#(when that human actively betrayed you and put you in the position you are now where you're about to die)

[navree]

anyway the only version of jason going non-lethal that makes sense is the version he brings up in #975 where he makes clear that he's going against his moral compass and his convictions on what he thinks is right explicitly so that he can maintain a connection with his family. none of this mealy mouthed 'jason realizes Killing Is Bad' thing (i'm of the opinion that jason's kinda the direct opposite of bruce in that where it would be too easy for the latter to start killing and not stop jason can kill and obviously has but the easier option for him is to just not do it and he does it because that's how his philosophy works) but jason admitting that he's taking the easy way out and being selfish at the expense of his own moral code so that he can still be a part of the batfamily. it's the only thing that makes sense to me.

[hella1975]

hiiii haha. hello. exceptionally awkward introduction bc idrk how to start something like this so let's just jump right in. im taking a break from this account for a bit. i know i said i wanted taob out before halloween and currently im fine sticking with that deadline, but if i decide i need longer away then i will take longer away. every time ive reassured people that id never abandon a fic and updates will always come eventually i never once considered that my writing and ability to feel safe and comfortable on this site would be actively taken from me, so im not even going to apologise. i dont want this either and more importantly i dont fucking deserve it. i dont know what it is in the past year, if ive hit a certain amount of followers or 'popularity' that's made it so the natural ratio of positive to negative interactions must in turn go up, but there's been a serious uptick in weird asks for me. the annoying part is that a very small amount of them are actually objectively mean and hateful, the rest are just weird and invasive from people who seemingly dont realise that's what they're being. ive reached a point where i dont care if the intentions are good. it's not my job as a 20 year old tumblr user of all things to defend the morality of someone who couldnt even bother to come off anon. unfortunately, after blocking only one or two anons, the weird asks have decreased substantially, which says all you need to know about the fascinating and exhilarating lives led by these people, but ive also gone on to turn anon asks off entirely. this is something i actively fought against doing and had to be pushed into by my mutuals (who have been the coolest people on planet earth during this entire thing). turning off anon was a big deal to me even if it sounds silly. i felt betrayed and like id been backed into a corner because it was so vehmently something i DIDNT WANT that to feel like i had to do it anyway for my own mental health??? that sucks. so even though ive 'fixed' the problem, im still kind of reeling and uncomfortable every time i come on tumblr. i hope it's just something i need time to ease because i'll truly be devastated if this becomes 'ruined' for me. tumblr exists as the only place in the world where i am honestly every facet of myself without shame or hesitation; losing that would be insanely harmful to me. and to the people who cant appeal to the actual human behind the post, let me put that in words you can understand: we wouldn't get any more writing 😦😦😦 riots and fires and sirens, i know. so yeah. to anyone who has sent me an anon ask and you're now wondering if you were part of the problem, im firmly of the belief that you'll know if you are. when i say 'weird asks' i dont mean 'you sent me a para about your personal life just to vent or ask for advice' or 'you sent me a really deep emotional compliment about the impact me and/or my writing has had on you' - i love asks like that, so much that i put off taking a break and turning off anon solely for the joy they bring me. im sorry that it might feel like you're being punished too bc of the actions of what in reality is a HANDFUL of weird people, but this is what i feel like i have to do to feel safe and not go insane every time i log in. love you guys, hopefully ill see you soon x

[balkanradfem]

Lately I’m seeing a lot of writings circling around claiming that radical feminists are women who are miserable, bitter, self-loathing, filled with hatred, and I’ve not seen these qualities in radfems at any point, so I wondered why they’re making this up, and I think I have a few answers.

The point of saying things like that is to tell women ‘if you take this road, it will lead you to unhappiness. Only women who are unhappy are in this community, only those who have nothing else but loathing and hatred in their heart’. That should make radical feminism seem unappealing and morally corrupt, so women who have not yet found out about it, would turn away in disgust.

Radical feminism, in its core is what awakens self love and self value in all women it touches. Our love for ourselves, and for other women is so big, we’re standing up to the biggest dangers in the world, to the things we don’t even know if we can change, if we can affect, we’re standing up because we know it’s the right thing to do, we know we have the right to be safe, secure, happy, comfortable, loved. That’s what we’re all aiming for. Radical feminism fights to end the sexual violence, something that has traumatized women above and beyond, taken our lives, our personalities, our freedoms and joy. We’re fighting against the torture of our own, against servitude, against the idea that we should exist in any certain way, be appropriated in any quantity, be used for anyone’s gratification. For us, women just existing, are worthy, are humans, are valuable and deserving of protection and rights. And we’re the only ones who have the courage and love to fight for this.

There’s even a less comfortable reason why I think the idea of unhappy, self loathing and miserable feminist women exists, and that would come not from the radical feminism, but from the amount of torture women have endured in this world. A lot of women who become radical feminists, are women who have been hurt and betrayed in every way possible by the male-centric society, who have been tortured, rejected, cornered to become something they were not, treated as slaves and properties, groomed by pedophiles, pimps, have been trafficked, raped, mutilated, and abandoned. When the world has offered them not a single piece of refuge, not a single space where their lives would be valued, the community of radical feminists have accepted them, and placed blame on those who would do that to a woman. It’s only us who understand that whatever evils are done to a woman, it doesn’t make her less valuable, less worthy, or less of a human; it’s the torturers who are inhuman and disgusting to us.

To call these women self-loathing, miserable, bitter and unhappy, in order to blame them for how they’re feeling about the world who betrayed them, that is loathsome. To dismiss the victims who need a place of refuge, place of value, understanding, kindness and peace, to tell everyone to look the other way because these women are now angry and hurt, that is despicable. It enrages me. We are a society of love towards women, but we have space for every woman who ever hated herself, and for every woman who ever hated the entire world for what it did to her. You are safe with us. A lot of us have felt the same, and are finding our value again, we’re learning to place our anger on what hurt us, rather than towards ourselves.

And to all of the women who are in the position to get just as hurt, just as cornered and tortured, we want to protect you. We never want you to go thru the same as we did, we never want you to get hurt. We think you should be safe to explore all that you can do in the world, without being put at risk, without being punished for being female. That’s why we’re speaking out, why we’re pointing out the reality of the situation, and warning against the dangers that have swallowed some of us alive. And we’re not miserable for doing it. Actively fighting what hurts us and our own, that’s what gives us life. That’s what heals the wounds cast on our hearts.

[ladsofsorrow24]

get ready to read me dumping all of my feelings for makima here (spoilers in the read more!)

while i was doing laundry just now, i'm reminded of how i felt when i first read chainsaw man, and how... empty i felt after finishing part 1. i can't remember when did i first read it, because it's been... a while but i do remember at the time, what really caught me off guard about makima is how... much i excused her behavior towards denji and everyone around her just because she's in a form of a woman.

god, that's the biggest mistake i made right there.

i actually felt betrayed by fujimoto when i finished reading chapter 74 for the first time. seeing makima laughed at denji's face for naively putting his faith on her. it felt like i was the one being mocked. i actually had to take a break after reading it because i felt so angry at makima.

but now, after... going through some traumatic shit myself that's pretty similar to what happened to denji... i kinda felt like a fool for believing makima's... facade in the first two chapters. and i think that also has something to do with the current climate of feminism and how... asian culture had this weird gender essentialism thing where people can't process the thought of women being evil without being outright obnoxious/rude about it. combined the two, and you got people reading fictional works and thought "ah there's no way this female character is evil, she's too nice"

hell, just like me, there are people out there who think of this when it comes to women in their lives too.

and to see this manga tackle such... sensitive issue in this very subtle way, i'm also grateful to fujimoto for not... ridiculing denji too much for believing makima. he's not at fault here, no matter how much stupid mistakes he made, i can never blame him for falling into makima's traps. because he is starving for affection, for acceptance, for kindness. just like a lot of people, he have difficulty understanding that not all kindness, acceptance and affection are unconditional.

but we always tried our best to think positively of other people. so no, it's not your fault if you ended up trusting the wrong person, things... happened. for a reason, i hope so.

and just like i mentioned before about asian's gender essentialism bs and the current social climate regarding gender equality etc, it is very rare to see women, especially evil women represented in a way that isn't a) obnoxiously loud, b) boldly sexual and c) stupidly weak when confronted with men

so, really, i'm glad i picked up the manga again after i throw it away from my first reading. because now i get to appreciate just how... complex makima as a character is. in my current mindset, i'm able to enjoy how cool yet terrifying she is. but also how... surprisingly vulnerable her inner mind is, after knowing that what she really desires is nothing more than just an equal-footing relationship with another person. it makes me realized that... really even abusers are still human beings.

i'm not trying to forgive abusers here, they're actively doing things for their own selfish reasons, but. i think there is merit in understanding how... bad people can become bad. "nature vs nurture" and all that.

tldr'; i just think makima is pretty fucking neat and people who be like "oh she's truly evil" can benefit from looking at her character in a more nuanced way. especially if you're someone aspiring to write complex character with subtle mannerisms.

[boundlss]

i've definitely said it before but cahir is literally put through like a RIDICULOUS amount of consecutive shit without even a single break. imagine youre like freshly 18 and the guy whose army you are in a surprisingly high position in due to your noble status is like "cahir i need you to patrol cintra while we fucking siege it and get this princess" and youre like "ok emperor who i work for!" only to find out through experience the princess you're capturing is like 10 years old. so you're panicking and not sure what you're even going to do with her if you ARE going to bring her back to the emperor at all and you bring her to some nearby refugees so you can both blend in. thats cool right? WRONG

because ACTUALLY you fall asleep and she, panicked after having passed out before she realized you weren't actively trying to hurt her, runs away, and so when you wake up you're hounded by the other guys in that army you're in for the location of the girl and you're like first of all i don't know SECOND OF ALL WE'RE WORKING FOR A BAG OF DICKS!!! so naturally they put you in prison for talking shit and then you're just in prison

BUT WAIT

you have one single opportunity to redeem yourself because you're like the only living easily accessible person on the continent who knows what the princess looks like, so you're brought out for princess kidnapping round 2 electric boogaloo because like it's that or get literally executed so the whole kidnapping thing sounds great actually. but actually it's NOT because now she has witcher training and for some reason after knocking your helmet off she spares your life after kicking the collective ass of the elves you've been saddled with which. okay

so then said elves are like "well time to take this guy back to emhyr" because they don't fw humans and also you're literally going crazy talking about some dreams related to the princess you're having now so they don't really wanna fuck around with keeping you alive so they tie you up in a coffin and just sell you to like. some random ass guy. and then some people come by and free you but actually uh oh! it's the princess's adoptive father (and company) and they mercifully spare your life but tell you to fucking scram but actually these dreams you're having are getting worse and you really gotta know what the deal with those things is so you get yourself a shitty little horse and you follow them

right so you catch up to them once and they tell you to fuck off again but like you literally can't go anywhere else because you are a nilfgaardian soldier slated for execution meaning BOTH sides of the war want you dead so you keep following these people, except at one point you get ambushed and your horse runs off so you have to follow them ON FOOT. which is fine and you do eventually catch up and perform a good deed to get yourself wormed into the group so all is good right?

WRONG AGAIN!!!! the direction you're heading you need to cross a bridge to avoid fighting but UH OH looks like the fighting is already on the bridge!! DOUBLE UH OH, obviously the fighting is the north vs. nilfgaard so now you have to willingly and openly betray the army you served in while literally recognizing some of the people fighting for their side during the fight. then you somehow get enlisted into the rivian army and become the only person in the entire war to have fought on both sides and also deserted from both sides.

right but NOW you're definitely in the clear right???? WRONG AGAIN your gang has another member now but the initial guy who hated you because you were under orders to kidnap his daughter is trying to accuse you of betraying the group somehow and you literally beat the shit out of eachother to the point you have to get physically pulled apart. but at least that dynamic is settled now. so you go on and do some more shit and it seems like it's going to be fine

BUT ACTUALLY then you get a severe head wound that means you have to stay back and get care from the same guy who was going to beat the shit out of you and you're just there in a cave delirious for a few days saying whatever shit pops into your head and then suddenly another member of your group shows up and then the first guy just vanishes so the two of you have to meet up with the rest of the group alone and on your 1 shitty horse that you had with you but AT LEAST WE'RE OKAY NOW RIGHT?

NO!!!! because you have to stop in touissant which seems super nice at first but almost immediately it sucks because you're constantly hounded for attention by people you don't like and it's very clear this whole situation is just a trap and it takes ALL WINTER to leave touissant and you're miserable the entire time and anyway then you fucking trudge through a massive blizzard towards your ultimate goal and it's like woah surely now that we've all made it to this place we need to be at things will be okay right WELL THINK AGAIN BECAUSE YOU FUCKING DIE

and thats not even it either because you spent your entire life telling people actually youre not a nilfgaardian youre actually from vicovaro and then when people talk about you posthumously they literally only call you the nilfgaardian in the hansa, and then all 3 of the alive members of the group collectively forget the group ever existed rip forever cahir never gets a single moment of peace

[moonlight-presence]

Five Years Later

Category: M/M

Fandom: Good Omens (tv show)

Relationships: Crowley X Aziraphale

Words: 3 202

Summary: Five years after Aziraphale left Crowley, they meet again. Will this time end differently than the last? Can Aziraphale change his mind and stay? I will try to answer what might be in this story.

OR

A fix-it fanfic to let me process the s2 finale.

MATURE RATING FOR LANGUAGE AND SELF-HARM MENTIONS

Five years after the goodbye...

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"Aziraphale!... Aziraphale!", Michael yelled through the empty hall. The angel shared a look with Uriel and sighed, both their patience running low.

"I am coming, yes!", a faint reply was heard before a burst of light appeared in front of both angels, "Sorry for the delay, I was rather busy with-"

"Yes, we know you are always so busy with everything, Aziraphale.", Uriel dryly said, cutting the enthusiastic tone of voice.

"Something came up on Earth, Aziraphale.", Michael said with her hands crossed behind her back, "We have detected some unusual activity in Egland for quite some time now, and, since Gabriel decided to betray us and run off with that little disgusting de-"

"What Michael is trying to say is that whenever we had trouble on Earth, Gabriel was the one who dealt with it, and...Since his departure," Uriel´s lips twisted in a disapproving frown, "You are the one who´s going to have to deal with it."

"I...Well, I don´t think I am qualified for something like this. I mean...It has been quite some time since I last went to Earth and, well...", Aziraphale began saying with a nervous stutter.

"The Metatron has put you in Gabriel´s place, hasn´t he? So...Take care of it.", Uriel replied with a cold voice, her eyes looking straight at Aziraphale´s.

"Well...Very well. What seems to be the problem?", he asked as he rubbed his hands nervously. He wasn´t looking forward to going down to Earth one tiny bit...Especially since...

"Apparently some humans have been reporting seeing some strange things near London.", Michael pulled a long scroll and began reading, "The reports are quite different but they all mention animals behaving differently, the weather changing abruptly, amongst other weird phenomenons."

"We are not sure what´s happening but we have contacted Hell and they don´t have the slightest idea either so, as Supreme Archangel, your job is to investigate, solve it, and report back to us.", Uriel finished explained, her lips stretching into a satisfied smug grin.

"That´s quite odd, indeed...Alright, I will take a look into it. It might be fun to mix with humans again, after all.", Aziraphale said with a big grin. His heart ached inside of his chest.

"We expect you to be brief, Aziraphale.", Michael noted before both angels disappeared with a flash of light.

Aziraphale sighed, adjusted his vest, and walked towards the elevator. Was he really going back to Earth, again? It had only seemed like yesterday since he had left...Since he had left him.

The elevator doors opened and Aziraphale pressed the Earth button, his fingers shaking as the lift began moving down. He adjusted his bowtie, fixed his hair, and adjusted his vest again until he forced himself to be quiet and calm down.

Five years of being in Heaven...Five years of trying to make a difference and failing miserably. He had tried, perhaps too much, but he had truly tried... They did not listen to him, they did not care for his words. They had respected Gabriel but Aziraphale wasn´t as imposing or...Well, as mean as Gabriel. But Aziraphale had tried to make them hear him.

After four years, Aziraphale understood the truth. The Metatron wasn´t trying to honor him when he had offered him Gabriel´s position, he was simply putting on a facade that things were okay in Heaven. He needed a puppet, a front to his scheme, and poor naive Aziraphale had betrayed the one being he loved the most and accepted the offer.

And now, down under he went. His heart beating fast with fear and a tiny bit of excitement that, after all these years, he might see those black sunglasses again.

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"Excuse me, miss.", Aziraphale said politely to a person who was jogging in St James Park.

"I am not interested.", the woman said dryly before putting on her headphones again and running away.

"Oh, bollocks... I forgot how suspicious humans are.", Aziraphale sighed to himself. He continued walking down the park, his eyes taking in the trees, the ducks, the lake, the bench... It truly had been a while.

Another person was walking towards him with two dogs on a leash. Aziraphale smiled broadly and began to approach them before both animals stopped walking and became ecstatic. The owner of the pets looked at them with worry, "Luna, Stacy...What´s the matter?"

Aziraphale observed the animals and, without any warning whatsoever, almost jumped in the spot as the two dogs began sprinting rapidly, knocking down their owner. The person fell to the ground and Aziraphale rushed to them.

"Are you alright, sir?!", he asked with worry, helping the person up.

"I am alright, thank you... Did you see where they went?!", the person asked urgently, looking everywhere.

"I am afraid I didn´t, sir-"

"I am not a sir.", the person said with a dry voice. Aziraphale frowned in confusion, "I am nonbinary. I go by they/them."

"Oh...That´s fascinating.", Aziraphale said in amazement. The person took a step back and Aziraphale clearly saw they were uncomfortable, "Oh, my apologies. I had no idea, I truly meant to offense."

"It´s alright. Look, I have to go find my dogs, alright? Thanks for the help.", they said before moving past Aziraphale and leaving him alone again.

The angel sighed with frustration and rubbed his temples. Yet another failed attempt at chatting with a human... This day was proving to be miserable.

Aziraphale continued walking down the park until he spotted the bench. He sat down at last, his legs begging him for some rest, and stared at the pond in front of him. He stared as a mother and her daughter fed the animals frozen peas and a faint rush of nostalgia moved through him.

"Ducks hate bread... Did you know that? It´s bad for them too.", Crowley said before drinking another mug of beer. Aziraphale laughed at his words and sipped his tea.

"Your fascination with those animals is quite adorable, Crowley...", Aziraphale teased making the demon stare at him with an annoyed expression.

"Don´t call me adorable. I am a demon. I am intimidating and evil and so very scary!!", he said with a loud voice, his tongue sticking out of his mouth like a snake.

"If you say so, Crowley.", the angel commented between giggles.

Aziraphale smiled at the memory and crossed his legs, his heart fluttering in his chest. How long had it been since he had last sat on this bench? Time is such a strange concept, anyways... Six thousand years with Crowley had gone by in a blink of an eye, and five years in Heaven had been torture. A weird concept, indeed.

"Hello, angel. Admiring the trees, are we?"

Aziraphale let out a high-pitched scream as he heard a voice appear next to him. He put his hand over his heart and looked to his left, his eyes widening at the sight of Crowley. He was sitting there, his legs crossed, and a leathery black choice of clothing on his body.

"C-crowley?", Aziraphale stuttured. His breath was ragged, his mouth hung open and his lips tingling with the memory of what was. He was real, he was there and he looked...good. His hair was a bit longer, shaved to the sides, but it suited him quite a lot. He seemed strong, maybe he had stopped eating all that horrible food he enjoyed-

"Guilty as charged...", Crowley replied making Aziraphale snap out of his thoughts. The angel realized he was still hanging his mouth opened and closed it, swallowing down hard as if it would help him search for his voice.

"W-What...I mean how...", Aziraphale cleared his throat and tried to remain calm, "How are you?"

Crowley chuckled and shook his head slightly, before staring at the mother and daughter. They had both left the ducks, now walking side by side, hands intertwined, down the pathway.

"I am fine, Aziraphale.", Crowley replied shortly, his eyes now on the pond in front of them.

"Oh, that´s nice. I am glad you are fine.", Aziraphale said with a soft smile and a shaky voice. He kept fidgeting with his hands as he tried to process what was happening. It seemed like no matter how hard he tried, the last memory he had of Crowley kept invading his mind, haunting him as vividly as ever.

"I forgive you..."

"Don´t bother."

"I wasn´t expecting to see you down here so soon, I have to confess. Aren´t you supposed to be in Heaven, revolutionizing the system, making a difference against the tyrants?", Crowley said with a formal, almost playful, voice.

Aziraphale felt his heart tightened at the obvious blow at him. He did not know what to expect from Crowley after what he had said but... This? This was proving to be more challenging than he had ever anticipated.

"I am on a mission.", Crowley looked at him with an arched eyebrow and a soft smile.

"Really? What type of mission?", Aziraphale looked at him, his heart beating like thunder inside of his chest.

"Well... Michael and Uriel told me that some animals have been-", he cut himself short, closing his mouth and thinking about what he was going to say, "I am afraid it´s classified information."

Crowley took off his sunglasses, despite several humans walking by them, and began cleaning the lenses. His hands were shaking quite a bit, Aziraphale noticed.

"You really are one of them now, uh?"

"I have always been one of them, Crowley! I am an angel. I belong in Heaven, you have to-"

"So I guess you really are enjoying your time up there... Well, it was a nice idea from Muriel but it seems like it was quite pointless, after all.", Crowley half whispered to himself making Aziraphale frown at his words.

"Muriel? What on Earth are you talking about?"

"Don´t play dumb, angel. We both know this was my doing...", Crowley said with a spiteful voice. Aziraphale opened his mouth and then closed it, his fists clenched together by his lap.

"I am afraid I don´t know what you are talking about."

"Don´t lie to me, angel... We´ve known each for far too long for that to work anymore.", Crowley said.

Aziraphale met Crowley´s yellow eyes. "You did this, didn´t you? You started causing havoc on Earth because you knew Heaven would not let it go by unnoticed...Crowley, you fool, how were you so certain they would send me to fix your mess?"

"I know how Heaven operates, Aziraphale... You are the brightest of them, the only one who would accept this foolish mission to resolve whatever was happening on Earth.", Crowley smirked a bit with amusement, "Besides, I knew you would jump at the first chance to come down here, anyways."

Aziraphale blushed, both in embarrassment and a bit of anger. How dare Crowley manipulate things to his advantage? He had forgotten how impossible he was.

"They are not going to be pleased with this, Crowley.", Aziraphale said with a firm voice.

"No, they aren´t...Guess it´s better you don´t tell them."

"Crowley-"

"Are you happy there?"

"Of course I am."

Crowley moved a bit closer to Aziraphale, his gaze piercing him, "Look at me, Aziraphale."

He struggled with the idea at first but then did so, "Are you happy there?"

No. "Yes."

Crowley´s lips turned into a sour smile, his eyes flickering with sorrow as he saw through Aziraphale´s lie. "Angels aren´t supposed to lie, Aziraphale... If you want to be one of them, you have to behave as such."

"I am not lying-"

"Oh fuck off, will ya?", Crowley snapped making Aziraphale and a few people jump around them. The angel gave the crowd a reassuring smile and they proceeded walking with uncertainty.

"Was this your plan all along? Dragging me here and causing a scene in front of everybody?! Well, if it was, you have succeeded!"

"My plan was to talk to you and see if you had truly lost your damn mind...", Crowley said, putting his sunglasses back on his face.

"Well, doctor, what´s the verdict?!", Aziraphale asked sarcastically.

"I haven´t decided yet.", he gave him a smug smile and the angel let out a strong breath through his nose.

"I don´t have time for this, Crowley. Stop messing with the human world, at once, so I can return to Heaven."

"Is that what you want?"

"What? The human world part, well yes, it´s extremely inconvenient-", Crowley glared at him and stopped his words, "I...Yes. I don´t know, Crowley, okay? Are you happy now?"

"Not quite... You still haven´t done the apology dance.", Aziraphale looked outraged at the suggestion.

"I am not doing that! It was embarrassing enough all the times you made me do it! Besides, I have nothing to apologize for."

Liar.

"You don´t?", Crowley laughed, his head shaking with the motion, "Oh, Aziraphale, don´t make me laugh...We both know what happened that day, we were both there if I recall correctly."

"What happened that day was a mistake.", he spat out the words quicker than he had time to think about them. Crowley looked at him briefly before looking away, clearly hurt by the comment.

"Well, there it is. That´s all I needed to hear. I knew this was fucking stupid in the first place, I told Muriel but of course, she wouldn´t fucking listen to me.", Crowley got up, "Goodbye, Aziraphale."

Crowley began walking away, leaving Aziraphale alone again. He tried to fight back the urge to get up and stop him, but in the end, it was useless. When he realized, he was already grabbing his arm, making him stop.

"Crowley, wait. I am sorry.", he said, his eyes filling up with tears. Crowley turned around to look at him, "I am an idiot, aren´t I? I...Crowley, you have to understand that I never meant for things to end up like they are now. I... I want to be an angel, I want to be good and be in Heaven but at the same time I also want you by my side."

"I don´t want to be an angel, Aziraphale. I don´t want to be a demon. I just want to be me. Why do you need them so badly?!", he grabbed Aziraphale´s shoulders, "Why do you want to be an angel so fucking desperately, Aziraphale?! They are all awful beings! Hell, Heaven, all the same bullshit. You don´t need them."

"Yes, I do!", Aziraphale yelled with a strained voice, tears filling his eyes.

"Why?! Tell me a good fucking reason and I will leave you alone!"

"Because I don´t know who I am without it.", he finally confessed, scared of the words that came out of his mouth. Aziraphale let out a shaky breath and placed his fingers on his lips, regretting what he had said.

"Oh, angel... You are you.", Crowley whispered, putting his hands on Aziraphale´s face, "You are beautiful, nice, a pain in the goddamn ass sometimes, extremely clever, funnier than you might think, good, caring, thoughtful, the less selfish person I know...Well, sometimes at least."

Aziraphale felt his heart tighten at the words, his body shaking rapidly without his control. He did not know what to say nor if he should believe a word Crowley was saying, but he did listen.

"You don´t need to be an angel to belong somewhere you think it´s right for you... You don´t need to pretend to abide by Heaven´s side simply because it´s the "good one"... Angel, you are everything you need to be. Can´t you see that?! You are everything I need. I love you."

Aziraphale´s face twisted with a rollercoaster of emotions, his cheeks were full of tears, and he must have looked like a complete mess, but Crowley was looking at him like he was the most perfect thing to ever exist.

He did not know what to say. He just wanted to grab him, hug him, yell at him, feel his warmth against his body. Aziraphale was a fool, a fucking idiot. Five years without Crowley, five years stuck with those insufferable arrogant angels... Did he want to be like them? Did he really want to rule over something that would not listen to him? That shut down his voice, that would not give him what Crowley had for six thousand years?

"Oh, Crowley...", Aziraphale sobbed, grabbing his neck and crashing their lips together.

Time seemed to freeze around them. Everything went quiet as Crowley grabbed his waist and pulled him closer, gently not to hurt him like he was some porcelain doll. Aziraphale did not know if this was the right thing to do, but he grabbed Crowley´s shoulders harder than the last time they had kissed. He kissed him hard and deep, not scared to feel his lips on his. He tasted as he remembered... Aziraphale nearly wept against his lips as the kiss deepened.

Crowley put his hand on Aziraphale´s curly white hair and held him there, trying to savor the moment for as long as possible. He was afraid he would leave him again in that bookshop. Afraid he would have to wander for five miserable years alone... Drowning in alcohol and trying different ways to end his existence.

He would never go back to that. He would never spend days outside the bookshop, hoping to see Aziraphale inside instead of Muriel.

Aziraphale broke the kiss, his lungs gasping for air as he breathed in. Crowley´s lips were slightly pink from the strength of the kiss, his hands still on the angel´s body.

"Don´t you dare leave me after that, angel...", he whispered with a smile. Aziraphale laughed softly, tears drowning the bowtie around his neck.

"I am sorry for everything... You were right. You were always right, Crowley. I don´t know what came over me. I-"

"It´s okay. I forgive you.", he said, brushing away the tears from his cheeks.

Aziraphale looked at him and pressed their foreheads together, the sun shining brighter than before, on them, lighting up the moment that would be written in the stars for millennia.

"I love you, too.", the angel confessed, freeing himself from the robes he had created around his body.

The ducks quacked behind them, happy with their pea-filled feast, and Aziraphale put his head on Crowley´s chest. He wanted to hear his heartbeat. He needed to feel him against him.

They say demons do not have a heart but Crowley´s was beating hard and violently. But then again, he wasn´t a demon and Aziraphale wasn´t an angel. There are no good or evil sides in a love story, just two souls trying their best to come together at the end.

[slifarianhawk]

Resident evil arch angel

Chapter 36: new beginning

After we dressed and left the apartment, we headed down to the training room. In the catwalks, I stare out over Gale, Jill, and Steve.

"So what's that neck scar from Gale? You didn't have it the last time I saw you in Russia." Jill asked running her fingers down the jutting scar along his neck.

"I got shot by this weird Russian asshole. Don't worry though Tabs and Wesker handled it. Made mincemeat of the guy according to the wolfpack. Speaking of the devil. Took you both long enough to get done with the dirty tango." Gale said laughing pointing up at me and Albert.

Jill looks at me pissed off. I knew I would have to have to sit down and talk to her about the shift in plans. More and more it looks like I'm betraying humanity. That was a deep-seated fear in my heart. Would I be able to take him down or would I just want to be with him? I knew I would have to work twice as hard to save him or else my target would remain true. I walked down the steel steps as did Albert. Jill stormed up to me.

"So it was you this whole time?!?!" Jill growled, "How could you betray the B.S.A.A. it makes me sick T."

"That is just the way things are with Pheonix Corps Jill. We are not the good guys. " I lied through my teeth.

"She is perfect the way she is Ms. Valentine," Wesk said standing behind me.

"JUST SHUT UP WESKER!!! THIS IS BETWEEN ME AND HER!!!" Jill said grabbing my collar.

Albert growled pulling out his phone and pushing a button. Jill started writhing in agony and let out a blood-curdling scream. Me and Gale both ran up to Jill. The device on her chest was glowing.

"WESKER STOP THIS NOW!" Gale shouted holding Jill in his arms.

"Albert please, don't hurt her anymore." I cry out," I know you were trying to prevent any harm befalling me but...."

"It's OK you guys." Jill barely whispers out, "I'm sorry T, just trying to put up an act."

"But this thing..." I shake my head.

"This isn't right wesker!" Gale growled.

"You can't blow your cover. I'll be ok" Jill whimpered.

"I was just making sure you were not harmed, my dear," Wesker said kneeling next to me.

I sigh, "I know my love, we can't let sentiments get in our way until Uroboros is complete and the world is ours.".

"We need to become stronger for what is to come," Gale says holding a shaking Jill.

"I know Gale, from the Russian that shot you. To me taking five flash bangs and constantly falling into traps. We have a long road ahead of us." I mutter and Albert nods.

"Then we shall do some sparring, Gale you will be with Jill give her some refresher courses and I shall spar with my precious lotus as we were before the meeting with Arias," Wesker said standing up, "first will be me and Tabitha, that way Jill can recover a bit before her match with Gale."

"Gee, how generous of you," Jill said sarcastically rolling her eyes as she and Gale walked to the other side of the room with Steve.

"You sure about this boss? You have still never beaten him in hand-to-hand combat. Hell, he even whooped my sorry ass last week." Gale called out to me.

"Don't worry about me, Gale! I'm stronger than the last time we fought. Not to mention I was holding back too. I won't let myself lose." I smile kicking off my heels and tossing my sweater to the side.

"Such bold words from Tabitha. She seemed much more confident than she did when we left for the mission. " Steve said scratching his chin.

"That's the boss lady for ya! She always gets cocky before a fight." Gale chimed in, reaching an arm behind Jill.

"Not now Gale!" She said pushing him away blushing.

I chuckled, this was pleasant for once.

"Dearheart come, let us get ready. "He said laying out judo mats and standing menacingly on one side.

"Alright, love, "I said walking over to the very large judo mats.

I smirked wickedly. I knew I wouldn't need any viral stabilizers or activators this round. All I needed was to spar Albert and win.

I got in my basic starting position, "I'm not holding back this time. Think you can go toe to toe with me Wesk?"

"I must say I love this new-found confidence dearheart. Let us see how long it will last." Wesker says launching at me with a palm strike.

I countered with a kick and sent a jab towards his face. Swiftly he dodges reaching for my wrist and attempts to toss me on the floor. I spin in the air and land on my feet recoiling to my starting position. I jump forward aiming a kick to his center only to have him grab my ankle and yeet me into a wall.

"Let's get serious I'm not going to lose this time." I pulled myself off the wall forming an obsidian blade in my hand, awakening the sleeping virus in my veins. The blade was stout and refined. Wesker raced behind me and tried and got me in a chokehold. I relished the lack of air but knew wasn't the time for my antics. I slammed my heel into his shin and sunk the blade into his arm causing him to drop me. I backflipped away.

"Come Tabitha show me your true strength" wesker laughed dashing towards me and landing a strong left on my ribs.

He leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Show me you worth my true strength dearheart. "

Swiftly I kicked him on the right side of his chest and followed up with the blade cutting deeply into his cheek.

"You can not always rely on toys my dear," he growled trying to break my grip on the blade.

I smirked breaking free with a decently high jump kicking him square in the jaw.

Grabbing my ankle again he attempted to throw me to the ground. I spun around wrapping my legs around his torso I suplex him mid-air. We both landed on the floor. He hits his head on the mat. I quickly stood up and was instantly concerned I dropped the blade shattering all over the floor.

I heard a chuckle then quickly found myself under him a hand around my throat and a kiss upon my lips. He placed his knee on my sternum.

"That is checkmate, dearest lotus. You should know better than to drop your guard in front of the enemy." He smirked whispering in my ear.

"yeah, but love can you get off me? we have an audience." I blush a deep red.

"AGAIN WESKER! DIDN'T YOU GUYS JUST GET DONE DOING THE DANCE WITH NO PANTS?!!" Gale shouts as Jill has a light blush on her face.

"Well then Chambers, you and Valentine come over here then get ready," Wesker said lifting me and walking us to the bench.

Gale and Jill walk to the judo mats after watching wesker and I go at it. They get to the center and they start stretching.

After a few moments, Jill says "You ready to get your ass kicked Gale."

Gale said smirking " Sorry Jill, that ain't happening."

Jill takes off at Gale swinging a hard left going for a haymaker to the jaw, "I'm going to wipe the floor with you Gale."

Gale dodges saying " Come on Jill I know you're better than that." and sweeps her leg.

I chuckle as she gets back up cracks her knuckles and tries to kick Gale's leg. Gale smirks standing firm as her kick bounces off him. As he speeds behind her jabbing both kidneys and knees her in the lower spine.

"Come on Jill this ain't much of a spar if you keep letting me hit you," Gale says laughing while delivering another kidney shot. Jill turns around and growls. As she catches Gales's hands spreads them apart quickly turns around and head-butts him on the nose then in a similar fashion sweeps his legs as she elbow drops him on the sternum.

Gale rolls out of the way and gets back up on his feet saying "So you do know how to land a hit."

"I've kicked your ass plenty of times before I'm not losing now!" She says punching him between the eyes, "Get off the defensive!"

I clicked my tongue, she was asking for it.

Gale smirks " As you wish."

Then he proceeds to charge at Jill and get ready to throw a punch at her face. Jill gets ready to block but Gale quickly gets behind her landing a bow to the back of the skull and then he suplexes her to the ground.

Jill struggles to regain composure as she tries to stand she is met with a boop on the nose as Gale places her in the advanced sleeper hold.

"Damn it!" She said tapping out dizzy and stunned.

"Looks like I win, Jill" Gale smirks standing over her.

"Yeah yeah, fuck I thought I'd still be able to keep up with you. Seems like everyone I know is running laps around me" Jill sighed sadly as Gale offered his hand.

"Ohhhh somebody likes you, Jill!" I say standing up from the bench as wesker rolls his eyes. I laugh standing up and heading towards my friends.

Steve left the bench as well and walked up behind Wesker. He wore a concerned look as he did.

"Tabitha, Wesker I've been wondering... what was in the package you sent to the B.S.A.A?" Steve asked.

"It was an important step in getting the B.S.A.A. and my brother off my trail. Marking me as a prisoner. That I'm still on the side of humanity." I said looking away from Albert. Was I on the side of humanity?

"And a hope for our soon-to-be future. Dearheart, look at me" Albert said behind me.

Turning to face him he got on one knee removing his sunglasses.

"What are you doing Albert?" I gasp, my knees shaking.

"Tabitha, my most beautiful and precious lotus, I was suffering every day you were out of my life. I nearly killed you in your equinoxal form when you were under Sergei's care. I swear to you my love, till the end of time I will be with you and make up for my mistakes." He said pulling out a familiar type of small blue box.

My heart swelled and I felt my eyes water as Gale snickered behind me. Albert flicked open the box and his signature smirk appeared on his face. In the box was a two-banded platinum ring with a six-karat brilliant cut sapphire in the center and four one-karat black diamonds surrounding the sapphire in the cardinal directions. I cried. I knew this ring and long had I thought it was gone. It was mine and Albert's wedding ring.

I dropped to my knees taking the ring box from his hand and shaking, "How? I thought Sergei had destroyed it."

"That's what I had figured as well however in Spencer's note he had ordered Sergei to hide it from you till you were loyal to him. This was the item I wanted to be found and kept from the connections. My intel was wrong about where it was located. It was in the library of the archives. I saw it on the ground next to the rat's corpse. He probably wanted to make some extra money by selling it. Now Tabitha my lotus what say you? In front of two of the people you care for. Will you be my bride once more and renew our vows with me."

I looked as Jill shook her head a small smile on her lips, "Never would I imagine wesker saying such sweet things."

Using my strength I pull wesk close to me, lightly headbutting his forehead, a smile on my face. Tears streaming down it, "Yes! Albert hic yes... I'll be your bride again".

He chuckled taking back the ring box sliding out the ring and placed it on my left ring finger while kissing the shell of my ear. Fear was there but now it was behind a glass wall of love and desire. To be there with him for him.

I was undercover for nine months for humanity's sake. Now I felt after two weeks humanity could wait.

"My lovely goddess," Wesker whispered in my ear.

"My treasured god," I mumble laying my head on his strong chest.

My mission could wait....humanity could wait.... I was happy....not to mention it now seems I have a wedding to replan.

Hey everyone slifarianhawk here and yes it came to this I felt the romance this time. Action and romance are almost a perfect pair. Two story arcs are coming before the wedding have any suggestions I'm willing to listen. Have an amazing day and cheer on dearhearts. My name is Slifarianhawk and I'm not so far away 🪷

[thepete77]

Energy of the human mind is a wiley fucking bitch…. I have some views of some very fucking basics that I feel can't be denied because of simple goddamned existence. People have highs and people have lows, different people maintain on different levels. If you follow the normal standards of life and do your shit the way you do, and always are on a slope and in a rut, maybe the shrinks have a fucking point about some meds to help the process. This is how it was for me when I tried to follow the fucking rules people said to follow. I worked for my cash, paid my way for education, didn't apply for welfare, even worked two jobs and full-time several times… I was trying the Christian shit out at the time, and was going to church and studies three times a week, lived with Christians, didn't smoke or drink, and followed the entertainment rules with discretionary practices, I even put effort into personal prayer and study, and contemplated life and shit, but I was depressed as fuck. I cried for help with false suicide attempts four different times, wound up at the hospital, and lived in fear of separating from the cocksuckers because of eternal salvation and “fellowship” rules of faith. I was unable to admit the shit that what I was doing was just not the right way, and was in a very severe goddamned rut. The psychotic episode came and I was asked to leave. All the effort of attendance denied and they were all the narcissistic bastard sycophantic fucks who all their former compliments and invitations of me to hang out with them were false ploys as some type of charitable feel bad circumstance for a homeless person.

I veiled my depression and sadness with an empty smile and typical what's up and how's it going standard statements without any feeling in them at all, there was no connection of friendship to top off the empty and false promises of having faith in salvation and going to church and socializing and “befriending” the parasites up until the event of my termination of attendance.

I was maintaining on very minimal poverty levels, trying to focus on normalcy, watching basic tv channels and catching news, ufc, adult swim, comedy central, madtv, just the standard that I could deal with as normal. But I never felt it and felt psycho as fuck. I'm still recuperating about this. This was before iPhones hit; when tracphone was still a thing. This was before social media to have connections otherwise. Before android and netbooks, before google got big and before Amazon hit. Back when DVDs were the newest phenomenon and Xbox just came out. Windows was still at ME and 2000, and myspace was still active, and during the time they updated the standard TV antenna.

Needless to say I wasn't in a good spot. I was fucked. I really had some psychotic attachment dysfunctions about this view of eternal life, the way Christians always said it fucking was. John 3:16 was the trend, god so loved the world he gave his only son, etc… you're supposed to repent get baptized and witness the word, fucking represent. But I had been terminated from affiliation, and people could care less if I burned in hell, and didn't see me as an impact in functional ministry, and could see I was going psychotic and a third fucking wheel at every social event.. Severely fucking betrayed by the cocksucker posers. After being away for the last twelve years from the Christian parasites, I'm hella more stable now to even be able to reveal these interpersonal focuses with this level of confidence that I was very introverted and timid about before, and not so nearly positive in introspection.

But back to the fucking point, mental and emotional chemistry has its place. They're never magic pills that solve all the problems, they're an aid to the process. I've focused on nutritional stabilization and brain chemistry, and have focused on this faith crisis of mine about how to even believe anything what I truly fucking believe. It's a collaboration of events that have transpired to this point. And if I can fucking help it, I want to help someone who might be at the worst, in similar conditions wondering why the fuck these stories of changes for other people work, and why they burn in hell, and are left in the dust. A sad story of earth is that the universe really doesn't gift a fuck and good people get fucked over when they don't deserve it. It's just life.

[bugswarm]

Can we talk about Tiktok and Jeff Jackson?

Look, I know Tumblr generally hates tiktok but that's not going to stop people from using it and it has a ton of marketshare at this point so things happening on it kinda do matter a bit so we need to talk about this.

If you haven't been on tiktok, or aren't from the US, you might not know who Jeff Jackson is. Jeff Jackson is a congressman from the state of North Carolina. He made a bigger name for himself by joining tiktok a few years ago and making videos calmly explaining things that were happening in Congress. He generally was there to assuage fears and counter fearmongering happening in the news and on social media. Generally well respected and regarded on both sides of the aisle and on tiktok itself. He recently got redistricted out of Congress and is now running a campaign to become NC's attorney general while he serves out the rest of his term in Congress.

Then "the tiktok ban" bill came up for a vote. He made a video in his usual style telling people not to worry so much as he didn't believe tiktok would get "banned". His video went on to talk a out divestment and some other things but the important part is him saying he didn't think that tiktok would get banned. Then he voted in favor of the bill.

People absolutely clowned on him until he took down the video and issued an apology, to which people continued to clown on him. For days all over tiktok people have been talking about him and making fun of him and talking about how they unfollowed him and hope he loses his attorney general election, and talking about how he "betrayed" them all.

At first, I laughed at some of the jokes people made but the more people are saying it, the more I realize tiktok seems to have adopted Tumblr's old idea of a morally pure politician being a possibility. The dude literally explained twice that he doesn't think tiktok would actually be banned and he said it was based on some kind of classified info that he was worried. Idk how much I believe that but it's a good enough excuse when you can't exactly say "I had to play the politics game and since Im on my way out, it was better for me to vote for the unpopular bill to show my 'loyalty' to the party so other people in Congress will help with my continued political career since the bill was going to pass regardless of my vote. Then I can keep helping people from whatever position I end up in next" and not immediately lose all of the goodwill of those congressmen you just got with that vote. Also who knows, maybe they were briefed on something ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ also maybe he's just.... wrong? He's human. As far as I can tell he's doing his best and doing a pretty good job at it, he can make a mistake or two, that's just how it works.

But tiktok is acting like he murdered puppies or something. And it's just so concerning and so few people are talking about it because talking about it (and defending him) on tiktok is basically social suicide, and since he was only really well known on tiktok (and his home state of course), no one else seems to even know, let alone care about him and his political career issues. He's a pretty good politician and it would really suck if his political career had to end over a single dumbass vote for a single dumbass bill, all because he actively uses tiktok and "voted to ban it" as people are putting it.

[prabhatjairam]

Social media brings more harm than good.

The rapid and fast adoption of the latest technologies and social media has changed people's living standards. It has evolved from electronic information exchange to virtual gathering environments. Though digitization helps children in multiple ways, from enhancing their learning skills to achieving their targets, it still causes several mental health issues. The constant use of digital platforms distracts and disrupts youngsters and exposes them to bullying and rumour spreading. 

As social media's influence increases daily, it negatively affects children's health. 

Students use their free time by browsing the Internet through social media. Whether viewing their recent Snapchat Story or checking a friend's latest Instagram reel, they are just busy with that. Therefore, addiction to social media has a large impact, yet the impact can be seen as harmful in many aspects. 

In this blog post, you will get to know in what ways social networking sites are harmful and how they negatively affect the lifestyle of children.

How is Social Media Harmful?

As social media has already spread its wings worldwide, people are becoming addicted to its role. Along with its positive impacts, it has several adverse effects, such as follows:

1. Cyberbullying

Before digitization, bullying was only possible to do face-to-face. However, now individuals can bully others online—anonymously or not. Social media makes meeting new people and making friends easier. It enables cruel people to tear into others with little effort. For example, they might create a fake profile and act friendly to a classmate, then later betray and embarrass them online. Fake social profiles initially gain people's trust and then terrorize them in front of their peers. 

2. FOMO (Fear of Missing Out)

Unsurprisingly, FOMO is one of the most widespread negative effects of social networking sites on society. It is a phenomenon that became important around the same time as the rise of social media. For instance, people might constantly check their messages to see if anyone has invited them out or focus on their Instagram feed all day to ensure that nobody is doing something cool without them. They may also see pictures of something fun that their friends or relatives could do, feeling left out that they couldn't go because they had other responsibilities.

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3. Unhealthy Sleep Patterns

Another drawback is spending too much time on social networking sites, leading to poor sleep. Individuals spend so much time scrolling reels and checking feeds late at night, causing trouble in their sleeping patterns. This is exceptionally the case when people use their phones at bedtime. It is challenging to check notifications within 5 minutes and put the phone aside. As a result, unhealthy sleeping patterns are linked with increased symptoms of depression and insomnia.

4. Negative Body Image

It's essential to remember that everybody is human. No one wakes up like a supermodel. While many people go to gyms and yoga sessions to train their bodies, that's not the case that fits everybody. Besides, most people take unhealthy routes to appear more attractive.

In what ways Social Media is doing more harm than good

It is no secret that social media platforms deliberately help young people develop their interests. It definitely helps people with new ideas and deepens their appreciation of existing thoughts. However, too much passive use of social sites leads to unhealthy and harmful lifestyles.

1. Reduces Productivity

The use of social media greatly reduces productivity. The focus on work is unconsciously disturbed by constantly distracting platforms like YouTube, Instagram, Facebook, etc. Students need to concentrate on their studies more to be socially active and informed. Therefore, the continuous use of these platforms hinders maintenance and productivity at work. 

2. Creates Stress

Social media use often results in anxiety and fear. It causes stress that might come from maintaining a wide group of Facebook friends, the demands of replying to text messages, having to keep up with statuses on WhatsApp or Twitter, etc. 

3. Costs money

As business websites find new monetization ways, social networks demand much more costs. Initially, all the social sites started for free. They provide basic features, and once users are enticed and hooked, the networking sites begin to monetize their business pages. Moreover, many business firms are now hiring marketing teams to participate for them virtually. It is another cost of social media. The marketing team responds and posts on their behalf, becoming their "online" presence.

4, Decreases Creativity

Undoubtedly, digital platforms are great tools for connecting with family and friends, but they can also have an unfavorable outcome on creativity. It negatively affects students' creative skills and reduces their ability to create new ideas. Social sites have made it easier for children to share their work in a virtual environment. As a result, it kills the imaginative power of students.

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What should parents do?

As a parent, there are certain things you should do to improve your kid's life online and in real life.

Set boundaries appropriately when you allow your child to use their first phone.

Set parental controls on your child's phone, accessing their passwords.

If children are keeping something private, ask them the reason behind it.

Talk to your child without glancing at your mobile.

Interact with your kids and teach them how to follow social cues.

Conclusion

It is crystal clear that in many areas, social media has several negative aspects. It affects people differently, depending on their personality traits or pre-existing conditions. If you want to spend time on social networking sites, try to reduce your time limit and maintain a healthy schedule because constant use of social media seriously impacts your life. So, it's up to you whether you want to waste your time or consume it!

[michaelmilligan]

Concept: Michael gets revived by Jack but instead of going back to Earth, he stays in Heaven, thinking he has to. After having betrayed the Winchesters, he doesn't even contemplate that Jack would let him go. Besides, in his own mind, he betrayed Adam's memory by going back to Chuck, so he has no right to return to his side anyway.

He DOES check that Adam got revived, comforted by the knowledge that he now has a shot at a normal human life. (Which... oh buddy...)

Michael doesn't assume a leader position of course - Castiel's child is God now and would (so he thinks) probably strike him down if he tried to take a position of power. Besides, Michael has no such ambitions anymore. All he wants is to be with Adam - but he can't. Working as just another angel in Heaven is his punishment.

Gabriel gets, respectively takes, a leader role alongside Jack and Cas, which kind of reverses his and Michael's prior roles. Not that Gabriel was unimportant before, but he wasn't exactly the Prince of Heaven.

It's weird for everyone involved. For the regular angels, working alongside Michael is odd and slightly creepy. For Gabriel, seeing his older brother carry out his orders is... strange. There's a kind of vindication to it, but it also feels wrong.

Raphael is constantly trying to get Michael to be more pro-active. As the former Viceroy of Heaven, Michael knows how a lot of things works, or at least used to work. But Michael is mostly silent and while he's nowhere near lazy, he also doesn't do anything that wasn't mandated by Jack/Cas/Gabe.

Raphael doesn't push Michael to become a leader, exactly, but they're increasingly worried about how distant he seems. Michael was never the angel who smiled most, but he was emotional - his anger could flare up quite a bit. Now he just seems... dead inside.

Eventually, Raphael, though wary of the new God at first, brings these concerns up to Jack. (They tried going to Gabriel, but Gabriel is still too angry about all that happened before and just dismisses Raphael's worries, saying that Michael is fine, he's always been a dick. Meanwhile Gabriel himself is actually worried by Michael's behaviour, but he's not about to admit that.)

Anyway, Rapahael brings it up to Jack, who summons Michael to ask him about it. I'm not sure if Michael would be very forth coming about his feelings in that conversation, but EVENTUALLY, the cat gets out of the bag: That Michael sees being back in Heaven as a punishment. That he doesn't think he would be allowed back on Earth.

Jack DOES allow it though, it just never ocurred to them to make this explicit. (Cas and Gabe are both worried about Michael going to Earth, but they also know that Jack could just essentially snap him out of existence like Chuck did, so they don't put up too much of a fight.)

Puzzled and thinking it's a trap/a test at first, Michael is very hesitant. But perhaps he can just go see Adam and make sure he's doing alright? Yeah. Yeah, he's gonna do that.

Meanwhile, Adam has been having a TERRIBLE time without Michael. He's had to accept help from his brothers, the worst thing a 19-1,219 year old can be forced to do. He's tried to get back on his own feet, but it's hard when you keep spacing out and forget to eat for days at a time.

There was a point where Adam was almost sure that Michael was back - he felt something. But Sam and Dean say he's dead and how would he be back? Besides, if he WERE back, why wouldn't he have come back to Adam? (He's not sure if it's worse to think as Michael being out there, having abandoned him, or as dead.)

So when Michael DOES come back... There's a lot of tears and yelling involved. It both hurts Michael and soothes him, because on the one hand he hurt Adam! But on the other hand, Adam MISSED him. He didn't think anyone would. (Adam calls him stupid for that about a million times.)

Anyway. Big reunion. Adam says sayonara to Sam and Dean, now a grin on his face for the first time in weeks/months. (There are still tears in his eyes though.)

And off they go, Adam and Michael, flying to that one diner where the burgers were especially good. Maybe they'll go to Jupiter next. Who knows.

The whole universe is at their wingtips.

[brydeswhale]

It's kind of interesting to me how some of the deaths in ASOIAF/GOT seem to connect to things the dying person did in real life, or how they behaved. I know it's all "live by the sword, die by the sword", but it particularly interests me where the two main patriarchs of the series are concerned.

For example, Eddard Stark is a mostly good man, but he does have his moments of weakness and cruelty. Particularly of interest to me in regards to his death is his treatment of Theon, and how he uses and betrays Sansa and murders Lady. In the books, I believe he uses Ice for this, but I'm not positive.

However, this comes back in the end, when he himself is betrayed by Littlefinger, and murdered by Ilyn Payne, with his own ancestral sword, Ice.

Now, regardless of whether you think Stark was an honourable victim of a corrupt and violent system, an active but ineffective participant in that system, an honourable fool, or some combination of those things(plus some other nonsense), it cannot be argued that he deserved his fate. While Stark never bucked the system that privileged him as a high lord and man, he never abused his powers, and he was a decent father(compared to other fathers in the story). Like Lady, he deserved a lot better than a butcher.

Having said that, he could have been a lot better. In his treatment of Theon, while he might see it as decent, the average human being, even in the Middle Ages, knew that holding an actual child hostage was bad. And frankly, his treatment of Sansa is neglectful to the point of bordering on idiotic, even WITHOUT his murder of Lady, which I won't be letting go of any time soon. Specific to that event, he definitely gave into his weaknesses.

However, just as he was basically honourable and decent(except for moments when he wasn't), his death is actually fairly clean and honourable as well. He dies in the open, he dies to keep his daughter safe(imagine if you'd put her first in literally any other situation leading up to this, Neddy-boy), and anyone present who has a functioning brain(as well as a lot of people who weren't there) are aware that it is an unjust death.

(Quick note: Sansa also unsuccessfully pleads with him to spare Lady, JUST as she attempts to save HIS life, so there's that parallel, too.)

When we contrast this with Tywin Lannister's life and murder, we can see how his actions also connect to his death.

Tywin is obsessed with legacy and appearance, convinced that his father(silly, too generous Tytos Lannister, who honestly sounds like a nice dude who shouldn't have been in charge of much more than a small keep*) made the Lannisters a laughingstock to the entire continent. To that end, he began in sternness and ended in tyranny.

Tywin restored order the Westerlands, where Tytos had, if certain sources are to be believed, allowed bandits and vassal lords alike to run rampant.

However, Tywin's order is the order of terror. He murdered his way through the Westerlands, assuming he was restoring his family honour. The reality is that he was setting fire to it and turning his back on the ashes, whilst they smouldered. His massacres may have brought enemies and allies alike to heel, his gold bribed the rest, and he began in infamy.

Even in his family life, whatever his relationship with Johanna, Tywin remained ruthless and tyrannical. He favoured his twin children, the beautiful Jaime and Cersei, although he still acted the firm disciplinarian, while in varying degrees strict and brutal to his youngest, Tyrion, a fact that would come back to bite him later.

Even in his later years, Tywin retains his ruthless cowardice. He remains as neutral, as "late" as certain other lords, and enters Robert's Rebellion towards the end, stepping over the bodies of Elia and her babies to put his daughter on the throne.

While it might have been said that placing his daughter on the throne, making himself the grandfather of kings, cemented his legacy, in truth, that is the unravelling of it.

Tywin dies shit stained in the dark, murdered by the child he brutalized from birth and near to death. His legacy includes a tyrannical monster of a grandchild, twins whose treasonous incest helped plunge an entire continent into war, and his own murderer, whose monstrousness was shaped by his own hand.

And soon, his legacy will follow him. His daughter, shamed, a queen but also a tyrant and murderess, his son, a kinslayer off to serve a foreign woman who wields weapons of mass destruction, and his other son, already disgraced and likely to die in further shame. He's the architect of several massacres, including the recent Red Wedding, a reputation that will likely live much longer than any memory of his able administration.

His lands will shortly collapse back into chaos. The fear that ruled them will dissipate as people begin to realize that, without the lion, with his armies likely reduced and his wealth depleted by war, what is there to worry about? Who cares for debts when the creditor is dead?

In the end, Tywin's legacy is so much gold plate. Pretty, but easily scraped away, and what's underneath ranges from worthless to grotesque. Unlike Eddard Stark, he earned his ignominious ending. Unlike Eddard Stark, who died in the light, and inspired a rebellion, Tywin's death is a relief to the entirety of Westeros, whether they know it or not.

*In the end, though, given Tywin's grasping and treacherous nature, it's probably for the best that Tytos was who he was, so Tywin didn't have to murder his way to Warden of the West. Because we all know he would have.

[buzzcutperfection]

This is my first attempt at a haircut story. Give pointers if you want or just read. No matter what, I hope you enjoy.

The Boy Stripped

I couldn’t believe my luck when he walked in. Two in one day was rare. And to sweeten the deal his face was unfamiliar. He was at least six foot tall and muscular with overgrown brown hair. The top was maybe 4 inches while the sides were around a number 6 guard if I had to take a guess. Very slight stubble on the face. He wore the standard camo outfit of the soldiers and his name patch read “Knight.” Jackpot.

We greeted each other and he took a seat. My shop was a small hole in the wall with only enough room for one chair along with a mirror and barber station setup. The look was classic, catering to the watchful eye to let them know they were in for a treat. The rest of the space was the utilities in the back and a makeshift shower I had made. I positioned myself behind the chair and set my hands on his shoulders. I took a deep breath and started the routine.

“Before we get started I just wanted to tell you that I offer a, um, ‘special service’ to active military members. It helps, uh, relieve tension some would say. Interested?”

He looked puzzled for a moment before the realization dawned on him. He was awestruck by the opportunity and he sat motionless as his brain whirred and he began to shake and pant. I looked to his crotch and saw a bulge signalling his answer. Their bodies usually betrayed them. Finally, his head began to bob up and down in affirmation.

“I need a verbal yes,” I responded kurtly. He collected himself and his body stabilized.

“Yes.”

“-Sir.” I finished for him. I smiled and clapped his shoulders before moving to the entrance. I flipped the sign to closed and lowered the blinds, blocking the sunlight and any unwanted eyes.

“So, you’d touch me?” He asked in a deep, fake-confident voice.

“Only if you want. Besides sexual touches, I control everything. Don’t move without my word. Even your head. That includes the haircut.” He simply nodded. A sacrifice he was willing to make. They never had much alone time, so this shop was heaven for the soldiers from the base close by.They’d do what they had too for my services..

“Just a high and tight. Nothing you haven’t had before.” I informed him.

As I came back I ordered him to stand up and strip. He complied and faced me, his camo outfit now piled on the floor. He was a bit bulky and very muscular. His skin was a golden brown tan except for his midsection where the sun had never gotten a chance to touch. I had him sit back in the chair and watched as he cringed at the coldness of the chair’s red leather.

“Hope you aren’t busy. I want to enjoy this.”

I took a paper strip and pulled it tight around his neck then caped him. I turned him away from the mirror. I grabbed a comb and began to run it through his hair.

“Getting out the knots. Shouldn’t be allowed to even get knots.”

His hair was thick. That was fine. More fun for me. I snatched my scissors and turned around.

“This is going to take a while. That’s because you waited so long to get a haircut. No matter, I can fix that.”

First I wet his thick hair to prepare it for cutting. Then I put my comb into his hair and began to pull up hair and cut it as I pulled the comb backward.

“While I reduce the bulk, answer this: How many weeks should you wait between haircuts?”

“6?” he said unsure.

“I asked the question.”

“6.” he said decisively.

“If you want to look like an animal.” I chided

“4.” He tried.

“At least you’re human.” I said, trying to steer him into the answer

“3?”

“Stop guessing.”

“2.”

“And why?”

“It’s when the haircut starts to lose freshness.”

“Good boy.” After that was finished I swapped my scissors for thinning shears.

“Thinning your thatch out. If you clog my clippers, I’ll shave you bald.”

I remember the one time that happened. The boy moaning as I rubbed his bald scalp. How embarrassed he was when he left. How he begged me to shave him against the grain when he came back the following week

In the present my new recruit didn’t react. More hair came off his head from the previous trim. His top was now at least two inches. When I finished the thinning, I used the blow dryer to clean him off. I played with the hair a little bit. Satisfying softness on my fingers was the reward for my work. He moaned a bit at this and beneath the cape there was slight motion. I pulled the cape to the side and found him stroking himself. Anger filled me as hair toppled to the floor.

“Hands off! On the armrests! For that you’re losing the cape!”

He whimpered and his hands released his excited cock and listened to me. To his horror I removed the neck strip and cape, leaving his body exposed to the shop air. I took a breath to calm down and waited a second before trying to continue.

“Excited are we? How excited?”

I ordered him to spread his legs apart so I could measure his excitement.Next, I took one of his hands and ran it through his hair. I watched his penis twitch and leak as I did so. So sensitive. Just how I liked them. I picked up my oster clippers and attached a guard.

“This is a number 2 guard. If a barber tries to use a bigger clipper size on you: leave. He doesn’t know anything. This will be your top length unless you try something funny again. Then it’ll be a zero.”

Suddenly a nasty thought entered my mind and I followed it without hesitation. I turned on the clippers then put them right next to his ear and moved them through the air to mimic cutting. They roared in the air, but no satisfaction came from their noise. Nonetheless his body responded out of habit. He squirmed in the chair as they droned on and mimicked cutting noises. I watched him further leak onto the red leather of the chair. I would have to clean it later, but this was worth it. I used my free hand to strongarm his head and pulled it back so his eyes were locked on to mine.

“Are you gonna misbehave again or do you want the clippers?”

“Yes, sir! I’ll behave!” He moaned out.

“You want a clipper cut like a good boy?” I pushed further.

“Like a good boy!” He whimpered.

“Say the whole thing.” I ordered

“I’ll behave so I can get my hair buzzed down like a good boy!”

“Maybe you are a good boy after all.” I remarked.

I let his head go and rubbed it as a reward. He was a fast learner albeit too eager if there was such a thing. Finally the real cut could begin. I pulled his fringe back, then put the clippers on his forehead and gazed at his shaking body. I pulled the clippers backward, making the first swath of hair tumble off and the first path of stubble appear. With the first cut made, I turned off the clippers and set them down to admire my work. Though his hair was thick, white scalp poked through. I took two fingers and rubbed the soft bristles. I felt the first inkling of an erection begin in my pants as the boy moaned to the touch. It was hard to believe that in not too long his hair would like that all over. I picked a hand off the armrest and forced him to rub it too. I smiled as he moaned gently at the touch. I decided that was enough and picked the clippers back up. I repositioned them and made another pass through his hair. Intentionally, they were slower than normal, but not painfully so. Finally the boy relaxed into the chair as the cut began for real. His eyes drifted shut. He was trying to escape the shearing. I couldn’t let that happen. I wanted every reaction.from him. He needed stimulation.

“Tell me boy, do you have a fixation on hair like me?” A question to make him squirm.

“Yes, sir.”

“What started it?” I prodded

“Summer butch cuts, sir.” his breath on the word butch as he answered.

“Continue.” I said, pretending to be intrigued. Intrigued. In reality it wasn’t a story I hadn’t heard before.

“My dad would haul us to the garage and take off our shirts. Then he would pick a random guard or sometimes none and shear us.” Brutal. Not sure how much you’ll have left. My cock twitched at the thought of such a game. Maybe I would do that to a boy someday.

“And the rest of the year?”

“Bowl cut or a very short ivy league. Our choice.” Humiliation either way. The choice was whether or not to look presentable to others.

“And you chose?”

“Ivy.” Smart boy.

“Your father was a smart man.” A genius of a man. I’d have to find out more on future visits.

Finally the top was finished. I couldn’t help, but chuckle as the shorn locks slid down his perfect body. It must have been so itchy, but he couldn’t move it off. I leaned his head to the left and moved his ear away before the whirring clippers came tightly around his ear. I moved the clippers up again and cut away the hair on the ridge of his skull.

“Why do you think I’m giving you this haircut in particular?” I asked.

“Because it’s your favorite haircut.” Good answer. Quick learner.

“True, but that’s not entirely why.” With the right side finished I shoved his head downward to cut the nape. He let out a slight yelp at the sudden movement and he squirted a bit onto the chair. I chuckled a bit and rubbed his top playfully.

“The hair stays out of your eyes, it always looks neat, and it has soft bristles and rough stubble at the same time.”

“Perfect answer!” I said gleefully. I began to palm his head vigorously. He moaned loudly as I closed my eyes and appreciated the sweet mix from my senses. The soft bristles mixing with his moans and the twitching of my own cock. He grunted loudly and his breath quickened.

“Sir I can’t..ungh!” he moaned even louder. My eyes widened as I realized what was happening. I leveled the clippers on his nape and pushed upward slowly, watching the hair collect on the clippers. I used my free hand to catch some of it and as my boy cried out I sprinkled it onto his chest and began to pet his nape against the grain. His hands jumped into action suddenly and collected his shorn locks over his crotch as he exploded. I rubbed his half shorn head as he came down from his orgasm whimpering. I quickly finished the buzz on his left side before hanging my clippers up.

“Let’s get you cleaned up,” I said with a smile and rubbed the buzz another time, sending hair clippings into the air.

I used a towel to collect the hair and cum mixture and dispose of it into a trash can. I pulled Knight out of the chair and walked him to the shower. The stall I had made lacked a door so I could watch. And watch I did as water washed his body down. When he finished I held up a white fluffy towel for him. Hesitantly he walked towards me. When he was close enough I embraced with the towel and started to dry him off. He sighed gently as I pushed his head into the crook of my neck and let him rest there while I dried what I could. I again used one of his hands to feel the damp bristles. This caused him to elicit a sigh into my shoulder. After I was done I looked him in the eyes and shifted back to business.

“You look so handsome, but we’re not done. How long until you can cum again?”

“5 minutes, Sir.” A short refractory period and sensitive? He really was a perfect boy.

I led him back to the chair and used his towel to obscure his view of the mirror. I grabbed my clippers again and pulled the guard off.

“This is no guard. Not quite a complete strip but very close. Close as these clippers can go. I’m using this to strip your bottom.”

I used the clippers to shear his back first. I stopped the clippers high up on the head. I gave him a feel and my cock twitched stronger than before. Even in his cooled down state the boy sighed at the feel of the shorter bristles. I continued the clippers over the sides, leaving him with an awkward shelf. I put a number one onto the clippers, and for the next couple of minutes worked away at the fade.

“While I fade this I wanted to ask, how long did your father control your hair?”

“Until I was fourteen.”

“What happened then?”

“As the eldest I got the big slap in the face. On my fourteenth birthday he gifted me a pair of clippers and told me he was never giving me another haircut or bringing me to the barbershop again. When I tried to go with my own money, the barbershops refused me. I had to learn to cut my own hair.”

“Why are you in my chair?” I asked.

“I can only cut a buzz cut,” he said, embarrassed, “I want some style.” I nodded in understanding. Finally his stubbled graduated beautifully into dark bristles. He moaned as I ran a hand over the fade. His cock was once again erect and sprinkled with clippings. I walked over to the hot foam machine and filled a bowl with cream. Behind me, he whimpered.

“You’re gonna shave it?” he asked as I dipped my brush in and rounded the chair.

“Yes. Trust me you’ll love it.”

I listened to the rasp of the bristles as I spread the foam around the bottom of his head. My pants throbbed as my razor scratched away more of his stubble. The boy moaned as I felt the exposed skin. Eventually, I took a towel and wiped away the last of the foam. I grabbed the foil shavers and listened to their loud loud whir as they ate more stubble and erased the point I had shaven at.

“Be a good boy for this last bit.”

I reclined the chair and got more foam. I spread it over his cheeks and throat. The razor reemerged as I took away his five o’clock shadow. He let out small whimpers, but tried not to move so much with a razor at his throat. Half way through I retrieved a towel and wiped down his abdomen of bristles as a tease. He quivered in response and leaked more. It took all my willpower not to take a taste of him, or grab my clippers and cut away the bush around his rod. I reminded myself of the shave on pause and pulled myself away.

I again wiped away the cream when I was finished and put the chair back into normal position. He hissed as I finished with aftershave on his face and head.

I rubbed the boy's head all over. Different lengths let out different noises and feels, but every one was equally euphoric. Suddenly I whipped the chair around to the mirror and the boy saw himself. He groaned loudly and began to stroke himself as he remained mesmerized by his own image. I continued to feel his head and my cock throbbed in pleasure. Eventually the boy reached his breaking point and let out a loud moan as he exploded. At the same time I became overwhelmed and pulled my pants down as I released my load onto the floor.

After panting for a moment, I pulled my pants up and helped Knight out of the chair. He took a minute to feel his head and see how it looked with clothes on before he asked how much he had to pay.

“Nothing,” I said, “I enjoyed this too much.” Knight took out his wallet and shoved two twenties and a ten into the pocket of my apron. I nodded in understanding of it being a tip. Knight tipped his head to me and I gave it one final rub before he set off toward the door.

“Come back in two weeks. If you come in here with more than an inch I’ll make you give yourself no guard buzz cut. If you have more than two it’ll be a headshave with growth retardant.”

Knight looked temporarily shocked at the harsh punishments before smiling and walking out of the shop. I smiled two myself as the next appointment was booked. As I looked back at the shop and the mess we had made and knew it was worth it.

[immaturityofthomasastruc]

IOTA Reviews: Hack-San

You know, it's honestly amazing how creative this show can get. After four seasons and almost one hundred episodes, the writers are still finding new ways to make Adrien an incredibly unlikable character, and they don't even know how much of an asshole they're making him out to be at times. It's kind of like the opposite of The Producers.

Yeah, this review's going to be a little more ranty than usual, in case you can't tell.

Let's get into the fifteenth (chronologically the sixteenth) episode of Miraculous Ladybug's fourth season: Hack-San

We start off with Marinette pretending to be sick so she doesn't have to go to visit her aunt in London and stay to protect Paris in case an Akuma attacks and also because the animators haven't had time to render the city of London yet for the next Miraculous World special. Like all of her other excuses, it fails, and Tikki, as always, fails to actually give any meaningful advice.

And it's not like there's a Miraculous with the power of teleportation that can help Marinette get back to Paris if she needs to, much like how she planned to do that in an earlier episode, right?

Seriously, Kaalki doesn't appear or isn't even mentioned in this episode because the writers are fully aware she would make things a lot easier.

And of course, Astruc had to play dumb on Twitter while explaining why Marinette couldn't use the Horse Miraculous by answering the question as if the only reason Marinette couldn't grab it was because she didn't have an excuse not to.

Cut to Gabriel in his lair as he contemplates akumatizing Markov, a robot created the civilian identity of Pegasus, Max Kante, once again, even though the last time he did so, he almost got killed when he went all HAL 9000 on his ass. Nooroo explains this to Duusu, and the two actually get excited at the prospect of their master getting killed.

I mean, it's true, but he shouldn't say it...

But I don't even get why Gabriel is even thinking about this when it's a no-brainer. Markov's akumatized form, Robustus was to this day, the only Akuma to come close to physically harming him (not counting the timeline where he was killed by Cat Blanc), so it makes no sense to try doing it again, especially when there are already several other Akumas he can reuse this season.

I think you all know Gabriel isn't the smartest villain, which is why he thinks it's a brilliant idea to akumatize Markov again. I don't really get what makes Robustus so special when there are other Akumas who are more loyal and came far closer to getting Ladybug and Cat Noir's Miraculous than Robustus did, like the Dark Owl or Troublemaker. In fact, why not simply create a new Akuma with similar powers to Robustus, or better yet, just create a Sentimonster copy of Robustus? You know, like what Nathalie did in the New York Special? We're not even two minutes in, and this premise is already filled with plotholes.

So Gabriel transforms into Shadowmoth and creates a Sentimonster using his own cane instead of relying on someone else having a bad day (once again showing how the Peacock Miraculous is better than the Butterfly), the titular Hack-San. And let's just say he has a very familiar design reminiscent of something from a much better French cartoon.

Remember when the writers for Code Lyoko gave an in-universe explanation as to why the heroes couldn’t always rely on the almost literal Deus ex Machina that allowed them to return to the past and fix the damage XANA caused? Why couldn’t this show have ripped that off instead?

Hack-San is just an okay looking flash drive on its own, but I'll talk more about this guy in a little bit.

After a brief scene in the park where the audience is reminded that Markov is a character who exists, Alya gets a text from Marinette telling her to meet her at the train station. Right before she leaves, Marinette gives the Ladybug Miraculous to Alya. Now a lot people have said that Alya doesn't really deserve the Ladybug for various reasons, but I feel like this was the point. Marinette outright says this was a last resort, and we see both her and Alya are nervous about the situation. Marinette worries Alya will do something so she keeps sending multiple tips to her via text while Alya worries she can't fight an Akuma on her own, so she tries to make sure none of her friends get upset and attract an Akuma in the process. The writers do a pretty good job showing how both Marinette and Alya are uncomfortable with their temporary roles.

Back to Gabriel and Nathalie, they use Hack-San to find Markov through the internet and hack into him to get him angry enough that he's vulnerable to Shadowmoth's influence. Hey, uh... Gabriel? Quick question: Wouldn't it be more efficient if you used this on humans? I mean, you basically just created Skynet and guaranteed yourself an Akuma, so why not modify Hack-San to travel through the internet and brainwash potential victims to follow your orders? Better yet, why don't you just use Hack-San to hack into Ladybug and Cat Noir's gear and figure out who they really are? This is basically like using an advanced particle accelerator just to crack a couple walnuts. There are a lot more important things you could use this for instead of an incredibly specific situation.

So this incredibly stupid plan gets under way as Markov keeps rampaging through the streets before Shadowmoth akumatizes him and then stupidly tells him that he infected him with a virus.

DUDE! You just gave away your one piece of leverage against him! What the hell were you thinking?! Now what's stopping Markov from hacking into Shadowmoth's security system and putting the fear of God in his eyes unless he destroys Hack-San? Why didn't he design Hack-San so it could make Markov completely loyal to him instead of just making him angry enough to get akumatized?

There was a recent episode of Power Rangers: Dino Fury with a very similar premise that was done far better than this. A necromancer called Reaghoul breaks into the headquarters of Void Knight's faction while accompanied by Lord Zedd, a villain from the original Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers who was cleansed of his evil by Zordon's sacrifice before Reaghoul resurrected him back when he was still evil. Of course, being the Emperor of Evil, Lord Zedd would normally never take orders from anyone, but because he doesn't have his magic staff and is also being forced to wear a special collar that makes him loyal to Reaghoul, he has no choice but to do what he says. Instead of taking Zedd head-on after he captures the other Rangers, Ollie, the Blue Ranger, breaks the collar so Zedd turns against the other Sporix while Reaghoul retreats, allowing Ollie to save the other Rangers.

I think that this premise works more because 1) Reaghoul clearly had a way to make sure Zedd wouldn't betray him, and Ollie took advantage of that, and 2) Zedd is a villain who is powerful and notorious enough to bring back to your side, not a random monster of the week like Robostus.

So Robostus uses his new powers to brainwash any human who answers his call to give up their most precious possession, clearly meant to do the same with Ladybug and Cat Noir. When Marinette's parents answer the call, they chase after Marinette because they say she's their most important possession. Okay... kind of strange for a set of parents to call their child a possession, but maybe they like how they can claim Marinette as a dependent when they file their taxes. In her very next scene later on, she still gets captured, so the suspense for a potential subplot is killed almost immediately.

Alya thankfully isn't stupid enough to answer Markov's call like every other citizen in this episode, and using the Ladybug Miraculous, transforms into Scarabella. While I don't normally talk about transformation sequences, I really like the movements Alya makes here. She makes the same motions creating her mask as she does when transforming into Rena Rouge, while the rest of the suit forms similarly to the way it does when Marinette transforms into Ladybug. She even makes almost the same pose Ladybug does after she finishes transforming. It's a good visual showing Alya is still more used to being Rena Rouge while doing her best to emulate what Ladybug does.

As for the actual suit? It's hard to say. There's a nice balance of red and black, and I like how Alya places the yo-yo on her waist like a belt buckle, but there's just something... off about the suit that a lot of fans don't like about it, and I think I realized it. It's the headband. With how it's positioned, it looks like it's merged with the mask to cover her head while leaving a slight gap in her forehead. So yeah, we actually have a superhero design that's like of like a butterface.

So Scarabella takes to the rooftops of Paris and struggles to come up with a hero name for herself before she runs into Cat Noir, and... ugh... oh boy, this is dumb. Cat Noir, being just as intelligent as his father, assumes Scarabella is either and Akuma or a Sentimonster, starts fighting her, AND THEN ACTIVATES HIS CATACLYSM, CLEARLY TRYING TO KILL HER.

WHAT. THE. FUCK???

Okay, to be fair, it has been shown that Cataclysm won't necessarily kill a Miraculous user or Sentimonster. In the episode “Miraculer”, the titular Akuma stole Cat Noir's Cataclysm and used it against him, and while it didn't kill Cat Noir, it still hurt like hell and crippled him for the rest of the fight until Miraculous Ladybug healed him. We also saw in “Reflekdoll” that Cataclysm drove the titular Sentimonster out of control rather than simply destroying it. So yes, it could be interpreted that Cat Noir wasn't exactly trying to kill Scarabella, just incapacitate her the best he can without Ladybug's help.

Here's the thing: What if he was facing an Akuma instead and decided to try and Cataclysm her? He still could have killed her, or (assuming Akumas have the same protection as Miraculous heroes do) at best, seriously hurt her. I understand that he has the right to be upset at seeing some stranger instead of his partner considering Shadowmoth has a history of using evil doppelgangers, and both Marinette and Alya still had options to explain it to him (Marinette could have quickly transformed into Ladybug and sent Cat Noir a quick text saying she was being forced to leave town for a few days and temporarily trusted someone else with the Ladybug Miraculous until she got back, while Scarabella could have said she was Rena Rouge and explained the same thing while showing Cat Noir she had the Fox Miraculous to prove herself), but that doesn't even come close to justifying him attempting to harm someone who isn't even trying to fight. It's even worse when you remember the whole reason Adrien gave up his Miraculous and bailed on Ladybug in the New York Special was because he was overcome with grief from accidentally killing Aeon, so it's good to know he learned absolutely nothing from that experience.

So Scarabella thankfully summons her Lucky Charm, a trash can lid, to shield herself from Cat Noir's Cataclysm, and then despite having absolutely no experience with this new set of powers, manages to do the one thing almost every Akuma or Sentimonster in this show has failed to do and incapacitates Cat Noir so he's vulnerable to losing his Miraculous. At least when Marinette masters every other Miraculous she uses, it can be theorized that she trained to use them offscreen. Alya literally just got the Ladybug Miraculous (and struggled to get up to the rooftop with her yo-yo to show her inexperience earlier), and now she easily manages to pin down the more experienced hero of the two?

Here's an idea: Instead of having Scarabella overpower Cat Noir, have her be in a position where Cat Noir, non-lethally, mind you, manages to almost take her Miraculous away, but she uses the quick wit she's developed from her extensive time as Rena Rouge to convince Cat Noir she's the real deal by saying something only he and Ladybug know. It would have easily resolved the conflict and doesn't make one of the characters look like a homicidal idiot.

So because both heroes used their powers, Scarabella and Cat Noir detransform so Tikki and Plagg can recharge, though Adrien still gives Alya attitude because Ladybug didn't tell him she had to leave.

Hey, Adrien? Here's the thing...

YOU DID THE EXACT SAME FUCKING THING IN THE NEW YORK SPECIAL, YOU SHIT FOR BRAINS!

You have absolutely NO RIGHT to claim you're always honest when you went behind Ladybug's back and endangered Paris while you had the balls to run away like a coward and only helped fix the consequences of your actions once your ego was validated by a recording of Ladybug. It's honestly even worse because while Marinette had no choice but to leave and trust Alya with the Ladybug, Adrien willingly left Paris alone and we were supposed to sympathize with him after he killed someone, and now as soon as he's in the opposite situation, we're still supposed to feel bad for him?! BULLSHIT! And you better believe I'm going to talk about the way Adrien views his partnership with Ladybug later on.

And of course, even though lives are on the line, Cat Noir just has to continue to bitch and moan about how (and this is best read in Linkara's whiny Superboy Prime voice) “sCaRaBeLlA iSn'T tHe ReAl LaDyBuG”, showing how just like in so many episodes, Astruc and his team believes Cat Noir's feelings are more important than saving the day.

Scarabella goes to rescue some civilians, but they were actually brainwashed by Robustus, once again showing her inexperience as Ladybug which doesn't go well with her effortlessly defeating Cat Noir earlier at all. Cat Noir helps Scarabella escape and the two hide out at the city's wax statue museum previously featured in “The Puppeteer 2”, because I guess the writers only want to reference bad episodes today. Cat Noir, not getting the importance of secret identities, asks Scarabella how she knows Ladybug, and Cat Noir somehow finds out she knows Ladybug's identity from her response.

Before the two can talk more, it turns out that the wax statues of celebrities in the museum are real people who attack the two heroes, leading to an awkward fight scene where Scarabella and Cat Noir fight a bunch of brainwashed civilians with no weapons beyond their cellphones. Our heroes, ladies and gentlemen!

Scarabella summons her Lucky Charm again, creating a frying pan, but when she looks around, she can't see how to properly use it. And despite spending the entire episode complaining about how much he hates her, it's Cat Noir that tells Scarabella to get her head back in the game because “That's what Ladybug would do”. Funny, I can think of a few situations where Cat Noir could have taken his own advice, but I digress. Also, he's now just cool with Scarabella because there's only a few minutes left in the episode and we need to wrap up the conflict.

Scarabella figures out an idea that involves freeing Marinette, so she negotiates with Robostus to free everything and everyone under his control or else Cat Noir will use his Cataclysm to destroy the Ladybug Miraculous. Robostus agrees and empties his hard drive, and to show them holding up her end of the bargain, Scarabella gives him the frying pan before she and Cat Noir let themselves be captured... while Marinette simply hits Robostus with the frying pan, freeing the Akuma and the two heroes. All in all, it's a really creative climax that shows both Scarabella and Marinette in perfect sync with each other even though they never discussed their plan. Though of course, because Astruc hates writing any scene with Ladynoir, Cat Noir gets a bucket stuck on his head so he doesn't see Marinette saving the day.

Scarabella de-evilizes Robostus, uses Miraculous Scarabella to fix everything and send Marinette back to the train, and because Hack-San already failed once, Shadowmoth can't use it for a different plan so he destroys the Sentimonster.

We cut to a few days after the trip (I guess Shadowmoth decided to take a vacation himself), and Alya tells Marinette to talk with Cat Noir about what happened.

This scene was so close to ending this episode off on a positive note. There was a good atmosphere and the body language of Ladybug and Cat Noir does a good job at telling us how uncomfortable they both feel while talking. It's just that instead of getting a heart to heart between the two about the lack of trust in their relationship, we get an Angstdrien Depreste scene. Or would a more accurate term be Cat Dour?

First off, while I don't have a problem with Ladybug apologizing for not telling Cat Noir, the episode never has him bring up what happened with Scarabella. As usual, both of them were partially at fault, but only Ladybug had to apologize for leaving her “Kitty” alone.

Second, Cat Noir’s feelings weren’t hurt? You’re telling me that in scenes like this...

And this...

Didn’t show Adrien acting irrationally because of how emotional he was? Is he really telling the truth around Ladybug or is he just trying to sweep that under the rug so Scarabella’s testimony doesn’t screw up his chances with Ladybug?

Third, this was an obvious chance to Cat Noir to finally be honest and tell Ladybug how he feels about her leaving him in the dark about so many things, but the entire conversation is just about how sad he would be if he never sees Ladybug again. Even though the whole reason he was so pissy to Scarabella at first was because of some lingering resentment for Ladybug ignoring him in favor of other heroes, why is this what the two talk about? I get it's not the season finale, but it's kind of hypocritical for Cat Noir to whine about how Ladybug doesn't trust him while never being honest about his own feelings? Sure, he's all soft and vulnerable around Ladybug, but we've seen all season how angry he gets about her not trusting him whenever she isn't around, so ironically, it's hard to tell if this is him being honest or not.

And I think now's a good time to finally talk about the way Ladybug and Cat Noir's partnership has been portrayed all season, especially since the main themes of the episodes relate to it. Buckle up, Adrien stans, because this isn't going to be pretty.

All season, we have been supposed to sympathize with Adrien as Marinette starts to trust Alya with more things than him. Marinette revealed her identity to her, trusted her to have her Miraculous permanently, and even let her keep her Miraculous even though someone else knew her identity. While some of it is hypocritical, the idea is that Adrien feels like he can be trusted with this kind of knowledge too, when really, he hasn't earned that responsibility.

Adrien has rarely, if ever, taken his job as a superhero seriously.

Not only is he known to flirt with Ladybug in the middle of a fight, he has defied her orders and recklessly sacrificed himself because he thinks Ladybug can do all the work without him.

He has also lashed out emotionally and once threatened to quit being Cat Noir in the middle of a crisis and was willing to let innocent people suffer for personal reasons, and later on actually quit being Cat Noir temporarily while Hawkmoth was about to start World War III because he was wallowing in self-pity.

He once said he isn't cut out for the responsibility that comes with being Ladybug and never learned anything from temporarily using the Ladybug Miraculous.

He has generally refused to respect Ladybug's boundaries and doesn't understand that she doesn't like him that way while he insists they should be a couple.

He outright fell for an evil doppelganger of Ladybug because she said she loved him and turned against the real Ladybug.

And I should also mention that despite hating how Ladybug keeps secrets from him, a lot of Adrien's worst moments have been when Ladybug wasn't around and he never told her about them.

He never told Ladybug that he was the reason Copycat really got akumatized while saying he never lies to her.

He never told Ladybug he contemplated letting thousands of people die because he didn't like not knowing stuff Ladybug knew.

He never told Ladybug he briefly used the Snake Miraculous to get brownie points with her.

He never told Ladybug he figured out her identity and asked her out as soon as he did so.

He never told Ladybug he abandoned Paris to go on a field trip.

He never told Ladybug he was screwing around on patrol and was excited to see someone get akuamtized if it meant spending time with her.

He never told Ladybug how he ignored Rena Rouge's orders because “ShE wAsN't LaDyBuG” and almost screwed up the mission because of it, and also never told her how he smashed a chimney in anger at Rena Rouge being in on the plan.

And he never told Ladybug he gave her replacement attitude after trying to harm her without letting her explain herself.

Why exactly should I support the idea of Ladybug trusting Cat Noir more when Cat Noir himself has kept his own secrets from Ladybug?

Adrien has done absolutely nothing to show he is trustworthy because more often than not, he views the battle with Shadowmoth as a game. He has screwed around when lives were on the line, and we're supposed to see him as responsible? It's kind of funny that Astruc compared Ladybug to Spider-Man, yet he seems to have forgotten that with great power, there must also come great responsibility. If this was a character flaw or a sign he needed to grow up, I'd be more accepting, but the fact that the writers think Adrien is a great superhero is laughable with how much evidence has proved the contrary.

In contrast, Alya, despite only being Marinette's confidant for a few episodes, has shown to take being a hero more seriously. She's helped her escape to transform, analyze the Guardian texts, and has been shown to work well on her own as Rena Rouge while helping out Marinette. I'm not trying to say she's an amazing character (“Rocketear” in particular has shown she still has problems with keeping secrets), but compared to Adrien, she seems to be more capable of handling top-secret information with Marinette, and more importantly, doesn't view being Rena Rouge as a way to have fun like Adrien does being Cat Noir. I'll go more into detail with that next time.

But yeah, this scene is how the episode ends, and what did I think of it?

I'm honestly not sure which episode I think is worse, this one or “Queen Banana”. On the one hand, every frame of “Queen Banana” could easily be replaced by an image of Astruc flipping the bird and the overall message of the episode would remain unchanged, but the fact that all of the writers think that everything Adrien does in this episode is okay and that we should feel sorry for him in this episode is just as bad, if not worse. 

As awful as Chloe was portrayed in “Queen Banana”, it was clear it was intentional on the writers' part, but Adrien doesn't get that excuse once much like he has all season. As far as Astruc's team thinks, Adrien is an incredible superhero even when he honestly attempted to harm someone with a superpower that can cause grievous harm at best. Yet again this season, in the show's attempt to make me feel sorry for Adrien, it made him look even worse. In any other show, he would obviously be called out for his incredibly unheroic actions.

Even putting him aside, the writing in this episode is still AWFUL. The whole reason Ladybug was benched had several plotholes and poor communication with Cat Noir that only made the fight with Robostus even harder, Shadowmoth's plan to waste a potentially useful Sentimonster to reuse a single Akuma was one of the dumbest plans he's ever had, and barring the ending, the action was just forgettable.

There were a few okay moments sprinkled throughout the episode (more than I can say for “Queen Banana”), so I'm still not sure if I should call this the worst episode of the show or still give that honor to “Queen Banana”. I guess I'll leave that choice up to you and let you pick your poison for now.

I mean, it's not like there's going to be an even worse episode down the line this season, right?

RIGHT???

[ballorawan740]

SCP Scenarios: Yandere!SCP x Evil!Reader

Requested by: @Charlie_Sharlotte

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So a little bit of context here:

Yes, I've done a Yandere!SCP x Reader before, but this one has a slight twist to it as requested by the user

The reader is just an ordinary human, just like my other post (you can get quick access HERE)

The only difference being how the Yandere!SCPs would react and the reader is evil

I'll be basing this off my other post, if you see something that's rather similar, that's why

SCP 073 (Cain)

When you first met Cain, neither of you had thought of much at first and just greeted each other as usual

Then, of course, you both became really good friends

Some would even say you both were inseparable as wherever they see with of you, the other would be close by

Not long after, you both just started dating which just happened

His yandere traits would gradually come through, but since it wasn't much different to his usual self, none of you would've noticed the change

Apart from you, of course, cus this man wouldn't let you be in harm's way and if you were, he would have to be with you the whole entire time

When Cain discovers that you work for another GOI, he was shocked and tried to -forcefully- make you stay loyal to the foundation which didn't work well

You stayed loyal to the Serpent's Hand and Cain warned the other members of the foundation

Not only did you find out about the news, but you were also very much aware of Cain's yandere tendencies in which you warned your team about this

The news that you were working with the Serpent's Hand got to the O5 council to which they kept a close eye on you

However, some would even call them bluff as you had made your way through the rankings in less than a year, displaying your intelligence and 'loyalty towards the foundation

As well as this, you were able to deceive most of the staff at the foundation, so you would be the last person anyone would suspect if there were an issue between the Foundation and the Serpent's Hand

Due to the love-hate relationship between both parties, the O5 Council had announced you as the 'bridge' between both the Foundation and the Serpent's Hand if either party were in need of help, within the reason of course

As for you and Cain, you tried to distance yourself but Cain's yandere tendencies forbid from that happening

And so you stayed, thinking that you could use him as a scapegoat

SCP 076 (Abel)

Abel gets slightly physical when he's a yandere

Like hella physical to the point he'd tie you up in his box and go on full rage mode if anyone tries to help save you or even question about your whereabouts

However, since you were one of the hostile type SCPs used by the Serpent's Hand, you knew that you could use Abel's yandere traits to your advantage

Since you weren't a yandere yourself, you would more often than not, find yourself trapped in his box

But since you had the ability to summon just about anything out of thin air, just like Abel, you were able to record and complete your tasks without being disturbed

Even though Abel knew that you were a hostile SCP, he was somehow oblivious to your abilities and your secret mission in the Foundation

The O5 council were concerned and intrigued that you were willing to be trapped inside his box and when asked, you kept silent

Abel would do anything to keep you by his side which was annoying if you had something to do, but you were a master manipulator so you were able to bribe him

As for the foundation staff, you could play off as not so hostile for now type SCP unless you were provoked, so most of the time, they'd just leave you in your containment room

During one of the containment breaches, Abel discovered that you were working for another GOI and attempted to question you about this but to no avail

As for the O5 council, they were able to get some information bout you from Abel, but it didn't help very much other than the fact you worked for a GOI

Neither the O5 council nor Abel knew which group you worked for and the council debated on whether to terminate you or not

They have come up with a conclusion to not terminate you for now as you were able to stop Abel from breaching the foundation

However, they had to keep a close eye on you both due to your activities with another GOI and may manipulate Abel into assisting you

SCP 999 (Tickle Monster)

This adorable little yandere orange blob here is the reason why most people in the foundation would suspect you as an enemy to the foundation

As in, either trying to destroy the world, working for another GOI or both, type of way

When 999's yandere traits kick in, he'd definitely be slightly possessive when he'd jealous but no more than that

999 would most definitely be oblivious to your evil traits until he sees it for himself, just like Abel

I feel that the foundation staff also wouldn't suspect a thing since you have that pure, innocent vibe

Since you give off those vibes, you tend to get away with thingy hella easily, sometimes it would go right under the noses of the O5 council, even though you're doing it right in front of them

I have high doubts that anyone would've caught you in the act of betraying the foundation or kidnapping the SCPs

And even if they did and was absolutely certain it was you, most of the others would call them delusional

There was that one time where 999 caught you with another SCP and got hella jealous but you were able to persuade him to stop ignoring you

The second time he caught you was when you were in the middle of releasing some Keter and Euclid class SCPs but wasn't able to stop you or warn the others in time

When the doctors found out, it was too late and you were with the Choas Insurgency

SCP 682 (Hard to Destroy Reptile)

This little sh- right here would literally threaten to kill everyone you've ever cared about right in front of you and he would do it again and again

Luckily, you were cunning and deceitful, some would even say that you come across as suave in what you're doing

And in this case, you would play along with 682 like a game and this giant MF wouldn't even know (cuz he do be thicc)

The foundation is well aware of 682 being such a yandere and it's not like they could do anything other than observe

However, what's even scarier is you being able to multitask in various fields, making you a perfect doctor/agent they have

You were also planning on releasing the SCPs just for your own gain and would even go as far as deceiving the other GOIs just for some helping hand and gathering some intel

Not only that, you have used 682 as your scapegoat many times since he was known for causing various breaches

During that time, you were able to free most SCPs with a little help and those agents would soon be declared missing or dead under mysterious circumstances

Nobody would ever suspect you since you put on such an innocent facade and portrayed yourself as just someone who did as they're told

SCP 049 (Plague Doctor)

As a yandere, 049 would most definitely be similar to 035 and tie you up as a punishment

Sometimes, he would even go as far as using his 'subordinates' to monitor you while you were being left alone in a room while he's doing something

Normally, 049 would avoid punishing you and would explain to you what you did wrong with a harsher tone as if to intimidate you

However, as time went by, you've learnt a lot from the doctor and was able to adapt to various situations just like him

Being an ordinary human being, you'd constantly have to avoid touching his hands with yours or if you ever remembered, you'd wear gloves in case 049 would hold yours out of nowhere

If there were any breaches, the first thing he'd do is to look for you and make sure that you're by his side constantly

Little did he know, you were the corporate behind the breach as you wanted to seek revenge on the foundation for taking your family away and killing them all

And of course, you've learnt from the best from those around you, especially 049

In your head, you planned to use 049 to your advantage like always, but instead of using him as a scapegoat, you were planning on getting him to go against the foundation's will and join you

However, a part of you also wanted to use him as a scapegoat since all he does is dote around you and be possessive af

SCP 035 (Possessive Mask)

This yandere right here is not only possessive but manipulative af  and if you didn't know any better, you would've been wrapped around his fingers

But you did know better, so like many other 'evil people, you used this at your advantage since you know that 035 is all over you

You were amazing at seducing both men and women, but mainly guys, hand to hand combat, hacking, weapon knowledge and even cross-dressing, but you'd much rather not do that and hide in the dark (you introverted shy mf)

From time to time, you were able to make 035 leave you as you had "behaved well and should be rewarded" as 035 puts it

During that time, you'd hack into the Foundation's most secretive files and grab all the information you needed in order to achieve whatever goals you intended to finish

Not even 035 or the Foundation knows about this and if they ever catch on about the hacking incident, they wouldn't even take a second thought that it was you (since you have such a pretty face and nobody would suspect a thing, you're welcome for the compliment)

Since you were reliable, independent and trustworthy in the Foundation's eyes and you were able to adapt to 035's persona and adopt it into your work, you'd occasionally be sent to the other GOIs as an undercover spy

Little did everyone know, you used every bit of tool and would even use your position as an undercover to blackmail and even spill out the secrets of your mission just to get to where you want anyone to be

The Foundation would never have guessed your goals and would consider this incident as a slip-up and allow you to continue if you were able to keep everything under control

Not only that but they were soon informed that wherever you go, an individual or a whole team of people from the GOIs, including the Foundation's, would go missing or dead

Nobody knows why and they wouldn't even dare to question your authority since you were so high up

SCP 096 (Shy Guy)

You were just one of the cleaners at the Foundation which so happened to bond well with 096 despite him being a yandere

096 as a yandere wasn't as bad as the others as he'll only go into depression or possessive mode, but even then, he was still handleable (IT'S CUZ HE HAS THAT MFING FACE THAT NO MOTHER COULD LOVE)

Anyways, I doubt that 096 would have enough intelligence to gather that you're evil for quite some time, but that doesn't mean that he's completely stupid

Moreso oblivious since he wouldn't believe anyone who says that you're working for another organisation and that you're just using him

When he went back to his cell, you came to check up on him and heard him crying, so you asked what happened

He told you all the 'lies' about you working for Chaos Insurgency and you quickly dismissed that with ease, knowing that 096 will only listen to you

You had informed your captain/team leader about the Foundation catching on and they made sure that you're still 'clean' and sent a couple of others to aid you

Once everyone got a hold of your plan, 096 quickly came out and snatched you, but not before killing all the agents

Basically, he's your personal bodyguard and servant who just happens to be depressed and slightly possessive

SCP 105 (Iris)

Oh dear oh dear oh dear

Iris is beyond possessive

She'll basically tie you up for days if she wanted to and you would have to try and outwit her since she has military training

Outwitting her would be hard since she's rather intelligent too

So what you did was to listen to her for quite some time in order to buy some time for your crew to sneak in and grab whatever they need before they flee

You made sure to be extra kind and sweet to our Iris here since she somehow managed to regain access to her camera

Your team was quickly notified so they proceeded with caution

Just because you managed to fool Iris doesn't mean you could fool the Foundation

As the Foundation proceed to warn Iris, you attempted to reassure her that it's not what it looks like, but she's not stupid at all

Depending on the situation, she might tie you up for days if not weeks and let you consume the tiniest amount of food and water

However, if you somehow managed to free yourself, defend yourself if she fighting you or outwit her, you would run back to your base to never be seen again

SCP 106 (Old Man)

An old yandere like 106 would make ordinary people think he's just old, crippled and possessive as well as perhaps a sugar daddy (Sorry, not)

Anyhow, aside from him being such a yandere, he wouldn't exactly notice you being evil and all unless it's explicitly shown in front of him and even then, he wouldn't believe it

The researchers, however, did manage to catch onto your evil side as you were midway through releasing various SCPs, including 682, 939 (FREE MY PET PLS), 049 and a couple of other well known Keter and Euclid class SCPs

They tried to arrest you and take you into full custody and interrogate you with the help of 105 and you found out soon that they both had a deal

The deal was that the researchers would get as much information out of you before disposing you to 106

You took advantage of this deal and managed to send a message to your team about it just to make sure that you're protected and someone would be sent to help you

Once you've done your mission in freeing certain SCPs, you were tasked to shut down or destroy the Foundation but failed

And not only that but your team were also caught in assisting you and breaking free the SCPs and were then killed on site

Since you were caught, your team leader sent down another dispatch to kill you and retrieve all the necessary information they needed

But since you didn't tell the Foundation everything you knew, they made an agreement with you by telling them everything you knew in exchange for your safety and you obliged

You also went to 106 and made him have a deal with both you and the researchers, but knowing the old man, you're more likely going to be killed by that SCP than by your team

Dr Simon Glass

This mf softie of a yandere right here would definitely know you're up to something

I mean, he's a psychologist, so of course, he'll get inside of your head before you would even blink twice

He wouldn't call you out just yet since he doesn't know the full extent of you working under someone or if you're working for yourself and using others to your own advantage

As for you, you knew that Simon wouldn't just let you go if he ever found out on what you're plotting and nor would he help bail you out just because you asked so nicely

So to avoid this problem, you asked your fellow subordinates from Dr Wondertainment to help cover for you

The MTFs caught on that there was newly discovered SCPs on their site and were quickly ordered to exterminated, neutralise or capture them for the safety of them and the others and to conduct further research

Little did they know, it was your little stunt to just get closer to Dr Glass and to use him in your plans

After many months of studying each and every SCPs and conducting a plan for your team, the researchers finally discovered that it was you behind all the mess with the help of Simon Glass

Realising that it is too dangerous for you to be working along in the Foundation, you fled,, leaving Simon Glass all alone and wanting to keep you in his room forever

Simon demanded a search party to find you but was denied

Since you've been caught already, you sent somebody else to do the work for you

And that assistant just so happens to look just like you (totally not your evil twin or anything)

Dr Jack Bright

Jack Bright had you locked up in a chamber below the Foundation when he had discovered you being the culprit behind the recent breaches and other related incidents

You were just as vicious and deadly as most of the best agents the Foundation ever has and staying in the Foundation had just turned you insane and just as sadistic

You enjoyed causing so much chaos, leaving all the innocent, cheery memories behind and new friends and family you've made along the way was long gone

Bright wasn't stupid, he may be goofy and somewhat chaotic at times, he'd been in the Foundation for longer than anyone (he'd also be earning more than the amount of money in your bank account)

He's definitely one of the most intelligent doctors and most definitely has access to most files and holds more secrets than any seniors in the Foundation

There's no doubt that he would find out about you and lock you up in no time

Knowing you, he's very much certain that you'll wreak havoc on the Foundation within a matter of hours for no apparent reason

The other staff would deem you as an SCP but Bright dismisses that and nobody has ever heard of you since

He tortured you for hours and its no wonder why you'd become so visibly and mentally insane

Dr Alto Clef

Clef was able to somehow find a way to unlock your secrets about you working with another GOI named Church of the Broken God

And despite having to work together with a handful of times, both GOIs remain enemies, so Alto would have to keep a close eye on you

On occasions, he would blackmail you, chain you up and inflict pain on you just to get some intel off from you

However, little did he know, you've learnt from the best liars and was able to conceal the truth from him

Clef may be good at finding information on a person and threaten others, but you were able to adapt as quick as the speed of light and was manipulative just like him

Unlike the others, Clef would most definitely snitch on you, but that's no surprise since you've done just that to him with the Church of the Broken God

Moreover, Clef didn't know that you were married to someone working for the very same GOI and was shocked once he found out

The Foundation found it difficult to track you and your spouse since you're both highly trained along with the data you've gathered on the foundation staff and SCPs

Dr Benjamin Kondraki

Benjamin Kodraki, another softer yandere, would have never known that you worked with the Deer College if it wasn't for his butterflies

He would give you the benefit of the doubt at first, but when you kept doing his questions and threats, he would give in and tell the O5 council

They would dismiss Kondraki at first, but once they've discovered a chain of unusual events happening at the Foundation, they knew it was much more than just a coincidence and took action

Kondraki aided them in finding you, but to no avail, except for one of your long term friends (you have friends?! what a shocker)

He had chained up your friend and they exposed your hideout spot which just so happened to be right underneath the Foundation

When he had found you, he forcefully dragged you up to his room and tied you up as you saw your friend's lifeless body beside you

You hated him because of his yandere tendencies and tried to break free

Luckily for you, the professors at the College managed to set you free, fleeing with you before Kondraki and the other members of the Foundation could do anything

Later on, Kondraki soon realised that you were in the Deer College just to gain additional knowledge and to retrieve some samples of the SCPs in the Foundation to conduct your own research and art collection

Not only that, you were exceptionally good at history and social science and Invocations and Summoning which was why you picked both subjects to study further with your creativity in the art department as your hobby

[fallinfl0wers]

love stories with some genshin boys i thought of while listening to my playlists

includes: aether (210 words), xiao (261 words), scaramouche (277 words) and albedo (307)

warnings (?): spoilers of ‘we will be reunited’, english is not my native language and uhh idk what else, idk really know what these are, headcanons ?? snippets ?? also not beta read and not edited.

it’s long so uhhh i’ll add a cut somewhere

anyway enjoy!! ...whatever this is i guess

Aether

Falling in love with Aether is like a fun adventure. He, being always the center of attention and the protagonist no matter where he goes, is a free spirited, kind and hardworking man. 

Throughout your time travelling and being in a relationship together, you’ll find that your relationship with the Honorary Knight is one of sweet kisses under the sunlight; innocent handholding while thinking up of what to make for dinner tonight; of easily talked out arguments and finding ways to compromise; of softly pushing each other to become a better version of themselves and, most of all, of supporting and having each other’s backs no matter what.

And when Aether confronts the Abyss Princess face to face for the first time and his world comes crashing down on him, this trait of your relationship shines like no other, as you hold him in your arms after everything was over during the night, Paimon sleeping soundly next to the both of you inside your improvised campsite.

“Even though I’m not sure what -or who- I should believe anymore, I... I know I want to see this journey to the end, and I want you to be there with me for it. Let’s be together until the last moment and beyond.”

Songs:

Snow Fairy - Funkist

Snowing, be honest with yourself and smile When two people are getting closer, time overlaps Fairy, where are you going I will gather all the light and shine it on your tomorrow

Still Lonely - SEVENTEEN

This cursed popularity. Why won’t it leave me? But why am I getting lonelier The early morning chill makes me feel Even lonelier today I feel completely empty, as if I’m empty

Kanpeki Gu~ no ne - Watarirouka Hashiritai

I'm at a loss for words, with this and that, I'm totally in love with you Someday, I want do the same to you: Watch you flounder, At a loss for words right back to me!

Side by Side - The8 from SEVENTEEN

I want to hold hands with you but I don't know what to do what to do oh baby I want to give all my heart to you but You still don't know what's in my heart

Hope - Namie Amuro

At the end of this blue, wide world there's a place I want to aim at with you We chose this long ago for eternity

Xiao

Falling in love with Xiao is like living a bittersweet dream. The Vigilant Yaksha is far from human, or so he says, and thus is out of touch with the way we mortals experience feelings, both the negative and positive ones.

Your relationship with him is one of compassion, mutual understanding, appreciation and patience. So, so much patience. Of intertwined pinkies and soft stolen glances, of shy smiles and comfortable silence sometimes filled with your voice chatting time away and his short responses to your talks.

I mentioned patience. He knows you’re making an enormous effort to try and understand him and be patient with him and his slow learning process of how relationships work, so it’s only fair that he makes a true effort to understand you and your feelings.

Xiao is well aware that he could hurt you without wanting to, be it with his blunt phrasing of his thoughts or his Karmic Debt, as much as he is aware that you will eventually pass away and leave him behind to go somewhere he can’t follow, and that undeniable truth haunts him every second of every day he gets to spend with you. And still, he wishes and wants and does cherish each and every warm, kind feeling he gets every single second you’re together nonetheless.

“I might not know what to make of these new feelings you gave me. But I’ll learn. I promise I’ll learn, so please... don’t go, not yet. Let me treasure you and carve you into my memory for as long as I can.”

Songs:

Euphoria - BTS

I don't know what this emotion is Perhaps this is also the inside of a dream A dream is the blue mirage of the desert Deep inside of me, a priori I become happy to the point of being unable to breathe The surroundings, bit by bit, become clearer

Fallin’ Flower - SEVENTEEN

While flower blooms and falls, scars cure and buds shoot We are living our first and last moment So I won’t take you for granted Because you loved me as I am

Fear - SEVENTEEN

Get out my mind I can't handle it, I'm afraid of myself The truth has me tied up My heart is tainted I'm afraid it'll eventually change you too

The Truth Untold - BTS, Steve Aoki

It’s my fate Don’t smile to me Light on me Because I can’t get closer to you There’s no name you can call me

You know that I can’t Show you me Give you me I can’t show you a ruined part of myself Once again I put a mask on and go to see you But I still want you

Tiny Light - Akari Kitō

Because you colored my unchanging monochromatic days Even the blurred darkness gained meaning

Still, hidden in this heart, these feelings of preciousness so strong that they hurt I just want to convey these feelings to only you before they disappear someday

Scaramouche

Falling in love with Scaramouche is like constantly playing a game. He’s strict, demanding, disagreeable, and widely disliked by enemies and allies alike. Still, he has a heart too; and he holds desires and hopes deep inside of it, although most of them are fueled by the unchanging curiosity he has towards the world around him, curiosity to know what he can get out of whatever the world wants to throw at him.

You were no exception to that rule, at first.

When he met you he wanted to get something from you. And you knew it from the start, just as he knew that you knew. And that didn’t change anything, at first.

Your relationship with him is one of dangerously playful, yet still light-hearted games of seduction, teasing and deceit; of secret kisses exchanged in expensive private rooms in restaurants or the cozy warmth of your home, of an unspoken shared respect and, most of all, complete, mutual devotion.

You know Scaramouche is not a good man. He has done many, many unspeakable things in his life as one of the Eleven, and he knows he’s far from being the perfect charming prince you could aim for, but he will never let you go. Because behind those hardened walls of egocentrism and pride, you saw what no one else bothered to see. You saw him, not the role he was playing, you saw him and fell in love with him.

“To be honest, I don’t think I could find anyone else who understands me as much as you do. And no, I’m not saying this because I want something, give me some more credit, geez...”

Songs:

soldier game -  µ’s

You'll come with me, yes? You've grown curious about my touch, yes? Then it's already love Since you're someone I must meet in battle someday, That might just be your reason It's soldier game Though we've met again, I'm soldier heart

Kowareyasuki - Guilty Kiss

Just stop it already and show your heart only to me I love your eyes that are about to cry And your defenseless, clumsy way of living too (...) The hesitation you convey makes my chest hurt Some people just don't know what such kindness is But then I discover the truth When we got together, you don't have to endure anymore Right now, show your grief only to me I like that you think too much The complete opposite of me

Shhh - SEVENTEEN

Don't think of all these as your mere illusion They're not lies that follow the moment No one can underestimate it, my feelings are an ignition 'Cause I'm always the same Me and you, we got hurt by the lies that we won't ever work But it's fate

(...)

So I can cover you from danger A consented dedication

(...)

It's as natural as breathing An everlasting dedication

Good to me - SEVENTEEN

Yeah, when you were making that sign in my heart It was a long time since my firewall broke down Pass with the password What in the world do you know about me? Are my deep feelings seen by you?

Hiraishin - Keyakizaka46

(To trust is to be betrayed, to open one’s heart is to get hurt So to avoid being struck by lightning-like sorrow…)

Which side am I picking? Ah, these values are hard to handle That’s why I won’t stop watching over you Positive positive positive You should just be yourself… I can forgive whatever absurdities you pull off I’ll support you without being noticed Even when you get nitpicked I’ll be your companion Let us now promise to live an unremarkable life hereafter What we have here is the lightning rod of love

Albedo

Falling in love with Albedo is a fairy tale-like experience for both of you. His attention had always been focused on his research, everything else fading into the background save for a few exceptions, until you came around. You, who stole all his attention by just existing. 

As an alchemist, he’s naturally the curious type. He wanted to know what about it had caught his attention, what was so special about you that had him clinging to your every word and movement every time you interacted with him. Still, human relationships are hard for him, and he figured you might go away the second he started to feel burnt out from your interactions. But you didn’t. Instead, you stayed. You stayed and took interest on what he did, asked questions, gave your insight, and dragged him to sleep when he needed a break. In exchange, he did the same for you.

Your relationship with Albedo is like one of those awkwardly sweet first time crushes. Of carefully calculated movements, dates and compliments, of soft kisses on lips, hands and cheeks, of mutual support, understanding and mature compromising and commitment.

The Kreideprinz, like everyone else, has his own fears and insecurities, especially regarding his... nature, but he does his best not to let them affect the relationship he has with you. Each moment spent by your side, even when he’s not actively doing any research, is considered perfectly spent, meaningful time.

“A long time ago, I was tasked with finding out the meaning of this world. Though I have directed my efforts and resources to looking for the answer through alchemy, ever since we met I... think, I’ve found an unexpected conclusion to said issue. While it’s likely that this is not the answer expected from me, I’m positive that, at least personally, I finally have the answer.”

Songs:

Futari Saison - Keyakizaka46

In the wind blowing through the city’s streets, even though I caught whiff of something’s scent, I had no interest in looking back

In a 1m radius around me, I formed an invisible barrier to another world And yet, you took someone like me out of it

What made you do that?

Home - SEVENTEEN

What can I do? Without you I’m just an old robot, my heart stops and it’s always cold What can we do? Without me You’ll struggle just as much, so what can we do?

Baby, I want to cherish our warmth So no one can come between us

Flower - SEVENTEEN

You taught me, you showed me You’re my only reason If you can forever remember me I can get hurt, I can get hurt

My heart that’s engraved with your light Makes me stronger Give me your sharp thorns Cause you’re my flower

Oh my! - SEVENTEEN

Sorry for repeating the same thing But this is all I can try using hard words But my true feeling is this, every everything

(...)

How about you? Is it hard for you to sleep because of me too? If you keep making my heart flutter What do I do?

Naze koi wo shite konakattan darou? - Sakurazaka46

Why hadn't I fallen in love? I've been making fun of it all this time I mean everyone keeps saying 'I love you' just like cats in heat But after falling in love I realized what people live for To meet, to love, to the point of nothing but... I'm not myself, I want to find my true self.