#any cute art i draw of them is never gonna be a true representative of their relationship. while they do have nice happy moments--.

[lilsuzn]

MLQC Boys as Fathers

Fandom: Mr. Love: Queen's Choice

Warnings: In the post below I decided to make girls like stereotypical girly things and boys stereotypical boyish things, but it doesn’t mean I believe it’s how it’s supposed to be. I personally had periods when I was very girly and ones when I was very tomboyish and that’s okay. What’s not okay is forcing your children to act certain ways and like certain thing just because they represent a certain sex.

Dedication: anon

Gavin

baby girl

Have you even seen that nail-painting Karma with him? This cutie!

If you guys had a daughter, she would be the happiest little girl on earth.

He would be unable to deny her anything. Don’t let these two go to the mall alone. Unless you don’t care for electricity or hot water. Then you do you, I guess.

I even can see him dressed in pink tutu, sitting by a small, pink table and sipping on nonexisting tea. Anything to make his little angel happy

I overall don’t see him as a parent who actively takes part in his child’s school life - like helping with organizing plays or sawing costumes or parent-teacher association associating or other stuff alike, BUT...

He sure would never miss a single performance of his baby girl and would support her along the whole way there.

And yes. He will watch YT tutorials to learn how to do some pretty hairstyles for his princess, even though initially he wouldn’t want to do them at all.

And yes. He will paint her nails when she’s old enough not to stuff her hands into her mouth all the time.

baby boy

They are collecting figures. Like, motorcycles and cars at first. Then also planes when the boy gets a little older.

He would look upto his daddy very much. Would adore that he’s a police officer and could fly and was just basically flawless - at least in your son’s eyes.

They would play with his plane toys, which boy could all name. His favorite would be the Supermarine Spitfire. Gavin could never play with that one. Dad is great and all, but it’s HIS plane.

When your sun gets a bit older, his dad would take him to aerobatic aviation shows and historic planes displays.

He surely would be a daddy’s boy, if you didn’t figure it yet. You’re cool and he loves you… BUT GAVIN?

Their bond remains strong throughout the years. They keep alot of secrets from you, but you benefit from it from time to time. Especially in saving nerves. So it’s cool. Unless it’s not…

When grown up he sure would become a police officer like his dad or a soldier. I sure see him in military aviation. Dad would be a bit worried, but would give him his full support and all the help he could.

I also believe you and Gavin would have more than just one child, but that’s just a side note.

Kiro

baby girl

He’s not a regular dad. He’s a cool dad.

Not a reckless dad tho. He knows it’s not good for kids to eat as much sweets as they want to. He knows it’s not the best idea to say yes to every single whim of theirs…

But his little princess is so pretty. And so cute. And so sweet.

Remember when I told you how Gavin would be not so happy to attend her daughter’s tea parties?

Kiro would live for those! He would buy himself dresses for those occasions.

And they would do fashion shows for you. 

This dad is going to ask his daughter to do his makeup.

Takes her to get ice cream behind your back after picking her up from her ballet practice.

baby boy

I don’t know why, but I see his son as that shy, artistic type. That romantic boy with an acoustic guitar kind of trope.

He would have a voice of an angel and a talent surpassing even his father’s. He literally doesn’t need Kiro’s evol to have his charm.

This dad would be so proud. A little sad that his modest, little boy doesn’t want to perform on stage with him, but still - so extremely happy to have such a talented son.

He would get him the best tutors, and the finest instruments and every other equipment his little angel might need. Not even necessarily ask for.

If that was what wished for, he would help him start a career. He surely has what it gets to make someone famous.

If that wasn’t what his son wanted however - he would never push him. He knows the price that comes with money and a large fanbase and he wouldn’t force anyone to pay it.

Lucien

baby girl

I see Lucien as the best dad of all 4, and before you get mad at me for being biased, know that he's not my fav. I like being called an idiot and men in uniforms.

Big part of it would surely be his psychological knowledge, not gonna lie. Second one would be his outstanding intelligence that helps him with application of  upbringing’s roles into life.

He just knows exactly how and when to be soft and when and how to be firm.

He would take his daughter for walks and movies. He would love to take her to an amusement park from time to time.

It’s important for him that his daughter would be well socialised.

And surprise, surprise - his daughter would be a genius. Doesn’t matter if you are biological parents or not. It just happened. And he’s very happy to be destroyed in a chase game by his nine year old.

He helps her with preparing for math contests. And any other contests there are.

They often sit together on the couch and read books. She even makes the same face as she focuses. Yes - even she’s adopted.

It’s a Christmas miracle, I don’t know. Ask Lucien, he probably does.

baby boy

Wouldn’t it be absolutely cute and a little bit ironic if his son would be a little trouble maker?

Wouldn’t want to study. Just spent all day on the playground with other kids. An tradic picky eater. Can fall asleep wherever he is, in whatever position he is.

I could see Lucien struggle to find a way to get to his child, but I couldn’t see him ever give up.

He would enroll his son into some school sports team and would very actively support it. They need a parent to go with them to attend a sports contest in another school. Sign him up. Lucien is a very busy man, that’s true, but not too busy for that.

He would learn the rules and tactics of whatever game his son plays.

Would help him practice outside his practices. Even if he might not enjoy it.

And obviously, would eagerly help him if he had any problems in school.

Overall, I see Lucien as a very loving father, who doesn’t shy away with expressing just how important his kids are for him.

Victor

baby girl

The one who would constantly motivate his children.

They are learning languages, participating in at least one sport, playing an instrument and traveling around the world with him to experience many different cultures.

His little girl would be confident, smart, self-disciplined and an absolutely cute dork who thinks daddy doesn’t know she figured how to get to that cookie jar on the highest shelf.

She started drawing things for him since she was too small to even talk properly… and she was really good for such a small poppet.

He quickly decided to add art classes to her already long list of extracurricular activities.

At some point she was absolutely wonderful. Daddy was swelling with pride.

A perfect student, remarcable artist… Obviously a Li.

She would then study architecture at the most prestigious university in the country. Victor would spare no expenses. She deserves it.

baby boy

A quiet but intimidating kid that sits in the first row in class and gives his teacher a challenging look.

Destroys in chess even Lucien’s daughter… sometimes.

Has no friends because he’s disgusted by other people.

Daddy’s boy lvl. 100 Future LFG CEO.

If he could he would even sleep with daddy… but daddy doesn’t let him because he needs “privacy” with you. Good thing you sometimes make him sandwiches, because you might get taken care of…

Victor would have his kid’s photo on his desk. Two of them actually. One facing him and one facing anyone who sits on the opposite side. People need to know just how cute they looked in their matching shirts during last year’s father’s day celebrations.

They would go to the movies together. Victor who usually makes sure your kids are eating healthy would buy him a huge popcorn… and sometimes even M&M’s.

Victor would be a principled dad with high expectations, but don’t make a mistake. Even if his kids weren’t as ambitious and success focused as he’s he would love them just as much and care for them just as much.

There would also be no favoring if you had more than one child. Everyone must feel equally loved and he would make sure it’s exactly the case.

[thattimdrakeguy]

Young Justice #12 REVIEW!

The cover to this issue is absolutely horrible. The characters look like maniacs over heroes, it’s cluttered, the colors aren’t satisfying, it hurts the eyes. The cover is super bad. It doesn’t even build up what actually happens when more entertaining stuff that would work more for a cover is actually in the issue itself.

--

Issue 12 of Young Justice suffers from being extremely weirdly written.

On one hand they’re growing dynamics and it’s really cool

The way they open the issue with Keli and Cassie bonding and showing signs of a dynamic. I thought was really good, because it’s giving us something new that can be used to build future and better stories on.

It also stimulates the audience because it’s something different from the same relationships they might’ve seen before.

Which is good.

Especially good for Keli who has been the most forgotten member of the team so far.

But there’s also moments where it’s painfully obvious that members have no reasons to be here besides the author said so, because they have no dynamics with anyone.

Like they’re just talking about random stuff at a time where we could be doing stuff that shows something of an entertaining dynamic to their relationship, because there’s not a lot of character.

At most, the character shown is how highly Timmy the Batman fanboy thinks of his Batdad, but that’s very thin.

However seeing them hanging about being teens (albeit super powered teens) is super charming. They feel like normal kids, and that was a lot of the charm of the original Young Justice. So seeing that represented is also really nice, but it just feels lacking.

It’s so thin it’s practically see through into realizing that despite this being the 12th issue, they don’t actually know much about each other. Or have anything interesting or entertaining about their relationships. It’s just generic stuff that doesn’t feel unique in a way that you need to keep attention or an interest to these characters.

Tim notably has no personality beyond “I know Batman”. He just does generic leader stuff. He’s supposed to be this relatable dork. He only says one thing that’s actually all that dorky.

--

The writing in general is just very poor. I don’t think it’s bad enough to call it bad, but it’s not very good. The early exposition with Conner and Warlord is incredibly contrived and off-feeling.

It feels like it’s trying to be funny by being self-aware at how repetitive this is, while showing Conner is frustrated, but it’s very much lamp-shading it, in a way that just comes off as lazy.

This isn’t how people really talk.

It’s written in a way where it feels like it’s rushing towards the punchline, so it’s not much of a laugh, and just badly done exposition too.

But then they follow it up with actually good exposition.

Because this actually feels like Conner is someone who has gone through this way too many times, and is getting frustrated with it. This is how someone would speak when you’re put into a situation that makes you emotional vulnerable like Conner.

Then after this they have a forced joke that doesn’t make sense.

It’s so back and forth on quality like this.

because Conner says this.

To refer to this:

A dinosaur is clearly not a dumb animal, or a puppy. It was gonna kill him. So the joke doesn’t really work, because it’s not based from a grounded place that makes most jokes work.

You wouldn’t kill a Tiger that pounced on you to rip you to shreds and say you feel like you just killed a house cat. You just nearly died horrifically. It’s another forced joke they rushed to without thinking out.

It creates a strange aura.

--

There’s also a lot of times were they tell but don’t show. Mainly with Tim and Conner’s relationship.

They say this, and I genuinely do appreciated what he says, but to any new reader. They have no idea to believe this to be true, because they never show it.

So far in this series they’ve done nothing together that indicates they’re best friends besides Tim saying Conner is his best friend.

--

Another thing that’s odd about the writing is going back to moments set up in the last issue, like Bart being gone.

Because in this issue he just went to get doughnuts. Which while in-character and cute doesn’t add up to anything to warrant build up in the last issue.

Nothing that makes it bad, but it makes the whole issue grow this aura of oddness to it. Where things don’t fit quite right.

--

The big appeal of the issue this being the beginning of this big Wonder Comics crossover.

Which is fun with Wonder Twins, because it works, they go to the Hall of Justice for help, Justice League isn’t there, but Wonder Twins are. So they come along.

It has good moments.

but then there’s the Dial H for HERO people, who literally just happen to show up through a portal.

--

So basically. While not being good or bad. Is just freaking weird. I’m not sure what’s up with the writing, but so much stuff in it just feels wrong.

The art continues to be not that good in terms with Tim. Despite getting better in #11 Tim’s back to looking like a young Dick half the time, and John Timms still keeps drawing him too tall considering he’s shorter than even Bart.

So the art is just okay, and leaning towards bad because of the girls mostly looking the same besides hair and freckles, and John Timms continued inability to draw Tim.

They bring up stuff I’d rather see than show me anything with substance really.

The best part is Tim just being referred to as Robin all but one time, and what Miguel turns into.

--

It’s a lot of build up for more fight scenes in the next issue. There’s not a lot of substance, only occasional good moments, and there’s nothing interesting or entertaining between the characters besides Keli and Cassie growing a dynamic.

There’s only two things you need to know from this issue to understand the next one.

Wonder Twins and the Dial H people are teaming up with Young Justice against S.T.A.R. Labs.

Which I’m pretty sure is literally in the summary, or at least next issue’s.

Meaning this issue was just a waste of page space given nothing up actual quality arises anywhere barely.

The “Drake” costume is still an eyesore, and the name is still really bad. He should’ve just stayed Robin.

There’s barely even anything to talk about in this issue. It’s a waste of an issue.

[all-things-skam]

102 & 104 about elu 😍❤

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102. “Nonsense. I wanted you from day one. I just hid it better.”

104. “I fell in love with you the first time I saw you.”

Title: The next step

Ship: Skam France | Lucas Lallemant and Eliot Demaury (Elu)

As cliché as it was, Valentine’s Day was also Eliott and Lucas’s anniversary. Some would say it was bullshit and that they made it up but, they indeed shared their first kiss that Thursday evening. It wasn’t something Lucas was close to forget - he even kept his paint-stained shirt.

This year, Valentine’s Day fell on a Friday and, it couldn’t be more perfect. A whole weekend was ahead of them and Eliott planned on making Lucas his prisoner for the weekend. There was no way this boy was going to put a foot outside the appartement.

The couple was making out on the couch after sharing a pizza - it’s their idea of a romantic dinner -, hands under shirts and pants undone on Lucas’s side when Eliott broke the kiss, earning a whine from Lucas.

“Before we start peeling clothes off each other, I have something for you,” Eliott said, pushing Lucas off his lap. He stood up, leaving a pouting Lucas and went to get perfectly wrapped box from his closet. Eliott nervously set the box on Lucas’s lap and took a seat next to him. “Happy anniversary, mon amour.”

When Lucas saw opened the box and saw the sketchbook, he was really excited. Lucas loved Eliott’s art. He might be biased because Eliott was his boyfriend but, the boy truly had talent. Lucas opened the sketchbook but, the first drawing had him confused.

“What’s this?” he asked, a crease between his eyebrows, seeing a sketch of himself with three shadowed figures.

“This is the day I fell in love with you,” Eliott explained, making Lucas more confused. “The foyer wasn’t the first time I saw you, Lucas. We bumped shoulders on my first day to school. You don’t remember but, I do. You were laughing with your friends and I was just…there. I couldn’t tear my eyes from you. I fell in love with you the first time I saw you.”  

Lucas bit his lip and looked down shyly. They had been together for a year yet, every time Eliott said something romantic, he felt butterflies in his stomach. ''Why didn't you come talk to me?''

''I wanted to. I tried so hard to come up with an excuse to talk to you but, you were always with your friends and we weren't in the same grade. So, I watched you from afar for three weeks.''

Lucas snorted. ''Stalker.''

''Said the one who followed me to the bus stop and forced me to take a chocolate snack bar.''

''I did not-''

In true fashion to their relationship, Eliott interrupted him with a kiss, smiling as he did. Lucas couldn't be mad, could he?

Lucas shook his head and flipped to the next page: the foyer meeting. This is where everything changed for Lucas.  The second he crossed eyes with Eliott, he felt like things were gonna be different. There was this spark of hope in Eliott's eyes that he hadn’t seen before and it took Lucas's breath away.

''This is where I fell in love with you,'' Lucas informed fiercely.

''Did you?''

Lucas nodded. ''I was so mad when Chloé arrived and ruined our bus stop date.''

The next page was of Lucas playing piano the first time he came over. It was such a happy night...until Lucile messaged him and he was forced to kick Lucas out. They almost kiss that night. Then, Lucas's Kiffance costume filled the paper, the two smeared lines on his face and the night sky above them. They almost kissed that night too.

Eliott's face changed when Lucas flipped the page, showing a sadder sketch. At least, to him.

In the middle of the page stood a rabbit and a raccoon, representing Eliott and Lucas. The raccoon was on a bed, curled in a ball and the rabbit was alone and very sad. They were supposed to paint the mural that day but...Eliott didn't come to school. He stood Lucas up and still felt guilty for it.

''I'm sorry I couldn't get out of bed that day, I-''

''It's okay, baby,'' Lucas assured, reaching out to to cup his face, stroking his cheek. ''Can I ask you why a rabbit though?''

''Rabbits are small and soft. Loving them is almost effortless but it’s so difficult to earn their trust so you have to test the waters and make them feel loved.'' Eliott paused, a smirk forming on his lips. ''And...you're never satisfied in bed.''

Lucas's face turned bright red, immediately turning to the next page: their first kiss. Eliott had even added the heart shaped paint stain on Lucas's cheek. Then, followed an array of firsts. Their first date (not the bus stop), the first time they said 'I love you'. There was one of Lucas sleeping, naked, half covered by the sheet. One of their first Christmas and birthdays and even some of their cute selfies had been put into sketches. The smile on Lucas's face kept getting bigger and bigger each times he turned a page.

The last sketch, on the other hand, Lucas didn't remember that day. He smiled gently and traced the drawing with his finger tips. He looked up at Eliott and bit his lip. ''When was this, Eliott?''

Eliott felt his palms getting sweaty. This was the part he was most nervous about. ''I don't know. You tell me,'' he replied, making Lucas furrow his eyebrows. ''Turn the page.''

Still confused, Lucas did as told and- was this a key? He removed the tape and picked up the silver key, following the curves with his index. ''Eliott...''

''We've been together for a year now and, don't get me wrong, I love your roommates but, don't you think it'd be great to be just...us?''

Lucas silently stared at the key for a minute...two minutes...three minutes.

Getting no reacting from his lover, Eliott took it as negative. ''I'd understand if it's too soon, you're only seventeen and-''

Lucas couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He had never imagined being with someone for this long, let alone move in with them. He set the key down gently and looked up at Eliott. ''You don’t have to feel like you need to do this. I know my living situation isn’t ideal but, I’m dealing with it. We don’t have to rush into this. I mean, having you in my life is a blessing and I'm so grateful to have found someone like you...and, who loves me back. It’s the kind of thing just doesn’t happen in my life. Relationships are bound to go haywire...”

''Nonsense. I wanted you from day one,'' Eliott quickly corrected. ''I just hid it better,'' he added, subtle with his constant glances and staring.

''I can't believe you want me to move in with you, I- This is crazy,'' Lucas said,

Eliott shook his head and smiled. ''No it’s not crazy. I’ve been thinking about moving in together for a long time. I mean, I know that it won’t be easy, it’s gonna be different than what we’re used to. I’ll have bad days and, so will you, but that doesn’t mean that our relationship is bound to go haywire. It just means that we have to keep working at it.'' Eliott put the sketchbook aside and took Lucas's hands in his, searching for his beautiful blue eyes. ''I don’t want to push you into doing this so, only say yes if that’s what your heart really wants.''

Lucas bit his lip. Of course he wanted to move in with his boyfriend. Traveling from bed to bed, all the way across the city was annoying and not practical for any of them. Lucas spent all his weekends at Eliott's and, Eliott spent his weekdays at Lucas's sharing his small room, being the kind of boyfriend that couldn't sleep apart anymore. And, it was a waste of money on both of their sides. It would make so much more sense to live together.

''The only I’ll promise you is that I’m going to work hard to be the best roommate you’ve ever had.''

''Yes,'' Lucas mumbled, his voice so small Eliott didn't hear him clearly.

''What?''

Lucas's grinned. ''Yes! I'll move in with you, idiot.'' He threw himself at Eliott who caught him, wrapping his arms tightly around Lucas's smaller body.

[inikavulpixelreviews]

Let’s Talk About Pokemon - Z...eroara?

570: Zorua

Welp. This is it. It's all downhill from here. This is the highlight. The big triumph over my heart. We won't see another Pokemon be able to top this one across the entirety of this review series. (Unless of course something even more perfect graces us in a future Generation...)

That's right folks. If you know me from my personal blog, it may be no surprise that I absolutely adore Zorua here. I've done my best to not outright say it on here, but I wouldn't be surprised if I laid out less than subtle hints. If not, well, er. Here it is. Zorua, my absolute #1 favorite Pokemon. And if that's not enough, these two collectively are also my favorite evolutionary family to boot!

And while I'll make an entire segment to just gush about both of them, I'll cover the two individually since they're fairly aesthetically different from each other.

Zorua here is the absolute perfect fox creature for me. Literally the only absent bit to it is that it's not a baby nine-tailed fox. But we'll be fair since we've already come up with one, and this one has a cooler theme at least just stand-alone as a fox. The tricky and shady look to it isn't just a personality choice; this Pokemon can change its appearance on a whim. Emphasis on appearance though. It's not like ditto where it'll literally shapeshift, but rather more like an illusionist; only appearing to shape shift. Which can create situations where you can fake-out opponents (or cheese the computer-controlled trainers by making it take on the shape of a Poison type as they desperately try to hit it wish Psychic moves that just won't work for whatever reason.)

The lil guy's tuft of hair even takes on the appearance of a little leaf over its head. Giving it some Tanooki vibes! Which is a Japanese mythical creature I'm surprised took this long for us to get a representative of. And even then, it's a fairly indirect one. It loses the look entirely when it evolves, but it at least fits with Zorua between the “leaf” on its head and the ability to psuedo-shape-shift.

Not to mention, Zorua's also got a bit of sentimental value being not only the first Pokemon I've laid eyes on from Gen 5 (comes with being the first of the two revealed, alongside Zoroark). But also this little bit of self-trivia I suppose. By now, a lot of people that follow me on any social medias or art sites will see me draw plenty of Pokemon the day they're announced to exist in a trailer or what-have-you, especially if I like them a lot. Zorua's the very first time I've ever done this. I guess granting I didn't start taking art seriously until well after Gen 4 was released, but still.

Personal Score: 10/10

I'm not quite done talking about Zorua, but let's get a word in for Zoroark too before we really get into gushing mode.

571: Zoroark

Zoroark may understandably be a put-off given it had marketing advertising it as the next Lucario and it's another anthropomorphic canid. But Zoroark is leagues ahead of Lucario with an overall tighter theme and aesthetic. Zoroark looks much more animalistic; mostly enough to be firmly out of any uncanny valley that it would have fallen in, and its design elements flow much better than Lucario's rather clunky execution. So I didn't mind Gamefreak trying to push this one as the “your new favorite Pokemon” shtick they like to pull. That's very selfish I know, but...

It's also very unique given anthropomorphic foxes in fiction. A lot of them take after Renamon or the like to be very pretty and upright. While Zoroark's still a design I'd describe as “pretty,” it's also very gangly and menacing, complete with the shit-eating grin, long face, and a design the emphasizes a flow into aggressive forward...ness.

My one solitary issue with the design is that its midsection looks a bit too skinny. I get it, sleek, tricky fox. But that's a step too far, I feel.

Personal Score: 10/10

A pair of near-perfect tricky foxies!!

Overall:

Ohhhh no. We're not getting off Matt's wild ride that easily. It's my absolute favorite, so instead of an “overall” segment, I'm gonna take a number from Bogleech and say let's do a...

Top 10 Things I Love About Zorua and Zoroark:

1. A Fox

Let's get this out of the way since that's a given. But I don't meant to point that out because I'm shallow like that; I can get REALLY picky about how my fox monsters look. But rather, these two are plenty unique among the other fox or fox-like Pokemon. Sure, I love me some Vulpix, Fennekin, and some of the Eeveelutions, but they all end up sharing the same general cutesy look. Zorua on the other hand takes on a whole other personality from the previously established foxy Pokemon. And Zoroark too! Ninetales and Delphox generally lean more toward looking beautiful more than anything, but that's not Zoroark's sole focus here. Instead, we get a much cooler looking monster with a more gangly face, which is a type of fox-look sorely missing from the foxmons all the way up until now. The only downside is that it isn't full gangly crookedness like Murkrow. But that's fine by me.

2. The Kabuki Dancer Theme

More prominent with Zoroark, for sure, is the fact that these two take heavily after Kabuki theater. Zoroark's really rocking the tons-o-hair look, with the both sporting some red markings to look like makeup.

3. Their Color Scheme

It's hard to go wrong with black and red, sure. That's a pretty go-to color scheme for something shady or, dare I say, “edgy”. But it serves these two better than most given they lean more toward the “shifty shadows” type of critter than “ultimate edgelord” like Shadow or Reaper or what have you. Then you also add in the teal, bluish green. Just the absolute perfect amount. A tiny accent and little more. Not too obtrusive or anything, because too much of that color could've easily thrown the whole thing off. But they held their restraint. Thank goodness.

4. Their Faces

I've gone over Zoroark's face enough by now, and how wonderful it is. But Zorua's adorably smug look and sly fox visage is the totally perfect foxy face. Now flaws. Just a sleezy friend.

5. They're Fluffy as Hell

Okay, this one I will admit is shallow as heck. But I don't care. Zorua's got the good ol neck ruff that makes it look super huggable. Zoroark may be sorely lacking a tail, but it plenty makes up for it with that big, poofy head of hair. Hair so big and poofy that their Zorua children can sleep in it. That's cute as hell.

6. The Okami Vibes

Obviously not in art style or even saying they deliberately went for an Okami look, but they certainly look like they wouldn't be too out of place as a creature out of Okami wouldn't they? Zoroark's design even calls Ninetails to mind, even moreso than the actual Ninetales. While Okami does tend to favor ogre-ish and Oni-like designs for their monsters, they do have such creatures running around like the tricky Tube Fox.

7. They Don't Kill Each Other's Vibe

It happens far too often that a cute or unique Pokemon will evolve into an ultimate badass that, while cool, end up really losing out on the original form's charm. These two, while pretty drastically different, aren't so completely detached that I'd say Zoroark is missing the same aesthetic cues of Zorua or vice versa!

8. They're Even Fun To Use Ingame!

Because of their Illusion ability, they can end up having a unique play pattern different form most other Pokemon. Especially if you're playing in the single-player parts of the game. Sadly, Zoroark can be predicted into with online battles since you get to see team layouts, but in a regular casual playthrough of a Pokemon game it's definitely fun to watch the AI fall for your disguise tricks. Especially when you disguise your Zoroark as a Fighting or Poison type fighting a Psychic type and watch as they hopelessly attempt to use Psychic moves against a Dark type.

I've also got a fun fascination with shapeshifting, so. Even psuedo-shapeshifting like with these two is neat. Ditto is cool and all but. A fox that shapeshifts? Get outta here. Now you're just toying with me.

9. Ridiculously Photogenic

Yeah, I guess technically any Pokemon is subject to this but. Just looking at illustrations of them is always really nice. Especially when you find really good ones. TCG art is for the most part pretty great, so of course I'm a fan of the illustration on certain cards.

10. Extremely Fun to Draw

Yeah, maybe that's not a totally fair thing but. I really can't say I'd ever get tired of drawing these two. I could draw them into infinity if I really wanted to just never draw anything else ever. That's the true problem with the world! To many things that are also fun to draw! Keeping me from drawing Zorua constantly! Bah!

There are two shames to this line. One being you could say that these two are pretty much sequels to Riolu and Lucario, Pokemon I've previously tore into. And Pokemon's not seemed shy of introducing, I hate putting it this way but, “furrybait” Pokemon. So these two had a success formulated in much the same way as Lucario. But they both pull it off so much more tastefully than Lucario's nonsense design does.

The other bummer being that, in a post-Gen 5 world, their popularity has significantly fallen off. Don't get me wrong, I'm fine with Pokemon other than my absolute favorites getting some time in the limelight, but it's so annoying seeing repeated Pokemon Marketing All-Stars that you find boring getting things like Mega Evolutions or Alolan Forms with your top favorite Pokemon of all time sadly getting left out. Lucario can get a Mega, Charizard can get two, but not Zoroark?!

Anyway, sure, this review has gone on long enough. Fiiiiine. I got to sing all the praise I can. Fox Pokemon has historically been the best of the canid Pokemon. So hopefully all foxes from this point onward don't disappoint. You got high standards to live up to!

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[sassiperere]

Sex Tape

Title: Sex Tape Pairing: Akira Kurusu/Ryuji Sakamoto Rating: M (implied sexual content) Word Count: 3712 Summary: futaba gets a hold of some compromising information and it all goes downhill from there (chatfic)

Fucking i dont even REMEMBER how we got to this conversation in the pegoryu discord server BUT WE DID and we semi rpd this whole thing at 11pm all the way through midnight and i was writing this thing based on that conversation at like 2 am so im actually very embarrassed but anyway enjoy this fucking chaos of a fanfic

READ IT ON AO3

GROUP NAME: ✨ PHANTOM THIEVES ✨

MEMBERS: Capable Leader™, -` RYUJI ´-, ANN~, Yusuke K., Makoto, [hacker voice].

TODAY 00:47 AM

[hacker voice]: Gee, futaba, what do you do with all your amazing hacking skills?

[hacker voice]: I leak government secrets, destroy anonymous organizations and hack into my old neopets account because I forgot the password and I wanted to feel nostalgic

Makoto: What’s that?

[hacker voice]: children’s website. You had to adopt a “neopet” and raise it kinda like a Tamagotchi. It had some really fun features like games and events and shit. It really kept me entertained when I was younger

[hacker voice]: comfort site, if you will.

Makoto: Sounds nice!

Capable Leader™: you played that? I thought it was really boring when I tried

[hacker voice]: with all due respect wtf is wrong with you?

Capable Leader™: I dunno, all the neopets looked kinda ugly…

[hacker voice]: you have a dick with tentacles as a persona and you’re calling neopets ugly????

Capable Leader™: I never said Mara was pretty

[hacker voice]: point taken

[hacker voice]: but like my point is

[hacker voice]: kacheeks

Capable Leader™: They were kinda cute but I abandoned one for a soy sauce or whatever was that dragon one

[hacker voice]: that’s it

[hacker voice]: that’s where I draw the line

[hacker voice]: you’re dead to me

[hacker voice]: I’m leaking your nudes

Capable Leader™: WTF?? HOW DO YOU HAVE THEM?? I DON’T EVEN HIDE THEM IN MY PHONE ANYMORE??

[hacker voice]: oh my god you actually have nudes?

Capable Leader™: oh…

Capable Leader™: woops…

ANN~: knew it

ANN~: @ -` RYUJI ´- pay the fuck up

-` RYUJI ´-: wtf? WTF??? WTF AKIRA???

-` RYUJI ´-: WHY DO YOU HAVE NUDES??

-` RYUJI ´-: ARE THEY YOURS OR LIKE NUDES YOU RECEIVED?

Capable Leader™: Listen

[hacker voice]: update I got them

Capable Leader™: do you really?

[hacker voice]: four of them were taken on the same day cause your nails were painted black and the other two are from a different angle and your underwear has paw prints on it

Capable Leader™: fuck.

-` RYUJI ´-: FOR REAL??

Makoto: Excuse me what kind of nonsense is going on right now?

[hacker voice]: I hacked into Akira’s PC and got his super secret dick pix

Makoto: I expected better from both of you

ANN~: Guys I’m heer im just slaughging so hard I cant se

-` RYUJI ´-: WHY DO YOU HAVE THESE?? WHO ARE YOU SENDING THEM TO??

Capable Leader™: does it matter who I send my genitals to?

-` RYUJI ´-: UH YEAH?? I CAN’T BE THE ONLY ONE WORRIED ABOUT THIS CAN I??

Yusuke K.: What seems to be the matter?

-` RYUJI ´-: AKIRAS BEEN SENDING NUDES TO STRANGERS AND FUTABA GOT THEM

Yusuke K.: Akira I did not know you had nude portraits of yourself

Yusuke K.: You should have informed me. I would gladly appraise them.

Yusuke K.: I would love to paint you too, if you so desire. I’m sure your form is marvelous to capture on canvas.

-` RYUJI ´-: dude…

ANN~: I FEEL BAD THAT IM LAUGHING

Makoto: @Yusuke K. it’s really not what you think…

[hacker voice]: ryuji are you

[hacker voice]: jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeealous?

 PRIVATE MESSAGE: the blonde fuckboy one

the blonde fuckboy one: yo futaba

the blonde fuckboy one: do you actually for real have akiras dick there?

You: YOU ARE I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS

the blonde fuckboy one: stfu

You: yeah I do have akira’s nudes for real, here I’ll send you a sneaky preview as proof

You sent AKIRA_NUDE_1_CENSOR.jpeg

the blonde fuckboy one: oh my god

You: interested in the full, uncensored ver? For a mere fee of 400y you can have it

the blonde fuckboy one: no wtf im not gonna do that to my bro akira

the blonde fuckboy one: but how big is he

You: im speechless

the blonde fuckboy one: is he bigger than me?

You: dunno need material to compare

the blonde fuckboy one: ok

the blonde fuckboy one: wait

the blonde fuckboy one: youre gonna threaten to leak mine too fuck you

You: worth a shot

 PRIVATE MESSAGE: Emo Bob Ross

Emo Bob Ross: Hello, Futaba, I am interested in Akira’s nude portraits. Are you perhaps offering them?

Emo Bob Ross: Ryuji did say Akira was sending them off to strangers so I would imagine he has no quarrel with me evaluating it.

Emo Bob Ross: Should I pick them up at Leblanc?

You: I don’t even know where to start

Emo Bob Ross: Any of them would be fine. It would be difficult to take multiple ones to the dorms regardless.

You: I feel bad now

Emo Bob Ross: ?

You: yusuke… you should go to bed…

You: you’re typing a lot please don’t make this into an art rant thing

Emo Bob Ross: Futaba must I explain once again that nude portraits have no perverted undertones and are about the portrayal of the human being stripped of all it’s factors back down to it’s core, thus revealing it’s innermost self? The true self. The self an artist so desperately seeks to represent and very few up to this date have been successful. My eternal search for the perfect and realest form has me in need of diverse- both physically and spiritually – models that are willing to bare their very souls to me. I am not looking at this experience as a lustful, carnal desire. I would never dare take advantage of someone who has been brave enough to let me gaze upon their being so intimately for the sake of art. We have been through this. I have been through this with several people, in actuality, I’m starting to get a little tired of explaining this over and over again but for the sake of deconstruction of societal standards that block my advancement in the unexplored road to artistic perfection I will gladly do so.

You: holy shit

You: im sorry yusuke but its 1 am im just skimming through this

You: the thing is not that I doubt your passion to your study of the arts

You: the thing is that what I have… is not art…

Emo Bob Ross: I’ll be the judge of that

Emo Bob Ross: Not to offend you but I have a trained eye

You: you know what

You: do you have 400y? For that much you can have the digital copy. Physical copy is gonna be at least 600 depending on the material

Emo Bob Ross: I’m low on cash but I’ll keep you in mind if I manage to rake in the money.

 GROUP NAME: ✨ PHANTOM THIEVES ✨

[hacker voice]: @Capable Leader™ lets make a deal

[hacker voice]: give me a copy of every nude you make willingly and I wont leak these

Capable Leader™: why tf would I do that

[hacker voice]: cause your dick is magical and I’ll split the spoils 20/80

Makoto: Stop this at once. There’s no way this deal is good news. Akira knows this.

Capable Leader™: I demand at LEAST 50/50

Makoto: AKIRA

[hacker voice]: I deserve more?? I’m doing ALL the work?

Capable Leader™: It’s MY dick??

-` RYUJI ´-: he’s right tho… the dick is like 90% of a man’s identity…

ANN~: Whats the other 10%?

-` RYUJI ´-: the balls

ANN~: I’m sorry I asked

[hacker voice] 40/60 is the MAX im willing to go and that’s me being GENEROUS because I recognize you have magic juju dick pix that already fished in two possible buyers

[hacker voice]: and also youre my friend and I love you

-` RYUJI ´-: I never said I’d buy it???

[hacker voice]: sigh

Capable Leader™: Ryuji…

-` RYUJI ´-: UH

Capable Leader™: Bro…

-` RYUJI ´-: I MEAN

Capable Leader™: If you wanted my nudes…

-` RYUJI ´-: I ALSO ENVER SAID I ASKED FUTABA FOR THEM DON’T GET THE WRONG IDEA

Capable Leader™: You just had to ask…

-` RYUJI ´-: LISTEN I JUST WANTED TO KNOW IF YOU WERE BIGGER THAN ME THAT’S A MAN THING

-` RYUJI ´-: wait really

ANN~: omfg

Makoto: I feel like this conversation is about to get very intimate

Yusuke K.: I would like to request permission to ask for your nudes as well, Akira

Capable Leader™: oh

Capable Leader™: well that’s a surprising turn of events

Yusuke K.: I fail to see how that surprises you considering you know how I am a fan of the erotica genre and it’s artistic disposition to strip a human bare to it’s very core.

-` RYUJI ´-: no dude…

-` RYUJI ´-: like this is not the nude art thing you keep talking about...

-` RYUJI ´-: this is like

Capable Leader™: (implying I’m not art)

[hacker voice]: touché

-` RYUJI ´-: a dick pic

-` RYUJI ´-: like its just a picture of his dick taken with his phone camera that’s it

Yusuke K.: Well, anything can be art! Art is subjective! I would like to evaluate the photograph!

-` RYUJI ´-: LISTEN MAN, AKIRA DIDN’T TAKE THAT PICTURE TO BE ARTSY, TRUST ME.

Makoto: Yusuke I strongly advise against this

Makoto: If anyone online offers to send you “a nude” please do not accept it…

Yusuke K.: It does intrigue me why anyone would simply want a picture of someone else’s genitalia when you could get the full view…

Makoto: remain intrigued

Makoto: not everything in life needs to be understood

Capable Leader™: Hey Futaba, I accept payment in Ryuji’s nudes as well

[hacker voice]: the contract has been sealed

-` RYUJI ´-: WTF AKIRA

-` RYUJI ´-: I DIDN’T CONSENT TO THIS

Capable Leader™: Come on, Ryuji… my bro…

Capable Leader™: This is just a bro thing…

Capable Leader™: Whomst amongst us never seen their best bro’s dick?

Capable Leader™: You’re my best bro, Ryuji… I wanna get to know every part of you…

Makoto: this is a public chat

[hacker voice]: gross

Capable Leader™: The very deep and intimate connection between two bros is nothing to hide, Makoto…

ANN~: You should hang out and deepen your bond

[hacker voice]: don’t think I don’t know what youre doing ann, that’s cheating

ANN~: ;)

-` RYUJI ´-: bro…

-` RYUJI ´-: If you wanted MY nudes bro…

-` RYUJI ´-: you could have just asked, bro….

Makoto: I can’t believe this is a thing that is happening right now

ANN~: ive turned off the TV this group chat is too lit for me to take my eyes off it

Makoto: it’s 2 am we should prepare to bed

Capable Leader™: [MESSAGE DELETED]

[hacker voice]: FUCK

ANN~: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSS IM RAKING IT IN TONIIIIIIIIIIIGHT

ANN~: WAIT WHAT

Capable Leader™: what? I didn’t delete that?

ANN~: FUTABA THATS CHEATING!!

[hacker voice]: YOU CHEATED FIRST! YOU INSTIGATED HIM!

ANN~: I INSTIGATED THE IDEA BUT NOT WHO WOULD BE SAYING IT???

[hacker voice]: HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

ANN~: SAY IT AGAIN AKIRA

Capable Leader™: @ -` RYUJI ´- come over

[hacker voice]: I hate that im partially to blame for this

-` RYUJI ´-: woah akira

ANN~: no bitch no matter how this conversation went it would end the same way cause im ALWAYS RIGHT

ANN~: I’m making it rain Monday morning. I’m taking Shiho to that fancy cake place she wanted to go.

-` RYUJI ´-: isn’t it kinda late for that??

Capable Leader™: I’m alone and Boss doesn’t open shop tomorrow

Capable Leader™: I can show you the goods myself

Capable Leader™: You know?

-` RYUJI ´-: SDSDMX,X CM SALÇ DAÇSD

-` RYUJI ´-: DID YOUJUST BOOTY CALL ME??

Capable Leader™ sent MAYBESO.gif

-` RYUJI ´-: BRO

Makoto: Gross innuendos publicly aside: finally

Makoto: It was getting frustrating seeing you two obviously pinning on each other

[hacker voice]: and don’t even talk about the baton passes…

Capable Leader™: I mean he hasn’t accepted yet…

ANN~: oh he will

ANN~: he better

-` RYUJI ´-: why should you decide

ANN~: cause as your best friend I know whats best for you and I know for a damn fact you will not get a better score than akira

-` RYUJI ´-: thanks I love you too

ANN~: FUCKING LOOK AT HIM! HE’S OFFERING HIMSELF ON A SILVER PLATTER!

-` RYUJI ´-: THIS IS REALLY AWKWARD FOR ME MAN…

ANN~: don’t embarrass yourself in front of your crush like that

Capable Leader™: I like when they get shy

ANN~: oh my god youre such a slut

Capable Leader™: ;)

-` RYUJI ´-: bro…

ANN~: WHAT ARE YOU DOING STILL IN THE CHATROOM GO ANSWER THE GOD DAMNED BOOTY CALL ALREADY

-` RYUJI ´-: IM REALLY NERVOUS OK

ANN~: RYUJI YOU USELESS BISEXUAL

-` RYUJI ´-: GDI

Capable Leader™: you don’t have to come for real it was just a joke

ANN~:  wait really?

Capable Leader™: @ -` RYUJI ´-

Capable Leader™: wait is he actually coming??

[hacker voice]: yeah he left 5 mins I traced his phone rn

Capable Leader™: oh fuck…..

ANN~: was it actually a joke??

Capable Leader™: No I just didn’t think I’d actually get this far??

ANN~: YOURE BOTH USELESS BISEXUALS AND I HATE YOU

Yusuke K.: Akira may I join you both? If you’re willing to model for me I will certainly not pass on this opportunity

Makoto: Please don’t.

Capable Leader™: oh my god yusuke

Capable Leader™: not today

Capable Leader™: maybe some other day

Capable Leader™: wink wink

Yusuke K.: I understand. Take all the time you need but please consider my request.

[hacker voice]: I can’t believe Ryuji’s about to get the succ

[hacker voice]: according to my gps ryuji should already be at leblanc??

Capable Leader™: oh he’s here alright. Just nervously prancing in front of my front door.

Capable Leader™: I haven’t called to him yet, let a man be ready

Capable Leader™: (I also don’t know if im fully ready so…)

ANN~: oh grl you got this

ANN~: you’ve been training all your life for this

ANN~: besides its not like hes gonna know the difference between a good bj and a bad bj lol

Capable Leader™: youre right

Capable Leader™: but I also you know, care about him a lot

Capable Leader™: I wanna make this a good experience cause I care about ryuji a lot… like in a very gay way…

ANN~: Aww!! :)

Makoto: I want to take no part in this conversation but that was adorable

ANN~: srsly im talking to ryuji rn on private and hes freaking out cause of the same thing

ANN~: wants it to be really good to you bc he loves you sm and youre so hot and hes already semi just thinking abt you

Capable Leader™: I’m flattered

ANN~: he’s super overwhelmed cause its his first time and with a boy he loves so like admsadsa damn ryuji youre so cute

ANN~: almost makes my cold blooded bitch heart feel something

Capable Leader™: I’ll give him all the time he needs!

ANN~: you should really open the door for him and at least put him inside cause its cold and there was a robbery in your street earlier this week

ANN~: and you know ryuji hell stubbornly stand in front of that store until the sun comes up if hes wallowing in nerves

Capable Leader™: youre right…

Capable Leader™: im gonna go do that…

Capable Leader™: @[hacker voice] if you have any cameras in my room turn them off!

[hacker voice]: for how much?

Capable Leader™: FUTABA, PLEASE.

[hacker voice]: calm down theyre already off. Havent been on since we became friends.

[hacker voice]: just thought youd like to have your fond memories engraved on tape for your enjoyment…

Capable Leader™: …

Capable Leader™: that’s… tempting

Makoto: are you out of your mind??

ANN~: YOU’RE SUCH A SLUT, AKIRA

Makoto: God, you’re hopeless. At least talk it over with Ryuji first.

Capable Leader™: I just did. He’s cool with it.

Makoto: Somehow I feel like this is an oversimplification of the conversation.

Capable Leader™ changed his username to Tapable Leader <3

Tapable Leader <3 changed the group name to AKIRA & RYUJI’S SEX TAPE

Makoto: I’m leaving.

Makoto: Only talk to me when you want to group up from now on.

-` RYUJI ´-: I ONLY AGREED WITH IT IF ONLY ME AND AKIRA GET A COPY!!

-` RYUJI ´-: ITS ONLY FAIR CONSIDERING YOU’RE ALREADY SELLING AKIRA’S NUDES!!

[hacker voice]: I’ll make three copies of the sex tape

[hacker voice]: 600y each

[hacker voice]: first come first serve

[hacker voice]: no reservations

[hacker voice]: you show me the money the tape is yours

[hacker voice]: those are my terms

Tapable Leader <3: even if Ryuji and I get copies there’ll still be one in the wild for someone to buy?

ANN~: isn’t that thrilling tho

ANN~: one other stranger youll never know about can be watching you

ANN~: and if futaba agrees to take down any reuploads of the tape its like your very own secret but like… shared with a stranger… that’s a kink isn’t it??

[hacker voice]: yure right…

Tapable Leader <3: holy shit

Makoto: This is so irresponsible…

[hacker voice]: thought you wanted no part in this?

Makoto: I can’t simply not take part. You guys are worse unsupervised…

Tapable Leader <3: Futaba, it’s a deal if mine and Ryuji’s copies are free of charge

[hacker voice]: fair enough

Tapable Leader <3: nice. We’re going upstairs now.

[hacker voice]: camera’s ready!

ANN~: lmao I cant believe this is actually happening

Makoto: so much for reputable thieves…

Makoto: I swear if this sex tape leaks and we get found out because of it…

Makoto: What’s worse! Akira’s on probation! That will most definitely spell trouble for him depending on who gets their hands on this tape!

ANN~: Guess we have no choice but to buy it ourselves!

Makoto: Or don’t do the sex tape?! At all?!

ANN~: Nothing’s gonna happen, Makoto! Chillax!

ANN~: How can they possibly trace a video of Akira sucking Ryuji off back to the phantom thieves?

ANN~: What kind of evidence even is this?

[hacker voice]: Akira’s jacked??? I didn’t know he worked out that much??

ANN~: he looks really skinny right?

ANN~: did ryuji come with his stupid neon pink and green watermelon bullshit panties?

[hacker voice]: they stopped to talk rn

[hacker voice]: ryujis like flipping

[hacker voice]: asking if akira had done this before

[hacker voice]: apparently akira has sucked “some dicks”

[hacker voice]: AT LEAST TWO ARE FROM HIS CLASS

Makoto: Do you really need to keep us updated?

ANN~: yes

Makoto: sigh

[hacker voice]: @ANN~ ryuji’s wearing the pink underwear

ANN~: god I hate those

ANN~: @Tapable Leader <3 burn them when youre done

[hacker voice]: I hate doing this. This is just like when you’re watching a movie and there’s a unnecessary kissing scene and the entire scene is like 3 minutes of uncomfortable schlepping kissing noises.

ANN~: yeah that must be pretty awkward

[hacker voice]: it is super awkward. Akira owes me one

[hacker voice]: oh my god

[hacker voice]: ryuji scared the crap outta me he legit screamed right now

[hacker voice]: I don’t even need mics for this ryuji’s so loud

ANN~: whaaat? Ryuji? Loud?? Who would have thought…

-` RYUJI ´-: IM SORRY OK IM REALLY LIVID HERE

ANN~: WTF???? WHAT AR EYOU DOING TEXTING US???

-` RYUJI ´-: IDK WHAT TO DO WITH MY HANDS!!

ANN~: YOURE USELESS. I CANT BELIEVE YOU.

Tapable Leader <3: you can pull my hair, its fine

ANN~: HOW ARE YOU TEXTING EVEN??

Makoto: It’s been a while since we got an update.

[hacker voice]: do you want em?

Makoto: No, I simply worry how long this is lasting.

[hacker voice]: it’s gotten to a really graphic point. I’m not even watching anymore, its really really awkward… if you want the full juice you’ll have to buy the tape!

[hacker voice]: oh theyre done

[hacker voice]: they just threw the dirty clothes on the floor and went straight to sleep

[hacker voice]: orgasming must be really tiring…

ANN~: @Tapable Leader <3 @-` RYUJI ´- CONGRATS ON THE SECS!! We’re all really happy for you!! You guys deserve each other, really! If anyone says otherwise I’ll punch them!

Makoto: @Tapable Leader <3 @-` RYUJI ´- regardless of how reckless and utterly stupid this whole thing was, I’m genuinely glad you guys worked it out and are finally being honest with each other. It was awfully unhealthy for the team dynamic to watch you two dance around the issue of your attraction so, congratulations!

[hacker voice]: @Tapable Leader <3 @-` RYUJI ´- im not as good with expressing things as the other girls but im also happy I somehow brought you two together. Don’t worry I wont actually sell the sex tapes to anyone btw

[hacker voice]: (or will i)

ANN~: omfg

[hacker voice]: Yusuke’s typing a lot im concerned

Yusuke K.: I did not fully grasp the concept of what was truly going on in this chat tonight but after extensive research and questioning Ann on certain topics I now understand. Futaba’s attempts at prostituting Akira have somehow led into a nuptial encounter between Akira and Ryuji, the kind of which both parties have been secretly interested in for a long time. I also congratulate you both in your achievement for the act of intimacy born from fondness and admiration is one of the truest forms of adoration our kind have come across. I only wish for more of these enjoyable moments and if any of you would be so kind as to model for me the most beautiful sensation of your endless love I would be very thankful.

[hacker voice]: holy shit

[hacker voice]: just looking at this is making my eyes heavy

[hacker voice]: im going to sleep folks

ANN~: same

ANN~: we have to wake up before ryuji and akira to surprise them at leblanc

ANN~: we’ll bring a congrats on the sex cake

[hacker voice]: I’m in

Makoto: guess it won’t hurt to check on them

Yusuke K.: I would love to discuss this over some cake!

ANN~: deal, then! Good night, thieves <3

-` RYUJI ´-: you fuckers are gonna see some dicks

ANN~: that’s the plan dapper dan

ANN~: now go to bed!

thx for your time i hope you enjoyed it ideas that we did in the rp and i couldnt find a way to put here: > futaba leaks the nudes on the phan site > mishima warns akira of the thing and says he has a nice package > akira gets arrested for publicly posting pornography and akechi recognized him by the dick > "whats wrong with a little dick pic" "its not little" > makoto buys a copy of the akira/ryuji sex tape and resells it at school > mishima buys a copy

[theartificialdane]

Galactica, part 245

Christmas is coming closer, and everyone prepares in their own ways for the holiday season!

Thank you @veronicasanders @toriibelledarling and @samrull <3

“Come on! Just taste it!”

“Are you sure it’s good?”

“I promise.”

Ruby looked at Max with doubt in her eyes, the brit smiling brightly, the man unusually enthusiastic. They had been at the animal shelter, Ruby somehow volunteering there now with Max twice a month, the man’s smile and his gentle eyes able to talk her into anything, but with this she wasn’t so sure. They had walked by a bakery near Ruby’s flat, Max stopping dead in his tracks when he noticed a dessert in the front window, a monstrosity that was unlike anything Ruby had ever seen before.

“It’s one of the best dessert britain has to offer.” Ruby raised an eyebrow, the black mass on her plate looking anything but delicious, but Max had insisted that a plum pudding was the best thing in the world.

“Alright, alright. I’ll take a bite.” Ruby took the spoon from her boyfriend, the word still creating a pool of warmth in the pit of her stomach. She bit into the cake, the overwhelming taste of raisins and rum filling her mouth, and Ruby wanted to spit it out, but in that moment she looked at Max, his eyes bright like a kid on christmas morning, and she realised that she never wanted to do anything that could ever disappoint him. She swallowed, the cake making it’s way down her throat.

“It’s delicious.”

“You really think so?”

“Absolutely.”

***

The meeting with Aja’s old housemate and proposed drummer, Nina Brown, had gotten off to a very weird start. First of all, the bitch had come in wearing cat ears and a tail like some kind of furry meets Josie and the Pussycats fucking

“Don’t worry about it,” Aja had murmured to Adore, “She’s a little…off, but she’s good drummer and super creative.”

And then when Adore was explaining her vision for the band - a group of free spirited, supportive musicians, gay women who all wrote music and gave creative input, all got their chance in the spotlight regardless of their role in the group, Nina cut her off.

“I don’t write music. So, I guess this isn’t the band for me. Sorry to waste your time.” She abruptly got up from the table and began to walk away.

Aja grabbed her arm and yanked her back. “Nina! Breathe for a second, god. Why don’t you show her some of your art?”

Nina rolled her eyes, sighing. “Fine, but I don’t really see what that has to do with–”

“Please?”

“I’d really like to see it,” Adore added. “Aja was raving about how talented you are.”

Nina pulled out a thick sketchbook and opened it. Intricate, detailed line drawings filled the pages, covered with swirling text. Adore read some of the text. The read like poetry. Or…lyrics? “Are these words original? Or are you quoting from something?”

“Original. Just…you know…a bunch of random nonsense…” Nina sighed, head propped up on her hands.

“Dude…” Adore read some of the words. It was free verse, a little disconnected, but there was so much there. “Nina, this is amazing. We can DEFINITELY use this as inspiration for song lyrics. I mean, if you’re cool with it.”

Nina raised an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Totally.”

“Huh. Yeah, I mean…sure. You haven’t heard me play yet.”

“True. Wanna jam? I assume you got the songs that Aja sent you?”

“Yup.”

Adore smiled. “Alright them. Let’s play for awhile and see how we all feel. Sound good?”

Nina nodded. “I won’t feel bad if you hate me. Don’t worry.”

“I already love you, but let’s just make sure you can keep count,” Adore laughed, slinging an arm around her.

Aja poked Nina in the side. “What did I tell you, Neens? It’s gonna be impossible to keep that stormcloud over your head with this little precious muffin around. She’s too fucking cute.”

“I can see that,” Nina agreed, picking up her drumsticks. “Seems exhausting.”

“So Nina will be in charge of team spirit,” Aja explained.

Adore giggled, slinging her guitar strap over her shoulder. “Hey, as long as she can play, and keeps writing that fucking sickening poetry, I don’t give a fuck about team spirit. You do you, girl.”

Nina finally cracked a genuine smile. “Thank you.”

“How about we try ‘I Can’t Love You’?”

“Copy,” Nina said, counting them in, “5, 6, 7, 8…”

***

“That’s the last of it!” Pearl smiled as she carried the final shipment of boxes into Trixie’s office. “I can’t believe we didn’t think of this years ago.”

Two nights ago, Pearl and Trixie had been home alone, when they had both realised over their fifth beer that online shopping was the answear to all of their christmas prayers.

“Did you remember my doughnuts and triple venti?”

“For the last time, I’m not your assistant dude.”

“You know I don’t have one.” Trixie sat down on the floor, Ivan happily playing with Trixie’s keys, the heavy metal more interesting to him than any of the ergonomically correct properly designed baby toys his mom had bought for him. “I’m the cool boss, I don’t need an assistant to fetch me coffee.”

“You keep telling yourself that dude.” Pearl smiled and sat down on the floor as well. “So, do you want to be on wrapping duty or not? Because I’d just like to remind you that I-”

“Not that box!” Trixie practically jumped up, the man snatching the box Pearl was holding from her hands, the brown cardboard not betraying anything.

“What the fuck?”

“Just, not this one okay, I’ll do the unpacking and the wrappi-”

“Nu uh!” Pearl sat up on her knees, reaching for the box, but Trixie was fast and fell on his back, keeping it out of Pearl’s grasp. “Come on! Let me see, who is it for anyone!”

“None of your business!” Trixie tried to worm away, but Pearl grabbed his pants, the woman jumping him, the two adults fighting each other on the floor, Pearl shrieking with laughter as they fought.

“Pearl! Come on- It’s private!”

“You’re my best friend! Nothing is private!” Pearl finally won, Trixie’s months of maternity leave not helping his fitness at all, Pearl yelled triumphantly as she tore the box from Trixie’s hands, and then, the unthinkable happened, the packaging broke, and a huge, purple silicone dildo floated through the air followed by a sea of packing peanuts, it flew across the room, the thing like a missile, straight for baby Ivan’s face, the dildo hitting him, and both Trixie and Pearl froze as Ivan started crying, his cheek bright red after the smack from his mother’s christmas dildo. Pearl looked down at Trixie, horror painted on her face.

“I’ll pay for his therapy. I promise.”

***

Fame heard the door to her office click, her brows wrinkling in annoyance. She was on the phone, overlooking the streets of Manhattan through her window as she talked, so she held up a to indicate she was busy.

“Yes, yes. No, yes. Yes we can discuss it next week. Goodbye.” Fame hang up and turned around in her chair ready to tear into whoever had wandered into her office unannounced “Roxy, I have told you several tim- Patrick?” Fame looked at her husband, the man standing in the doorway, a smile playing on his lips.

“Hello my love.”

“What are you doing here?” Even though they worked in the same building, Fame and Patrick rarely saw each other on workdays, both of them busy running their respective companies.

“Can’t a man come see his wife?”

Fame felt herself flush, her pale scandinavian skin betraying her as she could see the smile bloom on Patrick’s lips. Sometimes it felt like they were newlywed once again, any mentions of their marriage making warm delight curl in Fame’s belly, a childish feeling that only belonged to teenage girls and blushing maids, but Fame couldn’t deny that it was nice.

“And why has my husband come to see his wife?”

“Maybe he was hoping she had a little bit of extra time, and maybe, your husband saw his wife leave the house this morning, and remembered how luck he was.” Fame saw reach behind himself, a single flick of his wrist clicking the lock on her door, and when Fame looked up, there was a predatory smile on Patrick’s lips, once she hadn’t see in months, and it was directed directly at her. Fame lifted her foot and pushed against her desk, her chair rolling up against the window, leaving her vulnerable, but she had never felt more secure.

“I’m yours.”

***

“This is boring!” Raven sighed.

“We’re almost done.” Violet smiled and laid a gentle hand on Raven’s arm. They were in Raven and Raja’s kitchen, the livingroom filled with noise as a carpenter had come to redo the entire floor. Violet didn’t personally think it was necessary, but who was she to judge what Raven wanted to spend her fiancée’s money on. “We only need to find a seat for Fame’s mother in law.” Violet looked down at the gigantic seating chart in front of them, small pins in gold, silver and white representing if the name attached was Raja or Raven’s or common guests for the pair, along with red for industry people they had to invite, even if Raven complained loudly about it.

“What about here? I’m sure she’ll do fine with Nina Garcia.”

“No way.” Raven grabbed the white pin, only just saving it from a table almost entirely made out of red. “She’s not going anywhere near that cunt.” Raven pressed Patrick’s mom down, safely securing her at a table of bankers. “There. She’ll be happy with all the attention, and I won’t have to speak to either of them all night. No one is going to ruin my special day.”

Violet couldn’t help but smile, Raven as always looking out for herself first. “Of course.”

[eversall]

Okay so idk if you're still taking jimon prompts but you're one of my favourite jimon authors and tbh I could really go for a cute coffee shop/first kiss fic bc I love slow burn first kiss fics and also idk if you write clizzy but if you do I 10/10 would absolutely sell my soul for a cute clizzy fic that involves clary trying to teach izzy about art @ a gallery (thank you so much if you get around to writing my prompts my gay heart loves love too much & ily)

i’ve actually been working on a longer jimon coffee au (it was originally supposed to be for shadowhunters au mondays?) !! it’s currently somewhere around 4k and i hope to finish it in the next week or so. meanwhile have my GAY LOVES CLARY AND IZZY

“Wow.” Jace sighs as he takes in the painting of a demoncrouching behind a tree in a forest. “It’s amazing.” Izzy snorts, lookingup from her phone. 

“What’s amazing is how hard you’re trying for Simon.” Shesnickers, and Jace frowns even as he blushes furiously. 

“I am not.It’s good art.” He insists, surreptitiously checking if his boyfriend iswithin hearing range. Simon’s animatedly talking to Magnus by the bar, though, so Jaceis safe from revealing what a horrifying sap he really is. 

“Yeah, art. Allbecause you want to get into his best friend’s good graces.” Izzy says, pattingJace on the arm. “It’s cool. Nice to see that you have a heart.” 

“I don’t.” Jace lies outrageously. “Feelings are a socialconstruct.” He looks back at the bar, and sighs. “That’s his third drink,I swear to God. He’s going to come back hammered.” He immediately turns andgoes to rescue Simon, and Izzy shakes her head, staring at the painting as shethinks about how happy Jace has been lately. 

“You don’t like the art?” an amused voice asks, and Izzy turnsto see Clary smiling at her, gorgeous in a shimmery black dress and a sheerwhite wrap around her shoulders. 

“Ofcourse I like the art.” Izzy says, rolling her eyes. “C’mon, Fray, youknow your work is gorgeous.” 

“Really.” Clary says, coming to stand beside Izzy and gazing at thepainting on the wall. The plaque reads When A Tree Falls, by Clary Fray, and the quiet pride onClary’s face - the mixture of disbelief and happiness that’s been on her facesince her gallery opened - takes Izzy’s breath away. 

“Yeah.” Izzy insists, swallowing and looking away from Clary to focus on the painting. “It’s very…um…representative of…”

“Please continue.” Clary laughs. “I would love to know whatyou come up with.” 

“Sorry.” Izzy says, sighing. “I really don’t know anythingabout art.” 

“You don’t need to.” Clary offers her arm, and Izzy slips herarm through the crook of Clary’s elbow as they begin to walk. “I’ll takeyou through them. Have you seen all of them?” 

“I think so?” Izzy says, pursing her lips in thought. “Isaw the demon series, the graffiti work, your strange collection of Simon’sband names - “

“Artis art.” Clary sniffs haughtily. “And I had to put all the work I put intohis endless name changes somewhere.” Izzy grins at that, nudging Clarygently, and laughing outright when Clary glares back. 

“Yeah, I’ve seen it all. It’s amazing, Clary.” She says softly,and Clary’s glare softens into a private smile, just for Izzy, and she can’tthink for a second, her world narrowing down to the soft curve of Clary’slips. 

“There’s one more series.” Clary says softly, ducking her headsuddenly. “It’s, um, private. I haven’t opened it up tonight, but…do youwant to see it?” 

“Sure.” Izzy says, surprised. Clary bites her lips quickly before she tugs on Izzy’s arm and leads her down a side corridor to a roped off area. The burly security guard, courtesy of Luke’s contacts, nods once at Clary as she steps delicately around the barrier, and Izzy follows, nimbly twisting so her floor length dress doesn’t snag. The slit across her leg slides up higher as she turns, and she pauses for a moment to tug it down slightly; when she looks up, Clary is looking at her with a strange intensity in her eyes. 

“Alright?” Izzy murmurs quietly, and Clary takes a shaky breath and pushes her hand through her hair, smiling faintly back at Izzy. 

“Yeah, yeah.” She sighs. “This series is just…super personal. I wasn’t even sure if I was gonna show it to you, but…you’ll see. Come on.” She walks down the hall and fiddles with a panel, until dim lights switch on over a series of paintings. Izzy looks at the first one and her breath catches. 

It’s Magnus and Alec, wreathed in swirling purple smoke, the tendrils looping through their intertwined arms and whispering across the faint smile across Alec’s lips, the grin on Magnus’. Izzy’s never seen this level of realism in any of Clary’s work before, or the way the emotion seems to leap off the canvas. Truth, the piece’s title plaque reads, but Izzy doesn’t need the title to know the story behind it, and she swallows as she smiles past the lump in her throat. 

The second piece has Simon and Jace standing back to back with their eyes closed and small smiles on their faces, wreathed in swirls of green and gold paint, a breath of space between them. They’re not touching at all save for their pinkies linked together, and Izzy wants to laugh because she can feel the sexual tension coming from the piece, the tension that’s playing out right now at the bar; the kind where Simon and Jace have been dancing around each other for years, sniping at each other and denying with every breath that they’d do anything in a heartbeat for the other. Flourish, the plaque says.

Jocelyn and Luke are next, the only full body painting Izzy’s seen so far. They’re in a waltz pose, their hands clasped and their heads thrown back with laughter. They look - happy, with shades of scarlet and maroon twining around them in music notes, vibrant autumn colors decorating their clothes. It’s the kind of long-lasting comfort and love that Izzy longs for and the plaque reads Forever, and oh, isn’t that true? 

“It’s, um.” Clary says, standing in front of the last painting. Izzy blinks at her, feeling exhausted from witnessing the depth of emotion in each of the works. “The last one. Don’t - don’t get mad. I promise it doesn’t have to change anything.” 

“Change anything?” Izzy asks, and Clary screws her eyes shut as she steps away. Izzy startles back because she’s staring at - 

Herself. 

Love, it says in simple gold lettering. It’s a painting of Izzy and Clary in shades of pastel pink and silver. Izzy’s never seen herself the way Clary’s painted her - she’s staring out of the portrait with a kind of gentle confidence, her hand cocked on her hip and her lips lifting in a playful little smile. And Clary in the painting is standing just behind her, her eyes trained on Izzy, the adoration clearly visible on her face, like there’s no one else in the world that she can see, like Izzy means something unbelievable, something heart-wrenching and desperately precious - 

“Clary,” Izzy says, spinning around to face the girl of her dreams, the one that she’s not sure she could live without, “Please tell me you’re - “

Clary looks hungrily at her for a second, and she must find what she’s looking for because she’s suddenly launching herself towards Izzy, her hands tangling in Izzy’s hair and her lips coming to press against Izzy’s with a ferocity that has Izzy quietly moaning. She brings her own hands up to cling to the filmy fabric of the wrap Clary’s got on, feeling the burn of warm skin just under the sheer cloth; she wants more, wants to be pressed so close to Clary that they end and begin together. 

She’d never even imagined that she could have this, could have Clary, because Clary is Clary and Izzy loves her so desperately she’s not willing to risk anything. This isn’t some passing desire; this is Izzy loving the way Clary’s nose scrunches up when she laughs, the way her eyes crinkle, the way she stands resolutely in the way of challenges. The way she grins at the world around her, tiny and scrappy and fiercely beautiful. 

And now the evidence is all around her - the painting at her back, Clary’s dream of the two of them in splashes of rose and champagne, in the curves of Izzy’s smile, and in the sparkle in Clary’s eyes; Clary at her front, her tongue tracing the seam of Izzy’s lips desperately, hidden away in this dim corridor of her gallery on her opening night, whimpering breathlessly into the hard push pull of their lips, her thumb drawing tiny circles across Izzy’s temple. 

This is art, Izzy thinks deliriously as Clary pulls away and they stare at each other before coming together for a slower, deeper kiss that blankets the fire between them into glowing embers, a lazy curl of desire that Izzy can’t will away. This is beauty, and this is love, and this is art. 

[rowanartist]

Fan Fiction Quotes 2017: (part 3)

<p>“You’re going out with Barton. What makes you think you’re in any way qualified to give me relationship advice?”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/366774”>[X]</a><i>amusing deflection banter  </i></p>

<p>“Bucky, you’ve always needed Steve and me to see the light in you, because you could never see it in yourself. That hasn’t changed.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/1578938”>[X]</a><i>Peggy bring the truth… </i></p>

<p>“Hey! It’s dumb heroic shit. I don’t do stupid, unless there’s a reason for it.”<a href=“http://atticuos.tumblr.com/post/162595631070/4th-of-july”>[X]</a><i>yup, sounds like him </i>

</br>“Barnes and Rogers, Brooklyn’s own troublemakers.”<a href=“http://atticuos.tumblr.com/post/162595631070/4th-of-july”>[X]</a><i>again, yup </i></p>

<p>“Never felt right pursing any selfish whims when there was so much injustice in the world, so many wrongs begging to be righted.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/8569513”>[X]</a><i>Bucky. Pirate AU. I really like the art - which is how I found it</i></p>

<p>“Steve gets to sleep in the middle and Clark and Buck equally love and fear his toes. His body radiates heat, but his damn toes are always cold and what the shit??? He’s so warm and yet?? Why just the toes?!”<a href=“http://buckmebxrnes.tumblr.com/post/146321475643/wintersupercap-its-like-stucky-but-with-a”>[X]</a><i>Tumblr head cannon for Steve, Bucky and Clark Kent. I know cold toes! </i></p>

<p>“He does [sex] more for the happiness and emotional connectivity and that natural high of pleasing the ones he loves the most.”<a href=“http://buckmebxrnes.tumblr.com/post/146359556273/whats-clarks-favorite-thing-to-do-with-his”>[X]</a><i>Tumblr head cannon for Steve, Bucky and Clark Kent.  </i></p>

<p>“He’d never even told her he was pansexual (he figured he wasn’t bi because that could potentially discount aliens and since humans are technically “not him” he figured pan made sense). He’s spent a lot of time in the shower thinking about his sexual identity to be honest.”<a href=“http://buckmebxrnes.tumblr.com/post/146551418443/the-henry-cavill-gifset-i-gave-you-in”>[X]</a><i>again the wibtersupercap head cannons. Lol. Even if the rest isn’t really my thing at all  </i></p>

<p>“Sex is so very complicated to him. He wants it, he doesn’t want it. It feels good…he’s never in the mood. He wants physical contact…he doesn’t want that much…but yeah sometimes he does? He’s all very confused about himself. ”<a href=“http://buckmebxrnes.tumblr.com/post/146670061983/oh-my-goodness-clark-accidentally-breaking#notes”>[X]</a><i>MORE head cannon stuff. Almost done, over halfway. Even not identifying as ace I get this. Relatable, personal . </i></p>

<p>“Kal could totally be an indicator of “Hey I need attention, love me plz.” ”<a href=“http://buckmebxrnes.tumblr.com/post/148350083428/for-wsc-they-gotta-call-him-by-kal-or-kal-el-bc”>[X]</a><i>more head cannon stuff, almost done. </i></p>

<p>“They feel alone in the world, walking beside people who don’t really belong to them but are there all the same.”<a href=“http://buckmebxrnes.tumblr.com/post/148353679873/bucky-meets-clark-first-post-ws-after-he”>[X]</a><i>they being Steve Rogers and Clark Kent - so on point! </i></p>

<p>“I have all this pent up emotion and nowhere to put it, and my boys are beautifully conveying and taking out their motions while I put my fist through the bathroom mirror.”<a href=“http://buckmebxrnes.tumblr.com/post/155538694443/i-know-this-is-really-random-but-i-came-up-with”>[X]</a><i>ahhh. </i></p>

<p>“Steve’s stomach gurgles noisily and Bucky laughs. "If I could move right now, I’d make you pancakes, but it’s going to have to wait until morning.”“<a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/319282?view_adult=true”>[X]</a><i>sex burns calories  </i></p>

<p>“alfred [’s Tumblr]: guns and sometimes miniature cakes”<a href=“http://wantstobelieve.tumblr.com/post/167280173762/hey-i-dont-know-if-someone-has-already-asked-or”>[X]</a><i>comments </i></p>

<p>“He wants to live on steamed dumplings from now on.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/4097566”>[X]</a><i>I’m with you Barnes, they are good! </i>

</br>“He wakes up early in the morning blanketed by the full-size chest of Captain America. Talk about purple mountains’ majesty.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/4097566”>[X]</a><i>lol </i></p>

<p>“Steve sleeps in the day when he isn’t out and then he’s up all night, up all night long, finding something to do, jogging, TV, sitting at the window, all night, all night.”<a href=“http://ipoiledi.tumblr.com/post/134324911571/i-love-these-conflict-resolution-stories-were”>[X]</a><i>yeah, depression  </i></p>

<p>“Steve hops up on the washing machine, swinging his legs – they’re only a couple scant inches off the ground, but he likes doing it”<a href=“http://ipoiledi.tumblr.com/post/133919491831/wow-i-just-binge-read-all-your-fics-since-steve”>[X]</a><i>relatable </i></p>

<p>“the tired face of Bruce Banner overlayed with that of the Hulk”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/2264658”>[X: story 2]</a><i>imagery. Draw. </i>

</br>“Steve from Brooklyn was still there since Bucky could see him. He didn’t need any other assurance.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/2337806”>[X: story 3]</a><i>comments </i></p>

<p>“well, i say bopped–it was the sort of wild swing you take with a frypan when someone startles you in the kitchen.”<a href=“http://buckykingofmemes.tumblr.com/post/168013597696/ok-i-officially-feel-like-ive-been-hit-by-a”>[X]</a><i>hilarious </i></p>

<p>“led by the bastard child of paul bunyan and lady liberty”<a href=“http://buckykingofmemes.tumblr.com/post/167312802206/how-many-cookies-would-it-take-to-bribe-you-into”>[X]</a><i>what a way to describe Captain America  </i></p>

<p>“Okay, guys, fair warning, this is gonna get pretty meta pretty fast. Because you know that I love Cap-spotting as much as the next person, and this comm is literally one of the most uplifting places on the internet right now, because it’s first and foremost about human connection and how heroes really are just like us, and they go out to get Chipotle or whatever, and we desperately need that in this shit show that’s called our lives, especially after what happened in NYC.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/1758087/chapters/3758717”>[ch1]</a><i>okay, this makes sense, though privacy should also be a thing… Maybe there’s not pictures? Then the continuation!</i>

</br>“[stan the smithsonian guard] also got a photo out of this, and the opportunity to tell cap that his older brother fought in the 107th during the war and knew bucky barnes. cap apparently got a little choked up. can’t blame him.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/1758087/chapters/4386261”>[ch3]</a><i>poor guard on duty when Cap took back his uniform… Stan even gets cameos in fics </i>

</br>“and i heard pepper potts might have implied a thing or two right after it turned out bucky was alive, and even the paps are scared shitless of that woman. AS THEY VERY WELL SHOULD BE.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/1758087/chapters/4386261”>[ch3]</a><i>oh the things that could get done if Peggy and Pepper were in the same time! </i>

</br>“Other auctioned “items” include a self-defense lesson with Natasha Romanoff, archery practice with Clint Barton and Kate Bishop, and a day in a lab with Tony Stark, and they will all be donated by the happy winners to the beneficiaries of the Youth Program at the Potts Foundation.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/1758087/chapters/4386261”>[ch3]</a><i>YEEEEES!  </i>

</br>“And it was nice to see that you can come back from something like this, maybe not whole, but at least not completely shattered, you know. Reassuring. ”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/1758087/chapters/4386261”>[ch3]</a><i>motivational</i>

</br>“We don’t want Captain America, the hero who’s supposed to represent the majority of Americans, to be someone we can’t identify with at all because of the lifestyle he chooses.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/1758087/chapters/4386261”>[ch3]</a><i>a haters comment. Me: so the majority of Americans can’t relate to following one’s heart toward happiness?! </i></p>

<p>“It’s been nice to have people around him he can indulge skin hunger with as much as his libido.”<a href=“https://morgynleri.tumblr.com/post/168515169593/mcu-heroes-are-villains-agent-and-raindeer-games”>[X]</a><i>a friwnds Tumblr. I’m not sure (or maybe I just don’t have the energy to analyse it) why this quote stood out to me…</i></p>

<p>“Sure, he didn’t need glasses, and sure, they were practically useless, but they were badass. Plus they made the world look purple”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/4319715”>[X]</a><i>not overall relevant but a cute warming read </i>

</br>“Natasha winds up throwing Clint down the garbage chute and if that’s not some kind of metaphor for Clint’s life he doesn’t know what is.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/4319715”>[X]</a><i>lol! </i></p>

<p>“Put on one of these obnoxious Christmas monstrosities that Tony has decided to inflict on us and get up to the main floor, because when I say that Santa has been, man has he been.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/2843540”>[X]</a><i>comments </i>

</br>“Nope, it’s 9am. That is not too early. It’s Christmas, stop being such a Russian humbug and get up.”<a href=“http://archiveofourown.org/works/2843540”>[X]</a><i>little 3+1 Christmas fic </i></p>