#anyway. happy ending for maximus :(

[luckycaricature]

Just finished the fallout show. That ending was bullshit :/

[angelxmikaelson]

secret's out

secret's out lh44

summary: lewis hamilton was known as a single man who's main accomplishment in life was his 7 world championships, when rumours start spreading that his career may not have been the only thing growing in the past 10 years

face claim: gigi hadid

pairings: lewis hamilton x wolff!reader

warnings: none

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enews: y/n wolff shows off her body after pregnancy rumours spark after model's last runway show. what do you think, is the VS model pregnant or not?

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user3 even if she is it's none of our business

user2 i think she is, no way is that the same y/n from now

user95 isn't that picture like 6 years old??

user4 who is she even dating >user9 idk it's been like 10 years since she's been officially dating anyone

user02 she totally is, did you see her last runway?

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roscoesdad: happy 5th anniversary to the absolute light of my life, can't wait to spend the rest of forever with you and our little family 🤍

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metelvettel happy anniversary you two, can't wait to see you again >notwolff thanks seb, come over for dinner soon xx

notwolff happy anniversary baby, can't wait to explore this next chapter with you

ilovedannyric i can't believe you let her wear a helmet again after last time >notwolff it's not my fault i got my head stuck maximus

totototo happy anniversary my darlings, hope you liked my present >notwolff we did thank you papa, but i don't think i'll be able to put it to much use

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y/nwolff: live footage of me reacting to bella and kendall enjoying my present because i can't

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bellawolff i swear the things i do for you >y/nwolff thank you baby sis

totowolff my bad schatz i forgot >y/nwolff it's okay papa thank you anyway

user4 can't drink? why not?

user8 guys pregnancy rumours and this? >user26 coincidence i think not

lewishamilton could have given it to me but nooo >y/nwolff sorry baby 💜

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user6 oh my god! did anyone else see that??

user83 someone tell me they screenshotted that? >user7 i've got it!!

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lewishamilton: well i guess the secrets out. meet my beautiful wife, y/n wolff-hamilton and our most amazing three year old baby girl, lena hamilton. thanks to everyone who have managed to keep our secret but no need anymore. anyways, happy late anniversary baby. i will love you until the end of time.

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authors note: sorry it's short but i had no idea where to take it anymore

[bimobuddy]

"Would you..."

I'M BACK FINALLY, BABYYYY

JUST HAD TO GET HAPPY AGAIN AND FIND A FIXATION

Anyway this is a Maxley tickle fic

Max Goof x Bradley Uppercrust III

I will also be writing Tank x Bradley, I like both ships

Lee! Max, Ler! Bradley

Don't worry, Bradley is gonna have plenty of lee moments in the future, he needs his shit wrecked

I gave them tails (._.) They're dogs, they get tails

Summary: Max and Bradley are having a horror movie marathon, and it starts a little game between them, which eventually turns into a much different, more one sided game

*cl-click... whiiiirrrr*

Max popped the tape into the player, and scooted back, sitting against the couch on the floor, while Bradley sat on the couch with his legs draped over his shoulders. He rested his chin on his head and fixed his eyes on the screen.

Everybody knew Max loved horror movies, but most people didn't know Bradley was much the same, on one condition.

"Does the-"

"No, I talked to Bobby, no animals die on screen in this one, just a pet bird that's already found in its cage, but they have a funeral for it."

Satisfied, Bradley rested his chin back down on Max's head as the movie started. He didn't like animal death scenes, but he was perfectly fine with people.

About half way in, he broke the silence between them. "If I got sucked into an alternate ghostly plane, would you come in after me?"

"Absolutely." Max's answer was immediate. He leaned his head back to look up at his boyfriend. "If I told you a man with knives for fingers was terrorizing my dreams, would you fall asleep and fight him for me?"

"Absolutely not," Bradley answered, earning a snort from Max, "The dream world was his world, and he had more power there, are you crazy? He'd obviously win. That's not even how it worked in the movie, they pulled him out of the dream and killed him in the real world."

"Okay well would you kill him in the lore accurate way?"

"Realistically, no I'd send Tank to do that, but for the purpose of this game, I'll say yes." He responded, his tail thumping against the couch, causing Max to start wagging his as well.

"My hero." Max mumbled sarcastically, looking back at the TV to finish the movie.

Sometime during the movie, Bradley started to twirl Max's ear around his finger and just mess with it, oblivious to the blush that had spread across his partner's face, or the way he tensed up and grinned nervously.

"Maximus, if I were a skeleton in your attic, would you help me rebuild my body to become alive again?"

Max normally would have rolled his eyes at the name 'Maximus' but he was a little too focused on the ticklish feeling in his ear. He opened his mouth to reply, but ended up pushing Bradley's hand away with a giggly, "Quihit-"

Now this caught the fraternity leader's attention. Any chance he got to mess with Max, he took. "Oh? Ticklish, Goof?" He practically purred, tightening his legs over Max's shoulders to keep him in place.

Max's cheeks reddened. He didn't have an issue with being tickled.. It was his laugh he was self conscious about, since he inherited it from his father. Ever since he could remember, he'd practiced his laugh to make it sound normal, and not... Goofy.

"Bradley wait, my laugh-"

"I know, I've heard you before."

And with that as his warning, Bradley started to play with both ears, gently rubbing them between his fingers, while Max just giggled and tried to shake his head.

"Nohohoho, Brahad- Nohot my ehehears-" He tried to duck his head but that didn't do much, since Bradley just followed. His ears weren't necessarily 'bad,' but more of a 'sweet spot,' in the way they always got him giggling, blushing, and fumbling like he didn't know how to react.

"Oh not your ears? Would you prefer I move down here then?" He teased, releasing Max's ears and slipping his hands down under his arms. Max arched his back and squeezed his arms down against his sides, his tail going wild slapping the floor.

"Brahahahadley nohohoho!"

"Max, I can't hear the movie, calm down~ Why are you laughing so much, it's not a comedy~" He teased.

He released Max from his legs and got down on the floor with him, briefly wrestling with him to get him down, delighting in the way he giggled in anticipation.

"Brahadley my laugh, ihit's-"

"Shut up about your silly little laugh, I like it~ In fact, I want to hear the original, unpracticed version."

Bradley latched his hands onto Max's sides, his fingers wiggling into his sides while his thumbs dug into his belly.

Max tossed his head back and started to kick his feet against the floor, trying to shove at Bradley's chest, his laughter kicking up and becoming more boyish.

Finally, playful hands found his knees and squeezed.

"Nohoho! Hahahahahahyuck-" He slapped his hands over his mouth, his face going red. The only noise that came from him was his tail continuing to thump against the wooden floor.

Bradley stopped and laughed so hard, he had to lean down, pressing his head into Max's shoulders.

Max huffed, slightly amused by Bradley's reaction. "At least one of us enjoys it."

Bradley sat up, calming down, yet his grin stayed. "Would you relax? It's not as bad as you think. I can see why Roxanne liked it when you guys met."

The younger of the two groaned and covered his face. "It sounds so silly though."

Bradley grabbed his wrists and pulled them back to uncover his face. "That's what makes it so great, you goof."

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I'm not gonna lie, it took me a while to type the "hyuck" into the dialog because anytime I got close to it, I started laughing bc it's silly /pos

I think unique laughs are cute

Y'all get bonus points if you can name the horror movies I was referencing

[anonymous-dentist]

Absolutely obsessed with Spiderbit's record books because:

Cellbit's official residence isn't his castle. It's Quesadilla Island's Federation Headquarters, aka the offices you get to via the train station

They actually have his blood type on record!

Also, does this mean that his employee number could be 435? Which is interesting because his coworkers and all the other Federation employees refer to him as "Mr. Cellbit", which is kinda like the Census Bureau because Cellbit more or less works under Cucurucho directly. And, as we know now, Cucurucho isn't actually a Federation employee, so maybe Cellbit isn't officially an employee, either.

Roier's home, again, is not listed as Cellbit's castle, which is where he's been living basically since his marriage. Everybody knows that he doesn't live in Bobby's Castle or Bobby's City because that's all just an extension of Bobby's Tomb, and Roier hasn't been in his house more than ten times since Bobby's death six months ago.

And then there are the kills:

(Cellbit, left. Roier, right.)

I've been sitting here for a WHILE trying to think of who they've killed-killed, and I think I've figured it out?

Cellbit, I believe the day before his wedding, murdered Maximus because Maxo was talking about politics, and that was Not Allowed. Outside of that time, he has made a point of not killing any players because of his Trauma- the only players he's ever properly attacked outside of that kill have been Forever (day of the wedding, Roier asked him to) and then Maxo again during the Gordinho Gostosinho interview (Maxo triggered him by bringing up his past, and he got revived by Richarlyson iirc.)

Outside of players, Cellbit has killed Abueloier once. He tried to kill him for good, but it somehow didn't stick. Abueloier doesn't count as a player because he isn't part of the experiment (aka he's played by cc!Roier as an NPC.)

Roier, meanwhile, has made a point out of not attacking literally anybody first because he doesn't like resorting to violence. He just doesn't Do That, hence why Etoiles was so happy when Roier started going apeshit and murdering people during Purgatory. He never even attacked his mortal enemies, Quackity and Spreen, after their betrayal (but tbh what he was gonna do to Spreen is worse than death.)

So who did Roier kill?

Well, a while ago he was running around playing with explosives, and he foreshadowed the hell out of the Purgatory ending when he blew up Maximus on a tiny little island, killing him and erasing little baby Trump(et)'s last sign.

Poor Maxo?

Anyway idk what any of this means, I just think it's super interesting

[therantingsage]

Blogtember prompts 11-20, once again courtesy of @mod-jazzy / @jazzy-art-time! Had some fun ones this time around!

Once again, elaborations under the cut:

Day 11: Tbh I try to make most of my OCs easy to draw so I wasn't sure who to pick for this. Ended up deciding on Neura, because she really takes no effort.

Day 12: I wouldn't say Maximus is by any means the most difficult character to draw, but I distinctly remember hating having to draw him back when totemrodents was still around. His shape was annoying and I could never keep the size of his ears consistent. So I felt it would be fitting to give it one more go for old times sake.

Day 13: painted-pokes barely existed, it got zero asks and like 6 followers total, but I remember liking the vague ideas I had about the characters and setting. But looking back on the last post I ever made on there, I realized how AWFUL it looked and just NEEDED to do it more justice. Hi Inverse bye Inverse

Day 14: Paleo is the character who gets the most physical abuse in all of my blogs I'm pretty sure. I didn't want to draw how he lost his foot, cuz that's a major plot spoiler. And I didn't want to draw the scene where he got the back scar, because I couldn't figure out the framing for it. So instead. Future injury :) I'm not elaborating :)

Day 15: Haha anyway happy family on the beach! Once I get to the part of fugamsemidei's plot where they go on their Plate Quest it's gonna be so fun to draw. Much more levity in that part of the plot

Day 16: Hi Jazzy!!!!!! Hi hi hi Jazzy I drew your lizard!!!!! I wouldn't say Jody's blog is my favorite blog of yours, I honestly couldn't tell you what my favorite is I like them all a lot (gun to my head I'd probably say wastelandlabs or flakenrudy). But! Jody is your favorite blorbo and I've never actually drawn proper Jody fanart for you!!!!!! So here she is!!!!!!!

Day 17: I don't think I've ever elaborated on Cootenany? He's a Xatu/Absol hybrid who lives in the facility. He's like half the reason most of the plot happens. I cut out the part of the conversation telling the ACTUAL prophesy he's giving right here cuz I want to keep that a secret for later, but I at least wanted to draw him cuz I don't think I have more than once.

Day 18: I thought really hard about it but I don't think I really.....cut out parts of stories very much? Or at least if I do I usually do it early enough in the plotting stage that nothing but random thoughts exist of it. So the only thing I could come up with for this one was Spoop the Ditto. Initially they were just....a regular Ditto with nothing special going on? Just the youngster of my Phantump group. But now they're like. An actual character with plot importance in lots of places. Idk when I'm ever getting to that but it's something.

Day 19: I have definitely not mentioned either of them anywhere, but all my blogs are in the same universe! And this is the og Arceus and Mew of that Universe! Dhaha and Leonen! The only blog I think they'll ever be relevant in is fugamsemidei for obvious reasons but yeah. Them. They're buddies :3

Day 20: Lucy...oh no Lucy, your whimsy....they stolt it away from u....

[wolfiemcwolferson]

*knocks on your door* Hi!!

24: Marriage of Convenience for Maxiel please! <3

I had to knock this down because I got ambitious!

Car accident mentions with minor peril but everything is fine!

Daniel is the one who suggests it, quiet and behind the motor home while Max takes deep gulping breaths, tears still on his face.

“We could, uh-“ he stumbles through it, “if you wanted, I could be the one to handle that if you ever-“

Max’s sharp teenage eyes pin him down and flay him open, like he can see the filthy idiotic thoughts Daniel had in the shower this morning.

“I just mean that,” Daniel coughs into his fist, “people have done it before, ya know. You don’t have to rely on him. I’d be happy to be the one on call, Maximus.”

“It is okay,” Max insists in that stubborn way he does, “I will not crash again. I will not have to go to the hospital again.”

Daniel doesn’t try and tell him differently. He doesn’t think Max would hear him anyway, so he lets it go, continues to stand with him while he gets his breathing under control.

Max doesn’t bring it up ever again so Daniel doesn’t either.

Not until they’re not even teammates anymore and Danny is asking about him in the media pin, feeling lightheaded and frantic.

Everything has shifted between them these days. They’re more colleagues than friends, but Max is in the wall and Daniel knows what’s to come for him - he still has friends in the Red Bull garage. He gets the gossip.

So, he asks because he needs to know, thinking about that offer from years ago. We could get married. If you didn’t want him to be the one to get that call.

And then he runs into Christian looking pale and unlike himself and he sighs, long and heavy. “I want to stay and chat, Daniel, but Jos is with Max and I’ve got to go.”

Christian is too smart and he never says anything without reason and so Daniel gets a little insane about it and that’s how he ends up at Max’s apartment in Monaco with marriage papers in his hand.

“You will sign these.” Daniel says as soon as the door is open. “Because I cannot stand what happened this weekend.”

Max is half naked - bare chested and blinking at him in confusion. He looks like he’s just woken up and Daniel knows he looks insane, but he doesn’t care.

“Sign.” He demands, thrusting them out to Max.

“I will sign them, of course, Daniel.” Max says, taking them from Daniel’s trembling hands, “but I will tell you that we must be friends again. You cannot do this to me, where you ignore me on the phone and just say hello to me in front of other people.”

Max is walking into his apartment so Daniel follows him, taking note of everything that has changed since he was last here, specifically so he doesn’t look at Max’s broad back like…when?

“Daniel?” Max asks, slapping the papers down on the counter. “You will come over for dinner?”

“Dinner. Drinks. Parties. Whatever, Maxy, just sign those.”

Max’s smile is blinding and…he’s not a teenager anymore. He’s -

“Would you like some coffee?” Max offers. “I have those pods you like.”

Daniel doesn’t linger on it. He doesn’t. Max is just…considerate.

But maybe he should have.

Because the guy he’s legally married to is like…way considerate.

He googles how to tell if your fake husband likes you likes you, realizes just how far he’s strayed from the plot and then closes that tab on his phone before opening it back up and looking up that porn video. The one he likes with the guy and the -

Fuck. Daniel realizes with a start, he looks like Max.

He goes for a run instead.

He’s got it under control.

He and Max are friends. They have dinner. Max kind of maybe dates this model for a bit and Daniel never asks for details but she stays over at his place sometimes and Daniel convinces himself that if Max were to ask him for a divorce it wouldn’t devastate him.

Because Max is kind of keeping his head above water.

The car is shit. McLaren is shit and the only thing he looks forward to are the four uninterrupted hours of Max he gets every race weekend.

Their debrief, Max calls it.

They eat together or play video games together or talk and they’re allowed because they’re married or whatever and things are FINE.

Daniel is in Australia.

He and Max have barely spoken in weeks - not since Daniel turned down the Haas offer. Even though he signs the third driver role with RBR and he’s going to literally be able to talk Max through all their shared data now, Max is furious at him over it.

“You will have to sit out races,” he had shouted. “Stuck in the simulator in England.”

Daniel didn’t get it, was just happy to be happy. Happy to have a break, a soft place to land, time to figure it out.

But Max had taken something personally and he was mad and Daniel was…trying not to think about it. In Australia. Drinking cheap beer and eating too much and exercising kind of half assed and riding dirt bikes.

He was LIVING.

And he’s in Australia when his phone rings - or Blake’s phone rings because Daniel’s is switched off and he can tell by Blake’s face that it’s bad.

“It’s dad, isn’t it.” Daniel demands as soon as Blake confirms that yeah, he and Daniel are coming.

Blake continues to gather things, ignoring Daniel and the dread grows. He’s dead. He’s dead.

“We’re getting on a plane.” Blake says, stuffing Daniel’s iPad in beside his own. “Christian set it up.”

And as soon as he’s said the name, Daniel know. “Max.”

Blake nods. “Yeah, he uh. He’s probably fine-“

“Probably?” Daniel’s voice isn’t even coming from his own body. He doesn’t know-

“Hey,” Blake grabs his arm. “Christian said he’s awake and he’s okay, but he has to have surgery and -“

“Fuck.” Daniel says, grabbing his keys, “fuck, I haven’t -“

He can’t finish that sentence. He hasn’t been around. He hasn’t done anything he’s supposed to do. He’s not even in fucking Monaco.

Blake rides beside him silently emailing or texting or doing whatever he’s doing and Daniel seethes all the way to the airstrip where there is a private plane waiting for them.

Daniel knows they’re in for a hell of a time traveling last minute, but it’s okay.

What did you do he texts Max before feeling guilty and sending I’m coming okay? Please don’t bite the nurses.

Max reads the messages but doesn’t respond.

He’s well out of surgery by the time Daniel arrives to the tiny hospital. He’s glaring at him standing in the door, arm casted to hell.

“You did not have to -“

“Shut up,” Daniel bites. “I want to be here.”

“You are just my husband on paper, Daniel.” Max accuses. “You have made it clear that you do not care about what I have to think, so why do you care that I have -“

Daniel is exhausted and he’s mad as shit and he smells like airplane. “What the fuck are you talking about? I don’t care what you think?”

“You are not racing this year even though you could have been! So we will never see each other!” Max looks young again. Young and scared and like that kid Daniel first made that offer to. “You have been gone since the season ended and you have not called even though you said we would be friends,” Max opens his mouth to probably say more, but Daniel slumps down in the chair beside his bed and Max shuts him mouth. “I did not say you could sit. This room is for friends and family.”

“I’m you husband!” Daniel shouts, forgetting to point out that like, Max is in a hospital bed and absolutely not racing this year and he’s still mad at Daniel.

“Then act like it!” Max shouts back and Daniel puts his face in his hands and groans, feeling sorry for himself. “You should go,” Max says in that voice that Daniel hates. “I do not want you here.”

“Tough shit, Maxy.” Daniel whispers without looking up. “You signed the papers. I’m here. Pissed as hell at you, but I’m here and now you’ve got to deal with me for however long you will heal-“

“I will hire a nurse,” Max says, but Daniel ignores him.

“Because I’m not letting you injure yourself on your fucking iracing -“

“Daniel-“

“Because you’re too stubborn to heal properly-“

“You are not a nurse, you are not qualified -“

“I cannot believe you even agreed to this!” Daniel shouts, “when clearly you do not care about my opinion in the slightest!”

“I agreed to this!” Max shouts back, “because I am in love with you!”

Daniel is too shocked to move, just to stare at Max’s beautiful face and try and process…that he loves him too. That Max loves him -

“Well, I hate that we had to sacrifice our entire season,” Christian says from the doorway, “with Max out of commission, but thank god the two of you have finally admitted to that.”

“What?” Max and Daniel say at the same time before Geri steps around Christian, carrying a bouquet of flowers almost as big as she is.

Daniel stands up on instinct.

“A real wedding this time, none of that paperwork nonsense. Christian has already agreed to drive the getaway car.” And then she blinks at Daniel, handing him the flowers.

Max is still gaping at everyone, “Daniel does not-“

“Oh come off it,” Daniel says, “of course I do.”

“Oh,” is all Max says, suddenly looking pleased and smug. “Well in that case I think we should stay at your apartment while I recover. Your living room is better for physical therapy.”

Christian chuckles, clapping Daniel on the back. “We will get you back in no time. With your dedicated nurse here.”

Everyone laughs except for Daniel, he’s too busy staring at Max’s lips. Lips he’s never even kissed.

“Oh, Geri, my darling.” Christian says, “let’s give the kids a moment.”

Daniel forgets to even be annoyed or to make a joke, he just sinks down on the edge of the bed next to Max. “I’m going to kiss you.”

“Yes,” is all Max can say before Daniel is. Lips on his, eyes closed, frozen in time.

“I now pronounce you husband and husband.” Daniel says stupidly, but Max giggles anyway and Daniel is happy he asked him that day behind the motorhomes.

[natureismynature]

I have some thoughts regarding Leo and Max's plans. I think it's the most ideal way to get an ending for... this.

Like, come on, let's face it. Those eggs aren't hatching. They are beings with preservatives and inorganic things found in them, they are manufactured at best. They were kidnapped and came back traumatized and hurt, those cracks were not there as a sign of hatching. I doubt the mother dragon even existed in the first place.

But anyway, back to my main point. I think Leo getting a 50/50 percent chance of living forever or dying is the ideal ending because, well, it's her choice. She's taking this chance because she wants to TRY.

If she died with one or both of her parents, they'll forever blame themselves for what happened. Their relationship would probably sour or get rocky or worse, just cease to exist. If she died because of a Code attack, people would riot. And I mean that in meta and in rp. It would be unfair to everyone's eyes no matter how 'justified' it would be.

But if Leo died because of this? I'd honestly be satisfied with that. I won't be happy about it, I'd probably dehydrate myself from crying, but I wouldn't feel cheated or angry. I'd just be sad.

And we've already seen how reasonable and level-headed both Foolish and Vegetta are, they would never blame or hate Maximus if Leo ever dies because of this operation once they find out that it was their child's idea. They'd be sad, but they wouldn’t take it out on Max. Well, maybe at first, but they'll understand quickly.

If this is how Leo dies, no one would be happy. But no one would be angry either. Max would probably blame and hate himself, but I trust that Vegetta and Foolish would be there for him too. They’ll mourn together. Because Max is their family too.

On the bright side though! If the operation is successful, then we'll have Leo forever! :D

[trinkerichi]

i wrote another big rant earlier today about character analysis again but tumblr refreshed on my phone and deleted it all. ah well

‘twas all about Max this time and the whole “id vs superego” thing they had going on cuz in my humble “took a semester of psychology and child development” opinion I think that theory isnt the greatest but it makes for such interesting character analysis 

So Max is always described as “a being of pure id” while his superego is literally locked in a dark room cut off from the rest of Max’s brain. left so ignored that it manifests itself into a weird little man that Max saw on tv (because it’s this series and of course it did). The fact that Superego apparently HATES Max, seems to barely know anything about him and wants him dead... like WHAT DOES THAT IMPLY? It’s the inside out dilemma all over again but way darker. Max has very infrequent vague allusions to the fact that he’s got some kinda mild depression but I don’t think he genuinely hates himself like that. The most I can see is that he’s got a very weak sense of self preservation. He’s apathetic to his own safety, but again that’s more because of the id thing. 

The superego is supposed to be your sense of right and wrong. It’s your morality and logic system that keeps you from doing things Max does, like screaming in public and attacking people and stealing things. 

I think in the context of the intentions while writing this game, the superego is essentially a more pretentious word for the Max’s conscience. Like a Jiminy Cricket that’s stuck in Pinocchio’s head and can’t leave. Max ignores his conscience, and his conscience is forced to watch all the stupid stuff Max is doing while ignoring any sense of morality. So he’s like “ok screw this guy all my homies hate stupid id bunny”. I think the superego only manifested once Max found the psychic toys since they’re what caused Max’s brain tumor and other such nonsense. Max couldn’t have had that tumor from the beginning because past Max is fine. 

Id is your baseline impulses. Max at his core is constantly acting on impulse and only seeks immediate gratification.  Even his love for Sam doesn’t really contradict this. Sam has ALWAYS been his best friend and protector, so keeping Sam safe and happy will keep Max safe and happy. Max isn’t intentionally mean or selfish, and he’s not stupid either. But his mind works in a very direct thought pattern and he doesn’t think through anything he says or does. And Sam kinda does this FOR him if necessary so he’s never really had to develop that part of himself anyway. Plus they’re both self aware toons, so consequences don’t apply! 

That being said, everyone we’ve seen with “the gift” that uses the toys seems to be doomed in some way, like the toys themselves are cursed with bad luck. Sammun-Mak, Maximus, the brain in the ship, Skunkape, and Max all met their ends indirectly because of the toys. 

Uh i lost track of my point here. just, It’s totally up to interpretation if the superego REALLY is a part of max that resents his own lack of ambition and power, or if he’s just literally detached from Max and is his own disgruntled entity.

[thinkingheron]

Autobot Jazz Week Day 1 - Behind the Visor

Prowl looked up from the battle reports at the sound of his office door opening and frowned when Jazz shuffled in. "You should be resting."

"You sound like Ratch'," Jazz replied, aiming for his usual cheer but falling short on account of the mess he was in. Ozone burn marks everywhere, armor dented and torn in places, temp patches covering one entire side, and visor shattered in half, leaving one optic bare. The only reason Ratchet would have allowed Jazz out of medical would be because he didn't have enough room.

...or maybe Ratchet hadn't allowed, and Jazz just snuck off on his own when the medic was busy with others. They just had an intense battle at Kappa Pass, securing the passage between Iacon and Kalis. The Decepticons  had brought Bruticus Maximus, while Autobots from both Iacon and Kalis threw everything to defend the area and drive the Decepticons back south. Jazz had been in the thick of it, engaging the combiner directly, and it showed in every bit of his plating.

Prowl kept his disapproving stare until Jazz reached the couch for visitors and sank into it. "Has Ratchet discharged you?" he asked.

"I'm fine, Prowler," Jazz said, fiddling with his broken visor and coaxing it to come loose. Bits of reinforced crystals fell to the floor in glittering patterns. He wagged the unbroken end at Prowl. "And anyway, look who's talking. Optimus specifically told everyone those reports can wait. You're making the rest of us look bad by overachieving, Prowl, including Optimus himself."

Without the shield of his visor, Jazz's gaze was hundred times more intense. Prowl shuddered lightly. "I was not in the center of the fighting."

"No, you were blowing out that powerful processor of yours trying to keep track of and micromanage everything. Ratchet won't be happy if he has to treat you for headache on top of everything just because you don't know how to wind down."

Prowl flared out his doorwings. "I have to keep track of everything, if we are to win the battles."

He'd worked surprisingly well with the lead strategist from Kalis, and Autobot casualties had been at minimum as a result. He was proud of that, if nothing else.

"Ain't gonna help win the war if you burn out first," Jazz replied. He set aside the broken visor and fished out a replacement from his subspace.

Prowl watched Jazz examine the new visor critically, noticing tiny glints from shattered crystal particles still stuck near the saboteur's optics. Before Jazz could attempt to put on his visor, Prowl stood from his chair and strode around his desk. "Jazz, wait."

Jazz stilled as Prowl carefully brushed off the particles. Then Prowl took the visor and sat on the couch to get a better angle at lining up the edge with the connectors on the other's helm, making sure it was inserted in correctly. The visor, custom designed and built to be exact, fit smoothly and Prowl tried not to lament it when Jazz's optics went back to being hidden away.

The visor flickered as it integrated with Jazz's systems. He made minor adjustments for his comfort, then grinned.

"If I'd known all it took to get you away from your desk was to pretend I need help with this thing..."

Prowl gave a small smile of his own. "You are already too good at distracting me from work."

Jazz laughed. "Flatterer."

He shifted on his seat and leaned heavily on Prowl's shoulder, powering off his optics. "Well, I did come here to rest, actually, so let's see see if I can distract you just by recharging."

Prowl started to protest, but Jazz's engines were already purring contently, and really he wasn't wrong about that headache.

Later, when Ratchet came looking for Jazz and yell at Prowl for overclocking, he found the pair in deep recharge against each other on the couch. Tutting, he draped a medical blanket over them and left quietly.

[kasienda]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

thank you @ladyofthenoodle for the tag!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

36!! Insanity. When did that happen?

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

971,786 I was trying to break a million this year. It's gonna be close.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Miraculous Ladybug!!

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

A Miraculous Reveal

The Five Minute Adventures of Snake Noir

An Open Secret

Restorative Justice (This one broke 1000!!!! Yay!!)

Confessions to a Statue

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to! I usually get to most of them. When a fic is old, I don't always manage it. I just enjoy comments so much, and I try to acknowledge and express appreciation for the positive impact they have on me!

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Probably Going It Alone (Sailor Moon), though it could be Last Wishes (Ladybug)

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I'm gonna go with -> Let Yourself Be Happy

8. Do you get hate on fics?

It happens. It's not frequent though.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes, when I have to. I write loving wholesome smut that is fueled purely by spite.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

No. The idea of crossovers are strange to me.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No? Hope not anyway!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Someone asked if they could once, but I don't think it got finished.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not technically. But sometimes I push my betas to have a pretty heavy hand.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

Probably Lovesquare, but I covet Adrino more in that it's rarer, so whenever I find it I obsess. But I think love sqaure is more dynamic. There's more to do and explore with it. I get more ideas for them. But Adrino has become my comfort ship. When I'm sad or on the cusp of breaking I turn to Adrino.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Coming Of Age (Sailor Moon) - I just don't live and breathe this one anymore, but it's such a good premise.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue. Satisfying arcs/endings.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Imagery/Description

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I use to have Japanese words in some of my Sailor Moon fic. I LOVED honorifics!! I started to use less and less Japanese (besides honorifics. I always kept those. They're versatile in storytelling for showing how a relationship is changing. I love them!) because I felt like it hindered understanding in places. But I can't spell in French for some reason. Can't even get myself to consistently use Monsieur instead of Mr. Haha!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Chrono Trigger Or actually, I did some roleplaying on message boards for Wheel of Time back in the day!

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

I think right now it's Aftermath, but it's not done. Neither is Right Behind You, which is my other favorite. Haha! Of my finished fics, I'd probably choose Restorative Justice.

no pressure tags: @thelibraryloser @jennagrinsoverml @chocoluckchipz @miabrown007 @jattendschaton @coffeebanana @bittersweetresilience, @wackus-bonkus-maximus @pisoprano @bbutterflies @celestialtitania

[loonysama]

For the AO3 wrap game, number 29?

#29 What is your favorite passage/line you've written this year?

Surprisingly, this is an easy question to answer.

It's from Chapter 13: Curls from The Refugees.

Six weeks later, Thursday…

About six weeks later, Anna woke up to Kristoff lying next to her in bed, completely naked, his hair a floppy mess that hadn’t ever seen a comb. His face was bright from the ray of light pouring in through the window. Glittering crystals shimmered along the lower half of his face and arms, and all of his muscles were contoured in a very flattering way. Anna bit her lip. 

He kissed her stomach just below her navel while his hands ran along the sides of her body. Then one hand wrapped around her rib cage, supporting her breast from below, while the other traveled to her center. She buried her nose in his neck and inhaled when his fingers set her on fire.

She tried to touch him, too, but he moved his body between her legs. The full impact of the bright light streaming through the window blinded her, and Kristoff covered himself with the quilt Anna had kicked to the end of the bed. He put her feet on his shoulders and drew one of her hands between her legs, and curled her fingers. “Will you show me?”

Anna didn’t have time for embarrassment because she needed it so badly. She twisted a strand of hair as she reveled in her own touches. Then she squeezed her eyelids so tightly that a rainbow danced behind them; there was nowhere for the light to bounce, so she let Ahtohallan's love infuse her body. When she felt so full she arched her back in absolute pleasure and burst into a heavy pant as she fell to the bed. She didn’t have to look in the closet to know she just destroyed another box. She didn’t even need to know what was in it because it didn’t matter anymore; it was gone, and she felt so much lighter.

She lay still on the bed, her tired body and shaky hand warmed by the heat of the rising sun and glowed like the brightest moon. She raised an arm to protect her eyes from the brightness while her other hand covered the laugh she couldn’t keep inside. A laugh like that only happened when a smile wasn’t a strong enough expression of happiness. 

Kristoff put her cramped fingers in his mouth, then said, “Thank you, Anna, for showing me the real you.”  

She reached out to share some of the light and laughter with him, but he kissed the back of her hand and placed it on her stomach. “I don’t think you have time for that right now,” he teased.

Then he winked and said, “I’ll save you a seat in gym class.”

She opened her eyes to see a rapt smile dance on his lips, but she found she was alone.

Her smile broadened anyway as she put on the nearest bra, and she got dressed so quickly that she didn’t even button her jeans until she got to the hallway.

Rapunzel, who was singing to herself as she tied off her braid, beamed at Anna when she entered the bathroom

She held up the flat iron in one hand and asked, “So what will it be?"

She clamped the flat iron a few times in the long-short, long-short rhythm of a horse’s hooves trotting against a stone walkway in one hand, and asked, "Maximus or Pascal?"

Then she clamped the curling iron with a chameleon-like grip onto a lock of Anna’s hair.

It was an easy choice.

---

Later that day…

“Hey, have you seen Anna today?” Kristoff asked Eugene, who was sitting in front of him in gym class.

Eugene whistled and pointed, “Oh, you mean, that Anna?”

Kristoff looked up to his right where Anna’s whole body was framed by sunlight so bright he could only focus on her shadowed figure. But then she turned her face towards Kristoff and she became the light. Kristoff pushed on Eugene’s back so he’d move forward, then he wiggled back as much as he could so Anna could squeeze between them. It was a tight fit and Anna was so close to him that she was partially sitting on one of his shins.

Kristoff scratched her shoulder, and leaned toward her so he could whisper, “Ahtohallan’s light brightens your everything today.” 

Anna looked over her shoulder and smiled flirtatiously. Her cheeks were light pink, but not from embarrassment, and her shiny lips were sprinkled with glitter, which meant they tasted like vanilla.

It wasn’t until she looked forward again that Kristoff exhaled the air trapped in his lungs. 

Then he noticed that her hair hung in a ponytail with gentle curls rippling like a babbling brook along her back. It wasn’t wild and random like she had just taken out her braids; this was neat and intentionally done.

He ran his fingers down a small section, following the curls rather than stretching them out, and Ahtohallan’s rays revealed thousands of tiny gems. Kristoff always knew her hair was made of jewels, but her braids hid so many more than he could have possibly imagined.

“Your hair,” he whispered in Arendellian. “It’s so shiny.” Anna took a contented breath and sat a little taller. She turned her head enough that Kristoff could see her small smile, but he wanted more.

He leaned a little closer, and said, “It pleases Ahtohallan.” 

Anna turned her head back, her ponytail gently flicking against Kristoff's chest, to ask, “Does it?” 

Kristoff chuckled nervously and whispered, “And I also—” His voice was a little shaky and high-pitched so he cleared his throat and switched to Northuldran, “And I also really like it.”

He squeezed his eyes shut in case that was too much praise for Anna, hoping it didn't undo all her efforts. 

She twisted her torso and put her hand on his knee long enough to lock onto his eyes and say in Northuldran, "Thank you."

Her words, more than anything, melted him into quiet submission, and he’d never felt so put in his place before. Kristoff put both hands over his lower face until the red faded, but they did nothing to slow his heart rate.  

Neither did her black bra straps, very visible under her white t-shirt, protruding on either side of her ponytail. He sensed they were also intentional. He briefly contemplated wrapping his arms around her stomach and sweeping her to his lap, moving her hair to one side and kissing her neck and along her collarbone. His tongue swiped his lips at the thought of kissing her all the way past her navel this time to where he definitely shouldn’t be thinking about in gym class—in general, really—because he didn’t know if he had the strength to stop himself again. Not when random hits of lavender teased his nose.

Kristoff let go of her hair and leaned back. Then he took a deep breath, and, thankfully, the coach blew her whistle and they headed towards the track.

Kristoff tried to hide the smirk forming on his lips as Hans jealously leered at Anna, then scowled at Kristoff as he ran ahead of them on the track. The sour look on Hans’ face brought a little humor to the ecstatic feeling of Anna warming Kristoff all the way to his bones with Ahtohallan’s love for her. She was never going to end up with Hans because she and Kristoff were fated by Ahtohallan to be together. But Anna didn’t know that, and she chose Kristoff anyway. 

“Are you ok?” Anna asked Kristoff as they began jogging.

“He’s just really glad you’re here,” Eugene chimed in. 

Kristoff pursed his lips and made his eyes as big as he could until Eugene’s lips cracked into a small smile and he jogged a few paces ahead.

Anna hooked her index and middle fingers around Kristoff’s pinky and ring fingers and gave him a couple of quick squeezes.

Kristoff looked at her sideways and nodded in acknowledgment and they ran in silence after that, except for Eugene’s random complaints about anything and everything. Kristoff couldn’t help falling behind them every once in a while, just so he could watch Anna’s ponytail sway and sparkle under Ahtohallan’s light. Each time it swept to one side, Ahtohallan revealed facets he couldn’t see on the other. But when he remembered Anna was a prism, and she was reflecting tiny rainbows that made him feel loved, he jogged next to her. He didn't want to steal all of Ahtohallan's love; she needed it more than he did right now.

[novafire-is-thinking]

Krok for character ask game

one aspect about them i love

His heart. His desire to take his experiences and set a direction for himself and the rest of the Scavengers:

one aspect i wish more people understood about them

I’ve got nothing.

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have about this character

Krok loves maps. Before the war, and even during it, Krok made it a habit to draw maps of the various places and planets he’d visit. His ability to draw up and analyze a map to develop a battle strategy is one of the things that helped him earn him his spot as the commander of his own squad. He would have made an excellent cartographer.

one character i love seeing them interact with

All of the Scavengers. He’s got oldest sibling vibes, and as the eldest in my family with only one younger sister, I respect him for not throwing everyone off the W.A.P. and leaving them behind somewhere. xD

one character i wish they would interact with/ interact with more

Nickel. She also has oldest sibling vibes/mom friend energy. It’s always interesting for me to see two eldests meet. If there isn’t an outright power struggle, one almost always ends up on top of the unspoken heirarchy during the time spent together. I think it would have been interesting to see how Krok and Nickel would have adjusted.

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have that involve them and one other character

During the farewell party at Swerve’s, Fort Max’s apology opened the door for a real conversation between him and Krok. Krok mentioned his dream of helping other Decepticons find support and companionship now that the war was over, and Fort Max encouraged him to pursue it.

Krok went on to say that he wouldn’t even know where to start, and Fort Max suggested getting in contact with Prowl, as he’s a numbers guy.

Krok was, um, not thrilled with that suggestion.

However, Fort Max shared about his time with Prowl on Luna 1, and said that, despite the guy being an absolute pain to deal with 98% of the time, he had a genuine desire to see Cybertron flourish. Fort Max said that if he and the others wanted to launch this dream with the best chance of success, Prowl was the best guy to talk to. The conversation ended with Krok thanking Fort Max, saying he’d consider it.

—

After meeting up with CONS4EVA at Troja Major, Krok decided to take a shot at his dream.

He dragged the rest of the Scavengers (including CONS4EVA because why not) to Cybertron and started putting together a plan. However, he avoided getting in touch with Prowl since he was still wary of him, understandably.

But as fate would have it, the group eventually had a run-in with Prowl.

It was…interesting. Prowl demanded to know why Krok and the others were gathering support from other ‘Cons and having regular meetings. Surely a bunch of Decepticons meeting together couldn’t be good.

Krok requested to speak with Prowl privately.

*cue Misfire giving Krok puppy dog eyes and Krok shutting the door in his face*

Krok did his best to allay the strategist’s suspicions, which included giving a history of the Scavengers’ whereabouts since the war’s end, glossing over the worst parts.

Realizing this was the crew of “Scavengers” Fortress Maximus had spoken of so highly during his time on Luna 1, Prowl tentatively agreed to help Krok put together a plan, but with several conditions attached.

Unsurprisingly, Krok wasn’t happy with many of the stipulations. He wasn’t afraid to say so, but seeing no way to escape Prowl’s watchful eye and knowing his goals would likely fail without outside help anyway, Krok kept his cool and attempted to reason with Prowl.

After going back and forth for a while and standing his ground, he got Prowl to back off on some of the conditions.

The two reached an agreement and set up a future appointment to discuss the logistics. Krok had lived through a war, but never had he felt such a sense of victory than when he left Prowl’s presence that day.

—

Many months, a dozen flipped tables, and countless drinks later, Prowl, Krok, and the rest of the Scavengers launched what became the finest community organization for returning Decepticons that Cybertron has ever seen.

[youngmasterwisdomperson]

I’d like ask you about your book. I would also like to say I sought you out after seeing your response to the writing prompt about the Dark Lord. Now I’m excited to find out there’s a book (possibly)

Thanks for asking! That said, if you’re expecting my book to be about Maximus the Dark Lord, I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed. I have a fondness for that character and his story, sure, and if you’re looking for another part to his story I’d be happy to build a little more on what I’ve already written for that, but I don’t really know if the story as it stands is what I would consider Novel material. The pacing is much too quick to take up that many pages, and the format is much more conducive to a series of short stories than a full-length book. To adapt Maximus’s story into a novel, I’d need to start from scratch, take my time, flesh things out and slow the pacing down quite a bit.

As for what my book is actually about, it does share a genre with Maximus’s story (high fantasy), but it’s a lot less rooted in toying with the classic tropes and dynamics between fantasy princesses and heroes and dark lords. Instead, my goal in writing it was to create a fantasy story where the main male protagonist not only doesn’t solve problems with violence, but physically couldn’t if he tried.

The working title is Pathos. It’s a story about a boy named Gideon who was born with the ability to feel the full-force sum total of all the pain and emotions felt by people around him within a large radius, at all times. It’s kind of a passive ability for him, and he can’t turn it off, so it creates an interesting limitation as he learns to apply the magic system over the course of the story. Gideon literally cannot help but empathize with the enemy, and he physically *feels* any and all pain he inflicts, so physically fighting to win is a recipe for failure on his part. For plot reasons, Gideon washes up on shore in the jungle on the coast of the nation of Revel, and it’s in this jungle that he meets a boy his age named Axel, who is secretly the Crown Prince of Revel, and who Gideon can tell from use of his powers and context clues is being led by his bodyguards straight into a trap. Gideon foils the assassination attempt, and the story progresses from there, featuring mystery, magic, and political intrigue, as the two boys try their best to prevent conspirators in the court from sparking a war with the people of Chimera Desert (and slowly develop feelings for each other of the queer-platonic variety along the way).

That’s a bit of an oversimplification of the plot in my opinion. There are other main cast members and plot lines as well, such as a magical murder mystery featuring Anna, a girl with the power to turn into any species of spider she’s familiar with at will. Unfortunately, she can’t turn her powers off entirely, so she’s always at least partially transformed at any given moment. Her plotline starts out fairly separate from Gideons but the two stories will merge before the story’s end.

Anyway that’s my pitch of the story of my book as it stands right now. If it sounds interesting to you that’s cool. If you’re just here for Maximus the dark lord that’s fine too. Thanks for leaving an ask! I love talking to people about the things I write.

[audioaujom]

CollegeHumor Tangled AU (Hub)

Welcome to a small hub for the CollegeHumor Tangled AU!

Welcome welcome! I should come right out and say a few things, including that 1) this is not a full AU in the sense that I won't be writing every single scene or following the source material exactly, and 2) this is much more messed up and violent than the movie. I'll be titling the chapters after the section of the movie I've pulled from for the chapter, and will have specific trigger warnings at the beginning and will update the overall tags as we go. In this AU, Zac is Rapunzel, Brennan is Mother Gothel, Emily is Flynn, Murph is Maximus (yes, the horse), and Lou makes a guest appearance as Pascal. However, this is not an Emily x Zac ship fic. 

While a lot of things will be different, I won’t necessarily be covering the exposition needed for all of that to make sense at the beginning in one big drop. I’m too lazy to rewrite the opening monologue, and I’m trying to have this out as I finish my CollegeHumor Powers AU so I can steal its update slot in my schedule for this one. The most notable lore change that you should know about beforehand is that I'm not messing with hair and instead giving Zac magic tears—like how Rapunzel has to cry at the end of the movie for her powers to work, except that's how it's always been. If that's not an indication of how far downhill things are going to go, I don't know what is. Anything else that’s different will either be in the notes or explained in canon. I can't promise regular updates since this is a very new set of writes and I'm back in school, but when I do have an update it'll be on a Sunday, and I hope to get things done every other week at minimum. Hope is the keyword there. Anyway, sorry for the info dump and enjoy the whump and madness!

Happy reading!

Warnings (contains spoilers): Blood and Violence, Manipulation, Psychological Abuse, Unhealthy Relationships, Stabbing

Chapters: 1: Mother Knows Best 2: The Tower is Discovered 3: Zac Touches Grass 4: He's Got a Dream! 5: A Cliffside Confrontation 6: In the Woods 7: The Horse Knight Catches Up

Ao3 Link

[flightfoot]

I posted 18,156 times in 2022

That's 5,206 more posts than 2021!

2,695 posts created (15%)

15,461 posts reblogged (85%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@galahadwilder

@gentil-minou

@chronicallylatetotheparty

@trainsinanime

@lovingadrienhours

I tagged 13,225 of my posts in 2022

Only 27% of my posts had no tags

#ml fanart - 3,373 posts

#adrien agreste - 3,260 posts

#ml spoilers - 3,182 posts

#miraculous ladybug - 2,171 posts

#marinette dupain cheng - 1,962 posts

#ask - 1,718 posts

#ladynoir - 797 posts

#alya cesaire - 676 posts

#adrienette - 614 posts

#toh spoilers - 540 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#i don't trust these kinds of prediction posts unless someone reblogged it way back at the time so you can see that the post wasn't changed.

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

To make you feel better: please rant about your FAVORITE au and what it is you like about it. Bonus points if you can make the author keysmash in the comments/tags.

Right now? Hard competition between @buggachat's Bakery Enemies AU and @wackus-bonkus-maximus one does not love breathing. Which should not surprise anyone, if you've been on my blog these past few weeks. Though right now I think I'm gonna go with the Bakery Enemies AU, because wackus's AU is still very painful and angsty and it's got a great set-up but I NEED a happy ending to soothe the pain. Sentis go through so much psychological horror in that fic, and I suspect that more's coming up...

Anyway, I absolutely adore the Bakery Enemies AU! I've written five fics for it so far.

Perspective From Another Timeline, because I really wanted to cross over BEAU with canon in some way, and Alya and Nino make everything better.

Swallowing Rings is Bad For Your Health, because I found the concept of what might happen if Marinette HAD actually swallowed the ring to be really funny, and it took only a minor tweak to explore that possibility. Most awkward identity reveal ever!

Greeting the New Dawn, because I wanted to explore some of the remaining angst even after Marinette and Adrien know each other's identities and are reunited properly. I think it's especially relevant now, with its focus on Marinette having nightmares about what could have happened to Adrien, if things had gone a little bit differently. I'm betting that Marinette will have more nightmares in BEAU soon, with feeling guilty about being so convinced, yet again, that Adrien is evil.

Hungover Realizations, because after the sleepover arc, I wanted a funny and adorable reveal to tide me over.

And finally, Forgetting Enemies, Rediscovering Friends, because I've wanted to write an Oblivio-inspired fic for ages.

I just really love BEAU, it's got that dramatic irony that helped attract me to Miraculous in the first place, and I love how clearly you can see Adrien's and Marinette's emotions throughout it.

1,015 notes - Posted August 10, 2022

#4

WE HAVE A MARICHAT KISS PEOPLE. FULLY, WILLINGLY, ON THE LIPS, MARICHAT KISS!

1,253 notes - Posted November 3, 2022

#3

Oh yeah, it was interesting seeing Luz’s past in Thanks to Them, including her interactions with other kids. It doesn’t look like kids went out of their way to be mean to her or to hurt her, so much as they rejected her when she displayed some of her interests in things that other people found gross or dangerous. The adults were actually a lot more outright hurtful and mean than the kids were.

 Kind of reminded me of Eda’s school experience actually, especially with her being so famous as a troublemaker. 

Oh yeah, and there were these two guys, who seemed pretty friendly.

Like they genuinely seemed thrilled to meet someone who was also passionate and into weird, somewhat scary things. I think that, assuming she splits her time between the Human and Demon realms, Luz will actually have some school friends in the Human realm this time, with these two. Bet they’d love the Demon Realm.

1,394 notes - Posted October 16, 2022

#2

I love how Marinette sees the bell and IMMEDIATELY thinks that Kuro Neko’s Chat Noir. That bell is one of the signature features of his outfit... which is why it’s kinda sad that as Catwalker, he doesn’t have it.

1,778 notes - Posted January 24, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I love how Nino just snatches Adrien when Lila sees them and runs off with him XD

See the full post

2,236 notes - Posted October 21, 2022

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[maximusboltaqon]

ok so these are pretty jumbled thoughts because i keep thinking of making this post while im at work and then forgetting what i was thinking about. but anyways.

ive been off and on thinking about maximus and blackagar and their status of king/prince. although the show version of maximus does seem to enjoy being king (more on that... eventually, in a different post), in general, it seems like neither of them particularly want or enjoy being king.

maximus spends a pretty significant amount of time trying to steal the throne, yes, but whenever he actually has it he doesn't seem that happy. as he says in uncanny inhumans,

he gains more enjoyment being a menace than anything else. being king is a large responsibility, and when blackagar isn't actively fighting to get it back, there isn't chaos. attilan's citizens don't seem to mind maximus as king, at least not enough that i can remember it being brought up, so he doesn't face much in that regard. and typically attilan isn't under some outside threat while he's king - or if they are, he doesn't show much interest or take charge, and the rest of the family deals with the problem.

then there's him allowing blackagar to reclaim the throne without any fight at all in,,, war of kings? silent war? one of those space war comics that all have similar titles, iirc.

AND him not caring even slightly when medusa has the throne in new attilan, claiming it's a boring headache.

whenever he's king, he's miserable. whenever medusa is ruling alone as queen, he shows no interest. the only time he actually cares about or shows signs of wanting to be king, is when blackagar is. and ive been trying to come with why. jealousy? does he just think he'd be better at it? believing bb is just too dangerous?

probably yes to all of that, but i think it might also have a lot to do with their parents. because yes, they died, and max blames this on bb (also more on this later), but i think it also has to do with how they ruled.

as much as blackagar has questionable morals and some really shitty behavior throughout a lot of his ruling, he clearly doesn't think or act exactly like his parents. his thoughts on the genetic council, on exiling vs killing, his constant willingness to forgive those who have harmed him, even at the cost of putting attilan at risk, the alpha primitives - all things that are pretty significant to their society that bb doesn't treat in the same light his parents did.

and as shitty as their parents were, bb and max do seem to love them. bb never really knew anyone else prior to being let out, and though max kept his powers hidden, his parents surely knew, making them the only people he could confide in. both of them were extremely isolated from anyone but their parents, and had extremely high expectations put on them from birth. they both, even well into their adult life, never seem to question or acknowledge this mistreatment, and hold their parents in extremely high regards.

royals even implies that his part in their deaths is the one thing maximus truly regrets doing:

(is this even implying? this is basically outright stating that he feels guilty about the deaths he's caused trying to oppose bb, and his parents are the ones telling him this. even if it only lasted five seconds, under the assumption he's telling the truth about this time-frame, it still existed for him)

royals also has a panel of maximus initially blaming himself for their deaths, something once and future kings also includes.

although he does end up placing heavy blame onto bb for this later, more than once it's shown that his initial reaction is to blame himself. he's definitely pretty messed up about these two deaths.

these strong regards he holds his parents in, paired with his guilt about their deaths, probably left a lot of unresolved guilt and a need to make them proud, to fufill what they wanted, even if they couldn't be there to witness any of it. max seems to think they're great rulers, and wants to do right by them.

blackagar, on the other hand, has a lot more support, from his family and from society, and although i do think their deaths affected him very heavily as well, he seems more secure in not placing it on himself. max seems to do it more as a coping mechanism, while bb just logically knows it was an accident neither had meant. he loves his parents, but he's more concerned with being a good king than being what they wanted him to be.

and if blackagar is a good king, and blackagar is doing different than their parents did, then there's some poor implications being created about their parents. if bb is a good king, and he does the opposite of their parents, if he changes the laws and allows exceptions, then whatever their parents did might be classified as wrong.

so maximus has to either confront the idea that their parents weren't perfect and all-knowing, or take the easier way out and say bb is just a bad king. i dont think maximus wants the throne because he truly wants it, but rather he's trying to preserve his parents' legacy by keeping everything exactly as they left it.

(plus, he seems to be much more chill with bb whenever they're working against a common enemy and bb is willing to harm or kill in order to protect attilan. something im sure agon would do.)