#april fools event

[copperrust]

me when i fuckging get you

[a-boy-too-weird]

[villowstar]

Boop!

Happy April booping everybody!!!

[climaxbattles]

[leonawriter]

ok so. I mostly just wanna ramble about stuff.

don't read on if you haven't done the event!

OK so. The pair-offs.

I can't help but think that who each Sinner was paired off with (no, not in a shippy way) has got major implications and lore reasoning.

The elephant in the room is, of course, Ryoshu and Hong Lu, since they're the focus of the next two Cantos.

Ryoshu is the seemingly content and happy-go-lucky Hong Lu, while Hong Lu's body is now piloted by Ryoshu, giving us some chillingly terrifying moments, when she glares, and threatens execution if Hong Lu (in her body) tries to unsheathe her sword.

Personally I think that's a huge glaring neon sign toward Hong Lu's issues with violence and anger that've been repressed. His body is capable of it, even when his mind is elsewhere... just as Ryoshu is - as we know from things like TKT and C6 etc, perfectly capable of being nice, and defending someone who whose family are shit.

Talking of, the other really obvious pair from the start is Heathcliff and Sinclair, who have both had their Cantos, and I think their connection is pretty obvious - Heathcliff's anger is expressed clearly and openly in an outward way, while Sinclair lives in a balance between showing his rage and hatred, and... just plain not letting it be who he is. I have yet to read Demian. I feel like I'd know his character better if I did.

But yeah, we see Heathcliff acting nervous and skittish and much younger, when we know that he was abused as a child. And we see Sinclair acting brash and aggressive, when... oh, yeah, the ID that's releasing after the next maintenance? Is his Middle ID. Where he is full of violence and rage, and he looks to be in his element.

So. They, too, match.

Some of the others aren't as clear-cut, but are just... hilarious to watch, but also fascinating with the implications.

We have Meursault and Rodya, when we have no idea what Meursault's back ground is past what people have asked him to tell of it, but we DO know that he was in N Corp for a while, and he no longer is, as well as that he used to speak in a less concise way, and started speaking the way he does now because he thought people would understand him better. In other words, both Rodya and Meursault either aren't truly being themselves all of the time, OR they have adapted to suit being around other people.

Don Quixote and Faust seems like an odd match-up at first, but - oh, wait. Both of them have a "hive-mind" of sorts! Faust has the Gesselschaft (the Fausts) and as we saw in the LCB-RCU... Don Quixote has the entirety of the Family's thirst riding on her back. And in the event, both of them are "cut off" (either through Rocinante, or "Access Denied") from that outside force of voices.

OH- also? We know that Faust as we know her is usually on top of things all the time, right? But there WAS one single time she wasn't - MOTWE. During which she did some pretty out there things, such as smiling while picking up human viscera. And she got excited to investigate things with absolutely no backup from Gesselschaft.

I think that's our other connection here - both of them have the capacity to become very excitable and expressive, and they also both have the capacity to be straight-faced and logical.

Gregor and Ishmael are a fun pair, and I feel like others might have more to say than me, but... there is the fact that both of them have been turned into something "else" by someone they followed (Gregor with Hermann, Ishmael with Ahab). It was less literal with Ishmael and Ahab, but Ishmael does literally refer to following Ahab as "becoming her mermaid" at various points. In C5, it's almost literal; she gets caught up so much that Heathcliff has to tear her free from becoming something other than human... just as Gregor is. They've also both lost the entire group that they would have once fought alongside, while they're the only survivors.

Which leaves us with Outis and Yi Sang, which I think is... oh, just. Fascinating.

Here we have the guy who refused to sell out his inventions, whose friends sold him out and who has issues connecting with the world and who just wants everyone to get along, paired up with Outis, who... is associated with a famous story where SHE'S the one who sells others out. Outis, who makes it her life's work - whether she intends it, or realises it, or not - to tear others down and form wedges between the group.

Honestly I'm still both amused at and I want to dissect each of the scenes where she's trying to get Yi Sang, in her body, to speak louder, more confidently, and talk down the other Sinners... only for him to say that he can't.

And lastly but not least, we have... Charon and Vergilius.

We have Charon fighting in Vergilius' body, with her Kkomi teddy bear as her weapon, wanting sweets. And we have Vergilius in Charon's body, guiding them through the fight and being their Announcer.

And... I gotta say that I think that it fits them, too.

Vergilius, in this event, has his immature, childishness brought out. I'm not kidding. We see that Charon is capable of throwing a childish tantrum through his body, and Vergilius himself is sitting back and half letting it happen, sure, but if we go by literally all of the others?

At least a part of Vergilius still retains that child-like immaturity, or, no... just the way that a child thinks that the world should be the way it should be, fair and just. We see the way he reacts to certain things in both Leviathan and in various Cantos. The way he is with Charon. Sure, he's the Red Gaze now, but... what about before?

So, uh. Yeah. This event minisode. I think it hints at character and personality traits that the Sinners (and Charon and Vergilius) are all hiding or repressing. And by swapping them seemingly randomly, we get a glimpse of what they don't want us to see that they're capable of, even if it's mortifying for them.

[lilis-doodle-dome]

Another Win for the big chested transkasa believers

Bind responsibly (NOT WHILE DOING INTENSIVE COREO AND SINGING)

[cowprintsillies]

[illtrytobegood]

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[defectivegembrain]

By the way, when I booped you, I had to patch some missing parts of your DNA with genes from a booping pigeon. You may experience side effects, like a compulsion to boop back.

[midgardian-witch]

Heavy Lies The Crown

My entry for the April Fool's Event from the Council of Oscar Discord Server hosted by @winniethewife, @ominoose and me ✨

Inspired by the works of Chuck Tingle we paired up Oscar Isaac characters with inanimate (depending on the context) objects to share fun times (or even sexy times) with the fandom for the silliest day of the year 🩵

tags: possession | cuckolding (kinda) | cum eating | mind control | humiliation kink

ships: King John/Crown, King John/unnamed female character

word count: 699

Oh, look at her, my little Kinglet.

His eyes roam over the naked form writhing under his body: a gorgeous woman moaning and whining in the throes of passion. 

His hands grip her hips tightly; but they are not his hands at that moment. They are not his hands as it is not his cock throbbing in that tight cunt; not his mouth sucking on her nipples and not his tongue laving over her skin. 

No, all of this belongs to it.

The proud King John is but an audience to what it does to their companion for the night; watching his body move on its accord. He can't even feel it, only watch as it fucks their willing lover into the mattress.

If you're good I might let you taste her cunt after I am done with her.

If he could feel his dick John is sure it would pulse in eager anticipation. Alas all feeling is cut off of his senses while it is in control. 

How weak he is to be controlled so easily. A pathetic excuse for a king to be goaded and teased like this. Truly a disgrace to his bloodline. 

What utter bliss.

It feels like a dream, his body moving like a marionette while he can do nothing but watch. Hard and fast he is thrusting into the wet cunt of their companion, fucking her with reckless abandon. It is good at what it does, the woman under them screaming in joyous elation as she convulses, her peak rapidly approaching.

I pity the poor maidens and stableboys who had to make due with your own feeble skills.

The disappointed and almost disgusted tone of its voice shoots like lightning down his back, the prickle of humiliation tingling along his spine like the caress of a seasoned lover.

It would surprise me if any of them found bliss at your hands, my Kinglet. Thankfully I have decades of experience in the art of lovemaking. 

Only a tiny voice at the back of his mind is left that wants to argue, to bite back, to protect his manhood and self-esteem. That voice rings hollow as it is drowned out by the dulcet tones of the crown resting on his head. It does not move, no matter how viciously his hips are thrusting or his body moves during this rigorous fucking. The crown was all but fused to his head, bonded to him until his inevitable end.

With a few more thrusts the frantic begging and pleading of their companion turns into a drawn out, high-pitched moan as she climaxes. The crown moves his hands gently over her body, soothing the overstimulated maid with careful touches. He can hear his own voice rumble sweet nothings as it cares for their current bedmate. There is a sting deep behind his ribcage, a longing for closeness but John pushes it aside. 

Are you ready for your reward?

As a king begging is beneath him but if the crown asked it of him John knows he wouldn't hesitate to fall to his knees and plead. Instead it takes all of his willpower to simply agree. He can't move his head but through whatever curse, magic or divine power it uses the crown is aware of his affirmation.

Slowly a prickling, starting at his fingertips and toes, spreads across his body, like a limb regaining a constant blood flow. His body feels foreign but it is his again. At least for now.

“Let me have a taste, sweetness,” he coos, to the maid or the crown he does not rightly know. 

Eager mutt.

Another shock of humiliation runs through him like lightning but John muffles the embarrassing moan threatening to fall from his lips by putting his mouth to the swollen cunt of their companion. 

The taste of their mixed desire coats his tongue and he groans against her sensitive folds. The woman under him squeals and shakes with overstimulation but he pays it no mind, eagerly lapping up its spent, lost in savoring the flavor.

He may not be in control of his own body most of the time nowadays but the crown makes it all worth it.

[copperrust]

also have the tumblr paws i took through inspect element for all ur silly purposes

[a-boy-too-weird]

Trying to get the global boop-o-meter to max

[kingofsalmonids]

aten.sion sammon

king fine dnot wory.

yunion of smallfris are. in talk s yes. wyle king gonne he lefd me. in charge.

bow 2 kingyes.

[phoenix-arts7]

Literally everyone for the next 24 hours:

[aliceinwonderpants]

Gregor's reaction to being body swapped with Ish.

🏳️‍⚧️??

(he is technically talking about the first time he got bug armed but who cares?)