#but then again i'm sure people would come up with excuses and explanations like they do for drusilla

[lenievi]

Hm, I’ve never seen people list Odona on the list of women Kirk had sex with, but they definitely had sex, but it’s very subtle so you actually have to pay attention (I sure didn’t notice the last two times I watched the episode)

after some googling, it seems like most people are unconvinced, but it can’t get any more explicit than a kiss on the bridge - embrace - cut - them leaving Kirk’s quarters right after the cut, all happy. What more do you want? What do you think they were doing in his quarters?

[daenysx]

hi love <3

first off i wanted to say that i find myself lurking in your blog way too much than I should (i mean i have a life and i cant spend all day reading your fics, OR CAN I?) and i love how you write and hejsusjsjsj you just make my day, so i hope you’re having a wonderful day gorgeous💗

second of all, can i please request either a poly marauders or a sirius (or James whichever you think fits the story better) x fem reader where her birthday passed and just no one seemed to really care except for the boys? Some of her friends forgot and some others gave a half hearted birthday wish and she just feels sort of unloved? and just lots of hurt/comfort/cuddles/fluff hehe thanks

if u cant tell, im projecting🤧 my birthday was on the 9th and lets just say it was not that important of a deal for most people :)

you are the sweetest angel, my love, happy late birthday!! i'm really sorry, you deserved the best birthday and i hope you can accept this little fic as your birthday gift!! ♡

it's my first time writing for poly!marauders, please share your thoughts with me!!

poly!marauders x fem!reader, fluff + a little hurt/comfort

your cheeks ache from giving smiles to your boys all day.

it wasn't an eventful birthday for you, but it was so so nice. you woke up to kisses from james, his whispers of sweet nothings as remus came back to your side from kitchen. sirius's hair was wet from the shower he took as he does every morning, you and james watched how remus took care of his curls from bed. you spent more than an hour just staying in bed, feeling more loved than ever with their words and kisses.

when remus finally convinced you to leave the bed, james offered to carry you in his arms all the way to kitchen. "anything for my birthday girl." he said, your lovely boy. sirius kissed your lips as he handed you a cup of coffee, pancakes and fruits were just like you enjoy. a perfect birthday breakfast, you laughed at every joke sirius made, accepted every forehead kiss from james. remus was giving you heart eyes, you blushed from the attention you got. he gave you an easy smile and you blew him a kiss.

the boys had plenty of offers for your birthday celebration but you decided to stay at home. you wanted a quiet day with them, just being lazy and careless. thinking about wishes and dreams about your new age. you liked how easy it was to do as you wanted with them, no explanations or excuses needed.

you could hear the whispers coming from kitchen when james got you comfy on his chest, cuddling on the couch. he kissed your hair, your arms tightened around his body. legs tangled, fingers curled up on his shirt.

you checked your phone, the screen was bright, showing there's a birthday message from lily. you smiled, replied her long text. there were other texts from a few of your friends. well, technically they were birthday messages but- none of them felt like they actually wished you the happiest birthday. why would people text like celebrating someone's birthday is a chore? you frowned, couldn't accept the fact that you were in fact, waiting for something better. didn't you deserve it?

james noticed how your smile fell, he could see the texts on the screen. "happy birthday, love u." that girl was supposed to be one of your closest friends. you really were expecting something more- heartfelt? you always tried to make sure people you like know how much they are liked by you, texted the sweetest messages to them, cared about their birthdays more than yours. it didn't feel fair. still, you didn't want to jump into conclusions and ruin your day. you let go of your phone to wrap your arms around james.

he held you gently, kissing you again. "anything wrong?" he whispered. you shook your head. it was nothing important. he nodded, giving you a little time to collect your thoughts.

"angel." he said, "there's something here you may want to see."

you looked up, saw your boyfriends holding a birthday cake for you. it was beautiful, covered in silver colored candles. remus held the cake for you to see better as you sat up, the candles were definitely sirius's choice. you forgot about the texts, seeing them smile at you like you were the most precious thing in the whole world was making your head dizzy with affection.

you blew the candles, making a wish. james's fingers were drawing circles on your arm. you kissed your boyfriends thank you, a slow but happy tear rolled on your cheek. "come on, sweetheart, there's nothing to cry about. you're still young." sirius said, winking. his lips were curved into a playful smile.

"let's eat the cake." you said. "god, it looks so good."

"you remember remus's friend who owns a bakery? we got the cake from his shop." james said.

"who, charles?" you asked, remembering details about charles for a second. "i always see the cakes he makes on instagram, he's really good."

"first slice for the birthday girl." remus said, giving you your cake. "happy birthday, sweetheart. we love you so much."

"i love you so much." you said before taking a bite. "it's delicious. thank you."

sirius ate his own slice in three seconds. "this is better than i expected. another slice, please moony."

you kissed his chocolate covered lips fondly. hours were spent on eating cake, gossipping about sirius's workplace, drinking tea, and changing into different cuddling positions. your phone was silent, no one called. there were no other texts. it's weird, you thought. even the people who celebrated their birthdays with you didn't bother to give you a small text.

the day is almost finished, you are full with cake and sweets. james insists on doubling up the princess treatment he gives you every day and helps you with your skincare. you are sitting on bed as his fingers apply your night cream on your achy cheeks, sirius and remus brush their teeth at the bathroom after you and james leave for bed. your hand reaches to your phone. nothing.

"i think," james starts. "it's time you should tell me what's been on your mind all day."

you shrug. what can you tell? expecting birthday wishes from people feels weird. maybe they forgot. maybe they didn't care enough. should you remind them it's your birthday? no, that's stupid. is it? you don't know.

"what's upsetting my baby on her birthday?" he says. "tell me."

"there's something upsetting our baby?" sirius steps in after remus. "what happened?"

you give them a smile that says you're okay. "nothing." you start. remus's eyes find yours, worry sparks in them. "it's just- the girls and my friends from work- some of them forgot about my birthday, and other messages were a bit weird."

"i'm sorry." remus says, holding your hand. "i'm really sorry about that, angel."

"it's okay." you say. "i mean, no one has to remember."

"um, yeah, they kinda have to at some point." sirius says. "you do your best to remember things about your friends and you have every right to expect the same from them."

"i know." you say. you know, but what can you do?

james leans in to kiss your cheek. "i know it's terrible. you don't deserve it. i think- it's not your fault, yeah? you didn't do anything wrong. you deserve the best."

he says the last part silently like he's sad and it breaks your heart. they tried to make your day perfect, they don't deserve to end it sad. you don't deserve to sleep upset on your birthday. you look into james's eyes. "i already have the best." you say. "have you seen our boyfriends?"

you are being sweet on him. "have you seen yourself?" you say, pulling his face to kiss him. he smiles into the kiss. "i'm okay, really." you say.

"of course you are." sirius says. "in what world the birthday girl goes to bed upset?"

remus brushes a kiss on sirius's curls. they are lovely, sitting up in bed to comfort you the best they can. you need a bit time, you think. it's a hard thing to carry, feeling like you are not loved by some people you care about. it's not fair to the boys though. you are so incredibly loved by them and you feel it in your every breath. you can think about the others later. for now, you only need to show your love to your boys. the three people who deserve it the most.

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Seven Days to Fall Again | Friday | Jeon Jungkook

Inspired by the MV "Seven" by Jung Kook ft. Latto (obvi lol) Summary:Caught in the rain, trying to get to you. You tried to go out to clear your head but he wants to make sure you know he's always looking out for you. Pairing: Reader x Jungkook (almost exes to lovers lol) Word Count: 4.3k (longest chapter so far lol) Warnings: Smut (too lazy to add specifics lol), Explicit language that's it lol a/n: Hey guys so uh...got a little carried away with this one but I said this a little while ago but Friday really didn't have much of a plot in the mv so I kinda just went with whatever felt right. I hope you like it! Let me know what you think! p.s. barely edited and written in one sitting but I figured I might as well post it lol Start from the beginning

I'm going out tonight, nothing major or anything I just wanted to go out so I can get him off my mind even if it's only for a few hours.

Walking into the restaurant I'm greeted with a big group of my colleagues and I slide in next to one of the girls while I greet everyone. A couple of minutes later we all settle back into our own separate conversations with one of the many not so comfortable ones about to start. 

"You look like shit" Kayla whispers to me. She's my best friend so I'm used to her being this honest but it still comes as a surprise sometimes. "Thanks Kay" I say sarcastically, rolling my eyes at her before taking a sip of water. 

"No but for real what's wrong? You've been ignoring me for the past few days and then suddenly you're inviting everyone out like nothings happened?" she questions, knowing that something's up. "What's wrong with inviting people out? I'm sorry I haven't been answering you, I've have a busy couple of days" I say, not necessarily lying but knowing that I had the time to respond to her if I wanted to. 

I decided to just take what I had hoped for was a step back for a second to just do me but then I ended up dealing with Jungkook chasing me around instead so everything else just seemed like it was too much. "Whatever" Kayla says taking a sip of her beer, knowing I'm lying but deciding not to push it. If it were just the two of us I know she would shake me until I spit it out but she knows better than to do that in front of everyone. 

"So y/n, how are things going? We thought that Jungkook would've come with you" one of the girls at the other end of the table says with her boyfriend right next to her nodding in agreement. "Oh he had to work late" I say giving a simple excuse hoping they'll drop it and luckily they do. Before we're able to move on though my eyes widen in horror as I see the devil himself walking into the restaurant and look around until he spots me, giving me a soft smile with an unreadable expression. 

"Hey guys" Jungkook says awkwardly but comes up to sit next to me and gives me a kiss on the cheek to make things seem normal, being able to tell from my body language alone that I haven't told anyone about the breakup yet. 

"Hi Noona" he whispers in my ear making me shiver. I scold myself for letting my body betray me but I can't really do much to change it anymore. I pull away from him and take another drink of water trying to cover up things but I can tell from the slight smile on his face he know he's still got a hold on me. 

"Oh Jungkook! Y/n was just saying how you couldn't come because you were working late" the same girl asks, curious for an explanation. I know she means well but this girl just doesn't know when to quit. "Oh I wanted to surprise her" he says draping his arm around the back of my chair. It's luckily an answer that satisfies all of them and the conversation switches to another topic soon after. 

"What are you doing here?" I turn and whisper to him, making sure the people around us definitely won't hear. "I went by the apartment and I saw that you weren't there and I got worried. You still share your location with me so I wanted to come and make sure you were okay" he says placing his hand on my thigh as a way to show his sincerity and also play the part of still being a happy couple. 

"Well as you can see I'm fine so you can leave now" I say and pull back giving him a pointed look but before he can respond another person from the group speaks up. "What are you two love birds talking about over there?" one of the guys teases. "Wouldn't you like to know" Jungkook says with a smug smile taking the burden of having to come up with an excuse off of me.

"How have things been with you guys though? It's been a while since either of you have been out with us?" another girl asks. When did tonight become a ask y/n and Jungkook 20 questions? Why can't we just drink and eat and talk about anything but us, even though there's not really an 'us' right now. 

"Things have been good, yeah we're- oh look the food is here!" I start but I'm thankfully given an excuse to turn the topic to something else as the waiters place all of the various side dishes in front of us as well as the raw meat to grill with everyone's minds are now focused on getting everything ready to eat. 

Jungkook gets a piece of meat off the grill and adds it to his ssam and I go to do the same but as soon as I'm putting the finishing touches on mine Jungkook holds his out and offers it to me. "Open" he says, urging me to let him feed me and I give him a dead pan expression, annoyed that he would even go this far. 

I look around the table and see the others taking little glances at us and commenting on how cute we are and so I turn my eyes back over to him and open my mouth for him to put in and he does so happily, watching attentively and making sure I don't choke on anything. 

Once I've chewed a bit I continue filling the one I was working on and instead overfill it and hold it out for Jungkook to eat. He looks down at it, intimidated by the size but once I cock a brow at him he opens his mouth receiving it and the next second I shove it into his mouth, leaving him coughing and struggling to get it down. 

"Is he okay?" one of the guys asks me. "Oh yeah he's fine don't worry about it. Aren't you honey?" I say, daring him to say otherwise and he simply holds up an 'okay' sign with his hand as he coughs and tries his best to chew and swallow everything down which annoyingly he's able to do. 

"How did that taste love?" I whisper to him with a sickeningly sweet smile, payback for him showing up here even though he knew I wouldn't want him here. "Was that really necessary?" he questions after taking a few gulps of water. "Was you coming here really necessary? I told you to leave me alone" I whisper to him and at this point I sound like a broken record. 

"I want to talk to you though" he responds doing just the same. "And until you let me I'm just gonna keep showing up and bothering you until you give me a chance to do so" he says, finally admitting to his nonsense tactic to getting his way, clearly making his younger age show. I stand up abruptly, and decide that I have given up on keeping up appearances and make moves to leave. 

"Sorry guys I'm not feeling well so I think I'm gonna get going" I say and open my purse and hand Kayla twenty dollars to cover my part of the bill. "You okay?" she asks and I say yes but she can clearly see that I'm not. "I'll be fine guys don't worry I'm just gonna head home and get some rest" I say and when I start to walk away Jungkook follows after also following suit to give Kayla more than enough to cover for us. 

"You can stay here and have fun with them" I says sweetly, putting up an act for them but using it as a threat to him. "No it's okay Jungkook go help take care of her we'll see you guys next time" one of them says but before I'm able to disagree Jungkook jumps in. "Thanks for everything guys" he responds before ushering the both of us towards the exit. 

Before we step outside the door though we finally notice it's started to rain, and not just rain but a full on downpour. "When did it start raining?" I ask looking at the world outside as it looks a though it had been raining for ages already. "It looked kind of cloudy when I came in but it wasn't raining yet" he says, just as shocked by the sight. 

"Lemme call us a cab" he says and pulls out his phone to do so. "No I can get one myself" I say and take a deep breath before walking out, no rain jacket, no umbrella, nothing. I just need to get away from here and away from him as soon as possible. "Y/n where are you going?" he says and runs after me and before I'm even able to try and hail a cab I can clearly see that there are none in sight. 

"Just come back inside and we can wait for one and if you want we can even take separate cabs" he offers trying to meet me halfway. "No, I don't need your help" I say and blindly start walking away, hoping he will just go back inside and leave me alone "Noona wait it's too dangerous!" he calls after me but I don't even bother looking back. 

"You know you're going the wrong way right?" he yells, hoping to get me to turn around and let him help me. "I don't care" I yell back and start walking faster. "Where are you going?" he yells, making sure to still stay close. "Away from you" I say and keep going on my journey to no where. 

"Just let me help you get home okay, please" he begs but I don't budge, I'm gonna keep walking until he gets tired and finally leaves me alone. "You know I'm not letting you walk these streets all by yourself right? As long as you're out here I'm staying with you" he say, seeing right through me but I keep walking anyway.

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I keep walking and walking until we've come to that same bookshop I had been in just yesterday, finally taking notice of just how far I've walked. I finally stop and catch my breath for a second, trying to figure out what the hell kind of point I'm trying to prove here but I can't come up with one that is big enough to do something ridiculous like this. 

He catches up to me a few seconds later and just stands beside me, not trying to get closer and not bothering to say anything since he knows it would probably just make me even more angry. 

We stand there for a second and I look up at the sky, taking a deep breath before looking back over at him where he's just standing there and looking at the wet ground around me, not making eye contact with me either, just making sure that I know that he's going to be right here standing next to me no matter what I say. 

I take another deep breath and swallow my pride before holding my hand out for him to take. He shifts his weight away from me and just stares at it for a second, trying to figure out what caused a change in heart that I would not only stop but ask for him to grab my hand. 

"So you gonna take it or not?" I ask getting irritated that he's taking too long to make up his mind and at that he reaches his hand out quickly and places it in mine before looking back up at me with a questioning gaze. Instead of responding I just tug on his hand and turn us both around to walk back the way we just came and start heading back home.

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Once we get to the door I immediately grab my keys and open up, letting the both of us inside. "Fuck I'm freezing" I say taking off my shoes and stripping off my sweater, forgetting the tiny tank top I'm wearing without a bra and I don't even notice until I turn back around and see that he's staring at my chest, nipples cold and hard and when he he notices I'm staring at him he looks up at me with an intensity I haven't seen in a while. 

I look at him, drinking in his figure as well seeing how soaked his white t-shirt is and how his pants are clinging to his thighs. I gulp and look back up at his face where his eyes have gotten even darker from observing how I was checking him out as well. 

He takes a few steps towards me and I stumble back against a wall and am forced to watch as he takes a few steps closer until he's looking right down at me. He takes his hand and reaches for the one he had been holding before and then brings it up to his lips giving it a kiss. 

"Why did you let me in?" he questions, his voice deeper and a bit strained from breathing in the cold air from the journey here. "I-i don't know" I whisper and my eyes flick down to his lips unconsciously and he takes that as a sign to keep going. 

He places his other hand on my cheek and I flinch a bit at how cold it is but lean into it a few seconds later, welcoming the fluttering feeling it stirs my my stomach. He leans down and rests his forehead against mine causing me to close my eyes, feeling like I'm burning under his intense gaze. 

"What are you doing to me?" he whispers and all I can do is try not to whimper in response. He tilts my chin up and brings his face closer and rubs his nose up against mine making me feel breathless at the slightest sign of intimacy no matter how small and I find myself unconsciously wrapping my arms around his neck. He in turn leans in and closes the distance between us, kissing me softly but still coaxing a whimper out of me, missing the feeling off being wanted by him. 

He moulds his lips against mine and brushes his tongue along my bottom lip and I open my mouth at the feeling, letting him use his tongue to explore my mouth, making butterflies fly in my stomach and leaving me moaning softly as I welcome him in. 

I take my hands off of his shoulders and feel for his jacket and start to push it off of him which he obliges and I reach for his shirt and push it up to help him take it off and he parts from my lips only for a second to slip it over his head. I touch his bare skin and even though we were so wet and cold his skin has already started to heat up leaving me not being able to take my hands off of him.

My hands travel up and down his abs and pecks that have both gotten more defined since the last I had seen them and before I'm able to think about it any more he trails his hands down my hips and  continues to trail them down and grabs the inside of my thighs before he breaks apart our lips again telling me to jump and I do immediately, kissing him as he walks us both back to the bedroom. 

Once we get there he helps me out of my tank top and traces his hands along my bare back while pressing me closer into him our chest now flush against each other while it almost feels like he's trying to hold me even closer, not letting go and devouring my mouth until he trails his hands along my curves and fiddles with the button of my pants and waits for me to say something before actually taking them off. 

Still kissing me I part for a second and utter a hurried 'yes' before he's unzipping them and taking everything off leaving me completely bare and I help him get out of the rest of his clothes right after. 

We both fall onto the bed together and never stop kissing and I part my legs for him to lay between. He runs a finger along my slit making me whimper against his lips as he teases my clit and then circles it around my entrance and then slowly slips a finger in making me let out a restrained moan, being sensitive from not having been touched by him for so long. 

"Shit" he says feeling how tight I am just from putting in one finger and working it in and out of me, coaxing me to stretch out for him. "Jungkook" I whimper when he adds another digit and he swears again at how much I'm clenching around them. "Relax baby" he whispers rubbing his thumb against my clit in circles to help me calm down and open up enough so he can slip another finger in. 

"I haven't fucked you properly in a while huh?" he says between kisses, curling his fingers up inside of me making a breathy moan spill past my lips as I squeeze my eyes shut. "I don't know if this tiny cunt can even take me anymore. Do you think it can?" he asks rubbing his nose up against mine while he curls his fingers inside me again.

I nod my head but he's not satisfied, "Words Noona. Do you think this pretty little cunt can take me again?" he pushes and rubs his thumb around my clit again while thrusting his fingers inside of me. "Yes" I moan out and he luckily decides not to tease any longer. 

"That's a good girl" he says before taking his fingers out of me and placing them in his mouth, savoring my taste before he leans down and kisses me again "Almost forgot how sweet you taste" he says and before I'm able to even think about responding he pushes the tip inside making me let out a breathy moan. 

"Fuck I missed this" he says pushing in a bit more, giving me time to adjust before going in further. "Jungkook" I whimper, not being able to focus on anything but the sensation of feeling him bare and going deeper and deeper. "I know baby, I know" he says pushing in more while placing a kiss on my temple before bottoming out. 

"Looks like this pretty cunt is greedy isn't she?" he says while rubbing my clit, helping me get used to him. He rests his forehead against mine and lets labored breaths in and out, relishing in the feeling of my walls clenching around him. I nod my head and he takes it as a sign to move and he pulls out half way before pushing all the way in, setting a more gentle, sensual pace that leaves my brain fogging up with thoughts of only him. 

He pulls out all the way and presses back into me inch by inch, savoring how my walls are sucking him in. "Please, faster" I say, throwing my head back on the pillow, dying from the slow building feeling of my orgasm, wanting to be granted release sooner. "Patience Noona" he taunts and he presses back in but pulls out and gives me a shallow hard thrust leaving my back arching up into him. 

He quickens his pace and starts kissing on my neck, leaving marks in his wake and soon thrusting into me harder while I let out restrained moans. "No Noona let me hear you, I wanna hear you scream my name" he growls and starts thrusting into me at an animalistic pace. "Fuck Jungkook" I moan, starting to get closer to my release.

"What is it pretty?" he says slowing down the pace, leaving me whining at the feeling of my high coming down again. "No" I say throwing my head back into the pillows, hating that he robbed me of it. "No what? I just gave you a chance to tell me what you wanted, I couldn't hear you over all of your moaning" and he punctuates his sentence with a sharp thrust earning him a choked moan coming out of me and feeling me squeeze around him. 

"Does Noona wanna cum?" he taunts, giving me another sharp thrust. "Jungkook please" I beg, pulling him closer to kiss him but he stops before our lips touch. "I don't know what you want me to do unless you tell me" he says, lips brushing against mine but not close enough to kiss. 

"I wanna cum, please" I breathe out and at that I see a mischievous glint flash in his eyes before he kisses me and pounds into me harder than he had before and swallowing all of my moans of pleasure. 

"You close?" he questions after a while, already being able to feel the answer but making me say it nonetheless. "Shit y-yes so close k-keep going" I stutter, about to tip over the edge and seconds later it all comes crashing down, leaving me arching into him and dragging my nails along his back and he groans at the feeling and cums seconds after that, fucking us both through our highs. 

Once he's emptied out he keeps on thrusting until I whine from over stimulation and kisses me while he pulls out, me hating the feeling of being empty again. He lays down on top of me for a second as we both catch our breaths but soon rolls off and lays next to me while we both take a second to slow down our breathing. 

Without a word he sits up and walks over to my side and scoops me up in his arms. "What are you doing?" I ask throwing my arms around his neck. "You need to go to the bathroom and then we need to clean up he says, making decisions for what I need to do before giving me an option like always but I decide not to mention it this time, staying silent and waiting for him to put me down. 

He sets me down on my feet and turns around to turn on the shower and walks out into the hallway to get us both towels, giving me a bit of privacy to do my business before coming back in. When he comes back he opens the shower door for me and lets me walk in, holding on to make sure I don't fall before coming in after me.                         

We both stand there in the shower getting warm under the water as the doors and mirrors get fogged up in turn. 

Neither of us talks for a while until he puts some body wash in his hands and lathers it up before rubbing it onto my back and shoulders, talking his time to wash me from head to toe, cleaning and massaging all of me to make sure to loosen me up so I won't get sore. 

He's does this every time we have sex, or had sex since it's been a while and I welcome it, hating and loving the feeling. Feeling guilty about letting him take care of me like this when all I've done is push him away. 

As he finishes up he takes my shampoo and conditioner and washes my hair as well before rinsing everything off of me and switching places with me gently so he's in the direct stream of water so he can wash himself as well.

While he has his arms up and is scrubbing his scalp I wrap my arms around him from behind and rest my cheek against his back. "This was a mistake" I mumble and at that he freezes before hurrying to rinse the shampoo out of his hair so it doesn't get in either of our eyes. 

"Is that how you truly feel?" he asks, sounding disheartened but knowing that something like this was going to happen if I still wanted to push him away. "Yeah. Well, I don't know" I say, being honest with honestly not knowing how I feel. 

He turns around to face me and looks down while cupping my face in both of his hands. "Do you want me to leave?" he asks, his eyes going back and forth between mine searching my face for answers and finding the one that says I want him to leave and he utters an silent okay before I even have a chance to say anything.

He opens the shower door and closes it behind him, taking one of the towels and drying off his hair quickly before wrapping it around his waist and walking out of the bathroom. I let out a pained sigh and feel a rush of emotions flood my system with senses of doubt in all of my dealings with this.

'Do I want him to go? Do I want him to stay? Do I want to be with him? Do I want to break up?' those as well as many more are the questions that go round and round in my head without answers. 

The thing that breaks me out of that circular train of thought though is the sound of the front door closing behind him as he walks out and the next is the sound of my sobs as I hit the floor, finally let my heart break.  

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PROMPTS FROM THE EXORCIST *  assorted dialogue from the 1973 film, adjust as necessary

they've found something. small pieces.

this is strange.

i wish you didn't have to go.

there is something i must do.

i sure do love you.

it's okay. i got it, thanks.

why are they tearing the building down?

has there been enough killing?

i think i'll walk home tonight, [name].

take that, and drop it by my house.

hi, how'd your day go?

what have we got here?

you got an invitation.

i'm so happy to see you.

you can't keep going up and down those stairs.

you are not happy. tell me. what is the matter?

hey. where'd this come from?

you've been playing with it?

maybe he's sleeping.

why are you reading that?

what are we going to do on your birthday?

what would you like to do? got any ideas?

you're not going to marry him, are you?

where'd you ever get an idea like that?

i want out of this job. it's wrong.

you're the best we've got.

why do people have to die?

my bed was shaking.

you should have called me the minute it happened.

do you have an appointment?

i'm gonna take you home.

i think that's the answer.

wait a minute. what are you talking about?

i'd say her vocabulary's rather extensive.

the best explanation is always the simplest one.

listen, if you ever go up there again, will you take me along?

bastard! i will kill you!

i think we have a guest.

what made you say that, [name]?

make it stop! what's wrong? i'm scared!

i don't want it!

you fucking bastard!

i suppose you've heard.

is there someone inside you?

if he talks to me, i think he'll leave you. do you want him to leave you?

yeah, it's true. you do look like a boxer.

is that a threat?

it has worked, in fact, although not for the reason they think.

please go away.

how do you go about getting an exorcism?

i'd like to help you.

now kindly undo these straps.

nothing you could do would make it any worse.

i thought you were supposed to be an expert.

what an excellent day for an exorcism.

it would bring us together.

you keep it away.

you're convinced that it's genuine.

i'll call you as soon as i know.

i cast you out! unclean spirit!

the power of christ compels you.

are you tired?

let's rest before we start again.

i think the point is to make us despair. to see ourselves as animal and ugly. to reject the possibility that god could love us.

will you excuse me, [name]?

somebody fell at the bottom of the steps here!

i'm gonna miss you.

i hope to see you again soon.

i came to say goodbye.

do you like films?

[shootingmorningstar]

I was wondering if you're okay writing an Angel Dust. M!Reader. More specifically Drag Angel Dust. I haven't seen anyone make these before so this is an original idea. A one-shot if perfect, but you can do whatever you want. You can do this as smut or fluff, it doesn't matter! Have a great rest of your day!!

I absolutely can ~ .ᐟ By drag I assume you mean a drag queen, let me know if I misunderstood .ᐣ

I'm not too experienced in writing for Angel Dust so I wanted to do something a little less pressure to start him off, I hope a ficlet is alright .ᐣ This prompt got away from me a little and ended up being tooth rottingly sweet, haha.

total wc ; 1.1k

DRAG ANGEL DUST X MALE READER.

Hearing Valentino had temporarily shifted Angel Dust's line of work had been surprising to say the very least -- the change was not an unwelcome one in the slightest, but with just how sought after your boyfriend was in the porn industry, anything that appeared like it might be a potential financial loss for the Overlord seemed vastly out of character.

Still, never a sinner to look a gift horse in the mouth, the news he had brought home with him after a day of particularly rough shoots had been one to be celebrated. Being contracted under Val would never be easy, sure, but this sounded like a step up from being used and abused, thrown around as if he was a doll and subjected to the moth's inhumane treatment, right? Angel's first show would be in just a few days from now and you had been thrilled.

Gathering you and Angel's closest friends hadn't proved hard -- all you'd had to do was swing open the doors to his home, the Hazbin Hotel. It had been through Angel Dust you had met the people gathered in the lobby, true, but they had managed to become your family as well. Seeing the person you loved most changing himself to be better had filled you with pride, the feeling warming you right down to your very soul, and although he had done most of the work needed to improve, the person to spark that change was none other than the Princess of Hell herself -- the exact same Princess who grabs your hands and squeals excitedly as you break the news to her.

A proper celebration is planned in what seems like no time at all -- the plans, while initially your idea, quickly slip through your fingers, Charlie's enthusiasm leading her to take the reigns before she'd even realized what she'd done.

Largely courtesy of Alastor and Lucifer, the hotel soon became filled to the brim with banners, balloons, brilliant lights and thanks to Husk, free flowing booze. Each and every part of the decor is something you're sure Angel will adore, and seeing the way he strolls through the doors, the scowl on his face quickly replaced with that of awe, your assumptions are proved correct. Rushing to his side, a quick murmur of ❛ congratulations, love ❜ is spoken softly into his ear as each and every one of his arms come around you, crushing you to him. Charlie's second to approach, an outfit so flashy in hand it had Velvette written all over it.

❛ We're so happy about your promotion, Angel! ❜ She chimes, a stray tear having built itself into the corner of her eyes. Waiting until he's pulled back from his hug to offer her gift forward, the dress coming alongside an explanation. ❛ We thought you could get some practice in with us before having to go on stage! Now go, take him, ❜ she says, shoving you towards a makeshift dressing room, ❛ and go get ready for your party! No excuses, mister! ❜

Thrilled to go along with what Charlie had said, you take his intended outfit for the night in one hand and Angel's hand in the other, ushering him to follow alongside you. It's not until the pair of you are alone for the first time this evening that he speaks up again. ❛Were you th'one who planned this whole thing, doll? ❜ And with your nod, a look of gratitude glazes over his eyes, his expression offering his silent thanks as he grips your hand just that little bit tighter.

It's not hard to tell that Angel's still unused to receiving acts of kindness. His reaction only serves to endear him to you further, however, and you show him just that by pressing a kiss onto his forehead.

Undressing him from the outfit today's shoot required was a quiet affair, affection laced through your movements as you remove his suit button by button, shifting your focus only when you're done with that to the other accessories he adorns -- his bowtie falling first, followed by his gloves and finishing with his boots. The dress Charlie had selected was nothing short of stunning, an entirely crimson red bodice laced with intricate black detailing, long sleeves stopping only at his hands and a trail touching the floor below both from the arms and towards the bottom, leaving only a sense of mystery where his long legs usually stand proudly on display. You assist him in stepping into the ensemble, your touch delicate as you raise the zipper so as to not catch any of his silky fur in its teeth.

Standing back to admire your work thus far, you brush your fingers against his cheek, palm cradling the side of his face for just a moment before pulling away. ❛ You look exquisite. Sit, please? I've already got your makeup ready, love. ❜

Not wanting to keep the star of tonight's show away for too long, you do your best to speed along the process without tarnishing his beauty -- by the time you're finished, eyeshadow and lipstick alike to match his dress in the most stunning shade of cardinal accentuate the femininity of his facial features, the look truly only complete when you've applied his lashes. Offering your hand once more, you assist your boyfriend to his feet, guiding him to the mirror and encouraging him to finally take in his appearance, to see the results of the love you'd poured into his look.

From head to toe, he looks absolutely stunning. There was no lack of faith from him that he wouldn't -- he knows his looks, prides himself on them, but the emotional little huff that slips past his lips betrays just how he'd really felt. There's a world of difference between how he appears when dolled up by Valentino's employees not paid enough to care how he's feeling and you in contrast, every touch filled with your affections. ❛ C'mon, they're waiting on us. This is all for you, Angel. Every single person out there adores you, just like I do. ❜

You hadn't had it in you to release your hold on his and, and intending to use that very grasp to pull him back towards the lobby, you're surprised when it's him instead pulling you back, bringing you close and stealing a kiss. Gratified by the affection he'd managed to nab from you, he takes charge. His life doesn't often give him the opportunity to be in control, so he cherishes it now, leading you back to take center stage around the sinners who he cares about most.

And there we are .ᐟ As always, hearing what you guys have to say about my work means the world and keeps me writing .ᐟ If you like what you read, consider leaving me a like or a comment .ᐣ I'd really appreciate it. Till next time ~ .ᐟ

[gemini-magic17]

Entanglement Chapter Twelve

She left me I can't believe she left me here. Standing alone in the library contemplating what the hell just happened. How could she kiss me like that and just up and leave me without a word? I try not to let the tears spill from my eyes but they slowly start to fall down my cheeks. Banging the back of my head on the stack my mind finally went to that place it never wanted to. The reason she left was because she heard Jade and that just confirmed what I always denied. Kit cares about Jade and it is in a way that has nothing to do with being a friend.

I wiped the tears off my face while making sure it appeared that I hadn't been crying and I hurriedly left the library. My chambers were close to the library which turned out to be a godsend in this situation. Standing in front of my door with my hand on the knob I started to turn it when I suddenly heard shuffling from the other side. Carefully opening the door I peeked through it and I saw my father standing there.

"Father, is there something you need", I asked as I made my way into the room shutting the door.

"I just wanted to come see how you are. I felt like I hadn't seen you in awhile", he said.

"I'm doing well", trying to hide the dried tears that streaked my face.

"Are you sure? You look like you have been crying."

"I tripped leaving the library and I hurt myself while I tried to break the fall with my arms", I said. I prayed that the excuse I used would work but my dad wasn't someone that could be so easily fooled.

"Y/n I know when you are lying to me but I also know that when you are upset you don't want to talk about it", he said. That was one thing about him that I have always loved. No matter how angry or upset I was he was the one to give me my space when I needed it.

"I won't force you to tell me what's wrong but I need to know that you are going to be okay", he said looking into my eyes with concern present in them. I grabbed ahold of his hands and smiled.

"Don't worry I am going to be fine. What do you always say about this family", I asked. He chuckled and said, "The people in this family are strong, and that we bounce back quicker than anyone."

"That's right. I love you", I told him.

"I love you too. To the moon and back I always will", he said as he hugged me tight. He pressed a kiss on my forehead and went on his way.

I flung myself onto my bed and all of a sudden the dam broke. The tears didn't stop coming and I felt like I couldn't breathe. How could I be so stupid and let myself fall for her knowing that she could break my heart.

**Kit's POV

I think I lost her. I lost Jade forever there was no way she was going to forgive let alone trust me ever again. Not knowing what I was going to do my mind went to Y/n. God, I left her in that library with zero explanation of what had happened. I may have not liked her but she didn't deserve that nobody deserves that. I ran towards the library and busted through the door when I made it. I called her name multiple times and no answer. I looked all over that place and there was no trace of her anymore which only meant one thing. Y/n left and she didn't want to stick around for what happened after. The next logical place I could think of where she could be was in her room.

On my way there I passed her father in the corridor and we exchanged hellos. As I came up on her door I could hear crying coming from the inside. She was crying and it was because of what I did. I never meant to hurt her not like this I don't want her to cry. I knocked on the door and I heard her ask who was it. I didn't respond being too afraid she would tell me to go away before I could even speak to her. I quickly opened the door and the tears she had streaming down her face broke my heart. Before she could say anything I stepped inside, closed the door, and locked it. Y/n started screaming at me telling me to leave and that she never wanted to see me again.

"Please don't say that I'm sorry I didn't mean to leave like that", I said.

"You didn't mean to leave like that! I was standing there like an idiot after you practically tried to undress me in the library", she exclaimed.

"I know it's just that-"

"It's just that you heard Jade come in and knew that what we did was what was wrong? I like you I mean I really like you and running after her after what we did stomped on my heart. You love her just admit it", she hiccuped. I looked down at the floor and then back to her before I could say what I needed to.

"Your right I did leave to go after Jade but it is not because I love her. It's true I do care for her more than a friend should but I don't love her. I do have strong feelings for you but I have feelings for Jade too", saying this I took into consideration the words that James spoke to me. Even though I was developing some kind of feelings for Y/n my feelings for Jade were stronger than that. The threat looming over my head by her brother reminded me that I needed to tread carefully.

"You may feel something for me Kit but I know for a fact that Jade is always going to be the person you chase after and I will be the one to be left behind", she said. I knew she was right if it came down to it Jade would be the person I would choose.

"I'm sorry Y/n. I didn't want to hurt you", I said with sincerity.

"Yeah well it's a little too late for that don't you think", she said and walked towards the door to unlock it.

"I don't want to see you not right now. I can't even look at you", she said with disdain. She opened the door and told me to get out. I walked past her and right as I was going to tell her something she shut the door in my face. I mean could you blame her I hurt her in more ways than one and it wouldn't surprise me if she didn't talk to me until the wedding. I screwed everything up with Y/n and Jade turning this into a shit show. What the hell am I going to do?

**James' POV

I can hear Y/n yelling from down the corridor. I ran as fast as I could to her chambers and the yelling grew louder. I was right outside when I could hear everything she was saying and how Kit was the person my sister's anger was directed at. From what I could get Jade's name was constantly being brought up. I knew then and there that Y/n had found out about those two and was now going ballistic. The yelling went on for a few more minutes when I heard the door unlock. I quickly went down the hall and hid behind an opening.

I see Kit walk out of the room where she proceeded to have the door shut in her face. I had to hold in my laughter so she wouldn't know I was there. I could see her defeated look and as she walked away I started to form a plan for how Kit was going to pay for hurting Y/n.

[kaeyx]

anon who suggested demon beastzai here again !! meeting demon beastzai probably consists of months withstanding very very strange things happening wherever you go and even more so within your house. from lights flashing off and on, scratch marks on the wall, your stuff going missing, things being misplaced…. im not sure how reader and demon beastzai would even meet but i would think after you did, he got hooked on you immediately therefore the weird things start happening

it isnt until he actually makes himself FULLY known to you does he start showing up in front of you with little to no regards of your comfort, im sorry you just have a new roommate !! no takesies backsies !! he lingers behind you randomly , wrapping his arms around him and dotes on you. sure maybe he messes you with and maybe it’s a lot but it’s nothing too serious!!! yet. yet at least. unless youre so insistent on getting rid of him but you dont really have the power to actually do so, so he plays with you lightly <3

oh and he totally watches you take baths or showers, he’s like a cat he will follow you into every room. and let him nuzzle you while he holds you in bed wont you? no he won’t let you outside that much anymore, if you need something he can just order someone to get it for you ! he has a lot of power you know ? why would you need to go outside without him? if you really want to that badly, he supposes he could shapeshift into a human form but he’d really rather stay at home with you.

also going back to what someone said abt the demons faking that they have heats/ruts YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT DOES NOT HAVE DEMON BEASTZAI ALL OVER IT. HE WOULD DEFINITELY DO THIS…. just hearing him whine while he buries his face into your neck and he presses against you, practically humping you and hes just complaining about how painful this rut is for him !!! even the strongest demons have their weaknesses, youre the only person who can help him :(( he cant go to anyone else

I also don't know how demon Beastzai would come around to be honest.... he just pops up and decides to stay. The closest explanation I can come up with is he's some sort of lord/ruler in the underworld? That could serve as substitute for the PM, but I'm not too concerned about logistics I want the vibes. Somehow, someway, Beastzai decides he's your new roommate and now refuses to leave. Even worse if you live in a little studio apartment, because it's impossible to keep your distance or have any personal space. He'll sit with you, sneak into your bed, poke his head into the bathroom while you're showering, and nothing you do or say will stop him.

Beastzai also refuses to let you leave! He can magic groceries and takeout into your hands, you can shop and order stuff online, why would you ever have to step foot outside? If you complain about being confined to such a small space he'll offer to bring you back home with him, but of course that "home" isn't anywhere in this plane of existence. If you insist on going outside he shapeshifts into a hauntingly beautiful man, his dark fur turning into a dark coat, claws turning into long, nimble fingers. If the light hits his eye just right you swear it looks red. And he holds your hand everywhere you go, of course. Doctors' office, grocery store, he'll even hang off your arm while you're trying to work, exercise, go to class... And he'll be whining constantly about going back inside. He's got a million excuses: pollen, the sun hurts his eyes, he doesn't like getting wet, it's too hot, it's too cold, people make him anxious... It's neverending. And god forbid you have to take public transport, he'll hug you from behind, rest his chin on your shoulder, and glower at anyone who tries to stand close to you until they get off.

As for how he'd look, I have a few ideas but he's mostly the same as regular Demonzai. Big, tall, not buff just broad shouldered, horns and fangs and big claws. Lots of dark brown/black fur especially on his stomach and back. Maybe slit pupils? Yellow or red eyes, perhaps a forked tongue. He might even have backwards knees like animals do, generally I imagine him as part goat with some monster features added. If you strip him naked there won't be a lot of difference between Beast Demonzai and normal Demonzai imo, maybe a few more scars on Beastzai.

Also OUGJSVJDKVJD YES HE FAKES HIS RUTS ALL THE TIMEEEE he gets extra clingy and puts his hands all over you and whines pathetically, humping your leg and crying about how painful it is, walking naked around the house because he's "overheating" and conveniently letting you see every inch of him... And much like regular Demonzai he's not opposed to straight up holding you down and taking what he wants, or using you in your sleep.

[idiotic-b-gilson]

The Prank Theory: Or, Why Toby won't make an explicit announcement that Kris' pronouns are they/them despite that obviously being canon.

Disclaimer: people who use they/them for Kris are NOT the butt of the joke here. Although calling it a prank might be a little misleading to begin with, you'll see why.

I know for a fact, judging from my dashboard, that I am not alone in being mad at people misgendering the humans of Undertale and Deltarune (although, I will admit I used to be part of the problem up until quite recently). And we all wish for Toby to just go out and publicly announce that Kris, Frisk, and Chara use they/them only, that Mad Mew Mew is canonically transfem, etc., just to stop all the misgendering. It would certainly be nice and very helpful for the LGBTQ community. However, after giving it some thought, I've come to the conclusion that it most likely cannot happen, and the reason why is the Prank Theory. Treat it as an explanation, but not an excuse.

I came up with Prank Theory over something that's completely unrelated to the above, funnily enough. You see, I have this headcanon that Asriel Dreemurr is not cisgender. I'm not entirely sure what his gender is, but he's not cis male for sure. And I've seen a variety of different takes on this concept. For example, AUs like (Ask) Fallen Royalty by @starlightshore present Asriel as having transitioned in a more feminine direction ((A)FR specifically describes her gender as feminine nonbinary). Others still write Asriel (chiefly the Deltarune one) as transgender male (I've mostly seen that take in NSFW fanfics on AO3, which is a shame cuz it has great potential beyond that. Please tell me where I can find more). Other others still, like my beloved mutual @sukifoof, have proposed that Asriel might be agender. And, let me be clear about something: those are all great ideas, and I love them. But I started to wonder, which of these ideas is the closest to canon? Like, if we also factor in authorial intent, which of these options would fit under it, and which ones wouldn't? That was when I came up with Prank Theory, as a way to kind of imagine at least one aspect of said authorial intent.

Spoiler alert, according to Prank Theory any kind of transfeminine Asriel is incompatible with canon, but again I want to make it clear that that doesn't mean I think they're "wrong" or "bad" or anything like that, and I want to reiterate my endorsement of writing Asriel this way. Besides, my theory could be completely wrong, so...

So, after all that stuff, what does the Prank Theory actually say? Well, in summary: Undertale and Deltarune are some of the most "woke" video games ever made, but conservatives and reactionaries don't seem to have realized that yet, funnily enough. Now, calling it a prank is a wee bit misleading, since it implies that tricking right-wingers into loving a video game with a very progressive setting and message was at least part of what Toby intended. And I don't believe that's the case. He simply makes video games he wants to make, and they just happen to reflect his views on the world, and these views just happen to fly over the heads of some people.

This in and of itself would probably not make it a huge problem for Toby to put in one of his newsletters, or even in an X (as in, former Twitter) post, a correction regarding the genders of his characters. However it does start to become a problem when you factor in that the UTDR community has hundreds of thousands of people in it (although as of the March 2024 it might be a rather liberal estimate), and many of them would be quite pissed off if the video game they like had "suddenly" "gone woke" (ignorant of the fact that both it, and its main creator have been openly "woke" the whole time). And that is a problem in the current environment, because it means that Toby, as well as other people on the UTDR dev team, would be at a significant risk of hate and harassment, which in the Year of Our Lord 2024 could lead to Angel knows what.

On a more cynical capitalist (and much more speculative) level, attracting political controversy this way could sour Toby's relationship with big video game companies which have (as far as I know) played an important part in why Toby's got basically unlimited resources to work on the game of his fever dreams. They saw the widespread, universal acclaim that UT, DR1 and DR2 received, and drew the conclusion that DR3-4 (and the future chapters) will also get a similar reception, and they will get great returns no matter how much money they pour into it. This belief could be shaken if Toby attracted the ire of his transphobic fans by correcting their misgendering of his characters, and thus limiting the reach Chapters 3 and 4 would otherwise have (but again, this is pure speculation, I'm not an economist, nor do I know how much companies like Nintendo have actually invested in Deltarune. So I could be, like, way off).

And that is, in the end, why I believe Toby Fox will not make a statement regarding the canon gender of any UTDR character, at least not while Deltarune is still in development. After it's finished I think he might feel free enough to take that step. But we'll have to see.

Now, I don't know if I'm right. I feel pretty confident in my own theory, but there's a good chance I missed something. So, if I did, please lemme know. In the meantime, let's hope Toby will disprove my theory soon and set things right. And I'll see you around.

[fallout4treasures]

Do you take reaction requests? May I request a distraught, crying Sole telling Deacon that they let Dr. Chambers kill Amelia (The synth you can either kill or save in the covenant quest) and that they feel awful and worthless because it goes against everything they stand for, and that its okay if deacon hates them, ect ect. Basically just a panicking, crying Sole thats terrified of losing deacon because they made the wrong choice. His response???

"I'm sorry Deacon. I'm so sorry. I was- I-" Sole choked on their sobs, staring down at their feet. They couldn't find the courage to look up at Deacon. Imagining his face twisted in fury was already too much for them to handle. 

"Why?" Deacon finally asked, just above a whisper. Finally Sole looked at him and instead of anger there was hurt. Confusion. It tore their heart apart. 

“I was scared, I was confused.” Sole barely got out their half-hearted excuses. In truth, they didn't know why. There was no explanation they could give that would offer either of them and solace. 

“I've seen you in action. You don't get scared. You don't get confused.” He said coldly. Sole couldn't tell where his gaze was behind his sunglasses, but it strangely felt like he was boring into them.

“I failed everyone. I failed you.” Sole’s legs had been slowly going numb beneath them and they were finally giving out. They slinked against the wall, finding no comfort on the cold concrete floor. “I'm kicked out, aren't I?” They asked, trying to ignore their heart feeling like it was going to burst out of their chest while waiting on his answer. 

Deacon rubbed his eyes, sighing painfully as he sorted out his thoughts. 

“Technically you should be.” He groaned. They did something terrible. They didn't deserve to be comforted. And yet… his heart broke for them. Sole had been stomping around, treading the line for months now. They seemed so angry all of the time, and refused to talk about with anyone. Deacon knew it was going to come to a head eventually. Just not like this. He would have taken almost anything but this. 

He sat himself next to Sole, and fought against every cell in his body that wanted to comfort them. Instead, after what seemed like eternity, he finally spoke again. 

“I'm not going to tell anybody.” He told them calmly.

“You're not?” Sole’s head popped up and their red and swollen eyes stared at him in shock. 

“I don't think I could even begin to count the amount of synths I killed before I found the Railroad. Or even just people in general.”

“Deacon-”

“This is your one free pass. Your one get out of jail free card.” He interrupted them. “And we don't talk about this ever again.” All Sole could do was nod in response, speechless by his mercy. A silence fell over them, with only Sole’s sniffling and small cries breaking the quiet. Once they were finally calm again, they somehow got the courage to ask to the one question they weren't sure they wanted the answer to. 

“Do you hate me?” Deacon stared at them, unsure of how to answer. He knew he should hate them, and that he should have kicked them out of hq yelling and throwing things after they essentially committed cold blooded murder. 

“I don't think I could ever hate you.” He answered, shocking both himself and Sole.

“You should.” Sole looked to the ground. With another sigh Deacon wrapped a loose arm around their shoulders, allowing them to lean into him and relax their tense muscles. 

“Yeah, I know." He tightened his hold on them, bringing them in for a warm hug.

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[favorvn]

Yknow, I'm just going to put this out there.

I am really disgusted by a lot of these accusations hurled towards Lily without an ounce of proof. Most of these accusations simply feel like they are throwing anything at the wall to stoke the flames of social outrage in order to get people to react. It's gross, and it is tiring.

Here are a couple of my thoughts...

- Yes, what happened in the server with someone being falsely accused was really bad. It hurt people involved and destroyed trust. My heart really goes out to this person, and they have every right to feel hurt and to not forgive anyone involved in this situation. There is no excuse or explanation that can or will justify this. Bad mistakes were made, and someone was unjustly and irreparably hurt. A fact separate to this, though, is that Lily was given this false information after being harassed at that point for MONTHS, possibly even a full year. After that long of being harassed, it isn't a surpise that a mistake like this happened. As fucked as that situation was, Lily is a victim in this situation. It's strange that we don't really see this acknowledged. One person being a victim in an awful situation doesn't just negate another victim.

- Stealing code from fourms...? That has to be a joke. The really cool thing about code, and what has caused leaps and bounds in technological advancement, is that historically, code has mostly always been freely shared and a community based effort and knowledge sharing. On help forums, people share code with each other and correct each other's code. This is doubly so for Renpy, which makes it so lovely to learn! People don't really gatekeep knowledge when it comes to code, we encourage learning and skill improvement. Unless there is PROOF that code was fully ripped from a game (which even in that case, I would bet that the original person found their code from a forum as well, and the second person may have found a similar code to it because code really doesn't differ too much as it is a tool, a means to an end, not creative expression.) I really just don't believe any of those accusations at all. This goes for all accusations without direct proof.

- Regarding the criticism towards Lily's sexuality and gender identity: That isn't your or anyone else's business. It is frankly gross to try and demonize someone else's gender identity and sexual identity journey.

- I have seen multiple comments /callout posts / threads that revolve around a weird level of white knighting for Ya-Boi. Ya-Boi is an adult. They are both adults. Stop infantilizing Ya-boi and assuming that he can't voice when he is uncomfortable by something. He can, and he doesn't need anyone to speak for him. Let the business between them be private as anyone else's has a right to be. If you were actually concerned for Yaboi you would have checked in with him personally in a private message rather than just putting his personal life out there and forcing him to out his own personal life to the public 💀 like I really doubt he wanted to have to do that.

- Also, the complaint about 18+ erotic art being posted in a clearly titled 18+ EROTIC server??? I seriously laugh everytime I read that callout. If you join a server that clearly has the word 'erotic' in the title and you get mad because erotic art was posted? That's fully on you. What's next? Will you go to the p*rn hub and be mad because p*rn was shown? Get real. Stop pearl clutching and grow up. Take responsibility for your own actions and decisions of joining the clearly labeled server. The worst part to me is, I know if you voiced this complaint, anyone in the server would be kind enough to oblige and apologize to you and make sure it doesn't happen again. Because they are kind people who do care about how people around them feel. But frankly, I find this complaint fucking ridiculous. It was in the title of the damn server.

Look, at the end of the day you don't need to have a reason to dislike someone. You can just dislike someone. It's enough just to say that you don't like someone and end it at that. You don't need to try and make a callout post and rally people to also dislike someone so you can feel justified in your dislike towards them. You don't have to like everyone you come across in life, and that's totally fine. It's human even.

Please reevaluate some of these points on if they actually make sense, if they are actually fair, if you actually have proof for them. If you are this harsh on Lily, I really feel bad about how harshly you must judge yourself. To remain at some obscure morally upright standard that you are arbitrarily imposing on yourself at all times. It's okay to love your yan characters and want others to interact with them. It's okay to make mistakes, it's human to fuck up sometimes, to learn, and to grow from it.

What will happen when you make a mistake that you tried to call out another person for? Will you forgive yourself? Will you spiral in self loathing? What happens when you make a mistake that you would have called someone else out for if given the chance? Will you make an exception for yourself that you know you wouldn't have granted to another person? Will you allow yourself to grow in ways that you won't allow others to? What happens when you get a partner and they make an honest mistake? Will you call them out to the public? Trying to get others to also dislike them? Where does empathy get to start and end?

My advice is: Have some empathy for yourself and for others. Life will be much kinder to you that way.

I won't go through every point, I just wanted to say my piece on those things. This link is the post I am referring to. Ya-boi's response disects everything in more depth than I will.

[captcutshaw]

That thing you said about Bruce Robinson stating that Withnail and Marwood not having girlfriends, because they are poor. That’s really funny and it does make sense! However, it’s really noticeable, if you’re used to forced heterosexual references in buddy films, that women as a whole are never mentioned by the two, never mind attraction to them. The closest we get to this are pictures of women in their walls, but most of these are press photos of actresses. As Withnail and Marwood are thespians, it looks like their interest is an artistic, rather than sexual. And as you pointed out, the only sort of attraction referenced is homosexual. As you rightfully said, Marwood comes across as almost absurdly afraid of it, but interestingly never asserts heterosexuality to compensate, as many characters in similar films do. I’m a big dummy when it come to reading films properly, but it’s interesting that while none of these things alone make Withnail and Marwood explicitly queer (gay, bisexual, asexual, etc), there is absolutely zero effort spent on trying to convince you they are straight. If it took an interview to bring it up, Bruce Robinson probably just did not think it relevant. Again, the relationship between them is treated with greater importance. Of course, we are not sure by the end that it is completely platonic, and I don’t know how intentional that was (definitely was on the part of Richard E. Grant) but the point still stands. Sorry, this is such a long message, I hope it makes sense!

Absolutely! Thank you so much for sending me this, you've given me an excuse to go off on a rant. I've put some of my own ramblings and scattered thoughts under the cut. Sorry in advance for a complete lack of coherence.

Totally agree that it's unusual for a buddy film to have Marwood simply deny he's homosexual, then not show any interest in women to prove his point. No aggressive assertions of heterosexuality or forced female love interest, hell, no mention of women whatsoever (Mrs Parkin doesn't count)

I know he's essentially Bruce Robinson's self insert, hence Marwood being sexually harassed by Monty, who was based on Franco Zeffirelli, the director who sexually harassed Bruce Robinson (sorry if I'm just saying stuff you already know here). But yeah, Marwood isn't an aggressively heterosexual character, which makes him very inviting for a queer reading, among the various other reasons. I mean....look at him. Tboy swag off the charts.

I could list all the queer codings and references in the film but we would be here forever. Don't even get me started on all the ways Withnail is easy to read as queer. But yeah, in summary, I agree with your point that the complete lack of heterosexual attraction in the film can support that queer interpretation.

That's a good point that the photos of women/actresses in their flat could be purely for aesthetic reasons because they're thespians.

As for Bruce Robinson's intentions.... There was an interview where someone asked if Withnail was gay, which Bruce Robinson and Richard E. Grant refuted (timestamp about 21:09). Here Robinson actually jokingly (?) says he thinks Withnail is asexual because he only loves himself.... asexuality isn't caused by narcissism, but hot take!

So, Withnail was never intended to be homosexual. Which is crazy to me, what with... Withnail being Withnail. There is no possible heterosexual explanation for that man's behaviour!! And it's telling that so many people have seen the film and thought he was gay. But good news! Paul McGann has made a lot of comments about Marwood and Withnail being "young marrieds" in his commentary of the film. Also, in this interview (timestamp 6:58) he says Withnail was probably in love with Marwood. Big win for the gays. Overall, Bruce Robinson did not intend for Withnail and Marwood to be read as queer, but everyone say thank you to Paul McGann. Thank you Paul McGann

(Goes without saying, the creator's intentions don't prevent people from interpreting the film the way they want to. Death to the author etc etc. I've always liked to see Marwood and Withnail as queer because that adds another layer of meaning and just....makes sense if you ask me. Their relationship is compelling, platonic or otherwise. I personally found that it doesn't make sense for either of them to be 100% heterosexual, and asexual or bisexual readings are really cool as well.)

(On that note, not sure if it's worth mentioning... I read here that Vivian MacKerrell, the man Withnail was based on, was bisexual. So. There's that. Bisexual Withnail 2023)

[myckicade]

@motleystitches left me this lovely, thought-provoking comment, and I wanted to take some time to answer it throughly:

"But was there at any time genuine affection between Louis/Lestat? That’s the part I feel is really awkward. Ep 5 seems to be asking to reinterpret all the previous episodes. Yeah, it’s abusive, violent, but ep5 made it seem like *everything* was just fake to Lestat, so they never went into a “pattern” at all. instead, it was just a game/hunt to Lestat…"

First, I apologize for taking multiple days to answer this. Second, let me clarify that I will make mention of things that I feel explain each character's shitty behavior. Explanation does not equal excuse. There is simply no excusing a great deal of what has gone down here.

So, to dive right in: Yes, I absolutely believe there was - and, still is - genuine affection and love between Louis and Lestat. That love is, quite understandably, not sitting around in plain view during the events of 01x05. Things have spiraled so far out of control between the two of them - lying, cheating, manipulating - that neither party seems to like the other, all that much, right now. While this is the first time the two of them have clashed to such extremes, it is hardly their first time at-odds. Love can survive a lot, and there's something about twisted, fucked-up, these-two-should-not-be-together love that seems to lend a little extra elasticity before the break.

To look at each character, I guess I'll begin with Public Enemy Number One. When the two initially met, I would agree that Lestat was on the hunt, both vampiric and romantic. The thrill of the chase was alive and well, as I should think most beings experience when they have a goal in-mind. And, as much as Lestat tries to separate vampire from human, he is still victim to basic human nature. He wants love. He wants companionship. I just don't think he's terribly fond of the idea of that he needs it.

Lestat, if you should ask me, is a terrible liar, even to himself. This, I think, is where a lot of the manipulation comes from. It looks ugly as hell, at face value, but I think a lot of it is rooted in insecurity. He either doesn't know how, or - for my money - doesn't want to ask for the things he shouldn't need. The things he should be strong enough to do without. Things that, in the past, have probably come back to bite him in the ass. So, he comes up with other ways to get them, to entice Louis into giving him what he wants. Again, manipulation is manipulation, but I don't think it comes from a place of falsehood when it comes to Louis. He wants from Louis, but he doesn't want Louis to know that he holds that kind of power over him. Unfortunately for him, it slips out when he feels that he's faced with no other choice to get what he wants.

Monogamy is my favourite example. His assurance to Louis that other people are acceptable is so terribly, obviously transparent, only to have a complete, unsurprising meltdown in the face of Louis taking advantage of their agreement. While there is definitely bullshit to be called in the double-standard, Lestat also comes across as genuinely heartbroken. And, who could blame him? (I'm sure many could, but, I'm speaking to the heartbreak, not the actions that followed). Here is his partner, who - by said partner's own admission - has little sexual desire for Lestat, only to take up with an old friend at the drop of a hat. I can tell you from experience, that is a shitty feeling. To have your partner show no desire to do something with you (not necessarily sexual), only to be all too willing to give it a go with someone else. That said, I firmly believe that Lestat wanted to believe it would be fine with it, to know that Louis was with someone else. Otherwise, he's in it too deep. He's jealous. That jealousy and heartache become weakness, and those weaknesses can be exploited at Louis' will.

And, Louis… This is what I love about this series, is that everyone is feeling this story in so many different ways. Personally, if I was to find anyone's love to be in doubt, it would be Louis'. He's so caught up in resentment of Lestat, for turning him, for killing to survive, for all of the basic things that Lestat is... He clearly has difficulty in getting around that. Louis has a very mild way of showing affection. Granted, a great many beings in this world are not affectionate, and that is just fine. In his case, it makes sense that at least some of it comes from a lifetime of being told that his feelings were, to quote, "a crime against nature". He doesn't owe Lestat affection, and he's not obligated, but... A lack of attention doesn't tend to work very well, when paired with a needy personality. Again, I'm not saying Louis should give Lestat everything that he wants. But, he knows what his standoff-ish ways do to Lestat. There's no way that he doesn't. Threatening to leave, and then walking out, only to turn back up once his point has been made. Or, even better, when he has need of Lestat, again. (See: Claudia).

Speaking of Claudia, this is a fine example of the things Louis knows, and how best to use them to his advantage. He's far more subtle about it than Lestat, but Louis is guilty of manipulating his lover when it suits him, too. When he needs Lestat's help to save Claudia, he knows just what buttons to push. He knows that Lestat loves him, and will do anything for him. A daughter means that he'll stick around for a family. Coming to him in the first place doubles as a stroke to Lestat's ego, letting the scales of power tip to his favour for a time. Even with that, it still gets Louis what he wants. He wants to save Claudia. He wants to atone for his own sins. He wants to be a good person. And, yes, I do believe that he genuinely wants to fix things with Lestat in the same move. (Four birds, one bite).

That's where the love (and the co-dependency) shows the most. Louis wants to fix it. He cools off, and comes back around, and gives it another try. Ill-advised? Fuck, yes. But... You can convince yourself of a great many things when you're in love. Otherwise, in theory, you'd probably walk away. He knows Lestat. He trusts him, trusts in his love, and in the good of him that certainly does exist. Again, if it was all bad... Well, something attracted him in, in the first place.

Fast-forward to 01x05... Violence is definitely not the answer, but I am not one bit surprised that such is where they have landed. Lestat has lost all of his hold on Louis, in all forms, be it love, attention, or power. And, he lost him to Claudia. His weaknesses have come back to bite him, and he's doing the only thing he seems to know how to do: bite back. Biting back against Claudia, though? Wrong move. Trying to harm Claudia, the only redemption that Louis may feel he has left in the world, his child, is worse than taking on Louis, himself. There is no way Louis lets that slide, even if that means taking on an older, faster, stronger adversary. Even if that adversary is his own lover. To protect his family, yes. But, in some truly fucked up way, I feel like this is the only way Louis is going to bother to protect himself. Where this leaves them, now? It's not pretty, not by any means, but it will be interesting to find out.

That was... a lot. (And, sadly enough, I have so much more that I could add). All together, yes, I feel that there is love between them, but they suck at showing it. Love isn't their problem. They're a personality mis-match, to say the absolute least. Incompatible. These two fail at communication. They really might have benefited from a long, involved, check-your-ego-at-the-door type of a conversation. It didn't have to come to this, but no one was willing to get to the root of it. Ego. Ego, ego, ego. (Mm, I love it). This relationship feels very real, where so many other on-screen portrayals are lacking. Now? Now, the road back to love will be treacherous, if even passable, at all.

After all, Louis may have said told Lestat to let him go, but he never said he didn't love him.

P.S. This is just my opinion, and I may very well be biased. I have been in this type of relationship before. We shouldn't have been together, but we were oddly perfect for one another, and that thought still surprises the shit out of me.

[nomoreusername]

Hate You? (Part 2)

Pairing:Brenda x female reader

Summary:As Brenda starts to regret everything Frypan gives her some advice.

I know that I need to talk to Y/N. The thing is I really don't want to. If I talk to her I have to explain why I kissed her which means talking about my feelings, and that's never been something that I enjoy. Ever. Especially about things like this.

So I found the perfectly reasonable solution of pushing it all down so that I wouldn't have to think about it. I personally think that I'm doing a wonderful job and that repressing emotions is a super healthy and safe thing to do. In fact, I encourage it. Can we do that? Can we encourage everyone to pretend they don't feel?

"Any reason you're by yourself?"Frypan greeted, coming out of thin air.

"Can I not sit by the ocean for a bit?"I pointed out.

"You can, but typically everyone has lunch around other people,"He shrugged, sitting by me. "And typically they have lunch,"He added.

"I'm not hungry."

"Are you lovesick?"

"Excuse me?"I snapped.

"Are you lovesick for Y/N?"He clarified.

"That's insane,"I scoffed, glaring at the sea. 

"Is it? I don't think people go after someone after hearing they don't like them unless they feel something."

"I don't-"

"They also sure as shuck wouldn't kiss them."

"What?"I asked, thinking and hoping that my ears were playing tricks on me. Maybe I was so sleep deprived from always thinking of her that I was just hallucinating. That seems like a valid explanation

"If you hate someone you won't kiss them,"He repeated.

"I don't know what you're talking about,"I lied.

"Oh please. I'm Y/N's best friend. Do you think that she's not going to tell me about it?"He pointed out.

Great. This is just so fantastic. She probably thought I was stupid. She probably talked about how much she hates me. She probably kept saying that I don't have the slightest chance with her, because I'm apparently that awful. She probably said that I was really stupid for kissing her, and maybe I am, because that wasn't the smartest time to do it. In fact, there would never be one. I should have never let my emotions overtake me like that. No matter how beautiful she looked in the moonlight I shouldn't have given in. I should have run or hid or never even gone after her in the first place. I mean she shouted that she doesn't like me. That's probably a big sign that I should have just quit before I could even start.

"She's a little confused, but she didn't exactly hate it,"He shrugged, pulling me out of my thoughts. 

"What?"I asked, yet again not believing what I was hearing.

"Yeah. She still had some strong feelings about it though."

"What were they?"I dared to question.

"If you want to know you should ask her yourself,"He suggested.

"I can't do that,"I protested.

"Then, you'll never know how she truly feels. If you really care about her you have to tell her the entire truth."

"I can't,"I repeated.

"Then, you'll live your life with regrets. Someone else might sweep her off her feet, and you'll have to watch her be happy while knowing that it could have been you. Unless that's what you want, you have to do something, and you have to do it quickly,"He advised, standing up and walking away. Leaving me completely alone, I listened to his footsteps until I could no longer hear them. 

Closing my eyes, I leaned against the tree and took a breath. I knew that he was right, but at the same time was I truly capable of opening up like that? 

I don't know, but maybe I should find out?

[zoeykallus]

How would the bad batch react to the reader hiding her pregnancy from them. To the point where someone has to tell them. I love for this to a headcanon on your awesome list! Thank you! 

Hmmm... interesting question. Let's have a look!

The Bad Batch x Fem!Reader HC's - Hiding Your Pregnancy From Them

Warnings: Pregnancy / Possible Angst / Possible Hurt / Possible Fluff

Hunter

Honestly, I don't think you could keep that from Hunter, just because of his senses. The attempt alone would probably upset or unsettle him. But let's say, for some reason, you could hide it...

He is confused when he 'finds' the test you've been hiding from him (actually Echo hid it in plain sight for him, he couldn't watch this sharade anymore).

Hunter doesn't understand why you would hide this from him. No matter what reason you may have, he is happy to soon be a father, but concerned about you not trusting him with this very important information sooner.

He's a little miffed about it. You sure have to make this up to him in a way. Hunter feels like you don't trust him and hide from him because of this.

He is not just angry at you but rather hurt and disappointed. Hunter is very protective from that moment on even more so. Prepare to be watched and guarded like a galactic treasure. You are the future mother of his child, carrying his baby under your heart. Hunter would set the Galaxy on fire if he had to, to protect you.

He loves you, still. But he's hurting, and he's letting you feel it in his own way in the early days. He watches over you and protects you, but otherwise he keeps his distance, no cuddles until he hears a decent apology or explanation from you.

Echo

He knows something is up, but he has no clue what it might be.

It's Tech who point's out, "She is not drinking any alcohol anymore. She's not coming on exhausting missions anymore. I also saw that she's got so called 'morning' sickness. Her cravings are an indicator too"

Echo blinks. He herad those things before somwhere, but he can't place it right away. It's not exactly something he thought a lot about before.

"Help me out Tech. What is it indicating?"

"Pregnancy"

Echo jumps out of his seat.

"Pregnancy? She's..? we're...? a baby?!"

He's so hyped and nervous. Echo hugs you like there is no tomorrow.

"Why didn't you tell me? A baby! You gonna make me a Dad!"

He is way to hyped to really realize that you kept it from him. He might get aware of it some time later though. You better prepare a good excuse. He's not going to take this lightly.

He gives you the benefit of the doubt. But he still wants an explanation. After all, he is one of the most loving people in your life, if not the most loving. Echo sees no reason why you can't be open with him about this. Besides, he is the father. Now, however, questions arise because of his old tarnished self-confidence. Is it really his child?

"Cyare, please be honest. Am I the father?"

Of course, this could cause friction. But don't let it come to that. You know how fragile his self-confidence is at times. Echo doesn't mean that in a condescending or suspicious way. This question refers only to his self-perception and fear of not being enough.

Wrecker

Learning about your pregnancy at a barbecue with his brothers doesn't really surprise him. However, the fact that it is Tech who tells him and not you, with the remark that you have been hiding it for a while, makes him wonder.

Tech shrugs his shoulders in response to your reproachful look. He likes you, but Wrecker is his brother.

"I'm sorry ad'ika, but Wrecker should really know that. You promised me you would tell him, but that was almost two months ago now."

Wrecker asks, "Wait a minute! She's pregnant by you?"

Tech raises his eyebrows in surprise and shock.

"No, of course not, Wrecker," he assures his brother.

Wrecker, who had jumped up earlier, slowly sits down again. He smiles cautiously at you and says, " Hey, Mesh'la. You don't have to be afraid to tell me. You know how much I love you, right? We'll get through this together, the pregnancy I mean. And also everything that comes after. I think we'll make good parents. Honestly, I'm really looking forward to it."

He holds back, a lot, and talks more calmly than he normally wants to. Tech has often pointed out to him that his loud, blustery manner sometimes scares people away. He certainly doesn't want to scare you off. That could be bad for the baby, he thinks.

Tech

Hiding something from him can sometimes be very easy and sometimes damn hard. It depends on different things. How busy he is at the time and how directly it affects him. You could probably withhold information about your pregnancy for quite a while.

Tech will perk up every now and then and pay attention to a few things he thinks have changed about you. However, he won't necessarily put the pieces of the puzzle together. Because he firmly believes that you will tell him everything important, after all, you are lovers and he trusts you unconditionally.

So you can imagine how mixed his feelings are when Hunter finally tells him. He is surprised, pleased, disappointed, unsure. Why didn't you tell him for so long? Do you think he would abandon you because of that? Is someone else perhaps the father? Didn't you want to keep it? Did he upset you or misbehave? Tech's brain is once again going into overdrive. Lots of questions, lots of uncertainties.

He's eerily quiet after he gets the news, so quiet that now you feel insecure too. Tech isn't sure whether to be concerned, offended, or pleased. In theory, he thinks the news is great, a little exciting, a little intimidating, but basically great. The way he found out about it, however, throws his thoughts and feelings completely out of whack, and he's not really good at reconciling the two.

"Do you love me?", is his first question after a long while of silent thinking.

"Yes, very much so"

Tech comes closer, wraps his arms around you and gently pulls you towards him. That's all he wanted to know. All he needs to know right now.

Crosshair

Okay, now I'm probably going to make myself unpopular, but I'll take my chances. That's just how I see Crosshair.

Crosshair is very alert. Nothing escapes him so quickly. He notices relatively quickly what is going on as soon as the first *smyptoms" begin. However, he has no experience in this field, but he notices that something is different. So he asks Tech and the Holonet.

Once he is sure, he will confront you directly.

"Are you pregnant?"

He is not amused. In fact, he's unsettled and nervous, maybe even angry. Children were not in his plans. Of course, he knows that it's not all your fault, it takes two to tango, and he's facing up to his responsibility. But at first rather reluctantly and with reservations.

Crosshair will not perform joyful dances and will not be in a celebratory mood. He protects you, he cares as best he can in his own way. However, he has to get used to the whole thing itself over time. He will eventually be a caring father,

The fact that you tried to hide it fuels the initial anger a little more. For a while, unfortunately, you will feel what his cold shoulder feels like. But that will subside with time, don't worry. His love won't shrink as a result.

As the pregnancy progresses, his resistance will soften. He would never let anything happen to you or the baby.

Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

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[capitalisticveins]

Tumblr might have deleted my ask because it was too wordy. It is too long...my apologies, but I'm only trying to understand your POV genuinely so I'll retype. I do not mean any hostility (tho I know impact is more important than intent).

Alexis is a character that had a friends-with-benefits relationship with Sam. He ended it because she wanted more (within his right). In the midst of a fatal crash, Alexis turned him against his consent while he said 'no.' She never apologized. This is all we have without headcanons (avoiding the 'she was in a panic' or 'she did it to hurt him' headcanons on both sides). We have no backstory on her. People try to fill in this behavior with headcanons.

Cutie is a character that was in a romantic relationship with Geordi. He ended it because Cutie spent their years-long relationship canonically ignoring and going against Geordi's consent (or pressuring him). An act so egregious that Cutie's job did not use what they consistently do to a defenseless and unempowered Geordi on powerful, convicted murderer Quinn to find a victim. Cutie would apologize, but according to Geordi would still continue to ignore his consent (including proceeding to violate him in bed minutes after a tear-filled plea for them to stop). Ignoring the headcanons of social anxiety or having an abusive childhood or them having autism (because those are only headcanons), all we have is that they come from an empowered family (that's all we know). People try to fill in this behavior with headcanons.

You get upset with people liking one consent-ignoring character (that did so once (still horrible) horrifically 13 years ago and avoided the person since; valid! I don't like that), but say you don't trust people that don't like the other consent-ignoring character that spent over two years before and during their entire relationship violating their partner as well. I don't get that. Is Cutie excused because they are a self-insert? Would one line alluding to a hard childhood be enough for you to think Alexis has depth and background for her actions? Is one video of therapy is enough to think Cutie is deserving of Geordi again after that? Would one video of Alexis in therapy do the same?

Here’s the thing

I’m so damn sure

That on this blog with over 1,000 posts

Not once

Have I ever

Said that Cutie’s actions are excused

I may come off as rude here, and I apologize in advance. I just came back from a day long trip and my legs hurt and I already answered this but Tumblr ate my post before I could finish but whatever

Cutie is VERY obviously in the wrong in their situation. What they did is inexcusable and it’s incredibly evident. What my POINT is is that they have an explanation. NO this doesn’t excuse what they did, and NO, it never will, but at the very least we have a reason, which adds to depth and character

Alexis does not have this

ALEXIS, from the very moment her name was muttered, has been portrayed as an antagonist. She’s a villain in both Imperium and Prime Universe, and has never been put in a positive light, even by Erik himself.

She has no reason given for what she did, and has no character other than being villainous for the sake of being villainous.

The single reason we’re given why Alexis doesn’t try to interact with Sam is because she CAN’T invoke him

I don’t like Cutie because they’re shitty and toxic and needs help, I like Cutie because they’re INTERESTING. They’re not like almost every other listener on the channel who’s damn near perfect and never has an issue with their relationships. They have a sense of individuality, they’re different and after losing Bright Eyes and Fred, they’re probably the only troubled listener we have left.

Alexis can literally die and we’d still have other antagonists. She’s not interesting. Her Imperium counterpart is slightly more interesting than her, and that’s only because she ACTUALLY shows up.

[willel]

Figuring out the TRUE Reason Why El knew Will

It's been a sorta hot topic lately. Why and how did El recognize Will in the photograph in Mike's room?

I've put out a few headcanons on the matter (aka just for fun and not meant to be realistic)

I've also read a few theories that typically boil down to Will/Joyce somehow being associated with the lab prior to season 1. As cool as those theories are, they don't quite match up for me.

SO I figured today, I'll put together all the clues we have and try to conclude a realistic reason why El recognized Will that way. Excuse any typos! I'm sure they'll all suddenly become obvious to me as soon as I press "post"....

TIMELINE

I figure it helps to layout the timeline of events first so that we're all on the same page.

September 7th, 1979: (3pmish) El banishes Henry into the Upside Down, opening a temporary gate for the first time.

November 6th, 1983: (Unspecified time) El comes in contact with the Demogorgon in the void and accidentally opens a permanent gate.

November 6th, 1983: (8pmish) Will leaves the Wheeler home and encounters the Demogorgon on the street. He is kidnapped into the Upside Down.

November 7th, 1983: El meets and befriends Benny Hammond

November 7th, 1983: Joyce gives Jonathan money for missing posters and he makes copies right before school.

November 7th, 1983: That night, El escapes Brenner again and meets the party for the first time.

November 8th, 1983: While giving a tour of his room, El sees Will in a photograph and points at him in surprise.

As I discussed in a previous post, it's clear there was no conceivable way El could've seen Will's missing poster. Mike, Lucas, and Dustin did not tell her about Will which is why they were shocked she recognized him. El has never needed a photograph of Will present in order to find him in the void, a skill she can only perform if she's very familiar with her target.

With that out of the way, let's go over a few clues

The Byers home is pretty close to the lab. This is mentioned a few times in season 1. Will is seen riding past the Hawkins lab gate on the way home.

For whatever reason, Will and El are able to see and speak to each other in the void when certain conditions are met.

No one told her Will was missing or what he looked like.

In season 1 episode 2, she is suspiciously using Mike's radio before he gives her an eggo the first time. This behavior is repeated throughout the season, all of the following occurrences being her trying to listen to Will.

Now just to get it out of the way, I want to discuss why I don't think the Byers were previously involved with the lab.

Guys, we've seen how Brenner behaves. If he found yet another kid with powers... would he really have hesitated trying to capture him and get rid of his family? We know what he did to El and Terry. We know how he framed Henry's dad (as did Henry himself) for the murder of his family just so he could have Henry. Brenner is obsessed with these children.

If Brenner knew Will was strolling around with potential powers, would he really just let that be? I can't see it. Even if Lonnie were a desperate scumbag and took his kids to the lab for money... or Joyce was desperate and needed some cash so she got involved with the lab.... Brenner did not play. He would have taken Will and probably Jonathan for good measure. Don't you think?

This is the main reason why I can't really jump on the "Byers were involved with the lab" theories. I feel like Brenner is too calculating for that.

One possible explanation that didn't escape my notice is Brenner saying something like, "I didn't dare bring anymore subjects into the lab" after he finished telling El what Henry did and the aftermath. In that case, maybe one can argue "Will was on his list, but he cut it all off when the massacre happened and focused only on El."

But even that feels like a reach. Who knows, it may be true!

Lastly, to address the body situation. I think a lot of people overlook the fact that the body was NOT convincing. Maybe the face, but that's it. Notice when they showed the body to Jonathan and Joyce, Jonathan rushed out of the room (understandably so) at the sight of his face, but Joyce held strong and stayed behind to get a better look at the rest of his body.

While we the audience does not know exactly what happened, it's clear that Joyce saw plenty enough and knew with complete certainty that that "thing" was not her son. Jonathan did not see what she saw or lack thereof.

That fake body was probably missing birthmarks, was shaped strangely, didn't have a scar or two that he must've gotten that anyone close to Will would know about.

The body was not convincing if you knew Will well enough like his mother and possibly his brother, but Jonathan left the room too quickly. The lab likely just sculpted his face from his missing poster and then instructed everyone not to let anyone get to close. Why? Because the body was NOT convincing enough to pass even a little bit of scrutiny.

Let's move onto the first theory I think is very plausible. El saw Will in the void before during "practice runs".

Let us set the scene in season 1. El is seen practicing "finding" people at Brenner's demand. The first test we see involves her listening to a man in another room read simple words for her to repeat. Brenner wanted her to speak the words aloud, but she didn't need to. She channeled him through a nearby speaker.

In season 4, we see this practice performed again with subject #10. Brenner told #10 not only to see what he was drawing, but also to spy on a fellow test subject and scientist down the hall.

In season 1, we're to assume a lot of time passes. El goes from practicing in a quiet room searching for a man down the hall to be subjected to diving into "the bath" to search all the way across the world.

Maybe between finding people in a quiet room to finding people in "the bath", El practiced on closer more reasonable targets. Maybe she was asked to find someone in the lobby of Hawkins lab. Next, someone in town. Next, someone in the neighboring town. Next, someone in a neighboring state. Etc etc.

Maybe during one of these test runs, El saw Will in the void. It could've been a complete accident or coincidence. You don't need to think too hard for an example, the exact same thing happened to her when she first heard and saw the Demogorgon.

Maybe we can draw the conclusion that psychic beings, human or otherwise, can cross paths with her in "the void" whether she intends that to happen or not.

If we consider this possibility more, isn't it odd that upon hearing something odd in the void, Brenner demanded she go back in and find it? And communicate with it? Could it be Brenner got the idea to use El to search for Henry this way because she encountered Will once while practicing, possibly proving that psychic beings will be attracted to her like a fish on a hook?

The major issue with this theory is, that once again means Brenner was aware of Will's potential and never acted on it. This can be explained by the "didn't want to bring anymore kids in" but who can say.

Food for thought!

Here is the second and find theory. El recognized Will because she saw him the night he was taken.

This is possibly the most plausible theory even though the timeline makes it a little strange. We know El escaped the lab sometime between November 6 to November 7th. The show never confirms when exactly she escaped the lab, but we do have some hints.

When Hopper requested a visit inside Hawkins Lab to review tapes, they decided not to show him the day or night of November 7th, 1983. Hopper confirmed it couldn't have been the proper footage because there was no rain on the tape.

Why would the lab hide the footage of the day after the lab crisis? Could this mean El actually escaped the lab in the early hours of November 7th?

It can fall two ways.

El escaped the same night Will was taken. The Demogorgon was chasing her that night, but it changed targets to Will. She was either too scared to notice or too scared to intervene as Will was hunted down and kidnapped. Because of this, she feels somewhat responsible and spends the rest of the season trying to save him for her own reasons, not because his friends and family asked her to.

El escaped the morning after Will was taken. She did not witness his kidnapping in person, but somehow, she was able to watch the entire thing from the lab using her powers. She was aware of where he was the entire time because she witnessed it this way rather than in person. She escapes the lab because the gate is there and it's dangerous. Also because maybe she was trying to do her own thing and help Will despite how out of her depth she was.

A parallel can be drawn to season 2, however small. When El returns from vising Chicago, she hugs Joyce and then asks to see Will. As Joyce is about to explain how unwell he is, El simply states, "I know. I saw." Clearly this means she must've been watching everything that happened from the lab escape to the interrogation in the shed.

No deeper explanation is given as to what she saw or how she knows, which is quite similar to the situation we have in season 1.

CONCLUSION

So there you have it! I think the second plausible theory is the most likely. I think it will be revealed that Will and El technically met that night but Will didn't realize it.

I think it will be revealed that El wanted to save Will for her own reasons, not because of what others wanted.

I mean, why not have Henry try to destroy Will's psyche by implying his sister let him get kidnapped and took his place only for it to fail as El tells him she never stopped trying to save him. So goddamn cute omg.

Well, if you have anything to add, I want to HEAR IT 👀👀👀 Whether or not season 5 addresses this it's still fun to speculate about.