#don’t look at her problematic relationships pls

[alexxmason]

Selena “Bell” Valdez, Perseus Spy & Rouge CIA Operative (C. 1981)

[landososcar]

espresso ; LN4

pairing(s) ; lando norris x fem driver!reader

summary ; in which yn says fuck it and drops a song while soft launching her (possibly problematic) relationship

warnings ; flufffffff & like one mention of christian horner (🤮)

note ; i apologise for the one post in here where i basically just fan girl over ria but who wouldn’t. +this is pretty long and i got lazy towards the end and couldn’t be bothered making team announcement posts lol

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youruser my give a fucks are on vacation 😝 espresso is YOURS!!! tonight after i demolish these old men 🫶

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user1 oh she is HER

lilymhe WIFFEEEEE

youruser AHHHHH IMMA MARRY YOU

alexalbon …i’m right here??

lilymhe IRRELEVANT

user2 I NEED IT NOW

bestfriend MY GIRLLLL‼️‼️💓💓💓💓

youruser I LOVEEE YOUUUUU

user3 i say we wave the chequered flag early so we get espresso now

landonorris ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

bestfriend lmfao

youruser 🧡

user4 EXVHSE ME?????????

user5 i love how she just disses half the grid and then just calls it a day

maxfewtrell helllll yeah

user6 maybe she’s never on the podium because she focuses more or singing than racing

user7 or because she’s in a fucking ALPINE

user8 y’all were SILENT when lh44 released music but suddenly it’s a problem when y/n does it

maxverstappen im not that old

youruser yeah okay grandpa

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youruser i kissed @bestfriend in the club bathroom

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user1 IS THAT A MANNNN

youruser i sincerely apologise 😔

user2 guys do we think that’s mr espresso

bestfriend KISS ME AGAIN, FUCK *****

youruser omg don’t expose him😭

youruser but hell yeah come here gf😻😻😘

estebanocon my f1 teammate or my fav singer ?

youruser me when i’m both

user3 THE INITIAL NECKLACE ????? L?????

user4 omg y/n’s boyfie driving a mercedes ??? Y/N TO MERCEDES 2024‼️‼️‼️‼️

maxverstappen1 stream espresso

bestfriend yasss grandpa !!!

maxverstappen1 omg i try to do one thing nice and suddenly i’m catching strays

user5 IM WORKING LATTEEEEE CAUSE IM A SINGGERRRRR OH HE LOOKS SO CUTEEEEEE WRAPPED ROUND MY FINGEERRRRR

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landonorris can’t sleep

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user1 “SAY YOU CANT SLEEP BABY I KNOW THATS THAT ME ESPRESSO” LANDO NORRIS WHAT ARE YOU SAYING

user2 THE SOFT LAUNCH IN THE SECOND PIC TOO OH MY GOD ITS HAPPENING

user3 oh hes definitely always streaming espresso

maxverstappen1 what kind of thirst trap post is this mate

landonorris for her eyes only😁

bestfriend but you posted on the main ?

youruser UHM

youruser 💓💓💓💕🧡💘🖤💖🩷💞💙💗🖤💗🩷💝🩷❤️💕💚🤎🩷💕💜💖🖤❣️🩷💕❤️💜🤍💚🩷🧡🩵💛🤍🧡❤️💕💛💚💕💘🩷💞❤️💜💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓

landonorris what happened to the soft launch baby

youruser you’re too hot i need people to know your MINE😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😘😘😘💓💓

youruser do you think about me every night😁😁😝

user4 oh she’s gone insane

user5 THE EMOJIS IM PISSING MYSELF SOMEONE SEDATE HER

bestfriend girl get UP

bestfriend what have you done to my gf

landonorris MYYYYY girlfriend🥰🥰🥰🥰

bestfriend bite me bitch

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caption: my two fav f1 drivers (excluding estie ofc🫶)

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youruser unfortunately, i was too hot for the car this week, we’ll get those old men next week 🫶

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user1 SHES FUCKING HILARIOUS

user2 maybe if she stopped making music and focused more on racing she wouldn’t have dnfed

landonorris the car had a issue with its breaks ? how was she gonna fix that. explain quick pls coz you’re an expert

user3 LANDO DEFENDING HER IMMA SOB

bestfriend babe you need a car that can handle hot sexy you are 😫😫 i don’t wake up at 3am on a monday morning to watch you nearly die 😝

youruser my sincerest apologies ma’am 🫡

bestfriend i love you tho🫶🫶

youruser if you really loved me you’d come to the race next week ??

youruser WAS I JUST AIRED

lilymhe we’ll ignore this week !! podium coming next week for my girl i can feel it

youruser 💓💓

user4 i can’t believe her and lando are dating, so unprofessional

landonorris GAHHHH I LOVE YOUUUUU

youruser STOP IT ILL CRY 💞💞💞 MY LOVE🥰

user5 surely her dating an opponent is bad for business

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landonorris apparently is bad for business? sorry y/n/n’s pr team ig 🙏🤷‍♂️ but stream my girl’s new song‼️‼️

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youruser RIAAAAAAAA

user1 two tit pics in a row omg !?

youruser BABY IVE MISSED YOU COME SEE ME

landonorris 💓💓

youruser GIRL NO I WAS TALKING TO RIA SKRJSKJDJFKS

riabish STOP I LOVE YOU

landonorris wtf😭😭😭

user2 if ria has 0 fans, y/n is dead

youruser RIA PLS COME TO THE NEXT RACE I AM BEGGINGGGGGGGG

youruser make up some sort of reason and pretend quadrant need to come but then i’ll send you (and only you😉) an alpine pass 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

riabish my boss hasn’t planned a quadrant race visit for a couple more races babe😔

youruser JUST SENT YOU FLIGHT DETAILS ILL PICK YOU UP FROM THE AIRPORT WITH YOUR PADDOCK PASS

riabish MARRY ME

youruser FUCK YES AJDKSJAHHAHAH

landonorris guys i think i just lost my gf on a post i made dedicated to her

youruser yeah but you posted a pic of ria, so who was i actually paying attention to ??

youruser i love you so so sooooo much (im actually talking to you this time)

landonorris luv u 2 i guess

youruser nah wtf boutta unrelease this song

user3 what did we just witness

estebanocon you guys are insane

user4 omg bad for business is another banger

user5 when y/n can’t choose between f1 and singing so she just fucking EATS both

maxfewtrell when you ask y/n about her fav quadrant member and you expect her to say lando but you’re stupid and it’s ria without second thought

youruser you’re a close second place max🫶

landonorris wtf am i?? chopped liver?????

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youruser alpine ❤️ all 4 years that i’ve spent in formula 1 have been spent at this team and i now call everyone at the headquarters, garages, and races, family. thank you to everyone who’s made an impact to my life in any kind of way no matter how big or small, i appreciate it more than you will ever know. @estebanocon, thank you for being the best teammate i could ever ever everrrr ask for, you have grown with me and taught me so so many things. we’ve shared more laughs than probably any other teammates and moving to different teams will definitely not stop that.

there’s still the rest of the year until the end of this era and i know we’ll make the most of it. i’ll always remember alpine as the team that brought me in and made me the woman that i am today. the end of this season will definitely be tough but if it wasn’t sad then it would mean there was nothing to miss.

let’s have an amazing rest of the year, i love alpine and will never forget the time ive spent here 💙🩷💙🩷

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user1 IM SOBBING

user2 omg she loves alpine so much this is devastating why would they not re-sign her😭😭😭😭😭

user3 they couldn’t afford to re-sign both her AND esteban, mercedes offered her A LOT more money

landonorris so so so proud of you my love 💓💓

youruser 🫶🧡🧡

f1 never forget the first alpine driver line up after renault… keep pushing y/n!!

user4 ohhh she’s gonna EAATTT at mercedes

estebanocon going to send a mor private text to you now but thank you for everything y/n/n 🩷💙 (you’re also my favourite f1 driver)

lewishamilton ❤️❤️

lilymhe 💓

user5 omg the y/n to merc rumours were true

user6 it’s not even been confirmed yet lmfao for all we know she could’ve just got sacked by alpine and no one wants to pick her up

bestfriend soooo proud of you my girl 💞💞💞💞

riabish prouder than words can explain 🫶

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youruser HE FUCKING DID IT !!:!;&/&”!/!;”929/ MY BOYFRIEND IS A RACE WINNER AND IM SOBBING OMG I LOVE HIM SO MUCH LOOK HOW HAPPY😁

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user1 GIRL F1 AND MERCEDES JUST ANNOUNCED YOUR MOVE AND YOURE POSTING THIS LMFAOOO

landonorris WE DID IT BABY AHHHSHDHHAKA

youruser YOU DID IT MY LOVEEDJJRKEKR💓💓💓🧡💓🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡🥰🥰😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰😻😻😻😻😻

user2 she’s so funny for just ignoring her merc move announcement 😭😭 she dgaf

user3 boyfie WON she doesn’t give a shit about mercedes rn, give her like 24 hours

bestfriend does this mean i can’t call him no wins anymore

riabish right!?? like, the one gp we go to and he has to go and steal our focus from our girl coz we gotta care about him at least a little bit

bestfriend exactly.. he’s so selfish like wtf

landonorris im so very very sorry

user4 FINALLYYYYYY

maxfewtrell 🧡🧡

youruser guys yes i know they announced my mercedes move! why are y’all acting like you didn’t know about it last week tho😭 i saw the tweets

[ham1lton]

HE SAYS TO BE COOL (I DON’T KNOW HOW YET)

pairings: jenson button x maneater!reader.

warnings: large age gap - around twenty years. a lot of judgement and criticism as there is scrutiny of your relationship.

summary: after a party at a mutual friend’s, you and jenson are photographed leaving together. the large age gap causes concern especially after your admission that you had a crush on him as a young driver.

author’s note: so this is NOT a part of the main maneater storyline. this is just a what if scenario. just something indulgent for the maneaters out there who go for dilfs! last time i checked the friendship group poll, it was practically 50/50 so until that’s decided, there is a big group of all them. also as per usual, there is a poll at the end so please vote <3

— a part of the maneater series ꕤ

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ham1ltonshaderoom: after the release of lewis hamilton’s newest almave drink, formula one driver y/n l/n, better known as maneater, was seen outside of the event looking quite cozy with former formula one driver and forty-four year old jenson button. how are we feeling about this new power couple, ham1ltons?

user1: poor lewis. his drink release has been completely overshadowed by this news 😭

user3: age gap couples never last long lol. good luck but he’ll move on to the next twenty something as soon as she shows one sign of aging.

user34: SHUT UP HES SO FINE 😭 i’d do the same as you y/n girl.

-> user51: LIKE 😭😭😭 bffr. most of the ppl here would fold for their older celeb crush.

user7: idk who’s benefiting more from this relationship? but it’s definitely not love.

user9: Y/N!!!! I’LL SAVE YOU!!!

user2: not jenson going through his mid-life crisis post-divorce. girl u can do better.

user8: maneater… pls say this is a publicity stunt.

-> user73: no cause this genuinely might be her ticking off her childhood crush list. which is real but idk if it’s good for her?

user6: is she fucking all the aging drivers? or is jenson the only one stupid enough to say yes?

user25: i support it. i met my husband when i was 21 and he was 37 and we have been together almost twenty years this may. not all age gap relationships are inherently bad.

-> user4: you’re a victim 😕

user12: y’all are gross. any of us would jump at a chance to date our celeb crush. jenson is hot and y/n is a consenting adult. she’s not a child anymore. she didn’t even know him as a child. bffr.

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yourusername: what do you do when you haven’t seen your besties for ages? do a photoshoot in the middle of the street. how did you spend your weekend?

bestie1: we look so good!!! it was soo good to catch up babe. we missed u!!!

-> bestie2: we’ve all been so busy it’s insane how we’ve not been able to see each other more. i was going insane without my girls!!!

user1: is she not even gonna address it?!

-> user6: big ass elephant in the room.

user4: we knew how you spent your weekend ms l/n.

landonorris: am i not your bestie? why wasn’t i included?

-> georgerussell63: or me?!

-> alex_albon: or me? 🤨

-> logansargeant: or me?? 😕

-> oscarpiastri: i get why i wasn’t included tbf.

user10: u think posting pretty girls will make us forget ur weekend escapades? … maybe. keep posting.

user2: can you guys not make everything about a man? who cares if she’s dating jenson? what does that have to do with her ability to do her job or advocate for causes?! i feel sorry for her because you guys clearly dislike her for stupid reasons and are twisting this into a way to jump her ‘ethically’ which doesn’t even make sense. the only problematic thing she’s done is date a man older than her. grow up, my god.

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yourusername: italy, i love you ♥︎

user3: get you a man that flies u out whenever ur sad.

-> user7: why are we not assuming she flew HIM out?

-> bestie2: he definitely flew her out. lmao.

user89: feels like a disaster waiting to happen lol.

-> logansargeant: not every relationship is like your parents. get therapy instead of projecting onto strangers.

user6: still a whore. i can’t stand this bitch.

-> oscarpiastri: stay mad! she’s young, successful and has many people who love and support her while you’re cursed to just scroll through her posts and seethe in your head. this one sided beef is crazy 🤣🤣!

user9: they’re cute!! idk how i’m the only one who thinks this.

user67: she’s still ugly.

-> alex_albon: looked at your pictures mate and cheers, my nan just vomited.

user12: when he leaves her >>>>

-> georgerussell63: 6.220.183.12

-> user3: NOT THE IP ADDRESS HELP?2&/&

user8: jenson. call me when you need a real woman.

-> bestie1: where is the real woman you speak of? she’s definitely NOT you.

user21: honestly? i just can’t get on board with this ship.

-> landonorris: you can’t even afford a ticket 🤣 delete this.

user10: i’m not saying shit cause why the y/n defense squad dragging people in the comments 😭

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maneater.priv: NEED HIM CARNALLY <3

bestie1priv: thank god he doesn’t know about ur priv account. i think he’d combust.

-> maneater.priv: nah he giggles. he thinks its funny.

oscar.priv: everyone on a campaign to save you from jenson when they should be saving jenson from YOU!

bestie2priv: LOVE U BOTH <333 cutest couple!

lando.priv: dare you to post this on ur main 😏🤣😁😝

-> george.priv: 43.0.109.12

-> lando.priv: MAN COME ON 😭

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[youmarin]

Carved Into Our Hearts | Minho x Reader!

A/N: Is The Maze Runner fandom dead? Turns out not as much as I thought it was (as I go through the Minho tag. There are posts from last yr so let's see if I'm not wrong). I watched the movies again after so long (I’m still traumatized by Newt’s death so that keeps me from watching them often) this weekend and as a result my obsession with this story returned. Whatever this is that I just finished writing down popped into my head today and I had to get it out. It is set before the maze so I made a bunch of shit up (I haven’t read the prequels so if we have more details of stuff before the maze they’re unknown to me). Also I don’t know how it never occurred to me to write for TMR  during my strong phase as a fan. It’s my first time writing for it since I know about fanfics, Wattpad, Tumblr, AO3 and all that - and I know about this since looong ago xd-. But here you have it. Surprises even me that I started the year by bringing this to my blog. And we’re starting with none other than Minho! Pls forgive me if this ain’t that good *covers her eyes*. Seriously, the toughest part was naming this T-T. 

Word count: +3.1K

Summary: After spending most of your childhood on a WICKED facility, you start to question your place in there once you reach your teens. This only increases when people start disappearing. Things turn even worse when you and your closest friend (and the boy you like) try to look for answers and come too close to uncover their objectives.

Genre: sci-fi, mystery, thriller. A dash of romance sprinkled there. It's angsty.

tw (Do I really need to put these if you know what the story is about? But just in case): Mental and physical abuse, drowning (?), death mention, cursing. idk if left smthn. 

You stared at the little boy across from you as you both sat in the small waiting room. Dressed in white, just like you, his black hair nicely trimmed covering his forehead. His arms crossed in front of his chest, he looked around, seemingly unhappy to be there. He noticed you looking, then looked towards the men in uniform that stood near every door and back at you. 

“Hey.” He whispered. 

“Hey.” 

“What’s your name?” he asked you.

“Y/N. What’s yours?” your big, curious eyes looked over at him expectantly. 

“I’m Minho.” 

“Nice to meet you.” Your dad had taught you that was what you said when you met someone. That, and to shake hands, but you didn’t dare to stand and walk over to him in case that would make the guards mad. You exchanged a smile instead. 

Then, the door to the lab opened and a woman came for you, taking you into the room. You looked over your shoulder as she nudged you inside and waved back at Minho. 

After that, he met with you in the equally white common room. He called you over to the table he sat on with other boys at the time of your meals and presented them to you. When he didn’t feel like sharing the attention of his new friend he’ll tell you to sit somewhere else and both of you would go to a separate table. One of the boys, the blonde boy, would stick out his tongue at you when Minho did that, making you giggle and as a result he’d grin before turning to his other dark haired friend and leaving you two alone. He’ll sneak into the girls section to get to your room sometimes, and you’ll talk and make up games. Before the guards made their rounds, he’ll hurry to sneak back to his room but not before wishing you a good night. 

As you grew, your relationship with Minho did too. You two were rarely away from each other, apart from when you slept, when they called you to the lab to run some tests or while you completed your assigned tasks - and even then, you’d glance at each other through the holographic screens and share a knowing smile.

The thing was, Minho had always been quite the problematic kid to the people who ran the place. It wasn’t a surprise when he reached his teens and got more rebellious, non-compliant and impulsive. You understood him, for each time things started to turn more and more suspicious. 

One day, you watched as he was pulled in by a guard into the common room. His eyes immediately searched for you, and when he did he smiled yet seeing the worried look in your eyes he hurried over to you. 

“What’s wrong?” 

Another one of your friends was missing. You had asked one of the guards about it, but they just said they had to take him somewhere else. 

“It’s obvious they want something from us. The tests, the stupid stuff they make us do everyday. I’m getting tired of people pricking and prodding at my skin and all the beeps from machines.” He said, and honestly, you were too.

“But what can we do?” No one would tell you anything besides the same words: what you were doing there will someday help the entirety of humanity. But what the hell were you doing? What was going on outside? And where the hell were they taking the others? Would you end up there too? 

First, you tried entering into the information systems during the time you were supposed to work on your daily assignment. You eyed the guards subtly and Minho kept watch for the woman who supervised you. You thought some of the others were staring at you while you worked but told yourself maybe you were being paranoid.

“I couldn’t find anything. There’s no access from our stations.” You told him later that night when he snuck into your room. 

He muttered a curse, looking down as he thought of something else. Then the idea popped up in his head.There was a room where you saw the men and women dressed in white gowns disappear into every day. It was labelled with bold, white letters as ACCESS TO PERSONNEL ONLY.  You will sneak inside. But you needed a key. 

Before he could tell you, the heavy door opened and a guard was pulling Minho to stand up from your bed. 

“What the hell are you doing here, kid?” 

Minho shook away from the guard’s hold harshly. “Get your hands off me.” Then he pushed him.

The guard didn’t like that, and smacked Minho with his baton. That was the first time you saw a guard actually hit one of you, “Minho!” you rushed to his side as the boy stumbled. “What is wrong with you?” you sneered to the guard as you noticed the small cut on Minho’s temple. But the guard pulled him away from your grasp and out of your room. 

Ever since that day, the guards grew more aware of you two, surveilling your every move and doing everything to keep you apart.  But Minho noticed how  fatigued you looked each day when they brought you to the common room from the labs. He frowned, worried and frustrated to not be able to reach you. You weren’t even looking at him anymore. They had done something to you. 

Finally, one night he snuck inside your room again. Since they had taken away your “privilege” of having the doors unlocked, he had to look for another option: the vents. 

Startled by the sound of the lid of the vents hitting the ground and sliding on the floor from under your bed, you looked down from your position, your head upside down and your hair touching the floor. 

“Minho!” you exclaimed surprised and almost smiled before your expression denoted your concern, then it appeared to go blank, “You can’t be here.” you warned him as he slid out from under your bed. 

“Are you okay?” He ignored you, grabbing your face in his hands.

“You can’t be here.” he followed your worried gaze to the door. 

“It’s alright. Hey, hey, what have they done to you?” He kept inspecting you. You had dark circles under your eyes, and a far look on your face. When your gaze focused again on him, tears were threatening to fall from your eyes. 

“I thought they’d hurt you, but then I saw you back in the common room and you were alright.” 

“What? What are you talking about?” 

“I couldn’t make out what was real and what wasn’t. I tried to protect you.” He didn’t understand what you meant. 

“I’m right here.” He tried reassuring you. “Don’t worry about me, okay? I’m right with you. I’m okay.” 

You brought your hands up to his face much like he had done earlier. It was real, he was okay. You noticed the small cut on his temple and brushed your thumb gently over it. Looking at him in the eye you smiled and he gave your forehead a kiss. 

“Listen. We’re going to find out what’s happening here, okay? ” He explained to you his plan. “And we’ll get out of here. We’ll get our friends, everyone out.” 

The next couple of days, Minho behaved himself, which got the guards and everyone pleased and as promised, he reached you again when he had succeeded in getting his hands on a key. 

You snuck into the vents and the corridors during the night, ducking to avoid the motion-activated lights placed every few meters on the walls. When you reached the end of the hall, you looked around to find the door you were looking for. Minho was about to lean to look when you extended your arm to prevent him from doing so. You placed your index to your mouth telling him to keep it quiet. Someone had come out of the room, the door locking after them. Thankfully, they went down another hall.  Next you were both dashing towards it. Minho grabbed the key and slid it on the door lock. When it gave you access, you pushed it open carefully. 

The room was dim litted, glowing a pale blue. There was more strange equipment inside, more holographic screens with pictures of people with records and stats at their sides, an entire wall of what looked like small safes, all of them locked. There were a couple of tables. You walked towards them as Minho glanced at the screens.

The table you loomed over was a smart table, displaying what seemed like the blueprints of a large building. More like a maze. You frowned, then heard Minho speak up, stealing your attention, “These are some of the guys that are gone.” He turned to look at you, confused over the discovery. 

“Are they okay?” You asked and went over to his side. Inspecting the screens, you were relieved to see most of them were, until you reached the last one and saw written in bold red font: DECEASED. You looked at each other, horrified. 

“Where do you think they took them?” He asked you and you turned to look at the smart table. He followed your gaze, “What-What the hell is that?” 

But as he started to make his way over it, you heard the boom from the door unlocking. Quickly, you grabbed his arm and pulled him with you to hide, cornered between the wall and the control panel under the screens. 

Minho crawled until he reached the other corner of the control panel, seeing a bigger screen appear at the end of the room, holograming a woman dressed  in all white just like them, who spoke to the person that had walked in, another woman. 

“How is the transfer process?” the woman asked. 

“We’ve reached halfway and have sent a considerable group already.” She tried to make it sound as if everything was going perfect. But the other woman, who seemed to be the one in charge, knew better.

“I’ve heard there’s been a couple of setbacks.” 

“Oh. yes. One-one of the subjects died this morning in an accident. Nothing to worry about. He wasn’t one of the brightest nor of the immune ones.”  

“What about y/n and the Minho boy?” You both grew even more wary, if possible, at the mention of your names.

“We’ve dealt with it. In fact the situation turned out to be beneficial. The tests we’ve run on her have come with promising results. Once she’s transferred I’ve no doubt the odds on her will increase. The boy is brilliant too, although he keeps growing more suspicious and uncontrollable ever since we avoid letting them be together. They influence each other too much.” She paused, thinking, before suggesting, “Should we send him next?” 

She considered it, “Not yet as long as he doesn’t create more trouble.” 

“We’ve been more cautious these past weeks in order to prevent any more incidents, but I assure you we’ll gradually resume to operate as usual.” 

Your eyes met, terrified. 

Managing to sneak out without getting caught, you started to panic once you reached your room safely.  Transfer? The image of the building you saw on the smart table was brought back to your head. Minho. They would send Minho away.

“Y/n?” He called for you for like the fifth time, shaking you a little, and you finally snapped back. 

You choked out. “They can’t send you away.”  Closing your eyes tightly and shaking your head refusing the sole idea, that’s when you noticed you had started to cry. What if you never see him again? What if he ended… You didn’t dare finish that thought. 

“Calm down. If they’re taking me anywhere, we’re both going. I’m never leaving you.” This time, he didn’t exactly believe the words coming out of his mouth. Judging by what they’d heard, they would send him to whatever that place was sooner or later anyway. Just thinking of being separated from you was killing him. Ever since that day when you were little kids and you had greeted each other, you’ve turned to be his entire world, the most important person after being separated from his family. He loved the friends he’d made here though, but it wasn’t the same type of love he felt for you. Minho realized as those thoughts flooded his mind, that you were more than a friend to him. He was in love with you. And this just terrified him more for what your futures would be like. A tear had managed to escape him. Seeing as you weren’t consoled by his false reassurance - he knew you were smarter than that- , he tried something else. He cupped your face as you sniffled, and you slowly looked up from the floor to his also teary eyes. He looked down at your lips. You noticed and nodded at him, giving him consent. Your eyes shut as your lips met in a tender kiss, as if he was scared you’ll both break, or that you would disappear when he opened his eyes. 

“I love you.” you said breathily once you pulled back and rested your forehead on his. 

“I love you.” Minho said back, “I love you.” 

“Promise me,” you started, “That if we get separated we’ll find each other again.” 

“They won’t separate us.” He tried again, stubbornly. 

You pulled back and when he opened his eyes he found you already looking at him, serious. “Promise me.” 

“Of course I promise.” 

“You won’t forget me.” 

“I’ll never forget you.” He kissed your forehead. 

The guards had stopped escorting you both away from each other a couple of days ago, but you still acted like you didn’t acknowledge each other. Minho had told you he would tell the others what you’ve seen and what you had heard. You needed as much help as possible if you planned to get out of that place. 

But one day all hell broke loose. You and Minho had noticed that it took them longer between each of the guys they took away. That’s what the woman was saying back in the room you sneaked in. 

They had started again. Today, Newt was missing. 

As Minho entered the room, you saw him throw a subtle glance over at you before getting to his table. “Where’s Newt?” He looked around, stranged. None of the boys could answer that for him. He scowled, standing up and so did you. No. no. no. 

“Where’s Newt?” He hurried over to one of the guards and stood up to him. 

“I don’t know who you’re talking about, kid.” 

“Oh, you don’t know?” he let out a dry chuckle. “You know, a blondie, about this tall.” 

“I said I don’t know. Return to your seat.” 

“I don’t want to. I want you to answer my fucking question.” Another guard came and tried to pull Minho away and back to his table. “Don’t touch me!” He punched the guard. 

“Minho!” you ran over to him as one of the guards punched him on his stomach making him double over.  “Don’t you fucking touch him!” You threw yourself at the guard that was about to hit him again. Another one pulled you away at the same time the other two grabbed Minho by his arms. 

“Let her go!” He struggled in their hold. They began to drag you out of the room going separate directions. You weren’t headed to your bedrooms. You knew what this meant. 

“Minho!” you screamed in a panic. You heard more struggle and grunts. Then he was punching the guard holding you. It was no use. More of them came. 

He was just able to grab your hands, frantic, before one of them hit you in the head and dragged you away, as he screamed and pushed and punched everyone in his path before he felt something sting him. The fight started to leave him, as his vision became spotted. Then his consciousness left him. 

You didn’t see him or any of the others the following day, nor the next, and the next, and the one after. They kept you in your room, bringing you meals you hardly touched, escorting you out to the showers, to the labs. They didn’t even give you tasks to do. Clearly they were assessing how bad the situation was. They sent a man to ask you some questions, wanting to know if you knew anything about their schemes. You gave them nothing and in return, they gave you hell. Only one thing came out of your mouth: What had they done to Minho. 

You saw him once as you got out of the labs, as they guided him out of one room to another, and you shrugged off the guard’s hold on you, sprinting and yelling his name. Drowsily, he raised his head and when finally your voice and the sight of you registered in his brain, he struggled to break free from the guards, yelling your name back. But they got to you before you could reach a section of the building you’ve never been to. 

You both had been put through so much, yet the worst part until then was soon to come. Given your uncooperative behaviour, they came up with the idea of giving things a twist, something they’ll exploit to their benefit. That night when they fetched you from your room, you didn’t know what was happening, what they were going to do to you now. 

They took you to a room with small compartments in which a person could fit, its doors made of glass. And there you saw him inside one of them, “Minho? Minho!” they had let you go, and you ran towards it. He couldn’t see you, nor hear you as he banged his fist on the door. It was a one way mirror. “What are you doing to him?!” You shrieked and then you both looked down, water coming up from orifices on the floor. Minho started screaming louder as dread took over him, and you helplessly watched and banged at the damn door, shouting for them to stop whatever they were doing. They were going to kill him. This wasn’t one of those illusions they made you go through before. They were going to kill him out viciously and you could only witness, unaware of why these horrible people were torturing you, why they were using all of you. They started to drag you away as the water reached his chin. You thrashed, screamed and cried for them to stop. And that was your last memory of him, and of you, before all of it vanished, ended, only to start again differently.

Part 1? (Edited 1/16/2023: Part 2 is out).

[iricathel]

just how much are you willing to read about why ruki is the perfect match— i mean rukina is the ship ever and the more i read their interactions the more i find myself nodding along like yeah they’re meant for each other they should get married this instant. wait. they did dfgdfg so i’ll save you the trouble of talking endlessly about the reasons they just click together because i’m sure you know about those already (a future long ass ask maybe? 🙏)

shuu — i think this one would be fun because they strike me as partners in crime. at least a bit. i think shuu would enjoy irina’s attitude and strength and maybe irina might like digging into what shuu’s actual personality is, facade aside. don’t ask me why but i sense some strong magnetism here. hottest blondes in the area, people move aside to stare at them (i at least would)

reiji — i really am not being that original but. hear me out. people that can ruin your self esteem and bring you down to your knees however you wanna take that one. i think reiji can work really great with someone that is both capable and incredibly smart but isn’t afraid to speak their mind. irina’s balance between not letting people step on her while still managing to keep everything under control… a ship filled with political and romantic intrigue (?) also pls reiji would go insane with someone that is both fancy and playful and damn. irina could tease the heck out of him, i’m calling this a win on society

lina ily sorry for the spam <3

Omg Kuu ily so so so so much wtf this is so sweet 😭

— Talking about Rukina, ofc I have my own opinions about their ship since I made them interact not only here, but for YEARS with different people and different sites and it's wild for me how even if the "admin" changes, they still have that magnetism no matter what (and also there's a reason why it's my fav ship sjsjsjsjsj). But ofc I have mostly my view and Ruki's admin too, I'm always glad to read people's opinions about their ship and how they feel them work together since it can open our eyes¿? Like maybe there's something we don't see but it's so obvious for others— So my askbox is always open for all kind of rants everytime you want 😤

— I'll try to save my analysis for the match-making post sjsjsjsjsjsj

It's right that for both Irina and Shuu it will be intriguing to meet each other, since one will feed the other's curiosity — Not to say that also Shuu will enjoy fr teasing Irina. I can also tell as both are candidates for their own clan's throne it would be crazy af if they marry bc imagine all that power??

But I don't wanna break it too much, but even if they can start so well, I think there would be a divorce so fast too sjsjsjsjsjsj But I will talk deeply about this in another post since canonly Irina knows both Shuu and Reiji

— It's funny to me see some people seeing Reiji as a good partner and the arguments are so good tbh, but if you look at it separately.

Reiji with Irina is one of the most problematic ships she could ever have and that's bc the beginning of their relationship is so tense and polemic even they feel uncomfortable with each other's presence bc they snap their traumas. Like they just need to look superficially to each other and they travel again to their childhood to revive their traumas again and over again

+ I feel like Reiji would see Irina as a disgusting woman bc even if our girl is a fancy, elegant woman with some manners, she's clearly not the perfect woman in his eyes either. And that's a problem for both ngl

BUT(T) NOW I SAY AGAIN, I WILL TALK DEEPER ABOUT EVERY GOOD AND BAD POINT FOR EVERY MATCH IN ANOTHER POST probably in a week

Again thank you so much Kuu for writing this bc I also love to see how people pay so much attention to my ships/character that they can tell things I never talked about before here 😭😭

[gens1n]

ain’t shit (ft. dilf!kaeya)

 pairing babysitter!reader x dilf!kaeya

genre smut

song inspo ain’t shit - doja cat // this playlist

oneshot? series? one shot...for now (?). unless i have more ideas then this’ll turn into a mini series ehe

word count 2k

content warning mentions of sex, cheating, breeding kink, reader is a homewrecker lol, not proofread sry </3

author’s note a different perspective of doja cat’s song, where WE are the bad guys now >:) i’m bored of mc being this angelic, innocent character, so let’s have a mc that’s likely won’t be liked by everyone! and that’s alright! gotta love our problematic mc cos it’s not everyday that we have a main character that gets progressively worse over time LMAO (IMPORTANT!!! i don’t condone cheating btw!! this cheating theme is solely for the sake of this fic, pls don’t actually do that to your partner :/)

also big thanks to @/natyra_art on instagram for this beautiful dilf kaeya art... which is also another source of inspiration for this story hehe

‘‘so when are you divorcing her?’‘ you managed to huff in between thrusts.

‘‘hm?’‘

‘‘when are you, ah-’‘ his cock was hitting all the right spots in you, ‘‘divorcing her?’’

‘‘impatient, aren’t we?’‘ kaeya’s raspy voice sent shivers down your spine, as his calloused fingers lovingly traced the goosebumps on your back. 

‘‘it’s been three years, i’ve waited long enough.’‘

‘‘just wait a little longer. i’ll do it when the time is right.’‘

‘’you said that last time too,’‘ you replied, chuckling in disappointment.

‘‘and? don’t you trust my words?’‘ kaeya questioned, his pace slowing down to focus on you better.

‘‘i do, it’s just that...’‘

‘‘hm?’‘ the damp kiss he placed on your nape distracted you for a moment, his breath heavy on your skin as he urged you to carry on talking.

‘‘i’m tired of hiding our relationship... i want to be able to go on dates with you in public. hold your hands and kiss you in front of everyone without getting judged.’‘ the older man merely chuckled hearing your rants throughout your slow fucking session.

hearing his chuckle hit a nerve in you. is he not taking me seriously?

‘‘-and qiqi, that poor baby hasn’t seen her mother in like, what- 8 months? i think last christmas was their last meeting. what kind of mother does that to her child? what a shame... ah- fuck, right there!’‘

ah yes, qiqi. the three year-old baby you’ve been babysitting for the past three years. you were just in your second year of university back then, desperately looking for a part-time job to help support you with your bills and student debt. it was by chance that you met kaeya’s wife who was seeking for a nanny for their 4 month-old qiqi at the time.

her reasoning? she’s a busy travelling businesswoman, going on weekly business trips here and there, while kaeya stayed back to manage his own family company, leaving you to spend most of your university life balancing your studies and taking care of qiqi like one of your own. she even begged you to move in with them to help ease your commute between your campus and their home. two months after moving in with them, she set off on another business trip, claiming that the past six months after giving birth to qiqi was ‘’too much time wasted and opportunities lost in the business world’’. what a great mum.

you tried to understand her point of view, you really did. but after years of seeing qiqi not getting enough maternal love, with her mother coming back once in a while on a three-month interval and acts like she’s not a terrible mom, you’ve gradually accepted that some women just don’t deserve to have kids at all, if all they are doing is neglect the said children. thankfully, her hot husband, kaeya, who is twelve years older than you, helped made it easier for you, providing whatever form of support you need to raise qiqi. now that you just freshly graduated university with all your debt paid, you could finally pay full attention to qiqi, and have her daddy fuck you at the end of each day when you’re finally done with your ‘maternal’ duties.

at this point, kaeya alternated between slow and fast pace, coaxing more rants out of you. this was another one of those cold, rainy nights where you’d snuggle close to kaeya on your shared king-sized bed after putting qiqi to sleep, before it eventually turns into another heated make-out session that usually ends in him burying his dick deep inside you.

‘‘qiqi... she hasn’t met her mother in so long that she starts calling me ‘mom’ months ago. how pathetic is it that her actual mom isn’t even here? don’t you think she deserves a better, available mom?’‘ your complaints earned a manly chuckle from kaeya, who was amused to see how much this was stressing you out.

‘‘oh yeah? you think so?’‘

‘‘i know so,’‘ you firmly stated. another chuckle from him.

‘‘you wanna be her new mom?’‘ kaeya whispered close.

‘‘i’m practically her mommy now. only difference is, we’re not official yet. shame.’‘

‘‘you sure you wanna be her mom? become the new mrs alberich?’‘

‘‘i’ll give her a baby brother while we’re at it,’‘ you dared, glancing back to shoot kaeya a seductive smile. 

fuck, that ignited something in him. to have you willingly offering yourself to carry his children lit up his suppressed desire to breed you full. growing up a single child, it was always a dream of his to have a big, happy family so that none of his child would have to grow up lonely. it’s a shame he ended up with a wife who couldn’t care less about his wishes for multiple kids, instead focusing more on her career, when you are here to fulfil that dream of his.

kaeya instantly shifted your body, making you face the vanity mirror on the opposite end of the bed, as his hips started thrusting faster and harder into you, eliciting a soft moan from your lips. his large hands wandered down to your tummy, thumbs gently rubbing your sweaty skin, a stark contrast to his rough pounding.

his lust-filled pair of eyes stared back at you through the mirror, your body on full display, tits jiggling wildly as he reentered you over and over again. hugging your body closer to his, he whispered deeply, ‘’want me to fill this pussy up? have you creaming all over my cock? breed this tight little pussy full so qiqi can have a new sibling?’’

‘‘ah, ah... yes, yes, yes fill me up daddy!’‘ upon hearing the sacred nickname leaving your lips, he thrusted into you even faster, not minding your gasps and sharp nails clawing into his muscled arms, holding onto him for dear life.

‘‘yeah? you want daddy to make you a mommy? stuff you full with daddy’s seed? carry my children and become my mrs alberich?’‘

‘‘oh god, yes, yes... please!’‘ 

you rested your head on his shoulder blade, your eyes rolling back from the intense pleasure. kaeya held your body even tighter and kissed your gaping mouth to keep you quiet, fearing that your noises would wake qiqi who was fast asleep three bedrooms away.

it didn’t take long before he finally came in you in one last rough thrust, your warm, tight wall milking his veiny dick sloppily, faint white cum running down your pussy as soon as he pulled out. proud to see his massive load practically drooling out of your core, he admired the way the sticky substance pooled at your knees, wetting the bedsheet.

but he wasn’t satisfied just yet, no. he’d swore to himself just now to get you pregnant, already imagining your belly swollen with his future baby. his lustful thoughts prevented him from thinking rationally and recall that he still has a wife to stay faithful to. but for fuck’s sake, it was impossible stay faithful to an absent wife when your hand started pushing him back against the bed, the other hand guiding his dick to your entrance, ready to ride the life out of him.

just as you were about start bouncing on him, his phone started ringing loudly, effectively ruining the moment. you clicked your tongue in annoyance, it’s 11pm, who could be calling him at this time?

kaeya sighed and snatched the phone from his bedside, brows contorting in equal annoyance, eyes squinting at the bright light on his screen before showing the caller ID to you.

oh.

putting it on full speaker for you to hear, he groggily greeted the caller. ‘’yeah, honey? what’s up?’’

the sweet nickname irked you so much that you pretended to puke from it, which earned a silent giggle from the older man.

‘‘oh, i’m sorry babe, were you sleeping? did i disrupt your rest?’‘ rolling your eyes upon hearing the other person’s voice, a light bulb went off in your head. with a snarky smile plastered on your face, you abruptly lowered your body down on his dick, catching kaeya off guard, his breath ragged and eyebrows contorted at the sudden, intense pleasure. 

‘‘fuck, i- uh... still sleepy. it’s almost midnight here, why’d you call so late?’‘ it was entertaining for you to see how hard he tried to stay calm throughout the call, so you decided to further test him. you moved your hips and started grinding on him, pussy wall clenching and unclenching as your hand played with your nipple, another hand bringing his own to rest on your bum.

it took him his entire will to shut his eyes to be able to focus on the clueless wife on the other end of the call. ‘’i’m sorry honey, you were saying?’’ 

‘‘ah, still sleepy aren’t you? haha, i’m calling to let you know i’ll come back in a week once this new york project is finally over!’‘

‘‘w-what?’‘ 

‘‘yeah, remember that new york investment project i worked on since last year? it concludes two months earlier than expected, so i can spend the remaining months with you and qiqi before i start working on a new project!’‘

kaeya had to do a quick double take at his phone screen before staring back at you in disbelief. massaging his temple, he let out a silent sigh, and lazily replied, ‘’oh... that’s good.’’

‘‘it really is! i’ve missed you and qiqi so much, how’s she?’‘

‘‘qiqi’s doing pretty good... started potty training, still throwing tantrums whenever y/n tells her she needs to stop watching pororo past her bedtime though.’‘

‘‘haha, must be nasty to deal with!’‘ hearing this remark, you felt a sense of pride in yourself. you raised qiqi after all, you knew you’re a better mom to qiqi than kaeya’s wife will ever be. all those things she considered ‘nasty’ were just perks that come with being a mother, so why bother become one if she can’t even handle that much?

‘‘how’s y/n? is everyone good back home?’‘ 

‘really good’, you mouthed back, as kaeya’s thumb continued tracing the small skin of your ass, his eyes fixed on your connected bodies, adoring the way your pussy just absolutely sucking him in.

‘‘everything’s alright,’‘ he lazily replied.

‘‘that’s good to hear! alright, i don’t wanna keep you awake any longer, you should continue your sleep! good night sweetheart, love you.’‘

‘‘love you more,’‘ kaeya lied through his teeth with a grimace, immediately hanging up.

‘‘lOvE yOu MoRe,’‘ you continued mocking him, riling him up more. ‘‘great, now she has the audacity to come back when her daughter can’t even recall her face anymore.’’ kaeya remained silent, dreading the day he’ll eventually have to confront his wife.

‘’what about our plan? making another mini you? i guess that’s not happening anymore, huh...’’ you pouted, knowing damn well it’s one of his weaknesses. in an instance, kaeya flipped your body over, you yelped as your back hit the mattress.

‘‘what, did you think i was joking?’‘ he raspily muttered, resting his forehead on top of yours, your limbs instinctively clung to his strong, chiseled body.

‘‘i don’t know... thought you’d change your mind and come running back to your oh-so-lovely wife?’‘

‘‘hm? you mean an absent wife?’‘ he raised a brow, to which you nodded. ‘‘i don’t think so.’‘

‘‘besides,’‘ he paused to hold the back of your thigh open, exposing your connected core, rhythm slow as he tried focusing on his next words, ‘‘you’re practically my wife already. going on vacation dates with me, caring for my child, preparing meals for me like a good wife should. and now..,’’ kaeya’s eyes stared into yours expectantly.

‘‘...now what?’‘

leaning in to give you a tender kiss, kaeya then grinned, his pace quickening, heart surged with desire as he muttered his next words.

‘‘i can’t wait to see your belly rounding, swollen and full, filled with my baby.’‘

author’s note once again i hope i don’t get death threats for writing a homewrecker main character 🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️ 

[littlegodzilla]

Hey could you do a pre apocalypse request with a young reader please. Like the reader is legal (18/19) but Daryl is 23. Please let me know if this age gap is okay with you 👉👈

Request :- The reader and Daryl are dating and Daryl has to go on a long hunting trip. Since Daryl is going to be gone for long the reader borrows some books (erotica and self pleasuring) from the library to make up for his absence . Daryl catches her red handed with these books and teches her how to pleasure herself in his absence since she doesn't know much about it. (pls include humping on a pillow, fingering if possible 😬)

If you don't write for pre apocalypse Daryl you can make this Norman × reader too 😁 pls take my request

Hi Anon!

Sorry if I was late with your request but I had crazy days. I liked your request and I had a few different ideas until I decide to write it. The ages are fine, I don’t really care because my man is 17 years older than me so… Of course I’m never going to write something underage or worst, but this idea it’s fine for me.

I hope you’ll enjoy it too!

As always sorry for my English, it isn’t my first language!

Teaching.

Daryl Dixon x FemReader Pre-Apocalyse.

Characters: Daryl Dixon (23) Reader (19) Warnings: SMUT. Words: 4000 aprox. Request by Anon. Summary: Daryl is going on a long hunting trip and the reader is going to miss him so she tries to make up for her loneliness and Daryl is going to show her how. Taglist: @phoenixblack89 @browneyes528 @purple-serenity @pncnsc @lilythemadqueen @twdeadfanfic

You hated that he went hunting with his brother for so long. You knew it was something important to him, a strange bond between brothers. Whatever, but you still didn't like it. Not just because you were left alone for days, but you were left alone for days and worried about him, whether he'd be okay, whether they'd eat well, whether they'd get lost in the woods (Daryl always scoffed at this, he was like a fucking Mowgli) or whether some wild animal might attack them and come back hurt, or worse. Not coming back.

You and Daryl had been dating for several years. You two met when you and your parents moved to that small town looking for something better, you were never clear if the change was good for your parents or not, but for you, you wouldn't trade it for anything.

Meeting Daryl was difficult at first, known as a problematic family and with whom it was better not to have a relationship, your parents never let you get too close to their house, however when some older high school classmates started to pick on you for 'being too weird' Daryl came to your defense and since then he had accompanied you to class so they would leave you alone, with that gesture your parents discovered that young Dixon was different from his father and older brother, allowing him to spend more time with you, despite being older than you he had repeated a few grades and both spent many afternoons together in the living room of your house, or in the cabin he had in the woods, studying, with homework, or getting to know each other.

Remembering your first kiss with him still made your stomach fill with butterflies. It was awkward for both of you, you too young maybe, him too nervous, surprised that you felt that way about him. Repeating to himself that maybe someone in your own grade would be a better fit for you, but you were sure of what you wanted.

And it was him.

Now, like every year at the hottest time of the year, Daryl was leaving for several weeks in the woods for a long hunting trip with Merle, his older brother, and you were frustrated.

From the beginning of your relationship Daryl was always careful how he treated you, even though you weren’t very old, he was older than you, he didn't want you to feel pressured, that you thought he was taking advantage of you, that you felt uncomfortable around him. You were grateful every day for his kind and considerate treatment with you, but you also had needs and curiosities typical of your age and although you had tried to take the next step with him, the younger Dixon always found an excuse to slip out of your arms and avoid the subject.

It was also true that you never had much privacy, that your parents were always around the house when Daryl came to visit and the cozy and pleasant cabin was also Merle's, which meant that the man could show up whenever he wanted to discover you and spoil the moment.

You sighed in frustration as you searched for some books in the library, since you had nothing better to do you had decided to lose yourself in the long and huge shelves looking for some literature that could brighten up your days.

You stopped then among the shelves of self-help books and a flash crossed your mind feeling your cheeks redden. You bit your lip as you ran your eyes through the books not quite sure what you were looking for until you came across some books on sex. Again you felt your cheeks burn with intensity. You hesitated for a few seconds before picking up one of them and taking a quick look at it, maybe it seemed silly, but suddenly you felt that your lonely days wouldn't be so boring.

Hiding a couple of books inside your backpack along with other literature books you left the library in a hurry.

You felt your heart pounding inside your chest. You closed the cabin door behind you. Normally you didn't go there by yourself, if you knew Daryl was out with Merle or working you waited at home until he came to pick you up, but you needed to be alone. At home, with your parents, you wouldn't even have dared to open your backpack, the books had returned untouched to their shelf and you would probably have regretted it for the rest of your vacation days.

You closed the bedroom door behind you and left the backpack on the bed. Trembling, you unzipped the zipper as if a basilisk was going to come out from inside it. You felt a little absurd, you shouldn't feel so afraid and ashamed of something as natural as sex and knowing yourself. It didn't mean that you had never touched yourself, however, you were never sure if that was what you were supposed to feel, always too tense in case your parents came into the room, in case you made too much noise, in case someone could hear you.

Now you were alone. Daryl would be working in the workshop with Merle or getting things ready to leave, or maybe they had already left. The latter you didn't believe, Daryl always said goodbye to you when he went hunting.

With one of the books in your hand you sat on the edge of the bed opening its pages, exploring it, reading it carefully in the parts that caught your attention, blushing like a ten year old girl as you read some perhaps too detailed descriptions. Slowly you felt your body warming up, curiosity making its way through shyness, wanting to put into practice some of the advice you were reading.

You put the book down on the bed and got up again to strip down to just your underwear. You crawled across the mattress to the top of the bed, picked up the book again and rereading some of the pages you settled back against the pillow moving your hips against it. You frowned feeling embarrassment momentarily take hold of you again as your hips hesitated to rub against the object, however you repositioned yourself against the pillow moving again, you rotated your hips and your clit brushed the seam of the fabric sending a pleasurable cramp throughout your body.

"Oh..." you gasped at the sensation, doing it again.

You weren't aware at any point that you had stopped being alone in the room, that Daryl had been petrified at the bedroom door not waiting for you there. Much less like this.

Gradually you had gained more confidence moving faster over the seam of the object, touching the rest of your body over your underwear intensifying the pleasure that coursed through you, feeling like you were verging on the edge.

"Whattaya doin’?" Daryl's voice sounded hoarse, low, his name coming out of your mouth in moans still ringing in his ears. You screamed in fright turning around to face him with your face burning covering your near nakedness with the same pillow you were riding just seconds before.

"Da-Daryl!" you stammered looking him up and down, he was wearing his work clothes, he had probably come straight from the workshop not finding you at home or to finish getting things ready for when he left with Merle.

His eyes were riveted on you, surprise mixed with other feelings that you weren’t able to decipher at that very moment, his pupils dilated, his chest rising and falling, breathing with difficulty. You saw him hesitate, but he took a couple of steps towards the bed and you wanted to hide the books scattered on the bed, but you didn't make it in time. Daryl picked up one of them skim reading a few lines to once again fix his gaze on you, now really charged with lust.

"What's all this?" He lifted the book before your eyes only to drop it to the floor.

"I-I thought you weren't..."

"I see, ya always do this when I'm gone?" there was no surprise, more curiosity, desire creeping into his voice.

"I don't..." You bit your lip doubting if you should be honest. "You're going to be gone for many days, we're not going to see each other and I..."

"Ya couldda asked me..."

"You never touch me, Daryl, whenever I try to do something you just run away... Like you're scared of me..."

"’Cause I know if I touch ya... I won't be able to stop..." He clenched his fists, holding back right then and there. You looked at him, still shy, but more confident than before.

"Why do you think I wanted you to stop? I love you Daryl, I'm... I want to be with you. I'm ready for it..." This last you couldn't help but mutter it averting your gaze.

You heard him grunt, raising your head again you saw Daryl take off his work clothes leaving only his boxers. Your earlier moans had gone straight to his cock which was marked half hard inside his underwear. He moved to the side of the bed, standing closer to you. Your eyes roamed all over him and you swallowed feeling nervous. Daryl shook his head and pointed to the pillow.

"Lemme look at ya." He asked you. You opened your eyes wide and shook your head.

"No."

"I wanna watch ya do it." He climbed onto the bed sitting next to you. "Maybe can help ya."

"N-No, Daryl I... I didn't know you were there, it's embarrassing for me you seeing me..." You tried to explain, but Dixon grabbed the pillow pulling it away from your body leaving you in your underwear before him.

"Ya said ya were ready, didn't ya? I ain’t gonna do anythin’ to ya that ya ain’t willin’." He promised staring at you.

You hesitated for a second, again shyness winning out over your judgment, but it was Daryl, you knew you could trust him, his word, that he would never do anything that would hurt you or humiliate you. He had always had the utmost care and respect for you and you knew that wasn't going to change now. You bit your lip and nodded your head averting your gaze. Daryl held your chin and kissed you slowly taking what you offered him, caressing your lips with his, the tip of his tongue brushed your lips asking for permission. You gasped as you felt him slowly burst inside your mouth making you close your eyes, abandoning yourself to the kiss, holding him by the nape of his neck so he wouldn't pull away. His hands went down to your waist and he pulled away from your mouth to sit you in his lap, your back resting against his chest. His mouth traveled down your neck slowly, leaving kisses here and there, getting you to melt under his touch, his fingertips caressing your skin, distracting you.

You tensed for a second when his fingers unclasped your bra, but you let him do it, he unclasped your press leisurely, running his mouth back over the skin of your shoulders, your nape, his hands moving up to your breasts, caressing their shape, cradling them in his hands, giving them the attention they deserved without taking his mouth off your skin. You gasped and shuddered as you felt his palm brush against your nipples that were beginning to get hard with each new caress. His fingers pinched your nipples gently, twisting them painlessly, making small circles over them with the pad of his thumb. You arched up, moaning low, not daring to open your eyes, but knowing that Daryl was staring at you, enjoying every gesture you made.

“Feels good, yeah?” He murmured aganist your ear and you moan in responde with your eyes still closed. “Gimme yer hand” He said again taking your wrist and guided your hand over your own tit. “Touch yerself, like I’m doin’” Daryl ordered you making you tembler but you obeyed touching yourself your own nippel the same way he was doing.

Daryl watched you gasping slowly through your mouth, your head resting on his shoulder, biting your lip, enjoying your own touch on your nipple at the same time his hand still guiding your own movements as you mimicked what he was doing to your other tit. With his free hand he moved down your belly slowly, caressing your skin, he stroked one of your legs and gently parted them feeling you tense up a bit again, but squeezed your nipple regaining your attention on that part, forgetting his hand further south. Daryl kissed your neck at the same time his hand hid inside your panties caressing your mons slowly gasping as he felt it bare and soft, his teeth closed over your skin leaving a small mark that made you moan a little louder arching against his hand as his fingers began to make small circles over your clit.

Your legs inertia parted a little more, leaving him greater access, his strokes were slow, pressing your muscle with his fingertips, he was in no hurry, showing you what he could do with you, making your whole body jerk against his.

"Daryl..." you gasped his name, your free hand his closed over his forearm, but he didn't stop his caresses, neither on your chest nor on your pussy.

"Ya ain’t need those books for this..." He whispered in your ear, his voice husky. "I'll show ya how ya should do it, I'll make ya remember me all these days I'm ain’t here with ya." He promised you licking the skin behind your ear giving you goosebumps.

His fingers began to move a little faster over your sensitive button, making small circles, increasing the pressure on it while squeezing your nipple with a little more intensity, you mimicked his action and opened your eyes in shock as your hips jerked against his hand and moaned loudly, pleasure coursing through you uncontrollably, arching over his body seeing him smiling, his caresses did not stop, but they did drop in intensity again prolonging your arousal.

Still feeling your legs trembling Daryl left your tit to help himself get rid of your panties which he threw to an undefined place in the room. He parted your legs again and his fingers lost themselves in your folds, feeling you completely wet now, stroking and groping your entrance which contracted at the sensation of his fingers.

"Ya okay?" he asked in a whisper his fingers still playing over your slit feeling them getting wetter and wetter. You nodded your head. "Relax, forget ‘bout everythin’, I just wanna ya to feel." He asked you without stopping stroking you.

It was easy to ask, you knew you could trust him, but at the same time nervousness was playing a trick on you. His hand resting on your knee came up and took your hand placing it on your unattended breast.

"Ya were doin’ great, and it felt good, didn't it?" he spoke into your ear again, you nodded biting your lip and went back to caressing your own nipples as one of Daryl's fingers found its way between your folds and pressed into your cunt.

You frowned slightly at the resistance your own body offered at the intrusion of his finger however the pleasure you were giving yourself helped you ignore the uncomfortable sensation, slowly unclenching yourself by letting his finger enter deeper and deeper until his palm covered your pussy. He gasped against your ear and you moaned at the vibration of his voice against your skin. You knew Daryl was holding back completely with you. You weren't an idiot, the man had had other relationships before you two started dating, he had experience you were unaware of and he was doing his best not to rush you.

You sighed as you felt him move inside you, rotating his wrist, pulling his finger out, in and out, slowly, listening to the wet sound it made, embarrassment tingeing your cheeks red again.

"Don't stop touchin’ yerself." He asked you in a growl and was adding a second finger inside you.

The tightness was more uncomfortable than the first time, you bit your lip, your hands stopped and you reflexively grabbed him by the wrist. Daryl stopped at the same moment, his fingers halfway inside you, his mouth resting on the top of your head, he closed his eyes searching for his own self-control. He kissed your head, behind your ear, the line of your neck up to your shoulder, leaving several kisses in this same area, little by little your body relaxed enjoying the sensation of his mouth on your skin, your pussy stopped squeezing his fingers and you let go of his wrist. It was the signal he needed to continue putting his fingers inside you making you moan between discomfort and pleasure when they were completely inside again. His free hand returned to your tit, caressing, squeezing, pinching your nipple as his fingers moved inside you increasing the pleasurable sensation. You gasped and sighed, your hips moving on their own against his fingers arching you feeling your nipples completely hard under his touch. You gasped loudly as his hand pressed against your clit as his fingers continued to move inside you. Your vision blurred, your mind went blank and again a rush ran through you from your stomach to your fingertips, you clutched the sheets tightly, your fingers curled, your hips pushed against his fingers and your back arched.

"Daryl!" you moaned as your orgasm hit you a second time leaving you stunned for a few seconds where his hands continued to stroke you prolonging your high making you shudder under his touch.

He grunted in response as your body pressed fully against his, exahusted, trying to recover yourself, feeling your heart hammering hard inside your chest. Daryl withdrew his fingers carefully stroking your folds again, paying attention to your clit one last time, pressing slowly, rotating his fingers over it, he heard you sigh and brought his hand very slowly up to his mouth, licking his fingers, tasting you on them. You jerked at the sight of him, hearing him hummed as he tasted you.

"Daryl..." you called out to him, his gaze falling on you, his pupils fully dilated. Your turned to him sitting on his lap.

"Ya wanna go on?" he asked you hoarsely putting his hands over your butt. You nodded your head.

"Yes, please... Make me yours, Daryl." You asked him and felt his dick throbbing against your belly.

Daryl grunted at your response, his hands gripped your ass tighter to lift you off his lap, he sat up with you and laid you down on the bed stepping away for a moment to fetch a condom from the bedside table. You heard the wrapper rip and watched nervously as he slid the latex over his cock. He crawled back over you, sought your mouth kissing you slowly, his hands caressing your body, he grabbed your legs and placed them over his waist, pulling your bodies closer together if possible. He moved his hips against you, rubbing his cock against your pussy, seeking your permission. Nervousness swirled in your belly making you gasp, his electric blue gaze lingered a few seconds on you, hesitating, but you nodded, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, moving your body awkwardly under his, making him hiss.

"Daryl, please..." You insisted.

"If I hurt ya..." He started to say and you shook your head positively again, urgently. "No, look at me." He asked you and your eyes jumped to him at his demanding tone. "Tell me, if I hurt ya, okay?"

"Y-Yes."

"I ain’t wanna ya to regret this..."

"I'm not going to regret it, Daryl, I love you..." You repeated again and he growled.

"I love ya too..." He whispered feeling the embarrassment in his words.

You smiled feeling suddenly enveloped in a cloud, you both knew your feelings perfectly well, but Daryl was always more complicated to say what he thought or felt, but you had never forced anything on him, you always let him express himself in his own way.

The smile faded a few seconds from your mouth turning into an uncomfortable grimace as you felt the tip of his cock press against the entrance to your vagina working its way in as slowly as his control would allow.

Your grip on his shoulders became more intense, your nails digging into the skin of his back. You felt him stop above you, but you dug your ankles into the small of his back, not quite sure if that would make the discomfort go away or intensify. You heard him gasp loudly, as if he was holding his breath for too long.

"Daryl..." You tried to get his attention, but he was still standing still over you.

Only when he felt you relax completely under his body did he allow himself to push the last few inches into you again. You gasped and hissed at the sensation of having him inside you, the discomfort of his cock pulling at your walls, dilating you, fitting inside you pleasurably listening to him moan hoarsely against your ear. You wrapped your arms and legs around his body, hiding your face in the hollow of his shoulder. He hissed again as your vagina tightened around his cock and began to move slowly allowing you to get used to him, his size and the feeling of having him inside you.

His self-control went out the window as his cock found and pressed that perfect spot inside you that stole your breath and made your eyes widen in surprise as a long moan escaped your mouth. Daryl looked down at you seeing the confusion and embarrassment mixed on your face, he kissed you intensely unable to hold back any longer, his hands braced your body against the mattress and he began to move faster and deeper inside you, relentlessly pounding that spot that made you moan again, arching you up on the bed, tightening your legs around his waist.

Daryl dropped the weight of his body on top of yours as he felt the walls of your cunt squeeze his cock hard as you cum again, getting him to release all of his cum inside the condom with a guttural moan that was muffled in his neck. Panting, his heart racing, he tried to recover before slowly pulling you away. He threw the condom into a wastebasket in the room and returned to your side hugging you, caressing your body, making you lean against his chest, kissing you on the forehead, on the lips, cradling you lovingly. You purred at his endless caresses, closing your eyes, feeling exhausted.

"It's not fair..." You murmured then and he startled. "Now I'm going to miss you more..."

Daryl snorted in amusement and chuckled, pulling you tighter against his body.

"Now ya know how to remember me until I come back and I can do it myself." He whispered against your ear giving you goosebumps.

No doubt his practical classes had been most helpful.

The end.

I hope you liked it!

See you in the next story!

[blood-sucking-whore]

Gender in Killing Eve and Hannibal (TV Series)

WARNING: LONG TEXTPOST!!!

(pls tell me ur thoughts)

Both Killing Eve and Hannibal feature characters who perform gender (or don’t) in particularly interesting ways.  Killing Eve’s subversion of female gender roles is rich and complex, especially for a crime drama - a very male dominated genre.  In crime shows, female characters are typically either non-existent, or badly written props for insufferable male protagonists.

The women of K.E. (namely Villanelle and Eve) are not only extremely intelligent and driven, but have a sensitively-described moral greyness.  It is fascinating to see both women’s moralities evolve throughout the series, especially in relation to each other.  

There are consequences to their actions, but the writers allow them to do bad things, to be bad people.  It is refreshing to see ‘strong women’ written in this way: they don’t have to make women look ‘good.’  Often this moral flexibility is only tolerated from male characters.  

That’s not to say that Villanelle and Eve are never vulnerable.  They are people: their worth as characters cannot be based on filling the age-old mold of cold, dull, emotionless male detective characters.  Eve is manipulated by her employers, by Villanelle, affected by the death of her friends, and is a victim to her own guilt.  Villanelle, similarly, is subject to the needs of her employers, is orphaned, and is overall dysfunctional.  

This inhibits their control of their own situations.  But both characters make decisions, and take power for themselves.  And while their intentions are muddied along the way, they both keep fighting for something, even if it's just for themselves and each other.

The two central characters of Hannibal, Will Graham and Hannibal Lecter, exhibit a similar relationship to that of Eve and Villanelle.  While they (Will especially) don’t flout the rules of gender as decisively as Villanelle, for example, they also are not typical male crime protagonists.

Will Graham is vulnerable, quiet, and uncomfortable with power.  And, unlike other male underdog characters, this isolation isn’t resolved by, or blamed on a woman.  These descriptors apply most obviously in the first season, but even through Will’s development, he doesn’t exactly become masculine or powerful (at least in the traditional way.)  He is consistently affected by mental illness, which is sensitively depicted, and (character-wise) is sympathetic to other mentally ill characters.  This is a point of weakness which is constantly exploited by other characters such as Jack and Hannibal.

Hannibal, on the other hand, is not very vulnerable (until he becomes more sympathetic to Will.) He is always in control, always able to manipulate the situation to his advantage.  But even he isn’t exactly masculine.  He enjoys art and music, and even through murder, is opulent and flamboyant.  

This is easily comparable to Villanelle’s (fashion, visuals, performance) 

Both Hannibal and Will are very clearly queercoded, and in a relationship that can’t really be described as platonic.  Scenes with them are written, acted, and framed in an intimate way.  Even when stabbing each other, there is romantic tension. This is a union between two people who understand each others’ deepest, most hidden nature. 

I am hesitant to compare murder entirely to queerness, because of how this has been used to suggest evil inherent to queer people.  But murder, and wanting to murder, is sensitively and subtly compared to the way queerness is viewed by society, and to an extent how it can be experienced by queer people and their own self-discovery.  The way both characters talk about murder is intensely intimate.  And Will’s development as a murderer, and someone who understands murder, is parallel to his evolving relationship with Hannibal.

Villanelle and Eve are canonically bisexual, and have scenes that are clearly romantic.  They share a similarly obsessive relationship.  It is endlessly entertaining to watch this relationship play out.  It is infinitely toxic, as opposed the clean, unpassionate lesbian romances we’re used to seeing on TV.  It’s also not an oversexualised, voyeuristic male fantasy.  

TV writers need to stop avoiding making queer characters that are bland, moral, nice and boring for fear of making something problematic.  That’s just lazy writing, and it’s up to them to write these characters well.  I am tired of clean, easy ‘girl power’ types, or tick-box diversity.

Another interesting facet of gender performance in the two shows is fashion and costume design.  In particular, Villanelle’s penchant for two or three piece suits is considerably masculine, but not a masculinity typically performed by men in crime shows.  She chooses fashion outside of the default, minimal idea of masculinity, and embodies gender performativity.  

However, Villanelle is just as likely to wear overly feminine clothing (eg. pink tulle dress, black tulle dress) in a way that is just as deliberate and theatrical.  She is fully aware of herself and how she is perceived, and is able to manipulate and enjoy it.  This is an especially enjoyable rebuttal to the ‘beautiful but doesn’t know it’ trope, which I despise.  Her self-confidence is not granted by a man: she seizes it herself. 

Eve is almost the opposite of this.  She wears very neutral, almost utilitarian clothing throughout the show, and rarely considers what she wears, except when she has to.  But this doesn't give way to the aforementioned display of female insecurity.  Both women show a performance of womanhood that is unconventional on TV.  What I think causes this is that the male gaze is rarely applied to either woman.

Will and Hannibal have somewhat of a similar visual comparison to Eve and Villanelle, simply: Hannibal is very attentive to his clothing,  Will, for most of the series, is not.  Hannibal, despite dressing in typically masculine clothing: three piece suits, does it much more deliberately and precisely than many masculine male TV characters.  Will’s clothing is perhaps a choice, less by him than the writers, to make him seem unthreatening and unaware.  This changes in the third season when Will begins to wear fitted suits, and seems to brush his hair more often.  

Some interpret this as Will mirroring Hannibal, but it could be read as Will rivalling Hannibal.  Hannibal was able to, quite literally, keep up appearances of himself as competent, sane and respectable.  He asserts himself as Will’s superior.  However, Will understands that maintaining his appearances is beneficial to him, and shows the viewers, and Hannibal, that he understands the way he works.  He is, by season three, no longer a vulnerable stray, but not a ruthless, efficient killer.

Both series display complex, well written characters: and this is their strength.  But I do wish the writers of Hannibal had developed their female characters better.  

[gimme-mor]

ACOTAR THINK PIECE: ELAIN ARCHERON, UNTOUCHABLE

*DISCLAIMER*

This will be a long post.

Please take the time to read this post in its entirety and truly reflect on the message I am trying to send before commenting. My goal is to use my background in Gender and Women’s Studies to deconstruct the comments I have seen on Tumblr and Twitter and bring awareness to the ACOTAR fandom.

The reason I am tagging “Elriel” in this post is to call attention to the arguments in the Elriel fandom that: weaponize Elain’s femalehood to shame real life people for their opinions about Elain’s character and her relationship with Lucien; victimize Elain’s character in fandom discussions; and coddle Elain’s character, which limits fandom discussions about her narrative development and prevents the ACOTAR fandom from holding Elain accountable for her actions and inactions in the same way that the fandom holds other characters accountable for their actions and inactions. It is for these reasons that I WILL NOT remove the “Elriel” tag from this post because all of the above points contribute to the toxic discourse surrounding Elain’s character.

I urge those who use these arguments to understand their implications, why they are problematic, regardless of intent, and reexamine their contributions to the ACOTAR fandom. I WILL NOT tolerate anyone who tries to twist my words and say I am attacking people and their personal shipping preferences. In fact, I AM CRITIQUING THE ARGUMENTS THEMSELVES NOT THE PEOPLE USING THE ARGUMENTS.

Also, I highly encourage the Elriel fandom to read this post because it addresses how the concept of choice as an argument enables arguments to exploit social justice and feminist languge in order to vilify Elucien shippers, among other problematic things.

Elain Archeron is one of the most polarizing characters in the ACOTAR fandom. Though opinions about Elain vary, arguments in the Elriel fandom cite society’s perception of traditional female characters in comparison to non-traditional female characters as the reason behind the hate, and this belief is used to provide an explanation as to why other characters in the series are favored over her. In the series, Elain is portrayed in a wholly positive light and this image carries over into the Elriel fandom, painting her character as a good and kind female who has been unfairly wronged and a victim of circumstances that were out of her control. When arguments in the Elriel fandom oppose other viewpoints in the fandom, they fall into one of three categories:

Category 1: Weaponize Elain’s femalehood to shame real life people for their opinions

Maybe people who hate Elain are just jealous of her in a weird way similar to when someone hates the pretty, nice, and charming girl in school just because she is too perfect

Disliking Elain is misogynistic

What happened to feminism? What happened to women supporting women? What happened to she can say no? All of that disappears the second you force Elain to be with Lucien

Elain antis are misogynistic

All Eluciens are Elain antis

Antis claiming they’re feminists when in reality they hate on Elain and Feyre but love Nesta

Elain antis are such sore losers. Y’all were that bunch of people who could not get over being rejected from hanging out with the cool kids so y’all are projecting your hatred towards pretty people now to get validation

I don’t get how Elain’s love for gardening equals boring for some people. I’m sorry your misogyny finds traditionally feminine activities boring

Why are you attacking a female? What did Elain do? Where are your feminist voices?

The fandom is misogynistic towards Elain

If people loved Elain they would ship Elriel

If you hate Elain it says a lot about your feelings toward women

If you hate Elain because she has no “development” then you must hate Azriel because otherwise you’re misogynistic

Eluciens are turned off by the idea of a woman that has the autonomy to reject a man for the simple reason that it is her choice

Eluciens are all about feminism and “it’s HER choice” until it comes down to females not wanting a male

Eluciens don’t respect Elain’s feelings when they ship her with someone that was part of her trauma and makes her feel uncomfortable

The way some Elucien shippers completely disregard how uncomfortable Elain is around Lucien is so hilariously not funny. Prioritizing being mates over Elain’s feelings is just regressive

It’s hard as a fan of Elain to see someone ship her with a person who makes her physically uncomfortable to be around. Wouldn’t you want both characters to be happy to be around each other

Imagine if SJM saw all the awful things her “stans” had to say about Elain

It’s true that we know comparatively little about her, but is she really boring or do you just not value stereotypically feminine traits?

So y’all are just gonna tell me you prefer Elucien over Elriel? Even though Lucien treats Elain as if she’s something that belongs to him? The only reason he wants to be with her is because she’s his mate, he doesn’t respect her, doesn’t treat her as his equal, even though that’s what mates should be? He doesn’t bother to look past what’s on the outside to see her for who she is. And Elain is obviously repulsed by the idea that she should belong to anyone or have no choice in who she can be with. Azriel is her friend and the only person who sees her quiet strength. He has so much faith in her, in her abilities; he’s the one who kept her company when no one else did, he’s the only one who bothered to see her for more than her brokenness. You’re going to tell me you still prefer Elucien over Elriel?

The more I see Gwynriels that ship Elucien out of their hate for Elain, the less I can understand Elain stans that ship Elucien. Pls Elain has made it very clear that she doesn’t want Lucien, why would you ship her with him? Do you hate her too? Smh

The real question would be, if you care and understand Elain why would you ship her with Lucien (where she canonically shrinks when he is near)?

People crying over Helion and Lucien’s mom not getting to be with each other and her being forced into a relationship she didn’t want, but also ship Elucien? Just say you hate Elain

When Elain’s book is out, Gwyn stans will look like clowns and I will laugh because they set her up by shipping her with Azriel just because they hate Elain. Watch them play the victims now because Elriels are clapping back the hate they’ve sent towards Elain

As romantic as wanting girl who is visibly uncomfortable around a guy who caused her trauma to end up with the said guy. Guess their standards for romance are in hell

Category 2: Victimize Elain’s character

Gwynriels only want Gwyn with Azriel because they despise Elain

Gwyn stans and Gwynriels are Elain antis

No one in the books dislike Elain, so why are there so many people who do?

Elain hasn’t done anything wrong or questionable to warrant the hate she gets

Not having Elain’s POV makes it easy for people to be swayed a certain way about her character if you already don’t relate to her in some way

It’s been years since this series came out and we haven’t gotten a lick of an Elain POV, but people still hate her for what? We don’t know her thoughts, dreams, or aspirations

We haven’t even had Elain’s perspective yet and people are passing these judgments off on her

Elain antis who say she’s boring are just cruel when she has obvious symptoms of PTSD like Feyre and Nesta

Gwyn is one of the most overhyped characters and that’s only because most people hate Elain and they couldn’t wait to find a random girl to ship Azriel with

Nesta was abusive to her sisters but Elain (who has only ever been kind) is painted as the villain

From the text we know that Elain is the epitome of feminine stereotypes (gentle, gardening, baking, non confrontational for the most part). Yet people still call her boring or deny that she has any interesting character traits?

You can’t love Nesta and hate Elain

People hate Elain because of internalized misogyny and lack of taste. All the girl does is tend to her garden and mind her business and they treat her worse than Tamlin

Does Gwyn deserve all this support? Of course yes! She is amazing! But where’s that support when Elain was in the same situation as she? Where’s that support for her right now? Why do they idolize Gwyn for her interactions with Azriel and hate Elain for having any interaction with him?

It’s not even a ship war anymore, they just hate Elain

People hate Elain for no reason

Some of y’all don’t like feminine traits and it shows

We know less about Eris and Helion but people don’t call them boring. Why would rejecting femininity make Elain more interesting?

Elain has had a lot forced upon her

The main reason I believe most people love Gwyn so much is to get Azriel away from Elain. It’s not a secret that Elain has been a widely hated character for years so suddenly we get a new female who has a minimal amount of interactions with Azriel and BOOM. New ship that once again doesn’t make sense (just like Azriel x Emerie after ACOFAS)

Elain hasn’t done something so terrible for her to get this hate. At this point some of you are just being misogynistic and you don’t want to accept it. Don’t call yourselves feminists and then say bs like this, it’s embarrassing. She’s pretty and everyone agreed to hate on her

Just a personal feeling, but I feel like a lot of the Elain hate stems from internalized misogyny. That to be a strong female lead, you need to pick up a sword and fight. That to be strong, you need to adapt traditionally masculine traits

Elain is feminine. She is beautiful. She loves to bake and garden. She is docile, quiet, observant, and a people-pleaser. All traditionally feminine traits. Yet for some reason, she’s like the worst in these people’s eyes?

I think also maybe a lot of people can’t relate to her femininity? That her being so beautiful and quiet doesn’t allow for the people who dislike her not to self-insert? Most of the hate stems from people not wanting Elain to be with Azriel. It’s mean, but maybe the people who hate Elain literally just can’t self-insert if they have a story and that’s why they’re vehemently against it?

Poor Elain. The Cauldron dealt her a bad deal. Upon emerging as Fae, she is immediately declared by Lucien as his mate, never mind that she was already engaged to a prick. Her love life is not good

It blows my mind how they really think that they can compare all the shit that Elain gets with some dumb jokes about Gwyn on Twitter (and yes, the “hate” towards her started mostly because Elriels are clapping back, it was bound to happen)

I would think of it as anti-feminist with Elain and Lucien because she has consistently stated that she does not want him so if she was forced to embrace the bond that would be taking away her right to have a choice but with Az she feels comfortable around so if they were mates then Elain would be happy and feel safe which again should be the priority for women to feel safe in their relationships with anything and to not be forced into any type of situation aka the mating bond in this

Category 3: Coddle Elain’s character

Elain has value the way she is, in all her domestic girly glory. Not every character has to be badass

We don’t speak of Elain’s flaws frequently because everyone else already speaks badly of her, mainly in an unfair way

There is definitely something deeper going on with Elain but by no means will she ever be evil or any less feminine. That goes against everything we already know about her

It’s ok to critique Elain because she needs growth but y’all keep forgetting the shit her and her sisters went through

The last “bad” thing Elain did in ACOTAR was not help Feyre when they were impoverished and I’m tired of people acting like she’s a terrible character when it was their father’s responsibility. It happened 4 books ago and Feyre has forgiven both Nesta and Elain

Elain’s character and the evil Elain theory are a great example of the trend where people only consider female characters interesting if they reject femininity

We don’t know enough to hate Elain

Many people want Elain to turn evil (which in my opinion seems to come from a place of internalized misogyny)

However we don’t tend to talk about her faults, at least not publicly, as that has been, and still is, done to death, and I--personally, at least--find it much more fun to theorise about potentially interesting aspects of the overall plot, than dwell on negatives

And ultimately, I would be shocked if Elain has a more karmically-charged story than Nesta, considering that Elain’s “wrongs” are so much less severe and bad than Nesta’s, and Elain has already apologized for them (or paid the price in other ways, like through what Graysen did)

I guess I also think Elain has suffered and been punished enough. I hope her story is about finding hope in terrible situations, and learning to love her new life, and choosing her own path after everything that has been done to her. I don’t think she needs to be punished anymore or face any additional trauma

Also, why is she being judged on her decisions as a human at all? Fae are monsters to humans! They enslaved them for thousands of years, and the Wall was erected to keep them out

Like I’m sorry, but think Elain would want to leave her ONLY FAMILY AND FRIENDS for the Spring Court where she has no one because--oh look, lots of flowers!--is the craziest thing I have ever heard

Her sisters are in the Night Court. Her nephew is in the Night Court. Her closest friends (Nuala and Cerridwen) are in the Night Court. Her love interest is in the Night Court. Her extended family is in the Night Court. Her home is in the Night Court

SJM isn’t going to keep two sisters together and split up the third. Especially not keep Feyre and Nesta together and separate Elain. They were either all going to end up in separate places, or together. Not 2 here and 1 there

Compared to the other female characters in the series, Elain is the only character whose femalehood is at the center of conversations; this is because arguments in the Elriel fandom fixate on it when discussing her character. While Elain, Feyre, Nesta, and Mor are all representations of white womanhood and white beauty, Elain epitomizes the most fragile version of white womanhood. It’s easy to blame society’s perception of traditional female characters in comparison to non-traditional female characters when it comes to the discourse surrounding Elain’s character because it: falls in line with the fixation on Elain’s femalehood to silence opposing viewpoints; is a simplistic explanation that fails to tackle the underlying issues with Elain as a character, the same issues that are downplayed in-universe; absolves Elain of her wrongdoings; prevents the ACOTAR fandom from holding Elain accountable for her actions and inactions within the series; and diminishes the impact Elain’s actions and inactions have on those around her. It’s not that Elain is hated in the fandom because she’s a traditional female character; it’s the fact that arguments in the Elriel fandom deflect a critical analysis of Elain’s character because she’s a traditional female character who embodies the ideal white woman in need of protection. White fans and white-aligned fans of color, especially white women, have a tendency to vehemently defend, gatekeep, and coddle white female characters in fandom; this makes it difficult for other fans to engage in critical discussions about these white female characters because they’re viewed as flawless and all around perfect characters despite evidence to the contrary. Since Elain is viewed positively by the other characters in the series, it has rendered her character untouchable to any perceived slight or criticism in fandom discussions because those negative opinions challenge what has been said about her character thus far. And as a result, her character has been placed on a pedestal and implicitly hailed as the epitome of white womanhood; and when she’s criticized, it’s seen as a direct attack against white womanhood. Arguments in the Elriel fandom: exploit feminist language and perpetuate white feminist tactics under the guise of defending Elain’s character; center Elain in conversations about female oppression in the ACOTAR world and uphold white feminist ideologies in their critique of ACOTAR’s patriarchal society; and use the fragile white woman narrative to victimize Elain in Lucien’s presence, playing into racial biases that are associated with white supremacy’s defense of white womanhood.

Feminism is a social movement that seeks to promote equality and equity to all genders, and feminists work toward eradicating gender disparities on a macro-level, in addition to challenging gender biases on a micro-level. As feminism became more mainstream, a flat and oversimplified version of feminism emerged: mainstream feminism. The mainstream feminist movement is meant to represent all women, but rarely does it center conversations around issues that concern most women. The problem with mainstream feminism is that it’s just a popularized version of white feminism. White feminism has relied extensively on an individualized understanding of women’s oppression, exclusively from the lens of privileged white women. White feminism only focuses on the oppression experienced by white, able-bodied, affluent, educated, cishet women; and it views gender as the key mode of privileged white women’s oppression, isolated from the privileges granted by their other social identities. White women can be and are oppressed under the patriarchy but only because they are women; their identity as women does not exempt them from the privileges granted by their whiteness. The term white feminist does not mean any feminist who is white, but refers to feminists who prioritize the concerns of privileged white women as though they are representative of all women. However, the term is not exclusive to white people. Because white feminism is so pervasive, people of other racial and ethnic backgrounds often buy into white feminism, believing that if they work hard enough, they may be able to reap its rewards.

Just like white feminism, mainstream feminism only recognizes the identity of being a woman, assumes that all women share common experiences of gender oppression, fails to address other social identities in relation to overlapping systems of oppression, and disregards privilege in relation to various social identities. Just like white feminism, mainstream feminism is palatable because it doesn’t seek to challenge the systems in place, instead its goal is to succeed within them. Essentially, mainstream feminism and white feminism are extensions of performative feminism. Performative feminism is a type of performative activism that’s used to describe feminist views that are surface level and solely for the benefit of one type of person. It’s a pretense which often has nothing to do with genuine activism. Arguments in the Elriel fandom normalize and promote performative feminism because the topic of feminism is only referenced when discussing Elain. This indicates that these arguments are engaging in disingenuous discourse to push a personal agenda within the ACOTAR fandom, and it becomes more apparent when they use white feminist tactics to shut down opposing viewpoints:

White feminists weaponize and exploit feminist language to silence the opinions of other women, especially when they’re called out for their problematic behaviors

White feminists use the phrase “Women supporting women” to defend other white feminists who exhibit problematic behaviors instead of holding them accountable 

White feminists weaponize phrases like “Women supporting women” and “You just hate women” to attack other women who disagree with them on any given topic

White feminists use phrases like “All women face challenges” and “Stop pitting women against each other” to sidestep conversations about privilege

White feminists divert conversations away from privilege and towards the Trauma Olympics to equate their struggles to the oppression of marginalized people 

White feminists skirt around the realities of other forms of oppression and discrimination, downplaying the experiences of marginalized people

White feminists diminish or ignore the ways in which gender oppression affects other marginalized people

White feminists paint those they harmed as aggressive, mean, or divisive when confronted with the ways they have harmed a marginalized group

White feminists deflect criticism by focusing on the anger or emotions being expressed rather than the issue that is being discussed, invalidating the concerns of marginalized people

White feminists speak over marginalized voices in an attempt to sound “woke”

White feminists get defensive and insist there’s no way they could be a part of the problem because of what they’ve done to help marginalized groups already 

White feminists say they don’t see color in an attempt to obscure racial issues that need to be addressed

White feminists center and victimize themselves in conversations about racism, which derails necessary conversations from taking place

White feminists who are white weaponize the intersectionality of their race and gender to avoid accountability

Feminism is not meant to be approached from an individualistic perspective nor is it only about addressing the experiences of privileged white women, it involves addressing the intersections of race, class, gender, sexuality, (dis)ability, and other social identities as well; and it involves addressing how these social identities relate to privilege. Moreover, feminism is not about women upholding complete loyalty to other women because of a shared gender identity, and to claim that it does implies that women should be held to different emotional standards than men. If men are able to dislike and criticize other individual men, real or fictional, without their characters being compromised, why aren’t women granted that same privilege?

It’s clear that SJM set up the ACOTAR world to mirror a patriarchal society, and that the imbalance of power between males and females stems from sexism. Arguments in the Elriel fandom analyze the ACOTAR world through a feminist lens to show how ACOTAR’s patriarchal society, to which the mating bond is innately tied, contributes to female oppression and limits their agency. When choice and free will are emphasized as part of Elain’s arc, they imply that Elain, through the mating bond, experiences female oppression under ACOTAR’s patriarchal society because of her identity as a female with that identity being the focal point of her oppression in the world. Elain is one of the most privileged characters in the ACOTAR world: she’s High Fae; she’s the sister of the High Lord and High Lady of the Night Court, which gives her access to wealth and political influence because of that connection; she’s able-bodied; she was magically blessed by the Cauldron; and she lives in Velaris, a place that grants females autonomy and power because of the beliefs of Rhysand and Feyre. Arguments in the Elriel fandom trivialize female oppression in the ACOTAR world because they disregard the fact that Elain’s privileges prevent her from experiencing female oppression in the same way that other marginalized females in the world do. The mating bond being one such example because those around Elain are not forcing the bond on her, instead they’re allowing Elain to reach a decision about the bond for herself; a privilege that other marginalized females in the world probably wouldn’t have. Just because Elain has endured hardships in her life and is a female in a patriarchal society, they do not erase the privileges she holds within the ACOTAR world. The failure to include Elain’s privileges in discussions about Elain being a female in a patriarchal society feeds into white feminist ideologies because white feminism operates from a very narrow perspective; it doesn’t take other intersecting identities into account when it examines gender oppression, leaving no room for discussions about privilege (or lack thereof) in relation to those intersecting identities. When discussing oppression in hierarchical societies, it’s imperative that privilege is also included in the conversation because privilege and oppression are not mutually exclusive; they equally affect the ways in which people navigate those societies through their social identities.

Rather than attributing Elain’s uncomfortability to her new life as a Fae female or the mating bond itself and her trauma to the Cauldron, the King of Hybern, or Ianthe, they’re placed on Lucien to cast his character in a negative light. Moreover, fandom discussions portray Lucien as a possessive character to further emphasize Elain’s discomfort despite the inaccuracy of this characterization in canon. Arguments in the Elriel fandom play into racial biases when it comes to Lucien (a male character of color) because they mischaracterize his character in order to victimize Elain (a white female character), placing her character in the role of the white damsel in distress. In Western society, the concept of womanhood has been conceptualized from a Eurocentric perspective with femininity and feminine attributes favoring white women. It’s the idea that a certain type of femininity is only inherent to white women as they are seen as the embodiment of an ideal womanhood. White womanhood has been a symbol of innocence and purity, and white women have been viewed as fragile beings in need of protection. The reason white womanhood functions within white supremacy is because it’s the same idea that has motivated white men to kill and beat black and brown men. The so-called protection of white women has been used as a justification for the horrific violence committed by white men because black and brown men were stereotyped as aggressive and seen as a threat to the virtue of white women. The white damsel in distress trope considered white women as worthy of protection because of their perceived innocence and purity; women of color were not granted that same treatment because they did not fit into the ideal image of womanhood. Over the years, this trope became a means for white women to exercise limited power in a patriarchal society with white women weaponizing their status as the damsel much to the detriment of black and brown men. It’s through the white damsel in distress trope that white supremacy sustains its dominance in Western society. The misrepresentation of characters of color in fandom, the dismissal of their importance to the overall story, and using them as tools in arguments centered around white characters are the foundation of fandom racism; they’re examples of how racism moves silently in fandom spaces. Instead of examining their behavior and taking constructive criticism from fans of color, white fans will often double down on their bigotry and center their uncomfortability in the conversation when confronted with their complicity in fandom racism. White fans expect fans of color to swallow fandom racism in its many forms in order to not ruin the experience of fandom, dismissing the fact that racism is prevalent in nearly every aspect of society. This mentality ensures that no one is held accountable for the harm they caused and alienates fans of color in fandom spaces.

To reiterate what I mentioned in my first think piece: terms like “oppression”, “the right to choose”, “feminist”, “feminism”, “anti-feminist”, “anti-feminism”, “internalized misogyny”, “misogyny”, “misogynist”, “sexist”, “sexism”, “racist”, “racism”, “classist”, “classism”, “discrimination”, and “patriarchy” are all used in specific ways to draw attention to the plight of marginalized people and challenge those who deny the existence of systems of oppression. Yet these words and their meanings can be twisted to attack, exclude, and invalidate people with differing opinions on any given topic. When social justice and feminist terms are thrown around antagonistically and carelessly to push a personal agenda, it becomes clear that these terms are being used to engage in disingenuous discourse and pursue personal validation rather than being used out of any deep-seated conviction to dismantle systemic oppression. Being an ally, activist, or feminist is not an identity, it’s a practice. It requires: ongoing self-reflection; holding ourselves accountable; listening to marginalized people; educating ourselves; dismantling implicit biases; challenging those around us who are exhibiting problematic behaviors; and action behind our words.

It’s important to be aware of the language that is used within the fandom when defending or critiquing characters and ships. It’s also important to question how an argument is framed and why it’s framed the way that it is to critically examine the intent behind that argument: is it used as a tool to push a personal agenda that reinforces problematic behaviors, or is it used as an opportunity to share, learn, enlighten, and educate?

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Tagging: @spell-cleavers @bookofmirth @m0bulidae @ilya-boltagon

[not-all-dead]

Hi hi hi can u pls do Powder for the character headcanon game :))

YES YES I CAN THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT I WANTED YES ABSOLUTELY YES

(the ask game)

1: sexuality headcanon

i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again: aroace powder <333

2: otp

none. i like. i’ve never liked a character this much that i didn’t ship with anyone but i just. don’t. i cant see her with anyone. which isn’t in a bad way but like. yeah

3: brotp

POWDER AND SEVIKA WOULD BE SUCH A GOOD BRO TEAMMMM i honestly want sevika to take powder in as like a younger sister/bestie vibe relationship in season 2 so badly they just- they’d cause all sorts of chaos together it would be amazing

4: notp

silco and powder is just. no. he is her father. please stop.

5: first headcanon that pops into my head

i (as an autistic person) headcanon her to be autistic, and also non binary, and also. a cat person.

6: one way in which i relate to this character

one way??? ONE way????? i’m sorry but i- i project so so so much it’s like. probably a little concerning but we’re ignoring that. i just. all three of the previous headcanons are projecting. i have mild to moderate flashbacks and (sorta?) hallucination ish things. i have parental issues. i have abandonment issues. she just. everything.

7: cinnamon roll or problematic fav?

see i’m inclined to say cinnamon roll because that’s how i see her and also like she is a babie but also if we look at some of the stuff she did in the show uh,,,,, i think problematic fav may be somewhat more accurate

[dramioneasks]

Hey! I’ve read & loved so many fics I’ve found on your blog! I haven’t asked before, so if I do it wrong please just ignore this.

This is vague, but I’m looking for a new fic suggestion. Anything is helpful—I feel I’ve looked through everything. I like slow burn, angsty, raw emotions, PTSD & hurt/comfort. Ideally after war. Supernat. creatures are sometimes fun too. No prior rom relationships between D&H tho pls. Do you have have a suggestion? No rating in mind. Wild cards are great too! Thx again for the work & dedication you bring to the community!

Here are some darker, angsty-er fics:

I Will Not, Cannot Go by odairrieres - M, 41 chapters, Words: 364,252 - After running away from the shadows of the war and finding a new life and fiancé in muggle London, Hermione is faced with a ghost from her past who refuses to let her go on living a lie.

Blood Traitor by Zalia - M, 92 chapters - Draco Malfoy has been living a lie to protect the girl he loves. He has inherited the Veela gene and on his next birthday he will become the first male Veela for three hundred years. Canon, (except the epilogue of HPDH).

Static by galfoy - M, 21 chapters - The Order rescued Draco and Lucius Malfoy after Lord Voldemort turned on them. All the safe houses are full, and Hermione Granger is the only one who can take them in. Will she agree after having suffered a drastic nervous breakdown?

Untold Stories - storyofeden - M, 11 chapters - Witches and wizards set upon repairing Hogwarts after the war. In a step towards rehabilitation, they try to eliminate some of the more…problematic rooms of the castle. Hogwarts, however, fought back. Much like ghosts, the castle will not move on if there is still unfinished business. Tired of her job at the Ministry, Hermione Granger returns to Hogwarts when Madam Pince retires. Little does she know that she may be embarking on her own journey of rehabilitation.

Bittersweet and Strange - UndiscoveredQueen19 - T, 15 chapters - “Look at me, Granger,” Draco said quietly, dangerously. “Tell me what you see.” So Hermione looked. The scars that crisscrossed his face were jagged and deep. They had probably taken years to fully turn white. Standing mere inches away from him, Hermione noticed for the first time that his right eye was clouded with a white scar as well; probably an effect from the scar that slashed through his eyebrow and across his cheek. The skin that wasn’t marred by the scar tissue was pale and clammy, and his eyes were shadowed with grief and pain. It was true; he really did resemble a monster. But Hermione could see desperation in his eyes, hurt and loneliness lining his face, and it was those emotions that made him very much human. “I see a man who was cursed to wear the face of a monster,” she said, “but who still has the heart of a man. I don’t know what you did to make Voldemort mark you so, but I certainly hope it was worth it.” *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Trapped to share the same cursed fate in a world ruled by Voldemort, Draco and Hermione find that their differences are what make them similar and that their flaws are what make them whole. Dramione AU with a Beauty and the Beast twist.

Dragon in the Dark - GracefulLioness - E, 31 chapters - The battle is won, Voldemort is dead, but the war is far from over. In the new Death Eater regime, Draco Malfoy does what he must to survive and keep his mother safe. Now a highly trained assassin, Draco has learned to think of his targets as inhuman beings, but when he is tasked with killing someone from his past, he can no longer hide from the horrors of the world around him.

Encyclopedia of Solace by littleornaments - E, 10 chapters - She felt fabric sag over her ears, stinking of decades worth of anxious sweat. She never thought it would be placed on her head a second time, much less that she’d stride towards the Ravenclaw table afterwards. The war had gutted the library, and though many books survived, countless tomes still needed repair. If anyone could have fun in a library, it was Hermione Granger, and it certainly didn’t involve Malfoy’s feline nose hanging about every night. DM/HG. Post-war.

Find A Way To Live On by LitheLies (Vlora) - M, 48 chapters, Words: 195,298  - Hermione has every reason to move on from her time at Hogwarts, to accept an honourary N.E.W.T. score and any job she so desired. It isn’t like she needs the grades, not with her accolades and her status as a war hero. But perhaps there’s more to her eighth year at Hogwarts than the sense of accomplishment. What if she’s not ready? What if she was simply afraid to let that part of her life go? What if The Brightest Witch of Her Age is simply burning for nothing, bright for the sake of brightness, clever for the sake of cleverness. Everything is too easy and too difficult, all at once, and she just wants – well, what does she want? It’s been years since she’s allowed herself such a thought. (AU Eighth year, Dramione.)

- Lisa

[shelobussy]

I know you talk abou st*cky in the interracial ships stuff, but can we talk about st*ny? Iron husbands is literally right there, but I also always sees Rhodey as Tonys moral support only. And ik Tony is very shippable with most characters, but the fact his ship is Rhodey is one of the lowest ships in ao3 (ironstrange, winteriron and god forbid stark*r all had more fics in ao3).. It's pretty telling this side also has racism problems...

I'll go ahead and answer this here, but letting y'all know that I do have a marvel sideblog if you want to hit me up there (@themarvelarchives).

Hey, I'm going to ramble for a good minute.

So after I posted my very incoherent, controversial take on St*cky vs SamBucky, there were a ton of ppl who came onto anon saying that St*cky shippers were racist. I think I only answered a few, but y'all were pretty insistent on it. I personally have not observed that St*cky shippers are so I'm not calling anyone out on that side of the fandom for that.

I also did not call out anyone on this side of the fandom bc that's not what my meta was about. I think I mentioned maybe once or twice in the whole post that there was underlying racist in the fandom, but since you asked, we can talk about it here.

Covert Bigotry In Fandom Spaces.

To understand what's going on in the MCU, we have to first look at what I call "woke-queer" fandom.

So "Woke-Queer" Spaces is the phenomenon where certain fandom members like to call ppl out on their bigotry, while covertly harboring their own queerphobia/racism/etc. An example of this that we're all familiar with is TERFS and how they like to claim that they are progressive and woke, while also claiming that trans women are fake and trans men are sexist.

How this translates to fandom, however, is the hypocrisy that is cancellation and callout culture.

For example, Supernatural in particular is a fandom that likes to call out the writers on their homophobia and racism, and yet, somehow, the fandom is chalk full of homophobia and racism. If you want to read more about this, here is a truly excellent article from the perspective of a queer woman of color.

Moving on, I've also talked in a previous meta post, on the internalized acephobia that exploded in 2019 after Good Omens was released. Rather than reiterate everything I said in that post, I'll just leave it at this: the controversy in the Good Omens fandom can be summed up by the fact that queer audiences are claiming that Ineffable Husbands is the wrong kind of queer. The hypocrisy oozes off the screen, doesn't it?

A final way this viably translates to fandom, is in how the Doctor Who fandom evolved over time.

So Steven Moffat takes over as head writer and showrunner in 2010. It's a new series, a new Doctor, a new Tardis, and new branding. He steps up the action, changes the color grating, and raises the stakes. Women are sexier, the Doctor is smarter (and more of an asshole, but that's another meta post), and every companion comes with their own impossible mystery that makes them Special™.

Series 5-10 got tons of woke points for having lesbian characters, an episode where the Doctor is homoerotic with James Corden, and an underlying trans narrative with the Master's reincarnation. What a lot of people forget, however, is that his series was incredibly sexiest, incredibly lesbian/biphobic, and basically turned the Doctor into everyone's fantasy sex-object.

This, unfortunately, brought out the worst of the fandom. There was RTD Era vs Moffat Era wars exploding in certain corners, TenxRose shippers vs ElevenxRiver shippers.

What does this have to do with covert racism in fandom cultures though?

Hnnngng ok, so back in RTD era's we get Martha Jones, the Actual Best Companion On The Entire Show. Except for the fact, of course, that she is written to be in love with the doctor. She's a brilliant character--smart, sassy, flawed, funny, flirtatious--and her entire plotline is reduced down to a school-girl crush on a white man.

She doesn't do well with fans, they scrap her after one season.

We move on to Donna Noble (The Other Actual Best Companion On The Entire Show) and RTD's era ends with them scraping her too and regenerating David Tennant's Doctor.

It will be five more series (not seasons, SERIES) until Doctor Who will have another black companion--who gets extra points for being gay--only to fall victim to "bury your gays" at the end of the season (but not really bc no one stays dead on Doctor Who).

The fandom's reception of Martha Jones was historically bad. The comparisons to her predecessor, Rose Tyler, were rampant and everyone was finding a reason to hate her.

The fandom's reception to Bill Potts was also historically bad, as everyone was screaming that she was being written for more "woke points" and that they wanted Clara back.

Fandom has a historically bad reputation of being problematic and, I would argue, the majority of it has to do with these toxic undertones of bigotry that slip under the radar. "Woke-queer" spaces, as I call them, are these instances above where spaces that claim to be inclusive of gender/orientation/race are covertly bigoted.

Marvel and Cancelling

Now is an excellent time to talk about the MCU.

Anthony Mackie (Sam Wilson) has recently come under a lot of criticism from fandom members for shutting down shipper speculation.

"The idea of two guys being friends and loving each other in 2021 is a problem because of the exploitation of homosexuality. [...] something as pure and beautiful as homosexuality has been exploited by people who are trying to rationalize themselves."

I can't find the rest of the quote, but Mackie goes on further to say that it was important to him to portray "a sensitive, masculine figure" without insinuating that there was romance involved.

Woke culture lost it's shit. Everyone was suddenly claiming that Mackie was calling them exploitative for shipping a gay ship as a queer audience, which could not have been further from the case.

Mackie actually makes some very excellent points in that sensitivity is not gay/queer. Woke culture loves to rag on Toxic Masculinity, but the minute someone plays a character who is loving and sensitive with no queer narrative in mind, they are immediately canceled.

What Am I On About

Okay, let's actually address what your ask was about, Nonnie. You pointed out--rather truthfully--that it is unfair to call-out racism on one side of the fandom, while ignoring it on the other side.

Well, I've gone back through my St*cky vs. SamBucky analysis (which is incoherent at best, I apologize for that) and I see maybe once instance where I called out fandom members for being racist. Here's what I had to say about racism:

"[...] Iron Husbands is a rarepair, probably because it’s an interracial ship."

"[there is] nothing wrong with shipping two white men, but it does become a problem when you ignore/bash POC/interracial ships to the determinant of your own white ship."

And then there was the post you brought up where I addressed interracial ships in the fandom. That one is probably more relevant to this topic, to be honest, as I actually addressed fandom racism there. I assume that your reason for bringing up Stony is because it's a ship that is more relevant to my side of the fandom, HOWEVER, the reason I highlighted Stucky instead was because I was comparing the fact that they've both been around the same amount of time and are relationships that feature the protagonist and their best friend.

You brought up St*ny in the ask, however, so I'm going to talk about St*ny for a minute.

As someone who never has nor will ship St*ny, it never even occurred to me that some of the problem behind the Iron Husbands tag being so small is because everyone ships the white, boring ship. You brought up a very valid point, but because I was never in that part of the fandom, I can't really speak to any possible underlying racism there, besides what I've already said above.

I would be interested in hearing a St*ony shipper or ex-St*ony shippers thought on this, but sadly I don't know any. If you have any more thoughts regarding this, Nonnie, pls drop back into my inbox.

You do make some excellent points in this ask though, and I would like to talk about racism on my side of the fandom.

So back to Mackie and his Twitter cancellation. Notice that Disney made him address the rumors and not his co-star, Sebastian Stan. Anthony Mackie is put on blast and made to answer fan demands and receives backlash, while Sebastian Stan gets to fly under the rader. This is not, by the way, a criticism of Stan, but instead of the blatant racism Disney has been displaying over the past few years.

How this ties in with the rest of my post has to do with my "woke-queer" spaces bit. The outcry across the MCU fandom over Mackie was swift and unforgiving. He was cancelled on charges of homophobia and bigotry--all the while these same fans turn a blind eye to any queer interpretation of other interracial ships and discourse in their own fandom.

The racism that I'm speaking about, of course, is an almost passive racism. Of course if you don't ship a specific ship for reasons other than their race, it's perfectly fine. It's okay not to ship Iron Husbands or SamBucky or any other interracial fandom ships. However, the distinct lack of shippers in the fandom IS telling because there are people who would ship that exact ship if not for the fact that one of men is black.

I don't have much more to say about this except to thank you for bringing it up and for listening to my long rambling post.

(Feel free to bug me about Tony Stark, MCU ships, MCU Meta and anything you want to talk me about on this blog and @themarvelarchives.)

[mindfairies]

“Fate: The Winx Saga” Masterlist

Last Updated: 2/2/22

Total Works: 23

I decided to put together a masterlist of all my F:TWS works! All of these works are posted ONLY on ao3. My requests for this fandom are closed. Hope you enjoy!

Farah Dowling/Saul Silva (Silrah)

“I’ll Be There to Catch You”  

An add-on to the scene at the beginning of episode 2. They hadn't expected the Burned One to attack, but Farah and Saul would always be there to catch one another. [1.1k]

“This Frustrating Need (To Protect You)”  

An add-on to the end of episode 1. Farah and Saul had been through hell and back together, and neither of them were afraid to take risks. That became problematic when a certain Specialist found out that Farah had gone to fight a Burned One all on her own. [2.0k]

“Hold Me Back”

A look at Rosalind's evolving training methods, and a test the Light Battalion almost did not pass. [6.5k]

“The Beat of My Heart”

a Tumbr request: "Could you make one where Saul and Farah are chaperoning at a school dance or something and they dance together in it?" [2.0k]

“What A Lovely Day”

Tired of seeing the two soulmates dance around each other, the Harvey family decides to give them a little push on Valentine’s Day. It ends up going better than they expected. For the Harveys, at least. [3.0k]

“The Sweetest Devotion”

a Tumblr request: "Can you pls write about [Silrah] having a kid (like toddler maybe)?"  [1.4k]

“All the Different Ways”

a series of short drabbles inspired by Tumblr prompts of how to say “i love you.”  [??k]

“if i could dance with you again”

a songfic to Taylor Swift’s “Dancing With Our Hands Tied.”  [1.2k]

“I Can’t Wait”

Pregnancy is rough, and Farah can’t sleep. Saul resolves to have a little talk with her baby bump and remind their girl just how much they love her.  [1.4k]

“Wish I Could”

“She knew what he felt like; everything was warm, familiar, safe, comfortable. It was a trusting, fulfilled, feeling that connected them. She would find it and everything would be fine. He would be fine. The bond was silent. She felt nothing.”  [3.2k]

“i don’t wanna miss you”

a songfic to Taylor Swift’s “End Game.”  [1.2k]

“Happiest of Days”

It had been so long since any of them had celebrated properly (and a quiet voice in the back of her mind reminded her they had little reason to celebrate lately), but today was going to be special. Her Specialist deserved only the best.  [2.4k]

"i have been waiting for”

a songfic to Taylor Swift’s “King of My Heart”  [970]

“Right Where You Left Me”

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Gilded in Silver

My self-acclaimed magnum opus. A masterlist to the series (or specific chapters, if that’s what you’re looking for) can be found here!

includes: Farah Dowling/Saul Silva, Farah Dowling & Rosalind, Farah Dowling & Saul Silva & Ben Harvey & Andreas, and a look into the world of the Fate adults

[earthgirlmd]

So I’m watching Cinderella and the Four Knights on Netflix and I’m slightly obsessed.

Thoughts in no particular order, up through episode 5:

(I don’t think I am getting the read more break to work, pls let me know if you have suggestions for mobile)

:readmore:

- Ha-won’s family is terrible??

I mean, yeah, it’s a Cinderella variant, of course the step-mom and sister(s) are terrible.

But once I figured out her dad was alive, I was like... where the fuck is this guy. What is his deal

Oh ok, he’s a truck driver. But still??

But then oh fuck was he nasty to her when he finally showed up

I think the scene with him in the truck looking for tips on a missing person might mean he’s Up To Something, and either the whole thing was an elaborate ruse to get Ha-won out of that house for her own well-being (but onto??? The street? Listen I didn’t say it was a smart plan) or he’s still a dick, just one with extra secrets.

There’s also an outside chance the Chairman did it to manipulate Ha-won into taking the job (Jesus fuck what is this paragraph spacing, Tumblr)

- speaking of manipulation:

The Chairman has some fucking amends to make, like what the hell. Why are we focusing on getting the guys to eat together and go to memorials when he’s out here playing games with their lives

Like did he ever apologize to Ji-woon for letting him languish in an orphanage all these years? Or at least?? Explain??

(There is an outside chance that Ji-woon’s not related at all and Grandpa just wanted an extra potential heir to ~spice things up~)

Telling Ji-woon he had to drop his friends/found family or else he wouldn’t be a suitable heir, Ji-woon saying “cool, I didn’t want this job anyway” and then the chairman saying “wait but you can’t quit, I will destroy every relationship you ever had so you come crawling back to me” THIS IS SOME BAD SHIT

Ha-won you are barking up the wrong tree girl, get this kid to therapy. And maybe yell at the chairman, idk

- which leads me to Lee Yoon-sung, aka The Only Normal Person Around Here (except the housekeeper, the housekeeper is dope) aka the Fourth Knight

I live for how awkward he looks in all these bizarre situations. The birthday party scene? I died

The looks he gives Ha-won while he tries to wrangle the grandkids are extremely “do you see what I have to put up with??”

One of only a handful of people who actually fucking talks to Ha-won and doesn’t seem to be playing games with her

One of like two people to actually notice Ha-won’s needs and care for them, so basically I love him now

Except he has also been the one carrying out all the chairman’s fuckery against Ji-woon so... #problematic

I think there’s a decent chance that he sees the way of goodness and light and calls the Chairman out at some point

Buuuut he also shared an awkward interaction with the Chairman’s Fifth Wife (Who Is Up to Something) so there’s an outside chance he’s plotting with her

- and then you have Hyeon-min

What the fuck even is this guy’s problem

At first I was like “get Ha-won out of her awful family’s house, let her go have Fruits Basket-style shenanigans with these rich dudes in their nice house” but by the end of the third episode I was like “nevermind, get Ha-won to a house where no one is playing fucking games with her”

I don’t understand why he insists on pretending she is his fiancé?? I understand even less why she is going along with it

I deeply dislike the way he is always pushing her boundaries

And don’t even get me started on how he treats Hye-ji

Like what even is your deal? I know your mom is terrible and your dad is distant and you were shipped off to boarding school where you apparently had no friends but that is not an excuse, young man

(Hye-ji, girl, you’re very cute, I promise you can do better, the way you’re hanging on is not healthy)

- I already kind of got into Ji-woon so I will just say I don’t like how mean he is Ha-won, he’s pretty much accused her of being a gold digger like five times now, and he tries to intimidate her with his physicality way too much for my taste.

He also seems extremely willing to use her in whatever weird pissing match he has going with Hyeon-min over Hye-ji

Just admit it, dude, you are very in love with Hye-ji but she is stuck in her childhood crush, maybe take some me time

- and then you have sweet, dim Seo-woo

Of the grandkids, the most well-adjusted, despite being a k-pop sensation

Actually talks to Ha-won, knows what’s up with her family, tried to throw her a birthday party

The only one of the three boys to not be completely useless when all of Ha-won’s possessions fell in the pond, although he did ask her why she didn’t just buy new stuff

Doesn’t try to force Ha-won into romantically-charged situations and therefore is my favorite

- finally, Ha-won herself

Girl, I would die for you, but also I extremely question your methods

These boys need lots of therapy and a reckoning with their shitting family members, and also possibly your genuine friendship, not getting brow beaten into Family Bonding

You should probably also consider therapy (once you have the funds to do so)

This job feels very morally suspect but hell if I were 20 and had literally no support network and had just been kicked out by my shitty family I would probably do it too

Everyone keeps trying so hard to Pretty Woman her and she keeps resisting, girlfriend loves her matching sweatsuits

Knows some kind of judo and isn’t afraid to use it on a sassmouth playing games with her, which I respect

Since her biological father is this big mystery, there is an outside chance she’s a long-lost cousin and will end up being the heir or something (good thing there’s a no dating rule)(it would be kind of rad for Cinderella to inherit the kingdom instead of marrying the prince)

- bonus section: in which I reveal my ignorance as an American

I genuinely can’t tell if all the restaurant scenes all take place in the same restaurant or if there are a lot of restaurants that have the same “high end cafeteria in a modern art museum” aesthetic in South Korea

TIL that high school seniors are 20 instead of 18 (btw, should she be in school?? Or is this all taking place in a gap between the end of school and graduation?)

TIL that urns can be displayed with photos and flowers - I’ve always seen mausoleums that just have plaques and little drawers where presumably the ashes go, and even that’s much more rare than an inhumation cemetery here.

I’m sure there will be more to come.

[lokittystuckinatree]

The Best MCU Romance Could Have Been Even Better. Here’s Why and How.

Sylki is f*cking amazing. Sylki is kinda problematic. These two things can coexist. After all, a ship is only as problematic as the way it was written. I don’t think it was intentional, just human error and censorship. This doesn’t change that fact there are issues. I’m not getting into the relationship arc, pacing or the fact I found some of the scenes and dialogue cringy, just some representation issues I find more pressing. And more uncomfortable.

1. The show did not handle gender well. Loki should get to be genderfluid. Explicitly. Possibly Sylvie as well, assuming she isn’t a amab she/they as I usually headcanon her. Imagine a scene where we see a feminine Loki taking to some people, and assume she’s merely another variant, but when we see her up close she looks, acts and sounds a little too much like Tom Hiddleston. Imagine Sylvie telling Loki, who at that time might not be a man or woman at all, “When I was born they named me a prince.” Imagine Loki and Sylvie getting to be who they really are. Likewise, Sylvie’s nexus event should be being born a hero, not a woman...as I already theorize. The line “woman variant” could have been “blonde (feminine) variant with a single knife and a personality somewhere between Fire and ice.” There should be Lokis of all genders and gender expressions. They should have found Sylvie frightening not because of her gender but that dangerous icyness that makes her Sylvie.

2. Loki and Sylvie should be even more bisexual than they already are. Aside from being canon in the script, it’s already been implied that Loki is attracted to multiple genders. (Cough cough Jane and Grandmaster.) Alas, Marvel could have done more. In fact, Loki should have been hooking up with people of all genders in the background thoughout his/their entire track in the MCU. Chatting up a pretty lady in the back of a room. Winking at soldiers in the hallways. Getting walked on on with the Grandmaster. However, it is also important to take Loki at his word. He is still bisexual if he says he is, no matter who he’s been affiliated with on screen. I just would have loved representation that felt more genuine and less like a cop out. As for Sylvie...I’m just asking for a tiny scene or two. Keep her “mailman” and add “we’ve been dating now for long enough” at the restaurant or her calling another woman beautiful in a flirty way...subtle. Another thing to note: people saying Marvel ‘queerbaited’ us by putting Loki in a m/f passing romance after all the (supposed) subtext with Mobius ...as a bi woman who has had crushes on different genders over different periods of time and was still bi during those periods...shut up pls. You sound stupid. Also it’s possible to like two people at once and polyarmory exists.

3. Perhaps Sylvie shouldn’t have been white...Asian or Latina perhaps? She would be Sylvie no matter her race, and not only would it be clearer that they are not “twins,” her looking less like Loki could minimize the ick factor. I love Sophia, she is so cute and beautiful and makes an incredible Sylvie, and it’s impossible to picture anyone else playing her, but there doesn’t seem to be much POC rep in this show other than black people. Its odd and I think it should change. Hopefully it will in season two.

Despite all these problems, I still ship Sylki harder than almost anything. I ship them because of their dynamic, and chemistry, and depth. And I would still ship them with all the changes I suggested. In fact, if I ever create fan content, you better believe I will be incorporating some of them.

TLDR: Sylki is a brilliant ship, one that I would ship almost regardless of circumstance, but it could have been executed better in so many ways. (As with much of the rest of the show). Too bad marvel is too cowardly and narrow minded to make it so. Because I’m almost positive the cast and crew would be 100% down. Plus, I think we and our beautiful Lokis themselves deserve it.

Have a good day and remember to be respectful!

[bboyzwithfun]

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