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mingi-s-dimples · 6 months ago

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His, only his - Yunho

KINKTOBER DAY 28, REQ. BY @musiclovingfairy

~"Yunho x fem reader. Possessiveness, almost animalistic? Like he comes from work in the evening and the reader doesn't feel well and they cuddle. Kind of a dom/sub in a way. Can you write it so that he is super possessive and protective and she gets into a deep sub space like a trance almost, but not degradation, more praise. It's smut but nothing crazy, like he makes her feel really small and protected and wants to make her his. With feelings. You know what i mean? 😅"

pairing: yunho x fem!reader

genre: 18+, soft filth

summary: Yunho's praises overwhelm you in a... rather exciting manner, for him, especially.

wc: 5.3k

warnings: love, multiple orgasms, yunho is really possessive but kind in a way, he really loves reader but rather in an aggressive possessive way, mentions of insecurities (body, academic insecurities), pussy eating, cum eating slightly, marking, unprotected (wrap up irl!), dacryphilia, definitely praise kink (reader), completely consensual, for sure forgot something.

Author's Note: I am BACK everyone 🧍‍♀️ it took me fucking ages to find even 10 minutes to write these days but guess what!? SCHOOL IS OVER UNT 8TH JANUARY !!! everyone shout yupi 😭💀 I can't wait to finish every single project I've had in mind until now 🤗 Sweetheart I hope the fic is to your liking, ilysm my bestie 🙈💖 (i also had some problems witj tumblr, it deleted two of my drafts.. had to rewrite them from scratch 💀)

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and does not represent the reality of the member in any way.

The clock on the wall ticked its incessant rhythm, marking the minutes slipping away. You sat at your desk, staring at your laptop screen, your eyes blurring over the rows of text on a document that you’d been working on for hours. The pile of assignments beside you seemed to mock you with its weight, reminding you of the deadlines you could barely keep up with. Your phone buzzed on the desk, the screen lighting up with a flurry of messages from the group chat you shared with your friends.

*“We’re heading out to the new café tonight! Come with us, Y/N! 💕”*

You bit your lip, hesitation clawing at your resolve. Your heart ached to join them, to feel like a part of their carefree world even for just a few hours, but the reality of your workload was a chain wrapped tightly around your chest. That chain grew heavier with every comparison you made—between yourself and them, their radiant smiles, perfect bodies, and seemingly endless energy to balance everything in their lives.

Your gaze drifted to the mirror hanging on the opposite wall, the image reflecting back felt like an enemy tonight. The way your body curved felt wrong. Your face looked dull compared to their glowing complexions, and no matter how much effort you put in, it never seemed to be enough.

"It’s just a moment," you whispered to yourself. "It’ll pass."

But the intrusive thoughts came unbidden, cruel whispers of insecurity growing louder as the night stretched on. You tried to focus, to drown yourself in your work, but it wasn’t long before the tears began to pool in your eyes, blurring the screen. You scrubbed at your cheeks with the back of your hand, but it was no use. The dam had broken.

You didn’t hear the sound of the door opening, nor the soft, purposeful steps approaching behind you.

"Baby," came a deep, familiar voice, warm and laced with concern.

Your breath hitched, your head snapping up in surprise to see Yunho standing in the doorway. His tall frame was bathed in the warm light spilling from the hallway, his broad shoulders tense as he took in the scene before him—your tear-streaked face, the cluttered desk, the weariness etched into every inch of your body.

"Yunho," you croaked, quickly wiping at your face to hide the evidence of your crying.

But he wasn’t having it. In an instant, he was beside you, kneeling down so that his face was level with yours. His hands cupped your cheeks, his touch both firm and tender as he tilted your face up to meet his gaze. His dark eyes were sharp, almost dangerous in their intensity, as they scanned your face.

"Who did this to you?" he demanded, his voice low and brimming with possessiveness.

Your lips parted, confusion mingling with the lingering sadness in your chest. "No one—"

"Don’t lie to me," he cut you off, his thumb brushing away a stray tear from your cheek. His jaw was clenched, the protective edge in his voice only growing stronger. "I don’t care if it’s someone at school, your so-called friends, or even a stranger. Tell me what happened."

You hesitated, unsure of how to explain that this storm inside you wasn’t caused by anyone else—it was your own mind tearing you apart. But Yunho wasn’t the type to let things slide, especially when it came to you. He leaned in closer, his forehead nearly touching yours as he whispered, "Talk to me, baby. You don’t get to keep this from me."

His words cracked the fragile wall you’d built around your emotions, and suddenly, it all came tumbling out. You told him about the mounting stress of school, the endless comparison to your friends, and the insecurities that had been festering in your mind for weeks. By the time you finished, your voice was trembling, and fresh tears threatened to spill down your cheeks.

Yunho listened in silence, his expression unreadable, but the fierce protectiveness in his eyes never wavered. When you finally stopped speaking, he let out a slow, measured breath.

"You’re wrong," he said, his voice steady but tinged with a possessive edge that sent a shiver down your spine.

You blinked, startled by the certainty in his tone. "What?"

"Every single word you just said about yourself—it’s wrong," he growled, his hands tightening their grip on your face. "Do you have any idea how perfect you are? How much I crave every inch of you, every second of the day?"

Your breath hitched at the raw intensity in his voice. Yunho’s gaze darkened, his eyes flicking down to your lips before meeting your eyes again.

"Those so-called friends of yours?" he continued, his tone turning almost predatory. "They don’t hold a candle to you. They might be pretty, sure, but they’ll never have what you do. They’ll never have my attention, my love, my obsession."

Your cheeks burned at his words, your heart racing as his praise wrapped around you like a warm embrace. "Yunho…"

"No, baby, listen to me," he cut you off, his hands sliding down to your shoulders as he pulled you closer. "You’re the most beautiful, maddening, addictive thing in my life. And if I have to spend every day reminding you of that, I will."

Your mind was spinning, overwhelmed by the intensity of his words and the way his touch ignited a fire under your skin. Yunho’s hands moved again, one sliding down to your waist while the other cupped the back of your neck, pulling you flush against him.

"Do you understand me?" he murmured, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear.

You could only nod, your voice caught in your throat.

"Good," he said, his tone softening just enough to make your heart ache. He leaned back just enough to look into your eyes again, his thumb tracing a slow, deliberate path along your jawline. "Because I’m not going to let you talk about yourself like that ever again. You’re mine, Y/N. And I’ll be damned if I let you forget how much you mean to me."

A shiver ran down your spine at the possessiveness in his voice, heat pooling low in your stomach as his words sank in. Yunho’s gaze flickered to your lips again, and this time, he didn’t hesitate. He closed the distance between you, capturing your lips in a kiss that was as much a claim as it was an expression of love.

The kiss started slow, almost tender, but it quickly deepened as Yunho’s hand tightened its grip on your waist, pulling you even closer. His tongue teased the seam of your lips, and you parted them without a second thought, allowing him to take control.

A soft whimper escaped your throat, and Yunho groaned in response, the sound vibrating against your lips. His possessive nature shone through in every movement, the way his lips moved against yours, the way his hand slid down to grip your thigh, anchoring you to him.

"Yunho," you gasped when he finally pulled away, his forehead resting against yours as you both caught your breath.

"You feel that, baby?" he murmured, his voice low and rough with desire. He looked down at his cock straining against his pants, rubbing against your thigh as he leaned down on you. "That’s how much I want you. Every second, every minute of the day. And it’s all for you—only you."

Your cheeks burned, your body trembling as his words sent a rush of heat coursing through you. Yunho’s lips brushed against yours again, softer this time, but no less possessive.

"I’ll always remind you," he whispered, his voice like a promise. "You’re mine, Y/N. Never forget that."

Yunho didn’t give you a moment to retreat into your thoughts again. His hand moved to cup the back of your neck, his thumb tracing soothing circles as he looked at you with a gaze that felt like it could pierce your soul. The intensity of his eyes left you rooted to the spot, your breath hitching as he tilted his head, studying you like you were a puzzle he needed to solve.

"Look at you," he murmured, his voice low, reverent, and possessive. "So beautiful, even when you’re crying. Even when you’re doubting yourself. Do you know how lucky I am to have you?"

You opened your mouth to respond, but the words wouldn’t come. Heat bloomed in your cheeks as his hand slid from your neck to your jaw, tilting your face up just slightly so you couldn’t avoid his gaze.

"No, don’t look away," he commanded softly, his tone leaving no room for argument. "You’re going to listen to me, baby. Because every word I’m about to say is the truth, and I won’t let you brush it off like it doesn’t matter."

His other hand found your waist, his fingers splaying possessively against your side. You shivered at the contact, acutely aware of the heat radiating from his body, the strength of his grip as if he was anchoring you in place.

"You’re everything to me, Y/N," he said, his voice dropping lower, almost a growl. "Every curve, every soft line of your body—it's mine to adore, mine to protect. You’re perfect, baby. And it kills me that you can’t see it."

The praise was overwhelming, each word sinking into your skin and leaving a burning trail in its wake. You felt flustered, your heart pounding in your chest as Yunho’s thumb brushed over your lower lip. His touch was gentle, but the intensity behind it left you breathless.

"Do you feel this?" he asked, his thumb lingering on your lip before tracing a slow path down to your jawline. "The way your skin reacts to me? It’s like your body knows, even when your mind doesn’t. You’re made for me, baby. Every inch of you."

"Yunho…" you whispered, your voice barely audible as you felt your body responding to his words. A warm, tingling sensation spread through you, pooling low in your stomach, and you shifted slightly in your seat, unable to ignore the way his possessive tone sent your mind spinning.

But Yunho noticed everything. He always did. His eyes darkened as his gaze flickered down to where your thighs pressed together, a knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

"Ah," he murmured, his voice laced with amusement and something darker. "There it is."

You froze, your eyes widening in embarrassment as you realized what he meant. But before you could stammer out a response, Yunho leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered, "Don’t be shy, baby. That’s my effect on you, isn’t it?"

The heat in your cheeks spread down your neck, and you bit your lip, unable to meet his gaze. Yunho chuckled softly, the sound low and rich as his hand slid down to rest on your thigh.

"You’re so perfect," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Even when you’re flustered, even when you’re doubting yourself, your body tells me the truth. It tells me how much you need me. How much you’re mine."

Your breath hitched as his hand moved slightly, his fingers brushing against the hem of your shirt. He took his time, his touch slow and deliberate, as if savoring every second.

"Can I show you?" he murmured, his lips ghosting over your jawline as he spoke. "Can I show you how beautiful you are?"

You nodded, your voice caught in your throat as Yunho’s hand slipped beneath your shirt, his fingers tracing the curve of your waist. His touch was both gentle and possessive, his thumb brushing over your skin in a way that left you trembling.

His other hand found the hem of your shirt, and he tugged it upward slowly, giving you plenty of time to stop him. But you didn’t. You couldn’t. You were too caught up in the way his words made you feel, the way his touch ignited a fire beneath your skin.

As the shirt slipped over your head, Yunho’s eyes roamed over your body, his gaze heated and possessive. He let out a soft, almost animalistic growl, his hands finding your waist again as he pulled you closer.

"Perfect," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "So damn perfect."

His hands slid up to your arms, his thumbs brushing over your skin as if he couldn’t get enough of touching you. His lips found yours again, capturing them in a kiss that was both tender and consuming, leaving you dizzy and clinging to him for support.

When he finally pulled away, his forehead rested against yours, and he let out a shaky breath. "Do you see it now?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "Do you see how much I need you? How much I love every part of you?"

You nodded, your voice failing you as tears welled up in your eyes again—not from sadness, but from the overwhelming feeling of being so completely seen, so completely loved.

Yunho smiled softly, his thumb brushing away a stray tear as he whispered, "Good. Because I’m not going anywhere, baby. You’re stuck with me. And I’ll remind you of this every single day, for as long as it takes."

And in that moment, the storm of insecurities that had been raging in your mind was nothing but a distant memory, drowned out by the strength of Yunho’s love and the possessive way he held you, as if letting you go was simply not an option.

Yunho’s silence was almost deafening, his dark, heavy gaze taking in every inch of your exposed body. The air between you was thick with tension, and you could feel the heat radiating from him as he stood there, rooted in place, his chest rising and falling with barely contained restraint.

His thumb brushed over your skin, but there was nothing gentle about his touch. It was firm, claiming, as though he was reminding you that you belonged to him and no one else. The possessiveness in his eyes sent a shiver through you, and you felt your breath hitch when his gaze dropped, lingering on the last piece of fabric still separating you from him.

Yunho’s tongue darted out to wet his lips as he looked back up at you, his jaw tight with restraint. "May I?" he asked, nodding toward your panties.

You swallowed hard, your body trembling as you nodded, barely able to get the word out. "Yes."

That was all he needed. His hands moved quickly, gripping the waistband and pulling it down with enough force to leave no room for hesitation. The fabric slid down your legs in one swift motion, the roughness of his movements leaving you breathless. He tossed the garment aside carelessly, his focus entirely on you as his hands found your thighs, his fingers digging into your skin just enough to make you gasp.

"Mine," he muttered, his voice thick with a possessiveness that sent heat pooling low in your stomach. "Every inch of you is mine."

His hands slid up your legs, his touch both commanding and reverent as he pulled you closer. There was no space left between you, no room for doubt as Yunho’s eyes locked onto yours. The hunger in his gaze was undeniable, but it was tempered by something deeper—something that made your heart race and your body ache with the need to be closer to him.

"You don’t get to hide from me," he said, his voice low and rough as his hands gripped your hips. "Not when you look like this. Not when you’re mine."

You felt your face heat under his intense gaze, your body trembling as Yunho’s fingers traced slow, deliberate patterns against your skin. His lips found your neck, and you gasped as he bit down gently, his teeth scraping against the sensitive skin before he soothed it with his tongue.

"Perfect," he muttered against your neck, his voice thick with need. "And all mine."

His hands slid up to cup your face, tilting your head up so you had no choice but to meet his eyes. The intensity in his gaze left you breathless, your heart pounding in your chest as Yunho’s lips curved into a possessive smirk.

"You’ll let me show you, won’t you?" he murmured, his voice dropping even lower as he leaned in, his lips brushing against yours. "Let me remind you who you belong to."

Before you could respond, his mouth was on yours, the kiss deep and consuming as his hands roamed over your body with a kind of controlled urgency. Every touch, every kiss, every movement was a claim, a reminder that you were his and no one else’s.

And in that moment, with Yunho’s possessive gaze and commanding touch leaving you breathless, every doubt, every insecurity, every negative thought faded away, replaced by the undeniable truth that you were his—and he wouldn’t let you forget it.

Yunho didn’t waste a second. His lips moved from your mouth to your jaw, then down the delicate column of your neck. His kisses were possessive, his teeth grazing your skin just enough to send jolts of heat coursing through your body. He wasn’t gentle—he didn’t need to be. Every press of his lips, every bite and kiss, was a declaration: you were his, and he wanted the world to know.

"You look so good like this," he murmured against your skin, his voice rough and filled with need. "Marked by me. Remember this, baby. Every time you see these marks, you’ll remember who you belong to."

He worked his way down, his mouth leaving a heated trail along your collarbone, down to the curve of your breasts. His hands slid up your sides, firm and commanding, holding you in place as if he couldn’t bear the thought of you slipping away. You felt his breath against your skin as he kissed and nipped, his tongue soothing the small marks he left in his wake.

Your body trembled beneath him, your chest rising and falling with shallow breaths as his lips continued their journey. When he finally pulled back to look at you, his gaze was heavy, filled with hunger and adoration. He stood, towering over you as his hands went to the waistband of his pants.

Yunho’s movements were swift but purposeful as he undid his belt, the sound of the leather sliding through the loops sending a fresh wave of anticipation through you. His pants hit the floor, and your eyes darted to the straining bulge in his briefs. The sight made your breath hitch, your thighs pressing together involuntarily as a tingling sensation spread through you.

He noticed instantly. A low, satisfied chuckle escaped his lips as he stepped out of his pants and kicked them aside. "Feeling shy now, baby?" he teased, his voice laced with amusement and something darker. "After all the ways you’ve let me touch you, you’re still so innocent. God, I love it."

Your cheeks burned, and you averted your gaze, but Yunho wasn’t having it. He crouched in front of you, his hands gripping your knees as he gently but firmly guided your legs apart. "Don’t hide from me," he said, his voice softening just slightly. "I want to see all of you."

You swallowed hard, your body trembling as Yunho stood again, his fingers hooking into the waistband of his briefs. He tugged them down, freeing his cock, and you couldn’t help but gasp softly at the sight of him. His cock stood hard and thick, the sheer size of it making your pulse race.

Yunho smirked at your reaction, his hand wrapping around his length for a moment as he took you in. "You see what you do to me, baby?" he said, his voice low and full of heat. "This is all for you. Only for you."

He moved closer, his hands sliding up your thighs as he leaned over you. The heat of his body was overwhelming, his presence so commanding that you felt yourself melting beneath him. As he positioned himself between your legs, his cock brushing against your inner thigh, you couldn’t help but let out a soft, trembling sigh.

"Relax for me," Yunho murmured, his voice gentle but firm. One of his hands slid up to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing over your skin as his gaze locked onto yours. "I’ve got you, baby. Just let me take care of you."

Your heart pounded in your chest as Yunho leaned in, his lips capturing yours in a kiss that was both possessive and tender. His other hand moved to guide himself, lining up with you as his forehead rested against yours.

Just as you braced yourself for him, Yunho suddenly paused, pulling back slightly. His forehead still rested against yours, and his breathing was heavy, ragged. He stared into your eyes for a moment, and the corner of his mouth quirked up in a devilish smirk.

"Not yet," he murmured, his voice low and teasing. "I’m not done with you, baby. Not even close."

You blinked in confusion, your body already trembling with anticipation. But Yunho wasn’t in a rush. He shifted his weight, his large hands sliding from your waist to grip your hips, holding you steady as he leaned down.

"Lie back for me," he instructed, his voice rough but gentle. His hands guided you until you were fully reclined on the bed where you were initially sitting on, his body following yours as he pressed soft, teasing kisses down your chest, past your stomach, and toward your hips.

He stopped there, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin just above your lower belly.. The warmth of his breath sent shivers through your body, and you couldn’t stop the way your thighs pressed together slightly. Yunho’s hands were there immediately, his grip firm as he gently pushed your legs apart again.

"Don’t hide from me," he said, his voice almost a growl. "You don’t get to do that. Not when you look like this. Not when you’re mine."

Starting at your knees, Yunho began trailing kisses along your skin, moving painfully slowly up the length of your legs. His lips were soft but deliberate, each kiss leaving behind a tingling heat that made your body ache for more. When he reached your inner thigh, he paused, his mouth hovering just above the sensitive skin.

"Look at you," he murmured, his voice filled with a possessive hunger. His lips brushed against your inner thigh, his teeth grazing the delicate flesh before he pressed a firmer kiss there. "Already trembling for me. So soft, so perfect."

You whimpered softly, your hips shifting slightly as the ache between your legs grew unbearable. Yunho noticed—he always noticed. His smirk deepened, and the sound of his low chuckle made your heart race.

"Do you have any idea how much I need you right now?" he muttered, his voice rough and thick with want. "How hard it is to take my time when you look like this?"

His kisses moved closer and closer to your cunt, his breath warm against your bare skin. Your thighs trembled under his touch, your body responding to him in ways you couldn’t control. Yunho groaned softly as his lips brushed the sensitive flesh at the very top of your thigh, his hands gripping your hips tighter as if to keep himself steady.

"Stay still for me, baby," he murmured, his voice low and commanding. "Let me take my time with you."

His lips finally found your cunt, dripping wet on the linen, and the sudden contact made you gasp. Yunho groaned in response, his hands tightening their hold on you as he pressed a soft, lingering kiss to your sensitive skin.

"God, you taste so good," he muttered against you, his voice filled with raw hunger. "So sweet. So perfect. All mine."

Yunho didn’t hold back. His lips and tongue worked against you with deliberate skill, dragging soft cries and whines from your lips as his hands gripped your thighs tightly. His fingers dug into your skin, holding you firmly in place as if he couldn’t bear the thought of you moving away.

The heat of his mouth and the intensity of his focus had your body trembling uncontrollably. Each stroke of his tongue sent waves of pleasure crashing through you, and the firm pressure of his grip grounded you in the overwhelming sensations.

"Yunho," you cried out, your hands reaching down to tangle in his hair. He groaned against you at the sound of his name on your lips, his grip on your thighs tightening as he redoubled his efforts.

"You’re so responsive," he murmured between kisses, his voice low and rough. "So perfect for me."

Your back arched off the bed, your thighs trembling as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak. His tongue circled and teased, his movements relentless as he drew you closer and closer to the edge. The sounds that spilled from your lips were uncontrollable—moans, gasps, and whimpers that only seemed to spur him on.

"That’s it, baby," he muttered, his voice vibrating against your sensitive skin. "Let go for me. I want to feel you fall apart."

And fall apart you did. With a loud cry, your body tensed and then shattered, waves of pleasure washing over you in a blinding rush. Yunho didn’t stop, his tongue and lips coaxing you through the intensity of your orgasm until you were left gasping and trembling beneath him.

As you came down from your high, Yunho pulled back, his lips and chin glistening as he looked up at you. His expression was one of pure satisfaction, his eyes dark and possessive as he took in the sight of you—flushed, panting, and completely undone.

"You’re incredible," he said, his voice soft but filled with raw emotion. He reached up to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing away a tear that had slipped down your face during the intensity of the moment. "So beautiful when you come for me. So perfect."

You barely had time to catch your breath before Yunho shifted again, his body aligning with yours as he climbed back over you. His cock pressed against your entrance, the sheer heat and size of it making your breath hitch.

"Ready for me, baby?" he asked softly, his forehead resting against yours. His hands slid to your waist, holding you steady as he lined himself up.

You nodded, your hands resting on his shoulders as you gazed up at him. The love and intensity in his eyes were overwhelming, and you couldn’t stop the small smile that tugged at your lips despite your trembling body.

With a low groan, Yunho began to push in, taking his time as he filled you inch by inch. The stretch was slow and deliberate, and he paused often to let you adjust, his forehead pressed against yours as he watched your every reaction.

"You feel so good," he muttered, his voice thick with emotion and restraint. "So perfect for me, baby. You were made for me."

His movements were unhurried, each thrust, a deliberate act of love and devotion. Yunho’s hand slid up to cradle your face, his thumb brushing against your cheeks as he pressed soft kisses to your lips, your jaw, and your forehead.

"I love you," he whispered, his voice rough with sincerity. "Every part of you. I need you to know that."

As he moved within you, his touch and his words combined into something overwhelming, leaving you breathless and completely consumed by him. There was no rush, no urgency—only the deep, unwavering connection between the two of you as Yunho made love to you with a tenderness that left no room for doubt.

Yunho moved with a rhythm that was slow and deliberate, each thrust a testament to how deeply he cherished you. His hands stayed on your body, one resting on your hip to anchor you to him and the other brushing up to cup your face. His eyes never left yours, dark and filled with emotion that left you trembling beneath him.

"You feel so good," he murmured, his voice rough with restraint, as if he was holding himself back for your sake. "You take me so perfectly, baby. Always so perfect for me."

You whimpered softly at his words, your body arching into his touch. Every inch of you was tuned to him, the way he filled you so completely, the way his lips found yours between breaths, the way his fingers caressed and gripped your skin. It was overwhelming, but it was also everything you needed—everything you didn’t know you craved.

His thrusts deepened, each one slow but powerful, sending jolts of pleasure through you. The sound of your soft cries filled the room, mingling with Yunho’s low groans. He pressed his forehead to yours, his breath warm and ragged against your lips.

"I love you," he said again, his voice rough and filled with conviction. "I love every part of you, baby. Your body, your mind, your heart—all of it belongs to me."

You couldn’t form words, your body too overwhelmed by the slow, unrelenting waves of pleasure he was pulling from you. Instead, you cupped his face, your fingers brushing through his hair as you pulled him down into a kiss. It was messy, desperate, filled with every ounce of love and need you felt for him.

Yunho groaned against your lips, his hips pressing deeper, and the intensity of the moment made your head spin. He moved as if there was no one else in the world but you, as if nothing else mattered but the way your body responded to his.

"You’re mine," he whispered against your lips, his voice low and possessive. His hand slid up to intertwine with yours, pinning it above your head as his movements grew more deliberate. "Every single part of you is mine, baby. Don’t you ever forget that."

Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes, not from sadness but from the overwhelming emotion of it all. Yunho noticed immediately, his lips brushing against your cheek as his thrusts slowed slightly.

"You okay?" he asked softly, his voice gentle despite the tension in his body. "Is it too much?"

You shook your head, your breath hitching as you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer. "I love you," you whispered, your voice trembling. "I love you so much, Yunho."

He smiled at your words, his forehead pressing to yours as his hips moved again, deeper and more purposeful as you locked him in. The pleasure built steadily, a slow burn that left you breathless and clinging to him as he guided you toward the edge.

"Let go for me, baby," he murmured, his lips brushing against yours. "I want to feel you come for me. Let me take you there."

His words, his touch, the way he thrusted in you—it was too much. Your body tensed, the pleasure reaching its peak as you cried out his name, your orgssm crashing over you in waves. Yunho followed shortly after, a low, guttural groan escaping his lips as he buried himself fully, his body shuddering against yours as he also came, filling you up.

For a moment, the world seemed to stop. All you could hear was the sound of your ragged breaths mingling with his, your body still trembling as he held you close. Yunho pressed soft kisses to your face—your cheeks, your forehead, your lips—his hands stroking your skin soothingly.

"I love you," he whispered again, his voice soft and full of warmth. "Always."

You smiled softly, your body relaxing beneath his as you whispered back, "I love you too."

He pulled you into his arms, cradling you against his chest as the two of you stayed there, wrapped in each other’s warmth and love. The world outside didn’t matter—all that mattered was the way you fit perfectly in his arms, completely his.

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The Ex

Part of the "Meet & Greet... and more?" Universe Pairing: Lando Norris x reader, Lando Norris x Noah Words: 1076 Request: I love jealous Lando, I have a request for your series. Reader dated a person after she had Noah, but they broke up because he had moved for his job, and the reader didn't want to move Noah at such a young age. And this ex was really good to Noah, and maybe they see him while there shopping or something and Noah dose sort of recognise him and he gets excited and Lando is really jealous that another man gets along with Noah so well that was before him. Lo key love jealous Lando Masterlist

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Y/N sat on the park bench, her gaze following her five-year-old son, Noah, as he dashed across the playground with what seemed like an unlimited amount of energy. Noah was having a great time and Lando, who had become an integral part of their lives, was there to share this moment with them.

Lando was sitting casually next to Y/N, an arm wrapped around her shoulders and his eyes fixed on the boy. He had always been great with kids and it was clear Noah had taken an immediate liking to him, much to his relief. His and Y/N’s relationship was still relatively new but it was evident that he cared deeply for both her and Noah and they were slowly finding their rhythm together as both a couple and - dare I say it - a little family.

As Y/N watched Noah play, she couldn’t help but think how happy she was with Lando and how different the relationship was compared to Noah’s father - not just for her but for her son as well. There was only one other man Noah has had in his short life so far. She thought back to a time when Noah was almost three years old, when she had a brief relationship with a man named Will. The relationship had ended amicably when Will moved away for a job and Y/N had made the decision to stay in their current home for Noah’s sake, not wanting to rip him out of the familiarity of the city and his friends. She hadn’t anticipated running into Will today, especially not here, at this park.

From across the playground she spotted a familiar figure walking towards them. Her heart skipped a beat. Will was unmistakable with his casual stroll and the familiar look she hadn’t seen in years. She glanced over at Lando, noting his relaxed posture as he still just looked at Noah, not sensing what was about to happen.

Noah, who had been climbing the jungle gym, spotted Will immediately. His face lit up with recognition and excitement. “Will!” he called out, his voice filled with pure joy as he scrambled down from the equipment and ran towards the man.

Y/N’s breath caught in her throat. She got up and approached the quickly, trying to keep her composure as she watched Will kneel down, arms open wide. There was a warmth and familiarity between them and Noah’s enthusiastic response only made the moment more poignant.

“Hey there, bud,” Will greeted, lifting Noah into his arms. The affection was evident and Noah wrapped his small arms around Will, looking utterly delighted.

Lando, who had been watching the interaction from a distance, suddenly stiffened. His eyes narrowed slightly as he took in the scene. He had never felt such a sharp pang of jealousy before but seeing Noah so happily embraced by another man - someone who wasn’t him! - triggered a feeling he hadn’t anticipated.

Y/N’s heart was racing as she tried to keep the situation under control. “Hi,” she said, trying to sound casual despite the nerves in her voice.

Her ex-boyfriend looked up, surprise flashing across his face. “Oh, hey Y/N. Didn’t expect to run into you two here. Just visiting some old friends.”

“Hi, I’m Lando. Nice to meet you,” Lando approached, his smile strained but polite as he not so subtly pushed himself into the conversation.

The two men shook hands and Lando’s grip was firm, almost possessive. He forced himself to maintain a friendly demeanor but his eyes betrayed his emotions. Yeah, nice to meet you, who are you anyway?!

Her ex-boyfriend, seemingly oblivious to the tension, continued chatting. “No need for introductions,” he said with a casual wave. “I know how it is. Just came by to see how everyone’s doing.”

Just came by, huh? Lando thought. Must be nice to stroll in and out of people’s lives like a guest star on a show.

Will and Noah continued to chat and Lando’s gaze remained fixed on them. He could barely concentrate on the small talk happening around him. Every laugh and affectionate gesture between Will and Noah felt like a jab to his heart. Seriously, Lando, get it together. It’s just a guy from the past, not some long-lost relative coming to claim his spot.

The conversation continued but Lando’s focus was solely on Noah. The sight of the boy so content and animated with Will was a reminder of what he feared most: being an outsider in Noah’s life.

When Will finally said his goodbyes, Lando’s jaw was set tight. He looked at Y/N, trying to steady his emotions. “Didn’t think it would be so... hard,” he admitted, his voice betraying the struggle he felt inside.

Y/N placed a comforting hand on his arm. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know this would happen today. I should have warned you.”

Lando’s eyes were troubled as he met her gaze. It’s not just about being warned. It’s seeing Noah so happy with someone from his past, it makes me question where I fit into all of this. Am I just the ‘new guy’ in his life?

“You’re a huge part of his life, Lando,” Y/N said after clearly seeing the struggle in Lando’s eyes. “He loves you and he’s happy with you. I know it’s tough but you’re his family now.”

Lando’s expression softened slightly but the jealousy lingered. He glanced back at Noah, who had returned to playing as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened. Alright, focus. He’s smiling. He’s happy. That’s what matters.

Y/N took a deep breath, her gaze steady and supportive. “You stand in a very important place, Lando. Noah adores you. It’s okay to feel what you’re feeling. We’re all navigating this together.”

“I know,” Lando nodded, trying to push away the lingering feelings of jealousy, “I just need to come to terms with it.”

They both watched as Noah continued to play, his laughter mingling with the sounds of the park. The encounter had stirred up emotions Lando hadn’t expected but it also reminded him of the importance of his role in Noah’s life. Y/N squeezed Lando’s hand and softly guided him back to the playground. Lando’s gaze softened when he looked at her and then to Noah. Despite the unexpected surge of jealousy he was determined to be the best partner and father figure he could be.

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AN: Anon, I hope you like it and if not let me know and I can rewrite 😊🫶

Taglist: @eloriis @pacifierbby @landossainz @littlegrapejuice @barcelonaloverf1life @poppyflower-22 @itsjustfranzi @vickykazuya @sltwins

#lando imagine #lando norris imagine #f1 fanfic #f1 fic #lando x noah #lando norris x reader #ln4 x reader #lando x reader #lando fluff

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vyladerz · 2 months ago

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I’m basically done with my classes so now I can post this late ranking for season 9. Continuing to stay positive, overall this season didn't really stick out to me compared to others. There were a few things holding it back but what the hell who cares.

What did stick out to me was the mark of Cain plot line. The episode "First Born" does such an amazing job at setting up the mark of Cain and it's parallels between Cain and Abel versus Sam and Dean. Oh I eat that shit up. I'm also guilty for some Sam and Cas quality moments. With the addition of an entertaining Crowley and Dean duo, which I didn’t know I needed. Too bad we don't get more focus on the mark of Cain arc this season (Which is why I'm happy it'll be set up for the next season rather than just going nowhere).

I loved exploring Castiel's relationship with humanity and the best example was the scene with the baby he was babysitting. It's one of his best moments in the show that encapsulates his best qualities and he has come such a long way since season 4. Him being human was such a great way to allow him to connect with humanity on a deeper level. I will say he’s much more passive this season but it makes sense after having so many losses at the cost of him gaining free will. Laying low would be the best move here and I’m glad they did it this way.

The angel storyline with Gadreel was not as memorable (or as well done in my opinion) as the mark of Cain plot line but I still found it interesting. Sam getting possessed by angel was NOT on my bingo card (I don’t know how I avoided spoilers for this). I’m surprised I haven’t thought about this concept before. I hope this isn’t a hot take but I really liked Gadreel. His backstory and motives expanded the lore of the angels in the show. I would have liked if it was explored in more detail but that’s just cause I find anything angel related really interesting. Metatron is pretty entertaining as a villain, not my favorite but he works pretty well here. Overall the one real gripe I have about it is that I wish the whole Gadreel arc didn't come at the expense of Dean's character. Also to the degree of Sam's character.

I do loathe the characterization of Dean this season (mostly just the beginning). I understand why his impulsiveness was pushed to a higher degree to further brotherly drama. To show how far Dean is willing to go for his brother especially as a stark contrast to season 8. However, I thought his build up of lies was a bit irritating. It's so painfully predictable how everything played out. Gadreel just going along with Metatron, (he does protest a bit but he was still too trusting for my liking) Dean digging his grave with really unbelievably stupid lies, Sam being super passive for no good reason and not questioning Dean whatsoever. Is it a crime to want more from these characters?? Okay that’s as negative as I’m getting here.

The last episode was good though, we needed that scene with Dean dying in Sam's arms (I'm not okay) to tip the scales on their relationship for the next season. That's also something that has grown a bit predictable. If Dean goes over the line then Sam has to go over the line. But I'm honestly too invested with the mark of Cain and the concept of demon Dean to care about that right now. When I was watching the earlier seasons I heard about this arc and I have been waiting to get some much needed focus on Dean (I've been yearning for this since Dean came back from hell).

Also Kevin is done dirty in this show, free him from this hell let him rest for good.

I’ll continue to keep an open mind and I’m pretty hooked for the next season. (As of posting I’ve finished season 10 so that will be posted very soon).

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jukari91 · 2 months ago

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A strange world/to visit with Maui's old friends.

So far, every film has featured a moment where the journey takes you to a strange world and you're confronted with an old acquaintance of Maui's.

In the first adventure, Maui and Moana had to travel to the realm of monsters/the underworld, Lalotai, to meet the monster crab Tamatoa.

Lalotai is a colorful underwater world, full of bizarre creatures and plants.

In this world lives a giant coconut crab named Tamatoa, who, according to Maui, is a real slob.

He lives in a large snail shell and has amassed many treasures, including Maui's hoes.Through a timid remark from Maui, we learn that he used to get along well with Tamatoa until he kicked out one of his legs for unknown reasons.

An attempt is made to get hold of Moana's heel by distracting her... but in the end, Moana is forced to use a deception to save Maui. Tamatoa provides insight into Maui's past and motives, showing that there was once a great deal of trust between the two.

In an earlier version, Lalotai was replaced by the eight-eyed bat. I believe this exchange was the reason for Tamatoa's great popularity; he has one of the relatively few speaking roles in this film, and he also has his own song. He seems like the film's true villain, with typical villain charm.

Aside from regaining his heel, what's important is that Moana really impressed Maui and made him come out of his shell more.

On the way to Motufitu, however, Moana and her crew involuntarily end up in the giant clam.

Compared to Lalotai, it seems empty and rather colorless. The demigod Matangi and her bats live in the shell, and only an elongated monster can be seen.

The shell was actually supposed to be densely populated with various monsters, but these were cut to make Matangi stand out more.

It's a shame that so much of the shell, Kolise, was changed for Matangi. There was supposed to be a scene where the crew had to deal with a monster bird, but managed to escape on their own. This would have been really beneficial for the new character.

A scene featuring Moana and the monsters living there was also changed to the Simea nightmare scenes, but the change to the reunion between Maui and Moana was particularly sad. Maui was originally supposed to fight several giant monsters, save the others, and then run into Moana... Why did they change that? 😢

But there's no question that Matangi is a truly interesting character, with significantly more depth than Tamatoa. She acts out of her own interests and doesn't reveal much about herself. She was able to capture Maui, who was in full possession of his powers, and seemed to anticipate the events to come. Instead of stopping Moana or harming her, as Maui feared, she helps her get out of the shell and back to Motufitu.

She is a neutral character, neither good nor evil, and can still go in any direction.

In the end, Moana, her crew, and Maui escape through the Portal of the Gods that Matangi showed them. It's amazing, though, that Moana, as a mortal, was able to open the Portal of the GODS...

What I especially love about Matangi is that in the books, she seems like a true Maui/Moana shipper, saying things like, "You've turned her into a Wayfinder, now your lives are forever intertwined." or "I think you need her as much as she needs you."

#disney moana #disney moana 2 #disney maui #disney matangi #maui #vaiana #moana waialiki #moana/maui #tamatoa

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mangionebabymama · 2 months ago

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Hii mama!! hope the bbd lu fic is coming along well :))

I had this thought tho: we talk abt reader seeing someone else but what if she isn’t actually?? maybe it really is just a friend who is helping her out cuz she gets tired and he wants to look out for her. and ofc luigi has to come in at the wrong time so he sees you and your friend hugging and mans trying not kick the shit out of your poor friend but accepts that he shouldn’t be making a scene out of nowhere. the next day you guys are in the kitchen or smth; he’s trying to be subtle, and obviously failing cuz you know that man too well, and asks you about your friend. you see that he’s silently seething in jealousy so you try to tease him and say smth like “why? it’s none of your business luigi” and try to walk away. he kinda sees that you’re fucking with him so he’s moving like fking flash, grabbing you around the waist, sitting you on a counter, standing between your legs, holds your chin to make you look into his eyes and says, “ofc it’s my business mama, I’m the father of your child, aren’t I ?” and you’re 🤏🏻 close to throwing your panties at his face cuz you always did get hot & bothered by him being possessive, being broken up or not 😋🤭

Hello! I didn’t get the chance to start writing anything yet bc I’ve been feeling so ill with cramps, but I plan on working on things later tonight 😈 pls feel free to send me more inspo and thoughts!

And I do like this approach, because, well... it wouldn’t be nearly as harmful and deceiving if you were actually just going out and casually hanging out with some guy, compared to confiding in a close friend without any sexual connection or romantic feelings at all. But, of course, the way you were hugging all up on him and embracing him at your doorstep would tell a different story to Luigi. According to him not all friends, especially male friends, hug like that, in his argument. And more importantly, why would you need another man to look after you when Luigi, who’s also the father of your child, is right there?

I’m also envisioning you wearing his shirt while you’re in the kitchen, and if you look close enough, you can see your asscheeks playing peek-a-boo with the hem of his shirt hanging just around the widest part of your thighs. He’d be having the damndest time trying to keep his eyes on you and not your ass, or else he’d be tempted to bend you over and take you right there for another round on the counter… except your baby’s running around the house (God knows where) and he could stumble into the kitchen at any given moment. And omg when he pulls you up on the counter and his shirt rides up on you, your thighs squishing against the edge 😩😩😩 And I just LOVE it when he calls you Mama

#mangionebabymama asks #luigi mangione x prompt #baby daddy Lu 🧸

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geordikisser · 1 year ago

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jealous!redacted boys | suggestive

characters: david, milo, asher & sam :p

☆ a/n: any porter missers? miss porter. this was an excuse to write abt porter but might as well spoil my milo & david mooties who follow meee >_O!! part 2 later :33 ☆

context: someone is tryna spit some sweet shit to you as he steps away

david:

- david will never hesitate to let it be shown when he is feeling a type of way about someone who’s interacting with you. it’s in his blood to devote loyalty & possessiveness upon things he claims as his

- whether it’s intentional, it’ll show when he is feeling upset at someone who’s seemingly putting moves on you

- “is everything alright.” in the scariest voice you’ve ever heard from him

- david is a direct man but that directness doesn’t mean he’s directed in the right direction sometimes,, he isn’t to good with social cues with you. he’s stupid with love. smart with most! but love? eeeerm.

- he has a history with that too,, looks at jealous tsundere bf confronts you.

- he will become very touchy/clingy with you once he begins reading signs he doesn’t like. to hand holding or even thigh holding. he’ll rub your thigh with his finger gently or hold you closely by the waist and play with the bottom of your shirt. actions speak louder than words! i guess

- “clearly social cues aren’t your strong suit. fuck off, they aren’t interested.” as blunt as he’ll put it, in that same tone. he isn’t loud or aggressive. just direct and stern, he doesn’t want to cause a scene.

- after you two left from hanging out, david felt the urge to meet your lips with his as he dragged you in the house practically. you chuckle in between kisses as you put your hands on david’s chest. “you’re mine, you know that right, angel?” he asked in a low husky tone. you nod as you caress his cheek. “i love knowing you’re mine.” he growls lowly, his breath hitching as he said that.

milo:

- unlike david, he isn’t quiet. he’s loud about how he feels with you & other people who try to spit some shit with you

- “yo, who’s this?” mentality

- he will glare and give nasty looks from afar. until he realizes the whole shtick going on with you. he will make his entrance very grand and big,,

- “hey sweetheart!” he pulls you in and kisses you everywhere he can within public. “how’s my sweetheart?— oh? who’s this?” he’s petty with it i just know it

- if the punk doesn’t get the hint milo will get real serious. he will puff out his big boy chest and rip that person tryna hit on you to shreds. he’ll even bare his teeth a bit too ngl, he isn’t scared

- “listen here, punk. your little act for my sweetheart isn’t cute. quite frankly, you could use some tips. good thing i’m not a teacher. though, i could teach you some manners if you’d like. no means no, now scram.” in a low tone but if anyone walked by, they could hear.

- milo isn’t bashful, he knows what’s his and wants to keep it that way. he doesn’t need small hints and signs to show what’s his, he will scream it to the roof tops lmao. he’s a blunt and bold dude, no hesitation w him

asher:

- asher’s dumb. he has 0 tone reading skills & doesn’t understand most things. he won’t catch on until it gets physical or you show visible discomfort.

- he is more polite compared to his other friends. he’s a sweet boy, has 0 bad bones inside him. he’ll tell the punk to go off somewhere or tell them you’re taken to actually avoid conflict

- asher, despite his loud & unruly nature, prefers peace over violence such as that. he hates conflict, he isn’t a aggressive person at heart!! doesn’t mean he’s afraid to be aggressive he won’t hesitate to be violent, especially if it’s over you? he’s a extremely protective person.

- “hey, i know your intentions are pure but they’re taken! they have a boyfriend.” & whatever the other person has to say he’ll shut it down immediately, he doesn’t care for what they have to say. positive or negative, he doesn’t care.

- if the person persists (which they do most of the time due to asher’s kind personality ) he will get nasty about it. not crazy like milo or quiet like david, in between.

- “if i need to remind you again i will trust me! i ain’t scared of you.” he’ll be laughing as he says this, he’s to unserious,,

sam:

- sam is also very possessive. he know you can handle yourself but sometimes that side of him makes him want to handle that. he lives in a general dominant nature, sexual or not.

- sam will try to remain calm & trust you can handle it on your own, he is similar to david, doesn’t wish to make a big scene but he isn’t afraid to cause one. he can just teleport away if it gets overwhelming

- he will have similar mannerisms to milo, he will come in being touchy a bit and just glare at the person. his eyes will read a very distasteful message hoping the punk would take their leave understanding your disinterest.

- if not, he isn’t afraid of course to speak up

- “unless you got places to be tomorrow, i’d pick up the pace and swing on out of here.” in a low tone, his accent gets heavier the angrier he gets and the lower his voice is

- he would be very forward about it, he hates beating around the bush. these sort of interactions are quick and direct, he has an intimidating aura about him that make alot of humans turn away, that stomach churning feeling

- “i bet you had that handled sure.” he rolls his eyes as he peppers your neck in kisses. “you’re strong, i know.” he sighs as he nuzzles into the your neck. “but i love defending what’s mine.” he bares his lovable shit eating grin to you as you roll your eyes in response.

#redacted asmr #redacted asher #redacted david #redacted babe #redacted milo #redacted sam #redacted angel #redacted sweetheart #redacted darlin #redacted headcanons

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elrielffs · 3 months ago

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I always thought this fandom was hypocritical when it comes down to az and elain.

Like when Az was jealous of lucien everyone thought that was icky and weird but rhys and cas were the same way with their girls and no one said a word.

When az didnt want elain exposed the trove, everyone thought he was being too protective and possessive? but not even a second later, cas said something about "and nesta should?" and no one said a word!

There's a lot of parallels between cas and az but everyone keeps hating azriel. yet cassian was worst! especially with the whole lust thing! if we're being really honest, thats definitely cassian. like did we even read acosf?

They have to be hypocrites otherwise they know what it means. They have to twist every Elriel scene and action because otherwise...

Azriel reacts to Elain in your typical MC fashion romance flags. He feels unworthy? Rhysand did too because of how he acted UTM, Cassian did too because he was a "bastard brute". He's protective? He's always aware of Elain and said she shouldn't be expose to the Trove, not that she couldn’t . He armed her with his own dagger. And Cassian immediately followed up with the same thought of Nesta. And Rhysand was protective of Feyre. I know antis like to point to the Weaver cottage scene and compare it to how Az acted about Gwyn in the BR but we all know it's cope because deep down, they know Azriel should of had a bigger response if their ship had even a small chance of happening. The cottage scene was very much a controlled environment for Rhysand, he was right outside monitoring the situation and the point of the whole thing was to show Feyre she was capable. Let's not forget that the moment Feyre was not in a controlled situation by Rhysand, he freaked the fuck out--like when Velaris was attacked and Feyre defended the Rainbow. Cassian was freaking out over Nesta in the BR. Azriel was not. It's literally something explicitly stated about mates--that they are protective instinctually (Hybern rescue??) and even if not mates, you generally worry about someone you care about. Azriel is too lustful? Feyre told Rhysand she just wanted "fun" and they had heavy sexual innuendo flirting before they were together, Nesta and Cassian were also pretty lust filled and fucking and sucking before discussing their feelings. I don't know where this idea came from that wanting to fuck someone you have feelings for is a bad thing. Azriel is jealous? Rhysand was jealous of Tarquin, Cassian was jealous of Eris. They aren't speaking right now? Rhysand and Feyre didn't speak for months and Feyre almost got married, Cassian and Nesta also didn't speak for months, it's a classic miscommunication trope.

They have to make Azriel into this horrible person when really, he is acting like any other MC towards his love interest. All these aren't even common to SJM, they are common to the genre.

And the kicker is, they don't realize by twisting the narrative they make Azriel into the most unlikeable MC to ever exist. They try so hard to pry him from Elain, they make unviable as a love candidate for ANYONE.

These are typical feelings when you care about someone. All the happy no problem easy banter is what happens when you aren't interested in someone. You aren't as aware of yourself and them because the interest isn't there. When you are into someone, you are hyperaware of them, every mention, every time they are in the room, when they speak--moments we see between Elain and Azriel. How he follows her laughter, the charged glance, how he rushed to be the first to wish her Happy Solstice, how he immediately questions Cassian, what happened to Elain?

We all know that if it wasn't Elain Azriel was having these feelings and reactions towards, no one would blink twice and be screaming from the hilltops about endgame. Cause it is.

#elriel #sjm #acotar #sarah j maas #elain archeron #azriel #pro elriel #ask

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rosy-crow · 4 months ago

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You know it's actually really fucked that Sephiroth was basically in such a state of shock after killing Rosen that the only thing he had the energy to do was to try to retrieve his necklace. And then he just sits there frozen while Glenn chucks his most prized possession right into the fissure. Like hot damn it's no wonder he's so cold in Ep 2. That was like two traumatic events in a row, not even including Glenn leaving him behind

EXACTLY! I think the chibis made it hard for that scene to deliver the level of impact it was going for, but it’s a series of repeated blows to Miniroth’s psyche, yeah??

The choice he has to make with Rosen alone is WAY too big of a responsibility to have thrusted on a kid, but Seph rushed in because he wanted to save his team and hopefully Rosen too.

He was just trying to get them out of there alive and the whole island was sinking right then and there 😭

But then to have to CHOOSE between letting your friends die or killing the last survivor of the race of people you helped destroy? A would-be peer? Another kid your age? A defenseless one that’s asking to die at that? That alone would leave a grown ass adult scarred for life. I think Rosen was Seph’s first kill that wasn’t in self-defense. A complete loss of the remnants of his innocence.

I mean….man. To take that kill….a mercy kill that you didn’t want to initiate…but you did to save your friends…the trolley problem….your mind numb with shock….and then the people, the PERSON, you wanted to save sees the worst and rejects you??

That scene is like watching a kicked puppy get kicked again.

Oh, but wait, the one piece of comfort and hope returned by the planet itself arrives! The IMAGE OF YOUR MOTHER, the link to her existence, your most precious item….it’s there suddenly and you want to crawl to it….

Aaaand it’s gone. Thrown away from you forever. Tossed into the stormy sea like trash by the person you were trying to help in the first place.

You’re left behind by the friends you thought you could stay with. On top of everything else, in spite of every step you took to save them, they left you behind in resentment. They lived yeah, but the cost was severe.

Honestly, I think Seph is being tame compared to how he could act at his age after experiencing that level of mental trauma, especially if you include the preexisting horror of his background. He’s not even lashing out in violence. If anything, he was holding back his fighting in chapter 1…probably because he doesn’t see anything left to fight for.

Buuuut looks like Alissa is changing that 😈

#episode 1 fucked me up bruh #hence why ep 2 is already hard to deal with since it’s basically just STACKING the angst #🥲🥲#asks #mutuals #sephiroth #miniroth #glenn lodbrok #rosen #ever crisis #FS1

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n7punk · 1 month ago

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“In The Great Beyond” Fic Notes: ME1/2

I thought it could never be done, but ITGB is finally going to be done tomorrow! These fic notes are kind of spotty between chapters, but be thankful honestly because for a 28 chapter fic they’re still 10k even with many chapters having no notes. They’re long enough I’m going to split them into two parts: ME1/2 & ME3. This is ME1/2. This one also includes the playlist, while ME3 includes the Original Draft and Epilogue Life. ME3 will go up tomorrow, after Chapter 28 is posted.

Playlist:

I didn’t start compiling a playlist until I was already on ME2 because I intended for this to just be a short fic and was using my generic sci-fi playlist, so when I did make it, it was mostly aimed at ME3 (my intended target for the entire fic) and a bit of ME2.

Downhill — Pom Pom Squad

Reaper — RIELL

World Eater — Ashnikko

Swallow — Harper

PREDATOR — YONAKA

Wildfire — Against the Current

Trust Me — Lola Blanc

ALL THESE KIDS — Emei

Motorbike — Poppy

Crime Scene — Night Club

Oblivion For Two — Mothica

Problems — Hey Violet

10:35 — Tate McRae & Tiesto

Miss possessive — Tate McRae

UH HEY — Sizzy Rocket

IDCIDCIDCIDC — Sizzy Rocket

The Good, The Bad, And The Dirty — Panic! At The Disco (I feel like I have to specific this is about the war and not Catradora lol)

Fighter — The Tech Thieves

Legends Never Dies — Against The Current

Hard To Kill (Danny Rich Remix) — Beth Crowley

Chapter 1:

⦁ Catra of course isn’t the only magicat on all of Earth, but she was guaranteed to be the only one on her street, in her class, in her bootcamp, etc, so why would it matter that there are few others out there?

⦁ The universal translator is just an accepted conceit of this world that works perfectly and instantly translates everything someone hears. Every race is speaking their own language and it’s fine. It is actually visual too I only made it not to bring up the implants that enable non-seraphi to control their biotics lmao.

⦁ A note on my authors note here: see how I very carefully said of the mass effect relays “They were left behind by an extinct galactic empire, same as the Citadel space station.” Implying it’s the First Ones, but actually just saying the same people built the relays and the Citadel.

Chapter 3:

⦁ The “Class” chapter title is pulling triple duty here: Catra’s overall social class as an Earth orphan (especially compared to Glimmer’s), Catra’s rank in the Hierarchy, and Adora’s literal “in-game” class as a biotic (for those unfamiliar with Mass Effect, the different ability types you can select are called a Class in-game)

⦁ Flux might actually be my favorite of the in-game bars across the games even though there’s not much to do there, just aesthetically. I like windows.

⦁ The stars/crickets thing is from a youtube comment on a video of crickets singing where a mom said this is what her son thought stars sounded like.

⦁ Okay so in retrospect, girls don’t respond to Catra’s flirting better when she can make bedroom eyes at them, it’s that her eyes are basically a power symbol and considered extremely attractive. People don’t outright assume she’s part of the royal family, but there’s the nagging thought in the back of their head that certainly spurs on golddiggers and people in general to cater more to her, and even if she isn’t associated it’s just considered an attractive feature in general.

⦁ “Adora tends to find her on the periphery of the larger rooms” she’s spending time with you in a deniable way dumbass.

⦁ This chapter actually got written during the (final) Chapter 6 because as I said: I couldn’t stop coming up with more ideas so I circled back around.

Chapter 4:

⦁ Tbqh I forgot that the Normandy SR1 did have a private captain’s cabin because it was very different from the one on V2, but I decided to keep it like this even after I realized because I wanted to do this scene and I thought it was more interesting if Catra’s apartment was the only private housing Adora had experienced for later.

⦁ Catra wants to stay in her apartment that night because she’s being painfully reminded of the fact she doesn’t know she can trust the Alliance — on the other hand, she continues to work with them because she doesn’t want to leave Adora vulnerable either.

⦁ The human biotics study mentioned here involved testing of what would eventually become Adora’s L5x.

⦁ The funniest shit the ME devs every did was the shifty-looking cow. Why did they do that. They didn’t have to. It was probably a significant amount of work for them to code that, for an easter egg I bet less than .5% of the player base has even noticed they’re experiencing. I never noticed it until I saw it on the wiki and looked for it!

Chapter 5:

⦁ Catra was not deep asleep, she was purring for Adora to help her sleep.

⦁ I decided who could and couldn’t be biotic based on two things: physical limitations, in-game rarity, and logic. Twiggets can’t be biotic because they’re literally an entire different cell system from the building blocks of life. Scorpioni can’t be biotic because their healing factor/immune system is so good it clears out the contamination if it’s at any level less than lethal — this high healing rate is designed as an equivalency to the wild way krogans are set up biologically with redundant organs and such since, being the same body blueprint as humans, scorpioni don’t really have anywhere to be storing a fat hump to last them months. Turian biotics are so rare I think there’s literally only two in the whole series? And to my knowledge there’s no explanation for why that is, so magicats have the opposite problem from krogan, they have extremely low eezo tolerance and it acts cancerous within their bodies because it’s so easy for it to spread. This also served the purpose of enabling Catra’s biotic storyline, but it started from the turian base point.

⦁ Catra should have accepted the extra hand steadying Adora, but she did not want Glimmer touching her anymore.

⦁ The games before the final battle: sex scene. Catradora before the final battle: fine I guess we can have one (1) emotional conversation that acknowledges we don’t hate each other.

⦁ I find their will-they won’t-they in this fic hilarious because in the world of Mass Effect, it’s perfectly normal to only be attracted to certain species, with the most common being just your own, of course. And that makes sense, you’ve evolved for thousands of years to find your species attractive, but of course there are alienfuckers even now, the more people are born/socialized around other species the more likely they are to find them attractive, and a lot of the species for this fic look similar on the surface level (versus ME where almost all the species are rather different in appearance) so there’s a lot more people attracted to a wider range. Adora, having no increased senses aside from Dumbass Intuition™️, has convinced herself that Catra is not attracted to humans. No tails, no fur, no cute little ears to pull :( And of course she’s convinced of this because she has never seen Catra express interest in anyone (else) — until she does and it’s only magicats — and she thinks Catra 100% knows about her feelings so she would have at least responded more positively to Adora’s flirting by now. If she doesn’t like it just because she isn’t “capable” of liking it but she finds Adora just fine, it explains her neutrality to Adora’s flirting with some occasional goading. Catra thinks Adora might have a magicat fetish and doesn’t actually love her because she never makes a move — the things Adora classifies as moves are laughable — so while she is aware Adora is attracted to her, she has decided that’s all she is and she refuses to reclassify any of her evidence, so when she does occasionally think Adora is flirting with genuine intent, she gets flustered, which Adora interprets as her shutting her down. Catra only really flirts with other magicats because she isn’t invested at all and any human she’ll feel like she’s settling for Adora with. Magicats have emotional distance while also being most likely to accept her advances.

⦁ Honestly I think I forgot how quickly they learn that Sovereign is a Reaper in the game but whatever, it wicked doesn’t matter, one line of exposition and they’re fighting Reapers now lol

Chapter 6:

⦁ Forgotten Ones is a Dragon Age reference — and probably the antagonists in the next game tbh.

⦁ Catra was actually in the car but she was in a cradle with a gravity regulator that successfully cushioned and saved her (same tech used to keep Adora's figurines from tipping over).

⦁ Catra’s starting rank in the Primavera line is because Cassandra Pentaghast in DA:I is the seventy-eighth in line of the Nevarran throne, another one of Meta’s suggestions that was too funny to ignore.

Chapter 7:

⦁ A couple chapters into ME2, I saw the fic description and realized it really only applied to ME1, so I decided to use chapter summaries (a rare thing for me) just to intro the different games on their starting chapters and went back to add ME2’s retroactively, but at the same time I wrote Mass Effect 3’s summary because I knew Exactly where I was going with it.

⦁ OK so Adora is a Vanguard in ME1 but as of ME2 her powers have been amplified to the point she’s an Adept.

⦁ I don’t remember if it’s actually canon that Shepard’s implant gets upgraded when they die or my headcanon? I ran into that a lot when writing this, because even not finding it on my last playthrough doesn’t mean anything because I could have just missed it with all the side conversations and missions, or straight up forgotten. Anyway, my philosophy with all that was to use my headcanon regardless.

⦁ This mission I think shows my philosophy around the game’s plot. I included this mission because 1) the game did nail it being a good introduction to the time skip/plot and 2) I needed to. Yknow. Include the fact Adora died since it ends up becoming such a big part of the plot. Summarizing this mission off-screen would have been messy. When I wrote it, however, I changed stuff around and streamlined it. There’s no Wilson in this one, they never find out who exactly hacked the bots because they die to them before they can reach the security office. Also 3) I love angst. Of course, in ME3 it will become the (correct) theory that a rival Eternia cell decided to sabotage Adora’s resurrection because they wanted a puppet rather than a pro-alien hero, and this traitor was essentially Brooks, they just never figure out who it was.

⦁ Shadow Weaver is so pushy with Adora here because she knows confrontation is a big motivator for her from reading her file.

⦁ Okay so Bow and Entrapta “working” of Eternia. For Bow, he’s standing in for Jacob, because I didn’t really see the need to have another Jacob stand-in, so Bow just ends up filling the role of “(ex-)Alliance soldier man” in every game even if those canonically go from Kaidan, to Jacob, back to Kaidan. However, he’s primarily here to be Adora’s tether and to assure her that no, she’s not a clone, he fucking knows. He never technically worked for Eternia, isn’t on their payroll, and has never been anywhere but the station they rebuilt her on. Living at that station, all his needs were provided for, but legally he just dropped off the map for two years and is officially MIA, quietly presumed abducted or assassinated within the Alliance, either by the geth or the Shadow Broker since it’s known they were expressing interest in Adora and her team. For Entrapta, she’s filling in for Joker (and later Mordin, but-) and she’s obviously the intended final pilot of the Normandy. I genuinely don’t remember if Joker joining Eternia was justified. Like, he said he signed up because the Alliance grounded him, but why tf did they do that when he was like, their most talented pilot, and why did he think signing on to a terrorist was a good idea unless he knew they had Shepard’s body the whole time and was hoping to keep an eye on her from afar like I have Bow doing. IDK maybe he does explain it in convo and I don’t remember it, but REGARDLESS- For Entrapta, she’s the one who discovered Eternia’s plan in the first place through hacking, and she agreed with the plan her, Bow, and Glimmer formed for Bow to stay with Adora. Unlike Joker, it took a bit more convincing to recruit her due to the, y’know, alien thing, but she could actually be of use with building the ship, so she knew about it right away. She never flew any missions for them. She instead spent the last two years helping design, build, and test the Normandy SR2 and Darla. At some point she kind of forgot who she was working for, honestly, Shadow Weaver was really careful with who she let work with/on Adora and Entrapta to help them have as positive of an image of Eternia as possible because she was hoping to recruit Adora even beyond this mission once it was done, even if she doesn’t like aliens herself.

⦁ Entrapta says “half” of Adora’s friends were missing because Catra and Glimmer were legit gone to a concerning degree, and Perfuma was an unknown even if that wasn’t a cause for concern given they knew she went back to the Migrant Fleel. The only ones that were 100% nailed down were Bow and Entrapta (obviously) and Scorpia (they have a few informants on Tuchanka that are willing to spy for a fee even if it’s for Eternia)

⦁ I had a lot of fun “re-using” certain chapter titles so they iterated across games, “Cross-species Collaboration” and “Eternia” being the only ones that are used in all 3 but ones like “Class”, “the Citadel”, “Omega”, and “Reapers” being used for two games.

Chapter 8:

⦁ Collecting some Horde/Collector tech on Omega was my sub for the mission recruiting Mordin since, y’know, s/he’s already flying the ship lol.

⦁ “Project Skyllian” is a reference to the Skyllian Blitz (in-game) and was a policy retaliation for the attack on the human colony (in-fic).

⦁ Mara starts off defending Eternia here because it’s how she internally deals with working for an organization she knows is deeply bad but feels trapped in.

⦁ Despite getting to know her as well as possible without being able to talk to her, Mara “expected” Adora to be more eloquent due to somewhat mythologizing her the longer that the project went on.

⦁ The SR2 during the Cerberus era in the games only had a single pilot seat since EDI was supposed to take over the functions of a second, but that’s kinda stupid and they then had to put in a second chair for her platform in the third game, so I just included it from the start.

⦁ Okay Archangel is a weird name for Garrus to take right? Like that’s not just me. The only way it makes sense to me is if he and Ashley got to talking about religion down in the vehicle bay back on the SR1 and it stuck with him, and then he used a “human” name to honor Shepard during ME2, though it could have also offered good cover. And sure it could just be a translation thing, but what a weird translation. In this case, it’s a profoundly human thing Catra took because she grew up on Earth and spends most of her time with humans. She doesn’t give a shit about the religious aspect of it, but angels are certainly a topic of conversation whenever the naming of the seraphi comes up, so she’s aware of it and decided to take it as a way to torment everyone, herself included!

⦁ Double Trouble does like Catra and they’re disappointed she’s been caught, but they weren’t decided on interfering when Adora walked in because, well, they knew this was what she wanted. It’s a lot of work to go to to save someone’s life and risk their own reputation and “goodwill” just for someone who’s going to put a gun to her own head. They were upset about it, but at the moment they were on the indecisive edge of letting it happen, and then Adora walked in and solved their problem for them.

Chapter 9:

⦁ Garrus taking a rocket launcher to the face is iconic and he looks good with the scarring but I decided not to do it for three reasons: 1) this would bald the fur on Catra’s face. No, 2) it doesn’t necessarily add anything to the story and Catra had other (mental) health struggles to get through, 3) including the gunship fight off screen would have just complicated things unnecessarily considering it’s not leading fun boss gameplay for the reader, so Bow was just more successful at sabotaging the gunship than Shepard which let’s be real, makes sense. Adora was just the distraction.

⦁ So Catra’s mission was bullshit from the start. She didn’t pick up a gun for noble reasons, she did it because she had nothing to live for so who cared if she invited retaliation from the largest crime syndicates in the Terminus Systems, she’ll go out fighting. She could never do anything less. The fact it’s a “noble cause” is an excuse both to herself and others. If they ever did find and identify her body, word would make it back to her friends that she died trying to make a difference and not wandering over rooftops half feral. She didn’t “slip up” when they tailed her, she had just been doing this so long that being careful was a lagging priority. She was dead on her feet. She was ready for it to be over. The pain had plateaued and wasn’t getting better. At the same time, she could never let anyone say they killed her easy, she’s better than that and she’s better than this, even, so she just kept moving.

⦁ “Catra needs her with her shit together” totallyyyyyyyy isn’t “Catra has gotten very close with this commanding stranger while I’ve been gone and I need to be able to replace them”.

⦁ For me, personally, my ME1 and ME3 Shepard are mostly paragon but she goes through a renegade phase in ME2 because she’s really pushed to her limit. For Adora, that doesn’t quite happen, but lowkey she has no spoons left so her patience in nonexistent and she’s acting out a bit.

⦁ Melog’s pronouns became a topic of conversation in the Flex server because Catra refers to them with it/its in their first scene. I always read this as Catra freaking out about an alien animal invading her brain and not Melog immediately beaming its preferred pronouns into her head, but I’m absolutely not going to say anyone is wrong to use it/its, it’s just why I personally use they/them usually. Because of that though, I decided to go with it/its in this fic.

⦁ DT (kind of) took Catra under their wing because they saw her spinning out and stirring up trouble and was interested what would happen if they actually gave her more resources to blow the station up with. They didn’t give a shit about her “cause” and could tell she didn’t either, they just found her interesting, so they enabled their continued entertainment. After Catra spent so much time at Afterlife, they are fond of her but would never tell anyone that. They know Catra is just killing time by killing crime and downing shots waiting for the clock to run out, but DT’s “not-support” gave her a bit of an emotional tether to try a little harder to go undetected and make it last.

⦁ “"I helped her secure housing, and I gave her some names that fit her requirements every now and then, but she has always been independent.” When they say the final word, they make eye contact with Adora and curve their smile in a way that makes her skin itch to do something” This is DT taunting Adora with the fact Catra was always “independent” and they were never together. Said taunting wasn’t needed because Adora is already seethingly jealous :)

⦁ Red sand is a drug in the games that allows some temporary control of biotics without an implant, but comes with nasty side effects.

⦁ ““No one has ever been bored around you,” Catra says, and she says it like an insult. Adora doesn’t know, it’s kind of boring to watch her and Double Trouble flirt and she’s getting annoyed.” Adora knows that Catra is insulting when she’s affectionate which is why this got under her skin so much compared to Double Trouble’s innuendos.

Chapter 10:

⦁ In her two years of “solitude”, Catra gave in to more of her magicat behaviors she had to learn to hold in on Earth. Adora doesn’t notice it too much because Catra was always relaxed around her in private, but things like her chittering to Melog in the middle of a fight never would have happened two years before. When she didn’t really interact socially outside of occasionally going to a bar, she kind of lost some of the rules of socialization in general, which included the arbitrary limits from when she was on Earth. She then went to the SR2, where she not only didn’t give a shit what the crew thought, but actively wanted to throw her alienness in their face even if Shadow Weaver was right that she picked a tolerant crew, so after a little rehabilitation on the SR2 during the suicide mission, she’s brushed up on social interaction enough without the same human standard limits that clamped on her throat, which ultimately makes her fit in more with magicats, and benefits her role leading up to and during ME3.

⦁ Adora was trying to make her way to rubbing Catra’s scent glands before Catra rolled over and ruined it. Catra has been hesitant to mark her like she was willing to back on Earth or those last few weeks after the battle for the Citadel when she was firmly entrenching herself in the human crew who wouldn’t know better and certainly wouldn’t treat her as royalty, but it’s also an action that always helps Catra calm and Adora really wanted it herself even though she can’t pick it up. A big reason she's not marking her now, though, is because she doesn't trust this to stay.

⦁ For ME fans: Sorry I made you American, Kenneth, but it was perfect to replace Gabriella with Mermista since Jack usually hangs out right there and probably has to listen to them not-flirt all the time.

Chapter 11:

⦁ In the games, Protheans got twisted and more insect-y when they were turned into the collectors. I reblogged that post about Imp’s more bat-like traits than Hordak and tagged it with ITGB because it’s why I decided to take the Reapers’ twisting corruption in that direction for the First Ones considering the living one they find later is Kadroh (Wrong Hordak). The funny thing is I think I found it after I wrote the lines about Adora being worried about growing wings in Chapter 3, so it all came around really well.

⦁ That giant shirt Catra had on back at the Citadel was stolen from her one night stand with one of her scorpioni C-Sec co-workers when she was making bad decisions (always).

⦁ The different interactions between the various races were always the most interesting would building in Mass Effect for me so I had to have this sexual preferences conversation, because it is very different when it’s other species from other planets that have evolved differently.

⦁ To be honest, Catra was slightly weirded out about the joining (and thus seraphi sexually), and then Glimmer happened and the idea of Adora joining with her became a looming “threat” and firmly tipped Catra’s opinion into the negative. If Adora doing a joining was never on the table, she probably would be largely ambivalent, if uninterested, but now she has a bone to pick.

⦁ Shepard being more resistant to alcohol and poisons post-resurrection is a headcanon I’ve always had and I wanted to include it here. The ME1 scene in the bar at the Citadel was entirely to set up this revelation even though Adora being a lightweight is so true it doesn’t really need stage-setting.

⦁ I love the model ships but Adora doesn’t lol

⦁ Catra wasn’t “deflecting” when she said Adora’s eyes were the same, she was saying she always liked them, but Adora is stupid.

⦁ Okay so I almost always romance aliens because why else am I playing the alien game but Samantha Traynor’s romance is insane I always do it when I have the polyamory mod on and the shower scene is iconicccccccc. So I wanted to include a parallel to that, but I of course had to do it before they got together for it to hit the same way, so it had to be mid-ME2, after Catra had processed Adora’s return and before they got together.

Chapter 12:

⦁ For ME fans: Ok tbh I did the Shadow Broker plotline this way because I always found Liara’s ME2 storyline a little weird, especially her dedication to Feron. Like, yes, she wants to protect him and repay the debt, but to want that more than she wants to help Shepard, who she incurred that debt for? IDK, I wanted to do something I would find more interesting and tie more between games without needing to engage in supplemental material to even learn anything about the MacGuffin (Feron) LOL. Also, as I’ve said before, I didn’t want to just “retell” the games, so I wanted to make a new story here and change a lot of the ones that did get included.

⦁ Speaking of gripes with canon, the idea the Broker has such a large force of guards makes no sense. Unless signing on to guard his base is signing on for life and if you want to leave you have to die, someone would have found his base by now, that’s way too many loose ends. And if he never has people come, then he never needs guards, because no one could ever find him. Also the idea there are so many agents there and no one managed to get an intruder call off station that seemed serious enough that the agent(s) who got it just accept “it’s fine we dealt with it” minutes later is a bit hard to believe unless someone has tried this before (in recent memory) and failed — and again, his location would have gotten out before if that was the case. So instead I went with automated security and a few trusted agents coming to make deliveries cuz he does need to. yknow eat and stuff and probably wants a little luxury.

⦁ Glimmer knows Adora and Catra aren’t just sharing from “distrust” regardless of whatever delusions Adora is under. That said while she was on the ship she actually slept in the observation lounge on the couch with Scorpia (who had her own bed tucked into the corner at that point).

⦁ 4013-11-2018 = 40 years (of She-ra) 13/11/2018 (reboot rebut date). I had to look up what info is actually on dog tags for this because the one I have is just the lesbian flag from Too Damn Hot For You lol. Normally dog tags are 9 digits, but I added an extra because it’s been a while and this is Every Nation’s army, not just America, so they’re gonna need a lot of fucking numbers.

⦁ The car crash joke is just the dark funny kind I lowkey built this AU around, but “I’m ready to embrace my fucking bloodline” is also foreshadowing for the next chapter and Catra enabling her biotics.

⦁ “Her hair only gets brushed when Adora asks to do it” girl I wonder why that could be. Like yes at first that wasn’t her top priority but the second she knew she could get Adora to do it? Sealed.

⦁ “She wishes she could see her eyes, could see what her pupils look like” No, you wish you could see if she was looking at your lips, idiot. Which she was.

⦁ Originally they were supposed to get together on the bullet point labeled “suicide fuck” in my outline right before the final ME2 mission, but I just could not fucking stop them here, so I moved that to be their “I love you”s and first time together, while they were kindaaaaaaaa dating for the last few weeks.

⦁ I got minor writer’s block on this chapter because I knew I wanted to do it but when I got to it I couldn’t remember… why. I almost felt like I was doing it because I felt I had to hit the plot point even though I skip Most of them, but obviously I needed to include some segway to Glimmer being the Shadow Broker in ME3, I just couldn’t figure out what the theme for this chapter was or how it was going to tie into anyone else’s character arc, and I had ideas for the other chapters further on that I just wanted to write so I hit this wall with it. I already had the post-defeat scene outlined and in my folders, but I’d written it weeks ago and I just knew for it I hadn’t brought Catra along, which of course makes sense if you’re limited to three people by Game Restrictions but in a fic wouldn’t make as much sense. Meta and I were talking about Glimmer having complicated feelings around Adora because she was “saved” where her mom was lost, but I was just trying to muddy my way through Adora and Catra’s roles and motivations in this chapter, and then I ended up writing that line about Adora not having forgotten what Catra said about wanting to kill her resurrectors and I went oh, here’s the arc. And I’d already written in the previous scene Glimmer wrestling with Bow’s mortality and the suicide mission, only to open my untouched outline of the post-Broker scene to find I’d included it there too and suddenly there was a whole arc about Glimmer and Bow’s growth with each other, Adora and Catra settling the lingering feelings around Adora’s resurrection (I also had Adora finding the dogtags as a single bulletpoint in the outline), and Catra coming to realize some of the anxiety Bow went through and making up with him formally.

Chapter 13:

⦁ Shadow Weaver corrected that the Horde baited Adora not because she was wrong, but because she knew Adora could be more easily manipulated into letting go that she personally made a mistake than anyone else daring to fuck with her crew. Unfortunately for her Adora has done a good job of gathering what she can of her old crew and she’s a lot harder to manipulate than “usual”.

⦁ Catra was talking with Entrapta about the nanobots when Adora walked in on them, which is why they were both being weird, although Entrapta’s weird doesn’t really register for Adora. Catra walking in and immediately rushing into that conversation when she knew she had a small window is why Entrapta hadn’t had time to tell her about the galaxy map thing, but Catra’s new proposal was exciting too, so she was happy to talk about it. Catra got her to agree not to tell Adora by saying Adora would stop them (correct, or at least try) and then she wouldn’t get to do the experiment :( The discussion of the eezo is also the reason Catra says she “already” has a headache and she’s the one giving Adora a headache as well just from her own stress and displeasure.

⦁ Catra went from giving Adora migraines to solving them. Melog’s old owner could never.

⦁ The UV room is what Adora and Scorpia were setting up in Chapter 12 before Glimmer interrupted them.

⦁ The Hierarchy is actually the only government entity among the “main” races that explicitly forbids other races from joining, which isn’t considered a bigotry against other races thing, because it’s rather a symptom of how they hold ranks for all magicats, even the ones who never want to “join” the Hierarchy and live out on other worlds under other citizenships. Non-magicats are welcome to live and work on magicat worlds, they just can’t join their rank system and are considered “consultants” rather than holding an actual rank in the Hierarchy. Entrapta, for instance, is not part of the Hierarchy but can still have a highly specialized title that equates to the old doctor’s rank and be compensated and respected the same way.

Chapter 14:

⦁ Sovereign is of course a reference to Prime’s actual name in canon.

Chapter 15:

⦁ You’ll notice the Batarian mission never came up. This is because I hate it. Not like, for the story it serves, I just don’t like playing it, and it is an optional DLC, so in this ‘verse it just didn’t happen, much like it never happened in all my original ME2 playthroughs because I didn’t have the DLC until the Legendary Edition, and Adora and Bow needed to be tried for working with Eternia/terrorists anyway (and Bow for desertion).

[Chapter 27 spoilers below]

⦁ “I promise the climax of ME3 will make more of an appearance I just have nothing to say about the Suicide Mission except they shoot things a lot lmao” <- Little did you know I was talking about Catra screaming at the old Primavera for having the audacity to die on her.

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Only Friends: They Can't Sit With Me

I’ve been trying to find the words to express my consternation about Only Friends properly for weeks. Now that we’ve finished the show, I think I can say it plainly: The show just isn’t that deep, and the characters are unintentionally some of the worst gays you know. They can't sit with me and mine.

In so many ways this show avoided saying much for most of its runtime by just presenting the characters and putting them in situations. This would generally have been fine until the final episodes where the push to marry off the characters within their actor pairs coupled with the decision to punish Boston exclusively for any of the wrongs he had committed this season.

I hate feeling like I must defend Boston, because he was not a good friend to his squad. He introduced Top to their group just to fuck with Ray of all people for some reason. Then he got jealous when Top took a shine to Mew. He fired Ray at Top and Mew, and misrepresented a video he took of them to get Top to hook up with him one more time. (As a note, I also hold responsible for his decision to fuck around with Boston and withhold that information from Mew as well, but we’ll get there.) However, Boston is one of the only people in this show not using sex as leverage over the person he’s with or hounding people about putting out.

I hate that this show kept comparing other characters to Boston when Ray is fucking around with Sand while he’s seeing Mew. Top and Mew are playing their little stupid games about sex the whole time. Nick is pretending to be okay about stuff that he isn’t and using a sex tape as blackmail. Boston becomes the victim of blackmail and revenge porn in this show! Why is he the one who deserves to be punished for anything wrong that he did exclusively while everyone else is in “happy friend land” at the end of this show?

Also, what the fuck was the point of Boeing? They introduced Boeing as like a final boss but he revealed NOTHING about any of the characters, especially Top! Force did such a thankless and difficult job in this show only to get stuck in an enigmatic character that we can never get a secure read for. Boeing showed up and seemed like he was more of all of them, and we learned nothing because of his intrusion, and he gets rejected in the most perfunctory way possible as the final source of drama. Disappointing.

As I reflect on this show, I wish it had been episodic instead of a serial. The problem Only Friends has is that in the end it becomes a single story that took 12 weeks to tell. All this drama was so aggravating because these homos DO NOT have each other’s backs. Mew helps Boston out of a sticky situation just so he can be morally superior to Boston. Top helps Ray out of a situation and many of us thought that Top could have been the one who called the cops on the party! Cheum decides to castigate Ray AS HE’S BEING ARRESTED FOR DRUG POSSESSION. Cheum accuses Boston of assaulting her brother under false pretenses, never offers him a real apology, and then thinks that Boston should abase himself before the group at the end. If this show had been episodic, each episode could have been about a gay issue within this group and resolved itself within the episode while continuing larger arcs.

I feel like the angst between Boston and Mew went to waste. Why are they jealous of each other? Why didn’t they hate fuck? Mew is a virgin and Top was his first time. Why did we not unpack how Mew views himself after having sex for the first time? He had been holding out for so long and we never spend time with him really understanding how sex impacted him. Why wouldn’t he touch Ray at that point? Sure, he was never into Ray that way, but what is the core of his sexual preciousness?

This show spent the entire final episode taking a victory lap around Boston losing everything and celebrating these dysfunctional ass couples getting together, only to end on a scene of Mew being interested in Mix’s character as Top looks on worried. What a terrible place to end. We never understood Mew’s thing about sex and especially Top. We never understood Top. After dunking on Boston one final time, we end on Mew wanting to flirt with someone else? Terrible.

These people are still young, but this is not what community looks like. These characters are mean to each other in a way that makes me really worry about the shit that this queer team had suffered as they came of age and entered the scene. I believe in queer community. I believe in helping the people in our spaces even if I don’t like them personally. Even at their worst in Queer as Folk, those guys and gals had each other’s backs. Where was that energy here?

They are truly terrible friends. In so many ways, I was grossed out about the way a bunch of homos turned on the slut in their group only to end the show on a game of spin the fucking bottle where they made Sand make out with Top. It feels so weird that a group of queer people essentially ostracized one of their own for failure to conform with monogamous norms. NOT A SLAY.

Beyond that, I feel like most of the cast didn’t even get to play against type! Khaotung playing drunk so consistently was impressive, but he’s always been a pretty, rich, shit stirrer in most of his roles. First is always a grumpy simp. Book is always the virgin. Force got to be a jerk in a really fun way, but we never understood the interiority of his character. Mark and Neo got to do different stuff, and I really hope Neo gets an award for the way he fully embodied Boston.

I had a lot of hope for this show, but in the end, it will just be remembered as an amusing romp that fell flat in the back half for me. With that, I am done with Only Friends, and hoping to be done with GMMTV in a while, honestly. Between this, Hidden Agenda, Dangerous Romance, and a Boss and a Babe, I’m quite over it.

We wrote so much about this show trying to mine depth from it and the well was too shallow. It’s alright for us to admit that this show wasn’t that deep. We can admit that it was just a lot of fun for a few months. “This show is fun” (read: easy to fap to) and “This show is good” can form a Venn diagram, but that is not a circle. You gotta know when to fold ‘em.

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hollowed-theory-hall · 1 year ago

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Hey I have a question for you if you ever end up writing more meta on wandlore. In book 7 Harry's wand spits flames at Voldemort. The explanation we're given is that it imbibed some of his powers in the graveyard. The problem is it didn't react to him like this when Harry faced him in book 5. I think this is just a plot hole on JKR's part but from an in-universe POV do you have thoughts on what could have caused this? Only thing I can think of is either that Voldemort briefly possessing Harry in book 5 further linked them and/or that in book 5 Harry didn't even try to defend himself because he was taken by surprise and thus didn't try to do anything before Dumbledore intervened. Interesting to hear your ideas.

Hi!

This is a really fun ask, I love me some wandlore! That and one of my favorite pastimes is solving JKR magical plot holes by figuring out the magical theory she didn't think all the way through.

So, the first thing I did was compare the two scenes you mentioned. This is the one from book 5:

“I have nothing more to say to you, Potter,” he said quietly. “You have irked me too often, for too long. AVADA KEDAVRA!” Harry had not even opened his mouth to resist. His mind was blank, his wand pointing uselessly at the floor.

(OotP, 813)

This is the one from book 7:

It was over: He could not see or hear where Voldemort was; he glimpsed another Death Eater swooping out of the way and heard, “Avada—” As the pain from Harry’s scar forced his eyes shut, his wand acted of its own accord. He felt it drag his hand around like some great magnet, saw a spurt of golden fire through his half-closed eyelids, heard a crack and a scream of fury. the remaining Death Eater yelled; Voldemort screamed, “No!”

(DH, 58)

Now, honestly, you're right, if the magic imbued Harry's wand in the graveyard I'd expect it to react to the killing curse Voldemort casts in book 5 the same as it did in book 7. And clearly, it does not. Even when it's the same situation, same spell, same enemy, Harry can't defend himself (if for different reasons). In both, his wand isn't even aimed at Voldemort at first at all.

So, I started wondering what is different between the scenes. Clearly, the situation is almost identical, so what difference could affect how Harry's wand reacts?

And then it hit me: Voldemort's wand.

In the first scene, in book 5, Voldemort is using his own wand, yaw and phoenix feather, brother wand to Harry. In the scene in book 7, the wand Voldemort uses is Lucius'.

So, my theory is that Harry's wand reacted differently because Voldemort wasn't carrying its brother, but a different wand.

So, with this in mind, let's try to explain what Harry's wand is doing and why.

The explanation we get in the books is that the Piori Incantatum in the graveyard essentially "charged" Harry's wand against Voldemort specifically:

“I believe that your wand imbibed some of the power and qualities of Voldemort’s wand that night, which is to say that it contained a little of Voldemort himself. So your wand recognized him when he pursued you, recognized a man who was both kin and mortal enemy, and it regurgitated some of his own magic against him, magic much more powerful than anything Lucius’s wand had ever performed. Your wand now contained the power of your enormous courage and of Voldemort’s own deadly skill: What chance did that poor stick of Lucius Malfoy’s stand?”

(DH, 600)

But I already mentioned here, that I don't think this scene is the real Dumbledore. So, I'm not sure how much faith can be placed in this explanation, especially since when Voldemort carried the brother wand, Harry's wand didn't shoot out golden flames.

(As an aside, I don't think wands can sponge up magic like that at all...)

But I think Harry's subconscious is right about the flames resulting from the multitude of magical connections between Voldemort and Harry. After the graveyard, they are, like, crazy magically connected. We've got:

Soul - Harry has a piece of Voldy's soul because he's a Horcrux

Blood (spirit) - Voldemort used Harry's blood in his resurrection ritual so their lives are bound to each other.

Magic - wands share a core.

And I'm going to forgo talking about the prophecy for this, but it's kind of bonkers how many layers of magic are binding them. And I think this is the key to it all.

So, essentially you have two wizards, that for the intent and purposes of magic, are as close as kin as possible. By soul and spirit, they are an extension of each other. So certain magic (like Lily's blood protection that is based on blood) probably sees Voldemort as an extension of Harry or vice versa. But they are not the same, as Dumbledore said in OotP: "but in essence divided", and other magic can recognize that (like the Elder Wand).

And the wands know this. Voldemort's yaw wand and Harry's holly wand are referred to as brothers, and I think that name is quite telling. Brother wands don't seem to want to fight each other, they share a core so they aren't meant to turn on each other, they are kin, extensions of each other. This is why the Priori Incantatum happened in the graveyard — to stop them from fighting. And if Harry cast a spell in the ministry in OotP, it would've happened again.

I think that first Priori Incantatum did change something and mattered for what happened in book 7. It basically was like an introduction. Afterwards, Harry's wand can recognize Voldemort, his magic, and his wand.

What I think happened with Lucius' wand is not far from Harry's subconscious explanation. The wand recognized Voldemort as Harry's kin, an extension of Harry himself, but he was carrying an unfamiliar wand - an enemy wand. I think the combination of kin with an unfamiliar wand is what caused it. Kind of like a jealous sort of "Harry isn't supposed to be with another wand". The yaw wand was fine because it shared the same core, the wands are connected just like Voldemort and Harry, so the brother wand wouldn't register as a threat.

For the holly wand, being attacked by an extension of Harry with an unfamiliar wand, felt off. Wrong. The magic felt wrong like it was 3 inches too far to the left. And I think that's what it reacted to. To the sense of wrongness that comes with seeing a familiar person somewhere, they really shouldn't be. This whiplash, I think, is what registered as a threat to the holly wand.

We know some wands can be sentient to this degree. Sycamore wands, burst into flames when they get 'bored':

It is a quirk of these handsome wands that they may combust if allowed to become ‘bored’, and many witches and wizards, settling down into middle age, are disconcerted to find their trusty wand bursting into flame in their hand as they ask it, one more time, to fetch their slippers.

(from Pottermore)

Hazel wands die with their masters:

so devoted to its owner that it often ‘wilts’ (which is to say, it expels all its magic and refuses to perform, often necessitating the extraction of the core and its insertion into another casing, if the wand is still required) at the end of its master’s life

(from Pottermore)

So I think it's completely in line with what we know about wands that Harry's wand would get protective when something in Voldemort's magic feels off due to the unfamiliar wand. On the same page about wand woods holly wands are said to be very volatile and protective, so the behavior fits its personality. I think Harry's wand is protective of him and acts up to protect him when it recognizes it needs to. Voldemort and Harry's connection along with Voldemort using a different wand registered to the holly wand as a threat it needs to protect against.

TL;DR

Harry's wand recognized Voldemort as a kin of Harry. Voldemort's wand is its own kin, and therefore not a threat in OotP. The moment Voldemort, whom Harry's wand now recognizes, used an unfamiliar wand (Lucius' wand) Harry's wand registered him and the unfamiliar wand as a threat and reacted to protect Harry. The magic flames shot out were its own, not Voldemort's sponged-up magic.

At least, that's my theory.

#asks #iamnmbr3 #hp #harry potter #wandlore #wizarding world #hollowedtheory #hp meta #harry potter meta #harry james potter #voldemort #hp theory #harry potter theory #hp magical theory

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jadeazora · 2 years ago

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A bit of review/overall thoughts for the Teal Mask.

Overall, a much better attempt compared to DLC1 of SwSh. The Isle of Armor was pretty cool, but the storyline was pretty bland overall. I found the story much more engaging here, especially when we get the true story of what happened between the "Loyal" Three and Ogerpon.

Speaking of the new Legendaries, the L3 are interesting with how much intelligence they show (from knowing how valuable the masks are and traveling across regions to get to Kitakami to clearly planning their revenge on Ogerpon right in front of you and Carmine) and how they might have been corrupted by the Toxic Chain. Ogerpon is also really cute with how much personality she shows. I feel SV really did a great job with bonding us with our Legendary partners overall.

Also with the Loyal Three, there's a number of interesting guesses about how they came back to life. My initial assumption was that it was something like them feeding on Kieran's anger and resentment to reawaken themselves, but there's also the theories that he was possessed by the Toxic Chain (we do see a purple glow travel up his arm during the scene if you pay very close attention, so it's possible this is where he would be possessed) and the rumors of the crystals from the Crystal Pool possibly bringing the dead back to life, since Carmine mentions a rumor where people have met those who have passed away there, and Kieran was hanging around with the Mask that had been imbued with those crystals.

(As an aside, SV has very much of a corrupted wishes vibe, from the Professor and their vision of a utopia would cause an ecological disaster to Paldea, to the Loyal Three wishing for beauty/power/intelligence when they made contact with the Toxic Chain at the possible cost of their morality, and how Kieran wishes to become stronger than the player but falls into his obsession at the end.)

Honestly, Kieran's launched himself into being one of my favorite rivals with the game seemingly building him up as a problem for the Indigo Disk storyline, but it's neat how the siblings undergo a complete reversal with how they view the protagonist. He's also a pretty decent challenge, with a fully-evolved team of six in the low-mid Lv70s all packing held items. (If you're doing this after you completed the main story of SV.) He puts up a much better fight than Geeta does, for sure, and I hope he gets to meet your base-game rivals in the next storyline.

Carmine is also really fun, especially when she starts warming up to us, but I do hope she gets called out for her earlier treatment of her brother, and how she started this whole mess by lying to him. Like, I don't think he would have felt left out by us just randomly running into Ogerpon. We thought it was a child until it dropped its mask, we could have just explained that to him. We're the new kid, how would we know any better or what the ogre looks like? I guess she might have been worried that two little kids would just climb up this dangerous mountain at night, but it still lead to more problems.

I loved Perrin's sidequest too, and hope we see her again in the Indigo Disk! Bloodmoon Ursaluna is so cool (already one of my fave Gen9 Pokemon and regional variants), and can actually give you a pretty fierce battle if you go in with a new team.

Kitakami still feels a little empty imo, just like the base game, but there's a good amount of small caves that sometimes have rare Pokemon inside, and places like the Chilling Waterhead that I wouldn't even know was there if not for Fezandipiti. Some other areas are also visually cool, like the Crystal Pool (interesting to see those crystals from Area Zero are showing up in other regions as well) and the Fellhorn Gorge.

I'm really excited for the Indigo Disk now, like full-on brainrot mode rn, and feel the Teal Mask really does a pretty good job of building up the second part of the DLC with all the little teasers we get. (In comparison, SwSh's DLC felt more separate between the two halves.) I feel they haven't shown much of the story aside (from the BB League/battling stuff), so things are probably going to get pretty crazy, especially with certain things the datamine has given us, in Pt2, and I really can't wait to see what happens next!

#pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon sv #pokemon sv spoilers #pokemon sv dlc #pokemon kieran #rival kieran #rival carmine #pokemon carmine #loyal three #fezandipiti #munkidori #okidogi #the teal mask #the hidden treasure of area zero #ogerpon

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calciumcryptid · 8 months ago

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Love in the Air: Koi no Yokan First Episode Thoughts

Instantly, I prefer the Japanese version of the races. It feels a lot more gritty and illegal than in the Thai version. Compared to Thai productions, Japanese productions come across as more gritty and less clean. This is an immediate benefit, especially for Arashi (Phayu) whose hair is a lot more messy.

This is a small thing but I kind of like that Kai (Sky) is visibly more nervous than in the Thai version. Sure, he is a confident guy but the races hold a lot of trauma for him. Plus, I like the little shaky voice cracks when he is chasing after Rei (Rain), a lot more exasperation mixed with his knowledge and fear.

PhayuRain retains the better first meeting, because holding an umbrella over a kind citizen when it is raining despite being caught in the downpour is a lot more sweet than simply holding your phone flashlight and it then later starts raining. I am interested to know more about that particular decision.

Unfortunately, nothing is going to beat the original title sequence. Though I do like the opening song for Koi no Yokan.

Once again, Kai's exasperation comes across as well as Sky's, though, if I may get controversial, I do think Rei and Kai's friendship is a smidge better than Rain and Sky's. There are scenes in the original Thai version that makes me wonder why Sky and Rain are friends in the first place while Rei and Kai get to be more playful.

Glad to see Rei doesn't say anything overtly homophobic, and instead his comment about Rinka's (Ple) brother is played more as an awkwardly landed joke.

Rei's montage at failing to woo Rinka is a nice little bonus.

Is Kai at the gathering? I want to say yes, which is a nice change.

Showing Arashi overtly seeing Rei's car is a nice touch.

All those think pieces about Phayu testing Rain for submissiveness make more sense with Arashi and Rei.

They cut out the bisexual line. :/ I am not surprised though.

They cut out the victim-blaming, sort of, which is a win. Admittedly, it is less horrible because it is clearer how Arashi misconstrued Rei's intentions.

I love the implication Rei has morning wood.

There is the underlying possessiveness I know and love in my Japanese boys love!

Love in the Air benefits heavily from the shorten runtime. While I like fluff, there are certain scenes that come across better when viewed in rapid succession rather than with time between. Such as the events of the first episode.

In conclusion, I have enjoyed the Japanese version more so far, but this aligns with my prediction that I'll enjoy ArashiRain more than PhayuRain. It will be a while to see if my prediction I'll enjoy PrapaiSky more than FumaKai will hold.

#love in the air: koi no yokan #love in the air japan

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Mind Over Magic

Crocker stuffing the cafeteria ceiling full of Fs...

So funny that A.J.'s reaction to Timmy getting answers right on a quiz is that he's lucky and Chester just assumes Timmy cheated somehow.

Wanda really has no filter... She'll just call her godchild a jerk with no hesitation. lmao.

I love Veronica's crush on Timmy.

Elmer has life so freakin' rough. There's just one kid in this class who's inexplicably possessed... incredible. <- Has a sudden urge to binge "Never Had a Friend Like Me" again.

I totally forgot Crocker knows about Elmer's mind control situation (or at least, we know Elmer asked him about it and Crocker promised to help him).

Wanda holding an entire armful of candy while Timmy gets only one piece... lol.

Hard Copy

Remembering how afraid Cosmo is of the doctor... Me glancing awkwardly at my 'fics like "Yeah, that tracks."

Cracks me up that Wanda and Juandissimo have an ongoing relationship of her using him "as bait." That's just what they are and he will play along every time... They are so funny.

This is such a good episode for Wanda... All the magical mistakes and poor choices in this episode are hers. I like when she pulls a jar of jam from the copier and starts eating it, completely forgetting what Timmy asked for... or when she and Timmy eat cake instead of solving the magical mishap affecting them. Very Season 7-esque when they have a tea party while Cosmo's gone ("Super Zero").

RIP Flipsie's indoctrination into a life of crime.

Parenthoods

Still so funny that Cosmo loves Canada in this episode and then in Season 7, you learn he's convinced his brother invented Canada.

I want Hazel to meet Schnozmo so bad...

Every time Mr. Turner calls his wife nicknames like Snugglebutt I lose my mind. Man just loves fawning over his wife.

Lol, there's a scene in Frayed Knots I wrote years ago that we're almost upon, and it draws directly from this episode (Anti-Wanda convinced the Anti-Fairy legal system will see her through).

Timmy has some really cute body language in this episode.

Honestly, this is one of my favorite episodes- it's just so silly and cute. Good use of magic and shapeshifting, lots of fun jokes like magic bending the fabric of the world like a map (or Timmy trying to assist with a theft).

-> I have a draft somewhere where I note down odd things that aren't against Da Rules, and I think "Assisting with crime" is one I need to add.

THERE THEY ARE! Cosmo and Wanda turn into rats at the end of this episode, and I think that's the shape of the rat I saw during my first watch of "1500 Minutes of Fame" and wondered if I'd seen it before. I'll have to compare these sometime.

The Big Superhero Wish

I have a soft spot for "Big Superhero Wish" because it's one of the first episodes I ever saw (during a visit to a pizza place when the sound was muted).

-> I think it's a fun one in the way it looks at relationships between random schoolkids (Especially Veronica). I also enjoy how Chester gets to chew through matter in this episode and then when you get to Season 5, he's trying to chew his way out of the F.U.N. Academy with the same "Munch munch munch" dialogue he does here.

Apparently Nega-Chin can tell Timmy and Remy apart even though regular Crimson Chin can't.

Timmy drowning in papers marked F followed by "Cool, there's a D in here!"

I like watching Timmy's average problems like getting picked on and wanting a glass of milk to cheer him up, but not even getting that.

Minotaur Francis is everything to me...

I like how Crocker knows a lot about comics, but specifically because he's confiscated them from kids during class. Playing that against his miserable child upbringing is kind of funny... I wonder if he read many comics as a kid, or if that's not something he ever really wished for.

Actually, Timmy being cut off before finishing a wish is something I would've liked to see more often. It's just silly. The tension balance in this episode once the heroes are wished away and villains stay is pretty good.

ksdlkfj, "I used my regular kid window-opening powers!" Elmer...

Totally forgot Chester ran up to Vicky and bit her on the leg, oh geez.

"My nega-vision will cut through your bodies like nega-vision!"

I would've loved an episode where Timmy goes into the real world to rescue the writer of the Crimson Chin comics since this episode ends with the Nega-Chin taking him captive. Alas. I guess I could write a 'fic about that, but I think it defeats the point a little when the visuals aren't going to change, haha.

I really want to watch "Masked Magician" again now, but I think that's later in Season 5 so it'll come up later in my binge.

Vicky Loses Her Icky

Ooh, Sanderson head gag means "Pixies Inc." is coming up after this!

This episode is so goofy. Timmy's parents hire Vicky to babysit Timmy while they sit in the car in the driveway, waiting to be hungry enough to leave to the restaurant.

I wonder why I always see people complain this episode is annoying for "giving Vicky the backstory of being evil due to being bitten by a bug," because it's clearly stated that the bug came about because she was mean and Cosmo and Wanda had to give it physical form to remove it [Wanda claiming "All that evil has to go somewhere"]. /shrug

Here it is! I've been trying to remember what the "corn on Pluto" episode was.

I don't... I don't love Vicky saying she's leaving to donate organs. Are they HER organs?

Alarm bells instantly ringing when Vicky offers to dig people basements. I don't think Dale would like that.

Shout-out to Timmy's dad being rescued from the evil bug and immediately saying, "Hey, we're at the Cake 'N Bacon... Are we at least being nice?"

President dressing up like George Washington was such a funny way to avoid depicting a specific president.

Pixies Inc.

My boys are in the house!!

How have I literally never noticed Timmy's in the Future Business Leaders of America club...

Y'know, I always thought H.P. was just blatantly losing the golf game despite cheating, but watching again, the reason he has more strokes than Timmy in golf is because he went first.

Never not funny how many emotions the Pixies show when they're actually spooked or sad. They talk in monotone, but still make expressions... and that's not even counting their silly dialogue. I love them.

Dale Dimmadome & H.P. dynamic is so silly to me... Dale grew up around Dimmadome Farms [implied] and runs a burger chain, and the soy- & rice-loving Pixies aren't exactly known for eating meat. I just want them to try getting on the same page and continually hit roadblocks that make it weird.

Baby Face

I had no memory of "Baby Face" coming immediately after "Pixies Inc.," but oh my gosh does that make the "Gary and Betty seemingly knew about Pixies the whole time" theory funnier.

There they are! My other sillies are in the house!

Wait.......... hold up. Were Gary and Betty in the room when Timmy made his baby wish? -> There... there's no door behind them when the camera pans over.

They are so dang sus. Why were these babies unsupervised. Why did they not hesitate for a split-second before cramming Francis in a teeny tiny cage..... They are my everything.

crying at the huge crash sound effect that hits as Gary and Betty open the door off-screen. Why are they like that...

I say this every time I watch this episode, but Gary and Betty opting not to help a crying child and instead lock him in a soundproof dome is so dang funny. These two should not be left with kids. If they show up in New Wish with the Pixies, I will die actually... I still can't believe we got a Flappy Bob cameo. My son.

I feel like Vicky knowing Gary's and Betty's fun box song by heart is such a neat detail. Why is she hanging out with them. Why would they ever hang out with her. Fascinating...

Mr. Right

Another of the episodes I watched muted at a pizza place once upon a time...

Timmy and Melvin shoved into the same locker is giving me Leonard/Tammy flashbacks.

Elmer really doesn't keep his problems secret, huh? ("The boil doesn't like to be touched!")

Shout-out to the running gag of Francis scheduling his beatings.

I wonder why Vicky didn't go to school. The elementary school got out early. Maybe "recording Timmy's pain for future generations as a short film" was her homework.

...... Okay, actually.... I can TOTALLY see why A.J. goes on to found the Galax Institute in A New Wish based on his sudden uptick of interest in Timmy after noticing he's right all the time. I guess he really will chase the unexplained!

I love Francis... "Guess what I have behind my back. And don't say scorpion, because I checked." <- Guy who's really itching to finish my "Francis with a fairy godparent" 'fic...

lol, is Wanda's signature in her poof cloud the same as her signature when she signed papers in "Pixies Inc."? I think it might be.

That's all for now.

#Fairly OddParents #Riddle watches FOP #FAIRIES!#Long post #Perfect pink beaver boy #Dragonfly parents

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