#i sound real mean but i think we all have seen fair share of the same mfs to say its enough of them mfs to generalize

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Sorry for going from hehe block men 💏 to controversial opinion

[thesamoanqueen]

Onlyfans

Raiting: 18+

Warnings: smut.

A/N: this one-shot showed up in my mind because of John Cena and me thinking impossible possibilities.

He usually bring it with him all the time, but at home he paid no attention. He had left it on the table to go and do something when the first notification had arrived. Y/N hadn't even looked up from her laptop, too busy with the program sent from Stamford the previous evening and which she was reviewing as always before sending it back to the office. Two minutes had passed and another notification had arrived. Roman hadn't shown up then either, but when the third had been followed by a fourth, Y/N had held out her hand with a sigh. She didn't want to pry, she didn't even want to know, she justs cared about making that sound stop to work in peace and let Roman know of whoever had that urgency to talk to him.

What had appeared on the screen, however, had made her put the laptop aside without thinking twice, pushing her to get up and find out what the hell was that stuff.

She couldn't believe her eyes, it was crazy.

When she found him, he was busy with a box full of old fitness equipments, smile ready as soon as she came into his sight.

- Hey gorgeous – he greeted her and Y/N stopped to look at him, her perfect handsome man.

- Is there something you want to tell me? – she asked, holding back to give him a chance.

Roman froze completely, his gaze serious, back straight.

- whats up? – she heard him ask, pretending he didn’t know or maybe not knowing for real, Y/N at that point was not sure anymore.

- I don't know, should I?! – she immediately echoed him, refusing to prolong that game to place his phone in front of him, the message he had received still open.

Leaving aside what were their habits as a couple, habits that had never displeased either of them as far as she knew, they had established from the first moment they would discuss everything, to be open-minded and fair with their feelings. They had been on a verge of a breakup because of an unspoken nonsense, they had learned from the past and since that moment there had been nothing they hadn't shared, bad moods, doubts, problems, fears. She trusted him, she wasn't obsessed with knowing what, where or who he was with, not even knowing what revolved around him and was proposed to him before, it had never even crossed her mind. She had chosen a man, a good real man, one who wanted a family, with no fear about serious relationship and without warning now she found out an Onlyfans notification on his phone? At home? While she was there working?!

- I didn't mean to watch, there could be anything in there, whatever, but here Ro? For real? and honestly If you have a reason or not, I thought we were better than this- she said, unable to hold back any longer and immediately saw his expression change, an amused smile replacing his worried expression.

- Babygirl, slow down. We got no problem, there's nothing in there I want, trust me. I don't care about that stuff, its shit, I’d never do it when I’ve you – he winked, trying to pull her into a hug, but more he laughed more she tensed.

- ‘kay then what?!

- You know, John did it, an account… boys at work were joking, saying that I should make one too. Locker room chatter, bullshit, sometimes they still get me involved.

Surprised, she looked at him speechless, turmoil quickly slipping away, while his information created a strangely valid picture in her mind about possibilities.

John was a funny dude, strange at times and that stunt had actually made the news. She had seen some clips online, nothing R-rated as one might imagine, but she hadn't connected the two things. And she had never even thought that someone might have thought of doing it, even though she knew of Roman's fame among the fans, rumors, fantasies and the whole package on the most unlikely platforms. In some way it was her job to know what people thought about wwe’s top guy and she played with it to for promotion.

- A real onlyfans – she repeated flatly, staring at him and he gave her one of his billion dollar smiles.

- I'm quite successful, it might work – he joked and she reflexively batted her eyelashes, unable to control herself because yes, he was damn right.

People went absolutely crazy for a few well planted cameras shots, a couple of hits not so family friendly in his ring promos and that salt and pepper in his beard, a video or an entire onlyfans account would not have been simply successful, would have unleashed the apocalypse into the wrestling community. During the production phase, behind the scenes, she too had relied on certain shots, specific set-ups, because she knew they would work. There were things that she too was obsessed with despite having him as her in real life partner. If Roman would have really decided to do it, something direct, focused, if he didn't hold back…

The thought made her turn around, going back without another word.

-Y/N – Roman called her, trying to hold her, but she didn't let him do it, quickly marching towards the front door closet where she kept her purse always ready.

She knew Roman had followed her, sensing heavy footsteps behind her as she walked through the house, but when she finally started to reach for what she needed, his hand tightened around her wrist, physically stopping her from doing anything. He gave her a deadly serious look, his gaze dark as she broke free.

- Y/N it was a bad joke, ain’t gonna happen, don't take it that far – he reasoned, standing there as if no one could move him, searching her eyes.

Those brown eyes that would have made anyone's knees tremble, that had made her tremble too an infinite number of times and for the most absurd reasons, at the right times and not, everywhere, always, from the first moment, without exceptions and that now she saw slowly widen, confused, as she handed him what she had taken out of her jacquemus.

-Here – she offered, her personal credit card ready.

Roman stared at it stunned and Y/N knew she had caught him off guard, because that card never left her purse if he was around, he didn't like when it happened even though she was proudly independent he liked to play the role of her provider. With a deep breath, seeing him froze, she decided to take out the second one, adding it to the first and moving closer to slip them into his pocket.

- Let’s say you can have both, but the show is exclusive – she specified, as if they were really in a negotiation and at that last hint she felt him suddenly explode into laughter.

He throw his head back, perfect teeth showing, eyes crinkling, making every inch of his chiseled face smile.

- Someone woke up possessive – he pinched her when he was finally able to speak again and Y/N rolled her eyes playfully, letting him have that little win.

He didn’t like if someone was too close to her, if someone stared in a way or another, when they hadn't yet been in an official relationship Y/N had witnessed scenes of pure testosterone that would have made anyone run and even today he showed no signs of loosening his grip. She had found the notification of a site notoriously inclined towards certain ratings, messages with it, she hadn't worked entirely on her imagination, but were clearly details his ego ignored, too happy to have caught her.

-If your intention is to keep laughing, I'll take them back – she stopped him, stretching out her hand again to retrieve them, but as soon as she took them off, Roman grabbed her wrist.

- For you the show is free, just ask ma'am

His voice was velvetly soft, as was the touch of his thumb stroking her caramel skin. With eyes fixed on hers, she couldn't hold back a smile, seeing Roman return it immediately when he pushed her against the door.

- Then show me sir – she whispered and he twisted his head, making her giggle before lifting her up.

With legs wrapped around his hips, he carried her to the couch to place her between cushions like a precious thing, a rebellious lock hanging out of the bun. He stood there waiting, hands placed next to her, but deliberately not where he should, his whole body close, but not close enough and for a moment Y/N did nothing but admire him.

He was a charming man, the kind of man who captured attention even without anything special or fancy, he made her hands itch and her stomach flutter like the first time she had touched him and she had no longer been able to let him go. It wasn't just the appearance, but rather his attitude, his attentions, they were a drug, they were addictive and the idea of having them all to herself, having him when out there people would do anything to have a crumb of what she had, it made her feel special, in charge.

-You're playing a dangerous game – he warned her, eyes hovering over her full lips.

-Im pretty sure I can handle it – she replied, her breathing slowing as she saw him bend more.

-I know exactly what you can handle babygirl – he touched her with his nose, with that lock and Y/N felt the taste of him on her, even if Roman had kept himself at a sufficient distance not to kiss her.

From the couch, Y/N watched as he straightened up and grabbed the hem of his tank to pull it up. Her eyes went hopelessly down his body, looking in religious silence at every inch of his torso, as he undressed with unnatural calm. She watched the abs pop out even without oil to accentuate them, broad pecs, dark tattoo that stood out against tanned skin, those lines that she drew with her fingers whenever she could. And then the arms, bent to pass the shirt beyond his neck to which she used to cling, those arms that she scratched as if her very life depended on them, capable of hurting and carrying her around effortlessly, shaped by years of practice and dedication. Her pulse racing, she saw him turn to put away his shirt, showing her his broad back, his sculpted shoulders as he rolled them back to face her and let his hair down. She watched Roman run his long fingers through the messy locks, trying to fix them during that impromptu striptease in the living room, in broad daylight and anything could have happened, someone even broke into the house and Y/N would not have flinched, focused as she was on him.

He was slow, unnerving. What she would do quickly, throwing everything away, he did in slow motion, to push her desire, make her savor everything, drive her completly crazy. Every gesture seemed to require effort, every action was like a ritual, a video wouldn't have done him justice, he was directing a movie and she was the spectator unable to distract herself while his fingers loosened the knot of his shorts to make them hang on the hips. Enraptured, she followed his usually hidden v, focusing on the portion of skin he was revealing and that left no doubt about what was down there. Concentrated, she clenched her legs without hiding, heartbeat racing as he fill the space between them, a dangerous intense shadow on his eyes that made Y/N hold her breath.

- Why you so silent now sweetheart? – he asked, stopping a step away from her, looking down and Y/N raised her head, body tingling as she felt him tower above her.

-Im ejoying it… no words needed – she breathed innocently, reaching out a hand tentatively and Roman bent over once again following the wandering of fingers playing with his lace, tongue running on his lips.

- Hmm no, I think we need a reaction… feedbacks you know, for that onlyfans stuff

His voice, breathing caused another series of shocks through her, the desire to crash her mouth against him, suffocate in one of their kisses, feel his big hands ravaging her now almost unbearable. Roman locked her wrist once more, his grip hard enough to make Y/N throb where she was probably already a mess, preventing her from exploring more than she should, eyes going back into hers, digging, guiding her where he wanted, only where he let them.

-Its good – she admitted without rebelling, unable to concentrate on anything than those two brown pools that seemed to swallow her.

- Just that? – he asked, pinching her face with his hair and Y/N tilted her head, intercepting the trajectory of his lips with greed.

-More than good – she mewed, leaning forward and feeling him guide her to his erection, never breaking eye contact, avid more than ever on having her undivided attention.

- Not enough for me

Under her fingers, Y/N felt his boner awake, hard and she risked something more, a more intense touch, hoping to convince Roman to let her do something, but it lasted just a moment and he pushed her away, standing up straight again to do it himself. Y/N knew what to expect, she knew what Roman was hiding, and yet when he lowered his pants enough to release his erection and took it into his hand, Y/N couldn't hold back a gasp to the mere sigh of his delicious flesh. She saw him so proud, spit obscenely and his smile quickly turn into an arrogant grin enjoying his attentions in front of her who was now struggling to stay still.

Was the kind of show she was sure many people would sell their souls along with their houses for and that even her, despite knowing Roman's abilities, couldn't say was immune. She wasn't immune at all honestly and when he curled his mouth, carried away by the increasing euphoria, eyes still fixed on her, letting go an excited growl, Y/N jumped on her knees.

-Gawd com’here– she moaned sulkily before crashing her lips on him and Roman laughed at her kissing, his hand finally leaving his now tense erection to keep himself balanced.

-That's a feedback – he approved, watching her quickly undress beneath him.

And Y/N might have replied but her body was begging her to put an end to that game, get some relief and before Roman could decide otherwise just for playing around, she pulled him better on top, wedging his brawny body between her thighs. With one hand on his dark locks and the other feeling his cock, she slowly bit his lip asking with pleading eyes and he pushed himself into her palm, tongue ready to invade her mouth. She moaned against him, letting him move his hips, enveloped in the heat of him, in that tantalizing smell of his skin, lost in the exquisite taste of his mouth, until she heard Roman growl and only then she guided him where wanted. None had touched her, neither him nor herself and yet she felt him slip between her juicy folds with ease, in a feral curse that made her cry and pushed him to bite her neck. Holding her hip he enstablished a pace to fuck her opposite of his striptease, messy, rough, domineering, every thrust crushed her down, nailing her mercilessly and making her sweatin agony.

Sometimes she felt like she was a toy in his hands, but she liked that kind of treatment, more when they had already wasted enough time with other games and the thought of someone else wanting that attention was still in the back of her head. She ran her nails down his forearms, marking him, holding on with ragged breath, gasping with mouth open, as he grunted into the crook of her neck, sinking into her dripping pussy in a concert of obscene sounds. And in the throes of her ecstacy, Y/N made her hands roam over his massive back, over his strong neck, even over his ass contracted in the effort to pound her wildly.

She felt a well known fire building suddenly in the bottom of her belly, uncontrollably, like a wave of pure bliss when Roman pushed himself deeper, lifting without mercy her thigh over his shoulder to get a better angle, his balls slapping against her soft skin and she squirmed crying in pleasure. His grip became more possessive, almost to prevent her from run, even though she was now just a weeping mess, folds pulsing and gripping around his dick, heat growing for what was now a marvelous attack until the delirium reached her head.

- R-Roo… ple-aase…

- Ssh come for me… let it go, you wanted it cmon good girl -

One stroke and another, on that sweet lovely spot, his skin rubbing against her hot clit and Y/N closed her eyes, curling beneath him, her mind white, blank and ì mouth open without a sound to leave her soul. She felt him leave a sweaty kiss on her cheek, continue tenaciously to prolong her sensation and also lift her other leg, aiming it in a shameful, vulgar position to conquer his climax now. Stunned by her orgasm, she watched him with passionate eyes, his expression focused, body tense and furious in the last effort and Y/N placed her forehead against his, holding him in place, tightening with a sob around his cock, folds trembling. With all his weight pinning her down, he willingly went for a couple of thrusts, deep, rough, his breathing more and more heavy until it was enough for him too and Y/N pulled him against her neck, feeling every muscle of his thick body tense and his cock twitching until it fills her up.

As always, he got stuck inside her, refusing to come out until he stopped jerking, hands gripping her soft hips tenaciously to keep her in place and only when nothing was left anymore, he freed her, collapsing though against the couch headboard to pull her against him in a sweaty hug, while they caught both their breath. They probably should have rushed to take a shower, but Y/N wasn't in a hurry and he didn't seem to be either, leaving a trail of kisses on her shoulder.

- I was thinking… - she began, sore but with her fingers tracing his arm anyway.

- Gimme ten minutes and we'll do another live

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Moon Dominance & Manipulation pt 3

I just keep finding more examples and I couldn't not share. They will vary in terms of the severity of abuse and manipulation. Some are quite silly but some are pretty fcked up. Salty Moon dominants who cannot stand being criticized, stay mad boo 😘you will never stop me from speaking my truth<3

One thing I have noticed about Moon dominant individuals is that they completely seem to believe the lies they tell others. They don't think they're being manipulative at the slightest because they fully believe everything they say, no matter how absurd or outlandish it is. This means that Moon dominants are easily influenced and can be manipulated easily even if they are also capable of blatantly manipulating and deceiving others. I see Moon dominants stuck in unhealthy relationships simply because they'll just play mind games with their partner until the day they die instead of just choosing peace.

Katrina Kaif, Hasta Moon

Katrina has lied about being half-Indian and half-white her entire career to be more "relatable" to Indians. no one knows who her father is or how exactly she grew up and how a British woman like her ended up modelling and acting in India at the age of 17. She's now one of the biggest stars in the country and to this day no one knows much about her background.

She is one of 8 siblings, all of whom are extremely white looking

it is possible that Katrina is mixed while her siblings are not but it's also possible that she just inherited a more olive complexion compared to her siblings??

this is a picture of Kat and some of her siblings as kids, this man vaguely looks like he could be POC but there are plenty of spicy white men who have darker features/hair & eye color?

if this is the father in question, his name is Ronald Turcotte (Katrina's birth name is Kate Turcotte, she "Indianized" her name to be Katrina Kaif when she made her debut 20+yrs ago) and this is a pic of him with his current wife:

He literally just looks like a regular white guy with some Italian ancestry or something.

Katrina has not only lied about being "half-Indian" but also said her father's name is Mohammad Kaif and that he was a Kashmiri businessman lmao

The producer of her first film who introduced her to Bollywood said:

 "We created an identity for her. She was this pretty young English girl, and we gave her the Kashmiri father and thought of calling her Katrina Kazi. We thought we'd give her some kind of Indian ancestry, to connect with the audience ... But then we thought that Kazi sounded too ... religious? ... Mohammad Kaif was at the top, and so we said, Katrina Kaif sounds really great" (for context, Mohammad Kaif is the name of a well known cricketer)

She once said:

 “Probably it may sound very stupid. You know you must have seen enough and your friends, how you have dark children who grew up to be fair. I was a very dark child so there was no way that you would look at me and say this is a Caucasian child. I was always viewed upon as oh how exotic or how ethnic."

Even Emily Ratajkowski is very non-white looking for a white woman, imagine if she started claiming that she "feels" ethnic as she "looks" ethnic.

Here are some excerpts from a 2011 interview:

The complicated politics of a tan skin white woman feeling validated by being comparatively light skinned in a deeply colorist country like India and lying about being half-Indian is just ..... 🤢🤮🤢

Bella Hadid- Hasta Sun

Bella, her brother and mother all suffer from a condition called "chronic Lyme disease". Gigi, the only person who does not have Lyme, has Hashimoto's disease.

Lets get a few things out of the way. Lyme disease is a real, entirely treatable and completely curable illness. All you have to do is take antibiotics and you'll make a full recovery in about 2 weeks.

Chronic Lyme disease is a different condition and widely debunked by the medical community for not being a real condition.

Wikipedia defines Chronic Lyme as:

"Chronic Lyme disease is the name used by some people with non-specific symptoms, such as fatigue, muscle pain, and cognitive dysfunction to refer to their condition, even if there is no evidence that they had Lyme disease."

That said, Bella and her mom have been talking about their struggles with Lyme disease for over a decade now. Medical professionals all deny the existence of this condition and both Bella and Yolanda (her mom) are treated by various quack, pseudoscientific "alternative" medicine practitioners who are more or less ill qualified and not real doctors.

When Bella was 16yrs old, she was arrested for driving under the influence and this was literally addressed on The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, the show that her mother starred in. Yolanda used to write a blog for Bravo in which she expressed her thoughts about this incident and she also mentioned writing a long letter to Bella.

Yolanda's dad died in a car accident when she was 7 and she was very frightened by Bella's accident but also relieved that neither she nor anybody else was injured.

That letter she wrote was somehow leaked and is available on the internet. Here it goes:

Interestingly enough, Bella was diagnosed with "chronic lyme" 👀in the same year. Bella once mentioned that she started smoking cigarettes at 14yrs old and clearly by 16 she was drunk driving with a cocktail of substances stashed in her car. Bella's old tumblr blog that has been widely circulated also reveals that she struggled with an eating disorder at this time and perhaps depression as well.

I mention all this because I have always suspected Bella of using "chronic lyme" as a cover up for her struggles with substance abuse and her eating disorder. Even all the symptoms for chronic lyme are so vague that pretty much anybody could experience them, but their occurrence is greatly exacerbated if one suffers from stress/anxiety/is abusing drugs etc (more on this in a minute).

In an interview, Bell said of her DUI:

"I stopped driving because I kept crashing, because my brain just stopped working.’ She had an accident — ‘It was when I first got sick. It was a dark time’ — which was reported in the press as a DUI. ‘I was exhausted all the time. It affected my memory so I suddenly wouldn’t remember how to drive to Santa Monica from Malibu where I lived. I couldn’t ride. I was just too sick. And I had to sell my horse because I couldn’t take care of it.’ It was an emotional blow on top of the physical."

Now the thing is, Yolanda mentioned in her own blog post that Bella went to AA (Alcoholics Anonymous) meetings as mandated by the court:

"I decided to take her phone away, make her pay for her own lawyer bills from her savings, and we sold her car. The court suspended her license for one year, she received six months probation, and was required to conduct 25 hours of community service and 20 hours of AA meetings."

She likely stopped driving because Yolanda got on her ass and sold her car lol?? As Yolanda herself said??? Yolanda never said one word about Lyme and she's pretty much the self-appointed spokesperson for Lyme so the fact that in her own blog post literally right after the accident, she addresses the issue for what it is makes Bella's later remarks of her being tOo siCk tO drIvE sound like a lie 🤥

This is an easy example of how Moon dominants manipulate the truth to suit their narrative and make themselves look better. Bella made her debut later that year and it would look bad if everyone saw Bella as a spoilt bratty nepo baby who was also a teenage alcoholic riding her sister's coattails into modelling. Also you have to remember, Bella was the less popular sister back then and she only became an icon and it girl by like 2019ish.

It suited Bella and later Yolanda to keep pushing the chronic lyme agenda to win sympathy.

Also just btw, I think Yolanda is super fucked up and this letter offers an interesting look into her mind. She is Uttarashada Sun and Jyeshta Moon and I think its sooo bizarre how her daughter almost died in a car crash and all she can talk about is how dirty and messy the car is??? Why isn't she talking about Bella being drunk out of her mind or about her alcohol habit in general??? Why is she not pointing out her actual concerning lifestyle instead of "oh my god youre soooo messy and im soooo sad" ??? anywayyys

Ever since then, chronic lyme has been Bella's go to to describe everything about herself. Symptoms that could easily be from stress, anxiety, depression, addiction, starving herself etc are all blamed on a non-existent condition. When actual doctors say the condition does not exist and you and your mom claim it does, I think it says something 😬

Also, Yolanda was sick during the filming of her reality show and it was found out that her breast implants had ruptured and the silicon was leaking into her bloodstream and making her sick. She later said it was Chronic Lyme instead lmfaooo. So there is plenty of proof that both mom and daughter are just making this shit up.

one thing I cannot stand about Moon dominants is how they constantly seek validation for everything they do and love to win sympathy. Meghan Markle, Hasta Moon is another example. Sympathy capitalist, Selena Gomez (Cancer stellium) is another example.

What exactly was Bella trying to prove by posting pictures of her looking very out of it?? To prove to people that she is indeed sick?? There are many celebs out there who struggle with chronic illnesses, are they posting pics from their treatment??? Overall, it feels very "🥺🥺poor me, im so grateful despite everything, im so strong, look at how much i suffer and struggle!!!" as if she's trying to downplay any privilege bashing she may get by counteracting it with a "im extremely sick" narrative bc no one can hate on someone who is ill even if that is a fictional illness.

There were rumours all of last year that she took a break from modelling to go to rehab and she had also broken up with her then bf.

look at those symptoms and tell me you haven't experienced those at some point lmao. I used to struggle with severe anxiety many years ago and an eating disorder several years ago and I experienced pretty much all of those symptoms. I say this because those symptoms by itself are really vague and not specific to any one illness.

another really sus issue is why Bella felt the need to post pics of her medical history??? like she's a model not running for President lmao,,,, its obvious that she really wants to be perceived as struggling with chronic lyme. Most people with a health issue stay quiet about it (their issues are also actual illnesses but oh well)

This is a screenshot of a lab test she posted:

A clinical lab scientist who performs tests on infectious diseases (like Lyme) said:

First off, having this amount and varied pathogens within your body at once is not impossible but is highly unusual. Even one of these pathogens would make a patient extraordinarily ill. If I were performing PCR and got that many positives, I would 100% not release results until a consult with an infectious disease MD.

In that list, there are bloodborne bacteria and viruses, intestinal parasites, many of which have nothing to do with Lyme disease.

That last page is important. The source states "urine". There are virtually no PCR tests performed on urine currently because pathogens are not usually shed through urine and often urine is contaminated by urogenital flora. This is the ARUP tickborne PCR panel which details out which pathogens would be tested for and the type of sample they would need (blood). ARUP is a large reference lab in the US and performs some rare tests. Again, it's extremely unlikely to see that many pathogens positive in one sample.

All of this is to say, Miss ma'am Bella Hadid faked her hospital records by paying some quack guy for it and put it on IG for sympathy 😬💀💀

I have nothing against Bella, I think she's iconic but her spreading literal medical misinformation to millions of impressionable people who eat up her every word is absolutely dangerous, unprofessional and awful and I sincerely hope she's called out/exposed for it.

first of all, none of these words mean absolutely anything.

"energy is in proper balance" ??? "alkaline tissue pH"? ?? just say you dont have a medical degree and goooo

On this document it says the test was conducted by 'Manhattan Advanced Medicine'.

Here is an excerpt from Manhattan Advanced Medicine's LinkedIn page:

Do they sound like legitimate doctors to you?? They're just one of those scammy New Age-y alternate medicine places that rich people with money to blow, go to, so they feel better about themselves.

I sincerely hope Bella gets actual treatment for her real struggles with mental health/ED/potential substance issues etc and I hope she has the strength to admit to herself that she's using a fictional narrative to gain sympathy from others and as a coping mechanism to avoid dealing with her real problems. Bella grew up as the middle child and felt neglected by Yolanda pretty much, some say that the whole "chronic Lyme" has probably become the only bonding activity for the two of them and the only time Bella felt like she was loved by her mom (which is so sad) which is why she's been going on with it for 10yrs now. Whatever it may be, I hope they all get better.

Elizabeth Holmes- Shravana Sun

Many of you are probably already familiar with scammer Liz Holmes

She was founder and CEO of Theranos, a blood-testing company.

Prosecutors accused Holmes of intentionally misleading investors and patients. Out of the more than 200 blood tests advertised, the in-house “Edison” machines could perform a very small number themselves and could not provide accurate results. Holmes is also alleged to have lied about the scale of the company's profits. 

Two of the most striking examples of the Theranos machines’ faulty test results were two female patients. One of the women was diagnosed as HIV positive but the finding was refuted by further blood tests. A second woman who had suffered several miscarriages received test results from Theranos during her pregnancy which indicated that she had lost her baby once again. The test was faulty and she later gave birth to a healthy baby. Internal emails, however, revealed that the start-up concealed the erroneous results from investors and business partners by using a modified demo device or by partially hiding test results from them. 

The prosecution also presented a 55-page report in which Theranos officials added the logos of pharmaceutical companies GlaxoSmithKline, Pfizer and Schering-Plough to give the impression that they had approved the technology. However, a scientist employed by Pfizer testified that he found the start-up’s claims to be implausible and advised Pfizer not to collaborate. The prosecutors were able to show that Theranos had nevertheless sent the report with the subsequently inserted logos to investors and business partners. 

The interesting thing about Moon dominants and their manipulation is that unlike Saturn which is direct and in your face with how awful it is, Moon natives deceive and pretend. You will never realise the truth until you learn to look for it. With a Saturnian, you can always tell because they dont know how to hide it.

Moon does not have any light of its own. Moon also does not have a fixed form. Its waxing one day, waning the next. So it makes sense as to why these natives "manipulate" or "distort" the truth, since its kind of in their nature, to do so?

This brought me to an interesting observation of how Moon dominants seem to completely fall for pseudoscientific stuff. Bella, whom I already mentioned is one example but there are many more.

So, in Hinduism, the Moon God is named 'Soma' but the word 'Soma' is also used to refer to an intoxicating drink.

In the Vedas, the word Soma was actually primarily used for an intoxicating and energizing/healing plant drink and the deity could have received his name from the drink potentially?👀

The Hindu texts state that the Moon is lit and nourished by the Sun, and that it is Moon where the divine nectar of immortality resides.

In some Indian texts, Soma is the name of an apsara; alternatively it is the name of any medicinal concoction, or rice-water gruel, or heaven and sky, as well as the name of certain places of pilgrimage.

Whilst this connotation can explain their dizzying relationship with presenting the truth and how absolutely convinced they are of their own lies (Moon dominants manipulate others but are also easily manipulated tbh, they are both predator and prey). I think mythological backdrop also explains why so many Moon dominants are always kind of on the hunt for the elixir of life by adopting all kinds of New Age-y, holistic, spiritual 'alternative' medicine/lifestyle/treatment etc.

The thing is, there is truth to herbal remedies and holistic living but Moon dominants seldom pursue the truth of these practices, they always pick the weirdest, strangest stuff that absolutely helps no one and is most definitely a scam.

Gwyneth Paltrow- Hasta Sun & Mercury, Rohini Moon, Venus in Ashlesha atmakaraka

Lady Goop is a classic example of how Moon dominants can be very deluded with their "alternate" therapies/lifestyle. Moon dominants are easily confused and the path of wellness and spirituality is paved with many distractions to weed out the unworthy. Many get lost in this completely and mistake this Maya for the truth. Miss Gwyneth is one of them.

I have beef with this bc some of Goop's stuff is stupid but harmless (vagina candles, anyone?) but other times, she literally spreads dangerous medical advice to a very large audience (just like Bella).

On her website, she has an article about how to treat 'Candida' (a real condition which she has approached in a very pseudoscientific way). The symptoms, like Bella's, are vague, and include bloating, dandruff, sugar cravings, a bad memory and fatigue. Diagnosis includes something called a urine organix dysbiosis test (Bella's diagnosis also included a liver dysbiosis lmao) , while treatment involves limiting yourself to one piece of fruit a day and “overpowering the yeast” with anti-fungal supplements.

In 2017, Paltrow suggested women should insert a $66 egg shaped jade or rose quartz stone into their vagina to help “increase vaginal muscle tone, hormonal balance, and feminine energy in general.” Users were encouraged to thread dental floss through a purpose-built hole to help with releasing the egg. After facing backlash from gynaecologists over its dubious health claims and potential harmful results including toxic shock syndrome, Goop settled a $145,000 lawsuit for “unsubstantiated” marketing claims.

In Daoist sexual teachings, this is actually a legit practice but a white woman appropriating it and then selling it does not sit right with me :// and also its to be used along with a strict spiritual practice and has to be performed according to proper techniques. Obviously eastern spirituality is suuuper commercialized in the west and its reduced to sticking jade eggs up inside you and misses the very important context and tradition its rooted in and also sticking factory produced and probably chemically treated anything INSIDE U, is not a good idea??

A 2018 detox guide recommended an at-home coffee enema kit to stimulate users’ intestines from the comfort of their own home. A couple of years later, while hooked up to a vitamin drip on The Art of Being Well podcast, Paltrow revealed she had also “used ozone therapy, rectally,” a procedure which involves pumping oxygen via catheter into the colon. Scientists immediately dismissed Paltrow’s health claims.

In 2017, Goop suggested that anyone who wanted to “rebalance the energy frequency in our bodies” should try placing Body Vibes stickers on their arms or near their heart. The site claimed the stickers ($120 for a pack of 24) were “made with the same conductive carbon material Nasa uses to line space suits so they can monitor an astronaut’s vitals”. A fact that was quickly debunked when Nasa confirmed that they “do not have any conductive carbon material lining the spacesuits.”

There's a lot more but I'll stop here for now. Gwyneth is convinced of the validity of her claims and does not see anything wrong with it. This is how Moon dominants are and thats what makes their manipulation so damaging.

Andrew Huberman- Rohini Moon

He is a neuroscientist and wellness podcaster called "Goop for bros".

His protocols for good living involve things like taking enormous amounts of expensive supplements, ensuring you view early morning sunlight for 10-30 minutes after waking, carefully timing when you drink coffee and plunging yourself in ice baths. (probiotics and supplements are a complete scam, there are studies proving they do absolutely nothing for u)

He has covered everything from creativity to hair loss and despite having no professional expertise on all the things he covers, he acts like he does lmao

Huberman was exposed for taking steroids to achieve his body while he was promoting "wellness" and telling people to take cold showers and work out and eat clean etc lmao. He also reportedly earned millions from running adverts for dietary products and wellness supplements.

He went from science expert to guru. He used to have discussions of how the brain and body respond to certain stimuli but later extended that to broad prescriptions for lifestyle and dietary modification which he is not qualified to do??

Last month he was exposed for having 5 different girlfriends who all thought they were in an exclusive relationship with him.

Sarah, says she was in a relationship with Huberman for around three years, and had been undergoing IVF treatment to have a child with him when she found he had been having unprotected sex with at least five other women at the same time.

Her suspicions were aroused when she contracted a high-risk form of HPV, a sexually transmitted infection linked to cervical cancer, despite having been tested for ten years.

Along with Sarah, others known only as Eve, Mary, Alex, and an unknown fifth and potentially sixth, were all romantically associated with him - some having been led to believe they were exclusive for years. All believed that other exes in Huberman’s life had been “stalkers, alcoholics, and compulsive liars” according to the report. (Moon dominants manipulating the truth to suit them)

“I’m at the stage of life where I truly want to build a family,” he told Eve while he was reportedly involved with several others. “That’s a resounding theme for me.”

Yet, despite the reassuring words he appeared to be chronically unreliable disappearing for extended periods of time with no indication of his whereabouts.

For a man interested in promoting personal growth, he also appeared to be unapologetic about deceiving his therapists, of which he has had several over the years.

“We were at dinner once and he told me something personal, and I suggested he talk to his therapist,” shared Eve. “He laughed it off like that wasn’t ever going to happen, so I asked him if he lied to his therapist. He told me he did all the time.”

Despite his dismissal of therapy, the podcaster appears to have maximised the use of “therapy-speak” to familiarise himself with the internal experiences of many women.

“I hear you are saying you are angry and hurt,” he texted Sarah as she discovered journal entries about his infidelity. “I will hear you as much and as long as needed for us.”

“Your feelings matter,” he told Eve on a day when he had injected his girlfriend Sarah with hCG as part of their IVF treatment. “I’m actually very much a caretaker.”

Discussing sex addiction with another woman, Huberman denied he was a sex addict instead referring to himself as a “love addict”.

On one day in March, the women realised that Huberman had flown Mary thousands of miles from Texas to LA to stay with him in Topanga, California, some six-hour drive from where Sarah stayed in Berkeley. On that same day, he left Mary at home with his dog as he drove to a coffee shop to meet Eve to have a serious conversation about their relationship.

Anywayyys, thats enough about him. He's a cheating, conniving, manipulative asshole.

Oprah Winfrey- Shravana Sun

Oprah has used her platform to air dangerous pseudoscience for decades.

In 2007, The Oprah Winfrey Show, the no. 1 talk show for 23 consecutive seasons, welcomed former Playboy model and MTV host Jenny McCarthy. 

The program gave McCarthy carte blanche to share a theory: that her son’s autism resulted from vaccines laced with hazardous chemicals. Despite a lack of concrete scientific evidence, McCarthy was lauded for her “warrior spirit” to speak up for other concerned moms. The lasting damage this has done to the country is concerning bc now it seems there are more antivaxxers than ever before.

The longest-reigning queen of daytime television promoted New Age scams, pushed unsustainable fad diets, and anointed problematic faith healers like John of God (now imprisoned) or pseudoscientific doctors like Dr. Oz. She sold us on magical thinking. 

Indeed, before the “Goop-ification of wellness,” there was the “Oprah-fication of medicine.”

In the ‘80s, Oprah helped fuel the satanic ritual abuse / repressed memories panic by interviewing folks like the author of the later-debunked memoir Michelle Remembers. In the ‘90s, she had “women’s health expert” Christiane Northrup—a quack physician who spewed nonsense like thyroid dysfunction stems from women not speaking up enough (an “energy blockage”), that love can heal AIDS, and mammograms aren’t safe—on her show 12 times. In the early aughts, she promoted the feel-good gibberish that is The Secret, insinuating positive thoughts were all that separated you from success, riches, and yes, even medical recoveries.

And remember when Oprah notoriously hosted Suzanne Somers in 2009? The actress touted injecting hormones directly into one’s vagina to stave off aging and menopausal hot flashes, along with downing 40 supplements daily.

Like Gwyneth and Huberman, Oprah sold pseudoscience to millions of people who didnt know any better to make hugeeee profits. I am pretty sure Bella will follow suit and also set up a vitamin supplement business in the near future and it will probably also be her downfall.

Song JiA- Shravana Moon

She became extremely popular after her appearance on the show Single's Inferno and there are hundreds of videos trying to analyse why all the men on that show went ape for her lol

But she was exposed for wearing fake designer stuff lmao?? Koreans be wilding

Her career came to a standstill after that and she hasn't done much since.

Agatha Christie, Hasta Moon & Mercury, Jupiter in Shravana in 1h

aside from the fact that she wrote murder mystery books that were known for misleading the reader (a more fun manifestation of Moon's tendency to manipulate?) she also had some other tendencies:

On the evening of Friday 3 December 1926, Agatha Christie left her home in Sunningdale, Berkshire, got into her car and disappeared into the night. Her disappearance sparked a manhunt involving the police, members of the public and famous figures and was lapped up by the tabloid press.

In the aftermath of Agatha’s disappearance both Archie Christie (her husband) and his mistress Nancy Neale were under suspicion and a huge manhunt was undertaken by thousands of policemen and eager volunteers. A local lake known as the Silent Pool was also dredged in case life had imitated art and Agatha had met the same fate of one of her unfortunate characters. Famous faces also waded in to the mystery with the then Home Secretary William Joynson-Hicks putting pressure on police to find the writer, and fellow mystery writer Sir Arthur Conan Doyle seeking the help of a clairvoyant to find Agatha using one of her gloves as a guide.

She was found living at a hotel under the name Theresa Neale (yeah she used the mistresses' last name). She apparently did not recognise her husband when he went to see her at the hotel and they divorced not long after?

The nature of the Moon is ever shifting, watery , always projecting and I think its interesting how Agatha, who found out about the affair pulled that stunt to cope perhaps. I have noticed this with many Moon dominants, if they learn of something depressing, they will immediately distract themselves with something else and pretend that issue is more concerning??? Or they will pull a stunt and redirect everybody's attention there. They are veryyy image conscious, so this could be bc of that. After all, being remembered for her strange disappearance is better than being perceived as the woman he cheated on and left, I guess.

St Vincent- Hasta Sun & Mercury, Shravana Moon

This is kinda innocuous but she lied about being a Kate Bush fan lol??

What I mean by this is that she said two different things on Kate Bush and on how she was introduced. In 2007 she was interviewed with Pitchfork and said "this may sound really silly-- but I just discovered Kate Bush, probably six months ago, and I think she's so great. I know I'm very late to the party here [ laughs ], I know this is old news, but I got a Kate Bush record, and I forget-- I think "The Dreaming" is on it, though I'm spacing on the name of the record. [The Dreaming --Ed.] It has Kate Bush in this totally miraculous ascot, too, on the back [ laughs ]. She just went for it. It's so great. She totally went for it." (http://pitchfork.com/features/guest-lists/6680-st-vincent/)

Now that doesn't sound so bad on it's own, but in 2014 during the Kate Bush documentary she said a completely different story on how she got introduced to Kate Bush around 46:47 and said "I still remember going to the CD World and buying The Sensual World when I was sixteen. And the cover, there’s a rose in front of her mouth that has bloomed, she’s got big wide eyes. And I remember, you know, putting it in the shitty car stereo on the way home, and you know, my life was forever changed.” (https://youtu.be/c4sLwt8mhZs?t=46m49s)

Its the detailll thats giving Moon dominant manipulation lmao

Alfred Nobel- Shravana Moon

 He is known for inventing dynamite as well as having bequeathed his fortune to establish the Nobel Prize. So now no one remembers him for being the horrible man he was lol.

He made millions selling explosives and then decided to manipulate his legacy as that of a philanthropist.

Mahatma Gandhi- Hasta Sun, Ashlesha Moon

In 1903, when Gandhi was in South Africa, he wrote that white people there should be "the predominating race." He also said black people "are troublesome, very dirty and live like animals."

Gandhi championed women in politics. But he was also obsessed with his own celibacy. In his late 70s, before he died at 78, he slept naked with his grandniece when she was in her late teens. He said he wanted to test his willpower to abstain from sex.

Gandhi denied life saving treatment to his wife. She was in bed, extremely sick from pneumonia and he refused to let the doctors administer her with penicillin.

Instead of giving her the medicine, Gandhi decided to fill the room with followers who sang devotional songs, as per the book. The next day, on 22nd February 1944, Kasturba Gandhi died. He said, “’How God has tested my faith! ‘If I had allowed you to give her penicillin, it could not have saved her. But it would have meant bankruptcy of faith on my part… And she passed away in my lap! Could it be better? I am happy beyond measure.”

Going by the rigidness of Gandhi against modern medicine, one may think he had observed the same for himself and other associates. But the case was different. Interestingly, records show that he had undergone repeated medical tests and surgery throughout his life though Kasturba was denied penicillin.

Manu was Gandhi’s grandniece and was used by him as one of the participants in his so-called ‘experiments with celibacy’ where he used to sleep naked with girls and had naked girls bathe him. She was often seen with Gandhi, who used her and Abha, another grandniece, as support while walking.

Manuben’s diaries revealed that Gandhi used to control almost every aspect of her life, including food, education, sleeping, rest schedule, and even the clothes she wore. She even used to sleep in the same bed with him.

Moon dominants twist the truth as and when it suits them. They can be controlling, manipulative liars who parade around as virtuous, kind hearted and generous people. Most people on this list have a good reputation. This is the danger of Moon influence; very few people see the darkness that truly lurks within them.

Obviously this only applies to unevolved Lunar people<3

[lucem-stellarum]

I could totally believe that somewhere in the hoodie thief saga that Guy... wait. Let me set the scene.

-(faintly, from the other room) Honey, have you seen my hoodie?

-No, I mean MY hoodie. The one I wore to that thing last weekend (his voice gets louder and clearer as he walks in)

-Aww, you're so cute Honey, wearing my hoodie in our bed. But it's cooold and I need it back now.

-(mock offended) Yes it's my hoodie. Just because I let you wear it sometimes doesn't make it yours.

-Now let's not get all technical about who actually bought it. That doesn't matter. It's mine. My hoodie. And I need it back. So give.

-No? No? wHaT dO yOu mEaN no? (Guy's voice wavers in exaggerated desperation)

-(in the same tone as Miette) Oh! Oh, how cruel! You leave me bereft, at the mercy of the tumultuous elements, nigh at the edge of perishing from the cold! Won't you take mercy on one such as me?

-Well, that's not fair. Honey, please? It's freezing in here. You can have the whole blanket all to yourself.

-Sticking your tongue out at me? Rude! But if you're gonna be like that I can think of better things to be doing with it, ifyouknowwhatimean? (He does that one sound. You know the one. I have no idea how to transliterate it)

-Fine then. I guess we're just gonna have to share. It's our hoodie now. (Sounds of rustling fabric. His voice gets slightly muffled again) Don't yell at me! This way we both get what we want. I know my hands are cold, I told you it was freezing out here.

-You know, struggling like this is really making this sharing thing more difficult. Heh, but if you really want me to I could just stay here, with my face pressed against your chest. (Again, that one noise.)

-Okay, okay, I get it. Just hold still while I...

-(his voice gets clearer, and extremely close) Well hello there, beautiful. Come here often? I know I do, heh.

-You're so cute when you're embarrassed. Don't try to deny it, I can see you're blushing. (Kiss noises)

-Yeah I'm gonna kiss you. I love you. Even if you are an unrepentant hoodie thief (he gets cut off by a kiss from the listener)

-You know that's not fair, right? Kissing me to make me stop talking is just rude.

-Yes it is! (mock outrage) Just because it's a reliable way to get me to stop telling the TRUTH doesn't make it not rude! Besides, it's an overused cliche that completely disregards any legitimate concerns of the kissee. Yes, kissee is a real word. It's French.

-(sincerely) No, Honey, I'm not actually mad. You know I love your kisses. 10/10, would be kissed again. Can we snuggle now? It's snuggle time.

-Do you wanna be the big spoon or the little spoon? Awww yiss, I love being the little spoon. So warm and cozy. (rustling noises again).

-Yeah, Honey, I love you too.

[timefospookies]

I think no one in the Agency is really that big on movies except Jun’ichirō and by extension Naomi. And by big on movies, I mean like BIG on movies. Like, knowing-the-directors-actors-and-elements-of-every-movie-ever-by-heart big on movies.

Cuz to me, the moment Jun’i developed his ability his first thought was: “OMG JUST LIKE THE MATRIX”

Now, Dazai and Yosano have seen their fair share (as in, whatever’s in theaters that sounds interesting) and Kyōka probably watched movies with her parents, but the other members?

Kunikida has never watched a movie in his life(/hj), Kenji doesn’t watch movies period, Ranpo doesn’t find a lot of them particularly interesting, and Atsushi probably grew up with zero TV access.

Fukuzawa is a maybe watches movies for time to time, but he strikes me more as a theater/opera guy.

———

So anyway, I imagine one day Atsushi and Jun’i are on an assassination case that takes a seemingly supernatural turn and Jun’i is like “omg this is just like men in black lol”

And obviously Atsushi was like “…what’s men in black” and Jun’i is like “oh it’s this american movie where yadda yadda yadda” and he gets why Atsushi didn’t know it cuz it’s foreign and Atsushi never watched movies anyway (he gets a best friend pass) and the rest of the case he talked to him abt movies

By the time he gets to the Agency he’s still talking (I think he’d be really into action, drama, and romance movies) and anyway Kunikida overhears and is like

“What are you two talking about?”

“Oh, I’m telling Atsushi abt Star Wars!”

“..What’s Star Wars?”

“YOU DONT KNOW STAR WARS?!”

And of course Kunikida doesn’t know Star Wars (despite its extreme popularity in Japan back in the day) cuz he’s Kunikida, but when Jun’i consults the rest of the Agency, half of them hadn’t even HEARD of it (admirable feat) and you could hear his heart shatter in real time. Then he starts interrogating everyone about ever film he can come up with and eventually Naomi joins in and they’re like

Naomi: “You’ve never seen Shall We Dance?!”

Jun’i: “What about Dead or Alive?! From 1999?!”

Dazai: “We’re you two even alive in 1999..?“

Kunikida: “Of course they were, idiot, they’re not babies!”

Naomi: “Dr. Yosano, what about Perfect Blue?”

Jun’i: “Please tell me you guys have at least heard of the Godzilla series?!”

Naomi: “Silence of the Lambs? The Ring??”

All: …

[felassan]

Some more possible scraps of interest from possible DA:D leaks on Reddit, from another Reddit user, under a cut due to DA:D spoilers:

first, the usual set of disclaimers that should be kept in mind with all leaks: might not be real, unable to verify at present, sometimes leakers think they’re right about things but are unintentionally incorrect or got some wires crossed, games change a fair bit between development phases and final release, the opinion-based stuff is completely subjective, take with grain of salt etc.

I tried to gather comments together in bundles where it would make sense (if on the same or related topics).

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They commented on the timepoint of development that their information is from, saying "It's up to date." and that they played much more recently than last October. Someone asked "Alright so this is like alpha or pre-alpha video right? Which means what we see is subject to drastic change." (basically asking if they played the same build as the Reddit leaker who shared screenshots/gif) and they said "Ehh, that would be based on how soon it’s released. Because I’ve playtested it recently, and if that video is old, then they’ve changed essentially nothing about it and probably don’t intend to lol." "Between when your comment was first written and now, I’ve learned enough to be convinced that it was indeed from at least a year ago, so you were right. I’ve just played a much more recent version." "Nope, completely different. But I read through it thoroughly just now, and that person is right. Based on the write-up [Insider Gaming report], it is pretty old. They’re talking about missing textures and placeholders. In my playthrough, they could’ve told me the game was done and I would’ve believed them. Definitely wasn’t from the same test." So it sounds like folks leaking played different builts/different playtests at different times.

Someone asked a bit more detail about what playtesting involves and they replied "Certain part of the game. I played specific missions, story missions, so I wouldn't know anything about the sidequest fluff." "I played in the middle because that’s how most controlled tests for games work. You almost never just hit “new game” and start from the beginning."

Reddit user: "Rook is the name of the protagonist. Like “Inquisitor” was in DA:I." Someone speculated that Rook would be a fridged prologue companion like Jenkins Masseffect (F) and they replied "As someone who has played the game, don’t try your hand at the lottery for a while lol."

Reddit user: "Grey Warden isn't the class" [of the character seen in some of the screenshots] "I’m not confirming or denying the existence of different origins, but “Grey Warden” was not the class."

Reddit user: "I've played it. You can't directly control party members. A more apt comparison (and it's extremely weird that they didn't reference this [referring to the first Insider Gaming report] considering it's another bioware franchise) is Mass Effect. It's exactly like ME's wheel where you hold RB or whatever it was, and choose what ability they use." "They can always change it, but I've played it and unfortunately, I can confirm. I personally don't care as I never switch to companions in games where you can anyway, but it's exactly like ME in that aspect."

Reddit user: "Given the timing, I'm 99% sure his source is someone I played with." "Nothing in the leak that was stated definitively is incorrect." [referring to the first Insider Gaming report]

Reddit user [re: combat]: "I've played it, and tbf, it was closer to XV than to say, DA:I" "Combat felt like Andromeda with melee weapons. Take that for what you will lol." "XV was in reference t the combat wheel. It wasn't over the top at all though, it played like a typical action game (ie not teleporting everywhere)." "I've beaten all 3 [existing DA games] and have played Dreadwolf. It's nothing like the other games. It's action combat. Grounded though, not in a fantastical way like DMC." "I don't remember a wheel in XV, but then again I havent played it in a long time. What it is exactly like though (and them not using this descriptor makes me feel like they don't play bioware games) is Mass Effect. I've played it. The wheel is exactly like the ME games."

Reddit user [re: combat, when someone was asking about hack 'n' slash]: "It's more like Inquisition, although I wouldn't describe it as either. Plays like an action game." "What they meant [in the Insider Gaming article] is that it plays like an action game. So not like any of the DA games" "I described my playtime to friends as "Andromeda but melee"." "I thought it was fun. Funner than the DAs of the past. However I never really took advantage of all the tactical options in Bioware games, so if there's someone who is looing forward to that, they'll probably have significantly less fun than I did." They also confirmed the existence of skill trees, a map, choosing the PC's class, companions who used classes and jumping & a jump button. They said that there are 4 ability slots ("I was only ever able to use 4."). There's blocking but not parrying. Stats are levelled up automatically like they are in DA:I, so no skill points to allocate manually. "I’ve played it with 3 companions and 4 skills."

They confirm the following infos from the first Insider Gaming article:

- "The game still lacks features;" The game is missing voice lines and has a lot of placeholder text. - "Dreadwolf has a lot of similarities with previous games in the franchise;" AND "You can recruit members to your team"; The article basically just describes a Dragon Age game. ***POSSIBLE SPOILER*** "It’s understood that you’ll be able to move from your hub to missions by passing through a mirrored portal." - "You cannot control your team members, but you can issue commands to cast abilities;" Key word here is currently perhaps - "Combat will be hack n' slash-like and will be like Final Fantasy XV;" The article did not say it's hack n' slash like FF15, but the combat wheel itself is more like FF15 (I never played FF15 so I don't know if it's a time-slow type ability wheel or what).

and added on this topic, "I can confirm 75% of what that person has said, and the other 25% I just never experienced. Don't know why they would lie about it." "Unless they change it in the future, you can't directly control companions." "I've played it and can confirm everything in that article except for the release date and multiplayer stuff. You cannot directly control your companions, and its full hack and slash" "Other than what I didn't experience (multiplayer/hub) it's all true. Down to the part about a 1/10th of the lines not being recorded yet." "I can confirm almost everything in that leak." "Multiplayer I didn't experience, nor did I experience the hub world that was described, although the portal thing is true." "The hub thing he described, I never played, but I did use the portals he was talking about." They also commented on the missing voice lines, "It's implemented, they're just not all there yet. During my playthrough Id say maybe a 10th of the lines were missing, and a good amount of the monster sounds." "Oh for sure, it’s definitely not a mess at this stage. On the contrary, the environments are pretty beautiful. Only things that were missing were a few audio clips."

Reddit user [re: mirrored portrals and an open world]: "I can't confirm the existence of one, I could've just never experienced it from my time with the game, but I myself never played anything that could be considered open world. Funny enough, I never thought about that until your question just now. But it would make sense from what I played."

Reddit user: "Combat's are great, cutscenes' are decent. Best ever as far as Bioware is concerned (which should be a given). What's not great are the facial animations. Granted the game isn't done yet (and might be far from done, who knows), but as of rn, it's Andromeda 2.0"

Reddit user [re: not controlling party members]: "It's true." "Unless they change it sometime before release, which I doubt, I can confirm that you cannot." "I can confirm. You can't directly control them." They also commented that companion control felt like Mass Effect.

When someone said "i hope they don't mean a real "action" combat, and it would still have those Dragon Age" they replied "That's exactly what they mean." Someone mentioned no party member control and hack n slash, FF combat and they replied "Can confirm, both are true. I wouldn't say "will be like XV", and technically that's not what he said either. What he meant was that it's more of an action combat, not that you'll be teleporting around." Someone asked if it compares to Elder Scrolls and they said "Uhhh, yeah I guess. I usually play Elder Scrolls in first person, so that comparison would be kinda weird to me, but third person elder scrolls I guess would be more accurate than any of the past DA games. ES combat has no weight to it though, and this has weight. For real, it plays like Dark Souls games if you took out the invincibility frames and all the things that make them "hard"."

Someone asked about the party size, and they replied "Yeah, 2 party members and then a third based on what mission you're playing. Weapon wheel to control 3 abilities each for the two companion's you've brought and then 4 of your own abilities." "Now I will say, Idk how far I was into the game, so it's possible that it'll eventually open up to 3 of your choosing, but I played multiple missions and the third person was whoever you were helping at the time." "It’s still 4 [party members in total, so PC+3]."

Someone asked about what's happening to Solas and they replied "I have no idea lol. He was mentioned in passing seeing as he's the big bad now, but I never saw him or anything." "in Mass Effect for instance right? WHat Sovereign was up to wasn't described in every main mission. It wasn't even described in most of them."

Reddit user: "The look of the hair was pretty damn good I will say, the physics of it though, I didn't really pay attention to. Everything about the graphics looked sufficiently next gen, except for the facial animations. They're still Andromeda level, maybe a step up." "Everyone else's hair is great. Your character's hair is...decent." "Graphics are sufficiently next gen except for facial animations. They were the one stand out." "Movements are less stiff feeling, even when people are still. Animations and movement are better as well. They were satisfying to me, but of course, that’s subjective." "visuals and performance were pretty solid from my experience. That could obviously change though."

On facial animations someone asked them "You said that facial animations were only a bit better than those in Andromeda, but how do they compare to Inquisition? Because I think in Inquisition they were somehow better or at least didn't stand out that much like in Andromeda, despite the latter being newer game. I think I'll be okay with them being just a bit better than in Inquisition" and they replied "I’m looking at clips of Inquisition now and I think you hit the nail on the head when you said “at least didn’t stand out as much” because tbh, Inquisition and Andromeda weren’t that far apart in that aspect, they were definitely made using the same process, but Inquisitions somehow don’t stand out as much. Idk whether it’s because a lot of the people talking aren’t human or what. But it looks more like that than Andromeda. But because technology has gotten better, it looks better than both. I guess the conclusion is it still has that stiffness that both of them have, where it looks a couple steps removed from a robot that gets told to move pieces of their face X way at X time, but then at the end come back to Z position. So I guess I’d say the faces look and move like an HD Inquisition. I would’ve compared it to that instead of Andromeda, but I never realized they were so similar until you pointed it out lol."

Reddit user: "Yup, a KO for you is game over." [a KO for the PC]

Reddit user: "The maps feel like they could've came from DA:I design wise."

Reddit user: "It feels the same but different. I know that's an incredibly bs non-answer but it's true. It feels like a 2023 Bioware Dragon Age. For better or for worse. Anybody expecting DA:I 2 will be disappointed." "It'll probably be worth it [the wait] in the sense that DA fans will find it passable. But at this point (keep in mind the game still isn't done) it's not something that feels like it took 10 years to make or anything. Which is probably due to them reportedly restarting development multiple times." "I'd say most things about the game definitely feel more like Andromeda then DA:I" "If they keep it pretty much the same as my playtest, average players will be happy, but people who play Dragon Age games specifically for the Dragon Age gameplay probably won’t be. It’s completely different."

Someone asked about whether it answers DA lore questions, and what the storytelling/spread of storytelling is like and they said "I was dropped in and out of missions, so idk, but I will say it has A LOT of story elements from DA:O" and then "Same answer"

On characters they said "I didn't spend a significant enough amount of time to make that call [whether they're as interesting as the chars in DA:I. they're quirky though" "I think the character designs are sick, but that's completely subjective." "I wouldn't say I had enough time with the characters to get emotionally invested." Also someone asked if the characters are 3D, realistic and complex and they replied "Stereotypes unfortunately". Someone asked how the dialogue compares to ME:A, expressing the opinion that their "biggest issue with MEA was the MCU-esque style of writing that made the dialogue sound like it was ripped from bad tumblr fanfics. I couldn't take most of the cast seriously because they sounded more like caricatures than real characters." They replied "😬 bad news my man. What you just described is exactly how I would describe it.

Reddit user [re: armors]: "Im not sure how to answer that. Nothing really stood out, if that helps. But then again, idk what parts of the game I played. Could've been closer to the beginning where you just get the plain stuff."

Someone asked them "was the camera a tight over-the-shoulder cam like Andromeda, or was it more zoomed out / character centered like DAI / other 3rd person games?" and they replied "Zoomed out, but then tight when you use the weapon wheel (which youll be using a lot)" The other user asked if it was like Mad Max, and they said "Actually that's not a bad comparison. Picture the camera a bit further out though." On tac cam, they said "I was part of the leakers playtest. As of now, there is literally no tactical camera, but like you said, who knows if they’ll add it sometime before release. Just don’t get your hopes up."

Someone asked them "Does it feel like a medieval fantasy game still? It looks so sci fi to me, like the eluvians are shitty Rick and morty style portal guns all of the sudden. Does the neon purple take away from that feeling at all?" and they replied "It didn’t feel sci-fi to me but it sounds like you’re referring to a deeper level than just baseline aesthetics, and for that I think it’d be subjective. If you’re not though, no it still felt distinctly fantasy. Some parts more medieval than others." Someone also asked about warriors breaking stuff in the world, mages restoring terrain and rogues picking locks and they replied "Let’s just say…the game doesn’t play in a way that requires those anymore."

Reddit user: "Map design was one of the best parts, and boy were they gorgeous. The greenery specifically was the only thing in the game where I was like "This is exclusively next gen, like they couldn't have done this on last gen"."

Reddit user: "I thought it was fun, but I mean fun is subjective. Things were changed about the series that some long time fans will hate and some people who never liked Dragon Age will now love, such as the lack of tactical options." "I thought the combat was fun, but fun is subjective ya know? For instance, you guys already know that all the tactical stuff is gone, and for someone looking for that, they wouldn’t find it fun. I guess the takeaway could be that it’s by no means bad. Footage and screenshots are real. That’s 100% the game."

Reddit user: "I’ve played it. Recently. And all of the things people are giving the “year old” line in reference to are still the case. So the likelihood of them being changed are very slim."

Someone asked them "Hello! Could you share (or hint in some way) if some of the characters from previous games will make an appearance? (Beside Varric and Solas, obv). Some old leaks implied Bioware considered dual protagonist at some point, so I'm wondering if it turned into something. Or, at least, any mentions about Inquisition?" and they replied "[besides Varric and Solas] Literally the only people I saw/heard about lmao, sorry. I also never experienced anything regarding dual protagonists."

Someone asked them "Did it look to be anywhere near close to done??? I mean it's kinda a dumb question because on one hand I think you may have only played a certain area... On the other though I don't know anything about why you playtested, nor do I want to but, I am interested in knowing more about the overall size, comparison of detail to say like anything new gen, and whether or not they incorporated newer tech such as haptics, adaptive triggering, graphic upgrade and is the story intriguing or pushed... You know.". They replied:

"No no, that’s not a dumb question at all. Tbh, they could’ve said it was releasing at the end of the year and I’d believe them. The only thing I could see that wasn’t finished were the voice lines, and not even that many weren’t recorded. Maybe 1/10th. Graphics were superb except for the facial animations (and given Andromeda, that might just be how they’re going to stay). Controls were solid, enemies were solid, abilities were solid, UI and menu all looked unique and finished. General gameplay was in a finished state. Had a couple glitches here and there but nothing that couldn’t easily be ironed out.

[re: about the overall size, comparison of detail to say like anything new gen] From what I played, it seems more instanced than open world like DA:I, so I can’t really compare it in size, and obviously the previous 2 games have been outclassed in terms of technology.

[re: whether or not they incorporated newer tech such as haptics, adaptive triggering] Not that I saw, but idk if that’s the type of thing they’d incorporate anywhere before near the end of development. You sound like you’d have a better idea of that than I would though.

[re: graphcis upgrade] Graphics are for sure upgraded. The flora in particular I would say wouldn’t have been able to be created before the PS5 gen. It’s that good. Environments, clothing, faces were up there as well (clothing and faces could’ve been better with your character, but everyone else’s were next gen).

[re: is the story intriguing or pushed] The thing about judging a story is that even the most interesting ones fall flat if you experience it out of order (unless that’s the author’s intention), which I did. Even with putting bits and pieces together from what the characters were saying, I really felt nothing because I was coming in mid storyline."

[source] <- read the comments in context for them to make the most sense ofc :)

Edit - Update:

New comment of interest from the user (thanku @ladymacbethsimp for letting me know!). Someone asked them "can you attribute a single emoji to every companion you saw? like an out of context spoiler kind of thing". They replied "Hmmm I can try…" and posted these three emojis/series of emojis:

The screenshots I have included here are screenshots of the same comment from 2 different devices side by side, as emojis/emoji groupings can change appearance depending on OS etc.

so.. elf man of color, red hair woman and woman mage?

[opalescentdreamscape]

Part 3 of COD men in Stardew Valley, presenting... *drumroll* ... Johnny MacTavish!

Johnny moves to town in the middle of summer, after getting invited to dinner and drinks a few times by Kent. What little he had seen of the quaint place had been more than enough for him to know that it'd be a welcome change to his usual fast-paced environments. (Y'see, he's got this thing about fast motorbikes that he just can't seem to get away from...)

He moves into town one lovely Friday morning with a clang and a bang and the entire town wondering what just hit them, and they find out pretty dang quick. Johnny is fast to introduce himself to everyone and faster to make a few friends, like Shane, who admires his ability to drink and play a mean game of pool, and Sebastian, who can't help but enjoy Johnny's self-deprecating humor and shared love of motorcycles. He livens up the bar, being nearly too rowdy most nights but only just toeing the line, and really, with all the laughter he spreads around, no one is particularly peeved by his raucous ways.

Johnny, at first, doesn't think too much of the farmer. "Aye, farmin' is a good way to pass time, but it sounds awful boring, don't it?" He chuckles to them when they meet, accepting the basket of cheesy jalapeño poppers they hand him with a smile. "No offense intended, o'course. Jus' sounds a wee bit too slow of a lifestyle for my likin'."

"Oh yeah? Try this on for size: I spent all day yesterday using bombs to clear out gems and coal and stone and all sorts of other crap just so I could plants more watermelons on the south-west portion of my land. I also spent time just this weekend in the mines fighting monsters so I could get the materials I needed to start breeding slimes next season. Still sound boring?" Johnny has to admit that some of what they do *does* sound a smidge less boring than expected, and the conversation continues with a new thought brewing in his mind. All that land the farmer doesn't know what to do with, and it isn't like there's much going on in town according to the calendar... He approaches the farmer next morning, having given it all of an hours' thought and knowing he won't be able to rest until he puts his plan into motion.

"I don't know, Johnny, I'm pretty busy right now, and I'm not sure my farm has the space with all the crops I'm working on..."

"Oh c'mon, please? Jus' let us borrow some o' your land once a month or so, I'll be sure we dinnae leave a trace afterwards, be spic and span clean for ya, I promise!" He's barely even told the farmer what exactly it is he plans on doing yet, but with those big blue eyes staring them down like some sad puppy, how could they say no? Pretty easily, actually.

"No. But- hold on, before you go giving me the next saddest look I've ever seen, I've got a better idea. Have you seen the quarry yet?" Johnny admits that he hasn't, so you take him up on the rails, and he gets so excited upon seeing all the open space up there that he lifts the farmer in his arms for a moment before getting to work. The farmer, out of curiousity and nothing more (definitely nothing more), decides to help him clear things out for his project. The two of them break up all the rocks and compare homebrew bomb recipes while they're at it, and then have a contest for who can clear the most trees (Johnny swears the farmer won but they claim it was an even match.) They both take turns preparing the ground by pouring some big concrete slabs and then placing down beautiful wooden boards on the settled foundation, courtesy of all those trees that were chopped, creating a massive open floor space.

It takes 2 weeks between their regular duties and Johnny's other preparations, but the both of them finally finish setting the quarry up right as winter starts.

"It's no fair, we wen' and got everythin' nice and prettied up just for the weather to take a shite. Real nice." Johnny gripes and groans the whole day about it, lamenting the poor timing of it all, but decides to spend the winter staging the next part of his idea: getting people to show up. He decides the real affair will happen on the first good-weather Friday the coming spring, so obviously he needs to convince as many people from town as possible to show up before then.

He starts with the farmer, of course, then has a meeting with Gus and Lewis. Gus agrees to cater the event, and Lewis agrees that it would be a wholesome event to invite the town to, so he'll see about making an official notice to everyone. Next is Clint, to help with some decorations ("I've never made this kind of thing before, Johnny, but I guess I could try it." Clint is unsure at first, since he only usually makes tools and weapons, but really, how hard could it be to learn glassmaking? Very hard, he finds out, and he gripes to Johnny later that he's lucky he had so much time to figure it out before the event.) And finally, Emily and Haley for more decorations and activity ideas. By the time spring arrives, the entire town is buzzing about what Johnny has planned for them, with almost everyone having a part to play in setting it up and no one actually knowing what it is yet, or even where he's hosting it. ("Surely it won't be in his little cottage. Maybe the farmer's land, since they've been helping him this whole time?" "No, I just saw their fields, there's no space for a big gathering there.")

The day comes. It's the first Friday (man, Johnny really has a thing for starting the weekend right), the first warm, lovely Friday of the season. Poor Johnny has been on edge all week as he sets up all the final preparations and triple-checks that everything is going exactly as planned. The floor is set, the decorations are in place, everything is spic and span and cleaned and moved around, and the farmer nearly has to force Johnny to take breaks for food and drinks because he's so manic about the whole thing. The time finally arrives at 7 o'clock on the dot, with Johnny heading up to the quarry and the farmer meeting the attendees by the bus.

"Alrighty folks, are we ready to have one of the best parties I've ever had the pleasure to help host?" The farmer greets everyone they see, and the townsfolk all pause in confusion when, instead of hopping onto the bus, the farmer starts herding them in two's and three's to the minecart.

"Don't worry, everyone, Johnny has this planned out to a tee. Tonight is gonna be amazing!" The farmer encourages them all as they go, and half an hour later takes the cart to the quarry themselves to see what all the fuss Johnny has been making is about.

Well, they certainly aren't disappointed. The quarry entrance is covered in a gazebo-like structure, with colorful fairy lights and decorated woodworks obscuring the view to the rest of the quarry. Stepping out, they see the main space has been completely transformed from what it was. A massive dance floor takes up the main space, with several tables, speakers, chairs, and even a stage surrounding it. Fairy lights of all colors are strewn about, along with streamers, banners, flowers, and even a photo booth manned by Haley, who smiles at the line already forming in front of her. Gus and Linus are manning two grills near a few of the tables, which are already laden down with tons of snacks and plates. Emily is dancing by herself on a corner of the floor, and Robin and Demetrius are in another corner dancing together. Everywhere the farmer looks, there are people from their town, their *home*, having a good time and looking as happy as can be, and the smile they give Johnny is brighter than the sun as they think of it.

"Well? Whaddaya think? Is it too much?" Johnny sidles up next to the farmer, looking pleased with himself. It's really no wonder that they drag him onto the dance floor and start having a good time right then, and no one is surprised when Johnny and Linus and even Sam take turns leading group dances, or when Pam spikes the punch bowl, or even when Johnny kisses the farmer later that night during a slow song. Everyone files home after, still giggling with warm cheeks and tired feet, and Johnny walks the farmer to their doorstep after to make sure they got home safe. Definitely no other reasons, and there definitely wasn't any kissing involved.

Definitely not.

[yellowymellon]

If we’re talking about the in-character path that he walks… to be real I think Sunday does not fw Aeons. He wanted to create an Aeonless World where humans can create and build with their own hands without the Gods tampering with people’s existences according to his own words.

In-character I think Sunday respects literally none of Those guys so you’re right when he says the notion of the path but not the Aeon Themselves. You can respect the concept of happiness but think Aha is kind of a jerk I think. Ena the Order resonated to his own world-view more so than Harmony because he is the wettest, soggiest cat, who could not see a world where everyone purposefully held hands and made a better world but he could see a world where someone could an extend a hand, stay at the top of the totem pole, and *then make everyone* work together. That’s how I read it. If anyone else has any takes or you do please feel free because I am character-studying as we speak…..

As for where Sunday goes from here… the letter is so bad I’m not going to lie I read it and I was that one image with the eyes and mouth open. Elio morally greyness is strong here. I’m half-hoping they’re both “end justifies the means”… personally and they join teams and they both have the most awkward silences ever together… because I like to think this means Elio could have stopped him. Tried harder to. Implied it more or used different phases to stop Sunday from going on this path. The “eternal separation” of siblings perchance because I know that if he knew it was bound to fail, if he knew what it’d do it stop… but just told him they were here at the end of the road because this was the way for the trailblazer to be seen by *Xipe.*

It kills me. It signifies how in control of things Elio is. I hate it. I think Sunday will hate it too if I’m not making unseen connections… this is just how I read it. 💀

Oooh I agree! Sunday doesn't believe in any aeon's capabilities to help humans as their needs were never a priority to them, so even tho he did sound like an ena fan boy he was still aware of the destruction they caused to civilizations and that ultimately this aeon won't save them either. That's why he follows the order but not ena, is what I concluded. So I thought, was he creating his own path as he ascends to aeonhood? And would his path be broader than harmony and order or will it clash ? I still can't figure it out....

But that analogy of wet cat? *Chef kisses* I think he unintentionally played God, he said that's not his objective but it was more so of a "fine, I'll do it myself" moment. I just realized that Xipe is being treated as the more righteous even tho they have their fair share of bizarre happenings, meanwhile no one can doubt Ena's contributions to the world, even if they were bad, the order isn't bad. It's just like how robin doesn't represent the messed up side of Harmony, she'll never be the extreme and I don't think Sunday understands what moderation means since he's desperate, and would rather do it all himself so as to suffer alone.

Tbh I didn't read the letter yet since I'm busy T_T but I adored elio's character for it. I'm sure elio is an anti-hero as he's doing this to save the universe, his methods are wicked and he doesn't mind the necessary sacrifice, truly everything happens for a reason. He's playing 5d chess . I'd blab about him forever but I'm making that post some other day lolol

[ms-nesbit]

can you PLEASE do another jason todd x reader thing? mayb a short ficc?

honestly i loved doing one yesterday, and i've no problem with another today. ig today is good for taking requests overall!!!

summary: y/n is a bookkeeper and Jason is a regular customer (but only on the y/n's work days).

note: again, fluff. I am aware of Jason's relationships with women in the comics, and I want to strike a fair compromise (since I really do write him as demisexual in most AUs).

The bell attached to the entrance door to Gomez Books rang, signaling y/n to perk up from her seat behind the register.

"Good morning, welcome to — oh, hello, Mr. Todd!" she smiled brightly once she identified the tall figure near the register. "How was Memphis?"

Jason nodded. "Quite good, actually. A tad too realistic, but sometimes we all need that, right?" he chuckled, to which y/n laughed sympathetically. "But I was wondering if you recommend something new for me? If that isn't too much, of course."

He reached around and rubbed the back of his neck nervously, exposing some of his bicep from the t-shirt he wore. Y/n watched as the muscles tensed, distracted from the conversation for a moment before clearing her throat. "Yes, certainly! It is my job, after all!" she rose from her seat and brushed off her trousers. "Would you please follow me?"

Jason obliged, and followed behind y/n as she guided them through aisles of shelves and stacks of books. Occasionally, his eyes would wander to her hips, wondering how soft she would feel, or if she would beam as brightly at him as she would at her books.

"And here we are!" she chimed, handing Jason a book titled Stardust. "Since you made the comment about realism, I thought perhaps this would spark some interest."

Jason thumbed through the pages, sharing mild interest. "It's about a boy's travel to manhood, and the real meaning of love and self-worth." Y/n slipped her hands in the back pockets of her trousders nonchalantly. "And I think your girlfriend would like it, too. Or boyfriend!" she hesitated, laughing nervously.

Oh my god she's adorable he thought to himself, eyes beaming at her. "I don't have either of those." he smirked. "Is it like, heavy on the romance?"

Y/n sighed. "Yes, it is. It's not about some American values, if that's what you're worried about. But it does contain some symbolism that I personally found interesting."

Jason's head cocked to the side as she spoke, in awe by her devotion. I'm in love with a damn bookkeeper. "That sounds decent. Plus it's relatively short, so I may finish it before the end of my shift." he spoke solemnly as they walked together back to the register.

"If you want," y/n started, "I can lend you my personal copy, and you can return it whenever you're finished." she sat back down in her seat, flipping through her knapsack. "Here." she removed another copy from her bag, this one showing obvious signs of love. "Sorry for the little water stains and whatnot."

Again, Jason smiled brightly at her. "And you'll be around by like 5 this evening so I can bring it back?"

Y/n shook her head. "I get off in a couple of hours at 3." She tried to suppress a smile, as she knew exactly what he was thinking.

That's because he only frequents the shop when y/n's around, Mr. Gomez divulged a little too eagerly.

Who's that guy? Clarice asked y/n, pointing at Jason, I've never seen him around.

"Oh." his shoulders slumped as his grip of the book tightened. "W-would I be able to keep it until your next shift? That way I can return it to you directly?"

It was the first time y/n saw Jay so nervous. "How about this:" she began, rising from her seat and reaching over to slip a note in the book, "you can return the book back to me tonight and we can discuss it over dinner."

"Y/n." she finished. "And, uh, wear something red, if you will." she checked him out and flashed him a titillating look.

Heat rose to Jason's cheeks as he nodded. He opened the book to read the note, which read Call or text me, Romeo xoxo with a phone number scribbled at the bottom. "I think I'd like that..."

Jason grinned from ear to ear, beginning the first chapter of Stardust after he sang, "I'll pick you up then, y/n."

[raccoon-eyed-rebel]

Part 5

Masterlist

Series Masterlist

Part 4 🟣 Part 6 

A reverse harem vampire AU ft. Mikey, Marshall, August and Sherlock

Series summary: Somehow, you've managed to live with your boyfriend and his roommates for months before finding out they're vampires, but the real shock first comes when they find out you have a special quality. A quality the guys would love to make use of...

Warnings: Mentions of blood, biting, vampire stuff.

Word count: 3.5k

A/N: Buttload of information incoming!

@geralts-yenn @deandoesthingstome @summersong69

Elective courses on vampirism. Mind reading gifts. Vampires appearing out of nowhere. The strange urge to offer yourself up as dinner you hadn't been able to stop. The term 'blood whore' wouldn't leave your thoughts. Part of you wished Marshall had never shared that with you. And the suggestion that you play walking buffet for four vampires... Now there was something that definitely rubbed you the wrong way.

Thirty minutes went by quickly as you thought about everything that had happened, and not even a second after you caught yourself violently curious and longing for information, there was a knock on the door.

"Mikey told me to tell you that you don't have to scream," Sherlock said as he stepped into your room. "How are you feeling?" The question sounded less feverish than half an hour ago in the living room; he'd obviously calmed down again.

"I'm good. How is everyone else?"

"Gone," he said, "I told them to hit the road."

"Thank you." The last thing you needed right now was Marshall and Mike digging around in your brain. "Where do we start?"

"Curious, huh?" Sherlock asked. "That's good. I say we go through the topics, and you point out the need-to-knows?” Actually, that didn't sound like a bad idea.

"I still can't believe I am taking vampire lessons out of necessity all of a sudden."

"I'm sure you can adjust," Sherlock said, "your curiosity is a perfect indicator for it."

"I mean..." You could tell you were beginning to blush. "It's definitely interesting."

"Certainly," he said. "Now, first of all; thank you. I don't think I've said that."

"You're welcome." You were surprised by how much you genuinely meant that. "How come you were in such rough shape?"

"I was away for research over the summer, there hadn't been an opportunity to feed for weeks. I used my last bit of strength to get home."

"What were you researching?"

"Oh, I'll need to talk you through four more courses to make it understandable." His tone was friendly, and it made you like him even more. He wasn’t a condescending dick, like August.

"Maybe later," you laughed.

"What do you know?"

"Mike and the others brought me up to speed on the garlic, how turning someone works, a little bit about the gifts. And your... Food sources."

"Alright, so the basics. And our version of 'the talk'." Yes, you confirmed, that was pretty much it. "Perhaps a basic rundown of what you are wouldn't be out of place."

"I was hoping that would be one of the topics, yes." You just hadn't been entirely sure that it was 101 enough.

"You have a right to know, but it might be a bit complicated. Some things I may not be able to explain today, I hope you can accept that without thinking of me as a condescending arse?"

"I'm familiar with August, so I'm no stranger to a little derision." Sherlock laughed at your remark.

"That's a fair point."

"Anyway, Marshall called me a 'natural', was it?" If you were this curious about your classes, you’d be a straight A student, you were sure of it. Unfortunately for you and your grades, vampires were a tad more interesting. Especially since you were apparently wired to be food for them.

"Yes."

"Because being a vampire snack comes natural to me? Or 'us', I guess?" You definitely sounded more casual than you felt about the whole situation. There was definitely a lot to talk about, a lot to unpack, and a part of you really just wanted to hide from it all.

"Yes and no. Let me..." He took a tablet from the bag you had never seen him put down in the first place, and pulled up actual lecture slides. "I am going to try to make this an A to B kind of story. I am also going to warn you I'm not very good at those. I probably won't have to tell you vampires aren't the monsters humans once believed us to be."

"Mike took care of that... It took a me a minute to get on board with that." There was no point in lying to him, especially since your education had seemed to be a massive redeeming factor up until now.

"You were raised by the opposition, then?" Sherlock chuckled softly.

"Very much so, homeschooled and everything." Sherlock raised his eyebrows upon hearing your answer, and commented on the fact that Mike had done a very good job at changing your beliefs about vampires.

"There's still a lot to unpack,” you said softly while looking at your hands. It was all strange and new, and you were long past the option of walking away and pretending none of this had ever happened.

"Indubitably." There was something heartwarming about Sherlock’s smile you couldn’t quite put your finger on. He was a handsome man, slightly older than the others, though not by much, with a certain serenity to him that came with years – possibly centuries – of experience. How anyone was able to concentrate with him as a professor, however, you couldn’t figure out.

Somewhere along the way, your subconscious decided it was time to start asking questions, and pushed one to the front of your mind: "How did I become the way I am?" Sherlock patiently explained that you were born that way: It was an unusual, though not rare, mutation.

"What does it do?"

"If you'll allow me more than a single sentence in between interruptions, I'll tell you." Another charming smile gave you the weird urge to giggle – but you suppressed it.

"Sorry, professor,” you said jokingly, and he answered with a chuckle.

"As I was trying to say; humans and vampires have been coexisting peacefully for several centuries. Mike wouldn't even know of a time where they didn't, the rest of us have memories aplenty, and some scars for good measure.

"We made it this far, because we gradually developed a symbiotic relationship with your kind. Now, normally, these types of evolution take far longer than just a few short centuries, and to this day we don't know just what accelerated this change. It's especially curious because your kind is, as I pointed out earlier, quite unusual.

"Now, most humans who voluntarily allowed us to feed ourselves found it exhilarating, a thrill. Which was understandable because there was a significant risk of dying. There still is."

"Excuse me? Mike assured me that the only way to die would be if he… chose to…" Had he been lying to you when he said that dying wasn’t something you needed to worry about in your little experiment? You immediately felt embarrassed for asking. The details of your sex life were none of Sherlock’s business, after all, and you’d rather avoid this topic of conversation altogether – but it was too late for that, now.

"Ah, right. Bear with me for a moment, please? That relationship between vampires and naturals I described, tackles precisely that problem, and the one of the significant pain a normal human donor usually feels."

"Pain? There's no..."

"Not for you, not beyond the pain of the bite itself. For a normal human, even weakened venom would be painful. To willingly go through that would be indicative of serious masochistic tendencies." Sherlock also explained that this was precisely the reason that ‘unmedicated administration of bites’ – as he called it – was something usually reserved for erotic purposes. You appreciated the clinical, professional approach he took to explaining what was – in essence – more kinky vampire shit.   

"So when I offered without thought, you knew?"

"I suspected, and I do have to admit I was prepared to confirm my theory. Then I saw Mike's face. Marshall's commentary confirmed my suspicions. I'm fairly sure he got confirmation from Mikey's thoughts directly."

"And how does my… Condition… Tackle the problem of being drained?" Was ‘condition’ the right word? Existence? Nature?

"A fair question that's kept us occupied for quite some time. It wasn't a secret for long that some humans not only felt no pain when fed on, but also didn't seem to run out of blood. You can imagine what a commodity you were. Large sums of money were involved in the trade of your kind. You were stolen, wars were fought over you. Not to mention the crusades against you as much as us, because humans believed your kind's specific purpose was to feed vampires, and they believed that voluntary feeding was of the devil. They tried everything in their power to keep our feeding practices a crime."

"I'm afraid my family is still in that camp…" You shuddered at the thought of your parents finding out about your current living arrangements, let alone them finding out you were anything other than the perfect little girl they thought they had raised.

"Then I can't tell you how glad I am they never found out about your nature." Sherlock had an apologetic look on his face when he said it, and you decided not to push the matter, but it did make you feel uneasy. Luckily, it wasn’t hard to move on from the subject when the next question popped up in your mind.

"What causes it?"

"Right, the actual answer to your question. Your blood contains a chemical that, when it comes into contact with our venom, creates two other chemicals; one of which accelerates the speed with which your blood regenerates to the point where a vampire can't feed faster than you… replenish. Experiments have been conducted with two of us feeding simultaneously, and results showed it was not only dependent on the amount of venom in your system, but also a matter of habituation."

"Like… Breastfeeding?"

"An interesting choice to describe a basic supply and demand economy, but yes, and also very much no. Do you mind if we skip the technicalities for now?" He emphasized the fact that this would become a very lengthy conversation very rapidly if he were to explain everything in detail, though he didn’t want to put you off asking for further explanations, if that was what you really wanted. For now, however, you were good with the basics.

"If you bite me, I make blood faster, got it." The questions just kept coming, and you were really glad to not have asked for more details, because you were sure your head would overflow with information by the end of this talk, anyway. “What did Mike mean when he said he’d have to… drain me on purpose? mean, he didn’t know what I was at that point. Did he lie to me?”

“Ah, right. He didn’t lie. You see, he wasn’t feeding at the time. There would have been no reason for him to drink a large quantity of blood. Does that answer your question?" You nodded in reply to his asking. “Perfect. Moving on to the other chemical. That’s what is responsible for the… It’s been described as a ‘warm, fuzzy feeling’ you experienced during the… exchange. That one has an effect on us, too, if we take it in. It causes the overwhelming urge to take care of and protect you.”

“That’s what that was?”

Sherlock smiles apologetically. “Yes, it was. I’m sorry for not explaining it then and there, but it’s a very strong sense of protectiveness, and it had been a while since I’d fed in general, let alone from a natural. I was a bit preoccupied.”

“It’s okay,” you said, and you meant it.

“That chemical is also what made you so inclined to offer to let me feed. It was a rather strong urge, wasn’t it?” Indeed, it had been. So strong, even, that you doubted whether or not you would have been able to ignore it.

“And those things don’t happen when feeding on a normal human?”

“Indeed it doesn’t. We’ve managed to synthesize the chemical that serves as a painkiller and makes regeneration faster, which is what we now use to allow for safe feeding. But we haven’t been able to recreate the other one. Again, I unfortunately can’t tell you why. Efforts have been made. I suppose it’s hardly necessary to recreate that one, in fact it would be counterproductive to elicit that effect on purpose. Oh well…”

“So, voluntary feeders aren’t in pain, and you don’t have to worry about them afterwards. That sounds like a better deal than feeding on a natural.”

“It isn’t. It’s always better than feeding on an unwilling donor, or someone in pain – who isn’t enjoying that pain. But your kind have…”

“The a5 Wagyu of blood?” You couldn’t quite figure out whether or not that sounded like a brag, but it was out now, time to just roll with it.

“Exactly.”

"And feeding on another vampire? How does that compare? How is it even possible?" You were starting to feel awkward about your relentless curiosity, but Sherlock assured you that it was no problem whatsoever.

"Ah. We'll keep it simple. You know vampires drink blood."

"Obviously, I was lunch not even an hour ago." As if you could ever forget the most basic bit of vampire knowledge out there.

“Right. Logically, vampires can feed on anything that has blood.” “So vampires have blood?”

“Correct. Our metabolism works differently; it processes blood we drink and turns it into our own, which then functions as the fuel for our bodies. It’s as fulfilling as human blood, but the only way for us to come by more of it is to feed. We don’t make more blood. We also don’t taste as good. Alright, we taste very bad.” Sherlock laughed, and it sounded almost sarcastic.

“And human food?”

“That tastes absolutely fine, but metabolizing costs far more energy, because our system isn’t wired for it. It takes about five times as much food to sustain us than it does you.”

It looked like it was finally time to ask the question you’d been avoiding: “When Mike said you all hoped…”

“Ah,” Sherlock wasn’t surprised you asked the question. “When you said ‘McBloodDrive’, that wasn’t far off – conceptually. But it lacked a lot of depth and feeling. I understand your resistance to the idea, but would you allow me to explain?”

“Isn’t that why we’re here?” You tried to conjure up a smile – and failed miserably.  

“Good point. Where to begin… First of all; it’s like you said. You have the blood-equivalent of A5 Wagyu running through your veins. Can we at least agree it’s understandable they want a taste of that?” Alright, you couldn’t deny that without lying… “So part of it is a bit of jealousy towards Mike.”

“Mikey doesn’t… He hasn’t…” You felt a blush creep onto your cheeks again at Sherlock’s suggestion.

“He would have asked sooner or later,” Sherlock said, sounding fairly sure of himself, “knowing Mike, it would have been sooner rather than later.” Even you had to admit that that sounded entirely plausible.

“Besides, most humans get curious at some point. I mean. You did.” He made a vague gesture at your neck.

“Are you saying I would have asked him to feed on me at some point?”

“There’s a very strong possibility.” You had to admit you’d been curious, and as much as you hated to admit it now, there had been a part of you that had been wondering what it felt like if someone were to feed on you. Of course the events of this afternoon had satisfied that curiosity – but there was still definitely something inside you that wouldn’t mind doing it again.

Sherlock then went on to explain that these relationships were not just for the benefit of the vampires, but also for your kind. Adverse effects for you were minimal if not nonexistent – though in the olden days, a natural would have been expected to be available without question, at all times. You, however, still couldn’t fathom being anything other than…

“A McBloodDrive?” he asked with a sardonic chuckle. You shrugged. It was really the only thing you could come up with.

“You’re underestimating the nature of the relationship. They are really rather intimate – it’s inescapable. You wouldn’t simply be a food source. Dear Lord, how do I explain this… I can’t do this well, I’m sorry. I think I may need the others. Are you okay with that?” You nodded. Sherlock gave them a quick call, asking them to come back to the apartment before returning to your conversation.

“And… They were gunning for a steady thing, right?” The answer to your question was affirmative. From here on out, the questions that bubbled up in your mind were no longer coherent, the next no longer a continuation of the former – it was a mess, that was the only way you could describe it.

“Those… arrangements… are they common?”

“They are not. In fact, they’re quite rare. Many naturals capitalize on their assets, so to speak.”

“You can make money off it?”

“Oh yes. Quite a lot, too. Some of us pay good money for a steady arrangement with one of you.” He explained a type of relationship that was very reminiscent of a sort of sugar daddy type of setup – not something you were interested in at all. Others, he said, were just able to afford regular feedings from naturals, but the general setting for the establishments that offered those services was much more relaxed, more comfortable, and much more exclusive and therefore less crowded.  

“These arrangements… what are they like?” you asked when he explained all of this to you.

“What are you really asking me?” By now you had definitely learned that not much escaped this guy’s attention.

“Is it a sex thing?” You felt blood rush to your cheeks as you asked your question, but you had to know. And you didn’t find it weird, either.

“Is that what this afternoon felt like?” You quickly shook your head. That definitely hadn’t been sexual, although it was absolutely very intimate.

“The intimacy is a given in the kind of situation you would end up with us.” He said ‘us’, you noticed, so he wasn’t opposed to the idea, either. He did express that there was a possibility that such agreements occasionally did lead to deeper feelings of intimacy between participants. It led you to question whether one of you and four of them would be weird, to which Sherlock answered that the other way around would be much stranger.

“Have you ever been involved in such an arrangement?” you asked carefully. Your curiosity was really getting the better of you, and you didn’t know if you could contain it any longer. “You don’t have to answer! I don’t mean to pry. If it’s personal, by all means, don’t tell me.”

“It’s alright, darling, it is personal, but I am more than happy to share the story,” he said. It answered your question; it was obviously a ‘yes’. “It was just over five hundred years ago.” That shocked you, and you realized you had never asked the guys how old they were. Your surprise must have been apparent, because Sherlock answered the question you had never dared ask.

“I am just under nine hundred years old,” he said, “Marshall and August a little over four. Mike was born in the sixties.”

“He’s just a baby?” Somehow you found that incredibly endearing.

“Don’t say that to him. August would be quick to agree with you, though.” Sherlock let out another one of his dark chuckles. The sound of them was incredibly soothing.

“Where were you five hundred years ago?” you whispered. It seemed like such a strange thing to ask.

“English court,” he answered, “serving as a court physician under Henry XIII. The first Duke of Suffolk – Charles Brandon – was one of us, and he had… procured one of your kind – don’t ask me how, I have no idea and I doubt I want to know – to feed on. For services rendered he offered me… access, so to speak. It was a rather clean-cut business arrangement, as impersonal as could be. He refused to allow me to tend to her, afterwards, which made it hard on me, occasionally.”

“How so?” you asked, wondering out loud what would have happened if you had told him to back off.

“Nothing would have happened, per se, but it is a very strong, uncomfortable feeling of needing to do something, desperately wanting to take care of someone, and not being able to. It soured my mood rather thoroughly.” He chuckled softly again, but the sound had a melancholic ring to it, this time. The memories clearly struck a chord with him, still, and you weren’t surprised at all when he changed the subject.

“The others will be back soon,” he said hoarsely before clearing his throat, “I suggest you take another minute, because this wasn’t the last long talk of the day, I’m afraid.”

[wario-speedwagon]

Dave and Old Sport Adopt a Kid: Chapter 9

Ho there, again! You know the drill, have another chapter, you lovable scamps! Hope you enjoy the extra fluff! Full chapter is under the cut <3

Chapter 1 Chapter 8

Chapter 9

“Alright, kiddo, you’re all set!” Dave said, turning the girl around to face him. “Unfortunately, the only mirror I know of is still currently occupied… But hey! I think you look great! Old Sport was right, it really is simple once you get a feel for it!”

But for some reason, Pruny looked slightly shy; maybe she wasn’t used to having her hair dolled up?—she kept reaching her hand back to feel her newly tied up hair—or maybe she wasn’t sure if he had done a good job…? Nah, it was probably the first idea, Dave decided. After all, he made sure to keep reassuring her that he knew exactly what he was doing and to just trust the process!

Dave stood up and extended his hand to her. “C’mon. That old diva’s hogged the bathroom for long enough, so we’re just gonna come in and share it real quick.”

The girl gave him her tiny hand, so he gingerly led her down the hallway to the bathroom and opened it, startling the orange man inside again.

“—Dave, I assume you would have snooped in on the part where I said it’s polite to knock first. What is it?”

Jack’s orange face was complete like normal again, and he was now finishing up the backs of his hands.

“Sorry, Old Sport. We just wanted to share the mirror real quick.” Dave moved aside to let the girl ahead of him into the bathroom that was quickly getting cramped.

Jack looked down at her somewhat incredulously.

“Is that… a French braid? How’d–”

“Man, do I look French to you? This style’s American as it comes, far as I’m concerned–!”

“You made it sound like you could barely even pull hair into a hair tie!”

“Well, I mean, yeah, that part took a fair bit of… trial and error, but once I did that, I thought I’d try ‘n’ figure out one of those braid thingies, and uh, then I figured it out!”

“...Just… all on your own? With no reference?”

“...Yes?”

“How!?”

“I don’t know, uh… just trial and error? I don’t know what to tell ya, that’s just my ‘M.O.’ with this kinda stuff, yknow?”

Jack just kept glancing back and forth between him and Pruny, his face a fluctuating mix between impressed and skeptical. He then stepped forward and lifted up Pruny’s single back braid to briefly inspect it… and then finally shrugged in acceptance.

“Wow. So could you theoretically… teach yourself how to fix my car sometime?”

“Ha, only if you give us a place to stay here!” he said without missing a beat or an opportunity to blackmail his way into Jack’s heart–

“Pass.”

(Aww…)

At the same time, they both noticed Pruny was trying to lean up on her tippy toes to the mirror. Dave lifted her from under her arms to let her see herself better.

“...There! Whaddya think, kid? Not bad for my first time, eh?”

Having finally seen herself properly, a smile cracked on her face. And that made Dave crack a smile of his own. He could even see a small one on Jack’s face as well in the mirror that all three were facing together.

Together, looking like proper family, in Dave's eyes.

Good. He’s worked hard to get this far. And he’ll keep going.

If you aren’t given a family, then you just gotta chase one yourself. Whatever it takes.

“All right, let’s get some breakfast. It’s getting to be 10:30.”

“Fuck yeah! Food!” Dave lowered his girl back onto her feet so he could promptly make for the kitchen.

And so at last, the colorful crew exited the poor, crowded bathroom.

(Though not without Dave hitting his head on the top of the doorframe first.)

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...He heard and felt the plastic *clonk* his head made as it fell forward onto his desk.

Scott was having the most miserable morning of his life. And of what would be left of it if he didn’t somehow pull off an unlikely miracle.

Moments ago, he had just gotten off a call from Fazbender HQ regarding the missing kids investigation. He’d received a chilling ultimatum that every Phone Guy feared:

Clean up the scandal. You know what happens if you fail.

Oh, if only he were capable of crying, he would have used that faculty so many times since becoming– er, always having been a Phone Guy, and he sure as heck would be indulging in it now!

But Phone Guys always simply have to get back to work in the end. It’s all they know.

It’s all they’re designed for.

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The three colored cryptids were sitting in a peaceful silence at the dining table. Pruny had made quick work of her pop tarts (properly cooked this time!) and was given a pen and notepad to start doodling while Dave and Jack continued “enjoying” their moldy unbuttered toast and black coffee.

They’d realized only after having already toasted it and presenting it to her that maybe a living aubergine child wouldn’t be able to stomach mold quite as well as immortal decomposing zombies, so they microwaved her a pop tart and took her extra toast to finish themselves. That was an embarrassing moment for all three of them. But it was even worse for Jack whose precious pop tart stash was quickly diminishing in the span of less than a day…

Dave, however, was an easy guest to feed; he was wildly un-fussy. Concerningly so. Jack suspected that he might have foreign, cryptid taste buds or something, because considering his pizza of preferences and how graciously Dave accepted black coffee and plain moldy toast, there was no way he had a normally functioning sense of taste.

Pruny, on the other hand, had the common sense to turn her nose up at the obviously rotten food that Jack had long resigned to getting used to, and it made him embarrassed to realize how low his standards had fallen over the years since he last ever made food for other people.

Jack took a sip of his coffee.

Putting away that whole fiasco from his mindspace, his thoughts then returned to what he had been reflecting on in the bathroom as he finished up his makeup.

Though the way Dave went about communicating it was obnoxious, he did have a point. By now Dave deserved to at least know a basic thing or two about him.

But then Jack didn’t know how he would even begin to get into the personal matters Dave was curious about, nor did he really know where he exactly wanted to draw lines on what he should share or not.

Dave doesn’t even know what he did to us.

Catching himself zoning out instead of eating, Jack resumed his last piece of toast. Pruny was still very invested in the bunny she was drawing.

“Dave.”

“Yeah?”

“Sorry for getting all mad at you earlier,” Jack casually admitted through a mouth full of moldy toast.

“Oh. …You were mad? I thought that was just you sober,” Dave jabbed lightheartedly to not much reaction from Jack. Composing himself more seriously–

“...Don’t worry about it, Old Sport, you probably had your reasons. But can I ask what made you mad specifically?”

Jack took a thoughtful moment to figure out how he wanted to answer that.

“... ...I don’t like thinking about who I used to be. Let alone talking about it.”

“What, y’mean with your kid and all?”

“Sister,” Jack corrected.

“Right, right…”

Dave thought for a moment about Jack's words and what they meant. Then he added:

“Yknow, you’re maybe as cryptic as Henry was. It took me ages to get that man to tell me he once had a wife n’ kid.”

Jack raised his eyebrows at that unexpected revelation.

“Really? That guy had a wife and kid!?”

“Mhm. Did you?”

“Huh? No, died too young for any of that.” ...My brother had a wife and kid though.”

“Alright, now we're gettin' somewhere! So you have a brother too! What’s he up to these days?”

“... He’s dead.”

“O-Oh." His excitement immediately subsided. "…W-What about your sister then?”

“Also dead.”

Dave’s whole demeanor had changed. Jack had never seen him this emotionally conflicted before; it was morbidly refreshing in a way. Clearly he craved more answers, but didn’t like how depressingly blunt they were all turning out to be.

“...Parents?” Dave tried again.

“Dead.”

Well, that’s just one of many reasons why Jack never bothered sharing anything about himself. It’s not exactly a good topic for small talk, is it?

“So it’s just you now. No other relatives?”

“None.”

“... I’m sorry to hear that.”

“Yeah.” Jack took another sip of coffee.

Silence hung in the air for a good several seconds, filled only with the scribbling scrawls of Pruny and her pen as she kept drawing, practically unaware of her surroundings.

“You wanna hug?”

“...Huh?”

“You heard me.”

“I don’t–...” Jack chuckled before trailing off.

He stared contemplatively at Dave who had now turned his chair toward him in hopeful preparation for a ‘yes.’

…which Jack certainly wasn’t going to say.

…Yet… he couldn’t quite bring himself to say ‘no’ either, not to that sincerity behind Dave’s offer. Which was strange, because Jack was always comfortable rejecting sincerity.

“...C’moooon, you know you want toooo…!” Dave egged on playfully when Jack didn’t answer for too long.

After a few beats of Jack’s indecision, Dave finally took his lack of ‘no’ as a potential ‘yes,’ and got up, slowly closing in for a hug, but with enough awkward hesitation to give Jack the chance to back out.

Wanting to end this awkward limbo–

“Sure, what the hell.”

And then he felt the force of the aubergine’s embrace around him, and he simply took it, in the way that one ‘takes’ a bucket of ice over the head. Jack could feel his face flush from mild embarrassment mixed with the overwhelming novelty of physical contact that he hadn’t really felt in ages.

Oh well, this might as well just happen.

Pruny’s focused eyes had briefly glanced a check upward at them, and then she looked up again with attention at the sight of them hugging—well, of Dave hugging Jack.

Dave, having noticed her, waved an arm to motion her over, and she gladly obeyed, hopping off her chair, running around the table, and then running into a hug on Jack’s other side.

Now two pairs of aubergine arms were wrapped around him. And Jack just sat there accepting it.

…Not hating it.

(Chapter 10)->

[agent-troi]

Find the Word (Love Themed) tag

Thanks for the tag @randomfoggytiger! this looks like fun lol

The rules are simple, find the given words in your writing (WIP, Published, a college essay - it doesn't matter) or something close enough (I think conjugating verbs and finding synonyms are both fair game) share an excerpt, and tag some friends and some new words to play too.

Words for me to find:

Heart, Laugh, Gaze, Tickle, Tease

Words for you to find:

Hug, Kiss, Pine, Need, Swoon

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Heart

From Driftwood Lullaby:

"As she drifted off to sleep, her thoughts swam together, and visions of rose petals and snowflakes and hailstones shaped like hearts danced beneath her closed eyelids."

Laugh

From Sweet Kisses:

“So…” Mulder appeared to struggle for words. “It’s me after all, then?” Scully frowned, confused at the apparent non sequitur. “What’s you?” “Agent Scully is already in love.” Mulder quoted Padgett’s words, looking sheepish as he shuffled his feet back and forth. “I couldn’t think of anyone else it could be, but then I saw you with Brad…” “Oh, Mulder.” Scully pulled him into her arms. “It’s always been you.” He wrapped his arms around her tightly in return and pressed his face into her hair. They stood together in silence for a long time. Finally Mulder spoke. “So, should I go back and get those flowers out of the trash for you, or should I buy you a fresh bouquet?” Scully laughed into his shoulder. “Forget the flowers, Mulder.” She pulled back to look into his eyes. “Take me wherever you were going to take me, and then give me some real sweet kisses.”

Gaze

I actually found one in my Scully astronaut AU WIP! Lol

"As she walked, she looked up and found her gaze immediately drawn to a pale blue dot, barely visible to the human eye."

Tickle

I... don't think I've actually used this word in a fic before, ever😂 but let me see if I can at least find a synonym...

Well, onelook says that "thrill" is a synonym for tickle... not the first meaning that comes to mind but I'll take it lol

From Where A Million Stars Catch Fire:

“Do you have plans tonight?” Diana was asking Mulder. “I could come over to your place, or you could come to mine, and we could watch it again together.” Scully scowled and turned back to her computer, setting her coffee down a little harder than was strictly necessary. She was done torturing herself. If Mulder wanted to waste his time with that woman, it was none of her business. “Actually, uh… I do have plans, as a matter of fact.” “Really?” Diana sounded just as surprised as Scully felt. She took another sip of her coffee, doing her best to pretend she wasn’t eavesdropping. “Yeah. Sorry, Diana. Maybe next time.” Scully next heard the clacking of Mulder’s keyboard, and she was curious enough to surreptitiously turn around again. What she saw secretly thrilled her. Mulder was focused on his work with an intensity she had never seen outside of the basement, and he now appeared to be completely ignoring Diana, who looked utterly taken aback. “Oh… all right. Another time, then. I’ll, uh… see you later, Fox.” Mulder grunted and gave her a little wave, not looking up from his computer. Nonplussed, Diana turned away from him and headed back the way she came, which took her past Scully’s desk. Her eyes narrowed with apparent suspicion, and she nodded coolly in greeting. “Agent Scully.” “Agent Fowley.”

Tease

From A Most Owlish Conundrum:

She regarded him with exasperated affection. “What about you, then? What’s your threshold number of owls?” Mulder popped a sunflower seed into his mouth and cracked it between his teeth, spitting the shell into the door’s ashtray. “Um… four.” Scully frowned, nonplussed. “Why four? And under which circumstances?” “All of them. Four is the smallest of the unlucky numbers, so assuming a supernatural explanation for the owls, that’s probably when I’d begin investigating.” “I never took you for a tetraphobic, Mulder,” she teased him. “I have no fear for the number four, Scully, just a healthy respect.” His wry humor made her giggle. “This is a ridiculous conversation.”

Tagging @katy-kt-katie @tofuttim @doctorbeverlycrusher @keldabe-kriff @eighthprincessofheart @cipher-fresh and whoever else wants to do this! I think most of the writers I know have already been tagged lol

[theomnicode]

Hi! Your works and meta blows me away everytime, i'll always read, you're amazing✨

And I've been wanting to ask, what are your thoughts on Saitama literally being a romantic? (I read this one on Power4Impact's blog, very awesome lol)

Also, I feel like both of them, Genos and Saitama, have the need of touch? Touch-starved would be the word. I'll be so happy the day they finally get to have so lovely contact with another person, without this being harmful, just pure love. Even better if is between them <3

Thank you for the kind words, I try my best to make my meta thoughts compelling to read. :D

About Saitama being a romantic...there's a fair bit of references to this, one of them being found in the audiobooks where he ponders about his relationships with people being broken and he seems jealous even about other people having having happy things like romances and social interactions in their daily lives and when he became a hero, something broke in him. He ponders if he should have this issue more in mind and he sounds so far away when Genos mentions fighting for things that he must protect. Like he has forgotten the very reason why he became a hero.

Such as protecting family, friends and the heroine in the movie they watched.

Saitama: Well... It's a movie. In any case, precisely because he had someone to protect the protagonist didn't give up and tried harder until the end, right? That's where the excitement is after all. Genos: I see... but, if he was in real trouble the enemy could have seen that objecti- Saitama: That's the point of the story! It happens in real life too right?

Genos: I see... I'm writing it down! This means... Sensei had this kind of incident in the past, right? Saitama: Eh? Genos: Fighting for something that you must protect. Saitama: ahhh.... um. Genos: What is the matter? Saitama: Ah? Ah, nothing. Bells ring nearby Genos: Ah! Sensei! Fukin Supermarket is having a time sale! I'm going to check if they have anything we need, I will be back shortly so please wait here! Saitama: Ah? Ok... Saitama: Now that I think about it... I have the sensation I never had that happening. Could say I never paid it any mind either. It's not like I don't especially like it, not a complex either. However, is it really ok? No... can't be ok. Can't help but think it's something I lost In the daily battles towards becoming a hero. Am I supposed to have this issue more in mind? Come to think of it, I didn't really have time to unpack it... if it was a normal guy then...

Saitama: Ummmm... What is this feeling? Am I envious of that guy for living his youth? Mn nah I don't think that's it but, I don't know. It's just that I have the feeling my relationships with people are broken...”

Saitama: That’s not the point... I have the feeling that things like a heart to heart interaction, sharing an umbrella, warmth, are all things broken away in my life. Other people can have things like big events and circumstances happening, romances and such bringing happiness in their daily lives. I have the feeling something broke and that sweet-like fluffy, nice stuff just fell right off from me. That's what I meant.

Saitama: Genos, look, have you ever seen a hero anime without a love interest in it? Genos: I don't remember watching a lot of anime in the past.. Why do you ask? Saitama: Well, we're heroes, right? We're working and living as such. And yet, why are we indifferent towards things like love interests or girlfriends? In some way it seems obvious and logical, but is it really ok? Are you ok with reality being so much harder than fiction?

Saitama is absolutely a hopeless romantic at heart, but when he trained to become a hero, he became apathetic and started to lose his humanity. It is something he still desires though.

But as Genos surmises, such actions can be used by the enemy when they see this is the objective of the protagonist.

Weakness of the heart because he craves for that social interconnectivity. Something that was already used against Garou.

And every action by Saitama on the moon when he protected Genos' core was witnessed by OPM God.

Don't be surprised if this will be used against Saitama.

Anyways, second instance of Saitama showing interest in romance is his decently sized manga collection.

Saitama has a bunch of manga on his shelf and we cannot obviously decipher what they may contain from the covers alone. I can infer that some covers look kind of pretty though and pastel colours. Girly covers on the right side of the shelf basically, with only seemingly ladies in the spine art. But nothing conclusive really.

Except we know one manga that Genos picks up in OVA 3 season 2 when he has amnesia and then attempts to woo Fubuki.

This is the kind of stuff Saitama reads on his free time and when he's bored lol.

Shoujo romance manga. xd

Also manga about farting too. That- that as well.

I blame King.

(And King possibly offering romantic advice because he has been playing dating sims too much if Saitama was to ever ask...yaah idk about that one)

However...we may run into an issue with Saitama and romance.

The back cover of the manga and the underlying text.

"I forgot the ease that I tried to remember"

And the thought bubble spelling "Adjacent Fear 5".

It may be reference to Marianne Morris art Fear Adjacent.

This abstract landscape was inspired by a trek over the Coaticoke Gorge. 50m above the riverbead, the longest suspension bridge in Canada was a highlight on a trip through Quebec. It was as exhilarating as it was terrifying. 

Not unlike romance in general. It can be both exhilarating and terrifying prospect at the same time.

Another reference is in the manga page itself, Bad boys Saga, can refer to multiple things. Such as the archetype of bad boy.

The stereotypical "bad boy" was described by Kristina Grish in her book Addickted as "the irresistible rogue who has the dizzying ability to drive women wild" with a "laissez-faire attitude about life and love". An article in The Independent compared the term "bad boys" with men who had a particular combination of personality traits, sometimes referred to as a "dark triad" of Machiavellian traits, and reported that a study found that such men were likely to have a greater number of sexual affairs.

It is not the kind of interaction Saitama wants for with romance. Not like Suiryu, being playboy. But it may be a reference to underlying fear about romance in general.

It may also be a reference to Bad boys films from 1983 or the Bad boys franchise.

In an attempt to retaliate on Mick's behalf, Horowitz creates a bomb by planting fertilizer in a radio that he places in Paco and Viking's cell. When the charge explodes prematurely and only injures Viking, Horowitz is condemned to solitary confinement, a fate he fears more than any other.

Phobia from solitary confinement is another type of fear that can go hand in hand with fear of falling in love.

And one last reference, fear of romance in itself. Fear of falling in love.

Philophobia (from Greek "φιλέω-φιλώ" (love) and "φοβία" (phobia)) is the fear of falling in love. Not included in the DSM-5. The risk is usually when a person has confronted any emotional turmoil relating to love but also can be a chronic phobia.[citation needed] This affects the quality of life and pushes a person away from commitment. A negative aspect of this fear of being in love or falling in love is that it keeps a person in solitude. It can also evolve out of religious and cultural beliefs that prohibit love.[citation needed] It represents certain guilt and frustration towards the reaction coming from inside.

DSM-5 is Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, Fifth Edition. Just like Fear Adjacent is 5th volume.

A phobia is an anxiety disorder defined by a persistent and excessive fear of an object or situation.[1] Phobias typically result in a rapid onset of fear and are usually present for more than six months.

6 months? What a coincidence. I don't believe in coincidences.

The prophecy that Lady Shibabawa mentioned meant that 6 months from then on, Earth would be in danger. A subconscious fear, like the back cover of the book and something he cannot remember.

A subconscious fear that rose back to the surface when he saw Genos' mutilated form lying on the ground after the fight with Sea King. Because he had started to care about his disciple and seeing him like that had far more effect on Saitama than he even realizes.

That or an onset of said fear that can develop into a phobia. Or that it will.

Also paralleling the passionate soul that Boros seer saw 20 years ago in their crystal ball.

So in terms of romance, Saitama may run into issues, that he fears committing to it because he's possibly had a bad experience in the past with any type of love that he has since forgotten and which may have since become a phobia. Notably about losing said love.

More than likely, he fears the solitude that falling in love may cause him if he ever lost the person he loves, like when Genos died on him. Unhealthily coping by trying to attach himself to the last vestige of Genos and his heart.

He may also fear someone pulling the Bad boy act on him and fear people with these traits. Such a person may have been the cause of this underlying fear or perhaps him acting like a bad boy may have been one of the causes of this phobia.

There may also be underlying guilt and frustration.

Often, people can trace their fear or phobia to traumatic childhood experiences. Philophobia may be a protective response. If you don’t allow yourself to develop loving feelings for someone, you lower your risk of heartache and pain.

It would definitely explain why Saitama seems to be showing no romantic inclination towards someone like Genos, who is not shy about telling Saitama that he's amazing person and holds everything about Saitama in high regard. Despite having an actual desire and want for romance, intimacy and heart to heart feelings.

And not showing any commitment, despite apparently caring for Genos to an unhealthy degree when shit hit the fan and he lost him, to the point that these emotions burst out in uncontrollable rage and bust out a hole in space. Just avoiding the issue altogether.

He has forgotten the ease of romance that he tries to remember.

It has probably only gotten worse when Genos died when Garou ripped his core out and killed him, though he does not consciously remember it. The subconscious however, does. The subconscious remembers all the phobias and fears he may have.

All expressed here in a very neat package.

"Ge-Genos!! You scared the crap out outta me! You're actually alive!!"

(It's absolutely hilarious to me that Saitama's hero suit is conveying his feelings here by shredding his crotch zone, since his hero suit responds to his desires and feelings as Phoenixman mentioned they do for costumers and it's essentially showing his libido and going like "bro stop doing this to yourself, get some help. Allow me to assist you. Just DO IT!" Saitama's hero suit is bff.)

When you think about it, he does have a pretty excessive reaction to seeing the core on his hand, because he would not have any rational reason to think that Genos is anything but limbless torso but still alive and intact otherwise. At least as much as he consciously remembers.

He might've gotten scared a bit and sought for the cause to verify if it's true or not because having Genos core on his hand randomly is just weird, but not a reaction like this. That face reminds me of the time when Saitama got out of bed during Hammerhead saga and he looked excessively scared then too.

Every single time Genos gets brought to the brink, the fear from phobia gets more foothold. And so do the reactions from Saitama grow worse.

ONE is very careful to not allow Saitama to see that Genos can actually take care of himself or allow Saitama to protect Genos in situations where Genos gets grievously demolished. Otherwise his fear for Genos safety would lessen considerably. Instead it is much like he's being conditioned into having significant distress whenever Genos ends up destroyed or worse and that there is no way he can actually protect Genos from harm.

Apparently utter disaster romance is also up ONE's writing alley, if the newest trailer for Mob psycho season 3 is to be believed.

Complete catastrophe is looming, it has been prophesied.

(Though prophesies are also a load of hogwash according to Saitama, so it may be Saitama saying it won't happen because there is always a choice)

Though...Genos did pick up the book, so it is very probable that Genos too, has fear of falling in love. Because he fears losing those connections, so as much as he seems to show that he cares a lot, he does not commit completely and tell anybody and keeps other people at arms lenght. At least he has not, so far.

It will be a happy day indeed when these two can actually get some well deserved hugs. Because both have already made their choices to stick by the other. Though it may be a long while yet.

When they face their fears, that is when the rain stops.

[lizzylucky]

Thoughts and Observations From The Movie, Part 2/4

Welcome to part two of the silly things and fun details I picked out from the Rise movie!

My sister and I often pause the movie here to reread the options on this whiteboard for destroying the key, and it never fails to make us laugh. My one question: when and how did they test Donnie’s stomach? He wasn’t even there!

Also, feels like a callback to TummyTello, somehow. It also leaves me wondering why Donnie’s Stomach was an actual idea for destruction, regardless of whether it involves TummyTello. Guy must eat some crazy stuff XD

Further content below the cut!

“So… You’re Running Out of Ideas.” by Syr E. Piphany.

Okay, okay, bear with me- I actually have a little theory for this one.  This is a screenshot from when Leo asks Donnie to locate Raph. Donnie tells him that Raph is practically- and then that he actually IS- on top of them. What I noticed here is that on this visual locator he has, none of the little character icons are oriented the same way their real life counterparts are. All six characters are in the same area and standing pretty close to each other, and I would assume that, kinda like google location sharing or snapchat location maps, you have to zoom in further on the map to get more specific locations.

This kinda sounds like it’s going nowhere, but what I’m getting at is the idea that when multiple people are in the same location, given that we know the icons will not be oriented perfectly to the people they represent, they’ll probably appear in the same orientation every time. 

Which would mean!! that Donnie has intentionally designed his tracker app to have icons show up with this orientation when people are close together, furthermore meaning that he chose to put his big brother in the center of them all on purpose. As an artist myself, this could be coincidental, but very rarely are things like this done without purpose, and I like to imagine it’s a subtle way to represent Donnie thinking the absolute world of his big brother; that he would turn to Raph for guidance even before Splinter, whose icon is on the other side of the circle from Donnie’s. 

I also love that the icons for Donnie’s best friend and Donnie’s “twin” are on either side of his.

And, as one last afterthought, I think this could also be a subtle nod to how Raph’s krangification becomes the center of the story and main motivator for all the characters for a huge chunk of the movie.

Does ANYONE ELSE SEE THIS?????

That absolutely looks like a masked face in the biogrowth at the top of this building. In truth, it actually looks a lot more like one of the paper ninjas than it does the Shredder, but the similarities are still there, and it works as further evidence that the Shredder and the goals of the Foot Clan were all hinged around the Krang.

Is anyone else floored by the size of this skull that Krang 1 or whatever is sitting on? I always would forget about it pretty immediately given Leo’s cheeky “surprise!” here, but this thing looks like the head of a freakin’ dragon or something. I wonder what it is? And how it got to, let alone died in, the technodrome.

 One genuinely non-serious theory my sister and I occasionally talk about is the idea that the technodrome is actually a massive egg, and this was the incomplete embryo of whatever it would have become. Further non-serious evidence, which can be seen in the next images, is that the technodrome, in spite of being extremely technologically advanced, is clearly… alive, not just pure tech. Actually, everything the Krang use seems to be bio-mechanical in nature, to some degree.

It will probably be made pretty clear here that Donnie is my favourite character, just a fair warning XD But man I love this scene- one, because of the Autism-ADHD solidarity shown between PB&J immediately previous, and, two, because it’s actually a seriously incredible show of strength from Donnie. 

Many fans of Rise, and of Donnie especially, also have Autism (like Donnie is confirmed to have) and/or ADHD (including myself) and understand that sensory issues mixed with New Things You Don’t Understand can be absolute hell. Like, ruins your day, renders you inactive, unfocused, nonverbal, made to be a shaking ball of anxiety, hell. Not always, but the point still stands.

Additionally, and as much as I am all for Donnie’s softshell not being seen as a big weakness because it’s natural and still more protection than any normal person has (not to mention the advantages it offers him in terms of swimming and flexibility (also probably feels really nice for scritches and sleep piles)), it actually does seem a relevant point here that this is, technically speaking, the most vulnerable part of Donnie’s body. So actively choosing to expose it to an unfamiliar and highly advanced, invasive and living technology on top of the difficulties that come with the above described neurodivergent tendencies goes against his nature in so, so many ways, but he does it anyway. 

Mikey being worried about his vulnerability here, in spite of feeling out of place before, makes a lot more sense from this perspective. Knowing all that, honestly-- it just never fails to impress me.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

[a-lonely-dunedain]

also celeair and margim body swap, perhaps, for funsies ✨

And now for something totally different! we've seen the Mournshaws be scary spooky, but she can do silly too 😌 get yourself a cursed forest who can do both.

I might do a continuation of this at some point bc this was mostly setup, but my brain isn't letting me write anything long rn soo *shrug* (I also had an idea for a dumb drawing but I can't promise anything)

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“This isn’t funny, Elain.” Margim growls, her annoyed tone sounding most out of place in Celeair’s voice, and her scowl looking even more out of place on his face.

“It’s a little funny.” Elain insists between poorly stifled snickering. It wasn’t exactly her fault that Margim’s glaring now looked about as intimidating as a disgruntled kitten.

“I think I would be more inclined to see the humor in this if I knew it wasn’t permanent…” Celeair chimes in, looking most uncomfortable with his newfound stature. It seemed it felt very unnatural for him to be towering over his companions like this, and he appeared to be moments away from trying to curl up into a ball and hide. “This… isn’t permanent, right?”

“Oh, certainly not! I would not have laughed so if I thought you might be stuck like this forever!” she gives Margim a pointed look, mistakenly directed to Celeair at first. “Please, I may be tactless, but I am not cruel.”

“Of course. Sorry to have doubted you.” Margim sounds a little sarcastic, but she was being genuine. She has enough trouble clearly conveying her intended tone in her own voice, much less someone else’s. Luckily Elain knows this, and does not take offense.

“So, you say the last thing both of you saw before you passed out was a white lynx with shining eyes, correct?” they both nod.

“Which was strange on multiple counts,” Celeair muses “There are no lynx in this area in the first place, right?”

“Indeed, there are not. As I’m sure you might have guessed, it was no real lynx you encountered. Sounds to me like you came across Cogwyr. He’s a trickster spirit, but not one of the dangerous ones. Usually.” That last part did not reassure them as much as the rest. “At least we have a name for him, people have encountered him and lived to tell about it! That’s far better than I can say for most denizens of that forest.”

“So, this is his sick idea of a joke?” Margim mutters

“Indeed it is!”

“Unfortunate that you share in his sense of humor.”

“Do you want my help or not?”

“Yes. Please.” Celeair interjects, seeming a little panicked.

Elain holds up her hands “Of course of course, I’m merely teasing, I would not withhold such important information over something so petty.” Margim glares at her for frightening Celeair, looking far less intimidating than she’s used to, but says nothing.

“Well anyway, they say Cogwyr plays these tricks as part of a game of his. He’ll use his magic to work some unpleasant change on you, and if you manage to track him down and catch him, he’ll change it back.”

“It would have been helpful for him to tell us this beforehand...” Margim grumbles

“Well, no one ever said he plays fair.” she shrugs.

“On the bright side, if this is a game of tracking then we are fortunate to have the most skilled Elain with us!” Celeair nudges Margim’s shoulder, attempting to mask his palpable discomfort with optimism.

“About that…” Elain’s smile falls, and Celeair’s follows suit.

“What do you mean?”

“I do want to help you, genuinely, but if you’re to win at his game you must play it. If I track down Cogwyr for you or assist in any other direct way, he would likely see that as cheating and then he might never change you back, or do something worse to all three of us!” She gives them a sympathetic look, her jovial attitude vanished. “The risk is too great, for all of us. I’m afraid the most I can do is provide you with this guidance, you’ll have to be on your own for the hunt.”

“But,” she continues with an optimistic smile, “it’s not a terribly difficult game. As Mar- I mean Celeair already pointed out, there are no other lynx dwelling here, so any cat-tracks you find will most definitely belong to him. You shouldn’t have to be an expert hunter to find him.”

“I guess the hard part will be facing the forest itself then. I’m not in a position to effectively defend either of us now.” She hated to admit it, but she felt very helpless like this, and it was probably a factor in why she was so short with Elain. She knew that Celeair, being a scholar for most of his life, was not a particularly strong man, but nothing could have prepared her for how jarring this change would be. She’s not even sure she would be able to lift her mace, let alone wield it.

“I’m sure you’ll figure something out. I think between the two of you there’s a whole brain somewhere!”

“I’m going to pretend that was a compliment.” Celeair smiles

“Hey, you’re the ones who wandered into the cursed forest unprepared, I think you deserved that at least.”

“Alright, fair.” Margim begrudgingly admits, earning another chuckle from Elain.

“I think I’ve done all I can for you now. I should return to Lhan Tarren and tell the Elder what happened, but after that I’ll come back to this spot and wait for you.”

With that, she bid them farewell and good luck “Not that you’re going to need it,” she adds “Probably.”

The two of them once again stand at the entrance to the Mournshaws, somehow feeling far less prepared than the first time they entered. The trees are deceptively beautiful, inviting, almost.

“Well, we’d best get going.” Margim sighs “The sooner I can give that damn cat a piece of my mind the sooner we’ll be back in our own bodies.”

“I have thought of one silver lining to our situation, at least.”

“And what’s that?”

“I finally get to do this!” In one swoop Celeair scoops up Margim in a tight hug, lifting her a ways off the ground. Turns out being absurdly tall with the strength to match does have some perks, even if he did feel much like a ‘bull in a glass house’ as the saying goes.

Margim makes a small undignified “A” sound in her surprise, but quickly collects herself.  For what it's worth, she found she rather enjoyed being held like this, and it’s not something she would normally get to experience. She returns the hug with a weary smile.

“Alright… I guess it’s not all bad.” 

If she had to be in such an uncomfortable situation, at least she was in it with Celeair. That helped. A lot, actually.

[introvertedlass]

Hi, I hope you don’t mind me sharing a controversial opinion here.

You might post this and that’s fine but I just wanted to share my opinion.

I would like to point out that I am someone who leans heavily that this is PR because there are to many inconsistencies that don’t add up to this being a real relationship. And what I am about to say is really just a thought based on Talk and observations I have seen.

So, in my opinion, I don’t believe the thought process of “he signed this thinking his fans will back him up no matter what”

I feel like these things are far more complex and this is just another way for many fans to justly their anger because there is no for us to know that this is the complete truth.

Could he have signed this and disregarded his fans and how they will used in this? Probably yes. But we can’t say that it’s a 100% fact when we don’t have all the other variables in the equation.

I personally feel like there are too many variables here to consider first before we get to this point. And I know to many I am sounding like I am making excuses, but I will say it again, we don’t know many things that have happened/are happening behind the scenes.

Please remember that I am believe this is PR and is a contract so my thought process may not match yours

One of the things to consider, was this a new contact designed for this specific situation/future projects/current projects or was this part of his employment contract that was disregarded previous and now being used? Or is this part of an old pricey contract he signed and was unaware of?

Another thing, what were the terms discussed, if they were ever. What I mean is, when he signed what were the things he was told about the situation/contract.

If this is a new contract, then He must have been negotiating for something right? Was the PR situation upfront on the table or was this added later when he was so close just to push him to say yes, or did he say yes under the impression this is a simple one time thing? Was this properly negotiated or was he simply leaving everything for other people to do and all he was focused on was the end?

Because here is thing, and no offence to those with sources, but there is no way he signed a contract with the presence of his team there. Which makes me think he was might have been misled about the terms. I am pretty sure that after so many year with his agency he would trust them when they present him with a contract and he simply signs without reading. But I don’t believe he could go to another country and sign a contract without the knowledge of lawyer and representation.

Was any of this pre approved or was this, play as you go type of situation? For example, was there a general plan that was agreed to, or was this a step by step plan?

First this happens, and then that happens and so on. Or was this just them going “we need an announcement, how about we do this” and then doing it.

I am going to stop here because I think I made my point.

I would also like to add another thing, if we can to start accusing him of doing something we need to all call out other who do them as well, because I feel like people are simply trying to be mean and not fair at this point. He is not the only personal in the industry that uses fans, they all.

Because here is the thing, Hollywood and talent agencies, they are all disgusting and have absolutely no morals. Just remember there are still many harvey weinstein and jeffrey epstein in this industry. And they all turn a blind eye until they can’t.

If we are want to call him out, you need to call all of them out for their hypocrisy. Otherwise you are nothing but a performative activist, who will select who to call out based how hurt you are.

He might be part of the problem but he is not the whole problem, there plenty of problematic actors who have done worse things and they are doing better than him. If you really want to change the way things are and want to call the hypocrisy and unfairness that you feel. You hold him accountable for his actions but you also call out other with the same behaviour, don’t over look them because they are better actor or have better careers and didn’t hurt you. That’s not how calling for change works.

Sorry for the long essay.

Anon