#idk it hurts to see her do it and take the punishment so naturally but i do appreciate that they never let you forget how

[lisbonsteresa]

[beenbaanbuun]

okay okay so question, has san been informed of the relationship dynamics in the house? i’m assuming he knows about matz and darling but was he pre warned about darling and yeo? bc i just thought about it and image they just kinda forgot to mention that they have a bestie with benefits situation, so second nature for them, and then randomly one day san walks in on darling and yeo going at it. the poor guy is 1) startled bc no matter what scenario that’s awkward but 2) he potentially thinks that darling and yeo are doing something wrong. so now he’s left to figure out if he should say something to matz or if that’s just way above his pay grade. idk why this whole scenario is so funny to me but it is. poor sannie😭

san was 100% not prewarned…

of course he knows abouts hwa and joong and the weird pink thing that follows them around like a little puppy, but yeosang and darling?? he’s clueless!

so i’ve mentioned before in this post that sex between the two of them is technically banned unless mommy and daddy are there to make sure it doesn’t get out of hand. it just so happens that darling is a little brat and yeosang will do anything to make her happy (even if he won’t admit it) and no one ever said a little head here and there wasn’t allowed… if darling wants to suck yeosang off, it’s not technically against the rules, right?

and that’s absolutely what san walks in on one day…

the dining room door swings open, startling you as you push yeosang’s cock to the back of your throat. you gag around it, immediately pulling off of it to cough your lungs out. you’re half expecting to hear hongjoong scoff at the two of you before commanding yeosang get on the floor too, or perhaps seonghwa to give you a disappointed sigh before getting you to crawl to him. instead all you hear is a tray clatter to the floor.

“what the—”

“san!” yeosang cries, hands flying to his dick to cover his achingly hard member. he nudges you with his knee, trying to get your attention, but you just hit his thigh; can’t he see you’re choking on his dick? “we weren’t doing anything!”

you nod through your coughs, agreeing that you definitely weren’t breaking any rules. what san doesn’t know can’t hurt him.

“you weren’t— yeosang, she was sucking you off!” the butler practically screeches. yeosang hushes him harshly in return; the other members of the house definitely do not need to know what transpired between the two of you. “are you— do they—” san takes a deep breath to calm himself, “is this allowed?”

silence fills the room, neither you or yeosang wanting to answer that question. as much as the two of you like to pretend that anything other than actual penetration is allowed, you both know that it really isn’t. if either of your lovers caught you like this, you’d both be punished more severely than you ever have been before.

san swallows thickly, the worst case scenario filling up his mind. but you seem so in love with them? how could you even consider cheating on them with yeosang? he’s just supposed to be a cuddle buddy, isn’t he?

he should tell someone, he decides. after all, his bosses would be fuming if they found out that he knew about this. the last thing he wants is to get fired from the best paying job he’s ever had. he takes a step back to the door, preparing himself to sprint upstairs to hongjoong’s office.

“where are you going?” yeosang warbles, eyes going wide, “are you going to tell hongjoong? please don’t tell hongjoong…”

“well i—”

“san, no,” you say, voice gravelly from the effects of having a dick shoved down it. from your position on the floor, it feels like you’re begging him. perhaps you are; he supposes it won’t be pleasant for you if your lovers find out you’re cheating on them. “please, they’ll be so mad.”

“i need to—”

“it’s not like it’s actual sex,” yeosang tries to reason, “just small things; it barely even counts!”

“it’s still wro—”

“it’s not wrong, per se,” you whine, “they were just too busy to watch and we were both horny…”

“i don’t ca— wait, what?” san pauses, the cogs in his brain turning as he mulls over your words, “you mean to say you two are allowed to do this?”

you shrug.

“they’re supposed to watch but sometimes they’re busy and it’s not like we ever take it further than this!”

and suddenly, san doesn’t care anymore. he shakes his head, a heavy sigh leaving his lips. it’s his fault for digging, he supposes, but he wasn’t quite expecting for it to be a whole voyeurism thing rather than a cheating scandal. it serves him right for sticking his nose in places it doesn’t belong.

“no,” he mumbles, “this is above my pay grade… weird fucking family.”

[billskeis]

can you do one fanfic where reader is helping Tom with homework but he can’t focus on it since he’s to busy staring at her and they end up having yk idk where this idea came from tbh 😭😭

ᡣ𐭩 tom, homework, and a pretty girl

clearly he wasn’t listening. it’s been about ten minutes since you’ve been rambling about how cations, anions or fucking—tom doesn’t know, how onions work. an hour since you came over to his house that was currently vacant since his parents went out for dinner with bill and as punishment left tom behind.

you walked in through the front door with an oversized sweatshirt and the shortest shorts that rid up your thigh every time you took a step. watching you even take of his shoes tom had to swallow the hard lump in his throat and physically hold back from palming himself in front of you.

“and that’s when.. tom? you okay?” you ask, tucking a strand of hair behind your hair as you leaning closer to him as you stare up at his face. pouting when you realized he was distracted and wasn’t paying attention to your aid. crossing your arms in frustration. he thinks this is so cute.

“u-uh, yeah mhm ‘m listening sweets,” you widen your eyes at the sudden pet name, cheeks heating up momentarily when you realize it’s just natural for him to call you that. he was your boyfriend after all. sighing, you pick up the led pencil and poke his forehead with the eraser end.

“o-ow!” “c’mon tom! exams are soon and we gotta focus, you’re missing dinner because of this!” tom whines and leans an arm on the table, resting his head in the palm of his hand as he just stares at you sulking. “fineee.” he switches the page of the textbook to review new content.

and there you go. off talking about something else that he could really care less about, instead staring at the glint in your eyes knowing your passion for the academics. the way your lashes flutter as you blink fast talking about chemistry and the ways of science. he feels himself getting unbearably hard in his sweatpants.

the way you speak and how words roll of your tongue so easily, lips glistening under the warm lamp light in the setting of his dim bedroom. eyes shifting down towards to look at your thighs pressed together on the seat, plush and soft to touch as he runs his hand over the surface of your skin.

you shudder under his touch, surprised by the sudden action as you had assumed tom asserted concentration over the exam prep. well, clearly not seeing as how he brings a hand to the crook of your neck to bring you close in for a kiss. bringing the bottom of your lip in between his teeth as he slightly tugs at it.

“t-tom.. not now..” “baby please, i can’t focus..” “and it hurts..” you look down to face tom’s groin that’s visibly hard under the oh so baggy sweatpants, gasping. he can’t help but get hard at how sexy his girl looks trying to help him study! but he’s a lost cause when it comes to the academics.

“i need you now, schatzi.. promise i’ll make it up t’ya,” “f-fine..” he presses a kiss to the temple of your forehead, playing with the button of your shorts to help you take them off quicker, “appreciate cha,” “you better,” he giggles as he finally removes your bottoms, slowly pulling his sweats down.

getting onto his lap, tom frees himself from his boxers, dick standing tall and pretty. bringing your arms to wrap around his shoulders, he brings his hand to toy with your clit, rubbing circles as he swiftly moves to insert two digits into your cunt, “wet already hm?” smirking at how you frown and try to hide your by leaning your head on his shoulder.

“stop teasing..” “alrightalright i got you pretty,” lifting your hips, tom uses both of his arms to position yourself above him, feeling his dick prod your entrance you tremble and shake, tom swears he can cum at the sight itself, salivating from his mouth as he drops you onto his length.

with a loud ‘fwop!’ sound, tom is quickly and already balls deep in you, pussy remembering the shape of his dick as you mold to him so easily. tom lets out lewd moan and he shivers from how good it feels to finally be inside you, “fuuuuck baby, been s’long.. needed this.. needed you..”

he can’t stop jerking his hips into you. like a dog in rut, tom fucks his length into you with no mercy, like a man who hasn’t gotten pussy in weeks but it’s only been a few days with you since you’ve last fucked. biting into your shoulders, you whimper in the pain and pleasure.

“ah! tom—fuck—too fast!” “yeah? want me t’go faster?” “n-no! not what i meant—mmph, s-slow down!” he kneads your ass within both of his hands, feeling and pinching at the flesh of your body as he angles your hips so he can hit your g spot juuuuust right.

after all, this is just as rewarding for you as it is him.

you see white, vision blurry as your tear ducts fill with tears. mind hazy, drunk out on his cock as he machines his hips into yours, only a slapping sound filling the silent room that was once occupied by the scribble of a pencil. tom breaths heavy and his thrusts become sloppy, but that doesn’t stop him from fucking his tip deep into your cervix.

he repeats your name as though it’s the only word he’s ever learned, pounding into you mercilessly not caring about the aching pain in his hips from the weird cowgirl position he has you in the office chair. wet and sticky, your juices mixed with his cum soil the cushion of the office chair as it drips off tom’s legs.

“making such a mess aren’t cha? p-pussy feels so fuckin’ good,” he groans to then bring his tongue to lick a stripe up the length of your neck. “ah! tom!” and he doesn’t stop, nor does he slow down per request, “my pretty girl is so smart, so generous, helping her dumb boyfriend with his homework.”

sending you over the edge, tom whispers sweet words into your ears, talking about how this is his reward for how you’re such a good girlfriend and he doesn’t deserve your help. how his dick was made for rewarding his baby whenever she helps him with something. how your pussy was made to take his cock, your reward. “f-fuck, schatzi ‘m cumming..!” creaming around his cock, you clench tightly around him, leading tom to his own orgasm as he paints your insides white.

as he humps his hips against yours, he stills himself and breaths his orgasm out, you attempting to catch your own breath, tongue lolled out as your head still rests on his shoulder. tapping your shoulder, you raise your head to face him as he smiles at you, “hi my love,” “hi..”

“now how bout that homework?”

[givehimthemedicine]

El's protectiveness and friendships in the lab

wanted to take a minute to appreciate that El's protectiveness isn't a character trait that only emerges post-lab. she's always been that way [assuming, for this post, that NINA stuff more or less happened]; it just couldn't always present in a way that looks badass on a poster.

El and Eighteen

only crumbs here, but if I have to point out a lab kid that El is friendlier with than the others, it's Eighteen.

El holding Eighteen's hand is the only affectionate act I've ever noticed between any of the lab kids, and offering that comfort to her littlest sister is probably as "protective" as El can afford to be (esp as an eight year old with the least power and social standing of anyone).

when the kids in general laugh at El for failing at the light game, Eighteen is not one of the kids shown doing so.

Eighteen is the first dead child El is shown to be upset about. it's not that she looks more distressed about her than the others, but it's odd that she saw Ten dead on the floor next to Brenner a second before this and didn't really react. (maybe she couldn't tell Ten was dead from the doorway? idk)

maybe an El/Eighteen friendship is cornplating or whatever the youths are calling it, but bearing in mind that we're never actually told that El/Eight had some super close friendship, maybe theirs looked something like this.

side note - are friendships even permitted in the lab?

letting the kids form friendships could be dangerous, as Brenner, couldn't it? risks them forming alliances against you? this is why I was asking the other day if socializing seems discouraged in the RR. like, even the bullies, who were "friends," never chatted openly in there unless the cameras were off. maybe any lab friendships have to be hush hush by nature.

anyway idk there's just something about us going "🤯 same numbers!!!" upon seeing the 001 / 011 tattoos, and then 008 + 018 being the only other kids El is hinted at being friendly with... why are we reusing the same pattern? 001 / 008 / 011 / 018 just happen to be every combination of those three numbers within the number of available children.

especially with El "being 8" (as in, years old) at this time. it's giving Henry, 12 / mother of 5. idk where I'm going with that but I'm squinting. Eighteen, you're not some bizarro Little Eight who has an inverted friendship with Big El, right?

El lashing out in the lab

we're shown repeatedly that El hates seeing people get hurt, but multiple times onscreen (and you know innumerable times off) she witnesses severe abuse to her siblings, and we never see her act in their defense like post-lab El would. of course, that's because she realistically can't. we know trying to help anyone in the lab accomplishes little except getting both people in trouble. but I was thinking about how we DO see El lash out for her own sake in 1983. so what's the takeaway? El cares more about protecting herself than others? nah. let's look at the other guard killing scene (again. assuming this really happened):

when similarly cornered in 1979, El's immediate response is silent surrender.

why is her behavior so different? because she's weak? too scared / well controlled? too nice to kill? all those factors have already been established as non-issues in this moment. (she does have her powers here; the circle game proved that Brenner can't control El and knows it; killing when cornered is canonically within her nature)

you might think having a staff member on her side would make her more defiant, but instead she's more compliant here than in '83 (either time. even in the non-guard-killing flashback, El screams and struggles the whole way.)

El and One

he's the difference. she doesn't know he's her brother or has powers yet, but he has presented himself as a fellow prisoner rather than someone in a position of authority. she's also already seen him get punished because of her.

as far as El knows right here, if she lashes out - whether she then escapes successfully or not - she'd be bringing SEVERE punishment onto a nice guy who can't defend himself or escape.

she has a chance at freedom, the power to kill, and the escape route all planned out, but she doesn't do it. the thing that's not in her nature is abandoning a friend to God-knows-what punishment on her behalf.

so while One killing the guards is an act of protection to El, it's also a massive act of protection to One that El is ready to throw out the whole plan right here. don't miss it just because it's not the classic El-screamy-hand thing.

she's sacrificing her chance at freedom in hopes of slightly mitigating his punishment. (they're both doomed to very bad punishment upon capture right here, but if she escapes I think he'd get punished even worse. so she's choosing to share in pretty bad punishment over him being punished extremely severely and her not at all.)

even aside from punishment, she knows she'll be returning to an even worse home life than the one she believed necessitated her immediate escape (Brenner apparently arranging for her to be killed).

so here, can she afford to act out not only because she's acting alone, but because she's an only child, so to speak? there's no one else who could potentially suffer as a result of her actions. no other siblings to use as leverage. no one to protect.

whatever consequences Brenner carried El off to after killing those orderlies, she bore it alone.

I can sorta read this as protective of the other kids in general - not that she did it, but that she didn't until now.

am I saying Brenner might have randomly punished other kids as a result of something El did?

have you met the guy? definitely would've threatened it, might've actually done it. manipulation by whatever means necessary.

when you work in a building full of superpowered people who hate you, you gotta control them psychologically, because physical control isn't something you can maintain for long. it's imperative that they're more afraid of the consequences of kicking your ass than they are of whatever torture you're putting them through. emotional manipulation using friends and innocents as pawns is a classic move. (another reason the kids might want to keep lab friendships secret even if they're allowed.)

that's not theory - we've seen Brenner use this tactic onscreen, telling El that he'll have Owens killed if she tries to get to him. he knows he can't physically control her, so he exerts psychological control by placing Owens' blood on El's hands to get her to cooperate.

the phrase "blood on one's hands" means being responsible for deaths, not having literally, personally committed murder. this imagery is used onscreen to denote El's sense of guilt about the massacre well before she comes to the conclusion that she actually did it. (this could be symbolism that El's mind organically dreamed up instead of engineered fuckery, but who knows. we have no textual explanation yet for how her hands would be that bloody).

and together with Brenner very textually using the kids against each other in other ways - having them literally duel each other in the circle game, but also the "driving them to do exactly what he wants" stuff - I don't think it's unreasonable to figure that fear of harm to the other kids was a manipulation tactic used in the lab.

that definitely includes One - lines like "I'm not going with you / if he finds me he will find you" "I wanted to help you, but I only made things worse" smack of a guy kept in line by fear of something happening to the kids.

and the Brenner-orchestrating-El's-murder story smells like a psyop. is this just Brenner wanting One to think harm would come to El as a consequence of his actions? (she became "uncontrollable" as a result of his coaching). El is too valuable an asset to actually kill. who would know better than One that the treatment for being uncontrollable is soteria, not death? assuming One is being truthful, why would he not see through that. idek what I think is going on here anymore

anyway. MKUltra is ALL about manipulation but I'll talk more about that in my other post

times El protects her friends the same way she protected One

practically every move El makes is about protecting her friends but I want to point out a few times that are specifically reminiscent of her protection of One, where she's ready to give up her freedom to protect her friends even at risk of the worst case scenario (going back to the lab):

sacrificing herself to protect the party from the demogorgon ("no more") <- is that line in reference to the 6 people the demogorgon has snatched, or is that a massacre reference given how incredibly parallel these scenes are. I'm not sure whether "goodbye Mike" meant she thought she'd die or just get so wiped out that she'd be easily recaptured by the lab

leaving Kali and "freedom" to return to Hawkins and protect her friends, where she volunteers to go back into the lab to close the gate

leaving Cali and "freedom" to return to the lab to get her powers back to protect her friends

final thought: I just had a chuckle with myself at the fact that iirc it's Mike and Nancy whose lives El has individually, directly saved the most times.

[honorable mention for Max because I don't know how to quantify 4x9. is that like one massive save?]

like, Mike, okay, but why the Nancy emphasis when she and El have basically zero onscreen relationship. (actually I have a lot to say about El and Nancy coming up soon that might add context)

idk.. lab sibling guilt smth smth El protecting Nancy "she'll be like your new sister" and Mike "will you be like my brother" Creeler. you gotta love it

[mukamibabe]

What all the punishments Yandere!Karlheinz will give his wife to break her?

alright, writing karl in full blown yandere mode. therefore, this will be pretty dark, considering the nature of this request.

for this, under the cut it shall go.

tw for dark content. i know it’s vague but like. generally, that’s what it is, i guess? idk trigger warnings in this fandom are difficult because.. i mean. this is diabolik lovers,,

hmm.. this is a bit tricky because karlheinz loves making people think he’s .. innocent. not like, i’m a little baby type of innocent, but rather just.. completely glossing over the fact he’s awful. karlheinz knows this. but, ?? who cares? he doesn’t. so long as his reputation is in tact, it doesn’t matter to him. 

that being said, he won’t sacrifice his reputation for anything. like, take his previous wives for example. sure, they can claim that he did awful things or whatever, but first, why would anyone believe anyone else’s words rather than the vampire king himself? he’s just that powerful, both physically and status wise. 

also, it’s really easy for karl to manipulate time and all that jazz, so.. idk. in short, it’s not likely his new love would be able to actually convince anyone that karl’s not who he comes off as.

which, he could easily argue against because ‘no one is who they masquerade as’, which,,. doesn’t matter. anyways, his new s/o would be lucky to even be allowed to see others at all. 

i don’t even know why karl would want to completely break someone other than just for the hell of it, so.. even if things were to go wrong, he can fix it without an issue. 

all of that being said, i think the one big thing karlheinz would do to break his s/o is just completely isolating them. if they choose to be stubborn and act as if they can live their life in isolation without him, he encourages them to try. karl is ultimately convinced that their small little life is in his hands, now.

a part of me wants to compare the situation to christa’s, but it’s really.. not. karl had a plan regarding her, whereas you.. well, could either be another one of his twisted plans, or literally just for fun. for his own amusement. either way, the more they resist, the worst it gets for them.

all karl wants to hear is just for his new little toy to start acting the way they should. he wants them to accept their situation, and to just let things happen. 

but, until then, it’s complete loneliness. the only person you’ll be seeing is karl, and that’s that. some times he might not even visit them, but he is watching. always. 

a lot of the ‘punishments’ they face are psychological. honestly, all of them might be.

he doesn’t want to physically hurt his s/o, at least not in a way they wouldn’t like. 

the relationship still remains very.. manipulative. karl will try his best to convince them that he’s capable of treating them like a deity, and that they’ll have his entire kingdom right under your fingertips. is that true? ..most likely not. what karl would like to do is just test you a bit, see what truly motivates you.

honestly, you might even turn into his lab if this continues. while he likes to have a bit of fun here and there, and can be a sadist, it just depends if his new lover is truly worth it. karl does not feel as if he’s capable of love, and no matter what he feels regarding them, he still believes it. even if that s/o has captured him in a way no one else has, at some point he’s going to get aggravated if they hold no importance to his end goal.

[zablife]

Hey, Lee! Giving our shared love for dark themes I wanted to ask your opinion on two matters I can't make my mind around 👀

1. What do you think dark!Alfie is like? I personally see him as so manipulative and eloquent that his partner would only realize the nature of their relationship months (or even years!) later, but I don't know if he'd ever be violent/excessively jealous towards them, what do you think?

2. About Tommy, do you think his darkish behaviour is more likely to start with the war trauma or he was born like this? Or does it depend on the AU? 🤔 Because it's canon that pre-war!Tom was a sweet boy and the war changed him, but at the same time his behaviour is so fucked up idk if it could be something developed

Anyways, pls don't feel pressured to answer this ask, hope you're doing well 😊

Lora, I LOVE this ask! Tysm for sending it my way. This is going to be long so I'll add my thoughts below the cut. Note these are my interpretations of the dark! versions of these characters NOT the canon characters so feel free to disagree, but know that they are two very diff interpretations!

1.) Dark!Alfie is a character I've only written short blurbs of and I'm not completely set on my thinking. My intial thoughts are that he was made this way from years of discrimination and hard living. He is playing the part of a king with all its illusions of grandeur. I would agree that he is manipulative and witty in his wordplay often confusing his "prey" before consuming them whole. He often appears to have your best interest at heart, but it's his own needs he's protecting most because he knows its the ones closest to him who can hurt him the most. Therefore, I think he is a very jealous person and does whatever it takes to keep you loyal.

He would explain his possessiveness in terms of his religion (despite being a nonbeliever in my mind). He might say how much women are valued and protected in his community. You would be swept off your feet by the gestures of romance so you might not realize that he's closing you off from your friends and family until it's too late. He is never physically violent. I imagine Ollie does his bidding most frequently so he is never to blame when you're upset. If he's feeling particularly wicked, he might take Cyril away as this is your only company when he's away. Alfie's mind games are the worst punishment of all. I've written about these dynamics in my fics Taking a Walk in the Rain and Playing Games with Alfie.

2.) Dark!Tommy is different in that he was probably born with darkness in his soul. His upbringing only reinforced these tendencies as he watched his mother reject him and seeks to punish every woman who comes after her. Although he would never admit his need for closeness after the horrors of the war, he demands a partner who will cling to him for everything. Their dependence upon him makes him feel godlike and needed. It is reassurance that they will never leave him.

Tommy would probably seek a much younger partner for this reason. Someone he can shape and mold to his exact preferences without question would be his ideal. However, people grow and have needs of their own. If you were to ask him for something he didn't approve of, you would experience his temper and that is a thing to behold. Tommy is a physically violent man. He is capable of hurting his s/o to prove his dominance. For example, Tommy would want a family immediately to anchor you to him. If you disagreed, he would force it on you. There is nothing he wouldn't do to make you his completely. I've written about this in my fics His Last Little Pet, Dark Beauty, How Was Your Day, Reminding Tommy of You, and Keeping You Close.

I'd love to hear your thoughts on this as well! Do you agree or disagree on these points?

[sweetpollyolliver]

Hello, I wanted to address a post put in the Jiang Cheng tag. I was going to message the person but I got a grip and decided against it. I know they said they didn't want to be approached about it. I do wish, for a change, that someone would write some interesting and fair criticism of Jiang Cheng for us to discuss. With a mind to an open dialogue about it too!

Firstly, their main beef seems to be that people who like Jiang Cheng argue that his "abusive" behaviour can be excused because of his traumatic upbringing. I love Jiang Cheng, I spend a lot of time in the tag, I seek out other people who love him, I read the meta they write. I have never come across this argument. Respectfully, I find it hard to believe that there are multitudes of his fans who make this argument. Most people do NOT excuse his behaviour, think he is a pathetic (derogatory), hopeless case of a man who behaves abominably at times. I also suspect most of them wouldn't want to marry him - quite a few have said he would make a terribe spouse. That thought makes me want to defend him but I am not at all confident I could with much success 😂 They also feel for him and the various tragedies he has lived through - would you believe it, it is possible to think both! And to see how said abominable behaviour demonstrates the various ways he has been traumatised and feel for him all the more, even while not excusing him at all. I suspect a lot of them are offended at the accusation.

They compared Jiang Cheng (someone who has tortured and murdered) to Wei Wuxian (someone who has apparently not tortured and murdered). The novel and the show involve Wei Wuxian torturing and killing people!! What possessed them to make that comparison? If they had compared Jiang Cheng with Jiang Yanli, I think that argument might have held some weight as I can't recall her hurting anyone and it creates an interesting comparison because she was raised by the same people Jiang Cheng was. Would she have tortured and killed Wen soldiers if she had had the opportunity to do so? Would she have felt that she had a responsibility to do so, as I suspect Jiang Cheng felt to a certain extent - that she was getting justice for her family? Idk - there's a bit to unpack there about gender dynamics/expectations - ours (western white or Chinese), cultivation society's etc. If they had picked Lan Xichen, it would have held some weight, because although he has probably killed many people during the war, I can't remember anyone saying he tortured anyone (although it's been a while since I read the text/watched the show so correct me if I am wrong!). He's also just lovely and kind and would be very unlikely to act out of spite or temper. And Lan Xichen is also a sect leader which I think creates an interesting comparison. After all, Lan Xichen, as sect leader, should take some responsibility for Lan Wangji's corporal punishment - 33 lashes taht scarred him for life! You could argue that judicial punishment and torture for selfish purposes are not the same 😂 but they're both extreme violence focused on an individual in their power. Could it be argued that any torture/killing that Jiang Cheng carried out, he also felt was part of his duty as a sect leader and as a son?

But I also want to ask, what torture did they have in mind? Were they thinking of all the demonic cultivators he hunted down and tortured during the years after Wei Wuxian's death? Are they sure Jiang Cheng did that? What was the nature of the torture? Who said he did? Was the action in the text/show itself or was it hearsay? In a novel/show about hearsay and losing control of the narrative, are they sure it's true any more than it's true that Wei Wuxian was ugly and evil?

They also mentioned that Jiang Cheng is a villain - and a lack lustre one. I don't think he's a villain. An antaganist at times and an ally at others - by the ending... maybe a bit of both? it's left ambivalent imo. I would argue that the villains are Wen Ruohan and his sons if you are going to be boring. If you are going to be interesting, I would argue that actually Wei Wuxian and Jin Guangyao are the villains of the story,on the grounds that the story is actually about villains and how much their villain identity is Created by society and circumstance.

All of this is moot, to a certain extent, for me. I love him exactly as he is - whether he tortured or not. I have been very moved by stories about people overcoming their trauma to be a more positive influence on the world, but I find Jiang Cheng extremely cathartic each time he behaves badly - trauma or not frankly. It makes me examine where that behaviour might be stemming from and why it's satisfying. There's a lot to unpack there for me - that's interesting in a character! But who knows why I am saying any of this? For Jiang Cheng fans, I am only parotting what many people have said - in a far more nuanced and intersting way! For Jiang Cheng antis like OP, I doubt they will ever read this, and if they do, they will take it in bad faith, so what's the point? Catharsis for me I guess.

[marshmellowtea]

back on my killing eve inspired au bullshit lmao tw for abuse and talks of cult stuff but like

(putting this under a cut cuz it got long y'all know the drill)

back in another fandom, there was an assassin character i was really attached to, and i remember at one point i made an au for him where the reason he was an assassin was because he was a part of this cult that twisted his brain to normalize him killing for them. this.....was not canon based at all lmao this was purely an au made for Angst Reasons, but as a part of it being excessively angsty he constantly referred to the cult leader as his "owner" rather than as just his leader or handler or something

and tying this back to the killing eve au, i'm thinking about will and lila kinda having a similar relationship of "ownership" toward the lawrence fraternity, especially with father lawrence himself. obviously it has to be tweaked a little to fit the new circumstances and characters, but i think it fits in with an idea i had that for a long time, will (and by extension, lila) were solely considered tools by the fraternity for killing, if not other things as well, and thus ended up severely internalizing that idea. it also adds another dimension where they both sometimes have to struggle to see yu as more than just someone who owns them (because he doesn't, he just guides them and takes care of them), though by the time the story starts they've already mostly gotten past actively calling him their owner in favor of just his name or alternative, more friendly/familial titles like papa or daddy when they're regressed idk just a thought don't look at me gklajdsf.

and of course, like.....the way will and lila cope with being considered "owned" by someone would be different, y'know? lila would be more snarky and rebellious toward the fraternity despite knowing she could get punished for it, and depending on whether or not i go with the fraternity (or most of the fraternity at least) dying before the au starts, she'd also be quick to want revenge on them for trapping her and will there for so long. meanwhile will is more naturally submissive and honestly would probably have been manipulated by them longer before lila even shows up/presents herself in whatever form she takes (i'm leaning more and more toward her being a supernatural spirit in this au tbh), so he tries to keep his head down and obediently follow their orders so he doesn't get hurt.

it's a HUGE adjustment when they eventually get away from the cult--even with yu there trying to help them deal with their newfound independence, will is kind of lost without them controlling him, and for a long time he has no idea what he's supposed to do without them there telling him what to do all the time. even lila tends to struggle to keep it together without someone there to give her orders despite of, or hell, even because of her rebellious streak; they've just spent so many years with the fraternity before they were freed, and the control they had over them was so all-encompassing.

becuase of this, despite yu having their best interests at heart, lila still finds herself disobeying him, ignoring his advice, and behaving recklessly against his wishes. it's not because she dislikes him (in fact, she actually does like him in this au and sees him as her and will's father figure, though good luck getting her to admit that lmao) but because that's the only form of control over her own life she's known for so long. that's part of the reason also why she eggs tanya on when tanya starts trying to track her down--she knows it's something yu wouldn't want her to do, and he even tells her that much, but it's new and exciting and possibly dangerous and she's always associated that with freedom.

of course, this all gets a bit more complicated when you factor in will and lila's pre-cult trauma with their (respective?) mothers, but those aren't headcanons i've fully fleshed out yet. there's definitely mommy issues in here though, don't you worry, i haven't forgotten about them ahgadksdjfkl. that's a post for another day, though, once i get my thoughts on that in order.

.....also, side note, i really need another name for this au, given that it's getting less and less like the show that initially inspired it by the second, huh? ^^; that's something i'll have to think about eventually though, especially if i keep talking about it like this, oops

[lactodebillus-bulgaricus]

*long post ahead, I didn’t plan it to be that long but oh well*

why the f did himaruya make bulgaria afraid of romania’s stories about vlad the impaler when his own ruler made a cup out of the byzantine emperor’s skull and sacrificed people in front of constantinople during a siege

oh wait

maybe bulgaria was traumatized, back then he was a child and his mind probably repressed these memories as a defense mechanism so currently he doesn’t remember these things and when romania brought up vlad the impaler, bulgaria was subconsciously reminded of how things in his place were before christianization (cruelty, human sacrifices, severe punishments, people getting executed for not having their weapons in proper condition, people accused of something being beaten with wooden staffs until they admitted to it, etc)

and even after christianization there were cruelties such as an anti-christian uprising which resulted in the execution of those who rebelled and their families

dang now I realize that bulgaria’s history is a succession of traumas

like

old great bulgaria is destroyed by the khazars, bulgaria is forced to flee and settle in the balkans, he’s separated from his brother (the future volga bulgaria) and never sees him again

wars with byzantines, nicephorus pillages and destroys pliska, even christian writers found him to be too cruel with its pagan inhabitants, eventually he gets his ass kicked and his skull is made into a drinking cup

bulgar society is strict and cruel, this was bulgaria’s culture, he grew up in it, he saw it as normal, it was the only thing he knew

christianization, some rebel and their families are killed along with them as a punishment

the pendulum of bulgaria-byzantine relations swings between war and peace&cooperation, I can imagine the byzantine empire being quite manipulative with young bulgaria (who’s recently lost his family to the khazars and who hasn’t known any love&care ever since), like she’d probably pretend to be nice and caring only to get him to do what she wanted, then if he didn’t do that, she’d reveal a much different side

or who knows, maybe she (the personification) was nice and caring but her boss forced her to fight bulgaria (the personification), hurt him, etc

or maybe she had to fight in wars against him bc it was natural to take the stance of her people, of course her people would be more important to her than how another personification will feel and I think that all personifications would be like that

basil the 2nd blinded 1000s of people, later bulgaria fell under byzantine rule

bulgaria rebels and becomes free in 1185 and reestablishes itself on the international scene, there are wars with other countries but this was something normal for medieval countries so yeah, idk how relationships between personifications would be, like would they hate each other because of wars? or maybe they’d understand the situation of the other personification, that each of them has to stand by their people and that wars aren’t personal for the personifications involved, yet they kinda are? cuz each of them can feel their people’s suffering but they can’t blame the other personification as they’re not the one taking the decisions and hurting the people but they also represent the ones who take the decisions and hurt the people? idk it’s complex

I imagine that personifications would be more mature than humans, they won’t hate each other, target each other, take revenge on each other or torture each other

they’d be immune to brainwashing and stuff due to having become wise bc of their long lives and bc of them talking to other personifications, understanding their perspective etc but they’re also unable to stop their bosses and people from doing terrible things

but also I wonder what if there are personifications who became sociopathic due to having grown up around wars and violence? or what if they became that way bc they were never disciplined and they never met another personification, thus they’ve only met humans and they’re stronger than humans so they became arrogant and remained childishly cruel? what if nowadays they have peaceful lives and their countries & bosses & people have good relations with their neighbors yet they behave themselves in antisocial and sadistic manner? idk I don’t wanna portray any real country’s personification in such a manner in a serious story as it’d be disrespectful

I kinda wanna explore the idea in a fanfic or something but I’ll make an oc and come up with a fictional country that has nothing to do with real countries & peoples & cultures, e.g a fictional island & a haughty sheltered oc who’s also childishly sociopathic

anyways let’s continue with history

bulgaria probably met and befriended wallachia (aka the future romania) back then, apparently in hetalia they befriended each other during socialist times which makes no sense

balkans yadda yadda byzantine yadda yadda wallachians, hungarians, serbs, latins yadda yadda wars, peace, royal house marriages, intrigues, plots, vassalage & mongols yadda yadda

but then ottomans come, bulgaria falls under ottoman rule, nobility is killed, some of its culture is destroyed (e.g. tarnovo literary school and art school of tarnovo were destroyed), some noblemen (e.g. one of ivan shishman’s sons) were converted into islam and their connection with the people was severed, people were stuck in medieval times while science and arts were being developed in other parts of europe

bulgarians are discriminated against because of their religion and treated as 2nd class people, there were many unpunished cruelties, boys were forcibly taken away from their families to become janissaries, yeah they were given good careers, but still, it’s very cruel to tear a child away from his family and everything he’s ever known, also because these sons were converted into islam, their christian families probably believed that their sons will go to hell for eternity, like they’ll be unable to meet their sons ever again, not even in afterlife, also christians paid high taxes which often left poor people starving, any uprisings and rebellions were cruelly suppressed

now idk what the relationship between turkey (the personification) and bulgaria (the personification) would be like and how he’d treat bulgaria, but even if he didn’t treat him badly, bulgaria would probably still suffer due to feeling his people’s pain

later bulgaria becomes free with russia’s help, serbo-bulgarian war happens, then there’s an unsuccessful russophile coup and a souring in the russia-bulgaria relations, later balkan wars occur, the 2nd balkan war ends with 1st national catastrophe, ww1 ends with 2nd national catastrophe, thousands of bulgarians perish or remain outside of the country where they suffer repressions

then there are the september uprising, communists vs tsarists and white terror, ww2, socialism, people’s court and the killing or perishing of thousands of people, then democracy comes and economic chaos ensues

[wikluk]

Long post; as a adult who was Parentification (as well as my mom) seeing those mama Mirabel au makes me think. I feel like the best ways to go work this trope is Parentification. Like in most of the fic I read they have pepa and Mirabel argue then at the end they have the two co-parent Antonio. At first I thought that was cute and happy but it’s not. Mirabel is a 15 year old child trying to be Antonio’s parent, only this time pepa is aware of it and lets Mirabel parent Antonio.

I heave this headcanon that when the triplets were younger Julieta was also Parentificated, and try to be her siblings mother. Alma found out and immediately put a stop to it (much to kid Julieta’s hurt and confusion) I feel like in this trope/au pepa wpuld find out (maybe she overheard Antonio telling someone that Mirabel is his mom or Mirabel accidentally called Antonio her son) and while she be sad it would most be “aw look Mirabel acting like a mom to Antonio, cute. Wait…did Julieta do something like that when we were kids? OH SHIT??? OH SHIT x2 I’m turning into my mom”

Idk, I don't really like the fics with mama Mira, if they have this tag, I don't read them.

About the headcanon: I'm quite on the opposite side. I think Alma didn't really see Julieta trying to be the other parent. Like, the triplets were growing up at the beginning of the 20th century and it was a norm (universal norm, I guess) for the older and more mature kids to take care of their younger siblings, snd be like another parent to them, kinda. Yes, Julieta might have been the same age as her siblings, they're triplets, after all, but she was the more mature and responsible, and it was just in her nature to care for others.

If she stepped over the boundaries and really tried to copy Alma (with punishments or "parent" talk), then yes, Alma might have stepped in and told her it's not her place to do so. But worrying, caring, giving bits of advice and so on? I think Alma didn't see anything wrong with that. And so, Julieta developed her nurturing personality, and that's how she also got her gift.

It doesn't mean Alma was a bad parent, mind you. It's happening often in families that one of the children decides to be like a parental figure to the others. It's just how we are, we live in a hierarchy as well, especially in families, so... you know...

ANYWAY–

[neighborhoodscorpio]

Okay… in defense of the homewrecker.

The Ariana Grande hate is so crazy. I just feel like you have to be the most unserious person in the world to get worked up and feel the need to say something about a celebrity’s love life. Especially NOW. There are hundreds of abusive, toxic, physically harmful, predatory men in the entertainment industry and you can log on to see nothing but love for them! For FREE! Let alone every literal war happening right now. Yet this woman gets tangled in an affair and I see walls of hate everywhere. I don’t even care if what she did was wrong. I literally don’t. Half that industry should be in prison and y’all are yelling at her.

Let alone all the female artists who have made music very transparently about being The Other Woman… fucking baby daddies… etc etc. I feel as though she’s getting a misogynistic public punishment for presenting as a good girl figure and behaving differently. Weird aspect of the culture where indefensible behavior is more often tolerated when it’s openly shared.

Getting on a feminist high horse about jumping on Ariana Grande is laughable. The contempt for her is sooooo emotionally charged. I’m so surprised and confused by it. It feels like her biggest crime was daring to act like every other baddie while being 5’2” and I’m serious when I say that LMFAOOO… like… The amount of women jumping on it is crazy. They are speaking about feminism to hate on Ariana Grande. Girl we don’t have rights in half the states in the US. Ariana could steal five husbands and her feminist impact would still be greater than your comment. The fact that she did public democratic advocacy during the last election is literally enough to cover it. It’s like every woman feels as though miss Grande stole her man specifically. It’s giving traumatized. And I get that. But…

I have a really really really really hot take about cheating to add. To wrap up the whole topic… since I’ve been flabbergasted seeing the public opinion on every fucking website that I log into… listen. If anyone can steal your man, you should know about it. If you married a pathetic little worm, you should know about it. Instead of living your whole life convinced that your partner isn’t a piece of shit, I think it’s best to see what they’re capable of. My REALLY hot take is that the people who “steal” partners are doing a service. They’re the ones who reveal shitty character. They’re deep in the morally grey, to me.

Even though they might be doing it for self-serving reasons, obviously, there’s still a valuable function there. If a woman ever “stole” a partner from me, I’d thank her, key the guy’s car, and sleep really really well knowing that I’m not counting on someone weak. I wouldn’t even mourn what we had because it wasn’t actually there. If someone can’t even demonstrate a level of certainty with petty shit, I would never want to find out how weak they were in serious situations. Sooooo many men are horrible fucking people. If they cheat in love, they cheat in business, and elsewhere. The double standard is crazy there too. A woman doing romantic crimes is prison worthy. A man assaulting people though… just in his nature.

If anything, I feel bad for the women who actually want the cheating men they pursued. They’ve won a terrible life tournament and don’t even know it. The male validation is so strong, so addicting, that they can’t see the material damage that they’re causing to themselves, let alone OTHERS. If you can’t recognize that as a symptom of patriarchal poison idk how to talk with you about it. Feminism is so shallow in the mainstream that there is NO analysis if a woman’s actions are unsavory. Women hurt women because of men every single day. To be honest, if there wasn’t a baby in the picture, no one would give a shit about Ariana’s actions, and I haven’t seen that point made anywhere, either. An affair is an affair and no one cares. You hurt a woman? Who gives a shit. But now you’ve hurt a BABY? Suddenly the conversation turns into some bullshit about feminism. One of the most vile expressions of patriarchy is valuing a woman’s reproductive capacity more than her personhood, and this is no fucking different. Now that she’s reproduced, she almost deserves personhood. Outrage. Social commentary, even. Again— especially sickening in todays climate.

I just really can’t take y’all seriously. If it pissed you off just say that. But don’t invent a feminist argument to make yourself feel justified for hating Ariana Grande now. From that angle, there is far too much nuance to not make yourself look stupid.

[robinofinashiro]

request from anon: “Hi, can I request yandere alphabet for Kyojuro Rengoku 👉👈Thank you and have a good day Queen.”

pairing: yandere! kyojuro rengoku x fem reader

request status: OPENED

A - Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

rengoku does not give a singular fuck who sees him when it comes to giving you affection! you’re in the public? you’ll be holding his hand, kissing your cheek when he feels like it, and if it’s that bad, he’ll do a quickie in the bathroom. 

B - Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

very messy! he doesn’t care. if he sees someone getting too close to you, he’ll make sure to get rid of them as soon as possible. he can’t let anyone get close to you. he’ll go to the ends of the earth to make sure that you’re by his side and that no one comes in between the two of you. 

C - Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

honestly, he’ll mock the hell out of them when he feels like it’s necessary. if you’re purposely doing things to annoy him or going out of your way to piss him off, he’ll make sure to remind you that you’re never leaving him. other than that, he’ll treat you like you’re a princess! you deserve everything in the world and he’ll give it to you if he feels like you deserve it. 

D - Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

despite from the sweet nature that he gives off, he will do ONE thing against your will and that’s to have kids. he needs to continue his family line and since Senjuro isn’t working to be a pillar anymore, he needs to make sure that someone continues that and it might have to be his kid. 

E - Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

rengoku, when he feels like the time is right, will bare everything to his darling. come on now, you’re gonna be his wife, right? it’s only right that you know what his baggage is! he doesn’t care if you judge him or not, when it comes to this sort of thing, he kinda wears his heart on his sleeve. 

F - Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

he would be kinda pissed. you’re supposed to be this perfect wife/darling and by you acting out, he doesn’t sit well with that. why can’t you be more like Sanemi’s wife? a perfect little darling that just sits there and waits for her husband like she should. punishment is a whole other ballgame that i will touch on later. 

G - Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

absolutely tf not. how can this be a game to someone? rengoku is the kinda person where if he meets someone that he falls madly in love with, he’ll stick by you until one of you dies first and even then, he might commit sewerslide if you happen to be the one to go first. however, he might get a kick watching you trying to leave him bc it’s nearly impossible to leave where you’re trapped.

H - Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

rengoku’s affection, jesus christ. that shit could get mad annoying. if he’s had a particularly bad day, just brace yourself and let it happen bc he will be one affectionate mf. it could get to the point where he’ll be affection even into the next day if it’s that bad. 

I - Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

literally a picture perfect life. (very much the american dream in a sense). he wants kids, hell, if you want pets of some sort, he’s down to adopt a few dogs or whatever you or your kids want. he just wants everyone to see that his family is perfect and how far he’s willing to go for them. 

J - Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

oh absolutely. rengoku is the type of mf that if he sees someone flirting with his darling, he’s ending that shit QUICK. he cannot and will not let it happen. clearly it isn’t your fault so he’ll console you that you had no way of knowing what that scums intentions were and after he’s done with that, he’ll try to find the person to give them a lesson. 

K - Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling

he will be very clingy like i said. he wants everyone to know that his relationship is perfect but in private, double that. he’ll make sure that you know you’re loved and that he wouldn’t trade his life with you for anything in the world. 

L - Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

he would try the attempt to court you at first. rengoku is someone who is very charming so 8/10 times, it’ll work. however, if you’re being stubborn, that’s when the other side of rengoku comes out. but if you do decide to date him willingly, he’s the sweetest mf ever. he’ll bring you courting gives to every date, etc, etc. 

M - Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

honestly, rengoku is seen as the black sheep in the sense that he’s always readily happy and enthusiastic. not much changes when he’s in the public. unless you happen to piss him off in public, seemingly the only time when he would change his personality. 

N - Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

he doesn’t try to do it often, he hates seeing you hurt. but if you happen to actually piss him off to the point where you need to be punished, anything ranging from being alone for days to sexual punishment (that i wont be going into detail for).

O - Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

not many tbh. you have free range into his entire estate. however if he has maids working around, they know it’s best for them not to talk to you. he wont let you leave his estate to speak to anyone. you have the right to anything as long as you’re not trying to leave or get into contact with someone. he’ll even let you visit your friends or family as long as he’s there. 

P - Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

eh, he’s about 50/50. he can be very patient with you or be ticked off almost immediately. more than likely tho, he’ll deal with your shit most days. the days that he doesn’t, it’s probably bc he had already probably had a bad day and you’re just making shit worse. 

Q - Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

if you die, rengoku won’t move on and like i said before, he’d probably commit sleep forever. if you escape, he’ll spend the rest of his days looking for you. regardless if you escape or die, he won’t move on. you’re his and you will remain that way important person in his life. 

R - Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

to a certain point, he’d feel guilty. i think the only thing eating him up is the unethical part in all of this. the fact that he’s basically abducted you and refuses to let you go. but will he ever let you go? absolutely not. you’d have to kill him before that happens. 

S - Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

i see the only way this happening is bc of his life. his childhood wasn’t the greatest but it wasn’t exactly the worst so idk, i think more than anything it was out of curiosity and probably seeing others do it that make him snap. 

T - Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

if rengoku isn’t at fault for making you upset, he’s HEARTBROKEN. he doesn’t like seeing you that way and he’ll find the person that did it and make them pay for it. HOWEVER, if he was the cause of it, he almost turns into a wall and brushes it off, probably murmuring that you deserved whatever it is that made you cry. 

U -Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

honestly no. he wouldn’t only bc he’s very much the person that finds the classics of being a yandere as the only way to do it. anything like killing your darling or along those lines are way to extreme for him and he doesn’t like it when others step out of line. 

V - Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

SENJURO RENGOKU. his little brother is also his world and i think if you catch kyojuro in a situation where you can exploit senjuro, he might give in but honestly, it probably won’t hurt and it’ll be worse for you when he finally has you alone. 

W - Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

like i said before, only if it was necessary. he wouldn’t ever intentionally hurt you if you didn’t deserve it. he doesn’t like seeing you hurt and he hates seeing you cry so only if it came to you being a brat would he then actively physically punish you. 

X - Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

ehhhhhh, not really. he sees this relationship as 50/50 however he did kinda worship you when he wasn’t your boyfriend/husband but he would go different lengths in order to win you over. he doesn’t really care what he has to do, he will make you his whether you like it or not. 

Y - Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

tbh, it doesn’t take long before he snaps. if he sees you going out with someone and he feels like you might leave him, that’ll be a point. if he sees you being too free, that might be another point. in general, less than a year before he snaps. hell, less than half a year. 

Z - Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

mentally, YES! physically, if he needed to. but not to the point where he’s killed you. 

[bittersvgar]

Number 316

Just you having horns like schlatt, except yours bigger because you're a girl boss obviously.

Also their is some language here but not that much

Ewe-a female sheep

Dsmp x reader? Idk

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You were always an independent person, challenging the rules of nature when you had the chance. Its how it got you here, becoming one of the most respected woman in your kingdom. Standing around 5'7 with the biggest horn people seen an ewe ever have, angering many males.

A knock was heard as you tried to sip your tea to calm down the headache happening, watching as your assistant came in timidly.

"Miss Y/n, sorry to disturb you but it seems you have another challenger."

You sighed, putting down your tea as you stood up to smooth out the wrinkles on your suit. "Tell them I'll be there in a minute."

Grabbing your gloves, you look your self in mirror, watching your scars move slightly as you flexed your hand. Placing the gloves on, you walked out of the big mansion you lived in, meeting the crowed that circled around someone.

The crowd separated to let you walk by, which means the closer you got, the clearer you saw your opponent. He was tall, you'll give him that. He was hunched over slightly, wobbling on his feet as he held a bottle of beer in his right hand. He had mutton chops that oddly suited him.

Two person seems to be holding him back, as if trying to convince him to back out, one having fox-like feature while the other had small wings on his back, that where slightly flapping as he tried to pull the ram back.

"I'm guessing your the challenger." You spoke, watching his pals let him go, giving up. The ram just eyed you down, looking at your figure that was shown from the suit you were wearing, which angered you slightly as he didn't even try to hide it. "My name is Y/n, a pleasure to meet you."

You took your hand out to shake, which the male quickly grabbed as he pulled you closer, squishing your bodies together. You tried to back up but he quickly place put hand on your waist, stopping you as he leaned forward.

"Pleasure is all mine."

Angered from his action you quickly pushed him back,causing him to trip, the stench of booze lingering around you, making your headache worst.

"Let's just get this over with." You said, nodding at your assistant who took her microphone.

"Ladies and gentleman! Ram and ewes! We are all gathered today to see another match for dominance! You all know the rules! Do not interfere or else you'll be greatly punished!"

She turned towards the Ram, asking for his name only to not get a response as he glared at you. One of his friends had to step in to tell her his name to continue.

"The challenger today is Schlatt vs our long time winner Y/n!" She showed the crowd an emerald before explaining, " The moment this emerald hits the ground the fight will commence! Now can the challenger please draw your weapon!"

Someone handed you your sword, who you thanked as you twirled it around.

"So what she can do some trick, big deal." Schlatt sneered at her before realising something. "Oh shit. Where the fuck is my weapon?"

He looked over at Fundy and Quackity who just shrugged.

"GIVE ME ONE OF YOU WEAPONS!"

"Are you ready!"

"NO! DOES IT LOOK LIKE IM READY!"

Quackity fumbled with his axe, trying to get it off his belt but he was to late.

"Go!"

Schlatt looked at you, who just stared back at him angrily. He chugged the rest of his beer, wiping his mouth before bringing the bottle up.

You just shooked your head before rushing at him, running towards the right, causing him to swing when you got close. Taking this opportunity, you quickly stopped before moving to the left, making Schlatt stumbled forward.

Taking pity on the man you took the hilt of your sword and slammed it on his back, causing Schlatt to fall on the ground face first with a thud, the glass bottle shattering in his hand leaving small but painful cuts.

"You bitch!"

He said, turning his body around, using his left hand to support his body weight only for you to hold the sword near his throat causing him to lean back to avoid being sliced.

"Admit defeat."

"Suck my dick." He spat, causing you to dig the sword on his shoulder, making his grunt in pain.

"Admit." You hissed, twisting the sword. "Defeat."

"Fine. FINE!" He yelled, grasping his shoulder when you took out your sword from his shoulder. "I LOST OK!

Your assistant smiled, bring the microphone to her lips as she cheered.

"THE WINNER IS Y/N!"

Many cheered, mostly ewes as many Rams in the crowd huffed in frustration.

You walked closer to the Schlatt, who was currently being attended by medics.

"What do you want."

You ignored him, your assistant handing you a saw, as squat down to grab one of his horns.

"Wait! WAIT! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" He thrashed in the medic's grip who hold him down for this. His friends also being restrain from trying to interfere.

"My reward." You bluntly said, sawing off about an inch of his horn, giving the saw back to someone as you got up.

"I'll- I'LL KILL YOU!" He yelled, head hurting from the vibration of the horn being sawed off.

"Shut up, it's tradition." You said annoyed, grabbing his other un-injured horn as you turn his head to the crowd. "Besides, look at all the other Rams who tried." You whispered near his ear.

Many rams in the crowd had an inch of their horn taken off, some even had two inches off, meaning they tried to challenge twice only to not succeed.

"Their pride and joy sawed off. And do you know who has their horns."

You questioned him, tugging his horn when he didn't respond, causing his head the be yanked backwards.

"Me. So what makes you think you can kill me."

And with that you let go of his horn. Turning back to your house with a part of his horn in your hand.

'What is this? The 302?'

You thought, blandly staring at the shiny horn in your hands. You walked in your study, pushing a button, the reveal a wall behind the bookcase. The sound of your heels echoed as you walked, before you finally made in to your destination.

Hundreds of horns stood on the walls. Each horn having a name and number on them indicating the order you got them. With your first horn in a glass case, the name 'dad' written on a sign next to it.

You stared at that specific horn, angrily clenching your fist as you grabbed a sign, looking at the last horn number before writing on the sign.

You placed the horn on the wall before placing the sign right next to it.

Schlatt, Number 316

Okay but im kinda proud because i did this in like 2 hours. Also its not proofread so sorry for the mistakes.

[poge-life]

⚠️ obx² spoilers!

hii, idk if you're accepting requests for long smut stories at the moment, but I love 365 days so much that I instantly thought of you when I had this idea. Would you write an imagine based on that scene where Rafe is at Ward's closet (you can change the context if you want), and then the reader walks in when he's looking in the mirror and she leans against the door/wall saying something like "Looking good Mr. Cameron", but in a teasing way so it leads to smut ofc, you can choose how it happens, but with dom!rafe, basically the same energy as 365 would be fantastic! I love your writing 💞

I am so flattered that you thought of me to write this and i knew as soon as I read it, I had to write it. This does not take place during the 365 timeline, but the OBX timeline. Please do not read if you haven't watched Outer Banks or finished this season because this does contain spoilers for OBX2 beneath the cut.

Also, it took me fucking forever to figure out to get a clip of Rafe putting on Ward's jacket, so enjoy!

Summary: After needing space after everything that happened this summer, you decided to go and see Rafe, just not expecting him to look good in Ward's jacket

Warnings: OBX2 spoiler, smut, daddy kink, name calling, spitting, spanking, hair pulling, and angst towards the end if you squint.

This past summer was...eventful. To say the least. Rafe had asked you to spend the summer with him instead of going to Florida with your family like you do every summer. And of course, you said yes. Spend the summer in Miami with your family or stay in the OBX with your hot-ass boyfriend? That was a no brainer.

You just didn’t expect this summer to turn out the way it did. Topper and Sarah had broken up because she ended up with John B, the Pogue who worked for her dad, Rafe’s drug habit had gotten bad, his dad had decided he needed to get a job, Rafe ended up beating Pope Heyward up with a golf club, and then proceeded to try and beat the shit out of JJ at Midsummers, annnnd Sheriff Peterkin was dead.

Oh, and Sarah and John B were alive after getting lost in the storm that they were chased into by the police.

And the cherry on top was that Rafe was the one who shot Peterkin and his dad killed himself to keep Rafe from going to jail.

You had distanced yourself from Rafe for a while, needing a moment to process everything that had happened. You didn’t know what to do. Rafe had come to you after everything that had happened and told you he knew something was wrong with him. That he had all of these thoughts in his head that made him want to hurt people but he didn’t want to do it.

He had gone to Ward about it but as usual, he had brushed it off and told him there wasn’t anything wrong with him and that he was going to be okay.

You could tell something wasn’t okay with your boyfriend. Ever since Peterkin’s funeral, he had been acting differently. His movements were sluggish and he seemed to zone out a lot and he acted more impulsively. Well, more than usual.

He came straight to you once he found out that his dad had killed himself. And that was the first time you had ever seen him cry. He was scared of what he was going to do and didn’t know how to stop it. He wanted help but no one was willing to get him the help he needed.

So, you vowed to help him in any way you could.

Sarah had texted you and told you Rafe was having a hard time processing everything that had happened with Ward. She had told you that their father had left behind a video, explaining everything; how he killed Big John Routledge, stole gold from John B, and killed Peterkin.

So, yeah. You could understand how Rafe would have a hard time processing what was going on.

You parked your car, grabbing your phone as you made your way up the driveway of Tannyhill. Letting yourself in through the side doors that you knew they never locked, you made your way up the stairs. Taking the way you knew like the back of your hand at this point to Rafe’s room, you peeked in to see his room empty. Pushing the door open, you made your way to the bathroom, not seeing him there either.

Realizing where he was, you made your way to Ward’s room. The light from the lamp gave the room a soft golden glow. You saw shadow movement from the closet and slowly made your way over to it.

Rafe was standing in front of the mirror with one of Ward’s jackets on and you hated to admit it, but he looked good. Really good.

Your eyes raked up his figure from his reflection and you leaned against the door as you called out, “Looking good, Mr. Cameron”

Rafe turned to look at you in shock before relaxing when he realized who it was, “Hey.”

“Hi.” You softly said, making your way over to him. You stopped with just a few inches in between the two of you. You brushed your hands over the front of his jacket as you looked up at him through your lashes, “You do look good, Rafe.”

He turned back to look at his reflection in the mirror, “Really?”

“Mhm,” You hummed, wrapping your arms around his waist from the side, “looking all professional. Really gets me going.”

Rafe couldn’t help the laugh that came out as he looked at you through the mirror, “Yeah? What about it, baby?”

You shrugged, running your fingers over the top of the band of his jeans, “Just thinking about you sitting behind a desk and in comes your beautiful girlfriend, hoping to distract you from all your hard work...only for you to get frustrated because you have an important client to work with so you have no choice but to bend me over your desk and take those frustrations out on me”

You let out a teasing sigh as you pulled away from him, “But then again, you’re just wearing a jacket.”

You barely made it a foot away from him before he tugged you back to him, his hand instantly finding its way around your neck, causing you to look up at him. He had a smirk on his face as his eyes roamed over yours, “good to know that even in your little fantasies, you know who’s in charge.”

“Who said it has to be a fantasy?” You whispered

And that’s all it took for him to snap.

Rafe leaned down and smashed his lips onto yours, tightening his grip around your throat, causing you to moan as you wrapped your arms around his neck, one of your hands going straight to his hair, giving it a tug.

You were so glad he had decided to ditch the hair gel and just leave it natural. You loved it that way.

Rafe pulled away, causing you to whine, “I want you in my room, naked on all fours. Do you understand?”

You had never been so glad to have his hand around your neck because you knew you couldn’t hold yourself up after what he just said to you.

You nodded but you should have known that wasn’t gonna fly with Rafe.

He shook his head, kissing his teeth as he titled your head up even more to look at him as he delivered a harsh slap to your ass, “C’mon baby. You know better than that. Use your words.”

“Yes sir.” You whispered, biting down on your bottom lip.

He released the grip he had on your neck as he nodded his head towards the closet door, “Go on. And I really wouldn’t test my patience right now if I were you.”

You all but scrambled out of the closet, making a beeline straight towards your boyfriends room. Kicking your shoes off by the door, you made quick work of the button on your shorts, pulling them down along with your thong, basically ripping your shirt in half to get it off, tugging off your bralette as you made your way to the bed.

You did as you were; on all fours with your ass in the air. You felt a little embarrassed at the situation, considering this was going to be the first time you guys fucked in the house with Sarah, Rose, and Wheezie home. But you didn’t care. You just needed Rafe. And you needed him bad.

You heard the door shut and the sound of the lock clicking in place.

Rafe stopped in his tracks at the sight of you on his bed. On all fours, just like he asked. He knew you were going to listen. You always did when it came to him.

He slowly made his way over to you, lightly trailing his fingers up the back of your leg, watching in satisfaction as goosebumps appeared. He grabbed your ass with both hands, kneading the flesh in both hands.He spread your cheeks apart and had to bite back a moan at the sight of your glistening pussy.

He knew you had gotten worked up earlier, but jesus, he didn’t know you were this worked up over him.

“You know why you’re being punished, don’t you, sweetheart?” He softly asked, ghosting his fingers over the place you wanted him the most

You had to fight the urge to moan at Rafe’s words, looking back at him over your shoulder, “No, sir?”

Rafe raised his eyebrow at you, “You have no idea why I’m punishing you? I suggest you think real hard.”

“I interrupted your work.” You mumbled, letting out a yelp from the hard smack he delivered to your ass, “You know I don’t like it when you mumble.”

“I interrupted your work.” You spoke louder, looking back at him once again, him nodding in agreement, “You did. And you know how I feel about that. You could have lost me an important business partner. But lucky for you, all I had to explain to him was that my girlfriend was a needy little slut who’s desperate for me to put her in her place.”

You couldn’t help the moan that slipped past your lips at his words. You loved his dirty mouth and he knew it too. Which is why he always took advantage of that fact.

Rafe let out a dark chuckle at hearing you moan, “Yeah? You like hearing that I have to tell people that I have to put you in your place because you're desperate for my cock? You like people knowing that you’re my little cock whore?”

You let out a whimper at his words, nodding your head, “Yes, I like people knowing I’m your little whore.”

“Good girl.” He smirked, slowly inserting a finger into your pussy, “Yeah, you’re my good girl.”

You pushed yourself back onto his hand, making his finger go deeper. Rafe quickly pulled his hand back, kissing his teeth, “You always seem to forget I’m in charge, baby. I thought you were my good girl?”

You quickly nodded your head, “I am. I am your good girl.”

Rafe shook his head at you, shrugging off the jacket, “See, I don’t think you are. Because good girls take what I give them. But you decided to be greedy and wanted more.”

“I’m sorry.” You said.

“C’mere.”

You moved from your position, turning to kneel in front of him on the bed. Your eyes raked over his appearance, lingering on his arms, because good lord, they look really good in that shirt (I am not kidding. I watched him put on the jacket an embarrassing amount of times just to watch his arms flex)

Rafe stepped directly in front of you, causing you to lean your head back a little bit to look up at him, noticing his eyes had gotten a shade darker. He dragged his hand up the front of your body and you shivered from the feeling, Rafe smirking at the reaction.

He rubbed his thumb on your bottom lip, pupils blown as he watched you take his thumb into his mouth, lips wrapping around it as you sucked on it, going down to the knuckle.

“Fuck me.” He let out, causing you to release his finger with a pop, nipping at the top of it, “Then fucking do it, Cameron.”

Rafe reached for the back of his shirt, pulling it over his head as you worked on unbuttoning his pants, tugging them down and tossed his shirt to the side, kicking off his jeans as you rubbed your hand over his cock.

You hooked your fingers on the top of his calvins (you can’t tell me that both Drew and rafe aren’t the type of guys to wear Calvin Klein), slowly tugging them down, not breaking eye contact. Rafe kicked them off the rest of the way as he tangled his fingers in your hair, yanking your head back.

“Open.”

You smirked as you opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out as Rafe leaned down to spit in your mouth. You closed your mouth, swallowing before showing him.

“Good girl,” he smirked, “back on all fours, baby. You know how I want it.”

You nodded as you moved your body back into the position you were in only minutes ago. Except this time, you were facing the mirror that was attached to his dresser. You watched with your heart racing as he kneeled behind you on the bed, stroking his cock, never taking his eyes off your pussy.

You leaned down so your chest was on the bed, back arched, with your ass in the air, just how he liked it. Rafe ran the tip of his dick up and down your pussy, collecting your arousal, making it easier for him to slide in, not like that has ever been a problem before.

He didn’t even give you a heads up as he slammed into you, causing you to let out a loud moan as he quickly set the pace. Going slow but bottoming out at a hard pace. Just the way you liked it.

“Fuck, baby,” He moaned, grabbing onto your hips, throwing his head back, “you always feel so good.”

You threw your hips back against him, causing him to stop, holding you tight against him, a vice like grip on your hips, “what did I just fucking say? Good girls take what I give. But you’re not one. You’re a needy little whore.”

He leaned over your back, wrapping his hand around your throat, pulling you up so you were flushed against his chest.

“Look at you, baby,” he whispered, both of you making eye contact in the mirror, “you go from this sweet girl in public to my little slut as soon as I touch you.”

“Please.” You begged, wiggling your hips against his, causing him to let go of your waist only to bring his hand back down on your ass. Hard.

“Please what, baby?” He teased, smirking at the way you leaned back into him.

“Please fuck me.” You begged, wrapping your arm around his neck, tangling your fingers in his hair.

“Please fuck me, what?” He teased, tugging on your ear, waiting for you to say the word so he could give you what you both wanted.

“Please fuck me...daddy.” You whimpered, leaning your head back on his shoulder, turning to leave kisses on his jaw.

Rafe turned his head to the side to pull you into a bruising kiss. Teeth clashing, spit dripping down your chin. It was hot. Rafe pulled away, pushing you back down on all fours as he pulled out so just the tip was in before pushing back in hard.

You let little moans and whimpers at the brutual pace he was going. And you knew it was all the frustrations he’s built up these past few weeks.

Rafe leaned forward and tangled one of his hands in your hair, tugging your head up to make you watch in the mirror. He had a light coat of sweat on his skin and his hair was messed up from you running your fingers through it.

“Such a good girl.” He moaned, pulling you up so you were flush against his chest again, “C’mon baby. You want this dick so bad, fuck yourself on it.”

You moved your hips back at a fast pace, locking eyes with him in the mirror as he leaned down to press wet, hot kisses on your neck. You pulled away from him and turned to face him, tangling your fingers in his hair as you pulled his head down to bring him into a kiss.

Rafe leaned forward, causing you to lean backwards, moving so you were laying flat on the bed with him hovering over you. Rafe wrapped one of your legs around his waist as he moved to push back into you. You both let out a loud moan at the feeling of being connected again.

You pulled Rafe down for a kiss as you wrapped your arms around him, digging your nails into his back. He pulled away, placing both of his hands next to your head, not breaking eye contact with you.

You see just how much he was hurting just by looking at him. And it made your heartbreak. He was never one to ever show his emotions but after everything that happened this summer, you knew he was slipping through the cracks. And it was only a matter of time before he broke.

You tightened your grip around his waist as he sent a hard thrust that spot that had you letting out a loud moan. Rafe smirked at you and did what every guy was supposed to do when this happened, just keep doing it. He kept the same angle as he leaned down and buried his face in your neck, sucking on your sweet spot.

“Fuck Rafe.” You dragged your nails down his back, causing him to let out a groan at the feeling.

“C’mon, baby,” he leaned up, brushing his lips over yours, “you know what you need to do if you wanna cum.”

“Please make me cum,” You whimpered, tugging on his hair, “I wanna cum.”

“Yeah?” He spoke, “You wanna cum?”

You nodded, leaning up to press your lips to his.

He pulled away, pulling out of you, causing you to let out a whine at losing the high.

“Ride me.” He said, laying down next to you. You quickly climbed ontop of him, his hands sliding up your thighs and to your hips. You reached inbetween the two of you and rubbed the tip of dick along your pussy before sinking down on him.

“Oh, fuck.” You moaned, throwin your head back. You placed your hands on his chest before slowly moving up before sinking back down again. Rafe tightened his grip on your waist, his eyes never leaving your chest.

Even after all this time, your tits were still his favorite thing. And he kept his word and somehow managed to find bars with an ‘R’ on them. And of course, there were many pictures taken that night as he could barely keep his hands off of you.

Rafe leaned forward and attached his mouth to your tits, his hand going up to grasp the other one, kneeding it between his fingers. You tangled your fingers in his hair, pressing yourself closer to him, moving your hips back and forth.

Rafe pulled away from your tits, looking up at you as you looked down at him, just keeping eye contact for a while. He leaned back on the bed, causing you to lean forward with him, placing your chest directly on his as he placed his feet on the bed, driving his dick into you at a fast pace.

He let out a moan at hearing your whimpers in his ear, nails digging into his skin. He turned his head to the side and pressed his lips to yours, not once faltering in his pace. He felt you tighten around him and pulled away from the kiss, “Shit, baby. You’re squeezing the fuck out of me.”

“I wanna cum,” you begged, leaning forward to place kisses on his neck, “Please make me cum, daddy.”

How he could he not give you what you wanted when you begged for him like that?

He flipped you both over, pulling your legs over his shoulders as he fucked into you at a brutual pace. All that could be heard was the sound of skin slapping on skin and the occasional moans from the both of you.

Rafe placed a kiss on your ankle as he watched you play wih your tits, squeezing them in your hands. He felt you tighten around him once again and licked his thumb before bringing it down to rub your clit.

Your back arched off the bed as his thumb moved in circles, bringing you closer to the edge. You grabbed onto the sheets, closing your fist around them as you felt the knot begin to grow in your core.

“You wanted to cum,” Rafe growled, thrusting hard after each word, “So cum.”

And that’s all it took for the knot to snap. You let out a loud moan as your legs shook around his shoulder, gripping the sheets tighter in your fists as Rafe never stopped the brututal pace he was going at, chasing after his own release.

His hips faltered as he began to slow down as he felt his cock twitch, shooting out his cum as he began to catch his breath.

Rafe pulled out, causing you to let out a quiet moan at the feeling as he laid next to you. You turned to look over at him, watching as his chest moved at an irregular pace. You shot up as you looked closely at his face, noticing the tears that built up, looking for a chance to escape.

“Rafe…” You spoke in a quiet voice as he sniffled, looking over at you. His lip quivered as his tears started to fall. You scooted closer to him, pulling him into your embrace, wrapping your arms around him as he buried his face in your chest, tightening his grip around your waist, letting out sobs.

You looked up at the ceiling as tears of your own began to show up, placing a kiss on his head as you rubbed his back, “It’ll be okay. Everything will be okay.”

But both of you knew that it wasn’t going to be okay.

[scorpionwins]

Oh my God but. Werewolf Sweet Pea/Vampire Jug, would hit so hard.

Maybe e a thing where like, for some reason Jug goes on a blood/hunger strike bc idk, maybe Sierra passed a curfew bill for vampires?After someone was attacked maybe?

" its - its not even helpful, clearly it was a feral and- and they won't care! This- this is just about pu-punishing us." Jug crying into Archie's collar bone, relishing into the comforting hand rubbing at his back, at Cheryl's long nails massaging his scalp.

"Do you want me to put a curse on her?" Kevin, from his corner of the bed, snorts.

" I'm pretty sure Mr. McCoy has that covered"

So at this point its been 4 days without him eating anything so naturally the squad is like, ok, time to take out the big guns

- Ronnie purches the entire blood juice vending machine and gives it up for free to anyone who wants some. " mmm, sure do like blood with ice in the afternoon, so refreshing, Ronnie waving a box of blood in Jug's face, as if taunting a cat with its lunch.

Jug pouts and storms off. The exit loses its dramatic flair because Juggie borrowed Betty's kitten heels and he's still getting used to them. So he's like an adorable baby penguin wabbling off.

But like- SP getting wind of it and being LIVID, he's searching the whole school for the pretty little vampire.

On one hand, he's proud, because that type of " creature vs nature" defiance is no easy task and his boy just got even MORE appealing in his eyes, if thats even possible.

On the other hand, he's worried, because ignoring your instincts can lead to consequences beyond their understanding.

Plus, he just, does not want to see Juggie hurt. If Sweet Pea has to drag his baby boy off into an unpopulated class room, sit him on his thigh, trap his small hands behind with his jeans belt and make him feed after an alarming number of days? Then he'll.do it. And he DID

Jug pouting. " I AM dangerous and if- If I wasn't tied up you'd be in big problems"

" of course"

" you WOULD"

" I know" a slow, adoring smile, " so why don't you eat up and show me whos boss, hm?"

Jug whimpering, squirming in place and promptly ignoring the pool of heat spreading in his stomach because holy. Shit he's in sweet pea's lap. The boy he has a CRUSH on. " n- no"

Sweet Pea frowning, hands tightening from their place on the small of Jug's back, as if they've always meant to be there. " Don't be a stubborn ass about this Jughead. You haven't eaten anything in FOUR days-"

"but, but what- what if I turn f-feral?" Juggie inhaling sharply, head lowered as if hes got too much shame weighting on him. " what if - what if I go on a rampage and- and I hurt someone? And I become the monster Sierra thinks I am?"

Sweet Pea's anger melting into something warmth, a blossom of fondness and tenderness howling (ha) for the poor boy.

Living among these repressed monsters hurt his boy. They're ALL monsters, some more than others, and it hurts to see him so closed off, hating himself for what he is.

" baby," sweet pea speaking slowly, cupping Jug's teary face in his large hands. " you've been starving for four days in a row. Didn't jump at anybody. You know that I can smell you, right? Your pheromones aren't aggressive, they're sad, desperate. You're HURTING. And no offense baby but you couldn't hurt a fly, feral or not"

Jug has tiny, darling little fangs, and Sweet Pea can a glimpse of them when he whines, and the werewolf wants to purr.

" Come on, let me see the killers," crooning, thumb bursting on Jug's plump lips. " Everyone's seen them except me."

" Peaaa," Big teary eyes and a sweet blush and finally bites a tattooed thumb.

[foulserpent]

yeah more elaborated thoughts on the ending of 3.0+1.0. spoilers obviously

ok so EOE is heavily pessimistic w,ith a slight aspect of hope when examined closely. a traumatized 14 year old who has had what little was good in his life taken away and all his fears validated is put in control of the apocalypse, so OF COURSE he decides to take the easy route and create a world without individual humans to hurt each other (since thats the main option on the table). thats entirely natural and understandable. and by the time he comes around to rejecting this, its partially too late, and we’re left with a desolate world, but with the hope that people can reform and a potential for a future. he suffers tremendous consequences for what isnt so much a personal failing as like, pretty much inevitable. and i dont really like analyses that treat it as like Punishment For Shinji's Sins bc even if maybe its meant that way, this is still a situation where him and the other kids are victims. but i feel like the consequences are IMPORTANT like it shows that he has accepted the potential for pain and is willing to face it.

eva 3.0+1.0 is almost the exact opposite, where shinji knows exactly what to do, manages to make peace with everyone in his life, and create a better world. which like, if you take the og series and rebuilds as one set of media Maybe works, but on its own is a little hollow too. and definitely feels like a sudden and unlikely transition from how despondent shinjj is at the beginning with no real concrete impetus for change

i mean idk since they DID confirm timeloops i think it might be implied shinji was aware of the previous timelines and that informed his decisions? but its never really shown. idk i think id rather see some key transitional moment(s) that prepare shinji to make peace with everyone, bc as it stands its just a couple things with not-rei (and then hes weirdly unaffected by her death) and him hallucinating kaworu once and then hes suddenly like. hes good. hes fine. i mean i dont want an extra hour of him being despondent but it wuould have been nice to have a lot more buildup to him being willing to reject instrumentality/make peace with everyone.

but also i feel like a more balanced ending thats STILL very optimistic would be that hes able to reverse the destruction to the world but not reset it altogether. like its still the post apocalyptic post 3rd impact world you see at the beginning, but its no longer coreified, life can grow again. that way there ARE consequences and shinji has to live in this world he (unwittingly) created, but its one where people can live and 'rebuild' (lol) where theres a hope for the future and day to day happiness, even if its not an idealistic certainty

bc this ending feels a little weird underneath the superficial happiness like... what happened to that village and its ppl? the baby and etc? are they just gone? even if they were like, transferred to the new world, it kinda feels like everything they built was kinda for nothing.

i mean like THE core theme of evangelion is facing things instead of running away, and like on one hand shinji very much does face things (literally finding resolution in every one of his relationships, which is the emotional core of the show) but hes still kinda "running away" in a sense.... but then on the other end, its very directly a 'return to the real world' and a conclusion to the meta arc of shinji as kind of representing the audience a little, not to mention anno lol. i honestly just dont know how to feel about it. still liked it tho