#idk what that dynamic would've been but i know it would've been fun

[obisamya]

favourite secret circle scenes [1/??]

episode 21: prom.

[earl-grey-crow]

✨pond theories✨

[noodlesarecheese]

So Watcher is launching a Dropout (it's not called Dropout but they're clearly using the same template format platform thing idk what it's called, and the same pricing structure), and the reaction so far has been wildly different than what I remember from Dropout's launch. I was curious about why that was or if I was just misremembering the Dropout launch, so I went back to the Dropout launch video to compare them and I think I can see where some of the difference is coming from.

If you want to make the comparison yourself: Watcher's Video, Dropout's Video.

I wanna clarify first though that this isn't a knock against Watcher or the fans who are reacting one way or another or anything like that, I genuinely am just fascinated with how different the reactions are to what seems to be the same business decision. This also isn't a 'wow watcher sucks and dropout is so much better' I'm just using them for comparison because they did the same thing with different results. ALSO this isn't about the business decision itself, just the presentation! Disclaimers out of the way, here's the analysis.

Title and Thumbnail So the Watcher.tv announcement video is titled "Goodbye Youtube" and the thumbnail is Ryan, Shane, and Steven sitting on a couch looking serious, with a dark background. That really makes it seem like they're quitting (which, ok, they are quitting youtube but not quitting quitting). Viewers are already primed to be upset, and it's easier to go from upset to angry than upset to excited, curious, or neutral.

Compare to the dropout announcement video: "How the Internet is Ruining Comedy" - inline with other collegehumor video titles, might make you curious. Thumbnail - Big News! with Sam smiling and a bright background. We know its big news, but he looks happy, and the exclamation point let's us know they want us to be excited. Viewers are primed to be curious and excited.

Tone The Watcher announcement has 2 main tones. The first half is very sentimental, almost sad or wistful at times, and while there are parts that veer into pride at achievements, it's mostly bittersweet and sentimental. The second half is a bit more uplifting, but still quite serious. It reminded me of a tech announcement, like when they introduce the new iphone or something like that. Very professional, sleek, and serious, which isn't automatically a bad thing! But I do think that's not the vibe a decently-sized chunk of the audience expected or wanted. Many people watch Watcher for the cast's dynamic with each other, humor, and the more relaxed/conversational/friendly feel that most of the series have.

Compare to dropout - excited and comedic tone. Still professional, but also fits the expectations of the viewers. People watch collegehumor for the humor (it was in the name, after all). They also poke a bit of fun at themselves, which lightens the mood, shows self-awareness, and alleviates some of the bad feelings about paywalling.

Focus The Watcher announcement focuses a lot on the creative journey of the cast and company, as well as how this move will benefit them. Which isn't a bad thing, that's actually quite interesting! The problem here, I think, is actually more about what isn't here - a solid explanation of how this will also benefit the viewers and why the viewers should be excited. There's a brief description of one new show, and the promise that existing shows will get an upgrade, but we weren't given many specific details about how they'll be improved, and there's only one new show to tempt us into subscribing. Some people will be excited for that, some people won't, and some people will be excited but not enough to subscribe. Having 2 or 3 series (even if it's 1 fleshed out plus a few teasers of what's in production or what is being planned) plus some more details about how existing shows will be improved would've helped. Without that, it really does seem like it'll just be the same stuff viewers were getting for free, but now paywalled, rather than new and exciting stuff. That makes a big difference. I think with the fans not getting as much focus, this also led to some (accidental, I hope) hurt feelings. Based on what I've seen from fan reactions, all the talk about hitting the peak of what they can do on youtube and wanting more, translated for many people to 'youtube isn't enough' which became 'you (the current viewers) aren't enough.' Which I don't think was their intent! But I also don't think fans are wrong for feeling hurt by that.

Compare to dropout: They clearly explain how the move will benefit fans, and reassure viewers that existing content will stay where it is, and only new content will be behind the paywall. (Watcher clarified this too, but in a comment. It's not in the video itself, which is a huge problem.) They include clips of several new (at the time) series that would be premiering on dropout, including things that specifically could not be made on youtube (due to weed, violence, and sexual humor), so the reason for the shift is clear to the audience.

Advertisers Both videos contain the sentiment that being monetarily successful on youtube means working to appease the advertisers, and that over time what the advertisers want and what the creators want drifts further and further apart, putting strain on the creators.

However, I think the message gets lost a bit in the Watcher vid. Instead, it leaves viewers with the idea that the main problem is just ads are annoying instead of advertisers putting constraints on content. I'm not even sure what the specific constraints are for watcher, because they didn't give any examples. And the focus on ads being annoying leaves viewers frustrated because people typically either don't mind ads or they already have an ad blocker.

Timing and Size Okay, this isn't exactly about presentation, but it is still a factor that impacts perception so I'm tackling it. And I'm actually going to do dropout first. CollegeHumor launched dropout in September 2018. Pre-pandemic, but also pre-Sam Reich as CEO. The company was still owned by IAC. It was a Company, and while it wasn't huge it wasn't tiny either. So launching dropout was a Company Decision, a Business Strategy. Some people were upset about, but it wasn't a personal betrayal (generally, anyways). If I remember correctly, this was also not a high point for the company. They kinda needed dropout to do well to keep things running smoothly (which is why they shut it down and sold it to Sam just 1 1/2ish years later), so the sudden shift made sense.

Watcher Entertainment is a company, but it doesn't feel like one. Ryan, Shane, and Steven own and operate things, but they're also the faces, and they're youtubers. Which makes every business decision they make feel more personal to viewers, especially those who have been watching for a long time. They've also seemingly been doing well on youtube, which makes it more difficult for viewers to understand why the sudden change is happening now. They do talk a bit about it, about the company expanding and wanting to do things that advertisers don't like (which I've already covered). However, mostly the choice to start a streaming platform is framed as 'the next big step' without much clarification on why it's the next big step. Plus, it's post-pandemic, and a lot of people are still struggling financially with the ripple effects of that. Yes, $6 isn't a wild amount of money, but there have been some months where $5 absolutely meant the difference between paying all my bills or not, and I know I'm not the only one. This, coupled with a lack of clarity about why exactly they're doing this, leads to fans feeling hurt, betrayed, bitter, and frustrated.

Now, presentation and framing isn't everything. No matter how perfect your announcement is, some people are still going to be upset. It's a big change, of course people will be upset! But I do think a more careful presentation would've alleviated some of the hurt and anger that fans are feeling. While I do think a lot of the reaction we're seeing is due to the decision, I think (based on what I've seen) that some of it is also based on the poor communication in the video itself, and that could've been avoided!

So I'm gonna get a little speculative and describe what I would've done. In this hypothetical, they've decided to launch the streaming service and brought me on just for the announcement.

Firstly, switch the title out. If they're married to Goodbye Youtube then add a (and hello...?) after so it's at least obvious they aren't fully quitting. The dark color scheme of the thumbnail fits their regular vibe, but they want everyone to be excited so they should look excited. Next, let's lighten the tone up. Being proud of what they've done so far is great, but we don't need the sentimental music and bittersweetness. Remember, the goal is to get viewers excited about what come's next - so let's focus on what actually comes next! Talk about specific show plans and mention why they wouldn't work on youtube. Then, take some time to reassure the fans. Predict a few likely worries and address them in the video. Acknowledge that it's a big change, that it will take time to get used to, and that not everyone will be onboard, and let the fans know that it's ok if they aren't onboard.

Like I said, this wouldn't fix everything. There are a few differences in between dropout and watcher that don't have anything to do with presentation. Dropout launched with primarily new shows rather than new seasons of existing shows, and they continued uploading to youtube relatively regularly in addition to the content behind the paywall, which I do think went a long way to keeping fans happy. At this point it's unclear if watcher will do either of those or not. But, while I don't think it would fix everything, I do think improved communication in the announcement would've helped.

[ouiouimochi]

Rayne, Rayne

rayne is a bit ooc at the start since the story would start when they were still children

Part 2

pairing/s: rayne ames x f!reader, rayne ames x you

genre: childhood friends(?), self-sacrificing mc, hurt/comfort

wc: 5,700+

warnings: VERY long fic (idk if considered slowburn), misunderstandings, use of honorifics, mentions of bullying, violence, blood, injuries, swearing, unethical experimentation

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what if you were a bit of a bully when you were a kid and you thought rayne left because your teasing got too much?

it was raining hard

all you could do was stare out the window of your second floor bedroom while your mother prepared a warm dinner for your family downstairs

you thought back to the times you got too mean at the other children your age in the neighbourhood

maybe if you were just a tad considerate, it would've been different

Children's laughter rings out throughout the playground as kids run and chase each other. All the while, Rayne and his little brother Finn, were at the swings as the former pushed the latter on one. It was peaceful.

“Boo.”

Until small hands clamped around Rayne's shoulders, surprising the boy and causing him to stumble to the floor. A girl’s loud laughter immediately followed, making fun of him.

Rayne groans in annoyance, picking himself up from the floor after rolling his eyes.

“What’s your problem now, (y/n).” He calls you out.

You stuck your tongue out at him.

“Nothing~! Just thought I'd say hello to my favorite lil buddy~” You emphasized the word a little too much while mischievously smiling at the boy.

Rayne sighs, dusting himself off as he positions himself back to pushing his little brother on the swings.

You pouted at being ignored.

“Raaaayneeee~” you drawl out his name.

“What?” he snaps at you.

“Nothing~!” You smile again.

“Ugh, you're so intolerable.”

“Ooh, big word. Don't understand it though ~” you quip back and giggle at him.

This was a normal interaction between the two of you—you annoying and making his life miserable (his words) while all he does is complain but doing nothing to change the dynamics of your friendship.

•°•°•°•°•°•°

Another day comes, and you manage to somehow come up with a stupid song to annoy Rayne with.

“Rayne, Rayne, go awaayy~ Come again another day~” You sang out for the nth time as the tortured male covered his ears to drown out your noise but to no avail. Finn was playing with other kids while he was stuck here trying to stand your irritating presence.

“Ugh, you're so original, you know that?” he sarcastically said.

You seemed proud of that, doing an extravagant curtsy. “Oh, I try. Thank you for noticing!” You beam at him as he only gets more annoyed when you sing that song again.

“Can you stop? You know if it wasn't me you were bullying, others would've left you alone by now.” He had enough.

But it seemed the words only went in one ear and passed through the next.

“I'm only tryna have some fun here, thoughhh.” You whined at the honey eyed boy as he can only do nothing but sigh at your shenanigans.

“It's time for us to go already.” He stood up, going to fetch Finn.

You whine again, “Are you gonna be back here tomorrow?” you genuinely asked.

“So that you can annoy me again? Pass.” he quips.

You pout and still whine. “But who can I make fun of but you? “

“Go look for other kids, then.”

“Immediate pass.” You deadpanned, enjoying the dual-colored haired boy’s presence much more than the other kids in the playground.

He walks and you stand up.

“I'll be here tomorrow so you better prepare for me!” You declare to him.

“Prepare for you? In your dreams, (y/n).” He spoke but you don't miss the smile he exhibited as he turned back and left.

•°•°•°•°•°•°

The next day, you waited for him and Finn, but they weren't there.

‘Maybe Finn got sick and Rayne had to take care of him’ You thought to yourself as you went back home early.

The day after that, there were no signs of them either. Like the day after and after and after.

It's like the two brothers were just gone.

You began to worry, wondering if something bad happened to them.

You even asked the other kids but they only shrugged their shoulders, knowing as much as you. Only having noticed when you asked.

So now, back at home, you were moping around as your mother made no mention of it— thinking it was just a kid thing.

You overthink that maybe Rayne actually did get tired of you.

That he left because you were too mean and a bad influence to Finn.

so you tap on the glass as the pitter patter of the rain goes on

“rayne, rayne…”

•°•°•°•°•°•°

then in easton, you meet him again and try to make it up to him through helping him in any ways possible

you met again when you were in middle school, having enrolled at easton academy

it was awkward meeting him at first, since he seemed more… cold

especially when his face was stoic as you observed so far

you caught wind that he was aiming for Divine Visionary for when he moves up to high school

so you dedicated yourself to being a white mage that would support him

he doesn't even need to ask

you just really felt like you needed to do so in order to make up for your childhood guilt

Rayne would just be doing his business, but then he'd feel the burning sensation of eyes on him. The male inconspicuously investigates the source and finds out the gaze burning holes into him was you.

He clicks his tongue mentally. ‘Same as ever. Annoying.’

It happens a lot but he never does anything about your staring at all.

So when you two got paired up for class, it was hella awkward. Not much was said as you two individually did your tasks silently.

You two wordlessly exchange your papers to double check each other's work— the silence was still thick.

Your eyes rake over Rayne's work, it was well done. You would've handed it back to him already if you hadn't spotted a small error in the last paragraph.

So you tell him about how it's wrong, surprising the male that you broke the silence first. He had nothing to say about your part since it left no room for error.

The male checked his work and you were right about the mistake he made, “I see…”, so he corrected it.

Back to that silence.

•°•°•°•°•°•°

Your entire stay at Easton consisted of diligently practicing your support magic and trying to not get into Rayne’s way whenever you two were grouped together by some twist of fate.

You always attentively observed the male in case he needed something and other students started taking notice of it— this was in your first year of highschool in Easton Academy and Rayne was starting to gain influence from his feats (that you also had helped him in some).

And so the students began to talk and rumors began spreading that you were Rayne’s fangirl, some being overly twisted and getting farther from the truth.

Rayne did not like hearing rumors get twisted each time one reached his ears. Especially not when it involves you and your reputation.

He's always noted how you've been helping him each time. Ever so diligently but silently. The honey eyed male was grateful for you but he still had a goal to achieve— that doesn’t mean he didn't care about you, though.

He observed you to see how you were faring from the gossip, but only to find he had nothing to worry about when you were completely unbothered.

‘Always unperturbed by others.’

•°•°•°•°•°•°

By the end of your first year in Easton highschool, Rayne was assigned as a red mage while you were assigned as a white mage. You both were impressively the top for the respective positions in your year.

Now, having dedicated the past few years to training and honing his skills, it took no time for the stoic-faced male to rack up credits even without your help during your second year.

You've also managed to garner credits on your own despite specializing only in support magic, but you don't have any plans in using them to become a Divine Visionary Candidate.

If anything you only wanted to give all your coins away to Rayne. However, you know he wouldn't accept it anyways.

When the Divine Visionary Candidate Examinations came around, Headmaster Wahlberg called upon each candidate to his office– which included you as you passively managed to collect enough credit to be a viable contestant.

You politely declined the ticket many hoped to even achieve and instead volunteered to be the on-site healer during the examinations.

“Hmm… Very well then, you are a very capable white mage despite your age.” The wise old man answered after a short but careful deliberation.

You bow your head in gratitude at the greatest mage of the time before excusing yourself to leave.

Walhberg is left to his own thoughts of how a promising white mage such as yourself declined the opportunity of sitting at the top since it's not unheard of to have someone specializing in support magic as Divine Visionary.

‘She worked hard the past few years only to step down from what others can only dream of reaching. Where do her aspirations lie, I wonder?’

•°•°•°•°•°•°

“Rayne.” You call out to the said male as he subtly turns his attention to you during a walk to the next class.

“I won't be participating in the Divine Visionary Candidate Exams.”

He stops walking, then turns his body to face you. An action that urged you to explain.

“My spells won't get me far in the competition catered for offensive magic anyways, so I wish you luck.” You smile up at him.

Rayne wanted to tell you otherwise, of how your support magic can beat even the most aggressive assault of spells so long as you willed it.

But those words never managed to make it out his mouth as you two arrived at your class for Fortune Telling— a subject he doesn't particularly enjoy.

•°•°•°•°•°•°

The candidate exam went by like a breeze for Rayne— a feat of overwhelming victory. It wasn't like his enemies were anything to scoff at either.

His spells and efficiency in dealing with his opponents were a testament to the effort he put into honing his skills during his whole time in Easton— ever since the first day.

The crowd may have been shocked, but you were not. You expected someone as honest as the dual-haired male to be capable of declaring anything and he'd achieve it. He's not one to give empty promises to anything or anyone.

You felt a pang of emotion you can't quite place at that.

‘He never really promised anything back then, so stop reacting like that. The past’s in the past.’

You smiled bitterly at the thought.

•°•°•°•°•°•°

The Tri-Magic-Athalon Divine Visionary Final Exam eventually arrived as the most anticipated event of the year.

You oversaw the event with Headmaster Wahlberg as per his request to have you as the assigned white mage for the occasion.

The Flame Cane was there as well, so you politely greeted him as the Headmaster introduced you. Kaldo watched in interest, hoping to see your talent in support magic as endorsed by someone as great as the Headmaster of Easton Magic Academy.

Such a shame you weren't a contestant to showcase such talent.

Back to the exams, Rayne was effortlessly powering through opponent after opponent. One in particular from Saint Ars managed to keep up with the half blond's attacks before eventually getting outskilled by him.

Walkis Academy dished out powerful mages as per usual so Rayne managed to go against their most promising candidate for the final round that decided who would become Divine Visionary.

The sheer destructive power the opponent had was domineering, instilling fear and awe into the audience as they watched on.

It seems a few words were exchanged on the field as your childhood friend only scoffed and brandished his wand in preparation.

Attacks were exchanged and defended against continuously, Rayne’s opponent showing visible signs of agitation at his unbothered expression.

The opponent sent out a much more powerful spell that the dual haired male was forced to defend against. A thick cloud of dust covered the two candidates as the audience watched in anticipation.

You smile, already knowing the victor of the match. The Flame Cane noticed your reaction.

As the dust settled, Rayne had his eyes closed while calmly storing away his wand back into the confines of his robe. His opponent lied pitifully on the floor as multiple swords had him meticulously pinned.

The crowd cheers as the announcer praises the dual-colored haired male as the winner of the Tri-Magic-Athalon and the next Divine Visionary— making him the youngest in history.

You were going to immediately applaud him if you hadn't noticed a suspicious movement from the defeated Walkis Academy student.

You bring out your wand as Kaldo watches for your next action.

The Walkis student couldn't accept it. That he was defeated despite being part of a school that was more powerful than Easton.

That he was defeated by a mere commoner with no background.

He couldn't accept this.

He managed to snatch his wand that was a few feet in front of him, quickly chanting a spell to attack the winner.

‘Winner you may be, you wouldn't expect this!’

And so the spell launches to the back of the new Divine Visionary and hits as smoke spreads out from the impact.

The audience collectively gasped in shock.

The student was wickedly smiling at having the spell land— but the smoke cloud cleared to reveal Rayne was unscathed behind a golden translucent barrier and looking at him with a disgusted glare.

The guy was clearly not in the right mind, readying another spell before being interrupted by bands of the same property as the barrier tightly binding all his limbs together. He unceremoniously falls to the floor with a harsh thud.

Thankfully, the security responded quickly in escorting out the bound student as you neatly kept your wand back into your robe’s sleeves. The Headmaster and Kaldo had to applaud you for the display of skill to quickly defend and neutralize a hostile force.

You turn to the two adults, excusing yourself politely before they said anything as you rush down into Rayne’s waiting room.

•°•°•°•°•°•°

You open the door in a hurry, completely disregarding the need to knock.

Rayne was allowing himself to lounge on the plush sofa with his head situated on top of the backrest of the furniture, facing the ceiling.

The male listens as your feet bring you behind the sofa he's at. He opened up his eyes to stare into the ceiling but found you in his field of view instead.

“You have a wound on your cheek.” He sighs while closing his eyes again.

“Just a scratch.”

The dual-colored haired male hears you click your tongue.

“My spell apparently didn't block the attack fast enough.” Rayne opens his eyes and stares right back into your eyes.

“It's fine, I could've handled it myself.” You sigh this time, making your way round the furniture.

He feels your presence situate itself in front of him, so he sits up.

“Let me heal that for you.” He wordlessly leans forward, allowing you to do what you wanted.

He didn't expect you to hold his face delicately as you aimed your wand near his wound though.

The area around both of you lit up with a gentle golden glow, orbs and wisps of light dancing around the small field of your magic.

It felt warm and comforting but Rayne doesn't dare to speak a word about it.

He also won't speak about his dismay when the moment ended way too quickly for his liking.

“Done.”

“Slightly overkill with the magic.”

“Hey, I had to make sure you had no other injuries.” You tut at him before pulling your personality back together.

The half blond acknowledges your effort with a grateful nod of his head— a slight smile itched itself into your expression at that.

You don't mind even if he doesn't acknowledge the effort you put into helping him. You only cared enough to know that your actions helped.

And that's enough for you.

•°•°•°•°•°•°

It got very busy for Rayne. Divine Visionary interviews, paperwork, inauguration, and the like got him so preoccupied that you barely remember when was the last time you saw him on campus.

That's also when you realize that you're all alone without the dual-colored haired male that you usually follow around. Your peers found that to be another subject to talk about.

You could care less about what they think. If anything, you only thought it was annoying that you can basically hear them despite their sorry excuse of whispers. Their gazes pierce through your skin as they talk and talk and talk.

Irritated, you brought yourself somewhere more quiet.

'Finally, peace.' You sighed out, having decided to walk through the hallways of the middle school department. Memories fill your mind of the training and effort you did during your whole stay in the department.

You smile, finding it endearing that your past self was so determined despite being so young (as if you weren't currently 17 or something cough).

A smack resounded throughout the empty hallways— or at least you thought it was empty at first.

You look to the end of the hall where a student seemed to have fallen to the ground along with his things. Other footsteps resounded in the same direction, you thought that maybe the owners would help the poor boy.

But they only sneered at him as the fallen student opted to bow and kneel at their feet to ask for forgiveness instead of picking up his fallen possessions.

You walk closer and closer as you start to hear their conversation— bits and pieces making up something along the lines of their dissatisfaction with their homework score as the fallen boy tried to reason he also had homeworks to do. All the poor kid got in response was a flood of paperworks being dumped on his head as the bullies showcase all the scores they were unsatisfied with.

You then noticed how familiar the fallen student was. Noting the familiar dual-colored hair before it clicks it was Finn.

‘Do they not know his brother is the newest Divine Visionary?’

The bullies started to become more agitated it seems as they were showing signs of wanting to engage in violence. Most of them raised their wands in preparation to send spells to the younger Ames as the pitiful kid can only hope it'd be over soon, closing his eyes to wait for the pain.

Except he never got attacked. The soft hearted male opened his eyes to see his bullies bound by bands of translucent gold.

“Shit!”

“The hell is this!!!!!”

“The fuck!”

They all exclaimed their curses and confusion— Finn was also confused before hearing the silent clicking of footsteps coming their way.

You cringe at their vocabulary. Not particularly fond of profanities being spouted by children their age.

“You stupid kids are abhorrent.” Finn’s head darts quickly in your direction, immediately recognizing you.

“(Y/n) nee-sama.” He gaped as you went straight to him, not minding that his bullies were still struggling to get out of their bindings.

“Greatest white mage you may be in this school, you don't even have a title!”

Your ears perked up, interested that information spread even to the middle school levels about yourself.

“Wait til’ our parents hear about this!!”

“We'll have you expelled immediately!”

Their noise immediately gets silenced as you cast a spell that covers their mouths like duct tape.

“How noisy.”

The younger Ames only watches as you gracefully tuck your wand away before gently holding his shoulders to get both of you up from the floor.

You quietly pat away the dust that settled on his robe like a caring older sister.

“Finn,” you called his name out as the boy flinched and prepared himself for a harsh scolding, “are you okay?”

He nods after getting over his shock from your recognition and worry for him even after all these years. He felt guilty that he and his brother were unable to properly say goodbye to you back then— they just disappeared so suddenly from your life.

“Let's talk after this, okay?” You smiled at the kid to reassure him.

You then turn your attention to the bullies still squirming around in your binding spell. Your eyes were chilly, the smile you gave Finn erased from your face.

“I'll have to bring you to Headmaster Wahlberg, it seems,” you coldly stated. The younger students freezing up in fear— they were not going to get away with this like they usually did.

Long story short, you explained to the Headmaster how the kids were making Finn do all their classwork as the poor kid barely had enough time to do his. After some interrogation with a magic spell that makes you spill only the truth, it was found out these kids were doing this since their second year.

The Headmaster was furious and valued academic integrity that was especially expected from those of noble lineage. The kids were quickly expelled, the wise man thanking you for bringing the issue to his attention before dismissing you and Finn.

Now that the issue was over, you went to the cafeteria with the boy— believing that it can ease up his nerves before you ask him about his school life.

The first thing you asked was why would the kids continuously bully him after knowing his brother became the newest Divine Visionary. You immediately followed up with a question asking if Rayne knew.

Finn seemed antsy, fiddling with his spoon.

“Why does Rayne not know?” you basically demanded to be answered, knowing how important it was.

“Nii-sama,” he gulps, “we— he doesn't talk to me…”

That was a big reveal, your eyes immediately widened.

“What?”

He continued, “It's understandable… I'm just a weak embarrassment to him…” the poor kid dejectedly said.

You don't know what to say.

Rayne was known to be protective of Finn when you were kids— he cared about his younger brother a lot.

You wonder if something drastically changed aside from how the older Ames acted. It just wasn't like him to not care for his younger brother.

For now, all you could offer to Finn was your help whenever he needed it. You brought it upon yourself to take care of him while his brother was busy ignoring him.

You think about what else you missed out on— what you didn't know. All you knew was that your childhood guilt was not the cause of the sudden disappearance of the Ames siblings back then.

But your inner self keeps chewing you out for not treating them nicer at the very least back then, always poking fun at them.

•°•°•°•°•°•°

It was all too unexpected— what was only supposed to be a simple recon mission turned to an all out battle against a whole dark magic organization. You and Rayne were getting more and more exhausted as the enemies endlessly appeared to capture or kill you both.

You heave.

Let's backtrack a bit, shall we?

Rayne finally got assigned his first mission as Divine Visionary to do some reconnaissance on a suspicious organization that's been monitored by the Bureau for a while now. As the newest and youngest of the Visionaries, someone else would have to accompany the male to his first mission. However, the other Visionaries were busy with other work.

The male in question had no qualms about going solo at all, but the protocols called for him to be paired with someone skilled enough incase of a worst case scenario. So it came as a bit of surprise when the Flame Cane recommended you as his pair for the mission.

Some Visionaries had questions as to why Kaldo suggested pairing up two young students on a mission that potentially had its risks— but knowing how sharp the albino’s judgement on talents is, approved of the arrangements after a bit of discussion. So you were called into Headmaster Wahlberg’s office— you've been frequenting a lot this year, you noticed— in order to request your assistance in the issue.

You accepted since it almost seemed like your life mission was to help Rayne in just about anything. The male, despite knowing full well of your capabilities in application, was slightly displeased at the information he received of being assisted by you on his first Visionary mission.

He kept his expression as neutral as possible, you however were able to pick up on it quickly as you two got a quick rundown of the mission before being sent off. You felt kind of rejected for some reason— but did not question the half blond.

The location of the organization you two were supposed to investigate was very isolated and secluded so even if a commotion were to happen, no outsider would be able to help you two. So that was also one of the reasons they had to pair Rayne up with another capable mage despite his skills.

It was supposed to be just a simple recon, nothing less. The place had pretty tight security so you two proceeded with absolute caution.

The organization’s executives were having a meeting, so that was where you two observed with a stealth spell you conjured up and the special cloaks the Bureau provided you both with.

They were talking about the progress of their research in creating chimeras— monsters made through combining different parts, be it magical creatures, animals, monsters, or even humans. You felt sick to your stomach listening to them casually talk about getting more live human subjects.

Then the meeting got so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

It was just one of the executives, who was very vigilant, had quickly informed the other members of intruders' eavesdropping. The whole place quickly turned upside down as an alarm rang throughout the underground establishment.

You two had to leave— but it was impossible to do quickly without revealing your exact whereabouts.

Eventually you two got discovered and had to fight for your lives. And here we are back to the present.

“Elite magicians incoming from the next hallway.” You informed Rayne, having to continuously cast a survey spell to detect enemy locations in a certain area incase of another unexpected variable.

“Any response from the Bureau?” he asked urgently. The honey eyed male didn't waste another second to send his swords flying to the group of elite magicians that just rounded the corner before they could even try preparing an attack.

You two continued running, “Said they'd send the Light Cane since he just finished his mission in the next town.” you said, setting up another barrier to defend against an attack from behind you two. “It'd take a while, though.”

“We can bulldoze through the units in the right turn.” Rayne wordlessly follows, trusting your judgement and skills.

After a few twists and turns, you managed to maneuver yourselves to a very spacious chamber— a training room, you supposed. At least this would allow the half blond to securely summon up more powerful spells to deter the enemies. The open area also allowed the two of you to anticipate attacks quicker due to the absence of the sharp corners of each twisting hallway.

“A whole bunch of them are rushing in here, seems to be the last.”

“Can finally wipe them all out in one go.” he muttered, exhaustion was actually taking its toll on both of you.

You nod in agreement and set up a trap that would completely immobilize those that step within its area of effect radius— a spell you were proud to call your Secondth.

So the enemies all come rushing in, without regard to possible traps set up. They were only thinking how the two of you can be easily overwhelmed by their sheer numbers no matter how powerful you two were.

As easily as that, they get impaired by a magic circle appearing beneath them— golden chains shooting upwards to capture each and every soldier. They could do nothing but be mercilessly beat up by the rain of swords your companion sent towards them.

You heaved, magic reserves almost completely drained due to the continuous casting of surveying, shielding, and binding spells. You casted one last survey spell to ensure the area was clear.

Your stomach dropped in dread and Rayne quickly noticed.

“Is there more?” he had to get it out of you fast.

“Only one…” you steeled yourself once again, “but this guy's way beyond the power level of the elite ones we dealt with.”

You were barely swift enough to set up a shield in time before a very destructive spell was shot in your direction. The whole area shook from the impact of the explosion.

“Tsk. So they sent the newest Visionary to foil my plans in creating the greatest beings of all time? I guess I'd have to take care of some pests that are in the way.”

It was the executive from earlier. The guy didn't even try to flee. He was a lanky middle aged man that had his messy, shoulder length hair down— wearing a suit that seemed a size too big for him. Overall looks like an old tired office worker that either was on something or just has perpetual insomnia.

The smoke clears and you two were mainly unharmed from his magic.

“Oh, you survived that… “ The old man scratches his head.

“Partisan.” Rayne wasted no time to send a counterattack.

The enemy clicks his tongue, the main battle only having just started.

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It was admittedly tough— given that you both were worn down from the endless waves of mages that came your way prior to the fight against the lanky executive. At the very least, he was defeated, motionlessly laying on the floor.

You sigh out a breath of relief, absolutely glad it was over. Rayne also visibly showed signs of ease as his countenance released tension.

“We should probably wait for Mr. Grantz outside instead.” You pat away the dust from your robe, as your companion only wordlessly nods his head in agreement with your plan.

You two start heading out calmly as if there weren't bodies littering the ground around the entrance of the training hall. You observed that all of them were down for the count anyways.

Feeling something strange hanging in the air, you look back to see the executive standing up on his feet in a stagger. Something fell with a clink as a glass vial started rolling away from the old man.

Although you were confident that the executive would be unable to continue fighting— your gut feeling was urging you to immediately flee.

Without much of a thought, you tackled Rayne to the floor as a stream of dark ominous flames barely missed you two.

You strangle back a scream as searing hot pain ran across your back. You look behind to see that you weren't able to completely dodge the attack. The clothes on your back were just burned away as your skin got mercilessly scorched. You observed further as the security you and Rayne defeated got the brunt of the attack, and were in a much worse condition than you were— their screams of pain and the sight making you want to throw up.

You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to forget the grotesque sight, trying to block out the sounds.

“(Y/n).” Rayne’s voice brings you back to reality as you open your eyes to meet with his golden ones.

You gulp, trying to find your voice amidst the pain spreading around your injury.

The half blond was cursing in his mind very badly— having noticed too late that the enemy wasn't fully incapacitated. It didn't help that you got wounded while getting the both of you out of the line of fire.

The pain was unbearable, you were trying to cast a healing spell to at least stop the bleeding and the pain. However, you find that the attack made it impossible to do so.

“Shiitshitshit.” You swore, you can't be here being a liability to Rayne.

Another attack was sent but the male luckily picked you up and dodged it. You hissed from the abrupt movement but you had no choice but to suck it up.

“Rayne, don't get hit by any attack… my healing isn't working…”

He was worried to learn that you weren't able to heal yourself— he had to put you somewhere safe first. And so he ran with you in his arms as he sent a barrage of swords behind him to stall time.

He stopped at an empty hallway, setting you down prone due to your back injury. You two were basically backed into a corner, not even knowing when backup would arrive.

“Just leave me here.” You urged him, thinking that it was best that at least one of you got out— you were also starting to see black dots within your vision.

“No.” Rayne immediately refused.

“I won't be any help,” you breathe as the air makes your wounds sting further, “you have the best chance of getting out.”

“I can still fight, I just need you to hold on until then.” He left no room for arguments as you clenched your fist.

Footsteps approached from down the hallway.

“Found you.”

“Stay put.” The honey eyed male basically commanded you.

You watched on as he faced the executive head on, exchanging attacks. He was holding up well, having followed your advice in avoiding getting hit. Despite how capable Rayne was, you knew how he was basically at his limit due to the earlier events.

So with your consciousness fading away, you've gathered all the power you can into a spell and casted it on your companion. You watch as he takes a quick glance in your direction, but cannot observe further as you promptly fall unconscious— energy completely depleted.

And so everything turned black.

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[starlingdrawz]

Animaniacs x DuckTales au

This is an au where Animaniacs AND DuckTales are in the same universe

Animaniacs was a show in the DT universe, but they were made by a smaller company, one that went into bankruptcy in the 2000s. Despite being from a smaller company, Animaniacs still had a pretty decent view count, they still had fans that adored them.

Donald and Della used to watch them when they were kids and it was one of their favorite shows.

They are toons, made of ink, not normal actors. (The Warners lol)

This au takes place almost immediately after canon. The family still wants to adventure and will jump to any small one because why not.

The triplets are 13 now and Webby is 12. (Idk I like making her a year younger)

Scrooge hears about a strange mystery at the old and abandoned studio. Rumors of there being spirits or mystical creatures haunting the place and terrorizing any soul that dares to trespass. and rumors of the company hiding money at the studio

So he ropes the kids and Donald along, HDW are obviously excited, the others are not.

When they get there, they find out that the studio is overgrown with weeds and various other plants. It looks like a jungle.

While they're walking around, Donald gets captured and only Louie notices since he was the one who was closest to him at the time. He lowkey freaks out because "Ayo wtf happened to him???"

Next thing he knows, something comes from the trees above him, and he gets captured as well. But unlike Donald, he screams.

Soon, the others are chased and cornered by three gangly shadows that keep making screeching noises.

Once they're cornered, the shadow figures jump out into the open and what do you know? It's the Warners!

They're giggling and laughing at them, proud that they got a good scare out of them.

They release Donald and Louie and introduce themselves.

Donald almost immediately recognizes them and freaks out because how???

YWD are also slightly aged up. They were allowed to age a little throughout the show but stopped after WW.

Yakko is 17, Wakko is 14, and Dot is 12.

Scrooge asks them about the hidden money, and the Warners reveal that they started that rumor so they could lore people in. Menaces, truly.

Since they're just kids, they take them back to the manor.

Why didn't they leave before? Uhhh idk atm let's just say they didn't know where else to go and that the lot was all they knew.

Random fun facts :

Dot was the one who captured Louie, kinda sets up their fun dynamic (gay besties)

Wakko and Dewey IMMEDIATELY hit it off and become besties

Yakko has this cute semi complex relationship with Donald

Yakko was older than Donald when the show came out, but now Donald is older than him, so yeah. Donald is an 84' baby, so he would've been Dots age when the show came out (9 years old in 1993)

The Warners get the Pinocchio treatment and eventually get turned into actual living beings

It is definitely an experience for them

More of this au to come!

Commissions

[helluvapurf]

...so uhhhhh, "Apology Tour" was... *interesting*-

Didn't even seem that long ago since "Full Moon" came out so I didn't expect another ep drop this morning, buuuut welp! Lets discuss:

First off just to smoothen things up a bit, The Positives:

-Animation & visuals were quite pretty, and wasn't expecting the whole "spooky Halloween" aesthetic at Verosika's party (tho that may just be the summer season speaking lol) but hey, I kinda dig it~ 👀

-Verosika in-general, I was super stoked to see more of here! 💜and even with her staying pretty sassy/bitter towards Blitz... its honestly hard not to feel for her once she & him finally had that one-on-one convo (even revealing that she did legit love him... but Blitz simply couldn't stay with her due to his own commitment/intimacy issues ;-; ). And even if it was technically more of a pettiness move to theme her party around hating Blitz... in a way, its lowkey kinda sweet how much she wanted to help others "heal" from heartbreak? Aww... 🥺 Idk, do I still wish Verosika could've been more of the "major" character focus here (as Fizzarolli was in his past couple eps)? Absolutely. But for what its worth... I had fun watching her as I did💗 (& hopefully this won't be the last time Verosika appears story-wise, cause oml imagine the bonding potential of her, Blitz & Fizz as a reunited trio lol)

-That one incubus dude that flirted with Stolas (+kissed him) at the end seemed like a chill dude. Even if he most likely won't appear again, his vibe was fun to watch lol.

-OH, we finally get to see Mrs. Mayberry again, sweet~! :> ...and, she's apparently dating Martha now? Huh, thats... interesting, I guess? .3. (*wonder what happened to her husband/kids tho, 'cause I kiiiinda thought they would've landed in Hell too ngl-*)

...aaaaand okay yeah, that'll cover the Positives I've got atm. Now for The Negatives... ohhhhh boy:

-I... guess I'm not super alone in this opinion rn from what I've read from other fans, buuuuut... Stolas can you shut your entitled-hypocrite-mouth up for five minutes, please?? 🤦‍♀️Like, I know the dude's still reeling from how "Full Moon" ended, so him being in a mixed mood is to be expected tbh... but omllllll the way he was just SO smug, dramatic and pushy about being the "good guy" in how he & Blitz ended (-as if HE wasn't the one who set up their whole "transactional" dynamic since the start of the freakin' show?? =_=), even whining about the events of "Western Energy" (-when all Blitz was doing was prioritizing his daughter's well-being at the hospital, like a good dad should), was just... seriously?? >> Like... yes, Blitz may be a whole mess himself with how he's treated others (esp poor Verosika 💔), but that does NOT make Stolas a saint with how he handled things himself. From hanging the Grimoire over Blitz's head, creeping on him again & again, practically ragdoll-ing the poor guy's feelings during the crystal exchange (not even skipping a bit when Blitz was close to crying), aaaaand not to mention...

...so like, tell me how I'm expected to believe Blitz is the one who needs to do all this apologizing/groveling... WHEN HE DIDN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING TO STOLAS EXCEPT (RIGHTFULLY) CALLING THIS BLUEBLOOD BIRD OUT ON HIS BS?? 😑

*sighs* Sorry, didn't mean to get heated there but... yiiiikes is this show sending so many mixed messages of where I'm supposed to stand with these two, I can't keep up anymore- 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

-As much as I get what the ep was trying to do in having Blitz see past his own ego/apologize to others… Iiiiii'd be lying if I said I didn't feel just a tad bit uncomfortable at the increasing Blitz hate, throughout the party-sequence ^^; Like, I know he's a shitty guy who's done shitty things, and absolutely he needs to recognize how much he's hurt those like Verosika (& his other exes)… buuuuut tying into my previous point, it just rings rather unfair that most of this seems mostly spurned from him rejecting Stolas, of all people? ._. When… again, they were NEVER an actual couple like him & Verosika were, instead were just a simple once-a-month hookup deal that soured 'cause of Stolas' mess of a "confession"… y'all really expect me to believe Blitz is the bad guy for not immediately accepting the "feefee's" of a privileged, horny prince (aka: the one who did hold the Grimoire over his head since S1's "Murder Family")? …Ehhhh, sorry but I am NOT buying that crap lmao -x- 👎

[necrotic-nephilim]

what are your favourite batcest ships and why?

AAA i love this question so much. i'm going to limit myself to a top five, because otherwise, i'd just end up listing all of them. the true joy of batcest is they're all so good for such different reasons and there are so many unique dynamics you can explore.

JayTim - it's funny bc, before i started this blog, i don't know if i would've put these two losers as my number one. but because i've done so much deep diving into their dynamic and i write them the most, i think it'd be a disservice for them to be anything *but* number one. their canon dynamic is just. so fun to play with. i truly love all of their interactions, particularly pre-Flashpoint. the concepts of Tim holding such contempt for Jason while Jason is weirdly obsessed with Tim. i'm a fan of Hannibal and Killing Eve and well. if this isn't a Hannigram-coded ship idk *what* is. i like ships where love and hate co-exist and there's no real "happily ever after", just fucked up co-existing, where they crawl back to each other like a bad habit and really, this ship is that so perfectly. the themes of jealousy in the Robin mantle. Tim wearing Jason's Red Robin suit to punish himself. i will likely never shut up about them. even in the New-52, there's such a substance to them, though the dynamic is wildly different. they will always be so weirdly dependent on each other's existence. i love them.

BruDick - you can't outdo the doer, i fear. i think i like BruDick mostly for the history of it, yk. there's genuinely *so much* queer history seeped into the homoeroticism of Batman and Robin, these two have been a symbol for queer people for decades. but the ship itself has so many dynamics i love. problematic age gap, "are we family or lovers", "i can't be in a room alone with you without getting into a screaming match but if you called i drop everything for you". all of it. i especially favor 80s/90s BruDick when they were in their divorce era just because it's so messy. Dick has canonically said he would die for Bruce, even during their arguments. no matter what, these two will always be single-mindedly devoted to each other. there will be other Robins, but none of them will compare to Dick Grayson, for Bruce. it's a unique and complicated bond that has endless layers to peel back. they always crawl back to each other bc no one else will match their level of intensity.

DamiTim - years and years ago, when i was a teen trying to people-please with how i existed in fandom, i used to insist i didn't like batcest and found it icky and gross. but there was one DamiTim fic that was my exception. that fic was my fucking roman empire. i reread it like once a year even though it's not completed and likely never will be i do not care. so now that i've killed the morality police in my head and i let myself ship what i actually want to ship, this ship holds a top place in my heart just bc of that fic alone. but in general i do fucking love their dynamic. similar to JayTim there's just so much mutual hatred in these two that has endless potential. Damian's insistence to not see Tim as a Wayne and as a legitimate brother/heir to Bruce is something you can play a lot if you give Damian an angry, fucked up crush on Tim he doesn't want to admit to. they have so many reasons to dislike each other, so to try to get them to slowly fall in love is a fun challenge. they either have a long complicated forgiveness arc and end up a happy married couple or they are the couple that tries to kill each other once a week. no in-between.

JeanTim - there's like. one person here on tumblr who goes as hard for this ship as i do and truly god bless them bc they feed me. Jean-Paul is too underrated in the batcest scene. once i reread Knightfall, i will have to help popular this tag on ao3. i enjoy both a very fucked up version of this ship during the peak of the Knightfall arc, where Jean-Paul is deep in his murder Batman era and Tim is trying to stop him to no real avail, but i *also* think there's so much you can do with the ship afterwards, where Jean-Paul is trying to make up for what he's done and be a better person and better hero. they're the peak Batman/Robin ship, to me. they truly care about each other, but have a very complicated/bloody history and i just. man i love it so dearly. i've been meaning to write a fic where Jean-Paul goes to Tim post the Sword of Azrael (2022) arc to properly discuss and apologize for all his actions in Knightfall for his personal healing and they end up fucking. it could be sweet and cute or kinky fun bc what is the joy of a character with that much Catholic guilt if you don't give them a weird religious kink.

BruCarrie - The Dark Knight Returns got me into comics and i will defend it till the day i die. Carrie Kelley can be pried from my cold dead hands. i just really love these two? Carrie took one look at that cranky old bastard and decided she was his problem. and Bruce is at a stage where he should be very averse to the idea of having a Robin, he knows it's a bad idea. but he just. accepts her anyway. idk how to explain their dynamic other than she plunks herself in his lap and stitches up his wounds while telling him he's an idiot and he lets her even if he's grumbling about it. they have the biggest age gap of any Batman/Robin ship and for that, they should get like. a dead dove gold star no matter how rare the pair is.

also honorable mention goes to BruTim, because *god* do i love the concept of Tim offering himself up to Bruce as Robin in every way, knowing that there are likely sexual/romantic implications to being Robin. it's one of my favorite flavors of batcest to exist. i don't view them as a "happily ever after" ship, because Bruce will always go back home to Dick, but it's a fun lil dead dove moment.

[mypoisonedvine]

sub! riley? Sub! Riley? sub! Riley? Sub! riley? sub! riley? Idk, like, maybe, possibly, a sub! riley fic? ya know, please😭

idk is it just me or does it kinda seem like anon wants a sub riley fic? (no it's cool though cause i want it too lmao)

WARNINGS: smut (obviously??? 18+ only), d/s dynamics with femdom, bondage, impact play, ruined orgasm, overstimulation

Your brows furrowed a bit when you looked at him, tied to the bed by his wrists and ankles, and noticed the massive grin on his face. "Why are you smiling like that?"

"You look hot," he announced proudly, and you glanced down at your outfit-- a somewhat uncoordinated assortment of shiny pleather and fishnet-- before looking at him again.

"Of course I do-- you picked all this out," you reminded him.

"But you look even better than I imagined," he sighed. "I can't believe you thought you wouldn't be able to pull it off."

You frowned slightly, wishing he hadn't brought up your first reactions to this Idea: how were you supposed to act stern and dominant when he obviously remembered how shy and nervous you'd been the first time he suggested that you dominate him?

Clearing your throat and crossing your arms, you looked him up and down. He looked good, too-- you liked how vulnerable he was, the way he was visibly overwhelmed with anticipation-- but you decided not to tell him that. "So, um, w-what are you gonna do to me?" he asked.

"That's for me to know and for you to find out, dear," you replied sharply, picking up the riding crop as his eyes sparkled. You decided then that he was having a little too much fun, taking this all not quite seriously enough (because of course he wasn't, it's Riley, when had he ever taken anything seriously?). You decided you needed to get some control back.

You tried not to let your hand shake as you brushed the end of the crop over him, dragging it down his torso, as his eyes quickly darted back and forth from you to the crop. As per usual, he became impatient quickly, and as you teased him with the end of it, he blurted out: "You know you're supposed to--"

You snapped him with it quickly, not too hard, on his stomach; he hissed and jumped slightly. "Of course I know what it's for, dumbass," you frowned, "you think I'm that stupid?"

"N-no, ma'am-- I'm sorry," he sighed.

"Sorry, huh? Then why's your cock so hard?"

"Um, well... can't you be sorry and horny at the same time?"

You laughed a little, but you could tell he knew it wasn't a fun laugh-- it was condescending, meant to make him a little concerned about what you were going to do to him next. "You're gonna find out how sorry you can really be, sweetie," you promised.

The expression on his face after that was just perfect: obviously concerned, yet undeniably desperate. You would've probably agreed to this sooner if you'd known how cute he would look all flustered like that.

You delicately drew the end of the crop up his thigh, noticing the way he tensed up more and more as it moved higher. You brushed the end over his balls, smirking when he bit his lip. "You're... not really gonna hit me there, right?"

You just shrugged, watching him squirm a bit as you moved the crop to ghost over his cock. You pulled it back suddenly, making him wince, but never brought it down; he eventually noticed that you hadn't hit him, and he opened one eye hesitantly to look at you before letting out a sigh.

"You scared me for a second," he mumbled, laughing slightly.

"I think you like being scared," you noticed, dragging the crop through the small puddle of precum he'd made-- then bringing the end up to his face. "Lick that up."

He had to stick his neck out a bit, unintentionally tugging on the restraints around his wrist, but he captured the crop in his lips and carefully licked off the slick fluid.

"You're pretty obedient," you observed as you pulled it away. "You're my good boy, hm?"

"Y-yes," he answered quickly; those puppy-dog eyes of his really sold his answer.

You set the crop down and got onto the bed with him, making him shift slightly as he tried to move closer to you before you'd even settled in your place: that is, between his legs, which wriggled a bit beside you. "Do you think good boys deserve a treat?"

He blinked quickly-- finally, he seemed a bit flustered, and you felt properly in control for once. Then again, it's hard not to feel in control when you've got someone's cock in your hand.

You spit on it first, before wrapping your fingers around his length and-- gently at first-- stroking it from the base to the tip and back. You knew starting slow was the secret to driving him crazy by the end of this... but even you were surprised by how quickly he started to fall apart.

Whenever he seemed to get more desperate, whenever he begged for you or bit his lip subconsciously, you slowed down again-- each time building up speed a bit faster until your hand was a blur... right before starting all over. It was probably only a few minutes of that treatment before he was visibly teetering over the edge.

His moans were different than usual: higher-pitched and needier, it seemed, and he never stopped blushing. And the more you touched him-- especially when you focused on swirling your hand around his tip or gave him some condescending praise like good boy-- the more he squirmed under you, panting and whimpering and tugging on the ropes around his wrists.

"Struggle all you want, baby, you're not going anywhere," you reminded him proudly.

"Can I come?" he asked suddenly.

"Oh, you're so sweet asking for permission," you praised. "Pathetic, but sweet."

He choked a little, shutting his eyes tighter as you kept stroking.

"You're close, huh?" you noticed, making him nod quickly, and you felt his cock flex in your hand-- so you started moving even faster. "You wanna come?"

"Please-- please," he hissed, hips starting to buck into your grasp, and you smiled. As much as you wanted to see him come, you wanted to watch him beg even more.

"Okay," you decided, "then come. Come for me."

Of course, it wasn't so simple. You immediately let go of his cock, watching as he helplessly rocked under you, whining for you to touch him again. "N-no, please," he began to beg, but it was too late: he was already coming anyway, his cock flexing as he shot ropes up over his chest. He wasn't actually crying, but his heartbroken moans almost made it seem like it. "Fuck," he panted in frustration as the high passed-- quickly, of course, with no other stimulation to keep him going.

"Isn't that what you wanted?" you teased with a grin. "I thought you wanted to come."

"I-I wanted you to touch me," he whimpered.

"Oh-- like this?" you offered, grabbing his swollen, leaking cock and beginning to stroke it again-- making his eyes shoot wide open and his body jerk under you.

"N-no, please, fuck, I just--" he gasped, but he cut himself off with a whine through his teeth as you went back to your pace from just a few moments before. "Fuck!"

"Are you too sensitive now?" you cooed sarcastically, squeezing him even tighter in your hand for a moment. He couldn't even answer, he was too busy tugging harder than ever on his restraints-- and you knew he couldn't get away with just ignoring your question like that.

You quickly bent your head down and captured his tip in your mouth, making him moan in a way you'd never quite heard before, equal parts pain and pleasure. "Oh, oh god," he choked out. "P-please, I--"

You suctioned your lips harder until he stopped talking, still stroking his length but letting your tongue swirl and tease his slit. A few more drops of come leaked into your mouth, and you hummed at the taste.

"Please, it's-- it's too much," he begged, but you kept going for another few moments before pulling away with a grin.

Your gaze met his; he was basically red all over now, his fists clenched tight, his lips open and panting, his eyes wet and glassy and desperate-- and a little terrified. Not to mention he was covered in come and helplessly tied to the bed. "Oh, baby," you cooed encouragingly, "you've got a long night ahead of you. But you want more, don't you?"

He swallowed thickly, but nodded: "Yes, ma'am."

[wings-of-fire-confessions]

ultimate ship confession lets go (well not really but here's what i think):

cleril: isn't in a great place right now, but it has potential to be good. i like them a little more platonically. people need to stop ignoring peril's character development omg.

glorybringer: i'm too tired to care at this point. this has been debated to death. 

blacier: it's kind of cute (well, the fandom version is; canon is more toxic and that's less of my thing. good for you if you like that though). no strong opinions.

jamapple: POSSIBLY ONE OF MY FAVORITE SHIPS 💖💖💖💖 they got their spotlight in OND BOOK and that's all they needed to win me over. the flashback to them snuggling in the hammock????? MY HEARTTTTT 💕💕💕💕💞

mastermind x chameleon: i have seen this shipped maybe twice. and i can't get it out of my head. it's just so interesting to me.

winter x kinkajou: wait...... maybe? a part of me thinks they could be cute, but most of me says pass.

ripnami: somewhat has potential; is currently very boring and questionable. i'm not against tsunami having a love interest, but i'm loosing faith in riptide. riptide i KNOW you can become interesting please do literally anything before you bore me to death.

lunatail: they're adorable together!!! obsessed with them omg. people need to talk about them more (for my sake).

clearsight x sunstreak: no opinions; seems fine. i feel like most of the people who hate this ship hate it because they wanted clearsight and darkstalker to get together. which. 🤨

moonbli: it's just okay. a little cute, slightly bland. could get better as they develop their relationship.

quinter: i normally love these types of dynamics, but i'm not interested in quinter? no idea why. i guess like them more platonically.

sunnyflight: uhhh no. don't like this one. i think sunny kindly shutting starflight down and him being okay with that is very refreshing.

whiteout x thoughtful: i feel like people forget about them a lot..... and i can see why. i really think it's cute how they're both artists, but they just don't have much momentum.

glacier x boa: i find this one is more compelling than blacier. glacier crying when she heard boa's backstory... girl me too.

smolder x thorn: i started to appreciate this one so much more when i read smolder's section in the guidebook. that man was a sopping wet disaster. hope they're happy together. i really like them.

sunnyspeaker: seems very cute! no strong opinions. i'd feel a little bad for starflight lmao.

mangrove x orchid: 💖💖💖💖💖💖 I LOVE THEM AND I NEED TO KNOW HOW THEY'RE DOING.

anemone x tamarin: anemone SERIOUSLY needs a good influence, so i think tamarin would be good for her. i'm very curious and i want to see their relationship develop.

winterwatcher: ehhhhhh. i can see the vision, but the vision isn't for me.

scarlet x burn: no. love LOOSES 🔥🔥🔥 the only love for burn is BLOODSHED.

starspeaker: it's cute. that's it. idk. i used to not like them together, but now i think they're fine.

sunlow: 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖 THEMMMM!!!! the flashback to their first meeting had me giggling and kicking my feet.

darksight: no. their relationship was very interesting and complex and well written, but from a shipping standpoint??? no way in HELL.

kinkajou x moon: it's cute! no strong opinions. stuck between whether i would like them more as friends or lovers.

clearsight x listener: fun to entertain, but i like them better as friends. if clearsight stayed on pyrrhia, listener would've turned her into a wine mom and they would gossip.

lynxfall: no strong opinions. they're both gay as hell and seem right for each other, but i'm just not really interested. again, no idea why.

anemone x pike: i DO like the bodyguard trope... but anemone x tamarin has more potential in my eyes.

blicket: kind of a guilty pleasure for me....... YES it was rushed but they're really cute this each other. luna imagining that wedding tapestry of them...... melting my heart.

umber x qibli: sounds cute. i like the idea of umber crushing on qibli and then finding someone else though.

turtlejou: meh. has a little potential, but is mostly boring to me. i appreciate how kinkajou was honest with turtle about her feelings at the end.

blister x morrowseer: idk. if they were married i think they would try to poison kill each other 24/7.

carnelian x moon: ehhhh, not for me. i don't like it that much. maybe because carnelian is kind of an eh character to me (SORRYYY i know a lot of you guys are carnelian girlies).

fathom x indigo: glad they got a happy ending. wish we got to see them interact a liiiiiiiiitle more, but i like them.

pertle: no. they're besties and you can't change my mind.

snowfall x sky: thought about this one for a while...... but..... ehhhhhhhhhhhhh...... no.

coral x blister: no.

jambringer: again, very fun to entertain; i can see the vision. but i can't abandon the jamapple ship 😤

arcticslayer: probably one of the most realistic relationships in the book. very conflicted about them. i think they were more attracted to the ideas of each other. maybe.

ok i KNOW there's more ships but i'm cutting it off here because this is getting long. also i haven't read the winglets so idk what's going on over there.

if you're hurt by my opinions and want to rage over them, you're a baby. ship whatever you want (so long as it's not really really weird); i do NOT care.

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[vasyandii]

🦋: How long did it take them to get out of the awkward early relationship stage? Have they gotten more confident around each other?

💔: Do they have any previous relationship experience from past partners? How does it reflect on how they handle their current one?

🕊️: Give just a general domestic tidbit for em (things they like about each other, routines, habits, and just overall sweet stuff)

For Krueger and Nak!

Great to see you again One horned beast!!The Ask Game

🦋How long did it take to get out of the awkward early relationship stage? Have they gotten more confident around each other?

Honestly? A week. It would've been shorter if they went official off the bat.

Nak didn't know how to respond to romantic affection. Her confusion with where they stood on their relationship (at the time unlabeled) was also a factor. Krueger is more laid back, he just did whatever felt right, and wanted to prioritize just having her comfortable with him in that way. (Idk if that makes sense)

They're more comfortable around each other now than they are when they started going out.

💔 Do they have any previous relationship experience from past partners? How does it reflect on how they handle their current one?

Nak? None. Krueger's her only relationship experience LMAO what a loser /j . She didn't really have crushes or interest in anyone but herself back in Laos. The couples she saw around during her time in the LPAF gave her insight in how a good and bad relationship is supposed to be (basically living vicariously lol). So when she started being in a relationship with Krueger, she mimicked what she saw in the past before she found her own pace.

Krueger has had a few relationships in the past, but mostly preferred to stay single for longer periods of time. He didn't like how people would change the moment there was romantic feelings involved, and expectations of just having to be "the stoic mysterious lover thats closed off" irked him. With Phayvanh he didn't want that; he wants to be able to be silly around her in the way they usually are, she's one of his best friends. Luckily it came easy with her, their pace was similar in practice :3

🕊️ Give just a general domestic tidbit for em (things they like about each other, routines, habits, and just overall sweet stuff)

I already Answered this in the last ask but I'm gonna do it again in more detail >:D !! I Love these!!

If Nak has a broken arm, Krueger ties her hair up for her, sometimes he switches up the ponytail to have it be braids or a half up half down type of thing. (It takes everything in him to not give her the most atrocious hairstyle)

The way they drink tea is so vastly different. Nak drinks hers with nothing while Krueger puts too much sugar in his

Just Admiring each other's tattoos idk they're dumb. Nak is fond of the one on his stomach, but makes fun of the one on his back (the wolf one). Krueger just idly traces the designs of Nak's tattoos on her back with his fingers.

Just??? One randomly smacks the others ass HARD and runs off so the other chases after them?? Weirdos. (Nak is guilty of this)

This interaction:

"Phayvanh it's 8 in the morning."

"What about it."

"Put on a shirt."

"Put on some pants."

"You're flashing me."

"You're flashing me!"

Then they watched TV.

Thank you for reading :D it's been a while since I've done stuff explaining their dynamics so hopefully it's ok ;u;

[moralesmilesanhour]

hey can I request maybe like a drabble or something with 42 miles confiding in uncle Aaron?

maybe he has a crush or something idk I just think their dynamics is cute

oooh this was fun! hope you enjoy :)

Aaron's nephew had been...different, lately. Not some drastic metamorphosis, no, it was the little things that Miles did differently.

When Aaron paid Rio a visit to pick him up, Miles would stop in front of a mirror and adjust his leather jacket (because he apparently wore leather, now) where a few weeks ago he would've just thrown on whatever was lying near his bed before bolting out the door.

Imagine the surprise on the man's face when the kid asked if he could take him to get his ears pierced, marveling in the bathroom mirror at the shiny new rocks in his ears even after getting chewed out by his mother just minutes before.

Miles sat on the couch as smooth jazz music filtered through Aaron's record player, one arm resting on the back of the couch and legs spread as he used the other arm to scroll on his phone.

He didn't sit criss-cross-applesauce anymore.

Aaron opened the box of pizza sitting across from them on the coffee table and carefully removed a slice. Underneath the smell of baked cheese, he caught a whiff of musk and vanilla that confirmed his suspicions, and possibly where the kid had spent that extra cash he'd given him after their last run (or 'prowl', as they'd started jokingly calling it). The tenth-grader had suddenly taken an interest in cologne.

"You not taking no pizza?"

Miles looked up, suddenly alert. "Huh? Oh, nah, I'm good."

A deep chuckle.

"What?"

Aaron shook his head. "I ain't never seen yo' hungry ass turn down pizza 'till today. You sure you my nephew, man?"

The boy forced out a breathy laugh.

"First time for everything. I'm just not hungry."

As if in protest, Miles' stomach let out an unmistakable growl that cut through even the music. His eyes widened, letting his uncle know that it wasn't indigestion. Aaron cackled loudly as his nephew pouted.

"See that? Even yo' stomach know you lyin'," he said. "Now what's the real reason?"

Miles shrugged.

"The garlic stays on your breath."

"Boy, you think I don't know that? When you start caring about your breath all of a sudden?"

He gave his uncle a blank stare of annoyance at the implications of that sentence, and didn't answer. When he returned to scrolling, Aaron decided to be more direct.

"You ain't slick, you know that? Now spill. Who is she?"

Miles froze, his head snapping up in surprise.

"Or he," Aaron amended as an afterthought. "I don't judge."

"How did you know?"

"Well, between you and me," he scratched the side of his nose, "your mother and I always figured you might be--"

"No, not--" The boy's brows furrowed. "Wait, what? I mean, well..."

He stopped himself before veering into territory he wasn't ready to cover yet. Different conversation for a different day.

Miles shook his head, "Never mind. Anyway, her name's...Alicia."

He said her name quietly, delicately, as though it could shatter into a million pieces if handled incorrectly.

Aaron nodded slowly.

"Y'all go out?"

A noncommittal back-and-forth tilt of the head. Kinda.

"We're hanging out later tonight. Study date," Miles said carefully.

"You like her?"

"Yeah."

Aaron raised an eyebrow, and leaned in. "You sure? I mean, really like her."

"Yeah, I like her, chill!"

"Aight, just makin' sure. She get good grades, and allat?"

The boy smiled, his expression softening.

"Mhm. Hella smart," his eyes lit up as he recalled a recent memory.

"One time, she told off the history teacher 'cuz the textbook we were reading from was wrong. Told his white ass to do his research."

"Was it wrong?"

"Course it was, and everyone knew, too! Everybody except the nigga with the PhD."

A lopsided grin spread across Aaron's face. This 'Alicia' sounded just like Miles' type, if the boy's sudden and frequent rants about the failures of the American public school system were anything to go by.

"She sound like a keeper. Treat her good, you hear? You take that girl someplace nice, hold the door and pull her chair out."

His nephew laughed, then nodded. "I hear you. Don't gotta tell me twice."

"You'd better. Now get outta here, no nephew of mine is gonna keep a lady waiting."

"Bet. I'll see you later, Unc!"

The boy hopped to his feet, giving his uncle a salute before turning to leave.

[lightfeltmemories]

Hmmm, how about an Hiei x S/O or his crush headcannons? Which the S/O who's a goober, like a sweet and adorable and a very romantic one (overdramatic one...) And like thinking that the S/O is like tall (like I guess 5'10 or smth idk 😅) and he's a smol angry demon man like he doesn't know why he dated/developed feelings for a human that's like this but secretly loves them (I just love the opposite attract and tall and small dynamics xD)

oooooh i love this idea!! i decided to do both (starts off as a crush then he becomes a lover) and ngl i kind of took the enemies to lovers route with this one since i feel like it fits his character more. i also decided to go with the "goofy but very strong character" trope with the s/o because honestly? why not lol.

i surprisingly had a lot of fun writing this and it got longer than expected, he's a little ooc in some parts but eh it's not that big of a deal tbh.

tw: injuries, reader almost dies at one point, brief mention of reader having trauma,

lets be real, hiei found you annoying at first, not as annoying as kuwabara but damn near close.

when you were going to fight he didn't have much hope in you, you would probably die in under a second knowing your nature, but as soon as you put in work it almost made his jaw drop.

how he developed feelings for you was at that very moment, he doesn't realize it until much later.

the way his stomach gets this thing called "butterflies" when he's near you, he doesn't move away or threaten you when you get near or touch him (he did at first threatening to rip your arm off) but then he can't help but grow hot... uncomfortably hot.

he's thinking you put him under some type of spell, why does he feel this way? especially over a human? sure, you show courage, sure, you fight well, but guaranteed that there are others who do as well...

but then he comes to the realization, he's never met a demon that has ever made him feel this way.

and a certain red head can see right through it.

kurama eventually asks hiei if something is wrong, but hiei states that he's fine, it takes a bit of time to convince the fire demon to come clean, that something is wrong with him, whilst he was ranting, kurama was listening.. and then he came to the realization.. hiei had a crush on you.

when kurama tells him, he denies it, saying that you were just some annoying human, and that he doesn't have crushes or has the time for a relationship, but kurama knows all of that is a lie, he likes you, and him denying everything just makes things worse.

it was made very clear that this information was kept between the two demons, and eventually, hiei would have to tell you.

some time passes by and you manage to get into a scuffle, you end up injured and hiei comes to the rescue, but tells you not to think of it too deeply.

you don't say anything, but hiei has been acting strange, it's gotten to the point where yusuke and kazuma notice, but don't say a word, it's even weirder when it's just the two of you, he's a lot more.. quiet, and noticeably kinder to you, he doesn't insult you as much anymore, other than that, things remain the same.

while your tidying up your wounds you still managed to keep a smile on your face and a sense of humor, going as far as to make fun of your loss.

hiei would've called you an idiot and told you to shut up, but he can't bring himself to do it somehow, the way you talk, your laugh, your smile, the butterflies get stronger and the blush on his cheeks start to grow darker.

damn... what's with this woman?? why is she so... so....?

it would take so much of his ego and pride to just man up and admit that he likes you, he's not good with words unless it's telling people off (he gets better with this, i promise).

eventually, you got into another fight, and your opponent was tough, so tough in fact you almost die fighting, and you ended up passing out for hours upon hours, the team thought you would die.

hiei put on his cold front as usual, but on the inside he's panicking, he can't lose you, not right now at least.

when it's just him in the infirmary, he looks down at your unconscious body feeling the urge to shed a tear, your happiness is... gone, staring down at nothing but a blank face.

he hoped that you didn't die, he made sure that when you wake up, he'll tell you that he likes you... though it's easier said than done, it'll still take a lot out of him.

eventually he gets in a vulnerable state, kurama yet again see's him, noticing that he's shaking, sitting in the grass at the edge of a cliff, staring into the sunset.

they talk for a while, kurama eventually convinces him that if he can't just flat out tell her, he could just write her a note, and even better, give her a gift.

but what would she even like?

he heard in passing with your talk with his sister, yukina, that you really liked cupcakes (im sorry if you don't like cupcakes just try to imagine it's like some other desert), so, he gets some cupcakes.. from somewhere... somehow... and writes you a letter about how he wants you to be his mate.

and when you say yes.. you're locked in.. forever.

eventually you do wake up, find the cupcake next to the table and eat it, noticing the note and reading over it, it comes to you almost as a shock... hiei? likes you? no way, this has to be some type of elaborate prank.

you do end up seeing hiei, who can't even look at your face, i mean you have to admit.. he's cute, a cute little short guy, while you're taller than him by some inches, he doesn't seem to mind this, he knows he's stronger than you, height doesn't mean jack shit to him.

and so, you accept his request, and now, the two of you are officially dating! or at least that's what you think and he wants.

at first, nothing changes, he's still a tad bit nervous around you, he ordered that there should be no pda in front of the team, he's not ready to tell everyone yet.

when you two are alone, he still had barriers up, not feeling the most comfortable with you yet, the two of you talk and get to know each other, realizing that the reason you were the way you were was because of your trauma, so you masked it with humor.

it takes a while for the two of you to be more intimate (not sexual), holding hangs, hugging, kissing, of course when there wasn't anyone around.

the only person he trusts in regards of knowing about the relationship is kurama and mukuro, no one else.

it takes him a bit to admit that he definitely loves his s/o, and you might've been one of the best things that has happened to him.

[flowery-laser-blasts]

I guess at one point he did feel bad about how he treat Drew but since he was his daughter’s arch foe he felt he couldn’t reestablish his friendship since. Maybe he might try to make amends once Kim decides he wasn’t her enemy anymore.

I'm not entirely sure if there was a friendship to begin with nor that James considered Kim at all in this regard. It's about him. James, like Drakken, has a big ego and he is both childish as competitive. The latter two don't have to be all that bad but it adds into the whole thing.

"Well, you know, Kimmie, back when I was in college, I had a group of friends, my posse, if you will."

In the context that James starts with, yes: Drew is part of the friend group, but what dynamic/hierarchy does this friend group have? Sadly, some 'friend groups' have a person that ends up being the butt of a joke or the errand boy and I feel like Drew fits this glove.

"In those days, I wasn't exactly a ladies man."

Yeah, okay and so James relied on someone else (Drew) to do it for him. Drew might've been the one to suggest getting them dates, but none of them thought to just... Idk, come with him? Or ask more???

"Hmph. What did you expect? He cannot even come through with a date for himself."

Oh shut the fuck up Ramesh, as if you could do any better. Sure you have a right to be disappointed, but if you didn't have faith in Drew then why go through with it and wait? You could've gone out of your way to secure your own date but no.

To me, this shows that ALL of them have (and always had) no expectations of Drew because none of them defends him. No one goes against Ramesh: "Oh don't be like that, it's nice that he suggested it" or "Maybe we should've all gone with him" OR ANYTHING; They all silently agree instead. What kind of friend group is that? Sure you might have your own insecurities but it's easier to blame it on someone else right?

"Drew dropped out and we never saw him again. I don't think he ever forgave us, and in some small way, maybe we never forgave ourselves."

"For just a giggle fit?"

"No, no, Kimmie. We laughed for days. Long and loud, with youthful abandon."

This, right here, makes my blood boil. The sudden change in James' tone of voice. He goes from regret and shame to telling Kim that he made fun of a guy for days while smiling and chuckling. Could this be a nervous response? Maybe, but if that were the case I would've expected it to be delivered differently. To me this sounds like James recalled the memory fondly. In the "boys will be boys" kind of vibe, yuck. I also think that there was way more going on prior to the Bebe situation but the Bebe situation is a personal attack for Drew and the final straw because he LOVES android type of robots (he perfected Bebe and the Synthodrones after all).

"Poor Drew. Maybe if we hadn't laughed at him back then, there would be one less mad scientist running around."

Way to go sounding 'wise' at the end there. You guys were still laughing at him WHILE TWO OF THE TREE WERE CAPTURED??? HELLO??? AM I MISSING SOMETHING? HOW DO YOU PINGPONG FROM TAUNTING THE MAN TO "Alas, sadly there's nothing we can do anymore. That wicked villain is beyond helping".

You can FUCKING APOLOGISE JAMES. Show, in front of your daughter, that you've LEARNED from your mistakes and that you ARE the better man. Drakken doesn't have to accept your apology, but at the very least it shows that you have changed and matured into a better version of yourself! Your two lapdog friends surely would follow you if you made the first step.

"Maybe we never forgave ourselves" Fucking BOO-HOO James. When in this entire series did this ever happen. He's NEVER shown to have actual regrets regarding Drakken. James is too prideful for that.

Oh yeah, he did once WHEN HE WASN'T INVITED TO THE COWBOY PARTY. And the ONLY reason he was upset IS BECAUSE HE WASN'T INVITED AND THAT HURT HIS EGO.

I believe that the only reasons he says that he regrets the Drew situation is to 1. Make himself look better in front of his daughter and 2. Make Kim feel like she has to give Ron, an actual friend, a chance. Otherwise she might actually feel bad.

Last but not least:

"My teenage daughter is not afraid of you. Why should I be, Drew?"

"I hate it when you call me that! I am not the man you knew in college, Possible."

"Still can't get a date, though, I bet."

James is captured and tied up. He's still pushing Drakken's buttons. Maybe this is how he responds when he's nervous? I doubt it. James, despite his situation, probably still feels like he has the upper hand and that his daughter will save him before anything happens. Good wins over bad, right? James never had any regrets because: Drakken being a villain (that keeps on failing and losing from his teenage daughter) confirms to James that Drew Lipsky was a bad person anyway and making fun of him therefore has been excused.

Maybe I'm biased and blame James way too hard because of my own bad experience with fake friends who treated me like trash and maybe I excuse Drew too easily, because I too was overly passionate about things and had a dire, almost desperate need to belong to a clique.

I can't tell you what the average guy friend groups are like, so maybe that plays a role as well. I only know one of them (all a bunch of nerds in different geeky fields) and they seem healthy.

But like, James is an adult. He can make adult decisions. That's all I got to add to it.

[raindropren]

!!!!!! Secret Life Episode 9 Spoilers !!!!!!

THIS SEASON IS SO FUCKING GOOD HELL YA

I LOVE THIS

I LOVE SECRET LIFE

IT'S SO GOOD

I'M

SIIJOHFSIHFJSNF

LETS GO, SCAR!! WOO HOO

I GENUINELY LOVE THIS SO MUCH AAA

ALSO WHY IS PEARL SO CRACKED AT THIS GAME!?!?!

So she was i think 3rd in last life, Won in double life, I think 4th or 5th in limited life, and now, 2nd in Secret life!!

What the F u c k

I love it so much

It really helps all my headcanons tbh, it makes me so happy.

Also why does pearl always survive longer then her allies/teammates(Unless they win)

and by always i mean like, 2 times? 2 and a half? if u count tilly maybe? i do... 2.5 :]

I really do wish joel or bdubs won, mostly joel because it would've been so good but I deffo think scar deserved this win.

I think it wouldve been kind of funny if in the 1v1 battle between scar and pearl.. pearl won... and it's just, awkward cause she... didn't want that. at all.

She wanted scar to win after bdubs and joel died, she wanted to sacrifice her life to scar in the end because she wanted her allies to win.

I also think shiny duo is a tragedy in the end. I really hope someone makes a fanfic about them in secret life cause they just, they, they just, <3 <3 <3

I love them alot

I'm making a theory that Gem might, win the next life seires.

Shiny duo winning their second season, please please please /hj /lh

I've already really loved the pearl fanfics from this season cause omg but I just, i just <3 <3 can't wait to see more!! aaa :D

if i get the motivation i fucking will make a fic about gem and pearl coming back into hermitcraft. They have very similar vibes in the life series(they're fucking crazy, don't mess with them, but also you'd rather be on their side then not(I haven't watched gems life series so if i'm wrong on this one, oopsie) cause they are more loyal then most) and I think it'd be fun to see them coming back and talking to eachother about the season ngl.

Murder camel my beloved, shiny duo my beloved

I also think(if I get the motivation) i'd want to make a fic with Pearl and Bdubs, in hermitcraft, afterwards.

ooo so many ideas, so many ideas so little time and motivation.

i wanna know what would happen if pearl accidentally won, despite not wanting too, if she hit scar just alittle to hard and now she was alone, as the sole 2 time winner. I think AU!pearl would have a mental fucking breakdown but i also think it'd be a fun concept aaaa

I want a fic about Pearl just after Bdubs and Joel died, just crying. like tears down her cheeks when she meets back up with scar and aaaa <3

All these would be my au obviously cause i'm way to obsessed with it but my au is set in canon, mostly. or at least alittle, i'm trying LOL

I'm proud of scar :]

like, i'm proud of all the winners but, i really do feel like scar deserved this win

I might watch his pov at some point, i can't wait for people to tear the angst from scars episodes, they already have alittle but with him winning, I can't fucking wait, omg <3

I'm just so excited now

aaaa

i'm nhjgofubkhgfubkjhdfjl eee

I really hope gem and pearl team next season instead of just being temporary allies because they are so fun omg

I really hope there's another season cause god they are so good /nf

I can't get enough of life series pearl in my au

which is why i keep mentioning her, i've basically only watched her pov cause I have a hard time watching others. I wanna watch gem, lizzies(it's ies right? i'm bad with spelling names aa), and now scars. stars above, i love this series

aaaaaaaaaaaaa

secret is probably my new favorite season, idk why, maybe it's because of shiny duo alittle, but y'know :]

There's so much i wish i wanna talk about

like how Pearl said "Always Watching" to BigB

Or just any moment with Pearl and Scott, I miss their last life dynamic alot /pos /notneg

Cleo and Pearls pupper alliance breaking and Pearl saying she really wanted to be allies with Cleo, like I need fics of that so much guys omg (Big MoonRot fan!! ee)

Anytime Gem, Impulse, and Pearl were in a trio together, like omg, It's Soup Group!!! Guys!!! it's them!!! omg!!!!!!!! guys!!

Pearl walking the Warden around like a pro, i love that so much LOL

there's deffo more, but i've typed way to much LOL i just love this so much, it's insane.

[maplebean2003]

Master millers daughter headcanon

Now imagine the anxiety he had probably when his wife was giving birth

Him pacing silently irritable waiting but cause he's anxious only to immediately be brought to mush the moment he saw his new family

Being terrified he'd be a bad luck charm or fuck this up somehow

Now imagine him hearing her first word be maxi buns and him laughing with his wife immediately picking their daughter up in his arms and cooing at her

Protective dad whenever someone gets too close

Him making baby formula while holding her and also on the phone

Him gently feeling her face to make it out since he can't see and just chuckling when he realizes she has his own eye shape or something cute idk

Him putting his glasses on her and snickering at how badass she looks

Him cursing only to immediately panic for her not to repeat it

her playing with her dad's long hair tugging on it even which hurts

Her puking on him the first time and him being sooo grossed out 'this is why I hate kids' he'd think only to see her face and immediately retract his thoughts with 'except her...she's the only acception.'

Him struggling so hard to properly get a diaper on her so his wife has to show miller how to fuckin do it and then he becomes an expert

Miller vanishing one day knowing he'd wind up dead at some point so to protect them he vanishes letting them think he was a deadbeat but nah he just couldn't handle the thought of his daughter or divorced ex wife finding him dead

Hence why no one knew for three days or showed up

Him actually having a tear slip down his cheeks as he dies knowing he never will get to see his daughter grow up

But smiling in relief that he got at least one good thing out of his lives entirety for once

Her

Her finding old photos one day of her dad looking like a stud in the 70's and realizing she has his exact old watch on her wrist having never realized it was his and just kinda grabbed it cause it looked neat

Or her having very similar glasses or hair aw

seeing big boss in the photo and raising an eyebrow when she turns it over only to see hearts skribbled on it finding out her dad would've been okay with her being LGBTQ+ as well

Chuckling lightly in amusement 'what a loser' she'd think not aware of how much he actually loved her

Wedding pictures dusty and not looked at for years

He'd look so happy and dorky in those pictures with his ex wife for once looking hopeful and even dapper even with his silly mullet

When his ex would tell him the news about her being pregnant miller would be flabbergasted and choke on the curry he was eating almost dying then and there in shock

He would panic thinking he would never make a good father but yet he'd make himself become one while he was alive

He'd shake and tremble when he'd feel the first kick in his wife's stomach and tear up emotionally but when asked if he was he'd lie and say no he wasn't

But a small smile always gave it away, he'd scold liquid and solid for cursing around his kid she's too little

Holding her he'd be shocked how fragile a child really was and he'd remember his own mother wondering if this is how she felt as well before she died

He wished she were still there to be a grandmother of this cool kid but he felt content believing that she was watching above

Just like he would for his own child once he'd be killed

Happiness For just a few brief months

It was the best few months of his life probably

He'd forever be glad he got to meet his daughter even if she wouldn't remember him and how he'd protect her with his life

So bittersweet

Sorry,I'm at work and just like

Realllllly love the dynamic and my mind is brainstorming so hard rn ;∆; I'm now sad

Had he gotten to live he would've been the dad that lets his daughter play makeup on him or like tea party time

Or maybe she'd prefer more war themed toys much to millers dismay and he'd scoff but have fun in the imaginary field more then the real field because at least when he Lost the imaginary field she'd jump on him and squeal and laugh triumphantly because she'd won the play time and he'd pretend to fall over Everytime surrendering

The only time he'd ever surrender would be to her and only her :'))

Now imagine them fighting each other for realow

planning to give his glasses to her when she's older to keep but never being able to because liquid wanted that inheritance first (aka millers death in a nutshell lmfao)

That's all MGS1 is is liquid being overly jealous that his siblings were liked better then him

The theme now in my head is bigger than the whole sky from Taylor Swift but it's Kaz to her :'))) FUCKING OW OW OW OW OW

[thefudge]

I don't know if it's just me but if ship isn't problematic/toxic I find it boring

hah! that's a slippery slope! but i feel you. i think a larger observation we could make here is that really compelling dynamics that are real and human will always have problematic aspects. not that all couples have abusive dynamics or whatever, but rather that we as people are extremely fallible and we are even more so when we are in love and sharing ourselves with others. like, we are at our most noble and wretched with someone we love. so maybe what we find boring is being presented with relationships that gloss over these aspects. a well-written ship, no matter how "wholesome", will always have that interesting edge, imo.

that being said! i do wonder if ao3 + tiktok (but mostly tiktok and maybe wattpad) have served ppl a recipe of shallow "spiciness" where younger folks, especially, navigate towards seemingly "darker" ships just for the toxicity, instead of toxicity + substance. then again, this would've been people's complaints about the gothic genre back in the 19th century. "oh no, ppl will read too many penny dreadfuls and start murdering their neighbors in the street" etc. so it can become a silly moral panic, especially with regards to what women are reading. we all know how that goes.

buuuut i think there is cause for *some* concern about people's general tastes, not in terms of morality, but in terms of what they're consuming for themselves and their well-being. cuz i know what you mean and i have seen a shift in my own tastes over the years. like yes, we deserve to have fun with that trashy book, but i don't want us to only read easy things that will scratch a certain itch. because a lot of mainstream toxic/problematic stuff is written in a flat, trivial way and i want us to search for and be willing to read things that really challenge us. not just booktok's "dark romance" of the week (which is usually quite boring actually). i'm in a position where i do read a lot of different things constantly due to my job and my interests, but i have noticed a lack of patience in myself lately when it comes to certain stories and it gave me pause. btw, i'm not referring to you or your reading habits in particular, just thinking some general thoughts. ultimately, it's totally fine and we can enjoy as much problematic content as we want, as long as we don't forget the human element, as long as we don't settle just for the surface of things. because that's when we cheapen it, i think. idk, but i do think we have a responsibility to ourselves to always seek beautiful things (and by that i mean quality literature and quality trash lol). yes, we turn our brains off from time to time, we absolutely need to, but we need to come back to the things that make us think and feel to the utmost.

anyway, sorry for this very weird rant, this has been on my mind too!