#jfc so many tags.

[callixspod]

This burning, desire. . .

Is turning me to sin.

@tsuru-yasunaga a lil fanart for our OCS to become intertwined and tangled by the mystics of love. REJOICE🗣️‼️‼️‼️

Surprising that two storytellers from different universes would be sapphic together. HMHMHMHM. YESSSS...

[sugashook]

wade casually asking logan out at his new universe job

[enevera]

something in the distance is calling, are you going to answer?

[momento-di-fratellanza]

'I was briefly a runway model.' Yeah, no doubt. This mf is gorgeous.

[kindahoping4forever]

Clips of Ashton performing Lose You live @ The Belasco - 18 July 2024

[epiclamer]

HEYYYYYYUYYYYYYYHJBGGGG

can you write more villain caretaker and hero whumpee please

I've probably read every single one of your writing and I'm craving for

More

This for u 🐢

missing my wife hours good lord

Stoic

Villain had watched the whip come down thirty-seven times, not once did Hero so much as whimper or bow their head. Tears swelled in their eyes and their lip quivered, but no sound ever escaped, no weakness was ever revealed.

The hero stayed completely stoic.

Eventually, it became too much for their body to handle and they slumped to the ground unconscious. Yet even in their evidently final moments before collapse, they stayed strong.

The criminal would never admit it, but it broke something in their stone heart. Standing there, knowing full well that the hero would be broken in time, just like everyone else.

Supervillain was thorough with their prisoners, they never rushed compliance and most of all; they never gave up.

Villain silently released their halted breath in relief when Supervillain called off the punishment, deciding to return the hero to their cell for the night instead and to pick back up tomorrow.

It seemed like a blessing to anyone on the outside, but, speaking from experience, Villain knew that it only hurt more the next day. Supervillain never had the other’s comfort in mind. Every precise decision was made to inflict the utmost amount of pain.

Some said it be their only talent.

Villain knew better.

The supervillain was incredibly talented in this domain, no doubt about it, but they had other skills, far more dangerous ones, ones far more deadly.

Mindlessly, the villain followed after the guards dragging the hero away. Their feet taking the lead while their mind was busy.

They had never been particularly keen on this specific hero, yet they found themselves fond for their determination. Determination to never let the supervillain see them break, determination to stay headstrong, foolish determination. Incredibly foolish…

At the same time, so intriguing.

What made them this way? How had they lasted so long already? Why did they act against when they could be spared for falling in line?

Villain figured the only way they could get answers was to ask the questions themselves. So they did. Trailing the guards all the way to the hero’s cell quarters and awaiting a safe signal to enter before sitting themselves down in a chair.

The sight was pitiful, to say the least. No matter how hard Hero tried to stay unmoved, their unconscious body gave everything away.

Fear and worry lines crossing their forehead even while they slept, a quivering lip and bowed head, twisted limbs as if they were trying to escape in their dreams and tears rolling from their closed lids.

Pitiful, sad, whatever you wanted to call it. Villain couldn’t help but feel angry, a spark directed to their superior that they snuffed out immediately. Leaving it to linger only long enough to feel the warmth left behind in their chest.

The guard to their right grabbed the taser on their belt. Lifting it as they took aim for the captive and before Villain could protest, they shot.

Two coils burst from the gun, both wired with almost visible shocks of electricity as they attacked the unresponsive hero. Rendering them awake and writhing in a second as they tried to catch their bearings. 

One look. 

“I didn’t give you an order,” the villain reminded them, flexing their left hand, their dominant hand for everyone to see. Though the villain’s eyes weren’t on the guard anymore, they could see in their periphery the uncertain step back. 

“I—” 

“Leave us.” The villain’s voice was somewhat composed as they tried desperately to keep their cool. Hasty decisions could get them in trouble but in this moment, it wasn’t much of interest to them. Watching the hero wheeze and gag in front of them triggered them. For whatever reason. 

Without more protest, the guards cleared the room, leaving the hero and the villain — as requested — alone. A minute or so passed before the villain found the courage to act. They stood up and crouched in front of the hero, lifting their chin up with their index finger. 

Exhausted eyes met curious ones and for a second there was nothing but pain and suffering between them. The hero was wretched, bloody and bruised, more looking like a corpse than someone capable of living. Fuck it. 

The villain carefully took off their gloves and touched the hero with their bare hands, cold fingers cupping their glowing chin. Admittedly, the villain was scared. They’d never done anything like this before and frankly, they didn’t know they could. Hearing their own heartbeat echo in their ears wasn’t something they were used to. 

“I can’t lessen the pain,” they said, nearly whispered the words. “But I want to help you. Give me some time and I promise, I’ll get you out of here.”

Their fingers traced the hero’s neck where sweat and blood mixed together. 

“You just have to hold on for a little bit longer. I know it’s a lot to ask for…” The hero let out a painful gasp and leaned their head against the villain’s shoulder. Blood smeared all over the villain’s clothes but this time it didn’t matter to them. Soon enough, the villain felt the shaky but frequent breath on their neck but it still took them an embarrassingly amount of time to notice that the hero had fallen asleep on them.

[quinloki]

Canon Characters vs OC vs x Reader

Disclaimer: This is just my two cents, and my perspective on things, and I'm not trying to lay down the law for everyone. I needed to just put this to words though, in order to sleep.

I was thinking about this because of a post I saw, and some, we'll say, kind of useless comments associated with the post. Mean-spirited stuff.

Normally, in one ear and out the other, but the vibes just kicked me off down a rabbit hole of sorts an I wanted to try to put some of my thoughts to words.

First, some style vibes:

Canon x Canon Canon/Canon stories are, to me, like reading an episode of that show. I'm sitting down in front of a TV or whatever, and I'm experiencing the story As A Viewer. I like this style because I don't really have to expend much energy and I just kind of roll with whatever's happening. Generally some sort of 3rd person perspective.

OC x canon OC/Canon stories are like being on a carnival ride. I'm sitting in a car on a roller-coaster, and maybe the OC is sitting next me. I'm experiencing the story more deeply than strictly canon stories, but my connection with the OC is no deeper than say, my connection with Katniss Everdeen when I read The Hunger Games. Sometimes 3rd person, sometimes first person.

Reader x canon Reader/Canon (or Reader x/ OC) is like putting on a VR helmet. I don't get much physical input about the "Reader OC" because I'm experiencing the story through their eyes. I don't expect the reader to be me, but there's a bigger feeling of immersion to be had. Some description might happen cause it's relevant to the story, and it's still a type of ride, I can't jump the rails on the roller coaster, after all. (Even with a VN you still follow the tracks). Sometimes first person, sometimes second person (I'm partial to 2nd person perspective, but that's just me).

I love Fan Fiction, I love it. All of it, and man even more than anything, what I love is that I'm going to dislike 80% of it. Because that 80% was written for someone who is not me. (Hell, that number's probably closer to 99% if we're looking at ALL fandoms, but I digress).

Second - The VENT:

What got me the most in the post that prompted this, was someone saying "Bring back the Mary Sue OCs!" and then they went on to describe something more detailed, and I just -

Look, respectfully, fuck you.

The point is, you're not going to be happy no matter what. Whether it's "mary sue" OCs, or x readers, or alternative universes, or a ship you don't like, you're going to find something to be unhappy about.

Cause people have been bitching about all styles of fan fiction since the first "You've Got Mail" chimed in 1991. And until 1998 and ff.net you really had to hunt for it, and until 2007 and Ao3 the idea of tagging a fic for any reason wasn't really a thing. Every click was a surprise! \o/

I just have seen the same song and dance a dozen times. It's exhausting. People become okay with OCs and decide x readers are the enemy, and before that OCs were *all* Mary Sues and cringe and people who made OCs were the enemy, and before OCs people who wrote even a little OOC were the enemy, and people who wrote AUs were the enemy, and you can write fan fic but it HAS to be Canon Compliant, and everyone MUST be in-character at all times - "They would not fucking say that" was the enemy.

Look, just please - please - in any capacity, stop it with the "All X style of story telling is crap" mindset. There's over a dozen different ways to do x readers alone. I know 20 x reader writers and I don't think any of us have the same style, preferences, or vibes.

I've had a lot of comments along the lines of "I thought I hated x readers, but I really loved this." on a few different fics I've written. Sometimes it's not the style of the fic, sometimes it's the style of the writer, and my Brother In Christ - you're going to have to read some awful shit to shuffle through the thousands of writers out there to find the vibes that resonate with you.

Ostracizing entire swathes of fan fic because you need something to be "The Enemy" so you can lift up something else, and then bitching you can't find anything new to read seems like a personal problem.

And I know y'all are scrolling by TONS of posts that don't interest you, every day, as a matter of course. So don't give me that "clogging up the tag" BS, because we deserve to be here same as anyone else in the fandom.

[ragecndybars]

Persona 3 characters + screenshots of despair

bonus:

[statementlou]

okay so apparently the reason they cut to the drone shot in the stream during the You Are My Because moment even though it was literally THE TITLE OF THE THING and also even aside from that YOU SHOW LOUIS FOR THAT PART ARE YOU STUPID was that there was a lights project of the mexican flag colors they were trying to capture and they knew about it in advance, BUT LISTEN. FIRST OF ALL no, show it after even if it means using footage from a minute ago slightly out of sync, YOU SHOW LOUIS FOR THAT PART WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU but second, you knew about this in advance. You had all show to check out how the lights looked from the drones and make adjustments so it would work visually BUT NO. Mr fucking hack director couldn't even do that so YOU COULDN'T EVEN ACTUALLY SEE THE LIGHT PROJECT. A fail sir a real fail they should have fixed that too for the rebroadcast

[artaintfartwarriors]

The OG Girlboss B)

[missfangirlapocalypse]

They have gifts for youuu

[pondslime]

ELISHA CUTHBERT AS CARLY JONES IN HOUSE OF WAX (2005)

[fdrsamericanflagduckfloaty]

havent drawn FNaF characters in years, let alone Mangle, so this was my first try after so long.

[dangerliesbeforeyou]

sorry there aren't any northern irish cities I havent been there yet rip...

[embrose]

This is random, but I was in a Youtube spiral just now, and happened to watch the MLP episode “The Perfect Pear” (it was in the upcoming video list after I’d listened to some MLP songs). It was just as sweet and sad as I remembered, I cried a few tears.

ANYWAY! Buttercup and Bright Mac planted those seeds as a part of their wedding and it grew into the really pretty intertwined apple-pear trees, right? Well, it got me thinking idly what kinda wedding Applejack and Rainbow Dash had, and this cutest image just floated into my head.

I just imagine Applejack wanting to have the wedding by her parents’ trees, and depends on whoever imagines it I guess, but I like to think it’s a small intimate ceremony, just them and closest family and friends (the reception would be absolutely humongous tho). I don’t think they’d plant seeds, since that was a symbolic thing for AJ’s parents, but their vows would be so touching and beautiful (I imagine Rainbow Dash at some point talking to the tree and telling AJ’s parents she’ll take good care of their daughter) and Dash would cry and I’m almost crying from imagining it and Twilight would be officiating and she would absolutely cry. I feel like writing a smol fic, honestly, the image is so clear in my head.

[clotpolesonly]

i finished The Inheritance Games last night (which was great fun, i recommend it) and now i'm in my feels cuz it's another series about brothers and their relationship and them against the world, and the Hawthorne brothers remind me so so strongly of the Lynch brothers

but in a way it felt like the comfort to the dreamer trilogy hurt because the Hawthorne brothers TRUST each other, and it ended up highlighting just how much the Lynch brothers don't

how much intimacy and comfort and support they missed out on by having so many secrets and so much bad blood between them

now i'm SAD

the Hawthorne brothers were feeding meeeee with all their dumb brotherly shenanigans and inside jokes and little childhood rituals and all the stuff that i wanted so bad for the Lynches to have, but they just didn't cuz we never got to see them when they were actually getting along with each other

where are their childhood code words? the secret handshakes? the pacts they made and still hold to to this day even though they're super stupid? the inside jokes and embarrassing stories they drag out over and over again?

the were friends once, and the series ends with them friends again, but we never actually get to SEE it 😭