#lore here is a loose term

[kelp-my-beloved]

GUESS WHO GOT POOLS. ANYWAYS

[esprei]

my mini comic from the latest pokemagma session!

poor ingo, even in an alternate universe he still can't escape the kraft singles cheese slices...

[thegreatyin]

arcturus religious arc?? do say more

arcturus is funny because i haven't actually talked about them and the rest of the MCM cast on this blog very much (in fact i don't think i've even namedropped leus?) but they occupy so much of my brainspace. at least 1/339274th of my singular braincell. and lemme tell you that's more than any one OC frankly ever should

anyway! arcturus is religious. like. in the freak sort of way. in the they're Really Fucking Normal about this sort of way. they're so fucking normal right now. you can trust them. they swear. they are soooooooooooooo normal.

to elaborate further would be getting into MCM (and some hints of APF) lore as a whole, which i will do anyway, but under the cut because i like to pretend to respect my follower's dashboard scrolling time

so. the thing about APF and MCM is that they are two wildly different stories taking place at wildly different times in fantasy world history. but they are taking place in the exact same setting with the exact same shared fantasy world history.

this is the full mimue geographical world map, sans cities, primarily made for APF purposes but also featuring MCM's two (unnamed as of right now) focus continents off to the far left. MCM's story mostly spans the northern part of this duo. unlike what i affectionately refer to as "the APF plot triangle" (or eastern mimue, if you wanna get technical) country names are not synonymous with continent names and this is weirdly way more important to MCM lore than you might think.

this is an extremely rough mockup of a "mimue political map". green designating arboret, gold designating sanctus, blue designating requies... and brown designating medeis, with icy blue designating sulia. grey designates a cluster of various smaller border countries that definitely exist but i haven't worldbuilded them as of yet and don't really plan to go in-depth with them because they're mostly irrelevant to anything ever.

MCM focuses on medeis and sulia. and only these two. another crucial element of MCM is that everyone living there is completely disconnected from the other side of the world. the map makes them seem relatively close to arboret but in actuality it's way more like a mutual undiscovered new world situation. the folks in western mimue have absolutely no idea there's an APF plot happening in the first place, much less a cluster. similarly, everyone in APF is unaware of western mimue's existence and they all consider arboret to be the furthest edge of the known world (with just ocean laying beyond that). christopher columbus hasn't attacked mimue yet is what i'm saying.

however. they do share a world history, and setting, and magic system, and hey wasn't there a whole thing with eastern mimue and an angel blessing the world a thousand years ago that encompassed the entire planet in scope and you can go read about it on Ao3 if you feel like it right now?

y'know. that mildly significant part of mimue history that basically overturned the world forever and inspired a new religion in eastern mimue dedicated to following the angel like it's a god. that mildly important minor detail.

yeah, the MCM crew has no idea about any of that. but they were still affected by it. they just... interpreted it slightly differently.

magic in the world of mimue is an anomaly by mimian standards. something New and Weird and Unnatural. eastern mimue, with the context of the blessing angel as a bringer of peace and forgiveness and prosperity, treats it as something to be valued and admired.

western mimue does not do this. western mimue basically got blasted with magic with zero context of what was going on across the ocean, and everyone is CONFLICTED about it. some believe it's a favor from their gods, others believe it's a curse from those that scorn them, and still others shun anyone with "too much" magical ability in the first place.

by-the-by, completely totally definitely unrelated to that above statement, who are those western mimue gods?

well.

while those in eastern mimue have largely abandoned mimue's old ways and barely anyone has any real recollection of The Before Times, western mimue is desperately clinging to those exact same old beliefs. to its old gods, for lack of a better word.

no, seriously. who were these old gods?

dragons, of course. they're the primary subject of worship in western mimue- and a dying one, at that. in modern-day MCM (and by extension modern-day APF, though it takes place a long while before MCM) most of the median and sulian population haven't seen a real "godlike" dragon in centuries.

but they are still very much around. just. hanging out. being worshipped and served by mortals. fully sapient talking dragons held up as gods. are they actually? that's debatable, but also a debate topic that'll get you a lot of stink-eyes in sulia and some especially devout sectors of medeis.

speaking of.

arcturus! remember when this was an ask about them and not just a mimue theological history lesson? yeah i don't either. but lets discuss them anyway.

a lot of what y'all can know about arcturus (without spoiling MCM too much) can be found in their point-of-view story, wherein they admittedly don't spend a lot of time ruminating on their faith but do namedrop their draconic overlords at the very end all dramatic-like.

they briefly allude to their backstory though! that's something!

to keep an even longer rant about medeis political lore short, arcturus is in a position roughly equivalent to the president. their official in-universe title is Honored Exemplary, but in terms of real-world-analogy it's essentially just being president of the united states.

y'know. if the US was an expansionist empire with technology far surpassing anything else in the world and was also powered by a monster kept in the basement that has to be fed live sacrifices weekly or else the entire thing goes to hell. and also the president and the head of parliament had a weird toxic yuri situationship going on and it's probably inevitably going to end in either murder, a double suicide pact, or both.

so, just the US, really.

the funny thing about arcturus is that they aren't actually native to medeis. parallax is! they aren't. their original home was conquered early-on in their youth, and they've basically grown up surrounded entirely by median society and technology.

and they've adapted like a fish to water. they're like if the country mouse discovered cars exist and became an absolute sicko over it. meanwhile parallax is like if the city mouse just really yearned to be eaten alive by moss (neither of these fucks are normal or honestly entirely sane)

worship of the great big questionably-deity lizards was a BIG part of what little they can remember about their old life. and they're like. REALLY into it. they're the guy who insists you have to pray before every meal and spends an hour daily kneeling in front of their dedicated God Shrine asking for repentance. they latched onto dragonology like a dying man in the desert latches onto a water bottle. they're very very very big on punishing themself for the whole technically-being-a-serial-killer-by-feeding-the-basement-monster thing and they see religion as an outlet for exorcising their own sins. which is really normal behavior, im sure.

and also magic tends to be viewed in a really negative light by Hardcore Traditionalist People™ and they were raised in that environment and as a mutant with zero magical ability to speak of they were basically uplifted as a savior and a favorite of god from day one and they've got an absolutely horrible case of hyperempathy + religious savior complex because of it. so y'know. that's also a mildly important factor. just a tad bit.

TLDR;

arcturus does this. but like. for dragons.

[sethdomain]

dsmp season 2 will be clingy duo living together as depressed people trying to process whatever the fuck happen to themself(it goes as well as you can imagine). Also they killed Dream because dsmp is now my media and i can rewrite it however i want.

I'd say in season 2 in term of clingy lore, it would be them tackling their trauma n also their relationship. Then, theres also Punz who came out alive in the breathtaking season 1 finale where they definitely kill dream, ofc it would lead up to him reviving dream back.

Also it would tied up some loose end that never were resolved, where ranboo and michael when and because its possible because this is in written text format, maybe Techno character might come back in the story where maybe big drama would happen between bedrock bros.

Theres also other lore that is loose end, but im mainly focusing on clingy lore here and things that would've connected to them. So for TOTSMP or badlands stuff idk about their lore bruh. Maybe at most, i would like include quackity or niki stuff.

also heres have ref of tubbo scar

[epiicaricacy-arts]

oh we’re still so young, desperate for attention

this was super experimental so i will talk about my process (+ clearer version) under the cut

i’ve been looking at a lot of “messier” or more textured painting styles recently and an artist that stuck out to me is clariondeluna ! they posted a self-portrait recently that i really liked and i was super interested in the brushwork seen in their work. i love all the textures and how the shapes feel so loose yet everything is so detailed.

that’s not a method for me at all!!!! i cannot paint like that at all and the stuff i like to paint is very different to theirs. which is okay!!!! i had no intention to copy this artists style so closely like with what i tried to do in my raiden painting, i just wanted to try this style out :^)

it’s been a goal of mine to avoid over-rendering like i tend to do a lot, and i think i’ve been doing good with that recently! the mindset i’ve got going on right now is that if i find myself staring at it too hard for too long, i have to leave it and move on. if there’s still something wrong with it, i can fix it later once ive got a fresh view!

i’ve been trying a lot of things with my art this year. i always try to challenge myself with each piece, and to end the year off i wanted to be as uncomfortable as i possibly could be with this painting. i let myself draw whatever i wanted because i still wanted to enjoy it, but everything i did in this process was new, including parts of the subject matter.

i’ve never drawn a head at an angle like this, and i struggle with drawing mouths open. i don’t do bold lighting like this, and if i do, it’s not fire. i’ve never drawn fire! i also rarely work with warm colours and i hate using green, so i combined those to be my colour palette. i like working cleanly so instead of having a dozen different layers for one section, each section only had 1-2 layers for rendering. instead of clipping masks i would simply paint over things loosely and clean it up later. i never like having limbs cut off in a drawing so i had his other arm go GOD knows where. i don’t like weird patterned backgrounds so i made myself figure out how to like it!

IS THIS MY FAVOURITE PIECE OF ALL TIME. no. absolutely not. but i’m very proud of how this came out with all the challenges i put on myself. i WANTED to get better at these things and be more broad with my art, both in terms of the styles and subjects i portray.

okay let’s talk about wtf this drawing is

for those who don’t know, the design in this painting is my fatui/“Father” lyney fan design (read the design post here). the concept isnt super complicated and i don’t really have much explanation for it, but i wanted to combine the story of how lyney wanted a delusion before getting his vision, fire eating circus acts and how olympic medalists will bite their medal to prove it’s real??? don’t quote me on that i’m like 75% sure that’s a thing that happens. i don’t watch sports though so im just believing someone i heard on the internet ages ago.

anyways. i think fire eating acts are cool. and i think the fact that lyney wanted a delusion is very interesting to me. scratches my brain in the right places. and yk as a magician lyneys character revolves a lot around fooling people and creating illusions so i guess what im saying here is that lyney is trying to prove to himself that this power he’s been bestowed is real. bc his whole life his only constant has been lynette so he is trying to see if he can trust this new power. cause i guess this is an alternate universe where lyney does eventually become “Father” but he never got his vision ??? idk im not making lore for this i just wanted to dress up this funny little guy.

ok i’m done

thanks for reading

here’s my dog

[spacebubblehomebase]

My Official Hazbin Hotel Stargazers AU Masterpost!

Or the #HHStargazersAU Checklist + MORE!!!

But before all that, here's the general synopsis:

Charline is introducing her first ever girlfriend, Vaggie, to her circus running dad, Lucius Magne. But unbeknownst to them, Vaggie is hiding a big secret: She's Charlie's guardian angel! Tasked with setting her on the right path towards good, but to make things more complicated, the family's live-in hire, Alastor, is actually a demon that's been trying to tempt Charlie's dad to the opposite side! So how can this unlikely pair keep their respective truths hidden while mysteries start to unfold, how do they play house while playing tug-of-war for Heaven & Hell, and just HOW did they get in this situation in the first place? Well, one thing's for certain, family dinners will never be boring as feelings unravel and everything grand is yet to be revealed. So tune in~!

Or something like that...

So if this summary seems like your cup of tea and you happen to enjoy both Chaggie & Radioapple content, then hop on aboard! Because, let me tell you, the ride I've prepared is so convoluted, I wish I charge people for it, but it's FREE! Unfortunately, all updates usually depend on my schedule and plans for plot may always change. But this semi-serious story of mine follows a loose "artfic" format anyway. A term I use to mean: I write just as much as I draw. So this is both a fanart and a fanfic AU now basically. But everything for it can be found on Twitter, Insta, or Tumblr. I post just about almost the same things in each, so there's no need to look further for more! Though I won't protest if you ASK for more as in the end, this gigantic AU is just a personal project of mine and any support. Be it a little acknowledgement or a major gift of a comment goes a long way to fuel my motivation! Now that the sappy stuff is out of the way though, here's the links to my story and list of future posts that would be regularly updated anytime I remove or add something new!

Relevant Lore List:

Click title to be redirected to the post and some titles are [Redacted] for the sake of avoiding any spoilers...

-A New Day Will Dawn. ✅

-BONUS Interaction (& Ask). ✅

-Color Palette Reference. ✅

-Say My Name. ✅

-Divorce Aftermath (Ask). ✅

-Meet The Magnes. ✅

-The Stargazers. ✅

-Shadow Of His Light.

-His Pride.

-Her Joy.

-Close Calls.

-Surprise.

-The Dreamers.

-Phantom Pains.

-[Redacted] The [Redacted].

-[Redacted] That Day.

-A Cold Day In Hell.

-The Dancing Devil's Circus.

-Blossoming Feelings.

-False Start.

-The [Redacted, Redacted, Redacted].

-When A [Redacted, Redacted].

-The Last [Redacted] Lament.

-Moth To Her Flame.

-A Taste of Temptation.

-Better Than Never.

-Free Fall.

-HerStory.

-Wake Up Call.

-Seeds Of Doubt.

-Mother Knows Best.

-Fuck You, [Redacted].

-Juliet Is The Sun.

-With Tax Benefits.

-Dawn Of A New Day.

-The First Stage.

-Reprise Reveal.

-A Third [Redacted].

-The Show Must Go On.

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Related Posts:

((Asks are answered in between updates, but due to the amount of them, I unfortunately may still miss some. But rest assured I do read them! I just can't get to everyone. TvT Very much appreciate them though!))

-AU Idea Announcement.

-Magnes Are Humans (Asks).

-AU Name Explanation (Asks).

-Author Is Delulu.

-Excited To Spoil (Asks).

-Human Carmilla Carmine.

-Radioapple Dynamic (Asks).

-Alastor's Eyes (Asks).

-Questions About Lilith (Asks).

-Outdated Sneak Peek (Asks).

-Stimming Radioapple (Asks).

-Cryprid Alastor (Asks).

-Flavor Of The AU (Asks).

-Magne Discussion (Asks).

-Artist With Chaggie (Asks).

-Hug Alastor Request (Asks).

-Vaggie UwU (Asks).

-Yep. Still doing the AU (Asks).

-Alastor's Voodoo (Asks).

-Radio Signals (Asks).

-Masterpost Suggestion (Asks).

-Future Animatic Announcement!

-Dynamics & SPOILERS!!! (Asks).

-BONUS Vaggie's "dad" (Asks).

-Radioapple + Art Advice (Asks).

-ALAKAZAM!!! (Asks).

-Update about updates (Asks).

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Other Account Links:

((Just in case you want to experience my story somewhere else you're more comfortable with!))

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((Note: I advice y'all to keep on checking the original masterpost on my page and see if it's updated as it may not show the new changes in reblogs. Thanks for reading!))

-Bubbly💙

[erinwantstowrite]

why did tim dismiss his suspicions on dr connor like that in chapter 12 ?

this is a REALLY good question so I started yapping!! spoilers for Red Robin and for LoF under the cut :3

for those not familiar with Batfam Lore (which is perfectly alright!!), Bruce went missing in "the timestream" last year (in LoF). He was believed to be dead and during that time, Tim was the only Bat that believed he was alive. (this is a very nuanced subject because everyone's perspective during that time isn't inherently wrong.) Tim was not believed and it caused a huge fight between Tim and Dick, mostly because Dick gave the mantle of Robin to Damian and told Tim that he wanted to "be his equal"

in my opinion, Dick had a good sentiment but with the wrong timing and handling of it. Tim doesn't do "equals" very well, and he was mourning the man he considers his father, at the time. he thought that Dick and he were going to be Batman and Robin together, and the expectation was thrown away. Then, when Tim suggested that Bruce was still alive, Dick became very worried that Tim was going off the deep end. Which is also a valid concern because Tim was isolating himself from everyone at that time. Steph had faked her death and not told Tim, Kon and Bart had both died. He was NOT doing so well.

That's why he had the fight with Dick and he left Gotham. He went across the world, searching for evidence that Bruce was alive in the timestream. Tim has a tendency to keep things close to his chest (tendency is a loose term, because at his core, this is what Tim is) and from what I can tell, this incident did not fix things.

In LoF (because here, we care about character development), when Bruce came back, the dynamic shifted in the family. Everything was different, Tim wasn't his Robin anymore, he didn't get to see Damian grow into a great Robin, Dick had to be Batman, etc. They have actually talked things out and the family is doing better than before, and have been in a long time. But Tim still keeps things to his chest.

Like how he discovered that Peter was from an alternate dimension. Tim admits in (chapter 9? I think? maybe chapter 10) that it wasn't because of Damian's smug attitude about figuring out he's Spider-Man, but mostly because he wanted to collect evidence and get his theory laid perfectly out. That way the others would believe him. Tim struggles with this even though he knows that his family is trying.

So when Peter says something that appears very contradictory (they have no reason to believe that Dr. Connors isn't Mysterio), Tim says that he believes him. Even if Tim is doubtful and will be creating contingency plans and theories about Dr. Connors anyway, he chooses to believe Peter. He saw that it was distressing Peter and wanted him to know they were on his side. So even if Peter turns out to be wrong about Dr. Connors, he had someone in his corner

[inbarfink]

Alrighty, so a second season of ‘Fionna and Cake’ is now Officially Confirmed! I was being very cautious about speculating and getting my hopes up until it was Actually Announced, but now that it has, I can’t say I am necessarily shocked that there is going to be a continuation. Looking back on what we can now confidently call ‘Season 1’, there are a few peculiar threads which seem like they are probably meant as a set up for this second season.

Now, everything in this post is going to be very speculative. This is just me going over aspects of Season 1 which seems weird from a perspective of set-up and payoff or just feel like they need more elaboration and thinking what might be done with them in S2. With basically nothing to go on for what will Actually Happen in Season 2 save for the fact that it will exist, just remember to put a huge caveat of ‘I don’t actually know anything yet!’ next to everything I type lol

Fionnaworld Stuff

I wanna start by talking about the one part of Fionna and Cake’s Season 2 we can be pretty certain about - which is that it’s going to feature Fionna and Cake and probably the rest of the Fionnaworld gang. Although, to be perfectly honest… Right now, I am struggling to think of a clear ‘loose thread’ that can hint at where these characters will go in future. Season 1 seemed to have left everyone fairly content. 

I’m not saying that there’s no place to explore these characters further - obviously I’m sure Season 2 will find whole new unexpected angles to develop them. I’m just saying that Season 1 doesn’t really have any clear threads you can point at as a basis for a prediction. At least nothing I can really see myself. 

Perhaps we can give more focus to the Fionna/Hunter stuff we hinted at during Season 1, but wasn’t really given center stage? Or something about Fionna learning how she can be an adventurer on her own terms, after her Season 1 experiences kinda convinced her she couldn’t at all? Or maybe since Season 1 was kinda Fionna-focused, we’re going to get a more Cake-Focused Season 2?

That’s all I got for now, at least. I guess with ‘Fionna and Cake’ being a very character-focused show, and the idea of a renewal probably not being certain when S1 was developed - it makes sense to prioritize giving a strong sense of closure for the main characters and keep the ‘sequel teasing’ stuff to just Lore/Plot hints. Like, if there’s a little Hint of Things to Come that doesn’t amount to anything because the show got canceled that’s just like a Little Weird, but leaving the main characters’ arcs/relationships feeling unresolved forever would be a much bigger problem for the show’s legacy. And speaking of which…

Prismo Stuff

And here’s the real Interesting Stuff that inspired me to make this post in the first place. I think the most notable potential ‘sequel tease’ in F&C Season 1, the thing I always noted as Odd before the second season was confirmed, the main reason I suspected a second season was probably in the works -  is definitely this little moment with Prismo during the ending…

Where he seems to ‘glitch’ for a moment.

What could this possibly mean? I am not sure, but I feel pretty confident that it’s Plot Relevant. It’s a quick but pretty noticeable Moment that doesn’t really seem to have a clear explanation within the first season, especially as it happens just as everything is wrapping up. Perhaps this is the first sign of Prismo becoming sick/malfunctioning/infected, and Season 2 is going to be about unglitching him?

Speaking of which, going into more character-related stuff… while Prismo's grief-induced-depression-spiral from Jake’s death is constantly hinted at throughout the first season - it’s never really confronted directly. I mean, we can assume that between helping out F&C and having Scarab around as a personal assistant - that could’ve helped him get a new lease on life… But maybe a second season could explore Prismo’s grief more deeply?

And then there are also these two

That’s another thing I always found very peculiar in a “hmm, are they planning on making an S2??” sort of way. Like, they spend a minute-and-a-half establishing the Core and the way it works... when I first watched it I was pretty certain it was going to come back later. Like, Simon is going to try to fuck with Time Itself to get Betty back or something. But then they just… loop back to it. It was just a piece of Lore Trivia and a background for the Actually Lore Relevant Infodump.

It might indeed be just that. Just an extra bit of Worldbuilding and a neat change of scenery in the middle of the chase scene. But I still suspect that these Time Titans will become plot-relevant at some future point. 

Multiverse Stuff

Well, out of the myriad worlds that F&C have already visited, it seems like the one that has really left a lot of lingering questions in the minds of the AT Fandom is Farmworld, and those questions are primarily…

HEY!? What the FUCK??? Is he okay?? Is he dead??

So yeah, some sort of confirmation of whatever or not Farmworld Finn is/isn’t dead, and if he is dead - some sort of confirmation of how his kids are getting by considering that their eldest brother just fucked-off to another universe one day… that would be nice and give a better sense of closure on the Farmworld segment of F&C Season 1.

But personally…I think the Multiverse Moment that really rings to me the most as a ‘probable future plot point’, is definitely this little moment in Vampireworld.

The show deliberately emphasizes the moment where the Vampire King saw our Trio use God’s Remote Control to warp to another world. And personally, the vibes here seem… meaningful.

With Bonnie also drawing attention to the fact the Vampires have over-hunted the humans and basically doomed both the world in general and Vampirekind specifically… Could this be the Vampire King’s solution to that problem? Now that he has seen ‘a new thing’, a hint at the existence of the Multiverse - will he try to find a whole new world for his children to feast on?

Well… that’s an alright villain concept and a decent plot hook. My current problem with it is just… the Mainworld Vampire King made for an intriguing and interesting character due both to his compelling dynamic with Marceline and the way he has been changed by the destruction of his people into a very contemplative and complex person. Vampireworld Vampire King doesn’t really have that, as a Vampire King who has never known defeat, he's just a Very Dramatic Evil Vampire. And I feel like Adventure Time aspires to more unique antagonists than Very Dramatic Evil Vampires. 

Now, it’s not impossible to make Vampireworld Vampire King a bit more Interesting if he ever takes center stage - maybe the population collapse of Vampireworld affected him in similar ways to Mainworld Vampire King, or maybe it affected him in a totally different direction, maybe we can give a bit more focus on the influence the Crown has or doesn’t have on him, maybe something else completely out-of-left-field could happen to him.

Or maybe the Star did end up surviving the Doomed Yuri Freefall and she’ll be the one trying out for Vampiric Multiverse Conqueror. She was always the, well, Star of Vampireworld - and she has the potential to be a very fun antagonist with cool thematic implications. I mean, like, Imagine her in contrast to Marshall. He gave up on a comfortable life in the laps of luxury due to wanting some freedom from his over-controlling mom and also it seems some level of moral outrage at her Landlordy ways

And the Star is a Daddy’s Girl Evil Vampire Princess and basically everything he has tried not to be. And yet… will he see a bit of himself in the Star?

Also, I wonder if we’ll see some more of the Alternative Universes Simon stumbled on during his trip back to Ooo. You know, the ones we haven’t actually seen in the main plot.

Simon Stuff

Okay, so… even before the announcement was made official, I have seen a lot of people assume that F&C Season 2 will be just as Simon-Focused as the first season. But personally, I am not sure about it just yet. I mean, I’m a huge Simon Fan, being part of the Petricollective ever since I started to watch the show, so I sure as hell will not complain but… it is important to remember the show is called “Fionna and Cake” and not “Fionna and Cake and Simon”.

I can see the idea being that Simon works as more of a ‘link’ between regular ‘Adventure Time’ and ‘Fionna and Cake’. You know, he’s a fan-favorite and the one major ‘loose thread’ in the original show that can draw old fans into this series which is mostly an all-new cast (considering the Fionnaworld Crew consider themselves to be distinctive from their old magical counterparts).... Kinda like he was the link between Fionnaworld and the rest of the Multiverse, actually. So he’s around as a major character for the first season and from then on he takes more of a secondary role. Since he is a good friend of F&C by this point and their main connection to Ooo, I doubt he’ll disappear completely, but he just might not be as central a character. Or maybe the theme of ‘Fionna and Cake’ is F&C teaming up with different Mainworld characters for different kinds of adventures? 

I mean, it still could go either way. Simon’s arc feels pretty well-concluded to me but the same is true for the Fionnaworld crew and… obviously they’re going to have more Character Stuff in the upcoming season and it’s the whole thing about how it’s important to make your character arcs feel concluded if you don’t know if you’re getting another season. We��ve talked about this already. 

And also… There is one aspect of Simon’s Problems at the start of the show that didn’t truly get to a satisfactory conclusion by the end of the first season. Namely, his loving-but-rocky relationships with both Marceline and Finn.

Like, y’know, he’s generally handling his Stuff better by the end of the season so I guess we can assume he’s also better at communicating with his loved ones but… it is very peculiar that we didn’t actually get to see it. Even as just a moment in his Happy Ending Montage when we see him hanging out and being happy with Finn and/or Marcy. Like, there is certainly a Point to be made about the importance of Simon making friends with people who didn’t know him much as Ice King for the sake of his recovery…

But the total absence of Finn and Marcy from Simon’s epilogue still feels… odd. So that could be something to return to in a future season. Like, I did speculate the F&C ‘format’ might be the Fionnaworld Crew + a different Mainworld character given focus every season. So maybe Simon’s still-not-fully-concluded interpersonal issues could be a launchpad to a F&C season with a primary focus on Finn and/or Marceline.

Finn and Fionna adventuring together would be pretty neat, and if we’re going to give more focus to Prismo’s Grief Problem, it would be very Thematically Appropriate. But also....confronting Finn’s own Jake Grief Problems is actually kinda challenging because we already had a whole special about it.

And that special is happening way way farther in the timeline and explicitly established that Finn never truly got over the grief of losing Jake.

So making an F&C adventure that tackles Finn’s grief in a satisfying manner without feeling it steps over Together Again’s toes… Well, it’s not impossible, but it is quite a tall feat.

Meanwhile, Marceline has less Obvious Issues That Need to Be Addressed right now but also… if we do have the Vampire King and/or the Star as a major threat for this new season, she would clearly be the one to get the Maximum Amount of Drama out of it, so…

Other Ooo Stuff

Okay, so speaking of Finn and things established early on in F&C which then didn’t really come back by the end of the first season, let’s talk a bit about the Heart of the Forest.

So this whole thing could be just a Joke. It could just be a gag about Finn disregarding Huntress Wizard’s warnings and taking his depressed middle-aged friend hiking in the Most Sacred and Ancient Forest in all of Ooo, as a joke. Haha, oh this Finn, so irresponsible! But also…

Finn and Simon were being watched. By a being wearing the same mask as the ‘Evil Bear’

But one that does not quite move like a bear world…

And then of course, this supposedly ‘Evil Bear’ only attacks Simon after he tries to get his little nerdy hands on this peculiar and important-looking tree. 

This really seems to have some implications that the ‘Evil Bear’ is not just one more random ‘evil’ monster that Finn and Simon stumbled across. That they might be some sort of Guardian for the Heart of the Forest, and that their shapeshifting abilities also extend to having some sort of humanoid form, and that they are not quite as monstrous or bestial or ‘evil’ as Finn pegged them out to be.

But all that happens is that Finn kills them, and then the whole matter is not brought up again…. Well, as of Season 1, that is…

So if we are doing some sort of Finn Focused Season, that might be something to bring up. Especially if it’s paired up with some of the Fionna/Hunter stuff I brought up above. 

Again, everything here is just Wild Wild Speculation at this point. This is just a bunch of Stuff that felt Weird resolution-wise in Season 1, and some loose ideas about how they might connect. If you guys have your own ideas and observations, I would love to hear them too!

[inevitably-johnlocked]

I’m so sorry if this question is ignorant or stupid I really just want to understand so I can become educated. When someone is asexual would they still gain something from reading explicit fic scenes? Again sorry if I’m ignorant

Hey Nonny *HUGS*

SO SORRY it took so long to reply to this one... Kind of started and then it got forgotten, and I am sorry for that. No better time than Ace Awareness Week to help you understand!!

So, short answer to your question, is YES, SOME aces do, whether to facilitate in self-pleasure, or because seeing their faves happy, or as placeholders because some aces take pleasure-by-proxy, or a variety of other reasons, it just simply makes some of us happy. You'd be surprised how many of those smutty authors are actually ace themselves. It's one of those funny misconceptions that aces are all woobie-uwu-innocent-pure-thoughts-only magical creatures, and I'm here to shatter that illusion... Aces are some of the smuttiest-minded people you will ever meet. Why, I have no idea, maybe it's because we don't fantasize about sex the same way allos do that we can come up with increasingly hornier ideas? LOL No idea.

The thing about asexuality is that it's a HUGE spectrum, and no one ace is exactly the same. A sex-negative ace might get something out of reading smut because it's not involving them. Or they might not at all. Same with sex-positive/neutral aces. It's ALL a matter of what makes us tick.

BUT here's where I go into my LONG answer, and get you REALLY into the Ace Lore™.

I want to introduce you to the microlabel of Aegosexuality (formerly autochorisexuality), which is a term that loosely translates to "sexuality with oneself". The expanded definition, from the Sexuality Wiki, bolding is mine:

It is [...] a disconnect between oneself and a sexual target/object of arousal; may involve sexual fantasies or arousal in response to erotica or pornography, but lacks desire to be an actual participant in the sexual activities therein.

Aegosexuals are known to:

Become aroused by sexual content (at times) without wanting to personally engage in sexual activities.

Masturbate, but feel neutral or repulsed by the idea of having sex with another person.

Fantasize about sex (with varying frequency), but envision people other than themselves, and/or view it in third person, as if watching it on TV, instead of imagining it in the first person, through their own eyes.

Predominantly—or exclusively—fantasize about fictional characters or celebrities in place of people they know personally.

Identify as asexual, feeling little-to-no sexual attraction to people though enjoy masturbating (with varying frequency), are aroused by sexually explicit content, and/or fantasizing of such.

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Basically, smut turns them on, but some aces don't want to engage in the smut for-reals. This microlabel makes it ESPECIALLY confusing for newly-figured-out-aces because there hasn't been a lot of information about asexuality's huge spectrum until recently. Aegosexuals can initially believe that they AREN'T ace, BECAUSE they get turned on by porn or smutty stories, but then they're SUPER confused because the idea of having sex themselves is appalling or undesirable. It's a bizarre contradiction, understandably, to outsiders, but it makes COMPLETE sense once an ace figures this out, I promise you.

This is the microlabel I myself fall under. It's not from any trauma or past problems or medical issues. It's just me. That's it. And because of the confusion that this sexuality can bring, it often takes us a LOT longer to have ourselves figured out. For me, it was an accidental stumbling upon the "autochorisexual" label (before it became Aegosexual) and reading up on it that EVERYTHING fell into place. Before that, I thought I was maybe demisexual. After learning about it, I felt okay FINALLY calling myself ace, that I finally found the "right fit" for me. It was the piece of the puzzle that I was missing. I felt really liberated of my self-doubt after that.

And, of course, aros have their version as well called Aegoromantic, which is exactly the same but in a romantic sense.

Here are some more resources for Aegosexuality, if you'd like to learn more about this lesser-known branch on the spectrum:

What Does It Mean to Be Aegosexual? (Cosmopolitan US || November 24, 2022)

WHAT IS AEGOSEXUAL? MEANING, HISTORY, AND USAGE. (Gayety.co ||July 11, 2022)

History of Aegosexuality (The Michigan Gayly || February 1, 2021)

EVERYTHING YOU NEED TOO KNOW ABOUT AEGOSEXUALITY (Live Love LGBTQ+ Blog || October 27, 2017)

VIDEO: 5 Signs You Might Be Aegosexual (Lynn Saga, YouTube || August 6, 2022 || 6m20s)

VIDEO: What is Aegosexuality? | Aspec 101 (Slice Of Ace, YouTube || July 15, 2022 || 3m54s)

VIDEO: Asexual Identities: Aegosexuality (Ace Dad Advice, YouTube || May 22, 2022 || 12m27s)

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AGAIN, I'm SO sorry I put this ask off for SO long, but I'm glad that I did, so that I could educate you guys on my brand of Asexuality during Ace Awareness Week!

And, finally, no offence taken at ALL! I LOVE educating y'all about stuff I learned through my journey, and you were very respectful in your ask :)

Hope you are well, Nonny, and hope you're still here to see this 🖤💜

[toxicanonymity]

Hey, this person has directly credited you as their ideas for their character bots

https://poe.com/pedroxo

[ Background: an account made AI bots of my fics and others to various extents. I had an anxiety attack quietly watching Tumblr melt down over this topic. When the dust settled, this post was the first and last I said about it to address continued inquiries. ]

unauthorized AI Bots of fics

Thank you everyone who kindly let me know about the >25 unauthorized bots using content from my fics.

Listen, I strongly relate to the desire to talk to these characters - I've said it before. I appreciate how invested someone must be to go to all this effort, and I appreciate the credit. But it's not right and I'm not comfortable with it. You may not realize what it feels like to the writer. It feels like a violation.

Unfortunately, this wasn't the first incident for me. Someone once made a bot of my fic 4 days after I publicly said not to in response to an ask. I didn't find out until it had almost 1k "chats" and you'll see I use that term very loosely under the cut.

I've said don't do this, and it's in my masterlist. I've even shared my anxiety about being so slow to update that people take matters into their own hands. I'm not really sure what else to say. I'm tired.

Please don't do this. And when you see chatbots built on fics, please alert the writers.

IMPORTANT The bots are down. I don't want the person to be harassed - i think that's obvious based on my tone from the start.

Beyond these, there were more bots from night walks, slasher, and stepdad, ones from Raider and Speakeasy and even a few from hypotheticals I published like when stepdad goes to jail for indecent exposure or when you aren't getting wet for raider joel.

Night Walks: Original, Soaked

Left in Lincoln pt. 1; jalbird

Slasher: Midnight Tow, Stop Playing

Stepdad: Clock, Ring Doorbell

Sorry I was too overwhelmed to do the IMG text on each of these but it's basically just snippets from the works listed.

After being contacted, the person copied and pasted a message to multiple writers saying they were sorry, didn't know what they were doing, were deactivating their acct. They asked to spread their message, and said have an amazing day/night.

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Past Incident

IMGs: 1) I answered an ask August 16 saying no. The asker had "offered" to credit me. 2) August 20, someone made a bot without credit. This is worse imo and suggests trying to hide their actions.

I told a lot of people about this, but it was an isolated bot unlike the profile discovered 2/23.

IMG: comparison of left in lincoln text to the bot.IMG: A seven paragraph narrative bot output. Obviously failed my test if you've read the fic.

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ANYWAY

If you're not already on ao3, I recommend signing up. This isn't a threat to leave, but I may not put everything on Tumblr forever. My AO3 profile.

Edit: I like tumblr because I like answering lore and questions and getting thots, plus my blog is very multimedia with many awesome contributions from different people. Please help keep it that way, because your interaction is why I'm here. I value everyone's engagement here.

For many reasons, I'm less and less comfortable with Tumblr being the primary home for all my writing. I'm aware people can still take things from AO3, but not as easily. I'm trying to be nice by preemptively suggesting people sign up on AO3 if they want to read everything. If it's not worth the trouble to you, just don't do it.

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Ty very much to those who have been supportive and checked on me. It means a lot. I will admit this made me put on a hat and cry in public lol.

feel free to rb this because idk if everyone realizes the extent of this or how jarring it can look.

[thefirstknife]

I'm gonna be 100% real with you in that this is an entirely earnest question and not meant to be me throwing shade or being obtuse in any way.

Osiris is Jewish? I missed this in lore somewhere probably?

Yep! In the opening cutscene to Curse of Osiris, Osiris briefly curses in a non-English language when trying to arrange the cubes. The language spoken is Hebrew! This is due to his voice actor, Oded Fehr, who is Jewish and from Israel and naturally speaks Hebrew. Here's my other post about it!

If it had been just his VA being Jewish, we could speculate about it, but Osiris speaking Hebrew is canon due to this cutscene; they let Oded say this and also kept the line in. This makes him Egyptian Jewish and canonically speaking at least three languages: English, Hebrew (cutscene) and Arabic (the word "sagira" is Arabic for "little one"). Here's also a link to the old Curse of Osiris reveal stream where the devs said that "really early on we made a commitment, we wanted to make sure he was Middle Eastern and he's actually even voiced by Oded Fehr." This shows that his heritage and little details surrounding him are very much relevant.

A lot of Destiny storytelling about heritage is told through names and languages as little details to pick up on. For example, Elsie Bray is very much heavily implied to be Muslim. Back with Beyond Light lore, we got a lot of details about the Bray family, including Sylvie Bray, the mother of Elsie, Willa and Alton. She was shown speaking English and French (+ a single Italian word), and Elsie was shown replying to her using French and the specifically Muslim term "inshallah" which is Arabic. This is repeated in Lightfall's Collector's Edition in Elsie's booklet, showing that Elsie followed the same faith as her mother, or at least honored it:

"Oh daughter," Mom squeezes me tight "You can't make them love you, inshallah. You have to let go."— The horror consumed her as easily as the Stasis. She felt like a frightened child cast loose in the wind. Alone. Every assertion of control met by a temper tantrum in the face of a hurricane…. "Inshallah." She half-remembered her mother's words, and let go.

Words hadn't saved her, or her mother's faith.

Adding this mostly to show how details about names and languages are used to tell us information without having to spell it out directly, but rather to add to the storytelling. This means that these details about Osiris aren't just random, or at least their outcome isn't, now that it's been allowed to become canon through one of the most important cutscenes.

[forlorn-crows]

𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒚 5: 𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒔

words: 911 pairing(s): mountain + hank the raccoon/juniper the cat catch up on the hank lore [here] and [here] and [here]

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A thumbtack. An acorn. A loose ribbon. A big lilypad snatched from the lake. Pebbles, flowers, and petrified chips. Even a lost earring without its twin, the worn gold star glinting from where it’s buried in the pile of random trash and trinkets.

Mountain stares. The only reason he noticed it at all was because he had to scoot out the storage cabinet to get to the stone planters. He sets down the tower of pots he was shuffling from one end of the greenhouse to the other and wipes his hands on his apron. Curiosity reels him in; he squats down to inspect the squirreled-away pile of things at closer proximity. 

The little stash is actually quite unique. Hardly any duplicate objects besides the pebbles—even the dried blooms differ from each other. Mountain pokes around some of the objects with his finger, rummaging for the more buried items. A broken plastic bubble wand. A scrunchie. Part of a grucifix. A cork. Even a guitar pick. And . . . are those . . ?

“My glasses?!” Mountain frees them from the pile and stares at everything open-mouthed. He’s been looking for them for weeks; swore he left them in here, just on the bench, but when he had come back the next day they were gone. He had come to terms with having to get a new pair (though he quite liked these ones)—and yet, here they are.

There’s a rustling behind him, and when a round little body toddles up to him, the puzzle pieces click into place.

“Hank,” the earth ghoul accuses. He dangles the pair of readers in front of the raccoon’s twitching nose. “Why’d you steal my glasses, dude?”

Hank chitters and whips his fluffy tail back and forth, ears pinning back to his head. 

Mountain sighs and offers him a scritch under the chin. Too cute to stay mad. “I’ve been blindly potting flowers for many days, little one,” he scolds, albeit with a kinder tone. 

The animal squawks and pushes past Mountain’s legs to his trinket stash. He whines when he sees the state of it, all scattered about and disorganized.

“Well you can’t blame me for wanting to look,” the earth ghoul defends himself. “You’re not stealing from other people, are you?”

Hank screeches at the accusation.

“Sorry, sorry. Just me then, hm?” He gets screeched at again and bapped in the shin with Hank’s tail. 

Lucifer give him strength, he’s arguing with a raccoon. “Okay, let’s just say you found them, then.”

Hank is pleased with this answer. He chirps and begins to re-arrange his items. 

“Why do you have all this anyway? I mean, I’m a lover of a good trinket myself, but you aren’t exactly the collecting type of species . . . also I’m not sure that all of these things count as trinkets.”

The animal gives him the best side-eye a raccoon can muster.

“Hank, there’s a dead bumblebee in here.”

If a raccoon could roll its eyes and lift its chin indignantly, Hank would do that. Instead, he chitters what can only be a string of small mammalian passive aggressive statements. 

“There’s no need for such language.”

Hiss. Chirp chirp. 

Mountain rubs at the bridge of his nose. “I’m not saying you can’t—listen. Little one. My darling. Little. Creature.” He emphasizes each word with a sigh, chopping his pressed-together palms down as punctuation. Hank stops fussing with his objects and looks at the earth ghoul with those black little orbs. “Could we, perhaps, just find a better place for them? Put them somewhere I’m not going to accidentally crush them with an old armoire, yeah?” 

The animal screes happily, bouncing over to the earth ghoul and standing up with his little hands outstretched. Mountain snorts and picks him up, rising back up to his feet and flipping him over to rub his belly. 

“Why do you have to be so cute?” he asks, playfully pinching under Hank’s chin. The raccoon only kicks up a scratchy purr in response, swatting at Mountain’s wrists weakly. Mountain bounces him like a baby for a few moments before setting him down again, glancing around for something to use for his friend’s treasures. 

“Hm. I think there’s an old basket or . . . something around here,” he mumbles. He taps his hands on his apron as he scans the rows of tables and shelves. No . . . no . . . no. Suddenly, Mountain stops. Scrunches his face up and turns back towards Hank fully confused.

“Why are you hoarding things anyway?”

As if to answer his question, Juniper squeezes her way through the back door. Mountain had put a kitty door in it for her and Hank—though, Hank still prefers to force himself through the gap in the opposite corner of the green house where the windows have bowed out throughout the years. 

The white cat offers a mrrow in greeting, striding up to the both of them with an unbothered, graceful aire. Hank chitters excitedly and bounds over to his pile of trinkets, quickly selecting a mystery bauble between his thin little paws. He shoves it in his mouth and runs over to her side, chirping in greeting and dropping the object at her feet.

A close-to-fresh dandelion. Juniper mrrp’s at the gift and leans down to inspect it, the buttercup yellow petals tickling her nose. She seems pleased with the gift and rubs her cheek affectionately against Hank's with a purr. Two little unlikely lovebirds.

“Ah. Should have guessed that’s who those were for . . .”

𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 ✿

[floacy]

I've been think about qJaiden, now that she is canonically gone, and man, was her lore so good. Ever since Bobby died and Jaiden decided that her cubito is gona get all of the worst - moreover she did!

And I've been listening to the fnaf song "It's been so long", so here's how I see it.

"I don't know what I was thinking Leaving my child behind Now I suffer the curse and now I am blind With all this anger, guilt and sadness Coming to haunt me forever I can't wait for the cliff at the end of the river"

Both of these song are about mother loosing a child - obviously. It's truly heartbreaking that Bobby died while Jaiden was away. The line "I don't know what I was thinking. Leaving my child behind" I could see it as Jaiden regretting leaving Bobby at the dungeon where they last met after his death. "I can't wait for the cliff at the end of the river" qJaiden had confirmed depression as far as I've seen on the wiki

"Is this revenge I am seeking? Or seeking someone to avenge me? Stuck in my own paradox, I wanna set myself free Maybe I should chase and find Before they'll try to stop it It won't be long before I'll become a puppet"

Jaiden was aware that Cucurucho might be using her, but chose to trust him.

It's been so long Since I last have seen my son lost to this monster To the man behind the slaughter Since you've been gone I've been singing this stupid song so I could ponder The sanity of your mother I wish I lived in the present With the gift of my past mistakes But the future keeps luring in like a pack of snakes Your sweet little eyes, your little smile is all I remember Those fuzzy memories mess with my temper

All I can remember is Jaiden with Chayanne at the dock singing part while Philza built his beach house.

:( Bobby

Justification is killing me But killing isn't justified What happened to my son? I'm terrified It lingers in my mind And the thought keeps on getting bigger I'm sorry my sweet baby, I wish I've been there"

I'd like to think of it specifically in terms of purgatory, when her bodies littered the ground.

And the last words just feel like a goodbye.

It's not much but it feels fitting

[sombredancer]

Recent visually beautiful and generally watchable Russian fantasy movies

(because I start forgetting they exist at all) Ironically, all of them are adaptations of books/comics.

I Am Dragon / Он — дракон (2015) This movie is a very free adaptation of the novel "The Rite" / "Ритуал" by Maryna and Serhiy Dyachenko (Марина и Сергей Дяченко). It's a reinterpreting of an ancient tale about a maiden, a hero and a dragon. I don`t like the novel because it's very postmodern, wracks the typical fairytale plot and hurts my escapist feelings by ugly reality, but the movie is pretty fairytale-ish and nice. Firstly, it is visually beautiful and represent Slavic pseudo-medieval lore the way it should have always been in Slavic fantasy.

Secondly, as a love story between a monster and a maiden, it has got A PLENTY of tropes I'm usually looking for in Chinese dramas, so I understand very well why it was pretty popular in Asia.

Thirdly, when I said it's visually beautiful I wasn't joking. The main hero is played not by an actor, but by a male model, who is shirtless all the time (and sometimes pantless) and has a very fit and good-looking body. It's something unbelievable that someone in Russia made a movie to please women's eyes! Really, it's insane!

The folk-rock band Мельница wrote an insanely beautiful song "Обряд" (The Rite) for this movie (more matched to the book plot, though), but it was never used as OST, which is a shame. The song is about a black sheep girl, who is denied by society and asks a dragon to come for her and to take her away, because the dragon is denied by this world just like her. You can listen to it here. The band also has a song "Змей" (The Wyrm) (based on Lev Gumilev's poem), which is more accurate to the plot of the movie: the wyrm kidnaps maidens to make them its wives, but they are all dying during the flight; at the end of the song a hero-knight is ready to shoot it in order to stop it. Listen to it here.

It ends with HE, which is better than the book's obscure ending, so it is pleasure for me to rewatch it till these days.

Major Grom: Plague Doctor / Майор Гром: Чумной Доктор (2021)

It is an adaptation of Russian comic series "Major Grom" by Bubble comics. I am traditionally not very happy with the source material, but it is very good reworked to be the screen play of this movie.

It's very beautifully made in terms of director's, cameraman's and screenwriter's work, which is a rare thing for Russian movies. Also, the actors are young and handsome, especially the villain, which is a rare thing not only for Russian movies, but for the current Western movies, too. It has got a lot of allusions to Russian reality and a lot of beautiful views of Saint Petersburg, the second capital of Russia and one of the most beautiful Russian cities. And it has got some unusual visual solutions that turn it into a comic it should be.

The plot revolves around a mysterious serial killer (kinda bad Batman), a black sheep police officer and Russian Mark Zuckerberg (kind of). Mark Zuckerberg is the best guy of this movie and I like him a lot! Серёёёёжа! 🧡🧡🧡

This movie wasn't popular in Russia because of political situation in the country by the moment of its release (the both sides found out in there something insulting for them and banned it), but even if it has something like that, I honestly didn't pay attention to it. It's just a nice blockbuster with a tragic and handsome villain. The villain also has got his own BL-drama (in the comics they are really lovers, it`s as obvious as it could be shown in a Russian comic).

By the way, the villain is hot, insane, ruthless, sensitive and suffering. How does he contain all of this character treats in one personality? you may ask. He doesn`t. He has dissociative identity disorder, I would answer.

I don`t know if it works by now, but some time ago you could watch this lovely movie on Netflix.

The Master and Margarita / Мастер и Маргарита (2024) This is a loose adaptation of Russian classical novel "The Master and Margarita" by Mikhail Bulgakov. I genuinely hate this book, but the adaptation reinterprets it, divides it into very interesting layers and makes it understandable and beautiful.

It`s layered, so it will probably be hard to understand what layer are we currently on if you are not familiar with the original story. The first layer is an ugly Soviet reality, the second layer is a plot of the novel that the main hero is writing, a story within a story. The third layer is the insane intertwining of the first two layers. On the reality layer the Master loses his job and freedom because of friend's denunciation and becomes star-crossed lovers with a married woman. On the novel level he meets devil, who visits Moscow by chance, and the devil gives him and his woman opportunity to live their lives being free from everything that usually tortures people IRL. Somewhere among those layers is a little plot about Jesus and Pontius Pilate.

The movie is visually beautiful. Although it feels pretty anti-Soviet, Soviet visuals of the movie are gorgeous. There were used the Stalin-times concepts of Moscow of the Future, the CGI buildings in frame came from the real architecture projects of those times. The Stalin Empire architecture style and views are typical for Moscow (but as I know, ironically, this all was shot in Saint Petersburg). It seems to me that this movie is heavily stuffed with visual allusions to the Western works: devil's escort looks like bunch of Pennywises, Margarita is Enchantress from Suicide Squad I, the scene of blood dripping is from Blade I etc. Usually, when I see it in Russian movies, it feels like plagiarism because I can recognize the reference but there is nothing except for these references . But here we have got the plot, so the allusions work as allusions and don`t irritate me.

The movie is dark, disturbing, uncomfortable. It really makes you feel as if you watch devil and his escort marching around you; they ravage, kill and destroy everything and you can only breathlessly, helplessly and in fear watch them. The German actor playing devil is insanely good. He stole the movie and I understand why it should have been named Woland (the devil's name) instead of the current movie's name. You may want to watch it, because it's very unusual in terms of plot and visuals experience, especially when you are not familiar with the book.

[dreamsicle262]

My personal merfolk lore

Not a fan of the tagging system, so I'm just gonna say some things here. There's not really much violence graphically described in this post, but there are mentions of humans eating merfolk or otherwise preparing and using them as a food source, as well as putting them into aquariums for entertainment or keeping them as pets and likely not treating them well. I'm pretty sure that would be the only part of this that might make some readers uncomfortable, so stay safe, and enjoy.

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Merfolk originated from humans many decades ago when coastal societies began to gradually develop features for aquatic living. This occurred faster on island countries⎯especially those that were small⎯and also societies living near the ocean. To some extent, this also occurred in people living near other bodies of water, like lakes or rivers, but it took more time for merfolk to evolve for living in freshwater. Over the passage of time, merfolk became their own genetically diverse and entirely separate species, and therefore lost the ability to be able to successfully procreate with humans, not that any of them wanted to anyways. More on the relationship between humans and merfolk later.

As for physical descriptions of these creatures, it largely depends on what fish they are based off of. Size wise, they are on average slightly larger than the average human, and that also applies to weight, since their tails are considerably heavy and can be used to swat things away or even sink ships if necessary. They do grow hair, are endotherms (or, in simpler terms, warm-blooded), and actually do produce milk for their young, so they are mammals. Generally, they have fins on the sides of their head they can move to express themselves, inner ears like most aquatic life, and sharper teeth than humans. Their skin is composed much like human skin, and gradually becomes more scaly the closer you get to their lower half where their tail is, which normally starts at the waist. Merfolk tails cannot move the exact way that human legs can, as their bones are different, so they can’t bend them at a ninety degree angle; if this is the case, then their tail is most likely just broken and they are in considerable pain. They have gills on the sides of their neck, and fins along their spine, sides, and tail. They also have fins on their forearms, starting from their elbow and almost reaching their wrist, and webbed hands for swimming. Notably, instead of having normal fingernails, they have claws on the ends of their fingers.

Biologically male merfolk tend to have a sheath where their reproductive organs are, and have all of it situated internally. It is covered by a patch of loose scales that can be moved to reveal an opening. They have retractor muscles. This is all I'm saying on this matter. Think dog anatomy, sort of. Biologically female merfolk just have something similar, just without the exact parts biologically male merfolk have, obviously. Merfolk can also spontaneously transition if they wish to. Nature does it all the time, so why not have them do it under the right conditions? It requires some effort though, and this is put in place to prevent unwanted transitions (although they could easily transition back with those same conditions, so it's not that big of a deal).

Internally, they do have lungs, although those are hardly ever used in favor of breathing through gills. However, if a merperson breaches the water to look above it, then they can switch to using their lungs briefly. They usually avoid going above the waves or out of water at all, due to the dangers associated with it. If a merperson is out of water and on land for too long, their skin and scales dry out and it becomes painful to try and drag themselves around since it starts peeling away with their movements. It also becomes painful to breathe, as even though they don’t necessarily use their gills above water, they still flex from time to time, and dry gills hurt when they move. Most beached merfolk can, with some difficulty, drag themselves back into the ocean, but not all of them are lucky. Many common deaths on land include blood loss due to their skin/scales peeling off, starvation, or dehydration, but in the case that they are found by humans, a much worse fate awaits them.

Merfolk have specialized vocal cords that allow them to be able to produce sounds that serve as echolocation for them, and can allow them to travel through dimly lit areas, as well as communicate with each other. Since other sounds don’t pass through water as fast and voices are muffled, merfolk tend to not speak any known human dialect, and instead have their own tongue. It is possible for them to speak this out of water as well, although any human bystanders will likely not be able to understand what they are saying. It also may sound unpleasant, since it largely sounds like gurgling (ex: oOoOOoo). Their eyes are also special in the sense that they have slit pupils, allowing more light to enter them. Another fun fact about merfolk is that their skeletal structure in their hips has vestigial ball socket joints left over from when they evolved from humans, and their coccyx (aka their tailbone) is actually what evolved into a fish tail over time.

There are two distinct types of merfolk: those who give live birth to their offspring, and those that lay eggs and protect their young contained within those membranes. The former is made up of the more older breeds of merfolk that evolved long before their more modern counterparts did, whereas the latter consists of the newer breeds of merfolk. These two types are not separate species, and can reproduce together, but the method that the offspring are brought into the world is dependent on the individual merperson who is bearing the offspring. For example, if they were a dolphin merperson, they would give live birth, but if they were a salmon merperson, they would lay eggs.

Merfolk reproduction is strikingly similar to humans in the sense that a pregnancy lasts roughly nine months and commonly involves one embryo, but it is different in the sense that the produced offspring is immediately able to swim upon being born. The child is generally more capable of reacting to danger and much more independent than a human child is, but still does require some support from their parents in order to survive. The average lifespan of a merperson is only about in their mid to late fifties or so, making it about twenty years shorter than the average lifespan of a human. Still, merfolk reach sexual maturity in their adolescent years, and are not generally expected to find a partner to procreate with too quickly. Merfolk that lay eggs differ in the child bearing process based on method alone, but otherwise end up with offspring that are just as capable as those that were given birth to. The eggs get fertilized before being laid though, as opposed to being laid first and then getting fertilized later. (<- I’m sure that everyone who makes an oc off of all this lore will definitely be responsible when incorporating this little tidbit. /sarc)

The kind of society that the merfolk live in depends heavily on their method of child bearing, considering how dangerous the ocean is. An average merfolk clutch can be anywhere from one to five eggs, and these eggs look similar to normal fish spawn, but much larger. A good size estimate would be volleyball at its earliest stage of growth, and a basketball near the time of hatching. Egg laying merfolk commonly travel in pods/schools (the term can be used interchangeably) and are generally distrustful of outsiders, preferring to keep moving instead of stopping for long periods of time. However, they will occasionally stop in estuaries or shallow waters to rest, if only for a little while. Estuaries are popular as places for species of aquatic life to rear their young, and merfolk in general are no different in this sense, since most do make trips to these places at some point in their lifetime.

Mothers with eggs or young children (referred to affectionately as guppies), injured merfolk, as well as the pod’s elderly, will remain in the innermost portion of the pod, whereas any able-bodied merfolk will remain on the outside. Most roles can be filled by both sexes; there’s very little, if any, discrimination on who is suited for what role. These pods can be composed of members from the same family group, or stragglers who have lost their previous pod. Generally, only egg-laying merfolk travel in the schools, and it is uncommon to see a merperson who is capable of giving live birth among their ranks.

Merfolk who give live birth are usually capable of settling down and forming underwater cities, and therefore have more structured societies than the nomadic lifestyle of egg-laying merfolk. Cities are composed of a fine mix of egg-laying merfolk, and merfolk who give live birth, since oftentimes egg-laying merfolk see these cities as safe havens for them. Most merfolk do prefer shallow to semi-deep waters, as the open ocean is largely inhospitable to them and most sea life. Despite being called a city, these societies are usually not very large, and few and far inbetween. They are usually situated nearby coral reefs, although cities in the Abyss are not unheard of. Abyssal merfolk have largely been cast away from contemporary merfolk society due to the civil war between them and ‘Surface’ merfolk, or those who are closer to the surface of the water. Once again, more on that later.

Merfolk will live in underwater caves that are either natural or made by themselves via burrowing. They will also scavenge resources from shipwrecks for many things for a variety of uses, and even live in shipwrecks themselves at times. Coral reefs are teeming with life and are magnificent hunting grounds, as well as optimal for egg laying or giving birth, depending on the type of merperson. Merfolk also live in every kind of water: from saltwater, to brackish, to freshwater. Very few live in frigid waters, but the species has seen some migration towards those areas, along with suitable evolutionary traits for them to survive in such conditions. Orca merpeople are among the different merfolk breeds that can be found in arctic regions. Similarly, there are very few merfolk residing in the deep sea due to the high water pressure and oppressive darkness that can be found there, but some have made survival down in the depths work out.

Merfolk diets can range anywhere from typical seafood (fish, crustaceans, mollusks, aquatic mammals, etc.) to aquatic plant life (seaweed, kelp, seagrass, etc.). Some merfolk, like leech merfolk, latch onto other creatures by biting them and drinking their blood, and these merfolk do act like vampires, so they may bite other merpeople as well. Due to the nature of their lifestyles, merfolk populations would likely not be able to support filter feeders, so they unfortunately do not exist. Merfolk based on filter feeders in their body structures usually eat fish and plants much like other merfolk do. Similarly to humans, merfolk are omnivores, and benefit from a well balanced diet, although some have more carnivorous dietary needs than others. Merfolk are also opportunistic, and will feed on dead whales and other corpses when available. Humans are not exempt from this, whereas other merfolk are. Cannibalism is exceedingly rare except for in the most dire situations, and is usually a desperate last resort. Typically, merfolk bury their dead as best as they can, and leave a marker there, similar to how humans do so.

Despite living in the ocean, merfolk do have a well defined culture. Elders are greatly respected in merfolk society for living so long, and most traditions and tales are passed down generations orally or through writing (or carving things in this case since they can’t have paper). Stories are either etched into their cave walls in the merfolk written language that consists of runes, stone tablets, bits of driftwood or debris from sunken ships, or bones. Some even use clay tablets if they are fortunate enough to be in an area to leave those out to bake in the sun. Oftentimes, it takes many rounds of baking and packing more clay onto the tablet to make them layered, and therefore sturdy enough to withstand being underwater. Written words that have started to erode away will be carved into what they were on again to ensure that it is still legible.

Merfolk use sand dollars as currency, and merfolk businesses will frequently have small enclosures where they keep these sand dollars. They will occasionally let customers stick a webbed hand in to gently pet them, although sometimes these small animals need reasonable breaks from affection. Sand dollars also have the added benefit of being cute, thereby attracting more business. During feeding time, they will let these small creatures free roam and eat things off the floor, or move on their sides to filter the water around them out. Other times, they feed them by sprinkling tiny bits of fish or plant life into the enclosure. The larger a sand dollar is, the more it’s worth. Differently colored sand dollars also have different values as well. Sand dollar skeletons are the least valued form of a sand dollar in terms of it being used as currency to pay for something. Sand dollars are also useful to prepare for danger, since if they happen to detect something off in the water, they will burrow under the sand and serve as a visual cue that the merfolk in the area need to be on high alert. Outside of using sand dollars as currency, merfolk also frequently barter or trade for goods, meaning that their society isn’t totally based on the economy. Sand dollar populations also benefit from having merfolk protection, so this lessens their chances to become endangered or extinct. When one dies, it receives a proper burial just like a beloved pet might.

Merfolk are capable of making weapons like spears or daggers by taking shed shark teeth, sharpened bones, sharp seashells, or stone carved into spearheads or blades and tying it securely to a stick. Sometimes, this stick is also carved with markings to differentiate it as a weapon instead of a mere blade on a stick. Abyss merfolk have access to deep sea hydrothermal vents, and can actually become blacksmiths involved in metallurgy. How they use raw metal ores in their weaponry is simple. They have coverings or gloves for their hands and arms from the fat of other animals, and they hold the metal over the hot vent until it becomes malleable for them to shape themselves. Due to their unconventional method of running a smithy despite having no access to fire, Abyss merfolk are also capable of making armor, as well as other metal things, whereas Surface merfolk primarily rely on the bones or scales of other creatures being shaped, carved, and put together in a way that serves as armor. Scale armor is set up similarly to chainmail, in a sense. Bones are used in it to give it shape and form, so it’s a framework for the armor to allow it to be worn.

Merfolk are not strictly religious, but have a sense of religious reverence for the ocean, as well as the moon due to its association with the changing of the tides. Some merfolk also take up human religions sometimes. Nature is a heavily respected subject in merfolk society, since they depend on it to survive so much, making it worthy of praise in their eyes. Merfolk sometimes breach the surface of the water at night to sing due to its cultural importance of talking to the moon, not to attract humans to eat (although if any of them do come along, the merperson would be a fool not to kill and eat what is basically a free meal).

Much like humans, merfolk enjoy gifts. Different gifts have different meanings to them, however. Sand dollars, and pretty rocks and seashells are great gifts. Gifts of half-eaten fish or outright fish bones are a sign of either anger, hatred, distrust, or an implied death threat. Dead fish gifts themselves aren’t seen as bad, as long as they haven’t been tampered with in any way (being prepared and put together in a dish is an exception; merfolk would absolutely love to be given a full course meal) Any other gifts would probably be neutral.

Pearls as gifts are especially precious, but are only used in a few contexts, and the meaning varies based on how they are presented to the merperson receiving the gift. Naturally occurring pearls not formed inside a mollusk are the most valued pearls, whereas pearls that are produced by mollusks are still exceedingly rare, but only a little less valuable. Various colors are appreciated as well (yes they can kinda have different colors). The bigger the pearl, the more valuable it is, as well as the feelings that it’s supposed to convey.

Pearls are gifted to merfolk by others of their kind, and are usually shared to show romantic attraction with the recipient, but can also be gifted platonically as well. Usually, smaller pearls are for more platonic matters, but a big pearl can be gifted as well, alongside a clarification that it is intended as nothing romantic in nature. In courtship, when a merperson finds a pearl, they present it to whoever they wish to impress, and then the other person is presented with a decision. If they keep it, it means that they didn’t reject their gifter’s feelings, but if it is discarded or destroyed, then they have most certainly rejected them. This first pearl is like asking someone to date in human terms. A second pearl will be given at a later date to ask for engagement, and if their partner reciprocates it with a pearl of their own at some point, then the couple will be considered engaged.

The third pearl is considered the most important, as it requires two components: the pearl, and a mollusk. Once the pearl has been acquired, it is placed inside a clam or oyster. The merperson then approaches their engagement partner, and opens it in a fashion that is not unlike proposing in humans, but without the ‘bending the knee and getting on the ground’ fiasco.

Abyss merfolk and Surface merfolk had a major falling out a long time ago over which part of the ocean was safer: the deep sea, or everywhere else. This argument grew into a war that led to a substantial loss of life on both sides, and lasted five whole years. Eventually, after human activity ramped up in areas where merfolk lived, the two groups were forced to reach a compromise and form a treaty, lest their numbers dwindle even more. Merfolk were already probably endangered by that point, anyways. The two groups still have tensions towards each other, but respect the treaty and don’t attack. Abyss merfolk are perfectly able to swim up if they wish, but mostly keep to themselves in the deep sea cities and rarely contact the Surface merfolk. They sort of have an isolationist policy, but will still regulate trade between Surface merfolk groups.

Merfolk relations with humans are terrible. Humans will regularly fish in waters with large nets that capture both merfolk and the fish they eat, leading to population issues. Furthermore, they do not release these merfolk, and are perfectly fine with taking them to the mainland in order to cut them up in fish markets and such. Merfolk meat is considered a fine delicacy, and is extremely pricey since they’re rare catches usually. Merfolk are priced by age, with younger merfolk being less expensive, and older merfolk costing more. Younger merfolk are more commonly caught, while older merfolk are not. Merfolk eggs have also been in danger when it concerns humans, as they can be collected and used as caviar in dishes. Similarly, this can also be pricey. Beached merfolk found by humans will usually be either slaughtered for food purposes or research, or be forcibly put into aquariums for visitors to gawk at.

Merfolk in aquariums are often forced to perform, and aren’t treated well by the human staff members. Merfolk that become visibly depressed or try to kill themselves by ramming into the side of their glass enclosure are usually harshly punished for not being eye catching to the visitors. Other times, they are put into lab settings where they are forced to produce more merfolk for study, or as a cruel way of humans attempting to effectively farm merfolk meat. To prevent themselves from self harming or willingly clawing themselves to death, merfolk are commonly declawed. Their teeth may be sanded down in some way to make them less sharp and less dangerous as well. Some people also opt to keep merfolk as exotic pets.

In the case they are caught and killed, merfolk are subject to being prepared by humans. This involves slicing them in half at where their tail begins, decapitating them, and then proceeding to debone them and take out any non edible bits (like some organs) Essentially, they are field dressed. Both halves of the merperson are prepared separately, and will be used. It is not uncommon to see these brutal displays in fish markets.

Merfolk take great care to avoid humans at all costs, but are capable of defending themselves if need be. They will also swarm any form of boat if it gets too close to a merfolk city or hunting grounds, drowning the crew and making holes in the hull of the vessel. Once again, being opportunistic, they will not waste any dead humans that they manage to kill.

There are many misconceptions of merfolk being able to draw humans in with their voices. This is not fully true. The combination of human curiosity and stupidity is what draws them in after they’ve heard beautiful singing and see gleaming scales off in the distance, but there’s no especially strong urge that causes them to seek out merfolk. Merfolk do not generally have magic, but they do have unique skills that vary based on the kind of merperson. Merfolk are capable of screeching loud enough to damage a human's eardrums, however. This is likely where the siren misconception originates from as well.

Merfolk can also be subject to some human diseases, as well as some diseases that affect fish. This can also apply to some parasites. Furthermore, the Great Pacific trash pile is like the slums to their kind.

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That should be all. If there are any questions, feel free to ask.

[deafsignifcantother]

When he's more gentle (nsfw)

♥ relationships: Valentino x extremely religious, deaf female reader

♥ word count: 2.5k

♥ warnings: he's still vaguely aggressive, lots of god talk, probably not ‘lore’ accurate, reader is mentioned being a drug snorter, lots of religious talk, oral both ways, consensual!, use of the word daddy

♥ VAL IS IN LOVE OKAY!!!

It's similar to a bullet wound, to you, anyway. It's an urge that sucks the energy from your cells like a virus ravaging your solemn mind like a mad dog. It's a question of control and vice. What God-loving person would fall for temptation - letting it drag you under like quicksand? Seeing him like this has your rosary calling out to you. The beads keep memories of your blasphemy, for the helpless look in your eyes whenever he used to grab your face with inhumane aggression. Back then, you get dressed in the morning; his room is dark, and the light that peaks under his door illuminates your ankles. The glow reveals only your wrists when you slide your underwear up. He watches with unprincipled eyes.

So maybe you are not as holy as you once intended. Your body is God's temple, and yet you still indulge in things like the buzz gifted by snorting goods he passes to you: abundant and frequent debauchery. When he first kissed you, that caused you to flinch. More recently, you snort ardently; this is what it means to give in to temptation. The longer you stay here in Hell, the farther you stray from understanding the words of God. You put your entire soul into forgiving God for putting you down here.

Oh, how the Book of Leviticus reads clearly in your head whenever you move down his body.

"Are you fine?" You sign, hovering over his horizontal body. His breathing quickens, and his smile grows. Why are you asking such a thing? His eyes, hooking around the band of his pants, fall to your fingers. At the silent stare, you pull away, but as soon as you do, he props himself up on his elbow.

"Yes," he says, signing with one hand. "Touch me, baby."

And then later, after your mouth makes him cum, he sits up. "Sin is such a fascinating concept," he says before busying his hand with his long whatever the fuck he smokes out of.

Sex is something he hasn't shared with you at this point. The reason is your mental blockage - in terms of how damned can I get, you've already made it. He's offered his mouth just as much as you have, and his body is no stranger to your hands. Something is worrying, no - not worrying - condemning about committing religious treason. Every touch strikes you with anxiety.

ღ

You wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him - the kiss is short. He prefers running his tongue over your body to kissing.

The two of you stand close in his room, his body free from his belt from your doing, his shoulders squared with tension. His black button-up is tight around his biceps but loose around his waist where you've unbuttoned it. It isn't until you press your kisses into his chest, buttering up his senses, that he grabs onto you and practically throws you on the bed; you scoot to where your head can rest on the pillow before he can trap you under him. He smiles when you jump at his sudden hands on your pants. He wriggles your pants off while your eyes wander the room, nervously avoiding his hungry stare. With his hands continuing to unbutton your shirt, he takes an uncharacteristic gentle initiative and pulls off your shirt. He focuses on the now calm look on your face.

It's like redemption, dragging you deeper into the fire. His fingers sculpt your chest, grabbing every inch of the skin leading from your collarbones to your pelvis. He suddenly holds onto your wrist and rolls over, pulling you on top of him. He's hard - you can feel it under you. The only thing interrupting the contact of your bottom halves is both of your underwear. A moment passes where you both acknowledge this, the slow flutter of your hips making his lips part before he matches your movements in a slow rocking. Slow. While being with you, he's found a fascination with slowness. He initially hated the teasing until he realized that you were teasing yourself. 

I want more, he thinks. Don't make me take it.

His initiative is what you were waiting for. He leans up and takes his underwear off. You can hardly get a look at him before he grabs your band and pulls your underwear down to your thighs. You lift your legs, taking them off. In the light, your cheeks glow red. It's embarrassing - shameful, your body being revealed to him. 

His big hands grip above your knees, nails digging into your skin when he grabs his dick and puts it against your stomach. His mouth waters in hunger, and with anticipation, his stomach tightens. He pumps his dick while staring at your chest, his knuckles grazing the skin of your stomach every time he moves his hands. You can feel him, warm and thickened, pleasuring himself to your body. Your eyes stay locked to him, his hurried breaths. Is he moaning, you wonder?

You look down at him and see yourself in the third person, and it makes him slow down when he watches you seemingly analyzing him. 

Is this what God intended for you? You watch him mutter to himself. The squeeze of your thighs gets his attention back into the moment.

"Sign." You say.

"You're not thinking about my dick." He signs with one hand, the other pushing his cock against your stomach.

"Romans," you fingerspell the name with a sly smile. "Chapter 8, verse 31." Your following words comes out as PSE, neither ASL nor SEE:

"What, then, shall we say in response to those things? If God is for us, who can be against us?" The us you use is two-of-us. All he can do is nod, smiling devilishly. He lifts you off and stands from the bed, back facing you, naked and confident. You see his scarred back when he walks towards the light switch; two switches are lighting up his room. He flicks one off, and you try to get his attention, but he ignores you when you snap your fingers. As bare as the first humans, he stands in front of the switches, his chest facing you now, eyes finally meeting yours.

"I will show you God tonight."

The last source of light diminishes into nothing. In the darkness were deprivation and depravity. There's no sign of him. Only the beating of your heart, the vibration in your body - can he feel those vibrations too? He leans into the bed, and that's the only signal you get before he pulls both of your ankles. He drags you further down, parting your legs and kissing down your stomach, hardly giving you the time to process what is happening. He hardly gives you the time to breathe. You buck against him, pussy warm and hard against his collarbones. The underneath of his long tongue drags down your chest to your pelvis. When his lips abruptly and finally make contact with your clit you can feel his hums. His tongue shyly runs up you repeatedly, the pressure he sucks at only getting harder. It hurts just a bit and you whine in response. But the urge to force his head against you grows alongside the desire to claw his skin. Your mouth opens. His actions put a prominent feeling in your lower stomach - the sensation is constant in a way that isn't there when you touch yourself. Without even realizing it, your pelvis continues to lift off the bed, and his tongue starts fucking you at a steady pace.

All his noises get communicated to you through the rumble they cause. You can feel small sounds escape you, hoping they are beautiful, they are sounds that only motivate him more. He pulls away, hands on either side of you. He shifts, and you close your eyes, trying to comprehend his actions. He's stretched out, reaching for something. When he returns to his original position, there's a pause in his action, pregnant idleness.

You can feel him put your legs on his shoulders before sliding two fingers inside of you. You relax your muscles to let him in but find it feels better when squeezing him, the knuckles in his fingers massaging your hole. He stops, going to pull out, ready to fuck you, but you grab his wrist and slam in his fingers. His following movements become more aggressive, adding a finger and stretching you more, the forgotten sting not lasting more than a few seconds. Before you even try to touch yourself, he beats you to it and presses his spare hand to your clit, rubbing slower than his fingers thrust. Your juices reach his palm, which he feels dripping, using it as more lubricant. Iniquitous pleasure beats through the veins in your body, traveling down to your toes, the feeling overwhelming and perfectly intense. It's the first time he's done it for this long: his fingers keep twisting as he fishes around inside you, the unknown terrain, making you squirm from under him. You writhe into him, tilting your pelvis to help him angle better. The moment soon ends, and he pulls away once again, leaving your heart beating between your ears and the muscles in your thighs twitching.

You sign his name into his skin with your hands on his working biceps. He can't tell if you're begging or pleading. Without facial expressions, he is at a loss about your intentions. In a possessive gesture, he presses his body to yours to kiss your neck. You grab his hips and hold him still while desperately trying to grind yourself against him. Ah, he realizes, begging. The sound he sings into your neck is low and extended, making you smile. Heated skin caresses yours - both pure and titillating. He brings his groin against you, his tip just approaching your open pussy. He holds you tight when your hands take control and force him into you. He feels you pulse around his dick until he pushes himself fully in, your muscles allowing him in, finding it easier to fit himself in than he assumed. Perhaps you were made for him - crafted by God - or his body was shaped for you. Was he your gift? Are you the righteous one, a vessel for all things pleasure? He will bestow on you this gift of ecstasy - the Gates of Heaven opening to shed light upon you.

The rocking of his hips is slow at first. His whole body moves, and your hands rest on his biceps, moving in tune. He lets his pelvis carry more of a sway than the rest of him, fucking you in a slow, circular motion, trying to get used to your warmth - your tight grip. He loves the feeling of you. Every time he pushes in, the tightness rolling down his shaft ignites his nerves in prickles or lightning under his skin. He's grateful you can't pick up on the egotistically pathetic moans. The stimulation is mind-changing; he understands why it is poignant because if you were anyone else, he would give in to this aggressive and deadly lust. The sounds of your quick breaths and small moans urge him on, as well as the small yes you sign against his arm. When he quickens, it's not on purpose - he only notices when his body gets so overwhelmed that he hunches over your body. With your hips getting sore and his body tilted down into you, he is more profound than he could have ever imagined being this early in the activity.

Just like that, he stays in that looming position, letting the bottom of his shaft push in and out of you, keeping himself buried inside of you.

Your fingers land on his chest, on each pec, where you sign. "Faster, please," and moving your hand to his forehead, "Daddy." You wonder if he can feel the pleasure-filled tremble in your hands. Feeling him burrowed so immeasurably inside of you makes it hard to focus on anything else. His poundings became more hungry; the way he fucks you becomes ferocious. He likes it like this. This way, he can feel each time you squeeze down on him, and it'll put pressure on his entire prick - leaving no inch of him unstimulated.

He wants you to feel the same. He slows, sitting with his weight evenly distributed between his knees before taking both of his hands and gripping onto your ass, scooting you both closer to press your back into the headboard. He fucks you vertically, using his hand to fuck you while bouncing you up and down without restraint. He stimulates to varying speeds as your thighs crash against his. You bite into your knuckle, feeling the heat rising in your body, the rapture covering every inch of your skin, palpable and sticking to his, too. It overwhelms your senses, so you can't tell whether your eyes are closed or open. Your clit starts to pulsate; he lets you use a free hand to try and rub yourself.

Even as your muscles squeeze him, he doesn't relent. The incredible feeling of his length drilling into you makes your legs quiver.

He can hear your sounds - the desperate whines - sounds you don't even realize you're making. You can hardly even keep your eyes open.

It wasn't long before dropped you onto him constantly, bottoming out into you rougher, and the thought of cumming inside of you ignited his motivation to release. As he cums, with how tight your pussy is squeezing him, it feels as if you're trying to hold him inside you as he does. Beyond the erotic-ness of it, it's a bit enlightening. He gets to become one with the person that he loves: a part of him will be inside you, maybe even eventually breeding you.

He gives you a few more thrusts before the passion becomes overwhelming. He pulls out, the darkness suddenly disabling and not lecherous. 

He does something unique; he lifts you and lays you down on the bed gently, letting you rest before he presses his tongue against you again, putting his head right where it belongs. He sucks on your clit in just the way you love. He even moves his tongue, getting a taste of his seed before using it, as well as his saliva, to keep you stimulated. You can feel yourself pulsating, perking into his mouth and against the wet pink muscle between his teeth. He hums against you in a silent laugh. It doesn't take long for you to cum, the feeling is already building up, and when he tries to keep going, you start to kick your legs and push him off by the shoulders. 

"Kitten," he signs against your cheek. His hands are slick with your juices. You can feel it spread against your face and smell it closely. You let out a shaky breath.

It's entertaining to watch him interact with other demons. It's as if you both shared a secret of his softness. He abuses people the same way he would have before, and you watch from the distance when they glance at you, wondering if they can tell that you receive special treatment that they'll never get.