#make dominated work places in general rly

[autogyne-redacted]

tbh, your recent post about transandrophobia synthesizes my thoughts about it very well, and im surprised you're getting backlash. the only additions i would make is that the gender/sex binary in the west was originally very explicitly a white supremacist creation, even down to the categories of male/female, and lionizing any aspect of that tends to get really racist really fast no matter how feminist or well intentioned. i guess you'd call me a trandandrobro bc i hang out in the tag and sometimes use the word for specific things (like when the lab threw out my cervical cancer test cells bc the cup was labelled M) but, i genuinely don't disagree with a single one of your points. i've been getting uncomfortable with the increasingly reactionary nature of the conversation on transandrophobia and i appreciate your take a lot.

Rambling about transandrophobia

Tbh It's been really surprising to see transandrophobia types interacting with that post all around.

And mostly it boils down to me having had windows into transandrophobia discourse that makes it seem bad*. And other ppl treating these aspects as exceptions to a discourse they see as basically good.

And I recognize that in part this is just how polarized internet discourses work. Like, if my windows into transandrophobia are largely when something egregious gets said and passed around in my circles, that's gonna give a way different impression then if ppl are part of the discourse and curating a slice they agree with.

And the consistent overall harassment of any attempt to talk about transmisogyny and constant bad faith engagements (eg attacks on agab and cagab language, cafab attempts to ID as trans women and as direct targets of transmisogyny) mean few of us are still in a position to assume good faith with internet strangers we run into who identify with a discourse that very much seems to have a massive transmisogyny problem.

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My slightly more extended position on transandrophobia, since I've been thinking about it the past few days is:

1) I'm broadly supportive of ppl talking about their experiences and trying to find common ground even around shared ~privilege~, so long as it's done with a commitment to broader, collective liberation. (Eg cis men getting together from a feminist perspective to talk about patriarchy = good, cis men doing so with no specific opposition to normative masculinity = fashy).

2) the general attitude I've seen from transandrophobia world is to say: this has nothing to do with anyone other than trans mascs ppl other than trans mascs aren't welcome as part of this discourse: it's by us for us. Intentionally creating an insulated discourse especially around a point of (partial) privilege has a terrible track record. But regardless of relative positionality insulated discourses are just going to be more limited. They can create theory that's empowering for the creator group but it's probably not gonna get much mileage beyond and it's easy for it to be actively harmful.

3) I've thought for ages that trans masc experience seems ~under theorized~ and that transphobia is rly under theorized too. And it'd be really cool to see this addressed in a way that isn't rife with transmisogyny. It does seem like transandrophobia discourse is addressing a real hole, it's just doing in a way that rly sketches me out.

4) really I think gender discourse overall is just not in a great place rn. It was 1990 when Judith Butler questioned whether it makes sense for women to be the sole/primary subject of feminism, and we had major interventions that I'd say reached a peak in the early to mid 2010's (criticisms of white feminism, of cis feminism, intersectionality becoming a dominant framework).

There's a strong tendency to say that we're basically in a post gender world, or that race is just a more fundamental framework (which I strongly disagree with)** and I do think we really need a rebuilt gender theory that has teeth to it. Trying to build theory around transmisogyny I've found it necessary to do a lot of general theory building around gender. How normative masculinity and femininity work, how gender is policed. I don't think we're gonna be able to make a clean break from identity politics until we can have a strong theory framework that lets us talk about this shit from outside identity politics.

5) this is v rambly but I'm inclined to engage with transandrophobia discourse a little more than lots of my circles in part because I really want there to be more good theory building going on around gender, from different positions and across positions. One day, maybe.

*full of transmisogyny/denials of transmisogyny, trans masc exceptionalism and a failure to recognize and be in solidarity around shared issues with trans fems and cis men.

**getting back to the part of your ask about the history of gender and white supremacy, there's a huge entanglement between gender and race, gender and civilization. Normative gender differentiation has been a classic way the civilized set themselves apart from those they deem savage.

Broad claims like the one you make in your ask anon get messy tho. Like, a largely binary model of gender is older than history but you can also talk about the modern binary having really only come about over the past couple centuries (and obviously it's heavily contested and changing rn). Similarly you could say the modern concept of whiteness came about through the trans Atlantic slave trade (and then has been constantly shifting and getting redefined ever since) but there's obviously much older histories it's building off of.

I'm realizing now that maybe you meant the binary divide between sex vs gender as opposed to the male vs female binary but I can't tell which. Either way, my position here is mostly that it's really really messy to make big historical claims. It's such a high level view you can tell a lot of different stories with the available historical evidence. Ideas about gender and race have a heavily entangled history tho and it's certainly gonna go poorly if you treat either as natural.

[mcl38]

unpopular opinion but i think carlos would hate lando by now if he had stayed at mclaren. lando was basically matching him that second year and u could see from their quali records that lando had more raw pace. and he's only continued to improve in consistency, race pace, tyre management, etc. since then. like i think the whole "carlando" dynamic would have ended horribly (but funnily for me) if he hadn't left.

hm. im actually not sure abt that

i saw this opinion on my dash literally like an hour ago and like i respect it as a hypothetical, but i just think carlos is the type to swallow his frustrations and play nice for the team as long as the team is being nice to him. (and i do think mclaren wouldve continued to be nice to him) (i have my own biases idk as me abt team orders and u'll get another essay)

so far, mclaren have not been in a position to b fighting for championships, so realistically even if carlos stayed the dynamic wouldnt have climbed that extra step of competitiveness. what would have changed would b - as u rightly pointed out - their teammate delta. they deffo would b way closer (and lando would maybe edge him out) but i dont think it would b the dominance landos had over his other teammates in 2021-2023. carlos has been landos strongest teammate in f1 so far (obvs this is mostly bc oscar is a rookie), and he has a very fun-to-watch talent thats clearly manifested itself since he moved to ferrari: not necessarily to drive the fastest or best, but to get the most points. man's probably one of the smartest drivers out there on track currently (barring his repeated divebombs into car 81 oops) and it rly shows. what lando would have on him in terms of consistency and raw pace carlos makes up for in scrappiness and adaptability.

so thats what the situation would look like in my head - close in the wdc rankings but w different strengths, likely often going for diff strategies and setups. lando 'i have a reputation for getting along with my teammates' norris (actual quote) and carlos, who clearly maintains a soft spot for lando & has had to adapt to a bunch of diff team dynamics with general success, would have to probably actively work at their relationship to keep it amicable, but i think theyd probably manage to do it. if anything they'd get closer than they are currently, which is not that close (mostly bc lando can't golf as much as he used to, they live in diff countries now, and lando struggles to juggle more than like 2.5 friends at a time)

so like yeah. if even charles (who destroyed the competitive psyche of a 4 time world champion with his dimples, tragic backstory, and a well placed monza win) cant make carlos break out of his friendliness (friendly, not friends - yes ive seen the pierre quote going around, yes im also aware he was mostly saying those things as a spiderman-printed band-aid over his intrateam dynamic's massive fuck-off gaping wound) then i dont see how lando could. i think a lot of the way lando deals w the social / human side of f1 is thru what he learned from carlos anyways, so they have quite compatible ways of working thru things. tldr i dont think lando would need to have sympathy for carlos anyways but if he did way that thing to a journo carlos would laughs in spanish and hit him in the balls or smth

[caatws]

Thank you so much for sharing quotes from the commentary (and also just generally being awesome in your own comments and answers) If I may offer my thoughts on everything, I think as crazy as this may sound a bunch of misogynoir got thrown at Gamora at the very end of this journey.

We have had roughly 5 more prominent in your face deaths in gotg. Meredith, Groot, Yondu, Gamora and Lylla. Only the men in this died with any agency and the women were all killed by abusers. But with Meredith and Lylla what was done wrong to them was made clear in the narrative and anger over their abuse plus grief over the loss of their lives was justified. Gamora stands out in her death having no agency, dying all alone, having her abuse checked off as love by the narrative, getting no goodbye and the main person who was focused on having grief over her wasn't supported in his feelings.

Then you have Gamora being developed (and I use this loosely because she doesn't get much development at all ) off screen away from the guardians so that there are just enough changes due to experiences for her to count as being different. This would be fine if there was genuine investment in this that opened up to better explore Gamora. That's not what ends up happening and instead her being different is all about conflict with Peter and the fulfilling of his arc. It doesn't stop there because these differences mask some of who Gamora was at heart.

There are pieces of herself she managed to hold on to for decades and keep Thanos from destroying that became so shoved down during her time with the ravagers she struggled to grasp back on to them during her time with the guardians. This again has no purpose for her because there's no indication that she will get to continue holding those pieces once back with the ravagers. That's because it's less about what she's going through and more about having a sort of spiritual death that made it easier for Peter to let go. If she's not the same and there's very little hope of those parts of herself continuing to grow then he's forced to let go and accept Gamora is gone rather than having to make the tougher choice of being like Gamora is back but I need to do something for me anyway. Which sadly fits with vol 2 in ways it shouldn't. Ego said Meredith was a distraction from his goals. With her around he would always want to be with her instead of working on his domination of the universe. He killed her taking that distraction away. Vol 2 makes it clear what Ego did was wrong but in vol 3 while Peter doesn't kill Gamora off to get what he wants because he never would, Gunn made sure Gamora was gone enough in other ways so that she's not around anyway

I do want to say again exploring how different experiences changed Gamora wasn't a bad idea by default. It's that this isn't an actual plot in the story that leads somewhere good for her. She was a brave abuse suriving hero who helped lead the guardians and ended as a ravager. None of this was great but before all the commentary that's slowly been spilling out since May the movie was open and there was enough possibility for Gamora to have a better relationship with her sister and the guardians. It's hard to tell how much that's still true. Zoe has said she would consider coming back if people wanted because little girls look up to Gamora. How sad is it that little girls couldn't own much merch for Gamora if they wanted because hardly any was made thanks to Gunn refusing to make her a hero again who was found worthy of being placed on merch or getting any action figures.

yeah, we were definitely missing a lot of info abt gamora's relationship/time with the ravagers and how it's affected her development (esp as a parallel to how original gamora developed in her time with the gotg). like i rly needed more context there to be persuaded as a viewer that they were her "real family" enough that we saw her have a whole affectionate group hug moment with them—something we never got for original gamora with the gotg!

[yourmidnightlover]

niagara falls pt.2

TW: smut, titty sucking, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, cream pie, oral (female receiving), multiple orgasms, and a bit of discussion about feelings and mushy gushy stuff

Summary - spencer uses this time to partially make up for his words to you, and you discuss your future with him.

WC - 3,838

you don’t rly need to read pt 1 to understand this... just know spencer’s making up for some things he said to you before you ran away to travel for a while.

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"you're still wearing my sweater," spencer said as he met your collarbone with his antics, pushing it slightly off your shoulder so he had more room to work.

"i uhh- i am wea-wearing your sweater," you huffed out, your hand trailing back to his neck so you could pull him to your lips.

you both moved with a fervent you weren't aware you had until now. his hands moved from your waist to your jaw, tracing every inch of your body to commit it to memory.

"it looks better on you," he said against your lips, his hands moving down your back to your thighs, lifting them so you could wrap your legs around his waist.

"spencer!" you giggled at his sudden eagerness as he walked the two of you over to the bed, gently laying you down.

you started to remove the sweater yourself, only for spencer to stop you with his hands covering yours at the hem of his shirt.

"let me... please," he said before you nodded. he slowly drug the fabric up and off your torso, you leaned up so you could throw it over your head. "i've wanted to see you like this for as long as i can remember," he hummed before connected your lips once again, his hands finding your now bare waist underneath him, admiring how the white lace contrasted with your skin.

"please, spencer," you begged as your hips began to buck up, looking for any source of friction.

"i'm taking my time, princess," he moved a strand of hair out of your face softly. "let me worship you like you deserve," he whispered, wanting to take this moment as slow as he could as to make sure it's real.

he began kissing down your neck again, sucking on your collarbone to surely leave any marks he could. his mouth trailed down your body, meeting the tops of your breasts. he reached his arms around you to make contact with the clasp, looking into your eyes for approval.

"is this what you want?"

"yes. i-i want this... so much," you announced, allowing him to unclasp your bra and connect his lips with your breast.

he kissed the top slowly, going all around one of them while his hand began gently massaging the other. his tongue traced your nipple before his lips wrapped around it, sucking lightly. your hands found his hair and shoulder as he kept up this pattern with alternating between each breast, massaging and kissing and sucking.

the room began to fill with your moans and angelic noises, spencer found himself wishing he would live in this beautiful moment forever. you tugged gently on his hair, eliciting a moan from him this time, the vibrations carrying through to your chest.

"oh my god, spence," you praised. "i-it feels so good," you began to feel the pit of pleasure building in your stomach, much to your surprise.

you had heard about women who could orgasm from nipple stimulation, but you had never had a partner who was even willing to try. now you were rather curious...

"d-don't stop. please, please, please don't stop!" you begged as his free hand began massaging the breast his lips were working on.

your back arched off the bed, your hands pulled spencer impossibly close to your body, wanting to feel every inch of him against you. you felt spencer smiling against your breast but you didn't even care, the wave of pleasure rushing over you and hitting you like a cyclone.

"spencer! yes! fuuckk!" you yelled, still coming down from your high as spencer lead you through it.

"wow, y/n," spencer awed as he made his way back up your body. "i didn't know you'd be able to do that," he said with a smug grin on his face.

"i didn't either," you huffed out. "i mean, i've never really tried, but i had no idea."

"i'm glad i'm the one that figured it out with you then," he relished. "i'm going to be entirely focused on you... and your pleasure today," spencer admitted.

"why?" you were baffled at the admission.

you had been with two other guys sexually, and you could say that neither of them had ever been so... generous as to let you be the focus of attention. let alone give you more than one orgasm.

"did you seriously just ask me why?" he questioned. "let's just think of this as the beginning of my apology," he smirked, looking into your eyes with both lust and endearment.

"am i one lucky lady or what?" you giggled, a small grin plastered on your face caused by the man in front of you. "but what if i want to... help you out?"

"oh believe me..." he chuckled. "you're more than helping me out by just laying there... looking how you look," he smiled, eyeing your body up and down.

"okayyy," you rolled your eyes. "whatever you say, genius."

"good. because that's how this is going to work right now," he said, his personality switching to that of a dominant one.

his hands trailed down to the waistband of your pants. you lifted your hips to help him take them off. when he noticed your choice of white lace underwear, he found himself wishing he hadn't taken your bra off.

"fuck, y/n," he sighed out, absolutely smitten with everything about you. "it's like you're trying to kill me." he announced before making his lips attach to your torso, trailing down.

you didn't know what he was doing at first. to you, he was just kissing your stomach. but then you realized that he was trailing down to your heat, you got nervous.

"y-you don't have to uhm... do that," you said, leaning up on your forearms to see him more clearly.

"you mean..." he placed his hands on your lace clad hips, you nodded. "princess, i've dreamt of how you'd taste on my tongue. i'm not missing out on that now," he practically demanded.

if you truly didn't want to do that, you knew spencer would stop. you just didn't want him to do something he didn't want.

"oh, uhm... okay," you agreed, rather eager of how this would feel for you.

"has nobody ever eaten you out before?" he questioned. you pursed your lips together and bit your bottom one before shaking your head no. "the guys you've been with must be absolutely insane. are you okay if i do that?" you nodded your head yes. "words, princess," he moved his hand to cup your face. "i need words."

"yes. yes it's okay if you... eatmeout," you blushed at the admission.

"thank god," he laughed before slowly pulling your panties down your legs and throwing them off the bed.

he spread your bent legs so he could place himself between them, his arms wrapped around your thighs and meeting back around your heat, spreading your pussy lips.

"fuuck... your pussy's so fucking pretty," he said, a finger trailing up your soaking slit. "and wet," he smirked.

your head leaned back as your body was still propped up on your forearms, a small moan leaving your mouth from the little contact he's made.

when your head tilted back up, he made eye contact with you as his tongue made a flat swipe up your pussy, collecting some of your juices.

"mmmm," you moaned, already enjoying the feeling of his tongue on your body.

"i could say the same, princess," he smiled widely. "you taste better than any meal i've had in ages," he admitted a with a grin before focusing on you again.

he pushed his tongue into your hole gently, tasting the inside of you, going in and out in a pattern before moving his tongue further up. he flicked it over your clit, over and over and over, your moans vibrating out into the room only spurring him on even more.

your hand found his hair, pushing him closer to your heat, your hips moving in a way to get more friction. he wrapped his lips around your clit before gently sucking it between his teeth, his tongue still moving back and forth over it.

"yes! just like that! yes!!" you exclaimed, your hand still pushing him closer to you.

he moved one of his hands from around your thighs and slowly entered a finger to your heat, sending your head flying back in pleasure.

"fuck!"

he began pushing his finger in and out of your pussy, curling them once they entered about two inches, adding another after he felt you were ready.

"right there! right fucking there, spencer! yes!" you cried out, tugging gently on his curls, a moan rippling through his body right onto your clit. "i'm so close! i'm so fucking close! please don't stop! please..." you trailed off as he became more aggressive in his actions.

he began pumping his fingers in and out at an impossible pace, still curling them at that soft rigid spot inside you. his tongue began flicking even quicker, sending you right over the edge into a pit of euphoria, your pussy clenching around his long fingers.

"spencer fucking reid! yes!!" you threw your head back as his eyes never left your face. "oh my god..." you said as he worked you through your orgasm.

you leaned up completely, looking at him in complete awe from how the man just made you feel. you placed your hands on both sides of his face, crashing his lips into yours. you could taste yourself on him as your tongues met.

when he pulled back, he wiped his chin from your juices and sucked them off of his fingers, never breaking eye contact from you.

"yea they were really missing out on that," spencer said with a wide grin.

"i think i've been missing out. and i'm also very aware about how... naked i am and how clothed you are," you raised your eyebrows suggestively. spencer just stared at you. "please, babes?" you asked with puppy dog eyes and pursed lips. spencer's heart welled at the nickname.

"since you asked so nicely," he said, connecting you lips once more as your arms went to his chest, beginning to unbutton hit shirt one by one. when you got halfway down, you felt his breath hitch, he was nervous.

"spencer... what is it?" you pulled back slowly, looking into his eyes. he began to close himself off, not looking you in the eyes. "you're feeling insecure," you stated, your hands finding his face again to meet his eyes with yours. "you, spencer walter reid, are the most attractive man i've probably ever laid eyes on. your eyes, your lips," you kissed him. "your hair," you ran a hand through his locks. "and your body," you traced his torso with your hands feather lightly.

"i'm just... not as muscular as your past boyfriends. i don't... i don't look like other guys you've been with," he sighed, looking back at his hands in his lap.

"spencer. you just made me orgasm twice in the past what? twenty minutes?" you baffled. "my past boyfriends have had trouble making me do that even once. you... are unbelievable," you complimented, ending it with a deep kiss. "besides, even if you were the ugliest guy on earth, i'd still love you and be attracted to you because you're you."

"thank you, y/n. i love you, too," he kissed the tip of your nose. "now... back to you," he said, placing a hand on the small of your back to lay you down, him hovering over you.

"such a gentleman," you said, finishing undoing his buttons as he shrugged the shirt off. "absolutely beautiful, spence."

it's not like you haven't seen his body before. you've been best friends for as long as you could remember and have seen him in nothing but a towel before. then again, you haven't seen him like that in this kind of setting before.

and spencer knows you don't care about that. he knows that you'd never judge him from his looks or his body, but he wants to be good enough for you, which is a major contradiction to the fact that he believes that nobody will ever deserve you.

he began fervently kissing you again, his tongue delving into your mouth with a hunger that couldn't ever be satiated. your hands traced the stubble on his face as his were propped at your head to keep him from falling over. you moved one of your hands to begin undoing the button on his pants eagerly, a chuckle emitting from him.

once you got it undone, he helped you pull both his pants and underwear down, leaving his bare erection against your thigh.

"oh," you said with a sly grin, a hand reaching down to begin stroking his length, a low moan leaving his mouth as your lips found his.

you quickly rolled the two of you over to put yourself on top. you straddled his hips on all fours, trailing kisses down his cheek, jaw, neck, torso, making your way to his rock hard cock.

you took his length in your hands, eyeing the noticeable length to it. he was perfect. he was long, but not too long to where it would kill you to take him, and thick, but not so thick that he would stretch you beyond belief.

you placed a gentle kiss to the tip which was already leaking with precum. you found the most prominent vein in his member before tracing it with your tongue, being sure to use light touches.

spencer was already squirming in the bed, in disbelief from the wonders your mouth could do already. lowly sighs and moans were leaving his mouth periodic with your movements.

you slowly lowered your mouth on his cock, paying special attention to the tip as you got further down. you moved your mouth up and down at a slow pace, keeping your eyes on spencer and how beautiful he looked with his slower breaths.

eventually, he couldn't stand just being inside your mouth. he wanted to be even closer to you. inside of you. he took hold of your jaw and pulled you back up his body, taking your lips in his.

"you're fucking amazing," spencer sighed into your mouth, taking note of the smile he felt against his own lips.

"yea?" he nodded as he smashed your lips together again before flipping the two of you over. you grabbed his hard cock and lined him up with your entrance.

"are you sure you want this?" spencer asked with care, stroking the hair on the side of your face.

"yes. yes i want it," you nodded eagerly.

spencer slowly entered his member into you, taking pleasure from the way your face contorted in pleasure. he took his time to fully sheath himself into you, allowing you the time you needed to adjust to his length.

you moved one hand to his shoulder and the other to the back of his head as your mouth formed in the shape of an 'o'.

"oh my god, spencer," your fingernails dug into the skin on his back as your other hand tugged on his hair harshly.

"fuck... you're tight, princess," he said as he began to slowly move out of you, only leaving the tip in before thrusting back inside, leading a moan from your mouth.

"i-i..." you trialed off, unable to speak from the pleasure you were feeling. "i... ohh,"" you mumbled.

"does it feel good? yea?" he asked you, one of his hands grasping your breast and massaging it gently. you couldn't say anything, you were speechless. you laid there with your mouth ajar as his thrusts continued at a leisurely pace. "can you not say anything? does my dick render you speechless, princess?" he teased.

"uh... huh," you squeaked as his mouth latched onto your nipple, his pace steadily increasing. "s-spen... ohhhh," you awed, feeling the pit in your stomach welling up again.

"fuck you feel so good," he mumbled on your breast as his hand began to gently and quickly circle your clit.

so many things were going on at once; the clitoral stimulation, the penetration, the nipple stimulation. you felt an overwhelming sense of pleasure rising up inside of you.

before you knew it, you were falling over the waterfall of pure ecstasy, taking spencer over the water with you.

spencer continued his thrusts a few more times, relishing in the way your pussy clenched around his member. you felt the spread of his own excitement cover your walls, a sensation you never want to forget as long as you lived.

"fuck..." spencer breathed out.

"mmhmm," you agreed, still unable to form a sentence from the pleasure you just experienced.

spencer slowly pulled out of you, trying his best not to hurt your still sensitive body. you held onto his torso, not wanting to separate your body from his.

"i'm going to carry you to the bathroom to clean you up. okay, princess?" spencer asked kindly, wiping your hairline that had a sheen of sweat built up.

"mmkay," you mumbled, wrapping your legs around him so he could pick you up koala style.

he set you down on the closed toilet, being sure to grab a clean washcloth and get it damp with warm water. he bent down on the floor in front of you, allowing your hands to grasp his shoulders for more stability.

he ran the washcloth over the trail of liquid running down your legs, being sure to use a gently touch once he got closer to your core. he ran the cloth over it softly, noticing the way your fingers dug into his back from the touch, the low hiss that exited through your nose.

"sorry, y/n/n. we just need to make sure you're all clean," he apologized, pulling back to look into your tired eyes. "uhm, you should probably use the restroom in order to avoid getting a uti," spencer informed you.

"never change, spencer reid. never change," you giggled, taking a deep breath in order to help your breathing. "and you're very right about those uti's. i should really go pee now," you looked into his eyes, him still not moving. "which means privacy, spence," you giggled, once again, noticing the smile that appeared onto his face.

"right," he laughed, patting your knee before standing back up and exiting the bathroom.

you did your business, and washed your hands before exiting the bathroom with a smile. you walked out of the bathroom, finding spencer in nothing but his boxers, sitting on the bed. you walked over to the bed and sat on spencer's lap, your knees bent and placed on the bed, straddling his legs.

spencer's arms hugged your torso, his eyes tried to avoid your still naked state. your hands went around his body, underneath his arms and bringing him into a tight hug.

"i'm sorry i ran away, spence. i should've talked to you about how that made me feel," you whispered into his ear.

"no, you shouldn't be sorry. i'm sorry. i knew about you past and i still said those thing to you," spencer sighed as his arms grip slightly tightened on you. "you drank because of me, y/n. i-i can't ever tell you how sorry i am for that."

"i know you're sorry, spence. i know," you breathed in his scent, relishing in the smell of sex and fresh laundry that remained on him. "maybe we could go to niagara falls together tomorrow?" you leaned back to look him in the eyes, taking note of his smile. "y'know, since we originally wanted to go to these places together anyway?"

"i uhm," spencer laughed, "i would love to, y/n."

"yaayyy!" you squealed, connecting your lips together passionately, managing to knock spencer over, him now laying on the bed. "i'm excited!!"

"me too. i can't wait," he smiled, moving a strand of your hair out of your face.

spencer still couldn't believe you loved him. he couldn't believe how lucky he was. you were perfect in every way, shape, and form.

the way you knew that after a tough case, he wouldn't want to talk about it. you would just hold him, and let him fall asleep on his chest.

the way you laughed at his terrible jokes, even if you didn't fully understand it. you tried your best to make him feel normal, and you succeeded in making him feel normal.

the way you listened to his rambling when he found something fascinating. you would always go up to him after the rest of the team shushed him, and asked him to continue what he was saying.

and your beauty was unprecedented to him. your bone structure that looked magnificent in every kind of light, every curve on your body - even the ones you were insecure about, the squinting of your eye when you laugh... everything.

"you okay, smartypants?" you asked, rolling off of his body and laying beside him. you propped your arm up so your head could rest in your hand as you looked at spencer.

"yea, i'm all good," the brown haired man said, turning to face you on his side. he draped his hand over your waist, bringing your body closer to his. "i'm just glad i'm here with you."

"i'm glad you're here too," you smiled, hugging him in return. "can we go to sleep now? i'm too tired to do anything right now," you giggled.

it was now dark outside, your hotel room window being able to display the darkness in a way that made it look like a beautiful painting. it was full of bright stars of different hues, pink, gold, and white, the moon shone into the window, perfectly illuminating the sculptures of the buildings outside the room.

"of course we can. anything you want, bubs," he grinned brightly. "i have one request to make," he began with a sly smile.

"you wanna lay on my chest?" you chuckled as he nodded eagerly. you opened your arms for him to lay on you. "come here, ya big baby."

spencer snuggled up into your arms, your bare chest acting like the best pillows in the world in his mind. you ran your hands through his hair as he nuzzled further into your embrace.

"do you think it'll be like this when we get back home?" spencer asked with a sense of yearning.

"umm, i don't know," and you didn't know. you didn't know if this is what life would be like with him. you didn't know if you were even ready for a life with him. "it could be, i suppose," you shrugged.

spencer picked up on the nerves the question brought you. the way your breath picked up and your heart rate sped slightly.

"i-is this what you want? u-us, i mean?" he wearily asked, afraid of what your answer might be.

"i've loved you for a long time, spence," you took a deep breath. "i just wish we didn't have to worry about the bureau or about the team and what they'd think."

"so let's not care what they think. we love each other... shouldn't that be enough?"

"it is enough. i promise," you kissed the top of his forehead. "i do want us."

"good," spencer smiled against your body. "goodnight, y/n. i love you."

"i love you."

[awesomeuchuu]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑   𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓

𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐬.

NAME   :  Shinkai (Family/Clan name) Kanata

NICKNAME   :  (Ryusei) Blue (Chiaki), Kana (if you’re close enough - never mind that it’s a girl’s name ;D)

ALIAS(S)   :   None

GENDER   :   male

SIZE:   176  cm

AGE   :   18-19 (canon verse), 15 (VnC verse)

ZODIAC   :      Virgo (August 30th)

SPOKEN   LANGUAGES   :   Japanese, (French in VnC verse), the language of fish (yes, rly - boy can talk to fish)

𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥   𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬.

HAIR   COLOR   :   A clear, ocean blue

EYE   COLOR   :   lime green (lime green at birth in Vnc verse, now bright blue)

SKIN   TONE   :   very pale (boy can’t stand the sun so he rarely tan) but with a cute little blush almost constantly on his cheeks

BODY   TYPE   :   Slender ( RL EXAMPLE )

VOICE   :     Very high and very cute, nearly feminine and very... Unique. EXAMPLE HERE

DOMINANT   HAND   :   right

POSTURE   :   Very laid back, not quite slouching, but he tends to never stand quite still as he has a habit of swaying from side to side even when standing ‘still’, and he often has trouble keeping his hands still as well.   

SCARS   :   He has quite a few nasty ones, especially on his legs, but he tries his best to hide them because he really doesn’t want anyone to learn what he’s gone through growing up in the Shinkai Cult

TATTOOS   :   none

BIRTHMARKS   :   not any that stands out

𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝.

PLACE   OF   BIRTH   :   Shinkai Cult Headquarters, Shikoku

HOMETOWN   :   Currently lives in Tokyo.

SIBLINGS   :   None

PARENTS   :  Unknown. Kanata has been raised by the cult from birth, undoubtedly his parents also belonged to it, but they never even once acknowledged him as their son.

𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭   𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞.

OCCUPATION   :    Idol, works part-time in the Aoumi Aquarium

CURRENT   RESIDENCE(S)   :   I’d say still Tokyo? ~.~?

CLOSE   FRIENDS   :   Morisawa Chiaki, Mikejima Madara, Sakuma Rei, Hibiki Wataru, Itsuki Shu, Sakasaki Natsume, Nagumo Tetora, Takamine Midori, Sengoku Shinobu, Tomoe Hiyori, Amagi Rinne, Kanzaki Souma

RELATIONSHIP   STATUS   :   Chiaki?? MADARA??? Other Oddballs?? (LOL Rinne would hit on anything that moves and they share a room...)

FINANCIAL   STATUS   :   The Shinkai Cult is filthy rich, but Kanata tries to have as little to do with them as possible so it’s complicated.

DRIVER’S   LICENSE   :    That’s not gonna happen I feel...

CRIMINAL   RECORD   :   NOPE

VICES   :   Kanata can’t walk past any body of water without dousing himself in it so... :D?

𝐬𝐞𝐱   &   𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.

SEXUAL   ORIENTATION   :   Fishsexual Confused, but probably homosexual? 

PREFERRED   EMOTIONAL   ROLE   :   He’s Ryuseitai’s mom. What more do you need to know ;D

PREFERRED   SEXUAL   ROLE   :   Gottis can’t play tops!!! What I’m saying is, he’s probably a bottom... 

TURN   ONS   :      Energy, being able to take control, tenderness, respect and hey, aftercare is important.

TURN   OFFS   :   'granting wishes’, people who can’t take no for an answer, violence and rough words

LOVE   LANGUAGE   :  Making trinkets/giving gifts and caring/nurturing 

RELATIONSHIP   TENDENCIES   :  He’s still trying to figure out emotions in general so boy needs time. Relationships in general are confusing because they require him to be able to read others properly and humans are so very complicated

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬.

MENTAL   ILLNESSES   :   Depression, bouts of depersonalization... He might be autistic, or his mental state is merely a result of him growing mostly isolated and otherwise suffering abuse of different kinds. Since there are no therapists in Ensemble Stars... Who knows...

PHOBIAS   :   none

SELF   CONFIDENCE   LEVEL   :   It fluctuates between a 2 and an 8, depending. Somewhere between there, mostly around a 5, probably.

Tagged by: @chironitas​ ♥ THANK YOU!!! If you wanted me to do someone other than Kanata... I might eventually >o>

Tagging: Anyone who wants to do it! I WANT TO SEE o(* v *)o

[1111jenx]

Hello Saint Jenx, I really can't describe how wonderful is your work, sharing your knowledge in an interesting soul and deeply details is a rare thing to find in any other place in the universe. Thank you for being a wise soul to share with us your information. So I have kinda complicated question. All the astrologer sayed that Leo Moons have a enjoyable connection with their mother. But why I don't have one? I don't even have a normal connection with my mom... I am a Leo Moon so I am so sensitive and easy to wound up and my mom is so toxic to me... the problem that I didn't realize how bad I am living until my friends notice that my mom is bad with me and told me that I am poor fellow. You get it? She is toxic enough for me that I just broke and be introvert and shy and so tired even that my dominant is in Leo and I have an Aries Mars.... so why? My moon is opposite the ASC and conjucte Venus and Mercury and Lilith. It have a trine with Pluto, Mars and North node too. And opposite Neptune too... I am so sorry for saying a lot..... I am just too broken.... you don't have to feel a burden because of me just please give me any reason for having this bad relationship with my mother.... oh and my moon is in the seventh while my Venus and Mercury and Lilith are in the sixth.

Thank you so much even if you had just read my message I am gonna be grateful

Hi there:)

First of all, my heart goes out to you gurl, being able to speak up about something as such rly takes a lot of courage and I'm grateful you confide in me to ask about such situations❤️ Secondly, I'll get right into your placements, I hope I can offer you some insights:)

Often times I think there's a lot of misconception about the sign Leo in general. I'd argue that Leo is one of the most misunderstood signs since people tend to overhyped them too much or just straight up acknowledge the front they're putting on and leave it at that.

Your case is a great example of this boo, you have a Leo Moon, conjunct your Venus&Lilith&Mercury.

-> Traditionally, the moon is associated with our mother/maternal figure, our emotions, our childhood environment, our infancy period before we enter the real world, where it hurts the most(weakness), one's feelings and consciousness.

With that being said, with the sign of Leo being present in your Moon, I'd say that while Leo is affectionate and warm, Leo Moons most likely have grown up with a very self-centered and indulgent mother (esp with that moon conjunct venus). Your mother could have been very charming, fearless and sometimes even dramatic with your Moon conjunct Lilith. I can see that she knows exactly what to say and a huge part of her wanted to own you, to make you hers and to have control over your life. (Moon conjuncts Lilith)

In addition, your mother could have wanted to restraint you from what she deems as wrong (Lilith). She could have been your biggest fear yet her domineering nature has become so normal to you it started to become natural in your eyes. With your Moon making a trine with Pluto, she could have had burden you, or regard to you as her burden. Especially with your moon making a trine to your mars, it's as if she have a great effect on you and your drives, she knows how to manipulate you and control your emotions like no other either with her words or just a facial expression or hers can make you panicked. (with that moon conjunct mercury too)

With your moon opposite your ASC, I can see that she has immense control over you in general yet who you are deep down and your purpose for this life differs greatly from what she wanted for you. Growing up, you may have felt as if you're wearing a mask all the time and you feel as if you don't even have control over your own emotions and actions (neptune). However, like it or not, it is possible that in this life, her relationship with you will be significant to your life purpose (NN). And with your Moon in 7th house too ms gurl😭 You'll need to stay away from people who's gonna be emotionally manipulative to you okay? As in people who will use your emotions against you, people who are so understanding on the surface, think deeper into the picture, perhaps you'll recognize how much you see your mother in them. Moon 7H is a natural people pleaser placement, you'll need to gain control of your own feelings at one point my dear. Do not become too reliant on what seems familiar to you.

Nevertheless, at the end I just want to let you know that while I do believe in amends and changes, mentally abusive people are still abusive. Seek the help you need and go out into the world, meet new people and let yourself live the way you want to. If your mother repeatedly guilt trip you, take a break from her and make your own home. You're after all, a Leo dominant. And not all Leo dominant grew up brave and glowing. It is trials and challenges that train us and strengthen us before we can comfortably step into the spotlight to embrace who we truly are. Leo is all about self-expression, about your courage and confidence. I hope that one day, you'll be able to wake the lion in you:) truly hope that this gives you some peace of mind luv.

love,

saint jenx🪐

[scre6m]

ALSO ALSO WANTED TO SAY. that was so shitty of kat :c you could’ve just said “I’m not into this, bye”

putting them tg so i just have to answer one kfkjd:

i want your thoughts on nate! as a character he’s rly confusing to me because i think he likes cassie, but loves maddy, and everything with jules just seems… out of place? or maybe it made sense to me before he started all of this with cassie. idk i felt like it Was kinda important but then it disappeared, and this new interaction with jules was just… i felt like it didn’t fit, it doesn’t make sense to me anymore. unless that was supposed to be the end of it?? (i would like to say i think his ideas about love are twisted i think, with how he treats everybody. and obvs in general he is just a shitty dude, but that scene w jules just threw me off!! so i wanna know your thoughts!!)((also do you think they’ll ever try to push nate/jules on us?? i will be Very Upset))

i fucking hate nate dfkjkjdg i agree that his sense of love and relationships and everything is fucked cos he’s traumatized by seeing his dad’s tapes and keeping that secret forever (he can still fucking die, i don’t feel bad for him at all cos those tapes didnt make him go and become an abusive pos) i don’t think he loves any of them tho? for him relationships are all about power, and i don’t really think there’s room for love when he’s using these girls to affirm some kind of dominance in himself. i’ve seen people theorize that the cassie/nate storyline was originally supposed to be jules/nate which i could see between that scene of jules in the club in 1x07 and the fact that jules fully thought she was in love with someone who was lying to her. am i sad that i don’t have to see that? honestly no, like it may make more sense narratively but keep jules away from that mankjdfkjdfkjdf. at this point i don’t really think he’s capable of love cos even his family he doesn’t have loving relationships with? and he has like no friends?? i rly hope they don’t try to go anywhere with nate and jules, and there’s rumors there’s personal reasons that storyline didn’t happen….idk if that’s true or if it rly matters cos i don’t want her with him regardless but would sam pull some shit like that? absolutely

and my poor girl kat…….her ONE scene last ep yeah what the fuck was that skskksks her character is barely in this season and when she is her only storyline is that her bf bores her so she handles it in the WORST WAY. i rly don’t get it i also don’t get why sam wouldn’t use that opportunity to show kat working through it and getting help from someone like her mom with the episode so focused on mother’s. like i had to sit thru nates mom laugh abt her son abusing his gf and that was a better use of time than giving us any insight into what’s going on in kats head? if there’s any truth to the rumors that he cut her scenes cos of some beef with barbie he rly is the biggest bitch ever

[pinejay]

trying watching rgu. i like that it touches on difficult topics r.e. interpersonal relationships but also i honestly feel way too old for cartoons now. the kinda shitty art style with humongous eyes, the stock animation, the weird rotating rose loading animation thing, the overdramatic acting and reactions, the fact that they're 14 but don't act it, the tiring repetition of imagery and plots and dialogue... it's like u gotta put up with so much shit just to appreciate the good parts. also i'm gonna be honest i watched the last 3 episodes before starting from the beginning bc i was curious what the cantarella poison scene was all abt. sorry.

my favorite scene so far is when some girl tries to embarrass anthy by framing her as a weirdo but anthy truly is a weirdo who keeps snails in her pencil case. i laughed so hard when she was like "alyssa, julietta (her snails that she named), i'll see u guys later" literally best character ever

thoughts on themes under the cut

so far i can see this as rly impactful allegory for abuse and the complications of being complicit in causing harm as a victim yourself, and no amount of reiteration that u were a victim too is gonna erase what u did. reasons and circumstances don't materially matter when consequences are already concrete; they do, on the other hand, matter to healing and understanding and moving forward. i think it's a bit oversimplified and naive when ppl r like the story is abt anthy escaping akio's abuse bc of utena's love, or utena saves anthy/allows anthy to save herself.

like i just love that anthy is so reticent and uncommunicative. i think it's realistic when they lash out and hurt each other (utena getting with akio bc she misunderstood anthy and akio's relationship, anthy literally stabbing utena). their relationship is messy and in some ways unhealthy and painfully lacking in honesty. like if someone's in a bad place, u rly can only work with what the information they give u, but u also have to read between the lines and figure out what they need without them ever asking for help bc they're not gonna ask for help. it always feels like a lose-lose situation.

i also see the appeal of a girl with a goal of being a prince, so much so that it blinds her to the reality of the personhood and multi dimensionality of the "princess" she's trying to save. it rly speaks to my complicated relationship with butch identity. like in a lot of ways i'm effortlessly, instinctually masculine, yet in others i feel butchness is alien to me. not to mention being chinese in this white dominated lesbian culture makes it that much more complicated, makes me feel that much more isolated.

for example: i'm not personally drawn to femmes and butch/femme relationships in general, i feel like my voice is too high, i'm ok with my hair and bangs being a little longer than the extremely obviously masculine short cut, i'd bet i look hot in suits but i don't like dressing up, i have a complicated relationship with sex due to trauma and my ability to feel attraction is a bit wonky. also a lot of the time i do notice myself cataloguing all the instances of affirmation of my butchness – including, and i'm being vulnerable admitting this, the instances of transphobia and lesbophobia i experience (i.e. harassment in the bathroom). this is not to diminish my experiences; it's shitty what i've gone thru but there is a voice in my head that feels validated by it.

so yes, i can relate to the idea of trying so hard to embody an identity, and partially succeeding that it feels authentic enough and not just a role you're playing, and as a result blinding urself to the loss of effortless existence and genuine interactions.

[boredandelusive]

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#5

The main issues with the CM fandom

Right, I’ll keep this simple and sweet. Why is it those who write dom spencer mostly use Spencer Reid’s trauma from prison and the show in general to make him more dominant. 

Two major problems with this: trauma doesn’t make you more dominant, and those who use it as an excuse are sexualizing his trauma. Listen, I get you guys think the shit he went through in prison and the previous things he’s experienced would make him rough, but it wouldn’t.

From my own experience of trauma, and though it’s nothing like Spencer’s, I can honestly say the way you treat it is absolutely disgusting. The shit he went through in prison, which I only mention because it’s the main thing everyone uses for his dominance, would make him still be a submissive. If anything, and I understand it makes him process things differently, he would still be the same as before: submissive. 

It would’ve be about the scenes, dynamics are never just the scenes, they’re the dynamic. He might have anxiety attacks from what he experienced, flashbacks, ya know, the normal thing one experiences after trauma. 

There’s a reason I never write him, and it’s that him as a switch doesn’t fit, it never has. There are two things that piss me off more about sexualizing his trauma: people use it for the wrong reasons, and it’s so normalized it takes someone on the opposite end of the spectrum to realize something isn’t right about it. 

I think that’s all I’ll say on it, and you can argue withcha mom, not me, but no arguing in the comments, none of that shit, got it?

73 notes • Posted 2021-07-23 23:29:09 GMT

#4

Just a friendly reminder Ryan Lucan has very submissive eyes. I'm just saying, he would ask to be pegged.

86 notes • Posted 2021-09-23 20:30:58 GMT

#3

“Know Your Place, Damn Fool.”

Has: Pegging, Monsterfucking, Brat Sukuna, Handcuffs, Sex Toys, Strap-ons, Overstimulation, Femdom, Subspace, Handjobs/Blowjobs, Anal Fingering, Degrading Kink, Mommy Kink, Sadism, Masochism, Cock Slaping, Choking/Breath Play, Edging/Orgasm Denial, Finger Sucking, Sukuna passes out at the end.

♘

“And what’s got you in a mood now?” Sukuna asked in a taunting voice, which she rolled her eyes at. 

“You, brat. You annoy me. This is the third time you’ve either ripped the clothes I’ve given you, which were my old ones, or you’ve gone through my things.” Amari answered as she pointed to the clothes in the trash. 

“You gave me a body, now you have to deal with it.” He reminded, which gave her a sinister idea. 

“You’re right, I did give you a body. You know, there’s this tactic that puts men in their place, are you curious?” She asked as she moved to the closet, though You Man stayed quiet for a moment.

“Whatever you have planned won’t work. In case you’ve forgotten, I’m the one in control here, Amari. I’m the King of Curses.” He boasted as she came out of the closet with a bag. 

“Oh, I know, but even the King of Curses needs to be taken down a peg or two. So I ask again, are you curious about what I could do to make you learn your place?” She asked firmly, which he hummed. 

“Sure, why not? And when you’re underneath me, I’ll remind you of your place,” he moved toward the bed and stripped down to nothing. As he got onto the bed, she took her clothes off down to her bra and reached inside her bag. Grabbing something out of the bag, she reached for the handcuffs first. “You’re not putting them onto me.” 

“Aww, why not? I even bought two pairs for all four wrists,” she teased before putting them on the nightstand. As she fastened the first pair on, she reached for the second pair. “Break either of them and I’ll have to punish you, got it?” She asked before moving off of him. 

“Ooh- yes ma’am,” he rolled his eyes, but she paid him no mind and reached to get her harness. Putting them on, she adjusted them around her waist and thighs. “Wait, what’s that for?”

“Assuming you don’t recognize it, this is a harness for a dildo. I’m going to peg you until I think you’ve learned your lesson.” She said as she turned around to grab one of her larger dildos. Admittedly, it was 9” x 6”, so the girth was way wider than average. 

“Why is it that big? That’s not gonna go in me, is it?” Now she could hear the fear in his voice, and it made her cackle at his voice. “Stop laughing, it’s not funny.” 

“It is, though. Don’t worry, it’s only nine inches long and six inches in girth. I’ve even made sure it’s closer to how big you are. Besides, I’ll prep you first before I fuck you,” she assured before moving to the nightstand to lube her hand. “And I want you to feel it all.” 

Though he crossed his legs, she quickly pied them both open again. Slowly sticking her fingers inside his ass, she kept an eye on his facial reactions. She could see him squirm around, though it wouldn’t last. “It feels weird,” he whispered, but she smiled. 

“I know, I just have to find it,” she muttered before using her two fingers to search for his prostate. “It should be right around-.” 

“Ah-!” He gasped suddenly, which she chuckled at his reaction. Thrusting her fingers inside him quickly, the breathless noises falling from his lips couldn’t be hidden. “U-Untie me, brat!” He tried pleading, though it didn’t work at all. 

“I haven’t even gotten to fucking you yet, and you’re already wanting me to stop? What happened to that curiosity about how a woman can put a man in his place?” She taunted as she continued thrusting her fingers into his ass. Continuing to brush her fingers over his prostate made him groan suddenly. 

“Sl- ah- slow down-fuck-,” he couldn’t put himself together enough to give her a genuine reaction.

“Slow down? I haven’t even fucked you yet. I’m just playing with your prostate, Sukuna. What, are you getting close to coming? It would be kinda pathetic if you came without me touching either of your dicks.” She knew the degradation would be something to set him off, and she loved making him stutter from pleasure. 

“Let me go, you skank!” He wanted to get out of the handcuffs, but he couldn’t. 

“Mistress,” she corrected as she continued alternating her fingers against his prostate. “Call me Mistress, or Mommy, either one works.” Knowing this would’ve been a long process for him to learn, she kept an eye on his reactions. 

“I’m not calling you that,” he breathed out, though she didn’t like that answer. Pressing her fingers against his prostate again, she slowly rubbed the spot repeatedly, slowly, but repeatedly. Hearing him trying to muffle his groans, she stopped suddenly. “Hey!” 

“Hey yourself, baby. I told you you could either call me Miss or Mistress, Mommy if you’re down with it.” She reminded with ease, though he shook his head. “I’ll leave you here, high and dry,” she answered before starting to move away. 

“Don’t-,” he said with ease, which she chuckled. 

“Then don’t stop me again, got it?” She asked with a stern tone, followed immediately by her slapping his thighs. Hearing himself moan, he stopped himself halfway, hoping she wouldn’t pick up on it, but she did. “You little masochist. How cute.”

“I’m not a masochist, don’t call me that,” as much as he didn’t want to admit it, he wanted her to hit him again. Using her free hand, she slapped his dicks this time, one by one. Instead of hearing him try to restrain himself, a whorish moan escaped before he could realize it.

“I mean, I could easily whip your thighs until you cry, if I wanted to. I wonder how many licks it would be before you beg me to touch you again. Either way, I think I’ll still get to pegging you before I do anything else,” as she removed her fingers from his hole, she moved off the bed and went to her nightstand. Putting enough lube on the toy, she could tell Sukuna grew anxious, even to the point of pressing his legs together. 

Hoping it would alleviate the tension growing, it did nothing, which made her laugh. Moving back between his legs, she thought for a moment before reaching her hand for one of his dicks. “I wonder what would happen if I played with one and not the other?”

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117 notes • Posted 2021-11-27 19:23:47 GMT

#2

treating eating you out as a privilege for Spencer so he spends time begging and begging you to eat you out

eventually you've conditioned him to want to eat you out as much as he wants permission to cum

Okay but hear me out-

He'd wrap both his arms around your thighs and continue eating. It really sticks out with the idea of "I'll eat until I'm full"

But if you told him to slow down, he'd probably speed up out of spite. He knows he'll get punished but to hell with it all, ya know?

And his punishment would either be milking or overstim until he has a dry orgasm. Maybe until he cries, who knows?

And he wouldn't apologize, he would ask to eat you out again, knowing he would overstep it, not care. It would boost his confidence, yk? Make his dick jump, maybe some whimpers as be gyrates his hips against the bed, trying to get himself off.

But you notice, tell him to stop if he doesn't want to get punished. But brat!Spencer? FAWK all that, would probably get punished by a fucking machine.

I'm rambling, my fault... You get the point.

130 notes • Posted 2021-08-26 02:24:11 GMT

#1

04. (NSFW)

CW: Choking, Hickeys, Riding, Fingering, Oral Sex (m receiving), Mistress honorifics, Mommy honorifics, Ma’am honorifics, Scratching, Sub!Spencer Reid, Domme!OC, praise kink, degredation.

♞

"I'm going to give you thirty seconds to be in my room, fully naked." She moved out of the way of the door and let him inside. Seeing as his eyes still showed desperation, he quickly stepped inside. She waited thirty seconds like she said she would, then went to her room.

Everything but his boxers were off, and it seemed like he was self-conscious. "I thought I told you to take everything off, no exceptions." She reminded as she pointed to his boxers. Peeling off her shirt, she walked closer to him.

"I know, Ma'am, but I-," he started, yet she just didn't want to hear him anymore. Kiara pulled him close by his waist and kept her hands there while kissing him. He didn't know where to put his hands, so he kept them in front of his bulge.

"Do me a favor next time: listen to your mistress when you're ordered to. Do you understand?" She asked in a low tone, which he whined and nodded. "Good," while she talked, she slipped her hands into his boxers. One hand went to his dick, which he jolted from the sensation, yet the other hand went to his side.

"Mmh- wait," he broke away from the kiss, and it looked like he contemplated something. "Can I take your clothes off, please?" It was adorably hot how he asked for everything, even if he hadn't realized she already gave him permission.

"Of course you can, baby boy. Take my clothes off," she ordered, which his hands fumbled to her bra first. Unclasping the hook, her boobs dropped, and he loved the sight of it. His hands toured her stomach, everything from the stretch marks and down.

Running his fingers on the hem of her shorts, he dipped his index fingers under the waistband before sliding her shorts down her legs. What the seductive part was he kept eye contact the entire time.

When her shorts were at her ankles, Spencer Reid was on his knees. He had a pleading look in his eyes, like he wanted something but needed to beg for it. "Go on, tell me what you want, baby boy. If not, I can't please you the way I want to."

"Can I taste you, Mistress?" The most submissive look in his eyes made him hard to resist.

"Ooh, I would let you, but you haven't taken these off, yet," she bent down to grab his hands. Once she had a light grip on his hands, she slid them up her legs, then her thighs, and stopped at her underwear. "So be a good boy and take them off for me."

Once again, he nodded as a response before pulling them down for her. "Stand up and get on the bed," as much as she enjoyed seeing him on his knees, she would rather fuck him than have him begging, not right now.

Quickly following her orders, he got onto the bed. Laying down on the bed, she crawled on top of him but didn't put her bodyweight onto him. Lightly grabbing his throat, she leaned toward his ear, not to his mouth yet. "Be a good boy for me, will you? I would hate to punish you on your first scene."

"Yes, ma'am," he whined, unconsciously rolling his hips under her.

"Good, but let me taste you first." she let go of her hand around his neck and moved to his waist. The one thing she kept her eyes on was his facial reaction. Pulling his boxers down, his dick sprung free. "Look at you, already so hard for me. God, you're so beautiful."

He whimpered, most likely from hearing her appraisals. She wrapped a hand around his dick, just before slowly stroking him. It wasn't fast enough to get him off, in fact, it was agonizingly slow. All he could do was whine loudly, and she enjoyed every sound he made.

Placing her mouth on the tip, she heard him let out a high-pitched whine. The fun thing about virgins? They're so fucking responsive it hurts. Each touch you make to someplace hypersensitive could've set them off.

Instead of immediately pleasuring him, she wanted to tease him. Seeing as his legs were spread apart, she ran her hands up his inner thighs. It gave him a sense of what would happen next, but it also made him anticipate what she would do to him. At first, it was light kisses to his inner thigh, which little gasps fell from his lips.

But as he got comfortable with the kissing, she sucked in those same spots, as if marking where she would form hickeys. The first hickey she made caused him to suck in raggedly, almost as if this gesture alone would've gotten him off. However, as adorable as he looked lying on the bed with his chest rising and falling unevenly, she still wanted him to feel penetrative sex.

By the time she fully took his dick into her mouth, he was a whimpering mess. The warmth from her mouth is what set him so close to the edge. Because of her previous teasing, his body jerked, no, writhed under her touch. "Please, Mistress," begging wouldn't get anything done, despite how much she wanted to hear it.

She didn't listen to his whining but instead swirled her tongue around his tip. Kiara took her time with him, even if it was agonizingly slow, but it was hot watching him squirm around, trying to please himself from her mouth. He must have been sensitive by now, so much so that his dick twitched in her mouth. That's when she knew to pull away, even if it meant he let out a string of desperate moans.

"W-Why did you stop?" His chest heaved in sexual desperation, almost like he wanted more, but he wasn't going to get what he wanted.

"Don't sound ungrateful, baby boy. You said you wanted to taste me, right?" she asked, which he quickly nodded. "Then sit up," she ordered, which he did as told. Crawling onto his lap, she hovered just above his dick, not giving him the satisfaction of her pussy just yet.

Out of instinct, he placed either of his hands on her thighs. She took his right and moved it into her inner thighs. When she let go of his hand, he slid it inward. "Y-You're so wet, ma'am," he wasn't expecting her to be sopping wet, but if this was because of him, he wanted to savor it.

"And it's all because of you, baby boy. Now be a good boy and please your Mistress," she ordered. He slid his hands toward her cunt, finding her clit easily. That wasn't the only thing he did, however, as he placed his mouth on her nipple.

He lightly circled his thumb on her clit, yet he inserted two fingers inside her hole. "Good boy," she moaned out. He started thrusting his fingers into her and swirling his tongue around her nipple. It didn't take him long to brush against her G-spot, which her walls fluttered around his fingers.

He sped up as if wanting to see what she would look like high from her orgasm. When her left nipple was hard, Spencer moved his mouth to her right one and did the same. She couldn't last long if he continued doing this. "Baby, I-," her voice escaped her, followed by an immediate moan.

"I like making you feel good, Mistress," he still had the same look in his eyes, but she couldn't focus on him anymore. "I wanna make you feel good," something must've flicked in his brain, because he rolled his fingers inside her.

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[councilestatebarbie]

can i be annoying and ask for the same thing you did for sid with shawn mendez ? thats rhe first atrology write up ive read that actually makes sense to me like you wrote it in a way i understand. Im interested in shawns chart but everything is confusing so if you have time could you plssssss do a write up for shawns chart? thanj you :)

(note that his rising is only actually libra if his birth time is actually around noon idk anything about him so i’m just going off of info ive been told / found)

leo suns obvs have a reputation of being full of themselves but tbh they’re just self-aware. they’re rly hardworking and mostly motivated by the ppl around them - if they have a specific affection for someone / something they’re gonna do all they can for them / it. they can come across as kinda lazy at times (duh they’re lions) but once you get them going, they’re determined to keep going. they can be pretty traditional (as they’re a fixed sign) and are fiercely loyal when they form connections, so they’d rather work something through for a long while than give up and move on. and although they have that reputation for being overly confident n self absorbed they’re usually really humble and tend to blame themselves when things go wrong -- they’re pretty self conscious and self aware.

sun opposing moon people tend to struggle with their needs and wants, and their indecisiveness results in a lack of focus when they decide on one tour they are often pulled in another direction bc they are always aware of the opposite view, they tend to question their stance a lot

sun conjunct mercury ppl are usually rly intelligent n great communicators - they’re v prideful of their intellect, but they can be not as great listeners as they are speakers bc they’ll be thinking of what to say next. and although they like expressing themselves they tend to not dominate or be v active in conversations bc of this. though when they do speak it may bruise their ego if they feel criticised or pushed aside. also tend to be p animated speakers 

sun opposing uranus means they have a strong sense of personal freedom so it can be hard to get them to do something they aren't particularly interested in. it can be hard for them to maintain routines and often work in spurts, so when they’re having a creative burst they put everything into it, but when they’re not in that creative space it can be hard for them to put much effort into things

aquarius moons can be p sociable but are natural loners, n bc of this they tend to feel like they don't fit in. they also will reject any negative qualities / emotions they possess in order to appear / feel above things which they consider to be more trivial. n when this gets too outta hand is when they come across as aloof and detached. they’re rly tolerant in personal relationships tho - they give a lot of independence and enjoy kinda ‘weird’ behaviour that others might not. they’re a fixed sign too so they’re less flighty than other air signs, n in the long haul prefer things to be more constant, but can be unreliable where the little things in life are concerned.

moon in 10th house people are rly family orientated n like to stay at home a lot. they also usually have strong maternal influences. they might also move around a lot or change up the insides of their homes bc they’re looking for a place to really belong.

moon trine lilith people have an affinity for romantic and sexual relationships, and come come across as charming and intriguing.

moon trine ascendant ppl are good family influences and have good family influences in return, they love giving back. they also love change and travelling, and they’re rly open to other people, and love personal contact.

leo mercuries are good, natural problem solvers. they’re usually rly friendly and positive figures, n can be rly charming w how warm they are. they’re amazing speakers - enthusiastic, sincere, authoritative. but bc they can be authoritative they can come across too strongly sometimes.

mercury in 10th house means the most important things to them are the feelings of home and comfort. they're also smart with languages and can attract careers surrounding language.

venus in cancer tend to be quite sensitive in love. they show their love by caring for you, and paying close attention to your behaviours and feelings more than things you actually say to them. though they can be p moody and give silent treatment etc if they don't keep their moods in check. they love sentimentality and are turned off by affections that feel too impersonal and generalised. they need to feel confident and content w you bc of how attached they are to their family and home.

venus in 9th house people tend to find love with people abroad / not from their home, and they feel v happy abroad. they’re attracted to ppl from different cultural backgrounds, and they like partners who have a sense of adventure and enthusiasm.

venus opposite neptune means they may lack self confidence and are generally easy going - they might let their partner take initiative and just follow suit more than not. these placements are also often in love with love, very compassionate, and will usually go above and beyond for those they love. 

venus square ascendent means they may indulge in things they find pleasure in excessively, and be surrounded by company that is questionable to others. they may also come across differently themselves than they may initially be perceived. 

venus conjunct midheaven brings a very affectionate nature and close relationships w their friends. their friends may be important to their careers in some way. they also tend to have good reputations in their careers and are well-liked for what they do.

cancer mars ppl can be v passive aggressive and try to avoid direct confrontations. they tend to be pretty protective and use this as a way to turn ppl on sometimes, also they can be particularly turned on by the idea of having a baby lmao

cancer opposing neptune is a challenging placement. they have a hard time being direct and proactive with what they want, and they can feel like they aren't entirely deserving of what they do what bc of low self confidence. they fear rejection and criticism. they have strong imaginations and as much as they imagine the ways in which things go wrong they also use it to imagine their ideal scenarios and other good things. they’re likely to fantasise and experiment quite a bit sexually and can be into things others may consider to be weird or taboo. bc of their fears of criticism and inadequacy, they will either go in complicated, roundabout ways to achieve what they want, or will actively seek out situations in which they're almost guaranteed positive feedback and praise

[justsomeantifas]

i’ve never heard anyone refer to something as ‘a Soviet’. Is it like a sit-in? How are they different?

Ok kids (of all ages), history lesson time!

In 1905 Russia (st Petersburg specifically - aka "Petrograd"), there were a whole lotta strikes, walkouts, etc (many in response to their unaccountable imperial government going into yet another war, with Japan this time) - in many ways this labor action culminating with a General Strike in October, but in many other ways they culminated sometime before that (exactly when depends on if you believe Trotsky or the Anarchist writer Voline, but sometime that year) in the establishment of the "Petrograd Soviet".

In Russian, "Soviet" just means something adjacent to "Council" in English - and what it was was a place where regular people (mostly of the burgeoning working class but also peasants) could come together & talk abt what they wanted, what they needed, and how they could go about organizing to achieve it. It varied city to city, but the one in Petrograd had people from hundreds of factories & trade unions in the city.

(pictured: a meeting of a Soviet, I think it's in Petrograd but based on the signs referencing Lenin I don't think this is of the one in 1905 bc he wasn't rly that widely known, below one of the signs is talking abt living under capitalism)

They quieted down in the period between 1905-1917, largely due to state repression as well as state capitulation in the form of a liberal-democratic parliamentary body known as the "Duma". Many thought this was bullshit, but it appeased the majority of the working people bc it had the appearance of "making gains" & "coming to common ground" with the, y'know, Monarchy. Then that same monarchy within like a year was already renegging on the meagre promises of representation & made it into a spectacle w/o meaningful input. So then 1917 rolled around & the soviets started popping up again like fungi.

The fact that 'Soviet' is such a proper, specific name in the anglo psyche belies the fact that they were organic structures bubbling up from ppl following their own interests as workers - people of their own volition organized hundreds of them throughout the Empire & they proved pivotal to the idea of socialist democracy in the SFSR/USSR that followed.

Those of u that learned Russian history in the US probly have alarm bells ringing like 'wait what abt the bolsheviks didn't they have control over those' & that wasn't until later, & they came to dominance over them in no small part through their principled opposition to the Tsardom's Imperialism & to the many pointless, seemingly endless wars churning out bodies on an industrial scale.

P much everything up to this point is uncontroversial & easy to corroborate. Then there's the question of what happened after the revolution - first there was what is called a "Civil War" in the west, though in the USSR it was considered an Invasion by the world's largest & most bloodthirsty imperial powers (including the USA) Turns out massive war tends to bring down ppl's drive to participate in voting & discussing :/ After that though, stories tend to diverge based on your ideological flavor, and since I wanna stay dark & mysterious wrt my opinions I'll end it here. Going back to the original post tho - that organizing model became a sorta meme within working class orgs of many neighboring states, 'get a buncha ppl together & figure out what u wanna do' does sorta make intuitive sense. Today you can look @ Kurdish organized Communes as the bearers of the legacy, as well as the Commune model that's growing in Venezuela.

If u wanna learn more I'd suggest starting w China Mieville's 'October' - there's an audiobook somewhere out there, but if u wanna learn in more detail I'd suggest 'Red Petrograd' & Voline's writings.

[everchanqinq]

hi! as a member of the rpc, do you know why over the years fcs like justin bieber, one direction, kylie jenner, kendall jenner, taylor swift, miley cyrus, etc. are becoming less frequently used?

okay, so   ....    keep in mind that i am no expert, not self - proclaimed either  &  the rpc is somewhat unpredictable sometimes. so this is mostly just based on my guess and personal experience ?  but recently, lots of popular faceclaims are from  ( netflix / hbo )  tv shows or movies  &  models, or influencers. there have been lots of people trying to make the rpc more inclusive, make more resource available for fcs of colour, and simply make the pool of faceclaims more diverse than it was back then. there’s still lots of work to be done, admittedly, but compared to, seven or eight years ago we’ve made progress. and so it seems quite logical that we are not religiously holding onto the same ol’ faceclaims, but also using the new faces that pop up and become popular, those that have new resources made for them, those we see in media right now.

and those approx seven years is a  long  time and in my personal opinion, people like justin, taylor  &  miley just aren’t as dominant within pop culture as they once were. obviously you can argue that, because they’re not rly my forte. but also with one direction, like they’ve split up, some of them don’t release that much stuff anymore. there’s also some controversy in general about some of these people. some mixed opinions about whether people like them or not. don’t think this is the time or place to go into  depth  about that, especially because idk the details, but this also hasn’t contributed to these faces still being used tons right now.

then again, roleplay simply evolves with time just as  any  type of media does. and this also impacts each other. if you ask me, there’d be no reason to think this is some kind of clear cut   “ we’ve stopped using these fcs for reason x, y and z ”   because it’s not like that. we are simply turning to people that we watch, love, get to know, stan, and think are really beautiful now. and those may not the same people as god knows how many years ago. so that’s why, if you ask me  ...   times changed, rp changed.

[f-nodragonart]

Alphas and Hive Minds

HTTYD and now Godzilla:KOM have done me too dirty on this topic, I HAVE to rectify this

so let’s break this down

“alphas” are a very human-centric concept (and more arguably, a specifically capitalistic concept), and aren’t typically present in nature in the ways we expect them to be, if at ALL

“dominance” is at best a fluid concept that can sometimes help map out relationships b/t individuals under certain contexts, but it’s NOT an inherent trait. here’s a quote from an excellent article on the subject, PLEASE go read the whole thing:

You can’t really say ‘an animal is dominant’ in the same way that you can’t say ‘an animal is chasing.’ Who is that animal chasing, and who is that animal dominant in relation to?

While there are many hazy definitions of the word dominance in the current scientific literature, the most accepted one that I have seen is that dominance is a factor of a relationship between two individuals regarding control of resources. In this relationship, the submissive individual will allow the dominant individual to have the resource. Theoretically.

What dominance is NOT is a character trait. No animal is born “the alpha.” Studies of wolves in captivity and in the wild have shown that the fact that an individual is the highest-ranking member of one pack has little to no bearing on the animal’s rank if it moves to a new pack. Similarly, studies of parent-raised canids have found that no stable hierarchy forms in litters of pups. And finally, dominance relationships are often based off of the result of a single fight; if two individuals are evenly matched it can be a more or less random conclusion.

as this article goes on to explain, wild wolves typically live in “nuclear families”, so what we perceive as the “alpha couple” is actually just the parental unit to the kids who have yet to leave the nest and start their own families. anything approaching “Alpha/Beta/Omega” among wolves has mostly been observed in captive situations, where a bunch of random wolves are thrown together and forced to navigate their environment together-- it’s uncomfortable for everyone involved

now this isn’t to say that wild animals are NEVER hierarchical-- ranking is useful when dealing with large groups of individuals. however, these hierarchies are generally more complicated than a simple “perfect ladder” concept (again, from the same article):

Figure redrawn from Bradshaw, Blackwell, and Casey, 2009. Dashed lines between pairs indicate no clear dominant individual despite multiple interactions. No line between a pair indicates that the pair rarely interacted.

(while not necessarily an example of wild animal hierarchy since this is mapping out relationships within a group of shelter dogs, it’s a good example of the complexities of larger group relationships)

and one last important quote from that article, relating to submission (seriously, read the whole thing):

So much of the literature focuses on agonistic behavior, yet agonistic behavior is far, far rarer in wild canids than submissive behavior is. In nuclear wolf families, aggression is almost nonexistent.

The word ‘submissive’ has a negative connotation. It suggests a loss of power, a humbling, a subjugation. It might be better to remove it as a label for certain types of canid behavior, in that case. Canids don’t demand submissive behavior from one another, they offer it. Muzzle-biting in wolves, which seems fierce, is usually solicited from the animal being bitten- several times in a row. Far from the popularized “alpha roll,” canids rarely force each other to roll over- they use rolling over as an invitation to play or a plea for affection. This type of affiliative, cohesive behavior makes up the vast majority of all social behavior in canid groups.

A wag of the tail and an open, panting mouth is called submissive by the literature, but in that case, so is a human smile.

while this article focuses on canids, there are plenty of examples of wild groups of animals w/ some sort of ranking/hierarchy (including non-predatory animals!), just be mindful of the sources u look into. even scientific sources could have a bias based on the researcher’s personal social background

even if we ARE treating dominance as an actual trait, or creating a ‘perfect ladder’ hierarchy, there’s a BIG difference between asserting dominance via size/strength/pheromones/etc. vs. straight-up mind-controlling a group to do ur bidding. however, mind-control is unfortunately how most “alpha” media seems to frame dominance, which is simply not even POSSIBLE in nature, as far as we know

this is where we see botched attempts at “hivemind”, which isn’t even present in the hives we associate it with. here’s a post that breaks down social insects RLY well (which I recommend reading in full), but for the sake of this post, I’ll just quote some important sections:

If you think of a social insect colony as a superorganism, which it’s useful to do in many cases, different groups of insects within the colony act like organs. One caste protects the colony from invaders, which is like an immune system. One caste scouts for new places to forage, which is like a sensory system. Generally, science fiction has a good grip on this idea. Where sci-fi authors fail is that they think the queen is the brain of this superorganism. She is not. She is the reproductive system. The queen does not control what happens in the hive any more than your reproductive system controls what happens in your body. (Which is to say, she has some influence, but she is not the brains of the operation.)

~~~

Now, I’ve already told you that the queen is not the brain of the hive. So where is the brain? Well, that is exactly the point of swarm intelligence. The brain does not reside in one particular animal. It’s an emergent property of many animals working together. A colony is not like your body, where your brain sends an impulse to your mouth telling it to move, and it moves. It’s more like when two big groups of people are walking toward each other, and they spontaneously organize themselves into lanes so no one has a collision (x). There’s no leader telling them to do that, but they do it anyway.

Much of the efficiency of social insect colonies comes from very simple behavioral rules (x). Hymenopterans, the group of insects that includes ants, bees, and wasps, have a behavioral rule: work on a task until it is completed, and when it is done, switch to a different task.

~~~

The existential terror of the hive mind in science fiction comes from the loss of the self. The idea is that in a social insect colony, there is no individual, but one whole, united to one purpose. No dissent, disagreement, or conflicting interests occur, just total lockstep. I totally get why that’s scary.

The thing is, it’s just not true of real social insects. There is conflict within colonies all the time, up to and including civil war.

~~~

Here’s what I find weird about depictions of social insects in science fiction. They are portrayed as utterly alien, Other, and horrifying. Yet humans and social insects are very, very similar. The famous sociobiologists E.O. Wilson and Bernard Crespi have both described humans as chimpanzees that took on the lifestyle of ants.

and even worse than a false attempt at hivemind among just one species, “hivemind alphas” in popular media are often shown to control an array of completely separate species! as if all these diverse, uniquely-evolved creatures answer to the same, single power!

"but what if I want to KEEP alphas/hivemind? is there a way to do it ‘right?’”

well, there might just be! here are a few ways I’ve thought of

1) integrate “dominance as a trait” into reasonable caste systems and/or hierarchies

sure, something like “dominance” could theoretically be an inherent trait under certain circumstances, but what would that MEAN for the species this occurs in? this sort of system would evolve for a REASON, so what purpose do castes with different levels of “dominance” serve to the overall community?

does dominance correlate to a certain set of tasks (IE-- alphas fight and protect, omegas gather/grow/prepare food)? or is this simply a way to better keep the peace among a huge group of individuals that would otherwise in-fight too much if there weren’t any genetically-predetermined parameters in place (and if this is the case, what kind of tumultuous relationships must this species have that they wouldn’t be able to solve these issues thru social interaction)? or maybe this is a purely reproductive strategy, and there are either several different sexes based around dominance, or different castes within sexes that perform different sexual/social roles depending on population and breeding season (and if so, how does dominance factor into these reproductive strategies)?

for as much flack as the genre gets, there are a lot of ABO/omegaverse fics that actually do rly cool worldbuilding w/ the concept of “dominance as a trait” and/or genetically-predetermined castes, so I know it can work lmao

2) lean HEAVY into exploring autonomy/individuality and mind control

if u want an alpha that can override the autonomy of others, then don’t shy away from the full implications of that

what does it mean for this society if one single creature can override individual autonomy? what does this level of control mean for individuality-- if that’s even a concept that exists for these creatures? do individuals feel any particular way about their lack of true autonomy-- are they relieved to not be under the pressure of having to making decisions themselves? maybe they even feel that individuality is a psychological death-sentence-- after all, what is anxiety if not the existential dread of individuality?

are alphas born into this position of mental control, or do mentally strong individuals battle for it? if this is the case, are alphas the only ones that could be considered truly autonomous individuals? or perhaps alphas are more of the mouthpiece for the collective consciousness of their community, so their opinions and feelings shift to reflect the average consensus of their community?

if a single creature can control individuals across a wide area (such as across an entire planet), how do they do it? do they have far-spreading pheromones, a loud call, or do they use second-tier individuals to exert their control? or are all individual members of the community connected into a complex neural network? is this network so intimate as to connect all individuals in a mental web that can be tapped into at any moment, despite distance? what can transfer across this network-- complex thoughts/language, visuals, or just emotional suggestions?

also, please think deeply about how far-reaching an alpha’s control is in your world. sure, perhaps a complex neural network evolved early on enough that all of a planet’s species fall under the control of this neural umbrella, but that’s prettyyyy unlikely. a much smaller taxa level makes more sense, like just a species. this species may still be the dominant species of a given planet, but their alphas aren’t controlling EVERYTHING on that planet-- it would be FAR too much effort to control every little ecological system. or at the very least, the control exerted beyond an alpha’s own species would be very weak compared to the full control they exert over their own-- perhaps they can only implant suggestions or telepathically communicate w/ other species?

though just because the alpha’s community consists of a single species doesn’t mean there can’t be diversity-- social insects like ants and bees are a great example of specialized tasks leading to diverse morphology among a species’ castes

3) the society is actually a TRUE superorganism of systems with a leading “brain”

are there even any separate individuals in this world, or is the “alpha” in fact the ‘brain’, and all other ‘individuals’ are their various limbs and organs? real-life hives/colonies without a “brain” allow for highly-efficient, decentralized coordination among as many as thousands of individuals, so what is the advantage of a ‘single’-organism society setup with a single “brain”?

this is a great route to go if u rly RLY want a multi-species hivemind, b/c u could make the base organism a parasite-- cordyceps fungi, anyone? parasites still tend to be species/clade-specific, but at least this physical conduit makes more sense for a multi-species hivemind

-Mod Spiral

[thebeauregardbros]

Character Profile : Alus

Full Name: Alus Beauregard Pronunciation: Ah-Loose Beau-Regard (IPA: ɑːljuːs boʊɹəɡɑɹd) Nicknames: Alice (dontcallhimthisunlessyouwannagetyelledat) Height: 5′8″ (a few ilms higher with heels, which he wears ALWAYS) Age: ~24 Zodiac: Nald’thal, The Traders (note: Alus’ actual nameday is unknown, this is just his father’s chosen Guardian to represent his twin sons.) Languages: Common, Some Hingan.

PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS.

Hair Colour: Golden Blonde Eye Colour: Heterochromia; Right eye is purplish-red, left eye is yellow-gold. Skin Tone: A light tan bronze with a gold-ish undertone. Body Type: Muscular and burly; built for stamina and strength. Long legs. Accent: Some sort of hybrid of the fancy speech of the high Ishgardian nobility and the common (British?) Ul’Dahn. He tends to sprinkle his speech with “thous” and “thees” he picked up as a follower of Urianger, and only ever uses contractions when particularly frustrated or flustered. Dominant Hand: Right-handed Posture: Ridiculously perfect at all times; it actually comes off as too stiff or formal to most people as he practically never lets his posture relax. Scars: Countless large and small upon his chest, back, stomach, arms, thighs... none on his face. He covers evidence of his scars well with his habit of constantly wearing discreet formal clothing. Tattoos: None.

CHILDHOOD.

Place of Birth: Unknown - Found outside Ul’dah, at the church of Saint Adama Landama. Hometown: None; adopted son of a constantly travelling Eorzean merchant. He simply regards the region of Eorzea as his home country. Birth Weight / Height: Unknown. Manner of Birth: Unknown. First Words: Probably something generic like Papa. Siblings: Twin brother to Arc Beauregard; his best friend and partner in adventuring. Parents: Gwenneg Beauregard (Adoptive Father; Deceased) Parental Involvement: His father had a seemingly endless supply of stories for Alus of fantastical tales of knights, princes, and paladins who rescued damsels, protected the weak, and saved the realm from evil over and over again. The family was close and always there for eachother, doing practically everything together - always open, honest, and kind to one another. Alus will never forget his father, nor ever spend a single day not wishing he could see him alive and happy just one more time.

ADULT LIFE

Occupation: Free Paladin, Military Field Medic, and Cafe Proprietor. Current Residence: Sleeping on the too-small couch of his personal Cafe Nobilitea. Close Friends: Arc Beauregard and Urianger; the latter probably thinks of Alus more as an acquaintance. Relationship Status: Single; not really taking dating very seriously right now. Financial Status: Constantly fluctuating; he has a bad habit of giving away his gil to the first random needy person he sees, or spending his pocket money on lavish dyes and glamours. Driver’s License: A rarely used chocobo racing license that qualifies him for high-level racing of the Gold Saucer chocobo races, and a proof of ownership card for his military-issued chocobo. Vices: Gambling, Shopping, Unwanted Lecturing, Rambling

SEX & ROMANCE.

Sexual Orientation: Questioning (Asexual) Romantic Orientation: Panromantic Preferred Emotional Role:  submissive  |  dominant  |  switch  |  unsure Preferred Sexual Role:  submissive  |  dominant  |  switch  |  sex repulsed Libido: As someone absolutely inexperienced with romantic relationships, he believes that sex is an extremely sacred and personal romantic thing between two people deeply in love instead of something done for the simple sensation of pleasure, and becomes extremely flustered when personally talked to about sex. It’s just not something he particularly cares about besides the emotional meaning it may mean to someone he will one day care about. I think he understands some people care about sex more than he does, and he respects that. Turn Ons: Patiently being given the opportunity to take the lead in flirting ; Being able to help people ; Having his hair complimented ; Having a piece of his loose clothing cautiously held on to ; Being open & cheerful about his platonic love and devotion for someone he barely knows, and having that enthusiasm returned. Turn Offs: People entering his close personal space or being touched w/o his permission ; People who betray or lie to their friends and/or allies ; Being ignored ; Violence ; Vulgar language Love Language: When Alus likes a man, he is very upfront about it. He’ll throw around phrases like “I love you!” without restraint, even while barely knowing them. If he’s truly comfortable with someone, he’ll touch them first - Usually just as a hug or holding their arm or hand - That’s his sign to basically say “You can touch me back however you want.”. When he’s romantically interested in a woman, however, he’s the opposite of that confidence - He’s constantly stuttering, looking away, clearing his throat, trying so hard to just form a proper sentence, and squeaking out outright pleas for them to do something to stop being so damn attractive for ONE SECOND just so he can think clearly. He will NEVER touch a girl without her permission first. For nonbinary people, it may depend on if said person is more feminine or masculine. Relationship Tendencies: Alus has never been in a steady romantic relationship before, but I imagine he’s the sort of guy to bring flowers to his loved one every day, insist on cooking for them, constantly shower them in compliments, and greet them with an excited running attack hug. He’s like an excited golden retriever, he loves you so much.

MISCELLANEOUS.

Hobbies to Pass the Time: Shopping, gaming/gambling at the gold saucer, baking, flower arrangement, coordinating new outfits, making simple jewelry, visiting grave sites of fallen acquaintances, and praying at statues of Nald and Thal. Mental Disorders: Attention Deficit Disorder (ADD) Physical Illnesses/Disabilities: Minor small segments of numb nerve damage on random small segments on his body. Left or Right Brained: Right brain. Fears: Losing his loved ones, especially his brother ; Slugs & other slimy creatures ; Messing up in battle ; Being directly responsible for the deaths of others through his own negligence ; Being abandoned by all his friends and allies ; Being betrayed Self Confidence Level: Alus actively chooses to see the good in others and himself. He tries so hard to do this that it is practically an obsession; his personal code he will never break. Alus will never lose hope. He can’t lose hope.. Everyone is depending on him. Underneath it all, however, Alus is constantly terrified. He just does his best to think of the optimistic views in situations, and it often actually works for him. Vulnerabilities: His twin brother Arc ; Citizens he’s sworn to protect ; His allies ; His pets ; His acquaintances ; His Cafe ; His gut-reaction to react in absolute flustered embarrassment when aggressively flirted with ; People seeing him without his clothes - viewing the scars all over him in which he believes are grotesquely ugly.

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CHARACTER SHEET.     /     repost,  don’t reblog

BASICS.

FULL NAME.     brian richter PRONUNCIATION.     the richter is like ‘ rick - tur ’  NICKNAME.     n / a GENDER.     cis male HEIGHT.     6′2″ AGE.     mainverse: 40s or 50s depending ZODIAC.     virgo ( aug 28 ) SPOKEN LANGUAGES.     english

PHYSICAL CHARACTERISTICS.

HAIR COLOR.     dark blond EYE COLOR.     dark hazel blue SKIN TONE.     light but ruddy / tanned BODY TYPE.     long limbs but built sturdy. solid chest. someone whos done a lot of practical physical work over his life ACCENT.     sorta general american but sounds more east than west if anything is noticable. VOICE.     soft and young sounding. gentle DOMINANT HAND.     right POSTURE.     stern SCARS.     plenty. noticable ones on his face is one on the bridge of his nose and one on his left eyebrow  TATTOOS.     a faded enclave tattoo on his upper right arm. coa circles all over that shoulder down his chest ( the mark over his eye is a semipermanent paint/stain ) BIRTHMARKS.     minor ones on his body. nothing striking. MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURE(S).     aside from the militant coa attire and the striking face paint over his right eye, a sense of rough austerity. tends to keep the hair on his head in neater condition than those around him

CHILDHOOD.

PLACE OF BIRTH.     somewhere enclave-y in ohio HOMETOWN.    same tho his family soon moved to the capital region BIRTH WEIGHT.     average BIRTH HEIGHT.     slightly above average MANNER OF BIRTH.     normal birth FIRST WORDS.   ‘ mamamama ’ for his mom  SIBLINGS.     one older brother. deceased PARENTS.     an enclave botanist / officer and a quiet enclave tech guy  PARENTAL INVOLVEMENT.     both were loving & generally good ( aside from the usual enclave faults. ) his older brother took more after his charismatic mother while he took more after his withdrawn father. his mother died when he was eleven however and both richter and his father grew more quiet after that

ADULT LIFE.

OCCUPATION.     enclave lieutenant who went into recon CURRENT RESIDENCE.     the nucleus of far harbor CLOSE FRIENDS.     he considers tektus one but theyre not that close. others would call him a friend but he doesnt really confide in anyone RELATIONSHIP STATUS.     single. more focused on duty FINANCIAL STATUS.     hes pretty good with caps but he doesnt need that much to live his life. probably has a couple hundred tucked away and is entrusted with handling more for the children DRIVER’S LICENSE.     if it were still a thing he would have had one lmao CRIMINAL RECORD.     none solely bc the wicked things hes done are usu in the name of ‘ law enforcement ’ VICES.     sadism. wrath  

SEX & ROMANCE.

SEXUAL ORIENTATION.     bi / pan ROMANTIC ORIENTATION.     hes a shade aro but he can come to love anyone hes fucking PREFERRED EMOTIONAL ROLE.       submissive |  dominant |  switch. idk how to answer this — he can be a pushover in lots of situations but hes also immensely stubborn in other ways PREFERRED SEXUAL ROLE.       submissive  |  dominant  |  switch. LIBIDO.     a shade above average? he doesnt act on it tho TURN ON’S.     lingerie, aggression toward common enemies, capable ‘respectable’ partners, murder, pleasing his partner, ‘kindness’ TURN OFF’S.    people who come on too strong ( he mistrusts them, ) bragging, someone trying to get him to dirty talk, excessive dirty talk, romance if he hasnt actually fallen in love with someone, gore, robots, immaturity, disrespect, blasphemy, lasciviousness, someone who cant keep a secret, cruelty to animals or children, disobedience, rudeness, being teased, unreliability, the chance of being found out by other children, the chance of anyone knowing physical relations are taking place at all, inebriation or anything else that would reduce someones ability to consent, sharing partners, the other participant not wanting to be there LOVE LANGUAGE.     wants to kill their enemies. offers to kill their enemies. protectiveness but also practical means of making them more comfortable. hell straight up ask if theres a problem if hes concerned. hes self sacrificing to a fault when it comes to close relationships of any kind RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES.     he tends to not have them ._.

MISCELLANEOUS.

CHARACTER’S THEME SONG.     tool — jimmy HOBBIES TO PASS TIME.     weapon care. listening to coa talk MENTAL ILLNESSES.     idk im not a psychologist PHYSICAL ILLNESSES.     he has some aches he hides ( esp in his fingers ) but overall hes pretty healthy  LEFT OR RIGHT BRAINED.     the analytical / methodical one PHOBIAS.     he gets a little nervous at potentially getting locked into places away from the family. the sound of alarms sort of stress him as well as architecture that reminds him of the containment cellar but hes generally good at stifling all that SELF CONFIDENCE LEVEL.     8-10 when it comes to murder and doing his job. more like a 3 when it comes to interpersonal relations but he hides it with coldness. 4-6 about his own morals VULNERABILITIES.     loyal to a fault. doesnt rly think for himself

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tether notes 2/3

pt. 3

i mentioned this in the last part, but i used muroran as basis for veilstone, not abashiri. actually, if you want my opinion, i think shari, hokkaido, is a better depiction of veilstone than abashiri. mostly, i used muroran bc i could find pictures there that were more than just boat-icebreaker-drift ice-boat. abashiri is cold. and full of drift ice. if you need context, it’s level with toronto, canada. a pretty cold place to live. muroran is further south, and it’s also a port city, so i jus used that.

shari looks nicer, but it’s more into the hook of hokkaido (that piece on sinnoh map that jutts out right below battle zone) and not nestled into the mountains, so. mostly it was out.

makino’s cafe/bar is based on the diner in veilstone. so, walk in, counter bar to your left, tables to your right, possibly a happiny underfoot carrying trays of food. 

but, compared to the more rustic and colored veilstone, i wanted to depict more of hokkaido city here. so, more rundown, rusted due to sea breeze, older things without much repair. passable, sure, for daily life. but new and extravagant? no. far from.

if makino is so close with luffy, how come she doesn’t know sabo?

simple. she’s not close with luffy. makino has a fulltime job running a diner in veilstone, sinnoh. luffy grew up on the sevii islands, kanto. when he was in sinnoh, he was training with shanks. yeah, sure, they would come by for food, and makino is good friends with shanks, so of course she and luffy have a relationship. but, also at this point where shanks began to bring luffy around, instead of teaching him out in nowhere, sevii islands, they began to keep things secret. luffy was here “just visiting” to anyone who asks, but they wouldn’t seen him much around, not in the isolation shanks trained him in. also also at this point, because i derailed that sentence completely, ace and sabo were already out traveling. it just never came up. makino is friendly with luffy, she knows luffy, but she doesn’t know him, not really.

pokemon hunters is another anime concept i wanted to use, again to make the story more gritty. no evil teams here with world-domination plots, just poachers. pretty standard. still awful, especially if they’re poaching people, now, but nothing as wide-scale as team galactic.

i had so much fun writing ship captain jinbe. i wished i got more of a chance to write his crew, too. at this point i think i had just caught up reading blackbird by milo, and i was hooked on the idea of biker fishman gang and leader jinbe, so i adapted it into ship crew here. praline is there, yes. she’s badass. i said so, you heard it here. 

i talked a lot with my big bang partner, and we eventually decided jinbe’s a mix of hoenn and sinnoh descent. so, darker skin, almost polynesian, from hoenn’s more pacific island vibe. dark, curly hair. i drew a picture once? oh, here it is. jus a little sketch. he probably actually comes from hoenn, but he does cargo runs throughout sinnoh now. [i should probably say around, since there arent rly canals thru sinnoh?]

regarding law’s map error, i really jus wanted to reference flower paradise. of course the map he got was a tourist version, so of course it’s gonna include the magical pathway connecting the sinnoh league to an island of flowers. but it doesn’t actually exist, or if it does, it’s not always there, since they sail through the space with ease. just another fun easter egg. 

the marsh scene was another i’ve known i wanted since the beginning. i had so much fun drawing the map for it. i actually based the scenes entirely off the map, so while i knew the general direction i wanted it to go in, and that they would run into sabo, the part about wandering into the rain and encountering volcarona spawned while marking the map. crazy how things work, huh?

i think i made the chase move a little too fast, so most of the time out of their 12 hr limit is spent after departing from the marsh, wandering thru route 212. don get me wrong, the marsh scene spans over the course of hours, but its still less time from leaving the ship to leaving sabo than it is to get back to the ship.

the aegislash scene is the first one i conceptualized, of the marsh scene series. introducing law’s team was strategic, especially once i revealed luffy only had four pokemon. it was always meant to be a readers gamble how many law had. at the end of part 3, it’s pretty easy to gauge how many, but still, the surprise of the sixth pokemon in pt 4 is something im still proud of c:

anyway, yes, the first sense of real danger. poachers have no qualms in using their pokemon to harm other people. they’re there for the money, which they get from capturing and caging rare pokemon. who cares if they hurt a few people along the way? who cares if they brutalize them to take a particular pokemon, a-la mr. cleffa sir? law reacts to this very quickly, in part because he’s used to it, as explained in tragic backstory number 2, right behind one-brother-dies-and-the-other-runs-away from protag #2. 

actually, i guess the first danger was the wild kadabra, but this is the one in which someone gets hurt! . . . or, worse-hurt, because law’s scratch doesn’t count. luffy’s gash in his shoulder? that’s a big injury. especially when they can’t just stop to treat it, especially when law still has blood on his face from it, especially when they have to go right back to running around the marsh.

and then sabo appears!! i lied, this was the first marsh scene. i drabble-wrote it in my series-of-drabbles-to-add-to-the-outline before i made pt 3′s outline, and then wrote it for real. the aegislash-being-badass-therefore-law-also-by-proxy was the second. one of the first sentences i ever wrote for tether was law realizing the face from luffy’s picture was right before his eyes. 

so why do the hunters ignore luffy calling for sabo while running away?

yes, why the no consequences? i realized at this point they were too far away to hear and law too out of it (its law’s pov, still) to figure what they were saying, to i had to play it off. it’s another scene where i almost wrote a few paragraphs from a different perspective [the other two were the tsuru-caesar confrontation and the mr. cleffa dude ft. sabo scene, both of which i had to expand upon by talking, instead of a flashback to show it. i rly went full soul-eater approach here, huh? explaining everything through present means. well. save for law’s backstory, but that’s about the only thing.] but decided not to in the end.

here’s how the scene plays out, full disclosure. law and luffy spot the two hunters. a third person, sabo comes into view. the hunters tell sabo the situation, that they were being chased. law recognizes sabo, luffy does too, and calls out to him, loudly. this causes the hunters to panic, and they tell sabo, there, there’s the people chasing after us. law figures sabo has some secret reason for posing as a hunter and pulls luffy again out of view, not wanting to give him away. all three hunters take off running in the opposite direction. luffy calls out for sabo again, and sabo turns to question the other two, asking which pokemon they stole that was named ‘sabo’. he has a fake name, obviously. they don’t know he’s sabo. before they can figure it out, he derails the topic. but then he slips crossed fingers behind his back at the same time, signaling silently to luffy, who stops calling out.

so, tldr, sabo’s not using his real name while with the hunters and is smart enough to cover his ass from luffy’s mistake.

i wanted law carrying luffy, on their way down the route, to the stormclouds, and i’m pretty sure the one reason i didnt go thru with it is because law’s backpack. and, y’know, luffy being caked in mud. 

okay, do. panic attack time. ptsd time. a mix of both, ig. whatever you wanna call it. originally, this scene was going to be a bit different, and happen way earlier in the story. it didnt bc of sinnoh’s lack of fire types [there are only 2 i think, 2 lines i mean, so like 5] and the fact that ace’s team featured none of them. and then i thought, oh, i’ll jus make the same thing happen w sabo, except none of sabo’s team were one of them as well.

originally, it was going to be that law/lu encounter a clan of a specific type of wild fire pokemon. i think for the longest time it was talonflame, not sure anymore. anyway, so it was gonna go that luffy recognizes ace’s former pokemon outta the bunch, and they recognize lu as well, and the two reunite and all that jazz, and meanwhile law has his attack bc the group they encounter are one of the pokemon that tormented him in alola.

and, nope, now i remember why it didnt happen. as much as i hate dof, i had to craft a team for him for plot purposes, and that ended up being a bug team to go w the whole string motif. the problem was i had this scene planned for a looooong time, and it needed to be w a fire type, one of ace’s pokemon. except there are like no fire/bug pokemon, except for volcarona, who wasn’t on ace’s already-planned team at this point. i debated for foreeeeever and finally decided to screw it, and i made it sabo’s unova pokemon. so, instead of getting a unova dragon, in the land of dragons unova, sabo gets a volcarona and ace a darmanitan. all for plot purposes. no sense here. none at all.

[not that it matters, since sabo morphs into a fire trainer anyway after ace dies]

so, after i decided it would be sabos pokemon, the point came back to how they would encounter it. no hordes of wild volcarona in sinnoh. i sadly had to scrap the idea. this is what i came up with instead: volcarona coming to luffy to deliver a letter, and scarring law in the process.

Law has a chocolate bar, because he’s ten and anxious and chocolate seemed good at the time.

-aka my favorite line of the whole entire story!!!

and then law’s backstory time. so!!! for the longest time i was torn between setting the story in sinnoh or alola. this was my big compromise. i wrote a draft-outline for law’s alola backstory before i wrote a real outline for tether as a whole. this was the first part of the story i really wrote. i was done with it before i started pt 1, because i wanted to outline before i started writing. 

the thing abt law is that his life is so much of a tragedy. oda writes it so well, to the point where you’re thinking this can’t get any worse and then it gets worse, every time. i wanted to mimic that here. i didn’t do it justice, but i at least tried.

law’s life is filled with mistrust. his whole village dies, he nearly does as well, and so he packs up and runs away, and hides his one pokemon abra because he’s not a registered trainer and he refuses to abandon abra so theres mistrust towards everyone who can turn him in, and everyone who didnt care enough to help with the water crisis. he’s done with sinnoh. so he spends a bit holed up in a library, and once he reads about alola, he’s sold. he’s so mistrustful it’s not a matter of ‘anywhere is better than sinnoh’, its a matter of ‘i can’t end up in another place just like this’. alola is the solution.

except, he’s still mistrustful. so he hides abra, and he hides his money, and he doesn’t speak with anyone, and he leaves the city as soon as he can. he doesn’t know the rules of this place, but abra is all he has. he can’t lose abra. and then things go wrong.

because he’s out of sinnoh, but alola is different. he’s ten, and he’s never had a real pokemon battle, and all the wild pokemon of alola are too eager. he’s ten, and a pangoro attacks and he loses all his supplies on his very first day, because abra’s too exhausted to teleport them away this time. [in hindsight, i did a really bad continuity error here, throughout the entire flashback. it’s thru law’s eyes, so i describe the pokemon he doesn’t know about, and yet sometimes i name the pokemon he really shouldn’t know about. my bad.]

he’s ten, and the only food he finds is being guarded by a giant sumo crab, so he crawls to the other side of the beach and falls asleep on the sand, hungry. he’s ten, and he’s living off berries because money is only so good when you can exchange it, and he’s far away from civilization. he’s ten, and he spends the very last of his money on money for abra, for his only pokemon and his only ally, because going to a pokemon center would mean being seen and asking for a license to verify and its too risky, he can’t risk it. 

he’s ten, and he’s hungry, and he has nothing but the abra clutched in his arms and his ripped clothes clinging to his body, and he witnesses a murder. and they catch him in the act, and then he’s stuck, because he shouldn’t have a pokemon so young, and he’s a witness to a crime, and too quickly he’s in a very bad position.

he’s ten, and to keep abra alive, he joins a gang in alola.

he’s ten, and he’s blackmailed into working or risking abra being taken away. he’s ten, and he has morals, and there’s some tasks he won’t do, but the family boss punishes him for it, harshly. he stops having morals. it wouldn’t do him good here. 

law turns eleven, and suddenly gang tasks involve pokemon battles. law’s eleven, and doflamingo trains law himself, beating the weakness out of him, burning him, scarring him, terrorizing him because he can, and because law can’t refuse. 

law’s eleven when he realizes his picture-perfect alola was nothing but an illusion, because the lack of monopolies and corporations and factories actually had nothing to do with how much the natives cared about their own, or cared at all, about anything. just because alola didn’t have a pokemon league didn’t mean it wasn’t a bad place to be.

he’s eleven when he meets corazon, and finally, finally, gets a breath of fresh air, gets a taste of a person who isn’t there to ridicule him or abuse him. he’s eleven when he meets his first real friend since his sister died, meets someone that finally treats him like a human being. and it doesnt matter that he’s doflamingo’s brother, because he’s kind to law.

law’s eleven and corazon works to repair the damage done by the gang, little by little. he gets law out on an island challenge, and he wanders through melemele and akala and meets kind people and has fun and experiences the real alola. and he realizes, somewhere along the way, that he never wants to go back to the family ever again.

law’s eleven when he realizes he has no choice. because he belongs to doflamingo, because he has to skip out on ula’ula to accomplish a task for the family, because corazon sits there and lets it happen. 

law’s eleven when he’s given a pokemon egg, and when he’s given hope.

corazon was going to take care of everything. he was going to get them out, safely. they were going to rescue a captive pokemon. law was going to be free. law was never going to be hurt by the family again.

except, that’s not how it goes. corazon dies. corazon’s pokemon are tortured in order to lure law out. corazon’s pokemon all die for him and law has no option left but to run with all his might, all the way from one tip of ula’ula to the other. and then, because he can’t trust anyone, anyone, law runs away into a desert with no supplies to speak of.

law’s eleven when he comes face to face with the most temperamental tapu in the alola region, and even with all he’s been through, it’s the most scared he’s even been in his entire life. and then, when he comes to, he finds himself stranded in the kalos region. he’s eleven. he goes through all of this and he’s not even a teenager yet.

so, backing up just a bit, you can see how seeing a volcarona is going to invoke some rather strong emotions in law. he panics. he passes out. luffy puts volcarona away, because me might be oblivious on a lot of things, but he can understand the pure terror in law’s eyes.

alright, what else. the letter. of course luffy disavows the letter, he’s luffy, he can’t follow a plan to save his life.