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lusalemaart · 2 years ago
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idk. yeah
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beelmons · 8 months ago
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Luxury Reading Nights | SR
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Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader
cw: fingering, free use, don quixote lines
Summary: Spencer calls you to provide some of your now rather popular services.
A/N: i missed spencer and i love free use!!
The most amazing part of the lifestyle you had chosen to lead was always the vast variety of men's sexual desires.
Some enjoyed getting a little rough, some dressing you in questionable outfits, some even were as far as to use you to serve them, all previously established, all with consent.
It was the wonder of 'free use', you were, at the end of the day, nothing but a tool. That's what made it so exciting.
But with Spencer, oh, Spencer, he was surely an odd one.
"Stop moving, I can't read" he ordered, his voice firm, but he was still polite about it.
He had you bent over his lap while he sat on the couch, your body was stripped naked the second you had entered the apartment. Your back was used as a book rest as he read.
His hand was the reason you were squirming so uncomfortably. You had been overstimulated for the past five minutes or so, and he kept torturing you, over and over.
It started with a call. He had a rough case and needed to unwind, which he often did with a good book. Soon, you were on his lap, kissing his lips and feeling his clothed groin against your wetness, and that's when it turned torturous.
No, he wasn't rough. Au contraire, he was extremely gentle. Annoyingly so. He began to massage your buttocks once you were across his lap, not once touching you where you were aching to have him inside.
"Ooh, I love this line" he suddenly blurted out "Too much sanity may be madness — and maddest of all: to see life as it is, and not as it should be." tilting his head, he tried to catch a glimpse of your face, womdering if you were as impressed by it as he was.
Little time did he give you, because his thumb began to run over your slit. It was slow and careful, like a caress.
You moaned in complaint. You needed more, so much more.
"You look beautiful like that." he praised, and it only heightened your arousal.
He went back to his book and his thumb kept up its pace, and it wasn't only when he reached half the book that, without warning, slid one of his fingers inside of you, while his thumb part-timed on your clit.
"I always thought Cervantes was a bit insane himself," he began to explain his theory "Takes a madman to write a madman." and without any further word, continued the assault on your cunt.
You couldn't speak from how delightful it felt. Despite reading a complex book, he was definitely paying attention to every movement of his hand, every crease of your insides, he was trying to find the one spot.
Minutes later he was kind enough to add another finger, this knuckles curling inside of you. But he was still going slow and that's when you figured: he was using your pussy as a stress ball. Not to your enjoyment but his, nonethless this was even more arousing.
His pace began to quicken as he turned on the pages, and you could tell he was reaching the end of the book, and you were reaching your limit. But it was on your terms and conditions that you only came when he said a certain word.
"...are even now tottering..." he had begun to recite near your ear what you assumed was the end of the book, but you weren't paying attention at all. You wanted to hear it. The word you needed the most as his fingers sped up their insertion. "...doubtless, doomed to fall forever." he continued.
There was something enchanting and sweet about his voice, as if he were telling you a lullaby.
"Farewell." he finally said.
Like thunder through the sky, a long moan resonated as you came. Knowing what he had done, his free hand quickly removed the book from your back. Old edition, he was not going to risk it getting soaked in your juices the same way his hand now was.
He continued to thrust, helping you get rid of the wave. "You okay?" he asked concernedly, leaning down to press a quick kiss to your naked back. "Sorry, I really wanted to finish the book." he apologized as he removed his fingers from inside of you.
You were still panting and flushed from the overstimulation, but you gave him a gentle nod "Are you feeling better?" you asked. You had noticed his tension since you arrived but decided to keep it quiet.
"I'm on cloud nine." he simply said with a handsome, gentle grin.
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transgenderer · 1 year ago
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so a feeling of powerlessness makes me extremely distressed. it like. idk im not well adjusted to it. it freaks me out. and from this perspective, i find owning a gun like. bizarrely comforting. like i dont want to use it on anybody. but like, if somebody fucks you over, theres something horrible about knowing theres nothing you can do about it, to get them back. and so its nice to know that there IS something you could do. like it wouldnt help. but nonethless. its like. it becomes your choice? youre choosing not to hurt the person. theres an agency to it. other things that would serve this purpose: getting strong as fuck. crowbar(? depends how strong and easy to surprise the other person is)
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slavic-roots-western-mind · 2 years ago
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Favorite soviet movies (and where to find them)
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The general opinion about the soviet union varies from person to person, but I think many can agree that the movies that came from this time period were phenomenal. Here are my top favorite movies that I recommend, which also have generally good english subtitles.
Hussar Ballad
A rare musical-comedy gem that I absolutely adore. Shura Azarova, a 17 year old girl joins the army to fight against Napoleon. Plot twist: She's pretending to be a guy and starts falling for a fellow soldier, who she actually engaged to but he has no idea that his new friend is actually a girl (she doesn't like him in the beginning and no wonder lmao). Has a lot of catchy numbers, especially давным давно/ a long time ago/ davnim davno. It may seem a little weird, but watch the first 10 minutes, I guarantee that it will not be a waste of your time.
2. Ivan Vassilvveich changes profession/Ivan Vasilievich: Back to the Future.
A scientist successfully creates a time-machine but accidentally sends his building's manager and a thief all the way back in time to Ivan IV The Terrible's reign, whilst sending the actual Tsar to the modern decade. Chaos ensues for all.
3. Prisoner of the Caucasus/Shurik's New Adventures/Kidnapping, Caucasian Style (I had no idea this movie had this many translations lol) A kind but naive student named Shurik goes to the Caucasus on vacation where he meets a young woman named Nina, who he ends up accidentally kidnapping (yes, he's that much of a dumbass but he was told that bride kidnapping is a tradition that Nina follows and God forbid that anyone uses this thing called communication). It works out in the end just as chaotically as it started.
4. The Garage A cooperative is planning on buliding a garage for its members except for it now has to be reduced and there won't be enough space for everyone so someone's going to be left out. The comitee ignores said members objections, so someone locks them in for the night leading to them spending the night locked inside the museum which is also the meeting spot. It's actually quite funny, despite the odd description, but I am writing it whilst extremely caffeinated so bear with me here.
5. Unbelievable Adventures of Italians in Russia (Неверо��тные приключения итальянцев в России). A fantastic comedy. An elderly lady of soviet origin reveals to her grandaughter that there's a treasure buried in Leningrad. However, the wrong people hear about it, so they try to outwit each other in their race to Russia. Pretty funny, especially when the actual treasure hunting commences.
6. The Bremen Town Musicians An animated movie, but nonetheless deserving a mention. The troubadour with his gang of friends made from a donkey, a dog, a cat and a rooster travel around singing, until he meets a princess but the king doesn't approve of them etc. Pretty standard story, but the singing is amazing, especially Troubadours song "Luch solntsa zolotovo/Луч солнца золотого/ Beam of the Golden Sun" with the translation here sung by Muslim Magomayev who honestly deserves a separate post dedicated because his voice is amazing. The english subtitles are a bit iffy here, but nonethless it's worth a watch as it's only 20 or so minutes long.
7. The Mystery of the Third Planet Also an sci-fi animated movie, but the staple of my childhood. Captain Zelyoniy and Professor Seleznyoviy with his daughter go around various planets collecting new species for the zoo. However, on one of the planets they end up discovering something odd and before they know it, they're right in the middle of a conspiracy and a famous missing captain. Fantastic soundtrack and great animation.
There are many more movies that I'd definitely recommend, so this list will be updated sometime in the future.
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vraisetzen · 9 months ago
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who is your favorite samurai and why
Ooh, this is such a cool question! And I hope you won't be too disappointed by my answer because it's...
Hijikata Toshizō.
Now, some might argue he's not technically a samurai by class and lineage, and he was the child of a farmer, but given that he became a hatamoto eventually... Edo social classes were in fact quite permeable and fluid, so yeah, I'm going to be a little flexible with the definition there.
And yes! I'm extremely basic and predictable with my choice nonethless, but man do I love a historical figure who experienced such phenomenal highs and went out in the most tragic way possible. The Bakumatsu period, the end of the shogunate — there was no other way things would have ended for the demonic vice-commander of the Shinsengumi. And I think it's a testament to his compelling life story that he continues to fascinate so many Japanese history nerds both local and abroad.
But what I like most about him was his haiku, which straddles the thin line between godawful and avant garde. The most (in)famous of those verses were:
The ways of love,
if you know it, you are lost,
if you know it not, you will not get lost.
A samurai though he may be, a bard he is resolutely not. He was very popular with the ladies, often sought the service of geisha and had many lovers; but that he thought to write a haiku equivalent of a drunk tweet at 3am after seeing an ex like someone else's IG post...
And also, I've definitely mentioned this before, but I just think it's amazing how Hijikata looks consistently the same across all ACG media:
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Like — who was the blueprint? Who decided that he would be the most handsome out of every Shinsengumi-inspired work?
(And let's just casually ignore how all of them look very similar to Michikatsu)
Machida Keita was also the perfect choice for playing him:
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But I digress! So yes — Hijikata Toshizō is my favourite samurai. I guess I could have gone for someone a little more obscure, or a little more hardened like Miyamoto Musashi, but that would be quite dishonest of me to not pick the most handsome samurai that I know of, haha.
xoxo, V ♥️
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altairtalisman · 1 year ago
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Hugh's Bio
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"That's right, I'm scared to fight! If that makes me Balwirk's enemy, then so be it!"
More details about Hugh is under the cut
Name: Hugh Netros
Age: 977
Height: 158.5 cm
Birthday: 22 Rexim 1045 (Hakha)
Orientation: Transgender Biromantic Demisexual Male
Pronouns: He/Him
Species: Dullahan (formerly elf)
Title: The Seventh Dullahan
Country of Birth: Balwirk
Likes: Staying out of trouble, being in the background, hide and seek
Dislikes: Being involved in anything dangerous, being required to lead, cabbages
Hobbies: Nature walks, pottery
Personality: Cowardly and tends to stay in the background, he's never one to raise his opinion and would simply fade away from the social scene if he feels that it's not his scene... which is almost always. Despite that, he's self-aware of his flaws and takes it hard, hence the tendency to take responsibility as long it's nothing to do with taking a side
Style: Long sleeved uniforms accompanied with belts that have a hexagon-shaped buckle and a diamond metal piece attached at the end of the strap
Status: Alive
Abilities: Shadow manipulation, proficient with teleportation magic
Background: Growing up, Hugh experienced severe gender dysphoria which alienated him from his peers. Nonethless, his parents supported him and tried to help him by circumventing fashion norms in Balwirkian society such that he physically appeared to be male while still conforming to feminine fashion standards so that the backlash wouldn't be so harsh on a child. However, this barely helped as Hugh was still bullied by peers around his age, prompting him to fear getting involved with anything and opting to stay out of trouble in an attempt to protect himself
In 1093, he had an encounter with Hywel while the latter was busking Hugh quickly grew to admire due to their outright rejection of Balwirkian expectations and explicit comfort in being themselves regardless of what society says. This admiration soon became a crush which went unrequited after he learnt that Hywel identified as aromantic. Nonetheless, he managed to remain on cordial terms with the violinist and even learnt that Hywel was from Crex
In 1149, there were whispers of a radical group of elven researchers who sought ways to preserve life even after their heads had been severed from the neck. By Primna 1162, at least two thousand elves had been reported missing. While no bodies had been found, the general assumption was that those who went missing were dead. This scared Hugh, who feared that he would go missing and had his head cut off. His fear was realised when he was kidnapped by elven researchers and brought to the Soféinaiths' basement. While he tried to escape using his teleportation magic, he was caught before he could enter his portals and swiftly knocked out, awakening on an experimental table with him strapped down and tied in magic-draining restraints
After the researchers happily carved a number onto him while strangely expressing relief that he didn't seem to express pain throughout the experimentation, Hugh was then forced into the room Giselle was held in, the latter surprised at the sheer number of restraints he had and asked him about it. He responded that he could feel himself extremely drained of magic, eventually revealing that he could use teleportation magic when prompted. Giselle then shared her realisation that the restraints they had was to prevent them from using their magic, which meant that the researchers really didn't want them to escape and shut their experiment down
Soon, Hywel and Danielle were locked in the room with them. After sharing the numbers carved onto the back of their hands as well as their observations of the room outside theirs, it was discovered that between Giselle and Danielle, 13 years had passed which meant that they were locked inside for far longer than they thought. They were eventually freed by Aileen, who was in turn freed by Addyson due to her sound magic. Once they had made their escape, Hugh was prepared to teleport the survivors out of the Soféinaiths' basement but a good majority made it clear that they were willing to kill the elven researchers if it meant permanently ending the gruesome experiment. As such, a nauseous Hugh was forced to witness blood being shed across the basement as while he was afraid of blood and death, he didn't want to be seen as someone who was willing to let things be if it meant his safety. Hugh was then forced to defend himself by teleporting the researchers that came his way into the crossfire that the other dullahans were involved in, effectively causing the researchers' deaths and traumatising Hugh in the process
Once the dullahans had permanently ended the experiment, they kept the notes and studied it despite their distaste towards the entire act. Aileen was able to identify the flaws in the research notes, which cultivated in the alarmingly high mortality rate. Together with Eva, Hywel as well as Ilias' existing research on arcane magic, the trio was able to create a ritual that tapped onto Ratein's ley lines which made it safer to turn someone into a dullahan. Afterwards, they destroyed the original notes such that no one could ever attempt the cruel methods used to create dullahans again
Brianna and Danielle then pointed out that the very notion of turning someone into a dullahan was unthinkable, and sought to get an unanimous consensus that under no circumstances should the 16 turn others into dullahans unless the individual in question was prepared to bear the curse of being one. Hugh immediately agreed, for turning others into dullahans had consequences that he was most definitely not keen about
Though his parents welcomed him back with open arms, Hugh experienced harsher bullying from his peers and occasionally had his head kicked around by them. On 23 Tivere 1208, Hywel informed him that he would be leaving Balwirk and move to the Mekalza Empire after learning about the empire's cruelty. The Tenth Dullahan then invited Hugh to travel to the Mekalza Empire together, but the latter refused as he was afraid to get involved with the empire. This disappointed Hywel, and he left a week later. For the next few centuries, Hugh worked at Relnivon's harbour and was responsible for overseeing shipments towards the Mekalza Empire, who was a staunch ally of the Unois Empire. He eventually saved enough to afford Corportus and by 1678, his physical appearance reflected his gender identity
On 6 Alstas 1694, news of Hywel's death reached the Unois Empire. He soon learnt from Eva, who had secretly assisted them during her time in the Mekalza Empire, that the shipments Hugh personally oversaw were supplies that the Mekalzan rebels received. Horrified that someone he considered a friend had risked his life, Hugh resigned from his job and decided to take odd jobs in Balwirk in a bid to distance himself from the dangers that the Unois Empire presented while remaining close to his parents
Three months after Finbar's death, the Balwirkian War started which threatened his efforts to stay out of danger. Even worse was his parents participating in the war effort, which worried him as he didn't want his loved ones to be in danger. In Vierum 1706, Danielle had approached him and begged him to use his teleportation magic to benefit the war effort. Hugh was reluctant but upon recalling that the Fourteenth Dullahan saved his parents in 1561, he felt indebted and thus agreed to transport potential survivors to Danielle
On 18 Rexim 1706, he had encountered Aileen and Brianna's corpses on the battlefield. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do as he knew that Brianna was loved by everyone at the orphanage and Aileen was Danielle's lifelong friend and seeing xem dead would crush yon. He eventually decided to bring their bodies back to yon, who promptly informed him to find Emmet as while Eva was still breathing, she didn't have long to live and as such, wanted her husband to see her as quickly as possible. Hugh eventually found a wounded Emmet in a ditch and created a portal beneath him that transported him to where Eva was
After Danielle had informed Emmet about Eva's condition and left them alone, Hugh approached yon and promptly informed yon that he had repaid his debt and will no longer be involved in the Balwirkian War. Danielle agreed, admitting that the war would likely be over in less than a week due to the losses incurred on both sides. Together with yon, they oversaw the construction of Aocite Cemetery on the battlefield and ensured that all bodies were given labelled tombstones. Hugh then decided to take up the role as the cemetery's sole groundskeeper as a way to atone for the lives lost, though Danielle reassured him that he was valid for staying out of the war. In 1758, he was sought out by Berine who asked if she could stay with him as she knew that Hugh wanted to stay out of conflict, with the Seventh Dullahan agreeing as he understood that the Sixth Dullahan was tired of blood being shed
Berine proceeded to move out in Alstas 1772 after Giselle sought her out for her spying services. On 31 Dia'ae 1864, he was at a loss when Giselle's body was sent to the cemetery in pieces, and didn't know if she wanted to be buried in the cemetery. Hugh decided to ask Berine if she knew about the whereabouts of Giselle's daughter, the latter responding that her daughter had died several centuries prior and her son-in-law was in no position to handle the news that the mother of the woman he loved died recently. Hugh then decided to bury her in the cemetery with others who died during the rebellions, ensuring that her tombstone displayed her information clearly
On 4 Primna 1865, the Unois Empire officially fell and numerous bodies were brought to the cemetery, including The First and Eighth Dullahans'. Initially planning to bury Cain with everyone else despite knowing his position in the war, Addyson intervened and bitterly reminded him that Cain was the reason why so many of their friends died, imploring him to let his body rot elsewhere. Not wanting a decaying corpse near the cemetery but also wanting to respect Addyson's wishes, Hugh decided to sell what was left of Cain's body to interested dryads as they valued non-dryads as nutrients for the soil. The Bydroese dryads eventually bought Cain's body, though he was unnerved by how interested they were in Cain
From then till present day, Hugh remains as Aocite Cemetery's caretaker even though he knows that it is but a feeble attempt to alleviate his regrets and grief towards those who lost their lives in the fight for Balwirk's freedom...
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kiss-my-freckle · 2 years ago
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It pisses me off that Vicki gets more hate for dating Jeremy from hypocritical Stefan fans cause of their age difference and her being a senior but they make so many excuses for Stefan. They say things like Vicki wasn't a vampire when she started dating Jeremy so she can't be held to the same standards in a fantasy show as Stefan. They say that Stefan dating Elena is fine even though he's 163 years old at the start of the show because he turned a few months before his 18th birthday even though Stefan has referred to himself as 163 years old or more multiple times in the show, especially when he celebrates his birthday. He may be physically 17, though he definitely looks older than that, but he is mentally older based on his life experiences. He's been in love and slept with more people than Elena did before and after dating him, has held numerous jobs, studied at Ivy League schools, traveled the world, lived independently for a long time, served in the military, etc. His best friend Lexi turned in her 20s. Some of their conversations show the gap in the eras they were born in so why can't they ever hold Stefan accountable for anything. When Stelena were making out in bed an episode before Elena found out Stefan was a vampire they couldn't escalate things further because of Stefan's bloodlust. I've also seen people argue that Stefan hiding his vampirism from Elena, Ivy, and the other women he's been physically involved with in some way or another isn't a big deal and they compare it to cheaters hiding their martial status which is a dumb argument since he's inherently a predator as a vampire regardless of his beliefs but nonethless he personally has two extreme personalities as one. I feel so bad for Ivy and how he preyed on her for a long time to make himself feel human and once she turned into a vampire due to his negligence and found out about his truth too late he basically toss her aside and Caroline had to try cleaning up his mess. Many Stefan stans infantilize Stefan and say Katherine was 400 years old and preyed on a 17 year old even though she was about 19 when she turned but don't hold him accountable for him sleeping with Elena and other high school girls. Stefan stans say shit like stan Stefan for staking Vicki, though most of them completely blame Damon for it. I've started stanning Vicki out of spite.
Fans are really ignorant to the truth of the matter. I don't know where Mystic Falls is supposed to be located according to the show, but if it's in Virginia, the age of consent is 15 and Vicki is still in high school.
Age isn't just a number. It's about how that number differentiates two people. Stefan isn't 17, his body is. As far as I'm concerned, a mere shell holding everything within. Knowledge and experience in EVERY aspect of life. A common question older people are asked. "If you could give your younger self advice, what would it be?" That's what age gives. Not your body, but your actual life experience. Stefan has an insane amount as you've stated. He's 163 years old, not 17. I have a son with autism, so I speak from a parent's perspective. Age works both ways, so while a 16 year old could act like they're 30, a 30 year old could act like they're 16. I'm gonna tell you the one thing Stefan has that his 163 years gave him. Power over Elena. His education alone, like a teacher dating his student. Worse (by far) for Stefan to date Elena than for Vicki to date Jeremy. Fans like to act as if Stefan was 12 when he paired with Katherine, but no. He was older than Jeremy when he met her.
Damon and Stefan have a lot of shared blame. Vicki's death is one of them and they do it on purpose. Stefan starved Damon. I don't think fans realize just how close he was to being a living corpse. He was so weak that he collapsed in Vicki's arms. Damon tells it like it is. Stefan wanted to stop Elena from learning their truth, and because Damon was locked in the cellar and couldn't give her that, she got it from other characters like Logan and the old man. That's why Damon flat-out said, "Stefan finally fessed up." Their vampirism wasn't a truth that Elena deserved to know, but actually needed to know because their secret literally kills. The writers have done everything they can to hammer in the fact that vampires are predators. They're never truly safe for humans. I honestly don't know what I feel about Vicki, but I do know she has a huge parallel with Elena that I plan to put together sometime soon. And you're right, Stefan didn't have to kill her. I believe he chose to because he was afraid she'd be a ripper like him, and he didn't wanna deal with that.
Fans comparing Stefan hiding his vampirism to hiding his marital status is absurd, and only goes to show how inexperienced they are. The real truth of Stefan hiding his vampirism from Elena is shown in the show itself. He might as well have compelled her into a relationship with him, and he was gaslighting her while he did it. Unknowingly inviting a blood junkie ripper vampire into her bed is a million times more dangerous to Elena than unknowingly inviting a married man into her bed. Stefan's secret is like a deadly plague. He put Elena at extreme physical and emotional risk, put it that way. Ivy was an insanely gorgeous repeat of the truth. As Cade kindly pointed out, never meeting her was protecting her. That would be Damon, and the reason I point out his every action in the pilot episode.
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violet-dragongirl · 2 years ago
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Raspberry charcoal navy and lilac :)
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In response to Raspberry: Alright, lemme get my gear...and some cake...cos we do have to ask what the fuck is this all about before we fight them. In response to Charcoal: I will say in yes a modest way, that sometimes they're flawed and...reactive and some need polishing while others are like...extremely niche. But I thank you nonethless when we do converse about stuff and that I cannot take away that you've given me this colour dot. Also working a grill is harder than it looks but omg when you find a way to cook up some really awesome tasting burgers and then keep at it and improve and learn to do it even BETTER with a better grill and tools...*chef kiss*...the cooking never stops.
In response to Navy: 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰. I don't have words for that response just emotion and I thank you so much <3 <3
In response to Lilac: 🥺🥺🥺awwww thank you thank you thank you thank you 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖
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monakisu · 2 years ago
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⚠️LONGGGG POST AHEAD⚠️
i only have akeshu fics here because i am umm EXTREMELY PICKY amen
OFC “the master has become the student” - teacher x student but the power dynamics are dangerously skewed in the wrong direction!
“judgement” - WIP protag palace fic with amazing worldbuilding and yandere ruler of reality!goro :] it’s a sequel to a series, with the first fic being the actual palace. akira gets to hang out with loki, robin, and hereward too! but ofc there’s always an undercurrent of unease, because he’s not there out of his own free will…
“please don’t take off my mask” - another protag palace fic; has my favorite concept for shadow joker—an amorphous creature desperate to satisfy others, even to the point of contorting its body to fit its target’s desire. the writing is crisp and snappy, and i love goro’s acidic characterization!!
“take me to church” - hello my favoritest bestest fic that i reread over and over for that sweet sweet donkey-kick of dopamine!! post-game, with goro getting to taste a slice of heaven. when you know your lover is only a figment of unreality who will never betray you, it’s amazing how freeing love can be!
“be mine, do crimes” - hehe same author as above. absolutely legendary. accomplice au; ren is basically forced into helping goro thanks to shido, and from there spawns a wonderful, lovely, unhealthily codependent relationship! soo many mind-blowingly cool subversions in here!!
“be the hound, begin the chase” - GREAT flavor on this one. identity porn involving black mask! its tag sums it up aptly: “Akechi cuckolds himself”
“carrion” - i don’t know the AU this is about, but i see it as dystopian, steampunky london? i dont even know if it’s in london. but anyways—murder boyfriends, with goro as the “repo man” and akira as a “grave robber”. i really liked how akira’s flippant portrayal here :]
“catblocked” - SOOO FUNNY. a oneshot revolving around ren’s ungodly attachment to mona, how said attachment bulldozes over his potential relationship with goro, and goro’s unending despair over all the mixed signals he’s getting.
“chained by red” - ANOTHER BANGER COMEDY ONESHOT!!! prison AU in which actual murderer goro reluctantly takes “just happy to be here” akira under his wing.
“even the mountains crumble” - this is so iconic that i dont even have to explain anything. also resparked my intense love for zombie media!! lovveeee the codependency &lt;3
“every dog has its day” - hilarious two-shot; in which akira brute-forces his way into goro's life while goro projects onto his dogs.
“oh, to have a love so visceral” - akira’s secret admirer sends him macabre poetry which could otherwise have him federally investigated but instead has akira swooning and sighing. just lovely!!
“our reality” - oneshot; oooooh this one’s mind-fucky in the best way possible!! love the melding of past with present, the “censorship”, and the PLOT TWISTS WAGHHH
“realism in persona 5” pretty much one of the only chat fics i like and WHOA i love the side-by-side chats!! also the notes “akira is usually a [ ✓✓ read 1:32AM ] kinda guy, but this was important.” SO TRUE
okay sorry im getting really lazy so im gonna stop here…. enjoy nonethless!! 😸👍
anon asked: i love a lot how you draw akiren!! his police outfit in your style looks so goodddd…… do you plan on drawing maid akechi if u didnt yet?? usually ppl put the maid outfit as his genderbent outfit and i love it ehehe also i saw you have good taste for shuakeshu fanfic….. dont be shy on sharing some from someone that loves reading fanfic!!!
there is a serious lack of maid goro in my art and thanks to you i have successfully remedied this (but not for the last time!) mad rambling fic rec in the reblog!!
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5thmarauderwrites · 5 years ago
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The Thin Line Between Loathe and Desire — James Potter x Reader [Part I] | Request.
Requests are: OPEN.
Requested by Anonymous: “Could you do a James x gryffindor reader where they have a sort of rivalry because she keeps going around to ruin the marauders pranks since she doesn’t believe in Slytherins being ‘evil’. 💖💖 “.
Pairing: James Potter x Fem!Gryffindor Reader.
Word Count: 4,9K
Warnings: Just cursing.
A/N: i LOVE a good enemies to lovers trope and i REALLY got carried away with this request lol i’m still finishing up the next part but since it took me a while to write this and the nonnie who requested it is basically waiting forever now, i decided to release the first part nonethless. hope you all enjoy it! :)
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A delicious and inviting smell of food was coming from the Great Hall as the four Marauders crossed the main hallway of the castle in the direction of the door on the right side of the Entrance Hall, which guarded the stone steps that descended deep into the dungeons, where their destination, the Slytherin Dungeon, laid. The sun had already set and the thousands of corridors that made up the imposing fortress of Hogwarts were now empty and silent as the students lodged inside their own Common Rooms, resting from the exhausting day of classes and not so patiently waiting for the last and welcomed meal before they could tug themselves into their comfortable beds.
“The feast is starting soon,” Remus nagged as the boys tiptoed their way down the stone steps, feeling the air get a little chillier the deeper they went. As much as Remus loved his friends and not-so-secretly enjoyed playing harmless pranks in the other students, he couldn’t deny that James was taking things way too far this time.
“Yes, Moony, that’s exactly why we’re heading down into their nest right now!” The boy with untidy black hair that stuck up at the back retorted with an extremely pleased smile. “We’ll caught the snakes off guard by surprising them whilst they’re leaving their hole and L/N won’t be there to ruin our prank this time.”
“And here we go! Took you long enough to bring the name of your lover into our conversation Prongs,” Sirius teased with a lopsided grin as he eyed the darkness ahead of them. Remus and Peter both barked a laugh at Sirius’ words.
“Sod off, would ya Pads?” James growled, narrowing his eyes as he glared in Sirius’ direction. “It’s not my bloody fault that this – this – annoying, pretentious human being keeps ruining our fun repeatedly!”
“Oh mate, she doesn’t ruin my fun, quite the opposite actually,” Sirius grinned as he winged a brow at his best friend. “It’s extremely amusing to watch you two together.”
“I’ll have to agree with Padfoot,” Remus said as he shoved his hands into the pockets of his trousers and shrugged lightly, a playful smile playing across his lips.
James pursed his lips and chose to ignore his best friends as the boys arrived at the end of the long staircase, facing a vast and gloomy stone corridor hedged with detailed stoned pillars and armours ahead of them. He despised Y/N L/N with all the strength he could muster, ever since she ruined what was supposed to be the Marauders’ most epic prank on their first year at Hogwarts. Just the mere thought of the y/h/c girl made his blood boil inside his veins and his heart pick up its beating pace. How could a smart, daring and sassy Gryffindor like herself stand up for Slytherins with such enthusiasm to the point of fighting with her own housemates? James could never understand how Y/N could possibly reckon that “not all Slytherins are evil” when the majority of you-know-who’s followers emerged – and keep emerging – from this very house. The boy had spent countless nights thinking about it, but that was something he would never admit aloud.
“Mate, are you listening?” Sirius’ hand rested on James’ shoulder as the latter blinked repeatedly, trying to focus on his surroundings as he was slowly snapping out of his thoughts.
“Yeah,” James mumbled, realising they were now standing in front of the blank stone wall that led to the Slytherin Common Room. “Where’s the bucket? Wormy, do you have it?” He asked with a firmly and more confident tone of voice.
“I do, Prongs!” Peter smirked mischievously whilst lifting a bucket filled with a silver, enchanted paint that shone alluringly despite of the dim light.
James and Sirius’ features lightened up at the sight, a feeling of pure excitement washing over their bodies as their minds anticipated in a very vivid picture what was about to come. Remus, however, wasn’t as nearly as pleased and happy as his friends; his face held a deep frown and the disapproval was crystal clear in his eyes as he shook his head negatively, severely glaring at his three best friends.
“Do you really think this is necessary?” The brown-haired boy asked, trying to dissolve the boys from their terrible idea one last time.
“Seriously, Moony? This is our best prank yet, we’re making history here!” Sirius exclaimed with a scolding tone, bouncing his hands in the air.
“History?” Remus asked incredulously, winging his eyebrows whilst his eyes widened. “How is writing ‘Death Eater Wannabe’ in people’s foreheads history?”
“We won’t be writing it Moony, we’ll be painting it,” Peter mockingly corrected him, a lopsided grin on his lips.
“Indeed, Wormy!” James wrapped Peter’s shoulders with his arm. “Besides, their faces will be painted with the Gryffindor colours first; the phrase that shows their true selves will only appear if they try to wash the scarlet and gold away.” He shrugged, a proud grin on.
“Sure, because a Slytherin would definitely wear their rival house colours with pride,” Remus scoffed, rolling his eyes. “It’s only obvious that they’ll try and wash it immediately!”
“Now that is not our fault, is it?” Sirius barked a laugh, earning a glare from Remus. “Lighten up a bit, would ya Moony? The paint will only last three days, the snakes will be fine.”
“Pad’s right! It’s just a fun, harmless prank; you don’t have to go full L/N on us, alright?” James grinned as he pushed his glasses higher up the bridge of his nose, shrugging lightly in the process.
“Mate, that’s the second time you talk about her in less than ten minutes, are you really sure you loathe the girl at all?” Sirius teased, squeezing James’ shoulder playfully and wiggling his brows.
“Fuck off, Padfoot!” James hissed as he shoved Sirius’ hand off his shoulder. “Let’s put our plan in motion.”
Sirius nodded, a glint of teasing still in his eyes as he stared at James with a playful defiance. After a while, he turned his attention to Peter. “Did you manage to squeeze their password from that twat Slytherin that was in detention with you yesterday?”
“I did!” Peter answered proudly and gave the raven-haired boy a small nod, clearly satisfied with himself. “I just had to brag about Gryffindor having the most creative and unobvious passwords and he quickly told me theirs and rambled about Slytherin’s cunningness.”
“Wicked, Wormy!” James bumped his fist against Peter’s shoulder in a congratulatory way, a wide smile on his face. “Very good! I think you should do the honours.” He added, winking mischievously and pointing to the stone bricks in front of them.
Peter grinned and straightened his robes as he solemnly stood in front of the wall, clearing his throat in the process. “Pure-blood” He said and a stone door concealed in the wall slid open, revealing a long passage that led to the Slytherin Common Room.
The boys hurried to carefully shut the door close before any Slytherin student could notice them lurking. From the quick glance they took around before that, they felt the room held quite a cold atmosphere, with all the flickering green lights coming from the greenish lamps that hung on chains.
“That’s quite a scary place,” Peter said weakly as a terrified frown took over his features. He was clutched at the back of Sirius’ robes.
“That’s just a Common Room, Wormtail,” Sirius said, shaking his robes so the boy would let go of it.
“A Death Eaters’ Common Room,” James shrugged, scrunching his face.
“Godric, you three are unbelievable,” Remus shook his head as he lowered it down a bit, massaging the bridge of his nose with his fingers and closing his eyes for a slight moment.
Smirking, James flickered his wand at the bucket filled with enchanted paint that Peter had put down on the floor. “Wingardium Leviosa!” The bucket flew graciously above their heads and stopped itself carefully right upon the Slytherin Common Room door. James’ devilish grin grew wider as he eyed his doing proudly.
“Come on! Let’s hide behind that pillar,” the Gryffindor Quidditch captain nodded to a carved stone pillar on their left that provided a wide viewing from the entrance of the Slytherin Common Room.
The other three Marauders signalled their agreement by nodding at him and quickly ran into hiding. James soon followed them, his wand still carefully pointed to the paint bucket. The boys – except from Remus – leaned forward expectantly, eagerly watching the door and waiting for their first victim to cross the portal.
“And,” Sirius sang, glancing at his watch whilst bouncing on his toes. “Any minute now.”
When the door swung open and the four boys eyed the little Slytherin crowd ready to make their way out, James promptly straightened himself up, waiting for them to cross the doorstep before he could turn the bucket upside-down and, therefore, maximize the casualties. At the perfect moment, the boy with hazel eyes and unruly black hair lowered his wand as quickly as he could; ready to watch the Slytherins being bathed in the magical paint. That, however, didn’t happen. The bucket stood still, floating above the door as the students passed by below it, marching in the direction of the Great Hall.
“What’s going on? Why isn’t the bucket moving?” Sirius frowned.
“I don’t know!” James answered exasperatedly, wielding his wand to the bucket and mumbling each and every spell he could possibly think of, but nothing seemed to work.
Remus did his best to suppress a laughter as James, Sirius and Peter hopelessly watched the last Slytherin student crossing the portal, closing the door behind him and waiting until it disappeared into the wall to walk away. Like the others that passed through the doorstep before him, he didn’t seem to have noticed the suspicious bucket that floated above his head.
“What the bloody hell happened?” James asked incredulously at no one in particular, coming off from behind the pillar and stopping underneath the bucket, angrily glancing at it.
Before anyone could say anything, a wicked cackle echoed through the now empty dungeon corridor and the bucket turned upside down, spilling its entire content on James, who unsuccessfully tried to shield himself with his arms.
A loud, amused laughter grabbed the attention of the Marauders as Y/N L/N emerged from behind an armour. “Nice job Peeves!” The girl exclaimed at the school poltergeist, her arms crossed across her chest whilst she leaned against the wall.
“Always a pleasure to ruin Potter’s day, L/N!” Peeves bowed theatrically, his wicked, dark eyes twinkling and his wide mouth curling up into an evil smirk.
The initial shock wearing off, Sirius barked a laugh as the poltergeist flew off the dungeons and sang cursing verses to James in the process. James glared at the raven-haired boy before turning his attention to Y/N, his fists clenched and his body – covered in the glowy enchanted paint that was slowly turning scarlet and gold – trembling with anger.
“You!” James hissed, narrowing his eyes at the y/h/c girl as he slowly started to walk in her direction.
“Me!” She teased with a grin, tilting her head back in a defiant gesture and winging her eyebrows.
“What in the bloody hell are you doing here, L/N?” He spat, getting closer to her.
“What do you think? Stopping another one of your stupid, reckless actions,” the girl retorted, pursing her lips and clenching her fists as she met James halfway.
The two stared intensely and angrily into the other’s eyes, noses and bodies almost touching as their features and shoulders tensed up with the proximity. Their fists tightened their grips as Y/N’s perfume invaded James’ nostrils and the smell of his shampoo and shaving lotion flooded her sense of smell. James could feel her hot breath dancing across the skin of his face, making it tingle and flooding him with its warmth as he did his best not to break eye contact and, therefore, lose their little battle for dominance.
“Oh, the sexual tension!” Sirius exclaimed after a while of steamy silence and James and Y/N could hear the satisfied grin in his voice. “That’s hot!”
“Sod off, Black!” The girl hit back in an outraged tone, still not backing away from James and his intense stare.
“Excuse you? Now you’ve wounded me!” The boy answered, theatrically leading his hand to his heart.
Y/N and James ignored Sirius as they seemed to be lost in each other, fuming with what they’d describe as mutually rooted, profound loathing.
“How did you know about this?” The hazel-eyed boy asked, breathing heavily. James could feel the air becoming heavier and harder to be inhaled.
“How could I not? Your big ego and self-gloating aren’t exactly discreet, you arrogant twat,” Y/N frowned deeply.
“I am an arrogant twat? I?” He cried out, getting closer to Y/N, his nose brushing against hers.
The girl jumped slightly with his sudden move but quickly recomposed herself, making sure he wouldn’t notice it. “Well, obviously.”
“I’m not the one walking around thinking that I’m so much better than everyone else, sweetheart,” he spat in response.
“Do I think I’m better than everyone else? No. Do I think I’m better than you? Definitely,” the Gryffindor girl took another step toward him, and now not only their noses were brushing against the other, but their bodies were almost glued together. James felt a tingling sensation on the back of his neck.
“Are you two going to kiss?” Peter asked confusedly, blinking repeatedly as he looked back and forth between Y/N and James.
“NO!” The two rivals groaned in unison, turning their heads in Peter’s direction at the same time and unwillingly backing away from each other.
“It definitely seemed like you would though,” Remus smirked, amused, as he tilted his head.
“Oh, fuck you, Remus John! I’m way out of this daft dimbo’s league,” Y/N rolled her eyes at her sandy-haired friend.
“I’m the one way out of your league, L/N!” James frowned, poking his tongue slightly into his cheek, clearly offended.
Y/N glared at James from head to toe with complete disdain. “I suggest you go clean yourself up, Potter. Or maybe not, if you don’t want to have Death Eater Wannabe written on your forehead,” the girl laughed before turning on her heels and walk up the corridor in the direction of the staircase, leaving a huffing James behind.
“That girl is a fucking genius,” Sirius said nonchalantly as he eyed the y/h/c Gryffindor climbing up the steps.
“Genius? She’s a nosy know-it-all who thinks she’s above everyone else!” James spat in response.
“Oh come on, Prongs! Even you have to admit that your girlfriend was bloody brilliant using Peeves to prank you with your own prank,” he grinned lopsidedly.
James in fact agreed with Sirius, but he would never admit that. “She’s not my fucking girlfriend, would you stop with that?” he gritted, clenching his jaw.
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 James massaged his forehead with one of his hands, rubbing the place where the phrase Peeves Rocks was written in shimmery gold, mentally thanking the damn poltergeist for having changed his original spell a bit, as he laid in his bed. He much rather having this written down than Death Eater Wannabe, that was for sure. Actually, he preferred to have succeeded with his plan and having his forehead clean and normal, but thanks to L/N that wasn’t possible. Once again, strong emotions took him by assault as the girl crossed his mind for the hundredth time in the past hour.
“I can’t believe her, seriously. Did you see the satisfied smirk she had on her face when Peeves dropped the paint on me? She’s so bloody infuriating!” James frowned, steading himself on his elbows so he could glance at his friends, who had been chatting about something he wasn’t paying attention to.
The boys rolled their eyes, immediately knowing that that would be a very long rant. “And here we go again,” Remus groaned, covering his face with his pillow.
“Who does she think she is? She’s no queen of the enchanted land of Hogwarts,” James pursed his lips as he went on.
“Bloody hell Prongs, just ask the girl out so you can both relieve that sexual tension that has been tormenting you two for years now and move the fuck on,” Sirius grinned, as amusedly as he always did when teasing his friend about the topic in discussion.
James aimed for Sirius’ face and threw his pillow with all the strength he could muster, but the grey-eyed Black boy dodged it easily. “Fuck you.”
Sirius barked a laugh and soon, Remus and Peter joined him, all of them teasing their hazel-eyed friend. James flashed his middle finger at the three boys, an annoyed frown on his face.
“She’s extremely nice, you know,” Remus said nonchalantly as he crossed his arms behind his head. “And quite similar to you.”
“Not to mention she’s bloody hot,” Sirius shrugged, winging his brows.
“Why don’t you date her then?” James asked grumpily.
“Oh I’ve tried mate, but sadly, that girl never fell for my charm,” Sirius answered thoughtfully. “Besides, I would never go for my brother’s girl.” He added with an innocent smile and a wink as he climbed off his bed and hurried to the bathroom door.
James quickly followed his steps but Sirius was faster, getting inside the bathroom and locking its door before the hazel-eyed boy could catch him.
“I swear to Godric that the next time you imply I’m interested in her in the slightest I’ll bloody hex you, Padfoot!” James shouted, smashing one of his hands rather strongly against the wooden door.
“Well, truth hurts, doesn’t it Prongs?” Sirius’ muffled voice teased him from behind the door.
“Padfoot, I’m warning you…” James bumped the door once again amidst the loud sound of laughter coming not only from Sirius but from Remus and Peter as well.
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“You’re late, Mr Potter!” Flitwick scolded a breathlessly James as the boy opened the door of the Charms classroom after clearly running through the hallways trying to make it to class in time.
“Sorry, Professor,” the boy answered, glancing around and noticing that the only available seat was next do Y/N L/N. He immediately rolled his eyes.
“Come along,” Flitwick motioned for James to come in. “We're experimenting with Nonverbal Spells today, we've already divided into pairs – you can sit next to Miss L/N and work with her.”
Knowing it was pointless to argue with the Professor, James nodded and dragged himself with a shuffling gait to the table he was assigned to, not bothering to hide his unpleasantness.
“Hi, Potter!” The girl teased, a wry smile on her lips, as James seated next to her. “Glad to see you’re feeling well! Heard you got a nasty food poisoning that took you off classes for the past three days.”
James’ face was immediately taken over by a profoundly annoyed frown, Y/N knew very well that she was the reason he had been unable to attend classes. “The only poisoning thing in this castle is you, darling.”
Y/N laughed and faked a pout at him before turning her attention back to Flitwick, who was explaining how the pairing would work in this specific lesson.
“For today’s lesson we’ll be using the Mending Charm!” Flitwick exclaimed excitedly. “This charm, as you know, repairs broken objects. You have a shrunken desk in front of you with four broken legs. Each one of you will be responsible to mend two of them and you’ll compete against your own pair. Let’s begin!”
The class hurriedly started to work on their legs, everyone eager to be the first to succeed. Y/N straightened herself in her seat and graciously grabbed her wand from the table.
“This is going to be a piece of cake!” She said cheerfully, purposefully wanting to annoy James.
“You think you can beat me, L/N?” The boy quirked a brow.
“I don’t think I can, I know so,” Y/N gave him a skewed smile.
James huffed in response whilst rolling his eyes. There was no way he was going to let her win.
Non-verbal spells were very difficult and required a good deal of practice, concentration and mental discipline, which made performing them successfully particularly even more difficult for teenagers. The entire class was noticeably having a hard time; even Lily Evans, who were one of the brightest students from their year, was looking like she was constipated due to the amount of effort she was putting into her attempts.
“You alright there, Potter?” Y/N asked sarcastically when she noticed a swelled vein popping on his forehead as he tried for the umpteenth time to repair the legs of the shrunken desk.
“Would you mind your own business? At least I’m trying to do something here, unlike you,” James hissed in response. “Have you given up already?”
Y/N just smiled wryly at him and turned her head to the little desk, flickering her wand. The two broken legs on her end clicked together and half of the desk was standing again, two of its legs perfectly fine.
“Look, everyone! Miss L/N successfully performed the first non-verbal spell in the class! Well done, Y/N!” Flitwick clapped his little hands excitedly.
“You were saying?” Y/N teased James with a triumphant look on her face.
“You obviously cheated!” The hazel-eyed boy spat in annoyance.
“Excuse you? It’s called talent; I don’t need to cheat to beat you!” She retorted, offended.
“Yeah, right! You used some non-verbal spell that we weren’t supposed to just so mine wouldn’t work, admit it!”
“Oh, sod off Potter! Stop being a sore loser!”
“Here we go again,” Marlene McKinnon sighed from her seat, rolling her eyes like the rest of the students.
Y/N and James engaged on a fiery argument for the short rest of the class, much to the amusement of Sirius and to the dismay of Flitwick and the majority of their classmates. The two Gryffindors seemingly missed the ring of the bell that announced the end of the class and also the students leaving the classroom one by one, as once again they were too wrapped on each other to be aware of their surroundings.
“Should we tell them the class is over?” Peter asked Flitwick unsurely, as they eyed Y/N and James from the Professor’s desk, Sirius and Remus with them.
Flitwick sighed, shaking his head in defeat. “No, let them be,” he answered, starting to walk away from the classroom and motioning for the boys to follow him.
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The full moon wasn’t gentle in the slightest with Remus. He had a particularly rougher time last night and his whole body ached with deep, fresh scars. Clotted blood covered the scratches and cuts as he laid on a bed in the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey had cleaned his scars and applied a potion to help with the pain and the healing process but the boy was still suffering nonetheless.
“How is he?” Y/N stormed in, asking no one in particular as she clutched into a piece of the bed curtains, frowning worriedly.
“Hey, Y/N/N. I’m ok,” Remus answered weakly with a smile on his face, trying to sit up.
“No, no, no! Stay still!” The Gryffindor girl hurried to stop him. “Godric, I was so worried! I was waiting for Sirius’ note to know if you were okay but it never came.”
“Sorry about that, he had a rough night and we couldn’t leave his side. This full moon was particularly hard on him,” Sirius apologized, rubbing her back gently as he tried to comfort her.
“Wait, does she know about Moony’s condition?” James scrunched his nose incredulously.
“Of course I do, you twat. He’s one of my closest friends,” Y/N glared at James with despise.
“Please, would you two behave yourselves and try not to fight this time? Your arguments are more painful than all of these scars combined,” Remus joked, groaning in pain as he tried to switch his position.
“Oh, come on, Moony! They’re quite fun to watch,” Sirius grinned lopsidedly, offering his hand to Remus so he could help him.
“I do agree myself,” Peter laughed, mockingly shrugging his shoulders and pouting.
Y/N rolled her eyes and waited until the boys were chatting distractedly before walking over to James, who stood a little further to them. She had a thoughtful expression and her brows were furrowed as she approached him, fiddling with her fingers furiously. James had been studying her every move curiously and noticed Y/N was uncommonly anxious, finding it strange that the overly confident girl was displaying such an unusual behaviour. The boy with unruly black hair widened his hazel eyes in shock when she suddenly leaned in the direction of his face, his figure becoming painfully aware of their proximity. An involuntary electrical current awakened his now tensed body whilst a lump started to take form in his throat, but James brushed the odd feeling with a quick shake of his head.
“What? I’m not going to bite you,” she grimaced impatiently at the flustered boy.
“Well, you leaned in out of the blue, I’m sorry if I was surprised!” He retorted with embarrassment, rubbing the back of his neck and hoping that the heat he felt on his cheeks didn’t mean he was blushing.
Y/N furrowed her brows at his response, but her features slowly relaxed and a playful smile took over her lips as his words sank in. “James Potter, did you think I was going to kiss you?” She quirked her brows amusedly as she teased him, crossing her arms across her chest. “Not even in your wildest dreams, sweetheart.”
“As if I would ever dream about you,” he huffed, rolling his eyes. “What do you want?” He asked in a cold and harsh tone of voice.
“We need to talk,” she said, once again looking anxious. Y/N grabbed his arm and dragged him to a distant bed, closing the curtains that surrounded it and turning around to face a very confused James.
“Have you ever heard of the Wolfsbane Potion?” Y/N almost spat the words as she fiddled with her fingers, gazing at the floor.
“Wolf what?” James frowned in confusion, tilting his head a little.
“Why doesn’t it surprise me?” Y/N rolled her eyes, the confidence seemingly returning to her snarky self. “The Wolfsbane Potion, it’s a relatively newly formulated potion that relieves, but does not cure, the symptoms of lycanthropy.” She explained, this time staring into James’ eyes.
“Meaning?” James shrugged crankily, crossing his arms across his chest. He had no idea what she meant discussing potions with him after a long and tiring full moon. Maybe this was a prank of some sort?
“Godric, are you really that daft?” She grimaced incredulously. “Meaning that the transformation wouldn’t be as nearly as painful for Remus as it currently is. This potion will allow him to hold on to his mental faculties after becoming Moony.”
“Hold on, are you telling me that Moony would be a werewolf but still think and behave like himself? That would be awesome! I didn’t know that it was possible!” James’ features lightened up. “He would finally stop beating himself up for things he can’t control.”
“Exactly!” She smirked, nodding excitedly. “He deserves that more than anyone I could ever think of.”
“For once I agree with you, L/N,” James winged his eyebrows, a lopsided grin on. “How do we brew this?”
“I’m sorry, we?” Y/N frowned, the smile slowly fading from her lips. “This potion could be extremely dangerous if incorrectly concocted so, I’m sorry, but your average Potions skills aren’t fit for this task.”
“Average?” The boy huffed, displeased. “And I suppose yours are?” He asked with despise.
“Precisely,” Y/N shrugged, the ends of her lips curling up in a wry smile. “I received an Exceeds Expectations in my O.W.L.s.”
“Oh, yeah, because you’re so much better than the rest of us plain mortals,” James sneered in a mean tone of voice, his face completely disgusted. “Tell me, is this potion even real or did you just thought it would be fun to prank me by using one of the people I care about the most to humiliate me?”
Y/N frowned in shock as her mouth fell open and James felt bad almost immediately, noticing the hurt clear in her y/e/c eyes. “Do you think I’d ever toy with Remus’ life like that? He is my best friend too you egocentric – arrogant twat!” She spat, pursing her lips and clenching her fists with a slow, disbelieving head shake.
“Look, I‘m- I’m sorry ok? I know you wouldn’t,” he heaved a sigh, massaging his forehead as he let his head fall into his hand. “How can I help?” He added after a few minutes of silence, shoving his hands into his pockets and staring into Y/N’s eyes.
“I’ll accept your apology, only because I’ll need you to help Remus,” Y/N said, lifting her chin up as she glared displeased at James. “First, we’ll have to enter the restricted section of the library.”
James nodded thoughtfully as the two of them unsurely eyed the other.
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startanewdream · 3 years ago
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hiiii mah, finally finished reading part3 of bury it and what a journey that was!! i absolutely love what you did with the story there. the marauders helping the order nonethless, all the horcruxe search, even adding regulus that was so cool (almost killing sirius in the cave was not tho)
the foreshadowing with peter was so well done!! all his (not so) subtle comments about magic, the comparison with petunia or again when he fell on his knees during the train battle and begged voldy he'd do everything.... at first i was really wondering if you'd go this way or not and then came all these elements and that was obvious it would come but it was just so well brought and wrote
and then the end, that was phenomenal! when james got the call about remus' accident i was like TRAP TRAP TRAP but well, he didn't listen. for a moment, i was really convinced you would kill him or lily by the end but i'm extremely happy you didn't (even though i just know you must have thought about doing it). and the final fight was so epic: sirius fighting the imperius, JAMES FINDING THE SWORD OF GRYFFINDOR (i screamed at this), the open end about nagini, and well simply lily's love for both james and harry.
anyways, one more time i'm a huge fan of your work and how you're writing jily, so i hope you will continue with all those great ideas of yours. have the best day <3333
Ahhh, I took a while to answer this because spoilers, but I wanted to say how I am beaming ever since reading it! <3
Thank you so much for joining this ride!
I wanted to give the Marauders a chance to shine, and a huge point of this story was about how being a muggle didn't make anyone less valuable (something that Voldemort didn't understand and Dumbledore underestimated to a point). I'm so glad you enjoyed Peter's arc!
Sirius got real close to have Regulus' faith for symbolism, and, well, so did James for the same reason - yeah, I thought about it *a lot*! But instead we got the sword and James' unofficial sorting, and I'm happier that way :)
Thanks again, Clara 🥰💖
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the-colony-roleplay · 5 years ago
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Hey team!
Ok, so I thought I was back to work Friday, then today I realized I made a mistake and I was actually scheduled to be back to work Thursday. But then tonight I got an email from my supervisor saying we’re doing a last minute 8 hour prep day after covid tests tomorrow, (which is like, gee, thanks for the like, 15 hour warning, I had an appointment scheduled tomorrow and had to go run errands and stuff but alright). 
So! Tomorrow and Thursday I may be around in the evening possibly because they may both be closer to 8 hour days. Then Friday we start our first full days of actual shooting. We start in the studio the first few days, doing a bunch of green screen stuff, so hopefully those ones won’t be too wild. 
But otherwise... be prepared to only see replies from me on the weekends. From the sounds of it this is going to be an incredibly heavy show. They are anticipating 14 camera days (which is excluding pre-calls, overtime and wrap time, meaning my days will be closer to 16-17) with lots of outdoor and overnight shoots, and very little studio. So... this show is going to obliterate me most likely. Also means I’ll have a lot of ‘Fraturdays’ which means I’ll be working until 5/6am Saturday and have to sleep most of Saturday, so I will essentially have one day weekends. 
SO, please be patient with me if the transition is difficult. It will take me a bit to get used to the schedule again, and it doesn’t help that I’m starting with a show that’s probably going to be extremely mentally and physically exhausting. 
Nonethless, I’ve done it before and can do it again, so it’s just a matter of readjusting. And who knows, maybe it won’t be as difficult as the crew is currently projecting. We’ll see! As always, I will be around as much as possible, and will check in here and there throughout the week.  Maddie will also be around to keep me informed and posted on any inquiries that come up or anything of the sort, so not to worry, I’ll still be a pretty frequent presence—I just won’t be on the dash much during the week, which will be a big change considering, y’know, 9 months of quarantine lmfao. 
Anyhoodle, I should wrap this up before I continue to repeat myself!! Lol. And I should head to bed. So, SO much love to ya’ll, and wish me luck!
Smooches, 
xxMod!Ro
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poomphuripan · 2 years ago
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i agree with everything oat says above. just chiming in to add a little context about why this little series was even made.
So since the series is under Channel 8 (CH8), the main actors (Ohm Thitiwat, Guide Kantapon, Poom Phuripan, Prame Nopanut, Atom Nathaphob, Tawan Nawinit) are all CH8 actors. Ohm, Guide, Poom, Atom and Tawan are part of a CH8 initiative? project? called Snap Project where they pair the guys up for vlogs, events, magazines... which I guess is to promote their younger roster of actors.
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(no you're not looking wrong, Prame isn't "officially" included in the Snap Project lineup but he's part of the main cast and still under CH8 anyway)
Most content is just like vlog or the boys doing some activities together. You can check their content out on Snap Project Official Youtube Channel.
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So why Bake Me Please?
CH8 promotes Bake Me Please as their first ever BL series so my assumption is that BMP is most likely CH8 testing the waters of the profitable market that is BL series, as opposed to them doing conventional soapy lakorns.
And it is profitable. You can see CH8 capitalizing on events they've never done before like selling tickets to the premiere event of Bake Me Please or the Bake Me Please Special EP Fanmeeting this Sunday. I guess merch details will be out eventually too 😂. Definitely hope this won't be the last BL series CH8 ever do though, they've got potential!
I think it should be duly noted that CH8 seems to give their actors relative freedom in playing LGBTQ+ roles outside of their network dramas. All the actors in Bake Me Please have at least starred in one non-CH8 BL series before or have played in LGBTQ+ adjacent series/characters.
Ohm Thitiwat (Until We Meet Again, 609 Bedtime Story, Oh! My Sunshine Night, Close Friends...)
Guide Kantapon (I Feel You Linger In The Air)
Poom Phuripan (Jenny A.M./P.M., Saiyai Saneha, My Stand In)
Prame Nopanut (Love Puzzle, Bite Me)
Atom Nathaphob (7 Days Before Valentine)
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Therefore, since it was more testing the waters kinda project for CH8, you can see how quickly it was filmed (only 8 filming queues) through the filming behind the scenes vlogs on their Youtube channel. There are also small continuity errors too if you sometimes catch the random outfit changes 🤣.
That being said, I loved watching Bake Me Please. I'm glad the Toyota money was put to good use because Bake Me Please was definitely unlike your average mid CH8 lakorn at ALL (which was my biggest fear coming into this series). The series had decent cinematography, beautiful pastel tone orange/teal color grading, the characters are not cartoon-ish (except for the evil mom) but they feel real, just extremely flawed at times, but real nonethless.
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All in all, Bake Me Please was very short, I'm sure it was experimental for CH8 and brought them some good results so hopefully this means more future projects with some of our favorite actors again, but perhaps in different pairings? The Snap Project guys always mentioned about how they've been in different lakorns together (usually playing brothers/friends/romantic rivals pining for the same female lead) but this is the first series to have all of these rising CH8 actors.
bake me please finale thoughts, feelings, etc.
normally i only break down whole eps for last twilight but this finale sure is. a finale. definitely is one of those.
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this shit with the social media feels very dramatic for some cakes. like??? listen, i work in social media for a small company, this year we had something VERY major fuck up one of our shipments, but even with that huge fuck up no one responded even close to this lmao. this is ridiculous and overly dramatic - which like, i know the show has been, but this just felt dumb.
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well that's not true, you just had a whole fit last episode about how Sweetheart managed to rip off your recipe, so like... someone is definitely making that cake, bud. i don't get his obsession with the torta caprese, you are not the only one capable of making it. make a fucking croquembouche and then i'll be impressed.
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and once again Peach saves the fucking day. how did any of you live without him? like honestly, the amount of physical and emotional labor Peach takes on is INSANE. why is he the most well adjusted person in a group of 5 adult men? i'm begging you all to pass the singular brain cell you share around.
not that Peach is perfect, because he then lies to Guy, says he has the flu, and expects Guy not to show up and try to take care of him? buddy Guy is besotted with you, he cried because you were crying, of course he's going to try and come take care of you.
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so here's something i liked about this conversation - that there was a conversation. Guy found out Peach lied, Peach apologized, and they talked it through. not all of Guy's responses were perfect but he listened and he didn't shout or lash out. he took time to hear Peach and understand what was going on.
and instead of shouting, he tells Peach to go.
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so there's absolutely a parallel here to draw between Shin telling Guy not to come back and Guy telling Peach not to come back - just like Shin, Guy is hurting. he doesn't want Peach to go, doesn't want to say goodbye, but he knows that's what Peach wants and he's willing to let him go. the difference comes in that this is very likely also the perfect opportunity for Guy to seek some distance. he's recently been rejected by Peach and knows there's no place for his feelings with Peach, so it would be better for them both if they can have that space.
he communicates it in a way that's better than Shin, without the shouting and the hurt and the insult, just a quiet resignation. and you see Peach isn't that upset, not even half as upset as Guy was when Shin said the very same thing to him - because Sweetheart isn't where Peach wants to be and both he and Guy know that.
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WELL THIS WOULD HAVE BEEN NICE INFORMATION TO HAVE IN EPISODE 1. so Shin, Oab, and Guy started Temptation together and were all shareholders, which is both pretty impressive and makes Guy leaving all the more tragic. i can get why Shin was so hurt, but Guy's hurt is amplified as well because he went into a business with his friends and was sidelined, essentially.
i am so glad to see him come home, though. what Guy shows us is sometimes you need space and time to gather your thoughts, feelings, and gain perspective on what matters most to you. after everything Guy still came back because this place and these people are his home.
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"My ego is not as important as this shop and all our efforts."
wow what a mature thing to say, amazing. what a concept. Why the fuck wasn't Guy our main.
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okay, I know I'm on my Guy soapbox, I'll get off it soon, but just - Guy being the one to take Peach back to Shin? what the FUCK. it hurts. it hurts so bad. he literally takes Peach by the hand and leads him back to Shin so they can reconcile. from his earlier talk with Shin he knows he feels bad, he knows he misses Peach, and from Peach's rejection he knows Peach misses Shin. he puts all of his own love and feelings aside to bring them back together. i know he did some shady and petty shit but he really is the Guy (lol) of all time.
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the fact that Shin apologizes better to Guy than to Peach drives me up a wall. Shin talks to Peach about not being firm enough and being impatient or whatever and it's like CAN YOU JUST SAY YOU'RE SORRY? i'm begging you to apologize for not listening, for calling his dream stupid, etc. NOT FOR NOT BEING FIRM ENOUGH WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?
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NO. ANGRY BUZZER NOISE. NOPE. PEACH YOU DID NOTHING WRONG. YOU COMMUNICATED ALMOST THE ENTIRE TIME UNTIL YOU FELT LIKE YOU COULDN'T ANYMORE. YOU PUT THAT 'WE' BACK IN YOUR MOUTH.
their reconciliation just felt so weird, like Shin never apologizes for FUCKING CALLING PEACH'S DREAM STUPID like??? hello? i would not be able to move past that, myself. dreams are all we have in this shitty difficult world and then you're gonna insult someone's dream? get fucked.
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okay i'll admit i did REALLY like the parallels of these two scenes, this was very sweet and well done. and that sassy look between Guy and Oab - i'll be a GuyPeach bitch until i die but it was very cute and very suggestive.
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i am not buying this for an instant though, from Guy or Oab. i think they both loved Peach and Shin very much, but saying this might make moving on easier for them both. i don't know what world Guy lives in but crying because Peach is crying? that's not something you do for a simple crush. rushing to his house because you heard he was sick? not crush behavior. but whatever makes it easier to move on babes.
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having the family reunited after all of this feels so fucking good, though. i'm going to talk about this a lot more later but they're my comfort idiots, your honor.
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AND GRANDMA SURVIVED TO THE END!! WE DID IT!!! HELL YEAH!!
alright since this is basically the end i'm just going to talk about the things i liked and didn't like about this show and the ending. i haven't read anyone else's posts because i really didn't want to be influenced and i'm glad i sat with my thoughts for a bit.
what i really enjoyed about Bake Me Please is the warmth of it all and the aesthetics. there are so many beautiful shots in this show it's almost like a work of art. they do so much with light, framing, the food, etc. it really is a delight to watch. the plot was fine, a little rushed at times but that's to be expected with 6 episodes, it wasn't anything special and it wasn't terrible - it just was. i think @mikuni14 really said it the best that one of the most charming things about Bake Me Please is that each character feels like a real person you could come across in your day to day life and this is both for better or for worse, because sometimes people are so frustrating. they don't feel like characters or caricatures but actual fleshed out people and i love that, because i would sometimes forget i was watching a show.
another thing i loved from BMP is Atom and Oab's relationship. it's so easy for shows to make brothers rivals, to pit them against each other, but Atom and Oab have so much love and support for each other and it was so refreshing to see. Atom doesn't want to work at a bakery but he does it for Oab because he loves him and wants to help him - and Oab knows he doesn't want to work there and is doing it in part because of their mother and promises to help and support Atom when he does find his dream. i could watch an entire show just about the two of them, i really fell in love with their love for each other.
i also very much appreciated the reunion and the way they all came back together as a family. they're a collection of broken pieces and i suppose Peach has become to glue to hold them together (though i wish he didn't have to be.) the atmosphere of the bakery is completely changed, there's palpable joy in the environment, and hopefully they can continue this feeling.
now what didn't i like? Shin and Peach's entire relationship feels like such an emotional weight thrust onto Peach's shoulders. at every turn it's up to Peach to draw Shin out of his shell, to mend missteps, to learn how to navigate around Shin, and it feels like Peach dancing with a brick wall rather than the two of them waltzing together. i didn't really find them getting together all that satisfying, especially not once they'd slept with each other. i will say, all of this did put an spotlight on how important communication is in relationships, so for nothing else i suppose there is that.
i guess it's not just Peach either, though. the emotional weight of Shin and his attitude and hang ups is really put on everyone else and very, very, VERY fucking rarely does Shin ever take any PROPER responsibility for that. he says a few sorries, not as many as he should imo, and everyone just moves on.
this isn't just me shitting on Shin, though. i really didn't like the constant referring to Shin as heartless. like, fuck, those are your friends!! the people you went into business with!! ouch!! so i can get why he was a dick sometimes but you cannot go through your whole ass adult life acting like that to everyone. and we do see he has a few wake up calls, especially when encountering Oab's mom.
which brings me to my next gripe - i hope that woman explodes. they showed us quite a bit of her and her shitty attitude and all of that led nowhere. i'm not saying i needed some great sob story of her realizing all the pressure she was putting on her kids, etc. i just wish we'd seen.. more, i guess. even if it wasn't resolved or there was no happy ending. generational trauma is such a hot topic these days and Asian families arguably suffer from it more than others. it would have been nice to see some of that explored and seen Oab be less of a doormat - or at least take steps in that direction.
i also wish we'd seen more development between Guy and Oab rather than just these little crumbs at the end. i can't help but feel like they were two consolation prizes just coming together because why not? and it's like, i don't know, i'd rather see something form slowly over time and maybe before the finale - like simultaneous with them dealing with their feelings for Shin and Peach maybe they also struggle with some burgeoning feelings for each other. i think that's the only reason i can't get into them too much, there's just nothing there for me to really latch onto emotionally.
finally, i'm disappointed Peach's dream is never addressed. sure, they sell his grandma's cakes in the shop now - but those are the cakes that inspired SHIN. everything is once again about SHIN. how is Shin supporting Peach? what is Peach's current trajectory towards his dream? it's giving woman with high aspirations gets married and becomes a house wife while her husband gets all the glory. yuckers.
sometimes the show also just kind of felt like one big excuse to make their music videos. the videos are good! i listened to Poom's on repeat today, but idk. i just wonder why this show was made. what message were they trying to convey? i get not all media has to be this big, deep thing but i just really feel like i missed the why here. maybe it was just to enjoy the aesthetics, the music, and have something short and low key? and if that's the case it did really nail it!
all in all, i'm not upset i watched it, Chef Guy will always have an incredibly special place in my blorbo heart, and i would recommend it for anyone who might want a short, casual palatte cleanser show between heavier shows (i know it has been a great break in my week between all the heavy shows airing right now)
i think we can all agree Poom was the best thing to come out of this show and it was a great way to showcase his exceptional acting skills and put him on our radar. i cannot wait to see more of him in the future.
i hope you guys have enjoyed the gifsets and my rambling, i'm smooching you all, and have a happy holidays!
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asrasotherbottom · 6 years ago
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Hey got any worm prompts? 👀🐛 how bout some nsfw vlastomil content? with a neutral mc and making it pretty spicy...? and excuse the mosterfucking but..if also some about him and mc in his Big Wyrm Worm form? thank u 💕
you never need to excuse the monsterfucking in this house buddy, monsterfucking is where i Live. 
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Nasty Vlasty x GN!MC 
He’s pretty anxious in bed at first to be honest. Its been a while since he’s interacted with ~human~ parts. 
Vlastomil learns how to take all that nervous chatter of his and put it to good use: lots of checking in and /lots/ of dirty talk (most of its actually about dirt for his worms but, you know). 
Any excuse to break out the baby oil honestly, its very slippery and he finds that irresistible. 
There is no body fluid save for blood that can freak him out, so, they get down with all sorts of experimentation. 
In fact he likes using body fluids to make things slippery. If MC wants any of their genital fluids on any part of his body, he is more than game. 
He can, will, and enjoys using spit to lube himself or MC up. 
Everybody talks about Vlastomil’s unusually long and spindly fingers, but oh what those fingers can do. They move so fluidly and deftly inside any orifice that MC chooses. 
Sometimes he’ll tell MC to not moan so loud because itll disturb the sleeping worms, but he knows thats nothing that a few fingers in their mouth can’t fix. 
Vlastomil will pleasure MC while in his human form if they want, but he Does Not want to be on the receiving end while he’s in his human suit though. Its so restricting and nothing feels quite right for him. 
His bedroom at the estate is big enough for his wyrm form, so when he says hes going to slip into something a little more comfortable, he means it. 
Monsterfucking from here on out, fair warning: 
I’m just gonna come out and say i personally headcanon Vlastomil’s genitalia to be similar to the proboscis of the ribbon worm.
It gets a good grip on MC while they work it over with their whole body, rubbing against it, kissing it, running their hands over it. 
They both hesitate to call it a handjob exactly, but its Vlastomil’s favorite. 
He’s very loud but none of his moans are sharp, theyre breathy deep gasps that vibrate in MC’s chest. 
Verbally though, in bed, he needs reassurances. MC tells him that hes doing great, that hes not /alone/
If they ever call him Daddy in the bedroom though he’s just going to say “yes !! i am in fact a father to 12, 932 worms!!” so unless you wanna compliment him on his parenting skills, its not his jam. 
Kissing him is an experience honestly, those two little wigglers in his mouth? extremely sensitive and they move around a lot in MC’s mouth. Do Not use teeth on them. 
Do use teeth and nip his ears though, they’re sensitive but the only part of his body that he likes having bitten.
His wyrm form is intimidatingly big, MC should in fact not be intimidated and Should top him, he’s wriggling putty, but putty nonethless in their hands if they make any move to top him. 
He’d be hard pressed to admit it, but he likes when MC doesn’t ignore any of his wiggly tendrils, he’s not quite sure why he has them but MCs tongue feels Very good on them.
Listen…
LISTEN
Vlastomil is extremely good at oral in his wyrm form. Everything is smooth and soft and prehensile. Its just a fact. 
THOSE FINGERS, y’all thought he was good with his hands before???
He’s…extremely flexible, he might complain that humans aren’t as flexible as they need to be, but he compensates for MC’s human joints anyway. 
He’s pretty slick though, physically, slick, so MC needs to not forget to shower afterwards. 
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shirokodomo · 5 years ago
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۝ Truth Serum!: your muses can now ask mine anything and they will be forced to answer honestly! - OPEN ۝
Anonymous has sent: truth serum: what are your feelings for Kagura? Do you really hate her or wished she loved you?
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Hakudōshi looked amusingly at the faceless grey person, he was holding back a sneer. Questions about Kagura always ended up with him berating her or dismissing her existence.
❝ Kagura? No, I wouldn’t say I hate her. ❞ he started while contemplating his next words, the smile still in place  ❝ But she is someone extremely easy to annoy. All I have to do is mention her precious freedom. ❞  
To him she was a fool, he wouldn’t deny that, wanting to escape from someone like Naraku is the same as signing a death sentence. Yet he also had to admit she was brave, merely for the fact that she wouldn’t give up on trying to gain her freedom.
It wouldn’t matter how many times Naraku would squeeze her heart, it wouldn’t matter how many times their creator would threaten her life, it wouldn’t matter he himself would threaten her. She just wouldn’t give up. She had a fighting spirit, that he had to give it to her.
But she was still a fool nonethless.
❝ Do I wish that she loved me? No I don’t wish for that. Love is a weakness and it would be used against us. ❞ but perhaps had their visions been the same all the time, had they agreed with each other more than they fought, then maybe just maybe they would have been capable of tolerating each other more.
But nothing is perfect and neither is their relationship.
Perhaps one day they would be capable of working together.
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Heather Cox Richardson:
June 1, 2020 (Monday)
Trump began the day with a call to Russian President Vladimir Putin.
Shortly after, he called American state governors. In the 55-minute call, he told them, “You have to dominate, if you don’t dominate you’re wasting your time. They’re going to run over you, you’re going to look like a bunch of jerks. You have to dominate.” He told the governors, “You’ve got to arrest people, you have to track people, you have to put them in jail for 10 years and you’ll never see this stuff again.” “You know when other country’s watch this, they’re watching this, the next day wow, they’re really a push over. And we can’t be a push over. And we have all the resources—it’s not like we don’t have the resources. So, I don’t know what you’re doing.” “It’s a movement, if you don’t put it down it will get worse and worse…. The only time its successful is when you’re weak and most of you are weak.”
He said: “We will activate Bill Barr and activate him very strongly.” He said: “Washington [D.C.] was under very good control, but we’re going to have it under much more control. We’re going to pull in thousands of people.” Barr later directed the FBI to send riot teams to Miami and Washington.
Also on the call were Defense Secretary Mark T. Esper and General Mark A. Milley, the chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. Esper echoed Trump, telling the governors in a discussion of American protesters in American cities: “we need to dominate the battle space.”
On the call, Trump said he had put Milley in charge of managing the protests. Since by law Milley is an advisor, rather than part of the military chain of command, the Pentagon clarified that he could not lead any military response to the crisis. White House Press Secretary later said he would lead a “central command center in conjunction with the state and local governments.”
This call was recorded and leaked to the press almost immediately.
Republican Senator Tom Cotton of Arkansas, a former Army captain who now sits on the Senate Armed Services Committee, was on board with the sentiments in it. He called for Trump to invoke the 1807 Insurrection Act, which permits the president to override the restriction against using the military in domestic situations in extreme situations. Cotton tweeted: “Anarchy, rioting, and looting needs to end tonight. If local law enforcement is overwhelmed and needs backup, let’s see how tough these Antifa terrorists are when they’re facing off with the 101st Airborne Division. We need to have zero tolerance for this destruction…. And, if necessary, the 10th Mountain, 82nd Airborne, 1st Cav, 3rd Infantry—whatever it takes to restore order. No quarter for insurrectionists, anarchists, rioters, and looters.”
Readers pointed out that the concept of “no quarter,” that is, killing those who surrender in a battle, is a war crime. Trump tweeted that Cotton was “100% correct.” Cotton later tried to walk back the comments by resorting to a dictionary definition, but David A. French, a lawyer, military officer, Iraq veteran, and journalist, pointed out that Cotton graduated from Harvard Law School, and certainly knew that military ops defines “no quarter” very clearly, and prohibits it.
Florida Representative Matt Gaetz—the man who wore a gas mask on the floor of Congress to downplay the dangers of coronavirus—tweeted “Now that we clearly see Antifa as terrorists, can we hunt them down like we do in the Middle East?” Twitter hid the tweet—a tweet from a sitting congressman—as glorifying violence.
A reminder: we do not yet know who is behind the looting and violence, although a number of videos have shown white instigators. The political affiliation of those rioters is not clear, despite the statements of Trump and Attorney General Barr that they are “radical leftists.”
When a journalist today asked a senior White House official what Trump was doing, the official responded: “He’s not handling anything, just typing a bunch of shit on Twitter.” But things took an ominous turn later in the day.
Twenty-nine states have activated about 70,000 National Guard troops but have not deployed more than a few hundred of them, and no state governor has asked for federal intervention. Nonethless, Trump, who refused to help the states respond to the coronavirus pandemic, now wants federal troops in those same states. In the Rose Garden this afternoon, he said that if mayors and governors didn’t increase their troop presence, he would send in federal troops. He announced he was deploying “thousands and thousands of heavily armed soldiers, military personnel and law enforcement officers” to stop the protests in Washington, D.C. and “to protect the rights of law-abiding Americans, including your Second Amendment rights.”
While he was talking, a massive police presence, including officers from the Customs and Border Protection, were clearing peaceful protesters from Lafayette Square with tear gas and flash-bang explosions.
The president concluded his remarks by saying “Now, I’m going to pay my respects to a very, very special place.” He walked out of the White House to the north side of it, into Lafayette Square, where the protests have been, along with Esper, Attorney General William Barr, Chief of Staff Mark Meadows, and other White House officials, including Hope Hicks, who apparently hatched the plan to calm Trump's anger at being made fun of for his stay in the White House bunker. They crossed the park to St. John’s Episcopal Church, a historic site that had briefly been set on fire last night. There, Trump held up a Bible and said: “We have a great country, that’s my thoughts, the greatest country in the world. We will make it even greater, it won’t take long. It’s coming back strong and it will be greater than ever before.”
Democratic Senator Bob Casey of Pennsylvania tweeted: “I want to be super clear about what happened tonight in Washington: The President of the United States deployed tear-gas, rubber bullets and military personnel on peaceful protesters so that he could cross the street for a photo op. There is no excuse.” Democratic Senator Ron Wyden of Oregon straight up said “the fascist speech Donald Trump just delivered verged on a declaration of war against American citizens. I fear for our country tonight and will not stop defending America against Trump’s assault.”
Esquire writer Charles Pierce notes that since 9-11, the federal government has equipped local police with $4.3 billion in military gear and prepared them for an all-out war on terrorists. In 2014, President Barack Obama tried to stop the transfer of military weapons and equipment to civilian police departments with an executive order, but Trump reversed it. This militarization of the police has created in America’s streets what a government commission in 1968 defined as a “police riot,” in which officers themselves instigate, escalate, or sustain violent confrontations. In addition to attacking protesters, today’s police are singling out journalists for attack. This development is significant because it is a key sign of authoritarian regimes, which try to silence journalists to silence information about their actions.
Tonight General Milley, chairman of the Joint Chiefs of staff, talked to reporters from the streets of Washington. National security specialist Tom Nichols noted: “There is absolutely no reason for the Chairman to be walking the streets right now. This is not even remotely in the tradition of U.S. civil-military relations.”
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