#this will be for an array of characters and shows

[funtheysaid]

at the risk of sounding a bit too earnest, harassing anyone (including writers or showrunners or, yes, actors) bc you personally didn’t like the direction a television show went in…

sad.

it’s fucking fiction. characters on a screen are not real people. queerbaiting sucks, but it’s also not a crime, and honestly it’s a little ridiculous that people want to claim a show like 9-1-1 is guilty of egregious queerbaiting when it’s one of the few prime time heavy-hitters with a wide array of queer characters, as well as multiple, prominent portrayals of queer relationships.

blaming the actors is genuinely crazy if this season proves anything it’s that they have zero control over what happens on the show and aren’t exaggerating when they say they have no idea what’s going on ever because how could they POSSIBLY when huge storylines are picked up and dropped on a whim by the showrunner to the point that they don’t know what they’ll be filming like. the next day.

[rabotimagines]

"Party Dice"

oh- oh this is def gonna need a continuation or another character's scenario. This hit different

"Party dice" pt 2 GN BOT Reader x Rumble [Smut]

Summary: Summary: You get paired with Rumble during a cross faction game of "interface dice". Or giving the cassette a good ol' handy.

Genre/Theme: Smut scenario 🔞 MDNI

Warnings: Voyeurism, Technically Public Hand job, Rumble calls reader a whore, mild brat taming on Rumble. (As result of the former)

Pronouns: You, Your, Yours, they

Notes: Written with flirty Older Autobot Reader, Reader is a bigger bot than Rumble, not said how much but just mentioned that you're a bigger bot than him. Part one with Skyfire is right here!, Randomly selected happens for the other mechs here, (aka Astrotrain is mentioned taking a servo up his valve, etc,)

Rumble was stuck staring till Skywarp nearly fell on top of him after Starscream smacked him for his smart aft comment. It took a while for things to pretend to settle down for everyone after the show you put on servicing Skyfire's spike. You'd done more work than just for Skyfire with that slagging show you put on.

When they got back to the game, Bumblebee got the dice next and had to make out with Starscream. And neither of 'em even objected to the draw! Sure, Bumblebee sighed, but he just got up and met Starscream halfway- and they just started going at it! Starscream basically yanked Bumblebee against him to kiss him harder. And Rumble wishes he was either of 'em in all honesty. He was pent up and ready for just some kind of action.

But the roll chances of array stuff were still low, so after the make out, It went back to the usual slag. Though the next highlight of the game of definitely Astrotrain's lucky roll.

Astrotrain on his knees and servos with all four of that dune buggy's digits stuffed up his valve. Muttering "I think I can fit my servo in here-" all before he was halfway gauntlet deep in Astrotrain. Skywarp laughed loud over the sound Astrotrain had made suddenly getting stuffed full. Astrotrain glared and told Skywarp he was going to fragging make him regret his function if he didn't shut up. And Skywarp only kept laughing like a loon.

And it just so happened two rolls after that Skywarp rolled a real lucky. "Get valve spiked by Astrotrain."

Skywarp used his chicken as soon as Astrotrain's helm snapped in his direction. Rumble laughed over the sorry expression on Skywarp's faceplate. Shame, though, cause Rumble would have loved to watch Skywarp get his valve pounded by Astrotrain of all mechs. Especially when he was this slagged off at him. Rumble bets Astrotrain could've made Skywarp cry. Real shame.

Then it was the usual slag for a while again- which Yeah funny, but Rumble wanted some heated action! Somethin' good. It's been a while since your performance, but Rumbles' frame was still humming hot just thinking about it.

But the dice finally make their way back to Rumble again. And he could get something good-! Rumble rolled the dice together against his servos. "C'mon, Rumble needs a good- roll!" He tossed the dice out onto the floor.

The glyphs projected up into the air.

"Get spike job from-

Rumble couldn't stop himself from jumping up with a shout of victory when he saw the other dice projecting your designation. "Yeah! That's what I'm talking about!"

"Oh, C'mon-!" Skywarp cursed under his vents.

"Stuff it, Skywarp! It's my turn!" And then he realized everyone was looking right at you- Right, you might bail on him! Slag! Rumble paused and waited for what'd you'd say.

"Eh, it's just a- what's the human term? A handie? Yeah, just a handie." You shrugged unbothered by any of it. Your optics found Rumble's visor. "Well, what are you waiting for? C'mhere. " You patted your own thigh. A grin split his faceplate again, and Rumble was not about to wait.

With one more smug look towards Skywarp (sour slagger!), Rumble dashed over to your spot on the floor. Rumble practically threw himself down in your lap, enjoying the huff outta you when he sat with a thunk. Your servos flew onto his waist to steady him, and Rumble leaned his back against your frame. Your em field brushed lightly against him, and he paused at the touch of it. His array already reacting in interest. One of your servos tapped directly above his modesty panel "Open up."

Rumble did, and his spike pressurized, and he huffed, crossing his arms over his chassis. "Well, get to it." Rumble grinned.

"Bossy, ain't you?" Your tone was a touch clipped, but you obeyed. Your servo casually wrapped around his spike and slowly started serving him. The slow slide of your palm dragging another fit of charge up Rumble's spinal strut every time you stroked. "What? You void of manners or something?" Rumble could feel your chassis lightly hum with energon when your vocalizor activated.

Rumbled scoffed. "What? Like, I gotta say 'please' or some slag like that? I ain't no fragging good for nothing Autobot. I'm just the Con who got lucky and gets to use you this turn." Your em field pulled back immediately, and the warmth that was coaxing along Rumble's plating went cold when it left. Rumble's plating that started loosening on its own flattened back out. Your servo pumped, and on your next trip to his spike head, your thumb smeared his pre lubricant over his tip.

You hummed the sound rather loud when his back was almost flat against your frame. "Oh, really now? And what do you mean by 'use'?"

Rumble scoffed. What like it wasn't obvious? You're joking, right? "What? You think it's not obvious you're the Autobot's whore?"

"Hey! That's not-!"

"Bumblebee." You started, and the scout shut up just like that. "Oh, am I now?" Your servo slowly kept stroking his spike- and yeah, you knew exactly what you were doing. Rumble would bet shanix you'd done this more times than you could count. "And that means- you can just... demand what you want from me?"

Well, at least you understood that part. "Yeah, cause you're easy." You hummed again your em field ghosted along the edge of his plating and Rumble couldn't even make out what emotion you were putting out- whatever it was, was hot so he assumed you were getting off on just this.

Your pace only stayed at the same slow aft rate, and Rumble could feel his hips wanna buck up. "Cmon, pick up the pace already-!" Rumble gripped your arm and your thigh.

"Okay, brat." You bite out and Rumbles plating ruffles. Did you just call him a brat? Rumble knows he can hear Skywarp and Starscream laugh. He even hears a fragging sound from one of the Autobots-! Rumble only feels himself getting actually slagged off. If there was one fragging thing he hated the most, it was being treated like some unprogramed new build just cause he was small.

"I ain't no slagging youngling!" Rumble bites out, his em field turning sharper at the edges "What? You need your optics checked or something? You old bag of bolt-!" You shifted your entire body weight, and Rumble almost falls sideways right off your lap. "Hey, what the-!" Your servos fully mech handle Rumble, so he's laying back in your lap now. Sprawled out on top of your thighs.

"Bite your glossia before I bite it for you, brat." Your servo catching the back of his helm is the only reason Rumble doesn't fall outta your lap. Rumble is stuck staring up at your faceplate for half a nanoklick before you lock him into a kiss-! Rumble hums in shock, his own sound of surprise getting caught in your mouth.

"Hey-!" Rumble can hear Skywarp shout, and Rumble doesn't even wanna laugh about it. That's the second time you'd called him a brat, and you were actually fragging getting him mad-! Doesn't matter if you were servicing him or not! You call him that again, and he's gonna- Rumble makes a noise of surprise when your glossia laps against his derma. Your other servo wraps back around his spike, and Rumble gasps when you start pumping his spike again. And you just use the opportunity to slip your glossia into Rumbles' mouth.

Frag- Rumbles is a bit aware of your size difference when he's trying and failing to match your glossia. Glossia pressing against his own and on the flat of his own denta. But Rumble wouldn't just- lay down and let you mech handle him like this or nothin'! He may be small, but that doesn't mean he's easy to beat! Rumble latches a servo on your arm and squeezes. You don't make a sound, but your plating twitches under his hold. Rumble pushes back against you, doing his sparkdamnest to try and win some control over this stupid kiss you locked him into.

But Rumble groans into your mouth when your servo pauses to squeeze the base of his spike. You just tilt his helm back more, and Rumble almost chokes on the amount of oral lubricant that starts spilling down his intake. You just take the opportunity to take his glossia and swallow around it. His glossia stings lightly, and-

Rumble grunts when you pull back a bit from the kiss, taking his glossia along with your mouth. You've got his glossia trapped between your denta, and you're holding him there. Rumble can feel one of your fangs nipping against the top of his glossia. And you're staring down at Rumble- gaze narrow and optics sharp-! There's a hissing vent outta someone, and Rumble almost thought it was his own. But the quiet cursing definitely told him it was someone else. Your em field is dragging along the dips of his spinal strut. Your servo slowly squeezes the base of his spike firm, and Rumble can't help failing to bite back a whine. Your derma only quirked up at the sound.

You closed the distance again and let Rumble's glossia fall back into his mouth, followed by your own glossia-! Rumble groans against you when you pump his spike faster. Yeah, just like that-! Rumble's hips jumped on your next stroke upwards, and you laughed against his derma.

Rumble should be mad-! He should be fragging furious you were playing with him like this in front of everybody. But the way you were kissing him was like you were kissing his thoughts away-!

You moaned against him, and Rumble's thoughts go sliding down his intake along with your oral lubricant. Oh, you were slagging dangerous!

"Rumble you're losing!" Skywarp called out- and you know what?! What the frag ever! Rumble didn't care if you lead! Especially if it slagged off Skywarp-! Especially when you made him feel like this when you did it! Rumble just lets go of your arm to flash Skywarp his middle digit. Rumble can't help his 'em field flexing in amusement when he can hear Skywarp's seething from over here. Jealous fragger-!

"I don't think he cares, mech. Losing never looked so good." The dune buggy drones. And he's slagging right! Rumble would lose a hundred sparkdamn times to the Autobots if it meant he could have this happen every time-! Rumble can feel you hum against him the sound tingling on his glossia. Rumble can't miss the amusement in your em field when it practically wraps back around him. Rumble's whole frame warms and your servo speeds up even more and-!

Rumble's hips jump again, and he's overloading in your servo with a muffled groan. You just swallow the sound down and keep working his spike- and you're still kissing him-! Your derma pressing against his own and your glossia is tracing over his own denta! You just nipped down on Rumble's bottom derma when he tries to break the kiss. His bottom derma stings, and he can't pull back when you're biting him, so he pushes forward where you just use the chance to kiss him again-!

Rumble's hips are twitching and bucking against your servo that's now unforgiving on his spike. Frag-! Frag-! Rumble can hear himself getting louder against you, but frankly, he can't give a single sparkdamn. Especially not when you were making him forget why he needed to worry about that in the first place. Who cares-!? Not Rumble! Rumble gasps against you, and you just keep on chasing him when he tries to break the kiss again. Rumbles fragging light helmed, and stuck stupidly swallowing around your glossia by the end of it.

Rumble's frame slacks and tenses all over again in your lap when his overload ends, and you finally slowly pull your servo off his overworked spike. You pull away from him when your glossia was in the back of his mouth. A string of oral lubricant lately realizes it can't stay on either of your glossias and falls down onto his own chassis. Making a bigger sparkdamn mess on his front along with his own transfluid.

"Oh slag-!"

"Oh yeah."

Rumble doesn't even care the rest are gawking right at you both now- Rumble doesn't give a single frag. Rumble huffed in rapid vents, trying real hard to get his processor working the way it was supposed to be. Rumble eventually registers the feeling of oral lubricant spilling down his fragging throat from the side of his mouth.

Rumble tenses all over with a grunt when your servo suddenly dipped lower to just start touching his valve. "Frag-!" Rumble can't stop his vocalizor from pitching higher than it usually would when your digits start rubbing over his soaked valve. Rumble's mouth falls open with a huffy vent when two of your digits slip between his valve mesh and nudge against his own entrance. Rumble grits his jaw when his valve instinctively tries to clench down on your digits even when you aren't inside him yet.

But instead of pushing your digits in the rest of the way inside, you pull away. Your servo rises and a string of his own valve lubricant sticks to your digits. Making a shiny, barely but still very obvious connection of his own slick.

Your other servo cups the side of his face, and Rumbles helm gets titled. Rumble can feel something soft against his temple- it's your derma. "Good boy." You praise and your 'em field brushes down his frame warm and makes his post overload haze somehow even more addicting. Rumble can't even get his vents half under control before someone's engine revs loud and uncontrolled, and then everyone starts yapping at once.

A loud cough was followed by an aggressive resetting of a vocalizor "Sorry-!" Bumblebee apologized.

"Sparkdamn."

"It should have been me-!"

"Well-" followed by nervous sounding laugher "That was um-"

"Slag-" Rumble curses and swallows the ridiculous amount of both your oral lubricants in his mouth. He forces his very heavy servo to raise and wipe away the messy trail down his own jaw. "That was-"

Your optics find his visor, and you smile at him like a cybercat. Smug.

It makes Rumble's plating fluff. And Rumble wants to be mad about it- he wants to be so mad about it. But he can't right now, especially not right after that overload you gave him.

And that somehow makes him feel- he didn't know-!

"Back to your spot, Darling." You say and pull him back into sitting position in your lap. Rumble sways a little at the tug, your servos gliding over both the dips of his hips. (He's not thinking about that still! No, he's fragging not!). But Rumble just follows what you'd said and pulls himself back up.

Rumble didn't need his optics functioning to know everyone was watching him when he walked back over to his spot on the floor and sat down. Rumble could feel Skywarp glaring at him from his right, and he couldn't help smirking a bit. Oh, Rumble's gonna be able to brag about this to Skywarp for fragging cycles. It didn't matter you used him like that when it felt so fragging good in the first place. Skywarp's jealous em field was promising some string of violence when you started talking again.

"Okay. Who's next?" You scooped the dice up and made everyone stop gawking at Rumble to turn towards you instead.

And Rumble was real glad he didn't have an engine so he just grunted when you raised your other servo- the one you had on his array, and casually popped your two digits into your mouth. The ones he knows were almost in his valve- You pulled your now cleaned digits out of your mouth, your glossia swiping over your derma. You started shaking the dice in your one closed servo. "Anybody feeling lucky?" You smiled.

Rumble sat up straighter, realizing he might get extra lucky tonight.

Probably not, but he could still fragging hope so!

[dami-anne-damn]

Ancient Cookie’s Date Head-Cannons!

Pure Vanilla Cookie Addition! (A.k.a Pt. 1)

Have you ever wondered what a date might look like with one of the Ancient Hero’s? Then you’ve come to the right place!

You’ve caught their attention, and now they’re doing their best to court you~! Starting with everyone’s friend:

Pure Vanilla Cookie:

Starting with the first date! Now this first pick may be a bit on the nose for his character, but I truly do believe that he would do this. Pure Vanilla Cookie would invite you to a beautiful tea party in the castle gardens!

He’d have an array of fragrant teas/coffees and small savory/sweet delights for you both to indulge in! He’d have this picnic late in the afternoon (probably after all his work helping the kingdom is done—) so as the two of you get lost in conversation and the sun finally starts to set, you’d be able to bask in it’s fading yet radiant light together.

Moving onto the second date! Pure Vanilla Cookie would plan a nice day trip to the market with you! Traveling from stall to stall window shopping, buying tasty treats, learning about each other’s interests and talking to the merchants about their wears! Pure Vanilla, being the ever caring cookie he is, ends up buying you the flowers he saw you fancying! If you also end up buying him a small trinket or bouquet in return, he would be so very delighted and attempt to modestly hide the blush that comes to his cheeks.

Time for date number three! Do you like animals? Then you’re in luck! Bluebirds in the trees and cream sheep as far as the eye can see, on date number three Pure Vanilla would take you to meet all of his animal companions in the castle stables! I can see him introducing each and every animal to you like they’re their own cookie, with their own unique names and personal backstories.

An example said backstories being: “This is Whipped Irish Cream Sheep the III, much like his parents before him as a newborn he was very clumsy due to his long legs, but as you see he’s grown into them well!” (He remarks with a smile as said Cream Sheep is nuzzles him lovingly.) And as you snuggle with his animals, his eyes will grow softer, fonder. After all, animals are the best judge of character and if they liked you then…

Alrighty date number four, and Pure Vanilla would like to take you out for dinner! With your relationship more established now, I think he’s finally ready to properly show the public and have you meet more of his personal friends! (Even though he may no longer be king, people still have certain expectations of him that aren’t as easy to shirk as one might think.)

He’d take you to the Crows Nest Inn for some genuine Vanillian food and Raisin Jellies! There you’ll meet people like Black Raisin Cookie and a lot of the Raisin Villagers whom you get along with very well! If you look over at Pure Vanilla’s face, it will be one full of pure adoration as you joke and laugh with his fellow friends.

Ok, date number five! For this one I think he’d like to share one of his favorite hobbies with you, gardening! Using your favorite flowers (which he found out were your favorite, thanks to one of your previous dates~!) you and him would weed, dig, plant and water them together.

Creating a permanent flower bed within his garden, a forever statement within a place he loves, with a person he loves. He’ll then take your hand into his own, promising to care for this patch of flowers much like how he wishes to care for you in the future. Finally, underneath the shining sun he would ask if you would do him the honor of being his lover.

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“I think that about does it.”

Pure Vanilla Cookie exhales, gently wiping away the sugar sweat on his forehead. Little does he know he just smeared dirt all over his face. You can’t help but snicker and look away, as he turned to face you.

“What is it that has you laughing, my friend..?”

The Hero inquires innocently as he slips off his gardening gloves a little too late. You point to his forehead, barely hold back another giggle. Pure Vanilla Cookie gently turns his staff towards his face as his eyes widen ever so slightly.

“Oh..dear…”

You had started laughing again, not mockingly of course! You just found that look on his face to be too dang adorable, you couldn’t help yourself!

Seeing your bright smile and hearing your equally as brilliant laughter, Pure Vanilla couldn’t help but join in! Soon the both of you were giggling as the Hero takes your hands into his own.

Your laughter slowly fades as you meet his eyes, open pools of yellow and blue shimmer with a deep fondness that makes your face warm with its sincerity.

“My friend, these last few weeks with you have been an extraordinary experience. I feel ever so grateful to have you in my life, and these flowers we’ve planted together—“

He glances over with that same glimmering fondness on his face towards the small flower meadow.

“—will forever remind me of our time spent together. I promise you that I will care for these flowers much in the same way I wish to care for you.”

You felt your face flush as he turns back to face you once more.

“My friend, would you do me the honor of being my love?”

You can’t help but smile as you nodded enthusiastically, making Pure Vanilla Cookie’s smile widen in return.

You just made a certain cookie very happy.

Fin, thank you for reading. :)

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[sleepingdeath-light]

yandere hcs ; golden cheese cookie

requested by ; anonymous (17/07/24)

fandom(s) ; cookie run

fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific

character(s) ; golden cheese cookie

outline ; “May I ask for… Golden Cheese Cookie Yandere HC’s… please!”

warning(s) ; yandere!golden cheese cookie, mildly ooc!golden cheese cookie, obsessive behaviour, paranoid behaviour, possessive behaviour, kidnapping, isolation

golden cheese cookie, as a yandere, is someone that spirals so hard and fast into her obsession with keeping you safe and by her side that you barely have any time to process what’s happened before you’ve been taken away from your old life and forced into the role of her beloved consort and treasure

after losing her kingdom — her people, her treasures — she refuses to take any chances with you and, thus, is extremely quick to act on her feelings for you… even if you don’t know what’s happening until you wake up plugged into her kingdom… and aren’t even courting her at the time you’re taken

she spoils you rotten: the finest clothes, the rarest jewels, the richest foods, the best entertainment, and so on — she’d empty her treasury entirely if that’s what it took to make you happy, just say the word and it’ll be done within the hour

she ensures you’re never lonely or bored, either hanging around you and entertaining you herself (i.e. asking about you because she wants to know everything about her treasure) or sending some of her servants to keep you company while she attends to her subjects — allowing you to interact with others but never giving you the chance to get too close, or attached, to anyone who isn’t her

she makes sure you never want for anything be that the fluffiest pillows for your bed, a library of tomes for you to leaf through so you never grow bored, a whole army of chefs to prepare your favourite snacks and meals at the drop of the hat, an array of attendants to tend to your ever need, or whatever else. after all, anything that doesn’t involve you leaving her kingdom is yours if only you ask

she treats you like you’re the most precious thing in the world: staring at you like you single-handedly painted the constellations onto the night sky when you do as little as laugh or smile or breathe in her presence, holding you with such gentleness that one would think you were made of porcelain or glass whenever you’re too tired to move on your own, tenderly brushing dust or crumbs from your skin with a smile that borders on unsettling infatuation as she refuses to let you dirty your hands in even the smallest of ways, etc.

but she’s also extremely paranoid, her unyielding fear over the thought of losing you so overpowering that she refuses to truly ever leave you alone nor trust anyone else with you: hovering near you constantly and refusing to let anyone close, having her most trusted subjects watch over you in her place when she herself is unable to be there for one reason or another, listing your loved ones as threats to the kingdom so they’ll be attacked and refused entry if ever they try to retrieve you, imprisoning anyone who gets too close to you, etc.

and possessive, to the point of belittling and embarrassing and attacking anyone who she deems to be a potential rival for your love and attention

and clingy, so clingy that you feel completely suffocated more often than not — barely able to take the time to rest or eat or breathe without her staring you down and invading your personal space as if it were a mere extension of her own. always leering, always touching, always showing off that you’re hers and never giving you the chance to dodge or flee or do anything other than be a good consort and let your queen hold you as she desires

because she’s too greedy to bother respecting or even acknowledging your boundaries

and not afraid to use her power and status as an ancient, a queen, and a goddess to keep you and everyone else in line — as described in previous points

because you are the one thing she cannot lose and she will do whatever it takes to keep you right by her side

for the rest of eternity

[cottoncandy-cult]

Life Within the Soul Sneak Peak

Below is a sneak peak of the intro to a book that is in the works for my Ao3, Life Within the Soul. Though it sounds like a straight-line fanfic I can assure you it is not, in it I will be posting an array of one-shots, scenarios, smuts and more all taking place in a special world. This is effectively my universal fix-it fic collection for every character I'm grieving for and show I miss; it will include reader inserts and Oc stuff and a wide array of characters and their new lives in this seemingly modern world where they finally have the options and support, they need to heal. I plan to keep most characters relatively in character, some will be slightly toned down depending on what I'm writing. This is only a small part of the intro; the whole intro was too long to post here and the parts that primarily describe the world at large are in the first 2 paragraphs. This is where we meet the goddess, my Author persona so to speak, who is in the process of preparing for her next "rescue mission". Check it out, it will feature an array of characters, so there may even be crossover action, don't be surprised to learn that Sukuna from Jujutsu Kaisen is gym buddies with Shiva from Record of Ragnarök lol. There are no real set-in stone stories, so one day Gojo might be the owner of a lingerie empire and married to a cat girl kemonomimi that was a background character from some long-forgotten phone game and the next day he is in a polyamorous relationship with Geto and a femboy stoner and Gojo is a house husband while Geto owns a popular club in the red-light district. So yeah, if you're interested in that kinda chaos check out my Ao3 and keep an eye out for the book drop. Each chapter will have warnings as needed, so remember to look at the notes and description so you can tell what's instore. There will be adult content overall, so if you're super worried about accidentally reading something you aren't into just skip it.

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"I wonder who will arrive next…It hurts my heart to see the children of creativity pass… but I can't wait to see them." A woman with long pastel pink hair sat at a work bench, in her hands was a piece of silky snow-white clay. Laying on a metal sheet that sat nearby was a series of featureless white dolls, they were small but would soon grow and adjust to the size of the host that would soon bring them to life. In the kiln nearby another tray slowly baked, preparing a fresh batch of blessed soul shells. The tv on the wall that the work bench was pressed to was turned on, on it she watched the life of yet another person that was born in a created universe. She felt bad for them, they were living creatures though the ones that created them call them characters and treat them as if they are not real. Of course this wasn't the creators fault, after all in their world these people AREN'T real. They are people made from the imagination, given life on paper and screeen. How were they supposed to know about the alternative diminsions much less understand the true reality of the diminsion they live in. How were they supposed to know that each world that made, actually made a world? How were they supposed to know they were the gods of these people's world. That each life of suffering was inflicted on someone that truly lived within another diminsion, every choice sealing each person's fate without the so called "characters" even realizing they never had a choice to start with and it was all done for the entertainment of others and advancement of plot. That nothing was ever in their control. It was a fact that hurt the goddess, she was familiar with the soul birth process as she spent some time making the souls that would be born within the various created universes. It was one of the first things she learned when she ascended, each god of creation having to learn the step-by-step process that was the creation of life, realms and all that lies within. Of course she long since finished her training, and so she has been left to use her powers as she sees fit. It was the pain she felt while making these souls, knowing the truth of their existence, that drove her to create the techniques that allowed her to expand the depths of her soul and build a world within herself, a place that would remain untouched so long as she drew breath. And for her to provide bodies for all those she sought to save, so many souls cast into darkness because the media source that created their life and story had ended. Thus ending their story, the closest thing to rebirth being the creation of an entirely different version of them within a series of pocket universes formed by fans that live within the creator universe at that point. She was proud of some of them, their so called "fix it" fics doing a lot to soothe her sadness while she works on getting vessels prepared for the line of dead and work her way to the media source's "named characters" to whom she had grown especially attached. Though she'd never admit it out loud, there were some people she favored because she had bore witness to their lives and to the media that determined their fate from start to finish. "Don't worry little ones…Mama will rescue you from the darkness, I promise." Mint green eyes looked up the screen, fingers moving on muscle memory as she worked harder to finish the next few batches so that she can get started on the reincarnation process. "I can't wait to meet you all…"

[markantonys]

@butterflydm observed that morgase's crown appears to be a match for the crown elayne is putting on in the trailer!

so now that we have confirmation that this crown is present in the white tower IRL at some point, i think the elayne scene takes place IRL rather than as an accepted test AU vision or anything like that (surely an AU vision of her becoming queen would be more likely to have her putting the crown on in caemlyn dressed in queenly regalia than in the white tower dressed as a novice/accepted).

my guess is elayne goes to morgase's white tower guest room to try the crown on, either sneakily while morgase isn't around or morgase tells her to try it on as a way to impress upon her the Weight Of Duty To Andor in the middle of a lecture about running off from the tower last season. either way, some kind of scene to build elayne's character a little more and show us that she's internally wrestling with the conflict between her duty to andor/her family and her duty to the white tower/her friends/hunting the black ajah.

i'm so excited! i always felt that elayne's queen side and aes sedai side should've had more Conflicts Of Interest than they did in the books, so i would LOVE if the show delved into that more and showed her sometimes feeling torn between them or having to sacrifice one set of duties in order to pursue the other set. and having morgase visit the tower along with the brothers and elaida is such a galaxy-brain idea that i never considered in all my s3 speculation; it allows us to see the FULL trakand family dynamic with all four of them in the same place together (doubly so with this probably being the focal storyline of ep2, along with elaida's "scores to settle" with both moiraine and siuan as teased in her character blurb), and getting to witness elayne's relationship with her mom firsthand in dedicated scene(s) will tell us so much about elayne's character and upbringing. even in the books, the only full trakand fam and elayne-morgase scene we get to witness firsthand (as opposed to elayne just recalling interactions she's had with her mom) is the EOTW sequence which is all through rand's eyes. we rarely got a direct look at the family behind closed doors! (not including the reunions with morgase and elayne/galad late in the series since i'm more thinking about seeing the "starting" family dynamics to show off the initial status quo before everybody's had their character development.) i can't wait to probably get some behind-closed-doors looks at the fam in s3!!!! if s2's handling of the damodred family story is anything to go by, we'll be in for a treat.

and, much as i've been dying to see the rest of the fam (especially gawyn <3), it works so well structure-wise to have saved them until s3. because s2 introduces elayne on her own as firmly a supporting character, with all her scenes having egwene and/or nynaeve as the "stars" and her as the scene partner for them to bounce off of. but now that the audience has come to know and like elayne as an extension of our established main characters, she can blossom into an established main character herself and start being the star of her own scenes instead of always being tied to one of the s1 mains.

this makes it the perfect time to only now start meeting the rest of her family and seeing what those dynamics are like. the show-only audience might not have cared as much if the entire family was introduced at once last season, but now that they've already known elayne for a whole season, they'll be more curious about meeting the rest of her family and seeing what she's like when they're around! (another difference with the EOTW scene - not only is it outsider POV, we also don't know any of these people and aren't particularly invested in observing the family dynamics.) the show doesn't shy away from the books' big cast of characters, but so far it has been very smart about bringing them in as a slow trickle and always making sure newcomers are linked to established characters at first before blossoming off into their own, so as not to overwhelm viewers or make them feel that too much time is being spent on new people they don't care about at the expense of the established characters.

[jasongracedefenseattorney]

THE BADASS WHEELCHAIR ARCHERY GIRL FROM EPISODE ONE WAS AT THE SELECTION CEREMONY AS ONE OF THE MOST PROMISING CANDIDATES THIS IS NOT A DRILL

[airaayyy]

I forget Kabru is such a fascinating little weirdo I wanna observe him under a microscope sooo bad

Also TADE!!!! I love her she’s such a cutie

AND IZUTSUMI CRUMBS !!!

[scarecrowgoat]

i said this many times, but i love this specific frame from ed edd n eddy season 1

[mariocki]

New Scotland Yard: And When You're Wrong (1.13, LWT, 1972)

"You sent for me."

"I sent for you four days ago."

"I didn't get the message till yesterday."

"Right, you can put your diary down. Where have you been?"

"Busy."

"Doing what?"

"You know what I'm doing."

"I know what you're supposed to be doing, nobody seems to know what you're actually doing."

"You'll have my report when it's all wrapped up."

"I'll have it now. Whatever you were playing at before, you're now a witness in a murder case."

[quolant]

Honestly, I really feel like whatever Sorkin writes is only as good as his actors. His writing has massive flaws, even with how catchy and snarky and fun and lyrical it can be, but depending on who you cast, it really fills the gap between “talking head doing incredibly pretentious dialogue” and “actual character you should care for” and kind of hides the flaws. Yes, this is the start of my ramble on why The West Wing works while The Newsroom doesn’t, despite both shows being … very flawed LOL

[panathemas]

it's just exhausting. looking at most current media lineups and seeing the exact same kind of person/character, over and over and over and over.

[achillean-knight]

It's crazy the fact I have not stopped thinking about Wakfu since.. I don't remember, it was last year or just all this year, it's besides the point I NEED TO REWATCH ITTTT

The impact that show had on little me was insane. Like, yeah maybe the English dub hasn't kept up (I heard it... It's pretty trash LMAO), but I wanna re-watch it so bad. The first season to be specific.

[mad-as-a-box-of-frogs]

Still remain convinced that 911 is a conspiracy to convince me that two of the men are the same person

[irisinluv]

Isekaied as the Yandere Villain!? Pt 2

Part one

It was almost 2 minutes before I realized I was still dragging the crown prince behind me. I quickly dropped his hand and looked at him, not able to hide the embarrassment on my face. Listen- I’m committed to the bit. I WILL be the crazy jealous fiancé. But… I’m still human ok. I just dragged a full grown man down several halls and a flight of stairs while I spaced out thinking about how I’m gonna buy my cat premium wet food once I get back home to her.

It’s fine, I’m not flustered at spacing out about my cat, my characters just flustered because she’s been holding the hand of the man she’s obsessed with, that’s all!

“Well…. Did you still want to dine and take that walk?”

I expected him to scold me for my mistreatment of Cressida, grow irritated from me dragging him along like this. Instead, he chuckles and threads his arm in mine, and begins escorting me down the hall.

“Absolutely, have you dined outside by the roses yet? There’s this lovely pavilion that I am eager to hear your thoughts on.”

And that’s how I found myself under an impressive array of roses, all trained up and around a cozy dining area, creating a canopy of green and pink over an intimate tea table. The food was equally impressive, I had to keep reminding myself that the other me is used to this lavish lifestyle, to not gawk at the fancy tiny sandwiches and deserts.

“Well? Is everything to your liking? ”

I’m going off script here, how am I supposed to know how the villainess would react to a romantic scene like this?? If my “evil crazy” side isn’t supposed to be directed at him, and she’s usually kinda distant and unsure around him…. That means I should probably respond pretty curtly, polite, yet not really engaging. But…. I’ve already messed that up…. I guess I can be more genuine when it’s the two of us like this. He can think that this version of me is the facade, that I’m pretending to be pleasant, and then will start to see what a jerk “I” truly am when Cressida’s around. Besides…. I almost feel bad for the villainess. She really just seems like she was shy. Who knows- maybe, if given the opportunity, she really would have opened up more. It’s clear she loved the prince, and just didn’t know how to show it. So, with that thought, I made up my mind.

“It’s breathtaking! Roses are my favorite flower, and I’ve never seen so many kinds in bloom at once…. Plus the food and company leave little to be desired.”

There you go- slip in some subtle flirting! I’m not quite sure what time period this is supposed to be, but I get the impression flirting as bit more high class here, and I think I can have some fun with that.

“I’m glad, to be honest I was a bit flustered asking you to dine with me… you caught me quite off guard today, but in a good way.” He reaches his hand across the table and places it on my own, “I’d like to do this more often, you and I. I feel like the confines of our current arrangement have left us practically strangers, despite being engaged for several months already. I’m enjoying just being companionable with you, even if it’s just existing comfortably in the same room.”

Ohhhh, I know I’m the villain in this story but I can’t help but root for him- what a sweetheart! It’s so obvious he’s been lonely, I can’t wait for him and Cressida to fall in love and have a couple of kids that they’ll spoil rotten. And in the meantime…. Maybe I do have a bit of evil in me, because I’m going to selfishly enjoy this handsome man treating me to lunches under roses and reading in cozy libraries while I can.

“I know exactly how you feel your highness. Now, you mentioned a walk?”

We spent the afternoon laughing and chatting, and it felt nice to chat without worrying too much about my role. He asked me about that book I picked out earlier, and listened attentively as I caught him up with where I’m at in the plot. In turn, I asked about what papers he’s been signing, documents he’s been drafting, etc.

The only thing I had to do was send glares to any young ladies we passed, settling my hand on his arm possessively, and I saw their eyes widen and faces disappear behind fans as they whisper to one another. I can picture this illustrated in a manhwa- the nasty princess sinking her claws into the gullible prince… hopefully all these ladies will start gossiping and we can really cement this evil persona of mine now that Cressida’s here.

When we returned to our separate apartments, I explored my rooms a bit until servants came to get me ready for dinner, and I slipped back into the frigid bitch persona. The servant girls dressed me in a slightly stuffy gown, but I had to admit, I looked gorgeous. I sat stiff and straight as they did my hair, forcing myself to be the very picture of cold indifference. I then dismissively thanked them for their help, then sat there awkwardly as they stared at me like I was crazy.

Ohhhh shit…. The original story hadn’t prepared me for this. My character was a villain, yes, but a side character for the most part! How was she supposed to act towards her servants? I went over what I knew- the novel showed the villainess alone quite often, usually obsessing over Eric and plotting/stalking. It showed her with Eric, and how distant and awkward their relationship was when together. And then of course the numerous scenes with Cressida where the Villainess did all sorts of heinous things to the sweet girl. But… it never depicted her with servants, or even any friends or other nobles. Just… Eric and Cressida. Was other me not actually a bitch all the time? Am I being unnecessarily rude right now? Oh god I’m such an idiot.

The story is told through Cressida’s point of view- of course there’s more depth to my own character than I initially thought! The Villianess must be a misunderstood introvert! Unsure of how to act around her crush, she’s fiercely insecure and jealous of this new girl who doesn’t struggle the same way she does. When she notices the prince slipping from her grasp, she acts out against Cressida because she can’t bear to lose Eric!

As someone’s who’s worked minimum wage jobs and struggled with social anxiety most of my life, I try to be nice to the people just working to survive, but here I am acting like these poor women are the dirt beneath my shoe…. Ok. Um. Well they’re still standing there in shock, I can fix this….

“You really did a lovely job… my hair has never looked so gorgeous, you’re truly talented! And I think the prince will be very pleased with this choice of ribbon!”

There- I was nicer, and I brought it back to Eric, so I’m still the lovesick fiancé whose entire world is waiting for her in the dining room. I frowned as the servants scuttled out of the room with hurried excuses, all of them looking like they were about to faint. Damn it… I can’t believe I misread the relationship between us. I probably just ruined their night by being uncharacteristically rude. I’ve gotta learn their names next time…. Maybe ask them to help me eat some fancy pastries as an apology…?

I didn’t know it, but while I was lamenting how wrong I was about the Villainess’ character, the servants were all gossiping to the others about what had just transpired.

“You’re telling me she said THANK YOU!?”

“Yes!!! And then you should have seen how nervous she got! She just rambled, blurting out such a sweet compliment, and she even tied it back to the prince!”

“I had no idea how precious she was… I can’t believe I never realized she’s just shy! In a new place, all alone aside from her new fiancé…. Who I gather she’s got a bit of a crush on! Poor dear.”

“Ohh our sweet girl, I’m sure it must be hard bonding with the prince, when all you do is sit yards apart and hardly speak …”

“Well I may have some news about that… and it’s no wonder she was a bit flustered today, because I saw the two of them in the gardens today! They were both nothing but smiles- absolutely smitten with one another!”

“Such a lovely girl, and we never knew it all this time!”

Apparently, I had it backwards. The real villainess truly was a 2D, basic character. She was insecure and possessive over the prince, bullying Cressida half to remind her who Eric belonged to, half for the fun of it. But she didn’t let on to anyone about the true depth of her love for him. She didn’t gossip to her handmaid, didn’t ask the servants which dress he would like better. Simply acted as if they did not exist, hardly saying a word to them.

While I thought my blunt “thank you” was colder than they were used to, and then tried to smooth things over…. It was more words than they’d heard from me in the whole time I’d lived in the palace. They lapped it up and declared me their own shy little dove after that.

When I arrived to dinner, I realized why daily dinners weren’t exactly a bonding activity for the villainess and Eric. The table was massive, and only held two chairs, one at either end. It felt so…. Cold?

Eric had beat me there, and quickly stood up from his seat, waiting until I sat and a servant pushed in my chair to retake his own seat. He smiled at me and said,

“Good evening, princess.”

He had to project his voice slightly. It wasn’t like he was shouting or being loud, it was just the manner of speaking you use when talking to an elderly relative, clearer, and enunciating better so they could hear you.

I replied back, projecting my voice similarly, and found the conversation was, in fact, more awkward than it had been earlier. We ate our food mostly in silence, occasionally one of us would say something and the other would stop moving their utensils on their plate, listening closer as they ask,

“What’s that?”

By the time dinner was over and we each went to bed, I felt drained. I could have just been louder I suppose- but it’s so hard to keep up a conversation like that. I know we get along- we had chatted all afternoon after all. But some part of me realized it’s probably good to keep a bit of distance between us, even if I’ve rewritten things to be a bit chummier between the two of us. Cressida needs to swoop in and steal him from me… and my job is still to leave that room for her to do so.

It’s hard trying to be someone else, yet also making sure you lead the plot in the right direction- it’s exhausting! I feel like both director and actress!

It’s with this in mind that I launch myself into the softest bed I’d ever felt, and passed out. My first day as princess consort, the Yandere fiancé, complete.

While I was getting acquainted with my feather bed, Eric was speaking with the head waitstaff.

“Yes, tomorrow, would you mind adjusting the seating situation? I’d like for the princess consort and I to be closer together from now on. Yes, and ask my assistant to arrange my schedules like so, I’ve detailed it here. Thank you.”

At the same time, Cressida was recounting her run in with the prince and I to her handmaiden as she finishing unpacking and settling into her family’s guest apartments. Which, unbeknownst to me… was right across the hall.

Series discontinued- sorry my loves. Ik y’all wanted more but the good news is that I’ve seen several really talented authors picking up this idea and executing it wayyyy better than my sporadic mood writing ever could.

[buggachat]

SEASON 6 ILLUSTRHATER THOUGHTS

honestly, I was expecting the animation to be more jarring for me than it actually was. It was actually really easy for me to get into and tbh just looks really nice. Adrien is the character I'll need to get used to the most, but I like his look fine, I just need to get used to it.

But like. special shoutout to nino. NINO????? NINO LOOKS. SO FUCKING CUTE. I love him so much I want to squish his face?? I'm almost unable to watch this episode in a normal way because I'm too busy staring at Nino's adorable face the whole time.

the DJWifi was so cute in this episode. theyre so sweet

in general I really like the redesigns of all the characters. I think they all look like... them. Like Nathaniel looks more like Nathaniel to me, Kagami looks more like Kagami, Sabrina looks like Sabrina and Ivan looks like Ivan. I can't describe it — they look like they've matured enough to have a better understanding of who they are. I like it.

Also, the intro sequence. If there's still any doubt about whether the show will address "marinette's lie coming back to bite her / looming over her" this season, I feel like the intro answers that pretty clearly and with a distinct tone

Another thing — the background characters look soooo much better in the new animation. Not only do they not look like terrifying low res monstrosities like they did in the old show, but they have such a wide array of distinct body types that i really appreciate. a lot of diversity in the crowds w race and disability too. and they look good. it's really refreshing.

I. LOVE. the new butterfly-telepathy sequences. the way that butterfly!lila talks to her victims in a little dreamscape where she's able to use her body language and manipulation tactics. I cannot actually emphasize how much this strangely excited me. It feels so much more emotionally impactful and interesting and dynamic and Lila than what Hawkmoth did

I know people are going to be upset about Marinette being awkward around Adrien again, but I feel like it makes a lot of sense to me. In the more general sense, it makes a lot of sense for this soft-refresh of the show that is marketing itself to a new audience to re-introduce the adrienette dynamic in a way that is just a smidge redundant to old fans. This is kind of important background on how Adrien and Marinette have always been with each other and the context of their relationship! That's important to show.

As a more in-character/universe explanation — while, yes, Adrien and Marinette started to get much more comfortable in their relationship in the old season, they never really got time to BREATHE. they were awkward and messy for the majority of their time together in s5, and then right as they started to get comfortable, Gabriel started puppeteering Adrien in a way that made things pretty tense for them, and then a whole whirlwind happened where he was sent away, and then his DAD DIED and he presumably spent a lot of the summer in mourning and— and— i dunno. I don't think it's too much of a stretch for me to believe that their relationship still feels awkward, especially when a new butterfly villain just popped up and likely reminded marinette of the whole Fiasco and threw her into mega-stress mode.

Their relationship isn't technically all that "new" like they act like it is, but this IS actually probably the first time they've been able to go on regular dates like this! So it feels new, they're still sort of in that "new" stage. Before, Gabriel was keeping Adrien away, and then Adrien probably wasn't in a good headspace for a lot of the summer after he died.

(Also, I just enjoy watching Marinette be awkward about Adrien. I definitely prefer them re-treading some old ground to new audiences than for their relationship to feel too jarringly different than how we've seen them interact in the past. I wouldn't want the time skip to be used as too much of a crutch, especially when I expect that Adrien spent a lot of it in mourning)

But anyway, they're still kissing in the season intro, and this is only episode TWO of the season, so I'm excited to see them gradually get more lovey dovey as the season goes on. (Or for Marinette's stress and guilt to overwhelm her! Who knows! I'm down!)

Oh also, Ladybug looks SO GOOD. she is so shiny and pretty and I love the red in her hair and i love her and I love ladynoir talking about their relationships and and and. and. i love them. thanks for coming to my ted talk