#you have Problems but idk what the problems are

[espikola]

Fun fact if you ever feel embarrassed remember: in Czechia we have a bush that always blooms on Easter and it’s rich and gold so it’s blossoms look like someone’s tears or like rain just like Klimt painted it and I adore it so much. It’s called zlatý déšť which means golden rain in English. I thought it would be cute to write that on that aventurine poster drawing since whenever you win a jackpot golden coins start to drop out of the machine. So I added it, posted it, it already had over 1k likes when someone on twitter started laughing at it. I was like what is their problem so I googled what it means in English and I almost got a heart attack. Idk where yall even learn these phrases bc I gen thought golden rain is a name of the bush plus a name of a chemical experiment. I wholeheartedly apologize to everyone who saw it on twitter that day because I swear I did not know golden rain, such a beautiful name, is a name associated with urinating on someone during the woowoo in English

[konic0]

"It's so unfair to the Rat Grinders that they are killed instantly and the Bad Kids get to roll death saves." SHUT UUUUUUUUUUUUP

THIS IS LONG, AND HONESTLY FOR MYSELF, SO YEAH READ IF YOU WANT

I swear to god, this discourse is going to fucking be the end of me. Idk what kind of mind boggling spell Brennan Lee Mulligan wove into the fabric of the universe that spread through the data center of Dropout in order to absolutely hijack y'all's brains when it comes to Cocklord Assgape and her ragtag of character foils but whatever it was has made you Rat Grinder stans INSUFFERABLE in this site.

The levels of treating fictional characters as if they were real people have reached a level I honestly have never anticipated, to the point of y'all actually being mad AT THE CAST for "mistreating" them and ACTUALLY QUESTION BRENNAN'S CAPACITY TO DM. Do you not get how fucking insane that is?

We can't make fun of Copperkettle, one of the most pathetic, petty and incompetent villains in D20 history anymore (even though she is masterfully written and developed to generate this reaction from us) anymore because it's bullying apparently. I saw an account flip the fuck out because someone compared her rivalry with Kristen to Drake and Kendrick's beef. KIPPERLILY IS NOT A REAL GIRL. SHE IS A MAKE BELIEVE CHARACTER IN AN IMPROV SHOW SPAWNED FROM THE BRAIN OF A 36 YEAR OLD MAN

And then what truly pissed me off the MOST about this whole hell is the fact that, being chronically online avid consumers of this goddamn show, I would think you would have but a grasp of the main cast of characters' characterization.

Why the uproar about Riz saying they should chop Oisin's head off? The same Riz who tortured that pixie from Freshman year by shooting off their finger one by one? The same Riz who murked a disarmed and unconscious Coach Daybreak without battin an eye? The same Riz who ATE THE CORPSE OF KALVAXUS?

And the whole Fabian vs Ivy debacle MY GOD, THE GIRL WAS RACIST TO HIS GIRLFRIEND AND USED HER LAST BREATH TO CALL MAZEY "OBJECTIVELY UGLY". And the funniest thing is that is not even the most unhinged shit he has ever said.

And finally, Death Save Gate: THE RAT GRINDERS ARE NOT PLAYER CHARACTERS. THEY ARE NPCS! THE RULES FOR EACH WORK DIFFERENTLY, ESPECIALLY THEM BEING BOSS ENCOUNTERS. Imagine having to still hit Ivy or Oisin 2 more times to kill them when there is 14 foot tall Porter throwing legendary actions left and right, with Jace, and other 3 spell casters + Mary Ann and KLCK up and running. It's called balancing the fucking game. Also, game masters are entitled to break, mold and make up any rules they want if they find necessary in order to service themselves and their players. IF YOU PLAY WITH ALL THESE RULES AS THEY COME, GOOD FOR YOU AND YOUR TABLE. THIS IS NOT YOUR TABLE.

Not only is Brennan DMing for his CLOSEST FRIENDS EVER, he is also shooting and producing an ENTIRE TV SHOW. So yeah, i think he knows wtf he is doing.

"But the Ratgrinders had no real development": True. But it wasn't for lack of trying from the players. Everytime they tried to know more, the dice didn't let them, so they decided to focus on the mystery. It simply do be like that sometimes.

"But they are just kids!": And so were Penelope, Dayne, Ragh, Zayn, the Bloodrush Players, Aelwyn and Biz. Why wasn't it a problem then? Because most of them were evil to some extent and were about to bring the fucking apocalypse to the world? Yeah, sounds familiar right? And the ones who were manipulated or had any sort of redemption worked their way into earning it, right? Yeah.

In conclusion, I fucking love the Rat Grinders, I truly do, and not unlike 90% of this website, i'm still holding on to hope that they have any sort of development and redemption in the last episode, because I agree, they ARE children and they WERE manipulated by Porter and Jace, but like, can we also agree that they are fucking assholes and had it fucking coming? Also, the BKs are children too y'know. SO STOP BEING FUCKING ANNOYING.

[zombieplaygrounds]

cw: unprotected sex, virgin! konig drabble, some man handling, wrote this in a rush, slight dumbification, idk mannn

Colonel fucked you like a good and proper bitch. It was derogatory, almost. Didn't hesitate to handle you by the pretty locks of your hair and drag you some place quiet just to feel you grind and roll your hips against his in futile efforts to get yourself off. Your crying and groaning into your own arm, strands of drool slobbering down your soft flesh, your biting, twitching, begging.

König had no problem offering you a real good fuck, spent his hours frustrated on duty, bowing his head, following orders - playing nice. Hated every moment of it, he did. What he hated most? Having to sit there and think about all the things he could do to you. Spent most nights palming his cock, unable to finish and saving all his virile seed just for you. The sweet little barrack bunny who dedicated her cute little cunt to being bullied and violated by his seemingly endless libido.

It was you who took König's virginity, after all. Teasing him with endless soft touches, rubbing against his upper thigh while you pretended to really give a shit about his issues. Let him growl in to your shoulder about all his issues while he hoisted you up by the meat of your fleshy thighs and held you between himself and the wall. All hoisted up on his throbbing cock, which wept milk, white tears of precum that acted as lubricant for your needy pussy.

Poor König, he was so fucked up and twisted, traumatized and thoroughly mind broken by the countless lives he slaughtered with the same hands that gently rub and map out the pretty markings across your skin. You pant endlessly in his ears, words of praise, sweet words that he genuinely didn't deserve. Calling him your "good, loyal dog".

It made his knees weak, absolutely crushing you under his weight while he fucked you against that cold, hard wall. His huffs like a rutting pup, equally desperate and sloppy in his thrusts, only slowing down when your hands slip inside his mask just to give his hair a rough, threatening tug.

König lets you get away with a lot, schatz, but that doesn't mean you can take advantage of the effect he's pussy drunk. He'll give you a firm smack on the ass, a slurring string of commands that are meant to scold you. Only accomplishing a giggle and a obeying whine in his ear from your pretty mouth. Your cunt squeezing tightly on him, sucking up all the warm spend he presses deep into you, left in nothing but a shivering, shaken completion.

tagging: @babybimbo777 @kettlemouse @yandere-kokeshi

[gauntletqueen]

isn't banning people based on "vibes" a conservative way of thinking? Idk I feel like forcibly removing people in your community who didn't do anything based on your idea on what's normal & fear that they COULD be dangerous is a justification for alot of right wing politicians & a basis behind xenaphobia.

Its literally a talking point of our oppressors.

First off there's something funny to me about seeing me retweet something on twitter and then going to my tumblr to respond to it anonymously

Second off, you're making big assumptions on what these vibes might be and what reasons streamers and other online creatives might have for removing people.

Here's some examples of people I've banned from my community discord server based on vibes:

Someone who only ever cared about talking to me, and never acknowledging anyone else in the server. They acted far too familiar with me despite me not knowing them, and continuously sent me DMs where they roleplayed things like hugging me. I explained why all of this behavior was not appreciated but they never listened. Classic parasocial behavior but none of it was against the rules. I still removed them based on vibes because they made everyone, especially myself, very uncomfortable and would not listen when told to stop.

A user who made everything about themself. They would derail every conversation to talk about something they did, often unrelated to the current topic, talk over others to praise themself on something, never listen to other people, interrupt others to talk about how they would've done something better, etc. Not against the rules! But it sure is annoying! I removed them because they constantly brought the mood down by making others feel like they had no place to speak.

Multiple users who only spread negativity. Almost always taking worst faith stances on things, barging into perfectly fine conversations with some overly negative angle all the time, sometimes I'd tell them to stop and they'd say it's just for fun, but it's not very fun when all you accomplish is ruining the mood, is it?

Any time something like this happens, Me and my mods make sure to take the person aside in DMs and explain the situation first, make it clear to them what they're doing wrong, and how we'd like them to stop, and if we still remove them then, it's their own fault. There have been plenty of times where someone was told to stop a certain behavior, and they understood and corrected accordingly.

I'm not removing these people because I suspect they might be secretly right-wing, or phobic, or whatever you're assuming when you say "dangerous", I remove them because they're annoying and don't listen, and I don't want annoying people like that in a simple little discord community that I made for people who like what I do to hang out with each other and have a good time. I have to manage that community and if there's too many problems that becomes hard, and it'll just be a less nice place to be. It's not that deep.

[professor-beaker]

(Warning: very long rant about growing up religious and aroace. Might delete this in an hour. Idk)

Dear mom and dad,

Do you remember when i was 14, and had my first kiss? You probably dont- for you, it was just another sunday. He was one of my only church friends, and he pulled me, alone, into one of the music rooms after sacrament meeting. You encouraged me to go with him, because you could read the signs i couldnt. He was very polite, but when we kissed and he grabbed my hand on the way out, it felt more wrong than anything id experienced before. I ran back to you, crying, and you walked me through rejecting him. You basically told me that i was just too young, that it would get better, but it certainly didnt feel that way at the time. Every time youve reminisced on it since, it was only to laugh at my expense. At my naievety.

I tried to take your words to heart. I tried to listen each time our church would preach about how essential families were and each time you told me how happy you two were. It didnt work.

Do you remember when i was 15, and i told you, mom, that adopting sounded way better than having biological kids? You got so offended, and i had no idea why. I still dont. You told me it was a natural part of life, that we were supposed to bring children into this world. I tried to explain my reasoning- why would i want my own children when there are those who are suffering on their own? When the thought of procreation made me sick?- but you dismissed it. It was just another day.

Do you remember the brief period when i was 15, when i dated a girl? I assume you dont, because you never found out. I lived in constant fear, because the comments you would make at the dinner table described lgbtq+ as an affront to God, as unnatural. I had thought that men were the problem, and she was my first real partner. But nothing changed, it still felt wrong, and we fell back into only being friends. I hadnt told you about that until today, because i knew exactly what youd say about it. I knew exactly what youd say about me.

Do you remember the boy i met when i was 16? The one with the curly hair and the kind smile. You were always pushing me toward him, because you saw how he looked at me (i saw, too- and i didnt like it). He took me to homecoming, and prom, and danced too close to me for my liking. You always asked if we were a thing yet- and when i said no, you smiled knowingly. I hated that smile. And you smiled that smile for years.

I reconnected with him when i was home over winter break. We hung out once, i told him my sexuality, and he barely reacted. When you asked how it went, i told you i rejected him romantically, but we were still friends. Do you remember what you said, mom? You said, "so you broke his heart and left." I cried that night.

Do you remember when you found my aroace pins a month ago? Im at college in a different state- a religious college you wanted me to go to- and you still made it your priority to berate me for it. I dont know if you could tell how angry i was over the phone, but when you said "asexual and things are just looking for attention", it broke my heart.

Because i figured it out when i was 17. Because it took me two years to finally accept it in a religion that very strongly emphasized the family unit. Because i finally felt accepted, i felt heard, i wasnt being dismissed at every corner. Because i had something to explain why i was like this.

Because i finally didnt feel broken.

I never doubted that you loved me- not once, ever, in my life. Not until you started degrading me for something i couldnt control. Not until you started pressuring me to date people i would much rather be friends with. If youre not going to love all of me, then do you even love me at all?

I hope you know that i still love you, despite everything. But i hate the way you talk to me now, the way you talk to others about me. And i hope that one day, you, too, will realize that im not broken, or affronting God, or unnatural. I hope you realize that im still your child.

I hope you realize im still human.

[bri-cheeses]

Jerseys vs. Hoodies - Part 4

| Rosekiller microfic | Word count: 524 | Part 3 can be found here |

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“He’s going to get us back for that one, isn’t he?” Barty asks, staring after the place Regulus had been not two seconds before.

Evan sighs, slumping in his seat a bit, and taps his quill against the edge of the table. “Yeah, probably.”

“Lovely. Anyways, Ev,” Barty moves on easily, turning back to face him, “what did Reg mean by all that?”

Evan closes his eyes and wishes to disappear. He had hoped Barty would just brush it off, but no, Evan wasn’t that lucky.

He plays dumb instead. “Mean by what?”

“By “everything going on” between us and “dancing around each other” and all of that stuff,” Barty explains, reaching out to grab Evan’s quill and steal it away. Evan glares at him.

“That was blatant thievery,” he says, then thinks with just a touch of desperation, Please, for the love of all that is good, just let me change the subject.

“Thievery, yes, but there are no witnesses. It’s just your word against mine.”

And for a second, Evan thinks that his wish has been granted. Then Barty points the quill at him accusingly and says, “And don’t think that I’ll let Reg’s comment go that easily.”

Evan wants to die.

“I don’t know what he meant,” he says flatly.

He plucks the quill out of Barty’s hand and turns back towards the table, avoiding Barty’s gaze and trying to go back to his essay. But from the corner of his eye, he can see Barty carefully evaluating him. He’s barely moved from the position he was in when Evan took the quill back for himself.

“You’re lying,” Barty finally pronounces.

Evan sighs in frustration and drops the stupid quill.

“What do you want me to say?”

“Just tell me what Reg meant!” Barty exclaims. “And don’t try to lie to me about it.”

Evan narrows his eyes at him. “You’re entirely too stubborn.”

Barty just smiles. “You love it,” he says.

And oh, isn’t that just the problem?

Evan ignores the comment, though, instead thinking about how he can twist this to omit the truth while also not outright lying.

“Reg knows about our whole… situation,” Evan begins, gesturing between them.

A smirk crosses Barty’s face. “Yeah, I figured, considering the whole “bedroom eyes” comment. It’s not like we’ve been subtle about it.”

“Yeah,” Evan says, a bit distractedly. “Also, I told him.”

Barty makes a face. “Why?”

“Just… don’t worry about it.”

“I’m gonna worry about it.”

Would Madam Pince be mad if he started banging his head against the table? The answering yes in his mind is just about the only thing that stops him from doing exactly that.

“I’ll get there! Just calm down first, okay?”

“Fine,” Barty grumbles.

Maybe he should just tell him. Tell Barty the real reason why he’s wearing his sweatshirt. Why he had agreed to this whole arrangement in the first place. Why he smiles whenever Barty kisses him, why he always looks at Barty with a certain softness in his eyes, why their friends make comments about the two of them.

Maybe he should just tell him.

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(Part 5 will come out sometime this week but I happen to have finals so idk when)

[kinardscoffee]

I’m new to the fandom! Im slowly learning it can be a little toxic hence the question being asked anonymously.

Do we think Lou will be back season 8? Especially since he was on set for the last day of filming and you could see Oliver’s chair in the background. Also with Tim’s Facebook post today about the video. Should we read into this posts or does he just play into things? I feel the what the actors have spoke about Tim, he writes the stories he wants to write and not for fan service or the network. So I’m hoping Tommy is sticking around for a while and hoping we get a Tommy begins episode next season!

Also I really don’t understand why people are so made at Lou for the cameos. First of all it’s just a source of income for him and people paid him to answer their questions. He’s just doing what he is being paid to do. I feel like it was poor choice of words but didn’t the fandom forgive or chose to forget about Ryan’s??

Hey! And welcome!

First off, Idk if you mainly stick to Tumblr, although calling the fandom a "little toxic" makes me think you might. So, some maybe unwanted advice, do not go onto Twitter.

Ever.

I do believe that Lou will be back for S8, which is based on several things I've seen and posted to this blog. As for Oliver’s chair being in the background of the BTS picture of Lou... I wouldn't take that as the gospel word... but we've seen the main cast on the same hospital set, and seeing as Buck and Tommy are a "love story," I'm confident Tommy is there to comfort his boyfriend as well as be there for his friends. Cause at this point, Tommy is friends with everyone on the 118.

As for the YouTube video. Tim is not going to post something on his personal Facebook page just to play into things because 1, his Facebook is private, so how could he be playing into things and 2, he doesn't need to.

It's Tim's show, and like you mentioned, he's going to write what he wants to write, and at this moment, that's Buck and Tommy being together. They're his Tarlos 2.0, and I stand by that.

Now, I'm not going to speak about Mr. Guzman, because I feel like I've mentioned him enough already, but the real problem here is that Tommy (Lou) is standing in the way of Buddie becoming canon. (Alledgly. Nvm that it's never gonna happen.)

But, yeah...

That's it.

The Bobs will hate anyone that looks at Buck, touches Buck, and especially kisses Buck (and, by that rule, receives kisses from Buck.)

Lou is a threat to their existence which is absolutely ridiculous because their fanon ship of Buddie isn't going anywhere if Bucktommy continue to thrive.

But it seems they're driven by this almost obsessed narrative to "win". To prove that they were right while everyone else, even the showrunner and actors, were dead ass wrong.

Which is honestly despicable.

[cinkows]

"THE SMELL OF GUNPOWDER AND FREEDOM"

this was requested by @hedgee777 (thank you btw!) request : For the yandere request can I please have poly Robin and Boothil x reader headcanon? Basically, two of them are dating and fall for their darling.

warnings. yandere behavior (obsession, controlling, etc.) | reader's gender isn't specified but the reader has hair (long enough to be brushed) | poly relationship | gun mention | mention of killing | BAD WRITING HELP | barely proofread btw

pairings. yan! boothill x yan! robin x reader

notes. not sure if you meant that they were already dating before they got together with the reader but that's what i wrote! keep in mind this is the first time i'm writing for poly relationships so idk how they fully work haha... IM sORRY IF IT WAS LOWKYE BAD (and late), i'm having a - what i would call it - brainfart... ALSO WOOO first request!

♪ they're definitely overbearing lovers. as much as you love them, they'd love you a hundred more times back.

♪ if you were going to be honest, before you started dating them, you found them kinda crazy... not to be mean! but they were creepy, you would see them looking at your posts without them even following you. or when you'd turn an eye in a cafe, you'd see at least one if not both of them behind you.

♪ but you summed it up as just a coincidence because you were only acquaintances with robin, nothing more - plus, they were already dating, right?

♪ the day robin introduced you to the relationship, you felt forced to join. you barely knew them yet they were talking as if they've known you for years. you didn't let the pressure get the best of you, though. it was decided that it would be best for you to think this over before accepting.

♪ they respected your decision and told you they understood but they'd always be open to letting you join.

♪ and when you did agree, they looked either crazed or dazed.

♪ you had to bite your tongue when they ordered you to cut off certain people. boothill knew you knew that he had a gun and he used that to his advantage, either threatening you with it (he'd never do such a thing to his darling, of course!) or threatening the said people to cut you off instead. ♪ robin is a sweetheart! she likes it when all of you guys are matching, she becomes upset when any of you guys decline and you both don't want that to happen.

♪ when boothill isn't around, robin brushes your hair until your scalp aches. on bad days, she'd go a little rougher but normally, she does it gently. the problem is just that she brushes it for so long!

♪ when robin isn't around, boothill teaches you how to use guns. for self-defense, he says! but most of the time, he'd more so guided you instead of letting you learn on your own.

♪ without you around? they would never let you.

♪ but together, they'd squash you in their arms, making it impossible to escape. even when it gets hot - they are not letting go.

♪ okay pause i need to ramble because i feel like this isn't crazy yandere enough... robin is not the craziest yandere but she's certainly a control freak. she loves it when she's able to manipulate you into doing what she wants. boothill is crazed, he'd definitely put a gun to your head if you were to disobey him :(

has boothill killed for you? yes, he has. robin has not but she makes boothill do it for her because he's just so smitten with his girls (or lovers)!

if you tried to escape, robin would be the one promoting your missing papers and boothill would be the one hunting you down. trust me, you'd be running back to them because now, the outside world is too scary! (more like you're terrified of him and his guns lol).

when they finally get you back. you are never leaving again.

[httpiastri]

is it too early to ask for a fic abt imola's sprint race and how upset and angry paul was after the race ...

idk if this is what u wanted but i just felt like writing this. hope u like it <3 (still very much not over what happened)

four podiums in four rounds.

a consistent result like that should make any f2 driver satisfied.

should.

consistency is key, as you've seen so often in formula racing, but how can you tell that to someone who was just closer than ever to getting his maiden win in formula two?

to say that paul was a wreck after the race is an understatement. he refused to talk to you or any of his staff members – he even refused to talk to ralf, which was more worrisome than everything else. though, it didn't take you long to realize that he just needed to cool off on his own, just get some time to breathe in peace. so when he went back to your shared hotel room, you decided to stay at the track a little to watch the f1 qualifying, just so paul could have his much-needed alone time.

when you finally step into your hotel room hours later, after having gotten stuck in several tailbacks on your way back from the track, paul isn't resting on the bed like you thought he would be. he doesn't answer when you call out his name either, which really gets your heartbeat going.

you find him in the bathroom when you peek into it, his body submerged in the bathtub filled to the brim with foam and seemingly steaming water. you're not sure if he's even heard you come in because he doesn't move a single muscle nor open his eyes. he slowly looks up at you when you say his name again, though, eyes holding so much pain that the knot in your stomach grows even tighter. you have to do something, anything, to break him out of this cycle.

"can i join?"

it takes a second for him to react, but then he nods, and you step into the room. you slip out of the cute summery dress you've worn all day, removing all of your last clothing items aswell as your jewelry before moving towards him. the bathtub is tiny, nowhere near than ones you've shared before in luxury hotel rooms around the world. there's barely any space left for you to slip in, but you make it work.

the second your back meets his chest, his strong arms wrap around you and a content sigh leaves his mouth. neither of you care about the water flowing past the edge as you shuffle into his embrace; a wet floor is a problem for later. the bath soap he's used smells lovely, a mix of vanilla and rose meeting your nose and making you forget about how the water is burning your skin already. paul doesn't say anything, although he rests the side of his head against yours, warm breaths tickling the skin of your neck.

you take the opportunity to speak when you're met with it. you can't just let it go on like this all night. "do you... want to talk about it?" you ask, voice low as if not to scare him. as if the mere thought of the race is enough to scare him.

he lets out a hum. "no."

you pause for a few moments, considering the idea of just letting go of the topic. you decide that you can't. "can i talk about it, then?"

"i can't stop you, can i?"

you lift one of his hands from your waist, letting your pointer finger trace along his own fingers. they're pruney and soft, revealing how long he must've been in the bath already, while the calluses along the upper part of his palm from endless hours of racing and weightlifting stay hardened. you slot your fingers in between his, wrapping your other hand around the back of his hand too.

"no matter if you like to hear it or not," you begin. "you did well. that was an amazing race."

"but-"

a dismissive sound bubbles from your throat to cut him off. "no buts. it could've just as well gone your way today." you shift in his hold and turn your head so that you can look into his pretty blue eyes, and he already looks much calmer than before. "it's okay to fall apart, but we're building you up stronger for tomorrow. okay?"

his breath rises with his deep breath, and he soon nods. you lean in to press a kiss to his cheek, and then you can't help but to give him another one. and another. and one to the tip of his nose, one to his forehead, one to that spot right by his temple that he loves so much.

finally he smiles, and he looks almost relieved to do it; like it's been ages since he had something to be happy about. he even lets out a small laugh when you keep up with your pecks, and he has to place a hand on your cheek to halt your actions.

he guides you forward, slotting your lips against his, before letting his hand glide to the back of your neck to keep you close.

hopefully you've actually gotten through to him. in the world of f2, every setback feels like tall mountain you have to climb; losing a race lead is like reaching the summit only to slip right back down again. it sounds like an impossible task, and if it were up to you, you would tell him to save himself the heartbreak and get an easier job. but racing is what he loves.

and together, you make it work.

no matter if it's about fitting into a small bath or coming back better the next day.

[quetzalpapalotl]

The problem with being a villian fan is that is easy for people to forget that they are characters too and not just plot devices. This happens a lot in fic, but also even in the original material as well.

Like sometimes you do need someone do show up and do heinous things for the sake of the plot and I don't mind grabbing the guy who already proved to have no morals. But just because someone would be willing to do any bad thing doesn't mean they would do every bad thing. And this isn't about saying that ny blorbos aren't that bad, but about saying that they are also characters with their own inner world and motivation.

So for example, if a villian's motivation is revenge on one particular guy and they don't care who their trample in order to achieve their goals, they would not jeopardize their plans just to go out of their way to mess with some other guy if they haven't been shown to enjoy being needlessly cruel to people outside the scope of their revenge.

And if you really need said villian to try to fuck with the random guy for plot reasons, you can try to manufacture a motive out of what makes sense for the characters. Idk, maybe they have a short temper and the guy pressed their buttons the right way. But leaving it at "this guy does bad things so might as well" is lazy writing. (I mean characters who do bad things for the lols very much exist but that's not every villian and even then, they also have their own particular traits).

[toriangeli]

Re: Daniel's flashback of Armand

I know our minds jumped to the "Armand is Alice" theory. At least, mine did. But that explains nothing about why Daniel thinks of that specific memory. It seems like such a non-sequitur, him remembering a story about selling his dad's dirty magazines in middle school. What's also weird is Armand telling him about it.

We know the original interview was traumatic for Daniel, so I have two theories:

Armand is trying to calm Daniel down from some kind of panic by using grounding techniques. This would be weird because grounding techniques are usually a lot more physical, involving the senses to bring one back to the present reality. Why this would be relevant to his proposal memories, I'm not sure.

Armand has Daniel in a state of hypnosis and is implanting a memory. Why is he implanting a memory about selling dirty magazines? No clue. It doesn't seem like it serves a purpose--unless it's part of a larger narrative.

My usual problem with the "Armand is lying about everything" assumption is that Armand and vampires in general in the books don't do that much lying. Like, they'll do these short-term deceptions (see the second half of Blood Communion), but big ongoing lies are kind of a shit idea when you're immortal because you have to keep up with the lie forever. Armand does lie to Louis about Lestat being dead, and to Lestat about Louis being dead, but other than that, he doesn't do a lot of deliberate misrepresentation of the facts. Self-delusions, denial, hiding shit, but not straight-up lies. This same issue applies to the idea that Armand has been creating false memories for people willy-nilly. Which, I don't think I've seen anyone claim he is doing it willy-nilly, but one can get the impression scrolling through Tumblr seeing various people point to various scenes as being made up by Armand that everyone all the time thinks everything that doesn't make sense to them is Armand dicking with memories again.

However, in this case, Louis and Armand were never supposed to see Daniel again. They can't just rewrite his entire life, obviously, because too many people have met/know Daniel and would be like, "Dude, that so did not happen, what is wrong with you?" but if for some reason they made some big mistake during the interview and needed to fix it, they could impart some kind of narrative that couldn't be disputed or verified by anyone who knows him.

Armand also delivers the "she wanted to say yes" speech with a similar tone, but there's a warmth to it. He doesn't seem particularly emotional, although he's also not the most naturally emotive person. But with how good Assad is at subtle acting, I feel like if Armand was actually talking about himself, there would be some kind of hint to it. Instead, it just seems like Armand feels badly for Daniel (who, let's be fair, was being pretty horrible to Louis) and is trying to comfort him. Still a Devil's Minion hint either way. Armand, at least in the books, doesn't give a shit about randos he has no attachment to getting their feelings hurt. If he wants to comfort Daniel, it's because he's gotten attached.

It's in the flashback that Armand looks emotional. And I want to know why.

But yeah, I think that could be why Daniel flashed back to that weird moment. This prodding about Alice is making him remember some fuckery.

That being said, we still don't have much evidence that this is even a power that exists for these vampires. Maybe Fiction Hypnosis could do it, but idk. We'll see.

[skyphloxx]

ok so um. here is a scenario ive had in the drafts for literally over a month and forgot to post. maybe with a second part idk?

i've been thinking way too damn much about clegan and johns dog coded ass and his feelings around body markings. like, hickeys and bites and bruises etc. bear with me this post got really long lmfao.

fuckin. ok. so in a scenario where john and gale are fucking on the side pretty early on after their arrival at thorpe abbots.

everyone knows bucky is a slut, right? bucky can show up with hickeys and bites and red marks and nobody will question it. he might get jeers or crooked grins, they’ll laugh and say he must’ve slept with every girl at thorpe abbotts and half the women in london by now, but it’s expected.

buck, though? everyone knows buck’s got a girl. and maybe he wouldn’t be the first guy to say as much and then fold after months of being away from home. but everybody who knows him knows that buck cleven isn’t like that. and anyway, it would be a little odd considering how consistently he turns down any woman who makes a pass.

you see where i'm going here right.

gale can bite the fuck out of john and leave him with bruises purpling from his neck all the way down to his thighs. when they’re alone together it’s the only time he gets to loosen that iron grip he has on himself, be anything less than carefully composed and controlled. outside gale is the fearless leader, who will sometimes joke and rib but has no vices, no faults. with john he is a hungry, wanting thing, all hands and mouth and teeth.

bucky loves it at first. being desired so much kinda drives him wild, knowing that gale wants him so bad, that there’s so much heat simmering under that cool surface. but there’s also something about the act of leaving marks on him that feels like gale’s staking a claim. that bucky allowing himself to be bitten is showing allegiance, or acquiescence, or maybe ownership. something of gale is left there, written across his skin, even if nobody else knows it. the marks say that gale can do what he wants with john’s body, that john is his. he’s painted his name across john’s neck and chest.

bucky doesn’t object to this feeling. like, at all. on its own, that part is amazing. the problem is he can’t do it back to gale. buck is so paranoid about being found out, and the communal living of the barracks adds extra complications. and john understands his fears, of course he does, he knows damn well what happens to men who get a blue discharge, and he’ll respect anything that’ll help buck feel safer about what they’ve been doing. he’s pretty sure he’d do anything to keep buck coming back, he needs him that badly.

he fucking hates that he has to be so careful. he wants nothing more than to give it right back to buck, to bite the same kind of lurid purple bruises across his skin. he thinks all too often of how buck would react, his shiver at the scrape of john's teeth on sensitive skin and the low breathy noises he'd make. hates that he can't have that. but mostly he hates how he can't stake any claim over gale he way he feels that gale has over him. if buck can do what he wants with john's body, if his bites mean that john is his, then the inverse must also be true: bucky can't do the same, and gale is not his. he has no claim to stake.

which makes sense, really. as far as claims go, someone's already beat him to gale. that's the whole reason the no-markings rule was established.*

it ends up serving as a little reminder to bucky: that the arrangement he and gale have worked out to keep each other sane during all this? it's temporary. when the war ends buck will be going back to build a home and share a bed with someone, and that someone won't be john. he can't forget that however much gale seems to want him in the moment, he's committed elsewhere. john is a way for him to distract himself from everything else going on around them. he thinks sometimes gale does it as much to distract john as himself. taking pity on him or something. he knows buck still loves marge more than anything. he uses her letters like a lifeline, sniffs her perfume off the paper like it might send him back to her if he works hard enough at it.

someone with a better sense of self-preservation than bucky might try to break it off, disengage, try to soften the blow when it inevitably comes, but.

the marks also remind him that he is gale's. has been. is. will be. for as long as gale will have him. bucky needs him in a way that he doesn't bother to deny to himself anymore. his chest feels heavy with it when they’re together. he knows they're on borrowed time, but that just means john's going to borrow as much of it as he can. avoiding leaving bruises or not using his teeth is nothing, really, he would do so much less (or so much more) if gale asked him, any number of humiliating, desperate things to keep gale wanting to touch him, fuck him. it's fucking pathetic, how much he needs that. john's own stupid hurt feelings are nothing, compared to how much he'd endure for it.

so of course he never brings this whole dilemma up to buck as something that bothers him. he would not dare risk throwing a wrench in their arrangement, which is perfectly functional as it is. they've made it this far via mostly unspoken agreements, mutual willingness to not talk about it more than they need to. john will not even entertain the possibility of breaking that or scaring gale off or somehow ruining what they have. he is already so well versed at suffering in silence, and really this trade off isn't bad. he used to fucking dream of this, the taste of gale's mouth or the feel of their skin pressed together. he can stand being reminded it's temporary. he can stand knowing he's pathetic.

(bucky is a lying liar to himself. he is full of resentment and frustration. he will pretend he's not full of resentment about this for as long as it's physically possible to. gale knows something is up with him but won't say anything too specific about it for the same reason john won't - they don't talk about it if they can avoid it. that's the whole point of unspoken agreements.)

*bucky has not considered that gale would be similarly paranoid even if he was not openly in a relationship and loyal to it (loyal in heavy air quotes lmfao) if not even worse, just because gale cleven is a high-strung freak underneath all the calm collected shit.

[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

What if Bella agreed to go to a therapist in New Moon and gave it a genuine shot? Do you think the therapist would be helpful, even if Bella had to omit the vampire thing, and then the werewolf thing? Maybe she could say Edward was an ex-gang member or something. Idk, I feel like she could at least be honest about doing extreme sports to talk to her ex's hallucinations.

I mean that is the key here, Bella gives it a genuine shot and wants to go. I think that would make a large difference for her, now that said, the desire to change is step 1 of many and there's also a lot of soul searching and family shit she's going to have to deal with that's going to be hard the same way it is for everyone to deal with.

Certainly, I think talking through her problems and learning to accept herself isn't a bad thing and that it is something she can do if she puts in the effort and time and is helped along the way.

But that said, none of this solves her immediate "vampires are trying to kill me" problem or "I have a nuts ex-boyfriend" problem which are not going away even if she does make strides in her mental well-being.

But she might stop attempting to imperil herself for hallucinations, yes.

[polyamorousmood]

Hey there :)

So I have no problem with my bf dating other people, and recently hes started having sth with someone else. Good for them! Legit, no problem with that by itself

But.. now I'm being left on read a lot, like majority of the time it feels like, no matter the topic or time. I just feel.. forgotten, I think, or replaced idk. But it feels pretty bad.

I dont want them to think I'm jealous or mad, I just wish he would still show me the same attention/care as before. Ive talked about how left on read makes me very insecure, due to fake friends and person past experiences before so I dont want to bring it up again.. but it hurts. Idk what to do?

Bad news, babe. You're gonna have to say something again. The good news though is that you can productively procrastinate it, because there's some stuff I want you to do first.

But before I get into that, I let having a cool opening distract me from very important other things that need said: That sucks, and I'm really sorry, but you can make it through this.

Now then. Time to productively procrastinate a difficult conversation. Look, I'm procrastinating it more by making it a read more! (It, um, it is A Lot. I took "blogging platform" literally on this one😅)

It sucks. Believe me, it bothers me too when I can't hear from my partner📵📴 because they're with my meta. It has been A Problem I've had to work through, so I think I'm actually pretty qualified to give advice on this.

Some of what I have to say is going to smart (old-timey word for sting) a bit, so I want to make it clear that I understand where you're coming from, so you can trust the part that stings is necessary. I imagine its something like this:

You relationship with your boyfriend is great! So great, you're happy for him to have someone else to love! That's. That's so rare and incredible, its a love beyond what most will know. And then he takes that love and wads it up and throws it in the back seat to make room for this new schmuck. The love is still there, it's just... in the back seat. And you never thought that would happen, because the relationship is so good! And you already said something, so you worry you're being a nag, which you don't want, because you ARE happy for them, you're so happy for them... except when you're not because you can't be happy when he can't be bothered to text you back. Its not really so much to ask, and you EXPLAINED why its important to you, so why doesn't he seem to care? You communicated, you did your part, and it was hard and scary! Surely harder than texting you back would be! And you don't want to feel like this, but. There's this anxiety that... shouldn't he want to text you back? Isn't that how he would act if he really did still care about you just as much?

Any of that resonate? I don't know you, so maybe some of it was way off base🎯, I don't know. But I hope enough of it was close enough to right that you know I get it when I say:

This isn't just your boyfriend fucking it up. This is, in part, probably you asking something unreasonable. To give you the exact same level of time an energy as when it was just you too is a big ask. To be able to supercede his time with the other person any time you want is a big ask. If you're only okay with your boyfriend having someone else if it doesn't cut into your time at all, how okay with it are you actually?

So before you talk to him about it, you gotta step back. Its not that you're wrong for feeling sidelined. But a poly relationship just isn't going to be the exact same as a monogamous one. It it were, I wouldn't have bothered making a blog, and I wouldn't have needed to because I wouldn't have a trail of loving, wonderful, burnt to ashes monogamous relationships behind me. Let's take a deep breath together. Pause here if you need.

Now, there are some questions here that do affect what I think would be fair. For example, if you're living with your boyfriend, and he's taking you for granted, always texting the other person when he's with you, you don't have any special time with him anymore, and then when he goes out its radio silence. That's a very different situation from you being in a long distance relationship so texting is your main form of communication/bonding and now he's got a new person that lives near him so he's with them constantly and now, what are you, chopped liver? for example. I'm going to give a list of things you might be doing that's unfair, and I want you to take a minute and evaluate as honestly as you can where you fall on that. This is a self-reflection, not an accusation, so please resist any temptations to get defensive (if you even feel them). I recommend taking out a pad of paper and committing to an answer for each. Some you may not be doing at all! Some okay maybe a little. And some now that you think about it, yeah actually, you're doing a lot. That's okay. You not handling it perfectly is okay, and doesn't mean we can't ask the boyfriend for accommodations still.

Are you valuing 1:1 time with your boyfriend as much as you're valuing (negatively) the time he spends 1:1 (not texting you) with his partner? IE, are you more bothered by him not texting you than you are appreciative when he takes time for you?

Are you texting him compulsively out of anxiety instead of because you have something more important to discuss?

Are you accidentally infringing on his other partner's time?

Are you trying to infringe on his other partner's time to reassure yourself that you're important to him?

Are you texting him to "test" him?

When you communicated that you didn't like being left on read, did you properly convey how big of a problem it is for you and what your expectations were?

When you communicated, did you allow space for negotiation and to work on the problem, or was it more like a list of demands?

Are you misplacing your feelings somehow? Is there something else that's bothering you that you don't feel comfortable bringing up?

Are you letting your anxieties run you? Is there something you could be doing to address your feelings?

Are you forgetting to weigh other allocations or shows of love he's making or you?

Is there anything else internally you might be overlooking in regards to this?

Whew! Heavy stuff. But you made it!🎉 Now, we'll dig into how his actions are making you feel. That last set was about what you could be doing better, and this one will help determine he could be doing better. But just like we weren't making accusations about you, we aren't making accusations about him either. We are assuming good faith on your boyfriend's part. This is still ultimately about your feelings and what reasonable accommodations could be made for them.

Do you feel the time allocation for you vs his other partner is fair? Why?

Does he seem to text them back more than you?

Does it seem like he's not taking your concerns seriously enough?

Does this issue look like a larger pattern? If so, what? How will that look long-term?

Has he made specific promises he hasn't kept to you in regards to this? If so, what were they and how hasn't he lived up to them?

Do you feel he's made adequate time for you to discuss concerns, or do you feel like he tries to rush through them?

Do you think he gave you a reasonably clear expectation of what him dating someone else would look like (or did he make it seem "nothing will change")?

Has he not responded to something critical?

Is there anything else he's done in regards to this that doesn't sit right with you?

You did it! 🎉Now we can officially start working on problem-solving. I imagine that was a lot more than you bargained for, for such a simple problem as "I want a text back," but its important to get everything laid out. This helps in a lot of ways. It helps guard against striking on a "solution" that isn't actually sustainable. It makes sure you're starting a discussion in good faith. And hopefully, it will help minimize having to return to the issue.

For the sake of formatting, we're going to address the questions for you first, then the questions about him, then how to have the hard conversation, then workarounds that you may not have considered that aren't really your or his problem. I actually think that third group has some of the better "quick fixes", if you can find one that works.

Starting with the questions about what you could be doing better, in order, skip any that don't apply:

Re: valuing 1:1 time -- Make active efforts to appreciate the time you do have more. Use this time as a guard against negative thoughts when he is unable to respond ("We spent all day together yesterday, a few hours today without hearing from him is fine")

Re: texting compulsively -- Be more vigilant about self-soothing. I find self-talk to be most effective for me. I cannot possibly cover everything here, but it sounds like it stirs up fears you're losing your partner. Since you cannot guarantee that will never happen, I find it most helpful to reassure myself I will be okay even if I do lose them. Another option is to make a reassurance bank, where you can store and see evidence of his affection without asking it from him. Your mileage may vary. If you really struggle with this, there's always therapy.

Re: accidental infringing -- Be more mindful of what you send. Save things that are non-urgent to discuss later, when you have his attention anyway.

Re: deliberate infringing -- Stop it. It will only strain things and make the outcomes you don't want more likely. See self-soothing. Find something else to distract you that you can put energy into.

Re: "testing" him -- See above. I know, its easier said than done. Do the hard work. That shit can ruin your life.

Re: didn't adequately express importance -- Well, its a good thing we're about to talk about it anyway! Really think through how you can explain how badly it makes you feel. We'll get into that more when we discuss How To Have the Conversation

Re: list of demands -- Well, its a good thing we're going to talk about it anyway! This time, see it as a negotiation. Ask him if that's feasible, or if its too much. But open to trying alternate solutions.

Re: misplaced feelings -- Take the advice on How To Have a Conversation and apply it to the thing that's actually the problem.

Re: managing anxieties -- Again, you'll have to find a way to self-soothe somewhat. That's not to say your partner shouldn't meet you halfway, but you do have to do your half.

Re: forgetting other expressions of love -- Literally make a list of all the things he's done/is doing for you. As many as you can think of. Add to it often. Pick a couple and do a deep dive on why that mattered so much to you and how you felt. Tell him, too. You gotta be grateful consciously, bro. This applies to all of life

Re: anything else -- Take that into account. Work on that, too, however you can. Be honest with him about your shortcomings when you address it.

A lot of these will require upkeep on your part (kind of mirrors🪞how texting you back consistently requires upkeep on his, huh?). Be prepared to discuss the changing you're going to make and have an actionable plan for them. Okay, his turn, same as before:

Re: fair time allocation -- does he need to make more time for you? Do he need to make protected time that is only for you? You said you feel forgotten, replaced, so maybe this is part of it.

Re: unequal texting -- first, consider why. If he lives with you, he's probably going to have to text the other person in front of you sometimes. If you still think its too much, again, protected time for you may be appropriate, he may need to do a better job keeping his New Relationship Energy (NRE) in check. Be prepared to discuss this, possibly including him defending himself!

Re: not taking concerns seriously -- Well, its a good thing we're discussing this again! Make sure you have an actionable, measurable metric he can do to show you progress here. (IE ❌"I need you to care more" ❌ but ✅"When you're unable to respond, I need you to say that you're busy so I know you thought of my needs" ✅)

Re: bigger patterns -- You will have to tell him you're concerned about those too. If it could become untenable for you, this will probably be a recurring discussion. Consider scheduling check-ins where you say one thing you think is going well and one thing you're worried about, for example.

Re: unkept promises -- here, you are super justified in being mad. Try not to be anyway. Try to be curious and interested in addressing the root problem. Ask him what got in his way, what middle ground he's confident he can manage. It is you and him vs the problem, even here, not you vs him.

Re: inadequate room to discuss -- Set expectations before the talk, and remind him of them if he forgets. (IE "I know this isn't nice to hear, but I need you to let me say my piece and talk through solutions, even if it takes awhile." and "I said I needed to talk through the solution. This sounds nice, but I'm concerned about X. How can we make sure that doesn't happen?") Consider reserving specific time to discuss it, consider reserving recurring time to discuss any problem, if you need it.

Re: didn't set expectations appropriately -- ask. Ask what this would ideally look like to him. If he's having trouble getting started, point out some differences you've already noticed, and ask if he thinks those are the new norm.

Re: didn't respond to something critical -- Establish a way he can see what is critical and what isn't. This might be texting something that can wait, but calling for something important, for example.

Re: anything else -- address that too. Give him a chance to explain himself. etc.

Okay, you've done everything up to this point alone. You're prepped. Now How Do You Have The Conversation?

For this type of stuff, I recommend the WIBS format. That is, "When [something happens], I feel [feelings] Because [explanation] So could you please [change]". But of course, it can't be that simple either. Critically you CANNOT say "you" before the "so could you please". The example I'm about to give is going to use the texting issue specifically, but if you've done the soul searching and found there's a bigger problem you want to address (which ngl, sounds like there might be something bigger based on what you sent), adjust accordingly! This is good general advice for any tough conversation. Anyway, here's what that might look like on the texting thing:

"When I am left on read, I feel anxious and betrayed, because I've had a lot of friendships completely fall apart, and that's always how it started. So could you please make a point to text me something when you read my message, even if its just 'lol' or you saying you want to discuss it later."

But wait a minute! That doesn't include any of the bullshit I just made you do. What the hell am I trying to pull? Okay okay, so we have to modify this a bit. Our new format is going to be something more like this: "When [something happens], I feel [feelings and impact], because [explanation]. I have tried [things you've tried], and I am still struggling because [reason why that hasn't helped, including what you could do better]. So I was hoping to look at some more solutions, like, would you be willing to try [change]." Which might in practice look something like

"When I am left on read, I feel so anxious and betrayed I start spiraling thinking the relationship is doomed, because I've had a lot of friendships completely fall apart, and that's always how it started. I have tried dropping some hints and self soothing, and I'm still struggling because this is a really bad anxiety that I didn't have to deal with before recently and even with the hints I'm not getting the response rate I would like. So I wanted to talk about it and see if you'd be willing to try making a point to text me something when you read my message, even if its just 'lol' or you saying you want to discuss it later."

And then! The discussion continues. Maybe he says "oh my god, yeah, I didn't realize it was bothering you that much, absolutely I can do that" and maybe he says "I'm with you all the time how is this still a problem?" or maybe its "actually, [other partner] gets really anxious when I text, which is why I don't respond unless its important. I figured I could talk to you about dinner plans any time" and whatever the case is, you keep talking until you've set on clear goalposts and have reassurance they feel okay to all parties. So in order, your responses might be something like "are you sure you can manage that? I was really worried by my hints not being picked up on that that was the reason", "I know its a problem. That's why I'm talking to you about it. If that's not a good solution to you, let's come up with something else, because the way things are is really hard on me," and "okay. I don't want to make [other partner] anxious either, but this isn't working for me, can we find something else to try?"

Allow him to explain, be prepared to explain more yourself, and be willing to try a variety of solutions. Acknowledge

Is this my longest post yet? Maybe! Wild. Let's top it off with something easier: The Hack Solutions🧑‍💻. Sometimes, anxiety isn't logical, and goofy workarounds can be super helpful! Here are some off the top of my head, but feel free to get creative, too! Not all of these may be feasible, not all of them may help. But a lot less work than some other solutions so worth mentioning!

You said being "left on read" is what bothers you. Can you just... turn off read receipts? Or switch to a messaging app that doesn't have them? Can he just not read your texts until he has the time to respond?

A lot of phones have a driving mode, that will send an automated reply to texts. Can he turn that on when he's with his other partner so you get a reply like "hey I'm busy rn, but I'll text back later!" and would that help?

If you just want to feel more involved, maybe it would help if he just like, took a picture of his pizza to send to you. Reminds you you're thought of, doesn't require conversation.

Something that I've done with friends is write like, a dozen short affirmations/reassurances, and have them keep them in a special spot. When they need to feel loved, they can take one out to read. This has worked PHENOMENALLY for them, and still protects your partner's time away while allowing you to get love direct from your partner WHENEVER you want.

Can he just kick it with you both concurrently?

Can you have a friendship with your meta where you text THEM like "tell [bf] to text me back real quick" and then your bf doesn't feel bad about texting in front of the other partner because they're telling him to do it?

Classically condition yourself. Like, every time he leaves you on read, eat a chocolate. And then sometimes instead of it being "boyfriend won't text me :(((" it'll be "oooo! candy time!"

ai yai yai! That's all I have, though! Come back if you need help working through some specifics. I'm very happy to help however I can. Its not your fault you're struggling with this. Most polyam relationships have to deal with this to some extent, but with a little effort, you can make it through. Best of luck to you, friend. 💙💖🖤

[yellowraincoat]

I wonder sometimes what the L&Co crew did after they aged out of having the sight. Obviously Lucy makes some mention of them helping DEPRAC clear the other side and you can help with that even w/o sight thanks to the Orpheus society, but I don’t imagine they did that forever or even full time.

I’ve actually thought a LOT about what I think they end up doing as adults so… here’s an extremely long post about it:

George’s path is obvious to me. He becomes a foremost voice on the nature of the problem, and he’s able to go to Oxford for university (or the most prestigious UK university still running) on this basis. He gets a degree in history and goes on to a PHD. He then dedicates several years to writing a complete, multi-volume, history of the problem/agencies/corruption/visitors (which will go down in history as THE TEXT about the problem)

… I’ll put the rest under the cut bc this is fr going to be lonnnng

We also know from the existence of Lockwood and Co the books that Lucy at some point metatextually writes a memoir detailing the antics of Lockwood and co. (Which, go off girlboss, she did a great job.) For Lucy’s career path, I imagine that she is a formal DEPRAC partner for a time goes to the other side more than any of her other L&Co colleagues to help out.

This may be a weird take, but I also think that Lucy’s relationship with the Skull and all the weird experiments on ghosts she witnesses lead her to go all GHOST RIGHTS. She campaigns for seeing ghosts differently and repsecting the dead and works to get DEPRAC to create better regulations for how sources are treated when contained and advocates for figuring out how to release them to the other side rather than destroying sources as a first move. Idk I think it suits her relationship to ghosts; she’s definitely more invested in their humanity than other agents.

I don’t think Lockwood would try to hire young agents as a supervisor to keep the agency going after losing his sight. Especially since he’s aware that the problem is fading and considering he’d still have work available through DEPRAC. I think Lockwood spends his first few post-sight years in lots of therapy and takes time off from working since he’s been running a very intense business since he was like 14. I also think he foots the bill for Flo to get a therapist as well.

They’re both able to work through their grief and trauma from the people they’ve lost, Lockwood works through his habit of repressing his feelings, and Flo works through her feelings of being cornered while in doors. Flo eventually moves into Portland Row, and she and George and Lucy and Lockwood spend most of their young adult lives (whole lives if you ask me) living in the same house or living right next door to each other.

As for Lockwood’s actual career path I think Lockwood’s would make it his life’s work to share his parents findings. He spreads the traditional burial practices and ways to ward off ghosts like that Lockwood’s parent’s researched to help people protect themselves from ghosts around the UK as the problem fades.

I don’t know that I see Flo having a real job. I could see her in advocacy for housing insecure youth (we know London has MANY due to the Problem) but I’d also like to see her have a relaxing-ass life. Enjoy therapy and her friends, date George, plant a vegetable garden. Flo’s never cared much about material goods so I could see her working odd jobs here and there to help contribute to Portland Row Expenses, but mostly focus on nonprofit work and political activism while enjoying her life.

I think both Kipps and Holly stay on at Lockwood and co until it permanently disbands, then I imagine they both work to advocate for the rights of former agents in some capacity. If Holly could further her eduction I think she’d work in the legal system, maybe working in administration/research on cases that are attempting to hold leaders of the Orpheus society and high up Fittes and Rottweil people accountable for compensating traumatized former agents. Oh and she asks out that girl from DEPRAC she was living with (and they were roommates oh my god they were roommates)

I think Kipps might (after he’s matured a bit) get involved with a young adult professional development program trying to address all of the former agents and nightwatch kids who forwent education at a young age to hunt ghosts and help them access free education and classes to gain new marketable skills as the ghost hunting industry declines and kids age out of the sight. He also stops beefing with teenagers (so much) and lives out his destiny as surrogate brother/20 year old adopted father to Lucy George and the rest. And he gets himself a husband bc he deserves it 😤

As for the Skull… I’m in the camp that he does return and he occasionally stops by Portland Row to chat with Lucy and pull poltergeists type pranks on the other residents. When Lucy can no longer hear him 🥲 I still think he sticks around for a while, making his presence known by moving objects and helping keep the house cool in the summer (yayyy ghost chill), he also still speaks to Lucy when she does work on the other side with DEPRAC. But eventually, maybe when Lucy’s in her late twenties, the skull feels ready to move on, and Lucy visits to the other side to say good by and help him pass on.

[kokomiperla]

⋆｡°✩ title: cigars.

⋆｡°✩ introduction: nanami doesn't like cigarettes but her girlfriend is addicted to them.

⋆｡°✩ niko’s note: sexual content, use of (n)/(name), and idk… my main language is not english but i hope you enjoy it <3

Normally nanami is a patient and respectful person towards the things he disliked, if something bothered him he would walk away without creating any fuss or would kindly point it out, but this was not the case. when he met Kiyoko he thought she was the most beautiful and perfect woman he had ever seen in his life, but since nothing in life was really perfect, nanami found a defect in her; she smoked a lot.

Nanami hated the smoke and smell that gave off that small object that could cause you cancer and a lot of other diseases. When he and Kiyoko began to go out, the girl promised to try to leave it or at least reduce the amount she consumed, but for her it was an extremely difficult job.

That night, Nanami arrived at his girlfriend’s apartment, and after opening the entrance door with the copy he had, he could feel that smell to which Kiyoko was addictive. He silently went to his partner’s room and there he found her, leaning against the window only with one of his thousands of shirts that he had left there, with his wet hair in front of the window and as always, with a cigarette between his long fingers.

The blond couldn’t help but smile on his side when he saw his girlfriend’s tanned legs uncovered, his shoulder uncovered and his long hair. When Kiyoko noticed the presence of nanami, he immediately caught his attention (kindly) for that cigarette. Kiyoko gave him a bun and alone the smoke responded.

“I need to have my mouth occupied,” he said, bringing the cigarette closer to his lips.

Nanami raised an eyebrow at her excuse. one of the best known way to quit smoking was to keep her mouth occupied with something, mostly pills, chewing gum and even carrots, but when telling Nanami, Kiyoko I never hoped that her boyfriend’s solution was to keep her mouth busy with his cock.

Nanami had taken a Kiyoko cigarette and turned it off abruptly lowered the girl’s gaze, he sat on the edge of the bed and released his belt. just a sign enough to have his girlfriend between his legs and help her with her little problem.

“Honey, better forget the cigars and focus on my cock,” he said, opening his legs and looking at his girlfriend from above.

Kiyoko’s long fingers covered with his cold silver rings surrounded the elder’s member while he gently bit his lip in front of the image. Kiyoko’s long and curly eyelashes accompanied his sweet brown eyes, a pink blush adorned his cheeks and the silver rings he gave him were the perfect sight.

The woman slowly licked her partner’s phallus from top to bottom as if it were a palette. her tongue was in charge of playing with the tip and her hands to give affection to the trunk. Nanami sweetly caressed her head as she released sounds of pleasure that made Kiyoko’s stomach stir, the gasps and sighs that nanami released were her favorite music. every time kiyoko listened to them, she incited her to keep doing her job better.

In front of both was Kiyoko’s long mirror, nanami couldn’t help but take a look at the scene they were both doing but Nanami found something that caused her some disgust; her shirt covering her girlfriend’s body. Nanami hated not being able to see her completely in that position.

With that feeling of rejection, nanami entangled his fingers between his partner’s coppery hair, pulling a little of them and making Kiyoko release a small drowned gasp. He began to gently move his hips, fucking his girlfriend’s mouth until the sway became wild.

“That’s right, pretty,” he praised. “What a good girl you are, don’t you think?”

Kiyoko saw Nanami through her eyelashes without being able to respond, only choking on his cock, satisfying his partner’s cravings. his hands squeezed his thighs a little looking for stability, his knees hurt and he could hardly breathe, but it was worth it, his mind no longer thought of cigarettes, but the boyfriend’s cock.

In a move, Kiyoko’s shirt got up, revealing her fat butt in those lace panties that he gave her. The thin strap of the clothes was barely visible when it was between the girl’s cheeks, which Nanami adored.

A smile of satisfaction adorns his face when I notice that situation.

Nanami pulled Kiyoko’s hair, stripping her from her crotch, the girl let out a loud moan when nanami threw her hair. the feeling of emptiness flooded her and anxious to have something between her lips again she got up and sat on her boyfriend’s legs.

The taste of a cigar was still present in Kiyoko when her lips collided, nanami did not protest and followed his girlfriend in play, putting her hands between her own shirt and caressing every inch of her body. nanami let her go and took her to the center of the bed taking off her shirt and hers for greater comfort.

Kiyoko’s lips ran through nanami’s stully body, he was leaning on the backrest along with the thousands of pillows that his girlfriend had, caressing his butt and playing with the thin strap of his underwear. Kiyoko’s lips began to descend like his hands, caressing his phallus from top to bottom and his lips wrapping Nanami’s nipples.

A shiver ran through her spinal cord and in response, nanami squeezed Kiyoko’s ass with one of her hands and with the other pull of her coppery hair. making her release a moan and once again, the feeling of emptiness invaded her.

“I’m sorry...” he said quietly, gently caressing his chest.

A small thread of saliva escaped from her thick lips, Nanami passed one of her fingers around her corner and unconsciously, the brunette opened her lips to make way for Nanami’s fingers.

He was really going to enjoy his beloved that night.

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Tired knees, trembling legs and the pillow wet with her saliva. Kiyoko was too immersed in pleasure to be able to notice that, it’s been two rounds since her partner and she had been locked in her room and the tiredness had begun.

“N-Nanami...”

“Is something wrong, honey?” he growled in his ear, melting Kiyoko completely.

But Nanami was his weakness and he didn’t want to get away from him right now.

“please continue.”

His hands squeezed Kiyoko’s hip tightly, moving his hips against his butt, slapping him from time to time. his sight was perfect, but the moans drowned by the pillow completely displeased Nanami.

“Baby, I want to hear you,” she ordered, but the brown eyes only denied, embarrassed. “I don’t like it when you get like this, yoko.”

The collision between their bodies began to become less and less frequent, although nanami’s long fingers approached her crotch, playing with her clitoris. Kiyoko looked at her partner over her naked shoulder while releasing small gasps that she could barely articulate.

“Please, N-Nanami,” he groaned with that touch. “I want more.

“Really?” I ask, paying more attention to his clitoris.

“yes, honey. please, I want to feel you inside me -Kiyoko began to move her hips in search of more contact with her partner while she kept begging for attention-. y-yes... more, more”

Nanami began to move her hips defeated, making the feeling of her cock against her affected walls even more exquisite along with her fingers caressing her. her stomach turned, feeling that characteristic sensation that pointed out her early orgasm.

The eldest could feel the incoherent babbling of his partner, resting his chin on his shoulder nanami began to kiss him and whisper things against his neck, close to his ear.

“My good girl,” he growled, feeling like his girlfriend was starting to squeeze his cock. “Are you going to cum, right? Are you going to let me cum on you, baby?”

“Yes, yes, Daddy...” he murmured quietly.

Nanami bit her lip at that nickname: her favorite, although she will never admit it. with her back arched, Kiyoko could feel like her boyfriend’s member pierced her with even more rudeness than other times. cursing and shouting her name again and again, the orgasm of both was present.

“Nanami... -agitated sigh kiyoko, leaning on her back-“

The newly called withdrew his member to be able to see his, now, scruffy girlfriend. without ceasing to see her, two of his fingers sneaked into his sensitive crotch to be able to sweetly caress that part stained by his seed. Kiyoko gasped, sensitive to his slow and hard touches.

In a blink, Nanami put herself between her girlfriend’s legs with her tie in her hands.

“Nanami, what are you doing?” I ask, feeling that fabric around his wrists.

“Enjoy yourself, darling,” he replied. “the night is young and you have to take advantage of it,” he chastely kissed his lips before pushing his hips.

“Nanami! -I scream the one with coppery hair- god, god. Nanami... I’m still sensitive.”

Her boyfriend’s cock was easily deliced inside her thanks to the recent orgasm, kiyoko screamed while nanami growled spreading her legs more, her seed still overflowed from her partner’s sensitive pussy. a guttural moan came out of her throat next to her partner’s name, which was under him totally destroyed.

His wrists in constant movement trying to get away, but at that moment his strength was almost zero. his breasts bounced under the watchful eye of his partner, one of his hands squeezed him gently and the other his thigh, looking for more depth and the pleasure of his partner in an ambitious way.

Despite completely detesting his girlfriend’s cigars, he would be willing to let her continue smoking without dropping any complaint as long as they both ended up this way.