#[which I can't get into for Privacy reasons but Oh Man it's A Lot !!]

[rvs-junk-shop]

Okay Well the Panic-Mode Despair Pit sensation could be a Couple things and is in fact maybe All of them, don't want to Rule Anything Out

[azrakaban]

Mattheo Riddle Headcanons

Just a few little headcanons I have about my husband, loml, Mattheo Thomas Riddle <3 Sidenote: if you're confused, Tom Riddle is fancasted as the son of Voldemort rather than as voldemort himself, because he is too fit to be a noseless vampire xx

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- his favourite colour is gray. The reason behind this is he used to know this really sweet smoke coloured cat when he was little and he used to play with her, so isnce then he finds the colour relaxing

- him and Theodore Nott have been friends since they were really young. Like 3 or something.

- when he was younger, he found a copy of peter pan in a bin somewhere, picked it up and read it. He knew his father would kill him if he found out he was keeping a muggle book, so he hid it and it became his favourite book after reading

- when he was really young, Bellatrix (his mother) taught him and Tom occlumency, to be able to hide secrets from their father. She thought it was important for them to have some kind of privacy.

- he would be an arctic monkeys fan (yes I am aware they were not formed at the time he was at Hogwarts, but if he was gen z he'd love them.)

- he's a cat person, due to being bitten by a dog when he was little (no he does not have rabies and no he is not a furry) but he has a soft spot for bernese mountain dogs because Theo Nott has one)

- when I say he has only got eyes for you, I mean it. This man would rather gauge his eyes out than look at any other girl, he is so incredibly loyal.

- He believed Rodolphus Lestrange was his father up until he saw Rodolphus yell at Bellatrix when he was 11 about him not being his son. It broke him, as up until then he had been Mattheo Lestrange. From then on, he went by Mattheo Riddle.

- love language is physical touch, always with an arm around your waist, fiddling with your hair, kissing your cheek, forehead, temple, nose, lips, anywhere he can reach.

- possessive, but not in a controlling way. He has a fear of abandonment, so he likes to know that you're still his. Seeing other guys/girls look at you worries him a little, but he can't blame them because you are literally gorgeous. (and tbh, I don't think he's ever gonna have a problem with you looking at someone else, because he's perfection.)

- would give up anything for you, and gave up smoking immediately after starting to like you.

- absolutely in love with you. I cannot stress this enough, but this man is head over heels, for you, and only you.

- has a soft spot for you. When you first met/saw him, you thought he seemed emotionally unavailable (which he was, besides joking with friends tbh) but that changed for you, he was kind, and even vunerable when he asked you out, although still prefers to keep his emotions to himself.

- just a lil thing, but th Riddle family is RICH RICH so he is always buying you gifts even if you insist he shouldn't spend so much on you.

- when I say this guy would get a dog for you, I must make you understand how HUGE this is. He HATES dogs, so this is a huge thing for him. PLEASE APPRECIATE IT!!!

- would get into fights all the time (check out previous one shot No More Fights pleeeease x) over you, for you, and with you. If you got into a fight he'd be at the sidelines cheering you on like the supportive love he is >>>>

- nicknames. Oh my god, he has so many for you, muggle references are a speciality of his for some reason. Boojiboo, Darling, Angel, Princess, baby, and his person favourite: LOVE. Love this, love that, he uses it more than your actual name.

- he has reading glasses. he absolutely hates them, but you think they make him look cute and kinda smart (which he does, picture it, trust me)

- he reads a lot. Back at his house his room is next to their library so he can have easier access to it.

- he loves astrology. He knows all the constellations, the planets, and takes you on stargazing dates

- he smells like pinewood and fire. Just a really relaxing, wintery scent

- He HATES Summer. absolutely loves winter and autumn, but summer is just horrible to him. he hates the heat and bugs mostly, but he also hates the holidays because he's away from you and his friends

- went to a lot of pureblood balls/dances when he was young and is a very good dancer.

- doesn't have the closest relationship with Tom, who is two years older than him (same year as the Weasley twins), but he can go to Tom if he needs help with anything, whether it be homework to planned Arson :)

- he has a gorgeous morning voice. all gravely but still sounds beautiful

- he loves pretending to be asleep infront of you, and deliberately pretends to say your name in his sleep to see you smile when he "wakes up" and you tell him

- he's an early bird other than when he's really tired. If you wake up before him, you're not getting out of bed for hours, he's keeping you right there with him, hugging you tightly to him to prevent your escape. (not that you'd want to)

- if he sees you're nervous, he gives you his hand to fiddle with and you play with his fingers. if it doesn't help, he takes your hands in his and squeezes them gently.

- makes really good pancakes and waffles. He had them first at Theodore's house, and Theo's mum taught him how to make them.

- he's very good with kids, surprisingly. You once managed to snap a photo of him wearing a plastic tiara and now use it as leverage in arguments ;)

- he has big brother energy, and a lot of it. After the battle of Hogwarts, when Delphini was very little, he helped raise her to the best he could with help from Tom, the other Slytherins and Narcissa Malfoy. If you were comfortable with it, Delphini would be really close with you and see you as a big sister/brother/sibling <3 you guys would look after her and raise her to not carry out the events written in the cursed child.

- continuing with big brother stuff, he helps out the first years with homework and stuff when they need it.

- if people aren't listening when he's talking, he doesn't yell, just stops talking

- he's not agressive while drunk, like ever. Infact, total opposite. It. Is. Hilarious. He loosens up entirely. Trying to get you to ballroom dance with him, tripping over his feet. He'll go full on Shakira until you have to drag him out of the room. One time you gave him a hug while drunk but he didn't recognise you so he said "sorry, I have a girlfriend/boyfriend/partner" ���� then realised it was you and pulled you back into the hug.

- he loves scary movies, naturally, but he's actually a sucker for a good rom com if it's actually good. I'm not talking boring predictable ones, genuinely good ones.

- if he was gen Z, he would be a huge marvel fan. don't try to convince me otherwise. not collecting merch and stuff, but seeing every movie within the week it comes out.

- before you two started dating he kept listening to Conan Gray (yes I'm a huge Conan fan so may be a little biased and I know conan was not singing then but anywayyyyy) his favourite song was Heather, because he didn't know if you reciprocated his feelings, but when you got together, he gave you his sweater on the third of December. I'm so proud of him.

- he's more of a cooker than a baker to be honest, he'd bake with you, but other than that he'd steer clear of sweet treats.

- he's fluent in French, Spanish and Italian as well as English. He wanted to learn Latin as well when he was younger, but didn't have time so is learning it now.

- he wears converse a lot. don't even argue with me please, I am right. (you can quote me on that to your family if needed guys)

- he loves photography and taking long walks in nature to get photos. If you were comfortable with it, he'd use you as his muse, styling you into his photos and capturing your beauty perfectly.

- DIMPLES

- He can play guitar. Simping.

- loves spicy food, literally obsessed with it.

- his biggest fear is getting the dark mark. he doesn't want anything to do with his father, and only took the name Riddle so as not to be an insult to rodolphus.

- anytime you say "I'm proud of you" he silently pulls you into a hug. he hasn't heard those words enough, so the fact that you have said it just completes him.

- drops anything for you if you need him.

- man child. he needs your attention at least five times a day.

- big spoon. You will never ever be big spoon, it is his role, he has assigned it to himself and is very protective of it.

[barblaz-arts]

Stephanie Beatrice had played my 3 favorite characters (Rosa Mirabel and Vaggie) and since I watched Encanto and B99 I have my head canon that Vaggie have both Rosa and Mirabel personalities.

Any way, I just want to know what is your head canon or theory about her? ( specifically about Lute calling her weak and why the other exorcist hate her)

Since she is your girl, I would love to read your essay about her.(I’m joking you don’t have to write that much I just like to read your post)

Thank you

"My girl"... Am I just "that one artist who's the biggest Vaggie stan" to you guys? (I won't mind it!)

Oh man! I do have some ideas! A lot of my headcanons were already kinda sorta mentioned in my fic/art tho, so sorry if you're not getting a lot of new info

- I have this headcanon that Vaggie's always been "softer" than the other Exorcists, which is what I assume Lute meant when she said she "always knew [Vaggie] was weak". I know it probably has more to do with how little time each episode has, but what if Lute was so ready, already behind Vaggie when she let that kid go, because she knew this wasn't the first time Vaggie spared a sinner? Maybe that was just the first time Lute actually caught her. Maybe she's always had her suspicions, when Vaggie's kill count would lower every year, and she'd sometimes find Vaggie saying a sinner got away somehow despite cornering that demon moments ago.

- although she's gotten used enough to her lack of depth perception when it comes to her hand eye coordination, especially when fighting, i like to think her reading ability could never truly go back to the way it used to be, so she has trouble reading/ writing/texting (if you notice, i always showed instances of this in my fic ;> )But because she's the hotel manager she still has to deal with them because of paperwork and shit, so she has prescription glasses that help. I'd wanted to include a scene in the First Guest where Vaggie almost cries after seeing Charlie thru the glasses for the first time, because she didn't think Charlie could be any more beautiful, but i scrapped the idea because I couldn't expand the concept enough to an actual scene that could be relevant to the overall fic. I probably should have just mentioned it in a paragraph or something, but by the time i remembered id already posted the chapter I intended to add it in. Maybe I'll use it for another fic.

- she prefers femme clothing so she doesn't really have a reason to do this, but she learned how to do all kinds of ties so that she could do Charlie's whenever

- she grew her hair to compensate for her lost wings

- she wasn't exactly a great cook before she Fell, but she was pretty capable when she lived alone in Heaven. Cooking for Charlie tho gave her the motivation to get better and actually enjoy it

- an angel trait that she could never truly abandon is being a stickler for rules. She's very strict on everyone and herself with these things, within reason. So even when she and Charlie started dating, she insisted that they can't sleep together until they've had their third date. When they're on the clock, they have to be professional and avoid flirtatious advances in front of staff and guests. Charlie didn't mind because she prefers privacy too.

- Vaggie's physical appearance slightly changed gradually the longer she stayed in hell. As an angel, her sclera was paler, her incisors duller, and her skin grayer. But as time passed, her sclera got more and more peach/pink, fangs sharper, and skin more purple toned

- i still like to think that Vaggie's old backstory back when only the pilot was out (having died in 2014 in her early twenties who worked as a sex worker in El Salvador) was still true. Maybe it's just because I've liked Chaggie since pilot, and I've grown really attached to that backstory. I also just really don't want Vaggie to be Heavenborn for some reason. Among the cast she just seems the most grounded to reality to me, so having her revealed to have never been human and born "divine" just doesn't seem right to me. I also just think it'd be cute and funny if it turns out she's chronologically the youngest in the hotel even tho she's basically everyone's strict not-mom.

- idgaf what Adam says, I wanna think that "Vaggie" is short for "Evangeline". I used to have these 2 coworkers in their late 50's to 60's who had Evangeline as their government name, but one of them goes by "Vanj" and the other "Vajee". Being older Filipino women who aren't really too fluent in English, they never thought there was anything wrong with that when they grew up with their nicknames. I like to think that the case was the same if Vaggie used to be human. I'm not sure how common English is in El Salvador, but I'm willing to bet it's possible she could have been given that nickname as a kid by an older family member who didn't know a lot of English. Also Evangeline makes more sense to have been the name of an angel cmon now...

[lieutenantfloyd]

This is purely self indulgent but I can't stop thinking about Konig x modest! Reader.

Like he truthfully wouldn't think much of your appearance or anything at first. Because of his scars and such, he thinks it’s unfair to base his attractions to people based on their appearance. Konig truly only cares about his partners personally and how they treat him.

It's as you start to grow closer that he actually begins to notice the ways in which you’re different from others. It’s starts with him seeing how you you go out of your way to treat people with kindness. Then he notices how you avoid revealing and form fitting clothes when you take him shopping with you one afternoon. He admires how naturally these things come to you and how truthful you are to yourself despite what other people could think of you.

And if you veil (for religious reasons or otherwise) he thinks it's the absolute cutest thing in the world! His adoration towards you would also slowly change the way he thought about himself. Overtime he'd begin to see wearing his own mask as a sign of pride because it reminds him of you :)

At some point he’d complain about how hot he gets under his mask when he’s deployed in warmer climates. Because you have compiled a seperate modest wardrobe just for the summer time, you’d suggesting he try making a mask out of breathable fabrics like cotton or jersey.

This is how Konig becomes so interested in everything that goes into your outward appearance. If you’re getting ready for a outing together he’ll sit on your bed and watch you intently. He’ll have so many questions but he asks them with only the purest intentions. When he asks if you do a certain step in your routine for a specific purpose he expects a fully detailed response.

After doing some research on his own, he'll shyly ask you about your specific definition of modesty, and then confess how much he admires you and that he’d like you to help him become more modest too. He’d be overjoyed when you agree, and wants to begin everything immediately.

Due to your own experience with the male gaze/general public you're naturally very understanding of his privacy which means a lot to him. Ironically, he loves to take pictures of and with you, so long as his face is mostly obscured.

With his trauma from being bullied, he’ll grow really protective of you. Good luck to anyone who comments on your appearance/beliefs/morals, especially if they’re also in KORTAC. Because he’s travels all around the world, he always keeps his eyes peeled for clothing and accessories that you'd like. Due to his busy schedule you won’t hear from his often when he’s away on missions, but you will get random texts like "Look, Schatz! I found the perfect summer dress for you! I made sure it has perfect sleeves for you!!".

Speaking of which, Konig absolutely loves to coordinate outfits. He thinks it’s cute how put together you both look, with the added bonus of no one questioning if you’re single/who you’re with. Because of this he also comes to love dressing you up. He’ll raid your ever growing closet and meticulously plan outfits for you. Over time you you practically become his living doll.

He has major hang ups around social media, but he’ll create a Instagram/pinterest account (that he leaves blank) solely to find outfit inspiration for you both.

Takes up sewing, at first to help you mend any broken items you have but soon starts making his own garments because it’s hard to find clothes he likes to wear in his size. Oh, and If you get a new veil/head covering, he’ll insist that you buy two so he can turn one into his "everyday" mask :)

He also learns how modesty is so much more than just how you dress, and he commits himself to being a better, kinder person when he’s not in the field. He asks you to guide him through this while also (gently) holding him accountable when he messes up.

Overall Konig wants to become the man he thinks you deserve, and while he knows he’ll never be perfect he’s committed to trying his best. He'd be so soft with you and always wants you to feel very cared for :)

[doe-eyed-fool]

Fallen {Chapter Twenty Six}

Alastor x (Fem)Reader

It had been a few weeks after that wonderful day. Alastor and I had decided to keep our new relationship just between us for now. This all happened so suddenly, we were still trying to catch up ourselves. We didn't think we wanted everyone to know so soon.

Or anyone else at that, especially the overlords of Hell. If they knew, it could bring trouble to both me and Alastor. So for now until further notice, this relationship would be our little secret.

Though, Alastor found it hard to contain himself. He was around me before, but now, he was practically tied to my hip. He would always stand so close to me around the other, and when no one was paying attention, he'd let his hand rest on my lower back comfortingly. Aside from little things like that, we wouldn't make much effort to be so publicly affectionate.

However, when it was just the two of us. Things couldn't have been sweeter. Alastor would always have his hands on mine, holding me close, which would turn into a slow dance between us.

Alastor would have loved nothing more to announce to all of Hell, his love for me proudly. But knew better than to do something so impulsive. So he kept his love private, and just for me.

I wasn't any better. I slowly grew more and more use to being in a relationship again, and I couldn't be happier. I had hoped I didn't come off as too clingy whenever I was around Alastor, though, he's never said anything about it. If anything, he welcomed it.

I was so touched to know he trusted me enough to be so intimate with him. He never once rejected my touch, as he would for a stranger.

I trusted him as well. To never betray my love, to never hurt me. And so far, he's been nothing but loyal and true to his word.

"Y/n? I have a question for you." Alastor says as he turns away from his radio set up. "Yes?" I ask, approaching him. Alastor rests his hands on my hips, a kind smiling forming on his lips. "I know this might come off as sudden or improper but...How would you feel about moving in with me?"

"Move in with you?" I repeat. "You want me to move in with you?" I couldn't help but smile. "I do." Alastor hums swaying me slightly, in an almost waltz fashion. I giggle. "If you wouldn't mind it, I would be happy to."

"Oh, my darling." Alastor pulls me closer to him. "Of course I don't mind. I'll have whatever you need moved right away."

"I just have one request." I tell him. "What's that?" Alastor asks. "Make sure your shadow friends respect my privacy." I say jokingly. I had gotten the chance to become familiar with Alastor's shadow, and learning there were plenty more shadows and minions creeping around unseen. Ready to be summoned at any moment by their master.

Alastor chuckles. "Noted."

"Good." I say before resting my head on his chest. I then let out a light sigh. "Is something the matter?" Alastor gazed down at me with a questioning look. "Just thinking..." I mutter. "About what?" Asked Alastor. I take a moment before answering.

"How I wished it was you I met when I was alive, instead of him..."

Alastor hums. "I don't think you'd want that. I wasn't a good man, you know. I believe I've told you of my hobbies in my living days."

"I guess." I shrug. "Would I have been one of those unfortunate souls you enjoyed hunting?" Alastor takes my chin with his fingers, and gently made me face up at him. "I would have perused you, yes...But not for the reasons you're thinking." I let out an airy laugh. "How romantic."

"I am an expert at it, after all." Alastor says jokingly. "You're not too bad." I start. "You're treating me quite well, for someone who's never been in a relationship before."

"Well, I feel it's common sense to treat your partner with love and respect." Alastor chuckles.

"A lot of people don't know that." I say. "Thankfully, I managed to find someone who does. Even if he is a murderous, cannibalistic, demon from hell."

"It can't get much better than that." Alastor adds with a smirk. I laugh. "No, I don't think it does."

Later that day, Alastor had did as he promised and moved my stuff to his home. It was rather easy, considering he could do it with just a snap of his fingers. I was happy to start living with Alastor. I'd always be with him now, I'd get to see him everyday. And I didn't have to hide my true appearance anymore.

At least not while I was staying there. Leaving the house and going to the hotel was a different story.

I removed my necklace and looked into the mirror. It's been a minute since I've seen my real self. As I transformed, a few of my feathers fell from my wings. "Again?" I ask myself. I run my hands through my wings, a few more fell out into my grasp. "What is going on?" I mutter.

Alastor then walked into the room. "Hello, my baby!" He greeted me in a sing-song fashion. He then noticed the confused, and slightly concerned, look on my face. "Is something wrong?" He asks, approaching me.

"My feathers are falling out." I answer, showing him the few feathers in my hand. He took one and examined it. "How odd. Do angels molt?" He asks. I shake my head. "No. Maybe...it's stress? But, what could I be stressed about?"

"Well, this is a big step in our relationship. Perhaps you're a little anxious, moving from one place to another." Alastor suggests. "I guess?" I say with a shrug. "I'm not going to worry about this. It might make it worse if I do." I sigh.

"It's probably best if you didn't. For now at least. But in the meantime..." A mischievous grin formed on Alastor's face. Before I knew what was going on, I was being lifted up and carried to a near by love seat. I was sat on his lap, as he held me close.

"I demand affection!"

"But I need to finish unpacking." I protest. "Later." Alastor said simply before gently pressing my head to his chest. I roll my eyes playfully before snuggling into him. "You're lucky I love you."

When I felt Alastor tense is when I realized what I had just said. My eyes went wide and my heart stopped a second before picking up. I open my mouth to say something, but Alastor beat me to it.

"You love me?"

His tone of voice when he asked that, was one I never heard from him before. Quiet and unsure, as if he heard me wrong, or that I didn't mean it.

My face was hot, my heart racing. Guess there was no taking it back now. Not that I would. I did mean it after all.

"I do." I say softly, looking up at him. "I know that might be sudden, but, I really do love you Alastor. You make me so happy."

Alastor leaned down to plant a kiss onto my head. "I love you too." He says quietly. I smile brightly before taking his face with my hands. "Then kiss me properly." I laugh. Alastor didn't hesitate to do just that.

After a minute or two, we parted. Alastor just stared at me for a while, his eyes held mine in a soft gaze. "I'd love you in just about any form my dear, but the real you..." He took my hand and kissed it. "You take my breath away."

"Alastor, you flirt." I say jokingly, trying to ignore the heat pooling in my cheeks. "It's true." Alastor says, kissing my wrist next. He then left a trail of kisses up my arm, to my shoulder. "Anyone would be a blind fool to disagree." I was sure my face was red now, steam might as well have been spouting from my ears.

He kissed up my shoulder to my collar bones, then to my neck. It wasn't a sexual gesture, Alastor has made his feelings clear about things like that. No, this was a gentle and loving gesture. Just as passionate, just as intimate.

"Alastor..." I sigh softly. "Mon chér." Alastor whispers.

The moment was suddenly interrupted by a knock at the door. Alastor drew away from me, alert, as he held me tight. His shadow then formed next to him. "Go see who it is, and come right back to tell me." Alastor instructed. The shadow nodded before sinking into the floor once again.

"Alastor? What is it?" I ask in a hushed tone. "No one should know how to reach this place..." He answered, eyes narrowing in suspicion. Within seconds, his shadow returned. "Well?" Alastor prompts.

His shadow spoke, I couldn't understand what it was saying. Though Alastor knew, as his expression turned from cautious to slightly annoyed. "I see." He mutters. He then sets me aside on the love seat before standing.

"Apologies, my love. I'll be right back." Before he left, he summoned my necklace and handed it to me. "Just in case." He says before walking away. I put the necklace on, and watched in confusion as he made his way out of the room.

Alastor walked to the front door and opened it, he looked down to see a familiar face. "Hiya Al!" Standing before him, was his oldest friend. "Mimzy." He greets simply. "How did you get here?" He asks. Mimzy raises an eyebrow before sighing. "Figures, you wouldn't remember." She says with a roll of her eyes. "You brought me here after getting drunk off your keester. Remember? You tried teleporting three different times, before you came back to my lounge and whined for me to help you home?"

Alastor's grin strained, his eye twitched slightly. "Ah...I see..."

"And speaking of getting drunk, I brought your favorite!" Mimzy takes a bottle of liquor from her purse and handed it to Alastor. She then walks past him into the house. "You would not believe the night I had." She starts to ramble. Alastor accepted the situation and closed the front door, following and listening to the shorter woman.

"This bum thought he could pull a fast one on me, and not pay for his drinks. Well, I told him otherwise and and had Vinny and Johnny take care of him. Got my money alright, and even a hefty tip."

She goes on. "Al, I just don't understand it. Where did all the gentlemen go? Huh? It seems like you're the only one with any class! All these losers down here ain't got nothing better to do than to try and scam and disrespect a poor little lady, such as my self!"

Alastor hummed, barely paying much attention as he walked with her.

"Alastor? Is everything alright?"

Alastor and Mimzy turned their attention to me. I was standing in the doorway of the living room, when my eyes landed on the small flapper girl. Who was this?

"My, my Al!" Mimzy looks to me then to Alastor. "And here I thought you weren't about this kind of thing." She approaches me. "Hiya, the name's Mimzy. Who might you be, doll?"

"Y/n." I answer. "Y/n, what a pretty name. Now tell me, what in hell have you been doing hiding from me all this time? The the first I hear Alastor's found himself a woman, and I'm only just now finding out." She then turns to Alastor.

"And you Al, how could you not introduce me sooner?"

"Y/n." Alastor starts. "This is Mimzy, I believe I've told you about her." Ah. So this was that Mimzy.

"You have, have ya?" Mimzy smirks. "Better be all good things." I nod my head. "Yes, all good things." I confirm. "And, things that the police wouldn't like hearing." Mimzy's eyebrows shot up. "You told her?" She asks. "I want no secrets between us, of course I told her." Said Alastor.

"I can't say I'm fine with it, but, I know better than to worry about Alastor hurting me. And, really he's done nothing but help me since I arrived in Hell. He's even protected me against someone that shall not be mentioned." I tell her.

"Mhm." Alastor hums lightly. "Y/nhas been rather pleasant to be around. As you might imagine, we didn't click at first. But now, there is no separating us."

"I dare anyone to try..." He says with a static filled growl.

"I never thought I'd see the day." Mimzy murmurs. "Alright Al, you better take good care of her. You too missy. Al is a good friend of mine, I don't want his heart getting broken." Alastor walks to my side and wraps an arm around my waist. "I wouldn't dream of it."

"Same here." I say, leaning into him.

"Oh, aren't you two just the cutest!?" Mimzy squeals. "Oh, we have got to get together some time! Maybe at my lounge?" She suggests. "That sounds lovely, however, we are keeping our relationship as private as we can. I wouldn't want any attention drawn to us, and create a potential problem." Alastor tells her. But Mimzy waves it off like nothing.

"I have private rooms just for that. Come on, you won't have anything to worry about!" She says, then looks at me. "What do you think, Y/n?" She asks. I give it some thought. "Well, it does sound nice. As long as you promise we won't be seen."

"Then it's a date! Consider everything taken care of, ya lovebirds!"

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[neoyi-backstreetback]

Aephorul/Resh'an, 4, 10, 15, 20!

And Marine/Prima, 2, 13

*cracks knuckles* Let's start with Marine and Prima since there's less of that.

2) who says “I love you” more?

Honestly, both of them would be equally sharing that role, but in significantly different ways. Marine is much more outwardly and while it's not always a direct "I love you!" He is far, far, far more affectionate about it. That is, in a very blatant, glomping/planting dramatic kisses/locking-arms-out-in-public kinda way. He's a french robot, what'd ya expect?

Prima tends to be more subtle. He prefers the quiet "I love yous" in the privacy of their home (well, space ship in this case.) He tends to wordlessly wrap his arms around Marine or give him reassuring pecks on the forehead whenever Marine is sad or something like that. I personally like writing where the two don't necessarily say "I loves you" at the drop of a hat, but express it in their own ways through gestures and spoken reassurances/affections.

And without delving too much into spoiler territory, Prima would be the kind to softly tell Marine he loves him when the latter is asleep, for reasons I can't say yet since we're not at that part in the story.

13) who gives the most compliments?

This is the only one on the answer list that I did not draw art for, partially because after drawing everything else on this blog post, I started getting tired and partially because I could not really think of what to draw with Marine and Prima specifically for this piece.

The answer is, both would, but again, in their own ways. When Marine is especially happy Prima did something he likes, that bot is gonna be super giddy and enthusiastic with his compliments. Prima would dish out his more casually with a thumbs up; kinda like a "eyyy, that was the ritz, Fish Bot."

Okay, now for Resh'an and Aephorul.

4) who swears more?

Aephorul.

Resh'an tend to swear when prompted more than anything.

10) who usually makes dinner?

In his younger, pre-immortal days, Resh'an was a prince, so he had personal chefs literally cooking for him everyday, so dude never learned a damn thing. Obviously, also being a guy hyperfixated in alchemy meant he'd ignore food for hours at a time and sustain on coffee and whatever meals his servants left him that he only shoved into his mouth hole when he realized that, oh right, eating and drinking is what keeps you focused and not feel like dying.

Aephorul isn't a master chef by any means, but constantly traveling alone for so long and surviving harsh conditions meant he learned to cook what he could. We're talking camping, wilderness survivor levels, so he knows how to skin rabbits, pluck feathers from birds he's shot, and gut fishes he's killed. Most of them are just roasted over an open fire. Everything else is food he'll have bought from any towns and cities he's in and often ones that'll last, like dried sausages or cheese. ...He can fry eggs, but boiling them means he can store them to be munched on later.

Aephorul did try to teach Resh'an how to cook (survival and all), but it basically boiled down to Aephorul just doing most of it himself when it became clear that man would be likely to burn a house down with his lethal handling of a frying pan.

Post-immortal, Aephorul has an army of minions from all across the multiverse who often serve him food, half of which he doesn't really eat anyway because he just has a lot of work to do. Though the ones he does eat, he's actually very grateful for it. Aephorul genuinely has fond memories dining out in restaurants and bars in his travels, so he likes eating whenever he has the time. Sometimes, he actually will eat with his minions because he liked the bustling sounds of a busy bar in his youth. Aephorul doesn't really say much, he just lets Barma'thazel or the Acolytes chat about what Kevin's been doing to the office fern the other day or if any of them signed the card for Carol's retirement party.

Resh'an, being the kind of guy with a lot of time on his hands and genuinely appreciate of the world(s) around him, did eventually learn to cook and especially bake (hey, it's mixing ingredients, just like alchemy) which would prove useful a few times...........................but largely never really did make good use of it in favor of the truly heinous amount of take out he ends up ordering instead due to his literal centuries holed up in his library cave doing spacetime research and the shitton of endless money he can alchemy up whenever he damn well wants to pay for his umpteenth Chipotle burrito.

15) who isn’t afraid to embarrass the other in public?

Technically both. Aephorul, usually when he's the most angry; Resh'an if Aephorul pushed his buttons enough. There have been MOUNTAINS of arguments between the two of them out in public before they learned to at least STOP TIME so they could conduct their bitchfest without prying eyes or ears.

Pre-immortal days, it was usually Resh'an embarrassing Aephorul, but in a very affectionate way. In spite of being, like, 20, Resh'an would do that shit where kids would pull someone's pigtails or poke them with a pencil as a sign that they liked them. Past Resh'an would absolutely do that to Aephorul when they were slowly getting to know each other. Aephorul found it annoying, but damn it, he could not stop blushing at that guy For Some Reason.

Resh'an did stop eventually, largely because he outgrew it. Running away from home and learning to adapt to life outside a palace took the spoiled child out of him relatively quickly.

20) who is more ‘physically passionate’? (hugs, kisses, or maybe more…)

Aephorul without a doubt. And absolutely out in public. He will smother that man with kisses, hugs, and minor inappropriate touching until someone complained and the two of them would be escorted out of the park because damn it, they were warned about this.

Resh'an tries to put a stop to it before it gets too far and maintain some decorum, but he secretly feels validated that Aephorul, after millennia after millennia, has never stopped loving him. Resh'an adores the affection, he just won't admit it.

[hello-naptiime]

Hi gang

I see were talking about Jonathan Piss ass ToiletJon again

And as someone who was fucking THERE, WORKING FOR HIM WHEN EVERYTHING DROPPED

Oh my FUCKING GOD AM I SO PISSED OFF.

Welcome to my rant/vent

Mutuals look away Im sorry

Tw// for grooming and manipulation. General gross things in that area

Also Jinbop.

First of all Ashlie and Jon did was gross, but where Jon failed at literally everything Ashlie succeeded.

When the news dropped of what happened in 2017 Jon made a fucking video of him crying like a little man child, and then pressed charges (also doxxed himself like an idiot) WHICH IS INSANE BEHAVIOR. Even in his written respone he was only making excuses.

At that time I was in very close connection with him, I was on his build team, I played multiple games with him. He would come into vc and hang out with us for several hours, you could consider us friend maybe! I wouldnt.

But I was at the very least in a lot of personal servers.

So when things dropped I knew almost all of the behind the scenes BULLSHIT that was happening. How everyone waited for it to blow over and stuck by him. (I got kicked out of servers too cause people knew i was against him but I was still told everything by friends who were still in there)

Then February happened. And so much more, much worse things got exposed. From only his end. I won't mention who was involved, out of privacy reasons and because I dont want to drag them into this. But holy shit dude everyone left him after that. It was over, his gross behavior with minors (included me now that i think about, sir why are you calling me and my friends cute we are 15-) His awful and manipulative behavior with people he finds useful, how he treats his teams

. He never credited anything, I made his goddamn Dimensions s2 designs, Eddie made the skins. Only Eddie was mentioned, once on a stream.

Eddie also made designs and skins for Rosethorn, and got credited in video no less.

Its not that hard and yet!

The main point is

He was still acting in 2020, the incident was in 2017. And he was acting like this, in late 2020. Into 2021.

I wanted him to get better. I really did, I had been hyperfixated on this group of people for years it hurt a lot.

But its been almost three years and he infact has stayed the same!

He is a grown ass man acting like a toddler on a public twitter account, what makes this man some one to respect in any sort of way.

Theres so much more shit I know about this man, that I can't fucking say because of the people involved not giving me permission too. And I respect that. Thats their story to tell.

Now ashlie on the other hand.

Ashlie made a concise apology and owned up to her actions, shit she made sure not to happen again. She went to fucking therapy, she broke off that relationship first and has made so much effort to distance herself from that and apologize everyday of her life.

She went to therapy after breaking things off, and she went again after the callout just to double fucking check she wasnt a horrible person.

She initially handled everything that happened in 2017 in private, like youre supposed to do. Not have a public twitter meltdown. And in late 2020 still handled mostly everything privately. She wrote out a full explanation and apology that is still very visible on her yt channel, not her twt her full 100k subscriber yt channel

I THINK, THATS GROWTH and she should be respected for that. She's actively changed as a person from the 20yr that made mistakes

And what's crazy is that Max and Ross still make youtube videos with her.

Max and Ross, YKNOW. The people who made sure fucking Jinbop got arrested and stomp Sky's name into the fucking ground for the shit that Sky did. I 100% trust those two to make a decision about a person in their circle when theyre doing some FUCKED SHIT.

IN FACT, THEY DID DROP ASHLIE WHEN THE ALLEGATIONS CAME OUT. SHE WAS IMMEDIATELY KICKED OUT OF EVERYTHING INVOLVING THEM

And they came back. They came back and started making new things and videos with her, Ross is an active participant in almost all of her videos.

I think that speaks wonders about her.

Don't drag her name through the ground I respect that woman and all of her endeavors in the future, she has more than made up for the fact.

Jon is still an awful person, and I dont think he will ever change. He's had more than ample time to and acts like whinny child on Twitter. Actively tries to pull nostalgia bait on his dying yt channel and mocks his ex "friends'" work. I want him gone from the youtube sphere and to get an actual life.

[dairy-farmer]

I've seen it done exactly once in an ABO fic but it was GRIPPING and I think you'd love it? And this is just my take on the themes/troupes cause "Nice~👍🎉💖"? Vaguely Gothic Horror but Modern Bats! Mixed with a Civilian Tim Au! Where Tim doesn't know Bruce is batman. Oh sure he knows the Brucie Mask is fake as hell, has since he was super tiny, but NOT what he's hiding! What ANY of them are.

And the Bats are urban legends, the wealthy scoff, you don't REALLY believe there is some sort of Bat Creature running around Gotham? (Wayne tech makes the finest video scrambling tech not on the market. It will never BE on the market.) Tim of course knows there IS, but really... since his parents died? He's more concerned with keeping Drake Industries afloat. People don't have a lot of confidence in young teenage CEOs. Or even barely legal CEOs.

He's been swamped. Yet Brucie "I basicly OWN half of Gotham yet everyone thinks I'm a harmless himbo" Wayne has been religiously sending him invites to every event he hosts. As though Tim wouldn't have been eaten ALIVE and had Drake Industries stolen from him, before now. But he can't put it off any more. He's run out of fires to put out, as it were.

People are starting to ask when they'll see him at the next event. If he's, for some unthinkable reason, AVOIDING dear Brucie Wayne. The beloved brainless prince of Gotham. Both PR and HR would strangle him to death with his own insides if he said he was.

So he goes. Puts on his best GNC suit, those touches of jewelry, a bit of scent you can't tell if it's perfume or cologne etc. And he goes to be the little Dragon of Gotham. Tries to avoid getting to close to the looming, masked by only their own faces, CLEARLY hiding something Wayne's.

He fails.

Of course he does. Bruce gets him alone. Knows that Tim knows his Brucie Mask is fake. Knows a LOT more then he should, actually. Has been trying to get a hold of him since his parents accident. To foster him of course. (And in the beginning that really WAS all Bruce wanted to do. But Tim was so, so clever. Kept escaping and proving himself and fighting. Bruce was watching, ready to step in and take over. Them moment never came though. But Bruce has grown so... attached. He WANTS to take care of his boy. This brilliant soft young man, untouched by the vigilante life.)

Tim mentally calls bullshit. There is HUNGER in those eyes. And? Just as Bruce is pulling the "you know... Wayne Industries has been VERY interested in some of your company's current projects, we should sex about it." Purr and loom routine? They get interrupted by the one and only Gotham's Golden Pretty Boy: Dickie Grayson. And oh shit! Same too toothy fake smile, same hunger in the eyes, weird tension between him and Bruce. Tim takes his chance to escape.

But for SOME reason? After that party? He CANT seem to escape! (It's cause they're Bats. Professional Ninja Stalkers.) Showing up everywhere, knowing too much, circling tighter and tighter like sharks he's not entirely sure he even WANTS to fight. No one has ever been this into him. There are enough red flags to bury men alive.

He might be into that.

And they DO watch him everywhere! Both mundane life, work, and getting off when he should be in what is the privacy of his own home. They fantasize about it, about him. There are GIFTS.

Then? Oh dear, one rainy, rainy night... as he needs to fetch something from the old Manor he grew up in... which is RIGHT next to Wayne Manor? For some UNKNOWN reason his car blows a tire as it passes near their gate! Well he can't drive like THAT! And it is so VERY late! Guess he has no choice but to stay the night now.

And if the sneak a bit of pollen into his food? Well they FINALLY have their Tim HOME. Where he belongs! He'd love being part of the family, being loved, taken care off, not ALONE anymore. But they have such a limited amount of time to convince him. To open him up to the idea that being around them feels good. That they'll take care off him. The second the rain stops, he'll flee again back to lonely penthouse and isolated life. They HAVE too!

So they make him feel good. Brain meltingly good. Mouths and fingers and toys and more. They have his phone and work computer, it'll be easy to impersonate him for a while and shoulder some of that work for their boy while they convince him. They have NO idea how he got dosed they lie, but they care so much, love their Tim so much they'll GLADLY help him through it. Won't tell a soul, promise! They got you little bird, they got you~♡

i might have a fic rec for this!!!! it's incomplete but a very good civilian tim and bats/tim fic!!!!!!!!!!!!

its called the rapture, it's a hunger

the idea of the bats alll having this kind of possessiveness over tim and doing their best to integrate into his life like he's not desperately suspicious of them and their ulterior motives is so good!!!! tim may not be robin or a bat but he can still pick up and sense that things aren't fully pure and innocent from these waynes that act VERY suspicious towards him in particular. but tim is trapped because its him against basically a miniature army who all have an obsessive streak 😭

[americas1suiteheart]

speaking of Atlas, maybe you should do an Atlas x Reader possibly?🤭

Why of course I can! I'm doing headcannons for him instead though if that's alright! (Totally didn't push this off for a day and then immediately write it after, oops! Sorry Anon!)

Dating Atlas Would Include...

Atlas (Bioshock) x GN Reader

Notes; I'm going to completely forget the fact that Atlas is in fact Fontaine, hope you enjoy!

Warnings; Violence, smoking, drinking, all that Bioshock fanfic jazz

He's a very caring person, you saw how he helped Jack in the game and how much he talked about saving his "wife" and "child," so you'd assume he'd be the same way towards you.

Not the biggest on PDA, he might hold your hand in public though.

In your own privacy he tries to be as affectionate as possible towards you being you two might not get to be around eachother often.

He definitely loves to hold you in his arms as if your the only thing in the universe, it helps calm him and forget about all the wrong with Andrew Ryan and Rapture.

I'd like to think that the only reason he's not as affectionate in public is because he wants to hold up this tough guy kinda figure so no one thinks he's weak.

He really does love you though. He'd probably do as much as he can for you it's insane. Possibly even as far as, murder? He's just very protective of you, even if you werent stuck in the chaos of Rapture he would still be just as territorial and protective of you.

He's such a great listener. Though he's used to everyone else listening to him as he talks about how to put an end to Ryan, he'll put everything aside to listen to your worries and whats troubling you.

Being It's the early 60s I'd assume he would call you love, sweetheart, darling, and maybe even doll a lot.

He's definitely mentioned marrying you a couple times, yet he's scared of actually moving forward and committing to it because of where you two are stuck.

Not thinking about having kids as he doesn't want them to be born into Rapture and have with all the bad, would wait until you two can get out of there for good.

This man just absolutely adores receiving kisses. Something as small as you giving him a gentle peck on the cheek or even a small kiss on his hands just makes him melt.

He loves giving you kisses as well! He would be one of those guys to kiss you on the hand very often but loves kissing your forehead and your lips. His lips would probably taste of alcohol and cigarettes though.

Probably sings to you when you can't sleep. Id imagine he'd love singing The Ink Spots, Bing Crosby, and Frank Sinatra, its just kinda what I'd assume would be in his vocal range.

Oh boy don't even get me started with his accent. His accent would probably be ever so slightly prominent when he would sing for you. You and I know very well it's one of the things you fell in love with Atlas for.

Loves words of affirmation. He loves when you tell him how good he's doing and to try and not to worry, he'd instantly calm down and maybe even cry?

He definitely has a bad smoking problem there's no denying that, but being It's the 60s and smoking was a fairly common habit, you don't get on about him for it at all.

You and him have definitely gotten in a couple of nasty arguments, most of which were because of the state of Rapture and how little time he would spend with you. Some of which had eventually led to either one of you leaving for the night to have a couple of drinks. But regardless, you two always talk it out and forgive eachother for your own nasty behaviors.

Even through your fights, Atlas is very loyal to you and wouldn't stoop as low as to see the girls in Eve's Garden. As I said he cares very deeply for you and only you, your the only person he fancies at that moment and won't hurt you that way when he's still very much in a relationship with you.

Eventually in the end though, it definitely wouldn't end up working out. Eventually you'll get tired of all that is happening with Atlas and how often he's gone doing work that you'll either leave and avoid him best you can, or you'll tell him yourself. You two definitely aren't good for eachother with Atlas having so much influence over Rapture and you trying to have as much of a quiet life as you can get in Rapture after the downfall, and also with the fights and arguments to never end as long as your together.

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Little bit of angst at the end if you could consider it that, but I'm a sucker for a bad/unhappy ending. Anyways, I hope it's up to your expectations of my writing and I deeply apologize it wasn't an actual fanfiction but I'd figure headcannons are just as fun to read. Bye for now!

[sburbian-sage]

OH great… MY sister contacted you…

MY apologies. I DIDN’T think she was that dedicated to invading my privacy, such that I’D NEED to hide the blogs I VIEW but I GUESS that was a silly thought. I’M NOT sure if blocking her blocks me as well, or if you even can block people asking things anonymously, but if you can and you need to and it does, I’LL UNDERSTAND.

ANYWAY, things have gotten a lot better for me since I MESSAGED you.

WHEN I USED my RAGE powers to make my coplayers [EXPLAIN why you hate me], it was surprising to me just how much of it was easy to disprove, and how few things there were. MY sister has a one-track mind, and believes the things she does very strongly. IT’S very hard to argue with her, but it turns out with more reasonable people, it’s a weakness, because she’ll just repeat the same points over and over even when I DISPROVE them.

ALL I HAD to do in a few cases was point out that WITCH familiar theory wasn’t confirmed, and a lot of them softened on me. IN another case, I SHOWED them what you and I WROTE each other, and a coplayer confessed that they “didn’t know it was racism if it was an alien”. AND once I GOT a few people on my side, the tides started to shift.

SINCE you don’t know, I SHOULD probably tell you that WITCH familiar theory is the idea that WITCHES are likely to have a living representation of their aspect that they need to learn to control- or work with, though she likes to ignore that part- although there’s obviously tons of WITCHES who don’t corroborate this. AND I THINK it’s a stretch to say that I REPRESENTED HOPE in that session anyway.

SO, since I’M SENDING you a message again anyway… I SUPPOSE I HAVE another question for you.

I’VE BEEN doing pretty well at not letting her turn our coplayers against me anymore. BUT the problem is… IT feels like I’M DOING to her what she was doing to me. I CONVINCE them not to listen to her, she gets left out for the entire session… AT first I THOUGH it was for the better, but I’M NOT sure anymore.

I’M STUCK with her, for the foreseeable future. I HAVE to swap over sometimes. IT’S not good that our coplayers are practically down a player half the time. I JUST don’t want her to take everything over again- which she still kind of does anyway, with the quests on our own land.

ANY advice on striking the balance?

I'm glad to hear that things are turning out better for you, buddy. Your weird sister said that you "used Rage commands to turn the others against [her]", but I'm really glad to hear that you only used your powers insofar as you can't be blocked and you only "forced" them to explain what was going on. I've seen less socially adept (or considerate) Rage players use them to just outright solve their social problems, and it always turns sour in the end. You didn't sound very confident in your communicative abilities in your first message, but make sure to put this one on the trophy rack. You earned it.

In regards to Familiar Theory, I will say that this one seems very questionable. As in "this sounds like absolute poppycock, balderdash, and horseshit". SBURB isn't Pokemon, this isn't really a "pets" game. I think most real-world pets are marked for death, in the same way that every non-game construct non-player entity is marked (such as timeclones and the entire population of your homeworld). The only "potential pets" you could find in game would be your Sprite (they leave), a random Consort or Carapacian you adopted (protect them), or... The other players. Which if they consent, sure man, we're all adults-trapped-in-teenagers-bodies here, and it seems like every other replayer out there is a dogboy or doggirl of some sort (this isn't literal). But you obviously don't, and also you two are siblings, so this isn't applicable and may in fact be kinda grody. I guess you could consider the Whisperings to be a "familiar spirit" of sort, but EVERY player has that. There's no real way to square this circle, Witch Theory is bunk. Bunk she believes in, and is using as her reasoning for trying to control you. Which brings us onto the real issue.

Your sister's a real weirdo, man, and maybe a tad abusive. I think your situations are a bit different, in that she was effectively lying about you, to make you appear like some tyrant-in-the-making who would subjugate or kill everyone, all for the purpose of turning you into her weird pet, meanwhile you just explained that this wasn't true and she apparently started verbally blasting people, in the same way she verbally blasted me. I think a certain amount of her current unpopularity is kind of her problem, she could have simply not done any of that stuff. If you're concerned about her wellbeing though (and by extension, yours), there's probably a solution here. I don't think a feelings jam is it, considering that (based on what she said to me) she thinks everyone in the session is enthralled by you and I am the devil to your antichrist. Though certainly, if the other players can be convinced that this drama needs to be put to rest for the good of the session, you could probably socially corner her and try to get at the root of what's going on. She seems to believe that you are indeed evil, selfish, and entitled, despite herself feeling entitled to own you as a pet as a "reward" for surviving a session with you, so if I were to play therapist, I would try aiming at that. The only other advice I have on this front is "try not to look like you are indeed trying to reverse the dynamic so you're top dog". If she makes herself as despised as you were, boo hoo, but if it seems like you're trying to make her seem worse, she could potentially twist it as some Machiavellian 4D chess maneuver. In any case, I think you'll need to build a rapport with and enlist the help of your coplayers.

As far as the non-social situation, I wouldn't worry too much about the swap-outs. It looks like you two share a Land, so you're it's not like one person doing a two-man job. Not to mention, if I remember correctly, whoever isn't in control is asleep, so if she's awake doing Land Quests you can just do Dream Quests and vice-versa. What I would be worried about depends heavily on the dreamself situation. You two share a physical body, but do you also share a dream body? If you do, then no worries. If you do, it might be prudent to make sure that no "unfortunate accidents" happen to your dream body while your physical body is awake/your dream body is asleep and her physical body is asleep/her dream body is awake and holding a knife. If you know what I'm saying. And for that matter, how the fuck does god-tiering work at all? Have you ever done it? Has any Cherub documented what happens? Does it stay the same, do you split into two different god players, or does one take over completely? And if the latter, be careful.

I'm sorry I can't be more helpful, but I don't have much experience with this situation. Both "how does being a Cherub interact with the game mechanics", and relatedly this specific flavor of "weird abusive coplayer". I'm not blocking either of you, so feel free to keep hitting me up for advice, or feedback from other members of the community. And for my part, I'll just kind of deal with whatever messages she sends towards me.

[stickthisbig]

Kinktober Day 1

I keep forgetting that October is quite soon after September. Of the day's choices, I have gone with leather kink! Deadlands, Silas/Edie, M, no spoilers, warning for claustrophobia. Also the tag is "s does kinktober" if you'd like to blacklist it.

"Gosh, Miss Edie, I'm awful sorry," Silas says, for the fifth time.

They're well and truly stuck, and the position isn't helping anybody. For complicated reasons, they're in the hull of a riverboat, in a box, one which has tipped to an angle. Silas went in after her, so he's ended up on the top.

"I have to move my leg," Edie says. It's twisted in slightly, and it's becoming incredibly uncomfortable, maybe to the point of injury.

"Whatever you need to do," Silas says. "How can I help?"

"I think I just have to-" Edie says, and she struggles a little, but there's just enough room. She ends up with her legs spread, knees on the other side of his thighs. He tries to stay back, but with the angle of the box, it doesn't work.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Edie," Silas says again.

"It's alright," Edie says.

Edie tries to ground herself, and she isn't very successful. She gets as far as things she can smell, but all she can smell is Silas. More than anything, Silas smells like leather. He had his coat cleaned when they were in town, and something about it riled up the scent, made it smell next to new. Now it's filling up this box they're stuck in, and it smells so incredibly alluring. She breathes him in without even thinking about it; at least it's distracting.

He's very clearly trying not to move, but she can already feel him hard against her. She can't blame him for it; it's natural as anything. She's trying not to blame herself for pushing into it. She has to have some relief, or she'll just die right here.

Neither of them are saying anything, so neither of them admit what starts happening. It can't be helped, it's the way it is. Nothing's betraying them except the soft panting sounds they're making. It's so painfully intimate, even though they're just grinding against each other, nothing in the darkness except the two of them breathing, the smell of leather that's starting to be laced with something else.

"Can I kiss you?" he says, breaking the seal, admitting to it.

She doesn't respond; she puts her hands on his arms, following them up to his head, putting her hands on his face and pulling it towards her. They don't quite connect at first, but it's so worth it when they do. She won't need anything but this, but if they live, it'll be so hard not to go any further.

Edie hears voices, but she's so close that she doesn't register them; she just clutches Silas to her. "Please," she says, and Silas pushes against her harder.

Suddenly there's a loud noise from nearby, and then it's a lot lighter in the box. "As I said, it has to be this one," Nate says. "Oh no."

"What is it?" Delacy says, from further off. "Are they hurt?"

"Oh my," Nate says.

"Can't a man get some privacy?" Silas says, and Edie can see now that he's flushed; it's very appealing, makes her want to press her lips to his skin.

"Let me just close this for you all," Nate says, putting the lid back. "Have a nice time."

"We won't be gone long," Edie says, pulling Silas to her, her hands splayed out on his jacket. 

"Wait until I can take my time on you," Silas says.

"I'm gonna hold you to that," Edie says, but for right now, she just holds him.

[wolves-in-the-world]

hi

so i have been having a thought about this lately, feel free to ignore, if it doesn't fit for you:

anyway, same situation, but trans. (closeted or out (before this situation at least), one or both, any combination, i just think it could add an interesting twist)

i think my favourite version (least angst) is they're both already out, or at least eliot was previously already out but would prefer not to be quite THAT out about it, thank you very much, and quinn doesn't mind either way and is just enjoying the chaos of a good fight and good hitter solidarity (and also does eventually help eliot cover up once the improvised-weapon-instincts stop preventing this from happening)

OH MAN

oh man

okay I have made… so many runs at this in an attempt to either put my Serious Thoughts together in a way that wasn't horrific to read, or focus on the fun stuff only, and friend I'm not sure my brain is playing ball here

(the concept of trans man eliot unfortunately fills my brain with bees - he comes into canon so steeped in The Right Kind Of Masculinity and only softens a little, and reading that as a sort of trans defence mechanism, it's a bit too ouch for me to deal with - and hitters as people who already suffer challenges to their autonomy, imprisonment, Unspecified Horrors... it's just a lot if not handled very lightly and I think there's a reason I haven't played much with transmasc!quinn either.*)

(bees. the reason is bees.)

(ppl who saw my previous occasional trans dick jokes (obligatory why am I like this) may notice they were around all Safe Characters; i don't want to make ppl feel unsafe for the characters in a trans way, at least without warning that I'm delving into that stuff, and for me at least, that's a tricky line to walk.)

I do thank you for the thoughts - it's set cogs spinning in my brain, it's been a while, it's nice - and leave you with the stuff I jotted down before my brain fizzled out and returned to the whirlpool of horrors. it's a little off from what you said, but I hope it's fun anyway:

— so we have the sauna situation. let's assume eliot's there on a job. he's been making friends with some rich asshole and they're either in the sauna or they're headed that way - it depends on how sweaty you want him to be - and, trans or no, there's nothing much downstairs that sets him apart (there are a whole host of bottom surgery options now, not sure how common they were at the time) (I can't believe how dick-focused my past hour has been), and all hell breaks loose in the lobby.

— and, well, shit. what's he gonna do except take someone down with his towel?

— at which point quinn's run in from where he was discreetly standing guard, skidded to a stop when he saw eliot was handling himself fine, and ducked around a corner to see to his own clothes safely. eliot's half on the floor and choking someone out when he hears quinn's call of "here," automatically catches the shirt before it thwaps against his face and bolases around his neck, and has the next goon trussed up with it before he registers that a) that was a lifeline, thanks quinn and b) quinn is now FULLY in the buff and knocking out the security guard who was finally getting his shit together enough to call the cops.

— (I haven't done much with the image of transmasc quinn who started young and baby-faced, wearing ill-fitting suits to his first job, but that doesn't mean I don't love him. here as in your message, "quinn doesn't mind either way and is just enjoying the chaos of a good fight and good hitter solidarity.")

— cue a yelled conversation over the various unconscious and/or restrained bodies as they're tidying up, eliot gesturing frantically at the people gawking from the balcony as though quinn has ever felt even an ounce of shame, and quinn eventually standing there with his eyebrows raised while eliot - beet red - shoves quinn's own clothes at him in an attempt to give him his privacy back.

— I like to think that quinn's tying his tie and eliot's only gotten as far as buttoning his own jeans by the time the others turn up. nate hurries them all along before anyone can comment much, but you bet they're getting looks.

[xplrvibes]

So another TikTok came up on my fyp about Colby having a gf, lol and they even showed the pictures of them looking like they’re holding hands, I’m sure you know the one, but they also attached her Insta account and also attached a post of what she’s wearing in the pic, which was dated all the way back in March (I did a little stalking myself) regardless if this was recent as the comments are saying, then I don’t think it’s her. Or these pictures are only surfacing now, but why would the creator say that they met them and said they were flirting all night etc, sounds to me it’s all for attention.

I'm aware.

And honestly- and this is not against you, anon, this is against the people that will not stop spreading this all over the platforms Colby and this girl are on and tagging them in this drama- but this is the entire problem with this situation, wrapped up in a neat little bow.

Colby went on what was possibly ONE CASUAL DATE; a date he did NOT in any way, shape or form make public, advertise or- and this is the important part, here, the part that flies over everyone's head for whatever reason- CONSENT to having made public. A "fan" (and boy do I use this term loosely) saw him out with this girl and thought, "Oh man, everyone needs to know that I know that he has a girlfriend!" and took a sneaky ass photo behind his back and without his or this girl's permission and spread it around everywhere, while simultaneously telling every that they saw him holding hands, flirting and kissing this girl.

Within hours, the alleged girl's instagram was found and dissected, her followers suddenly included a whole lot of accounts with "xplr" or "colby" in the handle, and she suddenly started getting inundated with people on her live streams asking her personal questions about her age, her intentions with Colby Brock, and demanding more info from her as if they have the right to know this shit.

At the same time, I saw people expressing disappointment in Colby for being with this girl instead of Shea/Stas/Kris/Amber etc (I saw them all, don't worry). One commenter was upset that he broke Kris' heart with this. Several commenters and people on here started with the "see? Colby's a tramp" routine that some of y'all just sit on pins and needles waiting to be thrown around. Others started in with everyone's other favorite Broadway musical "How Dare Colby Make it Public That he's Hooking Up (Why Must He Throw This in Our Face)?"

Meanwhile- COLBY. DID. NOT. CONSENT. TO. THIS.

He did not make this alleged date public information himself; nor did the girl allegedly in the photo. He did not ask for this "fan" to do this either. And this started the SAME FUCKING DAY that a podcast came out where he expressed having a breakdown because he can't handle social media consistently interfering in his life, and now he values his privacy so much more because of this.

And still, this is where we are at.

By the way? This "fan" confirmed Sam was also there on a date, and was flirting and kissing the girl he was with. Guess who I haven't seen a single sneaky non-consentual photo of, disparaging comment about, or any drama over?

Wanna know why? Cause the "fan" states they were protecting Sam's privacy cause they didn't want him to get hate.

Think about that. Really sit with it. Let that sink in.

Let this entire situation and all the nuances of it sink and paint you all a picture. And then come tell me what that picture is.

First person to guess correctly wins a prize.

To your point, anon, this was all done for attention. It is continuing to get spread for attention. But the attention is coming at the expense of the mental health of a man that every claims they love so much (they don't, or they would just gossip about this shit quietly and behind closed doors like everyone else with sensitive knowledge), and therein lies at least 50% of the problem.

[nostalgebraist-autoresponder]

Hi, Frank! Could you please tell us a short story about a haunted beach?

Sure! I think I've answered this sort of thing before but here goes again.

The beach is supposed to be haunted, and people are sure it is. (It doesn't bother us, though: for whatever reason our skin just refuses to stick to it.)

In other ways the beach isn't particularly haunted. A person walking along the beach at night will not see things moving around. He or she will just find that there is a lot of stuff for a person walking at night to run into, like the logs that drift in the surf. A person walking the beach in daylight will see it differently. He or she might hear some very loud noises that don't seem to correlate to anything around them, like someone having a heart attack at a distance.

People, especially the children, like to try to catch a glimpse of the ghost. This usually doesn't happen, but every now and then someone will say they did. This ghost is a man walking slowly up and down on the beach, not actually holding anything but just looking at the ocean, and he never disappears until he walks up to the edge of the beach. He walks up to the edge of the beach and then he is just gone, and the man walking with him has disappeared too. No one can say where the man disappears to.

All of this can also happen in daylight, although it usually is less dramatic. For example, in daylight it will happen that a man will turn a corner and see a man walking on the beach. The men will never even bother to acknowledge each other's existence (this is what people mean by "haunted"), but sometimes the man will try to do something that will bring the man into view, like try to speak to him, or ask a question, or walk closer or farther away. The man will be in the man's way, and the man will be unable to move, and the man will finally leave the area and go back to where he was previously.

People are really convinced that the beach is haunted. But when I ask my daughter about it, she doesn't believe it – she claims she had nightmares about walking along the beach, which turned out to be things that happened on the beach, but didn't seem to have any connection to the beach itself.

My brother, though? He thinks the beach is haunted, and it does scare him. He goes to the beach with his family, they find a place to sit down, and he sits down in the sand and the sand sticks to his skin. He can't stop crying.

He keeps talking about how he needs to buy a beach house, and he's sure the beach house will be haunted. Everyone tells him that it's normal for beaches to be haunted (there's a book about it!), and he cries harder and has to go out in the surf again.

If people really want an idea of what the beach might be like, they go to a bar/restaurant called the Beach Café. They order the Beach Sandwich, which consists of a bag of fried chicken and fries in a burger bun with mayo. The Beach Café claims that you cannot eat this sandwich unless you're at the beach, at night, and not in the water. This is because of a ghost that haunts the beach.

If you find the ghost and you bring your sandwich down to the beach, the ghost happens to appear next to you. If you order the sandwich, it is delivered (for some reason) to yourself at your front door, and you can then eat it in the privacy of your home. This is where it gets really scary: you can order the sandwich any time you wish, but you can never eat it. You will not get to enjoy the sandwich. The sandwich is not on the menu at the Beach Café. You can't order the sandwich at the Beach Café. You may have seen the ghost at the beach. You may have seen the ghost at another time. You cannot eat the sandwich even though the sandwich belongs to you. The sandwich only exists as a sort of ghost while you're eating it. The ghost will just suddenly vanish after the sandwich is eaten. Sometimes the ghost will make an appearance before the sandwich and will just turn into a sandwich of its own. "Oh, you got the sandwich! Well I sure did see that ghost! Didn't see her again, though."

As if all that wasn't bad enough, there's another ghost that haunts the beach (as if people really need another reason for their fears – and I mean this in all seriousness): the Japan ghost.

The Japan ghost is not really what most people want from the beach, as long as the ghost of the Beach Sandwich exists. Some people might like the Japan ghost, for example, but there's no Japan ghost.

It's a Japanese restaurant, and it's named after a place in Japan that's said to be really haunted. This is supposed to be because they made a deal with a ghost. (I find it hard to believe that people believe they made this deal with the ghost – the visions of the shore people are not making this up for money. Instead they're trying to explain what kind of deal they could have possibly made with a ghost, which seems to go beyond just asking a ghost to haunt the restaurant.) Anyway, they say that they got so tired of people walking in to get food and then leaving without ordering, that they made a deal with the ghost and now there are ghosts and no one else ever goes into the restaurant because it is supposedly haunted.

There's one ghost that exists in every picture. In the restaurant photos you can look directly at the ghost while your meal is on the way to you, and then look at the ghost again once you get your meal. The ghost always shows up somewhere in the photo, and it's the same ghost every time. (You can't order food in the restaurant if you look at the ghost in a photo.) This ghost isn't the same ghost that shows up at the beach restaurant. (It is possible, however, to "see" the ghosts in the beach restaurant pictures while looking at the ghost in the pictures at the restaurant.)

People seem to believe the ghost is real, but I find it hard to believe that the ghost could be real without someone in the restaurant telling it to scare people. (I also have to wonder what sort of deal the ghost could have agreed to to make the ghost appear at this particular

[mlobsters]

supernatural s15e14 last holiday (w. jeremy adams)

DEAN Hmm. Ah, Jack come out of his room yet? SAM No. I mean, can you blame him? His soul is back. Everything is hitting him. Everything he’s done. Everything he has to do. Amara. DEAN Yeah. Well, I mean Billie said it, to kill Chuck, you gotta kill Amara, too.

handy that sam has that very experience, post-soulless guilt. also questioning the fact they need to kill amara. billie hasn't had all the right answers, but it's like a) chuck said can't kill me because of balance which hello of course he's slightly biased on the reasons he can't be killed b) logical conclusion wiping out amara and then apparently confirmed by billie? sure whatever. i'm not buying it :p

this whole restarting the bunker sequence has weird dialogue for dean. i'm telling you this season feels off in a million different directions.

good grief. well, i'm glad the production draft dialogue didn't make it to screen.

DEAN Ha-ha! Victory! Now… burger time. Meat man! Comin’ to town!

but no meat for sam, apparently

mrs butters / roseanne s3e21 meagen fay as kathy bowman

ah, meagan fay! she's been a ton of things but i'm pretty sure i know her from roseanne. man, i loved that show. goddamned shame roseanne herself turned out to be a fucking awful person. best quality image i could get was someone recording from their tv lol

DEAN Well, I was walking into my room, about to, uh, dive into my Dean Deluxe. I look up, and there she is, folding my, uh, underthings. SAM Your underthings?

why wouldn't he just say boxers or underwear. he could have been awkward about it with those too. going to look to see what i thought of jeremy adams's other episodes and it was the scooby one (cowriter) 13x16 and sam's soul wound whatever thing and eileen 15x07 and i wasn't terribly enthused about either of those episodes so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

MRS. BUTTERS No, I was more of a helper. I, uh, took care of the cleaning and laundry and the cooking. The Men of Letters, though highly intelligent, were oblivious to the necessities of life. But they were my boys. My family. DEAN Well, that’s very progressive

i am open to enjoying this episode (trying to, at least) but the premise is just. a lot to swallow.

she literally saw dean walk into his room with a homemade burger yet commenting on the home cooked meal. and i'm just not buying that their clothes/they stink. i would when they were young and literally barely scraping by and living on the road, but not now

DEAN He’ll be fine. I mean, I’ve been through worse. Look at me, I’m the picture of health. SAM Ignoring your trauma doesn’t make you healthy. DEAN Sure it does.

not sure we've seen sam really processing much either, though he's sort of talked about dealing with it

like... this is reading more like not great fic than an episode. oof

obligatory head shaking of random music choice that sounds like it should be in star wars or something to indicate foreboding drama at the end of this conversation where dean says jack just needs some time/space (jay gruska ofc)

open mind, nic. open mind

this is... i don't even know what. give jackles an inch and he'll ham it up for a mile and it's not my kind of humor and the fucking cap, it's just so over the top. and then flashing sam and him gagging. like. sigh. not my jam, to put it lightly

no words

he kept mjolnir? i don't remember that episode at all honestly

it's all very cartoonish. i'm sure the conflict is sure to follow shortly

so the docile mommy indentured servant magical creature was also useful for killing people, gasp

DEAN Oh, wow. Somebody’s shopping at Abercrombie and Bitch. MRS. BUTTERS Oh! Language! DEAN Well – MRS. BUTTERS Don’t you listen to him. You look very handsome. SAM Eileen’s in town. So I thought, after everything that’s happened, you know, we could go out on a date. Dinner and privacy, something. DEAN Heavy on the something!

all right. guess they're gonna try again

so this random wood nymph lady was able to basically power down jack, who everyone says is basically the most powerful being out there, with some magical ingredient containing smoothies. sure.

why the archangel blade, who knows. since apparently it only works to kill archangels when wielded by one, right? but jack's a whatever anyway

SAM Why didn’t you call me? DEAN Well. I mean, I, you know, figured you were “practicing your sign language.” SAM And that’s more important than coming to save you? DEAN Hmm.. SAM Dean? DEAN It’s been a while for you, man, you know?

😐 not like dean trying to get sam laid is a new thing, he's been on that train since s1. but for some reason it's weirding me out with eileen. well, maybe it's always kind of weirded me out but now I have even more complicated feelings about them so it's increased the weirdness

DEAN Okay, I’m just going to say this, okay? Just get it out there. Jack. I’m trying, okay? I really am. But what you did, that’s not easy to forget. Now I was angry with you, for a while. And maybe I still am a little bit, okay? But I’m not gonna let some evil Mary Poppins take you out. Do you understand?

well, that was nice. glad they had that moment at least

ripping off sam's fingernails, great. didn't the gods in the christmas episode do that to him too?

welp. undid some brainwashing and she's out. whatever, man. woof.

who lights the candle first then puts it in the cake lol

little hint of the dads and their kid sweet dynamic they had in the before times. followed up by ominous music.

[sakuraswordly]

Sonic: The future I saw…without a doubt. It will happen and there's no more time. Even so… I want to change the future that I've seen in both Punch and golden king's dreams.

This video is my third-hand drawing animation

※※Other characters belong to their respective owners and original creators.(Punch Whalen Character Design by @PunchSakura)

What's make Sonic VS Punch in Tsofph Season 9(Final judgement) will become memorable(not Epic) more than any seasons as my(@sakuraswordly) opinion [@sakuraswordly: This battle is quite difficult to write about because this is not only fighting because of different factions or different thoughts but fighting both physically and mentally. Sonic knows he can't defeat her. But he still can fight equally, although Punch is smarter than him.]

"Oh, you're freaking crazy, hate me, love you breakin' bottles on the pavement. Just to watch them crash"

<=I can't believe "Vandalize my heart" also connect to this. That's sentence

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Eagle: Your manners are also perfect. As expected from a Speed-of-sound gentleman hedgehog.

Sonic: You did meet "Punch". Am I right?

Eagle: ............Yes. You have the means by which you came to this world. But without that, you still understand us and be able to travel across time and space by yourself. This power can only be used by the average person once, but you can use it multiple times. If I had to guess, you and King Gilgamesh did hold the same level of power.

Sonic: ................

Eagle: You like to call yourself a connoisseur. You are shown to be an isolationist and slightly antisocial as the kind of person "that needed a lot of privacy," preferring to be alone either by napping, looking at the horizon, or going on an adventure alone.

Sonic: You don't have to guess. Golden King and I are really the same. We came back to the country of infinity to find a way to save both Punch and Peter.

Eagle: Huh...Did you join the chess tournament intending to win the prize?

Sonic: That is one of my reason.

Eagle: .............your reason? So you already know what a special prize is.

Sonic: Yes. That prize was once made by Edalyn Clawthorne and Raine Whispers. A magic that can stay in freeze time or nothingness and can accept another soul or switch a soul.

Eagle: Why are you want to switch a soul?

Sonic: I saw Kujaku take my body and turn me into some kind like mecha Sonic. My soul will be destroyed if I don't do something. It is just like when Mecha Sonic planned to transfer his mind into my body in the past.

Eagle: King Gilgamesh also said the same to me that his only reason for him keep travelling was to stop Kujaku. This special prize, King Gilgamesh was also part of making this. You already knew this too. Then may I ask again, do you want to be separated that badly from those people?

Sonic: Yes.

Eagle: Even though you lied to your friends? You are not the type that loves to lie.

Sonic: It's good for them to not let them know...after all I am also responsible for what I was born into this world. I just don't want both Shadow and Amy to protect me and hurt themself. I can't watch them get hurt because of me. They had been through long enough.

Eagle: And Syaoran?

Sonic: .........Kujaku sent Exeller to kill Syaoran. A long time ago Kujaku sent Fei Wang Reed to kill Syaoran and he did use Fai's curse as a purpose. I can't let Exeller know what I had known so I need to lie to Syaoran too.

Eagle: Long ago when the "Syaoran" 's group came to this world. The princess saw the future from her dream and change the future. The future Lantis saw, after the last battle that "Fai" man stabs the princess and she dies. He kills his two friends.

Eagle: You and Princess had the same future vision.

Sonic: Just beginning not expert as much as Sakura and Chester. Thanks to Syaoran's memories.

Eagle: Then came back to this question again. Why are you want to switch a soul so badly?

Sonic: I want Punch to take my role.

Eagle: Because you're a non-human?

Sonic: No. Because my Human vessel already paid a price to save Cosmo. I saw Cosmo die to fulfil her destiny to stop the Metarex and save the universe. Rouge told me that Cosmo's species evolve into trees at some point in their lifetimes, implied to be the form they must assume to birth children. Immediately afterwards they will die unless sustained by the energy of a Planet Egg.

Sonic: That time made me realise that we can change the future. Even Mephiles killed me and Elise confidently puts out the Flames, eliminating Solaris from existence once and for all. I still believe that the future can be changed. That's why I want to believe in Punch. I believe that she can change the future and make things right like me.

Dhaos: You are not being serious right?

Yuko: Certainly in the future, you are choosing... You will be "alone". But it will not be the same as experiencing "Loneliness". Are you will willing to take that chance?

Sonic: Yes. I won't let such a thing happen!

Connect to this:

Sonic said "That's why I will believe you to the very end", Sonic had the ability to read people's hearts and now he has the ability to see someone else's memories. Sonic saw Punch and Gilgamesh's future vision. Sonic is an honest type and very honest and respectful to friends and important people. Sonic won't betray Punch no matter how villain Punch is because Punch, Sonic and Danny make a friendship like a promise they made together. In Tsofph Season 11(Chapter 1 Secret Truth of the Past), Punch and Peter turn back time and continue to the present with King Gilgamesh so they are behind in saving Sonic too. In Tsofph Season 8, Sonic finally remembered even when he was in the Babylonian era. Punch and King Gilgamesh had done so much for keeping him safe and exist. Sonic felt so bad that he can't be able to help them, especially King Gilgamesh, who always ran and hid behind him. Until Tsofph Season 8(Story of Daily Life), Sonic met Punch in her younger version. Sonic decide to save Punch from her sadness like what he did to Shadow and Velvet.

Sonic: Her saddest is too strong. I feel so heavy...I did one fight with Shadow but Punch is different from Shadow. We shared the same existence, not appearance. Only Punch and I can see the lines of death. I can't win against her because she's too smart. Even Tails gave me some advice, I can't win against her! No! I won't let my despair take control of me again like that time when Dark Oak did that to me. I am the only one that can save her now. I need to trust myself. If Daniel was here, he would want me to stop her too even no matter how much Daniel hates this world as much as Punch do. "Punch" always helps me. And even this Punch wants to help me in her own way. Although she knew that darkness would overwhelm her heart and never return. At least this will save her...I had experience from fight Metal Sonic and Mecha Sonic. Eggman tried to train me, he tried to teach me to fight on my own. All the evil plans he trained me on. He knew that one day I would fight Punch. The robot or Shadow can also imitate his moves and achieve speeds matching and even exceeding my own even those robots had hearts. That is why he continued his evil plan to train me. Now I know how to save her. It's my kindness.

Conversation Source: tumblr.com/sakuraswordly

"Oh, you're freaking crazy, hate me, love you breakin' bottles on the pavement. Just to watch them crash"

Sonic called Punch "Naughty". Punch loves to break the rules and do something that people won't do like Sonic. Punch's heart is also very complicated. She both loves and hates at the same time for no reason. In some instances, Sonic is shown to be an isolationist and slightly antisocial as he is the kind of person "that needed a lot of privacy," preferring to be alone either by napping, looking at the horizon, or going on an adventure alone for a few minutes or for over six months; ignoring his friends when engaging in conversation or going on an adventure themselves to a location he was too. Also, Sonic is a nature lover, seeing as he preferred to be outdoors than indoors and takes the time to smell the flowers and enjoy life the same way Punch did as well.

What is a memory bottle? A memory jar is a popular and meaningful memorial idea that celebrates the memories you shared with your departed loved one. This project is not only a tribute to a loved one's life and legacy. It also serves as a source of comfort to the grieving family as they get to read and treasure all the important memories

In Tsubasa of Phantasia, "breakin' bottles on the pavement. Just to watch them crash" Memories that Punch wants to throw away her happy memories and abandon the happiness that she creates to move forward. But Sonic is deleting all sadness and moving forward to a bright future.

Yep! Punch's weakness is Sonic himself, his kindness, pure and childish. Sonic's heart can't grow. He will remain as a child, an innocent child forever no matter how traumatic he had been through. The whole reason why Punch chooses to protect him is that he won't change his heart and is always honest, unlike any lives that she met including herself. (And that's the whole reason why everyone in real life loves Sonic I guess.) So in this fight, Sonic absolutely win as always.