#{she's rather miffed about that lol}

[tarnishedxknight]

{out of dalmasca} Alright, it's time for me to head to bed. I don't think I'll be around for anything tomorrow night (12/15) since I've got some last-minute Xmas/Solstice decorating to do around my house and then I'm hoping to finally get around to playing the Silent Hill 2 remake. On Mon (12/16) I'll be over on my multimuse and I'll be back again on this blog on Thurs (12/19) as usual. For now, goodnight! =)

[caligvlasaqvarivm]

i never noticed the hints towards pale Solfef! in light of that, i think it's interesting that Eridan pursued Feferi in the pale quadrant while desperately wanting her to end up in his flushed one, meanwhile Feferi pursues Sollux in the flushed quadrant, despite them seemingly destined to be pale lol guess seadwellers are used to swimming up current lmao

that said, what are your thoughts on Erifef? do you think Eridan actually wants her flushed? or is that another subconscious tactic of his to keep her(someone he deeply cares about) by his side?

personally, i'm of the opinion that though they do care about eachother, they could never work out flushed. i think Eridan -though very enthusiastic about her and thinks they share the same troubles that comes with being so high on the hemospectrum, as well as isolated via physical location and the requirements to meet seadweller expectations- doesn't actually want redrom with her, but he knows pale isn't 'good enough' plus prefers to go to Karkat for all the traditional pale stuff. dude doesn't realize they can just be friends and she won't abandon him(cue Feferi abandoning him the monent she leaves quadrants with him, further exacerbating that fear lol)

meanwhile, on Feferi's end, it's too much to go into here but i think she has struggles with being present with others. so though i think she also deeply cares about Eridan and was absolutely miffed he was going to Karkat for things that she(being his moirail at the time) should have been talked to about, i think she has a lot of character development to go through before she can really pursue quadrants as something she needs and wants and not something she thinks she should do. i think flipping pale with Sollux could have been that catalyst but alas :' ] it seems Hussie changed his mind

So, personally, I do actually think Eridan's flushed feelings for Feferi are real... kind of. The fact that he has 0 self-awareness really makes talking about his feelings difficult because everything needs to be qualified with "this would change if he were capable of taking a step back."

The "kind of" here is because I don't think it's necessarily Feferi, the PERSON, that Eridan's in love with, but rather, the Feferi that exists in his head. To Eridan, Feferi is a bubbly, adorable, cheerful girl who's nice to everybody and doesn't have a mean bone in her body. He literally says that he thinks she might be too nice to have a pitch relationship with somebody, which is definitely not true, as Feferi can be plenty mean, and there's plenty to find flawed about her.

The first reason for this mistaken belief is that that's definitely the way that Feferi believes herself to be, so it's how she presents herself, and Eridan believes people when they tell him stuff. The second is because, in Eridan's shitty, friendless life, Feferi has been his one constant - the person who's always been there for him, the only person who's consistently nice to him (until he meets Karkat, and even then, Karkat is master of the mixed signals, and Eridan implies that death threats and insults are regular banter between them), and oftentimes the one person who cheers him up when he's at his lowest.

I think a lot of people in the fandom are too hard on Feferi - she's genuinely well-meaning, and most of her bad points come from ignorance and privilege, not manipulativeness or spite. She doesn't consciously realize it when she's treating Eridan poorly, and she makes real efforts to be a good moirail to him, even though he doesn't usually reciprocate those efforts. I think she suffers from the Umbridge Effect, where Eridan's problems - being on such the extreme end of trauma and anxiety - almost feel alien and unreal, while everyone knows a Feferi, so Feferi draws in some undue vitriol.

She has a few outbursts at him when he's egregiously rude for no reason, but given she's been dealing with his severe mental illness for so long, and takes his threats and casteism at least semi-seriously, I don't blame her for being exhausted and snapping from time to time. She's genuinely just not equipped to help him with his problems - lest we forget, she's also 13. Otherwise, everything else she does to harm him is something she just genuinely doesn't consciously realize is a problem, because she's got a hard time seeing past her privilege.

For example, using Eridan for feeding Gl'bgolyb without gratitude - the thing is, societally, it's his job, and HAS always been a violet's job. Not only that, but given his... everything, if she asked him if he's okay with doing it, he'd definitely insist that he is, and in fact, that it's HIS duty and HIS privilege. He also started INCREDIBLY young, so it's genuinely just been like this for their entire lives. It's a bit shitheaded for Feferi to not realize how much she benefitted from this arrangement, but, again, it's a crime of ignorance, not malice.

In a similar vein, I think she stayed in her moirallegiance for as long as she did partially because she got an ego boost out of it. She commiscerates with Kanaya over how burdensome he is, and she gets to say things like "we are not better than anybody," which she absolutely doesn't actually feel, given how she won't shut up about being a royal when talking to Jade. She's elated to break up with him, her narration celebrating with a big "you're FREE!!!" and it's not a coincidence that said break-up happens after Eridan's no longer useful to her - she outright states that he can't threaten their species anymore now that they're in the game and everyone else is dead.

BUT, I think she ALSO means it when she says that she stayed in that moirallegiance because she was genuinely worried for him. Both this statement and the above paragraph can be simultaneously true. There's nothing about Eridan that's actually that offensive to Feferi, and I really do think she means it when she says she wants to stay friends. His constant emotional crises have just left her burnt out in terms of sympathy, and she never really knew how to handle him in the first place, but in their first conversation together, she's still genuinely making an effort to get him to open up about his feelings and to cheer him up about his failed kismesistude.

After the breakup and his failed confession, the thing is, he does accept that rejection! ... Kind of. (Again with the kind ofs.)

He outright tells her he accepts that she doesn't like him like that... BUUUT, is trying to get her to go ashen with him and Sollux, instead. THIS is the "trying to keep her with him" angle you're talking about, IMO; I think his flushed feelings are genuine, even if they're aimed at this idealized version of Feferi moreso than the real deal. Without Feferi in the picture, I think Eridan and Sollux would have a completely lukewarm mutual dislike. The sheer lukewarmness is probably why Erisolsprite is so stable - they're completely mid for each other.

The realness of his flushed feelings for Feferi is, incidentally, part of why I think him and Roxy would work so well together - if this idealized version of Feferi (bubbly, adorabloodthirsty, pink, cute, cheerful, and kind) is his Type... well.

I also think he and Feferi would work pretty well as just normal friends; they might have fallen into that dynamic on their own if they'd met later on in life. In a hypothetical golden ending, I think they do fall into it once EriKar happens, since moirallegiances are stated to have a stabilizing effect on a troll's other relationships.

[window-on-the-west]

Director's Commentary of "Collide"

AKA my excuse to dump a bunch of Gilly lore and also explore his relationship with Shadowheart. Because I can't shut up <3

Long post incoming!! Link to the fic here.

“Just so we’re clear, I like being ignored less than I like being made to feel useful. Else I wouldn’t have joined you in the first place,” she said.

Kind of hypocritical given the fact that she's miffed he barged close to her tent, but that's the attitude I wanted to go for. Push-and-pull dynamics. She wants to cut everyone off because of Shar, but the desire to be close to people is overpowering. Also, allusion to "create water" spell.

She gave an uneasy swallow, suddenly uncomfortable. “I think—I’m near the mark. Is that so?” Another towel splashed into the basin again, and the black eyes left her. “You could be closer,” he murmured. 

Double meaning here. "You could be closer"; again, in reference to Shadowheart's reticence and association with Shar. Directly after this line, the trees rustle and she thinks she hears a voice whispering to her. Not-so subtle hint that Shar is none too pleased by Giliath's suggestion.

Giliath shrugged. “I never really was good at getting people to do that. But that was not my intent.”

A running joke I have with myself is that despite being a paladin, Giliath's charisma is *shit* (which I axed in favor of high strength and intelligence, which is really unnecessary unless you're playing a wizard). Made for horrible gameplay in my first run, but it's a funny concept to me and is important to his backstory as a healer. The low charisma is alluded to a few more times throughout the fic and in other fics with him.

“Rest assured, there are worse things than needing medicine,” he said softly. 

My own real-world grievances lol. I think this one speaks for itself

Then the bubbling grew louder, filling her ears, and she was drowning, and it was not water but blood, His blood, vile black ichor that oozed through the lowest pit of the Hells, blood from whence she came but would smother her if she stayed. She?

Two things, here. "His blood" is in reference to the Blood of Asmodeus, which runs through Nessus and "creates" devils. It is hinted here that Giliath is closely related to devils and not just a distant descendant of them.

The other detail here is something I've been waffling back and forth on, and that is that Giliath might not actually be cis, but rather a trans man, though "she" is mostly used to indicate that Shadowheart is currently experiencing Giliath's memories through him and is about to "become" him.

A sword dangled at her waist, and a woman—another tiefling—lay dead at her feet. 

More vague lore. Leonis is Giliath's blood mother, but she did not raise him in his early years; someone else did.

“Before, you served no one. No purpose. Now you serve me.” She laughed and slapped him again. “And I, I serve the Lord of the Nine. The Lord of Everything. Look at me!” 

"The Lord of Everything" isn't a canon DND title for Asmodeus, but since his goal is to conquer everything and become the one true ruling deity, I thought it fitting for Leonis to call him this.

“At any rate, he’s a strong one,” she continued. “Surgeon’s patched him up good and proper. ‘Twould be a waste to…” she glanced back at him, and Daechir thought he saw something that looked like pity in her eyes. 

The village he ransacked was DEFINITELY thinking of killing him btw. Waste of muscle though.

“Don’t want to—what, be here? Why are you, then? Aside from getting to meet me, of course,” Nathalion put in quickly. 

Nathalion is a semi-major character who shows up in my Giliath "origin" fic (which has been condemned to my WIP graveyard, lol). Everyone in the paladin compound is super wary of Giliath when he comes along because of his history. EXCEPT Nathalion, in large part because he is one of those chatterboxes that latches onto the quiet types and because he doesn't really fit in, either. There's some tragedy attached to his arc that Giliath alludes to at the end of Collide, and he never does manage to shake off the guilt of that.

“Oh? Having a change of heart, Shadowheart?” His tone was playful, but there was no mistaking the surprise in his face. She scoffed. “Perhaps I spoke too soon.” “Time will tell,” he murmured, to her bewilderment. But he said no more and turned to finish cleaning his supplies. 

More double meaning here. "Having a changed of heart, Shadowheart?" at face value is in context of her changing her mind about him being "a lousy paladin." But because I love unnecessary wordplay, I also wanted to hint at her ultimately changing her mind about Shar (hence, "Time will tell," though this could also be in reference to the fact that Giliath still hasn't proved himself as a worthy paladin. My forever guilty idiot <3).

“One last thing,” she said, nodding to the purplest part of the camp. “Mind the wizard, will you? If you spend any longer with him, you’ll become him. You already sound just like him.”

Two things. "Purplest part of the camp" was very funny for me to write. Secondly, "you'll become him"; again, more double meaning!! See, the astral sex scene where they become one being. ALSO interesting to consider in the context of Shadowheart's own mind melding with Giliath just now.

She turned to leave, to return to her tent and commence the evening prayer. She stopped and glanced back over her shoulder. “Giliath?” she said. He looked at her expectantly, and she drew in a breath. “Thank you for risking the cut,” she said.

More hesitation here. She's always about to do her Sharran Activities(TM) before those dastardly desires for connection interrupt her. "Thank you for risking the cut" is in reference to Nathalion of course, and is giving her a lot to consider.

[beevean]

I feel kinda miffed about what sonic team/Sega are doing to eggmans character. He is supposed to be an evil maniac that represents the worst of humanity. But recently they sorta utilized him poorly, in frontiers he barely did anything and was given a daughter he may or may not love, then in the anniversary video he felt remorse for Maria, it really feels like sega is listening to those eggmsn fans that view him as a scrunkly rather a evil villain.

I don't like it either. I will always say that whatever intention Flynn had for Sage and Eggman, for him to see her as nothing more than a symbol of his own brilliance, was not conveyed well in Frontiers with the multiple "sweet" moments between them - why would Eggman choke up and call Sage "dear daughter" when she's not even listening anymore? However, I'm willing to wait until the next main game drops, in case at last the two have a more complicated dynamic. (I think that in in the latest Sonic Channel story they sort of pedaled back from this as they called her "his servant")

... really no words for the Maria part, which especially gels badly with the infamous Egg Memo where he was all "how dare they feel bad for a dead girl when I was right there" lol. Again, much like in Frontiers, the issue is mainly with the voice - Pollock sounds too emotional, too invested, so a line like "I took that personally" sounds less like he's saying "how dare they attack a relative of mine" (which is also questionable as Eggman is not exactly a family man) and more like he's genuinely sorry for Maria's fate, which doesn't make sense.

Again, though, there have also been other works where Eggman has been his usual charming self, like TMOSTH, Dream Team and Superstars. That's why I want to wait for the new game after SXSG (since I doubt we'll see Eggman here) to have the confirmation of this new direction.

[topaz-mutiny]

I’ve been thinking about the Deanna’s Commune scene from e64 a lot, because I think, for once, it has a lot more nuance than the “are the Gods worth saving” rhetoric we’ve seen ad nauseum beforehand. And I appreciate that!

First, Deanna’s a cleric. One with a complicated relationship with her patron diety, but still a cleric.

She is also direct, to-the-point, and no-nonsense when she gets miffed. Which first happens when she finds out the other half of Bells Hells did some rather disturbing stuff, because of some distrubing stuff perpetuated by her diety.

So of course that’s the first question she asks. I’m paraphrasing here, but “hey, is working with these people gonna help because I just heard some fucked up shit” is kind of important as the first question asked. It implies she still wants to help out, but some of the group’s actions seem to be counterintuitive to helping.

The “uncertain” response she got felt a bit rude to her, but on the sidelines here, it’s interesting. Either the Dawnfather is unaware that half of BH was involved in the killing of a Paladin, a Judicator, and an Angel and ousting his influence from a leyline nexus point, or he is aware and his uncertainly about whether they’ll help or harm the gods has some fascinating implications, such as the Dawnfather seeing BH as not a direct threat despite what they did. If he is aware, he probably is upset that they did that, but based on his answer BH isn’t in “it’s on sight” territory.

So with that out of the way, Deanna moved to the second thought on her mind - the disturbing stuff she heard was done in the name of the Dawnfather. And she received a “it’s for the greater good” response. The “I’m not going to outright say ‘yes’ directly, but sidestep and try to be truthful without actually saying ‘yes’” response.

The cast say “ooh, wrong answer”, but I don’t think it’s because there is a fundamentally correct or incorrect answer to that question (D&D alignments aside, moral greys are everywhere, including in the gods) - I think they say that because it was the absolute worst thing to say to Deanna specifically. She encouraged the temples of Uthodurn to help people when and wherever they could, and encouraged the diarchy of the same, and here is her own God telling her that his people did some harm to some people, but “for the greater good”, which I think is something Deanna seems staunchly against.

This is important, because I think that influences how Deanna’s final question is framed. And I think the final question might have been different altogether if the Dawnfather had answered differently.

“Are you worth saving?” is the question Deanna asks after hearing someone she (essentially) works for, admit to doing something that would piss her off. Based on everything that happened, “Are you worth saving” seems way less like the high-concept philosophy we’ve all grown to get annoyed at, and more like a deliberate, sharp, beautiful reprimand.

Deanna says this, and I think she means “I don’t like your tacit approval of forcing your influence into places where it isn’t wanted. I don’t like good normal people having their lives disrupted because your followers did something shitty and you never told them to stop. I think it’s wrong, I think normal people should be cared about just as much as our followers, and if you keep acting this way I can and will Karen you about it.”

But of course, this is the Dawnfather, and she came in to that Commune intent on matching the intensity of the sun. Which is why I think her final question came out like the sharpest barb in the universe, rather than lengthy nuance.

Maybe Sunny D will start thinking about it, maybe not (he is kind of a dick, so...), but it is now established that one of his own followers admonished him for his shitty behavior (and then he kicked her off of the call, lol). And I think that’s neat.

[kaiartz]

@coolprofessorbagelwinner replied to your post “some recent ninjago arts first one is the skulkin...”:

Whoa!! Tell me about your bikers

OK so i don't know where the idea came from here, i just wanted a biker gang, and i don't have as many lady characters as i do dudes-i hyper focus in on fictional men way too easily its a problem-so i figured i should make em all ladies(or woman adjacent) to combat that problem.

Then i designed Vlatka and fell in love LOL

So Vlatka(the long haired one) is the gangs leader, she has no special powers, shes a complete normie. But she knows the criminal underworld of Ninjago City well, and has been a thief and enforcer for years. The gang comes about as a result of her needing to pay off some debt, and a bunch of ladies she's worked with in the past-who all love her-join her to help out.

Then they get a taste for it, and keep going, then they get into a lot of trouble with a true big bad. They arent necessarily "villains" but they start off antagonistic-the ninja don't understand how a biker gang is giving them so much trouble its kind of embarrassing lol

The lady with short hair and the eyepatch is Rory, who is Vlatka's longtime girlfriend :3

She likes guns and wears a mask on the job that allows her one useable eye infrared or x-ray vision-depending on the setting. Vlatka carries a small grappling hook to get around when not on her bike, and relies on seat of her pants decisions when fighting up close.

The other members either only have an initial lego art done, or no art yet as im still working on that ;u;

Next up is Eda

Eda is a bit younger then the others-and on top of that has a very young face, and short build. She serves as the groups main Muscle-because. well. she has a huge battle arm. Eda's entire idea was "BIG ARM GO SLAM" and i think thats rather fun. You're going to notice that i have not put time yet into fleshing out all these characters oops

I feel like Eda would be fun as someone with a bodyguard dad who she hero worshipped and decided "well i can do that job too" and just. replaced an arm to make her more formidable. like a freak.

Lyn is a singer at her employers bar, her playful outside is complimented by a vicious streak of tearing other people down to make sure she keeps this job(gaslight gatekeep girlboss). The microphone trinket around her neck heightens and amplifies her voice to allow sonic screams that tear through walls and shred peoples eardrums.

Janet is where the lady adjacent part comes in, she's nonbirary and prefers she/they pronouns. They serve as the teams "guy in the chair" of sorts, staying behind to monitor Maps and how the team is handling it's missions. Her prosthetic eye allows them gps locating and searching right from in her head! They're a little no nonsense, being a corporate person herself who's actively a higher up in a tech company.

Briona, or Bri as she prefers is the expert on Breaking and Entering, Scaling buildings, and really just getting in and out of tricky spots. She wanted to be an archaeologist in her youth but wanted to keep everything she dug up and took to crime instead. She's eternally miffed to some degree and will swear up and down that she's only in this gang because she "owes" Vlatka. She's a big softy who loves all her teammates underneath.

​The last biker is Torelei, an honest to god Elemental Master from an influential family. It's her uncle the team gets into hot water with. She feels responsible and pulls away emotionally from the others in response. She's the Elemental Master of Reflection. She chooses to take this literally as a Mirror Reflection(and not the other ways it could be interpreted that she's also totally capable of), and it's because of her that the girlies are able to avoid pursuit so easily. She fights with a metal fan.

(thank you for the compliment in the other reply <3)

[evita-shelby]

🕯️🕯️🕯️(I feel like I already have a pretty good idea based on Look Both Ways and Venor but I'm greedy and want more lol)

imma probably send something in return

So Eva at first doesn't really seem to care that much about Lucy, like they are okayish friends but because Lucy is almost always with Tommy they wouldn't have interacted much if at all since Eva doesn’t officially meet Tommy until like maybe after John's wedding(i figure it happened late summer) when Grace tampers with a shipment of booze Eva’s family had in a Birmingham warehouse headed for the US(this was after eye fucking each other whenever Eva passed Tommy's window for most of 1919).

they have such an interesting dynamic because while Eva can be friends with just about anyone, the fact that both are paired with the same man immediately puts them at odds with each other because Eva is incredibly possessive of her partners especially Tommy.

And then Eva and Lucy we know have rather different personalities, and probably butt heads over things but get along well as long as there is some distance between them(because both women still have their issues and eventually Eva would revert to her mean girl phase over a disagreement). We've talked about how Eva having issues with how devoted Lucy is to Tommy and how it would interfere with Eva advising Tommy away from his worst decisions or Eva taking matters in her own hands and going behind Tommy's back to save their asses, Lucy’s self-esteem issues and propensity for violence would irritate Eva sometimes because Eva (despite being subjected to colorism and racism in mexico, especially upperclass mexico) uses her beauty and confidence as a sword and shield as she rebuilds her life exiled from her country. plus Eva prefers to use her wits ans win with the least blood possible(even if she has killed people when Charlie was in danger) as she has always hated the killing part of spying

Maybe without the element of Tommy they'd be friends amd have no issues, but in Venor! it takes Eva a while to stop seeing Lucy as the obstacle to her happiness with Tommy and try to be friends again(as she first befriended her assuming Tommy would break up with Lucy before Eva became fed up with the two of them). Venor!Eva tries so hard to not give into her darker self especially after Tommy accuses her of Lucy’s murder.

But i do get the feeling Eva would never let them forget they kinda owe Eva Lucy’s life and will not move a finger when Charlie learns why his parents marriage failed(cuz she still wants Tommy to suffer for both not choosing her in the first place and also accusing her of murder despite claiming to trust and know Eva) plus i think Eva's miffed about Lucy still getting back together with Tommy but because she thinks Lucy deserves a husband who won't accuse his pregnant wife of murdering his lover.

in other aus, i don't think they go beyond very loose aquintances but in Venor, they wouldn’t be extremely close (she trusts Lucy to keep Charlie alive and well during the times Tommy gets to have him, but probably not much beyond that) Eva is very Tommy and the Shelbys are your problem now, please only speak to me if its a matter about Charlie's safety, if you want to consult me come to my house as i vowed to never set foot in Birmingham until the day Tommy's will is read(because she will absolutely fight tooth and nail for Charlie to inherit everything as they agreed on their divorce)

[doctorguilty]

Long cartoons ramble lol

That was from my queue but making me think abt s2 my biggest fear is s2 is simon being like out of the main story like as a character that just sometimes comes up not just because I like him like yeah but way more importantly I really liked how the dynamic and friendship between him and fionna and cake developed because it was like so extremely important for the entire world building and I get sorta miffed when people are like, uhhh it's fionna and cake not fionna cake and simon get over it 🙄 let other characters (finn gets brought up a lot here) take the spotlight, like firstly you're contradicting yourself because I don't see Finn in the title either, and not to say I don't want to see more of him (I do! And I anticipate more of him!) But he was NOT actually a major part of the story! And isn't actually all the relevant to fionna he NEVER was in the og series, ice king was, but lemme back up. . .

From the beginning, fionnaworld existing in Simon's mind, was entirely impacted by his feelings, which wasn't just the lack of magic it was the fact he was depressed and getting to his wits end, feeling out of place, that's why fionna was so sad in her world, "I'm not feeling like myself today" etc, it wasn't like in a vacuum she was 100% intertwined with him (always was! Ice king wrote her stories!) And the beginning of their relationship was this sort of hostility like simon being angry to know she even existed and wasn't just a foolish machination of the insane ice king, and his peers are like ohhhh we loved those comics ice king wrote, and meanwhile simon is like repeatedly attempting suicide (which would have killed fionnas entire world. Btw.) Fionna is a little more open to him, but leaning towards her self interest of the fact that if he dies her world does, cake meanwhile is like damn this guy sucks.

By the end of the journey though, fionna genuinely cares about him so much she'd rather risk losing the battle to save her and her world than for simon to destroy himself for her (and she does this twice actually! The first time when they were with the lich and fionna had secretly picked up the crown and tried to hide it so simon wouldn't put it on, she even fights with cake over it, her bestie cake), simon cares so much he (ALSO TWICE) tries to go against Betty's wishes to save fionnas world with the crown, and at FIRST it was like a convenient excuse to psychologically off himself like welp I don't care if I live or die, if I throw my brain awake this person lives, then it's settled. Later its like, he so genuinely wants to make the sacrifice he tries doing it in front of his chaos God wife (when originally.. the plan was to see her, apologize, and die with her)

After fionnas world became it's own thing separate from simon.. like, the parallel cannot be missed here, the fact that her world was represented by a dandelion she wished on to save, the fact that Betty blew simon away like blowing like a dandelion wishing for him to go back home and live, he and fionna stay in contact across the multiverse to be friends. And their friendship and love for one another peaked at this point, when they are no longer like involuntarily bound together, they both chose to make the best of the lives they have (fionnas being letting go of the magic she wanted to have, and learning to appreciate her world as it is .. which is better because the way it is, simon is not suffering (as ice king ) for it to exist. That's what her nightmare about the freezer was about.)

Like all the themes and parallels between fionna and simon are so fucking intertwined I cannot even understand why you'd want to see less of that :[ even if it's not the main focus of like, whatever stakes will be introduced in s2, their bond should still be like.. very prominent I feel?? To be like "well we don't need simon anymore since fionnas on her own" kinda like dumps out all of the stuff I was just talking abt yknow?? And idk like rip to you but I'm different ig but was it not super sweet and cute for a peppy 30 year old failwoman, her sassy talking cat, and a 59 year dorky widower with a heart of gold to be adventure buddies like..? :[

"Well Simon's story with betty concluded" I hear a lot well, okay! First of all the conclusion sucked but w/e that's a hot topic of debate, but more importantly, that's fine, that part can be concluded and. The conclusion was (the better part of it) that simon should stop letting his grief about betty kill him from the inside out and instead live the life she sacrificed herself for him to have. So... that.. lines up? Perfectly in fact?? that sets him up for s2 to have more than not a clean slate on one of the most major parts of his character since forever (betty) like if his journey is no longer about her then. He's like pretty fresh to do whatever. And what was ADDED to him was his relationship with fionna and cake. And as much as I WISH he got a happier end with betty, it is what it is, I'm very much ready for simon new game+ where he's happier and (especially since s1 set him up as like being pretty alone and isolated even from the people who love him b/c they're living their own fulfilling lives) gets a reprise with fionna and cake and they're like, his next closest people, and she like, gets another adventure with the person connected to the world of magic she wanted (who himself isn't even magic he's a human like her)

I don't wanna see that shoved to the side it would be heartbreaking!! They're friends! They care so fucking much about eachother! 😭 it's not just me right?? I can't be the only one who doesn't feel like their friendship is integral to the story 😭😭

[ratsoh-writes]

Ann planned another family dinner for tonight. It will be bigger than everyone's wildest dreams. Ann invites the usual people, along with Orion, Sans and Harley. She makes big food and dresses like a champagne whore.

Rosie attacks Red, Sans bugs Red, Ann asks Red when he's going to give her godbabies. Ahh, family!

Harley and Willow are seated together, and Ann shoots looks at Harley to confess her undying love already.

Lilac and basil came this time as well. Basil gave Ann a bunch of garden veggies to cook with so her selection is beautiful today.

And some new guests! Lilac invited (with permission) Pluto and Jupiter. Pluto and sans ended up talking science the whole time giving red a break. And Jupiter and lilac were chatty with every one. Jupiter and edge got a bit competitive and had a foot race in the backyard to Rosie’s delight. Jupiter won the first one, edge barely won the second, and Jupiter won the third with Rosie on his shoulders. Edge was a little bit miffed and vowed to rematch him later lol. (He had fun though)

Red gets super blushy and huffy when Ann asks about babies. Oak (and edge?) look rather thoughtful though. Ann and Orion bully red more than sans does this time

Harley is joking and chatting with willow of course, and noir to his annoyance, but she really ends up hitting it off with basil who (writes) shares some of his gardening tips

It’s a good family dinner

[starlight-time-machine]

Week in Review

06/09/2024 – 06/15/2024

Sunday

Week 18 of missing Cipher Academy

I re-watched Everything Everywhere All At Once with my friend and her brother who’s seeing it for the first time, and everything about it just hits me as hard as it did the first two times I saw it in theaters years ago. The themes of choosing joy in the nihilistic chaos that is being alive coupled with an Asian family trying to reach through generational and language barriers in order to connect…yeah, it kills me every single time. I was basically non-stop crying for the last forty minutes.

Undead Unluck very good and cute this week. I love the choices for the backing band (and I hope they’ll play a more pivotal role than just comedy) and Nico’s unethical training practices are so funny to watch. And I’m fascinated by this new connection between Kaede and Kururu, I love how Undead Unluck moves its characters around so freely and spark all these unexpected relationships.

Monday

I finally finished She Who Became the Sun…I think this is the first time I’ve truly seen an anti-hero protagonist that I enjoy reading about… Zhu’s killings near the end feel so brutal, but I can see why they were necessary. I really wish Zhu and Ma could’ve had that domestic bliss, but I suppose that was never going to happen. And speaking of things that were never going to happen…yeah…obviously Ouyang and Esen wouldn’t live happily ever after…but it would’ve been nice…and their final scene is so painful…it’s fine I’ll just imagine fix-it fics in my head… Overall I really enjoyed She Who Became the Sun. It’s been a long time since I’ve read an adult fiction book that truly captivated me, and I think it came down to a perfect intersection of a setting/aesthetic I like and a writing voice that I love – I love that it sounds like it was translated from Chinese, it adds to the vibes so much. (I feel like a major gripe I have with modern fiction is how bad the writing voices are…but I digress.) At the same time, though, I do sense some weaknesses from this being the author’s debut. Zhu’s motivations were understandable when they were literally life or death, but as they moved up in the world it became less and less convincing. I bought that they feared retaliation for not being Zhu Chongba so they continued on that path to greatness, but once that problem was out of the way I found it a bit difficult to stay on Zhu’s side as they did all these ruthless things in the name of a goal that I don’t believe that they want. I guess this is why Parker-Chan emphasized the “I HAVE to achieve GREATNESS” internal monologue so much, but it didn’t really solidify Zhu’s motivations in my mind. And for being a war novel, there’s shockingly little fighting or war-time strategic battles…a lot of the time, Zhu relies on using the environment around them rather than deploying their soldiers in specific formations or anything… I guess I was hoping for Hunter x Hunter Chimera Ant arc levels of back and forth but oh well lol I really loved this book…and I’ve already borrowed the sequel so I can read it while I’ve still got all the character and place names in my head. If Parker-Chan can stick the landing, I’ll probably buy a copy of the duology for myself, so for now I’ll give She Who Became the Sun a 9/10.

Read the new SpyFam because I’m enjoying this Henry/Martha arc so much, and while I’m a little miffed that the air sirens were just a false alarm to conveniently prevent Martha from confessing, I’m obsessed with the rest of this chapter… Endo’s writing and comicing is really incredible throughout, but I love love love the sequence of Henry facing his own obstacles and slowly awakening to his feeling for Martha…the letters they exchange are so heartbreaking, and then the panel where his hands and thoughts betray his gentlemanly image is so beautifully impactful. This is honestly the most I’ve been enjoying SpyFam since the cruise ship arc happened in the manga, so I’m really excited for the next chapter.

Tuesday

Ummm

Wednesday

Two more Simpsons episodes as I try to work…it was a bad idea, because I just got irritated with the show lmao. Bart the Daredevil was a pretty straightforward episode in terms of the arc/jokes, and then the episode about Marge campaigning against the violence in a kid’s cartoon just reminded me of the current puritanism streak in media and left a bad taste in my mouth…I mean I guess the episode ended on the side of artistic expression, but I feel like it flattened the discussion too much.

Thursday

Caught up with Hibi, Kimi and it’s as pleasantly cute as it’s always been.

Akuheki…the freaky sex scenes feel a little silly now that they’ve resolved all their backstory hangups and have an otherwise wholesomely romantic relationship, but whatever lol.

Friday

Absolutely nothing

Saturday

I’ve been going through my entire chart of all the anime and manga I’ve experienced in my life as part of work (don’t ask), and I found a few that I wanted to revisit, but the only one I actually read through was Nennen Saisai. And wow I have zero memory of ever reading this (as it happens with most of the BL I read), but revisiting it as an adult was really rewarding now that I know about rakugo, because I didn’t mention it at all in my earlier notes. This was such a tightly written love story between Jugemu and Shinigami…I love the transition of Jugemu going from staying by Shinigami’s side because he wants to die and then wanting to live because of Shinigami’s companionship… And then the final twist that his name truly holds the power of immortality and how he uses it to cheat death, not to mention how he was probably inadvertently replenishing his own lifespan just by going to rakugo performances…that’s so cute and funny. It was enough to bump my score from an 8 to a 9. It’s been a bit of a weird week lol I’ve been so obsessed with work that I can’t focus on anything else…not even the weekly manga I usually keep up with. I can’t promise to do better next week, but we’ll see.

[luminnara]

alpha!erasermic x pregnant!reader | ABO fluff

Request:  Hiya! i’m wondering if you can do an alpha! erasermic x pregnant! omega! reader? maybe when both alphas leave their lunch at home and she goes to bring it to them. the reader and both alphas collectively have custody of hitoshi and eri, and the reader is heavily pregnant. preferably a female reader please, and none of class 1-a have met her. this is my first time requesting stuff so i hope i did okay! 😅

You did wonderfully! I love writing cute fluffy stuff like this, and it’s my first time writing any kind of erasermic thing even though I love them so much, so hopefully I did okay! Idk where exactly this sits timeline-wise, don’t worry about it, it’s omegaverse and I can do what I want lol. I took this prompt and sort of RAN with it, too

*also Mirio has his quirk back in this because it’s fun, and the reader has kind of a dodgy past because i wanted to add a little SPICE*

Warnings: a/b/o, pregnancy, the implications of Aizawa’s scarf and all of its uses

You sighed, resting a hand on your swollen belly. “Those two...”

You had only just gotten Eri out of bed, and, upon heading into the kitchen to fix her some breakfast, you saw two lovingly-prepared bento boxes sitting on the counter. Shota and Hizashi must have forgotten them in their hurry to get to UA earlier that morning, and while you knew they could very easily grab something to eat in the cafeteria, you hated the thought of these meals going to waste.

Besides, your inner omega was a bit miffed that they hadn’t taken your home cooked food to work with them. Was Lunch Rush’s food so much better than yours that your alphas would rather eat at school? You refused to believe that, even if his quirk was cooking. There was no way that he could make your alphas a meal that could compare to the kind you always cooked for them, and maybe it was the pregnancy hormones making you extra bristly about it, but you were determined to march right on over to UA and bring them their proper lunches. 

Even if you were heavily, heavily pregnant. They’d probably have something to say about you leaving the house and waddling around Musutafu with only Eri as company, but you were tough enough to fend for yourself. And besides, it was only a quick train ride to the station outside the school, and if you did get yourself into any kind of trouble, the city was chock full of pro heroes and their sidekicks, many of whom you were on a first name basis with. 

“Eri!” you called, grabbing a bag to carry the boxes in. “Are you dressed yet? We’re going to visit UA!”

You could heard a thump, followed by the sound of little feet thudding as she ran to meet you. When she appeared in the doorway, her eyes were wide with excitement, her long hair falling around her shoulders messily. “Yes!”

“Go brush your hair and then we’ll go,” you laughed, ushering her towards the bathroom. 

“Why are we going?” the little girl called. 

“Hizashi and Shota left their lunches,” you explained. “We’re bringing them so that the food doesn’t go to waste.”

“Can we visit Deku and Togata?”

You paused to think. You hadn’t actually met any of Shota and Hizashi’s students before, your alphas always preferring that you stay home and away from the sometimes dangerous school they taught at. Well, you knew Hitoshi, of course, and since he had yet to move into the dorms on campus, he still lived at home with the rest of the family. At least he had remembered to grab his lunch. Would your adopted son be embarrassed to see you appearing at his school? Hitoshi always carried himself in a very collected manner, and the thought of being able to show up and pinch his cheeks and coo at him made you laugh. 

And you knew that everyone in Class 1-A would be over the moon to see Eri. The little girl that had been rescued from Overhaul was popular amongst the young heroes-in-training, from what you’d heard, and if you were going to go all the way to UA, you’d be damned if you didn’t let her see her friends there. 

“Of course we can,” you said with a smile as she came running back in, her hair significantly less tangled. “Ready?”

“Ready!” she beamed up at you.

“Do me a favor and carry this?” you offered her the tote you’d tucked the bento boxes into and she took it from you eagerly, bouncing towards the door. 

You grabbed your purse, made sure your keys were inside, and followed her out, taking her free hand. Together, the two of you made your way to the nearest train station, a few neighbors waving hello as you passed. There were no villains to be seen or head of, and the pros you saw out on patrol all looked happy and relaxed. They all knew who you were, some of the betas and omegas approaching to chat about your pregnancy and ask how things were going. The alphas hung back, calling greetings or offering waves, none of them wanting to get too close to a pregnant, mated omega and risk the wrath of your alphas if their scents happened to cling to you. 

The journey went smoothly, Eri sticking close to your side the entire way. You were both excited to be going to visit UA--Eri, because she would get to see Deku and Mirio, and you because you hadn’t been to the school in years--and as you stepped off the train and the gates finally came into view, you let out a happy laugh. 

“Ready?” you asked Eri, leading her towards the entrance. 

“Mhm!” she nodded eagerly, pulling you forward. “Let’s go! Let’s go let’s go let’s go--”

“Hang on, hang on,” you waddled after her as quickly as you could, fishing around in your purse. When you finally found what you were looking for, you pulled out an ID card, holding it up towards the sensor atop the UA Barrier gate. “You have your card?”

“Yep!” Eri said, grabbing the card hanging from the lanyard around her neck and mimicking you. 

“Special ID accepted,” a robotic voice chimed. “Welcome to UA High, (y/n) and Eri.”

The gate opened and you led Eri through it, the big school looming just past it. The special ID cards you both had were a result of Shota insisting that you be able to get to UA if you ever needed to. With the upgraded security measures, and so many of the students living in the dorms, it wasn’t easy getting onto the campus without either a student or guest card. You probably technically weren’t even supposed to have one, but no one was going to argue with Aizawa and Yamada when it came to ensuring their omega would be able to get to them in case of emergency.

This wasn’t exactly an emergency, but it was still an important mission, so you had absolutely no qualms about using your special ID privileges today. You just hoped nobody else would be mad about it.

 “Hey, is that Eri I see?” a voice called. 

You turned to see a blond haired, blue eyed boy jogging towards you and recognized him as Togata. He was dressed in a PE uniform, and as he stopped in front of you, you could see that he was panting. 

Eri immediately set the bag down and rushed toward him, running into his open arms. “Lemillion!”

Mirio laughed as he scooped her into a hug. “What are you doing here? Aizawa didn’t mention anything about a visit!”

“Aizawa forgot his lunch today,” you said, nodding towards the bag Eri had dropped. “So we thought we’d bring it and visit.”

Mirio straightened up a bit when he realized you were there. You had to be absolutely covered in your alphas’ scents, and even if they never told any of the students about you, there was no way that Mirio hadn’t figured it out by now. Besides...your bond marks were very big and very visible, one on each side of your neck just below your scent glands. There was no way Mirio didn’t know what that all added up to. 

You had never officially met him, but you’d heard plenty about all of UA’s Big Three, and after he and Deku saved Eri from the Shie Hassaikai, you’d heard even more about him. He was selfless, going so far as to sacrifice his own quirk to keep Eri safe and get her away from Overhaul, and for that, you’d always feel a little indebted to him. He’d luckily been able to get it back, but Aizawa had told you that there had been a long period in which nobody was sure it could even be returned to him. 

“Oh, s-sorry!” he bowed to you. “I don’t think we’ve ever been properly introduced! I’m Togata Mirio, I was there at the Shie Hassaikai raid--”

“I’ve heard plenty about you,” you laughed as he straightened up again. “I’m (y/n). I’m the stay at home omega that keeps Shota and Hizashi from starving all the time.”

Mirio’s laugh was probably one of the most raucously happy sounds you had ever heard. “We’re all grateful for that! As for me, personally, I’m really glad Eri has such a great mom now, too. And you’ve got more on the way!”

“Sure do,” you groaned, a hand on your lower back as you tried to lean and stretch it out some. “Due date’s in just a couple weeks. Can’t wait to get ‘em outta here.”

“Well, at least you already know how to do the parenting part!” Mirio was still all smiles as Eri grabbed for his hand and he took it, picking up the tote bag as well. “Come on, it’s my free period so I’ll take you to 1-A’s classroom.”

“Thank you, Togata,” you said, hand on your belly as you followed him into the school. 

“It’s no problem!” he beamed at you over his shoulder as he led the way. “It’s almost lunch, too. Perfect timing!”

“Is it really?” you glanced up at a clock on the wall, and sure enough, it was nearly noon. “Wow. Guess we took longer than I thought. But...ugh, I didn’t bring any food for myself or Eri...”

“That’s no problem! Lunch Rush always has tons of options in the Grand Mess Hall.” at your slight glare, Mirio added, “...But I’m sure even his best cooking is no substitute for a homemade meal!”

“That’s right,” you growled, waddling along down the hall. 

When the three of you reached the 1-A door, Mirio used his permeation quirk to stick his head straight through it rather than knocking, and judging by the resounding scream of surprise that nearly shattered the windows, he had scared Hizashi half to death.

Mirio pulled back and opened the door, revealing a room full of groaning students, all clutching their ears. Hizashi was the only one who seemed unbothered by the sheer volume of the scream he had let out, clutching his chest instead. 

“Why can’t you knock like a normal person, dumbass?” a blond boy snarled. 

“Bakugou! You shouldn’t swear in front of esteemed upperclassmen!” a black-haired boy with glasses said. 

“It’s not just me you’re swearing in front of!” Mirio said, still smiling, like always. With a nod of his head, he tugged Eri into the room.

Everyone lit up, and you even caught Bakugou’s harsh expression softening some at the sight of her. 

“Eri!” a freckly, green haired boy exclaimed, jumping up from his seat. 

“Deku!” the little girl yelled happily, letting go of Mirio’s hand to run towards him.

You watched as he knelt down to greet her, the rest of the class all getting up, or at the very least leaning over in their seats to say hello. All except Hitoshi, who looked up, made eye contact with you, started to roll his eyes, and then sighed. 

Oh, you were so going to embarrass him today. 

Hizashi was still trying to catch his breath, but now, with the students all distracted by Eri, he finally had a chance to notice you. You could see his nostrils flare as he recognized your scent, his head whipping around to spot you standing there in the door.

“BABE!” he rushed toward you, pulling you into a hug. 

“Hi, Hizashi,” you laughed into his shoulder, clinging to his jacket as he rubbed his scent gland over your hair. 

He immediately pulled back, holding you at arm’s length as he looked you over. “What’re you doing here? Everything okay?”

“I’m fine,” you chuckled. When he glanced down at your swollen belly, you added, “we’re fine.”

He let out a relieved breath. “Okay. Okay, good. Had me worried there for a sec.”

“They came to bring you lunch!” Mirio said, holding up the bag he had carried in for you. “I ran into her and Eri outside while I was out for my daily jog.”

“Togata here was very helpful,” you said. “He even carried that bag for us.”

“Gotta help everyone who needs it, whenever I can!” the teenager gave you a thumbs up. 

“Thanks, Mirio.” Hizashi said, putting an arm around your shoulders and pulling you up against his side. “Means a lot to me that my family stays safe.”

“Family?”

You turned to see all of Class 1-A staring at you. 

Hizashi cleared his throat, the sound practically echoing. “Everybody, this is my mate.”

The room suddenly erupted. 

“Who is she?”

“Is she a pro?”

“Can’t believe anybody would put up with him...”

“Bakugou, quiet! Don’t be rude!”

“But, wait...” Deku said, still kneeling with Eri. “I thought Eri’s been living with Mr. Aizawa..?”

The students all glanced to each other before their eyes swiveled to you and Hizashi. 

“Oh, Hizashi,” you teased. “You never told them?”

“I, uh...” a slight pink tinged his cheeks as he blushed.  

Luckily, before he had the chance to stumble over his words any longer, he was saved by the appearance of a very tired, very disgruntled, Eraserhead. 

“What the hell is going on and why the hell are you screaming in my classroom?” he growled from the doorway. 

Hizashi turned the two of you to face him, and you saw the anger immediately drain from Aizawa’s face. 

“...What are you doing here?” he asked, his bloodshot eyes full of concern. “Everything okay?”

“Hi, Papa!” Eri chimed from her spot next to Deku. 

“...Hello, Eri. Why are you also here?”

“You both forgot your lunches,” you said, practically scolding them. “I worked hard on those!”

“So you came all the way here just to bring us lunch? You realize we have an entire cafeteria here, right?”

“Don’t even think about it,” you growled. 

“You shouldn’t be walking across Musutafu without at least Hitoshi with you. It’s too dangerous.”

At the mention of his name, everyone’s heads swiveled to look at Shinso. He sighed, slumping back in his chair and dragging a hand down his face. 

“You know, if you wouldn’t forget the lunches that I so lovingly put all that hard work into, I wouldn’t even have to go all the way across Musutafu to bring them to you.” you said haughtily, nose up in the air as you stared your alpha down. “And besides...you know better than anyone that I can take care of myself, and Eri, no matter how pregnant I am.”

Aizawa sighed. He knew there was no arguing with you when you got in a mood like this, and besides...you were already there. 

And you were right.

Before he could even come up with something to say, the bell rang, signaling that it was time for lunch, and soon, you were walking down the hall between your two alphas, Eri riding on Deku’s shoulders as Class 1-A flooded out along with you. 

You ended up sitting in the mess hall with the students, sandwiched between Hizashi and Shota. Shota didn’t seem entirely pleased with it, mentioning several times that he’d much rather be in the teachers’ lounge where it was quieter, but Eri was far too happy to be with Class 1-A for him to actually tear her away from them. She was across from you, sitting next to Deku and a brown haired girl you learned was named Ochako. Mirio had left to go find his own friends, the other two members of The Big Three, and you could see him just a few tables over, laughing loudly with a blue haired girl with a boy with pointy ears looked like he was trying to will himself out of existence next to them. 

“It’s so exciting that Mr. Aizawa has a whole family!” Ochako said. 

“And with Present Mic, too,” Tsu, the frog girl, said from her spot next to her. 

“How long have you been together?” the pink girl, Mina, asked.

“Don’t ask so many personal questions! We should respect their privacy.” Iida said, in true class rep fashion. 

When Shota only offered a grunt in reply, too focused on his lunch to actually talk with his homeroom class, and with Hizashi already stuffing his face, you took it upon yourself to chat. 

“Oh, I don’t mind the questions!” you said with a good natured laugh. “I met Hizashi and Shota when we all went to school together. Then we lost touch, because I...well, I sort of...chose a different life path than they did.”

“That’s one way to put it,” Hizashi slurped up his soba. 

“Here.” you looked up to see Hitoshi had brought you and Eri each a tray of food, setting them down in front of the two of you. 

“You’re so good to your mother,” you cooed, reaching up to grab his cheek. 

He dodged you expertly, ducking out of the way and going to sit with Bakugou and his friends on Deku’s other side. You narrowed your eyes at him, making sure he knew that he couldn’t run forever, and as Denki watched the exchange, he spoke up. 

“...Wait. You didn’t become a pro hero?” he asked. 

“I took the hero course here at UA.” you explained, grabbing your chopsticks. “I ended up dropping out before graduation. This is actually my first time back since then.”

“So...” Deku seemed nervous. “Were you, uh...”

“A villain?” you asked. 

When he nodded quickly, you laughed and offered a nod of your own. 

“Yeah, I suppose I was. My quirk used to be wild, and hard to control...I got so frustrated when I wasn’t making any progress with it that I decided to just leave school. I was mad at everyone, and I fell in with people who felt the same way. One thing leads to another, and next thing you know, I’m running from the loudest, most obnoxious pro hero in the city.”

Everyone’s eyes turned to Hizashi, who was doing his best not to choke on his lunch. 

“And he never caught me,” you said adoringly, leaning against his shoulder. 

“I never caught you on my own,” he corrected. 

“Made my ears bleed a few times, I think.”

“Yes, and I don’t regret that.” he pressed a cute, fluttery little kiss against the tip of your nose. “You were absolutely going to kill me.”

“Not absolutely!” you protested. 

“I had to rescue him.” Aizawa spoke up, his voice gruff and tired, like always. “Had to cancel your quirk and keep you tied down until the others could get to us.”

You smirked at your first memory of his scarf and what it could do, and as you did so, he realized that he had just admitted to tying you up with it in front of his idiot students.

“And that’s when I fell in looooove,” you grabbed his arm, batting your lashes at him obnoxiously. 

“Not another word.” he growled. 

The students were all staring at you with wide eyes. All except Hitoshi, who was rolling his. 

“I guess you could say I was reformed,” you said, grabbing some noodles. “Then one thing led to another, and...here we are.” You patted your belly. 

“That’s so romantic,” Mina sighed, leaning her chin on her hand. 

“What’s your quirk?” Ochako asked. 

“I could show you!” you said eagerly, moving to stand.

“Absolutely not.” Shota held onto your arm and forced you to sit down again. “You are due in two weeks. No nonsense until after the pups are born.”

It was your turn to roll your eyes now. 

“Fine,” you mumbled with a sigh. “I never get to have fun anymore.”

“But pups are so exciting!” the invisible girl, Hagakure, said. 

“Yeah!” Mina agreed. 

Then, the rest of the girls bombarded you with questions. 

“How many are you having?”

“What day are they coming?!”

“Can we meet them?”

“Mr. Aizawa, please can you bring them in to the dorms??”

“--But Mr. Aizawa, this is the safest place in Japan. There’s no way anything bad would happen to them--”

“--And besides, (y/n) has a super strong quirk, right? She said so!”

“Come on, just let us see the brats when they’re old enough to travel.”

The sound of Bakugou’s voice had everyone staring at the blond boy. 

“...What?” he bristled. “It’s not like I care, I just want the girls to shut up.”

“Uh huh. Sure, Bakugou.” Kirishima snorted. 

“...maybe.” Aizawa relented, eager to shut them all up. 

That was enough for the girls, and they immediately began talking chattering about the cutest baby clothes, the best toys, and then the differences between their own upbringings. You enjoyed listening to them throughout the rest of lunch, and by the time the hour had ended, you were sad to be leaving. 

“Hang on, hang on,” Hizashi said as you took Eri’s hand to leave. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“Home,” you furrowed your brow. “Why?”

“We told you,” Shota said, standing with his hands in his pockets. “We don’t want you wandering around the city.”

“And I told you, I’m fine--”

“Just stay here for the rest of the day.”

“...What?”

“We’ll all go home together later.” Hizashi smiled. “You and Eri can hang out in the lounge. I bet Midnight would love to pester you about the bump, too.”

You smiled, walking towards your alphas. “Alright. Alright, yeah. That sounds nice.”

As Class 1-A lingered at the end of the hall, watching for as long as they could get away with, Denki elbowed Hitoshi in the side. 

“Dude, your mom is--”

“Don’t you dare say hot.” Shinso growled. 

“Actually, I was gonna say badass, but that too--”

The purple haired boy glared at him. “Shut up, Denki.”

“What? It’s a compliment!”

[feroluce]

Ingo attending some festival or celebration at the main pearl clan settlement in the icelands. It's more a thing for younger people but he's curious about their customs and goes anyway. Some of it involves people dancing and he starts to look really deep in thought, so Irida asks what he's doing. Ingo says he thinks there was something similar where he came from, but it's kinda fuzzy, especially since it was a two-person thing and he can't really reenact it himself. Irida doesn't want him to miss the opportunity of a memory, they come so rarely, so she asks him to dance with her and show her.

Ingo has Irida stand in front of him, and then pauses while he tries to remember. Finally he awkwardly directs her to put her hands on his shoulders and settles his own on her waist (Ingo starts to blush like a maiden at this point because he'd forgotten how close you're supposed to be for this- Irida gives zero shits lol). Ingo tries to take a few steps and Irida tries to follow his lead, but it's hesitant and awkward and Irida starts to get miffed after the third time Ingo accidentally steps on her foot.

Ingo finally just huffs and gets over his embarrassment, lifts Irida up and sets her standing on the tops of his own shoes so he can do the steps himself without having to try and direct her. Less distraction means the memory comes a little easier, and he starts to finally move less hesitantly and awkwardly. Irida had been looking at their joined hands, and she looks back up at Ingo to say something about how his people have odd ideas about dancing, but when she sees him she nearly bites her tongue off in an effort to stop herself. Because Ingo has his eyes closed, looking content for once, he's even humming some strange tune to himself, and she can tell he's not really present right now. He's here physically, but his heart is obviously elsewhere, and Irida would rather take a tumble down the cliffs than interrupt it. So she just kinda lays her head on Ingo's shoulder, listens to his humming through his chest, and lets Ingo whirl her around for a while longer.

Eventually Ingo kinda comes out of it and loudly apologizes before setting Irida down back on her own two feet again. Irida tells him it's unlike any dance she's seen in Hisui before, it almost just feels like walking at some parts? And Ingo gets all thoughtful again, mumbling to himself, "Walking...walk...? Wal...t. Walt. Waltz. Waltz!" and makes his frown that means he's proud of himself. Irida asks what else he remembers, since he seemed so into it. Ingo cocks his head at her. He doesn't get what she means. Irida cocks her head right back. Does he not realize he was spacing out the whole time???

And somewhere, somewhen, miles and centuries away, Emmet dances in circles around his living room, long black coat clutched against his front, humming his and Ingo's wedding song.

[lepusrufus]

I adore your art! Do you have any Cassandra/Tobias headcanons (can be for your Werewolf AU or for canon)? Your fanart of their younger selves with Cassandra complaining about her mom has single handedly made me ship them.

Oho I haven't done hcs in a while and I just love me some wholesome emotional support brits, so here goes (these are mostly just hcs that I have in my own fics or stuff I kinda gathered by being a nerd and watching their scenes too much) (also buckle up cause you opened the floodgates for all the feelsies I have on them):

They met relatively young because similarly to Jayce, Tobias was backed by the Kirammans

Tobias drinks his respect women juice and Cassandra looked at that adorable face and went yeah that one

They used to go on hunting trips together quite a bit, which is when Cassandra got injured that one time

He never lets her live it down

Cassandra’s mom is an asshole in every universe and she absolutely did not approve of Tobias, which gained her the biggest fuck you of the century from Cassandra

I feel like Cassandra may not have cared that much about marrying with someone with a really high position or smt (watch s2 disprove me on this lmao). I mean she already has a guaranteed seat among Piltover’s leaders and is the head of one of the richest families there, what else can you want.

Going against the general consensus here and saying Tobias is not a doctor, BUT he has medical training

Tbh the only piece of canon we have about his job is the lol lore that says he's an artificer, so I'm going with that.

Specifically he likes to tinker with weapons and he's the one that made and designed Caitlyn's rifle

Also Caitlyn’s grandma did not approve of her love for shooting in the slightest which actually made Cassandra double down and go "here sweetie have a rifle", to Tobias' utter delight

(It came to bite her in the ass later on but oh well)

Ik a lot of ppl ship them (galaxy brain tbh) but I really like the idea that Grayson was always a good friend of theirs, so despite it all, part of them is happy that she ended up someone their daughter looked up to

Tobias calls Cassandra "Cassie" I take no criticism

Ik I mentioned this, but each Kiramman has their own hunting dog, named after firearms in true nerd fashion. Sniper and Revolver are Caitlyn and Cassandra’s and are the same breed, while Shottie is Tobias' baby and is more of a retriever for hunting waterfowl

They are not homophobic I will take this hc and rip it with my teet- mmmmm everyone is entitled to their hcs everyone is entitled to their hcs everyone is-

I feel like ppl exaggerate the "fun dad strict mom" dynamic a little. I mean if you remember Tobias was the first to want to drop Jayce after the lab blew up while Cassandra was actually more lenient. What I'm saying is, they're probably on the same page a lot more than we think.

They're pretty classist tho let's not gloss over that. *taps watch* fix that. Have you guys seen your future daughter in law??

Speaking of which, after some initial bumps the Kirammans would absolutely adore Vi and you can take this from my cold dead hands

Tobias and Vi would just vibe while their respective wives are bickering about whatever competitive shit they got into. "Should we uh... intervene?" "Oh no darling I quite enjoy living."

Apparently Tobias smokes

Tobias and Caitlyn have matching silly top hats

Vi's first mistake was letting their tailor get her measurements. The Kirammans really like their fancy clothes and their daughter's partner has to match.

Also the Kirammans like to take some family pictures every time they go to the winter estate for hunting season

The first time Vi was with them she was all "aight imma let you to it" to which Cassandra responded rather miffed that they didn't bring along like five of her suits just for her not to be in the photos, now go on and get changed

Caitlyn was both endeared and trying not to laugh her ass off

Ok this got a little long but thanks for opening pandora's box nonnie. I could do a part 2 of the Paranormal AU version if you guys are curious (while jumping through fifty loops to avoid spoilers lol)

[s-shinichirosgf]

Another thirst from me uwu

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Reader is Mikey’s personal assistant/bonten secretary and also assassin, but a different kind. Reader and Mikey have deep feelings for each other but kind of tip toe around it, so it creates romantic and sexual tension 👀

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Sanzu kills with brute force, but reader is Mikey’s secret weapon. With her feminine charm, reader has seduced some of Mikey’s most slippery rivals. She entices them with her looks and soft aura before shooting them dead. But no man is to touch her.

Though reader and Mikey both pine for each other deep down, the profession comes first. But as they inch closer romantically, some concessions have been made. Mikey will handle readers missions down to the last detail himself. Sanzu is kind of miffed reader gets special attention but he knows why. The others suspect something but would rather live to see another day than ask.

Mikey’s most favorite part about readers assignments? Dressing the reader up himself. He orders reader to take a bath first as he starts to move around her room.

Once reader is out of the shower, he lays out lingerie sets on the bed. All different colors, patterns and material. Reader-chan will put on her lingerie set right in front him, of giving Mikey a little private show for his eyes only. He enjoys it so so much. No money in the world compares to watching his jewel put on pretty underwear for him.

Afterwards, Mikey helps reader into her dress. Lingering touches everywhere. Reader has a really beautiful perfume on her, and Mikey inhales it. Soft touches that leave readers skin tingling. She allows herself a moment of vulnerability and blushes like a maiden in love when Mikey puts her heels on her feet for her. Bontens mighty king kneeling, all to make her pretty for him. She is not dressed for her targets.

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“Do you have any questions about this, YN?” Mikey’s hands rest on readers hips.

“No, sir.”

“What is the golden rule?” Mikey kisses readers neck very softly.

“No man but you is allowed to touch me, sir.”

“Correct, princess. Now go out there and leave Bonten’s mark.”

Reader leaves, but she still feels the ghost of that kiss on her neck. She doesn’t know Mikey is watching her leave, his heart pining hard for her as well. He’ll give her a hell of a reward when she gets back. 😩😩

Mikey’s last order echoes in her mind: “when you get back, you come to my bed.”

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I’m so down bad it’s ridiculous. Also soft romantic tension…HNMGH I’m sorry I’m just so 🥺❤️

HNNGH

Hey hey hey~

Ohhhhhh bonten!Mikey+assassin!reader!! Greyyyy this is so good wtffff That's such a good combo, what a power couple 😫😫

I feel you, sometimes the pinning is just so fucking good—the build-up to when they finally get together, after all the lingering gazes and touches, after all the back and forth and all the teasing remarks hhhhhhnh, it's just chef's kiss

Anddd plsss here Mikey is such a teasing bastard, both to himself and reader! You know you want her, dude, you don't need to play coy!! Thankfully he finally made the move by the end, I honestly don't think his possessive ass would have held on for much longer, not after seeing reader all dolled up without him being able to really do anything night after night.

I bet reader wouldn't be able to walk away from his bed the day after, not for a long while, not after he finally got his hands on her. The king who bows to no one finally does bend the knee, but only to worship his queen like she deserves, leaving no inch of skin untouched.

And I really do understand you about being down bad ��� I still have a bonten Mikey au in my head that won't leave me alone.....I'll write it......one day...... hopefully lol

[the-widow-sisters]

hey, friend! Your writing never fails to impress me! I loved your recent one about Yelena learning to swim.

It sparked an idea for another request! I thought about maybe back in Ohio, Yelena probably forced Natasha to do her makeup and play together… it would be sweet for Natasha to help Yelena do her makeup for an event at the Avengers compound! It could be super duper sweet and fluffy…. maybe even a bit angsty depending on your take on it!!❤️

A/N: Aww, thank you so much! 🥺💖💖💖 And thank you so much for this incredible request! I loved writing this one, and it actually ended up a pretty good balance of fluff and angst. I meant for it to turn out fluffier, but the angst just kind of snuck in, lol 😂💖

I hope you enjoy! 🥰💕

Word Count: 2817

“You’ve got to be still,” Natasha gently chastised for what felt like the millionth time as Yelena ducked her head away from the brush that Natasha was using to dust the blush on Yelena’s cheeks.

“Why do I have to wear makeup anyway?” Yelena questioned, her voice conveying precisely how unhappy she was with the whole thing. Natasha shook her head, raising an eyebrow.

“You were the one that wanted to!” Natasha declared, and Yelena just breathed out, misery seeping into her tone as she effectively pulled off the dramatics. Natasha rolled her eyes a little, still trying to dust the blush on her as Yelena moved back and tried to dodge her efforts.

“I take it back,” Yelena whined, and Natasha just looked at her with fond exasperation.

“Do you really?” Natasha questioned, stopping in her movement of the brush, and Yelena looked at her for a long moment, shifting her gaze slightly between the brush and Natasha’s gaze.

She finally just puffed out her cheeks, strongly resembling her younger self that would always demand for Natasha to put makeup on and then change her mind about it. She finally just grumpily settled in place with a huff, letting Natasha continue.

Natasha let out a gentle breath, smiling softly yet affectionately as she reached out and touched the girl’s chin and tugged her nearer. Natasha pressed a small kiss to her nose, and Yelena immediately looked less miffed and a little more interested in remaining still despite the slight grumpiness still on her face.

An Avengers party was being hosted in the lower parts of the compound, and Natasha and Yelena were currently getting ready for the occasion in their room in the upstairs section of the building.

This in itself was not terribly strange.

However, very strangely and in great contrast to Yelena’s typical choice in attire to these sorts of events, Yelena had declared that she had wanted makeup and wanted Natasha to do it for her. While Natasha found this to be rather odd, she was quick to comply with Yelena’s wishes, more than willing to do it if it would make Yelena happy. Even if Natasha did not think that her baby sister ever needed to wear makeup.

Which brought them to where they were now with Yelena giving her a hard time and Natasha fighting to get the makeup on her in an orderly manner.

“It’s really not so bad, detka… You wanted this,” Natasha expressed as she gently dusted the brush across her cheeks to finish up. Yelena huffed with a slight giggle, tilting her head barely to avoid Natasha’s brush as it danced along her skin.

“I didn’t really,” Yelena muttered under her breath so quietly that she obviously had not meant for Natasha to catch the words. Natasha furrowed her brow, pausing immediately as she looked at her baby sister. Yelena looked at her somewhat uncertainly, and Natasha gazed back at her worriedly.

“Did someone pressure you to wear makeup?” Natasha questioned, a hint of danger in her voice. Anger was hotly rising within her at the idea that someone would even imply that her perfect, beautiful, amazing baby sister would ever need makeup to cover her naturally gorgeous features.

Yelena was quick to shake her head, obviously detecting Natasha’s protectiveness as she shifted her honey-greens to meet Natasha’s gaze reassuringly.

“No… I just… I thought that I should,” Yelena explained, and Natasha just gaped at her.

“Why?” Natasha questioned, completely dumbfounded as she stared at the younger woman blankly. Yelena shrugged a little, looking down as she examined her hands where she was sitting down on the bed before the redhead.

“I never wear makeup to these things, and I realized that I might be making you look weird or out of place because of it since you and everyone else always does,” Yelena admitted, and Natasha felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart. Yelena glanced up at her somewhat nervously before concentrating her gaze on her hands once again.

“My sweet girl, I would never want you to change your beautiful, natural face for anything or anyone,” Natasha told her, reaching out and cradling Yelena’s jaw in her hands as she looked into her eyes and tried to convey precisely how strongly she felt about the subject.

“You’re the most gorgeous person in the world. With or without any of this,” Natasha gestured to the makeup strewed on the bed nearby them. Yelena’s eyes shone with affection as she stared into Natasha’s. Yelena moved her eyes over Natasha’s face, offering her a onceover, and Natasha almost felt the conflict rolling off of the younger woman.

“That’s not true,” Yelena argued, finally voicing her disagreement with Natasha’s statement, and Natasha furrowed her brow a little, starting to open her mouth to further continue this dispute.

“Not when you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen,” Yelena confessed. Natasha just stared at her for a moment, taken off-guard a little by not only the unexpectedness of the words but also by the pure honesty and confidence in Yelena’s tone as she uttered the words.

Natasha started to let her hands drop from Yelena’s jaw as she shook her head.

“I’m not—”

“You are,” Yelena immediately cut her off, leaving no room for arguments. Natasha laughed just a little in spite of herself and looked down at her lap. She then gazed back up at the blonde.

“Just accept it, poser. It’s true,” Yelena smirked a little, some of her signature teasing and playfulness shining through.

“You’ve obviously never looked at yourself in the mirror, huh?” Natasha sighed softly, a gentle smile on her face, and Yelena just shrugged in reply to her, smirking a little. However, Natasha’s own smile faded a little as she looked at her baby sister.

“You will never make me look out of place. It’s not even required for us to wear makeup.”

“Then why do you feel like you have to?” Yelena turned the focus onto Natasha yet again, and Natasha was thrown off at the fact that she had managed to successfully make it about Natasha all over again.

“I don’t… It’s,” Natasha let out a deep sigh, huffing as she paused for a moment.

“For a long time, it was the best way to get people to listen to me as the only female Avenger,” Natasha confessed finally, the words quiet as she almost whispered them in the space between her and Yelena. Yelena’s eyes were locked onto her intensely, and Natasha swallowed.

“Granted, they usually weren’t looking at my face, but it was a little easier to eventually get them to listen to what I had to say because they were always lingering,” Natasha admitted, and she was suddenly met with the feel of Yelena grasping her hand. Natasha smiled gratefully at her for her support.

“It’s also a really good way to hide,” Natasha admitted, and Yelena tilted her head curiously. She did not say anything, but Natasha knew she was a little confused by the words since Natasha had just said that it was a way to be noticed. Natasha breathed out, mentally preparing herself to vocalize feelings that she had never really told anyone. Even Clint.

“While it helps me to be noticed and some of my ideas to come through, it keeps people from seeing the real me,” Natasha confessed, and Yelena squeezed her hand a little tighter.

“It’s a mask. One that I’ve grown comfortable hiding under,” Natasha finished, and when she looked back up at Yelena, she was surprised to see the blonde’s eyes full of sympathy, adoration, and so much protectiveness.

“You don’t have to hide. I’m with you,” Yelena told her softly, and Natasha just nodded a little, realizing that her voice was a little weaker than she had counted on as she started to try to speak. She remained silent for a few moments, and she finally looked up at Yelena.

“Maybe one day,” Natasha expressed, not clarifying the statement any further as she stated the words. Yelena nodded, her gaze full of understanding as she comprehended the unspoken meaning.

“Don’t feel pressured to wear any of this because of me and my issues, okay? I can take all of it off of your face right now if it’s what you want and would be more comfortable with,” Natasha offered as she looked at her baby sister. Yelena looked at the makeup on the bed and she shrugged a little.

“You already tortured me with the evil brush. Why not go the rest of the way?” Yelena smirked softly, and Natasha eyed her worriedly.

“Okay… But only if you’re completely sure.”

“I’m sure. After all, I want to match moya starshaya sestra,” Yelena admitted, and Natasha nodded a little as she started to pick up some darker eyeshadow.

“You could try for muted colors or nudes?” Natasha questioned, and Yelena furrowed her brow in confusion, obviously having no idea what Natasha was talking about. Judging from how she looked somewhere between being a little weirded out and laughing in reply to Natasha, Natasha assumed that Yelena likely assumed that nudes meant being naked.

“I meant like light colored makeup that goes with your natural look,” Natasha told her, some exasperation showing in her tone. Yelena allowed herself a laugh and a wide smirk, and Natasha shook her head, playfully shoving at Yelena’s shoulder.

“Not like that, you perv,” Natasha scolded playfully, and Yelena moved dramatically with the shove.

“I didn’t say anything! How do you know what I thought?!” Yelena shot back, and Natasha grinned a little as she looked at the blonde.

“I could see it on your face,” Natasha explained, and Yelena just rolled her eyes before growing a little more serious and positioning herself so that Natasha could more easily access her.

“The naked people makeup sounds good. The darker eyeshadow is good, too, though,” Yelena commented, and Natasha laughed a bit in spite of herself because of Yelena’s earlier comment. Yelena waggled her eyebrows playfully, and Natasha huffed before leaning into Yelena’s space and taking her chin between her thumb and index finger softly.

“Stay still for me, okay?” Natasha breathed gently. Yelena sighed but as Natasha pressed another kiss to her nose mirroring the one from before, Yelena once again grew still.

Natasha then gently started to work at Yelena’s face, putting the eyeshadow on in a nice smoky eye. Yelena closed her eyes, allowing Natasha to do as she wanted with her face, and Natasha softly brushed the eyeshadow on.

Once she had finished working on her eyes, she tapped her chin softly, getting her to open her eyes. Yelena opened them for her, and Natasha felt her heart squeeze at just how beautiful those honey-greens were. The makeup made them stand out a little more strongly, but they were still absolutely breathtaking on their own.

Natasha nodded in wordless approval before moving down to get mascara. She very carefully started to try to apply it on Yelena’s lashes.

Yelena instinctively drew back as Natasha brought the mascara wand near her eyeball.

“I agreed to putting on makeup, not stabbing me in the eye with a spiky twig,” Yelena commented, and Natasha could not help but laugh in reply to Yelena’s dramatics.

“You goofball. I’m going to swipe it up on the top lashes and down on the bottom ones. I won’t get it in your eye, I promise,” Natasha assured her.

Yelena let out a small breath, but somewhat uncomfortably remained still for Natasha to work on her. Before too terribly long, Natasha finished the lashes, and she pulled back to take a look. She smiled in spite of herself, pressing a soft, affectionate kiss to Yelena’s cheek nearby her hairline to try to keep from disrupting her work on her face.

“You’re gorgeous,” Natasha expressed softly, and Yelena puffed up a bit with the praise.

Natasha then reached over to grab some very light-colored lipstick that only applied the barest of shades to Yelena’s lips. Yelena followed her movements with her eyes but remained perfectly still in Natasha’s hold. Natasha moved nearer, looking down at Yelena’s lips.

“Open your mouth and kind of make an O shape,” Natasha instructed, and Yelena followed her instructions easily. Natasha applied the lipstick carefully before moving back.

“Rub them together,” Natasha told her quietly, and Yelena complied. Once she finished, she looked at Natasha questioningly. Natasha felt her heart swelling with pride as she gazed at the person that she was proud to call her baby sister. The only person she had ever seen that could easily outshine any celebrity or movie star without even trying.

“What?” Yelena asked, and Natasha just smiled to herself, closing the lipstick as she started to put the makeup away into the bag. Yelena just watched her carefully, and Natasha finally looked up at the blonde, trying to hold back the tears in her eyes. Yelena looked a little bewildered at the sudden presence of tears, but she wasted no time in shifting nearer and reaching up to cup either side of Natasha’s neck in an attempt to offer reassurance.

“What’s wrong?” Yelena questioned, worry strongly prevalent in her tone as she tried to catch her gaze. Natasha shook her head, finally meeting her eyes.

“Nothing. It’s just… You’re just perfect. And I don’t know what I did to deserve anyone as perfect as you in my life,” Natasha admitted, and Yelena’s eyes softened as she almost looked as if she might cry herself.

Natasha took a deep breath, trying to get ahold of her emotions as she reached her arms up to wrap them around Yelena tightly. Yelena rested her chin on Natasha’s shoulder as she squeezed her.

“Moya mladshaya sestra… Ty vyrosla v prekrasnuyu zhenshchinu, i ya gorzhus' toboy kazhdyy den',”1Natasha expressed, and Yelena sniffled a little against her, tightening her grip in reply to the words.

They just sat there holding one another for a long moment until they were suddenly interrupted by a knock at the door.

“Tasha? Yelena? You ready to go to the party?” Kate’s voice rang out from the other side of the door.

“Just a second! We’re coming,” Natasha yelled to her, and she chuckled a little, starting to pull away from Yelena.

However, Yelena just grabbed onto her more firmly, scooting closer and starting to move her legs on either side of Natasha to straddle her lap and try to keep her on the bed and there cuddling her. Natasha laughed fondly.

“My sunshine, you have to let go of me, okay? We’ve got to go down to the party,” Natasha told her, and Yelena shook her head insistently.

“Just wanna stay and cuddle now,” Yelena mumbled somewhere near her ear. Natasha rolled her eyes affectionately.

“Kate’s waiting on us,” Natasha tried to convince, starting to attempt to push Yelena off of her as she grabbed at the girl’s waist and legs as she tried to gain purchase against her grip.

“Screw Katie-Bear. Let her go by herself. She’s a big girl,” Yelena huffed, and Natasha sighed with a slight grin, slipping her hands underneath Yelena’s suit jacket so she could access her sides.

“You’re not being very sweet toward our favorite kiddo,” Natasha commented as she dug her fingers into Yelena’s ribs. Yelena yelped, quickly trying to dodge her hands as she fell back onto the bed. Natasha grinned widely as she looked down at the blonde. She started to get up from the bed, slipping on the shoes that she had placed nearby for the party as she straightened her dress. Yelena just huffed grumpily.

“For the record, my favorite kid is Little Peter. Yours is Kate Bishop,” Yelena clarified, a haughtiness in her voice, and Natasha rolled her eyes affectionately, smacking Yelena’s pants-covered leg playfully.

“Sure. Put your shoes on, you little gremlin,” Natasha told her, starting over to the door. She heard Yelena somewhere behind her hurrying and starting to slip on her shoes. Almost as soon as she reached the door, Yelena was directly behind her, and Natasha flashed her an affectionate glance.

Natasha opened the door, and there was Kate waiting patiently as she looked down at her phone, minimal makeup on her face but just enough to bring out those gorgeous gunmetal blues. She grinned widely as she realized they opened the door, but her eyes quickly went wide as she took in the sight of the both of them.

“Wow…”

Natasha looked over at Yelena with a grin before returning her gaze to the sweet kid before her. Kate blinked for a moment, looking between them before shaking her head slowly and meeting Natasha’s eyes.

“Next time, I’m doing my makeup with you two,” Kate declared suddenly, reverence in her gaze.

Natasha and Yelena both immediately burst into laughter.

(1) "You have grown into a beautiful woman and I am proud of you every day."

[feralgodmothers]

Hmmmm. I like Marty. I don’t like how the writing in season seven changed him. Although. I do kinda understand why he pretended to not know Rory. It’s the whole mars/venue double standard thing I hate. So really I’m just miffed that the writing fell back on a tired trope.

Mitchum had a point. And it didn’t really matter if he sugarcoated it or not. Either way. Rory was gonna spiral. Remember the incredible sinking Lorelai’s? She doesn’t like failing. However minor. So yeah. Mitchum had a point. And Rory was gonna go nuts however he said it

I agree about Marty. I liked him, and then s7 made him really weird for no reason. I kinda shipped him with Rory (because he came along when I was still watching the show with hopes that Rory would do what I wanted her to do, rather than just seeing how things played out). I remember thinking that the way they met was really cute, and would be a funny story for their hypothetical future children once they got old enough. Like “You know how we always said ‘we met at college’? Well, here’s what really happened…” 😂 But idk. I liked how chill and straightforward he was, but I guess that’s not Rory’s thing. I think he’s pretty underrated in the fandom. (Like how are there more people who ship Rory with Tristan than with Marty??? If you’re gonna ship her with somebody she’s not into, then the least you could do is ship her with the guy who didn’t bully her, lol)

I kind of agree about Mitchum too. I’ve seen arguments from every side, and I see where they’re all coming from - but my gut says that he was right, and maybe what drew him to that conclusion was wrong. Like - no, I don’t think he needed to sugarcoat it. He wasn’t even that harsh - it was just blunt and seemingly out of nowhere. I don’t know much about the journaling business, so I don’t know how likely it is that someone like Mitchum could discern the “it factor” in interns. Maybe there’s something to it, idk. Maybe it’s true that some interns do put themselves out there and shove their way into places they “don’t belong”, and that that’s a good indicator for success in the field. But I would think that - just like with most fields - there would be naturals, and there would be those who could train themselves to be whatever they needed to be to do the work. So yeah - maybe Rory wasn’t the naturally ruthless go-getter she needed to be for this career, but she had the potential to learn imo (if we ignore AYITL lol). Giving her a head’s up of what was expected might have been nice, but Mitchum’s not a nice guy. And that’s the thing - some people aren’t nice. She had to deal with Paris in school, who (at least in the beginning) actively tried to tear her down, and Rory persevered exceptionally through that. I can only figure that this was the first time Rory had to face someone in authority doubting her abilities, and I can sympathize with her to an extent on that, but… GIRL. Having a full-on crisis over it was insane, and watching her essentially prove him right for a period of time was disappointing. I was very happy to see her return with renewed zeal after she put herself back on track though. That’s what gave me hope that she could eventually become who she needed to be for this line of work. But honestly - the thing that had me doubting Rory’s journaling skills the most, and was never really addressed - was the fact that she would cave every time she was confronted about an article she wrote. Again - I know virtually nothing about being a journalist, so I can’t say whether the pieces Rory did on the ballerina or on trust fund kids were “good” from a journalism perspective, but if I remember right - the kind of journalism Rory wanted to do would have been very controversial, and would have had lots of people become angry with her (including powerful people in authority). So if anything, Rory really needed to develop a crazy-strong backbone, a clear head for what was right to report, and a readiness to stand by the things she wrote. And for me - that’s what she didn’t have, and I’m not so sure she learned it either. I would have liked to see her succeed, but it just… didn’t happen.