#(even though I already have 150+ and I really don’t need more)

[quibbs126]

Oh heck Craiyon suddenly got much better at making Cookie Run characters

[xaharadesert]

Petite MC - Headcanon

Arcana Characters (Main 6) x MC

A/N: Can you believe that I wrote like 150 Arcana headcanon sets before someone asked for a petite mc? I feel like this is a classic that I missed out on in my early days. Please let me know if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes :) requests are open!

❤️Julian❤️

He was already constantly filled with anxiety and an ever looming sense of dread, but meeting you has somehow increased it

Logically he knows that your size doesn’t diminish your many talents and capabilities, but he worries all the same

He likes to keep you in his line of sight, and in crowded spaces he’ll hold your hand or place one of his hands on your back or shoulder so you don’t disappear into the fray

Often he can be seen looking behind you, a bit hunched over so he can hear what you’re saying

He likes to think he looks like a scary guard dog, but depending on the circumstances there’s a good chance he looks even more scared than you

🧡Portia🧡

You can be short legends together

She hopes you’re okay with short jokes, because now that she has a partner who’s just as short as her, she’ll be making them all the time

Says you can tag team taking out people’s ankles if they piss you off

She really likes that she doesn’t have to worry about getting on her tiptoes to kiss you since you’re about the same height

Once joked about having you sit on her shoulders with a cloak to pretend to be Muriel while committing crimes

💛Lucio💛

Loves being the taller one in the relationship, it makes him feel strong and important

He’s always been a fan of heels (the higher the better), but he does appreciate that he can give his feet a break when he’s out with you

Does try to talk you into wearing heels for special events though; he says it’s more fun to look down at people

Makes short jokes when he’s feeling petty, but they’re not very well thought out, and mostly come down to “well, you’re short, and that’s bad because I say so”

Still feels really bad about this later, and insists that you should feel insulted even if you were totally unaffected

💚Muriel💚

He may actually cry from the stress

He’s always been uncomfortable aware of his own size, and that sensation is heightened whenever you’re around

If he bumps into you, you will be going down, and he is terrified of that

He tries to make himself smaller by hunching over whenever he’s standing or sitting next to you to draw less attention to the size difference (obviously it doesn’t work, and most people just pity him since he looks so awkward)

Hates that people are perceiving him as a sort of guard dog for you; he feels like the juxtaposition is leading to stereotyping, and you’ll need to reassure him that you don’t see him that way

💙Asra💙

You know, he’s never really noticed it all that much

Of course, on a physical level he knows you’re pretty small, but as someone who has always been right in the middle of short and tall, he doesn’t really see it as a very big deal

He does like that you’re just short enough to fit under his chin when he hugs you, but that’s about it

You don’t have to reach too far to give him a kiss, which is also a plus

And he’s already got plenty of step-stools around for reaching the top shelves, so there’s no need to ask (not that anything but decorations ever goes on those shelves anyway; if neither of you can reach them on your own, why bother giving them a practical use?)

💜Nadia💜

Adjusting to your height takes a bit of getting used to for her

She’s the type to wear heels and keep perfect posture, so she stands tall even among people of a similar height

She accidentally looks over your head until you call her attention down to you pretty often

Expect to be gifted plenty of heels or platform shoes early on in the relationship

She’s not particularly fond of the idea of abandoning her own heels, but if you struggle with yours then she’ll switch to something a bit more practical so she can kiss you more easily

She complained about neck pain exactly one (1) time, and silently prays that you never bring it up again to tease her

[zahri-melitor]

Spoilery thoughts on Batman #148:

This story was pretty clearly drafted to be a 5 or 6 issue story, probably originally resolving in #150 as bringing the family together is a nice round number issue sort of event. My best guess is that the Nakano and Vandal Savage plot and some more of the back ups around the captured villains got cut to the bone to speed things up after Zdarsky was told #150 was needed for Absolute Power (and #149 is apparently doing the epilogue to set up for whatever goes on in Absolute Power). There’s a couple of really clear “and we just skipped 3-4 pages” sort of moments in the shape of the script for this issue (and in hindsight in #147) that if it had been allowed even an extra issue the story would have more space to breathe.

And despite that revised pagecount, Zdarsky still manages to deliver the moments he wanted to bring for Dick, Babs, Jason, Tim and Damian, so I’m impressed by that. Cass unfortunately did get relegated, but if I’m being objective about this, DC’s still waffling over whether Current Cass is adopted or not, and Zdarsky was already juggling a big list of characters (plus part of the point of having a big cast is that you don’t HAVE to focus on all the cast).

I did like how much space Zdarsky still found for the Damian-Tim-ZEA Robin plot. That did NOT resolve the way I predicted from the costume’s first hints in the background (I was totally on team ‘Tim puts on the costume sacrificially to try to get through to ZEA Bruce thinking he can handle this, and gets brainwashed’), but it was satisfying in terms of acknowledging Tim and Damian’s relationship (it was giving me Gates of Gotham vibes, which are the best Tim and Damian working together vibes), there was more discussion of the different elements both bring to the role of Robin and what’s good and bad about each, and how ZEA Robin doesn’t understand what makes you Robin. It was a pretty balanced fight scene. Tim gives Damian an assist, Damian gives Tim an assist, Tim’s a bit too overconfident and pays for it, Damian was a bit petulant about having to sit part of it out (though being tied up is like, PURE Robin aesthetic).

As far as the costumes go for the Robins Fight scene: honestly, switching Tim into a darker costume that was black and green with red accents complemented Damian’s black and grey with red accents aesthetic well, and contrasted with the ZEA costume being so bright red and yellow (which is playing off the original red, yellow and purple ZEA suit). Jimenez also gave everyone a different mask shape, which also helped distinguish everyone when you have three ‘Robins’ appearing in the same fight. All the Bat redesigns at the moment are leaning into darker palettes, and I appreciated the choice to go back to green as Tim’s ‘colour’, rather than red, given: his pre-2006 history used to use green quite often as his distinguishing colour; he can share it with Babs (team green for the computer nerds!); it’s not a colour they’ve particularly focused on for Damian for ages; and it gets him out from under having to share colour palette with Jason, given Jason can’t keep a costume consistent for a year.

It’s fine. It’s not my favourite Robin design I’ve ever seen, it’s not the worst Robin design I’ve ever seen (even on Tim), and it made the fight a lot clearer to follow.

I really liked that Barbara’s contribution was Oracle based and it made her inclusion make sense. I cackled at Dick getting to punch Daniel Captio (I was having serious echoes of the Cave argument in Bruce Wayne: Murderer/Fugitive, and from Tim’s delighted face for that punch I think Tim was too).

In terms of Jason, having him volunteer to take on the Lazarus-linked part of the plot and tell Bruce “let us have control of our own decisions” IS the resolution and apology for the mind alteration plot (which I am still pretty sure was a Rosenberg driven decision, not a Zdarsky one, in Gotham War), and look. That’s the sort of resolution you get a lot for comics plots. They’re cool. It was never going to end up as a big song and dance.

I like that the resolution pulled everything back to Failsafe. Good way to round off 2 years on the title. Nice extended story arc, with shout outs all the way back to #125.

I did have to laugh at Nakano calling Cass, Steph and Duke ‘child soldiers’ though. Those are all actual adults, sir! Even Duke’s supposed to be 18+ now.

[klaus-littlestwolf]

Can you please do anal with Klaus and Y/n

Or something like that

Maybe klaus fucks her with a vibrator up her ass

Of course if you’re uncomfortable I understand, after reading the highschool klaus I thought you might be someone who would write it

The Art Nerd

Modern!Highschool Klaus M. Pt.4

Warning: Smut! Anal sex, Squirting, Dirty talk, and tooth rotting levels of Dd/Lg sweetness from Daddy!Klaus

Masterlist

‘Okay, let’s go mail them!’ Y/n grinned, hopping up and down excitedly, somehow she was more excited about me going to Art school than I was.

‘I still don’t like that you paid for this, I-‘

‘You need to let it go Daddy, I’ve already paid for your applications and it’s only to 3 schools. All of which you’re going to get in so it’ll be worth it!’

We’ve been together for a week now and in the last week Y/n has insisted I apply to art schools that I’m never going to get into. I know that she wants me to pursue my dream but I don’t know if I can take the rejection. All of the schools I would consider going to are extremely prestigious and competitive, they also only accept 150 kids every year but she insists that I try. I agreed to 3 of the applications of which she has helped me with the past few days, my top school however I refused to even apply. The price for the application was 150 dollars and Y/n had paid for the 3 I was sending already which cost 120. I hate her spending money on me, I should be spoiling her, that’s my job as her boyfriend, then again her parents gave her money instead of caring for her so she really didn’t need me to.

‘I love how optimistic you are for me Babygirl.’ I loved that she believed in me so much, though I hated how much she doubted herself. She had gone on and on to me about how dumb she is and I assumed she was failing out of school when she has a 3.8 GPA, however I convinced her to apply to schools in the same areas as the ones I am, with any luck we will get to at least be close if not get an apartment together.

‘I’m not optimistic, I’m realistic! You’re fucking talented Daddy, they would be stupid as fuck not to pick you!’ God I love this girl.

After mailing the applications for the both of us we ended up back at my house where Y/n had been staying with me for 4 days straight now.

‘You realize it’s going to be your fourth night staying here in a row, right?’ I questioned and she looked up at me from where she had sat on my bed, pulling out her math book.

‘Yeah…?’

‘Don’t you think we should talk about that?’ I changed into a pair of sweats and removed my shirt, getting comfortable to not do anything for the rest of the night since it was Friday and we could lounge around the entire weekend.

‘Oh…um, okay. I mean, I can go. I didn’t realize that you-‘

‘What? No! Y/n, no! I mean we should talk about you bringing stuff here if you’re going to be staying from now on. I can move some stuff and you can have a couple of drawers, you can bring your shampoo and shit so you don’t keep going home to shower. The shower thing is becoming very inconvenient as I would very much like to take a shower with my girlfriend, we are doing that tomorrow whether you like it or not.’ I teased, pushing her back onto the bed and lifting her legs and wrapping them around my waist as I crawled over top of her.

‘Is that right?’

‘Yes, it is.’ Her eyebrows went up before I leaned into her neck, sucking a dark red mark onto her skin.

‘I suppose I’ll just have to get used to the idea then, won’t I?’ I grunted an affirmation while continuing to kiss her neck, trailing my hands up under her shirt. ‘We can go and I’ll pack a bag tomorrow if you’re okay with it. My parents won’t care, probably won’t even notice if I’m perfectly honest.’ She said it as if it was normal and she didn’t care but I knew deep down it bothered her a lot that her parents didn’t give a shit about her. ‘My god you’re a fucking horn dog!’ She teased, feeling my hard cock pressing against her pussy.

‘Yes, we know this. I’m a 17 year old boy, it’s common sense to assume that…I love you.’ I had previously told her that I love her in passing, teasingly but also serious however she looked at me shocked as she could feel how deeply I meant it.

‘Nik-‘

‘I love you. I’m sorry you don’t have enough people telling you that because you deserve it and it’s their loss that they don’t get to know what an amazing, generous and wonderful girl you are but I love you Y/n.’ She nodded slowly as if taking it in before a huge smile overtook her face.

‘I love you too Nik. I love you so much.’ She pulled me down to press her lips to mine hard. ‘You know what else?’ She asked against my lips and I pulled back to look at her.

‘What?’

‘I trust you.’ I felt honored by that, I know she has a hard time trusting people so to know she trusts me is a wonderful feeling.

‘I trust you too, and I would never hurt you. You’re my Princess.’ I trailed my lips down her neck, continuing to suck marks there knowing how much she loves and hates it, constantly having to cover them with makeup.

‘Maybe we try something new tonight?’

‘Mmm, like what?’ We’d only been together a week but we’d proved to be a very horny and adventurous couple. I couldn’t imagine what she meant by that.

‘Like maybe another hole?’ She whispered as I continued sucking on her skin until my brain caught up to her words and I pulled back, looking down at her in shock.

‘Really? You-you want to-I would need to stretch you out first.’ She shook her head, taking my hand and bringing it down to her pussy, my fingers grazing something against her asshole and I quickly realized something was already stretching her little hole out for me. ‘Fuck!’ I practically ripped her shorts and panties from her body to see the green jewel on the end of the butt plug that she knew was my favorite color. ‘You’re so fucking perfect, you know that? Are…are you sure?’ She nodded, grinning excitedly and I didn’t need to ask again, pulling my sweats and boxers down before moving to grab the lube I had in my drawer. I placed the bottle beside me before leaning down, ready to shove my face into her cunt when she pulled on my hair.

‘If you want to do that later, fine, but I have had a butt plug in my ass for almost 2 hours, and I’m already dripping. If you don’t fuck me now, I swear to God, someone is going to!’ Her tone was playful but I could tell how serious she really was and I growled, pulling the green jewel from her ass and hearing her whimper as it popped free.

‘Fuck!’ I cursed, seeing her hole open slightly and quickly squirting the bottle on my fingers, pushing them into her and feeling how tight she still was before practically filling my hand with it and lathering my cock in the slick substance. ‘You tell me to stop and I will, okay?’ She nodded firmly, determination covering her face as I lined my cock up with her hole and began pushing in, hissing at the tight squeeze. I had thought her pussy would kill me when I fucked her the first time, and now as I pushed all the way into her hole I’m thinking I may be reincarnated during this she’s so damn tight. ‘GodDammit! How many times have you done this?! Fuck you’re tight!’

‘Never…’ she whimpered and I froze, looking down at her in shock. I had just assumed, clearly incorrectly, that she had tried everything with James…and here I am in her ass for the first time.

‘Why didn’t you tell me that-‘

‘Don’t make it a big deal, I never trusted him…I love you Nik.’

I just stared at her for a moment in shock. It was one of the very few times she didn’t call me “Daddy” while I’m inside of her and it gave me butterflies in my stomach. ‘Y/n, I…my God Princess, I love you so fucking much!’ I leaned down to press my lips to hers and as I did we both cried out at the pressure.

‘I wish it had always been you, wish I could have given you my virginity-‘ I covered her mouth with my hand, resting my forehead onto hers as I took a deep breath.

‘You’ve given me everything that means anything Y/n, virginity is a fake construct created by men to shame women. You’ve given me your love and trust, your body is just a plus…a fantastic plus that I’m deeply in love with-‘ she smacked my ass as I teased her and made her giggle which only made me grunt as she squeezed my cock when she laughed. ‘Okay. Breathe.’ She nodded as I leaned on my arms and pulled back out of her, pushing back in again and not being able to stop the smile as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. ‘You’re so fucking beautiful.’ I pushed back in 2 more times before speeding my pace up a bit as she began to start moving as well, relaxing under me as she grew used to the new feeling and wrapped her arms around my neck.

‘Yes Daddy! Your cock feels so good! Ahh!’ I knew I wasn’t going to last long and I was determined to make her cum before I did, also knowing we would definitely be doing this again.

‘Are you gonna cum for Daddy, Princess? You gonna cum from Daddy fucking this tight little hole?’

‘Yeah…’

‘Yeah? Daddy’s fucking your tiny babyhole right now, I know that makes you want to cum! You need it!’ My hands gripped her thighs and lifted her legs up, pushing them onto my shoulders and she wailed! I shoved into her once more before her back arched and she squirt all over my lower body and the blanket which was the single sexiest thing I believe I had ever fucking seen and not a second later I was cumming right along side her, filling her asshole as full as I possibly could, crashing our lips together as we came.

I couldn’t tell you how long we stayed in that position, unable to move until I felt her shiver against me. Being covered in cum in a basement with the air conditioner on is a bad combination, however I keep it on almost always as Y/n likes to sleep in the cold and be able to snuggle into my warm body under heavy, fuzzy blankets. It makes me feel like I’m in the arctic sometimes but I like how happy she is when we cuddle under 6 Sherpa blankets with a heavy comforter on top.

‘Hold on gorgeous, hold on.’ I pulled myself out of her gently and moved to the bathroom, washing my cock off from the pint of lube and cum before getting a wet cloth. I grabbed 2 pairs of my boxers and 2 shirts before quickly cleaning her off as well.

‘Don’t feel gorgeous, feel sticky.’ She mumbled, grimacing as I wiped her thighs, before sighing.

‘Well you are, gorgeous as always. Daddy’s perfect Babygirl. You’re the most perfect girl that’s ever walked this earth and I am the luckiest man in existence that you’ve decided that I am worthy of getting to love you.’ Her face blushed a deep red and I loved seeing how flustered she got when I said things like that. She deserved all the love in the world and for some reason she had never gotten any until me, so I will be making sure she knows how perfect she is every chance I get. ‘How do you feel? I didn’t harm you, did I?’ I wondered, lifting her legs and maneuvering the boxers up her body to cover her before sitting her up and pulling the shirt over her arms and head.

‘No Nik, I’m okay. A little sore but totally fine, wonderful, absolutely perfect! My Daddy made me feel so good! I don’t think I’ve ever cum that hard before.’

‘Well that’s good, because you squirt all over me.’ I smiled, kissing her nose before seeing her eyes widen and quickly pressed our lips together before she could do something stupid like apologize to me. ‘It was hot, I would say the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen but I think watching my cock push into your asshole has to be the sexiest thing.’ I brushed her hair out with the brush on the bedside table before putting it up for her and removing the damp blanket on top of the bed that we had been on, laying a new one on top and crawling in beside her.

‘I love you Daddy…promise me we’re going to be together forever.’

I pulled her close, resting her head on my chest and kissed her head, my hand rubbing up her back. ‘I promise Baby, it’s you and me, Always and Forever.’

4 Months Later

‘Nik! Where are you?!’ I heard Y/n call from the front door. She had officially moved in a week after moving her stuff into my room and after seeing how much of an effect she had on me my mother didn’t mind at all, loving my girlfriend like her own child nearly instantaneously.

‘Kitchen with Elijah and Kol!’ I shouted back, pulling the potatoes out of the oven and finishing playing up our dinner for the night before my brothers tore into the rest.

‘Hey.’ She greeted, pulling me close and kissing me excitedly. ‘I have something for you.’ She told me, holding up a letter.

We had gotten all of our college letters back last week and surprisingly I had been accepted to all of them like she said I would and we had decided on Columbia university. It had an amazing arts program and she was accepted to a school not far, but as she seemed to be holding up a college admissions letter I was confused.

‘What’s this? I got all my school letters back.’ I said just as Rebekah walked in, hugging Y/n in greeting, they had become very good friends despite my pleading them not to.

‘What’s this about school? I thought you got accepted.’

‘I did…what did you do?’ I questioned her and now everyone was looking at us.

‘Well you adamantly refused to apply to the school you wanted to go to most of all and so I paid to get the admissions forms and forged your application. All I had to do was fill in your information and make a portfolio of 20 of your most recent pieces. I picked my favorites…I used my painting as well.’ She blushed and I just stared at her for a moment.

‘That cost $150 Y/n! I told you I didn’t want to do that and you picked paintings I didn’t want to use on top of that?! Why would you-‘ I huffed out a sigh, running my fingers through my hair and turning away to put the dirty dishes in the sink.

‘Rhode Island School of Design.’ Elijah read, having taken it from her.

‘He’s afraid he won’t get into his dream school so he pretended that the price was the reason he didn’t apply.’ She told him and I turned around, glaring.

‘You Spent $150 Dollars On Me For A Rejection Letter!’ She flinched and I instantly relaxed my body as much as I could, never wanting her to be afraid of me. ‘Why would you do this? I told you I wasn’t going to apply and you fought for it but I still said ‘no’. Why would-‘

‘You’ve been accepted.’ Elijah spoke and I spun to look at him, staring for about 5 seconds before snatching the letter and reading over it to see that he was right. It read that they were impressed with my assortment of unique art pieces.

‘I got accepted to a college about 5 miles away if that’s any help in making your decision for-‘ I cut her off by shoving my lips to hers roughly and hugging her to my body, face in my neck.

‘I’m so sorry. Thank you Y/n. Thank you!’ I took hold of her face in my hands and felt like I fell in love with her smiling face all over again. ‘You believed in me when I didn’t, this whole time. I still don’t like you spending money on me but…thank you. Looks like we’re going to Rhode Island next year.’

‘Damn straight Art Nerd, you ain’t goin’ without me! All those art nerd girls, can’t have you being stolen away.’ She teased.

‘Not a chance in Hell Princess. You’re mine. Always and Forever.’

[lightgirlification]

In Stars and Time: After Story Chapter 2

CW for slight intrusive thoughts and TwoHats Spoilers! Let's get this next chapter started shall we?

Chapter 2:

Siffrin was eating lunch in bed, kept under the watchful eye of the rest of the group to not wander off again. He wouldn’t though, his fever was down enough to realize that Loop was gone. They promised they’d be back but when would that be; would it even be when Siffrin was still alive? No, don’t think like that. They promised, and Siffrin had to hold onto that. He remained mostly quiet aside from Isabeau, Bonnie, and Mirabelle occasionally coming in to check on him and Odile, the latter of which had been silent as well. She was currently eating her own meal while reading a book, studying even now.

Siffrin occasionally glanced at her, but when she looked back, he startled and returned to his food. Finally, she gave a sigh, closing her book and placing it down next to her on the nightstand,

“Siffrin, we can’t merely sit in silence forever. If anything, it’s ironically giving me a headache.” The rogue jumped a little and clutched their bowl close to themselves,

“I’m sorry.”

“I was joking Siffrin. Well, about the last part anyway.” She paused for a moment, “I understand you may be feeling responsible for what happened, but I would do it again if you-”

“Yes, if it would save me, Isa said that. You would do terrible things to protect any of us. I already know this; you don’t have to repeat yourself.” Siffrin interrupted harshly. It is silent once more between them, and while Siffrin knows Odile never said the last half this time around, he still felt the need to get it out in the open. After all, he’s only heard it several times within the 150 loops he’s gone through. Siffrin simply took a bite of his soup as things remained quiet for a while, until Odile spoke again,

“I assume I’ve uttered those words in your previous loops.” Siffrin just continued to eat, but his bites were slowly becoming more intense, “But even if I haven’t said them in this timeline, they still hold truth. You and the others are way too important to me now, Siffrin.” The bright haired rogue grimaced,

“I shouldn’t be…” He uttered, “What happened to you…We don’t know what Time Craft has truly done to you, and you had to use it because of me. What if you aren’t the same, like you can’t walk anymore, or you can’t use your crafts as effectively if at all, or-”

“Siffrin slow down for a moment.” Odile said, but Siffrin turned to her swiftly, soup almost flowing over the edge of the bowl,

“No! You were completely unresponsive for 2 days because of me! If you lost any part of yourself because of my stupid actions-”

“Then it’ll be fine because you’re still here!” Siffrin flinched at Odile’s strict tone, her looking at him with narrowed eyes, “Listen to me, and listen to me right now Siffrin, no matter what kind of mindset you’ve gained from your loops, you need to remember this: you deserve to be alive. If I have consequences for using Time Craft, then so be it. Losing you would be far worse than me having to live different then I have before all of this happened!” Odile’s eyes pierced through the bright haired rogue, but they nor her words were trying to attack them, they knew this much at least, “Do you really think after all this that we’d be better off leaving you to your fate? Would you have preferred that outcome?” Siffrin teared up at this and looked down,

“No…” He whimpered, “No I…I don’t want to be separated from all of you…”

“We all know that very well, and we don’t want that either. So…” Odile expression turned to one of tired sadness, one she didn’t show very often, “Please let us in Siffrin. I know it’ll be hard, as I stated we are both private people, but if you are to start healing you must begin talking to us. I told you, no more ‘keeping your feelings inside until you die’, so I expect you to at least try. Please.” Siffrin’s lips formed a thin line as he looked down, eye tightly shut trying to hold back their tears. Odile was right, she was always right. He couldn’t keep all the negative thoughts and emotions to himself anymore, they had done that long enough and they were tired; so, so tired…

‘You’re going to have to talk to them from now on.’

They promised their family, promised Loop, and they would follow through with it.

“I’m…” Siffrin began, “Scared to talk.” Breathe in…and out…“It’s feels as if something is tugging at my stomach. Like…Like…” Siffrin felt his throat close, the bowl in his lap now shaking in his grasp,

“Like when you looped?” Odile asked and Siffrin shivered, but nodded,

“It makes me think I’ll loop back, even though I won’t. I know I should understand that, but I still can’t wrap my head around being free.” Odile placed her dish next to her book on the nightstand,

“Just because you are free Siffrin doesn’t mean you aren’t still affected by what happened to you during the loops. You felt trapped with no way out, and you had to deal with things on your own when we should have been there for you. You may have had Loop if I am correct, but us repeating the same actions in all your loops, only changing when circumstances were altered, didn’t help your situation.” Siffrin went to say something, but Odile raised her hand to stop him, “Yes, you should have brought it up to us, that much is certain. However, again, you are a private person who tries to tackle your problems on your own. Your mindset is dangerous but considering that we all weren’t open with how we felt about each other, it scared you into thinking we didn’t care.” The Researcher looked to the side, eyebrows knitting together, “I suppose I am the same in some regard, afraid of what others may think.” Siffrin blinked, then recalled Odile’s past,

“Is it…because you’re half Vaugardian?” Odile’s eyes widened at what he said, but she simply softly smiled at him,

“I take it I told you my story in a previous loop?” Siffrin nodded, smiling back,

“Even told me there was no research. Don’t worry, I never told Isa.” Odile laughed,

“Thank goodness, I was worried for a second he would cease his guessing. It’s quiet amusing to see what he comes up with.” Both laughed, but soon Odile held her abdomen in pain, and Siffrin all but tried to stand up,

“Odile are you-?!” They couldn’t manage to make it one step without their head spinning, and he fell backwards onto his bed, sitting in a daze. He felt his eye become wet again and Odile spoke again through her pain,

“Siffrin it’s alright, I just need a minute.” Siffrin couldn’t help it, he began crying as he covered his face,

“I’m sorry Odile…I’m so sorry…!” It was quiet between them aside from Siffrin’s sobs. He didn’t care that his head was pounding, he felt it was proper punishment.

It’s not ENOUGH punishment for you.

Suddenly, they heard footsteps, and looked up to see dark haired woman making her way over slowly. Siffrin went wide eyed, his heart leaping in fear, and jumped up again,

“No! Odile you shouldn’t be out of bed!” Their head span and their joints ached, they stumbled and bumped into their nightstand but they didn’t care; ignoring the throbbing pain now in their side. Siffrin ran over to Odile who was propping herself up on Mirabelle’s and Bonnie’s shared bed trying to catch her breath. When Siffrin approached he felt his legs finally give up on him and began to fall, however Odile caught him, slowly lowering them both to the floor safely. Siffrin blinked a few times, eye wide as he never found himself wrapped in Odile’s arms much, but the embrace and her grip told him everything he needed to know.

Odile was strong, she was warm, she was alive. And she still loved Siffrin despite him being a massive idiot. She was still here; everyone was still here.

Siffrin finally broke down completely wrapping his arms weakly around the older woman, who pat his head and rubbed his back in comfort,

“Siffrin.” She said, “You promise me you’ll talk? Even if it’s just a little bit of insight as to how you’re feeling that’d be fine.” Siffrin nodded, whimpering as more tears fell, and woman chuckled, “You kids…I don’t know what my life would be like without you all, but I don’t want to live in a world where that’s a reality now.” Siffrin sobbed again, he didn’t want that either. He wanted them to be with him forever, in any shape or form.

He would always remember Odile’s arms around him in this moment, proving she still had many more years left in her.

o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o.O.o

Siffrin was sketching in his book as the others went about their day, Mirabelle and Odile had gone shopping together for supplies and Isabeau was helping Bonnie with something, he couldn't remember what exactly. He hadn’t sketched since the loops had started, but it felt good to pick up again.

Around 4 months had passed since leaving Dormont for Bambouche, and they would all be there within the next month, Bonnie receiving a letter from their sister that they would wait but if they didn't hurry she would make her way over to them herself. Bonnie sometimes panicked they weren't moving fast enough, either out of extreme excitement or anxiety of Nille making good on her statement, but Siffrin and the others made sure to calm them down. At least Siffrin's breathing technique came in handy...

Thinking back, Siffrin realized how resilient both his and Odile’s bodies were. Within a week, their symptoms had improved immensely. Siffrin’s fever and body aches were completely gone and was able to help with preparations for the upcoming journey, though everyone made sure he still took it easy despite his reassurances of feeling fine. He pouted a lot but he understood that they were just concerned and looking out for him, especially Isabeau. The man wasn’t trying to be a ‘mother hen’, but he constantly tried to do things for Siffrin before profusely apologizing. Siffrin simply chuckled at him, he knew the rock craft user meant no harm. Meanwhile, Odile still needed some bed rest at that time, but was allowed to move around and provide insight into supplies and the routes they all would be taking. She was slower when walking and using crafts, but Siffrin hoped that would fade with time. If it didn’t…

You permanently changed her, not only would she hate you, but everyone would also. You should be the one with the injury, with the pain.

Siffrin shook off the thoughts. Things were fine, Odile was fine, she was still here; all of them were still here.

“Sif?” Siffrin jumped a little at the touch on his shoulder, but turned to Isabeau, “Everything alright? I tried calling out to you but you didn’t answer.” Siffrin smiled softly at him,

“I’m okay, just...thinking too much.” Isabeau nodded,

“Well then, may I chase those thoughts away?” Siffrin's smile grew,

“And how will my wonderful boyfriend do that for me?” Isabeau looked up pretending to think,

“Maybe…” He looked back at Siffrin with a big grin of his own, “Give you a big hug?” The rogue nodded and placed his sketch book down, holding his arms out,

“I would like that very much.” Isabeau all but scooped Siffrin up and held them in his arms for a tight embrace. Siffrin giggled and hugged Isabeau back by wrapping his arms around the other’s neck, nuzzling into the nape of it. They soon looked at each other, and Siffrin slowly connected their lips; Isabeau not hesitating to kiss back. Siffrin didn’t mind kissing as much as he thought he would, especially if it was Isabeau. It always felt nice, a way to communicate their emotions and love in a certain way only for them. It also helped they’d practiced quite a bit; practice did make perfect as Isabeau said.

The two separated and Isabeau connected their foreheads, “Anymore bad thoughts?” The bright haired adult shook his head, smile soft and heart fluttering at the man’s tone; so caring and sweet,

“Nope. All clear.” Isabeau nodded and they were quiet for a moment, before both giggled as Isabeau nuzzled their noses together.

“‘Za!” They turned to see Bonnie run over, “Come on! You promised you’d help me reach the fruit trees near here!” Isabeau laughed,

“Sorry Bonbon! Just checking in on my beloved here!” He kissed Siffrin’s temple, the older between them blushing yet smiling shyly. Bonnie stuck their tongue out,

“Ick!” Isabeau chuckled,

“One day Bonbon you will have someone you cherish as much as I do Sif. Trust me.” Siffrin’s blush deepened. He knew how much Isabeau loved him, but it always made their heart beat faster when it was said. Bonnie crossed their arms,

“Nuh-uh! I won’t have time for an icky partner, because I’ll be the best chef in the whole world!!” Siffrin smiled fondly at the preteen,

“I can see that already Bonnie.” The said child seemed to grow embarrassed at how sincere Siffrin was, but in the end, they giggled,

“Hehe, right!” They then walked closer, “So why are you holding ‘Frin like that? Did he have ‘bad thoughts’ again?”

“I did, but they are gone now Bonnie.” Siffrin said, and Bonnie nodded,

“Good. I would’ve whacked them away with my frying pan if they weren’t!” Isabeau tilted his head with an arched eyebrow,

“Wouldn’t you have to hit Sif on the head for that?” Bonnie was quiet for a bit,

“…Yes.” Siffrin gaped at Bonnie and Isabeau let out another laugh, Siffrin then hitting his lover’s shoulder lightly,

“Don’t encourage them!” Bonnie raised their hands in the air,

“I WILL FIGHT THE ‘BAD THOUGHTS’ WITH POTS AND PANS!” Siffrin held onto Isabeau,

“Please no! My head is delicate!”

“Alright you two.” Isabeau set Siffrin down, “How about we go get some of that fruit together?” Bonnie nodded,

“Yeah! Come on ‘Za! You too ‘Frin!” The couple nodded, and the three of them made their way to where Bonnie had found the fruit trees. Siffrin felt a large hand nudge his and he held it, the other hand sweaty as ever; not that the rogue minded. He adored Isabeau’s, well, everything. Mirabelle said that their love was precious, offering to supply some of her favorite stories if Siffrin needed to ‘study’. Siffrin considered taking her up on the offer, but Isabeau slowly showed him that experiencing romance was better than trying to study for it. The Fighter took things slow with Siffrin, always asked for permission, and never pressured him into doing anything he didn’t want to. Even when Siffrin admitted they more than likely could never become intimate, the man didn’t mind.

“Don’t you want to do that…with me?”

“I love you Sif, and it’s entirely up to you if you want to do that. I do have thoughts about it, I won’t deny that, but it won’t be something I need. Most of all, I just want to cherish and spoil you. I love you Sif, and I will do my best to prove that to you every single day.”

Siffrin smiled at the memory, it was precious to them. He couldn’t thank Isabeau enough for just being himself, for loving them…Siffrin didn’t know how he could repay Isabeau in full yet, but maybe one day, he would be able to.

[olderthannetfic]

I went scrolling through anti ao3 tags and blogs because I was bored and not doing the shit I need to do and you know for a group of people who every year twice a year throw such hissy fits you’d think they’d at least have a point, but all their arguments make no sense(except their one main one that they almost never use?--why??) Like ok, there is one argument for why people shouldn’t give money to ao3, and that is the argument that ao3 is bad website because it has bad policies and refuses to moderate. I disagree, but ultimately if someone thinks that ao3 should update the TOS and moderate what fan fiction they allow, it makes sense that that person would be against the site making money because… well they are against the sites founding principles, I’m not shocked they don’t want it to succeed.

But the rest of the arguments!? Man they make no sense at all

“They are scamming you there is no way they need that much money”, ”its immoral to give money to ao3 because they already have so much!”, “Even if ao3 was perfect, its ridicuslous to give 100K to a fan fiction site!” — like… maybe I’m the asshole here, but ao3 made about 250,000 this spring, so they make about 500,000 a year… that’s just not that much money! That could what, pay for 10-30 employees at best! And that’s not counting the actual cost of all the shit they currently spend their money on! I get that ao3 is run by unpaid volunteers so antis think that 500K is a lot, but that’s not true! That’s not a lot of money at all! It might be a lot of money for an individual but for a company that’s practically pennies. Wikipedia, which granted is a lot bigger than ao3, with 57,218,269 pages to ao3s 6 million works, makes 155 million to ao3 500,000. According to antis ao3 has over a million in reserve and well according to wikipedia they have net assets of US$240 million. One is clearly more than the other!

I saw someone say that servers should be 1K, which is so stupid and out of touch with eveything I almost died laughing. I had a project using firebase this semester, I created 2 projects within firebase one for my school project and one to dick around and figure out. I accidentally set my test database to a “pay as you go” version instead of a free version. And almost had to pay a thousand dollars for the month! I wasn’t even using that database it was just sitting there but I check my google billing to make sure I wasn’t paying anything and it turns out I was! 150 dollars actually so that sucks! (My fault though)

Also also I keep seeing that its ridiculous and evil to pay the much for a site that “doesn’t improve” but the “doesn’t improve” is referring to A) no changes in TOS, which I don’t want to happen any way so good. B) the fact that it’s still in beta, which I don’t give a fuck about and I don’t understand why I should care. I think antis are dont like that the layout hasn’t changed but I don’t want to the layout to change. Also things come out of beta because they are a commercial product to be sold(this is very simplified), which is why some things come out of beta to waaaay to early and are glitchy as all hell! Ao3 isn’t being sold to me its slowly being built and archiving things that would probably be lost, and it will probably technically be in beta forever, but it doesn't effect me and I don't care. Would it be better if it came out of beta only to continously updated like a lot other shit does. I don't really play video games but I know ppl that do so I know at least once a game came out that didn't really work and people needed to later update shit for it to function and I'd argue thats worse than a functional website just being in beta forever. C) The claim that it hasn’t changed at all, which is just not true! They added the exclude section and eventually added the blocking shit. The blocking took too long to come out, so I guess in this sea of dumb criticism theres at least 1 piece of critism that makes sense. And finally again I don’t want it to change! Every other week we are all bitching that Tumblr or YouTube or Instagram or any other app are needlessly changing the layout or adding shit we don’t want in order to keep up with latest trends, make it more marketable or try and attracted new users. Ao3 is great because its never going to change. Ao3 and Craigslist will always kinda look like ass and I’m ok with that. If it aint broke ¯_(ツ)_/¯

I could keep going but there is no point. I just think they are all so stupid.

--

The thing about beta is the funniest because AO3, like oldschool shit from the 90s, has actual criteria for coming out of beta.

It's not "we've been going for 10 years" or "we want to sell the product": it's "we've checked off all the things on this checklist".

And they still haven't done them all, so it's still in beta.

[spooblet]

so. knives. 🧍sorry erm ermm hes very pretty and i want to hold his hand i think. and if you could write thatbthat woud be very nice (I AM SO AWKWARD IM SO SORRY HELP)

(OMG ITS OKI BC SAME THO!)

I made it a bit short, so I do apologize for it.

Holding Hands with Knives

Knives Millions

It has been a while since (Y/n) was taken and kept around in the lab. Knives had no intention of giving them to Conrad to experiment on since he saw no reason to. Biggest mistake he has made. It took him a long time to develop feelings for the human. So many holes in the wall out of frustrations from these inexperienced feelings until he accepted them. Now he has a partner that’s human. What can go wrong? Well…Knives question them on everything that was practically normal for humans to do. (Y/n) wanna nap? “Why? You just slept for 8 hours.” (Y/n) wanna eat a snack? “Didn’t you eat four hours ago?” (Y/n) wanna binge-watch their favorite show? “Didn’t you just finish it? Why waste your time rewatching this when you already know the plot...It’s pathetic.” He sounds like a scolding mother. 

But this time…(Y/n) dared to ask this one particular question that Knives never thought they would ever request: 

“Hey Knives? Is it okay if we hold hands?” 

He looks at them as if they just called him a bitch. 

“Why?”

“Well…we are together, so I figured it would be okay to hold hands if you’re okay with that.” (Y/n) responded.  

“No. Do not touch me.” He responded. 

It wasn’t an unexpected response, (Y/n) had a gut feeling he would answer that, but it didn’t really hurt to try it. All (Y/n) could do was nod at his response. 

“That’s fine. I won’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with.” 

From the outside, Knives had his arms crossed, looking down on (Y/n) with an annoyed expression when they respected his wishes. On the inside, however, he’s clinching his heart tightly by the displayed consideration. 

“I don’t need to hold your hand…” 

“Have you ever held hands before?” 

Naw. This man hasn’t had a woman’s touch other than his mother figure which was…150+ years ago.

“No. And I don’t need one.” He locked down his answer. 

“Have you..thought of it? Just for a few seconds.” (Y/n) was desperate to get Knives to hold their hand. Though, even if Knives continues to refuse a small yet large affection, (Y/n) has to accept it. 

“Very well..I suppose we can hold hands.” 

Knives undo his crossed arms and extend his hand out towards (Y/n). This was it. This was the moment that made (Y/n)’s heart skip a beat. They slowly reached out and grabbed his hand, their fingers interlocked. A couple of seconds past that turned into a minute.

There was a faint smile that slowly appeared on his face, though (Y/n) hold back any comment that would potentially ruin this rare moment between them. The two held hands for quite a while, was hard to tell how long they'd been standing there, or more: how long (Y/n) waited for Knives to let go first.

“You can let go-”

“No.”

His grip was firm, warm, with a sense of protectiveness. He refused to let them go now. 

[imbadatwrighting]

Can you do the yugioh boys as dads

Sure! To make it more gender neutral I made it so you already had a child or adopted one before you met the boys. Also I’m sorry this took so long 😭

Yu-gi-oh boys as dads + meeting your kid

Yugi Muto

Sweetest dad alive

When you told him that you had a kid he got a little bit awkward but has really happy

When he met your kid he tried to bond with him the best he could but your kid didn’t exactly feel the same way

Even through all that, he loves your kid so much and would do anything for them

Ok let’s talk about when he first met your kid

You guys were most likely dating for at least 2 months before you told him about your kid

He was fine with it of course and was the one to bring up meeting them

You said yes and he ended up coming over to your place to meet them

When you told him you had a five year old he expected a giggly happy little kid not really a stoic, lazy but cuddly to you and only you kid

As soon as you got home they latched right on to you paying absolutely no attention to Yugi

Both you and him tried to make your little one be more talkative towards Yugi but they didn’t budge

You both just blamed it on tiredness and ended up moving one thinking it would be different the next time

It wasn’t-

Yugi tried his hardest to make your child like him especially after he knew that you and him were getting serious

Eventually he dropped the ways that he used to do and tried a new tactic

It worked too

Your kid will never probably love Yugi the way they love you but they have a special place in their heart for him

They love Yugi and Yugi loves them back

Yugi is the type of dad who will always be there for them and care for them even if they act like cruella towards him

God forbid if they ever act that way towards you

They both call you the boss because honestly it’s true

Yugi is the type of dad they know they can manipulate and make use of that

Oh and if they call him dad or along those lines oh my god Yugi would anything

“Yugi!”

“Yes?”

“I need some money.”

“Why? What would the boss say?”

“I don’t know I didn’t ask.”

“How much?”

“150”

“150!? Go ask you know who. I am not getting involved.”

“Please, Papi…”

“Ok, but don’t tell anyone. I have some in my wallet.”

“Ok thank you, Yugi.”

“Your welcome… uh… you passed my wallet.”

“I know I already got the money from there I just thought I would ask anyways.”

“Of course you would.”

Yami Yugi

Stoic af

Even though he is stoic he really is trying to show happiness in the situation

When you told him you had a kid we was cool with it but his face showed otherwise

Honestly when you talked to him about it later on in your relationship you told him you thought he was going to murder you for it because he looked so angry

Unlike with Yugi, your kid was actually excited to meet Yami

They were in the age were they don’t exactly realize your dating someone even though you told them a million times

They look at something and just see it as what it is

They don’t think when they see your boyfriend ‘Oh that’s their boyfriend!’

They instead think ‘Oooo new stranger that will be my friend’

Taking that to mind you can tell that they just look a take a note of things physically right in front of them

So you can imagine the once happy child now pouting because Yami looks like a bully

The once possible bridge to a friendship between the two instantly shattered

You tried to help bring them together but Yami was to quite during it and your kid was throwing a tantrum

Your child especially hated Yami because instead of acting like how you act during their little tantrums by just staring at them or picking them up Yami just walks away

I mean in his defense he’s trying

But I mean he’s used to the ancient Egyptian type way

Eventually after getting yelled at enough by you Yami no longer left the room and instead just took a seat like you and stared right at your kid

It’s obvious the child years for Yami were rough

He was a very quiet and reserved dad who instead of playing football or volleyball with them instead taught them hieroglyphics

The teen years were a little better for him

They stilled never called him dad though

You child picked up a little bit of his personality by staying relatively quiet when home and never really going out to parties

Your child has a better liking and understanding of Yami now

So their not as hard on him like they used to be

Which Yami misses

Yami became the type of parent who would drive your child to there date and pick them up and unknown to them, shall from behind sending pictures to you

He’s a sweet but quiet father

“Yami?”

“Hey Sweets, how are you?”

“Good. Why are you following my date and I around exactly?”

“Getting a scope of the land for… reasons.”

“Do I need to tell you know who.”

“They already know.”

“What did you say speak louder.”

“Nothing.”

“Bye, Yami and don’t send those photos, they don’t like my boyfriend.”

“Oh.”

“You already sent them didn’t you?”

“Sorry.”

Joey Wheeler

omg he looks so scrumptious in this imma die

The fun dad

Imma just say it now

Joey Wheeler is the fun dad

He’s the type of dad to get you ice cream in the morning

He was dating you for 2 weeks before you told him you had a kid

You didn’t let him see them until a week later

He was so excited to meet your kid

Like Yugi your kid not so much

They dreaded having to meet your freshly new boyfriend

But as soon as they did, they immediately lived him

He’s such a fun guy that it’s hard to hate him

A day after he met your kid he came back and took them out to the arcade where he spent all his money on them

Honestly he’s such a good dad and he loves your kid so much

There is literally nothing he wouldn’t do for this kid

Spend all his money on games? Go for it

Using him to get close to his friends? Just spend some time with him

He lives pulling pranks on you with your kid

You two just have a prank wars going on ever single day

Having dinner? A head is going to pop out of the fruit bowl

Walking through a hallways? Balloon dropped on you

Sometimes your kid gets involved, other times not so much

Sometimes their the one being pranked too

Serenity comes over to your house a lot because let’s be honest your house is probably nicer than Joey’s

She’ll just sit on the couch with the tv on texting someone while sometimes your kid would lay down next to her

She’s such a sweet girl

Even if she hogs your couch

She stays for dinner a lot of the time and talks and boys but in a kind of oblivious ‘they have a crush on me but I don’t realize’ way

Joey could argue that she’s there more than he is

He taught your kid how to play duel monsters and your kid absolutely despised it

But they beat him in duels so it doesn’t matter that much

Hurt his ego a little bit though

You three will literally cuddle in bed all day with Joey half way off the bed and no blanket covering him

“Hey babe?”

“Yea, Joey?”

Do you think you would tell the little one to scoot over I’m kind of falling off here…”

“No can do. They do what they want to do.”

“Yeah stinky butt!”

“Hey! Not nice you little insect!”

“Don’t care!”

“It’s 12 am both of you, go to bed.”

“I would if I had blanket.”

“We’ll buy you a blanket tomorrow.”

“Yeah stupid!”

“Actually it would be today.”

“Night Joey”

Seto Kaiba

Coldest person alive over here

Did not care at all that you had a kid

He could not care less

When you first told him you had a kid he was working on his desk and his face did not change at all

He said alright and moved on from the situation

Eventually he met your kid and it was the weirdest meeting ever

Neither one of them was particularly thrilled in meeting the other but they did it because you told them to

They just stood at each other for the whole visit

Over time they got closer

Thanks to Mokuba

He was so sweet and got your kid to love him a lot

In two hours your child already thought of him as a big brother

That was one of the steps towards getting your kid and Seto to like each other

The other one was that you literally forced them together every 2 seconds

Thought you were having a nice dinner with just Seto? No you brought your kid along

Just going to chuck-e-cheese with your kid? Seto and Mokuba got invited to

He’s a very stoic father figure

If you could even call him that

He says he hates his father but he acts just like him ngl

While Seto and your kid ‘bonded’ so did you and Mokuba

But you and Mokuba actually did bond

You have the best time with Mokuba whenever he stops by

Sometimes the house is just so empty that he comes to your house and lays in your guest room playing video games while listening to you talk or watch tv with your kiddo

Or he would ask you to come over to Seto’s house

The teen years for your kid helped them bond with Seto

He was definitely the how to dad

He never shows emotion just told you what to do about things

He would force your child into things and not even once say that he was proud but at least he was doing stuff with them

It made you mad a lot of the times

Sometimes you wanted to honestly break up with him but then you remembered Mokuba and how much you love him

I would not be surprised if your kid once thought you loved Mokuba more

“Seto?”

“Yes.”

“How do I use the air fryer?”

“I just sent you a video, then follow the instructions.”

“Oh I just thought… never mind.”

“Seto! You can’t treat them like that! Go show them it face to face.”

“Fine.”

“I swear to got— Mokuba if it wasn’t for you me and him would be over with.”

“I know.”

“You sir are amazing.”

“I know.”

“Of course you know, Mokuba!”

“I’m sorry Mokuba give me a second. Both of you come here!”

[gozine-translate]

Terminally-ill Genius Dark Knight - 150

150: Returning from the Mission and an Uncomfortable Break [1]

"Nox-kun? You’ve caused quite a bit of interesting trouble again this time too…! Thanks to you, I have so much work to do as the dean. I’m so thrilled! Hihi, seriously…?!"

I heard the voice of a woman whose eyes were mostly dead. I gulped and desperately avoided her gaze. I was certain that if I got caught, there wouldn’t even be bones left of me.

For reference, right now, I’m sitting in front of Noah von Trinity. To explain how I ended up here would take a while, but to put it simply:

First off, A few days passed after the incident wrapped up. The carriage safely returned to the academy. Just when I thought to get some rest, I was forcibly dragged into Noah’s office the moment I arrived at the academy. As the leader of the team, I had the frightening disgrace of being the first to stand in front of her.

I thought I’d be with my comrades, I never thought it would be just me and Noah's private meeting. Damn it, the problem is that this woman has awfully a lot of curiosities. Besides, I don’t know if she hates me or what, but calling me in alone like this was Noah's secret hobby

Though most of the time I don’t attend, ignoring her now that the mission is over isn’t favorable.

But I, Nox, an arrogant ruffian. I replied with a straight face:

"I’m not sure what you’re talking about. I don’t know what I could’ve done to make you say that, Dean."

"Oh really? So, you don’t need the academy’s reward? We prepared something quite nice this time! What a shame…?!"

"I’d be lying if I said I didn’t put in any effort."

I quickly tried to change my stance. Luckily, Noah seemed to let it slide, giggling.

"Hihi, Nox who is lying even though everything is obvious is kind of cute. Still, I’m the dean! so I need to make sure everything is clear."

"Yes…"

"So.."

Suddenly, I felt a cold chill and sensed that an ice barrier had spread throughout the office. Before I knew it, Noah, now looking like a mature woman, sat across from me and spoke.

“Kiddo, so what kind of demon did you face this time? I already know it was one of the 72 demons, so don’t even think about lying to me.”

As expected.

Noah already knew everything.

Of course, she shouldn't have known about the fact that there was a demon called Jagan in Casino. She just sensed the filthy stench lingering on my body.

She must’ve felt the sticky, powerful energy unique to a high-level demon.

I answered as calmly as possible.

"It was Jagan. He was infamous as an alchemist, so it was quite a tough battle. He was more prepared than I expected. At least, he would've been a difficult opponent as long they aren't sword emperors or sages"

I decided to be a bit honest. I had no other choice.

Honestly, lying in front of Noah is close to a dangerous gamble.

After all, considering that Noah could’ve easily killed me after Paimon, there must be a reason why she’s keeping me alive. Though I don’t know exactly what that reason is.

Noah gave a crooked smile.

“Well, That Paimon is dead, after all. Even if these demon bastards are like bugs, it’s only natural they’d try to prepare themselves a little. Not that it matters since we're going kill them anyway.”

That was a chilling statement. Sure, she’s on our side now, but what if she were an enemy? I didn’t even want to imagine it.

After a moment of silence. I heard a clinking sound. a clear sound of magic manifesting. Noah, who had somehow already unleashed her ice magic, created two ice glasses.

Clink!

A bottle of strong bourbon whiskey flew from the cupboard. In no time, a large round ice cube formed in the glass as a bonus.

"I've been particularly saving this… Drink up. It's a special gift from me"

"Aren’t you still on duty?"

I frowned, but Noah just laughed and continued.

"Is there anyone here who could hinder me? And do you think I’d get drunk from drinking alcohol? emm… Kiddo, you think too much."

"Well, of course, it’s not a problem for you, Dean. But I’m different. This would be against the rules, and Instructor Vernon might give me a demerit."

"If Vernon says anything, just tell him, ‘Dean Noah share me a few drinks.’ He might be so shocked that his hair grows back."

‘What a wicked woman'

Noah has been talking while even joking about Vernon's already long-gone hair. Considering how she’s talking to that point, it is certainly a fact.

I sighed lightly.

"…You’re as reckless as ever. Alcohol in the dean’s office, really ?"

"It's only natural. There's not many chances to drink with my student like this"

Trickle. The sound of bourbon whiskey being poured filled the glass. I mean, come on, isn’t that a bit much? At that amount, shouldn’t there be something mixed in? Though I don't understand it myself, something to dilute it, or fresh lemon juice? Why is she drinking it straight, without anything else?

'You crazy'

It seems she thinks everyone is the same kind as she is. Sure, she’s a monster, so she can handle it, but for me, it’s like setting my throat on fire, it's not desirable This woman clearly isn’t used to considering others.

“Alright, shall we toast? To congratulate the first freshman ever to complete a red mission and slay a filthy, one of 72 demons! Cheers!”

Clink.

I barely lifted my glass and took a sip. The undiluted whiskey is burning all the way down, as if scorched my throat, and making its presence known. It was so strong that I could feel exactly where the alcohol stay.

I don't really get the taste.

I’ve never really had alcohol before, not even in real life. Isn't it me who was addicted to Inner Lunatic even when I was dying?

I can't help but worry about the next day's hangover.

‘Crazy….’

It burned my throat more than I expected. If someone held a lighter to me, I’d probably need to gulp down a whole bunch of Erina's potions. Even if you call it healing potion, it's difficult to recover the dead organs.

'This has to be at least 50% alcohol… And she’s drinking it straight? Is she out of her mind?'

As I cursed Noah in my mind. A system notification suddenly popped up, ringing in my ears.

[You have consumed the rare item '50-Year-Old Black Dragon’s Tears'.]

[Your Magic stat increases by 1.]

[Your Physical Strength stat increases by 1.]

"…?"

While I was still processing what just happened. Noah crossed her legs and rested her chin on her hand.

Then, while she was watching me, Noah in her adult version, wore a seductive smile that was typical of the Ice Witch As if she had expected my reaction.

“Starting to feel it, aren’t you, little apprentice? Your body must be showing some signs by now. This isn’t just any ordinary alcohol. There’s a story that once, an ancient kingdom went to war over this stuff.”

“This is indeed… amazing.”

What an outrageous effect. The moment I saw that notification, that was exactly what I thought.

A consumable item that increases both Magic and Physical Strength stats by 1 just by drinking it?

Such a thing, I've seen 27 endings, but I never even heard a rumor about it.

“…. Now that I’ve tasted it, I can see it’s good alcohol. Not bad at all. Then one more glas..”

"I’m sorry but, after the first drink, there won’t be any more stat boosts. You can drink more, but that’s just how it works."

Without a moment’s hesitation, I responded to Noah’s words.

"I suddenly feel tipsy. It seems like I’m not very compatible with alcohol."

Even I thought that was a pretty shameless excuse. Noah just chuckled and messed up my hair. It felt a bit weird, like she was treating me like a kid, but I didn’t show it. After all, there’s a big enough age gap between us that it makes sense.

The reason I'm staying quiet? I don’t want to get trampled by Noah if I start acting up here.

Even if it's not like that, I still haven’t fully recovered from the internal injuries I got from fighting Jagan.

'My lifespan may have increased, but my body is still in the worst shape. And… though they didn't say it, the others probably guessed my condition too. I mean, I coughed up blood right there.'

Right now, I barely managed to brush it off as just the result of a fierce battle, but… It's fact that the situation isn’t looking good.

As I was organizing my thoughts, Noah suddenly fixed her gaze on me and spoke.

"The demons will start to become even more active."

"…"

"There might even be some that not even I can stop. That’s exactly the reason why I accepted this dean position. The students, I plan to develop talented ones among them, so they can stand against the demons."

She discards the useless ones. But to those with potential, she’s endlessly generous. That’s how Noah von Trinity was originally set up in the game.

However, it’s no secret that her behavior has recently changed. You can tell by the way she’s started paying attention, even to students who don’t have any particular talent.

Anyway, she’s begun to fulfill her role as the dean. That’s a fortunate thing in many ways.

But Noah still seemed dissatisfied with the current situation.

"No matter how much I help, the weak ones won’t just suddenly grow. You know that, right? Little kid from the Reinhaver family. And…"

Then Noah paused for a moment, chuckling before continuing.

"Lunatic's agent. Isn’t that right?"

Thump.

My heart pounded so hard it felt like it might stop for a moment. After dealing with Paimon, I thought she didn’t know anything since she hadn’t said a word. But it seems I was wrong. Noah von Trinity apparently already knew I was a member of Lunatic.

"Huhu… you’ve got quite a cute expression now, don’t you?"

Noah’s hand started reaching out towards me. Without noticing it, my heart kept pounding wildly.

What? I fought with my life and even took down one of the 72 demons, and now I’m going to die in absurd place like this?

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‘As expected, this kid is interesting’

Noah von Trinity. She is one of the Four Sages, a picture of talent so awe-inspiring that no one could rival. As if not enough as one of the Seven Stars, she was a monster who had even taken on Paimon and begun to recover her strength while carrying out her duty as the dean of the prestigious Eldain. People across the continent were already talking about how she might have regained the strength and talent of her prime.

But there was one boy who had caught her attention.

Just fifteen years old, but possessing an extraordinary talent that could easily be called one of the greatest ever.

Nox von Reinhaver. He, of course, has a special origin of being a son of a noble family But his talent had little to do with the Reinhaver family’s power. His swordsmanship? That could be changed at any time. Sorry, Theo, but honestly, if he’s not going to inherit the family head position, I think it will be better to teach him another sword

And what about his magic ability? This is also generational talent, absolutely not inferior to Penelope and Leon.

Many exceptional people have dabbled in both magic and swordsmanship, managing to gain some proficiency in both areas.

But case of both becoming a weapon that unleashed the best destructive power ? That’s never happened before.

Nox von Reinhaver has done just that. Although the public hasn’t caught on yet, as more people become aware of his abilities, demons will start to target Nox and those around him, slowly trying to corrupt her disciple.

'I can’t let that happen.'

“Kiddo, let me tell you something in advance. First off, I don’t plan to kill you just because of your affiliation. Even if it’s Lunatic, a criminal organization, which is targeting the Arkheim Empire.”

Noah started with those words. Nox’s gaze that had been directed to her quickly darted around, trying to assess the situation.

He’s a sharp one, as expected.

But…

"You probably know this already, right? It doesn’t matter which organization you belong to. What matters is my judgment. I could take your life right now, but I’m not doing that."

"You're right"

"Don’t you think there’s a reason for that?"

"Please tell me, Dean Noah. What do you want?"

"You need to get stronger, kiddo."

Noah finally got to the point.

She was clearly dissatisfied with her disciple’s recent progress. Of course, Noah didn’t know that Nox had recently started learning the [Moonlight Sword], but it was true that Nox’s magical achievements were still lacking. So, Noah had her reasons for her assessment.

Nox couldn’t let his talent skew too much in one direction and go to waste. That was the conclusion Noah had reached.

After a moment of thought, Noah precariously uncrossed her legs and said.

"You need a better teacher, someone who has a talent to manage you. Your current instructor can’t bring your talent to the limit. Of course, building a solid foundation is important, so nothing wrong with that."

"…"

"I’ll introduce you to someone."

"Introduction, you said ?"

“Yes. Soon, someone will arrive at Eldain as a guest professor. Try to get noticed by her, and you’ll become much stronger than you are now.”

"No way… the person coming as a guest professor is…"

"Correct"

Noah refilled her glass and lightly bit her lip.

"One of the Four Sages, just like me, and the owner of the artifact you possess."

I immediately cracked a small smile. <Highest-grade orb of ???> The original owner of this artifact was none other than one of Noah von Trinity’s old friends. So, she was already aware that I had the artifact that had been sleeping in Eleanor’s vault. Moreover, that existence was an extraordinary being from birth, someone beyond ridiculous.

And now she was planning to introduce me to such a person.

Did she figure out my intentions? A smile spread across Noah’s face. Then, before I knew it, she was already back to her young version and said lightly,

"Well then! We should also check out the second reward I’m giving Nox-kun, right?"

Although Nox was still in shock from what he had just heard, he couldn’t miss out on a reward, so he nodded.

"Of course."

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Charles/George/Max

nsfw: Let Me Go Home by anonymous | E | 23.5k

Charles wakes up in a different reality where everyone has a scent and he is something called an omega. Why I liked it: This fic is a perfect description of what I would imagine it being like to wake up in the omegaverse. Charles is understandably confused and seeing it all through his eyes is hilarious at the start but quickly turns more concering when diving in to the struggles Charles faces as the only omega in F1. The relationship between Lewis and Charles, with Lewis acting as the unofficial guide to omegaverse, is very sweet and it is impressive to see the author take a rare pair like charles/max/george and actually make it work.

“Look, I don’t know what Alex or George did to get you this upset, but I’m sure whatever it was, they didn’t really mean it. You know how alphas can get.” “ Alphas?! ” Charles yelled and Lando winced. “No, seriously, did you hit your head? What’s going on, Charles? Do you need me to call Pierre? Lewis? I can call Carlos or, or Yuki too if you need–” “Why would I need you to call any of them!?” Charles snapped, feeling himself start to panic. Why were they all acting like this? Why were George and Alex called alphas and he was called an omega? Why did the idea of that rankle at his nerves? Why did the thought of Lando calling any of those people actually bring him comfort? “Charles– I think– maybe you should sit down–” Lando said, a worried look on his face. “No! I’m fine! Don’t call anyone, just… just be quiet!” Charles yelled and ran his fingers through his hair, scratching at the base of his neck irritably. Lando stayed silent, though his phone was still in his hand, almost like a threat. Okay , Charles thought, this was real, and this was not a prank.

Logan/Oscar

nsfw: I'm talking opposite of soft (I'm talking wild, wild thoughts) by @madlovve | E | 2.1k

Logan is a newly signed alpha F1 driver with money to burn. Oscar is an OnlyFans streamer, omega and dom, who critiques and humilates alpha dick pics in a bored drawl. Logan discovers he really likes being humiliated by Oscar. Oscar's characterisation, at least his online persona as perceived by Logan, is so spot on here. He sounds almost bored as he makes his way through the freely submitted photos, and is far too creative to pick on their size. That understated way Oscar has of expressing himself is perfect for this sort of story.

“Everyone’s favorite, the January dick humiliation stream is also on Friday, and my submissions for it open tonight. For the low, low cost of €150, you can hear me tell you what you already know; That your dick isn’t satisfying and that your knot would leave me looking for someone better.” Oscar’s final pronouncement got Logan’s attention immediately.

Charles/Max

nsfw: we have to keep trying by @drivestraight | E | 12.6k

Max has been taking suppressants for years, to the point where it's become dangerous for him and he must experience a rut. Charles notices and takes care of him. Over the course of the narrative, partially told in flashbacks, we learn the reason why Max has been suppressing his ruts for so long. The mutual respect and affection between Charles and Max, even though they have not been a couple for years, is a shining example of how to write exes. Max is especially miserable, but he always respected Charles's decision and gave him his space. The reason for Charles's decision is revealed late in the story, and the entire perspective shifts. This story really benefits from repeat readings (as I just discovered when I re-read it for this review).

“You were the only one who knew that I was an omega,” Charles says, running a hand through his hair, screwing his eyes shut. “If I was to—get over you. I couldn’t let you have that. I just couldn’t. And the alphas I dated. I couldn’t let you be the only one who— I had to—I had to get over you somehow.”

Esteban/Fernando

nsfw: Ambiramus by @estiebestieban | E | 91.5k (wip)

AU, historical fantasy setting. Omega Esteban's father has sent him off to be married to an alpha he has never met (Max Verstappen). His escort on the long journey is an alpha named Fernando Alonso. What I liked about it: This fic hits a lot of my favourite romance tropes including bodyguard trope, and it also really interrogates the social position of omegas, especially high society ones like Esteban and the stifling constraints on their freedom, including reproductive freedom. The supporting cast of other drivers is fantastic, including secondary pairings Yuki/Pierre and Valtteri/Guanyu (that last pairing has turned out to be a runaway favourite among fans of the fic.

The liquid inside these is coloured green. Green, like the shade of moss in autumn. It does not bubble when Yuki shakes them, but the light hitting them through the cracks of the carriage makes it seem as if the potion inside is crafted from jewels themselves. “What purpose have these?” Esteban asks, and he takes them from Yuki’s hands with a soft smile. Yuki once more stares out of the window, as if he is done with the conversation, as if he has no more words to speak between the pair of them. “They are made for Omegas to take, especially Omegas such as yourself. A sip before you lay with any Alpha, just a sip, do not be greedy, and you will not fall pregnant with his pup.” Yuki said. There’s a smile which seems to tug on the corners of Yuki's mouth, even when his eyes are still fixated on the world passing them by. “What you would ask for is strength, but you do not need such a thing, for you have that enough. What you need is the ability to control your own faith. Even the most powerful witch cannot re-write the stars, but this should suffice for you.” Esteban is silent. Stunned as he looks at the vials in his hands one final time before he tucks them away in the satchel he had borrowed from Fernando. “Thank you.” he whispers finally, taking no note of the breaking of his own voice. Yuki shrugs, a mischievous smile now blooming on his features. “It was what you needed, and that is exactly what I provided.”

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Trigun Maximum 8 Part 1

Emotional destruction Vol.2. There is more to come!

Trigun Ultimate: 1.1, 1.2, 2.1, 2.2, 2.3, 2.4 Trigun Maximum: 1.1, 1.2, 2.1, 2.2, 3.1, 3.2, 4.1, 4.2, 5.1, 5.2, 6.1, 6.2, 7.1, 7.2, 8.1, 8.2, 8.3, 9.1, 9.2, 10.1, 10.2, 10.3, 10.4, 10.5

How… how has Nightow the style of 80s shoujo manga down to a T? I love it.

I didn’t see this at first, BUT KNIVES IS HOLDING A KNIFE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

01: Invasion

Of course, the Golden Gate-like-Bridge needs to be destroyed to show that the attack has begun. While the ark looks cool and all, it doesn’t really looks like something that can stay in the air. (really, Knives? Tell me how you plan to let the people on the ark live after you do the genocide. Self Absorbed bastard. This is your ark, for you alone.)

Yes, take even more agency from him.

Having his whole body weight on one point, the connector must hurt so much right now. I am sure it feels like it gets slowly torn out.

Legato could make a fortune by being a sport instructor. Just make me move! I pay you!

I wanna slap him so badly. Seriously. THANKS TO VASH?! He is running around trying to help them as much as he can!

KNIVES! YOU ARE THE REASON THAT YOUR SISTERS ARE ON THIS PLANET AT ALL! TELL ME AGAIN ABOUT YOUR SIN OF ACCIDENTALLY KILLING THE SISTERS THAT WERE ON THE 802 SHIPS. YOU DID NOT KNOW THAT YOUR FUCKING HAIR TURNS DARK WHEN YOU START TO DECAY! THE FIRST LAST RUN YOU SAW WAS LIKE 2 WEEKS AGO! TELL ME HOW MANY SISTERS YOU HAVE SEEN DIE, AGAIN?! You had 150 years to learn about this! 150 years and you failed to do so. Your sisters and their wellbeing aren’t that important to you, buddy. Don’t use them to give yourself validity. And don’t you dare to use Tesla again!

FUCKING FINALLY! I NEED SOMETHING MORE THAN CAPSLOCK TO MAKE MY RAGE ABOUT KNIVES’ DENIAL KNOWN!

Oh, tsundere Legato time. And Knives does not stop him. Does Knives truly not understand that Legato is starting to act not only on his own but against Knives’ stated interests?

At first I thought this was a moment of peace for Wolfwood that boils down to him finding his determination. But in hindsight, this is him knowing he is starting to get crushed between the rock and the hard place. He is waiting to act, he cannot act, even though most gruesome things are happening all around him and he is part of it. (Insert the: "Kitten, I'll be honest. Daddy is about to kill himself"-meme)

Who else thought about Carl? “That’s what forgiveness sounds like. Screaming and then silence.” Knives, that kills people!

*snorts* Yeah, because you have had such a presence in the story til now. Tell me again, how lawful the world is. I'll wait. Yeah, at the bar of that nice granny with the guy that was nearly lynched with his truly innocent bestie.

I forgot about that. I forgot that Wolfwood is used to kill in the cities. I made a pained squeaky noise when I saw them. Someone shut Chapel up and hug Wolfwood!

Wolfwood’s past pulls him down. His training and way of life goes so strongly against his morals. And Chapel knows exactly how to use it to hurt Wolfwood.

But Wolfwood has already changed so much during the story. From the start, while he put his own life first, he never killed with any animosity, the didn't torture people. By following Vash’ (pretty selfdestructive) ruling, he found a way of going forward that fits his morals so much more. He cares about life and especially the lives of others. His responsibilities still stand, that’s why he is still able to kill, but this Wolfwood here is very far from the pupil Chapel had true power over.

Can someone shut this bitch up, please?

Chapel is a manipulator. He knows his “pupils” and knows how to put them down. He doesn’t plan to take Wolfwood in again. He just wants to hurt him. He wants revenge for Wolfwood acting out, for Wolfwood deserting the Eye of Michael's teachings. But this is a struggle for power over Wolfwood, too. Livio is a much better pupil in his eyes, since Chapel seemingly erased his character and wants successfully.

The antithesis of the blank ticket. Your past binds you down. You cannot start anew. Just give in and accept your given place in the world. It is Wolfwood's way of thinking, too. No wonder he hurts so much. Chapel’s teachings dug deep into him.

Wolfwood realises how deeply Chapel has dug his claws into Livio. That’s why he tries to force Chapel to make Livio stop and not Livio himself. But he has no power in this situation here. Chapel has the power since he has power over Livio. And, damn, he uses it to hurt Wolfwood in revenge. Wolfwood is desperately looking for a way out, but he cannot find one.

His sisters want him to stop, too. Not that he listens.

Vash is still hateful of himself for attacking Rem. He never stopped. Even working through his anger at Rem... The anger was replaced with selfhatred and ever since then he has been spiraling.

But the thought about people not changing… They talk about humanity, but isn’t it about Knives, too? I highly doubt that Knives can change. Everyone is able to, but not everyone chooses to do so. Knives cannot reflect upon what he has done, because then he himself and humanity wouldn’t be that different. Both twins are so good in seeing things just as black and white. Damn all of humanity or all of humanity is good, instead of what it truly is, grey. 

OF COURSE HE SAID TESLA! This is so much not about Tesla. Poor girl is just a pawn for Knives, like everyone else. He was such a sensitive kid and now he cannot even realise his own true feelings, much less recognise feelings in other people. He is living a delusion.

It makes Knives an interesting villain, though. I like villains that you can somewhat empathise with. Every last one of us can end like him (without the outright genocide). He is a warning and he is not redeemable, however much I feel for him.

Edit: Upon rereading my last paragraph can be so misinterpreted. What I meant with 'without the outright genocide' was not that neither of us can be easily radicalised and be part of a genocide by either inaction, outright ignoring it or even be an active part of it. My country's history is a glowing negative example of it. I literally meant that we cannot be a fucking warship.

Ugh, yes, Vash is completely right. 

But look at you, Vash. You are a bottle under so much pressure, too. You drinking away your pain does not erase it. You know the source, but you never started to deal with it at all. Why does the stuff you preach never reach you yourself?

But Knives turns away from Vash, again and again. Knives cannot open himself up to Vash. Anger and hate are feelings that are so much better than the vulnerable hurt and fear. Seriously, Vash, how long til it is enough?

“Then we will be even.” No, not really. The people who have hurt Knives are gone. There is no balance to be redone. Knives’ “even” means that the scales are completely destroyed and only he remains. Knives pumps out new victims of violence daily, the only words that are spoken are “Hate creates more hate, violence creates more violence.” Knives has been gone up in his crusade since the Great Fall. Everything after that was him actively searching for and creating more and more reasons to justify him causing the Great Fall and more importantly, killing Rem.

02: Silent Ruin

I shall save our imprisoned sisters! By imprisoning them in MY BODY! A much better idea! Knives does not care about them. Everyone has to agree with him. There is no group, there is no peace, there is only Knives. And Knives can only stop if only Knives remains. If he successfully erases humanity, then he will turn on his sisters, he will turn (more) on Vash. 

I have to agree with one thing from Chapel. He taught Wolfwood really better than to let someone get away… Someone like Chapel… Just saying.

Wolfwood tries his best to protect his home. It is never enough, the odds are so against him. How must that feel? That you give your all, you put yourself between something that evil and children and it is not enough. Remembering Wolfwood’s second nightmare, he killed Chapel to protect the orphanage from Chapel. Maybe Wolfwood found out about the continued usage by Chapel just then.

“So many uses for the good-natured.” I don’t think Wolfwood gets that Chapel means him, too. Wolfwood has been used and abused by him. He is a victim. And he cannot see it. He only sees the things he has done, not that he literally had no choice there. And he lets all the sins fall back to him, making him completely monstrous in his own eyes.

Chapel is so sure that his grip on Livio is complete and I so hope that Wolfwood can prove him wrong. 

There is something to be said about the arm sticking up into the air like the ship from the Great Fall. Even the angle is the same. This is something like the Second Fall. 

Just a reminder that Wolfwood is on the ship, unable to do anything to stop this, waiting and hoping for something to happen so he can act. And it is eating him alive. He is isolated and completely alone. If he rebels now, his life would be not only forfeited, but he would also be unable to help when… if… the time comes. He has to kill in Knives’ name while he waits all his morals and pain aside. The deaths would happen anyway. But that doesn’t change Wolfwood from hating himself for doing so. Vash is at least actively fighting Legato, Wolfwood suffers a different kind of torture. And I am not gonna lie, I'd prefer to be in Vash' position instead of Wolfwood's.

So, like after the Great Fall. How many people died after the initial crash due to hunger, infighting and exposure? Has the population since then grown? Or is it still stagnating?

INSURANCE WOMEN! AHHHHHHHH!

03: Counterattack!!!

I just love Meryl and Milly as intelligence, checking out the situation in the different cities and bringing the info to the people who are able to do something.

I love the proactiveness, I love their care, I love their bravery.

Meryl looks so different. She has lost her spunk, her spark. She looks so much more downtrodden and depressed. Softer and hurt, really.

I love our brat Brad. Like Meryl and Milly, he is a good person who tries to help the way he can. He couldn’t go out, til now, because his expertise was needed, but he is ready to go at the frontlines.

It looks like none of them know what happened to Vash. The last people of the group who have seen him are Meryl and Milly and that was when he was driven out of the city.

FINALLY SHE TELLS SOMEONE! 

And I didn’t get that Meryl knows everything… She saw more than Hoppered, but it looked like everything since Vash was adulty, but maybe Nightow retconned that one.

I have complicated feelings about this. Meryl wanted to get to know Vash and know of his enigmatic past. But narratively, Vash and she didn’t really do anything to get there. It was an accident. Vash didn’t need to change and open up to share this. And… that is an ongoing flaw of him, a flaw that has already cost him so much and we don’t see it changing. Vash not only gets her total empathy without opening up, he now gets it from all of Home (or at least the command). That said, I like that we see it affecting Meryl. She is traumatised, rightfully so. She is working through it either completely alone or only with Milly. For all the empathy Vash deserves for his life, he doesn’t really earn it by connecting to others. Others connect in his stead for him. While Meryl suffers for it alone, Vash profits from it. This is an ongoing pattern, not only with Meryl. With Wolfwood, too. How often did Wolfwood persist and run after Vash to keep on talking, while Vash avoided? And it irks me more and more, the further the volumes go. Vash is a self made martyr, but it is the people that care about him that pay most of the price. Vash needs an Oh-Moment, but I don’t trust that even that would be enough. 

Oh. Vash fought Knives before! Until now it looked like July was his first “real” fight with Knives, but he had altercations before. I would love to know more about those, because from what we saw in July and Jeneora Rock, Vash had so much trouble confronting Knives. Vash’ conflict avoidance, especially with Knives, is such a big part of him. He actively goes against Wolfwood’s advice to check out the erased towns more than once. We know that Vash has a real inner conflict going on about Knives, that he says he wants to kill him but his actions say otherwise. Did no one zoom in on that in the past? Or wasn’t it there then?

Young Luida!

Is he fighting on his own? Maybe, maybe not. But I love that the humans are now empowered enough to go and help Vash and don’t leave it to him. It doesn’t look like they wanted to in the past, either, but Vash left them no choice. Now Vash needs them, even if they don’t know how much.

No, Luida! Don’t join the selfhate club! What counts is your actions and not your thoughts. And you are the least of a coward. You lead a fucking company. Same for you, Meryl! You stood by Vash’ side. Yes, you didn’t completely understand the danger you were in, but may I remind you of Keele? Please don’t let yourself get pulled down by those martyrs. You do enough and are strong enough.

And next to everyone is like that. People don’t want conflict, they don’t want to risk being hurt or worse killed. They don’t want their loved ones to die. So if someone else is able to bear all the responsibility and pain, they feel relief. But that often leads to people like Vash and even more like Wolfwood. People who have to bear the gross alone. But what counts is action. And Meryl is going out into a warzone, trying to help and get info, Luida is leading a resistance.

Being a leader is such a difficult position. On the one hand you are safe from the frontlines, but everyone's life is on your shoulders. Your mistakes add up and your victories are easily forgotten. It is so easy to see leaders as highpaid CEOs that cash in while the workers suffer. Luida is not one of those and I hope she does not stick to that fallacy.

The plants share their memory. Vash has been shown to connect to his sisters via his mind, why wouldn’t his sisters be unable to do it, too? And this is a sign, this is a cry for Knives to stop. His sisters do not want this. They could show him hurtful things, but instead they show him humans appreciating them. What is important for me in that scene is that it is not only a child asking questions, it is a mother teaching the child ageappropriately about the plants, showing her own gratitude to the plant in question and it then gets reflected in the husband, too. The plants care for humans, they want to help. (Little siderant about angels. Angels are so much like machines. They exist for their godgiven purpose and are satisfied with this. They do not wish for more. Dependent plants seem more and more like angels, especially with Nightow saying they see humanity as their god. Independent plants, like humans, have no ingrained purpose and maybe part of the twin’s struggle comes from this. They don’t know their purpose, but they feel like they need one. Nice reflection of the modern human.)

Knives is visibly upset by his sister’s memory. Of course, since it goes against what he preaches. It shakes his resolve. Vash seems shaken, too. I cannot really put his expression there. Well, he is most likely in pain and enduring Legato. But beyond that… who knows.

I am not sure how to interpret these panels. Especially with it ending on Wolfwood smoking, what we have seen before is him enduring and waiting, too. Could it be that the dream of the plants is on par with Vash and Wolfwood, with them enduring and waiting for their time to act to give balance back to humanity and plants? Or is it a foreshadowing that those two will help the plants achieve this balance?

COUNTERATTACK! THE TIME OF WAITING IS OVER! Yes, Knives… you are so completely rational, standing at the front of your battleship, laughing maniacally.

Plant memories. Good ones. Even the researcher with the cross that got halved by Knives is part of it. His sisters see the good in humans, how they try and they appreciate it. Moreso, they actively use these memories on Knives to stop him, to make him listen.

Even here. Brad doesn’t want to attack the innocent plants. But Knives uses them as shield. Brad has to do this to get through to Knives, to have any hope of success. And again, a struggle that is caused by Knives himself that in the end hurts mainly his sisters, while he is unaffected.

And this is what the regular panels of Wolfwood smoking boiled down to. He waited for a time to act. 

It looks creepy and quiet, like a predator inching in on his prey, looming over it in a real display of power difference. An omen of death and judgement. But Wolfwood also looks like a broken man, a dead man walking at the same time. Like I said, Wolfwood has been through his own torture for seven months and I truly believe that it has left massive scars in him.

[folliesandfolderols]

Writing prompts days 112-117

From this prompt list. If you’ve read this far, I’m not sure you need any explanation, but the short version is I hadn’t written any fiction since 2019, I set a goal to write at least 150 words/day in 2024, and this list was my way to restart. Also I abruptly decided on day 2 I would write an entire Tim/Damian story connecting all the prompts, because I am Good at Judging My Limits. /sarcasm Anyway, I finished the rough draft a while ago and am now unlocking the old entries as I edit.

Read from the beginning here, or on ao3 here.

Days 109-111 here

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30. “Where do you want me to touch you?” “I don’t know and I don’t care — I just want your hands on me. Please.”

33. “Beg and maybe I’ll think about it.”

108. “And I think you’d look fucking hot when you’re on top of me.”

111. “Just sit on my fucking face already.”

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By the time he finished reviewing all the audio again, Tim had found so much information that it was time to turn it over to Bruce for advice. He drove out to the Cave and called the files up on the screen near Bruce's main workstation, waiting for him to return from patrol.

Damian stepped out of the elevator while Tim flipped through Oracle's channels, listening to everyone's night and glad to not be trapped with mobsters' conversations for the moment. Tim spun around in his chair, unable to keep his smile a normal size at the sight of him.

"Hey! I thought you'd be asleep so I didn't want to bug you." Mindful of the cameras, he kept his seat. Just because he was reasonably certain Bruce knew about their relationship didn't mean he wanted to give him any more information than necessary.

Damian's answering shadow of a smile nearly made him forget his prudence. "You can always text me. That won't wake me up if I have gone to bed." He pulled up a chair and rolled near enough to Tim that their knees brushed. "You're ready to show Father what you've found?"

Tim scooted closer so one of Damian's legs slid between his own. "Yeah, even Jason finally agreed that we'd be smart to bring Bruce in for this last push. Not that he's happy about it, but he doesn't want to risk more victims than we absolutely have to."

Damian made an aborted motion, like he'd been about to reach for Tim's hand and thought better of it. "I finally received the copy of Al-Kunūz al-fannīyah fī al-rumūz al-Maymūnīyah you ordered today. It's in better condition than the copy we used to have."

Tim beamed. "Glad I could help."

Now Damian did take his hand, though he swiveled his chair to block the action from the nearest cameras. "You were very helpful." Tim blushed, and promptly wanted to roll his eyes at himself. If Damian noticed, he was kind enough not to point it out. "I don't know if Father is on his way back yet, but it's very late. It makes more sense for you to spend what's left of the night here."

“Oh, it does?" Tim inquired, keeping an innocent lilt in the words. "And there's no benefit to you, of course."

He half expected Damian to scowl at the teasing, but all he got was a haughty look down his nose. "The benefit to me is the same as to you. I believe we are better together."

Tim's heartbeat sped up to a tempo better suited to a sprint than a quiet conversation. "Damian," he breathed out, gripping his hand too tightly, but Damian gave no sign of discomfort. "How irresponsible is it if we just leave this info for Bruce and go to bed?"

Damian's eyes widened. "Perhaps—perhaps we could go and then return before he gets here?"

Tim checked Bruce's transponder. Fifteen minutes out. "We could be really quick?"

Damian shot to his feet. "We could."

They walked as fast as they could to the elevator. By the time they got to the stairs, they were running, skipping steps along the way while Tim laughed at his own foolishness.

Once they crossed the threshold into Damian's room, Tim immediately tripped over Alfred the cat, who hissed in disapproval and took off like a streak. Damian lifted Kent and Pennyworth from his pillow and carried them to the hallway, then Tim slammed the door behind them and pressed his back against it. Damian leaned on one arm over him and kissed him, soft, careful pressure at odds with the impatience of his dash upstairs. Tim stood on tiptoe and cradled his face in both hands, kissing him back just as carefully. Damian deserved to be treated like something precious. God knew he wouldn't ever be gentle with himself.

"Dami," Tim sighed against his mouth when it felt like he might melt into the wood at his back. He started kicking off his shoes. "Where do you want me to touch you?"

He meant it in the "do we have time to focus on non-essentials" sense, but Damian groaned at the question. "I don't know and I don't care." He nipped Tim's bottom lip, his hands gripping Tim's hips with demanding pressure. "I just want you to touch me. Please."

Oh. A sudden realization struck Tim: they hadn't slept together since the night Damian had driven over after he'd figured out what to do with the audio surveillance. It would explain why he was shaking all over. Or maybe that was Tim.

He pulled back and looked up at Damian through his lashes. “You really don't care?” He dropped his hands to Damian’s ass and squeezed. “I can touch you anywhere?”

“I've said so.” Damian kissed a gentle progression from his temple to his collarbone. 

Tim tilted his head to give him more room. “In that case I want more than—oh,” as Damian nipped at the crook of his neck. “Take off your shirt, I wanna feel you.”

Damian pulled away enough to obey, then lifted Tim’s shirttail. “Stop wasting time and get this off too.”

Tim laughed and helped him get the collar over his head. “Happy?”

Damian picked him up in a fireman’s carry, sending a surprised “oof” from Tim’s mouth as his belly hit Damian’s uninjured shoulder. Damian strode across the room, a man on a mission.

“I'll be much happier when I see you in my bed again.” He tossed Tim onto the mattress and pulled back the covers, motioning Tim to move so he was lying on the sheets. “I had to wash my bedding, and now—” He cut himself off and stripped the rest of his clothes off before crawling to join Tim. Only a large bandaid covered the site of his wound.

Tim hummed with happiness as they pressed together skin to skin. “And now, what?”

Damian busied himself sucking on Tim’s earlobe, then said, “Now they no longer smell like you. I have grown accustomed to at least one pillow bearing your scent. It's unacceptable.”

Tim clutched at his shoulders and shivered with delight with the scrape of Damian’s teeth against the tender skin below his ear. “I can fix that tonight.”

Damian’s nimble fingers made quick work of opening his jeans. "What if I want you to make the whole bed smell like you?"

Tim laughed, angling up his hips to help pull his pants down. “Beg and maybe I’ll think about it," he teased.

Damian gave him a derisive look as he sucked a bruise into Tim's shoulder. "Please. As if I wouldn't have you begging me in a matter of moments as long as I offered to bottom."

All of Tim's blood supply abruptly relocated to his dick so fast he went light-headed. "I—" He swallowed and tried to talk through the wad of cotton currently masquerading as his tongue. "Is that on the table?"

Damian huffed, all exasperation with Tim's denseness as he licked his way down to a nipple. "I'm merely stating that there's only one of us who knows how to make the other beg. It certainly won't be me debasing myself in such a fashion."

"Got it." Privately, Tim felt certain he could recall a few times Damian had let a "please" slip out in bed, or five minutes ago at the door, but he decided to get his own back with a different strategy. "You did say I could eat you out, though. And I think you'd look fucking hot when you're on top of me."

Damian bit across his chest, leaving tiny bruises behind. "Did I say that?"

Tim grabbed his hair and tugged his head back to see his face. To his surprise, Damian didn't fight the motion. Tim gave him a gentle shake, and Damian's eyes went half-shut. "Hey. Just sit on my fucking face already."

After a pause so long Tim almost took it back, Damian replied, "All right."

The response surprised Tim enough that he accidentally tightened his grip on Damian's hair. Damian grunted in response, body going lax on top of Tim's, head lolling on his chest. 

"Oh, look at you," Tim said, his tone rough with appreciation. "I love seeing you like this." He petted Damian's hair, combing through it a few more times while Damian slow-blinked in feline satisfaction. The occasions when he truly surrendered to Tim’s wishes were few and far between, and Tim hated to rush him, but . . . "C'mon, sweetheart." He dropped his hands to Damian's shoulders and tugged. "Up you go."

Damian only made it far enough to kiss Tim again, a little sloppier this time, lips slick as he devoured Tim's mouth. Tim groaned, too loudly for a house that had surveillance in its halls, and tore his mouth free. "We don't have time." He nipped Damian's chin in mock reproval. "Stop distracting me. We said we'd be really quick."

"I've changed my mind. Father is more than capable of—" Damian sucked in air between his teeth when Tim grabbed his thighs and pulled him up to straddle his face. "More than capable of—" He broke off again with a muffled shout as Tim began licking him from his entrance to his balls, long strokes with his tongue as flat as he could make it. "Oh fuck." His fingers tightened on the headboard hard enough to make the wood creak beneath his grip.

Tim did his level best not to laugh in triumph at that reaction, a struggle made easier by a sudden knock on the door and Dick's voice calling, "Dami? You okay?"

Damian moved lightning-fast as a matter of course, but this time it was like he teleported straight off of Tim's face and to the floor where his clothes lay. Tim jerked upright, grabbing a corner of the sheet to rub his own saliva off his chin and cheeks. "Shit, Damian, did we lock—"

"I don't know," Damian snapped, yanking his boxer briefs up. He raised his voice to call, "I'm fine—I will be there shortly."

"What do I do?" Tim whispered urgently. "Where do you want me to go?"

Damian shot a glare over his shoulder as he buttoned his pants. "I am not ashamed."

Well, in that case. Tim switched to a more conversational tone. "Me neither. I wanted to make sure you don't mind, is all." He got out of bed and pulled his own pants on. Damian walked to the door and ducked to pick up their shirts.

Tim glanced down and realized the head of his cock was showing where he'd pulled it up into his waistband. "Hey, give me mine."

Damian tossed him his shirt, and swung the door open to reveal Dick standing there in post-patrol sweats. "Hello, Richard. I didn't expect to see you tonight."

Dick's gaze flitted from Damian's exposed chest, to Tim pulling his shirt down to his hips, to the unmade bed. Tim could see the second his suspicions, confirmed, morphed into incredulity. "Are you two serious right now? You had to have known Bruce was on his way back and you were going to try to run out the clock like this?"

Tim shrugged. "He deserves to get some trauma from us instead of the other way around for once."

At the same time, Damian said, "He knows better than to disturb us."

Dick stepped in and closed the door behind him. "I wondered what you two—but I didn't want to risk ignoring sounds with your injury being so recent—" He grimaced. "How long has this been going on? Wait, what is this?"

A surge of protectiveness had Tim snapping, "That's none of your business, Dick," but Damian shook his head at him and he fell silent.

Damian turned back to Dick. "It's all right," he said, and Tim blinked. That sounded like reassurance of a preexisting worry, but why?

The deep divot between Dick's eyebrows confirmed his concern. "But—Dami—" His gaze shot to Tim again. Tim tilted his head, trying to understand the issue. Dick looked just as worried about him as about Damian, which was a change from the norm.

"Richard," Damian said, voice firm. "I assure you. It's all right." He pulled his own shirt on. "We are well."

"And are you happy?" Damian gave him a dubious look, and Dick sighed, running his hand through his hair. "I'm sorry, it's only that a few things just clicked and I'm trying to understand."

Oh. He was remembering the conversation he'd had with Tim when Tim was still getting in his own way with Damian. No wonder he was struggling.

Tim crossed the room to stand at Damian's side, not touching him but close enough to feel his body heat. "I can't speak for Damian, but I'm happy." Talking plainly about his own emotions made him feel like he'd just walked nude into a press conference, but maybe he could spare Damian the same embarrassment.

Damian surprised him, though. "In this, you may speak for me," he replied, voice low and private. Although his mouth stayed serious, his eyes smiled down at Tim, warm with fondness.

Tim lost his breath at that look. An unfamiliar feeling reverberated through his chest, tightening his throat and sending his heartbeat into overdrive, but it wasn't unpleasant.

God, I love you so much.

Dick spoke before he could properly panic. "Okay. Good. Then . . . this is just weird instead of troubling. I'll get out of your hair. Tim, wanna come back to the Cave? I was hoping you could walk me through the info at the same time as Bruce since they have a couple of things going on in Bludhaven."

"Yeah. Sure," Tim replied, his tone so normal that it shocked the tiny portion of his brain not shrieking what the fuck what do you mean LOVE. Picking up his shoes and socks, he followed Dick out the door.

It wasn't until he heard the door click shut that he realized he'd forgotten to say goodbye.

day 118 here

[tokiro07]

Undead Unluck ch.150 thoughts

[I Said ‘War’, huh, Good God, Y’all]

So last week I said that I figured Billy was going to be the next threat, but in retrospect that was pretty dumb of me: Creed’s CO literally just showed up to tell him he was leaving his men to die, and I didn’t even try to think of any justification for why he’d be there?? Well, I did, but my best guess at the time was that he killed the previous Undecrease to force the ability onto Creed and justify abandoning him, but the truth is far worse and much more entertaining - he’s not abandoning him, he’s PERSONALLY LEADING THE CHARGE TO KILL CREED AND HIS MEN

As it turns out, Creed’s squad was basically just a scouting team that was always meant to be killed because of their knowledge of Disc, as presumably the circle is meant to be kept small and whatever team is being allowed to retrieve it and live is more valuable I suppose

This also makes Creed’s tragedy a bit clearer: it wasn’t just that his men were abandoned, it’s that he was explicitly betrayed last time around. I figured being left behind meant that Creed lost to Billy, but Billy’s employers betrayed him too and both of their squads got wiped out, leaving only Billy, Creed and Tella alive to team up and seek revenge. The only question now is how Billy’s Unfair activated and how it made this already terrible situation any worse. My guess is that Billy and Creed got into a shootout with undecreasing ammo then ended up taking out their employers together

Either that or Billy took Disc in that moment and fought them off himself, with Unfair being a separate issue. Whatever happened, I’m getting the feeling that the reason the Union ended up with Disc in Loop 100 is because Billy personally gave it to Juiz as a show of good faith, as clearly neither Creed’s country nor Billy’s employers got it in the end

Creed’s recruitment was also a bit faster than I expected, but while Tozuka only ever really tells the story one event at a time, there’s usually smaller interlocking parts, and this is no exception: showing Creed that his men are safe while his country betrays him gives him ample reason to justify his recruitment while also transitioning perfectly into him fighting back against his country

Come to think of it, Rip once told us that Creed’s goal is to establish his own country. Obviously we don’t know what that would entail, but being betrayed by your homeland seems like the perfect inspiration for an idea like that. I wonder if the idea is to create something like Outer Heaven from Metal Gear, where soldiers’ lives are valued. That said, Creed seems to explicitly want to decrease the number of wars in the world (he’d really enjoy Cipher Academy, I think), so unlike Big Boss who wants to keep the world at war so that soldiers are always needed and appreciated, Creed would probably aim for something more ambitious: becoming such an overwhelming military power that no one would dare oppose him or engage in petty squabbles...Actually, I guess that makes him Ozymandias from Watchmen more than Big Boss, huh? Though I’m just putting words in his mouth right now, so let’s not jump to any conclusions right now

[Note: Whoopsie, misremembered Rip’s dialogue, thank you to @wickedsick for pointing it out: Creed’s goal wasn’t to establish a country, it was to “take control of nations.” This implies that he wanted to take over the world, which still makes sense contextually; if he’s running the show, he doesn’t have to worry about higher-ups stabbing him in the back. The end goal is likely still to stop wars, just now instead of being a deterrent like I thought, he’d literally be the one in control of whether or not conflicts can even happen at all]

It also doesn’t seem like he’s going to go down that path in this loop anyway, now that he’s working for Fuuko and not Billy; remember, Under’s structure was upheld exclusively by mutual interest rather than a unified goal, and Billy’s goal of defeating God necessitated putting together a strong military force, which of course interested Creed. Here, though, Creed’s men have been momentarily saved and he has the ability to put an end to the fight that threatens them, and once that’s over he likely won’t have a home to return to, so he’ll join Fuuko who wants to make a home for him. Just like Void and Sean, Creed is going to learn to actually consider Fuuko his friend and feel loyalty for her cause, and this time his squad will be with him to back him up

Symbolically, the first step for differentiating between Creed 100 and Creed 101 is the belt of rubber bullets that Fuuko designed for him: he’s gone from being a ruthless killing machine who would even kill children for his goals to a hero in the war on God who won’t kill needlessly. Sure, rubber bullets deal a ton of damage in the real world, often bad enough that they make you wish you were dead, but A) they’re fighting soldiers who are trying to kill them so this is definitely more merciful, and B) it’s fiction, they might be special rubber bullets with different properties than real ones, so everyone will be fine anyway. The real world implications of rubber bullets is not relevant, the point is that Creed is no longer killing anyone

Also I love that Isshin 12 is holding Creed up on his shoulders, which I suppose might also be a symbol of how Creed is no longer a lone soldier working for someone else out of convenience, but rather a team member who relies on the help of others. “If you’re gonna master your ability, you oughta complete the process on your own. Gettin’ weak help from a weak Negator ain’t gonna be enough...” That’s what Creed said to Top and Chikara in the Spring battle, but not only was he beaten by Fuuko with the help of Sean, likely the weakest Negator in the entire series, but now he’s getting help from Isshin, a strictly supportive Negator. Sure, he’s also getting help from Yusai, who can KNOCK DOWN TREES WITH THE AIR PRESSURE OF HER SHEATHED SWORD (what a woman), and the enemies are being pinned by Void’s Unavoidable, but if anything that just strengthens my point: Creed is now officially a part of a team, and he’s better off for it

Moving back in time a little, Billy finds Tella still panicking, his cheeks most definitely torn and bleeding from his futile attempts to scream. Billy calms him down and is able to overcome Untell by listening to Tella’s heartbeat and feeling the changes in his body temperature, which is just about the gayest god damn thing I’ve ever seen. Can you imagine being a human lie detector but the method requires you get all up ons the other person? And the relief Tella clearly feels hearing Billy’s voice and knowing that Billy will understand him even if he can’t talk. That’s romance if I’ve ever seen it, and we’re on chapter 150 of Undead Unluck, the schmaltziest Jump manga I’ve ever read. You can’t tell me they’ve never explored each other’s bodies 

The main issue I have with Billy already determining that the Union are the good guys in this scenario is that it means there are no Negators for him to use Unfair with, unless he pulls the same thing he did on Top and Chikara during Ragnarok and starts talking shit to everyone else to get their powers, but I’m not sure he’d even know to do that. Creed seems like an easy one since they’re already enemies, and Sean’s enough of a wimp that he wouldn’t take much convincing, but the rest are a little tougher. “Billy shot Haruka in the last Loop” would certainly work on Isshin 12, but to what end? Unbreakable is only good for builders and crafters, not really for a soldier. Unseen would be really cool for Billy to have, though, since he’s blind and literally wouldn’t be affected by Unseen’s drawback, though I guess the question is whether he’d be able to turn it off; is the activation “closing one’s eyes” or “not being able to see”? I expect we’ll find out

Also it just occurred to me that this is a new Billy, not Billy 100; either Billy did not retain Unruin long enough to survive Ragnarok, or Ruin’s an idiot and Unruin doesn’t actually allow one to make it to the next loop as he thought. Billy did imply that might be the case when he noted that the Union had never faced Ruin in a previous loop, but it’s also possible that Ruin just got himself killed in other interesting ways previously. We still don’t know the mechanics of Unruin, so there’s lots of ways it could go, but unless there are two Billy’s running around now, I think it’s safe to say that Billy 100 did in fact die

A few small notes to round off the chapter:

CONTINUITY ERROR IN THE CHAT!!! Ch.147, we see Tella’s back multiple times and he doesn’t have a ponytail, but he VERY CLEARLY has a ponytail in this chapter, which we also saw briefly in ch.145. During 147, I thought maybe I’d misseen something in 145, but this chapter confirms that Tella does, in fact, have a ponytail. Phew, puts my mind at rest

Once again, Ichico’s soul just pops out of her body when she sees Disc, so I guess that’s just her thing now; her soul leaves her body whenever she’s shocked. That said, the expression on her body and on her soul are completely different, but I think we can take the soul’s expression to be how she really feels: she and Nico are both super excited about this rad flying saucer

Yusai stopped to take a drink after her attack succeeded, and now that she’s seeing Disc, she’s trying to take her gourd out of her mouth, but because of Undraw, it’s stuck and she’s just pulling on her lips, which is honestly just a really funny image

Sean is cowering with Yusai, which makes me wonder if he had already gone to her side earlier. I hope they’ll have some kind of dynamic going forward, but I also don’t want them to be TopxIsshin 2.0 since Yusai already got married and had kids in Loop 100 and I don’t want whoever that guy is to get cucked and lose his kids, that just seems cruel

The paneling for the Union here is just really good: Void, Yusai and Sean are standing atop the Unbreakable shields, so they’re positioned highest in the panels; Creed is slightly lower, sitting on the very tall Isshin 12′s shoulders, so they’re a bit lower than Void and positioned below Yusai, but still higher than Ichico and Nico, who are standing on the ground in the third panel. It’s subtle, but it helps you understand where everyone is in the space, and I always appreciate that kind of thing

It looks like the entrance to Disc is under a little temple on top of it, though I wonder if that’s the cockpit or just the door; I kind of wish we could have seen Fuuko and Gina enter it and explore a little, but that doesn’t seem too important right now. Hopefully we’ll get to see more of it later, but I could also see it being relegated to an omake. Actually, I’d like to see the schematics of the Union’s base at some point too now that I think of it

It’s pretty fitting that Gina is helping Fuuko pilot Disc since they were introduced together in the previous loop, though I’m not sure she’s totally relevant to it aside from that. Aside from Gina keeping Fuuko safe from gunfire on the way, I wonder if there’s any greater significance to Gina being present for this particular event?

We just made a big show about Creed using nonlethals against enemy soldiers, how the hell is Fuuko going to use Disc without KILLING EVERYONE??? I get the feeling she’s not just going to be able to scare the military off with recon lasers

As always, this was a great chapter, and I’m so excited to see what’s coming. Disc had a great showing in the fight with Gina, but it was so short, and definitely could have been used in the Season battles, so I’m glad it’s getting an opportunity to shine again! That said, I’m kind of expecting this to be a bad news situation; things have been going really well for the Union so far, I don’t think there’s been a single hiccup so far, so I won’t be surprised if there’s a drop coming

Whether it happens next week with Billy or Ruin or someone stealing Disc from under Fuuko’s feet or a few chapters from now in the interim while we’re waiting for the 2010s Negators to awaken, I’ll continue waiting for the next installment with bated breath! And rumor has it that we might be getting some news about the anime on the 25th, so keep an eye out for that too~

[pop-roxs]

hoo okay I can already tell this is gonna be long but manga thoughts!! i only read up to roughly 150 I think (Also hi hi I’m off anon! anxiety has been overcome >D<)

quick lil context of me even getting into this also! so my roomie and I have a tradition of watching really bad animes during finals weeks and this time my rookie suggested we watched black butler 2 (still so funny it’s just 2 not season two not book of ___ no. just two. Peak comedy) first half of that was laughably bad and then like ep 7 onward it was frustratingly good. Some bizarre pacing some bizzare writing choices but I liked it overall. anyways over winter break out of nowhere I got manga spoilers on my tiktok for Agni’s death and. It emotionally devastated me bc I loved him sm bc of the like one ep in 2 where he appeared. i told my roomie that and we decided to like actually watch the good parts of the anime so I could get a taste of the actual plot (and eventually we watched s1 lmao)

so yeah that bit didn’t impact me as much when I actually read it but 😭 Agni I miss you dearly you’re like one of the only people I’d trust to hold my drink in this series I KNOW you would take care of it and not spill anything. Also, I read the entire (post campania) manga while procrastinating studying for my organic chemistry exam bc chemistry is a pain in the ass and I didn’t want to look at it

right um. Other arcs. so the school arc has some BIZARRE pacing- (and i never got used to the just casually dropping the F word even if it was used iba like historical context) I was half skimming some of the pages bc I thought it was gonna be basically a fluff filler arc so that end caught me off guard- deffo enjoyed the soma content though! i sure hope he stays happy and nothing awful happens to make him stop smiling! hahah fuck.

Emerald witch arc is kinda funny to me. like yeah, okay queen of England, send this 13 (14?? I forgor) year old child to a different country to deal with werewolves. this isn’t even ur country girly what. Wolf and miss sullivan (can’t spell her first name) r fun characters I like their addition a lot. Could’ve done without the uh. weird scenes with sullivan but. whatever. (The scenes with finny taking care of ciel also were so sweet Omg I will cry- finny is probably one of my top 5 charas I love himmmmm he scares me tho )

that being said I fuckcking RECOGNIZED that shit was chemicals as soon as I saw that circle thing oh my FuckKING GOD. I literally put down my phone and stopped reading for a good while. I’m reading this manga to procrastinate my ochem I did not need it to insert itself like that >:’(((( it was good though I liked the arc a a lot (my roommate fucking burst out laughing when she saw me being angy and asked why.)

Sascha and Walmart will (sorry sir you are just not memorable) were cute! Hope we get more content of them in the future, or just more reaper lore. Please. I’m going insane all I want is lore (Also my roomie had already told me abt the reaper backstory so that didn’t rlly surprise me). Will and grell showing up for like one chapter was funny as hell, you know will was pissed bc that whole convo could’ve totally been an email or a pigeon or whatever. i missed them though so im not complaining

Idk what to call the next arc. the return of the school guys was… funny ig?? i have to be honest I kinda disconnect whenever they appear I just don’t really care for them 😭 the whole band group off was so funny though and the tonal whiplash was something I was NOT prepared for. It wasn’t as jarring as the paving of the school arc but like hWUH THATS A LOT OF PLOT AND BIG REVEALS HAPPENING REALLY FAST NOW-

love othello though. I’m a forensics chemistry major and I love the forensics part of it significantly more than chemistry so seeing a funny guy doing that is so very !!! ya :D also love the dynamic with Grelle. they’re both trans and besties you can’t change my mind- ALSO OTHELLO JUST . THROWING HIS SCYTGE AND THEN BIDING BEHIND GRELLE. Love him. ronnies still my fav dont get me wrong I am endeared with his talk-shit-while-getting-his-ass-beat mentality but othello is very close behind

wish we had more reaper lore . I would kill to know these guys backstories- Ronald and sascha seem so much you her compared to their coworkers it eats at my brain. sascha especially like aaaaaa kid what happened for you to end up here :(? MAN (also I could fight abt the reaper lore for so long. they don’t deserve this. this shits unfair. AGH…

i had more stuff that I wanted to say but forgot. sorry if this isn’t very understandable i just wrote as I thought of things- basically. reapers my beloved . I’m begging for lore please . soma my king I hope you’re okay. when will Ronald come back PLEASE he’s been gone since like campania 😭

BRO ROOMMATE ANON REVEAL!! i hope you dont mind me still using the roommate anon tag,,

agnis death def threw me off. i wasnt expecting yana to kill him off, especially after having him around for so long. that whole scene was very surprising. and yes i agree with you!! hes probably the most wholesome character in black butler next to some others like the phantomhive servants and soma.

i actually quite liked the school arc(and a lot of people in the fandom would agree w me)! but i get how you wouldnt. i personally was only mostly focusing since i just wanted to get back to grelle T^T.

i didnt really like emerald witch at first. i was mad when it had the honor of being the 100th chapter. but its grown on me since(n yeah those scenes were weird..).

i LOOOOVEEE SASCHA!!!!!! THEYRE SO CUTEEEEE X33333 they remind me of my best friend since they both have that same cheery vibe. like little guy is just making the best out of their afterlie and havin some genuine fun. i fw it. grelles outfit was also sooo hot in that chapter gaw dayum. i want a piece of that reaper PLEASE

you can call the return of the school guys the boy band arc. it was weird but i really enjoyed it.

i find it funny how everyone automatically says that othello is trans. one look at the silly science man provokes the Feeling.

trust me man, everyone wants more reaper lore. i am clawing at yanas feet and begging her to tell me what in the ever living fuck happened to grelle in her time as a human. WHAT THE FUCK KINDA LIVES DID THEY LIVE. WHAT DROVE THEM TO SUICIDE.

i understood everything you wrote, dw!! :3 im hoping soma is ok as well </3

[dying4bonez]

Day 5

Breakfast

Cup of coffee-170

Biscuits-155

Lunch

Date-100

Cookie-300

Coffee-150

Dinner

Skipped

Today was a really crappy day for several reasons. For starters all the foods I ate were really high in sugar and calorie dense. Even though I did essentially stay on track and ate below my limit I couldn’t help but feel so gross and fat and like the pounds were already beginning to pile on. I think I’m gonna limit myself to only one sweet thing per day so that I dont end up craving anything and then eventually I’ll be able to cut it out. Also I’ll try to replace my lunch coffee with a Diet Coke to shave off some extra calories. The problem is I need to get my midday caffeine fix but it’s way too cold for any iced drinks so an iced americano is out the window. I hate hot americanos and I can’t stand energy drinks. Hopefully Diet Coke will be enough. I’m gonna also try to eat more veggies cuz Yknow that’s what skinny queens eat :) The second reason I had a crappy day is well idk. I kind of do but I don’t at the same time yknow. I’ve had such low mood lately and quite overwhelmed actually. Like an overload of senses actually. All lights seem too bright, the noise of life hurts my ears I just want to shut down. I can’t even stand my own friends now days idk what it is but every little thing they do just ticks me off. For example I have this friend who has a weird habit of making strange noises with her mouth. Inflating and deflating her cheeks ig and the strange noise it makes me want to rip my skin off and scream and cry and combust all at the same time idk what’s wrong with me. Also this is in a more general sense but I feel like such an outsider to everyone’s world. Don’t get me wrong I have plenty friends and a decent social life It’s not like I feel lonely persay but I genuinely feel like no body gets it or understands me. As cliche as that sounds but genuinely. People often tell me that they find me odd but I just think I’m normal?? Or my personality people make me feel like I’m a freak I don’t know what I’m doing wrong. People are quick to paint me as rude or say that I say things that are hurtful but I don’t see how?? And a lot of the time this comes from when people have ASKED me for my opinion I don’t get it. I also feel like I’m treated differently. Idk how but just different like people just act different when I’m around I wish they would tell me what they think is wrong with me so I can fix it. I am in university meaning I’ve been through FOUR whole academic institutions and it’s always the same shit. Please someone tell me what it is. Bring me out my misery and spare my tired soul.

Okay rant over have a nice day :D

[satocidal]

Loved it? Oh, God, you have no idea how much I loved it!

Like, it was softer than I expected and I adored it (I guess I'm too used to my old usual angst coming from my own fingers lmao) and I adored how it felt so realistic honestly like I could totally see Suguru liking someone bold and lively and seemingly almost opposite of himself! (after all, he is Satoru's best friend, lol(

As for Haunting Adeline, it's good (got to like page 150 or so out of almost 600) but I adore so much the tension and how Zade is both a manipulator but deeply obsessive with Addie, ngl

(Can one tell I'm deeply into Alpha/Omega? No? Should I make it clear with a long, detailed description?😅)

I will have to read that Cult!Geto. A lil bit mean, yummy 😋 (especially if he's mean with his d and hand wrapped around my throat—)

As for my friend, she's amazing, but going through a lot lately. Family stress + a relative being unhealthy + first year of Uni knocking+ mental illness is never a nice combo so I do get her but it's like the fifth day and i don't worried as fuck

Did I miss something? 🤔

Oh! The 13 and 15 year difference between us is not that bad considering they're rlly good kids and I love them dearly, ngl. But it does get exhausting. Especially considering I was in a very stressful situation myself not too long ago and still live in it a little (Uni sucks the will from my soul sometimes). Their love does make it worth tho (and the free food and coffee lmao)

Also, it's kinda payment in my mind for how much my sis is helping me rn even tho she'd never hold it over my head (I need new glasses. And while I had the money to spend on said glasses, I had 0 for food and cigs and she's helping me on this one)

But yes, I agree Hacker!Suguru is just ughh. Like, a lil (maybe more) obsessed, absolutely the type to give you the chills, surely could and has killed some really nasty dudes such as traffickers…yeah

Never getting over Suguru being big and strong and intimidating even tho he's such a kind soul, genuinely. I love him dearly (he looks very hot wiping someone else's blood from his skin, sorry not sorry)

~🦊

I love how long this is— and tbh, i knew what I was writing wasn’t like, what you exactly asked for but I was sort of using that idea in a Satoru fic and 😭 yes. Because angst in fact is>>>> and tbh why I see him going for someone like that is because it probably makes him learn a lot, like shows perspectives yk?

Personally I’m not into yandere or omega/alpha dynamics but the maybe I’ve just not delved into the right stuff — altho I think I won’t be into it, I feel like I should try reading on it more to get a good idea on it. As in, it helps writing but be my guest and explain as much as you’d like lmao

I won’t spoil much and it’s not any particular plot lmao I just initially wanted to write smut but then idk and it’s like cult geto and you’re a non-sorcerer but at the same time he’s sort of in love with you (classic and obviously). I don’t expect much interaction on it with people and I’m so afraid because many people (like yk the bigger and more popular fandom writers) have already done this idea so it is overdone slightly? But I just wanted a go at it.

That’s good for you for sure because I personally could never💀 I just really don’t at all like kids and I do hope things get better for you soon.

And I just saw this feel like this hacker guy and this girl (idk what movie’s edit it was but istg that’s my inspo now) though I do apologise because it may take me a day or two (a week?) to deliver because I got this test coming up. And suguru who can manhandle you>>> wait though- suguru wiping your blood (just as an idea sorry if you’re not into that!)