#(the soup. i'm talking about the soup incident.)

[flatstarcarcosa]

was thinking about the Old Dude That Gives Felix The Bar (That Also Isn't Named Yet) and how he's horrendously underdeveloped but in my defense

part of it, to an extent, is by design. i just love the fucking idea even felix doesn't end up learning that much about the dude.

i have decided whatever his name is, that's not his actual name.

and felix doesn't find out until he's dealing with the paperwork for the bar transferring owners and it turns out the old dude's name is something that sounds Too Nice and Too Normal for the type of dude he is.

[crusty-chronicles]

Airheaded S/O Headcannons #7: Jinx (Arcane)

Starting off on a strong point, you are her everything.

She's known you since the days when Vander was still around.

You were the clumsy kid who competed with Ekko to bring her juice (Even if you always spilled it anyways)

You were the only one who managed to mess up worse than her

And as Powder, she used that to her advantage whenever someone called her a jinx

"Y/n broke five glasses yesterday by just standing, but I'm the jinx?"

But even back then it wasn't coming from a bad place, more of an understanding one.

Zaun didn't take too kindly to screw-ups, and you two were probably the biggest.

You weren't there the night everything went to shit.

So when you showed up to the bar the next day and both Benzo and Ekko were missing, you just assumed they'd quit and abandoned it.

A few days later and a man named Silco came in saying 'the bar was under new management.'

To which you replied with an 'okay!' 😃 just happy to have people again.

Then you saw Powder by his side and raced behind the counter to get her favorite juice

Only to end up faceplanting on the floor as you tripped, then proceeded to try again about 6 more times.

It resulted in Jinx smiling for the first time in days.

From then on, you're hers forever. No take backsies 😡😡😡

Whenever she wants to get away from the hallucinations voices, she'll stop by the newly renovated bar/brothel and watch you attempt to hand out drinks.

Seeing you spill it over the patrons and having them not being able to do a damn thing about it brings her so much joy.

She 100% babies you and makes Silco's henchmen do the same.

You cut yourself with glass?

Don't worry, Mama's here with a very colorful bandage and a kiss to top it off.

Having problems with the Enforcers?

Silco's paying them off (threatening them) so they leave you alone.

Inhaled too many toxic fumes and got sick?

Only soup and warm blankets for you. And cuddles. And mayhaps a bedtime story.

You are the only person allowed to call Jinx 'Powder'.

She'll kill anyone else

In Zaun, you have to be strong to survive.

And in your special case, you've punched someone harder than Vander with his gloves because they said something mean about Jinx.

The patrons at the bar all of a sudden don't wanna fight you when you make a mess.

Silco, although he despises anyone that tries to get close to his daughter, will tolerate you simply because you're too stupid to be a threat.

Although he does also like that you can hold your own if push comes to shove

He doesn't want a weakling to drag down Jinx.

It's a fact that Jinx is a brainiac when it comes to tech.

Whenever she's working on a new bomb or upgrading FishBones, she's always rambling on to you about how it works.

Even if you have no clue and stare all blank faced.

A look she adores and calls your 'thinking face'

She won't ever make fun of you for not getting things right away because you have so much more to offer than your non existent brain.

You've been there for her through everything and not once did you ever call her a jinx

Even now you don't call her by her new name.

She'll be having an episode, shouting at people who weren't there anymore, and you always wait for her to get her bearings with her favorite juice placed in front of her.

Jinx has two rules for any people that cross her path

#1 Don't bring up the Vander incident

#2 Don't call Y/n an idiot.

Anybody who tries the second is immediately shot on the spot.

No slander will be tolerated.

You two haven't officially asked the other out.

It's more of an 'I'm yours and you're mine' kinda thing.

Jinx likes to call you sunshine because you're the only light in a very dark world.

Other favorites include: sweets, baby, tough stuff, and the occasional toots

Jinx has never really had anything to call her own, so she will absolutely get jealous if someone has your attention for 1 second.

Why do you wanna even talk to anybody else? Is she not good enough anymore?

"I'm just trying to earn tips, but if you want me to take the rest of the night off I will. You're perfect, Powder."

And she's sobbing, smooshing herself against you to get as close as possible.

She's got you in a death grip saying 'she loves you so much' and 'that she's sorry' and 'wants you to keep working'.

But she makes you promise to take the next day off so she can spend the day talking your ear off while cuddling.

You're her everything, even if most of the time you're a bigger jinx than she is.

NEXT UP: Giovanni Potage

MASTERLIST

Then we start to circle back around, so stay tuned 🤞🤞🤞

[babygirl-diaz]

When Blue Eyes Turn Green (Buddie, BuckTommy fanfic)

Thank you @princesseddiediaz for the prompt!

***

It was a regular call with a small fire at an apartment complex. Buck and Eddie went door to door, evacuating the place. Once evacuation finished, the two of them were on crowd control duty, ensuring no one ran back into the building.

And that's when it happened. A man started talking to Eddie. Buck made nothing of it at first, but then he noticed the man's body language. He was standing closer to Eddie than necessary, using every opportunity to reach out and touch him. Buck knew it was only a matter of time before Eddie caught on and countered the man's advances. Because this wasn't uncommon. Someone always flirted with Eddie. And although, like him, Eddie was into both men and women, he only flirted with people he felt an emotional connection with.

However, something unpredictable happened today. Eddie moved closer to the man and touched his arm, which the man was obviously trying to flex.

Buck wasn't sure why, but he saw red when that happened. Before he knew it, he made his way over to Eddie and the other man. He put a hand on Eddie's shoulder and the other around his waist and pulled him back against his chest. Eddie tensed in his arm. The stranger, on his part, looked a little taken aback. Buck towered behind Eddie and tried to use every muscle in his being to make himself appear taller and menacing.

"Who's your friend, Eds?" Buck asked, scowling at the other man.

"This is Jason. He lives in apartment 558," Eddie replied and relaxed a little.

"Well, Mr. 558, maybe keep your distance from my boyfriend?" Buck told Mr. 558, who just frowned in return.

Eddie turned his head towards Buck and growled in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

"My bad, man, I didn't know Eddie was taken," Mr. 558 put his hands up in surrender and backed away.

"Well, now you know," Buck replied and let go of Eddie. He instead took his hand and drew him away from Mr. 558.

"What the hell was that?" Eddie asked, pulling his hand away.

"I was doing you a favor," Buck replied.

"A favor?" Eddie scoffed. "By what? Chasing away someone I might have an interest in?"

Buck frowned at that and felt his jealousy grow even more. "You were interested in Mr. 558?"

"His name is Jason and yes, I am," Eddie replied and stepped closer to Buck and put a finger in his face. "Buck, you have a boyfriend. You gotta stop being so damn possessive of me. It's weird, man." With that, he pulled back and walked away, leaving Buck dumbfounded.

***

"And then he said that it was weird that I was possessive of him!" Buck told Tommy as he aggressively cut up the vegetables for the soup they were cooking together. "Can you believe that?"

Tommy stopped stirring the pot and raised an eyebrow at him. "Oh, I sure can."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Buck asked, frowning at his boyfriend.

"You are possessive of him," Tommy told him.

"No, I am not!" Buck huffed. "You are my boyfriend, not Eddie."

"I know that, but do you?" Tommy asked. He sounded more amused than pissed off.

"What are you talking about?" Buck asked.

"Need I remind you of the basketball incident?"

"I thought we already established that I was trying to get your attention during the basketball game," Buck replied.

"Did we establish that? Or did we just sweep that under the rug?" Tommy turned off the stove and came over to Buck. He wrapped his arms around Buck's waist and pulled him close. "Baby, it's okay, I understand why you're possessive of Eddie."

"I'm not-"

"Before you say you're not, just hear me out. He's your best friend but you are also in love with him-"

"WHAT?! WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET THAT FROM?" Buck yelled, pulling away from Tommy.

"Glad we're being mature about this, baby," Tommy said sarcastically. "Look I don't blame you for loving him. He's this amazing guy who loves unconditionally and you want that." He paused for a second before saying, "I want that too."

Buck's eyebrows shot up. "What?"

"I get why you're possessive over Eddie. If I was there when Mr. 558 flirted with him, I would have broken Mr. 558's jaw," Tommy replied.

Buck gulped. "That's exactly what I wanted to do," he admitted. "What- what does this mean?"

"It means, we're both kinda heads over heels over this beautiful man," Tommy replied. "And maybe... We should ask him to date us."

"Seriously?" Buck asked excitedly.

"Seriously," Tommy replied.

Buck threw his arms around Tommy's neck and pulled him in for a kiss. "You are literally the best boyfriend anyone could ask for."

"Do you think Eddie will want to join us?" Tommy asked.

"Well, we can ask him to find out," Buck replied and kissed his boyfriend again.

[melverie]

⸺ LESSON 1 ⸺

unregistered

Solomon

Solomon & Barbatos

MC's magic

situation in the Devildom

demons & angels (& humans)

strange feelings & soup

misc

- lesson 2 || all posts so far -

1. As you might have seen, I'm trying to connect some plot points atm and have decided to just go through the lessons again in hopes of untangling this mess. Depending on my motivation I might do this for all 40 lessons All of them will be tagged under #mel's descend into madness because that's honestly what it feels like lol 2. This is a mix of gathering facts from the game as well as me trying to make sense of everything. I'll add the lesson references to all things actually stated in the game. That being said, I'll only add them to moments that happen in lesson 1 since that's less work for me lol 3. I'd love to hear your thoughts!! Add stuff, dispute some of my points, theorize, bring up story points that don't make add up to you--idc what it is but I'd love to hear it all!! Either share it directly on here or send me an ask if you'd rather share them as anon 4. General spoiler warning for all of Obey Me Nightbringer, as well as for the original Obey Me

⸺ UNREGISTERED ⸺

most likely Nightbringer, so I'll just call him that -> 'Nightbringer' fits into the amount of characters in their name, and just like the unregistered number, NB later in the story talks about taking MC to a place where they will be happy [1-1//chat 'Untitled' with Unregistered; both pics below]

Fun fact: "lightbringer" (aka the meaning of Lucifer's name) also fits :)

NB knows MC's name because they told him recently from NB's perspective, and a long time ago from MC's perspective [1-1//chat 'Untitled' with Unregistered]

Nightbringer talks about how nothing remains hidden from him and that they see everything (-> Barbatos, Michael, Father?) [1-1//chat 'Untitled' with Unregistered]

this is how NB describes how he sees time [1-1//chat 'Untitled' with Unregistered; pic below]. It's similar to how Solomon claims Barbatos once described time to him

⸺ SOLOMON ⸺

definitely Solomon and not some imposter because his cooking is still the same inedible mess we know him for 💖 [1-17]

he's casting some spell when MC calls him and claims it's for jumping through spacetime [phone call 'Untitled' with Solomon] -> at the very least it doesn't have anything to do with influencing the memories of the others because they already didn't remember MC before their phone call

Solomon is the one who tells us we are in the past [1-12]. I have no reason to doubt him there -> he also says that MC "just disappeared" [1-12]. No mention of anyone's reaction to this though

Solomon is also the one that tells us that we need to reforge our pacts with the brothers if we want to make it back to the [1-12; pic below]

⸺ SOLOMON & BARBATOS ⸺

had (OG) Barbatos lend him his power to come to the past [1-12]

when choosing the option that implies that MC and Solomon are dating, Diavolo response with this [1-9; pic below]. That doesn't sound like there's any bad blood between them yet, at least not from Diavolo's point of view which, in turn, makes Barbatos' behavior toward Solomon so much stranger

⸺ MC'S MAGIC ⸺

Solomon explains that MC's magic is much weaker because their pacts with the brothers aren't functioning properly since they are in the past [1-12] -> the OG already established that MC's magic is tied to their pacts with the brothers (OG's season 2 plot literally revolved around that), so it makes sense -> since they need magic to return to the present, MC is essentially trapped in the past [1-12]

MC isn't able to use the pacts at all at first [1-2, non-amnesia route], however the pacts aren't completely severed as evidenced by MC being able to use the 'Stay!' command [1-5] -> once overcome by a warm light inside them, MC is able to use the pact commands again [1-5]. Imo it somewhat plays out similarly to MC being revived during the lesson 16 incident in the OG (which was Lilith's doing)

something about Solomon's reaction to being told MC used stay bothers me. Idk what though. Then again, maybe he was just worried about MC's safety, so it could also just be nothing [1-9; pic below]

⸺ SITUATION IN THE DEVILDOM ⸺

the Great Celestial War was about a year ago [1-2] -> Mammon mentiond that it felt more like a century to him [1-14; pic below]. Probably nothing but I'm critical of every little detail at this point lol

the demon king is already out of commission, but he was still around to give the brothers their titles as avatars [1-5]

the brothers' arrival threw the Devildom in disarray [1-7]

⸺ DEMONS & ANGELS (& HUMANS) ⸺

both Asmodeus and Diavolo talk about how angels and demons technically aren't enemies anymore, yet both parties are still clinging to what happened in the past [Asmo in 1-15, Dia in 1-18; both pics below]

Diavolo says that the goal of building the school is to bring the Devildom and the Celestial Realm closer together. He generally talks about just the "two realms", completely leaving the humans out of all this [1-18; pic below]

⸺ STRANGE FEELINGS & SOUP ⸺

Diavolo says that he feels like he and MC already share a strong bond [1-18; pic below]

Lucifer indirectly expresses his concern for MC, and is honest about his feelings and worries with them (only to immediately downplay it and snap at MC, thanks Luci 💖) [lesson 1 hard mode]

⸺ MISC ⸺

the House of Lamentation has just been rebuilt in the Devildom. They also once again tell the story of what happened in that house when it was still in the human world and say that it might be cursed [1-7]. Not really all that relevant tbh

Diavolo first talks about building a school [1-17]. RIP 'The Glory Days' devilgram ;-;

Lucifer says that he doesn't trust demons [1-18; pic below]. Will be slightly relevant again in lesson 12 iirc

[inmyhorrorsera]

S5E8 "The Roast" thoughts:

Ok, I watched this episode three times and I'm still smiling. I love when you think and episode is gonna be about something because of its title and then surprise you when its all a misdirection (see also: Succession's "Connor's Wedding").

At first Laszlo's err… state intrigued me, love everyone projecting and imposing their own insecurities (Guillermo's secret, Nadja's hex) as a reason on why he is behaving like that. And of course it's a stupid reason 😭.

"And a flat pepsi for Guillermo". Oh Nandor, that's the worst thing you ever done to Guillermo, that's the worst thing you could do to anyone. And yes, I remember a certain S4 episode.

I screeched like a bird when Colin mentioned dreaming about being a baby under Laszlo's care, not only because I wanted this shit to happen since the past finale, but also I really thought the episode was going on that direction (and also bc its another W for my predictions).

Having said that, LOVED the nonchalance of Nadja and the others when they were like 'no, it wasn't a dream, that totally happened'.

I mentioned it in a separate post: they really had a Sweet Dee in IASIP moment when The Guide gave the roast idea, only to be ignored and then the same idea being stolen by a dude who is celebrated.

Seanie's poor brain it should be soup at this point, we don't know if he can hazily remember the event like it happened before.

What can I remember is his line after Nadja's roast because it was one of the biggest laughs for me: "Women CAN be funny!" I fucking loved it so much, it's the perfect condescending shit straight men say all the time, even when they're trying to be complementary to you they can't stop being garbage. It was a simple line but Anthony nailed the delivery and timing. Seriously, rewatch that part.

At first I was confused why all the jokes were so mid, but shortly I realized this episode wasn't about the roast at all, lol.

Just by watching screenshots of other users I noticed that in the scene of Nandor resting his head on Guillermo's shoulder there's a BIG flame between them. LMAO. There's no way that is unintentional.

Good for The Guide being the catalyst of Baron Afanas learning the truth. I was demanding more screen time for her lately, so having some incidence in the main plot goes on the plus column.

The other guests present at the roast being shocked at the knowledge of Guillermo killing vampires surprised me; I always assumed Guillermo being a familiar/slayer was a known fact in the vampire community after his very public massacre at the Théâtre des Vampires.

Fuck yeah when I realized this is a Doug Jones spotlight episode, I just fuckin ahgdjkaksdf, love him, perfect, no notes.

The Baron being terrifying!! Guillermo was seriously scared for the others and he barely tried to show off his Van Helsing abilities.

Nandor and Nadja begging the Baron to not hurt Guillermo!! 😭 Them being dragged while grabbing the cape!! 😭 They're spiritual siblings to me!! 😭😭

They really reminded me a little bro and sis begging their mom to not hit their beloved older brother with the chancla for talking back or something.

I fell for the two fake-outs with the sack lol I'm so gullible when it comes to vampires I guess.

NANDOR PAINFUL SOUNDS (MOANS???) WHEN HE BELIEVED HE WAS IN FRONT OF GUILLERMO'S INERT BODY. IT WAS SAD BUT ALSO A LITTLE HORNY!!!

"At least he died doing what he loved: beating off in the toolshed."

A wonderful small detail: After Laszlo opened fake Guillermo with the knife he cleaned his hands on The Guide's dress.

Idc if you think its dark, the whole 'Nandor will kill you and then kill himself' bit becoming a recurring joke it's peak writing.

I wish I can say something more serious about Baron Afanas' sadness over how boring his life is now. But I just keep thinking that the way he talks about his homelife with The Sire and the Hellhound sounds exactly when a dude has a middle life crisis and suddenly he doesn't enjoy his marriage anymore. They're husbands!! And I loved how cunty he looked at the end all half-charred (see posted gif) Queen!

Now, the Nandermo of it all: What more can I say than incoherent screaming and foaming from the mouth? Episodes 8 are all about them again!! Nandor on the window looking all cliched melancholic heroine of a romance novel?? How relieved he was when he found him in the coffin??? Him still remembering Guillermo's card word for word???!! Knowing that this toxic dark sided devotion goes both ways???!!! Borrowing the words of Fleabag: THIS IS A LOVE STORY.

Seriously, I know all these soft Nandor moments are here so the heartbreak when he learns about Guillermo being turned it's even bigger. But still denying that there is a romantic undertone between these two it's just being purposely adamant at this point (i'm looking at you wwdits reddit). Even if nothing explicitly romantic happens on screen, just by watching these moments, I know, we know.

Now, go listen to the ending song again. You will not regret it.

[paradoxcase]

Harrow the Ninth audiobook, Act 3

Harrow's memory of Crux giving her advice about her hallucinations just does not hit the same with the Moira Quirk Crux voice. When I was reading, at this point I was like, hmm, maybe I should reevaluate Crux slightly, but with the audiobook, the voice just sounds very incongruous

When Harrow talks to Ianthe about seeing G1deon with Cytherea's corpse, no precise description is in the text of the book, but it sounds like Ianthe expected something a lot worse than Harrow described, and then later Harrow tells John that she saw him "kissing" the corpse. Did Harrow actually just get all morally outraged about just a kiss?

I can't remember if I commented on it before, but Harrow says about G1deon that it was "as if he'd carried the name of a dead family pet" and I can't tell if this is some reaction that has something to do with Gideon or if she actually just thinks of Ortus as a "dead family pet"

John talks about G1deon killing Wake as if he were actually there when it happened, but he can't possibly have been, could he? If he wasn't there when Wake died, and had no idea that G1deon was having an affair with her, what does he actually know about how G1deon felt about killing her? He's not exactly a talkative guy. Mercy and Augustine knew that talking about Wake would get him to leave later on, too, but I don't think they were sharing a lot of info on her - he didn't know why Wake had a baby with her, for example

At some point a biscuit that was given to Harrow is described as a "repeatedly uneaten biscuit" which is definitely something

I can't remember if I noticed this the first time, but Harrow intentionally put all of G1deon's least favorite vegetables in the Trojan Soup so that he would eat more of the broth, haha

"The First Reborn" is used as an epithet for John at one point. Is John meant to have resurrected himself in the mythology?

After the Soup Incident, Augustine is looking "as if he had seen the ghost of someone he did not particularly like" which make me wonder what kind of stuff Anastasia got up to at Canaan House

Mayonnaise Uncle is in Harrow's River bubble, and he's acting just like himself, which I realize now must mean that his soul did not actually get consumed or corrupted by a devil thing after Colum's death. If they can really just infect anyone they injure, as is implied at the end of Nona, I wonder how he avoided that, since devil!Colum very much did fatally injure him

I pointed out before that later on in the River bubble they wind up congregating in the Second Lyctor lab, which seems to be relatively safe from Wake possibly because it belonged to G1deon and Pyrrha, but in this earlier part of the book they are also taking refuge in the quarters given to Judith and Marta as being the least leaky, and now I sort of wonder if they were given those rooms because they also had something to do with G1deon and Pyrrha and that's also why they're the least leaky in Harrow's bubble

Magnus, on the bad weather in the bubble: "It'll be a damned sight worse in the River." You know he's just extremely disappointed that Harrow is not able to see the joke, since I'm pretty sure both he and Abigail know what's up by this point

On Corona's "death" Abigail says "If she's gone, then perhaps that means--" and never finishes. I wonder if this is Abigail figuring out that Corona may still be alive

Ianthe says, "I wish killing [Naberius] had given me his needlepoint, too." I am actually kind of curious why it didn't, unless she means like, the actual physical pieces of clothing he embroidered or whatever and not the skill?

Harrow thinks she looks like her mother in the dress Ianthe makes for her, and then immediately says "I look like am imbecile." I know most people don't usually have positive thoughts about their mothers' senses of fashion, but even so this seems a little harsh

Augustine claims to be helping Harrow kill G1deon "for reasons of my own" and says that "he has caused me more pain over this past scant 40 years than I care to admit." When I read this originally, I just figured, of course Augustine dislikes G1deon, all my homies hate G1deon, because he'd said like three total words of dialog the whole book and done nothing but try to kill Harrow, but now I'm actually curious about this. Since they've known each other for 10,000 years and it's only the past 40 that have been a problem, this can't just be Augustine and G1deon not getting along for personality reasons the way that Augustine and Mercy don't get along (and also, Augustine never actually conspires to kill Mercy) so now I'm curious about what sort of falling-out happened between Augustine and G1deon in the last 40 years. I don't think it's just that Augustine was plotting with Mercy to kill John and G1deon was loyal to John, because I think Augustine and Mercy have been plotting to kill John for a lot more than 40 years. Was 40 years ago maybe when Wake first started to become relevant? Maybe Augustine and Mercy secretly conspiring with Wake to kill John at the same time that G1deon and Pyrrha were secretly fucking Wake caused some encounters between them that Augustine misinterpreted, honestly there could probably have been some hilarious Shakespeare-level dramatic irony here

Augustine says that Cristabel was a fanatic, which seems accurate to the account in Nona, but what was the object of her fanaticism after John resurrected everyone with no memory of Christianity? Although... Cristabel did help found the Eighth House, which honestly might sort of explain some things

John thinks BOE finding out about resurrection beasts must have been "an intelligence effort" since the resurrection beasts are classified information within the Nine Houses, which is hilarious as a concept after reading Nona, and G1deon does in fact correct him here that the only piece of actual intelligence they would have had to learn was where the fuck they came from

Ianthe goes on while drunk about being Harrow's sister, and it seems clear that she really wants Harrow to be like a replacement Corona

Harrow is mystified about why there is an incinerator on the Mithraeum and this question is ultimately never answered, although I guess it's possible that there will be an answer in the fourth book

When Pyrrha says "ba--" when talking to Harrow, it is not pronounced like the first syllable of "baby", which is kind of odd, since that's definitely what she was going to say. And she does definitely say she can feel Wake near or in Harrow, even though Wake is clearly in Cytherea's body at this point, furthering my suspicions that part of Wake's soul may still be in Gideon's sword even after Cytherea's body was shot at the end of the book. The voice also isn't different yet, but she is pretending to be G1deon here

[sealofarchives]

Oneshot scenario: Merfolk!reader with the turtles (separate)

Just something for a mermay themed prompt while trying to think of other stuff to write

Warnings: the slight mention of drowning (just a brief topic again nothing too graphic)

(I forgot the exact concept art picture from one of the scrapped episodes where Mikey went all out for a mermaid costume for a distraction but, surprisingly it helped while trying to brainstorm ideas for the other scenarios lol)

Soupful Confessions

In the lair, close to the living room...

You were about take another spoonful of clam chowder soup. While your fish tail sat on one of the steps a surface level in a large aquarium tank filled with water. You placed the soup bowl by the makeshift table beside you. Then swam towards the box shell turtle pacing around a few distance away from the tank.

Before you could ask, Mikey immediately squeaked startled by your sudden appearance.

"Oh (Y/N)! Was the soup okay?"

"Mikey, I'll pretty much eat anything you make. Sorry for scaring you."

"Is something on your mind? You almost made a lap walking around my tank."

"Well... Despite that short-staffed situation during a surf and turf event near the Run of the Mill pizzeria..."

"I'm still excited that I made friends with you and a few other merpeople!"

You winced with a fake smile before going back to the soup filled bowl.

"I mostly tagged along with that group for a discount on seafood pizza."

"I couldn't stomach the idea of eating turtles, let alone ones who were brave enough to serve an angry mob of hungry merpeople."

"Yeah... I still think we were pretty lucky that we based off the menu from a few of dad's old movies. Clam chowder being one of those."

You blinked surprised at the soup then back to Mikey.

"Any clue why he doesn't like talking about clam chowder?"

"Because I tried bringing it up and he just avoids the question with something else."

Mikey only shrugged while playing around with his orange bandana tails.

"He told us only criminals like that movie but, Cassandra turned over a new leaf because of his words of wisdom."

"Maybe, something terrible happened during the making of the movie so, it might have been that..."

You hummed understanding that reasoning. Then held the bowl to drink what's left out of the almost empty soup. Mikey gulped as you perched your arms content with the meal.

"Hopefully its not too weird to ask but, are you free to be a muse?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"I had a few sketches for some disguises especially with the mermaid theme in mind but..."

"I didn't want to offend you if some of the designs are in poor taste..."

You couldn't help but, giggle at Mikey as you placed the bowl on his head.

"So you want feedback from me? Sure, I don't bite."

"But, take it easy when you decide to use said distraction in action."

"I wouldn't want that cute face of yours getting hurt."

Mikey blushed as you winked at him and hurried off to get dessert. Unfortunately for him, his brothers also saw the incident and appeared with teasing grins, casually hanging around the kitchen like nothing happened.

Old and New Memories

In the turtle tank...

Donnie spoke up with a sigh.

"You know its impolite to stare at someone for a long period of time..."

"Oh sorry, a while ago, I got stuck with helping one of my classmates for something in Witch Town."

"That place still mentions you-"

"Being the infamous scientist turtle who scoffed at anything magic related and destroyed the center piece statue during an important ceremony."

Donnie felt an imaginary arrow hitting his head as he winced while you continued to talk.

"But still, you made a long way from being stubborn about mystic magic."

"And gained some understanding of it through your way of approaching things."

You fidgeted one of the charms added to the custom made backpack (courtesy of the purple turtle himself) to avoid the tedious process. Carrying a large jug of water when there's no aquarium tank around.

Donnie faked cough now regaining his composure as you looked back at him.

"Accidental destruction of property was the more correct term to describe it..."

"At that time, I was more focused proving April wrong that she didn't need help from those witches."

"Also, there is no way I'm setting foot near that place if they still talk about me in that matter."

"I was already greeted with the angry mob gathering pitchforks and torches when I tried to apologize for my actions."

Donnie crossed his arms as you lightly puffed one of your cheeks.

"On a lighter note, I found out some of my classmates grew up with parents who are big fans of Splinter's movies."

"And..."

You held up a conch shell device and played a recording from its string.

"Do you think we'll turn heads if we change the purple one's wanted poster in a light tone similar to the splitting image of Lou Jitsu?"

"I already heard stories how the former star dedicates his life to raising four turtles and..."

"The purple one can easily get away with anything for having such dashing looks-"

You immediately held the string down with blush surfacing an annoyed look on your face.

"It slowly started an argument on which of you was the best Lou Jitsu look-a-like."

"So the fan club forgot to start the project..."

"But still, at least you have me and a few other fans by your side."

Your fish-fin ears fluttered a bit taking notice of Donnie's smirk.

"While I'm flattered by that girl's comment, I only assume you haven't thought of the idea towards a surprise meet and greet."

"Or you don't like the thought of her dating me..."

The blush deepened your face as you looked away.

"I think she'll be more disappointed that you aren't into pda and hugs."

You felt Donnie's arms pulling you into a hug now sitting on his lap.

"Given the nature of my happy go lucky family members, I just give in to the hugs. However, for you."

"I'm willing to make some amends towards my soon to be partner's needs..." On the back of Donnie's mind was slight panic. With the realization that you look really cute sitting there. And how, he got a closer look at your face.

A Merfolk That Can't Sing?!

Near a rooftop pool close to 10 pm... (Totally not trespassing says the red slider turtle)

Your face sank halfway into the chlorinated water. Attempting to hide the embarrassed feeling as Leo immediately sat up.

"Wait, for eel? I always thought it comes naturally that most merpeople can just lure anyone in by a wonderful singing voice."

You laid on your aquatic back, letting the water glide you across the lightly dimmed pool. With a whine at Leo's fishy oneliners.

"Not me, my parents tried to get help and it didn't even work."

"I already don't like the thought of it being associated with drowning..."

"I almost forgot about that part but, the reason I brought the singing was more towards..."

"Donnie was playing a game where sirens sang during a boss fight."

"I don't know much about metal but, the song surprisingly blends well with the siren singing."

"Okay? I still don't get what you're trying to say."

"I don't want to sound like Dr Feelings but, if you have a favorite song you'd usually like to hum to."

"Maybe try that, since you don't seem happy trying to fit into the scary siren image.

Leo saw you hesitated for a bit but shrugged, now lazily laying on your stomach.

"I'll think about it but, thanks for the brief pep talk."

"Well if you feel up to a small karaoke battle, you know who to call!"

You held back laughing at him in an attempt to hide the blush on your face.

"You almost fell off the turtle taxi proudly winning the previous karaoke battle during a late night beach party."

Leo's confident smile quickly faded into embarrassment. As he immediately placed one of his beach hats on your head. Causing you to sit up to avoid damaging the hat.

"It still counted as a victory for me. We weren't expecting anyone to be up around that time."

"Let alone a surprise visit from a merfolk."

You blushed at the water's reflection, wearing Leo's straw beach hat. A tiny bit of regret deepened the blush as you caught sight of his slow smirk.

"Did my singing actually lure you in?~"

Your fish fin lightly splashed water near his face as you looked away.

"The turtle tank caused a tiny rumor about a turtle with a taxi on its shell"

"I don't think Donnie would be happy about making his prized vehicle open to the public."

Leo wiped the water off his face with a spare towel as he got off the chaise lounge chair.

"I still think I lured you in."

"It just happened to be in good timing, with Donnie making small tests to the turtle tank."

Your fish tail sat by the pool step ladders as you sighed.

"Just don't add any love songs to the playlist or I might curse you for a week."

"I can probably handle whatever hex you throw at me but, I'll still give you dibs on picking the first few songs.

"Just so I have somewhat an idea of what songs you're into."

Ever since he got you to laugh at some of his jokes, the red slider turtle believes you have that merpeople charm in you.

Early Morning Seaside Chit Chat

Close to early sunrise by the Hidden City beach.

The turtle tank was parked a few distance away from the volunteer vendor booth that usually helps with clean up, trash, and protecting wildlife. However, the daily weekend event usually starts in around 9 or 10 am.

Raph could see the groggy eyebags on your face as you struggled to stay awake, resting your arms above the aquarium tank.

"We brought some snacks that should last until lunch."

"So try to eat something so you don't accidentally chomp on a seagull."

You snatched a family sized bag of chips from the snack pile. With a brief thanks as Raph sat across from you.

"I scared off some birds from last year's sea turtle hatching tour."

"I'll be fine."

Raph bit into a piece of jerky as he rolled his eyes.

"That one pink heron almost knocked you into the sea if we didn't step in to help."

"Mikey almost saw a baby turtle getting pecked to death."

"That's the only time I pick fights with any of those birds."

Raph muttered a sigh under his breath as you pouted.

"Okay I'll admit, we didn't want to see that but..."

"I'm surprised how you convinced Donnie and the volunteers to set up a eco friendly barrier for those baby turtles."

You smiled a bit biting into another chip as you spoke.

You guys still helped, spreading the word through cute flyer posters and a tiny fundraiser for a good cause."

Raph lightened up with his toothy grin as he chuckled.

"So, no secret plan to get revenge on that bird."

"I mean Donnie was almost thinking about it, until he got praised with so many compliments displaying his work to the staff."

"Oh, so Donnie didn't have some speech with how cruel nature is and just went with your idea."

You accidentally yawned with an annoyed expression on your face.

"He did but, life is already like that sometimes."

"And not to bring down the mood but, you four would have been just regular turtles if it weren't for Splinter stepping in to protect you guys from being Draxum's super soldiers..."

Raph hummed briefly looking down at the half empty plastic bag.

"I don't think I could fit in with the other alligator snapping turtles."

"I had a lot of weird moments not realizing its a solitary thing and its just not for me."

Raph looked up after hearing you chuckle.

"You could easily win a few over just from your gentle smile."

"Showing off your strength is one thing but, your level of honesty."

"Its almost too sweet that it could blind the competition."

The alligator snapping turtle blushed at your compliments.

"If this is your way of wanting that expensive seafood buffet for lunch, I'm not budging..."

"Awww, but I saved up enough money for a really good couple's discount~..."

Raph eventually caved in to the offer after most of the baby sea turtles safely made it to watery shore. However, to your surprise, the two of you sat in one table alone. With the blush beginning to appear on your face as the waiter took his order.

[aliellnea]

The loving theory- Kageyama Tobio

Part 2 of my Kageyama story

Content warning: MANGA SPOILERS, angst, mention of a family members death (that's probably it for now, aside from my very watpad plot and probably my bad english), THE WORST WAY OF CARRYING A PLOT

Not proofread

PART 1

Looking out of your window you watched as the wind gently swayed the trees. Your mind was clearly not on the math homework in front of you. You was definitely going insane since your encounter with Kageyama earlier, but you couldn't get it out of you mind. Did your mother know he would be going to Karasuno? Why didn’t Miwa tell you? How come you hadn’t seen him for the past week at all on the way to school?

With a sigh, you focused entirely on the street. With the sun setting, the night lights were already on, and most people were already home, so it was fairly deserted outside. The house in front of yours had all the lights out, meaning the Kageyamas weren't home yet. You had been there so many times before that you knew the exact floorplan of the house, which was slightly different from yours. Your bedroom window was face to face with Kageyama’s but you made sure the blinds were closed almost all summer so you wouldn’t have to see him but after seeing him today you thought it was useless now.

Glancing at the clock on the desk, it read 7 PM, meaning you had to hurry and prepare dinner for you and your mother. With only one source of income, you lived quite tightly, but you made it work, even if it meant sacrificing time together. Your mother had taken on additional work shortly before the school year began, increasing the household income. As a result, there was an established routine where yoy assumed the responsibility for cooking dinner every evening.

“Oh dear that smells wonderful” said your mother from behind startling you slightly, you didn’t ever hear the door.

“Hi mom, how was work?” you said, smiling

“Same as always baby” replied your mother while kissing your head “ Actually, I just ran into Tobio how late do these boys come from practice?” added with wonder in her voice

“Did you know he chose to go to Karasuno?” you lowered the heat on the stove to speak.

“Oh god you didn’t know? I’m sorry baby I thought Miwa or him would’ve told you”

“We haven’t talked in months” you replied in a week tone

Your mother's expression softened, understanding dawning in her eyes. "I'm sorry to hear that, sweetheart," she said gently, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder.

"It's okay, Mom," you said, forcing a small smile. "you’ve been busy with work and everything."

Your mother gave you a sympathetic look before turning her attention back to the simmering pot on the stove. "Well, let's not dwell on that now. Dinner smells delicious. Why don't you go set the table, and I'll finish up here?"

Nodding, you moved to the cupboard to retrieve the plates and set the table once yo were done you ran to your room to take a jacket and there you saw him, in his room. He must’ve seen the light switch in your room as he looked up directly at you. He was shirtless and combined with his shocked face he waved awkwardly at you. Blushing, you took the jacket and left the room as fast as you could leaving a shocked Kageyama behind.

The image of Kageyama shirtless lingered in your mind, sending a flutter of nerves through your stomach.

Your mother glanced at you curiously but didn't comment, instead pouring steaming bowls of soup into each plate. "Everything okay, honey?" she asked softly, her eyes full of concern.

"Yeah, everything's fine, Mom," you replied quickly, forcing a smile. "Just feeling a bit tired, I guess." your mother gave you a knowing look but didn't press further.

On Monday morning, the rain painted the town. You luckily didn’t encounter Kageyama that weekend after Friday’s incident, but you spent the whole weekend thinking about joining a club. Your first choice was being a manager for the men’s volleyball club. You found the time you spent with Sugawara and Hinata quite enjoyable, and you were in desperate need of friends in this school. However, after learning that he was also in Karasuno, you kind of discarded the idea.

You looked at Kunimi and Kindaichi on the other side of the booth while sipping on your overpriced drink. The two boys were talking about their classes and the club but your mind was everywhere except their conversation.

“What’s on your mind?” asked Kindaichi

“I don’t know, I’ve been thinking of joining a club but…”

“you don’t want to run into Kageyama” interrupted Kunimi

“Was I the last one to know that he was also going to Karasuno?” you said with disbelief “anyway, how do you even know that?”

“Don’t worry, I couldn’t care less where he went” started Kindaichi “I could never play again with someone as selfish as him”

“Yu” you couldn’t help but scold

“You can’t keep defending him. I don’t care what his problem is you even tried to help him and he treated you like garbage”

“Kindaichi calm down, this is not the place for this.” Intervened Kunimi before the other boy could get more worked up “We actually know because next week we have a practice match against them”

“And?”

“Oikawa requested it. Kageyama has to play the whole match as the setter”

“Oh god, can he be more egocentric? Isn’t he old enough to get over whatever issue he had when we were 13?”

“He’s actually quite nice you know. It’s easy to play with him” you couldn’t help but roll your eyes “Okay okay no more Oikawa. Why don’t you join the club? Fuck Kageyama. Didn’t you say that there was also that lousy player? The orange haired one”

“I know but Kageyama was the exact reason I quit last year”

“And I’m still mad about that” said Kunimi.

"Aki'," you said with a hint of affection, a playful glint in your eye. "If you're so eager to kiss me, just say the word," you teased, only to be met with his playful retort, complete with mock puking sounds “Okay maybe I could do like a trial or something but, if I end up being their manager don’t be sore losers when we win”

“Likewise” answered the both of them

Even if you didn’t approve of what they did on their last tournament Akira and Yutaro had become great friends. You also kind of understood why they did what they did because after all Kageyama had been their friend and teammate for two years, they reached their limit that day. They were there on your father’s funeral and made sure you didn’t isolate yourself you were grateful to have them and still be in contact with them after choosing a different school than them.

When you left for home it was already dark outside but since it was a school night the streets were pretty calm. You always liked going on night walks, specially with Kageyama and his grandfather. They started when his health deteriorated and couldn’t join you on your jogs, but those walks became the best part of your days. If you weren’t with your father, you would be at Kageyama’s watching some match on the TV or playing outside so when he died it was also a blow for you. You tried your best to keep Tobio company and try to distract him a little, you thought you were helping him until he snaped that day.

As you approached, you spotted Kageyama walking towards his house, sporting the Karasuno jersey. He looked really good in it; you couldn't help but notice. You've always thought he looked best in darker clothes, especially with his dark hair and pale skin. Suddenly you remembered the sight of him shirtless in his room and blushed a vibrant red. He looked up and caught your eyes as you reached your door.

“I’m sorry” he almost shouted making you jump.

Flustered and caught off guard you let out a simple “Okay” and closed the door rapidly. How the fuck were you supposed to manage the club and see him every day?

[plagueybirb]

I've talked a lot about different AUs of certain characters, but I don't think I've ever actually talked about my version of main timeline Kohga. Let's fix that!

Starting simple. I don't think Kohga can cook. At all.

Not out of any dislike of cooking, a lack of trying, or even a disinterest in learning. I think he'd actually even like cooking. He just. Can't. Flat out has zero skill. Negative skill even. This man survives solely on bananas and whatever someone else might cook for him. He's allowed to gather ingredients and nothing more. Permanently banned himself from getting within stirring distance of the cooking pot. No one talks about the Soup Incident of a hundred years ago.

He CAN however, bake. Has it down to a science. Pure wizardry at work. Give him a vague recipe for bread or some sort of pastry and he will simply Make. It. Happen. "Secret technique passed down by my father's mother's father" is his excuse every time. This doesn't change no matter which AU version of him it is.

Sooga is the exact opposite. It's definitely not for a lack of trying for the baking part. It's technically not his job to cook at all, but canonically he literally has to have people sneaking around to help him with his duties because he just does SO much, so I think he just can't stand to sit around idle. So he added cooking to his long, long, LONG list of things he does every day once, and now he just knows too much to not use it when necessary.

I like to think someone told him he works too much, and he took up something like embroidery out of spite. He's got a knack for being artistic.

Back to Kohga. I think he just has an innate understanding of how magic and technology works. He does straight up invent the concept of a truck and armed aircrafts to try and kill Link, so I don't think it's that far fetched to think it extends to magic as well. And while he might not have invented a lot, if any, of the magic the Yiga Clan uses, he can modify it on the fly to suit his needs. Magic is basically the math of the universe, and Kohga is out there playing around with the advanced subjects.

He has an affinity for fire or heat based magic. And that big glowy blast from AoC? He accidentally carved out a hallway with it when he was young. It was part of the reason why he was chosen early on to be the next Master Kohga in the first place.

He's alarmingly powerful, he just chooses not to show it unless his people are actually in danger, because where's the fun in that? I think he likes to be underestimated, right up until he's genuinely pissed off. We just tend not to see it because we're playing as Link, and Link can take down damn near god like entities. And honestly? I think Kohga's powerful enough to be a Sage, with or without a magic rock. I don't think he'd be Sage of Shadow though, I'm thinking more closer to a Sage of Earth.

Incapable of not making banana jokes, even in his own internal monologue. They are ingrained into his being. "Make like a banana and split" for example. Saying things went banana shaped instead of pear shaped. And if course, the famous "I nearly got peeled like a banana!" line. He thinks he's hilarious.

Sooga also thinks he's hilarious, even if the banana jokes aren't his usual style of humor.

And last but not least, being Sheikah, Kohga's blood is poison if ingested or otherwise somehow finds a way into the bloodstream of anyone who isn't also at least partially Sheikah. There is an actual reason for this, but the more important reason is that I think poison blood is cool.

[shipskicksandgiggles]

dialogue prompts

hi! I'm ellis, and for the past 4 years I've been a college student and have had a very normal time about it, evidenced by the very normal collection of sentences I have heard and said during my time in college that make for fantastic fic prompts for me and anyone else to use as inspiration. this list was delayed because while school has been over with for a month now, this is my last college list since I graduated, but I realized it will very likely not be my last list, because people say insane shit to me all the time and I am never at a loss for material. anywhom, yall know the drill, pick a number, a fandom, and a ship or dynamic and send them my way!

“My life is so weird, I just wrote an email with the subject line ‘Eggs’.”

“I know I texted you at 3am but this is on brand for me. Why are you awake?”

“Yeah we went and picked up six dozen eggs and pet five dogs. It was a good day.” “What the hell are you doing?”

“Hey I have a soup related question.”

“He’s like if a shitty hot water heater was a person.”

“Do you think my students know that I have a personal life? I don’t think they even realize I’m a person.”

“Is this like, your big girl job?” “No, it’s a job in my field and I want to move closer to it, but it’s not my ‘big girl job’. Yes, it’s my big girl job, why wouldn’t it be?”

“I’m invested in drama from my town that happened over a hundred years ago. Like I want to know what the ice cream incident of the mid-1880s was.”

“I’m actively crying in the parking lot of a gas station but it’s okay because it’s funny.” “How?” “Don’t think about it, life is a cosmic joke.”

“I’m known as the egg guy now.” 

“I sort of called my mom a bad parent and now I think she’s actually reevaluating how she’s treated me and it’s kind of wild.” 

“I don’t want to be a baby cop.”

“I’m having a weird day.” “You don’t have normal days.”

“I’m all for gut feelings, but this is a man we’re talking about, not your education or your job.”

“So good news, we got a new fridge. Bad news, it’s small.”

“Maintenance introduced me to the new guy which concerns me. Like hey, come meet the guy who hasn’t had a normal problem ever!”

“Oh shit.” “Did you just get a bloody nose?” “Yeah.”

“My mom loves you more.” “That’s because I’m delightful.”

“Did I ever tell you about the time I physically moved a guy because he didn’t want to listen to me?”

“What do you mean you've never done this before?” “Why would I lie?”

“Hey are you mad at me?” “No, should I be mad at you?” “I don’t think so, our boss just said you were.” “If I was, I forgot why, so you’re good.”

“The security guy keeps asking if I’m okay. I swear, you cry in front of a man one time.”

“You just have to tell people how it is sometimes. Wait, is that why people are scared of me?” “Oh I’m absolutely terrified of you.”

“I need to call them back. Oh nevermind, speak of the devil!” “Are you kidding? Was that a joke?”

“I’ll meet you there, I just need to go cry in my car for a minute first.” “Why are we crying?”

“Listen, I invited you because I knew you were going to be the conversational one.” “And then I had a mental breakdown 20 minutes before we showed up?” “Yeah, that was scary. Don't do that again please.”

“I think when people see you cry it’s like seeing an adult man cry. Like no one knows what to do and something is obviously very wrong because that never happens.”

“I would not trust a single one of you to drive my car. Except maybe you.” “I’m a great driver, that’s a solid call.”

“I’m going to bleed out through my nose.”

“Aww, that’s so gay.” “Honey, we are gay.”

“I think we keep saying things without saying them. And I think I’m going to actually say it.” “You’re going to get killed.” “That’s okay.”

“Is your kid going to be there?” “Maybe. Would you come if I said yes?” “Yes.”

“Hey the power’s out.” “What? Mom, I need to call you back.��

“I don’t think that’s your autism, I think that’s your OCD.” “My what? I’m not OCD.” “Oh honey, are you in a headspace to learn something about yourself?”

“I think today is just unlucky. You’re getting a trial by fire moment just like I did last year.” 

“Are we taking the ramp?” “I’m in a wheelchair, do you want me to take the stairs?”

“My sister texted me to see if you’re okay.” “Your sister has my number.”

“You good?” “I’m going to go home and take an ibuprofen.”

“I think you committed too hard to the bit.” “I definitely committed too hard to the bit.”

“Please tell me you also don’t like Taylor Swift.” “Are we about to become best friends?”

“Oh yeah, the one testicle, six toes, and he’s related to Hitler incident. I remember that.”

“Are you in a place emotionally where I can be sappy?” “No.” “When will you be?” “Never.”

“Wait, I have something for you.” “Is it a knife?”

“I’m going to cancel this trip if you don’t get it together, you’re all terrible people.”

“Why do none of the grown adult men in this room know how to tie a tie?”

“Can you come pick me up?” “It’s 1:30 in the morning, where are you?” “Downtown, I found a cat.”

“How did you fall asleep with the lights on?”

“I don’t know shit about fuck.”

“The era of country music a person listens to can tell you a lot.” “I listen to a lot of Johnny Cash and Willie Nelson.” “Stoner country, I respect it.”

“You know a lot of Taylor Swift lyrics for someone who hates Taylor Swift.” “Don’t talk to me.”

[yandere-fics]

♡ Elisha Spends The Summer With An Immortal Maiden In Your Forest ♡

(This is 4,113 words so the longest fic I've written for one of my characters on their own.)

♡ Immortals were essential to the balance of life, you had to remain in your forest lest it wither and die without your presence, vampires must exist otherwise humans would hunt too many animals in the forests they resided in, dragons had to keep their forests safe havens, likewise there had to be those who hunted vampires who did not remain in their dens, there had to be a dragon slayer to keep dragons from getting too bold, and there had to be people who would come to try to harm you so you would be driven to stay in your forest and never leave, not that you would even if there weren't those trying to hunt you, but once upon a time in your youth you had thought about leaving your forest until you felt the cool steel of knife against your neck, in the end venturing out wasn't worth it. ♡

♡ When Elisha came into your forest wounded from a fight with what seemed like a giant dragon, you felt you had to take care of her, sure she could have healed on her own but her recovering quickly was essential for things falling into their natural order, it wouldn't do to have her out of commission and as the chosen one, you could tell from the seal on her boots, she surely would not bring harm to you so it wouldn't hurt you to help, so you dragged her back to your clearing in the woods and started to make medicine for her wounds. ♡

"Oh! You're awake! I found you at the edge of my forest and brought you inside to protect you." You kneeled down next to her sleeping roll with the bowl of soup you'd made for her, you knew she'd wake up today, you just hadn't realized she'd wake up so soon. You'd likely be able to get her out of your forest in a month with how fast she was recovering, it made you a bit sad to think you'd be alone again, even the company of a comatose body was better than no company. "I'm the maiden who guards these woods, you are the chosen one, correct?"

"That's me, honestly if I had to get stabbed through the stomach with a dragons claw just to see you, it's entirely worth it." She tried to sit up, flinching at the pain in her stomach, the wound luckily wasn't too deep but there still was a hole in her stomach at the current moment so she really shouldn't be moving at all for another week. She didn't respond well when you pushed her to lay back down, she was going to be an extremely rough patient to deal with. The first week passed without incident.

♡ Despite her non stop flirting, living with her was good, on the second week when she had actually became capable of moving again though still had to refrain from straining herself she followed you to the lake when you collected water for your camp. She wanted to help carry the buckets back but you refused to let her, her recovery was the most important thing at the moment. She was rather easy to talk to as well much to your surprise, she seemed nonchalant at first but it seemed to just be a mask, she was in fact a rather sweet and loving person to talk to. ♡

♡ She also understood everything you said quite well, you didn't need to explain basic concepts to her about how the forest worked or the creatures that resided there, she grasped it all very well and even wrote small journal entries about every creature that lived there, except for the pixies, they freaked her out every time you pointed out one of them, she'd mumbled under her breath something about them being demonic little shits before catching herself and apologizing, you supposed everyone had things they weren't able to handle though. ♡

"Fucking fuck!" You darted over to where Elisha was only to see her freaking out because a pixie had landed on a tree branch next to her head and she really didn't like it, you almost thought it was cute for a second because you realized she was actually a bit freaked out and came over to help her.

"It's okay, let's just keep walking, I'll hold your hand as we go, okay?" She fumbled for a minute trying to decide what to say before sighing and just taking your hand.

"Thanks, I guess." It was charming when she tried to pretend she didn't appreciate the gesture.

♡ Elisha insisted on following you everywhere in your forest during the third week, no longer only following you if you went long distances like to the lake, now following you even if you were only going to pick berries on the other side of the clearing, you told her your forest was safe as long as you never stepped foot outside it but she still felt the need to watch over you just in case. Her wound was getting significantly better on the bright side however. ♡

♡ You'd discovered how easy it was to cool her flirting, with just a tiny bit of reciprocation she was turned into a complete fool often shutting her mouth for a while. It made sense, whenever you'd spent any time with humans in your forest in the past they'd been all talk but the moment you moved to do something they had lacked the follow through excluding a few of them who left the next morning feeling like you'd lost your mystique now that you weren't an 'untouched' maiden of the woods. You couldn't understand why humans held that assumption but you were just glad you got to fuck to begin with even if they left afterwards. ♡

"You should just marry me and leave your forest baby." You had to hold back a laugh, it was likely the fifth time this day she'd blurted it out, she wasn't serious though, the second you indulged her for even a second she got all flustered and backed away, mumbling something about needing an engagement ring first. Today you were not in a humoring mood however, she had been doing heavy lifting around camp which was only going to make her wounds worse, it was like she was trying to get hurt so she could stay here longer.

"Sit back down, you'll reopen that stupid scar on your stomach." She grinned stupidly as you pushed her to sit down on a wooden log, her hand catching your hand and kissing your wrist gently.

"See, you're caring for me just like a wifey, baby, it's mean to be." You pulled away from her, trying not to even look at her for the rest of the day or else you'd see that stupid grin on her face. It was dangerous for her to be so beautiful, you'd almost believe she actually means the things she's saying. "Mmm my pretty wifey, I can't wait."

♡ She got far weirder the fourth week, her wounds were close to healing, she decided this meant she was good to start training again and aggravated her wound so much you forced her back on bedrest which didn't work the best considering her need to follow you even to the other side of your little camping site. It was cute having her trail you around constantly asking for your hand in marriage until it wasn't. ♡

♡ It was around this time you also became cognizant of the fact you were nude around her constantly and asked her to give you a pair of her clothing leading you to wear an oversized shirt she'd apparently stolen from a man she was gambling with and refused to give back out of spite even though it wasn't in her size, she'd forgotten about it in her bag, it really came in handy when you could feel her eyes growing far bolder by the day. ♡

"Do you have to wear that? It's just us in the clearing, I wanna see my baby again!" You rolled your eyes scooting away from her, she seemed offended you'd finally put some damn clothing on which only increased your desire to remain clothed around the massive flirt. You were not going to be seduced by this second rate seductress, it wasn't happening, sure she was pretty but out of everyone who had flirted with you, she was by far the worst flirt but one look at her pretty face and you'd almost believe she meant what she said when she called you baby in that ever so slightly whiny tone that demanded reciprocation.

"The fact that you want me to take it off so bad is why I'm not going to take it off." You heard her scoff and roll over in her bedroll but you couldn't look at her, that stupid face of hers made you just want to give in, next you'd need to find a pair of pants that fit, there was probably a pair leftover from a previous human though you imagine Elisha would get grumpy if you left for even a second to go find a pair and reopen her wounds so you'd have to wait until she slept.

♡ In a shocking twist of events it wasn't you putting on pants that bothered her, it was that they belonged to someone else despite the shirt that she gave you also also belonging to someone else, she was still on bedrest though and she apparently liked when you were nursing her back to health so she couldn't get up and shred them like she'd threaten to do when you first told her how you obtained them. The unfortunate thing about cleaning her wound every day and redressing it because it wouldn't stop coming open whenever she got up to follow you was you actually had to look at her for a prolonged period of time. ♡

♡ Elisha was basking in it though, every time you had to remove the bandages she proposed to you, you clearly wanted to be her wife, only her wifey would take care of her while she's bedridden, it was during that conversation you told her the real reason you dragged her in to care for her, the nature of the world would be thrown out of balance if she took too long to heal, it had nothing to do with her in the slightest, she did not take well to this. ♡

"You don't mean that baby," She shook her head back and forth pushing you away from her as you were trying to dress her wounds again for the tenth time this week. It was like everytime you rejected her she ripped her wounds open again but it couldn't have been on purpose surely. She was a bad flirt so surely she'd also be a terrible manipulator and you'd be able to see what she was doing if that was what it was.

"Elisha, just let me bandage you please?" You tried to approach again so you could push her down, if she got up all angry then it could increase her recovery time by weeks again, perhaps you should have said it with a bit more tact but you didn't want to lead her on.

"Y-you didn't mean it baby." She allowed you to push her back down onto the bed smiling happily as she grabbed your hand and nuzzled it. "You don't mean it."

♡ Despite how she'd calmed down, Elisha hardly spoke to you during week six, your word had affected her much harder than she cared to admit. You'd been a bit harsh, while it was true you did it for more selfish reasons such as keeping a balance, that didn't mean you completely hated her, you'd be rather sad to see her go. The silence didn't last long though as a bandit wandered into the woods hellbent on ending you. ♡

♡ You couldn't die as long as you were within the forest, nor could your forest die, it could be burned down however it would grow back just as strong right where it had been as long as you remained, at the same time if you were stabbed your wound would heal in days so long as you stayed in the woods so you were unaffected by intruders and they couldn't even drag you out of the forest, you had to leave it of your own accord so you would have ignored them until you realized there was someone in the forest who could be killed and thus you rushed out in front of the bandit to lead them away from Elisha but they couldn't even chase because soon after they were speared down by her. ♡

"Baby! Why would you do that?!? I was so worried!" She collapsed in your arms, chest heaving wildly from exerting herself like that, you didn't even want to start thinking of how bad her wounds had gotten from running over to spear the intruder.

"It would have been okay, usually they stab me and run in terror when they discover that hardly effects me." It wasn't a good enough explanation for her, just because you wouldn't have died didn't mean you didn't feel the pain and she knew that quite well from her other experiences with immortals, you should have just called her to protect you, why didn't you just fucking ask her to protect you!

"Baby, I love you, I can't let you be in pain!" She heaved a bit as you lifted her arm around your shoulders to guide her back to camp, you were going to have to treat her yet again. "I'm gonna protect you from now on. I'll get better and protect you forever."

♡ The seventh week she stop moving and opening her wounds up again, you supposed so was determined to finally heal after that last attack though it did upset you it took an attack on you for her to start paying attention to her own wellbeing it was better than her continuing to rip her stomach open. Her progress was really good as soon as she actually started listening to you though she did request you not to go too far away from the clearing unless it was to go get water at the lake, you were more than happy to oblige that request. ♡

♡ She was much more charming when she wasn't clinging to you every second though you didn't dare say that, you really didn't want to lead the poor girl on. She talked a lot less too while she was healing too, though she still proposed every morning and every night before she passed out so you were glad she felt energetic enough for that. ♡

"Baby, I love you." You made the mistake of giggling and she mistook it for you being pleased with her affections, she reached out to clutch your hand, not sitting up though, and pressed it against her face again. She had a real fondness for nuzzling you, you'd noticed. It was a bit cute. "Go out with me if you won't marry me yet baby."

"Alright, I will." You weren't sure what made you say yes but the smile on her face was enough to erase your doubts, if things went wrong then she'd be healed up quickly anyways and you could send her on her way, despite how stupid she came off at times, she was a reasonable girl, she'd surely be fine even if you ended things abruptly.

♡ Her recovery had been slowed down from all those weeks of her fighting against it but after a full week of bedrest it had finally scabbed up properly, she could get up and walk around as long as she went slowly which came with her begging you to kiss her every five minutes and pouting when it wouldn't turn into a full blown make out session though she relented when you reminded her she wouldn't heal quickly if she exerted herself with things like making out. ♡

♡ You could tell she wanted to start following you everywhere again but she was holding back and mostly staying in her bedroll when you left the clearing, you were sad she was getting closer to recovering and thus closer to leaving you but at the end of the day she had to get back out there for the sake of the world again, you couldn't keep her in your forest forever as nice as it had been to have company. ♡

"My wounds are almost healed baby!" She was thrilled when she pulled up her shirt that morning and saw it was beginning to scar. You knew if she just relaxed it would be easy for her to heal up, things usually healed quicker in this forest though you were the only immortal thing here so they didn't have your extreme healing rates but it was still a drastically improved healing rate and as the chosen one you were sure the magic of the forest would work on her better anyways. You knew what she really wanted though.

"Just one kiss, you still can't put too much pressure on it." She rolled her eyes at your lecture but you could tell she wasn't all that bothered by it, taking your lecturing as a sign you loved her.

"I know baby, just come here now?" You tucked your hair behind your ear and leaned in for a brief kiss though she quickly pulled you closer for another one immediately afterwards.

♡ The ninth week of the summer was by far the hottest of the summer and so since Elisha was healed enough you invited her to come down to the lake with you again though you shooed the pixies away from it first so the both of you could skinny dip in piece, it was the first time you'd been naked in front of her for a good while though and since she was now your 'girlfriend' it felt just a bit weird. ♡

♡ She on the other hand was thrilled to finally be free from the heat, having to lay in bed and be wrapped in so many bandages couldn't have been comfortable in the summer heat so her focus on just being in the cool water did help you feel a bit less self conscious, she was your girlfriend though so you couldn't help but make just a bit of a move, still being careful around her stomach. ♡

"Lisha, please slow down, you'll hurt yourself." She pouted still trying to make out with you more aggressively meanwhile you tried to keep this session on the lighter side so the dumbass wouldn't undo all the hard work you'd put into her recovery.

"I want to kiss my wifey though baby, can't I please have that?" You closed your eyes so her pretty face wouldn't tempt you any further, this was for her own good as much as it pained you. You wouldn't do her any good to hurt herself and then possibly have to still be here in the fall rains, it didn't hurt you but she'd get even sicker, she had to get out of here before the end of summer.

"Not a chance, you fool." You smiled giving her a kiss on the nose and swimming away from her.

♡ Week ten she was fully ready to go but you couldn't bring yourself to clear her to leave, you'd send her away closer to when the summer was actually ending, you'd just barely became able to cuddle with her at night, you weren't ready to lose it so quickly. This was bad for the balance, you had a role to play and she had a role she had to play somewhere outside your forest, you couldn't keep her if things were to run smoothly but you wanted to bask in the fantasy for just a moment longer until she suggested you leave your forest with her when she healed up. ♡

♡ You could no longer pretend things would go on forever, you couldn't stay in the moment when this moment when it was a very brief flicker in your eternal lifespan, you couldn't leave your forest and she couldn't stay in your forest forever and so it had to end, she wasn't taking very well to you trying to end things however. ♡

"Baby you don't mean that! You're just scared of leaving this place but I already promised I'd protect you, it'll be okay!" She threw herself at your feet trying to get you to take back the break up, it wasn't true, you didn't mean it, you were just uhh scared for your futures together, you could make this work, please don't leave her!

"I think it's best you leave next week." You pulled your leg away from her deciding to go to the lake for awhile so you wouldn't have to see her crying face and feel you made a mistake. You loved her but there was an order to things, you had different places in that order, you were always doomed to fail.

"Baby, I love you!" She wailed watching you walk off, it's okay, she'd give you distance to get through your fears and you'd realize you were safer with her, there'd be no more bandits to attack you as long as she was around, it'd be okay.

♡ She thought you would apologize but the entire eleventh week she spent there you didn't even look at her, let alone talk to her and you brushed off all her attempts to converse and convince you leaving was the best thing for you to do, she had no choice but to begin to pack and hope something about her packing would inspire you to want to talk to her again. ♡

♡ You couldn't look at her, if you did you might give in to her charming face and that would throw everything out of wack, you were steadfast in your decision to stay here and if you wanted to remain steadfast, you couldn't look at your now ex-girlfriend, her being that pretty really was dangerous to the natural order of things, you were shocked she hadn't seduced more immortals away from their forests but maybe they just weren't as stupid as you and didn't drag a really pretty girl into their forest to treat their wounds. You'd be a lot less miserable right now if you'd left her be. ♡

"I'm leaving, baby, won't you please come with me?" She knew the answer was going to be no and it was all this stupid forests fault, if this forest didn't exist you would have came with her no question but it wasn't easy to get you to realize this forest wasn't worth your protection, she had to make you see just how fragile the forest was, why would you protect something that could be destroyed at a moments notice after, if your forest was destroyed you'd lose all your animal friends and then you'd really have to go with her, even if the forest would regrow in a year, you wouldn't be able to handle that much loneliness and she knew it so when you shook your head she turned and left prepared to get you to step foot outside this stupid place.

♡ It was the twelfth week of summer and you felt truly alone, not even your pixie friends could wake you from your stupor, you missed her so bad even though you'd burn that bridge awhile ago. It felt like week twelve and week thirteen just blended into themselves with how sad you were until you woke to the smell of fire one night on the last day of summer in your small forest. ♡

♡ Your home burned so fast you couldn't figure out what to do, rushing to the edge of your forest scared of the fire touching you, if seemed to be magical consider how fast your trees burned and while you would be fine if normal fire touched you, you were scared of the pain you would feel if it touched you, so scared you didn't question Elisha being camped just a bit outside of your forest who leaped up to get you when she saw the first spreading behind you in the distance, so scared you didn't even question how you'd willingly jumped from the forest boundary and into her arms. All that mattered was her promise to protect you. ♡

[tamiveldura]

WIP Title Tag Game

Thanks to @shukei-jiwa for the tag!

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Aaaahahaha, this is an amazing game because I have SO MUCH STUFF accumulated. Please ask me about any of it. (Fair warning, I might hold your ask for another week or two, my deadline crunch is Almost Done)

I think I'm going to limit this to a list of projects I have on the production schedule through the end of this year. That's a lot of things on its own.

📚 Active WIP: A series of short stories for submission that I can't go into detail about, will talk more in August about this. Check my Anthology Workshop tag for bits and pieces.

Production List

July:

☀️ Uncollected Summer Solstice - untitled UF short story in my Bone Witch series

💀 BSQ #28 - SF horror short in my HORNETS series

August:

🧚 A Procession Of Faeries - Fantasy short story

🌲 Holiday Hijinks - holiday possibly fantasy? I wonder if Lyn will take the first Mischief story for this ? Gotta check the call for subs. Short story.

🎃 A Gathering Of Stories - Halloween themed Antho. I'll probably do a Bone Witch short story for this

🩸 Vampire Submitted (Blood Wars Series #2) - novella, vampire M/M/M/M/M why choose

September:

🚀 BSQ #29 - first contact, probably a Maj and The Outlaws short story

🪄 Uncollected: Ethereal Entertainment - UF short in my Bone Witch world

October:

🩸 PNR Anthology (maybe, I haven't seen a call for subs yet) - romance short, might write a Blood Wars prequel for this, which I already have an inciting incident for

🔫 BSQ #30 - Fading Empires, short either HORNETS or Maj

🩸 Vampire Exposed (blood wars #3) - novella, vampire M/M/M/M/M why choose

***

And November/December are blocked off for craft study, reading, and Admin work. I'll restart in January with my first deadline not until April. Looking forward to making that difference stretch. No more close deadlines.

I have production planned out til the end of 2027, the list is BIG. And these are projects I've committed to. This doesn't even touch the floating soup of undefined ideas I keep off to the side.

Tagging: @amaiguri @abookishdreamer @willtheweaver @that-floating-ghost-key @anthrolindias @moondust-bard @juggling-plasticplates @thoushallwrite @insomniac-frog @leahnardo-da-veggie @wyked-ao3 @thatuselesshuman @a-mimsy-borogove @illarian-rambling @nonbinarynotetaker @lefferon

If you've already done this tag game I tag you to pick a new tag game from the open tag and do that one! Tag me back!

[mcytcares]

Helloo, just found your blog and the writing is really great, I love blogs that write platonic x readers :'D

Could I request maybe a Karlnapity x child reader (not modern AU or anything, just normal DSMP)?

Take care of yourself and take your time <3

so sorry for posting once in a blue moon </3 im starting to get back into writing so here you go anon!

KARLNAPITY AND CHILD READER

Type - Headcanon

Familial

Dream SMP

Note - This involves the DSMP characters only. Also this is written with a gender neutral reader in mind :]

Warnings - N/A

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Fun dads! Karl is definitely the softest for you while Sapnap is the most attentive.

Karl is very playful and gets you all sorts of toys. He encourages you to play outside and just enjoy your time, leading you on tame explorations around Kinoko. He forages with you and helps you identify different kinds of mushrooms and plants.

Karl occasionally tells stories of times long past with foggy eyes and an odd tone.

He makes soup with you and makes you breakfast. He's not the best cook in the house but he does make good mushroom soup.

Sapnap likes to play rough, encouraging games involving sports or physical activity of any kind. You wanna play knights? He makes you a cardboard sword to swing around (no matter if you're a knight or princess), and he's the big bad dragon you've gotta defeat! He enjoys picking you up and swinging you around– of course he's never too rough but he tends to throw you around a bit.

He also likes lots of sports– soccer, basketball, football, etc. If you're an active kid, he'll play whatever you want all day.

Sapnap also makes sure you can defend yourself, and teaches you how to fight against mobs. He always keeps a watchful eye on you whenever you're out and about, but he knows you can handle yourself when night falls.

Quackity can be distant and quiet at times, but when he's around he showers you with gifts and praise. He gives you toys, expensive clothing, trinkets– basically whatever you want, he'll get.

He also tells you stories and brings back souvenirs whenever he goes to Las Nevadas. He often reads from books but also talks of his colleagues and any humorous incidents that have happened to him.

His softer side comes out in these moments– he loves making you laugh, seeing your face light up makes his whole week.

Quackity is banned from the kitchen, thus your days with him are spent going out and shopping or meeting up with Quackity's friends. He spoils you with anything you have your eye on, even if you don't ask for anything.

If you're more creative than active, Quackity gets you lots of books for you to read, on whatever subject you like. Space? Dinosaurs? Nature? He can get those. Fiction books, fantasy, horror? Sure!

Karl will gladly color or draw with you, taking great delight when you show him your drawings and making a big show of it.

"Oh, what's this?? Oh, [Name], this is amazing! Literally, like, Mona Lisa quality, what the heck! I'm putting this up on the fridge!"

Every drawing is posted on the fridge with little magnets, proudly displaying your creativity. Sapnap and Quackity both compliment your skills, Sapnap ruffling your hair or giving you a noogie.

"Look at our little artist!"

"Woah, the world's gotta watch out. We've got a master in the works."

Days where the whole family is together can be chaotic. Dinners are lively and you get a lot of attention. Sapnap is the main cook of the household, and food cooked by him is full of love for his family. If you're a picky eater, he caters to your needs, but encourages you to branch out if you ever want to.

If you fall ill, they're all there to support you. Sapnap tends to you at every complaint (albeit telling you not to be so dramatic), Karl makes you some soup, and Quackity gets your medicine.

Nightmares are similar-- Sapnap and Quackity both advise you to fight back against whatever scary monster is in your dreams. Quackity tries to comfort you by telling you it's not real, or by reading you a story. Karl offers to sit and listen if you want to talk about it, and gives nice, warm hugs.

[taxlecrivain]

I don't forgive you. Get out

So I got this 3 weeks ago, and by default, I consider things like this a "hit and run":

Anon has an emotional reaction* to something (/neu), and they attempt to hurt me, Lord Torlure, with… whatever this is.

They're absolutely not planning to come back to be transparent and thoughtful about this. They just wanted to send this "fuck you" Ask and run. They'll never tell me about [what I did that must've pissed them off.] So I've normalized this reality, and definitely didn't want myself to mis-react to this either.

(Of course I've never received anything else after this Ask)

So,

I love you, Anon. I love "hate" Asks. Lord Torlure loves all mortals.

You outed yourself as, again, someone not interested in a transparent and thoughtful exchange. Which I didn't even ask you to, and is none of my business…

Unless you do want to do a 180°, and I'm happy to chat in DMs. We can be friends, and/or we can respectfully disagree on things. Like reasonable people who want to be good and improve themselves. I happily validate your existence! $0 only.

*Lord Torlure's understanding of/mentality over Internet emotional reactions!!! ➡️ Random people can randomly post hate comments, then completely forget about it.

To me, Internet emotional reactions™️ are just accidents [on the same level as a fly landing in your soup]. They are isolated incidents, like lonely rogue planets floating in the void of space.

It's shit that just happens, and it's no one's fault. Please get another bowl of soup and enjoy 💙

Emotional reactions are okay, just don't inflict them on others. They are short-term, instant gratification—as opposed to you putting effort into sustainable emotional/intellectual growth. I talk about this as a life principle here (i think… i forgot.)

[mydisenchantedeulogy]

Red Strings [Chapter Eight] To Kyoto [Satoru Gojo]

Tag list: @nevermoresworld @pumpkindudeishere @illyrian-moonswarrior

Warning(s): family drama, mention of death, teasing, Gojo being Gojo, soulmate au, female reader insert, training.

I'm sorry, Satoru. This is much harder than I thought it would be.

You ignore the comments the best you can, listening to Naoya mouth off about you to one of his younger brothers as you walk past them; an inconvenient nitwit whose name you can not remember. The former barely knows him either, but given the chance to mock you to someone, he will fake tolerance for anyone. It's the sort of brat he is.

With an uneasy breath, you round the corner of the main house and hurry down the engawa toward your father's workroom.

It just keeps getting better and better around here. 

Not only did the clan not show concern for your well-being, but some of them even chose to disregard the entire incident. Out of sight, out of mind. This is what the Arima Clan meant to them now that their leader had been locked up. One of them had escaped, Satoru had mentioned, but Naobito did not care to listen. 

That was yesterday, after you had returned, and today, your father wants something of you. 

At his door, you hesitantly knock. He invites you in moments later, and as you walk in, you notice two bowls of steamed rice, miso soup, and a plate of salt-grilled fish sitting on his desk.

"Sit," he orders, motioning to the area in front of him. "Have some breakfast." 

You consider turning him down, you have plans for the morning, but given the circumstances of your plans, you decide it would be best to eat something first.

"Were these extras?" You ask in curiosity, sitting down. 

Your father grunts in response. If not, he could have at least called for you a drink. You sigh and begin to eat. As nice as this is, it is a bit strange. You feel only resentment toward your father at the moment, but you are curious as to what is going through his mind at this moment. 

Years ago, you would have looked forward to this moment. 

With a confident air, you swallow the bit in your mouth, then smile.

"I can't stay too long, but I appreciate this."

Your father raises a curious brow but says nothing. He lifts a chunk of fish to his mouth and takes a bite, watching you. It's honestly unnerving and the longer you sit, the more awkward it feels. The silence is deafening.

Sitting down your chopsticks, you sigh. 

"I am meeting with Satoru soon. I know that you did not ask me to join you because you wanted the company, so I must insist that you tell me what it is you want." 

Your father narrows his eyes in irritation.

"Do not think, child, that because your soulmate is gifted with cursed energy you can disrespect me or the Zen'in. Satoru Gojo is a pest." 

"And unlike you or the Zen'in, he has not turned his back on me," you snap, opting not to remind him that he allowed you to be abducted. "But that is just how it is, isn't it? The Zen'in are incapable of morals or love. It's power and nothing more." 

Warm tears blur your eyes, but you blink them away. It hurts to admit this about your family, but it's true. Your father used to know love; he left the clan for your mother but upon the awakening of your Innate Technique, he had thrown her away for power. It scares you because you fear the hold it has on you too. Are you capable of turning so wicked?  

Ignoring the tightness in your throat and the jitteriness of your body, you stand from the table. 

"Please…do not waste your voice if you brought me here to talk about Satoru. I don't want to hear it."

You do not want to deal with him anymore, so you turn to leave, but his voice interrupts you. 

"Be grateful, brat, that Naobito-san is turning a blind eye to whatever it is that you are doing with that pest. His generosity will not last forever."

You tighten your jaw and toss him a heated look over your shoulder. Is he so cruel? You are not a puppet, you should be allowed to live your life as you want. 

"You can share my thanks when you grovel at his feet later," you remark sharply. 

Where did this come from? A weight feels like it's been lifted from your shoulders; you feel like a human again. A wide grin pulls at the corner of your lips and before your father can scold you further, you leave the room, hurrying to the front gate. 

The cool breeze pulls at your hair and clothes as you venture further away from the compound. It's like the air is cleaner and more breathable. At the closest bus stop, you sit on the bench, resting for a moment. The short bout of defiance you displayed had your heart pounding. 

I can't wait to tell Satoru. 

Closing your eyes for a brief moment, you do not notice someone walking up on you until they are behind you. The heat of their breath on your ear makes you shiver, and as your name leaves their mouth in a sing-song manner, you leap up in fright, turning to face Gojo. He laughs in response. 

"That wasn't funny," you argue. 

"You should see it from my side," he retorts with a grin. 

Tossing him a heated glare, you finally notice that he isn't dressed in his uniform. He's wearing torn jeans and a black t-shirt with the front tucked in. On his back, you notice a guitar case, but you opt not to ask why he has it. 

"I don't think I have ever seen you without your uniform on," you point out.

Gojo hums and slides his sunglasses down his nose. 

"I know, you like it."

Heat spreads across your face. You do like it, but damn. Does he have to call you out on it? 

"I mean…you do look handsome."

Gojo lifts his hands to his face. 

"You're gonna make me blush."

You snort in response. He's so full of himself. Remembering the morning you have had, you narrow your eyes. 

"Handsome or not, this whole play nice crap you want me to do is a lot harder than you might expect. The Zen'in Clan is so hard to tolerate. I don't know how much more I can take."

"But you are doing so well," Gojo argues. He walks around the bench and joins your side. "Look on the bright side…you get to spend the morning with me." 

He is right about that. You sigh and retake your seat on the bench. 

"Training right?" 

Gojo agrees with a hum. 

"We're going to Kyoto for that."

Kyoto? You don't understand. Why does it matter where you train? So long as non-sorcerers see then it should be fine to train in Tokyo. There is no reason to travel to another district. 

"Why are we going to Kyoto?"

Gojo grins and presses a finger to his lips.

 

"It's a secret. Wait and see." 

You have a bad feeling about this. 

For the next 2 hours, almost 3, you and Gojo ride from Tokyo to Kyoto via the metro. When you at last arrive, he takes you to a gorgeous park near the river with an open field to the right; nestled between them is a narrow walkway with a park bench sitting by its side. 

And on the bench rests a woman with blue-tinted silver hair pulled in a high ponytail. Her sharp dark brown eyes turn to you, glancing you over as you approach. Who is she?

"Mei-san! It's good to–"

Before Gojo can finish, the woman lifts a finger and opens her phone. A grin pulls at her painted lips and she closes the phone. 

"I was checking," she states. "It came through as you said." 

"I told you I was good for it," Gojo whines. 

You raise a brow, not sure what they are talking about. The woman stands and faces the two of you. 

"Are you not going to introduce us, Gojo?"

The said man grins. 

"Is that needed? You already know who she is Mei Mei." 

She does? You widen your eyes, glancing between them. 

Mei Mei laughs. 

"When you hired me to train her, I looked up her information. She is a Zen'in but has no combat training. I am going to have my work cut out for me with this one…but as long as you pay my fee, you have nothing to worry about."

This is just great. Your bad feeling doesn't seem so ridiculous now.

"I'll be over here if you need me," Mei Mei states, pointing a finger toward the open field. "Take your time." 

As she saunters away, you glance at Gojo in concern. 

"I thought you were going to train me."

"I can't help you much on this part," Gojo mentions. "I was given a mission by the school and I won't be around for a few days."

You hum, earning a laugh from Gojo. 

"Don't look so sad. I'll take you out for lunch when I get back if Mei-san doesn't drain my bank account before then."

"I'll hold you to that," you agree with a grin. 

Taking an uneasy breath, you glance toward Mei Mei, who is leaning down unlocking a large case. 

"What exactly am I doing in terms of training?" 

"There are two simple tasks that I want you to work on while I'm gone," Gojo explains as raises two fingers. "The first is to learn how to use that cursed tool that I gave to you. It's going to be your main source of offense and defense. Mei-san can help you there. The last has two conditions. I want you to work on creating more manifestations as well as reinforcing them."

You frown, not sure it's possible.

But that's not true, is it?

Your cousin Jinichi can conjure giant fists with cursed energy. Each construct of his is unbelievably strong as if they are a part of his body. 

You had learned recently that your Innate Technique was not as useless as you had thought. The dead are not the only ones it works on. 

"I think I can do it," you utter. "My 'Yokai' technique is a reinforced construct with the ability to share a person's final memories with me. It eats both the living and the dead, so long as there is cursed energy present. If I work on my output and imbue more into them I should be able to make them stronger."

"That's my girl," Gojo praises. 

Heat spreads across your face, but you avert your eyes to avoid looking directly at him. He certainly has a way of making you feel like a hot mess.

With a sigh, you nod.

"I'm ready to start."

Gojo motions toward Mei Mei and hesitantly you walk into the field, standing across from her. She grins and raises two fingers in front of her.

"Emerge from the darkness, blacker than darkness. Purify that which is impure."

Before your eyes, a gob of darkness appears in the sky and ebbs down around the three of you. Glancing over at Gojo, he grins and removes the guitar case from his back.

"It's just a curtain. No worries unless you are a cursed spirit."

He sits the case down on the grass and unzips it, removing the cursed tool he took from Yuudai. You assume he expects you to tote it around like this when you are in front of non-sorcerers. It is a clever ruse.

Taking 'Squall' from him, you extend the blade, holding the shaft tight in your hands. Gojo clears his throat and points to something over your shoulder. You turn and notice Mei Mei is holding a giant battle ax. A feeling of dread consumes you. 

"Do you expect me to be able to keep up?"

"I expect you to block," Mei Mei answers.

She spins the handle and then rushes at you, swinging the blade at your head. Is she out of her mind? You do the only thing you can and jump to the ground.

"Block or die," Mei Mei orders.

She raises the ax above her head and brings it down toward you, however, you roll to the side and dodge it. The aftershock tosses your hair and showers you in soil, but you manage to get back onto your feet before she strikes at you again. 

Gojo is no help. He stands to the side, cheering you on despite the fact Mei Mei is trying to kill you. Shooting him a glare, you turn your eyes to the woman to see her swing the blade at your side. Out of fear, you bring the scythe up vertically beside your body to block. It works, however, the strength she puts into her swing knocks you off your feet and onto the ground.

For a moment, the air leaves your body and once you can breathe again, you cough in protest. 

Mei Mei stands above you and grins. 

"That was a good reaction. Keep it up."

You groan. This woman is going to kill you. 

For an hour, you do your best to block Mei Mei's swings. A few you can, however, you always end up on your ass afterward. It's obvious she is strong; you can barely keep up with her.

When at last she calls for a break, you are happy to accept. You remain on your back, looking up at the masked sky since the curtain is still up. A shadow covers you and you turn your eyes to Gojo who is hovering over you with a smile. 

"Baby steps…but you're showing some progress," he states.

You glare at him.

"Why can't you train me?"

"If you think I'm bad, there is no way you would survive Limitless," Mei Mei mentions. 

You raise a curious brow.

"What is Limitless?"

"It's one of my inherited techniques," Gojo explains. "It brings the concept of infinity into reality." 

You have never heard of an ability like this before. It sounds godlike. 

"It's quite interesting," Mei Mei mentions. 

You watch in horror as she swings at Gojo with her ax, but before it hits, the blade stops inches from him. 

"There is no way that's possible," you utter in disbelief.

You have seen sorcerers who are fast enough to dodge strikes and those strong enough to block them, but never someone who could not be hit.

Gojo grins and raises his arms out. 

"Come on. I know you want to."

Heat spreads to your face, but you get up onto your feet, approaching him. Raising your hand hesitantly, you make contact with something in front of him. 

"That's an aspect of Limitless," Gojo declares. "The ability to bend space around a designated area at will. I'm not stopping your hand, just slowing it down." 

You hum. 

"Can you activate it or deactivate it whenever you want?"

The space around him gives and he walks forward, wrapping his arms around you. 

I guess this answers my question. He has been deactivating it when he touches me.

Heat spreads across your face. Why would he do this for you? Allow you to get close to him. He's untouchable, to a point. It makes sense to you now what he meant when he fought Yuudai Arima. His scythe, 'Squall' can disable the flow of cursed energy, but without his Innate Technique, he could not land a hit on Gojo. 

It's impressive. No wonder the Zen'in don't like him. 

"You are–"

Before you finish, a burning pain shoots up your arm, originating from your hand. You cry out and step away from Gojo, glancing at the soulmate mark. The pain quickly fades, however.

What? 

"That's never happened to me before," Gojo mentions. 

You widen your eyes, watching him shake his hand, the same one with the mark on it. Did he too feel the same burning sensation as you had?

"That's peculiar," Mei Mei utters with a hum. 

No kidding. You glance down at the mark on your hand to see that it doesn't look any different. Whatever caused the pain, is gone now.

"Can we call it a day?"

Gojo nods. For once, he doesn't remark, lost in his thoughts. 

[stabbyfoxandrew]

It's all good! I never expected to get a quick answer, as I sent so many questions and kind of knew you'd probably have to think about some of them. I was going to comment directly on the post, but character limit caught me, ugh.

I don't know why but I can imagine most angels kind of being a bit bitchy, so I totally understand Neil! I'd probably do the same lol I hope Andrew at some point just starts buying clothes for Neil, like Andrew one day just shows up with one bag in hand and just gives it to him, no justification whatsoever. But… if it's the clothes Neil died in, do they have blood? Or did they get magically cleaned? How physical is he when he's walking around invisible? Does he have to constantly dodge people when walking around? (That sounds so fucking annoying, I constantly have to do that myself) If somebody spilled sauce in whatever place he's supposed to be currently occupying, would he end up full of sauce? Do his clothes ever get dirty? I'm just envisioning him walking to a laundromat to put them to wash, and just hanging out invisible and shirtless while he's waiting for it to be done.

I'm dying to know what Incident you're talking about! I'm like "feeed me moreeee".

Aaahh, was the part "Unless there are any other semi-invisible people in it." in the last wip post a reference to Kevin's guardian angel?? Is it someone we know? Also also, is there somebody extra in the team (since they couldn't recruit Neil)?

I'm glad to help! I'm glad I can contribute a bit to the story, it makes me happy. I definitely get the blurry weeks too, even months tbh. I haven't been much better, but I'm alright. The best I can possibly be atm. Unfortunately I'm not familiar with Webkinz, I didn't play that many games as a child. I had a Nintendo DS, tho. I miss my Super Mario Bros :') Anyway, just try to take one day at a time, you know? <3

Aw. I hate character limits so much. D: Like, come on man. Let me yap! But anywho. I'll be yapping under the cut! :) <3

You’re absolutely right about the other angels. Like, “Uh… this kid looks insane and also he’s talking to his charge? That’s… not allowed. We are not messing with him. No thank you.” 

Also omg that would be really cute. Andrew just throwing a plastic bag in Neil's lap and sitting down beside him. Neil just: What’s this? | Andrew: I'm tired of looking at that hoodie so I got you one that's not ripped all to hell.

Neil’s clothes aren’t bloody, thankfully. (Oh my god. Can you imagine the night Andrew met Neil if he’d been covered with dried blood? That would’ve gone so differently. And badly. :’)) But no. His clothes had been miracled clean. Like, when he ‘woke up’ to the bright light, he was clean.

Neil doesn’t generally get out of the way. If a human walks through him, that’s their business. (They will experience a sudden chill, but Neil doesn’t know that he has that effect. And he doesn’t care. Lol.) 

Ooh. That’s interesting. So let’s see… If, for example, Neil were sitting in the dining hall with Andrew and the monsters— invisibly of course— and someone spilled something on him… I think I’ve gotta say it would just… get all over him.

And Neil would accidentally pop into Andrew-mode because the shock of suddenly being doused with soda or soup or whatever would have him ‘letting go of the button’. Andrew would likely get choked, Neil might have to do this invisible heimlich maneuver… It would be… Not good. Hilarious, but not good. 

So that’s why Neil typically chills on the roof whenever Andrew isn’t Traveling. Less of a chance to majorly fuck up if he’s not around all the humans. :)

Yes, Neil’s clothes sometimes feel dirty to him. He’s since learned to magic them clean. :) A lot of trial and error on his part. Luckily he doesn’t have to strip naked and wash his clothes in the dorm’s laundry room. Lmao. Naked angel vibing in the corner. Gkldjglk 

Ahhh, I can’t tell you yet. TWT I’m sorry…

Also! Not really. Andrew was mainly just being a smart ass! :) He likes to do that. (We do know Kevy's angel.)

As for the team. No. Janie is still there, but otherwise they haven’t got any other new players. See, Kevin had picked out this striker for them to go see. Out in some tiny town in Arizona. But before they could fly out to see him play, his coach called Wymack to say he’d up and transferred suddenly with only a month left before graduation. Didn’t say where he was moving to or why he was leaving. Kevin was devastated that they’d lost this kid because he could tell he had potential. :((

<33333 I hope things get better soon for all of us. Also, Webkinz is a virtual pet game and I love it dearly. :) I have a couple of pets named Andreil and Kandrew on it right now. Haha. 

Thanks for always being so lovely! <333 I love you dude!! <3