#BUT I had way more fun coloring the other one so win some lose some I guess

[motherstone]

Decided to get on this trend, bc Trellis so far is the only blorbo I'd ever treated this way aaaaand I may have ended up tricking some fans that yeah this is what he's always looked like I prommy 🥺 they look wildly different but somehow also the same (to me 😭✌️)

[f1byjessie]

IN FAIR VERONA ━━ CL16.

things are hard when you're the only female in a male-dominated space, and the newest driver for the newest team knows this best.

( charles leclerc x driver!schumacher!reader )

━━ part one.

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user i am gnawing at the bars of my enclosure right now 

user MOTHER IS MOTHERING SO HARD RN 😩

user y/n schumacher never misses

↳ user let’s be real here user the entire schumacher family never misses

↳ user y’all have seen mick’s most recent post too right??

user she is so gorgeous i am ILL

user god really does have his favorites huh 😭😭

↳ user this is undeniable proof

↳ user people this beautiful don’t actually exist i refuse to believe it

user every day i wake up and cry that i will never be as stunning and skilled as her

user formula 2 silly season has me losing my damn mind i swear 😫 i might as well be wearing a tin foil hat with the number of theories i’m following and the consistent blue themed posts y/n keeps dropping are NOT HELPING

↳ user not to add to your conspiracy madness, but it’s already confirmed that fred vesti is replacing jehan daruvala who’s moving to mp motorsport, and there are rumors that oliver bearman is also getting a prema seat which could mean that y/n schumacher is going to another team as well or leaving f2 entirely

↳ user a good chunk of the other teams have already revealed their driver lineup and none of them include schumacher, which doesn’t leave a lot of options IF the rumours are true

↳ user i can’t see her just leaving motorsports entirely considering she’s worked so hard to get where she is 🤔 which calls into question whether she’s moving to a different racing series

↳ user i really can’t see schumacher leaving tbh, especially since she’s been in f2 since 2017 and has established herself as a prema legend basically

↳ user the fact that she has been at prema for so long (and has gotten p2 in the f2 championship nearly every year since 2017) could also be proof that she’s moving on to bigger and better things

↳ user wait she’s been there HOW LONG??? since 2017??? as in she drove with charles leclerc, her brother mick, AND oscar piastri??? 🤯🤯🤯

↳ user she’s had a very long and successful career there, but it wouldn’t surprise me if she decided to retire from formula racing and move onto some other series that’s more woman-friendly, all things considered 🤷‍♀️. she has been runner-up every year that she’s competed, proven that she has what it takes to make it in a higher level of formula racing, and yet not a single f1 team has even offered her the opportunity to be even a test or reserve driver? 🤨 something isn’t adding up and i don’t want to say it’s because she’s a girl in motorsports but it’s kind of hard to ignore the proof when it’s put right in front of you.

↳ user guys the keyword is “if” here, of course, bc as fun as it is to speculate it is all still speculation and we won’t know for certain until it’s revealed by official sources. silly season is called that for a reason, and for all we known y/n is drawing out the announcement of her continued partnership with prema to stir up interest. she’s been in a very loyal and secure partnership with them for years now, a partnership that both she and prema seem very happy to keep considering just how long it’s lasted.

↳ user f2 is another series that once you win the championship you are no longer allowed to compete in, so prema may have kept her around to help carry her male teammates into first place until females are more accepted in formula racing so that she could eventually move up to f1

↳ user prema’s gonna announce her as their driver with vesti and you all are gonna look so fucking dumb for this 🙄🙄

user blue is HER color now 😍

maseratimsg 💙

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yourusername to the women of f1 that came before me, who paved the way, this is for you.

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maseratimsg When you race, they race with you 💙.

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user Y/N SCHUMACHER??? IN FORMULA ONE??? IN 2023???

user i’ve been following her career for years now and this makes me so excited omg

↳ user me too!! she’ll be the first female to drive in f1 in over 30 years 🤭

user HARD LAUNCH BUT FOR THE 2023 GRID I GUESS

user when maserati announced they’d be getting back into formula racing i had no idea that also meant formula one as well?? they’ve got drivers in the 22-23 formula e season right now but this is how i found out about y/n schumacher driving for the 23 formula 1 season? i think i am going into shock

user 2023 might actually be a good year if this is how we’re gonna be going into it

user WOMEN IN MOTORSPORTS

user milf = man i love females-in-fast-cars

user been watching f1 since i was a kid, always wondered why there were no girls out there driving. this year i’ll get to turn on that tv and finally see someone who looks like me

↳ user it’s so fitting that maserati’s original f1 team also had the first woman f1 driver, and now they’ll be breaking barriers again by having another woman f1 driver in their first season back

↳ user i’m hoping they’ve got a good car ready cuz i wanna see y/n schumacher up on that podium telling everyone who didn’t believe she could do it just cuz she was a girl to eat shit and die 😤😤😤

user there’s a reason there aren’t any female drivers in f1. she’s doomed to fail just like all the others smh 🙄

↳ user the biggest reason is sexism, and y/n has consistently proved throughout her career that she is just as skilled if not more than her male counterparts. she works harder to make up for the physical disadvantages she has as a woman, and she still wipes the floor with the other drivers. she’s not “doomed to fail” she’s practically destined to succeed.

↳ user y/n has trained her ass off to be the best, and she’ll prove it when she gets out on the tarmac in bahrain, just you wait 🥱

↳ user she’s literally a 6-time f2 runner up??? sure, she didn’t win, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t still incredibly fucking impressive that she’s managed to get p2 against her male counterparts 6 YEARS IN A ROW 👀👀 her brother got p12 his first season and you know what she got? p2. she’s already raced with the likes of charles leclerc, zhou guanyu, yuki tsunoda, alex albon, george russell, lando norris, and a number of other very prominent formula racing names, and she held her own against them all incredibly well. she gave her own brother a real run for his money when they were teammates in 2019 and 2020, and in 2021 she was only a 9 point difference away from oscar piastri, whereas the p3 finalist was nearly a full 60 points below both of them. get out of here with that “there’s a reason there aren’t any female drivers in f1” bullshit, because the reason is misogyny 😒🙄

user not to be that person but like??? who else is lowkey excited for potential driver x driver romance?? 🫣

↳ user nah cuz i didn’t wanna make this about that but i’m actually totally ready to see who she has the best chemistry with on the grid 🫢 first hope is charles leclerc cuz they’d be a power couple hands down but also mayhaps max verstappen?? maybe??

↳ user totally agree babes a ferrari and maserati romeo and juliet love story would destroy me 😩

↳ user the parallels are already paralleling

↳ user to add to the parallels, her and charles were teammates at prema in 2017

↳ user OMG RIVALS TO STAR CROSSED LOVERS??? 😭😭

↳ user schumacher and leclerc are about to live out THE fanfic dream i can see it now

user can’t wait to see her mop the floor with these boys next year

user 2023 IS GONNA BE CRAZY 💙💙

user if i see any of those lads talk down about her or dismiss her just because she’s a woman, it’s on fucking sight 💀

↳ user they did that campaign in 2021 about equality in racing and i am BEGGING that it wasn’t just a media ploy and that they actually believe what they said about men AND women being able to drive

user this is about to be the best f1 season in history folks

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user SCHUMACHER TWINS TEAMMATES AGAIN???

user someone pinch me i think i’m in a dream 😳

↳ user i pinched myself and this is in fact very real

user we knew y/n would be driving for maserati but to also have MICK? maserati picked not one but TWO legacy drivers they have an agenda to push and they are certainly pushing it

↳ user yeah, an agenda to win 😌

↳ user genuinely just imagine how much natural talent and skill will be in that garage come the start of the season with michael schumacher’s twins…

↳ user back in 2020 when they raced together at prema, i saw someone joke that they were made into twins because no singular human being would be able to handle having that much racing prowess, so they were split up. but idk how much of it was actually a joke because they were scarily good as teammates? y/n has always finished no more than 10 points behind p1, and mick is a very powerful driver in his own right. putting them together and letting them drive as allies again instead of rivals will be a sight that’s for sure.

↳ user imagine being nerfed at birth cuz fate knew you’d be too powerful otherwise 😂😂😂

user blue is THEIR color apparently

user it’s the schumachers’ world and we’re just living in it

↳ user schumachers vs the entire f1 grid sounds like an insane clickbait article but the fact that it’ll be real in a few months is crazy

user everyone’s talking about y/n and mick but i’m stuck on the fact that there will finally be 11 teams driving for f1 again

↳ user maserati really said fuck the expectations

↳ user maserati’s gonna get a 1-2 with the schumachers in their first year back i’m calling it now 🤪🤪

↳ user first female driver in f1 in 30 years and first 11th team to drive in f1 since 2016, and i’m betting it’ll be first ever female driver to podium in f1 and first ever female driver to win in f1 too because i’ve seen y/n schumacher’s skill and i guarantee that if she’s actually given the ability to go all out then she’s gonna be a force to be reckoned with

user hope they’ve got a good car planned cuz i wanna see these two put up a good fight

user verstappen better watch his back 👀

user Y/N SCHUMACHER WDC 2023

user at least mick got to drive with seb still on the grid, but i’m actually heartbroken that y/n won’t be able to 😔

↳ user and kimi too

↳ user i think the only drivers left are hamilton and alonso no? from before their dad retired i mean

↳ user perez, hulkenberg, and ricciardo too, but they only drove on the same grid as michael schumacher for a couple years

↳ user i imagine it would suck to lose but i personally would be very proud to see my old friend’s kids standing on a podium above me or beside me 🥹

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yourusername those are fighting words micky 🤨

↳ mickschumacher not sure what you mean 😊

↳ yourusername it’s on sight 👊

user GUYSSS JUST THINK ABOUT THE PADDOCK INTERACTIONS BETWEEN THESE TWO

↳ user the media days boutta be crazyyyy

↳ user i’m imagining the chaos of not just having siblings on the grid together, but twins specifically, and i’m already getting a migraine on behalf of whoever their pr officers are ���😭

↳ user 2023 is the year they make a geneva convention for the grid prank wars and it’s gonna be the because of the schumachers

user baby photos oh i am unwell 🙃

↳ user i’ve caught a nasty case of baby fever i fear

↳ user they’re both menaces as adults, i wonder how bad they were as little kids

↳ user baby fever cured methinks 😶

user 💙💙💙 MICK P1 2023 💙💙💙

user mick being proud to race with his sister but also making it well known that he isn’t gonna take it easy on her is the type of sibling rivalry content i’m looking forward to seeing this season

↳ user i need all the drivers to have this same mentality bc i know mick is gonna recognize her as the threat that she is, but if any of those lads underestimate her just bc she’s a girl, then their karma will come in the form of eating the dust of y/n schumacher’s car

↳ user PREACH 🙌🙏

charlesleclerc cannot wait to have you both on track this year

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━━ a/n: first and foremost, happy international women's day! i've had this sitting around for a little while now and decided that today would be the perfect day to finally share it, what with the themes of women empowerment and breaking the glass ceiling. my main priority will still be my lando series until i can get that finished, but updates for this might appear in between on occasion. i also wanna take a moment just to appreciate the sheer amount of research that went into this, finding a team that would reasonably work well as an 11th team for formula 1 was a bit difficult, but i'm not gonna look a gift horse in the mouth when maserati fits pretty perfectly. also, as a twin myself, i'm incapable of writing a sibling duo that aren't also twins, and i have zero shame about that. anyways, i'm very excited for this, and i hope everyone else is as well!

[absolutebl]

Best 24 of BL 2024 - Quirky Awards

ONLY shows that ENDED their runs in 2024 are up for awards.

SHOCK & AWE AWARDS

1. Biggest BL surprise of 2024:

Cherry Magic Thailand. TayNew's version was truly a lovely experience and very much its own take on the original, an adaptation rather than a remake. I'm so relieved and grateful that GMMTV managed to pull it off, and sad it wasn't more widely available.

2. The “that country did WHAT?” award:

Meet You At the Blossom from China. From start to finish it is exactly as it claimed to be, wuxia BL, including more than the expected amount of sexual claiming (dubious consent to the point of rape) and actual kisses, wife language, floaty sleeves, you name it. FROM CHINA!!!

3. Biggest casting whoa! where did you come from? award:

Up & Poom in My Stand-In. I mean, WHERE did you two come from and how did this happen? Holy smokes. My goodness are we grateful!

4. That studio did WHAT now? award:

Youku putting Unknown out wide and easily avaiable on YouTube (for most of us). It's just really rare for a Taiwanese BL to get any kind of distribution. And to do that with arguably the best TaBL of the year and not some sad little mew mew? Amazing.

5. I’m sad you were ignored award:

Sugar Dog Life - such a charming JBL, so hard to find. I'm so sad it didn't get distribution. It's charming, one of my favorites of the year, worth tracking down if you can.

6. 2024 BL That Actually Made Me Lose My Mind Award?

I gotta be honest, it was The Sign. I was such a chaotic mess of a show but never once was I bored. It was the only one that drove me into memes and captions and silliness.

I did go a bit feral for a while over Love for Loves Sake and Wandee Gooday not to mention The Only One (until it went tits-up).

NARRATIVE AWARDS

7. Best story 2024:

Cherry Magic (Thai remake). I know, but it worked just as well in another country, if not better. I always enjoy this kind of magical realism concept (after all Color Rush is one of my all time favorite BLs) and despite the increased length, the pacing was solid on this one... even from Thailand.

8. Best narrative structure 2024 award:

Love For Love's Sake. A KBL isekai about a man who must win a game by convincing a reserved teen outcast to fall in love with him. Of course, that teen represents himself and his own unhappiness. I drowned in this show and liked it that way.

9. Best 2024 dialogue (script) award:

We Are, it was just so much fun. And so FUNNY.

10. Favorite scene 2024:

Like anyone needed to ask. Unknown, of course.

11. The most rewatchable BL of 2024 award:

We Are

It's just all the couples are so cute and the core friendship group is so charming and endearing.

ACTORS & CHARACTERS AWARDS

12. Best performance of a queer actor in a leading role:

no award this year, yeah the whole damn industry should be thoroughly ashamed of itself

13. Best pining 2024:

The Time of Fever. That feeding him orange while lying on the floor scene ALONE.

14. Best wingman 2024 (The Namgoong Award)

Yai in The Sign.

15. Biggest OMG I LOVE you boys together, YAY!

SailubPon from Pit Babe & This Love Doesn't Have Longbeans, from the softness of one to the health code violations of the other. Sure their shows are bonkers, but man are these two good at bonkers (and bonking).

With a nod to BigPark from Monster Next Door.

16. Most unexpected return of a BL pair? award:

OffGun. There were rumors that Off was out at the beginning of 2023. And then they came back with 2 shows in 2024 (Cooking Crush and The Trainee)!

17. Well aren't you two just the prettiest? award:

I dithered a lot (Babe's damn waist and OMG The Sign's sex scenes hawt), but in the end it had to go to GreatInn. They were just so good at showing their characters having FUN together. There is a lot of beauty in enjoying sex and another person's company. It's so rare to see that portrayed in a BL (and it shouldn't be rare).

18. LIFETIME ACHIEVEMENT AWARD

I'm actually giving it to OffGun. Ya know, where others falter, these two just keep going. It's kinda amazing.

RANDOM PICKS

19. Favorite Linguistic Moment of 2024:

The general flirtatious banter from Last Twilight.

20. Biggest disappointment of 2024:

Addicted Heroin (Thai version). Some of the very best original material + one of my favorite Thai actors (who I've been waiting eons to see in a BL again) and THIS was the result? They could have fixed China's worst BL mistake, instead the made everything worse. I'm gonna be bitter for a really really long time.

I gotta sat The Only One comes a real close second tho. And I'm still mad about Last Twilight, too.

21. Best Wardrobe/Prop Use 2023

Meet You At The Blossom - I love a pretty boy pissing contest over who has the biggest sleeves. Twirl you beautiful bastards, TWIRL!

22. Best Queer Rep 2024

Again, not great this year. I loved the fun sex and play in Wandee, but there were precious few femme characters, and in general it felt like we took some steps back from queerness this year. So I'm gonna give it to Deep Night, because at least they gave us honest poly for the first time.

23. Best Meta Trope call out

Love for Love Sake - Korea taking to task the Dead Fish Kiss when they are often the worst offender was...... amusing.

But Deep Night having male sex workers having to act like they were in a BL for a couple chicks...... literally gay for pay depicting gay for pay and just, well, that's frankly a gut punch. There was some sarcastic clapping on my side of the screen.

24. Well aren't you getting all Live Action Yaoi retro with your bad self?

Dominant Yakuza and Wimpy Corporate Slave gets my vintage af award. I flipping LOVED it. Would I recommend it? Only if you, yourself, are a bit vintage.

Final question: which of the 24 was the hardest for me to pick?

20 Biggest disappointment of 2024. Look I had some pretty high expectations of some returning pairs, some great ideas, and some intriguing remakes. 2024 was full of disappointments.

2022's Version of the Quirkies

2023's Version of the Quirkies

Remember I only pull from shows that were completely finished by the end of 2024.

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[mattyriddlesbitch]

Ice Cream

Lorenzo Berkshire x Reader

Warnings: Kissing

Fourth week of Jinxed July that @thatdammchickennugget and @finalgirllx are doing.

Could be seen as an AU with no magic, but I didn't plan it that way.

You and Enzo spent the day at a little festival for the summer. It was hot, but you two had fun playing the little games, winning prizes, going on the rides, and eating food from the vendors. You and Enzo were leaving as the sun was starting to set, an arm full each of little stuffed animals you both won.

“Let’s get some ice cream before we go home.” Enzo suggested with a big smile that you just couldn’t turn down.

“Last one there owes the other a secret!” You said as you took off towards the ice cream vendor.

He called after you as he quickly followed you, reaching you as you started ordering your ice cream, catching his breath with a smile. “That wasn’t fair.”

“I’m sorry.” You fake pouted. “What do you want?” You asked, gesturing to the little menu they had.

“Vanilla.” He said to the lady preparing your ice cream.

“Boring.” You said with a sing-song tone.

“It’s a classic!” He said defensively.

“That’s just a nicer way of saying ‘boring’.” You teased with a smile, taking your ice cream from the lady.

“At least I don’t choose the little kid flavors.” He gestured to your cone with colorful cotton candy ice cream sitting atop it.

“I will not be shamed for having fun and enjoying life.” You huffed before beginning to lick at the ice cream.

He just rolled his eyes with a smile, taking his cone from the lady and paying. He started walking away and you followed behind him this time. He grabbed your hand, guiding you between the crowd to leave so you wouldn’t lose each other. He got you both onto the sidewalk to get home and brought you to his side to walk next to him instead of behind him. You both walked in silence, still holding hands, holding the stuffed animals to you with your other arm as you finished your ice creams, trying to hurry before they melted onto your hands. It was a tad awkward to maneuver, but neither of you wanted to let go of the other’s hand.

 “Let’s go this way. More scenic.” He suddenly said, pulling you to a little dirt trail on the side of the sidewalk.

“It’s getting late, Enzo.” You said, but still made no effort to resist him.

“Now who’s the one not enjoying life?” He smiled as he turned to look at you.

“Fine.” You smiled back, wiping the remnants of the cone from your hand and shirt as he guided you down the path.

It led you down to a small field of flowers and trees, a small untouched part of nature. It was beautiful. You both slowed down to look at it.

“You know something I’ve always wanted to do?” You said, stopping, making him stop.

“What?” He asked curiously.

“I’ve always wanted to run in a field like this, I don’t know why. It just looks fun.” You said, turning your head to look at him.

“Do you wanna?” He smiled back at you.

“What do you think?”

You both put the stuffed animals down by the path. You started running into the field, holding his hand as he ran with you. You both were laughing, feeling the flowers brush against your legs, the warm light from the sunset in the sky. You tripped on a rock, causing you to fall, bringing Enzo with you as you both fell into the flowers, still laughing as you rolled onto your back.

“You okay?” Enzo asked as he looked over to see you looking up at the sky.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Probably have little scraps, but it’s okay. You?” You asked, looking back at him.

He rolled onto his back as well, laying next to you. “I’m okay.”

“You still owe me a secret, you know.” You said, smiling at him.

“Do I?” He smiled back.

“Come on. You know you do. You were last. Tell me.”

He looked up at the sky as he thought for a moment.

“Just pick one.” You said, nudging his leg with your foot.

“You’re incredibly impatient.” He laughed, looking back at you. He stared at you for a moment. “Alright.” He sighed, turning on his side towards you, propped on his elbow. “Here’s one I never told you. I am…completely in love with you.”

You stared back for a moment. “For real? You’re not playing with me?”

“I’m 100% serious.” He said, brushing your hair out of your face, his eyes still locked with yours.

“What if I said that I feel the same?” You asked quietly.

His smile grew. “Then I’d kiss you.” His hand lingered on your cheek.

“Then I feel the same.” You said, smiling back.

“That’s perfect for me.” He said, leaning down and pressing his lips to yours.

You reached up to cup his cheeks, kissing him eagerly. It didn’t take long for his tongue to find its way into your mouth, feeling everywhere he could reach before pulling back.

“I can taste your overly sweet, kid’s ice cream.” He teased.

“It’s cotton candy and I, again, will not be shamed by you.” You scoffed, looking up at him.

He chuckled before kissing you again.

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I've been reading your posts for awhile now and I genuinely enjoy reading your takes especially with Harry's characterization. so I've been wondering what are your thoughts on the lupin family? especially with teddy? although I still kinda dislike his parents' relationship i still think he's an interesting character and i wished people talked about him more outside of shipping. What would his relationship with harry be growing up? Also Lyall's death was never really confirmed, only hope's was so do you think he and Andromeda raised teddy instead of harry? It still feels odd that remus chose a 17 year old to be his son's godfather surely there were other suitable candidates than a literal teenager.

Thank you so much 💕

So, this is like entirely in my headcanon space since I did not watch/read Cursed Child and I'm not planning to. I don't consider any of the post-book material canon at all except the Quidditch World Cup in 2014, which I accept since it's fun and doesn't go out of its way to ruin established characters. I enjoyed reading it more than the epilogue, so that's something.

That being said, I often prefer to ignore many aspects of the epilogue and the World Cup article when headcanoning post-books events. I also don't engage much with next-gen stuff since I'm more interested in Harry's generation, but I do have some thoughts about Teddy.

With all this out of the way, let's talk about the Lupins.

So, I like Remadora, I think they're alright for the little we see of them. Tonks just deserves so much better than Lupin in my mind. I mean, he wanted to leave her, after he got her pregnant, for his own sense of inadequacy, guilt, and allergy to taking responsibility. Harry was so justified in ripping Remus a new one.

Now, I mentioned here, how I think Remus didn't make Harry Teddy's godfather because he thought Harry was ready (though Harry is more mature and responsible at 17 than Remus is at 37, so...), but as a way to promise Harry that he isn't going to push him, or Tonks, or anyone who loves him away anymore. It was Remus trying to apologize in a weird way that didn't really land. Especially since he goes and dies right after. (can you tell Remus is my least favorite marauder?)

Now, I find it really hard to imagine Remus as a father for Teddy had he lived. Like, I can see Tonks being a cool mom and her and Teddy matching hair colors when walking together and messing with people (and I think she could become more responsible had she lived longer). Remus is a harder one for me to envision as a parent. I mean, I think he'd be relieved that Teddy wasn't born a werewolf, but whenever he'd look at Teddy and Nymphadora, I think Remus couldn't help but feel sorry for himself and like he doesn't deserve them. While making Harry Teddy's godfather was meant to be a sort of promise, I can't see Remus fixing his habits so quickly. I mean, he'd try. But I can also see him, trying to up and leave a few times only to be talked out of it by various characters.

I think his behavior is going to put a lot of stress on Tonks too. Like, While I think they do love each other, I don't know how well their relationship would work in the long run if Remus doesn't bother to work on himself and get his fucking act together.

But in the books they both died, so Teddy is spared the mess his parents' relationship likely would've been and is instead stuck with a different mess of being an orphan with a 17-year-old caretaker. (This kid cannot win. Maybe because both his parents were kinda irresponsible and didn't quite get a grasp on adulthood when he was born)

So, post-DH, Remus and Tonks are dead, Ted Tonks is dead and we are left with a grieving Andromeda who lost all her family (again), a grieving Harry who just keeps losing people, and a newly orphaned barely a-year-old Teddy Lupin.

I think Teddy is an interesting mirror to baby Harry and Neville in a way. His parents died/couldn't take care of him because of Voldemort/his followers and he was left with only a godfather/grandmother. Teddy got both and his godfather isn't in Azkaban, so he has it a little better.

I like to imagine Harry makes sure to be super involved with Teddy's childhood, but I can't imagine a 17-year-old (almost 18) Harry post-war and maybe going back to Hogwarts for 8th year (depends on headcanon) being in a state to take care of a baby full time. I like to think Andy helps out in that first year a lot. I think Andy needs someone, some family to get her through loss. And I think Harry could enjoy Andy's company too. I'm sure she has plenty of stories about a young Sirius, and maybe even a young James, and in my headcanon, Andy somewhat adopts Harry as an extra son too.

Which means she ends up seeing way more Weasleys than she ever expected to. I think the Weasleys, who just lost Fred would understand a lot. I mean, both Andy and Molly lost a child and other family. I want Andromeda be more involved with all of them post-canon. That's my wish.

So Harry is Teddy's official guardian, but he spends loads of time with his grandma and the Weasleys growing up probably. Like, I don't mind him and Victoire being together, though I wouldn't necessarily have been my preferred choice, but I don't really care. They're probably childhood besties because they grew up together.

As for Teddy's relationship with Harry, I think Harry would end up treating him more like a much younger brother than a son. I mean, when Teddy would be 10, Harry would just be 27. Don't get me wrong, Harry could, technically, be his dad, but I think their dynamic is going to be different than that of Harry with his own children. Just because of how young and traumatized Harry is when he gets Teddy.

So, I think their relationship would have its tense points, but they'd also love each other. Like, you know Harry would do his best. He'd be super protective over Teddy, Andy would be, too. Like, no one messes with this kid.

But I also kinda want Teddy making a: "you're not my dad" joke/comment when Harry tries to send him to his room or something and Harry doesn't know if he wants to laugh or cry the first time it happens. But I think it would become a recurring joke Harry laughs from.

I think the first years would be the roughest. Everyone's grieving and trying to settle back into a semblance of normal life. Harry never really had a "normal life" he's gonna have no idea what to do with himself and I think Teddy could be a purpose he dedicates himself to. I think these two and Andy could all help each other figure their lives out. But as Teddy grows older and things settle down, it becomes easier.

While I think Harry and Teddy would end up really close, it's not going to be exactly the same relationship Harry and Sirius had. Teddy is going to have a happy childhood, Harry and Andy wouldn't let it be any other way, so he won't have the same grief and trauma Harry did as a child. Like, their dynamic would be less desperate, I think. Like, Harry wouldn't need to stay in a cave and eat rats for Teddy, their situation would be way chiller. Like, I think Harry would be constantly confused about how Teddy ended up being such a cool kid/teen because he doesn't think he could've raised him like that and he would joke about it with Teddy who'd be all sarcastic like: "Obviously, I raised myself here,"

Like, I imagine Teddy with his mother's punk fashion sense and goofiness (the goofiness I believe was 100% shared by Ted Tonks), Remus' voice and constant self-doubt, Andromeda's posture (he sits with his back perfectly straight, okay, Andy didn't let him slouch by the table), and Harry's sarcasm. He's like this mix of them and still his own person.

I think Teddy is likely to go through quite a lot of personal phases to try and figure out his own identity and how he portrays himself. Becouse everyone treats him as the godson of the famed boy who lived, but his dead parents were the last Metamorphmagus and a Werewolf. And he is very close to his grandma, who is a disowned daughter of House Black. Like, this is a kid rip for angst about who he is and who people see him as and him being a Metamorphmagus really leans into it.

Like, a young Teddy making sure to look like Harry in public because he's proud of the connection. Or Teddy mimicking Remus or Tonks' appearance from photos when he thinks about them and misses them or wants to remind strangers who his parents actually are becouse they seem to forget. Like, that could be super fun.

I think Harry's kids would really like Teddy. He's like a cool older cousin/brother who lives with them. Like, I can see them really looking up to him and Teddy would complain to Harry about being followed around by a 3-year-old that won't leave him alone and Harry would just find the whole thing amusing.

(I can also see a post-war Andromeda getting back in touch with Narcissa, so you could involve the Malfoys too if you felt like it. Though I feel like Teddy would just, not like Lucius much)

(Also also, I think Lyall is dead. I feel like if he was alive we would know, yk?)

[r0tting-rat]

DCA PROMPTOBER 2024

Mmmh, Halloween! Wrote this very late pls dont mind the grammar (I wanna go to sleep pls)

Day 15 - Hide

Pairing: Yandere!Sun x GN reader Warning: Blood and gore Words: 2000+ Summary: Who would have thought that playing hide and seek after hours with Sun would have been so fun!

Body pressed and coiled around itself, uncomfortable and tense, you sat on the floor of one of the party rooms outside the Superstar Daycare. You were hiding under one of the tables, your body concealed by the colorful tablecloth and a few boxes full of party hats and rainbow banners. With your foot, you nudged one of those closer so no part of you could be seen from outside, but you immediately stilled when you heard a loud noise coming from outside the room. Something heavy had dropped on the floor, something metallic, and judging by the slow steps that followed you understood that Sun had probably crawled over the railing that opened over the daycare area and jumped down, looking for you. If he was already there it only meant that he must have already checked the entire play area and ball pit, all in just a few minutes, but you shouldn’t have been too surprised, considering Sun was still the unbeaten king of hide & seek at the daycare. 

-Ohh, Sunshine!- he called out loud, starting to slowly walk back and forth in front of the different doors of the party rooms, ever so bright and happy, -Where are you hiding, my dear?-

You had chosen a pretty good hiding spot in your opinion, for a second you even thought you had a chance to win the game this time, but you quickly realized how slow Sun was going from room to room. He was making a lot of noise, slamming doors open, moving boxes around and mumbling loudly to himself, like he wanted you to hear him as he searched every room for you. If you stayed where you were he was going to find you, and that was exactly what you wanted to avoid since the start of the game. 

When he had asked you, at the start of the night, if you wanted to play hide & seek with him you had smiled and agreed, like many other nights before, unaware of the thoughts lurking under Sun’s chassis. How could you know? You had just clocked in after all, no one had told you about the daycare attendant’s malfunction during the day, no one had told you about the weird way the two were acting—punishing children for the smallest things, losing their patience, screaming at them, making the kids cry. You hadn’t been notified, after all you were just a random nighttime security guard, management wasn’t aware how close you had gotten with Sun and Moon, they didn’t know you and they played hide & seek almost every night. 

So, when Sun had asked you to play, you didn’t give it too much thought. You barely noticed the robot’s unusual stillness, his strained smile, his blown wide pupils, his twitching fingers. 

-Sure,- you had smiled at him, putting your flashlight away.

-But, but, but! The rules have changed!- he had giggled, sticking a finger in front of your face, -The area has been expanded to include the entire plex!-

 -What?- you had wheezed, surprised, -Are you serious? The entire plex?- 

You had thought he was just exaggerating, being dramatic, but Sun had looked at you deadly seriously. He was convinced he had a chance to find you in such a big area, so of course you had laughed in his face. Taunting him, you had told him that he was overestimating himself, but the jester had only smiled at you. 

-There’s also another new rule, Sunshine,- he had added while you nodded along to his antics with amusement, -Every staff member in the plex will be playing with us! The more, the merrier, am I right?-

That sentence had left you confused. Had he asked the other guards to play with you? That was weird, but considering the area covered the entire plex it only made sense to have more than one seeker. Would all of them be searching for you, or were some of the guards going to hide as well? You were full of questions, and considering some of your colleagues, Sun had left you quite surprised for having convinced them to play along, but you also knew that the animatronic had a certain charm to him. You had been crushing after him for quite some time, so you knew well what you were talking about. 

When Sun had decided to start counting, you had first decided to hide either in Monty Golf or the Raceway, considering one was pretty dark while the other was the biggest attraction in the plex. Fazerblast and Mazercise were out of the picture; you had no intention to hide in a maze where you couldn’t see your opponent incoming. You had played enough with Sun to learn how to hide well, so you had settled for a little spot in the raceway, hidden behind a stack of wheels and a broken kart. Giggling to yourself, you had paid close attention to your surroundings, until a flashlight had been shoved in your face, almost blinding you. 

-What the fuck are you doing here?- had asked one of your coworkers, looking at your crouched form like you had just told him you were doing meth behind some wheels at 1:55 am, and you had rolled your eyes at him.

-Are you a seeker?- you had asked, still refusing to get up from behind your spot. You didn’t want to risk Sun coming in and seeing you.

-What do you mean?- had asked the man, looking more concerned than before, -Are you doing alright?-

-Oh, come on!- you had sighed, -In Sun’s game. Are you a seeker or are you hiding as well? Shit, will you get this shit off my face?-

Apologizing, the guard had dropped his flashlight, putting it back on his belt. 

-Listen, I’m not playing any game here, I’m doing my job, and if you want to avoid your duties then feel free to…- Before the guard could have stopped talking, something heavy from the ceiling had fallen down on him. There was a loud metallic sound when the thing impacted with the floor, accompanied by the wet squelching of soft human meat tearing apart and the crushing of bones, followed by nothing. At loss of breath, still hiding behind a kart, you had stared in bafflement as a tall figure re-emerged from the bloody mess your coworker had become—a mangled and unrecognizable mass of bloodied limbs and guts, completely crushed by the heavy weight of an animatronic who was looking around the area in complete silence. Moon had stood there, uncaring of the pool of warm liquid slowly expanding at his feet, probably even unaware of the blood dripping down his clawed fingers. 

A chill had run up your spine, your body was locked in place, and you couldn’t do anything but stare at the sight, scared, confused, and horrified, without a clue on what to do. Your brain couldn’t make sense of what had just happened. A second before you had been chatting with the other guard, and suddenly Moon had fallen on him and killed him on the spot. 

-Staaaarbeam?- had giggled the robot, walking away from the body of your colleague, -Where areee youuu?-

You weren’t sure of what happened after that; you just remembered running away, but you didn’t remember the road you took to get back to the daycare. Going back to that place had been an unconscious decision as well, considering it was the last area you wanted to see.

Moon had just killed someone in front of you, and… 

But he… his security protocols…? He couldn’t hurt humans, it didn’t make sense, he had no reason to kill an innocent man! But there was no other possibility, he couldn’t not have noticed! That had been a deliberate act on his part, he had chosen to kill a random person just to…?

You were his target, weren’t you? You were the one he was looking for. 

Without thinking, you had hidden under one of the tables in the party rooms, using your fazwatch to contact any other guard, but you didn’t receive any feedback. No one else answered, so, crying, you had dialed the police. 

You waited for Sun to be a little more far before pressing the call button, hoping he couldn’t hear your whispers, and after a few seconds of waiting someone picked up. 

-9-1-1, what’s your emergency?- asked a female voice on the opposite side of the line and you almost started screaming with joy right there and then. 

-O-Oh, please, thank god!- your voice was barely over a whisper, shaky and almost incomprehensible, but you were still sweating and trembling inside your uniform, -I work at the Freddy Fazbear Mega Pizzaplex, t-there’s… one of the animatronic has killed one of my colleagues, and… I’m pretty sure he killed the other two, as well, I’m completely alone! I’m… I’m stuck inside, p-please! I’m hiding right now but he’s near, a-and…- 

-I’m sorry, could you repeat that? You said an animatronic, right?-

-Y-Yes! Fuck, yes, he malfunctioned o-or… or something, I d-don’t know, I don’t…- A loud thump interrupted you and you had to stop yourself from screaming. Sun had thrown something heavy at one of the walls, in a fit of rage. 

-Where are you, dearest?!- he yelled, furious, and you closed your eyes as you rested your head against the wall behind you.

-I don’t want to stay here, p-please, he’ll kill me!- you begged, -He’s looking for me!-

-Okay, a patrol is on its way, where are you hiding, Mx?-

-The party rooms in the daycare, the second one from the right, he’s…- The steps were getting closer, heading towards you. -He’s right outside, o-oh god… oh, please! He’s here!-

You interrupted the call the moment the door to the room you were hiding in cracked open, letting in a ray of light along with the cheerful music of the daycare. 

-Sunshine,- sang the animatronic standing in the doorway, still, -Are you here?- 

Sun sounded happy, amused, like he was playing a completely normal game of hide & seek, like the tips of his fingers weren’t dipped in red. You held your breath and stared at the jester shoes peeking from under the tablecloth, dirtied with blood as well. 

-Are you having fun yet?- giggled Sun, taking a few steps further in the room, -Oh, we certainly are, dear! We like this version of the game much more than the classic one, it’s just so… thrilling.-

The jester jumped on top of the table you were hiding under, making the plastic creak under his weight and forcing you to bite your knuckles to not let out a scream of pure terror. Your heart was beating so loud you were afraid Sun could probably hear it as well. 

-Oh, sweetie, me and Moonie don’t want to kill you,- cooed Sun, precariously shifting on top of the table, -No, no, no, we just want to learn more about you! Humans are simply so cute, don’t you think? So small and squishy, so… easy to tear! We want to learn how you work, in this way, we’ll never actually hurt you.-

You swallowed the lump in your throat and tried to fight back the tears, but they were already rolling down your cheeks and wetting the collar of your shirt. You closed your eyes, trembling, and prayed to every deity you knew. 

-Will you show us your pretty insides, Sunshine? I swear that we will fix you up immediately after! We can play doctor and have so, so, so much fun!-

Silent hiccups were violently shaking your body, trying to escape the confinements of your body, fighting against your will and making your every muscle twitch. You had to calm down, the police were going to be there at any minute, you could survive if…

-Sunshine?- Sun’s voice came from much closer this time, from your right, exactly next to your shoulder. Your eyes widened and you turned around, finding yourself face to face with a red-covered jester with dilated black pupils and a wide grin spitting his face open. Sun’s teeth were sharp now, gleaming in the darkness under the table, and his hands were pulling the tablecloth up to reveal your trembling form to him.

-Oh, there you are, my love!-

[bettsfic]

Venting-

When I hear people give the advice that writing is never a waste of time if you’re having fun or you should never feel like a story was a waste of time, you should enjoy the process. This advice I believe is real and true and works for some writers. But at the same time, there are writers who are very stressed when writing and feel better about their work when it’s finished. Not the “I enjoy having written.” But the “I have crippling anxiety and can only tell if my time, effort, and semi-breakdowns were worth something if I complete what I set out to do.”

Not to diminish anyone who agrees or resonates with the first statement, I admire those people a lot and wish I was calm enough to feel the same.

in my years of teaching and coaching, i've noticed there are two kinds of writers: "process" writers and "product" writers. rather, there exists a spectrum from one to the other.

on the process side, you have writers who reach a flow state fairly easily, who can become immersed in a world or idea of their own invention, and they write in large part to seek that immersive state. the end of a project seems more like a tragedy than an achievement because it marks the loss of the immersive state, and it will take energy and discipline and happenstance to find the next. i've also noticed that it becomes harder rather than easier to find that state over time; the more projects you finish, the fewer ideas appeal to you in the same way.

conversely, product writers get to feel that sense of achievement upon completing a project that process writers may lack, and that pleasure is worth the pain and turmoil of the act of creating something. product writing takes a lot of strength, patience, and discipline i think, to do something hard for the reward of having done it. it's the difference between an athlete and a surgeon. a person becomes an athlete for love of the sport, the act of playing. winning is important, but they wouldn't be able to win without first finding joy in the game. a surgeon, on the other hand, probably doesn't get into the job for the fun of operating. the fulfillment is in the operation's success; it's hard work with high risk. but the reward of saving or improving lives is worth it.

admittedly as a process writer it's always been hard for me to wrap my head around product writers. not only do i not have the patience to seek a sense of achievement, i think i'm mostly incapable of relishing any reward at all unless the reward is in the pursuit itself. looking back, i can't think of any single moment i've ever felt a sense of success. but also i've always struggled with concepts like ambition and competition. i've never had any drive to win anything, but also i've never felt much when i lose or fail. sometimes i wish those things mattered more to me, because then i would be a more driven and decisive person, and i'd be more successful in my career.

i know i'm on the extreme end of the process-product divide, and that colors a lot of my perspective of teaching and mentoring. but i think writers can shift on the spectrum depending on where they're at in their writing life or even with whatever project they're working on. i've been trying to have a more product-based mentality recently to at least develop the skill of shifting to the other side when i need to, so that i can get the patience and focus to write a novel that is not just me plopping my heart onto the page and hoping somebody out there cares. product writers have an easier time convincing other people of the value of their story, because the value of the story is a big reason why they write it. a purely product writer, like the surgeon, writes something because they feel that thing needs to exist in the world. meanwhile the only way for a purely process writer to be professionally successful is to happen by sheer coincidence to find an immersive state that also crosses with the interests of the current market. like the athlete, success involves training, hard work, and being at the right place at the right time. sure, churning out 100k words in a couple months and having a blast while doing it is great, but it comes from this wild inner place that can't really be controlled; meanwhile product writers can take that wildness and intentionally shape it into something. when you're feeling jealous of the other side, though, it's important to remember that both the meadow and the garden are equally beautiful.

[6feathered6siren6]

Again & Again(Time loop reader part 5)

Authors note: So my friend say I have to warn you about the angst at the end, this is mostly fluff as I promised but here it is! Anyway, the next part, this is the longest one so far! Enjoy!

P1, P2, P3, P4, P5(here)

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『01:13』

Japan was on your bucket list of places to go, especially for when you were with Misaki. In the first loop, sure, it became blurry, but the fun moments you had with them(Even if you were with Ronin), were a pin point for you. So visiting them was a thing for you to do, you also owed them something, so seeing her would be good. 

It was February, another month of love, but it felt normal to you after so many times experiencing it. You felt Misaki to pick a place to meet up and allow them to set up what you guys would do. Looking at the time at your watch, you saw it was reaching closer to noon. You have a feeling that she might be running late. Sighing with a smile on your face. You looked up at the tall buildings around, it’s vastly different from what you are used to. 

“I’m here! I’m here!” You know that voice, looking to see Misaki running towards you. Immediately embracing you into a hug. “You’re here! Like actually real! OH MY GOD! I’m really glad that you are here!” They let you go, staring at you with a wide smile. They grab your hand, “I got so many things planned for us. BUT!... Are you hungry? Because I am!” 

Allowing them to lead the way, you felt that sweet, loving feeling again. Sickly sweet. Take a breath, and just enjoy the moment. 

–

Misaki took you to a good cafe, the food was cute and decorated, and the desserts were delicious as well. Misaki took photos of you and the meal you guys had, sharing it with others on the server. And after leaving the cafe, she led you to an arcade. Immediately inside, they challenged you to get the most tickets. And being unfamiliar in an arcade, you felt the excitement fill you. 

Shooting basketballs and hoops, racing Misaki(which 3 wins, 5 loses), shooting digital guns(Misaki having experience shooting guns is cheating), air hockey, and some random games you find. But reaching a claw machine, seeing a black cat with a goofy face. It reminded you of a certain someone. 

Playing the game, and losing a couple times, you finally got it. It now holds into your hands. Hearing the goofball, you hid your new-found gift for them, and found them cheering as tickets poured out of a machine. Misaki won, but you didn’t mind. Just feeling so soft as the first time you fell in love with them, it was a moment that you would want to remember for a long time. 

Pooling the tickets, you guys got a few gifts, and Misaki got you a massive bear that was near black with red accents. Holding it in your arms, it was soft. You wished you could keep this through the loops, but knew you couldn’t, so you want to keep how it feels and everything to memory. Misaki got a matching bear with your favorite colors, naming it ‘Love bug’. 

Going to one more place, holding the bear in one arm and holding Misaki’s hand to the other. Misaki wanted photos with you, so heading to a photo booth, you guys took a few photos. Some that are cute, very couple poses, holding hearts between each other, and then some that were funny or goofy. Getting one each so both of you can remember this moment. 

It was time to head to Misaki’s place, it was getting closer to the sun setting as you both adventure to their place, holding their hand. It was a moment you were going to burn into your memory for a long time. She filled the silence with ramble about how the date was going, and even how they loved seeing you here with her.

Reaching to their place, placing the bears inside their place and heading onto the roof. Ending it off with stargazing. Your other gift lies right next to your bear and you would give it to them after you guys get in from the stars.  

A blanket and a few pillows around the both of you, them leaning against you as you look up to the stars with your arm around them. They giggled and talked about the stars, and you also did, naming them with them. 

Grabbing your attention when talking about a job, when she accidentally shook you when there was a shooting star. 

“Shooting star!” Pointing at it before looking at you. “Make a wish, hot stuff!” You felt like there were stars in their eyes but you did make a wish. 

To not be alone in these loops. And to stay with everyone. 

“Sooooo…” Misaki’s smile is almost like a chester grin. “What did you wish for?” 

“Can’t tell, or it won’t come true, Love.” Immediately, they groan. 

“Fun killer.” Moving their head away from you, looking back at the stars. Laughter escapes your lips as you saw her head turn away from you. 

-

Getting inside from the cold air, grabbing the blankets and pillows. Before cuddling up together again, you gave them the cat plushie, encasing you into another hug. The red and black cat was now in Misaki’s hands.

“It’s so cute! Daw~, I love it so much! A mini me as a cat!” Their smile was worth the failures you had to endure to get it. “Misaki Junior shall be your name!” 

–

The date was nice, a different change in pace from dealing with the loops. Their head was on your chest, silently snoring away. You brushed a bit of their hair away. It was nice, not having to worry about Victim nor Creator. Maybe… you should take a few loops as a break.

『01:14』

It was finally time that Angel got a break, she was pretty stressed for the past week, and now she invited you to her apartment. The agreement was to go to her house, you had a gift in mind. Luckily, if you didn’t know something about her, Ronin can help.. Ish. But it was still useful, you know she would like it. 

You were holding the at home spa supplies and the gift. You were in front of her door, knocking it. It was a few moments before the life-like angel opened the door for you. 

“Come in! I got chocolate cooling on strawberries and hot chocolate warming up.” She leaves the door open as she walks away from it, leaving you to close it. Putting the spa supplies onto the counter, she softly hums as she also puts the freshly cooled chocolate covered strawberries. They looked amazing, not just the usual chocolate with dark chocolate sprinkled on, but like art, the white, milk, and dark was designed on each one. You could see the hard work she put in. About to grab one to try it, to just get your hand slapped. 

“Later.” She lightly glared as she pointed at you. Before giving her soft smile, grabbing the bags you brought and placing it onto the couch. Then seeing the gift bag. “Is this?” 

“I had Ronin help me with the fabric.” 

She laughed as she pulled it out. It was a blanket with two fabrics tied together, like those couples who made them on the short video app. Her side was a fluffy pink with white clouds on them tied with your fabric that complement it. She rubbed her hand over the fabric that Ronin helped you pick. She had an entirely soft smile that said it was a good gift to give. Something she could wrap around herself and remind her to take a moment to rest. “Thank you.” 

“Come on, we have a million step face cleaning process to do, Sweetheart.” You leaned your head on her shoulder with a grin, and she glared at you for saying her many step spa treating is long. But she’ll show you. 

–

Watching a movie with your head on her shoulder, munching on the strawberries with hot drinks nearby. Both face masks cover both of your faces, being careful not to mess it up as you eat. She hums to the musical notes to the movie as she paints your nails to her eye color, showing a way that you’re hers. A moment of sweetness. 

“What time is it, dear?” She softly asked as she didn't bother looking up from her painting your nails. You hummed in affirmation for her to continue. 

Looking over to your phone, “11:10… wait no, 11:11. Why?”

She smiled, looking up from your nails. “One, it’s getting late, so please stay here, I'd rather make sure you are safe. And make a wish! 11:11 is known for people to make a wish on.” 

You paused, before smiling. “Alright, done. And are you sure, I can go home.” 

“Stay, plus it allows me to make sure the face mask is on until a point.” She looked back down, finishing up the last nail.

‘I want someone to stay with me.’

『01:15』

Seeing the tall man looking at his phone, you rush towards him. “Sorry, I’m late, V.” Panting as you finally caught up to him. 

He smiled as he saw you, putting his phone into his pocket. “What caused the late arrival?”

“A kid got lost, so I helped them get to their mom.” You brushed off your clothing. 

He gave a small breathless snort, grabbing something out of your hair, a few pieces of dandelion fluff. “Were you wishing for something as well?” Let the dandelion fluff blow into the wind. 

You shook your head. “I wasn’t, but what’s on the agenda?” 

He started walking off, with you beside him, “An animal shelter, I hope you don’t mind also volunteering with me.”

You shook your head, “Nope. I don’t.” 

“That’s good, I’ve done my research with this shelter, this one is great, treating the animals correctly. And, I was able to volunteer for a day.” He walked beside you, glancing your way a few times. But V was good at looking into things, well, except for finding if you were a killer in a past loop, which luckily, no blood was split in this loop. 

–

At the animal shelter, they housed not just the normal cat and dogs, but other animals, you see ducks, birds, and hamsters. There is probably more there. You were holding a cat, covered in white fur with bright blue eyes. Petting the cat that rests in your lap, as you look up, you see V talking to the owner of the shelter, he sent you to pet the cats. 

From the way he was gesturing and sent you away, it might be business. Distracting yourself with the cat in your lap, maybe… maybe getting an animal when all these loops seem like a good idea. 

–

Moving on to the bird room, after he finished whatever it was, you had a couple around you, a few white doves, and other birds with species you can’t remember. You have two on your arms as another on your head, while there were several on V, he was loved by the birds here. 

The doves in your hands hopped off back on to their branches as well as a few others as other volunteers started to pour bird seeds. V, with a few feathers on them, started to walk over to you. 

“If there was an animal you would take care of, what would it be, Love?” He said as he placed his hand on your back, gently pushing you to another room. 

“An animal?” You softly hummed to yourself as you pondered. In a past loop, when you were with V, he brought a cat service animal to his place. So maybe that. “A cat?” 

He gave a soft smile, “A cat? They are quite entertaining and do offer good companionship when you get through their tough shells.”

“Like Ronin?” His smile dropped as he rolled his eyes. Making you laugh, “Sorry, sorry. Too good to pass up.”

Shaking his head, he opens the door for you and leads you out of the bird room. “Well, let’s not mention that cretin name during our date. On another note, let’s go to one more animal room then head to my dwelling.” 

Keeping the smile, you nod. 

–

He adopted a stray from the shelter, from what the paper you read. The pup was kept in a fighting ring before he was saved. And now’s V’s dog. V has challenged you to name the pup, you have a bird named after you by V. What would you name the pup… The fur on the pup was near white, a near snow color. Snow… Lumi? Looking into the light blue eyes that belong to the dog. Lumi. 

“Lumi,” You said as you pet the dog’s head, smiling. V smiled as he continued to carry the dog to his place.

『01:16』

Ronin has picked out a date for the both of you, an adventuring one. Exploring abandoned buildings. He gave you no notice, just to go to a place and wait for him there. Of course, he made sure you didn’t know what place he picked except for a location to be picked up. A car honks at you and you see Ronin in the driver seat. He just kept pushing at it, it was near midnight. 

Running over and opening the passenger door, “SHUSH! People are sleeping nearby!” He took his hand off as you sat down. 

“Had to make you run faster, time wasting, Darlin’.” As you put your seatbelt on he started driving. “I got a place we can look into. A grant adventure. And it’s haunted.” 

You took a breath in, great, this should be fun. 

“And surely, some gruesome inspiration for you as well.” He had one hand on the wheel the other on his door rest, keeping his eyes on the road, it was a cloudy night as well. 

The car ride was quiet, leaving you to stare at the scenery passing by, finally reaching your designation. He opens his door, after parking the car, you get out a moment after. Looking around, the building around looks run down, and oldish. The windows were broken and graffiti was covering the walls. 

Wrapping his arm around your shoulders, “Well, come on, we got places to see, and ghost stories to find.” Pulling you with him, walking in the ruined build was interesting. 

The building looks run down, wallpaper was ripping, ceiling looks like it’s falling down, and… was that a rat? Ew. You heard laughter for your disgusted face. He continued to pull you further into the building, the male grinned as he looked around. 

The building was just a run down warehouse. So boxes were everywhere, same as what they seem to sell… You crouched down and picked up what seems to be… a pop-can, dusting what you can, it used to be some canned meat. Feeling grossed out a bit, you let it drop, and walked next to Ronin as he stared at the metal that seemed like it dropped a while ago. 

“Do you think someone died there?” He pointed at the metal. 

“Really, Ronin?” You raised your eyebrow at him. 

“What? Just think about, Darlin’, a perfect murder that anyone can get away from.” He messed up your hair as he started walking away from the crashed metal. 

Again, following him to what seemed to be a basement, the both of you pulled out your phones, flashing light against the stairs. Ronin made you go first, so feeling the adrenaline dread fill your veins. Finally, reaching the basement, the lightbulbs were smashed, so glass was in certain areas that you could avoid. 

Cardboard was everywhere, ripped and dirty boxes were making walking hard. Ronin was nearby, when you heard something rumble. You pause, flashing your light at the direction of the noise. Taking a step forward, it was a bit louder, catching Ronin's attention now. Itching closer, something jumped out, freaking you out. Making you unbalanced, luckily, Ronin made sure you didn’t fall. Catching you with that smirk, one that screams he was enjoying this. 

Looking at what jumped it was a cat. Leaving Ronin laughing, “Aw, got scared by a kitty cat.” 

Getting off of his arms, and brushing yourself off, “You’re a cat!” Picking up your fallen phone, no cracks luckily, and glared at the wine red haired male. Leaving him to laugh again. 

After walking around the warehouse, there was no ghost, just destroyed rumble and stray animals. Ronin got bored and wanted to head to his place, after all he did promise to play on his gameboy with you. 

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Something was off, even after joining the server, something was off. Something makes your hair stand up. Something drastic, right? 

Ronin was looking at you differently, like he was thinking deeply. 

He invited you into a call while you were preparing your dinner. Talking about murder, well, until you said something that happened a bit into the future, without realizing it. 

His end was silent. 

“Ronin?” You asked, you stared at your phone. “Are you good?” 

“Darlin’, what do you think about abandoned buildings?” He said, like he was thinking. But that was the last loop date with him… 

“It’s something, why?”

“Afraid of cats? Jumping out?” You paused. Did… is he… 

“Ronin…” 

“You know my last name, don’t you?” His voice was a bit deeper. 

“I do.” 

It was silent before laughter. “This has to be fucking magic. Damn, fucking deja vu.” 

“That I… still don’t know about.” You placed your cooking instrument down.

Ronin has joined the party. The fucked up cycle of Time loops. And it’s the first reset he’s enduring. You know there is going to be so much more for him.

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Author's note: So about that poll, how we feeling? :)

[romana-after-dark]

Rooms on Fire: Sundown

Dark!Santiago Garcia x Fem!Reader

Dark!Francisco Morales x Fem!Reader

Dark!William Miller x Fem!Reader

Dark!Benjamin Miller x Fem!Reader

Also: FishBen, and an assortment of other M/M relationships (no Millercest). Everyone is Bisexual

Series Masterlist: Main Masterlist

Spotify playlist

Summery: Ben shows his true colors

Warnings and Content:

DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT

DUB CON MOSTLY but there WILL BE NON CON. Major character deaths, forced breeding, physical abuse, brainwashing, manipulation, violence, gore, alcoholism/addiction, BIG OLE BLASPHEMY WARNING like this cult appropriates a lot of religious themes and they call reader their Madonna, Santi is called the Pope, like all that stuff. However, this is a cult so I mean. It happens. None of it are my thoughts on religion or meant to make fun of religion or demonize religious people. Disgusting views on virginity. Attempted rape outside the boys. T*m warning. Age gap. Creepy terrible men. Non-reader rape, dub con, violence. Covert incest, massive mommy issues, sexual abuse all around, past grooming by parental figure. no CSA but the victim isn't much older. some Bates Motel type shit. I cannot properly warn you for everything, without just telling the story but consider this a major warning that there are dark dark themes. No one involved here is morally clean, and who you perceive as the good guy cannot be relied on. Don't come to my story and say im romanticizing these things until at least the story ends.

Extra warnings for chapter: Oh my god the violence. Violent is here. Im so sorry.

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"I can picture every move that a man could make Getting lost in her loving is your first mistake Sundown, you better take care If I find you been creeping 'round my back stairs Sometimes I think it's a sin When I feel like I'm winning, when I'm losing again" ~Sundown, Gordon Lightfoot

Rey always had a way of making things better.

You were sat on the kitchen counter in a loose tank top and baggy shorts that may or may not be Will’s boxers, watching Ray cook for you an Iris. She’d been feeling unwell this morning, no doubt the stress of everything that happened the last few weeks getting to her normally impenetrable facade. You found out she caught the tail end of what Will did to Jonah. Now both of you had watched your fathers die.

But Rey had been emotional support to both of you. You leaned more on your husbands, but Rey gave a sense of normalcy. He was a lot like Ben, making it so you could let go of the guilt that plagued you constantly, clearing your mind of the swirling thoughts of Beatriz and Santiago’s true natures.

Will was safe. Protective and gentle and strong, he continued to dot on you, massaging vitamin c oil into your scars to reduce them now that they could take a little bit of pressure. Your healer, your guardian. You thanked him profusely for protecting you against Jonah’s attempt to rape you, even if parts of you still wished he wasn’t dead.

Francisco was who you were the most honest with. You could tell him how you felt about Santiago and Beatriz, work out your confusing thoughts in soft whispers when you were with only him. Santiago never let Francisco sleep with you anymore at night.  

Walking past you to open the oven, he gave your hand a squeeze, lingering a bit. There was nothing romantic or sexual about it; he just wanted you to feel better. To know he was there. He was better than this place, you knew now. Better than this world.

“Madonna! There you are!” Ben rushes in with Will behind him, reaching for you. “Christ! I was worried!”

You’re a bit shocked, but can’t help sliding into his arms. “What do you mean? I’m right here…”

Ben holds you close, your body pressed against his, skin to skin making you cringe. It wasn’t him, it was the idea of touch lately at all. 

Will clarified. “You said you were going to be in the garden, we were worried when we didn’t see you.”

You try to squirm out of Ben’s arms. His grip is hard and uncomfortable… he’s too close. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, just- ow, Ben- I didn’t think I needed to let you know? I never did before… Ben, please-” He’s kissing you now, your cheek, your neck, your lips… you don’t want Rey and Iris to see you like this… You hear Iris say something, but can’t quite make it out.

“That was before. With everything that’s happened, Jonah, the assasination attempt, we need to know where you are, always.” You didn’t like him talking about Jonah in front of Iris. You didn’t like him talking about Jonah in general. You squirm and try to dodge his kisses.

He rubs against the deepest burn on your belly, making you whimper, trying to push him away. Memories of Jonah’s attack flash in your hands, and suddenly he’s pulled off you. You think for a moment it’s Will, but you see Ben’s blonde hair fisted in Iris’s hand.

“She said stop!” Iris yanks him away and horror drops in your stomach. Ben wouldn’t hurt her, no, you didn’t need to worry, Ben was loving, fun, sunshine- He swung, clocking Iris on the jaw.

What happened next was a blur. Reyansh was on Ben is a second, a rage you’d never seen from your sweet guard before, and the two rays of sunshine throwing hands. Reyansh is slammed against the wall and you shout, wanting to run to him but before you even move Will’s hand is on your wrist. You watch two men you love beating on each other, Rey kneeing Ben in the balls and throwing him to the ground where he momentarily had the advantage. Ben, however, gripped Rey’s hair and used the momentum to roll their bodies over so Ben was on top. You’d seen Ben use the same move during sex. 

“WILL! DO SOMETHING!” You scream, watching them hurt each other but Ben with the clear advantage. Still, all he does is hold you back, fingers stroking your hair in an attempt to placate you, but you can’t stand by… still, you can’t get in the middle of a bloody fist fight, especially after watching Jonah die… why couldn’t Will step in when he clearly had the strength to? Ben has the upper hand, and looks like he’s close to killing rey the way Jonah died.

You see Iris make a move to get Ben off him, and Francisco who was previously frozen in shock runs to her. She tried to get out of his grasp, but he simply pushes her away and tackles Ben down. Francisco uses his weight to pin him, using a soothing voice to try and calm the fit. You yank your hand, hand, releasing it from Will’s grasp and painfully pulling on the burnt skin but you needed to get to Rey. Iris pulls his head on her lap, and he spits out some blood onto her dress but gives his girl a weak smile.

“You alright, my love?” He asks her, despite you cleaning blood off his face and her seeming unharmed.

She chuckles, crying but gives him a smile as well. “I’m alright, baby. I’m alright.”

Will is standing above you. You see Ben and Francisco are rising now, Frankie still holding Ben.

“What the hell was that, Saha!”

Rey doesn’t dignify Will with an answer, but you turn to him, giving a little bite to your tone. 

“He was defending his girl, Will. You’d done the same for me.”

“Madonna…” He warning in a stern voice, one that made you feel like a child being admonished by a house mother again. “He is a guardsmen, sworn to protect us, not throw punch-”

You looked up at him again, snapping. “He hit Iris!”

Ben chimed in with a ‘She hurt me first!’ but Will ignored him. “She involved herself in something she had no business to.”

“But Ben!-” You were cut off my Iris whispering your name. Her eyes were fearful… and you realize they held the same glint as when you caught her and Ben together… She mouthed, ‘don’t.’

Your eyes never leave hers. “Well, she’s my friend and he’s my personal guard so she’s under my protection.”

Fracicsco’s arms pull you, careful not to touch your sensitive parts. He’s telling you to go, but you worry for Rey and Iris.

“Will, you can’t hurt them, please?”

“I’m not-”

“But you are!” You pull at Francisco’s hand. “You are, because they hurt Ben but please! Don’t!”

Will sighs, shoulders relaxing down as he decides not to lie. “Madonna, they have to be punished. I promise it won’t be harsh.” His blue eyes look remorseful and honest, like he’s resigned to his duties. You trust he wouldn’t be unnecessarily cruel and you knew punishment was important in corrections… but this was Rey and Iris, your friends… Rey, who had only ever loved and protected you. Iris, despite everything, she took care of you. 

This time when you pull your arm Francisco lets go, and you rush to Will. You reach for his face, cupping it as you stare into his eyes. Will’s expression was soft, indulgent. He was listening. “Look at him, Will.” You gesture to where Reyansh still bloodied Iris’s skirts. “They both got hit, and Rey took enough for both, don’t you think?”

He seemed sympathetic to the pain Rey was in. “That’s the natural consequence of a fight, Madonna. I need to punish them properly, according to our rules.”

Tears fill your eyes and you hear Ben grumble, Francisco shushing him. “My husband, my love…” You beg him in choked words. You try to appeal to his sense of ownership over Rey and the guards. “He’s your guard, and someone hurt him… can’t we just call it even? Please?”

“No, Madonna.”

Rey coughs from the ground below you, trying to sit up. “I can take it, Will. Just don’t hurt Iris.”

With that, Will’s face shifts. This pulls at something and you take it. “He was just trying to protect her! You’d do the same if anyone hit me, Will, please you killed a man for me, you killed Melanie for me, I know you understand…” You take his hand in yours, kissing his knuckles that were still healing for beating Jonah to death. “Please… there's been so much pain here this week… I promise, I promise they learned.”

Ben must've seen Will considering, because he spoke. “Don’t let them get away with it, that bitch put her hands on me!”

His language shocked you, never hearing him talk like that, and Francisco saw the look in your eyes. “Will, c’mon… I think his nose is broken… and Iris just lost her dad… Madonna is under a lot of stress, don’t give her more.”

Finally, Will sighs despite Ben’s protests. He walks over to where Iris and Rey sit and helps them both up. “Go.” He says to Iris. “You can use my medicine closet. Patch him up. I expect him back on duty tonight.”

“Will! What the hell!” Ben shouts but you run up to Will, giving him a short peck on the cheek and whispering thank you.

Will tells Ben to fuck off, and goes to unlock his medicine for Reyansh. Iris turns and gives you a smile. 

“You just like to touch everyone but me, don’t you?” Ben’s words shock you back to reality.

“What? Ben… it’s not…” You reach for Francisco’s hand for security as he admonishes Ben, but he continues.

“You kiss Will, and I see you holding Saha’s hand, and now Frankie? But don’t think I’ve noticed you havn’t fucked me!”

“Benjamin!” Francisco shouts as you shrink at Ben’s words. He’s never spoken to you like this, and you don’t think you’ve ever even seen him angry, certainly not at you. “She’s had a traumatic months for fucks sake! Between Santi and Jonah can you go without pussy for a few fucking days?”

“I don’t know Frank, can you go without Santi’s dick in your ass for more than a few days?”

For the next several minutes, the two argued, exchanging heated words and painful secrets. You’d learned Francisco fucks Santiago every night, and the dark spots on his neck were from the husband who’d burned you alive. You learned Ben was sleeping with half of delta still. You learned there was a whole word that existed between the four of them that not only happened before you, but existed outside of you. You thought you were the nucleus holding them together. Instead, you were just the meal they feasted on.

*

You were finally well enough for him to take you on the horse, a careful walk, out to your meadows again. By now, you were too big to straddle him with his cock inside you and your skin and belly couldn’t bear his body against you. So, as you watched him set up the blanket, you knew you’d miss the feeling of napping in the warm sun with his cock stretching you.

“C’mere, baby.” Francisco helps you sit and then lay down, pulling you close with you using his meaty arm as a pillow.

“I miss you.” You mutter, and he kisses your neck.

His hand holds your stomach, feeling your baby kick. “I’m right here”

“That’s not what I mean.”

“I know.”

There was silence for a moment, letting the birds sing and breeze below through the rustling grass. It was so nice out, and you were thankful for your skimpy dress. You are reminded of all the times you laid here, endless hours making him flower crowns, braiding the little ones into his hair, kissing him, napping… all while he’s stuffed inside you, your skirt spread around your thighs. How many times has Jonah seen you like this? Had he watched from the trees as you fucked in languid strokes, not even trying to cum but just to feel him bucking into you? 

Or when Santiago had tripped you, burning your cothes off, fucking you by the fire… had Jonah stood and watched? Had he taken in the view, his own pornography, before helping you? Or when Francisco finger fucked you on the horse, had he savored your sweet sounds and memorized them for nights alone with his fist? How long had he wanted you? How long had he taken even innocent moments and turned them into something vile? 

You felt Francisco’s hard cock nestled between your ass cheeks, and by instinct you scoot away just a tiny bit.

“Shit, I’m sorry, I’m so fucking sorry Madonna I’m not trying too- I don’t know why-”

“It’s okay.” No one had been inside you since Jonah’s attempt, you barely let them touch you… but you had to trust Francisco, right? He was good. He was so, so good. “It’s… it’s okay…”

The feeling of him shaking his head russells your hair. “No, no love, it’s not…” He’s pulling back from you and you miss the warmth of his body so you reach back and grab him. 

“I miss you…” You choke out. “I miss feeling you inside me… I miss you… please? I want you so bad, Francisco.”

“Baby…” He caresses you cheek with the back of his hand. “You’ve been through a lot…”

“And I don’t want it to change us. Santiago, Jonah… I won’t let them tear us apart…”

He kisses the back of your head. “They won’t. I won’t ever let that happen. You are more important than them.”

It slips out before you can stop. “Am I more important than Ben?”

“I love you.”

You don’t have it in you to press further, instead you arch your back so that your ass brushes against his cock in his pants. “So much has happened… I need this… I need to know you still love me.”

He sighs, stating firmly. “I do love you…” but he moved to unbuckle his pants. You wished you could see him, you wished you could see the way his belly folded over his jeans. You wished you could run your hands over the skin and feel the hair on his chest. But you weren’t ready for that. Instead you just relaxed into his arms, relaxed into him, his safety, his protection. When he pushes your skirt up, his hands are large over your asscheeks and you enjoy feeling covered by him. When he slides in, your body makes room for the familiar feeling.

“Do you want me to make love to you? Or do you just want me inside?”

“Make love, please…”

A gentle kiss on the cheek. “Anything for you.”

*

Sliding inside you once again, Frankie felt a homecoming. He loved the long hours you and him would spend here, cumming inside you multiple times but keeping you plugged up with his cum. He wished he hadn’t wasted so much time getting inside you properly, loving you the way you wanted to… he would have knocked you up first if he’d been going at this rate… but now, the odds weren’t in his favor.

Frankie revelled in the sound of your mewling, soft and tender like a little kitten… his to protect. As he slowly thrust into you, he vowed he wouldn’t let anyon hurt you again. He needed to talk to Ben, to Will… he needed them to get on board. You clearly cared for Iris and Rey and they cared for you, so he needed to make sure they were protected. Ben had been sneaking out more, going into the community to presumably fuck some other young niave thing… but a rule had been laid about Iris. The fact she was fucking him had been out of her character anyway, but it was over now.

Ben needed to stop sleeping with everyone he could get his hands on, and he needed to respect Madonna’s personal space and boundaries. He was not entitled to her body, especially after all this happened.

Looking up the hill and into the trees, Francisco saw Ben. He stood tall, a scowl on his face; he didn’t like that he got to be inside you.

Francisco sped up his movements, fucking up into you and making you cry out in pleasure. You were unaware of your audience. He never let up eye contact as he rammed his cock into your core and pressed you close to him. His hands felt you up, showing Ben what he was missing. Sitting atop his horse, Francisco watched as Benjamin pulled out his dick and began stroking himself furiously. It was a scramble after that, Frankie wanting you to cum before Ben did, to ruin his little show but still show off what Frankie could do, the sounds you could make. 

“Francisco…” You whine, and he buries his face in your neck after checking your eyes were still closed, lost in pleasure.

“I’m right here, Madonna. Always right here…” His longer fingers swirled your clit, and he knew you were close by the way you were clenching down hard. Perfect, you were perfect. Your body shook in his arms as he filled you, the sweet sounds of your orgasm echoing through the meadow valleys and hills and up to Ben’s ears. Francisco didn’t see if he came; he didn’t care anymore. He needed to take care of his Madonna, for suddenly you were crying.

“I wish it was you.” You sob into his sleeved up arm. He was thankful today didn’t require undressing. He didn’t want to have to explain the cuts. 

“What do you-”

“The baby! I wish it was yours!”

He brushes a stray lock out of your face as he attempts to sooth you. “May it is… we don’t know…”

“It’s not.” You shake your head. “It’s Will or Bens. I just know it. Those first months, you barely touched me, and after I fail the first time Santiago only touched me once a night!” The way you had switched from Pope to Santiago was not lost on him. “It’s one of them!”

“Is that a bad thing? They’ll love that baby too, just like I will.”

“SANTIAGO WILL KILL ME!”

You explained yourself then, what Santi said. How he threatened you. You had one job, according to him, and that was to get pregnant. It wasn’t suppossed to matter if it was by the Millers, by Santi or himself… but of course, of course Santi had to fuck with you more, because it isn’t really about the savior for Santi.

It’s about Frankie.

*

It had been a few days and Rey’s face looked awful. He had definitely broken his nose, bruising showing deeply despite his brown skin. 

“I’m fine, swear to the gods.” He promises after catching you staring at his face. 

“Your eye is almost swollen shut.”

“Like I said, totally fine.” he jokes and you give him a little kick from where you sat on the counter. Iris was feeling sick so Rey and you were taking over cooking dinner. The pineapple upside down cake was in the oven, and Rey was working on the main dish right now. 

He watched you watching him, hesitating before he spoke, his tone more sololm than you were used to. “If you could leave… would you?” He watches your eyes go wide, so he rushed to explain more. “You’re pregnant with the savior, there's nothing that says he needs to be raised here! You told me yourself, Beatriz was evil, Santi… sweetie c’mon he threatened you if the baby is blonde! What if he kills the savior when they are born?”

“Rey!” You whisper harshly. “You’re talking heresy!” Your eyes are wide.

He chuckles tiredly. “We crossed that line a while ago… Listen… I know you love that baby, I know you want them to grow up safe and happy but that can’t be here. You’re husbands, they are batship insane and you know it.”

“No.” You shake your head, refusing to accept it. “No, it’s just… Santi, I think he needs help… I can help him, I can make him a better-”

Reyansh grips your shoulders now, an intensity you weren’t expecting. “No! You can’t! It's not just you, you have to realize that. He didn’t hurt you because you did anything wrong. You take off Frankie’s shirt right now and you’ll see a fucking masscure because he’s fucking losing it! He’s dangerous! And Ben, he-”

 Reyansh stops, voice cracking and you notice the wetness of his eyes. The pain is etched into every line on his young face. “He rapes my wife. My beautiful, precious wife- he… and I didn’t know, this whole time I had no idea what he’s been doing to her…” You can see he’s crying now, and you’re frozen in fear, reaching for his wet face. “I just let it happen this whole time but now I know the truth, and it’s not happening again and I can’t bear to see you get hurt again. I’m gonna get her out, and I want you to come. I don’t want to leave you here but… I have to protect my family. I want that family to mean you too, anuja.”

There was so much to process here, your mind was whirling from everything you were told, but the idea of Iris and Ben… Did you walk in on her being raped by your husband? Had Ben truly tried to get you in on it, to kiss and touch her while she was raped? To make you an accomplice in his crimes? You think of how she looked at you… fuck, how could you not see it? How did you think she was willingly a part of it when it was clear she loved Reyansh? And you treated her so horrible after…

“I’m gonna be sick.” 

Your head spins, and Rey wraps his arms around to set your feet on the floor again. The hand that gently touched his wet, bearded cheek now was on his shoulder to steady yourself as he slid you down from the counter. His arms firm but chaste around you as he pressed against the marble.

“Hey take a deep breath-” His face was ripped away from you, eyes wide as Rey was pulled back by his hair. Then, before you can react, his already bruised head is slammed into the corner of the countertop.

He begins screaming and you do too. 

You can see Santiago in the doorway, but he makes no attempt to stop the events unfolding in front of you, does nothing as Ben grabs the kitchen knife and throws it directly into Reyansh’s chest where he lay in agony. The scene has begun to garner a crowd, Frankie running in at the sounds of your screams but freezes in shock as blood files the kitchen once again.

“BEN! STOP!!!” You scream, but Ben’s eyes are crazed and he’s screaming at Rey not to touch you.

You aren’t sure the exact moment his eyes go dead and body falls limp, no longer reacting to the mass of stabs Ben continues to inflict, but you know it’s already too late when Iris bursts in, screaming her lover’s name. When she runs to where Ben is slowing down, straddling over your best friend’s dead body, Francisco reacts quickly, scooping her up and grabbing Iris’s arms behind her back. 

“REY! REY! REY!” Iris screams non stop, fighting to get out of Francisco’s grasp as he tells her it’s too dangerous. 

Finally, Ben falls over, panting in exhaustion. He throws up on the floor and you realize he’s drunk. The smells of vomit mixes with copper in the the room as the fluids run together. You are barely standing, knees weak, palms sweaty, unable to process what you’ve seen as Ben stands up and stumbles towards you. Will is in the room now, taking it all in, muttering ‘jesus christ Benny… what did you do…’

But walks towards you, a bright smile of white teeth a strange flash of color among the red covering his face. Red. He’s covered in Reyansh’s blood.

“Hey baby, wanna give me a kiss?”

Ben is pulled away from you.

“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!” Francisco screams to him and you slide to the ground.

“He was touching her!” Ben tries to defend, but francisco is infuriated. He shoved Ben away, moving him to the door. On the ground, Iris is desperately trying to get Rey to come alive. The shakes, the touches to his face, the wretched sobs and ugly cries do nothing as he lays limp in her arms.

“FUCK YOU BENNY! HE WAS HER FRIEND! HE WAS MINE!” Francisco shoves him hard, making Ben stumble into Santiago.

Will steps up, gathering his fist in Francisco’s shirt. “Hey! Keep your fucking hands off him!” In which Santiago steps in and says something similar to Will. They begin to argue and fight and scream at each other; you are left on the floor, inconsequential. When you have the courage to look at Rey’s mangled corpse again, you gather the courage to crawl to him. Up close, the carnage in unbelievable.

There are massive gashes in him, holes in his body you can’t believe he had the strength and rage to go that hard into so many times. A stabwound in his eye.  A hole in his cheek.

“Rey…” You sob, reaching out for your bloodied friend. The door shuts behind you and you aren’t sure whose left. “Im so sorry, I’m so, so-”

Iris shoves you backwards, forcing you to fall softly on your butt. “GET AWAY FROM HIM!” She screams at you, and you sit in shock. She’s never spoken to you like this.

“Iris-”

“I TOLD YOU! I TOLD YOU THAT YOU WERE DANGEROUS TERRITORY!”

Francisco’s arms are around you, a feeling you’d recognize instantly. “I D-didn’t- I did mean-”

“You NEVER DO!” Her eyes are vicious, a fury that far surpassed anything you’ve ever seen in your life. “You are so goddamn stupid, walzing around here like you live in  FUCKING FARIE TALE and leave a trail of dead bodies behind you! You dad, Jonah, and now YOU HAD TO GET MY REY KILLED!”

You are speechless. She’s right. Everything is your fault. Jonah said your dad just wanted a better life for you… was that drive the reason the uprising started? Was the death of him, Deacon Tom, Delilah and all the rebels your fault? She had said she didn’t blame you for Jonah… but now her voice joins the chores of everyone else in your life… it was all your fault.

Francisco picks you up.

I'm so sorry

Months and months ago while constructing this story, I had a friend i was working on it a lot with. She had a big hand in creating Iris and Rey. The entire time, before it was entirely planned out even, I knew he was going to die. I knew there was no happy ending to be had for Iris and Reyansh. And that made some scenes very hard too write. Rey didn't deserve any of it. He was a good man who loved his "wife." (not legally married bc cult stuff but in all the ways that matter, they were.)

There is no going back from this now. Madonna is shown who Ben and Santi are.

The last poll i fucked up! It was suppossed to be who does BEN love most lol

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could i possibly request 14 with lee Ragatha ler Zooble? when reading your hc list i saw that you mentioned Ragathas back more specifically her shoulder blades being really ticklish and can you imagine Zoobles claw tickling her there? killer also Zooble kind of feels like a bit of a sore loser haha

TickleTober Day 14 - Lose

~Ooo, a request that mentions my hcs! I’m gonna be honest, I wrote Ragatha a little differently here than the past two times for variety. Don’t worry, she’s still our lovable ragdoll—just a tad bit self-conscious. Thank you for the request, and I hope you Enjoy! Happy spooky month!~

Lee: Ragatha

Ler: Zooble

Summary: Ragatha invites Zooble over to play a board game on one of their rare “off-days” from adventures. Zooble loses and, being the sassy menace they are, decide it’s high time to give Ragatha something to really smile about.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!

“C’mon, c’mon…” Zooble whispered into their palm, shaking the dice around. They had claw and humanesque hand attachments that day, meaning they could roll with some ease.

Since there was no adventure planned for that day, Ragatha had suggested they play a board game. The others were each doing their own thing, enjoying the day off to do whatever. While Zooble would’ve liked to branch off as well, they couldn’t say no to the sweet doll’s request.

Tossing the dice across the board, Zooble watched as they tumbled and rolled. FInally, the dice landed, showing…snake eyes. The pieced-together character needed at least a seven to come close to winning.

“Uuuugh, f-*sproing*-k!” Zooble groaned, leaning back against Ragatha’s bed. There was almost no way they were winning now.

“Hey, no need to get upset! You’ve still got a shot.” Ragatha tried to cheer them up, smiling encouragingly. She casually rolled the dice, watching as they landed on six and five. Moving her colorful little cube eleven pieces, the doll found herself in the “Congratulations!” section of the board. “Oh…I won!”

“*boink* it…” Zooble huffed, flicking their purple game piece across the room. It smacked against the wall, bouncing back and forth before eventually glitching through the wall. “Stupid game pieces don’t even work right…”

“It’s alright, Zooble! You got really close to winning!” Ragatha was trying to be helpful, but it only served to agitate Zooble further. Her cheery attitude felt condescending after the trivial loss.

“Oh, yeah, totally! Only twenty spaces away!” Zooble grumbled, crossing their arms with a huff. Sure, they were being a sore loser, but they didn’t want to play the stupid game in the first place!

“Just take a deep breath, Zoobie. It’s not worth getting all upset over.” Ragatha sighed, reaching out to grab their shoulder. Her tone was slightly exasperated; it mingled with Zooble’s already irritated mood, making them snap.

“I’ll show you upset!” Zooble grabbed her hand before it could touch them, springing into action. Tugging her forward, they pushed her down, swinging their cartoonish leg over her to straddle her. She was stuck face-down, a blush on her cheeks.

“Z-Zooble! What’re you doing?!” Ragatha squirmed beneath them, trying fruitlessly to push herself up. The position was surprisingly difficult to get out of.

“Getting revenge.” Zooble moved their claw up to Ragatha’s shoulder blades, running the open edge of the scratchy appendage over her back. They’d gotten a tip from Jax that it was a bad spot for her, and they were itching for an excuse to try it out.

“For wha- GYEE! ZOHOHOHOOBLE! WHYHYHY?!” Ragatha jolted as she felt the toy’s claw on her shoulder blades, thrashing and squirming beneath them. She wasn’t even sure how she’d earned such a punishment, as fun as it was sure to be.

“For acting so…you.” Okay, yeah, it was a super weak excuse, but c’mon! Did anyone really need a good reason to tickle the living ball of optimism? She was kinda asking for it.

“TH-THAHAHAT’S NOHOT A GOHOHOOD REHEASON!” Ragatha all but whined, burying her face in her elbow. God, she was so loud! It was a wonder that Zooble hadn’t gotten sick of her laughter yet…

Zooble noticed as the doll tried to hide her laugh. Oh no, not in their house. Well, it was technically Ragatha’s room, but still!

“What do you think you’re doing?” With their hand, they pinned Ragatha’s arms above her head, keeping her from muting herself or curling up. “I’m tickling you for a reason. I wanna hear your adorable laugh.”

Ragatha squealed, feeling her plush cheeks burn from the compliment. First off, it was Zooble; a compliment from them had to be sincere.

Secondly, they were complimenting her laugh! Her loud, cackly, crazy-sounding laugh. Jax had pointed out how annoying it was on many occasions; hearing positive feedback about it never ceased to fluster her.

“Z-ZOHOOBLE, DOHON’T- *snort* SHUHUHUSH!” Oh god, the snorts. They always invaded Ragatha’s laughter when she was getting wrecked, making her already-loud laughter ten times as clamorous.

“Don’t shush? Got it,” they teased, giving the plushy muscles near Ragatha’s neck a little pinch. The squeaky hiccup that followed was so worth it. “You make all these little sounds when you laugh. It’s cute, doll.”

Unlike Jax, Zooble made the nickname sound affectionate. Ragatha could feel her entire face burning, which shouldn’t have even been possible; she didn’t have any blood! Still, she blushed fervently, whining through her cackles.

“OHOHO GOHOHOSH! ZOHOOBIE!” Ragatha used the banned nickname, too distracted by the tickles to think about the consequences of her actions.

“What? Not my fault this is your worst spot. Get less ticklish.” Zooble huffed, though the nickname made them narrow their eyes. She’d been warned about that… “What did I tell you about calling me that?”

“W-WAHAHAIT! IHI’M SOHORRY!”

“Oh, you will be…”

Before she could beg any further, Ragatha felt something pokey brush against her neck. She squealed, kicking her feet as Zooble nuzzled their little horn attachments against her neck, positively losing it.

“NAHAHAHAHO! ZOO- *snort* ZOHOHOOBLE! NAHAT THAHAHAT!” The poor ragdoll writhed beneath her fellow character, making every ridiculous noise under the sun. It tickled so bad! She could barely think straight, much less worry about how she sounded. It was kind of freeing, in a completely overwhelming way.

“I-IHI CAHAHAN’T! IHIHIT TIHIHI- *hic* TIHICKLES!” The doll shook her head, her little hair noodles twitching and standing on end. It seemed her digital body was as overwhelmed by the sensations as her mind was, beginning to glitch. Zooble took that as a good sign to stop.

“Alright, alright, calm down. I’m not gonna kill you.” They released Ragatha’s arms and climbed off her back with a huff. They weren’t really expecting her to follow, feeling the doll bury her warm face in their sort-of stomach.

“I-Ihi just- Ohoho golly…” Ragatha huffed, practically going limp in front of them. She was so worn out from all the tickles; she really wanted some cuddles.

Zooble sighed, somewhat used to Ragatha’s post-tickle snuggliness. They ran their hand through her hair, softly scratching the doll’s plush scalp. They disconnected their claw arm as well, tossing it over to grab a blanket and some pillows for the pair.

The toy quickly got them both comfortable, leaning back on pillows while Ragatha was covered by her blanket. They popped their arm back on with a sigh.

Sure, wrecking Ragatha and then cuddling her hadn’t been on Zooble’s agenda for the day, but it was a far cry from an unpleasant experience; they certainly preferred it over one of Caine’s stupid adventures.

Humming softly, Zooble relaxed into the pillows behidn them. They continued to card their hand through Ragatha’s hair noodles, enjoying the peaceful quiet in the room. Not a bad horrible day after all…

[izelthewashbear]

Okay so why do I think Ren is represented by Uranus (or the uRENus theory):

At the moment I'm writing this we don't know the winner of Wild Life yet. I'm just noting down my points. If you have any suggestions or points of your own add them!

1. The astrological traits of Uranus

Some of the traits connected to Uranus in the astrological sense: ingeniuity, innovation, unpredictability, imaginativity, sociability, boldness, freedom, rebellion. If this doesn't describe Ren, I don't know what does.

2. Uranus is named after the greek god Ouranos or Uranos, being the god of the sky and was one of the first primodial gods, as well as a father to twelve Titans, as well as other mythical beings as cyclops. If we take Uranos's role as the god of sky as a position of power, we could link it to Ren's position of power as the king.

I know this one is a little flimsy but I think it still somewhat works, + I'm sure you guys can find something more

3. I have two connections between Uranus and Ren when it comes to astronomy.

a) Uranus is a little rebel when it comes to orbiting the Sun. All the planets orbit the Sun in a counter-clockwise direction and rotate on their axis counterclockwise - with the two exceptions being Venus (who I also think could be ascribed to Ren but that's a whole other can of worms) and Uranus. Uranus actually spins on its side, with a tilt of almost 98 degrees. I can't help but see this and think of Ren who likes breaking the rules, like having a green name kill him so that he becomes red and can kill other players. A stretch? Maybe. Do I think it works? Yeaaaah

b) Uranus is one of the furthest planets from the Sun - which, as we know, represents Grian - someone who's Ren had a rivalry with pretty much every season in one way or another. Not to mention, it's much closer to Mars (Martyn) with only Jupiter and Saturn being in the way - and that's also besides the point, but I could totally see Jupiter representing the Watchers. It couuuuld also work with Ren but I don't like it as much

4. Astrological symbol for Uranus:

There are two symbols, but this one is more interesting in terms of this theory. This symbol is actually a combination of two others - the symbol of Sun (who, I mentioned, is Grian - as both Ren's rival and the runner of Life) and Mars - to be exact, Mars' spear. This even more points to Martyn as his hand, his weapon, his implement.

5. The name. Like c'mon. Imagine if this whole astrology symbolism is something that the Watchers came up with, and the moment they call Ren 'Uranus', he's on the floor giggling like a little kid. He'd 100% do that.

There's only one point I struggle with a little, as I feel like my interpretation is a bit of a stretch - and that is the color symbolism. Ren is obviously closely tied to the color red - as the Red king and not only. At the same time, Uranus is blue - and these are completely opposite colors. The one solution I personally see is that if Ren actually wins, he does that to avenge his fallen friend, his knight, his love he hasn't seen in ages - so obviously, getting to see him after so long only to lose him would fill him with grief. Despair. He'd feel blue, if you will.

Am I being stupid? Yeah

Am I having fun? Hell yeah

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hello pookie i heard you have lucifer head canons😏, can i plz see them 🥺

YES OF COURSE POOKIE!! <3<3<3 LMK IF YOU WANT ANY OTHER CHARACTERS’ HEADCANONS! tryna expand my fandoms as much as possible too so just try your luck if you’d like <33

࣪𓏲ּ ֶָ ᝪ LUCIFER HEADCANONS!

starting off lightly with his obsession with ducks; i personally like to believe that god had his favorite angels (or high ranking ones, aka seraphims, which lucifer is theorized to have been) had each of them make one animal from scratch to place in the garden of eden, and lucifer’s contribution was the ducks. he thought they were adorable!!

i’ve made a post about this before and i’m not sure if this counts as a luci headcanon but i strongly believe lilith was modeled after lucifer. if hazbin decided to go with the popular belief that lucifer was god’s favorite and that lucifer was god’s prettiest angel then it would make sense for god to have one of the first two people to be modeled after him. lilith is associated heavily with the color purple because of the morningstar’s formal family portrait, and lucifer has purple eyelids. lilith also has blonde hair like lucifer and is slicked back in the same exact way, even going as far to have hair curled around her cheeks/jaw like him. the only real difference is that luci has short hair.

lucifer makes himself small on purpose, and for trauma related reasons. before hazbin was created we all would imagine the devil as something big and scary with a demonic voice or as a hot human guy in some other games (ahem obey me) but lucifer in hazbin is the exact opposite. he’s literally smaller than most sinners. it’s worth remembering that lucifer can not only shape shift, but it’s also an essential part to who he is considering that’s how he approached eve, plus the apple motifs. if he can shape shift, he can definitely adjust his own height too. he was also short during his time in heaven and we know this from the first few minutes of the first episode when charlie was introducing the overall premise. the other angels who were talking down to him were visibly bigger than he is. it made me think that maybe because of how belittled he felt when he was in heaven, he had purposely made himself smaller. not to mention, being god’s favorite or the prettiest gets you targets on your back. and it doesn’t help that he has ideas or a mentality that heaven doesn’t like. and his decision to stay small only grew more intense when he found out how people saw him on earth—he didn’t want to be that guy. he absolutely hates the characterization humans have of him because it’s nothing like him. so when people see him and go ‘you’re much shorter in real life’ (alastor) it doesn’t faze him in the slightest. he wants you to react that way. or, he wants you to realize that, ‘huh, the devil is nothing like i thought he was.’ because that’s the truth. he’s not. and the best and most immediate way for people to see that is if he dresses in all white, a color known to signify innocence and purity which is the exact opposite of hell, and if he’s not physically intimidating at all, like if he was small. upon your first glance at him, you’ll already know the devil is not the man you think he is. and he wants everyone to know that.

i have a fic based off of this, but because humans started calling gambling and the games related to gambling ‘the devil’s game’ (though the original game is roulette, people have come to generalize gambling as a whole to be the devil’s game) he never loses when gambling or playing a game related to gambling, even for fun or when there are no stakes involved. never loses in blackjack, poker, roulette, tables games—any game related to gambling, he’ll always win.

i can’t entirely say if lucifer has had sinner friends, but i do believe that he acquired the hyperfixation of the carnival/circus aesthetic from sinners or humans. this is because his outfit was intended to look like AND inspired by a ringmaster’s, and carnivals and circuses was an elaborate concept made by humans. it could also be possible that lucifer was the one that planted that influence in humans, however it was stated that lucifer’s punishment was that he was never to see the good of humanity, only the bad. so i’d like to think a ringmaster or an acrobat or a circus performer in general died, ended up in hell, met lucifer and told lucifer about the circus, and then he got the idea of building luluworld in hell.

alternatively, if it was the other way around, i think that he occasionally gets to experience the world through being summoned. i mean, we’ve all heard of rituals to summon the devil and whatnot, right? i think those do summon him into earth and then instead of showing up he actually just leaves to go explore what’s been happening until he has to go/he feels he’s getting weaker/the people that summoned him ‘close the portal’ etc. and then that’s where he very sneakily, in his own way, introduces the circus concept to humans.

because of his personality, i don’t believe his ring is an indicator of his current marital status. i think lucifer is a sentimental person, and he doesn’t let go of things easily. it’s entirely possible that him and lilith are through, but he just doesn’t want to remove the ring. something we fail to consider is that lucifer isn’t like any other person; if he marries someone, divorce isn’t the same for him and lilith as it is for humans. hell, when they first got together, they were literally the first beings to be genuinely in love with each other. back when the garden of eden was still being inhabited with lilith and adam, the only beings in heaven would have been god and the angels. if lilith didn’t love adam but married and had a kid with luci, that means they were the first ever beings to have ever been in love and the first ones to have had sex (unless for some reason, lilith and adam did it which i highly doubt.) now, all this to say that we may live in a world where people break up or get divorced all the time, but this is reasonably a foreign concept to lucifer because he’s only ever been in heaven, then hell, and even if he observed it in hell it would have been very briefly and from a far, 3rd person perspective. if lilith and him were basically the first people to have felt such intense feelings and closeness to one another, it would make sense that divorce or not, he would keep the ring because it serves as a reminder of a time when he felt the happiest/alive/most himself/free.

lucifer has autism + adhd! now i know this one’s loaded (and ofc i have audhd too) but hear me out; these aren’t listed in any particular order but they’re what comes to me first to last. # ONE : when charlie was talking to him about the hotel for the whole walk till the roof, and then she asked what his thoughts were, he focused on the first thing that came to mind which was something that was right in front of him—the railing. then charlie had to remind him of her initial question. # TWO : he wasn’t paying attention even when he himself was speaking, thus the infamous ‘and now, i am going to fuck you!’ and when charlie corrects him, he goes ‘wait what did i say?’ # THREE : This may just be for ‘comedy’s sake’ but when mimzy first approached him he suddenly switched up from being completely uninterested to suddenly trying to seem interested, his eye even twitching when he turns to her while his smile is visibly awkward. this particular thing reminded me of autistic masking. like. there was something about it that made me relate to it deeply. and then after she’d greeted him he went ‘charmed i’m sure.’ and he looked more relaxed despite looking uncomfortable seconds ago. like he’d gotten ‘comfortable’ with the mask. # FOUR : i feel like i don’t have to mention this but obviously, the hyperfixations with ducks and the circus theme. i don’t think i need to say more because his room literally has tubs and heaps and piles of ducks. that is a full on hyperfixation, no doubt about it. # FIVE : when charlie had asked him to help her get another meeting with heaven, he said no and was very insistent on that. but the moment she’d blended in the invitation of having him over for the purpose of getting him to agree with her, everything else was forgotten. the only thing on his mind was, ‘my daughter wants to see me!’ and it shows with his, ‘WAIT. YOU’RE. INVITING ME OVER?!’ his brain latched onto that immediately, completely forgetting the fact that charlie had only invited him to have him do something he doesn’t want to do. now i have a few more things to support this theory but i feel like this is getting long so lmk if you want an independent post on lucifer’s audhd tendencies in the show!

[tigreblvnc]

YOUR LIFE IN BLUE LOCK — @luminarysol

BACKGROUND HEADCANONS;

♤ You were probably thrown into soccer by your parents as a child, just as an extracurricular

♤ Of the few you tried, you probably had a fairly good time with soccer. You could try and understand why people played like they did, why they were in the positions they were in, what their motivation to play was. On the field, everyone’s desires came out, and you were there to see what they were.

♤ It was fun.

♤ Until they put your sister in.

♤ Suddenly, things seemed just a bit less interesting. Not that your sister got in the way, but now your focus had to be on how to support her.

♤ Soccer was no longer a you thing.

♤ You were still pretty good at it though, breaking down the opponents (and your teammates’) weaknesses came instinctively. Being fast to adjust and having your sight set on winning make you a huge threat to the other teams.

♤ Eventually, Ego casted you.

♤ He wanted you mainly to force you out of your shell, to develop and improve. If he could tinker with your mindset a bit, have you more decisive and set your goals on bigger things, he’d have himself quite the interesting player.

♤ The invitation timing seemed almost intentional. It was sent a while after you had a major loss. You had already recovered from it, it wasn’t like you played poorly or anything, but the limitations of your own team and environment became clear in that round. If you continued to play with them, yes you could still play games that brought joy, but nothing more than that.

♤ If you were to join Blue Lock, I'd be a risk. You’d lose any future you had in soccer. But that didn’t sound all that bad. You weren’t betting on a soccer career anyway, if you did fail at least your family still had your sister in the sport, and no one’s pressuring you to make a decision but yourself.

♤ And you said you’d get back up and fix your failures right? There’s nothing worse than faltering before a goal. You weren’t too sure what the goal was, but you were determined to find it.

♤ That’s why you joined Blue Lock. With nothing to lose, and everything to gain.

COLOR AURA;

♤ Red.

♤ I admit, I was verry quick to assign this one.

♤ Red is most certainly not a weak color. It is very solid, and by that i mean it can be completely independent from all other colors

♤ #FF0000 is pure red.

♤ And it still works. You can still work with that color in many settings. It can very well be fully independent.

♤ But imo, #FF0000 isn’t the prettiest red. #CB2626, #B61631. Many many reds look good.

♤ You can play with the values of various red quite a lot, but the color would still remain a definitely red.

♤ So although everyone is susceptible to change, you can adjust quite a bit without losing your core.

♤ Red as a stereotype is all over the place. Some insist that it is the color of love and passion, others say that it is violent and aggressive. It can be hard for many to decide exactly what red is and what it should be used to represent.

♤ But the diversity of how people perceive red may be a good thing. If you put it into an intense palette/environment, it’ll fit right in. But it also looks perfect in a more laid back scheme. Red can fit many different surroundings just tweaking a few values, sometimes it’s not even necessary.

♤ And as an aura, it’d definitely be one of the more intimidating ones. As it’s already considered a ‘danger’ color, it certainly wouldn’t be easy to go against something so intense.

♤ And if someone does, they'll quickly discover that the core workings and values of red are no weaker than it appears

TEAM SELECTION;

♤ Bastard München

♤ I’m sure this is similar to what you expected, so i don’t think i’ll have to do too much justification/explanation

♤ The main/strongest point I have is that you said “dislikes: i'd say whenever the plays don't make any sense to me”

♤ So putting you on a team where you’d struggle to understand the mechnising behind it wouldn’t be great. Nor do i believe you’d want to play on such a team.

♤ With BM being a team rooted in logic, it’s a very transactional relationship within the team.

♤ “How can I help you. How can you help me.”

♤ That’s probably what you’re used to/comfortable with, so i think you’d be happy with a more straightforward dynamic when it comes to your teammates.

♤ “ i find figuring out how one action results to another incredibly interesting” + “what makes the cogs turn and how certain plays would affect the game”

♤ I’d say BM is the best team you could get the deepest understanding of, there’s many good layers you could explore.

♤ Obviously that’s true for every team, but in BM i think you’d get to interact with it more.

♤ Ex. Even if you understood every aspect of PXG, you would still be unable to actually experience it, due to the huge power imbalance.

♤ So not only would Bastard München be your first choice (most likely), it would also be able to provide you with the best stimulation and overall experience/environment.

BEST FRIEND;

✦ Let me just say that I immediately understood why Sae was your favorite character ^^

✦ Out of the whole Blue Lock cast, I think Reo is the best suited to help build confidence. I even think he's one of the healthiest players on the roster.

✦ And we probably should've put you in Nagi's place in their duo.

✦ By the way, if his encounter with Nagi hadn't happened, I like to think that you would have been the one Reo would've accidentally bumped into on the stairs, Zen.

✦ He would've noticed your wisdom and your ability to observe.

✦ I also think he perfectly embodies that ambition you'd want to project onto the scene. You make an excellent support on the field.

✦ And most importantly: Reo is excellent at highlighting your qualities, helping you gain confidence and grow on the field.

✦ I'm convinced he serves as an example for you to set goals that gradually become truly yours and aim to help you level up significantly without necessarily needing anyone else's expertise.

✦ In other words: autonomy.

RIVAL;

✦ On the other hand, I think someone like Nagi would leave you pretty puzzled.

✦ He's one of those geniuses who never needed to learn; they just have a natural mastery.

✦ Meaning, his moves aren't thought out in advance. They weren't carefully decided before the match began. He acts entirely on instinct and impulse; he's the very antithesis of strategy and planning.

✦ The fact that he succeeds without effort, without fear, without hesitation is probably something that's made you roll your eyes more than once.

✦ Especially when, on your side, you've put so much effort into improving, working on your weaknesses, and perfecting your technique. The fact that some people can succeed without effort or overcoming nearly as many challenges makes you a bit exasperated and leaves you feeling like nothing you do is ever enough.

✦ Some people are simply lucky to be born geniuses.

✦ Your growth and biggest challenge in this dynamic are overcoming frustration and jealousy to become even better. Maybe even better than the prodigies.

POSITION ON THE FIELD;

✦ Midfielder.

✦ I intentionally gave you a midfielder position for two reasons: to work alongside Reo on the field. He's your anchor, your reference point. With him by your side, you instantly gain confidence, allowing you to focus on the match.

✦ But Nagi is also on the field, and that's where your toughest challenges lie.

✦ Without a good pass, the forward simply can't score.

✦ It's up to you to prove that you’re indispensable on the field. That you can surpass even Reo.

✦ And that one day, you simply won't need his support to keep moving forward.

✦ Maybe even a duo between you and the best forwards in the world will be possible.

© TIGREBLVNC 2024 | OCTOBER '24 MATCHUPS EDITION.

[starlight-eclipsed]

Now that the Colors have appeared in the main series, do you have any more headcanons or lore you want to give out?

I find them super interesting and would like to know more about them!

Sure! I write the Colors differently in separate stories, so I'll divide my thoughts into sections:

In the Doppelgänger AU:

As I mentioned in the end notes, they are essentially the same base person with different priorities. They'll agree on things in the bigger picture--they're heroes, they care for their loved ones, etc--but it gets messy when they try to decide on a single course of action.

Four tends to put his feelings aside in times of stress, and this manifests in Red getting ignored by the others a lot. It's a bad habit of theirs that they're trying to break (normally Red gets louder so that he can be heard).

Their priorities, in regards to duty (towards the kingdom, their allies, as a hero), strength (against monsters, to prove themselves, to fiercely protect), strategy (to learn, to adapt, to solve problems), and heart (empathy, to keep fighting, personal wellbeing):

Green - Duty, Strategy, Heart, Strength

Blue - Strength, Heart, Duty, Strategy

Red - Heart, Strength, Strategy, Duty

Vio - Strategy, Duty, Strength, Heart

Specifically in this chapter, Blue was going to let off some steam fighting Wild without revealing why he was mad (though it is fully likely that he would have let something slip during it, which is why he was letting Vio and Green take over the conversation).

Vio was fully prepared to go this entire journey without directly confronting Wild or Hyrule. He had a whole plan which involved winning over Twilight and eventually getting the rancher to deal with it by subtly revealing what had happened on 'accident'. This would have made things significantly worse in the long run and we should be glad that Red ignored Vio's five hour long mental presentation and took matters into his own hands.

In general:

They have a decision-making system in place, where one will propose an idea and the others will vote on it. This works great in theory, but will quickly spiral out of control if everyone votes against all ideas in favor of their own.

It's not unusual for them to divide and conquer, with each of them taking things at their own pace. This inevitably annoys whoever hits a roadblock first and has to wait for everyone else to catch up.

Idea fragments to possibly be used in future fics:

Vio doesn't like reading, but it's a useful way to get information so he tolerates it. He'd much rather listen to someone explain something--over half of his conversations with Shadow was him listening attentively as Shadow rambled.

Blue will get competitive over anything, which is all fun and games until you realize that he's genuinely hurt when he loses. He does not take failure well, and will be harsh on himself afterwards. Thankfully he can always rely on beating Red no matter what they play.

(Red is the only one who consciously knows this. Losing stings, but he's okay with it if Blue feels better afterwards. Green and Vio are granted no such mercy.)

Green is the least secure about his identity as a Color, and often prefers being merged. While the others are recognized around town as Colors, nobody can tell the difference between Green and a merged Link unless he's seen with another Color. He'll pretend to be merged if he's running errands on his own (the villagers like him best, since he acts the closest to the boy they knew before he drew the Four Sword. Green refuses to think about it--it feels too much like a betrayal).

Shadow-specific:

He's fully conscious within Link's shadow post-fsa. That said, he can't be perceived through normal means. Link doesn't know he's there, but will talk to him anyway.

He tried very hard to convince himself that he hated Link before they formally met, mostly because that hurt less than caring for someone he could never reach.

Shadow was thrilled to have Vio working with him, since that meant he didn't have to completely get rid of Link. He would've been happy to get all of the Colors to abandon the light if he thought he could've managed it.

Loves hugs. This guy took every opportunity in the manga to make physical contact with people while he still could, he's a very tactile person. Will trick people into bumping into him.

Adores cats. Yes, he understands why Link dislikes them. But they're soft and adorable and--most importantly--can see him inside Link's shadow. They'll bat at his hands when he makes fun shapes with them (he hopes that one day Link will notice or talk to one of his cat buddies when shrunk down and they'll hint at his continued existence).

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what would hazel and dev's favorite pokémon be? i highly doubt peri, cosmo and wanda know what a pokémon is, but you can say theirs too!

Hazel

_ Chespin _

Her first ever Pokémon game she played was X and Y, she played with Anthony on his 3DS. He let her make all the fun decisions and said Chespin reminder him of her. It's so cute! It made her so happy!

So, in their first game the player was Hazel, and the starter was the Chespin named Nut. That way, they together made, "Hazelnut"!

She really likes the normal colors of it, but she's always wanted to find a shiny one. It looks so cool! Especially when fully evolved. Though, she's unsure over if she would actually ever want to evolve such a special Chespin.

Oh, so many hard decisions

Dev

_ Umbreon _

The first Pokémon game he played was Pokemon shield, when that was new.

He was happy for it.

He got to route 4 and wanted to catch a Pikachu, but when he ran towards it, an Eevee popped up right in front. Making him loose the Pikachu.

At first he wanted to kill- faint it. Like revenge, but then when it was in the red, he thought, why not? If it was though enough to survive his attack, them maybe it could be a valuable member of his team?

So he made it a part of his team, named it "Survivor", not the most creative, but it fit.

It fit really well actually.

At one point he had sent it out like fodder, just spam sand attack until so he could prolong the inevitable. But, the moves, they kept missing, like they couldn't even touch his Eevee. It was pretty cool actually.

So, he actually tried to attack, he needed two more hits. Survivor was in the red, but so was the other party. If the attacks missed, he'd win, if they didn't, he'd lose.

He won.

He actually won.

He was so happy!!

It had been such a hard fight. He hadn't been prepared at all.

So, of course he was happy he won.

He was so happy he almost missed that Survivor was evolving.

It was pretty late.

When he saw it.

It was perfect.

Survivor looked so cool!

After that, Umbreon became his favorite and the more he learns about Umbreon the more he likes it. Just the simple fact that the yellow rings on it glows, it makes him happy. He likes to imagine having Survivor light up the room and helping him through the night.

Like his own special little night light.

Not- Not that he'd need a night light.

He's a big boy. He's strong.

It's just- It would be cool to have a real Umbreon by his side. Like, who wouldn't want a cool Pokemon by their side?

Winn

Is a hard one, feels like they would like most that one may consider "cool". Though, if there was a choice to be made, Archeops is a pretty good contender, along with Gigalith.

I imagine that their favorite generation would be gen 5.

Jasmine

_ Skitty _

I imagine she might have gotten an GBA or DS from a cousin or similar, with Pokemon dungeon, were she got skitty as her main. She can be a bit hasty at times after all. Her second favorite is Pikachu, as that was her partner

Peri

Well, Dev choose Umbreon, so it would only be fitting for Peri to choose Espeon. Plus, it's pretty purple, just like him. (No, it's not pink, you're blind)

Though, if he had seen the movie, then

Cosmo and Wanda

Well, nither of them really know too much, but they've seen some images of the creatures and they have pointed out some that they like.

For Cosmo, Politoed

It's just- Hard to say for sure, but it just called to him when he saw it and he decided right then and there that Politoed was his favorite. He has not relented yet, though, he does agree with Wanda that her's is pretty cool too.

Speaking of

For Wanda, Lurantis

It looked intimidating and when Hazel explained how hard it was for her to beat. She couldn't help but feel like it was a good one. Always nice to be able to give the kids a nice challenge.

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_ Jirachi _ It's so cute! And it is indeed important to think of wishes made For one day, they can't make any more And you just have to hope they're better than before

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I was so excited to see the ask game going around. I hope it perks up around here again 💛

Do you any HCs to share for Flip, Kylo, Jacques, and Mills??

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Hello!! Thank you for sending this in! Today feels like the good old days with this dumpster fire hopping and the bs flying! I love it!!

🍕What's your favorite comment you've received on a fic?

Omg @iamburdened absolutely kills me with her comments. I have re read them 100 times and I smile like a lunatic every time. She's so dark and hilarious and I love her!

Here is just one example of her awesomeness on my fic Sinners Welcome!

@vedavan leaves some of the most involved and thoughtful and incredible comments I've ever received and I am so beyond floored at the amount of thought she gives. I am so thankful for her encouragement and support!

This comment on Here There Be Monsters made me swoon

Ahhhh!! Your stories are always such a thrill, a joyride from beginning to end, and this one was no exception. I loved every word, and your gift for action scenes and gorgeous descriptions shone so brightly here. I loved all the side characters too: from the colorful ragtag assortment of pirates and whores, to Legris' trusted crew and of course the legendary Pierre; the elegantly villainous Talvington and the mysterious, bewitching Grey Lady. Even the ship herself, the Belle Dame, was a character in and of herself. And of course as always I appreciate Carroughes disgusting appearance and his inevitable demise. Your obvious love and passion for the subject matter and for the characters (no one writes a better, hotter, more delicious male MC than your Legris 🔥🔥🥵) made this such a joy to read, and I was almost sad when it ended. Action, romance, drama... your stories have it all and I'm completely addicted. Perfection! ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

@reveluving inspires me to write more insanity by her support and beautiful comments on my stories!

This is so hard actually, but I have to shout out to my favorite people here and the most supportive and amazing people I know who always spur me to keep churning out my bs and do more!

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Kylo knew you were the one when he found he could fight with you and argue without losing his temper. He has a famously hot temper. He's a notoriously violent man. But of course, he could never hurt his girl. That doesn't mean that he wouldn't lose his temper with her, or so he thought. He thought it would be a challenge, that he would feel his blood pressure rise and his teeth grind when you angered him, because naturally you're going to. It can be a little thrilling to push his buttons. But he never has lost his tempter with you, despite your best efforts. He gets hot and bothered in other ways, ways he channels to improve both your moods.

It's true what they say, that Beauty tamed the Beast.

No one can debate that Jacques has a winning personality. He's fun, lively, exudes charm and charisma, and has no hesitation putting on a grand show for his girl. However, like so many highly charismatic people, his charm was hard-earned and developed for survival. A self-made man, he had no name or fortune and had to claw his way up the food chain until he became a man of power. He remembers going dirty and hungry and cold, sleeping on the ground, awaking to a muscles that ached from cold and a growling stomach that couldn't be sated. Charisma was another skill he learned along the way to survive. Just as necessary to gain power and fortune as being able to fight, red in tooth and claw, was the ability to mingle, to befriend, to charm to amuse. He had to make himself useful in all ways to his betters until he outstripped them all.

With you, he finds that he doesn't need to act at all and that it's all natural and second nature. It makes him swell with pride when he puts a smile on your lips. He realized you were the one when he realized that making you happy made him happier, giving you pleasure made his heart soar. He will also ensure his girl, his family, will never know the feeling going hungry or cold, nor of being shunned and kicked aside. His table will always be bountiful and his arms always warm and loving for his woman. When he smiles for you, when he laughs and entertains, its genuine and it makes him love you more.

Flip was raised outdoors and helping on his family's ranch, breaking horses, branding calves, cutting timber, chopping ice, hauling hay. All the things his size and rambunctious temper were good for.

His upbringing made him a die hard western movie fan. Clint Eastwood is his favorite with John Wayne a close runner up and he's watched their entire filmography at least five times over with his dad. He's ensured his girl has seen all of his favorites and plenty of others too. True Grit, The Outlaw Josey Wales, El Dorado, Unforgiven, to name a few.

Westerns are his favorite movie genre. However, he is also quite a bit of an ornery jackass. As such, his favorite genre to watch with you is horror. He loves setting the stage, making sure the house is nice and dim, the temperature a little cool, a fire crackling in the fireplace. The ambience is perfect for a movie night in, and all strategically geared to make you want to get nice and close to him, against his chest and inside his arms. He will tease you mercilessly and goose you during the jumpy parts. Then he will laugh - bray- like the jackass he is. He deals with killers and criminals in real life. Horror movies don't phase him. Some big ungainly bastard with half his vision obscured by a mask, coming at him swinging a chainsaw that's telegraphed a mile away is hardly a challenge. Flip would have fun taking your average slasher out in spectacularly ballsy fashion. Flip loves horror movies and chill. He chills while you get chills.

Mills is tenacious and hard working in all ways. He will go the extra mile and work harder and longer than anyone. Complaints aren't part of his vocabulary and he never shies from any quantity of blood, sweat, and tears it takes to see anything through once he sets his mind to it. He's determined to the point of self destruction and will push himself far past the bounds of comfort and even good sense.

The area in which he's happy to put in the effort and diligence is for his girl. Once he sets his sights on her, nothing will deter him. He will tilt windmills and make every overture, simple and grand, to win her heart. As a lovesick teenager who didn't know a damn thing about girls, this took the shape of embarrassing acts like clumsily strumming a guitar and singing off key below his intended's window at odd hours of the night until angry fathers ran him off. He considered it a badge of honor when one particularly enraged father took a shot at his feet with a .12 gauge.

Thankfully, he has learned a thing or two and now applies his tenacious enthusiasm in better ways. He will cook for you and rub your shoulders until his hands ache. He will bring you flowers and take you out for a picnic that entails a ride in his bush plane out to a mountain lake to spare you the hike. He will carry you to bed when you're tired and hold you all night. He considers it a personal failure when he doesn't make you cum before him, and is dauntless when it comes to making you moan and sigh. He is the ultimate Golden Retriever Boyfriend. He will work every day to make you smile and never let the new wear off.