#Derpi orb

[featherisderp]

Random facts about Fading Shadows Meta because he's also @violetisderp 's favorite.

-Around friends or (people he considers) family, he tends to have a very calm tone, almost child-like, but around anyone else, he'll be just as serious as seen in the show.

-He's not very good at hiding his anger. Unlike any other version of Meta Knight, he won't just silently glare and stab a thing, he will yell it at and make sire it knows he wants it hurt or dead.

-Dedede was painfully aware from the start that he was on Kirby's side, but he was also aware that he liked to twist orders into training opportunities, and therefore was trying to get him to hurt Kirby during their training (it never really worked).

-Escargoon is afraid of him. This is both because of his seemingly random outbursts of anger (usually when he and Dedede did something to endanger the children) and him severely injuring him when he began chasing Kirby with a large gun (the robot Escarhoon episode).

-He will randomly get very clingy and will hug Galacta relentlessly. This is related to his fear of loosing him. He may also hug his children sometimes.

-He doesn't like wearing his mask but never takes it off around others. It reminds him of the war.

-He'd yelled at Dedede randomly once or twice simply for being rude to Tiff or Tuff.

-He played a big part in raising Tiff and Tuff. He'd initially been asked to babysit while her parents went to talk to Dedede and he instantly became attached. He visited a lot after that.

-He squishes Kirby's face all the time. He thinks it's funny and adorable.

-When facing Nightmare (in the last few episodes), he'd actually begin shaking and had gotten very quiet.

-Dispute his trauma and his inability to regulate emotions properly, he's still incredibly smart and good at sneaking around.

-He's been heavily tempted multiple times to get involved in Kirby fighting the monsters but knew he had to let him.

[the-loaf-of-calamity]

Regarding Pinging Marciale (My Beloved)

Y'all be like Asynchronous Rondo this (Although I love her a lot), and Parallel Canon that, and Order that, but y'all don't know where the real hype is... FRICKIN' PINGING MARCIALE (Marci or MarMar for short), THE FUNKY BEEG' ORB DUDE- LIKE- THEY'RE SO CUTE??? HELLO???

LIKE LOOK AT THEM- THEY'RE SO DERPY AND SO CUTE, I WANNA GIVE THEM A BEEG OL' SMOOCH AND TELL THEM HOW MUCH I LOVE THEM!! PLUS THEY HAVE AN AWESOME THEME

They just rolled into my head and completely took out the competition, they're that cool to me... I'm contemplating making an Inkling for them though... (Personal HC for Asynchronous Rondo and Pinging Marciale: I think that their personalities would have some mimicking qualities to both Pearl and Marina, Rondo having more of Marina's quirks and Marciale having more of Pearl's quirks, I'll probably talk about their Personalities more in a separate post.) Anyhoo, thank you for coming to my TED talk, I'm gonna head back into my hole now, see ya later, losers! /lh

[pigdemonart]

I love your little doodle of Hei Hei! It looks so derpy and cute!

Heehee thank you!! I like drawing him like a little orb 💖

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #97

I had a sudden urge to create things today.

First, I arranged the amethyst-on-copper tree in a silicone sphere mold with some pebbles and some glitter. And then I filled the sphere mold with epoxy:

…I'm thinking about trying to sell this one, once it's ready. It'll still be a while though, because it's still gonna need like 48 hours to cure, and then I gotta sand it, and then reapply another layer of epoxy to remove any blemishes or any irregularities in the shape, sand it again, and then apply UV-resistant coating.

It's about 7 hours just to weave the tree, from cutting the wire to adjusting it to its final shape. It takes time to arrange it in the silicone sphere mold. It takes time to mix and pour the epoxy. Takes time for it to cure. Takes time to sand it, to re-epoxy it, sand it again, and then coat it with the UV spray. Between the hours and the cost of materials, it'll be easily a $300 orb, at least.

…But I don't really like that. That's a lot for a random orb, and mostly I make them because I like making them. So I'll do something like, "You can take it for however much you think it's worth." Or something to that effect. I'm very well aware that someone might come at me being all like, "Hurr hurr… then I'll give ya a penny for it, lolzzzz!!" And… well. Ya know. If they're that bitter and snarky about it, if they need to try to make me feel small and stupid in order to feel better about themselves, then at that point, they can just have it; maybe a spot of kindness might do 'em some good in the long run.

Anyway, after that, I finally got around to filling a much smaller sphere mold with epoxy. In this mold, I put a very tiny tree that I made of wire and red beads, some sand, and a little red glitter:

Finally, I finished weaving yet another tree. This one is peridot and strawberry quartz on bronze wire:

…I'm not really sure what else to write today.

Can't help but wonder what you're up to, over at the Edge of Creation. Wonder if you have enough to eat. Wonder if you're warm and safe. Wonder if you're trying to expand your horizons by listening to the memories and stories of other people. There's so much about your circumstances that I wish I knew.

…I wish, too, that there was anything I could do to help show you that there's more to this world than pain, loneliness, and despair. But all I've got are my silly little letters, my various derpy handicrafts, my weird little playlists, my random tasty snacks, and whatever photos I can take along the way. I think of you, and I think of all the suffering you're going through, and I feel… powerless. I wish that there was any way that my voice could reach you, even though mine is maybe not much of one.

I know you can't answer me, but I'll ask anyway: Do you listen to music while you're over at the Edge of Creation, sometimes? If so, what fills your ears? This is filling my ears today:

If you can hear me (I know, I know…), maybe someday you'll send something back that lets me know some of the sounds that fill your mind and heart. Wouldn't that be neat?

I finished a tree today, and so the post-creation emptiness is starting to set in. The despair that is knowing that you'll likely never receive any of what I've written to you is starting to set in. The crushing reality that I'll likely need to watch you be slain a second time is starting to set in. So maybe I'll Salt some Sanctuaries for a while until it passes. If you've got the time or the inclination, you're welcome to chill with me over here; if you can hear me… I'll be in that space soon, running with scissors in a terrifying world, snapping zombies in half:

…Maybe you'll be proud to know that since my last Twitch session, I've started talking, because I've stopped being afraid of catching abuse for playing video games while being AFAB; it's not as though they can hit me harder than my stepmother used to, right? And I'm still here, so maybe I don't have to be afraid.

…Please learn and grow and change, too, okay? Please keep yourself safe, and please do things that are gentle and kind.

I'm gonna keep wishing for your safety even though it might not work out. I'm gonna keep calling to you even though it might not work out. So look forward to tomorrow's letter, okay?

Your friend, Lumine

[proxylynn]

What is your opinion on those male power fantasy video games where the male MC gets multiple girls? Me as a women I really hate it but hey it’s fictional so who cares but I still wanna know your thoughts on it.

[Oh boy, as a tomboy gal I'm gonna have very interesting perspectives on this due to mainly going for guy games when growing up. That said, I'm not gonna let them slide when I see shit that isn't necessary, so even games I love are on the chopping block.

Now, I see nothing wrong with power fantasy-themed games. I love the Overlord and God of War series. Nothing quite feels as satisfying as just being this all-powerful force that dominates the world by being OP. But when they add this extra bit because they want to appease the "maidenless", then I get annoyed. God of War, the OG games, and Overlord are products of their time. Kratos fucking women in between slaying is a way to get bonus blood orbs doesn't make a lot of sense to me narratively speaking. He's on a revenge kick for being tricked into killing his wife and daughter, so why is this grief and rage-filled man stopping to get his sword wet with randoms? I don't think I'd be on a god murder quest for the sake of my fallen husband, spend countless hours killing monsters, swearing to commit to my cause, only to be sidetracked by finding a random bed with horny guys on it. I'm just gonna be "You guys have fun" and walk away. I'm on a revenge my love guest damn it! I am not fuking around. The new God of War did this so much better. All the power, the emotion, the trauma, and it's written with consistency that I'm ashamed when I first hear about it that I expected it to still have Kratos fuck around. Bad me.

Overlord is interesting in YOU are the bad guy, so naturally I fell in love with that instantly. Game one I think handled this best (there are like 5 games but I only know the first and second so that's my insight), in the first one you are rebuilding the Empire of Evil after the last overlord was killed. You have a mortality level, you can be an evil prick that causes so much damage that it's not canon to the sequel or a force of power that is a threat by your people like you more than the fallen heroes who have been terrorizing them. So far, sounds awesome. Then you find Rose and she becomes your mistress and, aside from how your minions act (Fuck you, Gnarl!), you treat her as an equal. Eventually, you find Rose's sister and you get to make a choice, the tower can't hold both of them, so do you stick with Rose or replace her with her vain sister Velvet... whoever you pick will then thank you with sex. Now why is this okay? Because it only happens once and isn't a main game mechanic. In Overlord 2 however...It's still not a game mechanic but now it's a reward for vain reasons. In game 2, you can now have up to 3 mistresses (the childhood friend/crush who's a badass that does like you, the vain rich hot noble bitch that only likes your money and power, and a fae goddess who hates you but gets corrupted and now is thirsty for your dick) and the game doesn't handle them or anything right, lots of sexists and fatphobic jokes but that's a rant for another day. To get the sex all you have to do is buy all the furniture for their rooms and getting all three unlocks a fourth scene as they group on you. (I should note the sex is offscreen like GoW and derpy, so why bother) This basically plays on something Gnarl says about female being simple and to keep them happy you just have to give them shiny things. (Again, fuck you, Gnarl!) This sucks as it was very incel before incel was a thing but, remember what I said about the Fae mistress? Her corruption is something we can't stop and it's US that does it, we drain her power to fuel our tower heart but doing so taints her with evil, and it's here we have a choice. We take only enough to fuel the heart or we take all her power and kill her as she becomes a banshee...either way, she loses who she is and just wants to fuck us. This is fucked up as her people are there and begging this to stop, for her to fight back and she's too pure to sink so low, and it's worse if you kill her because as a banshee she's tied eternally to the Overlord...she can't leave us even if she could. Why? Why does it have to be so fucking dark and insulting? They even represent this in the new morality system, no longer is it based on acts of Selfishness and Selflessness, now it's based on Domination and Destruction. You even learn a magic to force your will on others and if you use it too much on a target they die!

Things like this are so damn needless and I'm convinced it's just some devs tapping into their own fetishes when they do it. You can do power fantasies without pointless sex or dehumanizing actions. In fact, it's hypocritical that there is none for women players. If devs feel uncomfortable with such things happening for male characters, then they shouldn't do it for female characters. This is an age of all genders playing games. Grow some damn balls and either stop doing this pointless piss poor excuse you call "fan service" or be equal by doing this treatment to guys in games as well as gals. I have mounted this hill and I shall die on it, but I shan't die without making my point.]

[violetisderp]

So here's a list of our AU's and the basic summaries. Most of these don't have ACTUAL names yet so you'll have to just live with our struggling for now lmao. The names they currently have are just place holders so I can keep organized. If I can, I'll update the list when we think of actual names. We're open to suggestions as well.👍

Note; These AU's are also shared with my sister, @featherisderp , so you'll probably see me say "we" or "us" instead of "I" or "me" when referring to these story things. I also refer to her as Feather.

Colored names are official.

1. Stardust // Galacta adopts Meta Knight after Nightmare attempts to have him kill him.

2. Fading Shadows (He's derpy when he spaces out, although it's not very often lol) // Meta Knight is given a severe head injury from Nightmare (Yes, he's still functional, it just affects his ability to control his own emotions, so he gets angry and sad easier.)

3. Kitty Orbs // More of a concept, but my sister says it's an AU. It's the same as GalactaDad, but Kirby and Meta Knight are fluffy and have ears and a tail.

4. BabyGala // Galacta shows up on Popstar between episodes 8 and 9 of the show, he sticks with Meta Knight.

5. Crossing The Stars // Galacta is the same age as Meta Knight and they grow up in the GSA (so they like brothers).

6. Monster Tiff // Tiff gets possessed after the events of the show and gets horribly deformed. She returns to normal when Kirby uses the Star Rod. (Also, there's an alternate ending where the monster dies, but she's left deformed from it.

7. Across The Galaxy // Morpho Knight possesses Galacta and fails miserably, forcing both of them to be conscious halfway through a painful transformation. They eventually separate and Meta is dad to them both because of course he is.

8. Dawn's New Star // Escargoon makes more monster serum and accidentally injects Tiff with it. She turns into a monster if she gets too angry or scared and is a general menace even when she's not.

[geisternatur]

Time is just a Place that moves around a bit, Says Gran’ mather who’is oft’ unseen, a green and sullen sheen on the orbs inside her gleams an eidolon of mists and dreams

There’s something rather cryptic in the shape of her shadow and sometimes you can see right through her, behold the mystic auras of her antiquated gowns

her shoes are submarines the color blue.

Behold her lamp like eyes and her spectacles for miles

that cast kaleidoscopic prismic patterns on the tiles.

‘Forward’s just a backwards way to get somewhere you hate’,

says Gran’mather who rarely says a thing when she’s up late.

It’s supernaturalistc in the way that she moves, I swear she seems to float on by

behold the state of rapture in everything alive every time she goes outside.

Behold her flowing gowns and her antiquated vials that cast kaleidoscopic prismic patterns on the tiles, her notable forays in the spirit world are praised but her cats are always wondering why their dinner’s late.

Her crystals all—they shine inside just like you often do.

Her shower smells an awful lot just like folk singers do.

A derpy sort of sofa, a feeble hook for coats, a place where you could sit down and maybe have a cup of tea or read, and sometimes in the kitchen there are cookies of a coconut nature.

Coconut cookies. In the kitchen by the knives.

Time is just a Place that moves around a bit, Says Gran’mather who’is often in an eidelon of mists. Behold her flowing gowns, her antiquated vials, the fractals of kaleidoscopic patterns on the tiles. The rows of flowing beads, her shoes like submarines, her transcedental creeds above her stoic figurines.

It’s ever hypnotizing all the fat clouds smoke

she blows in perfect rings when she tokes

A Thing is just a You when you’re not being quite yourself,

says Gran’mather once sixty shades of elf

Behold her lamp like eyes and her spectacles for miles

that cast kaleidoscopic prismic patterns on the tiles.

her notable forays in the spirit world are praised

but her cats are always wondering why their dinner’s late.

[monterraverde]

"Yeah, Ground types! Thanks, heh, raised him from a hatchling, he's pretty young." She grins, and she'd usually point at his Tera typing being ground, but she wasn't in Paldea anymore, and that singular charge in her orb was being kept for a dire emergency.

Fafnir eases a little when Mojo greets him, giving a respectful nod, he can tell there's great strength here, and the last thing he wants to do is challenge that... at least for right now.

Bappy turns to look up at Gold with a quizzical look on his face, his head tilting to the side slightly. He was rather large for his species, a derpy face accented with small white age spots speckled all over the top of his head and face. "Dooh?"

"Oh- This is Bappy, he's a Clodsire, the evolution of our regional Wooper- And my ace." She smiles, laughing and leaning down to plant one gloved hand on his head, practically leaning her whole weight on him, and he hardly reacted, raising his head into it even to help her balance.

"I do not blame you for that. My knowledge of Pokemon beyond Kanjoh is limited. It is my own fault, however, given I barely travel." He smiles a little sheepishly. "But I can certainly tell that your Tyranitar has been raised incredibly well. You specialize in Ground types, no?"

The Tyranitar was the odd one out in that regard, but it was known to happen. Lance and his team of dragon-esque Pokemon, for one.

Mojo seems to take brief measure of the Tyranitar himself but otherwise is nothing but relaxed. He actually mirrors Gold a lot in that regard - and partners did often mimic their trainers, right?

And then Bap appears and Gold can't do much else but stare. His face lights up into a warm smile.

"Speaking of Pokemon I have never seen before -- who is this? I would recognise that expression anywhere as a Quagsire, but... well."

Quagsire weren't quadrapedal. Or... this.

[pbnjparker]

MAGIC | P.PARKER

requested?: yes!! by @theweirdos-things​ tysm for requesting this fic! ive literally had a smilier concept to this the whole week but was too scared to write it out.. i hope u enjoy this fic as much as i enjoyed writing it!

pairing: tom!peter parker x witch!reader

an: i really hope u all enjoy this!!! + not edited hehehe + wanda is the readers mom lmfao + NWH SPOILERS AHEAD

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You rushed down the halls of Midtown High in search of the Lab that Peter, Ned and MJ were in. Ned had sent you an abrupt text that said Peter needed help and you quickly left your apartment. “Where’s this stupid lab?” You asked yourself.

“Y/N! Over here!” A voice echoed you turned around and saw Ned waving at you from the end of the hall. You ran down the hall exchanging a quick hello with Ned, “Peter! Peter, oh my god.” You said wrapping your arms around him. 

Peter wrapped his arms around you, “She’s dead.” Peter whimpered sobbing into your chest, “Who's dead?” You asked peering over to Ned and MJ, “May.” You squeezed Peter trying to comfort him as much as possible. “Oh Peter.” 

Peter was the first to let you go, “Uhm, We need help fixing up some antidotes to cure all these villains.” He said wiping the tears away, “Will you help us out?” He asked, “Just tell me what I could do.” You smiled at him. 

You looked around the lab and saw two older gentlemen sitting behind a desk one wearing a Spiderman suit and the other dressed casually. They both waved at you and had a smile on both their faces. You waved back and looked over at Peter who also had the same derpy smile, “They are also Peter Parker, from different universes.” He said, “Hi Peters.” You giggled, “So what do you guys want me to do.” You asked walking over to Peter, “Different Peter’s huh? Pretty insane that there's more of you out there.” You said, “It’s pretty cool having the brothers I never had.” He smiled. 

“Hey you’ve got some cuts. Do you want me to heal them for you?” You asked lifting Peter’s chin, “This ones pretty deep,” You said running a finger over Peter’s laceration, “Please? That one hurts more than the others.” He said, “Yeah, I got you.” 

You brought your hand up to Peter’s injury and started moving your fingers while your other hand held Peter’s, “Almost done.” The red orbs coming from your hand illuminated a big portion of the room, “Done.” You smiled at Peter giving him a quick kiss on his forehead.

“Your girlfriend can do magic..” One Peter said, “Out of her hands?” The other Peter said, “That’s freaking cool! Do you just do it?” They asked and you giggled at their reaction, “Yeah. Mom’s a witch and my Dad’s a robot.” You said, “Don’t ask me how it works cause I don't even know.” You laughed, “So how does it work? Do you just heal people?” The older Peter asked.

“Not necessarily, I can move things with my mind.” You said, both Peter’s gasped at your response, “We’re you just born with it?” The younger Peter asked, “I think so. My childhood years are kinda blurry. My twin brother also has super speed.” You said, “Wanna see?” They both replied with multiple yeahs. You fixated your focus on one of the of the test tubes that the older Peter was working on. You swirled your hands and picked the tube up. You brought it towards you, grabbing it once it was in your reach. “It’s pretty simple.” You smiled. 

“That’s awesome!” The both stared at you in awe, “You’re just like magic.” One of them said, “I guess I am.” You smiled at them.

“You’re so awesome. Thank you for helping us out.” Your Peter said, “Anything for you.” You said giving him a quick kiss on his cheek, “I love you.” You smiled.

“I love you more.”

[tuanyiems]

The Spirit of Christmas

Jaebum x Reader holiday!au, roommate!au words: 2.8k

Plot: You are sugar and spice and everything nice and your roommate, Jaebum is coal—at least, that’s how it seems at first glance. With the pandemic and Christmas Eve coming to an end, maybe it’s not just Jaebum that needs a little Christmas spirit. 

a/n – guess whose household got covid in time for Christmas? 2020 hates me lol anyways, I said I was going to post a Jackson holiday au but that was taking too long, I’ll post it next Christmas lmao here is jb and his kitties in the meantime <3 happy holidays folks, stay safe and merry and I’ll meet you in the new year

“What is that?” Jaebum looks at you incredulously as you carry an armful of green into his living room. You let it fall onto the floor, much to his annoyance and his cats’ pleasure. Nora flops onto her belly, rubbing against the green sticks.

“It’s our Christmas tree!” you grin, running your fingers through the fur of her belly and earning a nip to your fingers. You giggle at the tickle of her teeth on your thumb. Despite her feisty disposition, Nora very rarely ever bites for real.

“That’s a pile of plastic,” your roommate plops himself on the couch, feet thrown over the coffee table.

Your mouth twists as you push the ottoman closer to him with a gentle push of your fuzzy sock-clad feet. Jaebum glances at the bright yellow ottoman you brought into the apartment when he told you about a million times that the thing was a waste of money (and a neon eyesore). He then looks over at your feet looking awfully like a red stocking, and he truly does mean the awful part. He keeps his feet on the coffee table and leans back into the couch, arms behind his head.

“It’s a Christmas tree,” you emphasize, lifting his legs with a huff onto the ottoman. You dust your hands before placing them onto your hips. “And you’re going to help me put it up!”

He frowns, looking into your eager eyes. “Remind me why I moved in with you again?”

“Because I had a spare room and you needed someone willing to live with five cats,” you answer easily like you always do. You throw one of the plastic limbs at him. “Now come on, let’s get festive!”

“Your festive and my festive are very different,” Jaebum sighs, but he gets up anyways.

“Noted,” you chuckle, clearing a space on the floor for him to sit beside you.

You grab your phone to turn on your playlist, lovingly titled “HO! HO! HO!iday Cheer” and immediately you can see Jaebum’s face sour at the familiar jingle as Mariah Carey’s voice echoes through the room. 

“Oh, we’re going with my festive, just so you know,” you warn him belatedly. He blows at his bangs, shoulders slumping in surrender.

“Let’s just get this over with before my ears start bleeding,” he grumbles, grabbing hold of a couple plastic limbs.

“That’s the spirit!” you cheer, slapping him on the back. You don’t miss the small twitch of his lips.

You had a lot of hopes for this year, all of which pretty much went down the drain. That was life though, you rolled with the punches. But you certainly did not expect that when you opened your home to Jaebum and his five cats, that just two weeks after, he would be your only social life for the next nine months (if you didn’t count your biweekly grocery outings). 

And while you have nothing against Jaebum—in fact, you absolutely love his five cats—it doesn’t take a genius to tell that the two of you are very different. Jaebum’s black on black fashion, motorcycle riding, sterling silver face piercing-self, next to your pastel, soft knit cardigan-wearing, always smelling like bread and daisies…the two of you are a walking metaphorical neon sign flashing “opposites!”

“Why does that matter? He’s going to be my roommate, not my husband!” you had shrugged Jinyoung’s warning without a second thought. 

That memory would come back to bite you during the first three months of shared living, for every time he woke you up from his random 3am showers or played horror movies in the living room right before your bedtime, and especially whenever he responded to your silly jokes with a deadpan face or worse, his unrelenting despondency. 

Over time though, you learned how to read him—like how he was nicer after a cup of coffee or how he has trouble sleeping but always manages to fall asleep on the living room couch when you’re baking bread in the open kitchen. You’ve learned that when Jaebum scowls, it’s mostly just a reflex and actually, if you can catch a reflection whenever he’s looking away, usually he’s smiling. And although he will grumble about it the entire way through, if you ask for help, he will always be there (even when he tells you he won’t). 

Maybe you both express yourselves differently. You say “I love you” and he will ask “Did you eat yet?” You bake cupcakes and have teatime on the porch with the older neighbors, Jaebum installs cameras and buys extra essentials whenever you go grocery shopping together. You fill the windowsills with abandoned plants and bring them back to life, Jaebum leaves cat food and old blankets in your backyard for the strays. 

No one else understands when you tell them you think you and Jaebum might be the same person, but they haven’t seen him the way you have over the last nine months. Beneath his hardboiled exterior is a sensitive soul who loves quietly and cares a lot.

“There’s no point in putting this up,” Jaebum grumbles as he fits another limb into the trunk of the tree. “No one’s even gonna see it, it’s already Christmas Eve. Anyways, the Christmas party is canceled.”

“You will see it. I will see it,” you hand him another part. “Isn’t that reason enough?”

“It’s a waste of electricity,” he adds, not even glancing at you.

“The lights I bought have a timer!”

“And then it’ll be more work taking it down again.”

With a pout, you stand up and Jaebum turns his head in surprise.

“Where are you going, it almost done?”

Your frown easily twists back into a smile, seeing the way he hurries to put the last limb into the tree. “Time for the decorations!”

Jaebum rolls his eyes and looks down again and you can just tell he’s hiding another smile. You hurry off into your bedroom to grab the supplies.

“It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas!” you sing as you reenter the living room and Michael Bublé’s voice rings from your phone. Twirling in an oversized pajama pullover (which might be Jaebum’s that got lost in your laundry three months back), you settle the box of ornaments on the floor. “I’m so excited to show you!”

He looks at you blankly, waiting for you to continue.

You squeeze your shoulders together, excitement barely contained as you reach into the box and pull out an emerald velvet pouch.

“It came in the mail just in time!” you grin, clutching the bag to your chest. 

He lifts his brow at you, but the rise of his cheekbones gives him away.

“Ta da!” you squeal, pulling round orbs out of the bag. “One of my co-workers has a side business making custom ornaments and I got one for each of the cats!”

“Woah,” Jaebum takes one of the ornaments into his palms, eyeing it closely.

You bite your lip, holding in a satisfied giggle lest you ruin the moment. He sits quietly, admiring each ornament of the cats. When he gets to the last one, you pull out one more orb from the bag, holding it up by its gold, glittering string.

“And I got one of us too,” you say quietly, showing it off to him. 

He slides closer, nose practically touching the ornament. It’s a simple, clear bulb and inside are your figurine versions, dusted with glittering snow around a Christmas tree.

Finally, Jaebum breaks into a smile, eyes disappearing into crescents. You find yourself letting out a breath you had been holding.

“They even got my cheek piercings,” he chuckles, pointing to the tiny orb. “And your derpy smile too!”

“Hey, my smile isn’t derpy!” you whine, smiling.

“It’s cute,” he adds and you falter, wondering if he means the ornament or your smile. But in true Jaebum fashion, he doesn’t explain himself and turns back to the cat ornaments. “This is really well made.”

You ignore the pulsing in your chest, nodding your head. “Yeah, I told her she should raise her prices.”

He gets up from the floor and offers you his hand. “Let’s put them up.”

Cheeks flushing, you let him help you up. 

“Do you think it’s okay though? The cats might knock them down,” his brows furrow with worry.

You chuckle, grabbing the ornament from his hand and hang it off the tree. “Pretty things are meant to be shown and if it breaks…then we’ll get new ones!”

Jaebum rolls his eyes at your optimism but a small smile stretches across his face. “I think your co-worker would be offended to hear how you treat her work.”

You shrug, crouching down to Nora and Odd as both cats swat at the ornament hanging precariously off your finger. “Art should not belong behind glass walls. They’re meant to be seen and enjoyed, like your music!”

You giggle as Odd jumps into your lap, pawing at the shiny orb as you lift it out of reach each time. You miss the way Jaebum looks at you.

“Okay, less playing and more decorating,” he replies, throwing a string of gold tinsel at your head, much to the cats’ delight. You laugh at their excitement, glancing at Jaebum’s reddened ears.

Humming to the Christmas jingles, you stand alongside Jaebum, dressing the plastic tree in glittering ornaments and lights. Once in a while, you even catch Jaebum swaying to the music when he thinks you aren’t paying attention.

“Aaand,” Jaebum lifts the shining star from the box to you and you rise onto your tiptoes.

“Done!” You cheer, placing the star on the top of the tree. You clap gleefully, elbowing Jaebum to follow. He gives you three limp claps before you give up and crouch down to Odd instead, forcing the kitty to clap paws.

“Okay, can I go to my room now?”

“Not yet!”

He groans, plopping onto the couch. “What else is there left to put up?”

You pout, hands on your hip. “We can’t have a Christmas tree without the Christmas tree lighting ceremony!”

He sighs, pinching at the bridge of his nose. “There’s a ceremony?”

“Of course there is!” you laugh, rushing towards the light switch. You flick the switch without warning, covering the living room in darkness.

With only the light from the streetlamp peeking through the windows, the falling snow is even more visible. The sight fills you with childlike excitement.

“Are you ready?” you whisper, walking over to the switch for the Christmas lights.

“Yeah, go ahead.”

“We need to count down,” Your lips jut out at his indifference as you eye his dark figure. In the darkness, you can just barely see his features, but you imagine he is rolling his eyes at you.

Just as you are about to give in, you hear him sigh loudly, “Five,”

You break into a smile, “Four, three, two,”

“One…”

“Merry Christmas!” you sing, twisting the knob and flooding the room with small twinkling lights. 

But you don’t look at the tree. Instead, your gaze remains in Jaebum’s direction and you watch as the lights illuminate his face. And you are pleased to see he is smiling. You know it’s just the reflection of the lights, but he looks like he has stars in his eyes.

Sensing your gaze, Jaebum looks at you and frowns, embarrassed. “What?”

You smile, cheeks warming. “Your cheek piercing looks like it’s twinkling from here.”

“Don’t be weird,” he scowls. “Are we done now?”

“Do you want hot chocolate?” you offer, moving over to sit next to him on the couch. 

He shakes his head, getting up. “I’m going to bed.”

Chuckling, you let him leave, watching as the cats follow behind him. “Merry Christmas, Jaebum!”

“It’s not Christmas yet!” he yells back before you hear the sound of his bedroom door closing shut.

With a quiet sigh, you grab your phone from the coffee table and turn off the music. The silence feels even quieter with only the lights from the Christmas tree flickering around the room. Without anyone else in the room, your energy quickly depletes.

Outside, the snow whips by in flurries.

This is not how you imagined you’d be spending your favorite holiday, although the festive lights do make you feel a little bit better.

You wanted the Christmas gatherings though.

You were a family person through and through.

You missed it all—the packed house, cooking dinner with the aunties, playing board games with the little cousins, throwing said boardgame across the room when you rage quit, making up for it with freshly baked cookies that you’d nibble on at midnight while opening gifts by the Christmas tree. You even missed the nagging from your parents, asking when you’ll get a boyfriend and settle down.

Snuggling closer into the arm of the couch, you hug yourself. 

It’s colder this year. 

Emptier. 

“So, you turn off the Christmas music after I leave?” You jump in surprise at Jaebum’s voice entering the room again. He takes a seat next to you on the couch. “You listen to it just to annoy me, don’t you?”

You blink back, wondering why he returned. “Did you forget something?”

He shrugs, leaning back into the couch and gazes at the Christmas tree. “It’s my first Christmas tree, I thought I should look at it a little longer.”

“This is your first Christmas tree?” you look at him in surprise.

He nods nonchalantly. “Never really celebrated Christmas.”

You sink into your seat, thigh touching his. “What a year to start celebrating.”

“Only because you have me hostage.”

You chuckle softly. “Well, I’m glad you had no choice but to be stuck with me. Would’ve been a lonely year without you here.”

“Hmm,” he looks at you thoughtfully. “Never pegged you as the lonely type.”

“The holidays can do that.”

“Then just think like me, pretend it’s any other day.”

You sigh, leaning into Jaebum. He doesn’t scoot away like he normally does. Instead, you find his arm resting around your shoulder.

“I don’t want this to be any other day though. This whole year has been a blur of any other days.” Your lips jut out in a pout as you look up at your roommate. “I know I must sound like a child, but I want Christmas.”

Jaebum laughs softly. You can feel the rumble of his chest.

“Cute,” he mutters, and you flush. His arm around you pulls you tighter. “Then, do you want to open your present at midnight or in the morning?”

Your eyes widen and he laughs at your expression once more. “You got me a present?”

“Well, yeah,”

“But…you said you don’t celebrate Christmas.”

“But you do,” he answers easily, looking at the tree again. “And anyways, if you’re gonna make me do all the work, I might as well celebrate the whole thing, right?”

You grin, poking his chest. “Admit you had fun tonight, Jaebum.”

He shrugs, smiling. “The ornaments were cool. I’ll be the DJ next time though.”

“Deal,” you beam, holding out your pinky. You giggle when he looks at your outstretched pinky with an arched brow. You keep your hand raised though. “Come on!”

He lets out a loud breath but eventually curls his pinky around yours.

Your heart warms, seeing how big his pinky measures around yours. It’s why when he moves to let go, you keep your pinky curled.

Laughing at his confused frown, you show him your thumb. “You have to seal the promise, Jaebum!”

“You’re an actual five-year-old,” he groans.

“Yes, I am,” you grin, eyes curling into crescents. His tone doesn’t faze you. From up close, you can confirm that there are indeed, stars in his eyes. They twinkle in amusement at your gesture and his lips lift once more when his thumb presses against yours.

And this time, he doesn’t pull away.

Pursing your lips shyly, you let your hand fall to his lap.

Looking back up at him, his gaze is soft on you. You pretend not to notice the way his fingers thread around yours.

“To answer your question, I’d like my present at midnight.”

“As you wish. Then shall we make hot chocolate and watch a movie until then?”

“Sounds like the perfect Christmas,” you tell him softly.

“Okay, Joker or The Dark Knight? You can pick.”

You grin, squeezing his hand. “We’re gonna watch Home Alone, Jaebum.”

“You’re terrible,” he feigns.

Chuckling, you let go of his hand and rise from the couch. “I’ll go make the hot chocolate.”

Jaebum grabs your hand again and you turn back curiously.

“Hm?” 

His thumb brushes the back of your hand gently.

“Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas, Jaebum.”

[glapplebloom]

I’m going to try to explain this as best as I can, because quite frankly it is confusing. So sorry...

Now this episode was made in July 12, 2014. This is before Season 5. Now you’re wondering about this being Project Thundercloud II, so likely information from Project Thundercloud 1 should be taken note of first. Well, to save you the trouble I looked at that. Its basically he first few minutes of this video with Kirby Music. So talking about one talks about the other. Also note that one was released in August 2, 2013, so in reality only the first three seasons are considered for this.

So it begins with talking about the Elements of Harmony. Built from the “Rarest Crystals from all the corners of Equestria” and for generations its bearers were the ones responsible for protecting things from the Chaos. Yeah, a lot of things wrong when you look at it through a modern lens. And if they were to disappear, a beautiful Alicorn Mare with a Golden Mane and Silver Wings will appear to find them back. So said Elements are gone and the Eternal Night is coming back for some reason.

We now focus on Muffins, who in this episode is referred to as Derpy Hooves, Ditzy Doo and Bright Eyes in this one episode alone. We learn about her upbringing and her being diagnosed with strabismus. This makes her crossed eyes, not blind. Thing is a lot of people are going to say she’s a blind pony because a symptom is her vision gets blurry. Also the doctors couldn’t do anything to correct it despite that link suggesting so many simple solutions.

Since Muffin’s backstory isn’t important to this story, let’s focus on the things shown during that retelling. So Celestia sent Luna back to the Moon (somehow) and is the one planning to bring Eternal Night once again (for some reason). She’s even taking out the current Element Bearers and lost her Rainbow Hair Coloring. Also Trixie has a colorless orb for some reason. She never shows up for the rest of the episode.

Want to find out more about why Celestia is doing this? TOO BAD! DINKY TIME! Now the story is turned to Dinky’s backstory. Because her horn’s twirl is the opposite of normal, she finds it harder to do magic (for some reason). And since her mother is a Pegasus and her Daddy is an Earth Pony, she has to take Magic Lessons from Vinyl Scratch, Lyra Heartstrings and Amethyst Star (welp, Dinky’s doomed). 

So back in the present (I think) Dinky is with Amethyst while Muffins try to stop Celestia on her own (for some reason). Amethyst promises to protect Dinky but like how she promised Matilda to help with the wedding fails miserably. It was all so sudden but the implication is Dinky used a spell so she can head to Canterlot too, but nothing indicated that. I’m going to assume Amethyst just has narcolepsy. 

After Dinky arrives in Canterlot (relatively quickly), Muffins (who doesn’t even looked like she confronted Celestia at all) meets up with Time Turner and her other friends who arrived to help. So two things to note. First, I am presuming the Train Ride we followed in this animation is the one Dinky used. And Lyra and Bon Bon were on said train. And Dinky implied that Time Turner and Muffins went together, yet here they were apart as if hey were following her. 

And I really hate to do this since my own voice I feel sounds like Breeze Rider from Dusk’s Dawn, but Time Turner’s Voice Actor sounds like he had five minutes in the studio and was running out of time. He was talking so fast and not like the Doctor would. It was like super obviously talking fast. Anyway, they want to help, Muffins agrees, sees Celestia flying somewhere and chases her. Since Muffins is the only one with wins, she reaches her first.

But Dinky was there and figured out what is happening to Celestia. Something about her magic not being unidirectional and can corrupt the user. But the key thing to take out of this is Celestia ran out of energy because she didn’t sleep for more than a thousand years. By doing so, she’s becoming a Super Nova. Still doesn’t explain why she sent Luna back into the moon, why she took out the other Elements of Harmony, and why she wants to bring Eternal Night.

After a fight between Celestia and Muffins we don’t get to see, the others arrive just as Dinky figured out that they’re the Elements of Harmony. Yes, these seven ponies who only two had a focus on and four without any speaking lines at all are the Elements of Harmony 2.0. So instead of showing us why they represent said elements, Dinky explains...

Octavia = Kindness because she wants to make a good impression and never spoke a word louder than others. (Compared to Fluttershy who showed compassion to an animal others didn’t)

Vinyl = Honesty because she’s a respected DJ that gives fair reviews and never hid who she really was. (Compared to Applejack who reassured people when they were in doubt) Also, has Rainbow Dash’s Symbol.

Bon Bon = Laughter because she told them fresh and funny stories to make them laugh and smile. (Granted, this is a similar reason I gave Rumble and is the big reason Pinkie was her element)

Lyra = Generosity because she makes inventions to help the world (Compared to Rarity who sacrificed a bit of herself to comfort another)

Time Turner = Loyalty because he wouldn’t abandon them (the only one note for note)

Dinky = Magic because she’s a Unicorn and that’s the last one left. 

Muffins = Inspiration because she earned the respect of the others and influenced them. In short, this is the Element of Magic.

It takes almost a minute to explain five of these elements. And all they do is tell us while panning around the ponies. This also shows how bad they implement the 2D Elements with the 3D Background. Thing is, they could definitely work if done properly, as seen with more recent Death Battles. Anyway, with the Elements of Harmony returned they freed Princess Luna and...

It ends on a closing message about them being the Elements of Harmony and Dinky and Muffins being the Alicorn mentioned in the first one. They also said we already know who were the first two Alicorns that represent Inspiration and Magic and that this story continues in Dinky’s Destiny. Yet overall, I have to say this is not really that good.

Its ambitious for wanting to tell a story that seems epic. But as someone who tried and failed to do so with the Royal War Infinite, ambition alone does not yield positive results. It spends a lot of time telling us about Muffins and Dinky that don’t really matter to the whole “Celestia is going Super Nova” plot and we don’t really see why these ponies were the Elements of Harmony. If I could fix this, I would spend more time on either the stories of Muffin and Dinky or the Eternal Night 2.0 Story. Not both at the same time.

[light679]

Another obnoxious Leon Pokemas post because my Leon comforting reader hc post that I worked on for an hour got yeeted into the void when my page decided to refresh 🙃

Leon wanting to give me sync orbs after accidentally opening the game (after I’ve already collected skip tickets from him earlier today) gives me much serotonin.

His surprised face also always makes me uwu. So derpy 🥺

I’m still not sorry about using Cheeto Lee 🤷‍♀️ fight me lol

[writesology]

Some sketchy, derpy orbs I drew in Japanese today while learning verbs!

Also an angry unmasked borb who's ready to slice you into bits. There's that too.

[katsukikitten]

Majo - Dorm fun

"What are you doing?" Katsuki asks as he flops onto one of the sofas in the common room as you sit crossed legged at the low coffee table.

"Focusing." You almost bite back as you stare into the onyx orb, jotting down movements, thoughts and feelings in your meticulous script. A snort fills the room.

"Focusing in a room that's going to be filled in less than five minutes with fuck all annoying teenagers?" He mocks, "Brilliant plan dummy."

"Yes, it is brilliant. As it will help me to learn how to block people out." You say, eyes prying into a person's life. Their deepest darkest emotions set out before you like a menu.

"Tsk." He grabs for the remote next to your notebook staring along the way, "Does All Might know you're spying on him?"

He flips through the channels idly, remote resting on his stomach while crimson eyes read your scrupulous notes.

"Does it matter?" He hears the grin in your voice without seeing it. He can't help but smirk as you've gained much more confidence since dating him. Still he can't help but tease you.

"I guess not, but be prepared to tell all of class 1A what the hell he's doing in his free time. Especially that derpy Deku."

You wave your hand as if swiping away his words.

"Not everyone has prying eyes like you, Suki." You giggle and he rolls his eyes, "Plus everyone loves the movie you've just picked. No one will be interested."

"Ah okay. If you have notes on yourself in there be sure to jot down *delusional* ."

"Ha. Ha." You say dryly as you dig deeper. All Might stands on the black back drop in his smaller form, with little to no extra aura around him like the first time you saw him. You notate it as booming voices enter the dorm.

Though you cannot see it Katsuki smiles a bit devilishly. He is ready to see exactly how this plays out but will come to your rescue should you need it.

"NO, EIJI, its MY turn to pick the movie!" Mina yells, trying to elbow Kirishima who's currently muscling his way through the group.

"No, I called the dibs after class today. A very important and educational documentary on hero history is coming on that Midoriya and I would like to watch. You guys need to watch it. It will help with exams."

"Uuughhhh that's what SCHOOL is for Ida!" Kaminari comments, "Plus and I want to watch this live concert that they are telecasting from the US."

"Its been weeks since I've had a turn!" Uraraka pouts, "Momo and I have had to stay up so late to watch our recorded shows. And someone keeps deleting them!"

"M..maybe Uraraka can have our dibs Ida?" Miydoria asks shyly.

"According to the calander it's my turn. We are watching horror." Tokoyami states, "Right Asui?"

"Right!" She croaks.

Their voices grow louder as they approach, arguing pulling you from the silence that is All Might's room.

Arguing so loud it begins to drown out All Might's thoughts, leaving you only slightly flustered. You try to focus on the visual in hopes the 'audio' will return. He sips his tea, lounging at his desk and he replies to piled up fan mail idly, neglecting his teaching plans.

Teaching for dummies and a notebook borrowed from Aizawa sit open on his cluttered desk.

"I cannot keep focusing on Midoriya, though he is my protege. Bakugou needs my attention, emotionally. While Y/N, and all the others have such great potential I cannot let my...."

"I SAID ITS MY TURN NOW WHO SELECTED THIS MOVIE?!" Mina howls as she stands in the mouth of the archway. Katsuki holds up the remote to be seen as he growls.

"OI! The rule is first come first serve. Now make the fucking snacks would ya? I've caught you watching this movie a hundred times, what are you bitching for, Pinky?"

"I...I cannot believe you!" A whine but she storms into the kitchen, she pops her pink head out of the kitchen to add, "No one take MY corner of the couch."

"Uhh Ka...kaachan."

"What is it Deku?" True venom drips from your boyfriends kissable lips as he stares up at the emerald eye boy.

"Uhh Uraraka chan would love to be able to watch her show, it starts in a few minutes and..."

"And I don't give a shit." Katsuki glares up harshly at him through thick long lashes before Midoriya guides Urakaka to their usual spot on the couch, despite neither of them admitting their feelings for the other they sure do act like a couple.

"Hey Bakugo. Buddy. I know you're trying to see this fight with me. It will be ultra manly." Kiri says leaning over the couch to try to slip the remote away from his friend's steely grip. Only to be met with a small, almost harmless explosion, "HEY! Watch the hair dude. I'm still trying to hang out with Mina tonight."

"Yea sure, that is until she hears that you didn't try to get the remote for her." Sero teases sitting beside Shoji. He launches a string of tape that evaporates in a series of explosions. He curses to himself as he watches his half baked plan go up in flames.

Your patience runs thin as you push yourself, you half hoped that at least half of them would go to their dorms considering none of them were going to get that remote.

Still they argue, so much so they barely notice what you're doing.

"Hey Bakugo. Are you at least going to sit up?" Todoroki asks, purposefully sitting next to Momo, "Its rude to make your girlfriend sit on the floor."

"What Y/N? Why are you...Oh." Mina enters the room with a variety of snacks on a tray. She sets them down at the far end, peeking over your notebook.

She gasps, drawing even more attention on you as you try to ignore her, ignore them.

Katsuki watches you with heavy eyes, gauging your reaction. He knows he needs to be protective of you. You often push yourself too far and if you had an attack in front of all of your friends you'd never forgive yourself.

"ALL MIGHT?! DOES HE KNOW?!" She snatches the notebook and you try to swipe at her using your peripheral vision but fail.

The entire class is silent, only the commercial can be heard through the entire dorm.

"Mina has a strong acid quirk but needs more mental training. Where she is strong in tenacity she lacks focus." She reads from the notebook, "Wow rude. I am great at focusing."

She unknowingly knocks over Sero's soda as she plops next to Kirishima on the couch.

"Are these his personal notes? I've noticed you kinda adapt to their hand writing when you jot down their thoughts. It's....scary cool." Mina adds, yellow eyes scanning the page. The whole class, aside from Bakugo leans forward on their seats. A few even dropping from the sofa to be closer to you.

"Y...yes." You feel their eyes, their hunger to hear about themselves from their idol. You've never felt their stares with such intensity before, almost nearing close to the weighted gaze of your boyfriend.

None weigh as heavy as his. Though Midoriya's is pretty close right now.

A shiver runs along your spine as it always does when the full twenty set of eyes is on you.

Maybe this was a bad idea? Your cheeks redden just a bit as their thoughts creep to you despite your focus on All Might.

"What does he think about me? Is he proud? Am I doing him justice? Am I doing one for all justice? Will I disappoint him? Will his notes be more negative than positive? Will.."

"Midoriya." Your voice is ever soft yet dark. Katsuki growls inwardly never liking Deku's name to leave your lips.

Those lips are for his name only.

"Midoriya." You say again, you can feel a nose bleed coming on as you fight the darker side of your power. It would be easy to slip into his skin. To flay his mind and bend it to your will through manipulation since he is leaving himself so open, "You might as well be screaming in my face with how loud you're thinking."

His face burns bright red, he goes to open his mouth to say sorry but all you hear is his mind.

"What does it say about me?!"

"He hasn't looked at your notes today for me to know." You say, finally snatching the notebook from Mina without breaking your concentration.

The class shares a look while Katsuki sits up before sliding directly next to you.

"You okay, my enchantress?" He projects the thought like you taught him and it drowns out all the backround noise. You take a sharp inhale before nodding. You smooth your notebook.

"Stop staring." You hiss, "Stop being quiet go back to talking."

But no one offers a word to one another. Bakugou begins to hand out death stares before Kiri pipes up.

"So Mina, the upcoming exams. Think you're gonna need a study partner?"

"OMFG PLEASE PLEASE SAY YOURE OFFERING YOURSELF TO ME EIJI AAAAHHH." You hear Mina scream in her mind. You push it away, leaning closer to Katsuki.

There is something about his intensity that is grounding, most likely because it is a consistent hum. His walls are always up and his will is awe worthy. A nice way of saying how stubborn he is.

All Might types a text to Azawai asking about his dinner plans. He has a lot to discuss, especially Y/N's potential.

"Its crazy she got two proheros who have great will power to lose their tempers in front of all their students. How did she evoke that intense anger? Anger I hadn't felt since..."

You stop writing, suddenly something pulls at your thoughts. At your focus on the black backdrop pulling you into the middle of conciousness. Your heart races as you follow the the sound.

A tune being whistled.

You near ever closer to a dark room as an old bed and cracked mirror begin to fill the space.

A tune you seemed to have forgotten until it dredges up bad memories.

Your rapid breathing becomes audible, you feel Katsuki's hands move to grab your face to pull you out but you hold onto his wrists with such a grip he might bruise.

You know this whistle, its haunted your deepest nightmares as you've lived it.

"Ah there you are little majo. I knew you'd come when I called like a good girl." You know that voice as you're sucked into the dimly lit room with a man much too familar. Though he seems off as his dead eyes stare into the mirror. Doing the same trick he would do while keeping you locked in the dark, seeing how far your mind could wander.

Like a fucked up game of hide and seek.

Your nose bleeds as you stare into a face you could never forget, even if you worked yourself.

You should know. You tried.

"I have a new boss now. He's a good guy pays well." He starts as if you actually give a shit, "I need you to do something for me."

"Go fuck yourself." You growl and its audible in the room you sit in.

You do not hear Katsuki yell for everyone to leave. He's never heard your voice dip so low.

So dark and threatening.

They all leave wide eyed, especially when he explodes the can of soda in Mina's hand when she refuses. Kiri practically swings her over his shoulder to high tail it to his dorm room.

"Y/N." Katsuki whispers in your ear but you do not hear and hold fast onto his wrists. He struggles to free himself from your tiny hands.

"That is not how you speak to your father little witch." A snarl so low, he jumps to stand and you flinch out of habit. Many years were spent in a dark closet, all by his threatening hands.

It is a wonder you are not blind. He laughs at your movement. Your heart pounds into your throat.

"Now listen. Stop being such a selfish bitch and help your old man out. My new boss is a powerful man. I promised him I could do some brainwashing. Some...rearranging on both human and none humans. You need to come to me now. It's going to be a great job. You'll even get to bend the mind of a student there." His smile turns manic.

"You know I can't control anyone." Voice still icy cold as you speak. Eyes beginning to fill with tears of blood as you focus on his shattered mind. One of the few you cannot work.

"Ah ah ah. I feel you poking and prodding. You have to remember that you got your power from MY WIFE." He yells slamming his fist into the mirror, blood drips from his knuckles as four sets of his eyes stare at you.

You yelp while his laugh echoes in the dingy room. You shake, scared, angry.

Broken.

How could this happen?

How could he still summon you?

But most importantly how did he get out of jail?

"Stop trying to sound so tough. I know your limitations. I know the temptation of your curse. My beautiful wife's was very similar, she told me everything. You parasite, you can worm your way into thoughts. Move something here, replace something there. Boom they've bent to your will. Just like you did to your mother and now look what's happened." He gestures to the empty room riddled with needles and rotting take out, "She's left us both to care for one another."

"Now don't let my wife's death be in vain."

"You...you're the one who..." You're shaking so hard, your quirk amplifying as you subconsciously try to force your way into his mind.

"I what? You're just as guilty. You planted the idea of a forced entry in to the very seasoned detective..." He shrugs his shoulders and you scream.

"YOU MADE ME. YOU FUCKING MADE ME." Items fly across the living room as your voice goes raw and youre hardly able to catch your breath.

Your father stands and does something he's never been able to do before, he grabs onto your throat in your conciousness. His eyes glow when before he was quirkless, only being able to summon you through fear.

He squeezes and the bruise appears on your physical body. Crimson eyes widen with worry, with furry.

"H..how?" You choke.

"I told you my new boss was a pretty good guy." He laughs, nails digging into tender flesh. Drawing scarlet half moons, you gasp, eyes watering with tears and blood.

"Y/N!" A whisper.

Seconds stretch into what feels like hours.

"You've got three days to find me." He snarls, "No hints this time either. If you don't. Well let's just say you don't want me to find you."

"Y/N!!!" Katsuki appears on the black drop beside you, eyes burning with hot rage. This is a fight of wills he may not win. Fear grips you as you watch your father look over your shoulder. You act quickly as you push yourself plucking the darling image of your Bakugou from your father's brain as you send Katsuki flying back to the living.

His eyes widen with an emotion you've never seen him wear before.

Fear.

So deeply rooted in your Father's eyes you wonder if this is all a dream. That you'll wake up any second. But as with all emotion with him, it is fleeting.

"I see you've found your soul mate." He leans in closely to add "Do not let me remember them or their death will be slower than your mother's. Three days."

With that he slams you into the floor of consciousness shoving you back in to your body as you claw at your throat.

Your eyes water as you see Katsuki. Shaking sobs rack your body as you scream into his throat.

"NEVER FOLLOW ME AGAIN!" Its hoarse and raw with emotion, so much so that Katsuki stiffens. He runs soothing circles onto your back as you come undone in front if him. Repeating over and over again into his tear soaked neck.

"I can't let him remember. I can't let him remember."

A/N Oops I dont know why I wrote this but here have it. It was originally supposed to be like a cute slice of life AU for Majo but I'm finding out I dont work that way.

[kyanve]

So this is what happens when I get stuck on hold at work enough.

That certainly is a whole lot of Alexei the Peryton being derpy, including going owl-style Full Orb, a phenomenon I highly suggest finding videos of.