#Do they have a trio nickname? I feel like they should but I don't know what it is

[liridusart]

I'll always love these nerds

ID: A digital drawing of Misa, L, and Light from Death Note. L is sitting on a single red sofa, holding a cupcake in one hand, and holding pink, heart tinted glasses over his head with the other. He's looking up to the side at Misa, wearing his usual white shirt and jeans. Misa is sitting in the right arm of the chair, turning to look at L. She's holding a cupcake in one hand; her other hand pointing to glasses on her head that match L's. She's wearing a black halter top adorned with a modified harness and chains, a red plaid mini skirt, fishnets and fingerless gloves. She's smiling brightly at L, seemingly in mid-conversation. Light is handcuffed to L, standing behind the sofa on the other side of Misa. He's wearing an open, plum shirt over a black tee with jeans. He's rolling his eyes, pink heart sunglasses hanging from his shirt. A cupcake is on a plate, resting on the arm of the chair in front of him. The wall behind them is covered with paneled pink wallpaper with hearts and diamonds. END ID

[midnite-c6]

ive been thinking of a scenario where namgyu’sgf!reader has been secretly hooking up with thanos as pay back for namgyu being a shitty boyfriend.. makes me die😩

meow so hot bruh thanos is so sexy it makes me so sad 😿 NEED THAT! pt. 2 | pt. 3

thanos(choi su-bong) x nam-gyu'sgf!reader imagine!! <33

warnings: 18+, cheating

you, nam-gyu, and su-bong were truly a powerful trio, you guys were all tight-woven friends being stringed together of partying and drugs before you decided to start dating nam-gyu, nothing changed much, but it was weird to know what was once your homie is now someone you fuck on the daily.

sadly, now nam-gyu just sucks, as a boyfriend, and as a person in general. he doesn't even take the time of his day to touch or even kiss you! ignoring all your texts with an "i'm busy." was stupid! he was stupid! what was he doing in the club anyway?? was he banging another chick?? why shouldn't you do the same?

you'd go visit his club in search of your boyfriend, only running into su-bong, or thanos as he's known for. "señorita?" oh that nick-name you were so familiar of. you'd think su-bong would still be out of the country, since he's gotten that big rap battle overseas, or because he's trying to escape his debt but you're still pleased to see run into him. "su-bong!, damn it, have you seen nam-gyu?" he pouted dramatically "i haven't seen you in weeks and ya' immediately talk about your boyfriend? whore." the last word was mumbled under his breath. you roll your eyes, you were used to giving and getting mean nicknames anyway, "fuck you, i heard that! but.. c'mon, have you??" "of course not, i just got here, angel, why are you looking for him?" you sigh. "because he's my boyfriend. what else?" thanos just remained looking at you, as if telling you to spill more. ".. and i think he's fucking another girl." he gasps, as a sarcastic reaction, "whaaat? no way, who would've thought." you furrow your brows. "what?! you know about this??" he shakes his head, chuckling to himself "nah. but he's a man, and the same pussy gets old after some time." he said, like it was a matter-of-fact thing that you should know.

"oh that jerk, i'm gonna fucking kill hi-" thanos pulls you back to him. "don't blame the guy, it's just normal boy stuff, you get it, right?" you scoff, "no. plus, my pussy doesn't just ... "get old!" " he tilts his head, "ehhhh. you've been dating for like what, 1 year? even i'll get pretty tired of it." you groaned. "i didn't ask you, su-bong. i know he's... he's better than that." he places a hand on the back of your neck, lightly petting you. "mmmm, if you think about it, if he's fucking another girl, how does it make you feel, babe?" you don't think, you respond immediately. "angry! that's what." "...and?" "it makes me want to ..i dunno. do something."

"guess you're in luck that i came here then."

"huh?" and before you know it, you're being dragged to one of the VIP rooms..

nsfw below!!->

"fuck.. man, all that days of fucking and god, he hasn't even stretched this cunt." he says as he guides your hips in a speedened pace, being kind enough to push his hips up to the rhythm of yours, he'd moan out from how you were clenching him. "p-please.."

"you're so tight, shit." in these moments, you'd forget about your shitty boyfriend, how you're cheating on nam-gyu inside his very own club. thanos pulls out before the two of you could ever release, making you go on your knees as he lines up his dick right inside your mouth. you could see him grabbing his phone and facing it above you, a red light near the camera. the video captured your muffled, disgusting moans against his dick, you seemed challenged, it seemed like you were trying to prove you were still good at it. it could also capture su-bong's praises, ones you could barely hear.

"you're doing so goood.."

"how could anyone ever get tired of this cunt?."

"you should look at yourself right now, baby."

and after all that, he'd place you on his lap, it wasn't much of an aftercare, but it was good enough.

"you enjoyed it? yeah?" you nod. "i just .. hope he doesn't find out..hmph.." "yeah, yeah, he's my best friend, can't let that happen." you smiled from the assurance, resting your head on su-bong's shoulders. you were too fucked out to hear how he was tapping the send button on his phone, sending his good ol' homie the video of you sucking his cock, typing away to send the text 'got your fine shyt sucking me off bro, what happened?', they're both jerks, guess the both of them really can't care less about you and your feelings huhu :<

also dat pussy is power 🙏🏻 this is so mean to namgyu but at rhe same time the prompt is so hot. hehe.

[22ayla21]

I have two Idea now about amphoreus male husband

I love your writing! 🤭✨

This is the first one :

How trio amphoreus husband( separate) react to their wife get Flirted by a man who don't even know she is already married, the man just thought the ring in her finger is just a accessories.

You are very brave... but not very smart

The reaction of the men of Amphoreus when a stranger decides to flirt with his wife, not knowing that she is already married

Mydei notices immediately that someone has dared to flirt with his wife. His eyes instantly become colder, and his gaze acquires a predatory focus, as if he is assessing the prey before striking. He does not make a scene, does not intervene immediately, but first watches how his wife will react. If she coldly brushes off the impudent man, he will only smirk and mentally praise her.

If the man is too persistent, Mydei approaches his wife and simply stands next to her. He does not say a word, just stands, towering over the situation, his arms crossed over his chest. The very fact of his presence is more pressing than any warning.

When the man finally understands that this terrifying crown prince of Kremnos is her husband, Mydei only smirks. Without malice, but with a clear subtext: "You're in trouble, buddy." He does not make scenes of jealousy, because he knows his wife and trusts her. But if the man continues to pester, Mydei will step forward and say something like, "You're very brave. But you should be smarter."

In extreme cases, if the man doesn't get the hint, he simply puts his hand on his wife's waist, pulling her toward him. Or, even better, he takes her hand and lazily plays with her ring, showing that it's not just jewelry.

He doesn't raise his voice or threaten, but his posture, tone, and icy gaze do the trick. Even the most self-confident suitors usually quickly realize that it's best to retreat.

Anaxa does not make a scene, but his expression becomes stony, and his gaze becomes piercing and appraising. It is as if he is calculating whether it is worth wasting energy on eliminating this misunderstanding or whether it is better to wait until his wife sorts everything out herself.

If the man goes too far, Anaxa casually mentions something like, “How interesting your method of communicating with other people’s wife's is” or “It’s amazing how careless some people are in choosing an object for flirting.” He does not make any sudden movements, but simply comes closer, standing behind his wife or next to her, creating an invisible but tangible comfort zone around her. His height and posture alone can make another man think.

Anaxa does not give in to emotions, but steel appears in his voice. If the man continues, he asks something like, “Are you this persistent with all married women?” - and in a voice that makes it clear that it is better to answer correctly. If a man considers a ring on his wife's finger to be just an ornament, Anaxa can calmly remark: "I wonder if your jaw is just an accessory, too?" Depending on his mood, he can hug his wife around the waist, kiss her temple, or simply call her by an affectionate nickname so that the rival has no doubts.

If he sees that his wife herself cheerfully and confidently puts the man in his place, he simply stays aside, watching the situation with a slight grin.

But if the flirting goes too far. Then the voice becomes icy, the smile disappears, and the man feels that an unknown weight is suffocating him. Even if Anaxa does not say a word, it becomes clear to everyone: it's time to apologize and leave.

At first, he watches. Phainon does not immediately intervene if he sees a man trying to flirt with his wife. He evaluates the situation, her facial expression, the tone of her voice. If she is clearly annoyed, he acts faster.

If the suitor is too persistent, Phainon approaches and calmly places his hand on his wife's waist or shoulder, while casting a silent warning glance at the stranger. He does not immediately reveal his identity, but rather asks with a slight grin: "Well, I hope you at least asked her husband for permission to flirt with her?"

If she laughs or enjoys the situation (knowing that Phainon is nearby), he only smirks slyly, allowing her to "deal" with the suitor herself. But if she feels discomfort, this is a reason for quick intervention.

If the suitor persists, even after hints, Phainon may feign indifference, but say something like: "You know, you're not the first one to mistake her ring for an accessory. But the previous one was smarter - he realized his mistake in time." He does not make a scene or behave aggressively. He simply takes his wife by the hand or puts his arm around her shoulders, leading her away, leaving the suitor to digest what happened.

Despite the outward calm, if someone has gone too far in flirting with his wife, Phainon will not forget it. He will not do anything right away, but the person who crossed the line may feel invisibly "pushed away" from Amphoreus's society in the future. Phainon knows how to make unpleasant people cease to exist in his world, without even realizing why.

[ericshoney]

First Period ~ Brothers!Sturniolo Triplets

Summary: Your in LA with Nick, Matt and Chris, only to have your first period.

Warnings: possible swearing, nicknames, period talk, mentions of pads, tampons, underwear, blood, crying, cramps, fluff

Readers age: 12

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You were on summer break from school and allowed to be in LA with Nick, Matt and Chris as long as you weren't too much trouble for them.

The four of you had planned to go shopping for the day. It would be simple and relaxed, however you had woken up with a slight stomach ache and cramps. You did your usual bathroom routine, not experiencing anything unusual.

After showering and getting dressed for the day, you joined your brothers in the kitchen. Nick greeted you first and noticed you rubbing your stomach.

"You okay, sweetheart?" He asked.

"Yeah, just a small stomach ache and some cramps." You answered.

Nick nodded and looked to Matt and Chris who both looked slightly worried. Your mum had warned them about your periods, saying they should be coming soon.

"Bub don't get mad when we ask you this." Chris began.

"When you go to the bathroom, is there any blood?" Matt continued.

"Blood? Like my period?" You asked.

"Yeah, look mum told us you're at the age where you might start." Nick replied.

"No not yet." You answered.

"Okay but if you do, let us know." Chris said.

You nodded and had some breakfast before you all went out for the day.

It was a warm day in LA, as you walked around the mall, drifting in and out of stores. Your cramps still hadn't gone away, but started to get worse as you headed home.

When you made it home, you ran to the nearest bathroom and saw your underwear was now red. Your period had started. Literally a few hours after you had a talk with the guys.

You whined a bit, feeling another painful cramp. As it was your first period, you weren't sure what you were more comfortable with and with how long you were taking, your brothers started to worry.

"Hey petal, you okay?" Matt asked, knocking on the door.

"It happened." You mumbled.

"What did bub, your period?" Nick called.

"Uh huh. What do I use?" You asked.

"Just hang on a minute, sweetheart." Nick said.

Chris and Matt looked at the eldest, seeing him run upstairs to his room. Nick ran to his bathroom and opened a drawer to pull out a pack of pads and a pack of tampons, before coming back downstairs to you.

"Can you open the door a bit, babe?" He asked.

You mumbled and unlocked the door, letting Nick open the door a bit, passing you both packs. You re-locked the door as he closed it.

"Okay sweetheart, one is pads, one is tampons. Just try which one is more comfortable for you and we'll be right here if you need anything." He said softly.

"Okay." You mumbled.

You looked at both packs and tried which one was more comfortable for you. Once you were comfy, you washed up and opened the door to see the trio sat on the floor by the door.

"Hey kid, come here." Chris said, opening his arms.

You hugged him tightly, crying as another cramp caused you pain. He rubbed your back.

"I just messaged mum so she's aware, let's get you a hot water bottle, some comfier clothes and a movie, sound good petal?" Matt asked.

"Yeah, sorry this happened." You said.

"Don't be sorry, darling, it's part of being a girl." Nick said.

"Don't feel embarrassed, we're your brothers, we're here to help." Chris added.

You nodded and smiled, hugging your brothers, happy they weren't grossed out and happy to help you.

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Tags:

@lgbtq-girl @mattsfavbigtitties @onelesslonelygirlbieber6 @riowritesitall @sturniolo-fann

[epicthemusical]

Trio to Solo

Okay so this all started with my friend mentioning the idea of Polites having an Achilles rage moment over Odysseus dying and then it just grew into this massive one shot! Anyway there are two fluffy parts that I use to enhance the angst so I hope you guys enjoy! Also @caramellcandy @notsolonedesert @justvea18 here is the idea I mentioned!

Odysseus lays there on the grass with Polites beside him as they gaze up at the stars. He has been so busy lately preparing to become king since his father has been rapidly deteriorating. The exhaustion and stress help him learn to enjoy these small moments that he took for granted. He doesn't know how Polites always managed to stay so happy all the time. He turns on his side to look at his friend.

"Hey Polites, how do you always greet the world with open arms?"

Polites turns toward him and reaches out for his hand fingers intertwining with his. The moonlight makes Polites glow faintly with his soft smile and unruly curls barely contained with his headband.

"Its easy for me to greet the world with open arms when you are my world. How could I refuse any part of you?"

The love and warmth in those brown eyes is overwhelming enough that he feels like he is drowning in it. Why does Polites always leave him breathless like this in these soft moments they share.

"That and well this world could always use more kindness. I like to think that I can make a difference in this world that has so much pain and hate. Being kind can change everything."

Odysseus never can fully understand how Polites stays so optimistic but he loves it all the same just like everything else about him. Even now bathed in moonlight he shines like a brilliant star, softer than his usual bright sunshine yet still bright enough to light up the world around him. He gently places his hand on Polites cheek with a soft smile.

"I hope you never change Polites."

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Polites stares as the body of his friend, his love is brought back to camp lifeless and covered in blood, so much blood. He grabs the shoulder of a nearby soldier.

"what happened."

His tone is cold but he can't get himself to care. He needs to know what happened, why is Odysseus laying there dead when he should be alive, his eyes sparkling as he comes up with another plan and laughing that deep laugh he always loved hearing.

"We had a ceasefire but someone from the enemy side attacked him from behind...we were to late to save him."

Polites freezes as unfamiliar heat flares to life, rage. They not only dared take Odysseus from him but they attacked him from behind like a coward?! He releases their shoulder not noticing the wince he had drawn from his tight grip and marches to his tent. He pulls on his armor and grabs his sword before he heads out only for Eurylochus to block his path.

"Get out of my way Eury."

Despite the childhood nickname his furious tone leaves no room for negotiation. Eurylochus looks exhausted as he also is grieving for Odysseus but he still refuses to back down.

"Polites please don't do this! This isn't what Odysseus would want!"

"Odysseus is dead! They took him from us, they took him from me! I'm going out there and nothing you say or do will stop me!"

Eurylochus is shocked at the pure venom in his voice and Polites takes that chance to leave ignoring any pleading for him to stop. He doesn't stop instead heading straight onto the battlefield. He dives into the thick of the fight as he cuts down enemy after enemy.

"Hey Polites, how do you always greet the world with open arms?"

He ignores the blood soaking him as screams grief and anger ringing clearly in his voice while tears stream down his face mixing with red making it look like he is crying blood.

"Its easy for me to greet the world with open arms when you are my world. How could I refuse any part of you?"

How can he care about greeting the world with open arms when his world is dead? He will never see his mischievous grin when he has a prank in mind or hear his laughter so full of life. An arrow lodges in his shoulder but he ignores it continuing to fight.

"That and well this world could always use more kindness. I like to think that I can make a difference in this world that has so much pain and hate. Being kind can change everything."

Odysseus trusted the ceasefire and it ended up killing him, kindness is not possible now that they killed him like cowards. He stumbles his vision starting to turn fuzzy as another arrow strikes his leg.

"I hope you never change Polites."

At last his body can't take anymore and he collapses to the ground. Tears continue falling as his vision fades to black.

I'm sorry Ody.. I couldn't stay kind like you wanted...

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Eurylochus and Polites head over to their meeting spot waiting for Odysseus to join them. As they settle down by the olive tree when something small and hard smacks them on the head. They look up and sure enough Odysseus sits there cackling like the gremlin he is holding a handful of pebbles.

They glance at each other smirking before Eurylochus grabs hold of Odysseus leg and tugs him down. Odysseus tumbles to the ground with a yelp and it's their turn to laugh. He stands up brushing the dirt of his chiton and acts annoyed but he is barely containing his own laughter.

"yeah, yeah laugh all you want I was going to share something with you but now I might not since your being jerks."

Predictably the laughter stops as Eurylochus tries to act like he isn't curious while Polites doesn't even try to hide it.

"what is it? Can't you please tell us! We're sorry for laughing!"

Odysseus acts like he is thinking about it just to watch them get impatient and finally breaks once Polites brings out his puppy dog eyes. Odysseus laughs and takes off the bag he had on him.

"okay I'll show you."

He reaches in and pulls out three cups and a wineskin.

"I snuck some of the good wine from the cellar at home."

Both Eurylochus and Polites look interested. They were still considered too young for wine. Polites does look a bit conflicted and Odysseus elbows him.

"Come on Polites live a little!"

Polites rolls his eyes with a bright grin as Odysseus hands out the cups.

""I'm not that bad Ody! I'm just not as much of a troublemaker as you!"

Eurylochus snorts with a sparkle in his eyes.

"Yeah right we all know you can cause just as much trouble as Odysseus."

Polites gasps dramatically trying to hold back laughter along with Eurylochus and Odysseus.

"Lies, I'm just a perfect little angel!"

They can't hold it in anymore and all burst into laughter. It takes a while before they calm down even then they are a little out of breath. The don't mind though because this moment is so happy with all of them together, they wouldn't trade this for the world. Odysseus pours some wine into their cups. Polites raises his cup with a grin.

"Let's toast to having each other's backs!"

Eurylochus and Odysseus raise their cups as well letting them clink together.

"No matter what happens and where we go, we will always have each other!"

All their voices ring out together as they drink down the wine. They spend the rest of the night laughing and joking occasionally wrestling. By the end they are curled up asleep in a tangled heap with cheeks aching from smiling so much.

The next morning they will come to regret the wine when they get a stern lecture while having pounding headaches but they will still treasure the memory of that night and the promise they made.

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Eurylochus was right there when Odysseus was cut down, he was right there and yet he couldn't do anything to stop it. He follows as the men carry Odysseus back to camp and his initial denial and shock fade away leaving only overwhelming grief. He should be heading back into battle but instead he thinks of how Polites must know of Odysseus death and he attempts to push down his grief.

Polites will need him there and he refuses to leave him alone in his grief. While Odysseus is was his brother and dear friend he knows Odysseus meant so much more to Polites. While Odysseus loved Polite in his own way the love Polites had was left mostly unrequited once Penelope had entered the picture.

He leaves his sword in his tent and heads towards Polites hearing whispers along the way of his reaction to Odysseus death. He speeds up very much concerned about his friend. He had expected Polites to be devasted and grieving, for him to hide in his tent but to his shock and horror he spots Polites in full armor and a terrifying look on his face. It shows anger beyond anything he had expected from Polites of all people. He steps up to block his path.

"Polites please don't do this! This isn't what Odysseus would want!"

"Odysseus is dead! They took him from us, they took him from me!" I'm going out there and nothing you say or do will stop me!"

Eurylochus is sent reeling at the pure venom in Polites voice. This is a side of Polites he has never before seen and it terrifies him just how angry he is. But even with all the anger he can hear the underlying grief that is no doubt threatens to drown him. He continues to plead for Polites to stop but quickly realizes its useless as his friend continues onward.

Eurylochus curses himself for leaving his sword behind, he had expected to be comforting Polites not fighting. Polites had always focused mostly on being a medic to avoid hurting others as much as possible so the fact he is rushing into battle without even stopping to grieve leaves him with a sinking feeling in his gut. Polites is being beyond reckless and he knows its up to him to make sure he doesn't end up killing himself.

He grabs his sword as quickly as he can before rushing back into the fight searching frantically for Polites in the chaos of battle. There- he spots him in the crowd and he can feel hope start to well up at the sight of his friend who is still alive.

That hope falls flat as an arrow strikes Polites in the leg and he staggers before collapsing. Eurylochus carves his way through the crowd with desperation he rarely ever feels as fear starts creeping in.

no, no please don't let him die!

He finally reaches him and his knees hit the dirt hard as he turns Polites over trying to assess the damage if he is still alive. He flinches at the bloody tear tracks and glossy eyes.

"no..no Polites you can't leave me too!"

He searches for a heartbeat no matter how faint ignoring the logical part telling him that Polites is already gone. He can't...he can't be the last one left. Not only had he failed to keep them both alive but Polites also died alone. Polites always hated being alone yet he failed to be there for him.

He holds onto Polite's already cooling hand and something inside him cracks and breaks.He holds onto Polites as a few tears fall onto Polites as a sort of numb feeling spreads through him. He knows exactly what's happening, he is going into shock, but he can't find it in himself to care.

Eurylochus is bigger than Polites as he cradles Polites close reminded of how both Odysseus and Polites complained about how unfair it was that he was taller than them. In return he teased them about being shorter. He knows they are not short he is simply really tall but that didn't stop him.

"No matter what happens and where we go, we will always have each other!"

The memory of the day they all swore to always be there for each other only serves to make him feel heavier with grief. Maybe he should let himself join them it wouldn't be hard to let the enemy kill him and then they could joke around again, together.

He is reminded of the chaotic fighting surrounding him once again when someone blocks a strike aimed at him and he can't help the small part of him that's disappointed as he looks up to see Elpenor. Elpenor who looks devasted as he looks towards Polites. Elpenor who saw Polites as a father figure.

"Eurylochus please don't give up, everyone needs you!"

That's right, he is the only one left, as second in command he has to take the lead and keep everyone safe. He has to think of men that are left which means he can't let himself join Polites and Odysseus yet. He pieces himself back together as best he can be and takes a deep breath before gently letting go of Polites and stands up sword in hand.

"Okay.. let's get this over with."

He spends the rest of the battle fighting not only enemy soldiers but the grief and rage trying to drown him. He will not let himself give in and get himself killed. The enemy finally retreats and Eurylochus is finally able to go back to Polites.

He carefully picks him up making sure to close Polites eyes and starts heading back to camp as small cracks start appearing in his defenses letting in a trickle of self hate. He ignores everyone heading straight towards Odysseus tent and lays Polites down beside him.

His breath hitches as a wave of emotion hits him seeing both of his childhood friends laying there next to each other. He pushes through instead grabbing a bowl of water and a washcloth. Gently he removes their helmets and armor before washing away all the blood and grime from battle.

Being clean leaves them looking at peace and he can almost pretend they are just sleeping but the blood stained clothes remind him of the reality. They are dead and nothing will bring them back.

It's too much and finally his defenses crumble and a tidal wave of grief, self hate, and worst of all anger. Anger towards Polites and Odysseus for dying and leaving him behind. He collapses on his knees and chokes on sobs.

They left him alone and no matter how much he hates himself for it, he can't help but blame them especially Polites. At the same time he blames himself for failing to keep them safe. He should have reacted faster to stop the attack on Odysseus. He should have never left his sword at his tent making him waste precious time retrieving it, time that could have been used saving Polites.

It takes hours for him to calm down enough to think beyond his devastation. He looks at Polites before he unties Polites headband leaving the curls to fall over his face with nothing holding them back. The headband is tied around the hilt of his sword, a reminder to never let go of his sword again until the war is over and he gets the others home.

He then unpins the golden owl brooch he always wore, one of his most treasures objects because he got it as a way to be closer with Athena, and clips it to his chiton. A new more dangerous anger wells up, anger towards Athena. He knows it's dangerous and will keep those feelings locked up tight but shouldn't Athena have kept her warrior safe? Why did she let him die like that?

Eurylochus washes his face hoping to get rid of majority of the evidence from crying and takes a deep breath before heading out. He swears to himself to get the others home if it's the last thing he does. It's the least he can do after failing both of his brothers. Everybody notices the red headband on his sword fluttering in the wind and the owl brooch that stay with him the entire way home.

[sweetbunpura]

I'll see you in my dreams....

The way Malleus has transformed in front of them with hardly a sound was terrifying. He struck before most of them even had a chance to counter. Yuu pulled Grim close to her as thorny vines started invading everything.

"Malleus!" Yuu has dropped the nickname. "What are you doing!?"

"If you're all locked away in your dreams, you'll never leave or age." He slowly approached them. "You'll be with me forever."

Grim started charging his fire magic as Yuu backed up. She flinched as thorns pressed into her back.

"Stay back!" Grim growled, although Yuu could feel his body trembling.

Malleus reached out...only to jump back as a concentrated blast of fire magic nearly hit him. Yuu blinked as Rollo appeared in front of her, his bell staff pointed at Malleus and his arm pulled Yuu and Grim protectively against his back.

"Flamme, how wonderful that you've joined us."

"Release your spell on the others!"

"Why don't you and Child of Man join them instead? They're dreaming peacefully." Malleus sends a few magic spells their way, which Rollo counters with his own.

"I knew you'd be the cause of some catastrophic event, but I was unaware that it would be an overblot." Rollo growled. "And all of this for what, Draconica? For you to stop being lonely? We will still age regardless of your best efforts."

Malleus narrowed his eyes. "With this, Lilia doesn't retire and Child of Man stays here. Surely, she has told you of what she had the first years have been up to?"

Rollo nods. "She sat me down and told me everything."

"And you are so willing to let her return? To let the love of your life slip through your hands?"

"I've come to terms with it and so should you. Now quit acting like your toy has been taken away and release your spell."

Yuu spoke up. "Malleus, I never wanted to hurt you. And you know I've been trying to go back for the entire school year. Please, do not let this be the last thing I remember you for."

Malleus took a deep breath. "Forgive me, you three..."

The vine slowly creeped up their legs.

"For trying to separate such a lovely couple and their familiar."

The vines wrapped around the trio, locking them together and forcing Rollo's staff to return.

"Have a wonderful dream..." Malleus turned his back and walked away.

"Rolls...I'm sorry." Yuu felt her conscious start to slip as she heard Rollo mutter.

"My apologizes as well...I couldn't protect you."

[rose-red-ink]

Minimal context starboard from our One Piece server

These are mostly by me and @incomingalbatross who is a hilarious human being and I adore her

I'm ngl I think being a clown would help Yonji's mental state

Babies are commodities right? That's why you have them?

...answering a Tumblr ask and talking about one of my Water 7 song choices

I came THIS CLOSE to saying Franky "went off the rails" after losing Tom

He's a literalist!! He puts his money where his mouth is!!🤣

he puts his money where his sword is (mouth)

Instead of "explain it like I'm five," Strawhats say "explain it like I'm Luffy"

Monet utilized girl power but she did NOT do it well

Robin would LOVE Mina. Girl who is smart and likes information and loves her people AND likes spooky graveyards? Perfect

Franky likes Dracula because it has trains in it

Mihawk; I miss my wife, Croc. I miss her a lot

...now I'm thinking about Arlong-Nami and Zeff-Sanji in juxtaposition

Arlong: "This is my Precious and Irreplaceable Cartographer :) she's so happy to be here :) Right Nami?"

Zeff: "This is my STUPID GARBAGE SOUS-CHEF who needs to LEAVE ALREADY"

In WCI;

Sanji; "They threatened Zeff"

Nami; "Oh!" (Has no idea what inflection to add to that "oh")

bc "they threatened arlong" ends in the best moment of Nami's life

New chapter!! Finally featuring my son who has every complex 💙

Law: the audience is looking at me. quick I gotta be Edgy

Your liklihood to get a stupid nickname is directly equivilent to how long it's been since Luffy talked with Makino, the only person on the planet who can make him remember manners exist

Her mom really did sell her to One Direction the Bege Pirates :/

Barto would be a Snuggly Duckling patron if he were in Tangled

🎶HE'S GOT A DREAM

HE'S GOT A DREAM

HE JUST WANTS TO SEE THE FUTURE PIRATE KING🎶

By Child Abandonment Year he looks like this

Romance Asexual Dawn Trio

"not my circus, not my monkeys" is a much funnier phrase in One Piece

Sengoku is chanting it to himself whenever a member of Garp's family OTHER than Garp makes world news again

he got to buy his crew's lives for the low low prices of letting these dweebs torture him. he is Winning right now

the ONE thing Mihawk and Buggy can bond over actually

Mihawk one day, in passing: "Why is Red-Hair like this and how do I get him to stop"

Buggy: "If you find out, LET ME KNOW"

[Heart Pirates Groupchat] CaptainPicard; "That's not respectful enough. Also stop changing my name to different fictional captains"

WhaleI'llBe; Yessir!

Calzone's name has been changed to Calzone-san

CaptainAmerica: .....I guess that's better?

I love it in Zou when he's like "TIME TO LET MYSELF THINK ABOUT MY CREW AGAIN" and he just walks away from the Strawhats immediately

"I am allowed to Feel Again"

...

...

"MY GUYS--"

when dating would be Too Much but your crush coughing blood onto your face on purpose is fine

Mihawk: Dear Perona, Did you know Gothic interiors were actually brightly painted and filled with light? The idea of them as dark or ominous places...

Perona, shoving the postcard in Zoro's face: WHY is he RUINING MY DREAMS

In their final duel, Zoro should slash him (Mihawk) across the chest and tell him to fight him someday

"just kill me, Roronora >:("

"It's still too early for you to die."

"I'm fourty two!"

"My name is Roronora Zoro! Learn about yourself! Learn about the world! and become strong!"

"I'VE BEEN TRAVERSING THE SEAS SINCE YOU WERE AN INFANT, WHELP OF A BOY"

GUYS STOP SAYING "REMEMBER WHEN--" I DO. YOUR SHOW HAS SUCESSFULLY BEEN INGRAINED INTO MY HEART AND PERSONALITY. I DON'T NEED THE FLASHBACKS I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT THESE CHARACTERS

wait is Usopp a hobbit

(Modern AU, the Strawhats with a car) You are Harlord and you're driving your wife Linda and your two kids down to Florida to go to Disney world. You start to hear the faint hum of music coming up on the lane behind you. The car is next to your for long enough for you to see the driver being lightly....STRANGLED?! By a young woman in the passenger seat and you don't even have time to be alarmed bc he had just tried to do a U turn in front of you and she's stopped him. You can hear music bc the windows are down and there's a skeleton playing the violin and singing a sea shanty while a tiny reindeer asks a woman with too many arms for "five more minutes" on his IPad. You smell cigarette smoke. A man is sitting crosslegged on the roof. Smoking. As the car hurtles down the highway at 70 mph. And as they zoom by, the last thing you hear is loud laughter as a teenager crawls his way out of the window with too-long limbs and splays himself out on the grill of the car.

[beanxiv]

hi beanie i saw u were asking for reqs for other fandoms so i came to the rescue ! have u seen that trend where someone's significant other says ily and they don't say it back?? u should do that with the kamaboko trio!!!

SAY IT BACK ! (gender neutral reader)

note: sorry for answering so late anon 😭 this is a very old wip that i dug up from my drafts but i hope u guys enjoy it

warnings: fluff, modern au

tanjirou kamado : his first thought is that maybe you didn't hear him.

he stops dicing up the vegetables he was working on and turns to you. "did you hear me, darling? i said i love you."

"yes, i know." you have to fight to keep a straight face.

you can see the gears turning in his head. "is everything okay?"

"yeah, everything's good."

"are you mad? did something happen- did i do something?" the frown on his face almost makes your façade crumble.

you glance at your phone, hidden away on a nearby shelf where tanjirou can't see it recording him. you struggle between two options, drop the prank and reassure your loving boyfriend, or continue and make yourself feel guilty...

'i might hate myself after this,' you think to yourself before getting your act together.

"no, why would i be mad, tanjirou?"

he's put the knife down by now, and is shifting closer to you, concern lacing his soft features. "are you sure?"

"yes, tanjirou." you nod. your boyfriend freezes.

"what?"

you haven't called him tanjirou since... well, he can't even remember. it was always either an endearing petname or nickname.

you play dumb, tilting your head innocently. "what, is something wrong, tanjirou?"

it seems your boyfriend has finally had enough, "yes, something's wrong! why are you calling me tanjirou? and why haven't you said it back??" his expression is downcast, like a kicked puppy and you finally break.

"i'm sorry, baby." you throw your arms around the brunette, "it's just a prank, don't worry." you point out your phone and tanjirou audibly sighs in relief.

"you really scared me, love. i thought you were mad at me.." he's quick to squeeze you tight to his chest.

"i love you so much, tanji. i'm sorry for pranking you," you say sincerely.

"i'm just glad everything is okay. i don't know what i'd do if you suddenly stopped loving me," tanjirou mumbled against the crown of your head.

you pull away in shock, "'stop loving you'?? as if that's possible?? i'll never stop loving you, so don't say things like that."

tanjirou giggles, "i'll never stop loving you either, darling."

inosuke hashibara : immediately thinks you've lost hearing or something. because why else wouldn't you say it back??

"did you go deaf or something??"

inosuke is staring at you with his hands planted on his hips and a pout on his lips to show his frustration.

"hm? no, i heard you, ino." you mumble without looking up at him, instead focused on a scrolling across the screen of your phone.

inosuke grunts in confusion, "are y'sure?"

"mhm, i heard you." you shift on the couch where you lay so that your back is to inosuke.

and this gesture shocks him. seeing you turn your back towards him.. now he's convinced something's wrong.

"hey! why're ya acting like that??" he pouts harder, his arms moving to cross over his chest.

"like what, ino?" you sigh, turning up the volume off your phone to tick him off.

"i said i love ya and.. y'ignored me!" he moves from where he stood by your head at the armrest to stand in front of the couch, your back still facing him.

"oh, did i?" you shrug, barely acknowledge his movement with a look over your shoulder.

"y..yeah, y'did!" he grumbles, resolve crumbling.

you finally turn to face him, "so? do i have to say it back?" your resolve is crumbling too.. this act is getting hard to keep up.

inosuke's jaw drops, "yeah! f'course you do!" his pout becomes less frustrated and more disappointed, "how am i s'posed to know you love me back if ya don't say it..??"

and that's the final blow to your mask. you sit up hurriedly, standing up to pull him into your arms, "aw.. i'm sorry, ino. of course i love you.. i promise it was just a prank, sorry love."

inosuke melts into your hug until the word prank. he pulls his face away from where it was buried into the crook of your neck. "a prank..? i- i knew that! i just wanted to.. prank you back." he says, knowing that both you and him are aware that it's a poorly strung lie.

you rub his back soothingly, deciding to fuel his ego a bit. "ahh, i see. well.. you really got me then, ino. you had me completely fooled, baby."

zenitsu: poor guy thinks you're gonna leave him 😭

"y/n.. i said i love you." zenitsu looks up from where his head was laid in your lap.

"mhm, i heard." you murmur flatly, eyes on the tv.

his expression twists into concern, "you heard? so.. why didn't you say it back..?"

you shrug, expression still blank. "didn't feel like it, i guess."

zenitsu scrambles off of your lap to sit up on the couch next to you, "you don't love me anymore?"

"i didn't say that," you finally turn to look up at him, schooling your expression.

zenitsu stares at you, wide eyed with worry. "but.. if you don't say it back that means you don't love me.. and if you don't love me that means you don't want to be with me.. and if you don't want to be with me that means you're gonna leave me.. if you leave me..--"

he goes on until you cut him off with a hand on his knee. "zen, it was just a prank. sorry baby."

zenitsu looks down at your hand on his knee before looking up at you, expression confused. "so do you love me?"

"of course i do."

zenitsu lets out a breath that seems to have held all his stress. "oh thank god.." he shifts to pull you into a bone-crushing hug, "don't do that again! what if i had a heart attack??"

"sorry, zen." you grin as he buries his head into the crook of your neck, hand coming to run through his hair. "i love you, zen."

"that's good." he murmurs against your neck, "i love you too."

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[tmnthq17-blog]

Careless Crushing

{A/N: I know that in reality First to Eleven performed this cover, but in this universe, the cover hadn't previously existed; Photo above is what the studio looks like}

Key:

Y/Y/U = Your Youtube Username

Y/N/N = Your Nickname

Y/N: "Howdy, friendly followers! It's me, your friendly neighborhood cover girl. Y/Y/U's the name, and song covers are my game. As always, helping me from behind the scenes are my besties, April O'Neil and Miguel von Ryan. You guys wanna say hi to today's viewers?"

Mikey: "Cowabunga, dudes and dudettes!"

April: "How's it going, folks? Welcome to the channel!"

Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to shed some light on the situation. For as long as they could remember, Y/N, Mikey, and April have been BFFs till the end. For fun, Mikey recorded videos of the girls singing songs from their favorite cartoons when they were kids. One day, who knows how long ago, the trio decided they should post their videos to provide entertainment for those who shared the same passions as them. Once the girls got permission from their parents, the Mad Dogs agreed on one condition. Since mutants had to be kept a secret from other humans, Mikey had to operate behind the scenes.

Today, April and Mikey had one specific cover that they wanted their friend to perform. The week before, April had done a quick video message to their viewers that they needed some of them to request a cover of "I Don't Care" by Ed Sheeran & Justin Bieber. Her reasoning behind the request was a simple one. In vain, she and Mikey had tried to convince Y/N to reveal her feelings for Donnie face-to-face. So, they decided to use her commitment to the satisfaction of her friends, followers, and fans to give her the emphasized push she needed. That got the viewers buzzing with excitement, and they all agreed to take part in the duo's little experiment.

Now back to the present, the three of them were ready, set, and excited to get this show going, two of the three especially. Y/N gave a quick nod once her friends had finished their greeting and decided to carry on with what she thought was yet to come.

Y/N: "Alright, let's see what you guys are asking for today."

Y/N glanced to the side to scan the chat for song requests. Every one of them was for one song, and one song only.

Y/N: "'I Don't Care' by Ed Sheeran and Justin B. Uh, well, I guess if that's what the fans want, we should give them just that."

Y/N's cheery, carefree smile shifted to that of a look of nervousness. Mikey and April shared a fist bump from underneath the studio's mix table, out of Y/N's line of sight. Their plan was working perfectly. Now all they had to do was let the magic happen while they waited for the final part of their surprise to show up. Y/N then took a deep breath to calm her nerves, necessary now more than ever, and gave her friends the signal to begin the music.

{A/N: Start the video at 0:08; Bold and underlined is wherever I've changed the lyrics; Lyrics in parentheses is part of the prerecorded background music; Stop the video at 4:44}

Y/N (April):

I'm at a party I don't wanna be at

And I don't ever wear a suit and tie, yeah

Wondering if I could sneak out the back

Nobody's even looking me in my eyes

Can you take my hand

Finish my drink, sayin', "Shall we dance?" (Hell, yeah)

You know I love ya, did I ever tell ya?

You make it better like that

Don't think I fit in at this party

Everyone's got so much to say (Yeah)

I always feel like I'm nobody, mm

Who wants to fit in anyway?

'Cause I don't care when I'm with my darlin' D

All the bad things disappear

And you're making me feel like maybe I am somebody

I can deal with the bad nights

When I'm with my darlin' D

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

'Cause I don't care as long as you just hold me near

You can take me anywhere

And you're making me feel like maybe I am somebody

I can deal with the bad nights

When I'm with my darlin' D

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

We at a party we don't wanna be at

Tryna talk, but we can't hear ourselves

Read your lips, I'd rather kiss 'em right back

With all these people all around

I'm frozen in anxiety

But I'm told it's where we're s'posed to be

You know what? It's kinda crazy 'cause I really don't mind

When you make it better like that

Don't think we fit in at this party

Everyone's got so much to say, oh yeah, yeah

When we walked in, I said *chuckles* I'm sorry, mm

But now I think that we should stay

'Cause I don't care when I'm with my darlin' D

All the bad things disappear

Yeah, you're making me feel like maybe I am somebody

I can deal with the bad nights

When I'm with my darlin' D

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

(Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)

'Cause I don't care as long as you just hold me near

You can take me anywhere

Yeah, you're making me feel like I'm loved by somebody

I can deal with the bad nights

When I'm with my darlin' D

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (no)

I don't like nobody but it's like you're the only one here

I don't like nobody but you, darlin', I don't care

I don't like nobody but you, I hate everyone here

I don't like nobody but you, darlin', yeah

'Cause I don't care (Don't care)

When I'm with my darlin' D (Oh yeah)

All the bad things disappear (Disappear)

And you're making me feel like maybe I am somebody (Maybe I'm somebody)

I can deal with the bad nights (With the bad nights)

When I'm with my darlin' D

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Ooh, yeah, yeah)

'Cause I don't care as long as you just hold me near (Me near)

You can take me anywhere (Anywhere, anywhere)

And you're making me feel like I'm loved by somebody

(I'm loved by somebody, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I can deal with the bad nights

When I'm with my darlin' D

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

{A/N: Just to give you an idea of what's to come}

Towards the end, Donnie had quietly snuck into the studio, donning his human disguise, while giving the camera the signal to keep quiet about his little surprise visit. Once the song was over, he quickly spun her into a surprise kiss full of love, longing, and the relief of knowing that he wasn't alone in his feelings for Y/N. Y/N, though utterly frozen in shock, quickly lost all her inhibitions as she reciprocated his act of pure love.

All the while, they couldn't thank April and Mikey enough for what they had done. As a way of repaying her, Y/N figured she'd set April and Leo up for a date. This proved successful because a few years later, the happy couples had a double wedding and eventually became the godparents to each of the other couple's children. I guess it just goes to show...

There is nothing wrong with a little careless crushing on the one you love.

[tsarinatorment]

Hi, Tsari! I am quite new to the Trials of Apollo fandom and new to the whole Percy Jackson Universe in general. I have already read some of your fics and they are all so beautifully written with the perfect wording and eloquence. All those heart-warming scenes that totally could fit in the actual books always warm my heart. Thank you.

I have a question though. Sorry if you've already answered something similar.

So, I'm thinking a lot about that scene where Apollo admits he forgot Yan, Gracie and Jerry's existence and I think that's only because of the whole mortal brain is so weak thing. He cares about his children even before they would arrive at Camp. As the God of Knowledge, he must remember everything especially people he loves. So, do you think would he feel embarrassment or guilt after ascending into Godhood again?

I think he would definitely apologize to them and basically re-introduce himself and would tell them he loves them no matter what happens and he is so proud of them how they handled themselves at Nero's tower. I just imagine a cute scene with lots of tears from the kids as well as from him. Also, first his kids would be definitely worried why a powerful God would want to talk to them. They don't know Apollo yet and Will or any other of their older siblings one day would just nonchalantly drop the bomb that they should go to the cabin bc Apollo is waiting for them to talk about something. They would definitely be terrified even if they got some stories about how Apollo is a chill, lay back father. But knowing something and experiencing something is two different things.

Oh, the angst, can you imagine? Poor Apollo is already on the edge blaming himself for his stupid mistake thinking he would never be able to repair their relationship and the first thing he notices that his kids are afraid of him. And then throughout the scene everything resolves and the kids understand that they are allowed and encouraged to express their real feelings and opinions even if that is not so flattening or respectful towards their father. And now they know what their older siblings mean when they say their father is different from the other Gods. So, happy end. Sorry for the long ask.

So, the actual ask is that do you think would he apologize and if yes, how would he do?

I don't know I just love that 3 new kids and there are so little stories about them. I just need them be cute with Apollo. Apollo is a good father and he cares about all of his children.

Hello! Welcome to the fandom, and I'm glad you're enjoying my stuff (I've spotted your name in my emails quite a lot recently; very much appreciated :D)

The TON Trio, as they're usually nicknamed, are fascinating on several levels, because of how they appear and what Apollo says about them, and while it's not something you mentiooned specifically in your ask, the first big question that always crops up with me about them is - how were they claimed?

Like, clearly they are - they're in Cabin Seven, no-one has any doubts that they're his kids - but also, they arrived while he was a mortal. Apollo himself couldn't have claimed them, but if they were still unclaimed they'd be in Cabin Eleven, even if they knew in advance that they were Apollo kids, because camp can't run the risk of putting kids in gods' cabins on their own word because what if the kid is lying? You'll have offended gods left, right and centre and that's not a good thing.

Apollo, ofc, we know would be delighted to let any kids stay in his cabin if he could, but camp politics (or more likely, Zeus' paranoia) has said no, and that still doesn't equate for the slighted gods whose offspring they actually were, etc... But I digress a bit here.

So: Apollo is mortal, Apollo cannot claim his kids, but his kids have still been claimed. This is where my various thoughts about Apollo being the patron of the camp etc. come into play, but specifically the headcanon I have that none of his kids have ever spent a night unclaimed in the camp - the theory that makes the most sense to me, personally, about how the TON trio were claimed, is that Apollo, when first setting the camp's protective borders up (because he was clearly involved with that), built in some sort of catch-all, where the camp can claim his kids on his behalf if he doesn't do it by sundown etc. Given he's the camp's founder, I don't think it's unrealistic to assume that would have been possible to set up, and it also explains how the TON trio are claimed without his personal intervention.

Why did Apollo set something like that up? Because he is, honestly, a good father (by god standards - he is, of course, a terribly neglectful one by mortal standards, but he's very clearly the best of the godly parents, as evidenced by how his kids act around him compared to what we see with other godly parent-demigod child relationships, yes, even Percy and Poseidon, but that is an essay for another time I see that ask in my inbox about their relationship, person who asked; I will get there eventually). His kids adore him, Will is not afraid to call him out on things, Will is not afraid to call out people trying to claim Apollo wants them all dead (see: BOO) even when his dad's been silent for months...

And this all suggests that Apollo is very present in his kids lives (again, by god standards). Will points out that Apollo not answering prayers for a month is weird enough that it worries the cabin, and I don't see why Apollo's dream visits needed to start when they arrived at camp.

So this is a headcanon of mine, admittedly, but I think Apollo lingers in his kid's dreams periodically their entire lives. They just don't know it's Apollo that happens to be the reoccurring figure in their dreams until they get to camp and he can finally introduce himself.

Where does this fit in with the TON trio? Well, this headcanon of mine means that Apollo's been in contact with them since they were very young, too. They don't know it was him, they don't know their absent father is a god, but the contact is there - and then it stops, but it's just dreams so maybe they grew out of that particular dream?

But then they get to camp, they're claimed as Apollo's kids and told by Will, Austin and Kayla about what's happening to their dad at the time. They learn second-hand about the figure in their dreams, and maybe they're disappointed or even resentful that they didn't hear it first-hand, like their siblings did, but they learn.

Then Apollo gets to camp, and he doesn't really recognise them but they don't recognise him, either. This isn't the sunshine goof in their dreams, this is some average-looking teenager with a broken nose that they first saw passed out like a loser in their cabin. It's awkward all around.

Apollo even comments on that, that none of them really react to him, either as their father or as a god. It's all a bit awkward and stilted between them and it's not the meeting any of them, TON trio or Apollo, were hoping for.

So yes, I do think that after this is all over, he spent time with them, back in the form they were familiar with (while this was never mentioned in the epilogue, he definitely spent time with all his kids, not just Will, so it would've happened them). Introduced himself properly, with all the recollections of them back in his mind, possibly even re-claimed them, so they knew that they were, without any doubt, both his and loved.

I don't think they were ever scared of him, though. It's a little hard to be scared of someone you've always known, even if you didn't know it at the time, and also of someone you've seen so low in their own life, especially when your siblings are so comfortable and happy with them.

Not the arrival at camp they deserved, or that Apollo wanted for them, or that in hindsight they wanted, either. But in the end, a little bit out of order, it would have happened.

[willyoubethepookietomypookster]

Hello! I’m not sure if your requests are open, but if they are could I request a Aziraphale x f!reader x Crowley where the reader has long hair and Crowley decides to play a prank on her and while the trio are out for a drive in the Bentley, Crowley rolls the windows down just to mess with the reader’s hair but the prank ends up backfiring because the reader loves the wind and grew out her hair mainly because she likes when the wind blows through her hair?

Thank you so much and Have an ineffable day! I adore your work btw.

"Jokes on You"

Hii!! I thought I wouldn't get around to making this, but your ask really touched me and i thought i should do it anyway. This is definitely the last one tho loll. Reader is 20+ and this can be interpreted as platonic or romantic, its up to you.

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

You had always adored your long hair. The way it subtly cascaded down your shoulders and back like silky strands of thread. Aziraphale and Crowley can say for themselves how many times a day they see you brush it, just to keep it looking neat and nice. Sometimes Aziraphale will style it for you. So will Crowley, with many grumblings, if you ask enough times. You don't wear ponytails anymore though, as Crowley is guaranteed to grab them.

On one particular day, you were cleaning up the bookstore and just doing little errands in general.

"Y/n?" Aziraphale said, right behind you.

"AH!" He had startled you, but you quickly recover.

"What is it Az?"

"Ah, I was just coming to let you know that Crowley and I were going to run an errand."

"Oh, alright. Can I come along?"

Aziraphale looks at you, bewildered.

"I'm not sure you'd find it much fun. Would you really enjoy coming along?" He asks.

You were about to reply when you hear Crowley shout from across the room.

"Just let her come, Angel. Its her own fault if she gets bored."

Aziraphale laughs nervously, and turns back to you.

"Of course you can come! I'm just worried you won't have a good time." He says.

"Oh it's okay, Az. I'll always have a good time with you guys." You reply, kissing him on his cheek.

"Yeah, and we can finally do whatever it is you're always yapping about, quality time is it?" Crowley jokes.

"Oh Crowely.." Aziraphale coos with mock disappointment. "Weren't you the one who begged me to ask our dear Y/n if she wanted to go to The Ritz with us the other night?" Crowley just grumbles and goes back to sipping his alcoholic beverage.

You laugh and playfully hit Aziraphales shoulder.

"Whats the errand?" You ask.

"Just some....shopping." He hesitantly replies. You would normally call him on his bluff, but you decided against it for today. They were letting you come along after all.

"We're taking a cab, right?" Crowley shouts across the room.

"Of course not! You have the beautiful Bentley right there." Aziraphale replies.

"Oh come on angel, I don't want to drive her around for something so trivial. You remember what happened last time?"

"We agreed not to talk about it."

"Yeah yeah-"

"What happened?" You cut in. Aziraphale stops, before giving you a strained smile.

"Nothing, don't worry about it. Let's get going."

Aziraphale takes your arm and links it in his own. He walks you to the car before you guys take your respective seats. You always sit in the back. Aziraphale always offers to switch spots with you, but it would feel almost inappropriate with how long its been. Crowley exits the bookshop soon after, and hops into his car.

"We're heading a bit far away. Like a 45 minute drive. Hope you don't mind cupid." Crowley states, and quickly peels out.

"Oh no, of course not." You reply. You were used to the nickname, so you didn't even mention it. It threw you off so hard when he first called you it, though, and you were checking if he had a fever all day.

Nothing really happened during the first 20 minutes of the drive. The Bentley played a few compromising love songs that left Crowley and Aziraphale blushing, and you blissfully unaware. After the tenth love song in a row, Aziraphale had gotten fully over it, and turned off the radio.

"Well thats enough of that. Any songs you want to play?" Aziraphale miracled and aux cord for you.

"Oh, I'm not sure you'll like what I play.."

"Its fine dear, we won't judge."

"Well..." Crowley cuts in, and Aziraphale shoves him with his elbow. Crowley hesitantly smiles.

"Yeah, we won't judge cupid."

You connect the line to your phone, and start playing your playlists. Some of the songs Crowley loves, some of the songs Aziraphale loves, and some are just for you. At some point, Crowley gets the idea to play a little prank on you. He notices how hard you try to keep your hair neat, and only hesitates for a second before rolling the window down, making your long hair blow all over the place. Aziraphale looks at Crowley appaled, but you just laugh. You laugh and laugh, which surprises both of them. You stick your head fully out of the window, and although its slightly hard to breathe, you don't care. You let the wind make your hair twirl and flit in the cold winter air. After a minute or two, your face starts to get cold, and you return back to the car. Crowley looks back at you and laughs.

"You look like you got electrocuted darling. You're hair is frazzled and your cheeks are all red." Aziraphale says. You laugh, and soon you're all laughing.

"Ah, whatever. I'll fix it when I get home."

"I'm surprised. I thought you'd kill me after that little act."

You smile.

"Jokes on you, the whole reason I grew my hair out was to have it blow in the wind."

Crowley smiles.

"Of course you did."

[whoishotteranimepolls]

Poll analysis part 3

Well I haven't done one of these in a while because I've been focusing on the nicknames and funny tags post But we are definitely due for another one because I've definitely noticed a change and behavior. Plus we've had a lot more and fandoms requested so that might be a contributing factor.

Let's start with the unhinged trio. Think we're due for a lineup change there. It used to be JJK, Black Butler and Dorohedoro. However the latter two only go crazy over a certain character.

Jujutsu Kaisen definitely still deserves its spot There's a reason I picked them to be the first fandom to get a Nicknames and funny tags post in fact they need an update Desperately because you guys are still up to your same old unhinged antics. I've just been busy with other fandoms (one piece) that say even more outrageous crap in the comments

Now One Piece I think you guys took that nickname and funny tag post as a challenge to be as unhinged and creative with your tags as possible because every time I think you all can't possibly get any worse. Someone puts a tag that's even crazier and now I have to update that post with more tags and new characters again.

Now the third spot of the unhinged trio should probably go to Trigun because you guys can't stop talking about Wolfwood's slutty Catholic titties and Vash's snatched little slutty waist. Plus someone has sent a match up request of their weapons no less than three times even though the rules plainly state no weapons so I think we definitely qualify for unhedged trio territory.

My Hero Academia You guys only showed up for the bunny girl and I get it. She's hot. Or to crap on endeavor, that's about it.

Attack on Titan. I finally have found proof of life. The fandom might be in a coma, but at least there's a pulse I thought that fandom was dead but someone or group of people is sending in quite a few requests for that fandom.

And now on to Naruto my problem child fandom. I am not kidding You're the fandom that refuses us to send in photos, but will throw a tantrum if it's not the photo from the correct era of the anime even though I have no clue what you're talking about. Normally when people don't like the photo with any other fandom a dozen better photos of the character will randomly appear in my inbox. Not with the Naruto fandom. I get 10 hate messages saying it's from the wrong era of the anime and I should know that. But does anyone send me a better photo from the correct era of the anime? No. Well actually that's not entirely true the a few times this fandom has sent in replacement photos it's from when in the anime I know the characters are still 14 I've done way too much research into when in canon characters turn 16 and what particular character design/outfit marks that in the timeline for this particular show because of how much I feel like I can't trust this particular fandom as a whole to follow rules. So, remember people I can't read your mind and you are the only fandom that wants to throw a fit over photos like this. Plus the few times I have tried to address the issues with the photos and try to fix the problem you guys want to get combative and very aggressive in the comments. Plus I swear you all are allergic to rules because at least 70% to 80% of requests relating to your fandom have some sort of issue. Whether it's trying to bend the rules or just outright breaking them to massive formatting problems. No other fandom causes me this many headaches. So please for the sake of my sanity do better

Sorry about that. I needed to rant about my problem child fandom maybe now they will start behaving.

When it comes to formatting there is a group of about three people that made requests either everyday or every 2 to 3 days and it was the max amount of request/matchups they could do in a single day according to the rules. They did this the entire time the box was open so they had their formatting down to a science. So basically any fandom that these people requested a lot of had really good track records for formatting and not trying to blatantly break the rules. So One Piece, JoJo's, Attack on Titan and Avatar/Korra all have very good track records right now

But with most fandoms they do a pretty good job of following the rules. No one is as bad as Naruto. Now there are some common issues and major incidents I've had so I'll go ahead and list them below

The common issues are just forgetting to put the name of the show or spelling, but Google can normally figure that out so that's not a major problem or people submitting a character that is video game only and not part of the anime adaptation. Persona, pokémon and Tekken are The worst offenders when it comes to this. Other major issues that come up frequently are with character ages? But it's normally with characters that look like they're adults. So I really don't hold that against people. I'm just guessing that people didn't realize they're actually teenagers but hopefully that will not be as much of a problem but since I dropped the age down to 16.

Now recent issues I've had to address were formatting issues where it was bad enough that I couldn't make it out due to dyslexia. Trigun has tried to submit weapons no less than three times even though that is blatantly against the rules. Like I mentioned earlier Naruto likes to submit photos from when the characters are 12 to 14 that doesn't fit the rules especially when photos are available from the correct age range that do follow the rules. So those are the ones I use no matter how many times they throw temper tantrums. Dungeon Meshi has submitted a 14-year-old and Soul Eater submitted a 13-year-old and said they were 16 in the request. So they lied. Luckily someone told me so I was able to delete those polls quite quickly, but now I can't trust anyone. So if you ever wonder why it takes so long for me to empty out the request box this is why

Oh but good news, no one has submitted a request since I've closed the box I basically consider that a miracle because the last two times there have been people that have not cared that the box is closed. So let's keep it that way please. I don't mind questions, just no requests. The box is closed I still have like 150 more individual messages that have multiple poll requests on them to get through before I open it again

Well that's going to be all for this post again. And I hope at least someone found this entertaining or informative or at least something. There will probably be another one of these in the future

[stonecrusherdrawsthearts]

World of Heroes R - Task Force X

A secretive group of government-sanctioned agents who undertake dangerous missions that prevent great tragedies from affecting the wider world. Some say each of these agents used to be a criminal of some variety, and that they do what they do not out of true heroic altruism, but the threat of immediate and swift death should they not comply. For that reason, those that know of this group call it by another name; the Suicide Squad.

MEMBERS

Deathstroke - Agent Slade Wilson, Master Assassin. Hits hard, hits fast, doesn't back down from a fight. Some consider him a master strategist.

Peacemaker - Private Christopher Smith, Efficient Combatant. Suffers from a philosophical paradox of loving peace so much he'd kill for it. Skilled enough to use anything as a weapon and can be deadly with anything. Wears a custom-made helmet he claims to carry the souls of all who die at his hands.

Polka-Dot Man - Abner Krill. Infected by his mother with a trans dimensional virus that allows him to generate globules of corrosive substances of an unknown nature. Would really like to be a superhero, but is foiled in this ambition by the destructive nature of his condition.

Gwenpool - Real Name Unknown, believed to be Gwen ???. Individual of unknown nationality who appeared out of nowhere and caused a ruckus with Advanced Ideas and Mechanics. Claims to have come from a universe where superheroes are confined within the pages of comic books, expresses confusion that she's on the Suicide Squad and "there's no Harley Quinn. Wait, am I the Harley Quinn?"

King Shark - Nanaue, Mutant Shark that claims to be the son of a Polynesian ocean god. Despite his fearsome appearance and appetite for human flesh (which some consider odd considering most sharks don't actually eat humans), he's so far proven to be amicable and likes his fellow agents enough to consider them friends. Gwenpool can't pronounce his name competently so she just nicknamed him Jeff, which he feels kinda weird about.

NOT MEMBERS

The Wall - Amanda Waller, Handler of Task Force X. Tasked by the US Government to keep the agents on task as often as possible, won't hesitate to remind everyone about certain conditions on the contract. May not have the capacity to see people beyond their usefulness as tools.

The Artificial Kryptonians - [NAMES REDACTED] a trio of artificially generated Kryptonians engineered through the study of Superman and Power Girl's DNA. Designed to act as a backup plan should the Kryptonians decide not to defend humanity.

[tricks-n-illusions]

Calamity@Lady Ombre: The florges approached the trio as she looked voer the small giratina "Greetings all mighty," she greeted her politley "I havent seen any gods or goddesses from my universe so im not sure how its suppose to be..." she thought out slightly before looking towards Silas "This prison...." she said lightly in thought patting her chin with hand "Why was he imprisoned? It has something to do with the young zorua...?" her gaze wondered to the collapsed zorua who still haven't moved "Right...?"

Silas's shouting had quickly melted into silence, I suppose this was a job for Calamity then! She happily approached Lady, ready to answer her question.

Her reply was interrupted as Calamity seemed to zone off in confusion, that couldn't be right. She didn't say he could use that. There were no spirits of Giratina around beside her. A look of horror began to bleed into her expression. There was only one person who could do that. Someone much more important than a lowly spirit, someone divine.

Reality quickly hit the spirit as she began to squirm in a panic, everything was going wrong and so quickly. "W-wait!! No! I-"

The fox raised his arm, bringing the spirit much higher. Though his face was covered it was clear he was upset, the tone of his voice was harsh and unforgiving. "I am not your Nym." "I gave you no permission to address me as such." He growled, "Call me that again, Next time I'm going to do more than just kill you. I don't want your stupid nicknames. We are not friends and we will never be friends. I don't want to be anyone's stupid fuckin' friend, Okay? So just, fuck off. Alright!" Instead of fighting Silas, Calamity quickly began to accept her fate, she was going to die and there was nothing she could do about it. As much as she wanted to live she didn't have the heart to fight back. Tears quickly began to fill her eyes and as she shook in terror.

The impact was rough, dust-filled but the results were clear. Silas gave a huff, he felt nothing towards that thing's death. No sadness, no guilt, he had no connection with it. Why would he care about the death of a thing that couldn't even feel true emotions or pain? Everything she did was just an act to earn trust, a facade to seem like she was real. Something to make him care about her. He wasn't going to fall for it.

The silence was eerie, all that could be heard was the occasional small sniffle from Silas as he stared off. It seemed the fox's thoughts were wandering again.

"I hope you didn't want to talk to that thing, I think you should have asked a little quicker. It's much too late now." His tone was mocking, and demeaning as he leaned towards the Florges.

"I've taken down much worse than a poor little lost ghost. Just ask anyone~ I'm sure they'll tell you how much I love killing small, little helpless ghosts like you. They always like to squirm and scream." "So, This is what's going to happen. You're going to turn around, you're going to walk away and then you're going to leave this place, alright? How does that sound, hm?" Though he phrased it as a question, it's clear it wasn't. This was a threat, but something in his tone wasn't quite right. Something was off… there was almost a slight tremble to his voice? It was quickly covered as the fox gave a soft hum, "Well, Unless you want to find out why I was stuck in that stupid little prison, and I both think we know you don't." "If not, I'm sure we can arrange otherwise." He grinned, even with his face covered it echoed in his voice. "We can see how quickly you can die if you'd like~" "Maybe you can beat the bug's record? But, I doubt that, you seem like a stubborn one having stuck around this long."

[ Ask from - @ask-noonescity ]

[nobodysdaydreams]

Well...

...that could have gone better.

(Also it turns out Lovelace IS an alien. 👽 so that's fun, I think?)

(or my reaction to episodes 44-46 of Wolf359)

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Episode 44: Desperate Times

Now where were we? Ah yes. Cutter lied about their deaths and has an evil girlfriend who makes his robots. Hilbert and Lovelace told Minkowski about the death thing to get her on board, and once they have her, she should be able to get Doug and Hera on board.

Great point Doug. How many secret rooms can one space station have?

And how many copies of the SI-5? Because we already had two Duck boys. If another Kepler strolls in and starts talking about Whiskey again, that might just be too much for me.

No Minkowski. You don't want to kill anyone. But I understand.

Wow. Doug knows some fancy words. "Commander Eiffel" 😂

Oh, they're actually laughing. I'm sorry Doug. Wow, he just made that up too, very convincing.

Aw, Minkowski. I want to hug her. If she doesn't make it back to her husband...

oh yay, she and Doug are talking it out! Friends! My feelings exactly Hera! 💕💕💕

Hera is so sweet. It's weird to think she was built by and modeled after someone so horrible.

Ah. Taking a late night stroll around the ship Hilbert?

Hilbert. NO. NO NO NO NO NO. NOT THE EVIL CHAIR.

Evil chair will kill you. Evil chair will show them your brain which shows them your plan to rebel against them. Do not trust the evil chair Hilbert. For a smart man, you make some remarkably and unbelievably dumb decisions.

I want to believe in them. I do, I really really do. But unfortunately, I know that there is an entire other season left. So...

It's not looking good. Personally, I think the most expendable is Hilbert. They can kill the character off without having to fire the actor. If anyone's about to die, it's him.

The "terrible trio", I like it Doug. Good nickname for SI-5.

The um...the blunt force trauma face?

Oh my this hypothetical of Maxwell, Kepler, and Jacobi falling apart is music, sweet music.

If only...if only.

They are really counting on the SI-5 acting exactly like this. I hope they get it right. I do love the way they make Whiskey Boy out to be such a cartoon villain. He really is.

Oh they're conflicted about who to target. That's right Hera. Target Duck boy. I mean...they did already kill him once, right?

Although slight problem. Let's say they do kill SI-5. Let's say they try to fly the ship back to earth. Can't Cutter just blow the ship up remotely? He'll probably send a missel after them before they even get into the atmosphere. I mean...what would you even do in this situation? He's literally got them bargaining for every second of their lives. Makes you wonder how many teams he has out there like this...

What happened? No gas? Oh dear. Plan B?

HIT MAXWELL WITH A WRENCH? POP A WEASEL?

I don't like how this is going.

"I'm glad I have you alone" Hilbert stop it.

Opponent is not going to hesitate to kill you. That's true. But you can't forget who the enemies are. Cutter and Pryce. And yes. SOMETHING IS WRONG!

Oh dear. Well this is terribly awkward.

...um...so...Maxwell. Duck Boy. Fancy a mutiny?

Guess not. Oh dear. This is bad. This is very very bad.

IS NOT ABOUT THE CONTACT EVENT! IT'S ABOUT THEM GETTING BACK AND YOU KNOW IT.

I KNEW THAT YOU COULDN'T TRUST HER.

"Don't struggle?"

Not the brain sweeping. Maxwell you have lost all my respect, and likely your own if you still had any left in you.

Shut up Duck Boy, literally no one wants to hear from you.

Well this is a pickle. How will our heroes (and Hilbert) get out of this one? 👀

Episode 45: Desperate Measures

"Wakey-wakey", shut up errand boys.

"Passion for disciplining crew members, isn't that right Jacobi?" You're a sadist waste of space who works for a sadist waste of space, we got that Whiskey Boy.

Oh great. Another super secret room. There's probably thousands of them at this rate. A whole city in the sky.

What a nice little room of weapons. As a lover of dramatic irony, I do hope Dr. Robot and our dear Errand Boys find themselves on the other side of those weapons.

Hera you can delay having to respond to her commands! You can! Remember: You can't do this. You're not good enough. Use it to your advantage.

"I knew it!" you did Doug. And yeah, Hilbert didn't sink so low.

"Kill whoever you like least", well there goes Hilbert.

Good work Hera! 🥰 Oh dear it hurts.

THE VENTS! That's right! Go Minkowski!

Geez does Whiskey Boy ever tire of the sound of his own voice? I guess not.

Shut it Kepler! Yeah Doug! He can go to hell! Tell him off!

Doug: "You're crazy"

Kepler: "No Doug. I'm just a man that wants to be taken seriously. That's why I'm sitting here with a gun in one hand, glass of Whisky in the other, while singing "Eeny, meeny, miny, moe" like a cartoon supervillain. There's nothing more respectable or serious than that."

Lovelace is speaking FACTS. He has lost his humanity. But um...ironically so might have Lovelace. Or all of them still unclear on that.

"You're hilarious" "one more thing I have that you don't" ooohhh... dang, it that ain't the truth. No one will be as funny as Doug, but if anyone comes close it's certainly not Whisky boy.

"Very nice speech captain" Well it was better than the Whisky speech Kepler. Take notes.

That's right Lovelace. Who cares what Kepler see when he looks at you? No one. Because he is a waste of space.

She'll survive because of magic alien plot armor.

Aw, she did it for Doug. That's really sweet.

And...off goes the gun. But no screams. He better not have shot Doug.

"You have 30 minutes to think about what you've done. Then we'll talk about Eiffel."

I know I should be furious over the whole "what you've done" comment, but I gotta ask, how dangerously stupid is Kepler? 30 minutes is plenty of time to put a plan into action. What does Kepler need 30 minutes for? Swirling his Whisky around and telling Doug how much he loves the feel of it in his hands.

Why don't you mind your own business Maxwell? Why don't you shut up and mind your own business and throw yourself in the airlock?

Good stalling Hera...yes! Finally knocked out Dr. Robot. Now, as much as I am against murder, eye for an eye, and all that...in this situation, keeping her alive puts multiple innocents at risk.

Anyone got an eye on Duck Boy?

Kepler doesn't care about Maxwell! He doesn't care about anyone!

Doug...great speech for this to work, he has to care about human life, and he clearly doesn't.

Yeah, I don't really like chess either Doug.

Why do I feel like he's going to hurt Hera in a way that only Maxwell can fix?

Ah there he is. "I wouldn't do that so someone. I just blow people up to kill them! :)" ugh Duck Boy is the worst. I knew that he was off doing something silly. "Crazy Jacobi the loose canon" dude, you're Duck Boy. That's your existence.

And I knew Hilbert would be the one to go. They don't have to fire his voice actor to kill him, which makes him expendable.

Well it took a very long time to get here, but looks like Hilbert is finally gonna kick the bucket. And yeah, you guys have no idea how long they've been trying to kill Hilbert. If it was Doug, I'd be more worried, but between Hilbert and Doug, Doug's got the plot armor.

And...there he goes! Oh wait...did she shoot Maxwell! Oh be quiet Jacobi, it's not like you ever actually cared about her. If Cutter or Kepler ordered you to kill her, you would have done it.

You can't talk sense into him Doug. He's a nutcase. We established that.

I love Doug. "Well it's been a topsy-turvy day!"

And see Kepler? Not so fun playing with lives when yours is on the chopping block, now is it?

Yes Doug! Tell him! Oh poor Whisky Boy, are you gonna cry?

Right three people dead: Lovelace, Hilbert, and Maxwell. That's a lot. My money is on Lovelace coming back due to alien magic, Hilbert dead for good, maybe Maxwell lives on in Hera's memory or flashback land.

YES! I love Doug's loyalty to Minkowski!

Does Kepler have an escape pod? I feel like he would. Oh he's telling his duck boy to stand down. But duck boy doesn't seem too happy about that. I guess he cared a bit more for Maxwell than Kepler, even if he would have shot her if given the order.

"Finally over" hm...I seriously doubt that.

Ah yes the aliens. I wonder what they have to say about all this. And Kepler please shut up. "You want to be in charge of this mess, fine." The mutiny literally just happened on your watch. You spent half the crew budget on expensive Whiskey. You don't care at all that Maxwell is dead.

Episode 46: Bolero

Is that music? Um... what is this? I do wonder why they chose to send music, when they've demonstrated that they can send voices.

Yeah...this is a lot. And they lost their human doctor and robot doctor. As much as I hated them, they were useful. Unlike the errand boys, who only seem to be good a cowering in fear from ducks and giving speeches about whisky.

Oh and apparently they like music too. How nice.

"If the commander wishes for silence, then silence she shall have" and yet you're still talking.

Yeah...what do they do now. They have to warn everyone, expose Cutter and get him to jail, but the aliens are also invading. Oh gosh, are Cutter and Pryce aliens? Is this a plot to replace humanity with aliens? That at least makes more sense than Cutter's a loon who just wants to take a gander at some dangerous aliens, but why do I get the feeling that "Cutter's crazy" is what's actually happening here?

Oh right Kepler's special DNA. But your DNA still works even if it's detached from your body, right? 🧬

"We owe it to Lovelace, Hilbert, and Maxwell..." good work Doug. They were evil, they were flawed, but they were still humans.

Oh Hera. Wow, we don't have funerals for animals???? Yikes... I'm starting to see how she was modeled after Pryce now. In that case, I wonder what happened to Pryce. Also Hera, I get what you're saying, but that's an insult to animals. Many cats and dogs I've met are very loyal, kind, and useful.

oh dear she's talking to Lovelace's ghost/memory. 🥺 It's not your fault Minkowski. It was never your fault. And yeah...you all deserve to make it home.

That is if there is even a home to come back to...

Doug, Hera, come on. You're best friends. Wow. And yeah, she and Maxwell were friends, that's why she's so upset! Oh right...if one human friend betrayed her...oh Hera...Doug's not like her you know that! Maxwell would sell you out, Jacobi would sell her out, and Kepler would sell him out, but Doug? Doug would never sell anyone out.

"I know what it's like to not get a chance to say goodbye. And I don't think you're past the point of not caring. Not yet." That's sweet Doug. But you're giving him a bit too much credit. Oh he's mad he killed her? Fair enough, but Jacobi...you said yourself you were monsters! Do you really want to try to claim the moral high ground here? That's right Doug! Tell him! "You're gonna like it...I mean you're gonna feel sad!" Yeah! That's right! Shove the compassion down his throat Doug. Sometimes that's the way you gotta do it.

Minkowski is gonna have some pretty severe PTSD after this. I want to hug her.

Oh no, Hera's remembering Maxwell. "Was everything you did for me part of a secret evil plan?" it's not that simple Hera. Bad people can do good things. Good people can do bad things. Cognitive dissonance Hera, that's how it's possible. Compartmentalization. Circular and deluded thinking. And fake Maxwell is right. It's about you Hera. It's not about her. Forget about Maxwell. Forget about Pryce. You're better than them, and more human too.

Yes Hera, get the feelings out. No, Doug she's coming around!

Oh no...no no no...Doug is wasted isn't he? Kepler's private supply no doubt...oh no... oh Doug.

"I killed them Hera." no you didn't Doug! Intentions matter! You are the ship's moral compass. Don't drink yourself off.

"I'm a drunken mess whether I have a drink or not." oh Doug. Doug.

Please don't give yourself alcohol poison. Oh good self-talk from Hilbert. Yeah Doug never wanted anyone to die.

"How else did you think this was going to end?"

Aw, Doug has so much hope. Never lose that Doug. Never lose it. And yeah, it's nice to believe in redemption. It is theoretically possible. Though in certain cases, highly unlikely. I won't name names.

So...it's just Doug and Jacobi at the funeral? Well. This is incredibly awkward...

Oh right, Hera's never been to a funeral...

Oh nvm Kepler's here for the food. He's so gross.

They gave Hera grief but no way to deal with it? Oh she can't understand why they are gone? The "I wonder if I'll miss you when you go away forever too" is hitting different.

Minkowski came through!

Wow, Jacobi actually is able to say a few nice words.

Dr. Hilbert was a monster 😂. Fair. Completely fair. See ya later Doc. I think Hilbert would have liked it.

Oh don't let Kepler talk. He'd ruin the funeral. Though to be fair, he'd ruin anything.

Never mind looks like the aliens beat him to the punch.

Looks like the aliens decided to come early.

Uh...HERA?

KEEPING WHAT OUT?

Tell me the aliens aren't already here.

Is Lovelace coming back? Oh Kepler knew this was going to happen.

"It can't hear you." DO NOT CALL HER AN IT KEPLER. Alien or not, she's a...well she's a someone.

So she IS an alien? An alien who acts like her? Okay... and yes please, let's start at the beginning. It's about time Kepler. If you're going to talk, you might as well say something useful.

Now I've procrastinated enough but...wow this doesn't look good. Hopefully the crew can get back safely.

[sundogsandrainbows]

Of Elves And Humans: Redux, WIP-Saturday snippet.

I love to write scenes of Alistair/Warden like the next person, but sometimes you need just scenes of the group interacting with each other, and i love how this came together here, using the canon party banter in between 😁

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The tavern’s main hall was a lot livelier than when Lenya left it hours age. The durgen’len was playing cards with the bard and assassin, who accused them of cheating with their successive wins. Sten methodically cleaned and polished his armor parts while Wynne held up her large, knitted piece of yarn in his direction, as if measuring up the size of the Qunari with it. 

“I don’t think I have enough wool…” she grumbled under her breath, not destined for her ears and yet amusing. And Shale observed it all so quietly from a shadowed corner that one could mistake her for the tavern’s inventory. Lenya gave the golem a wave when passing by, but she was fully in her ‘I don’t care’ mode, and did not react. Fitting somehow, since there was not much to do, other than waiting out the storm raging outside. Lenya still had to tend to her own equipment, but meh, later. She steered toward the card-playing trio and acknowledged them with a nod. 

“Lenya, hi!” Leliana said brightly. “Are you feeling better?”

She sat down on the bench opposite of them. “No more headaches, if this is what you are asking.”

"Good, I’m glad to hear this! Let me finish this round and… then there is something I need to talk with you about, if that’s alright?” 

Ah, always leaving her an out, always cautious. Given their tenuous relationship, it wasn’t a surprise, but perhaps no longer needed. The bard wasn’t as obnoxious as she’d been, or appeared to be, in the beginning. Quite the opposite, she was helpful and very skilled with the bow, at that. Which reminded her… “Sure. There is something I need you to ask too.” Odd that Alistair wasn’t around, though. Was he sleep– 

“Wynne?” Oh. He was coming down the stairs just moments after her. Lenya smiled. Speak of the Dread Wolf. 

“Yes, Alistair?” the mage replied to him with the patience and tone of a mother.

“My shirt has a hole in it.” To make his very whiny point, he steered directly toward the old rocking chair she occupied at the fireplace. He bunched up the torn fabric at his side and poked his finger through it. “Look!”

Wynne was unimpressed. “I see. And?”

“Can you mend it?” 

“Can't you mend your own clothes? Why do I have to do it?”

“Sometimes I pick up too much fabric and it ends up all puckered and the entire garment hangs wrong afterward. And you're... you know, grandmotherly. Grandmothers do that sort of thing, don't they?“

And people wondered why Lenya gave him the puppy nickname and used it for months. This man was taking all his cues from Revas when he was begging for scraps and even Morrigan couldn’t say no to, then. Kinda adorable, though.

“Darning socks and whatnot. You don't want me to have to fight darkspawn in a shirt with a hole, do you? It might get bigger. I might catch a cooooold.” 

There was a pout in his voice, no need to see his expression to know of its existence. 

“Oh, all right.  Give it to me then,” Wynne gave in, had never any chance than to do so. Perhaps he should use that technique to ask the archdemon to leave Ferelden the fuck alone. It would actually work. “But first, fetch me my darning satchel placed next to the fireplace, young man.”

“What is it that amuses you so, my dear Warden?” Lenya flinched, clasped her ear as hot breath grazed it. Shivers ran down her spine, but not of the good kind.

“Eww, don’t whisper into my ear, you weirdo!”

“Apologies. Enraptured as you were, I had to do that to get your attention.” Zevran chuckled, leaned in even closer to look past her. “What is it that made you smile so, I wonder…”

“I didn’t –”

“Oh, I see.” Lenya turned toward the assassin who drew away with another warm, if very irritating laughter. Sitting back down, he continued his card match as if he’d never been a cryptic weirdo to her just now.

“See, what exactly?”

He only glanced up for a second from his stack of cards before playing a pair of eight. “Ah, this is for you to figure out, my dear.”

Ugh, why did this elf have to be —

“Hah, I won!” Oghren banged the table, hard. “Nug suckers! Round is mine!”

Zevran grabbed the table’s edge with both hands to stop it from shaking and possibly toppling over. “Yes. I have to admit, you bested me after all, my stout friend!” he said in an even tone that revealed he’d let him win, so he’d stop complaining. Well, whatever.  

“Lenya!” Leliana lay down her set of cards and looked at her. “Can you… come with me?”

“Nel?” Alistair’s version of her name was shrill on his lips and he crossed his arms over his chest to cover himself. Huh, why was he not wearing… ah. Right. The hole in his shirt that – 

“Lenya… hello?” She nearly jumped out of her seat as the bard appeared in her vision and waved in front of her face. “I have been calling you twice now…did you not –” She turned around and back right after with a particular smug smile. Ugh. “Ah, I see. Enjoying the view, hmm?”  [...]