#Funny glimps

[lejoursobre]

[unma]

get Glimpsed, dumbass.

[joskippy]

Simon petrikov they could never make me hate you

[babieken]

hello again! i sent the ask earlier about stuck kihyun. i actually think i'm an anon of yours... 🚇? i can't remember for sure though lol oh how i wish i could go back in time and witness monsta x's debut and be here for the entire journey. did you witness it? i too ended up going and listening to his solo music after sending my last ask. i'll have to go watch the stuck mv asap though! i'm just having a whole kihyun moment recently. he is my bias though so it's bound to happen every again, but being a multi impacts the frequency >.<

OMG subway anon!!!!!! Hi!!!! how are you??? how have you been???

no, i didn't witness their debut either (I got into them in 2018 and became a casual listener and in 2020 it became official <3) but I kind of prefer it that way... i will elaborate. for one i do no have the stomach to watch No Mercy, Even today. after watching Pentagon Maker against my better judgment i vowed to never watch an idol survival show. also tbh mx's earlier music wasn't really my taste so i probbaly wouldn't have gotten too into them anyway.

That being said, not a day goes by where I don't wish I had gotten into them sooner so I could experience being Wonho's Monbebe... like this is legitimately one of my few regrets in life: not getting to truly experience ot7.

[mehiwilldoitlater]

I felt so sorry for the prince rat. It's like, little baby needs to be protected at all costs and urgently needs a friend. 😭😭🤲❤️

Wouldn't it be a bother to continue? I just want to see a happy ending for the rat prince (I'm not pressuring you!).

"Came on, everybody! Togethere!"

"HEAVE-OH!"

A big number of small monkeys, cubs, and youngster were frolicking the old well at the edge of the forest. With the help of the rope, they were trying to take up the water. Or, better say, something in the water.

You were on your way back to the mountain; being the only human gave you free access to the mortal village, holding one Bing Tanghulu in your hand and another in your mouth, already half eaten, and it was there that you noticed the crawd of monkeys, busy in that activity. The well was used by them, and the small basket of water wasn't such an issue to rise up, so something was on there.

"Hi little ones! What are you planning this time?"

"Miss y/n! You're back from town!"

"We're trying to get the funny thing out of the well!" Said one of the smallest ones in the group, holding the rope rather than pulling with its brothers and sisters.

"Trying to get the funny thing out of the well, uh?" You poked your face near the edge of the rock structure. "Well, that's one I never heard before!"

And, as you ended that sentence, a low moan escaped from the same well, letting you loose the grip of the candy from your hand.

"OH GOD, THERE'S SOMEONE DOWN THERE?!"

Without another request, you grabbed the rope, helping the monkeys to rise whoever was so unlucky to fall in a well. Finally, a silhouette started to appear from the shadow, and... Two pairs of yellow irises, an old and rattled prestigious armor, a furry face with some rodent features.

There, face to face, you were dragging out the same rat prince that you met at Yellow Wind Ridge. 

His eyes suddenly got bigger, fueled with refound glimps.

"FRIENDY!"

You screamed, alongside the children, loosing the grasp on the rope and letting the giant creature fall back in the well.

//////

"Ok everyone, ready for everything!"

Now, the youngest were replaced by the oldest ones, stronger and ready to attack the intruder of their land. Yuán Fèn, the destined one, was covering you with himself, his staff ready to strike at every chance of danger for you, while you were trembling, wondering how that creature was able to follow you two to Mount Huagou.

The group was able to rise the Yaoguai like before, but this time. Once out, the creature searched for something, and, once he had laid his eyes on you, he found it.

"FRIENDY!" He freed himself from the ropes, fell ungraciously on the ground, and started to move with that same level of agility towards you.

You gasped while your monkey friend was ready to point his weapon at the unwanted guest, making him stop in his tracks.

"Not another step! You seem to remember my staff, so you better keep your distance!"

The gargantuan rodenmt seemed concerned by the warning of the simian but kept on moving, hoping to get a glance at you, while you were still shielded by Yuán Fèn and garded in distance by others, all of them armed with their own staff.

"How the heck did he find this place?! How was he able to follow us?!"

"Maybe he followed your smell, Y/N; you stayed in that cave for some time, and he must have memorized!"

"Hihi, rats have the best smell! But they're not big as this one here!" The children, mischievous as always, didn't fled like the second time and watched from the trees the scene in front of them. Since they were used to normal kinds of rats, a Yaoguai one like that must have been news for them; that's why they were calling him the funny thing when they were recovering earlier. You, on the other hand, were less enthusiastic about his presence since your last encounter.

"My, oh my...our Bián huá had cought quite the catch, um?" An old and calm voice emerged from the small corwd; the elder monkey appeared, laughing a little, observing the scene that was unfolding.

"I swear! It wasn't my intention! He just...followed me here!" You pleaded, hoping to not have endangered the monkeys.

"Oh, he's not something to be bothered about. I was most interested in how this distinctive creature had followed you two."

You both explained the happening: the destined one falling in an ambush, you being captured, and this Prince behavior. The eldest, listening, had sniockered a few times, mostly for your ignorance on the rat's intention, but kept shut.

"Clearly," Yuán Fèn said, "he can't stay here. This is not a place for him, and his people still need him, especially since his older brother and his father abscence."

"I believe," the elder continued, "that he won't go away even on his own." He gestured towards another attempt of the prince to grab you or touch you with his tail, always prevented by a move from you or from Yuán Fèn.

"And I REALLY don't want to set another foot at Yellow Wind Ridge; they'll believe we have abducted him or something!" You said again, finally deciding to scoff away the tail with a small kick.

"Um, if he can't go back...and we can't accompany him...someone has to come and fetch him, don't you think?" The leder seems to have someone in mind; he has been always kept informed of all of your adventures and meetings, and he must have already had someone in mind.

"The third prince, maybe?" Yuán Fèn suggested, remembering the man that you two met at the Pagoda realm.

"Oh! You right!" you suddenly gleemed again. "We can inform him! He's his brother; he's his responsibility after all! And, besides, it could be a good way to get his family together, no?"

It seemed like a reasonable idea! Even if you were a little afraid of the possibility of the third prince tò refusing.

"In that case," the elders keep it on. "Why don't send him a message about it?" In the mean time..." He took a little pause; that reminded you more of a dramatic pause. "Y/N, why don't you help him around?"

"ME?!"

Yuán Fèn instantly got beat the elders; even he didn't like that idea. It was one case if it was having a Yaoguai running around and making a mess; another was all of these things and having him following you like a shadow!

"Old One, this is impossible! He clearly doesn't have good intentions; leaving him with the Bián huá is a danger to us and the mission!"

"Or," he stopped the younger, "he'll behave...and act properly...as the same Bián huá asked." No?"

He looked at you, arching on of his hairy eyebrown. 

You looked at the rat; you know he had understood everything all of you had said; in fact, he was... It was a puppy face? He was making a puppy face to convince you?! You let a sigh escape from you; there's no way out of that.

"I guess... I can try to make him eat any monkey...

The elders smiled, patting your shoulder with a satisfied voice.

"Let's send the letter right away then."

And so, without if or but, you were stuck... with him. It wasn't easy for Yuán Fèn either, with all his brothers and sister snickering at the idea of the prince stealing his girl.

/////

"No! This is my room; you can't get in!"

Fighting with a giant rat that is trying to bring an entire plum tree in a small crevice into another one is quite hard, especially if you're just a human.

For the last week, you've been the only caretaker of the big fella. And oh boy, your entire adventure and task seemed like a nice walk in the park.

Hua and Fang, the two female monkeys who occupied the room with you, were utterly scared by this creature trying to get inside, only causing more ruckus from the other females.

"Present! Nice flowers for friendy!"

"You can put them outside! Stop! I'm coming, okay?! Cut it out already!"

You apologized to the two and tried to get the prince far away from the sleeping area. From a branch, observing with some worry, Yuán Fèn couldn't shake the idea that you've been far too soft on him. This wasn't the first time that he had crossed a line; man, the worst was when he started to follow you and the other female to the bathing zone. At least he and the other males were ready to stop him with some food, a second thing that could help them to get you some free time. From the rest, he seemed like there was zero chance to get you alone.

You took him away from the place that you helped him, with the assistance of the others, to make him a surrogated house for that time, a simple fabric, some sticks, and an old mattress for him. You had to stop up on a rock to look at him in the eyes.

"Listen up, big guy," he seated down, understanding the seriousness of your tone. "You can just keep doing this! Bursting into everyone's room, my room! Oh, and don't let me start with the bath story; I know everything! Have you any idea how many mess you caused? And how many of them do I have to clean?!"

You massaged your temples; he seemed hurt, but it was unclear if the message cut through.

"I know you just want to be nice; bring gifts and what you catch in the woods, but...listen, I just want some time for me!"

There was a moment of silence where you thought that he didn't get a thing of what you said; he always heard what he wanted to hear. But maybe he got that you felt frustrated, and he started to shake the tree, still in his grasp, gently over your head. A soft and gentle rain made of petals started to fall over you, the sunset only making the colors shine more. After some seconds, you giggled, covering your mouth.

"Is that a way to say sorry?"

He didn't hear a thing; as usual, he was only there, admiring your smile.

//////

Despite his attempts to take you out of the water, every time you just shove him away. Everyone was supposed to help the community, and today you were supposed to catch some fish.

He seemed agitated, like a dog that can't reach his owner, and kept on crying and howling to get him back.

"He's going to scare away all of the fish like this!" Fu, the young male, was right. You both were there for more than an hour and didn't get anything. Sooner or later, you both have to return to the village and confess your unluckiness since your guest didn't like the idea of you in the water.

"Prince, please, I'm fine! Let us catch the fish in piece, then we can go back!" 

Here some silence, finally! The two of you started to come back to your duty when a huge splash and a thunderous blast made both of you lose your balance and fall.

"WHAT THE F-" another blast, more splashing water.

The prince must have thought that, by helping you get more fish, you would have finished sooner and came back with him! So he started to use a huge log to hit the water, causing the fish to be hurt by the wave from it. Soon, the net was full of very much dead fish.

"Well, look at that! We're full for the day!" said Fu, with a frefound joy.

You laughed, and when he got closer, you hugged the prince's arm.

"You see?! You're amazing! Good job!"

//////

The moonlit was coloring the dark skies. Sitting in the grass, his tail tried to warm you up while you were too connected to look at the stars, maybe searching for a deity that wandered too far from the celestial court.

"I wonder if people are missing me at home." You finally spoke, ending the silence. "I've been away from home. I hope they're all okay."

A moan made you change your gaze from the sky to the prince. He had never looked at the sky once, to be fair.

"And you? Don't miss home a tiny bit." He just shoked his head. "I guess they miss you instead. You cared for them, and they do it too. They're just rodents, I guess."

You sighed; they seemed to care, so they wanted to feed him with you. It has passed an entire week now, and still no response from his younger brother. You started to worry that they had forgotten him, or worse.

His finger poked your face, worried from your expression.

"Home away," he spoke. "You here now. Me happy. You here. Very happy."

You smiled again, touched by his words, unaware of a bird coming to the village.

/////

The next day, Yuán Fèn seemed to be pondering, a little in his own world and not too far connected to his surroundings. That was an easy catch to let get away.

"BOO!" While almost trip from the stone, you laughed holding your stomach.

"Ha ha, laugh as much as you want. I'll take my time next time a Yaoguai tries to eat you."

"We both know that you would never do that." You sat next to him, holding him a khaki. "And I'm here with GREAT knews! The third prince responded to our letter and is coming here!"

"Oh! How long till he reach Mount Huagou?"

"He said he'd be on his way immediately, so I guess he'd just be near! Your vacancy away from me is almost over; savor the last days!"

"You hurt me!" he laughs, putting an arm around your shoulders. "I do enjoy our time together! I would like to not prepare for your way back home even."

"Hehe, I know, I know, I keep forgetting that I have to go back sooner or later. In that case, I'll savor these moments with you!"

And while the two of you shared a nice moment, a pair of eyes watched with jealousy, and some ears listened with grief.

////

That morning, when you woke up, you thought to find your new friend around, waiting for you to follow you around like every day by now; instead, no one was there. Did he decide to leave you alone? Strangely, every demand had passed through his ears.

"Hey," you stopped An, another of the youngest monkeys. "Did you see the Rat Prince?" He's usually here at this time."

She pondered a little rather than remembering.

"I heard him going to the training ground!"

Oh, so he wanted to train a little? Not exactely.

In that moment, Yuán Fèn was taking care of his duty by helping the youngers to train with their weapons, like mostly of his days there on the mountain, and heard the giant footstep of the rat. Despite their past, in these days he tried to be as gentle as you with him, even if he met only some poorly manners towards him, but he passed every one of them.

"Ah, look who's showed up here! Are you here for?" Before he could finish his sentence, a powerful blow from the prince Chui hit him with a direct blow that threw him away. The other monkey started to scream, showing teeth and trying to get closer, but the prince had nothing but his prey in mind.

Before he could have struck another blow, Yuán Fèn was fast enough to summon his staff and stop him in a stall. A small blood drop escaped from the simian mouth, trying to match the strength of the prince with his own.

"Did you lose your mind?! What are you doing?!"

"We settle! Me fight you! If I win, I take Y/N away! She won't leave; she stays with me! You disappear!"

So that's what he wanted?! A fight over you?! He knew you wanted to go home, that the mission needed you, and you wanted to help. What all of this against your wishes?! Yuán Fèn was enraged, not for the fight itself but because everything was born from the egoistical desire of that monster.

"As you wish!" And so the fight began. The two, under the watchful eyes of everyone, fought with surch brutality that they feared for the worst. That rat had proven to his people that he was strong, but he had never fought the destined one. He wasn't just strong; he was capable of many tricks and faster. No matter how many blows he received, he was ready to get back on his feet.

More blows were shared, more avoided, and some not, but the fight wasn't made to last.

"PRINCE!"

Your voice echoed, and the Rat stopped his last shot, allowing Yuán Fèn to get more space between himself and his opponent. You were there, at the entrance of the training ground, looking at the scene in disbelief.

"What...what are you doing?! Why are you fighting Yuán Fèn?!"

"Me settle! So we can stay together! Home, with me!"

"...W-what?" You looked at him confused, giving him the chance to get closer. Now, his enraged expression was more soft.

"You don't need to leave; you stay forever with me! We stand at the village; we are happy!"

"But... I don't... I don't want to..."

His look changed again; something hurt this time. 

"I want to go back home, I told you! ...I need to stay and help the Destined one!"

"But I want you with me; we can be happy together!" He reached his hand towards you, one that you smacked away, offended by his words.

"I said I stay! I don't want to follow you!"

He looked at his hand. You had never smacked away like that. He grabbed your arm again, pulling it with violence. The sudden move was the last straw for Yuán Fèn; he had heard the clear sound of something broking and your scream. Before the prince could loosen his grip on you, the staff of the Destined one launched a last strike that launched the rat away, and he immediately took you in his own arms.

"You...VILE BEAST! Enough is enough! We had let you stay, we had fed you, and we allowed you this because of her, and you are repaying us with this?! HURTING HER?! I swear, if I even see your mutt at the entrance of the village, I'll kill you!"

Your pained scream echoed while Yuán Fèn rushed you to the elder monkey, aware that now he looked more like a rabid animal than the one that had vowed to protect you. 

The prince, stuck in his tracks, could only see the crow disappear.

////

In the follow days, just once the prince tried to get near you. He was spared because you begged Yuán Fèn, and that was the last time.

He didn't show up, not even in his small house. He seemed disappered.

You were cured; the healing wine was able to fix your arm, but it still hurt a bit, and your Yuán Fèn never left your side while you were anguishing in your pain. He should have known that that could have happened; it was clear that the prince planned something with you, but he never thought that he could go as far as attacking him or hurting you. Maybe your case was an accident, but he didn't care, not at all.

Finally, the day of the third prince's arrival came, and you had to tell him everything. Everyone wanted to greet him with nicety and some fun; instead, he arived with relief, knowing that he would have brought away his brother.

"I truly apologize; I cannot shake the fact that it's also my own fault. If I had never left my kingdom, nothing would have happened."

"It was meant to happen," said Yuán Fèn, "and we know you'll do what is necessary for him."

He hummed, worried more about your silence than all.

"Y/n, it's something bothering you?"

"I wish we could say goodbye properly." Yuán Fèn looked at you shocked. "I just want things to not end like this! I endulged him; it's also my fault!"

The destine done sighed, looking at the third prince for some assistance. He nodded a little, knowing that maybe you and his brother needed that.

You founded him not far from the village, enough to see you all, or better you, but not enough to get beaten to death by the other monkeys. It was something about you and him, but even in that case, the third prince and Yuán Fèn stayed in close reach to avoid another accident like the last one.

The rat stayed there, too focused on breaking some sticks, unaware even of the presence of his own blood. When he saw you near, he seemed surprised, excited, or even afraid for something.

"Today is the last day; your brother is here." He didn't say anything, just staring at you, meddling with the sticks. "I know that you mean well; I know that you had suffered for a long time, but... the things you offer are not what I want. You must respect that, do you understand?"

He did; this time he did listen to you. But it was painful to him.

"I still want to be your friend. Do you still want to be mine?"

You smiled at him. You graced him again with that gentle smile that could break his heart every time you wanted. He wanted more, but it wasn't what you wanted after all. He toked the hand that you had offered him, holding it gently. It was so small compared to his own, soft and warm. He wanted to be the one to hold it. But it was set there that you belonged already to someone else.

At the end of the day, the two princes and some of their followers left Mount Huagou, leaving the monkeys behind, so they could keep back their daily lives. The second prince left, with a broken heart but a healing friendhip.

"He really did want to keep you with him." Yuán Fèn spoke, watching with you the group merging in the forest, "But I don't think he treasured you enough to know what you really wanted."

"And you?" your eyes met. "Do you treasure me enough?"

The young one decided to not speak, deciding to just hold your hand and squish it.

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[thenightwolf51]

So i originally had this idea when i reblogged this post by @saphushia but i wanna just seperate it out as its own little prompt.

A quick context is that Danny seems to be roaming around Gotham like some homeless cryptid, kinda Bus to Nowhere style but with more vigilante interaction and casual offerings of first aid. And the batkids are keeping their adoption bait First Aid Cryptid(tm) secret from Batman.

One set of tags in the reblogs from @little-pondhead caught my attention

I came up with both funny answers and an angsty answer for that "#why?" but here's the angsty one (though i promice i actually envision it to be more hurt/comfort with a lot of family fluff)

Actual Prompt⬇️⬇️

Something happens, maybe a reveal gone wrong, maybe he got capture by the GIW, maybe he lost Jazz and his parents somehow.

Whatever it is, it leaves Danny with a need to escaped to a new dimension which just so happens to end up being the DCU. He winds up in Gotham and is just trying to start over, easier said than done but at there's plenty of heros around so he doesn't need to go ghost and he can still patch up the local vigilantes to feed his obsession. He's just not up to being Phantom yet and he's still recovering from whatever happened in Amity, whether it be mentally or physically.

Plus these vigilantes are kinda fun to mess with. Danny can practically see the gears turning as they try to put together and make sense of his little "lore drops", that Red Robin almost reminds him of Wes in a way.

Its not like he really needs to hide anyways. There's no GIW here, no Anti-Ecto Acts, if it really comes down to it he could probably pass as meta and fall under those protection laws. Judging by Signal, Danny's pretty sure Batman's bluffing on the whole "hating metas" thing anyways.

It takes awhile before Danny actually does meet the big bat himself and the reaction he gets is nothing anyone was expecting.

You see theres one little detail danny couldn't have been warned about, and its that there just so happens to be a version of Jazz here.

Except this Jazz lost her Danny when they were in high school, as in full on dead and gone Danny, no halfas here, the portal simply did not work and it was just regular ole lethal electrocution that hit her little brother.

What if she grew up with a young Bruce somehow, whether it be because CPS took her from the Fentons after her Danny's death or Amity Park simply doesn't exist in the DCU making Gotham the city with the thinnest veil and thus where the Fenton's chose to settle down.

This Jazz is an adult in her 40s but was once a kid smart enough to go to Gotham Academy on scholarship (or maybe the Fenton's had enough money from patents?). A kid who took one look at young Bruce's grumpy little face and decided he needed a honest friend, one that wasn't after status or money.

This Jazz grew up being a secondary voice of reason for Bruce, ganging up with Alfred in their own crusade to enforce healthy habits on him in between their weekly tea sessions.

This Jazz lost her brother and could not only understand Bruce's resoning on a minor level but encouraged his planned "journey of self discovery and healing". (Though the bat costume he made when he came back was unexpected and she gave him a look to rival Alfred for it)

This Jazz grew up to be a social worker because if anyone had cared enough to take her away from the Fenton's sooner then her brother might've still been alive

This Jazz being the one Bruce calls when he first gets Dick because holy shit he has no idea what hes doing and "Jazz, i just became a father, help!"

This Jazz being a sort of aunt to all the Batkids and is a major influence that has led to their dynamics being similar to Wayne Family Adventures

Bruce goes pale and later calls Jazz after he finally gets a glimps/meets the so called "First Aid Cryptid" his kids have been obsessed with. Because this kid that he's looking at with the barely visible lichtenberg scars... that's a face he hasn't seen in little over 20 years, that's his old friend's long dead baby brother.

Bruce sees danny and his mind rapidly jumps to all sorts of possibilities. Is this a clone? Is this a trap? Are the Lazarus pits involved somehow? Time travel? He does consider a ghost but this kid is too solid and they're nowhere near the old dilapidated Fenton Works building

Eventually, down the line when they get the full story of Danny being from an alternate dimension, Jazz might try to adopt him. Which has potential to be unhealthy but i fully believe Jazz would be aware enough not to project her decades old grief on this Danny, who is so similar but so different to her brother.

(Because I think a Gotham raised Danny would've been similar to a young Jason in street smarts so this Amity raised Danny is noticeably different)

Danny on the other hand... not sure if i could say the same, especially if he just lost his Jazz before winding up in the DCU. But again, this is an adult Jazz in her late 40s with professional experience dealing with traumatized kids, and she'll do her best to help him through it

Im imagining Jazz and Bruce to have a more platonic friendship, maybe even see each other as family, but you could go with Parent Syndrome if you want

(And because i love to see other peoples ideas and opinions, @omnicrafts @ailithnight @atiyasnake @hdgnj @nelkcats @nerdpoe @im-totally-not-an-alien-2 @dcxdpdabbles. Sorry i tag you guys so much but i like your writing, im eager to offer ideas, and your posts have been major sources of joy while ive been hyperfixating on DPxDC)

[idiotdriftinginspace]

I offer memes for one of my favourite fics (written by @lets-try-some-writing)

I made them simply because they wer funny in my head :D

orginal photos and flat colors under cut

flat colors

and og photos

-and rambling as usual, and weird/crack ideas that I don't regret in the slightest; you have been warned XD

I saw this slav totem somewhere on tumblr and my first thought was: "Autoway, Ironhide and Springer". At the same time I knew this would be very out of character for them in the middle of war.

My excuse why I did draw it in the end? One: How could I not to XD; and Two: Since orginal circumstances were not suitable, they didn't have a chance to be young and do stupid stuff. And then it enlightend me: WHAT IF THEY COULD?! And so I present to you a glimps of "these 3 were born after the war with quintessons" timeline. I decided to shove them into either some military high school or just military, but not on the war front, after all they are still warframes.

This "alt timeline" (if I can even call it that XD) exists solely for this one meme, just me having a thought "what if they could be teenagers and annoy their sergeant (what if it was Kup >:) ) without major consequences (e.g. cleaning washracks for a month instead of having your helm blown of). And the funniest thing, I have absolutley no idea what else to do with this concept, exept maybe the RGB trio being a menace in th military (I am not downloading tiktok so terrible yt compilations must suffice, sorry <:) )

For lamborgini twins - I really wanted do do something for -back then a brand new- chapter 43, but again Auto just didn't fit in there, be it scale or how things played out in the story, and so Prowl was shoved here against his will. This is probably how Sentinel views them and why he sent Autoway there, my only excuse XD.

And Whirl is here solely for laughs, gigles and "what if he met the twins" scenario XD. If they met somwhere just before discovering the ring I'm guessing they would get along like a house on fire XD

[hinakazino]

Against Your Will || Sukuna/Gojo x Reader

summary: you and gojo were lovers, but not all is meant to last. especially with sukuna's existence.

warnings: MANGAAAAAAAA SPOILERSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS, read at your own risk, yandere tendencies, kidnapping, forced relationship, MAJOR character death, angst with no comfort, tons of gojo/reader, but sukuna/reader happens.

You remember very clearly. The soft breeze blowing through your hair, looking up at the clear blue sky, and snapping out of your trans when he called your name. Ah, that's right, him, Gojo Satoru. You were standing in a beautiful garden, filled with many uniquely styled bushes, vibrant flowers, water fountains, and much more. It was like a magical place, and now, a loving memory. It was the place he had asked you to be his girlfriend, and as time passed you became his wife. Others considered you both young when you married, but you both cared less. You loved Gojo, his beautiful sky blue eyes, silky white hair, strong build, softness, as well as his rough spots. Satoru was someone you thought you'd only admire, but instead you found yourself entangled in his arms, in his embrace. Gojo had loved you just as much, he had to admit his ego was stroked a lot at first. However, he found himself breaking down the walls he built to shield his emotions for you. You were a strong and confident woman, he liked that. You were funny, honest, and reliable, he liked that. You were there for him during his highs and lows, he loved that. You both began dating at 20, and got married 3 years later at 23. Together, you moved in with him, fell into a daily routine, fought alongside one another, and gave happiness to each other. Everything was perfect, just right, despite Sukuna's revival. Everything was going to be alright, "I'm the strongest after all, you wouldn't doubt me would you?" Gojo said, smiling and proceeding to pull you into a tight hug, hammering you with kisses. You giggled a lot, fighting him off, "you goof!" you exclaimed laughing at his antics. It was a tough time, the appearance of Geto-- no Kenjaku. It was a horrid time, with Gojo being sealed. You held onto hope, it was just a delay. You remember the insane pressure that was lifted off your shoulders, your entire being, and most importantly your heart we Gojo was unsealed. The tears that fell as you saw him again. He was emotional too, you could tell, as he gave you the tightest squeeze you'd ever felt. It was like he didn't want to let you go, and you didn't want him to either, you just wanted time to freeze. You falsely believed everything would go back to normal. As you kissed him in a mist of chaos with pure love. How cruel the world is then, for nothing went back to the way it was. You watched as your friends died, and even after Gojo's return comrades still continued to die. One by one they all went, and then, he went. Your one true love, your light, your world, had been taken out by Sukuna. Sukuna Ryomen, you despised him, and now hated him with all of your existence. You were helping secure pedestrians and clear the perimeter of curses near the main battle. It seemed that most curses and people avoided the area though, and so you decided to approach. Maybe I can help him? Was what you had thought. Instead you came just in time to witness his downfall. Others say it was the death of Gojo Satoru, strongest wizard to arrive on Earth, the worlds doom, but you just saw him as Satoru. Your Toru, your love, your man, the one you saw a future with, who was practically all you had left. Love makes people blind, lose common sense, and in this case it's true. You didn't think before your legs began moving, rushing, purpling you towards him. You quickly knelt beside his upper body, in a state of panic, mouthing to yourself "no no no no-- Satoru please no," as you cupped his face with your hands. Tears fell from your eyes as you frantically tried to blink them away. You had a feeling he was still able to get a glimpse of you before he passed. His smile was somewhat comforting but he wasn't there anymore, you wept on his chest. Your hand reached down, and your fingers intertwined with his as you screamed your pain out. You did so for minutes, giving him kisses, praying that it was a joke he was pulling, and squeezing his hand. But that didn't last long, because you were pulled back to reality.

"Stop crying," Sukuna stated, as he towered above you in his true form. You hadn't even realized he'd gotten so close, or the fact he'd transformed, too caught up in your despair. You glare up at him in defiance, tears still coursing down your face. It was useless though, you knew, you weren't positioned to quickly remove yourself from the situation, and you didn't want to abandon Gojo either. Even if you did Sukuna could simply grasp you by your ankle and prevent you from running. His presence was terrifying, your tears began to dry up, now replaced with spots of sweat as you stayed still. Sukuna grinned down at you, one of his hands roughly gripping your left hip holding you down. He was significantly larger than you. "Don't touch me," you shouted, your hands moving to pry his off. Sukuna softly chuckled, his other hand snapping itself around your neck cutting off air. You let out a gasp and begin squirming, "I love people who put up a good fight, your husband definitely did, ah yes, your deceased husband," he emphasized. You couldn't help the way your blood boiled at his mocking words, your mouth opening to retaliate, only to gasp for air as he let you go. You dropped to your hands and knees taking in air desperately, "leave--hah--us--hah--be," you gulped. "You already defeated him," you stated, your hand going to feel your neck, no doubt there was Sukuna's hand mark. Sukuna laughs, a guttural laugh, and it sends a shiver down your spine. He grasps your chin lifting your gaze towards him. "He deserves a proper burial, yes, I'll make it fancy and spectacular, nothing short of perfect.." he spoke to you, eyes drifting temporarily towards Gojos lifeless form. "After all it is the least I can do, since I'll be taking you," he finishes now looking back down at you. His eyes are different, there is something sinister behind them, you don't want to know. Whatever it is, lust, enjoyment, or evil. You find yourself unable to breath, the truth now sinking in, your future oh so grim. You quickly sent a punch towards his stomach, attempting to jump backwards while in your shock. Only for his hands to clasp your body again, he was much faster than you were. This time one of his hands covered your eyes as his other two pulled you into a hug with him. Despite being blinded you could practically feel his cursed energy and smug smirk radiating. You were disgusted as Sukuna lowered his head to the crook of your neck taking in a whiff of your scent. "Mmh, you've always smelled good, you know how much I wanted you while in that other brats body?" he asks. Well, he doesn't really, because he answers his question, "and now you've got nowhere to run, hm, is that not right little human?" he says in a low hushed tone. You grit your teeth at the thought of not just Gojo, but Yuji and Megumi. Sukuna proceeds to lick a stripe up your neck, predatory, as he chuckles softly at the way you shiver.

Then you're knocked out. In the blink of an eye, you only find yourself later in an unfamiliar bed, in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by unknown people. Now known as the stolen lover and current wife of Sukuna Ryomen.

Back to it, with angst. Sorry y'all. 🥹

© 2023 by Hinakazino, do not translate/edit/claim or use my work in any form.

[flytotheway]

Brief opinion on Midas Man: it's a television movie that's it, not extremely bad but not good either, mediocrer at best. The script was unfortunately flat practically a wikipedia page without insight, I didn't expect they would explore really dark situation or the controverse relationship between Brian and John...but all the relationships Brian have in the movie with his family, friends, the Beatles are superficial not explored. The invented Tex guy was boring, their love story not build and in the first minutes it's so obvious he is using him and we don't particulary know what kind of person is. It's a pity for all the older actors involved because they are veterans british actors, talented people which is not given a good material. Jacob Fortune Lloyd is great in the role you can see how much effort, passion and subtlety put in hi work but the script is unfair to him, one of the only scenes I really liked was with George Martin (a really good casting), because it's possible to see the glimps of what kind of men they are, unfortunately after that scene the movie doesn't show us how they worked behind the scenes. The Beatles are reduced as funny extras again I am repetitive but the friendship he had with them is not explored, he was their manager, he created their image, he toured with them for years, he was protective and cared for them, it's a waste the actors reached a good energy vibe cheeky students who befriend their akward but cool young teacher. Blake Richardson is one of the best Paul McCartney, Jonah Lees as John I think he was too much critised I didn't find him stereotypical at all, yes he is short but I don't particulary care, I am much more focused on interpretation, John Lennon is a very difficult person to play and many older actors failed to play him right. He was a good young John Lennon, nuanced and he studied John expressions, he showed his silly side, his more pensive side, Jonah Lees deserved better. Leo Harvey-Elledge and Campbell Wallace they were in the scenes nothing more nothing less, I surprisingly liked Adam Lawrence as Pete Best, he is not painted as a bad guy you feel sorry for him, he has presence in the way you feel him different and disconnected from the group. Cilla Black I don't know how she was so I can't do a comparison, she is a nice presence in the movie but as said before she is flat as the others characters. It's not a terrible film, is not unwatchable nothing like that howevere fails in his intentions to tell Brian Epstein, as a beatles fan I advise you to watch him at least for Jacob Lylod, maybe when you are alone during lunch or dinner, the pace is smooth

The wigs were terrifying, the production problems are crystal just watching John hair: at the begin red, then brown and in the end red again. George's wig who is red for some reason and Paul's moustache are a litteral crime

[evilminji]

New Question Haunting Me

Is the ENTIRE Zone Green or just the region Danny got spat into?

Cause we know Ectoplasm can change colors.

And the Zone IS literally Infinite.

The Caribbean ocean and the Arctic ocean look different, despite both being sea water. And Carbon sure can make ALL SORTS of funny shapes. Does the Zone have Regions? Actually, yes. We know it does.

Better question. Does it have Nebula? Like, WELL beyond plant sized areas. So big, that even with unobstructed view, you can't really see the edge of the color shift?

My brain is telling me? That the most LIKELY scenario? Is because it's Infinte? It's both There and Here. Just? The Zone, Repeated. With this being the Green One. A specific SHADE of many. Countless.

You just? Go 90 at a degree angle while standing still, maybe a little to the back-up-down-turn-left aaaand? Now you are in the Red Zone. Do it again, everything's monochrome. Etc.

Each place has its own Vibe. Probably it's own Monarch.

Likely just one Clockwork.

But? So far? All the Ectoplasm has come from, effectively This Specific Pool? The own closest and easiest to access from their universe. Which happens to be Green.

It could very well be like different gasses, per color. Different energy waves. Pulling different personality types towards different Zones of THE Zone. You very well COULD turn a corner, metaphorically, and find what to the ancients eye looks like Heaven.

Drifting clouds, endless bliss, soft light. All seen through some temporary portal. While another? Holy SHIT. Everything's on FIRE and people are tearing each other apart! Scary and bad! That must be some sort of punishment!

You see enough glimpses of the alien and untranslateable? It gets hard to explain REAL fast. But you become certain of what you know. Filter it through the lense of your experiences and cultural understandings.

Would be interesting to figure out how those glimps even HAPPENED. Was it the metaphysical "weight" of humanity? Slowly sinking Realm in the sea of the Zone until it reaches the correct ectoplasmic density? A way too support the expanding number of Souls being created?

What must, then, they have been able to see? When Humans were new? If the population keeps increasing, will the Portal in Fenton Works start to disconnect? As Reality is dragged down a layer? What effect does that have on the collective subconscious?

If Danny became King of the Green, would he have to stay THERE? Negotiate with the Monarch of where comes next? I have QUESTIONS! I want to STUDY THE GOO! Somebody let me poke the radioactive substance with a STICK!

@the-witchhunter @hypewinter @hdgnj @ailithnight @nerdpoe

[duskdragonxiii]

My one criticism of Howls Moving Castle (the film, as someone who hasn't read the book) is that they dont show Howl's monster face. Like we get a glimps of his teeth but we never see his monster face. However, he gets away with it bc the scene where sophie brushes the feathers away to reveal just a human face is SO inherantly funny

[snoelledarts]

ooh tell me about re-aliving!

Since someone already asked about it, I'll hand out another snippet! This was the original version of my long-fic, Grace of Gods, and it STARTED with Nico resurrecting Jason. Here's a bit from when Nico is looking for Jason in Elysium! (Sorry for how long it is! I really liked this bit LOL...)

It could be hours or mere minutes before Nico finally sees a face he recognizes. A young boy, probably about as old as Nico is now, with shiny black hair and a black eye-patch. The last time Nico saw him was at Camp Half-Blood, following Luke around like a lost puppy. What was his name? Erin? Erick? …Ethan! It was Ethan. Nico almost feels ashamed that he doesn’t remember, but in his defense his memories from before Tartarus are a little shaky at best. 

He remembers Ethan being smart. Particular, but not unkind. Before the war, Luke wouldn’t surround himself with anyone he thought was unkind. Broken demigods, maybe, but not villains. Luke was a beacon for demigods who wanted a second chance. It should have been clear from the start who was behind it all, really. 

Here, now, seeing Ethan sitting and chatting idly with the people around him, Nico has to choke back the guilt and sadness that crawls up his throat. 

They were all so young.

Sure, at the time Nico was younger, and these demigods were technically responsible for him having to witness war as a child, but Nico also would have witnessed war as a child if he grew up in Italy like he was supposed to, so he chooses to call that one a draw. (Though, he probably wouldn’t have had to fight in Italy. …Right?) 

Can this boy, who was clearly barely 17 when he died, really be blamed for being talked into raising Kronos? Can any of them be blamed for giving in to what they thought would be a better world for them? For their friends? 

And for his efforts, Ethan and all of Luke’s demigod followers who died in battle gained Elysium. Now that is fair. Kronos rotting in Super Hell forever while the children he emotionally manipulated enjoy eternal happiness? A wise and just decision. 

Funny, now that Nico thinks about it, Kronos was a really shitty villian. Exploiting angsty teenagers with mommy and daddy issues and then failing at exploiting said teenagers well enough that they don’t turn on you at the last second hardly counts as being a successful evil Titan. What a loser. 

Nico makes his way over to the small cafe table Ethan is situated at, sipping at a bowl of soup cupped gently in his hands. Scars crisscross like a star-map across his knuckles and the backs of his hands. They’re small enough that Nico has to wonder what caused them. They certainly don’t look like battle wounds. More serrations than cuts. 

When he’s finally close enough, the crowd parts and Nico sees a blip of messy blond hair seated across from Ethan. At first, he thinks it’s Luke. Until he remembers that Luke chose to be reborn. In fact, the closer he gets the more Nico realizes he couldn’t have been more wrong. The boy sitting across from Ethan is clearly younger than Luke was when he died, despite Nico not being able to see his face. He’s taller, more built compared to Luke’s lithe frame, and much paler. He also lifts a bowl to his face, and Nico catches a glimps of an SPQR tattoo on the inside of the demigod’s right wrist, which is strange because he’s wearing a Camp Half-Blood t-shirt, not a Camp Jupiter one. And the only person Nico knows who has both is…

“Jason!” Nico breaks out into a sprint. Gods, Elysium had really sucked him in for a second. All that reminiscing, he had almost forgotten why he was here. Or, rather, who he was here for.  The demigod sitting across from Ethan turns around slowly, mouth parted with polite shock, as Nico barrels through ghosts to get to them. 

“Sorry-- excuse me! Pardon me, if I could just,” Nico’s voice is apologetic but he doesn’t take his eyes off of Jason. The Underworld can be tricky, and Nico knows better than most that just because Jason seems close by doesn’t mean he is, or that Elysium won’t rearrange itself the second Nico looks down. Instead, he choses to run straight through any ghosts in his path at full speed, vanquishing quite a few of them with stock apologies. 

He’s panting by the time he makes it to the little table Jason and Ethan are sitting at, hands on his knees. Surely he’s not that out of shape, right? Must be a trick of Elysium. …Must be. 

“Jason!” Nico says again, unable to keep the smile off of his face. “Alright, time to go, come-on. The longer I’m here the greater the chances that I get caught.” He gives a polite nod to Ethan, and focuses back on Jason.

Looking at Jason’s face more closely, something is off. His eyes are so blue they’re almost white, nearly blending in with the rest of his sclera. Ghosts here are fuzzy at the edges, enjoying the timelessness of eternal happiness, but even taking that into account Nico is sure Jason did not look like this before.

Hesitation flashes across Jason’s features. “...Nico?” 

“Uh, yeah. It’s me-- What happened to your eyes?” Nico asks before he can stop himself. Practicing not filtering himself so much really has backfired quite a bit as of late. Nico isn’t so sure that was one of Will’s best ideas. But if it keeps Will from mumbling all day about “masking” and “Nico mentally draining himself” then he’ll take the consequences of his stupid thought to mouth connection.

“My eyes?” Jason asks, lifting a hand up to his face as if he had forgotten they were even there. 

He doesn’t get a chance to expand on that thought, though, because Ethan leans across the table and speaks up. “Nico di Angelo? As in, the little Hades kid who ran away from camp?” He’s looking critically back and forth between Nico and Jason, as a child of Nemisis does. 

Taken back for a second that Ethan recognized him, let alone can acknowledge him here, in Elysium, Nico dumbly responds with, “Uh, yeah?” 

Maybe demigods can see through the Mist enough that they retain it in death? Half the ghosts Nico just ran through acted like he wasn’t even there… Or maybe it’s just because he’s talking with Ethan directly? Nico’s not really sure, but he doesn’t plan on staying long enough to find out.

“Interesting… What are you doing here?” 

“What’s wrong with Jason’s eyes?” Nico asks, instead of answering Ethan’s question. Because he can’t. They both know he can’t. Admitting it out loud in the Underworld would be like using a megaphone to announce you are going to rob a bank outside of the nearest police station. Ethan seems to get it immediately, eye going wide and leaning back in his seat, setting his cup of soup down for the first time since Nico laid eyes on him.

Ethan raises his one visible eyebrow, a twinkle in his eye that makes Nico a little bit nervous. He opens his mouth to answer, a shrug halfway finished in his shoulders, but then his eyes glaze over and his posture drops. 

“Who are you, again?” He says instead. 

See, that’s the sort of greeting Nico was expecting. But now that it has come after their initial conversation, Nico can’t help but be a little nervous.

“Alright, time to go! Enjoy eternal life, or whatever,” Nico stutters out, grabbing Jason by the arm and pulling him up from his seat. “Oh--” Is the only protest Jason puts up, letting himself be pulled by the son of Hades through the streets of Elysium. “What’s going on?” He asks, as they round a corner. It’s the first hint of actual fear and concern Nico has heard. Which is strange, because he shouldn’t be able to feel fear and concern in Elysium.

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Shapeshifting Masterlist

A Big Mistake to Make (ao3) - jilliancares

Summary: When an adventure as a little boy has dire consequences for Dan, he’s sure to cut off all contact with his (former) best friend. Alternately: A halloween werewolf fic. Alternatively, alternatively: A best friends to enemies to lovers fic.

A Day in the Life of a Shapeshifter (fur, ears and a tail.) (ao3) - fin_flora

Summary: Sometimes Dan and Phil just want to spend a whole Sunday on the sofa, cuddled up together as they do everything and nothing in between.

And sometimes Dan likes to be a Neko so he shifts into one.

A Human Heart (ao3) - andthenshesaid-write (ladyknight1512)

Summary: Phil's mother has always said that there are creatures in the forest and Phil has always thought they were just stories. Then one day he runs into the forest looking for somewhere to hide and meets Dan, a man with antlers and the ability to talk to trees. Phil's world opens up but there are dangers in the forest that he can't even begin to imagine.

Bite Me (ao3) - TheWolfWithinMe

Summary: Dan's a werewolf, and not a very good one at that.

He's left a victim alive.

Can he fix his mistake? Or is it already too late?

Dirty Paws (ao3) - fin_flora

Summary: Dan and Phil are who they are. Youtubers, partners in life and business, and shapeshifters.

What's that you ask?

Well, let me tell you a story, let me give you a glimps, and we wont start at the beginning as you might think.

Why? Because that's a story for a different time.

Hold the Weight of Worlds (ao3) - letspartyrightnow

Summary: The curse could only be unleashed by a life being taken. Dan still remembered the blood, the screams, the terror in his mother’s eyes. The rush of power and strength that consumed him after, right when the curse was coursing through his body, and how it was unimaginable, painful, yet liberating.

That’s what scared him the most.

Ride With the Moon in the Dead of Night (ao3) - Cadensaurus

Summary: A 2009!fic where Dan's a vampire and Phil's a werewolf, and it's a full moon, and their nocturnal instincts come out to play.

Spotted (ao3) - indistinct_echo

Summary: Despite having the entire universe against him, Phil finds his way back to the forest and to the man he can't remember.

the beast you've made of me (ao3) - azurephil

Summary: Phil’s eccentric aunt lives hours away in the countryside and needs someone to house-sit while she goes on holiday during the summer. He expects it to be peaceful, albeit boring. Then he meets the gardener.

The city is so loud (but you drown out all the noise) (ao3) - natigail

Summary: Phil's pack might have kicked him out for mating with a human, but his love for Dan was much stronger than anything he'd ever experienced before. It wasn't easy to adjust to living with Dan in his - now their - small flat in London, but Phil would do it again in a heartbeat. With Dan by his side, Phil was sure he could get used to all the weird things humans did.

The Spring Sun in your Eyes (ao3) - TheMarginalThinker

Summary: Dan's mind has a funny way of messing with the rest of his body after winter is over, but nothing he or Phil can't cope with. This one happens to leave him a little worser for it is all.

The Vampire Fell in Love with the Angel (ao3) - Emowolf16

Summary: The afterlife can be a lonely place for Dan. An Angel, but no like any other angel, servant of God, Dan must serve in the afterlife after his tragic unknown death. He can't remember how he died.Phil,a vampire of the Vampire society, must live an unwanted eternity in a world he never knew existed.Theo, the vampire lord, is the ruler of the vampires, and Phil's hatred for what Theo has done to him grows.

An unexpected meeting in the oldest cemetery in England, bring Dan and Phil together in an epic journey. Read on...

To Bite The Hand That Feeds (ao3) - rainbowchristy

Summary: Daniel Howell is a lycan, his and his family's secret safe from the public. It isn't until Phil moves into town with lycan parents that things become a problem.

Dan has to learn how to control his wolfy nature while also making and maintaining friendships. Can he do it, or will his secret be revealed to the world?

When You Least Expect It (ao3) - omgdatphantho

Summary: In the town of Havenshire lives a clan of shapeshifters. Enter Dan, the youngest son of the Alpha. He has one desire: to find his mate. Enter Phil, a human looking to make a new start in Havenshire. Their worlds will collide as a large storm bears down on them.

[hybbat]

Wait hold up I can't tell if I'm being messed with again, I just saw someone call that jerma guy 'hot'? I thought y'all were putting him on my dash as a funny jumpscare meme? Because he's so upsetting you just catch a glimps of him and rush scroll past as quickly as possible??? I thought his career was ironic???????

[help-i-lost-my-sock]

Two Truths and A Lie

Thanks for the Tag, @merbear25! I really appreciate it! It's funny, cus I was just thinking about doing a little something with 2T1L a couple night ago hehe.

Mer's Two Truths and a Lie:

I used to have night terrors and one night I woke up to something grabbing my leg. I screamed and kicked it off, and when I looked in the far corner of my room, I saw a dark hunched figure. Staring at it for a few moments, it finally crawled towards the door and inched it open. My door remained ajar for the rest of the night.

My older brother and I used to go on a lot of late night runs to the stores to buy video games during summer vacation. One of those nights, we were driving down a country road with the windows down. We heard faint wailing in the distance and assumed it was an animal. However, further down the road a figure in white appeared on the shoulder. Slowing down so as not to risk hitting them, we passed by only catching a glimps of a faceless woman.

I transfered during my higher education a couple of times and one of those was a Catholic college, which at one point was a convent. It had a cemetery on the premises and many students over the years had reported eerie experiences. In the middle of the night, I woke up needing to use the restroom. The floor was quiet as I passed through the communal space. While in the stalls, I heard footsteps coming from down the hall, stopping at the entrance of the bathroom. Trying not to feed into the negative energy I was sensing, I did my best to ignore the dark figure I could see in my periphreral. Laying in bed, I worried that thinking about what'd just happened would inadvertently invite it in.

I feel like story 2 is the lie. I'm not quite sure why though... Just a feeling I guess. Did I get it right? :D

I'll be jumping on the Ghost Stories wagon too. I'm sorry - these kinda got away from me hehe 😅! (And these are the cropped versions! 😱)

So here goes nothing!

Moth's Two Truths and A Lie:

1. When I was 9 years old, I was sitting in the kitchen, having dinner alone, while my grandmother was in the living room, watching TV. I noticed something out of the ordinary, and looked towards the open window to see a woman. Her red hair barely passed her shoulders as it gently blew in the soft wind. Her white gown posed a sharp contrast against the pitch-black night sky beyond the window. I was startled. I jolted. But I did not leave my seat. Equally perturbed and intrigued, I looked at her warily, and asked her who she was. The woman told me her name, and told me not to fear her. She spoke slowly, softly, with kind and gentle words. She spoke to me about life, giving me advice, in words so gentle and so loving like I’d never heard before. She then passed on a message to me, to pass on to my grandmother.

When I finally told my grandmother about this, she burst in tears. Confused, and not knowing how to react, I asked her what was happening. Between tears, and gasps , she shook her head in disbelief, and rose from her seat, slowly, staggering, as was her way, and headed to a nearby cabinet, from whence she pulled out a dusty, old photo album.

This woman, of whom no one in my family ever spoke, turned out to be my great-grandmother, who passed away shortly before my birth. Her message to my grandmother pertained to a family murder.

2. In the living room, on a window sill, I a small altar – a small, circular, wooden planchet, surrounded by three candles. I never light the candles, though. On the planchet, too, are numerous trinkets that remind me of said deity. Some rocks, some crystals, and a handful of mementos from our adventures over the years.

It was October 30th 2019 – just a day before Samhain. The weather was surprisingly decent for the time of year, and I decided to make the best of it and head out for the day. By the time I returned home that evening, the ground was lined in a sheer sheet of frost, and I could see my breath clearly before me, as I walked towards my front door.

Walking in, my senses were hit with the homely smell of apple and cinnamon. I turned the lights on. I found the switch immediately, which was unusual – Despite having lived there for years, I always had to feel for it. And then I realized, that there was a light coming from the living room. I grabbed the bat I keep by the door, and slowly headed there. Peering in, my eyes went wide, and a chill ran down my spine, as I realized that the candles on the altar were all lit. The candles that I never lit before. In the dim light, I saw a reflection against the window, staring at me via the glass, with luminous green eyes.

I hit the light switch in the room, and the reflection vanished. I paused for a moment. My head was spinning – Had I gone mad? But the lit candles, and the scent still lingering in the air, told a different story. I staggered to the window sill and blew out the candles. Yet despite the puffs of smoke, and the scent imbuing the air, the candle wicks were still unlit, coated in wax.

3. Some years ago, I started sensing a presence. I didn’t think much of it, as it didn’t really interact with me… until it did.

Their cold hand would sometimes brush against mine, trying to hold it.

One day, my aunt cleaned the bathroom mirror. Right after, I headed in to take a hot bath, only for a clear, dry heart to show up in the corner of an otherwise foggy mirror, thick with steam. Both my aunt and mother were confused and denied knowing anything about it. I could feel the colour drain from my face.

Their hands would sometimes grasp my shoulders, as if trying to comfort me.

One day, I was sitting at my desk, when I noticed something on the mirror by my side – the mirror had kiss marks on it. “I just cleaned that earlier today,” I realized, as I felt myself grow cold.

They sometimes, shyly, cautiously, tried to embrace me.

Eventually, I managed to speak to the entity. He claimed to know me well, from a past life. A life when I used to love him, the way he still loved me. My heart broke. He seemed genuine. How could I have forgot him? And yet, the fact of the matter was that I had. And now, I was living a new life, while he was still stuck on the other side.

He asked me for one last dance before he’d leave. With a mix of sympathy, and unease, I agreed. And so we danced. I could feel his pain as he held on to me. I wish I could have danced with him some more, but my unease quickly got the best of me, and I ended it, bidding him goodbye.

I still think about it. I keep thinking about what he must have felt that day. Knowing that that was the last dance. The last chance. The last time they would ever get to hold their loved one in their arms; and oh, how terrible that the one you loved so dearly should not only forget you, but fear you.

Tagging @buddhascandy & @captainportgasdace and whoever else can get through my ramblings, and wants to join :D

[tenaciouschronicler]

August 20 2024 2009

Turns out John is not fine.

But its ok, the power of a polite Vagabonds words spring the boy back up with enough energy to threaten the slime pogo with shaving cream. Once again John scales the wall, does what i can only call a Sonic spindash, and absconds into the office, knocking over an imps hat.

To keep the imps from entering, Rose drops and shoves the fridge in the doorway knocking over Nannas hard made cookies. But hey at least ehe fridge levels up!(???)

In the, relative, safety of the office, WV continues to talk with John using his newfound manners. Really quick turn around after finding that book huh?

Since John has, once again, trapped his PDA, Rose takes it upon herself to use the safe as a bludgeon.... by very unnecessarily dropping it from above the platform she created as it crashes through the roof back into the office.

Could it be? The unabridges Sassacres??!!

No time to dwell on that though as Johnis spacing out pretty hard, oblivious to the happenings as WV tries to get a can opener from him. Not sure HOW John would get the can opener to you WV, seeing as you are in the far future, but I see you have your priorities.

Seeing John through Roses perspective though is hilarious. She probably thinks John is losing his mind.

Speaking of WV... we jump to the future and see them... eating... the pages?... of the book??? Its an... interesting... way to gain knowledge.

And with a future page comes another FAQ update. This time Rose has taken the time to screenshot Johns game happenings. Each one comes with a caption which i will note important/funny bits.

Acknowledging continued power despite severed lines. Posits "a powerless house to be a handicap less in keeping with spirit of game's principal statement of challenge".

Same with the internet but also says could be compromised by "Something like, oh, let's say hackers." (👀)

Tries to be smooth about what happened with the car, "when I returned, the car was nowhere to be found, and the driveway-plateau was in a state of disrepair". Geez i wonder what could have happened?

Amazing.

A quote sans author I will look into regarding John and his valient Pogo Steed.

Regarding the existance of Colonel Sassacres book in the safe, "Another one of these things. Really, Egbert family? Really?"

Dads room being nothing but static? Even with the power of Sburb, Rose is not omniscient. Since John hasnt seen the room Rose guesses she cant either which is super interesting. How does the game know this information? Presumably John Has been in Dads room before or at least seen a glimps in his time living there right? Itd be odd if he hasnt.

Safe to say i am with Rose. I am itching to see what the designix does. I am on my knees John. The curiosity. It grows.