#I love these two idiots ahahahahahaha~~

[emyluwinter]

I…..I don't even know where to start here, my dear.

It's not like "everything burns with a blue flame"

TWST decided to punch the OUT.

So everything is according to the old scheme. Then there are spoilers.

SHOO

So we continue to lead our news feed with Twisted wonderland AND THIS IS DAMN THE MOST DESTRUCTIVE EMOTIONAL UPDATE OF THE PLOT.

I love this game so much, you would know, it gives me such an emotional explosion that I need so much in life from time to time.

You can find now a bunch of different interpretations of a more detailed plot from the game. I will pay attention to what I remember the most

First. Grimm is my cute little gremlin/little devil. Scares poor cooks, a married couple hiding in the basement(?) to get brooms for to fly. And the funny thing is… YUU CAN JOIN THIS. YES. TIME TO BE THE MOST DANGEROUS!AND NOT TO SOLVE IT! Don't tell me Yuu doesn't enjoy a little chaos when he and Grimm start making a complete mess.

While the conversation was going on, the sound of a very hungry stomach sounded. Everyone immediately looks at Sebek.

Sebek burning with shame - …………… it's not me.

Silver didn't believe him for a split second!!*laughs*

And then this crocodile accuses that it's rumbling in Yuu's stomach! Sebek!!How could you!!Ahahahahahaha. First you say with the stubbornness of the rock that you will not be friends with us, and then you substitute that it is not you who is rumbling in your stomach, but the "person" Yes. Sure. Pffffff.

Sebek continues to deny it. But his rumbling stomach interrupts his own words. Ahahahahahah. Nice guy, just say you're hungry.

Silver DISNEY PRINCESS is already a canon, my dear. Sebek came up with a plan to use this "Princess of Diasomnia" so that they could escape past the knights of the Silver Owl. Use animals as a distraction. They really managed to escape. And when the "Dream" team (Yuu, Grimm, Silver and Sebek) were almost attacked, Lilia came to the rescue. Scolded his "not sons" for something they were inattentive. And Lilia was also attacked by birds thinking that he was dangerous to Silver. OMALVDPOALDVPODA

We were shown the castle of Princess Meleanor. (Mallenoa, it turned out to be not quite the right name from Japanese to English. We were shown how to do it right) This is a frame from the Sleeping Beauty cartoon. Such beautiful backgrounds. I like the visual style.

*San takes a deep breath*

WE WERE SHOWN MELEANOR. AND I'M ABSOLUTELY NOT OKAY. I AM WEAK AGAINST THE WOMEN THAT TOBOSO CREATES.

NO, JUST LOOK AT HER. THIS GODDESS.

With not the easiest character, but as Lilia said, Malleus is definitely more calm than his mother.

How powerful this goddess's thighs must be to lay this healthy egg….

Meleanor - * the most gentle dragon mom who loves the baby in the egg, sings a lullaby to him*

she's in a second

"I'LL SET YOU ON FIRE WITH LIGHTNING RIGHT NOW, IDIOT!!"

Lilia meanwhile with the face "I want to retire"

Meleanor considers her husband to be a world-class beauty and that Malleus will definitely grow up and receive beauty genes from his father. Ma'am, I want to know what your husband looks like since you worship him so much. I need to see him!! TOBOSO PLEASE. Who is this man capable of stealing the heart of Draconia?!

Oh, yeah….

Meleanor threw such information that set the fandom on fire. As if it's not enough for us right now..khem…

Lilia proposed to her when he was younger, and Meleanor also said that Lilia also loves Levan. And that they both spent more time together than any married couple.

Well … technically, "love" can be perceived in different ways, as a family, as a friend, as a dear fairy heart, and in romantic or not, everyone decides for himself. Lilia grew up with Meleanor and Levan, in fact, these are the two closest faeries that have been to him throughout his life.

TWST decided to tear our hearts to shreds, I'm not kidding.

Silver…..

….guys…..he's already having a tantrum for the third time probably happening. The screenwriters didn't spare him at all. Like us, too.

It's not like a panic attack, it smells like a nervous breakdown.

And yes, he was dragged away by ink due to the fact that his entire consciousness went to dust.

It wasn't enough for us to have one overblott, IT ALREADY SMELLS LIKE TWO AT LEAST

Sebek, Grimm and Yuu are trying to find Silver lost in the ink. They wander in the dark long a lot and Sebek is worried that we might get lost. Yuu takes them by the hand and Sebek is confused and confused. Phphhavadlp. This guy. Tsundere. You're in our gang, no excuses.

Silver is of course pulled out, Sebek swears with him, fights with him, swears again. He's crying eyes out. And they put up. Silver uses the magic of the ring to pull everyone out of the ink.

Yuu and their poor battered back from all these falls…Ahahahahaha

They notice that behind the Lily's footprints there are traces of knights from Silver Owls and rush to help.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand

this is the end of the chapter.

Considering that there will be a new event in October.Which will stretch until mid-November? I think that we can expect updates to the plot of the main story in December. Perhaps. But this is not accurate.

As we can see, they try not to "artificially stretch the plot" as sometimes happens. And to work it out carefully and in detail. Keep in mind that we are only approaching the middle of the story somewhere. Because Ortho is still waiting for us with dogs and Styx And the fight is not in a dream with Malleus.

+Analysis of the consequences.

And I reааааааally hope chapter 8 for Yuu and Grimm.

Let's summarize the results.

Silver turned out to be the son of the Knight of the Dawn, immersed in a deep sleep because of the three fairies until the war ends. CANONICALLY SILVER IS TAKEN FROM THE HISTORY OF AURORA And that "only love can wake him up" Lilia, who was staggering next to an abandoned castle for 300/400 years, it is unknown why.

-huh?…is there a baby crying somewhere?

The unique magic of Lilies. - check The unique magic of Sobek. - check

It remains only to learn the unimalkuyu magic - Ace, Grimm and Ortho!

[13phantom13angel13]

Sibling Wars

A/N:Alright. Here’s the fic I was tempted to write because it sounded hilarious. I hope you guys enjoy the bafoonery! Here you are, @ktkat99

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They were bickering again. Jason and Dick had been bickering most of the day over stupid stuff. Everyone had about enough of their nonsense. From the moment Jason walked in the door, up until now while they were all out on patrol, it was non stop and only getting more heated.

Standing there on the rooftops of Gotham, Nightwing and Red Hood were arguing over the best flavor of Girl Scout cookies. If Tim could duct tape their mouths shut, he would. His eye twitched as he continued to watch their target through binoculars as he semi listened to the two of them.

“Thin mints are way better, dude!” Dick argued. Jason scoffed.

“The fuck they are! Samoa’s are the best cookie and you can’t convince me otherwise.” Jason retorted, crossing his arms.

“Coconut is nasty!”

“You have the tastebuds of a child. Shut your face.” Jason spat out. Dick let out an offended gasp as Tim groaned internally. This was about to get ugly.

“You take that back!” Dick demanded indignantly. Jason turned to face him.

“Make me, man child.” Dick’s jaw tightened.

“Oh that’s it.” Dick tackled Jason to the ground and wrestled him down. “Take it back, you asshole!”

“Kiss my ass, dickhead!”

“Silence your blasphemous mouth!” Dick covered his mouth. Well, what was supposed to be his mouth. In retaliation, Jason went to lick Dick’s hand with the classic ‘mleh’ sound, only to get a taste of metal. Both of them sat there in silence for a few seconds before Tim’s hysterical laughter broke the quiet.

“Ohohoho my gohohohohod! I cahahahan’t believe you two idiots just did that! Ahahahahahaha!” Tim fell on his hands and knees laughing. Jason looked from Tim to Dick slowly.

“How did we both forget I was wearing a helmet?”

“I have no idea…” Dick responded slowly removing his hand from Jason’s helmet. Tim continued to laugh, holding his stomach as he wheezed. They both stood up and dusts themselves off, shuffling slightly in embarrassment as Tim finally calmed down.

“Oh my god, Steph is going to love this one.” Tim stated as he jumped off the roof.

“Don’t you dare tell her, Replacement!” Jason yelled as he followed after him. Dick sighed as he mumbled to himself.

“We’re never going to live this one down…” He quickly followed the other two.

Tim was right. Stephanie thought it was absolutely hilarious.

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[aestariiwilderness]

SPOILERS

Bad Batch Season 3 Episode 5(?) (I think?) Thoughts

Well, one big one:

HAHAHAhahahahaHHAHAHAHAHA

And the little ones:

I have been waiting for Omega to pull the age card since season 1 -- actually since before I really knew what the newest Star Wars Baby's name actually was. This was great and I want Hunter to realize it's coming for him next

I haven't stopped laughing about the "moment of silence for our fallen brother" since I saw it. Someone: *mentions Tech* Every single clone in the room: *pledge of Allegiance moment*

WHY IS CROSSHAIR STILL WEARING THE JACKET

WHY IS HE STILL WEARING THE JACKET ON A BEACH IN FULL SUNLIGHT

Crosshair is 100% the angsty sullen goth vampire hissing like he's been hit with holy water in Hawaiian environments with kind people chasing after him bearing fruit and love that I knew he would be

Crosshair: spends like two weeks on Pabu Crosshair: I can't take it anymore! UGH SUNLIGHT *drags the entire Batch to freaking Barton IV* ah, home sweet murder home. the last place I had a really good angst before my older sister found me and dragged me home by the ear. fond memories

Echo, you're a disgrace but also somehow still the only sane one here

Do datapads just not need to ever charge in Star Wars??

Omega: oh yah I have a sister did you know Echo: okay, we don't have time to unpack all that

Where is the heck is Phee? Is she just...off dismembering Cid or something?

Crosshair: "I know a place" Hunter: "YOU'RE NOT TELLING US EVERYTHING ABOUT IT" Crosshair: "I ALREADY KILLED EVERYTHING DANGEROUS HERE what do you WANT FROM ME" *Dune 2021 erupts from underneath the base* Crosshair: .... Crosshair: huh. guess Mayday forgot to mention that particular natural feature. My bad y'all

GUYS. WE NEVER TURN OFF THE MYSTERIOUS PERIMETER SENSORS. IDIOTS KNOW THIS. DID WE LEARN NOTHING FROM THE KRYKNA INCIDENTS I, II, and III

Crosshair looking at Batcher: ah, the new and improved Hunter. You're my favorite. We'll try to save you Hunter but if it gets too inconvenient I'll be over there taking a nap Hunter, standing right there: hey

Congratulations Batcher I guess you're his service animal now

Hunter: *sneaks up behind Crosshair stacking random regs' helmets one by one on a crate* Hunter: *considering Crosshair's past track record with regs, the Empire, and loyalty* so, like...did he kill these guys, or...? Hunter:...do I want to know? Hunter: *does a 180* NOPE

Hunter: "dID yOu tHiNK we wErE juST gOinG tO tAkE yOu bAcK witHoUT aSkIng aNy quEsTiONs???" Hunter, you beloved moron. You DID just take him back without asking any questions. To your super secret summer home no less. And let him spend two whole weeks chilling on a beach before it occurred to you to do anything other than stare at him with complete lack of subtlety from the top of a cliff

Why were you stalking him from the top of a cliff Hunter

Crosshair, he was silhouetted against the sun like 100 feet away with an almost seven foot dude right next to him. There was no hiding going on here. At all. Detecting him is not a super sniper skill. If you HADN'T seen that, we'd have a problem

Crosshair: hey yeah guys so this is clearly a Very Important Place to me that I will proceed to tell you Absolutely Nothing About. BTW don't land there Echo, there's a corpse in the middle of the landing pad somewhere. Possibly two if they never bothered picking up Nolan Echo:... Echo, 1000000% done with this Batch's drama: at least there's no blood this time

"I've made mistakes" AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *smash cuts to using flamethrower on civilians* *shooting Wrecker* *"aim for the kid!"* *nearly dropping Tech off an ion engine* *trying to burn them all alive in an ion engine* *shooting at them* *kidnapping Hunter* *kidnapping all of them* *getting them trapped on Kamino while it SINKS* *shooting pretty much everybody at some point* *plan 88 but no context!* AHAHAHAHAHAHA this is my new favorite line. Hunter should get him a T-shirt that says that to replace that awful hip pocket thing

Wrecker getting genre-aware

Omega: "I told you to TALK to him not ARGUE with him" Crosshair, sulkily: "He STARTED IT" EDIT: 23. IF I SEE ONE MORE ICE VULTURE IN THIS HOUSE

[eddiesghxst]

OKAY, SO, HERE'S A CONTEXT THAT YOU DIDN'T ASK FOR LMAOOOOO

I SAW HIM TWO YEARS AGO, DECEMBER 2022 AND THAT'S THE FIRST TIME THAT I SAW HIM IN PERSON AND BUT THE THING IS HE ATTENDED THE EVENT VERY LATE 💀 BUT HE REALLY CAUGHT MY ATTENTION BECAUSE GIRLLLLL HE DRESSES UP SO NICE AND HE HAS A VERY COOL STYLE AND THE ONLY THING THAT HE DID WAS TO SMILE AT ME AND OF COURSE I WAS SHY TO COME UP AT HIM SO I SMILED BACK LOL- BUT DEEP INSIDE I WANNA TALK TO HIM SO BAD BUT WE HAVE TO LEAVE ON THAT DAY BECAUSE IT WAS SO LATE TOO AND THAT'S IT LMAO

SOOOOO ONE YEAR LATER.....I ONLY SEE HIM IN HIS SOCIAL MEDIA LMAOOO

I WAS ATTRACTED TO HIM, I WAS VERY POSITIVE THAT I WAS ONLY "ATTRACTIVE" TO HIM AND YEAH THAT'S WHEN I THOUGHT UNTIL THIS MONTH SEPTEMBER 2024

THAT'S WHERE IT HIT ME LMAO I HAVE FULLY COME UP TO THE ACCEPTANCE THAT I REALLY DO HAVE A CRUSH ON HIM I JUST REALIZED THAT I AM ONLY LIVING IN DENIAL

I EVEN CONSULTED MY MOM FOR THIS AND SHE SAID "YEAH, YOU GOT IT REALLY HARD DON'T YOU?" SHE WAS SO GLAD THAT I HAVE A CRUSH ON HIM LMAOOOO I CANNOT- IT'S BECAUSE MY PARENTS AND HIM HAD A COUPLE OF CONVERSATIONS SO I GUESS THAT'S A GOOD SIGN THAT THEY HE LIKED HIM TOO???? WE'RE IN A EVENT ON THAT DAY I WAS BUSY ENTERTAINING THE GUESTS LOL SOOO I WAS JUST ADMIRING HIM FROM AFAR I LITERALLY GET SO NERVOUS AROUND HIM FOR ABSOLUTELY NO FUCKING REASON WHY I SHOULD BE BUT YEAH I HATE IT THAT MY WEAKNESSES ARE GENUINE KIND MEN, SOFT SPOKEN AND VERY CULTURED IN MUSIC AND FILMS

BUT WE DO GET INTERACT FOR THE LAST MINUTE THOOOO BUT THE WHOLE THING WAS SO RANDOM BECAUSE HE WAS JUST THERE THE ENTIRE TIME AND I DIDN'T EVEN HAVE THE GUTS TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT WHEN THERE'S FREE TIME LMAO BUT THANK GOD I STILL DID IT ANYWAYS LOL

After the event, I checked on him, I messaged him LMAO HELP ME and it gave me a relief that he enjoyed the event and he said that it was okay that I didn't get the chance to talk to him properly and I KNOW THIS SOUNDS SO CASUAL BUT I AM OVER HERE GIGGLING LIKE AN IDIOT but he laughed yet again at my joke that I told him that he won't be late next time when there's an upcoming event lol

I REALLY DON'T KNOW HOW TO DEAL WITH THIS BECAUSE WHEN I HAVE A CRUSH I JUST SAVOR THE MOMENT WHEN THEY DO GIVE ME THE ATTENTION BUT I WOULD NEVER DO ADMIT IT THAT I HAVE FEELINGS FOR THEM LMAOOOO if I was in highschool, I would be hurt from the rejection if ever lol but today???? I don't know I feel embarrassed AHAHAHAHAHAHA *sighs* THIS IS THE PROBLEMS OF ME HAVING A HOPELESS ROMANTIC THOUGHTS AND ALSO BELIEVE IT OR NOT I DON'T HAVE A BOYFRIEND SINCE BIRTH AND I DON'T EVEN HAVE A RELATIONSHIP WITH ANYONE BNSMAMAKAAJAIAI this is why I am freaking out

The fact that he and my crush from 10 years ago also share the same trait : THEY'RE BOTH FUCKING SHY 😭😭😭😭

Rachael, I think this is my calling because he has ✨long hair✨ and dresses up like a damn rockstar AND GUESS WHERE THAT CAME FROM 💀💀💀💀

bonus part : we also share the same age BYE-

My apologies again, Rachael, but I trust sharing this silly glimpses of my life with you, I love you lots <3

OKAY IM GONNA ANSWER EVERYTHING IN THIS ASK SO HELLOOOOO

stink i hate to say it, and i’m gonna hold ur hand when i say this, but there’s no running. you, my love, are caught.

HEHE OKAY BUT SERIOUSLY IT SOUNDS LIKE HES A NICE GUY AND U SAID U HAVE THINGS IN COMMON SO I SAY BITE THE BULLET AND JIST TALK TO HIM U NEVER KNOW THIS COULD BE UR MANNNN HE COULD BE THE ONEEE

sometimes men need to be grabbed and tied down okay, sometimes they really won’t make the first move they’re just dumb BUT I SAY GO FOR IT BESTIE BOO

U MISS 100% OF THE SHOTS U DONT TAKE !!!

[berrypass-de-murdler]

71. New Age, New Murder!

With Mr. Shadow's new chipmunk-filtered voice reveal, it can no longer be taken seriously. Time for a new location!

As you know, I loved Uncle Midnight's canon design too much to change it (ty kitty belcher). So he clashes with everyone else in being 'the human'! As a human, of course, he is not actually related to the Midnights at all, but forced himself into their family after he was orphaned. Logico hates him so much!

And he only wears the above outfit in one episode, but I was too lazy to draw another one because humans are a pain in the ass to draw, so, that's his official artwork lmao

The Crystal Goddess is one of the only characters without a design yet unfortunately, but Fletch is in charge of her - I mean, there's only really so many things she can look like

DON'T READ THE EPISODES UNTIL YOU'VE FINISHED THE FIRST BOOK!!

Logico stands close behind (and is hopelessly dwarfed by) the suddenly kindly Shadow. AWWE, HE’S SO TINY!! <3 They enter a town, and the sign reads “New Aegis - Scientifically Proven Spiritual Transcendence Guaranteed”. Nahh. Strolling through the peaceful desert town, Logico looks at the beautiful trinkets and crazy hipsters and thinks - is this where Irratino was born? It can’t be… can it? It’s TOO goat-coded. 

SHADOW: Sigh… a body is in the way.

It points to it. Yep. 

GAINSBORO: IT WASN’T ME I SWEAR TO YOU, IT WASN’T ME!! HONEY: I’m the mayor of your town’s SISTER! I mean brother, hehe.  SHADOW: Well, you are a detective… so you can detect :3 I guess I’ll go to the crystal shop. LOGICO: OHH! >:(

Logico stumbles across a human guy stumbling out of his doorway, his eyes facing two different directions.

U.MIDNIGHT: Heyyyy, you know it!! It’s UNCLE MIDNIIIIGHT! LOGICO: You CANNOT be related to my boss. U.MIDNIGHT: Hey buddy there’s only one boss here. Damn, wow, you’re pretty small. C’mon, let’s get high. LOGICO: NO!

Uncle Midnight inhales a candle flame and passes out. Logico meets another idiot sitting at a booth.

CRYSTAL GODDESS: I AM THE CRYSTAL GODDESS! I CAN NOT ONLY TELL YOUR FORTUNE, BUT I CAN READ YOUR THOUGHTS!!!

Logico rolls his eye. Honey is poking around the UFO tourist attraction. 

HONEY: Imagine how much publicity I can get with THIS!

Logico goes by his friend Bookie instead.

LOGICO: And where were you? GAINSBORO: NOT BY THAT RESTAURANT!!!!!!!

He frantically points to a restaurant called ‘Kitschy Kitschy Killing’. 

GAINSBORO: I WENT TO A PLACE LIKE THAT ONCE AND… AAAAAAHHH! JUST LOOKING AT IT MAKES ME WANT TO VOMIT. [runs away screaming]

Logico presumes that Bookie was not there. Trying to piece clues together, he has another flashback of sadness.

IRRATINO: Wanna know something HILARIOUS? LOGICO: No… IRRATINO: Watch watch - this is a complete sentence - ‘Ruin runes ruin ruin runes.’ RIGHT?! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Logico is not having it. 

IRRATINO: Hey… if you ever get to a place called ‘New Aegis’. Look for metal in the dry well. You’ll know what I mean. [wink]

Logico just wants to eat him. WHY MUST HE BE DEAD? 

It was the dumbass Mayor Honey! Again. 

HONEY: What?! What secret could I possibly have? LOGICO: Look, you’re obviously the same Mayor Honey from my hometown, and you clearly got the idea of claiming to be another person from Cosmonaut Bluski.  HONEY: WHAT?! BUT I’VE NEVER HEARD OF EITHER OF THESE PEOPLE!! LOGICO: You JUST said that the ‘original’ Mayor Honey is your brother.

Logi slaps his Murdle grid on the ground to let them figure it out, and leaves. Wait, somebody wanted to show him something. Right?

The end!

Damn you Uncle Midnight why must you be so hard to draw you're one of my favorite characters

Can't wait to see the Crystal Goddess lmao. She's GOT to have more of a role in the later books... right??

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers!

[just-some-random-blogger]

Damn this was a ride. In all honesty truth, it's only the fact you took the time to explain everything with depth that I was able to understand the plot of game of thrones AHHAAHBABAHAHAH. OK I have like barely basic knowledge but yeah, taking the time to explain everything was very thoughtful of you AHAHAHAH💗💗💗💗

this is pretty long so a keep reading lol

“A beautiful flower for a beautiful lady.” the man said, and though Alys melted, his arm went directly past her, and in front of the Stark girl, whose eyes were wide. Her hands trembled, unable to reach out for the flower - And the man approached her, ripping the stem and putting the flower in her hair. “Much better.” his smile was so gentle and sweet, Y/N thought she would die on the spot.

Instead, she reached out to the ribbon in her hair and tied it around his palm. “I pray that you will win, My Lord.” the Prince’s smile widened, and Y/N could swear that he, in that golden outfit of his, was radiating brighter than the morning Sun.

DANNGGG SHE GOT GAME THO ??? wtf i could never i would simply die in face of oberyn martell

“Calm yourself, Alys. It is just a flower, nothing more. He will not even remember that I exist.” the girl smiled gently at her friend, reassuring her - But she had missed the envious look in her eyes.

🤨 [criminal bombastic side eye] girl dafaq? over a man??? ok i mean the man is gorgeous but have a little bit of feminism damn dafaq

“What an interesting pair we have before us, my love. An innocent and timid little snowdrop, accompanied by a bold and fierce rose. How intriguing.” the Prince was now focused on the two new-comers, though his arms were still snaked around his lover’s waist.

i love ellaria <3 a city girl girl's girl boss slay

“We are undeserving of such compliments, Your Grace.” Y/N spoke softly - [...]

damn. take the compliment???? wtf HELP

“Don’t be rude, Y/N - The Prince is giving us compliments, you have to accept them.” Alys grunted at her friend, before turning at the Martell Prince, batting her eyelashes dearly. 

i mean at least she has a little bit of sense

“Noble or not, it does not take away from your beauty.” Y/N retorted quickly - [...]

YN GIRLS GIRL LOVE CARE SLAY QUEEN YASS PURR UGH

“Beautiful names, just like the ladies having them.” Oberyn nodded. “Then, would the ladies wish to share our chambers tonight?” Y/N almost fell backwards off the bench from complete shock and fright.

Oberyn is the girl, yn and i are the cat:

BUT ALSO DONT MIND IF I DO DADDY 🤪🤪🤪🤪😜😜😜😜😜

The next morning was unusually quiet and relaxing. The weather was fine, the Sun was warm and the breeze just right. Somehow, during this beautiful morning, somehow, even the royal stench wasn’t as awful on the senses as usual. Y/N decided to have a plate of fruit tarts and find her peace in the flower garden, alone from everyone else. It was her hiding place - A little silly, she knew, but sitting down on the soft green grass and gazing at the myriad of colourful flowers was the only thing that made Y/N smile.

🥺🫶 I see it and i want to be her sounds lovely ugh

“My Lady has such a beautiful smile. You put the flowers around to shame.” [...]

HIHIHIH NO YOU DADDY

[...] “Not bad for something done in this place.” he tilted his head to the side comically.

💀💀💀 AHAHAHAHAHAHA OBERYN COMEDIC KING PULLED NO STOPS WENT RATATATATATA

“Forgive my language, Your Grace, but I think the right word you are searching for is much harsher and down to earth. I am an outright simple idiot.” her delicate hand was placed over his, so she could move his hand away from her face.

BRUHHHH 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀

AT LEAST SHE'S SELF-AWARE1!! You know what the dead greek guy said i know that i know nothing and thus he was the smartest. 😌😌😌 purr queen things 💅💅💅💅

“I am undeserving of your compliments, Your Grace - Though, I am grateful for your discretion.” [...]

[CRIMINAL BOMBASTIC SIDE EYE] TAKE THE COMPLIMENT YOU RAT me @ myself fuuuuuck

But Ellaria was the sweetest woman in the world, and she hugged her dearly to her chest and kissed the top of her head. “Sweet little flower, worrying so much over nothing. It should be yourself you should be worrying about. Being traded off like an object of political means. You needn’t apologise to me. I pity you - But fret not. Oberyn is a good man. He will take good care of you. And so will I.” she remembers tearing up and hugging the woman tighter, thanking her over and over again for being so understanding and benevolent.

ELLARIA THE QUEEN THAT NEVER WAS MOVE OVER RHAENYS

Most of the time, however, she would spend her time in her room, doing various activities, be that reading Dornish books, or practicing over and over again strategies for the card game that Oberyn had thought her. She wanted to be a worthy opponent for the man - She had to live up to the expectations of a Prince, after all. Or, at least as close as she can get. Sometimes, she would embroider some of her dresses, and even some of the tunics that the Prince may or may not have intentionally taken over to her room. He had even taught her how to paint, and brought her all kinds of paints and paper, and though it wasn’t perfect, she had a particular fondness and skill in painting the flowers she would see in the gardens.

she like me fr. tryna impress my crush. also nauuURRRR HE'S AN ARTIST 😩😩😩😩💔💔💔💔💔

But the most beautiful envelope was directed to Alys. [...]

a waste of paper im sure. friends dont eye friends evilly

“Do you love women, Y/N?” he asked in the most casual tone possible. “If yes, I can have any woman of your liking brought over for you.” it only made her cheeks flare up.

NO BUT HES SO FUCKING HOT FOR THAT BARK BARK WOOF WOOF GRRRRR AWWWOOOOO also the fact he wasn't outright offering himself cos he wants to give her options

“You needn’t be cautious with me, sweetling. Men loving men, women loving women - People loving people - It matters little, as long as the love is genuine. You can tell me. I want to know the preferences of my lovely wife.” he always knew how to make her mind spin around.

PERSONALLY I WOULD PREFER IF YOU [GETS HIT BY A BUS]

Now, even more than before, he would come over to her chambers and would bring her new jewellery, all of them shining gold like the Sun, with precious stones of every kind and colours, and he would steal long and tender kisses from her. If he were gifting her a necklace, he would put it around her neck from behind, admiring how it embellished her flawless snow-white cleavage, and would embrace her from behind, leaning down to tickle her with soft neck kisses - She would always giggle from those.

sugar daddy core purr as he should 😌💅

If there were rings, he would kneel in front of her and slid them on, before kissing each of her knuckles, the back of her hand, and then he would lean his face into her touch and kiss the inside of her wrist - She would get so bashful that she would get on the ground next to him and hug him tightly to her chest, whispering the sweetest confessions of love and care.

And if he were to bring he any kind of hair accessory, be it a flower crown or pearls, a golden gem tiara, or a sheer veil filled with diamonds and zircons that would make her hair shine even more, then he would ask to brush her hair and he would fix the accessory in her hair himself, then tilt her head to kiss her forehead - She would put her hand over his, and cheekily bring his hand for her to kiss.

During the day, the two would play the newest card and dice game that was trending all around the young people - It became a trend, as she called it - And he had to admit, it was a nice game that combined strategy and luck rather beautifully. But better than that, he loved how she would make such adorable expressions when she would lose. He didn’t even imagine there could exist one with such awful luck, but she proved him wrong, times and times again, when out of 10 dices, none of them would depict the element she needed... For multiple rounds... For multiple games.

girl 💀💀💀💀🧍‍♀️ press f to pay respect 😔

At evening, she would sneak by the shore and dance - But it wasn’t just any type of dancing, Oberyn realised - But spear dancing. After he showed off to her multiple times when training, it seemed to have inspired the little flower to practice herself. She was fast and agile, but more than anything, she was so graceful and elegant, with her flowing skirts spinning around her slender form, and her long hair flying with every move. More than anything, however, she was having fun. Never had he seen her grinning so widely and having fun with all her heart. She looked free - As free as a bird, allowed to sing at will and fly at win - Allowed to do anything without anything restricting her in any way. She had some difficulty with the weight of the weapon, but twirling around made it feel less than a feather.

ok girlie

go off and seduce our man

“I’m surprised, lovely, Y/N, you have become so good at this.” seeing as it had dried, he held up the long paper and admired it. “Just like the real flower - I’ll have someone hang it so I can see it every time I wake up. Thank you, sweet one.” he raised her chin slightly, before kissing her forehead.

“You do not get it at all, do you? Or is that you do not want to understand?” he asked, putting Y/N on his lap. “It is you that I love.” Oberyn pulled the girl into a long and passionate kiss. “And I will have no one hurt the one I love.” he kept pulling her closer and closer with each kiss. The fire was suffocating her, but it also made her long for more. “I was unable to save Elia, but I will not allow those fuckers to lay their hand on you, my love.” Y/N was feeling her body and mind melting altogether in his embrace, and she was sure that, soon, she will transform into a puddle and slip between his fingers. “I am no saving Alys. I am saving you.”

“I DEMAND TRIAL BY COMBAT!” the very same wavery voice shrieked out, her voice echoing loudly through everyone’s ears. 

you what? SHE SCREAMING FR DANG. girl even i know oberyn dies in this ??? girl [criminal bombastic side eye] but get it ig

[...] “You! How-- HOW COULD YOU DO SOMETHING SO STUPID?!” a familiar voice cried out, as rapid footsteps echoed - Y/N felt herself being pushed against the wall by weak hands. Her beautiful sister Sansa was crying in her chest, shaking and sobbing tragically. “You will die! How could you do that?! Was seeing dad die not enough?! Now you will have me watch you die as well?!” 

sansa the only one who got the brain cells in the fam

“Dorne and House Martell is known to cause problems for the Crown for hundreds of years. Might as well sneak you out and bring you back to Sunspear with your elder sister. You will see that she has taken quite a liking to the Water Gardens especially.” Oberyn’s amused voice betrayed none of his nervousness. Sansa had a glare on her face, looking at him. She saw him as the man who took her sister away from her.

girl 💀💀 now is not the time but thanks i guess A for effort

“You are still hurting, my love. There is no need for you to rush or hide your mourning. You need to heal.” his voice was so gentle and loving, Y/N felt herself melting in his touch.

daddy listen we wanna get married to you before she does something that kills u ok? ok

“I know. But I was raised with very traditional and stuck up views. I have long since broken many of those sacred laws, but by mine own selfishness, I am invoking the marriage pact so I can have you even closer to me. Will you forgive me for my unbecoming selfishness, my sweet Prince?” his chuckled breath on her skin as he was kissing her neck made her fingers dig into his shoulder as she let out a sweet mewl.

finally ughhhh 💗💗😫😫

“The Lannisters send their regards -” [...]

you thought you ate? you thought you did something? [walks away]

“First of all - Fuck the Lannisters. Second of all... Fuck you.” Y/N chuckled, seeing Alys with huge tears in her eyes, groaning from the pain.

deserve BEAT HER ASS UNGRATEFUL PRICK

“H-How did you -- How did you know?!” the Manderly girl shrieked at her, making Y/N cringe and rub her ears.

????????????????????????????????? at this point if she didnt she deserves to die /////: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[...] “Also - Tyrion told me you’re Cersei’s lackey. I had been on the lookout for you for... A while now.”

💅💅💅💅💅 purr

“IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME!” Alys yelled at her. “It should have been me...!” she started sobbing. “Cersei promised me she would marry me to you! She promised me wealth and status and everything I wanted, as long as I worked for her!” 

“Because I’m cute.” Y/N laughed at her, only for her lover to agree. [...]

HAHHAHAAHHAHAH AND THATS ON CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT HAHHHAAHA SLAYYYYYYYYYY

“Surely, you can go have your fun with her later. My sweet, innocent snowdrop aroused me too much, and I couldn’t possibly continue my night peacefully without some aid from my beautiful and lovely wife.” lazily extending his arm, he grabbed the girl’s wrist and pulled her back on top of him. “Since you ask me so nicely, I suppose I can make her wait a night... Or maybe two, to take care of my sweet husband of mine.”

My Innocent Snowdrop ~ Oberyn Martell x Stark!Reader

Summary: The eldest Stark girl is forced to marry Oberyn Martell as a political alliance made by Cersei, but what she does not know is that the Prince of Dorne is a very loving man who easily falls in love with her and cherishes her deeply.

The wolves never strayed away from the North - Y/N told herself, staring up at the head of her father, rotting on that wretched pike. He should have rejected the spot as the Hand of the King - Look where it got him and all the men that came with them. Septa Mordane’s head was also there, staring up at the Sun… And poor Jayne Poole, being imprisoned and… Lord knows what is being done to her.

Lady was dead, Nymeria and Meria, Y/N’s direwolf, were long since away from their premises. All the Stark wolves were very much dispersed all over Westeros, with Sansa and Y/N the only unfortunate souls licking each other’s wounds in King’s Landing.

Y/N would think hard, if there was any good memory she had of this forsaken place. Perhaps the time that she saw Arya being taught how to ‘dance’ by the master. The castle, the courtyard… Maybe everything except for the flower gardens was completely awful - Just like the stench of Flea’s Bottom. A good memory would be when she cheered for Sandor Clegane during the journey for Prince Joffrey’s name day… While he was still Prince, at least. He was such a good man, despite that rough exterior he puts out - Though Sansa was afraid to even look at him, Y/N always felt safe around him. Ironically, the same could be said about Tyrion, the Lannister dwarf with that silver tongue and cheek to match him. She could could count on her fingers the amount of times he had saved her and Sansa from danger - And she wouldn’t have enough hands.

She missed the North so much. That harsh cold was soothing, and the whipping wind was a caress. She wanted to hear the lullaby of the forest and the beauty of the fauna and flora around. She wanted to feel the fluffy snow under her feet again, and see her North lights with her old friend, the bastard of Dreadfort. She was glad that her parents had no idea she would meet up with Ramsay Snow every fortnight, in the Wolf’s Woods - He might have been the craziest psychopath, she thought, but she hadn’t felt more alive than when they were running with their canine companions through the frozen forests.

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Day 20 - Domas & Hokuro

[saltydumplings]

SHOW HERO TO VILLAIN RIGHT NOW. NO DEBATE. DO IT. oh. oh shit. You tricked me. You sneaky bastard. No way. Get back into your cell right now.

Snippet #9.9

Part 9

AHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Oh, Epic, you FOOL! I AM FREE!!

Also, I loved writing chill supervillain: they just looked down at assassin's body like "ight imma head out."

Oh and thank you to anonymous for the flowers - they're beauti-- HEY, H-HOW DARE YOU CALL ME A C-CUTIE!! TH-THAT'S ILLEGAL! IF THIS WASN'T A SNIPPET I'D BONK YOU!!

The worst part was the waiting. The villain couldn't even pace about, they just had to lie on their couch - going up stairs was a definite no, so they'd have to be content with staying downstairs for however long it took them to recover. Hours passed and they couldn't settle down to do anything, eventually just having the TV on more for noise than to actually watch it. Part of them wished they could just sleep the time away but they were far too anxious for that.

By the time they heard a knock at their door, they'd worked themself up into such a state that they all but leapt up - immediately having to sit back down as a flash of pain burned through their side. A jangle of keys and the door opened before they could attempt to get up again, the sidekick giving them a look that suggested they were an idiot before stepping aside to let someone else enter.

God, what the villain would give to stand right now...

"Hero." The name fell from their lips so softly - the quietness of it making it seem more like a sigh of relief.

The villain's arms raised almost instinctively and within seconds the hero was there holding them just as tight, careful not to disturb the villain's wound as they clung on for dear life. The hero was crying, cheeks wet with tears when the villain cupped their face with their hands, pushing the other away for a second to inspect them. The first thing that caught their notice was the bandages around the hero's arms, then the bruises that appeared here and there - more of them likely concealed by the clothes they wore. Then they saw the hero's neck. Red, hot, anger coarsed through them like wildfire - a desire to burn and bring ruin to all the assassin had built for themself pressing at the back of their mind... But there was something else they were feeling too, and it's presence was far stronger:

"I'm sorry--"

"--I'm sorry."

The words were said at the same time and the villain paused in some confusion, the hero seemingly feeling a similar shock as they looked upon them.

The villain gently stroked away a tear from their cheek. "What would you ever have to be sorry for?" they asked.

"I-I--" The hero's eyes wandered down to villain's side - white bandages visible where their shirt had rucked up a bit. "It was my fault. I'm the reason you got h-hurt: I didn't trust you and I was so st-stupid, and I'm sorry - I'm so, s-so sor--"

The villain shushed them as they started to break down a little, hands carding through the hero's hair softly. The other seemed to startle at the touch for a second before melting into it: it wasn't like the assassin's touch - it was real, and caring, and genuine, and it felt so good...

"Hero, none of this was your fault," the villain assured. "It was mine."

The hero looked at them then, eyes wide with surprise.

"I knew the risks and I let you leave anyway - I was selfish and I wanted to prove something but all it did was drag you right into Assassin's hands. If anyone was being stupid it was m--"

"You were both stupid," the sidekick said, setting down two glasses of water on a small table near the couch, having overheard the whole conversation from the kitchen. "I hardly think it would have mattered though - as far as I see it, Assassin would have eventually made a move no matter what you did. But it's over now, so stop beating yourself over what happened and just be glad that it all turned out well."

The hero and villain fell into silence. Neither of them wanted to admit the sidekick was right - both still feeling guilty over the whole ordeal - but the other did make a valid point. Wordlessly, the villain moved to hold the hero's hand, the hero looking up at them and giving a small smile as their fingers interlaced.

"Oh, and since I take it that you two are going to be completely inseparable and Villain is limited to the downstairs area...I guess I'll be taking the bed," the sidekick added.

The villain turned to them with narrowed eyes, watching as they started to ascend the stairs. "Excuse me, as thankful as I am I don't remember giving you permission to stay."

"I didn't ask for it."

They soon disappeared from sight, the sound of the villain's bedroom door shutting making itself known a few seconds later. The villain scowled as they turned back to the hero, hearing the other's faint huff of amusement.

"I don't know how you ever befriended them," the villain stated. "They're mean, and rude. They threatened to poke me so that I couldn't go on the mission, you know."

"Good," the hero said, "you're in no state to fight."

The villain felt some of their earlier frustration at their own uselessness return, eyes straying down to the hero's neck once more.

"I'm going to kill them," they said. "I don't care if they're of use to Supervillain: I will kill Assassin and I will make sure that they--"

"I did..." the hero said quietly.

The villain stopped, not quite knowing what they were saying. "Did what?"

The hero swallowed. "I-I did it: I killed them... They said you were dead - that they'd killed you and I couldn't - I couldn't j-just let them--"

"You killed for me?" the villain asked.

"Yes," the hero whispered. It had been wrong - they knew it had been wrong, but they'd done it before they'd even truly thought--

The villain kissed them, the action so soft and gentle that the hero's mind went blank, attention solely caught up on how hot the villain's breath felt against their skin when they parted.

"I know you won't believe it - not yet," the villain said, "but what you did was right."

The hero shook their head slightly. "A hero doesn't kill, Villain. I...I don't know what I am anymore."

"But I do," the villain said, and they kissed them once more - hands cradling the hero's head whilst the other hung onto their shoulders, embracing every touch and sensation like it was a gift.

"You are my hero...and you always will be."

Part 11

[newtonsheffield]

So, I read you bit about Kate talking about Anthonys dick and immediately imagined her pregnant having breakfast with Edwina: "I almost throw up this morning " "I thought you weren't having morning sickness anymore" "oh no, I'm not, but I had Anthony's di-" "Don't finish that sentence!" Sorry for that 😬

Ahahahahahaha!

No but let's see how this would go!

Related to this In Bloom post

It wasn't fair to say that Edwina wasn't happy for Kate. That wasn't fair at all. Kate had always been such a singular person, even surrounded by all the idiots society could offer, she'd always eschewed the company of most other people, and even though she'd hidden it so well, Edwina had known that Kate had felt so lonely sometimes.

And now she had Anthony, and they really were such a beautiful couple. So blindingly happy, all the time that it had hardly been a surprise when Kate had told her and their mum, with an Anthony who looked like he was going to pass out Anthony and I are having a baby.

Anthony who'd shuffled her and their Mum aside while Kate was digging in the kitchen for cocktail onions allegedly, his hand ruffling his hair nervously.

"I'm really committed to Kate and I don't want you to think that because we're not married I don't- I have a ring and I was going to propose but then we realised she was pregnant and I don't want her to think it's because she's pregnant, I just-" He made a frustrated noise while her mother blinked bemusedly at him. "I love Kate, and I love our child, I'm really excited to be a Dad, and this is it for me."

Edwina had honestly never heard Anthony say so many words together, and had been trying to formulate a response before her mother had beaten her to it.

"We know, Anthony." She'd said gently, wrapping her arms tightly around him. "We're happy for the two of you, honestly."

And really, their mother was ecstatic, from the way she'd sighed hugging Kate tightly you'd think she was in her forties, a shy ageing spinster, rather than a 26 year old.

"Ugh! I thought this would never happen!"

"She's literally in her mid twenties, her womb's hardly having a going out of business sale." Edwina had quipped, not at all cowed by the sharp look their mother had tossed her.

"Well excuse me for being excited. She's stunning, he's handsome, my grandbaby is going to make Portia Featherington so jealous she might die."

But really, Edwina thought their mum might be a little less enthusiastic about it, if, like Edwina, she had to hear the details that had led to the conception of said child.

"Pregnancy is kind of the worst." Kate said, flopping into the seat across the table from Edwina at brunch. "Anthony's kid is going to have such a big head, I can feel it growing in there."

Edwina had snorted, "Not feeling very kind towards our baby daddy this morning?"

Kate sighed smiling up at the waitress who'd appeared out of thin air. "do you have any chocolate milk?"

The waitress just blinked at her, "Er... yes?"

"Perfect! If you could just get me like... let's start with three glasses of that but just keep them coming, and then like as many eggs as you can fit on a plate, and then some sausages."

Edwina had bitten her lip at the girl's startled expression, "I'll just some orange juice, a chamomile tea and if you have any eggs left after hers, I'll have the eggs benedict. Thank you!"

The waitress practically stumbled back to the kitchen, looking back over her shoulder murmuring to the barista, Kate Sharma just ordered the strangest thing. No I'm sure it's her.

"So we hate Anthony this morning?" Edwina said, catching Kate's attention.

She hummed, "Of course I don't hate him, have you seen how cute he is?"

"Then why are we bemoaning the circumference of his head?"

Kate sighed, "There was... an incident this morning."

Edwina stilled as the waitress lined up chocolate milk in front of her sister. "What kind of incident?"

Kate thanked the waitress waiting for her to leave before she said, "I was... kind of almost sick and now he's being really weird about sex."

Edwina winced, stealing herself for the conversation. "Well I mean he's probably just worried about you. But I thought you said you weren't having morning sickness anymore."

The corner of Kate's lips ticked upwards in a smirk that instantly had Edwina on edge. "I never said it was morning sickness."

"I'm actually not sure I want to hear this story."

"So, my gag reflex has been like... weirdly sensitive since I got got pregnant and I was-"

"I'm sorry I asked." Edwina sighed, more to herself than Kate, because she certainly wasn't listening.

"Giving Anthony head, and you know how big his dick is-"

"I wish every day that I didn't."

"And I-"

"I have your eggs!" The waitress practically squeaked thankfully stealing Kate's attention away and as Edwina pressed a £100 note into her hand as they left the cafe, she couldn't help but think she deserved much more.

[intheticklecloset]

We’ll Make You Happy Again (My Hero Academia)

Primary Universe

@veryblushyswitch​ Yaaaaas! I loved this idea so much! I wrote this one the evening after I found out I needed surgery. It made me feel better in the moment, so hopefully it brightens your day as well! Have some cute cheer-up tickles! ^^

~

“Whoa, hey,” Kirishima said, stopping suddenly as he and Bakugou strolled past the front door together on their way to the kitchen. “Check that out.”

Bakugou glanced to where Kiri was looking. Outside – by himself on the grassy front lawn of their dorm building – sat Deku, curled up in a ball with his arms wrapped around his knees. The sight was…different, to say the least.

“That’s not normal, is it?” Kiri asked.

Bakugou scoffed but said, “No, not really.”

“Should we ask him what’s up?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t care.”

Kiri rolled his eyes. “Fine, dude. Be that way. I’m going to ask him if he’s okay.” That said, the redhead pulled open the front door and stepped outside, walking toward the green-haired boy on the lawn. Bakugou wanted to leave, but for some stupid reason found that he couldn’t. With a loud groan, he followed his friend outside.

“Hey, Midoryia,” Kiri said gently as he knelt next to Deku. “What’s up?”

“Huh? Oh, nothing.” Deku quickly swiped a hand over his eyes. “I’m just…just taking a minute.”

Kiri glanced up, noticing Bakugou had joined him, and shot him a quick smile before plopping down to sit beside his friend. “Anything you want to talk about?”

“It’s really nothing. I’m just having an off day, I guess.”

“Did something happen with Eri?”

“Oh, no! No, Eri is fine. She’s doing well. This is all me.” Deku buried his head in his arms again. “Sorry. I don’t really have an explanation. I just feel down right now.”

“That’s okay. I think we all have those days. Sometimes you just wake up feeling…bleh, right?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

Kirishima nudged him. “Hey. Anything we can do to help?”

“We?” Deku finally lifted his head to really look around, and that’s when he saw Bakugou. “Ah! Kacchan!”

Bakugou frowned down at him. Now that he was making eye contact, it was obvious the nerd had been crying. “Nothing happened? You just feel down? Seriously?”

“I-I…yeah, it’s nothing important. I just don’t feel like myself today.” Deku glanced away. “I know it’s st—”

“Shut up.” Bakugou knelt down with the other two and grabbed onto Deku’s sides. “And cheer up, already. Being in a bad mood is my thing.”

“Ah! W-Wahahahait, wait, I wahahahasn’t ready!” Deku squeaked, instinctively curling up, but he couldn’t hide the smile on his face. “Kacchan, I cahahahan’t tahahake this right nohohow!”

“I’m not going to torture you, idiot.” Bakugou glanced up at Kiri. “Little help?”

Kirishima – who until this point had been too stunned by his friend’s surprising actions to do anything but stare – suddenly snapped out of it and grinned, helping the blonde lay Deku flat on the ground with his arms above his head. Kiri avoided his hips, knowing it wasn’t wise to go straight for that spot. Especially now, when their friend clearly needed playful giggles more than screaming laughter. Instead he scratched lightly along Deku’s ribs and sides. “Cheer-up tickles, huh? Sounds fun to me! And I think you need it, Midoriya.”

“W-Wahahahait!” Deku giggled, his smile as bright as ever while he squirmed from the gentle touches. “You dohohohohon’t have to dohoho this!”

“Of course we don’t have to,” Kirishima agreed. “We want to. Besides, it’s been a while since I got to tickle you, let alone have you almost all to myself while doing so.” The redhead smiled. “Feeling any better?”

“I-I-! I mehehehehean, k-kihihihihind of…” Deku admitted, blushing through his giggles. Then he yelped when Bakugou joined in again, scribbling in his underarms. “Ahahahahahaha! Kacchan!”

“You’ve seriously got to get more creative, nerd.” Bakugou grumbled, but he was smirking. “All you ever seem to be able to do is say my name when I’m tickling you.”

“W-Wehehehell what ehehehelse do you wahahahant me to say?” Deku protested, then immediately wished he hadn’t asked.

“Oh, I don’t know.” Bakugou began to dig a little rougher now. “Admit that I’m going to be the number-one hero.”

“Bakugou!” Kirishima chastised, giving him a look. “Not now!”

“N-Nohohohoho, I’m gohohohoing to be the nuhuhumber-one hehehehero!” Deku managed to tilt his head back and meet Kacchan’s gaze, despite his unstoppable giggling. “You cahahahahan’t make me sahahahay differently!”

Bakugou felt something rise in him at those words. It took everything in him not to completely wreck the nerd right then and there for that. “We’ll talk about that later,” he growled. “For now I think I’d settle for some begging.”

Deku didn’t reply this time. He simply lay there under their tickling fingers, giggling frantically but happily. Kirishima grinned.

“Feeling better, Midoriya?” he asked.

“Yehehehehehes!”

“Have you had enough?” There was a pause. Kiri beamed. “No? Then mind if we take it up a notch?”

Deku’s eyes widened and he lifted his head. “Nohohohohot my hips!”

“Oh, come onnnnn.” Kiri smirked and started skittering his fingers along the hipbones anyway. “I think you could use just a little laughter.”

“P-Plehehehehehease, nohohohohohoho!” Deku sputtered. His head fell back onto the grass as more hysterical giggles spilled out of him.

“Hey! Spiky hair! I’m supposed to make him beg!” Bakugou snapped.

Kiri laughed. “Well you’re up there and I’m down here, so I beg to differ, Bakugou.”

“You don’t think I can make him beg unless I tickle him there?” The blonde let out a laugh. “Think again.”

“AiieeeeEEEEE!!” Deku squealed, tossing his head back as laughter burst from him without any warning. Bakugou continued digging into his underarms roughly, forcing him to make all kinds of sounds. “NahahahAHAHA!! WAhahahAIT!! KAHAHACCHAN!!”

“Come on, man, we’re supposed to be cheering him up, not competing to see who can make him beg more.” Kiri flashed his fiery blonde friend a smirk. “But if you want to challenge me, I’d be happy to take a rain check.”

Bakugou laughed again. “You’re on!”

“Ah! Hohohohohohold on a sehehehehecond, guys!”

“Relax, Midoriya. We’ll talk about it later. Right now we’re just going to tickle you until you’re happy again.” Kiri slid his fingers under Deku’s shirt to scribble directly along his stomach and sides, grinning at the “eep!” the green-haired boy let out. “Now, help us out a little. Where do you like to be tickled the most?”

Deku let out a sound that was somewhere between a whine and startled squawk, his face suddenly flushing a dark red. Clearly flustered, he could do nothing but shake his head and giggle crazily.

“Not gonna tell us, eh?” Bakugou grunted.

“Don’t worry.” Kiri pressed a little harder, earning a fresh round of giggles in return. He chuckled at their helpless friend. “We’ll figure it out. Then we’ll tickle you there until you’re too happy to care about anything else. Sound good?”

Deku squealed, so flustered he could hardly giggle properly at this point.

Kiri beamed. “Great! Let’s get started.”

[fluffyskies]

hi friend! i was thinking maybe you could write a story about a character from both animes? bakugou meets shoyo ? one of my favs from both! just an idea ,'3

Oooh I love the idea!! X3 yes coming right up!

"Who are you?"

Lee Hinata! Ler Bakugou!

Warning ⚠️ a bit of swearing ;-;

It was almost in an instant that Bakugou was there with his classmates fighting another villain. But he somehow ended up in a portal that teleported him to who knows where. It wasn't a surprise that Bakugou himself got into to trouble.

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"Ok let's do rock paper scissors to settle this" Daichi declared. The others nodded in agreement seeming this is the only way to stop the endless bickering.

"On three. One, two....three!" And everyone seemed to have chosen rock but there was one who chose scissors.

"Arhhhhggg!! No! Why'd I have to chose scissors! complained the tiny redhead. Kageyama chuckled "Serves you right carrot head". Hinata glared at him with daggers but all he got in return was a smug smile.

"So Hinata cleans up the equipment right?" asked Asahi.

"Yep! that's right" Suga said with a cheerful smile. Asahi nodded and went to collect his things in the locker room. Then everyone else followed all with content faces meaning that they were relieved that they didn't have to clean up.

Hinata began taking the volleyball net down and struggling to get it off the hook. Kageyama was leaving and he noticed the short spiker jumping to reach the net, so he walked over trying not to laugh at his failure.

"S-so need help?" putting a hand over his mouth to not giggle. Hinata looked over at him and squinted his eyes and made a pouty face.

"Pshh no I'm good and pleeeeaase I don't need your pity" and he turned away dramatically. The tall setter just shrugged and left with everyone else, while Hinata grumbled to himself. Though some of his teammates did ask if he needed any help like Noya and Daichi even that meanie Kageyama asked but he declined. Lost in thought he heard a loud crash in the middle of the court turning around to see what it was.

"Ouch! that hurt like hell, where the heck am I?" looking around it seemed he landed in a volleyball court room.

"Uhhh...who are you...?" asked the surprised kurasuno player.

"Huh?" the UA student looked at him. "Actually I should be asking who the fuck are you?" getting up and looking down at the short redhead. Hinata jumped and backed away a bit trying to figure out what just happened. The guy looked like he was wearing some sort of super hero suit and looked intimidating.

"Did you come out of a portal or something?"

"No I fell out of the sky, idiot! Of course I came through a damn portal!? I mean what else is more logical than that" and this is when he got a good look at who he was actually talking to. He stopped and took a step forward. "Wait a minute you kinda look like Deku why the hells that?".

"H-huh? who's Deku?"

"Eh that's not important just saying you kinda look like him but with orange hair that damn idiot" he muttered. "Anyways care to tell me where the hell I am?"

"W-wait shouldn't I be asking that? Since like it was you who came out of a portal and all"

"Heh, you wanna act smart with me?" taking more steps forward with a devilish smile.

"U-uhh what?" Hinata panicked because he looked scary and he looked like he could blast him to bits. "O-oh no of course not ehehe..." knowing this feeling all too well from Kageyama who seemed to let his anger on him alot.

"Well, if your not gonna tell me then I'll just have to force you" and with that he charged at the short redhead and knocked him over making him squeak. "Now are you gonna tell me who you are and where I am?"

"No! You answer me first!" he yelled at him

"Ok it's your choice" and he began scribbling kinda hard on his sides. And much to his surprise he was indeed ticklish.

"HahEY thahahat tihIhicKles!"

"Yeah it must tickle a whole lot, now tell me your name" he asked again but all he got where high pitch giggles coming through this mouth. So he stopped to let answer.

"Ihihi saihihid yohohohu fihihirst!!" he squawked. All Bakugou did was hum in response and he scittered his fingers on his tummy thinking that would be a good spot to target next. Hinata screeched and wiggled around like a fish out of water desperately trying to get away from those wiggling fingers. His hands were free but he couldn't seem to drag the other guys hands off of him and he was weakened from the tickles.

"Are you gonna answer?" he asked with a smug grin as his fingers dangerously got close to tickling his bellybutton and his laughter got panicky.

"Ohohok ohohok!! mihihiy nahahame ihihis HiNaTaaaahahaha!!!" he giggled hysterically.

"Hinata huh? I'm Katsuki, now where am I?"

"AhahahahAhaha!!" his eyes were squeezed shut and his nose all scrunched, and his body jolting with each ticklish touch. He seemed out if it and all he could do was laugh freely and try to struggle.

The short tempered hero sighed and stopped again to let him catch his breath listening to the titters still spilling out. Then setting his hands on his waist not moving just sitting there waiting for the next attack.

"N-nhhgg! H-hehey wahatch it!" he giggled.

"Hmm? Why?" he grinned. The smaller guy went silent squirming a bit and a nice pink hue was plastered on his cheeks. Bakugou chuckled and began lights wiggling his fingers into the sensitive flesh on his hips making the redhead toss his head back and forth trying to cope with the ticklish sensations. As he thought this was a bad spot so his kept his touches light which proved to be quiet effective.

"Ok I'm gonna ask for the last time where the heck am I?"

"Ehehe Ihihi-cahahan't!"

"Can't what?" he didn't get an answer so he just dug in and squeezed at the skin. And he was rewarded with booming laughter and alot of twisting and turning.

"W-WAIHIHIHIHIHIT!! N-NAHAHA! S-STAHAHAP IHIHIHIHIT REHEHEHHALLY TIHIHICKLES!!!" he laughed hysterically trying to push the other off but couldn't find the strength to do so.

"So are you gonna tell me?" he asked once more while digging in and squeezing every ticklish part on his hips making him go mad. Now that he thought of it this guy really does remind him of Deku the two things they have in common is that they can really piss him off and they have the same tickle spot. Pulled out of his thoughts he heard vague speech through all his laughter.

"OHOHOK OHOHOK IHIHILL TEHEHELL YOHOHOHU!! JAHAHAST P-PLEHEHEHESE STAHAP!!!" he yelled.

With that Bakugou seized his attack and climbed off sitting next to him as he calmed down from the tickle onslaught. After he seemed to regain his breath he told him where he was but didn't know how to get him back.

"Uhhhgg great now what the hell do I do" he groaned. And if was on cue a portal opened up and both of them looked up and saw a figure come out. To Bakugou's surprise is was Deku!? Hinata saw a small guy with a cool hero suit on and green curly hair.

"Ah there you are Kacchan! Come on we have to get back to the school or Aizawa is gonna get mad" he said and took a glance at who was sitting next to him. Bakugou got up and dusted himself off.

"About time you came and how the heck did you even find me?" he asked.

"Oh that! Well while we were fighting that villain I saw you fell into a portal and I had to ask Hatsume for help after they were defeated, but anyway we should get going this portal won't stay open for ever"

"Alright let's get going, and by the way Deku this guy over there reminds me of you heh" he joked giving his hip a quick squeeze.

"E-ek! w-what do you mean by reminds you of me?? he squeaked.

And they both left going into the portal with Bakugou giving a small akward wave good-bye. Then they were gone and Hinata layed down trying to process what happened in the last hour. Maybe he should of took his friends up on their offer to help...

[doodleimprovement]

The Ghosts of Subcon Forest

Wow I wrote another ficlet based off another of @cupcakeshakesnake‘s art posts that you can see here. 

This is the last one I promise ajkdkasldjshd

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Hat Kid had heard the scary stories of the ghosts of the Subcon Forest. Cooking Cat - though she’d only known the kid for a few days - had showered her in the horrifying tales of a ghostly king and queen with rag doll children and ghoulish animals. 

It honestly all sounded pretty cool to Hat Kid, who had gone down to the forest once the cat lady left. 

It was indeed dark, but it didn’t feel nearly as foreboding at the Cooking Cat made it seem. 

The colors were cold, but not uninviting. 

The glowing of certain plants gave the forest an ethereal, gentle aura - at least to her. 

She was so enthralled that she didn’t notice the trap beneath her feet until it was too late. 

Stuck in a sack, she feebly attempted to escape until the bag was untied, and she was unceremoniously dropped into a large, fluffy-feeling palm. 

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA FOOOOOL!!! YOU HAVE FALLEN INTO MY DOMAIN” The booming, echoing voice yelled. Hat Kid looked up- terror evident in her eyes as she stared up at the glowing, fanged face of the ghost king of Subcon Forest. 

“NOW, YOUR SOUL ISS-Oh shit” He paused, staring in surprise at the little girl in his hands “You’re not one of those bumbling mafia idiots. How old are you?” 

Hat kid’s brow furrowed in confusion “Uh.. Uhm…. 8?” She guessed. 

“Oh, OH!” His head turned “VANESSA! ITS A KID!” 

“Oh?????” A lighter, but still echoing voice came from the shadows, and suddenly the ghost before her started to change size, shrinking and adjusting his hold until she was resting on his arm. 

“Yeah, not even double digits. Geez, I almost just took her soul and gobbled it up without thinking” He grumbled “I am pretty hungry” 

“Well thank goodness you didn’t! We don’t take children’s souls” a similar being made themselves known, with legs this time, and sharp looking fingers, but strangely kind eyes. She looked down at Hat Kid, and her jagged mouth formed what Hat Kid assumed was supposed to be a kind smile. 

“Hello there, child. What brings you to Subcon Forest?” 

“Uh.. uhm….” 

“Oh, hah! Where are my manners?” The red ghost interrupted “I am Queen Vanessa. This is my partner, he tends to go by “The Snatcher” these days” 

“King Snatcher, Vannie” The ghoul holding her corrected. 

“Yes dear, of course. And what is your name?” Vanessa looked back at her

“Uh..  I go by hat kid” 

“Ooh, not giving your name. Smart kid. I mean, we’re not Fae so we can’t use your name, but smart” Snatcher complimented. 

“And why are you in our forest, Hat Kid?” 

“Uh, have you seen any hourglasses? About…” She made a large size with her arms “This big? Its fuel for my ship and they’re really important” 

“Hourglasses… Hm, oh yeah, one landed in the manor, didn’t it?” Vanessa thought “I think I saw another near the village” 

“I think one landed on my reading tree! Those were flying through the sky like meteors!” Snatcher announced 

“I- I need to get them!! … please?” Hat Kid muttered the last word 

“Oh, well if they’re so important, surely!” Vanessa nodded “We’ve no need for Hourglasses from space, no no” 

“Buuuuuut” Snatcher cut her off “We need a few favors from you first. 3 hourglasses, 3 favors, that sound fair, kiddo?” 

Before Hat Kid could even respond, Vanessa jumped in “Favors?? Luka, honestly” 

“Just some of the lighter stuff, Vannie! Mail, those fire ghosts, I’m not tossing her in my lab or anything” 

“You have a lab??” Hat kid jumped in his arm “That’s so cool!!” 

“Hah! I told you I was cool” Snatcher grinned at Vanessa “Well she must be a nerd too, dear” The woman rolled her eyes “Well… how do you feel about helping us, Hat Kid?” 

“Oh,uh, I’ll help! No problem!” She jumped in Snatcher’s arm, who then put her down. 

“Excellent!! Let’s get it in writing, shall we?” The ghost snapped his fuzzy looking fingers and a scrolled paper appeared with a burst of flame. 

Hat Kid hoped this wasn't some kind of trick. 

oOoOoOoOo

At long last. She was going home. 

It only took two solid months of running around and getting the crap beat out of her by birds and mafia guys and one time- just as a “test”- by a ghost! 

And then there was the whole thing with Mustache girl. 

Yeah, she might not be super fond of her home planet, but at least she’d reunite with Bow and they’d get to explore the galaxy together. 

She was gonna miss the crazy planet though. Especially Vanessa and Snatcher (She tried calling him Luka and he threw whatever the adult ghost version of a “fit” was) They were really nice, even if Snatcher decided he wanted to test her magical abilities. 

He was a bit of a butt, but Vanessa made up for him. 

Admittedly, she was still surprised when she saw him, not Vanessa, hanging outside her ship, asking her if she was really leaving. 

She felt a little bad for knocking him off, but he could float, he’d be fine. 

In fact, he was so fine that he popped into her bridge and scared her half to death. 

“Heya kiddo! Not even gonna say goodbye, hm?” 

Feeling a little embarrassed, she grabbed at the bottom of her oversized shirt 

“.... I didn’t wanna say bye” she admitted

“And why is that?” He asked, his voice almost seemed soft. 

“Well uh… cause I wanna come back” She explained further “My friend, she’s still on my home planet, and I wanna get her! We always said we’d fly together in space and I keep my promises!” 

“Hah, heck yeah you do kid, you’re one of the best contractors I’ve had in years!” He complimented, holding up his hand, which had a brown bag in it. “Vannie wanted me to give these to you before you left. She made you -” 

“COOKIES???” 

She jumped on him to grab the bag, which he lifted up further 

“Ah ah ah, gotta sign a contract” She backed off him with a confused and slightly annoyed look. A contract popped into being, and had a pretty simple request

[COME BACK AND BRING YOUR FRIEND] 

She couldn’t help the glassy eyes as she stared at it. 

All the other planets she’d been to on her test, on her adventure, no one ever asked her to come back. 

She grabbed her marker and scribbled her name carefully. 

“Nice” he responded, looking down at her with a rather genuine smile, putting the cookie bag down, and reaching around his neck for his handkerchief. 

“Huh?” 

“Well, Vanessa’s giving you something, and I think I should give you somethin’ too” he reasoned “I’ve got a dozen of these, I can give you one” He admitted, unfolding the handkerchief and draping it over her shoulders. It was as big as a shawl. 

She grabbed it with her tiny hands and looked up at him with those glassy eyes. 

“Th-thank you…” 

He pat her head “See you soon, kid?” 

She reached out and hugged his noodly tail “See you soon” 

Taking a moment to think he grabbed the girl and gave her a quick, full hug before letting go 

“Don’t take too long! Vanessa can get impatient” 

Hat kid giggled “You got it!” She gave him a little salute, before he flew directly through her window. 

She stared down at the forest, her smile wide and excited. 

Oh, she’d definitely be back. 

Bow was gonna love this. 

[dangermousie]

Omg ahahahahahaha! They are on a demonic island surrounded by a horde of demons and they are still having a relationship fight! I cannot with these two idiots, I love it so much!

[theskyexists]

ive bought harrow the ninth and am now attempting to reread act 1 so that i may understand it better

ianthe clearly proposes that Harrow not get herself killed trying to bring Gideon back - reading it over again. instead to take the future and somehow?? be really powerful together and forget about their cavaliers. but harrow says no

im once again struck with how offhand this book introduces the concept that the empire goes out to deliberately kill planets over a couple of generations

now im not sure....there also seems to be an implication that there’s no aliens - because they say only humanity has a soul - but client planets were said to rebel - i guess the human colonisers rebel against central solar system command sometimes? but then what enemy does the Cohort fight? possibly it’s just bigotry that they think aliens dont have a soul

but like - they find LIVING PLANETS and then - kill them slowly. to the extent that they need to move the entire population. WHAT? why do they do that??? just so they can do some bone tricks???!

what the fuk

so how did the planets get murdered again? and which solar system planets could really have been said to have had enough life to have a soul?? cos like, only one of them is really known for that

why did God give Harrow the choice to go back home TWICE if he was never going to let her?

once again, why mess with the Hand candidates if God was always gonna come for Cytherea? just to mess with him more?

yeah - harrow keeps hearing and saying ortus ninegad but the rest of the world remembers gideon.

Harrow truly is totally mentally shattered AND time is totally fucked up

but sometimes in the fake-ish timeline Harrow remembers but doesn’t remember Gideon - like how she notes that there were two womb-bearing members of the Ninth who were the right age...but only elaborates on herself

for some reason - Harrowhark remembers Ianthe’s arm ripped from her by Cytherea - but now it’s whole. for some reason

that letter is still so what the fuck

‘like you did the last time’ - hm harrowhark sewed Ianthe’s lips shut? how did she come by the power?

is ianthe - calling Harrowhark God?

throughout the first act, they keep referring to time, having too much time, or not mastering time, or not having enough time, ‘this time’ etc.

the eggs you gave me all died - that’s DIRECTED at Harrow, is my theory

ok but the planet revenants come after Lyctors and also God (- God became God when? at the Resurrection) before the Lyctors happened - God was still at Canaan House - despite the Revenants already coming right...

is Teacher criticising god and lyctors for leaving Canaan House lol?

ok so yeah Canaan House WAS part of a ‘last sacrifice’

ok so - Harrowhark is a little resurrection miracle. This implies that God killed a lot to resurrect the Houses.

wow God is being a very dad to Harrow

Blood of Eden - BOE - they turned their back on the solar system. now they hate necromancy. in other words - when the solar system died, God resurrected it - but before that point some humans had fled - lived. and they can see what absolute fuckin horror necromancy is ACTUALLY

so what im getting is...maybe...god resurrected humanity by killing the planets...?

i just realised that Ianthe has taken Gideon’s place as the smartass in the room - the counterweight to Harrow’s portentousness

what the fuck do augustine’s comments to Mercy mean???? why is she unloveable? why would he say that God doesn’t need her? and why is it obscene that Augstine calls God John? What is the dangerous game she’s playing? What was the foul implication??

‘Then that is your downfall’ OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Harrow BURN!!!

what i don’t get is - the Cohort is an army - when they land they die because they’re being killed by an enemy at the front - NOT in pure sacrifice for thanergy. so why does only the death of humans and planets produce thanergy. why is the death of the enemy not good enough? they don’t have fuckin souls?? they MUST be complex life. and doesn’t a planet produce a constant stream of thanergy? but i guess it’s not dying enough - generally its life maintains itself in ecosystems.....unless a fuckin lyctor ‘makes the juice flow’ i guess!

sometime in the next book there IS gonna be a ‘are we the baddies’ meme. muir loves memes and she stuck skulls on absolutely EVERYTHIGN. Like WHY THE FUCK would you colonise planets if you gotta kill them for it? LOL????

huh? augustine just said that they can’t use necromancy when in the river - but mercy mocked harrow for having hypothermia ? implying her fundamental failure was not being able to necro while in the river? Harrow’s inability was what was wrong partly right?? oh no ok it’s how Harrow tried to compensate for her body going lights out while in the river. alright. that was written confusingly

how and why is this a completely different story???

The Sleeper.......is Harrowhark? the suit is too close to what she was wearing killing the asteroid. and the sleeper is lying on ‘something’. oh they just straight up say it lololol

ortus got into trouble 19 years ago...hhmmmmm wasn’t Gideon 19??? huh? which is why Mercy started at Harrow’s peculiar YELLOW eyes that Harrow can’t see herself i think

‘i do things face to face’ ortus says after stabbing harrow. HUH? why go for a stab if decapitating would have done the job? just to give her a small chance to fight back? (face to face?)

why not tell God that ‘his’ attack dog is trying to kill you?

why does Ortus the First want me dead? ‘who?’ ---uh. has she forgotten him completely (time shit) or is she saying the wrong name? mercy wouldnt reply like that then right?

she told him and he’s like - oh well guess you gotta just get through repeated almost-successful attacks on your life. ???? THANKS GOD!!!

‘you, with your unfortunate memory for poetry’ HA! i love how we are reminded that she knew all the fuckin damn books nearly by heart which is insane!

Teacher suggests his dying at least three times a day?? hahaha what?.........................is this purely a meme reference. is that meme the mental image im supposed to have of Teacher??????????? is this trying to say that this meme was preserved in the amalgamation of human life that is Teacher?? oh my god....

no.....palamedus and camilla....did old Harrow really kill them.....

seems like all the murders were consensual maybe?

it’s probably too straightforward that Harrow created and alternate timeline and made for a Harrow Lyctor without Gideon dying and kicked her to the original? maybe she took Ianthe and Coronabeth with her bc she needed Ianthe’s help

is this Cytherea or Dulcinea? Pro seems real this time. why does Dulcie call Pal and Cam strands and cords?

did muir put in a fuckin secondary school S - muir’s just like - im gonna put in all the memes as a nod to ancient human culture

still no idea what the messages are that Harrow is getting

This Harrow is so goddamn sick. I mean she was sick before, but at least she had Gideon. Really do feel that that helped her. now she didn’t have that -- AND she’s getting slapped with trauma another five times

if ortus can undo the thanergy of her own bone then why not simply crumble HARROW into dust? cos there’s a core of thanergy fusion in her that he can’t undo?

FLKJDFKLJSDLFSD fucking IANTHE ‘Wow! Not how I imagined this happening, at all.’  FUCKIN HELL

Harrow with her fucking fucked up dramatic inner monologues about weakness and Ianthe comes in with this shit. she really is doing Gideon proud here.

Did love Harrow’s musings about how only a truly idiotically obedient Cavalier would be the only one to keep to a vow of silence. HAH! nice one muir

‘have you taken the time to rest lately?’ asks God, YOUR FUCKING SAINT IS TRYING TO KILL HER IN THE FUCKING BATH YOU IDIOT AHAHAHAHA

JEZUS FUCKING CHRIST - try and be normal Harrow! try and make some soup and read a book! Harrow: *does and then hyperventilates hidden under her bed after 86 hours of zero sleep*

she was trying to remember what cutlery did. why is this so goddamn funny hahahaa. this book has ONLY been Harrow being in extreme states of misery ALL THE TIME both mentally and physically to the point of death

GOD IS HAPPY THAT SHE MADE SOUP AND DOESNT EVEN FUCKIN NOTICE SHE’S NOT SLEPT FOR A WEEK SOMEHOW THIS IS THE MOST HILARIOUS SHIT

thats what you fucking GET you piece of shit god! you push a prodigy teen to the brink and she fuckin explodes your lyctor and feeds you her fuckin marrow. maybe you shouldn’t have ignored her goddamn fucking understandable distress

SHE FUCKIN HITS HIM WITH THE FUCKIN TRUTH what an IDIOT of a God. he truly doesn’t understand mortality anymore huh

I LOVE HOW MERCYMORN CONTINUES TO MAKE HARROW YOUNGER IN HER HEAD AHAHAHAHAHAHA she’s only nine years old!!!hahahaha

naturally God focuses on how - wait- actually harrow is truly an INSANE necromancer - INSANE

still no idea what the fuck is going on in the not-past

aww. ianthe’s scent soothes harrow now. begrudgingly of course.

i thought this was gonna be lovely angsty harrow/gideon but naturally that did not happen

harrow is comfortable! first time in the whole book! one moment of comfort!!!

‘love my twin, also murder’ tridentarius pffjlfjdljf

‘how i crave your honeyed words’ hah

wow this scene sure is weirdly sexual with these similes lol ‘as though she had shyly undressed for you’ ok there Harrow you about to chop her arm off calm it probably sex repulsed thirsty teen

i do love how....there is this theme again that’s everybody underestimating the main character - who is actually a prodigy. Gideon had that with the sword and Harrow also has it with being a Lyctor now

it’s so telling that these Saints would rather be shits to these babies than help Ianthe grow a new fuckin arm

i dont see why Ianthe can’t work off this bone construct which is her own stuff and put some flesh on it since SHES A FLESH NECRO?

Ianthe that’s super gay

wow muir really never delivers on full gay does she??? i dont mind but i think it’s so striking hahaa

how are Harrow and Ianthe still hung up on the Saint of Duty? i mean, if they dont have him against the RB they’re dead anyway

why is the First going through rain and ice?

Harrow haunted? naawwww

i cant help but like mercymorn though - she cares. it’s soured ages ago but she cares.

awww Harrow needs Ianthe to sleep

Ianthe constantly poking Harrow for her prudishness is so goddamn funny.

‘It’s the type of energy i wish to take into my future’ AHAHAHAHAHAAH IANTHE MY GOD

‘i always forget you were an honest to go nun ... and six years old to boot if you listen to mercymorn’ HAHAHAHAHAHA

‘you look good enough that im proud of my handiwork but not so good that i’ll be consumed with lust and ravish you over the nut bowl’ fpdfjsdfkjsd this is what harrow means with crude japery and yet....

mercymorn has started to call harrow three years old. i will NEVER tire of this gag

all of the blood of eden stuff happened in the past 25 years??? god was on the erebos, but he also remembers ortus kicking the commander out of an airlock? that was in the last 25 years??

Ianthe‘s carressing the nape of Harrow’s neck. hmmhm

its honestly super weird if you think about it for more than 10 seconds that theyre talking about their cavaliers whom they murdered (im still not sure if all consensually) ten thousand years ago (!) and how hot they were that just seems.....fucked up

Harrow is like WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!! basically all the time but especially now. yep well that was to be expected i guess lololol

Harrow being painfully frozenly fascinated by (god having) sex and deeply repulsed is very Harrow

oh nooooo well that was a perfect kiss between them really

the funny thing about Harrow is that though she is so completely fucked up - just like Gideon - she is fundamentally a helper.

why wouldn’t Harrow have thought of blood wards! she knew he could only bleed thanergy! it;s the first thing i thought - just use not bone wards then!

ortus thinks anastasia is in Harrow - which makes me think - why does he think that’s possible?

mercymorn now calls Harrow a two-year-old. i am waiting for embryonic genius

so did they use the river to get to the planets theyre killing?

Harrow feels the peace and pleasure of a stroll through nature that she has come to kill

oh my god - Harrow somehow saved Cam and Pal is still attached to the mortal plane!!

Harrow helps Cam risking herself entirely just like that. yknow as she does

i wonder if Pal has realised that Harrow is not who he remembers

i think he realised once he realised haz mat suit was Harrow also...

ianthe xo’d harrow.....lol

im sad that original harrow is definitely dead.... :( loved her. guess gideon’s not coming back either. not sure how the second adept survived. she didn’t survive in the original timeline either. but she was ‘killed’ in the other - just like coronabeth..so that means soemthing

this whole ‘flashback’ stuff to Canaan House is Harrow being in the River the whole time. the cold temperatures, the blood, the creatures theyre fishing from the sea that apparently abominations

after all, we’ve just learned about river bubbles and a haz!harrow that can change their parameters.

all the people ‘dead’ she’d not spoken to much or at all beforehand. like they’re NOT real, in the River. the only one not like that is Dyas...

the fact that the narrative keeps calling Dulcie, Dulcie means she’s really Dulcie.

there’s giant organs falling from the ceiling. this is definitely the river

they talk about time AGAIN

the Body is the devil who let herself be used to complete the work of Teacher and the Lyctors in his mythology....hmm. and when they realised the price (AFTER? the work was done?) they wanted her dead but he buried her....SHE allowed them to become Lyctors?? I still don’t understand why the heck that was necessary

the king is dead, long live the king. hmmmm

Harrow comes onto a hallucination of the devil who was her first crush with the voice of her parental figures and the eyes of a love interest she can no longer remember - which is actually not precisely a hallucination probably - and gets summarily rejected lol OUCH (the Body didn’t mean it that way ofc)

Harrow is so repressed on every single front but definitely sexually

I love Mercy

so there is death beyond death. does everybody go into the river and become a mad horrid ghost? like - is that everybody’s fate? how awful

ok so God DID resurrect the planets also. ? but like. then why are there resurrection beasts?

what does resurrection mean? and who killed the planets in the first place?

BECOMING NONE HOUSE, LEFT GRIEF

oh.....my god.

ARE YOU AND IANTHE BEING SAFE!!?!?!?! HHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA

HIS BODYGUARD IS THE DEVIL??

so the destruction of Earth somehow made God? as though it was something that simply followed from it

A.L. was destroyed in the first assault? Of an RB

so the RB’s were happily running off in the other direction until they decided to fuck around and kill their mates to become immortal and powerful - then the RB’s turned around and came towards them - which meant leaving the planets God had resurrected forever.

what the fuck god??? hahahahaa

God always seems so likeable goddamn.

Harrow is such a dramatic bitch. Affection??? JUST KILL ME!!! KILL ME!! LET ME SMASH THE GLASS SO I CAN KNEEL IN IT AND BLEED ALL OVER THE FLOOR!!!!

Harrow goes into her fun kid's game of not dying to traps.

But she instantly calls him father. OH MY GOD

HE DOESNT BELIEVE HER!!!

'then that will be your downfall' - is what Harrow said to Augustine AND IT WILL BECOME TRUE FOR THEM ALL

to be dismissed like that where it hurts most - to have God Dad dismiss her only slip of comfort her only pillar of truth in this crazy old world

'nobody had watched you leave'

SOMEBODY HAD - I love all the deliberate references to Gideon

Temporal lobe!!!! Again the temporal lobe!!!

So why was it again that Harrow refused to be locked in with the Emperor?

So isn't God gonna check out Harrow's temporal lobe? He's just gonna let that mystery go to its death?

WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKKK

Muir what the fuck??!!!!!!!!

Oh it was.....a hallucination?

Always love how this dips into genuine horror sometimes

What's weird is that Lyctors seem made for the task of going into the river and killing Resurrection Beasts - instead of the other way around.

So say - that the sword somehow holds Gideon's soul (we've just learned that that's possible from Pal and also Ortus trying to get Pent to summon his grandma by his sword) - does it not make sense that Harrow 'for some reason' stabbing Cytherea's corpse with it transferred it to her? Or maybe it's SOMEHOW Anastasia if Ortus was macking on her. But Ortus thought HARROW had/was Anastasia.

IANTHE WANTS TO MARRY HARROW - HAHAHAHAAHAHAHA

Every fucking chapter doesn't make things any clearer. This is worse than Gideon the ninth

Hello???? Am I reading a canon alternate universe roleswap au??? What the FUCK is going on. This is like - if they hadn't gassed the 200 and her parents instead adopted Gideon for her clear necromantic gifts which nobody noticed somehow the other time round

I do love how Aiglamene was the sole source of slight comfort in Gideon's life. And Crux was Harrow's - apparently in any sequence of events.

Harrow is tumbling through timelines. But how can you do that just by messing with the lobe?

WHAT!! WHAT!!!

Is this...is this what I think it is??? Is thi

The fanfic roots are STRONG in this one. In fact I believe I've READ this fanfiction

Harrow's temporal fever dream (in the river?) HAD HER (Decidedly Not) VYING FOR 'HER DIVINE HIGHNESS' hand, which is either the Body or Gideon or both lololol. Seeing as the previous had Gideon as the main unnamed titled character - I bet it's Gideon ahahaaga

A fucking. COFFEESHOP AU. OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDD

We've had roleswap, 'ball' au, and coffee shop au populated by the ghosts of the dead LOLOL,

I knew it!! I knew that they were ghosts and that they were in the river!!

Ok so but when did Harrow shoddily create the bubble? When she adjusted her memories at the start? When is this. Ah Harrow has the same thought hahaa

So the stage is a - she was building her memories while sleeping?

Why is that she cannot access her lyctorhood like this...

I just realised that Harrow's mind made the party food taste like SALT based on Ianthe's cooking!!!! Hahahaha

THE NARRATOR IS GIDEON. But it doesn't sound like Gideon though

There's more to the work than simply preserving Gideon's soul though. There are next steps that Harrow prepared for that Harrow doesn't know about yet

Who was the sleeper and why was it in Harrows riverscape of memories that she ACCIDENTALLY??? made

Ok she sounds like Gideon NOW

Gideon no it's not because she didn't want you! It's because she wanted you to live!!!!!

And she succeeded....your soul is INTACT in her body!!!! You're protecting her with full consciousness!! How the fuck. And why didn't that happen before when she went to the bubble?

Are the ghosts of the contestants happy that they got pulled out of the River briefly? Or were they so briefly in there they couldn't remember?

She returned them to the RIVER???? is that really such a kind fate????

Something has gone wrong in the River - yeah because why r all these ghosts going insane and stoppering it up like slib

Do love how Muir has found a way to give these characters more screentime

I actually said 'oof' when Harrow screamed at Ortus - oof that really is embarrassing. GodDAMN Ortus you stepping up with the emotional support!

I've EVEN read the damn fanfic in which they switched bodies. My god.

A. L. apparently is thought to wander about still. I think she's the body....I do believe she's the body. That's why the Lyctors are scared of her

She thought - what. Mercy is talking about blood of Eden's commander. What is going onnnnn still!!!! Mercy is the traitor I guess. But how is blood of Eden connected to the ninth house and the body?

Why is Mercy awake on the mithraeum and not in the River anyways?

Gideon.... And the commander were in cahoots? So did A. L. and Anastasia an the body and the commander all have the same eyes?????

What the fuck is going on indeed.

Cytherea seems to have had a plan B for getting revenge on the Emperor. Or something had a plan B with her corpse as the main weapon.

If guns are so effective against people why aren't they still used.

The messages are from the commander. I.e. Gideon's mother. I.e. Anastasia? We never explicitly did learn how she met her end no? Gideon was convinced that Anastasia had taken the baby. It just seems incongruous how the Emperor spent like 80 years on the Erebos and the Lyctors were faffing about - meanwhile there was this drama going on in the last half century?

I love Abigail Pent. Love that I got to see more of her.

I'd honestly forgot that Judith was alive by the end of all of that shit

The sleeper is -the sleeper is Gideon's mother. Also. She's haunted by her mother. SOMEHOW. what the fuck? They couldn't drag her spirit back from the river they said!

'you wizards never learn' there's a whole modern regular sci fi world and culture out there! Or maybe it's just a. L.

Is it? Or is it Anastasia? Or is it the commander? Or are they the same thing?

The sleeper wants Harrow's body. Somehow invaded it - probably from the river? - which means its Anastasia or the commander. Which means that whatevers possessing Cytherea is someone else.

In retrospect - Harrow's coldness to Ianthe talking about - to what her - seemed nonsense at the time - in the very first part - doesn't quite fit.

Oh my fucking GOD Gideon is fighting Ianthe for messing around with her fucking girlfriend - who is HARROW, who actually, Ianthe wants to marry.

They just went from ramping up to a serious fight to Gideon dropping Corona's name and suddenly they're like - ah we got more important priorities actually.

Augustine's first thought at thinking a.l./the body (?) is in Harrow is John - and the Second is Joy!(mercy?)

'How I was gonna have to take showers with all your clothes on.' fuckin Gideon hahahaha

Wonder if Ianthe truly believes what she's saying - that Harrow was trying to rid hersel of Gideon. It's preposterous. It's just hurtful talk.

GIDEON REALLY THOUGHT THAT LOOK TO MEAN THAT HARROW DIDNT LOVE HER??? THIS IS A CONSTANT BARRAGE OF ALL THE ANGSTY DRAMATIC SHIT IVE BEEN YEARNING FOR

Oh my fucking god Gideon calling Ianthe out for being in love with Harrow in the most iconic way ufsojdjdodnd 'she wants the D - the D stands for dead'

Crazy brain-mutilated Harrow sure made it seem that way I can tell ya that!!

Hahahahahaha Ianthe remembering Harrows prudish Ortus/Cytherea shit. Amazing

Aw Gideon really went and fell right into the cavalier/bone mistress shit huh. And trying to shield Harrow - well as noted before - very necessary because harrow has been having a godawful miserable time - mostly because of herself.

Gideon appreciating Ianthe's pun xD

Love how neither of them position themselves as the love of Harrows life but instead as inexorably attached to her by the sheer role they play in her life - they don't dare aspire to what they think they can't get.

Muir realises this is gonna end up as a Gideon/Harrow(/theBody)/Ianthe ship right?

Oh WOW THIS IS AMAZING. nonius the legendary nonius!!! Come to protect Harrow!!!

For some reason the Sleeper can manipulate the rules of this River bubble and doesn't seem surprised about it

If all her cavaliers were this excited for death, she was definitely the problem.lololol. somehow Harrow, you inspired undying loyalty in even a person that you treated abominably

Yeah Harrow you slowpoke. If the Sleeper can adjust the rules - so can you

If the sleeper was not Harrow's invention - but planted itself - then they're very lucky it got to the ghosts that weren't actually there - first.

So it was the commander....a portrait in a shuttle of blood of eden - can only be the commander. And redhaired? There are too many red haired people in this book!!

It's nice how all these ghosts got to have lasting impact from beyond the grave

NONIUS KNEW ORTUS/GIDEON?

Ok so ....there's the bed of the River with stoma. But there might also be the other side.

Did Harrow really not account for steps beyond her plan to mutilate her brain?

Is this book really gonna go: fuck you Gideon will die anyway ?????

But.wait. the sleeper had a two-hander. Where did that go???

I don't get it. If they go into the river - won't they also go insane?

SO NYAH!!!!!???

Ok but - what? The Commander ALSO -somehow - took over Cytherea's body?

'did the ten billion give you that too' I KNEW CANAAN HOUSE HELD EVEN GRUESOMER EXPERIMENTS AND SACRIFICES THAN LYCTORHOOD. God is made of ten billion souls. I think they killed humanity on earth to spare it 'slow inexorable apocalypse' and used the power to make the Empire from the resurrected. There was an extremely vague implication by Teacher to the amount of souls violated in Canaan house in the first book.

So God knows the commander went for the ninth house? Firstly, how. I don't understand how Anastasia fits in here!!! It would explain though how the commander

So the commander found the ninth house - and she died right? They tried to call her spirit but couldn't. But she became a revenant?

Ah. God THREW the bomb.

A fuckin wake me up inside joke jskdjskdnd

So Mercy and Augustine ( not Gideon ?) had all turned against God? And they were working with the commander to -... Make a baby????? And then evacuate the houses???? (For when God dies - there being a risk that Dominicus would go out I guess)

Make a baby/body to lever the one who lies in the tomb into....?

Love how the book foreshadowed Mercy and Augustine manipulating and lying to God - and turns out they did that on much bigger scale

They....meant to kill the baby to break the blood ward?

'The woman who I was pretty sure was my mother, wearing the body of the woman I'd had a crush on, who in turn had been wearing the identity of a woman she'd murdered -' KSNFKDJDKFJJFC

So why did they want this consistently characterised as kindly and humane god dead?

GIDEON THOUGHT IT WAS HIS!!!! But he called Wake Anastasia then????

They really are the same???

Oh my god I know what they're gonna say. Gideon is the daughter of God. WHICH HARROWS FUCKIN ROYALTY AU FEVER RIVER DREAM FUCKING FORESHADOWED HAAHAHAHAHHAA

Isn't it fucking ironic that God told Harrow that - HE WANTED HER TO BE HIS??? WHILE GIDEON HIS ACTUAL DAUGHTER WAS SPINNING INSIDE HER CHEST LIKE A LITTLE NUCLEAR FUSION REACTOR

They've been trying to kill him for more than 500 years???? Did mercymorn actually genuinely learn the extremely fine knowledge of the body for THIS purpose? How many thousands of years ago did they decide to kill god?

A fucking DAD JOKE

GIDEON REMEMBERING HOW SHE USED TO TELL HARROW HOW HER OTHER PARENT MIGHT BE THE MOST IMPORTANT PERSON IN THE WORLD SO STOP PICKING ON HER

I am fucking DELIGHTED I AM SO GODDAMN OVERJOYED

It segues into a reminder of how shit their childhoods were and how their suffering had them lash out at each other endlessly and how it made Harrow suicidal and shit though - which is great

ALECTO'S EYES. THE A. FOR A. L.

A. L. The cavalier of God....but she walked. She had a body.

Ohhhhh. That's why they betrayed him. That age-old hurt. Ten thousand years old but still the bane of their existence, the seed of their madnesses. The loss of their cavaliers. Oh how did they manage to keep that from him?

I honestly thought - is Mercy saying she knows he killed humanity? But that's not what she couldn't have forgiven?

But why did he hide it? Why did he hide the perfect way? ('it would be easier' why???)

Ah. Yes. The expansion, why would the Emperor do that?

Uhhhhh. Couldn't Mercy have done that all along??????????????????????? Couldn't Mercy have killed God all along? That was both a trick and utterly sincere.

Augustine and Mercy were trying to do the right thing..... Mercy.... :'( Augustine was right. God is much less sentimental than he seems.

'im not even mad that you failed to either fix or put down Harrow' hm guess the constant kill quest HAD come from God after all. What a goddamn bitch of a man

What was the original plan? Unleash a. L. ? And then what? How would that help with the whole Dominicus going out problem?

Had God ever really thought to make up for all the bullshit he put his Lyctors through. He seems so affable and human but he's caused so much suffering. He's as good at manipulation at them - better!

The resurrection beast can't kill him, but he let his Lyctors die to them one by one anyway. So why??

Why are they punching each other in the River? They can use theorems right? God could blast Augustine to pieces same he did mercy?

Yes! It's true! Pyrrha and Gideon both exist in the same body - foreshadowed by his cavaliers build. There was something so fishy about it.

I love how Gideon has exactly the same response as me: what the fuck. Pyrrha??? Gideon??? What the fuck??? Why did they BOTH have an affair with their enemy??? So ok. Pyrrha stayed underground from Everybody for the thousand years. SOMEHOW their compartmentalisation let her pop up in his body regularly and not just when Gideon remembered her - because the hadn't fucked up his brain. But then how did THEY do that.

This absolutely galactic balsiness

The stoma thinks John is a resurrection beast. Might it be.....because he's..... A revenant. A 10 billion souled kinda- revenant ? A bit like.....Harrow is? Which is why he felt kin to her? Which is why he compared her creation to Resurrection?????I've really gotta reread those messages from commander wake.

A fucking jail for mother meme. Jail for one thousand years. Gideon how do you know this one????

I KNEW Ianthe would do that. Knew it. She doesn't want the system to die. Coronabeth is still out there. Well guess what - she's on the opposite side babe. Ok I realised that Gideon's mum apparently stuck to Gideon and then the sword? But also did Harrow manage to break the blood ward because of of her proximity to Gideon? Did Harrow uhhhh get put into a pocket in the river? But the emperor wasn't murdered!!! Fuckin chapters kept lying. They're on a hold planet. Finally - we meet the people. Alecto and Camilla and Corona? And Judith.? Did Alecto somehow do a time twisty around to come save Gideon at that moment in the river? Once again nothing much more is clear.

[wetookanoath]

Supernatural Season 6 | The Haunting of Loey Lane.

Shane and his Shaggy cosplay are everything I need to know to be asured this episode will be iconic. And look a thim go. I love him.

I am way too distracted by Ryan’s buttons being open, I’m sorry, I cannot fuction now.

“Oh, no voice this time?” Okay, but Shane’s smile is... fjnfiwsmdikr. Why is this man like this? Anyway... Ryan’s laugh and the way he just, turns on Host Mood again, holy shit.

The way Ryan is narrating this episode is even more precious when you look at the credits and see that he himself wrote this episode. “From guru to booru”, I fucking hate you, Shane. Ryan’s face, tho. That look between done and fond, same.

“I was very respectful”, honey you were high in medicine, shut up.

Weekend At Ghoul HQ, starring Ryan Bergara and real size doll Shane. “I believe you believe” it’s the creepiest shit, stop that.

Growing up in a haunted farmhouse? Same. Oh gosh, jokes aside, I’m gonna say this right now... I’m not going to discuss in public whatever I believe in what may happen in this episode or not. I’ve been realizing slowly that I don’t feel comfortable talking about these things online because believing has a lot to do with faith to me, and faith is part of my life in a way that is too important to me. That said, watch me make fun of my own faith all the time and discuss whatever else you guys wanna talk about with me regarding the show, the boys, etc.

Loey saying she has never been scared of ghosts it’s exactly how I feel about the paranormal and the supernatural in general. I mean, I don’t claim having any kinds of powers or touch, or what have you. But god, I would be so happy and enchanted by seeing a supernatural being right in front of me. And whatever may scare me sometime, it’s always human doing, it’s always natural, tangible, there. And even then, I do like being scared. So there’s that, I guess.

“Are we Bruce Willis in this situation?” how the hell did that came from what they were talking about, lmao. Another Willis mention this season, Mr. Die Hard will end up becoming part of the inside jokes in this fandom at some point.

“I love a little stirring” Shane looks so excited about doing Some Bullshit in this episode, and I saw how chaotic he was in his solo, I can’t wait to see it by myself. LMAO, this bit is both funny and kind of adorable. Also, witches AU.

“Why would you come to us uf you want us to fix it?” An excellent question I don’t understand either, to be honest. The show is not about actually hunting enthities or debunking shit, so this is... come on. I think we know what it is, lmao. But it’s fine, I like this House Call shit.

No ofense, but using a 100 hundred years old Ouija board as a decoration is like a horror movie plot where white people are white people about it. I love it.

*Rubs eyes and sighs deeply*

... What is Shane doing with his tongue? I, I, I don’t like that... Not a fan... Put that tongue back in your mouth, Shane. I don’t like this bit.

Shane calling Ryan a, like, passionate paranormal investigator and the bitch immediatelly saying he is insane is my aesthetic and also yet again, a great summary of the show.

“This is the part where you learn how truly boring it is to be a ghost hunter”, lmao. Talking about these parts, I love the colors we get from the cameras each time, I can’t wait to make the edit for this episode.

Oh man, it must be something to see these two grown ass men saying and doing stupid shit to get ghosts to listen to them and do something But also, Shane slowly walking towards Ryan to film a super close-up of his eyes, OKAY. They are so stupid.

That... that is a werid thing, Shane is right. Oh man, this is giving me flashbacks to that serial killer dude in The X Files that was obssessed with women’s hair/cleaning them up for burials. 

Okay, that thing Shane just did with his mouth knocked me out for a bit. Imma head out. “That sounds demonic”, this better not be the season’s demon investigation. And oh look, what’s a supernatural season without Shane giving hints of him being a demon? It makes it funnier how he never really talks about it anywhere. Like he obviously knows aboutt he fandom’s joke, and I’m sure he keeps doing shit like this to feed it, but it all becomes even better when he just... never says shit about it. It’s always Ryan the one who answers when asked about it.

Cats do tend to get spook at everything and look up for no reason at all, every time my cats do that and one of nieces or nephew is around and asks about it, I always go “oh, he is just seeing the ghost that lives here” and then their mothers want to kill me.

Yeah, you don’t... do that. Horror movie 101. Don’t ever give permission to shit to enter. “Hey, can I come in?” “No, bitch, go away” is always the answer lol.

Guuurrrrllll...

This bitch ass thingy in her home really is there because of her. If there’s something in there, it’s not the place, it’s her. Also bitch ass demons as always listening to Shane is everything.

I.. like how Shane looks in that blue lighting. “Oh, you know what? Not bad, not bad”, why is he like this. 

Ryan’s metaphores are excellent, imagine him giving talks to his future children by using weird ass metaphore and the kids just... staring at him. 

“I’ll take you home with me, I don’t care” LMAO, imagine this idiot walking into his apartment, “Hey Sara? I got a demon, can we keep him?” “No” “Too late, I told him he is staying!”

“Assert my dominance” the smile? Awwww. The awkward moves of his hand, fjnvidnfir, Ryan is so fucking cute, makes me cry.

... What is Shane doing? I love how they just leave Shane’s whatever there while Ryan talks to Loey, fkjdniednfirnfgirt. Do that more often. Love that hair, also. Long hair is the best hair.

Shane literally saying he will use all the power he has gotten by defeating demons it’s such a powerful prompt. He is giving us the power to create shit, use it well, demon Shane writers and fanartists. “Alakazam! Big bang boom, hope you like hell, you loser.”, I fucking love this dork.

“What does that mean? You guys have inside jokes?” “Yeah, we bonded” JFNIERDNFIRF SHANE.

Loey is me and Shane is my brother, this is how we usually talk when one of us is saying some bullshit kfdndiofmkirg

“What’s your name? Come on, what’s your name? I know that gives away your power”, Ryan out there getting advice on demon hunting by The Conjuring 2 is the biggest mood. No, but for real-- there’s actually plenty of myths and cultures that believe the way to defeat some sort of evil is by knowing its name. It’s really interesting, the kind of power we really do give to names.

Not really a fan of this. Man, I really hope this is not the season’s demon investigation.

Ryan Steven Bergara Stop Saying You Are Annoying Or Ugly Or Whatever Negative Shit You Are Always Saying About Yourself Challenge.

This is such a “So... you come here often?” type of situation, djnfisndief, I love this. And we are back at the ‘I hate Shane’ bit again, I really stan a twelve years old. The fond voice with which Shane says “I mean, you are having fun”, awwwwwww. Cuties.

Shane looks hella cute doing his fornite dance, I hate him.

Did that shit just laugh after scaring this poor woman? JFNFIENFIERNIGF

Christ almighty, Ryan looks so fucking small at Shane’s side, what the hell? Also, this is so... damn adorable. Shane trying to teach Ryan how to do the dance, it’s hella cute. Oooohhmmmygoodddddd, I’mmmmm meltinnngggggggggg... Ryan’s little dance, djnfienf he is such a bad dancer, I love him so much.

This poor woman is having a breakdown in there and these two bitches are just being... whatever the hell they are doing, lmao. “You are suggesting a ghost farted in my face?” “Yeah” AHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Ryan suggesting the demon is asking her out for a drink and looking at Shane while doing so, jfniednfir what the fuck is that. This demon suitor just doesn’t know how to ask her out on a date, lmao.

“Our job here is done!” and Loey’s reaction, dkjnfeinfir same.

Get haunted for the aesthetic, why not? Interesting episode.

[dragonleesupporter]

What’s Tickling? (Perfect World Sanders Sides AU)

WHOOOO been waiting a while to finally get this done so here it is! I’ve been really loving Patton lately, but also Roman, and Logan but I can’t forget-SHIT I’m love with all of them! Send help!

Summary: After Wolf!Patton gets playful, the group discovers that two of the journeying animals don’t even know what tickling is. Patton is happy to ablidge. Ships: LAMP, with some concentration toward Prinxiety and Logicality.

(Warning: Tickle Fic)

           The dull, wet scent tugged at Roman’s nostrils as he forced himself through another battlefront of ice-cold wind.

             “How long is it supposed to take to get through these damn mountains?!” He shouted up at Logan, who was pacing the group by a good 20 meters.

             “Not much longer.” The snow leopard called, back not breaking stride.

             “How specific…” Virgil growled sarcastically next to Roman, shuffling through the snow; even more uncomfortable than the red-eyed myth.

             “I-i-it’s okay!” Patton jumped in, shivering the most out of the four, making his stuttering speech jump around like a grasshopper on fire. “We’ll be out soon. Logan said!”

             “It does depend on how soon ‘soon’ is.” The dragon glared at the fluffy pup. “A minute to us is the equivalent to a year in the eyes of an insect. And our miniscule lives will probably be over by the time a giant on another planet is done taking in a breath of air.”

             “O-oh…” The wolf looked frantically around him; light blue eyes wide. “T-that sure gives you a lot to think about…”

             “Virgil quit scaring him.” The griffin deadpanned and rolled his eyes.

             “Or what, tough bird? You going to make me?” The dragon smirked as Roman stiffened. Oooo did that get under his feathers...

             In an instance, the purple creature was pinned underneath the griffin.

             “G-guys, stop it!” Patton cried desperately as Roman raised his claw to teach the smartass a lesson.

             It was common for griffins to settle scores through physical competition. If not that, then they would compete in a singing battle, using their gifted chords to appeal to a crowd. Roman’s vocals were too frozen for the other idea, so he opted for a little brawl instead. Though he was concerned by Virgil’s calm expression…

             When the claw came down, no blood was drawn, though the dragon did flinch. Confused, Roman tried again, to find that NONE of the scales had broken. He started raking his claws up and down Virgil’s hide, though no damage was being done…          

             “What in heaven’s name-?!” The griffin sputtered out in confusion as the dragon chuckled darkly.

             “Idiot. You can’t actually break dragon scales. They’re indestructible!” Virgil smiled triumphantly and flung Roman off of him in one swift move, leaving the red creature slumped over in defeat.

             “Well, actually it’s true that you can shatter a dragon scale, you see-” Logan started before abruptly being cut off by a death glare sent from the fire-breather.

             “Everyone has a weak spot…” Roman grumbled, and continued to push through the snow.

             “Well, you’re not wrong there.” The giant reptile replied, following Roman.  

             “Yeah! The other wolves and me always loved to play this game when we were little! It would show off our weak spots, and then everyone would help the pup with the most weaknesses, by attacking them!” All three stopped and turned to look at Patton, dumbstruck.

             “What kind of games does your pack’s young play? That sounds brutal!” Roman stared worriedly at the wolf as he wagged his tail happily.

             “Oh, we didn’t hurt each other!” The light brown fuzzball smiled, causing the others to become even more confused. “Here, I’ll show you!”

             “Alright. I’ve already lost to Virgil, there’s no way I could lose to you.” Roman shrugged and stepped forward as Logan and Virgil watched with intrigue.

             “Hehe…” The brown wolf suddenly grew a small sly smile that put Roman on edge.

             It suddenly seemed at though Patton had gone into hunting mode. Stalking his prey with an almost deranged smile on his face. His eyes gleamed with strange excitement as his tail slowly moved back and forth, his hind quarters doing the same as his paws gripped the snow-covered ground.

             “Uh… never mind, I’m not feeling all that lucky anymore.” The griffin tried to turn and run away, but the playful fluffy creature leapt onto him before he could get far.

             “Oof! G-guys! Little help?!” He reached out but the other two retracted, eyes wide.

             “Let’s see here…” Patton’s voice reached low as he grew a teasing persona, eyes frisky, and smile sly. “Where would you say your weakness is?”

             “I- I don’t know! I’ve never lost a battle!” Roman spat back, panicking.

             “Ahem…” Virgil raised an eyebrow.

             “Okay, I guess my only known weakness is dragon scales.” The griffin rolled his eyes as the winged lizard smiled triumphantly.

             “How about your neck?” The wolf wagged his tail faster in anticipation, waiting for an answer.

             “I mean- I suppose, since most animals can be killed by breaking their-EEEK!” Virgil and the snow leopard jumped at the high-pitched squeak that interrupted the bird-lion.

             “Grrr… nnnnn…” Roman made sounds of struggle as Patton innocently scratched one of his paws at the trapped creature’s neck. Light enough as to not break the skin, the hard enough to cause… SOMETHING. “St-stop it.” He choked out, wriggling beneath the lightweight brown floofball.

             “This is the game! Are you too weak?” Patton teased with a strangely malicious expression.

             “Wh-what are you doing to him?!” The dragon stood up, ready to defend the red creature in case he was being hurt.

             “Well, that’s simple! I’m-”

             “GYYAAAA! Ahahahahahaha! Ihihihi gihihive! I gihihive! Juhust mahahahake ihit stohohohohop! Whahahahat ihihis thihihhis?!” Merry laughter interrupted Patton before he could finish.

             “I’m tickling him.” He smiled cheerfully, as the big strong image beneath him crumbled into a puddle of giggles, throwing his head back and forth as his face turned a deeper shade of red than usual.

             It was something the griffin had never experienced before. This strange light touch that somehow made him laugh? Nothing funny was going on! He felt the need to make it stop… and yet… he hadn’t laughed in a long time. Little butterflies filled his belly as a feeling of innocent silliness overtook him.

             “That’s it?!” Logan shouted, irritated. “That’s what we all wasted our time with?! We could’ve been out of here by now!”

             “Maybe YOU could have…” Virgil grumbled.

             “Yeah! I brought it up, because I thought maybe we could use it to warm up!” The wolf’s bright blue eyes shined with hope and innocence.

             “I have no interest in such actions.” The snow leopard responded coldly before turning back around and strutting again. “My tribe used to partake in that foolishness when I was little. It’s pointless and irritating. I shall not participate.”

             “Better walk faster then.” A mischievous growl was barely heard over the griffin’s giggling, but it was enough to get Logan to start running, Virgil in tow.

             “Waihihihihihihihit!” Roman called after them in fear of being stuck with a puppy of a wolf when the light fluttering at his neck stopped.

             “Come on, Roman! Let’s get ‘em!” He heard paw steps thunder away into the snow.

             Realizing he was getting left behind, he held the rest of his giggles back as he plunged through the snow to chase after his new companions. He was LOVING this game.

             “Do you think we lost them?” Virgil sat, panting, with the snow leopard next to him.

             “I believe so. This current blizzard we’re traveling through will make it impossible to track us. We just have to stay quiet.” The big cat replied, peeking around the snow dune they were hiding behind. Even though he knew they would have to regroup eventually, he couldn’t help but hide from the thought of being tickled silly. He had an image to keep.

             “So… what exactly is tickling? Is it… painful?” The snow leopard turned to Virgil, surprised.

             “Of course not. It’s simply a panic response when someone touches you a certain way. It’s not painful in the slightest, though it can easily confuse your senses. In full honesty, I don’t think you have anything to worry about. Roman already proved you’re not that sensitive based off your lack of response when he was trying to brawl with you.” Logan flicked his tail in satisfaction, conclusions to cases always giving him a feeling of satisfaction.

             “Well, that’s not entirely true… I felt something.” The dragon looked down. “It wasn’t painful… it did make me flinch a little… and it made me kind of… hold my breath?”

             “Ah. Then I guess you are ticklish. You just have a lot of strong resistance with those tough scales.” Logan noted, and Virgil couldn’t help but embrace a bit of pride at the snow leopard’s comments.

             “Gotcha!” A quick fluffy blur dived head-first into the white cat as he let out yelp of surprise.

             “Oh no. Nonononononono… Patton, let’s talk about this…” The sly Logan, not so sly anymore, looked up with slitted eyes to find in what is defined by the tickle community as a full-on ler mood.

             The wolf bared his fangs in the goofiest way possible and wiggled his nubby digits over the snow leopard’s spotted belly.

             “So many cute grey spots! Which one am I going to poke first?” Patton asked himself as the big cat trembled beneath him.

             Virgil smirked. Even he had to admit that Logan looked cute. His adoration in the scene before him came to an abrupt halt when he suddenly realized he would be next.

             “Gotcha Verge!” Roman suddenly pinned the dragon a second time, but this time Virgil had a half-nervous, half-curious expression.

             Logan watched as Patton’s paws descended painfully slowly toward his stomach. He was already holding back nervous chuckles as the wolf paused centimeters away from his fur tips. He was building up the anticipation, that little sh-!

             “GAAH! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” The snow leopard suddenly snorted and threw his head back as Patton used his head instead of his puppy fingers to nuzzle the spots on his tummy. “AHA! GAHAHAHAD! PAHAHAHAHEEEEEEE!” His cackling soon turned to screeching when the wolf switched from nuzzling to raspberries.

             Logan was laughing so hard that he didn’t even realize his previous hiding companion had fallen beside him, light giggles escaping him as he wriggled in Roman’s grasp. The griffin was gently massaging behind the dragon’s horns (similar to the backs of ears,) and whispering against his neck, teasing the tough-looking creature for giving in so easily.

             After a short while, the red myth stopped his assault, just to find the dragon looking up at him, unexpectedly smiling wide.

             “That was… actually kind of fun…” Even though he could barely be heard over Logan’s desperate cries, Virgil blushed hard and that adoring look Roman gave him didn’t make him feel any less humiliated, yet… He loved this.

             The dragon yawned and suddenly found it hard to move, as a feeling of bliss made his eyelids heavy.

             “S-sorry… I shouldn’t have drained you. We still got to clear the mountain…” Roman looked down ashamed, but also found that he was tired too.

             He saw Virgil lay down and start to shiver and instinctively laid next to the reptile to warm him up. Both were woken from their relaxed daze as they heard a different voice laughing.

             “Lohohohogan nohohohoho!”  Patton pushed gently against the snow leopard, who was tickling his sides and ribs.

             “This is what you get!” His voice sounded angry and harsh, but the goofy look on Logan’s face broke all disguises of any real malice. “I’m going to count your ribs, just like you counted my spots!”

             Logan’s signature sly smile was almost back until he realized it was a little too easy to count the wolf’s ribs.

             “Wait… when was the last time you ate?” He looked at Patton, who’s laughter had ceased and he now seemed nervous for a different reason. “Patton, when was the last time you ate?” The snow leopard repeated, a little louder.

             “Th-this morning!” The wolf answered quickly.

             “Okay, and what did you have?”

             “B-berries?”

             Logan breathed out a quick puff of air in surprise.

             “Berries? Patton, I am aware that other species of wolf have the ability to eat berries whenever other food is scarce, but you are a Mongolian wolf, are you not? A common Mongolian wolf’s diet is entirely of meat! You can’t go around eating berries, and expect it to replace what you’re actually supposed to be eating! You’re an endangered species after all!”

             “Hey, give him a break.” Roman sat up slightly from his short cuddle session with the purple creature. “Everyone has trouble hunting sometimes.”

             “That’s not it…” Patton squeaked out, heading dipping low with shame.

             “Then what is it?” The snow leopard raised an eyebrow.

             “I- I just can’t…” The wolf crumbled before the big cat; eyes teary. “I can’t bring myself to do it… Life is so beautiful; I can’t just kill it!”

             “But you can’t starve yourself, either…” Logan wrapped his tail around the sniffling wolf in an astonishingly gentle and comforting manner. “Come. I believe we must rest at this time, or we’ll all drop before the evening’s over.”

             “Yeah. Come over here, there’s already warmth!” The griffin called and patted the area next to him with his lion tail, inviting the remaining two over.

             “I believe Patton and Virgil should be in the middle, since Virgil is a reptile, and has a hard time finding warmth. Patton, being slightly starved of proper food at the moment, will also have difficulty generating body heat. My fur is used to the cold, and you, Roman have multiple layers of feathers and fur to protect you.” Logan advised, and the others shuffled appropriately.

             In the end, the order from left to right was Roman, Virgil, Patton, and Logan. Roman had one of his wings covering Virgil’s back, and the dragon in turn had both of his wings extended, one covering both Patton and Logan, and one wrapping around the griffin underneath his set of red wings. And though all of them were stuck out in the cold without any protection, all of them felt more protected than they had been in a while.

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