#I’m sorry but I just can’t stop thinking about Cecil angst

[faultyvessel]

Thinking back to that line in Go To The Mirror? when Cecil’s mom says “why are you crying when you don’t even exist?” and how it plays into the current arc in the way that things are being explained away to seem like they never existed in the first place and how she was supposedly Prophetic and-

[thran-duils]

Lost in Zero Gravity (P.23)

Title: Lost In Zero Gravity (Part Twenty Three) Summary:  Fem!Reader x Mob Boss!Tony Stark x Mob Boss!Steve Rogers.  Reader is a call girl who runs high end parties. She catches the attention of Tony Stark who invites her back to his room with his friend. She might have performed too well because she becomes their new favorite play toy and they don’t like to share. Words: 2,693 Warnings (for the fic in entirety): Smut, prostitution, infidelity, angst, domestic violence, stalking, possessive behavior, drug use

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“What do you want me to say? What do you want me to do?”

Steve shrugged, “You don’t have to say or do anything yet.”

“’Yet’,” Cecile scoffed, digging her fingernails into the wood of the kitchen table. Steve sat to her right, facing her.

The car ride home had been silent, the tension stifling. As soon as she had walked through the door, she had gone upstairs and left Steve in the foyer of the house. He had called Y/N then.

“Are you still in agreement?” he asked.

“Yes. But—”

“Then I’ll get an appointment set up for you so you can check to see how far along you are. Have Tony reach out to me if you insist on him collecting the contract from me instead of yourself,” Steve cut her off. He paused for a moment before he said softer, “I really wish you would reconsider what you are asking me to do. It doesn’t have to end like that.”

“No. It doesn’t. But it’s going to,” Y/N said, only a slight waver in her voice. “I’ll speak to Tony. Goodbye, Steve.”

She hung up on him.

“Yes. Yet. I’ll give you time to think.”

Cecile was quiet for a few moments before she asked, “You really wouldn’t give me anything substantial if that is what I decided?”

Steve narrowed his eyes and said, “I told you I would give you some.”

“But nothing more?”

“Why the fuck would I?” Steve snapped, giving her an incredulous look. “Having me fund your life away from me? That’s a fucking ridiculous and heartless thing to even suggest.”

“So what are we going to do then, Steve? Cause you’ve made it crystal clear you are not going to claim the child as your own. Does blood really matter that much to you?”

Steve chewed on his cheeks, glowering down at her. “In this instance, yes, yes it does. All I’m gonna see when I look at that child is you loving someone else.”

“We could try again, Steve. After—” Cecile tried to say but he interjected.

“I might have a solution. But it involves adoption for your baby.”

That caught her completely off guard, her mouth falling open before she asked appalled, “Adoption?”

“Mhm,” Steve confirmed, unbothered by her reaction.

“What plan?” Cecile demanded, crossing her arms sternly.

“I’m not ready to talk about it.”

“You might as well lay it all out for me, Steve, so I can make an informed decision.” Steve snorted at her phrasing, and she snapped, “I am serious.”

Steve studied her for an uncomfortable amount of time before he said, “You would give your child up for adoption and mine would take its place.”

“Yours?” Cecile asked confused. Steve stared at her silently, waiting, and realization washed over her, her arms relaxing every so slightly. She looked kicked, shaking her head. Her hurt turned to anger in the blink of an eye though. “Oh, so your infidelity can live underneath the roof but mine can’t?”

Steve’s hand slammed on the table, and she jumped at the sudden movement. Leaning forward he sneered, “It’s not the same. I don’t love her like you love him. And if it is my child, it’s because I knew you were unfaithful, and I went to great lengths to get it.” Cecile’s face screwed up in confusion and Steve ignored her, “And if this other plan doesn’t work out, well, then we are still going to talk about adoption because I am not going to raise a child that isn’t mine. As I’ve made crystal clear, as you said.”

“You won’t even give it a chance?” Cecile asked furious. “What if you grew to love them? They won’t ever have to see him. All they would know would be you as their father. I swear that.”

“Right back at you. She wouldn’t be in the picture.” Cecile’s mouth formed a thin line and Steve cocked an eyebrow. “Hmm, doesn’t sound so appealing to try when the table is turned?”

“If you make me give them up... what? Do you think I’ll just sleep with you again? Try again? That will be right out the window. I will resent you forever, Steve.”

“Go ahead.”

“You can’t keep me trapped here because of money.”

“I’m not,” Steve laughed humorlessly. “You’re doing that yourself because it seems to be what you really care about. If you didn’t, you would have no problem telling me you want a divorce right now and walking away. But you’re not. And you’re showing me your true colors plainly.”

“So, you would be fine living in a loveless marriage?”

“I’m already doing that. It’s very one sided. You played well. On vacation I mean. I felt happy there, lying in bed with you for long mornings. Cuddling you... it felt good. But apparently, it was all an act.”

“It wasn’t. I’m just appalled at you right now and you’re showing your true colors. All you care about is control! You don’t love me, Steve! You want to own me! For me to be miserable!”

Steve was out of the chair in a second, it flying back with the ferocity of his movement. He towered over Cecile, and she cowered under his prowess. Sneering, he told her, “If I could dig out whatever feelings I have for you and be rid of them, I would do it in a second. I’m sick of being desperate for you to reciprocate my affection and knowing it will never happen. I want to be free of you. But since it seems I can’t do that, then yeah, you’re right. I want you to suffer with me.”

Cecile began to shake her head, but Steve did not give her a chance to speak before he turned on his heel and stormed out of the room.

<><><>

Tony was awake when you walked back inside, catching you off guard. He was looking at you expectantly, suspicious probably that you had closed the door and spoken outside.

“It’s not his,” you told him evenly, walking towards the fridge.

Opening the door, you grabbed out the water pitcher and poured yourself a glass. Tony was quiet behind you as you took a long drink. You felt a little numb as it sunk in that you were going to have to go through with this. But it had to be this way, it was how you were going to get out of owing Steve. That phone call was a blessing; that is how you had to look at it.

“What was it like?” you asked Tony, turning around.

“What was what like?”

“Pregnancy for your wife.”

“Tiresome. Endless cravings and mood swings,” Tony responded surly, sitting on the edge of the couch. He leveled you with a stare and said seriously, “You know I could just pay him, right? What he owes. And then you would not have to worry about any of this.”

“I’ve already told him I would do it; he’s already working to set up an appointment. And I don’t think he’ll take too kindly if I back out. Especially now that he found out that his wife isn’t carrying his kid.”

Tony shook his head, “I wish you hadn’t called him and put that idea in his head at all. You could’ve… never mind. I know I asked you what you wanted and I meant it.” He sighed, running his hand through his hair.

“He wants you to contact him about the document.”

“Right,” Tony muttered, standing up from the couch. He straightened out his clothes and said, “I… I do need to go home. It’s Forest’s birthday in a couple days and I should be around for that.”

Your stomach clenched at that. He had not left you alone for multiple days since Steve had whisked you away from the apartment.

“You’ll be alright?”

Despite what you felt, you nodded, trying to reassure him. He nodded in acknowledgement and walked over, giving you a quick kiss on the forehead. He would barely meet your eyes.

“I’ll check in.”

You opened your mouth to say something, but he was quick to turn around and search for his keys. He was in a rush to leave now.

“Tony…” He hesitated, keys in hand, looking back over at you. You sighed, “Nothing. Sorry.”

When the door closed behind him, you stared at it. He was upset about the whole ordeal, that was clear. You had a suspicion he wanted to just be rid of Steve entirely but now he would be around for almost another year.

<><><>

Tony pressed the call button on his Bluetooth and settled back into the seat as he drove.

“Funny how you’ll call when she asks you to but not answer me when I’ve tried multiple times,” Steve answered dryly.

Ignoring his clear jab, Tony said, “Y/N said you are working on a document I need to get perused.”

“It’s already done.”

“You are always good about being prepared. Leave it on my desk.”

“You got it. I’ll do it in the morning,” Steve returned just as shortly before hanging up on him.

Tony rolled his eyes, “Fucking prick.”

<><><>

Tony’s hand was at your back as he held the door open for you and you walked past him into the doctor’s office. Steve was waiting in the lobby and you tensed seeing him in person. His eyes fell on you and his lips upturned ever so slightly before he noticed Tony over your shoulder and his smile faltered. He recovered quickly though, standing up to greet you. You stopped a few paces from him, and he gestured for you to sit. You took his seat, keeping an eye on him. But his attention was on Tony.

“A word?” he asked.

Tony shot you a quick look before he nodded, turning and Steve followed. When they were around the corner, Steve let out a small laugh.

“Couldn’t let her come alone?” Steve asked, amusement in his eyes.

“I’m not an idiot, Steve,” Tony said stiffly.

“So, are you gonna be a third wheel every checkup if it happens to be mine?”

“You’re damn right.”

“You’re really going to let this break up the team.”

“I am letting ��,” Tony started to snap in disbelief before he shook his head. “No, I’m not doing this here.” He made to walk around Steve, but Steve stepped into his path and Tony’s mouth set into a thin line.

“You’re right. She’s pregnant and sensitive. Zen and all in her environment. Are you doing that? I just can’t be sure because I am not around.”

“She’s perfectly fine.”

Steve ran his eyes over Tony before asking point blank, “Were you looking at her as a replacement from the get-go?”

“Pardon?”

“You heard me. Was this how you wanted it to end up? You and her, living in a place together? And you know you are quite sneaky. You never drive there. At least I haven’t seen it yet. Is there a landing pad? For the suit I mean? Or do you just land outside on the sidewalk?”

Snorting, Tony told him, “Shouldn’t be surprised you’ve been stalking — or asked someone else to. I anticipated that. That’s the thing about us smart guys. We always cover our asses.” He stepped closer to Steve and said in a dangerous tone, “You’re gonna leave her alone after this, Steve.”

Steve smirked, a cruel glint in his eye. “Heard you loud and clear. We can both get what we want.”

Tony did not trust him farther than he could throw him.

<><><>

“It’s legit. I had one of my lawyers look it over,” Tony explained to you, sitting down at the table beside you as you worked on a coloring page. You were finding it really helped calm your nerves to focus on them.

“So, I just sign it?”

“Essentially,” Tony said, straightening out his suit jacket. “I had them take a copy of it to keep on file for me. And I’ll ask Steve for a copy of the final signatures.” His eyes narrowed slightly, looking at you. You stared back, waiting for him to ask whatever it was that was on the tip of his tongue. “You really want to go through with it?”

“Yes. Why are you so against it?” you asked, not accusatively, but curiously.

“He’s been a loose cannon. It makes me nervous,” Tony answered honestly, sighing a little. “And it’s not like him and I are ones who typically follow the law. This document may mean nothing, it may just be a smoke screen. I mean, there is nothing in here about him leaving you alone even when he pays you out. It’s mainly just that you are giving up your parental rights once the baby is born and he becomes legal parent.”

“I don’t think he’ll want anything to do with me after he has the baby,” you told Tony. “That’s what he wants.”

Tony muttered, “I wouldn’t be so sure.”

You reached out and grasped his hand, catching his eyes. “Seriously. If he really cared about me, he wouldn’t have done anything that he did. It’ll be fine.”

Tony sucked his teeth, like he wanted to say something else but he just nodded.

<><><>

The first appointment had shown you were six weeks along. Which meant New Years Eve. That still left the door open for Steve to be the father. The next three weeks were nerve wracking; you found yourself pacing more often than not, lost in thought. Elisha had come over a handful of times to distract you – you had not told her you were pregnant, you did not want to have that conversation with her.

Now, you found yourself back in the doctor’s office. You had come back to the room to Dr. Varma with Steve. You had been hesitant, but the procedure would not take long.

“And Mr. Rogers, I’ll contact you. Ten days,” Dr. Varma told him, finishing up.

You opened your mouth and Steve cut you off, seeing you about to protest. “Dr. Varma already has my contact information. We have rapport.” You eyed him curiously. Was this… no. You pushed the thought of your head. That was preposterous. Steve would not take you to the same doctor his wife was going to. Sticking out his hand, Steve shook Dr. Varma’s hand and stood up. He turned, helping you get up and you tensed beneath his touch. If he noticed, he did not show it. “Until next time.”

<><><>

Thankfully, you had not had any morning sickness, a real blessing considering you had been terrified of it. You did not like vomiting. And it looked good that you would not get it considering you were approaching the eleventh week. You were finding yourself tired though. A lot.

Sipping on a smoothie, you flipped through Hulu, just as your phone rang.

You sat up and placed your smoothie on the coffee table, reaching for your phone. Your hand hovered above it for a second, seeing it was Steve. Hand shaking now, you picked up the phone, gulping.

“Hello?”

“Your follow up appointment for a checkup is next month on the 14th. It’s a Tuesday.”

“So…”

“I wouldn’t have made a follow up appointment if it wasn’t mine, Y/N.”

“Right,” you said, your throat dry.

“So. I’ll send you over your meal plan. Like we discussed with Dr. Varma, the nutritionist he recommended already made up a mock one for me.” He was really serious about being involved clearly. You said nothing. “I would appreciate it if you would honor what I want and I would like you to buy your groceries around what is recommended.”

“Okay.”

Steve gave a humorless chuckle, “I would much rather be around to make sure that that is happening, but I know that that is out of the question.” He hesitated for a moment, as if he was waiting for you to rebuke it. When you did not, he exhaled sharply. “Be sure to pass that date on to Tony since he’s insisting to tag along every time.”

“I will.”

~~~

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[johnkrrasinski]

i dreamt of you all sumer long;

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Pairings: Bucky Barnes x female!reader

Word count: 2,607

Warning: angst with a happy ending :)

Summary: based on the song ‘betty’ by taylor swift except bucky ain’t no cheater.

a/n: i dedicate this one to all my fellow swifties. betty was an instant favourite as soon as i first heard it when folklore came out. it has been begging for me to write a fanfic inspired by it and now it’s finally out and i’m really happy about it. hope you like it. please leave a comment & like :) 

He stood on the doorstep of your house, with a bouquet of pink roses in his hands and a hood over his head. A little tipsy and full of sorry. “You can always turn around," the voice in his head whispered just a few minutes ago when he stopped at a streetlight illuminating his path to the street he had passed a million times before.

But now that he was standing in your front porch light of this cozy little house he had grown to know as if it was his second home before the avalanche this summer was, the feeling was finally sinking in.

“Have you seen Bucky?”

“No, I thought he was with you.”

“Well, he was but then Steve asked me to dance and he just… disappeared.”

“Maybe he went to the bathroom?”

“Yeah, I’ll just try to call him again. Thanks, Nat.”

You searched for him in the halls and within the classrooms but there was no sign of him. You knew that Bucky hated the crowds and he always tried to avoid them. But Bucky knew how much this dance meant to you and how long you had been looking forward to this night. You put on your best dress and makeup for him tonight and you wanted to sway to your favourite song with him. He promised that he would try to make this night an incredible one for you. He seemed to have forgotten that promise because he wasn’t even answering your calls or texts to let you know where he was hiding.

You went to the boys’ locker room and what you saw was a bullet right in the centre of your heart. Bucky had his lips on a classmate of yours’ with his back pressed against the locker.

“Bucky…?”

He drew this moment out in his head after weeks of yearning for the way your lips tasted when you used to kiss in his car and downtown bars. And the pattern of your braids that adorned the view of you under the sunset, and the star-shaped traces of his fingers around your scars.

The only thing he wanted to do was make it up to you.

Bucky was a deer caught in headlights when he heard your meek voice calling out his name. He was too stunned by the act she had just caught him off guard with. He was on his way to somewhere less congested to calm himself down because the crowds always evoked the anxiety in him and Steve had asked her to dance when her favourite song was playing from the far side of the gym when he heard the sound of cries from the locker room. He couldn’t help but approach the sound, he really should’ve kept walking instead of interfering. He saw her sitting on the bench in her dress with a tissue in her hand and sobbed.

“Hey, you okay?”

“James… What are you doing here?” She looked up with her swollen eyes.

“I was on my way to the library but I heard someone was crying so I had to check it out.” He scratched the back of his head. “Maybe I should’ve given you some space instead…”

“No, it’s okay. Thank you, James.” She smiled. “Wanna sit?”

“…Yeah, sure.” He doubtfully accepted the offer. “What happened?”

“Kevin broke up with me over the phone while I was on my way to the dance and he came with Cecilia.”

“Jeez, what a dickhead.”

“Yeah, I knew he and Cecil had been fooling around behind my back for months but he always told me that I was being crazy and that I have to trust him more, and I always believed him until tonight he showed me what a jackass he actually is.”

“Hey, he doesn’t deserve you. You should be with someone who loves you and treats you better.” Bucky was never one to give good advice or comfort to his friends but his mama raised him to be a gentleman and to treat a girl like a queen. She always reminded him that if he ever broke a girl’s heart, she would beat his ass.

She smiled, “thanks, James. You’re really sweet.”

He nodded, “well, I should go. Y/N might be looking for me.”

“…Right, you are with Y/N.” For a moment there, she forgot that he and you were the school’s favourite couple.  

“Yeah, so, you’ll be okay?”

“Yeah, don’t worry about me.”

He got up and started walking toward the exit when he heard her call his name. “James…”

He turned around to see her on her feet already when she threw herself into him and startled him by pressing her lips onto his and pushed him onto the locker as it rattled with the pressure of his body against it. He was too dumbfounded to get her off of him when he heard your voice, “Bucky…?”

He could hear the music emanating from within the house as another of his classmate passed by, bumping his shoulder to get through the entrance. Another one of your stupid friends, he used to say, and you used to chide at him for that. But now he felt like he was the biggest idiot. "You got this, don't be a fucking coward." He braced himself.

So he showed up uninvited and his eyes scanned every corner of the room, seeking for that one face that haunted his dreams all summer long. Will you have me? will you love me? Will you kiss me? The lingering questions loomed over his head like a heavy cloud. What if you told him to go fuck myself instead? If you kissed me, will it patch you broken wings? He was only seventeen, he didn’t know anything but he knew that he missed you.

You greeted each one of your friends who came to your birthday party. You were grateful for another year and your friends whom you consider your second family. You were the type of person who was friends with everyone even though you only considered Natasha as and Wanda as your best friends, your most trusted confidants, they were the ones who stitched you back together after you caught Bucky cheating… Or at least that’s what you thought.  

So you invented the whole school to your party and almost everyone came. The jocks, the popular girls, the nerds, even some of your seniors were there too. Your house was packed with high school kids dancing, drinking and laughing… But there was something missing.

He should’ve been there with you. He should’ve been the one standing right beside you when your schoolmates were singing happy birthday to you. He should’ve been there to kiss you and hold you after the party was over and everyone had gone home. But he wasn’t. Because you thought you knew someone and you thought someone loved you but sometimes you’re just enough for them and they would go looking for excitement in somewhere else.

“Y/N! Wait a minute, would you listen to me?!”

“I’ve heard enough. Most importantly… I’ve seen enough.”

“No, you don’t understand, she kissed me! She was crying and, and, I was trying to comfort her and we talked and the next thing I knew she kissed me!” He frantically explained through his ragged breaths.

“But did you stop her?”

He was silent. What the hell was he supposed to say? He couldn’t stop her because he didn’t have it in him to reject a vulnerable woman? That’s how his mama raised him right? To treat every girl with respect and to take care of a girl especially when she’s emotional. Why is being seventeen so confusing?

“I was… I was trying to but-”

“I’ve heard enough of your bullshit, James.” Oh no, you called his first name. Oh man, he had truly fucked up.

“I- I would never cheat on you, y/n! You really think I could do such a thing to you?”

“Not anymore.” You glared at him with all conviction in your heart and your classmates gathered around to watch the quarrel as your heart was bisecting.

“Well, I guess then this is it.” He didn’t mean it. He wished he had fought a little harder for you. To make you stay and hearken. But he gave up too easily. He has always been a lover than a fighter after all, but how he wished he had turned himself into the other one at that moment.  

You chatted with Natasha and Wanda in your living room and you giggled at another witty joke Natasha had just said. Natasha and Wanda always had a way of making you giggle even when your mood was contrasting the expressions on your face. The conversation faded into the background as your mind drifted to Bucky’s face. And that’s when you saw him…

Bucky’s breath hitched when he saw you for the first time after all these weeks. He swore he had prepared every word he was going to say to you and how he was going to act when- if You agreed to talk to him. But it was always easier said than done.

He couldn’t decipher the look on your face when your eyes met. Was it longing? Was it contempt? Was it disbelief? You were always difficult to read. God, he wished he was a mind reader sometimes.

Kids started murmuring things from one another because the entire school loved you and Bucky and everyone started talking when you two ended things and that he was caught ‘cheating.’ And now everyone’s jaws dropped when they thought you and Bucky were truly over and that he was the last person that would be invited to your party.

Bucky stopped in his tracks and if the earth could open up and swallow him so he wouldn’t have to deal with his annoying schoolmates and your fury, that wouldn’t be the worst scenario right now. But he was here and he might’ve had been a fool and a recreant once but he was going to fix it now. He can’t keep running away when things get the slightest bit inconvenient.

So he dragged his feet towards you with the bouquet of flowers still in his hands and once he was close enough to you, he sheepishly spoke, “hi.”

“You’ve got some balls to show up here.” You gritted through your teeth.

He gulped, “I wanted to talk… And to wish you, happy birthday.” He handed you the flowers and also a piece of his heart, hoping that you would take him back.

You accepted it. They were lovely but could a bouquet of flowers really mend the wounds he had inflicted? “What do you want, Bucky?”

“Just a few minutes to explain… everything. After this, if you never wanna see me or talk to me ever again, I’ll leave you alone.”

Was it really what you wanted? Curse your heart for always knowing better. But your stubborn head always had its hands on the wheel, so, forever can spare a minute… right? “Okay, let’s talk in the garden.”

Your garden, the place where you and Bucky used to make out when your parents weren’t home and laid under the broad daylight. Was it wise to lead him here? You shushed the whispers of your heart. Memories came swirling through like a hurricane, banging on your door, begging for you to open up and let him back in.

“Go ahead.”

“Okay, I’m just gonna make this quick but um…” He cleared his throat and scratched the back of his head. Something he always did when he was nervous or didn’t know what to say. He looked down and spoke, “y/n, I am so sorry for what I did to you at the dance. I know I should’ve- God I should’ve stopped her and should’ve stayed with you. I should’ve kept my promise to try harder for you but I didn’t. And I know I’m a fucking idiot but… I’ve missed you. So badly. And I wish I could turn back the time and fixed it but all I can do now is apologize.” Your tears were threatening to fall at the sincerity of his words. You never wanted this. You wished Bucky had known better but to love is to lose your mind and you were at fault for this mess too.

“I understand if you don’t wanna see me around or deal with me again, I came here knowing you’d never take me back because you told me once that cheating was your dealbreaker and what I did was just as shitty but, if this is the last time you’ll ever talk to me, I had to get it out of my chest. That’s all.” He sighed, the gloom in his heart wasn’t withering away but at least the weight in his heard was lighter now that he had come clean.  “I’m gonna go now, you should go back to your friends, they are waiting.” He inched his face closer to you to kiss you on the cheek and you were too mesmerized by the blue in his eyes to shun away.

“Goodbye, y/n. And once again, happy birthday.” He turned around to leave, going for the exit door of your garden so he didn’t have to walk past through the crowds and deal with prying questions about their… whatever they are now or what truly happened at the dance. He had made peace with you and that’s all that mattered to him.

He was a few steps away from her when he heard her voice calling his name, “Bucky, wait…”

He stopped and turned to your direction only to catch you narrowing the gap and jumped on him. He was quick to catch her as they used to after a few days of not seeing each other and they both had missed each other terribly. She pressed her lips on top of his and circled her arms around his neck to hold onto him. Because who was she kidding? She had missed him so badly too. She dreamt of him calling her to apologize or to show up at her party but never once did she admit it. And now, her heart was back in her arms and she didn’t want to let him go ever again.

Their kiss with filled of longing as their lips moved like a perfect symphony. One of his hands moved to her face to hold her even closer because everything he desired was coming true and he was desperate to make it stay a reality. Your hands grabbed his hair as your tongues tangled, dancing in sync. You pulled away when the need for air was overwhelming, “I forgive you.” You smiled as your foreheads were pressed together.

He too smiled at that, “does this mean you will take me back?”

You nodded, “it does.” Bucky grinned wider, the bliss in his face was palpable. Oh, how good it felt to see him smile again. Bucky could say the same.

He kissed you once more with his hand cupping your cheek and when he pulled away, he gazed into your beautiful eyes and confessed, “I love you. So much. I never stopped loving you.”

“I love you too.” You meant it with every bit of your heart.

He put you on the ground and you were still intertwined with each other, too in love and too elated to pay attention to the curious peeks and snooping ears. “Let’s go back inside, yeah? It’s cold here. And you should be there with me.”

“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be anyway.”

[lxvesickreality]

a consequence worth taking 3/?

Request: none, but a few commented asking for a part 3

Pairing: Cisco Ramon x reader

Warnings: angst, swearing, a lot of pov changes

Word count: 2438

Add on: i have no idea how many parts this will have to be honest. sorry for this part being so shitty, the next part will be much better and much longer. i just felt the need to update something that involved this imagine. also, y/m/n means your mothers name and y/m/l/n means your mothers last name.

gif is NOT mine, credit to owners

"Barry, you need to go back. You need to make sure she's okay. We have no idea if she's stable and what she's capable of. You need to be careful though, if both of your dark matter counteracted, it could be harmful to you and possibly her." Barry nodded in agreement then raced off into the night back to the lab where they left their friend. With a feeling of mixed emotions, Caitlin spun on her heel to face her friend. "Seriously, Cisco?" 

His brown eyes glanced up at her and she felt a twinge of guilt in her stomach when she saw his own guilt shimmering through his eyes. "What?" he snapped. 

"That's why you've been so mean to her? For a mistake you both made? Do you have any idea how you've been making her feel, Cisco? I get that you feel bad about hurting Gypsy and doing something like that so quickly but it wasn't just her. It was you too. You have no idea if we just lost our friend, our teammate." 

"I understand, Caitlin." 

"I don't think you do, Cisco. We have no idea what went wrong and what happened to her. She's obviously unstable right now." taking a seat on a bench where it's a bus stop, she had an idea form in her mind. "We need to find Y/N's mother. She knows more than any of us." 

Team’s perspective

3 days later

“Did you guys find anything?” Barry flashed into the Cortex in his suit, taking off his mask to reveal his face to his friends. The disappointing expression on everyone’s face was enough to give him his answer. “Really? Nothing at all?”

“There haven't been any traces of dark matter anywhere and nothing in the facial recognition. She knows where everything is, Barry, along with knowing what we are doing.” Caitlin declared, sympathy seeping from her words and she was beginning to sound hopeless. “It’s going to be hard to find her when she knows everything.”

“Nobody ever explained to me what happened,” Joe piped up from the wall he was leaning on with Cecile next to him with a frown plastered on her face. 

Barry sighed glancing at the floor, “Cisco and her had-”

“Barry tried to share his powers with her and it triggered the dark matter that was coursing through her,” Caitlin gave Cisco a knowing look and he continued, “We had sex last month and I was-actually I’ve been a complete douchebag to her because I was still hurting a little bit over the break up and I felt guilty for sleeping with Y/N so I took everything out on her.”

Not everyone knew the truth about why he was so angry with Y/N so when it was spoken of, shock rippled through all of them at once but a tiny bit of anger was thrown in the mix with Cecile and Iris. Cisco kept his eyes glued to the floor finding it more fascinating than the judgmental stares coming from the team he looks up to as family. He was tearing himself up inside about how the whole situation came about and how he treated his best friend with so much hatred when it was a two person thing. Not only did he lose Cynthia, but it looks like he lost his best friend and he was the only one to blame for that area. 

“As much as I’d love to give you a really big lecture, Cisco, we need to find Y/N before it’s too late. DeVoe still wants her and with her out there alone, it’ll be easier to take her.” Iris claimed, taking a step forward to wrap an arm around Barry, a glare set in stone for Cisco who gladly accepted the feelings towards him. He deserved it. "Have you found her mom, Caitlin?"

"No, I haven't. I even looked through Y/N's phone and she doesn't have a number for her or her dad. She had no text message or phone call in this phone's history that pointed to her parents direction. Her father isn't in the system either. I found her birth certificate and that name for her dad is nowhere. So either he doesn't exist or-" 

"Her real father doesn't know he has a daughter and her mom put something else down." Barry finished her sentence. "Let's continue trying to find her mom. Did it say in her profile where she last was?" 

"In Denver, Colorado at a rehab facility. But that was 2 years ago. She hasn't checked in anywhere that we know of. She could've changed her identity. There's an endless amount of possibilities of what happened to her. All we know is that's the last place anyone ever saw her."

"Okay, then, we go there. It's a little over an hour drive." 

"I'm in," Iris states and Joe, Cisco, and Barry nod to show where they stood too. 

Caitlin gave a small, gentle smile but in her gut, she felt something turn and it didn't feel good. This visit can give them all the answers but will the answers be worth it if they're bad? 

~ 

"This is it. This is the last place anyone saw Y/N's mother." said Caitlin.

"Think she's still here? Just hiding under a different name? She did say something was coming so it would make sense for her to get another identity." Barry questioned, taking a step forward to examine the place some more. 

Cisco shrugged, "Who knows. I mean it wouldn't make sense for her to stay here for this long. She could've been talking about the particle accelerator too when she told Y/N about something bad coming." 

The team started walking into the place one by one with Barry the last one. His eyes danced around him catching a small glimpse of y/c/h but shook it off thinking his mind was playing tricks on him and continued his way inside. Y/N couldn't be here of all places, she told them she didn't want to see her mother again but on the other hand, she wasn't stable and she doesn't have any other family members. Barry knew Y/N couldn’t possibly be here especially if she really knew the team, they’d eventually come to see her mother. 

The secretary peeked up from behind the big glasses that sat on the bridge of her nose and grinned, “How can I help you?” 

“Uh, hi, we’re here to see Y/M/N Y/M/L/N.” Caitlin revealed with a small smile of her own. Immediately the secretary’s entire body language changed and the sweet smile she once had dropped from her face. She knew something.

“I-uh I’m sorry but she isn’t here anymore. She was released last week.” 

The team was baffled, only last week? It was most likely why they couldn’t find anything on her, she was still here at the facility and has had barely any time to get on her feet. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I am very sure. That lady could not be forgotten. Kept going on and on about how people have powers and what not, that her whole family has powers at that. She’s an adult who lives in fantasy land, we only released her because she requested to be let go. The doctor she was assigned to signed the discharge papers within those hours. Everyone was ready to let her go.” 

It wasn’t shocking to say the least that a woman who struggled with drug abuse and was put on more drugs would not have sensored herself. They knew what kind of medications she was on, some very strong and were antipsychotics continuously being upped through the dosages. This woman needed the help to get off these drugs and was constantly being put in rehab by her own flesh and blood only to get put on prescriptions that could’ve easily altered her mind. 

Caitlin nodded to show she was listening and Iris was the next one to speak letting the secretary’s eyes fall on her, “Do you know where we can find her?” 

“I’m not legally allowed to give out that information.”

“We know that you don’t allow patients out of the facility without having a place to go. We really need this information. We’re trying to find her daughter and we think that she might’ve gone to see her.” Cisco announced from behind Iris. 

“Look, I’m not allowed to give out information but,” the woman grasped onto her glasses taking them off of her face to appear more intimidating. “if you are telling the truth about her daughter, I may be able to help.” 

“We are telling the truth.” Barry spoke. 

Nodding, the secretary put her glasses back on to the bridge of her nose and turned to type away on the computer in front of her. The team heard the printer go off and looking around to make sure no one was watching, she got up from her desk chair to retrieve the paper. It was a copy of the discharge papers, front and back. “You didn’t get that from me. Are we clear?” 

Everyone nodded and spun on their heel to head out but Barry stopped causing everyone else to as well. “Barry?” 

“Thi-this isn’t right,” he stuttered. 

Iris furrowed her eyebrows, taking a closer step to her man. “What do you mean, Bar?” 

“This says Y/N’s address.” 

“Damn it,” Cisco cursed under his breath at the news. “That means Y/N probably has her and we can’t get anything from her if the person we’re trying to ask about has her.” 

“I’ll speed around the city, try to see if I can find her in any public places.” the team stepped outside trying to find a good place to hide Barry’s secret and to let him do what he needs to do in order to find the mother of their friend. 

“Check alleyways. She may have just gotten out of rehab but she could be shooting up already meaning she’s also off her meds.” Cisco said.

Caitlin nodded, “If she’s off her meds, she could be out of this world to put it nicely.” 

With that knowledge, Barry sped off leaving the team to stay put where they were. Despite not knowing the city very well he sure could find everything pretty easily. The public places didn’t hold the woman he was looking for so he sped off to look in alley’s. One alley, two alley’s, three, four, five alleys and he caught a glimpse of a person in a black zip up hoodie and a woman not any taller than 5′5 at least. This woman fit the description of their friend’s mother and the saddest part of it was Cisco was right, she was using again. 

“Y/M/N?” he called out. The man in the black zip up hoodie barely even glanced up before taking off down the alleyway leaving the woman to fend for herself. It was her. Y/N looked almost identical to her mother taking every feature she could inherit from her but the difference was the holes that stopped healing on her arms from the heroine and the bags under her eyes. She looked older than she really was and much more scrawny than the picture they found a few days previously or more the mugshot. Grey hair was starting to come from her roots and wrinkles were forming around her facial features. 

“H-how do you know who I am?” she was understandably terrified of the sight before her, she didn’t know who he was. “Who are you?” 

“My name is Barry Allen. I need your help.” 

“Why would I help you? I don’t even know you.” she fires back. So Y/N also got the sass from her mother, that was good to know. 

“It’s about your daughter, Y/N.” 

Her body language changed almost as quickly as the secretary’s did when the team and himself talked to her but this change was more positive, it looked almost relaxing to see her transform like that. Her shoulders dropped from the defensive state they were in and her eyes had hope shimmering in them.

“Y/N? My baby?” she covered her mouth attempting to hold back the tears. 

He nodded, “Yes, ma’am. Could you help my friends and I please?” 

“I want to know what I’m helping with first.” 

“We don’t know what happened but your daughter unleashed her powers and she’s missing. She almost blew up an entire building, ma’am.” 

She gasped loudly, “She got her powers? Oh, no, no, no,” 

“Are you alright?” 

“What was she doing? What were her powers like?” 

Barry furrowed his eyebrows in confusion at the question but answered it nonetheless, “It was like lightning,” 

“Oh no, what have you guys done?” 

“Ma’am, I don’t think I understand what you mean.” said Barry.

“Those powers weren’t supposed to come out. They weren’t allowed to, I had them sealed shut. Take me to your team now. I know exactly who you are, Flash.” 

He didn’t have much time to say anything before she was throwing herself at him telling him to speed to his team. There were many questions, some now involving how she knew him but ran to where his team awaited for his arrival only to find something he didn’t want to see. 

His whole team was on the ground, blood dripping from each of their noses and knocked out cold. Something happened. 

“Y/N,” was all he could get before he felt a bolt of electricity slither through him causing him to yell out in pain and fall to the floor not able to bare his own weight any longer. The darkness was calling for him and he desperately tried to stay awake to see who the culprit was, to see if he was right and to make sure his friends mother was alright. His eyes were trying to flutter close, to succumb to the darkness as the pain was so intense it hadn’t felt like anything he’s ever felt before even though he’s been through his fair share of fights. This was a trap, Y/N knew they were here and wanted her mother. How could they not have known? 

“Go to sleep, Flash,” Y/N came into his view, squatting down in front of him. “Otherwise, I’m going to have to take you out completely and I’d rather not do that in front of my mother.” 

Despite everything in him begging him to stay alive, he couldn’t fight anymore and fell into the darkness.

Tags: @night-girls-world @diva-1992 

[eyra]

Oooo I love ur words!! I, K, and M for the writers asks?👀👀🥺💜💜💜

Hi there, thank you so much! So kind ♥

I: Do you have a guilty pleasure in fic (reading or writing)?

Himbo James Potter. I don’t think it has any basis in canon but give me a James Potter that is academically brilliant but so, so dumb in every other way. I simply adore that.

K: What’s the angstiest idea you’ve ever come up with?

I talk a little here about a horrible bit of angst that crossed my mind a while ago (and I’m sorry for even putting the thought out into the universe), but another one worth mentioning I guess is the original plot of Hollow Places. I started writing this fic absolutely ages ago and ended up dropping it, and then I came back to it recently and completely rewrote most of it. In the original story, a part of the forest did get destroyed and this (for reasons I can’t fully remember) had a physical effect on Remus; like he would physically feel that the forest was dying around him and for every tree that fell, he too would grow weaker, and Sirius then needed to find a way to save him. It was very dark and strange and angsty, and I’m very glad I rewrote it the way I did!

M: Got any premises on the back burner that you’d care to share?

Yes! I’ve jotted a few down here so I’ll use this opportunity to once again go on about the farming AU that I’m fully immersed in at the moment. Here’s a little preview, actually:

"Remus'll be along," Hope says as she pours them both a cup of tea and pulls out the chair at the head of the table. "He's just deworming Cecil."

There's an ugly, snarling howl from down the hall, and a moment later Remus appears with the scruffy terrier tucked under one arm and a big, white tablet in an outstretched hand.

"He'll not have it, mum."

He stops short when he sees Sirius and James at the table, and the dog - predictably - growls.

"Well, pop it in a bit of cheese for him," Hope says, still smiling. She has a nice way about her, Sirius thinks, as he gladly accepts another cup of tea. Everything's a little rushed, a little manic; she reminds him of Fleamont in that way, stumbling over words and tasks as if in some hurry to move on to the next favour, or the next smile, or the next pot of tea. Everything at a slightly breathless pace. It makes Sirius feel - to his wonder - rather at home.

"Daft thing," Remus mutters, and Sirius looks over to watch him by an open fridge, stuffing the pill into a small wedge of cheese and poking it temptingly at the dog's snout. It relents, eventually, and nearly takes Remus's fingers off as it lurches for the food.

Cecil is a horrible dog, and Remus adores him. This story should be up in the next few weeks!

Thank you so much for the questions! x

(full list here)

[happymeishappylife]

DC CW Shows

I finally caught up on all the DC Universe shows. Quite an accomplishment for me considering I was 2 seasons behind. It feels good to finally get caught up to speed, but some of them are starting to feel like chores getting through them, rather than fun entertainment. A concern that gets amplified by the fact that the producers want to add on 2 more shows to the line up. So I felt like it was a good idea to breakdown my thoughts on each of the shows and what I liked/didn’t like. Plus then I will break down my thoughts on Crisis, because I have a lot of them. I’ll also rank these as I go as far as which ones I liked best, beginning with least to best. So let’s begin:

#7 - The Flash

I used to love this show so much. The first two seasons were a lot of fun and I loved all the characters so much. Thanks to the writing though, I can’t honestly say I don’t like this show much at all anymore and that’s kinda sad. Part of the reason is it became soooo angsty. Like the reason The Flash was great, was it was the antithesis to the angst on Arrow which made it so refreshing to watch. Now it’s like everyone must suffer some sort of pain over the tiniest things or worse, they become entrapped in characters and situations like its been haunting them for years when it only got introduced a couple episodes ago. At this point the only characters I care about are Caitlyn/Frost, Joe and Cecile West, Wally (when he’s on, which is like never), and Ralph. And that’s painful that Hartley won’t be returning to fill that role anymore because he was the only one who still could joke and laugh around like old Team Flash.

Season 5: Overall season 5 had a pretty solid storyline despite some of the angsty writing. After a while though I got pretty sick of fighting Chicada over and over again, especially Grace’s version. My one big pet peeve with it though was the relationship of Nora to Barry and Iris. I’m sorry. I can’t honestly picture any 20-30 something meeting their adult daughter and automatically assuming the role of an actual parent and treating her like a preteen. That always felt super weird and uncomfortable. Not to mention it happened almost automatically with little to no hang ups on ‘is this really our kid? Should we trust her?’ Plus then it created angst between Barry and Iris which I’m really over at this point in the series because their relationship was never my favorite to begin with.

Season 6: A hot mess. Granted, because of Crisis and Covid-19, the season probably didn’t get a fair chance to play out to it’s full potential. But cutting the season into two arcs didn’t do it any justice. Especially because instead of having character growth, I felt like a lot of the characters regressed. Take Barry for instance. The whole first part of the season is him prepping/training the team to take over for him after Crisis since he believes he is going to die. Only when he doesn’t, he assumes the role of leader still without actually leading. He stops telling his team members key details and putting aside the fact he killed the speed force, he stopped being a hero. The whole fight scene with Mirror-Iris, was so bizarre to watch. Yes, Barry would never hurt the real Iris, but she’s not and instead he just stands there and gets stabbed over and over, crying at the end that she’s not there. It’s really hard to watch.

#6 - Arrow

Arrow used to be in my top 3 slots as last I left it. The storylines were still on point. But leading up to Crisis and the show ending, there were some things that worked for me and some that didn’t. Still, kudos to the team for standing their ground and saying that we’ve told all we can tell, let’s put this show to bed and give it a close it deserves. It made the ending super emotional, but at the same time satisfying despite, Oliver’s death in the universe. My only complaint is the fact that the producers can’t put it fully to bed and now want to reboot Arrow all over again with Mia and the canaries. Don’t get me wrong watching strong women take more of the leading roles is awesome, but not to tell and retell the same storylines.

Season 7: The first half of the season when Oliver was in Iron Heights was not my favorite. Mainly because as it continues to develop it was like all the reasons he got put in Iron Heights to begin with no longer mattered. Diaz is still on the lose, he’s still playing his games in prison, and really what was the point? Now the second half of the season where we focus on his rehabilitation into society and working with the SCPD to track and take down his sister Emiko, was actually good. Too bad it got horribly overshadowed by a time travel flash-forward storyline to introduce and make us care about Mia.

Season 8: Obviously this season was the closeout season and the season leading up to Crisis. But I liked the way they treated it. They gave cameo spots and guest starring spots to former faces like Thea (she’s still freaking awesome), Tommy, Moira, and even Merlyn came back. My only complaint was that all of sudden we did have another time travel situation on our hands to meet our future kids. Thankfully I felt Arrow overall took that development better than the Flash, which since that was only a couple episodes and not a season, says something about the writing. Plus the post-Crisis pilot for the Green Arrow and Canaries felt a little out of place given everything that happened and a little insulting.

#5 - Supergirl

There’s parts of Supergirl I still absolutely love to pieces and the writing that are still doing it the justice that started the show by telling storylines of not only heroism, but commentary on today’s events to help push for progress. I love the whole cast of characters and think the acting has been great. My only complaint is with Season 5 and the fact that the show is beginning to find its tipping point of being less than stellar. I mean, I still enjoy it, but it’s beginning to show its where and tear so I’m worried what’s going to happen as it continues forward. Especially as it gets hyperfixated on Lex Luthor, who don’t get me wrong is a fabulous villain, but isn’t that Superman’s arch nemesis, not Supergirl’s?

Season 4: What a great commentary to tell throughout the season that parallels the feelings and conversations being had about immigration in our own world. I thought the idea of the Alien Amnesty Act squaring off against Ben Lockwood and his Agents of Liberty was not only great commentary but great story telling. I also loved that we got to introduce Nia Nall into the series because she’s fantastic and has become one of my favorite characters. I even love the twist reveal of how Ben Lockwood isn’t the enemy, it’s really Lex Luthor and his communist Supergirl clone. Plus Jon Crier plays an amazing Lex Luthor.

Season 5: Don’t get me wrong, the stakes and the storylines with Leviathan and Obsidian North, I do think are important and worth telling, but they detracted from the main storyline that developed at the end of last season which was Lena and Kara’s new relationship. Yes, it was still hit on and explored, but by far that was the storyline I was interested in seeing the most, not Ramah Khan or Virtual Reality horror stories. Also, while I like Lex, thanks to his antics during Crisis, the second half of the season felt hijacked and became this witch hunt. Don’t get me wrong, I can’t wait to see what he and Lillian are doing, but I wish it played out more in the shadows and less of the actual screen time. I’m also glad Lena is back on Kara’s side again. But Brainy better not be dead! He’s one of my favorites even if his motives during this season were hard to watch.

#4 - Batwoman

I actually really, really, really liked Batwoman’s first season. Getting to know the badass that is Kate Kane and watch the horror’s of Gotham play out week to week was such a refreshing change of pace. After all, The Flash and Supergirl are undeniably heroes and must carry those burdens(?) as they fight for truth and justice. And Oliver was a vigilante, but while he took down drug lords, weapons dealers, etc. the stakes of being a vigilante in Star City is nothing compared to wearing the cape in Gotham. I loved the cast and seeing the stories play out of their past and how they connect to each other and also how some of them discover who Batwoman is, was fantastic. Even as creepy as Alice is, I enjoyed seeing the performance of the completely unhinged and psychotic villain take the stage to play out her twisted fantasies. I also appreciate the openness that Kate brought to being an out and proud lesbian, even revealing her super identity to a teenager to prove that it does get better and lesbians can be awesome is super freaking powerful. I even like that with the shortened season, it didn’t feel like we got robbed of an awesome storyline, but now we get to why this ranks fourth on my list instead of higher: Ruby Rose left the show and we get a whole new Batwoman. I get that this is out of the hands of the producers and the writers and I am super sad to see her go. But its hard not to feel like we lost a whole season of introduction and development to just reset and begin again. I’m not sure how they will handle it, but I do hope that a lot of the cast stays and stays in their roles. Especially Luke and Mary who are a great team. Mary is also like my all time, instant-favorite character because not only is she super wicked smart, but she has so much humanity in her so I hope she still continues on the show.

#3 - Stargirl

 Yes, yes, this show is still airing which is why I can’t speak to the overall season arc in finality yet, but I absolutely have been loving this first season. Again, what a refreshing new reality to step into and what a great new storyline to pursue. This rag-tag group of teenagers becoming the new Justice Society of America is a fun telling and already, the stakes of the Injustice Society are so high! Like I was expecting that it was going to be like the other shows where slowly by slowly we meet all the bad guys in different seasons, but instead it feels a little flipped since we don’t have all our new heroes on the stage yet. Still I love Courtney and her relationship with Pat as she discovers these secrets of his past and their new home of Blue Valley. I love her recruiting reasoning to bring Yolanda and Rick into this crazy plan and even her acceptance of Beth becoming the new Doctor Midnight. Plus, the show keeps surprising me because on one hand, giving these teenagers these powers to help them redeem their self esteem is a great storyline, which is why I was expecting them to force us to like Cindy since the beginning of that episode was leading up to maybe becoming friends with her, but no. Turns out she is the super bitch and super villain of the show and that’s kinda awesome. Also I like how because their teenagers, their secret identities aren’t really that secret, which makes it’s kinda fun, but also dangerous. We’ll see how the last 3 episodes play out, but I can’t wait.

#2 - Black Lightening

Talk about real gritty, dark, and powerful storytelling. I enjoyed the first season, but these last two have been a real punch in the gut in good ways and the writers have been outdoing themselves to provide heartfelt, real, honest emotions and discussions to the world of superheroes, compared to the other shows. And it’s hard, but the gruesome nature of the show also highlights some of the real struggles going on in the Freeland Community which of course highlights the issues in our own world around the Black Community. The whole spinal chord ripping scene will haunt me forever and not only because they keep replaying it, but because of how insane that was. The cast is also great and I love that at the end of Season 3, it’s not just a family of super heroes, but a group of powerful metas squaring off against the government and the most dangerous threat of all so far: Gravedigger. Gives me goose bumps just thinking about it.

Season 2: Now that the whole family knows the stakes of what they have gotten themselves into with Tobias and revealing the girls have power, I love the way we got introduced to the ASA and the pod kids as a menial threat while still struggling to take down the perceived ‘bigger threat’ that is Tobias. Jennifer also having trouble coming to terms with her powers and how to use them I think was a great way to explore that not everyone wants to be a superhero, especially in antithesis to Nyssa who is a full on badass as Thunder and Blackbird. Watching Khalil’s story in this go from obedient lap dog to a runaway and finally a victim of Tobias’ violence was hard, but I felt was justified throughout and made him that character you want to root for, even when not everything he’s done has been great.

Season 3: What a harsh turn of direction. A full on occupation of Freeland, house arrest, killings on the street, and an underground railroad of metas or suspected metas completely changed the tune of this show. Watching each of the Peirces struggle to find out who the ASA is, what their doing, if their actions are justified and if the Marcovian threat was real was really fascinating to watch. The showdown with the Marcovians too with a whole team behind them was also a nice change of pace, even if their mission didn’t end the way they expected. I think the amplified stakes though of what happened and what’s to come will continue to develop into an incredible show, minus one now big problem I have, but I will detail that out below when we talk about Crisis.

#1 - Legends of Tomorrow

You can fight me, but Legends of Tomorrow is the best goddamn shown on this network for one simple fact: They don’t take themselves seriously. There is no real angst and because of that it makes the adventures so fun and so hilarious that its such a great break from all of the other shows. Plus, because they keep swapping new and old cast members into the show, it always feels new. Kinda that Doctor Who spirit, which I love. That and because there are hardly any rules to a time travelling group of heroes who don’t really want to be heroes, you get ridiculously themed episodes like Bollywood Musical or TV Crossovers. It is what makes the show a total blast.

Season 4: As the team gears up to track down magical creatures throughout history, you get the introduction of permanent team member, John Constantine who I freaking love for his cool, aloof character and yet sarcastic and sassy contrast to the sunshine and bro-squad that is Ray and Nate. I also love that the season not only was about capturing these magical creatures, but fully rehabilitating Norah Dhark into a good guy now accidentally turned fairy godmother. To be honest, I definitely did not see that one coming. I like that fighting the demon lord also helped transition the show from Season 4 to 5 to fight hell spawn creatures. Quite a leap from the original Legends concept, but again that’s what makes this show so fresh.

Season 5: Part of the other fun of Legends is getting to see old characters get reinvented. I loved the storyline with Charlie and her reveal to be Clothos, one of the 3 fate sisters and the reason the ancient loom got destroyed. I also loved Tala Ashe’s portrayal of Zari in a different timeline because the difference between tech-geek, super smart Zari and social influencer extraordinaire Zari were well done. Plus we got another awesome bro-squad member in Behrad who I hope sticks around for a while. The only bummer was saying goodbye to Ray Palmer. Ray has been one of my favorite characters in the Arrow-verse and seeing his exit was sad and partly because I think it could have been handled better. Like don’t get me wrong, seeing him have to get approval from Damian Dhark to marry Nora was entertaining and I’m glad he isn’t dead like Dr. Stein or Leonard Snart, but I just feel like the exit was a bit rushed. The good news is, it opens the door for Ray to return and I hope we get to seem in the future.

Alright...... To end this long spiel, let’s talk about Crisis on Infinite Earths and what that now means for all these shows. Because unfortunately.... it can’t be ignored. And I’m sorry to sound pessimistic, but to be honest, Crisis wasn’t my favorite story and was too hyped for the end result.

The only show who came out better for Crisis, in my opinion, was Arrow. Mainly because the story of Oliver’s last sacrifice to reboot the universe was the only one that made complete sense and doesn’t complicate the show after it happens. Granted it could be because it was used as the show’s exit, but still. I used to love crossover episodes and getting the whole team together, but now because there is soooo much going on in each show and such a large cast, these big multi-night and multi-universe shows just feel scattered because you are constantly hopping around and between each of the characters and all the individual storylines don’t matter. Like remember when Barry and Oliver would actually talk about what they were up against? Miss that. That and Oliver, Barry, and Kara stole the show even when it was other shows turn to shine. Like Kate was hardly in it, even in her own episode and the Legends weren’t in it at all. It was just Sara and Ray which was disappointing because as Crisis was their season opener, you missed a real chance to have the Legends save the day. Don’t get my wrong, there were some great moments during crisis and I liked the nod to past versions of the DC characters, including Brandon Routh getting to play Superman again, but overall it just made chaos for things that don’t make sense post-crisis.

Like yay, all our favorite heroes are in one place and created the justice league to help each other, but once Crisis is over, nope sorry, no one can be bothered to borrow a hero friend. Like that makes sense for some shows, Batwoman for instance isn’t that close to everyone and her storyline is so rooted in her own family drama, that ignoring the other supers made sense. The Flash’s stakes weren’t high enough to involve anyone else, so fine. And Legends of course travel through time and so aren’t around, fine. But Supergirl’s takedown of a longstanding secret group of people capable of bending Earth’s elements to create catastrophic events, isn’t enough to at least reach out to Cisco or Luke for help tracking them? That seems underwhelming. Plus where are the aliens in all the other cities now? Or the metas in National City? That’s a pet peeve, but more so because of the biggest twist in Crisis:

Pulling Black Lightening into the Arrowverse. Like the shows writers and producers, I think Black Lightening works better outside the Arrowverse which was the intent and goal from the get go. Pulling Jefferson Pierce’s family and world into the same Earth as all the other shows, no longer makes the shows storytelling as strong and maybe it was because this was a last minute decision, but there is just no justification post Crisis as to why they had to come in. I mean, The Flash and Black Lightening have metas related issues, you would think that alone would be a prime source of teaming up. Especially when Cisco goes out on a worldwide quest to document metas, you’re telling me skipped over Freeland? And where’s our favorite Kyrptonian to fight for truth, justice, and the American way as Freeland is being occupied by the ASA? Oh, what too busy going after Lex Luthor? Sorry, I’m not buying that Kara Danvers ignores racial injustice. Like I get that maybe it was a way to be able to use Black Lightening later in cross-over events, but the fallout from bringing them in this season with everything going on is a huge mistake in my opinion. And heck, having shows exist outside each other is probably a good thing. Too many and these crossover events don’t feel fun anymore, they just feel chaotic. I think I’m with the Legends on this one: the crossovers aren’t worth it anymore.

[thecollege--dropout]

i swear it’s worth the read and a lil funny 😂

“iRiS oNlY hAs 21 MiNuTeS lEsS tHaN nOrA”

“iRiS aNd BaRrY aRe StiLl ToUcHy AnD lOviNg WiTh EaCh OtHeR”

when there was nora/iris angst, iris was very present but were iris fans enjoying that? NO! nobody enjoyed seeing nora be rude to iris for 5 damn episodes for some shit that was easily resolved by her jumping off a fucking building. cut to they’re kumbaya-ing and we still only see them for 5 seconds together. not to mention that it’s always iris/nora and barry/nora. they never get to parent together or do anything besides that failed breakfast in 5x04, IF they did have dinner in 5x03 (we didn’t see it) and now 5x11. all their moments include team flash (i bet doctor snow knows how long the entire westallen/horton clan takes to shit bruh and how many times a day they go 🤦���‍♀️)

every time iris is on screen it’s in front of the desk at star labs. don’t the newspaper come out every day? don’t the news air every day? shouldn’t she be writing to post on her blog every day? her blog is about all this superhero ish and whatever else (jewelry theft apparently) and there’s plenty of that every episode so what’s stopping her from doing that EVERY episode? they shouldn’t be working this hard to give iris a journalism arc. the stories literally write themselves. spin was there for an episode and wrote more articles than iris has in 5 seasons (lmaoo i’m wyling but did i lie 😭😂😂😂) she’s an investigative journalist and barry is a csi, how are they not running around the city fucking shit up together? ya know what, forget barry right now because i don’t want to make this a westallen thing yet.

i want her to stay at star labs because yt people hate her there but free my bitch, let her go roam the streets. i don’t understand why she can’t do both. it’s clear these writers can’t walk and chew gum at the same time because they can only focus on one thing at a time, BARELY. which leads to the second thing..

if i started the flash in season 5, i’d honestly think iris & barry were just coworkers who happen to be taking care of a grown person. or like that movie life as we know it where the parents died and left their kid to their best friends and they had to live together and raise the kid. my guy friends and i act more married than iris and barry 😭 even the ones i don’t really fuck with. apart from 5x05, there’s been nothing to indicate they’re a YOUNG, MARRIED, and “IN LOVE” couple.

i get that they’re parents now, BARELY, but why does that stop them from being iris & barry? they don’t even talk. why didn’t iris know that cecile was gonna be at court and barry had to go? do these people live in the same house? sleep in the same bed? can they GO HOME! can they have these “moments” in their HOME that they made a big deal about? they’ve graduated from the cortex to the balcony like bitch go home. it’s dark outside and you’re not getting paid for overtime, go home.

i’m not saying they should be knocking boots all over my screen (this is not riverdale, thank god) but shit, how are they suppose to have nora? or any child? minus barry’s cocky lil smirk in 5x09 that i guess is suppose to hint that they be getting it on, i, a grown adult, am suppose to believe they gon have kids any time soon? are they gonna have them hug in the bed and then say guess what, we pregnant? bruh 😂😂😂 lmaoo what if they do that 😭😂😂😂😂 i’m blowing up cw lmaoo

idk, a lot of these scenes feel incomplete or something. he was locked up in the meta place (why can’t i remember what that thing is called rn) for 24 hours and he came out and they looked at each other like, well buddy i’m glad you’re free 😂 iris complimented him tonight in 5x11 and he turned around like, enough of that, how bout dat cicada doe 🙃 last time they kissed was 5x05 in a rushed ass kiss that didn’t look like it was suppose to even happen. idk like something def lacking. they doing the bare minimum as a married couple, BARELY, and it’s weird to see.

in closing lmaoo, she’s 21 mins behind nora and about 30 mins ahead of caitlin (prob less when you add kf scenes) but her scenes don’t feel like they mean anything. they feel empty to me. like we get one good scene per episode and that’s with all the bs we had to endure in the first 5. it feels like nora is overpowering and taking over but it’s because all her scenes are with barry and we can’t see her bonding with iris, a mother she doesn’t know. she doesn’t know this iris. it’s a completely different person so i don’t understand why she’s not trying to get to know her too. where is iris’ point of view about how she feels with barry going missing? nora came to try and stop that but she hasn’t done a thing to prevent it? they’re just carrying on like they don’t have a care in the world. like nora isn’t from the future and fucking up the timeline with an impending disappearance/death coming. unrelated, cisco honey, i’m sorry they hate poc in the flash writers room 😭

[sybariticnomad]

BNHA Prompts I want to read/write

>Ghibli AUs- literally any of them would be great but especially Princess Mononoke rn

>Rival School Gang AU- Bakusquad gang vs Dekusquad gang. Don't fuck with Uraraka bc she’ll wreck you w a smile. also Deku totally is one of those people who angry cries. Drama ensue when canon villains are really just out of town school gang that tries to take over their town and squads gotta unite whether they like it or nah. Featuring all might, Aizawa, and co as concerned teachers, detectives and whatnot that just wanna see these kids safe and sound

>Uraraka grew up on wrong side of the tracks AU- doesn’t necessarily have to be completely au, just that Uraraka growing up poor incorporating some of the less glamorous parts of being poor so she’s seen shit and done shit and wants to do good for the world now so no one else has to go through what she went through. I just want this to be a part of her character background so bad. Just scenes with her encountering villains or smalltime gangs and being like “dude we were neighbors I went through the same shit you did fam. Don't do this.”

>Uraraka using her anti-gravity quirk to do what hulk did to Loki in the first avengers movie and everyone being fuckin SHOOK. (can you tell who one of my main faves is yet? lol)

>A fic about ua kids literally being that, Kids. Shenanigans, Movie nights to binge the Rocky series only to end up too pumped to sleep so they all start training like crazy(Bakubro included), youtube channels, Todoroki secretly being messy af and joining the Tea Party where the ladies plus Todoroki spill tea and throw shade EVERYWHERE (all the best news comes from there), Bakugo growing and awkwardly trying to show his appreciation for his classmates and also awkwardly trying to mend his relationship with Deku (teen angst at it’s best and Deku is unsure of how to handle it but Uraraka and Kirishima help the dumbasses), Mina and Uraraka explore their sexuality together bc fuck you if they aint bisexual queens at the very least, Uraraka being one of the few willing to back talk Bakugo so she passive aggressively gives him nicknames like he gives her until he starts calling people by their names(like sweetie bc his sweat smells like burnt caramel, he calls her peaches sometimes bc of her country accent and a couple of other things if ya know what I mean) and eventually the whole class gets in on the nicknaming stuff and Bakugo is Sick Of People Stealing His Shit, Urarakas twang and Todoroki’s education in modern slang because explaining to him what being messy means and spilling tea is funny af (he starts using it all the time in a super awkward way “I believe that this situation calls for some messy retaliation” with long deadpan stares), how many of these kids can't wink and just give you long awkward blinks, teacher appreciation day gifts that get all the way out of hand (Aizawa gets the benign noise cancelling headphones and death wish coffee and then someone sends him a bottle of tequila and he wants to know which fucking child got a hold of alcohol to both admonish and thank them. Poor all might gets all the medicine, who’s idea was it to give present mic a loud mic and youtube channel why he’s already too loud please make it stop), someone gives Bakugo spicy chocolate cookies for valentines day and he doesn't want the sentiment but hot damn those cookies are fucking delicious, the kids get into American music because present mic recommends it to help with learning English and that's all fine and dandy until the kids start hosting death matches with Denzel curry’s Ultimate as the match song and wow how many of these songs have so much profanity please stop (just because you’re swearing in English kids doesn't mean some people still won’t know you’re swearing), Sex Ed Class for the kids (wow what trauma, what drama, Aizawa you are not giving the sex ed seminar they will get too scared. you will monitor Midnight as she gives the lesson. All might go have a cup of tea and try not to think of the kids having sex because golly they’re all still wee babes), Teachers shipping students and other staff lounge gossip, Spin the bottle truth or dare where the dare is always make out with the people you want to fight, Momo is cleaning out her closet and giving away clothes so please let the mad fight over who can get more clothes from her giveaway ensue(Uraraka is poor and on a mission, who know when she’ll be able to get clothes as nice as these again? she might enlist the help of some of her guy friends and she might also float all the clothes she wants to the ceiling out of reach of anyone else), BNHA girls using snapchat and momo’s closet to recreate Beyonce music videos and killing it (I really just want to see 7/11, the suck on my balls shtick, and Sorry because it’s a whole lotta friends hangin out and being sassy), WHO LET THESE KIDS WATCH South Park.  y’know. Shit like that. Wow this bullet point got way out of hand.

>Night Vale AU 1- Fuck you it’s Tododeku. Todoroki is obviously Carlos with his perfect hair and perfect teeth. Uraraka is totally dana, Deku is of course Cecil, Aizawa might be station management? Might be old man Jenkins. Whatever it is I'm here for it. 

>Night Vale AU 2-Alternatively its the cast of bnha just in the wtnv universe and their day to day lives dealing with night vales weirdness. do as you please.

>Underground Fighting/Fight Club AU- What It Says On The Tin. BNHA kids doing illegal underground fighting stuff and do with it what you will. 

>Oresama Teacher AU- I know I keep being super aggresive but still fuck you I think mafuyu and Uraraka would be able to flip flop each other or alternatively, mafuyu is urarakas grandmother and she taught Uraraka all the ways of badassery minus the fighting stuff bc she old

>Fantasy AU where for once Uraraka actually is the badass witch and not just the confused amnesiac- also What It Says On the Tin. Bitch can kick some ass.

>Adventure Time AU- For shits and giggles bc I said so I suppose. I think the bnha characters in that universe would be funny af with just the right dash of angst/drama.

>Assassination classroom au- what it says on the tin. 

>The Myth Of Hades and Persephone AU- featuring your chosen bnha ship. Imma leave mine out of it because the one I would prefer to put in would probably yield a lot of hate and I don't want my preferred ship to get in the way of anyone ignoring these prompts and not writing them? idk imma leave mine out but y'all get it.

More to be added at a later date bye lmao

[valeriemperez]

I saw a couple people suggesting that this new Wells could be Thawne in disguise. One of the things they pointed to was a moment at the end of the episode when he was talking to Nora and his accent slipped when he said "the temptation was too great". I'm willing to write that off as just being a mistake on Tom C's part. But what do you think of the idea of it being Eobard?

I think Sherloque being Eobard would be unnecessarily repetitive, but I think someone might be Eobard. Perhaps the someone that nudged Nora in the direction of stopping the satellite…

I’m excited for some angst next week! Do you have any theories on what Iris did to Nora in the future and/or what Nora may be hiding?

Me too! I think the answer lies somewhere between: 1) Iris threw herself into work and Justice League-ing to avoid Barry’s death and Nora felt neglected2) Iris wouldn’t talk about Barry/Flash to Nora to a Joe West degree3) Iris forbade Nora from superhero-ing (I mean, she is pretty bad at it…) either from the get-go or after something else bad happened

Same I absolutely do not think she’d get Eddie tattooed on her body or any other boyfriend I def thought it was a Flash tattoo and that’s be hilarious I hope they explain.

Sadly, they did not explain it. But I think we can be 100% sure it had nothing to do with Eddie.

i really, really don’t care about Caitlin at all. i’m sorry, but this increased screentime for her is trying my patience. my eyes automatically drift from the screen in these scenes. look, Panabaker has no screen presence as an actress. she has no ability to be funny OR dramatic. she has never brought any life into Caitlin as a character, and KF isn’t even a Flash canon character, really. she can’t carry a whole subplot like this

You’re definitely not alone. I don’t think her current plot is all that bad, and I enjoy her (platonic!) chemistry with Ralph, but the petty side of me begrudges her every second of screentime that could be going to Iris/Cisco/Joe/Cecile, etc.

To be fair to Todd it was Berlanti who came up with the idea for the double wedding and insisted they do it. It wasn’t a situation where if Todd had drawn the line with MG the double wedding wouldn’t of happened. If the big honcho boss wants it then its going to happen.

Considering Flash characters outside of Iris barely got time even in the Flash episode of the crossover - I mean, even Barry didn’t have a storyline - I think it was a little more than Todd simply acquiescing to Berlanti’s wish. That line about Felicity being forgotten by history seemed to be his attempt at fighting back lmao.

@eboniangelvibez said:

Heyyyyy. Tati. Hope all is well. You know the upcoming x-over is bad when you out here throwing your husband under the 🚎 SMDH. #ElseWorlds

Sad but true, my friend.

[red-and-blue-sewer-circus-arc]

Rufo the Clown: Journey pt 7

Warnings: blood, angst, mention of child death

Rufo got out of the car and stepped around to open your door for you, like he always did. You didn't fight or argue with him, instead you took his offered hand and let him pull you from the car. Once out of the car he grabbed you by the upper arm and started to walk you towards the house. You had no idea if he was trying to comfort you or if he was worried you were going to make a run for it.

"I'm sorry" You glanced up at him as he spoke and wondered if he was apologizing for how he spoke to you earlier, or if he was sorry he was leading you to your death. You told yourself that maybe it was for both.

Rufo pulled you towards the door and it opened to reveal an older man. Albert was stocky, with short grey hair and stood, dressed in a flannel shirt and blue jeans. The light from the open doorway cast shadows over the rest of his features hiding them from you. "Ah Cecil" He spoke in a friendly, familiar tone. "I was beginning to wonder if you were going to show up or not." You turned to look at Rufo or Cecil or whatever his name really was as he snarled. "We ran into a few problems."

Albert chuckled and moved out of the way as Rufo pulled you into the house. "I would say so. A burned bar, a trail of bodies across the country, a gas station explosion, cops who's bodies were partially eaten. The same cops who, need I remind you, worked at the exact station printed on the side of the vehicle currently sitting in my driveway. What part of subtle and do not draw attention to yourself did you not understand?"

Rufo ground his teeth and you could see him struggling to control his temper. "She's here, alive, and I made it before the sun rose so how about you cut me some slack Albert." Albert scoffed before finally turning to you. His grey eyes traveled over your body as he took in your condition. You were used to men staring at you, but the way he looked at you.. it wasn't sexual at all, more like he was figuring out where to start cutting. "Well, I suppose you did meet the requirements in the allotted time. I knew there were risks involved and I planned for some extra.. collateral damage when I selected you for this task. Still, I doubt anyone else could have completed this job to my satisfaction. Well done Cecil, you continue to prove your worth." Rufo visibly relaxed. "Thank you Albert."

Albert nodded, his eyes finally found their way to your face and he smiled. It was a smile you assumed all grandfathers had. "Welcome my dear, my name is Albert Miles and I'm sure you have many questions. Before I answer them is there anything I can get you?" Swallowing the lump in your throat, you glanced at Rufo before you answered. "Bathroom" You had to lick your dry lips before you could continue, Rufo hadn't stopped for water or a bathroom break since the gas station. "May I please use your bathroom?" Albert directed you down the hallway and informed you that there was a first aid kit in the cabinet.

You relieved your bladder first, then washed the blood, sweat and old makeup from your face in the sink. After that, you patched the wound on your scalp as best you could with the supplies from the first aid kit. You were bruised, exhausted and barely recognized yourself in the mirror but still, you squared your shoulders and opened the bathroom door. You wanted answers and it was time to get them.

Following the sound of voices, you found Rufo and Albert in the study seated on either side of a large, wooden desk. They both turned to look at you and Rufo gestured towards the chair next to him. You took the offered seat and noticed a cup of hot chocolate on the desk in front of you. "Now, you are probably wondering why I've brought you here." You nodded at Albert as you picked up the cup and took a sip of the pleasantly warm liquid. "The short answer to that question is quite simple. I need your blood."

You stared at him over your cup as Rufo uncrossed his legs and leaned forward. "Her blood? That's it? I could have just brought it to you instead of bringing her along!" Albert shot a look at Rufo and he shut his mouth. "Don't misunderstand my meaning. I need ALL of your blood and I need it to be fresh." You sat down your cup and opened your mouth before closing it again. "But.. why me? Why do you need my blood?" Albert leaned back in his seat and laced his fingers together. "What do you know of your mother?"

"My mother?" You shook your head. "Nothing... she gave me up for adoption as soon as I was born. I was raised by the state." Rufo turned his head and stared at you but you ignored him. Albert nodded. "This may come as a shock to you, but your ancestor on your mother's side was actually a very powerful succubus." "I knew it!" That time you did turn to look at Rufo and his smile quickly fell from his face.

"A succubus?" You stared at Albert with raised eyebrows. "Like a sex demon?" Albert nodded. "Yes, something like that. Although your powers have been dulled through the bloodline they are still there. Think about it. Your mother, too young to have a child but forced to give birth abandons you. You grow up seemingly always drawing the attention of men and are scorned for it. It's no wonder you chose your profession, I imagine the money was more than adequate for your lifestyle. Especially after engaging in sexual intercourse, that's when your powers are at their strongest." You wanted to argue with him, to tell him that was all impossible, but deep down it made sense. The desire for sex, the way you felt after.. even the way men responded to you. He was right.

You gripped the edge of the desk. "But... I still dont understand why you need all of my blood?" Albert held your gaze as he answered. "I need the blood to ink a new spell I've been working on. Your powers, however, are weak and dormant therefore I need a much higher volume." "But.." You looked up as tears formed in your eyes. A spell, you were going to die because he needed to write a spell. "But what if you take the blood, a little at a time until you have..." Albert shook his head and your heart fell. "No, I have to write it in one go, with fresh blood. That's just the way magic works my dear. I am sorry that you have to die." It seemed crazy, but he really did seem sincere. "Well, as long as you are sorry." You didn't try to hide the sarcasm from your voice as you turned away.

Rufo cleared his throat as he looked between you and Albert and you turned your attention back to him. "What if you woke up her powers first?" Albert raised his eyebrow and smirked at him. "Why Cecile, I'm shocked. I told you not to do it.." Rufo frowned behind the clown smile. "Just answer the question Albert, would that work?" Albert narrowed his eyes then shrugged. "In theory it would. But why in the world would I take the time?"

Your mouth dropped open as you stared at him. There was a way for you to survive this but he... he didn't want to take the time to do it? Albert ignored the look you gave him and continued to talk to Rufo. "Time is very important to me Cecil, you know this. I have a window but it is a very small window and I do not want to miss this opportunity." Rufo quickly looked at you from the corner of his eye. "What's it going to cost Albert?"

Albert smiled, almost like he had been waiting for that question and waved his hand. "Oh I don't know, if I awaken her powers I'll be obligated to teach her how to use them and that's just not something I want to deal with right now. Releasing a full powered succubus on the world without any training just seems... irresponsible."

"Irresponsible!" Rufo jumped up from his seat and glared down at Albert. "Irresponsible like leaving that book in that shitty little town by the weird lake?" Albert returned his glare but kept the smile on his face. "I've been alive a long time Cecil, I can't keep track of every single spellbook I've ever had."

Rufo started to pace in front of the desk. "Yeah? And what about that asylum huh? The hunter would have never become a threat again if you hadn't murdered all those babies and left their corpses in the basement! If it wasn't for the hunter, my family, that you are responsible for killing in the first place, would have had another chance at life!" Rufo was almost screaming and Albert's smile quickly dissapeared. "Those matters have already been amended Rufo, so sit down and lower your voice!" Rufo didn't sit down but he did stop pacing and stood in front of Albert. Albert fixed Rufo with a look that made you want to run and hide but Rufo didn't even flinch. "Have you been asking questions about me?"

Rufo held out one of his hands. "I kill people for you Albert. Sometimes they think if they give me unsavory information about my employer I'll go easy on them. I don't, but what kind of an amateur would I be if I let free information slip away?"

Albert chuckled and the tension seemed to ease from the room. Rufo returned to his seat and braced his hands on his knees. "Now, I'll ask again. What's it going to cost me to keep her alive?"

(Next part is the finale)

@booksdragonsdolls @pennytrash @trig-loves-clowning-around @witchyclowngirl @allkundsofwrong @float-me-to-the-moon @pinoflicious @rufotheclown @clumforme @vladsgirl @fugiecakes @claddypenny @sailor-purinsesu-moon @grotesquegabby

[hopesanpedro]

Createurs - We Exist

I have the pleasure of being in the presence of talented and passionate artists and musicians most of the time and it’s, for me, is one of the best things in my life. Friends, I call these people.

Last Saturday, one of the bands I looked out for in the past years launched their first album – We Exist. Createurs, which is apparently the French word of creators which is already so beautiful when you think about it in itself, is a collaborative band telling the stories of the monsters not just under our beds but also the ones inside our heads, even the ones that are chasing us, through the music of different people. They have also collaborated with different visual artists for each of their song and those artworks were also featured in the lyrics booklet with their CD.

We Exist album has 12 well-written tracks that speaks of the eerie, the enchanting, the damned, and the mystery of the entirety of life. Yes, life.

Now, I’m not going to pretend like I’m some music expert and give you guys a review of their album. I am, however, going to share with you my thoughts on each and favorite lyrics from the tracks in it.

1. Pancake (Re)Mix

This one’s a little too close to my heart. Remember the artworks I’ve mentioned earlier? I made one for them and it was for this song. I think this is the most outright cheesy song they have in their album. But even so, it wasn’t the corny kind. I described this one as “colorful” when I first heard it. It’s exactly the reason why I was careful on putting too much color in the artwork, I didn’t want to take the colors from the song – I wanted it to be as serene and innocent as the song.

“Flying with time just to witness your smile. And I, oh I’m falling down tonight”

We all know the feeling of being all chummy giddy soft inside like we swallowed a whole damn litter of puppies and they won’t stop making you melt from the inside and that’s what this song makes you feel like – kilig. Oh young, new, love.

2. Tides and Lifelines

Okay, just reading the title you’d get an idea of what this song is about. This song reminds me of a lyric from one of my most favorite band ever ever; “love is watching someone die”. (fine it’s from What Sarah Said by Death Cab For Cutie). I think this is one of the songs Createurs wrote and it speaks about mortality and how we deal with it.

“We’re the bullet in each other’s gun, shoot the angels that would take us apart”

Just read those lines. I don’t want to even think how hard it is to be so desperate and helpless in trying to help someone so dear in the brink of death. Ouch, I’m just gonna go and cry for a while.

3. Teragram Carnivale

“Shadows fall on rooms like this, where the sun and the moon collide, with your eyes that once were my carousel rides”

I feel like we all can relate to this song in some way. It has to be relevant to every one of us at some point in our lives. We all wanted to believe in something that has grew its root around our hearts and got a little too caught up in the roller coaster rides. I think this song brings you back to that particular time to make you realize that the past never changes and they never go away. Definitely in my top 3.

4. Facemask

I think I’ve played this song one too many times when they uploaded this on spotify before. Mostly because of its catchiness and its angst. Lol sorry I know, I can’t think of a better way to describe it. You can actually feel the song’s anger and disappointment wrapped in some sort of vengeful feeling.

I liked the lines “You’re only fooling yourself, messing everyone’s head.  A catfish, a sly dish, the culprit, gets blown kiss”

In this digital era, anything and everything can be edited or lied about and it gets sickening when someone or a group of people manipulate others by lying to them about important things.  Technology is a beautiful thing if used for good, but there is some greed in humanity that uses it for something else entirely.

5. Trigger Warning

“It’s the beginning and it’s the end. When all the light has been set, a warning when night is at best.”

I feel like this song was supposed to be in the beginning? It would have been nice to have heard this intro to all their haunting songs, both in a good and eerie way. It’s like the ones you hear when you watch a horror movie that gives you chicken skin and cool fog kinda vibes. It’s a mood setter, a look into the mirror of our own self. It asks you to look inside and acknowledge that you are one of these monsters you are so scared of.

6. The Curious Life of Mr. Hyde II: The Mexicat

This song is still in my everyday playlist. It’s been there since I’ve met Rain the night they played for WAT Up the first time and I got sucked into their music. Oh god I have so many favorite lines from this song!! It’s about mental issues and it perfectly sings the chaos that is in one’s head. They wrote this to try and explain how complicated it is to be in the state of unstable mental health in a very poetic way.

Here are my top 3 lines (YESS BECAUSE I CANT CHOOSE OKAY?? ☹ ); “The colorful imagery of dancing audacity”, “Conversing with my demons, addicted to the tone”, “I haven’t got a martini or any kind of whiskey, But baby you’re my margarita, drunk in love with you”.

Welp. Let’s just say I love the entire lyrics ugh

7. Pianocktail

OH THIS! I love this one. This reminds me of my other favoritest band forever – Panic! At The Disco. The story within and the sophistication in this one is something that’s imprinted into my fanatic heart (awow).

“The taste has never been this condescending. A drink to be made by the one and only pianocktail!”

Ah, there’s nothing more tripping than an uncertainty for something you’ve had for so long.

8. Chat Box From Alaska

“She’s a part-time lover and a beautiful liar, plagued with her broken words and empty promises. Cornered by the pillars of her comfort and embrace, making out with someone better, someone smoother, someone tastier”

I feel like this song is basically for fuck girls who manipulates people for sex by leading people on and leaving them just as fast. I think the last part of this song was written by Rain as a poem years and years ago? Nevertheless, it ended the song so smoothly.

9. Awful Things the Moon Saw

This song makes me think of obsessive lovers or past ones that refuses to let it go. Maybe it’s also us when we hold on a little too tight on something that’s already slipping away.

“Well you know you’ve got me haunted by your scent, Now I find myself begging and falling for you more and more.”

It is also kind of a lullaby to me for some reason, I can sleep soundly with this one playing hehe

10. St. Cecille

This one’s also in my playlist since I’ve first heard it. I think I read the story behind (or at least heavily connected) this song, written by the vocalist. He has a lot of passion, idk ask him. JK!!!!

"Rhyme our thoughts in this waltzing dreams. Time stops when you are around. You’re the one I’ve been talking about on the song of roads and hearts”

I wish I can share with you guys the link to the story but I’m not sure if he’d like that. Anyway, this love song is right up my alley – mysterious, magic, and love? Hell yas.

11. Bloodstream

All I can say about this is that I am so excited for the story to come out because I want to look more into it. Twilight’s werewolves just left the building.

“Chaotic, poetic, and overly narcissistic. Hypnotic, agnostic, but slightly optimistic. Out of the forest to Manila fucking buses. It’s a tale about a man who waltzed among carcasses.”

It’s a midnight story!

12. Stellar Memories

The first song, besides the ones I’ve already heard before of course, that caught my attention in the album was this one. It’s a desperate attempt to preserve something we believe in and wish for its memories to last up to our end.

“Set up the fire and let’s dance around the house. Then watch it burn down like the dreams we fought so hard to get. If this is it, hope higher, ‘cause we’ll hide from the world and never make a….”

I feel like this is the best song to end the album with because I didn’t want it to end and I just kept it on loop for all its entirety because I liked each song.

I’ve already wrote a (lengthy) Instagram post about their well thought branding and packaging but I also want to commend them for the bomb line up and organized launch! Page Four Production reminded me so much of the first gigs of WAT UP and made me miss the team. From promotions to media exposures, to the materials! I look forward to attending gigs they’d come up with!

I won’t ask for more releases so soon because I want to savor this album and all its stories. I’ve already heard the Part I of Mr. Hyde and it’s Createurs’ gift to everyone who attended their launch so if you are curious, wait for the next album maybe it’d be included there.

This album will always have a special place in my heart. It’s definitely worth the long wait. Congrats, Createurs!

Listen to them on Spotify and follow them on their social media pages to be updated!

[thran-duils]

Lost In Zero Gravity (P.8)

Title: Lost In Zero Gravity (Part Eight) Summary:  Fem!Reader x Mob Boss!Tony Stark x Mob Boss!Steve Rogers.  Reader is a call girl who runs high end parties. She catches the attention of Tony Stark who invites her back to his room with his friend. She might have performed too well because she becomes their new favorite play toy and they don’t like to share. Words: 2,685 Warnings (for the fic in entirety): Smut, prostitution, infidelity, angst, domestic violence, stalking, possessive behavior

Author’s Note: **MUCH ANGST**

Part Seven || Part Nine || Masterpost (mobile) || Fanfic masterpost

Instead of going to his office, Tony marched straight to Steve’s without so much as a fleeting greeting for anyone who he passed on the way. He barged in and closed the door loudly behind him.

Steve looked up from his laptop, pausing for a moment. He saw the look on Tony’s face, “Something wrong?”

Stopping in front of his desk, Tony glowered down at him. “I don’t know. You tell me after I tell you about the interesting question Y/N had for me today.”

“What was that?” Steve asked, looking back at his laptop, clicking away on the keyboard. He seemed to relax when he heard it was about Y/N.

“She asked who Cecile was,” Tony stated. Steve stopped then, his fingers hovering over the keys, suddenly interested again. Tony gave a wry chuckle. “Oh, that got your attention, did it? You suddenly give a shit now, don’t you?”

Steve’s hands left his keyboard, his face screwed up in confusion. “How did she—”

“You slipped up,” Tony pointed at him accusingly, running his tongue over his bottom lip. He came to sit in the chair across from Steve’s desk, sitting back, staring at him. “You called her Cecile in bed.” Steve looked like he had been slapped. “Do you have no recollection of this?”

“No,” Steve admitted reluctantly.

“Hmm… well, it apparently happened.”

“Did you—”

“No. No, I didn’t tell her,” Tony interrupted forcibly. “I left her at the apartment. She’s busy with the cat.” Tony exhaled sharply, running his hand over his face, distressed. “Did… did I not tell you to keep your marriage shit out of it? Didn’t I?” Steve threw his hands out and started to defend himself and Tony pressed on, “I did! I distinctly remember it! I know things are not great right now with her but if you can’t keep a lid on it, what are we even doing messing around? And yeah, I say we because I’m tied in with this if you haven’t noticed!”

Steve clicked his jaw, pushing back from his desk, hands planted on the arms of his chair, silent.

As the silence stretched on, Tony relented in his anger slightly. His voice was less harsh, “I mean, come on, man. That’s a rookie mistake.”

“We’re trying to work on it,” Steve finally said. His voice was sad when he said, “I haven’t told you she’s pregnant.” That piqued Tony’s interest. “Yeah. A couple months along.” He gave a humorless laugh and said, “But you know the bitch of it is I don’t know if it’s mine. Or… if it’s that… little fuck.”

“I’m not sure what she sees in him,” Tony offered up, trying to be comforting.

“She’s always had a thing for younger guys. Plus, he doesn’t come with all the strings of marriage,” Steve said sourly.

“What are you going to do?”

“What can I do other than let it play out and then get a DNA test?”

“And… if it’s not yours?”

Steve sighed loudly, throwing his hands out again. He looked defeated. “I don’t know, Tony. I… I don’t want to divorce her. There’s still something to salvage, I know it. And I’m not gonna kick her ass to the curb.”

“I didn’t expect you to.”

“I just… I’m trying to take it day by day. I’m sorry I fucked up with Y/N. I really don’t even remember it. I was high as hell the last time we had sex. It must have just… slipped out,” Steve said. He chewed on his bottom lip, staring off into nothing, Tony silent as well. When Steve looked back at him he said, “I’ll do better.”

Tony apologized immediately, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to just come in here and ream you. I mean, I did. But I should have asked first.”

“I haven’t been exactly forthcoming about it.”

“No, no you haven’t. You could do better at that too.”

Steve nodded in agreement and asked seriously, his hand running over his beard, “Y/N was really bothered by it?”

“I don’t think so. She brushed it off when she saw my reaction to the question. I think she was just curious more than anything. It was an innocent question I think.”

“Well, it won’t happen again,” Steve said firmly. “I’ll make sure of it.”

<><><>

Something was tugging on the other end of the lights that you were trying to hang up. You already knew who it was, and you turned, scolding immediately, “Luna!”

Luna was batting at the end of the orange Halloween lights and when you said her name, she immediately stopped, booking it away towards the couch. She got up on it and sat down, her tail swishing.

“Don’t glare at me! You’re the one being naughty! You have so many damn toys and you are trying to sabotage me!”

She laid down then, turning away from you. Rolling your eyes, you resumed decorating. You loved that cat but you also wanted to strangle her sometimes.

In the middle of hanging up little bats, you heard the key in the lock. You stilled, seeing Steve walk into the apartment. He was carrying a small bag and his eyes ran over the living room seeing all the decorations you had hung up. A small smirk appeared on his face as he closed the door behind him, locking it.

“What?” you asked.

“Looks like you’re going all out. Halloween isn’t until next month.”

“It’s September 30th,” you pointed out. “Who decorates for a holiday days beforehand?”

“Touche, ma’am,” Steve joked coming over towards you. He stopped to reach out and scratch Luna behind the ears.

“Can you put some up higher?” you asked him, gesturing to continue the swarm of bats you had put on the wall.

Steve placed the bag down and came over to you, taking the rest of the small stack of them. You rolled the tape handing each piece to him and he worked in tandem to place them on the wall, continuing your pattern.

“I’ve almost finished my 31 days of Halloween list too,” you told him.

He cocked an eyebrow and asked, “And what exactly is that?”

“You must never have fun,” you jested, handing him another piece of rolled tape. “It’s a list of horror or Halloween related movies for every day in October. I’ll send you guys the list so you can plan visits around it because I will not be missing a day. And if you don’t like a movie, well, then just don’t come on that day.”

“Wowww,” Steve drew out, chuckling.

Shrugging, you told him, “I’m serious. One hundred percent.”

He still laughed as he finished putting up the last couple bats. “Noted, dear.”

Stepping back, you nodded in approval at the wall. “It looks good. That was the last part! I can’t wait to see all the lights I hung up at nighttime! It’ll set a really nice ambience.”

“I can see that,” Steve responded, looking around at all the strings of lights. He looked amused by the sight of it. His eyes met yours again and he said, “Way to be festive.”

“Always. Just wait until Christmas.”

That drew a laugh out of him and then he said, “I did come here for a reason though.”

Moving past you, Steve went for the bag and picked it up, holding it out to you.

“What’s this?” you asked him, taking it from him cautiously.

“A gift,” Steve told you.

“Christmas isn’t for months.”

Steve chuckled, “Consider it an early one.”

You opened it, taking out a small box. Upon opening the box, you found a key and realized immediately what it was. It was the key to the apartment. Only took them a month and a half.

“Trust me enough now, I suspect,” you commented, looking up at him.

Steve nodded, “That was the stipulation wasn’t it?”

“Sure was…” you said, trailing off. You walked past him with the box and went to the door to grab your keyring that was hanging there. You slipped the key onto it and replaced it. Turning back, you said, “Glad I was impressive enough to earn it.”

Steve came up to you, a tickled look on his face at your wisecrack. He leaned down, kissing you on the forehead.

“Good job.”

“Thanks,” you returned. “Tony too busy to be here for the ceremony?”

“Unfortunately.”

“Well, you get some brownie points. Speaking of brownies, I did make some. Want one?”

You moved out from around Steve, not waiting for him to answer. You smiled to yourself, your back to him feeling the weight of being locked in one place taken from you now that you had a key. You could not wait to be able to go out without an escort. Freedom was at your fingertips.

<><><>

Tony was gripping your waist and hip tightly as you rode him on your bed. They had come over late in the night and it was early, 4:30am. Steve had gotten out of bed to get showered and clean himself up. Tony had elected to stay in bed and have another go at it, which you were not complaining about. They had not come over for a week having been away on a trip and you had missed them.

You barely heard the door open, thinking it was Steve coming back from the shower. But, you noticed Tony freeze, his eyes drawn to the door, widening alarmingly. His hands tightened dangerously, and you stared down at him confused, stalling.

“No, do—” Tony started to say loudly.

You barely turned your head before someone grabbed your hair, dragging you off of him across the bed. You tumbled to the ground, looking up terrified seeing a dark-haired woman looking wild, her eyes filled with hatred.

“Alessia!” you heard Tony shout from near the bed as the woman dove at you.

Your vision was obstructed by a fist hitting your face. You cried out in pain, trying to curl up into yourself.

“Bitch!” you heard her yell.

Another hit landed but with less force, and you heard her being drug away, her shouting incomprehensively. Nervously, you uncovered your face, shaking like a leaf.

Eyesight clearing, you saw Tony dragging her away.

“Alessia!” He shouted again as she fought ferociously against his iron grip around her arms, his hands locked together against her chest.

“You fucking absolute bastard!” she shrieked, trying to get away from his grasp. “Is this where you were last Monday night? You missed your daughter’s preschool Thanksgiving play to fuck a whore? And one of the first things you do when you get back from a week long trip is come here? Let me go! Let me GO, Tony! Get your fucking hands off of me!”

She tore away from his grip when he loosened up and shoved him into the doorway, before slapping him with all the force she could muster across the face. Tony ate the hit, turning back with his jaw clenched but he did little to respond beyond glaring daggers at her.

Steve was there outside in the hall looking stricken, his hair wet from his shower but dressed. Aleissa let out a disgusted laugh seeing him.

“You too?” she spat at him. She pointed dangerously at him and said, “You both can fucking rot for all I care! Cecelia will fucking know about this, you piece of shit!”

Alessia’s rage was directed towards Tony again as she spat, “I can put up with the running around on me because god knows I’m not a saint. But you cannot start neglecting your family! I won’t fucking put up with it!”

She took off down the hall and Tony swore loudly, turning back to the room going towards the ground for his pants. His eyes ran around the room, discombobulated. His eyes landed on you and his mouth fell open, like he wanted to say something, but he could not form the words.

“Go! I got it!” Steve exclaimed at Tony quickly, gesturing him out the door.

Tony only hesitated for a moment before throwing his pants on and taking off out of the room after her.

Steve came to you quickly, his fingers brushing your cheek. You winced and he retracted his hand. “Fuck,” he hissed.

“What the hell?” you demanded, tears spilling over. The shock was wearing off, you feeling the pain in your jaw and cheek now.

Steve sighed heavily, telling you in explanation, “The wife.”

Terrence was in the doorway then and Steve grabbed the throw blanket from the end of the bed, tossing it around you to cover you.

“What the fuck?” Steve shouted at Terrence, over his shoulder as he tucked the blanket around you. “Why did you let her in here?”

“She had a goddamn gun pointed at me, boss! I didn’t want to cause a scene!”

“You don’t think this a scene?” Steve exclaimed, gesturing wildly at you.

“I meant in the hall. And I also didn’t wanna get shot! She’s psychotic!”

“Get the fuck out,” Steve snapped at him. “Go get Tony. Alessia is probably causing another scene down in the lobby and I don’t trust Tony and Daryl to be able to handle it by themselves! Especially with Tony half fucking dressed.”

Terrence did as he was ordered.

“Come on. Come up here,” Steve encouraged you, helping you stand and sitting you on the edge of the bed. He was trying to be calm, but you could pick up on the edge in his voice. “Sit tight.”

He left the room too. You sat on the bed, grasping the blanket tightly around you. Your breath was shuddering, trying to process what had just happened. Steve came back with a towel. Sitting on the bed next to you, he raised it and pressed it to your jaw softly. You realized he had put some ice cubes in the towel tied off with a rubber band to make a makeshift ice pack.

You should not need an ice pack because you got punched in the face, you thought, your shock of the situation melting away to anger.

You jerked away from him and he gave you a confused look. Tears came again then and you took the ice pack from him.

“Y/N, I’m sorry,” Steve said sincerely. “That wasn’t supposed to happen.”

“You know where this wouldn’t have happened? Back home!” you spat at him, meeting his eyes. His expression hardened and you frankly did not care. “But no, you two forced me to come to this stupid apartment! I would’ve been safe back at the brothel!”

“Now, Y/N—” Steve started to say, sounding very much like he was going to try to talk you down, but you cut him off.

“No! You know I’m right!”

“Y/N—”

“Just get out!” you shouted at him, losing your temper. Steve was staring at you in disbelief, and he was not moving. You repeated with more force, standing up in a fury, holding the blanket tightly around you. “Leave me be! Get out!” You tossed the icepack onto your bedside table. You dove for Tony’s clothes, wallet, and his cell phone, storming towards the door and tossing them out into the hallway. You could not lock them completely out of the apartment since they had keys but goddamnit you were going to have your space in your bedroom.

You whipped back around to find Steve still sitting on the bed, stunned. You were openly crying now, and you hysterically told him, pointing out the door, “Are you fucking deaf, Steve? Get the hell out! I don’t want to fucking see either of you!”

He stood then finally, controlled, masking the shock he had displayed moments before. He walked towards you and the door, his eyes boring into you. You met him with the same ferocious gaze he was giving you as he passed, his eye contact not breaking with yours. As soon as he was clear of the door, you moved, and slammed it close behind him.

The lock fell into place.

~~~

Forever tags: @coconutqueen21 @undecidedsworld

Fic tags: @icant-hangout-imdrumming @oceaniamaddness @multifandom-superlover @imsonick @holl2712 @here4thefanfics

[rakuraiwielder]

I'm working on your ask, but here's some for you: I, A, M, S, P, O, T

Ask prompt here: x

thanks puffin!! this is gonna be long and nostalgic eyy

I - HasTumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why? 

I wouldn’t say “actively dislike” butthe toxicity of fandom on this website has sucked away most of my passion for Voltron lol. I used to really dig itthe first month or so after getting really into it when S2 aired. I still havean unfinished draft for a 7-parter rarepair fic //ey guess my fav duo ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)// sitting in my folders. don’t think I’llbe touching it any time soon though. im rather burnt out from this fandom, evenif I do still enjoy watching all the new seasons thereafter.

another is StevenUniverse ah a. (but in its and my defence, I wasn’t really into it anywaysas compared to other fandoms. the songs are still good, but I haven’t beenkeeping up with the newer Steven bombs, one part because of motivation, andanother because the thought of going into the tags to reblog contentintimidates the heck out of me pffft)

A - Ships that youcurrently like a lot. (They don’t have to be OTPs because not everyone hasOTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc. are allowed.

(puffin this question is gonnatake up half the ask oh god)oh bOY where do I start hahahaha. there’s so many aph and fe callbacks hahaha few otps aside I really have too manycrackpairs and platonic friendship ride-or-die squads I would die for. theseare only a few really relevant ones from the top of my head-

OTPS:

Norway/Vietnam (Hetalia) – alWAYS. i dont talk about and reblog much aph anymore but i still think about these two frequently. they were my first and closestthing ever to an actual otp in all my years of knowing what an otp was gosh Ihope to write about them again soon. their dynamics are the peak of mypreferences.

MU(avatar unit)/Silas (FE Fates) – thechildhood friends + loyal knight and liege trope + a pinch of memory loss wasnever really my thing, but guess there’s a first for everything ha h a ah a….silas is too pure for the angst I put him through im so sorry ಸ ل͜ ಸ

Berkut/Rinea (FE: SOV) – the second that one cutscene of these two played I got1000% more invested in the story pffft. anyways rinea may be top tier fav andberkut shit tier fav, and their story tragic as heck (and I would also arguethat he doesn’t deserve her), but their genuine and honest love for each otheramidst the incoming death flags gets me every time

707/MC (Mystic messenger) – honestly they can either be a really good platonicdynamic duo or a solid otp. purely from the perspective of my own MC, theycomplement each other well; perfect balance of light-hearted teasing and asolid wall of comfort for each other.

Ray-Saeran/MC (Mystic messenger) – ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ

(Other) Ships:

Seychelles/Iceland/HK (Hetalia) – they are good togetherromantically or platonically hahahaha. a good golden trio of kids

Russia/Vietnam (Hetalia) – their potential relationship and clashof character due to conflicting personalities fascinate me. a totally differentnoir vibe from norviet and one I hope to explore if I ever come back to aph

Nyx/Leo (FE Fates) – nyx ships are reallyrare but half of them are surprisingly sweet and poignant. Odin and Laslow tooare really sweet candidates to woo this jaded grandma’s heart.

MU/Laslow (FE Fates) – got to thank a wacky7-11 employee au dream I had for this one. but in the games their supportconversations are surprisingly thoughtful and low-key flirting which was notwhat I expected at all. wholesome.

Ham/Kai (MUxMU, FE) – remember when I said protag/protagships are the good stuff? yea h thatprincess tutu au is coming along swell

Alm/Celica (FE: SOV) – the rare main canon couple I love whodon’t die and get their happy ending (LOL this sounds really pathetic now thatI’ve said it)

Leon/Valbar (FE: SOV) – no one is surprised LOL. romantic orno, as long as leon is happy with where he stands with valbar and valbar ishappy with where he is im happy for them both

Conrad/Rinea (FE: SOV) – I know there are a couple of youreading this whos gonna give me that look but liste n; they could have met, and there is potential for them.(honestly this is just like another norviet situation where I put my 2 topfaves together for crackpair experimentation bUT IT WORKS I ASSURE YOU)

Zen/MC (Mystic messenger) – zen is so earnest that I can’t refute himhahaha. he also has a special seat in my mysme heart, since he was the firstroute I played and made me create content for the fandom proper

707/Jaehee (Mystic messenger) – they are rapidly gaining OTP status ꉂ (´∀｀)ʱªʱªʱª aaaa nightmare flashbacks because justlike norviet they really are the rarest of crackpairs and have almost to no content(gonna get down to business and churn fic out one day). these two are moresimilar than they’d think too.

Cecil/Haruka (Utapri) – ahahaha a good ship from a guiltypleasure fandom

(Purely) Platonic:

Izuku/Iida/Ochako (BNHA) – the first golden trio of thisseries. I love them so much.

Vanderwood/MC (Mystic messenger) – they parallel each other. truly thebiggest ride-or-die duo I will support to the end of time

Zen/Yoosung (Mystic messenger) – zen is such a mother hen to yoosungwwwww truly wholesome

Chise/Ruth (Ancient Magus Bride) – platonic master/familiar-partner relationships where both of them care for each other so much to the point where they would die for the other are my one weakness. its the reason i love writing more fleshed-out pokemon aus and loyal dogs/animals in longer fics. anyways these two are good

M - Name acharacter that you’d like to have for a friend.

707. It would be a trip justknowing him. (apart from the memes. but my life is already 80% meme, honestlywhats the difference ahahaha aaa-) Just, I feel like it would be really fun tohang out with him and revel in his wackiness (even if that personality is afront, maybe one day when i finally get into his inner-circle of friends, I hopeto be privy and be a good listening ear to his truer, more sombre personality.)

On the other hand, myself-confidence and 2nd hand embarrassment will be directlyproportional to each other (And im 100% sure Seven is the kind of person whowill exploit that hAH)

S - Show us anexample of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged)

Every relevant character inMysmes is either a type of asexual (greysexual etc.), or on various points ofthe bi-spectrum. Yeah; even self-proclaimed, “straight-laced” Zen lol.

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (wealways need more ideas)

Vampire/Selkie AU ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

a selkie whose skin gets stolen and hidden from a human man is forced to become his bride and taken back to his village. there, to escape the stares of bigoted villagers and the clutches of her overbearing and possessive husband, she takes refuge in the only place he would not go; the old holy church.

only, she finds she isn’t the first to occupy this place of solitude. the master of the church notices her soon enough, and when vampire recognises the ancient weave of magic that flows within her, he appears; intrigued for something other than a fresh meal.

(basically a deviation from the standard vampire (romance-ish) novels lolol plot bunny hit me pre-Christmas eve dinner/yesterday and sofar im digging it. still planning the ship and fandom though; it might very easily be OC-based)

O - Choose a songat random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?

since 1 is never enough, hereare 4 songs I was listening to recently:

Little Knights, Nem feat.Noire : Zen/MC(a zen-ish song through and through)

over and over, Yanagi Nagi : Saeran Choi + 707&MC(more saeran-centric with interpretative lyrics and referencing to both ray andunknown personas)

Finding something to do, HelloGoodbye : 707/Jaehee(fits their “don’t go where I can’t follow” dynamic haha ow.)

Life will Change, Shoji Meguro + Benjamin Franklin feat. Lyn Inaizumi : Kai(mui) or Ham(let)(honestly the entire persona 5 ost is massive fe fates protag feels)

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons thatyou will die defending?

Not really. I’m a very flexible person when it comes tointerpretable lore and content, especially if it’s the type of HCs that thefandom collectively comes up with. Unless it’s a canon fact, I like to dabble orjust stay away from HCs in general. If I have to come up with some in my fics,then so be it. But most of the time these HCs are either super vague or onlyapply to the context in this particular piece or series of writing. Basically Idon’t mind switching HCs for charas frequently as long as it does notfundamentally change their own character. (HCs for hobbies and loves and habitsand relationships apart from their inner circle, etc. are all fine)

Honestly it just boils down to expectations lol I know myown limits, and I know not to be disappointed when canon updates end updebunking (popular) fandom HCs or my own.

[descantiques]

What if Dakin had been on the motorbike instead of Irwin at the end? How much would Posner be dedicated to trying to help him?

oooh boy. @lechercus was actually just??? angsting abt this au to me like??? idk it must be a week or two ago now so i’ve already been thinking about it a lot… 

pos would probably be in a rather delicate situation. he’s uncertain what to do with himself because on the one hand he wants to help dakin and in a kind of selfish way prove how steadfast and loyal he is, but on the other hand, he knows that dakin was just tolerating him before the accident and now from what he’s hearing from everyone who’s visited him that he’s colder and has a shorter temper and is generally unhappy so would it be a disservice to just thrust himself on dakin and try to wedge his way into his life? 

he makes a visit early on. he’s one of the first if not the absolute first one there to see him. he tries to bring some things he thinks will help pass the time and keep dakin busy, but doesn’t quite know what to say to him beyond the standard ‘how are you feeling?’ and the awkward small talk that covers up the ‘i’m so sorry.’ he leaves after only a few minutes and goes home in deep distress. seeing dakin like this is uncomfortable and a little disorienting. all of posner’s dreams about him now seem like they don’t fit quite right. part of him wants to keep dakin in his heart the way he used to be, and another part of him is disgusted for it. does he still love him? yes, yes, absolutely yes. …but does this change the way he loves him? maybe so. he can’t help feeling like dakin is fragile and needs care and help and that’s not the way he used to feel about dakin.

he stays away for maybe a few weeks, under the guise of busily preparing for school. he thinks constantly of dakin, and asks anybody who’s gone to visit him how he is and how he looks and what he likes to talk about and what could he get him that’s useless, what would he like? no one’s very helpful, but maybe their insufficient accounts help him work up the nerve to see dakin again. absence makes the heart grow fonder and all that. the less he knows the more he needs to go back. 

he’s starting to get a handle on his feelings again. oh sure, he could be telling himself he still loves him because to lose love over this would mean it was not love at all, but a weaker bit of lust. he could fool himself into second guessing the genuine nature of his affection. but he still has dreams about stuart, all amorous, and this seems to be the proof of his ardent, sincere love that his romantic little heart needs to trust itself. he can’t lie to himself in dreams, he thinks, and so this is evidence of how true his love is. he’s honestly a little proud of it. 

this time he doesn’t have any present. he comes and tries to talk about anything and everything that might interest dakin. dakin doesn’t want to talk about summer plans, any of the books people have brought him to read, or (especially) fiona. david even goes out of his way to ask, though he feels uncomfortable about it. stuart says almost nothing, and the disinterest feels practiced. david mounts enough courage to tell stuart that he misses seeing him around and would like to come by to help if that’s alright. stuart says he doesn’t need any help, and seems angry about it. david tells him honestly that he doesn’t particularly want to bring him drinks and open windows for him either, but that he doesn’t know what else he can do to find a reason to come. he just wants to see his friend. stuart doesn’t respond to the sentiment with any great sympathy, but maybe he tells david he can come around once a week or something, though god knows what they’ll talk about, and if he tells him to go, david has to listen and go. 

david takes the liberty of coming three times a week. he has absolutely no reason to, and nothing to do when he gets there, but that’s alright because all he wants to do is be with stu. sometimes in the silence between conversations, stuart falls asleep and david moons over how sweet he looks. when stuart wakes up, david tastefully pretends not to have noticed. he kind of wishes he could fall asleep with him, just in his chair, but he thinks stuart would tell him to go home if he was just going to nap. not because he doesn’t understand what it would signify, but exactly because he does, and can’t let david feel like they’re getting closer.

the one thing i think about particularly because of the aforementioned chats with cecil is that stuart would probably feel like he’s ?? highkey worthless, and that no one could want him anymore, because all he had going for him was his sex appeal and his wit and he thinks  that now no one will ever look at him with want or think of him as hot; he’ll just be the one in a wheelchair. 

nd maybe this comes out in bitter offhanded comments around david and honestly that almost kills david right on the spot from sheer exasperation and rage. NO ONE WILL WANT HIM???? UM???? HELLO????? is stu fucking serious? that’s when david stops just listening and making inoffensive remarks and snaps on him like ‘u have GOT to be taking the piss do u think i drag my arse here three times a week and have u condescend to me and complain to me FOR MY HEALTH? i care about u, u dumb fuck!!! i still want u!!! this is some fucking SHIT’ like he is so fed up he can’t even sit still and he’s pacing around the room just laying in on stuart with how stupid he must be if he can’t see that he still wants him. he says that he knows stuart doesn’t feel the same way and that’s great, or whatever, but he better not dare open his mouth saying no one could want him because that’s not true. what’s true is that stuart doesn’t want HIM. 

the fallout of such a fit is debatable….

TL;DR david is deeply invested in trying to stay close to stuart and making himself relevant in his life, but struggles with his feelings and whether or not they make stuart unhappy as well as whether or not they are even real. he subjects himself to stuart’s foul mood and spite because he wants stuart to be happy again, and if it comes at the cost of his dignity he’s fine with that. … until stuart says that nobody wants him, and then david almost throws a table.

my GOD this would be such a great plot for a thread or a fic like??? i can see a million ways it could go and i want all of them.