#Listen all I'd need is a stage

[amelikos]

The Horizons stage show in AnimeJapan 2024 (last year) was interesting and the bits with Friede and Amethio's VAs are still on my mind. They got to talk about their battles and their characters in general. (The event took place one day after the initial broadcast of HZ044 and before chapter 2 ended and thus reflects the events of the anime at the time.)

Either way, Horie Shun (Amethio's VA) talked about how Amethio changed through his battles with Friede. How Amethio battled out of a sense of duty at first, but gradually, feelings of frustration and his personal desire of wanting to win began to develop inside of him.

And Yashiro Taku (Friede's VA) talked about how through his encounters with Amethio, Friede grew to respect/acknowledge his will/conviction even though they had different objectives at the time.

Very interesting insights from their VAs, hopefully the same this year too.

[hidefdoritos]

For someone who's never been to a bar/club karaoke night, I sure have vivid daydreams of going to a bar/club karaoke night in a new town, absolutely tearing it up, and falling in love with the local star as we alternate choosing increasingly flirtatious songs

[starpros-sunshine]

Need to do something about mindless scrolling habit but I am sooo tired and I want to keep mindlessly scrolling but also I want to throw my phone out of my window and regain my creativity and drive to do stuff when I was young and not constantly reading something or other on my phone.

[snekdood]

some of ye'all are so nihilistic about people who dont proclaim to be leftists that you're genuinely assuming centrists are more right leaning than they are

[mashmouths]

oh "the house that built me" by miranda lambert we're really in it now

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Hello! How does a beast cookies x reader sound? Also the reader has a calming effect on cookies and is basically the groups therapy cookie. Like what if-

Shadow milk after episode 8: DO YOU KNOW WHY IM LIKE THIS?!?

Reader:Wanna talk about it?

SMC: haha..hahahHAHAHA-

*ten minutes later*

SMC leaning on our shoulder: And that was after Mystic started going off the deep end-

Reader calmly listening: mmhm

Interesting 👀👍

I'd like to imagine they're a Legendary who's been around for as long as the Beasts have, travelling the world to give therapy and healing to those who need it. So they're def more powerful than the average cookie

......

As a Legendary Cookie, it was your job to help give all denizens of Earthbread healing--mentally and emotionally, that is.

Your calming abilities enable virtually any cookie to feel relaxed in your company. Even those who are totally closed-off and were baked with the hardiest dough will eventually confide in you about whatever's on their minds.

And you give them advice, always knowing what to say, or simply listen and let them express their emotions.

You've been around for as long as the Five Beasts have, so you've seen a lot in your travels...including the many days and nights they spent terrorizing the world after they twisted their virtues into vices, trying to ease cookies' fears.

The Witches deemed them monsters worthy of being locked up in the Silver Tree...yet you realized they have never once considered why they fell from grace.

Having spent so much time helping the normal everyday folk, you felt some guilt in not checking in on the Beasts to make sure they were okay.

They were adored and revered figures..but even they might've needed somebody to talk to every once in a while.

Maybe they wouldn't have fallen down that dark path if you paid more attention to the signs....

But after they break out of the Silver Tree and face the Ancient Heroes who've "stolen" their soul jam, they hide away until they can figure out how to restore their powers and take their revenge.

That's where you come in, having visited Gingerbrave's kingdom and hearing about the Ancients' encounters with them.

You decided to go on a quest to Beast Yeast, hoping to find them and simply talk, which obviously wouldn't be easy had it not been for your powers.

They have some resistance to it, but one by one...their walls come down and you start to understand them better.

Shadow Milk

Of course, the last one to fall from grace had to be the first one you come across.

It's not long after his retreat from his Spire, still not back at his full strength, wanting to get away from Candy Apple and Black Sapphire Cookie for a while.

They finally saw him be defeated and..humiliated by Pure Vanilla Cookie, yet they're willing to stay and follow his every word?

Either way, he wanted to be alone--but unfortunately for him, that doesn't last long as you seize your opportunity to talk to him.

"Shadow Milk Cookie. The Fount of Knowledge-"

"Pah! Dunno who that other guy is. Only Shadow Milk Cookie is....here..?" He spins around, his eyes comically wide as he instantly recognizes your face. "You....you're-"

"Not dead? I've been around for as long as you, my friend." You chuckle. "I don't crumble easily."

"...it's amazing you haven't. Thought you would'a cracked under the weight of everyone's problems by now. But you're still trying to play the hero, huh?" He sneers. "Just like.....him. Riddle me this, [y/n] cookie...do you feel any guilt?"

"...I do."

"HAH! Well you...wait, you do?" He blinks. "Do you even know what I'm talking about?"

"Yes."

"..you're terrible at following this script. You're supposed to be confused and scared-"

"We're not on a stage, Shadow Milk Cookie. I'm not fooled as easily." You cut him off, firmly yet gently. "This is reality. And the reality is...you've been hurt so profoundly. Watching so many cookies embrace deceit instead of your gospels of truth must have been...difficult. You felt betrayed by them."

"........"

"Ever since..that day..I've felt guilty for not reaching out to you or the others sooner. I probably wasn't clear about my doors being open for you, too. I've been waiting for a chance to talk to you again. To help you feel heard, even though this was long, long overdue."

"Wow...and I thought Nilly had the biggest savior complex." He scoffs, trying to resist your magic's advances on his psyche. "Nice try, but you're not gonna get inside MY head, too. Nope. Nuh-uh. I'm not one of your fragile-minded cookie who unloads their entire sob story in one measly conversation!"

"It's not fragile to-"

"Besides..we haven't spoken in eons, so you don't even know HALF of what I've been through!! Not within the Silver Tree! NOT with Pure Vanilla Cookie! Not even before I turned to deceit!!"

Despite his anger, you remain unperturbed. "Exactly my point. So..why don't you help me understand? Let's talk about it."

"....like....right now?"

"Yeah? Unless you have an important date tonight."

"....hahahaha...AHAHAHAHA. Didn't you hear me, stupid cookie?! Obviously not, so allow me to rephrase it.......THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL THAT I'M EVER GOING TO-!!"

Fast forward to sometime later, when Black Sapphire Cookie finally finds his master...leaning on your shoulder while basically trauma dumping. The deceitful Beast was speaking from his mind, unfiltered, to a Legendary Cookie he's never met before.

"-and that was after Mystic Flour Cookie started going off the deep end. But could anyone blame her? No. Those damn cookies got greedy and began asking for the impossible."

"Mhm." You simply nod. "And after seeing her like that...what was going through your mind?"

"...like we were all just...losing it. So I guess hopeless? Scared that we were getting out of hand? I dunno. All I wanted was to be their teacher, to show them the truth....and look at me now!! I warned Pure Vanilla Cookie he'd fall down the same path if he continued the way he was headed...that traitorous prick.."

"He did tell me you rejected his friendship. But..would you consider revisiting that?" You hummed.

"I...no. I mean..I....I-I don't know.." He seems confused with himself. "I told the guy I hated him! What doesn't he get? He could have finished me off! Why does he still try after all I did to him?!"

"Because he sees the good in everyone, even you. I don't fully understand the soul jam connection, but...it seems like he's aware of your true feelings. Your loneliness after all that time spent in the tree. And you keep trying to deny them, afraid to draw back the curtain and express what you really feel."

"But when you've been a ruler of deceit since forever..why would I ever do that?! I don't need anyone! I....I especially don't need you or that stupid goody two shoes soul jam thief! But he....he just...why doesn't he just quit already?!" His voice cracks at the end. "H-He knows I'm a lost cause.."

Even though you can't see his face, the eyes on his hair are weeping, and that prompts you to put your arm around him. "It's easy for you to lie to others, but lying to yourself is way harder."

Despite not saying anything back, he doesn't reject the comfort.

In fact he unknowingly leaned against you more.

Black Sapphire can't believe what he's seeing--almost certain it's an illusion, but no.

This was the master of deceit confiding in someone else. Someone more familiar.

Despite feeling slightly jealous, he decides to leave you two be, distracting Candy Apple Cookie so she doesn't barge in and ruin things.

Burning Spice Cookie

"Ah, Burning Spice Cookie. Herald of Change, time hasn't been kind to-"

"You DARE utter that title?!! It is dead to me..just like you will be in a few moments!!" The Great Destroyer looms over you with his axe at the ready, scowling as you crossed paths with him in the ruins of his Spice Temple.

It was considerably difficult to even speak to him alone, especially with the last remnants of the Wild Spice warriors and Nutmeg Tiger Cookie trying their damnest to fight off your calming abilities...but not even their hardy dough can block it forever.

They let you through to see their master at his lowest point, even though he was still on a high from battling the recently awakened Golden Cheese Cookie.

"That's too bad. I was hoping you'd remember me. I was there when you once held that title with pride" You huff. "You welcomed me into your kingdom with open arms, allowing me to speak to the Wild Spices who had troubles on their minds, and the warriors who came home scarred by the things they've seen."

"....ah...you do seem familiar." He muses. "That's right. You're [Y/n] Cookie. The Legendary warrior of words. I bet you've never lifted a weapon in your life."

"My tongue is the only weapon I need, Burning Spice Cookie." You counter with equal sass.

Least to say...you intrigue him. You didn't cower, and even after all this time and knowing the things he's done, you sought him out anyways.

All just to....convince him to share his feelings?

He had a lot to say, but didn't even know where to begin.

He wondered where you were when kingdoms crumbled around him.

He wondered where you were when he kept watching those he loved die while he continued on living.

He wondered where you were when he decided that the only cure to his pain was destruction.

"Well, it's useless here. You could never understand what I-"

"So help me understand. That's why I do what I do. To better understand all Cookies I meet." You frowned slightly. "You were so convinced that you had to be strong for your people. To act like the passage of time hadn't dimmed your light. I understand why you never visited me. And for that, I apologize. I should've put more effort into-"

"Don't apologize. There's nothing you could have said or done to change the way I felt back then." He growled. "What would have been the point?"

"Maybe not, but talking about what and how you're feeling is better than keeping it all inside. You have your generals, sure..but you seldom speak with them. Not wanting to seem weak or soft-doughed in their eyes."

"When they only ever see you as a god, why would...." Suddenly, he's aware of the vulnerability he was showing, and his whole demeanor flips on its head. "GRRRAHH!!" He slams his axe down, nearly splitting the earth between you. "All I feel is pissed off that you're trying to get inside my head! Who told you where I was, mind reader?!!"

"Oh..just a little golden birdie." You calmly reply. "I heard you two had a glorious final battle."

"...ah yes. In spite of my loss, it was...the most entertaining battle I've had in a long time." He grins, recounting that fight.

"Really? Do tell."

Before you know it, he's back to talking again--about the battle, what happened before that, and the rest is history.

Your calming powers have been hard at work, but you've finally gotten him to open up a little more, and somehow he feels...lighter?

It's weird feeling. Weird, but new.

At that time, Nutmeg Tiger returns to her senses and sees you talking to him, furious that she let her guard down and that you were speaking to her lord without permission--

Only for you to calmly stand up and walk away, while she's shouting for you to come back and explain your actions.

"Hexing a Wild Spice is one thing, but turning your back on one will be your LAST mistake-!"

"Enough, General. They will not trouble us anymore."

"...they won't? But my lord, they put a spell on us-!"

"I said enough." He snaps. "I've known [Y/n] Cookie since before you were baked. Has their spell impeded your duties?"

"No, but-"

"Then return to your post."

"....as you wish, Great One." She eventually leaves, and he continues to ponder over your talk with him.

Mystic Flour Cookie

Tracking her down in Beast Yeast was a rather simple task.

All you had to do was look where the white fog has gathered. Luckily, your abilities grant you immunity to the apathy that ordinary cookies would easily be overwhelmed by.

When Mystic Flour laid waste to the world with pale ailment storms, doctors, nurses, and healers dealt with the physical symptoms of patients--while you assisted with the mental.

They may not be crumbling and have flour-white dough anymore, but apathetic thoughts linger in their minds long after treatment. Passions are lost and replaced with nihilism, and your duty was to bring them out of those dark places and remind them of what they loved and how it's all worth it and meaningful in the end.

Luckily, you were able to guide them back on the right path again, and suddenly their eyes regained their spark; their dough's color was returned, and you'd send them off to resume their normal life.

After the Dark Cacao Kingdom was 100% liberated from the flour storm, you ventured to Beast Yeast to find her, eventually meeting Cloud Haetae Cookie, who had been revived.

They didn't seem bothered by the fact their own master killed them, taking you personally to see her and giving you steamed rolls as they talked about her battle with Dark Cacao Cookie.

"She almost convinced him to accept futility. She was so, so close..but then that fool had to go and summon these two dragons to help him-"

"Who are you speaking to, Cloud Haetae Cookie?"

Before you could respond, Mystic Flour takes one look at your face and immediately knows who you are.

"[Y/n] Cookie. You're the reason why my clouds of apathy have lifted.."

"Well..having a bunch of nameless, faceless cookies moping about doesn't exactly make the world go round, my dear." You jest, although you fall silent as she just stares through you. "I know your heart carries a most heavy burden. The burden of not being able to satisfy everyone..and being a victim of-"

"You have not once set foot in my Ivory Pagoda to talk. And now, after all these years..." Given her pause...you knew her emotions were trying to bubble to the surface. Like yeast rising.

"I understand. I've heard it from the others already. This...comes much too late." You bow your head. "I remember seeing those lines, and I didn't wish to be perceived as another beggar. I'm sure you already knew my wish."

"They always expected you to solve their problems." She continued. "But it never feels like enough, does it? Don't you grow weary of their endless demands? Their pleas for you to "fix" everything wrong with them? You can only help them so much before they bleed you dry and give you nothing, [Y/n] Cookie. Not even a "thank you". Trust me...I have been there." Her face darkens. "We are not so different."

"Perhaps not. We've always looked out for the best interest of cookies...at our own expense." You agreed. "But I know a lot of them have appreciated my help. I'm sorry they never gave you that same respect, Mystic Flour Cookie."

"I do not dwell on it, for it is futile. It's a shame that you would never come to accept that same futility."

"I don't see a reason to start now," you chuckle, before you talked to her more about your recent work and the cookies you've helped, including Shadow Milk and Burning Spice.

It's clear that you reminded her of her old self a lot--before all the selfish cookies came along and attributed to her pain and corruption and imprisonment.

She thought she could talk you out of that path, certain you'll realize what true futility is like she did...

But you remain steadfast in your duty to help all cookies you meet. Even her.

[arlana-likes-to-write]

Acts of Service

Summary: Yelena likes to believe she has learned how to be a person outside the person the Red Room tried to create. Her favorite thing is to take care of you.

Warning: Post Thunderbolts*, no spoilers, period, period cramps, mention of the Red Room, Red Room trauma, no usage of y/n, reader has their period. fluff, no angst,

Note: Sorry, I've disappeared lol. I got a lot of other side projects that I'd love to share with you all.

Word Count: 1.4k

Yelena liked to believe she was getting better at living life outside the control of the Red Room. Sure, she was still fighting, but she was fighting to do good and clear some of the blood of her past. There was something she was still struggling to understand. For example, she failed to see the enjoyment of game shows that managed to capture viewers’ attention each night they aired. She liked the convenience of food delivery apps, enjoyed her coffee sweet, and loved leaving food out for the stray cats. She does not like driving in the city because everyone else driving are idiots, and she was dangerously close to killing someone. She would rather drink at the tower or Kate’s new apartment than get dragged to a club. But she goes regardless because she does like having friends. The very top of her list that she hates are reporters. The media wanted to twist every heroic act they did against them to prove further they were unfit to be the new Avengers.

Every question, every provoking comment caused Yelena’s jaw to clench and her teeth to grind. She hated all of them, and she wished they would leave her and her team alone and let them do their job. However, Yelena learned there were exceptions to the things she hated. For reporters, it was you. A new name to the journalist stage that got popular for a piece you wrote defending the Avengers in their second fight against Thanos. You worked for yourself, not under a big-name company, and asked questions different from your competitors. Against her better judgment and Bucky’s warning, you drew her in.

It started with a drink at a bar, where you did most of the talking, and Yelena listened. Then, it was dinner at a small Italian place. Dessert was from the ice cream parlor at the corner, where Yelena kissed you and tasted the chocolate flavor you picked out. Over time, Yelena opened up and shared more of herself.

The team warned her to be careful. They believed you were using her for your next story, but they were wrong. Every new article you posted, the details she shared stayed between you and her. You became a staple at the tower. Which was why Yelena wasn’t surprised to find you curled up in her bed and knew something was wrong.

It was a little past noon, and you were still in bed. During that time, Yelena was able to have training with Ava, a meeting with Bucky, and coffee for you, her, and Bob. She thought you would be at the desk you claimed as yours. You had a self-imposed deadline for an article, and you were strict about it —even having to miss movie nights or dates.

Yelena placed the two cups of coffee on the table and crawled into bed next to you. The bed dipped from her weight, which caused you to stir. “Hi baby,” you mumbled sleepily. Your body molded against Yelena as her arm rested around your waist. This felt perfect. You fit against her like a puzzle piece. Yelena heated to disrupt the peace, but she needed to know what was wrong.

“You are still in bed,” her lips grazed your shoulder, which wasn’t covered by your shirt. What is wrong?” You huffed and rolled onto your back to look up at her.

“Don’t feel good,” you pouted. “Got my period this morning.” Now, this was something Yelena would never understand. The Red Room took that choice from her so her loyalty would be to them. Instinctively, Yelena placed her hand on your lower stomach and pressed down. You sighed in relief and turned on your side. Your head rested in the crock of her neck, your breath fanning against her skin.

“Have you taken anything?” she asked. I can get you the heating pad and the tea.” You groaned, your hands gripping the front of her shirt. “Detka,” Yelena smiled fondly. These things help.”

“Don’t want them,” Yelena could hear the frown in your voice. “Want cuddles.” Yelena bit down on her lip to stop her laughter. This wasn’t the first time she helped with your time of the month, and she hoped this wasn’t the last. It was a mixed bag on how you would be. Sometimes, you would be miserable, not wanting any physical contact. Today was the opposite. You were needy and clingy, and Yelena loved this version of you. She was the only one who could see you like this.

“Alright,” Yelena kissed the top of your head. “Cuddles than pain medication.”

“Perfect,” you kissed her neck, and Yelena felt your breathing even out. She fell asleep, safe. Yelena was safe and happy here with you in her arms. She fell asleep quickly behind you.

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When you woke up, the bed next to you was empty, but there were signs of your girlfriend—the heating pad on your stomach, a fresh cup of tea on your nightstand, and pain medication. The simple acts made your stomach flutter. This was the side of the White Widow that the public was blind to, the side you wanted to write about and scream from the heavens. Gods, you loved this woman. The past eight months have been the happiest.

A sharp pain in your stomach caused you to groan. Sighing, you put the pain medication in your mouth and washed it with the tea. You forced yourself out of bed and dragged yourself to the bathroom. You hated this time of the month. It hurt and made you feel gross, and your emotions were everywhere. But you were mindful to keep your complaining to a minimum around the blonde. It felt wrong to complain about a situation that was taken from her. Her choice was robbed of her.

In your mind, Yelena and the girls subjected to that monster were some of the strongest you knew. The piece you wanted to post today highlighted human trafficking in the States and the signs to look for. Maybe you could squeeze in a quick editing session once the pain medication kicked in. On cue, a wave of cramps caused you to fold over and lean your weight against the sink. “Fuck,” you groaned.

“Easy, baby,” you missed Yelena walking into the bathroom. Her hands rested on your lower back. Slowly, she straightened your back and leaned your back against her front. “Breathe through it.” You followed her breathing and mixed with her hands massaging your stomach - the pain passed.

“Sorry,” you mumbled, whipping away a tear. Sometimes, you felt pathetic and weak.

“Never apologize,” she kissed your shoulder. “Come back to bed. I brought you food.” The blonde grabbed your hand and brought you back to bed. Once under the covers, she placed the heating back on your stomach and grabbed a tray from the desk. “I was unsure what you wanted, so I grabbed some of everything.” She placed the tray over your lap filled with all your favorite foods. The simple gesture caused your eyes to swell with tears. “Hey, hey, what is wrong? If you are not hungry, then I can take it away.” The concern was laced in her voice and on her face. You waved away her concern and whipped away your ears.

“No, no, it’s perfect. You are perfect,” you took a slow, deep breath in. “Come join me. I won’t eat all of this.” Yelena climbed next to you and grabbed the remote. Without a word, she turned on a nature documentary. You loved these shows because it was a simple way to turn off your brain. Once you both had your fill, Yelena removed the tray and pulled you into her arms. The heating pad was off, and her hand rested on your stomach. The pressure was nice, allowing you to play with the rings on her fingers. You liked the little coos from her when a cute animal appeared on the screen.

This was perfect and a future you could imagine with her. You, her, in a house of your room with a dog and maybe a little kid running around. You smiled and kissed Yelena’s cheek. Before you could pull away, she held onto your throat and kissed you. The kiss was slow and deep, and it stole your breath away. “I love you,” you mumbled against her lips. Yelena smiled and kissed you again.

It was hard for her to say those three words, but you knew she loved you through her actions and how she cared for you. It made no difference to you. You loved Yelena Belova, and you would tell her every day.

[violetarks]

hello hello!! congrats on 3k. i love your work so much so you deserve it!! ^_^

if it’s okay could i request luka from alien stage with miscommunication & high school au? ( ´ ▽ ` ) and if it’s okay could the reader be amab? thank you!!

congrats again!!ヽ(；▽；)ノ✨✨💖💖

“but we can’t take back all the words that we said!”

show: alien stage

character: luka

summary: you overhear luka tell his friends that he missed being in ‘the single league’.

warnings: g/n! reader, no pronouns used (i didn’t end up put any gender indications at all, i hope that’s okay!!), miscommunication, high school! au, hurt/comfort, angst/comfort, reader is very self-conscious, established relationship, popstar! luka, he’s nicer in this au LMAO

"are you kidding me?" luka laughs out from inside the classroom.

you recognised that sound from anywhere. it was lunch time and you had told your boyfriend that, as class president, you had to prepare some things for the upcoming school festival during lunch, so you wouldn't be able to eat with him. he was a bit whiney and teasing, but soon let you go. you thought he'd be with some of his friends from his choir class, but no; he was in the classroom with a few of his peers.

you stop before you enter to talk to him for a bit. you were wondering what he was doing here.

"i mean, it's a bit hard, isn't it?" someone says.

"i wouldn't say it's hard," luka sighs out, "it's just a bit of a hassle trying to work around other people."

you're even more curious now. you hold your clipboard to your chest and wait to hear more.

"do you ever miss it? being on your own?" another person asks.

you stop, even halting your breathing in case he would stop talking because you were there.

dating someone as popular as luka was hard, but it was worth it. he was such a handsome guy and had an even sweeter voice. it was hard not to fall for him. you felt lucky enough that he loved you too. he was always on tv or always in the studio, and he brought you along too. you wondered the same thing sometimes; did he miss not being in a relationship?

you weren't a jealous person, but you didn't enjoy luka having a partner in music videos or anything. you had told him such, and he told you that he could fix that. maybe he didn't like the hassle.

"oh, of course," he replies far more quicker than you'd like, "i'd much rather be a single idol. i could do whatever i want, but now… i always gotta’ think of others. such a pain…"

the others around him begin to ask questions about why, but you only stand still. hearing it for yourself only confirms it; luka didn't really want to be with you. it only made his life harder. you somehow always knew that.

he probably didn't want to be rude in fear that you might spread something around to everyone that he was a bad boyfriend and ruin his reputation. or maybe he was just bored.

after all, you weren’t a popstar like him. you were just another student.

“y/n, hey,” mizi and sua turn the corner to see you. the pink-haired girl holds out a pamphlet to you with a smile. “here, this is what we came up with for the concert. is it okay?”

you take it from her and try to ignore the tears threatening to spill. you don't care to stay and listen to more. instead, you turn around and walk away with the girls at your side. you couldn't let him know that you knew, not until you were ready.

after school, luka is waiting at your locker. he is leaning against the wall and scrolling on his phone with his bag on his shoulder. once you're close enough, he tucks his phone away and smiles.

"hey, pretty thing," he greets you as you put your books away, "how was your little presidential duty?"

"it was fine," you retort shortly as you pack up your things, "don't you have a recording today?"

"oh, uh, yeah," he says as he watches your face, "it's later though, i can walk you home."

"it's okay, luka, i need to do some things before i go home anyway," you state as you shut your locker. you look back to him and his pretty face that tilts at you. it takes everything in you to not show that you’re upset. “i’ll see you on monday.”

“hey, wait,” he grasps your wrist as you try to walk passed him. he’s a music sensation, he knows when people are upset and when people are angry with him. you have both of those looks on you. “what about…?”

you two are supposed to go out together on sunday. you had organised something this time — a nice picnic by the lake. the both of you were so excited for it. until now, that is.

“oh, right,” you sigh out. he freezes as you lean closer to him and press a kiss to his cheek. “have fun.”

with that, you slip out of his grasp and leave. luka doesn’t call out. maybe you were just not in the mood, or it slipped your mind and you would come to your senses later.

he texts you when he gets home, when he leaves two hours later for his recording session, and when he gets home. he even sends you photos of his dinner with him and his new band. you only heart the photo and reply dryly. you’ve never acted like this.

you just want to make it easier for him to break up with you. maybe if he realised how little you added to his amazing life then he’d finally agree to let you go.

saturday comes and goes, and finally sunday does too.

sweetheart

sorry, can’t come today, i have some things to organise before the school fest next week

luka stares down at the text with his other hand holding the picnic blanket. he stands outside his door in dismay. at this point, he’s had enough.

love

seriously? whatever.

there, you think, he’s finally done with you.

he's gotten annoyed with this change of pace. you weren't acting like yourself, and he hasn't had any good time to ask you about it properly. you just shrug it off and then leave.

he tries to think about what he did, if he did anything, and nothing comes to mind. maybe he forgot to pick something up for you? or maybe he made you miss an important meeting? he couldn't think of anything.

monday comes around and you’ve prepared yourself. you two haven’t spoken since sunday morning and you’ve found it a bit hard to do so.

luka is upset with you, and you feel unable to be enough for him. so you put your things away, attend homeroom and explain the plans for the festival that runs from wednesday to friday, and head off to help your peers.

“y/n,” a voice calls from the doorway. you glance up from painting something. luka stands there with crossed arms. “can i talk to you for a sec?”

you stand up and and follow him out to the school yard. everyone else is planning their things for the festival, so nobody would be out yet.

“okay, out with it,” he grumbles with furrowed brows, “what’s going on with us? you’ve been totally gone and i have no idea why. did something happen?”

you don’t say anything, despite what you want to say. and that makes luka a bit more upset.

“y/n, seriously. can you just talk to me? i really wanted to see you yesterday and…” he holds his breath as you continue to stare at the floor, “why are you being so distant? you act like you want nothing to do with me! and instead of talking to me, you just—”

“you’re the one who wants nothing to do with me,” you grumble out with a hot face. luka stops. “you and… you just want to be by yourself, you don’t want to be with me anymore, luka.”

“what are you talking about?” he questions, now even more confused.

“i heard you!” you say as you jab a finger into his chest, “you told your friends that you missed being single and—and you didn’t like having me around. so i… i just thought that if i stopped being around you so much, that you would break up with me. at least then it would make sense.”

you have tears pricking your eyes. luka is almost the same, simply by looking at you. he knows what you’re talking about.

“i know it’s impossible, but i sometimes wish you and i were the same,” you mumble out, “it’s hard for the both of us, i guess. i’m sorry.”

he lets out a small sigh to himself before a smile dawns on his lips. he pushes his hair back and tugs you closer, gently.

“c’mere,” he mutters out. you’re reluctant, but seeing him with a sorry smile makes you step forward and wrap your arms around his waist. he holds you around your shoulders and presses a kiss to the side of your head. “oh, you poor thing. that must’ve been holding you down all weekend.”

“luka…” you say against his shoulder as tears stain his blazer.

“i know, baby, i’m sorry,” he shushes you, “i didn’t know you were nearby when i said that, i confused you. i wasn’t talking about you, sweetheart. i was talking about how much i missed being a solo idol.”

you blink and slowly lift your head from him. with slightly puffy eyes and an embarrassed look on your face, you stare at him.

“solo idol?” you repeat.

he chuckles and reaches a hand up to brush away the tears from your cheek.

“yes, i was talking about music,” he states, “not you, my love. i’m sorry that i said it that way, i didn’t intend on making you feel that way. i would’ve never said something like that if i knew it would make you feel like this.”

you can’t even look at him anymore. you cover your face with your hands.

“ah, i’m so sorry, luka,” you mumble into your hands, “i made a big deal out of nothing.”

“it’s okay, i understand, sweet thing,” he replies to you, “you can make it up to me with that picnic date if you feel so inclined.”

you nod your head at him before luka begins pressing chaste kisses to your tear-stained cheeks.

“aw, look at you, my poor baby,” he says to you, “don’t ever think i’d say such a thing. you’re my favourite person in the world, okay? don’t want you thinking otherwise.”

you wipe away your tears and nod your head again with a smile. luka grins as well at your return of personality. he leans forward and finally presses a sweet kiss to your lips.

“now c’mon,” he says after he pulls away from you, “let’s skip the planning stuff and go get something to eat.”

“no, luka," you chuckle out as he tries to drag you away. he forgets that you take your job as class president seriously. "i need to talk to class c's representative about their event."

"ivan's such a bore," he groans, "hang out with me instead."

you have to pull him by his blazer back to his classroom as he sulks behind you. you were glad that things were back to normal, at least.

[kamiiik0]

☆ 𝙑𝙤𝙞𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙇𝙪𝙘𝙞𝙙 𝘿𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜

This is gonna be a FULL guide to enter void state aka induce pure consciousness through lucid dreaming. I'm gonna start from the very basics, It's also gonna be the way i induce pure consciousness through lucid dreaming (Don't worry, it's easy), but I have also provided other methods if some people don't resonate with mine. Let us begin.

》 1. What is lucid dreaming?

Lucid dreaming is an of gaining awareness inside a dream. Basically it's just being aware that you're dreaming in a dream, which allows us to control and mold our dreams into the way we want, and also opens opportunities for interesting things like inducing pure consciousness, or more commonly for shifting. Lucid dreaming is extremely easy and anyone can do it.

》 2. How did I lucid dream? (and how you can do it too the easy way)

Personally, I just get a sudden realisation or a feeling inside my dream that goes "wait, I'm dreaming". IKeep in mind i've never done any methods or reality checks whatsoever, I just decide that I'm a lucid dreaming master (loaasumption) and can easily enter void state through lucid dreaming, and that was basically it. I used subliminals, (if you want me to link it then let me know), but the night I lucid dreamt i didn't listen to any subliminals, i just set the intention. But yes, they helped me a lot I'd say, you can definitely give them a try. And yes, I've succeeded through this method.

Basically, all you need to is intend to lucid dream, whether that be by deciding, affirming, repetition or by your own method. Personally, I just decide that I'll lucid dream tonight.

What i do after I realise I'm lucid dreaming (and what you should do too), I calm myself down, then I close my eyes (this immediately leads you to the void) and I start affirming things such as "I am pure consciousness", "I am in the void state", then i enter. Its a guaranteed void inducing method. and IF YOU WAKE UP IMMEDIATELY AFTER CLOSING YOUR EYES, then stabilise your dream for a bit by creating random stuffs or staying longer and exploring.

》 3. Other methods to lucid dreaming

If you don't resonate with the intention method, here are some other methods you can use:

a. Wake Back To Bed (WBTB)

Wake back to bed involves setting an alarm for 4.5-6 hours after you sleep. To be honest, you can use any alarm it doesn't have to be touchless. After waking up, stay awake for anywhere between 10-60 minutes, you can do anything just try to stay awake. After staying up for between 10-60 mins, go back to sleep. This sends you directly into the REM sleep stage which is associated with lucid dreaming.

b. Finger Induced Lucid Dream (FILD)

FILD involved setting an alarm anywhere after 2-3 hours. After waking up, lie down on your back and close your eyes. Then move your fingers like you're playing a piano and start visualization/ daydreaming (about anything). After that, your fingers will start to become less "noticeable". After 30 seconds of doing this, do a reality check like closing your nose and breathing. If you can breathe, you're dreaming. If not, repeat from the finger tapping again.

c. Dream Exit Induced Lucid Dream (DEILD)

In the DEILD method, you have to wake up WITHOUT physical moments. You can set an intention to wake up at x time, or use a touchless alarm for this. After waking up, remain completely still, moments can cause the brain to wake up. After that, imagine any scenario. Keep imagining, until your scenario has turned into a dream. (Your dream might exactly not be the same as your Scenario).

d. Mnemonic Induced Lucid Dreaming (MILD)

For MILD, set an alarm, for 5 hours. After waking up, try to recall your dream at your best ability. Identify any key signs that can help you know whether your dreaming or not if you re enter the dream. You can also use phrases like "next time I'm dreaming, I'll remember I'm dreaming". Then fall back asleep quickly.

4. 》 Things to remember while lucid dreaming

a. Calm down, getting overly excited can collapse your dream. Taking deep breaths help

b. Stabilise your dream by creating stuff, flying, or doing xyz things in your dream so you're properly grounded (Optional step, I personally just calmed myself down and affirmed for the void, but it can be important for some people)

c. FOR THE PEOPLE WHOSE DREAM COLLAPSE AS SOON AS THEY BECOME LUCID/ PEOPLE WHO WANT TO VIVIDIFY THEIR DREAM; I know collapsing your dream as soon as you become lucid sucks. So to prevent this, ▪︎Immediately start touching the ground as soon as you become lucid. ▪︎Start rubbing your hands together. ▪︎Yell, or tell your subconscious "I want clarity". ▪︎Keep your emotions in check, stay as calm as possible.

d. BE PATIENT! inducing pure consciousness may nor be immediate, it can take upto 5 minutes of affirming for some (usually not), but if you think you're affirming and nothing happened, keep doing it because I guarantee those 5 minutes extra of affirming are worth living your dream life.

5. 》 Why I prefer this method (and why might you too 😉)

Lucid dreaming is the most effective and guaranteed method to induce pure consciousness in my opinion. I tried inducing pure consciousness by relaxing and daydreaming, but i couldn't help but focus on my 3D a lot which left me discouraged, even after i succeeded. So I decided upon this method. This method will be extremely helpful for those who just suck at actually daydreaming without the "back of their mind" still focusing on the 3D (me lol).

This concludes our Lucid Dream guide. I might or might not edit it again, but if you have any questions then you can ask me! Now go live your dream life!

[idiomagic]

Horse Story #1 for @elodieunderglass

When I was young, back in the early 1980s, I rode horses for a living. Show jumpers. This is a story about me being an asshole to a prince and almost causing an international incident. I would like to preface this by saying that I regret reinforcing the 'ugly American' stereotype. I regret being rude, as I was a guest in the country. So...I'm sorry, England, your royalty is and always has been trash, but it was wrong of me to be rude. Anyway. I was 14 years old, and riding in the Royal Windsor Horse Show in England. It was my first international show, my first time ever leaving America. There was a Protocol Officer provided by the American embassy, to teach us how to bow and curtsey, how to address various members of the royal family we might encounter, since they were personally handing out the prizes. I was an utter nightmare at 14. I was a brat. I had a chip on my shoulder the size of Plymouth Rock, I hated every form of authority, I had just discovered punk rock...I was a horrid creature who should have been confined in a barrel, not let out onto the world's stage. The Protocol Officer reminded me of my mother, which was not a good thing. She was bitchy and superior, and it was clear that she idolized the royals. Worshipped them. Wanted to be them. I loathed her on sight, and immediately tuned out everything she said, while mocking her mercilessly. I was like that. So, I rode in the Open Jumping, and we won! There was a full ceremony, with a band playing God Save The Queen, fancy soldiers saluting, the whole nine yards. Then, the royals arrived. Prince Charles was going to hand out the prizes. He was there with a whole entourage...assistants? secretaries? royal ass wipers? Who knows. The lackeys followed him around like baby ducks as he approached. One of them carried bouquets of flowers for him to hand us, plus the ribbons and medals. First, he handed the goodies to the third and second place winners, then he approached me. There was a big crowd, and I resolved to be on my best behavior. Truly. I was going to be so good, and a credit to my country. I listened to the other winners say "Thank you, your Grace. It is a great honor." Right. I could do that. And he approached me and said "That was a very nice ride...for a 14 year old." And all of my hatred and resentment sprung loose. This chinless, brainless, inbred parasite who couldn't even ride a complete polo match without falling off his horse at least once (and sometimes more) dared to condescend to me? About my riding? Fuck that noise. He handed me the bouquet and ribbon, and put the medal around my neck. And I looked him in the eyes, smirked, and said: "Thanks, Chuck. Y'know, if you keep your heels down, maybe you won't fall off your ponies so often." Chuckles looked like he was going to have an aneurysm. His entourage fluttered and moaned. The end result was a Sternly Worded Letter sent to the embassy, a screaming match with the Protocol Officer, and a real question as to whether I'd ever be allowed out of America again. ............................................................................................................................ If you like my posts, please check out my pinned post. We are going through truly horrific times, and really need help. https://ko-fi.com/idiomagic

[isetfiretomyself]

Yandere Male Idol x G/N Fan Reader

Hiya! What's up, what's up what's up :D my writers block is gone so you'll see my insurable self should pop up more - Jay <3

Trigger Warnings! Controling Behaviour, Gaslighting, Threats Of Violence, Jealous Behaviour, This is all fictional I don't condone toxic behaviour irl!!!!

💽 Yandere Idol was in the top of the charts constantly. Songs then an EP then an album, repeat. He was never forgotten because he never gave people the chance to forget him.

💽 Yandere Idol was so use to ether being in a studio for producing songs or practicing dances for a up and coming music video. Minato didn't have time for people even if his contract let him. Despite craving love, affection and reassurance he's banned from having it. Being an idol means he has to be perfect and the perfect man isn't perfect if he's taken, is he?

💽 Yandere Idol does follow this rule! Of course he does it would be stupid of him to throw away everything he's worked for over romance. The rule about having social media accounts on the other hand....Listen he loves games! He never used his mic it's fine. It was fine.

That's when he met you. A overly bubbly gamer who would help out other players if they're struggling with the game play ,including Minato. He couldn't help but try and add you.

💽 Yandere Idol became online friends with you. He messaged when he could. He told you his job was tuff so his free time is sporadic and he didn't want to share any personal details. You thought he was strange but fun!

💽 Yandere Idol got an injury. Forcing him to have his first break in years. He was devastated. What if people forget him? He was in bed staring at his ceiling when he got a text from you. You still texted him when he wasn't singing, hell! You didn't even know he is singer! He was texting you and it just felt right.

💽 Yandere Idol who started to develop feelings for you but he knows nothing about you! When he started getting back on his feet he started venting these romantic feelings into song's. The new arc was actually very well received! He started doing shows and performance. He got so caught up in work that when he noticed he missed messages from you he panicked, hard.

1'm just tryna__gam3

"Hey! I'm so so sorry! I've been unbelievably busy (⁠￣⁠ヘ⁠￣⁠;⁠) We should play something together soon!"

💽 Yandere Idol can't stand still ,pacing around his dressing room waiting for a response. He's thirty minutes away from a performance but he needs to get this sorted. He nearly jumped out of his skin when you responded back.

(Reader)-The GOAT

"Omg it's chill lmao. Yeah, I'd love to beat you at something >:) I'm at a show tonight so expect me to brag when we hang out!"

Wait you were at a show? He's about to perform, what if? What if?

1'm just tryna__gam3

"Oh? What show?"

(Reader)-The GOAT

"Minato! The singer with the pink hair! I finally managed to get a ticket before they sold out :D"

💽 Yandere Idol felt his heart stop for a second. You were in his crowd? He might get to see you! Wait...he doesn't even know what you look like!

A staff member tells him it's time for him to go on stage. He gets his mic put on and rushes up on stage. He's done this time and time again but he feels so nervous. You're there. The one who talks to him without knowing his looks, or his money or his anything! You just know his personality and you like him! He started singing his new songs. The songs about you Infront of thousands of people, including you.

💽 Yandere Idol sang his heart out. Knowing you were there. One of the many voices singing along, screaming for his attention. He wanted to know what you looked like, who you were, was this your city or are you visiting just for him? Would you travel to see him? Are you that big of a fan?

💽 Yandere Idol had so many thoughts in his head but still preformed perfectly. Of course he did. He was trained to perfection but he was perfect for you now.

💽 Yandere Idol was taking a sip of water after his last songs. "What a lovely crowd we have tonight!" He practically sang, waiting for the crowd as they started to scream, which they do. "So many lovely faces but I'm trying to find one, how many (readers) do we have tonight?" There was a few yells from different parts of the stadium but somehow he made eye contact with you. He knew it was you, in the front row keeping quiet as your friends nudge you. You were fiddling with your sleeves he knew you did that. He's heard the fabric move between your fingers on call many times. Minato crouched down "Hiya honey, you had a fun time tonight?"

You were so thrown of guard! An idol, your favourite idol was talking just to you! You shyly nod as your friends shake you a little overly excited. "Why so shy? Come on, come closer." You step closer to the barricade feeling yourself get squished a little before watching Yandere Idol jump down. Everyone was yelling, screaming with joy. He gives out his hand helping you out of the barricade with the help of security. He held your shoulders before whispering his username in your ear. How'd he know that? It took you a few seconds to put together the shy lad you had been talking to was one of the most famous idols of this generation.

"Go to my dressing room, yeah darling?" It sounded like a command then a offer but you were so surprised you didn't noticed. Staff members lead you away from your friends. They were excited for you. Not noticing the underlying dangers.

💽 Yandere Idol rushed over to you after his set. Practically slamming the door open to hug you. "It's nice to finally meet you in real life." He mumbled between your neck and shoulder. "Yeah...you never told me you were a celebrity..." You say still trying to process everything.

💽 Yandere Idol managed to convince his manger to let you hang out with him in his daily life. He also (coerced) convinced to see him regularly!

I mean he's so popular if you're on your own you'll be swamped by paparazzi after that show! "You should probably not talk to your friends for a bit as well, you never know who might tip of the reporters."

💽 Yandere Idol would even get annoyed if you talked to the staff for too long. "You're mine friend, you know? Not theirs."

But Yandere Idol did care. He would shower you in so many gifts, anything you wanted was yours.

💽 Yandere Idol managed to convince you to move in as well! I mean you agree to...

"You hear all these stories about people showing up at people's houses and besides you said you would." He says whilst pouring you a drink. He love's taking care for you. He has all the resources to. "Did I say that?" You title your head to the side a little. You said you'd meet up in person more but you don't remember saying you'd move in. That's a big step! "Oh...yeah but like if you don't want to anymore.." "I just don't remember saying that." "You did but like it's fine just...if you don't want to just say so." This went back and forth till you were packing a over night bag to his place.

💽 Yandere Idol gently took your hand leading you around his mansion. He was proud before but he's never been more proud then realising this is where he gets to (keep you) have you stay!

Living with Minato wasn't so bad! You had access to most rooms , got to play games with him when he's back from work! For a friend he was rather touchy, always having his arm around your shoulder or waist.

💽 Yandere Idol was very happy with this arrangement till he had to go on tour again. So he took you with him! You were behind stage most of the time, cheering him on! It was a cozy arrangement but nothing lasts forever.

England was their last stop! Minato was in his dressing room with you and his make up artist. You were talking with his make up artist all tour! They seemed really nice!

💽 Yandere Idol stayed still in his chair but he fist gripping his costume so hard his knuckles were going white. This creature had be flirting with you this whole damn time when you were obviously his!

"(Reader), my dear. Can you fetch me those snacks I like? Last thing I want is dancing round on a empty stomach." When you leave Minato waited a second before getting up and slamming his make up artist into the wall. "I've had it up to here with you trying to take away for what's mine! Talk to them again, wait even look at them again and I'll skin your face off and have that be my next look!"

💽 Yandere Idol mood changed scarily fast when he hears the door open again. His grip on his make up artist turning soft, feeling the fabric in-between his thumb and index finger "What a lovely shirt! You always have such good fashion sense, where's it from?"

You watched his make up artist run out the room and never saw him again. Weird. After Minato's last show he took you to a really fancy restaurant. He took your hand in his and asked you to be his significant other, he was over the moon when you said yes!

💽 Yandere Idol stood up and hugged you tightly. He was aware people were staring, taking photos but he didn't care. He was so happy you said yes and he didn't even have to kill anyone! Well...his manager hasn't been seen since he disagreed with him starting a relationship with you.

[slushycoookie]

Rookie of the Year

Sylus x Fem! Reader

Word Count: 2.9k

Content: Reader makes Rookie of the Year and Sylus helps you celebrate. MC! Reader. Mainly Fluff. Sylus isn't beating the loverboy allegations. It gets a little suggestive at the end.

A/N: This is actually a gift for my wife and Sylus lover @bluesidez. She loves that man more than I do. Plus, she's graduating today so everyone tell her congrats!

You've made Rookie of the Year.

It came as a shock when suddenly your desk was surrounded by your coworkers cheering and praising you. Tara hugged you, squeezing any surprise you had away. Obviously making rookie of the year was a huge honor, but you didn’t think you did enough to warrant that. UNICORNS saw your potential though and wanted to celebrate you.

You'd get to walk across the stage to collect a plaque with your name and title plastered on the front, shake hands, take photos with people you hardly knew.

All you had to do was dress nicer than usual.

When you told Sylus this, while showing him the black dress you were wearing, you hope your casual demeanor would give him the hint to not be extravagant. It was a simple ceremony. No need for grand entrances and fancy clothing.

Your heart won't stop ramping in your chest as everyone piled in the hall the ceremony is being held in. One commonly used for conferences or work events now used to celebrate your achievements. Your skirt was going to get wrinkled if you kept bunching under your firsts. You also had to do a speech. A small one, to show others why you deserved to be Rookie of the Year. Sylus heard you go on and on for a few days as you recited your words.

“For a ceremony that's low key, you’re worrying an awful lot, kitten.” He said while lounging in his plush chair, eyes never leaving you.

Those words stuck in your head. Because it isn't a big deal. All hunters get awards like this, so why are you worried?

It's when you saw that signature white hair, that made you become alert.

Sylus was here, carrying a gigantic bouquet. An arrangement of white roses, baby's breath, and other greenery resting on his shoulder.

Your eyes meet, your heartbeat pounding in your ears at the gentle smirk he makes when seeing you. There's no Luke and Kieran. Mephisto is probably lurking outside somewhere. He listened without you having to say anything.

Of course he had to buy you the biggest bouquet in all of Linkon. You wouldn't be surprised if he corrects you by saying he actually got it from the N109 zone.

But he's here. Your palms are wet and suddenly you feel as if everyone's eyes are on you. Sylus doesn't break eye contact, almost encouraging you with those entrancing red eyes of his.

The ceremony starts and the announcer's voice drowns out. The lines from your speech play in your brain like a record. Going over it two, no three times. The applause breaks your trance and your name is called.

You walk across the stage, putting on the best smile you can give. The crowd cheering and clapping with joy for you. Including Sylus, whose smirk turned into a heartfelt smile.

“Thank you.” You take the plaque, admiring it momentarily. “It is a huge honor to accept this award. I'd like to thank everyone who's encouraged me to give my all. My boss, my coworkers, my friends…” You cut an eye to Sylus, his attention still on you. “I wouldn't be here without them today. I will continue to do my best to protect the citizens of Linkon, day or night. If you ever need me, don’t hesitate to reach me. Thank you.”

There's another roar of applause. A couple whistles here and there, lights from multiple cameras flash in your line of sight, blurring your vision.

After taking your last step off the stage, you were swarmed to take pictures.

Of you, you and the certificate, you and your coworkers, you and your boss, Captain Jenna. Many people who you hardly recognized also snuck in for a photo. You’re pretty sure you also took pictures with the mayor. So much for a low key ceremony.

You smiled through it all, despite the constant flashes irritating your eyes. Sylus was still behind the crowd, patiently waiting to have you all to himself. He’s patient. His arms folded with a low smile, those red eyes watching your movements from afar. They comfort you throughout the picture taking.

Not long after, a group of news reporters surround you. Mics all around you, cameras practically shoved in your face.

“What’s next for the hunter that’s rookie of the year?”

“Any plans to go higher up the ladder?”

“Do you have any thoughts about changing divisions?”

“What’s the quota on how many wanderers you defeated?”

So many questions. You always struggle with what you’re having for dinner every night. How were you supposed to answer all of this?

You answered the best you could while maintaining eye contact. Sylus left your vision, that huge bouquet helped spot him a mile away. Now, he was nowhere to be found. Your heart couldn’t help, but squeeze at the possibly that he might’ve left. Leaving you to fend for the hungry reporters eager for the next story.

“I believe that's enough questions for one day.”

He steps in between you and the swarm. The bouquet covering up your form so you're out of sight. You focus on at his broad shoulders underneath that leather jacket, protecting you. His strong musk pulling you in unknowingly.

“Who are you?”

“Her boyfriend.”

You weren't sure if you wanted to facepalm or smack his shoulder.“Sylus-”

“So the rookie the year also has a boyfriend?”

“Yes-”

“That’s not important now. No more questions.”

Sylus doesn't resist following behind you when you take his hand, making your way out of the hall. You go to the nearest stairwell, quickly stopping to take a breather. After a long sigh, your shoulders relax. It’s not until Sylus’ amusement that takes you back to the present.

“Someone was awfully jumpy when I mentioned that I'm your boyfriend. Embarrassed of me?”

“Not even. It’s none of their business.”

“I agree.” He steps closer and you realize that it was really just you and him alone. Giving you time to smile up at him when he hands you the bouquet.

The weight doesn't bother you. Not when your heart beats in flattery at his mild attempt of being low key.

“They’re beautiful.”

“They reminded me of someone. Only she's more beautiful.”

You happily accept the kiss from Sylus, engulfing yourself in the embrace. He’s warm, hands slowly tracing your back. You wish you could kiss him longer, but you didn’t want to stain his face too much with your lipstick. As if he cared about that.

“The twins wanted to show you something.”

You watch him pull out his phone, positioning beside you when he pulls up a video.

Immediately, you're hit with the sight of confetti. Cartoon caricatures of Luke and Kieran are hollering, celebrating you getting the award. There’s a lot going on with the multiple transitions and color changes. Sylus shakes his head at it all in the corner of your eye.

But it’s sweet. You feel warmer at the twins throwing a sweet, albeit messy congratulations message for you.

“I have them running a few errands and this is the best they come with.”

You snort, “I still love it. I'll have to tell them thanks when I see them again.”

“This will only encourage them to do more of these.”

“I know.”

Sylus takes your hand, “Ready to go back out there?”

Going back to more picture taking and awkward conversations did not appeal to you. He knows you too well cause he chuckles when your face twists with displeasure.

“I thought so.”

He leads you out of the staircase. Hopefully everyone else would understand when you return to work tomorrow.

You're surprised when you don't see his motorcycle and instead a sleek, two-door black car. Like a gentleman he opens the door for you, making sure you're in completely and comfortable.

The leather seats are snug to the touch. A hint of spice tickles your nose. You're trying to figure out if you've seen this car before when Sylus starts it.

“No more joy rides in your motorcycle?”

“I didn't want to ruin your hair.” He says while shifting gears, “And it would be troublesome holding on to me and the flowers I bought you.”

You nod in agreement when he pulls off. As always, he lets you be the dj, playing some r&b on the way to your destination. Which you're not sure what it is. Sylus hardly speaks during the drive, his hand on top of yours, giving it a light squeeze at each stop light. Your stomach growls twenty minutes in so you hope whatever he has planned includes food.

“Don’t worry, I don’t plan to let you starve.”

“Oh, that's nice of you.”

His chuckle radiates warmth throughout your body. Your heart skipping a beat when he kisses the back of your hand, rubbing it a little with his thumb.

Soon he pulls up at a restaurant on a cliff. It gives the two of you a view of the city below. A vast range of the city buildings, the bustling sounds of life was distant when he helped you out of the car.

You immediately recognized this place.

“Wait is this-?”

“Yes, yes it is.”

Solaire, a popular restaurant in Linkon, was a place you never thought you'd get into. It was booked months in advance and unless you had enough money to buy out the place, it was difficult to get into.

The empty restaurant except for the staff told you everything you needed to know.

“Is it fitting for someone who made rookie of the year?” Sylus asks when he leads you inside.

You were stunned, no words coming from your lips as you were escorted by the host to your table.

The modern contemporary restaurant caught your eye. The dark stained wood arches above you, creating a mature atmosphere with the complimentary wooden decor. Thin, green fauna accentuates the space . You almost feel like you don't deserve to be here. It was a simple award, you don't know why Sylus went out of his way like this.

Everything feels strange when you sit down. Your bottom getting extra comfort due to the cushion that was placed. The smooth, white table cloth feels like satin.

“Shall I get you started with something to drink?”

The host, whose name you definitely missed, says to you.

Sylus motions to you, “Ladies first.”

The menu you're given has an array of refreshments. Wine, tea, espresso. You decide on a lemonade while your partner picks a white wine. When the host departs, you’re still looking around, not believing you're actually inside.

“Do you like it?”

Sylus looks to you expectingly. His relaxed, but steely demeanor wants to make you relax. Like a dragon who just provided a gift to his mate and wants to be praised.

Your smile is small, “I do, but I don't deserve all of this. I would've been okay with us going back to your place and ordering takeout.”

“The rookie of the year doesn't deserve a small hangout while we eat a slice of pizza.” Sylus scoffs, disgusted at that idea. “You deserve more than that.”

He's right. You were just used to not having much to celebrate your milestones. Anything was okay as long as you were with people you care about.

“But if you want to do that, we can leave.” He places the menu down, staring into your eyes. “The restaurant is paid for. Everyone is getting paid regardless if we celebrate or not.”

“No, it's okay.” You take his hand, “I want to stay.”

Sylus smirks, sitting back to his regular position. “Good. I heard this place has exceptional caviar.”

“I've never tried. I heard it was salty.”

It's like a subtle light went off in his eyes.

“You have to try it.”

Sylus decides to order almost everything in the restaurant. Half of the menu consisted of things you've never tried while the other caught your eye and you wanted to try it. You almost felt bad for the waiter who had to fill out three pages to make sure the order was complete.

Warm bread is brought out to the table with multiple arrays of flavored butter on display. They were all so good, but your favorite might be the cinnamon sugar. Sylus enjoys his wine and of course it catches your attention. You reach over to take his glass and he playfully eyes you.

“You have lemonade.”

“But your wine looks good too.”

“Then get your own glass.”

“Did you suddenly forget about the boyfriend code?” You bite your lip when he chuckles, handing over his glass. He watches you take a sip so you don’t drink all of his.

It’s sweet on your tongue, complimenting the warm bread you just had. Your hum tells Sylus everything he needs to know when he flags the waiter down to request another glass and refill yours.

“I’m still drinking the lemonade too.”

“Of course you are.”

The appetizers roll out; fresh ravioli covered in parmesan and basil, oysters, creamy leak soup. You weren’t sure what to start with first. But everything tasted heavenly. Your tongue filled with different combinations of flavors that you enjoyed. Even the caviar, which you did think was a tad bit salty, but you weren’t going to tell Sylus that.

While the staff clears the table of the empty dishes, you see your boyfriend’s gaze to your wrist. It was brief and enough for you to notice. What else is he planning?

“Should I give you your gift now or later?”

You squint at him, “What did you do now?”

“Someone’s starting to sound ungrateful.” He traces your frame, not missing how your cheeks puffed up at his vagueness. “I did just buy you beautiful flowers, an entire restaurant…”

“I’m not ungrateful. Just curious.”

“Curious kittens don’t sound like that.”

“Sylus.”

He reaches in the inner pocket of his jacket and pulls out a box. It’s medium sized, covered in all black. When he opens it, a gorgeous silver bracelet graces your eyes, decorated in small, black gems. Your eyes get as wide as your mouth and once again you’re struggling what to say.

“The rookie of the year deserves a pretty bracelet.”

Sylus moves to put the jewelry on you, making sure it clasps around your wrist until it’s snug. The warm touch from his fingers spreading around your wrist. You hold it up for you to see it better, admiring its beauty.

“I’m never taking this off.”

“Good.”

The high of the gift Sylus’ gives you lasts for the rest of the meal. The multiple entrees come out including an herb encrusted salmon, a rack of lamb, and a roasted chicken. You’re wondering if you should take some of these as leftovers. Your eyes were bigger than your stomach and you got full a plate in.

Sylus notices the stuffed look on your face, calling the waiter for checks and a few take out containers.

Oh. You wanted some dessert too.

“And we can look at the dessert menu while we wait.” He gives you a wink when the waiter leaves.

You wanted to jump for joy and kiss his face. Actually, why not?

You sit on Sylus’ lap, hugging his neck and kissing his face. His chuckles rumbles across your body while one hand rests on your lower back. The other caressing your thigh.

“Don’t tell me I finally got you with the dessert.”

“Well…it helped.”

With a belly full of food, a pretty bracelet, and extra food for later, you’re practically skipping to the car. You weren’t even drunk either, you just felt happy.

You didn’t know what to do next after all of this. You were supposed to go home after a good day? That didn’t seem fair, did it?

You wanted to pout at Sylus and hint that you didn’t want to go home. Heck, you had the rest of the day off. It was almost the evening. But you held back a yawn ten minutes into the drive. Maybe it’s good to go home and take a nap.

“You’re staying with me tonight.” He states, looking across the oncoming traffic, hand still on yours.

“I should at least go home and put away my award-”

“No need. It’s staying at my place.”

You purse your lips, “Who won rookie of the year again?”

“You did, so it’s mine by proxy.”

“So you’re holding my certificate hostage?”

“It’s not a hostage, if it’s willingly staying with me.”

You shake your head, deciding not to banter with him about it anymore. If he wanted you to come over his place more often, all he had to do was ask.

“Did you have a good day?” Sylus asks, thumb rubbing the back of your hand.

“Yeah, it was nice…” You gaze at him with love from your heart, “Thank you.”

“You deserve to be happy.” When he pulls up to the apartment, he doesn’t waste a moment to give you another kiss. A gentle one that allowed you to still taste the wine on his tongue. “But if you still want to thank me…” His whisper ignites the goose bumps on your skin. “join me in the shower.”

[hawkinshorror94]

141 Dads! + Los Vaqueros HC for them as parents.

I'd definitely be down to write more of these, if you guys like it. The spacing when I post on my phone makes me want to commit, so sorry bout that. 🫶🏻

Soap

-He thinks the toddler stage is the most fun.

His S/O probably thinks he’s insane, wanting to handle the baths every night until they hear loud splashing and Soap calling out instructions like he’s mid firefight. They’ll curiously open the door to see him with a water gun in hand, shooting the toddlers who are fighting for their life in a mess of toys and bubbles in the tub. Giggles and squeals bouncing off the tile floors, they’ll try not to be mad when half the water ends up in the floor and they inevitably slip and fall an hour after the kids have been put to bed.

Price

-Definitely is the one that the teenager calls when they sneak out and get too drunk

He’s gonna act mad. He’s gonna grumble all the way up to the house where other teens are drinking (not his kids, not his problem). And he’s gonna grumble all the way down the front sidewalk, and as he buckles in his drunk eldest.

“I should tell your mom.” He’ll threaten, but he won't. He wants his kids to feel safe. He would much rather drag out of bed at 2 am to get them then get “the call”. He had experienced so much loss, his child would kill him. Definitely picked up McDonald’s on the way home.

Ghost

-Threatens the bullies that bother his kid, especially if it’s his daughter.

“You can't beat up a 12 year old.” You’ll say as he pulls on his leather gloves and balaclava. And he’ll scoff because he’s not going to beat up a kid.

“Just gonna scare him, sweet.” He says as if it’s the most normal thing. Definitely scares the absolute shit out the kid.

Gaz

-wants to hold the baby all the time (is a sucker for skin to skin)

You carried them for 9 months, it’s his turn. Doesn’t even yell during rugby when his little bear is curled up on his chest, making sweet sleepy milk drunk noises. Definitely carries them in a football hold when he has to pack them around. You’ll get up from a nap to see him swiping a condiment off the baby's head because he just couldn’t put them down to eat.

“Is that ketchup?”

“No….”

Alejandro

-NEVER tells his kids no.

He never told you no, so why should he tell his kids no.

Want a new toy? Sure

New puppy? Sure papi has needed a new dog for a while now.

Daughter wants a really expensive dress for her quinceanera? Papi will charge it to his black card

And how dare you fuss because he’ll just place a sweet kiss to your forehead and say “They’re only young once, mi carina.”

Rudy

-Loves reading to his babies.

You’ll hear the quiet sound of giggles as he reads aloud from a children’s book. You listen as each character has its own voice, if he’s feeling extra silly he acts out the action bits. Has definitely fallen asleep after reading a book, shoved into a toddler bed or beside a crib.

When they’re older he still fosters that love of reading by buying them books and talking about what they’re reading. Even if it's a YA romance

[softlypaintedseafoam]

one piece fic recs

because everyone else has fun listing theirs, so i wanna list the fics that changed my brain chemistry. there's some gen fics, ship fics, au fics and i'll be sure to included the ratings for each as well. beware anyone not fully caught up or at certain points in the story, there will be spoilers (but like... we should definitely talk about these recs together...)

gen

light up, light up by taizi (t)

“I have a condition,” Sabo says, sounding, to his own ears, disconcertingly like his father when his father is doing business. It might be that, more than anything, that causes Outlook to consider him thoughtfully. “I’m listening,” the man says. 

where ace is the brother that 'dies' after the gray terminal incident and sabo and luffy are left behind

and i'd know your face if i was drunk and blind and dead by solena2 (t)

Sometimes, Sabo wonders about who he used to be. He gets the chance to find out when he bumps into Fire-Fist Ace at a bar.

TAT the fix-it fic of all time where the brothers of all time get a chance to be with each other once again. this is canon, oda told me so himself

a tall tree, with roots like a newborn by chali (t)

A closer look at the immediate aftermath of Whole Cake Island, because Sanji went through some shit and it was not nearly addressed enough.

a fic where the sasuke sanji retrieval squad learn the full extent of the things sanji experienced in wci. they would have truly crashed out if they knew what all went on

rebase and rebuild by sinelanguage (t)

Sanji’s hands are blown off on Whole Cake Island. Franky builds him prosthetics, but Sanji has a much harder time adjusting to them than anyone expects.

a fic where reiju didn't swap out the cuffs and now sanji has to deal with the consequences featuring phone calls with zeff! as if that makes everything any less angstier

a mercy out of me by merikai (g)

“These,” Sanji replied dully, raising his arms. “Handcuffs.” “Handcuffs,” Luffy repeated.

luffy and sanji having a bonding moment post-wci's events

and then what by grayimperia (t)

Zoro becomes the world’s greatest swordsman and is directionless in more ways than one.

ft frobin post-canon fic where, with his lifelong goal finally achieved, zoro isn't sure what to do with his life next

lionheart by cyan96

Wherein thirteen year old Trafalgar Law and twenty-six year old Rocinante tumble sideways through time-space via the blue desperation of a newly eaten devil fruit, from Minion island to a future distant. Right, unwittingly, onto the submarine deck of a another Law shortly after Doflamingo’s fall.

the rosinante lives fic i was not expecting to come across but the power of dope fanart dropped it in my lap

zosopp

take care of you by strawberrycamel (t)

In which Zoro and Usopp can’t see what’s in front of them.

a zou fic where zoro realizes he can totally use minkship as an exploit to cuddle his crush whenever he wants and usopp panics about it

frobin

how to dance with you by grayimperia (g)

When you meet a girl as super as Nico Robin, you learn to make sacrifices. Or, Franky learns to waltz.

ft. lusan wanting to waltz with robin whenever the opportunity again arises, franky asks sanji to teach him how to waltz. of course, not everything goes to plant

between thoughts and steel by inked_spirits (g)

Nights on the Sunny are long when sleep refuses to come. Robin needs to deal with her memories, Franky gets a chance to show her that some wounds are easier to bear when carried together. Night talks under the starry sky are a perfect cure for insomnia.

post-enies lobby fic centered around franky and robin after the first date of all time

lawzo

seeing a lab about a doc by rollingchibi (e)

This is all Bepo's fault.

ft. lusan college au a/b/o fic with alpha professor law and his omega TA zoro. there are shenanigans and smut, what else does one need?

stages of affection by rollingchibi (e)

Looking at himself in the mirror, at the haunted skeleton that looks back at him, he knows—knows as easily as he knows how to run a wire into someone's heart to remove a blood clot, knows as easily as he knows the list of side effects for a pacemaker, knows as easily as how much of a headache Dr. Crocus gives him by simply breathing near him—that things need to change, that he needs to change.

ft. lusan, usokaya modern au. sugar daddy lawzo fic, send tweet. also, plenty of straw hat misunderstandings and the author also found a way to incorporate luffy and zoro's post-timeskip scars into the story... but at what cost

needling away by rollingchibi (t)

"Sorry—you here for an appointment?" Unfortunately. He should've just gone with Bepo to get coffee.

ft lusan, josaku, past zosan surgeon law wants to get his tattoos touched up... sadly he walks in on the tattoo artists' homies going off about how it's fucked his best friend is dating his ex

luzo

these small hours by maximumqueer

"‘Grief’ is a word Zoro never he thought would associate with his captain, and he feels a bit stupid for that. Of course Luffy would grieve Ace, would probably never stop grieving him. Zoro sure as hell hasn’t stopped grieving Kuina, the promise he made her held tightly between his teeth with every fight, a small empty space in his heart reserved for her."

ft namivivi remember that episode post-wano where the straw hats were worried about vivi and zoro brought up ace? yeah nami gives him a STRONG talking to about the insensitivity of that statement

deadhouse by yamatossenpai (m)

"And then Zoro saw it. The mob rushed through the streets like floodwater, dividing and conquering. The men and women were frenzied; their mouths hung open, their eyes wide and bulging. They tore at each other, or rather, the mob attacked anyone who screamed. The attackers were ravenous, barely human. “If you don’t wanna die,” Luffy whispered, “then we should run.”"

ft frobin, usonami modern zombie au no one asks for but we all secretly think about our faves being in anyway. definitely mind the tags on this one

zosan

warning signs by olgaphobia (t)

*unrequited zosan, endgame lusan zoro's perspective fic where his inability to be vulnerable and refusal to be taken care of leads to him fumbling sanji contrast to luffy who has been open about his feelings from day 1. takes an interesting spin on zoro's absence in wci. imagine fumbling sanji when he was actually romantically interested in you at one point in the story, i would cry

lusan

warning signs by olgaphobia (t)

The cook left, but you weren't the one to bring him back.

ft unrequited zosan, end game lusan zoro's perspective fic where his inability to be vulnerable and refusal to be taken care of leads to him fumbling sanji contrast to luffy who has been open about his feelings from day 1. takes an interesting spin on zoro's absence in wci. imagine fumbling sanji when he was actually romantically interested in you at one point in the story, i would cry

insatiable by codhya (g)

But then Luffy says, join my pirate crew. One look at that blinding smile and those wide, unfathomable eyes made Sanji hear the words for what they were. Be greedy with me. And Sanji, he finds that he is starving.

sanji introspection piece on being selfish and wanting

crack baby by sanjilockhart (t)

Luffy and Sanji's developing relationship and how Sanji felt when Luffy, quite literally, crashed into his life.

pre-timeskip baratie arc fic centered around sanji's perspective of the luffy recruitment process, aka sanji introspection piece on the horrors of being perceived and wanted

anchor by trixree (t)

It is said that dreams are shared between soulmates. Luckily, the Vinsmoke children do not dream. (Except, of course, for the failure.)

soulmate au where soulmates share dreams with moments that truly hit one in the feels with this one

easy as anything, simple as that by trixree (t)

“Luffy? What’s the matter?” “We’re gonna’ have a wedding,” he says incomprehensibly. Which—no. Absolutely not. Haven’t they had enough of weddings, lately? Nami's certainly had enough for a lifetime, thanks. “What are you talking about? What wedding?” she demands as coherently as she can while running on only two-and-a-half hours of sleep. “Mine and Sanji’s,” Luffy declares.

post-wci where hours after getting themselves to safety, luffy and sanji decide to have an impromptu wedding

a fine looking high horse by grayimperia (t)

The epic duel between first mate and captain’s boyfriend, involving pettiness, throw pillows, and a general inability to walk in another’s shoes.

zoro perspective fic where it turns out the new cook is also luffy's boyfriend. as it also turns out, zoro discovers he's not good at sharing

we both unsettled (shadow preachers) by senjuside (m)

Relationships are not easy. Luffy and Sanji are still learning how to sail thought their prides and fears, even after all those years.

post-canon married lusan fic where sanji deals with the drawbacks of a husband who still remains at sea even after retirement

love is a full stomach by b3rry_jam (nr)

Luffy doesn’t understand romance, but he knows he feels happiest when he’s with Sanji.

sweet and pure lusan fluff, 11/10

and if you still want me... by fizzyren (g)

Sanji gets a lil angsty in his head about Luffy after Whole Cake.

luffy being possessive and clingy post-wci my beloved

and i know where to look by mr_crowsnest

“Luffy, I’m cooking—” “It’ll wait!” Luffy interrupted, already pulling Sanji into the middle of the kitchen. “This is important!” Sanji stumbled, his protest dying on his lips as Luffy’s hands found his, their fingers intertwining with surprising care. Luffy’s grin was infectious, his laughter bright and unrestrained, and Sanji couldn’t bring himself to push him away.

fluff fic where luffy and sanji dance in the kitchen

[rootspiral]

Agatha All Along deep dive: episode 2 part 2

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here's another Agatha reflection that I didn't notice yesterday - it's a theme, I tell you

she's essentially doing what she does at the beginning of Wandavision, although with no prep time and no magic for costume changes: a ditzy over the top wife with the made up farway husband

I'd get a couple more candles back there, Lilia. You missed a spot.

But jokes aside, you know what she's doing? She's taking the piss out of agatha. this is Lilia we're talking about, the Seer. her job is literally to See. she knew who and what Agatha was the moment she stepped in, and frankly it's insulting that Agatha would try such cheap tricks on her. this is a little "fuck you agatha" before they get down to business and lilia can tell her to fuck off too

and yes, agatha underestimates lilia from the start, which is the point of lilia's character and the lesson she has to internalize. but the thing is, lilia IS amazing, powerful and wise from the very beginning. this whole scene is Lilia being better, smarter and more powerful than Agatha, she just doesn't have the self-confidence to recognize it

(but WHY beauford?? best name she could have picked)

lilia IS in control. she sets the pace of this encounter. agatha is a step behind, which is rare for her

fuck off, look at that stupid condescending little face

YASSS read her for filth! but let's recap her exact words (so I have an excuse to listen again to Patti's exquisite delivery and voice control)

"You've been under the influence of another. Someone you hurt." Wanda. And we go back to Agatha torturing Wanda and what it's doing to her, the guilt she feels.

"They took your agency. For three years." Agency is one of the main themes of this show and something that will touch Lilia up close too.

"It's not the first time your witch kin betrayed you." Not the other way round! Yes, Agatha has betrayed, she has hurt and killed. But we need to acknowledge that she was betrayed by her kin, her coven, her community first.

"But you survive, in a way few do." Agatha is a survivor. She dragged herself out of a hellpit, and she was maimed and turned into something horrible in the process. But she fucking survived.

"In fact, that's why you're here." Lilia knows EXACTLY what Agatha is planning, she knows that she's here to kill and she knows why. She knew from the start.

agatha's face falling more and more

YES. FUCK YES. THE PERFECT DICTION TROUGH GRITTED TEETH. SHE IS NOT INTERESTED!! GIVE THIS WOMAN ALL THE MONOLOGUES BECAUSE SHE'S GONNA CRUSH THEM

I know, Billy. this is also the way I look at stage goddess patti lupone

SHE IS CRYING AGAIN! DO YOU SEE IT!!! DO YOU SEE THIS SHIT?!!?!? SHE'S CRYING AT BEING SEEN SO CLEARLY, BECAUSE SHE'S ALWAYS HIDING. AND SHE'S CRYING WITH RELIEF, TRIUMPH AND GUILT BECAUSE SHE'S FOUND THIS AMAZING EXTRAORDINARY WONDERFUL WITCH AND SHE HAS TO KILL HER SO SHE WON'T DIE HERSELF TONIGHT

DON'T TOUCH ME, I'M IN A GLASSCASE OF EMOTIONS.

that's a predator right there

nuh-uh babe, she's got your number. you are not going to win this one. (i'm drinking up all the details in her room. look at that old singer sewing machine, that's a 70s or 80s model - everything in the room is at least 40 years old. Is she making herself a quilt? is she cold at night? we know she doesn't have the money to pay her bills)

I KNOW, BILLY!!!

lol, you know when patti told joe locke something like, 'sorry you're stuck here with all these old ladies'?? and he was like, no you don't undeRSTAND

(I mean, Patti has met plenty of gay boys. she understands.)

Lilia jumps for a moment to episode 5 and hears the ghost of Agatha's mom yelling at her. (aw, her chairs are all mismatched.)

Billy is always so polite. and look at Agatha's body language, she's doing the same thing she did when torturing Wanda, kind of hugging herself. both predatory and defensive, because, once again, she is not as comfortable as she seem. she is not being sincere, she is out to manipulate lilia, and she's not happy about it

I live for lilia's rants about the commodification and gentrification of the queer witch community (look at those gorgeous italian plates!)

she actually did bite a kid once

"when I was chased out of every village I passed through for accurately predicting tragedy? NO, I do NOT. BEAT IT, harkness!" I adore her delivery. and also. ouch. ouch. my sweet lilia. so many years, so much pain

When watching this scene for the first time, you identify with Billy and just sit back and enjoy these two extraordinary witches and actresses working together. the first episodes are high on comedy but they all have a serious, upsetting undertone, and it's especially gratifying to see how both actresses work with voice, face and body language to express what they can't say explicitly. Lilia is an incredibly old, wise, experience witch, but also tired, alone, humiliated. She's been jumping through time and she's really frightened about it. And right now? She's quite literally going against the most dangerous serial killer of witches in known history. She can stand her own against Agatha and then some, but she is not confident enough to see it yet.

A question that reads ironic but is delivered without a hint of irony. Why are you dragging a child into this? You of all people. Why are you putting a literal child in danger?

an ironic answer also delivered with no irony. it's threatening, and it's also protective of Billy

agatha gambles: maybe she can get lilia mad enough later and get blasted anyway. maybe she has other means to steal (a kiss, mayhaps?) And Billy better not hear this, she's not gonna kill him or anything but, you know, keeping her options open. just in case.

lilia DOES NOT need to return to her clairvoyant glory. lilia is one of the most if not the most powerful seer. her isolation is self-imposed. agatha is completely out of her depth here.

case in point: agatha does successfully con jen and alice, but she does NOT con lilia. not even close. she had nothing. lilia was in control of the conversation the whole time, seeing through agatha the whole time, and she was always going to say no.

"Three of Pentacles." collaboration, community, singular voices waiting to harmonize. Lilia REACHES THROUGH TIME and MAKES herself join Agatha. How fucking heartwrenching is that???? Agatha never tricked Lilia into doing anything. Lilia is sitting at the tarot table in her Glinda costume, for the first time fully confident and fully aware in her power, and she just - she grabs herself in the past and says, this is your family. this is your coven. you have chosen it. go and reclaim it. that is why Lilia follows them to the Road. not because Agatha is powerful, but because Lilia is.

and present Lilia is just so scared. she knows this is going to kill her.

FUCK I love this show so much!

(and a quick shoutout to @sapphicjew, I'm loving your commentary!)

go to episode 2 part 3

[ultravioletqueen]

I want to share this idea that came to me while listening to Epic the Musical while thinking about Twisted Wonderland!

Imagine certain twisted wonderland characters with a male reader as Telemachus of Ithaca.

Telemachus!reader is cheerful, brave, kind, and temperamental, with a thirst for adventure and a great love for his family. He comes from the island of Ithaca and is heir to the throne of the kingdom of the same name.

I imagine Telemachus!reader is more likely to end up at Royal Sword Academy than Night Raven College for obvious reasons, but I imagine he could still interact with some of the characters for political reasons in other kingdoms.

Imagine Telemachus!reader being Leona's friend thanks to family connections! Leona being the black cat while Telemachus!reader being a freaking golden retriever.

Leona and reader probably knew each other from a very young age through business dealings with the Ithaca royal family in Sunset Savanah and vice versa, remaining friends from childhood through adulthood.

Telemachus!reader wants to push Leona to give his all because "if he doesn't graduate, how can he expect to be able to help him with his kingdom when he needs it!?" And while Leona normally doesn't take him seriously, he also cares about Telemachus!reader and his mother. He's seen how suitors are with the maids and with Telemachus!reader. He won't admit it, but he would turn the suitors into sand if they dared to touch a hair on his friend (and future husband, but he doesn't know that) and his mother (aka the woman who gave him more maternal affection than his own mother growing up).

Their favorite activity to do together is probably fighting each other using spears/swords or their bare hands. Leona has been defeated more times than he'd like to admit, and Telemachus!reader enjoyed every second of it.

GOD, IMAGINE LEONA WHEN SHE FINDS OUT ABOUT THE MASSACRE OF THE SUITORS. The guy swore he was going to get gray hair when he received the news that the Prince of Ithaca, along with his father (the king who disappeared 20 years ago), murdered the 108 suitors after discovering them plotting the death of the royal family.

Leona goes FULL SPEED AHEAD to check if Telemachus!reader is okay, and he is! But he also reeks of blood, and the castle is painted red with the blood of the suitors. he probably kicked the corpse of some suitor he didn't like (I mean, everyone), and he congratulated Telemachus!reader for finally getting rid of the pests infesting the palace of Ithaca.

Obviously, due to the massacre and the PASSIONATE reunion between the king and queen of Ithaca, Telemachus!reader can't sleep in the palace for a few days, so he stays with Leona for a while, causing everyone in Savanaclaw to question Leona's heterosexuality when they see how close he is to the young prince of Ithaca (spoiler:his heterosexuality never existed; lions often show homosexuality). But he doesn't care and doesn't let anyone mess with Telemachus!reader the whole time he stays in Savanaclaw.

If we're already at the stage where they're a couple, I'd say they're very balanced. Leona wants Telemachus!reader to be more assertive and unafraid of seeking out the adventures he craves. he's even willing to accompany him if he goes somewhere particularly dangerous (he complains all the time but never leaves his man alone).

Telemachus!reader, as I said before, wants to help Leona give his all, whether at school or in matters related to Sunset Savannah, because he believes in him and knows he can do more. he's like his personal cheerleader with a phenomenal singing voice.

SPEAKING OF SINGING, Telemachus!reader has a beautiful voice! He probably only sings for his parents and his lover, so Leona is one lucky bastard who gets to enjoy this angel's voice whenever she wants.

Leona has a complicated relationship with Argos, honestly. On one hand, he doesn't like the fact that he's monopolizing his boyfriend's attention by simply existing around him, but he also understands that the dog always came before him.

Over time, he learns to love the old boney guy (that's what he calls him) when he sees his unwavering loyalty. He's also a great naptime companion, so the dog is fine with him.

BONUS: Telemachus!reader's father wasn't very convinced of the relationship between these two because he thought that Leona was only in a relationship with his son to be able to be on the throne (since Leona is not the heir it makes sense that he wants to seek to be king in another monarchy) and tried to give him the shovel talk, but after a sincere talk with Telemachus!reader's mother he was able to see that although Leona is a complicated person with complicated feelings, he genuinely loves his son and would continue to love him if he weren't the heir to the throne of Ithaca, let's say that this was enough to calm Telemachus!reader's father and access his hand in marriage in the future.

Kalim is another interesting case! Since he's practically a second Epic Telemachus, these two are cut from the same cloth. 😅

Kalim loves Telemachus!reader's company and is always welcome to his parties in Scarabia when he feels things are getting too difficult at the Ithaca palace. This only motivates Kalim to throw a BIGGER party to cheer his friend up!

Despite being cheerful, Kalim is NOT ignorant. He knows that Telemachus!reader and his mother are in potential danger at the palace because of the impatient and dangerous suitors. He still remembers when he met Telemachus!reader on a diplomatic mission to Sage Island, and he was covered in bruises because one of the suitors had started a fight by insulting the Queen of Ithaca.

Kalim knows that he can't do much more than be a shoulder to cry on for Telemachus!reader and a confidant but that doesn't mean that he doesn't try to help the royal family in other ways, such as sending "requests" to the queen of Ithaca to make a new rug for Scarabia's bedroom and thus delay the selection of suitors or calling Telemachus!reader at least once a month to come to one of his parties so that he can relax for a while.

AY MAMITA KALIM ALMOST LOSES HIS MIND WHEN JAMIL BROUGHT HIM THE NEWS OF THE ITHACA MASSACRE

Kalim was worried sick for his friend's (and crush's) safety, but he made a surprised Pikachu face when he found out that Telemachus!reader had helped in the massacre and that his father (the king they thought was dead) had returned home and gotten rid of those pigs after hearing them plan to murder the prince and force his way into the queen. It took the poor guy a few minutes to process so much information at once.

It would be very difficult for Kalim to get through the castle, not only because of the lairs but also because the whole place is full of corpses, and he doesn't want to bother the cleaners by making more of a mess than there already is (he probably throws up several times on the way to Telemachus! Reader's room). But when he arrives and sees that his friend is okay, he cries with relief that he actually participated in the massacre and wasn't a victim of it.

Kalim obviously lets Telemachus! Reader stay in Scarabia while they clean the palace (and while his parents are reunited) and throws a big party for him. Even Jamil is happy for Telemachus! Reader to have his father back and that the suitors will never bother him again.

When they become a couple, they both want to seek adventures (much to Jamil's and the Queen of Ithaca's stress), but they both also recognize that they don't yet have the experience or maturity necessary for it, so they agree to wait a few years to be able to travel and seek adventures, while they enjoy their youth.

Kalim wants to hear all the stories Telemachus!Reader knows about his family! From his father's deeds to all the challenges his mother was able to overcome using her wits, these stories make Kalim deeply respect Telemachus!Reader's parents, and he constantly seeks their approval (he doesn't know he already has it).

BOTH BEING MUSICAL PARTNERS, OH MY GOD

Kalim wants to show off his boyfriend's voice at his parties! But he obviously understands if it's something he only does with him and his family. In fact, it makes him feel even happier and luckier since he's part of the select group of people who have heard Telemachus!Reader sing, in addition to sharing other activities like playing instruments or dancing.

Kalim LOVES Argos, whenever he visits the Ithaca family apart from bringing gifts for Telemachus!reader and his mother he also brings gifts for Ithaca's best guardian! toys, dog beds and food of the best quality for the veteran canine, even with all his enthusiasm Kalim always tries to be gentle with him knowing that he is an old and fragile dog but that does not take away the fun of playing with him until both get tired.

BONUS: Kalim has taken Telemachus! reader for a ride on the magic carpet several times, they have explored Sage Island and Ithaca Island at least a dozen times but it never gets boring since they both always have something new to see or a new detail to find, in fact it was on one of these dates that Telemachus! reader sang for Kalim for the first time and he got so excited that they almost crashed into one of the palace walls by not paying attention to the road, it is his favorite anecdote😅

MALLEUS, oh Malleus, is a GREAT GAME for this little prince.

Their dynamic is basically the dragon falling in love with the knight/prince. Malleus becomes a lost puppy when he's with the young prince, and he's always more than happy to have the fairy dragon's company.

I imagine Malleus initially had no interest in Ithaca Island. The only reason he might want to go would be because he respected the queen and wanted to offer an alliance with Ithaca (his grandmother couldn't go and sent him instead) and Briar Valley. However, he didn't expect to meet the cheerful crown prince, who wasn't afraid to face more than 100 suitors to protect his mother's honor. That's what hooked him on the prince in the first place.

But what made Malleus truly fall in love with the young prince was his noble and heroic heart, he was not an arrogant or disrespectful prince as Malleus expected, this sealed the deal for him sincerely.

Their friendship is hilarious, with Telemachus!reader being someone impulsive and jumping straight into confrontation, and Malleus being his intimidating shadow in front of the suitors. As long as Malleus is with him, no one will hurt him, and he's both grateful and a little disappointed that he had to resort to another prince to be respected among the suitors.

Telemachus!reader tries to convince his mother that Malleus isn't as bad as he seems, but it's confirmed only by seeing their interactions. How the Ithacan prince has the Draconia wrapped around his finger and that he keeps playing with a pet Tamagotchi was more than plausible proof that this guy didn't have a bad bone in his body.

Speaking of pets, I feel like Malleus would like to play with Argos, he tries to be gentle with the dog knowing that he is old but he really enjoys it when the dog greets him with such joy when he sees him.

MALLEUS GOES INTO BERSERK MODE WHEN HE LEARNS OF THE ITHACA MASSACRE. It doesn't matter if he teleports or if someone has to take him there, but his priority is to get to Telemachus!reader NOW.

After all the commotion, Malleus is extremely relieved to see his friend completely unharmed, even if he is covered in blood. He tries not to ask too many questions about the massacre other than what happened to start it. When Telemachus!reader explains that he helped his father kill them all, he is quite surprised, but he can easily understand it when he hears the suitors' intentions (which were honestly always very obvious). He may offer his help to get rid of the bodies, but Telemachus!reader states that offering a place to stay for a few days until everything calms down is enough.

Malleus is more than happy to have his prince in diasomnia. He's also happy to see that he gets along well with Lilia (who already senses there's something going on between them), Silver, and Sebek, although part of him already expected it, seeing that Telemachus!reader really wants to make friends and that his aura generally attracts people.

Their relationship as a couple is super sweet and tender. Ironically, Telemachus!reader is the one who takes the lead in the relationship, but Malleus is the one who keeps his boyfriend from getting into trouble because of his temper issues. It's like watching a Doberman keep an eye on a Chihuahua.

Obviously, Malleus trusts his boyfriend's abilities and even blushes when Telemachus!reader is the one protecting him instead of the other way around (especially after chapter 7). He reminds him that this beautiful prince will always protect him too, and makes him feel so, SO loved.

Malleus is more than willing to accompany Telemachus!reader on adventures. Now that he doesn't have so much pressure from being king, he can enjoy his youth more and would be super happy at the idea of ​​going on adventures with his boyfriend (and later future fiancé/husband).

BONUS:Malleus would be willing to ask Telemachus!reader's parents for their blessing to ask for his hand in marriage. Even if he has to face some challenge, he is willing to fight for her love. Although, to his surprise, both of his boyfriend's parents approve and are more than willing to unite both kingdoms to see their son happy. It was a very emotional day for Malleus and Telemachus!reader.

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¡Quiero compartir esta idea que se me ocurrió escuchando epic the musical mientras pensaba en twisted wonderland!

Imaginen a los personajes de twisted wonderland con un lector masculino como telemaco de ithaca

Telemaco!lector es alegre, valiente, amable y temperamental, con mucha sed de aventura y un gran amor a su familia, proviene de la isla de Ithaca y es heredero al trono del reino con el mismo nombre.

La verdad me imagino que Telemaco!lector tiene más probabilidades de quedar en Royal Sword Academy que en Night Raven College por obvias razones, pero me imagino que todavía podría interactuar con algunos de los personajes por razones políticas de otros reinos.

Imaginen a Telemaco!lector siendo amigo de Leona gracias a las conexiones entre familias! Leona siendo el gato negro mientras que Telemaco!lector siendo un maldito golden retriever.

Probablemente Leona y lector se conozcan desde muy jóvenes por negocios de la familia real de Ithaca en Sunset Savanah y viceversa, siendo amigos desde que son niños pequeños hasta su adultez.

Telemaco!lector quiere impulsar a Leona a dar todo de sí porque "si no se llega a graduar como espera poder ayudarlo con su reino cuando lo necesite!?", y si bien normalmente Leona no se lo toma en serio el también se preocupa por Telemaco!lector y la madre de este, el ha visto como son los pretendientes con las criadas y con Telemaco!lector, no lo admite pero el convertiría a los pretendientes en arena si es que se atreven a tocarle un pelo a su amigo(y futuro esposo pero eso no lo sabe) y a su madre(aka la mujer que le dio más afecto materno que su propia madre mientras crecia).

Su actividad favorita para hacer juntos Probablemente sea pelear entre sí usando lanzas/espadas o sus propias manos, Leona ha sido derrotado más veces de las que le gustaría admitir y Telemaco!lector gozo cada segundo de eso.

DIOS IMAGINEN A LEONA CUANDO SE ENTERE DE LA MASACRE DE LOS PRETENDIENTES, el tipo juraba que le iban a salir canas cuando recibió la noticia de que el príncipe de Ithaca junto a su padre(el rey desaparecido hace 20 años) asesinaron a los 108 pretendientes al descubrirlos planeando la muerte de la familia real.

Leona va A TODA VELOCIDAD a verificar si Telemachus!reader esta bien, ¡y lo está! Pero también apesta a sangre y el castillo está pintado de rojo con la sangre de los pretendientes, probablemente pateo el cadaver de algún pretendiente que le caía mal(osea todos) y felicito a Telemachus!reader por finalmente deshacerse de las plagas que infestaban el palacio de Ithaca.

Obviamente debido la masacre y el APASIONADO reencuentro entre el rey y la reina de ithaca Telemaco!lector no puede dormir en el palacio por unos días así que se queda con Leona un tiempo, haciendo que todos en savanaclaw cuestionen la heterosexualidad de Leona al ver lo cercano que es con el joven principe de Ithaca(spoiler:nunca hubo heterosexualidad, literalmente los leones llegan a ser homosexuales) pero a el no le importa y no deja que nadie se meta con Telemaco!lector el tiempo que se queda en savanaclaw.

Leona tiene una relación complicada con Argos sinceramente, por un lado no le gusta que acapare la atención de su novio simplemente existiendo cerca suyo pero también entiende que el perro siempre estuvo antes que el.

con el tiempoque aprende a querer al viejo huesudo(así es como lo llama) al ver su lealtad inquebrantable, aparte de que es un gran compañero para siestas así que si el perro está bien para el.

Si ya vamos a la etapa en la que son pareja diría que son muy balanceados, Leona quiere que Telemaco!lector sea más asertivo y que no tenga miedo de ir a buscar las aventuras que tanto quiere, incluso esta dispuesto a acompañarlo si va a algún lugar especialmente peligroso(se queja todo el rato pero no deja a su hombre solo en ningún momento).

Telemachus!reader como dije antes quiere ayudad a Leona a dar todo de sí mismo ya sea en la escuela o en asuntos de Sunset Savannah, ya que cree en el y sabe que puede dar más de sí mismo, es como su porrista personal con una voz de canto fenomenal.

HABLANDO DE CANTAR, ¡Telemaco!lector tiene una voz bellísima! Probablemente solo canta para sus padres y su amante así que Leona es un bastardo suertudo que puede disfrutar de la voz de este ángel cuando quiera.

BONUS:el padre de Telemaco!lector no estuvo muy convencido de la relación entre estos dos porque pensaba que Leona solo estaba en una relación con su hijo para poder estar al trono(al Leona no ser el heredero tiene sentido que quiera buscar ser rey en otra monarquía) y trató de darle la charla de la pala, pero después de una sincera charla con la madre de Telemaco!lector pudo ver que si bien Leona es una persona complicada con sentimientos complicados el genuinamente ama a su hijo y lo seguiria amando si no fuera el heredero al trono de Ithaca, digamos que esto fue suficiente para calmar al padre de Telemaco!lector y acceder a su mano en matrimonio en el futuro.

¡Kalim es otro caso interesante! Ya que es prácticamente un segundo telemaco de epic, estos dos salieron del mismo molde😅

Kalim adora la compañía de Telemaco!lector y siempre es bienvenido a sus fiestas en scarabia cuando siente que las cosas son demasiado difíciles en el palacio de Ithaca, ¡eso solo motiva a Kalim a hacer una fiesta MAS GRANDE para animar a su amigo!

Pese a ser alegre Kalim NO es ignorante, sabe que Telemaco!lector y su madre corren potencial peligro en el palacio por culpa de los pretendientes impacientes y peligrosos, todavía recuerda cuando se encontró a Telemaco!lector en una misión diplomatica en sage island y este estaba cubierto de moretones por culpa de uno de los pretendientes que había iniciado una pelea al insultar a la reina de Ithaca.

Kalim sabe que no puede hacer mucho más que ser un hombro para llorar para Telemaco!lector y un confidente pero eso no significa que no intente ayudar a la familia real de otras formas, como enviarle "pedidos" a la reina de Ithaca para hacerle una nueva alfombra para el dormitorio de scarabia y así se retrasa más la selección de pretendientes o llamar aunque sea una vez al mes a Telemaco!lector para que vaya a alguna fiesta suya para que se pueda relajar un rato.

AY MAMITA KALIM CASI PIERDE LA CABEZA CUANDO JAMIL LE DA LAS NOTICIAS DE LA MASACRE DE ITHACA

Kalim estaba preocupado hasta la medula por la seguridad de su amigo(y crush) pero puso cara de pikachu sorprendido cuando se entero que Telemaco!lector había ayudado en la masacre y que su padre(el rey que creían Muerto) había vuelto a casa y se deshizo de esos cerdos al oírlos planear asesinar al príncipe y forzar a la reina, el pobre necesito unos minutos para procesar tanta información de golpe😅

Le sería muy difícil a Kalim pasar por el castillo no solo por los guaridas sino también porque todo el lugar está repleto de cadaveres y no quiere molestar mas a los de limpieza haciendomas desastre del que ya hay(probablemente vomita varias veces en el camino hacia el cuarto de telemaco!lector), pero cuando llega y ve que su amigo está bien llora de alivio de que en realidad si haya participado en la masacre y no haya sido víctima de esta.

Kalim obviamente deja que Telemaco!lector se quede en scarabia en lo que limpian el palacio(y en lo que sus padres se reencuentran) y hace una gran fiesta por el, incluso Jamil esta feliz por Telemaco!lector al tener a su padre de vuelta y que los pretendientes no le volverán a molestar nunca más.

Cuando ya son pareja ambos quieren buscar aventuras(para el estrés de Jamil y la reina de ithaca) pero ambos también reconocen que todavía no tienen la experiencia o la madurez necesaria para ello, por lo que quedan en que esperaran unos años para poder viajar y buscar aventuras, mientras tanto ellos disfrutan de su juventud.

¡Kalim quiere escuchar todas las historias que lector sabe de su familia! Desde las hazañas de su padre hasta todos los desafíos que su madre pudo superar usando su ingenio, estas historias hacen que Kalim respete muchísimo a los padres de lector y busca su aprobación constantemente(el no sabe que ya la tiene).

AMBOS SIENDO COMPAÑEROS MUSICALES DIOS MIOOOO

¡Kalim quiere presumir la voz de su novio en sus fiestas! Pero obviamente entiende si es algo que solo hace con el y su familia, de hecho hace que se sienta aún más feliz y afortunado ya que es parte del selecto grupo de gente que ha oído a reader cantar, aparte de que comparten otras actividades como tocar instrumentos o bailar.

Kalim ADORA a Argos, siempre que visita a la familia de ithaca aparte de traer regalos para Telemaco!lector y su madre ¡también trae regalos para el mejor guardián de Ithaca! juguetes, camas para perro y comida de la mejor calidad para el canino veterano, aun con todo su entusiasmo Kalim siempre trata de ser gentil con el sabiendo que es un perro viejo y frágil pero eso no quita la diversión de jugar con el hasta que ambos se cansen.

BONUS:Kalim ha llevado a Telemaco!lector a pasear en la alfombra mágica varias veces, han explorado sage island y la isla de ithaca aunque sea una docena de veces pero nunca se vuelve aburrido ya que ambos siempre tienen algo nuevo que ver o un nuevo detalle que encontrar, de hecho fue en una de estas citas en la que Telemaco!lector canto para Kalim por primera vez y este se puso tan emocionado que casi chocan con una de las murallas del palacio al no prestar atención al camino, es su anécdota favorita😅

MALLEUS,oh malleus es un PARTIDAZO para este princeso.

Su dinámica es básicamente el dragón que se enamora del caballero/príncipe, Malleus se vuelve un cachorro perdido cuando esa con el joven príncipe y este siempre esta más que feliz de tener la compañía del hada dragón.

Me imagino que en un inicio Malleus no tenía interés en la isla de Ithaca, la única razón por la que podría querer ir seria porque el respetaba a la reina y querría ofrecer una alianza con ithaca(su abuela no podía ir y lo envío en su lugar) con briar valley, sin embargo no esperaba conocer al risueño príncipe heredero que no tenía miedo de enfrentarse a más de 100 pretendientes con tal de proteger el honor de su madre, eso fue lo que lo engancho con el príncipe en primer lugar.

Pero lo que hizo que Malleus realmente quedara prendado del joven príncipe fue su corazón noble y heroico, no era un príncipe arrogante o irrespetuoso como malleus esperaba, esto cerró el trato para el sinceramente.

Su amistad es divertidisima, siendo Telemaco!lector alguien impulsivo que salta directo a la confrontación y Malleus siendo su sombra intimidante ante los pretendientes, siempre y cuando malleus este con el nadie le hará daño y esta entre agradecido y un poco decepcionado de que haya tenido que recurrir a otro príncipe para ser respetado entre los pretendientes😅

Lector trata de convencer a su madre de que Malleus no es tan malo como parece, pero se confirma solo al ver sus interacciones y como el príncipe ithacano tiene al Draconia envuelto alrededor de su dedo y que este sigue jugando con un tamagochi como mascota fue prueba más que plausible que este tipo no tenía ni un hueso malo en su cuerpo.

Hablando de mascotas, siento que malleus le gustaría jugar con Argos, trata de ser delicado con el perro sabiendo que esta anciano pero realmente disfruta cuando el perro lo recibe con tanta alegría cuando lo ve.

MALLEUS SE PONE MODO BERSERK CUANDO SE ENTERA DE LA MASACRE DE ITHACA no importa si se teletransporta o si alguien lo tiene que llevar pero su prioridad es llegar a Telemaco!lector AHORA.

Después de toda la conmocion Malleus esta sumamente aliviado de ver a su amigo totalmente ileso aún si está manchado de sangre, trata de no hacer muchas preguntas respecto a la matanza aparte de que fue lo que ocurrió para que empezará, y cuando Telemaco!lector le explica que ayudo a su padre a matarlos a todos quedo bastante sorprendido pero fácilmente pudo entenderlo al oír las intenciones de los pretendientes(que sinceramente siempre fueron muy obvias) y puede que ofrezca su ayuda para deshacerse de los cuerpos pero Telemaco!lector afirmó que con ofrecer un lugar donde pasar unos días hasta que todo se calme es suficiente.

Malleus esta más que feliz de tener a su príncipe en diasomnia, también se alegra al ver que este se lleva bien con Lilia(que ya siente que hay algo entre los dos), Silver y Sebek, aunque parte de el ya se lo esperaba al ver que Telemaco!lector realmente quiere hacer amigos y que su aura en general atrae a las personas.

Su relación como pareja es super dulce y tierna, irónicamente es Telemaco!lector quien lleva la delantera en la relación pero Malleus es quien evita que su novio se meta en problemas por sus problemas con su temperamento, es como ver un doberman vigilando a un chihuahua😂

Obviamente malleus confía en las habilidades de su novio y hasta se sonroja cuando lector es quien lo protege en vez de ser al revés(especialmente después del capítulo 7), le recuerda que este hermoso príncipe siempre lo protegerá también y lo hace sentir tan, TAN amado😭

Malleus esta más que dispuesto a acompañar a Telemaco!lector a aventuras, ahora que no tiene tanta presión con ser rey el puede disfrutar más su juventud y estaria super feliz ante la idea de ir de aventuras con su novio(y más tarde futuro prometido/esposo).

BONUS:

Malleus estaría dispuesto a pedirle su bendición a los padres de lector para pedir su mano en matrimonio, incluso si tiene que hacer algún reto esta dispuesto a pelear por su amor, aunque para su sorpresa ambos padres de su novio lo aprueban y están más que dispuestos a unir ambos reinos con tal de ver a su hijo feliz, fue un día muy emotivo para malleus y lector.