#Not tagging that girl cause I forgot her name and don't really care

[pixie-mask]

This issue is so weird and just an odd sort of treat cause it's just an odd Captain Boomerang solo adventure. But either way I love this little confrontation.

The bit of hurt Boomer shows, then the clear pain and frustration Owen shows in the panel right before just cuts to the core o Own's problems.

But I just love how Boomer's retort is punctuated by that expression. He's looking at a young man that's his son whose pissed at him for things out of either of their control. Yeah he might have been hurt a little in the early part of Owen's rant but he's otherwise unimpressed. He’s been through this himself with the difference being that Boomer was abandoned by his father as opposed to Owen whom Boomer didn’t even know existed.

But also Owen is fucked up. He set up a convention to kill a shit ton of arms dealers, killed (as for this issues) a good friend of Boomer's and has been treating him like shit from the get go. That's not to even mention about how he tried to kill him starting in the next panel.

Like I have limited knowledge, but I know this is a different version of Owen Mercer and that he and the relationship between him and Boomer is very different, but still I kind of like this.

Edit: I am just now realizing that I forgot a damn panel🤦🏽‍♀️ Added the panel

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4) Avoid Responsibility

I FORGOT TO POST THIS LAST NIGHT IM SORRY YALL

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Chapter 4) This Son of a Boltund

PREVIOUSLY

"As punishment for today's infractions, Yuu, Ace, and Grim are all hereby ordered to wash a hundred windows!" Crowley declared with a glare, "you will all meet in the cafeteria after your classes. Are we clear?" "Yes sir."

NOW. . .

Yuu, Grim, and Agent stood in the cafeteria waiting for Ace to arrive so they could get this punishment over with. "I'm already exhausted from a full day of cleanin'. I can't believe we still gotta wash a hundred windows!" Grim complained while laying on of of the tables. "Well, it is yours and Ace's fault that we're in this mess, so suck it up and try to learn from the experience." They said to him while searching through their back before their eyes widened, "it is in here!" They yelled taking out a box that Agent recognized.

"Mmmm, what's bugging me is that Ace ain't even here yet!" His attention was then grabbed by the object in the trainer's hand. "What is that?" He asked standing up to get a better look at the box. "It's my pokebox, it lets me switch out what Pokémon are on my team, usually I can access it through my rotom phone but I guess it got disconnected when we were brought into this world." They said with a grin, "Agent you wanna see Cinder?" They asked teasingly to their starter. The Inteleon nodded "Teleon!"

Yuu grins and takes out Snom's pokeball from their belt as they set the box onto the table allowing the little stand to come out. They placed Snom's pokeball on the stand and took out their Rotom Phone to scroll through their boxes before choosing Cinder. The box sucked Snom's pokeball inside and released Cinder's, Yuu grins putting the box back in their bag, "Alright Cinder, come on out!" They said throwing the ball into the air, a bipedal, white, rabbit-looking pokemon materialized from the white light. "Cinderace!" It yelled with a smile.

"Cinder, welcome back girl!" Yuu said giving their Cinderace a hug which she happily returned before looking around and spotting her mate "race!" She yelled letting go of her trainer before hugging Agent.

Yuu let the two Pokemon catch up to eachother and looked around realizing that Ace still wasn't there yet. "Alright, where is that dumb ginger? It's been at least half an hour since their classes released." They said annoyed, Grim nodded in agreement "he's super late! I bet he up and bailed on us!" Yuu sighed, "it's possible," they mumbled pinching the bridge of their nose before exhaling. "Let's go look for him Grim."

"Ain't no way am I doin' his punishment!" Grim agreed "I don't care if we gotta drag him kickin' and screamin', he's washin' those windows!" He yelled before the two of them went off, Agent and Cinder following behind them. When they got to Ace's classroom Grim ran in yelling, "hey Ace! get over here! Try to hide from me, will ya!" Only to pause seeing the room empty aside from a painting. "Huh...Maybe there's really no one here?" He asked looking behind the desks.

"Oh, I wouldn't say that. I'm here." The painting spoke up causing Grim to freak out, "bwaaah! That painting just talked!" He said looking to Yuu to make sure he wasn't crazy. Yuu nods "yes, and? Is a talking painting really such an oddity at this school? The lady in the portrait on the that wall talks too. As does the gentleman in the portrait on this one. As long as a painting has a mouth, why shouldn't it be able it talk! Is that really so strange?" The painting asked, Yuu shook their head, "compared to other things I've seen in my world, it's not odd." They mumbled "do you know where a student named Ace Trappola is?"

"Ah, I know the one. A new student I believe? Today was his first day at school. I think he went back to his dorm a while ago." The painting explained making Yuu scowl, "that son of a Boltund." They said beffore thanking the painting and leaving to the dorms with Grim and their pokemon. "Agent, Cinder, go make sure he doesn't get out of this." Yuu commanded their pokemon, the two nodded and ran ahead to the Hall of Mirrors.

When the two pokemon arrived Ace was complaining, "yeah right, like I'm gonna wash a hundred windows. I'm just gonna go back and—" he was hit on the back of  his head with a rock kicked by Cinder. "Cinderace!" She yelled pointing at him angrily. "Great job girl," Yuu said after catching up with Grim in toe. "Crap they saw me!" Ace said before Growled, "stop right there pal! No fair gettin' a head start! Wait!" He yelled, "who in their right mind would ever wait?! See ya!" Ace yelled as he ran towards Heartslabyul's mirror.

"No way are you gettin' out of this! You think I wanna wash windows?! Yuu get your pokemon to do something!" Grim yelled at the trainer, all this alerted a blue haired boy standing by the Heartslabyul mirror "hm?" He asked turning to see Ace running at him, "outta my way!" He yelled, "hey what gives?!" The boy yelled in response. "Please stop him, he's shirking his cleaning responsibilities!" Yuu yelled for help, the boy looked shocked.

"What? That's not right! But how do I stop him? Like, freeze his legs? Or bind them with a rope? Or maybe I could. . .hmm. . .no. . ." He mumbled before Grim yelled, "I don't care how! Just do something! Anything!" "Anything?! Anything, huh. . . All right! Here goes anything! I summon thee. . . Something heavy!" He yelled pointing his magic pen at Ace. A cauldron appeared out of thin air and fell right on top of Ace.

Ace and the boy, who Yuu now knew as Deuce began to argue with one another causing them to become distracted before Agent noticed something, "Inteleon." He said to his trainer making their eyes widen, "he ran away?!" They yelled and left the mirror hall to see Grim running down Main Street "haha I'll let you two handle the rest! Bye bye!" He yelled as he ran.

"You caught me so you could run away yourself?!" Ace yelled at the cat, "hey you there! Uh...Juice?" "My name isn't "Juice." It's Deuce! With a D!" Deuce replylied with a glare, "this is partially your responsibility you know! So help me catch that little furball!" "How is this my responsibility?!" "Grim's useless janitor friend can't use magic, that means this is up to you and me!" And with that the two boys began to chase after the fire cat.

TO BE CONTINUED

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Woo boy we're almost caught up with my Demon Slayer fic!

Word Count: 1121

Published: April 29th, 2024

Edited: n/a

[serodev]

Reader who got turned into a child and the pillars are taking care of them?? Reader also forgot what happened so they are shocked to see the pillars stunned 😭

— can i be ☁️ annon ? :D

Warnings: None

Pairing: Shinobu, Gyomei, Uzui & gn!reader

Note(s): I don't usually give tags to my named Nonnies because I want to keep my blog as simple as possible, but I might as well just throw that "rule" down the drain! You didn't pick any pillars, so I hope you don't mind that I did it for you.

Shinobu

» Shinobu was called in the second others noticed that you had turned into a child because she was the best doctor, and people hoped to find the reason behind this happening.

» However, she didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. You just turned into a child, and that was it. You were otherwise perfectly healthy, although a bit scared because of the people around you.

» Shinobu decided to take you under her wing to keep an eye on you and to take care of you because she was going to stay at the Butterfly Mansion either way, and it was the safest environment for you to grow up in.

» While Shinobu isn't the best mother a child could ask for, she still does her best to keep you happy until you turn back into your previous age.

Gyomei

» People knew that Gyomei had taken care of orphans before he became a pillar, so it was more than understandable why they wanted him to take care of you when they found out about your so-called transformation.

» Gyomei knew something about you before this, so he knew how to act around you, and it didn't take long at all for you to feel comfortable around him.

» Taking care of you made him feel really nostalgic because it had been years since he last got to do this, so it brought tears into his eyes to hear you waddle around in the room you two were staying in.

» If and when you turned back into your previous age, the first thing he asks from you is if you remember anything about the time you were a child. He wanted to make sure that you weren't feeling ill or anything because of the transformation.

Uzui

» The only reason why Uzui was called into the scene was that people knew he had wives, and they hoped that they (and Uzui, of course) could take care of you while you were in child's form.

» You actually cried the first time you saw him because his sheer size and energy made you feel scared, but it soon turned into a laugh when you noticed Makio hitting the back of Uzui's head, making the sound pillar hiss quietly in pain.

» It didn't take too long for you to warm up to Uzui, thanks to his wives, but you still preferred to spend time with the girls instead because they were much gentler with you than what Uzui was.

» Uzui didn't leave you alone for the first few days when you turn back into your original age because he was really interested about what could've caused this in the first place.

Author's note: I hope you enjoyed these headcanons! It's nice to see people request platonic things as well because it doesn't always have to be about love!

[its-me-im-coraline]

Amalfi Nights // Victoria De Angelis

words // 2766, SHOCK!

warnings // smut, pretty vanilla, softdom!vic, servicetop!vic, praise, kind of fluffy smut

pairing // Victoria De Angelis x F!Reader author's note // if you want to be on the tag list let me know. as far as i gathered the request was about female reader so i did that, i can def change it to gn pronouns but unfortunately don't know how exactly i can make detailed smut entirely gn so i am sorry for that. anyways, i hope you enjoyed it, my smut skills feel rusty but it was nice writing some smut again

request // yes, here

summary // Reader and Victoria are for vacantion in Amalfi. After a candle-lit dinner at the restaurant, after a long day of swimming and sumbathing, Victoria just wants to show you her love.

(i forgot i changed the setting)

It was not unusual for the bassist to overwork herself. Sometimes she did not even realise what she was doing, she just worked mechanically writing, playing… She would ignore everyone and everything that was not her job, as if in some kind of tance that only allowed her to focus on one and only one thing.

The one that was truly affected by that - other than her of course - was her wonderful lover. Y/N had the patience of a saint, in the words of Damiano, being the only one truly able to deal with Victoria’s stubbornness. Some would call it patience, others call it tolerance, others name it thriftiness, Y/N simply calls it love. There was a lot of love targeted at the blonde woman, a love that made her lover unable to just let her push herself to the limit, no matter what she did.

As the ‘thrifty’ characterization indicates, Y/N almost always -with the exception of very few occasions when Victoria had some pretty compelling arguments- found a way to pull her out of that. Usually it was the plain promise of cuddles and kisses, maybe even sex would lure her out of her tiring working cycle, but this time nothing seemed to work. Y/N had to be really inventive this time and luckily it was something possible.

The plan went as such: a vacation at Amalfi, just for a weekend. You just put Victoria in the car and go. Nothing can go wrong. It seemed like a fool-proof plan, and truly it was. It happened to be fairly easy to convince Vic to get in the car. “Just get in or I’ll spend the weekend in Amalfi alone, no phone calls, no pictures. Nothing.” As always, compelling.

It seemed to be the girl’s weakness; Y/N. By the simple threat of not seeing her lover for a weekend, not getting any of the beautiful photos she was sure there would be, Victoria was ready to even teleport to the coast if possible.

Trouble started one Victoria sat herself in that car. From the first moment, when she opened the door, her insatiability was clear. “How long does it take to get there?” “Are we there yet?” “How much longer until we are there?” “When will we stop?” “Let me drive.” “I don’t even need the break.” This is how the entire three and a half hour trip went, with Victoria whining, complaining and asking to drive. It was worse than having a five year old but Y/N would never have it any other way.

Arriving there was a breath of fresh air. The blonde finally stopped asking questions and talking and her partner got the chance to enjoy some peace. It was truly beautiful. The sea, the mountains, the houses and even the hidden buildings, it seemed like out of a fairy tale, Y/N wasting no time expressing that thought. Victoria, being a few meters away, basking in the scenery, responded swiftly by walking back to her lover, leaving kisses up her face. “It’s only so beautiful because I have you here.”

Oh that sweet talk of hers, enough to make anyone melt, melt to their knees and beg for her love. Y/N felt helpless around her girlfriend, not in a bad way, although it could certainly be dangerous, but in a way of… being drunk, drunk in love, drunk by her beauty, by her personality. It was never about her looks and always about how Victoria could always lift the girl off her feet with only her words. She’d feel like she’s floating every time they are together, floating in the most beautiful dream.

The day passed by smoothly, the pair spending it under the sun and into the sea, they only stopped when the sun seemed to be setting. She might have not known how to show it exactly but Victoria was extremely thankful for the partner she had, knowing the lengths the other woman would go for her. She thought of the best way to show her just that, maybe with some dinner, the atmosphere was utterly romantic; the Amalfi coast, sunset hour was nearing, she had her lover right there, and all the means to show her how she felt. So she moved on with the plan.

After arriving in the hotel, Vic rushed to get herself ready first, hoarding the bathroom, winning herself enough time to set up the dinner.

“I’ll be showering now,” called Y/N, “might take a while, I think I burned my shoulders a bit…”

“Don’t forget to get ready while you’re there. We need to be ready the soonest possible if we want to explore!”

Her girlfriend hummed in response, Victoria having an inner dance party -and feeling bad for it- before going down the lobby to arrange everything with the hotel. From Y/N’s favorite food, to her favorite wine and even favourite flowers, everything was set to perfection. It was done surprisingly fast, the blonde woman taking an active role in it, realising how last minute it was. By the time Y/N was showered, dressed and ‘fancied up’ her girlfriend had everything but the food set. But it was not of the utmost importance, knowing that they could wait for it a bit.

“Hey, babe, I’m dr- essed… What did you do?” She smiled, mesmerized by the view in front of her. The balcony of their hotel room was set like a dream. Flowers on the table, two glasses for wine and said wine next to the table. She wasn’t sure how to react to such action.

“I only wanted to thank you, amore. You do so much for me, caring for me, baring my stubbornness. For fuck’s sake you brought me here cause I’m over worked,” she breathed out the last few words, unable to speak properly before moving to her girlfriend to kiss her.

“I simply love you,” Victoria whispered against Y/N’s lips, moving her to her chair before occupying her own.

The whole dinner revolved around the two just exchanging glances and flirty words. “You're hot, delicious, you look scrumptious,” one of them would say, a hungry look on her face, the other blushing, almost jumping from her chair. It was torture to just sit so close yet so far away from each other.

“Just move closer to me, dolcessa,” breathed out Victoria, signaling for the other girl to move her chair closer. Y/N did not hesitate to obey her girlfriend’s suggestion, quickly shuffling herself next to Victoria.

“Bravo ragazza. You obey very well, amore.” If it had been possible for Y/N to keep any sinful thoughts at bay before everything went out the window immediately as the blonde opened her mouth. “It will be extremely useful after dinner is over. Mhm,” she paused, leaving kisses on her girlfriend’s neck, “I am thinking, second course?”

Everything after that moment was a blur. The pair did not even get the chance to finish their dinner before Victoria had dragged her lover inside the room and pinned her right next to the window. Her kisses were hot and sloppy but Y/N would be lying if she said she’s complaining. If anything this moment is all she’s been waiting for today. The blonde never stopped her ‘attack’, moving closer and closer to Y/N’s sweet spot, assaulting the spot with the lips, her teeth and her tongue, taking special care of it.

Her trail only lowered as she kept on kissing and leaving marks all over, hands on her partner’s waist, lips on the swell of her chest. “You know this shirt drives me crazy, dolcezza! Of course you do. That’s why you wore it, huh?” Y/N couldn’t speak, all ability to form words and sounds was taken away by her lover. “Speak to me amore, this isn’t the time to be naughty.”

“That’s why I wore it,” responded the helpless girl, slowly being undressed by her lover.

“Well, it’s a shame it’s going away, no?” And with that the shirt was removed entirely, leaving Y/N’s chest almost fully exposed to Victoria, her action did not waver, though. She kept her direction to the girl’s bottoms, kissing above the top of her pants before throwing a questioning look up. Y/N only nodded eagerly, giving Victoria the permission she needed to presume her actions, removing the pants without much thought or effort.

“It is not fair, Vic,” whined Y/N, eyes semi closed with the pleasure the other girl’s feathery touch around her body provided, “you are overdressed.”

“You’re right, puppy,” she responded, swiftly getting up, dropping a kiss and seductively moving towards the bed. “Why don’t you come and return the favor? I got so tired undressing you, now you’ll have to it for me,” she taunted, smirking evidently as she held her self up by her arms, legs semi open on the bed, eyes eye-fucking her lover already.

A little bit of encouragement was all Y/N to get a little confidence and take the lead a bit. “Tell me if you want me to stop,” she whispered in Victoria's ear and started copying her girlfriend’s previous actions.

Her hands were going everywhere, unsure of where to stay or whether they should stay still. Eventually they moved under her shirt, massaging her chest there, emitting a series of moans to leave Victoria’s mouth. “Too much fabric,” she mumbled on Vic’s skin, opting to remove said fabric, making all access so much easier and revealing the beautiful lingerie underneath.

“So pretty you are Victoria. What a beauty. I got lucky, now, didn’t I?” The focus shifted on the woman’s chest. Her nipples were poking through the bra, doing very little to cover anything, but the goal was never to hide.

“Work on my boobs, baby, go on,” encouraged Victoria after noticing Y/N’s hyperfixation on said body parts. “I know you love it.”

No thought occurred before the last girl did as told. Lips left kisses and marks all over Victoria’s chest, paying special attention to the line above her bra. Her hands moved swiftly behind Vic’s back, unclasping her bra, removing it and moving to attack her nipples. They were perky due to the breeze entering the room through the open balcony door but also from the arousal. Y/N loved to love them, always one of her favorite things to do in bed. She loved to suck on them, to kiss them, even lick around them or pop her in and out her mouth like cherries.

Y/N was not the only one to enjoy the attention she gave them. Victoria would be lying if she said she did not get wetter and wetter whenever her partner gave her nipples so much love. It was possibly the hottest view, to look at her from above, gazes aligned, such delicious noises released by both lovers; wet sounds and moans. The whole scene was beautifully pornographic, straight out of a movie, so theatrical but genuinely felt.

The lower girl decided on the next move without a warning, slowly moving her hand to move under Vic’s fancy shorts. The discovery there made her insane, and only then did she really get sure that her girlfriend had planned for this to happen. The lingerie set seemed complete, not that it mattered that much anymore, the panties got most likely slightly ruined by just how wet Victoria was. No prep was needed, not much effort at all, she was entirely ready for anything, a fact that made Y/N feel proud of her work so far. Without a word, one of her fingers started pumping in and out of the blonde. Such a wonderful scene, the delicious movements of them both, the divine moans the blonde let out… It was a plain dream that neither of them wanted to get out of. Everything just felt perfect, like an all time high, and maybe it was just that, a high, one that both found themselves in quite often.

“This,” began Victoria, struggling to speak between her moans and thrusts on Y/N’s fingers, “was supposed to be a thank you from me to you, cucciola. Agh,” she struggled again, the pleasure just being too much, fingers deep inside her with constant friction on her clit.

“Stop, oh my, stop, amore. I want your mouth,” she all but screamed, rushing to unbutton and remove her shorts, all but ripping her panties off. Y/N simply shuffled to her knees in front of the bed, settling between Vic’s open legs and diving right in.

Not taking almost any time to breathe in between, just kissing her clit and ramming her fingers in and out of Victoria as her hands rested on her lover’s head, pushing her closer every time a wave of pleasure took over her. Her tongue was everywhere, the one moment lapping over Vic’s clit and the next one assisting her fingers inside the blonde. The whole ordeal had her pulsing and shaking underneath Y/N resulting in her cumming all over the girl's face with no warning.

“That was so hot,” giggled Y/N, getting up to leave kisses all over Vic’s face, absolutely adoring the whole fucked out expression she held. “I want to do it again,” she continued, just like a kid in a candy store, eyes gleaming with excitement.

“No, no, puppy! You were so good to me, but now it’s your time. You deserve to be loved.” It was all mumbled, but her tone was always authoritative.

“Just move to the bed, love.” With that Y/N did as told, moving onto the bed and spreading her legs, just like Victoria liked. Her back was on the headboard, leaning there to be more comfortable, hands already touching her own chest in anticipation.

“Keep the bra, cucciola, but I think the panties need to go… Mhm, not that I don’t like them, but they get in the way. Can you remove them for me?” It was not really a question but her lover still gave a small yes as a response. “I feel like you deserve a very good reward, puppy, don’t you agree?”

Y/N was sitting there in awe and staring at her partner, maybe a little worried by the toy or maybe just excited for the up and coming event. Giving pleasure to Victoria had only made her more hot and bothered, unable to wait for the said blonde to act.

And she acted, swiftly removing the black lace panties her enamoured bottom was wearing after she left kisses all around the line of them. It’s that moment she saw the effect she gained over the girl for the night; her panties were absolutely soaked, in a lot of spots not being able to distinguish skin from the fabric of the undergarment, making her salivate at the sight, opting to kiss her wet pussy over and over, stimulating her before working her magic.

Victoria started off slow, a very rhythmic tempo but tortuous at the same time. She went from one finger to two and three and then added her mouth into the mix, hiding herself between her favorite girl’s thighs, getting lost in the taste and the noise.

“You are doing so good, my love, taking my fingers so well, mhm, such a good girl.” The praise never stopped, only encouraging more and more sinful noises to leave Y/N’s lips, the same ones that were parted the whole time, swollen and begging to be kissed. Victoria did not hesitate to do exactly that, allowing Y/N to taste her juices, the kiss doing little to conceal the confirmation of pleasure.

As Vic’s pace quickened, Y/N was struggling to keep it together, falling apart in the blonde’s hands, cummiing with a loud moan and a series of curses as she was left there, in bliss; in afterglow. “Be a doll and drink this, precious,” whispered Victoria, giving some water to the girl, before following her own advice and doing the same. After, she moved to the hotel room bathroom, quickly finding a small towel to wet with warm water and clean both of them up.

By the time she walked back in the bedroom Y/N was practically asleep on the bed, sprawled out, just as she was left, as soft breaths left her. Victoria smiled at herself, proceeding with cleaning her girlfriend up before leaving a kiss on her forehead and getting in the bed, following suit and falling asleep.

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Last Line/WIP Tag

i got tagged by the talented @multiverse-of-themind for the last line/wip sharing meme thing. i have been working on a few things, but i've been kind of obsessing over cloud and alexander in her cloud's project 'the sign' and i ended up deciding to share this, instead of one of my fandom things cause they're on my mind.

tagging: @gothamrains / @moonsaints / @deathlessfable / @thelittlestspider / @theaisstillhere / @elizabethtaylors / @fayelistic / and anyone else who wants to do it. it's 2 am so if i forgot anyone pls feel free to do it and say i tagged you. i'm just muy tired. but i wrote this a few days ago and like it. so i'm sharing.

tw: memory wiping.

The way Alex looks at her as though he does not know her is enough to make her feel sick to her stomach. She's known him since they were children and he’s always looked at her as though he’s known her lifetimes. The fact that he’s not registering her now is enough to make her sit down on the sofa and rest her face in her hands, in order to collect herself, because for a second, she has to wonder if she’s losing it right now or if this is real, and her husband really has no idea who she is. 

“You don’t remember me at all?” she asks him, deciding to slowly move her hands from her face before standing up and walking around him, just checking to see if he’s there …like for real…in the flesh. 

“No -- sorry. I just remembered that I lived here... once,” he expresses, honestly, giving her a sympathetic expression that makes her sigh harshly because she wants to make this make sense and make things alright for the both of them. “A while back. But I have this whole thing with…”

“Time travel…” Claudia finishes for him, before looking up at him. “I know. Like I said, I was married to you. Thing is, you should know me. We’ve known each other since we were children.” 

Alex’s expression went blank. Then his eyes lit up a bit. “What did you say your name was? I had a note on my hand….” 

“Did it say ‘Claudia’?” she asks, eyebrows knitting inward. "Because that's my name."

“Cloud, actually…” he says softly. 

“I’m Cloud…Cloud’s me…” she shrugs with her arms out. “Hope it’s not like…some disappointment. Hot girl’s name on your hand and you get…me.” She grimaces, and he smiles at her. 

“Actually, I was expecting a wizard. Not uhm, a hot woman who tried to kick my ass.” 

They both laugh and look at each other for a while.

"I wish I could remember you," he says sadly.

"Same," she responds. "But you're free to stay here even if you don't. I, uh, miss you..." It's said so softly it's a whisper. And had it been anyone else, Cloud would never be that vulnerable. Yet, here she was, wearing her heart on her sleeve in front of man who no longer knew who she was to him.

A man who probably didn't even care anymore.

[luxuriantegg]

POV: you're watching Loki episode 5. Loki and Sylvie share a blanket, and then five minutes later sylvie’s like “we’re the same :)” which comes after them holding hands to cause a Nexus event, Mobius implying they're in love, and Loki appearing to want to confess some sort of adoration for her before being pruned,,, and so far, it seems the showrunners/writers are on board w/ calling it a love story,,,,,,,,,,

let’s dive a bit into this ship.

(note: i'm not going to tag this as "syl//ki," and i will not put any ship in the body text without the "//", but tumblr may take the "syl//ki" out of "anti syl//ki" and put it in the ship tag. that's out of my hands. you need to block "anti syl//ki" if you don't want to see that.)

when it comes to defending or being anti syl//ki, I think a lot of people sort of missed the memo on or forgot about the fact that Loki is a frost giant. I have looked on both Twitter and Tumblr and literally have not seen a single person talk about it in the selfcest debate so far. I've probably missed something. So if you have seen this argument, well, here it is again!

so, syl//ki defenders will say,

It’s not selfcest because they are genetically different. They might have different parents since they were adopted by the Asgardians.

If they were genetically similar, then they would also be genetically similar to Boastful Loki and Alligator Loki.

First of all. Loki’s last name is Laufeyson. Sylvie’s last name is Laufeydottir. Due to the naming conventions used here, both can be assumed to be children of Laufey. I realize we haven’t seen Sylvie’s Laufey, but who’s to say they look any different than the one we saw in Thor? Furthermore, there’s nothing to suggest that they weren’t adopted by the same exact couple (i.e., Odin and Frigga or some variation), and if you’re not ok with Thor and Loki, you probably should consider this. Probably. We'll really just have to see what happens if they develop Sylvie further. Who knows, they might get cold feet in the last episode and actually make her Enchantress (Sylvie Lushton) proper.

The second point really pisses me off not just as someone who loves Norse mythology but also just. The race card. Does no one remember the fact that Loki is actually supposed to be blue? He’s not genetically white. There is nothing in his genes that command him to be white. That is a disguise (originally put on him by Odin if I’m not mistaken? feel free to check me on that).

Loki could literally be any gender and/or any color he wants to be. Hell, we've seen him shapeshift into Steve Rogers briefly and Odin presumably for a good while. Really, it's hard to pass judgement on the relationships that the other Lokis have to their respective timelines. We can only make assumptions based on the evidence we have. (but also have fun with headcanons of course)

(also the funny part about bringing up Boastful Loki is ,, everyone is always like “well, are you trying to tell me that our Loki has the same genes as Boastful/Hammer Loki? 🙄🙄🙄” and like, they won’t come out and just say one is white and one is black like,,, :) they’re trying so hard not to sound racist it’s hilarious. AND THEN TO PUT ALLIGATOR LOKI IN THE SAME CATEGORY. LAUGHABLE. str8 up.)

But concerning the alligator, in Norse mythology, frost giants can have kids that are really just. Out there. Jormungand is a snake that can wrap itself around the world, Fenris is a gargantuan wolf, and Hel is a half dead child. Those are just Loki’s kids (note: in the mythology. they also exist in the comics as his children, but I am also aware that Fenris and Hela are not his children in the MCU and trust me, that peeves me a lot). I’m sure there’s more examples though. So like. Potentially????? Yeah, Loki Prime could be genetically similar to Alligator Loki.

Furthermore, according to this Gizmodo article, Alligator Loki is a Loki (2021) creation, and they admit to playing with the idea that Alligator Loki may not even be a Loki. So take that how you will.

So my verdict is that Loki and Sylvie are the same person with different looks, possibly some difference in genetics, depending on the mother.

(note: Loki is marked in his file as genderfluid, technically we cannot know what he was assigned at birth. we only know his pronouns. he could be AFAB. Sylvie may be AMAB.)

I don’t ship lok//ius, and I don’t care if Loki gets with a girl (I actually really like Loki and Darcy) so don’t come at me with the biphobia excuse that’s running around. I will say that yes, I would adore seeing Loki in an mlm or wlw relationship. Yes, it is really cliché to have the two opposite gender-presenting leads get together. Yes, I want to see Loki and Sylvie as friends/family. But that’s not what I’m here to talk about. I’m just here to ask if this is selfcest or not.

So yes, Syl//ki really does appear to be a selfcest ship and like, if you’re willing to own that, own it. It looks like that’s how the show’s going so far so,, uh,,, enjoy it if that’s something you want to do I guess. I’m ,, probably not going to though. But congrats on the canon! If it is!

I’m not asking you to stop shipping it, if you do. I'm not even asking you to ship with caution. Overall, I just hope I made you think a little more about it and maybe get a discussion going that doesn't revolve around the same arguments we've heard for the past three weeks.

Because like, it's not hurting anyone to ship it, and if you send hate speech to any shippers or the showrunners, literally what is wrong with you???? there are civil ways to discourse, my lord.

Personally, if I had to ship it, I would only do so as a self-love metaphor, and I think that's as far as I would take it. As it currently stands, it's on the same level of Oncest, so like. it's weird but honestly it doesn't hurt anyone. (and if you don't know what Oncest is, give this video by Sarah Z a watch.) Really it all just amounts to this test from Buzzfeed that you've probably seen in fandom memes before. So you can use that as your squick-o-meter when it comes to this ship.

I will end this by saying I am not pro-ship. Inc//est and pedo//philia have no place in fandom and thinking these are okay could lead to harmful thinking in real life, especially with regards to children in fandom.

Selfcest is not technically on the same level as inc//est, and yes, I know, in the words of the great Buzzfeed Unsolved team, "anytime you have to say technically that's not great" but I really mean it here. We can still say technically here.

TL;DR: yeah syl//ki is more than likely selfcest. don't send hate to people who ship it tho (this includes the showrunners).

[linphd]

⛄️ CHRISTMAS DAY 6 ⛄️ dad!shoto x mom!reader | family dinner

shoto todoroki x reader

female reader

Shoto and (Y/N) celebrate the Christmas Eve with the Todoroki family.

no warning

(T1/N) is twin's name

(T2/N) is the other twin's name

(D/N) is your daughter's name

''It's auntie ! It's auntie !'' (T1/N) said, excited. ''I think there is grandma too !'' He hopped, smiling at his dad. (T1/N) had inherited Shoto's ice side, and that meant he had white hair and black eyes, and his quirk was ice. It was no surprise when (T2/N) was born with red hair and blue eyes, and his quirk was fire. Shoto thought it amusing ; how much Enji had wanted a child with both quirks, only for that child to have children inheriting only one of them each. However, he had a baby girl now, of only a few months. Her eyes were (e/c) and her hair was (h/c), being the exact replica of her mother. Maybe she would have her quirk.

When Shoto opened the door, the twins quickly jumped to their aunt and grandma's throats, hugging them. ''Don't hurt them.'' Shoto said, before closing the door. They were the first arrived, as (Y/N) and Shoto were still cooking for tonight. ''Oh, I'm gonna help !'' Fuyumi said, directly rushing to the kitchen. ''We brought the dessert.'' Rei said, before putting the said dessert in the fridge (or freezer, depends which dessert you want I guess?).

''Did you see the card ?'' (T1/N) asked. ''Yes, I saw you were all wearing Christmas hats, I put it in my living room.'' Rei said -now that Enji had tried to redeem himself, she was out of the hospital, Fuyumi living right next to her. ''Grandma ! You know what ? Yesterday, yesterday (D/N) yawned and she burped !'' (T2/N) said, giggling while telling his story. ''So you both laughed ?'' Rei asked, the twins nodding.

Then, it was Natsuo's turn to arrive. His wife and his kids were there too, making the twins really happy to see their cousins. ''Sanemi ! Come play with us !'' (T2/N) said, not even letting his cousin take off his coat first. He was 7 while they were 6, and they were really happy to have a cousin around their age. ''(Y/N) ! You don't look like you were even pregnant !'' Natsuo said, seeing her. ''Can you stop looking at my wife, you have yours.'' Shoto only said. ''(D/N) was very very small, I didn't gain that much weight.'' The woman replied, taking the compliment.

''Dad is coming right ?'' Fuyumi asked her brothers. Rei didn't mind that much ; they were ignoring each other, and they would each be sat at an extremity of the table, anyway. ''Yeah. Kinda late. I told him to.'' Shoto said. ''Shoto ! He'll still be here to light a candle to Touya, right ?'' Fuyumi asked, her eyebrows furrowed. ''Yes, of course.'' Her brother replied.

As all the adults were sat, talking -and Fuyumi playing with her niece- the kids were all playing next to them, watching TV. ''Mommyyyy ?'' (T1/N) asked, patting his mom's arm. ''What ?'' She asked, Shoto smiling at the sight ; he really loved to have a healthy family and to see that his lovely wife still loved him. And at 6, kids were actually quite funny. He wasn't fond of changing his baby, but he wasn't going to complain. ''Can we play in the snow ?'' The little boy asked, his brother and their cousins following. ''In the garden, yes.'' The woman said, before the kids cheered.

''But you're all putting on coats. And if you play with your quirks, you're very careful. And you don't hurt your cousins !'' (Y/N) said. Indeed, last time they saw Natsuo's kids, (T1/N) and (T2/N) had decided to have a quirk contest and that ended up in most of them loosing control and hurting themselves.

As Natsuo was busy telling one of his adventures, Shoto put the coats, scarfs and hats of his nephews ; Sanemi, who was 7 and Isogai, who was 4. Natsuo also had a 11 years old daughter, but she was staying at the table, sat next to her mom. ''And you put your gloves on. If you're cold, go hug (T2/N).'' Shoto said, referring to his son who had inherited his fire quirk ; thus, his body temperature was quite high. As the children were going outside, Enji was just entering -his grandchildren had opened him the door.

Everyone greeted him, even though he still felt a bit embarrassed that Rei was there. He sat at the other extremity of the table, where Fuyumi was -she was the one talking to him the most. That's why she offered him, as it was time to start eating, to go fetch the kids outside and tell them to eat. They really liked their grandfather, as their parents weren't telling them how they got raised. They didn't want them to hate him.

While everyone was eating, the kids were laughing. ''I was number 1 hero !'' Enji said, as the kids were laughing with him. ''Now you're number 67.'' One of the twin said, making all the others giggle. ''No, he's not.'' Shoto said. ''He's not even ranked.'' He continued, a smile on his face, making the kids laugh even more. Enji simply rolled his eyes. ''I'm too old.'' He muttered, a bit defeated.

There was a break between two plates, and that was the occasion for Rei and her daughters-in-law to prepare the food together, leaving siblings all together. ''How did you get your scar ?'' Sanemi asked his uncle. ''You ask that everytime you see me.'' Shoto said, actually amused. ''I do that ? Well, I forgot.'' Sanemi looked like his dad physically, but he was also quite the same mentally, which was making Shoto laugh. ''I didn't listen to my parents and I overused my quirk !'' He said, in a threatening tone.

That made (T2/N) gasp. ''Ah ! I won't overuse mine ! Or I'll burn myself too !'' He said. ''If you're careful, it's going to be okay.'' Shoto said. Enji didn't say anything. He thought that one day, the kids will have to know. But right now, they were too young for the truth.

As the dessert was served, (Y/N) asked her sons what they wanted. ''All the tastes.'' (T1/N) said. ''All of them ? How hungry are you ?!'' His mom replied, making the boy giggle. After they all chose one taste only -for the moment- they ate their part. ''So, who's lighting the candle to Touya ?'' Rei asked. ''Well, we're in Shoto's house, so Shoto ?'' Enji asked, unsure, as he turned to his son. He nodded, and went to light a candle to Touya.

When he was back on his seat, (Y/N) caressed his cheek ; she knew his backstory, she had actually started dating him in high school. He turned and smiled at her, seeing that Fuyumi was giving her back her daughter. ''She can't sleep because she feels everyone's excited.'' (Y/N) explained. ''Oh she woke up ?'' Shoto asked -he didn't even notice.

The woman nodded, and he smiled. ''Well, the kids are going to open their presents, so I think we should wait before putting her to bed again.'' He said, stroking his daughter's hair -she already had kinda a lot even at only a few months old. Suddenly, a little voice could be heard. ''Can we open our presents ?'' (T1/N) asked, unsure. Shoto giggled and nodded.

(T2/N) kissed his sister's temple as if it was thanks to her he could open his presents, and that made everyone that had noticed it around the table smile. ''Mom ! Moooom ! We've made a snowman, you will look at him, right ?'' The other twin asked. ''Sure, after you're done with your presents.'' (Y/N) replied. ''We gave him a scar like you and grandpa, dad !'' One of the twin said, making Shoto raise an eyebrow. ''How did you manage that ?'', ''You'll see !''.

        All the kids were happy with their presents. As (Y/N) and Shoto went outside to see the snowman with the scar, (T2/N) enjoyed this moment to show his grandfather his quirk. ''Look ! My fire is stronger now ! Just like yours !'' He said, showing off. ''You'll need some time to be as strong as me ! But you're a strong little boy !'' He said, ruffling his hair.

           Shoto was just back from his garden when he heard that. He looked at Enji, and smiled a bit that he had congratulated his grandchild. Maybe he was really having a redemption. ''Do you want to carry (D/N) ?'' He asked, and Enji agreed. Seeing the scene in front of her, (Y/N) cupped her husband's cheek. ''It's nice, Shoto.'' She whispered, making the man smile at her. He really couldn't believe he finally had a healthy and loving family.

aaaand this one is my fav Christmas Day so far ! so I’m tagging @mhastories cause she wanted to know 🥰🥰

[nicolewoo]

Meeting Joe

Pairing Joe Anoai X Reader.

Warnings: none. This is pretty darn fluffy.

I had just gotten to the arena when I spotted red hair down the hall a bit. I slipped behind Becky and tapped her shoulder lightly. With a start, she stopped her conversation with Colby and turned around to see me standing there. She immediately screamed in delight and we fell into a great big bear hug.

“Bloody hell! What are you doin' here?” Becks asked as she pulled back to look at me.

I grinned from ear to ear. “I got called up.”

The news sent Becky into another bear hug as she said, “Why didn't you tell me?”

“I wanted it to be a surprise.” I pulled away from the hug and smiled at her.

She placed her hands on my arms and looked me over. “Never had a better surprise!” She smiled. Our glee was interrupted by Colby clearing his throat. A look of slight panic ran over her face as she realized what she'd said, “I mean, except for the day you proposed,” she said to him as he wrapped an arm around her waist. “Colby, t'is is Y/N. My very best friend from mah indie wrestlin' days. Y/N meet my fiance Colby.”

I was totally fangirling inside, but I managed to keep my calm as I shook his hand. “Oh, you're THAT Y/N?” he quirked an eyebrow at Becky. “I've heard all about you,” he smiled back at me.

“Whatever she told you,” I paused for effect. “It's probably true.” At that Becky and I both bust out laughing.

“Come on. Come on. We've gotta catch up.” Becks said grabbing my suitcase and heading down the hall with me in tow. “We can share my dressing room tonight.” She was walking so quickly down the hall that she didn't realize the puzzled look Colby shot her as he stopped dead in his tracks.

“Um, Becks.” I called to her from a few steps behind her. “I think we broke him.” I said turning back to Colby.

She turned to see the look on her fiance's face before realizing what she'd said. “Oh, Yeah. Sorry babe,” she reached out to grab his hand when he came closer to her. “Um, Y/N. We share a dressing room.” She pointed between she and Colby. “I got so excited, I forgot. Is it ok to use the general dressing room?” She asked.

“Actually,” I said as we continued down the hall, “I don't want to be treated special because I know you. I deserve to be in the general dressing room.”

Becky linked her arm in mine. “You're right, of course. You always are.” A look of incredulity crossed Colby's face.

“I've never heard her say those words before.” He said in mock wonder, which caused me to laugh.

“Really?” I quirked an eyebrow at him. “Because Becks used to tell me I was right all the time. Of course,” I looked at Becky and we both smiled before saying in unison. “I'm always right.” We both laughed at that.

“You two are gonna be trouble, aren't you?” Colby sighed out.

Becks went to him and wrapped her arm around his waist. “Of course we are darlin'. So just smile and go with the flow.” Again, we both laughed heartily at ourselves.

Becky got me settled into the locker room, making sure to introduce me to some of the other girls, so I could make friends. Being the new girl in a locker room is always an unnerving experience. Yes, the rest of the talent tried to be warm and welcoming, but there was always an underlying feeling of wondering if I was going to take their place. I was kind of used to it by now. I'd been the new girl in 4 companies. After the first few days, everyone always warmed up to me. One of the tricks I'd learned to ease the tension was to get to hair and makeup before anyone else. Most of the girls preferred to have their hair and makeup done just before going on stage, so they could look fresh. Since my hair was straight, and I wore only one braid in my hair so I didn't care when it got done. My hair would hold up for hours. As long as I didn't mess up my makeup, I was good.

Becky and I had agreed to meet in the mess hall at 5 pm. I felt a bit deflated when I realized I arrived before her. In fact, I was sitting alone at 5:05 when Dana Brooke approached me and invited me to join her table.  

Becky and Colby came in shortly after, with Joe Anoai tagging behind. Once they'd gathered their food, they joined us. “Joe, this is my good friend Y/N.” Becks began. When I looked up to greet him and our hands touched to shake, my eyes locked on his, and my heart stopped. Literally stopped for a beat. I thought that kind of thing only happened in cheesy romance novels, but apparently, my heart thought this was a cheesy romance novel, because it really did skip a beat.

“My pleasure,” His voice was low and raspy, and for a second I thought I could feel it inside me.

I tried to keep my wits about me as I shook back, “The honor is mine.” Should I stand up? Should I stay seated? I thought of a million things to say to him. I'm a big fan. I prayed for you when you were sick. Can I please give you a lap dance? Just take me now! I was just shaking off my immediate thoughts when he smiled down at me, which made me almost swoon. Thankfully, they all sat down, Becky on one side of me and Dana on the other. Joe sat across from Seth on the other side of Becky.

There were a lot of the normal first day questions. Where have you been wrestling? Who trained you? Everyone wanted to know about me, some out of kindness, others to see if I was a threat. Becky was happy to start rattling off my accomplishments, but I stopped her by changing the subject quickly. “Becks, what was the name of that song we used to sing all the time?”

I saw her face change, as she processed what I was doing. “Oh Yeah... I would walk 500 miles...” she trailed off.

I pretended that I didn't know and she'd just reminded me. “Yeah! That's the one. Remember singing it at O'Connell's Pub?”

“I LOVE that song,” Nikki Cross interrupted and started bouncing in her chair as she sang out the chorus. That got everyone at the table involved. Then the next table over chimed in, and soon the two tables were singing lines of the chorus back and forth.

My plan had worked. I grabbed my phone quickly and text Becky, “Hey, let's not talk about my accomplishments. I don't want anyone to think I'm bragging.”

I waited a second as she text back. “You're not bragging. I'm bragging for you!”

I sighed as I read her response. “Just, please, let's drop it.” I sent the message and waited for her to nod in response. Dinner was outright fun after that. There were lots of tales told and laughter shared among the two tables. A few times, when Joe was talking, I got to stare right at him, but when he wasn't talking, and he was pretty quiet tonight, I stole a few glances at him. A couple of times when I stole a look, I found he was already looking at me.

After dinner, I returned to the locker room with a few new friends in tow. I was so happy to be accepted so easily. Being friends with The Man was a good thing. As I stretched out, my mind wandered back to dinner. Well, not dinner so much as Joe. Was he trying to steal glances at me? Was he as affected by our touch as I was? Was that why his voice was so low when he greeted me?

I shook off the feelings. I shook off my suspicious. After all, I was here to work, not to hook up. This was the biggest opportunity in my life. I had to stay focused. I tried to think of Joe as a friend. I tried.

After wrestling, showering and changing into my street clothes, I headed to the common area where everyone was watching the show. I found Joe sitting by himself in the back. Immediately, I tried to calm the feelings that were rising up inside of me. I'd have to sit in front of him to keep myself from staring at him, because quite frankly, he was beautiful and I wasn't sure I could NOT look at him. I headed for a seat by Nikki when he beckoned me to sit by him.

“Hey,” He said as I sat beside him. “Did you get all settled in?” He asked sweetly.

“Yes,” I nervously brushed some of my hair behind my ear, and instantly regretted it, because I knew I looked stupid with my hair brushed behind my ear. How could I fix it without looking like the nervous Nelly that I was? Shit. There was nothing I could do now except hope I could get it to fall down again. .

As my mind went into a spiraling mess of nervousness and lust, he asked, “Is everyone being nice to you?”

The sincerity of his voice touched me. He really cared about it. “Yes. I didn't have any troubles.” I smiled at him, and he smiled back.

“Listen, Colby, Becks and I were talking. We've got a free seat in our car if you want to ride with us after the show.” As soon as he said it, he looked like he wished he hadn't.

“Um, you don't have to do that. I'm sure I could catch a ride with someone else.” I looked down at my feet.

“No. You should ride with us.” He seemed so calm about it. He didn't seem to be nervous like me. Of course he's not. I thought to myself. He's just being nice. He's not attracted to you. My mind reeled off a dozen negative thoughts Well shit. I had to ride with him now or it would look suspicious.

“I guess if you don't mind.” I paused as he smiled at me. “Thanks.” I said shyly and focused my eyes on the TV. Colby was just starting a match, and Joe's face changed. He was glued to the TV watching the match intently so I did the same.

“Wow. Did he land wrong?” I asked when Colby went down at an awkward angle.

Joe leaned closer to talk over the din of the room, “Nah. He's fine. Watch... he'll start forgetting to limp on that leg.” I watched and sure enough, after a bit of time, Colby forgot to limp.

“You called it.” I said, laughing.

Joe laughed back, “He always does that.” He looked down and shook his head in disappointment.

“I'd hate to hear what you say about my wrestling.” I teased.

“Nothing.” He looked at me, so I turned to face him.

“Um. What?” I asked.

Joe started fidgeting with his hair. Is he nervous? Of course not. One of the best wrestlers in the business is about to give you tips. Listen to him and get your head out of the gutter. “I've seen a few of your matches. You do an awesome job. Better than some of the most popular wrestlers.” He said it so matter-of-fact that I ignored the desire to ask what he meant. I simply looked back at the tv and thanked him.

After the match, Joe said, “I'm gonna go finish packing. Meet you here at 10:30?” He quirked an eyebrow at me which made breathing difficult for me. You need to get over this NOW. You're not going to be able to avoid him, so you need to bottle up these feelings. As the new resolve rushed through me, I agreed to the meeting time and went back to the locker room to gather my things.

“There she is,” Colby said as I entered the room.

I looked at Becks, Colby and Joe. “Am I late?”

Joe smiled as he walked up beside me and placed his hand on the small of my back leading me out to the hallway. “Not at all.” He said as Becky and Colby followed us. I expected once we were headed the right direction, Joe would remove his hand, but he didn't. Don't read anything into it. Everyone in the WWE was touchy/feely. He's just being nice.

“Shotgun!” Colby yelled as he went to the passenger side door.

“I figured you guys would want to nap in the back.” Becky said.

Colby climbed in the front seat, “Nah, it's only a 2 hour drive. I can make it.” He told Becky.

As I climbed into the back seat next to Joe, I sighed. God, if you're trying to be funny, please stop. I can only be tempted so far. We settled in for the drive. Becky and I were talking about old times, basically shutting the guys out of the conversation. We were only about 30 minutes into the drive when I noticed Joe starting to nod off next to me. He looked pretty silly too. His head was falling back, his mouth was open, his eyes closed. I tapped Colby on the shoulder and pointed out Joe.  “Yeah, he's a lightweight. Always falls asleep in the car after shows.” He chuckled.

Becky and Colby started talking, and I looked out the window at the passing farmland while I listened to the sound of Joe's breathing. Now, in the near silence with nobody talking to me, I began to feel tired too. I removed my jacket and balled it up to use as a pillow. I leaned it against the seat and curled up for a nap myself.

“Y/N” I heard a beautiful low voice say my name. I sighed. “Time to get up. We're here.” I knew that voice, It was Joe. I opened my eyes to realize I had my head in his lap. My jacket was spread over me like a blanket, and Joe was stroking my hair.

“What?” I said in a panic.

“We're here.” He smile down at me.

“But....” I sat up and stretched my arms out. “How did I end up in your lap?” Should I apologize?

Joe smiled kindly at me, “You started falling over, so I led you to lay down, and I put your jacket over you to keep you warm.”

“I'm sorry?” I half said/half asked.

He just chuckled, “No worries.” He smiled as he got out of the car.

[verobatto]

Destiel Chronicles

Vol. XXXV

It was a love story from the very beginning.

Headache

(8x14/8x15/8x16)

Hello my friends! This is a new meta from my Destiel Chronicles! This one is very important, we won't have Cas but we will have a lot of foreshadow for the crypt scene and one interesting Destiel mirror.

I want to say thank you to @agusvedder , she made the gifs for this meta and discussed with me the episodes. Love ya girl!

Okay, stop the cháchara. Let's start this...

Blue for headache

Episode 8x14 Trial and Error we had a very happy Dean having a place where he felt he belonged. He had his room, and he decorated it, he showed it to his brother, proudly.

But it also talks about one of his characteristics, the BIG PROTECTOR heritage from his father, and it shows when they traveled to find Kevin in bad shape, barely sleeping and eating.

So, the Big Protector button is pressed again... Dean went to buy some food, and medicaments.

And, just pay attention to this scene...

Blue for headache... Blue is Cas, right? And Cas is with some brainwashed issue right now... Some headache... So is interesting how Dabb related the Destiel color coded to the pills... And then the green one, (Dean color) for pep, energy. That's Dean the one that will break that headache.

Another important point to remark is this piece of dialogue... Remember they were trying to figure out who in this family (named CASSITY... really Dabb?) Had made a deal with Crowley. Because they needed one hellhound for the tests. One man died first, and he was married with a lady... And this is what the lady says when Sam asked her how was she feeling... And she said this...

SAM You okay, Mrs. Cassity?

ALICE Fine.

SAM You sure?

ALICE I really am. And... I know I shouldn't be because I loved Carl... I think. I just can't remember why.

Okay, she lost her memory, like Cas in the crypt, hitting Dean so hard... He forgot for a moment he loved Dean. This is a foreshadow for the crypt scene.

I don't want anybody else

Ellen was singing this alone in her room, the song loud, and she was drinking because the Hellhound will come for her... So... Is a very famous song... I just want you to pay attention because this song is connected with something I will point later...

I love myself, I want you to love me

When I feel down, I want you above me

I search myself, I want you to find me

I forget myself, I want you to remind me

I don't want anybody else

When I think about you, I touch myself

Ooh, I don't want anybody else

Oh no, oh no, oh no

You're the one who makes me come runnin'

You're the sun who makes me shine

When you're around, I'm always laughin'

I want to make you mine

I close my eyes and see you before me

Think I would die if you were to ignore me

A fool could see just how much I adore you

I'd get down on my knees, I'd do anything for you

Okay, ready? The woman is singing she doesn't want anybody else... Okay? And Ellen is screaming the song and the song is TOO LOUD.

Why?

Because Dean will enter the scene, and Ellen will flirt with him, she wants to have sex with Dean, and Dean rejects her. He-rejects-a sexy woman.

He will give excuses... But the song there is marking us the subtext. Because she is not Cas. And Dean found out he is in love with Castiel recently. So DEAN DOESN'T WANT ANYBODY ELSE.

I love subtext... Yum.

Another profound bond

Episode 8x15 Friends with Benefits talked about James, a cop that became a witch, he had this Dog/Woman Portia, a famili and he shared a profound bond with her.

The thing is, James was changing, he was having headaches and loosing memories... (Again the headache and memory, Castiel mirror).

The mirror was so blatant, that I decided to put here some points in common.

James was acting odd, and his weird behavior was pushing away Portia. And Portia was worried about him, just like Dean is for Castiel's strange behavior.

But let's talk about the interesting things Portia said about her bond with James...

This is amazing, because since Dean met Castiel, they had their fights and one break up, but they always found the way to be together again.

"I was getting too close to the humans in my charge. YOU."

The unusual relationship between an angel and a human, something forbidden, to fall in love. Is quoted in Portia's words.

The UNBREAKABLE BOND, is a blatant recall to THE PROFOUND BOND Dean and Cas share. The melding souls, romantic and intimate.

The foreshadow for the crypt scene

Okay, now I'm gonna need you to pay attention to these gifs above, it talks about James and Portia dynamic and it was a huge foreshadow for the incoming crypt scene.

First of all, remember Portia (Dean mirror) was loyal to James (Cas mirror), and she wanted to stay with him till the end, but James pushed her away with his words and physically...

Now, the first one is talking about how CAS will run away from Dean with the angel tablet because he needed to protect it from everyone, and to protect Dean from it too.

The second is a slight mirror of Castiel hitting Dean in the crypt... Look at Portia face, full of pain.

Now... Let's jump to the scene in which James realizes he was being manipulated...

Remember Castiel killing a thousands of Dean? This is a mirror of Naomi's manipulation over Cas.

"You make me think I was a killer."

"You make me kill my friend a thousands of times."

Now... And you are gonna scream with this one, as I did...

When the manipulation was cut... James approached Portia and...

James coped Portia's face!!!!! Like Cas will do to heal Dean in the crypt scene!!! And why they did this?

Because James and Portia are in love, and this is a very intimate and sweet gesture OF LOVE, ASKING FOR FORGIVENESS to his lover (!!!!).

And is THE SAME CONTEXT WITH CAS AND DEAN.

Why Cas coped Dean's face if he could heal him even without touching him??? He WANTED TO TOUCH DEAN LIKE THIS. BECAUSE IT WAS A SWEET GESTURE OF LOVE, ASKING FOR DEAN'S FORGIVENESS!!!!

Because they're in love, people. Period.

Thank you James and Portia.

Let's move on...

Where are you, man?

Episode 8x16 Remember the Titans, we saw another man loosing his memories, another head issues problems...

But the most important from this episode is Dean praying to Castiel...

DEAN Cas, you got your ears on? Listen, you know I am not one for praying, 'cause in my book it's... it's the same as begging.

Okay, let's stop right here... Really Dean? So... When you were praying to him EVERY NIGHT in Purgatory, you were BEGGING HIM TO COME BACK??!!!!!! Okay... Not romantic at all... (Somebody shoot me in the head!!!)

DEAN But this is about Sam, so I need you to hear me. We are going into this deal blind... and I don't know what's ahead or what it's gonna bring for Sam. Now, he's covering pretty good, but I know that he is hurting, and this one was supposed to be on me. So, for all that we've been through, I'm asking you... (he's very earnestly praying) ...

This broke my heart right here...

He's worried, and hurt, and he wants his friend, an angel, to take care of Sam... But not just that... You could say... He's just praying to let him know, to ask him for protection. To protect Sam... But not just that... Isn't just because he's worried about his little brother... Because then... He did this...

He wanted to see him. DEAN WANTED TO SEE CAS. HE NEEDED HIM IN THAT MOMENT. He was feeling sad because Sam was making those dangerous tests... But he wanted to see Castiel. He missed him.

It wasn't just a pray, a beg, it was Dean Winchester trying to see Cas again.

Where are you, man? I need you here, with me, I'm desperate. And I want to see you. Where are you?

To Conclude:

These three episodes were a prologue to the crypt scene.

We had people with head issues, and a huge Destiel mirror.

It also showed us Dean does want anybody else than Cas and he wasn't just praying for Sammy's protection, but because he wanted to see Cas again.

I hope you like this meta, see you in the next Chronicles!

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Vol. XXXI, XXXII, XXXIII, XXXIV

Buenos Aires, October 29th 2019 10:19 PM

[semblanche]

and curiosity clipped his wings - ch 3

featuring two brothers, one uncomfortable conversation, and a miracle.

status: first draft, edited

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Raphael offers to pick me up, but I refuse.

I'm quite interested in the experience of taking a taxi, I tell him. Or, as the people here like to call it, a 'cab.'

He tells me not to be an idiot and that he'll be there in ten minutes.

The club seems duller by day. People totter out in hordes, leaning against each other for support and throwing up into flower pots until the bouncer ushers them outside. The bouncer is a tall dark man named Tim. I think I may have kissed him.

I help Tim clean up a bit until Raphael arrives. He smiles and calls me a good egg. I ask him if there's such a thing as a bad egg, and he tilts his head towards the hordes of no longer drunk girls holding each others hair up as they vomit in the corner. I recognize a few of them by face. One of them is wearing my coat.

"Bad eggs," he says, and his muscles ripple as he picks up the pieces of what I think used to be a table. "They ain't ever gonna pay for the damage they caused. Daddy's got them covered."

I tell him I think it's nice to see family supporting each other. He rolls his eyes, but doesn't answer. We work in silence until my phone buzzes and I know Raphael is here.

"Thanks for your help, man," Tim says as I excuse myself. “If you ever come back - drinks' on me."

My stomach churns at the thought of any more alcohol, but his dimples twitch when he smiles at me, so I accept and thank him.

It's cold outside, colder than I'd thought. The wind moves like a thief, creeping under my shirt and blowing goosebumps onto my skin. I don't move. It's a new feeling to me, being cold. I think I like it.

I see Raphael almost immediately. He's the only one driving a coach instead of a car. He's sitting on top of it awkwardly, arms crossed over his blue checkered jacket and with a lime green hat placed backwards on his head. He's light skinned today, and possibly bald - it's hard to tell under the hat. His face doesn't change when he sees me.

"Do people not have carriages anymore?" he asks. I look around at all the grey parked cars, and shake my head. Raphael’s long forgotten what it means for times to change.

"But it does make yours more unique.”

He sighs, and taps his fingers against his leg. I count six. Raphael's long forgotten what it means to seem human.

"Get in," he says, and I do. "And why are you shivering?"

"It's cold," I say shortly. The inside of the coach is just as chilly as the outside of it, and with a smell like a couch left in the rain to dry. There's a long, deep crack that splits the window in two. I run my finger across it, and a piece of my skin gets caught. I bleed.

"Cold," Raphael muses at the front of the coach. "He's cold. Where's your coat, Hector?"

I tell him the truth. I think I can lie now, no bonds of Heaven keeping my tongue in check, but I can't bring myself to do so yet. It feels like a step only a coward would take.

Raphael's silence is all I need to know he doesn't believe me.

I sink into my seat. It feels like no one has sat in it in centuries. On my finger, red drops are beginning to swell.

"You're acting like a child," Raphael finally says. "You know that?"

I suck on my finger. "I don't think children are allowed in clubs."

"Hector."

"Or thrown out of their homes."

"Hector."

I fall silent. My heartbeat sounds all too loud in my ears - a stone thudding against my chest. Still, I listen to it for a moment. Of all the things I've gained in my fall, a heartbeat is by far my favorite. It's like a song meant for my ears and my ears alone.

"I'm sorry.”

And what constitutes a lie, really? Does it have to be blatant fiction in place of fact? Or can it creep up on me slowly, words that are true on their own but hold no meaning when I speak them? Will humanity make me a liar when I'm not looking?

The thought scares me. I fall silent again, and hope my words die with me.

Raphael is asking me something. I tune it out, and he soon gives up. The carriage lurches to a start, and with it, my thoughts.

"Do you even know this boy?" Raphael finally asks. I shrug and rub at my finger. It's still bleeding a bit. I wonder if blood is supposed to be this red.

"In a sense."

"What sense?"

I grin. "A biblical one."

Raphael groans. He's not my brother anymore, not technically, but I know him well - our bond goes deeper than feathers and blood. And I know he's disgusted by such talk.

He doesn't say anything for a bit, and I look out the window. We're going fast, faster than we should be. Faster than I think coaches are supposed to go. I warn Raphael, but he ignores me. Our speed continues to build, like building blocks being stacked on top of each other to form a teetering tower, and next thing I know we're flying, Raphael recklessly weaving us through cars and bikes and motorcycles - I hear a scream, and wonder if we hit someone, but then realise my throat is trembling and the scream is just my own.

We keep going like this until our surroundings are a blur and my skin is peeling off like wax. We keep going like this until the stone in my chest that is my heartbeat explodes and the carriage lurches to a halt and Raphael tells me we're here.

I can't breathe.

Raphael gets off and opens the door for me. He has seven fingers now. Although that might just be me being too dizzy to count right.

“Get out,” he says, and I do. The ground swims under my feet. I've never liked swimming. “Have you already forgotten what miracles feel like?”

“Miracles depend on the person,” I say. My stomach turns itself inside out with each word I speak, and I pause, letting it settle. “I forgot what yours felt like.”

He smiles. He shines. “I think you mean depend on the angel.”

“Whatever,” I say. I heard a girl say it to her mother drunkenly on the phone once. It calms the bile I feel rising to my lips.

Raphael shrugs, and with a leap too graceful to be human returns to his seat on the coach. The horse harnessed in front of him looks the way I feel. Bones line her skin like coat hangers.

“Please let me know if you need anything else,” Raphael tells me. “Don't be too stubborn to reach out.”

“You called me a child.”

“Because you were being stubborn by not contacting me. You're really only proving my point.”

He lifts a hand, and the horse breaks into a slow, strenuous trot. Her hooves clop against the unevenly paved road like cups. I still feel a little sick watching them go.

“Good luck,” Raphael says as the horse pulls him and his outdated vehicle away. “I trust you know what you're doing.”

I wordlessly nod.

I want him to know I hear the warning in his words, no matter how well he lines it - that he trusts I know what I'm doing. If anything goes wrong with my plan, I haven't just let him down. I've lost his trust.

I want him to know I don't think I like how he's treating me, like I just tripped and lost my wings and should be pitied and helped along.

I want him to know that I'm a thousand years old, not a hundred, and I can take care of myself. I want him to know that at the end of the day, and at the start of eternity, I know I'll be just fine.

But by now he's too far, and really? I'm not sure if that last one is true.

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Superheroes with Secrets: Mistletoe and Meaning (Fic Part 168. Set in 2001)

Around 2000 Words. 18+ in places. Please inform me if you wish to be tagged/untagged from posts.

Tags: @tantamount-treason @piratewithvigor

Reference Posts: ‘Giantess’/'Blacklight Bandit’ Kirby Roussimoff x Shane ’Hurricane’ Helms (Circa 2001)

"Works for me."

"So, my love, what do you want Lilith's middle name to be?"

"I'll have to take a little bit, come up with some good names."

"I don't want to pressure you, but if possible can you think of comic book names, so she's equally gothic and geeky?"

"I'll do my best… there's only one name I keep circling back to…"

"Yeah, care to tell me?"

"Harleen." He murmurs.

"We can call her Harleen if you want." She whispers.

"I just… I'll take some time to come up with options…"

"I keep coming back to Raven… like from teen titans, the coolest goth in the whole of DC, but my actual favourite teen titan is Cyborg."

"We can make her middle name Cyborg." He chuckles.

"Shane, I'm not naming a girl Cyborg, if it were a boy, maybe, but then they'll only ever do the opposite of you and go by their first name." Kirby shakes her head before chuckling softly.

"Don't most people?"

"Yeah, I don't really mind if people call me Kirby or Andréa… as long as they remember my surname is Helms now and not Roussimoff."

"I'm sure they will."

"From what my mother wrote in her journals the original plan for my name was Kirby Andréa Haf Dàirine Trevor." Kirby murmurs.

"That's beautiful."

"Haf actually means Summer in Welsh, so I would be a winter child with summer as a middle name."

"A cute little irony."

"Yeah, we should probably go eat before our food gets cold."

"That's a good idea."

"Can I… can I slowly introduce you to my traditions?"

"As fast or as slow as you wish."

"And uhh, before we go back to the table… can I… kiss you?"

"Never have to ask that, my love." He smiles.

Kirby pulls Helms into a gentle kiss, not pulling away until she needs to breathe.

"I love you more than anything."

"You are too sweet to me, my hero."

"Just sweet enough."

"Sweet little scruffy beastie." Kirby murmurs as she kisses his neck.

"That's me."

Kirby pulls Helms into another, more heated kiss, putting one hand on his ass.

"Wanting a piece of me before the meal?"

"My love, you are a meal." Kirby purrs in his ear.

"More than a snack, hmm?"

"Much more… a whole three courses."

"Eat up, my love."

"I shall have to disappoint you for now, but later I may go for a midnight feast."

"I'll take it."

"I'm all yours later… perhaps we can sleep on the floor in the tv room, or maybe on the couch."

"That sounds very nice."

"It would save the hassle of going upstairs and back down and… I forgot to ask this earlier but is anyone staying over tonight?"

"God I hope not. It's our first Christmas together."

"Our first Christmas, me and you, and Lilith." Kirby whispers to herself as she heads back to her seat at the table.

"A year from now, she'll actually be here."

"Then it'll be our actual first Christmas as a family, and hopefully she won't have started swearing by then."

"I promise I'll keep a clean mouth around her."

"Mon ouragan d'amour, I am not worried about your mouth… Jeffrey and Shannon on the other hand, and perhaps the rest of you… you are on thin ice, teach my daughter how to swear, I will make sure you never forget how much of a mistake you made by doing so."

"Understood, my love."

"I may have been raised a gentle giant, but even the gentlest of people can cause major harm, if they choose to."

"And I know you wouldn't hesitate."

"Can't help that I'm a protective person, a little damaged but still protective." Kirby shrugs.

"I'll never give you a reason to have to protect Lilith from me."

"I know, my love, you're just as protective of her as I am."

"Easily as much."

"Kirby, how do you do that" Jeff asks.

"What, oh, eat everything with chopsticks… dude, I lived in Japan for like six years, ya learn."

"Just took practice. Like when you figured out how to use a fork with your feet." Helms shrugs.

"Excuse me, what?!" Kirby squeaks.

"Yeah! Wanna see?" Jeff grins, already bending down to unlace a sneaker.

"Don't you fucking dare, Jeffrey." Kirby and Delilah say in unison.

He stops unlacing and sits back up slowly.

"Sorry, just… that mental image," Kirby fake gags, "no, just no."

"Should have mentioned it sooner, but Kirby and me don't really like feet." Delilah whispers.

"We'll all keep that in mind."

"I don't like feet because I got impaled through the foot at a party when I was ten." Delilah explains.

"Guess who had the strongest stomach and had to help clean up the blood, moi."

"That would do it."

"Yep, that and the incident where Kealani almost lost a foot in a drunken fight." Kirby murmurs.

"Jeez, you people do have a lot of troubles with feet."

"Has Kirby mentioned that one time where she accidentally bound her own feet for a month without realising?"

"Shuddup, Dee."

"How'd you manage that?"

"I got given boots that were slightly too small for me when I got them, but back then I was stubborn and wore them for ages and didn't realise how bad it was to do that until I took them off one day and saw blood in the heels… this was while I was still growing."

"Jesus, that sounds painful."

"I was technically still a dumb kid at the time, but yeah, more painful than all my tattoos combined."

"Glad that you stopped wearing them before they did permanent damage."

"Yeah, I ended up actually getting the measurements done for my whole body after I stopped growing, but it's always been something that freaked me out a bit… because I'm proportionally different from most people."

"It's a good call to get clothes that fit."

"Even if it means feeling very awkward as someone takes your measurements… especially when it comes to your groin and bust." Kirby murmurs.

"At least you don't have balls to manoeuvre around getting a suit tailored."

"Oh, trust me, I used to watch my dad when he got his suits done, and of course André being André, he had a new suit practically every week, so I know the struggle, and damn is it funny to watch."

"Very fancy, was he?"

"You know when we go out and I'm wearing a very dainty gothic dress and your in torn jeans and a t-shirt?"

"I'm familiar with it."

"Replace me with dad and you with a young me, and you have every time we went out in public until like Eighty-Nine."

He chuckles softly, "That sounds adorable. Imagining you as a little goth."

"Baby Kirby, tiny little girl compared to her dad, even when I got to be over six feet tall, still tiny compared to dad… gimme a sec, I think I have a photo with dad and Hogan from years ago," Kirby gets up, leaving for only a few minutes before returning and handing Helms a photo.

"Jeez, to make Hogan look tiny, he had to be enormous."

"Guess what size boot dad would wear." Kirby smirks.

"Twenty-two?"

"Yep, size twenty-two, which makes my size sixteen look tiny in comparison, occasionally dad would ham it up more and wear size twenty-four boots."

"He could squash cities in boots like that."

"Dad defined the phrase gentle giant, wouldn't hurt anyone unless they got on his bad side… like Savage."

"Surprised Savage made it this long."

"Yeah, dad hated him oiling himself up before matches, and would punish him for it in the ring, used to scare me by saying if I ever used spray tan I'd become like Savage and need to be punished."

"Well, who needs spray tan anyway?"

"I don't know, but dad outlawed it in the house, 'ma peau naturellement pâle comme la neige me fait ressortir' according to mon pére."

"Like Snow White."

"I guess, but I'm blonde, so not exactly Disney's Snow White."

"Never said anything about Disney."

"Did you mean the Grimm version, my love?"

"There's thousands of versions. I bet There's some version where she's blonde."

"Maybe… uhm, mon mari, I seem to have forgotten about the Christmas cake, you don't mind that, right?"

"Don't mind at all."

"Is everyone finished, may I take your plates?"

"Yes please. Thank you honey."

Kirby gets up, gathering the plates from the table and busying herself in the kitchen by doing the dishes, humming to herself.

Helms joins her not too long after, "This was delicious sweetheart."

"Merci, mon mari. Je suis content que vous l'ayez apprécié."

"I always appreciate anything you do for us."

Kirby blushes, looking away from Helms for a moment before whispering a small, "Love you."

"I love you too."

"Was it actually that good or are you just saying that to lift my mood?" She asks gently.

"It really was that good."

"Shane, does anyone actually eat Christmas cake, aside from myself?"

"I mean, my family used to have a log every year. That's a cake at Christmas."

"Ooh, a yule log… André used to buy those uhm, Christmas pudding things, the ones you set on fire with alcohol."

"Don't say fire too loud, or the Hardys will be all over it."

"Not gonna lie, it's very tempting to give Jeff a box of matches and see how Matt reacts."

"You like my hair dark or green, right?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Cause it's gonna be gray or white if you give Jeff matches."

"Then I won't give in to my chaotic ideas, mon mari, just to keep you as sexy as you were the day we met."

"You don't think I'd be hot as a silver fox?"

"Only if it's from aging, stress turning you into a silver fox worries me, even as an idea."

"That's a fair point."

"But right now, you're still as sexy as the day we met and I just want to enjoy every moment with you."

"So do I."

"My sexy husband, mon ouragan d'amour." Kirby teases.

"Wanna join me in bed?"

"Thought we were sleeping down here tonight, you wanna change plans and go upstairs?"

"Well, I meant bed as more of a state of mind. We can't really sleep in a broken bed."

"Oh, so you meant, 'you wanna make love?' Instead of sleeping, shouldn't we wait until the others leave before we start getting steamy?"

"If we wanna be polite, I suppose."

"Well, do you want to be polite or do you want to have an early Christmas present, if you catch my drift." Kirby teases.

"Ooh, now that's tempting."

"The choice is yours, mon mari."

"Let's stop being polite."

"Thought you'd take the option involving sweet loving, mon ange."

"Exactly. Being impolite to our guests by loving sweetly on my love."

"C'mere sexy husband." Kirby purrs, pulling Helms into a heated kiss.

He kisses her back deeply.

"So my love, what are you gonna do to me? Kiss me all over? Make me scream your name?"

"Who says I can't do both?"

"You can do both, I just wanna know the plan, Mama wants to know exactly what Daddy's got in mind for her."

"I'm thinking I make love to you until sunrise, in every position that doesn't hurt your leg."

"That sounds like a marvellous plan, mon ouragan d'amour, a marvellous plan by the mind of a marvellous man." She smirks.

"Some would call me devious. Very much so for a babyface." He grins.

"The crowd loves you too much for you to even be considered slightly Heel-ish, which I guess they've also done to me for my entire career, just said no to the idea of me being a heel."

"I bet I could pull it off someday, if I ever need a change."

"You would need to completely kill the idea of the Hurricane if you wanted to go heel… I know eventually you may have your reasons why you want to go heel, but… I'll keep my opinion to myself… I shouldn't attempt to dissuade you from anything you decide to do."

[writingonesdreams]

Wow okay this really sucked me in👀 from the beautiful sunrise intro that was so poetic, to the worldbuilding and little descriptions being so fun, I don't remember having so much fun reading about training grounds and halls 😂, to the little hints at the world being so big, with a history with a Mad God? That sounds epic in scale for a quest. And the little nice faun Quest Keeper. Seriously where do you come up with the titles, they are so great.

I liked the little dramatic past at the sore topic with that last guild for Merle and her struggle to sleep was super relatable right now, cause I slept like 4 hours last night and keep nodding off.😂

I just love how you can set the place, I totally forgot where I was and sank in there. Also Arlen being an moon elf, that's a cool take 👀 and a studious one too. Night sure seems like the more stoic and mysterious type 😂 what a name for such a pale girl. I'm interested in the group already, didn't think I could be so disloyal to Reuven, Silver and Kitan😂.

Really nice start, the guild sounds like a fun and caring place, with that Wyn guy with scary title giving lectures about recklessness 😂 I can't wait what will happen now and how the interviews will look like. Becoming legends, what a nice clear goal to have. Ahhh I just want to keep reading, a book exactly like this. Keep me on the tag list for the story pls!

The Shackles of Time, Chapter One - The New Arrivals

 Here it is, the very first chapter of my Shackles of Time story.

 Total word count for it ended up being roughly 2,900. Trigger warnings - none that I can think of. There’s no violence or swearing or anything of that sort.

 A big thank you to @hannahs-kudos, @writingonesdreams, and my lovely writing partner, @sorenfarwalker for the encouragement when I decided to start this project. You three are awesome <3

 And with that, happy reading.

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R U L E S : you must answer these eighty five statements and tag twenty people

I was tagged by the always wonderful @essentiallychaotic​

I would like to tag: dude idk if I know 20 people to tag but ill try... if I tag you and you don't want me to please tell me @iridescentautistic​ @mybloodyplacemats​ @wanderer-and-muse​ @standswithpotatos​ @alaskanomad​ @melodychanges​ @happydance416​ uuuuuuh idk that's 7? lol @everyone that works right?

Part 1: the last:

drink: Twist up its a lemon lime soda... idk I asked my boy for a drink and that's what he brought me

phone call: My mother she woke me up two days ago

text message: to me- my mother.... from me- my coworker

song you listened to: Brittany spears toxic started playing on the radio when I got home from work

time you cried: Last night... combination of hormones and touchy feely movie... hormones suck...

Part 2: Ever:

dated someone twice: uh ive been on more than one date with my boy... otherwise my dating history is a little unclear... several guys who acted like we were dating and then refused to actually call it a date... so yeah idk...

kissed someone and regretted it: ooooooooh yeah.....  alcohol is bad for you kids......

been cheated on: nope... ive only been in the one relationship and I have a very loyal boy

lost someone special: yes... both in passing away and by loosing touch....

been depressed: been? as in passed tense... lol try still depressed... ive learned how to handle it though, and it helps to have an outlet that's not controlled by my mother, and people who care about me. and to not be told how terrible I am every 5 minutes.

gotten drunk and thrown up: I had a crazy 21st birthday.... after that I try not to get that drunk... but it happens on occasion... lol

Part 3: Favourite colours: ALL OF THEM!!! I really like colors.. though green, blue, and blood red are prolly my top colors...

Part 4: In the last year have you:

made new friends: yes.... more like my boy made friends and introduced me, but yeah I always meet new people

fallen out of love: Naw  I love my boy too much

laughed until you cried: yeeeeah.... I laugh a lot lol....

found out someone was talking about you: yeah apparently people talk about me a lot “oh yeah I know who you are” is a phrase I hear a lot when meeting people... also I guess my boy talks about me? but from what I hear people usually say good things

met someone who changed you: yeah ive spent some time getting to know myself better

found out who your friends are: yeah.... and in the process ive lost almost all of them, but I'm done trying too hard to get people to like me. I want to be invited out not just kinda sorta included but only if somebody else takes me. So yeah... long story short I found out that my friends are simply not....lol... I do still have the good ones though....

kissed someone on your facebook list: don't have facebook.... if I did it would prolly be yes though lol....

Part 5: General:

how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: yeah still don't have facebook

do you have any pets: Theyre not really mine, but I live with 2 doggos

do you want to change your name: when I was little I wanted to change my name... I wanted something more pretty like rose or diamond.... but now I'm pretty happy with my name... would only change my last name if the occasion called for it....

what did you do for your last birthday: If I remember right I went to my physics class and then chilled in the empty cabin.... my boys aunt and uncle were visiting from Germany and got me a cake and a couple of presents... but on the actual day of my birthday I was pretty much alone... but birthdays are gross anyway

what time did you wake up: 1 pm lol... I'm too much of a night owl

what were you doing at midnight last night:  I was finishing my movie and playing with my phone... I wanted to snap about how the sunlight in Alaska makes fireworks a bummer for the 4th, but I was too lazy lol  

name something you can’t wait for: not having schoolwork.... I'm so glad to be done.....

when was the last time you saw your mom: may when she came up for my graduation... it wasn't too bad... she only put  me down once....

what are you listening to right now: bobs burgers.... my boys watching it

have you ever talked to a person named Tom: yes.... I have a friend named tom.... we don't talk very often... but hes still my friend....

something that is getting on your nerves: my one coworker.... he pisses me off...

most visited website: tumblr.... or Netflix....

hair colour: blonde... which is kinda an ombre cause I dye it lighter and then let it grow out and then repeat so its always lightest on the bottem lol... though I'm trying to let it grow out for a bit...

do you have a crush on someone: my booooooooooooy (please read that in a super cheasy sappy sarcastic tone)

what do you like about yourself: that's a tough question... lol... But I like my ability to be stubborn... It helps me work hard to get what I want and be a better person.... and I get to prove people wrong which is great because so many people have told me that I would never really succeed because the odds were too stacked against me...

piercings: don't have any... have considered earings.. but nah....

blood type: yeah... no idea

nickname: cece ce Cebu skittles pixie.....

relationship status: dating and hopeful for the future cause this is a very good one...

zodiac: leo

pronouns: She/Her

favourite tv show: Gilmore Girls, buffy, charmed, x files.... idk I watch a lot of shows...

tattoos:  I absolutely love them... but my fear of needles and my indecisiveness mean that I don't have any nor any plans to get one... but I love henna... 

right or left handed: right handed when it comes to writing... but ambidextrous for just about anything else...

piercing: no.

sport: uuuuh I don't follow any major teams or anything... but I'm always down to watch baseball, basketball, hockey, or soccer... ill gladly play any sport but I'm sorely out of shape lol and I don't always know all the rules... football still confuses me...

vacation: everywhere lol.... but right now Germany, Ireland, las vagas, japan, or just taking time off to travel around Europe in general, are all at the top of my list.....

pair of trainers: ????? idk????

Part 6: more general :

eating: Most food is good... I will prolly die if you ever feed me spicy food tho

. drinking: water, iced tea, hot tea, coffee, some soda but not very much or very often, milk, alcohol...

I’m about to: prolly go to bed so I don't  die working the morning shift tomorrow

waiting for: it to be dark at night again lol...

want: my degree, a job that utilizes that degree, my own place.

get married: one day. ive got some time before anything happens... but I found my person....

career: Chemistry.... in Alaska.... man I'm still piecing that one together.... but environmental chemistry is super cool... and id love to work with the Alaskan environment, to keep it safe and clean and to better understand how it works

hugs or kisses: both... but mainly hugs... I'm a very touch oriented person....

lips or eyes: lips...  idk why cause I love eyes too... but I'm fascinated with how peoples lips look.... like I never understood those superhero masks that just cover their eyes because I always recognize people by their lips and how they talk

shorter or taller: taller....... when I'm around tall people I feel smaller and that makes me happy... plus like.. they can reach the shit that I cant lol...

older or younger: I'm sooo old...... not really but sometimes I feel like it so idk lol

nice arms or nice stomach: arms... always.... especially shoulders...

hook up or relationship: uh before my current relationship I was totally all for either though I focused mainly on hook ups... but now I'm content with the relationship thing....

troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker... definitely... but usually its a good thing.... I never much cared for rules...

kissed a stranger: oh yeah... many times...

drank hard liquor: yup... do it a lot... but life in Alaska....

lost glasses or contact lenses: forgot where I put them a few times... but always found them... break glasses a lot tho....

turned someone down: yeeeeah... guys usually don't respond well... I know... big surprise...

sex on the first date: yup... i love sex....

broken someone’s heart: yeah.... it was terrifying... i vaguely knew him through mutual friends and similar activities...  he asked to be my valentine when id told him that id never had one before ... valentines was about two weeks away... we saw each other for like a week... he had my entire future planned out for me... and i couldn't get passed the fact that he was 14 years older than me....  when i told him things weren't gonna work he broke down bawling.... and our mutual friends told me how bad he was after the conversation....

had your heart broken: yeah... and then toyed with... it was fuuuuuun.......

been arrested: no I'm an good kid who can do nothing wrong... and anytime ive done anything illegal i was always with people who took all the attention off of me....

cried when someone died: yeah... ive known too many people that have died....

fallen for a friend: yup... it didn't work out

Part 7: do you believe in:

yourself: Its a work in progress lol.

miracles: yes. This world is not always as terrible as the people who inhabit it...  

love at first sight: you know... i never used to believe in it... but then i met my boy and i swear to god it was like i saw the puzzle pieces of my life fall into place around me... we were pretty drunk but to this day i still cant explain why i had such a strong urge to meet this man. why i insisted that he had to play pool with us... we already had more than enough people to play... but he had to be there with us.... and from that moment on my life has just gotten better and better....

Santa Claus: I guess... more like i believe that once upon a time he exsisted....

kiss on the first date: yes... again I'm a very touch oriented person....

angels: I think theres a lot of things out there that we do not understand and we are not ment to... so yeah i think angels exist...

Part 8: Other:

current best friend’s name:

Mckenzi is my go to... but Daniel is also my best friend.... I have a few others too like maddi... but if i named everyone then id be naming like all my friends and that would make me sad because I'm too social to have such a small social group lol....

eye colour: blue....

Favourite movie: depends on my mood... but i can never really pick a favorite...

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Wonder Woman

Well here it is guys I'm gonna be mainly serious so continuing from my last post where I said I wanted to talk about it. I just took a shower and wait Alright I just wanted to say hi to my brother and Mom who just got home now man. So I'll just get to the point also I'm not tagging this I love this movie. Including told people when they asked me about it even my mom right now told her it was really great. Including to others it was really good. Sorry but I'll get to this now man. I fucking love this film. Just watching it and over all not just the action yet the writing. I'm not gonna mention all the actors cause I'm difficult with names. Yet I'll just say Gal Gadot seriously she is really great I loved her as Wonder Woman including every one else who played their characters did so well. Honestly just....I'm not gonna spoil the movie yet....I was so invested in it. Because like I said in my last post this is my favorite DC cinematic universe movie with Man Of Steel in 2nd. I'm okay with Man Of Steel their was some stuff I liked about it. Yet Wonder Woman what makes it so great is how better the writing is, pacing I suppose, and even emotion. I'll tell you this and told my therapist this but told her I didn't wanna spoil anything. Including explained to her I was almost about to cry. Yet mainly cause I was so invested in the story and characters and just as it progresses including towards the end of the movie I felt like tears we're gonna be coming down. Yet I didn't wanna make sure no one knew. Yet it wasn't just the film itself which is so good. I'm just really happy about the quality of this movie. Including it was just well done basically. Along with directed so well by Patty Jenkins sorry if I get her last name wrong. But seriously on Collidervideos news yesterday she sounds like an amazing woman. Including she directs it very well and just overall just everything about the movie. Even told my therapist it's my first time seeing it yet I was just so happy. Including I feel this is an important. The fact just of what this movie succeeds. The first really great DC cinematic universe film, the first movie theater Wonder Woman movie, and just I'm glad the movie is getting praise. From what I've seen mainly on Tumblr. I feel like it's a good thing and just even as a man I love this film. It's a film just it deserves to be a success, it deserves more money at the box office, it deserves to be noticed, it deserves the Rotten Tomatos score, it's maybe one of my favorite films of the year. Along with Kong Skull Island, and Beauty And The Beast live action remake don't judge me I feel that film was well made and respected the original story man. Including it was just fun this girl I talked about she was excited even when I was worried and told her I was worried of her getting in trouble. Yet she liked it a lot and she's just months older then me like January. Also don't worry the film has funny moments. You know what's amazing I have seen no reviews of any kind man. Might of seen little spoilers in some comments not much yet worried yet was mainly surprised man put that again lol dude. Also funny thing when I went to the bathroom after the movie, turns out one of my teachers aides her son was there and he asked me how did I think of the movie and I was washing my hands and I told him I really liked it and shit like that I guess man ha. Yet he also asked me if I thought Wonder Woman was pretty....I just said she was cute. Mainly he asked like it seemed I was a little kid yet I was trying to act like a mature adult. But lol seriously I'm just happy. Without spoiling the film itself thought in my head now a masterpiece okay I don't know man. Yet I'm just happy it was well made, including just in a cinematic universe that made me doubt it. Everyone did a very good job and just so many things I loved man and hearing Jeremy Jahns voice reading this man haha. Yet now here I'll get to the rant part now this isn't towards the film. It's mainly my feelings towards Batman V Superman Dawn Of Justice and how it affected stuff. Spoilers for Batman V Superman Dawn Of Justice. Now Angry Joe voice ha sorry man, yet okay this same movie Wonder Woman is in the same universe in a movie where Batman kills people while the Joker is still alive, Superman is already killed by Doomsday, and God damn Jessie Esienberg is God damn fucking Lex Luthor. Feel like putting that in all caps. Yet what I'm disappointed and angry about. It fuckin pisses me off that seeing a film like Wonder Woman a film I love so much whole BVS is a very conversational like what the fuck man. It bothers me cause the stuff they went with in BVS and you can't go back really unless it's doing the Flashpoint story line but it might not take away what showed up first. Certain choices were made for BVS and it bothers me a movie I really wanted to be good like many other people. But it's mainly a meme due to some jokes and other stuff man ha. Yet the fact it's the first big screen crossover between Batman and Superman, also even Wonder Woman. Listen I understand their was risks of making a Man Of Steel sequel cause of the box office which I think was maybe the reason they put Batman in it. What BVS suffers is the fact it's so rushed and I'm gonna tell you guys I like the Marvel Cinematic Universe quite a bit. Even if I'm not interested in it a bit man lol, get I appreciate and respect of what they do. It fact it bothers me some certain criticism's the fact this even exists the MCU is maybe the best thing ever. Which was the reason we are now truly getting a DC cinematic universe it seems man. Such as reading from YouTube comments Man Of Steel was only gonna be a trilogy then it changed to the DC cinematic universe ha man. Sorry but seriously BVS is so rushed and watching Angry Joe's BVS reviews a couple of times, and finally the Nostalgia Critic and Angry Joe review, and Banditincorporated's mega review I watched last night man. It's sad cause I wanna grow up with these characters and care about them. I wanna feel their struggle and be very invested in them. Not just because of who they are but because of them being actual people, with proper development and all that good shit man. In fact I've seriously been thinking if I arranged the DC cinematic universe here's just....this is a work but here you go man this list dude. Man Of Steel Man Of Steel sequel Batman film Wonder Woman Batman V Superman Dawn Of Justice Or some shit like that. The reason why Batman has one film seriously I like Batman but we've seen a lot of him maybe it's best to only have one film of him, and Superman deserves at least one sequel to grow as a character. I seriously would of loved that and if the script was better or even different man I would of loved it. I'm not the biggest DC fan yet I like DC I've been in the mood. I may like Marvel yet I'm thinking you know what I think I'm liking DC more. Yet I'm just sad and pissed off that how this cinematic universe started off. Seriously I'm alright with Man Of Steel we could of built upon that but BVS kind of ruined it. If characters were given proper development and some shit like that man, BVS could of been a great film. A emotional one at that too man, a big screen film of Batman, Superman, and Wonder Woman. The reason I'm not talking about Suicide Squad cause I don't​ bother with seeing it. Including the critic scores ha man.....just...and what people have said lol man....... We have Justice League and also the trailer appeared before the movie and I swear to God I want that shit to be good. You've set up the movie with BVS seriously just be a good movie. Including from what I learned from Collidervideos Warner Bros are gonna wait and see if the DC cinematic universe would go further and it depends on the success of Justice League. Seriously Aquaman sounds like it can be a kick ass film ha kick ass man lol.... Sorry yet....I forgot if theirs more ha yet I think we're good. No caps or anything lol caps but ha sorry....I highly recommend this film. It's a film that deserves the praise and I hope and oh head sorry...the random bullshit but I hope and swear to God Justice League is a great or even good movie. Because Wonder Woman really changed my mind about this cinematic universe and I want these films to be good cause I wanna see films about characters like Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, Aquaman, the Flash, and others man all in one universe. Yes we've had Superman and Batman films before but not in a cinematic universe. Lol just I okay chill out. Again and need to have faith I want good movies man.......good or even great movies. Keep doing that and I'll keep spending my money on them man haha