#Sid dear door

[saigar-art]

Lil’ sketch of Sid from Dear Door He’s a total mofo in the story but if anyone dares to hurt this child again I swear I’ll grind them into cosmic dust 😤

[zak-dar]

I just want to Sid be happy and loved (even if it’s by Metatron)

[lestcat-de-lioncourt]

wow I don’t use tumblr on my laptop and I googled Sid from Dear Door and a post I made abt ADHD using a picture of him is in the top results.. oh dear lmao

[tealeaves71]

The beauty!  OMG!  😍

[weepingfireflies]

I finally read Dear Door on recommendation, and holy shit, that was a really convoluted love triangle-road map thing

[yuuminni]

im just so disappointed that so many times a story abt bad ppl falling in love will either end in a tragedy where the love interest outright hates and rejects them or in a happy ending where the love interest somehow reciprocates them. not once have i ever seen a story ends in the utterly devastating state of their crush caring about them but never to the same degree they care abt their crush. wheres the friends with unrequited crush representation

[thedevilrisen]

Hospital - 3

Nova Crosby -

11:46 pm

Luke sat in the blue hallway of the hospital, hands shaking as he picked at the buttered banana bread that the nurse suggested he purchase, he had to admit. It was very good. Sitting there in his own world of dismay, struggling to find his footing in the storm of uncertainties. Since he was sent down to the cafe, which closed half-an-hour ago no new information had arised.

Luke was still waiting for Sid near the entrance of the hospital, responding to his message with an 'I'll tell you when you get here.' Both men knew that that conversation would be better had face to face, with each other to lean on. A common theme between the two was a severe restlessness, understandability so when a loved one was in a precarious position.

Luke's gaze followed movement outside the glass entry doors to the hospital, when the motion sensor light triggered he identified the movement as Sidney and immediately jumped up to greet him. Luke pressed the green button for the door as it was past visiting hours which meant no one from the outside was allowed in.

When Sid walked through the glass doors, his eyes connecting with Luke's as the two let out a simultaneous breath of relief. While many would be worried for Nova there were probably only two who would match the incredulous level and right now they were standing and looking at each other in the hospital entrance tears beading the tops of their lashes in solitude.

"How you holding up, kid?" Sid rasped out, barely above a whisper. He had to admit, Luke looked like a mess, dark bags under his bloodshot eyes, his hair was tousled from running his hand through it countless times as he sat in the weight of the situation.

"I certainly could be better, I can tell you that much." Luke spoke sarcastically, Sid got the impression that Luke was very much akin to a wounded animal. Terrified and defensive, refusing help from others because that would make the situation worse. "Not as bad as you I'd imagine."

Sid nodded solemnly along with the whispered words, when he had first heard from Luke what was wrong with Nova he had consulted his medical dictionary to disclose what a brain aneurysm was and whether or not her was having one. Never in a million years or life times did he think he would be standing in the entrance of a hospital in which housed Nova in its sterile-lit depths.

"While she was first and foremost my darling little girl Luke, she's now your girl too. I've always know one way or another she'd become so infatuated with someone and I'd be handing her off at an alter eventually." Sid took a deep breath, eyes darting around as he tried to find the correct way to word his next statement, "I had just always prayed, that one day it would be the right person. I don't want to make any outrageous assumptions.. but if I didn't know any better Luke I'd say you are planning to be that person."

Luke finally felt his walls crumble, the strong front he held in the ambulance and in the emergency, when he took a picture with the server at the cafetiera. It all came crashing down. Tears spewed from Luke's eyes as he stumbled forward into Sidney's arms, wet gargled sobs entrenched the prior tranquility of the hospital lobby and turned it into a cacophony of suffering. The ensemble of incoherence continued to play as the ship sank, and Luke to his knees with Sidney in tow, his arms still cradling the distraught boy.

Sidney didn't try to quiet the boy, Luke needed to let out the emotion or he would explode. As his quaking shoulders softened to mear trembles and tears subsided Sid loosened his grip, letting Luke drag himself back into reality, allowing him to strengthen his frontier again for everything that was to come.

And come it did.

Unknown ID

Dear Family of Nova Crosby, two of her 3 schedules surgeries went to plan, we were unable to perform the third due to a complication in which she has been moved to the Intensive Care unit, located on level three, for close monitoring. Please find the Intensive Care waiting room located outside ward 3A where a nurse will come find you and bring you to visit.

[itsmebytch001]

Carmy's Kid: Pt 1

Sat down on a leathery dirty seat the bussesl of customers swallowing you up pondering on your testing math work, and the overhearing of your father screaming was certainly not helping in the mildest.

Carmy: "Cousin, Cousin?!" He bangs his pan onto the stove.

Richie: "What? What?!" He turns into the kitchen from the freezer.

Richie: "Corner" Sydney swerves around him.

Carmy: "Where is the fucking Borchetta?"

Richie: "Oh I don't know why don't you look for it, I don't what with maybe your eyes? You know those water things in your eyes?"

Carmy: "I'm doing a million things right now cousin can you please please tell me where the God damm Borchetta is?!"

Richie: "I DON'T KNOW!" He screamed, your Dad looks like he's about to snap.

Carmy: "Sydney, you see the Borchetta is?"

Sydney: "No Chef, Corner!"

Carmy: "Marcus?"

Marcus: "No Chef, behind!" he bellowed skimping behind his co-workers.

Carmy: "Dear God I know somebody's got the fucking Borchetta!"

Richie: "You know what cousin? maybe it grew legs and ran away, huh? Do ya think maybe that's happened baby?"

Carmy: "you know what? Go fuck yourself Richie"

Richie: "You kiss your daughter with that mouth?"

Carmy: "Don't talk bout my fucking kid Richie"

Richie: "See? See? he did it again! My God she's gonna be swearing like a sailor ain't she Sids?"

Sydney: "Shut up CORNER!"

Richie: "shut up? Shut up? are you for real?" He took a stride towards Sydney as she help a hot tray full of cooked beef.

Carmy: "Step off Richie"

Richie: "Shut up?" He loomed over like a mildly threatening swamp three.

Sydney: "Get out my face"

Richie: " sorry what was that sweetie?"

Sydney: "Get.Out.My.Face" her hands tensed over the hot tray, a hand reaches over Riche's shoulder.

Carmy: "Step the fuck off Richie, NOW HAS ANYBODY SEEN THE FUCKING BORCEHTTA?!"

Richie: "Look in the God Damm pantry, you retarded prick!"

Sydney: "You not supposed to say-"

Richie: "Oh Go fuck yourself Sydney"

Carmy:"Behind, behind, behind behind" he repeated snaking his way too the pantry, scanning over it to find no Borchetta.

Carmy: "It's not here cousin!"

Richie: "Look fucking harder!"

Carmy: "Fuck fuck fuck fuck " He's scrambling picking up soft cheese checking the lable and again and again and again where is it where is it where the Hell is it?

Carmy: "It IS NOT HERE COUSIN!"

Richie: "Dear God you blind dick, behind, behind, behind, behind"

He repeated following his path too the pantry, reaching for the top shelf, and picking up...the Borchetta.

Richie: "Here" he said practically throwing it at him.

Richie: "Next time don't be such a bitch about it, it's fucking cheese man"

Camry rubbed his eyes, the top shelf, the top fucking shelf maybe Richie put it up there just to push him, lanky ass dick, I should fire him. can I fire him? Did Mike leave me hire fire power? well I have hire power...it would be for the best...but how's he gonna pay his Child support? who care? No No that's cruel, he won't be able to see her any more if he can't pay, and imagine is you couldn't see Y/n? Imagine if Richie took Y/n then what would you do? I'd kill him? Obviously yeah and it's like you can run this joint if your fucking dead so shut up and don't fire Richie, m'kay? kay fine, jeez.

Camry rubbed his eyes, he's so tired.

Y/n.

Camry: "shiiiiit, Chefs! Eyes on Y/n!" Tina peers her head out the door to see you still, looking sadly onto your maths paper.

Tina: "Got her Chef, who's the guy?"

Carmy: "who's that what?"

Tina: "That guy? sittin across her?"

Camry: "What?" He said pacing quickly over looming behind her to see some dirty old hobo talking to you.

Carmy: "Ay AY what the fuck you think you doing?!" he yelled over at him.

Tina: "Chill man, he seem's harmless"

Richie: "Seem's, yeah."

Carmy lightly pushed past Tina out the kitchen and into the diner.

Carmy: "Get out, GET OUT!" He yelled at the man, who really had done nothing wrong, eating his sandwich.

"Whoah, Whoah I ain't done nothing man"

Carmy: "Fuck you doing sitting across my kid?" He grips the mans shirt and pulls him close.

"There aren't any more seats?" They are infacnt, no more seats.

Carmy looks around and confirms, there are no more seats.

Carmy: "I don't give a fuck, you eat outside!"

"Its snowing?!"

Carmy: " I don't care, get out GET OUT!"

You place your head on the counter and cover your ears, your Dad get's scary when he's like this. Your 'Uncle' Richie slips in behind pressing his hands in between Your Dad, and the homless guy.

Richie: "Chill man you gotta chill"

Camry:" Don't tell me what the fuck to do Cousin"

Richie: "Look around your scaring her you idiot"

Camry glances over to you, your forehead pressed against the table your ears covered.

fuck.

he released the man from his grasp, collecting himself in deep shaggred breaths as he scattred off.

Richie: "You gotta chill ma-"

Camry banged his fist onto the table.

Camry: "OKAY LISTEN UP, LADIES AND GENTELMEN THIS SEAT HERE!" He pointed at you "WITH THE LITTLE GIRL IN THE PURPLE COAT, IS RESEVRED, Mkay?! ANYONE ONE WHO SIT'S ON IT BANNED!" He pointed at the homless man rushing his way out.

Carmy: "BANNED!" He banged his fist on the table again, fishing his speech, causing you to tense and shudder Richie gestured to you, shaking still with your hands over your ears, Camy wiped his hand over his face, realsing how over board he had just gone. He leaned over the table and gave you a kiss on the head.

Carmy: "I'm sorry I yelled baby, I'm so sorry" He rubbed your hair and you lifted your head.

Carmy: "Tell you what, Tell you what? I'll help you when we get home if you want? yeah?"

Y/n: "Sure"

Carmy: "Okay, okay I love you" He said kissing again on your temple.

Y/n: "How long till closing?"

Carmy: "4 Hours baby"

Y/n: "Four!?"

Carmy: "That's just how it is baby, but we got a stack of books you could read yeah? Still working your way through Harry Potter"

Y/n: "Ugh, fine" You sank into your chair.

Camry: "Okay, okay well I gotta get back to work now baby"

Y/n: "I know"

Camry: "M'kay, RICHIE!" he yelled off into the kitchen.

Richie: "what?!"

Carmy:" Get Y/n her fucking books!"

Richie: "Which one?!"

Camry: "All of em!"

Richie rolled his eyes and collected the thick stack of books and plopped them onto 'your' table.

Richie: "Here you go Princess"

Y/n: "thanks"

As Carmy and Richie walked back into the kitchen, leaving you to your devices,

Richie: "Why don't you get her a Ipad? keep her entertained for hours no complaints"

Carmy: "I'd rather skin myself, now fuck off and get me some Borchetta, this is off"

pt 2? Need ideas.

[redwolfstabs]

Don’t fall for Billy Loomis.

"Don't fall for Billy Loomis and his dark brown eyes. They're endless pits and you'll lose yourself forever." Stu snickers as he reads a note he picked up from the ground, he's laughing and everyone around him is too. "Oouh! Looks like we have a poet in here!" Stu lifts the paper and flaps it above him, looking around him. Some girls are giggling along, some guys are searching for more notes, and Billy, in the back of the class, is slouched in his chair. His arms are crossed and he's not smiling, the light in his eyes is gone. Stu steps down from his chair and bows down to everyone, they clap at his little show. He walks over to his best friend, handing him the folded paper. "Wasn't that cute?" Stu smiled and waited for Billy to take the paper. Billy doesn't show interest in it, he even doesn't lift a finger, he looks up at Stu and shrugs. "I could care less." That's what Billy said, Stu believed it, oh man he did.

Don’t fall for Billy Loomis. "Don't fall for Billy Loomis and his dark brown eyes. They're endless pits and they'll eat you alive." Stu repeats his own note and stares off at his walls while the music around him consumes him, everyone is quick to party, drink, whatever. Stu could join in the fun but no, he's moping and groaning. If he had to daydream, why couldn't he have thought about Tatum or Casey? That's because the universe he thought was in his favor... was actually in Billy's.

"Stu!" A hand lands on his shoulder and his eyes look at the person's nails and run up their arm, meeting their face. Billy, the devil himself. "Let's go drink in your room. I have to tell you something!" Billy says his words runny like eggs, his words feel delayed. Stu complies, like always, and stands up. He watches Billy tread through the crowd of people and through his own home, maybe one day he could call it their home.

"What's up?" Stu grins and closes the door behind them, Billy takes his spot on Stu's bed and smiles. He brings the tip of the beer bottle to his mouth, Stu feels a pit in his chest form. He should be used to the feeling, be numb to it now but every time it comes back it's stronger. "Remember that note? Sid, Sidney Prescott wrote it. We're dating."

"Oh. Oh! Really? That's great man!" That's what Stu said, he hoped Billy believed it. He's sure he did.

Don’t fall for Billy Loomis. "Don't fall for Billy Loomis, everyone he loves is on the list to die." Tatum mumbles to Stu, she rolls her eyes and crosses her arms. "More like if you're in the Prescott family anyway. He's like... a bad luck charm." Stu stares at her... and smiles. "Nah, things tend to go his way." Stu hugs her waist and walks her to his car. "Oh! So he wanted for Sid's mom to die?" Tatum says playfully, he opens the door for her and she sits down. "You know what I mean." Stu kisses her forehead. "Do I?" "Oh, you will." (THIS WAS MID BUT AHHH FUN WRITING YAYAYYAY)

Dear mysterious anon

I absolutely LOVE THIS AAAAAHHH

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@fantasylandbitch BETHY DEAREST, COME READ THIS

[mamaladeskies]

Dear Door: I'll Need My Eyes Cleansed

I want to start by saying I have never seen that many dicks before in my entire life. I am in a state of shock. Yes, I'm an adult.

I've found myself getting into boys love manhwa and it's been good so far. I chanced upon Dear Door by Pluto and what caught my eye was the suggestive cover and Cain's brown skin, so of course I was going to read it.

After 152 chapters (I'm taking a break from the dicks) I am confident that this was PWP, porn with plot. A good plot. I sacrificed sleep a couple times to find out what was at the end of each twist and turn.

At first I'd halted my reading to continue with Painter of the Night because for the first few chapters the story seemed chopped in some places; like when Kyunjoon would say he's feeling pain, we wouldn't know why but it would be alluded to that something had happened. I kept wondering if I'd skipped a panel or something.

A Tiktok I saw of Cain and Kyunjoon's babies drew me back to the story. They were very cute. It motivated me to continue and once I got into it, I couldn't stop. Painter of the Night got forgotten, my personal project got forgotten, my sleep became an afterthought. At work, what got me through the day was remembering Cain and Kyunjoon were waiting for me.

I enjoyed their relationship, even when other couples were introduced I didn't feel an urge to jump ship. They had an opposites attract thing going on where they complemented each other, they communicated their feelings(mostly), they enjoyed each other's company, Cain teasing Kyunjoon was adorable and Cain is 101% dedicated to Kyunjoon and so was Kyunjoon... It was just cute.

Dear Door had that thing I like where when the demon starts to fall in love, his heart starts to feel funny and he's confused at what his body is doing.

The plot of demons using humans as doors to hell meant we got an unhealthy number of sex scenes, with no lightsabers. Pluto did not censor anything and even magnified the sex scenes, such that we'd get multiple close ups from like different angles going on and on for almost half the chapter. The first time I saw it, the uncensored parts, I thought my sleep depraved self was imagining things. It had started out pretty mild and then everything was in my face, multiple times. Whew.

Let's just say the characters got into some kinky stuff along the way, Azaniel, bless him, was very curious and unashamed about it.

The true strength of this story was the fast pace, I never got bored, and how the characters were written and the dynamics between them. Sid was an interesting character, his yearning for love was truly pitiful. Understanding why Cain was playful and nice for a demon Lord was satisfying. Aaron's story was melodramatic. But, Satan could have been more diabolical, more scary... Just more.

Jinyoung was a victim. He truly suffered, I kept wondering how he's not the main character with how much he was suffering. It was sad, but he got a satisfying ending.

Something I can't let go of, is what the hell happened to Kyunjoon being a police officer? Did he quit? Was he fired? What happened there?

The beautiful art distracted me from any gaping holes in the story. The characters were beautifully designed and the colours were stunning. My favourite character design was Cain, in human and full demon form, then Ben in his mutt form then Aaron, I love his scars. Satan gets an honourable mention because of the red eyes.

And of course the babies. Look!

And here is Cain. The floppy ears are so cute and I didn't expect I'd come to like the fangs but I am obsessed. Also, his blonde eyelashes... Uwu. I think I want to see more interspecies and how different artists portray them.

And then some drawings just made me laugh. Oh that's the other thing, I had a few laugh out loud moments and that's always a win.

Even the smut was masterfully drawn. I'll be honest and add the size difference between Cain and Kyunjoon threw me off a bit. I once saw on Reddit that bls tend to do this, however experiencing it with your own two eyes is something else. I want to know what inspired this.

In the end, I had fun. Though I'm kinda worried I won't find something else with beautiful illustrations + cute couple + action packed.

I'm thinking On a Leash next, I heard it's toxic so of course you'll find me at the scene of the crime.

[ezra-trait]

forr the ask game: 49 + 33 + 16 + 7

hi, my dear robinson 🫡

49. what does your last text say?

thiss, i was talking about like an internship program: "lo q me cae mal. es q quiere q vaya 5? meses. cuando podría terminar en 2 meses y medio" — trans: "what i don't like. is that he wants me to go in for like 5? months. when i could finish in 2 months and a half"

33. do you sleep with your door open or closed?

closed! since like forever, i don't like hearing any outside-my-room noises.

16. want any tattoos? what of?

yess. stuff like random quotes/words, with cute typography design ofc. i also really like neotribal and cybersigilism. i would probably get some anime/videogame related stuff as well.

anyway these are some latine artists i really enjoy, mwah:

belmar / dani tinajero / fernando maleta / sid / estéfana / gazlau

7. what’s your ideal number of blankets to sleep with?

usually one, if it's too cold then three. bc i kinda hate getting under my comforter 🙁

→ ask game

[eljeebee]

"Something wrong, Mace?" Sophia asked Mason, when she noticed Mason chewing in discomfort. She sat adjacent to him. "Aren't you cold?" She asked, seeing him in his swimming trunks.

"Mama, hey," Mason looked at him, nibbling his snack. "I'm feeling one of my teeth is loose. Grrr."

"Here, let me see," Sophia reached, hands softly holding his chin.

Mason opened his mouth when he was done chewing. His tongue moved the tooth that was wiggling.

"Does it hurt?" Sophia asked, tutting.

"Not really, just uncomfy," Mason said, going back to his snack when Sophia removed her hand. "Besides, if this go loose, I might grow a fang! Hiiissssss!"

Sophia let out a boisterous laugh.

Sophia saw their LinZ speaker lit up, notifying that someone is by their door.

Jason had went home, and greeted her with a suave kiss on her hand.

"Howdy, my lovely wife," Jason smooched her hand, bending down.

Sophia lovingly giggled with a roll of her eyes. "My day is made with your kiss, dear husband."

"I'm glad to hear it," Jason stood straight, then kissed her cheek. "Now, if you'll excuse me, the Simzlink technician is coming soon to do installation for our internet."

The door opened, and in came Louie and Sid.

"Hi, Mama," Louie greeted.

"Hello!" Sid said, giving Sophia an embrace.

"We met the Vanderburgs at school," Louie said, as Sophia guided them to the dining table, getting them dinner.

"How are they?"

"DID SOMEONE SAY THE VANDERBURGS!!!!" From across the room, Mason stood in front of the back porch door. He had just finished swimming. He sprints to the dining table, taking a seat. He pats the seat beside him, saying, "Come come come come, tell me aaaaaallll about it."

"How about you wear some shirt, young man?" Sophia said.

"No, Mama, this is important," Mason sassily waved his hand. Sid let out a laugh.

"So," Mason said. "How are they? How do you feel beside them?"

"Julie is such a delight to talk with," Sid said, taking a bite. "She told me about her life, and from that I think she's pretty lonely. She told me on every she school she attends, no one had really talked to her as a friend. They would, but if only they need something, or in group projects. But outside of class? No one really talks to her or her brother."

"That's quite lonely," Sophia noted.

"Did you know? Her mom paid the school to keep everyone quiet. She doesn't want Julie and Seamus get hurt especially by the paparazzi. Maybe that's also the reason people won't talk to her," Sid added.

"That's kinda cool," Mason said.

"It is," Sophia nodded, adding, "it's for their safety, considering that they're still royal children, but let's not ignore the fact that it affects their socialization. They're still kids, you know."

"Right," Sid agreed.

"You managed to talk to her?" Louie huffed after gulping down his food. "I tried befriending her twin brother, but he only gives me nasty looks. He's a walking sass."

Sid laughed. "Julie told me about her brother. She told me he's just protective, especially that he's the only guy in their family."

"Ooh," Sophia hummed. "Her brother probably feels responsible over his family's safety. What a sweet child."

"Anyway," Sid continued eating. "She invited me and Louie over for a formal dinner."

"DINNER?!" Mason and Louie exclaimed in unison.

The Simzlink technician and Jason looked at them in surprise. Sophia waved, "Sorry, sorry. Please continue."

"Yes," Sid nodded, holding back a laugh. "If you'll allow us, Auntie."

"I don't mind," Sophia thought for a moment. "I need to think of what you'll bring to the dinner, though."

"I'll help," Sid said.

"Oooohhh, can I come please!!" Mason begged.

Sophia raised a brow at him. "Mason," she warned. "They were invited. Let's respect their invitation. If they extended the invite to us, we can."

Mason pouted, "Okay..."

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[naamahdarling]

Alas, I have no asks with which to distract.

My younger cat has found his true profession in keeping birds away from the window feeder we put up for his enjoyment.

Oh, here's a question:

What do you think of Queen (the band)?

Any favorites (member? era? song? memory?)

I mean, it's hard to beat Freddie Mercury for cool because he was a genuine badass sassmaster and sang like an angel.

This is sublime:

"One day we were in the control room and Fred was sat at the desk," [former roadie] Hince recalled. "And suddenly we heard this voice, and it was Sid Vicious who had come in, and he was clearly the worse for wear. And he called into the room, 'Have you succeeded in bringing ballet to the masses yet?'" "Oh, yes, Simon Ferocious," Mercury responded. "We're trying our best, dear." He then reportedly began flicking the safety pins on Vicious' jacket and commenting on the punk's look. When the bassist stepped towards Mercury, the singer reportedly declared, "What are you gonna do about it?" "Fred went up, took him by the lapels and pushed him out the door," Hince remembered. "[Vicious] hated the fact that I could even speak like that," Mercury recalled in an interview following the incident (available above). "I think we survived that test."

SIMON FEROCIOUS.

It's very hard to pick a favorite song because Queen's work spanned a wide variety of moods so comparing songs is sometimes apples and oranges. It's a Kind of Magic is my favorite album, and Princes of the Universe is perhaps my favorite on that album. I LOATHE the way We Will Rock You/We Are The Champions is used nowadays. Totally inappropriately. I love the shit out of that song, get it the FUCK out of advertising. Also I don't care what anyone says, they are actually one song.

My mom, with whom I had a conflicted relationship, was a big fan of Queen, and she introduced me to them as a child, and it was one thing we could agree on. We both were always up for listening to it on 8-track in the Ford EXP, which is an incredibly dated sentence.

YOUR CAT is doing a very good job at being a cat. Hopefully the birds will wise up or he will settle a little and be able to enjoy the view!

[kc-the-writer]

Fear Thy Nature - Teaser

Frigid wind blasted through the balmy March evening, weaving through the narrow streets of the Lower East Side, instantly subduing the sweet smell of spring's earliest blooms as it mingled with the fetid decay piled in the city streets.

Meandering through the labyrinth of narrow alleyways, the wind crept through the Bowery and hushed the flicker from the few remaining gas lamps. Building after building, tenements were plunged into complete darkness, with only the glow of oil lamps and candlelights in the windows high above offering any hope of illumination.

The wind busied itself briefly with an abandoned newspaper. The storm cared little for society weddings, a fatal gas leak on Marble Row, or the offerings on Broadway and discarded The Times several blocks north in a whirlwind of wet pages, further decorating the squalor of the landscape.

The last of the warm spring wind hovered over the fashionable neighborhoods to the north and caressed the faces of those who braved the streets of New York City at nightfall. Where the rich met the poor, the garish met the gaunt, electric lights of the upper set met the darkness of the slums; the bitter winds of change and debauched darkness met Maeve Woodbury. Here at the undoubtedly closed bakery, she removed the key from her leather boot and stepped inside the candlelighted room, out of the chill and into the warm company of her dearest friends.

"Ladies, when shall we next meet? The ache in my bones tells me we could be in for quite a storm," Mae asked the women seated at the bay window table. Her warm breath clouded the doorway against the evening's sudden chill, causing the fog to envelop her petite frame as she removed her gloves and stepped into the warmth.

Closing her eyes for fear of rolling them, Sidonia Van der Snyte looked past the latecomer and to the dark evening. "There's always an ache in your bones, dear. The weather has been wonderful as of late. The whole of winter went by like a seaside holiday."

Aurelia Luppino sighed, wistful for the Mediterranean winters she had known in childhood. "It felt like home."

"I suppose you are right. Mr. Whitman seems to believe so. Dermont took me to hear his latest work last night," Maeve noted. "It seems they are already celebrating the season's first blooms in Brooklyn. At least those of dandelions." She pressed her handkerchief to her nose at the mention of the weeds. She gathered her composure once she was confident the urge to sneeze had passed. "Mr. Whitman has such a sense for what is to come. You both could be right, but it is downright bitter out there."

This time, there was no stopping Sidonia's eyes from spinning in suspicion. "Do you always get your news from the ramblings of a madman?"

"I get my news from you, Sid."

Cocking her head to the side, unsure if she had fully understood the banter of the other women, Aurelia asked, "Is there a difference?"

When Sidiona stood from the table in a huff, the chill from the crack under the door was undeniable. "Perhaps Mae is right. She was right about the tea, after all. Did you bring the good sort from uptown?" Straightening her stance, she took the teapot from the table.

"Pendleton's Tea and Tonics, naturally. The finest in all of the city," Maeve promised, extending an emerald box with gold lettering. She scooped the lemon balm, jasmine flower, and lavender into the kettle in Sidonia's hands. "They say this one can help a person see the future. Perhaps this one will settle the debate on the weather. Whether it does or not, I promise the new blend is delicious."

Aurelia's smile brightened with the first taste but fell with the second sip. "How sad to have tasted the very best. Then, what shall I have to look forward to?"

"Sounds to me, the tea may tell you that itself," Sidonia groaned at the notion of tea meant to open a third eye. She had done fine to rely on her two amethyst eyes since birth.

Ignoring the skeptic, Maeve poured a cup for herself and felt the steam tickle her nose. The warm porcelain in her hands and the company of her book club slowly but steadily drove out the chill from deep within her chest. "Well, Lia, I am glad you asked about the Pendletons. It seems their case is nearly won. Dermont tells me the Gerard family has no claim to the patents on the family's pharmacy or cosmetic lines. With any luck, we will all be free to summer in Saratoga, happily slathered in Pendleton sun cream. I am nearly tempted to spend all I have on Pendleton stock and would encourage you-" Maeve's gaze dropped to the table.

While the women's club was meant to discuss books, they had come to find they would rather share their views on politics, religion, and sex. Nothing was taboo between them, but as her eyes flicked to Aurelia's mangled right hand resting on Sidonia's soiled lace tablecloth, she realized the three had no business bringing money into the conversation, no matter what foresight the tea had to offer. "I only mean to say I will know more next week after attending Mrs. Pendleton's gala. Sid, will you be attending?"

"I will be present. You know the rules, Maeve. If you wish to see me at Mrs. Pendleton's gala, you must sneak into the kitchen with the rest of the help. You can only pretend to be lost on the way to the powder room so many times, lest she suspect we are friendly."

Tea poured from Aurelia's lips as she struggled to contain her laughter. "You, my dear Sidonia, will never be mistaken for friendly."

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

Another demon nobels au please? <3

((Hello there anon dear, hope your well tonight. Another one? I think I can write something up. Just give me a second. Oh, and Ink and others belong to @demon-blood-youths and Matt with the lovely horrors belong to @lovelyxhorrors that is a side blog for demon mun. :3))

Silver butterfly mun/Peahen mom

"So it's true then huh? Everyone is getting engaged or what they were saying?" Matt Knack, the heir of his own kingdom looks to his own devil Chernoborg, a devil of the darkness.

"Yes. From what Vanity has been saying, most of the devils are seeing their heirs finding a mate. I figure since it's been happening it seems that news came here too." He was looking out at his own land but he knew his followers were moving about guarding it. Of course Matt crosses his arms wondering about it but he was hearing this from Sid who told him the same.

"Hmmmm.....though, what that has to do with us? Unless, this involves us too?" he asked.

"Matt...because your my heir of course this involves you and your fraction. You all need to either find someone to be mates with. I won't find one for you as the others won't. This is on your own of course." he explains but Matt blinks to think a bit about it. Finding a mate huh? That should be something.

"I guess it shouldn't be too hard to find a mate like that around here. Or maybe not." he said with a shrug but Chernoborg looks to him. "Because I should be fine already having one." he smiled that the devil blinks.

"Hold on; you already have found a mate and you didn't say anything?" He asked.

"Uhhh yeah? I mean, I already knew him but we been knowing one another for a while now. In fact, I already invited him to the kingdom so you can meet him."

"..Him? Wait, so it's a male?"

"Yep!" Matt smiled.

"I figured it was going to be a female.." he mutters.

"Nope, male but we hit pretty well together. I think you'll like him." Matt said with his devil silent.

"..Wait, when did you...you know what? Nevermind. Who is-"

"You'll see......" Matt said to make his devil blink. Before asking, the doors open showing two guards but someone was walking inside while looking ahead. However, he was looking quiet while he was having his eyes forward. Chernoborg blinks seeing a male there but he was wearing a black coat, and it seems to have some sort of monster showing from it. He was not expecting to see another so quickly for Matt but the other walks up as Matt smiled wrapping a arm around his waist.

"Chernoborg, this is Ryunosuke Akutagawa, my fiance and future mate."

"...Nice to meet you."

"........Ummm..." He was not expecting this! How the hell did Matt find a mate already and so quick?! He didn't even know how but maybe he shouldn't question it.

"It's nice to meet you. I was not expecting Matt to find a fiance so quickly...." he said.

"I wasn't either but when hearing that Ink and the others were finding mates I Figure why not? He's perfect for me!" He smiled even with Ryunosuke looks to him but smiled while having his eyes look to him.

"That was because I wasn't expecting you to ask for my hand to be your fiance." Ryu said hearing Matt laugh.

"Yeah but hey, I did love surprising you even when you lease expect it." he adds that Ryu laughed to hear that.

"True..you always said you did love surprising me.." Ryu said.

"Hmmm...okay, I guess this means your alright but what of your team? You know they have to find mates soon too Matt. Did you tell them about this?" he said.

"Sid did but they will find someone. I know they will. But if not, that's fine too. I'm sure it's not too bad even so." He said. "Anyway, come on Ryu let me show you around." he said walking with Ryu as they leave the main throne room. Chrnoborg blinks being alone after they leave through the doors but he sighed shaking his head.

".....Why am I not surprised...but good for him though. Now I don't have to worry about finding suitors later for him." he said but going to take a seat. Though, he wonders of the other members.

~~~~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~~~~~

"Wait, you were going to give us what?" Bakugo blinks to look at Vanity who was speaking with Ink's six claws or Fiances as they were having a little conversation with him.

"You heard me. Because you six are going to be my daughter's husbands and knights I figure I give you something for the occasion. So, I'm giving you each of your own dragon that suits you.." he said showing six Wyverns that was sitting or laying on the ground. They seem to be strong flyers but they were going to be the six claws dragons.

"Woah, woah, woah, your giving us our own dragon?" Izuku asked seeing Vanity nod.

"Yes. If you wish to keep being with my daughter, then that means you have to prove that you can keep her safe and...keep a eye on her. I will warn you, Ink is....*Sighs* Ink. She can be a little hardheaded but for a good reason." he said with Duke knowing it's true. Ink's heart was always in the right place. Even if she tends to get in trouble form time to time.

"So...how do we know which is which?" Atsushi asked trying not to be rude.

"No worries. Each one has been armed with armor of your color. Or a theme of your own. These six will be loyal to you and be by your side forever of all time." he said as the six looks seeing the six Wyverns coming over. Each one did go to one of the six claws but they did see some sort of theme or color theme to their dark blue dragon scales. Yeah, it was not hard to tell who was who's.

"I see. Well, as her six claws, we will do just that, Vanity." Ren said as the other five nod. Vanity sighed but nods back.

"Good. And I see that the fitting of your royal outfits are done for the wedding?" he said.

"Yeah, we were just coming out from that." Rin said petting his own Wyvern on the snout who nuzzled against him back. "But we heard Ink was still doing her own fitting." he said.

".....Oh dear...." As Vanity said a huge explosion was heard making the six claws blinks to stagger.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!?" Denji said but Vanity sighed.

"That..might be Ink.." he sweatdrops.

~~~~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~~~

The DBT sweatdrops seeing that but hearing some shouting and things breaking in the fitting room. They were told that she was being fitted in her wedding dress. Though, it didn't go as planned.

"Do you think we should go and try to calm her down?" Ophelia said worried hearing something else breaking.

"...I don't think we should.." Maggie said.

"INK WILL YOU STOP BURNING EVERYTHING! VANITY TOLD US TO GET YOU FITTED IN YOUR DRESS NOW STOP THIS!" one follower said.

"NEVER! I'M NOT WEARING THAT!! I GET IT'S A WEDDING BUT I'M NOT WEARING A WEDDING DRESS! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!!" she shouted back.

"YOU NEED TO SEE IF IT FITS NOW GET OVER HERE-NO DON'T BURN THE OTHER DRESSES!!"

"STAY BACK! STAY BACK OR I'LL REALLY DO IT! I WILL NOT WEAR SUCH A THING!!"

The DBT blinks but heard this looking to the door. Inside, Ink was surrounded by some followers who was trying to get her in the dress to try it on but she was rather difficult not wanting to.

"Van Ink the Dragon! You are a heir to the Vanity house! Stop behaving like a child and just try the dress on!" he said showing a royal gown that was of the Vanity house.

"NO! DX"

"*Sighs* Ink-"

"I"m NOT wearing it! I'm not going to wear a dress! I rather wear jeans or a shirt! You can't make me!!" she said swinging her greatsword but the followers duck a blue flame as it sets some things on fire.

"OH NOT AGAIN! SOMEONE PUT THAT OUT!" One said seeing them trying to do that.

"Ink.."

"You have to wear this for your wedding! You know that and it's for the Vanity house!" He said looking at Ink but she glares back at the other. Or at least one of the royal adviser who was trying to make this go smoothly.

"........."

"Now, if you just calm down, we can try this and get it over with-"

"I'm not wearing it. -_-" she said.

"Ughhhhhhh........"

"I rather be doing something else than wear that. You'll never make me wear it! NEVER!" she screams but that's when the guards quickly grabs Ink who struggles. "HEY!"

"That's it! You are going to wear this and try it out! You'll look adorable in it!" He said showing the dress.

"NO! GET THAT AWAY FROM ME!! I'LL BURN IT IF YOU GET NEAR ME WITH IT!"

"You know the dress is flame proof. Knowing you, you would have burned it to ashes....now.." He saw some other guards but female dragons as they look to Ink who tenses up.

"......Ummmm Hi?" she said with a sweatdrop.

"..Ladies?" he saw them walk over but grabs Ink to drag her behind a screen and started changing her.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"

Outside, the DBT tenses hearing the shouting but they sweatdrop. Either she was in the dress or she was still fighting for her life. Yeah, this was a lot for Ink but at least she would be done..in a few hours.

"..I'm sure whatever she's wearing for the wedding will be lovely. Though, I figure she won't be happy wearing it for a moment or so." Hellmare thinks a little but the others looks to her.

"I see why some of you were disappearing after. You guys went through that too?" Navarro asked.

"We did.." Jaron, Rust, and Shdwkyz said at the same time with a deadpanned expression.

"It was a long fitting but they said it was needed for that reason. Heck, the ones we are engaged to went through the same thing." Rust said after.

"...Geez..." Navarro sweatdrops but heard Ink shouting when they were fixing something.

"OW! WATCH WHERE YOU STICKING THAT PIN!"

"WILL YOU HOLD STILL INK!?!?" The royal advisor said seeing the females dressing and fitting her in the dress. That's when the Six claws show up hearing the noise but looks to the DBT.

"..Let me guess, Ink is getting her fitting of the wedding dress?" Ren asked.

"Yep."

"Not going as planned is it?" Rin said.

"Nope." they said hearing more shouting from Ink. Yeah, this was going to be a while but it wasn't too long. Right?

[georgieluz]

it's the final countdown liveblog do doo doo

i don't know how i made it through but i did!! i may be a grieving husband of two right now but i'm here

i freaking knew he didn't send those letters to vera!!!!!! there were all those little hints that he was writing them as a way of processing everything they were seeing and as soon as she answered the door i knew they hadn't been corresponding for years like that

maybe it's bc he hasn't been around for a few episodes but i liked leckie in this one, didn't annoy me in the slightest and was even quite charming in a few moments. also his parents quiet dismissiveness of his existence felt incredibly relatable for me

SIDNEY MET HIM FROM THE TRAIN!!!!!! MY SWEET BLONDE CHERUB I MISSED YOU, ALSO WHY DO YOU NOW LOOK LIKE YOU'VE AGED 20 YEARS AND WORK IN INSURANCE ??? that suit is a no no

gene's father sitting outside his door whilst he's having nightmare i'm a fucking mess

and oh my god please don't make him ever shoot anything ever again

LECKIE MARRIED VERA!!

GOOD FOR HIM!!

DEAR VERA!!

"bill hoosier smith survived the wounds he suffered on peleliu" OH HOW NICE OF YOU TO FINALLY TELL US (look i know i'm annoying and won't shut up about this but i swear hbo did this to spite me)

but ahhhh i'm so happy that leckie, hoosier, chuckler and runner all stayed close friends until their deaths or at least chuckler stayed close to them all, it didn't really specify if the rest did but probably?

"sledgehammer served as a pallbearer for snafu's funeral in 1993" i shall quietly tear up in the corner

most surprising thing about the title cards at the end revealing what happened to everyone is that i was doing okay until they showed who the real burgie was and then i started crying out of no where. he was my favourite of the men in the introduction parts.. ohhh i love him i am Emotional i am A Mess

AND THEN SIDNEY CAME ALONG AND THERE'S MY OTHER FAVOURITE OLD MAN <3333 OHHH LOOK AT THEM!!!! REAL LIFE SID HAS THE SWEETEST SMILE EVER I WANT TO HUG HIM

AND HE AND EUGENE STAYED BEST FRIENDS THEIR WHOLE LIVES OH I WILL CRY MYSELF A RIVER AT THIS RATE

i wish they showed us more clips at the end of them talking now that we know who they are because i think that would have been so nice but i'll just go back and watch the intros again at some point

and i guess that brings us to the end of the final liveblog of the final episode of the pacific! i did it!

i still miss ack ack with my entire heart and soul tho i'll never get over it so i currently regret all of my life choices and would like a refund