#They're just taking a while since it's a lot of work

[catgoesboom]

There is a reply on this post asking on how this somehow changes their point and whatnot and felt like sharing my reply to that here:

Sometimes a lot of it comes down to lack of knowledge of both sides (this is not me both siding shit, hear me out). As one of the replies presented, most people don't actually care about interactions with opressive groups as their priority is in protecting the opressed groups. The catch is when you actually learn about the processes of opression in deep and not just "group good/group bad" and how to separate the person from the group in the proper context, you understand how to work with them. A lot of guys easilly turn to the pipeline not because "society treats men too badly", even if that's what they believe in the surface because they're speaking from their personal opinion and experience without the proper tools to actually recognize the core of the issue. Even if it's obviously not true, the feeling of alienation and agression is still there and most of the time are guys that their only knowledge and exposure to these concepts of opression is school (that even when there is it still does a shitty job in getting the point across) and media (which totally skips the explanation and goes straight to conclusion because it presumes everyones on the same page), and if they have no incentive to branch out it's going to stay that way, because the process of the patriachy starts since birth and there's no one willing to teach them about how this shit it's their own poison being sold back to them as the solution. Whether you like it or not, the same right you have of not "caring about men's feelings" or whatever deterministic activism bs because you came to the conclusion opression is just inherent from opressive groups, is the same right they have to take offense when you alienate and demean them, even when yours is justified. In all there's just a huge lack of content or people that focuses on deconstructing sexism, misoginy and the patriachy from square one that is targeted to men who haven't properlly been introduced to these concepts, while the alt right is filled with the snake poison vendors ready to take on that demographic to pull them further to their side.

I highly recommend to everyone this video by shanspeare. The focus of it is about matt rife and all but I believe it brings a lot to light how the enviroment is set for men to fall down the pipeline.

i love it wehen someone says some shit like "listen i almost wnet down the alt right pipeline and the reaosn is that Society treats Men too Badly" like amiguito it seems like you agree with a core tenet of andrew tate and jordan peterson's ideology im not sure it was as "almost" as you seem to think

[seirindono]

What are Sloth Sans/Demon Sans Powers; relationships; what is he like in the other runs???

Ok, let's talk about Demon! Sans!

The embodiment of idleness, he's the predator of many emotions and states linked to this sin, such as apathy, depression and resignation.

We've already talked about his use of illusions (music/ hypnosis) to charm and disarm his victims, dreams being his preferred hunting ground, and one his unique ability (your personnal sleep paralysis demon), but he's just as much as a threat in real life!

His preferred strategy is to lower the enemy's stats (DEF, ATK, HP, etc) so he can finish them off with a single strike or, better yet, let their body slowly die while he lulls their soul into an endless dream.

He gradually deprives them of the desire to attack or defend themselves, amplifying the fatigue (physical and psychological) and sense of powerlessness, of helplessness hidden deep in their souls.

If he's in a playful mood or if his victim has upset him, he takes great pleasure in awakening their traumas by peering into their unconscious and projecting nightmarish hallucinations. Making them super aware of their situation is also effective: they can't defeat him, and even if they could or if he decided to spare them, only death and more pain awaits them at the end of their journey, by the hand of another Lord or bc they're litteraly in hell. However, his habit of granting a “peaceful death” is viewed as merciful compared to the other Lords (or cruel and messed up by others)

A word of advice, however, to intruders venturing into his Snowdin territory: if you stumble upon his collection of ice statues or a suspicious pile of snow, keep walking and don't touch anything.

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I'll focus on the relationships showed here

Gluttony - His brother. He practically raised him and supports him to this day, going so far as to share the territory where they grew up (Snowdin). Demons tend to avoid such close ties, as it can become a weakness, but the Skeleton brothers are a rare exception, having proven time and again their ruthlessness.

Lust - They don't usually interact but Lust suspects he's hiding something from the other Lords. + there was the time he teleported in his sleep onto the set of Lust (live broadcast), putting everyone in the audience to sleep. He doesn't remember but Mettaton might hold a ti~ny grudge.

Pride - A combination of distrust and disapproval of some of the King's past decisions. He remains loyal to him, but doesn't mind the distance between their respective territories.

Wrath (former) - Lord from the past generation. He was close to them and received a lot of help from both him and their skeleton friend. Both disappeared overnight, their names erased from the archives as Undyne took on the now vacant role. He can't openly look for them bc of the King's order, but he assumes they must have found a way to hide somewhere…

Frisk - The kid that somehow managed to become friend with his brother and is now cosplaying as an imp. He has no interest in directly harming them, only playing tricks on them and witness how far they can make it with that puny soul.

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Other runs:

This part is still a WIP since I've mostly worked on a "neutral route" so far lol Also, Demons are, well, "bad", so the genocide run requires more reflection

Neutral:

Mischievous and willfully neglectful, he tolerates Frisk and the player on his territory, but doesn't go out of his way to help them since his brother is already helping.

Pacifist:

Still playful and unbothered, but Papyrus has told him all about Frisk's adventures and how they became friends with other Demons. He is curious and may appear at randoms moments in the run to help the player (tell them about a secret passage in Waterfall or come and play an instrument for Lust's show and put the whole audience to sleep).

.Gives Frisk a bone instrument (a very tiny violon) to celebrate their friendship and shares some secrets with them, like the origin of the bells on his and his brother's horns and how hell used to be before the Queen left.

Genocide:

Same as neutral until he kills Frisk for the first time. He'll trigger a blizzard on the next playthrough to block the door leading to HOME, trapping the player in the empty ruins to observe their reaction. If the player manages to find another way out (or force their way out), Sloth will appear to them only as illusions, asking what they are and mocking them for thinking they can defeat what is already dead, nonetheless sans is willing to watch them try.

.Observes and creates illusions along the way to hinder Frisk. He reveals that sinners can't escape hell until they're freed from their sins, and that the player will undoubtedly end up in the hands of Pride, the King and Demon who rules over those with egos as big as the player's (=that's why he and the other Lords are just toying with the player, they don't see them as a real threat and nobody wants to double-cross the King anyway).

.He's not that bothered by the actions of the player, they're demons and it's hell after all. He might even enjoy watching this more than the pacifist run at first....

edit:

Hm.... Actually, maybe I should rename these. Something like : Redemption or Sinner route idk the expectations are different from canon UT, Demons are USED to killing and stuff. Even if one of them die, a new demon reappear. No, the real surprise would be if someone tried to do good for once, wouldn't it?

As I said, it's a WIP

PHEW, there you go. That was a lot, enjoy!

[peppermintquartz]

A potentially (even more) angsty prompt:

A couple month after the breakup (and Buck moping around), the 118 is called to a crashed Harbor helicopter.

Or alternatively, Buck is not on shift and Chim calls Buck that Tommy is in the hospital via a helicopter crash (the rest of the 118 rescued him). A la Chim's Henren matchmaking.

Whatever level of injury you wish for either is good!

(for the purposes of this ficlet, their breakup is NOT the 8x06 version, just one where Tommy is like "we're moving too fast, I need some time" and they agree to give it a pause, and it still sucks but they're not exes)

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"So... Have you two patched up yet?" Eddie broaches the subject cautiously. It's a fifty-fifty chance that Buck will be willing to share or snap his head off.

"I asked him out for a drink," Buck says, eyes on his book (Slow Productivity, which seems kinda strange for a guy working as a firefighter). "He said he'll take a raincheck." He sounds emotionless, which means he's sort of upset but not overly so.

Which makes sense, since Tommy and Buck did have a Not-A-Date brunch to catch up two weeks ago. Eddie was there, too, desperate wishing he had an excuse not to be, so that the two yearning idiots would just get back together.

Eddie's about to say more when the alarm goes and Bobby hustles everyone onto their engines. Curiously, Bobby sits in the back, telling Hen to take his usual seat.

"What do we got, Cap?" Chimney asks, snapping his gum. It's a new habit - the man is stressed about a second child. The sirens scream to life and they're off.

Bobby puts a hand on Buck's shoulder. "Airlift gone wrong. A chopper went down while delivering a heart to First Presbyterian."

Eddie sees the younger man go still. Buck won't ask, so Eddie bites the bullet. "It's Tommy?"

Before he answers, Bobby tightens his grip on Buck. "It's Tommy."

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The good news is that the chopper hadn't gained much altitude when it crashed. The better news is that its cargo, a heart ready for transplant, is still intact, so it's quickly rushed off to the hospital in an ambulance.

The bad news is, it was Tommy piloting.

The worst news is, he needs blood. A lot of blood. Hen and Chimney are packing the wounds and stabilizing what they can and Bobby is calling Dispatch to relay messages for a transfusion.

"Blood type, B-pos, no known allergies," Buck rattles off to Bobby and Hen, helping to lift Tommy, collared and strapped on a backboard, onto the gurney. His jaw is tight and his hands are steady. "His emergency contact is..."

He falters as Tommy is wheeled into the ambulance.

Eddie shoves him. "Get in there." When Buck turns to look at him, eyes wide, Eddie pushes him again. "Get in there. You're his emergency contact as far as we know, so go. Tommy won't survive your delay."

That spurs Buck into moving with alacrity. The ambulance pulls out, sirens screaming, and Eddie feels his heart pounding in his mouth.

Then he feels Bobby standing beside him. "They haven't patched up?"

"They're idiots," Eddie says with heartfelt vehemence.

Bobby sighs.

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Eddie goes to the hospital three hours later, after the shift. Buck is still in his uniform, so Eddie passes him his duffel and shoos him off to change.

"What news?" Eddie asks when Buck joins him again.

"They've stopped the bleeding," Buck says, closing his eyes. "Now they need to work on the impalement."

Eddie sits next to his best friend. He doesn't speak.

"I'm done," Buck says suddenly, sounding like he's gargled gravel. "I'm done. When he wakes up, I'm gonna... I don't know what I'm gonna do, but I am not doing this stupid 'pause button' shit any longer."

Oh thank God. Eddie can stop feeling like he's a child caught between divorced parents.

Then, because he is and always has been a realist, he asks, "What if he doesn't wanna press the play button?"

Buck looks a little sick. He clenches his jaw and shakes his head. "Then we want different things out of this. And I'd rather it hurt all at once now than later." His eyes look shockingly blue against the paleness of his face.

Eddie pats his friend's knee, and leans back to grab some shut-eye.

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Eddie takes on the bulk of Buck-sitting duties for the next four days, spelled by Bobby. (Buck takes time off. No one begrudges it.) Maddie manages to get Buck to go home to shower but she can't make him sleep in his own bed.

Convenient that Tommy crashed just before our off days, Eddie thinks, a little bitchily, the day he comes back after a shift.

Man broke Buck's heart. Eddie figures he's due a little bitchiness.

It takes five false alarms before Tommy is truly awake and alert enough to register Buck and Eddie are there.

The heart rate monitor beeps a little more urgently.

"I'm here, honey," Buck murmurs, taking Tommy's hand immediately and squeezing it. "Relax, okay? Docs and nurses gonna look at you for a bit first."

Tommy blinks, and on his horribly pale and scruffy face is a ghost of a relieved smile. He can't talk, but his mouth forms something that sounds suspiciously like "eh en", or "Evan", and Buck smiles so brightly that he probably powered the machines with its intensity.

Eddie feels the ground under his feet right itself as the doctor and nurses take over. Yeah, that pause button is going away. He sends a message to the group chat.

Hen replies, Bets on when they move in together. $5 min.

[hemipenal-system]

In a world where werewolves exist and are normal members of society, a major goal of the labor movement is probably paid time off for werewolves during the full moon: wealthy werewolves or those with salaried jobs and an allotment of vacation time can afford to take the time off, working class werewolves can’t afford to and so they have to try to do their jobs while shifted. When the werewolf unions finally achieve this goal (perhaps by massive strikes shutting down some of the more werewolf-dominated sectors of the economy such as astronomy and heavy manual labor), it probably has economic ramifications since there’s a lot of jobs just not getting done during the full moon. Possibly some people even try to become werewolves just to get the time off.

…and now I’ve committed the cardinal sin of horny worldbuilding: trying to make it make sense.

i imagine the werewolves actually get their PTO relatively easily just on account of how werewolves are scary as shit. like yeah with human protestors in the streets you can just call the cops or whatever but what do you do when the protestors are strong enough to flip cop cars by hand and basically entirely immune to most conventional weapons? you shoot rubber bullets at them and they're just gonna brush it off and then yeet a manhole cover at your head at mach fuck you

you ever had a group of 6 nine foot tall beasts show up to your house at 10 pm while you're in the pool with your wife and delicately remove all the exterior doors from your house with their construction tools because you keep sabotaging their unions? what are you gonna do, stop them? no you aren't. you're not gonna say SHIT to a werewolf with a sledgehammer. you're just gonna let them take your doors off and then let the union meet the next day

as for after the PTO, i like to think werewolves with decent control over their urges and decent enough jobs to justify going would just go in and get really good overtime pay, especially ones who work with people. it's kinda heartwarming to go to the store and get fitted for a suit or have your ice cream made by a dapper lil wolf i think

[megalony]

Commitment- Part 2

Here is the second part of my Dark! Evan Buckley imagine, requested by anon. I hope you will all like it.

Any feedback always makes my day.

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Dark! Evan Buckley Masterlist

Part 1

Summary: Now that Evan has (Y/n) back and they're having a baby, he will do anything he can to make sure she stays with him and he can protect her at all costs.

Enjoy.

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A tired smile pulled at (Y/n)'s lips as she leaned her head to the left so her cheek could rest on Evan's shoulder. Her eyes were blearily focusing on the tv, but she wasn't really paying attention to the movie that was serving as background noise.

She was quite surprised Evan was paying attention to the movie, considering he had missed the first forty minutes. He hadn't long come home from shift and it must have been a tiring shift because Evan didn't have his usual boundless bursts of energy tonight. (Y/n) suspected he would be asleep before the end of the film.

She tilted her head back a little so she could glance up at him, noting the way he had his head at an angle and his eyes were narrowed like they were lenses zooming in on the tv.

He could feel her staring because a coy grin lit up his otherwise tired features and he tilted his head in her direction. His reddened lips stole a sweet kiss and his arm slowly shifted out towards her so his hand could curl around her thigh.

When he kissed her temple, (Y/n) went back to leaning on his shoulder and she tried to curl her legs up beneath her on the sofa which allowed her to lean into Evan's side a bit more.

She curled her hands around his arm that was draped across her waist and buried her nose in his shirt, inhaling his scent. Her thumbs stroked over his arm while she felt his hand skimming softly up and down her thigh and she was quite surprised he hadn't glued his hand to her bump by now. Ever since she started to show it seemed to make things more real for them both and Evan's hands were always attaching to her stomach somehow.

Although (Y/n) was glad he wasn't glued to her stomach at the moment or else he might have felt the way she kept twitching and shifting around.

"Okay?" Evan murmured when (Y/n) pushed into him a little more like she was about to lean over and lay on his lap instead.

"Yeah, just going stiff." She had probably been sat down for too long.

Now that she worked from home, (Y/n) was a lot calmer, but she was becoming rather hibernated. She wasn't moving about like she did in the office, running to the kitchen or the toilets or moving to give files and take phone calls. She could work right here in the living room and usually got all her work done in one swoop which meant she wasn't moving around too much.

Evan had helped her change things around so she could work from home after they both moved into their new home together. He showed her how much easier it was going to be, she wouldn't be anxious if she was home. And if she didn't feel well, she was in the safest place and didn't have to call in sick.

(Y/n) tried her best not to cling to Evan's arm when her stomach tensed and she coiled her knees up a bit higher to her stomach.

She didn't want to worry him by telling him she hadn't felt very well today. It felt like she had pulled a muscle so she was trying to find the best position to sit where it eased the tension in her stomach and lower back.

She managed a smile when Evan's hand shifted up to brush his knuckles against the lower side of her stomach and she could tell he was doing it absentmindedly.

They were six and a half months along now and (Y/n) knew Evan was getting excited each day they got closer to meeting their baby. This is all he'd ever wanted, a partner and a family of his own and now it was happening. And (Y/n) wasn't as worried about things moving too fast with Evan, they were making things work and she knew he loved her more than anything.

Letting go of his arm, (Y/n) slowly uncurled her legs when she felt another uneasy feeling wash over her.

"Gonna get a drink," She whispered while she felt Evan's hand move from her bump to her lower back to help her up.

It felt like her legs had gone numb when she started to walk from the living room towards the kitchen where a chill passed through her and had her shivering. She flicked the kettle on and found her cup from the sink, but she felt like sitting down on the floor when another twinge pulled at her stomach.

On and off, all day, she had felt like this but it had steadily gotten worse towards the evening. As if (Y/n)'s body knew that Evan would panic if he found out, and that (Y/n) couldn't cope with little pains, let alone worrying pains that might become serious.

Her hands began to shake when the kettle finally boiled and she tried to pour herself a cup of tea, but the water spilled around the cup and trickled onto the counter.

When a sudden tightening pain tore through her abdomen, (Y/n) dumped the kettle down on the side and hunched over. One hand gripped the counter while she other moved to press into her stomach like it would make any difference. She wished pressing down on the source of the pain would make it go away.

Her eyes snapped shut and a deep, shuddering breath left her lips as she tried to ride out the feeling and make it go away.

This wasn't like normal twinges that (Y/n) had grown used to during the pregnancy so far. This wasn't the same as when she felt tired and run down from low iron and vitamins. It wasn't the way her head thumped and ached when she felt like she was going to faint- which was the reason why (Y/n) didn't go out alone anymore.

Like Evan said, what would she do if she fainted and she was on her own? She wouldn't have anyone to look after her or make sure she was okay. It was why she went out either with Evan or Maddie.

"Evan?" She hated the way her voice wobbled when she called out and her teeth punctured into her bottom lip to smother a groan when another pain twitched in her stomach. Her forehead pressed down into her arm that was on the counter and her other hand stayed pushing into her stomach.

"Yeah, babe?" The sing-song tone in Evan's voice almost made (Y/n) want to smile.

"C-can you come here?"

Evan didn't like the feeble tone in (Y/n)'s voice; he knew that tone. Something was worrying her.

His brows furrowed and he pushed up off the sofa, clicking his back into place as he headed into the kitchen. His bare feet tensed and shuddered against the cold tiled floor and he pulled his slacks up over his hips when the loose joggers felt like they were about to slide down his hips.

When he walked into the kitchen, Evan didn't like what he was faced with. (Y/n) leaning on the counter, temple pressing into her arm and her other hand cradling her bump.

"What's wrong?" His voice changed from melodic to rough around the edges and he hurried over to stand behind her. His hands found her hips and his chest leaned over her back while his chin perched on her shoulder.

"I'm getting cramps…" The uneasiness in her voice was coupled with worry bubbling over in her soft eyes when she managed to tilt her head to look up at Evan.

She gingerly moved her hand from her stomach to hold Evan's wrist that was gripping her waist. She shifted his hand round until he was cradling the area of her stomach where the pain was getting worse. She could feel his chest hardening and tensing as his palm pressed firmly into her stomach and his thumb traced over her skin, clearly trying to calm her down.

"Since when?" The gruff tone of his voice told (Y/n) not to lie to him and she closed her eyes so she didn't have to see his expression change.

"Earlier?" (Y/n) all but whimpered when she heard a growl vibrate through Evan's chest. "They w-weren't this bad though."

She thought it had only been tenderness or slight discomforting pains, they hadn't been this strong. (Y/n) had been able to ignore them earlier, but she couldn't ignore these growing pains, they were reducing her to tears from both pain and anxiety.

Her arms shuddered when Evan's hands slid round to her upper arms and he carefully reeled her up off the counter and turned her in the direction of the doorway.

"Come on, we're going to the emergency room." Evan's lips attached to the back of (Y/n)'s head and his hands went back to cupping her hips.

He wasn't taking any chances, if she wasn't feeling well he was taking her to see a doctor.

When the door opened, (Y/n) found herself reaching across for Evan's hand as if she thought someone was going to walk in and take him away from her. She didn't want to be at the hospital in the first place, being here without Evan wasn't an option.

Sometimes it felt like Evan was her safety net. She didn't go out the house unless he, Maddie or someone else was with her, mainly Evan. (Y/n) had gotten so used to him being around that she didn't like to go to general appointments for anything unless he went with her. Especially since she hadn't been well.

What would she do if she went out alone and she collapsed without Evan there? What would of happened tonight if she came to the hospital without him and got bad news?

Her hand interlocked with Evan's and she pulled his hand to rest on her lap while she swung her legs back and forth on the edge of the bed.

"Okay, it looks like the medication we gave you has worked to take away the pains, right?" The comforting smile on the doctor's face was enough to put both (Y/n) and Evan at ease.

She nodded, adverting her eyes down to her bump for a few seconds before looking back to the doctor who pulled a chair over and sat down opposite them.

They had done an ultrasound, taken some bloods and given (Y/n) some pain relief and relaxants which had taken away all the cramps she came in with. It almost felt too good to be true, as if at some point the pains were going to come back or they were going to find out something else was disasterously wrong.

"Good. Well, the ultrasound confirmed the placenta has started to move down, which isn't good, but it's not dangerous yet."

"Yet?" Evan's lips curled into a panicked smile and he began to rub his free hand across his jaw that was lightly coated with stubble. He didn't like the sound of that.

"The placenta might stay where it is, but there is always the chance that it could drop further and that would make things complicated. Are you experiencing a lot of stress or anxiety lately?"

Just the notion of his words made adrenaline flutter in (Y/n)'s stomach and ignite in her chest, stealing her breath away. She was shrouded with anxiety, both her and Evan were, for separate reasons. Sometimes Evan's anxieties rubbed off on (Y/n), sometimes when he began to get suffocating (Y/n) didn't know what to do and it panicked her.

But things hadn't been like that since she found out she was pregnant. At least, not in the same ways as before. (Y/n) knew Evan was being cautious around her because of the baby, not because he didn't trust her or he wanted to control every aspect of her day like he used to. With her working from home he didn't have to message her every day and ask where she was and what she was doing.

"Not a lot, not really… can I go home?" She almost felt bad for asking because she felt the way Evan squeezed her hand. They both knew Evan wasn't taking her home without the doctor's advice.

"I'm happy to discharge you, but on the basis that you go on bed rest from now on." His smile was as if he had just given (Y/n) some amazing news, and in a way he kind of did. (Y/n) didn't have to stay, Evan could take her back home and he could go to work tomorrow knowing that she was going to be fine.

But she didn't want to go on bedrest. (Y/n) didn't want to be confined to the bedroom or be told she couldn't do any housework or go out to do the shopping with Evan or go to Maddie's house for a coffee.

"For how long?" Evan's question took (Y/n) rather by surprise, but when she looked across at him, he looked like he was faraway in his own world.

"Your records show you're only thirty weeks, and we typically class anywhere before thirty-five weeks as premature. So I'd like you on bed rest and light duties until that point so we don't risk premature labour, from thirty-five weeks we can discuss the next steps. Okay?"

(Y/n) found herself nodding along, but she didn't like the sound of that. Her head flopped onto Evan's shoulder and she shuffled into his side, seeking some sort of comfort and relief.

She heard the doctor mutter a few more things about taking it easy, no stress and coming back if she had anymore cramps or any bleeding. And she heard Evan say work was fine because she worked from home.

At least that was something they didn't have to worry about. (Y/n) would take her laptop and paperwork up to the bedroom and carry on working from home as normal. She would just be in her pyjamas, laid in bed rather than sat downstairs on the sofa. But she might not work as many hours during the day now; working from home was easier, but it was still stressful.

When the door closed and the doctor left them with their discharge papers, (Y/n) felt Evan twisting around so he was facing her on the bed. One hand cupped the side of her face and his thumb traced along her jaw while his other hand slid beneath her shirt to cup her bump.

"That's you in bed for the next five weeks then, sweetheart."

He felt (Y/n) groan against his chest and he chuckled, pressing his lips to the back of her head for a few seconds.

"But… but maybe I could-"

"You think you can bargain this with me?" His words caused her to look down at his chest again, somewhat defeated. "I don't think we have a choice, baby. Don't want a preemie, do we? I gotta keep you both safe."

The feeling of his thumb tracing her stomach made (Y/n) nod. No, if they could help it they didn't want a premature baby. They wanted to keep their baby safe for as long as possible.

"It's not gonna be fun," She murmured into his chest, but when he tilted her head back and stole a kiss, she felt like he was draining all the air from her lungs. His chest leaned down on hers and his hand shifted from her waist to curl around her inner thigh.

Her hand gripped his wrist that was cupping her face and her other hand reached behind her to plant down on the bed, propping herself up before she fell back when Evan leaned into her. She could feel him smiling against her lips as his tongue traced her lower lip and his teeth scraped against hers.

"Oh I don't know," He panted against her lips, leaning his head to one side as his nose nudged hers. "I can think of a few ways to make it fun."

***

With a deep breath, (Y/n) hooked the basket of washing under her left arm and reached out for the bannister rail with her free hand. She almost felt silly for taking the stairs this slow, but she knew it would be just her luck to trip or stumble and then have Evan find out and ask what she had been up to.

Her feet felt cold against the carpet once she was safely down the stairs. She hadn't worn her slippers for the precise reason that she might trip with her hands full and her concentration lacking.

She switched the basket of washing into both hands and headed past the living room and into the kitchen. It felt good to be walking about. Bed rest meant her legs had been going numb and she could barely walk the house without going dizzy from how used she was getting to lying in bed.

It felt good to work while she was in bed, go through her paperwork, type up her notes and such. And with old movies on in the background or tv shows, (Y/n) was watching more tv now than she ever had before.

But it still wasn't the same. She didn't feel right, it felt like she was being lazy or purposely avoiding jobs to have an easy life.

And with Evan at work like he was now, it left (Y/n) at odds with what to do with herself. Maddie and the team said they would pop round every other day to try and cheer her up and check in on her. But while Evan was at work, (Y/n) was determined to do a little housework.

One thing at a time. Washing today. Hoover the bedroom tomorrow. Hoover downstairs the next day. One task at a time so he couldn't say she was overdoing anything or pushing herself too hard. (Y/n) had to move around a little, even the doctor said she needed to move around at some points in the day, she just had to rest for most of it.

When she reached the kitchen, (Y/n) set the basket down and used the counter to ease down to her knees so she could load the washer.

For the last week she had been living in her pyjamas and Evan's loungewear- which she was wearing more often because he loved seeing her in his clothes. It drove him mad.

Right now, she was in one of Evan's sets, a plain black shirt that hung off her shoulders and kept riding down her chest. And a pair of his grey sleep shorts because they were comfy and loose around her bump.

Once the washer was loaded, she sank back on her heels and stayed kneeling on the floor for a few moments. When her phone buzzed in her cardigan pocket, she fished it out, dragging her other hand through her hair to get it from her eyes.

*Will you go back to bed please? xx

How did Evan know?

How on Earth did he know that she had come downstairs to do the washing? Surely that couldn't just be intuition. If it was, he was basing it on the assumption that (Y/n) actually would be out of bed at that exact moment or that she would of gotten up at some point today which made him justified.

That couldn't be a coincidence, could it? That Evan messaged her the exact moment she got out of bed. She had only gotten out of bed today to go get a shower and then to go to the toilet a few times. This was the first time today that she had come downstairs.

She set her phone back in her pocket, deciding to ignore the message for now and think on how to respond. It took some effort to get to her feet and move to the fridge to grab herself a drink. Evan had started leaving her a few drinks upstairs before he left for work so she didn't have to make as many trips downstairs.

Anxiety pooled in her stomach when her phone went off again and she took a large gulp of juice before she dared to look.

*Baby, go to bed. xx

It was as if she could actually hear his voice and see his concerned expression staring down at her because she found herself trudging through into the living room. She aimed for the sofa, placing her drink down on the table before she eased down and snuggled into the fluffy blanket laid over the cushions.

She may as well sit down here for a while, it would be time to eat soon and the baby was getting peckish. And it meant she could sort the washing once it was done and not have to trek up and down the stairs more than once.

(Y/n) turned the tv on and selected a random movie, but a few minutes later, she felt her phone pinging in her pocket with a different notification. She knew that sound. That noise was drilled into her this past week.

It was her alarm.

She had set alarms on her phone to call Evan when he was at work to let him know she was okay.

Before her cramps last week, (Y/n) had text Evan a few times when he was on shift to check in so neither of them panicked about the other. But since she'd been put on bed rest, she had seen Evan's anxiety spark this last week. He didn't want anything to happen while he was at work, especially since he knew (Y/n) started having those cramps while he had been at work and she failed to mention it to him.

So now he wanted her to ring and check in with him so he knew she was doing okay. And (Y/n) knew what she was like, she had to set reminders or she would forget and then Evan would panic, which in turn made her panic.

"Hey baby." His voice was sugary sweet and (Y/n) could picture his usual charismatic smile on his face which made her want to smile too.

"I'm fine, you know." There was a cheesy element to her voice while she curled her knees up on the sofa and tried to burrow down to get comfy. As if she were a bird arranging feathers in a nest to make it homely.

She didn't want to ring Evan at work and have the team think she was pestering him or annoying him or being clingy. She would rather message him to say she was okay or she was tired or she couldn't wait for him to come home. But he wanted to hear her voice; Evan could tell when she was lying to him. He would know and judge by her voice if she was alright or not.

"Yeah, so why weren't you in bed?"

That all-knowing tone in his voice had (Y/n) shivering and coiling her free arm around her bump. It felt like the baby always knew when Evan was around because they livened up immediately.

"How'd you know?" Her response was quiet and she burrowed her face into the cushion.

"Intuition. And the motion sensors go off when we move around the house. What were you doing?" His voice changed to a playful undertone which made (Y/n) feel a bit better. He wasn't trying to start an argument or tell her off, he was checking in on her.

(Y/n) didn't think about the motion sensors in each room. They were in the corners of the ceiling and they flashed red when doors opened or motion was detected. Were they connected to Evan's phone? (Y/n) didn't think they were as technical as that, she thought they only connected to the security box in the hall that they barely used since (Y/n) was almost always home.

"The washing…"

A smirk formed on Evan's lips and he ran his free hand across the back of his neck, clicking it into place.

He didn't see any need to tell (Y/n) that there were cameras near the front door and in the living room. Evan added them for security, but they also came in very handy so he could keep an eye on (Y/n).

She worked from home now and that meant when Evan was at work, she was home alone. He didn't like the thought of leaving her all day, sometimes for double shifts, when (Y/n) was pregnant and prone to collapsing. This way, if she passed out or collapsed or had cramps again, Evan would be able to find out and get to her quicker. And if he saw that she wasn't well during the day and she didn't tell him, he knew to look after her and be concerned when he came home.

It also meant that when he had looked in the app now while he had a few minutes, he saw that she was downstairs doing something in the kitchen.

She was supposed to be on bed rest, Evan didn't want her overworking herself and doing all the jobs around the house when he would do them when he was home. She needed to rest, for her and the baby.

"You're on bedrest for a reason, baby. Leave the cleaning for me to do, you're supposed to take it easy." Evan didn't think he would have to keep telling (Y/n) to go and rest, he thought she would take it easy and not try and overdo it because of what the doctor said.

But if he had to keep telling her to go back to bed or to sit down and rest, then that's what he would do. He had to keep her and their baby safe and looked after.

"I feel useless."

"Having a baby doesn't class as useless."

He was glad his words seemed to make (Y/n) see reason and when she agreed with him, it felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

His phone stayed in his hand after they said goodbye and he looked back on the camera. She was watching tv in the living room. He had a funny feeling that she would still try and do some cleaning or mooch about the house in a while, but he would keep an eye on her. At least for now, she was resting like she was supposed to.

"All good?"

Evan twisted to look over his shoulder, spotting Hen stood behind the sofa with one brow arched and a smile on her face.

The team would never say anything, but they all knew something had been playing on Evan's mind for the last week or so. They had all been so happy for him when he told them that he and (Y/n) were back together and they were having a baby. Bobby had helped him and (Y/n) move in to their new home, the whole team had been round for a house-warming party. And Evan had brought (Y/n) by the station a few times.

But more recently, Evan was rather pre-occupied. It was like his body was here on shift, but his mind was somewhere else. It wasn't always a bad thing and he was never too distracted that he messed up on shift, but it was a little concerning.

"Yeah, yeah just checking in with (Y/n). She's on bedrest now, makes me worried, she won't tell me if she's not well."

At least Evan had other ways of making sure she was okay and keeping an eye on her.

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"Thank you, these are so sweet." Leaning forward, (Y/n) folded the onesie up and placed it on the pile on the coffee table.

Her eyes cast over to Hen who was sat beside her on the sofa and she smiled as she tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Hen had messaged Evan an hour ago, asking if they were both free and if she could come and see them for a bit.

(Y/n) had been glad she had been dressed and already moving around the house, almost as if she had some intuition that someone might be visiting them. She would hate to welcome Hen in while she was in her dressing gown or some of Evan's loungewear.

It had been a surprise when Hen came in with a bag and handed over about six onesies, some bibs, socks and cardigans. They were all different kinds, some with teddies on, some with moons and stars and a few plain ones. None gender-specific because they didn't know what they were having yet; they were keeping it a surprise.

"Just a few things me and Karen had from fostering, we thought you could use them instead."

"Thanks," Evan grinned and took another look through some of them, he rather liked the teddy bear onesie which was now one of his new favourites.

"Do you want a drink?"

"Sure, some coffee would be good."

(Y/n) swung her legs round and went to get up, but she paused when she felt Evan's hand on her thigh. And she watched as he got up before she had chance to push up from the sofa.

"You stay there, I've got it."

Rolling her lips together, (Y/n) let herself slouch back into the sofa and her hands moved to rest on her bump. Her feet started to jitter and tap against the floor as something to do and when she looked over at Hen, she smiled softly.

"Bedrest." She muttered softly, trying to hide the disappointment from her voice because of how useless this was making her feel.

Resting and taking it easy was all well and good, but (Y/n) didn't like not doing things and sitting around while Evan or anyone else did things for her. It made her feel like an ornament or some kind of helpless person.

She could make them all a drink, that wasn't too strenuous.

"Are you feeling any better?" Hen leaned back into the sofa and slouched her arm on the armrest while her brow rose and a tender look crossed her face.

"A bit… still a bit jittery I guess." (Y/n) wasn't going to lie, she was feeling a lot better than two weeks ago when she had those cramps. And resting meant she hadn't had anymore fainting spells. But it did mean she was getting vertigo and feeling uneasy when she was finally moving about from too much time doing nothing. And panicking was making her feel sick from time to time.

It was a sliding scale and (Y/n) couldn't seem to find any sense of balance, especially not when Evan was involved, tipping the scales in the direction he wanted.

Hen grinned, but her lips pursed and she leaned forward a little when (Y/n)'s phone pinged and she watched a flash of panic cross (Y/n)'s eyes. Hen couldn't help but notice the little reminder that flashed up on (Y/n)'s screen.

'Call babe and check in.'

And beneath the alert, in little bubble text, was a note that read 'next reminder in 3 hours.'

Adrenaline sparked in (Y/n)'s stomach and she dismissed the notification, glancing towards the kitchen as if to reassure herself that Evan was in there. She didn't have to call him today, he was already home with her. But that little flash of panic that dwelled in her chest appeared anyway. She always felt that rush and those sparks when her alerts went off as if she forgot that sometimes Evan was home with her and she didn't have to check in. She knew if she didn't message him soon he would worry and they would both spiral.

She tossed her phone onto the coffee table and managed a smile when Evan walked back through and set some drinks down on the table.

When he sat down beside her, (Y/n) moved her hand to his thigh and inched forwards on the edge of the seat. She tried to keep the smile on her face as she got up, feeling Evan's hand on her waist and his eyes following her.

"Where you going?"

"Just need the bathroom, again." Her hand moved to his shoulder as she passed and headed towards the stairs. The one good thing about when she stayed in bed was not having to heave up and down the stairs to go to the toilet.

Hen took the cup Evan offered her with a grateful smile and she sank back into the sofa with one leg curled beneath her. Her right elbow rested on the back of the sofa and she watched Evan glance back at the stairs, watching (Y/n) until she disappeared from sight.

"She still seems a bit anxious." Hen leaned her head on her hand and took a sip of coffee as she looked across at Evan.

"A little, that's why she works from home, she was getting stressed in the office."

It wasn't the only reason. Evan could keep an eye on (Y/n) better if she worked from home, but he knew she had been panicking a lot when she went to work. Being home meant she wasn't around other people who annoyed her or made her anxious. It meant if she wasn't well she could just rest instead of pushing herself too hard and she could choose her own hours to work during the day and take extended breaks.

And it meant if she wasn't well Evan could be around and look after her and tell her to take it easy, which he couldn't do if she was away from him in the office.

"You know she can still make drinks and walk around. I know she's meant to be resting, but she still needs to walk around, circulation and moving about is good for the baby."

She didn't want to butt in, she really didn't. Hen knew how much Evan cared and how he could get overprotective of those he loved and those close to him. She had seen him act this way when he was looking after Chris when Eddie wasn't well, and she had seen him panic about Bobby when their Captain wasn't well or was suffering mentally. He had even been overly cautious with her and Chimney at times.

But Hen didn't want Evan to start smothering (Y/n) or becoming a mother hen if he didn't need to. He would make them both anxious if he was too cautious with (Y/n) and that wouldn't help her.

"Really?" A grin lit up his face and the playful, joking tone in his voice made Hen want to smile.

"Buck, I see you at work, always checking your phone, and (Y/n)'s got reminders on her phone. Maybe you're… you're making each other stressed. You're worrying, (Y/n)'s trying to calm you down and cope at the same time."

Surely it wasn't such a good thing for (Y/n) to have to remind herself to call Evan and tell him she was okay and check in with him like she was a convict who needed monitoring. And if Evan was getting stressed and making her check in with him, that was going to backfire and make (Y/n) panic too.

Stress was one of the things they needed to avoid. (Y/n) was thirty-two weeks pregnant, she had to reach thirty-five weeks for the baby to have a better chance rather than being premature. And thirty-seven weeks was the main marker where there would be less complications and the baby wouldn't be classed as early. They weren't likely to reach that target at this rate.

Evan took a large gulp of coffee that burned the back of his throat and tasted sour on his tongue. He didn't like where Hen was going with this.

He needed (Y/n) to check in with him because she didn't tell him when she wasn't well so he had to have that confirmation so he knew not to panic and that he didn't have to think about taking her to the doctors again. He had to keep an eye on her because she seemed to overdo things without thinking and he didn't want her making herself ill.

"You might want to just calm down a little Buck, that's all I'm saying. No one wants (Y/n) going into labour yet, and fussing and worrying about her this much might stress (Y/n) out too."

Evan nodded and kept the smile plastered on his face to hide the discontent dwelling within him.

If he 'calmed down' then what would happen if he was at work and (Y/n) wasn't well? If he didn't get her to check in with him and she collapsed or she wasn't well and couldn't contact him, what would he do?

If Evan didn't tell her to take it easy and she started having cramps again or she went into early labour, he would feel partly to blame. He had to keep an eye on her and make sure she didn't overdo it so she and the baby were okay.

It was Evan's job to look after them, and he wouldn't have anyone tell him to stop. No matter their good intentions.

[fiona-fififi]

You know, the more I think about it, the more I do actually think a storyline about Buck fucking around (or at least dating around) would be interesting. Like, my first instinct was that it would be bad for Buck, specifically, because he's always used sex in unhealthy ways and because I really do think he's seeking a permanent kind of love.

But, you know, that's not working for him right now. He's spent 8 years entering what he hopes to be long-term, forever kinds of relationships and they just keep falling through. Abby, Ali, Taylor, Natalia, Tommy. Five failed relationships, all of which he clung to beyond their expiration date (well, all except Ali, I guess). That's a lot for him to just want to try to jump in with another person he doesn't know and try to make it work, and he has just discovered this new part of his identity—which, of course, for some people, they wouldn't need to explore—but I do think it's something a single, unattached Buck would want to explore.

And I don't even necessarily think this would have to be a backslide. But if it was, that would be okay, too, because healing isn't linear and people fuck up and do things that aren't good for them all the time, and Buck feeling hopeless and going back to his old ways because what he really wants isn't working, makes a lot of sense to me. I will admit, my first instinct was that I didn't want him to backslide, but actually, I do think there would be an interesting story to tell there, and it might even sell the way his character has stagnated in the same boring, unfulfilling relationships over and over again by calling attention to it and recognizing that Buck is feeling it, too—not just that the particular most recent relationship has failed, but that he's feeling like he's not worthy, can't make things work, isn't meant to be loved because it keeps happening. Which I don't think they've ever explored in depth before.

So having Buck backslide, or even just take a step back and decide he wants to have some casual sex for a bit while he tries to figure himself out (and by that, I do not mean his sexuality, but rather what he needs to make him happy), then I think there actually could be a really interesting story to be told there that would be both very true to the character and would serve to break this broken record of storylines for him (because yeah, it's been done before, but at least not since s1, really).

And honestly, I'm not sure where else they would go with Buck right now. This does actually feel like a logical progression for him, and I can't think of anything else they could do with him unless they decide to speedrun buddie and/or intertwine him fully with the Eddie and Chris plot (which I could see happening, and I also think could work). But beyond that, I don't see an obvious logical story progression for Buck at this moment, and I would rather see him backslide a bit with this than have them slap some completely random new plotline on him without warning, because we've all seen how poorly those have been handled lately.

And as an aside, I could also see a Buck backslide potentially causing some of the tension they're talking about for Buck and Eddie. Because Eddie's never directly known that part of Buck, and last season, he was ensuring Buck that he'd seen the growth in him and trusted him to talk to Christopher because of his past and his growth beyond it. And I could see Eddie struggling a bit with a side of Buck he's never actually encountered before, and maybe (if it is a legitimate backslide for him, and he's using casual sex as an unhealthy coping mechanism) with a part of Buck he doesn't know how to help.

[isolaradiale]

November was perhaps the most frustrating time of the year for Ofiuco. The Stars were always running maintenance on the island's functionality, making sure that even in a worst case scenario there would still be systems to fall back on if things went wrong outside of their own plans. It didn't happen often, but sometimes things slipped in that they didn't intend on.

But every November the Stars performed a big backup of the island's data. It was a lot of work, and involved pausing the city altogether so that the citizens that lived there had no idea that anything was amiss. That day, in this year's case November 8th, would feel like it had happened to them. Even though it actually hadn't.

"Why does this always fall on me to do? It's boring..." Ofiuco knew the reason. Her main body had evolved past her original schematics, but her robot body within the island's setting had all of the tools installed to make the data backup easier. None of the other Stars were allowed to touch that body since it was an extension of herself.

Ofiuco wasn't focused on the task at hand like she should have been though, so she didn't notice that she had accidentally hit the wrong button. "OOPS!?" At least until it was too late. Just like that, everyone's data in the city had been wiped. "...Good thing this is why we have backups in the first place." Everyone in the city was reconstructed from that backup, but something was wrong. Something that Ofiuco didn't catch at all.

All of the character data had been reinstated but it was jumbled. Characters were recreated as if they came from different worlds altogether, which would lead to a crisis that only some were able to realize. But how long would it take for the Stars to notice?

WHAT'S GOING ON?

Welcome to our last new event of 2024, ALTERNATIVE ALLEGORY!

Ofiuco made a little oopsie that slipped past her radar and accidentally deleted everyone's character data during the yearly big backup. Good thing she had the previous day's basic backup to reinstate them!

But something corrupted the backup, and while all of the characters were reinstated, all of the data has been jumbled up.

Because of this, the characters have been recreated as if they were from different worlds altogether.

Think of this as a chance to design an AU for your character, like Lloyd Irving from Tales of Symphonia as if he were an Ace Attorney character, for example!

All threads must be set on November 9th or later. The characters will believe they lived through November 8th, but the city was in maintenance mode on that day and wasn't actually active!

This event will run until 11:59:59PM EST on Friday, November 29th!

WHAT ARE THE RULES FOR DESIGNING OUR CHARACTER'S AU?

You can pick any series from the masterlist to design an AU version of your character from! You only require mun permission if you're using an original character's world instead. You cannot use a series that is not on our masterlist.

You can design an entire backstory for that character as if they're from that world, however you must abide by our fandom OC policies. This means you cannot give them direct ties to any characters from that canon.

Similarly, you can give them powers or change their appearances according to the setting but must abide by our fandom OC policies regarding what is or what isn't acceptable. That means you can't give them any powers that rival or surpass the main characters. Powers are uncapped for this event so this isn't too limiting.

You aren't required to AU your character if you don't want to! That said, if you want participation for this event you will need to write with someone who is AUed.

Whether your character realizes they have been AUed and remember their original canon or not is up to you! Do whatever you think works better for what you plan!

You can change your character's AU if you'd like! You're not bound to one for the whole event, you can have several!

To make it easier for others to keep track of what you've done, we recommend making a post describing the AU and everything that has changed.

If you have any questions about the event, please send them to the masterlist! We will not be answering them in the Discord server so that everyone can see the answers!

[deliasmilkshake]

Underneath the Stardust

Samebody!Sun/Moon/Eclipse x Waiter/tress!Reader

Basically you work as a server/waiter/waitress at this cheap 'Stardust Motel' (Totally inspired by this post) which is located in a small town where more people have been going missing as of late and how you slowly discover the truth behind it while a certain animatronic toys around with you.

I personally don't think any content warning is needed for this chapter, unless anyone notices one?

I guess just take into account that Sun & Moon are a bit.. sassy? rough? (a tiny bit inspired by the HW2 DCA) but I hope you guys do realize the small actions they do which shows that they do care for the reader! They're just a bit... funny about it ibasbakisubhiusabg

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Another day to go to work at your horrendous job. You really had no choice. You were kicked out of your last job and evicted from your cheap apartment. This was the only place in this godforsaken town that had a job opening that accepted you.

As for your new home, your friend Michael was kind enough to let you move in with him. You appreciate that a lot from him, and to be honest… you might like him just a teensy bit? But even you're not so sure if you have a crush on him or if you just like how kind he's been to you during this whole mess. It's not a feeling you've been able to process or have been wanting to, actually.

You're busier trying to relieve the debts you have and making your life stable.

With that thought, you sigh as you finally reach your job at the oh-so-marvelous 'Stardust Motel'. Good thing the work is within walking distance from Michael's house because you do NOT have the money to afford gas, much less a car.

Michael always suggests accompanying you ever since the cases of missing people have increased around town lately, but you insist that you can take care of yourself. Deep down, you just don't want to be more of a burden to him than you already feel you are.

Here you work a double shift. One from 8 a.m. to 4 p.m. and the next starting from 5 p.m. and ending at 1 a.m. At this point, the motel feels like your second home. You do have breaks, and luckily, there isn't much going on around in this small town. but it's still exhausting nonetheless.

Your job is being a server for the small restaurant right next to but connected with the motel. However, since there isn't much activity, they also have you work as a housekeeper and do some small maintenance here and there. This place sucks, but alas, it's the only one that would accept someone as lowly as you.

"You're late." Bob begrudgingly tells you. He's the only chef of the restaurant and the second boss.

You look down at your phone and see that it is 5:05 p.m. You slump down and put your phone away in your pocket as you approach the kitchen.

"Sorry, Bob, I'll make sure to arrive at exactly 5:00 p.m. next time."

"It'd be better if you arrived 15 minutes earlier than that."

Another deep breath in and out. "Yes, Bob." As if they don't push you enough already. And as you're about to put on your apron, Bob interrupts you,

"Say, a light bulb burned out; go fix it. Second floor, at the very end."

Geez, not even a please? "I'll go fix it."

And so you walk out through the door on the side that leads to the motel. There, you are greeted by the receptionist.

"Bad day, huh?" Vanessa asks while typing something on her computer. "When isn't it a bad day for you~?" she teases but you're not really in the mood for any of this.

You bury your hands in your face with a groan. "Bob told me to go fix the light bulb." Your voice sounds muffled as your face is still hidden by your palms.

"Well you better hurry. The sun is about to go down." She points at the light bulb on top of the desk and continues working.

Your hands twitch slightly from her last sentence.

"Sun…"

Oh yeah, the housekeeper and guard of the motel. He's an animatronic who can be… How should you describe him? At times he's nice, and at others he can be a bit of a condescending jerk.

You shake your head. You take the light bulb from the desk and redirect yourself towards the stairs, walking towards the second floor where you head towards the very end, spotting the last light bulb hanging lifelessly.

As you approach, you look up and realize,

"Shoot… I forgot the ladder … AUGH!!" You groan loudly as you turn around to retrieve the goddamn ladder. When suddenly-

"BOO!"

"AH!"

"HAHAHA!" You hear that familiar laugh as you fall onto the ground, landing on your butt.

"SUN!" You yell out furiously. "Don't scare me like that! Do you want to give me a heart attack!?"

Sun's laugher slowly dies down to a mischievous smile and tilts his head. "Hmmm…" He hums in thought as he looks to the side.

"Don't think about it!" With that, you get up and shake off your pants from any dirt on the floor.

Once you're standing, you feel a hand lay on your head and pat you. "How has your evening been, friend?"

"Bad!" You cross your arms and pout as you look up at him.

"I didn't mean to scare you so badly!" He chuckles as he leans down to meet you face to face- maybe even just a bit too close. You plant a hand on his faceplate and push him back gently. "Too close, buddy."

He raises his hands and then looks behind you towards the light bulb. He points at it as you slightly turn your head to where he's pointing. "Did you really think you could reach that without a ladder?"

Your eye twitches; he just called you a shorty. It's not your fault he's insanely tall. "For your information! I simply forgot the ladder!"

"Surprise, surprise," he says with a taunting grin.

"How about you step aside and let me get the ladder?"

"No~" He replies, still holding his cheeky grin.

"Well then! I'll just go- aaAAAH!" As you were about to walk past him, he grabs you by the waist and starts to walk back towards the end of the hall, where the light bulb hangs.

"Sun! Let go!" you shout, and he does! He lets go right there and then, causing you to fall to your butt… Again!

"OW! BUT NOT LIKE THAT!" You rub your bum gently from the pain and get back up. Once you do, Sun puts his hands on your shoulders and turns you around, and before you can process it, he's picking you up once more. But this time, you get it.

"Oh- you were going to be my ladder…" He rolls his eyes seemingly unimpressed that you only just now understood his intentions.

"Chop chop, friend~!" He exclaims behind you. You huff at him before you quickly replace the lightbulb.

"Done!"

Sun places you down and claps his hands. "Good job, friend, for doing allll the hard work around here~!" It seems like Sun isn't in a great mood today either because he's being bitchier than usual.

"What's got you in a bad mood today?" You place your hand on your hip as you question him.

"You see-" but before Sun can answer, you hear Vanessa shout your name from the first floor.

"Your friend is here!" she yells. "Michael!" you say enthusiastically as you rush downstairs. "Michael…" Sun says unenthusiastically as he rolls his eyes and sluggishly goes down the stairs.

You rush toward the front desk where you see your friend holding what appears to be… your lunchbox! "Did I forget it at home?!"

Michael chuckles at that and nods. "You did. But thankfully our home is near, so I brought it over for you."

"Surprise, surprise," Sun interrupts as he walks over to where you all are. "Our sunshine's forgetful like that, aren't they?" He crosses his arms and leans on the desk.

"You're lucky to have someone bring you lunch; I wish someone brought me lunch." Vanessa says as she takes a sip of her coffee.

Michael scratches the back of his head sheepishly. "It's just what… good friends do, no?" Aww, what a dear.

You take your lunchbox from his hands and give him a gentle smile as you whisper, "Thank you, Michael." You hear a slight scratch on the desk behind you screech.

"HEY! You jerk! Don't ruin my desk like that!" Vanessa shouts at Sun and slaps his hand away as he straightens up quickly.

"Sorry, Vanessa!" He pretends to let out a long yawn. "I was just getting bored out of my mechanical mind watching this poor scene play out!" He grips his hands together.

"Not my fault you're jealous that no one brings you lunch!" Sun's eye twitches at your remark, and with that, he leans toward you and gives you a death glare for a moment before snatching your lunchbox.

"My lunchbox! SUN! Give it back!" Sun ignores you with a laugh as he runs away. You run but stop to turn around and face Michael.

"Thank you for bringing it to me!" You give him a wave of your hand "I'll catch you later tonight!" Michael nods with a smile and gently waves back at you, and with that, you continue running forward.

"They're so oblivious" He whispers softly. "That goddamn bot scratched my desk-" Vanessa rambles as she checks the scratch marks Sun made and Michael simply lets out a nervous chuckle at Vanessa's remarks.

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You finally reach the basement where Sun ran into. You try switching the lights on, but no matter how many times you try, the basement stays dark.

You sigh as you reach into your pockets and take out your phone to use its flashlight.

"…Give me my lunchbox back, you menaces!" No reply, and after a few seconds, you feel a strand of your hair being slightly pulled.

You look up at the top of the shelf behind you and point your phone toward the one who did it. The one who stole your food.

"Moon." You huff at him "Get back down." You threaten.

He grins and slightly chuckles as he holds your lunchbox up with one hand and rests his face on the other.

"Magic word~?" he asks. "Now!" "Wrong answer." he replies menancingly.

Augh- He's really making you say it, isn't he? "…… Please?" you finally give in.

"I couldn't hear~ Louder." Goddammit.

"P-Please! Pretty please!" Sometimes you feel as if you're just a toy that they enjoy teasing and playing with. Much to your relief, Moon hops down onto the floor with a satisfied laugh.

He straightens up, but as he does, he picks you up with one arm.

"Let us feed you~" Pardon? "What? NO! No! Why?!" you struggle in his arm as you try to reach for his other hand, where he still holds your lunchbox. Curse his arms for being so long.

"Funny, funny~" he chuckles as he wiggles the lunchbox you're trying so hard to reach.

…. He finds this funny, huh? Will he find this amusing then?

You reach toward the back of his head, grab his nightcap, and pull it back as hard as you can. "!!!" His eyes open wide, he stumbles back from the harsh tug while you grin.

"Hahaha! Funny, funny~" you mock him, using his own words against him. He stabilizes himself and his smile only widens with ill intent.

He places your lunchbox on the shelf and inmediately tugs on your hair harshly, causing your head to lean back in his arms. "OW!"

So this is how he wants to play? You tug on his nightcap again. "HA!"

He responds by tugging your hair in return. "Naughty!" He growls but you retort by tugging on his lips. "You're naughtier!" He tugs on your lips back, "Is that so~?" He leans his face closer to yours-

"Get a room, you two." Vanessa interrupts as she manages to turn the lights on.

You feel Moon lower his hand, and his other arm tightens around you as he transforms back into Sun, a process that always appeared painful. But once it's done, Sun gently places you on the ground as he holds his head with one hand, seemingly in post-transformation pain.

"Vanessa , you could have warned us," Sun tells her begrudgingly.

"Next time, go to some other motel." She glances in your direction. "And you." You tilt your head. "Bob wants to know why you're taking so damn long. His words, not mine."

Shit! You definitely took way longer fixing that light bulb than you should have.

"Ah! I'll be returning quickly then! Sun!" You turn around to ask him for your lunchbox, but he's already handing it out to you. ".... Thank you," you softly tell him as you take the lunchbox from his hands without a fight and run toward the restaurant.

And now it's just Vanessa and Sun.

"You really like ruining other people's fun, don't you?" Sun glares at Vanessa.

"Just like you ruined mine last night. It's payback for that and for ruining my desk with your little jealousy tantrum." she hisses back at him, then turns to walk away from the basement without another word and toward the main desk, leaving Sun alone in the basement glaring at her.

"Party pooper." He exclaims with a huff as he crosses his arms. And they were having so much fun toying around with their darling starlight.

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"What took you so damn long?!" Augh. Bob's mad mad. "Sorry... I just got a bit distracted." you say as you put on your apron, not daring yourself to look at his face.

"Then stop lazing around and go tend those customers." He growls at you and returns to his cooking. You sigh and walk towards the table with your notebook out, ready to start your second shift.

[midnight1nk]

So, this week's episode...

[Spoilers below cut]

save me SMG4 episode save me

(the following is my live reaction:)

moo-stache moo-stache moo-stache

why do I feel like Pedro's going to be here?

"bruh Pedro was just a one-time thing." they literally killed off Mickey, ANYTHING can happen

KAIZO YOU'RE BACK HI

OMG please tell me someone from the Team saw this fan animation and put it in the episode as a nod to the animator, that would be awesome!!!

btw great fan animation, go check it out if you haven't [link]

YAYYYY, c'mon Mario you gotta spend time with your brother :)

also I need to find a playthrough of this game while I work

whoops my hand slipped [*makes 4 say "I should've chosen the USB over you, 3"*] :)

Hey Shroomy :D ....oh *western spaghetti flashbacks*

like seriously, I can't hear that audio the same way again

helicopter helicopter (copter)

oh hey swag *he fades away* NOOOOOO

well, digging did (mostly, sorta) help the last episode

OMG HI HI HI MY SILLIES

Three, why are you here if you think it's stupid? unless... 🫵 🏳️‍🌈⁉️

it's giving "I'm only here to support my boyfriend's interests", like I'm starting to believe that they truly are dating behind the scenes

they're on a date, your honor 💙💜

and there they go bickering again smh /affectionate

I'd like to think that ever since Four drives a forklift, that's just his method of transportation. screw the car, we're taking this baby out for a spin :)

Mario, you need to be ✨forklift certified✨

sorry, just Three's gayass poses give me life

actually yeah why is the line not moving?

the boys :)

also that walk animation tho

HOW LONG IS THIS LINE?!

also c'mon Three, show us your dance moves :D

oooooh that editing i love that

THAT'S WHAT I'M SAYING

now that they've mentioned it, why are there so many conventions happening at the same time? hmmmmm *game theory theme starts playing*

SMG3: "Maybe they're lining up to go to your mom's house. That line's usually pretty long." DAYUM THREE

"the line doesn't end" ayo wtf????

shroomy, you've eaten mushrooms before and you had no problem with that

....it really is the end of the world huh

ONE WEEK LATER?!?!?!?

"there is no end" "the end will come" me, sitting in the corner: hmmmmmmmmm

whelp, it's confirmed, I kin Four now

Three's not going coo co crazy, he's just vibin' :)

THIS IS WARRRRRR

this whole fighting scene omg it's SO good!

....WOTFI? ok no :P

AWWW THAT WAS ACTUALLY SWEET DUDE

CAN WE PLEASE GET A HUG? FOR ME SPECIFICALLY?

.... yeah uh Boopkins, you're going to have to explain what the hell you mean by that

not that it's surprising, we've been through a lot. just another Tuesday (or Saturday in this case)

MY HEART CAN'T TAKE ALL THIS FLUFF

HUG HUG HUG

THAT'S MY BOYS

RAVE PARTY [*dances*]

....sonic, is that you? sorry, my mind is still in the sonadow generations phase so I can't unsee them

:O wait, Boopkins, what did you mean by that?

MARTY?!?!? WTF

SMG4: "Don't worry, Mario. There's one way we can fix this." Beat the shit out of him...? YEAH I KNEW IT HAHA

*explodes*

and congrats to samgagmincho for your art featured at the end credits 🎉

.・-: ✧ :--: ✧ :-・.

This was a fun episode, I loved it!! Seeing my boys is always a plus and I appreciate the return of some side characters. With how the world is right now, I really needed this episode. So, thanks Team, for keeping my spirits up.

I just enjoyed watching my silly little guys doing silly little adventures. Traffic is a nightmare so I don't blame Mario in the slightest. Anyway, 3 and 4, how was your date? /silly

Can we just talk about the animation? It was so good!!! You really see the quality they put in, especially in that fighting scene. I didn't expect MARTY of all people to be the cause of all this. I honestly thought it was going to be a gag of something harmless just being in the middle of the road for no reason (like a turtle or smth) and the Crew being like "ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?!" but NOPE, Marty was here and apparently A SORCERER?! I really shouldn't be surprised, what am I talking about here. And ofc the OG duo immediately beating the shit out of him is so fucking funny to me. He didn't die (I know that), but he's definitely going to be more relevant in the future.

...puzzlevision 2? ok I'm sorry

SMG4 show and jokes aside, I hope you all are ok. No matter what happens, we'll stick together. Don't give them the satisfaction that they want. You aren't alone, and we'll keep on fighting.

Going to be a Sonic fan here, Sonic 06 is famously known to be... augh. But there is a good moment with Shadow that I think is relevant now:

Mephiles (the villain of the game): "It's futile. The world will betray you. Why fight at all? Why risk your life for those who will persecute you later?" Shadow: "If the world chooses to become my enemy, I will fight like I always have."

Take care, my dear fellows, and I'll see you all in my next post!! Hmmm, there is "no end" [*game theory intro plays*]

[capricorngirly]

“Strawberries & Cigarettes” ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Pope Heyward smau

𓏲܀ Pairing: kook!reader x pope heyward

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𓏲܀ Warnings for the whole smau: established relationship between pope x y/n, Kiara is kind of a bitch, use of drugs and alcohol, cursing, death mentioned, sex jokes, posible smut later on.

ೄྀ Taglist: @writtenbyhollywood

I hear the door bell ringing telling me that Pope arrived to my house, I got out of my room and went to greet him at the door happily, when I got to the final steps of the stairs it seemed like my dad was already doing so as he was leaving to so God knows what.

“I thought you were coming to visit sooner boy, we've missed you around.” I heard my dad say to him as he gave him a hug, I stare from the stairs smiling, Pope returned the hug and looked up,his gaze and mine colliding, he smiled too. “Sorry sir, had a lot of work with the shop and everything going on” he broke the hug, my dad waved goodbye and got out of the house closing the door behind him, Pope took off his hat, placed it on the counter next to the entry and started walking to me still smiling.

“Hey there baby” he said letting out a chuckle as he hugged me picking me up from the ground a little “Hi love” I answered giving him a peck, he put me on the stairs again and took my hand as I offered it to him, we started going up the stairs to my room.

When we finally got to my room, I closed the door, locking it behind us, smiling I pointed him to my window, our usual hang out spot when he comes over is my rooftop, either to drink, smoke or just make out feeling the fresh air, as he got out the window I go to get the joint I rolled earlier from my purse that's on my bedside table and my lighter to follow him out the window.

…

As we sat on my rooftop smoking and looking at the stars appearing on the sky upon us I remember the text of him saying we needed to talk.

“You said we needed to talk, love?” I whispered to him feeling how the weed was already making it's way on my system. He turned to me licking his lips “I think I’m ready to tell the pogues,” He whispered back looking directly in my eyes but with a relax expression on his face.

I examine his face before speaking myself, I know how his friends think about kooks and pogues being together and how they feel about kooks in general, the both of us don't care at all obviously, that's why we're together and I know JJ tolerates me but I'm pretty sure it's just because I buy my weed from him, Kiara and I haven't talked since like tenth grade I think, just some preteen misunderstanding I like to think, I never really talked to John B, don't know a lot more than what everybody on Outer Banks knows and Sarah probably wasn't fond of me either, I mean I'm friends with people who hurt her? Her brother and I can actually get along and my best friend is her new sister in law, kind of, Sofia doesn't really talk about her relationship with Rafe.

“Do you think they will understand?” I asked giving the joint another hit as I heard him replaying to me almost instantly. “Hopefully baby, they're my best friends in the whole world but my only concern is their deep hatred for kooks.” He puts an arm on my knee caressing it slightly as he took the joint from my hands and gave it a hit, proceeding to blow the air in my face, I breathed in the smoke letting out a giggle and taking a deep breath before replaying to him.

“Yeah baby… and guess who's a kook, lover boy?” I asked jokingly with sarcasm touching up his arm that's on me as I lay back on the roof, he laughed at my comment and layed back too starting to caress my thigh with his thumb “Well, then you might be the only kook I like” He replayed turning his head to me as he speaked, I turned too hitting the joint with a smile on my face, I let the smoke out and talk “I sure hope you like me, I'm your girlfriend” I looked at him dearly while he took it from my hand and gave it a hit as I kept talking “Besides, you're probably the only pogue I like so, we're even baby” He chuckled rolling his eyes as he heard me speak, he smiled and started to talk “I was thinking maybe we could hang out with them tomorrow…” He suggested and... tomorrow?

“Tomorrow?” I sat back up way too quickly feeling as if the weed was suddenly disappearing from my organism I know it wasn't possible but it caught me so off guard I didn't even know if he replied.

𓏲܀A/Note: dark theme is y/n's pov light is Pope's <3 unlocked their private acc for each other, also! Keep in mind english not being my first language it is a struggle. 😫 Tell me if you want to be added to the taglist.

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[zahri-melitor]

Dark Crisis on Infinite Earths:

I finished working my way through this as an event, and I've got to say that DC can't decide what it wants to do with the Multiverse. We've just gone from restoring the 52 Earths (Mostly around Convergence/Multiversity) to discovering the Dark Multiverse (Dark Nights: Metal, 2017), to rebooting the Multiverse at the end of Dark Nights: Death Metal to form the Omniverse (2020), but also restrict things back to 52 Earths only, to rediscovering Infinite Earths in Dark Crisis (2022), to the conclusion of Absolute Power being "we have once again cut off the Multiverse, but now we're going hard for Elseworlds instead" (2024). Make up your minds! Do you want to use the multiverse or not??? Please stop switching it up every 2 years!

Okay that rant aside, this is yet another event that cares very deeply about plot points and characters from COIE that have barely been seen in the intervening 36 years (and generally only in other events that reference COIE heavily). I don't have any emotional attachment to Pariah and the Anti-Monitor.

Structurally, it was an interesting event, in that there were about 4.5 plots going on.

Plot 1: the Justice League get trapped on dreamstate Earths born out of their subconscious wishes. In terms of commentary, Barry trapping himself in a 1950s comic book, Clark wanting to raise Jon (on the farm, with literally no other heroes from the Superfamily around), and J'onn J'onzz creating a future where he's merged humans with cephalopods/octopus so that they're psychic were probably the most interesting of the lot. Barry proves once again he's disconnected from the present, Clark is obsessing over his loss of Jon's childhood at the expense of everyone else, and J'onn...is once again mourning the loss of his culture and looking for a way to feel less disconnected from Earth. Still not quite turning into the sands of Mars tho boyo. Blah blah the League are feeling they're not communicating properly, they need to take a break and focus on themselves.

Plot 1.5: The Flashfam go to extract Barry and work out WTF is going on because they're the most reliable multiverse jumpers, and the Lanterns recruit everyone as bodies are needed (as all the heavy hitters are as stated trapped in dreamstate Earths).

Plot 2: Jon Kent forms the most underskilled novice Justice League since the early 1990s that largely consists of the latest legacies of various families, getting some direction from Black Adam. Their collective experience as superheroes MIGHT total 20 years active, and if it makes that it's because Booster and Ted are supplying most of that experience.

I am underwhelmed by this team, to put it mildly. There's a lot of "I need to be Superman as my father isn't here!" from Jon, and a lot of boring "Damian grows up to be Batman" foreshadowing where Damian outright insults people a lot, and Yara looks confused and irritated over why she's hanging out with them both. Jackson's trying his hardest, bless his heart, but because nobody really cares much about the Aquas they get that bit of the plot out of the way early on. I'm not sold on what this lot were actually trying to accomplish, despite once again being presented at the future of the DCU.

Plot 3: Dick and the Titans realise they have to step up to actually take leadership, because as noted Jon Kent's Justice League is out there competing with Justice League: Task Force days of "there are four warm bodies here, and only half of them are under the age of 18, we're good to go right?" for level of threat defence. Also Slade's busy trying to kill both Dick and Gar because he can something something dark forces corrupting him mad about Grant's death for the 87th time blah.

Plot 4: Young Justice get kidnapped into a further separate reality to keep them out of the way while the two generations on either side of them try to step up to leadership, and have a bunch of angst about being left out/left behind (I am going to discuss this separately. Spoilers: I thought it was one of the most interesting parts of this event).

My general impression of the entire event was the intended purpose was to showcase both Dick and Jon's leadership abilities. I think it achieved this, but not necessarily in the hoped for way. Dick showcased once again why he is the centrally trusted character of the DCU and can convince everyone and anyone to follow him. Jon showcased that he is absolutely not a leader, he needs to stop thinking that he is required to fill Clark's shoes, and DC need to stop trying to make it happen.

The bit where I most started rolling my eyes is when they decided that Jon Kent, half-Kryptonian powered by sunlight, from a species famously incredibly vulnerable to magic, needed to lead the team going into the magical pure darkness/demon dimension that has no sunlight "because his connection to the sun protects him". Jon's biggest weakness not starting with K is magic. So let's put him in a dimension consisting of magic and have him have to survive off the power of his sunlight...which he immediately wastes and burns off a lot of power by trying to fly. Power that he can't recover, because he's in said dark demon dimension with no sunlight.

Jon, sweetheart, you are not the brightest bulb.

My second biggest eyeroll was meeting Red Canary, Sienna, who accomplished exactly nothing when she accidentally got caught up in Damian's strikeforce that otherwise consisted of "a teleporter for travel, Peegee for her experience with the Cosmic Tuning Fork, and Dr Light because Kimiyo is both COIE linked AND has strong light based powers to fix the situation". I am still unsure of what the point of Red Canary being there was, because she mostly just snarked with Damian and got into trouble. Even if she was intended to eventually be revealed to be Sin Lance with memory problems or something she was not a convincing character.

The Flash storyline in and of itself was fun, but I'd actually already read it when I was reading through Adams' Flash run. It worked just fine in context of the event and it worked as a tie-in where you just skimmed over the event. Adams' Flash run is very entertaining.

As far as DC big summer events go, this one felt more about 'we want to reach these end conditions' (Justice League disbanded for a while, Justice Society of America back, Titans to step up as the headline team) than the actual content of the event itself. It was an event for the sake of having an event, you know?

I dunno. Maybe I would have cared more if I'd actually read COIE, but it felt derivative and like there was a lot of time wasting for the sake of referencing specific things that happened in COIE, whether or not they made sense for this storyline.

Oh and as a note, one other useful thing this event did do was specify that Supergirl: Woman of Tomorrow is supposed to be in continuity for Kara, and basically contemporaneously too.

[satureja13]

A sad mermaid walked past a bar. The werewolf bartender called to him: "Hey, why so sad? Come on in and have a drink. This pretty vampire here is going to fill us all in with the latest news from the toys front!" The pretty vampire hissed: "Shut up!"

(Somehow or other it shall have occurred a similar way ^^')

But Ji Ho stepped in Moogie's Bar nonetheless, needing some advice after his and Vlad's weird date. Ji Ho: "Do you think he still loves me after we removed the spell? He's as cold and distanced as always." Saiwa: "Vlad didn't have the ideal upbringing. He is a bastard and no one ever really cared for him until he met Leander and Wesley. We all know how that went. Then he met you and his whole world got shaken. For the first time he got a glimpse on how real love felt. But he couldn't have you. Now, that he finally can, he doesn't know what to do. But nothing ever changed his undying love for you. You know it, the Bond doesn't lie." Ji Ho: "But how does he keep all his feelings at bay then? Since I woke up at Verdantis and all those emotions hit me, I struggle to act 'normal'. It's so overwhelming. I want him so much it hurts. How am I supposed to barrel that all up inside?" They all sighed in unison.

Jack: "I guess it was the safest for him to not show his feelings. Just like you, in a way. To not hurt you, scare you and keep you save - and to prevent him from getting hurt himself. You'll have to tempt him like a shy deer I fear ^^' " Ji Ho: "Hmmm..."

And while Ji Ho mulled over on how to tempt oh so shy Vlad out of his hide, Jack and Sai talked about their relationships and came to terms that they should put some more effort in them. And change a few things - and themselves. Sai: "Don't worry, Ji Ho. We're all struggling, hm? Take baby steps. The road to change is stony, slow and painful. And sometimes you don't move forward at all. Look at me." Ji Ho looked at Sai.

Until Jack howled out: "Aouw, come on! Now don't you say that! The Sai from a few weeks ago would have complained and whined about having to be the captain again of this crazy mission and leading a bunch of weirdos through the vastness of space in this junkyard of a ship. And even a few days ago you'd all acted like Captain Ahab about hunting down Moby Dick aka Tiny Can. And now you're all in to rescue a man you don't even know to bring him back to his kids. You have changed. And I know you hate to admit it, but Tiny Can helped you to." Sai laughed: "And here I thought you were the captain ^^' " But Jack was right... he has changed and he's going to take a strong grip to the armrests of that captain's chair to fulfill their mission and he's going to start working towards taking an even stronger grip on his attempts to finally earn Jeb's wand!

(I wonder if that huge AC - permeating the air with Romantium behind their backs - has an influence on their decisions?)

And since they're talking relationships and changes, that faithful day-out with Greg came to Jack's mind. Where he'd told him that relationships are hard work. And that he is stronger than he thinks he is. That was long before he even entered the Therapy Game. And yes, he now was way more stronger then he had been then. Stronger than ever. He, too, changed a lot. He survived his own (ingame) death and Lou cheating on him with Caleb (kind of), his coma, the cowplants, Vlad's death, Greg snatching his beloved Noxee from him, the break-up with Kiyoshi and months of searing pain and whatever else! He's strong enough - and he'll survive giving his and Kiyoshi's love a second chance too. He's going to fight for it, because he is the Super Soldier! (And a werewolf - after all ;)

It was getting late and Ji Ho returned to their quarters. And when heading to the bathroom, he found Vlad - in his single bed again. He didn't even change clothes or bothered to put a blanket over him...

He must have sensed Ji Ho. "You're here..." Vlad murmured in his sleep and sighed contently. "Always." Ji Ho whispered. He's going to throw that bed in the trash compactor by tomorrow and Vlad is going to have to deal with sleeping in their bed from now on.

'Oh no, darling No wind, no rain Or winter's cold can stop me, baby, na na, baby 'Cause you are my goal If you're ever in trouble I'll be there on the double Just send for me, oh, baby, ha

My love is alive (woo) Way down in my heart Although we are miles apart If you ever need a helping hand I'll be there on the double Just as fast as I can Don't you know that there

Ain't no mountain high enough Ain't no valley low enough Ain't no river wide enough To keep me from getting to you, babe'

Ain't no Mountain high enough - Marvin Gaye & Tammi Terrell Another highlight from the Awesome Mix Vol 1 (OST from Guardians of the Galaxy 1)

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📚 Previous Chapters: Chapters: 1-6 ~ 7-12 ~ 13-16 ~ 23-29

[theultimatekamehamehavoc]

Ranking the Trio based on how they'd potentially parent

Makoto - He definitely has the most in regards of handling kids. I doubt he just sat their and did nothing while Komaru was growing up. Not that he'd be able to do TOO much since Makoto and Komaru aren't that far in age, but I feel he would have had the opportunity to observe and learn that way. Being an older sibling as well lends him to have a bit more experience with caring for those younger than him. Thus, I can see Makoto being pretty good at this. Or well, he'd say it's average but this guy can't help but undersell himself like that. Feel he'd be a good, classic dad.

Byakuya - Yeah. He has absolutely nothing. Or does he...??? OoOoOo! After all, there could be a SLIVER of chance though that he was educated in how to care for kids due to the fact that he's the heir. He's gotta make a ton of them. Buuuuuut, he could just, give the kids off to the maids or butlers something. So yeah. Circles back around to nope. He's got nothing. The added part is that he was the youngest in his family too, specifically in the competition though still the youngest there. Thus, he'd probably have a lot to learn before he can start potentially raising the kid.

Kyoko - Like Byakuya, she probably has minimal experience due to both her personality and how she was raised. However, unlike Byakuya, she doesn't have the "she might have learned at least something about childcare due to rich boy" excuse that might give her a change of having prior knowledge on kids. She legit has nothing. However, unlike him, I feel she'd be quicker to learn and, in adulthood, understand kids more than he does though both of them would be in a bit of a learning curve together regardless. Byakuya's just going to take more time and be petty with the fact that Kyoko and Makoto are excelling at this child care stuff more than him.

In regards on how I feel the three would work together in a parenting scenario (either the three are a thing or they're all just helping out), I feel they'd work good together! They'd really be able to cultivate a well rounded child with their differing approaches and ways of handling a child. Feel Makoto would be good with giving the kid a good sense or morality, Byakuya would ensure the kid knows their worth and can be proud of their achievements, Kyoko can teach the kid good critical thinking skills, and that's just scratching the surface of the possibilities! The trio would also be able to help each other out if the other's not as well versed with a certain task. For example, I feel Byakuya would have trouble changing the baby. There's also the mix of just general parenting troubles they'd face along the way. Furthermore, some other general thoughts I have on this concept is Hiro would be such a goofy uncle. He gives such good weird uncle energy. The kind of uncle one would wanna hang out with for sure and hear crazy stories from. Maybe a few conspiracy theories might be told as well though I'm sure the kid could eventually snuff out the truth eventually, no matter if one, two or all of the trio are parenting the kid. All three of them are smart in their own ways, that's for sure! Moreover, I feel Hina would be a cool ass aunt, definitely trying to get the kid into swimming and being nice to have donuts around every time they visit. Feel she'd also just be really fun to be around (she IS the older sibling in her own family too), the type of aunt who'd spill embarrassing stuff the trio might of done as in their youth. Feel Toko would also have good aunt potential too in a different way than Hina. She'd be the type one would get good book recommendations from. Also, while Hiro and Hina are more high energy, Toko's a lot more reserved so visits with her would be a lot less chaotic and more of an opportunity for learning for the kid whenever they're around. (Syo can supply any chaos anyway) Not saying Toko can't be fun to be around on her own! Feel she'd definitely say some memorable things around the kid, maybe roasting Hiro behind his back which would be humorous. Additionally, feel Toko would underestimate her ability regards to being around kids. Like, she'd think she wasn't doing as good as she was or just have those seeds of doubt in her about it. She has good potential to be just as cool of an aunt as Hina though, Komaru too which one can't forget her! Feel Komaru would be around when Toko is too so Toko isn't just doing it all alone, she's got some help with Komaru in terms of the kid and their potential visits. Also, no clue how to squeeze this in but I just have that weird gut feeling that Komaru would bring the kid to the zoo or the park or just some form of outing. I just feel she would.

[frostfires-blog]

Hanakotoba in Sketch (BNHA ED 10):

The flower featured in bnha's 10th ending theme song is called "Gentiana scabra" and is more commonly known the the "Japanese Gentian" or "Autumn Bellflower". In Japanese the the flower is named Rindou (竜胆) or Ryuutan (竜胆).

This flower can represent "with justice I am assured of victory", "honesty" as well as "loving someone who is filled with sorrow". These meanings resonate with the Todoroki family storyline.

Dabi aka Touya Todoroki strives to exact justice upon his father by exposing his misdeeds to the public. Heroes are supposed to be enforces of justice and paradigms of honesty and transparency. However, in pursuing his goals Endevour has done many things that would jeopardize his career and public standing. Dabi seeks to bring to light these misdeeds in order to ruin his father's career as revenge for the agony and pain he endured in his childhood.

In other words, Dabi believes he is assured of victory in this plight because his actions are done in the name of justice. The flower's blue colour could also imply a reference to Dabi's blue flames.

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[shidoukanae]

Hello to the Buddyfight fandom it's been a hot minute but god do i miss this show and have been making fanart for it in the background so i thought i'd post to tumblr too ^^

I swear every year I end up coming back to this show and wishing that it kept going, that it got rebooted, that i could just erase my memories of this show and just watch it all over again from the beginning to enjoy everything once again from Tasuku's own sense of justice twisting against him to Gao's suffering of PTSD and how heartfelt it was handled.

There's something very special about this show that I haven't been able to find replicated elsewhere. It has the most perfect world to exist (so much so that i'd love to be isekai'd into it if i could!!!) and while i have my own gripes with it (hi S3+) i honestly sometimes wish i could go back to my high school years of watching this show just to relive it all again :'D

Anyways!!! I hope there's still people out there who enjoy this show even ten years later who'll like seeing new funny artwork for it!

I wanna add too that i'm hoping to create a rewrite of FCBF (ft. seasons 1-3 + Ace) or at least create more artwork for my interpretation of it and its world!

Because, sincerely, this show is one of the few that, for all its flaws, hasn't disappointed me in the years that've followed unlike many other things i've seen and i wanna try to keep the spirit of it alive while I can thanks to that. And if there are any fans still in existence who love it, i wanna provide some food while its once again in my orbit because damn do i adore this show <3 <3 <#

[deva-arts]

wait wym he's seen everyone naked?? 🥸

I mean he's seen everyone naked. He tries to avoid it as much as possible, but emergency treatment tends to be awkward.