#Yeah it's my favorite past time. No I don't change anything else about them.

[zoogies]

FREAKING FREAK i accidentally posted this to my side blog, let's ignore that and do a second take:

OMG!!! thank you so much for tagging me <33, i've never done one of these before!! i shall try my best 🫡

favorite color: oooh this one is a toughie!! it honestly depends on my mood -- big fan of darker greens, blue is always a safe bet, i love all shades of pink, but i'm becoming increasingly more fond of pastel yellow too?

currently reading: i've been steadily reading Now and Then by Kamiiruec on AO3 (mclennon fic), and I just finished Persepolis II for school... I need to read a book for fun :( i tried reading The Silmarillion some time ago but my brain couldn't handle all of that alongside school. i really want to read I, Me, Mine, maybe i'll do that over summer

last song: well, i've been listening to She Came In Through The Bathroom Window (the beatles, duh) on loop for the past 30 minutes or so, and before that i think it was The Back Seat Of My Car from Ram (best album ever in my humble opinion) i recently downloaded airbuds and i've realized just how repetitive my music taste is. but alas, i like what i like.

last film: ooh i think it was this kamal hassan film i was watching with my mom this weekend called Nayakan? i was liking it a lot but i think we stopped watching around halfway through because it was a sunday night and i needed to get to bed at an earthly hour. before that, it was Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham (i was making my friend, who i'm trying to get into bollywood, watch it)

last series: Get Back!! not sure if that properly counts but I'm gonna count it anyways. absolutely glorious, will be watching again quite soon, it was INSANE seeing the worth ethic of the beatles and just the whole process of rehearsing and recording was so cool

sweet/salty/savory: oh man this one changes quite frequently. deep down, probably savory, i love food that has that sweet-spicy-salty zing to it. HUGE fan of balsamic glaze i put that stuff on EVERYTHING, and of course anything my amma makes (she makes her own spice mixes and thy're all absolutely AMAZING). i have been going through quite a sweet fix, though, since finding a big old jug of maple syrup in the pantry. yeah, i'm pretty bad at giving decisive answers, if you couldn't already tell.

tea or coffee: tea, EASILYYY (there i go, contradicting myself, giving quite the decisive answer). i make myself tea with milk and sugar/honey every day after school :D

working on: (studying for my finals and student questionnaires to prep for uni applications😥😥😥) but in terms of fun creative stuff, my beatles-inspired band, the bottlecap boys. they're dumb and awful and are proving to be quite the distraction from the stuff i ought to be working on right now, but i do love them so. i'm slowly cranking out character sheets and written lore, so keep your eyes peeled (ew i hate the imagery that saying evokes but you know)

tags: okay, so i've been hardly more than a fly on the wall on tumblr until right about now, but i'll tag @balrogballs and @punny7 (no pressure to participate if you don't want to, of course), and anyone else who wants to do this!! also people who like my blog or just wants to reach out, please do :D

Nine People I Wish I Knew Better

i've never gotten tagged in these before, it's kinda exciting :D -> and so a very special thanks to: @rose-margaritas n @robyngoesrogue

Favorite Colour: green!!! or grey, or sage

Currently Reading: Like We're Gonna Die Young (Again) by RoseGanymede95 [go read it, it's amazing >:3c]

Last Song: E.T. by Katie Perry

Last Film: i don't really watch movies that often, so i couldn't say ^óWo^ |u u |__

Last Series: last one i watched all the way through was Étoile, and i'm currently debating watching Red, White, and Royal Blue :3

Sweet//Salty//Savory: i prefer more savory things, but my drinks are sweet enough to give ya cavities hehe

Tea or Coffee?: my sociology teacher told me that if i replaced all the coffee i drank with hard drugs i'd have a serious addiction problem

Working On: ooh... so much actually.. so so much. i've got a post-canon Étoile fic i've gotten like- halfway through [featuring jayenne AND gabias] a pokemon Étoile au [bc i love pokemon] a stobotnik fic i'm struggling with, two wbk fics, a link click fic i'm stuck on, QUITE a few polychampions fics, annnd a few more in the beginning stages of fleshing ;3

Tagging [i hope it's not a bother]: @sun-shine-lolli-pops @noteofjoy @technically-human @justcallmeemily @littlepocketuniverse @zephie-zee @candy-coated-eyes @notthemonthbutmarch @starguardianniom

[idkwhatever580]

You Like Me?

Pairings: WandaNat, WandaNatxreader (eventually)

Prompt: I decided to pair this prompt and this prompt together to create one big mess :)

Warnings: Poly couple, swearing, Nat being kind of a bitch, crying, a wee bit of angst I assume, fluff, soft Wanda, suggestive tones, shit writing, really im serious this writing is so shit, lmk if I missed any!

A/N: I really hope I did y'all justice because this is my first time writing WandaxNatxreader so please bear with me as I probably write a trainwreck of a story @sxlfishbrokenheart

Also don't ask what is going on with the povs I am clearly struggling throughout the whole damn thing T-T

Natasha's thoughts = Red

Wanda's thoughts = Orange

Y/n's thoughts = Purple

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Movie night at the Avengers' tower means cry night for you. Everyone in the tower has strict assigned seating so that nobody gets in a fight, even though it doesn't always keep the peace.

Everything seems to be great except for the fact that you have to sit beside Wanda and Natasha. Which isn't a problem for everyone else right? Wanda, Nat, and Y/N the towers' favorite trio...

Bestie trio, that is.

While Wanda and Nat are the perfect power couple, you're left as the third wheel that also happens to be pining for the both of them. So, while everyone thinks you love sitting with them on movie nights, you sit in agony while watching them out of the corner of your eye.

Sometimes Wanda, who sits in the middle of you and Nat, will pull you into her and claim that it's just what besties do. You of course, can't say no to her, so you end up running back to your room after most movie nights to cry about your wishful thinking.

You honestly can't even remember a movie night where you actually watched the movie. You usually just fall asleep in their arms trying to soak up the affection while you can.

But your dynamic has changed in the past few months...

Wanda is still super lovey and always pulls you in, maybe even more so than before, while Nat has become meaner and ruder towards you. So, you really feel like you're impeding on their relationship, which makes you get into your head.

Maybe Nat is being mean to me because she is jealous. Of course, she has a right to be jealous when Wands has been really close with me. I don't want to ruin their relationship. I'm not even trying anything. Maybe it is because they can sense that I like them. Oh my gosh, it is... Of course! Wanda is being extra nice because she pities me, while Nat is being mean because she is blunter and more obvious that she doesn't like me. I need to leave them alo-

You are cut out of your thoughts when a hand is placed on your thigh. That hand is none other than Wanda's, she leans in and says, "Hey, you alright?"

You quickly nod your head, and she visibly relaxes, but she continues, "Are you sure? Because we haven't even started watching anything and you look like you're zoned out on the tv that isn't even on."

This conversation peaks Natasha's interest, so she leans forward so she can see you past Wanda with an eyebrow raised. She is clearly waiting for you to conjure up an answer.

You quickly stutter out, "Oh- yeah, um, I am fine, I just- I just zoned out for a sec, you know how my ADHD can be."

Wanda squints her eyes and exchanges a look with Nat, but they let it slide. You still decide that you need to pull away from them, you can't be pretending like they are yours to love when they aren't.

So, you scooch over to the other side of the couch you three share, which isn't too far considering there is almost no wiggle room between the three of you. It still saddens Wanda regardless, but you don't see that it also saddens Nat.

The movie starts and Wanda tries to pull you in again, you consider letting it happen, but today is different. Today you pull away again, but the look of hurt that flashes over Wanda's face hurts you more than any sort of cuddling could ever.

Her expression pains you so much in fact that you get up and go to run off. Nat grabs your hand to try and catch you and see what is going on with you, but you are somehow swifter, so you just pull your arm away from her grasp and walk off.

Nobody saw you run off because your couch is in the back, but Wanda and Natasha exchange each other's glances and immediately jump up to go comfort you.

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Wanda's pov

Y/n just ran off after I tried to cuddle with her, so Natasha and I are currently going to find her.

We are standing in the elevator waiting for it to go to our floor which is also Y/n's.

"Wanda, why did she run off like that?"

I look over at Nat and shrug with wide eyes, "I don't know, she doesn't normally do this. She pulled away earlier before the movie started but I didn't think anything of it. Oh God she didn't want to cuddle today, and I did it anyways I totally made her uncomfortable!"

Natasha cuts me off, "Hey! You're spiraling, clearly Y/n needs us to be there for her, so we have to stay calm. I am sure there is a very good explanation as to why she didn't want to cuddle tonight."

The elevator dings and we rush over to Y/n's room and before Nat bangs on the door, I lean up and hear her sniffles.

Nat hears this too and loudly knocks on the door.

I say, "Y/n? Honey? Can you let us in?"

She lets out a sob, but doesn't answer, and I am concerned for her safety, so I say, "Okay, I'm going to come in now."

I carefully pry open the door and see her sitting on her floor in tears, so I quickly make my way over to her and sit down next to her, "Darling can I hold you?"

She shakes her head, so I sigh and stay seated next to her. Eventually though, she ends up leaning into me and I wrap my arms around her. Once her tears cease, I softly say, "Can you tell us what's going on?"

She looks up at Natasha and gets scared and shakes her head. Natasha tries to ask, "Why did you run off Y/n?"

I know that she means well when she asks this, but the way it comes out is really harsh and Y/n starts crying a little bit again, and just starts shaking her head, so I hush her and lean into her ear to whisper, "Do you not want to say in front of Natasha?"

Y/n thinks about it and softly shakes her head.

I sigh and say, "I can send her out if you'd feel more comfortable."

She stays silent for a moment, and right when I think she is going to start crying again, she nods her head into my shoulder, so I lift my head up and use my powers to silently conversate with Nat in her head.

"She wants you out..."

"What?! Why?"

"Not sure."

"Then why do I have to go?"

"I know you don't get it, but she needs to feel comfortable and if that means that you have to leave then you need to go, please, I love you baby, but we have to get to the bottom of what is going on. I'll let you know after."

Natasha huffs and nods her head without another word, and she leaves the room to presumably go lay in our bed waiting for me to come and give her an update.

Once Nat leaves I go back to tending to Y/n. "Do you want to go on your bed? This floor might hurt your back."

Y/n nods softly and I pick her up and carry her to the bed. When I set her down, she sits up, so I know she is ready to talk. "Alright, what was that whole thing about? You never leave a movie night early, and you definitely don't run off crying... Right?"

The defeated look Y/n sends my way makes me realize this crying is a normal thing for her, "Oh dorogoy, why do you do this? Why don't you come to me or Nat?"

She sighs and says, "I can't go to you because- because... I- I can't tell you."

This hits me kind of hard, I don't want the woman that we love to feel like she can't come to us for anything. "Why do you say that?"

She gets frustrated and just blurts out, "Because Wanda! I-" Her face contorts to surprise at her outburst, and she quickly tries to cover it up, "I said I can't tell you for a reason."

I sigh and secretly read her mind, She is struggling because she thinks Natasha hates her.

All I see when I subtly read her mind are flashes of Nat being a complete and utter bitch to her, and that is all it takes for me to realize that she thinks Nat totally hates her guts.

I nod and say, "Okay, well I will let you figure it out, since you seem to want to be by yourself. We're always here if you need us. I am gonna go to bed I guess, Nat is waiting in our room, are you alright on your own?"

She simply nods and I ask another question, "You'll come to us if you need anything?"

She nods again and we say our goodbyes.

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I almost run to my shared room and immediately start telling Natasha everything. "Natasha, she does like us!"

Nat furrows her eyebrows, because I only use her full name when I am mad at her. So, she looks at me and says, "That's old news, but are you mad at me? And it also doesn't explain why she was crying."

I sit down on the bed and tell her, "Nat, I am not mad at you, you are just dumb."

Her jaw drops a bit, and she says, "I'm not stupid!"

I laugh when her subtle Russian accent comes out, (she's been hanging around Yelena way too much recently, but I like it) and say, "I called you dumb, not the same thing as stupid. Anyways, Y/n was crying because she likes both of us, and she is scared she is going to split us up because you don't like her."

She frowns and retorts, "but- I do like her?"

I glare and say, "I know that, but Y/n thinks you hate her because you are mean to her! You know she is a sensitive soul; you have to try a different approach than what you did with me."

The crease across her forehead never goes away, if anything, it gets bigger, "But I am only flirting with her, you know that is how I flirt."

I laugh and say, "Oh Natty, I knew you liked me because I can read minds, Y/n cannot do that, so she can't tell that you like her if you are a bitch to her, no offense."

She looks down and realization washes over her, so she says, "So what do I do? She barely talks to me anymore, and she definitely won't let me in her room right now."

I sigh and say, "you'll have to figure it out somehow."

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idk pov (guys I can't- I seriously don't know right now)

It has been a few days since the day you locked yourself away from everyone, and you have been avoiding both of them since.

You have locked yourself up in your part of Tony's lab and you just can't bring yourself to face them. You also skipped movie night last night and everyone was trying to see if you are okay, but you just told FRIDAY to let them know you are fine.

You are tinkering with one of your suit pieces when you realize you need a tool that you don't have, but you know Tony has it on his work bench.

So, you walk over to his side of the lab and of course none other than the Natasha Romanoff is sitting at his bench looking for something. You sigh and contemplate waiting for her to leave, but you really need this tool, and you see it right on a shelf above his desk. So, you sigh and make you way quietly over to the desk, but while you reach out to grab it, Nat also reaches up for the same tool and you bump each other's hands.

Within the blink of an eye, three things happen; Nat and you bump hands, you end up hitting the shelf, and one of Tony's weird gadgets fall onto your wrists effectively locking around your wrists and binding you together.

You groan and Nat says, "Shit, I didn't see you."

You shake my head and turn away as much as you can, and you say "It's fine, I should have made my presence known."

She starts looking at the gadget and you take a second to examine it closer and say, "Oh. My. God."

Natasha furrows her eyebrows in confusion and says, "What is it?"

You groan and say, "These are the vibranium tondricuffs Tony has been working on."

She rolls her eyes when you don't explain and says, "And what does that mean? I might be a spy, but I don't know this sciencey shit you do."

You shake your head from the soft thoughts of her perfect lips and say, "Oh- uhh it is just what he calls them, but when I say he is working on them, it means that he hasn't figured them out yet and I don't think he knows how to unlock them."

Nat takes a deep breath and says, "So, you're telling me, that since Tony can't seem to put away his stupid toys, we are locked together for the foreseeable future?"

You sigh and nod your head, dropping it the second you feel heat rising to your face at the thought of all the things you might have to do with Nat. "Who do we tell? Isn't Tony on a mission?"

Nat groans even louder at the realization and says, "I guess we should go tell Wanda, and then she will help make a plan right?"

You bite your lip at the thought of facing her, and Nat sees your hesitation, "Hey, what's up with you lately? You always want to see Wanda."

You make brief eye contact with Nat and quickly look away until she puts her fingers to your chin and pulls you to look at her. She looks deep into your eyes and says, "You've been distant, ever since..."

You sigh and say, "Sorry, I guess I don't like when people see me cry."

Nat furrows her eyebrows and says, "You're a terrible liar."

You look at her with shock and say, "I am not lying!"

She laughs and says, "Oh really?"

When you nod your head she smirks and says, "If you really didn't like when people see you cry, then why did you never shut us out before? You have cried in our arms before, and you have never done something like this."

You sigh and say, "Okay, well- maybe I have changed."

Nat rolls her eyes as you decide to continue your work on your suit, effectively dragging Nat along wherever you go, not that she minds. She keeps pressing even though you clearly want to drop the subject, "You're hiding something."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"No. I'm. Not."

"If you weren't hiding anything then why don't you tell me why you couldn't face me the other night? And why you can barely look at me today?"

This seems to break you, her constant nagging is really pissing you off and you just slam your tools on the work bench and say, "Alright fine! You really want to know why I have been avoiding you?"

She nods her head, "yes please do enlighten me."

You groan and turn to her completely and just blab everything, "Because! You clearly see that I like Wanda and you are mad so you have been really mean, which is understandable, because she is your girlfriend, but what you don't know is that I like both of you and I know you probably hate my guts even more than before, but I really needed to get that off of my chest and-"

Before you can let any more word vomit fall out of your mouth Natasha's lips are on yours in an instant. They shut you up really well.

Your eyes widen and you push her away as much as you can, given the fact that you're still handcuffed together.

"Nat what are you doing?!"

She looks at you, "Is that not what you wanted this whole time?"

"Well, yes, but what about Wanda?"

She realizes that you don't know that she and Wanda knew, "Oh! Right! Wanda knows you like her. And I knew I just didn't know how to flirt. I am apparently a really shitty flirt when I am being genuine. I can fake flirt, but when I have a real crush, I turn into an asshole. It worked for Wands, but I realized it didn't necessarily work for you huh?"

You shake your head with wide eyes. Still trying to wrap your mind around the fact that both of your crushes like you back. Before you can fall deeper into your thoughts, Nat asks, "Wanna continue what we were doing?"

All you can do is nod, but her lips are immediately locked on your own. The feeling burns but it burns so so good. You two continue to swap spit until you hear someone speak, "Am I interrupting something ladies?"

You both pull away and look to see Wanda standing in the doorway. You freeze, still unsure if she is okay with you kissing her girlfriend, and she starts to step towards the two of you.

Once she gets up really close to you, she gives you a soft look and walks by you to kiss Nat pulling away to say, "Hi baby."

They exchange some small talk, and you are really uncomfortable because you have no idea what to do. They are just acting like you're not there and that you and Nat weren't just kissing.

Then, they both turn to you and Wanda leans closer to you, "Tell me Natasha, was it your intention to keep this sweet thing from me?"

Your eyes widen as Nat shakes her head aggressively letting out a soft 'no'.

Who knew Natasha was a bottom... they even acted like she was the top around me. Impressive.

Wanda lifts your chin a bit to look at her and she smirks, "What is going on in that pretty little head of yours, y/n/n?"

You snap out of it and whine a bit, and Wanda smiles and says, "Do you want a kiss too?"

You nod your head.

"Words sweet one."

"Y-yes please."

She smiles and looks back at Natasha briefly saying, "This one has good manners. She knows her place well. We've known her for all this time and yet we're just finding this out. Oh, we're going to have so much fun with her Natty."

Nat nods her head, and Wanda turns back to you to say, "Now... about that kiss."

She leans in, and you meet her halfway to interlock her delicate lips together with yours. It is likes soft pillows meeting sparkling fireworks.

You get lost in the kiss and try to push a little more for a deeper one, but Wanda pulls away with a soft smirk. As much as you want to pout for losing contact with her, all you can do is send a dopey smile her way.

Wanda exchanges looks with Natasha and they both look back at you. Nat speaks first, "So, now that we have that out of the way, Wands and I were wondering if you wanted to be our girlfriend?"

Your eyes widen and Wanda speaks up a bit, "Don't feel pressured to give us an answer right now. We understand it's new, and you might be feeling overwhelmed, we just want to put the offer on the table."

Then she leans closer to you and speaks in a low tone, "Although we don't like to be kept waiting."

Her silky voice makes you blush a bit, but you clear your throat and say, "Date both of you? At the same time?"

They both nod their heads and you say, "Yes! A thousand times yes!"

They both smile as you kiss each of them multiple times.

Natasha sighs and says, "Alright, what do you want to do as our official girlfriend now?"

You smile and say, "As much as I would love to go watch movies to make up for the last two movie nights that I missed, I really would like to get this thing off."

You hold up both Natasha's and your connected arms up to show Wanda the tondricuffs.

Wanda's eyebrows raise, she's probably wondering what happened to get that locked onto you. Natasha sighs in defeat and says, "Oh, right... that." You softly grab Nat's hand.

Wanda is about to ask questions, but you cut in and say, "Ask questions later, find Tony now. Please."

Safe to say there was a lot to discuss, but it will all work out now that you have your girls.

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A/N: I'm so terribly sorry for how long this took me to write... I genuinely thought it would be quick and easy, but college is kicking my ass, and I really didn't want to leave you with nothing. So, it's a little shitty, but it's something!

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[dano-or-not]

I have periods every once in a while where I freak out and get sad thinking "oh no Reigen has treated Mob kind of shitty in the past :(". I think it is a byproduct of so much media having their characters be angels who never do something just genuinely shitty and the common "it's better to do nothing wrong than one thing right" mentality. And then I have to fight to get back to the mindset of "yeah he does have flaws. He did try to hold Mob back because of his own insecurities, lied about who he is, didn't appreciate Mob, and had Mob order a smaller portion of ramen than himself. But then he realized that, owned up to it, and made the conscious effort to become the person he is now; the person who would put his life on the line for kids multiple times, the person who helps train for marathons, the person who encourages others to do the right thing, the person who takes friends on vacations, the person who gives people a second chance, the person who often buys his student’s favorite food to share with said student, the person who people can come to with issues they don’t feel comfortable going to anyone else with, the person who cares so much about the little boy who changed his life that he'll do anything to make that little boy love himself even if it means he has to stand back and watch him forge a new path that isn't as deeply interwoven with his own anymore.

But even before the Separate Ways arc, he was an asshole sometimes but not a bad person. He did good things for strangers and friends alike for no reason. He encouraged Mob to be an individual even though doing such directly contradicted why he originally hired Mob, he put his life on the line both with the Claw 7th Division and Mogami for Mob, on jobs he’d lie about what he was doing but still do his damn hardest to solve their problems, he was always on Mob's side, and encouraged the Claw lackeys to be better people, just for example. The biggest part of Mob's development was accepting his powers, and he probably would have stopped using them altogether after hurting Ritsu had Reigen not found a way for him to use them comfortably by setting ground rules and letting using them be something Mob has control over and never pushing for him to use them when he doesn't want to (which he was the only person to do so). And that's why he is one of my favorite characters of all time. and why I can safely agree with Mob that he is genuinely a good guy."

I'm not saying he never did anything wrong and that his mistakes are nonexistent. The point is the opposite. His strengths and goodness can be focused on instead of his flaws because his flaws don't define him and he's grown beyond that. "Yeah, that was a crappy thing for him to do. He made mistakes, just like Mob and Dimple and Ritsu and every single person on the entire planet because all human beings do crappy things and make mistakes. Good thing he apologized, made up for it, and grew up. Now he gets to be silly goofy bff."

What's more important; the fact that he was an asshole, or that he isn't one anymore?

[spyxfamilyanalysis]

SPY x FAMILY Chapter 114 SPOILERS

So it's out a few days already, this time, focuses on more on the Briar family!

Well, it's exactly more about Yuri's pov about Yor! :)))

Morning-Noon: Negotiation for unrelated reasons (?) -> Tired :")))

But that tireness can't stop him from Yor's "date", yeah, he elaborated that TOO much :))) typical Yuri :>

Dude, like, as if he hadn't seen her for years🤣🤣🤣

First, take her to shopping, but it kinda backfired (?) Yor takes family problems her top priority, before she herself :')

I think that ever since Yor lived with them, she starting to change a bit (and I think that's very obvious to ALL of you :))))

As a mother-figure to Anya, wife-figure to Loid, she cared so much about them, that she starting to sometimes "sacrificed" for them, to the point she doesn't know what she should get for herself.

That's why Yuri is surprised when Yor actually didn't want anything...

Yet, ofc, he still tried to invite her to a fancy restaurant :3

And Yuri overdramatic 🤣🤣🤣

"Go at it" meaning she went to 'drunk assassin' mode acidentally hit Loid 😅 not the other meaning 🥲

And why is Yuri's voice so loud :)))

As a counterintelligence agent of SSS (State Security Service), he knew mostly everthing about everyone, secret ones, too! Well, except Twilight and WISE :)

Yor really trying her best to confront Yuri and reassured that she's alright without him though😌

This is probably my favorite scene :))

Endo-sensei really know how to add piece-of-life drawings😇 making us feel like eventhough they have to do dangerous missions that could cost them their lifes, they are still human with emotions and their own "normal" life as a normal person.

This is probably everyone (especially your grandparents and parents)'s feeling when you have to go study abroad, move away, after so long... idk how your citizens of your country feels when you starting to move, but well, for me, it's something memorable🥹

After I got an official announcement that I passed and got into university in a different city from my home, we were overjoyed! I started to announce to my friends, teachers to taught me the past years to get me enroll in Medicine major! I started packing, trying to hang out more with by bestie to cover up the past times I couldn't meet her, spend more quality time with my family! Especially eating out in my fav restaurants, because I know that the city where I study might not have better food than home city. And the last meal was hotpot, right before I went to the airport with my dad to settle things in at my relatives' home in the other city once we arrived. It didn't ended up in tears, but in joy, actually. Because my mom contacted me almost everyday how I'm doing and sorts :)) But ofc, I knew that when I'm settled, dad will return home, and I know I will be homesick :")) And my parents and younger sis gonna miss me :"))) @chinp-mint my younger sis won't have anyone else to help her with her homework :")) Mom won't have me to assist her in the kitchen when cooking :) Dad's always busy with meetings and all... But I know we have to get used to it sooner or later :)))

Why Yuri looked so cute in this panel 😭🥺

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oh, he's back now with the rampage :DDDD

And their hometown is finally mentioned after a while... I remember their home was first mentioned when Yor first learned cooking from her colleague, Camilla.

I love those sweet moments of the siblings~

It's such a shame that they don't allow to be together like that...

Yuri's true siscon form :")) (well at least he's at least better than Kyoichiro from Mission: Yozakura Family)

Ah ha! New ship unlocked: Yuri x Chloe :))))

Edit: Check how many times he created noise pollution :)))

He's really tryin to win her over :")) Actually a very good younger brother! Though he's a bit dramatic :")))

[vulpixisananimal]

"How 'bout this?" (Asks Bonnie, holding up another spoonful of soup for you to try. You take a sip.)

(It's creamy, a little salty, nice and hot. It burns a little on your tongue but it was okay. Because once it was past your throat you didn't feel much more.)

"Tasty!" (You respond with a smile.)

(You were set up next to Bonnie as they cooked the meal for tonights sleepover. It was, differen't. Sure there were some similar stuff, samosas, rice, but they were making some soup for you now, too.)

"You sure?" (Bonnie pouted at you.) "I mean! Of COURSE it's tasty!!! Duh!!!"

(You let out a little laugh as Bonnie confidently goes back to cooking. They had been nicer than usual. Last time you were in the same kitchen you were banned from cooking for life. Not like you could now anyways, hahaaa. . .)

(You still couldn't move.)

(It had been a few hours, Odile had tried a few more things, Mira, Odile, and Isabeau had gone around town asking for help, trying not to cause a panic, reasuring people you were okay, trying to keep things discrete. You hadn't gotten a chance to talk to Loop.)

(It was all. . . So, so differen't. They were all acting similar but, differen't. The play had shifted, changed, they all had gotten a script and you had to improvise. At least you had a lot of rehearsals.)

(Even if they should probably just get a replacement actor, haha.)

(Look at you, can't move from the neck down. Had to get help to get anything. Stars, Bonnie would be more helpful in the house than you. . .)

". . . Heyfrin." (Bonnie took a pause from cooking. They didn't look at you.) ". . . Are we gonna be okay tomorrow?"

(H-huh???) "Of course we are." (You say with a smile.)

"I'm not a stupid kid, Frin!!!" (Bonnie yells.) "You always look for the traps and the keys and stuff and know where to go!! What if we can't make it! What if we don't get to the King, and, and. . ."

"Bonnie. . ." (You want to reach out to them. They're, are they crying?)

"And what if I don't get to see Nille again!!" (They were crying.) "What if, i-if. . ."

"You'll be okay, Bonnie." (Oh no you are nooooot ready for this talk.) "I, promise. I promise okay? You'll be okay."

"But you don't know that!!!" (Bonnie turned to look at you, finally. They looked like a mess.) "You don't know if we'll make it!! You're just, just saying that!!!"

(But, you do know.)

(You know that, no matter what, they'll be okay. You'll get out of this, eventually. It, it might be harder now but. . .)

(It might be impossible, but. . .)

(But. . .)

"It's not fair!!!" (Bonnie shook their head.) "It's not fair!!! You can't even move!! And you wont get to meet Nille!!!"

(Wait.) "You, wanted me to go back to Bombouche after-?"

"Of course I did!!! Crabface!!!!" (Bonnie angrily turned back to the food.) "I know you don't crabbing care about me but I wanted you to see my sister!!! Now you won't!!! None of us will!!!"

(That. . . That, this was new- wait, wait you know this!)

"Of course I care about you!" (You yell, a bit more emotional than you meant.)

"You don't crabbing care about me!!! You don't know anything about me!!!"

"But I do know about you. . ."

"You don't!!! Not even a little bit!!! You don't even know my three favorite foods!!!"

(Bingo.) "I do. . ."

"H-Huh?!?" (They turn to you again.)

("You love. . .") "Rice."

"Y-yeah, that's true, but. . ."

("And. . .") "Pineapples."

". . ." (Bonnie stopped crying and was looking at you surprised.)

("And the last one is. . .") "Samosas!"

". . . But. . . But what samosas?" (They pouted.) "Yeah!! I bet you don't even know that!!! Which samosas are my favorite!! Stupid!!!"

("Is it samosas. . .") "Without cheese and with potatoes?"

(They were just, staring at you, shocked. Just like before.) "Y-yeah. . . Those are, are my favorite foods."

(Yes!!! Still got it!!!)

"You. . . Do pay attention to me?" (They looked away, wiping away some tears.) "No that's stupid, of course you do. Or else you wouldn't have. . ."

(. . . Wait, what happens now?)

". . ." (They looked away still, thinking for a second. Then they huffed, turning to you.) "Okay. Maybe we could make it out of tomorrow."

(Bonnie paused again.) ". . . Hey 'Frin, I know you wont be able to fight tomorrow, so, maybe you could, help me how to fight."

(What? This, still is working?!?) "U-uh! I mean, I can't exactly show you right now-"

"I know that!! Dummy!!! I mean just give me some things to know or what to do or something!!"

"Well. . ." (Hmm, okay, maybe this could work, but. . .) "Okay, it's a bit late in the day though."

"Aw Crab." (Bonnie pouted, looking at the food they were cooking.) "Stupid."

(Oh well, there's always a next time. Maybe if you bring this up earlier in the day. . .) "But I know you're going to do great, okay?"

"Okay. . ."

". . . Hey, breathe with me, okay?"

"Uh, okay?"

(You said it on autopilot honestly. But you roll with it, you and Bonnie breathe in. . . And Out. . .)

". . . All good?" (You ask Bonnie. They nod.)

"Uh huh."

(. . . . . . This is awkward.)

". . . Don't burn the food!"

"CRAB!!!"

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

"Sif. . . Hey. . . Hey Sif. Siffrin. Siffarooni."

(Isabeau was whispering your name. It was like the other nights, comforting. In a way.)

(You were lying in bed. Staring at the celing. You couldn't sleep. Your mind had been racing with what to do, thinking up ideas, ways to get through the house, ways to survive.)

(You turn your head to look at Isabeau.)

"Uhm. . . Sorry? Are you doing okay?" (He asks. Alright, a bit differen't.) "Too hot? Uncomfortable?"

(You softly laugh.) "I wouldn't know."

"O-oh, right." (He looks away, sheepish.) "Sorry."

(Not being able to feel anything had been even more inconvenient than you thought. You couldn't feel if you were too hot, too cold, hurt, anything.)

"C-can, I check?"

(You nod. Isabeau reaches out a hand puts a hand on your forhead. You try not to wince, and try to savor it. He takes his hand back.)

"You don't feel hot, but, maybe, if you need anything I'll get it okay?"

(You smile.) "I'm fine, Isa."

"O-okay. . ." (He looks away.) ". . . I. . . Wanted to. . ."

("To tell you something.")

(Isa pauses, as he always did.) ". . . Wanted to tell you, something."

"The thing I wanted to tell you. . . . Is. . . . . That. . . . ."

"I. . . ."

("Don't have anything to tell you right now.")

"I. . ." (He pauses.) ". . . I . . . I won't leave, okay?"

(HUH?!?!?!??!) "W-what-?"

"I-I mean!" (He tries to keep his voice down. Looking to the side, nervous.) "I mean, I, I won't go untill you're better, okay? E-even after, after we beat the King, okay?"

(That's. . .) "Isa. . ."

(You look at him, he's, so bashful. Embaressed. He turned to look at you, smiling.)

"Hey, everything okay?" (Huh?!? That was Bonnie's voice. Usually Isa would get a faceful of pillow right now. You turn your head to look.)

"'Frin okay?" (They were wipping the sleep from their eyes, Mira had sat up too.)

"I-if you need anything, or anything's wrong, or-" (She asks, calmly.)

"H-hey I said I could be on Siffrin duty, don't worry!" (Isa replied.) "Promise!"

"I-I just wanted to make sure-"

"Let Siffrin sleep." (Odile spoke up, finally.) "And let me sleep too, frankly, otherwise I might wake up cranky. You do not want to see me cranky."

"Sorry."

"Sorry, m'dame."

"S-sorry. . ."

(They all get tucked into bed again. You turn back to Isabeau. He's looking at you, sheepish, like before. But, then he smiles. A big, biiiig smile. You smile back.)

(Finally. . . You're starting to feel sleepy.)

[holocene-sims]

next // previous

june 3, 2022 5:05 p.m. casbah gallery

[henry] hey, i wanted to thank you. this wouldn’t have been possible without you.

[cerise] oh, i didn’t do much, just poked around my contacts until i found someone with an open gallery space. you did all the talking and organizing, and grant was the one to approach me for help.

[henry] either way, my mom and i aren’t involved in the highbrow art scene anymore. it wouldn’t have been easy for us to find someone and then get them on board. there are lots of artists and not a lot of gallery space. but you know people, you have some sway, you felt like you owed grant a favor, and he called it in for me, so that’s all unusually convenient.

[cerise] well, you're very welcome. i'm happy i could be useful!

[soobin] by the way, where is your brother–never mind, there he is!

[grant] hi! i'm sorry i'm just arriving now! not that you need an explanation, but i will give you one anyway. i had to go home and change clothes after my visit with therapist, and i hit rush hour traffic coming back this way. did i miss anything?

[henry] oh no, you’re three minutes past opening! horrible news, they’ve removed all the art already. absolutely all the art. you missed everything.

[grant] darn, i guess i fucked up big time. i guess i'll just have to look at all this “definitely not art” stuff on the walls instead.

[henry] no, but you really haven’t missed anything. my mom hasn’t even come out to start schmoozing yet. she’s, uh, somewhere.

[soobin] she said she was going to meet someone and walk them over here because they weren’t sure where to go. she’ll be back soon.

[grant] oh, okay, okay, got it! i was wondering where she was so i could go say hi. she is, for all intents and purposes, the star tonight, in lieu of resident artist.

[grant] have you guys done the big tour of the room yet?

[henry] cerise has, soobin and i haven’t. to be honest, i was waiting for you. i'm beyond happy to see my dad’s art out of storage and displayed somewhere nice, but…

[grant] but it’s emotionally intense to go and look at each piece up close?

[henry] exactly. i could use another emotional support figure before doing it. i haven’t seen any of these paintings in almost a decade. i mean, yes, i saw them when i helped my mom pack up her house and when we transported the paintings here a few weeks ago, but that’s different. that’s just glancing in their direction.

[henry] you know me, i don’t cry, but if i could, i would. it feels like i'm saying goodbye to my dad a second time.

[grant] well, it's perfectly fine if you do cry.

[henry] also, i thanked cerise, but i should thank you for the billionth time, too. thank you for helping us save my dad’s art. we’ve had room to keep it all because we’ve had my dad’s studio room to store it, even after he passed, but my mom can’t take everything with her to the new house.

[soobin] we would have tried, but we don't have the space now, and we won't down the line either because we agreed to move in with her in korea.

[henry] and no one else we know has room to take anything other than a favorite piece or two, so it was sell it or try to display it somewhere. you know all this, though.

[grant] ah now, we couldn’t sell it, could we? your dad was fond of ranting about the "evils" of private collecting.

[henry] right. my mom briefly considered it, but it felt wrong. he really was a big believer in “art is for the public.” she also considered just renting some kind of space to store it again, but that felt wrong, too. all these years, it was at least in the room where he loved to paint. shoving it all in a storage unit seems cruel. his work deserves more respect than that. it should be seen.

[henry] trying to get it displayed was the dream, but it felt entirely like a pipe dream for a while. so, yeah, thanks for being on the same page about it and doing what you could to make the dream come true.

[grant] you don’t have to thank me. i know how terribly it hurts to lose the last reminders you have of someone you love. i want you to have his art preserved.

[henrysglock]

Okay. So. I said in my tags that I'd have more to say about all this, and mainly what I'm going to talk about is personal. Picture me writing this all out as fast as I can on my lunch break 😭

The past 8-ish months in this fandom have been a complete and utter hellscape. It's one thing to make niche theories and have them end up unpopular. It's another to have people quite literally send out libelous messages about you in hopes of a) convincing new fans that you're a bad person, and b) scaring new fans into that they're bad people if they interact with you.

And I mean...I knew Elliot and his friends were saying messed up stuff about me. I've known that since September of last year. I was trying to ignore it and not let it dictate my fandom experience. Because like what the hell, they’re pixels on a screen. It sucks, but it’s ultimately just the internet. Anyway. The false, exaggerated claims of rape apologism and pedophilia being presented as fact while having no proof behind them are nothing new. That's been going on for a long time, now, and I do have proof of that.

For example, the author of this anon:

Did fully come and apologize/explain that they were lied to on that very topic when the situation in September happened:

I did tell this person that I don't make a habit of posting DMs publicly because generally speaking I find it to be a breach of trust, but the situation has gone so far that I want to make that all public. I did, however, promise not to name them publicly. I won't tell you who said any of that, even if you ask.

But yeah, all that is nothing new.

What I didn't know until my conversations with @final-boy-creel is how invested this group was in making me out to be an awful person. I had no idea that anyone in that friend group was creating wholly falsified screenshots of me saying heinous transphobic things.

Final-boy-creel laid all that out, but I did want to a) post those faked images here for my own records, and b) expand on the situation in my own words.

First off...that's not my discord, nor is that Em's discord. Second off, like final-boy-creel said in his post: the fucked up time stamp at the bottom of the second image. (Among many other details that mark the pictures as fake, such as: changing text sizes, display names not being bolded, display names not being aligned with the time stamps, weirdly stretched profile pictures, the use of "tory" when I'm very open about being a USAmerican, numerous typos, and entirely altered typing styles (for example, I always edit my typos, I use the reply function all the time, and I'm a punctuation fan, including but not limited to: em dashes, semicolons, colons, and ellipses). Like...did whoever made these even try to make them believable??)

Second, as final-boy-creel said, I'm a neopronoun user myself. I had he/void in my bio for years, even back before I used tumblr and only had twitter. I mean, my neopronouns are even still in my discord notes:

And yes, I did remove them from public view to avoid any possible harassment from fans coming from sites like instagram, reddit, and tiktok, where neopronouns are a huge source of discourse and bullying.

So to say that *I* bully people for using neos? Absolutely insane.

Furthermore, I would never tell someone they "aren't trans enough" and that they're "making the community look bad". If you know me, then you've seen how much I post about queerness and letting people label themselves however they like forever. I'm a huge supporter of "weird" and "cringe" transness. Hell, I use the umbrella term queer for myself because I don't feel like a particular label fits me.

That upsets me more than anything else, because so much of who I am and the background I come from as a trans person centers around radical acceptance. I myself was told I wasn't trans enough when I was younger, and that shaped who I am today. Practicing radical acceptance was the only way to dig myself out of the "what if people think I'm not trans enough?" hole that was prventing me from actually living my life the way I want to.

So it really hurts me, that people think I'm some kind of transmedicalist fake-claiming scum! I'm not like that, I never have been, and it's really upsetting, knowing a decent amount of Henry fans (who all probably have me blocked by now, unfortunately, so it's not like I get a chance to explain anything) are going around thinking that's the kind of person I am. Making that kind of stuff up about me is just plain mean, especially when it's paired with telling people that I'm toxic and mean.

I can have my snippy moments when anons get a little too rude, but I like to think I'm not a mean person. And I guess I always assume that other people are the same way. Maybe that just makes me naïve.

But honestly, I just wanted to put out an apology to anyone who’s been intimidated by that group or made to feel like they’re in the goddamn panopticon here based on drama they weren’t even involved in, all under the guise of “warning” them about me. I’m so sorry that the shitstorm sucked you all into it, too. I’m so sorry your fandom experience has been made that stressful, and I’m sorry people are trying to control the opinions you form about others. It’s really, really disturbing—and really patronizing—behavior.

[braxlrose]

Hello! I really like your writing and I was wondering if I could request a bill x reader? It's where reader had a very rough childhood, with parents and stuff so they dont have a really good picture of love and gets confused about little nice things Bill does for them, like comforting and just being a good boyfriend, and can sometimes be like emotionally unavailable? But they really try with Bill and, yeah! Lmao, you don't have to do this and feel free to ignore!

omggg you're literally one of my favorite writers and I love this request because I really like writing angst bc there's so much emotion so ty <3

Also this is not proof read

cw: mentions of abuse (physical and verbal), angst, tell me if I missed anything pls!

Growing up was hard for you. Your father was barely ever around and when he was, he was completely hammered. You tried to stay away from him when he was like that, but it was hard considering you lived in the same house and he was always getting fired from jobs. Whenever you angered him, he'd take off his belt and beat you until you were sobbing. Then would pass out on the couch and act like nothing was wrong when he woke up.

On the other hand, your mother just never seemed to be happy with you. Always nit-picking on everything you did, the way you looked, the way you did your hair, your style, the way you talked, you were either too skinny or too fat; you just couldn't do anything right in her eyes.

You always tried your best to make them happy, just having the smallest glimmer of hope that they'd be proud of you for something. All your hard work at school or everything you did for your community. All the diets you went on for your mother. Cleaning up after your father. There was just nothing you could do.

You didn't understand why they were like this. Why did they have a child in the first place if all you did was "ruin their lives". You didn't understand love at all. Your mother said that she only does this because she cares about you, but if she cared wouldn't she want you to be yourself? No, of course not. You're either like her, or nothing. And that was that.

***

Then you moved to Magdeburg, Germany. Your mother was sick of her old apartment and your father was banned from all the alcohol stores in your town, so you had to move. Again. This wasn't the first time. You've moved 4 times in the past year because of your parents, you haven't lived anywhere long enough to make any friends.

You had moved into a small village and your mother was making you go over to the neighbour's for dinner. Your father was passed out somewhere so it was just you and her. She put your hair in a high ponytail and added "cute little pink bows". She always pulled too hard on your hair when she did it. You weren't allowed to leave the house unless you put on the pink, frilly dress she got you. You had to be "perfect" and "lady-like" or else no one would like you.

You slipped on your shoes and got pushed out the door by your mother. She had also plastered your face in makeup. Mascara, eyeshadow, lipgloss, all of that. You were fifteen years old for God sakes, why did she care so much?!

"You better not make me look bad in front of our new neighbour's, got it? I don't need your running your mouth like always." You nodded your head as she smacked the back of it, making you flinch before knocking on the door. You heard footsteps coming quickly to the door before a blonde woman opened up. A smile crept onto her face as she saw us.

(Its changing from third person to first person now!)

"Oh come in! Come in!" She said to us with a big smile on her face, ushering us in. My mother pushed me into the house, with a smile. The woman in front of us leaned down and waved, "Hi! You must be y/n! It's so nice to meet you!" I froze. What was I supposed to say? What if she got mad at my tone? What if I said something wrong? What if- I looked up as my mother nudged me on the arm, glaring into my eyes. don't be rude. she didn't even have to say anything for me to understand.

"Nice to meet you too!" I said to her, trying to smile but it just ended looking uncomfortable and awkward. She stood back up to her normal height and turned around, waving us towards the living room.

"Boys! Come down here to meet our new neighbours!" The woman shouted up the stairs as me and my mother sat down on the couch. She swatted my arm again.

"Stand up straight. Your going to make me look like a bad mother!" She whispered to me, giving me that icy cold glare she can never seem to get rid of whenever she looks at me.

Just then, two boys came stumbling down the stairs. They were obviously twins but looked very different from eachother. I turned my body back around when I heard then coming into the living room. I straightened out my back and looked at them with wide eyes.

"Woah, a girl." The mophead whispered. Tch, mophead. That's what he looked like. His dreads were all over the place.

"This is Mrs. y/l/n and y/n. They moved here today. Why don't you boys show y/n around the house?" They both nodded and smiled at me. This is where it all began. My friendship with Tom and Bill Kaulitz. It's been about 4 months since then and we all became good friends really quickly.

***

Me and Bill were walking through the park while tom was out doing God-knows-what. It was December already, so it had gotten really cold. We walked on some trails before Bill stopped us.

"What are you doing?" I asked, as he bent down on his feet.

"Tying your boots. You're gonna trip on them." My eyes widened as he leaned down. I'm just a fucking idiot I didn't even notice my shoelaces were untied. Who the fuck doesn't know that? Why didn't I realize? Am I actually that stupid? I could hear my mother's voice pounding in my head.

"Oh no! You don't have to do that, it's fine really! I'm just stupid, it's f-" he covered my mouth as he got it.

"Relax, I'm already done and I don't mind. Wouldn't want my favorite neighbour to fall face first into snow." He laughed and kept walking. Why'd he do that? He should've just told me to do it on my own, right? I don't need anybody to do anything for me. He should've just left it alone! What the fuck is wrong with hi-

"Hey are you thirsty?" What? What was he saying? I looked over at him when he stopped. We were back in town now, I hadn't even noticed.

"Hello?" He waved his hand in front of my face.

"Uhm..what?" I asked with a blank expression on my face. What was he saying? Why was he even asking me instead of just telling me? Isn't that easier?

"I said are you thirsty? There's a place just down the road that sells the best hot chocolate, you'll love it!" He said, grabbing my hand to bring me down the road. He wanted to get me hot chocolate?

"I don't have any money, Bill." He looked back at me and laughed.

"I'm buying, dummy. Why would I offer you something and then make you buy it? I'm not that awful." He joked, keeping my hand firmly in his. What. He wants to buy me something?

"You don't need to do that bill. I don't want to be a burden-" I sputtered out, not wanting him to do something he'd regret before he interrupted me.

"Burden?! You?" He stopped walking again and pulled me closer. Our faces were only a couple inches apart now and my hands were in his. "Y/n, you're my girlfriend. If I wanna buy my girlfriend a hot chocolate I'm gonna buy my girlfriend a hot chocolate, 'kay?" I was stunned. I don't understand why he's like this. He's too nice, people are gonna take advantage of that. Nevertheless, I nodded and walked down to where they were selling hot chocolate. Bill made sure to put extra marshmallows on mine. Why was he treating me like this?

We arrived back at his house and he pulled me down onto his bed with him.

"Jesus christ! Your hands are freezing, why didn't you say something." My hands? I guess they're cold. I hadn't noticed. Maybe they had gone numb half way through and that's why. Why did Bill care, they'd warm back up with time.

"It's no big deal Bill, I'll survive.." his eyes went wide like I had two heads.

"Are you insane?! No way!" He grabbed my hands and pulled me closer to him. He rubbed his hands onto mine and wrapped mine tightly in his. "Can't have your fingers falling off. I need someone's hand to hold." I smiled at me and wrapped the blanket around me. I laid my head down on his pillow and closed my eyes. My life wasn't supposed to be like this. I wasn't supposed to have a perfect boyfriend who gets me hot chocolate or warms up my hands for me. I don't deserve this. You don't deserve this. She was back again. She's always there. My mother sitting in the back of my head like there's a throne waiting there for her. Why were her words stuck in me like glue. I'm sick of her constantly belittling me like I'm nothing. But I am. I am nothing. Nothing at all. Just a useless soul that needed to fill an empty body and nothing mor-

"Y/n! Wake up! Are you okay?" Huh..? What was happening? I turned my head and looked outside. It was pitch black out. Had I fallen asleep? I turned back to bill and he looked like he was on the verge of tears. He had shaken me awake from my slumber. "Are. You. Okay?" He asked again, "you were mumbling and crying in your sleep. Did you have a bad dream?" I was crying? My finger tips reached up towards my cheeks. They were wet. I guess I was crying.

"I'm fine, bill. It was nothing." I mumbled and laid back down. His mouth was slightly agape as he crawled closer to me and engulfed me into a hug. He laid kisses all over my face. Why? Why does he care?

"You're not fine, and it's okay to be not fine! Just tell me what's wrong and let me help you!" He said to me as both of his hands caressed my cheeks. Help..me? Like I'm some charity case that needs fixing? I didn't need to be fixed. Yeah maybe I'm not perfect to my mother and maybe I have some fucked up issues but I don't need to be fixed. What the fuck was his problem?! Doesn't he understand I'm perfectly fucking fine!

"I said, I'm fine!" I shouted at him, shoving bill away from me and pushing myself off the bed. I'm perfectly fine and I don't need him telling me what's wrong with me. His head hit the wall by his bed and I could hear a crack. I broke his wall. I don't care. That's his fault. He should've backed off.

I heard him calling out my name along with a couple cries in between. I pulled on my shoes and stormed out the door. I don't need him or anybody or anything! I don't need him treating me like I'm some child who can't control her emotions!

That was 2 weeks ago. I hadn't spoken or even looked at him in two weeks. What was wrong with me? I hurt the only boy who's ever loved me. He probably hates me now. I'm the worst girlfriend in the entire world. Im the stupidest person. You're the most dumb, ugly, disgusting daughter who has ever been seen on this earth.

she's back.

I'm fucked up in the head and I don't know how to fix it. I want to blame my mother and father but it's not their fault, right? They care about me. It's my fault I'm like this. I don't know what I did to deserve this, but I have no one to blame but myself...right?

I was stuck sitting down in a chair while my mother poured goopy foundation onto my skin. We had to go to some classy town thing and I had to actually "look like a girl".

"Maybe if you were naturally beautiful I wouldn't have to waste my time doing this."

"Sorry mama..it's not my fault though..." She glared down at me and smacked the back of my head.

"You're lucky you have foundation on or I would've smacked the shit out of this disgusting face." She gritted between her teeth. Her words were like an awful, greasy poison dripping from her tongue. I hadn't done anything and some how I had made her mad again.

She shoved me into a long, cream colored dress and turned on the ignition. I leaned my head against the side of the door as we drove. Why couldn't I just be the normal, beautiful daughter my mother wanted? If there was a God, he had some serious explaining to do.

"Stop slouching! You think I want a daughter with bad posture?! My god! Can't you do anything right?" The speech. I've heard it a million times since I learned how to talk. How I can't do anything right and I'm just some failure who should've been aborted fifteen years ago. How I ruined my mother's life and how she was going to be a star if it wasn't for me.

It was a long car ride but we finally got there. And the event was even worse. There were so many people and the music was way to loud. I felt like crying. My hands were shaking and I couldn't stop picking at my nails. Women kept coming up and taking to me with their children. Friends of my mothers. I could guess by their judging stares. I looked lady-like and had good posture and was smiling. Why was I being judged, what am I doing wrong again? Why can't I just be normal? A normal girl who doesn't fuck everything up. Doesn't make her parents hate her. Doesn't ruin her parents lives. Doesn't make people feel awkward. Doesn't hurt their boyfriends.

And that was my breaking point. Tears flooded down my cheeks and everybody was staring at me. I stumbled away into another room and sobbed on the floor. I couldn't breathe. My hands hurt from picking at my nails and my face hurt and my body hurt and my eyes were burning and my makeup was surely ruined.

Everything is. I always ruin everything. What the fuck is wrong with me?! The one person who truly cared about me...i..I haven't- I hiccups against the wall and bawled my eyes out. The one person who truly, actually cared about me...I haven't talked to him in two weeks. Then I caught my breath. I stood up and wobbled to the nearest window. I pulled myself out of it and stumbled outside. My whole body hurt so I probably ooked crazy. I could feel mascara was running down my cheeks as I walked through the town.

My arms were freezing cold and I still felt like everybody was watching me. Their beady and judgy eyes staring me down like I was about to go crazy. Well, I guess technically they were right. I just started sobbing in front of everybody so I probably did look insane. You looked insane! What the fuck is wrong with you?! Can't you just act like a girl for once!? That's what my mother said me to in the 3rd grade after a play we did..

I finally got back to my house and looked up to the neighbour's house. Bills house. The light was on in his bedroom. He was awake. I turned back to my door and took a deep breath. I had to say something to him. Right? I had to make him believe I wasn't some crazy person who would push everybody away. Maybe that's what I was though..

I knocked on the door but nobody answered, so I stepped into their house. It was completely dark as I stumbled up the stairs to bills room. I looked at all the happy family pictures they had. God they were so lucky. So lucky to have a perfect family. A father and mother who love them. Having a twin must be great, it's like having a bestfriend for life, right?

As I stepped up the stairs I heard the door open. Bill must've heard me coming up. When he slowly looked around the corner I saw his eyes widen at my awful state. I guess I should've cleaned myself up first, I look a mess. My dress was torn from crawling out the window and my makeup was obviously smeared. I bet my hair wasn't too pretty either.

"Holy shit, y/n?!" He came down the stairs quickly and grabbed my arms, helping me up the stairs, "what happened?! You look...awful."

He sat me down on his bed and I didn't know what to say. I just stared at him. This perfect guy who loves me. I tried to open my mouth and say something but nothing came out. I guess he could tell I wasn't sure what to say because he went to the bathroom and grabbed some wipes.

"Here.." he kneeled down and began to wipe my makeup off. Tears slipped past my waterline as he comforted me. He just sat there looking up at me with a pity smile on his face as he cleaned me up. He took of my hands in his other hand and held it. He really was perfect. He saw him grab some lotion off his desk and rub it around my face after he wiped everything off.

"Come on, why don't we get you into some comfortable clothes okay?" I nodded at him and toyed with my fingers as he picked out some clothes.

I was laying in his arms now. His fingers were combing though my hair as I laid on his chest. I wasn't sure why he was doing this. Any sane person would've just kicked me out, right? I held onto bill tighter whenever he kissed my head and my cheeks. I cuddled up closer to him and nuzzled into his neck.

"I love you, y/n.." bill whispered as I dosed off into my sleep, breathing in his comforting scent and letting tears fall on his skin because he was the only person who was able to make me feel at home.

OKAY THIS TOOK ME LIKE 2 HOURS AND IT ALMOST GOT DELETED BUT THANK GOD IT DIDNT, I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS!!

the end felt kinda rushed but I hope it was still good

taglist: @hearts4kaulitz @burntb4bydoll @spelaelamela @bored0writer @fishinaband @billsleftnutt @dead-tapes @tokiiohot @bluepoptartwithsprinkles @saumspam

[ask-postcrash-curly]

as i say this to you, your wounds are currently being treated on the new ship. i know it’s scary. hospitals are terrifying. if, by the time you’re receiving this, you’re still in this distressed state, just listen to my voice, let it soothe you.

…

you’re off that ship. now, the first thing you have to do now is get your own favorite color.

OH GOD YOURE OFF THAT SHIP.

(very loud weeping. tears of relief, of joy. this is clearly played up for dramatics, but they’re definitely in real. the weeping is accompanied by laughter and brief exclamations of joy.)

you know i’m still really shaken by that last timeline. the one we couldn’t save you in. i cry every day for the ‘you’ in the freezer. i am however so immeasurably overjoyed by how we succeeded here. honey, you can see the sun again. you can see the ocean, you can see the moon. you can listen to classical music and make little movements to match the instruments again. you can drink an ungodly amount of protein powder. you can enjoy winter. you can do everything- well no. you can do lots of things you used to.

though, your old home may remain in the sky with Laika for some time, maybe forever. the sun has finally set on the tulpar. this is the beginning of a new life. i say without a doubt, it will be ok. the best way to jump off a bridge with your feet stuck in cement is to lose your feet in a devastating crash. ha, sorry.

i see you living happily. you don’t ever have to eat meat again, or light a candle, or anything else that may bring you distress. Robin loves you. if that is where you’ll go after this, she will take care of you. you will be safe in that house.

all the meanwhile, i will say it one more time, and another, and another. i will be with you always. every time you wake from a nightmare, or you’re in pain, or any hardship you may have yet to face, i will be right at your side.

i see you sitting on a bed with actual bedding on it. the bed sits directly next to a window, and the view is beautiful. you can hear birds chirping, you can smell the pollen in the air. in the room are your belongings. this is your room. there are a couple odd looking fabric fish hanging from the ceiling. perhaps you have music playing. perhaps you’re journaling, writing, whatever.

“mors mihi lucrum” is what i said to you as you froze in that pod. it means “death is the reward”. i still say it is, but it has changed in meaning dramatically since last i spoke it.

death is no longer the reward for suffering. it’s the reward for living.

you are not past all hardship. recovery will be rough. “but you have promises to keep, and miles to go before you sleep.” stuff might be bad for a while. i won’t deny that, but you can overcome them. i know you can, but most importantly, you know you can.

i very much hope this line of communication between us continues. you have grown as a person so much over these past months, and i wouldn’t have gotten to see it had i not been able to speak with you.

grant curly, unconditional surrender grant, major tom, coily, ponyboy, kinky, gibby, you will be ok. i love you.

“Death as a Friend” by Richard Julius Jungtow

🖤🖤🖤

yeah, still happening. wouldn't say it's hospitals scaring me. moreso being left alone with a corpse on a dark spaceship and then being picked up and carried out by strangers and then ending up in a room that's so bright i can't see and full of voices i can't understand. oh, and the added pain. that'll do it. hahah. could use the distraction though... please do.

oh, c'mon. i don't need a favorite color.

agh— hah. guess i am. ...never going to be on the tulpar again. she'll stay on that rock. empty. huh.

mm... i suppose that timeline's gone though, yeah...? and thank god for that. ...yeah... hahah. i can't... i can't wrap my head around it...

about damn time. it's complicated in my head, but i think it's for the best that no one touches that ship again.

...that would be nice...

thank you. means so much.

mhm... mhm... hah, that's... that's really great. thank you again. someday. someday. maybe soon?

that's a nice way to look at things...

been expecting as much. that's from a poem, yeah? ...thank you. i'm not sure i do know that, but your faith in me certainly doesn't hurt.

me too.

thank you. again. i love you too.

picture's lovely. songs are too.

[dangerouscommiesubversive]

and found - outtakes

Hey, folks, I have weathered the first feast holiday of my winter season and had a super breakfast, and now I have to be at work but there's obviously nothing doing so it's time to post a couple of things that got cut from "and found," generally due to lack of narrative space for them.

***

girlboss

“Jiao Liqiao did some incredibly out of pocket shit, but she was kind of a girlboss. Or at least she knew how to be straightforward about, like, ‘hey, Di Feisheng, I want to tie you up and have insane sex with you.’”

Di Feisheng lets out a startled cough. “You're overestimating her willingness to explain anything ever.”

“Well, ok, yeah, but she knew what she wanted and she did something about it and I respect that as someone else who would, like, commit serial murders to hang onto you. And like. She looked at you and said, man, he's super hot and good at kung fu, the dick must be insane, and it's not like she was wrong.”

This time it's Fang Duobing's turn to cough, as Di Feisheng transitions into looking smug. “She had y–h–Bicha poison?”

“Oh, and god forbid women do anything.” Xiangyi glances at them and then cackles. “No, I mean, don’t get me wrong, if I could time travel I’d break her fucking jaw, but game recognize game.”

“I don’t. I don’t think that phrase applies here? Since you’re not evil?”

“You are seriously underestimating the degree to which you both make me feel like an insane person, if something happened to either of you nothing could get between me and the nuclear launch codes.”

“The. The Secret Service?”

“Shifu. I could take them! You don’t think I could beat up the entire Secret Service?"

Di Feisheng snorts. “And you worry about me getting on watchlists.”

***

“Of all of the technological innovations you’ve seen over the course of your life so far, what would you say is your favorite?”

(this one isn't even an outtake, it's just something I wrote down because it was funny even though there's never been a spot in the story where I could start having Xiangyi shoot interview questions at various immortals)

Fang Duobing: “I really like typewriters? Fountain pens were good, but getting a typewriter was game-changing.” (“Not word processors?”) “I mean. A word processor is fine, but it doesn’t go click in the same way.”

Di Feisheng: “Motorcycles.”

Wen Kexing: “Zippers are the greatest invention of the past eight hundred years. Although blenders are also good.”

Zhou Zishu: “Milkshakes and smoothies, any frozen drink. Unless that doesn’t count as technology, in which case hydroponics.”

Jing Beiyuan: “Hm. Noise-cancelling headphones. And there have been significant advances in the field of sex toys that I really appreciate, but I doubt you want to hear about that.”

Wu Xi: “Noise-cancelling headphones. Rubber gloves. Poison control hotlines.” (“You think of poison control hotlines as a technological innovation? What are they an improvement over?”) “They’re better than waking me in the middle of the night because some idiot’s eaten something they shouldn’t.”

Orlando: “Photography, and I do appreciate how easy it is to bathe now.”

Kenzaki Kazuma: “I mean, I haven't actually lived longer than a normal human yet, but smartphones are great.”

Kurenai Gai: “Ramune.”

Hob Gadling: “Modern painkillers are incredible, do you know what I would have given in the 1500s to be able to go round the corner store and get a bottle of paracetamol?”

Wen Ning: “Electric lighting is really nice.”

Song Lan: [ text messaging ]

Xiangyi: “If we don't get flying cars in the next hundred years or so I’m fully going to throw a tantrum. Unless Elon Musk is involved. Hey, A-Fei, can we kill Elon Musk?” (“You have a major study running right now.”) “Well, yeah, obviously we’d do it after that.”

***

Ultraman

Xiangyi bats his hand away without looking at the screen. “Cut it out, illegal to be horny at me during Ultraman time.”

Di Feisheng raises an eyebrow. “You said earlier that Ultraman makes you horny.”

“Which is true, and I stand by it, but this rise is important to the whole, like, emotional arc of the show and I don't want to miss it.”

“Not that I’m not enjoying this show, but I didn't think these aired in the USA.” Fang Duobing adjusts his glasses, apparently fascinated as he watches the transformation sequence. “How did you get to be such a big fan?”

“Oh, Uncle Xun had a couple of the old shows on, like, laserdisc, Yuze and I used to stay up all night watching them when we were kids. We got in fights about which one to put on, even, because he always wanted to watch Return because he has no fucking taste but then he’d make fun of me for wanting to watch Ace because he thought it ‘wasn’t fun’ or some shit.”

“I’ll be honest, I don't recognize any of those names? I watched the original show when it first aired, and Ultra Q before that, but then after that I was busy doing other things, so I never got around to watching anything after those. Didn't see the point, anyway, since Eiji had died, it felt weird watching his thing without him working on it.”

Xiangyi freezes, reaches for the remote very slowly, pauses the show, and turns. “Xiaobao, are you saying you knew Tsuburaya Eiji?”

Fang Duobing blinks. “Yes? Him and Kinjo Tetsuo, they were good men. I spent a few decades living in Japan mid-century.”

“What were you doing there?”

“Ah…sabotaging warships and fighter planes, mostly. Well, until I got arrested. I broke out, of course, but I couldn't manage to get out of the country, so I was living under an assumed name for a while, and then there was. I mean. I…” He trails off, looking haunted. “It's hard to stay angry at an entire country after you see something like that happen. So…I stayed. Someone always needs a doctor. I’d rather not talk about it. Ah, so, I set up a practice and one day a couple of men came in and asked if I’d come with them because there’d been an accident, and when we got there the first thing I saw was a monster? It was very startling.”

Xiangyi realizes that he's been holding his breath. “Was it Godzilla?”

“No, ah, Rodan. Anyway, someone had a sprained ankle and once I’d gotten it wrapped up I said, what were they doing here, and they said they were making a movie, and here was the man who’d designed the monster and he wanted to know what I thought of it, since apparently the face I’d made was very funny.” Fang Duobing smiles fleetingly. “I kept hanging around because safety standards in filmmaking at the time were…not good.”

[bropunzeling]

oh sure i'll do a writing meme. ty @ohtemporas because i did not want to open the gdoc. ellipsus doc. that does NOT roll off the tongue. hooray procrastination.

What's one story you've written, you're the most proud of?

im proud of a lot of stories but two that i think really demonstrate like, committing to the bit (and by bit i mean tone) are only fools rush in and linger. i think it really shows that i followed these one after the other too, because like, marriage bets was about delivering a Rom-Com in the rom-commiest of fashions, where everything is driven by like, the contrast of low life stakes to high personal stakes (it's silly! but through the silliness we find an emotional core that MATTERS) and linger aka omega matthew is like, well what if we went totally opposite tonally. i really wanted to stretch myself doing something that wasn't a lot of rapid-fire jokes or light-heartedness and really spend some time in the emotional wallowing and i'm glad i did even tho writing it kinda sucked sometimes.

What's one story you wished you had expanded on, or spent more time writing?

hmmmm i think like, i'm really proud of the soulbond au for what it is while also being like, damn i could write it so much better now? but also it's such an artifact of when i wrote it and who i was when i wrote it. i think for literally anything i posted, after three years i'm like, man i can see all the ways that i changed as a writer and all these flaws and crutches and wow, it could be a lot better. but that's definitely a "wrote it in a two month fever dream" fic so maybe could've benefitted from a month of thinking on it? or maybe not.

What's your favorite trope of all time?

gosh i love so many. marriage of convenience obviously. i'm a HUGE sucker for soulbonds and things of that nature because you can get into the free will of it all. anything that allows for some world-building is delightful to me. i LOVE fake dating. i LOVE many classic dynamics. i LOVE pining. the best and greatest emotion of them all!!!

If you could be the main character in one of your stories, what one would it be?

absolutely not, i want my brain to work when i'm 50. tho i could fuck with being fen from proper english and being a rich lesbian who just swans about at house parties and exclaims over corpses. i'd be GREAT at that.

Do you think you'll ever stop writing for the fandom you're currently most active in?

yeah probs! everything is seasonal, everything is cyclical, and i have SO much tv to catch up on and potentially doctors to make kiss on the mouth i hear

You've been given a book deal. What story are you publishing from your collection?

uh none because i don't believe in converting fic into original fic lol. if it works outside of the context of the fandom then that has implications about it as a fanned fiction!

that said i would love to write a rom-com! we the people deserve more of them. not enough romance novels indulge in hijinks, shenanigans, things of that nature.

Top writing tip for others?

copying prev but seriously the filtering for words you use all the time (just, a little, feels like, etc.) and cutting them, as well as having an awareness of your crutches (mine are like three adjectives i love, em-dashes, and a certain kind of sentence structure) and addressing them, will save ur life and ur bacon. i also think it's a really good idea to, once you finish a draft, take a break from looking at it and send it to someone else so you can come back to editing with fresh eyes. don't even check the email notifications from beta comments. it's good to reset! finally just like. write the thing. if it's bad you'll figure out how to do it better next time. cringing at the past is a part of life.

tagging @hopetorun, @postoperation, @astronomical-light, whoever else wants to!

[subway-boss-jericho]

(Hammer anon) 

watching this 300 times???????? Exclamation point??????? I’m circling this like a cat. 

killing me immediately with the song choice but also the. Freaking. Way ingo is crumpled over. Face down. Covered in sand. He’s just. Ough he’s just going over the past in his head until he literally can’t anymore. Now you are killing ME with hammers. 

Remembering him being saved by emmet when he was in a somewhat similar position… trying to save two vulpix… (the freaking!!! Tears!!! In emmets eyes!!!) them stumbling home and skipping to meeting arceus (fantastic transitions throughout, btw) and the. Freaking. GIRATINA ENTRANCE (that needs to be in all caps) HOLY FRICK it hits so hard. Astounding. I love how you have it like. Wreathing out of the hole. 

Love the little like. Second of people in arceus clothing walking around this huge metal behemoth. Not only does it draw attention to the differences it also highlights just how unnatural ingo feels here (also Ingo’s GUI having a little joke jendndnnfnf (online, naturally) yeah. Yeah he would.) 

The hug. I smile every single time I watch it. They are so happy!!! Emmet just picking ingo up like Nothing. Having that moment of being able to squabble and Hug for the last time… it’s. Bittersweet. (Reminds me of Kiki’s delivery service and the last time her dad picks her up…) 

And that moment of fear… emmet not wanting info to go through with it… like, yeah he got a bit bigger but Ingo will change So Much and that’s Terrifying and you drew it So Well. Ana the little. Last smile over his shoulder only to Explode not a second later. Ough. Changing into someone so Different and Incomprehensible and just that frame of ingo looking Down and emmet and emmet looking so, so far up at ingo. It’s. Like. If it were Anything Else that would be a frame from a horror movie. 

But then that incomprehensible strength is Immediately just Cut Down (like Ingo’s memories connected that moment of terror from emmet and the moment before his entrapment. Which. H.) and the!!! Escape as emmet haplessly watches from the escape pod… unable to reach ingo… watching his his brother summons the power of god (???!!!) to freaking PUMMEL this thing. And ougggh I Really wanted to know what happens there- how much energy into had to use that emmet felt it too. 

Ingo’s core beating as emmet watches from the shore and trying to figure out what to do… lancenton reassuring him, letting him rest as he (and everyone after) do their best to help them… aughhhhh. After helping everyone for so long, finally they get reassurance when they need it most. 

And then the final freaking blow with the. Ingo glitching out and just. Stopping. Fantastically done. The art is amazing. The effects are stunning. This is going to take over my thoughts for the rest of the week. I’m on the floor. /pos

You outlined everything here so succinctly that I genuinely don't know how much I even had to add onto these. You are on the mark with absolutely all of these and I'm stimming so hard. I'm gonna go through a lightning round really quick because you've noticed a bunch of stuff that no one else has pointed out yet

Ough he’s just going over the past in his head until he literally can’t anymore. Now you are killing ME with hammers. 

This is the part that annihilates me the most about the entire animatic probably. Hey. Hey. The video cuts to black. The video fades in from black. It's a perfect loop. How many times do you think he's done this same thing

the. Freaking. GIRATINA ENTRANCE

I will be real, this is probably my favorite moment in the animatic. At least from a visual/animatic standpoint. There are other story moments that are higher on the list for me but gigantamax giratina I think is the part that turned out looking the coolest no doubt

(also Ingo’s GUI having a little joke jendndnnfnf (online, naturally) yeah. Yeah he would.) 

No one else has stopped to read it yet!!!! Thank you!!! Also this is making me realize that I have never had the opportunity to talk about Ingo's internal systems before. When I have more time and energy please remind me to tell you about Ingo's systems because they are so fascinating and complicated. Essentially: He has backup in regards to processing information. Separate trains of thought that run parallel to him, and both are him and are not. Fun shit. That joke is for ingo and emmet and ingo's systems only essentially

The hug. I smile every single time I watch it. They are so happy!!! Emmet just picking ingo up like Nothing. Having that moment of being able to squabble and Hug for the last time… it’s. Bittersweet.

The frame of Emmet holding Ingo hoisted over his shoulders is my favorite frame in the animatic. Others might be more beautiful or emotional or intense, but that one is the one that feels most like a window into their real life outside of their blessings from Arceus. For a brief moment, they get to be two young adult stupid boys rough-housing now that one of them is taller than the other. They're just kids (i say, referring to people my age as kids (I am in my early twenties)) Arceus should have let them continue to be idiots for a little while longer before giving Ingo his blessing. Would have done wonders for their mental health /silly

And that moment of fear… emmet not wanting info to go through with it…

Now that Emmet has received his blessing, this isn't just a moment of hesitation. This is his brain starting to fill in for missing information. This is the moment when Emmet starts to fully realize exactly what is going to happen to him and how much it will change him. This is dawning dread.

just that frame of ingo looking Down and emmet and emmet looking so, so far up at ingo. It’s. Like. If it were Anything Else that would be a frame from a horror movie. 

This observation actually took me out the moment I read it. I got so excited about it I immediately ran off to show my friends. Saying that in any other context that would be from a horror movie has been haunting me all day. And you're completely correct. Hence the Me Dying about it. I literally couldn't have put it better myself, that is the perfect way to describe that moment.

But then that incomprehensible strength is Immediately just Cut Down

Again, devastated me with the phrasing, 100% perfect way to articulate that moment and I am crying

(like Ingo’s memories connected that moment of terror from emmet and the moment before his entrapment. Which. H.)

Surely this will have no negative consequences on his long-term mental health when he spends the next three hundred years completely isolated at the bottom of the sea

I Really wanted to know what happens there- how much energy into had to use that emmet felt it too. 

Great! I can explain! It was a combination of 1. Summoning his power to go full-size into Active Threat mode (He was caught off guard by the jellicent attacking, they didn't know there were still dynamax pokemon left) 2. He is already low energy from residual stuff (it's been a month or two since the final giratina fight and Ingo's primary energy source is dynamax energy. Hasn't been a lot of that around) 3. Adrenaline (Fight or Fight time baby) 4. Desperation (all of the previous factors + not being able to keep the crew (emmet) physically safe from the attack (ghost type draining moves attacking the human crew through the hull, think giga drain type stuff going on)) 5. This is the most important one and why Emmet is panicked even worse than before: ✨Recoil moves✨ in the original script it was wood hammer but that's dumb and makes no sense. It's Wild Charge reflavored to look like Hammer Arm.

Ingo is using an attack that is inherently going to have a pretty bad kickback, he's already in a bad physical state, he's just used a shit ton of reserve energy he can't afford by switching to Active Threat mode, he's got turbo adrenaline stopping him from thinking about anything except Fight, Win (this is why he needs the help of a pilot on occasion), and he's making a desperation play in an attempt to end the fight as soon as possible.

The good news is that he gets a full recharge from winning the fight and the residual dynamax energy in the area after the battle also helps set him up really well. The downside is that now he's pretty damn injured and has the entire weight of the ocean on top of him so he can't really get out of this situation alone.

Ingo’s core beating as emmet watches from the shore and trying to figure out what to do…

No one else has pointed out Ingo's core yet! Here's an added bonus: It stops beating over the frames as Emmet's time awake starts coming to a close. 👍 I'm so normal

Laventon reassuring him, letting him rest as he (and everyone after) do their best to help them… aughhhhh. After helping everyone for so long, finally they get reassurance when they need it most. 

After everything, that was exactly what Emmet needed. The reassurance that their work was not for nothing, that the pain and the loneliness and the struggle was overcome by community and union and respect. And compassion. Noteworthy: Ingo and Emmet's parents are also still alive by the end of the war, so they are also there to reassure him in his last month, comfort him, and tell them how proud they are, how much they believe that he and Ingo will be okay again someday soon. They'll make sure of it. (This is a recent addition to the story so I wanted to make sure that got put in there.)

This wasn't in the animatic because I really don't want to try to think of a design for ingo and emmet's parents, so many people have done really good jobs already and I had neither the time nor energy to do them justice skdjghsdhg so laventon the parental surrogate got the focus in the animatic. Also makes the animatic more accessible to fandom because we're not throwing OCs into the emotional core moments. (I love OCs and I have nothing against people who use OCs (there are a bunch of them in mecha au already) I just know it makes it harder to emotionally connect with an out of context plot)

Mainly i just didn't want to make designs for them, I feel like I'd accidentally make them look silly and ruin the moment with how short notice the animatic was. (dynamax ninetales, giratina, and jellicent were all designs i slapped together as i was drawing them. Ninetales particularly did not turn out how I wanted)

This is going to take over my thoughts for the rest of the week. I’m on the floor. /pos

🤝

WE ARE ON THE FLOOR. I AM ON THE FLOOR ALSO. This animatic has haunted my brain for two full years and it's insane to me that it actually exists in a form people can see. It takes me a long time to make each frame so making animatics, especially long ones like this, is rarely even feasible for me. I am so glad you've enjoyed it and I hope you continue to enjoy it for a while! This is the most succinct version of the first half of mecha AU I can tell. ....Until I remake it. Which will happen as soon as I learn how to make high quality 3D models and get a handle on 3D animation. This is just the beginning

Anyway!! As always, thank you for your ask! I can't wait to be done with school so I can go back and reply to all the ones from january to now, they've been keeping me going and I can't wait to tell you about some of my other stories too!

See you around! Have fun and stay safe! 🤍

Mecha AU Masterlist

[someone1348]

Headcanons on Pav 💗✨?

EEEEE! THANK YOU EMERYY! I HOPE YOU ENJOY!! 💖💞💖💞 (Pfft can you tell who my new favorite Spider-Man is!-)

ANYWAYS! I figured I'd split these up! I'm going to start with Lee and Ler Headcannons and then go to regular ones, for everyone requested so if you don't want to read about tickles I will make a sepreate one for regular headcannons another time! :]

I hope you all enjoy!

-K :]

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Man's is a solid 50/50 split for Lee and Ler!

Lee:

-His sides are his worst spot, but they have to be squeezed for any reaction

-Light tickles do nothing there

-Light tickles in general don't give you much of a reaction form Pav, you'll get some giggles but nothing too much

-His laugh is super high pitched and childlike

-He squeals too, especially if you catch him off gaurd, which is hard to do with the spidey sense but it's possible!

-He doesn't do much to stop it, he'll just lay there and let himself laugh because he likes being happy and laughing and having fun

-He is unbothered by the word 'Tickle' he can say it and hear it and there's no reaction from him

-COMPLIMENTS HOWEVER! He's gone!

-He's not used to compliments so if you say things like "I love your laugh" or "Your giggles and reactions are so cute Pavi" he's now lost himself to laughter he can't function anymore it's the best!

-He regrets making his costume without shoes, especially after Hobie gets to him, but he just hasn't changed it and doesn't plan on it ever

-He can handle it for a good while but when he calls for mercy you should stop immediately, he can't go too far past his limits especially if there's compliments involved but thankfully all of his friends and family understand and listen to him no matter what

-Doesn't care too much about being tickled in public but will probably get embarrassed regardless and try to stop whoever is doing it (thankfully that doesn't happen much, just a few pokes here and there which he can handle and enjoys)

-Doesn't really get into Lee or Ler moods often because he's always ready for it but the first time he had a major lee mood he could barely get out of bed without giggling and had to call Hobie for help, he was so red in the face, Hobie never let's him forget that day

-if he's ever causing too much trouble at HQ or something, Hobie will silently remind him of that day and his mood and energy changes immediately to wanting tickles again and he's no longer causing anyone playful trouble

-Everyone's so confused of what Hobie said to him that made him change so quickly but he won't reveal anything it's 'their little secret' as Hobie likes to call it!

-Pav switches between just straight up asking for it to provoking it depends on the day and how big the wanting is for tickles

-I feel like he has ticklish knees, like the tops of his knees, his kneecaps, yeah

-He can't handle the 'itsy bitsy spider' nursery rhyme, that's the one thing he can't handle, everything else is light work but that! He's a giggle storm

-He's just the sweetest little man you've ever seeenn!! 🥹☺️

Ler:

-Oh boy 🫣

-Do not let his smile, charm, or sweet personality fool you this man doesn't know the meaning of the word mercy

-He's a hypocrite in that sense /lh, he'll beg for mercy from other's and they will respect it but when he's got a lee in his hands it's like that word doesn't even exist /pos /lh

-You either gotta be really strong and pry him off or get someone else to get him away

-He can't help it, he loves making people laugh and smile and it warms his heart from all of the reactions given from any person he tickles he gets carried away and never wants it to end! (My babyyyyy!)

-He is the tease master (next to Miles)

-He will use anything and everything to get his lee blushing and having fun

-Baby talk, compliments, the word itself, tickly type noises, all of it and more! if there's a tease out there he's going to use it

-He likes to test them all out the first time he tickles someone to see what gets them the most, once he figures that out, that's all he's doing from here on out and he remembers too, he's great at adapting

-He's very good at reading people so if you're in a lee mood he'll know, from a mile away, no matter how good you are at hiding it, he knows, he'll always know

-He has the teasy voice 😤👏 he's so good at it too! The closest example I can give to the people who don't know what the teasy voice is is when he said "New guy must be in love with youuu"

-I can not express enough how good he is at teasing, if his lee wasn't laughing from his tickles I promise you they'd be speechless

-He's just so good at tickling someone until their nothing but giggles, all of their thoughts out the window and stuff, He's just so good at tickles in general

-He's not one for using his yoyo or webs during tickle sessions, mainly because he is stronger anyway, but regardless he will if someone asks, it's just not his favorite thing, he likes them to be free but again he adapts no matter what, he's like liquid, he'll adjust to the container he's in (a science thing, I hope someone understood what I meant lmaoo!)

-If you are dating, it is going to be even worse, you're his favorite person, he is going to want to tickle you and have tickle fights so much because he knows that it makes you happy and it makes him happy too!

-but oh my god Pavi! He will just tell you how beautiful/handsome/stunning you look with such seriousness while tickling you so you know how incredible you are even while you're at his ticklish mercy he loves you so much!

-I love him so much oh my God!

-He's just the best!

-If I missed anything I will come back to these and add it! But AHHH!

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I hope you all enjoyedd! More on the way soon!! :]

-K <3

[dani-luminae]

Part 3 of At All Costs! [Part 1 and Part 2]

The Guardians convene to discuss the intrusion in their home and the offer made to Rose.

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"Magnifico of Rosas was here? In the stronghold?" Merlin repeated in complete disbelief.

Rose nodded, glancing around the table at all the Guardians present for this - Merlin, Merida, Alberta, Emma, and Anselm and Miguel. "Yes, I saw him." They paused, looking at the empty seat carved with the name ASHA OF ROSAS. They had never met the Guardian of Wishes, but they knew how Asha had fought Magnifico in the past. "He was in the library, and he showed me a wish that he'd taken, from..."

Their voice trailed off. They weren't sure that they really wanted to say.

Emma prodded her gently. "From who?"

Rose crossed their arms tight. All the others were still looking at them. "From my father, apparently," they announced, and expressions of confusion washed around the table. They clarified, "My biological father. He wished for me to come back - to be reunited with him, I guess. That's what I saw in the wish."

They held out their hands and, with their magic, created a shining golden ball of light, almost exactly like the wish they had seen, with themself and their father within, wrapped in a tearful embrace. All of the Guardians looked at it, and Anselm leaned in closer to see.

Merlin said, "This isn't good."

Rose let go of the ball of light and it hovered over the table. "Have you met Magnifico?"

"Face-to-face? No. Asha had defeated him years before I met her," Merlin explained. "But she's told me about him. To physically take someone's wish from them, Magnifico has to take a part of their heart and soul, and their memories. Anything at all that might spur them to pursue their own ambition outside of his choice whether or not to grant their wish, it can't stay. And if he really took... your father's wish, for your return -"

Anselm stood from his seat to examine the golden ball, as Merlin explained, and he wondered aloud, "How much of his memories did Magnifico take?"

Rose looked at Merlin, worried.

"As much as necessary to keep your father reliant on him, and only him, to bring about your return," Merlin confirmed sadly.

"I don't understand," Miguel said. "If this is a happy, loving family - and if what Magnifico showed was really Rose's father's wish... I mean I would think he'd stop at nothing to get Rose back with their rightful family."

"Yeah," Emma said, still watching the golden orb warily, as if it might attack her or any of them. "How much would Magnifico have to take from him to keep him from searching for Rose?"

Merlin's only answer was a grim silence.

Unsettled, Rose raised a hand. The golden orb floated down to them, and with it back within reach, they looked inside, watching every detail of their memory of their father's wish.

Anselm resumed his seat. "He misses you very much, I think."

Rose looked at the man, a face so unfamiliar he might have been a complete stranger. "I don't even know his name," they said softly.

"His name is Adam," Merlin said. "Adam Beast."

Rose glanced up. What a weird name. "Adam Beast?"

"Yes," Merlin said, and Rose continued to stare at him. He added, "I told you, Auradon is full of incredible stories, including your parents' own tale. A tale as old as time, one that you know well..."

A tale as old as time. "Are you telling me that my parents are Beauty and the Beast?" She asked, then added, "Again?" Considering her adopted parents in Storybrooke were another version of Beauty and the Beast...

Merlin smiled slightly. "Are you complaining?"

Rose didn't know how to answer that. She looked down at the wish again. Her father - Adam - looked nothing like any 'beast' she'd ever known. He didn't resemble Mr. Gold. Nor did he look similar to the character that she knew from her favorite story. What else was changed?

Unexpectedly, Alberta spoke. "I have other worries as well."

Merlin looked to the elder Guardian with no hesitation. "Shoot."

"Magnifico said that Auradon was once Rosas?" Alberta said, and Rose nodded in confirmation. "He knows the way to get there. What if he's the reason we're locked out?"

Merlin considered it, and admitted, "That is a possibility."

Rose caught on fast, straightening in their seat. "And the only way to unlock the realm is something he does, or from the inside. He's willing to take me to Auradon," she said. "If I go, then I can find the key -"

Merlin's expression turned stern. "Absolutely not."

"Why not?" Rose complained.

"Because we have absolutely no clue what's there!" Merling said. "Friends or foes, magical creatures - none of that. All I managed to find was information about your parents, King Beast -"

"King what now?" Emma repeated, like she thought it was a joke.

King Beast? Rose had to stifle a snicker. "Is that seriously what they call him?"

"And Queen Belle," Merlin continued, "and now your twin brother, Ben, is king."

Twin brother? King? "I'm eighteen," Rose said in disbelief. "They're letting an eighteen-year-old be king? Why?"

Merlin shrugged. Seemed that was a detail he hadn't cared to look too deeply into. Rose sank down slightly in her seat.

Merida looked up from where she had been re-stringing her bow through this conversation. She was inclined to jump to the younger Guardian's defense. If there was one thing that Merida always thought tied to fate, it was family. But Merlin's uncertainty gave her pause. If he didn't know what dangers could lie ahead... "Maybe more reason why ye shouldn't be going, Rose," she said gently.

For a second, Rose almost agreed. A moment later, they looked at the wish again. They'd never shied away from danger, and they didn't intend to start now - especially not when their family was involved. "No, that doesn't change my mind! If Magnifico took my father's wish, it has to be returned," she insisted.

"I have thoughts," Alberta put in once more.

Merlin hesitated. Something in her voice told him he might not like these thoughts. "Are they helpful?"

"To Rose, maybe," Alberta said.

Merlin sighed. "Oh, no."

"I'm in agreement with them," Alberta said. "If Magnifico possesses this wish, it could pose a threat to so much of their kingdom. Besides. We all know that if anyone can manage that situation, it's Rose." She paused, and glance around the table. She had the attention of all the Guardians. "If Rose is determined to do this, I see no reason to stop them. Dare I call it to a vote?"

Silence answered her, but there was a single nod from Merida. A vote it was.

"All in favor of allowing Rose to take on this quest to their home realm and uncover Magnifico's treachery?" Alberta declared, and her own hand was in the air immediately. It was followed by - no surprise - Anselm, Miguel, and Emma. Even Hop Low raised one stubby arm as high as he could, trying to help.

Rose tried - and failed - to hide a smirk.

Then, Merlin sighed and raised his hand. The second he did, Merida's approval joined the mix. When Alberta phrased it like that - a quest, to uncover villainous treachery - how could they stand against it?\

Rose stopped trying to hide their triumphant grin.

"It is decided, then," Merlin said. "Rose, Guardian of Hope, will comply with Magnifico in order to travel to Auradon. After that... we can't help you, Rose. We won't be able to reach you."

"That's okay." Rose looked down at the golden wish. "I'll have my family there to help me. If they're anything like me, they'll be more than enough to challenge Magnifico."

[yanderehsr]

Hello again I hope you're doing well and having a nice day anyways I kind of wanted to switch up my oc

Name: Rosemary

Age: 19

Personality: she is a cold person but she's also a kind person or gentle

Backstory: Rosemary is known for being a kind person but to the incident where she almost got sexually assaulted no one believed her though then she was killed no one cared about her death but Rosemary wanted them to pay so she made sure they all paid Rosemary manipulated and gaslighted everybody and doing this or that what she wanted she won't gaslight anyone but if she finds out that you're the one that bullied her you are dead meat but hey if you change then you'll be fine then she became immortal

Abilities: Rosemary controls these red poison butterflies which it's actually inspired from a manhwa that I read Rosemary has to consume poison though to control it don't worry there is medicine for it however the medicine always leaves her numb which means that it's slowly helping her with the poison madness or illusion butterflies she always uses them though she is a great swordsman however in order to summon them she has to cut the opponent or the opposite she can cut herself and she can summon them madness energy she hinges on that madness though so yeah she has the ability to teleport so yeah however she doesn't really use it though

Appearance: Rosemary has red eyes and long dark red hair that is almost like a black but it's red on the back or should I say inside of the back of the hair Rosemary wears a black top with a black skirt she also has a black jacket that hangs on her shoulders she wears black boots and where is this choker has a rose on it Rosemary loves sweets very much though she also has this villainous beauty going on in fact she used it against her bully who took it too far by sending her to the hospital so she took revenge and use that beauty against him she manipulated and gaslighting him

About her: in all honesty though she may act like a villain or villainous sometimes but you can't blame her though due to the fact that she's been through a lot I mean she did become immortal she smells like wine and ice cream vanilla ice cream and roses she's has a doll like appearance so she knows that her death won't comes so she no longer yearns for death she is a wandering swordsman or a wanderer in the past though she gaslighted the people that she hated and manipulate them you know but she giving that villainous beauty and also she also represents the red spider Lily the spider Lily is a beautiful flower but also deadly due to the fact that it has poison so yeah she's inspired from that she also really loves spider lilies very much very much red and black will be her favorite color however other colors suit her perfectly she wears makeup specifically red lipstick and I kind of want to show the picture so here but she would always wear different lipsticks though the picture is right there though

Sorry if this is very long oh yeah I also forgot to mention she walks in these dresses though whatever she's not doing anything so she has like a lot of free time

Sorry if I'm showing too many pictures I hope you have a wonderful night toodles

I know I have read that manhwa but I can't remember where or what the name was🤔

Hope you'll enjoy😄

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping

Blade: He begs her to poison him, he wants to feel like he's dying and the illusions and pain is as close as he can come, in a way that makes him similar to Rosemary since they both yearn for death, even if Rosemary has stopped yearning for it, Blade will take any connection possible.

The fact that she doesn't mind Blade's possessive behaviour will only fuel him to act even more possessive and deranged, he wont try to hide it, will kill right in front of her and smile while doing it.

Hopefully Rosemary wont mind being kidnapped as well, cus there is no way that Blade will ever let anyone else lay their disgusting looks on her, she may be strong but that would never stop Blade from taking her away.

"So beautiful, so prescious and all MINE"

Yoimiya: She sees only the best in Rosemary, no matter how villainous she acts, she loves to stare at her butterflies, how beautiful they are, she just doesn't like that Rosemary has to hurt herself every time she uses it... well that or hurt enemies but enemies don't just appear at random.

Yoimiya clings herself to Rosemary, never leaving her side, she can't even imagine a life where Rosemary is in, she just needs her to stay sane anymore, she has become an addiction to Yoimiya, and she doesn't mind at all.

Yoimiya just does whetever Rosemary wanna do, if she wanna paint then Yoimiya will paint as well, wanna get some revenge, of course Yoimiya will join as well. Yoimiya's life revolves around Rosemary and that wont stop anytime soon.

"Soooo, what do you wanna do today, I'm up for anything as long as you wont to do it"

(Ok, does anyone know the title of the manhwa, it's killing me not knowing😭)

[queenofhearts7378]

Lol give us 5 of your recent Fave fic recs, any fandom!

Lol, if I did recent faves it would be nothing but TMNT cause I've been reading them for the past two weeks. But I did limit myself to the last five different fandoms. Which was a lot more varied than I thought

Shattering Stars - by SunniMint (TMNT 03/Usagi Yojimbo) Look AmevelloBlue permanently changed my brain chemistry by introducing me to Leosagi. And I am *losing my mind* over this story. It's somehow both a Gods & Goddesses AU and a Fake Dating AU without either party agreeing or setting up anything. It is misunderstanding shenanigans and I don't think pining is a strong enough word to use here. Definitely more Usagi Yojimbo focused then TMNT, but it doesn't change the enjoyment one bit. Donatello is the funniest person in there. How does this barely have 300 kudos

Dreamwalker - by GhostyMochi (Ghost Hunt) I don't think a lot of my followers care about one of the 3(?) anime's I actually like and definitely my favorite by like....a lot. But! This is such an intriguing AU???? That I don't think I've seen in this fandom before???? And its fascinating reading all these butterfly changes and her and Naru's relationship. Actually all the character's relationships with each other which I feel like is the main focus of the story. Well that and the ghosts. There's also a bunny god

Oh, You Don't Have to Do That (Communication) - GaleDragon (Miraculous Ladybug) As increasingly out of touch I am becoming with ML, I still love me some classic Lila takedowns and GaleDragon definitely delivers with every story they write. I just love this one in particular because it's basically what if the Lila Plots happen but the class actually talks about it. Like they all know something is sus, and she's lying about stuff, and they basically gaslight her into exposing herself, and they do it the nicest way possible. It's *so funny*. That and I have special place in my heart for stories that let's these characters actually be dumb kids who all have fun and like each other and not.......whatever the TV show is doing to them

The Secret Life of Candace - by TakingOverMidnight3482 (Phineas and Ferb) The original on FF.net was one of my favorite all time comfort fics, one I'd go back to every now and then and just read in its entirety because I just loved it so much. AND THEN!!!!! It got REWROTE!!!!! And now it's so much MORE and I didn't think it was possible to love this fic more than I already did but!!!! BUT!!!!! Actually anything written by her is absolutely fantastic but I'm pretty sure the pnf fics live rent free in my head and will for all eternity. Oh yeah it's a Candance is a mermaid AU, very H2O style. I was so caught up in the euphoria of reading this fic that I forgot to mention what it's about

How (NOT) to Survive Your Pet Death Worlder - by katydid & Zyla_SweetBean (My Hero Academia) It's a Space AU/Humans are Space Orcs story. I'm a sucker for a good Space AU. All the alien designs are fun and unique, there's a certain level of horror in both the whole "being something else's pet" thing and the "holy shit our boss decided to keep something that is actively trying to kill us and frequently escapes". I don't know something about human desperation at its finest and how absolutely horrifying it can be. The rest of the series somehow turns into crack & fluff and it's *delightful*. Oh yeah....it's a 12 part series. I enjoy it so much. McDonald's gets mistaken for a religion.