#a runaway's journal

[aftgphoenix]

Can I request a runaway's journal?

October 3rd

Today is a holiday called German Unity Day. That means I don't have school and Mom is letting me play at the park today. She said she will be back soon so I'm just writing this really fast because I thought it was interesting.

October 5th

I've gotten really used to living here in Berlin and going to school. It's nice going to school with people who don't think my father is scary. I feel like most people knew that my father was bad even if the police were never able to find anything. I wish they did find something because then he would go to jail and I wouldn't have to be scared of him anymore.

The bad thing is that Mom really doesn't want me to make friends with anyone. And I definitely can't invite them over to our house. I think they would be scared of my mom's guns and stuff and they would probably find stuff that they can't know about. Like how we only have one bed because Mom wants me close at night. She says that's when we are most vulnerable. 

She makes me practice emergency situations where I have to pretend my fathers men found us and escape to our meeting point and wait for her. She gave me a phone that I keep in my pocket even when I sleep at night. That's something else I had to get used to. Mom never got me pajamas and she makes me sleep in my clothes that way I can get up and run. I have my backpack packed and ready to go every night by my bed just in case. Now I start to get nervous if I'm not ready to go when I'm ready for bed.

[deadly-danaid]

"How many times can you be lost before you officially decide to STAY found."

Moka Lynn, Ebony

[clemsfilmdiary]

Runaway Bride (1999, Garry Marshall)

10/17/24

[imtheiliad]

these are the times when being in a ldr just absolutely is the worst. most of the time i can do it. but going through all of this when i can’t have physical hugs from my person and someone to hold my hand, a person who is just mine. it makes it that much harder.

[stazvlt]

Life update

Sorry for the lack of drawing!! There's problem going on in my rl right now and i'll try my best to share some hp stuff even if it's gonna take some time. You guys can expect more henry AU and spooky october vibes. Thank you for your understanding 😭

[pablolf]

Film Journal

"Runaway Train" by Andrey Konchalovskiy

[joejhang]

andrew is so real for thinking neil is a hallucination cos now that we have outsider pov on him it's actually insane that he's a real person. like this is neil josten: he's the prettiest boy you've ever met. he's the runaway son of a serial killer. he has a million dollars but is afraid of spending money. he folds his clothes a specific way so he can tell when someone's gone through his stuff. he keeps a stalker's journal on the two greatest exy players of all time. he wears coloured contacts and they're brown. he paid a busboy $100 to knock him out cold. he insulted a celebrity athlete on live tv after trying to keep a low profile. he says he's trying to stay alive while running towards death like it's a race. he mouths off to the mafia. he respects your boundaries and is the first person ever to take you at face value and not consider you an out of control psychopath. he orders hits on your abusers. he has the most electric blue eyes you've ever seen. he looks great in clubbing clothes but dresses like he's homeless. he insults someone for their "intricate and endless daddy issues" while his father is a convicted mobster and serial killer. he didn't give a fuck when his teammate was killed. everyone seems to like him even though it's clear he's hiding a million secrets. he doesn't catch on to the many many hints you're giving him. he calls you out not for being a danger to others but for being a danger to yourself. he thinks you should be protected as well as trusting you to protect him (and you think, how can someone be a victim and a protector?). he doesn't give a flying fuck what literally anyone thinks about him. he comes back from being waterboarded and tortured and abused for weeks (to protect you) and is still as feisty and bitchy as before. except now he's a redhead and has many more scars. he is possibly the first person to ever make the active decision to protect you. he's willing to put himself in harm's way again and again and again so he won't lose you. he always has a cigarette but he never smokes. he says "you're not actually a sociopath are you?" and "the next time someone calls you soulless i might have to fight them". even though he's messy and a little oblivious he's sees you. he might be the only person to ever want you off your drugs. he wants to see you lose control, is aware that you're not out of control, you're actually so controlled and restrained all of the time and he wants to see you feel something, he wants you to be angry, be angry at him. he riles you up on purpose to see you show emotion, feel something. he's a runner and yet he's still possibly the bravest person you've ever met. he gets kidnapped and comes back even more bruised and battered than before and he's still a mouthy little shit who bitches at the press and cuts deals with the yakuza. he's most of the reason why the worst team in the nation ends up winning championships. he shoves a guy clean off his feet because they body checked you. he punched celebrity athlete riko moriyama in public, for you. he threatens him, for you. he's almost killed on live tv. he mouths off to the fbi. he watches the (second) best exy player in the world get shot. he also watches his father, notorious serial killer and gangster, get shot in front of him. and he laughs. he smiles. he kisses you and is never gonna run again and he's free and he wants to be with you, he wants you.

[marvelfanfn2187a113]

Too Much (Little Sister Version)

Dean Winchester & little sister!reader

Requested by @redbird-tf

Synopsis: you have nightmares of dying like Mary, and you start to get really clingy with Dean.

It started out in a subtle way. Your first nightmare had been vague, and though it had jarred you, it wasn’t enough to curb your day-to-day activities…much.

“I’m going for a supply run.” Dean’s words had you looking up from the homework you’d been working on. “We’re out of beer…and food.”

“I’ll come.” You were on your feet before the words even left your mouth.

“It’s just a quick run,” Dean argued. “Don’t you have homework?”

“It can wait,” you insisted, already on your way to the Impala. “Let’s go!”

Of course it would be Dean—it had always been Dean. Sure, he had his anger issues and his bad moments. He drank too much and he isolated himself when he was upset. But he always came back; when Sam was at Stanford, when dad disappeared, it was always you and Dean.

So when you started having nightmares about burning on the ceiling, Dean was who you turned to.

Scary things shouldn’t phase you anymore, not after all you’d seen. But this was different. Your whole life you’d heard “what happened to mom.” Never any specifics—it was always, “the demon killed mom,” or “what the demon did to Mary.” Nobody ever gave you any details; they always said you didn’t need to know.

So when you snuck into Dean’s room in the bunker and stole dad’s journal, you were in for a surprise.

The pages you’d read had been stuck together—it didn’t look like anyone had read them—and it took you a moment to peel them apart.

I went to visit a shrink today—I thought he might be a vampire. I went in undercover, booked myself an appointment. I figured out pretty quickly that he wasn’t a monster, but I didn’t leave. It sounds stupid, but I actually talked to him. Told him about Mary. Well, as much as I could tell, which is more than I’ve told anyone. Point is, he told me to write down what happened to her. Every detail I could remember. I don’t like thinking about her…but maybe he was right. Little Sammy asked about Mary just the other day, and I yelled at him. I still feel bad…it’s not his fault, he’s just a kid. Maybe this is the only way I’ll be able to talk about her, but maybe that’ll be enough to keep me from going off on the kids. So here goes…

And John had laid out every gory detail of that night, and you’d read the whole thing. You’d always thought it would be better knowing; that it would somehow bring you some extra closure to know how your mother’s final moments went. You were wrong.

And so came the nightmares. The first one was fuzzy and indistinct; a fire, the sound of screaming. But it was enough to have you going with Dean whenever he left the bunker.

The second one was more vivid. It was also when you realized that it wasn’t your mother you were dreaming about—it was you.

It was so real—you felt the demon’s powers slashing open your stomach, you felt your body lifting off the floor…

But the worst part was the heat. It stung your eyes and sizzled against your blood and seared your skin. You tried to scream, but the smoke choked you and stopped your voice. You struggled to inhale, coughing on the smoke and crying at the pain that lit up every nerve ending.

The bright light of the fire left first, then slowly afterwards the pain. But you were still choking and gasping for breath when you sat up in your bed.

“Dean,” you whimpered, the lone word echoing through your empty room. You weren’t quite used to the bunker yet—you were so used to the motels, where your brothers were right next to you at all times. Most of the time it was annoying, but right now…

You threw your covers off you, finally getting a hold of your runaway breathing as you padded barefoot towards your door. You couldn’t stay in this room—it was this room that you’d dreamt of, this ceiling that you’d burned on.

You flung your door open and started down the hall, but you only got halfway to Dean’s room before you stopped. You couldn’t go to him like this, a tear-streaked mess in the middle of the night; he would know something was wrong, and then you’d have to talk about it.

You couldn’t talk about it.

A bang from the kitchen stole your attention and your breath, your mind wandering towards images of a yellow-eyed intruder. You tip-toed to the kitchen, peaking around the corner and breathing easily when you saw Dean rummaging in the fridge for a beer.

You slipped into the kitchen, heading straight for Dean.

“You’re up early,” he greeted, stiffening in surprise when you wrapped your arms around him. “Hey, something wrong?”

“No,” you mumbled, your voice muffled by his shirt. “Good morning,” you added lamely as you pulled away, as if the greeting would explain away the hug.

“Yeah, mornin.” Dean shrugged, choosing to ignore your strange behavior. “Couldn’t sleep? It’s only 5.”

It was later than you’d thought.

“Not really,” you said. “Can we make breakfast?” You weren’t hungry, but you’d take any excuse to keep Dean close.

“Only if you get the bacon,” Dean said with a grin.

“I think we’re out,” you answered.

“Unacceptable,” Dean decided. “You start on the pancakes, I’ll make a run.”

“Wait! Um…” you wracked your brain for an excuse. “Um, the pancakes can wait, I’ll go with you.”

Dean squinted ever so slightly as he stared you down—that was twice in a week that you wanted to go with him to the store without a good reason.

“You sure you’re ok?” He asked.

“Yeah, just…I want some fresh air.”

“Alright.” You both knew he didn’t believe you, but neither of you brought it up again.

You felt pathetic as you trailed behind Dean, but the idea of sitting around the empty bunker alone until he got back or Sam woke up…

You just couldn’t do it. You couldn’t feel safe anymore, not even in your own home, without Dean around.

You sat just a little closer to Dean than you normally would once you got into the Impala, sitting towards the middle of the seat even though the right side was empty. You felt Dean watching you from the corner of his eye, but to your relief he didn’t say anything.

…

“Ok, so how many pounds do we want?” You held a brand of bacon in each hand, eyeing them both. When Dean didn’t respond to your question, you turned around to find the cart there, but no Dean. “Dean?” You glanced up and down the aisle, but he wasn’t in sight. You threw both bacon packages into the cart and ran down the aisle, going down the row and looking frantically down every aisle you passed. Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing.

You rubbed a hand against your chest when your next breath wouldn’t go through your tightened wind pipe. You tried to take deep breaths, but each one was less satisfying than the last. Once you reached the last aisle with still no Dean, you turned around and started back the way you came, hoping that he was down an aisle on the other side of the store.

“Dean? Dean!” You were calling his name, but you could barely even hear your winded and squeaky voice in the vast emptiness of the store, so you knew there was no way Dean could.

You passed the aisle with your cart and kept going, looking down the first, then the second…

“Dean!” You rushed forward, flinging yourself into Dean’s surprised embrace.

“Hey, what happened?” Dean was stiff and alert, whipping his head around to see what had spooked you.

“I couldn’t find you,” you whimpered, tightening your arms around Dean’s midsection. “I-I didn’t know where you went. Don’t do that to me!”

“Ok, ok hey I’m sorry,” Dean soothed, pulling away and kneeling down, brushing your hair out of your face so he could see you. “C’mon, what’s going on with you? What’s got you so spooked?”

You didn’t answer—you just launched yourself forwards and wrapped your arms around Dean’s neck, burrowing your head against his shoulder.

“Don’t leave me,” you pleaded.

“Ok, ok.” Dean held you closely, rubbing your back. “Ok I’m right here kiddo. Let’s get out of here, ok? Let’s go home.”

…

You held Dean’s hand in vice grip on the way out to the car, but he didn’t comment on it. He waited until you were safely bundled into the Impala to speak again.

“Kid, you need to tell me what’s going on here.”

“I’m fine,” you mumbled. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

Dean glanced at you, but he didn’t speak again.

…

You were feeling lucky for most of the day—Sam and Dean spent the morning going through books in the library, so you were able to do your homework right next to Dean without warranting worry or attention.

“Check this out.” Sam’s words to Dean had you looking up curiously while Sam turned his computer around. “Looks like a case in town.”

Your heart dropped to your toes—you were too young to hunt, so a hunt in town meant that you sat in the bunker while the boys were out.

They spent the next twenty minutes talking about the case before they got ready to head out. Dean was throwing guns in a bag in his room when you went to find him.

“We’ll be back tonight,” Dean promised. “But if we find the thing that’s killing these people, it might not be until late, so don’t wait up ok?”

“Can’t I come?” Your tug on Dean’s sleeve stopped his movements.

“You know you can’t,” he said. “What’s going on with you? And don’t say nothing, because I know something’s wrong.”

“I just don’t want you to go,” you said. “Please De? Please don’t leave me here alone.”

“You’re not gonna tell me what’s going on?” Dean asked.

You shook your head.

“Then I have no choice.” Dean sighed. “People are dying, and you can’t come. I have to go.” Dean zipped up his bag and slung it over his shoulder. “We’ll be back before tomorrow.”

“Dean—“ you reached out for your big brother, but in one stride he was out of your reach, then to the door, then he was gone.

…

You were trying to read the same page over and over, but the words were swimming around the page, blurred by the tears in your eyes and the shaking in your hands that had the pages fluttering. You looked up for the millionth time, a deep pit in your stomach convincing you each time that the yellow eyes demon would be standing in your doorway, waiting to kill you.

You dropped the book on your desk with a thud, finally giving up on homework—you wouldn’t get anything done until Dean was home, you just couldn’t focus.

You picked up your headphones and slipped them over your head, but you found that not being able to hear your surroundings made your anxiety even worse, and the soothing notes of your favorite song did nothing to help for once. You tried turning on the tv, but you found that you couldn’t look away from the door for more than a few seconds before you started to get scared again.

Finally you couldn’t take it anymore—you closed your room door, your bathroom, and even your closet; open doors just had your imagination running away with images of yellow eyes coming to kill you.

You burrowed yourself under the covers and tried to force yourself to sleep. Hour after hour you convinced yourself that you’d just never be able to sleep, but you didn’t have anything else to do but keep trying, so you didn’t move.

You were still laying there when the door opened.

“Hey sweetheart,” Dean greeted. You smiled at him, and he smiled back for a second before the smile faded. “Me and Sammy have another case—we’re gonna be gone a while, ok?”

“No, wait!” You tried to get up to stop Dean, but you couldn’t move. “Dean, don’t go! Dean don’t leave!”

He was already out the door, and in his place stood Azazel, pale yellow eyes glowing in the darkness.

“Dean!” You screamed, but it was too late; your pajamas were already soaked in blood coming from a painful gash across your stomach. You whimpered, finally able to move as you wrapped your arms around the wound as if you could protect yourself. You couldn’t.

You were sobbing as your body lifted off the ground, your stomach lurching as you went from wall to ceiling. There was no warning spark, or small flame—you were just suddenly and completely engulfed in flames, your hair burning and your skin scorched. You were still screaming when Dean came running back into the room.

“Dean,” you whimpered. “Dean no!”

Yellow eyes had a knife in his hand, and he turned it on your big brother in an instant. As the fire burned around you, you watched as Dean got stabbed again and again and again…

You woke up screaming. The fire was gone, and so was the pain, but you couldn’t even tell. Your eyes couldn’t take in a single detail of the room—they were blurry and unfocused from sleep. Your brain couldn’t decipher what parts of your dream were real and what weren’t. You sobbed out short and shaky breaths, and your cries were just starting to fade into whimpers when you heard it; the loud thunk of the bunker door closing.

Your fears and your crying returned full force, and you were gasping for breath as you felt around for any kind of weapon.

He’s coming he’s coming he’s coming he’s coming…

It was like all you could see was Azazel as you heard footsteps echoing down the hallway. You wanted to do what Dean always did—push his fear down, throw away his emotions, and just fight—but you couldn’t. You couldn’t catch your breath, you couldn’t stop sobbing, and you couldn’t find your gun.

When your door handle started to turn, you thought you were going to pass out. Your already-unsatisfying breath caught in your throat, and with the lack of breath came black spots at the edges of your vision.

You forced a single deep breath in and out—you couldn’t be unconscious when the demon came to kill you, you couldn’t be that helpless. You had to fight, even though you would lose.

The door swung open, and you were still gasping for breath and grappling for any kind of weapon when—

When Dean walked in.

“Dean!” You were off the bed and in your brother’s arms before he had a chance to speak.

“Hey, hey what’s going on?” Dean’s arms tightened around you when he heard you sobbing and felt you shaking. “Baby what happened?”

“Don’t leave me,” you begged between sobs. “Don’t leave me De, don’t leave me.”

“Ok, ok I’m not going anywhere,” Dean promised. “N/N I’m right here.”

“What’s going on?” Sam walked into the room, staring at his siblings with concern.

“I…I think we’re ok here,” Dean decided, carrying you to your bed. “You should go bandage that cut, I’ve got her.” When Sam hesitated, Dean assured him, “I’ve got her Sam.”

Sam finally left, and Dean climbed up on your bed, settling you into his lap when you wouldn’t let your vice grip around his neck go.

“I need you to talk to me,” Dean pleaded. “I need to know what’s going on, what this is.”

“There was fire,” you whimpered, your tears soaking Dean’s shirt. “There was fire, and it burned everywhere, and I was bleeding and I was on the ceiling, and-and yellow eyes stabbed you, and—“

“Whoa, whoa, slow down.” Dean started to rock you back and forth subconsciously. “Hey, how do you know about all that stuff.”

“I’m sorry.” You were sobbing again. “I know I wasn’t supposed to, but I read his journal and he wrote down everything and I thought it would help but…but now I can’t stop dreaming about it. I’m so—I’m so scared, De. All the time.”

��Shh, shh you’re ok,” Dean soothed, his hand cradling the back of your head. “I’ve got you sweetheart, I’m right here. Listen,” Dean tried to pull away so he could look at you, but you just tightened your grip. “Ok. I used to have nightmares about mom, too. All the time. I still get them sometimes.”

“You do?” You sniffled. “What do you do about them?”

“Well now it’s easier, because we killed yellow eyes. He’s gone, N/N. Nobody’s ever gonna die like mom did again, especially not you. You know that, right?”

“The dreams feel so real,” you answered.

“I know, I know they do. But they’re not. And I’m gonna help you through this, but kiddo, I can’t be around all the time, you know that. I’ve got a job to do.”

“O—ok,” you sniffled. “I can do better.”

“But I’m still gonna be here when you need me. I promise.”

“Dean?”

“Yeah?”

“I need you right now.”

Dean’s arms squeezed impossibly tighter around you.

“Then I’m here for you.”

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[digi-lov]

— A Getting Into Digimon Master Post

▙▚ TOYS - ANIME - GAMES - COMICS & MANGA - NOVELS - CARDS ▞▟

I've been getting asked a couple times how to get into Digimon, so I figured I collect some posts and info in a master post!

Digimon is a multi media franchise, so there really is no one way to get into Digimon. But I hope this post can help people getting an idea what to look for.

Digimon Card Sleeve Artwork by Tonamikanji

Shout ot to wikimon.net for a ton of the information, and to Digimon Basic - an amazing resource for Digimon material!

▙▚ DIGIMON WEB

As I mentioned, Digimon is a multi media franchise, and there is some content of just general Digimon lore on Digimon Web. There some fun facts to read up upon! There's also the official Digimon Reference Book / Encyclopedia online.

• Digimon Encyclopedia • Appmon Encyclopedia • Agumon Expert Research Profiles • Digimon Journal

▙▚ TOYS

So Digimon, or Digital Monsters, originally started as a virtual pet toy. I made a Post about this origin and relation to the Tamagotchi frachise before. ▞▟ Check it out here >>

Besides that, Digimon released many many "Digivice" toys tying into the animes, but also figurines and much more. I don't have nearly enough expertise to cover them in more details, but there is a LOT! You can check out the LCD Toy history on the official website, and even that doesn't cover all of it!

▙▚ ANIME

The first and second season of the anime, and the surrounding movies, share a continuity, but aside from that all seasons are self contained and you can watch whichever you want.

Notably, Adventure recently got newly released blu rays with japanese audio and english subtitles! ▞▟ You can get them at the Crunchyroll shop >>

I know some people like the english dub, but personally, I honestly don't like it at all... I do really like the german dub, but I really recommend watching the Japanese version. It's my favorite and is considered canon.

Adventure: Digimon Adventure (Movie) (1999) •Digimon Adventure (Season 1) (1999-2000) Digimon Adventure: Our War Game (Movie) (2000) •Digimon Adventure 02 (Season 2) (2000-2001) Digimon Adventure 02: Hurricane Touchdown!! Supreme Evolution!! The Golden Digimentals (Movie) (2000) (Digimon the Movie is a super cut of all previous movies done by the dub team) Digimon Adventure 02: Diaboromon Strikes Back (Movie) (2001) •Digimon Adventure tri. (6 Movies or 24 Episodes) (2015-2018) Digimon Adventure: Last Evolution Kizuna (Movie) (2020) Digimon Adventure 02: The Beginning (Movie) (2023) [Digimon Adventure: (Reboot) (2020)] Tamers: • Digimon Tamers (Season 3) (2001-2002) Digimon Tamers: The Adventures’ Battle (Movie) (2001) Digimon Tamers: The Runaway Digimon Express (Movie) (2002) Frontier: • Digimon Frontier (Season 4) (2002-2003) Digimon Frontier: Revival of the Ancient Digimon (Movie) (2002) Savers/Data Squad: • Digimon Savers / Data Squad (Season 5) (2006-2007) Digimon Savers The Movie: Ultimate Power! Activate Burst Mode!! (Movie) (2006) Xros Wars/Fusion: • Digimon Xros Wars / Fusion (2010-2012) Appmon: • Digimon Universe Appli Monsters (2016-2017) Ghost Game: • Digimon Ghost Game (2021-2023)

▙▚ GAMES

Like the anime, Digimon games are almost all completely self contained. Essentially the only exception is a couple WonderSwan games centered around Ryo Akiyama. They're also almost all widely different! No Digimon game is truly like another! In the list below I put well known games in bold, and more obscure games, or the ones never released in the West in small. I also left out all "dead" mobile games.

· Digital Monster Ver. S: Digimon Tamers (1998) (Sega Saturn) [JP only] • Digimon World (1999) (PS1) · Digital Monster Ver. WonderSwan (1999) (WonderSwan) [JP only] · Digimon World: Digital Card Battle (1999) (PS1) [JP only] · Digimon Adventure: Anode Tamer & Cathode Tamer (1999/2000) (WonderSwan) (EN release "Veedramon Version") · Digimon Adventure 02: Digital Partner (2000) (WonderSwan) [JP only] · Pocket Digimon World (2000) (PS1) [JP only] > Pocket Digimon World: Wind Battle Disc (2000) (PS1) [JP only] > Pocket Digimon World: Cool & Nature Battle Disc (2001) (PS1) [JP only] • Digimon World 2 (2000) (PS1) · Digimon Adventure 02: Tag Tamers (2000) (WonderSwan) [JP only] · Digimon Adventure 02: D1 Tamers (2000) (WonderSwan Color) [JP only] ·Digimon World: Digital Card Arena (2000) (PS1) ·Digimon Tamers: Pocket Culumon (2001) (PS1) [JP only] ·Digimon Tamers: Digimon Medley (2001) (WonderSwan Color) [JP only] ·Digimon Park (2001) (PS1) [JP only] • Digimon Tamers: Battle Spirit (2001) (WonderSwan Color / GBA) > Digimon Tamers: Battle Spirit Ver. 1.5 (2002) (WonderSwan Color) [JP only] > Digimon Frontier: Battle Spirit / Battle Spirit 2 (2002) (WonderSwan Color / GBA) ·Digimon Typing (2001) (PC) [JP only] • Digimon Tamers: Battle Evolution / Rumble Arena (2001) (PS1) ·Digimon Tamers: Brave Tamer (2001) (WonderSwan Color) [JP only] • Digimon World 3 / 2003 (2002) (PS1) ·Digital Monsters: D-Project (2002) (WonderSwan Color) [JP only] ·Digimon Racing (2004) (GBA) • Digimon Battle Chronicle / Rumble Arena 2 (2004) (PS2 / GCN) • Digimon World X / World 4 (2005) (PS2 / GCN) • Digimon Story / Digimon World DS (2006) (DS) ·Digimon Savers: Another Mission / Digimon World Data Squad (2006) (PS2) • Digimon Story: Sunburst & Moonlight / Digimon World Dawn & Dusk (2007) (DS) ·Digimon Championship / Digimon World Championship (2008) (DS) ·Digimon Masters (2009) (PC) [Korea only] · Digimon Story: Lost Evolution (2010) (DS) [JP only; EN Fan Translation exists] · Digimon Story: Super Xros Wars Blue & Red (2011) (DS) [JP only] • Digimon World Re:Digitize (2012) (PSP) > Digimon World Re:Digitize Decode (2013) (3DS) [JP only; EN Fan translation exists] · Digimon Adventure (2013) (PSP) [JP only; EN Fan translation exists] • Digimon Story: Cyber Sleuth (2015) (PSV, PS4, Switch, PC) • Digimon Story: Cyber Sleuth Hacker’s Memory (2015) (PSV, PS4, Switch, PC) • Digimon World -next 0rder- (2016) (PSV, PS4, Switch, PC) · Digimon Universe Appli Monsters (2016) (3DS) [JP only] · Digimon New Century (2021) (Smart Phone) [CH only] • Digimon Survive (2022) (PS4, Switch, PC, XBO)

There's also a couple Fan Games I've been enjoying, that I want to shout out here:

• Digital Partner by Aludeku • Digital Tamers 2 by dragonrod342 • Digital Monster NET DRIVER by kuhamaven / Alice Studios

▙▚ COMICS & MANGA

Digimon has several comic or manga adaptations, some longer but many short promotional works for new releases.

Although there's way more older Manga, I will start with a list of modern Comics/Manga, as we have received a variety recently!

The big one right now is Digimon Liberator! I've been loving it personally. It's a full color web comic, so it has not normal page layout and instead is just scrolling. When it first released I made a post with my Spoiler Free Opinion on the Prologue and Chapter one! ▞▟ Check it out here >> Read Digimon Liberator on the Official Website, GlobalComix or Webtoon!

But Liberator is actually not the only comic currently running!! Thanks to the Digimon Comic project we have FIVE more ongoing series to check out on the official Digimon Web site!

• Digimon Rikollection by Okutsuwa Waga • Digimon Paradox by Minato Ayumu • Digimon Knuckles by Soda Ichigo • Story of the Royal Knights by Yabuno Tenya • Digimon Seekers ~Witch of the Crossroads~ by Kariki Hajime

If you read any of the comics above, show your support by answering the survey on the website!

• C'mon Digimon: The capering monster BUN (1997) (Author: Izawa Hiroshi | Illus: Yabuno Tenya | Publ: Shueisha - Akamaru Jump) • Digimon Adventure V-Tamer (1998-2003) (Author: Izawa Hiroshi | Illus: Yabuno Tenya | Publ: Shueisha - V-Jump) • Digimon Chronicle (2003) (Author: Shisheni Okorarana | Illus: Moriyama Soh | Publ: Bandai) • Digimon Next (2005-2008) (Author: Okano Takeshi | Publ: Shueisha - V-Jump) • Digimon Xros Wars (2010-2012) (Author: Nakashima Yuu | Publ: Shueisha - V-Jump) • Digimon World Re:Digitize (2012) (Author: Fujino Kouhei | Publ: Shueisha - V-Jump) • Digimon World Re:Digitize Encode (2013) (Author: Fujino Kouhei | Publ: Shueisha - V-Jump) • Digimon Story: Cyber Sleuth (2015) (Author: Fukuda Ikumi | Publ: Shueisha - V-Jump) • Digimon Universe Appli Monsters (2016-2017) (Author: Akamine Naoki | Publ: Shueisha - V-Jump) • Digimon Universe Appli Monsters: Appmon Academy!! (2016-2017) (Author: Hirose Katsuki | Publ: Shueisha - Saikyo Jump) • Digimon Story: Cyber Sleuth Hacker's Memory (2017) (Author: Akamine Naoki | Publ: Shueisha - V-Jump) • Digimon Chronicle X (2018-2020) (Author: Moriyama Soh | Publ: Shueisha - V-Jump / Digimon Web) • Digimon Dreamers (2021-2024) (Author: Yabuno Tenya | Publ: Shueisha - Saikyo Jump / Digimon Web)

▙▚ NOVELS

There two big web Novels of note for the Digimon franchise. Firs one is Digimon Seekers, which ran from 2023-2024 and consistes of 4 Chapters plus an Epilogue. You can read it on the official Website, but many fans noted the english translation being not great at certain points, so some dedicated fans edited the translation to fix the issues.

The second is Digimon Liberator, which is not simply a novel version of the web comic, but instead tells the story from the perspective of a different protagonist! From what I can tell, the translation for this one is better, although they sometimes mess up the card effects, so make sure to read the actual cards, which are included as pictures.

• Digimon Seekers: Official - Fan Edited Translation • Digimon Liberator: Official Website

▙▚ CARDS

Finally, what this blog is all about really, the Card Game. There have been many Digimon Card Games over the years, but I'm really only familiar with the current one. If you want to try learning it, there is a tutorial app in the Play Store, and a Rules video on the official YouTube channel that covers the essentials. There are also Fan made simulators to play online, with dedicated fan bases that you will surely find people to play with or show you the ropes!

If you just like the look of some of the cards, I encourage you to check the pricing on cards you got your eyes on. If the card isn't insanely diffcult to get and important for meta decks, you have fairly good chances to get some gorgeous cards for reasonable prices! I also collect Pokémon Cards, and let me tell you, the production quality of the Digimon Cards is leagues above.

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If G3 My Little Pony had Tumblr

🥥 coconuts-about-summer reblogged

🍃 whistle-while-you-thistle Follow

going to the beach is all fun and games until a grumpy crab Gets You

#right on my nose #<- prev ouch #a crab pinched me yesterday while I was gathering coconuts

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🔔 tinkling-bells reblogged morelikedaisygrow

🦋 flutterphotos Follow

A friendly bird joined me for lunch today

(No bread went to birdie, just a little fruit)

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💚 greensocks reblogged

💚 greensocks Follow

has anybody seen my kite? it's lime green (because you know i've gotta make a green kite) with dark green spots. the wind blew it right out of my hooves and i can't find it anywhere :(

🏞️ riversidelanterns Follow

A green kite landed on my pavilion just a moment ago. It's diamond shaped with a tail.

💚 greensocks

that's it! thanks kimono!

#wow it went far #i was flying it all the way on the other side of ponyville #no wonder i couldn't find it lol

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🌠 starswirling Follow

I swear I saw someone's cutie mark move

🌙 azure-dreams Follow

when's the last time you slept? 😟

📖 ponyville-library Follow

Yeah, they do that sometimes (source)

🌙 azure-dreams

oh okay

🌠 starswirling

oh okay

#my butterfly cutie mark flutters when I jump over a rainbow

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It's rainbowberry season again! We're making all sorts of treats while the berries are here:

💖 justhavingfun Follow

Hooray!

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🌺 royal-writes reblogged i-think-in-pink

🎁 razzledazzle Follow

Thank you @​berry-fun for the custom pen! You did a great job with the ink. Yes, yes, yes! It hasn't smeared at all. The berry juice makes a lovely color.

Test scribbles under the cut

Keep reading

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End of dashboard simulator

Usernames/references explained under the cut

Coconut Grove (coconuts-about-summer) and Thistle Whistle (whistle-while-you-thistle) are in the same post because they're both Sunny Scents pegasi.

Coconut Grove's username was chosen for the summer party mentioned in her backcard.

tinkling-bells: Tink-a-Tink-a-Too

morelikedaisygrow: Daisyjo

Fluttershy's (flutterphotos) backcard says she "loves to take pictures of her friends having fun."

The picnic scene was a two person set up. My relative and a door held up the blanket "sky." Everything but the blanket is official MLP merch. The ceiling light was too yellow, so the lighting is entirely flashlights.

I picked Kimono (riversidelanterns) to respond to Minty (greensocks) because her home is comically yet realistically far for a kite to drift.

Minty famously loves green and socks. Her text is green because she wrote with green in A Charming Birthday.

Cloud Climber's (climbingclouds) tag references her 3D cutie mark and backcard. She "likes to soar so high in the sky, she can even jump over a rainbow!"

Silly Lilly (sillybillylilly) is the only Breezie mentioned.

Star Swirl (starswirling) and Dream Blue (azure-dreams) have cute, contrasting backcards. Star Swirl stays up late to watch stars, while Dream Blue likes to journal her dreams. (I headcanon them as friends.)

Storybelle and Gossomer run ponyville-library.

Brights Brightly (sunrise-racer) is named for her cutie mark and backcard. She likes racing around the mountains in her carriage.

Cheerilee the unicorn (stylingviolet) is named for her Styling Pony release.

The photo for cotton-candy-cafe is also official merch. It's the Ponyville Sweet Shoppe with G3 & G4 accessories.

Rarity (justhavingfun) definitely used the Crystal Rainbow Carriage to rush over for rainbowberry desserts. Her name is from her song "I Just Wanna Have Fun" in The Runaway Rainbow.

Royal Bouquet's (royal-writes) name references her backcard. She likes writing in her journal.

Pinkie Pie (i-think-in-pink) is named for her Pinkie Squinks.

Razzaroo (razzledazzle) will use the pen from Summer Berry (berry-fun) to write in her Ponyville Surprise Birthday Book.

Summer Berry's backcard said she grows countless kinds of berries, so I figured she'd have plenty of things to do with them.

[aftgphoenix]

WIP Wednesday 1/29/25

Hello everyone and welcome to another WIP Wednesday! If you don't know the drill, the way this works is that you send in an ask with the title of the wip you want me to post the next snippet of and then I'll post the next part before next Wednesday. Feel free to send in as many asks as you want! Each title is linked to the master list for each story.

The options:

A Runaway's Journal

Minyards' Older Brother

Neil Finds a Baby

Here's a piece from A Runaway's Journal:

August 19th, 1999

Earlier today I had to go to the store with Mom. We were getting some more hair dye and groceries and Mom also got some more alcohol in case we get hurt. It was really busy inside the store and Mom started pulling me around because she was getting scared about us being followed. We were walking home with all the groceries when some creepy guy started hitting on her. She tried to ignore him but he definitely did not like that. He tried to follow us and then Mom dropped all her groceries she was carrying and threatened him with her knife. 

Then we started walking away after Mom picked up her bags again and the guy tried to follow us again. There wasn't anyone else around so Mom shoved him into an alley where I couldn't see them. She came out soon after and picked up her bags again and we went home. I saw her cleaning off her knife in the kitchen after so I think she killed him. Otherwise he probably would have been screaming.

I don't like that Mom kills people like my father did but at least she only does it when we are in danger. I wonder when I will have to kill someone. I know I will have to someday but I really don't want to.

[slasherscream]

Hi, sorry to bug but I have to yap to someone about this, and I love your ideas. Do you think Nathan Prescott would take his partner’s last name if he ever got married? Would any of the Crazy Ass Boy Gang?

❥ who would take your last name ❥

Nathan Prescott - He would take your last name so quickly it would make your head spin. You’re the first person who’s given meaning to the world family. His sister tried, but when you’re on a sinking ship, there’s only so much you can do. Try too desperately to save the person drowning next to you and you risk going under yourself. So Nathan drowned alone. Until you, that is. Marrying you, becoming part of your family, is absolution for him. He’s not Sean Prescott’s son. He’s Nathan Y/L/N, your husband. 

Jason Dean/JD - It might seem a little strange for JD to be so willing to change his name. His nickname is just his first and last name together, afterall. This was his mother’s last name. But it’s also his father’s. One night he’ll gently wake you , and in the quietest voice you’ve ever heard him use he'll ask you if you’d like him to take your last name. There are so many questions he’s asking, in that one sentence: Do you want me to be yours, unequivocally? Will you bear the weight of that ownership? Am I abandoning my Mother, if I leave her all alone as a Dean, with only him as her company? Will you ask me to take it? Please ask. Please take the weight of the asking away. I can’t abandon her. But I can’t stay, either. Put your arms around him and tell him he’ll make one hell of a Y/L/N.

❥ who would want you to take theirs ❥

Sebastian Valmont - He has genuinely doodled your names together in his journals like a middle schooler. Without a hint of irony: Mr. and Mx. Valmont. Y/N Valmont. Since the moment he fell in love he was planning to marry you and give you his last name. The Valmont name carries weight. It’s legacy. It’s old money. He throws his name around and people fall over themselves to get things done for him. He wants you to throw around his name too. He wants you to embrace every luxury he can give you. One of those luxuries is the power of his family name. Use it.

Billy Loomis - His parent’s marriage failed miserably. He doesn’t even know if his Mother kept the name Loomis. At this point, what does it matter? He fights tooth and nail not to live in the past when he has a future with you to look forward to. So he wants to look forward. He wants to do better than his parents did. He wants to wake up in ten years, twenty, thirty and reach for your hand and know you two succeeded. His family name isn’t doomed to failed promises, runaway spouses, and unfaithfulness. You guys are a better Loomis pair than his parents ever were.

David Mccall - Don’t piss him off. If you even try to hint at wanting to keep your original family name, it will be one of the few times you see David’s mask slip. “What? My name not good enough for you, sweetheart? Marriage is for starting over. It’s for building our lives together, not for hanging onto the past. Thought you loved me.” Every dirty trick he has in his arsenal will be used. Whatever it takes until you give in. Sex. Guilt. Moping. Anger. Don’t push back too hard, or go back and forth on the issue for too long. On your wedding day you’re gonna be Y/N Mccall, come hell or high water. There’s no need for anything drastic to take place just for that to happen, right baby? 

Josh Washington - Josh could never be anything but a Washington. It’s the name he shared with his sisters. It’s the only thing he still shares with his sisters. He used to be able to see them in his face, at least. But now… he’s so different, even that bit of the twins has died. It isn’t right that there are so few Washington's left. Most days Josh isn’t even sure if he’s a Washington anymore. If he’s still Human anymore. But you are. You’re gentle, kind, and so painfully human. Just like the twins were. He might have failed them, hell, he probably failed himself. But he won’t fail you. He has a second chance at a family, and this time you’ll always be safe. 

Sparrow!Ben Hargreeves - Would be so offended if this was even up for debate. Why wouldn’t you be taking his name? Why is it even a discussion? Why does he even have to ask? Will probably say something incredibly mean and unnecessary when you first talk about it. There’s a pit of insecurity in him that no amount of love you can give him will fill. It’s shaped like the love he should have gotten from his father. From his siblings. But the first love he’s ever felt has been yours. But that’s not true for you. You’ve loved people before him. Other people have loved you before he was able to. He needs you to be his. Just his. You’re the only thing in the world that matters that belongs only to him. But there are little pieces of you that will never be just his and it makes him sick. This can fix all that, though! He knows that the security of introducing you as his spouse will be a balm on his soul. He wants tabloids, newspapers, TV, and the radio to all be parroting the words: Y/N Hargreeves. He hopes- no, he knows it will make that hole inside him ache a little less. 

❥ who wants to hyphenate ❥

Jordan Li - Jordan doesn’t want you to give up your identity, who you are, just because you’re marrying them. They also don’t want to change their name, really. Something about not being a Li, despite everything, makes their stomach turn. But marriage is still about coming together. Making two lives so harmonious, so copacetic, that sometimes, if you’re lucky, it becomes one life, shared. Jordan didn’t propose for a long time, afraid of it all going wrong. Of ruining what you have. You helped them believe you two were strong enough to change and grow together. They want your names to reflect that. So, you hyphenate, and you blend, and grow, together. 

Stu Macher - Assumed you would take his last name, but when you pushed back, not sure if you wanted to shirk your family name entirely, Stu had the most relaxed reaction you’ve ever gotten from him about anything. “Okay, why don’t we both change 'em’? We’ll hyphenate! Like Brad Pitt and Angelina, or whatever.” You were expecting a tantrum. Not the easy acceptance that he actually meant for once. The fact is you’re wearing his ring on your finger, and you’re gonna stand in front of all your friends and family and say how much you love him. He’s already won. Why sweat the small stuff? 

Kevin Khatchadourian - Was quite angry when you began to hint at not wanting to change your name. It was the icy, calculated anger that made him dangerous, too. But if you’re marrying him you know how to communicate with him. Reason with him. You don’t want to take his last name because you don’t want to emulate his family. You want to make something of your own with him. You’re not sure how well the words worked until he sets the paperwork down in front of you. Kevin Y/L/N-Khatchadourian. In those small lines of ink, you’ll realize how deep the love Kevin is capable of runs for you. If you squint your eyes those words start to look like: I want us to be different from my parents. He watches you sign the paperwork to change your name, and Kevin has never been more content to give in to one of your demands. Just this once, of course.

A/N: i LOVE a character study question that’s still x reader. you are my favorite person in the world for this one. if you enjoyed these headcanons consider reblogging, leaving a reply, or an anon! a writer's fuel is engagement. xoxoxo

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　　 THE ROLES IN MY FAME DR. . .

quiet, quiet !!! centre stage, lights dimmed, audience hushed. my fame dr is essentially me winning the metaphorical acting olympics while everyone else is still lacing up their shoes. it’s, like, a line-up of roles so iconic, so overpowered, it’s like i’m thanos snapping my way through hollywood history. i wanted the cookie, and i baked the whole bakery.

here’s the rundown.....each role is a slice of cinematic perfection, OKAY, served with a side of "how does she do it? why does she do it?? how many oscars do you need??" energy.

　꒰ 2002. . . ' PONETTE ' as ponette. — picture a four-year-old (shut up) absolutely devastating audiences, grappling with grief and holding onto the wisp of hope that her mom might waltz back from the afterlife. tiny me..... heartbreaking. oscar-worthy. a pint-sized tour de force !!!

　꒰ 2006. . . ' LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE ' as olive. — quirky underdog vibes. a beauty pageant dreamer dragged through chaos on a family road trip. big glasses, bigger heart. adorable chaos incarnate.

　꒰ 2007. . . ' LÉON: THE PROFESSIONAL ' as mathilda. — street-smart, sharp-tongued, and navigating grief and revenge. turned “child assassin vibes” into a genre.... unlikely bond with a hitman? groundbreaking.

　꒰ 2008. . . ' ATONEMENT ' as briony tallis. — precocious young writer turned accidental chaos agent. one little misunderstanding, and boom !! tragedy for everyone. the literary girls wept.

　꒰ 2009. . . ' TRUE GRIT ' as mattie ross. — fearless teen avenger with a rifle and a vengeance. sharp-tongued, sharp-shooting. unstoppable.

　꒰ 2011. . . ' LOLITA ' as lolita /// dolores haze. — a beguiling and precocious girl cloaked in innocence but steeped in rebellion, a mix of youthful charm and intoxicating danger. made everyone very uncomfortable because it wasn't directed by a pervert but instead an actual person who understood the book !!

　꒰ 2012. . . ' MOONRISE KINGDOM ' as suzy. — whimsical runaway girl with a suitcase full of records and big dreams, embarking on an adventurous and heartfelt runaway journey with her first love.

　꒰ 2013. . . ' BLACK SWAN ' as nina sayers. — the drama. the descent into madness on the basis of perfection. a ballerina teetering on the edge of perfection and chaos.

　꒰ 2014. . . ' THE GRAND BUDAPEST HOTEL ' as agatha. — the sweet baker who saves the day in a pastel-hued, heist-filled fever dream. you could say i was the cinnamon roll that held the plot together.

　꒰ 2015. . . ' CINDERELLA ' as cinderella. — glass slippers, big dreams, unapologetic faith in the universe. cottagecore princess moment.

　꒰ 2017. . . ' LADY BIRD ' as christine "lady bird" mcpherson. — high school angst meets big-city dreams. small-town girl, big personality, fiercely independent. greta gerwig girlies cheered.

　꒰ 2019. . . ' ROMEO AND JULIET ' (dir. sofia coppola) as juliet. — tragic romance, youthful rebellion, a modernised shakespearean masterpiece. the english teachers are obsessed.

　꒰ 2019. . . ' ONCE UPON A TIME IN HOLLYWOOD ' as sharon tate. — an enchanting actress and rising star, embodying the golden glow of hollywood’s bygone era with grace and optimism.

　꒰ 2019. . . ' LITTLE WOMEN ' as amy march. — ambitious, artistic, unapologetically confident. justice for amy achieved!!!

　꒰ 2019. . . ' STRANGE COLOURS ' (dir. david lynch) as naste. — struggling sculptor in post-war 1950s paris, whose pursuit of success leads her to morally complex decisions in a crime and punishment-inspired tale.

　꒰ 2020. . . ' THE QUEEN'S GAMBIT ' as beth harmon. — a brilliant yet troubled chess prodigy navigating personal demons, ambition, and addiction while conquering a male-dominated world.

　꒰ 2021. . . ' THE FRENCH DISPATCH ' as juliette. — a cynical and enigmatic character in a whimsical anthology capturing the spirit of journalism and artistic eccentricity.

　꒰  2021 . . . ' PROFIL PERDU ' as josée. — a woman caught in a crumbling marriage, drawn into a web of intrigue and liberation when a wealthy magnate offers her a new life filled with possibilities.

　꒰ 2021 & 2023. . . ' SUCCESSION ' as lukas matsson's complicated girlfriend. — it’s giving chaos. it’s giving scandal. the girl who walked into the roy / mattson power vortex and made it just a tad messier.

　꒰ 2022 & 2025. . . ' SEVERANCE ' as helly r. — kafkaesque corporate dystopia, dual personalities, fighting against the machine. the drama of it all.

　꒰ 2022. . . ' X ' as maxine. — it’s sexy, it’s terrifying, it’s iconic. a daring and ambitious young woman pursuing fame in the adult film industry while navigating fear and survival in a horror setting.

　꒰ 2022. . . ' PEARL ' as pearl. — a dreamer turned unhinged by isolation and frustration, whose violent tendencies emerge as her craving for stardom spirals into tragedy.

　꒰ 2023. . . ' POOR THINGS ' as bella baxter. — a curious and eccentric woman reborn into a surreal world, exploring life with uninhibited wonder and self-discovery. an eccentric frankenstein moment.

　꒰ 2023. . . ' THE HUNGER GAMES: THE BALLAD OF SONGBIRDS & SNAKES ' as livia cardew. — capitol decadence personified. the symbol of privilege and mean-spirituality. as well as coriolanus snow's future wife.

　꒰ 2024. . . ' MAXXXINE ' as maxine. — a raw and determined character fighting to make her mark in a world that feeds on fame, continuing her saga in the x-pearl trilogy.

　꒰ 2025. . . ' FRANKENSTEIN ' as the bride. — a haunting and tragic figure, torn due to her her husband's newest project.

that oscar is practically monogrammed with my soul. engraved, embossed, bedazzled in my honour. if possession is nine-tenths of the law, that golden man is legally, spiritually, and cosmically mine. you ever look at something and just know?? that’s me with oscar excellence. signed, sealed, delivered. twice for emphasis.

also....dividers not mine !!!!!

[emprexxluxaic]

PICK A CARD: THINGS THAT PEOPLE FIND ATTRACTIVE ABOUT YOU.

⠀ׅ ♡⠀࣪ emprexxluxaic ⸺ your angel ׅ ࣪ 𝅄

note: after a long time, I finally have a courage to do a reading for all of you. I hope your doing great mi amor and please do enjoy this another reading for you 🤍

PILE ONE

first thing is your body figure, through the way you stand. you might be in the taller side for most or whenever you walk it's like reminding them a model in a runaway or just have a nice pair of legs or it is just simply long. it also feel that you have a nice taste in fashion, you may love fashion and different hair colors— a rainbow hair color can be best and find it good for you. ² I see that you take a great amount of effort to look nice and presentable for other people, they like how you look good and as well as how you look neat and clean in your appearance. if you ever have a back tattoo they also love it, they love seeing it cuz it may have a nice design or meaning. I hear that you make tie your hair in ponytail style and people find it attractive specially for woman. some here are good at letting go and cutting of people who causes chaos and heartache in your life, people find it attractive cuz not all has the ability to cut ties in a person who you got attached and have bond too. it could significantly define that you were good at dealing problems or any negative emotions of people giving them such an advice which can bring a huge factor in you towards the other. you could be also a future oriented, you like to keep in track about your plans but doesn't tell most of the people unless you trust them will of your heart. great hands is what I'm hearing, it not you love to write things that need to be done or your just good at calligraphy. in social, I feel you were may often alone but doesn't mean you were lonely, you just enjoy your life alone which other do like and adore in you. you take a pride in being alone is important in you so it brings you to realization of what are your thoughts and are you and all.

extra message: forest, boots, good shape of nails, journals, a cat, orange, near water, beaches, carving, meditating, walking around and alone, enjoying movies.

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PILE TWO

these amazing amount of people love hearing your thoughts and voice, you can be a great singer, has a hobby of singing or just great speaker and advisor for people. for what I am seeing, they find it attractive in your eyelashes — natural or not, probably it suited for you. you were positive and it spread to people which brings light and love, you could be a happy person as well. I don't know why but they love it when you close your eyes or while you fell sleep cuz you look good or cute for them. I feel as well that they find it attractive in way of your sitting — your back is straight or it define elegance and for some you seat in such a boyish way I guess. You have a nice shape of body or they find it attractive how you love your body figure, for most it is a bikini body. you might be someone interested in journal or writing down your thoughts. they find it alluring when you take a pride in your art cuz it likes you make efforts in creating them or it makes them feel awe cuz it was cute or something. they also think that you have a nice hair, how the curl define your own face or how long your hair was. like I said you can be a singer not just that but also a good music taste or you actually create music, you may write poems and actually quite good at it. your soft hearted self bring impact to others, they love how good you are to people.

extra messages: heavenly beauty, flowers, rainbow, heart to heart conversation, able to see what is good and bad in people, hands are pretty, positive in body, flower hair clips, thighs tattoo.

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PILE THREE

They feel attracted to you when you wear things or clothes that has lavender/ purple with it. It suited your skin color or they just love how best you look in that color— they may think that your favorite color is purple. You could have have dark long hair— this could be resonate with for most or you enjoy dying your hair in different shades. I could hear that it feels they find it attractive in how you dance whether it just for fun or something— probably they love it how you make face while dancing in to beats of rhythm. You too as well may have a nice foot or nails, maybe it is well shave or your foot nails are pretty— all in all they just love staring at it. If you ever good at cooking or creating dishes they also find it attractive, like how does it possible you got the chef's hands on you. Big butts as I guess, wearing tight shorts or pants, you got a nice ass I think. If happened your butt aren't that big, they feel attracted about your hips or how your waist probably whatever size you are, you got curves. I feel that you can be a soft spoken , how feminine you are or how you show kindness and gratitude towards people. You may also has a habit of resting your hand in your chest when you do it they feel comfort and you are honest in what are you saying to them.

extra message: mermaid curls, diving or swimming, hands on waist, good at massaging, nice pair of hand, inner beauty.

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[fancyfeathers]

Burn It All Down

(Yandere!Justice League & Yandere!Young Justice)

Based on Yandere!Justice League with their darling!children AU

Previous Chapter <- Chapter Two, Abracadabra -> Next Chapter

This chapter is told from the perspective of Giovanni Zatara’s Son!Reader (the brother of Zatanna Zatara)

Each chapter will be the perspective of the reader but as the different children since when I originally had this concept they were all darling/reader characters.

You never thought you would follow in your father's footsteps and practice the mystic arts, but things changed in the direction you expected your life to take. Being a traveling supernatural consultant was not so bad, the pay for the jobs was always good and seeing the world was pretty exciting, though it would terrify your sister, well, rather she was your step-sister, Zatanna, if she ever found out what you were doing for your job. In your letters and calls, you lied to her and told her you were studying abroad, but in reality, you needed to get away from it all, the truth behind your parents’ marriage. Now with your father being rather… occupied at the current moment, you had that space you needed to digest the truth.

You now find yourself in Paris after investigating a haunting at a home in Neuilly-sur-Seine, the couple paid well, that if you wanted to you would need to take another job for maybe a year. The last thing you honestly expected to happen in the course of your trip in the city of love and lights was a visit from a certain billionaire’s daughter while you were enjoying your day at a cafe here in the city. So you currently find yourself walking down the streets of the city alongside the daughter of the billionaire Bruce Wayne, otherwise known as the Batman, you would have been surprised on how she found you, but then again she was the daughter of the world’s best detective…

“So Paris, where is your next stop?” The lady beside you asked, she called herself Songbird, some sort of vigilante in the states after she left Gotham City.

“Don’t know, been wanting to visit Australia or maybe Brazil.” You responded to her as you two stopped at a street corner, you turning to look her in the eye. “So, what do you actually want? The whole thing with our parents, you said there were others like us, what does that mean?”

“Other runaways, or that’s what the Justice Leauge calls us-”

“I’m not a runaway.”

“Of course you're not, you just left home after your father put on the Helm of Fate to save your sister.” She spoke to you, looking completely straight faced even if she knew you were agitated at the fact that she called you a runaway. “Why is that? Did you find something out about your parents? Not so pretty is it?”

“Ya… I did.” You answered her question with a small amount of hesitation. You shoved your hands in the pockets of your long, dark red leather coat, your eyes coming down to look at your shoe-covered feet, uncomfortable to look at anyone in the eyes as your mind raced back to the thoughts of the memories of those days after your father was taken. “I found some old journals from my father when I was cleaning out some of his things and the things he wrote… the things he did…”

“I get it, trust me I do.” She responded, and you watched as she took out a small journal from her coat pocket, she flipped to a certain page before handing it to you, it was a list of names, the heroes and other names besides those that you did not recognize. “We have it a lot better than a lot of the names on this list, we have to help them.”

“What would you want me to do about it?”

“You were raised by a magic practitioner, you can do a locator spell, right?”

“What?!” Her question caught you off guard, it was not like you could not do a locator spell, it was the fact that in recent weeks, your magical abilities have become rather unpredictable, almost out of control in some circumstances. “Sorry, I just…”

“You just what?”

“Look, things have been off with me lately, I don’t know if I can manage a spell like that right now.” You admitted to the young lady, finally getting the courage to look her in the eyes. “My magic is dangerous right now…”

“Dangerous how?”

“It’s just behaving in ways it shouldn’t right now.”

“Look, there are people who need you right now, lost kids who have no idea what to do besides the fact that they don’t want to go back to where they were.” She looked you dead in the eye, and the way her eyes narrowed slightly as her lips pressed together tightly sent shivers down your spine. “Please, I wouldn’t ask you if it wasn’t a hundred percent necessary.”

“...Fine.”

“Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me yet.”

You took your unexpected visitor to the house you were renting from a couple, a vacation home of sorts. You took her upstairs to what is the attic of the house, but while you were here, it was to be your makeshift study, old spellbooks and papers that you kept with you, laid in stacks around the room, artifacts that you carried during your travels, set down where you had the space. You took a small globe that you brought with you for this very spell.

“Give me that journal- actually hold it open for me.” You spoke as you tossed up the small globe and it stopped in midair as if it was an actually small planet, a small parlor trick Zatanna taught you when you two were little, a simple levitation spell. You watched her as she opened the book for you, flipping to the page with the names, you read the names over carefully, you needed to focus. You turned your head to stare at the globe, your eyes narrowing at the small ball. “Erif, kees tuo eseht tsol luos.” You could see the wonder on your new friend’s face as little red dots appeared on the globe as it spun around slowly. You glanced at her, smiling at your success with the spell. “I’ll list the names, you write them down.”

“Oh right.”

“Superman’s daughter is currently in Dallas, Texas. Flash’s daughter is in Pittsburgh- and so it is Wonder Woman’s son…”

“You think they are there together?”

“Most likely.” You suppose that made your job easier, but it was hard to say given that you would bet that the Flash’s daughter most likely inherited her father’s speed. “Aquaman’s son is in Vigo, Spain. Martian Manhunter’s daughter is in St. Louis, Missouri. Green Arrow’s kid is in the middle of nowhere in Montana, Yellowstone, I think. Green Lantern’s son is in San Diego, California…”

“What about Green Lantern’s daughter?”

“She's not here.”

“What is that supposed to mean?!”

“She could be of planet, in a different dimension, or… dead… but that second option is unlikely.”

“And the others are?!”

“I don’t know!” You heard a shatter as you yelled back at her, your eyes went wide and you turned your head to see the globe that you were just using had shattered in midair, another one of the out bursts you have been having lately. You sighed and knelt down to pick up the shattered pieces of the globe. “Look, that is all I can do right now, we have to work with what we’ve got.”

“Fine… sorry…”

“We should split this up between the two of us, I’ll take Aquaman’s son, Martian Manhunter’s daughter, and Green Arrow’s son.” You spoke, setting the shards of the broken globe on the small table beside you. “You take Superman’s daughter, Wonder Woman’s son, Flash’s daughter, and Green Lantern’s son.”

“Noted.”

“Then there is the where we should meet-”

“Don’t worry about that, I have that covered.”

“Alright Batgirl-”

“It’s Songbird.”

“Sorry.”

You sat in your bedroom, or the bedroom in the house you were staying. Songbird went off to stay at her own hotel, so you were alone for the night. You had the balcony doors open as you tossed around random items with your magic, testing the waters to see what would happen, if anything would go wrong.

“You’re up late.” You jumped when you heard a voice from the balcony where you left the doors open. You looked up and your heart stilled as you saw the face of none other than your sister, Zatanna, no doubt she wanted to surprise you, and what better way to do that than take the door no one expected.

“Zatanna! God, you scared me!” You took a deep breath as you stood up from the ground, as your sister reached out to hug you, embracing you in her arms. She finally let you go, and you tilt your head in curiosity. “What are you doing here?”

“Do I need an excuse to visit my little brother?”

“In this circumstance you do since your brother travels, what’s up?”

“Look… I know you have been lying about going to school abroad, I know you are doing supernatural work.”

“Zatanna-”

“Look, the things you are getting into are dangerous, someone may try and take advantage of you.”

“I’m fine, really.”

“You say that, but you haven’t come home since dad…” She sighed as her words trailed off, her hands coming to hold your own two. “Look, there are some very bad people who would use you to get to me or even-”

“Doctor Fate? Zatanna, you seriously cannot be defending him after what he has done.”

“But-”

“Dad is gone!” You yelled, your eyes squeezing shut as your hands slipped away from Zatanna. There was a stunned silence in the room, but as you opened your eyes you looked around to see objects floating around the room, a burst of your own magic triggered by your emotions no doubt. You sighed and snapped your fingers, all the items falling back into place. “... you should go.”

“That magic you just showed-”

“Zatanna.”

“That is dangerous-”

“Please leave, now.” You glared at her, clenching your fists to get the tension out of your body. “I won’t ask again.”

“Fine, but you need to figure this out or else I am going to figure it out for you.”

“Ya, whatever.”

You had just arrived in Vigo, Spain from the train. You had sent your bags of books and other things with Songbird, so she can give them back to you when you meet back up again in the states. You had a suitcase of clothes with you and a backpack full of your more important books that may be useful to you. You had headphones in as you rolled your suitcase out of the train station, it was just a quick walk to your hotel where you would be staying so there was no need to call a taxi or an Uber. But as you were walking, your mind caught onto something unusual, like a shift in presence, and the screaming and shouting you were hearing only added to your suspicion.

Especially when there was a car hurling in the air, headed straight towards you.

You quickly reacted, reaching out your hand, and you could feel the power surging through your arm, and you watched as your magic managed to stop the car in midair. You set it down and luckily there appeared to be no one inside the vehicle. You set your bags down near one of the trash cans on the sidewalk before you ran off to investigate the situation where everyone was running from. You could spot two figures standing, or rather slightly hovering over the ground, in the middle of the street, you recognized them both, one as Wotan, a sorcerer who your father had come into conflict with before, and then there was the other… Doctor Fate.

“Niatnoc siht retsnom!” You snapped your fingers after speaking the incantation and you watched as chains constructed of red magic stemming from you, latched onto Waton’s wrists and ankles, dragging him to the ground. You merely stood by after that as you watched Doctor Fate incapacitate the sorcerer, restraining him as well when your magic dissipated. You turned to go grab your bags, where you left them, and as you tossed your backpack over your shoulder you could feel a set of eyes staring at you. You sighed and turned around, knowing Doctor Fate was just behind you.

“You are the son of Zatara.”

“I am his step son, but yes, your current host body did raise me as his own.” You replied to the Lord of Order’s statement, your hands shoving themselves into your jacket. “I was the one who assisted you just now, there is someplace I need to be-”

“The magic you hold is rooted in chaos, cease your involvement with the mystical arts at once!” His statement caught you off guard, your eyes going wide in shock, is that really where your power was rooted in, chaos? That did not make sense, you were self-taught, you has no other power than what you learned or the little that your father taught you. Maybe you were exposed to something in your work? Maybe you had been cursed.

“Your host body may be the one I call my father, but you hold no control over me.” You rolled your eyes as you grabbed the handle of the suitcase, turning away from the Justice League member as you continued on your way to your hotel and then you would-

“My… my son.” You stopped in your tracks as you heard a familiar voice, where Doctor Fate just was. You could barely make yourself turn around to look at who stood there, and your heart was in your throat when you didn’t see that gold armor, but a man holding the Helm of Fate.

“...dad.” you could only choke out that one word as you saw your father standing before you, it was the first time you saw your father in five years. You knew Doctor Fate released him once a year for an hour for Zatanna, but you could never could make yourself go with her, it hurt too much. You could feel him wrap his arms around you, his lips planting a kiss to the top of your head.

“You have grown so much…” You could hear him speak as he held you close, both of your hearts pounding in your chests. “You look exactly like your mother.”

“...thank you.” He let you pull away but when you looked in his eyes you could see the pain behind them. “Doctor Fate released you to tell me to stop using my powers, didn’t he?”

“He did, and he is right.” Your father took your hands in his own, just like Zatanna did only a few nights ago. At first his presence felt safe, but now as your mind was remembering the truth you felt the need to put distance between the two of you, literally and physically. “There is so much for you in the world besides the mystic arts, I did not want to teach beyond the basics to protect you from putting yourself in danger.”

“Dad…”

“Go home, be with your mother and sister, go to college, go-”

“I can’t… I made someone a promise that I have to keep now, other people are depending on me… and I need to figure out what is wrong with me.”

“There is nothing wrong with you-”

“Clearly there is.” You cut him off, you have never cut your father off, even when you were an angsty teenager. “I have to go… I’m sorry.”

“Wait!” You could hear your father call out to you as you snapped your fingers, one moment you were standing on the street and the next you are in one of the alleyways of the city. You could not help but collapse to your knees, tears pouring down your face, you did not know if you could do this anymore…

[shadowthesim237]

princess⋆₊⊹

underground rapper!chris x wealthy!reader

a forbidden love story (english isn't my first language!)

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chris loved nothing more than music, he'd sit in his bedroom for hours working on a song. the way his heart would drop with the beat and his mouth will automatically start rapping the scribbled words in his journal. he knew that his work deserves so much more than this cheap laptop he uses for production and the old mic he's been using for years. but he didn't care for fame or money, he believed that his life was enough and was pretty content with it, he truly was grateful for his simple ways.

untill that all changed the second his heart started beating for you.

you were in the little crowd in front of him, jumping and dancing to the beat, screaming the lyrics with everyone else. after the show ended you went directly backstage. when you spotted chris your face lit up and ran quickly to jump in his arms.

"omg chris you really did it!"

he had just performed his very first show, only about a hundred tickets were sold if not less, but it felt so big for you both.

"did you like it princess?" you nodded your head in agreement to his obvious question. he knows you did since his eyes never left you the whole time he was on that stage. your excitement was evident to everyone.

you started the car's engine and drived to your favorite diner with chris in the passenger seat across from you. he wasn't paying attention to the music playing, only you. the way you were so focused on the street in front of you, it made him fall harder, you had no flaws in his eyes. but realization punched his face the second he saw the channel logo on your sunglasses resting elegantly on the top of your head, it made you look fancy like you always do. but it stings, how can he afford you?

his friends never stopped teasing him since you started dating. everyone knows that you were close friends from your childhood. frinds until his notebook started having love lyrics in it, but people thought that his romantic ideas were all fake just so that he can use your daddy's money and build his music career, and they are so wrong. your feelings were mutual. he meant the whole world to you and you wouldn't mind living in a little room on a rooftop as long as it's with him. but of course not all love stories are as simple as in disney movies. yours was complicated because of your parents.

your mom almost fainted when she found a love letter signed with his name back when you were still in high school, you tried to hide but it somehow fell under her hands. of course she had to tell your dad and they made it seem like the world was ending. saying things like 'he will never make you happy' or 'he's not enough for you'

maybe they meant well? maybe they truly cared for your comfort and wanted to secure your future. but it never made sense to you. you remember it vividly like it happened hours ago, that night after you fought with your parents for chris. you sneaked through your bedroom's window and went to his little apartment. you were a crying mess when he opened the door for you.

that night you fell asleep in his arms while he whispered soft promises in your ear. promises about how you'll grow up old together, promised that one day he will be enough, that he won't stop working until your parents approve of him, and if not, then he'll have to take you and runaway to build a proper life together.

but years passed and he's still sitting next to you in the passenger seat. you're his princess, you're the one who's supposed to be picked up not him. you are like a delicate flower that deserves that princess treatment. what if your parents were right after all? he promised you forever, what if he can't give it to you.

you reached the place you're going to have lunch at then get ice cream as a celebration for chris's successful show. you took a seat in your regular spot. the table you used to study on back when you were 16, and the same table he confessed his feelings to you on.

he looked at you and suddenly everything around him stopped. as if the whole town fell asleep due to a spell like in the sleeping beauty. you loved that movie so much, that's why he started calling you princess in the first place. because of how kind and gentle you are, just like princess aurora.

he was looking at the way your lashes were fluttering, and staring at your moving lips and occasional chuckle here and there. all he could think of was the way you were so out of his reach.

chris's life was so different from yours. his dreams were so simple. except for one dream, to be enough for you. how can he when money was such a villainous yet necessary part to achieve that dream. maybe it's his bad luck. but who knows? he usually likes to drift in his thoughts and imagine that he won the lottery. then if you asked for the stars he'll be able to give it to you.

he have to admit it, the way he changed. he's not the same chris who didn't care about the pleasures that life can offer. he's now a new one who's more selfish. he'd do anything for his princess.

sometimes he'd get sick from buying you flowers and taking you on simple small dates. he wanted to spoil you so bad. so he saved money till he was able to buy you a custom made silver necklace with a chain that said princess. you never took it off once. which made chris look forward to the day where he'll replace the silver necklace with a golden one, then to diamond...

memories flashed before his eyes from after your graduation, when he went to your father to convince him. at the time he thought that maybe if your dad really got to know him then he'll approve of your relationship, but all he got from that day was being kicked out like a rabid dog. he remembers crying for the first time in his life because he was scared, maybe even terrified from losing you forever. that day he completely lost all his senses, he forgot his morals and thought about stealing. he'd spend a lifetime locked in a cell if it will make you happy. and the only thing that stopped him was a notification from your contact.

chris was still zoned out. still lost in your eyes like a little boy that lost his mom in the crowd. like a sailor that lost his way back to land.

oh he wanted many things. he wanted to have his own car, to take you in it and drive to the palace that he built for you.

what if he was hallucinating? what if all those dreams he shared with you weren't real. he just can't believe it. what have he done to make you love him? your watch was enough to pay his rent for two years in advance.

your love was for no doubt forbidden, you needed him to understand that he doesn't have to set imaginary boundaries between you. you craved him just as much as he did. he thought that if he can offer you a luxurious life only then he'll be able to compliment your eyes freely. maybe if his clothes were more neat he'll get to have something in common with you, wich didn't make any sense.

you believe in his intentions more than anything else, you've been together for years, sneaking and hiding. someone else would be bored, but not your chris. many girls tried to get with him but he didn't even understand what they wanted, he was blinded by you.

right now you're enjoying your ice cream, holding hands and celebrating his first performance. who knows what the future holds for you. but all you know is that you'll keep holding into each other and to hope. chris had already walked halfway to your well guarded castle. maybe one day he'll walk right through the gates and win you forever.

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