#actually i dunno maybe this is a worse first impression

[jeffreely]

i love thg uhh the uhh the Himbo Alert !!! Oops !!!

[shreddeddescent]

family tree? more like family hoola hoop. family box. family time machine. help

SAJKDHJKHAS NO ACTUALLY ACTUALLY THO hold on. i will show you this piece of 'leo gets too fucking high and spirals over the fucking shit and kirby followed him to sit with him while he comes down' thing i wrote. because leo also makes this joke.

“God I’m too high… why are we finally talking when I’m high? This is a bad first impression…”

“You’re making a fine impression, don’t worry..” Kirby wiped his own eyes.

“Why did you take so long to talk to me..? We… we went back to the room and figured it out, everybody chatted with you guys but me… I thought you must have hated me..”

“Oh… I’m sorry it felt like that. It was… ugh. Jenny’s fault, she wasn’t supposed to get spotted. Then things kept going wrong. I guess it worked out, cuz you figured it out, I felt bad cuz Raph looked fucking… miserable when he realized. But it wasn’t gonna be good to do it in public, you know..? We were just tracking. Trying to be stealthy. Did a bad job. I only avoided you cuz I knew you’d try and kick my ass, even if Raph told you not to.”

He snorted. “You’re probably right… Still. Rude not to let me get in on the drama before it happened.”

“Tch, are you kidding? My sisters kept jumping in and making shit worse. We had.. some kind of plan. They just got distracted.”

“Ugh, you are my son aren’t you… so sorry, that’s your curse now.”

He laughed loudly and shook his head. “It’s fine, I love them..”

Leo took a deep breath and blew it out. He stared up at the stars again.

“So. Why did you guys like… travel to this time or dimension or whatever? Just for us? Or something else?”

“For you. I dunno how much of it you’ll get right now cuz you're way too high to get it, wanna keep my explanation clear. We’re here cuz we wanna be. We’re here cuz we love you, even if that makes no sense. We’re not here looking to get revenge on parents who abandoned us, we’re here to see if you guys need help. Cuz knowing how you grew up, comparing it to ourselves… we feel bad. And we feel like adults who can help. We feel like you’re more like.. little brothers. If that’s okay.”

“Raph said you felt like a dad. Like a real dad. He barely knows what that’s like, you know that I’m sure.” Leo blurted out of nowhere and looked over at him.

Kirby looked surprised to hear that. He looked down at himself.

“Huh… I guess I did say I was to the creep. Just kinda felt like the best thing to say in the moment…” he scratched his chin.

“Does that bother you?” Leo asked. He was worried he’d said one of Raph’s secrets he wasn’t supposed to.

“No… I don’t think it does. I mean… obviously it’s wrong, cuz it’s the opposite. But… you guys have literally never had a dad.”

“Have you?”

He looked back over. “Oh. Yeah, uh, Draxum raised us. He wasn’t the best as babies, but he turned it around. He’s not like the worlds best dad, but we were loved. We turned out okay. Took a while, but I do actually know how dads are supposed to work.”

Leo frowned and looked back at the pool. That felt unfair for some reason. He would never ever know the unconditional love of a father. It didn’t feel fair that his son who’d been whisked away out from under him got some kind of stable home. Why couldn’t he have had that? Why was he fucking traumatized and scared of rooftops and booming voices and being forced to rape his brother?

Kirby reached his hand out again.

Leo eyed it and took it.

“If you guys need someone to be a dad, I… I think I could be that. If that was what you wanted.”

Leo took a deep breath.

“You don’t have to. It’s just.. the vibe you gave off. Maybe it was the fucking trunks you had on. You had very big dad energy.”

He laughed and squeezed his hand.

“You really use humour to shy away from emotional honesty doncha?”

“Ugh.. you know my big secret. I can die now.”

Kirby rolled his eyes and laughed.

“I don’t know exactly what you need, Leo. But I think I’m willing to try and help with anything. Maybe it sounds dumb, maybe it’s some selfish desire to reconnect with a family I felt separated from, but we wanna be here. I wanna help you. If you want it.”

“You get that sounds crazy no matter what, right? You wanna.. jump through time or whatever, put yourselves in the timeline of your parents and raise them? You your own grandpa, Kirby?”

He leaned over and flicked Leo in the head.

Leo laughed and hummed. “Yeah. You already fit in. I could see it.”

Kirby rubbed the back of his hand with his thumb.

“You okay now Leo?”

“Still quite high. Not sure when it’s coming down. Might be a while.”

“You cool if I just sit with you while you do?”

Leo looked over at him and smiled. “Yeah… I’d like that. Just don’t judge me if I say anything too stupid.”

“You’ve said plenty stupid already and I’m still not judging.”

“Thanks DAD…” he mumbled as he stared up at the stars.

And Kirby just laughed warmly beside him.

[hedgiwithapen]

For Cisco: "I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory" (I know Hamilton quotes are super basic, I don't care)

Drinks, Ice cream, or whichever they found first, but really it always ended up as both.

Cisco and Caitlin had an impressive after mission routine. The bartenders knew them on sight, which Cisco got the feeling might have been a bad thing.  The gelato place once called STAR Labs to ask about them when they didn't show up on a Tuesday night five minutes before closing. They'd stopped wearing company sweatshirts after that. If nice people like Carmella De Fazio at the Caravaggio on second street could figure out a pattern and where they worked, so could people like Lisa Snart, or worse. 

"We could have died," Caitlin said, the Nocciolata gelato dripping down her cone a little. 

"We didn't," Cisco said with a wince. His side still ached, medical attention or not. 

"Are you ok?" Caitlin asked. 

"Uh, you saw the gaping wound in my side," Cisco said. " So I think you know the answer to that one."

"I meant emotionally," she pushed. "That meta was going to kill you and you were just... it was like you weren't even there."

Cisco's shoulders heaved upwards. "No? I dunno. I guess dying's just... not that scary when you've done it before."

"Bullshit," Caitlin said.

"Oh, like you'd know?" Cisco asked. "I've died three times."

"And I've imagined death so often it feels like a memory," Caitlin hissed back. "I was still terrified, and --Cisco, I know you. I know when you're lying to me."

"What difference does it make?" Cisco asked, his mouth twisting downward, and not to catch his own dripping cone. "If we die, we die, and maybe Barry fixes it, maybe he doesn't.  No one else will ever know. Just me."

"Cisco, do you ... I know we've never actually talked about it, but... did you want to?"

"I already made you all relive it with me," Cisco said. "I don't want to...put that on you."

"You're not putting it on me. " Caitlin said softly. "Let me help."

More people passed by them on the sidewalk before Cisco nodded. 

"I think we need something stronger than gelato, though." "I've got rum and tequila," Caitlin said, switching the hand her cone was in so she could offer her hand to him. He took it.

[theneighborhoodwatch]

002 - Popstar, Franklydear and whatever we call what Wally and Home have going on

(send me a character/ship to hear my thoughts)

i've gotten Multiple asks about all of these pairings, so let's not waste anymore time. under the cut bc unsurprisingly this got Long.

POPSTAR

when or if I started shipping it: i think it first Really started with this pokemon AU post clown made talking about what he thought they'd be up to in that universe... the language he uses in that post really caught my eye, and it just kinda snowballed from there, especially as canon started picking up and we saw more of them interacting 1-on-1.

my thoughts: i feel like we don't really get a lot of yuri in this specific Type of horror (i.e. cute thing is secretly fucked up), at least not in the west. i think that's a crying shame, but i believe popstar has the potential to truly open the floodgates. unless i'm forgetting herstory - idk i feel like there's definitely some rpgmaker game out there that'll prove me wrong but you know what i mean. more mascot horror yuri NOW.

What makes me happy about them: i think it's super cute that they both kinda geek out whenever one of them asks the other for help, like they're being asked by this big huge celebrity and not, like. their literal next door neighbor lol. sally in particular - as bullheaded as she is, her insistence on trying to put poppy in the spotlight more often isn't because she thinks poppy is untalented and needs to train up, but because she genuinely thinks poppy is Just That Stunning And Talented And Beautiful, and doesn't want that to go to waste. nepotism has never looked so romantic <3

What makes me sad about them: sally seems to enlist poppy's help Way more than poppy does sally's, and while sally clearly Wants to take poppy seriously, she has a hard time not immediately brushing off other's concerns in general because She's An Auteur, Dammit, She Knows What She's Talking About. it does make me very worried for poppy! i think things between them are gonna get Way worse before they get better lol. not dysfunctional enough to be toxic yuri but certainly painful enough that it will Get Me when it happens.

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: THAT NOBODY WRITES IT

Things I look for in fanfic: MORE OF IT

My kinks: again, serious in-depth answers go on the nsfw blog only. i will say i think they're definitely those people who keep trying to set up roleplay scenes only to get distracted by trying to figure out the technical aspects and/or getting so in-character that they forgot what the end goal was.

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: poppy partridge if you read this im free on Thursday night and would like to hang out. Please respond to this and then hang out with me on Thursday night when I’m free.

My happily ever after for them: after a series of trials and tribulations, complete with at least one breakup arc, the two of them reconcile in an appropriately dramatic apology-that-looks-suspiciously-like-a-marriage-proposal scene. i don't really know what happens after that. i was going to say they go on to become lesbian statler and waldorf, but i think they would both be too invested in trying to give actual constructive criticism, so maybe they just mst3k it instead.

FRANKLYDEAR

when or if I started shipping it: i dunno! i don't remember ever being opposed to the ship, but there was definitely a period of time where my approach to it was more "hmmm i wonder what this ship being canon means for welcome home's Themes" and less "ough fuck they make me so sick," as opposed to the current day where it's a pretty even mix of both.

my thoughts: god what haven't i said about them. i think i peaked with this post. i don't think anything i say can summarize the appeal of their relationship to me more succinctly than that.

What makes me happy about them: when it comes to eddie, frank is like. frank is so fucking funny bc he seems to be under the impression that he's being subtle. yeah get mad whenever anyone who isn't you makes fun of that beautiful big breasted mailman to the point where you'll even defend his honor in the merch advertisements and also when you Do make fun of him be sure to be gentler than you would be with almost anyone else but also don't let up entirely bc then you won't get to see him be adorably flustered and also enforce a surname-only basis with him so people don't think you're getting too chummy but ALSO drop the surname-only basis whenever he seems genuinely upset to let him know that you're worried about him and want to help. and also do this in front of everyone at a holiday party. nobody will suspect a thing. and the best part is that IT WORKS ON EDDIE. EDDIE ALSO THINKS FRANK IS COOL AND TRUSTWORTHY AND RELIABLE ENOUGH THAT HE AUDIBLY/VISIBLY RELAXES WHENEVER FRANK ENTERS A SCENE.

What makes me sad about them: EDDIE'S ASS IS NOT PREPARED FOR THE DAY THAT IT'LL BE FRANK IN THE PROVERBIAL LOVESEAT OF TORMENT. arguably neither is frank but like given how eddie saw frank at the end of the homewarming special? it's going to FUCK him up.

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: when i click on the eddie dear/frank frankly tag. and i filter out all mentions of wally darling. i should not still be seeing wally darling. do u understand. get that little yellow cunt OUT of here!!!!!!!

Things I look for in fanfic: pre-established relationship hurt/comfort or angst. i realize i may be alone in my interpretation of franklydear as not being Together together yet, but i am stubborn.

My kinks: i wonder how many times i can say "ask for my nsfw blog" without it getting old.

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: GOOD QUESTION. i don't think either of them would particularly struggle to find a partner if they didn't end up with each other, but i also can't see either of them being attracted to any of their other neighbors.

My happily ever after for them: these two images specifically. in general they should get to be huge cornballs for at least a little while should they successfully endure The Horrors.

HOME AND WALLY. HOMEWALLY? WALLYHOME? WHO KNOWS.

when or if I started shipping it: an old friend of mine made a joke about it once in 2022, waaaay before there was any like, huge fandom presence outside of a few scant discord servers. i thought about it too hard and now i'm here.

my thoughts: romantically or not, THEY ARE SOOOOO DOOMED, DUDE. THEY ARE SO FUCKING DOOMED. and i don't mean, like, "yeah they have some stuff that makes their current relationship less than ideal but i'm sure they can work things out ^-^" no i mean DOOMED. there's only one way this relationship can end and it is in BLOOD and TEARS. and i will be there with a tissue box and a big ol' bucket of popcorn. i've written about them so much on this blog already but by god i will write more.

What makes me happy about them: the obsessive aspect to their relationship, like. it feels very mutual. it would be so easy to make home coldly imposing 24/7 and/or just have them be taking advantage of wally's love for them, but. no. they seem just as attached to their inhabitant as he is to them, for better or worse. i get a lot more mileage out of a relationship where both parties Love each other and desperately want to be all-encompassing for one another in All aspects of relationships, but live in a reality where that simply cannot be, and their relationship is wildly unhealthy as a result. home is a monument to a past that either never existed or cannot be revived without Severe consequences. but wally doesn't care about that. all wally cares about is that he is his home. see also: this post.

What makes me sad about them: [copypastes the entire above paragraph]

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: most wally/home fic is either pure crackfic or fic in which home gets hit hard with the ron the death eater treatment. like jesus, he's already pretty morally ambiguous in canon by just Standing There, you don't need to make him an actual rapist to establish that his and wally's relationship isn't exactly ideal.

Things I look for in fanfic: i don't look for it because i've pretty much given up on it being there at all, but i hope more folks write some actual character study-adjacent stuff about them some day!

My kinks: i do have actual answers to this but no way am i stating them here. again, i have a separate blog for that.

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: LITERALLY ANYONE ELSE.

My happily ever after for them: you know that's not gonna happen.

[saturnalmoss]

ARM-WRESTLER

Chapter Seven

A Heart As Cold As Ice

Master Post

York and Grendan met Granny Skully outside in the busy yard. She was checking the old-style rope and bone workout equipment. She looked over when they approached.

“Good.” She said. “A young prince should be out here every morning.”

She stood with Grendan and observed York’s form with a critical eye. She was happily yelling corrections to everything she could think of within minutes. Grendan bit his lip. It looked like York might pop.

Well, it seemed like if they fought, it would be pretty consensual on both sides. Still, he was a peaceful dwarf. “So, Granny Skully!” He said, leaning between them. “Granny, please give me a history lesson!”

“Hmm? But you aren’t actually paying!~” She cackled at Grendan’s fallen expression. “There, there. I’ll humor you. What shall I tell you about...”

“Ah, here, sit. I’ll tell you about orcish gruk shak.” York barked a laugh from the log lifting station.

“Shak’d a lot of gruk in my day.” he said proudly.

Granny kissed her tusks at him. “Your generation and it’s slang, huh! You’re misleadin’ your dear friend here. What if he picks it up!” York made a noncommittal but insulting noise back.

“Granny, Granny! What’s gruk shak? And I guess, how do you use it in a sentence?”

“You commit gruk shak.” She said promptly. “It’s a noun, dear. It means, roughly, settling an argument between two orcs.” She thought a moment. Grendan nodded. York would have settled a lot of arguments. He assumed, because it was York, that “settling” had a violent connotation.

“The folk here thought it was just a fight, of course.” Granny continued. “So orcish immigrants had to change some things. You can’t just commit gruk shak anywhere around here.” She pointed to the yard and the high log fence around the perimeter. “Our folks would only commit on our own property, and we would build our fences high to keep prudish noses out. We added new rules: no running to your human momma, and first one to squeal loses the argument.” She nodded to herself. “All to protect our orcish roots.” Grendan whistled, impressed. 

“Ah, Granny,” Grendan said “What about external arguments? That must have been pretty hard for early immigrants!” 

York sat heavily next to them. “I’ll tell you Grenda, it was a shock for me comin’ here and you can’t just kill a guy. And I had a human mother!” Granny Skully nodded. 

“Was worse then, little prince,” she said. “Folks didn’t truck much with orcs back then - didn’t know much ‘bout us and we didn’t know much ‘bout them. There was plenty of let’s say... misunderstandings. Lots of legal issues - but that lead to our proud tradition of orcish injury lawyers round these parts!” Grendan choked. 

He had a hard time imagining York with the patience to turn a jury. He would look very nice in a suit, though.

“Young Ardsley’s a lawyer, in fact.” Granny Skully said. “Said he was hopin’ you’d turn up our prankster soon so he could show ‘em the inside of a cell.” York huffed.

“I’ve seen lawyers on the TV,” he said. “They don’t look like much.” Granny sighed. 

“It ain’t a practice that gets much respect in the northern tribes. An’ orcs round here don’t necessarily get much respect from their fellow lawyers, it’s a shame to say. Still, a fight’s a fight.”

“A fight’s a fight.” York said. “Does he fight good, then?” Granny hummed. 

“I dunno. Better do.” 

“He doesn’t talk about it with Leon?” Grendan asked. “They’re friends, right? We were hoping to ask Mr. Orcking if he could think of any enemies Leon might have?”

“Their office seems to love ‘em.” York said. “But maybe a friend knows shit you don’t share with a weak co-worker.”

Granny stretched her arms ahead, and cracked her back slowly. She looked thoughtful. “Asking Young Ardsley’s a good idea.” she said. “They’ve know each other a very long time. Both courted my dear Tupilurin back in the day.”

“Your daughter?” Grendan asked.

“Who died?” York added. Grendan’s eyes bugged but Granny Skully just sighed.

“A damn shame for an orc to outlive her child.” She looked out over the museum’s yard. “But that’s neither here nor there.”

“I... Don’t want to press,” Grendan said. “But, just in case, you don’t think how she died would have anything to do with Leon’s attacker, right?” 

Granny tilted her head, then shook it. She paused before saying, “Nnno, not exactly. No. She blew ‘erself up, being an alchemist. It’s a bit of a risk in the field. She survived most of the times - strong girl. But not the last one.”

York looked askance at her. “But you thought a’ something else, Granny?”

“Well... it’s been so long, it’s faded from my mind. Ha! I’d be shocked to hear myself say so, a decade ago.” She sighed. “I recalled... Leon was a different elf in their youth.”

The detectives glanced at each other.

“Were they in with a bad crowd?” Grendan asked carefully.

“No, no. Nothing like that. It were more... they were just cold. Very cold.

“They loved my Tupilurin. More than anything in the world. But anything else? Everything else? It did not bear their attention.”

She shrugged. “I didn’t like them much, then. Stands to reason if I weren’t the only one.”

Grandan noted this down in his sketchpad. “That wasn’t what I expected you to say.” He said. “They were just, hard to get along with? I guess you could make enemies that way.”

“We’ve probably made enemies that way.” York said. “Granny, how long ago was this? When’d they get more personable?”

“I reckon they just got better over time. They’re lucky I needed help as much as I did with the kids or they wouldn’a lived long enough to grow!” she cackled. Then she stopped suddenly.

“I don’ think I’ve properly put in your heads what kind of an elf they were.” She said. “When my Tupilurin died, they left.” 

“Left?” York said. “You mean...”

“Left the kids?” Grendan whispered, horrified.

“Disappeared without a word, for years. Thought they were gone for good.” She looked darkly. “Actin’ like that, someone could make a lotta enemies, don’t you think?”

“Why did you... let them come back?” Grendan asked. 

“Mmm. I was struggling. I don’ much want to admit. I needed help. They showed up at the door one day - well I don’ think you would have said so if you were there, but to me, they were... almost contrite.” She made a noise between a laugh and a growl, derisive at this old memory. “I was as angry as the old Yebo at the moon, but I hid it. They said they wanted to provide for the kids and the kids, - I, - we needed the income.”

Granny Skully sighed, old in her bones. “I never did call that elf out. I was afraid at first they would take insult, take off, and we’d lose what little money we had. 

“After that, well, my anger faded.”

She looked at them. “First I’ve talked ‘bout this in a long, long time. First I’ve thought about it.” 

“Thanks for telling us.” Grendan said softly. York huffed and looked up at the morning sky.

“If you think about it, fightin’ your own honor to protect your kin is pretty cool.” 

Granny scoffed, the crags of her old face softer than usual.

❈ ❈

At the breakfast table, the three detective gesture excitedly at each other. They had much to share, later. Leon waved to Granny, Grenda and York as they entered. “Look! Two arms!” They said happily. 

“Wanna wrestle?” York asked. Leon’s bluish face went green and their eyes went wide. They sighed.

“I can’t tell if this is how you get a sense of people or if you really do have no sense of sport.” Jyuri beside them giggled. “But I am sorry, friend!” they said cheerfully. “Doctor’s orders. I can’t do anything strenuous ‘til I get a follow up with Dr. Shipcott.” York said nothing.

Rosé chin hands. “Hope you guys had a good morning! I got to meet the arm doctor again. They just seemed like strangers though.”

“Well, acquaintances.” Leon said. “She’s been my doctor for some time, now.”

“Oh?” said Grenda. “I guess she wouldn’t know more about who attacked you, Leon?”

Leon shook their head with a smile. “I really doubt my doctor would know something like that.” Rosé smiled. The door opened. 

“I have arrived.” Ardsley Orcking walked in, still besuited.

“Ardsley! Welcome, please sit.” Leon waved his newly restored arm and Granny slapped a heavy wooden chair.

Rosé looked over at Ardsley. “Nice to see you again, Mr. Orcking. Are you a regular to visit?”

“I’m often out of town, Ms. Rosé.” he said. “But yes, when I’m here, I try to stop by. It’s good for young ladies to have a male orc to look up to, and I do rather like seeing my friend.” Ardsley looked over the top of his nose. “...Are you writing this down?” 

Grenda looked up, “Yup! No worries, it’s nothing personal.” Ardsley didn’t seem like he quite agreed and opened his mouth.

“Granny?” Leon looked confused. “You took my plate? I wasn’t finished?”

“Course!” she nodded and ate Leon’s food with a huff. Leon scooched out their seat with a confused smile and dug in the cupboards for another place setting.

“Granny, what did I do that you’re put out with me today?” They said playfully. She huffed and puffed again. 

“I was remembering what a lil shit you were in your youth.” She said shortly. Leon noticeably winced, and Ardsley coughed. 

“Well, that would do it, wouldn’t it?” They said under their breath. Granny Skully shook her head. 

“I’m only mad at an elf you’ve long since ceased to be. Pay no mind.” Leon gave her a small smile that didn’t match the unhappy look in their eyes. 

❈ ❈

The detectives threw themselves together the moment they left the table. “We have to plan our day!” Rosé said. 

“Let’s drop by the office.” York said. When the other two nodded, he held a hand up his mouth and yelled, “We’re heading out to find out more! Be back later!”

Ardsley hurried to catch them as they made to leave. “I do apologize about my behavior over a shared meal.” He said. “Of course, you are just trying to do you jobs. I overreacted.”

“Eh?” York looked surprised. “We didn’t even duke it out in the yard pit!” 

“That would have been an over reaction.” Rosé said. “We didn’t even rob you.”

“What?” Said Ardsley.

“What?” Said Rosé.

“So, hey, Mr. Ardsely! You ever have to represent Leon?” Grendan asked quickly. Ardsley glanced once more at Rosé but turned to the druid. 

“No. I am an injury lawyer, and Leon does not tend to injure others.” He said. He straightened up. “Please, ask whatever you need.”

“We will!” York said. “What’s the difference between a lawyer and a businessman?” 

“Is this a joke?” Ardsely asked after a moment. 

“I’ve never heard a joke in my life.” York said.

“Have you ever represented someone who injured Leon?” Rosé asked. 

“I have not. Leon’s particular mutilation was self-inflicted.” Grendan looked surprised.

“I thought it could have been his late wife!” Ardsley’s face flickered. 

“No. They were quite enamored with one another. She was gentle with him, like a frail glass.”

“I mean, good to know, but I meant cause like she was a alchemist and thats how she - uh.”

“Died.” Ardsely said. “Yes. That is not when he lost his arm. Anyway, I don’t think any of this will lead you to that street bandit.”

“You never know.” Grendan said.

“What ‘bout enemies?” York asked. “Even if you didn’t represent them?” Ardsley shook his head.

“I must say, I’d forgotten until Granny Skully mentioned it but... Even when Leon was a difficult young man to get along with, I wouldn’t say the attitude started fights.

“I had been wondering, by the way,” Ardsely said. “You think this was done by someone who knows Leon, don’t you?”

“Ah!” Grendan said. “We really don’t have any reason to suspect you-”

“Yet.” Said Rosé and York together. 

“No, no.” Ardsley gave a deep chuckle and held up his hands. “I mean, I noticed you’ve asked us all,” he waved a hand. “About people we may have interacted with before. As a lawyer, I do know a fight is far more likely to occur between acquaintances than strangers. I quite agree.” He frowned. “Well, I would. But I really can’t think of anyone.”

He blinked, then closed his eyes in thought.

“Actually, there’s a small possibility that a stranger may have done it.” He held up a huge finger. “I must emphasis small, as the assailant would have to be quite unreasonable.”

“Spit it out,” said York. “What’d’you think of?” 

“There is a tall tale associated with this building.” Ardsely said. “The family that built this humble estate, they were said to be great warlords! And, more importantly perhaps,” He looked conspiratorial at them. “Possessed of great spoils.” 

“Oh. My. God.” Rosé said softly. “Are you telling me that their fortune disappeared with them and they never used banks and it was never recovered and I could be standing on it right now?”

“Quite so.” Ardsely said. She let out a tiny scream. “There have been some number of break-ins as long as I’ve known of this place. None have been violent yet, but-”

“What?” Ardsley turn to the voice behind him. 

Leon stared at them with a peculiarly blank expression. “Ardsley... you aren’t saying someone attacked me because of that old folktale?” 

“I don’t want to rule it out.” Ardsley said. Leon’s eyes flicked over the three detectives, then over to Ardsley.

“Stay here.” Leon said to him.

“Stay here?” 

“Until they catch the bastard.” Leon said. Ardsley sighed. 

“I cannot. I must be off again, soon.” Leon said nothing. Their eyes flickered over the room. They seemed to be thinking. “Calm yourself, my friend. It’s only a small chance.”

“Tell me, detectives.” Leon said. “What is your success rate?”

“Hundred percent.” York said. Grendan and Rosé nodded, as encouragingly as they could. Leon turned and left, cloak flying out behind them.

Ardsley looked at them impressed. “We’ve left this in good hands, it seems. Worry not about them, they are just paranoid that the criminal could return.” York nodded firmly. 

“Hey,” Grendan said as Ardsley turned to leave for the night. He looked back. “You’re a friend of the family, right? I mean, not just Leon.” 

Ardsely nodded.”Of the good family first, in fact. It took a bit and a while to warm up to Leon. But they grow on you... for an elvish twink, with no muscle, who teaches their daughters parlor tricks.” He shook his head and muttered, “Magic, of all things.”

He looked surprised. He looked at York, his expression offering a shared camaraderie over the ignorance of non-orcs. “Well, because they weren’t mine.” He said simply.

“So, how come you didn’t help Granny Skully out with the kids?” Grendan asked. “When Leon took off? She was struggling to provide for them. What if she lost them!”

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thistle for ask meme!

Thistle :0

First impression

No joke I was convinced early on that Laios & the party were making like a huuuuge leap in assuming that Thistle was the Lunatic Magician TM like guys you can't just go accusing every random person you find in a living painting of being the manager. Alas... he was, in fact, the manager.

Impression now

He's so jester coded👍

I think Thistle is very interesting and a great foil to Marcille, which I looove. They are both magic elf(-ish) advisors, they both get caught up in wanting to help the people around them live longer, they both become dungeon lords in pursuit of that... I think Thistle's story as it is works well for the narrative and I don't necessarily think he was underutilized exactly, but it is a little hard not to want A Bit More sometimes. Even if I do think it would be hard to add that more in without sacrificing some of the pacing overall :')

Favorite moment

I was initially going to say the ending for them, because I do love it, but you know what? I've got a more interesting answer. My favorite Thistle scene is.... this:

This fundamentally changes the trajectory of the story. In trying to find someone to stop the Winged Lion, Thistle launches Marcille into becoming the next lord of the dungeon. The next victim of the Lion. If Thistle hadn't resurrected Marcille, then the plot would have played out totally differently. She wouldn't have been able to finish unsealing the book. Laios would have been on his own when the canaries came. Would they have just cleaned everything up more easily? Would it instead have become something worse? Would Laios somehow have unsealed the book and become the lore of the dungeon right away?

I dunno. But this action reshaped Marcille's life, and Laios', and so many other people's. And it was done out of a desire to keep fighting. To not give in.

Augh idk. It's good. Their connection is good.

Idea for a story

Thistle & Chimera Laios.

But not just a "Laios gets eaten by the dragon instead," I think it would be cool to explore an AU where for some handwavy magic reason, Laios gets his soul bound up w/ the dragon during Falin's resurrection, and he gets poofed into a dragon form.

There's a note somewhere that says that chimeras start popping up the more the lord of the dungeon starts to lose their hold on things, but having met Laios before might help Thistle eventually realize that something is Off about the dragon. From there... well maybe he starts to ask questions and gives Laios more freedom to actually answer, and things could continue from there as Laios gets enough humanity back to start to understand what's happening, and also Thistle takes more time to question the Lion's plans rather than just continue to act. They'd be stuck together, probably with Laios still under Thistle's control, but maybe as they figure out more of the truth, they'd actually work together? Need to rely on each other? I'd like to see how each of them would deal with that situation...

PLUS then on the flip side I think switching Falin into the group part way through the story (rather than at the start) could be really interesting. So the adventures on that side would be fun too.

Unpopular opinion

umm idk. Is Thistle widely regarded as a Marcille foil? Because if not then why. They are so inchresting. funky little mages.

Favorite relationship

Hmmm okay so like obviously Thistle & Marcille, but also as seen in my story idea I want to explore more of Thistle & Laios bc their interactions were fun, soo... I'll just say the Dungeon Lord quartet as a whole. I like when people draw art of them all together. Let them bond through shared trauma. And also all of them have tried to kill at least one other person there at some point. It's great. They should go on brunch dates.

Favorite headcanon

This post about Thistle's goal to eat a meal with Delgal fundamentally rewired my brain

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The Glyphs in The Owl House Are Bad

And that is across the board and not an overstatement. I think as magic, thematic elements, character devices, narrative devices, etc. they are just bad across the board and their fundamental issues are actually pretty glaring from even S1.

Let’s start with simply their most basic narrative purpose: They are Luz’s magic. They are what allow Luz to be a witch in this setting. As such, their number one element to the narrative is to reinforce Luz’s arc of becoming a witch and everything that might mean. This also includes her ability to make friends, her becoming a better person and maturing. The show ends by celebrating that she will continue to be a witch after all so this is the main point of her character. She wants to be a witch, this allows her to be a witch.

And... Only in that it allows Luz to cast magic does it succeed. But as far as giving her an arc of magical growth? It’s dog shit. We never see Luz experimenting or practicing with her glyphs. The closest we get to that is her stating that off screen she was experimenting with glyph combos. The only ones we see that are failures are ones she copied from a book. We have to entirely her word for it. As for working for her glyphs... Nope to that either. The first glyph is obtained right after she admits that she should treat King as an actual person and not as a novelty, the second one is gained while she has literally nothing to do in time out besides stargaze so instead of learning the world has magic by, I dunno, appreciating the beauty of the Isles and its inhabitants, she only agrees with the lesson because the stars told her her next spell. The plant one is a blink and you’ll miss it moment at the beginning of Grom (put a pin in that) where a flower literal opens up in her face to give it to her. Then in Wing it Like Witches, the fire glyph almost literally drops into her lap.

How about the glyphs having anything to do with her character arc? Well, the plant glyph happens literally before she can learn anything that episode and while she’s still actively avoiding telling her mom the truth. The fire glyph is much more set in motion by Luz not caring about Willow’s wishes and challenging Boscha to a fight rather than being a reward for her taking responsibility for her actions or deciding to not force her friends to do something they don’t want to. Luz still takes at least another four episodes to start actually trying to understand/empathize with King, so The Intruder and the light glyph fails and as for the ice glyph? Well, The Intruder also had moral lessons about listening to Eda and not taking shortcuts for power. In Adventure in the Elements, Luz refuses to listen to Eda and fucks up while trying to get a shortcut to power.

*eye twitch* So yeah, as far as the glyphs go with Luz becoming a better person, that’s not a part of them. Neither for the combos since they’re always introduced at the start of an episode, even during one where she’s off her rocker at the beginning and actively refusing to tell anyone the truth so, you know... Kind of the opposite of rewarding good behavior.

Worse yet is just how overpowered the glyphs are and without anything even approaching an excuse for them. Remember that pin for Grom? Well, in the show most plant users effectively stick to just making vines that aren’t weak but aren’t impressive. Well, Luz will show she can do that too in Wing it Like Witches in the literal next episode. But that’s not the problem. The problem is that effectively the FIRST real use of the plant glyph that we see is at the end of Grom where Luz plants a damn TREE. Thicker and sturdier than almost anything any dedicated plant mage, except maybe one or two of Terra’s summonings (which are mostly strung together vines), makes in the entire damn series and at least survives for MONTHS to be shedding its during Reaching Out, which is during fall so it may still just be alive at that point.

Then there’s the classic of course of Gus not expecting a fire glyph to work and launching the biggest fireball, if not energy spell, that we see in the ENTIRE SERIES. And that is the first glyph he EVER USES.

Which brings us to the fact that as Luz’s magic... destroys the adventure element of the series. By the end of S1, she is able to break out of the Conformatorium and have Warden Wrath on his knees (which I do suppose makes it clear how pointless the Bonesborough Brawl was I guess if Warden Wrath is the best they’ve got). This does have a nice  circle with the season opener but it also implies Luz is ridiculously powerful with glyphs she got literally two and three episodes ago as to be able to just do whatever she wants against trained guards like these.

And then in S2, she takes down the Selkidamus effectively on her own. The others help pull it into the boat but trapping it and slowing it? All her. And she’s already showing creative use with the glyphs with her ice skates on the water. This isn’t just not earned... It makes it seem like Luz is within the top ten mages in the Isles.

And how do you keep tension with that? Especially when Gus makes it clear that the glyphs are stupidly powerful without any effort. It makes moments like when all she uses against the Titan Trappers is a light glyph for a flash bomb feel disingenuous. We know she normally has more of them on her. We know how powerful she is. So why is she suddenly entirely defenseless against really basic spells and people who haven’t show us that they’re all that impressive in any way. And if you’re thinking that, the whole adventure aspect of the show is already screwed by early S2, if not S1′s end, because you can’t throw normal threats at her anymore. They HAVE to be bigger.

So if the glyphs suck for Luz and her character, how about other elements? Do they function thematically or for other characters?

No. If we go with mentor and student with Eda, Luz never learns them except VERY tangentially from Eda for the first two. The latter aren’t by Eda in any way. How about Found Family? Well, King only has a role with Luz in ONE of the four episodes getting the main glyphs and Lilith is the closest to being involved with any of the combo glyphs and that is even more tangential than saying Eda taught her two glyphs so... Nope. Nothing there either because they aren’t involved during those. It doesn’t play into fantasy vs reality either because none of them are earned so none of them can be playing with fantasy vs reality.

If you go with finding a place you belong, Luz specifically DOESN’T belong in Hexide, as shown by The First Day. She has to change the rules and that has nothing to do with her glyphs for her getting to study other magics, which also goes nowhere because she continues to only use glyphs. She does present glyphs to both Amity and Hunter as a part of their redemption arcs to finding better lives but neither starts actually using glyphs in any way and past a first moment with glyphs, they’re never brought up again with them so there’s no real point there either. Made worse yet but Luz claiming she’s working hard to become a witch to Amity when we haven’t really seen that yet nor will we see it going forward, though part of this has to do with flaws in Eda’s character concept in S1.

Worse yet, it actively is retconned to MAKE Luz a chosen one eventually despite what literally the second episode of the series says. Even more damning than the Titan though is Belos. He makes it clear that Luz is the first person in HUNDREDS of years to learn glyph magic (also making lines from The Intruder just make zero sense), that she learned them hundreds of times faster than him and that while he had to put work into getting them and discovering them, Luz never does. Not from what we’re shown at least.

From a worldbuilding standpoint too, it makes the witches look just terrible. Like... Did literally none of them ever stargaze? Or just admire a flower they made? Or check the ashes of something they lit on fire? Like... Luz doesn’t get these from hard to reach or rare sources. The only one that is unique at all to her circumstances is the light glyph which frankly feels like a cheat because... If it’s just in the circle, how has no one seen it? The brain can process single frame images at 60 fps or higher. That is a 60th of a second... And you’re trying to tell me that Luz’s cheap ass phone that cracks when dropped has a high shutter count lens that can go way higher than that so as to record a glyph that is apparently just IN the spell circle that is used during the light glyph.

And I will actually acknowledge that’s a nitpick. It’s frankly not a bad way to hold off on the glyph until later in the episode. With a fun tone, I don’t give a damn. But... Then her and the glyphs get a lot less fun and a lot less interesting and the fact that she is the only with them REALLY makes how she got them start feeling, I dunno, kind of important. And she gets them really badly. At least for having any excuse as to why she’s the ONLY one to have ever gotten them.

And this is not something that you can just toss to the side. This is your main character’s magic. In some settings, where their magic isn’t special, you might actually get away with it tossing it aside. But this was also her goal. She stayed in the Isles specifically to learn to be a witch. She finds a form of magic no one else knows about. It changes how her love interest perceives her when she first demonstrates it to her. It is pitched early on as a genuinely important part of the show.

But, much like how they’d introduce the Wittebane lore like it was important before discarding it in the finale, the show just discards the glyphs besides as a way to make Luz like a badass. And boy is that the most boring use of your main character’s magic, especially when her being a badass doesn’t reflect on her.

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Day 4- Oblivious 101

Pair: Malleus x Idia x Azul

Prompt: different cultures

Notes: :0c OMG no au day

Warnings: :0c none as well?!

Idia guessed that some people have different behaviors towards others. He, as well, makes part out of this category.

But when Azul suddenly put on the board game table dead fish, Idia didn't know how to even react. Malleus, who was there because he got bored at his own club, also seemed taken aback by the apparition of the said dead animals. There were 2 very big fishes, definitely strangled, with their eyes bubbling up and their mouths wide open.

"I caught them myself right before our club meeting!" the latter puffed proudly. "Uhhh... Greeeeaaat..." Idia awkwardly trailed. "Very impressive." Malleus mused, examining the fish from top to bottom. "You like it?" Azul definitely was way too excited than his usual business persona allowed. Idia felt bad to ruin his mood so he only nodded. "Indeed... I appreciate this heartfelt gift..." Malleus hummed with a small smile, definitely more content about the dead fish than Idia was.

Still, the 2 kept the dead fish. Idia even fried it in order to eat. It was a good fish, even if the texture wasn't all that desirable.

Another instance of this odd behavior, was during joint classes. Sometimes, in order to make more time of his day, Vargas would put remedials students along with another 2 classes.

And Azul was usually in the remedials.

That's when Idia started to notice that Malleus wanted to seek attention. Usually he was very quiet, very down to the point, but now? Now he purposely showed off all the cool tricks he knew of, making sure that Idia and Azul would look and bask in his greatness, just like other students.

"Is he... Mocking me?!" Azul puffed as Idia grumbled, sitting down on the grass. "dunno... Glad PE turned into 'looking at Mr Malleus flexing'." Idia breathed.

Still, the odd behaviour only got worse when Malleus seemed to be expecting another reaction from the 2. He didn't forsee that maybe openly mocking more than half of the student body in their flying skills won't result in some being actually bothered by it?

After a week or so, tho, Idia realised, much to his own horror, that the 2 seemed to make some secret alliance and now act odd together around him. More dead animals that he's supposed to eat, more flexing around.

The new one was that, apparently, Idia missed the mark about throwing objects.

He was outside, Ortho next to him since the latter insisted oh so much on getting some fresh air. Still, he was allowed to play some video-games under a tree shade as Ortho was chatting away with the rest of the first years, a few meters next to Idia.

THUNK!

the firehead yelped, catching the attention of everyone else in his vicinity. Next to him, giving a dent in the ground, was a big pot of flowers, plummeted in there. Trembling in fear, Idia looked up, but saw nothing.

This went for the span of as long as the first years talked around, before Jack pointed out the possibility of Idia getting his skull split open by some falling pot. As for a solution, the first years welcomed Idia to stay with them, out of the tree shade, free from any falling pots.

Or so they thought.

"So, ya know... I said Hey~ and she totally blew me o-" THUNK!

Ace was hit square in the face with a pot. Idia was next to him, just as terrified as the rest of the group. "OMG, karma is finally coming for Trappola?! There's good in this world?!" Epel gasped. "Maybe I'll just scoot away from the pot magnet..." Ace groaned, going further from Idia. "Well... I guess you could go to your room, big brother... Until someone else gets clocked by a pot." Ortho exhaled.

It was hard to say who exactly threw pots around, but Idia had a vague idea of the culprit. Or in this case, culprits.

Still, he couldn't confront them. What's he supposed to even say? 'Hey, why do you throw flower pots at me? You want me dead?' is not a very polite response to this situation, but it would be the most appropriate in this situation.

The next day, unfortunately, it was a dormleader meeting. And Ortho insisted, again, that Idia shall attend it in person. And to make sure of it, the robot boy deconected Idia's tablet and locked him outside the dorm until the meeting is finished.

"And so... I believe we should-" Riddle continued his rant as either Azul or Vil would cut through to add some other imput, which also escalated in a rant. A new one was the presence of Malleus, who excitedly listened to anything that was spoken. He stood in between Azul and Idia, as per his insistences, all stoic, with a pleased smug smile on his face, as if the conversation about the sports clubs funds management was a praise session for him. He may not be that implicated into those, but Azul was only interested because Floyd was in the basketball club.

Still, Leona shifted into a nap as Kalim wad the only one troubled by something. At one point, the heir sensed that the conversation was nearing its end and thus he deemed it fit to make an intervention.

"You know... The headmaster said that we, as dorm members, should have some bonding activity... And I don't know... Idia was chased with flower pots yesterday... I don't think that was fun..." The heir trailed. Now all eyes were on Idia, whose hair tips turned a pinkish-purple.

Well, not all, since both Malleus and Azul found the floor to be very interesting at that moment.

"I think we should have something really fun! Oh! What about ice-cream?" Kalim suggested. "A wonderful idea, child of Asim... I believe we can procure it from Sam just as easy, no?" Malleus tilted his head. "But that wouldn't be fun... OH! I know! Let's all draw names! And we go in town and pick ice-cream that we think our name fits best. We bring it here and we mix them around!" Kalim excitedly clapped his hands.

The others looked at him as if he had grown 3 heads. Leona grumbled at that. "That is literally the dumbe-" "It's wonderful!" Malleus matched the excitement of the heir. "Really? You think so?" "I consider it as a beneficial bonding activity! I'm sure everyone would enjoy some ice-cream on this sunny day." Malleus smiled, summoning a few rolled up papers. With a defeated puff, Azul blended his hat to Vil, who mixed together the papers.

Riddle was the first to draw out a paper, reading the name and putting in his pocket without much hassle. Leone didn't even mention the name, groaning as his eyes read it 3 times, just to make sure. Azul seemed content with his luck, while Kalim seemed excited. Vil kept his best act to seem uninterested, while Idia picked his with a tremble as he read the name. Malleus was last and he seemed intrigued by the name itself, before putting it in his pocket.

"Alright! Let's go to town now! Is 2 hours enough for everyone?" Kalim asked. "I think it's more than enough, Kalim..." Riddle reassured, as each left for their own merry ways.

"Shroud..." "EEP!" Idia looked at Malleus, who grabbed him by the hand. Seeing that the firehead stopped, Malleus let go of the hand. "I was wondering... If you would help us find some suitable ice-cream for our names." the fae mused. "Us?" Idia tilted his head.

"Well... He insisted, so if you also accept, it will be us 3... We could finish the task faster that way." Azul mumbled. Idia looked in between the 2.

If he refuses, he'll have to deal with THE Malleus Draconia being upset at him. But if he accepts, he'll have to tag along the 2 to hell knows where for some ice-cream.

Adding the obvious pots murder attempts on these 2's side. Idia feared for his life more than a bad impression now.

"A-alright..." He breathed out, immediately being met with a happy Malleus, Azul exhaling behind the fae. "Well, then... Let's change into something more suitable for outside and go. In 20 minutes at the front gate?" He asked, receiving nodds from the other 2.

Once Idia was at the gate, he had to re-look over his own note: Kalim. Of all people, he had the immense luck of nailing exactly the most extroverted student there is in this school. The good part, Kalim would probably be happy with any flavor assigned to him. Still, this only made Idia's pool of choose wider and therefore harder to take only 1 flavour.

"Ah! Idia! You're here already!" Azul beamed as this time Malleus was trailing after the mer. Unlike Idia's simple hoodie and pants, Azul wore jeans with a turtleneck and a jacket to boot, while Malleus made even his own simple sweater and pants to look elegant. Although, Idia didn't take the fae as someone who had a soft lavender sweater in his wardrobe.

Still, they had to go in the Sage island city.

"Well... Let's go into a supermarket... There are enough flavors to pick from..." Azul mumbled. Idia couldn't even say it better. It would be easy. Just go to the frozen goodies section, pick whatever ice-cram box you want, pay and get out.

But, the walk to it, Idia couldn't help but feel almost squished in between the 2. Maybe it was the heat of the day or his anxiety over-doing it, but he could almost say he was squished like a play-doh piece in some toddler's hand.

The supermarket wasn't far, but damn did Idia feel like it took an eternity. "After you..." Malleus puffed as he reached towards the doors to open them, yet he failed miserably as those were automatic doors. If Idia were to say, the latter's curiousity over some automatic doors was both amusing and cute. But, that only took from their time. "Come on, Malleus... We have to go..." "But the do-" "You'll see them when we get out too..." Azul exhaled as the fae gave in and followed after them.

They didn't take a cart, because 3 boxes of ice-cream weren't that worth it for a whole cart to be dragged around.

But, what Idia came to realise, was that this place was oddly crowded today.

"Is this place used to be full of children of man?" Malleus tilted his head as by him some hurried person passed. "I'm certain this is not the case." Azul exhaled. "unfortunately... The frozen section is further down..." The mer grumbled.

"What are you 2 going to get?" Idia asked. "I am thinking of something red... But not strawberries... I feel like those would be too obvious." Azul exhaled. "I must embody the spirit of modern elegance... So I fully believe a more... Exotic aroma, will fit my demands." Malleus mused. Idia nodded.

"I'll probably pick chocolate chips... I'm sure that fits my name well enough..." He exhaled.

Reaching the said section, it seemed, surprisingly deserted of any people. The containers were almost empty, save for some specific items. "Well... Let's dig up!" Azul exhaled and Malleus summoned a shovel. "Not that kind of digging..." Idia replied, the fae unsummoning the shovel.

Idia saw the lack of cookie flavours, so he darted his attention towards the closest one, plain chocolate. It was full of them, so the firehead wanted one from the bottom. Those usually were less tampered with. Hands pushing away the said containers, Idia saw an odd one sticking out. Grabbing it, it was a different box alltogether.

'Chocolate and chip cookie' was written in big bold letters. Idia grinned from ear to ear. Maybe his luck was rounding up good in the end. Kalim would probably be excited about it.

"well, Idia? Did you find it?" Azul asked as he peered over. "fuhihi! The last cookie ice-cream is yours truly! SSR item acquired!" He cheered, before looking at Azul's ice-cream: pineapple and dragon fruit. On the box itself it showed a bright red ice-cream served by suggestion. "I think... This is perfect for my needs." He mused with a smile.

"I have found my perfect choice!" Malleus declared as he happily skipped over, showing his pick: Passion fruit. Idia had no idea how these 2 found such flavours, but he wasn't going to complain. He got his loot, off he was to pay and get out.

"Oh, dear... Is that the last box of cookie ice-cream?" Idia halted as a sweet voice of a grandma asked, leaning on her crane for support. "I'm afraid yes..." Azul spoke for Idia, who was entirely grateful that he didn't have to go face-to-face and refuse a small and sweet grandma.

She gave a sweet smile. "Ah... Such a shame. My nephew sure would've loved it..." she noted before going towards the other flavors that were still in stock. Idia took it as that and went on his marry way, Azul in front and Malleus behind, ll 3 ready to pay for their soon to be purchase.

"HEY! HE HAS THE LAST COOKIE ICE-CREAM!"

Idia's hair became a bright and jaggedy teal as the said yell from the small grandma alerted the whole store. The other people in there eyed the firehead, who hugged the container and applied a spell to keep it freezing still. "Idia..." Azul mused. "Yes?" "Did you know there's a selective sale today, right?" "A what?" Malleus tilted his head. Azul gulped as he made a few steps back, all 3 bumping into each other.

"It means we have to RUN!" the mer sprinted, grabbing Idia by the hand as Malleus followed close by, yet, by the 2 in the front not being so apt at PE, the greedy mob was reaching them. "This isn't going to work." Malleus mused, grabbing the 2 in his arms and sprinting as much as his legs could carry.

They were told that complex magic is forbidden outside school while they are still studying in there. And, unfortunately, teleporting is cutting right in that category. Still, Malleus looked with a dread at the mob that was racing on those carts to catch them up.

"Wall!" Idia yelled. "Wall?" "WALL!" Azul also yelled.

THUD!

The 3 crashed into a wall. groaning, Idia crawled his way out as Azul preserved the 3 boxes of ice-cream in his hold, re-casting the freezing spell on all 3 at once. "Malleus... Come on!" "I'm fine!" The Fae mused, but immediately he was thrown by a cart crashing into him.

"What is with these people?!" Idia gasped as he got the said discarded cart, Azul putting the boxes inside and also Malleus and himself, while Idia holded onto it, with one leg pushing the cart to roll off as fast as he could, trying to maneuver it in between the isles and to the cashier, where a poor, tired employee was waiting for their shift to end.

SKRRRR!

Stopping with a spin, Idia managed to roll backwards, the cart in front of the cashier as he was next to it. The employee looked at him, then at the angry mob following, before Azul and Malleus handed the boxes to the employee, checking them out.

"53-" "Keep the change, please." Azul said as Malleus gave out the madol bills, Idia pushing the cart out with the 2 still inside and the ice-cream at the octomer.

"We have survived!" The Fae said as he and Azul got out of the cart. "And acquired the ice-cream!" He cheered as the other 2 couldn't help but smile weakly.

"Well... I believe Idia's little hunting instincts were very useful." Azul hummed and Malleus seemed to nod in understanding. "Hold on! Hold on! What are you 2 on about?" Idia tilted his head, absolutely confused. This, also translated to confusion from the other 2.

"You didn't realise? The fish?" "The sitting together?" "the flowers?" "Offering to procure food together?" Idia closed for a second his eyes, trying to think what all these odd things had to do with each other. Then, he looked at Azul and Malleus.

An octopus and a dragon Fae. Both predators by nature.

"Oh..."

Oh!

Idia's once calm and blue hair burst into pink as he looked in another way. "Humans kinda... Court differently, you know? Thought for a hot second that you wanted to kill me with the pots." he whispered the last part.

At that, Azul was the first one to intertwine their hands together. "How about you show us how humans court and we show you how our kind properly courts too... I admit... My first attempts were sloppy at best..." The mer mused. "Lilia advised me that, perhaps, I should approach things much slower than Fae usually do." Malleus took Idia's other hand, the firehead looking in between the 2 with big eyes.

"y-yeah... Let's try it... Slowly..." Idia breathed out.

It turns out, Riddle drew Idia's name out and Kalim got Leona's, who got Azul. Only Vil and Malleus drew each others's names, to which the model presented with a beautiful mint and chocolate cream ice-cream. Riddle brought forth a pineapple ice-cream, saying that it resembles Idia's eye color. Leona picked a lavender one because Azul was a dramatic bastard so, clearly, something flamboyant would fit. Kalim was the most excited by the cookies ice-cream, while he brought for Leona an almond ice-cream. Added with Azul and Malleus's picks, everyone seemed pretty content in the results.

"Oh... Do I see right? The Idia Shroud is showing PDA?" Vil raised a brow with a teasing smirk as Idia realised that he still holded Malleus's hand, while Azul was latched onto his side, enjoying his ice-cream portion. "I-"

"Oh thank sevens! Finally! Kalim and Jade owe me a 15." Riddle breathed out.  "Aww... I lost..." The heir handed to the redhead some madols.

"Wait... WAIT! wait wait!" Azul shook his head. "YOU Betted on us?!" Idia couldn't help but avert eye contact as Malleus found the ice-cream to be his only focus point.

"Well... It was pretty obvious..." Vil noted, nonchalantly taking a scoop of his ice-cream. "Once you piece together the fact of who exactly we are talking about... It makes sense." he added, which only served to rub salt in Idia's metaphorically severe wounds. "Also, Leona... I expect my 20 by this evening, preferably." The model smirked as the lion Beastman grumbled. "And here I betted that the lizard brain was gonna propose." He grumbled.

"You know... He was very close to that..." "Eh?!" Idia looked in disbelief at Azul, then at Malleus. Taking a deep breath, the firehead tried to tame down his rowdy flames. "We are dating! Fine!" He puffed.

"But next time... Please... No more flower pots!"

[inspectorboobzilla]

Name: Fang Skye

Age: 48, but I don't show it.

Do you like to cuddle?: Total cuddlebug!

Can we make-out?: If you feel so inclined.

A night in or dinner out?: Preferably a night in, but dinner out is fine in any other city. I'm supposed to be in prison right now, and I don't think Lewin's even had a trial yet.

Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Ice cream is great, the strawberries themselves can be such a potshoot that hedging bets with a broader chocolate fondue arrangement would feel necessary.

What makes you a good Valentine?: I'm 218cm tall and experienced in giving redheads uppies.

Would you cook for me?: My main hobbies are cooking and baking! I also owned and operated a tavern for 7 years, so mixing drinks is no problem either.

Would you let me cook for you?: As long as it isn't seafood, sure.

@fangoffenrir || valentines application (accepting)

Shura reads through the application once, then again, her brows steadily rising with every new piece of information. By the time she gets to the part about prison, she lets out a sharp laugh and leans back in her chair, rubbing her temples.

"Alright, let’s break this down, Fang Skye—" she gestures vaguely at the paper, grinning like she’s not sure whether to be amused or concerned. "First off, 48 but I don’t show it? Bold flex. You do know I'm only 27 18?" Not that older guys have even been a problem...

Her eyes flick to the next part, and she lets out a slow, exaggerated whistle. "But, uh... ‘Supposed to be in prison’ is definitely a first. You’re dropping that in here like it’s a casual fun fact, and I respect that kind of audacity."

She shakes her head, laughing again. "Tall and a professional ‘redhead uppies’ provider, huh? Yeah, alright, I’ll bite—what’s the going rate for that service? Because if I ever get the urge to be picked up like a goddamn cat, I might have to reconsider this whole thing."

The part about cooking, baking, and running a tavern actually makes her pause, and she gives the paper an appraising nod. "Okay, that part’s legit impressive. Drinks, food, and a guy who won’t poison me if I let him cook? Could be worse. But I gotta ask—" she leans forward, grinning now, "when you say ‘no seafood,’ are we talking a mild allergy, or are we talking ‘bad personal experience where a fish wronged you in a past life’?"

She flicks the paper against the table and smirks. "I dunno, Fang. You seem like a walking risk assessment, but I do like a good story. Maybe I’ll hear you out—assuming you don’t get dragged back to your ‘supposed to be in prison’ situation first.”

[cartoonrival]

Maybe this doesn't count but days ago when you posted abt krbk i remember how i miss kirishima so much and their friendship djdjd they still haunt me, anyway do you have any analysis or though on them or kr? I don't have much except that i love that rock boy he's so darling and sparks joy to me but also i wanna see him mad, and snap and have his patience tested dunno i love how kr is a libra and has his thing with the "earth" element unbreakable quirk and bkg is a taurus with his whole explosions etc idk, im sorry if this got too long

edit after i wrote like 4 paragraphs of this post: this is like 1 mil disjointed thoughts abt kirishima and krbk its not structured at all and most of it is really loosely related. anyways >

first off this slides presentation was like the bible to 15 year old me. please keep in mind its a relic from 2017 or something. the only reason i still even have access to it is because i still use the same gmail lol. if whoever made that ppt found out i was posting about it they'd probably shoot me in the head. so im sorry for that. but its an important piece of history. For Me. it has alllll the staples of anime shipper copium so its a valuable relic.

i'm at a point where im too balls deep in krbk because ive been obsessed w them since i was a freshman in highschool that i have a hard time determining what is and isn't a stretch. i stand by most of the takes i had about bnha when i was younger but i also recognize that a lot of my reads of the characters are colored by whatever i cooked up back then. like how people forget what the source material is like cuz theyre fanon poisoned except instead of fanon its the takes of a single 15 year old who had an ego about doing well in english class. all of this to say that slides copium aside i am really really certain kirishima is gay coded but i can't tell if im saying that because its true or because i've been reading him as gay for almost 6 years.

anyways actual post instead of preface. kirishima is ultimately a tertiary character and he gets increasingly irrelevant as the series goes on which PISSES ME THE HELL OFF cuz he's my special boy. ultimately his plot relevance was almost entirely an immediate result of his closeness to bakugou; the overhaul arc is the first and kind of only major moment he has to stand On His Own (meaning as his own person rather than Bakugou's Best Friend), but even then his relationship with bakugou still plays a decent role. bakugou has been critical to the development of kirishima's self esteem to the point where "stupid strong" is something he thinks about to conjure the strength he needs to survive a hopeless situation.

side note, i really love the overhaul arc its one of my ult faves probably second only to kamino, but i think the anime really dropped the ball SPECIFICALLY HERE and i think about this all the time

^ so a big part of the fight w rappa was that kirishima goes in thinking he;s kinda lame. like that's whats at the core of this arc for kirishima, he thinks his quirk is lame and he thinks he's worse than all his classmates and hes always sort of been a coward when it came down to it and since coming to ua every instance of brashness and bravery has been fully conscious and intentional as he forces himself out of his shell to become who he wants to be. and overhaul is the Moment where that confidence and strength is being put to the test, without his classmates to lean on.

and he LOSES against rappa. its a fucked up matchup and he loses because his quirk is defensive and fatgum's quirk is defensive and rappa's quirk is the perfect opposite. but rappa is still impressed by him and he compliments him and shows fat where he can patch kirishima up. the core of rappa's reaction is that kirishima is a KID. this kid is 15 and he put up a hell of a good fight and i know he's gonna kick ass someday! that day isn't today but that doesn't mean he sucks! and having that dumbass smirk that the anime gave him just dodges that completely compared to the bleeding broken look in the manga. he LOST. he almost DIED because he wasn't strong enough and he is aware of that? he puts on a brave face and isn't entirely disappointed in himself but at the same time he. couldn't. whatever. he got back to the dorms and told mina he still had a long way to go. whatever i don't care.

anwyays ive said it before but i think it really reallyblows that krbk gets not even sidelined but basically forgotten cuz bakugou having like. a comfortable friendship is so wildly important and it's like the major reason he was able to grow enough to get to the point he's eventually at with deku. like most of baku's character development is not a direct result of interactions with deku it's the broadstroke result of interactions with ua as a whole, and kirishima "only person who bakugou views as his equal for no apparent reason other than he's gutsy and fun to be around" eijirou is pretty explicitly the centerpiece of that. he;s the first person to reach out to bakugou and bakugou actually reaches back. like their relationship is something genuinely good and its safe and its happy and with the insane turmoil of (im gonna use bakudeku as a unit term as i am wont to do but yk its platonic) bkdk that's like!! really important to me!!! especially with a story that takes a lot of care to run the casual silly teenager antics parallel to the superhero shit, i find the fact that bakugou has this sort of weird and stupid and embarrassing first crush thing happening w this loud and sweetie pie dude w stupid ass hair to be soooooooooooooo charming and fitting and awesome. it makes the story better! to me!

literally one of my fave faaaave things abt bnha is the care taken to like. make u feel engaged w the supporting cast and like reminding u that theyre individual people with personalities and likes and dislikes and relationships with each other and close friends and whatever. the fucking!!! room tours literally just to show everyone's decoration tastes and cute little interactions between characters and hearing their opinions on each other and stuff!! kaminari plays with ojirous tail during class! kirishima wears a bandana around his head at the end of the day because the hairspray doesn't hold as well and his hair starts flopping! the teachers do karaoke and ectoplasm can make more clones after a few drinks! and because that whole backdrop is built up with so much care, the idea that yes they are risking their lives and the world is falling apart, they're also still HIGH SCHOOLERS and they are still acting like it. so bkaugou's relationships outside of deku are reaaaally important to me because like. yes bkdk is the relationship the story is built around but the gradual building of relationships with his classmates is also important, relationships that are normal and relaxed and built on something other than 15 years of ego and competition and jealousy and admiration and hate and ego again. yk??????

^this is kind of why making a bnha comic has been appealing to me lately i just think their stupid antics are soooo cute and the fact that the story directly gives attention to that aspect of their lives is rly valuable to me ..... anyways Kirishima is a hero who is popular amongst men -_- This keeps me going

[fierceawakening]

Went back to the doctor whose labs first convinced me to change my eating habits. (I wasn’t able to for insurance reasons at mt last job.) We had a brief conversation about weight loss, what I should eat (Less carbs, less sugar, less salt, but not NONE of any), etc. I’d previously written those conversations off as fatphobic, but this time I listened more and I didn’t get that impression. It was much more just “if you stay consistent, you probably won’t need meds for these things, but if you go back to your old habits, these things will very likely get worse again and you’ll need meds. It’s especially important as you’re aging, which makes bodies do weird things.”

I def8nitely got the impression she wanted me to maintain current weight or even ideally lose some to go back to where I was, but “I hate fat people” or “it’s impossible to be fat and healthy “ didn’t seem like why. “High blood pressure and diabetes run in your family, those are not fun, and your results suggest it could happen to you if you’re not somewhat vigilant” seemed like why.

I dunno. I have zero doubt in my mind that some doctors just go “fat bad, am done think.” I absolutely believe that is a thing.

I just. I dunno. I worry about absolutist language.

Maybe “here’s how to tell if your doctor is on autopilot or thoughtfully responding to your actual labs?”

[loregoddess]

finished the final map for Unicorn Overlord (well, not the final final Lv. 45 map in the epilogue section but ah, it's late so I'll do that tomorrow)

the ending was so good, and the final battle sequence was so cool, probably one of the coolest final boss sequences for an srpg that I've yet played (it's hard to get srpg final bosses on the same level of coolness as can be found in jrpg final bosses or just, final boss fights for most other genres of game in general)

Absolutely astonished by how much I loved this game. At first it was a bit baffling that a few people saw the game trailer and came to me like "Hey, this looks like a You game", enough so that I did actually go pick up the game bc I kept hearing good things about it, and then it was a bit embarrassing that not even fifteen minutes in I was like "Ah shit, this is exactly my sort of game" bc I really am just that predictable, but honestly? UO went above and beyond even those first impressions.

Like yes, this is one of the most "things I love in a narrative, and super fun game mechanics that I adore" my type of games I've ever played, but it's also genuinely so well-crafted and fun, and so much more than I imagined it would be from my initial impressions. Absolutely excellent game, excellent gameplay, excellent narrative, excellent characters (maracas are no longer enough, I need to stick these characters in a centrifuge). Can't wait to finish up the epilogue and see the final-final conclusion to everything.

some more thoughts under the cut bc spoilers

as part of my revised attack plan, I had spent a few hours grinding aux battles for gold so I could buy a shitton of healing/revival supplies which I then.......did not use at all. Didn't use a single item, except I think a strengthening serum once, during any phase of the final map.

Apparently? being a couple of levels higher due to those gold-seeking aux battles and rearranging Alain's unit for peak damage output and debuff negation (instead of balanced defense/offense like I had it all game) was enough that when I went to fight Galerius I was uh....able to finish his battle in one go, while only losing like, 20 hp for the entire unit. The same was true for Batlro during the third phase, the unit I had arranged for Galerius was able to one-shot Baltro and his six-party unit in one battle (but damn his special spell had such a cool attack animation).

So alas, I spent all this money and hunted down so many curative items.....for nothing (although maybe not, I have no idea what awaits me in that epilogue map battle).

I had actually seen a spoiler out of context so I knew about Illenia, but it's still really cool that she was alive like, that entirely upends the "dead parent" trope in a really weird way, and given how Not Okay Alain was about missing his mom, it's like, well this is nice actually. Probably a bit awkward, there is a lot of baggage to unpack, but nice. Glad she did not suffer the dead parent fate to its fullest potential.

(Also knew about the two endings beforehand, which was good bc I would have had a minor crisis if I had seen that decision w/out spoiler knowledge, bc until this point choosing the "1" option was always the best outcome, for the entire game except this one decision, where the "1" option actually leads to the bad end and also sounds a bit worse than the "2" option; but yeah I would have been pausing the game and running off to search for a guide if I had gone in entirely blind).

I ended up choosing Scarlett for the rite bc it seemed to fit the story beats the best (my temptation to go for Lex bc he also fit the story beats in a weird way aside), although seeing Scarlett foist the pontifex role onto Sanatio was kinda funny (sure, give the role to this guy who's so guilt-ridden he makes Renault's not-great coping w/ guilt look okay, and not I dunno, Nigel, the guy who was running things for a bit; I unsurprisingly love Sanatio so I say this all in good humor of course bc that was the wildest outcome honestly).

I wasn't unhappy w/ the Scarlett ending though, although now I'm curious about all of Alain's other paired endings since he can marry (or uh, become life partners with) basically every single character including characters he only has one rapport convo w/, which I was not expecting but which is super funny (everyone's a little in love w/ Alain, whether romantically, platonically, or in a familial way).

Gotta say I was not expecting Gilbert to marry Virginia though, that ending card hit me out of left field bc I would have sworn, based on the RCs, that he would have married Leah in absence a paired ending w/ Alain, but eh. All the other endings were either what I was expecting, or if they weren't, something really neat that still fit the character (Hilda becoming an apothecary was not on my bingo card, but damn does it actually fit her so well; thought Clive and Monica might hook back up, but it's cool that they each go on to rule their respective domains each in their own way while still remaining close friends). Really enjoyed all the character endings actually. Totally forgot the coliseum was a thing so I uh, never picked up Amalia, so I dunno what her deal is, but I'm sure I'd like her just as much as I do all the other characters.

Honestly really loved the entire story and all the characters. I'm surprised how well-balanced the narrative feels, since in my experience with other large-cast srpgs, there's usually a bit of narrative imbalance (minor characters only get minor character arcs or minimal extra writing, sometimes worldbuilding gets out of hand and details get lost, etc.), but everything about UO feels like it ties together really nicely, there weren't any loose ends or glaring ???s I had about anything regarding either the main storyline, the lore and worldbuilding, or even the side-stories and character arcs for the playable characters who weren't part of the main cast. (Although I do definitely want to review some of the exposition stuff from the endgame, bc hot damn that was interesting and tied into the story well, but it was a lot, and I'm still not over the nuclear unicorn).

(Okay there were some questions I had but they're uh, useless questions like, "Do angels have hollow bones and larger lungs to be able to fly so high?" or "How the fresh hell does bestral anatomy work?" or "Why are there human NPCs who are very open about wanting to hook up w/ the elves, but none who want to hook up with the bestrals or angels? bc I KNOW there would be humans who would want to" and not like, questions relevant to the main narrative).

Even when things were more hinted at then outright stated (i.e. Lex being in everyone's business bc he shows up as a guest in so many random RCs that are not his own), it felt organic in a "yeah well, they're all part of the same army so makes sense they'd show up in each other's RCs even if they're not directly involved" way. Even the late-game recruits who have the fewest RCs feel well-written and fleshed out.

And honestly, what a cast of characters. Usually w/ larger character casts I end up kinda indifferent towards like, 25-50% of the characters, but the UO cast gets the writing right in just such a way that I surprised myself by enjoying basically every single playable character in some way or another, and all the non-playable ones as well (the villains, despite starting off seeming generic, ended up being really cool from a narrative perspective, and I love that Baltro is the actual final boss bc like, he should be! fucked up scientist-mages doing unethical experiments are untapped potential for final bosses).

Loved the game so much, will be thinking about it for a long while yet I'm sure.

[chidoroki]

182 Days of TPN - Day 92

Chapter 92: “Fire Away”

I love how everyone is genuinely impressed (and maybe a bit scared) by Adam’s strength. Also, I know this may not be the best time to wonder about this with all the chaos of the battle going on, but did Emma or Ray never actually hear him mutter Norman’s number? Even when back at the shelter? Granted, the duo were out searching for the Seven Walls majority of the time, but still. Not even one of the other GF kids managed to catch him saying the number out loud? Eh whatever, I dunno why this thought is suddenly coming to me now of all times.

Who is the real beast here, the demon flying through the air or the young mad lad who managed to punch him all the way up there? The kids are totally speechless and ya can’t blame them. Seeing Leuvis get tossed around like a rag doll is quite the sight.

Even Leuvis is overwhelmed by Adam. Poor Palvus could’ve easily avoided this flight if the little guy just let go. Kinda funny how Violet had no idea where Adam came from or when he appeared at GP yet Leuvis figured it in just a couple minutes. Yeah Violet doesn’t know about Lambda (at least I don’t think Emma shared that specific info from the pen with everyone else yet, instead focusing on the battle preparations) but Leuvis can barely see with his blurry vision and that was enough for him to piece it together somehow. Hell, it might not even be due to Adam’s crazy strength or the Lambd mark on his chest, but the fact he’s muttering Norman’s number? And perhaps Leuvis think this is Norman instead? I dunno, I’m having many odd, pointless thoughts so far.. ain’t that fun.

Leuvis must’ve ate a cat at some point since he still managed to land on his feet after taking countless shots midair.

You know it’s a problem when you find the villains relatable.

Ah, here’s the panel of Ray reloading. And Leuvis saying “my dear” is definitely something I don’t remember?? Oh my, this dude could be such a gentleman in literally any other kind of scenario ahhaha.

A fair attempt I suppose but y’all already know how much he is relying on sound now ever since the first flash bomb! That’s how Leuvis managed to take out Pepe! Even Palvus learned from the first mistake and is shielding his own eyes!

Yuugo’s jaw-dropping shot causing some damage outside the panel.

Leuvis is so darn clever bro. All he’s doing is dodging to buy some time before his sight and wounds regenerate and yet he’s still causing the kids to slip up and remain cautious.

How he can still manage to send Adam flying into the building with so much force when he can barely see and with his arm completely busted?? Leuvis is incredible and I really should’ve kept this psycho in my top ten like I originally planned.

Favorite panel/moment:

Okay, all things considered with how beat up Leuvis currently is, it’s insane that he moved fast enough and dealt such a fatal strike to his prime target. On the flip side however, this hurts SO MUCH! AAHH our poor girl!! I was beyond speechless upon reaching this moment for the first time because I had literally no idea how Emma could recover from this. To make matters worse, I distinctly remember when I read these past few chapters one morning and said to myself, “eh, I’ll read one more before I start work,” and lo and behold, this just so happened to be the moment I had to leave off on! Probably the worst kind of cliffhanger.. I was filled with anxiety and my mind was literally racing all day until my lunch break where I could finally see if this precious girl was gonna be okay.

As terrifying and worrisome as this moment is, it’s still one I was looking forward to the most had season two been animated correctly. The shock value alone of seeing the main character be impaled would’ve definitely made all viewers, whether mange reader or anime-only, freak out (myself included. especially if they blasted her “63194” theme here!) Also, would’ve loved to hear all the panic in Ray’s scream.

[allroundher]

@tartt9 asked: "It weren't that I were trying to be a prick, not at first," Jamie explains, raising his protein shake to his mouth as he walks into the club alongside Penny, leading her towards the women's dressing room to drop her off for the day's training. "It's just that… y'know, before Pep, things at City were different. And… I mean - y'know." Jamie is very fucking bad at talking about this. "He's Tommy Braithwaite's grandkid, so he had some authority. And him, and De Villardi, and… fucking… everybody but Paddy, I guess, they might've been intimidated by me 'cause of how good I were. Even as a junior. So. They made m'life shit, and I weren't gonna let them get away with makin' m'life shit without bein' a little bit of a prick in return."

ㅤJamie doesn't have to explain it perfectly. Penny's spent her whole life with Tom and she knows how he gets when you put him around the right people. Granddad, wanker teammates, anyone he wants to impress. You kind of have to be impressive, after all, when you're Tommy Braithwaite's grandkid. Though, honestly, Tom could do to be a little more normal about it.

ㅤHow he can be the guy who made such a fuss about her first ever goal in the big leagues and who once told her she'd be better off coaching some boys' team because she'd never get anywhere trying to play professionally is beyond her. But people are weird, so maybe she shouldn't be surprised that there was more to Jamie's a prick than Tom first told her.

ㅤ“ I'm sorry he was shit to you. ” She says this earnestly, looking his way for a few moments as they make their way inside. It's stupid, how Tom gets. She loves him but... Christ. Why can't he just be the goofy, decent idiot she knows he is when nobody's looking? It'd save them all some bother. “ They all sound like massive pricks, actually. ” And she flashes him a smile. “ Except Paddy, obviously. ”

ㅤPenny sighs, then, just a small thing, and crosses her arms over her chest.

ㅤ“ Tom's just, like... He's great, right, and then he's not. Think it depends who's listening. Dunno if that makes it better or worse, though, like. But I'd be a right hypocrite if I gave you shit for giving back at him for it, you know? ”

[frisiunia]

Valentine's Special

So, as the title says it's special on St. Valentine's day. I'll just tell ya about my top 3 favorite ships in Undertale, judge them and tell something about this ship but in Undermourning. I already made post about relationships but it's something different.

Anyway, I had this post prepared on the former year but I didn't wrote it in time so... here you have it now.

Undyne x Alphys

So this ship at start has two things that make me like this. First, It's ship with my favorite character from Undertale, Undyne. Second, it's ship of two girls. Honestly, lesbian ships are my favorite. Gender is not everything in ship, but it gives some extra points at start. I just dunno, I enjoy seeing to girls in love with each other.

I like this ship dynamic. Undyne is daring and lively while Alphys is shy liar with lack of self-confident. Both has strong feelings for each other. Alphys was lying to Undyne because she wanted to impress her, while what Undyne really like about Alphys is her passion (that's exactly what she said). + I love this scene when we're rolepaying with Alphys and Undyne just come in the best moment XD

I really like this ship. It was my most favorite ship from Undertale. I still love it! Maybe not that much but still. The fact that Alphys was lying to Undyne to impress her and couldn't get closer to her in result was adding my favourite thing - drama.

About Undermourning... Before Alphys' accident, Alphys and Undyne were a couple. They became lovers when Alphys became more self-confident. They spent a lot of time and probably that is why Undyne feels lack of something. Of course, she can't remember Alphys but Undyne can tell she misses something. It's frustrating for her. When she does something connected to Alphys she feels like she was near, but when she finishes doing that, she feels the lack of something even worse. And Undyne can't even date with anyone. If she would, she would feel like she betrays someone.

Sans x Toriel

So, their relationship in Undertale, it's friendship. But it's kinda funny that before meeting at True Pacifist Route they didn't even know each other name. They were just telling bad puns. That's all. But I like vision of Sans and Toriel as laid-back couple. I mean, they are going on dates and act romantic but there always are jokes and making fun, looking more like a couple of friends than lovers. It's not canon so we can't know how would it look like but I really believe it would look like what I've said. I love this vision :) + Toriel is my second favorite character

About Undermourning... "door-friends". That's all. If ya don't understand... here.

Chara x Asriel

I say that I see Chara and Asriel relationship in many ways. Sometimes as sibling, friendship, couple. I like every of them but as a romantic ship I can call it my favorite ship from Undertale. I want to tell I usually see Chara as a girl (a little outdated info now). Though I like to show Chara in a lot of ways because it's very universal character.

And well... incest. It may be quite controversial opinion but hey! It is not incest! Asriel never calls Chara sibling, only best friend. Asgore doesn't even call Chara their child! The fact that Chara was treated like their child/sibling was just observation of other monsters.

I see them as sibling sometime, sometime I see them as best friend and sometimes as couple. Just depends on what I want currently. But in canon they aren't confirmed to be sibling to each other.

And about Undermourning, this ship is impossible. :') But okay, if they would survive maybe they would develop some feelings but in my AU they actually see each other as sibblings. + Their sexual orientation is unkown for them and for me aswell :'> Too little time to uncover it.

[sapphic-courtship-for-dummies]

I'm so down bad for uhh lets call them Mx. L, they're the president of the sga at my college and I've gotten to know them a little bit over this semester. I'm always jumping to help with club stuff like bringing down/ putting away meeting supplies and things of that nature just so I can spend a little extra time with them. The thing, the thing is, right now there's a 3 week gap between meetings (spring break + every other week meeting schedule) and its going to kill me. I honestly miss seeing them, and I want to text them and I dunno, see if they wanna get lunch or just fuck around in our town. But I still don't know them that well and I've never texted them before and they are so far above my league its completely insane. I don't want to say they're perfect, cause no one is, but damn they're close. They're so much better than me and it just paralyzes me every time I get close to texting them cause ya'know why the fuck would they want to talk to me? I'm literally a nobody compared to them, they deserve so much more, far far better than me. But that hurts so much cause I like them so much. My friends have been encouraging me to text them and start things but I just feel like I can't. Rant aside, any advice for a love sick fool?

Oh honey,

I do have some advice for you actually, and it's this:

Listen to your friends.

This rant just breaks my heart, because I know what it feels like to just be so incredibly insecure and believe that you're lesser than someone because you've put them on a pedestal. You've idealized them and probably made them out to seem like something perfect when they're not. The only reason you think of yourself so poorly and them so highly is because you can see your flaws, and maybe that's all you can focus on. But I promise you, that once you get to know them for real, you will get to know their imperfections as well.

No one is perfect, they are no exception. No one is "literally a nobody," you are no exception. No one is better or worse than anyone else! Everyone is a mishmash of wonders and mistakes, of good and bad and ugly. And the sooner you realize that everyone is on the same playing field as you, the sooner you take them down off of that pedestal and climb your way up out of that ditch you've put yourself in: the sooner you can meet them face to face, eye to eye. Because everyone, no matter how flawed, or broken, or undeserving you think you are, is worthy of love and being loved! Just because you may not be able to see your own value, your own worth, does not mean it's not there. Your friends seem to be able to see it. Your friends believe in you. And I do too.

You will never know happiness unless you take the chance to let it in. And for that you need to take that first step. Believe in yourself. Be brave. Send that text. The worst they can say is no. And even if you do get rejected, 1) your value is not dependent on anyone else or anyone else's opinion of you, and 2) at least you tried! you put yourself out there! you took a chance! And that in itself is something to be proud of.

We're all love sick fools in the end, my friend. We've all stumbled over our words trying to impress someone, or smacked ourselves in the face with our locker door when trying to open it (or is that just me?), or tried to block our most embarrassing moments from our memory. So the next time you're worried that you're not as cool as somebody else, remember that even Beyoncé farts. It's cringe, but it's the truth! And isn't it better to fall in love with the ugly, messy, wonderfully authentic truth than some unattainable dream? I think it is.

So go get 'em! What are you waiting for? Permission? Only you can grant yourself that. Only you can take your own fate into your hands. I trust that they're good hands to be in, and I trust that in time, you'll believe that too.

Sincerely,

Your biggest cheerleader,

Sappho 💓