#ah yes color theory i know how to do that

[jaekaicx]

hey hey look its the eye sword thing

[duchezss]

I recently finished reading all the Lockwood & Co books, and my god they were good, but it got me thinking. If the show continued, like it deserved too, would Holly and Kipps have gotten a signature color the same way the trio did? If so what would they be? Well I was looking at twitter and I saw that most people agree that Holly's color would be yellow, and Kipps' would be white, and I'll be honest I disagree so badly I'm about to write an essay. It's funny because I distinctly remember finishing the books and thinking, "ah watch everyone put their colors as yellow and white cause it's easy". LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER. Y'all just don't get color theory OR the characters the way I do so listen up.

Holly is many things. She's positive, and compassionate, and kind, but she is so much more than that. She's not just a "yellow", yes maybe she is the sunshine of the group, but honestly? Not really, and that's ok. She's fierce and sometimes she has a short temper, she pretends to let everything slide off her shoulder, when really she's just keeping it inside. That's why her and Lucy are constantly budding heads in the beginning of their friendship, they are so similar. I think her color should be red. She's constantly described as wearing it, and I think it really fits her. Red represents passion, energy, confidence, and excitement to name a few. Holly is always described as having a presence, and her energy and enthusiasm comes off her in waves. Red is usually described as the color of love, and I still think that fits. She has such love for the entire crew, and it's so clear she would go to the ends of the earth for them. I also think this would blend in with the others very well. Despite it not actually being blue's real opposite, blue and red are often seen as polar opposites, which really fits for Lucy and Holly's dynamic. It also works because red and orange are both warm colors and George and Holly have always gotten along. They are similar in their methodical and sometimes odd ways of life. I also think it's fun cause Skully's color is green, and green are red are direct color wheel opposites. I'm pretty sure he hates her the most, but Kipps is also competing hard for that title. And lastly black is kinda the color in between, now more on that in a second.

I see what twitter was going for, Lucy and George are blue and orange, direct color wheel opposites, because they are quite literally direct opposites. So it makes sense for Kipps to be white since he's the direct opposite of Lockwood? LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER AGAIN. Tell me y'all didn't understand their dynamic without telling me. Lockwood and Kipps didn't get along cause they were so different, they butted heads so hard because of how similar they are. It's exactly what happened with Lucy and Holly. Plus white represents a lot of things that are definitely not Kipps. My proposed color for him is purple, I know that's a little odd, but walk with me. Although it's never explicitly stated, one can assume that Kipps was an absolute prodigy when he had his talents. I only bring this up, because purple often represents royalty and luxury, and he practically became a fallen king when he lost the only thing he was ever good at it. But purple is much more than that, it also represents bravery, uniqueness. ambition, and justice. I think Kipps' original color is grey, and not just because of the uniform. Grey represents seriousness, sadness, and boredom. That's how Kipps was before, but when he remeets the crew during book 3 and 4, we begin to see the shift. The group helps him gain his ambition back, and with all of their love and support we even begin to see how brave he really is. He has a unique way of going through life, and even when all the odds are stacked against them, he still seeks justice. Purple fits with the general color scheme as well. It's very close to black, which represents how similar him and Lockwood are, and it's also a cooler color like blue. Kipps and Lucy certainly got along the easiest out of the crew.

Overall it just makes sense. George and Holly are the warmer colors, Lucy and Kipps the cooler, and Lockwood as the mediator between them. I feel like red might be a little hard to incorporate without being overpowering, and I know that purple isn't a super masculine color, but hell if those costume designer made full orange outfits look good they can literally do anything. Anyways I know this isn't that important, but ugh I love color theory so much, and I love how much thought the costume designers put in the first time. I feel like having Holly and Kipps color being yellow and white is just a cheap easy shot, and doesn't take into account the characters and their growth enough. I rest my case.

[babyouran]

The Grade School Host is the Naughty Type! - a young boy joins the host club in hopes of learning from the masters to impress a special lady. yet they aren’t ready for all the effort it takes to train such a rowdy young man.

pairing - fem! reader x host club

apart of - ouran add-in

The theme for this special day was Arabian as their clothes were flowing in gorgeous colors with prized possessions, in gold, filtered about the room. When the boy in a green uniform finally opened the door, he was shocked at what he was witnessing, the image seeming like something not from their country but a foreign one. He tripped over himself and stared up at the members in astonishment. 

"Welcome to the Ouran Host Club," The club announced, all seated by each other with ripe, delicious fruits peeked in between and extravagant furniture. 

"Oh it's just a kid," Hikaru noticed.

"Not only that, it's just a boy," Kaoru added, clearly the two disappointed. 

"What's wrong little boy? Did you come to my palace in search of something?" Tamaki stuck out his hand with a golden ring and red gem resting in his palm.

"Uh, are you the king of this place?" The boy wondered, standing up from the ground.

"Come closer, lost one," Tamaki motioned for him to come over. "What was it you just called me?"

"The king."

"Ah, the King! Yes, I'm the king of the Ouran Host Club! Long live the host king."

"Oh no," Y/n whispered, looking at Tamaki who practically had stars in his eyes. He was standing up from his throne proudly, standing tall to pretend as if he were on a balcony surveying his kingdom. 

"I'm an elementary fifth year, Takaoji Shiro," He introduced. "I want the Host Club King to take me on as an apprentice!"

Due to a successful flattering, soon enough the elementary school student was taken on as a co-host and offered the opportunity to watch Tamaki in action. 

"Oh my, Tamaki, you have an apprentice?" A black-haired female wondered, sitting beside him.

"Yes, he's still in elementary school but I like the fire in his eyes.”

"But are you sure it's okay for such a young boy to become a host?"

"Why wouldn't it be? Love has nothing to do with age," Tamaki spoke, gently caressing her chin. "Take us for instance, whenever I look at you my heart starts pounding. Suddenly I feel no different than a lovesick little boy."

"Oh-oh Tamaki," The girl stuttered.

"Isn't it a little strange how Shiro-kun is just watching?" Y/n wondered, turning towards Haruhi and Kyoya who were also witnessing the whole scene go down. Shiro was in between Tamaki and his guest, face a little too close up to where Tamaki was touching her face. 

"There is a theory that people are considered more beautiful the closer they are viewed. Tamaki seems to live by that theory," Kyoya told them. Y/n nodded in understanding and walked up closer to Kyoya. She put her face near his, their noses almost touching, before pulling away and sitting back down beside Haruhi. 

He felt his cheeks warm up, "Well, ahem, let's leave them alone," He muttered, moving further away from where Y/n was now sitting.

"You naughty girl, you've drawn me to the forbidden fruit. Dearest you're the mermaid who's brought light into my lonely sea. My mermaid princess," Tamaki flirted.

"I remind you of a mermaid?" The girl asked.

"You look more like the carp that swims in my pond at home," The younger boy insulted. "I'd never give false compliments like that!"

"Carp?"

"Don't listen to him, he's just a kid, you know how kids are. They can't help but be honest," Tamaki tried to reassure her.

"Honest?"

"But that's just his opinion! I wouldn't say you look like a carp, and even if you did look like a carp you'd be the most beautiful carp of them all!" Tamaki spoke frantically.

"So I am a carp!"

"Uh, no that-that's not what I meant," Tamaki stuttered.

"Tamaki you're an idiot!" She cried, running out of the room embarrassed and ashamed.

"No wait! Mermaid princess!"

"Man, what a crybaby," Shiro commented, crossing his legs and arms in disappointment. 

"So how's it going boss, that's an adorable little apprentice you've got there," Hikaru laughed.

"Hikaru, do you wish you had a little brother like Shiro?" Kaoru questioned.

"Don't be silly, I could search the globe and I'd never find a better brother than you, Kaoru," Hikaru expressed, taking his brother into his arms for a tight hug.

"Uh, Hikaru."

"Look! They're doing it! It's forbidden brotherly love," Two girls cooed.

"They're homos! And they're brothers! That makes this totally insectuous!" The boy yelled.

"I think what you mean to say was incestuous," Tamaki corrected.

"Hey Shiro-chan! Want to have a piece of cake with me?" Honey wondered, jumping onto the younger boy's back. "We've got three kinds, chocolate, strawberry, and lime."

"Hey! Back off, what grade are you in any way?” Shiro shook his back in an attempt to get Honey off of him. “Why are you wearing a High school uniform?" Shiro asked staring at Honey with a disgusted face. In response, Honey's eyes started to bubble with tears.

"Something is wrong? Mitsukuni?" Mori queried.

"Honey-senpai, are you alright?" Y/n questioned, walking over to the boy. "I'd love to have cake with you, we can talk while you eat," Y/n nodded, letting the boy grab her hand.

"That's not fair! A little kid like you isn't supposed to have a cool older friend and a hot girl like her!" Shiro complained, walking backward in annoyance until he was stopped due to bumping into Haruhi.

"Are you alright? I know it's kinda hard to get used to all the weirdos around here, besides Y/n. She's very kind," Haruhi looked up at Y/n who was now showing a book to Mori. "It took me a while to get adjusted to all the craziness, so don't freak out. I'm sure you'll get used to it," She tried to reassure him.

"Do you need help with that tea, Haruhi-chan?" Y/n inquired, walking over and grabbing some of the cups.

"Bend down," The elementary boy gestured for Y/n to come down to his height. "What's with the mask?" He moved his hand to hover over her mouth, about to try and snatch the fabric to see what was underneath.

"Okay that's enough," Tamaki grabbed Shrio from the back of his jacket, pulling him away. "Shiro, why don't you take care of the tea set?"

"Y/n, you're looking very nice today," Hikaru commented, patting her head.

"Just give the set to the boy and let him do his training," Kaoru mentioned.

"Okay, just be careful, it's kind of heavy," Y/n told him, handing him the tray that Haruhi was once holding. Shiro quickly dropped it, the glass silverware and cups shattering all over the floor.

"It's not my fault I dropped it, it's her fault because she gave it to you, causing you to give it to me," Shiro said, pointing to Haruhi.

"Wait what?" Haruhi’s eyes went wide, shaking her head and raising her voice at the young boy's accusations.

"Excuse me?" Y/n asked, her opinion on the boy changing vastly. It was clear he was not a well-behaved child, speaking his mind in cases where he should be holding back. 

"That's another one hundred thousand yen Haruhi," Kyoya added.

"What?" She fumed.

"Have that mask girl do it, don't girls love doing that? I'm not here to carry tea sets, I'm here to learn how to make women happy!" He snarled. 

"Repeat that?" Y/n walked over by him, getting pulled back a bit by the twins.

"You won't get anywhere with that attitude. And I am not going to let you disrespect Y/n. So, put this brat in isolation!" Tamaki declared, pointing his finger at the boy.

"You got it, boss!" The twins popped up, fingers in the air, and soon enough a cage was lowered down, trapping Shrio.

"What's going on here?! Why'd you put me in a cage all of a sudden?!" Shiro thundered.

"I don't know if we can do this," Y/n muttered.

"Where did it come from? This is supposed to be a music room, right?" Haruhi's sweat dropped.

"This is no way to treat your loyal apprentice! Now let me out of this cage!" Shiro thudded on the bars. He tried to reach a hand through to reach something or someone, even though nothing was near his grip. 

"Not until you've learned your lesson," Tamaki told him, sipping some tea. "I made you my apprentice because I thought you were serious about becoming a host, but I guess I was wrong."

"I am serious. Totally serious," He argued, not jumping around in the cage as much as he once was.

"Are we going to let him out soon, if word gets out we keep people in cages, our family businesses will be in trouble," Y/n mentioned, looking around to see if anyone else would do something. With no one making the move she just sighed to herself and went over to the couch to read a novel. 

"I want you to teach me how to make a woman happy!" He exclaimed. "I'm going to run out of time. Please, won't you teach me? You're a host because you like girls, you like bringing a smile to a girl's face. That's why you do it, right? Please won't you teach me how to be like you?" Shiro begged. "You're a genius at it, you're the king!"

"Well, you may be a brat, but I admire your desire to become a host, so I'll teach you!" Tamaki decided. "You know Shiro, you and I are so much alike.”

"Here we go," Y/n looked up from her book to see the gleaming Tamaki, his pridefulness returned.

"Then you'll help me become a host that can make any woman happy?" Shiro grinned.

"Of course, making women happy is the sole purpose of being a host," Tamaki explained. "If this is what you really want Shiro, then you'll have to figure out how to use the material you already have.”

"What does that mean?"

"You see, here at the Ouran Host Club, our policy is to use our individual personality traits to meet the needs of our guests," Kyoya began. "For example, there's Tamaki, who is the princely type, strong silent type, boy lolita type, little devil type, cool type, and natural type," Kyoya showed, lastly pointing to Haruhi. "Now we are complete with Y/n, the special, caring type," He finished, the group now standing next to each other.

"Special, caring?" Y/n repeated

"It would seem that right now we have a perfect blend of characteristics, so it's going to be difficult to find a new type for Shiro," Kyoya confessed.

"If you go by his age, he should be the boy Lolita type."

"But Honey-senpai already has that covered," Kaoru told his brother.

"Is he going to replace me?" Honey worried.

"He's more like a tsundere type," Y/n mentioned, moving over by Haruhi.

"Oh, come on, is that all you got?" A voice wondered, soon motor noises were heard and Renge, once again, appeared from the ground.

"What's up with this place, it's supposed to be a music room," Haruhi voiced to Y/n, Y/n just shaking her head.

"Not all rich people's buildings are like this," Y/n commented. "Though at my house, we have a fish tank that comes out of the ground."

"Sorry to interrupt gentleman, but what's with the lackluster character analysis? I must say I'm quite disappointed, I thought I taught you better," She expressed.

"Alright Miss manager, how would you work Shiro into our collection of characters?" Tamaki queried. “He can't be the boy Lolita because Honey's already got that covered."

"You just don't get it, do you? Now listen up, there are plenty of girls out there who have a thing for younger boys or boys with baby faces," Renge told the group. "These girls would be considered Shota fans. Now, Shota can be a fairly broad category so it's important to know that the genre can be broken down into many different smaller sub-categories," She pointed.

"For example, shota fans with an interest in Lolita boys would favor a boy like Haninozuka-senpai," Renge told the boys, most of them listening carefully, Kyoya taking notes and Y/n peaking over to look at his notes. "But this little boy is different. If I had to pick a character for him... Yes! He'd be the naughty boy type without a doubt,"

"So tsundere?" Y/n voiced, looking at her friend who was currently trying to stifle a laugh.

"The naughty type?" Shiro repeated, someone blowing a whistle.

"Now to play up the naughty type, you should wear shorts," Renge bent down, noticing that he was wearing shorts, and she blew the whistle again. "You've got to have bumps and bruises, give him some scars!" She encouraged the twins who were putting bandages and drawing marks on Shiro.

"I don't think that Shiro needs to"

"Run like a spoiled child! Make it reckless!" Renge demanded. "Now I want you to trip and make it big!" Shiro ran and tripped on a rope, landing harshly. "Are you okay little boy? Now give them your catchphrase!"

"No big deal, it was nothing," He responded proudly.

"That was perfect! Absolutely perfect Shiro!" Renge beamed.

"That was outstanding," Tamaki clapped. "I never knew you were such a great coach, Renge."

"I've had enough of you people," Shiro yelled, gaining the attention of everyone. "This is so stupid, none of this is ever gonna help me make her happy.”

"Her?" Y/n pondered, watching the boy run away.

"Wait, Shiro! We haven't taught you how to apply the techniques you've learned yet," Tamaki called out to him.

"I swear younger boys are good for nothing. I went to all that trouble to coach him and he quits," Renge complained, disappearing back into the ground.

"I can't believe he ditched us just because he didn't like the lesson, what a selfish little brat," Tamaki ranted, clearly annoyed at losing his apprentice.

"I don't think he wanted us to assign him a personality. He had said 'she', he wants to impress a specific girl." Y/n tried to reason with the upset Tamaki. 

"Also, didn't you hear him mention that he was going to run out of time," Haruhi added. "What could that mean?"

Soon enough the club came up with a plan. They knew that the young boy needed some help and they were going to be the ones to do it, after all, he needed help impressing a girl and that was the club's specialty. Their genius plan was to send in Y/n and Honey as students at the elementary school in hopes of finding out more about Shiro and the mystery lady.

"I don't get why I'm a part of this," Y/n whispered, pouting underneath her mask.

"It will be okay N/n-chan. It was so easy to sneak in," Honey reassured her, wearing an elementary school uniform himself. "And wearing this uniform, I look like I'm in elementary school."

"Yeah I agree, I get why they wanted you. But I don't get why they needed me, I don't exactly resemble an elementary schooler with my size. Not to forget that I'm wearing a middle school uniform," Y/n looked down at her dress, and moved a hand to feel her braid. Along with the new outfit Y/n also had to put some dark blush on her cheeks, putting it on the parts that could be seen above her mask. "I don't get the point of these disguises."

In front of the two club members, some actual students just peered at them in confusion.

"Oh there's a reason, a damn good one," Tamaki muttered before Honey grabbed onto Y/n’s wrist and helped lead her down the hall. 

"Isn't she the cutest!" The twins adored.

"I don't think Y/n is happy about this," Haruhi commented.

"Look at her in that miniskirt, Y/n looks like a model," Tamaki admired.

"So, basically you just wanted to see her dressed up like that," Kyoya realized, watching Tamaki peek at the two 'undercover' members walking down the hall. Though Honey and Y/n weren’t easily seen since by then they had already made it into the classroom.

"This is it, Shiro-chan's classroom," Honey told her, opening the door.

"Okay, let's try not to cause any more attention than we already have," Y/n told him.

"When I was in elementary school, this was my classroom too!" Honey ran around.

"Wait, there is no one here," Y/n whispered to herself.

"So the kid's classroom is empty, is it?" Tamaki walked in.

"This surely takes me back," The twins reminisced, wandering around the classroom. The club members all walked around, looking around the desks, at the chalkboard, and checking out the bookshelves, they were reminded of their childhoods. 

"I wonder if my doodles are still on my desk," Kaoru wondered.

"Doubtful, the school changes out the desks every year," Kyoya informed them.

"Every year, at our schools they keep the same ones. If we were lucky they would somewhat clean them," Haruhi mentioned, following after them.

"If you guys are just walking in like nothing, what was the point of us wearing these?" Y/n pondered, gesturing down to her uniform in annoyance.

"Don't worry about it," Hikaru voiced.

"There's no one here to catch us," Kaoru reassured her. But as if he had just jinxed everyone, soon enough they could hear the echoing of footsteps in the hall. In the assumption that it was a teacher, they all ducked down under the desks.

"If the teacher finds us," Hikaru began.

"We'll have a hard time explaining how we snuck in," Kaoru finished.

"This is why I told you guys we should wait outside," Haruhi scolded them, while the twins then commented back, now the three first years bickering. 

"Be quiet, we don't want the teacher finding us," Y/n warned them, putting a finger to her lips. They waited a few silent moments before they could recognize that the footsteps had dispersed. Just to be sure, Y/n got up first and checked around before signaling everyone else to come out, "He's gone, but how are we going to find Shiro-kun?" She queried.

"Well, here's something interesting," Kyoya stated, looking at photos. The rest of the members surrounded Kyoya, all filing up beside him to look at what he had found.

"What did you find?" Haruhi questioned and in response, Kyoya pointed to a certain photo. "Hey! That's Shiro."

"So he's into classical music."

"He's also with a girl. Maybe that's the girl he was talking about," Y/n realized, turning around and looking at the group.

"There's Shiro-chan!" Honey pointed out to a classroom near the one they were in. He was seen talking with a girl before she had moved over to a piano bench to start playing. At the notice of another elementary girl from the same class exiting the classroom, Tamaki walked over to her.

"Excuse me, Mademoiselle," Tamaki started, catching her attention. "I've never seen a rose more lovely than you, my dear. Here, this is for you," He offered up the flower, bowing a little and then shortening his stance so they were more eye level. "I was wondering if you could tell me anything about that young lady playing the piano. Do you know her?"

"That's Kameeshido, Hina," The little girl told him.

"Her name is Hina?" Tamaki repeated.

"That's right, but you better not fall in love with her."

"Why?"

"Didn't you know? Hina has to move away soon. Her dad just got a new job in Germany, so they have to move there at the end of the week," She told him, waltzing away while smelling the pretty flower. 

"What do you think you're doing?!" Shiro yelled. "I want you idiots to leave immediately!" He rushed over to where the group was, face as red as a beet. But Tamaki made no reaction, just picked up the smaller boy and put him over his shoulder. "Put me down! What are you doing? Ah!" Tamaki made no hesitation in making the way out of the building with the rest of the club following behind, still carrying the flailing boy.

"It's time to go, gentleman, Y/n,” He paused for a few seconds, turning his head around the best he could to peer at Shiro, “Quit thrashing around," Tamaki deadpanned. 

Once they all finally made their way back to Ouran Highschool Tamaki had just plopped the boy onto the sofa.

"What is your problem, you big idiot!" Shiro snapped.

"I'm sorry, but you're the idiot. You said you wanted me to teach you how to make women happy. But that's not it, is it? You're not concerned with the happiness of just any woman. You've got your sights set on one woman in particular. You only care about one, and that's Kamishiro Hina," Tamaki objected. "When you care for someone, you must find the courage to express what is in your heart. You have to tell her how you feel about her."

"It doesn't matter anymore, I've run out of time. I just wanted to hear her play before she left for good, that's all," Shiro expressed, staring at his hands in his lap, refusing to make eye contact with Tamaki. 

"That piece she played, it's Mozart Sonata in D major for two pianos, isn't it?" Tamaki wondered, walking over to a curtain in the corner and pulling it back to show a beautiful, shining piano.

Haruhi turned towards Y/n, "Wait a minute, since when is there a grand piano in here?"

"Well, this is a music room after all," Kaoru told her, shrugging his shoulders.

"So, why wouldn't it have a grand piano?" Hikaru asked her.

"It is a music room," Kyoya asserted.

"It is a music room," Mori repeated.

"It's always been there, we just had it covered up," Honey explained happily bouncing over to where the piano stayed.

"It's such a nice piano too," Y/n admired taking a few steps to the musical instrument herself. She placed a hand on the top, admiring the keys, and before reaching over to play one Tamaki had taken a spot on the bench. He peered up at the girl, a soft smile on his features, and began to play himself. Shiro watched Tamaki in his prime who was playing a mystical piece and taking multiple peaks up to look over at Y/n’s expression.

Whenever there was an ounce of free time Shiro would be right on the bench learning to mimic the rapid finger movements that Tamaki possessed, all working towards completing the goal of expressing himself to Hina.

It didn’t take long, with all the effort and time Tamaki had taken to teach the young boy soon enough he was prepared to play the piece himself. On a special day, the host club invited Hina to come to Music Room 3, dressing up for the young girl in anticipation of the cute moment that awaited.  

"Welcome princess, we've been waiting," They all announced.

"I present to you, Takaoji Shiro’s piano recital," Tamaki introduced. He took Hina’s much smaller arm in his own, joining together at the arm, and pushed out a seat for her to sit near the piano and Shiro.

"Let's play together Hina," Shiro stated, and very happily the girl obliged. She pulled up her chair more to the other piano starting to play while he played his. It was a truly beautiful musical melody, the two kids glancing back at one another while passionately playing the piece. It was a comforting and rewarding scene for the club to witness. Just the two gleeful children indulging in some musical enjoyment.

"We did a good thing," Tamaki observed the two, with a smile on his face. Y/n looked at him, her eyes scrunched up a bit to show she was smiling underneath the mask. It was on this day she got to peak into Tamaki’s interior a bit more, he was a man who had such a large passion for guiding others. 

"You did Tamaki-senpai, you aren't too bad," She laughed as a small blush appeared on his cheeks with a certain admiration sparkling in his eyes. 

A week later Shiro came in to see the host club once again.

"So, you've been exchanging emails with Hina now that she's in Germany?" Haruhi inquired.

"That's great Shiro-kun," Y/n complemented.

"Yeah, I like her but she can get pretty jealous for an elementary school girl. She'd be upset if she knew I was with you ladies, so let's keep this our little secret," He confessed to the girls surrounding him on the couch and nearby chairs. 

"Naughty boys are the best!"

"I could kiss you."

"Ah, you little brat, those are my guests!" Tamaki fumed.

"Well it looks like they have found someone they like better," Shiro voiced. "It was so easy to steal your customers, I think there's a new host king in town."

"I thought he'd make it through without exploding this time," Kaoru and his brother expressed holding down the blonde.

"We should have known he was gonna blow up sooner or later," Hikaru realized.

"I'm going to assume Tamaki-senpai was also a spoiled brat as a child," Y/n declared, making her way over to Kyoya.

"I was not a spoiled brat! I was nothing like him when I was a kid! I was a sweet, innocent, precocious, adorable child," He whined.

"Of course senpai," Y/n voiced sarcastically. "And I was living in a commoner's home growing up," To this comment the twins broke out in loud laughter. 

"Wait what does that mean? Do you not believe me? Wait Y/n!"

next chapter - Jungle Pool SOS!

[paper-starz]

WELCOME HOME THEORIES(+ Observations)

I CANNOT BELIEVE IT

after so many hours, days, months.... ITS BACK!

And now, after careful observations, I present to you fine fellows a few theories and observations. THIS WILL BE VERY LONG AND IT WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR THE UPDATE!!

OK to start off, lets debunk a theory thats been bugging me: THE WELCOME HOME NEIGHBORS ARE DEAD THEORY!

yeah.... has been debunked. Look no further than the guestbook! PG 2 SPECIFICALLY!

Image reads: idonotknowwhatclownis_iaskedfrank_hesaidbarnaby_hereisbarnaby.png

So, Wally was able to ask Frank what a clown was during the time of this ask, therefore, none of the puppets are dead (yet)

"But Paperstar!" I hear you cry. "The neighborhood descriptions were in past tense, while Wally's and Home's neighborhood descriptions were in present tense!"

And for that, I have a simple answer: The puppets aren't aware. Since they aren't aware, they still think that they are living during the 70s. To us, the 70s have already past! And since Wally and Home are aware that they aren't living in the 70s anymore, they use present tense. NOW ONTO THEORY NUMBER 1

THE RED BOOKS THEORY

As we all know, when we look into the website, doodles (presumably made by Wally) are littering the website and sending us into secret links!

While these doodles are fun, creepy, and cool to look at... have we ever stopped and wondered how exactly Wally is doodling onto the website?

By doodling onto a book.

Throughout the website, we see few instances of Wally doodling. Where was he doodling on specifically?

On a red book. But I can take it FURTHER.

I believe the book that Wally is doodling on is THIS ONE

A RED BOOK WITH SWIRLS AND AN EYE.

All 3 things connected to Wally. (Lord knows Wally loves drawing swirls and eyes, especially in this update) "But PAPER!!!" I hear you scream. "THIS BOOK IS IN REALITY! HOW CAN WALLY GET THIS BOOK IF HE'S STUCK IN WELCOME HOME?" Ah, patience, dear viewer! This is called the Red BOOKS theory, not the Red BOOK theory. It's simple, there's two books, one in Welcome Home, and one IRL. As above, so below

Whatever happens above, also happens below!

And it seems like the Question Answerer is in possession of this book as well.

Which brings me to my next theory!

THERE ARE TWO PEOPLE HACKING INTO THE WEBSITE

Specifically Wally (pretty much confirmed) and the Question Answerer.

If the Red Books theory is (hypothetically) true then the IRL book SHOULD be able to doodle onto the site as well! But how do we know this?

Pay close attention to these doodles of Barnaby. Notice one that's... Different from the others?

YES YOU ARE CORRECT, VIEWER! THE RIGHT ONE IS DIFFERENT!

As you see, the right one is scraggly, rushed, not coloring in the lines at all!

BUT WAIT THERES MORE!

Yeah, so it appears to me that Wally draws neater, while the 2nd doodler seems to draw messier and they don't even color the full drawing in most of the time! (For all I know this info could be vice versa. With Wally being the messier drawer and the 2nd doodler being neater.) BUTTTTTT IF YOU WEREN'T CONVINCED OF THESE DOODLES, I HAVE MORE EVIDENCE TO PROVE MY THEORY OF TOO DOODLERS

WALLY CANONICALLY CANNOT DRAW HEARTS (<- Click for proof)

And yet, there are hearts littered not only in the Guest Book page, but all across the website as well. And unless Eddie is helping Wally draw hearts every time he needs to draw one, then I doubt that Wally is the one doodling these hearts.

And for the last piece of evidence saying that there IS a second person, look no further than the HANDWRITING.

Say it with me kids! "One of these things is not like the other!"

ITS THE MIDDLE ONE! YES THE MIDDLE "hello"

It's all lowercase, while Wally usually writes in all UPPERCASE, and in red.

Even his signature supports this statement as well!

Therefore, dear viewers, I believe we need to pay closer attention to the doodles. Who is the one ACTUALLY writing to us?

[two-sibyls-tall]

I bullet-point planned out a batfam fanfic aWHILE ago but I am Bad At Writing full-fledged stories so I’m going to just throw it out in the open here in the hopes that ya’ll will appreciate it, and also that mayhaps someone else who is Good At Writing will find it and make it.

So. Here’s my take on a Reverse!Robins Dimensional Travel fic.

Damian:

Starts off with Robin!Damian seeing a black-robed uniform that’s awfully similar to the League of Assassins gear. Which is. Worrying. to see in Gotham.

Robin!Damian sneaks up on him to figure out wtf he’s doing.

Nightwing!Damian, aka the black-robed figure, calls him out. Possibly even makes an offhanded joke about how R!Damian shouldn’t be wearing bright ass colors if he didn’t want to be seen.

R!Damian catches sight of the Nightwing logo on N!Damian’s chest and proceeds to demand who he is

N!Damian recognizes R!Damin’s pattern of speech and essentially goes “oh fuck”. Reveals himself as Nightwing, aka Damian Wayne.

R!Damian immediately thinks of the Heretic. He calls for backup in code via comm link.

N!Damian is on the same comm channel, so he hears the responses to the code even if he doesn’t recognize the code itself. He’s semi-annoyed and starts running

R!Damian is IN PURSUIT.

N!Damian gets yoinked back to hid own dimension

R!Damian meets up with Nightwing!Dick and says something along the lines of “the assailant disappeared but who tf was that.”

Jason:

It’s a couple days later now.

Red Robin!Tim has already started working on a multiverse-type theory and let Red Hood!Jason know, so honestly RH!Jason isn’t terribly surprised when he comes across a vaguely familiar vigilante beating the shit out of a criminal in Crime Alley.

New vigilante introduces himself as Redbird

RH!Jason goes across comms to ask Tim how tf he should be handling this shit?

Redbird visibly freezes up when RR! does the classic “no names in the field” chastise

RH!Jason straight up asks Redbird if he can hear the comms bc who needs to be subtle.

When Redbird confirms, he just sorta sighs and gives a code to O. There’s a bit of yelling while the team processes the possibility of compromised comms.

It calms down again, and RR!Tim is like “okay the evidence is pretty clear here if you ask me,, Redbird I think you’re from another dimension. Do you recognize any of us?”

Redbird is like “well I’ve only actually caught one of your guys’s names so far, but yes I. Know. a Tim. He doesnt sound like you anymore, though”

RH!Jason is like ‘hmm we’re gonna put a pin in that one for now’

Meanwhile RR!Tim is talking to Redbird about going to the batcave and also maybe running some tests to figure out where they’re coming from and what’s going on here

Redbird shrugs and mentions that this whole situation sorta seems like what his brother was talking about a few seconds before he jumped dimensions.

“Is your brother Damian Wayne, aka Nightwing?”

“Fuck. Yeah, that’s him.”

At this point RH!Jason connects the dots an goes “ah shit, you’re me aren’t you.”

Redbird!Jason gives the most dramatic eye-roll possible and is like “bro we went from Redbird to Red Hood? That’s so lame. Why’d we even change it.”

RH!Jason just looks at him. “No dude we went from Robin to Red Hood. because we died.”

“NEWS TO ME???”

They've been heading to the batcave during this conversation

They walk in and RR!Tim's already there and he's like "Jason stop freaking out mini you this is clearly a different universe he might not even die."

Redbird!Jason is completely frozen staring at (unmasked) Tim and just kinda whispers "Tim?" And then he gets yoinked back to his universe.

Tim and Jason look at each other and Jason's like "so that's definitely not a good sign for what happened to you in their universe, right?"

Dick:

Nightwing!Dick is in the Batcave w/ most of the family discussing the dimension travel shit when he suddenly feels like he's being watched

He puts the meeting on pause and the feeling increases and he just looks straight up and sees golden eyes staring at him from the rafters

The other Batfamily members in attendance also look up and go what !! the fuck !!

NW!Dick knows about the whole 'Haly's circus being a theoretical breeding ground for the Court of Owls' thing bc I said so, so he already feels like he knows whats goin on

before anyone can say anything he just clears his throat and says "Gray Son?"

Batfamily freezes in shock and the small child w/ gold eyes just tilts his head in recognition and then jumps down from the rafters w/ no hesitation

He lands right next to NW!Dick and stands at attention, and Dick kinda feels sick bc Talon!Dick is like 8 years old

NW!Dick looks at the batfamily and makes some joke of like "haha looks like it’s my turn for the alternate dimension encounter"

RR!Tim is already taking notes

Bruce's put it all together and he's like "fuck. Little you is a Talon."

Cue the batfamily losing their shit again

Talon!DIck is looking between all of them confused, and he notices Damian just deadlock staring at him, and he's like Oh!! I know this one !!! so he stares back

RR!Tim is like "okay fantastic, well between Talon and Nightwing!Damian I think I can confidently guess by now that their dimension is one where all of our ages are reversed. Hey Talon do u wanna confirm that."

Talon is Very Helpful and nods, and Nightwing!Dick is like "alright buddy do you wanna tell us about ur dimension"

Except Talon doesnt really talk but !! he does sign!! his big sister cass has been teaching him sign !!

NW!Dick is like “thats great!! I know sign!!” and he starts relaying info to RR!Tim so he can take notes while Talon talks

Talon tells him that Tim From His Universe (and Dick isnt going to unpack yet why Tim’s namesign is a T drawn in the shape of a smile) has also put together that they’re going to a different universe

He says there was a case that the 4 nightshift batboys were on (girls were working a different case, Batman is offworld) w Oracle leading ofc that was selling alien technology

he says the 4 nightshift batboys were hit w a beam that didnt seem to do anything, but Tim of His Universe thinks that beam just had a slower affect and is what’s causing this

He says his big brother damian was the first to just randomly disappear mid mission and it gave Talon a scare bc they were together at the time, so he just froze and waited for damian to come back

and when Damian did, he immediately relayed what happened over comms, and a couple seconds later Redbird wasnt responding either

at this point RR!Tim interrupts and is like “are u saying urs all happened the same day? bc its been like a couple weeks since NW!Damian came here and several days since Redbird”

Talon just kinda shrugs and is like “well keep an eye out for Tim Of My Universe next bc he was hit too”

At this point NW!Tim is like “hey bud. why u. Why u using that name sign for Tim?”

Talon’s is about to respond when he gets yoinked back to his universe as well

Tim gives a mildly hysterical laugh and is like “well that’s not foreboding at all!!!”

Tim:

RR!Tim doesnt actually notice when JJ!Tim comes in this universe, bc at this point JJ!Tim has figured it out as well and is like “alright well the kid hasnt been jokerized so why traumatize him if I dont have to”

but unfortunately JJ!Tim IS spotted by a random passerby who mistakes him for the Joker so the whole batfamily’s out soon anyway looking for him

Hood finds JJ!Tim first and is like “alright i got eyes on him and im in pursuit,, hes kinda dressed weird tho wtf”

JJ!Tim hears this over comms and is like ‘welp now or never’ so he talks over the comms too (while running from Hood) and is like “hey I might be in the wrong universe, any way I could talk to one Tim Drake”

RR!Tim is like “Fuck dude really. rn? with a joker breakout? this is a bad time”

JJ!Tim responds w like “ur telling me, dude, Im the one being chased by a homicidal maniac w a red bucket on his head”

“YOU’RE THE GUY DRESSED LIKE THE JOKER?”

“THE JOKER IS STILL ALIVE HERE?”

JJ!Tim does NOT take this news well and he stops running, Hood catches up but doesnt engage bc ur telling me this is Tim?? this is RR?? tf happened?? but he does relay over comms that JJ is laughing and it is freaking him tf out bc he sounds EXACTLY like the Joker so SOMEONE get over here before Jason goes full Pit Rage

RR!Tim does arrive and immediately recognizes his own features despite the green hair and green eyes and bleached skin and Absolutely Terrifying Smile what the FUCK happened

JJ calms down just enough to be like “Oh I get it. This universe is age reversal so it also changed who the Joker got, too”

Hood looks like hes about to be sick, Tim’s not far behind

JJ’s like “great! well I’m Joker Junior, occasionally known as Tim Drake, and in my universe I was brainwashed by the Joker, then killed him and myself!! but apaprently the universe wasnt a fan of that because then I woke up in an UNMARKED GRAVE and wandered around for awhile, got dunked in a lazarus pit, and am overall having a terrible time”

At this point NW!Dick and Robin!Damian are here too and they’re like jfc dude

JJ looks down at his wrist like theres a watch there (there’s not) and is like “alright well according to my calculations, I shouldnt be here much longer, since most of my time was spent hiding & then running from ya’ll in order to NOT have this confrontation but look how well that worked out. Anyway u guys should kill the joker,, who knows if he might get inspiration from my universe and torture little timmy over there,, anyway ta ta” and then he fuckin disappears

Red Hood is like “yep ok im gonna go murder a clown” and no one really moves to go stop him

[lovelyladyabsinthewrites]

What about meeting Ryan meeting HL sister???

I can imagine both of them would be in good terms, MC didn't mention THAT much about her brother because she didn't know how Ryan would react or if he would believe her so she keep quiet but she did answer his question honestly whenever he ask the most surprised one is about Billy Butcher, it went something like this:

Ryan: soo did Butcher ever cheated??

MC: what? What do you mean??

Ryan:well mom did mention a few times both you and butcher in a good way but not that much and Dad (aka Homelander) doesn't like Butcher, soo i did have my theory.

MC: well it's complicated, but he didn't cheated nor i didn't, but both of us were young when we're dating ....

Ryan notice that both Butcher and MC we're so much in love, even when Ryan asks Butcher when mentioned or asks about MC he see it how much both of them care about each other.

Ryan: then why did you break up?? If you love him so much?

MC: well both your father and my father is quite..... Protective specially John (aka Homelander) when they both found out about it they would either kill him or scare him off or worse

Ryan: wait what?....

MC:I Know!! But i did manage to convince them to stop them, i didn't want to and Butcher didn't wanted too but for his safety we did break up.

Ryan: .... I am sorry that i ask auntie

MC: don't worry about it kid we're good now i am happy to help and answer your question.

Ryan:did you and butcher got back together??

MC: oh i don't know ....

She look at him with a shy smile and melancholic.

(yes they have , even though Butcher show many times his affection to her she's still doubting herself)

Sorry for the spam and all , hope you don't mind 😅😅

I think Ryan will see mc as a substitute mother figure. He'll probably find it slightly weird the similarities between you and Becca (i mean, butcher definitely has a type 😂😂) honestly ryan is the number one butcherxyou shipper. He thinks if you guys really get back together that there may be a chance for him to have an actual family. When he sees you and Butcher sitting side by side, he can't help but think of what could be.

Ryan is so smart for his age that he picks up on how tender Butcher's voice becomes when he thinks the two of you are alone (ryan peeping around the corner).

You definitely feel responsible for him after learning what your brother Homelander did to Becca. HL wants visitation rights? Yeah, that ain't gonna fly by you.

Mama bear mode activated and you ain't even his mom 😂 you're not letting your toxic ass family near him.

If you have custody of Ryan when SB returns, oh, you're even more on edge to protect your lil nephew. (i personally think sb favors you and ryan bc the both of you have his features: dark hair and light colored eyes)

And from your stories, Ryan is not really excited to meet his grandpa 😬

also. . .

you: dad can you not do drugs right in front of ryan.

sb: ah honey, stop sheltering the kid. you're gonna raise him as one of these millennial pussies i've been hearing about.

ryan: 😶

[shygirl4991]

SMG4: TRASH FRIENDS

I KNOW IM ON BREAK BUT I HAVE TO TALK ABOUT THIS!

the cafe isnt looking so hot this episode makes you wonder what happen

im sorry did they just learn they could do this fklfkjlsd i know when they looked into their past they had the old memes do it but SMG4 just causally shared his memory with Three like how and when did they learn this was a thing they could do!

bet if you told your past self this is a thing they would think your crazy

mario may be their avatar but they cant do everything he does

nerd i love you and your need to roast your friend at random ass times.

my lord there is a in universe version of the series run everyone run!

his cafe is failing something he was proud of cause it made him feel like he found his place in the world after years of chasing SMG4 shadow is now failing the old demons are loud again and he is starting to yet again feel like a poor copy of SMG4. We know that Four doesn't think this but he is also the worse at reading people and cant pick up that SMG3 mental state is cracking as he feels himself slipping into the shadow being forgotten

color theory of mine is shining hard this episode when you focus on these two text colors are going. Given that SMG3 repeated a line SMG4 used in SMG4...are you okay? the start of its gotta be perfect movie story line i wonder if Three is gonna go through something similar its sorta reminding me of my fic next step which has Three facing his demons on what he did to four but in the series it seems its him facing the fear of being forgotten because SMG4 has always been popular memewarts trained Three he will always be in the shadow and that lesson is still there

SMG3 breaks down his true face is shown as seen by the color change he doesnt want to be forgotten and is taken by surprise with how mario reacted he isnt sure why he couldnt be open and talk about his feelings maybe because in the past no one cared to listen till now. Makes me wonder if this how adware could get Three if we got the bad ending could this feeling of being forgotten turn him to the dark side once again maybe lost to it forever? But this timeline we got the good ending so could this be a path to save Three maybe we will be tricked into thinking this is how adware gets him but remembering he has people that listen to his true feelings and know and love him for who he is will give him the power to push back the adware?

i mean damn Four i feel that you act like that way more then SMG3 personal thoughts

its out in the open his feelings and now four knows hopefully with this out in the open the can talk and work on how to move forward this change in SMG3 life isnt going to be easy but he isnt alone anymore

this is why i feel adware wont go after Three or fail to, yes he has negative emotions and strong desires that the adware loves to go after but he has his other half, his partner that when they talk about their feelings they can fix the issue and become stronger as a team. All thanks to moving next door that let him bond and have friends

homie accepting death while Mario is minding his own "ah the gays are at it again" is probs on his mind

and there we have it hopefully SMG4 can help 3 save his cafe and maybe work on the issue of still feeling like he lives in his shadows, the man has done so much to feel like SMG4 is better have a feeling this ep happen due to the votes on who is cooler on youtube (smg4 won it)

[darcyfangirlsfrequently]

My reactions to episode 5 of season 2 of Criminal Minds Evolution

Didn't do one last week bc i didn't have time, plus it was just a weird episode. but people have told me they're excited for me to watch this one, so let's go!

i think this is penelope and voit's first time seeing each other face to face???

Voit's little nursery rhyme taunt i am CRYING laughing

Voit taunting the SHIT out of Rossi

"Somewhere in Iowa" has me rolling

Ooh so this is the beginning of the conspiracy theory. The FBI "assassinating" people

Side note: do they never change their badge pictures?? rossi's hair still has color in his

"Get out" Rossi????

Voit sitting at Reid's desk is funny bc Zach Gilford auditioned for Reid way back when

GARVEZ STANDING BESIDE EACH OTHERRRRRR. love collecting Garvez CRUMBSSSS

Luke she is standing slightly in front of you. you are not staring at her side you're staring at her ass. I see you.

"You can't bluff for a minute? You've been bluffing you're not Sicarius for a month" Tara i LOVE you

Someone: *mentions computer stuff* Luke: *looks at Penelope* Me: yeahhhh he knows his gf can do anything

"I'll come with just to make sure you [elias] behave" Luke i am sure that is the ONLY reason

"an online bulletin board where people post their not-so-secretly racist opinions?" Luke i love you

Voit: *touches Pen's things* Luke: Hands off, asshole YES MAN PROTECT YOUR GIRLLLLL

"What's up with you two? Because there's a vibe." AH HA HA HA HA!! I saw a mini spoiler that Voit picked up on them but I imagined he would be calling Luke out on it privately to taunt him I DIDN'T THINK HE'S ASK THEM BOTH TO THEIR FACE WHAT ALL THAT TENSION WAS

this is no longer garvez crumbs this is garvez ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

Penelope why don't you have an answer? Why don't you have an answer, Penelope?

Couples who insult an inmates smell together stay together 🥰

"subtitle to Mary Shelley's frankenstein" the secret agenda to CME: make Luke super knowledgeable about classic literature. my "luke was an english major" headcanon is just proved more and more right

"Dr. Lews" look at least he's respectful of her title. i feel like ppl forget she's a doctor

Penelope holding up a handkerchief to her nose 😂

"Neglected to ask me that" luke was right, everyone IS a comedian

"You son of a bitch" I love how they are just having Luke call him every name in the book

Luke recognizing morse code like the little army boy he is 🥰

"what the fuck is north star?" that's an episode name, isn't it? does anyone remember what episode it is going to be?

Emily and Rossi plotting to let Voit try to escape so they can shoot him. Okay????

oooh that sounded SO scripted and forced and awkward 😭

"can you do that without fingerprints?" EMILY WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST ASK TYLER???

"Same deductive work as the BAU just... faster" 😂😂😂

"Wheels up" i was GAGGED when i saw that in the preview

Tyler found brian!!

Voit just taunting them all like a child has me cackling

Omg he knows about Greencia. If he tries to use it to blackmail them/her Luke is going to rip his head off

"Maybe not that crazy" AKA he noticed Garvez so he's not surprised she'd be messing around with ppl involved in her work

"That's enough" Luke is like "A. don't talk about her that way. B. i don't want to hear about this."

"Why is that enough, Luke?" STOP IT RIGHT NOW I'M CACKLING

"Do us all a favor and shut the fuck up" YESSSSSS JJ

"Tynelope is a thing and that drives Luke crazy." oh my GOD. there is so much here. Ig i can't say Greencia anymore it's Tynelope? and also Voit calling Luke out for being jealous in front of everyone????

Luke looking away from Penelope. BUT PENELOPE LOOKING OVER AT LUKE.

"I haven't thought about you at all" I mean i know it's a lie but it's funny

"Useful idiot" emily i love you

okay why tf is brian suddenly pretending not to know what Gold Star is

Luke back to his undercover rootsssss

ohhhhh this is gonna be the bomb we saw in the trailer isn't it (if it is then i am gonna get SO MANY DAMN FIC IDEAS from this ep)

yepppppp bomb!!

Forget Garvez, clearly the real ship this show is pushing is Luke x Bomb

Every time Penelope says "Luke" I get giddy

Penelope (slighly panicky) walking her bf through the bomb situation so he doesn't die

Penelope calling him "Luke" but Luke calling her "Garcia" is SO personal to me

Penelope that is a VERY happy smile (just tell that man you love him)

@lklvz you get gratuitous Luke saying "fuck" content and i hope it makes you smile

HAHA DAVE PUNCHING VOIT IN THE FACE

oh damn it all to hell, damien

"Teresa is in trouble" the FUCK?

tyler knows teresa??? or Penelope is teresa?

Luke following Penelope haha that's not a surprise

"I don't want to be alone tonight" FUCK YOU, REBECCA

NOOOOO TARA NOOOOO DON'T GO BACK TO HER

More emily smoking!!

EMILY CRYING AND ROSSI HOLDING HER 😭😭

guys that was SO GOOD

one of the best eps so far

[aluria-sevhex]

THE KING FUCKING ONE-SHOT ME

notes:

-why am i being so anxious lol. if i die i can loop again it's fine

-i love this game's music

-wtf is the stuff all over the place and the gate

-i love how when Sif forgets terms for stuff like the kiln the others will remind him

-a mirror...

-"everyone say fromage!" F R O N C H

-Siffrin has a lot of pocket space

-aw, Odile's eyes light up when she's learning things

-woah this Sadness is just giant hands

-I FOUND MIRA'S ROOM

-ooo Mirabelle likes horror

-the barrels. are EVERYWHERE

-discussion of crafting your body has led to the wonderful sentence "High heels hurt my feetsies..." thanks Isabeau

-woah Sif's cloak is magic

-Isabeau's so considerate of the fact that Sif doesn't like being touched :]

-ok where the fuck is Siffrin from and how did they get the cloak

-FUCK. LOOP KNOWLEDGE BLUNDER

--aw that's kinda cute how Odile will ask questions about stuff she already knows to get the emotional component

-huh. this gate has weird writing that they can't read. and the gate looks like... stars... hmmmmmmmm

-CREST TIME

-i picked the wrong way :( WELP TIME TO EXPLORE THIS ROOM

-ah yes the "handsome young men falling into beautiful heartbreaking madness" horror anthology

-THE SCHADENFREUDE!!!!!!!!!

-openphrase123

lol

-aight i'm looping now

-um. Loop. what would happen if you saw the others

-what's up with that book Bonnie was reading...

-WAIT FUCK I MEANT TO CHECK THE LOCKED HOUSES I'M GONNA HAVE TO LOOP AGAIN

-the world would be inside of the universe...

-yeah i can't be assed to search the entire House for the book rn that's like 2 floors i've cleared. i'm looping forward.

-the little nodding Siffrin when he zones out is cute

-woah. observatory...

-hmmmm Mira can't remember who studied in the observatory. maybe this is tied to Loop? or the starry gate? or the disappearing island?

-trying to read the books gives you a headache

-istg this is some Gaster shit

-COLOR? WAIT THE WORLD IS MONOCHROME. HOW IS THERE A BOOK ON COLOR THEORY

-Siffrin where the fuck are you from

-welp. looping time

-lol the crying key is in the super duper cool notebook

WAIT THAT'S A MEAN THING TO DO. THE GAME IS BEING MEAN LMAO

-loop-de-doop-de-doop

-might as well go do some things in Dormont if i'm looping anyway

-ok time to loop forward to floor 2

-uh-oh. Sif is having a crisis over not being good at their job. :(

-looping forwards. round and round and round we go...

-"if you hadn't picked up the key wouldn't we be stuck?"

Live Siffrin reaction: (Yes.)

-lol bathroom break. fictional characters NEVER go to the bathroom

-Sif whaddya need to do alone?

-lol

-Sif is SO glad to have the loops

-:0 intact Change God statue

-KEYKNIFE

-what the- they got teleported! this is sus...

-feel like the bit where Sif laments the loss of the keyknife and thinks they could've found another use for it might be foreshadowing...

-FUCK FUCK FUCK MIRA IS KO

-fml Odile is the only one left standing

-first game over damn

-jesus fucking christ this is a bleak game over screen

-is he gonna finish himself off

-fuck that's bleak

-ok he finished the Sadness off

-WAIT DO I HAVE TO GO THRU FLOOR 3 *AGAIN*??? THIS IS BULLSHIT

-grinding for exp

-had to go to dinner. back

-it's nice when Bonnie gets to deal the final blow :]

-time to try again!

-I DID IT :D

-uh-oh. Mira is freaking out at the sight of another frozen person :(

-oh her roommate :(

-Mirabelle you're not useless :(

-HOLD UP. THE *HEAD HOUSEMAIDEN* GAVE MIRABELLE THE ABILITY TO NOT GET FROZEN?

-hehe Odile is hungry. SNACK TIME... maybe *i* should eat more.

-love how crab is used like a swear word

-Siffrin's like "i"m fine!" and i'm like "ARE you?"

-hey King why do you have stars on your gauntlets

-THE KING JUST REFERENCED SIF SPECIFICALLY?

-...what does he need to remember...

-Siffrin is sus

-DID HE JUST FUCKING 1-HIT US?

-this is one hell of a game over

[fatuiracha]

Switch it Up (Like Nintendo)

a/n: Kaveh just wants to be roughed around a little bit, okay? (warnings: slight manhandling, slight switch dynamics, new kink)

cover art from hailailai2 on twitter :)

Kaveh perches himself on the table in front of Alhaitham, the hard edge digging into his thighs in a familiar embrace. Alhaitham smiles at him, warm and indulgent, looking up at him like he was something precious, something to be held with gentle fingers and utmost care. 

It pisses Kaveh off, just a little bit. 

He loves Alhaitham, loves the way that Alhaitham loves him , and yet he burns for something different. Whatever unnamed jumble that he yearns for exits his mouth in a sigh, but Alhaitham pays him no reaction other than to turn back to his book without even a breath of time.

That pisses Kaveh off, a lot. 

He hops off the table and takes one large stride towards Alhaitham, using his momentum to lower one knee between his lover’s legs. He snatches the book and throws it aside, fully ignoring Alhaitham’s indignant squawk of protest. 

“What are you doing.” Alhaitham’s face remains stoic even as his ears tinge pink from the way Kaveh’s knee is brushing against his crotch. 

“Testing a theory,” Kaveh replies, brushing his hands up Alhaitham’s chest as he leans forward. His knee drives further into Alhaitham’s lap, and Kaveh swallows his returning gasp with a brush of their lips. 

“Theory?” Alhaitham questions against Kaveh’s lips, and Kaveh can feel the shudder than runs through his body.

“Yes, you’re a feeble scholar , right?” Kaveh teases, pushing Alhaitham’s shoulders roughly until his back hits the divan. “prove it to me.”

“You know as well as me that a theory can’t be proven-”

“Oh, shut up ,” Kaveh cuts him off, rolling his eyes. “I want you to use your stupid secret strength to throw me around, is it that hard?”

“It does require a degree of strength to have you this close to me and not touch you the way I want,” Alhaitham shudders a bit when Kaveh’s exploring fingers move to his chest, toying with his hardening nipples under his tight shirt. 

“You always have so many words,” Kaveh shifts, moving his leg so he’s straddling Alhaitham fully. “You really know how to set the mood, don’t you?”

“You just called having sex a theory - ah ,” Alhaitham’s breath arches in a gasp when Kaveh grinds down hard, enough to feel the younger’s hard cock tenting up in his trousers. Kaveh kisses him fully this time, sucking Alhaitham’s bottom lip between his teeth and nipping with just enough pressure to not break skin. Alhaitham whines, a sound that Kaveh delights in knowing that no one else outside of them would ever hear. 

One particular nip makes Alhaitham suck in a sharp breath and Kaveh’s eyes flutter open just in time to see his lover’s darken, and in a flash he goes completely weightless. He lands on the divan and Alhaitham is on top of him in a mere second, grinning down at him with mirth. 

“Does that satisfy you?” He shakes his silver bangs out of his eyes, leaning down to brush his lips against Kaveh’s hair in a silent contrast to how hard he had just gripped Kaveh’s waist.

“I think I need more data,” Kaveh is breathless and his words come out in a whisper. For all of his bravado, it took a mere moment of Alhaitham’s manhandling to reduce him into a weak puddle below of the younger. Every inch of his body is singing for him, craving his touch and the noises he makes and the hot press of breaths panted against his skin. 

“What do you want, darling?” Alhaitham says, softened and honey-colored. Fuck me until I have no breath left in my lungs, leave bruises on me that last for days, treat me like I am not made of glass, Kaveh wants to say. He aches to reveal his deepest desires, but even in his current state he knows that it is a conversation for another time.

“Touch me,” he lands on, letting out a sharp breath when Alhaitham unfastens his pants with practiced ease and unsheathes his weeping cock. He presses his fingers to Kaveh’s lips, humming in pleasure when Kaveh opens his mouth obediently and sucks them in. Alhaitham presses them down against his tongue and collects the saliva pooling in his mouth and Kaveh moans around them. 

Haitham had never done this before, he was always gentle and light handed with Kaveh, and while Kaveh has thoroughly enjoyed every time that they were together he could not deny the thrum of excitement coursing through his body. He meets Alhaitham’s eyes with his own misty ones and something inside him purrs at the desire leaking from the jade stones. Kaveh is suddenly struck by how pretty Alhaitham is, from the sharp lines of his nose to the hard set of his jaw and pretty, pretty eyes. Kaveh could stare at him all day if he was allowed, would commit every minor detail to memory so that he could continue to see him whilst his eyes were closed; he was all too grateful to be broken out of his sickeningly sweet thoughts by the feeling of a wet gurgle coming from his own throat.

Alhaitham removes his hand from Kaveh’s mouth and a wet sound echoes through the room, drowned out by Kaveh’s sounds when he curls his fingers around his cock. Kaveh’s hand flutters to Alhaitham’s shoulder, moving to wrap around him, but he finds it locked in an iron grip against the divan before he can blink. Kaveh is helpless to do anything but let out a staccato of ah-ah-ah ’s as Alhaitham moves his wrist expertly, too fast and too much but perfect nonetheless. The younger’s hips move against Kaveh’s thighs in time with his strokes, but the blonde doesn’t register anything beyond the pleasure flickering up and down his spine. 

He comes with a cry, painting Alhaitham’s shirt in white strokes with the force of it, and Alhaitham doesn’t stop working him until he’s shaking with overstimulation and whining with every breath. The younger presses another kiss to the top of his head before collapsing onto the divan next to him, pulling Kaveh on top of him gently. Kaveh goes along easily, feeling weightless and light in post-orgasmic bliss. 

“So, did you prove your theory?” Alhaitham mutters, his words slurring together in a way Kaveh is too fucked-out to figure out the reason behind. 

“Quiet,” Kaveh groans and buries his face into Alhaitham’s chest, shaking his head in exasperation. He looks like an overgrown affectionate kitten, and Alhaitham feels something warm and sparkly seize at his chest. 

Love , his muddled brain supplies him, a word that has since lost its mystery with the time he’s lived with Kaveh near. He leans further back into the divan, taking Kaveh’s full weight along with him as he buries his hand in the blonde’s hair. His fingers scritch at his scalp, loosening the braid and hair clips, making Kaveh grumble into his shirt. 

“Wait,” Kaveh sits up with alarm, his hand reaching towards Alhaitham’s waistband. “You didn't-”

“Ah,” Alhaitham shushes him, pulling him back down into his chest. “Don’t worry, I. Finished.”

“Haitham,” Kaveh says slowly, drawing every syllable out. “Did you come in your pants?”

[good-beanswrites]

Can you do A crackfic of Mikoto getting pushed down the stairs?

Ah yes, there's nothing more satisfying than pushing the blorbo down the stairs 😌 ASDFDSFDS thank you for the request, this has been cracking me up! Don't mind the random staircase I added to the prison -- I assume it'd be leading down to the panopticon, but it can be as tall as your heart desires <3

Mikoto was a smart man. He knew how to do the important things, like taxes and color theory and cooking eggs without setting off the smoke alarm in his apartment. But he did not know how to keep his mouth shut to prevent himself from being pushed down the stairs.

He found himself in this unfortunate position after a conversation with some of the others in the common area. He had snuck up behind Yuno for a playful scare, and was getting a dramatic speech about how vengeance would come.

“Nah,” Mikoto told her. “I don’t get surprised.”

“What do you mean you don’t get surprised?” she asked, incredulous. 

“I mean I don’t get surprised.”

“Everyone gets surprised.” Fuuta said. 

“Not me.” 

They went quiet for a moment. Each went back to their activities. 

Kazui leaned back in his chair. “Not even a little bit?”

“Nope.”

“Absolutely nothing?”

“Not one thing.”

Amane huffed. “That’s impossible. You can’t know the future.”

“Can too. At least in here, you all are pretty predictable.”

Muu eyed him. “But you would still be surprised if one of us jumped out and scared you!”

“Well, now I’ll be prepared, because you said something.”

“You would be surprised if someone pushed you down the stairs!”

“Once again, now I'll see it coming.”

Haruka clenched his fists. “Y-you would be surprised if you woke up and -- and -- and your cell was full of ice cream!” He beamed at coming up with the most surprising thing of them all.

The group stared at him.

“You know… I guess I’d be a little surprised, yeah.”

The prisoners of Milgram were dedicated, Mikoto would give them that. They never shied away from putting their theories to the test. If they wondered, “could you drastically alter your uniform without getting caught?” they’d simply grab some colorful fabric and test it! (The answer was no.) “Could you throw something harmless at Es so that it connected and got them angry?” (Yes.) “Could you trick Fuuta into eating two-week old dessert?” (Also yes.) “Could you catch Jackalope for long enough to give him scritches?” (No.) And now, “could you actually surprise Mikoto?”

Regrettably for him, the prisoners did not go with Haruka’s unique idea when carrying out their test.

Later, as Mikoto described the episode to Es, he would say how he had been perfectly aware of his surroundings when the shove from behind put him slightly off-balance. He would explain how he went stumbling down a few of the steps. He would describe how he rose, dignified, to try and spot the assailant. 

In reality, he fucking rolled down those stairs. 

Mikoto cried out, something high-pitched and indiscernible. He became a blur of blue and blonde highlights as he tumbled the whole length of the staircase. He flailed his arms out to try and catch himself, but only succeeded in throwing himself more off course. 

When he reached the bottom, his limbs splayed out flat against the ground. He scrambled to his feet and whipped his gaze frantically around. There were only echoing giggles disappearing down the upper hallway. By the time he flung himself back up to the top (narrowly avoiding tripping and falling back,) the culprit was gone. 

He was left out of breath and with his back aching like an old man’s.

That evening, all eyes were on him as he entered the common area. He surveyed the group with a harsh gaze. He met each of their eyes. None of them broke. 

Mikoto let out a long sigh. He lifted a single finger. “You got me. One thing can surprise me.”

Still very hung up on the ice cream, Haruka’s face lit up. “Two!” 

[apollosgiftofprophecy]

can you tell me more about draco and the northern oracle 🙏 i wanted to dive more into this when i saw your post about heavenly oracles but all that came up when i searched for the dragon was ladon

Ah yes, I know why that is.

Multiple myths can correlate to the same constellation. Capricorn, for instance, could be this one legendary seagoat who was memorialized for his bravery as a constellation OR it could be a representation of Pan's escape from Typhon as a seagoat.

The Draco constellation is like this - most will say it's to symbolize Ladon, the dragon who guards Hera's golden apples, while others will say the constellation itself is the earth-dragon of Koios's oracle.

Obviously, I think we all know which one I prefer lol

and!!! um!!! maybe I can tell you more, we'll see XD

So. I am of the mind that Draco and Python both coexisted with their respective Titan counterparts - Koios and Phoebe. They both witnessed the Titan War, and while Draco retreated inside Koios's oracle and kinda shut it down to a degree to keep it from falling into the gods' hands (because remember - Draco is on Koios's side here. He would do everything he could to keep it from Olympus.), Python remained neutral with Phoebe.

That is. Until he grew greedy. And wanted Delphi's power for himself. And then got slammed by her grandson lmao

BUT THIS ISN'T ABOUT HIM :D IT'S DRACO TIME :D

I imagine Draco to be kinda an icy-blue and white dragon, resembling the north but also the sky, because that's where he and Koios get their prophecies from (and I see Python as purple & green hence the Earth and all that hehe. Colors!!!).

AH I CAN SHARE MY HEADCANON ON WHERE I THINK THE ORACLE IS AT NOW :D

so context: Koios's oracle is to the North, but not like. the North Pole. The Ancient Greeks weren't aware of such a thing - sure, they believe Koios was the Northern pillar, but not like the North Pole.

This is important to know because Hyperborea, Apollo's eternal spring vacation suit, is located just below where Koios's oracle is!

SO IF WE TAKE OUT MY MAP HERE (yes I have a map for this. i have ADHD what do you expect?)

The Underworld River Eridanos runs through Hyperborea, as seen by the 34 Gray marker on the map^

Gray marker 32 is the location of the Rhipaion Mountains, where Boreas lives. This is the southernmost border of Hyperborea!

Originally I thought Eridanos was like. the Northern border - but no! Sources say that it's the River Oceanus instead.

But the thing is. For this river to be the northern border, then that means Hyperborea takes up like. Bulgaria to Poland. Lithuania. Till it hits the Baltic Sea, at least.

(Wait. oh my gosh...that's how Freypollo happens...ohmygosh EVERYONE I'VE FIGURED IT OUT!

ahem. saves for later <-ask me about it. please.)

anyway. SO THEREFORE HYPERBOREA IS LIKE. WHERE GRAY 33 IS. BUT ALSO FROM GRAY 32 AND UP.

Apollo really just went "See this? It's all mine now." lmaooo XD

that or Boreas was a really good boyfriend <-headcanon i could share too if anybody's curious hehe

BACK TO THE ORACLE NOW.

Delphi is the center of the world to the Ancient Greeks, so if we go North, Koios's would be right about...

Koios has friends in the Norse pantheon confirmed?

guys I'm just spitballing right now. but it makes sense too.

Ancient Greece was aware of the Norse, btw! and, funnily enough, they could have mythologicalized them as...the Hyperboreans.

Freypollo happened y'all it's all right here

And I'm not making that up! It's historically agreed upon that the Hyperboreans in mythology were probably mythological avatars of the Norse! Greece rarely interacted with them, but they still knew of the other's existence. In fact, they were in a bit of awe of the Norse if memory serves correctly lol

Fascinating. Amazing how it all fits together.

Of course, remember this is just me making a crack theory about this Really Obscure Thing so there may be something out there that doesn't add up with this and if there is I Will make it Work with this but all in all, I think it does make sense?

Like seriously I just pulled this out of my head. Only the part above the cut was prewritten but the rest was pure crack theory slammed down.

As for where I think Hyperborea and Koios's Oracle are in the RRverse...

Greenland be covered in snow, yes. But remember Hyperborea is a land of Eternal Spring and would not be deterred by that lol

Plus it'll be typical RRverse shenanigans for Eternal Spring to be in a Very Snowy place lmao

I was tempted to put Koios's Oracle at The North Pole but then I was like ehhh not very accessible, is it?

I can officially say this is my second theory lol hope you enjoyed the rabbit hole :3

[c0la-queen]

Hidden Eyes | Red Leader x Reader

This is one of many random drabbles that I have collected in my laptop files, and I kind of like the concept for this one, so let me know if any of you guys would want to see more of this!

Concept: Phantom of the Opera-ish AU?

Warnings: Stalking-ish, Being watched, This particular part isn't dark but the story would be dark if I continue it, Reader is in college but she's a senior/around 22 years old

Words: 1.1K

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"Attention, everyone."

As you gave your attention to the Director, like he asked, he wrung his hands nervously. He seemed anxious, akin to that of a child waiting for a scolding.

Despite being part of a well known London college, your theatre group was only moderate in size. The addition of this year's freshman was a boost, but it barely put a dent in the damage done by the graduation of last year's seniors. Not too many were interested in theatre this year; more attracted by the rising popularity of the university's athletics.

"I am happy to announce that we have a brand new sponsor for our program!"

It was great news. However, the Director didn't mirror the group's excitement. A new sponsor meant more money. Which meant more things to be used for productions. In an instant, your hand was raised.

"Ah, yes?"

"Can we use some of these new funds to finally get another handheld mic for the booth?"

The younger group members shifted awkwardly in their seats. The Director didn't usually take attitude from his members, but being the oldest member of the tech team had its perks. The Director's laugh held no amusement, only anxiety. He glanced around the auditorium, almost as if he was looking for a sniper that was about to take him out.

"We'll... see about that. First, we have to impress our new sponsor. And in order to do that, a cast is required, yes? So let's get these auditions started."

With that cue, you wished your friends luck and retreated into the tech booth where your chair was waiting. There wasn't actually anything for you to do, but you wanted to see what the fresh meat had to offer. Plus, it was a quiet place outside of your dorm to get homework done. For some aesthetic, you shut off all the house lights so the stage was illuminated.

--

A call of your last name broke you from the hazy thoughts of color theory swirling in your mind. Leaning out of the booth window, you strained your voice to echo across the auditorium.

"Sir?"

"I need you to come down here and fill in this duet scene. His partner flaked on him."

With a sigh, you made your way down the dark aisle. It didn't hurt to return to the stage now and then. It reminded you of youth theatre and how bright eyed you were, basking in the spotlight and not yet realizing just how much they would burn.

You took the script from the table and hoisted yourself up on the stage. It was more fun than taking the stairs.

"Alright, I'm reading the female part?"

After a nod of confirmation, you signaled for your impromptu partner to begin the scene. The lines came to you naturally, speaking clearly as if you were back in 7th grade again. You weren't anything special, an average actor at best. But, it wasn't difficult to grasp the emotion of the character you were reading for, pouring it into your words like syrup dripping down thickly.

A chill abruptly washed over you. The previously stuffy auditorium became all too cold. Your heartbeat rushed to your ears, nearly drowning out the boy next to you.

Someone was watching you.

Not the Director.

This was different. It drew your eyes to the back corner of the seats, where you saw a figure lurking in the shadows. Whoever it was had their eyes focused on you. It unnerved you, making your stomach churn. It-

"That was perfect, thank you."

You snapped back to reality when the Director spoke. All you gave was a nod before heading back to the booth. As you did, you examined the dark corner parallel to the booth door. There was no shadowy figure sitting in the corner seat. Your eyes must have been playing tricks on you.

When it was time to wrap up, you flicked the lights back up. On your way out the door, you stopped. Your eyes were drawn once again to the back corner, now revealed. It was empty. You must have been coming down with a fever or something. Though, one thing did bother you.

The chill never left.

--

"Det var litt av et utvalg, regissør."

The Director jumped as an all too familiar presence made himself known. Like before, he stuck to the shadows. This time, he found leisure in one of the auditorium chairs. The darkness of the room hid his face. However, he could just make out the silhouette of two protruding shapes- the shape of horns. He played around with the idea that this man was the actual devil. If so, then he had truly sold his soul.

"Mr. Red! I, um, wasn't expecting your audience so soon!"

"I did tell you I was going to be observing your group, did I not?"

The Director shuffled the binders in his arms, trying to discreetly wipe his sweaty hands on his pants.

"I guess I just thought you would have chosen one of our performances, not the auditions."

"Should the actors not be as good at the preliminaries as they are in the finale?"

He made a good point. But why was he still here?

"That girl. The one who filled in. Who is she?"

He sorted through his brain for the duet that matched the sponsor's description. Upon realizing which one, your name slipped from his lips questioningly.

"She's a senior here at the university. She's our head light technician."

"She is not an actor?"

The Director internally winced at the hint of disdain in the man's voice. How was he supposed to answer that?

"Is she not good enough for your tastes? Do you not think her talented?"

"You have it all wrong, sir! Sh... She came to me and asked for her position personally. We were short a technician, so I happily accepted her."

The older man shrunk back as the sponsor stood. Still, no light reached him, keeping his features unknown. The tone of his voice was deadly, and rang out clearly in the acoustic room.

"I will sponsor your program. But listen to my words closely, and do not disregard my requests. If you do, expect a sudden and tragic misfortune to fall upon this theatre group- and upon yourself."

"Requests?"

"Indeed. In fact, I have my first as of right now. That girl will play the role that she read for today. See to it that this is done immediately. I don't care if you have to run the lights yourself."

There was no room for discussion. The Director nodded.

"Good. I look forward to continuing to support your productions, lille venn."

[legacygirlingreen]

August 30th 1889 // Farmer Sebastian Sallow x Reader (Part 3)

Part 3 of the short series. Link for Masterlist can be found here:

Word Count: 2,500

Audio found here

And my flight was awful, thanks for asking

The sun was going to set in an hour or so, and she knew that her mother would call her for dinner when that happened, yet she couldn’t force herself to leave. Currently perched under the tree next to her neighbor while they both read quietly. On occasion Sebastian would look up, making sure no sheep had wandered off from where he’d taken them to graze, before looking back down at his book. More often than not she’d take that as an opportunity to stare at him. 

Since coming back for the summer, Sebastian had grown darker in complexion, as his hair had grown slightly lighter, and more similar in color to carmel, from being in the sun all day. He was more beautiful now than he had been when they’d met a few months ago. 

“You know I can feel you staring” he said smugly as she blushed and looked back down at her book, afraid of the boy making fun of her. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, I am simply reading” she said with a sigh as he plucked the book from her grasp making her shoot him an annoyed look. 

“Ah yes, page 137. The same one you’ve been on for the last hour. What do you find so interesting on this page to linger? What’s it say?” he quizzed her and her eyes grew wide knowing she had paid more attention to his side profile than the book. 

“Uh…” she struggled to find an explanation, seemingly unable to provide insight on what the pages contained. Eventually she gave up, crossing her arms and pouting while muttering out “garçon de ferme” as laughter ripped from his throat. 

She had realized quite early on that Sebastian understood her native tongue. The boy was as brilliant as her Gran had suggested, knowing not only English and Gaelic as one would predict, but also French, Latin, German, Greek, Italian and even some Turkish.

“Oh how I’m going to miss that sass soon mon chou” he said with a laugh, the pet name rolling off his tongue. The unfortunate nickname had come from Sebastian, who upon learning that the French phrase mon chou for “darling”, also translated to “cabbage” in english. 

“What do you mean you’re going to miss me soon?” she asked quietly, still unaware he was soon departing Hogwarts. He figured her grandmother had taken the time to explain that come September he’d be back at school and not in Feldcroft, but he had assumed wrong. 

“Oh… um… school is starting back and I am beginning my 4th year.” Sebastian explained hoping she wouldn’t take it poorly. He was no stranger to how tightly the girl had latched to him, finding security and comfort in his presence. He had learned of her father’s dreadful passing and how unsafe she had felt leaving home. There were no other children her age in the village. 

Sebastian would be lying if he tried to deny he hadn’t found the younger girl’s company to be pleasant. She was brilliant, even for her age, which he finally confirmed as ten, nearly eleven but her birthday was after the school year began so she’d have to wait a full year before starting Hogwarts. 

He shared books with her, often ones that had difficult to understand material, and she easily grasped it. They had thought provoking discussions on magical theory, despite her not having shown signs of having any yet. In a small way he wishes she had, so he could teach her spells for when he wasn’t there. Regardless, Sebastian felt that this summer in Feldcroft had been the most comforting he’d experienced since moving here after his parents died. 

He’d start each day by finding her already reading on the lawn of her Gran’s, fruit in hand and a smile on her face. She’d help him with his chores and bring a book along when things got boring. On days his chores weren’t as involved they’d walk to the shore and skip rocks, or spend time swimming together. He had brought her to some ruins nearby, nothing too far, but they’d explored them until the sun set, finding treasures long forgotten. 

Sebastian realized she hadn’t spoken as he’d been lost in thought reminiscing on the summer.  When he looked down, he saw the young girl with tears in her eyes, staring off into the fields, not responding. The sight of her so saddened instantly made him want to draw her into his arms and let her know it was going to be okay. He settled on a less intense version as he turned his body towards her, wiping a tear off her face.  

“Hey don’t cry, it’s going to be alright… I can visit sometimes on the weekends or maybe your mum will let you visit me in Hogsmeade or -” he tried to reason with her, not caring what his classmates would say about him hanging around with a girl a few years younger if they saw him in Hogsmeade with her. Instead she shut him off with a quiet whispered phrase. 

You’re leaving me too. 

The words had immediately torn at his heart. He cursed Merlin for making her too young to come back to school with him, punishing her with another year in this stupid Scottish Hamlet alone. For allowing her father to be struck down in such a poor way, leaving her at the loss of a male figure in her life. At how her Gran continued to get worse and worse, knowing the old woman would soon likely depart as well, leaving this girl even more alone. He hated it more than anything that he couldn’t do anything about it. 

The young girl had stood not long after saying the words, grabbing her long skirt in her hands and running away from him. Her book abandoned as she sprinted back towards the hamlet from the small field they were in. She ran into the small wooded area at the base of the mountain, using the trees to hide from him as she ran.

Sebastian didn’t care he was abandoning his uncle’s sheep when he sprinted after her. If one ran off he’d spend all night chasing it down. Right now he needed her to stop running from him so he could help her see he didn’t have a choice in the matter. He couldn’t leave knowing she was upset with him. 

“Y/n stop!” he shouted as he got closer, her shorter legs no match for his longer ones. When he got right behind her, he didn’t even think, as he reached down to scoop her up and lift her petite body into the air as she kicked. 

“Put me down!” she cried out, more tears falling and he shook his head, pulling her close to him. Sebastian had hoped the girl would relax in his arms but it seemed to have the opposite effect. She trembled against him so violently as she continued to struggle, begging to be put down, to let her get some distance from him. 

Suddenly, and without warning a loud sound in the space next to them boomed through the air. In the panic Sebastian dropped the girl, watching as a small willow tree emerged from the ground and sprouted to a decent height as he stood there amazed. The girl had also stopped trying to escape simply to look, surprised at how it simply sprung up from the ground before them. 

Sebastian reached out, touching its soft light purple flowers in awe. In all the ways he’d seen or heard of someone’s magic manifesting he’d never heard of something this spectacular. In a moment of confusion, sadness and anxiety she had sprouted an almost fully grown tree, one that was often referred to as his namesake no less. 

He couldn’t help but stare at the tree in amazement, looking intently at its branches and bark. He studied the roots, imagining that to anyone else, they would assume it had been alive for decades, not to have just sprouted from the ground in a moment of emotion. But it was here, in a simple flash. Standing tall, proud, and beautiful.

“You just, your, you-” he stuttered, looking for the words to say as she looked at him confused. While the young girl knew that the subsequent tree sprouting from the earth had to have been a result of her emotional distress, she didn’t understand his reaction. 

Eventually Sebastian found the words he’d been searching for as he grabbed her again without much warning. This time she didn’t fight it, allowing him to wrench her into his arms as he picked her small body up and spun it through the air. 

“Your magic, it’s brilliant! It’s so wonderful!” He said as he laughed under the canopy provided by the willows branches. 

To say the girl had emotional whiplash at the situation was an understatement. To have gone from happy, to saddened to shocked all in a few moments, was a lot to process. Not to mention something she could only compare to warmth in her stomach at being picked up by the boy… 

Sebastian set her back down, using his thumbs to brush aside the almost dried tears from her face before smoothing her hair back down. 

“Tell me what you were thinking of when it happened,” he asked her. 

The girl knew exactly what thought spawned the massive tree in front of them, but that didn’t mean she felt so inclined to share with him out of fear of embarrassment. So she opted to look up at him, while softly shaking her head “no” as she got lost in his brown eyes. 

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to… I can tell you how it happened for me if you’d like? I’ve never told anyone, not even Anne” He offered and at the opportunity she raised an eyebrow, eager to know more about him. Especially if that meant getting information no one knew. 

“Okay…” she said before taking a seat at the base of the tree she conjured, sitting along one of its roots before tucking her legs to the side so her skirt wouldn’t move too high. Sebastian decided to take a seat next to her, laying his legs out in front of him. He could tell he’d brown a smidgen over the summer as his pants rose up higher on his legs than previously. 

“Well, it wasn’t long after my parents had died. I  was 8, almost 9. I wanted to visit their graves but Anne refused to go with me, and Solomon refused to take me. So I snatched the bag of floo powder and snuck out of the house in the middle of the night. Once I got there, I’m not really sure why, it all sort of hit me at once. I kept thinking of how pretty my mom used to look while she was brushing her hair and singing quietly to herself. All of a sudden I looked down and where my tears had hit the ground, some asphodels were sprouting from the freshly dug grave. They still are there ya know, to this day. In fact almost the entire area has been taken over by them the last time I visited. Only thing visible is the stone marker itself.” He explained, as he twirled his wand with one of his hands unconsciously. In the other he realized the girl had slipped her own hand without him noticing. 

“I overheard my mom talking to Gran about how worried she was that I am a squib… since my magic didn’t present itself when my papa died. I suppose now that’s not an issue” she said gently and he squeezed her hand before letting go of it. 

“That’s not possible for a witch as brilliant as you...” he said before turning around and running his open palm over the bark of the tree still in awe of it. 

“I kept thinking about how sad I was going to be without you here” she mumbled quietly as she refused to look at him.

He thought for a moment before he turned back towards her. 

“You thought about how much you were going to miss me, and in turn sprouted a sallow” he said through a chuckle. 

“A what?” She asked, confused.

Sebastian gestured to the tree they were sitting under before saying, “Willows, oftentimes called sallows” then he pointed at himself continuing “Sebastian Sallow”. 

“Oh. I didn’t realize that” she said, almost embarrassed. She hasn’t understood that she had created something so closely linked to him out of the fear of him leaving. 

“I think it’s sweet… I’m going to miss you too, you know... If I could throw you in my trunk I would” he explained with a laugh. 

“You are?” She asked timidly while scooting closer to him. Sebastian looked down at the girl whom he’d grown so fond of, so protective over, in such a short amount of time. 

“Of course I am,” he reassured her. 

“I don’t want to be alone here” she said sadly and once again her eyes welled up with tears. 

“I know you don’t, and I wish I didn’t have to go… I promise to write every day. And visit some weekends. I’ll even ask your mum to bring you to hogsmeade some weekends the school lets us visit and I can introduce you to my friend Ominis. And then next year you’ll be at Hogwarts with us” he explained, trying to cheer her up.

“Okay…” she said with a sad nod. Sebastian still felt bad so he clutched his wand, pointing it towards his open hand and conjuring her a little flower before placing it behind her ear. 

“Cheer up, it’ll be Yule time before you know it…” he told her before standing and offering a hand to pull her up. 

“It’s getting late, I need to go wrangle the sheep and you should get back to eat with your family. I’ll bring your book back later” Sebastian said and she turned to walk back to town alone. 

“How about you see Anne and I off in the morning?” He asked as she looked back at him. 

“I’d like that,” she said quietly while looking at her shoes. 

“Good. I’ll meet you by the floo tower tomorrow morning then.” He told her and with that she left before she kept crying in front of him. Once she was out of sight he reached up, still awestruck at the tree. Quickly he reached up and broke off a small strip of flowers and put it in his pocket for later.

[highladyluck]

Season 2, Episode 3 Liveblog

Teaser:

YES WE HAVE A DRAWL I REPEAT WE HAVE A DRAWL 🚨🚨🚨🪲🤠🚨🚨🚨

FANCY RED COAT RAND is here to steal your wine

My jaw DROPPED at Mat’s glow-up 😍🤩😘 I cannot WAIT for this man to be forcibly extracted from his bathrobe

Loved the Arches & ceremony, some word-for-word quotes there.

First real big surprise is Natti as Wisdom- I would not have thought she had the social standing for that, but otoh possibly the other options died? And it actually seems kind of plausible that she could even be taught to channel if you consider book canon (given Bode and Eldrin), though I don’t think that’s required.

Ooooooh ok I see why they picked Natti- they needed someone to twist the emotional knife in real good 🙃 Also you can see where Mat gets his moral core from, here- there’s a job and someone has to do it. But the jobs no one else wants/can do tend to SUCK, no wonder he tries to avoid them.

(Book Mat gets his values from his dad, but I think there’s probably a lot he got from Natti that he feels on an unconscious level/doesn’t talk about because it’s not at the level of talking, it’s at the level of doing. Relatedly, I keep thinking about a theory I heard that book Natti was a functional alcoholic; someone said that how early book Mat responds to sickness & interpersonal conflict reminds them of adult kids of alcoholics.)

I’m looking forward to the last ring >:)

HUH

I wonder if she had to gentle/kill Lan in there?

Still Peak Nyneave, honestly

OH MAN FAKEOUT YESSSSSSSSS we are getting the canon test!?

Incidentally I like that branded water jug

Where is Suroth getting her lip color? I like it

Oh that’s creepy, incredible horror movie move with the pointing

YES WE HAVE A DRAWL I REPEAT WE HAVE A DRAWL 🚨🚨🚨🪲🤠🚨🚨

The Voice sounds like the South Carolinan delegate (main villain) in the women & minority genders version of 1776 I saw recently. Incidentally, RJ lived in South Carolina.

Female soldier, check

Asymmetric haircut, check

Oh Uno, you are a good man

WOW … but actually that was exactly as dehumanizing and brutal as I would expect

May the last embrace of the mother welcome you home, Uno.

Perrin is gonna do a murder- oh I guess not

Lol Logain has Rand pegged

Hahaha the other fakeout is paying off now too (Logain looking at Mat and Rand in Tar Valon)

Oooh more book quotes!

Miss “I know everything” Selene

The Queen of Cairhein?!?

Glow-up! Glow-up!

Oooooof :(

Liandrin respected someone?

Mat is gonna have SUCH a complex after this, but otoh he’s probably heard worse from his mom

Mat wants to matter T_T

PEAK EGWENE

FANCY RED COAT RAND is here to steal your wine

I love Rand setting the letters on fire

Oooooooh class warfare, Rand is so offended

Wow, Rand is wasting no time

I love Rand being taught by Logain actually

Oh that is a DEEP CUT into WoT lore (pun intended), we know from Origins of the Wheel of Time that RJ was originally intending ‘gentling’ to involve actual castration

Rand are you sure you want to say that?

Oh interesting, does everyone hear LTT? Or just voices?

YAY reunion??? Oh, Mat. :(

Yeah Mat is scared out of his mind

Time for an interview with Ishmael! This reminds me of Mat’s first POV in book 3 actually, at least superficially, but it’s more like the dream meetings

Well done wolves!

So many cages and traps in this ep :D

Ooooof that betrayal’s gonna hurt later

Ooooh maybe we do not want to piss off Selene?

Oh good job setting the Foregate on fire, hero (inn fires 4 lyfe)

Ooooooh yeah Egwene would try to bring Nyneave back

Elayne, a rule follower? Well, when it comes to thinking she knows best, she would be a rule enforcer.

Nyneavelet is very cute

My jaw DROPPED at Mat’s glow-up 😍🤩😘 I cannot WAIT for this man to be forcibly extracted from his bathrobe

Awwww Mat can pay off all his debts in Nyneave’s fantasy world 😭

Ah I see Nyneave’s fantasy world is real enough that it involves visits from the main plot conflict 🧐

“What’s that” is Mommy’s rage-triggered ticket home, sweetie

Oooooooof.

[the-boney-rolls]

The Great Covid Beatles Binge, Day 1: Nowhere Boy

I am stuck in bed with Covid and have decided to spend my time binging all the Beatles movies, docs and biopics I've never gotten around to. Up first, Nowhere Boy (2009)

OK this opening shot is actually stunning? The first chord of A Hard Day's Night and John running through Liverpool and stumbling just like in that movie. STRONG opener!

“Do I ignore you? No. So please don’t ignore me.” makes me think of "Don’t 'nore me Mimi!"

Oh Uncle George! I don’t know if their relationship was really this lighthearted and warm but it breaks my heart to think that sweet John couldn’t have a positive father figure in his life for long, he clearly needed that. 

John making weird little sounds while he doodles and then doesn’t even know that he’s being asked about his favorite guy. “Churchill sir!”

This poor actress has really been type cast as Messy Mom. I feel like she usually plays meaner/more fucked up characters though so I was skeptical, but I like her in this after all.

"I Put a Spell on You" really is a sexy song, damn.

So in the context of this movie, these scene doesn't even feel all that scandalous. This entire movie to this point (and going forward) has been framed a romance between John and Julia, so by the time you get here it's like yeah, I guess that's what we're doing. The writer of this movie read that one quote of John's talking about having feelings of attraction to Julia and really went WILD with it.

I'm shocked that they didn't try to find some way to get the song "Yes It Is" into this movie. Clearly someone has a theory:

If you wear red tonight Remember what I said tonight For red is the color that my baby wore

Anyway, this forest scene was hot.

I love Aunt Mimi and John teaming up to haggle with the man for a better price on the guitar. “That’s not very good is it John?” “Borderline mediocre if you ask me”

What is going on with this lodger and Aunt Mimi! I feel like I'm getting a vibe.

OK unsurprisingly, I need there to be like %1000 more significance placed on this scene.

I'm gonna pause here to talk about casting. I don't believe that actors need to look just like the subjects they're portraying, it's more important that they can carry out the essence of the character, but I do feel like sometimes, with certain characters, there are some aspects of appearance that are important. Like I think it is important that Paul is very pretty, both for his own character and for John's perception of him. And in this instance, the John actor is just objectively much prettier than the Paul actor and that's simply wrong. John would never in a million years say this little boy looks like Elvis!

This scene is such a mess, this movie is just making shit up now. Julia at literally every one of their gigs. John being weirdly jealous of Paul's relationship (??) with Julia. Paul being a great and confident lead guitarist! This last point in particular gets me because if that were the case, what's the point in bringing in George? Which happens in the next scene! There's absolutely no build up, it's just like here's George.

Justice for George, once again a nonentity in a Beatles movie. At least in Backbeat he had a couple funny lines.

Mimi made him birthday dinner and bought him a new guitar!! But he didn't show! Excuse me while I sob. This trope always gets me. I think the relationship between John and Mimi is my favorite part of this movie.

Ah the infamous punching scene. It really must have especially irked Paul that it was in the context of John grieving for his mother. Like, how dare they take this thing that was such a tender, emotional bonding experience for the two of them and make it into a display of John's macho anger.

Make me think -- WHAT would John have thought of this movie??

"In Spite of All the Danger," my beloved! This song is so good. Peter Jackson, please work your AI magic on the record to give us a cleaned-up version! I'm so McLennon-pilled though that it's very weird to see it in this context. Also, it's mostly a Paul song!

“Hamburg? Humbug!” Mimi, I love you!

OK sobbing. And as "Mother" plays the movie out? It's on the nose but it's working for me.

Overall, a fine movie. The whole concept of the movie as essentially a romance between John as his mother is questionable at best! But there were a lot of lovely shots of Liverpool and I did like Aaron Taylor-Johnson as John. He captured John's silly, playful side that you don't often see. Definitely the Mimi/John relationship was the best and most authentic feeling part of this movie, so I am glad that it ended on that note.

Next up, Give My Regards to Broad Street!