#all konked out only the evening :(

[dangerousskeletoncoptree]

i am very gay and very tired

[fandomfuntimem]

Dp x Dc or just Dp things I (personally) want to see more of.

Just some stuff I've seen and really liked but never see enough of.

Danny is very casually a genius and/or skilled (engineering, gymnastics, really any skill you pick):

There isn't enough of it tbh. I dont think people realise just how smart and skilled he is. Being a ghost probably made him very flexible and gave him extra abilities the average human may not have. Also he comes from a family of scientists, yeah maybe up against them he doesn't seem smart, but being "smart" comes in different forms. More often than not the ability to be smart comes from your ability to pick up on things, retain information, understand information, and use that information accordingly. Danny does that, especially with his villains. He even finds outside the box ways to defeat his villains. Like tricking Freakshow into becoming a ghost.

I just think its under utilized. A lot of Teen heros are geniuses but no one ecknowledges it. Hell, you can make it that Danny doesn't even realise just how smart he is. He doubts it and often thinks he's one of the dumber people in the room. But when sleep deprived and running on a cup of coffee he can solve a problem he hasn't even seen before the konk out for an hour.

Danny has BEEF with the JL or isn't outright a fan:

In a lot of fics the JL (especially Batman) are huge hypocrites. Like they'll barge into Amity trying to solve problems that don't even effect them, screw things up more, then offer Danny more training. Hello????? You guys being there caused the problem???? Then, in other things Batman preaches about territory and Danny will get threatened or treated with suspicion for even stepping foot NEAR Gothem, but then barges into his territory like its his buisness.

Let Danny call them out. Let him point out that everything has been fine untill they showed up. Let him get MAD. This is HIS territory, HIS haunt, HIS people. These guys have done nothing for him! Why should he accept their help when their help only makes things worse? In fics where they help him because he needed it and ended up in Gotham let him be suspicious and careful. He doesn't need to be vivasected or hurt to be warry of the crime fighting furries he just met.

Mans has the experience to know you can't trust anyone untill they prove you can.

Danny should be casually overpowered and spooky:

This isn't even he has to be experienced. He is so used to his powers he doesn't realise how scary it is. He will casually stop a punch from superman, laugh, quipe, then punch back.

He accidentally breaks stuff, walks through things, glows, its so normal for him. He apologizes and does it again because he forgot. He genuinly has no idea how strong he is, he just knows he needs to be soft on humans.

Danny and Phantom are very different personalities:

I'm not saying they're two different people. They have the same mind same person. But the way they act is so different. Danny is grumpy, quiet, whimpy. Danny is a loser, and everyone knows it. Phantom, on the other hand, is confident, he jokes, smiles, makes a game out of his struggles, he's strong. Phantom is just a good guy. Everyone (minus others) loves him!

This happens because Danny is more comfortable as Phantom or Vise Versa. Sertant trates carry over, they're nerds, they're smart, they enjoy a good pun, they're sassy. But because Danny is a loser everyone sees it as lame, but with Phantom its endearing.

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None of this means you need to get rid of silly nerdy Danny. You can have that but all these other things ad depth to his character. Hes smart but not confident, he's kind but not naive, he's powerful but not violent, and he finds comfort in the fact no one knows him.

Idk. I'm not a big fanfic writer so i thought i would just share and see what others do with it.

[moxfirefly]

"I'm not letting them go. They're mine. They've always been mine."

For a bestie mikey who is jealous, someone's taking readers' attention away from him?

These quotes are hard to work with XD

Ray, my beloved. Always coming in clutch 🤌

Rated Mature (suggestive themes)

Mikey felt a stirring next to him that prompted him to open his eyes. The midnight nap he’d decided on when you had sat next to him was disturbed and he wanted to groan displeased.

“Sorry Mike, I gotta use the bathroom be back in a sec.” That gentle hushed tone only served to help him drift back, almost at least. Woefully he accepted his best friend having to leave for a few minutes.

It was something of tradition at this point, falling a sleep next to you during movie nights. Mikey had wordlessly cemented the fact that he got to sit next to you and you had reinforced it by always finding your place next to him.

He took the second to stretch out, enjoying the pops of each achy limbs, patrol had been a bitch a few hours ago. He saw Leo konked on the armchair, Donnie in the kitchen making more popcorn as a sleepy April scrolled through Netflix to find something else to play.

“—Well im gonna need you in a bit to measure again, probably tomorrow too”

Raph’s voice rang from behind where he was sat on the couch. Mikey looked back to see him talking to you and holding your arm extended.

“Remind me why I’m doing this again?” He asked mocked annoyed as he used his pointer and thumb to measure your arm.

“Because I wanna win $100 bucks at work” You laughed when he moved to your other arm to do the same.

“What fucking weird job makes an ugly Christmas sweater competition?” He used both his hand to grab your waist, using it as reference for the torso of the sweater.

Mikey raised a brow ridge, why had he felt a pulse of something when he saw his brother man handling you.

“Hey if I win you’ve got $50 waiting for you, so make it as ugly as possible.” You arched your neck when he wrapped a hand around your neck and mumble something, clearly mapping out the measurements in his head.

That, yeah that felt really weird in the bottom of Mikey’s stomach. Why did Raph have to loom over you, hand around your pretty neck and smiling to himself.

“Well come by this week, I’m gonna need you while I’m making it.” He finally let go of you, and it took a second of trying to think straight to not jump Raph.

“Mikey and I are playing that new game where you romance all the hot people—“

Donnie piped in, “Baldur’s Gate.” You threw him a finger gun for the assist.

“Well ya think you can detach yourself from numb nuts for a few minutes at a time?” He asked playfully.

“Well you’ve got her measurements what more do you need, dude?” Mikey finally spoke up, making Raph and you turn towards his groggy annoyed face. “I got an idea but I gotta re-adjust or re-make whatever don’t come out right.” He spoke matter of fact, his gaze was mocking him.

“I can’t just take breaks between.” You offered to ease the sudden tension in the air.

“I’m sure Mikey can survive five minutes without ya, right buddy?” He clamped both hands on your shoulders and smiled at his youngest brother. “Man quit being handsy with her.” It came out before he could really assess what his mouth had vomited out. Under a different tone of voice it could’ve been taken playfully but this was the full opposite.

“Chill man, I ain’t stealing ya girl.” He chuckled and if Mikey could blush he would. He glared at Raph, not noticing your own blush creeping up your cheeks.

“Looks like it since you wanna keep her all week.” He was getting up now, less groggy and more peeved than anything.

“Mike—“ Your voice was gentle trying to ease the fast approaching boiling tension in the air.

“Aww, Mikey’s worried his bestie’s gonna be my bestie all week? Man just let it go.” Raph wasn’t even remotely serious poking fun at his younger brother.

“Im not letting her go. She’s mine. She’s always been mine.” He shot a deep glare at Raph, who face quickly fell upon hearing those words.

It took a few seconds for Mikey to fully comprehend what he had said and the implication behind it. His eyes went wide, landing on your own wide eyes and the blush that scattered itself further down your chest.

Fuck, what had he done?

[cc-cobalt-1043]

Heading home:

Set after the final battle, Tom and Maddie are excited they have more kids, Sonic is happy to finally find friends like him, Knuckles is worried and Tails is just tired.

After taking down Robotnik and helping clear some of the damage done to Green Hills the Wachowski family headed home.

Tom and Maddie were upfront in the car and Knuckles, Sonic and Tails were in the back.

Knuckles was firmly clutching the Master emerald in his hands as though frightened if he let it go it would disappear, Tails was squashed comfortably between Sonic and Knuckles, fast asleep having been worn out by the chaos of the battle, and Sonic was sitting with an arm wrapped around Tails, letting the Fox snuggle into him as much as the car seat allowed him, Sonic was thinking about everything that happened over the last two days.

Robotnik had returned and was defeated, the master emerald was both real and in their possession, and now Knuckles and Tails were here.

Mind you Sonic was certainly grateful they were here, not cause they helped him and literally saved his life, but because of the company.

As much as he'd loved being an only child, it could be lonely sometimes, with Tails and Knuckles, that was Likely gonna change.

Sonic was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of Tails stirring next to him.

"Sonic, where are we going?" Tails mumbled, the Kit's voice laced heavily with sleep and he looked ready to konk out again any moment.

"We're going home pal." Sonic simply said gently stroking the Kit behind his ears.

"Home, tha' sounds nice." Tails mumbled before yawning and falling right back to sleep.

Sonic chuckled then looked over at Knuckles who was still stone silent.

"You okay there Knucklehead?" Sonic asked.

Knuckles nodded.

"I am fine hedgehog, I am just...thinking." Knuckles said.

"If it's about Egghead, don't worry we won't see him again, or at least for a while." Sonic said.

"I'm aware, but that is not what is on my mind." Knuckles said.

"Then what is it?" Sonic asked curious.

"I helped Robotnik to acquire the emerald and also hurt you, this town and the Fox, will I truly be accepted into your...family?" Knuckles asked.

"Course you will, Eggman manipulated you and used you into doing those things." Sonic said.

"Besides this family always seems to meet in some weird way." He added.

"It's true, when I first met Sonic I shot him with a bear tranquilliser." Tom said.

"And the Fox hit me with a car on our first meeting." Knuckles added casually.

Tom and Maddie both gaped at Knuckles then at Tails.

"Oh my God, are you OK?" Maddie asked him worriedly.

"I am fine, I have quite a strong body so the car didn't do anything serious, besides he was saving Sonic?" Knuckles said.

"Yeah, he even drove it off a cliff to save me." Sonic added.

"I was wondering where that went." Tom muttered under his breath.

He looked at Tails.

"Remind me not to get on his bad side." He chuckled.

He looked back at Knuckles.

"But don't worry about anything Knuckles, you're part of this family now and if GUN or Robotnik want you back they'll have to step over my cold, dead body." Tom said.

"Same here." Maddie nodded.

For the first time since meeting him Sonic thought he saw a smile on the Echnida's face.

"I certainly hope it doesn't come to that, but I appreciate the sentiment behind it." Knuckles said nodding.

After a while of driving in silence they finally arrived home.

Tom, Maddie and Knuckles all climbed out while Sonic coaxed a deep asleep Tails awake.

"Huh, wh're we." Tails yawned not looking too pleased to be woken up and clearly wanting to go back to sleep.

"We're home pal, but I need you to get up." Sonic said.

Tails grumbled slightly from tiredness but with some assistance from Sonic he climbed out the car.

Sonic took in the kit and saw just how exhausted he really looked, his tails and ears dropped slightly and he could barely keep his eyes open.

"Tired bud?" Sonic asked slightly teasingly.

Tails just yawned his tails flicking slightly as he tried to stifle said yawn behind his hand.

"Yeah." Tails added after a moment.

"I can tell." Sonic chuckled giving Tails a scratch behind the ear before taking ahold of the Kit's hand.

"C'mon bud, let's get you some shut eye." Sonic smiled and Tails nodded too tired to reply.

Meanwhile Tom, Maddie and Knuckles were inspecting the damage.

"All in all it's not too bad, we can definitely stay tonight, but we should probably have this fixed soon." Maddie asked.

"I'll get started then." Knuckles said.

"What do you mean pal?" Tom asked confused.

"I have inflicted this damage upon your home and I should be the one to fix it." Knuckles said.

"Honey, that wasn't your fault, that horrible man manipulated you into doing those things." Maddie said.

"But I need to attone for my actions." Knuckles said.

"You already have Knuckles by saving the town, that's more than enough." Tom said.

Knuckles nodded, though he didn't seem fully convinced.

"Now, let's show you guys where you'll be staying for the night." Maddie said.

"We can stay?" A tiny voice asked.

The others turned to see Sonic and Tails behind her, Tails was looking at her curiously.

"Of course Baby, we'd love you to stay with us." Maddie said.

"Yeah kid, you're more than welcome." Tom nodded.

Tails nodded and yawned heavily leaning into Sonic's side.

"Okay, I think that's the signal for bedtime, come on guys." Tom said.

They went inside the house and after being greeted (and licked) by Ozzie they went up to Sonic's room.

Tails gaped in awe as they went into the room.

"Wow, it's so cool in here." Tails said looking around the room in awe.

"Okay guys, get yourselves ready for bed, it's been a long day." Tom said.

Sonic climbed into his bed and Tails went over to the beanbag chair and climbed onto it, humming contently as he lay down on it, apparently finding it comfortable enough.

"We've got a spare sleeping bag in the garage Knuckles, if you'd like it, looks like Miles has already claimed the bean bag.

Knuckles looked over and indeed Tails was stretched out on the bean bag in a ball, mumbling contently as he slept.

Nearby Sonic looked over with a very fond look, Knuckles couldn't help but feel the same.

Knuckles looked back at Maddie.

"Yes please, that would be very nice." Knuckles nodded.

Maddie nodded and soon returned with said sleeping bag, as well as a blanket which she gently draped over Tails.

Maddie then set up the sleeping bag for Knuckles who after thanking her climbed in.

"Goodnight boys, sleep well." Maddie said.

She kissed each of the boys on their foreheads before leaving for Tom's room.

Sonic yawned and stretched out on his bed.

"Night Knux, I hope you like it here." Sonic said.

"Goodnight." Knuckles replied.

Knuckles looked at Sonic, then Tails and with a small smile closed his eyes.

"I think I will." Knuckles mumbled to himself.

[yakuzacanons]

how they sleep/cuddle pt 3 w the ichigang pls?

Sure thing boss man. Last one for today, just wanted to get a couple done before bed. Keep em comin!

Ichiban Kasuga

Konks out like he's never slept before in his life. Kind of starfishes but doesn't toss and turn at all, like ever. Snores sometimes, it really depends on what he ate or if he drank too close to bedtime. Will cuddle before he falls asleep but he cannot fall asleep while cuddling, if that makes sense. Usually the big spoon so when you pass out, he can just flop flat on his back and sleep, even if you've fallen asleep on his arm. Sleeps in boxers and a white tank top.

Tianyou Zhao

Inconsistent sleep schedule. Yoyos from the extremes, so he's either up at 4 AM starting his day or just waking up at 4 PM. Due to his weird sleep schedule, he'll only cuddle you if you aren't already passed out because he's worried about waking you. He has a dedicated spot on his nightstand for his glasses. Doesn't have a specific outfit to sleep in, just whatever is comfy as long as it's not something he wore to go outside.

Joon-Gi Han

Has an entire skin and hair routine before bed, complete with a face mask. Wears one of those fuzzy eye masks to keep the light out. He won't say it but he secretly likes when you use him as a pillow and fall asleep on him. Sleeps in his underwear unless he's cold, in which case it's an overly sized t-shirt. It's goofily big too, likely a gift from Seonhee that got delivered in the wrong size and they both never bothered to return it.

Eric Tomizawa

Always sleepy, even if he gets like 12 hours of sleep. Tends to stay up late. His cuddling style is a little weird in that he just finds ways to nuzzle up to you regardless of what position you're in. His sleeping position is a total crapshoot, you might wake up and find him curled up in a little ball or wake up and find he's taken over the whole bed. Sleeps in a t-shirt and boxers.

Yu Nanba

Goes to bed early but isn't an early riser. Could sleep 15 hours and not care. Usually sleeps on his side and tends to stay in the same position all night. He does talk in his sleep sometimes, although he refuses to believe he does. Doesn't cuddle much in bed but will kind of lounge close to you and talk to you sleepily before bed. Sleeps in sweats, is always cold at night even in summer.

Adachi Koichi

His entire body is for laying on and he won't mind if you do. You can even fall asleep up there if you really want. Just be warned, he tends to sleep on his tummy so he will roll over eventually. Snores the worst out of the Ichigang. Wears just his underwear to bed. Needs like 3 alarm clocks to wake up.

Saeko Mukoda

Her blankets, pillowcases, and bedspread all match. Typically does skincare before bed, although she's embarassed to say Joon-Gi's routine is far more extensive. Likes to lay her head on her partner's chest to cuddle but for sleeping she actually needs her own space to really get comfy. Has adorable pajamas sets in her favorite colors.

Seonhee

Has a skincare routine that's similar to Joon-Gi's, although depending on who you asked, no one knows which one of them invented the routine first. Total night owl, somehow always wakes up bright and early though. Actually likes to be the big spoon! She has nice pajamas sets too like Saeko, except she doesn't care if the tops and bottoms match so sometimes she goes to bed wearing the weirdest color combinations.

[llondonfog]

Please Tsum Lilia being a little menace and all of Diasomnia pulling a Heartslabyul to keep up but the moment silver’s sleeping spell hits him, making him konk out, the tsum just cuddles close to him

ANON PLEASE THAT IS THE SWEETEST IMAGE AND IM LOSING MY MIND??

Tsum Lilia is an outright TERROR— he's torn through the kitchens with the same nuclear level of destruction as his fae counterpart, bounces around in the high rafters of the Diasomnia common room where no one can fetch him (how did he even get up there?!), and somehow manages to soundly beat a large portion of the freshmen gamers although how he managed to do it by bouncing his tiny body against the video game controller, they're still not sure.

No one can tame him! The creature seems to shake with a silent glee as it tsums (coughs, zooms—) away from Sebek's grasp, and even somehow has the speed enough to bound in circles around Malleus' spells to trap it in place! The dorm has become a veritable zoo of students racing about to capture the mischievous little beast, trying to keep furniture from toppling as it knocks into them with delight at the chase, and poorly avoiding a tripping incident in the halls by some kind of hazardous waste concoction that the tsum has left trailing in its wake from the kitchen wreckage.

They're at this for hours, and still no one can report to Malleus-sama that they've corralled the tsum, not even Lilia himself! But to be honest, while they've been running around trying to correct the damage that's been done, has anyone actually even seen it lately? It's Lilia who ends up opening the door to Silver's room and finds his tsum happily cuddled up in the arms of his napping son, seemingly content to have the boy's cheek squashed up against its own. The tsum blinks up at Lilia before closing its eyes in what he can only guess is its attempt at showing happiness, nudging ever closer to the warmth of the slumbering boy.

Lilia remembers what that's like— remembers the days when his son was so much smaller and could be held close just like that.

He closes the door softly and cheerfully reports that he has no idea where the tsum could be, leading to a collective groan from the gathered student audience, and a contemplative look from Malleus himself.

There's no harm in letting them sleep a while longer.

He's certain that they're both having the sweetest of dreams.

[fishfingersandjellybabies]

Hi! I saw you wanted some JonDami idea sooo:

• First time they hold hands

• First time Damian felt safe enough to fall asleep on Jon

• Discussing baby name when still in high school (which I did lmao)

• Seeking help from their siblings on how to ask the other in a date

• Eloping right out of high school to get married because they're idiots in love

• First kiss!! How did I forget that!!

• During patrol while high on adrenaline or maybe they were at the farm relaxing under the sunset or after playing video games and laughing with each other!

• One of my soft favourite to picture: leaning on each other, forehead against forehead or cheek against cheek, just existing and feeling the other's warmth

I have ton of other ideas and some hc but I think it's enough rn lol

Thx u byye!!

LET'S DO IT. (assume all ages are 16+ I guess, idk does it matter?)

First time they hold hands: pre-romance. Jon's powers shorted out and he fell outta the sky. Damian caught him by his hand just in time, and when he pulled him to safety he just...didn't let go. Jon noticed but didn't say a WORD.

First Time Damian fell asleep on him: Probably right after the relationship started/became official. They'd both had a rough hero week and Damian had been on edge just, forever. So they sit against a wall in the cave and one second they're sitting there in silence and the next, Damian's dropping against his shoulder already konked out. Jon panics for half a second but then Dick sees them and says 'He only sleeps when he feels safe.' and those words shake Jon to his core.

Baby names: This is all Jon. Jon just starts rambling about it one day. "How would we honor both our cultures? Or do we at all? Do we go with an -El name, or a name from your mom's side or just call him Bob?" Damian is endeared for a while but quickly gets so fucking annoyed because every name is more ridiculous than the last.

Siblings help: Jon obviously asks Kon and Kon is SO. JACKED. TO. HELP. He hesitates a little when he finds out it's Damian but, honestly, the kid is at least alright. Damian, much to the Kents surprise, does NOT ask Dick or even Tim. He consults Cass first, who asks Steph to standby as she gives her advice, and Jason, for reasons mentioned in previous asks in that he's a sucker for a classic romance novel so, clearly, he is An Expert.

Eloping: Honestly? Yes. And it happens at the same time one of them (I'm thinking Jon) says I love you for the first time. The other reciprocates (Damian) and one of them (Jon) sarcastically says 'really? well damn let's just go get married right now.' and Damian just goes. "Okay." and.......................they do. Maya officiates, Kathy is the witness, and the only family in attendance is the pets. (Goliath is flower girl)

First kiss: First kiss is at a Wayne Holiday gala/Justice League xmas party not long after they started dating and the end up under mistletoe. They do the hesitant peck thing first but then oh boy they like it and mmmmmm Clark and Bruce might have to rethink allowing sleepovers anymore.

Chillin': Jon gets so entranced when Damian laughs he literally just stops functioning. He will stop and stare and was even caught drooling a little bit once. (by Jason, no less.) If he's with Damian/it's just them, if Damian's laughing, he'll start laughing and just pull Damian as close as he can and they just keep laughing together.

SOFT FOREHEADS: There's some world-ending situation and they've been separated for most, if not all, of it. The day is saved and they're finally reunited on a rooftop somewhere. And they run desperately at each other but when they reach, they know the whole League is watching them and Damian's not big on PDA (and tbh neither is Jon, if only for protective reasons) so they just grab each other's hands and stare deep into each other's eyes until one of them well up with tears and closes his eyes and they just ~gentle forehead touch~

[choicesmc]

Worse Than Heartbreak

content warning: slurs, referenced child abuse, homophobia, queerphobia, and angst (pretty sure that's all!)

MC: Fiona Lightwood Word Count: 1.5K + Summary: The dinner that changed everything. Banner: charcoal and acrylic self portrait by @/ellysmallwood

Fiona had been heartbroken before. He’d had his fair share of teenage crushes and sympathetic rejections. 

But this? This was entirely something new. 

Broken was too light of a word. 

Broken was for softer, easier transgressions. 

Broken was how Jesus felt when Judas betrayed him –disappointment mixed with grim foreknowledge. 

No, what Fiona was only now realizing Chiamaka was his betrayer. Chiamaka pressed a light kiss on his cheek. It was meant to be comforting, meant to calm his thundering pulse, meant to reassure him that everything was going to be alright. 

It only solidified her betrayal. 

Panic spiked through him as every eye kept on him. Every eye wandered down his face, looking for another flaw to rip out of him. Would his hair look too neatly kept? Would his lips be too shiny? Was his shirt, plain black and white checkered as it was, be just an inch too flamboyant? There was always something quite off about him, always something that was a touch weird about him. Something that he had always, always hidden with growing expertise. 

Every eye quickly unraveled the stone-firm defenses that had kept him safe. 

Chiamaka put her hand on his lap, making Fiona intimately aware of the white shorts he wore. They were a little special with trace golden lacing that glittered when it caught light. He’d been a little giddy when he put them on, reveling in the way they clung close to his thigh almost teasing that certain oddness in him. 

Now, Fiona begged God above that the lighting wouldn’t give him away. Her hand tightened around his thigh, pressing the intricate lacing ever so subtly against his well-oiled skin. Her voice trembled a bit, as if his silence was damnation in itself, “Isn’t that right, baby? That’s what you told me last night?” 

He’d done so in confidence! In privacy! He’d never, ever, ever dreamed –goddamn it– thought this would be the result. There were a number of things he’d expected: a broken engagement, disgust, anger even! But, not once, not once had he thought she’d tell his parents!  

Fiona thought they were closer than that. He’d thought he could trust her. Even if she didn’t accept him, he’d.. he’d thought--

A sharp konk from his father’s fist pushed Fiona’s head down. Fiona almost wished he’d just hit him properly. Properly grab him by the arm and yank him out of his seat. Properly raise his hand high before striking down on him. Properly show his anger instead of this smoldering rage. 

Like before. 

But Fiona wasn’t a child anymore. He was an adult. He was too old to be caned, too old to be whipped, too old to let his body answer for his actions. 

But, by God, this was the one time Fiona would eagerly accept that as an alternative to this seething, simmering, building disbelief. 

Tentatively, almost ignorantly, Fiona let his hand roam upwards, carefully touching the now-throbbing top of his head. It bought him just a little more time. Just a couple more seconds without a response. 

Not enough, though. 

“Uwakwe!” His father barked, “I will slap you if you don’t stop this nonsense! Speak!” 

Instead, he tripped over his words. The caging urge to confess made him mad. Stumbling and cracking through his sentence before restarting in an pathetic attempt at clinging to his intensifying sense of survival. 

Uwakwe managed a half-mumbled a yes, hidden between ‘maybe’ and ‘no’ and limp explanations. 

His mother heard it anyway. 

She wept. 

Chiamaka patted his thigh, numbing every area she touched. Yet, she smiled –something a little wistful, something a little proud, “I’m glad God moved Fiona to confess. Now we can work towards fixing this together.” 

“Fixing” something like him was code for torture. Long nights without food, circles of priests shouting heaven down, whip marks across skinny thighs –they all knew what fixing him meant. 

His tongue ran over his teeth. Silent, nervous laughter fluttering out of him. Her words hung in the air, each second of silence serving as tacit agreement. Each second, she patted his thigh again. Fiona just knew the face she made. Her large brown eyes flooded with relief, her mouth curled up and genuine excitement, elated that she’d finally get to help her husband (to be, anyhow). 

Genuine, unmistakable joy would paint her features in radiant beauty. 

Radiant beauty at the prospect of his suffering. Radiant beauty in face of his torturing. 

Fiona couldn’t stomach it. 

“I can’t.” 

The words slipped out unnoticed. Their presence steadily growing in the weeping silence, a resistance to tacit agreement. 

Genuine worry clouding her pretty brown eyes. She scrutinized every piece of him, wondering what could draw resistance out of him. Her hands moved to his face, gently cradling it in hand, carefully brushing over the apple of his cheeks. Her voice was soft, familiar, a gentle lullaby as she whispered, “Baby, don’t worry. I’ll still be marrying you. This, this is just a rough patch, alright? We’ll get through this. Together.” 

In any other context, Fiona would have leaned into her touch, letting her feel his growing smile in the palms of her hands. 

Instead, he shook his head, accidental bravado already waning, “That –thank you, Chi, but,” He broke off, eyes closing as he stumbled through the rest of his words, “I, I don’t need that. Believe me when I say. I’m okay. I am fine. They’re, they’re just thoughts, my love. Just thoughts. Now and forever, that’s all they’ve –all they will ever be.” 

Chiamaka squeezed. She leaned, pressing a firm kiss against his cheek. But her hands trembled and her kiss was hesitant. 

It wasn’t out of anger, Uwakwe knew his fiancee. It was hidden dread thrumming through her veins. Easy repetitive movements bellying the undercurrent of panic in every motion. 

She was scared of him. 

Tears began to well, quickly creating wet drops on the half eaten plate of isi ewu in front of him. He’d been nothing but a good partner: faithful, loving, and endlessly devoted. And this didn’t change any of that. It didn’t make his love for her any less real. It didn’t even change the foundations of their relationship. 

Nothing had really changed. 

Soon matching his hot tears was the red-hot sensation of a slap across his cheeks. Barely any time passed before another slap landed on his other cheek; this time bony knuckles knocked against jaw leaving a dull ache. 

It was a back-handed slap. 

Open amazement flooded Fiona. He hadn’t gotten one of those since high school. What was next? Would they cane him too? 

“You!” his mother screamed, hostility and hatred highing painful confusion, “You want to kill me before my time, eh? I will not allow it! Do you hear me? I will not allow it!” She struggled hollowing her next words, tears straining her voice as she continued on. Her husband rushed to her side, covering her –protecting her– from Uwakwe. 

Kachu’s sentences devolved into a mix of Igbo and fragmented English. Not that it made Fiona any less wise to their meaning. Not that he needed to hear her words to understand what she said. He could hazard a couple guesses: 

“Abomination” was a favorite. Her go-to English word for anything unnatural, unethical, and completely damned. Which, more or less, was what Fiona was to her now. 

“Faggot” would be next. She knew how he flinched away from the word. Before, she used to tease him with it, always joking that the way he avoided it someone would actually think he was one. 

“Tranny” or “crossdresser” next. For her, there wasn’t much difference. Each word was spit with an equal amount of concentrated vitriol and acidic hate. Even now, as she wept in grief, she could still manage the pretense of holy grace as it slid off her tongue. 

Turns out, she used all three. And then some. 

A lot more. Fiona grimaced at the sound, swallowing down his next set of tears as the room filled with curses. Chiamaka, at least, had the sense to look somewhat bashful. 

His father paused his soft comforts to speak to Fiona, voice icy and chilled, “I hope you’re not still wasting tears. Look what you’ve done to your mother.” 

Uwakwe kept silent, allowing his father to continue. 

“Get out of my house.” 

A nervous smile spread across Fiona’s face, “Papa?” 

“If you want to live like a faggot, go and do it. But you will not drag that lunacy into my house. When you’re tired of sinning, come back. Until then, I don’t want to see you anywhere near my family.” 

His voice left no room for disagreements.  

Fiona said nothing. 

Chiamaka tugged at his sleeve. Fiona ignored her as he strode towards the door. His footsteps barely covered the desperate gasps pooling from his mothers lips. Barely covered the pained stare Chiamaka gave him. Barely covered the stony silence of his father as the front door shut closed. 

His heart shattered against stoney stairs. The dim lamplight itched against his skin. His golden thread glittered against the light. The road grew darker with each heavy step. 

Gods, where was he going to stay? 

No, this was far worse than heartbreak.

Author's Note: So.

Yeah.

How many bible references did you catch? (no, i won't tell you how many there are <3)

would love to hear your thoughts!! this took me a hot minute <3

the song that inspired this is: Destroyer by Saint Motel

[gale-gentlepenguin]

ML au: Lady of Second Chances (Season 3 opener)

(Season 1) (Season 2 + Divergence)

-The New Season begins with Hawkmoth unmasked and captured. Ladybug's plan worked and Viperion was able to capture the weakened Hawkmoth the moment he detransformed.

-Nooroo was safe. But the six teens now had to question what to do.

-Ladybug looks to Viperion to make sure that he is really Hawkmoth.

-"I have the butterfly here". He hands her the miraculous and nooroo pops out. Chat noir was silent as he looked at Gabriel, who was konked out.

-"So he really was Gabriel agreste." Ladybug spoke. Her mind flashing to all of her assumptions, all of the moments he was suspicious. That jerk played and manipulated them. Thats how Felix was able to hand over all the miraculous. All the thoughts clicked.

-She used her yo-yo to tie him up.

-She hands Viperion a macaroon. "Go feed you kwami and come back. I want to make sure we are playing this cautious."

-Viperion nods and heads off.

-Carapace is the first of the heroes to speak.

-"What am I gonna tell Adrien, I know his pops was a jerk but... I didnt think he was evil." Carapace let out.

-Chat noir's eyes went wide at the statement.

-"Assuming he wasnt the one helping him" Rena Rouge commented.

-Carapace, Queen bee and Ladybug shut that down.

-"Adrien would never do that!" Simultaneously said by the three.

-Chat noir punched the sewer wall hard.

-That got the attention of the group.

-"Why would he do this? He has a son, and he just decides to try and be a villain? For some stupid wish?! He is rich? He can have everything! The only thing he doesnt have is..."

-Chat noir realized why Gabriel was hawkmoth. His mother.

-Gabriel woke up. Tied up he tried struggling.

-"Dont bother, we caught you Hawkmoth." Ladybug stated.

-"You have no idea what youve done!" Gabriel stouted with hatred in his eyes. "You ruined everything. If you had just let me have your miraculous I..."

-"You wanted the wish to bring back your wife." Chat noir stated.

-The room was shocked by the sudden comment.

-Gabriel could feel a chill go down his spine. The stare of chat noir piercing him.

-Viperion returned as the tension grew.

-Gabriel thinking that nathalie will notice something was wrong. She might be foolish enough to try and send another sentimonster. He hated to admit it, but that might be his only escape. He needed time though. he needed to stall.

-"Yes. thats the only thing I ever wanted. I tried for years to get the miraculous... undo my wifes illness, but the miraculous were nigh impossible to find. So with the one I did find. I decided to take a more... drastic approach."

-The rest of the group started to feel sympathy... except for one. Ladybug. Ladybug was furious. She remembered the time with Bunnyx. She remembered how obsessed he was at getting the miraculous. He could have used it to time travel and save his wife but didnt.

-"Youre lying." Ladybug spat in hushed tones.

-Chat noir and the crew looked at her.

-"I know thats a lie. You get a chance to go back in time. You could have saved your wife, but you didnt! Youre lying! I know your lying! You want power!"

-Gabriel was shocked by that? Time travel? Why would time travel even matter? How dare she accuse him of such a thing. He loved Emilie! And he nearly gave up to protect Adrien, the last piece of her he had.

-"What ever are you blathering about, time travel doesnt matter? The miraculous of the peacock is still broken. That wouldnt stop my wife from using it. we were desperate."

-"Why would she use a broken miraculous? Why were you desperate."

-"She wanted a son!"

-Ladybug stopped cold. The others were confused. They didnt really know what Gabriel meant by that statement. But she did.

-Gabriel noticed.

-"You know what the peacock can do. You know what it means."

-Ladybug dropped to her knees. She knew what it meant. Oh she knew better than anyone else what that meant.

-"My lady, what does it mean?" Chat noir asked.

-"You cant mean it, youre lying. That cant be true." Ladybug focused on Gabriel.

-"I havent lied since ive been down here. I dont know why you know so much, or about time travel. Maybe thats how you figured out how to stop me. But know this Ladybug. I will do anything for my family.

-A sudden burst from above. A woman clad in blue with blue skin and a Peacock motif appeared. On top was a Massive dog like creature. Easily the size of Feast, but leaner, sharper and more beast like.

-Gabriel was a mix of relief and despair over seeing Nathalie.

-"Get them." Mayura ordered.

-"So thats the peacock." Carapace commented

-Ladybug was still in shock over the revelation she had. Gabriel managed to get untangled.

-The dog knocked Viperion into the water. Rena Rouge and Carapace jumped to try and fight Mayura. Chat noir trying to snap Ladybug out of it.

-Gabriel rushing to get away.

-Mayura was still fresh and was bullying the teens.

-Ladybug did snap out of it, seeing chat noir worried about her. She realize now is not the time for a crisis. She thanks chat noir and makes a plan. She tells Viperion to go after gabriel. He gets out of the water and does so. She tells Queen bee to stun the dog. Rena Rouge and Carapace give her an opening to do so.

-"Go help Viperion capture Hawkmoth. Ill handle Mayura."

-Chat noir sees the look in her Eye. and nods. He cant let his father get away (not that she knows that)

-Mayura looks at her.

-"You really think you can handle me alone?"

-"You would be amazed at what I can do."

_____________________________________________________________

-Viperion and Chat noir split up to try and find Gabriel. and as luck would have it. Chat noir found him.

-Gabriel found himself at a dead end (a deep drop he isnt surviving without super powers)

-"Dead end."

-Chat noir points his staff at him.

-"So all of this was to save your wife." Chat noir stares him down

-"Yes. I need her, my son needs her."

-"Your son? Do you really know what he needs? have you even spent time with him after she past? All you did was keep him locked away."

-"You know nothing about my son."

-"No, YOU know nothing about your son."

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[afreakingdork]

I'd like to see how would WS!Donnie react if he was the one having reader going through some scenarios they went through with him. How would've he reacted if they were the ones stuck in the spore induced loop? Or them going through the lovebug phase from the 'rat flu', or any situation were reader is completely out of themselves and he's stuck with them. Wonder if he would handle things similarly to reader, but on his own way, ig???

I GOT YOU, FAM!!!

We'll start in chorno order from the fics perspective with the rat flu (if it was transmittable to humans and not lethal like I made it for them):

Donnie would have begrudgingly accepted Captain Cuddlecakes if only reader would calm down for a minute. To get to Captain Cuddlecakes you gotta go through the other steps after all. We have the fever which Donnie would have been FRETTING over. He would have been so stressed trying to get reader back to a normal tempt, he'd be working nurse triple time. Onto Wild Rat man and Donnie would have been like 'too easy.' Reader would literally just be a wild animal, but they're still human. He would swaddle them super duper tight so they can't get out and use that time to try to get them some nutrients. I'm imagining they are still burrito'd by Captain Cuddlecakes, so he just obliges them by cradling them close, but he's exhausted. He's been trying to devise a medicine to heal you, but it's had because the symptom are so nebulous so there's no all in one cure other than riding it out. I can see him with cocooned reader in his lap as he works on many screens and reader is deliriously telling him how much they love him and want his full attention. He would have known they wouldn't remember so he'd indulge it even back then with 'I know, dear' and 'I love you too' since there were no repercussions. Might as well finish the symptoms so Ninja Supreme again, he'd just keep reader swaddled. Karaoke Love Songs would have been the hardest for him. Reader would belt at the top of their lungs whatever song and it would leave his ears ringing and add additional stress on his already taxed body. I imagine around here is where regular meds start to kick in so you're body is out of the danger zone fever wise. Into fanfiction, reader would probably go on about how they would have been his best evil friend after meeting him in the library and he'd like that idea very much. He'd imagine storytime with you and not even mind that your reading level was no where near his. He'd have let you into his nest and let you read his difficulty books at your speed and without immediately trying to correct you because you really are doing your best to sound out 'acquiesce.' Then the two of you would nap in his lost and found clothes pile and he'd feel what it was like to have a version of the turtle pile for the first time ever and LOVE it. Must Say Yes, he'd probably mistakenly forget as he'd the one who's going to konk out harder than you and ask for something like for you to finally settle down and rest and of course you'd both oblige and replicate the same sleep positioning as from the fanfiction stage.

For the love potion, he'd be WAY MORE upset about how you weren't acting himself, but he has much better assurances about a time table. I'd say the fear would be intense but would have lasted like 0.5 seconds before he was like, 12 hour time frame, let's experiment. He'd have the most of rules of the potion ironed out within 10 minutes, but you're a little harder to deal with because you wouldn't have the same reset. I'm not saying reader is more susceptible, but if this story hasn't taught you anything, I hope it's that reader is rash and impulsive. Because of this, they'd accept nearly all commands without fail. He probably wouldn't even find out about the reset because you never had any 'real' reason to look away. He'd probably find it someway silly, like wanting to waltz with you, but forgetting the music so he tells you to wait and when he gets it all set up and comes back, you've forgotten and he's just like... damn, dance first, then we'll test this new facet. Can't leave a scientific stone unturned! He'd limit all interactions to cutsey ones simply for the sake of it and would probably avoid giving commands, because what about you attracted him most other than you acting out of turn. He'd get to have his meat cute over and over again and relish it because even without the potion you'd crush on him every time~

[sm-headcanons]

Some of my Spooky Month OC Headcanons

Marnie, when babysitting Roy, lets him invite his friends over to play video games and hang out. Whenever his parents were on their way back, they'd all clean up any mess that was made and then she let them hide in her car so she could take them home later

Ajax will not speak to people until he gets a good grasp on their personality. Even then, he might not speak with them, or if he does it's in short replies

Tana, like her uncle, likes to collect insects. But only "pretty and colorful ones" like butterflies, moths, and beetles. She usually gives them as gifts to people, but doesn't understand why they freak out on her

Dorothy, when she was younger, used to be a punk-biker sort of gal. She doesn't really like to be reminded of those days, but Michelle will always show off some pictures she has of her in her "rebellious teen era"

Magnus has a whole collection of Happy Fella merch in his room, mostly some T-shirts, sweaters, and little keychains. His favorite thing to wear is his Happy Sun T-Shirt (the shirt I draw him in) and his Sad Guy-themed pajamas

Amanda (sentient porcelain doll) has a spider crawling in her eye. She named it Miss Muffet and feeds it by dropping crumbs of bread in her eye. Zeyn or one of the other cryptids has to clean her afterwards

Zeyn likes sleeping like a bat. They'll sit in a tree, then swing themselves so they hang off the branch and just konk out. The others dislike it when they walk through the trees and suddenly get a faceful of wings

[mellotronmkll]

That reminds me but when I was in Milwaukee I picked up a physical copy of x ray at this bookstore (I read a pdf) and it just made me think about how insane a memoir that book is. It's like a nonlinear narrative told from the perspective of a young reporter who is a clear stand in for ray himself interviewing the real older ray at konk studios about his life but it's also implied that this is in like an alternate universe dystopian future and he does tell stories from his life but he's an unreliable narrator at best and it's not at all clear how much shit he's making up and his descriptions get really surreal. At one point the reporter is like having a dream that he is a young ray davies getting a blowjob from a groupie while old man ray yells in his ear as he climaxes. Not even remotely the weirdest thing that happens though but it did stick out. And he literally ends the narrative with his on stage suicide attempt at white city in 1973. And the book came out in 1996 and he clearly only wrote it because Dave was doing a memoir the same year and ray can't let him have anything because as we know the best 3 years of his life were the years before Dave was born and then he was never happy again. I can't even explain the experience of reading this book because there's too much

[apompkwrites]

Hello theree! Sorry that this took a while school plus lack of imagination is bad. But now it's time for Lil!Shroud's turn at the fluff (does this found as fluff?)

It was an unfortunate day for Lil!shroud, like the gods were unhappy that day and decided to mess up their day for their entertainment. First it was their alarm konking out and not waking them up and ended with them being late for morning class, then being called on to answer a hard question. And now it was a savanaclaw and pomefiore student picking on them. They've been picking on Lil!Shroud for the past week, they always thought it was impressive how people from these dorms will only cooperate if it's picking on someone or a competition against Royal Sword Academy.

The confrontation began escalating and that started pushing them around, this lead to Lil!Shroud falling to the floor. They were just about to start gloating when "HEY! Leave my older sibling alone!" followed by a power magic beam that barely missed them. The bullies ran and Ortho dashed over "YEA! EZ GET REKT LOSERS!"Ortho shouted, "Sorry that's just something I heard big brother say, are you alright!? They didn't hurt you too bad did they?" "I'm ok Ortho, think I'll get a bruise though" Ortho inspected to area they were talking about. "Let's get you to the infirmary, I'll tell big brother about this and-" "No! Uhm- no you don't have to Ortho, it's not that big a'deal" The Android boy tilted his head in confusion "But he should know about this, you were being bullied!" Lil!Shroud knew that arguing with Ortho would lead to them somehow agreeing with him and telling Idia, he was very persuasive. Still they stayed firm on their decision and he respected that. But Ortho didn't need to tell Idia about this incident because he already saw it go down. A perk of being able to access the security cameras in the entire school was he could watch over his siblings from the comfort of his room, but if anyone was in his room then and there, they would be anything but comfortable. His hair was a burning red at these level 1 noobs who would dare put hands on his little sibling. Though it's true that they don't have as deep a connection as he and Ortho, they were still family. All those years of unjust isolation made Idia hold them closer to his heart.

It was fortunate they were in a spot where the cameras can see their face, he could identify them easily and found them magicam. Idia isn't usually one to send threatening messages to people (under an anonymous account) like a weirdo super fan but when it comes to his sibling, he makes an exception. The next few days Lil!Shroud notices that Ortho hangs around more, they don't mind however, the students picking on them got the message and backed off. While the fiery haired 3rd year stayed in his room, watching the camera looking at his siblings he feels a little guilty. If he weren't such a recluse, he could've protected Lil!Shroud in person and make more of an impact than just sending messages to them on magicam, his position as a dormleader was useful for these kinds of situations. Instead he couldn't even overcome his insecurities to help his little sibling. But after the events of what happened to Ortho, losing both of his siblings, he can't go through that again. So for now, he will work up his confidence and try to reconnect with his sibling. The first step to gaining favour points in a game is talking after all.

Wow that took a while. Sorry for not giving a story for a long time (even tho I said it was coming soon) I couldn't think of much 💀💀 I think it's only Lil!Asim left? Anyway thank you for being patient with me and have a wonderful day/night!

hngm my lil baby shroud :) and don't worry about taking breaks!!!

you got idia's relationship with them perfect tbh. he wants so badly to reconcile but he doesn't let himself because he's scared.

but anyway love the comfort for lil shroud. they're long overdue for family bonding :((

[theoddcatlady]

Crimson Wings

My husband Shaun and I love… well, loved, camping. We would go all year around, snow and rain was no object. We didn’t have kids and our trips didn’t have to be long, we’d pack up on Friday and be back on Sunday night when we couldn’t get any time off.

Last July we’d managed to scrounge up enough PTO for a whole week trip. We were heading down to Tennessee and it was going to be one of our best trips yet.

Our campsite was right smack dab in between two others. The family on our right were the Schultz family. They were the new to the whole camping thing, I had to end up going there to help the guy out with his fire. Greg was grateful though and he could grill with the best of them. His wife Anna was mostly fussed with taking care of their four year old daughter Genesis, but their son Ace was a treasure. He kept coming over to our campsite to tell us stories about giant bears that they’d seen while driving here. Shaun took to him and would swap even more ridiculous tales with the creative six year old.

On our other side was a group of young men out for one last trip before one of them got married. I only really talked with two of them, Brian and Phil, the husband to be and his best friend. They were a bit rowdy but they kept it to the daylight hours and they weren’t being gross so for the most part we ignored them.

There was one trouble maker though- fucking Gavin. Gavin is to blame for all of this. He was the one who kicked the hornet’s nest… literally.

The Schultzes had joined us for dinner on the third day, we’d gone fishing with Greg and Shaun had the kids captivated with a big fish tale when I heard a giant hullabaloo coming from the guy’s camp.

“The heck?” I murmured as I got to my feet, craning my neck to get a better look. I could only see that the guys were wigging out over there.

Shaun waved them off. “Ignore the kids, they probably saw a squirrel or something,” He said.

I frowned. That didn’t sound like excitement, it sounded like… anger. “I’ll be right back, if they’re pissy drunks then I’m gonna say we’re moving our campsite tonight,” I said, stepping over the log I’d used as a seat and walked on over.

One of the guys was giggling like a maniac and I could smell weed on him. The guys were all gathered around something on the ground and Phil was scowling. “Gavin, kick that shit back into the woods!” He said.

Gavin giggled again. “But dude! It’s sooooo big man! Greg’s really gotta see this!”

“He can’t see it you fucking idiot! He’s allergic!”

“Doesn’t he have an Epipen?”

“Oh my god I want to kill you.”

I got closer and finally got a glimpse of what they were freaking out about. It was a massive hornet’s nest, probably a bit bigger that a soccer ball, sitting at the guys’ feet. I could faintly hear the buzzing inside. “Guys, can you please get rid of that thing? You’re lucky none of you have been stung yet,” I scolded.

Phil looked up and threw his arms up in the air. “I’m trying, believe me,” He said through gritted teeth, “but Gavin is an idiot.”

“Awwww, but look at it!” Gavin gestured at it. “It’s soooo cool! The bees are cool too man, one was like, crawling all over my hand and didn’t sting me or nothing! Greg would be fine!”

Phil looked ready to sock Gavin in the mouth before I stepped forward. “Knock it off, I’ll get rid of it.” Wondering if the nest was just konked out from all the smoke from our campfires, I knelt next to the nest and gently lifted it in the air.

A cherry red hornet crawled out of one of the holes. My skin crawled as it gently brushed against my hand, I was lucky I didn’t drop the damn thing. It didn’t seemed particularly offended as I carried it past the treeline and carefully sat it down. I know, that was the stupidest thing I could’ve done, but I thought the nest was either mostly empty or this was a bizarre species of hornet that was really hard to piss off.

I headed back to camp and told them all about it. Ace immediately demanded to see it, his mom shot that idea down and then Greg said dinner was ready, and the easiest way to distract a kid is with food. By the time we’d finished dinner, Ace had all but forgot about the nest. So had I, until I heard shouting again.

This time I could pick out about every third word. I could tell it was Phil, losing his shit on Gavin for bringing the nest back into camp. Gavin kept whining and said the nest was friendly and that the hornets could be their pets. I looked over in time to see Phil shove Gavin and for Gavin to drop the nest.

I heard that thing crack when it hit the ground.

I smelled something like sulfur and suddenly that quiet buzzing I’d heard earlier was magnified a hundred fold. It was deafening, I could almost taste the sound. Ace and Genesis immediately started screaming, clapping their hands over their sensitive little ears as the rest of us instinctively ducked. As if that could protect us from what was about to happen.

The sky turned red with the bodies of thousands of red hornets. Far more than what could possible fit in the nest. Then they dive bombed. I felt one light on my arm before its stinger jabbed in. I screamed and crushed it with a single swat, but the damage had been done. My arm seized up and exploded in pain. I had broken my arm before. This was so, so much fucking worse.

With the last semblance of sense I had, I dragged myself to the tent and hurled myself inside. Shaun ran up, I saw hornets crawling in and out of his shirt as he dragged Ace along. He pushed Ace into the tent before running back to where Anna was crouched, she’d thrown herself over Genesis to shield her from the stinging.

Ace was wailing, rocking himself back and forth as I held the tent flap up to prevent any wasps from getting in. I felt my arm randomly spasm, and whenever it did I felt another wave of pain hit me. I couldn’t ask Ace if he was okay, if he’d been stung, the only thing I could do was scream at the top of my lungs.

The tent door was shoved back open and Genesis was tossed into the tent. Before I could move, Shaun collapsed on top of me and began to bawl like a baby. I managed to crawl out from under him and zipped the tent door shut.

After that, I let myself fully succumbed to the pain.

I don’t know how long it went on. There’s no way to fully describe how bad this was. Time didn’t make it any better. If anything it got so much fucking worse. I could sometimes hear Anna screaming but those stopped before it was dark outside. The buzzing never stopped. It seemed like it would never stop.

I vomited on myself sometime during the night. I swear I saw things from how bad the pain was. Dark figures moving past the tent, walking trees, the tent catching on fire and burning poor Genesis alive… then I’d blink and the fire would be gone. Genesis would still be crying and there was nothing outside the tent but the goddamn hornets.

Passing out was a mercy. When I woke up, the buzzing had quieted down to almost nothing. The two children were asleep on each other, snoring quietly.

Shaun’s lifeless eyes stared up at the ceiling of the tent, several swollen purple and red bumps covering his entire body to the point he was barely recognizable. I think he’d been stung a few dozen times saving Genesis and Ace. And he’d paid with it with his life.

I tried to shake him awake, I begged him to wake up with my voice hoarse from all the screaming, but he didn’t. He was gone.

I slipped out of the tent and nearly tripped over Greg’s body. He’d tried making it into our tent, his sting covered hand was still reaching for the zipper. Anna was at the forest’s edge, slumped over a tree stump.

I almost wished Gavin was still alive so I could wring his fucking neck, but he was a few yards away from where I found Anna. The bachelor party laid in various positions on the ground, all covered in uncountable stings.

But I wasn’t alone.

I tripped over Phil and a few others, seeing if any of them had survived when I saw her.

For a second, she looked… normal. A red haired teenager, no older than fourteen or fifteen, wearing a teal t-shirt and cargo shorts. I nearly sobbed as I hurried to her, babbling out nonsense about the hornets.

Then I saw she had a few dozen of them sitting on her shoulders.

I came to a stop as the girl cocked her head to the side.

“… You didn’t mean to hurt them. But they didn’t know that,” She said softly, blinking and dark brown eyes turning into black compound. Translucent crimson wings protruded from her back, occasionally twitching.

I couldn’t believe my eyes as she came closer, I saw even more hornets crawling on her skin, flying in and out from her pockets and shirt. She knelt by my side and her soft fingers brushed the swollen sting on my arm. Without a word, she squeezed it and it popped. I screamed and nearly passed out again before it all went numb.

A brand new hornet crawled out from the popped wound, cleaning off its antenna and wings of blood. The girl smiled and took it into her hands, placing it in her mouth.

“Many of my family died today, but yours will provide replacements.” She winked, as if she was sharing a joke, and whistled a tune as she walked away.

Every body burst at that moment. The air was filled with a soft hum as hornets rose from the corpses, following the winged girl into the forest, where they all vanished.

No, I was never given an explanation when I was taken to the hospital. They didn’t bother. No one had a clue what happened out there. From what I heard, Ace and Genesis have both gone completely deaf. I don’t know if it’s a psychological thing or a physical one, but there’s hope with hearing aids and therapy they can recover.

I can’t move my right arm anymore. I’m still in therapy but it’s looking like I’ll never be able to use it again. I ended up quitting my job, I get by on disability. I can never sleep because my dreams are just of buzzing and screams. Occasionally I’ll feel stabs of pain in my dead arm when I wake up from these nightmares.

And sometimes when I wake up, I think I see that winged girl standing at the foot of my bed, smiling with scarlet hornets crawling over her teeth.

[to-taiwan-from-fanny]

07/13/2024

July 13 - Long Shan Temple, YuYu Yang, etc.

Day 2 of Taiwan started extremely hectic: me and Faith were rushing to get ready to go out and barely made it down to the hotel lobby on time with only a few seconds left until 9:31.

If I had known how much walking we'd have to do, I would've woken up earlier to go get some pastries like we did yesterday but, alas, life goes on and we continued onto the excursion.

We briefly passed through Dongshanshui wet market which was remnicient of the markets I saw in Seattle with Faith just a week prior. This was followed up by to the Long Shan Temple. I felt a bit out of place as a tourist in a place of worship - the procedures the Taiwanese citizens did to honor the Gods reminded me of the offerings my family would give to our passed relatives during Qingming - but nonetheless, I admired the going-ons of the temple with as much respect as I could muster.

The lack of air conditioning in the area did leave me extremely winded and the immediate trip to the botanical gardens after didn't help in that aspect but the view definitely made up for it! It was my first time seeing a lotus flower in real life and it's even prettier than imagery could capture.

This was then followed up by a trip to the YuYu Yang art museum where there was both air conditioning and amazing sculptures and artwork. We stopped there briefly before being set free by Yeh Laoshi, Peter, and Chief.

Afterwards, me and Faith joined our classmates to eat hotpot (there were so many of us we had to get two tables!) and then I abandoned them to go roll around in my hotel bed. I spent the remainder of my precious time wishing I had a full bed.

below are more pictures of my day, before I knocked out.

pretty pretty temple!

a little lotus flower!!!!! so so so pretty i wanted to take it home so bad

cute off-guard faith and me taking pictures in front of the giant mirror ball at the yuyu yang museum

hotpot pictures from before I abandoned them to rot in my hotel bed

not pictured: me absolutely konking out.

Academic Reflection

Despite all the beautiful places we'd been to all day, the biggest stand out of the excursion was probably the first thing we went to: the wet market, operating from morning to noon unlike the newer night markets. Peter briefly mentioned his own experience and memories of the markets, with a tender killing a live chicken in front of him as a child, something we, thankfully, didn't get to see while passing through. There certainly were a lot of chickens though! It's interesting to see what customs survive the test of time and government regulation.

Growing up non-religious in a Buddhist household, I found the Long Shan Temple especially interesting. Though I identify with no religion, I still diligently participate in Chinese-Buddhist customs and superstitions and it was really cool to find out that the temple featured a mixture of Taoist and Buddhist inspiration. The moon blocks - used to give answers - was also extremely fun! Though I, myself, didn't ask the deitys any questions, it sure was amusing to see Faith ask them about her future dog.

If Peter hadn't told us that the bricks prominently featured in the buildings we saw today were of Dutch influence, I never would've guessed. I think it's really cute how bricks are called red haired blocks after the ginger-head Europeans that introduced them to it.

with love,

fanny <3

[howlingday]

Got a special one for Halloween. Can you do a scene from one of the Scary Movies (preferably 1, 2, or 3) please?

Well, it's past Halloween because I'm so backed up on drafts, but I'll see what I can do.

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Who Could Have Done It?

Ironwood: It had to be someone connected to the victims.

Ozpin: And knew about the accident.

Goodwitch: Someone who could move around unseen.

Ruby: But who... (Looks outside, Gasps)

Taiyang: (Memory) Yeah, they used to be a great team before the accident. Almost inseparable, those two.

Ruby: (Gasps)

Qrow: (Memory, Burps) Is... Is good, Squirt... Just... Just doin mah rounds...

Ruby: (Gasps)

Qrow: (Belches, Smiles) Good night, girls~.

Ruby: (Watches crow outside crap) QROW!

Ironwood: Shitliver?!

Ozpin: (Runs out) Peter! Where's Qrow?!

Port: I haven't seen him.

Goodwitch: Bart, have you seen Qrow?!

Oobleck: Sadly, no, ma'am.

Ironwood: HAS ANYONE SEEN QROW?!

Peach: Uh, yeah, he just left out back, sir.

Qrow: (Stumbling outside, Walks straight)

Qrow: (Rips off jacket, Takes off stubble)

Qrow: (Takes out cigarette, Lights it)

Winter: (Pulls up in car, Hair down shoulders) What took you so long, babe~?

Qrow: (Puffs) Just had to put the kids to bed. (Hops in, Kisses her)

Ironwood: (Runs outside, Watches them drive out) Dammit!

Ruby: (Picks up tossed jacket, Finds dagger) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-! (Hit by a car)

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Very Intelligent and Clean Animals

Zwei: (Barks)

Nora: Hi, little guy, how are you~?

Zwei: Fuck off, thunder thighs!

Nora: Wh... What?

Zwei: I said, "Fuck off! Thunder! Thighs!"

Nora: ...I oughtta kick your ass, you son of a-

Pyrrha: Whoa! Whoa! Easy, Nora! Easy! He's just a dog. Hi, little buddy! Would you like a bone?

Zwei: No, but I'd like to bone your momma's sweet ass!

Pyrrha: ...What did little buddy say to me?

Zwei: I said, "Little buddy wanna bone yo momma's sweet ass~."

Pyrrha: You don't talk about my momma like that! You don't know my momma like that!

Zwei: Oh, I knew yo momma real well. I fucked last night. She was howling like a bitch in heat!

Pyrrha: You wanna go?! I'll kill you!

Zwei: Ooh! I'm so scared! Bring it, bitch! Step in my cage and I'll show you and that stupid fucking pony tail who's the alpha male here!

Pyrrha: (Tosses Nora aside, Rattles cage) NAH! NAH! NAH! YOU WANT ME?! I'LL FUCKING GUT YOU RIGHT HERE!

Zwei: (Gnawing the bars) Let me outta here! I'll fuck you up!

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The All-Knowing Oracle

Jaune: Hello?

Emerald: I know. Jaune Arc. I'll be right with you. And don't mind the vase.

Jaune: What vase-? (Vase rattles) Oh my gosh! (Backs away) I'm so sorry-! (Bumps pillar, Giant vase konks his head)

Emerald: That vase. I am The Oracle. Please, have a seat.

Jaune: (Sits, Fart) ...It was the chair.

Emerald: Of course, (Sits, Loud and wet fart) it was the chair.

Emerald: I know why you've come. A great mystery awaits you, young knight, but you must not shy away from the challenge. Only you can- (Turns around)

Mercury: (Watching TV)

Emerald: Merc.

Mercury: Yeah, Em?

Emerald: Do you mind?

Mercury: (Gestures) I'm watching the game.

Emerald: ...The Burns win by 12.

Mercury: (Turns off the TV, Drops remote)

Jaune: Uh, can you tell me about-

Emerald: The relic.

Jaune: Yes! I held it and-

Emerald: Your scroll rang.

Jaune: Y-Yeah, and a voice said-

Emerald: That you would die in seven days.

Jaune: Okay, that's-

Emerald: Getting annoying.

Jaune: Yes.

Mercury: Try living with her. She gets mad about girls I haven't even slept with yet!

Emerald: ...Let me see the relic.

Jaune: Here.

Emerald: (Holds the relic, Vision plays)

Jaune: Look! It's-

Emerald: A vibrator?

Jaune: ...I was going to say Beacon Tower.

Mercury: Go to Beacon Tower. It's your destiny. (Relic shifts)

Jinn: (Watches, Fly lands on the relic)

Emerald: (Swats fly)

Jinn: (Reels)

Emerald: There we- (Swatted)

Jinn: (Smugly holds flyswatter)

Mercury: Uh, E-Em...

Emerald: ...I knew that was going to happen. (Spit hits her cheek)

Mercury: (Pulls Jaune) Okay, get back! Get back!

Emerald: (Wipes spit) Oh hell no. (Reaches into the relic, Pulls Jinn out) GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE! (Punches Jinn) What is your problem?! (Punches) Did the Brothers teach you no manners?!

Jinn: (Pulls away)

Emerald: (Grabs Jinn) GET BACK HERE!

Mercury: BABY, NO! NO! (Pulls Emerald back) Let go! Let go! Baby, we can't take another lawsuit!

Emerald: She spit on me!

Jinn: (Smugly smiles)

Mercury: You won! Okay? You won. Up top, (Hand clap) down low, (Hand clap) and a rump bump (Bump rear). See? We're good- BABY NO!

Emerald: IMMA KILL HER! Are you crazy? Are you crazy?!

RIIIIIIIP!

Emerald: HAHA! Not so great without this, huh?!

Jinn: (Feels her ripped out hair)

Emerald: (Clocks Jinn)

Mercury: You picked the wrong relic to come out of!

Jinn: (Collapses)