#also yes I did not get a reference for these two. deal w/ it.

[dashflashy-arts]

Graaaaghhhh I did not go to Tumblr for a break just to witness toxicity again. That's it. I'm scared for life from these two fandoms but I dont care anymore

A blorbo and a babey interact (in the Mall Au)

[kurishiri]

Crown’s revenge on Vogel giving them nicknames

꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ @ notice ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱ this translation may not be 100% accurate or contain creative liberties due to characterization purposes. if you enjoy, please consider reblogging, but please don’t repost these or claim these as your own!

꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ @ info ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱ this is formatted in like a group chat text format, and it’s basically crown assigning silly nicknames to vogel as “revenge” for nicknames getting assigned to them. it’s really silly. the translation is below the cut!

“The chatroom of my cute Crown members”

William: This is an emergency meeting.

Liam: hi hii, I’m here, Will!

Victor: Hello hellooo, William

Roger: I see you guys are always the first to respond

Harrison: It’s not every day Will’s the one gathering all of us though.

Elbert: Did... something happen?

Alfons: I would very much prefer it if the discussion that’s about to happen doesn’t go south...

A: Hm? Where are the two that work at their trading company?

Ellis: I’m here

E: Jude’s here too. he’s smoking next to me

Jude: Don’t y’all know I’m extremely busy right now.

J: Gatherin all of us in a place where that ordinary person isn’t, y’all probably gon push some disturbin mission on us, aren’t you.

William: It would appear Vogel has been giving us very amusing nicknames, you see.

Jude: Ha?

J: ‘Nicknames’? You called us here for somethin’ as worthless as that? Ya got worms for brains or what.

Harrison: To be fair you didn’t strike me as the type to do that.

Liam: oh, maybe it’s because it’s been so hot for some days in a row? Will’s not good with heat

William: Well, how many shall I read to you guys?

W: The shameless mirror man, an assassin under the command of the company president, sparkly pink, a person with a short fuse...

Alfons: Ahha! Did you hear that, Roger? They called you ‘the shameless mirror man.’

Roger: I can say with 100% confidence that ‘the shameless mirror man’ is referring to you, not me

Ellis: ‘A person with a short fuse’ must be Jude

Jude: I see ya want a pay cut, Ellis.

Victor: Hey, what about me? What’d they say about me?

William: I don’t want to give a nickname, a weirdo with long hair, and a cheerful dove. Supposedly.

Victor: Doesn’t want to... ah wait, more than that... a... dove?

Jude: That bloody Vogel’s clearly lookin for a fight.

William: ...Actually, I believe it’s the opposite.

Ellis: opposite?

William: To have thought up these most special nicknames, they must have wanted to deepen their friendship with us.

W: If that’s the case, then we must return the love, yes?

Liam: ah, I see! as expected of Will

Harrison: Are you being for real now? I guess Will is also the type to face forward in his own, Will way.

Victor: That’s what’s so wonderful about William ★

Harrison: you shut your mouth, Dove.

Victor: Youre so cold, Harrison~~!

Alfons: Anyway, what you are saying is that we deal to them what they dealt to us...

A: ...so, as thanks, we should assign nicknames to them as well, no?

Jude: We really goin all out.

Liam: I’m getting excited now! Hey hey, who should we give a nickname to first?

William: Let us start with the leader then.

Elbert: ...I have one.

Alfons: Well, aren’t you in tip-top shape today, Elbie?

Elbert: Fluffy and smiley leader.

Ellis: Its cutesy

Liam: oh, it’s because he wears a fluffy coat, and he’s always smiling!

Alfons: I must say, I expected nothing less, seeing it came from Elbie, but is it not a little too much in the cuteness department?

A: For example, let’s see... perhaps we could do the scheming and perverted fallen angel or something to that degree.

Roger: I see you’re not holding back on badmouthing him. I think the perverted part fits you more than him though

Ellis: He might be scheming, or he might be perverted. I’m not really sure

Alfons: For the record, this is what I hope for. Do you not seethe at the sight of that face that screams popularity?

Roger: Can’t argue with that there. Maybe something like very hairy legs

Liam: you two are always fighting but then agree on the weirdest things..

William: Alright, so Darius is the scheming and perverted fallen angel then...

Liam: wait what since when!?

William: Next up is the twins, Nica and Ring.

W: Let us see now. I believe it would be good to assign the twins nicknames that work in a set.

Elbert: ...twins...twins......

E: Twins with disheveled eyelashes.

Alfons: That hit rock bottom!

Ellis: Pudding & Pie

Roger: That also hit the bottom

Alfons: Then how do we feel about Clever & Cherry?

Liam: I can see ‘clever’ being Nica, but how is Ring a ‘cherry’?

Roger: Ah, don’t tell me

Harrison: Don’t you dare speak another word, Roger. A man’s pride on the line here.

Alfons: Oh, I assure you, this is all a mere guess, pure speculation ♡

A: I am actually not in the know regarding that.

William: Alright then, so the twins will be Clever & Cherry.

W: Then it’s decided. All that’s left to do now is to tell Vogel what we have come up with.

Roger: Wait, we’re telling Vogel? All of this? Are you crazy!?

William: We spent so much time coming up with these nicknames, would not telling them be more of a waste?

Liam: sometimes, I can’t tell if Will’s being or serious or not

Victor: And that’s what’s so wonderful about William ★

Harrison: shut up, Dove.

Victor: Youre so cold to me agaiiin Harrison~~!

William: Well then, who will be telling them...

[Jude has left the group chat]

William: Oh my, could this be a bug?

[William added Jude into the group chat]

Jude: What the hell

[Jude left the group chat]

[William added Jude into the group chat]

[Jude left the group chat]

[William added Jude into the group chat]

Harrison: ...Thank the lord she’s not here right now.

[ellecdc]

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSFx4A93R/

Dude in my opinion, the moonwater couple are like tidy couple? Do you get what i mean? Like they will keep everything at their place amd everything clean?

What will be their reaction if reader shows them this video and ask them if they would do the same to reader as a lesson?

It'll be cool if it can be a fic. But idk if your request is open. I just immediately went to this ask without checking it first

omg first of all - fuck that guy fr fr lolllll. Also that is such a sweet headcanon to have about moonwater - what does everyone else think? I totally agree with Regulus being super organized and tidy, but I'm not sure about Remus? Perhaps if he was with Regulus then yes, he'd be pretty tidy.

poly!moonwater x fem!reader who has hair ties and bobby pins and wears makeup

It was sort of comical the way that the three of you created some sort of spectrum of tidiness in your relationship.

Regulus was by far the tidiest of the bunch. As a matter of fact, if you didn’t see Regulus haunting the halls of your flat, you’d be hard-pressed to believe another person lived with you at all. He was so tidy, in fact, that he would often follow behind you as you tidied in order to re-tidy, though he never made a big deal about it.

“Don’t worry, mon amour, I’ll handle it. You go sit.”

He was simply just a tidy person – something that likely followed him into adulthood from his home life as a child – and he, as well as you and Remus, readily accepted that.

Remus was less tidy than Regulus but not nearly as liberal as yourself. Sometimes, you’d find Regulus picking up the odd stray half-finished cup of tea, or books that were turned face down and never returned to, but that was roughly the extent of Remus’ mess. 

Remus was what you called a piler – he had various piles of things throughout your shared home that may look random or out of place to the layperson but seemed to be the pique of organization in Remus’ mind. He was also the kind of person who would clean as he cooked and wouldn’t sit down to eat until the kitchen was cleaned up behind him.

Couldn’t be you, however. 

You were sure you seemed like chaos personified compared to your two boyfriends, always leaving a ‘trail of destruction’ behind you as Regulus once (lovingly) referred to it as. There was evidence of you everywhere – hair ties, bobby pins, half-finished drinks, books, magazines, and the likes. No one would have to wonder if you were home from work, seeing as your shoes were hastily tossed aside, your keys thrown onto the console table rather than hanging in their rightful place, your bag hung over the back of a chair, and your hair tie sitting on the kitchen table – all screaming “your girlfriend’s home!”

And though your boyfriends have occasionally taken the piss for your untidiness, it had never escalated to anything more than a “hey dove, can you come rinse your paint brushes that you’ve left in the sink” or a “amour, I don’t know where your makeup goes, can you come put this away?”

So, when you saw this video on Tiktok, you couldn’t help but ask them if they’d ever consider doing this to you to teach you a lesson. 

“‘Teach you a lesson’!?” Regulus repeated incredulously, already looking horrified and you hadn’t even shown him the video yet.

“Why…why does he have a hammer?” Remus asked cautiously.

Suffice it to say, the boys did not like the video.

“I’m not watching this.” Regulus spat and stood from his spot on the couch next to Remus rather abruptly. You momentarily felt bad for showing it to him, knowing that signs of even mild aggression like this could be triggering to someone who grew up in a tense household, but felt better when he turned to glower darkly at you, knowing then that his ire was only half-hearted. 

“Dovey,” Remus pleaded, his face looking horrified as he watched the man smash his girlfriend’s makeup. “Why…oh my god. If I ever do something like that to you, you fucking leave my arse, alright? Punch me right in the face whilst you’re at it, too.”

“Not me.” Regulus added, not making it very far after refusing to watch the video and leaning against the back of the couch to continue watching it over Remus’ shoulder. “Just kill me; put me right out of my misery if I insist on being such a miserable wanker.” 

You snorted a laugh as both boys scoffed derisively at the “I heart you” written on the mirror, Regulus looking thoroughly disgusted and Remus still seemingly horrified. 

“Oh, he loves her. I guess that makes it alright then.” He muttered sarcastically. “What’s this woman’s address? Tell her we’re sending her a gift card to…. what’s the store that you like?”

“Sephora.”

“Sephora; tell her we’re sending her a gift card to Sephora.”

You chuckled and leaned further into Remus’ shoulder. “You have to keep watching, he says he’s going to take her shopping for all new stuff after.”

This caused a pained groan to rip through Regulus’ throat as he began muttering angrily in French and finally wandering away. “Idiot absolu. On dit que ce n'est pas tous les hommes, mais il y a des hommes comme ça. Je ne peux même pas les appeler des hommes, plutôt des putains de bambins.”

“Why would you show me this?” Remus turned to look at you, his bottom lip jutting out comically. “This is making me so sad.”

“I wanted to know if you would resort to something like this because of my mess!” You defended.

“Oh, dove. You’re not messy, you’re just not as tidy as Mr. Clean-Freak over there.” He motioned towards the direction Regulus had gone with his head earning him a “you watch yourself monsieur les tas” from his boyfriend’s disembodied voice.

Remus pressed a lingering kiss to your lips and only broke away because he couldn’t stop smiling. “I would clean up after you for the rest of my life if it meant getting to keep you around.” He said proudly, and you felt your heart stutter in your chest.

“Remus.” You moaned, pressing another kiss to his lips. “So, you wouldn’t ruin my makeup for leaving it out?”

Remus scoffed and turned back to his book. “Not in a million years.”

“Come on amour! Get your jacket, we’re leaving.” Regulus called to you from the door. You could hear him jingling his car keys.

“Where are we going?” You called back.

“Sephora. I have to buy someone makeup now. If I can’t send some to the internet girl, I may as well spoil my own.” 

[loupy-mongoose]

*Ahem*

Happy Halloween!! ^w^

Bug Fables.

It's my current favorite video game, and actually, you can thank it for Linden Roots existing~

I'll explain, but in order to do so I have to dive into spoilers for one of my absolute favorite plots for one of my absolute favorite characters, so I need to slap on a;

MASSIVE SPOILER WARNING!

In my opinion, this game is best experienced SPOILER FREE, so if you haven't played it and want to some day, I recommend skipping my info dump below. (This info can be acquired before beating the main game though. :>)

You're okay with spoilers? Yes? Okay, carry on.

So.

Those who are familiar with Leif's story will probably see how Bug Fables influenced the creation of Linden Roots.

A long while ago, I mentioned Randy being inspired by my favorite fictional character.

That's Leif.

Leif is a moth who is ancient.

And dead.

Loooooong before the game takes place (I can't find an exact timeframe; it's like a generation or two), Leif went with a team of bugs to explore a cave, but ended up dying in there. In that same cave, a group of scientists later experimented on cordyceps. Now, as soon as they became relevant to the story I was HOOKED.

I learned about cordyceps as a kid, and they scared the crap out of me. But it also was one of those morbidly fascinating things I'd look into once in a while. (Before anyone tells me, yes, I know that's what's in The Last of Us.)

If you don't know, IRL cordyceps basically turn bugs into zombies.

Anyway, the scientists were trying to find a way to create eternal life (what else is new lol), and did this through cordyceps. Which, as one could guess when dealing with zombie fungus, ended up going badly for the scientists.

One of the "failed" experimental fungi was thrown out, and found its way to the deceased Leif, and brought him back to life. It took on his memories, and Leif woke up without knowing what happened, until you dig into his story during the game. So the "Leif" we know in the game isn't truly Leif, but is the fungus living as him.

Now... I'm sure that sounds a bit familiar...

This idea of a character being dead-but-not struck a chord with me. It fascinated me to no end.

But there's more to it.

As one might expect, Leif has some tragedy surrounding him.

While playing the game, you can stumble upon his decedents.

This here is Muze. With a 'z'

This is Leif's great great however-many-greats grand-daughter, who you meet in the game's present day.

When he was alive, he had a wife.

His wife was Muse. With an 's'.

We never get to see what Muse looked like, but he says in-game that Muze is a spitting image of her. Hence why Akoya is dressed as she is in my pic. She's dressed as Muse.

Now, according to the developers, Muse was pregnant when Leif went into the cave where he died.

And he didn't know.

There are several moments in the game that show Leif's potential as a father, but one in particular stood out to me.

(Note for the images; Leif refers to himself as "We/Us".)

Oops, I forgot one. Vi finishes by shouting "I said it's not happening!"

The text in the last shot bounces/wiggles in-game, indicating playfulness or joking.

If you're familiar with Goombario and Goombella in the Paper Mario games, this dialogue is this game's version of that. You can have the main characters give flavor text on any area and most characters in the game. (And I recommend doing it often, as it adds SOOO much to the game! ^v^)

This bit takes place in the first room after Kabbu and Vi meet Leif. And at the end of the room, an event happens to change what's said for the rest of the game. Meaning, the only time you see it is RIGHT after they meet; He was getting playful with these two bugs he'd met only moments ago.

I'm sure it can just be seen as sarcasm, but having found this dialogue after learning about Leif missing out on raising a child, I saw it as a clue that he would've been a great dad. And it shattered me. ;w;

Randy and Akoya are wish-fulfillment. They're my version of Leif and Muse. They're my way of giving Leif and Muse what I'm sad they missed out on, while also keeping some of the angst, lol. Thankfully, they've evolved into their own separate characters that I feel I can be proud of, but Leif's story and tragedy still has a deep, well-protected place in my heart.

Anyway, thanks for checking out my ramble. I accept no blame for any potential spoiler you might've seen against your will. XD

[batsplat]

you might have already talked abt this but I’m interested if you have any thoughts on the similarities & differences in Casey & Valentino’s early childhoods and families……I don’t know much abt Casey’s upbringing & the little I know about Valentino’s all makes me go “huh ok I kinda get it now” lol. Idk like I found out Jorge’s whole deal w his dad and I was like “OH OK you make perfect sense to me now” but I’m not there yet w the other two, yk?

so okay,, I do have an ask from forever back about marc and valentino's childhoods that I got extremely stuck at answering, and also an ask about jorge's father that I haven't even touched because like. sometimes you just do not feel up for that lol. and well it's just an area where I do generally try and be quite careful in how I discuss it... BUT this is casey stoner hot take round™ so I will give a reasonably succinct answer to this and not overthink it too much. basically: yeah, I do have thoughts, because casey's childhood does undeniably do a lot of the work in the 'oh okay that makes sense now' department. a lot of his career narrative, his struggles, his disillusionment with the sport... and yes, the way the valentino rivalry unfolded - a lot of it can be traced back quite a long way, to grievances he's been carrying around with him for years and years. I talked in this post about that podcast interview casey did this year, which included... well, a bit of a reckoning. talking as openly as he ever has about how being a rider wasn't ever really his dream - it's something that was decided for him. and that's our starting point... casey's eternally ambivalent relationship with being a rider, one that feels so violently different from valentino's

the big, big contrast between casey and valentino's respective journeys is pretty simple to sum up: it's the joy. valentino was having fun. casey wasn't. now, look - valentino as a child very obviously did not have perfect autonomy in making the choice to be a rider. it's always going to be more complicated than that; his father did obviously push him in that direction. but at the end of the day, it's not too controversial to say that valentino always enjoyed riding and always had fun racing. it's a joy he carried with him on his way to becoming a rider, one that remained a part of his competitive dna throughout his professional career. it's a joy that kept him racing for as long as he did. a childlike joy, in a way - valentino's lack of 'adult' seriousness, how it's been remarked upon that this brutal sport has never quite managed to wear him down. his peter pan persona, how he's the boy who won't ever grow up. and, y'know... valentino had the chance to actually be a kid. he got to have something vaguely resembling a proper childhood. makes sense, right - if you want to be a kid forever, it helps to have been one in the first place

there's a quote of his from 2009 I posted recently:

which, in the context of that interview - this question refers back to an earlier exchange about how casey wasn't a 'romantic' rider (still think that's an objectively pretty funny thing to say about your rival but that's neither here nor there). and, well, valentino's correct! sports has become considerably more professionalised over time. children are less and less likely to be able to afford any sort of life outside of it. which isn't just about reducing passion, right - it's also about not really giving these kids the chance to properly grow up, to become more rounded human beings who don't have to be the perfect little athlete 100% of the time. it's also a correct diagnosis of casey specifically, who certainly could never afford to see racing as a game. I'd recommend reading this autobiography excerpt, where casey tells you exactly that: racing wasn't about having fun for casey. he'd moved to the uk with his parents at fourteen years of age, at which point he essentially became his family's sole provider. his family depended on him not failing - and every opportunity threatened to be his last, his racing future and financial situation always desperately precarious. he was constantly fearful all of his family's sacrifices might have been for nothing. it's immense pressure to put any teenager under, regardless of how much you want to convince them that it's their dream rather than your own. if casey wasn't already an overly self-critical perfectionist before those years, he certainly was by the time he made it to motogp. he couldn't afford to be anything less than perfect. remember: the shape his anxiety took was by making him curl up in his motorhome, terrified of letting everyone down. wonder where that came from

is it any surprise, then, that while valentino feels like kids today take racing too seriously, casey thinks they don't take it seriously enough?

The system has changed: when you put too much pressure on a 20-year-old, he can react by closing up and becoming serious and sad. // Nowadays I see too many kids coming through behaving too relaxed, and too happy with what they have achieved already. I don’t want them to be miserable but they have to understand what’s at stake.

doesn't this make you want to scream. a little

and, look, there are similarities between valentino and casey in ways that will be true of many child prodigy athletes. valentino has spoken about how his father would not do anything with him that didn't involve motorcycle racing, casey likewise has more recently in that podcast said he doesn't think he was allowed to pursue any other interest. we can talk plenty about how the parents of athletes like to use their children to fulfil their own dreams - how their child's athletic performance seems to become the only aspect of their child they have any interest in. how so much of that parental relationship becomes distorted by the ceaseless quest to achieve results. it's there in both of their stories... and obviously they are hardly unique in that respect. there's perhaps a little bit of a divide - to what extent kids are aware of this dynamic and are uncomfortable with it, especially publicly. both casey and valentino are united in being somewhat openly critical of their parents without being completely estranged from them. casey got his parents to move back to australia when he was arguing with his father too frequently as a young rider; valentino has seemingly kept his father at a bit of a distance for years. they've never cut themselves off entirely - but there's a certain undeniable wariness there. a lack of conviction that their parents acted as parents should that they've been willing to hint at publicly, here and there

Our communication is mostly about motorbikes. He wasn't a good father, I mean... When I was with him, playing always meant riding motorbikes for him. // To be honest, I don’t know if I was allowed to have any other attraction to be honest. I think it was, you know, you’re going to be a bike rider from when I was a very very young age - and I’m not the only one to think that.

still, it does come back to the joy of it all. casey justifies his belief that racing isn't fun by talking about how he'd always known how high the stakes were... whereas for valentino, fun is an integral part of the experience. it's what he's there for. and beyond the racing itself, valentino always found his life as a rider considerably more joyous than casey did. which leads us to the other difference between the pair of them: casey's loneliness. valentino has spoken frequently about the importance of his childhood friend group, about having them travel with him and ground him and be there with him throughout - people who knew him before he became the valentino rossi, people he feels that he can fully rely on. he grew up as part of a community and has a strong sense of identification with not just his country but also his town... he's got deep ties to his place of origin and the people who live there, built up over a lot of time, and he draws a lot of strength from that. by contrast, casey grew up moving around a fair bit, unhappy at school and the victim of bullying - his only real friends, he says, were from the dirt track, since they were the only people he 'had anything in common with'. even those friendships don't feel particularly substantial, especially given how often he frames his childhood racing experiences around the hostility of his competitors (and especially their parents) in response to his peerless talent. his parents eventually home schooled him, inevitably further isolating him. then, as a teenager, he moved to the uk where he knew nobody, before moving to spain where he didn't even speak the language. he continued to have a strong sense of connection to australia, fuelled at least in part by homesickness - but it's also a connection to a country he hadn't lived in since age fourteen, a sense of belonging that's fundamentally less stable, less comforting. one that exists primarily in contrasting himself to all the europeans he surrounds with, as a way of making sense of his feelings of cultural alienation - which in truth are sometimes just plain alienation. the paddock cannot function as a home for casey either, and he is unwilling or unable to form substantial connections in that environment. in 2009, ten odd years after moving away from australia, he said his only friend in the paddock was his wife

and yes, it plays into that rivalry - inevitably so. casey and valentino are both somewhat alien to each other, fundamentally unknowable... and it does come back to how at odds they were in their approaches, in how they motivated themselves. casey finds the europeans and their flamboyant celebrations baffling. valentino cannot relate to casey's lack of romantic affection for the sport. casey is there to do a job. valentino is there to put on a show. casey does not think racing should be about having fun. valentino believe the fun is non-negotiable. casey loves almost nothing about being a rider, whereas valentino loves almost all of it

another thing. when I was writing this post about the similarities between casey and valentino, one aspect I talked about was how they can both be.... uh. suspicious characters, shall we say. paranoid, some might call them. conspiratorial, even. now, again, to some extent they do share this with a lot of other athletes, it's kind of part of the game. but, y'know, they do take it quite far - and there's quite a pleasing parallel between the pair of them where they've both come up with a conspiracy theory about one of valentino's lost titles. which leads us to quite a nice distinction between these two theories. not to brag, but I kinda feel I nailed one of the most important elements of their dynamic:

now, look. I deliberately did not do this,, but obviously if you really wanted to, you can do some pop psychology on valentino's approach to interpersonal attachment and relate that back to his relationship with his parents. I am not interested in doing that for various reasons, most of which the cia would not get out of me, but I'm aware it's an approach you can take. in any case, I do still think you can make quite a straightforward case for this distinction: one of them believes the world is fundamentally out to get them, one of them doesn't. one of them is waiting for the system to fuck them over, the other is wary of individuals who have gotten a little too close. both of them at times are exceedingly ready to read malice into the words and actions of those around them - and both of them can react rather dramatically to such a provocation. the shape their suspicion takes is a little bit different and a little bit the same... but it's central to understanding both of them, in a way that does set them apart from their competitors. they're the two aliens who are the most likely to read an agenda into anything and everything. they're the ones who are most likely to take note of slights, to accumulate grievances. the most likely to not forget when they have been wronged - and to take great pleasure in getting back at whoever has done them ill

in the end, it all comes back to just what an excellent foil for casey you have in valentino. in all the ways casey defines himself against valentino, in all the ways valentino challenges casey, in all the ways casey's issues with the sport are inextricably interwoven with the character of valentino rossi. casey hates so much of the sport in ways that are tied so closely to valentino; he hates a system that invariably would like nothing more than to see valentino succeed. but valentino also represents what casey cannot be - not just an entertainer, but someone completely at ease with their life as a rider. someone who finds joy in that life, who did not step away from it until he absolutely had to. valentino is there long before casey arrives and he is there long after casey leaves. valentino is an idol, an enemy, a mystery. more so than any other rider, valentino embodies an emotion that casey believed he simply could not afford to feel. valentino is the sport's joy - and casey was never there to have fun

[zweetpea]

TBRAHE chapter 6 The Rising Star Toranosuke

K so this chapter is a lore dump kinda and also has a lot of Norse related names. Also references to a few of my upcoming genshin series because i have a problem obsessing over dragon boys and you guys are gonna have to deal with it.

“Ugh!” You groaned. “This is the worst!”

“My lady? Is everything okay?”

“Hm? Oh! Yes. Please come in Chisa.” You composed yourself at your desk. He walked in and smiled sympathetically.

“Well my lady you should be proud of yourself, it’s only been a month since you started working on abolishing the Zenin Act and already half of congress wishes to sign it.”

“Chisa, please call me (Y/n) we’re friends.”

“But-”

“How about I order you to. Then no one can say anything.”

“It’s highly improper.”

“Addie calls me by my name, and I call you by yours instead of… I don’t actually know your last name. I’m sorry, that’s so rude of me not to ask.”

“It’s fine, please just drop it… (Y/n).” He whispered your name as his cheeks flushed.

“You are too cute.” You giggled.

“Ahem! Back to the topic at hand I’m very surprised how fast you managed to overturn the law.

“It’s not overturned yet; but I do have to hand it to Satoru. He’s been the one going to meetings and getting signatures for this.”

“What will happen now that you have the signatures?”

“He and I will have to go to court and debate in front of Parliament.”

“Miss Addie talked a bit about Parliament. Why can’t you just overturn it yourself?”

“Because the other nobles have big egos and wouldn’t give up their power to make laws even if it was for the greater good. My husband a I have to stroke their egos to get shit done.” You sighed and stood up from your chair. “Chisa I need to get out of the house for a little while.”

“Oh okay. Where would you like to go? Have you eaten breakfast yet? Maybe you would like to have tea when we get back. My father sent me some Matcha tea but if you’d rather have some Kukichi tea we could go buy some while we’re out today. That’s my personal favorite, but it’s quite expensive.”

“Hm, I suppose that I should ask my husband. I, personally would like to try some Matcha though.” You two walked down the halls chatting and giggling. 

As you closed the distance between you and your husband’s office, you felt your body start to tense. ‘Is this weird? We aren’t really that close; but then again he has helped so much over the past month.’

Chisa knocked on the door snapping you out of your thoughts. “Your Majesty! The queen is here to see you.”

“COME IN!” He said hurriedly.

“Hello Satoru!” You smiled slightly as Chisa opened the door. “I wanted to thank you for your support and I wanted to see what tea you wanted. I was hoping to try Matcha but Chisa and I could pick something up on our outing today.”

“Chamomile.” He said plainly. Glaring slightly at Chisa. 

“Oh are you sure? Well, then what do you want for dinner? Were there any dishes that you had as a child that you wanted to try again? Maybe Tempura or Udon? We always have traditional food from my heritage. I had some rice balls when I was at Duke Geto’s estate a few weeks back. What were they called?”

“They’re called Onigiri, and I guess Donburi for dinner?”

“Okay.”

“Could we also have Kaiseki with our tea? Suguru’s staff served that a lot when we were younger.”

“Of course.”

“And would you mind if we had Amanatto with dinner? My mom would have the staff make me some when I was younger and feeling down.”

“If it makes you happy then I’ll make sure we have some. Thank you again for believing in me. Addie has been practically bouncing off the walls.” You smiled at the thought of your best friend.

Satoru’s face sunk in jealousy. ‘Why can that maid get you to smile so often when I can’t.’

Your face flattened into a professional stoic glance as you turned. “Well, if that’s everything Chisa and I will be going. How’s the new furniture, by the way?”

“Oh, it’s fine. It’s nice to not see him everywhere.”

“Did you decide what to do with the traitors yet?”

“What do you think I should do with them.”

“I don’t know. I wish things had been different.” You couldn’t face him as guilt twisted your heart. ‘I should have told him about Marissa earlier. I should tell him about my meeting with Toji. I shouldn’t have even gone to Toji. Satoru may have been a cold ass sometimes but before Marissa he’s never outwardly said anything mean to me. He’s respected my privacy.’ “Okay. Bye Satoru. I’ll see you at dinner.”

You and Chisa walked away closing the door behind you. You didn’t hear it but Chisa certainly did hear your husband mutter “I hate myself…” as you two strolled down the hallway.

As you two made your way into town square on pendragon you stopped at the park. “You go on ahead. I want to talk to a friend.”

“Are you sure your highness?”

“I’ll be fine. Come back in thirty minutes if you’re so worried.”

You rush towards the same bench from your last few visits to the park.

“Mr. Toranosuke! How are you?”

“Hello my dear! I’m doing quite well. Thank you for asking. How about you.”

“Eh, fine I guess. I took your advice from a few days ago and I tried to get closer with my husband through his culture, but that didn’t seem to work. And I feel bad because I’ve invaded his privacy and he’s never been all that nasty to me before the affair.”

“Please compose yourself, it could be worse. You mentioned that your husband has heritage from the eastern part of our country. Maybe you could try to look into the history between the two families.

“Would you happen to know anything about it?”

"I do actually. 205 years ago our kingdoms were divided the Kingdom of rising the sun in the east and the Kingdom of the midnight sun in the west. The east held the king Yamato Gojo while the west held the queen Saga Espeseth. The two kingdoms were at war with one another long before the two took power. Once the two leaders (more specifically the queen) saw the desolate state their kingdoms were becoming They agreed to put aside their differences and join forces to create a melting pot known as the Kingdom of the restless sun. Which eventually became the Kingdom of the Sun that we know today. Queen Saga and King Yamato were contractually obligated to work together but they never did, eventually the queen left to live a quiet life with her true love, a simple human man named Loki."

"Aw. that sounds so cute."

"Due to the Queens involvement, most structures in the capital as well as the main castle itself have a very traditional western style."

"But there's still some houses that have the old eastern style."

"Yes, but I feel that everyday we move more and more away from our roots. It was due to a balance of the two kingdoms that we exist here now, and we must have a balance once again to work through the  hardships and inequalities that we're facing today."

"It's hard to forgive him, though." You grimace. 

"Well, ask yourself this. Are you upset with him cheating, or is it another reason."

"He embarrassed me, very badly." You look away. 

"Do you think he meant to?"

"I don't think that he thought about me in the slightest."

"Do you feel entitled to his love?"

"No." You wilted up like a child being scolded, 

"Have you told him how painful it was for you when he embarrassed you?"

"Not really."

"Maybe you should, it would make things a lot easier."

"Yeah. How's your son been?" You ask desperately trying to change the subject. 

"I've been sending him some food to remind him of home while he's working full time. I'm proud to see him getting so far in his job."

The two of you talked about his son for the remainder of your time their. After that you went back to where you left Chisa and he saddled you back onto Pendragon and rode off farther into town.

Down in the town square you saw your father strolling about with some guards at his side.

“Dad! Daddy!” You ran up to him, and jumped into his arms.

“Oh my beautiful little girl.” He hugged you back. “I heard the news, I’m so proud of you.”

"Thanks dad."

"Sweetheart can we go back to my estate to talk."

"Of course." You said worriedly.

You went with your father back to the house you grew up in. Everything was the exact same. The walls hadn't dimmed from the mahogany color they once were and the floors were black with tin emerald green carpets to warm the home. Your old room was untouched. practically perfect in a nostalgic way. Soft pink carpets, white satin canopy with off white sheets. and pink comforters. Soft, fluffy chairs and a matching loveseat.

"So what did you want to talk about?"

"Please don't go to the congressional meeting."

"What?"

"Gojo is strong. He can deal with it."

"He doesn't have the heart. Besides I put the bill forth I have to be the one to go, you know that."

"Please. I'm begging, I will get on my hands and knees. Do not go."

"Why don't you want me to go? Don't you want me to fight? Mom was a non-sorcerer, and so was Lola! Do they mean Nothing to you now?"

"(Y/n) stop it! You don't know what you're saying!"

"I still love them, why don't you anymore!"

"I do but I can't afford to lose you too."

...

"What do you mean?"

"..."

"Dad, tell me what's going on." You plead desperatly, yet just barely above a whisper. 

"Do you know a man by the name of Vidar. He's a viscount, under the thumb of marquis Naoya and was formerly under his father Naobito's thumb." He explained. 

"So? Your an Arch Duke." Your voice wavered. 

"Vidar poisoned both of my wives and my baby Nevaeh, simply because they had no cursed energy." his voice cracked a bit; it was clear that he was trying to hold it together for your sake. 

"What? But I thought you said that Lola and Nevaeh were killed in childbirth." Your voice was wavering and on the verge of breaking. 

"You were 15. Addison had barely turned 14. I knew that you would've gotten yourself into a world of trouble if you found out." He tried to justify. Whether it was to you or to himself you didn't know. 

"That's why you wanted me to be queen. So that I could make them pay." You realized, pain dripping in your voice like venom from a snake. 

"I abandoned that idea when the former king decided to marry you to his son. Alone your decision would be final, but married..."

"I'd have to go through my husband."

"I never wanted to hurt you. I know how much you loved them. When I found out I wanted to rip his head off."

"Yeah? Well now I'm gonna rip his, Naobito's and Naoya's heads clean off their bodies."

"NO!"

"Satoru will understand."

"I firmly believe that he won't. After that vulgar display at your anniversary party I couldn't take any chances. They might've come after her and then he might've blamed you or... or worse they might've tried to hurt you themselves." He started to panic. "That's why I knew I had to assign you a bodyguard. I haven't had a soldier better than Chisa Toranosuke. He's... he's like a rising star. Bright and full of potential."

"Toranosuke?"

"Yes, why?"

"Do you know anything about his father?"

"Ryo Toranosuke. He doesn't speak with his father much anymore. The two had a falling out after his father voiced his worries over Chisa's carrier choice."

"Understandable, soldiers don't last long."

"Rumor has it he knocked the great king Gojo unconscious."

"Rumors true... and it's my fault."

"I know, I heard about that too."

"Is Ryo proud at least?"

Your father smiled. "He couldn't be prouder."

"Did he know who I was the entire time."

"I described you in explicit detail, and I believe Chisa did as well once him and his fathr started to talk again. Slowly but surely they're mending their bond."

"(Y/n)! My lady! You didn't tell me you had I'm not a damsel in distress!"

"What?"

"Sorry, I was looking through your home library and saw that you had my favorite book series growing up. Bride Of The Dragon, The Earth Dragon's Willing Lover, My Crazy Dragon Boy. I love a strong female protagonist."

"You can have them if you want. I don't think dad's ever read them and I don't have much time to read for fun nowadays so they're all yours if you want them."

"Thank you thank you thank you so much." he hugged you and spun you around.

"Maybe we should grab a snack and head home. I pretty sure I forgot to put in Satoru's dinner request."

"Have a good day sir." Chisa bowed before he left.

"Bye dad, I love you." you said as you embraced your father one more time. 

"Bye sweetheart, I love you more."

[mkuliatruther]

Whats your least favourite ship and why?

man the last thing i wanna do i spread ship hate buuuuut if you insist...... and my answer should be obvious coming from a mkulia shipper.....

i do NOT like juliayne. at all. i can see where people are coming from in S1, but when i watched it the first time that possibility kind of flew over my head. even in rewatching the first season again, i don't see it unless you clean your glasses and squint your eyes. wayne says his team has a bunch of hotties (that can refer to nichelle, julia, and emma iirc), wayne tells julia she's looking 'pretty good today', and he calls her jules. that's all i can think of from the top of my head

i will admit, i've decided to have an open eye and take a glance at the juliayne tag for once and i think wayne's attraction to julia is very cute. i'm not exactly sure if it's plausible, considering the fact that in S2 julia's willingness to cheat in the game and that doesn't ride with wayne at all. however the thought of wayne crushing on literally anyone i like a lot. honestly i think i like any one-sided wayne ship.

big keyword here: one-sided. i cannot understand how in any sense julia would like wayne. she barely knew his name in S1 and addressed him as 'one of the hockey guys', and in S2 she was clearly annoyed and fed up with being partners w/ wayne + did not hesitate to hurt him if it meant winning. and yes, julia did the exact same thing with mk, she didn't hesitate to stab her in the back if it meant getting further but she felt SO guilty. and she didn't even lay a finger on MK, i could only imagine how she would felt if she had to hurt MK in anyway at all.

julia getting all mushy and soft for wayne out of all people is... i can't exactly point out why, but i just cannot take it seriously in any capacity. sure i go "aw, she's falling for a himbo how silly and cute!" but it doesn't feel like i'm looking at julia when i'm looking at juliayne. it just feels like i'm looking at Some Girl crushing on Some Guy. it is a fun dynamic to work with though, but it's a dynamic i don't particularly enjoy. i'm not a fan of evil girl x himbo. i will say, if julia was truly the warrior moon goddess she was in S1, then perhaps i would've liked juliayne just a tiny bit more.

at the end of the day you could shrug and just say that julia has a plain crush on him with no further explanation and that's fine. that's the whole deal with shipping anyways. you can like two characters together just cause and that's fine, but juliayne is personally not for me.

also small note i headcanon julia as lesbian so any julia x guy is a big no-no for me. with juliayne it's a weird relationship since it's the only popular het julia ship and i wanted to bite the bullet + be more open to the idea of it since it was getting to a point where the pairing genuinely made me uncomfy :')

[thatonetwig]

Love your work! Also, I'm a bit of a fan of Hood x Void, and the ship name you gave for them is very cool! Speaking of, what do you think would happen if Hood encountered Void's A.C. form for the first time?

Perfect time to share one of my excerpts!

...

Hood slowly opened his eyes and looked around in confusion while still feeling disoriented.

"What...happened?", he questioned himself.

Suddenly, he looked up and saw Void floating above the arena with purple sparks forming at his feet. Hood stood up, and he realized that Void was now a darker shade of purple than he usually was.

"Void?! Void! Are you okay?! What happened?!", he called out to him.

Void turned around and saw Hood down below.

"Heh...took you long enough to wake up. Just in time to witness the destruction of the universe...", he said in a voice deeper than Void's own.

The realization struck Hood like a meteorite; he wasn't talking to Void. Rather, something entirely different speaking through his body like a parasite.

"Y-you! Who do you think you are?! W-what have you done with Void?!", Hood demanded angrily.

"Oh you simple-minded organism...haha...", the entity laughed.

"You can refer to me as...A.C. And to put it simply, he's gone. Void is gone."

Hood's anger immediately shifted into fear and an overwhelming sense of despair when he heard those words.

"W-what d-do you m-mean...?", he questioned shakily.

"Well, I was something about him that he didn't tell you about. He was scared; scared of you leaving him for what he truly was beneath the surface...honestly so pathetic...", A.C. said in a taunting manner that felt like a knife being plunged directly into Hood's heart.

"H-he...d-didn't tell me...b-because he was scared...?", Hood asked, sounding like he was about to cry any moment now.

"You heard me correctly. Anyway, before everything else is reduced to nothing, I wanted to strike a deal with you.", A.C. said in a casual manner.

Hood raised his head in shock as he stared up at the entity once again.

"A...deal?"

"Yeah. Imma be honest, in spite of the many times I cringed at you two, it did give me a good laugh from time to time.", A.C. replied.

"So, as a bit of a thank you, I'll spare you from the destruction of this universe as we know it if you don't get in my way. What do you say? Do we have a deal?"

Hood lowered his head in despair as his voice trembled heavily.

"Y-ye-"

Suddenly, Hood caught himself mid-sentence and felt something awaken within him. It was a feeling that he had never experienced this intensely before; determination. But it wasn't the kind that urged him to run away from danger. No. it was the kind that urged him to fight against it in-spite of his own capabilities. Feeling this, he raised his head once again and looked the entity directly in the eyes.

"No! We don't have a deal! I know Void is still in there somewhere! You think I'll just let you get away with this after all you've done?! You sure as hell won't so long as I'm here! You ain't destroying the universe! Not now, not ever!", Hood shouted in pure determination as he got into a fighting stance.

"Ha...", A.C. chuckled.

"You know, they really were right when they said that love makes you blind to even the biggest of red flags...gotta laugh at the stupidity, really.", A.C. said as the sparks at his feet grew in intensity.

"No matter...you're just another speck in the universe at the end of the day that will be squashed like a bug under my shoe. You ready?", A.C. asked.

Hood didn't back down and nodded his head and taunted the entity with his fists.

"Hehe...should've run away when you had the chance."

[animasola86]

Didn’t know where to message on your OG page as there’s no “ask button” so hope it’s okay to message here! S2 of Infatuated…OMG. Also I’m not sure if I just misread the first S1 but I did notttttt know all that happened within a span of 48 hours - crazy!!! Makes so much sense as I always wondered what D would do when she got her period (would be interesting to read more about that in a further chapter) and how she was maintaining her body in “captivity”. Also - Abandoned!!! Woah!!! Is that a standalone piece or is that about Sir? Not sure if I misread it, but the part where it mentions him at the end of Chapter 1 had me SHOOK. So much darker than I thought.

MISSING Innocence Lost too, you left it on such an insane part I really hope you can come back to it one day. Such good story world built w that one!!!

Thank you for this enthusiastic ask! <3

I disabled anon asks on @animasolaoriginal - didn't know that made the ask button disappear completely? Anyway, doesn't really matter, this is my main blog, so it's perfectly fine to write me here, thank you for taking the time to do so :)

OMG indeed haha. Yes, it really all happens in a span of 48 hours, and S2 of INFATUATED will again play over the course of two days. It's high fantasy at this point, isn't it? With how much they do? XD There will be a time skip before S3 though, but not too long, so I still have to face potential period episodes or more details on how she's handling it all. (Not sure I'll implement it into the story, but I'm thinking about writing little oneshots about Sir and Darling at one point, dealing with normal life things.)

Glad you're enjoying ABANDONED too <3 It is technically a spin-off, but also a standalone piece because it's not about Sir and Darling, BUT it does reference Sir, you did not misread. It's the same guy as in INFATUATED, and the girl was one of his former subs, before Darling came along. I mentioned it very briefly in the notes before chapter 1 :)

It is darker, but I was also trying to implement more fluff and normal consensual sex, a little detour from the Dom/sub stuff of the main story. (Though, as it's written from the POV of a very normal dude, Sir will be portrayed as the villain, which, objectively, he is, of course, but ABANDONED is kind of a prequel, so Sir is already experiencing changes in INFATUATED.)

Trust me, I miss INNOCENCE LOST as well, I do think about Ben and Nebbia every day. I did leave it at a strange part, right on the edge of them finally getting closer for real, but that is the thing: the slow burn is finally at that point where they'll get intimate, and I don't want to screw that up, it's supposed to still be slow and cute and fluffy, and with INFATUATED still on my mind, it's hard not to drift into the harder smut stuff, you know? XD

Also yes, it is a more elaborate world I'm working with, not just a room and a bed and two people doing it, but real plot and all the things around it, so that makes it harder to get back into, in a way. Excuses, I know, but yeah...

I hope I will get into the mood to continue their story soon, I really do. It's not an abandoned story, just resting for now, it'll come back, one day.

Thank you again for your ask and your interest in my stories! I really appreciate it, and it's so much fun yapping about my own works like this! Thank you for allowing me to do that :D

[mlobsters]

supernatural s13e19 funeralia (w. steve yockey)

this angle makes her look tinier than usual, just put her in my pocket

CASTIEL We must assemble our most powerful allies to rescue our family and confront the Archangel Michael. Now, he's in an alternate universe so-- ROWENA Ah, the handsome angel is there, isn’t he? Hello tweety pie. CASTIEL Um, hello.

well that made me laugh, how awkward he got. also thanks for the plot quick reference, because with all the stuff included in the recap i get confused. too much stuff i don't care about makes brain go zzz

SAM Rowena, are you at a... party or something? ROWENA I am, but I’m surprised you recognise the sounds of a party, seeing as how you're all work and no play

literally. i know i know, but like we've spent so many hours with them lol and no fun!

CASTIEL You know, she’s right. You never go to parties.

LOL well we're on the same page

(this from the recap, i don't remember this at all!)

rowena setting someone on fire magically in full view of a crowd is a choice

CASTIEL Yes. Yeah. This would be something of a Hail Mary. DEAN Hmm. CASTIEL It’s a sports term, like slam dunk or, uh... ball handler. DEAN That’s, uh… Mnh-mnh. No, I don’t think it's a good idea.

ok, but ball handler is a sports term that you could use without it having any double entendre 😞 (obviously can too but) weird choice.

CASTIEL Well, Dean, we don’t have any good ideas. DEAN Okay, just... let’s just not barrel through with that like, uh, you know, like the Donatello thing. CASTIEL We had our disagreement, but we got results. DEAN That don’t make it okay. CASTIEL I hear your concerns, and yes, the angels loathe me, and there’s going to be dangers, but Heaven doesn’t want the world to end any more than we do.

appreciate the reminder that they had a disagreement and donatello's brain got zapped by cas because i definitely forgot.

SAM We don’t know what this is yet. Maybe she had a reason to-- DEAN Doesn’t matter what the reason is. That’s not okay! SAM Okay, I said if Rowena goes bad again I’d deal with it, so I’ll deal with it. DEAN You better. Cas, you wanna try this angel thing, then go for it. Just don’t get dead again.

i mean, in their world there could definitely be a good reason, just wouldn't necessarily expect rowena to have one. dean's being kind of an ass to everyone. though i suppose he did have that little tantrum at the end of the last episode so, ~continuity~

LOL was that a heavenly brownout? mid-series heavenly politics was a guaranteed blanking out on my part but like. i just haven't really cared about the main plot in so long it's all getting kind of blanked out unless it's sam and dean specific

DEAN Yeah, she’s a reaper. She tried to take me into the light. Didn’t work out. JESSICA It really didn’t. And honestly it’s been a little sad watching you go this long without telling Sam about me. SAM Hold on a second. What do you mean "watching?"

obviously the watching is the big creeper factor but also i guess was a little surprised we didn't get a reaction to the dean didn't tell sam something bit

JESSICA Well, after Dean’s little trip to the Veil, Death asked me to keep an eye on you two, in case. DEAN In case of what? JESSICA This, I guess. I don’t ask Death questions. Never goes well. SAM So what, you-- you’ve just been... hovering around us, invisible, like a-- like a baby sitter? JESSICA No, no more like a baby monitor.

or stalker

SAM And-- and you’ve seen, um... JESSICA Oh, everything. DEAN You mean, like, everything everything? JESSICA I’m especially fond of Sam’s impressive… extensive array of hair products. [looks at Dean] Not to mention, the three day old bacon cheeseburger in your room, or the VHS tape hidden under your bed labeled "Sweet Princess Asuka Meets the Tentacles of Ple--"

like teehee gonna allude to a sam has a big dick joke, and out dean's specific kinky porn preference (which didn't we just have this tentacle conversation) - where. i know, this isn't real life, it's some whatever the fuck a reaper is (i thought they were a type of angel but then i feel like a recent episode they said they weren't) and maybe if it's cas who just still seems mostly mystified by humans despite being one for a hot minute, it wouldn't be as creepy. but she's talking like she clearly understands why what she's saying is a huge invasion of privacy and upsetting. and okay she's not on their side, maybe she is tired of being the baby monitor for the dumb humans. but as someone myself who's been monitored against my will in what should be private spaces, that really doesn't sit well with me. i get it's just supposed to be a joke, but no thanks. sigh

JESSICA If just one person dies before their time, a lot of things that were supposed to happen, don’t. The ripple effect from just one early death can affect hundreds of lives. And changing their fates changes even more fates until things just become sincerely unfortunate, and we have to hit the reset button. SAM What does that mean? JESSICA Usually? A mass kill off. Like the Black Plague or a mid-sized war. Something to wipe the board clean. So… your help in avoiding that would be greatly appreciated, by everyone.

sure. combined with the world-destroying-aspirations of au!michael, whatever the fuck is going on with heaven having too few angels, lucifer doing who the fuck can remember, needing to rescue everyone in the au, we also need to do something or ELSE plague/war/extinction event. exhausted

and the reunion tour continues.... fucking naomi, great. why not

CASTIEL No, no we didn’t, because you stole my memories, and you threatened to "tear me apart," and you made me repeatedly act out Dean Winchester’s murder, and you killed many, many people.

let's hear it for not forgetting/immediately forgiving someone's awful deeds

NAOMI That's right. We're all... Every angel is like a walking, talking battery. [the lights fluctuate again] And that is what happens when we run out of power.

ok. before it was the human souls that were batteries, back in ye olde s6 (i even included morpheus and the coppertop in a recap)

NAOMI Well, then, let me make it divinely simple for you. There are a grand total of nine angels in Heaven, present company included, and one or two on Earth, and... that's all. We are the last men and women and divine waves of light still standing, as it were.

excuse me WHAT. NINE??? listen, ok. you know i have zero religious experience, i've never been to church. however, this song by johnny cash, when the man comes around (a banger, truly) i know it took from the bible and (via wikipedia):

The chorus indicates that these events will be accompanied by trumpets (as in Revelation 8, 9, 11), pipers (Rev. 18:22), and "one hundred million angels singing". The voice of the Lord in Revelation is often likened to the sound of a loud trumpet (Revelation 1:10; 4:1; and 8:13). Revelation 5:11 states that John saw that there are millions of angels in Heaven.

so i'm like, this is my knowledge of just how many angels there are 😂 and we're down to NINE!!!

NAOMI Without him, in time we’ll burn out. Heaven will crumble, and all the souls that have been entrusted to our care will fall back to earth. Picture it, Castiel-- billions upon billions of ghosts unleashed upon the world. All that chaos, all that death.

🙄add it to the list of impending catastrophies ✅ (they need some soul to angel battery converter)

rowena is trying to get crowley back....? hokay

DEAN Where the hell is my brother?!

never gets old

SAM No. Rowena. I know what you went through and I know how much you lost and I realize how much you want your family back. But don’t do this. This... this... This is not you. Not any more. ROWENA What happened to me, those were my choices. But Fergus never… It wasn’t fair.

what.

BILLIE You were never going to kill him. There was a time you would've, but not now. I can see that. ROWENA I don’t know what I’m doing

BILLIE Sometimes life is unfair, and sometimes we lose things. And sometimes we make mistakes. And some of these things can never be fixed, no matter how powerful you become. Some things just are, and everyone has to live with that.

what? we're supposed to buy this sudden personality 180?

ROWENA I fought Death and lost. I feel tired. Weaker. I don’t know if it’s forever. Sam, what have I done? SAM You had a chance to kill me and you didn’t. I’d call that progress. DEAN I’d call that a miracle. [Dean and Rowena exchange looks] SAM You know, what happened with Crowley? That wasn’t your fault. ROWENA He never had a chance. DEAN He made his choices, just like we all do. Look, every one of us has done something that we have to live with, that were trying to make up for. Every one of us. SAM Even without all that extra juice, you’re still the deadliest witch around. ROWENA Flatterer. SAM Yeah, well, we, um... we may need your help. To save our family. To… hell, to save the world. DEAN You wanna be redeemed? This would be a pretty big step. ROWENA And do you think I still can be? DEAN Yeah, I do.

i mean. who cares about character development, let's just slam through this redemption and reconciliation arc in a big showdown in one episode? unless there's some long game, this is just. hard to swallow

[fridaythe13ththeseries]

Reflecting - Chapter Eleven

Chapter Eleven

The quill pen lay on the desk looking like it did the day Lewis had first placed his curse on all the items in the antique store. No matter which charm, incantation, spell or invocation Jack and Rashid had worked over it, on it and with it, the curse remained. The quill was as indestructible as ever.

Jack slammed shut the old book they had been reading from. “It’s pointless. There isn’t any counter-spell to remove a curse like this. Lewis paid for it with his very soul, and that is one thing we cannot change. I fear these objects will stay cursed until, well, until forever.”

Rashid nodded slowly, finally having to concede Jack’s point. It was too strong a pact. Hell, it was a pact made with Satan himself, and there was just no getting around that, no fine print to pull out and say “Aha! Gotcha!” It was a done deal.

Micki had been watching the two of them for hours, getting coffee when they needed it, or books they wanted to refer to. She waited on the customers who came into the shop, as well. But mostly she just hovered, hoping, with each book and each spell, they would find the one that worked.

“Well, what are we going to do, Jack?” she asked, trying to remain calm. “We don’t really have a lot of options here.”

“I know, Micki, I know.” Jack said, rubbing his forehead with both hands. He was tired, but he couldn’t just go to bed when Ryan and his mother were depending on them, relying on their help to save them from whoever this people were who had kidnapped them and demanded such a strange ransom.

“Micki, I am afraid Jack is correct.” Rashid spoke, before Micki could say more. “The curse invoked by your uncle is unbreakable. It will be here until the end of all there is.”

“Wow.” Johnny said now from his seat further away from the rest of them. “That is one heck of a long time.”

Micki threw him one of her disapproving looks, and Johnny took the smile off his face.

“Well, we can’t give up. We have to think of something.” she said, picking up one of the books Jack and Rashid had been through already.

“Oh, I have no intention of giving up, Micki.” Jack answered, standing up and stretching now. “We just have to come up with a plan to get Ryan and his mother free from these people, without anyone being harmed.”

“And get the manifest, Jack.” Johnny added. “We really need to try and get that back, too.”

“Yes, Johnny.” Jack replied. “We can try, at least. You are right, the manifest is very important. There are still so many antiques out there, and without that book, we are going to have to rely on blind luck. And frankly, that idea does not appeal to me.”

Jack picked up the quill pen and walked over to Johnny. “Can you put this where it belongs, please? Safe and sound back in the vault.”

Johnny nodded and took the pen from Jack, but stood there holding it, looking at it.

“Jack.” Micki said. “Do you have any ideas as to how to go about all this, without having the information this person wants?”

Jack looked at her and rubbed his salt-and-pepper bearded chin, one of his classic ‘thinking’ poses. He raised a finger and said, “Ah, I think I have an idea. Remember when we were just looking for the stolen manifest? We were working on locating spells, to try and pinpoint where it had been taken to. Pretty hard when you are just looking for some inanimate object.”

Rashid looked at Jack and smiled. “My old friend, I think I know where you are heading with this idea. The book was just a book. But…”

Jack cut him off. “But Ryan is a living, breathing human being. And not only do we have pictures of him, we also have items he touched and owned. Much better tools to work a locating spell with, am I right?” Jack was beaming at his brainstorm.

“Very good, Jack.” Rashid said, nodding, his red fez hat still perched askew on his head. “The spell should work very easily indeed.”

The two older men began clearing the desk of the many books, papers and scrolls they had been studying.

“Jack, I had a thought.” It was Johnny, still standing holding the quill pen Jack had asked him to put away. “What if… What if we used something in the vault to try and find where Ryan was?”

Jack’s face went pale, and he was sure Rashid made a gasping sound. But it was Micki who spoke up first.

“Out of the question!” she snapped, walking closer to Johnny. “We are not going to use any of those damned items, ever. Did you learn nothing from using the amulet? Or from that horrible coin of Ziocles?” Micki crossed her arms over her chest at the memory of the coin. It had been one of the worst items they had ever dealt with. If it wasn’t for the quick thinking of Ryan and Jack, she would have been one of the coin’s many victims.

“Look, I just meant…” Johnny began, but the looks on the faces of the three before him stopped him from finishing his sentence. “Fine. Never mind, forget I said anything.” He turned away from them and headed down the basement stairs.

Micki still stood with her arms tight across her chest.

“Micki, he means well.” Jack said, placing his hand on her shoulder. “He’s just trying to help.”

She turned and looked at Jack. “I know, I know. But really, Jack. Use one of the cursed items? No way.”

“No, I agree. They aren’t an option.” Jack nodded. “Just remember, Johnny wants to help. He doesn’t have to be here, but he’s here. And that counts for a lot.”

She smiled. “Yeah, I know. But I’m worried about him, Jack. I think this place is starting to get to him. After Ryan and his mom are back safe and sound, I think we need to sit down with Johnny and have a serious talk. If he wants to leave, to stop helping us find the antiques, then maybe it’s time for us to let him go.”

Jack only answered her with a little nod. Truthfully, the thought of doing all this with just himself and Micki was a daunting prospect. Johnny, however rash and impatient, was a big help to them. But he couldn’t dwell on all that now.

“Micki.” he said, sitting down in the desk chair. “We are going to need a picture of Ryan and something he owned, something personal.”

Micki thought for a second, then smiled. “I have a picture of him in my room, and one of the drawings he did. Can’t get more personal that his own art, right?” She turned and went up the steps to the second floor.

Jack and Rashid busied themselves with preparing their workspace on the desk, getting ready to work a spell they knew would be a success.

Johnny, having stopped halfway up the basement stairs to listen to his friends talk about him, came up the rest of the way and approached the two men. “How can I help?” he asked, determined to prove himself to them, once and for all.

[vaugarde]

got to the autism scale bit. the context is that shes raging about his reaction to chimera falin which apparently makes him a “sociopath” and a monster. she doesnt even mention autism til after the scale, she doesnt mention what the scale is for (she puts her own oc on it???)

im gonna do her autism takes as a lightning round

-“autism doesnt take over your life so much that it makes you incapable of taking a serious situation seriously” first of all great writing there, second of all yes it can??????

-this reeks of internalized ableism all around

-“you get cranky when someone tells you infodumping is rude :/” good lord this is just ableism. its not internalized or implied its just straight up ableist. oh but she prefaced this with “oh are you an autistic person who infodumps at funerals?” so she can defend that with “SO YOU THINK INFODUMPING AT FUNERALS IS OK?????” so smart. also nice strawman that is definitely real and related to your point in every way.

-this is basically just “well if laios IS autistic then hes a BAD autistic who makes me uncomfortable bc hes visibly autistic in a way i dont like!!!”

-she talks like laios is a real person who murdered her family by infodumping about monsters for too long

-“autistic people arent so ignorant that they cant tell when something is supposed to be taken seriously” you. you mean like. missing a social cue? one of the most common symptoms of autism???!

-she’s doing autism pick me bullshit. wow you dont miss social cues. wow you pay attention all the time (not really but whatever). wow you dont infodump. wow autistic people who do all those things piss you off and make you uncomfortable. should we give you a reward? should we call autism speaks.

-she just referenced her incest ocs as like a better example that laios should stick too?????????????? is she literally getting pissed hes not having sex with falin? is this real? is she actually saying this?

edit: oh i forgot to include this, i liveblogged this in two spaces. i was confused why she wasnt mentioning toshiro bc thats a good example of ppl actually being weird and inappropriate abt his autism coding and using it to be racist and rude to another character, but she did mention that argument….. in a very very shallow way where she doesnt even name him, literally calls him “this guy” (no relation to falin or anything), doesnt explain his deal beyond “calls laios out on his bullshit” and claims laios is only in the wrong bc he says he eats proper meals unlike toshiro (which isnt relevant to her point and is in reference to toshiro being malnourished and the latter being rude abt him eating monster) not bc laios overstepped and also insulted toshiro’s manners. though ig she’d call that a “rare laios w” or something because thats laios picking at toshiros culture in anger. also she doesnt mention how it was a small thing that boiled and boiled til a stressful situation where it exploded and its not reflective of how the characters will act going forward

against my better judgement im watching a reupload of the lily dunmeshi vid and seeing how she starts off her vid ranting abt how much she hates her own fanbase again really reminded me how like. ngl i feel like watching her vids contributed a lot to my mental health issues as a teen lmao

[storiesforallfandoms]

stop disrespecting my partner ~  pete davidson

word count: 1897

request?: yes!

“Can you write a genderfluid fic she/they where Pete Davidson and his friends comfort the reader after the media constantly misgenders them? Also can you have it end with Pete and the reader going back home and cuddling.”

description: it’s not hard to respect someone’s pronouns, but it seems like the media has a hard time doing it for his partner, which greatly pisses him off

pairing: pete davidson x genderfluid!reader

warnings: swearing, misgendering

masterlist (one, two)

It’s not that hard to respect someone’s pronouns and gender. It’s not hard to fact check before you publish an article, just to make sure you’re using the right pronouns and not disrespecting someone. A quick Google search, it would take all of maybe ten minutes.

But I guess whoever writes these tabloid articles don’t have the time for a quick Google search, no matter how many times I’ve publicly stated that my pronouns are she/they and that I’m genderfluid.

The first time it happened was after Pete and I were spotted out together for the first time. A paparazzi saw us out on a date and took some pictures, which ended up all over the Internet mere seconds later. The original site that posted them had titled their article, “Pete Davidson spotted with new girlfriend! Check out their adorable breakfast date here!”. Somehow, within that short amount of time, the website had been able to find out my name and spread it throughout the article alongside words such as “she”, “her”, and “girlfriend”.

Pete and I weren’t upset. We figured we’d be going public about our relationship soon enough. I took to my Twitter, which had blown up since the pictures and articles were posted, to share one of the articles and added, “Just a heads up for future journalists, I’m genderfluid and go by she/they. Pete refers to me as his “partner”, not girlfriend. Flattered by the sudden popularity though :)”.

I figured that would set things straight. Of course I didn’t care when people called me “she” or “her”, but I did want to encourage anyone and everyone to also call me “they” and “them”, and preferred to correct the title Pete used for me.

Fast forward a few months and another article was published about Pete and I. This one was after Pete had mentioned me in his most recent interview, where he (in the words of the article’s author) gushed about our relationship and how happy he was to be with me. I would’ve been excited for the article, maybe I would’ve even felt a little excited and fuzzy, if it wasn’t for the headline.

“Pete Davidson gushes about girlfriend, (Y/N), during his appearance on The Late Show”.

The word stared back at me, yet another challenge by another ignorant journalist.

“Girlfriend”.

It was funny cause the quote they used in the article from Pete directly referred to me as “my partner”, and even the host of the talk show had referred to me as such. It was just an intentional misgendering for no reason, just like the rest of the articles written about us.

It was becoming hard to ever go online. Every time something was posted about me, I’d have to see yet another post that included me being misgendered, which just fueled the fire of those who liked to hate on me just because I was dating Pete. It was getting to be mentally draining and I really just didn’t want to deal with it anymore.

Acting on impulse after seeing that article, I deleted all my social media accounts without a second thought. I threw my phone onto the bed next to me and decided to get lost in a new series on Netflix in order to keep my mind off of everything.

I was three episodes deep when my phone rang. I was so invested that I didn’t even look at my caller ID as I answered. “Hello?”

“Hey,” came Pete’s voice.

I smiled to myself and paused the show. “Hey babe. How’s it going?”

“Oh you know, same shit, different day. Got another talk show tonight.”

“Guess I’m staying up all night to watch it again.”

He chuckled. “Listen, it’s probably not a big deal or anything, but why did you delete your social media?”

I cringed to myself. I was hoping he wouldn’t notice since he wasn’t on social media either, but someone must’ve told him. Or it was all over the celebrity news already that I had deleted my accounts.

“I figured I’d distance myself from social media for a while. For my mental health,” I explained. “The same way you did.”

“For the same reason I did?”

I sighed and ran my hands through my hair. “Maybe.”

“Honey, you don’t have to tell me, but you do know I’m here for you no matter what, right?”

“I know you are.” I laid back on the couch and sighed again, pinching the bridge of my nose. “I’m just tired of seeing people misgender me. The tabloids do it all the time whenever they write about me, and it’s just encouraging people who don’t like me to purposely do it knowing I’ll see it. I’m just over it. I want to get as far away from that shit as I possibly can.”

Pete was quiet for a minute. I wished I could be with him to see what his reaction was. I knew he was very protective over me, especially on this topic, but I didn’t want him getting too upset on my behalf. This was my shit, I should be the one to deal with it.

“I’m sorry you have to deal with that,” he finally said.

“You don’t have to be sorry. It’s not your fault. People are just ignorant and shitty. There’s not much I can do besides ignoring it, which is why I deleted social media.”

There was a voice on the other end before Pete said, “Sorry babe, I gotta go get ready for the interview. Are you gonna watch?”

“What kind of question is that? Of course I’ll watch.”

“You’re right, I shouldn’t have even asked.” I could hear the smile on his face and couldn’t help but smile back. “I love you. Call you tomorrow.”

“I love you, too.”

~~~~~~

I was half asleep when the alarm I set to remind me about Pete’s interview went off, startling me back to consciousness. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and switched to the channel that was playing the talk show. Pete wouldn’t be on it for a while, so I took this as my opportunity to get a glass of water and a snack while the intro stuff played.

When he finally came out, he was all smiles and waving to the cheering audience. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with a blazer over it; classic Pete fashion, but he still looked adorable none the less.

He sat down across from the host, who thanked him for being on the show.

“Thanks for having me, man,” Pete responded.

They went on to talk about Pete’s newest project, showing a clip from the movie before going on to talk about it for a while. He talked about SNL and how he was excited to get back to working on that, even though he was equally as excited to be working on his own solo projects. The crowd cheered when he teased a potential new stand up special, which was totally in the works but he couldn’t talk about it yet.

“I won’t spend half the set joking about my ex-fiancée this time,” he joked. “I’m actually in a happy, long lasting relationship.”

“Good for you, man. You seem really happy with (Y/N),” the host said.

“I am,” Pete said with a wide smile. The smile slowly fell, however, as he added, “But I’m not too happy with the people who write about them, or us.”

The host’s eyebrows furrowed together. “What do you mean?”

Pete sighed and shifted in his seat. “Well you see, before I came out here, it was brought to my attention that an article was written about me from the last late night show I was on when I talked about (Y/N), and the author of that article decided to misgender (Y/N), and to seemingly use the wrong terminology about them on purpose.”

I had my glass of water half raised to my lips and froze at the mention of me. I put my glass down and moved to sit at the very edge of my seat, my eyes glued to the screen as if I were watching the most important thing in my entire life.

“I’ve talked about it before, and they have too on their Twitter, but (Y/N) is genderfluid,” Pete explained. “Usually goes by she/they pronouns, which means that when talking about them you can use “she” and “her”, but sometimes they prefer “they” and “them”, which is what I usually call them. And they prefer the term “partner” over “girlfriend”, so I call them my partner.”

“Yeah, makes sense,” the host said, gesturing for Pete to continue.

“In the time that the two of us have been together, every time there’s an article written or paparazzi photos taken, they misgender (Y/N). They use she/her pronouns and they constantly call her my girlfriend, despite the times both of us have spoken out about it. And now it’s gotten so bad that (Y/N) deleted their social media accounts today because it was getting to them mentally. So, I just wanna say, here on national TV, that anyone who thinks it’s okay to purposely misgender my partner and not respect their wishes is disrespectful as hell and an absolute asshole, and I hope you lose your jobs because if you can’t even respect someone’s pronouns you don’t deserve to have a writing job.”

The crowd started cheering for Pete as the host clapped as well and told him his speech was incredible. I zoned out the rest of the interview as I just thought about what Pete had said. I was so shocked I didn’t even notice that they had moved on from his segment into something else.

I grabbed my phone and dialed Pete’s number. It rang a few times before he answered with a groggy, “Hello?”

“Oh shit,” I said. “I forgot about time differences, did I wake you?”

“No,” he said. “Well, you did, but it’s not late here or anything. I was just feeling tired so I decided to try and nap. What’s up? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. I just...I was just watching your interview.”

“Oh.” He sounded more awake now. “Are you...you’re not upset with me, right?”

“Oh my God, no! Of course not! What you said in that interview was honestly the most amazing thing anyone has done for me.”

He chuckled a little. “It can’t have been that amazing.”

“You’d be surprised. Not everyone I’ve dated has been as understanding with my gender identity as you are. Most the people I’ve been with would prefer to call me she/her and call me their girlfriend even if I wasn’t comfortable with that, and others just didn’t really understand all that much.”

“See, that’s just shitty. You don’t deserve people like that in your life.”

“I know,” I said, a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips. “They’re not in my life anymore. You are.”

I could hear his smile as he responded, “That’s true, and I’m forever grateful that you’re mine.”

“Come home soon, will you? I really miss you. The bed is too empty when I’m alone.”

“I promise I’ll be home as soon as possible.”

“I love you, you know.”

“I know, and I love you too.”

[constellaj]

top ten danny phantom episodes based solely on how gay dash is in them

i will not be ranking these based on plot, animation, or literally any other criteria ok here we go

10: Public Enemies

dash himself is not very gay in this one but danny does beat him up and he gets the angst of being possessed and not remembering what happens. also this screenshot is literally so gay

4/10 for wasted potential in proving dash is gay. this couldve gone so much harder. but bonus points for for passed out dash

9: Doctor’s Disorders

fellas is it gay to lock yourself in a bathroom stall so fenturd doesnt see the horrible monster youve become, tell him to ‘get away,’ and then pass out before being able to fight him despite being a school jock who could probably deal some damage and has a better immune system than the other kids? is it also gay to then when your entire life revolves around ghosts and having ghost powers to watch a sappy romcom while waiting for phantom to come save you? the answer is yes. 6/10 again it couldve gone harder

8: Frightmare

again dash himself isnt explicitly gay in this episode. but danny why is your ultimate dream scenario being best friends with dash and having him know your secret. it gets a higher rating than the other two bc its literally a wish fulfillment scenario aka 174% more gay. but mathematically speaking 2/10 for baiting me with dash in the first two minutes and then never bringing him back

7: Forever Phantom

“watch it, fentertainment tonight! i’m chasin’ a real somebody!” 10/10

also spending the entire episode devoted to hanging with phantom + another reference to the romance channel. not very nuanced but still very gay

6: Reality Trip

what do you think it means when the school jock finds out your secret, wastes exactly 0 time in helping you, and finds a way to shoehorn in giving you his clothes to wear while doing it. dash was only in this entire movie for like 4 minutes but damn if he wasnt homosexual for all of them 7/10

5: Ultimate Enemy

”but dash wasn’t even IN the ultimate enemy!!11!1!” EXACTLY. if older dash had been in the future with dark dan he simply would have smooched him and then there would have been no conflict. if younger dash had shown up to the big fight then dark dan wouldve broke down sobbing at what couldve been. they had to restrain dash from this entire episode bc of his power. 9/10 i know the truth.

4: Splitting Images

it is important to remember that dash has no goddamn idea that’s sidney. danny literally does 1 (one) nice thing for him and dash decides “ok well i will be his best friend and play football with him and be impressed by his skills and then throw a party and also put my hands on his shoulders several times.” this proves my point that if danny werent a little shit he and dash would already have been dating by the time the show starts. 8/10 for letting dash be mundanely gay instead of knowing anything about ghosts. it doesnt happen very often

3: Attack of the Killer Garage Sale

do you ever just get a tutor who happens to be the exact sister of that nerd you pick on and also call him a twink and then invite him to your party even though you do not have to and specifically tell him the dress code and get him at the popular kids table and then realize he might not have the money for the dress code so you intentionally seek him out to give him money for some computery thing you dont know about but you also also realize that probably isnt enough so last minute you change the entire dress code to something you know he has and wear his exact outfit to make him seem cool by comparison. do you ever do that.

also these two shots are back to back 10/10

2: Micro Management

the pièce de résistance of all dash content. im talking 20 minutes of nonstop dash. im talking taking every opportunity to talk about how cool phantom is. im talking abt getting grabbed by phantom to be saved by him. im talking abt having a mental breakdown cause you think youre not good enough. im talking about casually flirting via jokes. im talking being unable to stop thinking abt fenton even when youre face to face with your biggest hero. im talking about saying “we did it!!! :D” to cheer on said hero. im talking taking his hand. holding his hand. being lifted or pulled. im talking abt flipping the switch to save the day! im talking abt micro fucking management baybey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 12/10

but what in the goddamn world could have more gay dash than micro management??? well ill tell you

1: Pirate Radio

he SAVES him. he calls him a hero. they are on EQUAL FOOTING and they KNOW IT. they have MATCHING GODDAMN OUTFITS!!!!!!!!!!! dashs personality doesnt have to be absolutely scrapped for him to be gay (”but i will be wailing on you”) but he clearly DOES get better (”sorry, old habits.”) he puts his heart and soul into fighting side by side w danny and we dont even SEE dashs parents which means that is Not Exactly The Reason he Is Here. he also believes with 0 hesitation that fenton is capable of throwing a total rager. NO there is not as much dash here as in micro management but. i mean look at these screenshots. THIS is gay representation. THESE are some genuine fucking boyfriends. 18/10

[fictitiousfoodie]

Yes Daddy

Here is the start of the other version of this request: 

Anonymous asked:

oof okay request - hear me out, loki finds out something about avenger!reader that she doesn’t want the others to know, but for his silence she has to agree to calling him “daddy” or “sir” or something embarrassing for the rest of the day and of course loki makes the absolute most out of it in front of the others

Hope you enjoy! 

Warnings: A little choking. 

"Are you scared?" Loki asked teasingly. He was looking at you from the door frame of your room, wearing his sly, clever smirk. He had found your vibrator hiding in your nightstand drawer. It wouldn't have been an issue if it wasn't neon pink and a rabbit vibrator. Although you knew you shouldn't be embarrassed, you were. You were relatively new to the team and didn't want to spill those kinds of secrets just yet. You could tell Loki was waiting for an answer. Sighing, you took the devil's deal, "Fine Loki. You have a deal. I will refer to you as daddy for the next 24 hours so that you won't tell this secret to anyone". You immediately felt your stomach flip. You just made a deal with Mr. Can't keep a deal to save his life. Loki strolled away, holding his shoulders and head high, having this new power over you. You flopped back on your bed and cursed yourself for leaving it in such a stereotypical place.

A few moments later, you heard Cap calling your name from the living room. You heaved yourself up off the bed and dragged your feet to the living room, where Loki would also be ready to make you answer him the first second he could. Sure enough, when you were in sight of the living room, your eyes immediately connected with Loki's. 

"Hey Y/N, how old are you?" Cap asked from the chair he was in. 

"Y/A. Why?"  He didn't answer you, thought Nat just turned in her seat and yelled, " TOLD YA!" to Bucky. Bucky rolled his eyes and got up to go to his room. It was no offense to anyone. His social meter was completely dry. Lucky for you, it freed up a seat next to Nat instead of the one next to Loki. You went to sit down next to her dreading the moment that Loki addressed you. But it didn't seem to come. He just stayed silent and watched you squirm under his gaze. Eventually, Loki stood exiting the living room. Right when you thought you would be able to breathe a sigh of relief, he turned over his shoulder and asked, "Y/N, we didn't check with you. Would you be okay with Chinese food for dinner?" It was a simple enough question, but the simple enough answer wasn't simple for you. Because whether you answered yes or no, it had to end with that god-awful word "daddy." You gritted your teeth and ground out, "Yes, it is fine....daddy." Loki nodded his acknowledgment and walked out. Needless to say, everyone was staring at you, but no one dared ask or call you out. You thought to explain yourself but decided it was better to not and just leave it alone.

After a  while, everyone seemed to move on and forget about the incident, at least for the time being. Dinner had come, and everyone was piled into the living room again, eating. You were aware that Loki was in the room but again was staying relatively quiet, that was until You laughed a little too much at Thor’s terrible joke. You didn't notice how much it irritated Loki, and unfortunately, it made Loki want to hear that word leave your mouth. He had purposely chosen that word because he wanted to listen to it on your tongue as much as possible. "Y/N, did you get enough to eat?" 

You winced at the question but returned, "Yes, daddy, I did thank you." 

"Good, I am glad. Would you like me to get you anything I am getting up?”

"No, daddy, I still have a drink, thank you." You could tell everyone in the room was now entirely focused on the two of you and this odd exchange. It was all you could do to not throw something at Loki's head. Nobody said anything, so you broke the silence by standing, excusing yourself, and walking to your room. You knew there would be whispers about why you were saying "daddy," but you didn't care. You weren't going to break. You had made it to your room when you heard a noise behind you. You turned to see Loki standing in the doorway, "Why did you run away? Everyone was so intrigued as to why you were calling me daddy?" "I didn't run away. I excused myself - daddy."

"Oh, it certainly looked like running away. If you were upset, you could've just hidden behind my hilarious idiot brother", he sneered.

"You're jealous that I what, laughed at your brother's joke. Please, I knew you were always desperate for attention, but that's dumb even for you...daddy", you emphasized. Loki was on you in a flash. He had you pushed up against the wall with his hand wrapped around your throat. He moved his face to be centimeters away, "I am not jealous; I just want everyone to know what is mine." You didn't have time to register what he had said because he was crashing his lips into yours. He commanded the kiss with an intensity you hadn't expected. As much as you wanted to fight it, the kiss exploded, and it was terrific. You melted into it and let Loki take what he wanted. You went to wrap your arms around him, but he pulled his hand from your throat and used it with his other hand to pin your arms above you. He pulled away from the kiss, and you had to keep yourself from whimpering at the loss of the feeling. "You are my pet. You do what I tell you too. Understand?" You shook your head, not fully comprehending everything that was happening. "No, no, no pet, use your words," Loki whispered while softly biting and kissing your neck. You took a breathe and swallowed, trying to clear your head. "Yes, daddy, Yes, I understand."

"Excellent," Loki growled, "do not move." You stayed still with your hands pinned above you. Loki stepped back and admired your desperate form. He stepped forward, kissing you while grabbing your wrist and throat. He moved, kissing down your jaw bone to your neck and over to the pulse point behind your ear. "Aw, pet, you look lovely, all desperate and needy for me, but I have some reading to do." He pulled away, gave you one last kiss on the nose, and walked away, leaving you against the wall soaking wet and horribly horny. It was gonna be a long 24 hours at this rate, you thought with a sigh.

[toadstool32]

Ok I'm in bed time to write about my silly little guy

HAHA it's a lot ✌️

First image top left I made a lil diagram to show the differences design wise on how I draw darling and how I draw myself mainly that the no glasses version has darling with kind of a goofy face (u gotta make the eyes look at nothing!!) My dad says I have a goofy look w/o my glasses on bc i can't focus on where to look lol but I always draw myself w glasses Homestuck style that's my vibe they're stuck to my face. But for design sake I just put a tired look on

For the difference between the glasses version in the lil hair clips on darling otherwise it's literally the same. Ah but I tend to draw myself with no mouth while darling has the cat mouth. Slight differenceeeess.

Top right literally two self portraits love and peace

In the middle it's just the difference in dynamic regarding karamatsu aka karadari so sweeeeet hug hug!!! Lovely friends <3 I personally wanna take a bite of him it doesn't even have to be sexual it can be if he wants but it doesn't HAVE to be I wanna [I am forcibly dragged away from my phone] he's like my personal pin up doll I wanna see him in silly outfits and on his knew begging. For what? Idk man. Do I have to put a label on this post.man

Bottom left darling :3. Bottom right me but silly. It's me tiny yr friend tiny <obsessed w that line.

Uhhh second pic r expressions!!!

Darling kinda puts on a mask and by putting on I mean removes thyr glasses so everything is out of focus and not so scary yay for not having to maintain proper eye contact <3

First is a neutral face. Darling puts on a smile and keeps it all the time he's just a silly guy! W the glasses on they don't have to smile too hard n the cat mouth is kinda stuck now they r chill.

For a confused face if darling is out and about with ppl they just do the airhead act when they don't get something and is confronted about it (otherwise they just fake they know stuff "yes and " king of improv) if they act cutesy whoever is asking might go easy and explain. If they're just hanging out darling will just straight tell u they don't get shit tactless king 👑

Darling has a infinite patience bc they are also kind of a lot to deal with hey she gets it. No use getting mad at stuff. However they can get tired of u if u r being a dick but they will avoid confrontation n try to keep on smiling. if they're hanging out and they get irritated about something u Will Know, still have lots of patience but will actually let it out on you instead of grinning and bearing it. They're a forget not forgive kinda guy so if u did something real bad they will remember later and will curse you out when that happens but mostly tries to keep a good attitude! Dont mind!!!

Happy!!! Darling laughs at everything they're just a silly happy lil guy but while playing up the "happy persona" they will sound kinda fake? Anime girl teehee kinda laugh when Not playing up the airhead act they do like a deadpan laugh like they're so tired they don't have the energy to laugh. But they still laugh bc u said a funny :) a friend once told me I laugh like fenneko from agretsuko so if u need a reference maybe that 👍 they can laugh out loud real hard but u have to caught them off guard laugh so hard it Hurts <3

For the sad one darling will try to hide if they're upset by distracting u or changing the topic. Will try to distract themselves and try to have a good time or forget why they're upset up until they can't do that anymore but theyr face gets red and it would hard for them to speak so u Know something is wrong. Probs thought about their thesis.i also cry when I think about it. When they let it out they're a messy crier. All kicking and screaming v v ugly. Doesn't happen very often but when it does it's all so dramatic

Top right second pic! A transition of sorts <3 darling wears flowy clothes they would wear comfy shit n stuff that shows skin bc it's comfy and the movement on the fabric is just fun! They get cold easily so a big sweater for when they get cold or in this case tired of being social they can just hide. Being too long without the glasses also makes them grumpy cause they can't.see. so it's full on back in the cave mode.if ur close they will keep hanging out just with less energy if this is a social thing or a work thing they'll try to bail. Hit the bricks Dari!!

And the last one!! I love when a guy is two dudes auughh. I overbalanced my simple design of literally drawing myself by making it a double form kinda think. Max said that it's like a pokemon w a second form on low HP and YES it's like that

Ok that's all wow that got long

made doodles to show the differences between darling and me design wise and also some expressions bc i need to show u how this guy works do you see my vision