#always good to clarify though 😅

[mobius-m-mobius]

love those cafeteria chats 🥰 (in/sp)

[belovedivies]

Hello👋 I was wondering how would the skinless chicken-I MEAN Nathanael interact with Raphael's older sibling?😅

cw: minor spoiler dividers-credit: @kodaswrld m.list

nathaniel and you…

⋆ ˚｡⋆are the epitome of a match made in hell! We have a body dissection loving maniac who breaks guns with bare hands and a sociopath whose father you buried for the throne that your brother now occupies. Of course, you guys get along like a house on fire.

⋆ ˚｡⋆surprisingly have the time to hang out. You always find a way to forcefully squeeze yourself into his schedule, like dropping by unannounced during his night shifts so you can whip him away for a few minutes! The nurses and patients mistake you two for a couple all the time, something Nathaniel doesn’t bother to clarify anymore.

⋆ ˚｡⋆share what can almost be considered as a bond despite the chaos going on. Aside from Raphael, he’s the one guy whose company you somewhat enjoy and find amusement in. You’re also the only girl who gets to spray deodorant in this scary man’s face and don’t end up being slammed against the wall. It’s a win-win! ☪︎ ･ﾟ ･Nathaniel... begrudgingly acknowledges the influence you have on Glory Club. How a fragile-looking woman can command fear and respect without trying. He, though, still has a hard time wrapping his head around the mind-boggling jokes you blurt out sometimes versus the cruelty you’re capable of inflicting. One night, after a quick patient checkup, the Apostle found you in the hallway along with two of his men out cold on the floor, their hands and legs bent at all different angles. Then you just ran up to him with a smile, never elaborating on what happened. ☪︎ ･ﾟ ･You... think Nathaniel’s pride now might as well be his downfall. He’s strong, he’s smart, and he has potential. But this is THE Peter we’re talking about. If that boogeyman is lurking around the corner and somehow still as unbeatable as he was 50 years ago, Nathaniel—even in all his evolutionary glory—statistically stands no chance of surviving. And if he is lucky enough to just barely make it out alive, the man’s ego is gonna be damaged for good. ☪︎ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･❂

“It’s so cold out here…” You tugged your legs underneath your chin and let out a loud yawn, wiggling your feet. “I thought the rainy season ended last week?”

Five centimeters away from you on the bench, Nathaniel leisurely sipped on his Americano. “High humidity levels,” he set the cup aside, “so your clothes might get saturated by the moisture in the air.”

“Huh, guess that’s why I’m still shivering in these 70D stockings—“ mid-sentence, your eyes widened when the guy suddenly took off his blouse and draped it over your lap. “Thanks.”

Nathaniel just shrugged and picked up his drink again. Two nurses walked by and cooed at the scene, though you weren’t sure if the attention was on you or him, or the playing-house act he had been tolerating for a while.

You scanned your surroundings: the hospital’s courtyard was mostly empty at this point. A few elderly patients hung out in the right corner of a dimly lit cafeteria, doing their nighttime stretches. When you look up, a billboard on the side of the building greeted your eyes—a picture of an old-looking Peter with his back hunched. The bounty flashed beneath it in place of the contact number for donation: 7,6 Billion Won.

“Kim Soongu…” The words left your lips as an afterthought, but then you caught Nathaniel’s jaws clenching in your peripheral vision with the coffee cup suddenly crushed to a pulp in his palm, a river of brown dripping to the ground.

The awkward silence didn’t even last for three seconds before a hysterical fit of laughter left your throat as you clung to your stomach.

“Holy fuck—“ snickering, you leaned against Nathaniel’s side like you two were having a sleepover. “Look at the way you got your panties in a twist with just the mention of his name. Is he that good?”

Your slightly-closer-than-an-acquaintance furrowed his eyebrows and answered through gritted teeth. “Brat…”

“Annoying too?” you mirrored his cocked brow with amusement, cheek leaning on his shoulder as you watched the guy slip off his beverage-soaked glove, “didn’t the stats say Soongu is just another D-rank killer though?”

“Not it from my observation.” Nathaniel huffed. “He had some untapped potential. Having him on my team would be… beneficial.”

You tilted your head. “For…?”

“Taking down Peter,” he looked a little irritated at your constant questioning, but ultimately decided not to show that frustration. Instead, Nathaniel’s raspy voice took on what seemed to be a teasing note; his lips curled up into an easy-going smile as the man flicked your forehead.

“So much for your plastic surgery idea, princess.”

“Ow—!” You squealed, touching the violated skin; he wasn’t even using force and you could already feel a bump rising. “What do you mean? So it wasn’t him?”

“It’s real skin from what I felt.” Nathaniel ran a hand over his hair. “Tch, whatever. When he shows up tomorrow, I’ll definitely find out.”

Tomorrow. You tucked your legs further under your chin, eyes still trained on him.

“Hyun Il.”

“?”

The Apostle turned his head towards you.

“You’re 100% likely to die.”

“Doubtful, aren’t we?”

You let out a giggle. “You wanna hear me say it?”

Nathaniel’s gaze hardened. “I will win.”

Cute.

A sigh left your lips as you stared up at the dark sky above. It was a relatively starless night, but there were still some lonely orbs twinkling if you squinted hard enough.

Some saw themselves as the sun—the center of this universe with planets orbiting around them. Constantly striving for a new high. Yet there were bound to be limits. A wall in between. Something, someone who might just show up one day and render all of their efforts useless.

How incompetent we were in the grand scheme of things.

☪︎ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･❂

"Planning to dig up his body?"

Raphael's comment earns a small smile from you. Taking your little brother's hand, you stand up from where you have been crouching on the ground for the last few minutes.

"Nathaniel doesn't need to be physically here to haunt me," you hum playfully while his fingers brush off the imaginary dust on your hair. "Jokes aside, he's cremated. I'm surprised to find out that could still work without the furnace blowing up; he's like a walking T vessel."

"Mhm…"

"Found anything at the scene?"

At your inquiry, Raphael's brows drawn together in a way that reminds you of Nathaniel. Then again, frustration doesn't have a second face.

"Tch, nothing at all." His grip around your shoulders tighten. "That bastard vanished without a trace."

All the killers dying… so that really was Peter's doings. You've seen the outcome from miles away, yet who is to say the result doesn't baffle you in the slightly? What Glory Club is dealing with here is no longer a human being.

"Hey, Raphael…" for a second, the face of an unfamiliar teenager pops up in your mind—black hair, red eyes that hold an immaculate sense of authority, "do you think that…"

"Yes?" Your brother tilted his head. There's a lump in your throat that is suddenly too hard to swallow.

"Nevermind," as quick as that eerie hypothesis comes to be, you forcefully swat it away; a sharp edge to your smile, "let's get back, shall we? It's gonna start raining soon."

[dollgxtz]

Okay I couldn’t stop thinking about this so I gotta ask, why DID Sylus take so long to rescue her? Was it like a sort of mental game of letting her suffer a bit outside so she realized how she had it better back at home with him, and then Sylus only stepped in right before things got too far? Or was he genuinely spending all that time traveling to her location after Mephisto tracked her and just so happened to be there right before she almost got attacked?

I don’t why I assumed it was the first option since he did mention last chapter that “he heard her call for him” , which made me think he was waiting for the pinnacle moment to step in and save her. But then I realized how genuinely fcked that would be since that would imply he was watching the attacker repeatedly fail to do what he wanted with mc.

You don’t gotta answer if there’s no actual canon context behind when Sylus appeared, I was just wondering!

THE STORY IS AMAZING SO FAR THOUGH I LOVE HOW YOU FRAME EVERYTHING 🥹❤️

This story’s always the highlight of my week <3

Hi Anon!

I feel so bad that people think my version of yan!Sylus was just letting her attacker do whatever he wanted until the right moment. I realize I wasn’t very clear on the timing, since it was from the reader’s perspective, but here’s how it would have played out from his point of view:

I imagine Mephisto would report back to him the audio of reader screaming and struggling with Reese and that man. But because Yan!Sylus was out of the N109 Zone dealing with urgent business related to a threat to Onychinus, it took him several days to return and save her. So the few-day sequence with her in the basement aligns with this. Mephisto would’ve been guarding the house from afar, listening within its walls and reporting back to Sylus.

He did let her run off, with Mephisto following her to see how long she could survive in the N109 Zone before she came crawling back. Someone else had already guessed correctly that part of this was to show her how good she had it with him, but I haven’t delved into that plotline yet. 😅

Lastly, to clarify (even though it’s a bit of a spoiler), he arrived at the house, heard the struggle, and noticed a hatch in the floor. Saw Reese freak out and try to run off and sent the twins after him. He rushed to the hatch and just as he was about to open it, he heard reader call his name.

This is partially my fault as the author for not being more detailed initially so can see how it looks that way. I just haven’t explored his perspective yet in the story, it’s all coming 🥲🙏

Despite having to spoil a teeny bit I think it’s important to clarify this one detail as people keep asking me about it and I feel so bad people think Yan!Sylus would let reader be almost raped :(

[historical-fashion-polls]

Ive really been enjoying the Halloween brackets getting to see my favorite progress through the rounds is so fun! The vampire brackets been my fav, it was a great idea. Thank you for running it!

I liked the others suggestions of doing something similar for other seasons too. And I know it's a moot point for the moment since this winter doesnt work for you, but while it would still be a lot of fun to do more themed brackets, if you ever do another please consider doing something that isnt themed around a religious holiday. as someone from a different religion who kinda dreads all the Christmas themed stuff in December I wouldn't be able to enjoy a Christmas version. One that's new years or winter themed would be a fun alternative though!

Snowflake, midnight, pine tree, and candle like were suggested in the first ask about this would all be fun, though candy cane is a little christmasy for my taste. I think hot chocolate would be a good wintery one too!

hi dear anon! 💖

I'm so glad to hear that you had fun with the halloween brackets! 🥰🥰 the vampire bracket was one of my favorites too! 🩸🖤

and you needn't worry – the only themed brackets I would do would be seasonal or based around a not-explicitly-religious holiday (like halloween) ☺️💕 the original ask/answer on that idea was focused on more generally "wintery" topics, and I think it was only the anon who asked the second question who brought up the idea of christmas, but since I didn't want to get into details/semantics further on an event that likely won't happen for another year, I didn't clarify – although I suppose I perhaps should have – that any bracket I did in the winter would be non-denominational, likely based on the color categories I brainstormed in that first post ❄️❄️

if I converted "candy cane" to "peppermint," would that be less christmassy? I only ask since I'm tempted to keep that or a similar category, just because I think the white/red color combo would be really fun and striking, and I can already think of a number of garments that could be part of that category! ☺️☺️ (although I suppose I don't want to go too far into planning the details here, since I'm not even sure if there's enough general interest to sanction another tournament, but I thought I'd ask anyway! 😅😅)

thank you for your thoughtful message, and I hope this has assuaged any concerns you have! ☺️☺️ it has always been my intention to construct any possible tournaments based on non-religious themes! 💕💕

[haveihitanerve]

Hi, i love your writting, i think you are a talented writter, and would love if you tried making an idea i'd have for a while.

It starts simple, all the batkids for some reason or another are angry with Bruce feeling he dosent appreciate them, having doutes of his love for them as his children and not only soldiers in his mission, for the trama they get hit with some magic figthing a villain that manifest younger versions of the vigilantes, of a simpler time were they knew Batman loved them and they see as Bruce reacts the same as always, that as they grew older they forgot how was been love for him whas like that he never stopedd, maybe he does something with the younger versions that the older ones as him to stop, i want the childhood nostalgia the love of there father never faiding, only them forgetting it's meaning.

If you can't write this its okay i appreciate all the things you publish, thank you for your time, have a wonderfull day.

okay so firstly 😭😭😭 thank you so much💗💗💗

secondly- (okay so this is an edit, i finished writing it a second ago, i did tweak your thing just ever so slightly where instead of the thing making them younger and remembering all that stuff, i had a sort of Adam's Project thing going on where I had them meet their younger selves, i hope that's okay 🙃also i only did Dick Jason and Steph😅because i feel like they're the most filled with those doubts [if you dont consider steph to be one of his, then i suggest just skipping that one also 😅]) {also to clarify- Jason is Adult Jason, Lil J is younger version Jason, RD or Robin Dick is younger version Dick, and RS is Robin Steph, young version Steph}

"Oh that's not good."

The words came from Dick. Jason spun, assessing his older brothers words of warning. The man they were fighting, well, the lead man they were fighting, there were quite a few other men around who also packed some punches, had pulled out some ancient ray gun wand type of thing. "Fuck." He drew out the curse, letting it drop off. "Language." Bruce intoned immediately, voice not even strained as he took on three goons. "Shut up." Jason growled back, falling back alongside Dick and Steph to regroup.

"What do we do?" Steph asked, eyes scanning the glowing orb at the head of the stick, narrowed and analytical. "You're the one who always comes up with the plans." Jason snapped back. "Be nice." Dick interceded quickly before it could become an interfamilial fight instead of vigilantes versus goons. "Try and finish the others and don't engage." Bruce ordered, as always, butting in. "Copy." Dick sighed with a nod at them, first to follow orders even though he was a full ass adult now, and peeled off of the wall, flipping back into the fray.

Steph gave Jason a look and followed suit, tumbling down backwards. Jason rolled his eyes, and just jumped, slamming his fist into a nearby goons face. It felt good to release his pent up angry energy, felt good to pummel something.

He was pissed at Bruce. He was always pissed at Bruce, really, but now he was especially. The man just didn't know when to stop the mission and focus on his kids. Let them focus on the mission. He was always barking orders, growling at them to follow them, and never followed them himself.

Like now, for instance, and Jason groaned as Bruce, predictably, approached the man with the suspicious magical artifact, a direct rebuttal of his order "do not engage."

"Do as I say not as I do, huh?" Dick called his way, and while Jason did mock his brother for being "daddy's little boy", he did appreciate how quick Dick moved to critique him. Bruce grunted something that might have been the affirmative back, and continued forward, uncaring of the hypocrisy. The man lifted his gun. "Dad wait-" Dick called, reaching for him, but Jason snagged his arm. Steph pulled him back. Wrong move. The man spun, and Jason had just enough time to see the horror in Bruce's eyes before everything went black.

"Who are you?" Jason scrambled backwards, springing to his feet. Blue eyes blinked at him owlishly. "Who are you?" The kid repeated, and Jason began to get very ill. "Who are you?" Young Jason repeated a final time, eyes narrowed in suspicion. Jason threw up.

"So you're from the future." It wasn't really a question, but Jason nodded anyway, accepting the washcloth from younger him with a quick "thanks". Little him cocked his head and frowned. He had been given the barest details, just enough to stop his suspicions and prevent him from calling Bruce.

"You don't like B very much right now, do you?" Jason ran a hand through his hair. "To be fair I don't like him very much at any time, so..' He shrugged. Little him cocked his head. "Why not?" Jason shrugged again. "Its a cumulation of things really. He doesn't love me. Always focuses on the mission over his kids. Has to be in charge constantly. I mean," He scoffed. "Its not like I care, you know? That ship had sailed for me, sorry kid," He winced apologetically. "But he should at least try for the new ones."

Little J examined him critically for a second, then spoke. "I don't believe you." Jason snorted. "I don't expect you too. Sorry kiddo, but you'll see. One day." Lil Jason shook his head. "No. No you're wrong." Jason cocked his head, leaning against the desk. "Oh really?"

Little Jason nodded. "Yeah. I think... I think you don't want to see it anymore. Because you're older. Because you're mad at him. And so I think I remember stuff that you maybe don't." Jason swallowed, dropping his hands to rest on either side of him. "Yeah? Like what?" Lil J seemed to consider for a second before answering.

"Like how he tucks us in. Every night after patrol. It doesn't matter how tired he is, how much he would rather go take a shower and pass out in his own bed, every night, he carries me upstairs, tucks me in, makes sure my night light is on, and even asks if I want a bedtime story. No matter what." Little Jason was staring off, just past Jason, lost in the memories.

"Or that day that he stayed home with us, instead of going on patrol, because we were sick. He didn't have to. But he did. And he watched trashy TV with us, and ordered us food. And spent the whole day with us."

Jason swallowed. He had forgotten about that. "Yeah?" He challenged, his voice more scratchy than he would have liked. "What else do you remember?"

"Hello." Dick opened his eyes slowly, only years of training under the Bat keeping his face steady as two very familiar blue eyes blinked back at him. The eyes he saw every morning in the mirror. Robin Dick Grayson offered him a toothy grin. "Welcome to the year 1982. You've been Robin for four years. How goes the future?"

Dick propped himself up onto his elbows, forcing his younger self to stand upright and take a step back. "Aware of who I am huh?" He asked, accepting the water bottle and granola bar Robin Dick handed him. "Uh-huh." RD smiled. "Figured it out all on my own too. Didn't even need Brushe." Dick winced. He had forgotten about that little lisp he'd had when he was 12.

"Does uh, does Bruce know I'm here?" He asked casually. Clearly his acting skills needed work because RD did not seemed convinced that it was casual. "Do you want him to know?" He asked back just as casually. Dick smiled in relief. "No. Thanks." RD shrugged. "He doeshn't need to know everythig." "He thinks he does." Dick muttered with a wince, pushing himself into a chair.

Wrong thing to say. Robin Dick examined him critically. "No. He doeshn't." He said it like a fact, like it was just common knowledge that Dick was supposed to know. Well, if this was his younger self maybe he was supposed to know it. Maybe he had. Once. "He likesh to." RD admitted, leaning against his bed. "But he doesn't have to." "Oh yeah?" Dick challenged, tilting his head up. "Give me one example."

Robin Dick considered that for a second, and Dick was about to crow "ha I knew it", but RD beat him to speaking. "Like the time we meshed up that job in Crime Alley." Dick's blood went cold. He remembered that night. "You mean when he sent me to bed without dinner and benched me from being Robin?" The words were out before he could stop them.

Young Dick looked at him with a mixture of concern and disgust. "That'sh not what happened at all." He shook his head, elaborating before Dick could tell him to. "I was sho scared when B arrived. So shcared. But he asked if I was alright, and if I had shaved everyone." Young Dick swallowed, face turning pale. "I told him yesh, and that was it. He dropped it. Helped me finish up, and we went home. I know he wash dying to know. But he didn't ashk. Just left it alone."

RD cheek's hollowed as he inhaled. "And he made me dinner. Alfred wash gone with some of his veteran friends. But I wasn't hungry. He said okay, kissed my forehead, and let me go to bed." Dick shook his head, but... it wasn't untrue, what the kid was saying. "And I benched myself for a week afterwards. I just... wasn't ready." RD eyes refocused, and he looked at Dick. "He loves me. Us." And he said it with such finality... that Dick nodded.

"I thought I'd be taller." Steph jerked up, squinting against the bright light. "What?" "Tal-ler." The girl in front of her sounded out the syllables, tongue sticking out of the side of her mouth as she cut up a magazine. Steph knew that voice. And that hair. And everything.

"You?" She asked, wincing. "Believe me I ain't too pleased with it either." Her younger self answered, pulling out some glue. Steph rubbed her side, propping herself up on the bed and looking down to where her younger self sat on the floor. "Its... exactly how its in the manor now." Her younger self glanced up. "O' course it is." She shook her head, ponytail slapping back and forth. "Why would you e'er change it?"

Steph fought her wince at her old Gotham drawl. It wasn't that she didn't have it anymore, it was just that she had learned to cover it up better. It wasn't as loud. "So why're you here?" RS asked, holding up the large bright purple sheet of paper she was cutting and pasting on, eyeing it critically.

"I don't know." Steph admitted, rubbing her arms. "It just sort of... happened. I mean, it wasn't supposed to be me, it was supposed to be Bruce-" RS's head jerked up abruptly. "You mean he wadn't there??" Steph shrugged. "Well... he was. He just, didn't get there in time." RS scoffed. Steph scowled. "What is that so hard to believe?"

RS nodded, as though that was an easy true/false question. "Yeah." She answered before Steph could dwell too long on it. "It ees. He's always there for me." She shot Steph a glare, like it was her fault Bruce hadn't moved faster.

"No he's not." Steph snapped back. "He's never there for you and that's why it never works out!" She slammed a hand to her mouth. Conversing with her past self was one thing, revealing her future was another. But Young Steph didn't seem concerned, continuing her cutting like her older self hadn't said anything. At Steph's look she sighed, setting down her work. "Well you're still wit 'im now aren't cha?" Steph gave an odd little head bop. "So it does work out."

She went back to her work like nothing had occurred. "You are a strange one." Steph murmured quietly. RS sent her a grin. "Of course. Birds of a feather bats of a cave y'know. Us crazies gotta stick together." Steph laughed, wondering if she'd ever told Bruce he was crazy to his face. To be honest, she probably had. Young Steph held up her concoction, displaying a bright purple sign with big blocky cut out letters and pictures "HAPPY BIRTHDAY B-MAN, I MEAN BRUCE!" Steph laughed.

"Any suggestions?" RS asked, smiling at the laugh of approval. Steph dug around in her pocket, pulling out a little corked bottle that Bruce had once gifted her. She'd never used it before. "Glitter."

When they all tumbled back into their universe they landed in the cave, thankfully, and Bruce was hunched over the computer, fingers flying. "Uh," Dick scratched the back of his neck, looking at the other two. "Meet anyone new?" He guessed. "Someone old." Steph returned. "Someone I haven't spoken too in a while." Jason nodded his agreement. Dick smiled. "Me too. Good?" The word was loaded, tentative and searching. Steph looked at Jason, and both nodded. "Yeah. Good."

"Go away. I'm not eating. Not until they're back." Bruce grunted at them, eyes trained on the screen. Jason smirked. "Well gee old man, guess you can eat now." Bruce's fingers stilled. Steph almost laughed at the sudden change, the rapid fire speed suddenly stopped like a comic.

Slowly, ever so slowly, he turned towards them, like this had happened before and they'd vanished. "How long were we gone?" Dick asked, ever the practical one. He didn't have time to react before Bruce's arms were around him, crushing him to his chest. "Too long." the man murmured. Steph poked Jason in the arm, pointing at the calendar, then the clock. Three hours. Not even a full day.

Jason didn't even manage to give a reacting before he was in Bruce's arms too. "How could I ever forget?" He muttered, to himself, and Dick frowned, before understanding crossed his features. Steph blew out a breath, waiting for Bruce to let go so that she could give her update and leave, but the Bruce was hugging her too, and... yeah. How could she ever have forgotten?

TYSM and I hope i did your idea justice 💗💗💗🫡

[pedroshotwifey]

To The Flame chapter 6.5

Takes place between chapter six and seven

Series masterlist

Pairing: Dark!Javier Peña x afab!reader

Chapter word count: 650

Chapter tags/warnings: not much, fluff, Javier being a gorgeous SOB, mentions of sex, kissing, sexually suggestive content

A/N: Hey, sorry I'm backtracking, but I had to get this out of my head 😅 Perhaps our reader’s description sounds familiar? 👀 Hope y'all like it!

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“I’m sorry it’s not much.” 

You’re laying on the couch, both of you cooling off though you’re still tangled together, when Javi breaks the silence. You look up at him from where you have your head propped on your overlapped hands on his chest, confused about what he’s talking about. 

“What do you mean?” 

He meets your eyes and you can’t help but admire how handsome he looks right now. The orang-y afternoon sunlight peaks in through the window, illuminating his tan skin, still tacky with sweat. His hair is damp and ruffled after your love-making, making it appear darker than it is. His swollen lips pull up into a sly smirk when he notices you admiring him.

“The house, I wish I could have more for you,” he clarifies. Frankly, you’re taken aback from why he would think such a thing. 

“No, Javi, it’s perfect; I love it. Why would you say that?” 

He takes a deep breath, jostling you slightly with the movement. 

“I don’t know, I just know it’s pretty outdated. You deserve the best and I want to be able to provide that for you.” 

You beam at him, leaning up to kiss him gently. 

“Javi, you’ve already done so much. Besides, I really do like the house.” 

He smiles fondly at you, and then furrows his brows as if in thought. “What does your dream house look like?” 

Now you furrow your brows. “I guess I haven’t really thought about it.” You stop for a moment, trying to create an image in your head. “I suppose I’d like to have a farmhouse. A white one with a nice porch and lots of land.” 

Javi plays idly with your hair as he listens intently, prompting you to continue. 

“I think I’d like a few big trees outside, that way we could have shade when it’s really sunny out. And a tin roof; I love the sound of rain on a tin roof. It would be nice to fall asleep to.” 

Javi huffs a laugh out of his nose, watching you like you’re something precious. You blush but continue on. 

“I’d like to have nice hardwood floors, no carpet except for maybe in the bedrooms. Oh, and a big kitchen, that way I’d have lots of room for cooking. Counterspace is always a must-have.” 

He shakes his head at your technicalities. 

‘What?” you laugh. “I don’t like to clean as I go, so I take up every inch every time I cook.” 

“And what do you like to cook?” 

You hum to yourself, thinking through your options. You know how to make a lot of dishes, so you narrow it down to your favorites.

“I really like pastas. Eating it and making it. And soups.” Your mouth waters just thinking about it, and you don’t realize you’d unfocused your gaze from Javi until you hear him chuckle lightly. You smile and turn your attention back at him. 

“What’s your favorite dish?” You ask. Maybe I can make it for you.” 

You lay your head back down on your hands as you wait for his answer. 

“I’m actually a sucker for some good chicken enchiladas,” he says, slightly bashful at his basic answer. “My dad used to make some of the best.” 

You grin at him. 

“I can do that. Though probably not as good as your dad.” 

He laughs at that. 

“Yeah, probably not. I don’t think anyone could top his if I’m being honest. Though I have a feeling you’d be a close contender.” 

“Alright, you get me the ingredients and I’ll see what I can do. Sound good, Peña?”

He leans up to kiss you again. “Deal.” And then you’re being tugged beneath him, giggling as he switches your positions and lays sloppy kisses along your neck and face. You can feel his cock hard again against your thigh, and you smile, preparing yourself for another round.

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See? Javi pays attention ;)

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[accirax]

Sooo, after several months of avoiding it in my vid recommendations, I finally decided to go see what Epic: The Musical is all about. And as embarrassing it is to admit, I'm kinda hooked right now. 😅 (I'm currently going through this playlist of various people's animatic interpretations presenting all the songs in order, and I'm only halfway through rn)

Event though I know and care very little about Greek mythology, I gotta give credit to talent where it's due, and Jorge Rivera-Herrans has *definitely* earned it from me. His musical retelling of the stories so far are PHENOMENAL! 😊 I can't even decide on a favourite song 'cause they're all really good! But some are definitely higher up there than others, and the one I'm currently hooked on is "Ruthlessness". So I just wanna throw in a couple of the animatics artists have done for it:

https://youtu.be/0lsYf_0UGLE?si=Zwdr2dLDbtAOMW9L

https://youtu.be/skVSbITX4kY?si=mVjADvKGnnPiqv_N

https://youtu.be/WOgxiS33tME?si=ZE2pfBkSdPREwpRh

The other two are pretty good but AnniFlamma's version will forever reign as #1 for me~ 😄 The way they drew/designed Poseidon is just so hot- I-I mean, stunning- I mean, badass- I mean- .... He's hot. 😳

i know Epic: the Musical! some of my friends forced me to watch it a couple of days before you sent in this ask. i can't find the specific animatic compilation video they showed me, but it had the third version of Ruthlessness in it. i remember that super detailed water animation... that's probably still my favorite, but i can't deny that that horse with human teeth is TERRIFYING, and that gigi's work is peak as always. overall, you have great taste in terms of choosing animatics with backgrounds and ample breakdowns :)

seems we're coming at this from different angles, though. i was pretty into greek mythology as a kid, and i had to read the Odyssey in my sophomore year of high school. therefore, i already knew the basic plot of the musical before i ever heard it, edits they made to the plot notwithstanding. i think i said out loud, "woo, Telemachus time~!" when he first appeared on screen, which is not something you say if you don't already know the story.

still, as both a greek mythology fan and a storyboard artist, i'm glad there's a series out there that's both introducing folks to the Odyssey and giving a bunch of artists an entry point into making animatics. perhaps i'll meet some of these people out in the industry someday. said friend who made me watch Epic has been trying to convince me to board one of the songs myself, but we'll see if that actually comes to pass.

(if i did, i guess it would probably be God Games, as that's the song i remember liking the most. then again, part of the reason why i liked it was because of the accompanying high-octane fight sequences, which are also really difficult and time consuming to board.)

Another quick Epic mention here just to say that I really *really* wanna see somebody purchase an Aiden & Ally double greeting so they can duet this part of "Done For". With how well they can both sing I just know the combination would be Magical~! 💫🌟🌠😊 (Should probably clarify tho, I think this short was initially a little snippet/teaser before the official release of the Circe Saga, so the lyrics in the finished product are slightest different)

Aiden would be a really good Odysseus, honestly. i don't know about Ally, but i suspect that you won't have to wait too long until someone makes Aiden sing Epic. or, maybe Viester will even just choose to do it himself, who knows.

[gemmahale]

a little late but re: WIP ask game -

MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE MUSEUM MUSE

WIP Ask Game

Oh Mads. You and your love for Museum Muse will never cease to delight me. (And there is no such thing as too late, I promise.)

You clarified in DM's that you were curious about how their first DM goes. I haven't gotten there yet, so I don't exactly know. 😅 I just know the circumstances.

So, instead, I'll offer you this: the stories behind their usernames and some of the forums they are frequent in. (Usernames fuckin' suck to come up with, okay? Especially because John and Daisy are both alive at the advent of the internet.)

Under the cut because I...I did world building again. 😅 Sorry not sorry.

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John's username: TinkerKelpie93

In my canon, kiddo John was the kid that took everything apart and put it back together - just to see how it worked. The radio, the clock, the lawn mower, you name it, he could fix it (most likely). Kid was building inventions in the garage where his father worked with scrap parts cast aside from the vehicles repaired.

His granda (his Da's dad) encouraged him up until his death when John was in his early teens. He told stories to wee John about his ancestors, the Scottish Travellers (from my research, they're similar to/adjacent to Romani populations in Scotland- if a Scot wants to correct my history, please do! I want to do this right. 💚) who are/were called "Tinkers" (usually in a negative connotation - literally meaning "itinerant tinsmith").

So Tinker is a bit of a historical nod to his family history and his tendency to "tinker" with things when he's thinking (hello neurodivergency, it's good to see you. 😅)

His love for Scottish Mythology (and the Kelpie part of his name) is courtesy of his Gran (Mum's Mom). She was a school teacher, and loved teaching the mythos of the region. They had a place on the edge of a small loch, and she would always warn him away from the water with a reminder of the stories about the kelpies trying to drown children. As he grew into his artistic practice, he did this detailed Kelpie artwork to give her for the holidays featuring her house, the swing by the loch and the landscape with the fearful mythological creature in the center of the lake that still hangs over her mantle. This John loves oil pastels and charcoal (it's the tactile part), but will make do with pencils when he's in country.

And 93 because, well, he was born April [redacted], 1993. This man's an Aries, y'all. (Bite me on the date. I have my timeline to back me up.)

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Daisy's username: IrisOfTheLake

Daisy's a symbology and history nerd. (Her love for mythology and art is how she ended up getting a degree specializing in the Still Life paintings of the Dutch Golden Age by female artists, but that's another story. She almost studied Arthurian Legends instead, but decided art history and preservation were her true academic love.)

Her aunt has a prolific collection of irises - she's incredibly active in the British Iris Society and Daisy spent many many seasons after school helping her dig and divide them to share with the neighbors and the other members. She even helped her aunt with cross-pollinating and some breeding attempts (though her aunt didn't progress very far down that road for reasons).

Iris is also the Greek Goddess of messages, often said to arrive on rainbows. Iris flowers hold a number of meanings in the floral language, including hope and wisdom. (Can you see where I'm going with this? I hope so.)

"OfTheLake" directly refers to the legends of King Arthur and the Lady of the Lake. (I told y'all, she was a nerd about this shit.) Y'know, the one that gives the sword Excalibur to Arthur and disposes of Merlin? That Lady of the Lake. Badass bitch if I ever heard of one, who holds a lot of wisdom and knowledge to help others achieve their goals.

Why IrisOfTheLake? It sounded good and smashed two of her early fascinations and hobbies together. 😊 (And the irony of our girl having not one but two flower nicknames makes me giggle.)

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Both John and Daisy recognize each other from lurking and posting in a number of forums together, including art history and BDSM. John regularly shares his more refined drawings (usually done on leave or during long waiting periods), and Daisy is regularly active in the floral symbiology threads, talking about the language of flowers and meaning and bullshit like that. (I just realized I have to write all this, fuck me.)

Anyway, they bond over some dipshit in the BDSM forum espousing some gender essentialism bullshit - men are doms, women are subs, blah blah blah. Daisy has an eloquent take on it, John just wants to thrash them for being so black and white and says as much.

Who reaches out first? To be seen. (I have to leave you some mystery lol.)

[austinslounge]

Just to clarify, celebrities don't buy tickets to concerts, they are always guaranteed a spot if they know the singer, so Austin and Kaia's thing wasn't planned months in advance. I think they ended "well" and Kaia had a lot of bad press all September with what happened with Marcello, the breakup rumors and her relationship with Cole, so that wasn't convenient for a person who would be nominated for the Time 100 (damage control week).

Austin made an agreement with Kaia to go to that concert, where she is seen as distanced from Austin (tiktok video) and he only talked to Cole and a girl who was not Camila (Camila was recording in another country). Everything that has happened these past few weeks has not been beneficial to announcing the breakup. They couldn't do it during the Time 100 nomination, nor when Zoe and Channig announced their breakup, and even less so these days when the Vogue cover just came out, because it would tarnish everything that Kaia has achieved without effort and no one would talk about Vogue anymore since the main topic would be her breakup with Austin.

Thanks Anon for the info about celebrities and concerts. 😊 That makes sense, especially since Kaia def knows Gracie very well.

Anyway, your theory is a very good one! I think it's very plausible as to what might be going on right now. It might even explain why Kaia has been acting like a single woman lately lol. 👀

I do wonder what we will see this Christmas and after Austin completes filming soon. I'm willing to be patient.

I think if we see him with her again though, we can probably safely assume that they haven't broken up, because what would be the need for more damage control at this point? ��� I can see why during that time she was promoting stuff, but what would be the point after she's already done her film promotion? Nobody is even really talking about them anymore.

I just can't see them trying to upkeep a dead-in-the-water relationship for months or years on end just so that neither get "bad press". Lol that would be ridiculous. 😅 It's not like they're Will and Jada, or were ever married lol.

So, if I see them spotted together again, I'm willing to believe that this merry-go-round at the Kaustin Karnival is unfortunately still spinning. 🙄

But if we don't see them together or they seem to be both moving on, spending time with other people/friends, then I'm going to start suspecting that they broke up long time ago and have just been trying to keep things private and under wraps.

What are everyone's thoughts? 😊 I'm curious what you all think. Is there something that would make you think that they're still together?

Feel free to vote below, and/or send in an ask!

[ikemenomegas]

so since you said before in a previous post that satoru is basically always possessive and is the most jealous person and in another post, he'd act clingy towards you in public or something along those lines, when he feels jealous. say, he's around his students and sees someone persistently flirting with his alpha, would he show his jealousy in that moment or would he wait for a more private moment?

Gojo gets a little more reasonable as he gets older so that's at least one thing in your favor😅. Yeah, his life of entitlement makes him jealous and possessive and he has a terrible sense of "personal boundaries" because his are always up. So even though it's really not socially acceptable, he will get in your and anyone else's space if he wants to or feels the need.

When the situation allows, Satoru will indulge in a playful expression of his inclination to jealousy and possessiveness. However, the question you ask is pretty broad...

If it's just some stranger and you don't realize this other person is flirting, having the students around to witness Satoru's moods only holds him back or changes the way he's going to expresses his feelings, it wouldn't stop him as long as it's not deadly serious. (... look at the very cringe worthy violin teacher bit)

If it's something a little more uncomfortable, like you know this stranger is flirting and can't get away from it, Satoru has no issue being rude to people in public and the students know he's like this, so he'll steer you away or casually guide an encumbrance into the way so you have an opening to leave. (He would call you from across the street and be obvious about it haha). He might bribe or convince the students to help stage a distraction/intervention. He once sent a very young Megumi to pose as your implied son and fetch you back.

If it's necessary for you to talk to this person, maybe for business purposes, and he realizes they're flirting, he will wait until you get what you came for or let you deal with it yourself. If he's hurt at all by your inability or unwillingness to stop this person from flirting with you but is in a delicate situation, he will wait until you get home to maybe go a little feral. He dislikes that he wants the reassurance, but he is more likely to want it. If he can though, he'll melt and pout all over you right away and you should take him out for a quick ice cream or dinner.

If it's another sorcerer and tied in with clan politics, that's where Satoru is really good at walking a line where he can say something that looks normal written down, but everyone in the vicinity understands that this is Gojo-sama, the Six-Eyes user, the strongest sorcerer, and you do not lay hands or eyes on his mate, you do not assume that his having an alpha in any way changes his position in the clan structure, and you do not offer disrespect by association in approaching his alpha with an intention towards seduction.

Also, I feel like I'm not saying this well so I do want to clarify that (the way I try to write the typical au characters), Gojo doesn't act jealous or possessive because of a lack of trust or "ownership" in the objectifying sense. The more obnoxious part is that it's more about having your attention - if it's on someone else, it's not on him. He knows that alpha would not cheat on him, but he also has human emotions - he's just really bad at behaving in a socially acceptable manner about them. Admittedly, it never feels great when someone is implying that they could steal your partner.

Idk his "jealousy" is hard to explain because it doesn't come from a place of insecurity, it has nothing to do with a lack of trust, it has to do with Satoru being an unreasonable demigod who's used to acting on emotions in the moment when he can get away with it, but also because he knows you could walk away because he'd let you. That's one rule he's always subconsciously stuck to - he's not going to force you to stay. Yes, he's always had everything he can physically ask for, but Satoru has been forced into a lot of things his entire life.

He never outright manipulates anybody (in the way of setting up situations to back someone into a corner. If they let him know who they are, he's going to use that information but that's not as dark as it could get). He refuses to actually play politics in general. He's remarkably innocent in the way he relies on earnestness and the threat of potential obliteration as his tools to get things done, they're pretty honest all things considered.

So he's not going to blame or criticize, he's not going to yell or belittle or go all creepy possessive on you. His public persona makes it seem like he would do these things regardless of who's around, but we've seen repeatedly that Satoru is painfully, remarkably rational, almost to the point where he'll lay aside any personal feelings about a situation if it makes sense to do so. He acts out when he can, but it's seldom as chaotic as the higher ups seem to think it is. I guess what I'm saying is he's got boundaries and rules that he follows, it's just that the lines are so far away from what most people experience, this makes him look completely unhinged and he plays this up because when people expect unpredictability from him, it's so far played to his advantage.

[bleue-flora]

Well, now I feel challenged /lh /j.

I think that cDream being autistic make sense quite a lot BUT I definitely think that it is not a root of all / most misunderstandings - at least at the beginning, he was being absolutely challenged by cWilbur and cTommy and I think that he did the only logical thing, trying to protect his server and friends. His friends later turning their backs on him bc he was unable/unwilling to explain his reasons and feelings adds to the autistic theory but as a toxic cDream apologist I can not help but blame them for just abandoning him without really trying to understand him - like, even if he could explain himself better, I really don't think that would change that much - the root of all problem here would be more other people being unable to understand HIM, not the other way around (although cDream definitely made some wild assumptions(or didn't understand how some people think at all) regarding certain people (*cough* Sam) that backfired spectacularly)

(again, this is meant to be completely light-hearted, I like your hot take, just wanted to challenged it. This is also my first time trying to analyse dsmp outside of my brains so sorry if it's weird 😅

[context]

Nah not weird, welcome to the fun! Glad you’ve decided to share. (Hopefully this won’t deter you from pitching in in the future. <3) Don’t worry it’s all light hearted around here, as far as I’m concerned this blog isn’t about arguing it’s about discussion. Agree, disagree, further add, I just have a good time talking about my obsession. :) Generally speaking, to me I don’t think it’s about right or wrong (though to be clear I am always right/jk lol XD) because I think there is typically a bit of both mixed in and there is always something to take away.

Anyways… yea so challenge accepted lol. (just as fyi I did write this and the essay kinda simultaneously so umm whatever I don't cover here is probably in that... somewhere....). Now, I did pick my wording very specifically and it’s ok to kinda miss exactly what I was saying. So just to clarify, I did say ‘a’ root because while I believe it is a huge factor at play I do recognize that it is by no means the only factor at play. Along the same lines, you are exactly right, it is not just about him failing to understand or communicate but also largely about them misunderstanding him. It is very much a failure on both sides and assumptions made that cause this miscommunication. When I mean misunderstanding and miscommunication I mean all around. Though I also agree. As an autistic person (and a c!Dream apologist) I do tend to see it more as a failure to understand c!Dream and a lack of willingness to try on the part of the others. Because as an autistic person I am often the one without the information to realize that something has gone wrong. I may not recognize when I’ve broken an unspoken rule or when I’ve failed to communicate properly. But even if I did the other people have to be willing to hear me out in the first place and understand my actual intention.

With that in mind, it does go back to the very beginning. I challenge you to watch the early streams (especially when c!Wilbur gets involved) and see c!Dream struggle to be heard and get his viewpoint across. The founding of L’manberg? Make no mistake it was in large part due to declaring c!Dream the unfair tyrant and villain. And it was easy for them to do so because a) c!Dream is at a disadvantage to communicate the latter. - And it’s not for a lack of trying. Because he does try, he pulls out dictionaries, he pulls out former events, he tries so hard to get them to hear him, but time and time again they miss it. And make no mistake that is on them, as you said they are to blame here. -

And, b) because c!Dream is different that spurs people to think he is wrong, often more subconsciously. (I’m not going to get into too much more detail on this point as this is already so long and I meant for it to be shorter…. oops. So I am aware this is overly simplified and likely poorly worded, but I'll try and cover it more in the essay.) But yes not only is miscommunication and the misunderstanding at play but also misunderstanding in relation to their perception of each other. Both their misconceptions about c!Dream - taking c!Tommy and c!Wilbur’s words at face value, making poor assumptions about him, and fearing/hating what they don’t quite understand - and his poor assumptions about them (don’t even get me started on c!Sam…), often stemming from their brains being literally different.

[kitsune-kaos]

9. favorite smell in the summer?

44. favorite scent for soap?

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy, or superhero?

47. favorite type of cheese?

80. earth tones or jewel tones?

9) Ooooo this is tough tryna think of which smells I like are Summer exclusives 🙈🧐 the first summer smell that comes to mind is the muggy smell of fields of grass, cause it always hits me with nostalgia of childhood soccer practice. The only problem is they aren’t fond memories 😂 So maybe I’ll go with the smell or heavy chlorine connected to memories of swimming at my friend’s house or going to sunsplash (the local water park/mini golf/arcade/go-cart place). Oh!! But maybe actually the smell of a summer forest and campfire, taking me back to camp outs as a young scout with my dad/brothers or with my friends from the church I was born/raised in.

44) I’d gotta go with a simple rose or lavender scent 🌹✨

45) I instantly wanna say Fantasy, but I do gotta clarify that I’m more attached to worlds with magic and possibly fantasy-typical creatures and peoples. Like, I still haven’t watched LotR from start to finish, but I am a slut for Legend of Zelda. And like, a lot of my fave fantasy shows are anime where it’s not Tolkien-style worlds, including ones that dip both into fantasy and sci-fi and historic and futuristic all at once somehow. I was almost tempted to say Superhero, which does kind of align with my attachment to magical worlds; however, Marvel and DC have created a specific styling to the way they do stories and the qualifications of a superhero, and while I don’t hate it, I just don’t quite vibe with it enough to make it say it’s my fave genre. Tbh, some of the shonen anime I adore do manage to technically qualify as a superhero world, but they do it in a way so out of the norm of the westernized Superhero genre that it ultimately feels maybe more fantasy? But I digress 😅😛

47) Oh I do love a cheese and cheesy delights, though I can’t say I’m particularly picky with my cheeses, not the most adventurous. So there’s plenty I haven’t tried, and I couldn’t tell ya which ones I have tried 😝 SO! My top two picks I’m gonna go with are Swiss and White Cheddar

80) Ooooooh I love this!! Both are so immaculate and lovely and stunning in their own ways. But for myself, I tend to find Earth Tones to be the most flattering and appealing ☺️ a good darkish maroon, a nice deep mustard, a lovely mossy green 😚👌🏼💕

[foreverisntenough]

i feel like a background or flashback on y/n struggles would have clarified a lot of what she was feeling in the recent chapter because it all felt too sudden and didn’t make much sense

Totally fair! I get that entirely! Thanks so much for your message 🫶 I wonder if anyone else reading felt that it didn’t make sense?

If you were curious at all… personally, the sudden crash of it all was the intention. Her hardships linger but it just took this little shove to tip her over the edge. That said, I didn’t want it to be too intense or too focused on real life health logistics. Kind of like her pregnancy. For example, I mention of morning sickness but I didn’t want to harp on the real occurrences that probably would go on day to day. It was intentional to glaze over it all. Y/N struggling was always apart of her character arch in my head.

I kept it tight lipped in the two series for two reasons. One, I think it is reflective of the experience a lot of people around her are having. She’s fine and functional and then can just fell apart easily. It’s sudden and feels unexplainable to them as well. She puts up a good front but she’s soft. It’s not an uncommon experience especially with someone as sensitive as Y/N. Secondly, I didn’t want to overload on a sad story totally focused on her. Obviously this is a Trent fic but it kind of took on a life of its own lol. Y/N struggles have been sprinkled through the two series. It starts as early as Chapter 2 when she’s rejecting Trent’s compliments, panicking that he only wanted sex, when he gets the phone call etc… her insecurity kind of helps guide Trent’s perspective and personality in the fic IMO.

I do have a more concise reason that might give an explanation for this most recent break though. Maybe I should include a little blurb in the next chapter for more clarification though. What do you think? Do people want to know more about Y/N 🤔

Ooff! Sorry that was a long response 😅

[littledreamling]

Angst Prompt for Angst King:

'You already know how this will end.'

I’ll be honest, this is… not my best work 😅 my exhaustion is clearly getting to me, but I did my best (I might come back to this particular prompt later if I have any better ideas for it), in the meantime, here’s my 4am angst dump!

“You already know how this will end.”

—

When Dream held his sister’s sigil and called her name, inviting her to his realm to tell her the big news, he had expected excitement, that her younger brother was opening up. He had expected joy, that her younger brother was learning to love again. He had expected pride, that her younger brother was accepting change.

When Death stepped into his gallery, however, her brow was furrowed and worry pooled in her eyes. He only got halfway through his announcement before she sighed, refusing to look him in the eyes.

“What is it, sister?”

He had expected such judgment from Destiny or Desire; especially Desire, but he had counted on Death backing him up. She had always been the one to encourage his interactions with mortals. She had always been supportive of his relationships in the past.

“Nothing, Dream, it’s just-“ She paused, biting her lip. “Well, you already know how this will end, don’t you?”

He drew himself up, his own brow furrowing in indignant rage. To hear Desire’s condescension and condemnation out of his favorite sibling’s mouth was a betrayal that he had never thought to prepare for. It stung like a lash, tearing through flesh straight to bone.

“I don’t understand-“

“Hob’s mortal, Dream,” she clarified gently. “You know what happens to mortals when they tangle with the Endless.”

“No, Death,” he protested, “he’s immortal. You made him immortal.”

“Not immortal enough, baby brother,” she said with a sad twitch of her lips. “He wasn’t born immortal. He’s not an immortal. He’s living on borrowed time, that’s all-“

“Aren’t we all?” Dream demanded, if only to put a stop to her horrible words. Each one felt like an arrow piercing his skin and he felt his eyes well up with tears.

“I’m sorry, Dream,” she said softly. “There’s nothing you can do.”

“No, I don’t-“

“Don’t let your stubbornness lead him to ruin,” she warned sharply. “We both know he deserves better than that.”

Dream could’ve countered that Hob deserved the world. He should’ve countered that Hob would lead himself to ruin for the pleasure of Dream’s attention. But the two together stayed his tongue. Hob would lay his life to rest if it meant he could be with Dream and they both knew it. Death was right; Hob deserved better than that.

Death must’ve seen the resignation of his face because she laid a sympathetic hand on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry,” she repeated. “I wish it could’ve been different. I would’ve wished you both every happiness in the world. But if you want him to be happy, you know what you have to do.”

Dream nodded slowly.

“I was happy,” he said quietly. “For a moment, I was happy. And so was he. For just a moment, it was okay. I should’ve known it was too good to be true.”

Years later (though he’d never bothered to keep track of how many; human time was such a fickle thing), when Hob finally asked for Death’s gift, Dream remembered her words; he's living on borrowed time, and he knew that she had been right.

From this prompt list!

[rainbowdaisy13]

I’m the last anon about the timing and the Walz comment. Absolutely agree that it was unnecessary in every way. I didn’t mean to sound like I was justifying it at all, I was just trying to think of what might’ve seemed like a good reason TO HER (not to me). Also Kamala walked out of the debate to “the man” which they’ve obviously gotten to go-ahead to do and been in communication with Taylor/her team about it. I can see if I can find the Walz video again for you so I’m sure that I didn’t mishear 😅

This is good opportunity to clarify—the last few weeks for me have been good for my mental health in that I have been able to come out of the lavender haze of Taylor can do no wrong, never question her or you are a bad fan— that I’ve been living in for years—even though that always felt gross to me and I thought I was above it

That doesn’t mean I decided Taylor was the worst person on the planet and I hate her—I have been posting people’s opinions and feelings because I want other fans to know they can do that here & because I was rightfully fucking over her PR Bullshit when lives are on the fucking line this election

My goal here is always nuance—not black and white thinking, allowing people to be human and fuck up BUT also calling them out when their actions directly impact humanity as a whole

My point is, please don’t worry about my reaction to your Anons—I’m a human too and I respond based on my mood, how much sleep I got, if I’ve eaten yet, what moon phase it is, how busy my day is, if I’m cleaning up dog puke off the rug etc etc etc. if I react real spicy or aggro that doesn’t mean I have written you or anyone off—does that make sense?

[panelshowsource]

it's actually been leaked for some time, although — and not to sound whiny — any time i've posted it or just talked about it i've gotten 10+ anonymous messages telling me i'm the devil and ruining the establishment of taskmaster with my irresponsible gossiping. so i didn't post about it and deleted any of the asks/convo about the new cast, even though ofc everyone has had tonsss of thoughts about it 😅

anyways would have laid down my whole life betting john robins (one of THE most obvious future tm contestants, being such a good friend of alex's!) and joanne mcnally would be on so i feel very vindicated — and excited! — in that regard! we're gonna have a great time :)

someone sent an anon asking about people i'd bet — not who i want, but who i'd bet — would be on the show so i'll think more about that and post later this week! the series will def have more seasons so i'll try and get some guesses in heh

OMG ME TOO her name is mabel! she's sooooooo cute ≧◡≦

hello anon!! actually you don't need me for this, it was recently posted on tv_bunny :)

enjoy!

she's great! she reminds me a lot of roisin, in that when she's not doing her semi-pre-written joke material, she's supremely good at hanging, bantering, fitting in with the vibe. i really appreciate that when it comes to panel shows particularly! but i can't say i've seen much of her standup

(wait — can i digress for a second — roisin is one of the ONLY recurring catsdown contestants who actually brings in sensible mascots that have the purpose of helping her/bringing her luck, and her presentations of them are always so hilarious and she deserves more credit for that)

+ not important but i really like her voice

thank you for sending her well wishes <3

i appreciate the message and you weren't the only person to say this, but i think some people are only part-way informed as to her journey reclaiming her name. her intention was never to scrap the nickname shappi or stop people from calling her that; it was 1) to reconcile her experience growing up in the uk with her name and how that led to her committing to shappi as a teen, and 2) to be published, credited, and billed as shaparak in professional capacities. she has clarified many times, including here and here, that it is totally acceptable to call her shappi; people on tv & radio still call her shappi after formal introductions, like in the new wilty when everyone calls her shappi throughout the entire episode; her social media handles are still shappi; and so on. she's shaparak, but that doesn't mean she "no longer goes by shappi". there is some confusion here i think some people are taking her journey, which was lovely to follow, as rejecting shappi — but that isn't the case.

i already updated her tag to 'shaparak khorsandi' a while ago and would definitely credit her full name where necessary, but socially, colloquially, like in the quick text post i made asking people to give shappi some love, there is no disrespect in calling her that! of course, plenty of people are credited by one name and are regularly called another/a nickname, like olivia colman who is actually called sarah by her family and colly by most everyone else. she seems really happy with having done her book and her recent show under her full name, and it's been beautiful to see her come around to love shaparak as much as she has loved shappi :')

btw for anyone who doesn't know, shaparak means butterfly in farsi!

hahahahaha that is hilarious

long story short is just that keith lemon is a disreputable character (and i mean character literally, he's not real, he's played by leigh francis!) who spends a lot of his energy shouting and oogling over boobies etc

i think it's fair to say hating on white supremacists does bring us all together 😅

i'm sorry i haven't seen it! but ugh tamsin greig is one of my longest-time crushes fr i actually think the friendship between her and stephen mangan is one of my roman empires. i have a list of scripted tv rewatches i plan to do this year — the thick of it, peep show, and so on, some of my faves ever — and green wing is def on the list so maybe i'll add friday night dinner!

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