#and i just cackled like a loon

[radiowallet]

Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.

YES WHAT?!

[arcielee]

Hello my Tumblr kindred spirits. I apologize for being mostly MIA [still]. Our move was stressful, but our new home is amazing and my new job is everything I have ever wanted, which is such a relief 😅

Right now, we took a trip up north so my husband could work on his project. I am dealing with hotel wifi and it is spotty at best.

If you posted a story or tagged me in something, I apologized if I missed it. Feel free to DM me, or just deal with my snail's pace as I try to comb through my notifications.

Anyway, here are some edits of stillshots you guys keep sending me. I have my hotspot on to crack open Canva, cackling like a loon as I lovingly sprinkle hearts all over our babygirls:

Feel free to reblog if you want to reuse these 🥰

I love you all!

[sideshow-cellophane-blog]

Flirting With Pranks

Because I wanted these two to laugh and be happy together

"Gale!" 

"Astarion!"

The pale elf doubled over in his bout of hysterical laughter. He dropped his book on the ground in favor of holding his abdomen, which was tingling as his nerves were toyed with. He tried to fight the bubbling laughter before giving in to the urge - it was too strong. The tingling was turning into invisible yet solid touches, pinching up his hips and sides. 

Astarion collapsed to his knees. "Whahat the FUCK Gahahale?! It tihihickles!"

"It does? Good! It's supposed to."

Astarion slapped a hand over his ear as some invisible soft instrument flicked over it. "Whyhyhy?!"

"I wanted to hear you laugh, darling. And I wanted it to be fun for you." He put his hands on his hips with a satisfied grin. He had never seen Astarion so out of control - the elf had flopped face-first to the ground and was writhing. "It lasts about as long as that laughing curse you keep casting on us in camp."

"Yohou're awful!" Astarion squealed as the tickling moved into his armpits, and his legs kicked out in wheels. 

"I can't help but notice you aren't begging for it to stop, darling. Where does it tickle most? I want to know so I can focus the magic there."

Astarion was not about to tell Gale the magic all seemed to jump around his worst spots, making him spasm and twist in his giggle bouts. He couldn't, and didn't dare, imagine what it would be like for all of his worst spots to be tickled at once. His arms went up and down as his hands tried to soothe his tingling skin. "Fuhuck you!"

"More experimentation it is. I don't mind! You had me cackling like a damn loon yesterday, you know? Wyll and Karlach got the best cuts of meat for dinner and I got bone broth. Clear. Bone. Broth."

"I'm sohohorry!"

"Well yeah, you are now."

"Aha! Heh. Heheh…" The tickling slowed and disappeared, leaving Astarion panting hard on the ground. He was not left alone for long though - Gale sat himself down on the other's thighs and wriggled his fingers into the exposed stomach lying before him. "GAHAHALE!"

"I had no idea you were actually ticklish dear, I simply must try this for myself."

"Oho no you dohohon't!" A struggle ensued, or started to, because Astarion was still a panting mess from the magic tickle attack. He tried to grab Gale's hands as they snaked up his sides and to that bottom rib, but he was too clumsy and panicked to stop the wizard from making him cackle. He squeezed his eyes shut and caved as the other played his ribs like some instrument. "Nohohoho! Gale, haha, GAHALE, stahp! NAHAT THERE! THAT! HAHA! FAHACK! Yes, yehehes, gohoho bahahack dohown! Get awahay FROM OHAHAHA! THEHERE!"

Pinches turned into loops and swipes, then stopped, and Astarion's cackling slowed to gasping giggles. He managed to open his eyes and give Gale a pleading look. 

"Your real laugh is adorable, you know that?" He said fondly. 

"Yohou're an insufferable asshole."

"Are you going to stop casting that laughing spell on us around camp now that I perfected one of my own? Because I can tickle you all day long, darling."

"I…" His smile faltered as he thought, and it returned as a playful and practiced smirk. "As awful as that was, darling, I think it is awfully strange that you created such a playful spell just for me. That wasn't designed to be a one time use, was it? I mean, here you are, on top of me-"

"Oh my gods Astarion."

"And you know? I rather like the attention. And I think you want to make me laugh. Keep making your teasing, playful spells for me Gale, it makes me feel special. Now get off of me so I can exact my revenge when you least expect it."

"It makes you feel- oh you do want another round is what it is? Projecting your feelings onto me, like you aren't the one making us laugh first, I see right through you," His hands began to glow, but the vampire had time to recover. Astarion twisted and threw Gale off, and they wrestled for control. "I'm not giving in!…NO!" Giddy giggles filled the air as they jabbed at each other, and Gale found himself weakening to protect his sensitive stomach. "I'll blow you up you ass, you get that finger OUT of my AHA! SHIRT! "

"Found the tickle button," Astarion had gained the upper hand, literally, and kept wiggling his finger in Gale's navel. The wizard's hands fell to protect himself. "Now we…are…on…the saaaame page. I may be ticklish, but you seem to be far worse off than I. Is that why you felt the need to cheat with magic?"

Gale was giggling too hard to answer. The tables had turned and he was drained from his earlier magic use.

"This is fun dear, and now that I know you're enjoying yourself here too," Astarion paused to admire the man below him. He ran his hands over Gale's stomach to soothe his nerves. "Well," he chuckled. "I prefer being the one to make you laugh. Remember that next time you start a fight I will always finish." He collapsed beside Gale on the ground. They caught their breath together, and Astarion broke the silence once they were quiet again. "So can you teach me that spell? I want to see if Lae'Zel is-"

"No."

"But-!"

"I hate wasting a revival scroll, dear. If that power were in your hands this whole camp would either be at your mercy or I would have to keep bringing you back after they kill you."

"What if I only use it on you?"

"Even worse. If you want to tickle me you have to be brave about it."

"A challenge…I accept. Now cuddle me, if the group isn't back by sundown we can keep playing."

"Gladly, darling."

[theyluvlyss]

𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟...

but when I read it after finishing it, I realized it was too cute not to post, so now, here I am to bless your feed with this short lil' blurb that I love so much.

and I say bless, because I figure, if I love it this much, so will others, maybe🤷🏽‍♀️. Especially my melanated sistas, like, this is quite literally for y'all🩷💋🫵🏽. You're welcome.

𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞 <𝟑

《 ♡ 》 imagine (a little bit crack-fic-ish but that's okay)

  ───────── 《 .°•♡•°. 》 ──────────

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 :

nothing much, really. just billy loving you so much, and he thinks you're cute and all😙.

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 :

fem!black-codedasf!reader x loveydovey!billy batson

𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞 :

post shazam!: fury of the gods

𝐓𝐖/𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 :

(joking/exaggerative) mentions of suffocating - light cursing, I think? I didn't check lol - that's about it fr, like, this is super duper lovey dovey huggy wuggy kissy wissy wishy washy🥰😻💋💞 - billy being literally obsessed with you (as he should, love a women worshipping king😻) - that's it, I'm pretty sure lol.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

  ───────── 《 .°•♡•°. 》 ──────────

You laid content as you scrolled through the contents of your open TikTok app, savoring in the warmth Billy's body generated while lying comfortably beside you. Hell - he was practically smushed up against you, with no real need to be given it was a plenty sizeable bed you shared, other than the fact that he just couldn't stand to be sharing the same mattress and not be cuddling into you.

Of course, you didn't mind this one bit. As previously mentioned, the Batson boy generated heat at a rate you couldn't be anymore grateful for, yourself always freezing to the touch for seemingly no reason. Plus, you found it endearing how close he constantly wanted to be. As though he were a clingy kitten, seemingly always depraved of your love and affection. And, thankfully, you had plenty of it to go around.

Especially seeing as some of your love went towards memes and all sorts of other funny videos on the internet. Like this next one you giggled at. It held no true meaning, simply a combination of the most recently trending things, all too niche for any newcomer to understand. But you did, being an "chronically online" teenage girl coming with its apparent perks as you let more giggles escape through your grinning teeth.

But, as per the norm, they never remained just quiet giggles. They soon escalated into something further, a fit that could no longer be contained no matter how hard you tried. Plus, with the video looping itself over and over again, you never had the chance to give yourself a break to breathe. You couldn't look away, god, it was just too funny…!

Soon, you were inevitably trying your damndest not to let out obnoxious cackles. You'd feel awful for waking your boyfriend over something as trivial as laughing too loud. But unfortunately, it proved too late for that, the stuttering of your chest being all it took before he was stirring and suddenly-

"So- S… sssss…"

In a horrid attempt at an apology, you ended up mimicking the sound of a snake, eventually pushing out the word "sorry" before exploding into more laughter. At first, Billy was not amused, staring at you through sleepy, low-lidded eyes and with a pout that you'd normally just kiss away if you weren't so busy acting like a loon.

"Why are you even still up…" He barely questioned, his voice a deep rasp as a result of his previous heavy slumber. As if you weren't already a mess, you felt a feather in your chest and stomach at the sound of his sleepy voice. It tickled you, and the video was still playing, and good lord, there was no way you were laughing this hard at what was essentially nonsense.

But you were! And it was so… so… so...

"I-...I-..."

Poor thing, you thought you were going to suffocate, blowing up into another round of giggles. Your eyes were growing misty, and you were fighting so hard to replace your laughter with air, oxygen into your lungs. You couldn't do it, and it occurred to you that you probably looked insane right now with your eyes screwed shut (leaking salty water, at that) and your mouth hanging open with no sound coming out...

You laughed harder at the mental image, if possible.

"(Y/N), dude…" Billy spoke, his tone flat and his stare hard. You couldn't take it, shoving your face into the nearest pillow as you kicked your legs and shook around in silent laughter. You were actually physically fighting to stop and were losing! You were losing badly, stretching out your hand for any source of grounding.

"Will you chill out, oh my god." Billy, once again, hardly asked. But this time, it was through his own curt chuckle, slowly growing entertained by his girlfriend's silliness before loosely allowing his hand to fall into your own. You grabbed it, and finally, you could breathe again. A smile remained stuck on his face. A tired one, of course, but one could also argue that it was in love sickness. He watched your chest heave up and down, waiting until you removed the pillow from your face.

And when you did, he almost wanted to argue that you could, in fact, blush. Because your face was most definitely, visibly a deepened shade right now as you wiped the tears and massaged your sore cheeks. But he'd leave it alone, for now.

"I'm sorry." You spoke plainly after a moment of silence, gathering yourself. "That was deadass just the funniest shit I've ever seen, I don't know what's wrong with me."

Billy's smile grew, staring down at you while laying on his side, listening to your cheery-filled voice explain what on earth was so funny about this video that you nearly asphyxiated yourself cackling at. You laid against the bicep of his arm, curls tickling his skin because you'd more than likely forgotten to put a bonnet on for the evening.

He wouldn't remind you, though. Just for tonight, because he liked the tickle-feeling and the way they framed your face and expanded gorgeously around your head. Like a powerful mane or maybe a halo. He traced the detail in the browns of your eyes and had to stop himself from running a thumb over your brows. And just from the previous events alone, he was sure you had licked away all of your chapstick and gloss, staring at your lips before meeting your eyes once again upon listening to the cadence in your voice dip into a questioning tone.

"Did you see?" You asked, and he nodded.

"Yeah, babe."

Hardly a hum, yet full of adoration. Not that it mattered, because almost as fast as it was put there, your laughing expression had morphed into a playful one of disbelief. An added click of the tongue for full affect.

"Mncht. No, you didn't; you're not even looking…"

There was about a four second pause, Billy finally giving into the urge to run his thumb over your brow, tracing it down your cheek… prodding at the dimple that may/could reside there before running it as lightly as a feather over your lips. You paid no mind one way or the other to his actions, used to them by this point in time. Used to being cherished and observed with such worship and grace, even though it still made you slip into a mild hot flash.

"You're so cute."

Your eyes gazed up into his green ones, finally giving him your attention at such a sudden yet fond statement. At first, you almost let the words, "I know." slip. But then, you figured you might as well just say thank you and urge him back to bed. After all, you had never meant to wake him in the first place, and the guilt of that was finally starting to set in.

And yet…

"You think I'm cute?"

Billy, if he didn't know any better, allowed his heart to melt right there. Your eyes were big and expecting, curious about his thoughts even though he had just let them loose. And your tone full of hope, as if he'd never told you such a thing before. That might as well be blasphemy for him, seeing as he made it appoint to remind you of the way you had basically consumed his thoughts every single day.

And he'd continue to do so over and over and over again until you got it through your head that he was one-hundred percent serious. That he meant it with all of his heart.

"Think." He repeated the word you had murmured with a tone of hilarity. "I know you're cute, I'm lookin' right at you~."

He spoke with a shameless flirt in his drowsy tone, watching as you smiled to yourself. This time, you had no wit to banter up or a cheeky way of saying "I know" to him. All you had was your giddiness, only to then offer up the purse of your lips innocently until Billy got the hint.

"Gimmie kiss~…" He spoke, even though he was the one to deliver such upon your lips. But it didn't really matter because a few pecks later, you were drunk off of them and selfishly demanding more until he had literally kissed you to sleep.

"...Cute."

𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐈 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐰🥲.

i've got to stop letting my own words hurt me like this lmaoo😭. I hope y'all enjoyed ! more on the way soon✨️🤞🏽.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ...𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐲 :

myself <3

𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐦 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 :

none :(

[coffeeghoulie]

Ghoulette Appreciation Week 1: Girls' Night In

Aurora is invited to her first Ghoulettes' Night, with a little music and wine and ghoulpiles.

so I wanted to jump in on the Ghoulette Appreciation Weeks put together by @jesusbutbetterrr, thanks for organizing this!

"Rory, sweetheart, are you busy right now?" Cumulus asks early one evening not long after the tour ends, pianist's fingers wrapped around the doorframe as she leans into Aurora's room. Aurora looks up, startled, pushing her hair from her eyes. She's in comfortable clothes, a cropped band tee stolen from Rain falling off of one shoulder, soft leggings and bare feet.

"Gimme two minutes to finish putting my laundry away?" she asks, tail flicking behind her. "Is it urgent?"

Cumulus chuckles, stepping past the threshold, rolling up the sleeves of her sweatshirt. "No, not at all," she says. "Do you want help with the last of it?"

Aurora trills, smiling brightly at her, a stubborn fitted sheet bundled up in her arms. "If you wouldn't mind?"

With the two of them working on it, Aurora's laundry is done much quicker, folded and put away. As Aurora closes her closet door, she cocks her head at Cumulus, a questioning look in her labradorite eyes. "What did you want before you helped me with those stupid sheets?"

Cumulus laughs, chirping in an affectionate tone. "Sunny, Cirrus and I wanted to invite you to a have a girls' night with us. We haven't had one since you came Topside."

"Because I came Topside?" Aurora asks, tail giving one nervous swish. Cumulus's brow furrows, and she leans forward, grabbing Aurora's upper arms gently.

"Sweetheart," she says, making her make eye contact. "It is not because you came Up Top. It's not your fault, we've just been busy, touring and all."

Aurora visibly relaxes, a low purr in her throat. Cumulus leans in, kissing Aurora's cheek. "Would you like to join us? Have a little wine, have a little ghoulette pile?"

She nods, eyes bright as Cumulus leads her back to the bedroom she shares with Cirrus. Said air ghoulette is already there, musing over their record collection as Sunny shouts suggestions sprawled out in their nest. Both of them are dressed comfortably, Cirrus in a dark tank top and sweats, Sunshine in a hoodie and soft shorts. They both look up as Cumulus and Aurora enter, their expressions brightening.

"Hey, moth!" Sunny greets, scrambling to an upright position, arms outstretched. "Glad you could join us!"

Aurora giggles, letting go of Cumulus's hand and diving into Sunny's arms, tackling the multighoulette into the furs and blankets of the nest. Sunny cackles, immediately moving to roughhouse, digging her fingers into Aurora's sides, making her squeal with laughter.

Cirrus grins, the laughter contagious, and selects a record, putting it on her turntable. Cumulus hums in delight as she recognizes it as one of her favorites, nuzzling into her mate's shoulder. "That's a good one. Did you get the wine?"

"Got the peach one Sunny likes, the red for you and I, and Mountain recommended I get the apple wine for Borealis," Cirrus says, setting the vinyl sleeve down. Cumulus grins, watching over her shoulder as the two multighoulettes scuffle, their laughter bright as Aurora manages to pin Sunny down, blowing a raspberry in the crook of Sunny's neck. "They're on the dresser, if you wanted to pour us some?"

Cumulus purrs, rubbing her cheek against Cirrus's bare arm. Cirrus turns, breathing in the scent of her mate's coconut conditioner, rubbing her spiral onyx horn against Cumulus's opalescent one. "I'll get those poured, little loon," Cumulus says, kissing one of the light freckles on Cirrus's grey skin.

She finds the four glasses and three bottles, uncorking the red with her claws and giving herself and Cirrus a healthy pour. "Rory? You wanna try something? Mounty thinks you'll like it," she calls over to the nest, where Sunny and Aurora have settled, Sunny purring loudly as she presses a kiss to the side of Aurora's neck.

Aurora glances down at where Sunny's warm arms hold her close and whines under her breath, struggling to escape her grasp. She bounds over to Cumulus, tail wrapping around her thigh. "Yeah?"

Cumulus pops the cork on the apple wine, and Aurora squeaks at the loud noise, breaking into giggles. The air ghoulette hands her a glass with just a little of the pale yellow liquid, two swallow's worth. "Try this for me? I'll pour you a little more if you like it."

Aurora sniffs the glass, taking a sip. It's sweet and a little sour, stings a little bit as she swallows. Her brows furrow a little as she takes a second sip, finishing the glass. "You said Mount thought I'd like it?"

Cumulus chuckles as Aurora hands her the glass back. "He has a knack for guessing people's taste. What do you think?"

"I like it," she says, and Cumulus grins, pouring her a full glass this time.

"I've known that ghoul my entire life Up Top, and never once has he recommended something he thought someone would like that they didn't actually like. He gets this stuff from the farmer's market in the summer and fall, speaking of, Sunny, come get your glass!"

Sunny groans, sprawled out in the soft bedding, and sticks a thumb's up in the air. "Jus' a sec, dove," she says, crawling from their bed to accept the glass of bubbling peach wine Cumulus hands her.

"Do not spill that in the roost again, I swear to Satan, dragonfly," Cirrus teases, grinning as she reaches over Aurora's shoulder to grab the glass her mate set aside for her.

"I won't, blossom, promise!" Sunny says, clutching the glass close to her as she settles back down into Cumulus and Cirrus's nest, the taller air ghoul sidling in next to her. She purrs, pressing a kiss to Sunny's copper curls and glancing over to Cumulus and Aurora with warm grey eyes.

"Oh, we're coming, loon, don't get your feathers rustled," Cumulus laughs, setting her hand on the small of Aurora's back and leading her to the nest, coaxing her to settle in the piles of fluffy blankets and plush pillows. Aurora leans against Sunny, and Cumulus takes her place nestled into Cirrus's side.

The record plays softly in the background, and there'll be a round of groans and rock paper scissors to see who has to get up to go flip it. But until then, Aurora sips her wine, purring in delight as the rest of the girls invite her to this most sacred of rituals, of a warm nest and closeness.

[got-into-worm-by-mistake]

Agitation 3.11 Live Reactions

(This is me, writing reactions as I read, because why the fuck not. They're not complete, mature thoughts taken after I sit back and evaluate what I've read. Consider them as such)

Amy Dallon Worst Day Ever (For Now) Speedrun! Let's GO!

The girl glowered at me from behind her mop of frizzy brown hair.  In her hands she was gripping a fire extinguisher.  Behind her, past the lights that were flickering across my field of vision, I could see the hostages streaming upstairs.  It was disorienting, because the bugs I’d left on them were telling me they were still in the corner of the lobby, staying still.  I could feel one spider shift slightly as the person it was riding exhaled, then shuddered a little, even as I saw that same person stumbling and nearly falling on the stairs in their haste to get away.

That has to be disorienting. So she like... did the bug equivalent of that thing they do in movies where they put the cameras into a loop of an empty hallway or whatever?

 There were no words the words to describe it, exactly.  It was like feedback.  If my brain had been a computer, I got the feeling I’d only be getting hundreds or thousands of error messages popping up across the screen.  It was painful, too, just compounding until it felt like my brain was being used as a punching bag.

That explains the earlier headaches then. Amy really is perfectly designed to either complement or completely fuck with Skitter, isn't she?

Love it.

“You don’t need to know that.”  She swung the fire extinguisher over her head at me, and I scrambled out of the way, grabbing the edge of a table to haul myself to my feet as I did it.

I'm so glad there's no one here at work but me right now because I'm cackling like a loon at this. Not sure why. it's funny, but -

Like, Amy isn't a Woobie, but she comes by that portrayal fairly, but this - this is not the Woobie Amy of a fun fanfic, this is 'Fuck you, I'm smashing you in the face with an extinguisher' Amy :rofl:

She didn’t chase me.  Instead, she reached into her jacket pocket and retrieved a cell phone.

Ah yes "Call Vicky", the most dangerous move in Amy's arsenal. :rofl:

“Shit.  I liked that phone,” she muttered.

And that's her priority.

I don't know if this scene is meant to be funny, but holy shit it is.

“Who the fuck are you, and who were you trying to call?” “Actually, it was a text, not a call, and it went through,” she said.  Then she smiled at me. At the same moment I uttered the word ‘Who’, one of the windows at the side of the bank shattered.  A blur of white and gold slammed into the center of the lobby hard enough to send fragments of marble tile skittering over the floor to my feet, halfway across the room.

Is that the first use of the word 'skitter' in the text of the story? I think it is.

Also, if Worm ever did get a TV adaptation, this dialogue would need to be kept exactly, right? Just the mental image of watching this scene - *cackle*

The figure straightened, dusted herself off and turned to glare at me.  Almost casually, she backhanded the marble and oak table to her left that held all of the withdrawal and deposit slips.  With that lazy swing of her arm, she annihilated the table, doing so much damage to it that nobody would ever be putting it together again.

Seriously, Vicky, did you actually need to do that? Like, what does that accomplish?

Had I done something heinous in a past life, to deserve going up against Lung on my first time out in costume, and Glory Girl on my second?

Being Taylor Hebert Is Suffering. It's the Cosmic Law.

“Hey sis,” Glory Girl tilted her head to one side, to look at the brown haired girl, “You okay?” The girl, who could be none other than Amy Dallon, Panacea when she was in costume, offered Glory Girl a beaming smile, “I am now.”

Major 'oh shit' moment. And yet, isn't Taylor about to hold Amy at knifepoint? :rofl:

even if Panacea had generally avoided the spotlight as of late. 

That would imply she ever didn't avoid the spotlight? That just doesn't sound like Amy. Even just going from Interlude 2?

Glory Girl stepped towards me, and I scrambled for Panacea.  She scrabbled for a grip at my costume, trying to grab at my glove, then at my mask,  but the moment I drew my knife, both she and Glory Girl went absolutely still.  I grabbed Panacea’s chin and maneuvered so I was standing behind her, my knife pressed to her throat.

There we go.

“Count yourself lucky, bug bitch, that your costume covers your entire body,” Panacea murmured to me, “Or I’d maybe give you a heart attack.  Or cancer.”

I mean, I've seen Amy get some critique for this, but Taylor did just terrorize a whole bank with Black Widow Spiders and is holding Amy at knife point.

I mean, I'd be too afraid to backtalk the villain holding me at knifepoint, but I think it's fair to do so, no?

“It is good, isn’t it?” then in a lower voice, she whispered to me, “What if I fucked up your taste buds, you little terrorist?  You threaten the lives of innocents, I can go that far.  I can do anything with your biology.  Make everything you eat taste like bile.  Or maybe I’ll just make you fat.  Morbidly, disgustingly fat.”

A little more deserving of 'wtf Amy', but like, again, the girl has a knife to her throat? Fatphobia is bad and all, but still.

There’s a pretty damn good chance my mom, dad, aunt, uncle and cousins will be showing up, too.  Brandish, Flashbang, Lady Photon, Manpower, Laserdream, Shielder… how are you going to manage, then?”

You have a high opinion of how much Carol cares about Amy and how easily Mark will be able to get himself out of bed than I do, Vicky.

“Ames, the guy I’m setting you up with is a sixteen year old millionaire."

...the fuck Vicky?

(Okay, I have no reason why this line sets my teeth on edge, but it does.)

“Hey, Tattletale,” I called out, my voice a touch strained, “Not that I’m not glad to see you, but could you avoid antagonizing Alexandria Junior?”

I'm not sure Tattletale is capable of not poking at and antagonizing people. Like, I don't mean that as an attack, I'm just guessing it's really fucking hard for her to not.

“Can she?  Sure.  Will she?  Definitely not.  She’s all bark, no bite.” “Try me,” Panacea taunted.  I reasserted my grip and reminded her of the knife against her throat. “I’d really prefer to avoid tempting fate,” I said, carefully.

Smart thinking Taylor *sideeyes Lisa*

“Come on,” Tattletale smiled, folding her arms, “Villain 101.  You don’t give info to the hero in a gloating monologue.”

I'm pretty sure that's Villain 201, actually. 101 is that you do need to monologue. You can't be a villain without a good monologue now and then. Union rules.

“Bullshit,” Glory Girl said, “The brainpower you’d need to interpret and decode someone’s unique neural patterns would need a head five times the usual size to contain it all.  True psychics can’t exist.”

Like, I get that Vicky has studied this, but POWERS ARE BULLSHIT

She seems way too confident about this

“Why is it so hard to believe?  Legend can shoot lasers from his hands, lasers that turn corners.  Clockblocker and Vista can mess with the fundamental forces of space and time.  Kaiser can create metal from thin air.  Conservation of mass, conservation of energy, basic laws of our universe get broken by capes all the time.  All of that is possible, but I can’t peek into your brain?”

I mean, this is a good point. like, skepticism about telepathy even in a normal sci-fi story is fair, but in Parahumans, everything is absolutely nuts, sooo...

  A continuous loop of the wrong information, like when thieves in the movies spliced a video camera feed to repeat the same segment over and over. 

Called it!

Not that that was that hard, but still.

“Which is why you call yourself Tattletale, I see,” Glory Girl was saying, “But you’re a retard.  We’re part of New Wave.  We have no secrets.  That’s the whole fucking point of our team.  Heroes with no secret identities, no secrets, full disclosure, total accountability.”

Vicky, I get the need for bluster here, but fucking everyone has secrets. You do too.

“For the record,” Tattletale said, her voice very smooth and calm, “I fucking hate it when people call me stupid.”

You do sometimes earn it. But then, here's vicky pushing Tattletale's buttons and then so, next chapter, Lisa is gonna push Amy's biggest buttons because she's pissy and well, fun. Fun stuff!

Loved the chapter.

[mythos321]

The Calling Curtain

Scarlets new hatching day was just around the corner, and to her it was the perfect victory lap after getting rid of the leader of those Phantom Thieves! Three Moons, she wondered herself if her mind knew any bounds to its intellect! Even her recent scarring felt secondary to her now!

Today however was a particularly special day, a new retelling of her favorite musical “Oh Thrilling Queen Scarlet! now featuring more Scarlet and more bloodshed!” She had handpicked the best actors theater had to offer, and of course the best The Skywing Treasury could buy!

Now all she needed to do now was watch the most thrilling and totally accurate of tellings of her life story, how thrilling! nothing was gonna ruin her night

***

“Alright, we have everything together right? so all we need is the calling card!” Sunny stated, picking at the food Clay laid out for everyone

“Indeedio short gal! now we just need to pick about how we’re gonna go about sending it!” Tsunami stated with determination and confidence “…any ideas?”

“Hmm, it would be pointless to just try and mail it to her, she would just ignore it.” Starflight commented

“And even if we handed it to others to try and get them to read it to her, it’s still a doubt of if they’d read it in time!”

“Yeah! your head could be on her mantle by the time they even read the first sentence!” Tsunami joked, but Glory simply shuddered at the very real and VERY likely possibility she ends up dead if things go wrong

“What should we do then? not even my visions are telling me!” Sunny asked, with her and some of the others looking towards Clay to see what he thought, when suddenly a slightly crazed sounding cackle was heard between them all, as they saw Fatespeaker develop a growing smirk

“I HAVE A VISION! WITH A PLAN SO GREAT IT IS BOUND TO SUCCEED!” Fatespeaker shouted with such determination and glee it was almost infectious, her tiny teardrop scales seeming to almost gleam with her excitement

“Tell us all about it!” Starflight said, sitting down from across her as Sunny did the same and sat expectantly next to her best friend

“ The musical “Oh Thrilling Queen Scarlet! now featuring more Scarlet and more bloodshed!” is being played today correct? And who else but Scarlet herself would make sure to be attentive throughout the ENTIRE musical! I even have the perfect idea for when we could intercede! right as the musical version of Joker is shot and murdered, we cut the lights and reveal ourselves!” as Fatespeaker explained more of her plan, Clay momentarily reminisced on his shooter, and after a moment somberly remembered how, as far as he can tell, she’s gone now…

“To hide our identities we’ll use those earrings we stole from that green guy Hai- I mean Pyrite beat up! if anything happens we have Deathbringer can of course distract the guards with smoke and mirrors and all other types he may have, until finally we conclude our comeback speech declaring Scarlets heart shall be next!” Fatespeaker finished her explanation, taking heavy breaths after finishing talking, and looked around towards her fellow thieves

“…It’s…PERFECT!” Sunny exclaimed, fully immersed with the plan

“Here I thought you’re just a loon!” Tsunami laughed, also on board with it as her scales momentarily lit up uncontrollably!

“I get that a lot!”

“Honestly, it’s stylish and brilliant!” Starflight exclaimed

“It’s amazing!” Pyrite shouted, as she finished her iced water

“I like the part where I distract the guards personally!” Deathbringer noted, looking smug as he thought of how cool he’d look

“It’s blazing Fatespeaker!” Clay finally spoke, as Pyrite and Turtle momentarily looked caught off guard

“Dawww! come on now, I can’t handle so much praise!” Fatespeaker blushed

“ALL RIGHT! It’s time to make these people come to their senses!” Tsunami shouted

“It’s showtime” Clay stated, as everyone readied up

***

It had been 5 hours since her musical started, and Scarlet couldn’t get enough of it! from her childhood to her doomed love to her complete rise to the power she holds today, it was all to thrilling to watch, Thrilling indeed, for what else could a celebration of The Most Perfect and Thrilling being be?

Now came one of her new and favorite parts! The Thrilling climax to the end of her most recent obstacle, as she leaned over her personal balcony to watch the reenactment The Phantom leader was about to be shot dead

BOOM

As the shot rang out, the lights went with it, with Scarlet feeling a moment of bewilderment as minor struggles were momentarily heard upon the stage, before it was lit anew, and suddenly, multiple new skywings appeared upon the stage

(dialogue is colored for your conveniences!)

“Good Evening, Sky Kingdom! what is UP everybody?!”

“We are the ones many of you know as The Phantom Thieves”

“And all of us, and I do mean ALL of us, are alive and kicking! But those shitty guys in power? They’ve been manipulating information to try and hide the truth!”

Skywing guards immediately attempted to head over, only for them to suddenly be caught in the sky by bolases, and for more unlucky ones, cerated disks, as someone in the shadows seemed to almost cackle with glee

“So before we appropriate our newest target, allow us to borrow your time!"

“The recent scandals of public figures, the accidents caused by psychotic breakdowns, and the mental shutdowns that have plagued the continent for now nearly 2 years. These weren’t caused by unknown reasons. One dragon is behind EVERY single instance, simply to satiate her own greed and desires!”

“That woman was afraid her crimes would be exposed, and so shifted the blame towards us! She even manipulated other kingdoms for that!”

“We only steal criminals hearts! but this asshole tried to dump what she did on us! Just goes to show she doesn’t care about those victims at all!”

The Head Guard was in a panic, believing if this went any longer it will be him who the queen targets next “ARE YOU ALL STUPID, JUST RUSH AND STOP THEM ALREADY!” Vermillion shouted, only to be hit by a large rock that quickly knocked him out

“Ahaha! This is to fun!” Deathbringer laughed from the shadows

“The identity of this coward is none other than The Woman of the Hour! The Queen of The Skywings! Scarlet!”

The Crowd all gasped at the sudden revelation, as Scarlet continued to stand from her balcony, now letting her thrill seeking get to the best of her, having Vermillion then tell the remaining guards to stand by as she waited to see what came next

“Everything that woman says is a lie! and to prove that…” All the dragons then gathered towards the center of the stage, with Deathbringer quickly putting on his own earring to join them “Do a headcount if needed! all of us are alive and kicking! I’m sure our investigators can tell you if it’s a lie or not! My friend right here has even had a vision that Scarlet herself shall confess all the crimes she’s committed! Please look forward to that!”

“We’re not gonna sit back and watch some napoleon complex having crook wreck the continent cause of her goddamn ego! ain’t that right, Mr Leader?” The crass Skywing then gestured toward the dragon in the middle, as he put a lookalike version of his mask on and removed his earring, revealing his real form, as Scarlets intrigued smile turned to a shocked frown as she saw the Mudwing reveal himself

“Yes, before that happens, we will take back this continent and free this kingdom!” The entire crowd went into uproar, as The Phantom Thieves all quickly flew off into the night in the ensuing craze, with a faint meow heard alongside them

All the while, Scarlet looked upon the arena, before turning back towards her palace, lightly touching the part of the mask that covered her scarred face, as it felt as though a new burning anger etched upon her

“Hmm…It appears I myself shall have to deal with these pests.” Scarlet almost missed that monster of hers, and had a feeling her recent disappearance may have coincided with these thieves as well, which made her all the more angered

“Very well then, I shall be the one to crush them under my talons!

How thrilling!”

[imsparky2002]

Barbie as Rapunzel: First Thoughts

The following is my thoughts while watching this for the first time.

Wow, already an upgrade in the shading and lighting judging by this intro alone.

And the CGI looks better too! Nice casual outfit Barbie’s got on.

I assume each special will start out with Barbie reassuring Kelly about something? Hope this doesn’t get stale soon.

Already this special feels like it has an upgraded sense of scale.

Ooh so instead of a tower, it’s a mansion protected by a magic barrier. That’s… actually pretty cool! A nice change from the original, even if the home seems pretty modern looking on the outside.

I find it humorous that the name of one of the coolest Spidermen ever is also the name of a cockney rabbit sidekick.

A sweet and colorful dragon portrayed by Cree Summer? I’m getting flashbacks to Sonic: SATAM.

Peneople looks like if a Dragon Tales character was in an early PS2 game and I like it. She’s so cute!

Remember how I joked about Disney copyright last time? Seems like Rapunzel did the idea of Gothel being an attractive witch first.

Ok this entrance of Gothel riding through the forest is way more metal than Tangled.

Interesting how this Rapunzel calls Gothel “m’lady” instead of “mother”.

Speaking of Disney, Gothel’s design reminds me a lot of Lady Tremaine.

The ferret sounds VERY fruity.

Man Hobie straight up wants Gothel to die. Pretty dark for a Barbie movie.

I find it funny that shenanigans with a tea set caused a secret entrance to be found.

Lol, I can relate to Penelope’s hatred of snakes.

The plot thickens as we see Rapunzel discovering a message from her real parents way earlier than in Tangled.

Heh, the ferret uses it’s tail as a sleeping mask for Gothel.

Once again, a new room discovered via accident.

Wow and she’s already out of the tower and discovered the kingdom. This thing’s going along fast!

Why is seeing the chef in his comically large hat standing in one spot with a goofy smile on his face causing me to mentally cackle like a loon?

Punzie, the cook wasn’t trying to poison you. It’s just a free sample.

I LOVE the “rabbit’s ear as a radio antenna” gag!

Wait, Penelope has a dad?

Looks like both Penelope and Rapunzel have parental issues.

I can relate to Penelope’s fear of heights. It’s ok, honey, we can curl up into a fetal position together.

Hobie: “Does he ever smile?” Penelope: “Not around me”. God my heart just broke into a million pieces at that line. Why does this hurt more than anything Gothel says to Rapunzel?

It’ll never not be odd to see all of these children with the same face.

The Prince looks just like the one from the Nutcracker. I wonder if that’s intentional?

Of course the kings are too stubborn to hash things out. As a result, you get death traps like that pit.

I love the way Otto pronounces “vill-oge”. Hilarious.

Nice showing of both Rapunzel reporting her day to her friends and Otto ratting her out to Gothel at the same time.

Damn, Gothel using her magic to destroy Rapunzel’s paintings of Penelope is cold! Honestly this Gothel seems a lot more menacing and realistic than the Disney version.

I like how this Rapunzel is not only selfless but also has a backbone.

Trippy visuals with Gothel making the house literally grow.

As Hugo was assigned by Gothel to guard the castle, all he could think was “fuck my life”.

Hang on, the little blond boy’s name is Tommy? Wasn’t that the name of the younger brother in Nutcracker?

This boy’s got the “Phantom Menace Anakin” haircut and the personality. Brings back memories of the Prequels. Poor Jake Lloyd…

I like the fact that Stefan and Tommy have the same relationship going on that Barbie and Kelly do IRL

How on earth did the prince find the tower? Isn’t it in the middle of nowhere?

Apparently he “searched everywhere”, but it would probably take ages to go around the entire kingdom. I feel like it’d have been better if maybe one of Rapunzel’s animal friends had been followed by him.

Oh, wait. It was a dream! Ok, that makes more sense. Once again, I should have not underestimated the intelligence of the writers.

Headcanon: (Unless Penelope's mom shows up) Hugo's ex-wife is the dragon from Shrek and they share custody of Penelope. Hugo really hates donkeys now.

Holy crap, this is a beautiful melody Penelope is singing.

The knights remind me of Bert and Ernie. I’ve always loved that dynamic.

The mental paintbrush is a really cool idea. More properties should use it.

Rapunzel straight up saying she’d rather be dead than be a prisoner. Respect.

See, now is Stefan tired and exhausted from actually looking everywhere.

Maybe Rapunzel doesn’t want to know Stefan’s name in case it’s a dream or so that she won’t hurt as much if she loses him.

Once again, we have a prince not telling Barbie’s character he’s royalty.

It saddens me to know that the silversmith is unable to visit or speak to his brother due to the ban on Wilhelm’s kingdom. It’s a realistic worry.

Now we’re getting elements of Cinderella with the masked ball. Once again, connections since Gothel reminds me of Tremaine.

Hobie, I don’t think that Gothel is going to care if you’re in pain. Woman’s a total sadist.

Did Otto just orgasm?

The paintbrush really is OP. It can make clothes!

The mystical music is funny because right now, they’re doing the “girl tries on new clothes” montage.

Eh the final dress is ok, but I actually think the first “simple” one looked the best.

Funny how in Tangled, Rapunzel's hair gets cut by Eugene to stop Gothel. Here, Rapunzel's hair gets cut by Gothel instead.

Gothel, maybe don’t piss off the big strong dragon who has been willingly helping you?

Now we’re finally seeing King Wilhelm. I wish we got some more of him earlier.

Ok, Gothel has to have some sort of spell activated because how the hell did Stefan not think “why does your face look so different?”.

Love to see Penelope call her dad out on his bullshit, and get through to his softer side.

Nice to see her get some love from her dad after all this time.

WOO! Tommy used his bow and arrow to save his big bro! Kid’s got guts.

And now the little children pelt her with fruit!

Really impressive sword choreography for a Barbie movie.

So Gothel just stole Rapunzel from Wilhelm because she hated being in the friend-zone. Ridiculously petty.

And Rapunzel STILL offers forgiveness to Gothel! She truly is an angel.

Honestly, the fact that this Gothel is trapped inside the tower due to her own spell for all eternity is WAY more of a scary way to go then falling out of the tower like Disney’s Gothel did.

What a wonderful ending! Seeing everyone reunited and hearing that wonderful credits score gave me such a smile.

Hopefully a full review will come out sometime this month. I've got other creative AUs to help with. Let me know your thoughts in the comments and reblogs. @msweebyness @artzychic27 @nerd-chocolate

[loquaciousquark]

Got spoiled twice in casual browsing this afternoon, so decided to go ahead and play through the epilogue on my original Tavish save set so I'd at least get the comfort of seeing the big stuff for the first time on my own. (Thanks to @eponymous-rose for keeping me company despite spoilers!)

I am honestly SO HAPPY with 99% of the epilogue! Everything with Wyll, Karlach, Jaheira, Halsin....if I keep going I'm just going to name all the characters but ESPECIALLY WYLL AND KARLACH. Oh my gosh, the hints towards finding a forge in the Hells! Wyll's eye! His armor looks so unbelievably dumb but I guess when you're living hand to mouth in Avernus you make what you can get. I bet it's not as good as that Helldusk armor I had him in, but oh well.

Tara was there! We got to talk to Tara! And tell everyone Astarion & Tavish were dating! And so many people wanted to talk about what we were doing and what we were up to--ahh, I loved it. I will say I cackled like a loon at the idea of Tav giving a lecture at Blackstar Academy or whatever it is and Astarion sitting at Gale's desk kicking up his feet and knocking over all his desk decorations.

Scratch got new animations! Throwing the astral prism as a fetch object was absolutely inspired, and the little animation set where he just sits down and gnaws on it and throw it around--so unbelievably cute. And he sleeps! He sleeps on its side and it's so STINKIN cute! And the owlbear going to live with Shadowheart--I'm cryyyyying, I'm so happy for her and her cottage and her hoard of animals and her million flowers I'm sure are there.

And even the little QoL things like having a chest full of clothes and dye! So thoughtful and nice! I would have killed that halfling for a potion of animal speaking, though - I'll drink one before the Netherbrain next time to make sure it carries over.

The only teensy weensy tiny itty bitty complaint I have is that I wanted to be able to kiss Astarion at this party. Just once! And I wanted him to go out and be merry with everybody! I'll accept that he's feeling skulky and be satisfied immensely with my hugs, but Tavish on the new run hasn't gotten to Moonrise yet, so I'm starving for a lack of kisses here, augh.

I loved every word Withers said. I loved every second/third/fourth round of dialogue for all the companions. Jergal is such a dang bro and he seemed so enthusiastic to get to hang with the fam. Bless!

I do wonder if it's possible to try to kill people at this party - there were certainly enough death-causing implements and scrolls floating around!

And then the END CREDITS?????????????? Raphael ranting about THE CROWN OF KARSUS?????????????? This does explain why Gale made a point of saying it had gone back to Mystra when we most deffo left that sucker in the river, but HELLS-RELATED DLC???? I THOUGHT KARLACH AND WYLL WERE JUST LEAVING THEIR FATES OPEN-ENDED AND THEN ACTUALLY JK WE MIGHT BE GOING THERE??????????????????

Surely this is a promise of upcoming DLC, surely. I have no idea if they intend this to be paid or free (honestly I think it should be paid) but either way I'll throw every dollar I have at them if and when it comes out. How is Raphael alive. How is Mystra going to keep the crown from him. How are we going to get the gang back together. What does Zariel's area look like!! Will we get to go past level 12!! How is Raphael ALIVE!!

I honestly just had the biggest grin on my face the entire time. Every conversation, every hug, every gesture. What a complete delight, and I can't believe we get it for free.

(Sidenote: I was also beyond overjoyed that this patch also fixed the Astarion epilogue, the broken scars cutscene, and apparently the kisses. Again, Tavish hasn't gotten to at-will kisses yet, and I'm DYING.)

(Sidesidenote: I couldn't get any of my first game saves to load after a certain point [turned out to be due to an old mod I'd uninstalled] and troubleshooting that to get the saves to work again was honestly really fun, ahh.)

[archoniluthradanar]

Riding the Scream Machine with the Volturi masters

In response to a request by @earthlybeam

Every Spring, a traveling carnival would put up camp in the city. People from around the area would go there to eat, play games, and attempt the rides. You are excited to find out there is such a thing here in Volterra. You ask the masters to take you there to experience what the fun side of humanity can be like. Caius scoffs as he thinks its a ridiculous idea, but you challenge him.

"There might be rides there that test one's endurance. Are you afraid?" you ask, peering at him with a slight smirk on your face.

He scowls at you. "You should know better than that, little human. A challenge to me is an easy way to get hurt."

You smile and play with his collar. "You wouldn't hurt me, Caius. You would do anything to protect me." You run your fingertips over his cheek. He grabs your hand and holds it up to his face, biting your thumb gently. "Yes, I would," he says with darkened eyes.

"Then ride the coaster with me?" you ask, giving the blonde vampire a puppy-eyes look.

Aro overhears you both. "What about us, cara? Marcus and I would like to try this coaster you speak of. Do you doubt we could protect you?"

You think a moment and say, "All right, we'll ride the coaster 3 times, one time for each you to ride with me. Agreed?" You wonder if you've gotten yourself in too deep. Three times on the coaster. No food for me, you think.

When you reach the park, you wander the area with the three masters clustered around you. Then you see it. The coaster stands before you, tall and majestic...and scary when you hear riders screaming their lungs out.

Sensing your emotions, Caius places his hands on your shoulders. "Who's scared now?" he teases you.

"All right, Caius and I will go first. You two wait here," you tell Aro and Marcus. You give them both a kiss on the cheek. "Just in case."

You purchase six tickets altogether at the ticket kiosk and grab Caius' hand, heading for the back of the short line.

The train of cars begin the uphill climb on the creaking railing. Too bad this wasn't a more modern ride, with metal railings and seat guards that held the body in. You only had Caius to hang on to.

As the car rides slowly up the incline, Caius huffs. "This is boring. Why did you tell me it would be fear-inducing?"

"Wait until we reach the top. Do you know what's on the other side?" you ask, one brow raised.

"No, what is it?"

Before you have the chance to tell him, the cars reach the apex, there they remain for a few seconds, then fall downward at a great speed, taking your breathe away. You grab Caius' shirt, screaming into his chest. At first, the vampire is surprised by the momentum of the cars, but a smile breaks out on his face. He looks down at you, eyes closed, and cowering into his cold hard body.

"This is wonderful," he cries out over the noise. He puts an arm around you, and with his other hand, tips your chin up. "Watch, you coward!" He laughs the entire ride, until you finally open your eyes and look over at him. Seeing his joy at such a simple human experience makes you laugh too. For the rest of the ride, you cling to Caius while he holds you close.

When the ride ends, Aro pushes in front of Marcus to climb into the seat Caius has just vacated. "My turn," he says in sing-song voice.

Once the car starts the uphill climb, you hug Aro, hoping he understands your fear. With his gift, he should. Once the cars reach the top, you wait for what comes next, and scream all the way down. You hear Aro cackle like a loon, obviously enjoying the ride. While he holds your hand, he finally sees your fear, and understands. His arm moves around you and holds onto you tightly. But while the cars careen around the twists and turns, he lets you go and raises his arms up as he sees others around you do, still cackling. 

You still hold onto his body beneath his raised arms, upset he would let you go. Finally the ride is over. You are about to leave the car before Aro, letting him know you're not happy with him.

You take Marcus' hand in yours and enter another car, sitting next to the tall master. "Aro let me go, Marcus. I was so scared."

He smiles reassuringly and wraps an arm around you. "I will not let you go, little one. But it did seem Aro was having fun. Wasn't that the reason for bringing us here?" 

You feel badly since you know Marcus is right. You'll apologise to Aro later. For now, the cars are moving up the incline again. You're just glad there are no more masters to ride with. 

Once the car reaches the top, you look over at Marcus, whose grim expression makes you wonder if he is going to like this. The cars head downward, you unable to keep from screaming. You feel Marcus' arm tighten around you while the car you're in jerks against the turns. You peek up at Marcus, who is still not smiling.  You just hope he isn't angry at forcing him to join you, then you bury your face in his jacket. 

The ride is finally over, and you hop out, a little dizzy by now. Marcus climbs out and grabs you when he sees you swaying.

Marcus' face breaks out in a broad smile, and he lifts you up in his strong arms, bringing you flush to his body. He kisses you and swings you around before setting you down. He quietly thanks you for the ride and takes your hand, joining his two brothers as you all leave the park.

[narrators-journal]

hii, can I request dazai reacting to kunikida who's engaged with y/n, a detective in ADA?? pretty pleasee 😄😄

I'm a little low energy on this one, so I hope this is amusing lol. Either way, I hope you enjoy!

            "What the fuck do you mean you and kunikida are engaged?" Dazai asked over lunch one day after he finally noticed the engagement ring you'd been wearing for a week now.             "What's confusing you? It's pretty straight forward." You snorted, casually eating your food while your coworker looked at you as if your head had just rolled off your shoulders.             "Uh? How about you and him even dating in the first place? Like, what about Mr. rules and schedules is attractive to you?"             "The maturity, for one."             "Maturity?!" Dazai about spat, cackling like a loon at that, which made you roll your eyes. "He's a stick in the mud with no flexibility! How is that maturity? It seems more like a lack of any form of humor in my eyes."             "Well, I guess we simply have different definitions of maturity. Either way though, I like that about him." Dazai gave you a disbelieving, maybe annoyed look, scratching under his wrists bandages before he finally asked,           "So, are you aware of his expectations of his future wife? Is he holding you to all of that?" You simply shrugged at that,           "We've talked about that and come to some compromises. He's not nearly as inflexible as you think, Dazai. You're just a menace, so he has to be a diciplinarian." You told the brunette, who put his hand to his heart as you'd shot him with that point. However, you ignored his dramatics and just ate your lunch after that. And in the end, despite his teasing and dramatics about it, you could see that Dazai was happy for the two of you. It flickered in his eyes like a candle of relief. As if he were some parent fretting over his child's future after their death.

[arcielee]

Let's spread some positivity! Tag some of your fellow content creators here and let them know why they are absolutely amazing!❤️

Okay, so I am relieved because I got two of these anons 💜 This will be some of my HotD favorites and forgive me if anyone slipped my mind. I just love reading the talent that floods my dashboard... and I let this sit in my drafts for fucking weeks because I hated the idea of forgetting someone.

So, just consider this just a few of my favorites, part 1. 😅

Anyway, Read More to save dashboard space!

@sylasthegrim I was obsessed with your work on ao3 and you were so gracious with every inane comment I left on your every chapter, every story posted. Love is a Downfall was one of my first HotD fanfics I read and I was a woman obsessed. Thank you for being so wonderful. 💜

@hamatoanne You are one of my og Tumblr kindred spirits and I have loved every story you have shared with us. Your writing is brilliant and gets better with every new piece you share. You have this brazen fearlessness with your words that I adore, and you are one of the sweetest people I know on this hellsite. 💜

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@myfandomprompts Your humor has me cackling like a loon. I love your stories, your gifs, your random posts that have me a grinning fool. I love getting glimpses for whatever will come next, just blessing my eyeballs with your brilliance. 💜

@theoneeyedprince I love your prose and your pacing to create a narrative that allows me to just disappear from the real world. Your Aemond is just perfection and you are a gem. 💜

@inthedayswhenlandswerefew Maggie's Suffering Sundays are one of my favorite things. Your story telling has made me into a lifelong fan and I will literally read anything that you create. (Case and point, me in my Ben Hardy era.) 💜

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[willtheweaver]

Last line tag

Saw an open tag from @blind-the-winds Ready to give this a go, and to (possibly) fall flat on my face.

Excerpt from A Feather in the Forest ,in which our protagonist nearly outs themselves by accident.

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On the air came the faint and distant chatter of birds outside the wall. Quill and Leif froze, their ears twitched and the fur on the back of their necks stood on end.

“They’re speaking in their own tongue.” Leif observed. “They only do that when they don’t want us listening in.”

“I don’t like that one bit.” Quill frowned. “They may be spies.”

“I don’t think so, too many voices. They are not tied to any roost.” Fen said to reassure them. “Most likely a migratory flock traveling south.”

“How can you tell?” Quill asked. “To me it’s all just noise.”

Fen realized that he had spoken too much. The shrieks of a jay, the cackle of a goose, the haunting cries of a loon; all were incomprehensible to fox ears. But being a crow meant that Fen could not only identify individual voices, he could also understand what they were saying. Letting that slip could be a costly mistake, so Fen had to come up with a rational explanation for why he would know that.

“They can’t have crossed over. Everywhere between here and the stones is fox territory. No one would want to incur the wrath of the villages. Even nomads and itinerants would know that.”

“You’re probably right.” Leif said. “But still, it does not give me comfort. They visit the eyries every now and then, crossing over the lake to avoid our patrols . And every time they visit, they are bound to bring rumors and recount all that they have seen.”

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Tagging @indecentpause @winterandwords @athenswrites , plus open tag for anyone who needs a little inspiration.

[charkyzombicorn]

Written for @botankirishima's immortal au!

Luffy was cackling like a loon, one hand on his straw hat keeping it from flying off and the other holding a dagger he had left on one island too long and it was put in a museum. Some people in pompous clothes were in the distance, yelling and chasing after him, but Luffy only laughed and kept his pace decently ahead of them.

When he saw his loyal sloop he broke into a full sprint, jumping to the ship, and had his anchor pulled up and boat kicked off just as the people began crowding the dock, all sweaty and yelling at him.

"It was mine first!" Luffy yelled, still laughing at the humans.

A few of them looked completely puzzled, while others had clearly ignored what he said. It didn't matter much to Luffy. Now he had his dagger back, he could prove to his older brother he was not, in fact, irresponsible. It's not his fault humans always ignored that his dagger had his name carved into the handle.

He let the wind drive him and the ocean carry him and sailed directionless, sure he'd find his brother again eventually. He always did.

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It took six years, but he did find his brother again. Skulking around his half of the grand line like he tended to do more and more once he realized how boring the four blues can be. Luffy saw the ship that thoroughly dwarfed his sloop, and he drew his arm back before shooting it forward the hundred meters of distance. He pulled himself onto the large ship with a rubbery snap and broke his fall with someone else.

He looked up and saw an older version of a human he always liked. "Eddie!" He chirped, and the man went from blinking dumbly to smiling.

He grabbed Luffy by the back of the vest, pulling them both up to stand. "You're back! Cap'n was sure you'd be another decade."

"Well, he should know I'm not to be estimated." Luffy shot back.

"That he should." Eddie said with a chuckle, before his smile fell a little. "Listen - Captain's been acting a fool lately. Maybe stay on the ship a little while? Some family might help him get his head on straight."

Luffy's smile didn't falter. "Sounds like fun - I've seen you guys in the news lately, I better be allowed in on the action while I'm here." He teased, stretching his arm so he could still ruffle Eddie's hair like he did when he was a teenager. Eddie smiled and Luffy gave a mock-salute before marching to where he knew his brother was.

He kicked the door open and his brother was already facing him with a matching smile. "Luffy!"

Luffy was already running at him. "Xebec!" He jumped and his brother caught him in a hug.

"You found the dagger?" Xebec asked, nearly dropping Luffy from the hug. Luffy pulled the dagger from the hilt at his back and showed it off with a proud smile.

Xebec snatched it from him, studying it with wide eyes. He ran his finger along the side. "Now there's a sight…" He muttered.

Luffy only shrugged. "I've seen better."

"Not in this age, little brother." He said, still studying the intricacies of the blade, some warn smooth with time, but not dull. "You're sure it's real?"

"Course', Nika gave it to me." Luffy said simply.

Xebec laughed. "Oh, really?" He said with another smile taking over his face. In one swift move he grabbed Luffy's wrist and cut a neat slash in Luffy's arm, before letting go.

"Hey!" Luffy shot, pulling his arm away. "What was that for?!"

Xebec stared at Luffy with his wide smile for another second before he started laughing again. "Take it as a compliment, brother! You're built to withstand pain more than I, I just wanted to check if it was real." He said simply, glancing at the blood dripping sluggishly from Luffy's arm.

Luffy frowned. "I said it was! You know I've never been a liar."

"No no, not a liar, a fool maybe but not a liar."

"Oi."

Xebec burst out laughing again. Luffy started laughing with him.

Maybe it would be good to stay a while

[roosterbox]

Fic Rec Friday 12/22/23

Title: The Holiday Lights Battle

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandom: X-Men: First Class (2011) - Fandom

Relationships: Erik Lehnsherr/Charles Xavier, Emma Frost/Sebastian Shaw

Characters: Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Sebastian Shaw, Emma Frost, Raven Darkholme

Additional Tags: Christmas, Holidays, Fluff, Schmoop, Crack

Summary: Some people take their Christmas lights a little too seriously. Erik is one of those people.

So is his new neighbour, Sebastian Shaw.

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And now, for a good old-fashioned Christmas fic. One I’ve loved for… twelve years now, my goodness.

This fic is hilarious. That’s as simply as I can put it, lol. It’s pure crack, but it’s crack done well. Just on the right side of ridiculous yet still realistic, in the sense that there could conceivably be two guys in real life like Erik and Sebastian who are obsessively competitive over holiday lights. Speaking of which, the characters are so great in this. Recognizable as themselves, but with a comedic bent that doesn’t render them too OOC. The use of dialogue from the movie doesn’t hurt either. (“Sex was never an-“ lmao Erik why the fuck you lyin’?)

The stakes in this story almost couldn’t be lower, and that’s a good thing! It means that, while there’s little sprinkles of drama and angst, it all still serves the comedy. So you can have a scene where Charles cries over Erik being an asshole to Emma, and it’s still hilarious. Also, the COOKIES. Those Cell-Division-but-Actually-Snowmen cookies have haunted my memories for over a decade. Haunted as in as soon as I think of the phrase “munching on mitosis,” I cackle like a loon. And of course, everything works out in the end. As it should.

Please enjoy this little gem of a fic, and have a safe and happy Holiday this year, from my family to yours!

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Next Week: How about another Christmas fic? This one isn’t as funny though. Heartwarming? Oh most definitely! Features include our favorite foul-mouthed Romanian and his beautiful autistic boyfriend, though they aren’t together at the start. They certainly are by the end. That’s right, it’s gonna be a very Spacedogs Christmas next week!

Until we meet again ❤️

[msweebyness]

MirrorVerse Special- Halloween Town Trolls (Happy 30th Anniversary Nightmare Before Christmas!)

Hellllo, my fine, fright-loving folks! Exciting news! This year marks the 30th anniversary of one of the greatest holiday films ever, so Sparky and I decided to celebrate by doing a special involving our characters from the Disney AU's who come from said film! Keep an eye out for two more surprises from me (one largely from Artzy, lol.) Enjoy! @artzychic27 @imsparky2002

(Set During Senior Year)

(Holding a portal open, BluRore gazes sternly at the two Halloween Town natives standing in front of her, both bearing maniacal grins.)

BluRore: Now remember, you two. Don’t cause too much trouble. Heavens know these people have enough to deal with already, with him being about…

(Eri places a bony hand over her heart)

Eri Skellington: Not to fear, dear fairy! We have but one target in this endeavor. He alone will suffer the dregs of our mischief!

SalAnthony: Translation: We’re only gonna punk the Boogie, we won’t bother anyone else.

BluRore: (Nods with a sigh) Good. Now, with that out of the way…(smiles wickedly) Give that jackass hell!

(The two nod with devious smiles of their own, before stepping through the portal)

*SCENE CUT: Ivan Oogie’s Lair*

(The villainous Ivan Oogie cackles menacingly as he watches his bugs and critters wreak havoc in Halloween Town, ruining the preparations the townsfolk had worked so hard on.)

Ivan Oogie: (Laughs with pure malice) Lookit ‘em, runnin’ around like chickens with no heads! What a bunch’a suckers!

(Suddenly, he hears an odd tapping noise from outside his lair.)

Ivan Oogie: (Eyes narrow) What the…

(He steps outside to investigate…only to be whacked in the schnoz by a severed blue hand.)

Ivan Oogie: What in the Sam Hill?! Who-

(He’s cut off when the hand rounds back and slaps him across the face, before scuttling into the shadows around his lair. Two voices laugh from somewhere unseen.)

Ivan Oogie: A’RIGHT, WHO’S THA WISEASS, HUH?! SHOW YOURSELVES, ‘FORE I LOSE MY PATIENCE! WHO’S THERE?!

Eri Skellington: (From the darkness, in a voice with an exaggerated southern accent) It’s yer mama, Boogie Boy! Hauntin’ you for killin’ me, which ya did because yer a bitchass motherfucker!

SalAnthony: (Snickers, also hidden in the shadows) A little pissbaby, who’s scared of widdle bunny wabbits!

Ivan Oogie: (Trembling with fury) GET OUT ‘ERE AN’ FACE ME, YA ROTTEN LIL FREAKS! I’M THA KING’A THIS TOWN!

(The two just laugh at him again, angering him even further as he tries to see through the thick shadows.)

SalAnthony: Yo, jackass!

(Eri’s parasol whacks Ivan over the head, momentarily stunning him, but she disappears back into the darkness before he can spot her. This enrages him, of course.)

Ivan Oogie: I'M GONNA RIP YA TO BITS! DON'T Y'ALL KNOW NOT TO GAMBLE YER LIVES ON MESSIN WITH THE BOOGEYMAN?!

(SalAnthony’s hand slaps him upside the head.)

SalAnthony: Ooooh, we made him angy, Eri! I'm sooo scared! (Snickers)

Eri Skellington: Now, now, my dear doll, I believe it’s time we made our entrance, don’t you agree?

(The two suddenly appear behind Ivan Oogie, giving earsplitting shrieks as they make their most terrifying faces. He jumps, and it takes every ounce of willpower the young boogey has not to scream in terror.)

Ivan Oogie: So ya f-finally get the guts ta sh-show yer faces! Th-that the b-best ya got?

(The two give each other sly grins)

Eri Skellington: Of course not! A little friend of ours wants to say hello as well. (She pulls out a fluffy grey rabbit with green eyes.)

(The boogeyman lets out a high squeal.)

SalAnthony: He's Jesse's stress bunny. His name is Antonio. Isn’t he just the cutest thing in the world, Oogie? (Cackles)

Ivan Oogie: (Falls back on the ground and scrambles away) GET THAT BEADY-EYED LIL BUGGER AWAY FROM ME!

Eri Skellington: (Cackles with glee) What's this? What's this? He's screaming like a loon! He's pissed, what bliss! And he'll start crying soon!

SalAnthony: Damn, will he ever, hold it together? No, I think not, never to become. This fool is simply too much fun!

Ivan Oogie: (Scowls) Just wait till my Pun’Kin finds out ‘bout this! Y'all’re gonna be sorry when we slice ya up and eat ya for dinner!

SalAnthony: (Scoffs) Sorry, boyo, but your calamari cocktease doesn't scare us, and neither do you!

(Ivan is about to shout at him not to speak that way about his scallop, but Eri cuts him off.)

Eri Skellington: Well, it’s at least something of a comfort that you at least won’t kill your Tonsil Hockey partner to boost your fragile ego! (Examines her nails)

(Ivan Oogie splutters, only for SalAnthony to set the stage for the next blow)

SalAnthony: Well, Bones, he’s also got a soft spot for his baby sistew, doesn’t he? (Smirks devilishly)

Eri Skellington: (Giggles) That’s true! So much so that he’s a regular honored guest at her tea parties! (She pulls out her phone, where she had somehow procured an image of him sitting at Sasha’s small tea table with her, wearing a glittery princess tiara and a pink feather boa)

Ivan Oogie: (Eyes shoot open wide as he stammers, his face a mask of shock and mortification) WH-WHERE DID YA GET THAT?!

Eri Skellington: I have my ways, it’s neither here nor there! (Giggles) But rest assured, no one but me and dear Anthony have see-(Makes a show of ‘accidentally’ tapping something on the screen) (Gasps, covering her mouth with her hand) Oh, dear me! It seems I just sent it to the entire student body of the DuPont Reform Academy. Dreadfully sorry! (She and Anthony cackle)

(Ivan Oogie screams in rage)

Ivan Oogie: YOU BONE-BRAINED BITCH!

(He grabs her by the throat…only for his scream to change to one of pain when she effortlessly bent his wrist the wrong way, her expression calm as she drew her parasol out)

Eri Skellington: (Icy Tone) Did no one ever teach you not to touch a lady without permission, imbecile?

SalAnthony: Never mind him, love. The gist of it is that if he’s hot for them, or they came from the same womb he did, they’re safe. Otherwise, he’s a pathetic little sociopath who gives a bad name to real boogies!

Ivan Oogie: (Puffs out his chest) The rest’a my kind ain’t nothin' but cowards who waste their time bein' goody-goody losers! I'm better than all of 'em combined!

Eri Skellington: (Rolls her eyes) Oh, yes, you're SUCH a macho man! Constantly needing to pick fights with that buffoon friend of yours to prove yourself superior.

SalAnthony: (Scoffs) The only thing he has over that moron is that he doesn't beat women.

(Ivan Oogie snarls)

Eri Skellington: (Giggles mockingly) I would almost argue intelligence too, but it's too small of a margin to really be sure.

Ivan Oogie: (Crosses his arms) Y’know, it ain't very HERO-like of y'all to come here jus’ to rough me up an’ call me names.

SalAnthony: (Rolls his eyes and groans) Why do you villains always say that? We are allowed to be petty, you know. Especially to cannibalistic homicidal edgelords.

Eri Skellington: Too true. Pity that your massive egos and minuscule brains can't handle even the most valid criticisms.

Ivan Oogie: W-Well…Y-You…Y’ALL SUCK!

SalAnthony: Oooh, nice one. Come on, Eri, let's go back to a Halloween Town that ISN’T plagued by a burlap sack-looking hick with a ‘Macho Man’ complex!

Eri Skellington: Indeed. I tire of this fool. And you know how much they panic when I disappear close to Halloween time. (Rolls her eyes fondly)

SalAnthony: Mayor's gonna have another conniption, isn't he?

(The two laugh before disappearing through the portal back to their own universe)

Ivan Oogie: Yeah, that's right! Run away! (He begins attempting to console himself) They were too scared to keep pullin' shit. Runnin' away like a couple’a pussies. I'm the best, and ev’rbody knows it.

(He feels a tap on his shoulder)

???: Hey, Dickface!

(He turns with a scowl to see who insulted him…only to drop to his knees with a squeak of pain as he’s kneed right in the groin, by none other than the daughter of his Canon Disney counterpart!)

Darcy Boogie: (Flips Ivan Oogie off, before turning to face us, the audience) Bet ya’ll weren’t expecting that. JJ!

(Her boyfriend gracefully kicks Ivan Oogie right in the head, knocking him out cold, before turning in the direction of the fourth wall.)

JJ Skellington: (Gives a dramatic bow, tipping his signature fedora) Happy anniversary, everyone!

AND SCENE!

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