#and yeah more happens after that but shhhhh spoilers

[thecodeveronica]

My unrealistic wish for RE9 (feat. spoilers for other games in the series, fair warning):

...as always, warning that this is ridiculously long. That's just the norm for me, sorrrrrrrry ;_____;

Ideally, this would be back to a third-person, over-the-shoulder kind of game. my true wish would be fixed camera tank controls again lmao, but I'm one of the only people I could live with this being first-person again just for ONE last game to finish a "trilogy" of sorts, but 3rd person would be VERY MUCH preferred. I like to see my hot characters when I play as them, thank you very much

They pick up on the thread from RE8 with the B.O.W. soldiers sent by the BSAA, meaning this would probably be a Chris protagonist game. Which is fine with me, since I like Chris a lot and I think the games generally feel like they're in "sets" of three, so Chris being important in 7-9 feels right.

Basically, I'd want one big BSAA wrap-up game, before kinda... rebooting the series for the big #10. But I'll get to that later.

Jill would return too in some capacity, as she deserves. I know multiple campaigns are divisive in this series after RE6, so maybe just have parts where you are forced to shift between Chris and Jill. Not in a co-op kind of way, but kind of like when you play as Steve in CV or Ashley in 4, just on a much larger scale, you feel me?

Barry would be fairly old at this point, so maybe he could be on comms or something. Show up in a big damn heroes kind of moment at some point, or have his magnum be usable so it's like he's there. But he is with BSAA, so I'd like him there! And then it's also a (mostly) S.T.A.R.S. reunion, which would be pretty cool as a double reunion of sorts.

Sheva would FINALLY come back in a game. Like, holy shit, bring her back after all these years, good lord. Yeah, I get she's with the African branch of BSAA, but we had North American branch Chris in Africa with her in RE5 and NA branch Jill with European branch Parker in Rev1, so does it really matter? Not sure what kind of role she'd have, but I'd like her to be fairly prominent, and I'd like to see her and Jill interact more.

I think Parker and Josh would be super cool to see again too, but this is already bloated character-wise (and I'm not done yet teehee, you'll never guess why /s), and unfortunately I'm not sure that either was super popular, even if I like both of them. Give 'em at least mentions in a file or something for sure. what if Keith and Quint showed up. man, people would be PISSED if they came back but not other characters lmfao, though I actually don't mind them

Anyway, let's just do BSAA civil war. Who knows. The B.O.W. soldiers ends up being a breaking point. The BSAA characters everyone is familiar with are fighting against whoever authorized that decision, bioweapon shenanigans ensue, some kind of bigger villain shows up and ends up as the final boss.

And along the way - BEAR WITH ME, I KNOW I'M OUT OF MY MIND WHEN IT COMES TO HIM, SHHHHH - Piers comes back because of course he would in a game about the BSAA and B.O.W.s, RIGHT? RIGHT????? He just... floated to the surface after RE6 or something, dumber things have happened in this series. He survived because that C-virus strain was an advanced one or some shit, I don't really care how lol. They could be like "somehow, Piers returned" like Palpatine and I'd just be happy one of my two RE husbands carlos is the other for the record was back, no questions asked.

So then maybe he's not fully in his right mind and still kinda mutated-looking with his arm and eye and you have to fight him at some point. It'd be pretty exciting since you could get some good Chris angst from this (and he'd be even MORE pissed about the BSAA doing this stuff), and Jill could want to help Chris try to bring Piers back to his senses, just like Chris did for her when she was under Wesker's control in 5. It's like poetry, I know :)

Then by the end, you get some super cool team-up where everyone there (Chris, Jill, Sheva, Piers, maaaaybe Barry too at the end) does some sick posing and Death Island-type stuff, and the final boss happens. And... I don't know, I only have broad strokes dreams here lol. That's why I have issues with getting my fanfic ideas out, after all.

Now, I know some people would be like "doesn't this whole Piers thing cheapen the ending of RE6?" To which I say, "no." Because that game is over 10 years old, it's not like this turnaround happened immediately. Hell, I STILL to this day get teary-eyed at the end of Sonic Adventure 2 with Shadow "dying" despite him being in 20+ years of Sonic content since then, and LITERALLY RETURNING IN THE VERY NEXT MAIN GAME after SA2. If something is effective emotionally, it just is, regardless of what happens after, IMO.

But it's not like it matters, because it won't happen :( And instead we'll probably get some kind of BSAA drama, but not like this. And even worse, we might get another new protag, which frankly I do not want. I like new characters (most of my faves in this series are one-off characters lol), but Ethan does not instill confidence in me right now.

Back to an earlier point, though... I want this to be a big "yay, all the BSAA characters are here" thing because I need Piers so bad to wrap up that whole thread, then just pseudo-reboot the series. I still think making the games follow real life years was a dumb, shortsighted decision that really traps the plot and characters writing-wise, so I'd just start over after this. Do yet another RE1 remake, then move on from there in a new continuity. One that is NOT beholden to how much time passes IRL. And take the knowledge of what people liked and what people didn't to make new stories with the same cast (with some changes). Like, they know now that Luis was very popular after the remake. Do more with him. Do more with Carlos. With Ashley. With Piers. Introduce them in different ways. Stuff like that.

BUUUUUT again I know none of this will happen. I really do wonder where they intend to go with the series with the age issue with characters, though. This could've all been avoided (for a while, anyway) if they'd just used RE6 as a stepping stone for passing the torch to some of the younger characters (Piers > Chris, Helena > Leon, Sherry and Jake would kinda be their own thing and also I still can't believe they introduce WESKER'S SON only to do nothing with him after that like wtf, Sheva > Jill?). Too late now, though.

Also, if you read all this (god help you) and are thinking "you really want to do a 'finale" game without Leon in it?" My answer is yeah lol, I don't really care because it'd just reboot anyway in my dream world version of things, so you'd all be seeing Leon again anyway at some point. Plus, he has little to do with the BSAA, so yeaaaaaaah. It pains me not to include Claire too, but them's the breaks.

[bugintheruins]

!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ty for th ask love 😌🙏🙏

bear in mind none of the details are concrete all of this has just been mush in my head for idk how long and its hard to put it all into word and fit together dhshjsdgfhj so i thing a bit of it is wrong

THE CHARACTER!!

Morel Oakbloom, age unknown even to themself, once halfling turned tiefling suffering with a curse thats slowly turning them to wood!! married to their beloved Tessie, with whom they own a joint business of an inn-bakery tavern thing.

after an incident one night, they have an encounter with what they believe to be Bloom, the goddess of nature in the nearby forest. this goddess, themself and their town worship, and after some chat she offers idk exactly what yet but smth along the lines of power or a wish or a favour or smth, and in return, they will owe the goddess a favour/service or something to that effect. coincidentally, tessie was dealing with some kind of illness at the time so morel agreed and as a result of this entities power, they mutated?? ig?? into a teifling, sprouting a tail horns and painfully over the course of the following weeks, grew over twice their original size.

unbeknownst to them at the time, the deal was made to a malevolent deity, Blight, patron of rot decay and trickery, and sibling to the goddess of nature it was impersonating ;~; SO morel must go workin for blight. with tessie with them, they head for their first “collection” however, they dont get very far into their adventures before shit goes bad. stop number one, a strange circus in the middle of nowhere, controlled by a supernatural force traps them in a hellish gameshow like set, about to incorporate them into its everlasting show, Blight appeares, displeased with morels performance in their work and sets stricter measures for them, tearing their hair, shattering thir horns and committing to staying by their side while theyre serving it. tessie is ripped away from them and sent home, in blights words, “for practicallity”. they serve blight for a time, until they manage to fend it off for long enough that bloom can step in and assist somehow and free them. they return imediately home.

after many years they become a cleric of Bloom and with her assistance, attempts to break out of the deal with blight, as thechnically whatever “contract” they were bound under was never broken. htis lead to themself and tessie being cursed, morel slowly becoming rotted wood, and tessie crystalising. bloom tells them this is curable by a potion, and so the two set out again, this time of their own accord. its around this time that they also unwillingly kind of adopt a small halflling fella by the name of moss (the story’s protagonist) and then shit goes down w him n yeah after a few years he helps out in the bakery and with potion experiments and the like :]

i feel like im forgetting loads but also this is too long already ;-; 

oh yeah also morel dies before the end of the story there wasnt enough of the cure for both themself and tessie, so they leave it to her

ALSO also i didnt mention anything about the root!morels that serve as messengers from blight but yknow thats a whole other post i think

[taiyakiiwrites]

— the big three vs eyeliner hcs

pairing(s): izuku midoriya x gn!reader, katsuki bakugo x gn!reader, shoto todoroki x gn!reader

summary: you ask the big three if you can do their eyeliner!!

content: good vibes with the big three, nothing to worry about ✨✨

notes: bnha characters and eyeliner: it came to me in a vision by the great lords above. and if enough people want it, i could do more characters vs eyeliner! we’ll see what happens~

⇉ requests are open!! || masterlist || rules

IZUKU

he’s the type to notice people with really cool makeup pass him and just think in his head: “how in the great googly moogly do people do that”

respect for the people who know how to put it on and not end up looking like a clown

and then hey!! you came along!!

he’s a lil nervous at first, thinking that it won’t look as good on him as it does on you, but you insist

a lil squirmish throughout the entire thing—he has no idea what’s going on

but he trusts you!! so he doesn’t worry too much about that part

once you’re finished with the eyeliner and show it to him in a mirror, he is awestruck with the look

he feels so pretty and he’s just all “ofjfjsjdhdhdhajjs no wonder people do makeup”

asks you if you can teach him so he can do your eyes someday and my heart i just—💞💞

plans to get as good as you so he can always help you get ready for the day

and it also may be an excuse to get close to you but shhhhhh don’t tell him you know that

it’s rather obvious though, since his face is bright red the whole time he does your makeup SO—

SHHHHH DON’T TELL HIM THAT EITHER

;))

KATSUKI

mina has already begged spoke to him about doing his eyeliner plenty of times, so he isn’t too weirded out by your request

when mina asked him, he said no

but now that you asked

well

even though he’d never admit it, he would give you the world if you asked for it so—

that’s how you found yourself doing his eyeliner after you finished yours for school

he’d squirm and make a couple snarky comments, but complies for the most part as you work on it

once you’re done and show him the end result with your cell phone camera, he does his best to hide his smile

it doesn’t work

“told you you’d look good” // “shut it, extra!…”

yeah no it definitely doesn’t work

and you may “accidentally” have taken a picture as you were showing him his reflection

when you two go to class and the others see, he doesn’t bat an eye

but he does bark at them:

“what’s with you? got a problem with my makeup? I’LL BLOW UP THAT LOOK ON YOUR FACE IF I HAVE TO!”

don’t worry katsuki, they’re just distracted by your beauty ✨✨

SHOTO

mina has probably tried to tackle him down once or twice to put eyeliner on him before, so he’s also not weirded out by the request

actually she’s probably tried to tackle down all these boys

out here doing god’s work, anyways—

you ask and, well, there isn’t really any reason to say no, right?

he stays still the whole time—if someone said he’s done this before, you’d believe them 100%

he just doesn’t flinch and sits there like a goddamn model

his scarred eye is a little hard to work on, but you make it work! and hey! it doesn’t look half bad!

once you’re finished and you show him how he looks, he just stares at himself like 0-0

for a minute, you think he hates it

but once he grabs your hand and walks around the dorms with you to show everyone his new look, you think otherwise

he acts like the equivalent of findng out what butterflies are for the first time:

“midoriya. look. look at my eyes. they’re fancy. y/n did them for me. look at me.”

you just stand there admiring him and his childlike wonder, definitely planning to do his makeup more often if he lets you

spoiler alert: he will 👌✨

[yesokaythatsfine69]

Heavy Dosage (Levi Ackerman x reader)

Description: after getting hurt during a scouting mission, y/n is given quite a heavy dosage of medication. Will her secret crush on her squad leader remain secret?

Character(s): Y/n, Hangi, Levi, nurse, eren

Pov: 3rd person

Warning(s): pain, broken bones, kissing, no spoilers

A/n: hello! I took a little break earlier and recently I've been watching two new animes, AOT and Kakegurui (both r completely different lmao) so I decided to add more fuel to the fire that is the Levi Ackerman x reader tag. Don't worry there aren't any spoilers I just wrote a cute thing.

*none of the gifts used are mine. Full credit goes to the maker.

"Shit!" That was the last thing y/n had said before she disappeared from the view of her fellow squad members. Levi watched, fear causing him to freeze. One moment she had been calling him a "old slow poke", her smile dazzling and eyes brighter than diamonds- and in an instant she was gone.

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Pain had seared through y/n's skull when she finally landed from being thrown. The titan had grabbed a line of her odm gear and flung her, snapping the line and causing her to fall straight down and into a tree. Her body had tumbled through the branches, each branch snapping with the weight of her body and the force she had been thrown from.

Y/n was usually proud to say that Titan's couldn't touch her- she was fast, faster than almost any person in her squad- and that usually meant that she was untouchable to them. She was the one who helped the other members of her squad survive. Today, however, had been different and not even her speed had saved her.

The pain in her skull forced her eyes open. The area in which she laid was dead silent, but she didn't feel scared or worried. It was peaceful and almost poetic. She focused on her breathing, and tried to register where she had been hurt. Her head hurt, her back hurt, and her legs seethed, but she could at least feel pain.

She tried to move but only whimpered when the pain in her legs intensified. Her eyes watered. She couldn't get up and what she thought had been luck that she experienced from not dying from her tremendous fall- had suddenly become a curse. Now, she would be easily found by a titan and just as easily eaten.

"you've...got to...be fucking kidding...me." she wheezed between hot tears. Suddenly a zipping noise broke the silence around her and a small thumping sound caused her tense up. "Y/L/N!" Her eyes widened at the sound of her squad leader's voice. Then, Two arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her up. Captain Levi was above her, on his knees before her- not in the ways she had always dreamed about either.

"What did you do, Brat?" His silver orbs narrowed as he searched her face. Any other time being this close to Levi would've been similar to Heaven, but now, it carried a strange and dangerous weight. "Captain Levi, I-" His expression cut her off. His face was blank, eyes were narrowed, mouth drawn up in a thin line. He was angry, she could sense his emotions beyond what he showed with his face. That had been the reason they worked so well together- y/n could read him like a book.

He seemed to notice she had been crying, and wiped away a stray tear. "I-I'm sorry, Captain Levi I-" He said nothing and hoisted her up in his arms, pressing her head against his chest. She could feel his heartbeat- constant and comforting in her ear. For several moments they trampled in the woods in silence.

Finally he spoke. "I'll get you to the wagons and you'll be okay, y/n, try to be still." His voice seemed tired and his movements were oddly weary. Y/n frowned as she looked up at him.

Somehow she felt like he had said these words not for her benefit, but for his own. He hardly ever used her first name, preferring "brat" and "y/l/n" to order her around with. Now, as his grip on her tightened, she buried her face against his chest, deciding it was best to leave her thoughts unsaid.

As she snuggled against him, he relaxed, his shoulders releasing the tension they carried since he saw that bitch titan thrown her out of his sight. Levi had been angry- but not angry at Y/n. Angry at himself for not protecting her, angry at those fucking Titan's for taking away the people he loved from him. He felt y/n adjust slightly and that's when he realized she had fallen alseep. Her breathing evened out, and she seemed limp against him.

When he reached the clearing Petra ran up to him. "Y/n! Is she okay?" Levi said nothing, and Petra watched in worry as he pushed past her.

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Sometimes lines get blurry. The separation between two distinct things gets combined and those two things once so distinctly different are now seemingly the same. Y/n stared straight ahead, boards on the walls combining and shape shifting. They had given her medicine for her pain, that fact was that her leg had been broken, along with a fractured skull and a few other twisted and mangled bones, so anything was deemed worthy to give her.

The medicine, whatever it was could definitely be considered "that good stuff". She giggled, watching as the nurse adjusted her covers. "You're trying to tickle me!" "Y/n?" Y/n's head slowly bobbed to the side, where Hanji was standing. Her arms were crossed, but a smile shown on her face.

"You look better than I was expecting." Y/n smiled widely. "It's the drugs!" Hanji mimicked her smile. Y/n, was for the most part a lively a fun person. She wasn't anywhere near as loud of bouncy as Hanji herself was- mainly because y/n had a better sense of timing. Now however, Hanji noted that her personality seemed to come on quite strongly.

"I just came to check on you, considering what I heard had happened you are very lucky." Y/n only giggled. "lucky-smucky. Luck had nothing to do with it. It's a skill to hit every single goddamn tree branch in the world and still be kicking." To empathize her point she kicked out the leg that wasn't broken.

"woah, maybe you shouldn't move too much." Hanji put her hands up. "It's okay I don't feel anything!" Y/n lifted her hand up and smacked herself right upside the head. "No pain!" Hanji smiled, "Right, I'll be sure to tell Levi how well you are doing."

Y/n shot up at her captains name. "You should tell him to come see me! It's been too long since I've seen that hot piece of ass!" Hanji frowned. "I- um... I don't think that's for the best...you seem pretty uh... preoccupied." Y/n opened her mouth to most likely say something else unexpected when the nurse reappeared, nodding to Hanji.

"I better be leaving y/n, I'm glad you are doing well. I'll see you later, yeah?' y/n nodded excitedly and Hanji let herself out.

She laughed, nodding her head. "Hot piece of ass...Levi Ackerman?" She snorted. Then, quite quickly the pieces for together and she stopped. "Oh no. Oh no. I should...wait a second, this could be quite an interesting experiment..." She smiled and turned in the direction of the lunchroom.

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"She is doing very well. So well infact she told me not to send you, she doesn't want you to worry. She'll be out before long." Hanji spoke gently to Levi who stared at his tea, his face expressionless. "What do you mean she doesn't want me to visit her? I'm her squad leader." Hanji shrugged and smiled.

"She's doing very well. You'd be wasting your time. She'll be back before you know it." Levi's eyes flashed to his friend, narrowing. The rage he had experienced when he had found her broken body...the way her teary y/c/e looked up at him... He could've exploded with rage. but he needed to stay with y/n, and that's what he had done, making sure she was safe...And now he was being told to stay away from her? His fists clenched.

Hanji seemed to see the conflict. "Why don't you try and take of yourself now? You've done enough for her." Levi only stood up, the sound of his chair scraping against the floor caused those in the lunchroom to look up at him. Leaving his tea, Levi, in his own Levi way, stormed out of the room. Hanji sat there, stirring her tea.

She raised it to her lips and smiled.

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Levi's feet practically moved on their own to the infirmary, each step more angry than the last. In angry flashbacks he felt her head pressed against his chest, her warm breathe tickling his neck, her warm orbs searching his own icy pair- he felt all of that and more...and yet she didn't want to see him?

Had those affectionate moments just been something he wished had happened instead that had actually happened. No. It couldn't have been. But the why would she try to shut him out?

He pushed open the door to the infirmary. He stood in the shadowy doorway for several seconds doing what he did best- watching.

Y/n had spent four consecutive hours counting each board- one by one. Every time she got to twenty though, she got distracted and had to start over. "Twenty-one!" "Y/l/n?" Slowly y/n's left hand, which she had used to count the board, lowered to her side. "Damnit! Lost count! At least I got to twenty one this time." Her head slowly turned to the side where her sexy captain stood, peering down at her. He looked absolutely peeved and y/n giggled.

"Well hello beautiful? Long time no see!" Levi's eyes widened the tiniest bit- but he quickly played it off. "You didn't want me here? Your own captain? Unless you forgot-" Y/n purred. "Damn you're sexy when you're mad! I don't have a clue what you're talking about but-" she shrugged. "It wouldn't be the first time!" She reached up and tugged him closer.

"I- y/n-" a finger placed itself over his lips. "Shhhhh..." The finger lifted then hit him again. "Shhhhh...shhhh." y/n stared up at him with a dazed, but delighted expression. She gently stroked his face, reaching up and flicking her hair from his eyes. She smiled at his slightly dazed expression.

"how'sithangingbabey?" Levi blinked out of his daze and grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand back from his mouth. "What is wrong with you?" His eyes were fairly wide and his stared at her in both worry and confusion. "I'm in love baby!" She shouted. "In love with youuuuuu!" She sang out flailing her arm and hitting him in the head.

"tch! Ow! Will you-" He paused, his brow furrowed. "You...love me?" She giggled and pressed a finger to her lips. "Shhh. Don't tell Levi." He stared at her. "I am Levi, you brat." Her eyes widened. "Whoops!" She laughed. "My bad!" Levi opened his mouth to speak when the nurse appeared. She gasped upon seeing him. "Captain Levi! I didn't know you were coming!" Y/n lifted her head up to look at the young nurse.

"hey, layoff! This Raven haired beauty's taken!" She yanked him forward. The action caught him off guard and he had to catch himself before he fell. Levi grumbled before detaching himself from her. "I'll speak to you later, y/n."

"You're leaving!?" Gently he ruffled her hair, and in the most soothing voice he could muster, he said, "I'll be back later, don't worry brat." Levi Nodded to the nurse to walk him out. As the nurse turned to follow him she glanced at y/n who mouthed aggressively "he's mine!"

At the door he turned to the nurse, "y/n was in large amounts of pain, so we gave her some medicine to dull it. It seems to have a worked a little..." The two turned back to y/n who had restarted counting the boards again. "Too well."

"tch, right." The end of lips upturned into almost a smile. "Keep me updated." The nurse nodded, "Right, sir."

Casting one last glance he left the infirmary, humming a new tune softly to himself.

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Y/n sighed happily. She had finally been released, given a brace for her leg to help her walk till she was 100% and around fifteen get well cards. Her first move was definitely to go to her room. She missed her room.

She visited with Petra and the other members of her squad, making sure to show off her cool ass brace. She also made sure to say hi to Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Sasha, Connie, and Jean. She hadn't seen Captain Levi yet but she figured she'd find him soon- or he'd find her. The nurse mentioned that he'd visited a few times, none of which she remembered- but the thought that he cared enough to do so warmed her up.

Y/n entered the lunchroom, coming face to face with her captain and his fellow squad leader, Hanji. "Oh hi Hanji! Hello, Captain!" Hanji immediately jumped up and hugged her tightly. "Y/n! Congratulations!" Y/n smiled brightly, and hugged her back. "Thank you! I'm feeling pretty good!" Her eyes turned to Levi, who had been watching her intently. He nodded. "The squad has been waiting for your return, y/l/n." Y/n smiled. "Well, you guys won't have to wait much longer. The nurse said just a little while longer then I'm ready to go."

Levi nodded, his expression remaining stern. "I am pretty excited to finally get some sleep in my own bed though, so I'll see you all later." She turned, but a hand wrapped itself around her wrist. Levi had stood up, and was behind her. "I'll walk you there." Her eyes widened and her cheeks flushed, but she nodded. "The more...the, uh, merrier."

With curt goodbyes the two began their walk to y/n's room. Hanji had watched the interaction without surprise, sipping some tea.

She laughed to herself as the two went out of view, pushing up her glasses. "This experiment- a definitive success."

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"How do you feel?" Levi matched his pace with y/n, careful to make sure he wasn't moving too fast so that she wouldn't have to walk faster on her leg. "I feel good, itching to go back out there." The two stopped walking and turned so that they were right in front of each other instead of side by side.

Levi only made a clucking sound at her response. "Be sure not to push it, brat. You may be feeling fine now but-" He stopped talking when she put a hand on his chest. He frowned slightly and looked up at her from where his gaze had been.

"Thank you, for everything. I- I'm sorry I wasn't more careful. Next time I'll-" He placed his hand over her own. "Tch, there better not be a next time you stupid brat. If there is I do not I think I could handle it."

Her cheeks darkened. "Captain-" "Just Levi." She smiled at him. "Okay, just Levi." The slight upturn smile Levi had worn vanished at her bad joke into a frown. Lifting up his index finger he placed it directly over her lips.

"shhh..." She tried to speak. "shhhh." Y/n raised a brow at him. "I have lost enough in this life, y/n." Her eyes widened at the use of her first name, and his finger remained on her lips. "But, I cannot lose you, too...please." Her eyes glistened a, a familiar wetness clouding them. Slowly, Levi lowered his finger, and soon as he do so she pounced, pulling him into the tightest hug she could administer.

"You couldn't get get rid of me even if you wanted to." He hugged her back. "Good, because I do not want to." She pulled back. It was now or never, and this maybe the only chance she has left. Braving up, y/n swallowed thickly. "Hey...erm, uh Levi...I-I love you, okay?"

Levi smirked, his eyes twinkling with something close to mischievousness. "I know...you, kind of...told me already." Y/n pulled back. "No I didn't." "Tch, you did, y/n." She rolled her eyes. "I think I would remember telling someone I love them."

Levi frowned. "Are you calling me a liar?" Y/n laughed sharply. "Well, I'm not calling you a truther." She turned and began to walk away. "Even if I did, you could at least say it back you jerk!"

With reflexes faster than a blink of an eye, Levi had pulled her back and into his arms. She stared at him, wide eyed. They were mere inches apart now. Never had she been this close to him, and she could clearly see every inch of his face. The silver twinkle of his eyes, his long lashes, the pretty pink of his thin lips. He was so beautiful, like a statue of a god. Y/n blinked, realizing she had been staring a bit longer than innocent and met his gaze.

Levi only raised a brow, seemingly unaffected by their closeness. "I love you too, brat." He said finally, and Y/n relaxed into his arms, much like before. "Good, good. It makes doing this a lot easier." She placed her hand to his cheek, closed her eyes and then she closed the gap.

He sighed into her, clutching her tighter to him. It seemed as if he had been waiting almost as long as y/n had because it was if the flood gates had opened. She dipped her head to get to more of him and he grunted softly, easily letting her. She reached up, finding his soft undercut. She ran her finger threw his soft locks (just as soft as she imagined) and gently tugged. Levi opened his mouth a bit more in response, and she quickly took advantage of his action. Her tongue slipped in, and despite himself and who he was- he gasped.

Maybe this was all a bit quick but hell, she'd been around the man for going on a year now with nothing but this to show. It was quite upsetting, especially because it seemed as if Levi had no idea his effect on women, especially y/n. You can bet on your life, however, she was going to take advantage of it now and teach him exactly what he meant.

He grunted again and pulled his arm to her neck, clutching it softly. She hummed into his mouth, biting his lip and pulling. She loved him, everything about him, and almost as much as that- she wanted him. Now, in almost every way she could've imagined, she had him.

She was so wrapped up in him, y/n put her unbraced leg around his waist, trying to get somehow even closer than before but unfortunately she neglected to remember that her braced leg couldn't handle that much pressure yet and it collapsed under their weight. It sent both her and her lover crashing to the ground.

"oof!" "Tch! Hell!" Levi landed on top of her with a thud. The two shared a look. Levi had messy unkept hair, flushed cheeks and red, abused lips- all thanks to y/n. But she doubted she looked much better. "Are you okay, brat?" "Yeah, sorry. Looks like you made my legs weak." She smiled crookedly.

Levi only sighed and lifted her up. "Tch', Keeping you alive will be much harder than I expected." Y/n laughed and wrapped her arms around him, she was beginning to enjoy him carrying her around bridal style. "What can I say? I wasn't built for the weak."

"No," He hoisted her closer to his chest. "No, you are not."

They resumed their journey to her room. "But at least you are mine, brat."

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A/n: whoo! That was a lot more than I expected to do. I hope y'all like it and don't forget that comments and critism are always welcomed. I tried to make this to where it doesn't really involve any timeline and it's just kind of an extra thing. Thanks for reading!

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[gumnut-logic]

Reactions (Bit 20 and The End)

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Here we are! I found an ending :D ::bounces excitedly:: Around 30,500 words, this is my longest Fandomversary ficlet ever and my third longest Thunderbirds fic. It took exactly a month to write 18 July - 18 August 2020 :D

For @soniabigcheese​ with her prompt Gordon and Bedlam. ::grin:: I’m not guaranteeing any of the other fics will or won’t end up like this :D I’m not in control here.

Many thanks to @scribbles97​ for reading this bit (which is the biggest of them all at 3600 words) and for the inspiration at various points ::hugs you::

Thank all of Thunderfam for all your support with this fic. You have been absolutely amazing. I really hope the ending is satisfactory. Thank you for all your likes, comments and emotional support. I couldn’t do any of this without you guys.

Warnings: language

Enjoy!

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Title: Reactions

Author: Gumnut

18 Jul – 18 Aug 2020

Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOS

Rating: Teen

Summary: Virgil and Gordon get into a bar fight which has many more consequences than anyone expected.

Word count: ~30,500

Spoilers & warnings: language

Timeline: Season Two, shortly after ‘Impact’

Author's note: Nutty's Fandomversary 2020 Fic Three. For @soniabigcheese​ who asked for Gordon and Bedlam. This one has gotten out of control and is much bigger than intended.

Many thanks to @onereyofstarlight​ , @scribbles97​ for the reading and cheerleading and to @tsarinatorment​ for poking me from time to time and pointing me in directions I need to go ::hugs::

Disclaimer: Mine? You've got to be kidding. Money? Don't have any, don't bother.

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Bit 20

“What the hell were you thinking?” It was a hissed whisper and something beneath his hands moved.

“Shhhhh! You’ll wake him up and then we’ll both be dead.” That was Alan.

Virgil frowned.

“You know I prefer celery.”

“Well, that’s all they had.”

Gordon grumbled, something about pumpkin. “Thanks, bro.”

There was silence for a moment and Virgil drifted again, too comfortable to care.

‘They were both honourable men. The blond one, Gordon? He stepped in when this guy just got in my face. I was just sitting down for a drink between classes and that guy wandered over and started hitting on me. I just wanted a quiet moment.’ A cleared throat. ‘If Gordon hadn’t been there, I don’t know what I would have done. But then they were all fighting and I got scared, you know? If I had known it would start everything it did, I would have come to you sooner. But I didn’t and then it was worldwide news and...I’m sorry...I was scared, okay?’

Virgil frowned. He was warm and his brain foggy. He just wanted to sleep.

‘The facts that have recently come to light regarding the world government’s conduct have had dire consequences for certain leaders and, in particular, the leadership of the GDF. One thousand and seventy-nine people were aboard the failing launch platform and no GDF assistance was sent. If it wasn’t for the persistence of International Rescue, it is highly likely that the craft would have gone down with all aboard.’ And then Gordon was yelling at the top of his lungs. ‘RETURN TO YOUR POD SO WE CAN SAVE YOUR FUCKING LIFE!!’

That threw Virgil out of whatever slumber he was entangled in. “Gordon!”

He found himself on his belly in a bed. Foreign smells identified the bed as one belonging to a hospital. Hospital?

A hand landed on his shoulder. Soft words. “Hey, hey, Virgil. Shhh, you’ll wake him up.”

Scott? Huh? He rolled over, tangling in a blanket. He was fully dressed apart from his boots. What the?

“You fell asleep in a chair.” His brother, dressed in a suit, waved a hand at the seat he was sitting in. “John and I moved you to a bed so you would be more comfortable.”

Virgil blinked vaguely, but he only had eyes for the occupant in the other bed. Gordon was sleeping peacefully despite the news hologram hovering above his legs. Various scenes from the launch platform flickered on and off, the voiceover loud enough to be heard, but not to intrude. He watched film of his own ‘bird darting about. Scott and Gordon tackling the crowd.

Words fell from his mouth. “What’s going on?”

Scott had a shit eating grin on his face. “John did some filming.”

“He did what?”

“Highjacked a few of those journalists’ holocams and gave them the footage of the century.”

Virgil blinked at shots of himself catching Gordon as he fell. Every angle was available. The cameras panning as he checked his brother’s vitals, called his ‘bird closer and lowered a basket stretcher.

He swallowed at how much the expression on his face gave away when Gordon didn’t respond.

Scott hovered, caught between commander and brother.

When Virgil secured Gordon and began to draw himself and his brother into Two, one of the remaining crowd yelled out yet another demand to be taken aboard the Thunderbird.

The camera zoomed in on Scott’s face. His voice was ice cold.

“Return to your pod. This platform will be evacuated in ten minutes whether you are secure or not. This is your last warning.” As Thunderbird Two peeled away to a safe distance, Thunderbird One swooped in to collect her pilot and International Rescue evacuated the last of their operatives from the failing craft.

Thunderbird One’s loud speakers warned that the pods would be evacuating in ten minutes, that everyone would be safe if they were in their pod.

He didn’t say that IR wouldn’t collect stragglers, but his tone was one of a man on his last nerve.

The crowd ran back towards the stadium.

Virgil’s memories of the incident were different. He had Gordon in the cockpit, scanners screaming at him about internal bleeding. The realisation that he would have to fly his brother to the nearest hospital or risk losing him.

The war in his head between the thousand odd people below and the one brother under his hands.

And John’s word.

“Go, Virgil.”

“John-“

“Go. I’ve got this.”

An order from Scott and he was in his pilot’s seat accelerating away from the danger zone, his ‘bird clawing at the sky to gain speed.

He ignored the squawks from the idiot still strapped into his seat at the back.

The fact he had to swoop around an airliner as he set course for London, didn’t register at the time.

Now he saw what had happened after he left.

“John sent out a call for help and they answered.” Scott’s eyes were shining with pride.

All sorts of civilian aircraft emerged from the surrounding cloud layer. Helicopters, freight carriers, airliners, emergency services, all from the nearest countries.

So, ten minutes later when the stadium disassembled, each of the pods peeling away under its own power, there were enough craft in the sky to provide support.

Thunderbird One corralled, grappled and made sure all were safe, darting back and forth across the herd like an authoritive sheep dog.

The holocams cut to the herd arriving at the nearest airport, flashing emergency lights decorating the airstrip as the pods were directed to land, one by one, Thunderbird One and several other appropriately equipped craft catching and lowering those that struggled.

“He caught all of it on film.” There was that pride again as the newscast cut to a presenter hailing the wonders of International Rescue.

Virgil blinked.

His memory consisted of that mad dash to London, Gordon’s vitals and seeing him disappear behind emergency room doors.

Delivering the pilots from the crashed planes to medical care.

Physically restraining himself from punching the lights out of the man Gordon had injured himself saving. Giving him to the police, explaining what the man had done and that International Rescue would like to press charges.

The frown on the constable’s face had been odd. Virgil had assumed it had to do with the recent press regarding IR.

Perhaps not.

In any case, the annoying whiner continued his whining as he was taken away and Virgil was happy to see the last of him.

At least until Jack lined him up on a courtroom stand and shredded his life.

Gordon had surgery to stitch up the bleeding in his belly. A massive contusion still marked where he had collided with the airstrip superstructure during his leap to save that asshole.

His arm was strapped up after his shoulder had been relocated to its correct position and he was decorated in plasters.

The last thing Virgil remembered was sitting beside his little brother, holding his hand, waiting for him to wake up.

A blink. “Alan was here.”

Scott sighed. “Yeah. Still is. Grandma dragged him out of here so you and Gordon could get some rest.”

“And you managed to get to stay?”

His brother smirked, those eyes glittering again. “Been waiting for you to wake up. Got some news.”

Virgil frowned. “News?” He pushed himself upright, tired muscles complaining all the way. The last few weeks had taken a physical toll as well as a mental one. Letting his socked feet fall off the side of the bed, he sat up fully and stretched his shoulders and arms. “You’re a Cheshire cat, Scott. Spill before I find other means.”

That earned him an arched eyebrow. “Lady Penelope and Kayo came through. They found the proof we were not responsible for the incident in New York.”

Virgil’s eyes widened. “What? How?”

A hand landed gently on his knee. “It wasn’t your fault, Virgil. Lady P and Kayo found the cause and the persons involved.”

Virgil grabbed his brother’s hand. “But how?!” It came out louder than he intended and Gordon stirred in his sleep.

Scott’s hand gripped his. “The extra weight was cloaked. Penelope forced the authorities to give her access and she found the devices. Kayo was able to follow the trail of manufacture and found the thugs responsible. Jack jumped on it and all charges against you have been dropped.”

He stared at his brother. “Charges had been laid?!”

“But they are dismissed. You don’t need to worry about it.” The frown on Scott’s face told Virgil that Scott regretted even mentioning that fact. He had obviously hidden it.

“Did we break the law?”

“No!”

Had he been evading the law without even realising it? “Scott.”

Scott’s frowned increased. “No, Virgil. We’re not going there. You are not responsible. The charges have been cleared. End of story.” His brother’s glare brought that line of thought to an abrupt end. Whether it was because of the commander or the big brother, Virgil’s reflex was to obey.

Damnit.

“Is Virg being an idiot again?” The words were slurred and quiet, but so Gordon, Virgil was off the bed and beside his brother without thought.

“Gords?”

Tired brown eyes focussed lazily on him. “Hey, Virgil.” A slight frown. “You’re loud.”

He was on the wrong side of the bed to grab Gordon’s uninjured hand, so he had to satisfy his need for contact by running a finger through the hair on his little brother’s forehead. Gordon blinked and comically attempted to look up at Virgil’s hand.

Virgil couldn’t help but smile. “Sorry. How are you feeling?”

Those eyelids closed slowly and reopened blearily. “Tired.” A frown. “Where’s Alan?”

Scott stood up behind Virgil and those brown eyes latched onto their eldest brother over Virgil’s shoulder. “With Grandma. You need rest, Gordon.”

Gordon’s lips curved upwards. “Lookin’ spiffy, Scooter.”

Scott snorted, looking down at his suit. “Just playing the part.”

Gordon’s eyes drifted closed again. “You look good.” He frowned and his lips twisted as he attempted to shift on the bed. “Ow.”

“Stay still.” Virgil’s palm cupped the side of his brother’s head.

His eyes opened and found Virgil again, but Gordon didn’t say anything. His head did lean into Virgil’s hand and eventually those eyes drifted closed again. His breath evened out in sleep.

Virgil stared at his fishy brother a little longer.

Scott’s hand landed on Virgil’s shoulder. Voice quiet. “Come on, let’s get you something to eat.”

Illogically, Virgil found himself not wanting to leave Gordon, but he cursed himself at being ridiculous and removed his hand, letting his brother’s head loll gently onto the pillow.

Scott’s fingers gripped his shoulder and he led him from the room.

-o-o-o-

Scott snorted when Virgil froze just outside the hospital front doors.

He had left Thunderbird Two in the hospital parking lot.

How he had had the mind to change into civilian clothes yet forgotten that he had a traffic hazard parked outside was a question he could not answer.

“Hey, at least you haven’t got a parking ticket.”

IR security had obviously been deployed. His ‘bird had been roped off and she was high up on her struts, well out of reach.

“She’s had her uses. John has found sanctuary. I think he may have even slept in your bed.”

Virgil blinked as his eyes passed over the crowd that was literally camped behind the ropes in the parking lot. Someone caught sight of them and started screaming. Within seconds several hundred people had emerged from tents and were screaming ‘Tracy, Tracy, Tracy!’

“What the-?”

“Popular opinion is as fickle as always.”

“Who did we save? The Queen?”

“Not quite. Though there was a prime minister, thirteen world councillors, a soap star and at least two musicians.” Scott frowned. “Foster? Two of them.”

Virgil stared up his brother. “Not Ben and Nick Foster?”

“Yeah, maybe?”

“We saved Ben and Nick Foster? Did you get their autographs?”

“What? No? Should I?”

“Are you kidding me?!” Did his brother live under a rock? “Ben and Nick Foster, Scott!”

“Ooookaaay.” His brother held up a hand. “Calm down. They did say that they were willing to support us in any way. I’ll let Jack know you’re interested.”

Virgil spent the next several moments considering what the hell he would do if the opportunity to meet the Fosters came up. Could he handle it? Maybe. It would almost be like meeting Kip Harris. That led to a train of thought of what might happen if they ever encountered the fire specialist.

“Are you okay?”

“Huh?” Oh, hospital, Thunderbird Two, screaming fans. He straightened himself, ignoring the flush that crept up to his cheeks. “I’m fine.”

Scott frowned at him a little but then led him across the lawn towards his ‘bird, their fans screaming the entire way. Their questions were so opposite to those of the last couple of weeks, it felt wrong.

“They really don’t hate us anymore?”

“You know it isn’t that easy, Virg. There are plenty who still hate us, or want our stuff, or the power. I don’t think that will ever go away. But popular opinion, the opinion that gauges what is acceptable? Yeah, it seems we have it again.”

“Because of John?”

Scott stopped and turned, catching Virgil’s eyes. “Partly, but I think mostly because the truth finally got to those who matter. The people with the real power.”

“Who?”

“The people.” His brother turned towards the screaming crowd for just a second and the calls for ‘Tracy’ switched calls for ‘Scott’. “The moms, the dads, the postman, the small business owner, the woman who drives the school bus…the people we used to be.”

“We’re still those kinds of people.”

Scott shook his head. “Perhaps inside, but not to the rest of the world.” A half smile. “We’re the Tracy brothers. We’re International Rescue. Billionaires who live on a secret island.” A sigh. “If all this has proven anything, it’s that.”

“It shouldn’t matter. We do the right thing.”

“It shouldn’t, but it does.” A shrug and his big brother turned towards Two and, with the return of his hand on Virgil’s shoulder, led him to his ‘bird.

The hatch lowered without instruction and they left the screaming to the green soundproofing of cahelium.

“Hey, Virgil.” John was sitting in Gordon’s co-pilot seat, his tablet in his lap and a number of optical cables hooked into the dash.

“What are you doing to my Thunderbird?”

“Not much. Needed her antenna mostly and a little extra processing power.” A twist of his lips. “Eos, say hello.”

Virgil’s eyes widened. “Eos?”

“Yes, Virgil?”

“Where exactly are you?”

“That is an existential question. I am in many places.”

“Including in Thunderbird Two?”

“Of course.” A giggle. “It’s comfy. John says it is like an old couch.”

“Eos!”

“Well, you did.”

Virgil glared at his space brother.

John sighed, let his shoulders drop and, pushing the co-pilot’s seat back, stood up and faced the music. “Virgil, yes, your ‘bird is comfortable. No, it is not old. Please can I not be berated for a slip of the tongue.”

Scott snorted so hard, he coughed.

Virgil glared up at John a moment longer before grabbing him into a massive hug. He squeezed the breath out of his brother, his face mashed up against a space-suited shoulder.

A strangled squawk from John and Scott outright laughed. “You’ve done it now, Johnny.”

“I’m sorry, Virg.”

His name was little more than a gasp from his brother. Virgil held on a moment longer before relenting and letting go. He blinked rapidly as his vision blurred. “Thank you, John.” It was his turn for a hoarse voice. “I don’t know how to-“

“Hey, hey, Virgil. Don’t strangle the messenger. I only passed on the truth.”

Virgil swallowed and shifted his feet. “You saved me.”

Turquoise widened and flickered to stare at Scott before darting back to Virgil. “You would have done the same.”

“But it was you who did it.” A shaky breath. “Thank you, John.”

John looked down a moment, as if embarrassed, before catching Virgil’s eyes again. “Anytime.” A small smile. “Though I can’t take credit for Gordon’s contribution.” John lent over touched his tablet. “He’s been bleeped all over the world. Grandma is mortified.”

“Oh, god.”

Scott grinned. “Oh, yes, our young aquanaut is in for it when he gets home. Homemade chicken soup and all. Make sure we bring in some extra survival supplies on the way back to the Island.”

Or was that grin a grimace? It was hard to tell.

“Gordon was bleeding to death.”

All the humour left the cockpit.

“He’s going to be fine, Virgil. You know that.” Immediate older brother worry.

A sigh. “I know, Scott. It’s just that all that swearing…Grandma can forgive him due to circumstances. He wasn’t thinking straight.”

John’s voice was clear and firm. “He said what needed to be said. And to be honest, he was the only one who could say it.” He tilted his head to one side. “It gave Sir Hugh Creighton-Ward the ammunition he needed to launch a counter offensive.”

“A what?”

“The World Security Council is in an uproar. I doubt Wainwright’s career is going to survive. Did you notice the complete absence of any rescue craft at the platform?”

Virgil frowned. “Wasn’t the crashed plane a World Rescue craft?”

“Hell, no. That was the fake rescue. It was supposed to land under difficulty, but the pilot mangled the ‘distressed’ landing and crashed it instead. When the whole thing went sour, Wainwright tried to halt our intervention, so she could send in the new heroes and make a real show of it. But then we refused to leave so she settled for inciting the mob we faced. Those people who refused to return to their pods? Some were plants ordered by Wainwright. A good percentage of that thousand were GDF personnel in plain clothes. She felt that uniforms wouldn’t be as heartfelt as civilian wear on film.”

A stunned stare. “You have proof?”

John looked out the forward windows. “An unforeseen communications error may have inadvertently refracted several of the conversations involved directly into the NTBS satellite.”

Virgil’s stare flattened. “You or Eos?”

“A communications error.”

“You then.”

“I don’t understand what you mean, Virgil.”

The engineer rolled his eyes. “Are you safe? You can’t be traced?”

The look John threw at him set nothing more than ‘Are you kidding me? Space ace communications astronaut genius versus those dweebs?’ Not that his brother would actually say those words…but then his specialisation was communications and he was quite capable of expressing himself non-verbally.

Those copper eyebrows could be lethal after all.

God, he had missed him.

Virgil resisted the urge to hug him again.

John must have picked up on it because he took a step back.

Scott took a step forward. “Sir Hugh has called for Wainwright to step down and face criminal charges. Several of her cronies have been named. General Strond is no longer the head of the GDF. Aunt Val has been reinstated.”

Virgil found himself staring again. “It’s been barely twenty-four hours!”

Scott shrugged. “Penny says her father likes to strike when the iron is hot.”

“You’ve spoken to Penny?” But then of course Scott had. She had that news to deliver. Another wave of relief washed over him.

Though sixty-three people had died…on purpose.

The relief was replaced with anger.

“Of course, I did. She flew in to check on Gordon.”

That stopped him in his tracks. “Lady P flew in to see Gordon?”

“Well, we are in London. Practically her backyard and she did have that news to deliver.”

“But to see Gordon? Does he know?”

Scott shrugged. “No. Both of you were asleep.” A quirk of his lips. “You were snoring and drooling at the same time. You are quite skilled in the sleeping arts.”

“Shut up.” God, the thought of Lady Penelope seeing him in that state was mortifying.

Scott burst out laughing.

Virgil thumped him. Just a little. Didn’t want to break any of those bird bones of his.

“Ow.”

“Wuss.”

“If you two have finished?” Yes, there were those two lethal copper eyebrows at work.

Before either could answer, Scott’s comms went off. “Scott, dear, Gordon is awake and asking for you. The demands to go home have started and my initial threat of cooking didn’t faze him at all.”

Wow, that was serious. “FAB, Grandma. We’ll be there asap.” Blue eyes shot at his brothers. “Well, that’s a new one.”

“Does he know about the media turnabout?” Virgil’s words froze both of his brothers.

“Oh, no.”

“Shit.”

Scott straightened. “John, secure Thunderbird Five and warn off Eos. The last thing we need is those two in cahouts.”

“FAB.”

“Virgil, you’re on distraction duty. Swipe his tablet if you have to. I want no new social media accounts. Jack is still sorting the last three lawsuits from the jello vs peanut butter war. Occupy him with anything. Paint him if you have to. Grandma would love another portrait. At least it will hold him still for a few minutes. And definitely no outside contacts that aren’t vetted beforehand. Call in Kayo if necessary. A bored Gordon incites bedlam.”

“FAB.” Virgil straightened where he stood.

“I’ll handle Alan. If there is one thing worse than a recuperating Gordon, it is both of them recuperating together. Do we have consensus?”

John and Virgil spoke as one. “FAB.”

Tall and commanding, Scott Tracy held his ground. “Very well…Thunderbirds Are Go!”

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FIN.

[kittymaverick]

That Time of the Year Again (tm): Get ready for MCF 21: the Harbinger commentary!

It’s that time of the year yet again! Mystery Case Files 21: The Harbinger commentary. If anyone has been waiting for the hilarity that is my commentaries, I’m sorry I’m late this year. I actually started working as a freelance writer, and projects are coming in hot. Plus a recent family matter (not COVID-related. I’m thankfully in one of the safest places from it.) meant I had to put this on a back-burner. And then I guess I left it there for too long and triggered the smoke alarm, and people entered my inbox going “Are you okay???” So without further ado, let’s get this started. *cracks fingers* I have DUAL MONITORS NOW which means I can see my commentary AND watch the playthrough at the same time. (Yet, I still DON’T have a credit card. This is the new running joke.) I’m going to be watching YouGib’s playthough. Pazu also has his playthrough up. Spoilers below the cut as usual!

First, Grandma? A new studio? (A quick google shows they have done quite a bit of HOP titles and series.) Welcome to the MCF family! I hope you’re ready for the roasting that’s ahead. 8D MD: You mean the roasting they’ll let me do, right? I don’t know if they would be so nice as to grant you such catharsis right away. MD: Damn… It’s Grandma though. There’ll at least be cookies, right?

I like how “The” is in a place where you can almost read it as “The Mystery Case Files”, which MCF honestly deserves at this point. 21 years! That’s old enough to drink in the US!

(MD: Hm, old fashion building and clothes? Are we having some anachronistic adventure again--) CAT. Black cat. This is Isis. (MD: Not all black cats are Isis…) Yes they are. They are to me--

*Crystal ball* SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT.

Captions: (Otherworldly scream) Why yes, yes game, thank you for describing my exact reaction to seeing that darn crystal ball. I love this self-awareness and I hope it stays.

Oh nooooo, green beam of light… (Green was the color of souls used in old Ravenhearst games, and also the type of light that the Archivist from Moths to a Flame evaporated into, iirc.)

MD: Hm, a harbinger usually means something worse is coming up. So who’s harbinger to whom I wonder? Well you could say Emma, Madame Fate, or Victor was the harbinger to Charles, and then Charles himself was a harbinger to Alistair, who apparently was harbinger to the twins, who were also harbinger to Alistair again-- MD: Yes, I know, thank you, please stop. --and then he was harbinger to a Lord Ravenhearst who we never saw again, and then we picked it up again somehow to Phineas Crown though that was much earlier and the pirate was a harbinger of himself in a sense. In fact, I guess in a metasense, you could say each MCF game is a harbinger of the next-- MD: You haven’t even gotten past the opening so PLEASE STOP.

Hm, game difficulty settings-- no Master Detective level. Ten marks off. :( MD: Okay that’s unfair. Also Hardcore is one word. MD: Hey, I’m the pyromaniac, okay? Chill! (Me at recording: pick helpful messages, pick it! PICK IT!)

OH, a CHOICE?! Oh, wait, it’s just the main game and extra content.

THEY GAVE YOU YOUR BUGGY BACK. THEY GAVE IT BAAAAACK. AAAAAHHH. MD: Interior’s a little different, but yes, I HAVE MY CAR BACK AND NOTHING CAN STOP ME NOW. MWAHAHAHA-- Queen: Something strange is happening in Darkmoor. MD: *Does a 180 and goes back home* [The end.] Just kidding. :P I love how all the names of the places we’re going to immediately screams DANGER. MD: If I turned back every time I heard a name like that, I would be a very different person today. Probably saner, less salty, and generally happier.

It took me a while to see clearly, but the bobblehead looks like default MD (the costume seems to be inspired by the Fate Carnival collectibles)! We can now safely assume that MD is either really afraid of the cold, or very, very desperately trying to hide their identity. MD: Don’t tell anyone… but the getup is like a security blanket. ...One that you wear?! MD: Shhhhhh not so loud…….

Queen: Several keywords related to your previous cases-- What keywords? What are they? MD: Ravenhearst? Souls? Pirates? Skulls? Crystal Ball? Madame Fate? Dire Grove? Death herself? Queen: I’m not revealing this mystery… it’ll give the whole plot away! ...Okay, I’m putting ten on Victor, twenty on Charlotte, thirty on Alistar, and a hundred on Charles-- MD: You CHEATER you were spoiled while GOOGLING. --actually, I should do a bingo board instead. Yeah, I’m gonna do that. (And then she spends ten minutes wasting time on that, before giving up. We are at… 2 minutes in of the playthrough. This is normal.)

Queen: We’ve detected a possible energy anomaly-- MD: I’m sorry, we have DONE WHAT?! You guys have technology for that??? MD: Where was this technology for like…. The past ten cases? I really could have used some of that before heading in! (Somewhere in the world, the Mystery Tracker detective hides his gadgets…) (Post video edit: Speaking off, he seems to have gone UFO now.)

*Radio fizzes out* MD: That’s not good. Um… UP AHEAD. MD: THAT’S REALLY NOT GOOD. DETECTIVE TAKE THE WHEEL!!!! MD: THIS BUGGY IS STILL ON MORTGAGE NO. (And the MD, the bobblehead, literally lost their head, lol.)

Gibs is definitely feeling the stylistic difference. I personally don’t think it detracts from the game right now, and if anything, it can open new avenues for MCF to explore. Also, awwww it’s not our old buggy, but hey, I like the red!

MD: Okay… agency device. Better use this to scan for creepy crawly energies. I’m so sad it’s not something you can get attached to… MD: I’m pretty damn attached to my new car, thank you very much. Well, the windshield is already broken, so I think it’s been marked as “readily expendable” emotionally. :P (Machine sort of reminds me of the old machine from Huntsville, actually… which did appear again in… Rewind?)

Wow, that royal decree is like… a permission slip from mom. XD MD: Enough to get people’s attention, but not enough for them to treat me seriously. You would think with lives at stake, they would send something more official? MD: If they did, I might just be out of a job, because half of my job seems to involve waiting for people to get in trouble. Also, marking this officer Davis down as “guy who might get into trouble later and need rescuing”.

...Okay, you know what the device could have been? A portable TV head. MD: I will PUNT that metal box so hard if they handed me one! Missed moment of creepy, honestly.

“The agency never ceases to amaze me”??? MD: I meant that in both the “wow, I can’t believe this is what you used our money on!” and the “wow, I can’t believe this is where you used our money instead of that other really important thing we could have had” sense. Never cease to amaze you in how disappointed you are at them, then. MD: After our last security breach, yes.

Solved Case Files, omg. And you carry it on your car.XD MD: The therapist said I needed to “express my outrage” more healthily than arson. And you made the WORLD NEWS???? Whatever happened to being the most secretive person in the world?! MD: Shhhhh let them keep guessing… (Also, Bobblehead isn’t our MD, it seems. A case of mistaken identity. Awww….)

Guy in purple: I didn’t do anything wrong! Hm, this guy is sus… also, we’re in the UK, confirmed? MD: ...As if the name didn't’ give it already. Also, SIR, SIR, YOU DROPPED YOUR purse……. Well I guess it’s my purse now.

Tarot cards as collectibles! More Madame Fate coming up?

Wow, that police station entrance was a time machine. We’re back in modern-day old town England! MD: ….pattern on floor, sus… Aaaaand power outage. Cue bars. Policeman trapped. Oops. MD: Number of people that needed rescuing is now one, and is exactly as I predicted.

Police: Um, can you come closer? I dunno man, you behind bars, pretty sus. Maybe you’re not a real police. Police: Oh please. We talking real? How about your prove you’re the real Master Detective-- MD: *Hands Queen’s note* Police: Right that’ll work. (We didn’t get to flash our badge?!)

Wait, you’re in a ROYAL AGENCY??? Did you.... change agencies or something??? MD: After the last game, can you really blame me if a headhunter came asking? Me: No but… you work for the CROWN???? MD: Hey, if me collecting stories for Grandma Queen wasn’t obvious enough, I don’t know what else to say.

Wow, an ACTUAL FLASH DRIVE. We’re actually in modern day society. XD Albeit one with really industrial looking computers. (Now I need to go and check if the old games used floppy disks…)

Witness 1: It’s not like she has a crystal ball! Suspect purple: Yeah, I’m a fair owner. Girl Aisling is a fortune reader. ...Madame Fate, Madame FATE, MADAME FATE. MD: Okay, maybe that cat WAS Isis after all. Guy: She likes watching ravens. MD and I, simultaneously: FUCK.

I have to say, the puzzles are quite refreshingly different from ones that have appeared in the past. Me likey.

Gibs sees victim photo on autopsy table: What a handsome devil he is! Me: *Dies laughing and fails to make comments for a while*

Oh wow, you can write coherently again! Actual journals! Clear sketches! (Actual cutscene replay???? TWENTY POINTS.) MD: Therapy can be a wonderful thing sometimes. ...Please tell me you’re talking actual therapy and not “I got to explode a ship and the pirates on it” therapy. MD: Well, that counts as therapy still, right?

Okay Madame Fate, if you have a daughter, or this is your granddaughter, please just descend from heaven and let us know right now. (...wait, didn’t Madame Fate have a son? The really big eater guy? Franco!) That said, it says the veil of time, which might be an allusion to the Dark Veil too.

Omg a FAX MACHINE.

Davis: Right, good luck heading into town to the victim’s home! MD: Yep! Thanks for being a rare competent soul in this universe! Really appreciate the help-- [Rose street.] MD: ...Is it too late to turn back? Yes, yes it is entirely too late. 8D Let’s gooooooooo! MD: *sighs*.

SHADOW IN JAMES’ HOUSE! SHADOW! MD: Probably Nigel. He was sneaking around already.

MENTION Of CAT. CAT. MD: ...are you broken? ...Yes. (It’s nearing 1 am. So Kitty commentary might be retroactive below.)

Huh, HOP has sections that unlock objects like in Dark Parables. Neat!

Well, well, well, what do we have here? Small town drama as usual. MD: The predictable disappointment of human nature. Why can’t I just have cases that deal with that? No supernatural stuff, just little town murder mysteries. Little Town Mystery Case Files, coming to a store near you soon! (I���ll be honest, Grandma, I would play that once, just to have MD be completely paranoid over nothing actually supernatural.)

Santa Claus Beard Guy: I hope I didn’t scare you. MD: I’ve had undead grip me through the window. A little shadow doesn’t spook me. A family whose last name begins with a D though rattles them. MD: Please don’t give away my weaknesses so quickly...

Santa Guy: So the cat kicked my ass. Can you get me some medicine? MD: Sure thing. BTW, where is this cat, and how can I recruit it to kick the asses of my enemies?

Eeeeehhhh complex door puzzles are back! Except they are now complex cupboard puzzles.

WOOOOOOOOOW that’s a LYNX if I ever saw one! MD: Hey, remember how I say I’m not good with animals? Too bad, grab the pet carrier, you’ll need it. MD: ...please don’t scratch me. Cat: *Roars* MD: *flips shit, runs and hides*

James has visited the Museum of Mysteries… And what’s with the MCF crest in his diary??? MD: Wait… Allison? ALLISON THE REPORTER??? Omg, James is her BROTHER. THEY HAVE THE SAME LAST TIME EVEN OMG. MD: ……….. I’m NOT going to be the deliverer of this bad news. Hey MD, does that curse that surrounds people associated with you extend to their families? MD: Thank you for going where my brain didn’t want to, now kindly proceed no further. Just morbidly wondering…...

MD: They… they visited all the places that my cases took place. EVEN A HOUSE I REPORTED BURNED DOWN AND EXPLODED. AND THEN CAMPED OUT IN DIRE GROVE. MY GODS ALMIGHTY YOU TWO!!!! ...These siblings don’t have a lot of self-preservation sense, huh? MD: There are some things that should NOT run in the family. This is one of them. (I’ll be honest. Just… HOW can the MD process this kind of guilt??? Kudos to you, Grandma Studios. This is possibly the most evil story choice ever, and you went there. Slow, claps. Seriously. That said there is a small plothole here with James saying he was there when MD rescued Allison. I think that might be a translation/grammar error though.)

Journal: Oh btw John worked on the Ravenhearst manor restoration. MD: *grabs John* WHY. WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO ME AND TO THE WORLD?! John: Um….. it was work? MD: SOME PLACES ARE BETTER OFF GONE. Hey, look on the bright side. You can burn it down again as therapy! John: Oh btw, I made the elaborate locks-- MD: *Begins to strangle John* NO HOMICIDES MASTER DETECTIVE! You investigate them, not commit them! MD: TELL ME THAT AFTER I’M DONE.

MD: Okay, John. Let me be clear on one thing. You are now number one sus on my list of “The person that’s gonna betray me in the end” right now, and probably staying there. If you turn out to be one of the Dalimars or their crony in disguise, I will END YOU. Are we clear? John: ………… MD: What? John: You’re more terrifying than James’ cat--

*Another prevention of homicide later…* MD: Alright, fine. Containers, opened. Toy, fixed. “Cat”, got. Now take it and get out. John: Thanks, here is the final piece to that closet door that I totally have been keeping from you this whole time. ….Seriously???? MD: ….Like I said, top of my shitlist. *Reads the closet puzzle poem* On second thought GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE I HAVE QUESTIONS!

James is the greatest dork. He locked his special diary entries with a lock. I’m so sad we didn’t get to meet him in person. Though that said... MD: My gods, some common sense is really missing from this family’s mind. Seeds from the carnival?! A cube from probably dire grove??? How does it feel knowing you contributed indirectly to his demise? 8D MD: ...It’s like seeing someone win the Darwin award and feeling bad that you are the one handing the trophy to them.

Davis: Oh hey, a cassette? Let me go and get the camera for it. We’ll meet later! MD: Wait a second, you’re gonna end up dead if you do that! Davis: No, I’m gonna be fine! Here’s a ticket to the night market! Have fun! MD: …… ...More Darwin award nominations? MD: No. Awww….

Marge: Oh hi detective! Thank you for saving me and my daughter so many years ago! MD: …. Who are you again? *Goes to google* Oh, she’s that woman from Reverant’s Hunt…. MD: Ah, the gossip hen. My gods what’s with this town and its inhabitants… It’s like all the people connected to you which fate has yet to kill are all showing up again for a chance of going to the afterlife! 8Db MD: That would be the worst lottery ever. All in the life of being Master Detective’s friend! Forecast for percent of death: high! MD: *curls up in a corner to be depressed*

Nigel: What do you want? MD: Here are your seeds. Nigel: Okay I’m gone! MD: Right, now Aisling-- WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING. Crow: Caw-caw! MD: You, you’re not Crowlister, but if you are responsible, I will make you one very bald bird.

Okay, soooooo what do we do? MD: Removed what the device can. Guess we’re down to brewing this… tea... ...I think you need this tea more than her, honestly.

“I expect these MCF references now.” XD I think the 4th wall has just been shattered into oblivion.

Aisling: I see death all around you Master Detective! MD: Thank you for stating the obvious that has been made abundantly clear by the past hour and a half of plot. Davis: Hey waddap? MD: ….*breaks down sobbing* YOU’RE STILL ALIVE THANK GOODNESS! *hugs Davis* Davis: Um… what’s going… anyway, you should look at the video.

MD: Nigel! This video here suggests something. Want to talk before I make you? Nigel: This proves nothing! Now go away, I have preparations to-- Noooooooooo! *Nigel is swallowed by the earth* ……...MD? MD: NOT IT. WASN’T ME. DEFINITELY NOT ME! You saw that right, Davis? Davis: Oh no, he’s dead! Guess we’ll need to exhume him. MD: Now hold on, that reaction is just WAAAAAY TO BLAND.

(Watched a little bit ahead. I have some theories on who Aisling might be, since Gib’s thumbnail does appear to hint at it. We’ll see where it goes!)

(Aaaaand I was right!)

[Here ends entry one. Part two is going to be even more retroactive...]

[shannie-writes]

Shakespeare Route, Part 4 + Normal Avatar Checkpoint!

I’ll be putting all route content under a readmore cut, and will tag with (in detailed order) “chief’s bullshit summaries”, “shakespeare route spoilers”, “william shakespeare route spoilers”, “shakespeare route”, “william shakespeare route”, “ikemen vampire spoilers”, and “ikevamp spoilers”. Please feel free to block any and all of these tags, depending on which specific content tier you’re not wanting to see.

Part 4 - “Eternal Lovebook #1: Drink Poison”

- MC and Vincent arrive at the fancy fancy theatre and Vincent shows MC to their first class seating.

- Vincent: "Ya ever been to a play before?"

MC: "Nah, movie premiere nights are too expensive"

Vincent: "A wha now??"

MC: "Oh shit, forget I said anything. Rewind! I haven't been to a play, nope, no siree."

- MC looks around the packed theatre and starts to get anxious. Vincent is a fuckin' peach and reassures her that once the curtains rise and the play begins, all her worries will go away.

- Vincent: "Like magic"

MC: "Magic?"

Vincent: "Playwright magic"

- The curtains rise and we get a kickin' montage of Romeo and Juliet. MC has only ever seen the movie for it before (I bet it was the 1968 version eyyy) and by the final scene, she gets emotionally overwhelmed and pulls out another handkerchief from somewhere and dries her tears while everyone else gives applause

- Vincent asks if she's okay and she brushes him off and thinks about how fucking sad it is, and it hits her just how fleeting life and love can be

- ???: "I'm happy to see your tears"

MC: “wtf ohai Mr. Shakespeare”

- To nobody’s surprise, it’s Shakespeare! Apparently he’d been sitting behind them the whole damn time!

- He! Puts! His! Finger! On! Her! Lips!!!

- Shakes: “Shhhhh, just call me Will. I’m under a pseudonym, MC pls”

- She gets embarrassed by the mistake and feels the heat from both her blush and his finger on her lips, which he moves away all too soon.

- Vincent: “Yo, good to see you Will. The play was some good ol’ playwright magic again.”

Shakes: “Hehe, thanks Vincent. And what did you think of it, MC?”

MC: “As you can tell by my tears, it was so fuckin’ sad. Such a fleeting romance, only four days long. Wtf is up with that?? It was beautiful tho. But jeez, they had so much life they could have had together.”

Vincent: “Oh, yeah, wtf is up with that, Will?”

Shakes: “Because love burns brighter when it’s young. And with them dying young, it made their love beautiful and eternal”

MC: “Dude, that shit’s deep. But like, it’s impossible to love each other for eternity.”

Shakes: “Well, I think so, so tough shit. You can do whatever the hell you want on stage. Thanks for the feedback anyway tho, I wish the rest of those peons had your kind of response.”

MC: “Let them have their opinions, sheesh.”

Shakes: “lol okay. Well, peace out”

And he disappears into the leaving crowd.

- cut to outside the theatre where it’s crowded af.

MC: “Guess it’s busy after an event in any century lol”

Vincent: “Stay here, Imma go get us a carriage”

MC: “Aight”

- MC people watches and listens to them talk about the play. A set of noblemen walk out and catch her attention.

- Nobledick 1: “Isn’t that Director Will guy supposedly part of the royal family or some shit?”

Nobledick 2: “Well, I heard he’s just some redneck”

Nobledick 1: “A mystery for these young writers. This guy pretends like he’s some kind of reincarnation of William Shakespeare or some shit. *sniff* The play was pure shit.”

- MC decides she doesn’t want to listen anymore and turns away.

- Nobledick 2: “Well, I heard that this playwright is just a puppet, selling himself to Big Theatre for quick cash.”

- MC finds that she can’t stop listening anyway.

- Nobledick 1: “Whaddya mean?”

Nobledick 2: “Well, I heard he sacrificed a friend for his own creations.”

End Scene

Part 4 - Normal Avatar Checkpoint - “Eternal Lovebook #2: Ignore Gossip”

- blah blah, repeat of some of the Nobledick convo

- MC: That don’t make sense, Will makes friends with his creations, not the other way ‘round

- Nobledick 2: “One thing for sure, that guy has more than a few screws loose”

- Then the Nobledicks catch MC watching them and Nobledick 1 asks if she’s alone. Nobledick 2 asks if she’s a foreigner and they approach her.

- MC: Fuck this noise, I ain’t letting this happen to me a second damn time “No, I’m with my boyfriend and I ain’t leaving with you guys.”

- The Nobledicks look around to see that the streets are quite empty now and they grab her, saying they’re going to keep her with them until morning. She calls out for help and--

- Someone twists the man’s arm until he lets go!!

- Shakes: “Yo, wtf is this”

Nobledick 1: “And who tf are you?”

Shakes: “Oh, just some playwright with a few screws loose. Would you like to be my next sacrifices? I need some inspiration and noblemen like you would give me a pretty penny”

MC: Holy shit, he says this shit with a cold smile the whole damn time

Nobledick 1: “Fuuuuuuck this noise, let’s scram!”

Nobledick 2: “Wait for meeeeeee!”

- Will goes all soft again as he looks at MC.

Shakes: “You okay? Why tf are you alone?”

MC: “Vince went to get us a carriage or something”

- MC is wowed by Shakes being her hero again and how she kinda sorta a little bit feels sorry for those Nobledicks.

- MC: “So what if those rumors about you spread?”

Shakes: “There’s no ground on those rumors lol they won’t get far. And oh, what great timing, there’s Vincent”

- MC turns to see Vincent waving at her from across the street.

- Shakes: “Get goin’, girl. Stay by Vincent if you know what’s good for you.”

MC: “Thanks again for saving me. G’night.”

Shakes: “Yeh, ttyl”

- MC leaves and Will watches them go until they’re out of sight.

- Shakes: “I thought she was just some weak woman but this is actually pretty exciting.  ...But those rumors have been spreading…”

End Scene

[juju-on-that-yeet]

It Takes a Village, Chapter 8/12

The Jims decide to film a documentary about Yandere’s condition. It’s exactly what you’d expect.

YA I KNOW I’M A DAY LATE DON’T @ ME

But yeah, after the last couple chapters I figured y’all needed a break from angst nwn”

Tags: @tired-eldritchhorror @peribloke (ask to be tagged)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7

Read on AO3!

Enjoy!

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The film opens without a title card, credits, or any sort of introduction. On the screen is Reporter Jim, already going somewhere, microphone in hand. The camera shakes slightly as the cameraman–Cameraman Jim, no doubt–follows RJ along. RJ appears to be in a hallway of Ego Inc., the exact hall is not determinable.

“We have some exciting news, today, Jim!” RJ says, excited but whispering, “So exciting, that we can’t just make a news segment! No, this is too good! So this is gonna be a documentary!” He suddenly quiets and hides behind a corner, as does CJ. “Shh, Jim!” he insists. CJ makes a small noise of confusion from behind the camera.

Ed Edgar walks by, and despite their hiding, sees them immediately.

“The hell are you boys doin’?” he asks.

“Secret-filming!” RJ exclaims. He remembers he’s supposed to be quiet, and whispers, “We’re making a documentary! There’s a scoop that deserves even more than Jim News!”

“…You mean Yan–”

“Shhhhh! No spoilers, Cowboy Jim!!”

“I ain’t no cowboy, I don’t know why you knuckleheads keep callin’ me that.”

“We’re looking for the scoop!” RJ holds the microphone to Ed. “Do you know where to find it?”

“In the clinic, I reckon,” Ed says, a little disgruntled at the microphone in his face. “Now git! I ain’t got time for yer shenanigans!”

RJ dashes off and the camera follows, bouncing as CJ runs. RJ keeps looking back to the camera to speak.

“Good, good, a lead!” he pants, “Let’s go find the scoop!”

Their running pauses as they get into an elevator. RJ presses the button for the third floor, and they go up. RJ says nothing, and neither does CJ. There’s no cut, no skip ahead, just several long moments as the elevator goes up, hits the third floor, stops, and opens. Then the frenetic pace kicks up again as RJ rushes down the empty hallway. When he reaches the clinic, he suddenly stops, and the camera crashes into him. Amidst the rustling, a tiny “Ow, Jim!” from RJ is heard, and then the camera pulls back to a normal distance–well, normal to the Jims. The view is so close that only RJ’s face is visible.

“Okay, Jim,” RJ whispers, “We’re about to see the scoop! And get the scoop! But not physically–news-ically! You ready?” The camera moves up and down. “Okay, let’s go!”

RJ opens the door to the clinic, revealing Dr. Iplier sitting at a desk, typing on a laptop. Yandere sits near his feet, playing with some wooden blocks. The camera zooms in on him as close as it can.

“It’s incredible!” RJ exclaims, still trying to be quiet. Yandere looks up from his blocks in the camera’s direction. “Stabby Jim has been transformed into a Tiny Jim!”

“What–” Dr. Iplier’s voice is heard, though the camera continues to focus on Yandere.

“It’s Jim News, Doctor Jim!” RJ says, no longer being quiet. “It’s better than Jim News! It’s a documentary about Stabby Jim!”

Dr. Iplier sighs.

“A documentary, huh?” he asks, sounding resigned. His arms come into view as he picks up Yandere, and the camera follows him up, shaking a lot due to how zoomed in the lenses are. “What exactly were you planning to do?”

“Observe and report!” RJ answers, “And maybe interview! That’s what happens in documentaries, right?” Presumably, CJ nods. “This is historic, Doctor Jim!” RJ continues, “The first documentary made by Jim News!”

“Well, look, I don’t have time for interviewing,” Dr. Iplier says. Yandere sits happily in his arms, looking up at him while he talks. “But…I guess you two can stay in here and film if you really want to. As long as Yandere doesn’t leave this room, and you two are careful with him, I’ll allow it.”

“Yes sir!” RJ exclaims. The camera zooms in away from Yandere and turns to RJ, as close as before, if not closer. “We’re still secret-filming,” he whispers conspiratorially, “We’re observing Stabby Jim in his natural state! Doctor Jim has declined to comment. But we have pre-recorded interviews to give us more of the details! Cut to the interviews Ji–”

The scene abruptly cuts to a second of static, which then cuts to Bim sitting in Wilford’s Warfstache Tonight stage. Words fade in along the bottom of the screen: “Bim Jim: Show Host, Magic-Haver.” Bim’s expression shows some annoyance.

“Look,” he says, “I don’t know what Wilford told you, but this is not my fault. It was so obviously his magic that turned Yandere into a baby, but I still got tossed in the void for my trouble. And then I got stuck in there again after Wilford tried to make me babysit him–no thanks to you two. I’m not saying any more than that. I’m not looking to get punished by Dark a third time for bad-mouthing him.”

Another cut to static, and then to Wilford, sitting in the same stage. He appears as his typical happy self, with the words “Pink Jim: Show Host, Shooty Expert” on the bottom of the screen.

“Well, Bim did it, everyone knows that. But I don’t mind it! Yanny’s real cute as a baby, though he’s a bit of a pain to babysit. Bim coulda handled him just fine if he’d given it a shot! Between you and me, I don’t think Yanny likes him that much. You should’ve seen the first time he tried to carry him! Yan was squirming and whining up a storm, and he started pulling Bim’s hair! It was peak comedy, I tell ya.”

The camera cuts again, to static and then back to the clinic. The words “Dramatic Reenactment” are emblazoned in slightly transparent font in the bottom left corner of the screen. Yandere is being held by RJ, and is clearly unhappy about it. He squirms in his arms, grabbing at his hair and yanking.

“Ow! Holy Jim, ow!” RJ yells as Yandere pulls his hair. “D-did you get the shot, CJ? Was it good?”

The camera moves up and down as Dr. Iplier’s voice and approaching footsteps are heard off-screen.

“Hey, what are you doing? I told you to be careful, let him–”

The camera cuts to Yandere back on the floor, playing happily with his blocks. The “Dramatic Reenactment” banner is gone. RJ is near Yandere, almost on his belly on the floor, holding the microphone to Yandere.

“Can you give us some words about the situation, Stabby Jim?” RJ asks.

Yandere looks at him and at the microphone, before dropping his block and batting the microphone, resulting in muffled thumps. He leans forward and bites the end of it, making a wet noise, and starts chewing, causing loud rustling.

“Very true, very true,” RJ says, nodding seriously. “Now, Stabby Jim, is it true that you were kidnapped a few days ago? The Jim News viewers want to know!”

Yandere stops chewing and looks at him, tilting his head.

“Excellent, but give us more! Give us the real nitty-gritty!”

“Sibew come,” Yandere says, “We fie!” He throws his hands in the air to demonstrate.

“Amazing!” RJ exclaims, “Perhaps we will talk to Hero Jim next!”

CJ’s hand briefly comes into view as he taps RJ’s shoulder. RJ looks at him as flickers of CJ’s signing can be seen at the edge of the screen. There’s not enough for the viewer to see what he’s saying, but RJ can see, and nods.

“We’ve received breaking news that Hero Jim is unavailable for comment, and probably will be all day, on account of his hero-ing,” RJ says, “So we will continue to observe Yandere and report all goings-on!”

The camera turns towards Yandere and zooms in as far as it can go. As the lens get closer to Yandere, his face scrunches up and he tries to turn his head away. But a few moments later, the camera is fully zoomed out, so close to Yandere that only half his face is visible. He whines in annoyance and grabs the camera with one hand, his thumb poking the lens and smudging the glass.

“No, Stabby Jim, don’t touch the camera!” RJ cries. The camera starts to shake as RJ begins steering it out of Yandere’s grip.

The footage cuts to Dr. Iplier setting Yandere in a high chair, with RJ hovering nearby. Dr. Iplier is clearly annoyed.

“What’s happening now, Doctor Jim?” RJ asks as he pushes the microphone at Dr. Iplier.

“I’m feeding him lunch,” Dr. Iplier says, “I figured that was obvious.” He straps Yandere into his seat as the camera moves closer, getting a view of the straps and buckles.

“What does Stabby Jim eat?” RJ asks, “Does he have Big Jim teeth to eat with, or Tiny Jim teeth?”

“He’s a baby, RJ. He has some teeth but he can’t eat like an adult yet.” Dr. Iplier frowns. “Wait, I already told you no interviews. I need to give Yandere his lunch, you and CJ entertain yourselves.”

“We’re very entertained! Right, CJ?”

The camera shakes up and down. Dr. Iplier sighs.

Still, he proceeds with feeding Yandere as the camera rolls and a music track begins to play; the cheerful ukulele tune found in YouTube videos. Yandere does most of the work himself, grabbing handfuls of cheerios and applesauce and shoving them in his mouth, despite Dr. Iplier’s attempts to spoon-feed him the applesauce. He has a sippy cup full of milk that he takes and drinks from occasionally, using both hands to hold it up. Dr. Iplier’s annoyance with the Jims quickly melts away into affection and humor as he watches Yandere, keeping him from dropping or knocking food onto the floor and making sure he doesn’t put too much in his mouth at once, eventually giving up on spoon-feeding him applesauce.

RJ, who has moved out of the view of the camera to let the scene play out, speaks up in a whisper.

“This is probably what happens every day when Stabby Jim has to eat! Tiny Jims are incredible marvels of nature, aren’t they, Jim?”

The camera shakes a little as CJ likely nods, and the filming continues for a few more moments.

“Now, let’s hear some words from other people close to Stabby Jim on the situation!”

There’s a cut to what seems to be pre-recorded footage, and the cheery music stops. Onscreen is Google Chrome, standing in the control room with RJ’s microphone in his face, inches away from his scowl. A banner along the bottom says “Red Jim: Robot, Grumpypants.”

“Yeah, Yandere’s a baby,” Chrome says, “Who cares? He’ll change back soon. Go bother someone else.”

“But how do you feel about it?” RJ persists, pushing the microphone even closer. The camera moves closer as well. Chrome’s scowl deepens, and his eyes start to glow red.

“I feel like I’m going to take your microphone and shove it down your throat if you idiots don’t get out of my face right now.”

RJ yelps and dashes out of view, and the camera follows in jerky, shaky movements.

Another cut shows RJ outside of Darkiplier’s office, crouched down as if hiding, even though the door to the office is closed. Although Dark is not on screen, his banner appears along the bottom anyway: “Dark Jim: Big Boss, Demon(?)”

“We need to tread very carefully, Jim!” RJ whispers. The camera zooms in claustrophobically close to him as he talks. “Dark Jim can give us lots of news, but he’s also scary and grumpy! So we need to be good Jims!”

“What do you want?” Dark growls from inside his office. RJ jumps, as does the camera, and the lens zoom out as RJ stands up.

“It’s the Jims!” RJ calls through the door. “We’re doing a special documentary about Stabby Jim! Can you give us a few words?” He pauses. “Pretty please?”

“No.”

“Oh, pretty pretty please, Dark Jim? Pretty please with Jim on top?”

“The only thing I’m giving you two is five seconds to stop interrupting my work and leave me in peace.”

“But Dark Jim–!”

“One.”

The camera lens suddenly cracks all the way across with a loud snap, startling a cry of fear from both Jims.

“Two.”

“Run, Jim, run!” RJ shouts, and the screen blurs behind the crack as the pair flee.

The footage cuts back to the clinic, and the view is close to the floor. The camera seems to have been set on the ground still running. CJ is on screen instead of behind the camera, laying on his stomach and propping himself up on his elbows. Yandere is sitting across from him, putting a block down as he looks at CJ.

Hi, CJ mouths, giving Yandere a little wave. Without the spoken greeting, Yandere seems a bit confused, reaching out and grabbing two of CJ’s fingers. CJ laughs and lets Yandere pull his hand closer to himself. Yandere looks at CJ’s hand with great concentration, before pulling his fingers into his mouth to chew on. At that, CJ makes a small noise to stop him and pulls his hand away. He shakes his head at Yandere, but Yandere just grins and starts to giggle. He reaches for CJ’s hand again, but CJ doesn’t seem to mind. He starts to laugh a little, too as Yandere grabs his hand again.

One cut later, CJ has apparently given up on getting Yandere not to chew his hand, because the baby is happily gnawing away at the fingers on his left hand. CJ now sits cross-legged facing the camera, his hand off to the side in Yandere’s hold. The view suggests that the camera is off the ground, now on a tripod or some other sort of stand keeping it still.

“What’s it like getting chewed on, CJ?” RJ asks from behind the camera. Despite his question, his tone is completely serious. CJ’s expression is almost equally serious as he signs in response, finger-spelling with his free hand.

“Weird and gummy.” He grimaces as Yandere bites down particularly hard. “But also toothy.”

“Amazing! He must be teething! Perhaps that’s why he chews on the blocks! We’ve cracked the case, Jim!”

“Did it…really need cracking?”

“Hey!” Dr. Iplier interjects from off-screen. “Don’t let Yandere chew on your fingers! That has to hurt, and your fingers have germs from carrying around that camera all day!”

“He started it!” CJ signs quickly, ending with pointing to Yandere.

“I don’t doubt that,” Dr. Iplier concedes, voice getting a little louder as he comes closer, “But you can’t just let him do whatever he wants, especially if it’s not good for either of you.”

CJ nods, somewhat reluctant, and pulls his hand out of Yandere’s mouth. Yandere whines in protest at first, but Dr. Iplier comes into view, scooping Yandere off the ground as CJ gets up. There’s a cut, but to the same scene, and the camera quality and white balance are slightly different, indicating that RJ is now filming using a small camcorder. It shows Dr. Iplier ruffling Yandere’s hair to distract him from losing CJ’s hand, and CJ standing next to him, looking at his hand. The camcorder zooms in on CJ’s hand, which is slightly pruney from Yandere’s drool and has indents in several places from his baby teeth. Dr. Iplier’s hand enters the frame as well, taking CJ’s hand and turning it over to get a good look.

“Well, at least Yan didn’t break the skin,” Dr. Iplier muses, “We would’ve had a biohazard contamination on our hands.” He pauses. “So to speak.”

“Even as a Tiny Jim, Stabby Jim is still a powerful warrior!” RJ exclaims from behind the camcorder. “Instead of stabbing with a stabby, he stabs with his chompers! Such innovation!” The camera pulls away from CJ’s hand to focus on Yandere, still in Dr. Iplier’s arms. “Do you have anything to add, Stabby Jim?”

Yandere just laughs and reaches out his arms, as though he wants to grab the camcorder right out of RJ’s hands.

The film stops there on a freeze frame and credits begin to roll as the ukulele music from earlier plays. Every role is credited to “Jim,” aside from the other egos featured who are credited as playing themselves.

The screen goes black as the film ends. RJ and CJ, standing on either side of the computer screen the film was playing on, turn to Bim and Wilford, who are sitting across from it.

“Well?” asks RJ. “What do you think?”

There’s a long pause. Wilford is stroking his moustache in thought, and Bim is stone-faced and put out.

“That was the worst documentary I’ve ever seen,” Bim says, deadpan. RJ and CJ pout.

“But,” Wilford puts in, “It’s extremely entertaining.”

“Was it informative? Newsical?” RJ asks.

“Very!”

RJ cheers, and CJ beams. Bim shakes his head with a grin.

“You two are so weird. Tell you what, if you let me market this as a comedy video instead of a documentary, I’ll play a clip of it on Hire My Ass. Pretend it’s from a sponsor.”

“I think I’m gonna put the whole thing on Warfstache Tonight,” Wilford muses, “It’ll be a special episode! Everyone loves baby videos, it’ll be a hit!”

“Thank you, Pink Jim! And you too, Bim Jim!” RJ exclaims as CJ excitedly signs the same. The twins tackle-hug them both, making Wilford laugh and Bim yelp with surprise.

“No trouble at all, boys!” Wilford says.

“Hey, watch the hair!” Bim cries.

After the twins leave, giving Bim and Wilford USB drives of their film, Wilford turns to Bim with a grin.

“I’m glad they had fun with Yanny! Maybe they’ll be friends when he turns back to normal.”

“I doubt it,” Bim says, smoothing out his hair, “They’re kinda scared of Yandere, and I don’t blame them.” He shudders. “I feel like he’d stab me if he thought it would make Dark like him more.”

“Aw, c’mon Bim, what’s a little stabbing between friends?” Wilford laughs, putting an arm around Bim’s shoulder and ruffling his hair, messing it up again.

Bim shouts indignantly and struggles to escape Wilford’s arm around him as Wilford guffaws loudly.

[quilloftheclouds]

Storyteller Saturday! — If one pivotal element of your OCs history/life was altered or simply didn’t happen at all, how different would they be from how they are now? Would they change at all? What would that pivotal element be?

Answer is under the cut because Quill loved this question so much that they could’t help but spoil things (and is also very long too)~

I MEAN DEPENDING ON WHO WE’RE TALKING ABOUT HERE, THERE COULD BE A WHOLE HECKIN’ ‘NOTHER ASCENDANT BUT YOU KNOW

(They don’t come in until much later though so shhhhh)

But if we’re talking main crew, Celestine actually has an AU I’m writing for this! It’s called Violet Lightning and I already talked to you a bit about it but uh! Yeah! It’s basically where someone was kidnapped in Celestine’s place, so she’d grow up (and I mean that quite literally–she’d actually look like an adult) in very similar circumstances to the canon lifestyle of the character that was switched with her, and vice versa! Of course, she’d still have her fear of water so… that would be a bit of an issue, but she’d have a lot more experience with being on ships to the point where she would have far better coping strategies for it. Also her magic would be way stronger!

Personality-wise, she’d be far more pretentious and formal about things, but that mischievous spark and general brattiness is never gonna leave her nope. 

In canon, Colin’s mother left him and his father when he was around three years old. Inexplicably, randomly, for no known reason–aside from the terribly hurtful rumors that she had found a better man, or that her husband had abused her, or that she was involved in criminal or otherwise “not good” activity. His father… wasn’t the nicest to him as a result, and long story short: the kid ran away and joined a pirate crew.

If she hadn’t’ve left, well… Colin might very well have been found on the opposite side of this war. I’d say he wouldn’t be too different in personality, though he would be a good deal less friendly and cheerful.

Also per the Violet Lightning AU, Phoenix would likely be a pirate captain!! When she was down in the slumps just after her Auntie’s passing, she was… really down in the slumps. During this time, Io was third mate on board the Compass and found her (and stepped in against some bullies). She saw the hidden potential in Chichi and offered her a job! Though this was done originally without her captain’s permission, all turned out well and Chichima became a deckhand on board a Navy ship–but what would’ve happened had Io never found her? She’d eventually find her way to sailing the sea somehow, but likely not through as legal means…

She’s a lot more brash, a lot more cocky, and a lot less open to listening to people. That compassion and love of fire will always remain, though! It’s what got her to that position in the first place~

And holy heck there are. SO MANY I could change for Dione! Uhhhhh. I mean. Probably the most “likely” difference would be that she never found her half-sibling! This was her first kinda eye-opening to the fact that what she was doing… wasn’t really all the goodness she thought it was. Major spoiler but uh. She would have remained working with The Scientist, and probably would’ve actually married Damini? and holy heck a lotta people would’ve paid with their lives.

Guilt would be erased. Dione would be a genuine villain. A heckin’ super powered one, too. omo’

ANYWAYS THANKS FOR THE ASK

[xuhoon]

how you met: Soonyoung

hi guys! this is the first thing im posting~ its a bullet point how-you-met-soonyoung drabble. im thinking of making this a series so let me know what you think! <3

fluff, 1825 words

Soonyoung Flower Shop au

How you met Soonyoung, the cheery chipper cutie working in the local floral shop/part café

Soonyoung tends to the flowers and helps create bouquets for order

The café has a few waiters and baristas but it’s a small add-on, mostly for a coffee and a sweet

Waiters: Wonwoo, Joshua, Jun

Baristas: Jeonghan, Seungkwan

Latte Artists: Minghao, Mingyu

Florists: Soonyoung, Seokmin

Cashiers: Hansol at florist, Chan at café

Managers: Seungcheol at café, Jihoon at florist

Sometimes students would come and enjoy the cute atmosphere but it was the types to be alone because it was a small space and a bunch of friends would tip the balance.

Wonwoo was your regular waiter, Minghao was your regular maker of cute latte art

One day you came in when Soonyoung was redoing the tiny floral centerpieces for the tables and he was so friendly it caught you off guard

He asked how you felt about the new arrangement of a peony, a white rose, and some baby’s breath

“They’re pretty bridal, aren’t they?”

“Oh, you’re right. Well, that’s what spring flowers are mostly used for!”

“Maybe add some colored roses?”

“A special pop of color different at each table! I like it!”

Wonwoo interrupted to take your order, which you found gracious and Soonyoung found annoying, but Wonwoo just smiled and stuck his tongue at the flower boy

“So, y/n, what would you like today? Minghao is out with bad allergies, he kept sneezing off the foam art yesterday. Of course, we couldn’t sell those so Mingyu took over per the boss’s orders. I understand if you want to try another drink while your artist is recovering.” Common banter like this was a fun gag you two have.

“That’s okay, tell Mingyu to surprise me. He can come say hi when he has his break.”

“Any sweets today?”

“Maybe later, that’s all for now.”

“One latte with surprise art, coming up!”

Mingyu was really sweet, but wasn’t great at coming up with his own ideas

Minghao liked to do all sorts of stuff, mostly using you for practice but you never minded because everything he did was fantastic

So Mingyu decided to pull Soonyoung to the side and ask if he could have one of the table displays to copy

Ugh you thought that was the sweetest thing ever because he saw you talking to Soonyoung and thought, why not make the flower display you helped with?

But really

Mingyu was like: “Soonie, isn’t that the regular you like?”

“Aha shit what how did you know?”

“I clearly remember you asking Wonwoo to slip in ‘Hey y/n, what’s your favorite flower?’”

“ahaha what, I didn’t”

“You did, I clearly remember telling you peony,” “Wonwoo when did you get there?!”

“And what’s in the display’s this week?” “Seungkwan go back to making Americanos”

Seungkwan’s famous “hmph”

Hansol staring across the flower shop and laughing at Seungkwan even though no one knew he was watching whoops verkwan is pining

“That is not why I included peonies!” “Dude, I’m already done with the design. Wonwoo, will you take this to Soonie’s crush?”

“I don’t! She isn’t my, I don’t like her!”

everyone standing within 5 ft of them “suuuure”

so Wonwoo gives you your drink and says it was inspired by your contribution to the displays, but also mentions that Soonyoung has been eyeing you ever since he saw you walk in for the first time and complimented him and Seokmin for their showcases

“w-what?”

“Why’d you think he was changing the flowers at that time when he usually does it earlier in the day?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about”

basically, both of you are denying anything and it makes great entertainment for the staff

Minghao comes back the next day, having taken lots of allergy meds so he doesn’t mess up

You and he are pretty close friends so you go and sit by the counter so you can talk to him, and you tell him everything that happened when he was gone

“oh, I do love the new floral designs for the tables”

“that isn’t the point of the story, Hao!”

“I know but I love to tease you. So, are you gonna ask him out?”

“Me? What? How dare—I don’t like him. The audacity!”

“You like him”

so, the moment you really realize you like him is quite the moment

Seokmin and Soonyoung were getting a bouquet ready for a client and they started acting like grandpa and grandma

You were told that this was quite a normal occurrence when they were fulfilling orders

At first, you laughed at the two silly boys, but then you could stop staring at the indigo-haired grandma

“oh no… WONWOO!”

“ok so this is the moment when you realize you like him? When he’s acting like a grandma with Seokmin? y/n…”

“I don’t need your shit, woo, I’ll go tell Minghao”

Wonwoo and Minghao are laughing up a storm which attracts the two florists’ attention

“Soonyoung, can you come here for a second?” you’re too busy blushing like crazy to know who called him over

“Uh, yeah. One second!” he bolted over with his bright smile and hair pushed back in a snapback oh god that look, you thought you were drooling (you were)

this all happened so fast you didn’t notice that Wonwoo dyed his hair darker until Soonyoung pointed it out

another sign you were only paying attention to “Soonie”

you were so embarrassed because Minghao and Wonwoo sold you out, so you ran out of the café

Soonyoung thought of running after you, but instead he made you a bouquet of flowers to cheer you back up, but also to ask you out with his sweet honey voice

When you came back the next day, you bundled up and got your latte to-go with no art

You walked up to the cashier, Chan, who was excited to see you

“y/n!”

“SHHHHH”

“what’s wrong?”

“I can’t be seen but I need my coffee”

“Oh, well, okay. If this has anything to do with yesterday I’ll keep you a secret”

“thanks. Just tell Seungkwan to make me a latte with no art.”

When Seungkwan calls for a latte, you go to the pick-up counter and swipe the latte off the counter and rush out

“Chan, was that y/n?”

“She asked me not to tell you, but here I am telling you.” 

“It’s unlike her to get anything to go.” 

“after yesterday?”

“shit you right” 

Soonyoung was disappointed that he didn’t see you, but he and Seokmin continued to work anyways. The bouquet for you was waiting in the back.

The day went on like normal, but Soonyoung wasn’t his chipper self. You usually spend hours in the café, so most of the staff missed you too. Instead of being at the café, you were just in your dorm unsure of what to do.

After Hao’s shift, he came to visit you to tell you that the café felt really empty.

“I know that wasn’t cool of Wonwoo and I, but you both like each other! I know you’d never make the first move.”

“I’m a wuss, Minghao, I could never!”

“Well, Soonyoung needed to know you liked him too so he is able to.”

“…what are you planning?”

“Me? Nothing. Soonyoung? I don’t know but it’s something.”

So Minghao leaves because you’re freaking out, knowing that something is going to happen, you just don’t know what

After another day of sulking in your room with your heart pounding out of your chest, Wonwoo texts you that it’s a slow day and that you should come back to familiar scenery

You thought, shit

But really, Wonwoo just wanted you back in the shop and it had nothing to do with Soonyoung preparing to ask you out the next time he saw you

Spoiler he does

You get ready to leave the dorm and realize you dressed up a bit more than normal. Yes, you’re whipped. But so is he so it’s okay.

It’s time to face that bubbly boy that makes your heart explode!

You walk in to the café and take a seat, all too quietly. Wonwoo basically yells out “Y/n!” and you’re blushing like crazy because all the staff turned around to see you

Soonyoung was like “SHE’S HERE?” and everyone’s laughing because they knew what he was gonna do (drop the flowers)

Jk he doesn’t drop them, he accidentally knocks over the vase holding your bouquet, which sucks because he was planning to keep them back there so you could take them healthy. Don’t worry, he took the flowers out before it fell. But Jihoon is angry because he broke a vase.

So Soonyoung is blushing like crazy in the back room while Seokmin is trying to shove him out, all while Jihoon has to clean up the mess per usual

Seokmin finally succeeds and Soonyoung is pushed into the middle of the café with his hands full of flowers (im so soft oh my god)

You’re blushing so you try to hide it by drinking your (very hot) coffee and you burn your tongue, causing you to flinch a bit

Soonyoung notices and rushes to make sure you’re okay because he’s a caring baby

He basically drops the bouquet on the table to check if you’re okay and lifts your chin up to look into your eyes, which makes you blush

Soonyoung is brought back to reality and carefully picks up the bouquet

He hands it to you while nervously giggling, hoping that you like them

You love them, taking the bouquet in your hands as your eyes sparkle at his.

“I’m sorry about my embarrassing friends, but at least they helped us confess, right?”

“Yeah, I guess so…” you’re trying to hide the blush but it’s not working

“With that out of the way, would you like to go out with me? I’d love to know you better.”

Your face is filled with the brightest smile as you graciously accept his offer, and he pulls you into a warm hug. You felt like melting, the hug was so warm and comfortable.

Before you could talk any longer, Jihoon was yelling from the floral department, “SOONYOUNG ITS TIME TO GET BACK TO WORK!”

He quickly sat you back down, apologized for the “little man who’s always angry,” and gave you a quick peck on the forehead

“Wait, Soonyoung! When do you get off your shift?”

“6 tonight, how about dinner?”

“Sounds like a date.” You finished up, smiling, and headed back to your dorm. You placed the flowers in a long vase on your desk, admiring how he arranged the bouquet. There’s a little card stuck in the middle of the bouquet that read: MY NAME’S SOONYOUNG, CALL ME SOON ~ ★

You laugh, knowing you’d see him tonight anyway.

[aintzane411]

spoilers for voltron season 4 under the cut!

Episode 1:

BOM keith!!! We knew about it but still aaaa

why is everyone being a dick to keith let him live

theyre keeping him so busy just let him take a nap

btw this is 100% not real shiro this is a clone this is wrong

i need a hairspray AU with coran as corny collins

lance had to have been a theatre kid cmon

why does kolivan’s mask have 3 eye holes? he doesnt have 3 eyes does he? 

other guy has 3 eye holes too

rip other guy

i s2g keith is gonna get back and everyone’s gonna rip into him but this poor boy just needs some oxygen and a nap jfc

coran laser noises!!!

NOT! MY! SHIRO!

ew ka//ura like kudos to shippers but *sigh*

keiths bom suit lowkey looks like he has boobs like i am totally here for trans!keith yes pls

kolivan insists he doesnt bind during missions bc its dangerous and that just adds to his stress levels poor bby

there are. furries in this rebellion. god damn it

“undetected” my boy keith doesnt do “undetected” guys

pls just let keith be happy omg

whyyyy are they furries??? like the artists knew what they were doing cmon

im gonna cry if this is actually shiro like i love kuron to death but please no

im so scared omg

let! keith! rest!!!

“he can finally be the leader i was unable to be” god keith ily im sorry babe

sheith hug!!!! leading into a group hug!!!!

but lets be real im terrified like keith is leaving the team what the fuck

Episode 2:

aaaa flashback!!! Katie!!!

o shit this is called Reunion we’re gonna find matt this episode!!!

ill punch this kid callin pidge a nerd fight me bro

MATT FLASHBACK

pidge is so cute holy fucking shit

also tag yourself im matt’s “big fucking muscles”

ooh heres the scene they showed at nycc does that mean the kaltenecker scene is in the season too?

my smol smart child im love her

smol smart badass child

stop! misgendering! my! child!

pls give pideg her brother back 

“paladin pidge” how cute

IM LOVE PIDGE

plant gun!

portable xray!

o shit matt was an officer!!!

i like how matt’s “rebel officer transponder” picture is him in the galra prison gear lol

omg matt “what the garrison doesnt know wont hurt them” i love

“what dad doesnt know wont hurt him” MATT

im gonna scream if matts dead

dont you dare

theres still 9 minutes left dont you dare

FUCK

please plesae please please god

FUCK THESE FUCKING WRITERS

STUPID EMOTIONAL WHIPLASH JFC

its almost 3am and im glad im emotionally dead inside or else i would have cried like 4 times already

THERE HE IS

omg its just like ree’s canon holy shit lol

there he is holy shit thank god

this is. so pure.

ofc matt has a bounty on his head jfc

“lets show this guy what the holts are made of” god fucking bless

ok now you guys gotta find sam too cmon

niceeee good work guys damn

SCIENCE NERDS OMG

Episode 3:

okay pidge has her brotehr now lets get my boys back in the right lions kthx

ok so after rewatching s3 i think haggar and zarkon are possessed by these creatures

omg. omg matt is straight for allura wtf this is the Last Thing I Expected

shatt hug!!

technically kuratt hug but shhhhhhhh

omg lance calm down

oh boy here comes super zombie zarkon rip

“wayward son” omg

milkshake reference yes

wait please give me langst and have lance feel like hes being replaced by matt please i need more langst in my life

omfg kaltenecker scene!!!!

its even better than the clip omfg

i want lotor to come to the good side i want him to be a good guy let him have mommy issues with keith

yessss bls tell hunk how much of a genius he is thank

oh nooooo i bet pidge normally plays the game with lance but shes busy with matt aaaaa D:

i changed my mind i dont want langst

second ship??? oh boy

third??? OH BOY

matt needs to wash his hair

smelly boy

shoutout to ree and matt

i need more info on shiro/kuron omfg please

YASS PIDGE UPGRADE VOLTRON WITH CLOAKING YES

omg omg matt is gonna pilot green holy shit

damn rip narti there goes our main physically disabled character besides shiro ugh

WHERE IS KEITH BRING MY BOY BACK

omg i think lotor is gonna end up on team voltron whoa

Episode 4:

WHERE! IS! SHIRO!!!

WHERE! IS! KEITH!!!

“besides playing keith is really easy, just act moody” dont call me out like this

ok lance was 100% a theater kid but always an ensemble member never a lead, for which he was bitter about and made up for the fact by being way too over the top as an ensemble

is. is coran gonna do drugs?????? what the fuck????

omg corans room is adorable

ewewewewew brain bug omfg ew

space mall!!

omfg his fucking accent jfc

hunk “well it rhymes so its gotta be true” ily hunk

please never use any of this advice for real theater stuff smh

stick alien!

omfg an “on ice” performance holy shit

fuckin stick alien zarkon and haggar holy shit

careful guys you might break an arm

like i did smh

“loverboy lance” beautiful

“SHIRO THE HERO” THANK

even tho its not shiro but shhhhh

stop! throwing! hunk! under! the! bus!!!

the fact that no one is questinoing coran’s personality just proves that none of them would notice the subtle changes between shiro and kuron so the theory still stands

jesus christ fucking meta “except for you shiro youre the most popular character ill never get rid of you” fuck you writers

varkon! mermaids!

i miss keith :(

ep 4 moral of the story: dont do drugs kids

let! bibobi! live!!!!

Episode 5:

yesss give me keith!!!!!

omg voltron and bom and rebels are all doing a big mission together yes

me: suddenly remembers the “and lance dies so theres that” interview also me: panics

ROLO!!!

different VA??? not norman reedus i think???

hunk! being! badass! yes!!!!

im still v suspicious of this shiro smh

FEMALE GALRA COMMANDER!!!!

shes pretty oh no

why tf does there gotta be furries in the rebellion

oh fuck i almost thought matt died jfc

this commander looks like a steven universe diamond

KEITH MY BOY!!!!!

bby im proud of you for training with the bom but im so glad youre back aaaaaaaa

babe there he is aaaa!!!!!! im love keith!!!!!

now give me the real shiro jfc

and get lance back in the blue lion jfc

i s2g if matt dies

i s2g if lance dies

eyyy hell yeah go acxa

eyyy hell yeah go keith

this is going too well something is gonna happen im so scared

im really scared damn

Episode 6:

hhhhhh im terrified oh boy here we go

this one is called a new defender oh fuck

white lion?!?!?!

will keith be the white paladin?!!?!?!?!!

i just really want everyone back in their original spots bls

wait wtf is going on i zoned out for a bit its 4am

its gonna be those alternate reality being things again istnt it

lance “what are those” nice meme reference

shiro now is not the time to stay behind and analyze fuckin get ur team out of there god damn it now theres a force field around the planet fucking hell

this isnt good. this isnt good at all. and the music sounds so ominous oh god

im so scared

lance i s2g you better not do anything stupid

lance i s2g you better not do antyhing stupid

bls no a//urance

lance i s2g you better not do anything stupid

KEITH YOU BETTER NOT DO ANYTHIGN STUPID EITHER HOLY SHIT

shoutout to coran for just having to hang back while all of his loved ones risk their lives

lance i s2g

im so scared holy shit

LANCE DONT DO ANYTHING STUPID

w h o a

I LOVE KEITH SO MUCH

shoutout to coran for just accepting that alluras telling him to leave when everyon ehe loves could very well die

im love keith and his new leadership skills he learned in the bom but DONT YOU DARE DIE HOLY FUCK

no one is allowed to die

keith dont you dare

keith dont you dare

keith DONT YOU DARE

KEITH

holy fuck oh my god hes ok hes ok holy fucking shit

o shit

o shit lotor is gonna join the coalition i fucking called it!!!

holy fuck that was a lot of emotions and where the fuck is shiro fuck you writers fuck you

[no-warrior-here]

     Okay so, I’ve been thinking about (and possibly roleplaying on skype shhhhh) that Tokyo Ghoul AU for Gregor a LOT, so here’s a huge infodump. Beware though, as it does contain some spoilers, including stuff that was only in the manga so far. Also keep in mind that this is going to be pretty twisted; I’m not getting too graphic in it, but there’s a lot of implied horrifying things. It’s Tokyo Ghoul, so it’s gonna be gruesome. Yeah.

     Anyway, look below the cut for more information!

     - Gregor Reid grew up in New York City, but the world is a very different place... Cruel, unforgiving, and deadly. In a world full of terrifying ghouls, his small human family always seems so woefully under-prepared. And yet, somehow, they made it... Day by day...

     - When his father vanished, everyone wrote him off as ghoul fodder... Everyone but Gregor and his family. They didn’t know what the truth was, but he was still out there. He had to be. No matter what... They would uncover his real fate, even when everyone else had long-since given up.

     - When Gregor was just 11, that was when everything changed... He and his little sister fell through a sewer grate, but what they uncovered was far more alarming than the Underland... A secret facility far below the bustling New York City streets, devoted to the war against ghoul-kind. Upon his discovery, Gregor could not be allowed to simply leave... Not when their operations were at stake.

     - But not only their secret was on the table... To leave, Gregor discovered, could have proven a deadly mistake. In the dank sewer tunnels he would encounter his first hostile ghouls, a terrifying pair who nearly killed him and his little sister as they attempted to return home. After the close encounter, he decided not to attempt another escape...

     - It was there he also learned the truth... A band of ghouls living in the tunnels had taken his father. Gregor wasn’t even sure he wanted to know what horrifying tortures he had been subjected to, but if indeed he was still alive... They had to rescue him, no matter the cost.

     - By working together with his new allies, Gregor managed to rescue his father, somewhat accidentally killing the ghoul gang’s leader in the process. But he would never know what horrors the man had endured... And would never ask. The rescued prisoner seemed a shadow of his former self... But he returned home at last, and the first chapter of Gregor’s story was done.

     - As time went on, the organization called on Gregor again and again... He wasn’t just an asset, the boy was deadlier than even he realized. Gifted with stunning reflexes, the boy proved a match against even the most brutal of ghoulish adversaries. Declared a Rager, few creatures could rival his precision in combat. And wielding the powerful quinque of their founder... Gregor became a champion for humanity, or so it seemed.

     - But as it came to pass, a grisly truth came to the surface... There was no black and white, no good and evil. In the combined search for a cure to a terrible infection that affected both humans and ghouls, Gregor would discover that his comrades could be just as cruel as the ghouls they fought against... And not only that, but not all ghouls were the monstrous creatures humanity presented them as. Aren became one of his closest allies after saving Gregor’s life. Richard would become his mentor, sharing Gregor’s Rager trait. And some of the people he trusted most... Dr. Neel, Sarah Trent... Had created the very disease which spread across the city like wildfire.

     - Matters became even more grisly as one of Gregor’s earliest exploits came back to bite him... A young ghoul whom he had once saved became a brutal, deranged creature, dangerous to the worlds above and below NYC. And in a horrifying turn of events, Gregor would find himself a test subject of Sarah Trent’s newest stunt... Using the kakuhou of a chimera ghoul, quinque steel, and an undesired surgery, the boy found himself a link between two worlds. Not a one-eyed ghoul in the ordinary sense... No... A quinx, likely the first the world had ever known. A human equipped with a powerful kagune to rival even the most devastating of enemies... Even the dreaded ‘Bane.’

     - But when the dust settled, and all was said and done... Death had run rampant. It took, and it took, and it took. Aren perished in the final battle, along with many of Gregor’s friends under the city. So many had died for this moment, and yet... Here they were again. Set against each other, when the goal should have been peace. Gregor was done, with all of it. The killing, the lying, the hatred. And as his friends on both sides of the line expected him to fight for their side, he threw aside his quinque... It was over.

     - In the end, Gregor and his family would flee the United States, slipping onto a vessel leading who knew where... For so long as they remained there, it would never end. Gregor’s true nature was known there. His ties to the organization. His final choice. It didn’t matter where they went... So long as it was far from there.

     - Eventually, they would settle in Japan... Just about as far from their home as possible. Gregor and his parents never took to the culture very well, but his little sisters were young enough to adapt. And there, they would start anew... But with a new goal in mind. Gregor would change the world, one life at a time... And maybe it wouldn’t happen in a day, but it had to start somewhere. With one person, deciding that it had to end... And that there was a better way to live.

[waterlilyvioletfog]

Game of Thrones Season 7 Episode 4: Spoils of War, A Summary (FULL SPOILERS)

Bronn: Hey Jaime! Why are you so sad-faced? 

Jaime: Olenna was a boss ass bitch and she threw a lot of shade at me. 

Bronn: Cool bro! Now, thanks for the six-figure paycheck, but when can I expect my CASTLE?!!?

Jaime: ... 

Jaime: Your single-minded self-interest is giving me flashbacks to literally every other character on this show beyond, like, Sansa, Jon, and Tyrion. pls stop it now. 

-Meanwhile, in King’s Landing-

Cersei: *plotting* 

-Meanwhile, in Winterfell-

Littlefinger: Hai, I’m your new step-dad! Wait, no- uncle! No, that’s not right- ah! yes, I’m your sister’s new boyfriend! I will take very good care of you. 

Bran: *unimpressed* 

Littlefinger: ... dammit, apparently all little boys are not as manipulable as Robin. Well, do you want this dagger that almost killed you? 

Bran: *mildly interested* 

Littlefinger: Ah! Deadly weapons! A perfect segue to your tragic backstory- 

Bran: CHAOS IS A LADDER. 

Bran: *goes back to looking bored and done with everything* 

Littlefinger: *thinking* *oh shit you know about that fuuuuuuccccckkkkkk* 

Littlefinger: ... Gotta go! 

Meera: Bran, my brother died for you! Hodor died for you! Summer died for you! 

Bran: I used to have a crush on you, but then I accidentally downloaded the ENTIRETY OF THE INTERNET into my brain and I have for gotten how to function as a human being. BAI! 

Meera: ... I hate you so much. 

Bran: You’re entitled to that. 

Arya: *IS BACK, MOTHER FUCKERZ!!!!!!* 

Guards: *the most astoundingly noob-ish noobs to ever noob* 

Arya: COME AND FIND ME, MOTHER FUCKERZ. ARYA STARK HAS JUST INITIATED A GREAT AND MIGHTY GAME OF HIDE-AND-GO-SEEK. HAHAHAHA! YOU’LL NEVER FIND ME NOW! 

Sansa: Oh! I know exactly where she is! 

Arya: *standing in front of Sean Bean’s grave and I’m not crying, YOU’RE CRYING* 

Sansa and Arya: *hugs* 

Arya: Yo, gurl, it true you murdered Joff the Jerk? 

Sansa: No, but I did feed my husband who repeatedly raped me to his own dogs. 

Arya: Nice. 

Arya: Oh, btw, I’m an assassin now. 

Sansa: ... 

Sansa: *nervous laughter* 

Arya: *nervous laughter* 

Sansa: Bran’s home. 

Arya: BABY BRO IS HOME!!!!! 

Sansa: *look* 

Arya: ... shit, what happened to Bran?!?! 

Bran: *became a tree wizard, dummy, and now he knows everything that ever happened to everyone everywhere and it kind of broke his mind*

Bran: Hello, older, but much tinier than me, sister. It is a goodly thing to see you home once more.

Bran: Though I kinda thought you’d go south so you could murder Cersei. 

Sansa: *thinking* *oh shit all of my siblings went absolutely batshit crazy* 

Bran: WOULD YOU LIKE THIS FANCY-ASS DAGGER, TINY SISTER. 

Arya: Um. Sure? Why? 

Bran: *whispering* it’ll be important for the plot later on shhhhh, just take the knife. 

Arya: ... Okaaaayyyyy. Now I understand what Sansa meant. 

-Meanwhile, there’s fresh hot goss at Dragonstone High!- 

Dany: Sooo... 

Missandei: ... Grey Worm and I had sex. 

Dany: I knew it! I call a sleep over at my place tonight! I want ALL the details, girl! We will braid each other’s hair and we’ll do each other’s nails, and Varys can come over and we can do his nails too!!!!  

Jon: ahem 

Missandei: *looks at Dany* 

Dany: ... shut the fuck up Missandei. 

Jon: I cAn ShOw yOu ThE wOOOOOOOOrLd!!!!!! 

Missandei and Dany: It’s so pretty! 

Jon: *smug* 

Jon: Dany, come over here. 

Jon: *proceeds to seduce Dany using only his Soft Eyes (as well as drawings which he may or may not have totally done himself)* 

Dany: *proceeds to be thoroughly seduced* Okay, I believe you. 

Dany: BUT 

Dany: I still need you to bend the knee before we can have sex. 

Jon: I hate you so much. 

Dany: JUST BEND THE KNEE ALREADY. YOUR LORDS WILL LISTEN! YOU’RE A KING! THEY WILL DO WHAT YOU TELL THEM, EVEN IF THEY DIDN’T WANT YOU TO DO THAT! 

Jon: The last time I did something like that, I was stabbed in the heart by a twelve year old. I think I’ll pass. 

Tyrion: Oh, by the way, something more important than your love lives is going on right now. 

Dany: What now?! 

Tyrion: I fucked up. 

Dany: *proceeds to blame Tyrion for not being a great general when literally everything he’s done in this series was mostly a failure that worked out okay in the end*

Dany: I don’t trust any of you! 

Dany: Jon! You’re my boyfriend! Give me advice! 

Jon: First of all, I’m not your boyfriend, and second of all *proceeds to give an inspiring speech about not murdering civilians or burning castles* 

-Meahwhile, Sansa still needs to see just how far this shit has gone- 

Brienn: *whooping Pod’s ass* 

Arya: noob 

Arya: Brienne! You’re a badass! Let me fight against you! 

Brienne: ... Okay, kiddo. 

Arya: *is tiny* 

Arya: *pulls out an even tinier sword* 

Brienne: I’ll go easy on you. 

Arya: *mocking smile* 

Arya: *proceeds to whoop Brienne’s ass* 

Sansa: ... *thinking* *oh shit she wasn’t lying about being an assassin* 

Arya: *completes whooping Brienne’s ass* 

Arya: *bows* 

Sansa: Okay that’s it, Jon’s hearing about this, he needs to know that the kids went batshit insane while we were away. 

Littlefinger: *bows back to Arya* 

Arya: *takes notice of Littlefinger* 

Arya: *KILL BILL SIRENS* 

-Meanwhile, there is yet more fresh goss in the hallways of Dragonstone High- 

Davos: Sooo...

Jon: Sooo? 

Davos: You and Dany? I’ve seen you checking her out. 

Jon: *deliberately ignoring this comment* 

Davos: Hi Missandei! 

Missandei: Hello! Would you like to become both depressed and inspired? 

Missandei: *depresses Jon, cue brooding sad-face* 

Missandei: *is inspirational* 

Jon: ... Yeah, Dany’s cool and all, but that’s a Greyjoy ship. 

Theon: Guys! Guys! I have news! 

Jon: *apparates into view* 

Theon: oh. 

Theon: fuck. 

Theon: Hey Jon! How’s Sansa and the kids? 

Jon: *is an overprotective big brother and is having none of this* 

Theon: ... That went a lot better than it could have. 

Theon: I wanna talk to Dany. 

Jon: Too late, she just went to drop off Drogon at the first day of kindergarten. 

-Meanwhile, shit is getting real like three miles from King’s Landing- 

Shit: *goes down for like twenty minutes so i’m skipping most of it, but it did include Dany both listening to Jon’s advice (going after soldiers, not civilians) and also roasting a fuckton of grain, which could have been useful but no and also shit with a dragon and also Bronn and some character developement but we don’t have time for that so!* 

Jaime: *sees that everything’s on fire* 

Jaime: *has flashbacks and PTSD big time* 

Dany: *open to attack* 

Jaime: *charges because he’s a hot-headed idiot who gets shit done with a metric fuckton of PTSD* 

Tyrion: WhAt ThE aCtUaL fUcK aRe YoU dOiNg?! 

Jaime: *about to kill Dany* 

Drogon: NOPE 

Jaime: oh shit 

Bronn: *saves the day! whoopee!* 

Jaime: *probably just drowned*

Me: ... don’t you dare kill Jaime.

[todokori-kun]

Thor is that embarrassing big brother who always ruins your moments. Even when he’s not there. Everybody’s like ‘oh it’s thor’s evil little brother’ lol

Yeah, for some reason I can’t find any pictures of Loki from the side/back either (I mean ones showing his whole body)…not that I’d really be able to tell even if I did find one, but still. It’s like the internet somehow knows that the fangirls would go crazy over it and is hiding it on purpose.

A lot of people complained about Bruce/Nat coming completely out of the blue and I guess it kinda did, but I still like it :) other than Pepper/Tony, it seems like the only romantic couple Marvel got right, because Marvel is notorious for messing up the romance.

SPOILER

They made Steve hook up with Peggy’s NIECE in Civil War

Darcy and Sif are best girls in Thor 2. Frigga is queen. Like you said, I feel like Jane is quite flat and don’t actually 'like’ her, but I have a small soft spot for her for two reasons: because I feel like she could have been a cool, unique character if they’d given her a chance, and because NATALIE PORTMAN. I haven’t really watched any of her movies but she's a great actress.

And yes, Frigga dies in Thor 2.

Loki completely breaks down.

SPOILER

since the last thing he said to her was 'You’re not my mother’

Oh, I see ^^;; whoops. And YES. MCU actually fits really well with Hamilton…and the thought of Loki singing 'My mother was a genius’ now that Frigga is dead ;-; my heart

Wait a sec, though. Who’s Theodosia?

And I know you said you don’t ship anything yet, but there’s this really great (but really long) series on ao3 called 'Remember This Cold’ for Steve/Loki…I recommend that even if you don’t ship it, because it features one of the most realistic redemption arcs for Loki. It’s beautiful to watch (read?) as he steadily learns to accept Steve’s help as the genuine caring it is instead of an attempt to manipulate him.

Awww that sounds adorable <3 let them be happy for once (I seem to say that a lot nowadays haha)

Well, Steve would look adorable. I’d still look like a drunk octopus.

(But is Luna the type who would silently coo over the pictures/videos she secretly took of the OTP, or is she the type who would call Tony and Natasha over like 'LOOK AT THESE DORKS’. I’d die of embarrassment if it’s the latter)

He charmed you with his glowstick of destiny. That’s how he became your problematic fave.

*ugly crying* that is possibly one of the nicest things anybody outside of my family has ever said to me in my life <3 *hugs*

We all have our insecurities, but trust me, Queen Luna, you’re awesome. You’re great to talk to, your writing is lovely, you make the best fluffy headcanons, and you’re also seriously smart and dedicated to everything you do! :D

PAIN!

You made me a, you made me a believer, believer

Pain!

You break me down, you built me up, believer, believer

Pain!

I let the bullets fly, oh let them rain

My life, my love, my drive, it came from

Pain!

You made me a, you made me a believer, believer

You learned archery? That’s so cool! I wanted to learn when I was younger but…I don’t really even remember why I didn't get to XD I do know that protecting your arm is important though.

Btw, I think you forgot to answer my question about character theme songs/playlists(?) ^^;; anyway, is it ok to send some?

I would be salty as well if everyone only knew me by my older sister. And if they always compared me to her. So I understand Loki’s salt about that, wholeheartedly.

After another fruitless search, I caved and opened incognito mode, typing ‘loki’s butt’. AND I STILL GOT NOTHING. I did get Steve’s behind, tho. It’s a good behind ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

The problem with Loki is that his cape covers the glorious butt he’s been burdened with. Maybe in some other sequel? Like Ragnarok? I mean, problematic fave did appear (for 5 seconds at most), and you could still practically hear the panties dropping from all over the world. And don’t get me started on the comments on the gifs or the trailer itself XD

Since I watched Ultron (where they have a very close relationship) without watching the previous movies, I just assumed they had a close relationship established in one of them and rolled with it. Besides, ‘tis cute. She can calm down the ‘Other One’.

They what. Now that’s just messed up. Messed up bigtime. Didn’t Steve see his love in one of the movies, where she was old and gray and pretty much dead? Which part of him thought ‘kk, you’re the niece of my ex who’s now wrinkly, Imma sleep with you’. That’s just overstepping the line.

Isn’t Jane the reason all the shit in Thor 2 happens? like, she touches the aether and shit ensues (i hate the spoiler minefield that is tumblr) I just feel like she should’ve gotten more personality traits other than ‘likes astronomy’ and ‘likes thor’. That’s all I understood about her from the first movie.

Well, shit. The only person who genuinely cared for Loki dies. And his last words to her.... He’s becoming a bit of a too problematic fave.

Theodosia the wife or Theodosia the kid? His spear? Idk, is there anyone he actually cares for other than himself??

I’ll try to read it once holidays start ^^ I really want to see the Loki redemption arcs! And the new potential rarepair is calling my name...

Loki does deserve happiness. He’s done a lot (A LOT) of shit, but it is the consequence of his upbringing. Now, I’m not defending him, or saying he should’ve done what he did, I’m just saying that it might not entirely be his fault. Ok, now imagine this: Loki with glasses (i like guys with glasses shhhhh)

Depending on my relationship with the person, I can be both types ;) But if I know it embarrasses you, I’ll keep it to myself (most of the time :P) However, if it’s a really cutesy scene, I’d just forward it to you with a caption like <(￣︶￣)>

That must be it! The stupid spear’s the reason for all of this. I’ll hold it responsible and break it the next time I see it. How much damage do you think that would do to Loki’s powers and/or pride? It’d probably damage his pride more than anything.

Also, I am nOT CRYING, NOT AT ALL TT_TT

Yep, I did. I read about it in a book and was like ‘OK THIS IS MY NEW HOBBY, NO QUESTIONS ASKED!’. I still have my bow, I just don’t use it. My good, trusty compound. oh god i’ll always remember the bruises I got from when I forgot to put the elbow guard/put it on the wrong way. It seriously hurts like a bitch if the bowstring slaps you.

I’m always open to anything you want to submit ^^ That includes the songs/playlists. In fact, I’d be grateful to have something new to listen to.

Last things last By the grace of the fire and the flames You're the face of the future, the blood in my veins, oh-ooh The blood in my veins, oh-ooh But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing Inhibited, limited 'Til it broke open and rained down It rained down, like...