#because I’m basic apparently XD

[laniardraws]

I ran out of tag space, but I just wanted to add that my warden also drank Avernus' Juice, whatever, uh, was in there. Why? Because she acts first and thinks second XD

pspspsps people with mage ocs pls tell me in the tags what kind of magic they do most (favourite schools or favourite elements or whatever) and if it came naturally or if they chose to study it and if so why

[lynk-zee]

I'm a new follower after binging to your writings akejwjeej anyway, I've been craving for some angst lately and here's what I got so far,

reader who started acting cold towards the MLs because they've been hanging out way too much with MC (not the reader) so they started not replying to them, talking or just not going out to them at all until the reader just ghosted them.

though I'm not sure if u write angst since it's not written or indicated.. it's up to you if u want to write this. if not, feel free to ignore XD

Envy

AN: Hi nonnie! Since I didn’t specify that i prefer to write hunter/ambiguous!Reader (basically not rivaling with the MC) before you sent in the request, I will write this for you! :)

Future asks should either MC!Reader or Ambigous!Reader please! Ty 🩶

It wasn’t fair. He wasn’t paying attention to you enough lately. And he was supposed to be your boyfriend! He promised that they were just friends, that it was nothing more than work, but now you didn’t know…

So when he texted you last, you turned off your phone, not wanting to deal with his bullshit.

Knows there’s something wrong immediately. You always answer his texts. Whether it be an emoji or a full-blown paragraph, you’ve never left Zayne on read. Ever.

So, he goes to the flower shop and buys you a bouquet. It’s not enough, but it’s a start. He texts you that he’s picking up your favorite dinner on the way back and asks what kind of macarons you want. You don’t answer, so he goes the safe option and gets your favorite. You almost don’t answer the door when he drops by, but you can’t hide from this forever. So with a heavy sigh, you swing the door open to see Zayne with a bouquet of flowers with dinner and dessert.

Zayne: Can we talk…?

You let him in, of course you do, and you eat dinner in silence. But Zayne is adamant about having this discussion.

Zayne: She’s my patient…and my friend.

You: I understand that, but that doesn’t mean you need to hang out with her all the time!

In the end you both discussed your feelings and set clear boundaries with him. It’s a step in the right direction. Later, he cuddles you on the couch, stroking your hair while whispering affirmations in your ear.

Zayne: I’m sorry, dear. You’re the only one for me… Never doubt that.

This was the third date he blew off. For her. Yes, she was just his body guard, and yes Rafayel has always been naturally flirty, but that didn’t mean his fondness for her didn’t affect you. You were his significant other! All his flirty affections should be yours and yours alone. You couldn’t stand the fact you had to share his attention. Apparently, Rafayel couldn’t either.

Rafayel: It’s not that big of a deal! She was just helping me gather metapearls to make into pigment— Yes, I could have called you. But she’s my bodyguard! She’s more cut out for it!

Sweet whispers and reassurances turned to broken promises. What was supposed to be one hour away turned to five and you were sitting alone in the fancy restaurant yet again. You didn’t even wait for him at home like you usually do. After turning off your phone, you opted to crash at a friends house.

This turned into a big fight.

Rafayel: What’s with you— You were never this clingy.

Clingy? Not wanting to share your boyfriend with a potential lover is clingy? When you brought up the b word (breakup), he got his act together real quick.

Rafayel: Okay, okay. She’ll be my bodyguard at PR events only… And I’ll only contact her for business purposes.

Though you’d rather her not be his bodyguard at all, you understand they have a deal regarding hunter work so it’s a compromise. While you’re at your desk doing some work, he wraps his arms around you from behind, nuzzling your into your neck.

Rafayel: ‘M really sorry… I was a real jerk… I love you…

The worst part about having this problem with Xavier is that he has no idea what’s going on. She was his coworker, his work partner, and his neighbor. There wasn’t much he could do to stop seeing her.

Xavier: I can’t just move out of my home because of you have a problem with her…

You: Yeah, but she doesn’t need to come over all the time to “teach you how to cook”. I could do that!

It gets worse when they go on missions together. He had promised to call you every night. But he didn’t. And you were fed up.

So, you blocked him. Only for the duration of his mission. But it’s long enough to send a message. The next day, he comes to your house with an arm full of plushies and a nervous look in his eyes.

Xavier: I read that in order to maintain a strong relationship, you have to communicate and set boundaries… Can we discuss this? Together?

You guys both end up having a heartfelt discussion at the table. You heard his side, he heard yours, and you came to a compromise about the situation. He takes you out on a sweet date as an apology. It isn’t the end all be all of apologies, but it’s a start. He holds your hand tightly, leaning over to kiss your forehead.

Xavier: I promise we’re in this together for the long ride, just you and me…

[too-much-tma-stuff]

I Don’t Believe You Care

Y’all are my beta readers XD if you see any errors please let me know. I’m going to post this on AO3 later.

Part one here

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The scolding that Bruce gave Damian was the gentlest either of them had ever received, but it did cow Damian enough that he behaved while meeting Cass and Stephanie. It helped that they were sweet, Stephanie was a bit energetic and overwhelming but Cass was quiet and seemed to understand them better. She helped reign in the over-enthusiastic family friend and Danny was glad to have her as a sister. She didn’t speak much, she communicated in signs that he didn’t understand but he thought that he could learn in time, and he wanted to. When he told her so she smiled and Steph squealed, insisting loudly and brightly that they would be happy to teach him!

He couldn’t help but feel relieved that when Alfred asked Stephanie if she would be staying for dinner she joked that she should actually spend some time at home for once. It seemed like she didn’t live here, though they knew of her identity as Spoiler and her involvement with the bats, all her noise and movement wouldn’t be a consistent presence around the house. Not that Danny didn’t like her! He just thought he’d like her best in relatively small doses before she could overwhelm him.

He would ask Cass to teach him when Steph wasn’t here, it might be just slightly trickier, but he could use the excuse of letting the two friends spend the time they had together. And maybe Tim could help him practice? He must know how to communicate with his sibling after all, and Danny could already tell he and Tim were going to get along.

He was even more glad that Steph had gone when Dick arrived because as the man came barrelling in like a hurricane Danny didn’t want to think of how much chaos and noise they would be together! For all his practice in social graces they really should have prepared him for this chaos, crowds, and friendly contact. But the compound had been short sighted and ill prepared in such regards.

Dick was the worst, Danny was almost jealous of Damian who could snarl and squirm and draw a knife on the man when Dick tried to hug him. Danny put on a smile and forced a laugh and pretended that his instinctual reaction to being held like this didn’t make him want to bite and rend. He knew that Dick meant well, or at least he thought so, the man was honestly famously good natured and cared for his family. Danny wanted to be on his good side, and couldn’t bring himself to actually say he didn’t want to be touched, or at least wasn’t used to it. The sudden, quick, and broad movements Dick favoured with his dramatics made Danny want to flinch though he had better self control then that!

He dodged hugs as gracefully as he could for the rest of the night and managed to sit him and Damian between Bruce and Tim for dinner, with Danny sitting next to Tim of course. The food was good, and everyone in the family was very welcoming, but by the end of it Danny was exhausted.

He was good at this sort of thing, trained to charm, and redirect apparently effortlessly, but the thing was it wasn’t effortless, and these sorts of situations were harder to simulate then battle. Danny had done a good job, he could tell that he had them charmed, and had them warming up to Damian too actually, but he also knew that he was drooping. He should hide his fatigue, but he was still human, he yawned.

“You’ve had a long day young masters,” Alfred said, instantly picking up on the mood, he was an impressive man and they both knew it. “Now that you’ve eaten why don’t you go settle in your rooms and get some rest? I took the liberty of going to buy you some pajamas and basics that should fit the two of you. I’m sure Master Bruce will be happy to take you both out to buy clothes more suited to your taste tomorrow,” he added.

“I think that’s a good idea, don’t you Damian,” Danny asked, glancing over at his brother.

“I’m not tired,” Damian harrumphed, of course he wouldn’t admit defeat. “But I would like to see where we will be staying,” He added. No doubt he’d thoroughly check security and for any potential surveillance before he slept. Danny wasn’t going to bother.

“Very good young Masters,” Alfred said with a nod, pausing to look back at Dick. “Will you be staying the night as well?” He asked the older man, who gave a rueful smile and shook his head.

“I’m needed in Bludhaven, I was able to come for the day on such short notice but I couldn’t get more time off. I’ll schedule a proper vacation as soon as possible so I can come back and visit!” He said giving Danyal and Damian an encouraging smile, and Danny did a good job of looking disappointed that Dick was leaving even though he was glad to have some time to get his feet under him before more of the family would be under the same roof once more. Maybe he hadn’t been as subtle as he thought about dodging Dick’s affection though, because he didn’t try to hug either of the boys goodbye.

He bid their siblings farewell and followed Alfred up to his bedroom, seeing Damian into his first and then going into his own. He was quick to brush his teeth and change into the comfortable, soft pajamas they’d been bought which did fit perfectly. Unfortunately when he flopped down into bed, regardless of how exhausted he was, he couldn’t sleep. He kept replaying the events of the day, how he did, how he could have done better, what he had learned about the family and what it meant.

After maybe an hour once things had gone quiet on the other side of the wall and he thought Damian was asleep Danny sighed and got up. He opened his window and climbed out, he braced his feet on the sill and shoved off, jumping unnaturally high for a human to grab on the edge of the roof and drag himself up onto it. He scrambled up gracefully and silently, finding a comfortable place to lay, looking up at the sky. He stayed there, zoning out for a while before he heard a soft thump on the roof near him.

“How did you get up here?” Bruce asked, dressed as Batman this time, Danny glanced over and gave him a small smile.

“You can’t really see the stars here,” he said, looking back up at the sky. “I won’t miss much about the compound, but I’ll miss the stars.”

“Not settling in particularly well?” Batman asked, sitting down on the ridge of the roof, a respectable distance between them.

“Oh I’ll be alright,” Danny said with a shrug. “They always raised me to be your heir after all, Damian will have more trouble than me. Want some advice?”

“Hm,” Batman said, an affirmative sound.

“Take him to a zoo, buy him art supplies. He’ll deny he cares about such things, but I know him better then anyone and he does. Once he realizes he really can be himself out here, that’ll help start undoing the brainwashing.”

“How are you so insightful about the situation? You can’t have avoided the brain washing.” Batman asked, and Danny shrugged. “What about you?”

“What about me?” Danny asked, glancing over just for a moment.

“How do I bond with you?” Bruce asked, and Danny laughed.

“You don’t have to. I don’t need to be won over or convinced. Our grandfather is a violent fool who only cares for himself, teaching me to recognize manipulation showed me what he really was years ago. If you turned me away entirely I still wouldn’t go back to the league.” He said with a wry smile.

“Hm,” Batman sounded unimpressed. “You’re still my son. I’d like to bond with you?”

Danny sighed, not sure why Batman was being stubborn when his energy was best spent elsewhere. He sat up and looked over at Batman, tilting his head slightly. “I don’t need you,” He said somewhat bluntly. “Damian does, give him your focus. If you truly want you can buy me an instrument, and books on astronomy.”

Batman nodded thoughtfully and Danny lay back down, there was a few moments of quiet between them before B spoke up again. “How did you get up here?” He asked again and Danny sighed.

“I guess you have to know eventually,” He murmured. “Part of the reason we’re both here is because Grandfather couldn’t decide who he wanted to be his heir, it was always supposed to be Damian but something happened and suddenly I was a much more attractive choice.”

“What happened?” B prompted after a moment.

“You know about the Pits? Most people dunked in it come back less, in the mind usually, sometimes less human, feral and monstrous. But rarely, once in the blue moon, someone comes back more.” Danny glanced over at Batman, and when he blinked he let his eyes flash green, glowing with the vile waters the kept Ra’s limping along. He could have explained more about the ways that he was different now, but he didn’t want to let on more then he had to at this point. He wasn’t naive enough to trust Bruce just because they shared blood, so he simply said; “I came back More, and I mean, I’m still a trained assassin, I probably could still have gotten up here even if I hadn’t.”

“But seemingly being chosen by Lazarus made me seem like a better option to grandfather, and your… complicated feelings towards empowered people is well known. So they didn’t know if you’d like me anymore.” His eyes faded back to blue and he looked up at the sky again, he couldn’t read Bruce’s expression under the cowl anyway. “It took a lot of subtle work to convince them to send us both so you could ‘decide which of us you wanted’.”

“Do you expect me to choose one of you?” Bruce asked, unreadable as ever.

“No, not really, you clearly like having many children. Damian still thinks now that you have a biological heir you’ll turn your adopted children away, but that’s grandfather talking and he’s a fool. If you do choose one then choose Damian, I’ll be fine on my own but he needs the help navigating this world. He’s strong, he’s clever, he’s more observant than me, he’ll make a good detective. He’ll be more loyal than me once you win him over too. He’ll be harder to break of the bad habits, I’ve never been as good at killing as him, but once he learns the way you do things I think he’ll be a good Robin.” Danny said, pulling up his knees and wrapping his arms around them, it was a bit chilly on the roof.

Batman hummed and nodded, which was good, if he had continued to push Danny would have had to bring up Jason. He knew that Jason was alive of course, but Bruce didn’t and Danyal would say he was more likely to end up like Jason if he had to but that was a last resort.

“Well I want you to know that both of you are very welcome here. And neither of you have to be Robin, or anything that you don’t want to be. I’ll support you in whatever you want to do, and you being a meta doesn’t change that at all. Both of you have a home here,” Bruce assured.

Danny nodded and gave Bruce a smile before standing up and smiling. “That’s good to hear,” He said, while not believing it at all. Bruce couldn’t and shouldn’t offer such unconditional support after just meeting them. “I should get back inside, it’s getting cold, and I am tired,” He said, wandering over the edge of the roof and stepping off, twisting around to grab the edge and swung off and back through the window before closing the window and brushing himself off so he wouldn’t get to much dirt in his sheets before crawling into bed.

He wasn’t fully asleep before the door to his room opened just enough for Damian to slip inside, he wasn’t surprised, Damian and he weren’t as independent from each other as they acted like they were. “You should have locked your door and blocked it somehow. We cannot trust the mongrels Father has taken in,” he hissed at Danny.

“Damian, shut up and get over here,” Danny mumbled sleepily, not bothering to open his eyes as he lifted the blankets on the other side of the bed. He heard a scoff and waited as Damian did whatever he needed to to feel like the room was secure and then came over to slide into bed next to Danny. Danny held out his arm, they didn’t exactly cuddle even when like this, but Damian liked to hold Danny’s wrist and feel his pulse. He had done it when they were younger but he had stopped for a while, it had only started up again after he had watched Danny die, it was understandable.

Damian wrapped one hand around Danny’s wrist, seeking out his pulse and tucked the other arm under his pillow, no doubt stashing a knife there. “None of them are going to hurt us Dami. They’re used to having multiple siblings, they probably compete, but other then one notable exception we’ve never heard of any of them trying to kill each other have we?”

“You don’t know that, Father’s has never had a biological child before, they must recognize we’re more of a threat then the others,” Damian argued in hushed tones.

“They won’t, we haven’t even proven ourselves yet. We could be incompetent.”

“We’re not!” Damian objected, his voice raising just a little and Danny hushed him softly.

“No, we’re not, but they don’t know that. I would suggest we keep out heads down for at least a month, we learned what we could about them from a distance but we should observe them. We’ve never been out of the compound except on missions, we have a lot to learn and whoever does end up his heir will have to be able to pretend to be normal. I intend to take Tim up on the lessons on popular media, perhaps it isn’t practical, but what about when we inevitably have to interact with people our own age at parties? What about interviews?

“We don’t want to reflect badly on father and if we don’t know Anything about such thing, or have any hobbies, or anything of the sort people will assume he treats us poorly.” Danny murmured and Damian harumphed, even without opening his eyes Danny could tell Damian was gritting his teeth.

“Why should we care what the uncultured masses think?” He hissed furiously and Danny cracked a small smile.

“Because father does. As the Bat his reputation is half of his weapon, and his identity as Bruce Wayne is carefully crafted to both divert suspicion from him being Batman and to make people like him. Father understands well how ones image is a tool, and being a good father is part of his image as Bruce Wayne, we will have to play into it if we want to succeed.” Danyal explained as gently as he could, he didn’t believe all of what he was saying really, or at least the way that he was framing it. He was framing it in the way he thought was best to make Damian start giving the outside world a chance, and hoping that when he did give it a chance he would find he liked it.

It was quiet for a long time which was good, it meant that Damian was properly considering what Danny had to say. He was nearly asleep before Damian spoke again, rousing Danny from his half doze. “Alright, knowing these ‘siblings’ patterns would help, and I can concede the point on the importance of reputation,” He said stiffly.

Danyal had to suppress a smile at his brother’s tone. “Good. And try to remember that unlike Mother and Grandfather batman has a rule against killing. Anything you do you must make sure it is never tracked back to us, especially because he’s not going to suddenly stop caring about them because we share his blood. If he finds out we hurt one of them it would absolutely ruin our chances, or be a huge set back at the very least,” He added, again trying to gently steer his brother in the direction he wanted. He was being manipulative, but it was the way he knew that worked.

“Father should know better then to develop such misplaced attachments,” Damian grumbled but then after a moment of silence he sighed and nodded. “All of our missions have had to be done in secret anyway, with time and planning we’ll manage.”

Well, it had bought them time and that had been Danyal’s goal so he nodded as well. “Good, now sleep Ahki, we’ve both had a long day and I’m tired.”

Damian let out a soft hum and that was all, he kept hold of Danny’s wrist even as he fell asleep, as he always did. Danny liked it too, the physical reminder that Damian was there, that they were safely together. He didn’t think that either of them would have to sneak out before dawn to make sure they weren’t caught and punished for such childish behaviour, he truly felt like they could rest.

Part three

[hyperfixated-fan]

Here is some of those wonderfully nostalgic girly-girl shows in vague order in which I watched/discovered them that no one asked for but I’m giving to you anyways.

1. First up, we’ve got the Horseland

Back in the day, I was a major horse girl (a part of me still is), but this show was so awesome and adorable. It’s just a bunch of gals riding their horses and hanging out at the barn. And their horses and other animals talk amongst themselves. It is all an animal lover like me could want. It’s just so cute and gives sweet life lessons. And occasionally, I found it interesting that they do touch upon some serious topics such as eating disorders and loss. The episode “Mosey” always makes me cry. All the episodes are on YouTube.

Overall, I have to say my favorite character is Alma Rodriguez.

2. LEGO Friends

The first generation of LEGO Friends is nostalgic, but I also seriously love the LEGO Friends: Girls on a Mission. It’s just a bunch of teenage girls getting up to shenanigans and being besties (Oddly, though they are high school age, we barely see them in school XD). I particularly enjoy Girls on a Mission (the episodes are on YouTube) because the episodes were so well put together and it fleshes out each girl a bit more uniquely. It’s a genuinely fun show though I generally am partial to LEGO shows. I am personally not a fan of latest generation of LEGO Friends. I’ve watched a few episodes and it’s just blegh. It might be the nostalgia talking but I just can’t get into it.

My fave character has always been Emma (she’s so adorable) and my fave ship is Emma x Ethan in the Girls on a Mission iteration.

3. Barbie Movies

Not sure if all the movies are pictured above, but there’s a good portion of them. I admit, I haven’t seen all of the Barbie movies (especially the good old classics mainly due to animation that did not age well so sorry) and did not really become a fan until later than most little girls. However, I still find the movies to be very enjoyable and cute. I think a lot of my affinity comes from many familiar Canadian voice actors being in most of the movies and I find it fun trying to pick out familiar voices.

A few of my personal favorite movies are “Princess Charm School” (it’s the first Barbie movie I ever watched with one of my best friends), “The Twelve Dancing Princesses” (so many voices and characters to listen to and try and remember), and “Mariposa” (I am rather partial to the voice of Chiara Zanni and loved her playing Barbie).

4. Ever After High

It is so sad that Ever After High ended after Epic Winter. I really wish we got to see more. I loved the imaginative twist on fairytale characters and the whole “facing your destiny” storyline. The princesses, knights, dragons, and wonderland were all great components as a lover of fantasy. Disney Descendants ain’t got nothing on Ever After. It was a very creative show and it was interesting to see all the characters that would pop up.

A few of my favorite characters are Rosabella Beauty, Ginger Breadhouse, and Lizzie Hearts. Call me basic but I really do like the ship Darabella (obviously the execution of it could’ve been better but I still like it.)

5. Miraculous Ladybug

Simply put, this show is a mess. Miraculous Ladybug barely made the list only because I have fond memories of it. I’m not caught up on any recent events and admittedly quit watching it after season 3 or 4 (I don’t exactly remember). The show had potential and many amazing fanworks, but after a while, the episodes just get repetitive. I still like the earlier seasons before things got too messy. As a lover of side characters, I also wish they fleshed out the side characters a bit more instead of keeping on creating more and more side characters. I still occasionally pop in to see what is going on and apparently Nathalie is dead?! Idk what’s going on and I love looking at spoilers with no context because it makes the show all the more funny.

My fave character list includes Alya Césaire, Nathalie Sancoeur, and Juleka Couffaine and I’m partial to the ship DJWifi.

6. Monster High

Since I was a fan of Ever After High, it was only inevitable that I would eventually become a fan of Monster High. It took a while but I eventually did fall in love with the show. And I fell hard. All the characters are so unique and while I absolutely love all the generation 1 content, I do not completely hate the g3 series. I loved the message of standing out yet belonging at Monster High, freaky flaws and all. The animation is very dated yet endearingly nostalgic at the same time. I love all the different twists on various monster creatures.

My favorite characters list gets pretty extensive, as I love g1 and g3 Abbey Bominable (I always love an ice queen), along with g1/g3 Cleo De Nile (bc she’s your typical mean girl/diva but truly cares for her friends), Robecca Steam (her steampunk aesthetic and little accent are adorable), Deuce Gorgon (a kind yet popular jockish character is rare), Jinafire Long (Chinese dragon is always a win), and Rochelle Goyle (she’s just neat).

Fave ships = Cleuce (CleoxDeuce) and AbbeyxHeath. I just love them okay!

7. Lolirock

I believe I discovered this show coming off of Storm Hawks and Steven Universe so the crystal motif and everything was already an intriguing concept for me (plus familiar Canadian voice actors drew me in). I just love the trio of girls trying to “secretly” protect earth with sparkles and spells while putting up the front of being a girl band (the songs are very catchy by the way if you can get past an ungodly amount of auto tune). The episodes gave me vibes similar to Miraculous Ladybug but somewhat better with less convoluted characters. Overall, it’s a very bright energetic show and I wish they would’ve delved into the backstories of the other princesses a bit more instead of focusing on Iris all the time. Here’s to hoping they eventually do come out with season 3. All the current episodes are on YouTube.

My favorite characters are the sisters Izira and Talia. They have so much power and the show needs to actually do them justice.

8. Mysticons

This one is definitely lesser known than most on this list. I found it shortly after LoliRock since it has similar features and characters. It’s a very simple show with simple characters but I am fond of it still (and I’m pretty sure it made me cry at one point. I don’t remember when but I remember something about it made me emotional). The fantasy magic of the world was definitely a big win for me. I think the creators did a decent job at world building. It’s your typical prophesied heroes must save the world from certain destruction but I found the show overall enjoyable and cute with a nice dose of found family thrown in.

My top favorite characters are Zarya Moonwolf and Emerald Goldenbraid.

9. DC Super Hero Girls

I started out as a G1 fan when it was still coming out and became a fan of the reboot as well. It was interesting to all these wonderful kickbutt superheroes placed in a high school -esque setting. The original series was very average with their shorts but it was such fun to see what characters would pop up to help (I even will tolerate and enjoy the LEGO specials). The reboot had better design and animation. I am sad it didn’t get a chance to run longer. My only qualm was that some characters had such a drastic change from their backstory and original character development that it moved from being whimsical and imaginative to simply keeping the name and having an entirely different character. *cough* Jessica *cough* They don’t get that she was such a powerful Green Lantern because she was bold but because most of the time she was scared out of mind due to her past trauma but still acted and pushed through the fear to save people.

Rant aside, my fave character is Jessica Cruz despite the reboot overhauling her character and erasing her backstory.

10. She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Not necessarily my favorite glittery girly series I’ve watched but definitely an enjoyable series. True to my usual form, I unfortunately did not end up caring for most of the main plot and characters. However, the idea of this show was fun nonetheless and it had its nice moments, so I’m glad it got a decent number of seasons. The magic, weaponry, and elemental powers drew me to this show. I wish they delved a bit deeper into the true effects and trauma that fighting a war would have on all of the characters as they are leaders of their respective kingdoms.

My favorite characters include Entrapta (little nerdy characters are almost always a win for me), Mermista (Vella Lovell was perfect for voicing her and her character design is nice), Netossa (another awesome blue character; if anyone’s seen Six: The Musical, does she vaguely remind you of Catherine Parr?)

Bonus: Rainbow High

An interesting premise though it ultimately falls flat for me because I am not a fashion-oriented person in the slightest. However, I still like the show and all the drama that comes with it. I just overall find it hilarious to watch the squabbles that happen because everyone is just so high strung. (Why do all the guy characters literally look the exact same with that same stupid little hairstyle?) XD

Fave characters are Ainsley Slater and Jade Hunter.

Bonus: God’s School

Greek mythology! Need I say more? This is such an imaginative show. It is even more amazing considering one guy does all the animation. The webisodes that are out are great and I definitely recommend watching them on YouTube. Zeus looks like Disney Hercules and I find that hilarious. All the character designs for the gods are so awesome and I love the details that help indicate who they are. Ignore the fact that over half of them are related in some form or another and everything is fine.

Fave definitely has to be Athena! (…bad*** in the arena. Unmatched witty and queen of the best strategies we’ve seen.)

Bonus: Tinkerbell

These are just cute adventures. I wish the series could’ve continued so we could’ve gotten movies highlighting each of the fairies.

My fave is Silvermist.

Bonus: Steven Universe

I personally enjoyed this show and know it had a large fan base so I don’t get why so many people are going back and hating on it so fervently. It’s a flawed show like any but it still has it fine points and I have a soft spot for it. I heavily debated on whether this qualified for a magical girl show but I think it does. It’s nice seeing Steven grow alongside the gems and it’s a good show to put on in the background.

My favorites have to be Garnet and Sapphire.

Honorable mentions that I never fully watched but seem nice:

My Little Pony - I’m disappointed in myself for never getting into this show because it has all the right points for me to like it, including great Canadian voice actors and magic and ponies. I have watched some episodes and enjoyed them but I don’t think I’ll ever be able to sit through and binge the entire show.

LEGO Elves - watched some but I never got truly immersed.

Totally Spies! - never really gave it a go but it seems okay.

Winx Club - I tried to like it but the characters just didn’t hit for me.

W.I.T.C.H. - watched the first few episodes but nothing made me want to continue.

[cuubism]

Okay, since it’s not explicitly prohibited to send several asks for the wip game, I’m gonna be adventurous! What about the new king Dream knight Hob fic you mentioned? (Yes, I’m a sucker for king x knight dynamics, sue me🥲)

i too am weak for any king x knight dynamic, go crazy for that shit whenever i encounter it 😂 the premise of the new one (for which i wrote like 4k in 2 days but haven't finished yet) is that Dream is a beautiful prince who swore he would never have an arranged, political marriage, he would only marry for love, and Hob is his devoted knight who's been pining for him for... literally forever, but was always like "a prince would never marry someone who's not another royal 😢 it's fine though it's literally fine I'll just devote my life to him it's fine"

and it was basically fine like that until their kingdom got attacked, they didn't have the forces to defend themselves, none of their supposed allies saw sufficient incentive to help them, so Dream was like "fine you guys are always trying to rope me into some political marriage or other already, how about this time if someone steps up and supplies forces to stop this country getting burned to the ground then i'll agree to marry you (or your son, daughter, etc etc)"

(this is all just the most contrived scenario you can possibly imagine created solely for the purposes of drama and pining XD does it make logical sense? probably not, but it doesn't have to)

their allies are all shitty people apparently because they're like "helping to prevent thousands of civilians from dying? pass. helping to get to marry a beautiful prince? SMASH!"

meanwhile hob

so of course Hob, always a rational actor as we know, is like "I'll just have to figure out how to come up with enough forces so that Dream marries ME instead"

[creepedverse]

hauntedhappeningsfarnbury.com/forums/13666

RedHero: Hey guys! I’ve been passing by that antique store on Dahlia Ave on my way to work recently and I keep seeing this doll in the display. I have like… soooo many questions. I swear every time I pass by I feel like she’s… aware? Of me? I probably sound crazy! I know! But every time I pass by I just get the heebie jeebies!!! I figured this forum would be the best place to ask… what do you guys think is going on? Am I just being paranoid? Lololol

GhostlyAmity: Oh that fucking doll… I’ve heard some things about her. But, even as a believer in the paranormal, I have a hard time believing them. I’ve heard everything from she’s SEVERELY possessed to she’s just creepy looking. In my opinion, it’s the latter. Some stories I’ve heard just sound completely impossible, so for your own peace of mind, just assume it’s your human instinct, uncanny valley feelings creeping you out and carry on with your day.

SomethingUNseen: Dude you should tooooootally buy that doll! What’s the worst that could happen LOLOLOL XD

-> RedHero reply to GhostlyAmity: What stories have you heard about her? Even if you don’t believe them, I’m still curious about what people have said. And do you know what kind of doll she is? Why does she look so… lifelike like that?

-> GhostlyAmity reply to RedHero: Just from word of mouth, I’ve heard she’s been the cause of multiple heart attacks for the old folks that take her in, people have claimed they see her moving and the like. But then there’s also the incident that happened a few years back… Either way, the reason you’re actually getting creeped out is because it’s a mourning doll. Back in the 1800s, parents of dead children would make dolls that resembled their passed loved ones and keep those around like they were still alive. Usually this was done for newborns/babies, but I guess whoever the doll was made of was a special case.

-> RedHero reply to GhostlyAmity: GEEZ! They can sell something like that in an antique store!?

-> GraveMisstake reply to RedHero: As long as it was donated, and like… cleaned properly… it’s fair game? Yeah it feels weird, but people donate teddy bears with ashes in them all the time so, this isn’t out of the realm of possibility lol

-> RedHero reply to GraveMisstake: I guess… So that’s why she’s so… detailed? Also do you know what the ‘incident’ was? Is that something I should know about?

-> GhostlyAmity reply to RedHero: I’ll tell you about it, but it really isn’t connected to the doll.

GhostlyAmity: Basically, a few years back three teenagers were found dead in the forest, off the waterfall if you know where that is. They had tons of alcohol in their system and it was deemed a complete accident. They probably just wanted to go swimming and were too uncoordinated to actually, ya know, swim.

-> RedHero reply to GhostlyAmity: You’re right that doesn’t sound connected at all… How do people pin that on a doll?

-> GhostlyAmity reply to RedHero: Apparently, some people in town said they saw them carrying the doll around in their drunken stupor. And then when their bodies were found, there was no trace of her.

GhostlyAmity: Actually, she hadn’t been in the store for a long time after that. I’ve just seen her in there more recently. The store owners probably didn’t want people looking for her after a rumor like that comes out. Bad for business, in my opinion. So they probably kept her in the back or something.

-> RedHero reply to GhostlyAmity: Huh… Yeah that’s weird. Anyways, thanks for the info! Curiosity was just getting the better of me today when I passed by her again! Now that I know some lore, she doesn’t seem too daunting anymore lolol!!!

[maul-of-shame]

Y'know as someone who enjoys haladriel (I go by a ship and let ship fandom philosophy), I actually want to see more elrond and galadriel in S3 over celeborn stuff for all the reasons you said. I very much enjoy their relationship and even though I personally don't ship it, I can def see why others so (even some of my mutuals do). I think Elrond is a very important figure in her life and he's like the voice of reason for her (and someone who can call out her bs, which we all need a friend who can do that). Celeborn meanwhile is so forgettable like... you could literally replace him with Elrond in all the times in he's by Galadriel's side and the story wouldn't change a bit.

Absolutely, 100%! At this point, it feels like the only reason people rally behind Celeborn is that they’re desperate to block Elrond from getting a second of meaningful connection with Galadriel. [TW: If you love Celeborn, do NOT read this XD]

Let’s face it: Celeborn doesn’t bring anything to the table that Elrond couldn’t absolutely nail, but Elrond does it all while actually being interesting, loyal, and having a deep, established history with her that has real weight.

It’s not like Celeborn fans are rallying because of some profound connection they feel with his character—they’re just terrified of seeing Elrond actually shine beside Galadriel because he makes Celeborn look like the damp leaf that he is.

Seriously, tell me what Celeborn can do that Elrond can’t.

He barely manages to bring any wisdom or agency in the rare moments he’s mentioned, and honestly, his absence has probably improved Galadriel’s life tenfold.

There’s a reason people resonate with Elrond—he’s multifaceted, complex, and, as you said, someone who can call Galadriel out and be her rock when she needs it. He’s the only character who can match her fire without trying to snuff it out. Meanwhile, Celeborn just… shows up, questions her judgment, and then disappears, leaving the real work to others.

So far, the only reasons I see Celeborn and Celebrian coming up boil down to a few tired (and honestly, pretty telling) things. Let’s break it down:

First, we’ve got the Lore Dudebros™. Oh, you know the type—clutching their well-worn copies of The Silmarillion like it's some kind of ancient shield, warding off the “heresy” of fresh character dynamics. They’re practically waving family trees like battle standards, ready to duel anyone who even hints at diverging from their sacred canon. You can practically hear them whispering, “One Book to Rule Them All,” while setting up symbolic pyres for every fan who dares to ship Elrond and Galadriel or even breathe an alternative take. I’m honestly shocked I haven’t been ceremonially tossed onto one of those pyres yet, chanting “I love Elrondriel” on my way down. XDDDD To these “guardians of canon,” the thought of Galadriel connecting deeply with someone like Elrond is a personal affront. It’s as if adding emotional depth or—heaven forbid—a dynamic character relationship threatens the very foundation of Middle-earth itself. And don’t even try bringing up things like story evolution, emotional nuance, or character growth; to them, that’s the real fantasy. Just a hint of Galadriel leaning on Elrond as a trusted confidant, and they’re already rallying their trivia and pulling out genealogy charts, like those are somehow the One Ring in disguise. And here’s the best part: they’re completely blind to their own irony, hailing Celeborn as some untouchable canon figure without realizing the guy’s basically a background character who could be swapped out with a block of wood for all the impact he had in the bigger story!

Then, we have the “Bring Back Celeborn” brigade—desperately wanting to shoo Elrond off stage so that Celeborn, the long-lost, mysteriously absentee dad with all the romantic appeal of a soggy crumpet, can swoop in and… do what, exactly? Serve as the poster child for “How Not to Be There for Your Partner”? Apparently, they think it’s 'far more romantic' for Galadriel to stay hung up on this MIA forest ghost who bailed during her darkest hours, rather than, you know, actually building a life with someone like Elrond who’s been with her through it all. Because what could be better than pining after a wet leaf who couldn’t bother to send a postcard while she wrestled with, oh, just a dark lord or two? And they really think Galadriel would drop Elrond—a friend who knows her down to the marrow of her bones, who sees her strength and holds her accountable, who supports her without needing a treasure map to find her—just to welcome back some dude who ghosted her at the height of Middle-earth’s crisis. Yep, nothing says “power couple” quite like reuniting with the guy who looked at Khazad-dûm and decided, “Nah, too many dwarves, I’m out,” leaving Galadriel to face down the legions of darkness by herself while he took a scenic detour… for, what, a century or two? The logic here really stretches all the way to Mordor, doesn’t it? Because in their minds, it’s somehow unthinkable that Galadriel could find genuine love and companionship in Elrond—who’s basically risked life and limb for her—over some guy who literally peaced out and left her to fight Sauron solo. Nope, much more romantic to keep Galadriel anchored to some absentee figure whose greatest accomplishment was not showing up when she needed him most.

Then there’s the crowd who just can’t stand the idea of Galadriel with Elrond, so they roll out Celebrian as a glorified self-insert. The narrative goes, “Why should Galadriel, this powerhouse of a character, fall for Elrond when there’s a mythical ‘perfect daughter’ we can project onto instead?” Celebrian, in their heads, isn’t really a character with her own story, she’s a convenient placeholder to push Elrond into a neat little box. They just don’t want to face the fact that Elrond might actually be a better match for Galadriel than their ship preference. It’s less about Celebrian as a character and more about using her to gatekeep a relationship that makes sense, so long as she exists somewhere in the background.

And finally, we have the folks who are just flat-out romance haters and don’t want any love in LOTR—especially one that challenges their preconceived ideas. These are the “LOTR is sacred, no love allowed” types, wielding their disdain like some sacred relic. Meanwhile, they conveniently overlook that Tolkien did write love stories, and powerful ones at that! But if it means Galadriel might actually have a meaningful, respectful connection with Elrond? Nope. Suddenly, love is “too sappy for Middle-earth.” It’s the same group that’d probably claim Arwen and Aragorn’s love story is a sellout move just because it’s… well, happy.

And let’s be honest—when we’re told to “respect the canon,” what we’re really hearing is “Don’t mess with our Middle-earth nostalgia or I’ll lose my elvish marbles faster than a hobbit at an all-you-can-eat buffet.” But what they’re really scared of isn’t losing lore: it’s seeing Galadriel with someone who doesn’t disappear every other century.

They’re clutching so hard to the paper-thin defenses of Celeborn’s legacy that they miss what’s right in front of them—a chance for Galadriel to choose a partner who genuinely sees her as an equal. So if they want their wet leaf of a Celeborn back, fine—but don’t expect me to buy that he’s even remotely on Elrond’s level.

It’s honestly pretty sad.

They’re out here on their soapboxes screaming “People can’t do media literacy,” “They don’t understand the lore,” and the classic, “Respect Tolkien’s vision,” when, in reality, their motivations are paper-thin. Because let’s face it—they don’t actually care about Celeborn or Celebrian as characters.

They’re not out here writing essays on Celebrian’s personality or championing what a pillar of support Celeborn has been to Galadriel. No, they’re just using those names as a smokescreen to push one single agenda: they don’t want Galadriel and Elrond to love each other. That’s it. If it was about “lore” or “accuracy,” they’d be just as invested in seeing every other Tolkien character get the same respect. But they’re not.

Hell, they’d probably be fine with anyone having a shot at Elrond or Galadriel if it meant the two of them wouldn’t end up together.

You know who this reminds me of? General Hux in Star Wars here:

They don't care if ANY other ship involving Galadriel or Elrond wins, they just want Elrondriel to lose.

At the end of the day, it’s not about who does love Galadriel or who does support Elrond—it’s only about who doesn’t.

And let’s talk about the timeline chaos that bringing in Celeborn and Celebrian would actually cause.

First off, throwing Celeborn into the mix now would disrupt everything we’ve seen develop between Elrond and Galadriel, both story-wise and emotionally. We’ve watched Galadriel stand strong alone, finding strength and grounding in her friendship with Elrond. To wedge Celeborn back in just because “that’s canon” would feel like a massive betrayal of the story’s arc and their growth. And then there’s the whole Celebrian issue.

Are we really supposed to stomach the idea that this child of Galadriel and her current best friend is going to grow up to be Elrond’s love interest?

Are we actually expected to believe that Galadriel, who has forged this deeply supportive, intensely mutual relationship with Elrond, would happily match her child up with him years down the line? The absurdity is off the charts! It’s the kind of mental gymnastics that they accuse us of doing.

And yet somehow we’re the “crazy ones” for seeing the potential of Elrondriel.

Their double standards are as obvious as they are exhausting. If we’re talking about “respecting canon,” maybe we should start with some basic, human decency and storytelling consistency. Celeborn’s entire role in the story (such as it was) has been more symbolic than substantial, and Celebrian is a character who, while lovely in her own right, hasn’t exactly been set up with the same depth or weight. The thing they won’t admit is that Celeborn and Celebrian are just names to them—a means to an end to keep Elrond and Galadriel at a distance.

Because deep down, they’re not defending characters; they’re defending the status quo of Middle-earth, a world where relationships stay unchallenged, dynamics stay platonic, and emotions stay buried beneath layers of “lore.”

And they wonder why we’re still rooting for Galadriel and Elrond, who have actually been through it all together. Who have a relationship built on the kind of trust, support, and shared history that could naturally turn into something more. But no, according to them, if we care about that, we’re “missing the point” and “don’t understand.”

They’re the ones clinging to a “canon” that doesn’t actually serve the story or the characters.

If we’re calling out inconsistencies and advocating for a nuanced, rich character connection, then maybe it’s they who need to revisit Tolkien’s work with a bit more care, because their one-note obsession with gatekeeping doesn’t do justice to the world or its potential.

[wishitweresummer]

Stained Glass (SFW Portion)

Somewhere Only We Know

((The whole chapter is too much for this page, but here’s the portion that is safe for basically everyone!!! It still has mature themes, but nothing you can’t handle if you watch Dteam content.))

Word count: 1419

Warning: Slight angst. Casual allusions to sex, but nothing vulgar. Feet tickling. Mouth tickles. Intense tickling!!!

“Have you seen him?”, Sapnap asked softly. He was pretty sure he knew George hadn’t gone to see Dream, but he didn’t want to make assumptions. George shook his head.

But, it was more complicated than that. He had seen Dream’s face under XD’s mask. He had heard Dream’s voice through XD’s mouth. His dreams each night were filled with sweet memories and bittersweet could-have-beens of Dream put there by the god. He shook his head again.

“I don’t know what I’m doing.”, he said softly and closed his eyes, dropping his arm against the table with his palm up. Sapnap grabbed his hand and held it right away, despite picturing what that hand had probably been doing when he had walked in on George earlier. George wasn’t normally one to reach out for help or comfort. He leaned his head back until it found Sapnap’s chest and just let himself feel the warm touch for a few seconds. The human touch was a little foreign. Well, basically human. Sapnap was a blaze-hybrid, but he was mortal. And he understood George more than anyone. “We should hang out more.”, he whispered. Sapnap’s hand tightened in his.

~•~

George didn’t spill everything…but he spilled quite a lot. He settled on telling Sapnap about the past, but not the present.

Boyfriend…basically; the label he settled on. They kissed and had sex and talked about their future together, so. What else is that?

“He loves you.”, Sapnap said with certainty, nodding like it all made sense.

“He loved me.”, George corrected. Sapnap shook his head and sighed.

“I really don’t think that kind of thing goes away, George.”.

“But he-“.

“No. I know he took away your crown, but it wasn’t because he doesn’t love you.”, Sapnap interrupted.

“He changed.”.

“I know. But, he still loves you. And I’m sorry.”.

“It’s okay.”, George shrugged.

“I love you, too. Not like that, but I do.”.

“I know.”, George grinned and scrunched away.

“Georgie.”, Sapnap coo’ed and moved closer to make George giggle.

It felt good to let Sapnap in on his big secret. Sure, he had already known…apparently. But, George was taking baby steps. He felt like he could breathe better with the weight of the secret off his chest.

There were more secrets that he still held too close…but this was a start.

~•~

“We’re alone.”, George called out a few hours later. XD came out from behind a corner, fully clothed. George sighed, knowing he heard everything.

“Are you okay, baby?”, he asked with outstretched arms.

“I’m fine.”, he murmured as he slumped forward into the hug.

He squealed and shoved against his chest as sneaky fingers suddenly crawled up his shirt. Of course, he wasn’t able to break away. He burst into giggles and twisted as the tickles persisted.

“Don’t!!”, he cried.

“I want to see your smile.”, XD purred the words as he leaned down, almost cocooning George’s squirming body. “You deserve to be happy.”.

“This…isn’t…happy!! Stop!!”, George shrieked and laughed as XD’s fingers worked in between his ribs. He crumpled against him and squealed hysterically. “Get out!!!”.

“You look and sound happy.”, XD smiled, soaking in George’s laughter.

In one quick movement, XD threw George over his shoulder like he weighed nothing. George screamed and grappled at XD’s shirt.

“Let me down!!”.

“I will.”, XD grinned and jostled him to make him yelp. “I’m going to tickle the sadness out of you!”, he said cheerfully as he spun around and headed to the bedroom.

“No!!”, George screeched, filled with giggles. “Let’s just finish having sex!!”.

“Nah.”, XD’s mask lit up the dark room with a bright green flash before he flicked the light on and tossed George on to the bed.

“XD!!”, George cried as he crawled backwards up the bed, only to be grabbed and yanked back down. The movement pulled up his shirt and XD was quick to dive in and blow a loud raspberry against the pale tummy underneath. George immediately screamed and shoved at his head. “No! No!! Please!”, he twisted against the bed and burst into hysterical laughter. The lips that attacked his tummy were ruthless. The god had no need for breathing, so it was unending and maddening. George screeched and bucked, but the god only shook his head and squeezed into George’s sides to keep him still. The poor mortal screamed with laughter and squirmed helplessly against the blankets. There was never an escape when XD had him pinned and he could only hope the god would have mercy.

George kicked and twisted and begged, but there was no budging him. The god lifted up only for a moment, just to drop back down and aim for George’s ticklish side instead. He screamed so loud he was sure the whole server could hear him. XD sat up, laughing.

“George, you’re so loud!”, XD shook his head in amusement, laughing happily. George giggled crazily through his gasps for air. The raspberries had left behind a terrible buzzing sensation and he couldn’t stay still for even one second. “It’s so good to see you happy.”.

“I’m not happy, I’m pissed!”, he squeaked out, face burning. There was already little tears rolling down his cheeks from the intense attack. XD grinned and his mask flashed a warning of green and white. “No.”, George commanded.

“I want to try some new stuff.”.

“I don’t care!”.

XD crawled backwards with that evil little smirk and grabbed George’s bare ankle.

“No please!!!”, George begged as XD stood and lifted his foot in the air. With XD being seven and a half feet tall, George was left feeling very helpless with his foot so high above the rest of his body. He whined and squirmed, but he knew there was no stopping XD from doing whatever he was doing. The butterflies in his tummy from being held like that made him burst into frantic giggles. “I hate you!”. The feeling of XD’s hot breath on his foot made him squeal. “What are you doing!”.

The feeling that came next was unlike anything George had ever felt. XD’s tongue pressed between his big toe and second toe, then slowly winded through the rest. George nearly tore his own hair out as he grabbed it, screaming and twisting against the bed. It tickled in such a startling way that he couldn’t find his laugh. His leg shook from the feeling, but there was no budging his ankle in XD’s inhuman grip. His vision fizzled out into fireworks of light as he lost his mind. When he felt the tongue start to slip out from between his toes just to wind it’s way back in, he found his laugh. Loud shocking laughter ripped from his chest as he writhed against the bed. He clawed at the blankets as he lost his mind, letting everything else go. No worries, no problems, nothing to miss. Maybe just his breath. He tried to gasp for it before his laughter sucked it out again. That’s all he needed; to know how to laugh and scream and squirm against the bed.

“I’m not sure you can handle that.”, came XD’s voice from above him. Oh, it had stopped. He was shaking and giggling breathlessly, gripping the blankets he had yanked closer and bunched around himself. His foot wasn’t in XD’s grip, but instead among the messy blankets and shaking. George giggled, dizzy as he dropped back into the blankets and covered his grinning face with both hands. XD laughed and crowded closer. “Did you have fun?”, he coo’ed.

“Shut up! You’re so stupid…”, he giggled and shook his head, turning and hiding in the blankets.

“C’mere…”, XD growled and grabbed his sides quickly, just to startle him. George squealed and snapped his arms to his sides, revealing his face for XD to coo at more. “I’m so happy to have you George.”.

George groaned weakly and smiled, beyond tired. The whole night had been a rollercoaster and he let his eyes close and head drop against the bed. He knew XD would read his skin.

Without fail, XD wrapped him up in warm arms and settled them beneath the blankets. It didn’t take long for George to fade away into dreamland. He curled happily into XD’s chest and let the god fill his dreams with all kinds of sweetness.

Tonight was simple. Nothing that George could twist with complicated feelings. Just darkness and peace. Echos of giggles and faint conversations. The feeling of warmth and happiness.

[rottenbrainstuff]

IWTV S2 ep 5 - the good Young Daniel shit. TW: mild suicidal ideation? imp of the perverse? or something?

Nice, I was really waiting for this one. I just love Young Daniel, I find him so incredibly delightful, and I’m trying to pin down why.

Part of it of course is that the actor does such a good job, part of it is how charming I find his big goofy grin, how he flips back and forth between XD and DX so quickly. But I think it’s also because since episode one we’ve focused mostly on nothing but vampires, who’ve had decades or centuries of trauma and grapple with super-human sorrows and fears, and even old Daniel has had a full life of disillusionment and regret and physical pain. But here's Young Daniel and he is so different from everyone, even his future self, so young and naive and fresh, really the absolute antithesis of every other character we’ve got used to at this point. Maybe that's it.

Armand continues to be so pathetic to me in how simple he is. Like, while I watch all this, I'm reading up on V:tM for my daughter's game, and like. Armand isn't running some elaborate political long-game with complicated motivations only a 7th generation methuselah would understand, it's all just so pathetically basic, he wants someone to love him (Lestat, Louis, Daniel... doesn't matter who) and he doesn't understand why no one loves him like he wants. Man I remember his face back when Louis was talking about his Lestat hallucination, the very bare hurt. So lonely and so simple.

Mr. Easeful Death. I found this whole bit extremely disturbing, because Assad is a good actor and the whole thing is extremely comforting and compelling to me, like an anglerfish lure drawing the deep sea fish right in. It would work on me, in a heartbeat, and I find that disturbing to contemplate, like standing at the edge of a big drop and being terrified of how easy it would be to fall. Armand's little merciful hunting that he talks about in that one short story, finding the people who are so tired of being alive, or finding the people who desperately want to be consumed by a demon lover, and becoming that for them, yeah that would work on me, pathetically easy. Don't Fear the Reaper and all of that jazz - I would be gone, gone immediately, gone before he even finished his spiel. Rest - my god, yes please. I am so tired. And so, I found the whole scene so incredibly disturbing. Armand is the feeling of comfort that comes at the end when someone is freezing to death, the relaxing nitrogen narcosis that urges the deep sea diver to do something stupid and sink to their death, the light that lures the little fish right into the mouth of the anglerfish. That is 500% my jam, that scares the shit right out of me, gentle loving death as a mercy, a service, a putting-out-of-misery, yikes. It's terrifying. I fucking love it.

To my surprise though, Daniel fights against it. He has things he wants to keep working on, his life isn't pointless, he likes his life, he wants to live. Broke my heart. Perhaps you could say that my surprise with his reaction comes from my own extremely bad world view. But I wonder if that's not the normal reaction Armand usually gets. He didn't really react to Daniel's objection - I kind of wish he did, I think it would be neat to establish this was something that sets Daniel apart and surprises Armand. Armand thinks he's grasped the threads that will help him unravel Daniel's resistance, he's done this so many times before, but this time it takes a couple tries to get it right. I wonder if it makes Daniel fascinating to Armand as well. Oh well! Just a thought.

Poor old Louis, poor old everyone.

I had mentioned I had watched some video analysis of the show (which pointed out the characters I thought were new were actually based on stuff from the book, which I had forgot/missed, dummy) Seems that, understandably I guess, ep 5 was (is) controversial. And now I feel like a bad fan, because unlike a lot of people, apparently, I like that Lestat has done something that is actually unforgivable. I am not excusing his behaviour, I think it's inexcusable, and that's why I like it. I... yeah man. I dunno. I feel like a bad fan. Everyone talked about how book Lestat would not do that. And at the time when I first watched the ep, that's exactly what I thought as well - Lestat was always a shit but he was never this bad. Episode 6 made me think back on that some more though. I just... Look, I don't really care for book Lestat. Not towards the end, anyway. To me, as the books went on, he became more and more like someone's bad dnd character, the most special and the most skilled with the most sad backstory and this and that and blah blah blah and not enough realistic flaws to balance things out.

In the video it said gross fans are excusing his behaviour like oh, well, it's because of xyz abuse, it's because of abc thing, my gosh I even saw a post saying that you know maybe the reason for the ep 5 fight was all because of Amel (lore stuff - it's this spirit of violence and rage that infects all vampires) and that wasn't the "real Lestat" at all like... noooooo no no no no no no *sigh*. I'm not excusing anything. I mean, the past abuse puts things into context and makes it sad and interesting because it's a perpetuation of cycles of abuse, but that doesn't excuse it. I like that Lestat has done something legitimately inexcusable. I liked how shocked I was in ep 5 and how convinced by his sincerity I was in ep 6 and I like how that left me conflicted and confused. I like that it's difficult. I don't want it excused or explained or handwaved, I want it to stay ugly and uncomfortable, exactly as it is.

Man. I really do feel like a bad fan though. Am I the only one who can't stand the later books and wants this show to be 6 seasons max? Two seasons each for IWTV, Vampire Lestat and Queen of the Damned. They can inject appropriate bits of Vampire Armand as needed. And then after that, stop. No more. Am I the only one? Anyways. Creeping closer to the end of season 2 now. I can't wait to see more of Madeline and Claudia, even if it's so sadly short before the big bad wrap up.

[hazelestelle]

Spring 2024 Anime Review

I didn’t watch that many anime this season, but here’s my review nonetheless ^_^

Train to the end of the world: 10/10

I don’t know how to describe it. Whatever you think will happen next, that’s not it. It’s so weird (in a good way) and unpredictable. I’ve never seen anything like it, and I loved every second.

It’s also a really beautiful friendship story.

If you watch one anime from this season, make it this one.

An archdemon’s dilemma: how to love your elf bride: 10/10

Yes, I’m giving another 10.

Yes, the title is stupid.

But the anime is so good!

They’re so sweet and lovely, and it’s not just generic romance, there’s a lot of substance, world building and backstory too.

I liked all the side characters aswell.

So if you’re not watching shuumatsu train, watch this one.

Dungeon Meshi: 9/10

Do I even need to say anything? Has anyone not watched it? XD

It’s great, it’s fun, it’s deep, it’s unpredictable.

I’m deducting one point for not showing the nutritional value of the recipes like the do in the manga.

Wind Breaker: 8/10

It came so highly recommended, I was afraid it would be another Solo Levelling situation (if you don’t remember, that really didn’t live up to the hype for me).

But I was surprised, because this one is good.

That first scene with the tightrope had me hooked, and omg Sakura is such an amazing, complex character.

Yes, it’s a shonen, fighting anime, but it has depth and substance (and a lot of shipping potential ^_~)

It could have been a ten, but there’s Nirei. Yes, I’m deducting two points for him, he’s that annoying. I was hoping he might get better, but he didn’t. They even added a second character almost as annoying as him…

The New Gate: 7/10

The premise is basically Sword Art Online New game+.

I was surprised how good and innovative it is.

Yes, the animation is bad. Like, bad.

But if you can overlook that, the story is really good. I loved Shin and Schnee, and Wilhelm and Rionne are great too.

Could have done without Tiera though, and Yuzuha should have stayed a fox and not turned into a girl.

I hope there’s a second season, because that last episode revealed so many interesting things.

Unnamed Memory: Dropped

It sounded good, but I hate the “she says no, so he does everything to ‘convince’ her, and they end up together after all” trope, and it seemed to be headed it that direction.

I also couldn’t stand Oscar from the start.

I looked it up now to see if it’s worth picking up again, and apparently there’s a scene where he attempts to rape her as punishment for hugging another guy. And then she still falls in love anyway.

So yeah, I’m extra glad I dropped it.

From last season, I watched The weakest tamer goes on a journey to pick up trash (so good! 10/10), and High Card season 2 (definitely lived up to season 1, 8/10).

Let’s see what summer season brings! Recommend me things if you want! ^_^

[captain039]

PART 8 Playing with fire

Alpha!Kylo Ren x omega!reader

Warnings: AOB, sexual, jealousy, slow burn, eventual smut, anger issues, swearing, harassment, needle usage, drug usage, dark themes

Previous part <-

Drawing update xD

It was the fourth day now, you suppressants were lessening by the hour it seemed. Your body really was rejecting them. You visited the healer who gave you a check over saying you were ok, just to expect some nausea and head aches still. You sat at home for most of the day finding yourself sleeping a lot too. You’d wake up with a blanket over you and some snacks and drink on the side table by the lounge. You don’t know why you were so tired, maybe because of everything that happened and the suppressants leaving your system. When you woke up a fourth time you forced yourself up and headed to see your grandma seeing as your sister had left for some school time. The healers the supreme leader sent worked magic on her apparently, she was smiling, her face had more colour in it and she was sitting up and doing some puzzles on a data pad. You played with her for a while, making little comments when either of you would win or loose.

“Are you going to go back?” She asked suddenly and you froze.

“I have too, they’ll kill me” you shuddered slightly.

“They won’t kill you” she huffed and you raised an eyebrow at her.

“Supreme leader Ren won’t allow it” she grinned and you felt heat go to your cheeks.

“Gran we don’t even know if he truely is my mate” you grumbled.

“The man came down to this planet with healers to help me because you said I was sick, he also knelt in front of me to receive my blessing, I don’t think it can get more obvious” she scoffed.

“Well-“ you went to argue but, she tsked you.

“No buts, or wells” she said end you silenced.

“Besides you’ll need someone to accompany your heat” she wiggled her eyebrows and your whole body went flush.

“Nan!” You snapped and she laughed.

“He will not help or accompany me with anything thank you, I’ll die a virgin” you crossed your arms in defiance.

“Dear I do know what it’s like to be young and defiant, but you can’t reject basic biology” she huffed and you deflated.

“I can and I will, he won’t care, the alpha has a galaxy to run, incase you forgot” you sassed and she raised an eyebrow at you.

“Hm, and you’ll be empress” she smiled and you froze, that thought had not crossed your mind.

“No I won’t, I don’t deal with people” you cringed.

“I’m sure your alpha will keep you at his side at all times” she waved you off and you huffed.

“He’s not my alpha” you grumbled getting a message, your sister was home.

“Go on, leave an old woman to rest” she shooed you out and you laughed and said your goodbyes before leaving. You went home and greeted your sister before lying on her bed with her.

“So how was school?” You asked and she shrugged.

“What you do?” You pried.

“Stuff” she shrugged and you huffed.

“What happened?” You asked and she looked annoyed.

“Just drop ok?” She said snapping and you were taken back.

“Sorry” she muttered and you nodded.

“It’s alright, I’ll be in my room if you need me ok?” You said and left. You laid down on your bed instead sending a message to Leo to confirm you weren’t dead, the beta was fretting, sending messages every too hours asking if you were in fact still alive. You frowned though seeing something change in your room before the supreme leader appeared.

“Didn’t scare you this time” he stated.

“I saw you this time” you sat up looking to him.

“Why’d you just leave?” You asked not meaning to sound so heartbroken over it.

“Because if wouldn’t have controlled myself” he said and you frowned.

“Were you going to kill someone?” You muttered.

“Do you truely think of me as a killing monster?” He asked and you didn’t answered. He smiled slightly shaking his head, long hair shaking in the process. You never truely noticed how nice his hair was until now.

“I wouldn’t harm your family, have I not provided for them?” He asked.

“I provided for them” you corrected.

“I work to provide” you added giving him a stern look.

“Of course” he didn’t argue.

“I would’ve taken you back to the ship with me, waited till you were truely off the suppressants and wait till you were begging for me” he said eyes staring right into your soul making you shiver.

“I won’t beg for you, nor do I need you when my suppressants run out” you defied and he smirked slightly.

“You know sometimes I could feel you through the force, your heats were hard” he said and you frowned.

“I’m not force sensitive” you stated.

“No, but I could feel you through our bond” he said.

“They were painful, I’d hear a cry sometimes in the middle of the night, wondering where you were” you felt your body go warmer by each of his words and you quickly looked down to your lap.

“You always needed me, you just didn’t know it” he whispered and you sucked in a breath. You went to look at him again, but he was gone. You felt hot in the face and fell back down on your bed, hands covering your face. Maker. The last day had arrived and you were dreading leaving your family, for some reason though you couldn’t wait any longer to return. Goodbyes were hard as your ship arrived, your mother begging you to stay, you promised to see her again and talk to her every night. It should’ve been more heart wrenching, but for some horrible reason you felt almost glad to go back. The officer who escorted you was giving you looks down their nose and scoffing quietly sometimes. You ignored them and sighed when you were finally back on the ship. Leo and your team were waiting and you realised they’d find out. You nervously walked to them, Leo hugging you tightly.

“I thought you were dead!” He said and you huffed. Brax hugged you not commenting about your rank and neither did the others.

“I warned them that something was different! I didn’t tell them anything else though” Leo bit his cheek, but you smiled.

“It’s ok” you assured and he nodded. You mingled a bit briefing them on what happened and them briefing you on what had happened here.

“Excuse me” you heard an officer say and you all turned.

“Would Miss Y/n please follow me” she said and you tensed, but nodded.

“I’ll take your stuff to your room” Leo said and you thanked him before following the officer. You walked through the long halls and up elevators till you were close to the supreme leaders floor. Your nerves ran high as you followed the officer to a new door. She knocked and opened it before gesturing for you to go in. You were trying to process the heavenly smell that hit your nose before you went inside and she left. The supreme leader was standing by the large window peering out to the galaxy. His cape almost looked silky and he held his posture high, always did it seemed. Maker his scent though, it was everywhere in this room, your knees were trembling.

“How was your trip?” He asked voice almost echoing off the walls.

“Good” you said quietly.

“Supreme leader” you added quickly watching him turn to face you.

“Thank you for sending healers for my grandma, she is much better now” you kept your eyes on the ground, hands fidgeting behind your back. You listened to his muffled steps come to you and gulped as black boots appeared in your vision. His leather covered finger went under your chin and lifted your head to look at him. You tensed before feeling a warmth around you. His eyes swirled with emotion despite his face being blank. You sensed it now, the tug was to him, your mate.

Next part ->

[knizuu]

My newly done Prophet AU: Fang (ye I’m not starting with Sonic XD)

The Prophet AU will be mostly based on old concepts or decisions that haven’t been explored much in the Sonic the Hedgehog series.

Fang’s entire character was mostly based off of APPARENTLY THE MANSION PASSED DOWN TO HIM?

It’s gorgeous and really cool but it never appears again. This leads me to making the au, where first of all, his mansion still exists and he DOES live there.

With all that, Fang’s main trait is being workaholic, obsessed with working, no stopping it. And that starts from living alone all his life in the big mansion. No one else to talk to. This leads Fang into ABSOLUTE HATRED of the feeling that he’s not doing something in the meantime. It feels empty, slow, and uncomfortable. So basically in the end, he loves having noise around, even if that includes Bean.

*Little detail is his tiny piano necklace because if it’s quiet he can play music

So ye! Probably gonna draw Prophet AU more especially since Bean also has lore as well :]

[lenafromthenordiccoven]

Cool Down Time - Bob Floyd x afab!reader

(moodboard by me, Lewis Pullman pic by retosterchi, found by @up-thereinthesky, rest unsplash.com)

Title: Cool Down Time

Fandom: Top Gun: Maverick (2022)

Pairing: Bob Floyd x afab!reader

Rating: 18+ MDNI

Summary: When the first actual heatwave of the year hits, you suggest a little bit of an unconventional method to cool down with your favourite aviator.

Warnings: temp play, body worship (is that warning? Idk), oral (m!receiving), light dom/sub undertones (with Bob not being the dominant one), swearing, I just want to fluster one (1) man, okay?, not proofread, we die like rebels

Wordcount: 2346

Read on ao3

A/N: My city’s got the first heatwave of the year and I’m miserable. So, naturally, had to come up with a way to distract myself. If not entirely cool down – reasons why I kept this shorter than I had originally planned. *ahem* Also, I apologise for the horrible title. I couldn’t come up with anything better xD (Also, also, I apparently like having characters beg. Oops.)

You flopped down on the couch with a groan while Bob closed the front door. You could hear him chuckle at the way you’d shed your jeans shorts and T-shirt in the hallway on the way to the living room.

“It’s too damn hot!” you grumbled into the pillow that was quickly warming to your body temperature in a failed attempt to defend your actions. Not that you really needed to. Bob was usually the last person you would have needed to explain any of your motivations to. It simply was too hot. San Diego got hit by the first heatwave of the year and you crumbled like a dried-up leaf under a magnifying glass.

“Well, you’re not gonna feel any better if you heat up that couch, darlin’,” Bob said from where he was basically towering above your head. When you shifted your head to peer up at him, your eyes followed a couple beads of sweat that trailed down the side of his neck and pooled in his jugular notch. You could feel your mind drifting to somewhere very different, but Bob’s voice pulled you back.

“Hm?” You raised an eyebrow at him, not having caught any of what he’d said. But given the way he looked at you (his head slightly cocked to the side which always reminded you of a puppy—and which you sometimes teased him for), it was clear that he’d asked you a question.

“I asked how much water you drank today.” He raised an eyebrow at you, waiting for your answer. Although you were sure, he already knew it. Not enough. You never drank enough. Well, water.

“Not enough. Probably,” you replied, grumbling again this time. Because you knew what would happen next.

Bob sighed and then motioned for you to get up. “Alright, up you go. Off to the kitchen. Both of us.”

You didn’t even try to hold back the whine as you pushed yourself up and climbed off the couch. You padded after him, noting how his backpack had left a big stain of sweat on his back. You were about to reach out your hand and trace the muscles of his back that were starting to peek through the fabric stuck to his skin. But then Bob stopped in front of the fridge-freezer-combo, opened the freezer compartment to get out some ice cubes and your heat-plagued brain spit out exactly one idea.

“Actually, babe…” You began as you stepped closer to Bob, starting to snuggle up to his back. “I think, I just had an idea how we could maybe cool down a little.”

He turned around to face you, ice cube tray in hand. You reached past him to close the fridge door and then nodded towards the ice cubes. And you could have sworn his skin flushed a darker shade of pink underneath the light sunburn. “You’re not suggesting …?” He nodded towards the ice cubes and quirked an eyebrow.

“I am suggesting temp play, baby, yes.” Your lips stretched into a grin when he blinked rapidly and averted his eyes. Even after having been together for a couple years now, you still got a rise out of Bob getting shy when you suggested something new in the bedroom. Ironic, really. Considering he’d had more experience when you’d first started dating.

“I don’t really see how that could help us cool down exactly,” Bob mumbled. But you could see the mischief glinting in his eyes. After all, how could he say no to one of your suggestions if it meant, he got to worship you? If anybody would have asked Bob how deep his feelings for you ran, he would have had no qualms telling them that he would worship at the altar of you for the rest of his life. Especially if it meant he got to hear you utter his name over and over in that mixture of a scream and a sigh he always drew from you when you climaxed, and when you didn’t give a fuck about whether your neighbours heard you.

You raised an eyebrow in response to his mumbling—and the thousand-yard stare now on his face. Then you gently took the ice cube tray from his hand, before laying your now cold fingers against his cheek. He jerked in response, blinking rapidly. “Where’d you go just now, handsome?” you asked with a seemingly innocent smile. You had an inkling where his mind had wandered off to. The same path yours had when he’d first taken the ice cubes out. It made your smile widen into a grin as his gaze drifted down to your lips for a second.

He cleared his throat, then stretched out his hand for the ice cube tray. “You know, where. Let me just get something to put these ice cubes in, so they don’t go meltin’ on us before we’re done, alright?”

--

The ice cubes clinked against the glass as you fished one out, the water dripping from your fingers landed on Bob’s now naked chest and he jumped at the sensation at first. But then his body relaxed under you and his gaze locked onto yours.

“You okay?” you asked with smile tugging on your lips, anticipation making your nerves sing before either of you had even gotten very far.

Bob nodded, laid out on his back on the bed, his boxers the last remaining item of clothing on his body. “Just cold at first.”

“Shocker. This is basically ice water by now.” You leaned down until your face hovered maybe an inch above him. “Just don’t buck me off, cowboy.”

“Not makin’ any promises.”

When you gently let the first ice cube rest in his jugular notch, he jolted underneath you again, lips parted in a surprised gasp that faded into a sigh as you then let the ice cube wander up his throat just underneath his jaw. You ground your hips slightly downwards and then caught the resulting groan tumbling from his lips with your own. His hands ghosted over your panty-clad ass and up your sides where one of his arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer against him.

You chuckled. “You’re gonna have to let me go if you want me to continue.”

His arm tightened around you in response as he mumbled against your lips: “Not that I’m not looking forward to where this is gonna go, but I just really like havin’ you on top of me like this, darlin’.”

You could feel heat creep up into your cheeks as his words brought up memories of countless times of when you’d had him underneath you like this, with you setting the pace for once as you rode him. “Stop trying to distract me.” You sat up as he loosened his arm around your waist and let his hands wander back to your ass. Just as he squeezed your cheeks, you slapped his chest lightly.

“Oh, am I?” His lips twisted into smug version of the lopsided, lovesick smile you usually got from him. “Sweetheart, I think, you should get another ice cube. This one’s almost gone.” You could see the mirth dancing in his blue eyes.

“Shut up, Lieutenant, and let me do this at my pace.” To ward off any attempts at a reply, you picked up the ice cube – Bob wasn’t wrong about it having almost melted away completely against his heated skin – and pushed it past his lips into his mouth. His lips closed around your fingers, he hummed as he swirled his tongue around your fingertips and then lightly bit down on them.

You swallowed hard at the sensation while your brain and heart took off at the speed of lightning and you found yourself grinding your increasingly wetter core against his clothed cock. “You gonna be a good boy and behave?” you asked before you removed your fingers from his mouth, lifted yourself up onto your knees and leaned over to fish another ice cube out of the glass.

“Yes, ma’am,” was his only response besides another hiss as you let the new ice cube circle his right nipple. Though he did whine in protest when you moved off of him to kneel beside his body on the bed. Then, ignoring the ache burning low in your lower belly at his sounds, you took the ice cube between your lips and began tracing abstract patterns onto his upper body. All the while you tried to keep eye contact, which he broke the first time you inched close to the hem of his boxers and his abs tensed underneath your touch.

Your lips twitched into a smile as he kept his eyes closed and he tried to keep his breathing under control. You slowly let one of your fingers wander along the hem of his boxers, before you tugged on them and Bob dutifully lifted his hips, so you could get them off. He’s half-hard cock slapped against his abdomen, and you watched his brows pinch as the tip landed in a drop of ice water your ice cube had left.

“Sweetheart, please.” There was no need for him to say more. You knew, he needed you to touch him. But you wanted to draw out the build-up a little more. Call it some good-natured revenge for all the times he’d riled you up and had you panting with just fleeting touches of his fingers and lips.

“It’s okay. I’ll take care of you, baby. Just be a good boy and keep your eyes on me, okay?”

You blinked up at him innocently, kneeling between his legs, the sight had him whining. One of his hands came up to cradle your cheek and you nuzzled into the touch, pressing a kiss to his palm.

“You’re always so good to me, Robby. Wanna do the same for you,” you whispered.

He nodded and his hand fell away from your face as you settled in between his thighs. The first gentle kiss you pressed to the inside of his thigh drew a gasp from him. When you took the ice cube from where it had been sitting in his navel and lightly ran it over the junction of his leg and torso before briefly ghosting it over his balls, you got another jolt and a louder “Fuck!” as a reward. The usually lighter blue of his eyes had turned to something darker as his lust-blown eyes stayed locked onto you as if he’d locked onto a target in the sky. Finally, you put the remainder of the ice into your mouth, let it melt on your tongue and cool it down.

One of your hands came up to grip the base of his now definitely hard cock as you licked his tip, humming at the first beads of precum you could taste. “You always taste so good, baby,” you purred.

“Could say the same thing about you. Please, sweetheart. Need your mouth on me. Please, pl—” His words got caught off by a lightly frustrated groan when you tugged on his cock but kissed his stomach instead of wrapping your lips around him.

You chuckled, then hummed while you licked the underside of his shaft from the base to the tip where you pressed another faux-innocent kiss to his cock. When you did finally wrap your lips around him and began to bob your head up and down, Bob’s face twisted in pleasure as he struggled to keep his eyes open and on you.

“Fuck. Thank you, darlin’. You’re so good to me.” You clenched your thighs together at the praise, unable to deny the effect his reactions had on your own arousal.

While you kept bobbing your head, trying to alternate between sucking him off, stroking him and licking, it didn’t take long for Bob to turn into a writhing begging mess underneath you. The ice cubes left in the glass were forgotten as you made it your mission to get him to cum in your mouth. One of his hands tangled in your hair as his hips buck upwards at an uncontrolled rhythm.

“Shit, Y/N. ‘m close, so close. Don’t stop.”

And he kept his word. A couple more bobs and a fleeting touch against his balls had him shooting off into your mouth as your name repeatedly tumbled over his lips. You swallowed everything, helped him ride out his orgasm.

His chest was heaving with every breath as he came down and relaxed underneath your touch again. You kept the kisses to his body and the touches of your fingertips light, gentle so as not to overwhelm him. His hand that was still tangled in your hair tugged lightly, signalling for you to crawl back up his body.

He pulled you down onto him and kissed you, humming contentedly as he tasted himself on your tongue. “Thank you, darlin’. That was … really fuckin’ good.” His voice was hoarse and somewhere in the back of your mind you hoped the neighbours hadn’t come home from their vacation yet. You didn’t exactly want to deal with a knock on your door right now.

You quickly left another peck against his lips, your hand resting over his heart absentmindedly tracing shapes onto his skin. “Glad you enjoyed yourself.” You smiled down at him and his lips twisted into that smug smirk again.

One of his hands came to rest on your hip while the other cradled your head—giving you no other warning when he suddenly flipped you over onto your back, so he could hover over your body. “I think, we still have some ice left in that glass of ours. Let me show you exactly how much I appreciate how well you take care of me, darlin’.”

You giggled as he stooped down to steal another kiss before fishing for an ice cube. While your activities didn’t exactly cool you down, they at least took your mind off the scorching temperatures outside for a little while. And who’s against having a little fun, really?

[infinite-hearts-333]

Tay Friend head canons and stuff i guess.

The beloved autism is currently mad at me and i am suffering due to stress and low social battery. What do i do to fix this? Feed you lot i guess lol.

Pspspssp @onyxonline I’m back at it again lol

Starting off strong with

Maya :D (now confirmed roommate and best friend heheh) @fishy0bishy

Maya defiantly is gonna be the one that gets the most spontaneous gifts, due to their shared passion for nature, and Tay’s tendencies to hand out any plant matter as humanly possible. She’s also gonna be the one, (along side Andri probably,) to slowly chip through the masking Tay does so that at least in their little group they can be a little bit more wild.

They would have defiantly met in the green house, cause ofc a magic school has one of those duh. Tay goes there when thing’s are a little bit too much cause the greenery reminds them of the bush of home, and well i think we all know why Maya is there lol.

Maya is the BEST. stim toy ever. Period. Tay would spend hours just tracing their finger along Maya’s wood limbs with their finger if they could SSSKSK.

Andri (support and enabler) @north-heats-stronghold

Absolutely calls Tay Dudelet. Like a mix of dude and dudette?? Get it?? (M sorry XD)

Lil silly man makes Tay very giddy and wild. They go crazy. I love the idea that Tay would eat Australian foods and everyone one is like. The fuck. Will force feed Andri fairy bread, and he will enjoy it /jk

Emotionally conscious enough to provide Tay a safe place to go crazy and not having to worried about masking. Which is excellent. Also provides correct complements for things that others simply wont catch, completing tasks they don’t like, doing something with confidence, speaking their opinion in large crowds ect. Very good for them yes yes.

LET THEM TRAIN TOGETHER!!!!! Really wanna make something where Andri get Tay to agree on training together and Tay all confident and chatty as a witch and everyone’s like :00000

My god, if magic does influence them outside of their ‘magic girl form’ and Andri can change his body heat at will Tay is gonna be ALLL over it. Massive heat stealer. Andri will never escape their cold hands XDDD

Drapes all over him. Or leans. They’re not tired! Just listening to you :>

Miguel (comfort- he did not sign up for this XDDD) @novalizinpeace

Was it because he’s (slightly) intimating so he’ll scare off people? Is it because of the big fluffy jumper? Did Tay sense weakness? Who knows, but now Miguel is now stuck with them lol.

Reread up on their bios (again) but honestly, he kinda asked for this position lol. With his powers, he’s literally the ONLY person in the entire school that will have even the slightest clue on how Tay is feeling with masking and repression (yippee!!!) at stages, even they don’t know, so it is excellent to have someone that will understand and not brush them off for being ‘to immature’ or ‘to emotional’. Probably looks like a sad kicked puppy to him HAHA.

They can do parallel play!!! More so when Miguel first gets there with his worries about ‘how good his English is’, cause Tay is fine to just sit and do their own thing, together :> No talking required!

Defiantly would hold onto Miguel’s sleeves if they’re walking together lol.

Miguel is not ready for when someone insults him and Tay goes apeshit on them haha. No one is mean to their friend >:)))

Rosa (bad influence lol) also belongs to Nova :> ^^

Met through Maya, and was utterly terrified of her haha. (Tay’s also bigger than Rosa, which makes it more hysterical.)

Resorted to bringing Rosa different seeds in hopes she wouldn’t bite them. And once they were more use to each other started bringing her native Australian plants, (which are apparently weird as shit to the rest of the world??? Y’all basic).

Rosa probably tolerates them more than other people cause their quiet lol.

Plant scientists! “This is a banksia. When the big fires come, they use the heat to melt the wax around the seed pods and shoot their seeds out once the fire is gone.”

“THEY EXPLODE?”

“… technically?”

[emeraldstorms]

Hi! I'm pretty new to the DD fandom. I saw your post about Matt making up Mike. But people talk about him like he is real? Is this fanon? Is Mike made up or not? I feel kind of stupid to ask because everyone else seems to know what's going on lmao

Please, don’t feel stupid for not knowing 6 decades of comic books by heart.

I’ll try my best to summarize the “Tale of Mike Murdock” as far as my recollection of things allows. I’m sorry I can’t keep it super short because sometimes I need to point out how silly Matt is. Like, I love him, but what a dumbass. 

(DD fans feel free to correct me if I misremember something).

Okay, here it comes(dialogue paraphrased lol)

Not to sound like J. Jonah Jameson, but… this is all Spiderman’s fault. 

In the beginning, Spidey and DD had a rivalry going on. While both acknowledged that they were on the same side, they weren’t exactly fans of one another.

Spidey finds out Matt is DD. Of course, he isn’t gonna out him, but he also apparently can’t just do nothing, but has to let Matt know he knows. So he writes Matt a letter, basically saying “I know you’re DD, but your secret is safe with me” and sends said letter not to Matt’s house or something. No, he mails it to the law firm “Nelson and Murdock”.

In a not so surprising turn of events, Karen Page opens the letter. You know, managing her bosses’ mail as secretaries do. She reads it and tells Foggy about it. Foggy and Karen confront Matt.

Matt is then like “haha, stupid Spiderman! Confused me with my… um… twin brother Mike!”. He says this not only to Karen. No, he also says it to Foggy, who is his best friend since law school, has been to Matt’s childhood home and to his Dad's funeral without seeing hide or hair of a twin brother. 

So Foggy says, “You don’t have a twin brother.” 

Matt says, “Do too! He’s just a loner and also Daredevil.”

Karen and Foggy remain skeptical. But Matt has the advantage that his friends don’t know about his super senses yet. So when a man, looking like Matt but interacting with the world like a sighted person, appears, they do buy it. (It’s a 1960s comic book after all).

For a while Matt juggles his three identities, but at one point it becomes too much (especially the Matt-Karen-Mike triangle getting out of hand). So he fakes DD’s and thus Mike’s death. Then he’s like “Very sad. But my brother trained a successor to be DD in case of his death.” So he can go on being Daredevil, but no longer having to play Mike as well. And that was that for a while.

Anyway, since Matt is not only a dumbass but also a dork, he had a dossier about Mike. For reasons, the dossier got in the hands of Reader, a blind inhuman who has an ability called “Literary Manifestation” aka what he reads (in braille) becomes real. This works three times between two resting phases (with kind regards to DnD xD). So he reads the dossier about Mike and Mike manifests. For emergency cases, Reader has a braille note on his belt, spelling “erase”, but Mike senses the danger and flees before Reader can use the note.

Mike then kidnaps Foggy to get Matt to meet and talk to him. Afterwards, Matt feels it would be wrong to “kill” Mike and lets him go. 

Mike becomes a criminal - I’m not sure if because Matt created him as a “roguelike character” or because he has no other choice with not having any papers. So he joins a group of burglars at one point whose leader has a Norn stone. The burglars use it to open doors, make walls disappear etc, but Mike steals it and uses it to change reality.

So far he is real only for himself, but he changes the world so people remember him, his mother, his brother, childhood friends etc.

TLDR: Mike was just a fake identity of Matt, but now he is real because of inhuman power and a norn stone 

I hope this helps and you’re a bit less confused. <3

[yarameijer]

Hey! So I know I’ve written once before but I’m really interested to know: what is your literary background? When did you start writing, and do you see yourself having a career in writing anytime soon?

Also… is the IE love coming from childhood nostalgia, or is it just me 🤓

Hello hello! I started writing in 2015, I'd just turned fifteen at the time, I think? I'd only recently started reading fanfiction and was pretty obsessed with Inazuma Eleven GO, and honestly I was kinda disappointed in the stories I found on FFN (basically 75% of it was romance one-shots, and barely anything on my favorite characters or anything that was longer than 5K) so my solution to that was to, uh, start writing things myself?

Mind you, I had zero writing experience, I was very bad at English, and I knew next to nothing about writing in general, so my first story was pretty bad. Very quickly abandoned it and started on Stand, which was probably where I first really discovered my love of writing. Ended up getting advice from a few other writers on FFN and through, I guess sheer stubbornness, I improved? Especially in Stand you can see how much I improve throughout the chapters. At that point I'd read quite a lot of fanfiction in other fandoms, discovered a love for time travel stories, and found myself heavily disappointed that there were no Inazuma Eleven time travel stories.

So I, once again, decided that the obvious solution was to write one myself, and that's how Accidental Reverse was born.

So yeah, that's about it! No literary background beyond fanfiction writing whatsoever. If it comes to stories, though, it's a bit different - I've always had a very active imagination and apparently could spend hours by myself playing with my toys and making up whole stories as a kid (in hindsight, I realize they were quite dramatic so that at least hasn't changed). I also have suffered from motion sickness my entire life, and we went on vacation every year by car, so ever since I was small (think 6-7) whenever I had to spend a whole day in the car I couldn't read or draw and instead started fantasizing about cartoons or movies I watched and making up stories for said cartoons. Sound familiar? XD

As for a career in writing, no clue. I'm kinda bad at writing original stories, don't have the patience for introducing a setup for a world or unknown characters, but I've got some ideas for a book series that I'd like to write but probably won't for the next decade. Who knows, maybe someday I will.

This turned out a whole lot longer than I expected, whoops. As always, I can't keep things short. Sorry for the info dump XD

Also yes, IE love is nostalgia but also just because the show is so ridiculous and fun. The plot, no other sports anime has such ridiculous plot lines and I love it. It's so chaotic and fun.