#but if she's friends with th i wont say much

[starryjkoo]

https://www.tumblr.com/starryjkoo/770501006344798208/i-hope-this-isnt-taken-the-wrong-way-but-im?source=share

Don't worry You're not the only one who doesn't like her style of dancing there's many armys too and ppl often talk about it and get thousands of likes too where u can call it hit tweet so yeah there's many ppl.

I personally think her dancing is simply not for everyone. Her style suits her and the grp she was or is in. The smoke challenge they did with all the female artists did great job can't say same for males. i didn't vibe with taekook smoke challenge either and if i had to chose whos was still better then definitely taehyung because jungkook idk why but he was looking too stiff to me whereas tae made it a bit flexible. Being honest i didn't like many of the dance challenges jk did this chapt2. The ones with gg were the best because idk why exactly but in many other he looked a bit stiff to me or maybe that type of dance style ain't my type. Few tiktoks i definitely liked where he looked more casual.

She's been with kai of exo for his solo song too ig. She was good there the choreo was good too, idk if it was her who choreographed but yeah. Hope BTS's next come back has good dance.

Also even if i didn't like taekook's approach to bada's dancing I'll still love to see how hobi and jm approaches it. Especially jm (who's my fav dancer and performer) because he's the only one in BTS who has this signature style or his own touch to the dance because of his contemporary background. He has that pause still never failing to match the beat, smooth and of course his finishing.

Oooh thank you for the asks! I really appreciate the insight because I’m not super knowledgeable about Bada or dancing in general tbh, but I’ll have to give some of her other choreo a try (I do remember Kai’s Rover challenge being really popular if she was the one who choreo’d that). The main exposure I had to her was the smoke challenge which I thought just looked kind of messy/awkward ngl, but I just saw the male idol challenges so I'll have to check out the others.

And yeah actually I was just looking at a thread of dance challenges the members have done in CH2 and tbh I’m not a fan of some of the ones JK was doing. I think that’s probably just me not liking that kind of style again, because I seriously loved all of his solo choreo, and he killed the GG + TXT choreo, his Perfect Night challenge is still one of my fave things in CH2. But some of those challenges do just look… stiff and kind of messy to me, and I think it’s just me not resonating with that kind of choreo (like I know nothing about dance so I’m not trying to critique anyones skills here) because my preference is definitely Jimin’s kind of very fluid contemporary thing.

I’d also be really curious to see Jihope’s approach to her choreo tbh, and if I would like it better or not, that would be pretty interesting. Jhope mentioned maybe opening a TikTok so maybe we’ll see something. JM’s style of dancing is definitely my favorite too, it’s really captivating to watch, honestly I’m really hoping he continues ThisIsJimin and keeps doing his original choreo/signature style whenever he’s out of the military.

I do appreciate all the challenges though, was definitely a nice little gift seeing JKs today. Also respect to JK bc I’m sure he’s rusty not being able to practice in the military and imo he looked better/more fluid than Bada, but again I’m not an expert. But yeah, I’m just sort of hoping for something very different for their group comeback and seeing the recent tkk challenges had me worrying a little 😭 NGL but their group choreos are one of my favorite aspects of BTS, kind of crazy when you think that only Jikook really had full choreo for their solo releases.

[sunsetkerr]

SAMMY'S GIRL (ii) | s.kerr

summary: MORE headcanons on your relationship with sam, read part one here.

pairing: fem!reader x sam kerr

notes: getting out lots of little headcanons because they're just so much fun to do. sammy's girl is my favourite of all my girls (completely bias, sorry) but if you want to see what other 'wags' are in my lil universes, check out my masterlists!! each 'wag' is also going to get their own tag, so check those out for little file facts, or ask questions/send thoughts so we can add to them all!! lots of love

as previously established, you’ve grown up with sam right

you’ve known her through every little phase and every weird obsession she’s ever had

you know her deepest secrets and she knows yours

its honestly quite jarring because you both know each other better than you know yourselves

you’re not at sporty as sam, only relaly dabbling in school netball for carnivals and stuff when they needed extra girls

but sam would try and include you as much as she could in all aspects of her career

if she was having a solo gym day, or just going on a walk

guess whos coming with!?!!!

its you!!!!!!

if she wants a swim at the beach for recovery

she is making sure that you tag along

(not just to see you in your bathers, its for recovery, have some professionalism please)

sam has spent half of her life without you and having to settle for seeing you through a screen

so once you’re in london with her permanently, she is making the most of that

she needs to shower? you’re passing her body wash

she’s hungry? shes making two servings and you’re eating with her

she wants a coffee? youre heading to your favourite spot

you are always around

and sam isn’t having it if you’re not

when she does have to go away?

youre getting texts from guro, erin and millie complaining about her

‘omg she wont shut up about you’

‘if sam doesn’t stop talking im gonna clock her y/n, i won’t be held responsible for my actions’

‘she’s at a new level of pathetic, please come get your girl’

but they understand, they love you too

the entirety of the chelsea squad know you’re at every game

they have a dedicated seat for you in the family and friends section

everyone is away that it’s your seat

millie’s fiancée wards people away from it

he once had to face the consequences of sitting in your seat

he wouldn’t wish an angry emma hayes or sam kerr upon anyone

but its not all about sam

she is just your biggest cheerleader

you were able to finish your degree online and were lucky enough that your credentials in australia carried over to the uk 

so you started working there

im picturing sports journalism???????? you were forced to be around sport your entire life that it kinda just became a natural thing

you were so well-informed on so many different sports it was crazy

sam loved plugging anything you were writing

you posted a new article? she’s sharing that shit on her instagram story

you won an award for a piece? she’s at the ceremony

you’re working overtime to get a project finished? she’s ordering you dinner to the office

as much as sam is a professional and very famous athlete

she’s still just sammy to you

and she’s never forgotten that

but to her, you are the best thing to ever happen to planet earth

and she makes sure that everyone knows

living with sam is lots of fun

you relish in all of the time you get to spend together

call it making up lost time

sure, she leaves her stuff everywhere

but you’re guilty of that too

you still hold each other accountable

‘sam you didn’t do the dishes’

‘okay and you didn’t hang out the laundry’

‘… fair enough’

making dinner together is just chaotic 

sam can only cook breakfast, she excels at smashed avocado

so she really lets you take the reins on dinners 

she succumbs to the sou-chef life

you force her to watch movies with you

she argues and says that tv shows are better

(even though you know she’s completely invested in whatever film you’ve chosen)

you have a little brother who just idolises sam

and he has since the day he was born

he was a classic accident child, a real surprise for your parents

but watching him grow up was just the best

hes the biggest women’s soccer fan you know

he’s up-to-date on all of the woso drama

definitely can tell you the entire timeline and drama of the mcfoord relationship 

so when he’s old enough

sam flies him over to the uk all the time

he just loves sam so much

he wears her jersey to every game, saying he doesn’t want anyone elses

(maybe maccas, but that’s a different story)

and sam is estatic to have him there

definitely walks out with him as her mascot on multiple occasions

sam isn’t super touchy feely in front of others

but when shes drunk, she can’t help it

she just wants to hold you and she doesn’t care who’s around to see it

sam really loves watching men at bars or in clubs try to hit on you

just to go and ruin their fun

it’s her favourite pastime really

sam’s extra sappy and clingy when tired

after a big night or a tiring game, she wants to curl up next to you and have you hold her until she falls asleep

sometimes it’s a foreign feeling for you

sam is almost always the big spoon

so you really drink in the feeling whenever she feels vulnerable enough to let you hold her for a change

sam is also extra attentive when you’re not feeling well

she’s so doting and always checking in on you

if shes around, you’re being waited on hand and foot

‘are you okay? do you have a temp?’

‘let me get you some water’

‘i don’t like the sound of that cough, y/n’

if she’s away for a game, your phone does not stop ringing

she’s always texting when she has a spare minute 

and if she has more than ten minutes to spare, she’s calling you to see how you are

sam just adores you

the fans adore you even more

the amount of tiktok edits of you and sam are crazy

the one of you in the stands after her goal against england in the world cup went viral

the way you jumped out of your seat and almost threw yourself over the barrier was on the news the next day

the clip continuing as sam ran over to your section, as you both shouted in celebration to each other

or the clips in the matildas doco series of the two of you

the lesbians went feral for that shit

everyone wants what you have

everyone wants you

you are that bitch

sam knows it too

and she’s not afraid to let people know just who you are

because you’re hers 

forever and always

[onskepa]

Can I request a headcanon for A'onung with a shy and like softie reader? Pls-

_(:3 」∠)_

Heeeeeeeeey! thanks for the request! hope I did justify your desire!

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Yuey

I think we can all agree that ao'nung is a cocky little shit that sweet tsireya has to deal with every day.

But she doesnt have to deal with it alone. Oh no. When there is a sweet, there is a sweeter one.

A shy girl lives amongst the Metkayina clan. She is very quiet and more than often keeps things to herself.

It's not that she is anti social, its just she is painfully shy. When she tries to talk to others, her words get all jumbled up and anything that comes out of her mouth sounds like odd sounds.

More than likely, everyone knows she is around, but doesnt do much to talk to her. Except for surprisingly, Ao'nung.

Ao'nung has known the shy girl for a while. Was surprised that he never known nor met her in his entire life, despite both living in the same island, in the same clan.

He met her in a form of wanting to trade the fish he caught for some pretty shells the girl had. But the girl was so painfully shy that she just dropped her basket and ran.

After some time, and actual effort, Ao'nung managed to get the shy girl to speak to him, via a bit stuttering, but managed to complete sentences and be a bit more confident to speak to him.

Despite his brash attitude, Ao'nung likes the shy girl, her little quirks and the way her ocean eyes look at him, and only him.

He enjoys the little things she does to get his attention, be it a little tug on his tail, small taps on his shoulders, or just looks at him waiting to say something.

Despite being shy, the metkayina girl is really good at creating jewelry from seashells and other materials. She would give away her creations and not ask anything in return. Rather just enjoy the smiles and happiness other na'vi So it is no surprise that she would often gift Ao'nug jewelry as gifts, as means to show affection and gratitude from being her friend.

Sometimes Ao'nug is so proud he will parade around the village to show off was his shy friend did for him.

In time, Ao'nug developed a soft, loving, caring, very protective side for his shy friend. Would begin to nick name her "Yuey".

"good morning ma'yuey", "where are you going yuey? mind if I join?", "did you make something for me ma'yuey?", "ma'yuey why must you be so cute?"

Would tease her by addressing her with "ma". To slowly display his real affections towards her, slowly as to not scare her or give her the wrong idea.

She does blush every time he does, and ask him to stop or not to say it in front of others. But he loves the blushing look so much, he would do it on purpose in front of everyone and smile as his yuey weakly hits him. Which feels like mere tickles.

Should anyone bother, or mistreat his dear Yuey, he wont hesitate to start a fight. Which has happened, thankfully, not all too often.

But the times it has happened, Rotxo would join in those fights. Tsireya would try to stop them but it be the shy girl to disrupt the fights with a simple tear. Making Ao'nug quickly stop. And treat any small wounds he has.

She wont stay mad at Ao'nug, pout definitely, and be annoyed with Ao'nug calls her pouts "cute" and "adorable" and would poke at her cheeks.

"your cheeks are so cute ma'yuey how can I not?", "I'm sorry yuey", "ma'yuey, can I pinch your cheeks?", "yuey, you're adorable when you pout"

Ao'nug for sure begin to see a future with his lovely Yuey, perhaps with a steady flow, get his yuey to be more confident in herself, but still be gently, and soft to the others.

Heck, Ao'nug would begin to secretly make courting gifts, and perfect and hone his skills as to impress his yuey, and pray to Eywa that the shy girl sees him the way he does to her.

But he wont present them until his sweet girl is ready or begins to show her feelings for him.

Which we all know, she low-key down bad for him. But wont say anything due do over thinking of the possibility of being rejected.

When will they confess? only Eywa knows the answer to that.

Yuey = beautiful [inner beauty]

Thank you Mandomaterial for this request! I hope it is to your liking!

[9w1ft]

Hi 9, can I ask you something DNPy?

I am a baby kaylor so I am still gathering and processing info and lore; my question is, during 2017, do we know for sure kaylor were still together? I mean, is there any lore or coincidences that support this?

🤍 thanks

nothing dnp-y about this ☺️ there’s plenty of lore and coincidences. here are some things for you to consider:

karlie put out a celebratory valentine’s day vlog in 2/2017 where she does obvious visual copying of the vogue best best friend video, and taylor recorded the reputation at&t now promo sometime before rep release in 11/2017 which also copies parts of the vogue best best friends video.

reputation promo photography shows taylor wearing both the evil eye ring and the vsfs angel wing ring, which are both kaylor rings. here is one example but you can look up more, like the ups promo video or other at&t promo photos. because promo would have been done months before release date, this implies she was more than fine wearing kaylor symbols in the middle of 2017.

yes. vsfs angel wing ring is a kaylor ring through and through. go actually read the masterpost if you haven’t. i’ve put a lot of work into it!

taylor wears the vsfs angel wing ring and the evil eye ring when recording several rep songs, which can be seen in the behind the scenes making of a song clips (check youtube) and footage from miss americana

the J necklace made its first public appearance dec 26, 2016, and can be assumed that we’re supposed to assume it was a birthday or christmas present. and she’s wearing it during the filming of the recording of call it what you want, which also references the necklace. so assuming you don’t believe toe is real, her happily recording call it what you want after dec 13 2016, and then performing it with a huge smile on her face on SNL in nov 2017 are both hints

call it what you want is a song that is obviously meant to sound like she says karlie in several different ways. karlie what you want / call it what you want karlie / karlie would you want to?

there’s the whole business of the clip of taylor singing call it what you want acoustic while playing guitar, the idea that she’s debuting the song to karlie in this clip. it makes sense because as i mention above, the song is sung in a way that sneaks in ways for her to sing “karlie” and taylor is wearing the vsfs ring in the clip.

there’s also the point about how a lot of us who really know what karlie’s voice sounds like (since we have watched so much of her content) can hear karlie singing along to the song, when taylor points to the filmer for the line “i did one thing right” as well as the “yes” part

karlie posted from london in december 2016 and december 2017. and in between we also know she was in london throughout 2017 because she went to london fashion week, british fashion awards, several other events. just search the internet for “karlie kloss 2017 london” etc. this pokes holes in any argument that puts taylor running away to london as some sort of kaylor disqualifier. karlie was seen in london too. she was also posting from nice france over the summer in 2017, which is just a chunnel away from london if you think about it. she was plenty close more than several times to where people like to say taylor was.

derek tweeted what is basically an easter egg to call it what you want being about karlie, just about a week before it was released

also another big group of things is just how there’s an obvious reason for taylor and karlie not being seen together throughout 2017:

taylor and karlie disappeared only as the election results came in. they were literally seen together on the eve of the general election in 11/2016. its at this point, literally from this day, that taylor begins wearing the vsfs angel wing ring (read the masterpost linked above). by process of deduction you can prove she’s wearing it in the pic of her and karlie kissing lorde’s cheeks, because she was papped wearing it to the party. i just mean this to say that it makes sense that they stopped being seen for 2017, because they had a reason. the election results.

the glitch 2190 days of our love blackout line represents the amount of time between when they went dark in 2016 til midnights release

in the lavender haze explainer video taylor describe how she and her lover had to combat weird rumors for the past six years. this also neatly fits the time between when they went dark after the election and the release of midnights

miss americana and the heartbreak prince, which is about the 2016 election, includes the line “it’s you and me that’s my whole world”

call it what you want, again, is a song about running away with someone and nobody hearing about you for months, which fits the rep social media hiatus where taylor was not seen

this is more of an opinion i guess but i happen to think that taylor’s “darkest night” was sometime between 2016 and 2017 and i think that call it what you want’s “starry eyes sparking up my darkest night” connects to renegade’s “i tapped on your window on your darkest night” and the lover album prologue and this continued theming of karlie having been there for taylor when taylor was at her lowest.

i could go on and on with the lyric parallels that show the narrative post-election but it’s kind of never ending so anyways.. i’ll keep my list of things to everything right here. hope this all helps!

[cotton-candy-vodka]

Hi! Who is ur fav ASOUE character?? :)

Hello anon! Thanks for the ask!

ASOUE is one of the few pieces of media I enjoy where I really dont have a favorite character. Typically what makes me choose a character as a favorite is if i see myself in them, and in ASOUE that just happens so freaking much. But i want to answer your question at least a little bit, so here’s some ASOUE characters and how they relate to me/why they’re my “favorite”

Violet - she made a promise to her parents to protect her siblings. And honestly, she loves them so much that I think she’d protect them as fiercely as she does even without the promise. But the paradox with her character lies in the fact that she will do anything to keep her siblings safe: like risking their lives. She suggests stealing a boat and riding it across a large lake in the middle of the hurricane. She convinces her siblings to go down a 46-story elevator shaft at the chance of seeing their new friends. Even though her inventions are typically flawless, a lot of them could fail horribly and end up costing the Baudelaires not only their plan, but their lives. Her love is reckless and impulsive. Violet would destroy herself for her family, but when will she drag them down with her?

Klaus - No matter how much time, research, and dedication this poor boy pours into exposing evil, his work is never enough. Klaus pulls an all-nighter studying a subject he doesnt find interesting in the first book alone - i dare any one of us on this wretched website to do something like that. He shows Mr. Poe proof time and time again that Olaf is lurking and attempting to steal the Baudelaire fortune, but no matter how many facts he conjures up, Mr. Poe is ignorant. He spends the whole series fighting for what he believes is just, only to be told that there are no noble people in this world. The philosophies he built his life on are challenged by the world’s obliviousness, and perhaps unwillingness, to decipher what happens in the shadows. But in a world filled with more grey than black and white, will he become the very thing he’s sworn to destroy by blindly believing in good and evil?

Sunny - Say you lived in the shadow of, oh, I dont know, a pandemic. Gen Alpha will live their lives hearing stories told by those before them about how many deaths there were and how the world stopped. But Gen Alpha themselves will only have a lack of social skills and an accute knowledge of technology, not even realizing that what forged their generation is because of covid. The tragedy lies in the fact that they wont understand what made them what they are and why everyone else is so upset about it. Now, how many people do you know that remember what happened when they were around a year old? Exactly. If Sunny is still alive, she’ll always live in the shadow of unfortunate events that defined her life without her knowing it, all while her siblings suffer from immense trauma and all she can do is watch.

Olaf - Is any of his behavior okay? Absolutely not. But what is so upsetting about his narrative is that I believe he sees himself in the Baudelaires. He sees a childlike naïveté in believing noble people exist, that despite trial after trial one can continue to do what is “right”. But Olaf knows. He knows that there is betrayal, greed, and evil prevalent in everyone. And in his masochistic nature, he finds the Baudelaires learning such life lessons the hard way gratifying. He is satisfied to see others suffer as he did, seeing his vision of the world play out. Heck, he thinks he’s doing these kids a favor, teaching them whole they are still young and able to run from VFD. Terrifying? Yes. Understandable? Also yes.

Quigley - This poor boy. Being only thirteen, stripped of his family and almost everything else he cares about, has to survive by himself. No resources, no help. Just a light at the end of the tunnel: VFD. If he can uncover this mystery, he assumes all will be well, that the hole in his heart will heal. But the more he learns, the more he is brainwashed by the cult that is VFD. His savior slowly killing him from the inside. How poetic is that? (This is definitely going into headcanon territory but definitely dont imagine how if he reunites with his siblings normally he’ll only be a shell of himself and how they’ll try to convince him how VFD destroys everything its sworn to protect and how Quigley doesn’t believe them because if they’re true then what’s left of him??? Definitely do NOT think about that).

Isadora: I am a simple woman. I see a hopeless lesbian crushing on a girl who’s in love with her brother and i receive the biggest emotional attachment of my LIFE

I hope in some round-a-bout way all that answered your question. Have a wonderful day!

[lovesickbtch]

Lo'ak dealing with drunk reader

THATS RIGHT IM BACK BITCHES

Pairing : Aged up!Lo'ak x Drunk f!reader

Summary : Lo'ak, Neteyam, Kiri and Reader go to a small abandoned building. Reader finds some type of alcohol and drinks a littleeee bit too much, moving to sit on Lo'ak in the corner. He realises how much more ditzy she is and takes care of her. Best friends to lovers wohoo.

Warnings : NSFW, Alcohol use, Degrading, Dry humping,u

Notes : YES IM BACK YALL I WONT GIVE AN EXCUSE FOR NOT POSTING, IM GLAD TO BE BACK. Oh and also I might be like this a bit often so sry lol

"I think I found it?" Lo'ak pointed ugto an abandoned shack in the distance.

"We'll be quick alright? Before it gets dark." Neteyam replied.

The four of you heading into building with Kiri leading the way.

"Bleugh It smells horrible in here" She held her nose.

"This better be worth it"

The four of you were looking for things from the sky people, a human had been living there for a few years before they had gotten killed.

===============

After venturing for a few minutes Kiri had turned on something which played some type of "sky people music" and you had found a bottle of some type of clear liquid.

"Lo'ak wanna do a challenge?" You asked.

"Ehhh depends what's the challenge?"

You hold up the bottle showing it to him.

"Whoever drinks the most"

"Y/n I don't know if you should drink th-"

You pop open the bottle smelling inside. It had a bitter scent, not smelling how you thought it would.

"Hm- seems good to me! You still sure you don't want any?"

You wave the bottle in his face.

"Nah I'm good, just don't start crying to me when you don't feel so good."

He replied in a mocking tone walking into the lounge area.

"Well- more for me"

You look inside the bottle checking for anything before take a large sip of the drink. Soon turning into a quiet coughing fit.

"Woah that does not taste normal"

You take one more sip, with it being a lot more than before placing the bottle on a shelf nearby.

"Ew why did I do that"

You soon forget what had just happened, shifting over to see what Lo'ak was up to.

"I'm surprised your dumbass is still awake, you'll probably get sick from that"

He was sitting on a small couch, his legs spread across the chair.

"Y/n look at this"

He held up a snowglobe shaking it around at focusing on it quite a bit.

You were interested in it too, but for some reason you felt like moving closer to Lo'ak. Too close, but you soon after could feel your legs getting wobbly.

"H-hey Lo'ak can I just-"

Your ass landed right on his crotch him.

"Y-y/n are you alright??"

He was suprised at first, but seeing your eyes lowered and your face flustered.

" 'm sorry" you said trying to move up.

He held you down with his hands around your waist.

"No Y-y/n are you alright? What happened?"

Sure you've sat in his lap a few times but usually it was just with some light hearted jokes.

But right now did not feel like a joke.

You sat back in his lap with one of his legs separating your thighs.

"I- I dunno, can we stay like this?"

"U-uh y-yea just-"

He was too flustered to think of a proper answer, too focused on your body on top of his.

After a few minutes a conversation was going and he started to feel a bit more confident. You however started to feel dizzy and hot.

Being so close to him, your bodies connected. You could feel his warm breath flowing down your neck. Not to mention your core was resting right on top of his thigh, which didn't help because of your horny and dazed state.

He was rambling about some funny events about him and his siblings, being so caught up with what he was saying that he didn't realise what you were up to.

You found yourself slowly sliding yourself up and down his thigh, slow enough to look like nothing's happening from afar.

Even you didn't realise what you were doing till later on. He did though, he was so flustered. The thought of you getting off of his thigh, he thought he was dreaming. But he couldn't let this moment go to waste, so he watched you as you cutely moved around on him.

You could feel the build up of how damp your clothed cunt was, too tired to care about him slutty you felt.

You slightly picked up the pace, making your heavy breathing hard to control.

You looked up at him regretting everything you'd done. This was the worst way to show a friend your true feelings for them. Especially when you're seconds away from cumming.

His eyes were glued to your body movement, the way your thighs were gliding across his.

He could feel your hot cunt getting rubbed all over him. He watched how your perky tits moving in sync with your hips.

"What's wrong? Done already? Surely you aren't, not a dirty girl like you"

Your eyes widened in embarrassment and terror.

You got up straight away but his pair of arms were glued around your waist.

"I don't think your finished yet, cmon get to work"

[bridgyrose]

Weiss watched Penny pace around again, though she had to admit she was worried too. The way Ruby shut down after being told what happened to her, how she and Penny were rushed out of the room not even a minute after, being told they werent allowed to visit her until the General confirmed it… something didnt feel right about any of this with Ruby. All the words she wanted to say to comfort her wouldnt leave her lips no matter how much she tried. Her heart ached as she watched Penny, knowing just how she felt about Ruby. 

“This is all my fault,” Penny said as she finally sat down. “I just had to tell her what happened to her and she’s going to hate me-” 

“She’s not going to hate you because you told her she died. Besides, its not like she’d blame you for it. No one knew she’d run in the way and I’m sure she’d do it again if she was given the choice. She loves you just as much as we love her.” 

“Yeah but-” 

“No buts!” Weiss sighed and got up to hug Penny, almost relaxing against the synthetic skin. “We both know how Ruby is. She’s protective of both of us.” 

Penny let out a soft sigh and pulled away from Weiss. “And if we’re never allowed to see her again?” 

“We will be.” Weiss nearly jumped as the grimm alarms went off again on her scroll, another call to defend Mantle from the grimm. She pulled her scroll out and dismissed the alarm. “Looks like we’ll have to talk about this later. Mantle needs us.” 

“I’ll meet you out there.” 

“Are you sure? Maybe getting out there will help you. And we can go see your father once we’re finished. Who knows, maybe he’ll know a way to help Ruby.” 

Penny paused for a moment. “He did work on her to keep her alive.” 

Weiss nodded with a smile and took Penny’s hand. “If General Ironwood wont tell us what’s going on with Ruby, then I’m sure he will.” 

“Alright.” 

Weiss gently pulled Penny out of their room and towards the hanger to get onto an airship to get them out to Mantle. Her hand moved to reach for Ruby’s, only for her to stop and look to see Ruby still not by her side. It was a habit that she never could drop, always looking to Ruby to make sure she was doing the right thing. And today she wanted that comfort more than anything.

Still, she entered the airship with Penny and held onto the bar as she waited for the pilot to bring them to the grimm. She kept hold of Penny’s hand as the airship took off, almost squeezing to let her know she wasnt leaving. She spoke again as the drop doors started to open, her voice quiet as if she was trying to reassure herself. 

“I promise, we’ll find out how to help Ruby.” 

Penny gave her a small smile. “I know.” 

Weiss slowly let go of Penny’s hand as she took off, her own heart raced as she took a breath and took a step off for her own landing strategy. The rush of the air reminded her of her first day at Beacon, launched off a cliff for an impromptu landing strategy. Once she was sure she had fallen for long enough, she started to create a few glyphs for her to slow her descent before turning them into solid platforms for a stairway down to the streets. 

When she finally hit the pavement of the streets, she looked up in the air to find where Penny was. A smile crossed her lips once she found her and used her glyphs to start pushing forward to meet up with her. She could hear the grimm sirens in the streets going off as she got closer to the grimm, heart racing as she made sure she was ready for anything. She stopped once she saw the sabyrs that had made their way through the hole, her body relaxed as she watched Penny overhead take on the grimm. But what caught her off guard was hearing her name by a familiar voice she hadnt heard in months. 

“Weiss?!” Yang called out. “Is that you?” 

“Y-Yang?” Weiss took a breath as the dust and ash from the grimm settled, her legs shook as she finally caught the faces of her friends. Yang, Blake, Jaune, Nora, and Ren all there down there street. Finally, she took a step forward as if she didnt believe what she saw until that step turned into a run as she practically fell into Yang’s arms. “Its you. Its… its really you!” 

“It is, Ice Queen.” 

Weiss paused for a moment when she heard how tired Yang sounded, then slowly pulled away as she felt a mechanical hand rub her back. She slowly pulled away to get a good look at Yang, finally noticing the bags under her eyes and how messy her hair was. In fact, once she really got a good look, all of her friends looked disheveled from the journey they’ve been on. Then, she noticed one of Ruby’s cloaks draped over Yang’s shoulder, tattered and ripped as her fingers went across it. “You look like you’ve been through a lot. But… who’s the kid?” 

“We did cross an entire continent to get here,” Jaune admitted as he sheathed his sword. “And that’s Oscar. We… have a lot to explain. Though, I cant say we expected to see you here after your father took you back to Atlas.”  

Weiss nodded and gave her friends a soft smile, glad to know they were alright as Penny landed behind her. “He doesnt exactly approve, but since its Atlas, he allows me. Penny and I have been keeping Mantle safe along with Ruby-” 

“But Ruby’s dead,” Blake interrupted. “We all saw what happened to her.” 

Penny put a hand on Weiss’s shoulder and whispered to her. “Should we tell them?” 

“If we dont now, then we’ll have to later,” Weiss quietly answered as she pulled away from Penny. “Ruby’s alive. She wasnt feeling well a few hours ago but-” she groaned as she heard her scroll go off in tandem with grimm sirens. She shut off her alarms and put her scroll away. “I’ll explain more later. Looks like there’s more grimm to take care of. Want to join?” 

Yang smirked and readied her gauntlets. “Of course!” 

Weiss nodded and started to make her way towards the grimm sirens until she saw red rose petals in the air above her. Weiss stopped once she saw Ruby land between her and their friends. “Ruby! Our friends came-” 

“Stand back, Weiss,” Ruby said as she readied her scythe. “They’re wanted for stealing an airship and putting citizens in danger by wielding weapons without a proper huntsman license.” 

Yang slowly lowered her gauntlets and took a step closer to Ruby. “Weiss was right, you’re alive. We can explain everything-” 

“Take another step closer and I will use force to bring you down,” Ruby interrupted again. “Drop your weapons. I wont ask again.” 

Weiss put a hand on Ruby’s shoulder. “Ruby, they’re our friends, your sister. Dont you recognize them?” 

Ruby went quiet, almost as if she had started to scan them as she stared at each one. Finally, she lowered her scythe for a brief moment to press a button on the communicator in her ear. “Proceed with capture.” 

“Ruby!” Weiss yelled out as she was pushed away from Ruby, unable to help her friends as she watched them get caught in gravity bolas sent towards them. Even as she saw the Ace-ops collect them, her body wouldnt let her move. 

Clover walked over and offered her a hand up. “Are you alright, Weiss?” 

Weiss took Clover’s hand and stood up. “Those are my friends. You have to let them go!” 

“I’m afraid we cant. Stealing an Atlas aircraft, holding weapons without a huntsman license, putting civilian lives at risk while attacking grimm, and that’s without the report we received from Argus about putting the city in danger by disabling the radar. They may be your friends, but right now, they seem more like terrorists.” 

Weiss tried to push past, only to be held back by Clover. “At least let me talk to them! I’m sure its a misunderstanding!” 

“Your job is to keep Mantle safe from grimm. Let my team handle the human threats. Besides, dont you have a siren to take care of?” 

Weiss huffed, but backed down as she watched Ruby and the Ace-ops gather up her friends. Had it been any other team besides the Ace-ops, she’d rush in to free her friends, but the Ace-ops were not a fight she wanted to pick. Nor did she want to fight Ruby either. Instead, she sheathed her weapon and started to make her way towards the grimm siren, turning back as she heard the airship her friends were loaded up into take off. 

“You take care of the grimm,” Penny said as she took off after the airship. “I’ll talk to Winter and see if she can help them!” 

Weiss smiled a bit. “I’ll make sure not to take too long!”

[mommyashtoreth]

TELL ME MORE ABOUT YOUR FIC PRETTYPLEASE (holds bowl out like a starving orphan) 🥺

YAYYYY okay I'm gonna like. dump a whole bunch of stuff that bestie @blackmarketjoy and I have been thinking about and working on and stick it under the cut BUT a little amuse-bouche: I'm currently workshopping a goodomens fan-minisode fic Thing that's set in the 1910s where Crowley is disguised as a live-in maid tempting Some Rich Guy into greed and financial ruin with her demonic wiles and sexy ankles, and Aziraphale is disguised as a war nurse who's been quartered in the same Fancy Rich House with some wounded soldiers under her care because you could just do that sort of thing back then. It's a liiiittle Nanny Ashtoreth/Brother Francis-esque but not quite as pre-planned. Okay that's enough to get you goin here's all the extra nonsense (as Aziraphale and Crowley are both presenting as women in this Thing, she/her pronouns will be used for both throughout):

This whole concept actually originated from a DREAM I had that included Crowley in a vintage nurse's uniform because if I am known for anything it is my ability to be happy, big, and sexually normal. My friend Mifs then was like Oh what if Aziraphale was in a vintage maid uniform lol and that festered in my mind for a while. We ended up switching the roles around because it makes more sense with the timeline (since Az would have her bookshop by this time period and typically isn't wont to leave it for too long unless there's an extenuating circumstance) and is generally more in-character for Aziraphale to have the Helping People role.

As I've said before on this blog, I think it's Easy and therefore boring to reduce Crowley's skill of "temptation" to something purely sexual, especially when she's in girlmode. This isn't to say she's completely nonsexual in this fic thing, it's more fun for me if she isn't, but she's not specifically aiming to, idk, "inspire lust" or whatever. She's merely, idk, convincing this Rich Guy to make extremely bad investments while sitting in his lap or something, AND to reveal how much of an asshole this guy is. I don't know what the hell people invested in in the 1910s but I'm sure she'd pick something absolutely disastrous. Maybe she knew about the upcoming Great Depression

Meanwhile I think Aziraphale is here by complete accident, mostly bc I think it's funny when the universe pushes them together. Also because I'm imagining some sort of "Ugh, you again. What are YOU doing here?" "ME? I'm saving LIVES. I should be asking what YOU'RE doing here, foul serpent" interaction and I love it when women argue because they want to fuck each other

This whole thing is set during the winter because that gives Lots and lots and lots of opportunities for huddling for warmth, hand-holding, dramatic fireplace lighting, etc.

^ Related to huddling for warmth, I think Aziraphale (a little bit too excitedly) offers to room up with Crowley in idk, The Help's Quarters or whatever and they end up sharing a bedroom. Hayden idk if I've told u this but in the book Crowley sleeps despite not needing to (I don't Think this is ever mentioned in the show but like if a book thing isn't directly contrasted by a show thing it's canon to me) while Aziraphale doesn't, so I'm kinda just imagining Az spends all night reading while Crowley sleeps. But since it's cold as fuck Az eventually starts to like. read in bed under the covers while Crowley spoons her "for warmth." Also I know they don't Need light to see but I keep imagining Az summoning some kind of Holy Light to read by (maybe it's just one of the little human preferences they develop over time) and Crowley bitching about how bright it is and kinda pushing her face into Az's neck or shoulder "to cover her eyes." Yuri

Going back to some of the Rich Asshole Guy stuff. I think he's like, creepy and pervy and does a lot of Leering at both Az and Crowley, but is especially bad with Crowley since like "she's leading him on" or whatever. Both the Job minisode and the Edinburgh minisode can pretty easily be described as including some kind of "lesson" (almost always for Aziraphale) and I think it'd be fun to do a version of that where unfairly GOOD things (material wealth) are given to a BAD person, rather than the standard opposite. Ultimately the story would end with Rich Asshole Guy making some kind of unwanted advance and Crowley, having successfully driven him to ruin via his own greed, takes off her glasses and shows her eyes (I imagine he's asked her repeatedly to show her eyes, yknow in a You'd Be Prettier If You Smiled sort of way) and hisses and etc., Putting The Fear Of God in him before she and Az leave. Az could, idk, smite the guy or something too he'd deserve it

I think Az is like veeeery repressed sexually, somehow even moreso in girlmode than she is in guymode, and since Crowley is being Vaguely Sexy it's just the perfect yuri storm. Hayden u already saw the snippet I wrote about this but I'll recount it here anyway: Az pulls some like weird pseudo-victim blamey stuff on Crowley like "I don't know why you're surprised that he tries to look up your skirt, I don't know what you expected, pulling it up that high" bc she's working thru some stuff okay and that's the only way she can process the fact that she notices how much leg Crowley is showing at any given time. She knows better obviously and will admit as much it's just that divinity is a performance, yknow, and she's still trying to pretend to be dedicated to that.

IIIII keep imagining something with like Az smuggling human food and Crowley smuggling human alcohol and they have a little yuri dinner in like the courtyard or something, and Crowley gets to tease Aziraphale for stealing. And then Mifs added onto it this is All their ideas but it's really good so I'm paraphrasing it here: 1) Aziraphale gets sick of eating shitty watery period-accurate Soup For The Poor and decides to finally do something about it 2) since Crowley is a maid she'd have more access to the kitchen and leftover food and etc and since Aziraphale is a nurse she'd have more access to idk wherever rich people put alcohol because it's the 1910s and medicine is fake. So it's like them stealing bits and pieces away for each other yknow... themes

I think Some Rich Guy (who needs a name I'm very open to name ideas for all these side characters) should have kids so Crowley can kinda subtly turn them against him because idk, "honor your father and mother" is a Commandment and all that and therefore not doing so is A Sin even if your dad's a dick (Aziraphale can have a little Moment about this, I love putting her through Moments). I'm imagining this less in like a proactive Nanny Ashtoreth way (Hayden I know u haven't seen the show but Crowley's purpose as Nanny Ashtoreth is to instill as much evil into the child they believe is the antichrist as possible) and more in a "purposefully turning a blind eye and letting kids 'misbehave'" sort of way.

"Why doesn't Aziraphale just miracle her soldiers' wounds better" because she wants to spend as much time with Crowley as possible and she's enjoying the maid/nurse roleplay. Obviously. (When Crowley asks her about this she lies through her teeth, of course)

Another idea from Mifs I'm just gonna stick in here: Az has some kind of crisis because one of her soldiers is getting worse and Crowley has to calm her down about it. Shoulder grabbing, face grabbing, eye contact, hand-holding, etc. Very very psychosexual for them both. Also Crowley ends up doing something to help the dying guy, filling her Niceys quota for the minisode (but she's NOT nice! She's mean and she means it!)

OH working title for this courtesy of Mifs is "Of Lace and Lacerations" which I LOVE. Currently the Google doc I write all my ideas on is called "you like kissing girls don't you"

Idk how explicitly romantic (and possibly even sexual) this Thing is going to be, like the romantic tension is obviously obviously there but idk if there'll be kissing. I need to think on how "canon-compliant" I want this all to be (as romantic tension is very canon-compliant but explicit kissing and etc. is not so much). I've been thinking about a bonus feature at the end that's just nasty woman sex so stay tuned for that

And uhhh I think that's it! This is Way longer than I expected lmao but hopefully u enjoy it Hayden ily <3<3 and hopefully some other people enjoy this too! I'm very excited about how this has been shaping up so far and I really hope to write a real actual long-ish thing. This has been a really good exercise for me in story development, I think having the minisode structure to work within helps my ideas fall into place so much more easily (since I usually have a ton of problems with structure). Goodomens yuri forever I'm giving us the yuri minisode we never fucking got

[snow-143]

Water Coloured Tears | Jeon Jungkook

one- pilot (1.7k words)

Jeon Jungkook. The man that everybody wants, the man that knows this and loves the attention. On campus everybody knows him as Kook. However, I know him as Kookie, or I suppose my Kookie if were being critical. 

He's never told anyone this and neither have I. A well kept secret that only we know here. Of course when I go back home for holidays everybody asks about him, how he's getting on and if were still close. 

The truth is we haven't spoke since the last day of high school, but I keep up the act, answering their prying questions with a soft smile on my face. He's doing good, I usually answer. I'm not lying, from what I can tell he is doing good, amazing even if you look at it from the college dream perspective. 

No one ever asks how I'm doing, they're just curious about the towns golden boy who disappeared the second school was out. Never returning during any breaks from college life. He simply just up and left. Not even savings a second to say goodbye to anyone, except for me. 

I cant tell if this was worse or better, it kind of gave me a false sense of hope, he said goodbye to me and no one else, surely that means something. It didn't. 

In a way I'm kind of glad that they're only curious about him, you see when they ask how he is I don't have to lie, it may not be a full truth but its not a lie. If they asked how I am though, the smile would be far too forced, a toothy one that I am all too conscious of. 

The first time I was returning home I had over thought my replies far too much, only to realise no one cared anyway. I was always Jeons best friend, the hopeless girl who would follow him around with hearts in her eyes, much like a lost puppy. Never my own person, never anyone to be concerned about. Even my mother loved Jeon more. He was the son she never had. The golden child she had always wanted. 

I suspect that she knows I don't talk to him anymore, the depression I fell into after he left was far too telling. Yet she still asks about him, still insists on me taking extra food back to college with me in case he isn't eating properly. She always packs all of his favourite foods, never mine. Never anything I ask for. 

It was a shock to  me when I realised he went to the same school as me. I was overjoyed. Thinking that it must have been fate, destiny had brought us back together. 

That hope died along with my lingering feelings for him when we bumped into each other and he acted like I didn't exist. Just some random girl on campus who couldn't watch where she was going. 

I still remember the pain in my chest when he scowled at me, I could distantly hear some girls snickering at my audacity to bump into 'the Jeon Jungkook'. But it was all muted out by the sound of his heavy footsteps walking away from me. Walking right into the arms of the prettiest girl I have ever seen. 

Her name is Jennie. I've come to learn that she's not only gorgeous but also smart and the sweetest person you'll ever meet. She's honestly perfect. God. I'd date her if I could. But she's only got eyes for Jungkook. 

If I'm being honest, and get over the childish resentment I have towards the idea they'd be the perfect couple. The thing with Jungkook is that he never dates. Not even someone like Jennie. 

He's completely open about this, letting every girl he starts something with know that it wont go any further than a friends with benefits situation, they always think they'll be the one to change him though. 

He cant really be blamed when they get their hearts broken, he was upfront from the beginning, they just refused to listen. I wouldn't say they can be to blame either though, everybody I've ever known has loved Jungkook, its almost impossible not to. I suppose I know this better than anyone. A living and breathing example that you cant be close to him without falling for him. 

But now here I am, resenting everything to do with him. I wasn't upset at him for leaving, I understood that, but everyday of summer that I didn't hear from him buried me deeper into my hurt and anger.

He still had a phone, it didn't have to be the end of our friendship. Seeing him again just cemented this. He was so cold to me, I suppose I get it. He has a new life now, new friends. I guess I'm so hurt because he was all I had and it turns out I was nothing to him. 

I had learned to be content with this. Keeping everything and everyone that has anything to do with him far, far away from me. It was a difficult task but a one I felt I had to do for my own sanity. Yet it was all in vain. All the friends I could've had, all the parties I could've attended, all lost for nothing. 

Because now here I'm sat in my stupid art class next to no one other than Jeon Jungkook. How cliché, being paired up with you childhood best friend who you were madly in love with. 

We've been assigned to take candid picture of our partners and make 5 pieces out of them. all with different emotions in mind and all in different mediums. We've been allowed free rein on this project. However, we will be deducted points if our professor doesn't think our pictures are spontaneous enough or don't show enough emotion. She also is expecting all our pieces to match up with the others, so in total  she wants 10 pieces that represent both of our styles but can also all go together as one project. She's given us all a polaroid camera each, its honestly all so perfect. 

This would usually be my wet dream. I'm allowed to do whatever I like on 5 completely separate projects. But the brooding presence beside me is damping the whole experience for me.  

I'm quite surprised when she tells us this will be our last project of the year, giving us 5 months to complete it. She informs us that it will be 60% of our final grade and she wants us to go big for all 5 of the pieces. 

I can tell other people are stressed by this from all of the muttering around the room but I honestly couldn't think of anything better. 5 months to express myself through my art anyway that I like. I can already feel the ideas rushing to me. 

From an artist perspective I can kind of see me being paired with Jungkook as a blessing. If I have to channel all my emotions into my art I can't think of a better person to do it through. However, as the petty person I am I couldn't be more annoyed. I can tell he's pissed off too, he still has the same habits, I could read his body language with my eyes closed. 

It kind of hurt, I cant lie, I know why I'm upset but is it really so bad for him to be paired up with me? Is he scared I'll ruin the pretty little reputation he's maintained here. It's honestly baffling how much one person can change. He never care what people thought of us before but now he cant even bare being paired up with me. He used to beg our teachers to put us together at school. 

He finally looks at me, a scowl evident on his face, I don't want to be paired up with you either, dickhead. 'I'll ask if there's anyway we can swap.' 

It's strange, the way my heart hurts at this, much like when he first left, or when he ignored me. It's silly, I didn't want to be paired up with him either. 'whatever.'

I'm already packing my things up to leave the class room when our professor starts talking again. 'Oh and one last thing, under no circumstances are you allowed to switch partners. I want this project to be as authentic as possible, I chose people you aren't friends with on purpose, I want you to learn about each other and to show that in your art. I want it to tell a story.'

It's like she's staring directly at me and Jungkook, 'For fuck sake.' Is all I hear him say before I leave the classroom. 

'Hey, wait up.' Jeon grabs my arm, forcing me to face him. I haven't looked him in the eyes since I first bumped into him. The temptation to walk away from him just like he did to me is immensely strong. 'We should at least exchange numbers for the project.' 

He sounds far to annoyed to my ears and it ticks me off even more. 'You're such a cunt.' Ripping my arm away from him I go to make my exit again. Call me dramatic but this is the first time we've talked since he left and I cant help but be a little bit pissy with him. God, he even deleted my number. 

'What the fuck is that meant to mean.' Oh, he's seething . Good. 

'Are you serious right now?' 

'No.' he deadpans. god this boy infuriates me. 'Of course, I'm serious. What is your problem.'

'You're my problem. You and your stupid better than thou act.' It comes out as a laugh. An angry one. 

'Look, I don't know why you're so mad at me, but you're going to have to get over it if were going to pass this class.' It's a reasonable point ill give him that. But really, he doesn’t know why i’m mad at him? That HAS to be a joke.

Sighing I decide to compromise, 'Just message me on Instagram, or did you delete that too?' It's petty I know, but I had to get it out.

'I'll message you later.' Completely ignoring my childish remark, he begins walking in the opposite direction. Being the one who gets to walk away yet again.

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a/n: and it begins 🤭

[nightwanderers12081]

dp phandom who followed us sorry this is not dp related BABDBS

So-- have been fixating on Sonic for a bit-- a few aus have popped into mind and i want to talk about one called "Gone with the Wind", a satbk au

This au takes place immediately following the end of satbk

Upon being declared King, Sonic decides that he does not, in fact, want to be king and wants to go home, and asks merlinda if she could send him home, She denies his request because she believes their needs to be a king.

He decides right then and there that if no one would help him get home, then he might as well do it himself, he bolts away leaving everyone (including caliburn) in shock.

he stops by Griffin(tails-- this is infact based on a fic iykyk) blacksmith and picks up a different sword (a very basic one-- Griffin makes sure its fitted well-- well as well as he was able too considering Sonic is in a rush) under the lie that Caliburn said he should have a back up weapon just in case, After he buys the essentials like a stock of food and a cloak(for a disguise) and leaves town

He camps out in the dragon's cave since he had already slayed the dragon and there weren't any remaining enemies there anymore since King Arthur was gone. The cave becomes his home as he figures out how the fuck to get home

Meanwhile, the knights set up a missing poster asap, Griffin sees the poster and is concerned for Sonic's well being.

Back to Sonic-- he starts making trips to town every few weeks to refill on food-- Griffin catches him one night but agrees to help him by sneaking him food and other supplies he needs, he also finishes customizing Sonic's new sword to his liking

Another thing is that Sonic will train by Challeging passing knights(usually those he thinks are newer based on how they carry themselves n haow they act, etc) to a friendly duel under a different name(we haven't thought of his fake name yet) usually most dont really think about it. The purpose of training is that if hes caught, he wont be defenseless

SPEAKING OF BEING CAUGHT

Gawain recalls how sonic was heading to slay a dragon in the past before being interrupted by himself-- only to continue on his journey after beating him

Lancelot offers to go, Caliburn says he should bring him along to which Lance declines because he might not even be there

Anyways Lance makes the trip, Sonic was near the entrance and noticed him entering and hides towards the top of the cave in the shadows, covering his blue quills as much as possible so he doesn't stand out

Wasn't sure where to mention this so im plopping it here but Sonic made alot of renovations to the Cave so he was more comfortable while he tried to find his way home-- this includes things like small acoves of food or blankets and wooden bridges that he could run across

Back to the "plot", Despite having a genuinely good hiding spot, Lance notices him considering hes very observant and they have a confrontation-- starting with a sword fight

Sonic kind of shouts at him during the fight about how he never even wanted this and how he was literally taken out of his world without being given any choice in the matter and now they expected him to stay despite literally going by the title knight of the wind

The fight ends there, Lance hesitantly offering comfort while Sonic breaks down over how he just wants to go home and how he misses his friends

Lance is conflicted, hes unsure if its the right thing to turn in Sonic now. He decides that he wouldn't tell the other knights for now while he cleared his head, and tells Sonic just as much. Want to mention this isn't a guaranteed "I wont turn you in" but its a possibility

Sonic is just grateful that hes not being turned into the knights.

This was literally and idea that popped into our head last night so its not completely fleshed out-- we still want to start plotting out how Sonic finds his way home-- atm we want him to talk to the Lady at the Lake at some point for guidance

We've seen alot of aus where Sonic takes up the role of king or is teetering between being king or leaving, so we thought it would be fun to make an au where he very clearly chooses to not be king

In terms of ships n stuff, atm we have nothing but this au could be implied Lansoni (we thrive for more lance and knight of the wind content compared to lance and king arther/sonic(WHICH IS GOOD CONTENT WE JUST WANNA SEE MORE OF THE PRIOR))

[verishere]

After seeing you reblog and post about it, and also just because i’m in the mood for an info dump

Tell me anything about the LOTR/Hobbit series that’s really cool

If I told you anything that I think is really cool I'd be typing for several hours and then I'd remember a few more things over the oncoming years. I will instead tell you things that are cool until I am too tired to continue writing. I expect three thousand words minimum. And when you say "thats really cool" most of this is what I Find Really Cool, not what Most People Find Really Cool, so a lot of it might not be interesting. Remember, I'm a worldbuilder first, so Tolkien's worldbuilding is Really Cool, even if its in the small things. Also I have only read a few scenes of the hobbit (only whats neccessary to understand LOTR, so anything after the dragon's death and when Bilbo finds the ring) so I won't comment on that. Also this is pretty much entirely from memory. I have a copy of the Silmarillion, the Hobbit, and the LOTR all in one pdf on my computer but I don't care enough to fact check most of this, so if something is wrong its my memory and laziness' fault.

So first the connections to the Silmarillion are everywhere if you've read it. We have Frodo, when he accepted the ring, being compared to the highest elf friends of old, even Beren himself, by Elrond, which I say the highest praise Frodo received in the entire book and it was only for accepting the journey (aaaactually that's wrong, Elrond says if he succeeds he will be honored in such a way. He just says it RIGHT after Frodo accepts it). But that an obvious connection. Almost right after they leave Rivindell, they pass through what is now called Hollin, but that is once Eregion; for all we know, Frodo when Gandalf tells them where they are is standing in the place the three Rings of Power were forged (also I love that in that scene Legolas just goes "yeah those fuckos who lived here were strange and I don't get them" before saying that the rocks missed em now).

I just realized I was about to go over a list of several other places that were connected to the Silmarillion without any opinions so I wont now. What I love about it is the feeling you get while reading the LOTR that this is an old world. It seems sometimes like the problems they are facing are new, and the darkness Sauron spread was a new threat, because Frodo is the main perspective (ish) character, and he is a hobbit. The hobbits only once saw battle at all before Frodo left the Shire. But the ruins and relics show just how old the world is- they are living in a very, very old world, and as time goes on this fact becomes clearer. Gondor feels like an old, ancient kingdom when we are in Denethor's halls. Gondor is almost brand new in comparison to what came before it.

The only other connection to the Silmarillion I'll directly mention is the light of the Phial of Galadriel. That light is darker, weaker, and barely breathing by comparison, but assuming that it is undiluted by the other stars when Galadriel captured it from the star of Earendil, that is the undiluted light of the two trees of Valinor, the last of that light that lives in Middle Earth, save what exists in the Caliquendi's (which at this point is like three elves in total) eyes and what light shines from Eärendil's star. That phial is fucking incredible, and in fact after Frodo past into the West it should be placed in Aragorn's throne room in honor. (also when Frodo first receives it he sees Galadriel behind the light and she appears like a queen again, but fair now, not terrible. and. !!!)

Next the fact we don't see everything in LOTR? There's multiple plotlines we just Do Not See but that are hinted at and show us the world is actually still living and breathing- Tolkien wasn't just writing his main characters, every character was doing something. The son's of Elrond, for example, are some of the scouts who were why Frodo had to wait so long in Imladris- infact they were the scouts who were why he had to wait so long, as they were the last to return. We don't know what they were doing, except making sure the way is clear. I headcannon they did not find the way as clear as the Company found it, and they are the reason why it was as clear as they did, but it's not certain. Gandalf talks with Tom Bombadil near the end, and fuck knows what they are talking about. Even for the stuff we do eventually see its still clear the world was progressing behind the scenes; the scouring of the shire, the riding of the northern Rangers, the sons of Elrond being sent to join with them, the eagles arriving to rescue Frodo and Samwise, and so much more. The world was alive the entire way through, not just the parts that centered around the Company.

One of my favorite things about the book (its a singular book, fight me) is that Frodo was never strong enough to complete the quest. He failed, and there was no other path that would have prevented it. Had they walked faster and faced fewer enemies, he'd have failed. Had Boromir not failed himself, Frodo still would have failed. Had the company not split, he'd have failed. NOTHING could have succeeded, no one could have intentionally destroyed the One Ring, the idea of that was completely hopeless from the very begginning. The only possibility was the One Ring being destroyed by fortune, and it being in a position for misfortune to destroy it by the will of someone who could resist it juts long enough to get it there. That was the only way to do it. It's not a failure on Frodo's part, its the way he was made and the way the Ring was made. He actually did better than pretty much anyone else could have possibly ever done, and he did it with the help of a faithful servant who can see the light in any darkness.

So to end it I think my second favorite thing about the LOTR is one of the most commonly considered favorite things, that being that it is a story of small people- litterally and figuratively- entering into the deeds of kings and gods, and just fucking barely being what actually saves the world. The theme that the small people are who decide the fate of the world is incredible, and I wish it was demonstrated more in real life.

My favorite thing is, of course, the worldbuilding. What did you expect from me, a thematic element?

...Wow this was not even one thousand words, much less three thousand. Maybe I'm too tired to remember everything I would be talking about. It's almost two AM.

[cherrytea556]

Helluva boss and how they execute apologies

Helluva boss recently produced an episode where blitzo and fizz finally gets some focus and even some sort of payoff to their conflict with each other. Unfortunately, their payoff is as good as the other apologies (since it technically does pay off by an apology from their conflict being personal between each other), which in hindsight, isn't that great. I'll be discussing the problem with the apologies, not just of blitzo to fizz but also the apologies helluva boss executes in general.

Rushed Forgiveness As Closure

Usually in helluva boss, when one of the characters apologies to the other, the other will just quickly forgive them because they apologized regardless of the actions that they caused on them. An example of this would be octavia and stolas as well as blitzo and fizz. When stolas apologies to octavia for having an affair behind her mothers back, she quickly forgives him after he reassures her that he wont leave her. Sure, you can say that octavia implies to not be 100% forgiving of stolas with the line of 'your okay sometimes' towards the end though it's still serves as a rushed conclusion from how its the first episode of where their dynamic is established, leaving little room for their purpose in the longer term of the story since their main conflicted was already finished since it started. With blitzo and fizz though, while their was acknowledgement of forgiveness taking a longer time (which is appreciated), their conflict is still solved by the end of the episode, with fizz hugging blitzo after saving him from the fire (a direct parallel to blitzo running away from fizz in the flashbacks) and even letting blitzo use the crystals because he believes that blitzo earned it. This i argue is a worse case than octavia and stolas, because while you can argue that octavia doesnt seem to forgive stolas as much as we thought, it doesnt appear the case for fizz and blitzo because despite what fizz previously stated about forgiveness, he seems to forgive blitzo by the end of the episode by letting him use the crystals out of 'earning it' from the apology and that he didnt run away again when hes on fire. Another is the actions that make the forgiveness feel rushed. While stolas actions to octavia was cheating on her mother which would cause mental harm to octavia and already would take long to forgive, blitzo fired up the circus which in turn, causes severe harm to fizz, not only emotionally but also physically from his limbs being destroyed by who he considered a friend. This makes the forgiveness feel rushed, especially when fizz starts to dismiss that harm just because he found out it was an accident (because accident or not, he still lost his limbs and got severely betrayed by a close friend). Both are meant to serve as closure for the conflicts or at least their respective episodes and it just doesn't work with how the actions of the ones apologizing for wouldn't be as easy to forgive, at least not as much just because the characters intent despite their actions still causing harm (stolas flirting with blitzo while octavia was there/him cheating on her moms back, fizz losing his limbs and possibly reputation to blitzo etc...) Hell they even do a similar thing in truth seekers where blitzo apologises to moxxie for treating him like shit, explaining why as 'wanting him to be tough' which is a problem, but not for the same reasons....

Apologies of contradiction

With blitzo's apology to moxxie, he said he did it to 'make him tougher' and that he 'promises to be a different' however, after truth seekers, we dont ever see this change their dynamic is back to square one. This is seen in seeing stars where blitzo joins in on the fat joke loona make to moxxie, exs and oohs where blitzo threatens to kill moxxie after assuming that he shit talked him to his father and unhappy campers where he still clearly treats moxxie like shit from s1, even calling him a disgrace. This contradicts the apology entirely and makes it pointless from how their dynamic still hasnt make much if not, any change from s1. Another would be octavia and stolas where stolas still sleeps with blitzo in the EXACT same location that octavia heard her mother yelled about in episode 2 (him and stella's bed), again contradicting his apology to octavia as he doesnt even think of her while engaging in his affair further (not even sleeping in a different area mind you), making the apology, especially octavias forgiveness feel pointless because the characters dont change from it, they revert back to their old selves in order for the plot to move foward. And speaking of plot...

Stale bread of screentime

From episode 2 onward, stolas and octavias conflict is already finished at that point, making it hard to come up with new conflict for them. So with that problem, they just repeat the arc again with octavia running away because her dad ignored her to yell at stella and a future one where they seem to have the exact same conflict again but with lying (though i wont spoil it because it's a leak and should be talked about when the episode released). This causes their dynamic to become stale and just not engaging to watch because of them repeating the same arc again with stolas doing something to mess up, him apologizing for it and all is forgiven until the next time we see them together. It gets old fast. Similar state with fizz and blitzo from how the s2 premeire/trailer show blitzo and fizz dancing in an implied romantic sense, only for fizz to stab blitzos back by taking his key (as seen here):

And while it makes sense from their dynamic in s1, episode 6 of s2 coming out before this does make it questionable whether or not their gonna repeat the same thing again despite the conflict already being solved. And while you can argue this might make sense in different contexts (like him taking blitzos keys for the music concert episode in a i guess jokesy way than malice one), it still leaves a concern of how their gonna play that dynamic for future episodes because if their repeating it, then its stale and pointless from how they couldve just made fizz not forgive blitzo at all and it wouldve flowed better narratively but if they immediately make them jokesy towards each other like those kinds of 'sus' friends then it would make it even more rushed (not to mention how he doesnt need blitzos key when he has ozzie but idk, maybe they'll give an explaination in that episode if that scene appears there). This would also be the case with blitzo and moxxie as well but in a different sense, that sense being that their dynamic from s1 would become stale, especially from blitzo's apology where it implies that they'll be some sort of growth in their relationship.

All in all, helluva boss handles apologies not as greatly from its rushness, contradictions to the apology and how it would uncut their future dynamic together in the upcoming episodes.

[pastanest]

if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @rosieathena - thanks so much!! ♡

Spencer Reid x she/her!reader

Goodnight’N’Go

“God...damn, do you see that girl?” Derek commented, his eyes distracted by another woman that had captured his full attention, as per usual.

And as per usual, Spencer was unfazed by his friend and coworker being so easily distracted, and was instead focussed on continuing the investigation. Admittedly, there was very little for him and Derek to do, Hotch was leading an interview with a witness inside the house they were standing outside of, which was where they had been instructed to stay until the interview was over. Still, it wouldnt hurt for Spencer to memorise as many details about this house as he could, just in case.

“Seriously, kid, look at her!” Derek uttered, a dazed tone to his voice as he nudged his friend, causing Spencer to glance over his shoulder at whoever had mesmerised the man beside him.

He wasnt expecting to recognise the dream that Derek was entranced by, but he did, and he immediately understood his friend’s entranced state.

“Im gonna have to go talk to her...” Derek mumbled, only managing one step in her direction before Spencer placed a hand on his shoulder.

“Let me.” Was the only explanation he gave Derek for his actions, and it caused his friend to step back and raise his hands in a surrender. Not that Spencer noticed, he couldnt tear his gaze from you, nor could he continue to resist the urge to run to meet you.

An ice cream truck was the reason you had crossed that very street, not taking note of anybody or anything, completely consumed with thoughts of which ice cream you were going to order. Just as the cone was handed to you, the sound of fast footsteps approaching you was finally acknowledged by your otherwise distracted mind, and when you looked up, there he was. Giving you the same wonder-filled eyes he always gave you.

Tell me why you gotta look at me that way, you know what it does to me.

He hadnt even known you were in town, he wasnt even in the town he lived in! But that was just the way it was between you two. One perfect coincidence after another, from the day you met, to every other day you managed to find each other again, to have another perfect night together. Whether it was at your place, his, or some cheap hotel room, it didnt matter. You found each other time and time again, and every single time, it would end the same way.

“On a case?” You asked, the same question you had asked on so many occasions upon bumping into him, the same question with the same slight smirk on your face.

“Yeah. What’re you doing here?” Spencer questioned, his voice blessed with the tone of surprise and awe that never failed to expose his excitement at seeing you, every single time.

You shrugged. “There was a concert last night just down the street. Thought I’d check it out, booked a hotel room the day before. I was in such a rush that I accidentally overbooked, I’ve got the room for another night.”

And you watched as his pupils dilated, nodding as all words escaped him.

So baby, what you tryna say?

You smiled and took ahold of his hand, pulling a pen from your pocket to note down the phone number of the hotel you were staying at, as well as the room number. Of course, you could have given him the address too, but you knew Spencer was smart enough to find you based on a list of numbers alone, and his intelligence never failed to amaze you.

“Show up whenever you’re free. If Im not there, just wait for me, I wont be long.” You breathed, words so light and so void of emotion, but filled with so much context that remained an utter mystery.

Without any further words, you rose to your tiptoes and left a lasting kiss on Spencer’s cheek, before you turned and walked away from him, leaving the genius in a state of shock, and the sound of the ice cream truck fading into the distance as you drifted further away.

Sure enough, at exactly 8:31pm, there was a knock at your hotel room door. You opened the door, a small smile already on your face, which only widened upon seeing your favourite person in the world standing before you. His hands found yours, and you lifted them to your face, allowing him to hold your smile in his hands as you both stumbled into your room, your eyes never leaving his.

You already know what I'm thinkin', boy.

As soon as you heard the door click shut, you jumped on him, your legs wrapping around his waist as your arms locked around his neck, your fingers pulling at his hair as your lips found relief in his.

Some nights, that’s all it was between you. Find each other, find a room, and intertwine your souls all over again. It really depended on how long you had gone without seeing each other, because on the nights when you could be in his presence for more than a few minutes without tearing each other’s clothes off, you could experience a year’s worth of joy in a single evening.

Wherever you were, Spencer would begin planning out an evening from the moment he saw you, he���d remember every possible date destination he had seen that day, recall any reviews he had read for them online, and correlated that information with your interests. He would buy you a bouquet of a dozen roses, which would be in his hands when he showed up at wherever you were staying, and you’d go out to whatever destinations he had found. Sometimes it was a movie, sometimes it was dinner, sometimes it was a romantic walk along a city street at night. And when you both started to feel the night lay heavy on your eyes, you would stumble back to wherever you would be staying that night, order a pizza, and watch trash tv until you both fell asleep with smiles on your faces and your bodies wrapped up in each other. The way he treated you made your heart sing and sink with guilt simultaneously.

Oh, why'd you have to be so cute? It’s impossible to ignore you.

Every time you were apart, you tried to convince yourself things were fine, that you were better off on your own. You even tried to deny that your heart ached for him, but that was the most pitiful state of denial you had ever experienced. Nothing in existence had the power to divert your desperation for him.

Whenever you were together, you spent every second smiling. You’d listen to countless new facts that Spencer had memorised in the time since he last saw you, never failing to leave you thoroughly impressed. A night with him always passed in the blink of an eye, but you live out a whole other life in every blink. So many memories in one single night, so many conversations, compliments; it was for those few hours that he was your constant, like he had never been away from your side. Every night with him became the new best night of your life, filled with nerdy jokes that had you chuckling months later when you randomly remembered them, as well as the familiar ache in your heart at the memory of how much you laughed the first time you heard them, and the proud smile on his face as he watched the happiness he brought you bloom before his very eyes.

Why must you make me laugh so much?

It was those eyes, the way he looked at you, the way he smiled, talked, laughed, whispered, mumbled in his sleep. All of it. Every single thing left you swarmed with sickening guilt, because every night would end in the same way. You would be holding him, or perhaps he would be holding you, you would say goodnight, and there would always be a sadness in Spencer’s voice as he said goodnight back. But there was always a glimmer of hope in his tone too, the tiniest spark of hope that maybe this time you wouldnt disappear after saying goodnight. Maybe he would wake up and you would still be beside him, maybe you could continue the fun you had the night before, maybe you could admit the feelings you had instead of running away. But his hope that he held onto so desperately fell flat every single time.

Just say goodnight and go.

And that night you assumed would be no different. After making out for a few minutes and landing on your bed, you broke away from the kiss.

“Drink?” You asked breathlessly, staring up at Spencer with swollen lips and messy hair.

It took him a moment to reply, because he was caught up in admiring you at what he believed to be your most beautiful, but when he did, it was what you expected.

“Yeah, ok.”

He fell onto his back beside you on the bed, both of you catching your breath as you sat up and ventured over to the mini fridge a few feet away from the bed in your hotel room.

“Is it a shots kinda night or a classy slow sip kinda night?” You questioned, looking over your shoulder at the man sprawled out on your bed with an arm over his eyes.

“I think it’s a night for shots.” Spencer answered, and you made a mental note that he needed to unwind, whatever had happened on the case today had left him stressed; you didnt need to ask about that, you just needed to make sure he was alright.

“Do you wanna just split a bottle or do you want shot glasses?” You held up some shot glasses and a bottle as you turned to face him. Sometimes, he preferred shot glasses, and he was a germaphobe, but he had accepted that - considering the amount of...exchanges, the two of you had experienced - he had already contracted pretty much all the germs he could get from sharing a bottle with you.

“We can split a bottle if you’d like.” Spencer suggested, and you nodded, putting the shot glasses back down on top of the fridge before taking your place beside Spencer with a bottle of vodka in hand.

You took a swig, your face scrunching up at the bitter taste as you wiped your mouth and passed the bottle to Spencer, to watch him have the exact same reaction before passing the bottle back to you. For a minute or two, you took in turns taking gulps of vodka from the bottle in silence, until you decided to break it.

“So, what’s new in the life of Doctor Spencer Reid?”

We’ll have drinks and talk about things.

As usual, you talked for hours about anything and everything, sometimes turning on the tv until one of your drunk personalities turned it off again, but mostly just having the weirdest and funniest drunk conversations.

“What happened to that woman at your work that you said you had a crush on years ago? JJ? Do you two still talk? Is she still hot? Spill!” You poked his chest as you took another swig, and Spencer laughed, hiccuping in between some of his laughs.

“It was JJ, and we still talk, we still work together, but there’s nothing there. Hasnt been anything there for a long time. She got married and had kids. Guess I just moved on, spared my heart the pain.” Spencer explained in a drunken hurry.

You frowned “That’s a real bummer dude, Im sorry about that.”

He nodded but didnt elaborate on anything he’d said, so you lifted the bottle in the air.

“A toast! To our mostly unscheduled but always very fun cuddle and sex dates!”

That brought a smile back to Spencer’s face, and when you both realised he had nothing to toast with because you were sharing a bottle, you both burst out laughing. It wouldnt have been funny if you werent drunk, but considering you were, it was the funniest thing in existence, and you ended up rolling around the bed with tears streaming from your eyes.

“I think 8 hours of cuddles tonight sounds reasonable, what do you think?” You started a brand new conversation the moment you calmed down.

Spencer wiped his eyes “Sounds good, are those awake or asleep cuddles?”

You roll your eyes “Awake, obviously! Sleeping cuddles dont count!”

Spencer smiled “Of course, how could I forget!?! We’d better get started then, cant have either of us falling asleep!” And with that, he opened his arms for you to fall into.

Any excuse to stay awake with you.

It wasnt until an hour and a half later that you really processed what Spencer had said.

“Who did you move onto?” You questioned.

Spencer frowned at you, you had shifted cuddle positions several times until you decided that tonight the most comfortable one included you lying on top of him, your head on his chest and his arms holding you there.

“What?” Spencer was completely lost, and you werent surprised. You were both drunk, and the words he had said that you were referring to were said a little while go.

“Earlier, you said you moved on from JJ, you saved your heart the pain. You could have moved on and gotten over it, but the way you phrased it was like you found someone that’s better for your heart. Who’s that?” You clarified.

Spencer sighed. “We both know who it is, you dont even need to ask.”

You couldnt figure out whether it was the weight behind Spencer’s confession or whether it was the alcohol in your system, but you felt dizzy all of a sudden.

“I feel the same, y’know.” You’d never said it aloud before, but you knew it to be true, and drunk you was just a little worse at keeping it a secret.

“I know.” Spencer answered, and your heart stopped.

“Sorry, just scared.” So few words, but so much explained within them, and you knew he understood, he deserved to understand.

“I know, and it’s ok, you dont need to worry. I’ve fully accepted my fate of waiting for you. Whenever you’re ready, whenever you feel safe...I’ll be waiting.”

Even when not entirely stable, his words touched your heart in a way that felt different. Part of you was always worried that this thing with Spencer would never last, because you knew of his feelings, of course you did, you shouldnt have been surprised that he knew about yours, but you were worried that he’d get sick of this. Sick of you running away, never admitting what was blindingly obvious. You thought at the very least that he’d get impatient with you, but there he was, telling you that he would wait for you, no matter how long it took.

We’d be good, we’d be great together.

There wasnt a rush, he was willing to wait. The pressure was lifted from your shoulders with that confession alone. You felt rushed to feel safe in giving your heart to him, because you wanted to, so badly, and you felt terrible that you couldnt because you knew he wanted you to. But he was prepared to wait, and to continue to wait for however long he needed to.

You lifted your head from your chest to look at his face. Spencer. Your heart sang, whimpered, and screamed his name all at once. This was the man that had been in love with you for a time that you didnt know, the man that put his heart on the line every single time he saw you, the man who continued to love you even when you left him time and time again. Those were the eyes of the one person that loved you more than anyone else ever could, and ever would. This was it. He was it.

I know how you want it, baby, just like this.

And when he stared into your eyes, he thought the same about you. You have been, continue to be, and always will be, everything. It is absolute in his head, he knows it. You are the best parts of his past, present, and future. His favourite memories, and the holder of all his favourite future memories too. You are the keeper of his heart. The eyes that can melt him with a single glance, the girl he’d do anything for without you even needing to ask. He saw the rest of his life in those eyes, even if that future consisted of just waiting for you, he would love every second of it. And you could see that, finally.

Spencer’s eyes left yours to glance down at your lips. He wanted to kiss you more than he had ever wanted anything else in existence. Prior to the confession you had just given him, the only proof he had of his feelings being reciprocated was in the way you kissed him. But now he’d heard it, you’d told him, the secret was out. He didnt need to wonder anymore. And yet, all Spencer wanted was to kiss you, still.

While you're lookin' at 'em, baby, read my lips.

“I love you.”

[tokyogruel]

For the milgram ask game, Kotoko for 6, 8, 12, and 19!!! :3

6. favorite relationships with another character in the prison?

its so cliche to say mahiru i think but truly- mahiru. theyve got such a playful relationship and the way mahiru talks so sweetly to/about kotoko makes my heart melt.

and ive been thinking a lot more about her with shidou... they dont directly interact, but theyre fun to think about... shidou "im left to clean up the aftermath of your actions" vs kotoko "i dont care if youve been overly-forgiven by the warden, i will not let you get in the way of justice" also... 5 + 10? YELLS

what is your theory for their crime? if there is general consensus on it in the fandom, do you have any other, not-so-widely-accepted thoughts on it?

i feel like kotokos crime is pretty straight forward: vigilante justice carried out as vigilante justice usually is; poorly and with grave consequence

and hm... my thoughts on it.. well, i definitely dont think vigilante justice is good, ever. one person should never be judge, jury, and executioner. but with kotoko... i want to know more about WHY she is driven towards vigilante justice.. what has driven her so far to the point where she is willing to burn all her bridges, distance herself from others, spend her hard-earned money and drop out of school for the chance to kill someone she deems to be a bad person- even though she risks going to prison after the first time she ever draws blood? why is she risking so much, for so little?

12. what do you wish would be discussed more often about them in the fandom?

god. anything and everything. kotoko is very widely ignored by fans unless they are interested in her, specifically. and it sucks! she is such a weird character, but such a good character. you say you dont care about others, yet you claim you want to protect the weak, but if they get in your way regardless you will crush them. what drives you? what happened to you to make you think like this? why are you so back-and-forth?? i also want to see more people talk about how she potentially has DID, its one of my favorite theories. i want to see more discussion on the wolf-theming, and why her headspace seems to be a barren desert. i want people to talk about how, even if she does terrible things- she is not beyond saving, there is a kind and gentle heart hidden away under her layers of fear and trauma.

but i do wanna ask a few questions to the audience, and let you all take a moment to stew on her character before deep cover...

what do you think happened in her past to push her to believe vigilante justice should be her path?

what do you think drives her to focus on the specific targets she has in harrow?

why do you think kotokos victim looks so much like fuuta?

who do you think the 3 different girls are in harrow? do you believe one of them may be kotoko herself?

what could she possibly gain from draining her life savings on a false sense of justice?

why do you think she actively pushes away any sense of connection in her life?

in regards to her family members, why do you think she mentions these specific people, in this specific order? (for your reference, her family interrogation answer is thus: (taken from the milgram wiki)

19. what do you think their childhood/teenage years were like?

bad. LMAO. i think she went through a majorly traumatic event as a child, and she's largely blocked it out of her memory, but it still drives her actions today. i wont go into detail on it now, because i fear it would be very very triggering for others (and deserves its own, carefully-written post), but i believe her past may consist of the following: child abuse, sexual assault, and trafficking

edit: as for her teenage years, i think this is when she really started to self-isolate. she probably didnt have many friends to begin with, and pushed the remaining ones away at this point. she probably dove head-first into her vigilante research first, and her studies second, and everything else beyond that was just noise to her

[sempsimps]

Drunk Alastor x (fem reader)

oof here we go second fanfic ever, i loved the support i got from the first one and honestly i was confused and inspired (sorry if my writing sucks :] but im taking advice and using ,'s also this took me a week to write lol) also its a little head cannon of mine but i feel like Alastor would actually really like Shakespeare idfk

tags;

nsfw

angst with comfort

description of a panic attack (writing from experience oop)

sub Alastor soft dom reader (be gentle he's sensitive lmao)

drinking ikik shock horror

some biting and hickeys mentioned

blowing off steam i guess

might be ooc becuse I've never written (anything) Alastor before

more tags to cum :P

i hate to say it but mimzy was right, put on some jazz and pour some rye and alastor becomes a kitten, so i did just that. when husk left he was my only cover from mimzy so i was stuck with her. all she talked about was either alastor and her "amazing dancing skills" 'yeah right, yesh talk about self centred' it was so obvious she liked alastor more than a friend but t did apreaciate the tips even if she didnt know we were a thing, the whole loan shark situation clearly was the last straw for alastor especially after lucifers whole uh well "fight", he claimed to have to let off some steam with the loan sharks but i could see right through him, although i secretly cheered when alastor told mimzy to leave the hotel the irritation was clear on alastors face his smile seeming off and so with my newly learned information to use i turn to husk he seemed shaken as well.

"yo husk you wouldn't happen to have a full bottle of rye?"

he looked at me one eyebrow raised and turned around to a locked box with a padlock and everything from under the counter 'the fuck'.

"i know you and al are uh whatever the fuck you are but j-just don't tell him i gave this to you because well hell probably make me pay in some way"

"oh, okay then no problem i wont say a thing"

Husk handed me the bottle 'oh shit okay then he really loves ....' i turn the bottle to read the label, it said straight whiskey 'ah that makes so much sense, okay' i slowly nod at husk as he opened two more bottles 'oh shit that bad okay then' i gave him an awkward salute and walked off the bottle in hand, i headed to my room to grab a blanket and my speaker thing to play jazz/electro swing from my playlist with some of my favourites on there, after todays events i knew that he would need a drink and i wanted to save husk some trouble and ya know spend time with al. so i got to work setting up i had the only spare key to his private study and i thought that the swampy area would look nice, i brought a black and red plaid picnic blanket from my room to put on the ground using random rocks to keep the corners in place i found a short stool it was wooden and looked right at home in this room the deer accents on the legs added a nice touch i used that to place a candle, it said it was "black cherry" on the label 'that name isn't really fitting the candle its red, but it certainty dose smell like cherries' i placed it onto the wooden surface i stood up and walked towards the wooden side of the room looking back at my small display and smiled 'not as shit as i thought it would look, improvement !' i looked around the room and found some glasses they were cool looking 'oooo fancy' i set onto the stool along with the untouched bottle of rye, i connected the speaker to my phone Alastor disliked the fact i had it to begin with but accepted it as a safety measure if i ever needed it which he made sure i didn't, anyway the devices connected and the first song posing started to play i nodded my head along before i left the room i made sure to light the candle 'okay now to find the unusually grumpy deer' i exit his study and locked the door behind me, the rest of the staff and residents were off in their rooms or busy with somthing, it was quite late now. i heard the click of the lock and pocketed the key and off to search for the strawberry man, it didn't take me long to hear the static and loud screeches coming from the lobby i was now hurried in my steps i approached the sound of Alastor and seen him leaning over the bar half demon mode towering over husk his antlers protruding from his head and the green symbols slowly floating around him, no doubt dials in his eyes.

"husk for your own soul,where is it!?"

"i told you b-boss its not here"

'oh shit oh shit oh fuck, okay i fucked up' i seen husk slightly trembling ears pulled back, wings tucked behind him and our eyes meet he asked for help silently, i half ran and half jogged towards Alastor, i gently tugged at his coat getting a large radio feedback screech jumping a little at the sound, before he turned around around with an audible snap to see me and i reacted by rushing out my words.

"hey! al i know you hate being touched but i didn't know how to get your attention safely but that's not important right now! come with me"

i spoke rapidly briefly confusing the deer he froze. antlers going back to normal shape and size before i kinda dragged him out of the lobby towards his study by the tail of his coat giving husk a last look of apology, i felt a light tug at my wrist and i let him go immediately and i held my head down in slight embarrassment as we walked down a hallway.

"although i don't completely despise the touch from you my dear, but-"

"no no its okay sorry i know i pushed a boundary. just didn't know how else i was suppose to calm the situation and uh i have the rye Mimzy said you liked it so i asked husk for some that's why he uhh didn't have it...."

i seen his eye twitch momentarily as we walked. the silence was deafening low sound of static emitting from him echoing in the hallway eerily, but as we got closer to his study his ears fluttered up at the muffled soft sound of jazz that was coming from the room, his slightly strained smile fell into a smirk his whole face softening, he snapped his fingers to open his study greeted by the set picnic blanket and the sent of the candle wafted in the air masking the dead venison that was all around in this room with cherries instead.

"i know its not a lot but i thought it would help with the shitty day you've had, well i don't even know what to call the thing you got with lucifer.... b-but that's besides the point i just thought i would keep you company if you need too vent or just relax"

"thank you my dear, i appreciate the gesture"

his smile was soft as he walked over to the blanket and sat down i slowly trailed behind him, he took of his coat and folded in onto the stool his dress shirt looking a little dishevelled as he unclipped his bowtie resting it on top 'oh thank fuck i was scared he would be mad or kill husk, welp he isn't so ill take that as a win' i sat next to Alastor and he opened the whisky and poured us both a glass, his glass had more in it 'i guess he dose need this' Alastor sighed and took a large sip leaning back onto his elbows landing just at the end of the blanket i took a swig of my glass feeling the strong liquor on my tongue my eyes squinted at the taste.

"hey.....do you want to talk about it?"

the silence was now more comforting now the white noise of Alastor's static taking a soft spot within the wordless jazz songs, i still held my glass and decided to quickly down it i felt like i needed it for this conversation, it is liquid courage after all. he obviously felt the same taking a sip before answering.

"i didn't want to send Mimzy away.... we were in the same circles when alive... she's a dear friend of mine! but the danger she carries with her often causes trouble due to her very nature"

his ears pinned back to his head his smile straining ever so slightly his eyes showing his true emotion as he carried his rant i listened intently as he's now sitting up.

"and-and i just loath this feeling of being so controlled i was.... sad? to make her go but they made me! i feel that I've betrayed her my dear"

his head rested in his hands covering the sides his face, body hunched over suddenly his eyes scrunched closed in pain? 'wait pain!?' hands moving to his throat wrapping around like he was choking laboured breathing could be heard, his slight shivers running throughout his body, ears twitching, opening his eyes focused on the grass in front him the body movements seizing up smile ever present 'oh fuck uuhhh i need to do somthing' my voice slightly wavers as i softly spoke to not scare him.

"hey hey hey al its gonna be okay hey....'

i knelt to face him slowly putting my hands in front of were his eyes were focusing on the floor as to not scare him, the grip around his head and neck loosened and he removed his hands to place them gently in mine, they were shaking so i closed my hands around his softly. i looked towards his face his eyes were shut closed to try too banish the tears smile still present but barely holding emotion i knew he hated to show weakness so this was a very rare occurrence but the distress was clear. he moved my hands to his face i let him guide me so he could be in control, he reviled in the soft contact calming himself down, his breathing evened out and i felt heat leave his face and his body relaxed as he leaned back onto the blanket pulling me with him and i lay next to his form.

"heyyy al i know this is.... difficult but ill always be here. okay? ill always be here for you no matter what"

"t thank you...."

no words were said from there as we both had another glass clinking them before downing it each laying down again, i softly rub my thumb against his palm to be comforting 'im not good at this shit'. i sigh and i let go and reached out to refill my drink again i lifted it to my lips the smooth jazz ended and the next song on was "eat you by carnival of thieves" and i only had a sip of my fourth drink before i was on my feet 'when did he get up!' i placed the glass down on the stool.

"come on my dear lets dance!"

"are you sure?"

"why wouldn't i be?"

i looked to his face he seemed happier now 'ah alright then, glad he got that out' i linked hands with Alastor he pulled me into him almost crashing into his chest. i looked up to see in his eyes now looking at me with soft passion as we danced along the grassy area of the room, my feet not as accustomed to dancing as my steps were out of rhythm to the surprising fast pace of the song, Alastor just laughed in response and he carefully moved in step to guide me, hips swaying to the sound. our feet now moving in sync to the beat of the song, he looked happy as he started to sing to the song joining in staggering my steps and signing along to the chorus.

"i go hungry every night~ ,but not this time around~~.... I'm gonna eat you, your my desire~"

"im gonna sharpen all my teeth and build a fire~"

"im gonna eat you~ ,cook and defeat you~ ,gonna breath you in my lungs and make you mine~"

his hands loosened in mine as we gently moved across the grass together letting all the stress of the day be released in the playful dancing. Alastor spun me around with a fancy flourish carefully so his face could rest in my neck, as the slower verse played we began to slowly sway back and forth i accidentally stepped on his foot from the odd angle

"oh shit sorry"

"haha don't worry my dear it was an accident"

"okay still sorry though"

" l'amour ne regarde pas avec les yeux mais avec l'esprit, donc Cupidon ailé est peint en aveugle" (love does not look with the eyes but with the mind, so winged Cupid is painted blind)

"such a charmer as always my love"

once the song ended we continued to dance together for many more enjoying the time we had, until i tripped on a rock falling backwards Alastor caught me with one hand on the small of my back other one still in my hand he made it look like this was practiced and i wasn't a dumbass 'wow maybe I've to much to drink already' i was pulled back onto both feet before being lead to sit down.

"maybe that's enough for now my dear wouldn't want you falling for me again, the run of true smooth never love course. wait no that's not right"

i rolled my eyes as we laid together yet again having another drink each Alastor having two, i was feeling giddy from the whiskey and so was he showing his more comfortable loving side that was a rare sight, his hands resting on my hip tracing circles not that he doesn't do all of this already but he was letting me do the same guiding my hands to his side to mimic his movements tracing patterns as we just talked together enjoying the company but the funny thing is that Alastor is a lightweight when it comes to drinking so its not even after the 5th round he is slurring his words around.

"these mortals be fools lord what!"

"uh huh?"

"in shine ink my may black still bright love"

"al what are you talking about?"

we laughed and talked some more but Alastor rolled my body to lay upon his, maybe it was the drinks were getting to both our heads but Alastor face was slightly red and i was feeling a little hot under the collar myself, sighing adjusting my position on top of Alastor i moved down to feel somthing against my thigh 'oh what the hell?- OH' my eyes snapped back up to meet his gaze that was looking away ears pointed flat against his head face competing for his hair shade.

"oh shit i uh i can get off?"

only response i got was a tight grip at my hips when i was about to get off, i felt claws lightly scratching at the skin holding me in place my face getting red 'oh shit okay then' and a low static emitting from his chest it was similar to a purr 'heh like a cat cute', i attempt to sit up only to have a harsh grip on my hips, i lightly tapped his hand so i could do that i sat up my thighs on either sides of his form feeling his excitement more prominent against my thigh 'i did not think that's how this would go' i slowly move against him grinding my hips in a slow rhythm looking at his face for conformation his eyes darted away ears still back but he didn't look upset in the slightest.

"you okay?"

i leaned down softly kissing his lips his pressed hard into mine savouring every moment 'he was touch starved has to be' moving my hand down to unbutton my shirt once down i sat back up to slide it off my body before i unbutton Alastor's dress shirt looking to his face for confirming it was okay which he gave a nod still grinding in my body i moved harsher and then i heard it. i halted myself completely 'holy shit this man whimpers' wide eyed he stared at my face i started to move again eliciting another breathy gasp and whimper. i reached down between our bodies to undo his belt with little effort and let his arousal out, the heat from it was intoxicating, as the precum smearing on my thigh my hand wrapped around it surprisingly big, plenty to fill me 'Jesus fuck he looks amazing' Alastor whimpers a little as i slowly pumped his length more low and quite sounds spilling from his lips i leaned down hands either side of his face to keep myself balanced his tongue asked for entry and i allowed it as i swallowed every sound he made i was getting out of breath and pulled away from the passionate kiss my body still moving against Alastor. his hands claw at my hips silently begging asking me to speed up, i lightly grasp at his wrists with both hands before i gripped them and pinned his hands either side of his head, ears perked up the look of shock and "fuck, do i find this hot?" in his face was worth dying for as i continued the teasing slow pace against his length he could easily stop me. he was powerful enough to, but he didn't, he let me take the lead and overpower him. i increased my speed feeling his ever heightening arousal he was quite vocal I'm guessing it was the alcohol because he doesn't tend to be like this the endless gasps filling the room 'holy fuck who would of thought that the great radio demon would want to be under me' i suddenly heard a low growl from his lips.

"stop teasing me dear"

"okay i will"

i moved my shorts and underwear to the side and lowered myself onto Alastor both of us crying out in pleasure as i fully went down, i didn't move 'fuck this feels so good fuck' i stayed still letting us both get comfortable again looking to him for a nod, in which he provided biting his lip. i slowly moved up and down along his length eliciting gasps from both parties. i had only moved so much before Alastor thrusted desperately into me needing the release i matched his pace quickly approaching my climax as i felt his cock twitch inside of me, the slick that pooled between my legs serving more than enough to glide it constant praise falling from my lips the demon under me turning into putty, a string of i love yous and gasps mixed with moans the outside world oblivious to us. i felt my body shake as i was close to cuming my thighs shudder as i hit my high, body slumping forward to kiss his lips. Alastor kept thrusting up into me he growled and snarled as he back arched and teeth sank into my collar bone, cock twitching as he came into me we both laid there in each others embrace finding comfort in one other as he lapped at the bite wound in apology. i phased in and out of sleep listing to his heartbeat 'I'm surprised he even has one' i felt him sit up keeping my body pressed to his.

"eh bien, c'était du sexe splendide, ma chérie"

Alastor took his cock out of me pushing it back into his boxers before he picked me up and walked us towards the wooden area of the room and opened a door into his actual bedroom laying us both down on his bed peacefully sleeping in the warmth of our bodies.

sorry if the ending seemed rushed i am completing this before i need to be up in like an hour and this has been driving me mental for a week sorry if my writing sucks :]

[honeybeewhereartthee]

Madness Mansion of Helter Spider

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" look at this MC... What a pretty spider." Your friend point out a black widow that is very close to bite it's venomous fangs into her poking finger.

" If it bite you, I will handle the coffee and bread for your funeral." You smile and smack her away from spider. The spider skelter away back to its nest.

"Awwy... ಥ_ಥ" (friend)

"Unless this is spider verse and you wish to be spiderman wanna be, then go ahead and touch poisonous spider... "

" GASP! BUT IT'S TOO PRETTY! " (Friend)

"... In the law of wild. Having catchy appearance means it's either poisonous, pretending to be the poisonous or to catch preys... There's more reason. But I'm not casual geographic nor a paid professor to tell you stuff. "

" MC you watch too many YouTube videos... " Your friend point out. " Don't your guardian told you off about that. "

" I'm just being updated about stuff. But of course it don't include gossip of showbiz and entertainment industry. "You mumble, maybe you did also updated on those stuff too since it went to your recommendation.

" Well based on self knowledge learn in YouTube and internet, I can say if we ever kicked out to the wild when we fail our academics, you and I won't die from poisonous spiders and pretty tiny octopus. Because certain someone would be "omg look so pretty" and poke the damn thing. " You proudly says while petting your friend head, such an idiot.

" ARE YOU INTERNALLY CALLING ME AN IDIOT?!" She dramatically gasp and smack your hand away. Crying crocodile tears of how cruel the world is to have a friend like you.

" you know me too well." You smile.

"You aren't even denying it!? " Even more dramatic gasp. "WE ARENT BEST FRIENDS ANYMORE ;((" she point at me.

"We're not bestie anymore...?!" You too dramatically fall in the ground before you pulled your bag and take out the limited edition cakes from the new shop down town.

"I guess I will only eat this alone... me bestieless rude and cruel person..." You weep while opening the container, noticing how she eyeing the cakes when she saw her favorite flavor. "Nom nom... " You happily eat it in front of her eyes.

"... BESTIE, CAN I HAVE SOME?!" not able to handle the temptations of the cakes she give up on her tantrum and hugs you from behind and reach out to get the whole container from your hand.

"... I don't even say yes yet..." You mumble as you watch her, Kirby the fucking thing. "I realize if we ever stuck in the wild, your gonna get ya self killed if someone dude offer ya food and stuff." You point out.

"If the person is good looking and offering me an apple, I will gladly eat it and stare at the person while I do." She added and nodded to your words.

"... Gott. Why are you the honor student from the two of us again??* You rub your head from thinking your friend would surely be kidnap.

"Being academic smart is different being wise in wild life. ( ⚈̥̥̥̥̥́⌢⚈̥̥̥̥̥̀)" she point out. " Beside your there to handle the wild life knowledge

.♡(ӦｖӦ｡)" She smiled.

"... Gott. So your going to openly says I'm your nanny then. " You face palm but Chuckle, not a bit offended by it.

" It's okii. Beside, letting you copy my homework when you forget about it from watching too much non related academic stuff. "

It was your turn to gasp at her audacity to call you out.

":V WELL STATISTICS WONT SAVE YOU FROM BEING EATEN BY LIONS! "

" Is that why you forget about the assignment from one week ago and have to ask and cram it in the last 5 minutes before class??... What about the quiz in (hated subject #1) ? Did you watch some bees way of life or something... " The look of disappointment she's giving you gives you slap each words she says.

" F-for your information I don't watch bees ( I already finish all clips about that one year ago!) and watch missing people documentary! " You take out your phone and show over forty missing people over the spawn of few years.

They call it [ Lost in Wonderland ] as there reported cases that those people before they disappear, they were seeing a wild rabbit running around, or Thay they are reading that curse Alice in wonderland in 3am or something like that.

"That's sound like a stupid name for a missing people case." She point out. "People adding the coincidence and says it related to a children book. What a full of crap."

"HEY! THOSE PEOPLE ARE MISSING AND YOUR SASSING OUT THE CASE FILE NAME?"

"ITS INSULTING TO MY FAVORITE STORYBOOK, OK?!" she then proceed to take out a book, similar to the one said in the news. " THATS WHY ILL DEBUNK IT!"

"... Can I have your cat if you suddenly went MIA."

" DONT YOU DARE TOUCH MR MARSHMALLOW! I WILL MAKE YOU FAIL TOMMOROW QUIZ AND WONT LET YOU COPY MINE!" The cat lady have become mad.

" Ó╭╮Ò YOU NEVER LET ME TOUCH MR. MARSHMALLOW, YOU CRANKY CAT LADY!"

" YOU SAID HIS SO FAT, HE COULD MAKE THREE BATCHES OF SIOPAO AND DUMPLINGS!"

The two of you bicker, jokes and laugh around even how other in the public park is looking at you two like two weirdos yet you two don't care since you two are just having fun and don't give shit what they think.

...

"... I don't know if I should cry, laugh or mock you." You mumble as you look at the missing poster of your friend. Who did what she said about debunking the so called lost in wonderland case being related to her favorite book. She was the one debunked to Netherworld.

Meow. Meow meow

"Mr. Marshmallow turn out to be a girl and was fat cause of her babies... Smh. (• ▽ •;)" You don't know what to say as you held the poster and seating on the sidewalk thinking what to do with the litter of kittens and the huge cat since her mother throw the cat out of their house blaming it for bad luck. Mr. Marshmallow is a black cat after all. Big fluffy cat.

"...huhu....*hic." As the moment have passed by, tears fall from your eyes. As reality drown to you, that your friend is gone (probably cause of stupidity) and the police have shitty policy about not looking for the missing person if it's not 48h. Like they are so dumb what if the person is tortured and in need of help?

"I... Probably should leave it to authorize." You mumble as you tearfully went home with Mr. Marshmallow and her kittens.

"I will leave it to the authority." You pulled out a bag and put bunch of things in it. Takes out toy gun and bunch of bullets and put it to the bag, container of food and a lighter.

"Like hell I will. ಠ_ಠ. Those people won't do shit till 48h." You feed the kittens when you went passe them.

You went to change cloths and slept after putting an alarm. When the clock strict 3am. You pick up the curse book and look at Mr. Marshmallow who meow looking at you as you put the book over the fire. "I'm gonna burn this thing." You thought that if you burn it, no one would be a victim anymore. IF that relation of the case is indeed correct.

"Alice in fucking Wonderland by (redacted)." You read the book title while having a backpack on your back, In case something abnormal happened.

You did vandalized it and wrote some stuff on the cover and edited some part from a random page. Now it's { Alice In the twisted wonderland }

As you burn the book, you notice the ink pouring out but alas, you pour holy water in it but it release an odd odor that cause you to cover your nose how bad it is.

"I don't know, some satan probably gonna say I'm dumb or something." You mumble. Mr. Marshmallow meow and walk toward you, purring while she rubs her head on your leg.

"If things goes bad. I left a note. And it also mean I will miss the exam tomorrow..." You probably really dumb and over think this. But if it's the truth, your burning the thing that dragged people to wonderland.

{ Don't you know, that destroying other property is a bad thing ~? }

You heard a voice spoke behind you, Mr. Marshmallow on your hands went defense mood when a person appear before you, you pulled you toy gun. "DEMON! >:( YOU KIDNAP MY FRIEND."

{ Oh~? But how could you blame me~? What if your imagining everything~?}

"...well I don't have reputation with how crazy I act in public. So I don't think I have anything worth to save for." You point out. " Give me back my friend!"

{ My, how mad you are... Blaming someone " innocent" }

" You sound untrustworthy when you said " innocent" part." You rolled your eyes.

{ I don't usually deal with madman, as I made mad man out of all Alice. }

You look at the stranger

"... My friend is already mad. I guess, I did blame you😃" you now felt bad as you realize your the one at wrong.

{ Too late! I decided you have to deal with the consequences of burning one of my books! Off you go to where you belong~ }

The demon snap his hand, suddenly there's a bunch of crawling poisonous eight legged creatures appear in each corner of the room.

{ Your not the only madman who tried demand such thing from me, of course I give what they demanded now they all become mad~ but one should know. I am but a guide not a fairy that grant wishes~ I am Grim~ now don't get eaten~ }

"I DONT WISH FOR THIS?? HOLY IS THAT BANANA SPIDER? OH GOTT THATS ANOTHER POISONOUS ONE!"

your screams wasn't able to be heard anymore as you where surrounded by spiders and soon the mass of spider become a pool of ink, disappear to the book that written to it's original form.

{ Naughty kitty ~ face your punishment~ welcome to the madness mansion! Hopefully your able to survive~}

The demon called grim voices echoes to the darkness before you felt falling and hitting someone.

.

┌──❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚─┐

Because of Request.

Free to choice who's the unfortunate

Crazy:b who you LITERALLY fallen into.

└───❀*̥˚───❀*̥˚┘

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Hey! This is a interactive story! (●´u`●) the story would enter a scene where you choice an action or character in certain occasion! Btw the story would only move to the next scenario when one responded~ first answers priority but action and simping on the response will be added to the flow of the next scenario! Through if you commented and the next scenario already happened. It won't do change to the story!

Based on the settings and lore of the world and the situation, the ending is up to you~ through it be mc gaining a role, surviving, have a love interest, able to leave the place or even becoming a past tense (ded) is based on response ~

BTW, YOU SHOULD KNOW, YOU ENTER THE WORLD ILLEGALLY. (• ▽ •;) 3 OUT 4 WOULD MOST LIKELY KILL YOU IN THE SPOT. (・_・;) but of course guess correctly who will be your lucky charm for victory (◕દ◕)but then if you beg, you can survive each one of the dangerous spiders.

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