#but someone pointed it out and I went oh god you're right that's TERRIBLE

[weebsh-t]

Why have they changed the art style to give everyone such massive eyes now? They all looked completely fine in s1, but especially Giyuu and Shinobu now look kinda goofy

[sebsbarnes]

hello! this request may seem a bit strange but I'd like to request a one-shot about tangerine getting a call from his girlfriend to pick her up because some strangers followed her after getting off the station. This unfortunately happened to me and I'm still shocked, I got off 3 stations before mine, I went into a convenience store and they still managed to follow me... I called my half-brother to pick me up but he didn't want to 😃 and he still blamed me for studying at night. sorry for my terrible english, i'm desperate for comfort 🥺 thank you! i love your blog ❤️

hii! thank you for loving my blog and thank you for sending in a request :) i am going to do it in bullet points i hope that is okay, and i wanted to say i am so sorry this happened to you, i've been in this situation numerous times and it truly is scary and completely unjust to be placed in a position where you feel nervous, alone, and in danger because someone is harassing and stalking you. we shouldn't have to but carrying pepper spray or an alarm is always beneficial or even talking to shop owners could help. i hope you are feeling better from this experience and you can always chat to me if you need to :)

tangerine intervenes a stalker headcanon

warnings: talks of stalking, nothing descriptive

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you're out on the town doing some shopping that you had been avoiding and you had already been trying to muster through the long day of shopping

what didn't help was when you realized you started seeing two familiar faces at each stop

you had gotten off at a stop so you could go into a soap shop a block from the station

that's when you first noticed the two men

but you didn't think much about it then...it was a saturday afternoon and this was a popular shop and the station you had just left from was the closest

you picked up some soaps you needed for the apartment, thanking the cashier and headed for the door when a man darted in front of you and grabbed the door for you

"oh! thank you!" you smiled at him before turning back to the station

you got back on the train and soon noticed the man that grabbed the door for you and his friend, both of whom were staring intensely at you from across the car, you shot them a forced smile and turned your back, ready to get off again

there was a clothing store nearby that tangerine loved and you wanted to pop in and see if there was something you could buy him

you went up and down the aisle running your hands over the fabric when you felt eyes on you... familiar eyes

through the rack, you saw one of the men again

'they just have to be shopping...right?'

with quick feet and a fast beating heart you maneuvered throughout the store to lose them

you looked up at the mirrors lining the ceiling on the side of the store and saw the two men talking with each other and pointing towards where you walked to... but then they left the store.

you clutched your chest, attempting to steady your breath. you refused to leave now so you wasted a good fifteen minutes in the store before buying tangerine a new tie and leaving

you felt good leaving, no eyes on you, no weird feeling in the pit of your stomach until you passed a small alleyway and then heard two sets of feet thumping on the sidewalk behind you

whipping your head to the side you watched the windows fly past you and that's when you noticed it was the two men in the reflection... a decent enough space behind you, but still too close

you felt sick and your hands were clammy and a bit shaky

'did they know tangerine? were they from a mission?' you kept thinking

tangerine... YES! tangerine!

you pulled your phone out and pressed the call button

an empty soda can went flying into your feet from behind and when you looked the two men were smirking, one of them chewing on a piece of gum with his mouth open

you fastened your pace and felt tears line your eyes... you were scared

"hey lov-"

"TAN! oh my god thank god you answered"

"what's wrong?" tangerine asked, he was now standing up hearing the fear in your voice

"there's these men they won't stop following me and-"

"where are you?" he cut you off

you heard his keys jingle in the background when you told him what was nearby and he instructed you to continue walking but be vigilant and that he would be here any second

oh and he is pissed. he is FUMING. his vision has turned white similar to his fingers that were gripping the sterling wheel with such intensity it was shaking

tangerine was a lot of things... and today he turned into a fucking racecar driver

you were fast walking on the sidewalk, the men a far enough distance behind you when you saw tangerine's car flying down the street. once the front of his car past you he jerked the wheel and turned the car onto the sidewalk, you stopped walking and watched him step out of the vehicle

the men had to abruptly stop so they didn't get hit

"what the FUCK?" one of them yelled, throwing his arms up

tangerine shot you a wink before adjusting his brass knuckles and rounding the hood of the car to the men

"oh, i'm sorry mate, did i get in your fuckin' way of followin' that young lady?" tangerine asked

the guys pretended to be clueless which only angered tan more before he started punching them. the guys weakly pleaded for tangerine to stop, but that's not how tangerine works... he stops when he wants to

"maybe you should be productive with your sad lives rather than stalking poor young women you disgusting pieces of shit. how'd you feel if i spent every day following you around, huh? do you think i should do that, mr. miller?" tangerine asked, looking at one of their IDs, "maybe i'll hang onto this, a keepsake, yanno?"

tangerine took the men's IDs, making a mental note that he will pay them a visit at their homes, and leaving them on the ground with blood pouring from their noses and split skin

he tossed their IDs and the brass knuckles into the car and walked over to you

"are you alright?" he asked with worried eyes running his hands over your arms

you nodded your head and leaned forward into his chest, the sound of his heartbeat calming you

"c'mon, let's leave before the police come. we can go home and just lay on the couch today, yeah? i'll pick up some takeout tonight, anything you want love"

tangerine grabbed the shopping bags from your hands and guided you to the car. you rolled down your window as the men stood to their feet

"assholes!"

tangerine let out a small laugh, placing a hand on your knee as you gave them the middle finger

[fandomtherapy44]

Castiel x reader Chapter 16

Summary: SEASON 5 WHOOOO!!!!!!!! LET's GO! So I am so excited for this season so many great episodes. There are going to be a lot more Cas and Y/n scenes. And more chapters too. I do recommend that you read my first book so you get the full Y/n Winchester build-up. Okay with out further due enjoy the second book of Love War and Grace.

Paring: Castiel x reader

word count: 4.4k

Warnings: Some language, Typical Supernatural violence, Spoilers for season five of Supernatural, Guns

AN/ Hey Ya'll so I did notice that it's been a month since I've updated this series sorry for that. This is the longest I've written in a while so that's part of the reason why it took so long. Anywho hope you enjoy especially Cas's and Y/n Renion.

Chapter 16: Good God Ya'll

POV: Y/n “Alright, it looks like you can go home.” The doctor said while putting her supplies away. “Great thanks doc.” She stops and seems to peer into my soul. “You know I have never seen a heart attack like yours I mean you're twenty-four, fit, don’t smoke it just doesn’t make sense.” Yeah I know but it's not like I can tell her that Angels exist and that they all pretty much hate me. “Uh yeah crazy.” I walked to the door. “You must have a guardian Angel.”  She jokily said. Oh, you have no idea.

I stepped into Bobby’s doorway to his room he was in his wheelchair just staring out the window. “Hey, what did the Doc say?” Sam asked me. “All good thanks to Cas.” Speaking of him where the Hell is he. Dean comes to us carrying an envelope. “It's been like three days now?” Sam and I both sighed. “We got to cheer him up. Maybe I'll give him a backrub.” “Dean” Again Sam and I both said. “Look...we might have to wrap our heads around the idea that Bobby might not just bounce back this time.” I mean he’s right this kind of news you don't just get drunk and forget about it.

“What's in the envelope?” I nod at the paper. “Went to radiology.” He pulls out the X-ray. “Got some glamour shots.” It was his ribs and it had Enochian engraved in his bones. “Is that why I feel like I have the worst heartburn ever.” I pointed to the picture. “Yup, curtsy of Cas apparently no demon or Angel can find us” Okay does not mean him too? Then Sam’s phone rings. “Hello? ...Castiel?” CASTIEL! “Speak of the devil.” “Ah, St. Martin's Hospital. Why? What are you—Cas?” Cas had hung up on Sam. And the Angel walks up to us. “Castiel…” I just got lost in my thoughts staring at him.

“Y/n I'm glad to see that you're doing well.” That’s it! He must have something on his mind. “Cell phone, Cas? Really? Since when do angels need to reach out and touch someone?” Dean questioned. “You're hidden from angels now—all angels. I won't be able to simply—” He tried to explain. “Enough foreplay.” Bobby announced from his chair. “Get over here and lay your damn hands on.” “I can't.” What? “Say again?” He spun in his chair.

“I'm cut off from heaven and much of heaven's power. Certain things I can do. Certain things I can't.” What about me then? “You're telling me you lost your mojo just in time to get me stuck in this trap the rest of my life?” I can see Castiel is sad that he can’t help. “I'm sorry.” “Shove it up your ass.” I feel terrible for Cas and Bobby.”At least he's talking now.” Dean commented to Sam and me. “I heard that.” “I don't have much time. We need to talk.” Cas directed to Dean. “Okay.” “Your plan to kill Lucifer.” “Yeah. You want to help?” “No. It's foolish. It can't be done.” Cas does really not have any fucks to give.

“Oh. Thanks for the support.” “But I believe I have the solution. There is someone besides Michael strong enough to take on Lucifer. Strong enough to stop the apocalypse.” We are wondering who he’s talking about. “Who's that?” “The one who resurrected me and put you on that airplane. The one who began everything. God.” Okay God right I mean why not. “I'm gonna find God.”

Dean closes the door so people don’t think we're insane. “God?” “Yes.” “God.” “Yes! He isn't in heaven. He has to be somewhere.” Cas sounded so sure. “Try New Mexico. I hear he's on a tortilla.” Dean said and poor sweet Cas did not get the joke. “No, he's not on any flatbread.” “Listen, Chuckles, even if there is a God, he is either dead—and that's the generous theory—” “He is out there, Dean.” “—or he's up and kicking and doesn't give a rat's ass about any of us.” Cas just glares.

“I mean, look around you, man. The world is in the toilet. We are literally—at the end of days here, and he's off somewhere drinking booze out of a coconut. All right?” “Enough. This is not a theological issue. It's strategic. With God's help, we can win.” he really believes. “It's a pipe dream, Cas.” Cas gets very close to Dean. “I killed two angels this week. My brothers. I'm hunted. I rebelled. And I did it, all of it, for you, and you failed. You and your brother destroyed the world—and I lost everything, for nothing. So keep your opinions to yourself.” Damn, I don't think I've ever seen Cas like that before.

“You didn't drop in just to tear us a new hole. What is it you want?” Bobby voiced. “I did come for something. An amulet.” A necklace? “An amulet? What kind?” “Very rare. Very powerful. It burns hot in God's presence. It'll help me find him.” “A God EMF?” Sam questioned. “Well, I don't know what you're talking about. I got nothing like that.” Bobby shrugged his shoulders. “I know. You don't.” Cas turns to Dean. He looks down at Dean’s necklace. “What, this?” “May I borrow it?” Cas asked politely.

“No.” “Dean. Give it to me.” Dean is silent, he looks at me and I nod my head. “All right, I guess.” He takes it off. And hestionly gives it to Cas. “Don't lose it. Great. Now I feel naked.” Cas now has the necklace. “I'll be in touch.” He goes to walk out of the room. “CAS wait up!” 

He is very quick on his feet I guess having wings would help with that. I caught up to him and grabbed his wrist to pull him into a room ironically it was the chapel. We just stood staring at each other a little. I couldn't believe that he was here. I finally shake out of my trance-like state. And go to hug him tight like he would disappear in my fingers. And he does the same. “Cas were you really …. Dead?” I say right next to his ear. An answer came that I never hoped to hear.

“Yes.” A tear slips down my cheek and I squeeze him harder. We let go of each other slowly. We sat down on the pews. “So do you really think God will help us?” “I'm here aren't I” I sigh and process everything. “Ok, we will get God’s help then.” “Y/n do you really believe in this plan?” He wasn't just asking as a tactic to win this war but as my friend.

“I believe in you Cas yes God brought you back but you are the one who is fighting actively with us so no matter what remember that.” “Thank you Y/n, I must go start the search.” “Ok but now that you can’t just pop in where I am please use your phone that I gave you for that very reason” I finish with a smile. He gives me one back and files off.

When I was gone Rufus had called Bobby sounding really in trouble and something about Demons. We drove up to this bridge in Colorado and it looked like a tornado had walked through. “This is the only road in or out.” Great. “Looks like we're going to put those scout skills that we never learned to use boys. Let’s Go!” I grabbed my pack and gun and we were off.

We walked into the town slowly and lets just that tornado had walked over and full on ran through. Cars flipped over store doors open … blood in lots of places. Sprilikers on for hours. I had been in haunted places before but I have never felt a chill in my body like this. We are checking out this car when we hear a gun cuck and we turn around. It’s Ellen.

“Ellen hey!” I go to hug her but she raises the gun to my face. Dean gets in between us. “That’s far enough.” “Ellen, what the heck's going on here?” And in response, she throws holy water at Dean. I have to hold back my snicker. “We're us.” He says annoyed, whipping off his face. We walked to a church where the survivors of whatever happened held up. When Ellen knew we were safe she threw herself onto me first for a hug. When she hugged Dean and she pulled back she slapped him.

“You can't pick up a phone? What are you, allergic to giving me peace of mind the only one to call is Y/n. I got to find out that you're alive from Rufus?” Dean seems surprised by her care. “Sorry, Ellen.” “Yeah, you better be. You better put me on speed dial, kid.” “Yes, ma'am.” All of us go to the church basement and theirs a demon trap in front. “What's going on, Ellen?” I ask. “More than I can handle alone.” “How many demons are there?” Sam asks in almost bewilderment. “Pretty much the whole town, minus the dead people and these guys.” Holy shit Demons are having super bowl parties.

“So, this is it, right? End times? It's got to be.” Ellen states. “Seems like it.” Sam replies back. Ellen knocks on the door and the makeshift peephole cover gets moved. “It's me.” Someone opens the door and we're let in, the people in here look like they've been through… war. They all look normal and one of them is pregnant. Peachy just peachy.

“This is Sam and Dean, Y/n. They're hunters. Here to help.” A guy who looks like he's the most confident out at of everyone comes up to us. “You guys hip to this whole demon thing?” “We have some experience.” I answered laughing inside. There was another man in glasses sitting at the table who looked especially like he had seen something. “My wife's eyes turned black. She came at me with a brick. Kind of makes you embrace the paranormal.” Yeah, I would too.

“All right, catch us up.” Dean told Ellen. “I doubt I know much more than you. Rufus called. Said he was in town investigating omens. All of a sudden, the whole town was possessed. Me and Jo were nearby—” What? Now that’s a surprise. The last time I knew she would rather have Jo be a Barmaid than a hunter! “You're hunting with Jo?” “Yeah, for a while now. We got here, and the place—well, the place was like you see it. Couldn't find Rufus, then me and Jo got separated. I was out looking when I found you.” Well, that’s great.

“Don’t worry Ellen we’ll find her” I touched her arm in a comforting way. She gave me a small smile in return. “Either way, these people cannot just sit here” Sam said looking at everyone. Especially the pregnant woman. “We got to get them out now.” “No, it's not that easy. I've been trying. We already made a run for it once.” “So we just reverse the plan-” Ellen stopped me. “Sweetie we used to have twenty.” My eyes widened. “Well, there's four of us now—” Dean tried again.

“You don't know what it's like out there. Demons are everywhere. We won't be able to cover everybody.” “What if we get everyone guns?” Sam suggested. “Sam you want to give walking nursery over there one she won’t make it five feet without going into early labor.” I said to him hoping to slap some sense into him. “More salt we can fire at once, more demons we can keep away.” Of course, it didn’t work when did my brothers ever listen to me!? “Fine everyone but her I'll carry two guns” I could tell Sam was ashamed but he was right, unfortunately. Dean broke our tension.

“There's a sporting goods store we passed on Main on the way in. I bet they got guns.” “All right. You stay. We'll go.” Sam said to Ellen. “What about—” I pulled Ellen into a hug. “Ellen if she’s out there I promise to bring her back.” She had tears in her eyes but kept them back to be strong. “Thank you Y/n.” I squeezed her arms and followed my brothers. 

We stop outside the door well Dean stopped us. “Why don't we just go?” Dean directed to Sam about him and I. “What? Just you and N/n?” Sam clapped back. “Well, yeah. Somebody's got to stay here and start giving them Shotgun 101.” “Yeah. Ellen.” Sam starts to go but Dean stops him again. “No no no. It's gonna go a lot faster if you stay and help, okay?” “While you and Y/n split up to go get guns and salt and look for Jo and Rufus? That's stupid.” “Dean We’ll be okay.” “Thanks N/n.” But Dean was stubborn. “You don't want me going out there.” Sam realized. “I didn't say that.” “Around demons.” “I didn't say that.” “Fine, then let's go.” Sam stopped upstairs and Dean gave me an uneasy look.

Dean and I had gone to go look for Guns while Sam was getting salt. “Ok come on let me have it.” Dean said to me. “I don’t know what you're talking about.” I looked at the shotguns not looking up at him. “Y/n I know you, your silence speaks louder than your words so spit it out.” “Dean, I can't tell you how to feel about this.” “But you're judging me.” “No, I'm not.” I put the bag of guns on the table and filled it. I could tell he was still thinking that.

“Dean I think you're feelings about this whole demon blood situation is right but Sam deserves our sympathy with him.” “But he!-” “I know what he did I was there. But he’s our brother and I am going to choose to believe that he can handle this and if he can’t then I'll be with him every step of the way.” I stopped to take a breath. “I hope you choose that too.” I picked up the bag and walked out.

We went to the store to check on sam and when walked in the scene was not good. Sam was bent over a body looking at the blood dripping off the blade like it was liquid drugs. “Sammy?” He drops the knife. 

The basement air had grown stronger with tension more and more the longer we were stuck down here and now seeing Sammy Dean was on edge. Teaching everyone shotgunning quickly is harder than it sounds. “Miss, can you show me?” It was the pregnant woman. “Mahm what’s your name?” “Caddy.” “Caddy, do you know the gender and name?” she smiled looking down at her bump, and that right there I knew I wouldn't be able to live if I let her out there. “A girl and her name will be Andra”

“That’s a beautiful name and Andra is the reason why I can't let you go out there.” She looked shocked. “But I can fight.” “I know you can Caddy but if you got hurt then you may never know your kid and I won't allow that.” She sat down tears in her eyes. “I'll fight for you double-fisting it so don’t worry the demons will get it no matter what.” I tried to add a little humor to it. “Thank you.” “Don’t mention it.”

“I'll be back.” I overheard Ellen say. I got straight up. “Where are you going?” “I can't sit here on my ass. My daughter's out there somewhere. I'm not back in half an hour, go. Get these people out of here.” Before I can say anything Sam speaks up. “No, wait. I'll go with you.” “Whoa, hold on. Can I talk to you for a second?”  My two brothers walked out. And I could hear the arguing. Suddenly the door pops open. Dean is up against the wall and Sam is holding him there. “If you actually think I—” Sam was getting emotional and they were talking about the demon blood.

With Sam and Ellen gone the pastor was reciting prayers like crazy. And Dean was thinking, walking back and forth. Someone pounds on the door Dean goes to open it and there is Ellen. “Ellen, what happened Where's Sam?” I asked, seeing her state telling me that she had taken a punch. She doesn't answer me and just sits down.

“They took him? Demons took him? Oh my god. What if they're in here? The demons?” Caddy got very worried. “Caddy don't worry they can't get past that door.” I pointed. Dean grabbed a shotgun and was going to leave. “Everybody sit tight. I got to—” He glanced back at everyone and saw their faces and knew he couldn't leave them like this. “Okay, we need to get a plan together. Tell me everything.” He sat down and tells the pastor and he gave me a nod of his head like, don’t worry.

“Guys, one of them's in Jo. We got to get it out without hurting her.” Well, now it's personal. Ellen snorts, laughing at something. “It called me a bitch.” “Ok no offense Ellen but I've been called worse because I took the last hot dog at seven eleven,” I responded. “No, that's not what I meant. It called me a black-eyed bitch.” Dean and I hear and either these demons are looking in mirrors or something fishy is going on.

“What kind of demons are these? Holy water and salt roll right off. My daughter may be an idiot, but she's not stupid. She wears an anti-possession charm. It's all kind of weird, right?” Ellen commented putting the pieces together. “The whole thing's off.” Dean finished. “What's your instinct?” Mine would be call Cas but I know he’s trying to look for God or whatever. “My instinct? My instinct is to call Bobby and ask for help. Or Sam.”

“Well, tough. All you got's me and N/n, and all we got's you. So let's figure it out.” “You know I agree with Ellen Dean.” “All right.” “Ellen do you know why Rufus came was there a specific sign or?” I asked. “He said something about water. That's all I know.” Water? “Padré, you know what she's talking about—the water?” Dean asked the pastor. “The river. Ran polluted all of a sudden. Last Wednesday. And the demon thing started up the next day.” Interesting. “Anything else anything at all?” “Maybe, but it's pretty random.” “Trust me Austin in this life nothing is random.” he takes in my own words. “Shooting star—does that count?”

The three of us look at each other in knowing. “Real big. Same night. Wednesday.” “That definitely counts.” Dean goes over to the bookshelf and grabs one of the many Bibles. And flips through the pages till he finds the right one. “"And there fell a great star from heaven, burning like a torch, and it fell upon the river, and the name of the star was Wormwood. And many men died."” I leaned down on the table thinking about it.

“I don’t know about you guys but that sounds like a giant ass warning sign of the apocalypse.” “Y/n’s right.” Dean agreed with me. “And these specific omens, they're prelude to what?” “The Four Horsemen.” The pastor responded. “And which one rides the red horse?” Dean questioned. “War.” war!? War. “Dean that sweet ride that was parked on main street the red Mustang.” I pointed out and he shook his head in agreeance. “If War is a dude and he's here, maybe he's messing with our heads.” “Turning us on each other.” Ellen concluded. “You said Jo called you a black-eyed bitch. They think we're demons, we think they're demons. What if there are no demons at all and we're all just killing each other?” I asked everyone in general to everyone. 

“So now you're saying that there are no demons and war is a guy.” Austin vocalized and he was right, our lives sound like they were ripped from a cheesy early two thousand TV show. “You believed crazy before.” Dean voiced back. Then there was another slamming on the door. It was Roger which is weird because I don't remember leaving.  “I saw them, the demons. They know we're trying to leave. They said they're gonna pick us off one by one.” “Wait wait wait. What?” Dean proclaimed our thoughts.

“I thought you said there were no demons.” “Austin there's not, okay.” I told him. “I thought someone should go out and see what's going on!” Oh come on! If I did not know about the supernatural world I would be pissing my pants right now! “They're gonna kill us unless we kill them first!” Roger responded in panic. “Guys please hold on!” “No, we got people to protect. All right, the able-bodied go hunt some demons.” Austin said straight back at me. He grabbed the shotguns.

“Whoa whoa whoa. Slow your roll. This is not a demon thing.” Dean tried to stop him.  Out of t the corner of my eye, I see Roger twist a ring on his finger. Fuck it's him. “Look at their eyes! They're demons!” He pointed at us and I'm sure we looked like demons. Caddy gasps. No no! “Caddy!-” But before I could get another word out Dean pulls me out of the room and a gunshot almost hits us.

“Okay this is plan you and Ellen get Jo and I'll get Rufus.” Dean whispered to us. We nodded and went to them.Ellen sets off the bomb. Jo walks a little close to window and Ellen grabs her and pins her to the wall. Of course she tries to fight. “Now you listen up, Joanna Beth Harvelle.” Ellen pulled the full name card. “Jo its us!” “Get off of me bitches!” “Jo if we were demons we would have disaboled you by now!” I try to reason. She listens. “N/n?” “Yes!” 

Now both of them didn’t want to kill us we could talk. “We all on the same page?” Ellen asked. Rufus and Dean nod. “Good.” “Hi, Jo.” “Hey.” Ok sensing tension between these two I'll pin that for later. “Okay, we got to find War before everybody in this town kills each—” Gunshots. Everyone ducks. “Damn it! Where's Sam?” Dean yells. “Upstairs.” I let him go, I had a feeling that Caddy needed help. They have the horseman and I have the people.

Ellen and I tried to sneak out to the battlefield but it was pretty hard with bullets flying through the air. “Caddy! Caddy, you have to get out of here!” “No, you're a demon!” “Caddy if I was a demon I would want you out here!” she was going to say something else but I saw a person behind her holding a handgun.

“CADDY!” I push her out of the way and a bullet goes into my arm and I'm pushed back on the ground by the force. I don’t even have time to look at my wound before the guy gets on top of me with a knife. He’s about to stab me in the heart but I catch his wrists before he can slam down. I'm slowly losing strength and the knife is slowly going down. I’m sorry guys, Cas.

The blade is about to go in my chest when the guy stops. “What the fuck!!” He gets off. “Yeah me too dude.” I breathe deeply. “Y/n! Are you okay?” CAddy asked me. “Nothing a little dirt won’t fix.” I simled to hide my pain. “You saved me.” “It was nothing.” She pulls me into a hug. “Yes, it was.” 

It feels surreal to be at such a wonderful beautiful place when the day was so ugly and stressful. I was sitting at the picnic table with my brothers twirling the ring in my hands. “So, pit stop at Mount Doom?” Dean broke the silence. “Dean—” “Sam, let's not.” “No, listen. This is important. I know you don't trust me.” Dean looks away and I nudge him to bring him back. “Just, now I realized something. I don't trust me either.” We both look at him.

“From the minute I saw that blood, only thought in my head...and I tell myself it's for the right reasons, my intentions are good, and it, it feels true, you know? But I think, underneath...I just miss the feeling. I know how messed up that sounds, which means I know how messed up I am. The thing is, the problem's not the demon blood, not really. I mean, I, what I did, I can't blame the blood or Ruby or...anything. The problem's me. How far I'll go. There's something in me that...scares the hell out of me, Dean Y/n. In the last couple of days, I caught another glimpse…” “So what are you saying?”

“I'm in no shape to be hunting. I need to step back, 'cause I'm dangerous. Maybe it's best we just...go our separate ways.” I think he's right if he needs time. “Well, I think you're right.” Dean responded and Sam and I were both surprised. “I was expecting a fight.” “Me too.” “The truth is I spend more time worrying about you than about doing the job right. And I just, I can't afford that, you know? Not now.” I feel like Dean is still avoiding his feelings but that's up to him. “I'm sorry, Dean.” “I know you are, Sam.”

“So Y/n which one of us do you want to go with. I thought for a minute and then I came back with an answer. “I think a little separation will be good for us all to sort through our own feelings without anyone else's opinion mixing in our own.” I want Dean to really think by himself. “Where will you go?” They both ask me. “With Ellen and Jo if they are okay with that.” Sam stands up and hugs me. “But you better still call me that threat could still happen.” I tease. “You too Dean.” “Yeah, I know my little sister can kick my ass.” He said as he hugged me. 

Jo and Ellen are packing up a truck. “Hey, N/n came to say goodbye?” Ellen asked. “Um actually the opposite and I totally understand if you don't want to but I was wondering if you had space for an extra hunter for a while.” Ellen throws me a pack in response. “Well come on we just got word on a possible vamp nest in Texas.” Jo smiles and we get in the truck. I roll down the window and just hope that this time apart will bring us together. 

AN/ Hope you all enjoyed and don't worry the siblings will be back together soon enough. See you Ya'll next time Xoxo Gossip Girl:)

[hanmaitani]

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PAIRING - Oikawa Tooru x Reader WC - 1.3K GENRE - Angst SYNOPSIS - he wasn't some evil mastermind, he didn't try to hurt you on purpose, you thought that he wanted to attempt to ruin your life, then you realized, he just didn't like you that much

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"Don't fucking lie to me Oikawa!" The poor box in front of you, propped up on the bed, got the brunt of your frustrations. Your open palm connected to the top of it, harshly, as you yelled. The sound echoed around the empty walls of what was your room.

"Oh now we're back to Oikawa." The irritation and slight hurt that wove its way through Tooru's voice barely registered to your ears.

"What am I supposed to call you? My king? Love of my life? Tooru baby?" You said all of them mockingly, faux sweetness in your voice as you pouted at him. You scowled when you were finished and he rolled his eyes at your childish behavior. You turned away from him again and went back to throwing things of his into a box.

"Oh my fucking god!" He groaned and you just knew his hands were in the air out of exasperation. Knew that the tip of his tongue was rotting with the way he held back the words it wanted to spell. 'You're overreacting right now.'

"Don't 'oh my god' me! I fucking love you! You made me fucking love you!" You were trying desperately to keep yourself from crying. Wanting to throw things at him. To break the stupid face of the man who made you love him.

"I told you I didn't want to date you and you crawled under my fucking skin and made a home there!" It was useless trying not to cry, you knew that. It was going to happen anyways. You could feel the tears burning the corners of your eyes. "What was the fucking point!?" You spun back towards him again, determined to see his face when he answered you.

He looked how you felt. Distraught. Exasperated. Exhausted. "I love you! I just-"

You cute him off quickly, losing the battle over if you would be throwing something at him. It wasn't anything terrible, just a shirt that he easily caught out of the air before it even hit him. "Don't fucking lie to me!" You screeched, tears choking you as you fought to not sob.

"Stop saying that I'm lying!" He yelled back. Like he had the audacity.

The fucking audacity to tell you that you didn't have a right to deal with this the way that you were. Like you weren't packing up the place you'd called home together right that second. Like he didn't just dump you out of the blue last night when you still had to see each other all week to finish your packing. To sort through what was his and what was yours. All of your things having mixed together over the years.

"What was the fucking point!?" You repeated your question from earlier.

Your eyes caught a picture frame that held a picture from your first date with Tooru. When you were still making him convince you that he wouldn't be the person that you feared he would be. Someone who would break your heart.

"To drag me along!? For years!?" You threw something else then, he easily dodged the pair of socks and stepped towards you, trying to close the distance as you yelled. "Ruin my life!? Ruin me for everyone else and then fucking leave!?"

He was right there, close again, and you? You were trapped by some boxes. You could move, if you wanted to, but you didn't. You were determined to make him hear you. To force him to listen to you yell at and lecture him. "Some grand fucking scheme Oikawa! Best one yet!"

He tried to reach for you again, this time, you couldn't bring yourself to stop him. You punched weakly at his chest, a sob getting stuck in your chest as he stood right in front of you.

"I love you." You could see the small tears in his eyes. You could see the threat of them falling as he looked down at you with nothing but sadness. A mix of emotions present on his face that you couldn't find the energy to pull away from him.

"Don't fucking lie to me. All you're fucking doing is twisting the knife. Hurting me on purpose." Your words were venomous. Lethal poison dripping off knives you were trying to shove into him. Wanting him to feel even just a sliver of the pain you were feeling.

"Please, y/n." He gripped your face and you stood frozen as his lips pressed against your forehead. Your body immediately relaxed into him like a habit. When he pulled your lips up to meet his, you were ready to let everything slide like his tongue against your lip. You were going to let him get away with it all.

He whispered against your lips, "I still love you, I just-" I can't do this anymore. His words from last night hung in the air between you.

You tried to yank your body away from him, feeling yourself crumble in place, right in his arms. He refused to let you move yet. How dare he. How fucking dare he. "Maybe it's the 'right person at the wrong time' sort of situation."

"No." You growled and pushed at his chest, trying to put distance between the two of you before you accidentally kissed him again. "You're not. You just don't love me that much."

It was less harsh this time around. Less of an accusation and more of a realization. A resignation. He may have been a mastermind on the court, but he wasn't here. Not in your relationship. And if the hurt in his eyes cued you into anything... Maybe this heartbreak wasn't deliberate.

"It would've been someone else if it wasn't me." You tried to ignore the small sound of confusion that he made as you dragged yourself away. Tried to ignore the crack in your heart as you registered the truth of your own words. Because it could have been any one of the girls who wanted him.

"I'm just an idiot," you whispered, moving to stand in the doorway, away from him, "and it's not your fault that I fell in love with someone that just didn't like me that much."

He looked like you'd thrown a gut punch at him, full strength. "Don't say that." He was begging. Looking at you with unshed tears in his eyes. "We were perfect until... well until we weren't." You read between the lines.

You were enough until you weren't. He loved you until he didn't.

"They say that opposites attract. But maybe we are just too different."

You scoffed at that. You were more alike than he ever wanted to admit. But to think about it, "well we sure are opposites. I'm still in love and you're just-"

What did they like to say the opposite of love was again? Not hate... It was the look he had the night before when he ended things. The look of indifference on his face as you cried. As you begged. Begged for him to not do this. To not throw your relationship away. That look that was void of emotion.

You sighed. "You just didn't love me as much."

You refused to let him be 'the one that got away'. He wasn't a soulmate like you thought and you couldn't make him a nemesis. He just didn't love you that much.

"I really can't blame you." You whispered, pulling yourself to the doorframe, away from him more. "I know that I wasn't meant to be a casualty of your curiosity."

You swallowed the sob that threatened to come up. "So I'll let it go."

You couldn't look at him anymore. He looked dejected. And you had the audacity to feel bad for him. Even when you were the one breaking. You felt bad for not letting him kiss you again as you left the room.

a/n thanks for coming to the free therapy of fictionalizing my irl breakup experiences. yes this actually happened. partially based on an unreleased song by @/leannafirestone on tiktok

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[dottieisdotting]

hii me again i was wondering if u could do a smut for chishiya amd reader where they have a slight age gap (3 years) and reader is in med school and is friends with kuina and kuina introduces chishiya to reader which he helps her w her sch work and ykyk and their friendship escalates to something more i hope u get the idea thank youu

Work colleagues - Chishiya Shuntaro

requested?: yes

pairing(s):Chishiya Shuntaro x afab!reader 

Genre:Smut (MDNI) 

warning(s):colleagues to lovers age-gap (3 years), office fucking, praise, begging (only slightly) ,sort of sloppy eating out and head, Possessive Chishiya, Chishiya calls reader sweetheart a couple times, cream pie, no protection(wrap before you tap), oral (m&f) breast play, body worship.  a lot of kissing and hand holding, TALKING YOU THROUGH IT (sort of)

Summary: Kuina introduces you to Chishiya who often helps you with course work

word count: 2783

a/n: another request! I'm so sorry i've had terrible writers block and i am trying to write some of my own things (look out for that) but keep requesting and i'll try to write them for you!!i. hope you all enjoy. You are welcome to like,reblog and comment on my posts too xoxo. Hope you all have a good morning,day,evening or night Mwah! 

You were a nurse in training at med school and you often struggled with your course work so Kuina, your best friend, offered to introduce you to one of her friends from the borderlands. Chishiya Shuntaro is often known as the black cat around the wards. Of course you knew who he was, everyone knew who he was.

You often saw him when he was doing his rounds as he passed the break room where you constantly were doing your work and stressing as you didn't understand.

Kuina had dragged you out on your rest day to meet Chishiya for a day out. To much of your dismay you were sitting with Kuina across from Chishiya as he took a sip of his coffee.

“So you're going to help me with my work?” You ask him and he hums and nods. Kuina claps her hands a little and smiles brightly. She grabs your arm and squeezes carefully. She winks subtly at you and you nudge her telling her to lay off with the whole colleagues to lovers thing. She‘d taken up reading since she’d gotten back from the borderlands and it was driving you up the walls, mad with all the little tropes but you'd be lying if you said that they didn't intrigue you.

You sat and talked a little bit longer,Chishiya bidding you a farewell when you checked the time and realised you had a 12 hour shift the next day so you slightly panicked as he sat and smirked as you drink the rest of your drink and bid very quick farewells as you left the cafe.

You get to your apartment,stressed but also relieved? You had someone to help you with your coursework but Chishiya, was he the right person to help you, you were contemplating yourself and it was difficult 

Well , another work day rolls around and yet again you are stuck with coursework, luckily Chishiya was here to help this time and you were slowly understanding it for once and it amazed you somehow. You had finished your coursework in time and thanked Chishiya tremendously, he just brushed it off and went back on to his rounds leaving you all alone in the staff break zone. 

He had a certain effect on you, you couldn't point out what it was and it was quite frankly pissing you off so you seeked help from your best friend Kuina. You called her and explained the best you could on your 10 minutes left on your break and she didn't help one bit, you could have strangled her if she was there right now with you.

You sit and grovel until it was rounds time, you spend about an hour checking up on all your patients and seeing how they were doing. You felt good afterwards which was great until someone bumped into you,almost spilling coffee on your scrubs you scowl and look at who it was. Oh ! fantastic it was Chishiya, you were annoying,he had ruined your good mood.

“Could you watch where you are going next time! God, everyone gets in my way.” you grumbled to mainly yourself but Chishiya heard it and his eyes followed you as you walked away. He wanted to go to you and apologise but who was he kidding, his ego was far too high for that so he let you grovel by yourself down the corridor.

Finally it was time to leave your shift. It was over.it was possibly one of the most pisstaking days in your very short career so far. On one hand you had finished your coursework,thanks to Chishiya but you also could have killed him for dampening your day by nearly spilling shit hospital coffee on you. 

But time went on and you grew closer to him with a lot of reassurance from Kuina that is. A lot of shitty coffee breaks and study sessions you saw a side of him no one other than his patients saw, his caring side and it shocked you at first that he was able to feel like that but now you subtly make jokes out of it and he 100% knows but ignores your digs. 

Chishiya often got pissed off when he had to explain over and over to the point where it had become a thing that if he had to explain more than 3 times he wouldn't help the rest of the session and that stressed you out to listen and understand more clearly.

Now that had only happened a couple of times, but you got there eventually. So now you were in Chishiya’s office waiting for him to finish on the phone because he promised to get you your lunch for finishing your work early. You were buzzing because you were practically getting free food. 

”C’mon, hurry. I'm hungry y’know. Chishiyaaa” you whine in a singsong voice as you extend the last syllable of his name, he looks up at you,annoyed, his feline-like eyes slanted. He presses his finger to his lips,signalling to you to shut up. The call he was on was very important and so you apologised.

Soon after he finishes the call he stands up and starts walking out of the office,calling your name for you to follow him ”hurry up if you want food, brat” he uttered sharply as your eyes slightly widened and you quickly followed, ushering a quick ”sorry, coming” as you rush out of his office to him.

After your food and brief talk with Chishiya, he could be real boring at times, you went back to your ward and back to your patients and dotted around till the end of your shift, which you wished upon to come quicker every 30 minutes. The clock hands showed 11 o’clock, which meant clock out time and you were buzzing but also shattered. ”wow, finally home time” you mumble to yourself before bumping into, once again a busy Chishiya. 

You swore to the gods above this man could never rest, not even after the borderlands could this man rest and you felt awfully sorry with the weight he had to carry on his shoulders being a paediatric cardiovascular surgeon, it was tough, you certainly couldn't handle the stress, you were crumbling being a geriatric nurse and working with sick elderly patients on the ward.

”oh, I'm sorry Chishiya, I didn't mean to bump into you” you apologise and for once he didn't mutter under his breath and rush off he stood and talked to you, that was a little shock, horror, gasp moment for you. Maybe he is warming up to me you thought but quickly shrugged it off when he opened his mouth to say ”It's okay, my fault.” 

you swore you could have nearly choked on your saliva when he said it was his fault, the Chishiya who is also innocent and does nothing wrong because he's too pure, too pure your arse but you took it as a huge win and getting closer to him was a good thing. A thing that Kuina wanted to happen,right? Well you damn hope it was what she wanted ‘cause it was happening if she liked it or not.

Anyways you chat for a little while before you clock out and head home 

Another working day rolls around and it's a slow one. You hated slow days so you track down Chishiya and go to his office, thank goodness he was on his lunch break so you could annoy him as he answered emails on his computer. You sat on the chair on the other side of his desk and rested your head on it. He would peak at you from time to time and you would make “subtle” cat jokes here and there. You got bored pretty easily and Chishiya seemed quite restless.

”---, c’mere” he speaks in an authoritative tone as you stand up and walk around his desk ”i'm tired, sit here and write these emails for me, i'll tell you what to write, don't worry” Chishiya practically declared. You look around and expect him to move from his seat so you could sit but he grabbed your waist and pulled you down onto his lap. Of course you gasped, you didn't expect it and it was all so sudden from Chishiya. You'd never expect him to randomly do things to fluster you so damn quickly.

You sit on his lap, back straight as he speaks and you copy down what to write without trying not to get distracted by the growing fire in your lower belly called arousal or Chishiya’s hands and semi-hard cock against your plump arse. As you type, you move your hips, getting comfortable and in the headspace of concentration but as you move you hear Chishiya’s little mewls to stop moving as you felt his cock harden more which brought you right out of your headspace and your knickers to become sticky and wet with your uncontrollable arousal and attraction to Chishiya Shuntaro.

“Please” you slightly beg, whining. He doesn't say anything but his hands tighten their grip. He tsks and whispers ”Keep that up sweetheart and I'll leave you high and dry. Now can you get on your knees for me?” he asks in a sickeningly sweet voice, you didn't even know chishiya was capable of that tone but you got on your knees anyways, waiting on further instructions 

”Can you suck my cock, sweetie?”  you gulp slightly but nod, hands going to his hospital scrubs and pulling down his pants revealing he boxers with a hard cock confined. You look up to him with puppy eyes as you pull down his boxers, his cock hard and red tip dripping with pre-cum. Your mouth was almost salivating at how good it looked.

Chishiya gulped and guided your head to his cock, your mouth already open and ready for him. He taps the leaking tip on your plump bottom lip before you take him down your throat slowly and carefully. Your eyes flutter closed as they water slightly. You gag and Chishiya groaned, feeling your throat contract around his cock,fighting the urge just to buck his hips and fuck your little, pretty mouth. 

Soon enough you start to bob your head, up and down his cock, saliva everywhere. You lick the vein running along the underside of it before pressing a soft kiss to his tip,making him hiss and buck his hips. 

Your hand wraps around him as you focus on the tip, kissing, sucking and licking it,bringing him closer and closer to euphoria. He wasn't quiet either, you liked it too,encouraging him to be as loud as possible as you once again deepthroated him without a warning and he whimpers as his hands go to your head,his eyes screwed shut as you felt his hips buck and roll into your throat, his cum goes down your throat in thick ropes and you make sure to suck him till he was over and through with his orgasm. 

You pull off his cock with an audible pop as you stand up, smiling as you see Chishiya spent, chest heaving and sweat on his forehead, you lean forwards and kiss him softly, before pulling away. He regains his breath properly and stands up, pushing you to the chair to rid you of your scrubs. He sees your pretty lacy white panties with a bow and it has no mercy showing your obvious arousal. 

Chishiya leans forward and kisses your clothed cunt once before he takes off your panties, lifting your legs over the arms rests of his chair, leaving your pussy bare and leaking, your hole clenching around nothing. Chishiya looks at you like you were an angel ”so pretty, hm? For me to taste” you whine in response as he dove right in, licking a fat stripe from your sopping hole to your clit, sucking it for good measure before repeating his actions.

You moan out and look down at him, god he looked so good between your thighs, eating you like a starved man. His fingers spread you open further so he had more access to your little bundle of nerves whilst his other hand travels to your entrance teasing slightly before entering 2 fingers and curling them. You kick your legs out, mindful of chishiya as you babble out a whole load of praise and thank yous to him.

”So good, it tastes so sweet and all for me. Never let anyone else taste your perfect little cunt,sweetheart.” you were in heaven right there, the praise and possessive tone made you clench around his digits, he laughed and it sounds muffled but it sends shock waves through your body as you feel the cold in your lower stomach start to form and tighten with every word,suck and lick. 

Chishiya removes his finders and brings them up to your boob, squishing your left one, leaving your arousal around your perky nipple before doing the same to your right one. The coil tightens faster and faster. Your eyes close and back arched, toes curled and with a cry of Chishiya’s name you came. Your body shakes and he continues to eat you out as you ride out your orgasm on his tongue. 

He pulls away slowly, kissing your cunt once more. He picks you up from the chair and presses you against the table, leaving over to pepper kisses along your neck  and shoulder. You sigh and feel the post orgasm haze already but you wanted more, you wanted Chishiya’s cock inside you, to complete you and that's what he did

He lined his tip up with your entrance and pushed into your sopping heat, groaning and hips already faltering as he pushed into the hilt. You felt full and overwhelmed. You open your mouth to say something but he rolls his hips, slowly but deeply hitting all the correct places to make you feel absolute pleasure. You moan instead as he leans forward, hands on your tits, nipples between his index fingers and thumbs as he rolls them. 

You were feeling the utmost pleasure that moment. You move back onto Chishiya as he bucks forward. Your hand comes down to your clit and you rub 8 figures,making you clench ”oh sweetie, you feel so good to me,so wet,tight, heavenly. Could stay buried in your cunt and I'd die a happy man, Sweetheart”  you smile bashfully, enjoying the praise from the normally quiet man. 

Chishiya feels his high coming along so he moves your hand and replaces it with one of his own, rubbing your clit for extra pleasure, you continuously clench around him, your slick sourting around his cock, the scene was erotic as anything.  

You were bent over his desk facing the door, emails abandoned as Chishiya squeezed your breasts and played with your nipples. Slow and deep thrusts reaching unimaginable places inside of you as his hand stays on your clit. Your hair was a mess, noises bouncing off the office walls and you both gave zero fucks as you were living your life getting the best sex from your friend ever.

”m’close, Shiya” you mewl and slump against the desk. Chishiya leans over you and holds your hand tightly,interlocking your hands together as his thrusts get faster but still just as deep. You couldn't keep it together much longer as you came around his cock, no warning or anything. The orgasm was long lasting travelling from the tips of your toes to your head. Your orgasm triggered Chishiya’s spiralling out of control. The whimpers and whines coming from his and your mouth were both pornographic. ”That's it, good girl sweetheart come for me,let me feel your cunt suffocate my cock. So good for me aren't you, making me feel all nice and good whilst i stuff you full”

His cum sits deep inside of you as your cunt milks him dry. ”Keep that nice and deep inside of you, sweetheart, yeah. Don't let any spill or i'll give you another to keep deep for me” you mumble and nod at his command. You felt amazing and were glowing. The sunset brings a golden haze into Chishiya’s office as he pulls out and brings you to a couch to clean you with tissues and kisses. He helps you dress and look presentable even though people would have heard your little mishap.

You couldn't care though, legs like jelly and breathing slightly uneven but a Chishiya by your side was all you needed as you clocked out with him that night, happy as anything.

[ofmermaidstories]

merms i wanna SCREAM now that the shoto fic is finally here!!!!! but i am also sad that it is the last installment of the series :((((

but anyways knowing you it will always be kept alive somehow, and i'm getting sappy and emotional bc it's been Four Years (4!!! what a big number!! that's a whole CHILD) since i started reading your stories and i'm just so grateful that i found you when i did!! a whole treasure trove of stories about the characters i so wholeheartedly adore.

thank you once again for being the amazing writer and person that u are!! i'm a firm believer that one's character really comes out in their writing (being an english major, it's hard to miss) and i can see how that is expressed in yours, with how careful and thoughtful and beautifully you write your stories. i hope you know that you're one of my most favourite writers ever!!!! and i'll probably never forget you in my life!!!! thank you for bringing so much color into my days <3333

four years!! oh my god. that’s like… full-sentences-whole-child old. we need a cake next year for number five. 🥹 idk hansy i’m like, kinda sad—a lot of what kept holding me back from finishing the first chapter was like, the sudden realisation that this was the beginning of the end LMFAOOOO—but i’ve been trying to keep in mind anon who slipped into the inbox and was like, [let’s] be excited before [we] get sad. because it’s true!! we’re at the beginning of the end—but it’s still the beginning!!! 🏞️✨ and if it’s any consolation, realistically it’ll take me like at least a year to finish this fic, lmfao, and i also wanna do my surrender one-shot collection this love (is ours), which is what i think of as the trilogy’s true ending (the epilogue is set a few years after shouto’s fic finishes), so we’re on the ride a little longer. 🥹 you’ll have to put up with me for a while yet.

idkidkdidkdidididkdddkkkdk hansy. earlier this year i kinda went through a bout of like, that preemptive grief where i just kinda came face-to-face with the fact that yeah, for the past four years this has been The Hobby, you know? like. this has been what i do for fun. and that’s a (relatively) long time and a lot of energy to spend on one thing, and it threw me into this period where i felt really isolated!! i felt silly, like, oh mermie it’s just a couple of fanfics, why are they making you sad you silly girl—and i desperately wanted reassurance that like, it was a normal part of an intensive creative process. and quite frankly i couldn’t find it LOL, i would trawl through the AO3 and fanfic sub reddits and like, try and find people who’d finished or were close to finishing long-standing series or whatever, but if i did find a couple of relevant posts they were years old, and mostly just celebratory (“I just finished my 1,000,000,000 word-long series!”). and then that fed into the, oh my god no one else is talking about this, i’ve taken too long to get to this point and now i’ve emotionally stunted myself this is terrible everything is terrible oh my god etc etc LOL. but!!! i mean, sometimes the best thing for those kinda wobbles is to just start regardless, right? get up and stumble on. 💀 PLUS the biggest thing, actually, was that i like actively reminded myself that no matter how daunting or bittersweet it was to reach the end, i wanted the satisfaction of getting us there. getting to the end of the shouto fic is getting to grab hold of that trophy……. and then we’ll get back in the car and do a victory lap with the last two one-shots in this love LOL. 🍾🏆🎊🏁

anywaysss, enough dumping LOL. hansy we have been in this together for four years. 🥹 and part of what’s gotten us this far along is the nice things you always find to say. 🥺 the race ain’t over yet but once we’ve swept up all the confetti and someone’s cleared away the champagne bottles i want you to know that i’ll remember you as apart of it, for as long as that’s a thing for me to hold. 🥹🌷

[mrsfrecklesmarauders]

Remus could hear the loud music from outside the building. Shit, the neighbors were surely going to complain. Especially the old lady from 5A who hated Remus' guts and thought a nice young man such as Sirius deserved a better "friend". Of course, Sirius was always polite with old ladies. They didn't know the actual devil he was.

Remus and Sirius moved in to the flat about a month ago. And they were already causing trouble. They had to have a Halloween Bash to inaugurate the flat.

"Uncle Alphard used to make parties here all the time" Sirius said "Surely the flat misses that"

"It's a flat, Sirius. Flats don't have feelings"

But of course Remus was weak to Sirius' puppy eyes. And they ended up organizing a party for Halloween.

Remus got a late shift in the Library, so he had to arrive late to his own event. Sirius had been texting him updates about what's been happening. The texts had gotten drunker and drunker as the night went on. Remus knew that because when Sirius was drunk, he couldn't type properly.

The music and screaming got louder as Remus got to their floor.

"Jesus Christ..." Remus whispered. What if the neighbors called the police?

Remus got his keys and struggled with the door, but it was opened by someone else.

"Remus!"

James' bright face appeared at the door. James usually didn't get drunk. He was the responsible designated driver. But James Potter didn't need a drink to be happy or cheerful.

"Where's your costume?"

The whole group had agreed to be The Scooby Doo gang. Remus smiled when he saw James wearing a skirt and a wig. He was supposed to be Velma.

Remus unzipped his jumper exposing his green t-shirt. He was supposed to be Shaggy.

"I was at work"

"Couldn't you be more creative?"

"It's Shaggy, I look great" Remus shrugged.

"Everyone is drunk" James announced.

To confirm this, Lily came running to hug him.

"Remus!" she even clinched to his neck.

"Lily..."

Lily was obviously Daphne. And she looked pretty hot with her costume.

"I freaking missed you" she sounded very drunk "I almost cried"

"I'm right here, love" Remus smiled as he patted her back.

"Lily, babe" James sighed worriedly "I told you to lie down and drink water"

"I'm fine... Pffft..." But Lily moved dizzily. James grabbed her arm "Oh hey..." she smirked at James "You look sexy with that skirt" she even slapped his butt "Nice legs..." she giggled.

Remus was amused. Sober Lily would never say something like that.

"Okay sexy lady..." James laughed "Let's get you a bit of water"

"I'm gonna sex you up... James Potter..."

"I think that is my cue to leave" Remus interrupted, as Lily melted into James' arms. James laughed.

"Where's Sirius?"

James pointed behind him.

"Terrace, smoking like a chimney with Marlene"

"Good"

Remus began walking.

"If we kiss now it might be lesbian...." Lily was saying

"Okay baby..."

"I wanna kiss a girl...Oi Remus! Where're you going?"

Remus just blew her a kiss and let her boyfriend took care of that mess.

Remus made his way through the party. He saw many familiar faces waving at him with fancy costumes. Frank, Alice, Dorcas' friends. There were too many people for their little flat.

Remus saw Mary dancing with Edgar. They were giving it all, even going down to the floor.

Remus bumped into Peter who was getting out if the kitchen. He looked really nice as Fred.

"Remus! It was about time... You're terribly late"

"Just got out of my shift" Remus said "And you're sober"

Peter nodded "I hate being drunk. I've been drinking water to balance it" he showed him the cup on his hand.

"You look great" Remus smiled.

"You look weird just with a tee. I think is the first time I've seen your arms"

"Very funny" Remus said "Sirius?"

"I think he was smoking..." Peter answered "God, he is terribly drunk..."

"Great" Remus sighed.

"Good thing he lives here"

"Guess who is going to take care of that wanker"

"Sucks to be you"

Remus sighed but began walking.

"We should take a picture later..." Peter said "The Scooby Doo Gang"

"Sure" Remus nodded.

He made his way towards the terrace when he heard people laughing very loudly. And he smelled cigarette. He craved one. The cool air hit his face.

Marlene, Dorcas and Sirius were sitting at the terrace floor. Laughing their butts out. Remus couldn't avoid smiling at that sight. While Marlene, Dorcas and Mary where the three witches from Hocus Pocus but hotter, Sirius was Scooby. He looked absolutely adorable with his doggy ears and doggy tail. He even had his face painted.

"Hello..." Remus said.

"Moooooonyyyyy!!" Sirius chanted, opening his arms for him like a little kid. Remus' heart jumped in his chest for him.

"Hello handsome" Dorcas smiled.

"Luupiiin, where's your freaking costume?" Marlene asked irritated.

Dorcas was the least drunk off them all. But they were still drunk.

"I'm wearing my costume" Remus gestured to himself.

Marlene narrowed her eyes "You boring!"

Remus shrugged. Dorcas laughed. Sirius was sending kisses to his boyfriend.

"Let's go, Marly" Dorcas stood up "Let's get ourselves sober before going"

"What? We're going?" Marlene asked.

"You're going?" Sirius added.

"I have training tomorrow morning and I think you're done drinking, babe"

"I just got here" Remus said.

"He just got here!" Marlene repeated but her eyes were closing.

Sirius was smiling and murmuring things to himself, dozing off.. Jesus, it wasn't that late. And everyone was already pissed. Remus wasn't a party person but he felt awful to have missed the first crazy bash in the flat.

"Come on, darling" Dorcas dragged Marlene to her feet. She kind of struggled getting up but she eventually managed to stay stable in Dorcas' arms.

"Goodbye bitch!" Marlene pointed at Sirius.

"Bitch!" Sirius answered pointing at her.

Dorcas smiled at Remus as they dragged Marlene "The flat is lovely Remus, thank you for inviting us"

"Glad you enjoyed yourselves" Remus smiled back.

When Dorcas and Marlene were gone, Remus noticed his boyfriend had fallen asleep. Remus felt a bit guilty. Sirius had been excited for the party. But Remus had insisted on not missing his shift. He really felt like he needed to contribute with the expenses. He didn't want to live in Sirius' apartment for free.

"Hey, love" Remus sat down next to Sirius.

Sirius opened his eyes.

"Moony!" he said and put his head on Remus shoulder "Where were you? I was dying without you!"

Remus smiled. It was even cuter if Sirius wore that costume.

"You were going to die of alcohol poison" Remus tutted.

Remus took the cigarette pack from Sirius' hands and lit himself a cigarette.

Sirius shook his head.

"I was guarding the whiskey because I know how much you like it...." Sirius mumbled "Everyone was trying to drink it but I was like: 'Nah, that's for my Moony!' And I was saving some for you..."

"You mean this whiskey?" Remus took the empty bottle from Sirius' hands.

"Oh! Where did it go?"

Remus chuckled "Inside of you, my love. I think you drank it all"

"No"

"Yeah"

"Nah ah..." Sirius shook his head. "I kept it for my Moony."

"Did you? Thank you..."

"I am a good boyfriend" Sirius smirked

Remus couldn't agree more.

"Yes, you are my darling" Remus kissed his forehead which made Sirius happy.

"Ah...yes... " Sirius smiled "On the lips now"

Remus obeyed and gave him a peek on the lips.

Sirius beamed "Scooby Dooby Doo!"

Remus laughed "I don't think Scooby and Shaggy kissed"

"Oh they did the dirt" Sirius nodded "They shagged like animals"

"A human and a dog?"

"Oh yeah... Doggy style" Sirius giggled "All the time"

"You are a fucking pervert" Remus laughed as he put his arm around him.

Sirius leaned to kiss Remus' neck. It felt delicious.

"We live here, my Moons" Sirius gestured around "I FUCKING LOVE LIVING WITH MOONY!!"

Sirius yelled so loudly that a few dogs around barked.

"Sirius..." Remus covered his mouth as he giggled "Shut up. What are you doing?"

"We're just mature men living in our own apartment" Sirius declared with his hands.

"Mature?" Remus raised an eyebrow "I think they are going to kick us out after tonight"

"Oh yeah?" Sirius asked "Well... FUUCK THEM!"

"Sirius..." Remus hushed him.

"FUCK THOSE ASSHOLES" Sirius added "Fuck them!"

"Okay..."

"We love each other" Sirius smirked

"Yeah"

"I love you!"

Remus giggled "I love you"

Sirius grabbed Remus' face and kissed him. This time for real.

"Oh you have the perfect lips to kiss" Sirius said. Remus smiled "Kiss me more"

It was satisfactory to kiss Sirius, it would always be. Even if he tasted like whiskey and cigarettes.

"God... I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!"

"Let's go dancing" Remus said to distract him. He was going to wake up the whole neighborhood.

"Dancing?"

"Yeah yeah, love. I want to dance with you"

"Yes... Okay" Sirius nodded eagerly.

Remus turned off his cigarette. And stood up.

"Come on, handsome"

Remus struggled to get his boyfriend to his feet. Sirius groaned and whined like a child. He looked dizzy because he almost tripped.

"Woah..." Remus steadied him.

"Woah" Sirius repeated with a laugh.

"Just grab on to me, Padsie"

Sirius smirked "I know what you want, Mr. Lupin..." Sirius poked his nose "Mr. Second Intentions..."

Remus raised an eyebrow amused.

"You want to be touchy touchy with me, eh?"

Remus laughed "Let's go inside, baby"

"Yeah I knew it! I knew it" Sirius giggled "You want to take me to bed" he winked.

They went inside and spent the rest of the night dancing and having fun with their friends. Sirius didn't drink anymore, he was only provided water. So he was getting more and more sober. Or maybe Remus was getting drunker. But they were still having fun.

"I love you so much I cannot breath without you" Sirius whispered on Remus' ear as they danced. It sent shivers down Remus' spine.

"I love you even more, my beautiful handsome prince" Remus whispered back

"This party is fun but I can't wait to be alone with you in our flat again"

"Ready to clean everything up?"

"Don't ruin the moment, Moony"

Remus giggled.

"I meant doing other things, perhaps"

He said in such way that it made Remus blush, and slightly horny.

Remus kissed Sirius lips sucking them and getting his tongue inside, making Sirius let out a soft moan.

"Later baby"

The flat was a mess when everyone was gone. It almost sunrise. James and Lily were the last ones to leave. After Lily puked several times, she was fast asleep on James' chest.

Luckily, Remus and Sirius didn't have much trouble with neighbors. Some of them knocked threatening to call the police if they didn't stop. Especially lady from 5A. But they didn't. Remus reckoned they wouldn't be much welcomed after this little event. But he was happy. It had been worthy. Remus had had fun with his friends and his boyfriend. Life was good. Remus was lucky.

"I am so tired..." Sirius sighed, placing his head on Remus' shoulder.

"Me too"

"I don't want to clean. I don't want to do anything..."

"Not even sex?"

Sirius opened one eye and lifted his head.

"Moony..."

Remus raised his eyebrows. 

"No..." Sirius shook his head "Not even sex. I'm knackered"

Remus laughed, and grabbed Sirius' hand.

"Don't worry, me neither"

Sirius closed his eyes again, dropping his head.

"Good thing the neighbors didn't complain"

"I guess they were used to Alphard's parties" Sirius said "They must've thought he was back from the death"

"Noo... Not his handsome evil spirit again!"

Sirius giggled.

"There will be more parties to come, Moony Moons"

Remus chuckled "As long as you promise not to drink like a wanker next time"

"As long as you promise to drink like a wanker next time"

Remus laughed and Sirius smiled. Remus didn't only want the parties. He wanted it all. The boring stuff, the domestic fluff, the fights, the stupid expenses, the cleaning after making a mess. Practically building a home with Sirius in that place. A home.

"Promise" he said, giving Sirius a kiss on his head "I love you"

"Love you more"

[misterdetectiveswag]

IV. ONE MORE CHANCE.2

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇/𝐂 male woke up then immediately got up and continued reading the article he started last night. he wanted to research more about Itoshi Sae. he managed to gather up a bunch of new information about the striker and before you ask "why was he doing this?" he doesn't know either. maybe he wanted to play with him, maybe it's because he wants to get to know him, or maybe he just wanted to play better; it was probably that.

well, now that he found out more stuff about how he plays and his techniques. he might as well give it a try and mimic it in his own way. maybe then he'd be able to get the help he asked for a while back without facing him again.

———

after a few hours of practicing in his backyard, he managed to get used to the feel of playing like Itoshi Sae. he knew it was definitely more aggravated and aggressive than what his coaches had given him in the past.

you know, following this type of training, maybe he'll be on par with Sae Itosh-!..ow. maybe he should've stretched before trying out something like this..his body hurts like hell.

———

after doing what needed to be done. he took a shower and wore some comfortable clothes. his mom had asked him to buy her something when he got home and he decided to do it now. he walked inside a small grocery store, he just wanted some stuff.

he skimmed through the shelves and his eyes landed on the kombucha tea. he went to grab it but another got to it first. the h/c male snapped his head to the person who decided to snatch the box when it was obvious that he was gonn-. oh.

he looked at the male in front of him. he swears he was gonna kill whichever God was responsible for giving him terrible luck to meet Itoshi Sae after the lastest interaction. the boy blinked at him repeatedly hoping that what he was seeing was a hallucination.

"..."

sae just turned away and attempted to walk away. how rude!

"hey! I wanted that pack too you know." he said with a hint of irritation lacing through his voice.

sae stopped and just said "so?"

the boy was beyond disrespectful! the fact that he didn't even turn to look at him only infuriated him more.

"what do you mean 'so'?!" he was trying his hardest to stay mature but given that he was just a young boy did not help!

"I said what I said. I dont care what you think either." the h/c boy was holding back the urge to make a scene, although some people were already looking.

the boy huffed as he pestered sae itoshi to no end. I guess you could say that it was his karma.

———

even when sae had purchased and went out of the market the h/c boy was still annoying him to no end and the people who were familiar with him knew he did not have the patience or time to deal with someone like the male.

but even though he ignored the boy, it was obvious that he wouldn't take no for an answer after what he did. how annoying..

sae finally decided to give in and acknowledge him.

"what."

"oh my god! finally, you responded. anyways, tell me why the hell you stole my tea!"

"does it have your name on it?"

"well, no. but it was obvious I was about to get it!"

'hes quite stubborn..' sae thought while looking at the male with a blank look which may have exasperated the boy even more.

"you didn't even buy it yet." he blinked at the male again "and you could've gotten another pack of the same thing instead of making a scene."

"..."

that seemed to shut the boy up and he was stammering to find the right words to reply but he decided to shut up

to rub salt into the wound, sae said "but you didn't." it wasn't even that bad of an insult but regardless it still seemed to pain the male's ego.

finally, the male seemed to think of a reply "the point is that you don't have respect for me or anyone for that matter!"

"why does it matter? it's not like you're not worthy of my respect."

...

"excuse me! I am most definitely worthy of any person's respect!" the male declared while listing down the reasons why he was one.

to no one's surprise sae wasn't listening. he was more interested in the thought of drinking the kombucha tea when he got home..

———

"are you done yapping?" sae spoke out with a tone of boredom.

"for your information, I was not yapping," he mumbled while following sae.

"why're you still following me?"

"because why not."

"... you're annoying."

"you too"

the two were back talking to each other like there was no tomorrow, but atleast it seemed like the h/c let go of sae 'stealing' his tea.

EXTRA / ADDITIONAL TIME:

sae doesn't want to mention how he find the other male's presence quite comfortable and m/n doesn't wanna let sae know he enjoys annoying him. how cute.

(edited- 02/03/24)

masterlist.

[pbaz7]

you guys are so welcome btw (also THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU AUTHOR ILY)

Azzi was the one she called

I know that's right!

It was 1:12 a.m.

they went from enemies to doing anything for each other real quick

Paige was already drenched in sweat

I know this is a sentence but I can just imagine it she's so hot

“What’s got you so riled up today?”

you probably

“They said I wasn’t efficient enough at finishing at the rim last year.”

who the fuck is they and where can I find them to beat them up

With a sigh, Paige gave in

what happened to bitchy Paige I kinda miss her (JK JK PLS DONT BRING HER BACK I HATE THE ANGST)

“Hm, maybe that’s why you don’t have a heart—you don’t eat ice cream.

wait she might be right

“She’ll have mint chocolate chip.”

this bitch is bossy damn okay

Paige stepped forward, sliding her card to the cashier first. “I got it,” she said simply.

YEP THATS RIGHT VERY GENTLEMANLY OF YOU

“You know, we still don’t really talk outside of the gym.”

ok so go scissor talk outside of the gym

“I don’t really know what to talk to you about outside of basketball,” she admitted, her voice honest, if a bit awkward.

this girl is acting like it's her whole life... oh wait

“I’m trying here. Just humor me.”

I'll do anything for you paige

her expression frozen for a second

I see what you did here author

“You’re ridiculous and you can’t sing.”

if only someone had told lil Paigey that

“It’s disgusting, I’ve tried it,” Azzi shot back.

then why'd you insist she got it lol

you have absolutely disgusting taste.”

and why is that... cuz she's not interested in you?

the distance between them felt much smaller, the tension nonexistent.

cutie girls

Azzi was Paige’s preference when it came to most things relating to anyone on the team.

wait stop they're adorable

She fully expected Paige to pick apart every missed shot or lost opportunity, but to her surprise, Paige didn’t say much. Instead, she-said, “Shake it off. Next one’s yours.”

okay wow I was not expecting that

you’re not gonna find your rhythm lying in bed

okay Paige clock her

“You’re not human, you know that?”

she might be a clone... but you might be a clone too so does it really matter?

finishing with only 8 points. By her standards, it was disastrous

I like that everyone forgets that 8 points is actually a great contribution to a score but ofc since it's Paige that doesn't apply

“What do you want, Azzi?” she asked curtly.

no need to get pissed after y'all literally just made up

“You don’t get it, Azzi!” she snapped

oh! okay then!

Cry me a river, Paige. Everyone has pressure. It’s part of the game.”

okay Azzi so im actually not on your side for once

“I was just starting to think you weren’t an asshole, but you really went and proved me wrong. Great job.”

azzi you're lowkey pissing me off right now

“You know, for someone who’s supposedly this incredible leader, you’re pretty terrible at letting people in. God forbid someone actually cares enough to check on you,”

girl please calm down ur making me mad

She had spent the last hour pacing back and forth in her own room, trying to figure out what to say

wait this poor baby I can't

Paige blurted out, “I’m really sorry, Azzi.”

hoe why is you apologizing

“I’ll, uh, go... somewhere,”

personally I'd go to the bordering room and hold my ear up to the wall

I’m not great at expressing my feelings and allat.

no way, really? I hadn't noticed!

You need to use your words,

author I swear you're putting these in to tempt me

just wanted to hoop and now I don’t really get a say in it.”

oh. okay. way to ruin the mood

Trust me, I get it, but it’s a whole different level for you.”

thank you azzi for apologizing in ur own way cuz im still a tad confused as to why p was apologizing but ok girl

Without waiting for an explanation, Aaliyah grabbed her phone and walked out

lili knows some shits going on

you’re stuck with me for the season, so you might as well get used to it."

this is the kind of pazzi I like to see

"That didn’t work, by the way. It was pitiful, and I felt bad for you."

or you're just down bad

There was a pause, then Aaliyah’s next text came through: "Hm."

LILI KNOWS TOO MUCH PLEASE

You’re just jealous of my vocal range."

lil azzi album coming soon?

Paige had unknowingly shifted in her sleep, her head resting lightly on Azzi’s lap.

unknowingly or subconsciously..

letting her hand rest on Paige’s side but not moving it.

I can feel the slow burn

a knowing grin spreading across her face.

Aaliyah knows more than azzi does LMAO

Don’t make it a thing.”

girl no one said it was... ur digging urself in a hole here

author ily for the double update and this chap

thank you for not making me want to punch the screen as much as usual

-🍉

ok so scissor is actually insane ✨

i MAY be putting a few double entendres in there on purpose but the rest are all you. azzi def was a lil mean to paige but hey maybe it’s what she needed she’s a lil stubborn.

ily and i love your reactions you deserve both sides of your pillow to be cold 🍉

[livythewriter]

Quarantine AU (Elsbeth x Fem!Reader)

Word count: 2135

Warnings: Angst, talks of illness, blood, mentions of death, an unhappy ending but dw there will be part 2

Summary: You're in quarantine after being exposed to a deadly virus, when you meet an eccentric woman.

“I’m scared, what’s going to happen to me?” I heard a small voice in the cell next to mine. We were being quarantined because we tested positive for a mysterious virus that spread around the city. Either that, or, like me, some of the people in here were in quarantine for simply being around someone with the virus. I was in one of the ‘exposed but not yet positive’ cells, all alone. The coldness of the room made it difficult to focus on anything other than trying to stay warm.

‘I am in my happy place, I am in my happy place, I am in my happy place.’ I repeated to myself in my head as I thought of the most peaceful place I could be in, a place full of warmth and natural light, very much unlike the cold cell I was in lit by fluorescent lights.

My thoughts were interrupted by the door to my cell opening, and footsteps approaching. I opened my eyes to see an older woman with a bob cut around average height, being walked into my cell by a fully covered scientist.

The scientist left and closed the door, leaving me with the woman.

“Wow, it’s so cold in here! So, were you exposed to the virus as well?” The woman asked. I nodded. “I heard it has a 20% fatality rate, I hope we don’t have it…”

“Yeah…” I said.

“What’s your name?” She asked, “I’m Elsbeth. I’d shake your hand, but you know, gotta make sure we don’t give each other the virus if one of us has it and the other doesn’t!”

“I’m ___. Yeah, I totally get that. But either way, we probably both have it anyway..” I shrugged.

“Oh, you’re probably right. Still, just in case, you know?” She looked quite cheery despite potentially having a dangerous virus.

“It’s cold in here… I wish they’d give us blankets.” I had my arms wrapped around me for warmth.

“Yeah… good thing I’m wearing this sweater! And jacket! Who knew overdressing would actually help me someday?”

“That’s very good! I just wore a t-shirt because it was hot on the day I was exposed.” I explained.

“How long have you been here?” Elsbeth asked.

“Oh, I’ve been here for two days.” I said.

Elsbeth looked in thought for a moment, “Hmm, how long does the virus take to start showing symptoms again?”

“Three to seven days, I think.”

“Alright… I’ve never been in quarantine before, at least not like this… It’s a little scary! But hey, at least we have beds!” Elsbeth pointed to the bunk beds at the side of the cell.

“They’re uncomfortable as shit, but yeah.”

“Oh, they are? I remember one time I slept in this cheap hotel bed and it was so uncomfortable that I woke up the next day with aching all over even though I was only 23!” Elsbeth rambled.

“Oh, fascinating.” I went and sat on the bottom bunk.

“Wait actually, do you think I could take the bottom bunk? I’m a little afraid of heights…” Elsbeth said, looking sheepish.

“Um sure. But can I sit here until it’s time to go to bed anyway?” I asked.

“Of course you can! Can I sit next to you?”

“Yeah go ahead.” I patted the spot next to me, and she sat down on the bed.

“Wow you were right, this bed is uncomfortable… It makes the hotel bed I was in feel like it was made of memory foam!” Elsbeth bounced on the bed a few times while sitting.

I laughed, “See? I told you.”

“Oh, my body is going to hate me tomorrow… And the day after that, and the day after that… Until I get out. Well that is… if I get out.” She cringed a little, “I don’t wanna think about that…”

“It’ll be alright, even if you do get sick it’s only a 20% fatality rate, so chances are you’ll survive!” I assured her.

“That’s not really helping…” She said, chuckling nervously.

“Sorry…”

“So, how did you get exposed? Someone sneezed in my face during one of my investigations.”

“Oh, someone coughed blood in my mouth.” I said, not fond of the memory.

“Oh my god, that’s terrible!!! I am so sorry. I really hope you don’t end up getting it, now I’m all worried about you!” Elsbeth did look genuinely concerned.

“It’s alright, I hope I don’t die. Then I’d leave my pets behind. That’s what scares me. I love my pets so much.” I tried not to dwell on that scenario too much.

“I hope you don’t die either. You’re so much fun to talk to, and you seem so nice!”

“Well, I guess we’ll find out sometime in the next few days.”

“Maybe if worst comes to worst, I can take care of your pets. Or give them to a friend. I have a dog at home, the cutest little thing!”

“What’s his name?” I asked.

“His name’s Gonzo, and I just love him so much.”

“I bet he’s really cute.” I smiled.

“Yeah… By the way, you look so cold… Do you want my jacket?” She asked.

“I thought you didn’t want either of us catching it from each other?”

“Well… I’m sure it wouldn’t hurt. Here, please take it.” Elsbeth took off her jacket and handed it to me. I put it on, taking in the warmth.

“Thank you.” I gave her a grateful smile, but I looked over to see that she now seemed a bit cold.

“This sweater’s actually really thin…” Elsbeth wrapped her arms around herself, shivering.

“You can have the jacket back.” I said.

“Nonsense, I’ll survive a little cold!” But her shivering was hard to miss.

I rolled my eyes and sighed, scooting closer to her. I wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her a bit closer to me.

“W-What are you doing?” She looked at me, surprised.

“I just want to make sure you’re nice and warm.” I said.

“Oh uh, thank you! You really are nice…” She leaned her head against my shoulder, which made my brain malfunction for some reason.

We stayed like that for a bit, until one of the doctors brought in lunch for us. Lunch in quarantine was nothing to sneeze at, typically bland with cheap ingredients. We sat in silence eating our lunch, still next to each other on the bed.

“Do they have any books to read?” Elsbeth asked, “Me personally, I like a good murder mystery, even after I’ve had to solve them regularly.”

“Well, I can go ask if you want.”

“Oooh yes please, and ask if they have any crochet supplies too!”

“Will do. I don’t think they have crochet supplies though.” I got up and alerted one of the doctors, asking if they had either of the things Elsbeth wanted. Surprisingly, they had both.

A few books and crochet supplies were brought in, and I started reading a book.

Elsbeth sat down next to me, a little close as if she wanted to read as well, “You know, I’ve always wanted to read that book! Do you think I could read with you?”

“Oh sure, let me just flip to the first page.” I did that, and then positioned the book so both of us could read it. When Elsbeth finished reading a page, she would put her finger up, and if I was finished too, I would flip the page. It was a pretty efficient system. 

Only issue is, as I read the book, I started to notice how close we were to each other, and then it was all I could think about. So I found myself rereading lines of text so I could actually take in what was written on the page, which made me take extra long to turn the pages when Elsbeth was finished reading.

Luckily, she didn’t say anything, and I hoped I wasn’t annoying her with my slowness.

We spend the rest of that day reading, and the top bunk wasn’t so bad to sleep in – it was actually more comfortable than the bottom one. I made sure to tell Elsbeth that the next day, and she said her fear of heights greatly out measured any interests in a comfortable bed, so I ended up getting the top bunk anyway. We read next to each other for the next few days, me still unable to get my mind off of our close proximity for some reason.

On Elsbeth’s third day of quarantine, however, things started to go downhill.

It went like any other day – well any other day in quarantine – where I woke up, and climbed down from my bunk, inevitably waking up Elsbeth as she was quite the light sleeper.

“Good morning…” I heard Elsbeth groan out from her bed.

“Good morning.” I did some stretches while I was up. Elsbeth got up and joined me in the stretches. One thing we had in common was that we were both physically active, so stretching wasn’t an uncommon part of our routine in quarantine.

“Is it just me, or is this cell extra cold?” Elsbeth asked me while doing toe touches.

“Not really, but I am wearing your jacket so maybe I’m just a little extra warm. Do you want your jacket back?” I offered.

“Oh no, that’s alright! I want you to be warm, you’re the one wearing a T-shirt.” She waved her hand dismissively.

“Well uhh… If you want, we could snuggle up for warmth.” There was a chance I was taking the opportunity to snuggle with her so much because it had been a while since I had actually cuddled with someone, but that’s a topic for another day.

“Sure!” We huddled together once more for warmth, enjoying each other’s presence.

“Your company has been so nice…” Elsbeth murmured.

“I could say the same about you. Not a boring moment with you, Elsbeth.” I said.

“You think I’m interesting?”

“Mhm…”

“I think you’re interesting too… I like reading with you, even though you read kind of slo-” She was cut off by a sudden coughing fit. She coughed intensely into the crook of her elbow, wheezing between rattling coughs. I froze as my mind went to the worst of places, and my fears were confirmed as I caught a glimpse of the crook of her elbow and saw blood on her sweater.

“Oh no… Does this mean I’m sick?” She asked, the usual color and joy gone from her voice.

“I think so…” I didn’t know how to react, whether to be angry, sad, to laugh, or do nothing. A rush of dread hit me, and I just sat there, looking ahead. I knew I was gonna have to tell one of the doctors, so they could take her to the sick ward, but a selfish part of me didn’t want to, a part of me didn’t want them to take her away from me, because what if I never saw her again?

“___… We need to tell the doctors.” Elsbeth snapped me out of my spiraling trance.

“Okay… But…”

“But what…?”

“I’m scared.” I admitted.

“You probably won’t get sick, don’t worry.” She assured me.

“No. I’m scared for you.”

“I’ll be fine! Like you said, it’s only a 20% fatality rate!”

“That’s too high!” That admittedly came out harsher than I originally intended, and I immediately apologized for my tone.

“I’ll be fine, okay? Worry about your own health, not mine.” Elsbeth’s hand rubbed up and down my arm soothingly, “I’ll tell you what, if I survive this, which I probably will, I’ll reach out to you. Give me your number so I can do that.”

“Okay.” I gave her my number, and out of nowhere she took out a pen and wrote it on the back of her hand.

“This ink is really strong so even if they make me wash my hands, it won’t come off for a while. Once I’m out of quarantine I’ll call you, or text you.”

“Okay…” My eyes started to fill with tears as I nodded.

“Please stay safe… And here, since we should probably be keeping our distance now…” She got up, took a few steps back from me, and blew me a kiss, then went to tell the doctors about her condition. A few tears fell down my face as we said our last goodbyes and the doctors whisked her away to the sick ward, and the fact that this might be my last time ever seeing her wouldn’t leave my mind. Now that I was all alone, that was the only thing I could think about.

I spent the rest of that day only thinking about Elsbeth Tascioni, and the hole she left behind now that she was gone.

[oh-three]

Loki S2E4:

Oooh, maybe Victor Timely is the guy who pruned Loki in episode one. Or, maybe it was his episode four self. Either way, something tells me we're about to find out.

Whoa, Miss Minutes keeps surprising me.

Also. More of Hunter Renslayer, ooh.

"See you soon" is literally this man's catchphrase.

WHOA, THAT'S A BETRAYAL. Not that I didn't expect it, but wow. Gotta say, Miss Minutes is right, though. Clearly, he didn't really do much.

Alright, let's see what Victor's gonna fuck up.

Who left this man alone after he went through the TimeDoor??

Okay, can't blame him for the crisis though. Not after last episode.

"Your words changed me" is the single most powerful phrase ever. I don't even remember this lady's name, but I like her.

O.B. and Victor complimenting each other and O.B. slowly realizing who he's talking to is the funniest thing ever. He's fanboying over him the way Casey was fanboying over him.

Also, the fact that Sylvie stuck around is pretty neat.

MOBIUS 😂

My man really does not want to go out in the suit again, and Loki's his scapegoat. They are such a married couple.

SYLVIE, STOP ADDING FUEL TO HIS REPRESSED EMOTIONS. LEAVE HIM ALONE.

Brad, what the fuck.

Hah, get called out. You're out of friends.

D-90 and B-15 just stepped into the wolves' den 👀

Not Brad grabbing his collar the same way he grabbed the straps of his uniform in episode one.

Lmao, D-90 getting told to go help Mobius- and just Mobius- watch Victor. Alone time with him oughta be awkward.

Loki defending Mobius 😭❤

"What if you are wrong to believe that this place can be any better? What if I was wrong to spare him? It would be easier to burn this place down and start from scratch." Yes, but as Loki tried to tell you, it's harder to take the difficult path- and, oftentimes, the difficult path is the right one. Nothing that's right is ever easy.

^^^^ "Trying to fix what's broken is hard."

Ahhh, I see you coming around.

Sylvie does have a point, though- it'll be dangerous letting Timely go after this.

"We are gods." drops mic

Wait, you guys didn't try the pie.

Dammit, Renslayer.

OH NO. SHE'S GOING TO KILL THEM ALL.

HOLY SHIT.

That was so horrifying wtf.

At least Brad seems to be having regrets already.

Whatever you do, DON'T LOSE HIM, D-90.

Just. This scene with D-90 and Victor. It's funny and sweet, and I love it-

WAIT, NO. BRAD, WHY.

COME BACK, D.

There's something very significant about D-90 getting pruned exactly one season after pruning Mobius, and I don't know how I feel about it.

Everything is going wrong.

And now they're gonna think Timely kill D-90. Nice.

Well, at least B-15's smart enough to know it was Renslayer.

I can't decide if Victor's a great actor or a terrible one. 😂

"There's still time." Hello, past Loki, you have no idea what our poor present folks are going through right now.

I still want to know why that phone's ringing.

Ah, so Loki literally did prune himself. This moment is like watching Harry save himself in Prisoner of Azkaban.

The look on Sylvie's face Lmao 🤣

ANSWER THE PHONE.

Bet it's Renslayer. Oh. Nvm.

CASEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING.

Miss Minutes glitching into oblivion is the most satisfying thing ever.

Okay, now that Brad's exposed, someone please prune him. He's expendable.

Oooh, the systems being offline means that magic works in the TVA. 👀

THEY ENCHANTED HIM. 😂

RAVONNA'S BEEN PRUNED.

IT ACTUALLY WORKED, AYYYY.

Okay, is Victor doing this out of the goodness of his heart or does he actually have some sinister plot? Is he about to die?

THIS IS THE SAME MUSIC THAT PLAYED BEFORE THEY FOUGHT ALIOTH LAST SEASON.

I am having a fucking blast with this.

WHOA.

FUCKING RIP.

THAT IS NOT WHAT I WAS EXPECTING.

Thank god it wasn't Mobius or Loki.

SHIT, IT EXPODED.

AND THERE'S THE MUSIC THAT PLAYED AFTER MOBIUS GOT PRUNED.

I HATE CLIFFHANGERS. 😭

[hockybish]

Player x Team Chef au

an idea that I don't think I've seen before that I've been thinking about for a while. Let me know what you guys think and if I should continue something like this.

-Went to a culinary school to learn how to cook, as well as she has a degree in food science and nutrition

-Had a job at a fancy restaurant before she was let go, because the management didn't think she had the guts to a good chef at their restaurant. She hasn't been able to get a job since, but after scouring the web for a job, she comes across the posting for player's team looking for a head chef for the team, she applies and gets it

And then either

(A) Player's team was her favorite team growing up and Player is her current favorite player on said team. Player sees her and falls in love with her and her food.

or

(B) She and Player have had a run in before (whether he was someone who complained about her food at the fancy restaurant or they're friends of a friend or maybe even they've had a run in at a bar or something) either way she thinks he's kind of a jerk (this would be more of an enemy to lovers)

or

(C ) Mash the two together somehow?

idk am I crazy? is it terrible? no potential?

(A Blurb)

"That's the chef? She's she's-" His eyes bugged out. Weren't chefs and cooks supposed to be ugly or something? This girl was something else, and she could cook, she must be perfect.

"Hot? I know." Teammate finished player's sentence. He reached over and pushed up on Player's chin, closing it. He had an idea that was even better than just asking for a written copy. "You're staring, go talk to her, ask her out maybe she can make you the good stuff"

"No I couldn't do that. I don't want to use her like that." He didn't think he could be that selfish. It wasn't nice, but then again just think of all the good things she could make.

(B Blurb)

"This food is so bland it's disgusting" He threw his fork on the table, unable to eat any more of the food that had been provided to him by the team chef.

"Dude you are literally the only one who thinks that, this shit is the best." Teammate A shovel another spoonful of vegetable fried rice. He scrunched his nose up in disgust at his friend's sloppy eating.

"If you really want to complain about it, I think that's Chef right over there." Teammate B pointed to the girl with a white chef's coat on and a team ball cap.

"I think I just might." He stood with his plate, walking over to the girl who was just coming out to check on the food that was already out.

"Hey." He tapped on her shoulder, she turned around smiling at the person in back of her. He squinted at her when he realized it was her. "Oh my god, it's you. I should have known by how gross this is"

[cartoonfanaticmonsterrobotalien]

Solar Opposites in Ultra Opposites Scene from “New Ultra Opposites Pt. 1”: Meet Master Smasher! (For @avaveevo)

Suddenly, Janice walks in upon as Terry and Randall gasp while Terry’s fake mustache falls of his face.

Janice: H’no hello Terry, I haven’t seen you y’know

Randall: Hi-I-I gets awestruck upon seeing Janice

Terry: Uh, Randall? Are you okay?

Randall: Oh uh clears his throat ahem. Nice to meet you uh-

Janice: Janice.

Cue the song “Dreamweaver”:

Randall: Whoa blushes

Terry: Dude. Don't tell me you're in love with her.

Randall: But she seem so nice

Terry: Well, she was my co-worker.

Randall: Wait? She is?

Janice: H'no, he's not wrong, y'know.

Randall: Wait? You used to work here Terry? What happened?

Terry sighs sadly and explains everything.

Terry: The Pupa had a huge meltdown!

Randall: He did?

Terry: Yeah. It turns out he wanted attention and we were forced give up sci-fi for our lives, which made our lives fucked up miserable! Our boss Mr. Sarner was even a dick!

Janice: H'no, I'm so sorry you had to go throught that, y'know.

Terry: It’s okay Janice. And the worst of all, Sarner is now now dead. I become the boss. But it went badly because it led to me and Korvo having a big fight. But we made up and we decided to give up our jobs because the Pupa doesn’t need all that.

Randall: I think you did the right thing.

Terry: Thanks. But, you don’t wanna how Sarner died

Randall: What happened to Sarner?

Terry starts crying.

Terry: tearfully A ping pong accident!

Randall gasps.

Randall: Oh my god! How?

Terry wipes away his tears.

Terry: Korvo and I wanted a ping pong table to make work less boring. So, we got people to sign a petition to have it under the boiler room and then, Sarner died playing ping pong!

Randall: If you don't mind me asking, how does someone die from playing ping pong?

Terry: Oh. You don’t wanna fucking know man! notices his fingers turning black Oh no! Not again! starts growing bigger and muscular and his skin starts turning black as his clothes rip into pieces

Randall: Terry?!

Then, Randall realizes that Terry is turning into his Mundane form because he got emotional and stress and backs away with Janice. Terry’s eyes starts glowing orange as he turns into his Mundane form and roars while banging his chest.

Janice: H'no, Terry, what happened to you, y'know?!

Mundane Terry breaths in and out while Korvo, comes in with a disguise of his own with Cherie, Nova and Montez and sees his husband transformed.

Korvo: Terry!

Korvo comes up and hugs his overwhelmed Mundane husband as he began to calm down.

Mundane Terry: Korvy...

Korvo: Oh I think this work place has brought up terrible memories of us working here huh?

Mundane Terry whimpers. Then, he breaks down crying while Korvo comforts him by soothing his face and gets out a tissue to dry his tears away.

Korvo: There there. It's gonna be okay, Terry.

Janice: H’no I had no idea Terry could do that y’know.

Korvo sighs.

Korvo: Actually he is half mundane. It runs in Terry’s family for years and as for my side of the family, we turn into monsters too.

Korvo turns into his super Shlorpian form and roars as he rips apart his robe.

Super Shlorpian Korvo: Ah...that's better.

Janice gasp.

Janice: What the fuck? points to Montez, Nova and Cherie Wait a minute are these three people?

Cherie: Oh, we’re friends of Korvo and Terry.

Nova laughs nervously.

Janice: What is going on and-

Janice suddenly sees a white board falling and suddenly lifts it up. The others gaps in horror.

Montez: Oh no. The peach n cream orb piece. It chose Janice!

Janiz: coming in What?!

Super Shlorpian Korvo: What are you doing here?!

Janiz: I was sensing the orb piece! Why?

Super Shlorpian Korvo: Just asking.

The orb piece fuses with Janice

Janice: Huh? There was a crystal under my outfit?

Then Janice starts glowing and she gets her own super suit with a superhero mask on her.

Janice/???: H’no what happened to me Y’know?

Janice then notices that she has her hair down for her super suit

Randall: blushes Whoa.

Mundane Terry and Super Shlorpian Korvo look at each other nervously, realizing it’s time to tell Janice the truth.

Mundane Terry: Holy shit. Did she just-

Super Shlorpian Korvo: sigh Yes. We have to tell her

Korvo and Terry turns back into their Shlorpian forms and transform into their superhero forms. Janice, or whoever she is now, flies in and gasp.

Janice/???: What? You’re Solar Flare and Legendary Super Shlorpian?

Solar Flare chuckles nervously.

Korvo/Legendary Super Shlorpian: Yes and the truth we didn’t move. We had to turn into humans to establish civilian identities so no one can find out it’s us.

Janice suddenly hugs Legendary Super Shlorpian.

Janice/???: It’s okay. I know you were trying to protect yourselves, but what do you mean by human forms?

Solar Flare and Legendary Super Shlorpian turns back into their normal selves and turn into their human forms. Janice gasp.

Human Terry: Okay. So now we need a plan.

Janice/???: What do you mean?

Janiz turns into her human form which made Janice gasp.

Human Janiz: Hey, Janice.

Janice/???: Wait? You’re an alien too?

Human Korvo: Yes. She is also my older sister.

Janice/???: H’no, I think I’m gonna faint, y’know.

Randall however turns into Ultra Man and catches Janice as she wakes up and grows shock. Janice and Ultra Man blush.

Janice/???: Oh you too?

Randall/Ultra Man: Yeah. points to Montez, Cherie and Nova So are these three.

Cherie, Montez, and Nova turn into their superhero forms.

Janice/???: Wait? So I’ll one of you now? Oh dear I need to think about this

Nova/Lady Roseus: Take time Janice. Right now, we have to find the other orb pieces before the Princess and her people gets hurt! Come on!

[risingshards]

I beat Final Fantasy XVI yesterday and am still processing it. My thoughts on the ending if you're curious are past the break! (ENDING SPOILERS FR FR)

That ending was such a fucking gut punch. But also was kinda weirdly Mass Effect 3-y (though I'm sure there are lots of endings where you go to an otherworldly place to defeat the evil and fire beams and leave your protag in an ambiguous space) and I was confused at how I felt as the credits rolled and the because of that. That starlight song HUUURRRTSSS OH MY GOD. I can't remember the last anything that like churned me inside like this with its ending.

Then I was reading interpretations and like I do with a lot of ambiguous endings I tend to lean to the happier interpretations. There are too many clues for me pointing to Clive's survival, and with him casting Raise on Joshua I'm ready to headcanon the full sappy "they all made it" ending including Dion cuz if we didn't see a body fully turn to stone or get super murderized, something they had no issue showing prior, then they can all make it (copium yes I know but it's a headcanon!). I'm a sucker for soft endings in stories and softness in general and I feel like after all the suffering and healing they went through, ending with more suffering doesn't sit right with me.

But at the very least I think Clive made it. The side quest with Harpocrates hoping Clive writes the story of this all one day, Clive narrating the intro and outro (the intro narration makes little sense otherwise to me), the book in the epilogue point to him having written the thing. Though Joshua as the author throws a wrench into things, maybe Clive dictated it to him so Joshua could lend his brother a hand eh?

Also everything with Jill's last quest and the symbolism of the ending.

ALSO IT'D BE DUMB AS FUCK FOR EVERYONE TO TELL CLIVE HE HAS TO LIVE AND SAVE HIMSELF AND STOP SELF SACRIFICING ONLY TO IMMEDIATELY DIE. The Clive dies interpretations feel just dull to me, not just from me favoring happy and bittersweet endings, it just feels at odds with everything if it's all just "and then they die." I know there's more to it than that but that's the vibe I get thinking about the ending that way.

"Before we broke camp, the morning after the storm, do you know what I did? I slipped away from my governess to climb the tor. And from there I saw a sea of petals, all reaching for the sun. And I realized that no matter how terrible the night…dawn would always come. That you…that you would always come for me. And you have. Again and again."

Dawn comes at the end of the game after a terrible night, symbolic of Clive coming home and fulfilling his promise. Jill praying to Metia the whole game and her prayer is finally answered at the end is a lot more beautiful to me than just. "The star Jill was praying to the whole game was really pointless oops star go out." Her relief feels less like "The big struggles are over and the sky is clear again" but tying back to the side quest from an hour or so earlier.

The idea that not engaging with the side quests prevents you from building the community as well is really interesting, almost doing two endings that way, a bitter one and a bittersweet but maybe hopeful one. I can't imagine how beat down I'd feel if I skipped all the big side quests before getting to that ending. It's also interesting how ambiguous they left it, I don't know if it makes the ending better but it hits me harder in a different way if that makes sense. The things the other way are the state Clive's in at the end, Gav crying (I'm so glad characters like Gav and Byron didn't die but oh my god it hurt so bad seeing Gav cry there), Jill feeling it and crying, Torgal howling...

I really like this interpretation of the ending:

https://filmcolossus.com/final-fantasy-16-clive-alive

BUT! I read wolves whimper and cry when they lose someone, like Torgal did when Cid died, but they howl when they're trying to bring members of their pack home. I just feel like there's more to hopeful if you look into the text around the ambiguity than not, like a reverse Sopranos ending.

Maybe TMI too but this was my like "dive deep into this during a depressive episode" game and I was kinda going iwth the interpretation like. All the characters telling Clive to stop sacrificing himself and save himself. That hit really hard with the depression for me. So for it to end like "well then he dies immediately after" feels so against that in a way that hurts. But fighting on and defying fate could be a really beautiful thing about facing ones own struggles, at least that's how I'm feeling. I pictured my depression/anxiety cycle as Kupka and me going against it like Clive in that scene like "I will show you no pity. No pity and no mercy. Now DIE!" like that was motivational for me for my current struggles. and the ending kinda muddies that and I don't know how to feel really.

All in all its up there with my favorite FF's, with the highlights being the huge battles like Titan and Bahamut, along with the smaller character moments like Clive and Uncle Byron's reunion. Also oh my god Ben Starr was amazing, one of my favorite performances in a game ever. My big downsides were I really would've been fine with a simpler happy ending after how much everyone suffered in this game, and that the women really got shafted in this one, it felt like a Shonen Jump manga in that regard lol. Jill getting benched to wife waiting for husband to come home as one of the big offenders. She didn't get shafted as bad as Luna did in FFXV at least, yeesh. I hope the next FF has lots more ladies!

[barbaralimao]

Look, I've learned about Calvin in school, all right, both fundamental and high school, but as my books were marxist, we learned it in the way of "oh, and this shitty guy is one of the reason why capitalism SUCKS, the USA is the worst place on earth, Imperialism IS THE DEVIL ITSELF. Do you know how the Portuguese fucked us over? SO, it would be WAY WORSE if they were Calvinists." (I went to school in Brazil in the turn of the century, we were having a ball after the end of the Dictatorship and showing critical everything to everyone. And while I do not like the marxists interpretation in my school books, it's only because it takes our agency on major things of our history).

And that's it, I followed with my culturally catholic life with a deep distrust of evangelicals and stuff (THEY BROKE IMAGES OF THE VIRGIN MARY IN THE 2000, HOW CAN YOU TRUST THEM), only to come to the year 2022 of our lord, with evangelicals and neopentecostal and megachurches on the rise, the drug traffic and the churches working together and stuff, and I decide to sit down with a collegue that is breaking free of his church to talk about cultural differences between growing up catholic and growing up evangelical. He was explaining something to me and I was so confused, so, so confused. Then something dawned on me. "WHERE'S the free will????? People don't get to MAKE A CHOICE?" and he was so confused. That's when he was introduced to the concept of free will and I was introduced to the concept of manifest destiny live in technicolor, and then there's the two of us having the biggest crisis of our life. "HOW can you follow this religion if everything is already decided? How can you believe in a God that makes you live in fear? How can you think that being afraid is love? That doing things to avoid punishment is better than doing things because you want to, out of the goodness of your heart? How can you live without recognizing that everyone is both good and bad, and goodness is a thing we choose? That sometimes you sin, because you're human and this is our nature, but everyone deserves another chance to change?". He only got angry and stormed off. And before this, I got really angry when they used Christians without including obviously christian religions like catholicism and kardecism (the two other biggest in my country), but after that I'm like. Yeah. If being Christian is whatever you guys got going, catholics are definitely not it. Of course the catholic church has a fuckton of crimes and IS terrible, there's extemists and stuff (I don't even go anymore, fuck them), but like, I can't imagine what it does to someone's brain to grow up in so much fear. In my family, we joke that the evangelical churches seem to love more the Devil and Hell than God and Heaven, because they only speak of them. The first time I heard hell in a mass I was almost thirty and EVERYONE was so pissed at the priest for that sermon that he ended up being removed from the parish.

Anyway, we may not be rich or chosen or anything like that, we have our faults, but at least we care for each other, and in the end that's what matters. And as a country that was marjorly catholic, our constitution follows this principles - to the point that it's way more advanced and offers way more protection to minorities than what the society today would like. Our problem now is that the evangelicals are on the rise, and with them the ideas of exceptionalism and that you should not help the poor and these ridiculous stuff and they prey this same poor and vulnerable people, while throwing rocks at priests that feed and treat the homeless. This is not a metaphor, they are actually trying to outlaw giving food to homeless people, mostly because of one priest that does this in a huge city (with the help of the nearby mosque, I must add!).

Anyway, I got derailed, but what I want to say is that even if you are aware of the consequences of Calvin and his thoughts, sometimes you can't grasp how deep this influence goes and the implications until you see a change. I can say for myself that I never realised who deeply catholicism influenced the laws and the way people behave in my country until it began changing. In the end, growing up in a religion gives you a set a core beliefs about the world that shapes everything around it. The major religion (or lack of!) of a country has huge influence in about every single thing.

Me, starting a video that says it's going to explain how Victorian poorhouses fucked up the concept of charity forever: ok, show me what you've got

Video: it starts with the ideas of the Christian philosopher --

Me: DON'T SAY IT DON'T FUCKING SAY IT

Video: -- John Calvin

Me:

[chronologicalhomestuck]

karkat pov liveblog: part 10 (i am ditching the act thing for now because i dont want to keep track of that and it has reached the point of being a stupid thing to attempt)

whoops its been a while since i last posted here. graduated highschool, lazed around home to celebrate summer beginning, yknow how it is. when i last posted, karkat had just finished trolling john for the second time, at the point in time when john had just had a poorly timed vriska-induced nap that caused the creation of bec noir. i think i fumbled the cause-and-effect and chronology a bit in that post, but whateverrr the minute details are unimportant. im more interested in seeing what karkat is gonna toss my way next!

looks like jade is his next target of torment.

CG: HI AGAIN, IDIOT. GG: oh nooooooo CG: SO I GUESS TODAY IS FINALLY THE DAY YOU FUCK EVERYTHING UP. GG: >:O CG: IS THERE NOTHING I CAN DO TO CHANGE YOUR MIND?

oh, i saw someone point this out recently i think, but the parallel to calliope and jane's conversation here is pretty obvious

UU: good morning, lovely. ^u^ GG: Why, hellooooooo. UU: so i gUess today is finally the day yoU make everything better. GG: :B! [...] UU: is there nothing i can do to ease yoUr mind?

but back to jade and karkat! based on karkats messages and the timestamp, its the afternoon (13:04) of april 13th (in jade's timezone, at least, not that any of this matters much).

this conversation consists mostly of

karkat trying to contact the other most obviously responsible member of bec noir's creation

jade getting very mad at this guy! she blocked him already!! leave her alone!

jade blocking karkat again after just a few messages back and forth

from karkats pov this is quite funny.

like this is the entirety of this conversation. jade is already tired of him from conversations karkat hasnt had yet, and karkat is not getting off to a great foot!

i wonder if the way blocking works is that ... karkat wasnt blocked bc from his perspective he hadnt been blocked yet?? does that even work? what kinda paradox is this man ok. thats enough lingering on a 2 minute long conversation.

-- ectoBiologist [EB] began pestering carcinoGeneticist [CG] -- EB: karkat!!! EB: hey buddy, you were making me worried there... EB: are you ok? CG: WHAT IN THE NAME OF SWEET GLOBE TICKLING FUCK. CG: EGBERT, I JUST GOT DONE ERUPTING A WHOLE VOLCANO OF MERCILESS FUCK YOU ON THE PRIMITIVE VILLAGE LOCATED SQUARELY ON YOUR CROTCH. CG: ASSUMING THAT'S A SUITABLY TERRIBLE PART OF HUMAN ANATOMY FOR A VILLAGE IN JEOPARDY TO EXIST.

karkat receives a message from john out of nowhere. understandably, he is confused to receive such a caring check-in, given how their last conversation went.

CG: SHUT UP. HOW DARE YOU CONTACT ME WHILE I'M IN THE MIDDLE OF MY BACKWARDS MARCH OF HATE THROUGH YOUR TEDIOUS TIMELINE. EB: oh god, this is not right! EB: you aren't supposed to hate me anymore, you're supposed to be kinda my friend, sorta! EB: when is this? CG: WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHEN IS THIS CG: OK, LET ME JUST CHECK THE UNIVERSAL CLOCK WHICH KEEPS CONSISTENT TIME FOR ALL FRAMES OF REFERENCE AND ALL PLANES OF REALITY. CG: IT'S HALF PAST YOU'RE A MORON. EB: ok, duh! i know that. EB: i mean, how many times have you talked to me before? CG: WE JUST GOT DONE WITH OUR SECOND CONVERSATION. HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW THIS? EB: AUGH! EB: this isn't good, i need to talk to future you! CG: WHY EB: because it sounds like you're in trouble. EB: i think maybe you are running from jack? CG: OF COURSE WE'RE RUNNING FROM JACK, I JUST GOT DONE FUCKING TELLING YOU THAT.

everyone here is equally frustrated with the inconsistent timelines! karkat took a quick break to yell at jade that was interrupted by her blocking him and followed up by karkat getting these messages from a john looking for a future version of karkat. from karkats pov, these strike me as a bit ominous! obviously theyve already hidden from jack, but john makes it sound like he catches up and finds them. if i were karkat id be getting pretty worried abt what the future holds--not that theres much help in trying to avoid it!

EB: ultimate riddle shit? CG: I CAN TELL THIS CONVERSATION IS GOING TO BE A UTTER FUCKING JOY TO PARTICIPATE IN. CG: I HONESTLY ENVY ANYONE IN THE POSITION OF NOT HAVING TO PUT UP WITH READING IT. CG: BUT YOU ASKED FOR IT, JOHN, SO HERE WE GO. CG: ARE YOU READY EB: no, i just want to talk to future you. :( CG: NO YOU DON'T CG: TAKE IT FROM ME CG: THE GUY IS A BASTARD.

karkat starts attempting to make a point...but then makes the idiots boner of jumping back to troll a john...lets see...over 1500 pages in the past!

CG: SEE THIS IS A CASE IN POINT. EB: what point? CG: THE POINT I WAS JUST MAKING. CG: ABOUT THE ULTIMATE RIDDLE. CG: YOU BLITHERING FECULENT SHITHOLE. [...] EB: so what was the "case in point" you were making, anyway? CG: I WAS SCROLLING BACK AND NOTICED YOU WERE IN THE VEIL. EB: whoa, i am? CG: YEAH DUMBDUMB, YOU'RE TUMBLING AROUND ON A BIG GODDAMN METEOR.

seriously though karkat, what were you trying to achieve with that jump? im starting to think you might just be a bit of a dumbass on top of the shenanigans. maybe take another nap? you could really use the sleep!

EB: hey, i have an idea. EB: why don't you get back to me in a few minutes? EB: i mean like a few minutes of my time, not yours. EB: all of these little pink monkeys are getting way out of line and i have to tend to them. EB: if you message me in a couple minutes, we can continue conversing in a sane, linear fashion for a change! CG: UM, OK?

such a reasonable and logical idea!!! how about you try it?

CG: OK IT'S A FEW MINUTES LATER. CG: LOOK HOW SANE AND LINEAR WE ARE BEING. EB: yeah! CG: OK AWESOME, NOW FUCK YOU AND GOODBYE.

karkat...you strange little boy... how you enchant me.

CG: JOHN EGBERT, YOU HAVE ASSASSINATED MY PATIENCE. CG: ADIOS LOSER. EB: wait!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EB: get back to me in a couple minutes, ok? CG: SD;LKFJSD;LKFJSDLFKJ; CG: FINE.

SO ASTOUNDED BY THE MERE SUGGESTION OF MAINTAINING LINEARITY!

cmon, karkat, i believe in you! you can do it! keep this up!

you are doing so well bestie.

EB: what happens in our game that's different from yours that makes things go so badly? CG: JACK NOIR. EB: who is jack noir? CG: AN AGENT OF DERSE. CG: WHO FLIPPED OUT AND ROSE TO POWER. CG: HE KILLED YOUR BLACK QUEEN AND KING AND NOW HE'S IN CHARGE. EB: so you didn't have him in your game? CG: NO, WE DID. CG: BUT HE WAS HARMLESS. CG: ACTUALLY, HE WAS AN ALLY, SORT OF.

he stabbed you, karkat. multiple times. but sure, "harmless" is fine.

CG: THE WORST IS YET TO COME. CG: FOR YOU. EB: oh no! EB: what is the worst thing? CG: ALREADY TOLD YOU. EB: dammit!

(psst. john. your sisters god dog is gonna give him some nasty powerups.)

and back we go again. nevermind about being in a reasonable order i guess!

CG: I KEEP SCROLLING BACKWARDS THROUGH YOUR ADVENTURE. CG: TRYING TO PIECE TOGETHER HOW YOU BOTCH THIS UP SO BADLY. CG: AND I KEEP FINDING THESE STRIKING POCKETS OF FOOLISHNESS. CG: LIKE WHAT YOU'RE DOING NOW. CG: RIDING YOUR LITTLE RED ROCKET.

for a lot of this, his trolling order isnt even "oh i fucked up and embarrassed myself time to jump back again and start fresh!" its literally just him being a sleep-deprived dumbass jumping to random points he comes across and thinking every single time that for some reason it wont be a fucking nightmare to attempt a conversation with john!

TIMELOOP PARADOX PRANK!!!!

EB: well, we're friends by then, aren't we? EB: or sort of like, uh, reverse anti-mutual friends. CG: WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT EVEN MEAN. EB: look, you're going to have to face it at some point... EB: that you're learning the meaning of this human emotion called friendship. CG: IS FRIENDSHIP REALLY AN EMOTION? EB: yes, absolutely.

friendship isnt an emotion, fucknuts!

CG: SO GO AHEAD, ASK ME ANYTHING. EB: ok... EB: what's the point of the game. CG: ASK SOMETHING ELSE. CG: ALREADY TOLD YOU THAT. CG: IT WAS THIS WHOLE BIG CONVERSATION WE HAD. EB: augh!

"ask me anything" (asks question) "no not that" teenage boys. am i right.

EB: where are you now? CG: IN THE MEDIUM. CG: A SEPARATE SESSION FROM YOURS. EB: no no, i know that! EB: you already told me. CG: I DID? EB: yes, in your future. CG: DAMMIT.

see karkat? how does it feel?

EB: derse? CG: THE DARK PLANET. CG: PROSPIT'S THE LIGHT ONE NEAR SKAIA. EB: well jeez, how am i supposed to know any of this?? CG: YOU'D PROBABLY FIND OUT SOONER OR LATER FROM YOUR DUMB GRANDMA. CG: BUT BY FUSING WITH THE SPRITE SHE HAS TO WITHHOLD STUFF AND BE MYSTERIOUS AND ALL. CG: TO MAKE YOUR ADVENTURE SEEM MORE "MAAAAAAGICAL!!!!" CG: IT'S INFURIATING

we dont get to see a lot of the trolls' session (compared to the kids', hardly any) and only catch a few glimpses of ... crabdadsprite? karkat sure makes it sound like hes speaking from experience. what sort of secrets did he have to pry from his crabdad? i would love to see his frustration there lmao.

i will give him this, though: hes actually been pretty helpful in this conversation! he gave john a ton of new information and all.

CG: I'M OUT OF HERE. EB: ok, but wait... EB: can you give a message to GC for me? EB: tell her nice try. CG: WHAT CG: WHY WOULD I GIVE HER A MESSAGE FOR YOU CG: DO IT YOURSELF, I'M NOT A RELAY SERVICE. EB: oh, well i thought you'd be cool with it since you asked me to give her a message for you last time. EB: but whatever.

"last time" being in karkat's future, i suppose.

CG: I FIND THAT HIGHLY IMPLAUSIBLE. CG: I'M NOT FALLING FOR ANY MORE OF YOUR HUMAN PRANKS. CG: "NICE TRY" JOHN CG: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

and on to the next conversation, where important discussions on con air are taking place:

EB: no, it's about these criminals on a runaway plane, and they've got to be stopped by nick cage and john cusack together as a team. CG: OH. CG: OK, THAT ACTUALLY SOUNDS PRETTY GOOD I GUESS. EB: it is sweet, so sweet, you would probably like it. CG: I'VE HEARD OF JOHN CUSACK I THINK. CG: WASN'T HE IN SERENDIPITY? CG: THAT WAS PRETTY GREAT FOR A HUMAN FLICK.

isnt it lovely, this disease called friendship?

EB: hahaha, oh man, that sucked so bad! CG: OK I DON'T SEE HOW WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE BECOMING FRIENDS IF YOU RECOIL FROM MY OLIVE BRANCH LIKE I'M WIGGLING A GNARLED TREE MONSTER'S DICK IN YOUR DIRECTION.

... and thus the blossoming friendship collapses like a house of cards.

EB: well, i've got one of your godly players helping me now, so we can't be in such bad shape. CG: WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT. EB: GC gave me a map. EB: and showed me a shortcut. CG: WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING. CG: THIS ISN'T WHAT WE TALKED ABOUT DOING AT ALL. CG: HOLD ON LET ME ASK HER ABOUT THIS... EB: ok.

now what could this human egbert be up to?

CG: OK... CG: NOW SHES JUST OVER THERE GIGGLING AT ME LIKE AN IMBECILE. CG: WHAT ARE YOU TWO UP TO, WHY ARE YOU IN CAHOOTS NOW? EB: umm... CG: OW FUCK!!! CG: OK SHE JUST WALKED OVER AND PUNCHED ME. CG: AND SAID IT WAS FROM YOU. EB: uh, sorry i guess?

not totally relevant but pitch johnkatrezi is really funny. can you imagine.

EB: i don't know why you guys are doing this to yourselves. EB: all this time jackassery, it's giving me a headache.

now that is exactly what i have been saying!

CG: OK IF YOU TALK TO HER AGAIN WHEN SHE TRIES HATCHING MORE PLANS GIVE HER A MESSAGE INTO THE PAST FOR ME. EB: ok.

now karkat...didnt you JUST say you would NEVER resort to relaying a message through john? i think you might need a good nights sleep! that month of no sleep really explains just about everything he does throughout this backwards convoluted trolling quest.

CG: TELL HER TO POLISH MY HEAVING BONE BULGE AND SET A TABLE FOR FUCKING TWO ON IT. CG: ITS FOR OUR CANDLE LIGHT HATE DATE.

the idea of a candlelight hate date is so fucking funny. i think one of those candles just might get used as a weapon.

EB: oh, did you talk to jade yet? CG: JADE, WHAT WHY WOULD I WANT TO TALK TO HER? EB: ummm, that's what you said you wanted to do last time you talked to me, i dunno. CG: OH DAMMIT. CG: ARE YOU SURE?

oh shit, is the timeline extension busted? i think we already saw that conversation, is it not supposed to happen yet? if i figure out the proper chronology, ill come back and edit this or something! whatever.

EB: but next time you talk to me, you might want to tell me to calm down first so i don't just block you.

lets see how that goes...

CG: HEY JOHN. CG: CALM THE HELL DOWN. EB: aaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggghhhhhhhh!!!!!!! EB: how did you find me????? CG: FIND YOU? CG: WHAT DO YOU MEAN. EB: i changed my chum handle to ditch you guys.

so i guess this is one of the first conversations (or THE first?) they have from johns point of view, since john changed his chumhandle when terezi was trolling him a while before the events of the story!

EB: ok, this time i'll believe you that you aren't human. EB: because the skepticism center of my brain is starting to wear kind of thin i guess. EB: but you're still a major asshole and i don't actually want to talk to you, so bye. CG: WAIT. CG: BUT I'M NOT HERE TO TROLL YOU THIS TIME. CG: WE'RE FRIENDS OK? EB: hahahahahaha! EB: oh man, look at this outburst of little human words i'm saying! EB: from my human mouth!

yknow its pretty funny how the dynamic has turned on its head. now karkat is insisting they are friends while john responds more angrily!

CG: IT'S REALLY WEIRD. CG: THIS HUMAN EMOTION YOU CALL FRIENDSHIP. EB: friendship isn't an emotion fucknuts.

karkat- lets be friends and beat this game together john- ermmmmm no!

EB: i'm still not really sold on this friendship thing yet. EB: but i've got to go now and get on with my petty little quests. EB: so talk to you in the future i guess. EB: jerkface.

shouldnt have sent him all that hatemail karkat! look where it got you now!