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˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ POPULARITY — 80%

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ SHIP NAME — seungcheol + jihye ❪ JICHEOL ❫

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ DESCRIPTION — jihye is seungcheol’s literal child. doesn’t matter if they are only 5 years apart, he raised that child since she was a baby (at least that’s what he tells everyone).

seungcheol adores jihye, in every sense. he feels very overprotective of her and always tries to steer her in the right direction. ever since they met for the first time in the ugly green training room back in 2013, he’s been very protective of her in a fatherly sense. honestly, he thought she was adorable with her chubby face (from all the pastry’s she would bake and eat) and how enthusiastic she was to finally be living in south korea and getting to learn more about her culture.

as the two grew older, seungcheol became less overbearing you could say but was always 2 steps behind the girl. he’s there when she needs a hug, when she needs someone to jump for joy with, or when she needs a shoulder to cry on. seungcheol would never let his daughter sister think she was alone in this world.

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ POPULARITY — 71%

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ SHIP NAME — jeonghan + jihye ❪ JEONGHYE ❫

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ DESCRIPTION — when roaslie first came to pledis entertainment and korea, she was a sweet girl who was very innocent and such a peaceful aura to her. don’t get anyone wrong she still is that way but if you put jeonghan into the mix, little peaceful rosie turns into menace to society rosie.

if jeonghan wants something from somebody else, he’ll make rosie go get it and flutter her eyelashes because he KNOWS nobody will say no to her, not the managers, the the boys, even the fans. of course jeonghan never wants to get rosie in trouble, that’s his little sister but that doesn’t stop him from wreaking havoc in all of pledis/hybe entertainment.

regardless of the trouble these two get into rosie really is like a mini me of jeonghan. she’ll copy him and get a lego set to build with him and even try and learn to play the same games as him just so she can spend some time with him, even when they are together a lot of the time. it’s cute, a mini little jeonghan.

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ POPULARITY — 87%

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ SHIP NAME — joshua + jihye ❪ JOSHYE ❫

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ DESCRIPTION — her best big brother joshua. never let rosalie hear ANYONE talking shit about this man or there will be hell to pay for. in the most platonic way ever, they are IN LOVE, i kid you not — jihye wishes joshua was born into her family or that they were related somehow.

he’s one of her best friends and a person that rosie looks up to in life. jihye has always been a little sensitive when it comes to the world despite her extravagant personality, and joshua is the one who can see behind the facade but never discourages her when it comes to expressing herself!

honestly jihye finds everything that joshua does is amazing. he makes a joke that the other boys don’t laugh at, instead of silence you’ll hear rosie laughing the loudest you’ve ever heard — if you can’t find jihye she’s probably in joshua’s room making bracelets with him.

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ POPULARITY — 61%

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ SHIP NAME — junhui + jihye ❪ JIHUI ❫

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ DESCRIPTION — these two did not know how to act around each other. poor babies, they were so awkward when they first met, what with little 13 year old rosie being stood at 5’6 at that time, junhui called her his big little sister.

junhui gives love to jihye and takes care of her in silence. when jihye was in middle and high school she would always have a lunch packed for her with her favorite snacks by none other than jun, junhui would make jihye’s bed for her when she left for school knowing she was always in such a rush to get out the door and knows she loves coming home to a freshly made bed, even when she would fall asleep at her desk from staying up too late studying — junhui would tuck her in for bed and make sure she had her favorite stuffed animal, clementine the cow.

jihye always thought jun was the coolest person. he spoke chinese and was learning how to speak korean at the time they met, he was one of the tallest people she met at that point (excluding mingyu) and he just had the coolness she thought was extremely awesome. she never thought he was awkward or weird and always loved to be around him and be around him.

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ POPULARITY — 55%

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ SHIP NAME — soonyoung + jihye ❪ JIYOUNG ❫

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ DESCRIPTION — the tiger and the cow (she is not an actual cow or looks like one for that matter she is just obsessed with them. do not argue with rosie on this though. . . it will not end well — just ask jihoon how it ended for him). a chaotic mess you can’t tell if you need or not, it’s 50/50 thing.

soonyoung and jihye are like one person when they are together. rosalie already has an extroverted big personality but you put hoshi in the mix it turns into one big chaotic loving mess (jihye is usually the one who starts the chaos).

jihye was always the one to keep hoshi up at night talking about her most recent interest (the latest one being snakes) and usually fell asleep cuddling him with a smile on her face. the next morning usually involved the member next door to them to shut up because they could hear jihye’s squeals about snakes from next door. hoshi would very much defend her and stay up the next night again talking, just cause.

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ POPULARITY — 49%

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ SHIP NAME — wonwoo + jihye ❪ JIWOO ❫

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ DESCRIPTION — wonwoo is obsessed with jihye, he literally looks at her like she holds the stars in the sky (platonically of course). she was such a (not so) little baby back when she came to korea and met wonwoo that he just wanted to hold her close and never let go. he calls her his little squish because of how chubby her cheeks were when she showed up and the nickname has stuck.

wonwoo helps jihye win when they play mario kart and any other game they play weather it be a video game or a board game or even when they have a mission during going seventeen, wonwoo will help jihye first before he tries to win.

so much love is put into their friendship and wonwoo always knows that he has jihye by his side with everything he goes through and the same goes for jihye. sometimes jihye’s social battery just runs out and when she needs some cuddles and just a quiet place to go to she will seek out wonwoo and he loves it. it’s the greatest thing.

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ POPULARITY — 98%

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ SHIP NAME — jihoon + jihye ❪ JIJI ❫

˳ ׄ ཐིiཋྀ ⟡ DESCRIPTION — jihoon is jihye’s biggest hater. YOU’VE HEARD IT HERE FIRST PEOPLE, jihoon is a rosalie anti. i’m just kidding, jihoon loves jihye just as much as he loves picking on her.

ever since the two met it’s been like a tom and merry friendship — rosie will do whatever just to annoy the older boy and claim “you can’t do anything i’m younger than you!” and then woozi would do whatever he can to get on the girls nerves and say “you should respect your older brother, stop being a brat”.

i promise, they love each other — but come on it’s so much fun to see rosalie get frustrated and try not to curse at jihoon because he knows she doesn’t like to use profanity. it’s funny though because jihoon is usually one of the first person the defend jihye if someone try’s to pick on her because only he can say that she’s not a miniature cow (more like a giraffe) but those are his words and if you try to bully her, he’ll bully you.

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thus, with a kiss, i die| tom holland

PROLOGUE: the rivalry.

romeo & juliet modern au.

summary: the well known story of star-crossed lovers. Your local bar has two spots for bands, but only one spot for an opportunity to get a record deal. Your band, the Capulets and his band, the Montagues have been rivals long enough. But what happens after a night when you get to know their lead singer?

chapter summary: who are the great rivals at the Verona bar?

pairing: singer!tom holland x guitarrist!reder

warnings: swearing, alcohol mention

word count: 3k

this is literally romeo and juliet, it's one of my favorite stories, if you've read my other works you KNOW I love to quote it, and reference and eveyrhting. Anyway, this is my take on it. Modern world, hope you like it. I haven't written anything in ages so here goes.

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This is an unequivocally known story, a tale as old as time, of those of two star crossed lovers, who most likely lost their mind. Star-crossed lovers, they call them as if the stars were undeniably conspiring against them. Are the stars really against secret, illicit-feeling escapades of a young, naive love, so powerful and strong that it ends up in death?  

Or were they too busy to help them out when everything went insane? 

Shakespeare said it himself, didn’t he? ‘Violent delights have violent ends’. Perhaps the name and the reference itself doomed upon a foretold tragedy. Yet, here we are. 

And it all comes back to a simple rivalry, and thus shall start like it always does. In a small  bar named ‘Verona’, always playing live music, near a college. Nothing too unusual, nothing so fancy. With a small stage. Smoking blue and purple. With a wall full of old bottles, just to adorn. A small stage with a few vintage lights hanging from the ceiling, a worn out rug, and a neon light sign which read: ‘Don’t waste your love’. 

Where people gathered to have a beer, or two in those small wooden tables, or perhaps in the green couch, nibbling on a few snacks while they listen to one of the two bands Verona offered. 

Some liked the Capulets, an all female band. Some liked the Montagues, perhaps for the handsome lead singer. Some liked both. Some liked neither. 

But Verona was the rivalry. The rivalry between the two bands was what made Verona an interesting place, or that’s what some people liked to pry upon, the well known story about two former friends, Monty and Billie ‘Cap’ who once fought almost to death and decided to each go their separate ways and declare themselves sworn enemies. 

Things hadn’t been quite the same since. Each formed their own band in an act of revelry and had tried to crush the other. The Capulets were known for their soul-crushing lyrics, meanwhile the Montagues were known for their remarkably outstanding sounds. As said before, their lead singer was quite someone that moved crowds. Pleasing to the eye. 

The Capulets had recently lost their main guitarist and a rumor of who  would join had circulated.  Monty was anxious to learn all about the new member. A war shall begin. 

In all honesty, nobody really cared about them, but both were on the edge waiting for each other's next movement. 

And in the end, they were young and naive with big wishes and hopes, with the same stupid dream that one day someone would walk in the night their gig was on and offer them the entire world. 

It was funny, how they believed so much in Verona, just a small bar, that happened to have a few legends come from. A few people said great names like Billy Joel had once played there. Drunk folks are very unreliable narrators. But not quite the most unreliable. 

Which brings us to two members of the Capulets, Georgia and Sam. The drummer and pianist, respectively. The first, a short haired, with a diverse set of earrings, a top tank and loose pants. A cigarette hung from the corner of her lips. The two of them were having a drink, knowing they would have to listen to the Montagues later, they needed some alcohol in their body to make sure they could stand the occasion. 

Some of Montague’s  crew had already arrived and were tuning in. They watched, amused. It was a fair Friday afternoon, and people were gathering already to have a beer and some chips. 

“You know, we got the Saturday gig? ”  Samantha said as she plaid with a half-full cold beer glass. Her style was more 70’s, big hair, big pants and striped shirt. “If we keep going like this we’re going to crush them.” 

“I think we should actually crush them,” said Georgia, puffing her cigarette.  “Get a whole ass piano and just dump it on them, cartoon style, y’know? Especially Tom. Gosh, I’d like to just get rid of his stupid British face. I might dislike him more than Monty.” 

Sam shrugged. “That was a great move, you’ve got to admit that.” 

“Aye, great move? Getting a pretty face just to get more audience, please,” Georgia rolled her eyes. “This should be about talent!” 

Although she knew that half the girls there were just there to see Tom. Georgia only judged them slightly. Tom was most definitely the newest sweetheart. Curls, chocolate kind eyes, and Georgia supposed he was fit. Besides, a hopeless romantic, or so the girls would say only because he had an accent. Perhaps they all believed he was the next Hugh Grant. 

“Perhaps Cap should bring in someone as beautiful, y’know? As bait.” 

Georgia rolled her eyes once again. Although it didn’t sound as stupid. And perhaps that’s why Cap had decided to bring in someone as beautiful. Although the new member, Georgia knew, was naive and had a lot to learn, she could perhaps appeal more. And besides their looks, their talent to write, Georgia knew it was most likely to appeal to Paris, the young handsome bartender, the bar’s owner's protege, who could pitch in to have them more often. 

But they were losing right now and they both knew it. How they’d manage to convince Princess Skylar to get them the next day  was beyond them. Skylar was the bar owner, or at least she presented herself as so. Even though she was just a manager she basically owned the place. She gave out the slots as long as people were buying drinks. And lately the Montagues were bringing in more money. 

Montgomery, ‘Monty’ had brought in Tom to be his new lead singer, and they’d been booking the Saturday gigs more often since. Perhaps bringing in a wider female demographic to Verona, buying pretty cocktails. Although, Georgia thought it could be now constructive for them since the male demographic had decreased and they tend to be the ones to drink more beer. Besides, one thing they could rely on was Tom having a girlfriend, so at least the girls would eventually have to give up and go back to the heart wrenching lyrics. 

“Is it me or do they sound worse each day?” Wondered Sam as she heard a hard tune. Bea, her enemy, the Montague’s pianist was a fan of only key smashing. “Whenever I listen to them I just need to run to the bathroom and puke.” 

“No, I think you should just puke on them,” Georgia said. “I’d be your number one fan.” 

Abby, the Montague’s drummer, and Georgia’s number one enemy had overheard. Georgia said her technique lacked enthusiasm. While Abby said Georgia lacked any technique. 

Both were wrong. 

“Whatcha say?” Abby questioned. “Did y’all come here to learn?” 

“Learn?” Sam stood up with her beer. “Learn how not to play, am I right Georgia?” 

Sam wasn’t good with comebacks. Georgia pulled her back down. 

Abby chuckled. “If you play like that then I won’t worry anymore.” 

“Ah,” grinned Georgia raising her own drink, vodka soda. “So you are worried. Gotcha.” 

Abby rolled her eyes. “I don’t believe you’re invited here.” 

Ben, another member of the Montagues and the reason they had a new lead singer was nearby plugging in his instrument. Not as handsome as the others, people would say, but he was peaceful. “Let them be, Abby. They can be here.” 

He often tried to ignore them, he was there for the music and the music only. He thanked Monty for giving him the chance to be there and disregarded the stupid rivalry. He was the bassist, and had become quite popular now that he was acquainted with Tom. 

He didn’t like any trouble… unlike Theodora, another member of the Capulets who was with them at the bar but had been quiet enough. It was hilarious how they often were angered by the other’s presence and yet neither tried any other place to hang out. 

Theodora searched for the trouble. Perhaps Theodora was the one to hate the most of the Montagues. All of them and especially their newest member. She was the scariest of the Capulets, impulsive and with probably some anger issues. She despised them, and wasn’t afraid to show it. 

“Eh, for sure we can be here. It’s a bloody bar. But you could try and kick us out. Don’t be such a pussy, Ben Dover,”  Theodora’s first statement was one to make heads turn.

Ben turned to look at her from his bass. “I’d rather not get tired, unlike you I care more about my music.” 

“Why does it sound like a bunch of people farting then?” Asked Sam. Again, she wasn’t good at this. 

But before he could even respond, Bea, the pianist had already begun the… fight, if you could call it one. Apparently the fart statement had been the one to bother her, funnily enough. 

She’d stormed over, yelling and screaming nonsense. Raising her hands and giving them fingers. 

Very classy.

Georgia and Sam had stood up to walk over to the stage. Bea had continued a rampage of all the cuss words she could think of and calling them out on their lack of talent and accusing them of coming here only to plagiarize their songs, to which Theodora kindly answered they couldn’t plagiarize a ‘pile of pure shit’ unless they went to the bathroom. Sam had continued with the fart insults. 

Ben only stood there watching them and trying and failing to calm them down.

Soon, the other poor customers at the bar were involved in the fight, trying to incentivize the company. Some others were drunk enough to fight with them and others just enjoyed the show. 

Billie, ‘Cap’, who had acquired the nickname from quite a young age, by making everyone call her ‘O’ cap’n my cap’n’ after making The Dead Poets Society her entire personality, had walked in along with her girlfriend, Clara. Cap was usually chill. A great leader, a great singer and a great friend. Unless, of course, you betray her. She’d been betrayed by Monty, whom she’d now nicknamed Slap-Dick. 

“Christ.” Cap muttered as soon as she saw the scene. Part of her band only raised glasses, fingers and lame insults and she was sure she’d just seen a beer can fly by. “Angel,” she turned sweetly to Clara. “Will you please hold this?” As she handed over her purse. 

“What for?” Clara questioned. 

“Yes, I might need to throw some hands— oh, how interesting, see who just walked in, the scum himself, Slap-Dick,” she greeted. 

Monty, one hand on his girlfriend’s, Maddie, waist, and one hand holding his guitar walked in. Cap scrunched her nose with disgust. 

“The fuck are you doin’ here Cap’n Crunch,” Monty snapped. “It’s our gig tonight, please get your vulgar and uncivilized twats out.” 

“I’m pretty sure your darling band if we can dare to call it that, was the one to start this,” Cap crossed her arms. Cap knew her own crew was not good at insulting. Although as she eyed Theodora she thought she may have been wrong in her initial statement. Still, she continued. “Your zoo is making all of this noise.” 

“Oh! Fuckin—.” Monty laughed but thankfully was interrupted before he could say anything that would make the show even better. 

“Stop!” Skylar had yelled, breaking a bottle against the wall as all the lights were turned off and the faint ambiance music stopped playing. She liked drama. “For fuck’s sake, stop!” 

Everyone felt the air cold, paused in the middle of the argument. The lights were turned back on, completely, leaving nothing to the imagination. It was chaos, as if a hurricane had hit the entire bar. Theodora was holding Ben by his shirt, Bea was standing on a chair, Sam and Abby just stood in front of each other. The other drunken clients just stood there awkwardly. Standing ever so slightly less elegant. 

“I’m so fucking done with this,” Skylar said. “Stop you assholes, this is the third time this month.” She made her way through the tables and snapped her fingers down twice at Bea, motioning for her to get down. “I don’t care about your stupid feud,” she continued as she snatched Theo’s hand off Ben. “ It's so stupid, you’re both terrible bands,”  she said as she walked in between Sam and Abby, separating them as both fueled with rage. “If this doesn’t stop,” she said, taking Georgia’s drink now and taking a sip for her. “And I’m talking to you both now,” she turned to watch Cap and Monty. “I’m going to cut you off, deadass. Not one more gig for either. Do you understand?”

Both tried to complain. 

“I said, do you understand?” Skylar was firm. 

“Yes, princess,” Monty hissed the nickname. Montgomery Williams was exactly the guy you’d think of when you thought of a guy who formed a band and played the lead guitar. His dark hair fell to his eyebrows and his cheeks were sucked in enough for him to be considered handsome. He was often seen with a pair of dark jeans and a new band t-shirt. A cigarette was his trademark accessory. Bulked enough but, not really. And he was often accompanied by his newest pursuit, this time, Maddie, a girl whose clothes were probably bought too tight on purpose. 

“Now, Capulets, please give me the pleasure of your kicking you out,” Skylar said

Montgomery smirked. 

“No, no, Monty, don’t get  your hopes up. They don’t play until tomorrow, so from now on whenever the other band is playing the rivals cannot step in here, otherwise I’ll fuck you up,” Skylar threatened. 

“I wanted a beer,” Cap complained earning a deathly glare from Skylar. “Fine, princess!” She took a deep breath. “Caps, let’s go get wasted at my place!” She ordered and her mates followed after. 

Skylar had her arms crossed at the entrance as they walked out and the members of the Montagues clapped. She rolled her eyes. 

“‘Lright everyone, if anyone causes another disturbance I’ll—“

“Fuck us up,” Monty finished. He clapped his hands and pushed Skylar from her shoulders back to the bar. “Absolutely, no worries, Sky, we’re very civilized and we will give you the best show tonight. We’re classy!” 

“Don’t touch me again,” was the last threat she gave before heading back to her office.

Monty gave her a fake smile and then turned to Ben. “The fuck happened?” 

Ben made his way back to the stage as he was followed by the rest of the band. “Honestly, Georgia and Sam were just here chilling. Abby overheard them and wanted to snap at them, I tried to calm them down but Theodora, you know Theodora.”

“Insane bitch, yeah.”

“Theodora just snapped and then it’s a blur,” Ben explained. 

“Fuckin’—“ Monty pinched the bridge of his nose. “Mkay, well. We can’t let them, you know, get on our nerves, that what they want, they want to get rid of us, no matter what, they don’t even care if they go down with us,” Monty said. “So, uh—yeah, especially now that Tom joined us they’re desperate.” 

His band mates only nodded with agreement. 

“And— where the hell is he?” Monty frowned, noticing just now that his lead singer was nowhere to be seen. “We play soon, that idiot,” he rubbed his face with stress. Although he loved to pride himself on being better than Cap, he was often found with insecurities because deep down he believed he wasn’t. 

Monty was especially scared now that he knew Cap was going to present her secret weapon the very next day. Why they were given a Friday instead of a Saturday was scary for him. Who had they brought in? 

Perhaps, the Tom furor was finally gone after a few weeks, considering that although more women were parading in Verona, they would soon be gone as soon as they found out Tom was not available and not willing to flirt with them. Even when Monty had encouraged it, the guy would just politely decline it. 

And now, they had the Saturday gig. The most important gig, and although Friday was next in line, he knew that important people showed up on Saturdays. Not Fridays.  

Though he didn’t blame it entirely on Tom’s reluctance to flirt. He knew Cap had pulled her cards right. And he knew it had something to do with Skylar. Had anyone slept with her? Or had they given her money? Had their songs penetrated Skylar’s walls?

Either way. They had to have their lead singer show up. He couldn’t hide his anxiety as he approached the microphones, tapping slightly on them to try them. 

Ben coughed, watching him. 

“Ben?” Monty’s eyes widened. “Where is he?”

“Look, I haven’t heard of him since the morning,” Ben explained. 

Monty furrowed his eyebrows. 

“He did text me he would be here, but.” 

“But what?” 

“Him and Rosie broke up so he might not be feeling well, he told me he was devastated. He told me he was getting a drink before.” 

Monty heard the news. His lead singer had broken up and was devastated on a Friday night gig. Where they had to sing silly love songs and hard beats. Songs that would be ruined if not sung with the right emotion. Songs that could potentially be ruined if sung drunkenly. 

But…

“Are you telling me that…��� Monty approached the mic, tapping it to make sure everyone heard him. “Did I hear that right Ben?”

“Monty.” Ben shut his eyes closed. 

“Did you just tell me our  handsome, British, sweetheart, muscly  lead singer is single now?” He questioned with a smirk knowing he’d gotten the attention. 

“Monty.” 

“Did you just tell me that?” Monty pushed. “Is Tom single?”

Ben shook his head annoyed. “Yes, Monty.” 

Monty smirked as he turned to the crowd. “Ladies… and no, actually, just the ladies, you just heard it! Our lead singer is recently single so I will need all of you to give him a warm welcome when he’s here, he’s going to need a lot of love. Will you guys help me with it?” 

And for now, he knew, he was back again at the race. 

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A while ago I had seen a post somewhere which mischaracterized Asriel but ended up prompting me to write my own analysis of why I admire him, find comfort in him, see myself in him, and love him so much. It also goes into why characters like him are needed.

Ok so let’s examine Asriel’s defining life events. His friend died, he died, he woke up as a plant, he couldn’t feel anything, he tried to kill himself and couldn’t because he just came back to life, his mom replaced him with other kids (at least thats how he feels “she will just get another kid and forget about you” — Flowey dialogue from the echo flower), he experiences delusions of thinking his friend is still alive, he watches Frisk receive the help that he never got as they call for help (he called for help and nobody came, they call for help during the Omega Flowey fight and get help from all the souls in the form of green bandaids and shoes and fried eggs and stuff), and he was never acknowledged and appreciated as much as he should have been!!!!!!!! His memorial statue was uprooted and hastily put in Waterfall, he has spent decades and maybe centuries feeling misunderstood and forgotten about and I know how that feels. And a lot of the time media will try to show characters who deal with these things but it never quite resonates with me because there is still something about that character that does fit into their world, as if being misunderstood is misinterpreted as a superficial experience that can be fixed. With Asriel/Flowey its like I’m finally seen.. that fundamental feeling of being on the outside, not in a good way and not in the worst way but in a way that is so frustrating it makes you act out in ways you regret and in ways that don’t represent you. And you wonder who you are because part of you wants friends and likes stars and rainbows and swords and crap but the other part of you cant connect to people for whatever reason and keeps getting frustrated and angry as a manifestation of fear and loneliness and confusion.

But Asriel also has the greatest attributes ever that nobody even gets to see. I’m not good at describing personalities at all but his is strong and unlike any other I’ve ever seen!! He can’t die, not just because he was injected with determination (chemical substance form of a personality trait… this game is so deep </3) but because his sense of hope and his need to fulfill his plans and promises simply won’t let him. The world may not appreciate Asriel near as much as it should but it needs him and it is lucky to have him. I want to draw him having funny cool interactions with every character. Like getting picked up by the bird or eating hawtdogs with Vulkin and the hotdog harpy lady or hugging his family. Yeah I think this guy is cool, and yeah he is “literally me!!1” but also he is a reminder that the world has a place for everyone, even those who are misunderstood and whose experiences differ so vastly from everyone else’s that it prompts anger and despair. Sometimes these people will perform more important roles than anyone else and it is a good reminder to love all people for that potential that lies inside of them and for the core of their being which wants to live and feel warm like everyone else. He reminds me that death isn’t the end and that as long as you have yourself and your own thoughts, everything’s gonna be okay as long as you stay on your own side. And if you make mistakes you can recover and you will still be loved. 

I love you Asriel ^_^

[chamoemileclown]

saw someone else post about this and i really agree i think it just wasnt the right time for purgatory, the stakes were there but the vibe and the point in roleplay development for individual characters just.. wasnt it for me. I dont know what they have planned for the future so i cant say it shouldve happened later, but i think because of all the trips and vidcon the charas had just gotten to a point where they had started healing from their kids going missing only to be thrown into this, which can be a good point narratively but theres also a couple other things that kinda just didnt let it work out for me tbh

a lot of it was just the rules and events were weird? that probably makes no sense. but like from a viewer pov it felt like the characters were beta testers for this and the rules have been constantly changing, so its hard to get comfortable in. Like when theres a set of consistent rules teams are able to more accurately strategize and such and they couldnt really do that? so it just felt like weird improv the whole time which theyre very good at but it was just.. like idk unbalanced? thats a dif point that contributed

like etoiles pointed this out that they balanced the teams (not really imo) in game but not fandom-wise, like certain teams had a very large fanbase and certain others had a very small one, etc etc. And like for example blue team had much less people on consistently but by the time they realized that it was probably too late to change teams without an event like the one recently splitting green. I feel like the admins tried to mix up the players outside of their usual friend groups but it just kinda cut the ints in half? i know cellbit didnt wanna kill roier, bad was very isolated from all his regular friends and therefore nobody wanted to talk to him (he wasnt on their team), tubbo was kinda suffering because he couldnt use create. Red team was overwhelmingly loud, blue was crushingly quiet, green was... tbh not on a lot of the time. Not good to watch from most POVs

i could be wrong about a couple things but like this is my general feeling on it, odd timing and weird balancing combined with toxic fandoms caused by competitiveness within the streams kinda ruined it for me, you can only curate ur experience so much

I really like how you put the first part because it was also something that I had felt about the event but I couldn’t really pinpoint why? I’m sure that a lot of the planning came down to a lot of stuff we can’t see behind the scenes like trying to be mindful of the ccs/ admins schedules but scheduling purgatory so far out from the disappearance really changed a lot. Like I just got used to not having the eggs and being fine with that and a lot of the ccs did sort of move on/ adapt to it. Obviously most people want the eggs back safe but I think some novelty has worn off after being away from them for so long. I think purgatory would’ve had more of an effect if the wound was more fresh when purgatory took place it would’ve made the stakes higher and I don’t think as many people would be saying “oh I don’t care if the eggs die at this point just end purgatory.”

Also the rules changing I noticed too was really jarring from day to day. I feel like a lot of the qsmp is like this and it’s a product of the admins being quick to respond to complaints in general and changing things accordingly. In my ideal world where the admin team could’ve just run the event with a test group to almost like stress test the rules? but i doubt that’s a very viable option. It would’ve been nice to see teams strategize more than play off the cuff in the limited time frame they have I feel like that only really rewards people with spontaneous playstyles

I think a lot of the problems with balancing fanbases revolves around people not knowing how to act online. The qsmp has long stretches where there isn’t much character conflict so that’s attracted a lot of people who feel really attracted to one pov and just don’t know how to handle conflict. We’ve seen this stuff outside of purgatory like during the entirety of the elections arc and when characters have an insignificant argument in rp. I don’t think you could balance viewers while also balancing skill but its definitely a problem that exists and doesn’t really have a clean solution. Also I do think the division of teams was to encourage different people to interact or possibly drive more in rp angst but it did fall flat in ways that were unintended.

Overall I think a lot of purgatory was trying to cater to a lot of people at once but thats just not working. I enjoyed the event from the standpoint that no matter what the admins want a good audience experience and they wouldn’t intentionally let us down. This seems more like a fundamental flaw in the server maybe? That it’s just not structured to be doing competitive game in this format at the very least.

[my-name-is-jefferooni]

Hey. I’m back. Not for any reason you’re thinking of, though…

Yes, I’ve returned after… God, how long has it been? A month? Two months? Eh, whatever. I’ll catch up on all the cool comics I’ve missed later on. Right now I’ve got my mind set on the new Sonic IDW issue 69. Because… Oh boy, it’s just a disappointment to be honest.

Alright, so it starts off strong with a good intro page and some extraordinary art, as usual. Pretty cool plot too, with the race actually being an advertisement event for Clean Sweep and the Restoration. We also finally get to see more of Jewel and… Whatever his name is, the Opossum guy. (He’s so forgettable that I forget his name too easily lmao) So with all that setup, you’d think the rest of the issue itself would be a great read, but no. It really isn’t.

My first main gripe is that the Diamond Cutters don’t really act as much of a team at all. It’s mostly just Lanolin and Tangle showing us how split their ideals are, and that alone just makes me sad. This team was set up to be the new and improved Diamond Cutters, the more inexperienced yet connected team that would follow the previous versions type of work ethic. We were lead to believe they’d all grow to become closer teammates and friends. But here we’re shown them all just growing farther and farther apart, with Whisper not even saying a single word throughout the whole issue! And when it comes to their role in the story, they don’t even do much. They don’t really participate in the race, they just act as a police department replacement. Jet literally calls them the Fuzz. How much more on-the-nose can you get? It’s insulting and depressing seeing them like this if I’m being truly honest.

And that’s not to mention that Lanolin and Whisper basically shoot guns at people and they don’t get reprimanded by themselves for that, when Jet and Sonic simply bumping into each other got them both a strike.

My next and much smaller issue with, well, the issue, is Surge and Kit. They hardly do anything for the story, mostly just acting as a plot device to give the writers a reason to disqualify Sonic, Tails, and Amy. They hardly get any page-time in the present, with a majority, if not all their time being spent as a flashback. All that time spent with Surge and Kit being praised and adored by the people they hurt in issue 67 was leading up to this issue, and this is what we get for it all?? Really? And when Surge activates the scam on Amy’s extreme gear, when it just goes crazy and shit, there’s no smooth transition or indicator that she’s about to press a button for us readers. All we get is a single panel after Jet says “I’ll beat you all fair and square!” This, along with Surge’s color also being green, misleads me into thinking that Jet was the one who pushed the button and activated the scam, when I should be clued in that it was actually Surge. It’s confusing and should have been pointed out during the editing or proofreading phase of the upload process or whatever the process is called for making a comic. This could just be me being stuffy about it though.

And finally, for my biggest and pettiest problem of them all, Eggman.

This bitch did not deserve to come back. Oh my god.

So! To start this off, ima ask a question to Lanolin, and to you, the reader. Why the fuck did Sonic and his friends have to be disqualified?? Lanolin could clearly see that something was wrong with their extreme gear, and could easily tell that the issue was not their fault at all. It was a problem caused by someone likely inside the tech team, the people who watched over the extreme gear throughout the night! Lanolin knew this, and yet she still disqualified the team from the rest of the race. Why?

Anyhow, her disqualification of Sonic’s team lead the three Mobians to a small local restaurant where they talked about it, and then BAM. SUDDENLY EGGMAN IS HERE, AND NOBODY IS QUESTIONING IT. AT ALL. WHAT THE FUCK.

You know, since Eggman is literally a world-renowned war criminal and a mad scientist who dumped a giant fucking plague on the whole planet, you’d think that the rest of Mobius would be a bit more cautious around the guy. You’d think that if he just waltzed right on into a restaurant, everyone else would run and hide. You’d think there would be screaming, fighting, people begging to leave. Because compared to the Mobians, this guy is huge! He towers above them all, and his big fat body and mustache are not hard to notice in public when combined with his height. Anyone who saw him in public, no matter what he would be wearing, would instantly know who he is and would run away immediately!

And yet, all we see is a young worker just staring at Eggman being threatened by the others, looking quite awkward, as if it’s just a simple bar fight or as if she isn’t looking directly at a goddamn murderer.

What.

This isn’t even talking about Sonic’s experiences and feelings about Eggman! I haven’t even talked about Sonic much at all in this post! But for Sonic to just sit there awkwardly as Eggman shuffles into the booth across from him, for the hedgehog to tell his friends to not attack the guy after their last meeting, for him to just sit there and hear out his literal lifetime arch nemesis like that… It’s downright disgusting. During or even before the Metal Virus, Sonic would only do this kinda shit if the world were about to end. He’d only pay Eggman a second thought if they were all about to die, right then and there. EVEN WHEN THEY TEAMED UP DURING THEIR LAST MEETING, THEY ONLY DID IT BECAUSE THEY BOTH HAD THE SAME GOAL OF TAKING OUT SURGE WHO, AT THE TIME OF THEIR DEAL, WAS A MAJOR THREAT TO THE REST OF THE WORLD THAT HAD TO BE NEUTRALIZED IMMEDIATELY. SONIC ONLY TEAMED WITH EGGMAN BECAUSE FOR SOME REASON, EGGMAN DIDNT WANT SURGE TO KILL SONIC. THAT WAS THAT.

But here? They’re just in a restaurant. Talking. No strings attached, no real meaning behind it. And the reason why Eggman sought out Sonic of all people…?

Because he was insulted that Mobians insulted him and his robots.

…

I’m sorry.

W H A T. T H E. A C T U A L. F U C K ? ? ?

I do not even need to tell you how absolutely absurd this reasoning is. I do not need to sit here for another 40 minutes explaining to you all the reasons why this reasoning is genuine bullshit. I do not need to go on another rant and tell you what you already know.

But I will say this: Eggman is a threat. Eggman is a villain. He can be funny at times, he can be goofy at times, but overall we must know what he is capable of. Because of what he’s capable of, Eggman can do just about anything to anyone if he is to be insulted or mocked. He could send a horde of robots and kill that person until they’re double-dead. Bro could nuke their house. HE COULD SEND ANOTHER GODDAMN ROBOTIC PLAGUE ON THE WORLD JUST BECAUSE HE FELT LIKE IT. EGGMAN HAS THE MEANS AND THE DRIVE AND THE POWER TO LITERALLY DO ANYTHING. HE HAS AN EGO BIG ENOUGH TO KNOW THAT A LITTLE INSULT WON’T DO SHIT TO HIS EMPIRE. BRO HAS BEEN MOCKED BEFORE BY THE MOBIANS. HE’S BE HATED, FEARED, EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN AND MORE.

Yet, when the Mobians, the people he’s hurt, killed, enslaved, ZOMBOTIFIED… When they simply make a mockery of him on television during a Clean Sweep advertisement… He goes ballistic and enlists Sonic to help him get revenge.

What a fucking man-child.

The writers for this issue are intentionally making Eggman seem more comedic and pathetic than villainous. They are turning this lifetime enemy of Sonic into a begrudging clown, a shadow of the man he was during the Metal Virus, and they are doing it with a satisfied grin on all their pretty faces. I don’t hate anyone or truly despise anyone for this decision to make Eggman seem more of a bumbling fool or a businessman. I just… I’m honestly just disappointed. Eggman is meant to be scary, he’s meant to be a villain. Not… Whatever this is! I don’t even know what he’s supposed to be anymore! His robots make a fake game show for Sonic and his friends all because their boss is obsessed with Dance Moms. Sure, that makes sense, they’re Orbot and Cubot and their job is to make Eggman happy. Eggman teams up with Sonic and then double-crosses him again simply because they have similar goals? Yeah, okay, kinda weird but nothing too out of the ordinary. Because at least in those two examples, we still know what Eggman’s supposed to be. We still know how menace he can be, because he still has his ingenuity and his robotic prowess behind him. But here? When he’s in a tiny restaurant in a purple suit, willingly helping and making a deal with Sonic the Hedgehog, his lifelong enemy?? I have no idea who or what this man is supposed to be. I don’t know who I’m looking at here. All I see is a sad excuse to move the plot along and introduce another new character to the story. That’s all I can see.

Issue 67 was a failure, a flop, a disgusting mess of an issue. But this? Issue 69 is just a sad, sorry disappointment.

[blessed1neha]

What were the divine arts in Lord Shri Krishna and what is their summary?

DIVINE TRANSCENDENTAL QUALITIES OF SHRI KRISHNA.

The 16 Kalas of Sri Krishna are the divine arts or attributes of Sri Krishna that makes him Purna Avatar (the complete avatar). Even a normal human being tries to inculcate these virtues in daily life; it could be an enriching experience. Let’s discuss these 16 Kalas of Krishna that everyone should imbibe, it is not necessary that we must have same perfection, but striving to attain these Kalas in daily life could help us improve as a good human being. These are the 16 Kalas of Krishna:

Daya -Compassion:- We don’t require finding Sudama to show compassion; out little acts of helping someone in need in routine could be known as Dayabhav.

Dharjya (Patience):- This virtue nowadays is missing in most of the human being. People start honking at a traffic signal even if some driver in front of their car delays in starting his car just for two seconds after signal turning green.

Kshama (Forgiveness):- “To err is human, to forgive divine”. If you can forgive not only others but also yourself for the mistakes; life could become enjoyable.

Nyaya (Justice):- Krishna always side with justice whether it is God, human or demon. In modern times, there is unrest in the minds of a large number of people for seeking justice from Government and society.

Nirapeksha (Impartiality):- Impartiality in dealings with people establishes anyone as true leader in every society. Krishna gave first choice to Duryodhna to choose between his large army fighting on one side and Him becoming Sarathi on the other side during Mahabharta War; even though he was a good friend of Arjuna.

Niraskata (Detachment):- Detachment teaches us to accept results of our deed with Prasadbuddhi. It has got power to remain calm in circumstances of happiness and sorrow.

Tapasya (Meditation and Spiritual Powers):- Krishna got power of Tapasya. If we can start with meditating just for half an hour daily we can attain a monk like stage where our every action will become meditation of highest order.

Aparchitta (Invincibility):- Whatever may be the circumstances, power of Aparchitta make Krishna invincible? Even a normal human being can learn not to give way to the circumstances but face the situation with courage to create circumstances.

Danasheel (Beneficience, Bestower of all wealth in the world and nature):- When you are real danasheel you don’t advertise it like modern day corporate houses. Donation should be such that even your near and dear should not know what you have donated. It must be in our habit to donate on regular basis. It is the giver who always enjoys the happiness of giving.

Saundarjyamaya (Beauty Incarnate):- Krishna is real beauty incarnate; but a normal human being can imbibe the beauty of character to receive real joy of life.

Nrityajna (Best of Dancers):- Krishna danced on the hood of Kaliya Naag (snake). When someone can dance in such a negative circumstance one can enjoy every bit of life. Dance does not come from the body; it is the feature of soul embodied through heart and mind.

Sangitajna (Best of Singers):- Krishna is the best singer. His flute has attracted not only people but also the whole nature. Though, one can’t be that kind of singer but what is harm striving to be a good singer through a lot of practice. Singing has got power to soothe the mind, body and soul.

Neetibadi (Embodiment of Honesty):- Even today we teach children that “Honesty is the best policy”. If we can apply this policy in life we can create positive image among the people and become successful in life.

Satyabadi (Truth Itself):- Krishna is embodiment of truth itself, but who prevent us to become the same. Once you can decide to be truthful nobody can stop you to remain the same.

Sarvagnata (Perfect master of all arts, such as poetry, drama, painting etc.):- Krishna is master of all arts but we can be the students of these art forms in any stage of life. Our involvement in these art form will always have positive impact on our personality.

Sarvaniyanta (Controller of All):- Krishna is Sarvaniyanta, but we can start with becoming Swayamniyanta (Controller of self). If we can perfectly control ourselves then we will not require controlling others. They will automatically become our followers.

As per scriptures, the ninth kalas Prabhvi means : Kartum Akartum, that is able to do seemingly impossible tasks. Lord Narasinh is an example of this ninth Kala. Lord Narasinh has an altogether different appearance. He had a body of human and head of a lion. He appeared from a stone pillar that demon Hiranyakashipu had broken with a blow of his mace. It is not possible for an ordinary human being, only a God, having the ninth Kala Prabhvi, can do this. Among all these incarnations, only Lord Krishna is full of all the sixteen Kalas.

[autisticempathydaemon]

For the redacted match ups!! Thank you ily no rush!! <333

The song I’m fixated on right now is probably Saturn by Sleeping At Last! “With shortness of breath / You explained the infinite / And how rare and beautiful it is to even exist / I couldn't help but ask for you to say it all again / I tried to write it down, but I could never find a pen / I'd give anything to hear you say it one more time / That the universe was made just to be seen by my eyes”

I’m an enneagram 5w4! I can never decide my mbti, something along the lines of istp or intp or entp but not estp ??? This plagues me

I love love love big youtube video essays, I’m not sure if i can pick a specific favorite!! They’re pretty much all I watch if that helps, and I have a lean toward informational ones— like, about real world events and history rather than about media— although certain media ones are really good too.

My imaginary friend’s name was Nobody. Like.. genuinely thats what i called him. I knew he wasn’t real but i felt left out ‘cause everyone else had one so when people were around I would pretend i had an imaginary friend. An imaginary imaginary friend named Nobody. He had a family too; his siblings were named Somebody and Everybody. Hell yeah

My go to way to fall asleep is in a sea of pillows (they keep my bones in place), big puffy comforter thats too big for my bed, window open, listening to podcasts til like 3am (or whenever sleep happens)

I have changed my name, and I picked it because it shares a nickname with my birth name and has the same initial— an easier transition for everyone else, they could just say my nickname if they didn’t want to say my new one. It even sounds similar. I do like the name, but it beat the other options because of that.

The first one that comes to mind as my favorite is the video where Sam heals Darlin (Vampire Tends To Your Injuries)— it was the first one I listened to and easily the one I’ve listened to the most. I’m a whore for hurt/comfort and that specific energy was too good, the mutual care and growing trust without strings attached, waaaah. I’m also really fond of the one where Avior helps Starlight sleep (Comforted By Your Demon) and the imperium one Specifically when Milo is talking to Asher about David (the beginning of Cataclysm: Last Wish) and the pain in the acting its SO GOOD. Probably my favorite bit of acting specifically from the channel, and the only scene thats made me cry. I just love when characters let down their walls and are vulnerable with each other its real good

The redacted boy who holds no appeal to me… im so sorry its caelum im so sorry it gets worse its not just caelum its huxley too i dont think i have a good reason theyre too nice and as for caelum i have a small brother i cant take any more

“Tell me about that one book/movie/tv show you know all the words to.” Don’t say that you dont know what youre getting into. Its the entire warrior cats franchise and im ending the conversation here before i start (more socially acceptable answer: The Song of Achilles)

Hmmm I’d love to be best friends with James!!

When im tired i will usually go off about whatever random problem im concerned about that day, my most common recently is my rage about leopard print vs cheetah print WHY IS THE CHEETAH GIRLS LOGOS AND STUFF LEOPARD PRINT. THE CHEETAH. GIRLS. WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK LEOPARD PRINT IS CHEETAH??? THEY LOOK DIFFERENT??? WHATS GOING ON???

Gas station snack and drink combo is usually green tea, I dont often get snacks there so im like trying so hard to figure out what id get or whats there… oo pretzels maybe

I cant tell you about my favorite playlist because i have one (1) playlist ive had since i was 14 and its just everything ive ever listened to ever, if im in a specific mood ill usually just look up the artist, recently its been a lot of Sleeping at Last and Novo Amor

I have no guilty pleasures im unapologetically me babey (its webkinz) (not the site Just the plushies) (best plushies and im very right about this)

Im sleepy and i love my cat and i would very much like to just cuddle that dang thing all day but alas, society calls. Despite this im a workaholic and not being on my feet at all times getting stuff done stresses me out in a major way— cant be stressed if im asleep, though!:D Also i eat raw potatoes on the regular (easy 2 prepare just take it out the cupboard pop it in ur mouth bb) and recently have started putting peas in my water boba style (or perhaps like a duck?) because i dont like water but i do like frozen peas and in this situation like 1 in 10 sips Theres A Dang Pea In There! This method has gotten me to drink more water than i have in probably years

You know who would know what they’re getting into and would love it? Ollie, who was definitely a Warrior Cats kid.

You say that you’re a workaholic, and Type Fives are characterized by their capability and competency… and yet, I get really fun, goofball vibes from you that I think Ollie would really love and get along with.

You’re both hard workers, curious, and diligent, but at home, you could be chill and just be with each other, be yourselves with each other. You with your Webkinz and your Warrior Cats and him with his Star Trek- it’s a lovely, comfortable home you have that’s utterly unique to the both of you.

Coming home everyday would be a delight, a reward after a long day of work. Ollie’d grab takeout on the way, orange chicken for him and whatever’s your favorite, and he’d settle in for the night, chopsticks in hand, saying “tell me about the difference between leopard and cheetah print, Babe.”

Song:

They say in Heaven, love comes first/ We'll make Heaven a place on Earth/ Ooh, Heaven is a place on Earth

Ollie strikes me as the kind of dude who loves cheesy, 80’s pop; like, I can see him busting through the door with the aforementioned takeout and just bopping. It’s also just a really cute song about the person you love and the space you make together being Heaven, and I love that for y’all.

Runner-Ups:

I like Avior for you on an Enneagram basis; along with the competency and capability, there’s a dogged curiosity there that, I think, Avior would admire and would keep him on his toes. Regulus is purely because of the imaginary friend tidbit; there’d be something poetic about him taking place of your Nobody and making himself your real imaginary friend. I could totally do something with that.

Note: thank for you the Sleeping At Last song rec~ I love his whole Enneagram album, so I’ve been meaning to get into more of his discography 🧡

Want a match-up of your own? Read this post, and tell me about yourself! 💌

[carf-writes]

I think Oliver Queen would find out Batman's secret identity mostly through vibes...

When he was ten, his parents tried to get him to strike up a friendship with Bruce Wayne because it can’t ever hurt to know the richest man in the country but Bruce is just so fucking weird and morbid. He drags Ollie into his room and starts showing him his anatomy books and taxidermy and has he seen Taxi Driver? Because Travis Bickle inspired a real attempted assassination. But also maybe he had a point? And then Bruce is taking down his books on the Zodiac Killer and explaining how he thinks he’s cracked the cipher. And Ollie is just scared out of his mind. He thinks Bruce is going to vivisect him or something.

At the end of the night, he tells his parents that he spent the whole time with Bruce but he was actually hiding under a table somewhere for like two hours.

Then after that he tries to avoid Bruce at all times. Which isn’t hard because they’re ten and they live on opposite sides of the country. Until Oliver gets an invitation to Bruce Wayne’s 18th birthday party which is supposed to be a very big, very expensive bash. He doesn’t want to go because it might turn out to be weird but all his friends are going so he goes anyway.

… And it turns about to be pretty cool. (It’s a very big, expensive party with a lot of really drunk, really rich teenagers but it’s cool by Oliver’s standards) But no one actually seems to see Bruce there. He doesn’t make a speech, they don’t get him a cake or sing happy birthday, he doesn’t take over for the DJ, nothing. There are no pictures of him anywhere. Nobody gets any pictures of him. No one says they saw him. It’s like he wasn’t even there. 

But everyone insists that Oliver must be wrong. Who would throw a party and then never show up? Creepy Bruce Wayne, that’s who.

For the next several years, Bruce is supposedly out of the country doing an indulgent world tour. Hotels get booked out for him but they can’t say if he actually check in. People claim to have seen him but they don’t have any proof. It’s always so-and-so told so-and-so that they saw him here. He’s kind of like this fun cryptid. The richest man in the world is somewhere in the world. The late night shows do a spoof of Carmen Sandiego about it.

But every year, Bruce supposedly shows up to his birthday bash except Oliver goes every year and never sees him. There’s photos that circulate around but Oliver’s met Bruce and these are just some random other dark haired guys. He puts together that every year the crowd unknowingly selects some random dude to be that year’s Bruce Wayne, sometimes there’s two or three or four.

One year Oliver even dyes his hair and he gets to be Bruce Wayne for the day. 

It’s fun. But the real Bruce? He’s up to something. 

When Oliver comes back from his sojourn on an island and is deciding to clean up his act and maybe start dressing up in green and shooting people with arrows, he finds out that Bruce is back in Gotham. He’s gone from a guy who nobody knew what he looked like to one of the most recognizable faces.

Every week the gossip rags have a new crazy Bruce Wayne headline. 

“Bruce Wayne accidentally schedules two dates with two models at the same time, at the same restaurant. Models proceed to fight over him and wreck the restaurant, forcing Wayne to buy it.” There’s a viral video and everything. Except it’s not hard for Oliver to find out that the “models” are actually amateaur professional wrestlers.

“Bruce Wayne trips and knocks ice sculpture onto newly elected Gotham mayor.” Nobody bothers to mention that getting absolutely clobbered by an ice sculpture is what saved the mayor from being shot by a political rival.

“Bruce Wayne lets child ward drive his car. Kid accidentally puts car in reverse instead of drive and backs into and wrecks Lex Luthor’s custom McLaren.” That one just seems intentional. The kid even looks behind him as he’s backing up.

Sure people change over the course of 18 years, Oliver has certainly changed but he just can’t square this absolute buffoon with the kid who bragged about how he was already studying calculus. And it’s just so calculated. Just like the parties, it’s like a facade of being a rich playboy, not the real thing. Oliver knows the real thing. He’s been the real thing.

Then he walks into a meeting of the new, as yet unnamed, coalition of heroes and meets Batman for the first time. The familiar wave of hibbie-jibbies runs up his spine but he’s not a kid anymore so he just smirks.

“So do you still think Travis Bickle was kind of right?”

[phoenixkaptain]

Thanks for answering my ask....If you don't mind me asking (again), what are your top 10 (or top 5) favorite media (can be books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series)? Why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before......Feel free to answer whenever you want to (or not). Thank you so much....

(You asked this a little bit ago and I put it in my drafts as a “I’ll finish this later” sort of thing then forgot until this morning, sorry)

1. Hyouka. It’s a mystery anime. There’s a manga as well, but I never got very far into it. The animation is really pretty, but the main draw for me was the mc Houtarou Oreki. The way he just doesn’t want to be there and also would like nobody to talk to him. Despite this, he’s friends with the exact opposite? And good friends. What a guy. Also, the mysteries are very fun to piece together.

2. Natsume Yuujinchou. I’ve always really liked this anime, and the manga. I like Natsume Takashi, the main character, and I also really like his grandmother, Natsume Reiko, who kind of acts as a secondary main character? She caused the whole plot to happen. I like how many people and yokai mistake Natsume for his grandmother, and the running theme of Natsume finally finding friends. It was also the first manga that ever made me cry, so it holds a special place in my heart.

3. MXTX’s novels. All three of them. I love the characters and I love the romances and I love the plots. I love the side characters! I can’t think of an author who has ever made me so invested in side characters before! I read them all for different reasons, so I don’t really have a favourite among them, but if I was held at gunpoint, I’d say Scum Villain is my favourite. Because I associate it with the colour green, and I like the colour green.

4. Moomins. I just… everything is so soft. And warm. And kind. Even when the characters are beinng objectively terrible, I just want to pat their heads and sigh wistfully. It’s definitely my comfort show. I occasionally watch clips from the nineties show just to cheer myself up again. I love Snufkin because his lines are amazing and I, too, would like to wander the world as a lone vagabond. (The whole conversation of “I made those footprints.” “What? How?” “With these big ol boots I found.” “Why are you wearing them?” “To see what life is like in someone else’s shoes.” “What’s it like?” “Uncomfortable.” I love every moment, I quote “uncomfortable” all the time)

5. Detective Conan (and Magic Kaitou) I love this series. I love the comedy of the most intelligent teenager alive being shrunk into a miniature. I love the drama. I love the characters, all twelve billion of them. I love that the twists are always so weird. I absolutey, positively adore the Kaitou Kid episodes! Something about little itty bitty Conan facing an international jewel thief… I also love the movies! I haven’t seen all of them (my attention span…) but my favourites are the Lupin III crossovers! And, of course, the best movie is the Lost Ship in the Sky, because it has the funniest scenes of anything ever. When Kaitou Kid (disguised as Shinichi) and Conan just leap out of a helicopter? I love them so much…

6. Encanto. I’ve watched this movie about 3-5 times (an impressive feat for me I promise) and every time the Abuela says “the miracle is not some magic that you’ve got, the miracle is you, not some gift just you” I cry actual tears. And I get major siblings feelings from all of it. It’s so good

7. Star Wars, specifically prequel-era and Original Trilogy-era. I love Anakin Skywalker. The most dramatic man to ever. And I love Luke Skywalker. And I love Leia. And Han, and Chewie, and Lando, and Obi-Wan (Obi-Waaaaannn 🫠) and just the majority of characters. I really enjoyed reading the Thrawn Trilogy because I found Mara Jade to be the funniest comedic foil to Luke. Luke is just vibing. Mara is like “You were stabbed fifteen seconds ago, what-“ Love the chaos duo Luke and Leia, who can’t go anywhere together because they attract misfortune but also can’t go anywhere apart because they attract misfortune. I love longsuffering Han who didn’t really realize that marrying Leia meant marrying Luke too. I have never watched the sequels, and I don’t really want to. I just wanna live in my lil bubble 👍

8. Resident Evil series. I’m counting the games here because I own exavctly zero consoles that run Resident Evil games and so I mostly just watch longplays, but I love the series. (One day I’ll be the Master of Unlocking… one day… when I have… more money…) I really like Ethan Winters because he reminds me of a kicked dog. I like Jill Valentine the mostest because I really like that her responses to all the weird comments Barry makes are just her laughing and agreeing. I like Chris Redfield because Wesker reveals his huge evil plan and Chris immediately starts laughing and Wesker gets actually upset that he isn’t taking him seriously. I like Ada Wong. She rocked in to Raccoon City to “find her boyfriend” (code for: do spy shit) in a dress and, like, tights? They could be leather pants, the graphics aren’t that clear, but I’m not sure? Her whole outfit in RE2 is amazing. Oh, and I like the horror elements too, the monster designs are so gross! 10/10!

9. Various DC comics. Namely, Batman, Robin, Young Justice, Swamp Thing, etc. I talk about Batman and Robin and all them a lot, but I really enjoy Swamp Thing! I never knew that it was a horror comic until I read it (I suppose it would have been logical to assume it was, but still) and I like him! He’s very cute. Squishy. I want to lay on him and tell him he’s doing a great job. I like the little mini Swamp Thing that grew after he was “killed” it’s so little!!!

10. Fire Emblem. I’m including another game series because I love Fire Emblem a lot. I have played so many hours of so many games (Tokyo Mirage Sessions crossover is underrated and everyone should play it and gush about it with me because Mamori runs a cooking show when she has no idea ow to cook!!! I love her!!!) I have wasted so much money on the mobile game (stop looking at me) I absolutely love this series! My favourites are Marth and Henry (FE:A) I love Marth, he is so… himself :) and I love Henry! He was raised by wolves! He converses with crows! He proposes with a cursed ring! He carries around monster parts just for funsies! He is the cutest little murder bean in the world! Fire Emblem Awakening got me into the series as a whole, and I have never been the same (side note: I also love Corrin, because they are a himbo whether male or female. I also love Robin, because they appear very reasonable and are tacticians and are very intelligent and they are also completely feral in weird ways and I like it a lot. I love Byleth, the best teacher who does not have a heartbeat and didn’t cry when they were born and doesn’t know how to emote)

This turned out longer than I expected, but I hope it’s what you were looking for.

[campbluelake]

Tomorrow | Eri | MM.5

Unfortunately, none of the answers Malyce has been supplying them with have been particularly satisfying to Eri. She’d been hoping this would cast a light on the situation in such a way Malyce would seem irrevocably redeemable or not. But instead of black and white, things are as gray as ever. And unpleasant shades of gray at that, likely all too similar to the fluorescent hues of Hell’s corporate offices.

“Tch... I thought I already said I was sick of all this business speak bullshit. You fucked up big time, dude, y’know? Trading all of us for one successful movie… No offense, but that’s the worst deal I ever heard of. You know plenty of people become successful without asking an evil salaryman from hell for help, right?”

She knows she’s preaching to the choir though, which is why she heaves a tired sigh. Despite everything he’s said, she’s still not angry at Malyce. Frustrated? Yes. Disappointed? Absolutely. But she’s not mad.

Which is why she cracks her knuckles while staring down the man of the hour. And it’s Malyce to whom she marches up to, eyes narrowed. Even as he winces during her approach, the intense look in her gaze doesn’t waver. And then finally she comes to a stop in front of him, raises her hand, and…

Bap!

Slaps Malyce across the back of his head.

Bap!

And then does it a second time.

“That first one is for making this a nightmare for Suz and Yuyu and everyone else, you absolute moron. And the second is for rollin’ over like you’re already dead. Which, newsflash! You aren’t!”

It doesn’t occur to her she’s breaking her own no-violence rule.

Instead, Eri raises her hand again like she’s about to slap him for a third time… only to instead bring it down to gently rest atop his head instead. She ruffles his hair affectionately, even as she gives him a look fiery enough to melt glass.

“Yeah, some people might have it out for you and yeah, you might deserve it— uh, again, no offense. But even if you’re a little freak, like hell you’re gonna waste all the time and energy we put into being your friend by just giving up, got it? If you’re so ready to throw away all the good times we had, I’m gonna fuck you up so bad it’ll make the haircut I gave you look like a masterpiece. Not that I thought it was that bad, but you get me, yeah?”

She removes her hand, smirking.

“And really, who gives a shit what comes after, y’know? Your evil plan got fucked over anyway when Nikonyan decided to antelope or cantaloupe or whatever it is. So save the angsty ‘I’m gonna die by your hands’ talk for after we’re all outta here, got it? I’m sure Sayacchi would prefer to hunt ya for sport in a more exciting place anyway.”

Not that she exactly condones Saya doing any such thing, but she figures it’s inevitable someone will go after Malyce. But until then…

“No more rollin’ over and acting like this is your fate. I ain’t friends with losers, got it? If you don’t like your fate, do somethin’ different. Max said himself humans always gotta choice. And you’re still human deep down, even if you’re more… green now. Though Yuyu’s green too, so maybe you guys can be green together…? Uh, anyway.”

She shakes her head, shoves both her hands into her pockets. Her Tamagotchi chirps as she does so, awakened by an accidental button press. The pixelated creature bounces up and down excitedly, as if cheering them on (at least, that’s what Eri would say if she took notice of it in that moment).

“Everyone’s asked real smart questions already, so I’ll ask ya this instead: If you live to see tomorrow, what will you do? And don’t give me any whiny shit like, ‘Wait for Vual or Max to kill me’ or whatever, yeah? I wanna know how you’ll see the world and treat others if you get to live.”

She lingers by him for a moment, not yet wanting to go back to her seat until she hears his answer. After all, she half suspects him to give a self-deprecating, bonkable answer.

And please — please — nobody remind her that it’s highly likely a broken contract spells Malyce’s own demise instead. It hasn’t occurred to her friendship and sheer willpower might not be able to void business arrangements signed in blood.

Because surely anything is possible with friends and determination!

[monstermaster13]

TftW: Don’t Call Me Freak

Sometimes it doesn’t pay to bully those who are weird or are different from you, and today’s villainous protagonist certainly will learn that lesson. Stephanie Hadingham was a former school rival of Nathan’s, she was a manipulative and controlling diva who wanted things her way and when she didn’t get that, she berated and berated until she did.

She never believed anything Nathan said and viewed him as a freak just because he wrote transformation fiction about Dan Aykroyd or rather about being him, of course she didn’t know that it was a bad idea to do that. ‘Nathan is targeting me on my account just because I liked one post that says that people that believe in the supernatural are freaks. It staggers me that this person is a huge part of the Aykroyd fandom and he ruins it with his

“Nate are you going to stand for this?”

“Of course not, time to take out this trash.”

Nathan rolled his eyes…’I’m not even the main part of the fandom, dummy.’ ‘But you are ignoring the part about attacking me based on a post I liked.’ ‘Does that even matter? Why do you even hate me anyway? It seems all you ever do is whine about how i’m fetishizing John Belushi and Dan Aykroyd by wanting to be them.’

“Which you do, you do that…’

‘Oh…I suppose you think that your trashy taste in men justifies your reason for attacking me, then?’ ‘But you seriously do some not normal insane things, you fetishize poor Dan and John by fetishizing them and writing about them in a way that sounds like porn.’

“Really? I should be so lucky if I get that good.”

“Are you even listening to me?”

“No, I figured that if you are going to keep on like this..”

‘You what? Are you going to fetishize me like you did to two very real people? Because don’t act like you don’t that, I have been raised on Deviantart and all the weird fandoms, you so want to be them and it is totally gross and shit. Do you think Dan would like this if you met him IRL? Uh no, he’d think you’re a creepy and not normal, fans don’t do what you do, not normal, freako, freako, eeew!’ ‘Really? What? Haven’t you ever seen the Changed, FNF, Madness Combat, or Guilty Gear fanbase? Those guys are pretty fucked up, even worse than I ever could be.’

“So…that doesn’t matter, what you do isn’t right.”

‘You think you can speak for what Dan likes and doesn’t like? That’s cute, he’s not yours, you cannot make him do whatever you want, that’s something I establish in my work, I don’t claim I am him, or that I can control him. Also…the man is a weirdness magnet, he slept with a ghost once, he had dreams about mutant babies, he has seen actual aliens and ghosts, i’m sure one little story wouldn’t be enough to weird him out.’

“What? How dare you…”

‘How dare I..what, question you, yeah i’m questioning you. Trust me, you need help more than I do.’ ‘But you don’t belong in the Aykroyd fandom. You’re not normal.’ ‘Well you’re a freak yourself, nobody is normal, nobody knows what normal is. In this world if you cannot put up with the strange and unusual, you’ll just have to change to fit it.’

“What does that mean?”

“You’ll find out soon enough.”

Nathan’s eyes gave off an ominous glow as he chanted, his chants began to echo in Stephanie’s ears, which made her squirm a little. ‘How are you doing that?’ ‘I have actual supernatural powers, don’t you remember?’ ‘Uhhhh…’ ‘Of course you do. But be glad that i’m not as horrifying as what is about to happen to you.’

Stephanie attempted to get answers out of him but he disappeared before she could, only to run into a rather nasty surprise an hour later. An hour later while waiting for her boyfriend to call her, she found herself entering what appeared to be some kind of combined asylum and therapy building.

Looking around she could see a koala-girl doctor with green hair…’Hello, Stephanie. You must be my next patient, I am Doctor Eucalyptus. Now my friend tells me there is something wrong with you.’ ‘There’s nothing wrong with me, i’m a normal person.’ ‘Not from what Nathan has told me, Nathan says you were bigoted to him for being an Aykroyd fan that is different than normal fans. He also told me you think that supernatural beings are freaks.’ ‘Well they are.’

Eucalyptus hit Stephanie with her notepad…’What was that for?’ ‘Trust me, just be glad I don’t have any weapons with me. Now there is a term for what you have, what you have is Extreme Hypocrite Disorder.’ ‘I don’t have any disorders.’ ‘Oh yes you do and you are in denial of it.’ ‘Stop this..’ ‘I won’t stop this just because you told me to, I am the doctor here and unless you want me to use your internal organs to make lunch meat for the asylum’s cafeteria, you better listen to me.’

“I must be dreaming.”

‘You are not dreaming…you’re delusional. Here, let me show some of the other patients.’ The koala-girl showed Stephanie down a hall-way of patients she had encountered before. One patient was a male who thought they were Martin Short despite not being them, and one thought that they were a reincarnated god.

“I’m not like these people.”

“Oh yes, you are.”

‘I don’t belong here…’ ‘Oh but you do, let me help you, help you to get rid of that disorder you have.’ ‘This is going to get horrifying isn’t it?’ ‘It doesn’t have to.’

She attempted to try and make a run for it only to run into a couple of members of the hospital staff, the staff in this case all being Dan Aykroyd characters. ‘Aykroyds? So many Aykroyds.’ ‘Oh yes, they’re all ours..and I treat them better than you treated Dan to be honest.’

The Aykroyd characters saw Stephanie and began to chase her around the hospital, Dr Eucalyptus smirked as she saw what was happening. ‘Now now, don’t run away from these guys, they only want to help you, and so do I. You act like you don’t want this but yet you do, sounds like you’re jealous.’ ‘Jealous of what? You? You’re a freak, just like all of these people.’

“I may be a freak but I am trying to help you.”

“I don’t want your help, I want out of here!”

She screamed and then tried to pull out her phone, as she pulled out her phone she made a call to her boyfriend. ‘Thomas, baby doll..could you come here and get me out of this hell hole please? I am begging you, please come and save me.’ Unfortunately for her the message she got was…’Thomas cannot reply to your message because he is currently unavailable.’

Stephanie screamed when she saw Thomas with a nasty looking gash on his neck, looking like someone had just slit his neck as he collapsed on the floor and blood dripped down from it. ‘My boyfriend!’ ‘He is doing just fine.’ ‘No he’s not, someone must have killed him.;’

Dr Eucalyptus chuckled, watching as she attempted to get away. ‘I need to find a way out of here.’ She tried to pull the fire alarm level only to get covered in blood, and it was real blood, not special effects.

A couple of patients popped up from behind her and she attempted to convince them to follow her. ‘Come on, let’s get out of here.’ ‘Why? We belong here and so do you. We work here too.’ ‘What? But you’re supposed to be like my mutuals.’ ‘Join us, it’s not so bad.’

She screamed several times as the patients swarmed around her, she attempted to hit one of them with a chair only for Eucalyptus to intervene, she chuckled and smirked. ‘I didn’t think it had to come to this but it’s for your own good, since you won’t let me help you, i’m going to have to fix you myself.’ ‘Fix me?’

“Oh yes, you are very broken, and you need to be fixed.”

“No I don’t.”

Eucalyptus chuckled as she floated over to Stephanie….’Now now, it won’t hurt, at least not in the way that it will mentally scar you or anything, don’t be afraid.’ ‘Why shouldn’t I be?’ Her eyes gave off a supernatural glow as she turned into a tall demonic version of herself with a tail like the one scorpions have complete with a stinger.

She hit Stefanie with her scorpion-like tail, knocking her out before dragging her down-stairs into the lab, with the Aykroyd characters following her. Tom Everett, Austin Milbarge ,Elwood, and Grocer were helping her. ‘You’ve brought us another subject for the experimentation process.’ ‘Indeed I have, boys. Boys, meet Stephanie. She has Extreme Hypocrite Disorder and needs to be fixed.’

“We can do that.”

“As can I…I figured since this one loves Dan so much, how about she becomes him?”

“Oooh, that is such a clever idea.”

The koala-girl placed Stephanie on a table and turned on a machine of sorts which binded her in place, she chanted as dark supernatural energy entered her body, Stephanie squirmed and tried to break free but before she could, invisible needles were jammed into her arm, which caused her to yelp in pain.

She then saw what appeared to be brown hairs growing on her arms, as her arms broadened, the hairs were on her hands too as her hands enlarged and her skin matured, a ring popped off one of her fingers and shattered on the floor as she screamed. ‘What’s going on? My ring…my boyfriend got me that one as a gift.’ ‘Oh you won’t be needing that at all.’

“What?”

The changes spread through her body as a couple buttons on her top popped off while her chest and torso broadened, her breasts retracted into the former as hair grew on her chest and stomach. ‘Aaaw no, not my figure, how am I going to be attractive to my mutuals, if I don’t have my figure?’ She groaned as her stomach broadened and her hips retracted in size, as her privates altered into the more masculine variant.

There were a couple of crunching sounds as her back and shoulders broadened and she slowly grew in height to 6’1, her neckline altered while her hair darkened a little in color and shortened, as her shoes burst open while her feet enlarged, two of the toes sticking together and giving her the appearance of having webbed toes. She felt her face as it altered, her forehead growing a bit as her brow altered and her eyebrows thickened, her left eye turning from blue-ish to greenish while the other turned brown, giving her heterochromia. ‘I’m a monster…’ ‘Why yes, you are. You are indeed a monster but you’re getting better.’

She groaned as her nose broadened and developed a cleft in the middle of it, she felt her rear plumping up a little…’Oh yes, the sexiest part of turning, Eukie definitely thinks so too.’ Of course she didn’t need a mirror to see that she was turning into Dan as her features morphed into an identical copy of his and her voice altered, deepening and contorting, developing Dan’s signature voice and tone.

“There we go, it’s a success.”

“What have you done to me?”

“Well since you love Dan Aykroyd so much, we’ve turned you into him.”

‘You monster, this isn’t fair, turn me back or else.’ ‘Or else what? You’re going to talk about it to your friends, calling me insane?’ Eucalyptus sneered. ‘I am seriously going to do that.’ ‘Nobody is going to believe you, not your friends, not your family, no one.’

“But…”

“Why would they believe someone who they don’t even know?”

Stephanie attempted to berate Eucalyptus for what she had done only for Eucalyptus to chuckle. ‘Aaaaw i’m sorry, but I cannot take your empty threats seriously when you look and sound like Dan. You just sound so cute when you try to be tough.’ ‘What?’ ‘Oh yes, come here you, Dr Eucalyptus has special huggle treatments just for you.’

A sinister smile crept across Eucalyptus’s face as she got closer and closer to Stephanie before stretching her arms to inhumanly long lengths and pulling her or ‘him’ in this case in for a hug. ‘There there, it’s okay, I know this sounds like i’m torturing you but I am doing this to help you, and clearly that old persona of yours was way too annoying and stubborn. So I fixed that a little too.’

“What do you mean by that?”

Stephanie pondered what the koala-girl meant by that but as she or ‘he’ did, she realized that she partially had been given half of Dan Aykroyd’s personality and mannerisms. ‘That’s what I meant by fixing you, you are much nicer like this.’ She was still herself but now she was a lot nicer and she realized what she had done was a mistake. ‘I am sorry I acted the way I did.’ ‘There there, you’re all better now. But there’s two more people you have to apologize to.’

Just then Nathan appeared next to someone who appeared to be another doctor, but the doctor pulled at his face like it were a mask and revealed himself to be the actual Dan Aykroyd underneath. ‘Danny?’ ‘Yes, Stephanie..I heard about what you said. I appreciate that you were thinking of me and all but you were very selfish with me,I am not yours to be controlled, nothing and no one can control me, physical, spectral or otherwise.’ ‘I realize that I have been selfish. Sorry Dan, I should have let others have you too because sharing is caring.’ ‘And what about me?’ ‘Oh alright Nate, I am sorry for insulting your tastes and your stories, I realize now that some people actually do enjoy these sort of stories and that is perfectly fine.’

“There you go, all is better now.”

“Thanks.”

Stephanie/Dan left the hospital and she/he left a much better person as Doctor Eucalyptus smiled. ‘Ah, another happy patient. I love my job.’ She hummed to herself as she went to go and check on another patient. ‘You did a good job Dr Eukie.’ ‘Thanks.’

After she went back to check on another patient, the scene cut to a Tales From The Crypt style bookend of Dan Aykroyd as a horror host. ‘Well then, did you all enjoy this story? I did. Nathan certainly got what he wanted in the end, poor Thomas finally got to know how it felt to be a real pain in the neck but at least he got to appear in the final CUT.’

Dan laughed at his own horror related pun as he held up Thomas’s head…’And also I really got to HAND it to Doctor Eucalyptus for her absolutely top tier treatment of her patients.’ He picked up a severed hand and waved it around for a little bit. ‘You will be happy to know that I have picked Stephanie to be my substitute whenever i’m unavailable, and she does a bang up job, nobody even knows she used to be female. That’s Dr Eucalyptus for you, a true miracle worker. She no longer has anything wrong with her attitude or her head…I think you’ll find she prefers this as opposed to how she used to be, and she learned her lesson. Remember, be careful how you simp. Because some of your mutuals may not agree with you, in fact that you’ll find that the only thing they mutually agree on is that they want you dead, or just to have your head on a plate in general. But don’t worry, she gets to keep hers. Oh don’t you just love it when someone gives you head and lets you keep it?’

He did a Cryptkeeper-esque laugh as he looked over at his table of heads in jars including the dad from The Suicide Shop, the Rankin Bass version of Dracula, the Child Catcher, and Ed Grimley and even one of Martin Short in general. ‘For now we can relax, but there are more stories to come, and of course with more stories come more ways to bring the scares and to teach a lesson they won’t so forget. So I hope you’ll come visit again next time for another special bedtime scarytale, of corpse I will always be here to tell them.’

Doctor Eucalyptus laughed…’I love your horror related puns, Dan.’ ‘Thanks Eukie, and thanks for letting me be the host for this end segment, you really do an amazing job.’ ‘Coming from you Dan, it means a lot.’

Dan turned to give one more speech…’Remember, simping over a famous person or character is alright, just don’t be too rabid about it because there can be dire consequences to your actions, and also remember it never pays to be a hypocrite, if you attack others, expect them to do the same to you…and leave you in…pieces. And look, here are some pieces of someone now. Any parting words? I didn’t think so. Then again, kind of hard to keep your head straight when you’re all in pieces anyway. But nevermind, hope tonight’s story provided you with some real top tier screams. Good night, and don’t let the monsters bite, or rather do…because they might find that you taste good!’

“Oh absolutely.”

‘And one more thing, be careful about who you call a freak in middle ghoul, for they might turn out to be the one that leads you to your undoing and of course, you probably won’t even have a leg to stand on, at least not anymore you won’t.’ He gave one more Cryptkeeper-esque laugh as his bit ended and thus so does our story in general. Remember, simping over a famous person or character is alright, just don’t be too rabid about it because there can be dire consequences to your actions, and also remember it never pays to be a hypocrite, if you attack others, expect them to do the same to you…and leave you in…pieces.

Not everyone has to conform to what is normal, fandoms in general tend to always have a crazy one in the bunch, and if there isn’t one, chances are, you are that one, but don’t worry I am sure Eucalyptus and Dan both know where you can get a head check. You’ll come in as you were, but will come out a totally reformed person. If not, you’ll be a total different person in general when you come out.

Kinkshaming others for their specific quirks can definitely lead to dire and horrifying consequences, so be careful what you say, or you might yourself in your very own scarytale with an ending that is definitely twisted in so many ways.

[ghostdrafts]

Can I ask some headcanons about being in a relationship with Gar Logan? He's my comfort character and there's so few content about him T^T

Oh, I feel your struggle, anon! Gar is also one of my comfort characters and there’s not enough appreciation for him, so I hope you enjoy!

Requests open

Summary: Garfield Logan dating gn!reader

Okay, let’s start with one simple fact. When I say that dating Gar is like dating your best friend, it’s because he is your best friend. He wouldn’t be the kind of guy to make a sudden move out of the blue. He takes the time to get to know you and build a bond of mutual trust

He would spend months pining over you, but he’d never directly make his feelings known, but when you’re with him, he has a way of making you feel like the most important person in the world. He remembers the little things. What makes you laugh so hard soda nearly shoots out of your nose, the toppings you like on your pizza, your favorite movies and the victory dance you do when you beat him at some random video game.

If he lets you win on purpose, that’s nobody’s business.

The thing is that he just likes spending time with you. He likes seeing you smile and knowing that it’s because of him, but when it comes to who makes the first move, you’d probably have to spell it out for him before he finally gets the idea that you like him back.

You only officially date for about two weeks before he blurts out the L-word.

There’s no big confession or grand declaration. It just slips out on the spot, over the tiniest thing.

He immediately spirals into a panic of apologies and assurance that there’s no pressure for you to say it back, with self-scolding scattered into the mix, because I don’t know why I said that. Why would I say that?

If you do say it back, he’ll melt on the spot. He’ll pause for a moment, like he’s not even sure he heard you correctly- he can barely hear anything over the sound of his own heart racing like it’s trying to get away- but once it sinks in, prepare to be tackled with affectionate kisses and mumbled declarations of endearment, over and over again.

He spends the twenty minutes kissing every part of you he can get to, telling you how much he loves you and all the reasons why, how special you are to him and that you’re just amazing, overall.

His love language varies between physical touch, quality time, and acts of service. He falls somewhere between the three and will actively express each one of them in different ways.

He’s always touching you in some way. Whether you’re holding hands or your ankles are hooked together, sometimes he just touches you in a playful way- he’ll play with your hair, squish your cheeks, tickle you.

Nap dates are definitely a thing. Dick never mentions it when he stumbles upon you and Gar in his tiger form, passed out together, giant green cat cuddled around you protectively, but purring away. Kory doesn’t have the same good grace not to bring it up.

As far as other dates go, it varies from nights in with take out and nature documentaries to trips to the arcade and ice cream.

He would be so proud to show you off and let everyone know that you’re his! All bouncy and giddy with the brightest smile, introducing you as his partner. Even strangers. He would be that guy, saying ‘hold on, let me ask my s/o what they want’ when ordering food

He would also be extremely protective. If you ever get hurt, he has a hard time keeping his composure. It would take more than one person to talk him down, but he wouldn’t leave your side for anything. He’s staying right there.

Matching pajamas. Midnight snacks. Blanket forts and cheesy B-list movies. 80 different cuddle positions in the span of one night that usually result in all the blankets getting kicked off, but it’s okay, because he practically radiates heat.

All in all, Gar is just the best boyfriend anyone can ever ask for

[natewriteslol]

Hey! Could i request the dorm leaders with an esper MC? Kinda like Mob psycho or Saiki k :) and maybe they don't really use this ability of theirs that much since in their world they're literally a teen who's trying to live a normal life(like Mob basically), so nobody knew about their psychic powers except Grim since the mirror said that he couldnt sense any magic in them(i'm pretty sure that psychic powers don't really count as magic but idk lol).

Feel free to ignore if you don't wanna write it! :)

 A/N: Ooh this was a fun one! I haven't watched Mob Psycho (I know about that fine ass blonde man-) but I have watched Saiki k and I loved it, still need to finish it tho jlafljhdas 

Characters: Kalim Al-Asim, Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Vil Schoenheit, Azul Ashengrotto, Idia Shroud, Malleus Draconia

P.S: I’m so sorry this is so long omg but I guess this is a strong comeback-

Warnings: none except for language

Riddle:

-You wanted to stay as far away as possible from him

-Riddle was part of the trio of people you wanted to stay away from: Riddle, Vil, and Azul

-Riddle paid so much attention to fine details that if something was up, he'd definitely notice it

-But unfortunately you were best friends with the two goobers of Heartslabyul: Ace and Deuce

-And Riddle had started to pay attention to you and your habits, and something was off with you

-It's almost as though you tried too hard to be normal, like Jamil

-And he could never let something like that happen again, so yes he was watching you

-One day you accidently slipped up and was irresponsible with your powers

-Grim was bothering you since he got into a deal with Azul for tuna and they were standing outside with the twins, since Grim lost

-You told him to fend for himself and teleported, however you didn’t plan where you would go

-And you teleported into the Heartslabyul dorm

-What sucks is that your teleportation power was literally flashy with a bright ass green light every time you popped in somewhere

-Just when you thought you were lucky since the whole dorm was uninhabited...except for Riddle who watched the whole thing

-He was completely shocked, he didn’t know what to say other than “What did you just do?!” 

-You explained to him, and that just pieced everything together

-How you solved overblots with such ease, and that one day you had a “strength potion to test for Azul” was such bs!

-Riddle ends up keeping your secret, since he values your privacy but if you do something major and mess up then he will tell!

-”I understand but please be more careful with your powers. I need to institute discipline and you are no exception, Y/N.”

-He really does care about you and doesn’t want you to be found out 

-Goes the extra mile to cover for you often, and in exchange you help him out with things :)

Leona:

-He didn't really care about you at first but as you started to hang Jack and Ruggie, Leona started to get more suspicious

-Your scent had proven that you had some trace of magic, but Leona just couldn't put his finger on it

-So he sent Ruggie after you for a couple of days

-If you were a threat to Savanaclaw, Leona would crush you

-But Ruggie had only reported back that everything with you was perfectly normal

-"Just give it up Leona, they're just an ordinary human. The scent is probably weird because they're from a completely different world."

-But Leona still had that feeling, so he was keeping an eye on you

-You had made a deal with Crowley to keep your powers secret to solve problems on campus (it did cut repair costs and handymen costs in half so-)

-Your new quest was to rid the forest of the Angolo fungus that was manifesting into living fungus blobs 

-The one thing that gave you away was Grim, as you both had to stop by the Greenhouse to read some info about the fungus

-The cat beast was being far too loud, not understanding why he had to go and mess around with the icky fungus

-You simply replied “It’ll be quick, I’ll just use Hydrokinesis and dry out the fungus since they’re mainly filled with water. They become fertilizer once dried so we can just leave them there.”

-And there Leona was, ears perked up once he heard your voice

-Hydrokinesis? What are you talking about?

-So he set off, following you to the forest

-You started to fly, turning the once green and lively fungus to brown dust while Grim napped against a tree

-Leona for the first time in the while, was left speechless

-Once you noticed him, you realized you had to talk to him

-Confronting him later on, luckily Leona didn’t spill to anyone 

-He promised to never tell anyone about what he saw, and had no clapbacks for what you had to say 

- Leona doesn’t even benefit from this secret...besides mayyybee one day asking for your help if his pride lets him

-By the Great Seven why does everything have to not be in his favor-

Azul:

-Another one who you have got to be careful around, since he’s incredibly observant

-More observant than Riddle

-Azul noticed that you’re an incredibly average person, and were incredibly relaxed even during the most stressful situations

-And almost every single time whenever you were in a tight spot, it works in your favor

-Just how is that possible? Solving overblots left and right? Every single time you disappeared the infestation of magical beasts are gone? 

-One day, you were getting picked on by a three guys, their stature far above yours and incredibly strong. How could you possibly win?

-Just as he was about to scoop in a save you, you slammed one of the men into the concrete, taking on the other two by electrocuting them, the blue lightning buzzing in your palms

-They were completely knocked out, dusting off your palms and picking up your things only to face Azul’s eyes

-After giving an explanation of what that was, he was still speechless

-Azul at first was incredibly shocked and then since Azul is Azul... later on realized this had benefits

-He could just blackmail you to be his new bodyguard!

-Oh how he always manages to bend life to his will-!

-So you could just wipe his memory... or turn him into stone...nvm

-You’re now Azul’s arch nemesis since you end up saving people from his scamming and you’re basically untouchable and there’s nothing he can do about it

-But he does find your great strength admirable (and a lil hot, I mean what can u say seeing someone floating in the air with electricity flowing through them is a nice look okay Nate shut up)

Kalim: 

-Oh Kalim my beloved

-He just thinks that you’re incredibly talented and a little mysterious

-You have your little quirks and he has his! Who is he to judge?

-Until one day you wanted to make the load lighter on Jamil, since the berries that Kalim had requested for were only in season in one country

-You decided to just teleport and then come back with the berries so Kalim wouldn’t be pouty 

-You were outside the door ready to teleport when last minute you felt a hand on your shoulder

- “Oh Y/N you forgot-!”

-And there both you and Kalim were, in a berry field thousands of miles away from the Scarabia dorm

-Kalim screams, falling to the lush green of the field

-What happened?! Where are we?! How did you do that?!

-You quickly gathered all the berries at light speed, making sure that you got back before Jamil realized that you were gone

-Kalim wasn’t scared of you, rather impressed that you were able to keep a secret for that long, he could never!

-You’re already super cool, and on top of this you have otherwordly powers!

- “It must’ve been stressful living your life like this! But don’t worry, I’ll keep your secret!”

-Yes he sometimes asks you to perform some of your powers for him, sorry Y/N-

Vil:

-While you were his friend, he was incredibly suspicious of you

-Even though you wiped everyone’s memory, he still had the faint memory of when he was in overblot mode of you blasting him with a beam of light

-Vil was incredibly upset as one of his assistants had mixed up his items, and left one of his vital skincare items on the set of where they were filming a new commercial

-It was being shipped and would take 3 days to reach NRC

-His mood was horrible and you had to do something about it to give grace to the Pomefiore dorm

-So you went to the second story of the Pomefiore dorm, ready to use Apport (the power to pull anything before you) 

-However, Vil felt incredibly guilty

-He was acting like a child and he shouldn’t have taken it out on the people who he loves and values

- “Y/N, how I was acting was incredibly inappropriate and- is that my moisturizer? How did you get it?”

-Starts freaking out as this was impossible as it was on it’s way from being shipped from another country

-This was the last straw for him ther was no justification for this that wasn't done by some form of magic

-He takes you to his room to make you sit down and give him an explanation for this

-Once you finished, Vil understood but was still freaked out

-He cares alot about keeping your powers a secret and will cover for you

-"So my aport powers need to exchange something of equal value so... I exchanged it with that Scucci purse over there-

-"MY LIMITED EDITION SCUCCI PURSE?!"

-He loves you, but you're dead to him, Y/N dear

Idia:

-Before he knew you, he didn't really notice anything off with you

-A little quiet sure but he minded his own business, he had bigger things to focus on

-Until you hung around Ignihyde more often for a project, fixing a huge generator by yourself for one of your partners for a project

-They took a break only after you told them that they could and apprehensive went to go get food and water

-Anyone with eyes could see that there's an overbearing amount of energy flowing through the fairly large sized cube

-Wait, you were wearing no gloves, you could get electrocuted! Why would have your bare hands on something like that?!

-Just as he was able to yell, it was too late, your whole body was flowing with the bright blue energy... and then you let go

-You were walking completely fine, you went and held a random wire on the ground, placing the electricity inside

-The static from your hair was gone, and you looked completely normal. . .

-Just what the hell are you?

-He did hours of research trying to figure you out, even sending Ortho to monitor you

-Yet there was nothing, you were just a “regular teen” 

-Was ready to get S.T.Y.X.S on your ass- (is that too soon to joke abt my bad overblot boys-)

-Until one day he caught you again bending electricity to your will

-Is incredibly impressed with your power (lowkey wanting to experiment on you)

-After he realizes that you can read minds Idia is so damn frightened

- “O-Okay I promise not to say anything, just don’t tell anyone what I’m thinking a-alright?!”

Malleus:

-You were one of the only people who he trusted

-Malleus had always detected some form of magical aura that was otherworldly from you and it never seemed to fade

-And it wasn’t often, but it was almost like you knew what he was thinking

-Whenever he was deeply upset he felt a twinge of energy from you, and then you would insist and help him out with his problems

-And he flat out says “Are you reading my mind, Y/N?”

-You had never been directly outed like this before, you felt horrible 

-You never read people’s minds unless it was very necessary

-whenever Malleus felt deeply gloomy you felt like it was important to just read his mind and help him with the problem

-You explained it to him and apologized, but he wasn’t upset

-In fact, he was smiling?

- “It seems like we have alot of things that we’re hiding from each other. But... you always had the best intentions whenever you used your abilities”

-He let out a sigh and reluctantly admitted, “And, I know that I’m quite stubborn with revealing my feelings.” 

- “I will keep your secret as long as you keep mine, Child of Man,” the dragon fae said, you both shaking on it

- “I always had a feeling that you were special, but I never thought it would be something of this caliber...” 

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Necromancer reader finding Spamton dead body, if you don’t mind writing that?

I don't mind at all. In fact I'm using this as my excuse to write Salt Route stuff aaeeee

.......

Dark, yet darker.

That was the only way you could describe the state of Cyber World as you ventured through it, passing by empty storefronts and Darkners searching for their loved ones, not even reacting to the presence of a Lightner like yourself.

The sky above no longer glowed with green meridian lines. Everything just seemed so....dead. As though an Internet outage happened all around the Light World. Even the cars and flashy advertisements had vanished, so you were initially worried that was the case.

Though as you started noticing more and more dust piles scattered around, you began to wonder if there was some force inside this Dark World that was to blame instead.

You've read about this sort of thing, with the deaths of Monsters in general: when their SOUL ceases to exist, their bodies turn to dust soon after "falling down"--another term for a coma they can't naturally be brought out of.

But you didn't know that applies down here, too. Back in the Card World, any Darkners Susie struck quickly fled before they could be too badly injured. No matter how quick or strong the blow was...they always ran away, so it's physically impossible to kill a Darkner.

Unless something stronger than Susie was capable of killing them instantly.

So you did some backtracking to figure out what happened here, to this once bright and busy city. And what insane idiot would think to bring harm to all these people.

The peculiar stench of salt clung to the air, filling your senses, though not enough that it was too much to bear.

But why salt of all things?

And where was Susie, Ralsei, and Kris anyway?

You had so many question and no one to answer-

"Lightner..."

The sudden grasp on your arm made you freeze, tensing up as you cautiously looked to see an Ambyu-Lance had caught your attention. Although you were worried about them wanting a fight, they didn't seem to be looking for one. Far from that, actually, as you studied them:

They didn't have their usual stern glare, but instead pure exhaustion in their eyes. Their body armor and needle were both rusted and dull. No hammer was in their grasp either, and the pink liquid in their syringe sloshed around as they looked side to side, as though expecting a surprise attack.

Then they leaned closer to you. "Please..we-" They coughed for a moment. "-we are in dire need of help. All hands on deck. Our patients are..f-falling down faster than we can help. This is a state of great emergency."

Any efforts to keep their authoritarian demeanor were faltering. They must've been desperate if they needed you for medical assistance.

You couldn't ignore someone in need, and so you followed the Ambyu-Lance to a makeshift tent, where wounded Cyber Darkners have gathered. It was here that you finally learned another Lightner and some puppet salesman Darkner started killing anyone standing in their way...or, rather, the former commanded the latter to.

One of the Addisons who were hiding when this all happened elaborated further, saying that Darkner used to be their friend: Spamton. And he was acting like a mindless slave to a Lightner who ordered him to kill one of his own with the point of a finger.

This situation became more horrifying than you could've imagined.

This was straight up..a massacre.

Even worse? Nobody has heard from Queen, so they had no idea what to do now. The only good thing was that the Dark Fountain was still flowing, but just by looking at the miserable states of these people...you wondered if sealing it would be a better fate than leaving them all in such despair.

The Ambyu-Lance who brought you here led you to a limp Tasque, which had a wound with large sharp teeth markings on its torso. It looked like something took a bite out of it, as you could see its insides were just blue circuit boards.

It wasn't moving, or even breathing.

"This is one of the few Tasques we found. We recovered Manager's whip, but no other trace of her and....I-I don't know if there's anything more I can do for this one."

"It's okay. You're doing great. I'll see what I can do." You knelt down in front of the digital cat, noting its HP was at zero. But remarkably it hadn't turned to dust, so you had a chance to save it.

Thanks to your staff being infused with revive dust and mint crystals, it could revive anyone and turn them into your ally. As long as you had enough TP, you never had to worry about running out, though you did keep the actual items on-hand in case your friends needed them.

Yet your pockets remained full.

Muttering a small incantation, your staff glowed as you waved it over the Tasque's body, watching the golden dust fall down onto it. And just like that, it was revived as though it were one of your party members.

There was just one problem.

You were a necromancer, not a healer.

This was your ideal-self, after all, considering how much media about the undead and dark magic you've consumed over the years. Books, video games, you name it. It was..definitely an unhealthy amount. Until now you didn't think all that knowledge would be useful.

Though you can understand the Ambyu-Lance's shock when the Tasque rose to its feet, eyes full of static and its meow becoming a hoarse glitchy noise. It didn't even sound like a meow at all. Not to mention its wound was merely covered by a glitchy transparent layer of fur.

With a somber smile, you stroked its head. "Good kitty."

You looked at the Ambyu-Lance and sighed, digging into your pockets and offering some healing items, including bottles of revive dust. "I'm sorry, I can't do much to heal their wounds. But these should help."

They simply nodded and took them, thanking you for the donations before they went back to tending to other Darkners.

With the undead Tasque by your side, you continued on your journey, now determined to find these culprits.

You weren't sure what would happen if you did encounter them. You could summon allies if need be to protect yourself, but you'd rather talk things out and find some reason for a massacre on this scale.

Though the Addison's words reminded you that this other Lightner could command someone to kill...but you didn't want to believe it was Kris.

So you tried to think of other possible candidates:

'Susie?' No. She charges headfirst into fights. There's no way she would she hide behind somebody like a coward.

'Noelle?' Definitely not. She couldn't be capable of doing something like this.

'Berdly?' Nah. He talked your ear off about impressing Queen so why would he make some random Darkner kill her subjects?

Unfortunately, Kris seemed to be the prime suspect. And it was strange that you haven't seen them anywhere in so long. If Queen was truly missing, they could have easily gone to the fountain to seal it.

So..why haven't they?

As you pondered over these thoughts, your Tasque meowed and froze in a state of fear, hiding behind your legs. You looked at it, seeing their fur standing straight up as they stared down an alleyway and at...a body.

Sure enough it was some small humanoid Darkner with black hair and a tattered coat, laying facedown in a heap of trash next to the dumpster. You could see a neon painting of a tree on the wall, but you ignored that and approached the person worriedly.

Despite the Tasque weakly tugging on your robe in protest, you went closer and saw something connected to them on a weird chain of blue spheres.

It looked like..a giant heart, larger than this person's stature.

Kneeling down, you set your staff on the ground and used both hands to gently roll them onto their back. Just so you could see what they look like.

And your own heart sunk at the sight.

The poor thing had broken glasses, scuffed joints, scratched-off paint on its cheeks, and a puppet-like jaw hanging open.

Wait...

A puppet?

With a sudden burst of fear and adrenaline, you stood back up and clutched your staff. You could feel your very SOUL trembling as you saw the face of the heart, too:

Sharp teeth. Like those Darkners at the tent spoke of.

Judging from how scared your Tasque was, there was no doubt this was the guy--Spamton--who murdered so many of his own kind. But he seemed to be dead, too, now. You wondered why.

Suicide? Exhaustion?

Judging from the dry tears marring his face, those seemed to be the obvious answers. If what the Addison mentioned about him being coerced into killing was true, then the guilt probably made him choose to end it all. Or he just collapsed here after his body gave out before he could make that choice.

Either way, something compelled you to revive him, even though you worried about how he might react. You didn't stick around long enough to hear his life story, so you didn't know what to expect when he opened his eyes.

Hopefully he can tell you what happened, but if he got hostile you could summon allies at the snap of your fingers. You didn't want to hurt him though..you just wanted answers.

Spamton eventually stirred awake, groaning as he clutched his head.

"K-Kris...please..I-I CAN'T TAKE [These Sweet Deals] ANYMORE.." He started blabbering, shakily grabbing the chain of his heart and pushing it back into his chest. "ALL I WANTED WERE MY [[$4.99]] KEYS BUT IT WAS TOO MUCH FOR YOU HUH?!!! WAS IT--WAS IT--WAS IT NOT ENOUGH [Savings]?!! NOT ENOUGH [Get Outta Town Vacations] FOR YOU?!!!"

"Keys? All this for some..keys?" You murmured to yourself, bewildered by what you were hearing.

"KRIS, YOU'RE [Killing Me] HERE!! WHY ARE YOU [[B-B-BuY HerE HeRe HERE]?!! I'M DONE! CONTRACT'S EXPIRED!! WHY WHY WHY CAN'T YOU [Let Me Go]?!" Between panicked breaths he scrambled to his feet, trying to run away, but he slipped on his own trash pile.

You gently grabbed ahold of him before he could faceplant into it again, trying to calm him down. But it wasn't helping that he was acting like a kicking and screaming toddler. "Hey, hey, it's alright."

"NO, NO, NO!! YOU DO NOT WANT TO SEE [What Happens Next Will Shock You]!! I'M NOT...A-AFRAID TO GIVE YOU SOME [[Bargains That'll Drive You Wild]]! DON'T THINK YOU CAN JUST USE ME AND DROP ME LIKE THE [[Rotten Slime]] I AM!! GO BEFORE [You're Next (2011)]]!!"

"No, I'm not going anywhere."

"A-AND..AND WHY NOT?"

"Because I'm not Kris. And I know it's not your fault."

All of the sudden he stopped flailing, going completely silent as his arms fell limp. He stared up at you, realizing that you're indeed not Kris. "L-LiGhtner..?" He muttered, shocked to see someone in front of him who isn't immediately dead.

He was used to not speaking to anyone but Kris. Only seeing them all as "enemies".

"I'm [y/n]. A necromancer. I brought you back to life but...I can't exactly heal your injuries." You fixed his hair a little, frowning. "They..really made you hurt people and dropped you?"

Somehow, the color of his shattered glasses was restored as he started...laughing. He's laughing so hard, tears ran down his face and replaced the previously dry ones.

"[Y/N]..[Y/N]..YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT. JUST USE YOUR [Voodoo Magic] TO PUT ME [Six-Feet] UNDER AGAIN WHY DON'TCHA? IT'S THE ONLY PLACE LEFT FOR ME. I [100% Guarantee] YOU DON'T WANNA SEE MY [Cardio Workout Routine] BITE YOU AND YOUR ZOMBIES IN THE [Hyperlink Blocked]."

"Cardio..? Oh, that heart-looking thing? How are you even able to contain that within yourself?"

"EVEN I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT IT COULD DO, KID. IT WAS [Killing Me] EVERY TIME I GOT THE WORD TO USE IT!! I...I-I had no choice..th-their voice only became louder and louder..and my vision dark..yet darker..and in the end, I couldn't even make them proud of me..." His voice became quieter, with less spam mail jargon interrupting him. "I'm useless..and deserve to rot here.."

Although you didn't exactly understand why Kris made him do this..you understood that he wasn't a brutal murderer. He was a victim of manipulation. Simple as that.

"Well, for what it's worth..I don't think you deserve to rot."

"....THAT'S [#%&#%] AND YOU KNOW IT!! LOOK...LOOK AT THIS." Shakily raising his hand, you saw a green ring of thorns on his finger, piercing his plastic flesh. Dried oil, or blood, seemed to be oozing from it. "MY [[COMMEMORATIVE RING]] WASNT ENOUGH!!! I COULD [[Guarantee Myself Maximum Power]] IN EXCHANGE FOR [Lifetime of Misery]!! HURTS LIKE A MOTHER[[Truck Sale]] AND..I-I...I..!!!"

Though he was gradually silenced when you set a gentle hand on top of his head. He averted his gaze, more tears welling behind his glasses.

"I'M A [Ruined Man], [Y/N]. DO ME A FAVOR AND JUST PUT ME DOWN. WHY EVEN [Raise My Rates] LIKE THIS?"

"Well..I know what you did wasn't good at all." You pointed out. "Though you realized it was wrong and..the fact you aren't hurting me now shows you're willing to not do that again. Tell me, do you still hear their voice?"

"..NO, I...I DON'T."

"Then you're free from their clutches, Spamton. You don't have to listen to them anymore. I brought you back not just to find out what happened, but to give you a second chance."

"..........."

"You can stay with me if you want. I can guarantee your safety. But if not, I'll at least help you find a better place to stay than this dump. Or we can just...play it by ear and see how things go. The choice is yours, bud."

All you got was a nod, and you thought you heard him sniffling.

"Also um..may I hug you? Again it's totally up to you. No pressure." You offered with a smile, seeing him look up at you. "I just..want you to believe me when I say I'm not afraid of you. Plus, you look like you could use one after all you've been through."

He gave another silent nod, this time more hesitant.

Relieved, you put your arms around him, hoping the warmth of your robe would help soothe him. As horrendous as he smelled, and despite seeing remnants of dust on his coat, you knew this is what he needed more than anything right now.

But from Spamton's perspective, this was something he was downright terrified of. To the point of that horrible memory resurfacing:

A hug from Blue Addison...ending with the ravenous Heartbreaker ripping their body in half. Their screams still rang in his ears, much like that damned telephone, as it wasn't an instant death. With regular "enemies"? Yeah, but not so much "vendors".

He wanted this so badly..though at the same time he couldn't bring himself to move, fearing that it's just going to happen all over again.

He lets his guard down, hears their voice, sees the heart-shaped behemoth loom over you from behind, and then...you're gone.

Whatever hope he had left would be gone.

Yet..nobody rose their voice. And nothing but your Tasque companion lingered behind you.

He didn't feel dread or discomfort, or the cold feeling of someone glaring daggers of impatience into his back. Instead he felt the warm touch of you rubbing his back, easing the aches of all those times Heartbreaker put such a strain on him.

He only heard your voice telling him that he was safe. He could make his own choices now.

But nothing stuck to him more than your reassurance that he was free.

Free...that's all he ever wanted. He never wanted any of this.

He thought he died a vile, disgusting abomination. But you decided he was worthy of forgiveness, bringing him back and promising him that things were gonna be alright.

You dressed like the grim reaper, but you were actually an angel in disguise.

A literal angel who found this broken, wretched demon and saved his life when everyone else left him to rot...alone, forgotten, and hated.

Finally he allowed himself to relax. He tucked his face into the crook of your neck, nuzzling deep into the cotton material of your hood. He nearly suffocated himself in doing so, but he just couldn't help it.

You were so warm, so kind, so loving...to a vile thing like himself.

And just when he thought he ran out of tears to cry, they flowed out. He sobbed harder than he ever did in his life, jointed fingers grasping desperately at your robe.

It mattered not that you were someone he only met a few minutes ago.

What mattered was that he couldn't smell the salt anymore.

[miekasa]

your dad!levi headcanons made my day. would you happen to have any thoughts about dad!eren?🥺

Unfortunately... I do 🤒🤒 he’d be such a determined but fun dad, like I don’t think he'd be completely lax, but he's not an authoritarian either, but he definitely butts heads with his kids when they get a little older and more rambunctious, and you gotta remind him to be patient with them because... because they're exactly how he was when he was 8 😭😭

He was stupid excited when he found out you were gonna have kids. Like, way more excited than you thought he’d be; you’ve maybe mentioned kids in passing or casually, and he was never negative about the prospect of them, but he had never shown this level of excitement before.

He gets even more excited when you find out you’re having twins. And then reality hits him that you’re having twins. That means two of them. At the same time. Yeah, he might have been excited about one, but two... the whole dad thing really kicks in right there. 

He has this period of time where he’s definitely still supporting you and being positive throughout your pregnancy, but then he’ll lay awake at night scared shitless of the fact that he’s gotta raise two kids. He starts freaking out so bad, Mikasa has to slap some sense into him. 

He’s losing it one night at her place, completely having a downward spiral of doubt and anxiety, going off about what ifs and how maybe you’d be better with someone else being a dad to them and Mika literally slaps him to shut him up. “You are going to be a dad to those kids, and you’re gonna be a good one, too, Eren. Nobody’s saying you won’t fuck up, but you’ll have help along the way.” 

He feels better after that (his cheek hurts like hell for two days tho), and the reassurance from Mikasa and you really does help, and he’s back on track to bouncing off the walls about having kids. 

Obsessed with the concept of baby clothes (“Babe, are they really gonna be this tiny??”), but he doesn’t understand the sizing of them. Is there really that big of a difference between four month olds and ten month olds?? He hasn’t grown that much in six months, why would they?? 

Don’t even get him started on baby shoes, he thinks those are completely ridiculous: “Their toes are gonna be the size of my pupils, why would we put shoes on them?? That’s dumb, we’ll just get those fuzzy socks to keep em warm when they’re cold, I don’t wanna squash their growing toes.” 

He cries when he holds them for the first time, because, they are, predictably, tiny. Tinier that he ever could have thought imaginable; he can hold is son and his daughter with one hand each and it’s an incredibly tender and heartwarming and humbling thing to him. 

He literally cried more than you throughout the whole delivery, too. He was a complete emotional wreck; happy and jittery one moment, anxious and nervous the next, crying no matter what, and yeah, he might have passed out once or twice, but don’t mention it. 

Gives the twins a “house tour” when you take them home from the hospital, narrating it every bit of the way. He holds them both to his chest, slowly parading around your house like, “And this is the kitchen, and this is the fridge where we keep your baby mush. It tastes bad, I tried it, but hopefully you’ll like it.” 

Your daughter looks like you, but also like Carla; and your son has damn near all of Eren’s features, and they both got his green eyes (lucky them). Eren is obsessed, and loves playing peek-a-boo with them. 

When his paternity leave is up, he figured he’d go back to work first and leave you at home with the kids to give you more time to rest and let your body have more time to adjust after giving birth. Half-way through his first day back, he calls out early under the pretenses of being sick because he misses you guys that much. 

He calls out sick for the remainder of the week too, and finally by Friday he sits down with you and is like, “I know we said I would go back to work first but I don’t think I can do it, babe. I wanna stay and hang out with them all day before they’re too big and have to go to school.”

And that, is essentially, how Eren comes to the conclusion that he wants to be a stay at home dad. It doesn’t surprise you, or anyone really, it was only a surprise to himself; but it was a surprise to him that nobody else was surprised. 

“What do you guys mean you ‘saw this coming?’” he questions you, Mikasa, and Armin sporadically, “I could have gone back to work if I wanted to!!” To which, you look around at his friends, before Armin finally speaks up, a slight roll to his eyes, “Eren, you can hardly leave them with me or Mikasa for two hours. How did you expect to make it through the work day.”

When they get a bit older, he’s the champ of playing games with them. Acts out the most dramatic “deaths” when he gets shot by a Nerf gun, becomes the most convincing doctor when playing fake hospital, and has learned a pretty damn impressive Mickey Mouse impression to entertain them. 

It’s your daughter that turns out to get most of Eren’s... determined personality. She might only be three years old, but she can argue with him as if she graduated from law school, and swears he never wins with her. How could he; it’s like arguing with himself, please they both stomp away and have to cool down after. 

They make up pretty quick tho, because Eren hates it when they’re mad in general, much less mad at him or you; and he sulks to you, borderline whining about how he doesn’t want her to hate him. You reassure him that she does not hate him, she’s just... feisty like he is. 

It’s her twin brother that consoles and calms her down, because he’s the more tame of the two. By the time Eren’s knocking on the door to their room to talk it out and apologize, she’s already knocked out, leaning up against her brother as they both take a nap. (It’s a sight that could bring him to tears, and he slowly closes the door and goes to cuddle up to you, while he waits for them to finish napping). 

He absolutely loves to lift them up, and even has they get bigger, he insists they’ll never be too big for him to hold them. Both he and the twins get a kick out of having them hang off his arms while he spins around in a circle like a little human sprinkler. 

Family picnics and/or beach days happen often, and more often than not, it ends up with Eren and the kids coercing (see: pulling) you to the water or to play with them.

By the end of the day, Eren’s laying on the blanket lazily eating a sandwich hich you’d packed earlier, with his son sat criss-cross on his stomach. He teases him by airplaining the sandwich near his mouth, only to take a bite of it himself after, because he adores the betrayed exclaimation of “Daddy! No fair!” Eren’s always sure to give him a bite for real after, and a little kiss on the head to make up for it. 

Your daughter sits in your lap, half-asleep, even tho moments before she was oh-so determined to play volleyball against her dad again (“And I’m gonna win, mommy, watch! Daddy’s tall, but I can win!”)

He lets them draw/color/paint on his back. He’ll just lay down on a blanket in the living room and let them go to town. Face painting, too, though that’s for when they’re a bit older; he learns the hard way that a two year old can have pretty rough hands. 

The complete and utter disappointment and betrayal in his eyes when he hears your son proclaim that he thinks Jean is “cool.” Eren has to take a lap, he can’t believe his own kin would say some shit like that. 

Your daughter loves Mikasa, thinks she’s the absolute best person in the world, and always asks if she can be the one to babysit. They both like Armin, too, but Armin’s gotta stay away from your son for a bit because for whatever reason, his blonde hair is very amusing to him, and the kid’s got a pretty strong grip. (“Stop bullying your Uncle Armin, it’s not his fault he’s blonde.”)

You often catch him doing push ups with either one or both of them on his back, and the kids fucking love it. They’re cheering him on, counting completely out of order about the amount of push-ups he’s done, and clapping every time he comes up again. It becomes his favorite workout. 

He swears they’re his best friends and his favorite people in the entire world. He does everything with them: getting the oil changed in his car, going to the store, picking up the mail. He just loves being around them and swears he’s gonna be the best dad for them.