#buuuutt there's no want to do that as of yet

[chasing-faith-and-fate]

did you get rid of your personal blog

Yeah, I was getting really sick of people yanking my art and posting it, I know taking the source isn't gonna get rid of what they've already taken but it's whatever. What's done is done.

I was loosing interest in that project too, feeling more dread and no joy in drawing on there anymore. Been thinking about deleting it for over a year now. Started a new one that was basically gonna be a reboot, but as soon as I started uploading I felt the dread creep back so that one got swiftly deleted too.

All the designs I did do are on my toy house now instead, where it's posted as intended; for me.

It wasn't my personal account, it was just my warriors design account that I lost interest and care for.

[solifloris]

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╰┈➤ ❝ CHAPTER ONE | kieran x mc!afab!reader

tags : general, no smut. canon references to first meeting. slight mentions of canon-typical violence. ~4.3k wc.

an : omg.. so... i did want to post this only once i had chapter 2 written a fair amount so that the time between the first two postings wouldn't be super far apart...... BUUUUTT........ :> happy valentine's hehe :> i just missed him lots so im dropping this before i head to sleep <3333333

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There were many things that one could do when faced with a figure, unconscious, laying at their feet.

Or beside them.

Or in front of them.

Or… one that they weren't quite aware of how they were seeing it in their general vicinity, but it was there nonetheless.

The vulnerability remained palpable. There were many, many possibilities… Ones that Kieran found himself facing, quite literally, every other hour that he peeked into the room… and every passing moment he stayed.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

He looked up to see Luke absentmindedly throwing and catching an orange in the airs, feet up against the table. And despite the fact that he was playing around with that orange, he had his head tilted back, eyes to the ceiling.

Bored.

Kieran knew that tone well.

"Just… Wait it out," he shrugged, slumping down on the seat beside him.

And it wasn't as if he wasn't bored either… Again his thoughts traveled, and his brows furrowed as he looked at the sleeping figure of you still on the bed.

There were many things that one could do when faced with a figure, unconscious—laying right there.

But that was not what they had been ordered.

"Wait it out, you say, but it's already been a day and nothing!"

Luke huffed.

Kieran watched as he caught the orange and set it down on the table rather harshly, a sure sign of frustration. He got up from his chair and began to pace the room, footsteps heavy rather than light, a click of his tongue heard resounding within the walls.

"It's just! There's gotta be a lot more fun happening out in the streets, right?! And we've been stuck here all day yesterday, and I dunno if I can do that again for another—"

"But Boss told us to take care of her."

"And we are taking care of her!!!!!!!"

With an exasperated air, he threw his hands up and gestured wildly towards the blanket covering your figure. A blanket they'd put on you themselves.

And again, Kieran's eyes flitted towards you.

Sitting much closer to the bed, he could see you pretty clearly—He noted the rise and fall of your chest; the shape of your eyes, the curl of your lashes… The way, despite what you'd gone through, you looked so… peaceful.

Sound asleep.

He sighed.

People were so vulnerable when they were sleeping.

He didn't know what happened in that room; neither he nor Luke had bothered much to press Sylus himself on what exactly had happened to you. Yet, he was almost sure it wouldn't have been rainbows and sunshine, definitely not in the N109 zone… And especially not if it was anything like what he and Luke had to go through to get Sylus' attention at all.

He wondered of the luxury you had to be able to sleep this way. Were you just—naive? Confident? Not everyone could drift off to such a peaceful rest, after all. In the end, he had no means of assessing of your strength, and yet… You were the girl who'd easily drank from the black glass.

Sylus' girl.

And Sylus didn't talk much about you to them, but it was plain for anyone to see that he'd taken interest. He would think—Perhaps, a girl with little to show for herself wouldn't have caught the boss's attention like that.

"Eh, well."

Kieran stood up and stretched, ignoring the way Luke's eyes seemed to bore holes into his skull out of disappointment. "Boss's orders will stay Boss's orders. Something happens to her? You and I both know we could be in for it."

Luke scoffed.

"You're not even doing this for her."

"And why would I?"

The two looked at each other. Luke's arms crossed his chest; an action that Kieran mirrored.

Until finally, Luke looked away.

Kieran watched his gaze turn to you just as his own had done mere moments ago, and yet, this time, Luke was the one to approach your sleeping figure.

Gingerly, hesitantly, he placed the back of his hand over your forehead.

"…"

"…"

"What in the hell are you even doing."

"…. I. I dunno!!!! Don't people do this when they need to check something?! Like, come on, it can't be natural that she's been out cold this whole time!!! What'd boss even do to her?!"

"That's not our place to know!"

"But if we're supposed to take care of her—"

"Why're you so worried about her, anyway?!"

"Wh— Well! Like I said! We're taking care of her, so I might as well be concerned if— Ugh, see, Kieran, you're only doing this 'cause of what Boss ordered!"

"Well, duh?!"

Your figure stirred.

Both heads whipped around only to see that you'd turned your head to the side—

Your eyes were still closed.

Kieran couldn't tell if you were simply just that deep in your sleep that even their bickering didn't seem to bother you, or if you didn't care enough.

Still…

He stood up to sit closer next to you, his own figure peering over to look.

"She'll be fine," he mumbled. "She's a Hunter. Plus, Boss likes her. So it means something."

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a little smile tugging up at Luke's lips.

"…Ah, no, you're right. He's so totally interested in her. Kept her with him for the longest time, didn't he? I thought it was just 'cause of the Aether Core and whatever gutsy thing she did back in the Nest, but… Doesn't it seem like something more to you?"

Interest.

Kieran knew this tone of his just as well as he did boredom. And it was Luke's turn to lean over and peer at your figure.

"Caught the word resonate back there," Kieran shrugged, "Think he's trying to get something out of her. But…"

The two smirked at each other.

"Ha! He likes her, huh?"

"Heh. Yeah."

They laughed at the sheer ridiculousness of it, before Luke reached out to poke at your cheek. "Okay. But she won't be sleeping forever, right? Come on. She's been unconscious for one day. We need to wake her up."

A moment of silence.

The two continued to stare at you, contemplating, lost in thought—

Ah.

A tiny little smirk played at Kieran's lips.

We just need to make things a little fun.

"Easy," he mumbled. "Just open up the back of her head." A slight shift of his arm brought out the various darts he'd spent a majority of that day making, and there in his eyes was a gleam so painfully obvious; a display of excitement that had even Luke letting out a laugh. "Drill a hole into her neck, anddd…—"

The stir of your figure cut him off. This time, you hadn't just shifted your position a little bit, but your eyes had blinked open.

The reaction was immediate.

Traces of weapons were shoved back into their sleeves as they looked at you with wide eyes, but if Kieran was expecting anything from you, then it wasn't the glare you had etched into your gaze when you looked at them. Nor was it the little bit of exhaustion visible in the way you blinked yourself into focus.

You'd been sleeping this whole time. Was it not restful…?

Slowly, Kieran took a tentative step backwards, as if to offer you some space. He could see the way your eyes settled properly on the both of them, a vague sense of recognition washing over your features—from the time they'd rescued her, no doubt. And despite the grogginess still visible on you as sleep gradually gave way to alertness, he found the tiniest smile playing on his lips before he could really stop himself.

You did wake up.

Not bad, for a Hunter.

"You two—"

A frown was on your face as you began to speak, but Luke was quick to interrupt.

"You're seeing things!"

A familiar cue.

Barely a word out of your mouth before Luke was cutting you off, and Kieran himself could have scoffed.

"I'm the only one here. There is no… 'two'."

It was almost amusing the utter confusion gracing your features, because Kieran didn't think it was possible to look so lost while simultaneously fed up with everything. He watched your eyes slowly move across the room to take in your surroundings, and he almost felt pity for you.

Almost.

"Then who's that?" Your hand raised to point directly towards him, and, perhaps the boredom truly had gotten to them.

"My soul can leave… My body!"

It wasn't the first time Kieran had been strung along with his brother's antics. His arms moved outward, shaking, convulsing as if supporting Luke's dramatics—after spending an entire day and a half doing virtually nothing but watching over you, his own movements held a certain kind of looseness as if finally tasting some sense of freedom.

He almost wanted to laugh.

Finally, something new.

Yet as he stopped the little charade, the lack of reaction from you had him immediately crossing his arms. Despite the joy of finally having someone else to toy around with—figuratively speaking—it didn't quite seemas if you were up for it.

And, sure, it might not have been the best of times to pull a joke, but he frowned nonetheless. The moment was short-lived.

"Are you stunned? Shocked?" There was a little undertone of a scoff in his voice, and when you only so much as stared back at him, he let out a huff. "Booooooringgg."

That kind of attitude was not going to fly in this place—

Or, so he thought, and so he would have said, had he not received a nudge in the arm from his brother.

Luke cleared his throat, vaguely gesturing around. It almost seemed as if the silence on your part settled an air of awkwardness around all of you, and he had to speak in an attempt to clear it. "Ahem… Hi! Before you left Boss's parlor… Well, we already met. Four days ago, to be exact."

Oh, what gives. With a barely audible sigh, Kieran looked away for a moment. "We didn't just save you from that ungrateful traitor. We also brought you back to Onychinus's base." He still remained with his arms crossed, but he took small, tentative steps forward to lean against the bedpost. This time, he looked back at you. The mere mention of that day had him clicking his tongue, and he was aware that his words just likely came off sharper than intended….

He did nothing to fix it.

"…So you want me to thank you."

Another thick veil of ice settled over the three of you. If Luke's attempt at lightening the atmosphere had succeeded for even a moment, it clearly wasn't something that lasted.

The silence spoke volumes.

"It's not that! It's just, it's dangerous in the N109 Zone! You knoww… For a Linkon girl?"

Kieran had debated many things in his head over the past couple of hours when it came to you. One, being whether or not you were worth the obvious favor that Sylus had placed upon you. Two, being whether or not you could meet the expectations of earning a favor of that sort. Three, being whether or not a girl like you could ever fit into this little bubble that the people of the city had always blatantly outcast anyway.

In the end, you were interesting, he'd give you that. The coldness in your eyes could cut the air with a knife, even moreso given that you would argue with them. And, yet… It was not he who had come to a conclusion, but—his brother. And the verdict, he knew, was that Luke would rather show concern for you than leave you to take care of yourself.

He watched the way your lips pursed into a thin line, the way your gaze shifted from a glare at him to a glare at his brother.

"Excuse me?"

"No, yeah, I mean! You're from Linkon, right? This place's just not cut out for you at all, Miss Hunter! So I'm saying we totally did you a big favor, but also, rather than thanking us, I think you should really reconside— hey! Kieran!"

With a roll of his eyes, he reached out to lightly flick the side of Luke's head. "What? At least look at the way she's glaring at you."

"Wh- I swear, I'm only trying to look out for her! Hey. Miss Hunter, listen, I'm really not trying to—!" His had turned between Kieran and you simultaneously, before he clicked his tongue and shook his head, almost as if trying to take back all he'd said.

Once more, the silence on your part was deafening.

And, yet, Kieran could understand where he was coming from.

Another once-over at your figure, and he still couldn't quite place how exactly you'd survive out there. Being a Hunter was one thing—playing around with the Nest was one thing, too. But going out there was a different thing altogether. He wouldn't have expected someone of the law to find it easy, and that was likely the guise beneath his brother's rather tactless way of putting it out there.

"Look," Luke tried again, scratching the back of his head. "We know what you're thinking. But after being hunted down in the Nest, do you know how many people are out there looking for you?"

With a tilt of his head towards the door, Kieran shrugged. "And even if you escape, you'll only get lost in the chaos of this no-man's land."

"Yeah! Wanderers will eat you up! And they won't leave behind any crumbs, sooo…"

The twins looked at each other, and a silent, split-second understanding passed through them.

Sylus told them to take care of you.

They were following orders, right?

"Stay here with our Boss!"

They chimed in unison, and Kieran nodded to himself, assured in their decisions. "Throw away all morality and compassion, and this place will be a paradise!"

It was a phrase that meant much to them, for all that it was true. Linkon and the N109 zone were different worlds to them—and two worlds didn't mix. If they would rather avoid unnecessary business in the city, then the same should be said about you.

This was enough of a test.

Because if you couldn't do it, then this place just wasn't for you at all. Kieran firmly believed that.

Your gaze shifted to the side, almost ignoring their words entirely. He couldn't tell if you cared much about what they'd said, or if you'd even processed it, but—

"Kieran, right?"

Your voice came out as a sigh.

You were looking at him.

"And, the other one is…"

Your gaze shifted, and, as if taking your acknowledgment a sign of approval, Luke excitedly drew in a breath.

"Yeah! That's Kieran, and I'm Luke! We're basically theBoss's right hand men, so, if you needanything, then you can totally ask us!"

Kieran could have facepalmed. Often, he would wonder how it was that his own twin could be as gullible as he was a menace… And, yet, something about the excitement felt contagious.

A smile peeked at the corner of his lips. "Yeah, I guess that was a little unfair. Since we knew your name and all from the start."

Again your gaze shifted to him, and for a moment, neither of you said much else.

It was a silent truce—

Kieran would have liked to believe that.

Yet his eyes took note of the tenseness in your shoulders, the way your breaths were far too deep to be completely relaxed…

"By the way," you waved a hand in the air, a motion so casual yet practiced; a motion that Kieran would have missed if he hadn't been conditioned to notice the subtleties of the people around him. Despite the calm in your voice, he knew that you were planning something. "Who's older? You two are basically identical twins."

A fleeting thought in his head: Of course. She was only seeing the masks, after all.

"Take a guess!"

"Could you come closer so I can get a better look?"

Oh.

Kieran noticed it before Luke did.

You grabbed his arm and held him close, pointing what looked to be a laser right at his neck—"Hey…! What are you doing?!"

It didn't feel like anything.

Kieran was frowning, and he couldn't feel much of any harm from you directly, but he could very well see it. Your grip around Luke was tight enough that he couldn't quite slip out of your grasp, and the red glare from the laser felt ominous enough.

"Have you ever heard of the XT-7, the Hunters Association's latest weapon?" Your voice was smug. The calm it held was different from the one you'd used just earlier—you knew you had the upper hand now. "It's a high-powered laser that can penetrate your skin and vaporize your blood. The good news is that it's painless… The bad news is that you'll be losing a lot of blood from your neck. Are you squeamish?"

Kieran had a choice to make.

The little bit of doubt in his head that had him wondering if you had the guts to do anything to Luke didn't matter—Not like this.

And, yet…

He glanced away for a moment to compose himself, a satisfied smirk forming on his lips, before taking small, steady steps towards the door. Because despite the gravity of the situation, there was something like a sense of pride swelling somewhere in his chest. He wouldn't have known if this was your answer, nor if it was enough for it to really be an answer… But he thought it again.

Not bad, for a Hunter.

With a clear of his throat, he reached behind him and turned the doorknob, effectively pushing the door open.

The mask fell, and your arms relaxed—features schooled into raised eyebrows and a mouth falling slightly open; an unabashed look of surprise.

He almost laughed.

Almost.

"Why're you staring at me? Did I say you weren't allowed to leave?"

He watched you slowly make your way over to the door—Luke still in tow—and scan the hallway outside of it.

"How do I get out of here, then?"

"Straight down the hall."

"That's it?"

"That's it." He nodded towards the door on the far end of the hall, before looking back at you. "…Your hold loosened, you know," he mumbled. "You let your guard down. Don't do that around here."

You tightened your grip around Luke in response, and, rendered largely silent and still very much threatened at the neck, he gave Kieran a look.

"Let him go. You know where the exit is, anyway."

"How do I know you're not just leading me into another trap?"

"Well, your guess is as good as mine. But how much time do you think we had if all we've been doing is watching you sleep?"

"…"

Your hand reluctantly let go of his brother, who stumbled over to his side. Something about the harshness of how you pushed him had Kieran rubbing his neck in response, but nevertheless, his attention had been steady on you.

A small smirk pushed at the corners of your lips.

"You're the younger one, aren't you, Kieran?"

A pause.

"…Well, we're identical twins. It hardly matters."

"Mm… Yeah, you're right. Maybe it doesn't, really."

He watched as you turned to Luke and promptly threw over the weapon you'd used to threaten him with, and Kieran couldn't help but scoff—Often, he would wonder how it was that his own twin could be as gullible as he was a menace.

As the two bickered lightly over the supposed weapon now confirmed to be a laser pointer, Kieran fished into his pockets to pull out the very orange that Luke had been playing with mere moments ago.

The moment you had your back turned to walk away, he lightly threw it right at you: "Heads up, Miss Hunter."

Fast reflexes.

As expected from a Hunter.

Your head turned to catch the orange right before it hit your head, but your incredulous expression had him letting out a short, sharp laugh.

"What the hell?!" you looked at the orange in your hand. "Is this your way of getting back at m—?!"

"You didn't eat yet."

You paused.

Kieran, paying no heed to the bewildered aura his own brother was emitting, merely shrugged.

"You didn't eat yet," he repeated. And it was if he'd believed that you hadn't heard him the first time, and it was something that he needed you to hear.

In a way, it was.

"… It's not even peeled."

He scoffed in response. "Like I'd do anything about that. Go ask the Boss to peel it for you if you can't do it yourself."

"You're messing with me."

"You messed with my brother."

"I didn't hurt him!"

"You hurt his pride, though…"

"Hey now!"

"…"

"… Just eat the damn orange."

"Just peel it, then!"

"No!"

—

The room felt a little less lively after that.

And, really—they could have just left.

Kieran didn't think there was any use to staying in this room longer than they'd needed to, and yet, he found himself following Luke back in, watching him stand almost dejectedly in front of the table that… well, previously hosted the orange he'd just given to you.

"I like her."

Luke's voice came cheerfully, first, breaking the little silence that had fallen upon them. When Kieran looked at him, he was standing thoughtfully by the door, chin in hand, yet his aura felt self-assured. "Yeah!" he nodded, grinning, "I like her!"

Curiously, Kieran studied him.

"You… Huh?"

"I like her! Don't you? She's so fun!"

Kieran raised an eyebrow, head tilted to the side—

But it wasn't as if he could deny it.

Still, the opinion he'd had of you from the very start didn't change very much—you were interesting. He supposed that meant he did like you.

So he shrugged, walking over to the bed you'd rested on just to fix the blanket you'd been using.

"Yeah, I guess she's fun. Didn't think she'd pull one on you, either, so that's fun!" A little smile poked at the corners of his lips, and he glanced back at his brother. "Feeling better, though? That was kinda scary."

"Well, it didn't hurt…"

A pause, and then Luke looked away.

"Eh, we've been through far worse," he mumbled. "Not something we need ice for, anyway. At least it wasn't the XT-7…" His voice trailed off for a moment, before he glanced back. "Could'a lost you, too, then."

"Uh? I'd be losing you first?" Kieran frowned, and it was almost his immediate instinct to change the subject. "Whatever, man, you were totally gullible with her either way."

"Well! She wanted to get to know us a lil better! Just—"

Luke crossed his arms, peering at Kieran as he moved from the bed and closer to his side.

"What?"

"Just… Aren't you happy we have someone new to hang with now?"

"Never said I wasn't…"

"It's cool playing with Mephisto, and, you know. The N109 zone is great. Awesome, even. But…"

"But it's nice to see a new face."

Kieran finished his sentence for him, and for a moment, the two stood in silence next to each other.

"I get it," Kieran mumbled. He moved to lean against the nearby wall, crossing his arms to mirror Luke's stance. "It's like it's been just us for so long, that it's pretty interesting to have her stay onboard for the time that she's here."

Luke laughed. "Yeah! I mean, think about it. We'd get to mess with her too!"

"She'd get to mess with us, too."

"And it'll be funnn!" Luke's eyes nearly sparkled with excitement at the mere thought of it, and then he nudged Kieran with a grin. "Hey. You think Boss'll keep her around here for a while? Oh, man. He's totally going to, right? Then that means…!"

"Yeah, I'll bet. No way is he letting go of her. You know, Boss has always seemed a little lonely… At least we have each other, but, he…"

"…Yeah. Sucks to be him sometimes. Maybe it's 'cause he's got all this crazy power, you know?"

"Like no one really gets all that close."

Another pause.

And this time Kieran shook his head, watching Luke do a little stretch where he stood, before placing his hands in his pockets.

"I was totally going to eat that orange, by the way," he gave Kieran a look. "So you owe me. And you knew I was hungry."

"There's literally a whole ass chef in the kitchen. We've tons of oranges."

"But that was the orange we had here!"

Kieran rolled his eyes, offering Luke a shooing motion, as if telling him to leave first. "Whatever. We're free now, so let's go steal some food outside or something so you'll feel better."

A pause, and then—

Three taps.

Tap - tap - tap.

Two fingers over the top of his head, short and light—something that only Kieran could have understood from his brother.

Three taps.

Kieran smiled a little at the gesture. "What was that for?"

"Hehe, nothing. Just... relax, 'kay? I'm a-okay. Nothing happened to either of us, we're fine."

His eyes widened. "Huh? I… wasn't…"

But his own voice trailed off, and he caught the way it was Luke's turn, this time, to roll his eyes.

"Pshhh. As if you can lie to me. You worry too much, Kie. I'm the older one, so leave the worrying to me."

"…"

And as Kieran watched as Luke sauntered out the door first, yelling something about "Finally having a real taste of freedom after so long!", he felt his shoulders relax.

Luke knew him too well. And although it had always been that way, and they never truly had much of a choice—it was still the truth.

Kieran glanced behind him. A small, lone pearl earring stood out on the carpet floor, and he bent down to pick it up.

A moment or two passed—

He placed it neatly in his pocket before leaving the room.

an : i promise if i wasnt sick id be finishing off ch2 Immediately 😵‍💫 but i hope everyone has a lovely valentine's~

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[novvaable]

fur baby + life update 🐈🌱

sometimes it’s fun to use tumblr (ig as its intended purpose) to just blog into the void for random strangers in the internet to read 🫶🏼

it’s been almost 3 months (?!?!) since I moved and I’m already slowly but surely planning out how to decorate each room to make it feel like home lol. easier said than done. the kitties and myself appreciate all the extra space, and arguably, the cats have been getting on a lot better as they’re not ontop of one another.

the new job is going .. okay. im not sure if its for me just yet. the whole reason i so desperately wanted to leave my last job was because of the lack of progression and opportunity to earn more money. unfortunately I brought into the dream i was sold when being offered this job that those opportunities existed, when in matter of fact, I really don’t think they do 🫡 the training for the job is a bit intense, so ive promised myself to persevere until I actually get some physical experience in the job and make my decision then. (also because looking / applying / interviewing for jobs is so incredibly tedious).

but ig in the grand scheme of things, I’m heading in the right direction. i have achieved 2/3 new years resolutions - move into a bigger house and get a new job. buuuutt… the caveat of finding a new job was that I wanted to be happy. so I can’t say that’s fully ticked off just yet. we’ll see how it goes!!

[zumpietoo]

Ummm...

Why TF would they then “send them out to non? professional people” for promo? How does that work? (and if they are/were, over here, folks!! I’ll happily pimp the shit outta this!

There hasn’t been any “promotion” for The Flash or Nancy Drew, now has there? Actually? Not a whole for (the painfully overrated) Succession....Dudes....TeeVee is an entirely different era, now....

Oh sweet jeebus, the photoshoot....yet, again.....why TF would they do that? Also, can’t PP just take pics and (because film takes forever to develop, ofc) then release them in 4 or 5 years?

And not seeing how this differs from like the past 3 or 4 seasons?

Errmm....noooo....it was, for part of season 2, the CW’s second or third highest rated show.....it enjoyed a fanbase who bought its stuff.....buuuutt...even that? Was about Cole/jizzy because of what HE brought to it....

This was always their promo, dude....plus, again, shows end....it’s literally how it rolls.

And it, again, is NOT Babyman’s fault....even if he IS a Douchebag..

Also, LBR.....what Racist considers “necessary promo” is a pointless photo shoot in multiple outfits, under a flashing neon sign that reads, “JIzzy/SH endgame 4Evah”...complete with confessional apology tour from Cole about being an OMG!!! Cheatin’ Cheetah/colossal lush....

And PP wasted, OFC....

Wait....I thought RAS was returning to save y’all???? Seems like you’ve abandoned this one, too??? Also, again, by “good show” Snorty means, “making it mirror my fanfics”....and, she should know good writing, cuz she IS a fic writer, after all!

Woooowww.....Izzy’s deep in the conspiracy theories, I see. Plus, I thought “the network” wanted ratings and was gonna give you your way?

Yes. oh so “tragic”, what could possibly be sadder? Then a goofy teevee show giving you your way and instead moving in a different direction.....because your kween can’t keep her hands to herself! 

Oh and now they’re doing this just to “punish” you?? Goood lorrrdddd you guys are fucking nuts (and really overestimate your influence/importance. Plus HOW are they “fucking themselves over”, exactly???

And yet....they aren’t doing ANY of it, huh???

A) “the girl”, huh???? 

B) No, I thought I “started that rumor” (that’s fact)

C) who TF IS this person, cuz I’ve never seen ANY of this?? And I legit wanna read it.....so it’s a Barfie/Jabi stans who also hates Cole? I mean, I get Kat was a seekrit hate-crusher on Cole.....but she’s publicly just now wet her seat for him since she met him....

[zumpietoo]

Umm, so now he isn't left leaning enough? Also, nice attempt at gish-galloping/strawmanning there, loser....completely different, painfully flaccid argument, buuuutt....

Then I guess you agree that Trump's fully guilty of murder for his traitorous insurrection, riiiighttt???? Or when he stole $$$ from a children's cancer charity???? Or ditto for Vance when HE stole $$$ from his charity that was supposed to help opioid addicts that didn't? Ohhh.....or how both oppose abortion, even when it threatens the mother's life....or how the draw down of troops that put the ded soldiers he so cravenly exploited at Arlington in harm's way...

Or the millions of American lives he's sold out to the Kremlin...

Orrr....all the millions of innocent Ukrainians he'd have us leave to let Putin slaughter....

Orrr.....how he sought to influence Netanyahu to forestall ceasefire talks, placing innocent civilian in harm's way---AND yet another felony/treason....

Oh orrrr, the thousands of poorer people who died in Vietnam, because he dodged the draft?

Even BETTER.....the hundreds of thousands ded because he so wildly mishandled the pandemic....

Orrr...all the families he destroyed forever at the border???

Duuuuddeee, I could go on and on and on....

I think we both know who the "fucking idiots" are....and it's the ones who back the shillbilly couch fucker and and 34 and counting felonies convicted convict rapist....

Speaking of.....I do love how all the:

"Kamala got where she is on her knees", when your fuhrer's married to a prostitute (and cheated on her with a porn star)....and Couchfucker took it up the butt for his foreign daddy's $$$$...

AND

Biden's a pedophile, which no cloo where THAT'S even from, but your dude raped a 13 year old, routinely was on Epstein's plane to his child fucking island and has repeatedly told everybody he really wants to bang his own daughter....

Dude, thanks for playing, this was fucking amazzzingggg!!!

I need a ciggie and I don't even smoke....

Bye bye Tim, you'll be bowing out soon

[sugawarassoulmate]

I’ve read a lot of your bully!samu works but not all (yet 😌) so sorry if this has already been said BUUUUTT, what would bully!samu do if his actions started pushing reader away?

Like say after awhile they way he treats her genuinely starts taking a toll on her and she feels incredibly insecure and not like herself around him. She starts doubting his love for her and thinking he only uses her for sex and as someone to pick on. Would he try and be kinder? Or would he be nice until she’s ok and go back to how he was until his bullying eventually pushing her away completely? :0

Sorry if this is a lot, just wanted to hear your thoughts. Also your last post said it’s your Bday so, Happy Birthday!!!!

sooooo we did something similar to this way back lol not super angsty but pretty similar lol

i don't see samu being the type to start being kinder to reader before the love confession tbh like maybe he won't say certain jokes anymore and will probably try to be more perceptive with her mood but not anything major until he tells her "i love you" and becomes a giant fucking simp LOL

also thank you!! 🖤

[8beats-per-minute]

Human!Rise Turtles AU… with a twist

Okay so I’ve had this idea for a while but like

Human!rottmnt but they’re not… completely human. Like they can pass with clothes but if you pay attention you can tell they aren’t human

Also plz don’t steal my idea… if you want to draw this or add to it plz give credit… it’s like my baby now

They all still have shell-like things on their backs, it’s just more stuck to their bodies like a second really hard skin. There’s like a bit of it that goes a bit higher than where their shoulders stop and the way the hard skin grows makes the skin almost grow like scutes, so they fall out and are replaced by bigger ones as they grow

Maybe raph has spikes on his shoulders/back, where his spikes are already

Donnie’s is soft (cause he’s a soft shell obv) and he still needs a battle shell

Mikey and Leo have the same pattern on their backs that they do already, just their shells are just a slightly different shade than their skin, so the blue and yellow stand out

This shell or hard skin can easily be covered up with clothing, even on their shoulders it’s not much of a problem. Raph has a small problem with his spikes on his back but Donnie make covers for his so he could wear cool clothes still

Their skin looks dry at first glance but if you examine it it’s much closer to scales than skin. Maybe it’s very slightly green but I’m not totally set on that

Obviously they’re half black and half Japanese

They’re a bit taller than what I think they are in canon (I don’t remember their exact heights) at 16, Leo and Donnie are around 5’9, at 17 Raph is 6’3 and Mikey at 15 is like 5’5

Leo has vitiligo (again obviously) over his eyes and on his arms and legs and I’m thinking he has red birthmarks over his eyes too, not perfectly in like with the vitiligo but around the same areas in the same shape, idk I’m not really set on that either, it’s kind of a passing thought

Mikey also has vitiligo, just more on his arms and hands, still a few spots on his face just not as noticeable as Leo

Donnie still has his lil Tetris on his arms and legs. I also want to add some to his face, which is a common thing I see people drawing and I love it. Instead I think I’d put it closer to his jaw rather than his eyes or on the side of his face, like between his cheek and ears

Speaking of ears, they have them. Buuuutt… they’re also slightly off. Like the very top of their ears are still a bit connected, but again, not super noticeable. You’d probably notice the scaly skin before the ears if covered well enough

Their noses are normal I think, but the bottom of their faces are a bit pushed out like their snouts are still barely there (also not set on this…)

Raph still has his sharp tooth (I forgot what it’s called). They also still have very similar appetites to their turtle species

They have 5 fingers, but their pointer/middle fingers and their pinky/ring fingers separate like half an inch/a centimeter higher than normal. The connection between their middle finger and ring finger are normal tho

They have hair and eyelashes but their eyebrows are a bit thin (this is just mostly so I can justify Donnie still having his drawn on eyebrows)

I think that’s done for the descriptions but yea

April thought they were kids who got caught up in some sort of radioactive material or they were an experiment gone wrong at first but thinks they’re cool (you’re almost on point April, they’re just an experiment gone right)

They kind of become urban legends (they probably already are but still)

I think that’s it for now, I might add more later or if I forgot something. It’s 3:30 am and I want to sleep.

I was thinking something like “Human’t AU” or something for the name, not sure yet tho. Idk seemed funny.

Maybe the Vaguely Human AU

Yea I like that

This is the official first post for the Rottmnt #Vaguely Human AU

(Wow I really said yes vaguely human AU is an amazing name and it has nothing to do with the fact that it’s 3am)

EDIT: Okay so credit to @scribblesugar for the name name cause I just love it so much

Uncanny Valley AU. That’s such an amazing idea I can’t even describe how much I love it

Part 2

Designs

[dreamii-yume]

Would you like some love triangle ideas? If yes hear this, Diluc and Eula fighting for the same person

Idk why but i've always thought that those two is so similiar yet so different at the same time. So seeing them fighting for the same person Will be a ride :D

Maybe darling is a one of the knight who's working under Eula, and she is also one of her best friend whom Eula trust and love so much, who sees past her stern demeanor and ancestry.

But lately Eula realize that someone is crushing on her best friend (and secret crush, we all knew it) and that is none other than Diluc, and he seems like he's having a soft spot for darling despite her connection to the knight. But what darling didn't know is that Diluc is secretly protecting her , like helping her mission in the dark and boy, Eula is not happy that someone is (in her eyes) stalking her best friend and trying to convince darling that Diluc is a dangerous man and not fit for her.

A battle between a disgraced knight and the uncrowned king of Mondstadt, both fighting for darling love and heart. Will their love ended up in tragedy? Or Will they have their own "happily ever after"??

Omigod yes, I know right—!?

I love their lines about each other just going “They’re pretty good…BUUUUTT—“ Mutual resentment I love it lol

Aight, how do i say this without making it obvious on how much i want to jump onto eula’s chest like— This can go one or two ways lol

So, Eula being your respectable senior as a knight in training AND being your best friend at that matter would probably earn her more of that Darling Points™ Like, everything this girl has done for you has been nothing but good, so you probably won’t think too much of it if she tells you to avoid that weird red-headed man. He is a little strange just watching you in the shadows like that, creepy even so if Eula says to stay away from him, you probably really should. She is still your senior and it’s your duty to follow her orders in the best of your abilities as a formidable knight yourself…Besides, you trust her with your life, so there’s really no room for any doubt when it comes to her.

But then, let’s say you get backed into a situation where you have no choice but to actually come closer and talk to the guy. You’re not very familiar with him but a few Knights seem to respect him a lot, saying he was once a powerful knight as highly regarded as the acting grandmaster, the cavalry captain, and Eula. You wondered why he quit the knights though and settled into becoming a vigilante for the city, his story had got you really curious to know more about him. You know Eula wouldn’t like you disobeying her orders but— if Diluc had been the one protecting you from the shadows and Mondstandt altogether, it really doesn’t make him a bad guy in your eyes. He even gives you advices on how to handle your weapon better, maybe Eula might just have been wrong about him all this time?

And so, I can see the tension going off the charts at this point on, where their real yandere tendencies comes knocking at the door. Maybe Eula’s personality getting more unhinged the more you try to reason out with her, saying how Diluc doesn’t seem so bad and lowkey disagreeing with her in rare occassions. This just triggers her into snapping little by little, you know? Her normally cool facade breaking at the thought of you doubting her might just end up forcing her to resort into using a more…physical and direct approach.

While that’s happening though, Diluc will happily take advantage of your trust and slowly gaslight you into thinking that MAYBE Eula is really the one who’s a real danger to you all this time. She’s saying all these stuff that doesn’t even make sense to you anymore, are you absolutely sure you can still trust her in that state? If you want out, you can just call for him to take care of this problem for you…Despite the fact that something about his actions doesn’t seem right to you as well, the way his eyes darken and his touch lingers against you. It felt uncomfortable and ominous, but you tend to keep quiet about it.

All in all, it’s just a race on who can kidnap you the earliest lol They both sound protective, Diluc being more of a worry wart and Eula being manipulative with her words. They don’t seem like the “duke it out” type of people though, coughkaeyachildecough I can only imagine what kind of chaos this will unfold if ever they do decide to settle this out in a confrontational kind of way…It sounds like it’ll be a really intense yandere vs yandere heated debate in my head though but what do you think _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):

Oh, and by the way…It doesn’t seem unlikely in a normal occurrence, but there’s still quite the chance that they might just end up sharing ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)Who knows~ ♥︎

[slonekaru]

Dying to go and hang out in the Kinnporsche tag Buuuutt I've not watched the new episode yet so not going to spoiler myself!

but god do I want to see how unhinged the fandom is this week :)

[whatevermajorloser09]

I'm choosing violence today because why the hell did I watch a interview of type o negative and peter just said N-word twice. LIIKKEEE EXCUSE ME SIR and the worst part about it was how no one try to stop him from saying it. And he only said it because he wanted to know why white people couldn't say the n-word but black people can and also tried to pull the reverse racism card. I know I know this would be considered "old" and how it doesn't matter but it does because some white people today still wanna know why they can't say it. BUUUUTT the real question is why do you want to say it?? Because even if y'all do say it and if a black person done pissed y'all off watch that n-word with -ga become a -ger real quick.

When you think about it why did some bands involve the n-word in the lyrics or the frontmen would also ask the same question about the n-word?? You gain nothing from saying it

And to the people who say "oh it's old why bring it up??" Or "move on" fuck y'all because I have yet to see an apology (not from peter cause he passed) or some acknowledgement for other people to know instead of it being swept under the rug.

I'm not saying cancel "____" or cancel this band but please don't act blind and keep shit under wraps when it comes to y'all faves. As some reasons to why peter probably got away with that bullshit is because some people felt the same way and cause he was attractive.

The interview:

[failedaned]

I want to starve-

Yet i eat...my mind comes up with things like "your metabolism is doing good, if you keep with exercising you'll be okay" "your body will never heal if you don't give it the nutrients to" "your just gonna starve and then eat and then get fat (said in simple terms)" "later, we don't want them to hear your stomach growl" "metabolism metabolism metabolism" buuuutt then also "just don't eat and you'll be skinny" "they will buy clothes that end up being to big instead of too small" " you won't need to workout as much (simple words)" "you want to be skinny not thick" "you'll be identified with a "nice" body but it won't be skinny" "starve, it'll be better, eating only causes more stress, stArve, it'll end the battle in your mind, you'll get to your Gw in no time, it only takes about a month+, it'll take years if you eat, you lost the most when you starved, now we're just maintaining, that's not good enough, you never look at the slim thick girls, it's always the slim skinny ones, the ones with slim fingers and slim arm/legs the pretty ones, yeah, some like your thickness, but, it's not about them, it's all for you, starve and you can love yourself, you'll deserve something nice, you can just be you, be confident, not have to take so long with choosing an outfit out because they all look nice, you'll be skinny, just starve- " and I'm sitting here acting like idk wtf i want ?? Wtf is wrong with me 😂

[booklovingturtle]

Jude Tells Cardan About Locke

Hiya! This is a kinda like a part two to this fic and once again, dedicated to @duarteegreenbriar for the idea! I also reference this one at the end.

In this fic, Cardan notices Jude has a nasty new scar and Jude tells him about what Locke did to her the night before Taryn’s wedding. Buuuutt...some Jude mildly-nsfw (fluff) before he sees it because I had time so why not make it long-ish.

Cardan flopped into his bed, feeling drawn out after an intense day full of arguing with the lower courts. It’s only been two weeks since the High King split his throne in two; he was already wishing that he could go back to the carefree life he lived as a serpent. 

“You should get out of your court clothes before you call asleep.” Jude was already in her closet so her words came out muffled.

As much as he loved sharing his room with her, Cardan didn’t love her completely valid ideas that required him to get back up from bed.

“I was hoping you could help me out of them, Your Majesty,” he called out to her.

She laughed from the other side of the room. “I could hear you snore during Lord Roiban’s proposal. I don’t think you have the energy for that tonight.”

Cardan didn’t bothering hiding the coy smile on his face. He felt a blush on his cheeks but his eyes were still sealed shut. The warm caress of sleep was already pulling him under. He heard her door open and close. She stepped towards him, still laughing at the High King of Elfhame falling asleep on their bed.

“Come,” she whispered, tugging at his arms.

Cardan felt her fingers curl around his. She gently pulled his upper body up. He sat up while still kept his eyes closed. He faked a loud snore and she kicked him but giggled at the sound. God, Cardan loved the sound of her laugh. For so long he thought he would never get to hear it and now he couldn't go an hour without trying to get her to smile at him.

“Hurry up. If you don’t change then you’ll ruin your ugly coat and be upset with yourself tomorrow.”

That did make him open his eyes. “You think my coat is ugly?” His question was already forgotten as he took one look at Jude.

The High Queen of Elfhame looked sinfully beautiful in her sleeping clothes. Mortal day clothes, or “pjs” as Jude had called them, were very different from Faerie ones. Jude wore different clothes to bed, some times Faerie day gowns, sometimes these black pants that she called “leggings”, and other times nothing at all. The latter was his favorite outfit of hers.

Tonight she wore a simple, over-sized white shirt that was clearly mortal in fit. It went down to her the middle of her thighs, allowing Cardan to admire her beautiful legs. Her hair was twisted into a messy knot at the base of her neck.

“No.” Jude swatted his hands away. “Go change.”

He groaned, extending his arms again to pull her waist closer to him. To his luck she let him draw her in this time. “Jude dear...”

“Yes?” Her hands were on top of his and she made eye contact with him without any hint of malice. Months as husband and wife and weeks of a true relationship yet Cardan still couldn’t believe that she was really his. And he was hers.

“I love you,” he whispered.

She smiled gently. Jude and gentle almost never belonged in a sentence together but he was her exception. 

“I know,” she played with his fingers.

He chuckled. He knew that the smile on his face was probably too wide to be kingly but he didn’t care. “You love me, too. You said so yourself.”

“Really? I don’t remember saying that?”

He rolled his eyes. “Come here,” he begged, loving the way her mouth teased him with every word.

She obliged his request. Cardan tasted mint and the sweetness of happiness on her lips. His whole body started to wake up as her hands moved up his arms and buried themselves in his hair. Cardan’s own fingers danced under the hem of her shirt. She tugged on his curls and his fingers curled agains the material of shirt. He gasped when she surprised him by bitting his lower lip.

“Jude.”

“Somebody seems awake all of a sudden.” She played with his tail that twisted around her leg.

That drove him to the edge. He closed the little space between them by twisting their bodies so she was pressed against the plush mattress. He was in between her legs, feeling the slope of her stomach and the curves of her body under the shirt. She gasped under hime, her body arching at his touch.

“And somebody seems to be wearing far too many clothes,” he smirked and continued to push up her shirt to reveal all of her body to him.

“Not so fast, High King,” Jude shook her head. “You first.”

Cardan didn't even hesitant to yank off his coat and shirt, then his bottoms. She laughed at his rushed actions. He cut her laughter short with another heat-filled kiss. His lips ran down the length of her body until he reached her naval. She moaned once his mouth moved lower down. Then huffed as he skipped to the soft skin of her thighs. His hands brace the back of her knees, lifting them to position her better until his fingers feel the ragged skin of a scar.

Cardan froze at the feeling of an old puncture wound, one he didn’t remember from the first time he touched her. Cardan tried to remember if it was there the last few times they were together. It was possible that in the heat of the moment he’d never noticed it before but now that he had, he couldn’t ignore it.

“Jude?” his breathing was ragged and his voice deep but his head had cleared just enough for him to talk.

“What’s wrong?” she looked down at him, clearly confused.

“What is this?” He traced the edges of the scar again.

She paled, curling her legs into herself. “It’s nothing. An old scar.”

His eyes narrowed. He didn’t break eye contact with her as he sat on his knees. “No, it’s not. I don’t remember it being there before. Where did that come from?”

She gave him a frustrated sigh. “I have lots of scars, Cardan. Some old, some new. It’s really nothing.”

“I don’t believe you. If it was really nothing then you would have answered me the first time.”

Jude rolled her eyes. “Cardan-”

He took her hands from where they’d been resting at her lap. He brought her left hand up and kissed her ring finger. “You can tell me. Part of being husband and wife is sharing each other’s burdens.” 

She watched him, not resisting his action. Finally she spoke, “It happened the night before Taryn’s wedding.”

The night before she was taken. Before Balekin and Orlagh got their hands on her. Before Balekin-

Cardan blocked the thoughts from his mind, trying to focus on Jude’s words instead of the ones he’d read in his brother’s handwriting. He still hadn’t worked up the courage to ask her about what he’d read.

“I was on my way to see Taryn when seven riders attacked me in the woods. It was dark and they caught me by surprise. Don’t worry, I left most of them with worse than a little scar,” she tried to brush off the attack.

“Seven riders? Faerie riders?”

“No, seven teletubby riders.”

“What?” Cardan had never heard of any faerie creatures by the name. After a beat he realized the deadpan nature of her words meant she was being sarcastic. “Oh, never mind.”

A small smile played at the edges of her cheeks. “Yes, faerie riders. I don’t know for sure if they were trying to kill me but they definitely wanted to make sure that I was scared.”

“Did Orlagh send them after you?” Cardan had never forgiven the Undersea Queen but if he knew that she’d somehow managed to hurt Jude in his own territory, he’d find a way to repay her for that crime as well.

“No...it was Locke.”

Cardan shook his head in disappointment. He wished he could say that it was a surprise. That he’d never suspected Locke to be capable of leaving such a nasty scar on his fierce wife. But he knew better than that. He knew that Locke was a cruel Master of Revel who relished in sadistic games. Of course he'd gone after Jude that night. She would have been too preoccupied with trying to keep Oak safe and Taryn happy for the wedding to truly protect herself. If Locke was still alive, he’d have had him strung to a tree by the points of his ears.

“Locke did this to you?”

“I’m not sure if it was his arrow but it was him and his rider friends. They chased me through the woods until I scared them away. Not before I could chop a few down with an axe.”

His jaw ticked in anger. “Who were the other riders?”

“I don’t know. It was dark so I couldn’t really see anything. The only reason I know for sure that it was Locke is because he took my wedding present for Taryn and gave it to her himself.”

“I don't understand,” the High King shook his head. “Why would he do that?”

Jude gave him a sad look. “There’s nothing to understand, Cardan. Locke was a bad man who enjoyed causing others pain. He hated me and probably you for loving me. I should have seen it coming.”

Cardan looked at her in disbelief. “No, this is my fault. I entertained his games far too long. I made him Master of Revel for God’s sake. I should have paid better attention. I should have drawn a line for him to stay behind. Instead I was too afraid of my own feelings to ever protect you.”

That sounded ridiculous even to himself. Jude was an unstoppable force. She was the rock that sharpened the sword, and the hand that wielded it, and the tip that pierced skin. She had protected him time and time again even after he'd failed her. But never again. There would never be another Locke or Valerian or Orlagh or Balekin. Not as long as he was alive.

“That was in the past. It’s over now. Besides, Taryn handled him well enough for the both of us.” Jude caressed his face.

“I know I can’t protect you the way that you’ve been there for me. But Jude I swear to you as long as I live no will ever leave another scar on your body and last through the night.”

Her smile was a bright as the morning sunrise. “How about you wait to make those kinds of threats until we’re able to pick up our training sessions again.”

Cardan groaned, throwing himself back on his back. “Please no more training. You’re High Queen now. I can’t handle your wrath anymore.” 

He knew she was changing the subject on purpose but he didn’t mind. She’d opened up to him and that was enough. Tonight was just another reminder of how far they’d come together and how much Cardan and Jude still had to look forward to.

[goldenskinlouiee]

okay i got tagged by @zouisx​ @joliepetitelou​ to do this tag challenge 

(you guys prolly forgot u tagged me cus i’ve been so awol :( sorry) but also thank you so much for tagging me :’) 

when did you become a louie? 

probably around 2015 but always a discreet one, that’s when I started to see the disparity between how louis treated harry and how harry treated louis and as a larry I noticed no one cared as long as harry was babied. after the release of hs1 I was a proud louie who didn’t hide my harry hate any longer.

why did you become a louie? 

he is the kindest of all the boys yet so underrated. his feet has always been on the ground and he always thinks of everyone around him, which :/ might be his strength as well as a weakness. His lyrics also hit me right in the gut.  also I am a sucker for his baby blue eyes.

is there one thing that drew you in specifically? 

yes his strength. he turns even the most heart wrenching thing into something optimistic and something to learn from. but intitally his style and laugh

what’s your favorite song on walls?

THE WHOLE ALBUMS A BANGER!!! buuuutt... always you, only the brave and walls ... and defenceless 

back to you just hold on or miss you?  back to you because it was his first solo song and I was just so happy to hear his voice without the other boys. but i think miss you is superior 

who would you want louis to collab with? 

agree with angels. zayn. i meaan plsssssss what must i do to make this happen. i want a ballad from them with the way these two convey emotions in songs and their lyrics i would never stop crying. but i’ll take anything 

favorite hairstyle? 

cinnamon swirl, my baby looked like a prince  

louis in suits or sweaters? 

suits! louis in a suit is otherworldly. he has power radiating under his sKin add that on top of a suit...you have THE SUN!!! PURE PERFECTION *chefs kiss*

favorite tattoo? 

“it is what it is” i have it on my wall in my insta bio EVERYWHERE

favorite louis picture (currently)

i meeean the eyes, the profile. his gaze. you know this man harbours wisdom and knowledge 

 I tag everyone :) :)

[zumpietoo]

Now Racist Gets Weird(er)....

Well, what “promo post”, but okay.....and yes, obviously, there’s a massive conspiracy surrounding a goofy CW show in its last season, as the network is dying....And yeah, “unconfirmed”----is that Racist for, “pulled it completely out of my batshit ass“? Let’s find out....

I actually fully do agree about all the “reviewers” who receive screeners (they aren’t screeners, they watch them, buuuutt....), however, we’ve all seen over the past few days Racist, you absolutely, totally and completely believe them (or twist the info to believe them) if it’s “positive’ about your ship. So you’re “kicking this off” by lying.....because OFC you are.

OMG......AGAIN with the fucking photo shoot? Jesus Christ. Plus, no dullard, no show gets lots of promo for their last season. I love how she compares Ted Lasso (and, honestly, I don’t watch it especially and didn’t follow, so really don’t know.....but I do know NONE of the CW’s other many ending shows are getting/got promo, either).

The posters are always “ripped from promo images”, you stupid twat....

Wooooww....you sure R smarty-smart, Racist! I mean, they certainly don’t want NEGATIVE “buzz”, now do they? However, again....show is ending, “network” is pretty much dying....

Ummm.....it’s literally the exact same shit the “screeners” always say, dumbass. And no, it most assuredly does not sound like “producer talk”.....Ummm....they also always say that, too.

Ummm....dude.....this, again, is not even remotely new. And it’s been long established. WTF rock DOES your ignorant ass live under?

Also, apparently, you fully ignored Jay endlessly bitching about how they’re doing teh ghey stuff....

Oh also none of the “screeners” are anything approximating “up and coming”----they’re infotainement “journalists” writing for online publications that barely pay them (Kat once confided she made most of her $$ on it when peeps clicked on links and bought shit), largely in hopes of getting to write for shows....or, LBR, glorifed fanbois/gurls.....

However.....they get the screeners early so they can write their reviews early and publish just after the show airs. You can’t possibly truly be this fucking stupid

Annnndd.....again, seems like your “confidence” is gone. Yet again....

[pynkhues]

I love your fanfics so much ! How many chapter do you think I could be your welcome will have?

Thank you so much! I Could Be Your Welcome will only have the two chapters, but the broader domestic Brio series, The Center and the Circumference, will have at least three parts! This first part is about them moving in together, the second about getting the kids in / the housewarming, and the third part is a secret / I don’t want to spoil it yet. 

I’ll probably take prompts for this universe at some point after that too, because I like the world of it too much, haha. 

Buuuutt I have a few more things to finish first!

[vessalis]

             *    anon    says  :   (previous anon here) well his ending really sucked and was lonely af so at least you're acknowledging it, imho the manga made it 100 times sadder by having almost no one care. Also I don't really agree when you say he was a murderer. Sure he did bad stuff, but at literally no point in the manga do we see him needlessly engage in violence (except with Oscar bc he was triggered). He spares Gil, he spares Oswald more than once, and each time he kills personally it's in self-defense [1/2]   I mean the Baskervilles he forced Oz to kill were armed with chains and would've killed him, Oswald would've killed him, and whoever the man we saw he killed in his past was, he told Oswald he did all the disgusting things in order to survive. And he was a lot more scrupulous as a teen than as an adult, so if as an adult violence is a last resort, I'm sure he killed in self-defense and he looked so dead inside when he did anyway. [i lied it's 2/3]  Plus Jack got accused of many murders he didn't commit (Zai and Oscar's wives and kids, Oscar himself believes none of it). it's a far cry from Oswald slaughtering Pandora people he could easily have made prisoners just because he was enraged and they were defending Jack, or Vincent torturing his enemies at the Yura manor to ease his nerves, or killing innocents to piss Break off. Like just because Jack is the big bad and he did stuff wrong doesn't mean they should define him more than others..  “

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          when it comes to the murder aspect, i still remember just i believe it was half a panel? that had jack bloody and holding a knife, whilst i do agree that he has most certainly killed out of self-defense before, he was never in a safe mind state to brush off that he COULDN’T kill without self defense, and still, sadly he had been one to commit mass genocide by trying to drag the world into the abyss, and sadly people either a. died, or b. turned into chains. along with that, he had been the one to kill oswald ( despite sparing him he did think oswald would have died by the wounds & he did threaten to kill gil if oswald didn’t comply ). using oz? of course, but it was by his command and his will that it happened. so i suppose that was my many reason for calling him a murder? like, he still killed people, justified or not. the thing is, back in those days, if people on the street killed other people on the street, it was looked over, because well it certainly wasn’t very important, clearly.  whilst what he did was for survival, it doesn’t mean it was all in self defense. along with that with the baskerville slaughter, it wasn’t justified either. you can say it was self defense, but it was self defense on their side as well, jack was trying to do something very wrong and killing him was clearly the only way out. 

— but moving on from that, i do acknowledge that jack, whilst not being involved with the deaths of the vessalius wives or children, he had pushed zai into him believing it. as jack said, your son is to be stillborn and you will replace him with this body. — and jack KNEW the child was to be stillborn, that is what had caused zai to doubt him till his son was born. so i believe the real son of zai and rachel could have been jack’s doing or simply jack just knew it would happen and did nothing for it. but i still completely agree with you in the fact that many of characters have done similar things, and yet jack is treated as if he is the “biggest bad”, some could claim it was due to his want for the entire world to be plunged into the abyss, which only Yura had the similar idea due to his idolizing Jack and wanting to recreate it. but, i have to say in the aspect of oswald killing those as baskerville or the pandora part, at that point, it didn’t really matter anymore. they were to die anyway, plus it’s clear jack’s name being used as for a ‘hero’ just sets everyone off. buuuutt that is just my perspective.