#can see all five of them on my door at my mom's lmao...

[pantherxrogers]

unforgettable - choi san x fem!reader

🧡 pairing: choi san x fem!reader

🧡 warnings: angst, reader and san are married with a son, possible mispelling of korean words for "mom" and "dad" (so sorry! please leave feedback in the comments), fluff, separation

🧡 summary: san kinda fucked up. you're still married but not totally convinced he can balance work and your family. you sent him away for a few weeks, but he can't live with that. you're unforgettable, and he'll do anything to get his family back together.

🧡 a/n: this is 100% inspired by the movie "obsessed" with beyonce and idris lmao. but there is absolutely NO cheating involved. or any mentions of cheating. only inspired by one scene lmao. iykyk. plus second-chance romance always hits different.

hope you guys enjoy! 😚

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This is a work of fiction and is not meant to represent real events or the actual personalities of any K-pop idols mentioned. All characters and situations are purely imaginary. This story is created for entertainment purposes only, and no harm or disrespect is intended toward the idols or their fans. Enjoy!

"bubble, are you ready? daddy's here at the door!" you call into the house, angling your body away from your husband.

"i'm coming, mommy!" jun shouts, little footsteps echoing around in the background. you can tell he's in the toy room, trying to grab even more things than what you've already placed in his weekend bags.

"you look gorgeous, honey." the honesty in san's voice makes your heart flutter. but, you can't bring yourself to show it.

"okay, san," you mutter, trying to keep the grin off of your face. but, he knows you well. even if he can't see your face right now, he hopes his comment had some effect on you. because he really does mean it.

when you finally face him, emotion swirls in your chest. simply put, he looks good as hell. standing on your doorstep, the sunlight melts into his golden skin, accentuating his beauty. he's wearing his hair in your favorite style, obviously intentional. no one should look this sexy in a simple black shirt with jeans, but choi san always finds a way.

and it's hard for you to miss the wedding band still firmly in place on his left hand. you don't even realize you're smiling. but, of course, san does.

"you know it's my birthday on saturday, right?"

"you've only mentioned it a thousand times."

"have dinner with me?"

it's the same request you've heard repeatedly. but, he really is making more of an effort. san has always been a loving father and husband, but your marriage is in a rough spot right now.

before this comeback with ateez, he promised you that he'd make more of an effort to balance work and your family. but, the final straw was when he missed your son's piano recital. he's only five, but you'll never forget the disappointment on his little face when he saw san's empty chair.

so, you'd told him that you'd had enough. it might seem a little dramatic, but you needed to make a point. it's been three weeks since then. he's been staying with wooyoung. for san, every day has been torture. he wonders if you feel the same.

you're lost in thought when the soft patter of jun's footsteps get closer.

"omma, i'm ready!" his excited squeal makes your heart burst. you turn around to scoop him up, planting him on your hip. you try to close the door on san, but he sticks his boot in the way. with a little grunt, you face him again, cradling your son.

"hi junebug! you've gotten even bigger since yesterday!" san exclaims, prompting a giggle from your son.

you love the way they light up in front of each other. the love between them is palpable. you've never once questioned his love for you or your son. but sometimes love isn't enough.

"hi appa!" his squishy arms reach for his father, who smoothly takes him from you. san's touch leaves gooesbumps on your skin, which makes pride swirl in his chest. no one could ever deny the chemistry between the two of you.

"i'll be right back. let me go grab his bags," you explain, turning to walk back into the house.

you feel san's eyes on you. he's talking animatedly with your son, but it's impossible to ignore the way he shamelessly checks you out. you smirk to yourself, retreating further into your shared home.

okay, so maybe you wore this outfit on purpose. but, who can really blame you? after all, you don't want your marriage to end. but you want him to make some real changes. wearing his favorite sundress might be a little over the top, but who gives a damn. a little tease never hurt anyone. judging from the way his eyes roamed all over you, it's safe to say san doesn't mind.

making your way back towards the door, you struggle to hold all of the bags. your son always insists on bringing so many toys with him, even if he's only staying with his dad for a few days,

"hold on champ, let me help mommy," he murmurs, placing your son down. both of them make their way over to you, san smoothly grabbing everything. your son looks a little pouty, always wanting to prove his strength.

"appa, i can help too," he whines, tugging on san's denim.

"i know, buddy. but, i want you to have your arms free to give omma a hug," he explains. this time you're unable to keep the fond smile off of your face.

"c'mere june bug," you hum, sweeping him into a bear hug. you press several kisses on his squishy cheeks, delighting in his happy little squeals.

"i love you, bubble," you whisper, trying to fight the wobble in your lip. san's heart breaks a little bit. he knows neither of you will ever be able to get used to this. and he doesn't want you to. it's just more motivation to get his family back together.

you hug jun tightly before lowering him back to the ground, leading him and san towards the door.

"he'll be back before you know it." the warmth in san's voice makes you smile. he always knows what to say when you need it most.

"i know. i'm just a big crybaby," you whisper, not wanting jun to notice your sadness.

"no. you're just a great mom," he answers honestly, locking eyes with you. it's a direct hit, cracking through the tough exterior you try to put up around san. but maybe you don't want to anymore.

"c'mon bud, let me get you buckled in." san turns his attention to your son, heading out towards the suv he arrived in.

you stand at the door, watching your son babble to his father, likely filling him in on everything he got up to in the last 24 hours. san nods along enthusiastically, hanging on his every word. he puts the bags in the trunk, freeing up his hands to strap jun into the car seat. he jogs to the front seat, turning the car and ac on, before he lets jun's window down.

"bye omma!" his little voice carries across the yard. you make a show of blowing a kiss to him, which he grabs and holds near his heart. you wave and turn your attention to san before the waterworks start again.

to your suprise, he's jogging over to you, one hand behind his back. when he stops in front of you, he reveals a beautiful bouquet of flowers, a small white note sticking out the top of it.

"um?"

"beautiful flowers for my beautiful lady." his shameless flirting makes your cheeks heat up again, feeling like a school girl with a crush. instead of responding, you reach for the note.

have dinner with me? don't make the birthday boy eat alone.

you don't hide your smile this time, looking up to see the bright blush on his cheeks.

"bribing me with your birthday now?"

"you're the only gift i want."

you forget how to breathe for a second, the seriousness in his tone takes you back. regaining your composure, you respond with a curt nod.

"i'll have dinner with you, san" you state, unable to say no to him. and why should you? he really has been making more of an effort. taking off time from work to stop by and see jun (and you, of course).

he does a little victory dance, handing the flowers over to you. he's just as silly as ever, and you can't help but giggle at his antics.

"so, i'll pick you up saturday at 8?"

"i'll call the sitter."

"don't sweat it. woo would die if he knew we paid someone else to watch jun." you giggle again, unable to hide your giddiness. you really do miss laughing and joking with him like this. maybe you're more excited for dinner than you're letting on.

"okay, i'll spare him. i'll see you saturday," you murmur, looking at him through your lashes. san sweeps one last glance over you, like he's committing it to memory and storing it away until he can see you again.

"i'll see you saturday, baby."

[libraryofgage]

Harlequin Prince (3)

Part of: Steve Deserves Good Parents, Actually

Debbie and Fester Addams One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six Rick and Evelyn O'Connell One | Two | Three Harley Quinn One | Two | Three (you're here!) 10th Doctor and Rose One | Two Scooby Gang (there are plans for this one lmao, so plz be patient with me orz) Jedidiah and Octavius (from Night at the Museum) One | Two Queen Clarisse Renaldi One | Two | Three Leverage Crew One

So that Suicide Squad Isekai anime huh (it's great, I love it actually)

Anyway, I'll be playing fast and loose with Batman canon so all the batkids can be around at the same time have fun with that cuz I did (also forgive me if anyone is a little too OOC; i'm here for a good time not a long time), and the little flashback bit will continue in the next parts as Steve meets more batkids ^_^

As always, if you see any typos, no you didn't UwU

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Harley drops him off at Wayne Manor just after ten in the morning. She tugs a window open, carries him inside, kisses him on the forehead, and promises to pick him up in a week before climbing back out. Steve watches her until she's past the gate, clutching a Green Lantern plush his mother insisted he carry around because it'll annoy his Uncle Bruce.

Steve glances down at the plush, wishing his mother didn't have to go off on a mission when she'd just gotten out of Arkham two months ago. His wishes won't actually change anything, though, so he might as well make the best of his week with Uncle Bruce.

He turns on his heel, taking in the plain bedroom that will probably become his for the next few days. He holds the Green Lantern plush close and marches to the door, stepping out into the hall and choosing a random direction to walk in.

According to his mother, Wayne Manor can have anywhere between two and ten people staying in it at one time. She told him that Dick would be the most welcoming, if not the most confused, the girls would be the most fun, and Damien would be the most guarded, likely to consider him a threat for his entire stay.

It's just his luck that the first person he runs into is Damien. The other boy drops from the ceiling, blade of his sword glinting in the light as it comes to a stop just against Steve's neck. Steve freezes, glancing down at the sharp edge as Damien says, "Think very carefully before answering. Who are you, and what are you doing in my home?"

Steve looks away from the sword, tilting his head slightly as he shrugs. "I'm Steve. I'm staying here for a week," he says.

Damien's eyes narrow, and he takes a step closer, adjusting his arms so the katana doesn't move. "Says who? Does Father know you're here? Are you a spy sent by my mother?"

"Says my mom. Maybe. No," Steve replies.

A few more seconds pass before Damien hums. "Who's your mother?"

"Harley."

"Quinn?"

"Is there another?"

Slowly, Damien lowers the sword. "I suppose Quinn is somewhat reformed. How old are you?" he asks.

"Almost six."

"So, you're five," Damien says, nodding once. He sheathes his sword, apparently deciding Steve is no threat to him. "That makes me older than you, so you have to do what I say. Consider me your big brother for the week."

"Are you gonna make me hurt myself?"

"No."

"Mom said you wouldn't like me."

"Father said I should try being more trusting and welcoming. You are small and untrained, like a puppy. I could dismember you before you hurt me, which makes you ideal for practicing," Damien explains. He's quiet for a few seconds before getting a slight smirk. "Besides, it will greatly annoy my brothers if you obviously prefer me over them."

"I'm great at pretending as long as we can do fun stuff, too."

"Then we have a deal. You will act like I'm your favorite, and I will make sure you have fun."

Steve considers this, decides Damien is well on his way to actually being Steve's favorite, and steps closer. "Mom said Alfred makes the best cookies. Can we have some?"

"Yes," Damien says, "If you're hungry, then it's my responsibility to feed you as your big brother."

He offers his hand, seeming unsure when Steve takes it, like he isn't used to this kind of contact. Still, he doesn't pull away; he just hesitantly squeezes Steve's hand before leading him down the hall.

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Not two days ago, Steve was telling himself he'd never set foot in Hawkins High School. Now, after getting the run down on the Upside Down (and holy shit did this place suddenly get a thousand times more interesting), Steve decides he'll just have to brave the brick walls to get Eddie out.

He leans forward on his motorcycle, arms resting on the handlebars as he looks up at the building. There's an American flag waving in the wind, faded paint on the outside, and security so lax it'd be suspicious in Gotham. Steve briefly considers leaving his helmet on, but he settles for placing it on the seat once he's off the motorcycle.

Walking into the school is easy. He doesn't even get stopped by the receptionist at the front desk. She just waves him in without looking up from her book. So, yeah, getting in is easy; figuring out where Eddie is might be a little harder.

He wanders the halls and stops the first student he sees, a girl with short brown hair carrying an unwieldy instrument case in her arms. Steve places his hands on the case and gently pushes down, flashing a grin when he can finally see her face. "Uh, can I help you?" she asks, her tone implying she very much does not want to help him.

"Yeah, I'm looking for someone," Steve says.

Her nose wrinkles slightly in disgust. "Listen, dingus, if this is some kind of pick-up line dare, save it," she says, rolling her eyes. She takes a step back and Steve follows.

"Nope, definitely not," he says, "You're not my type, sorry."

"Excuse me?"

"Well, unless you're not a girl...," he says, voice trailing off and eyebrow raising as he watches her understand his meaning.

She blinks, her shoulders rising some. She glances around, confirms the hallway is still empty, and relaxes. "Word of advice," she says, "don't just say that shit where anyone can hear. People aren't exactly nice about it around here."

Steve flashes a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I can take care of myself, but thanks. Anyway, still looking for someone."

"Oh, right, uh, what's their name?"

"Eddie Munson. Know him?"

She blinks again, her eyebrows shooting up in slight disbelief. "Yeah, I know him. Whatcha need him for? He doesn't usually sell until after school."

Oh. Steve hums softly, filing away that tidbit of information for later. "Not here to buy. I'm here to take him somewhere fun," he says.

A few seconds pass in which the girl looks at Steve, drops her gaze to the instrument case between them, and then glances around the empty hall. "Well, shit, man, I wanna go somewhere fun, too."

Steve considers her for a moment, trying to figure out the logistics of fitting her and Eddie on his bike. Well, he can just have her sit on the handlebars or something. "Okay, but the instrument won't fit," he tells her.

The grin he gets in return tells him that won't be a problem. "Name's Robin, by the way."

This has to be fate, right?

"Steve. Nice to meetcha, Robin."

Robin's grin gets even wider, and Steve knows they'll be great friends.

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"Eddie usually sits in a corner," Robin says, standing at the edge of the cafeteria with Steve. It's teeming with life, and Steve hears snippets of conversations that blur into one dull roar that settles over the space. It reminds him of bars in Gotham even more than the actual bars he's visited here in Hawkins.

He can't see into the corners from here, but that doesn't bother him. "Wait here," he says, flashing a grin at Robin before walking to a mostly empty table. He climbs onto it, reaches into one of his jacket's inner pockets, and pulls out an air horn.

Steve waits long enough to see Robin cover her ears before raising the horn in the air and pressing down. It blares through the room, drowning out conversations and forcing people at the surrounding tables to cover their ears. A few more seconds pass before Steve lets up on the horn, grinning widely at the sea of eyes turned towards him.

"I'm looking for Eddie Munson," he says, twirling the air horn in the palm of his hand.

Instead of a verbal answer, he watches as the eyes turn from him to a corner across the room. A few people even duck close to their tables to clear Steve's line of sight, allowing him to see a confused Eddie sitting with his friends.

Steve grins, pockets the air horn, and starts making his way across the cafeteria. He walks on tables, jumps between them, and narrowly avoids stepping on more than one tray along the way. By the time he reaches Eddie's table, most of the students have gone back to their lunches and conversations.

"How's it going, Eds?" Steve asks, crouching in front of Eddie with a grin. He glances at the other boys by him, notes the identical Hellfire Club shirts, and nods in acknowledgement.

"Better now," Eddie says, his startled blink telling Steve he definitely didn't mean to say that out loud.

Steve somehow grins wider. "Wanna make like a banana and split? I've got somewhere fun in mind," he says, popping up from his crouch before hopping off the table and into the narrow space between Eddie's chair and his friend's.

"Dude, really?" one of his friends asks. "We have a session today."

Eddie looks torn at that realization, halfway standing and stuck like that. "That we do, Gare-bear," he says, defeat bringing his shoulders down.

"In that case, consider this a kidnapping," Steve tells them, grabbing Eddie's hand and pulling him up. He wraps his arm around Eddie's shoulders, winks at his friends, and promises, "I'll have him home before six, though."

Eddie's friends exchange glances, and Steve graciously pretends not to notice the puppy dog eyes Eddie aims at them. After a few seconds, one of them stands up, towering over Steve and outweighing him by a good bit. He clears his throat, glances at the other two, and tries to sound intimidating as he says, "Make it five thirty, and no funny business."

Steve nods and offers a mocking two-finger salute. "Yes, sir," he replies, flashing a grin before taking Eddie's bag from his seat and dragging him to where Robin is waiting.

"So, where are you kidnapping me to?" Eddie asks, managing to stick close to Steve despite having to weave through chairs and tables.

"Nothing special, really. Just an abandoned laboratory in the middle of the woods that has a gateway to another dimension filled with faceless monsters. Oh, and Robin's coming, too. Don't worry, though, I won't let you get hurt. "

He glances over to meet Eddie's wide eyes, something warm curling behind his ribs when Eddie finally smiles and whispers under his breath, "Fucking metal."

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[octoberautumnbox]

Do you have any adult, non-sexual related fantasies involving K-pop idols?

hi anon! thats quite a venn diagram of a concept u've put me up to LMAO

~~~

The door shuts behind you with a satisfying click, and both you and Yuri make your way to the car. Leaving the porch exposes you both to the early Saturday sun, and the crisp morning breeze fills your lungs and spreads through your body like some sort of infectious positivity.

You buckle in, same as she does, and the key goes into the ignition before the car hums to life. All systems go: gear in reverse, steering wheel primed, your hand on the brake, when all of a sudden, Yuri chimes in with, "Can I see the list again?"

It stops you in your tracks, "Don't you have it?" as your thumb lingers over the button that releases the brake. "No, you took it off the fridge door, next to the keys."

"Why would my keys be on the fridge door?"

~~~

You're off, admittedly, five minutes and a trip to the kitchen and back later than you should have. Yuri pulls down the sun visor as the light gets harsher, brighter, and returns her attention to her phone to sort out her other plans for the day.

"So tailor first, for the kids' uniforms," she lists out loud, "save the cash for the grocery store. I'm paying with my card." She taps a few buttons and continues, "Then we do groceries? Is that right?"

"No, we're getting ice cream. Market first." Your eyes are focused on the road, taking advantage of the quietness of the hour to drive wide around any squirrels that have yet to get off the asphalt.

"Okay, so we get ground pork and veggies," she mutters as she rearranges her notes. "And then we also need toilet paper." She continues out loud for a few more minutes, adjusting her to-do list as she goes, and you chime in when needed or when you feel she starts getting overwhelmed.

"Is it a hard no on the succulents?" The stoplight glows red as the display beneath it counts down from 90. You look over and find her glancing back at you, and what little you can see on her screen shows you this is the last thing on her list.

"You know what, sure. As long as you can find space for it." A well-placed hand on her head puts a smile on her face, and she turns back to her phone and types a few last things out.

~~~

The grocery bags thump and crinkle onto the countertop, "Careful of the eggs, Dad," she calls from the other room, and you go through the motion of wiping imaginary sweat from your brow. Pull out the contents of each and lay them out: eggs, meats, vegetables, snacks, cups of ramyeon, toilet paper, laundry detergents, what have you.

"Good morning, Dad," your little girl mumbles from the doorway. "Morning, Chief. Take a seat," you reply, still focused on sorting out your various items. She makes her way over to the stool on the other side of the counter, rubbing the sleep out her eyes, and as she settles onto the seat, she lets out a yawn.

"Haejoon was telling me about his dream," she says, "about playing his computer game against spiders that were cheating."

"Sounds wild. Your brother can be weird like that, huh?"

"Yeah, really weird." She yawns again and rests her head on the cool tile of the countertop.

~~~

You finally pull your son's arms through the holes in his uniform. "You're gonna have to button these yourself, Champ."

"But Mom buttons Haein's for her!"

"It's because I'm younger," his sister teases, a pompous grin on her lips.

"Only by a couple minutes!"

"Settle down, you two," Yuri interrupts, perfectly timed and exactly as loud as she needs to be. "Haein, do your own buttons," Your wife's voice is loving but firm, and her daughter lets out a whine, but ultimately she does them anyway.

The two finish putting on their uniforms, and after a couple twirls to show you how they fit, both you and Yuri clap before carefully taking them off again, trying not to crease them.

~~~

With the twins fast asleep, you turn off the light behind you and shut their bedroom door. You take careful steps down the not-so-well lit stairs, remind yourself to get lights for these sometime, and join your wife on the couch.

"Is Notting Hill okay?" she asks. The cursor hovers over the movie, and the synopsis fades into the screen. She hands you a spoon and offers you the bowl of rocky road and double dutch, and you watch as her eyes scan across the tiny words.

"Sure. Are you in the mood to cry?" You take a spoonful of ice cream, and immediately the fatigue of the day disappears.

"Eh, why not. I have you here, anyway," Yuri says, and she presses the button. The screen dims and buffers, and the movie starts.

You feel a little tug and a snuggle on your sleeve, so you bring your arm around her. Plant a kiss on her hair, and watch as she brings a marshmallow to her lips. The Universal Pictures splash reflects in her eyes, and at that moment you do two things: first, brace yourself for when the tears come, and second, thank your lucky stars it's you that gets to sit here with her.

~~~

[makeste]

BnHA Volume 35 - A Brief Reaction Journey

hello! so as mentioned in my last post, I’ve started catching up with the BnHA manga again FINALLY after almost two years, and have made it through a fair number of chapters so far! and since I’m not sure how long it will take me to actually post the corresponding liveblogs, I figured I’d make a couple of posts in the meantime to sort of preview my reaction journey thus far with some good old-fashioned OUT-OF-CONTEXT BULLET POINTS taken from my ramblings. originally I was going to make a single post for all 25 chapters I’ve read so far (up to 367), but I quickly realized that was waaaaay too ambitious lol. so for now it’s just this one, and I’ll put up the vol. 36 post probably tomorrow afternoon.

spoiler warning: just fyi, this post will obviously feature spoilers for chapters 342-350*, BUT it will also include some stray spoilers from chapters 362 and 403 as well, so just a heads up for that if you aren’t fully caught up!

*chapters 340 and 341 are not included because I've already posted full reaction posts for each one here and here, respectively.

Chapter 342

Endeavor being taller than Jeanist just feels so WRONG to me regardless of whether or not it is factually accurate. does this mean All Might is also taller than Jeanist?? I don’t want to live in a world where Best Jeanist has secretly been a perfectly normal sized person this entire time. someone please lie to me and tell me that he is tall

many thanks to Kacchan for inserting this small bit of levity into this scene which was otherwise well on its way to sending me into a SPIRAL OF FEELINGS, and in fact still is whenever I look at that panel of Deku with Eri and Kouta, and also that GODDAMN HUG WHERE HE AND INKO ARE BOTH CLEARLY AND PAINFULLY AWARE THAT THEY MIGHT NEVER SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN, AND IN THAT MOMENT THEY’RE JUST TRYING TO HOLD THE OTHER AS TIGHTLY AS PHYSICALLY POSSIBLE, AND SHE’S PRAYING TO WHATEVER DEITY IS OUT THERE THAT HE’LL COME BACK SAFE AND WHOLE, AND HE’S PRAYING THAT HIS MOM WILL BE ALL RIGHT EVEN IF HE DOESN’T COME BACK, AND NOT ALLOWING HIMSELF TO THINK ABOUT HOW MUCH HE ALREADY MISSES HER, BECAUSE HE CAN’T THINK LIKE THAT ANY MORE, BECAUSE THIS BOY IS FULLY GROWN NOW BECAUSE HE HAD TO BE, BECAUSE HE HAD NO CHOICE, AND I’M BOTH SO PROUD AND SO FUCKING SAD ABOUT IT AND I JUST NEED A MINUTE HERE ACTUALLY, OKAY!! OR FIVE MINUTES!!

LMAO WHAT AN AUSPICIOUS AND NOT-AT-ALL OMINOUSLY FOREBODING NAME. “hmmm what should we name our new class 1-A fortress?” “hmm well I was thinking maybe Troy, after the legendary city with the famously impenetrable walls, which to the best of my knowledge were never breached, or at least that’s what I assume since I never finished reading The Iliad! :) :) :) ...wait, why are you all looking at me like that. they didn’t actually breach them, right? guys? what happened to Troy? GUYS?”

I’m actually so proud of Deku because he’s come such a long way from the days when the mere CONCEPT of even TALKING to a girl was enough to floor him lol. but also I’m legit cracking up at he way he tried to segue into random small talk in the middle of the goddamn apocalypse. gotta be smooth about it!! casual!! you can tell how casual they are because both of them are suddenly struck by the inexplicable urge to fuss with their hair!!

Horikoshi really said “FUCK YOUR SQUADS!! ...but if we had a Todosquad this is who would be in it I guess”

my god. between this and the OchaDeku conversation the villains truly do not stand a chance do they? and they don’t even know how screwed they are yet. REDEMPTION IS COMING!! IT’S KNOCKING ON THE DOOR, TRICK OR TREAT, Y’ALL READY FOR THIS

Chapter 343

so we’re opening with everyone’s favorite Guy With An Old Wad Of Chewing Gum For A Face, AFO!

did this son of a bitch kill Nao’s dad and steal his sexy lie-detector quirk??

sob AFO is all “can I have your son’s cell phone number please” and they’re all “SURE”

bonsoir little Yuuga

do. ...do you not actually know. was this meeting not prearranged. “why are you here Aoyama?” “why are you here, Deku?” truly, why are any of us here??

I’m sitting here trying to play the “guess which parts of this dialogue are real vs fake” game and coming up completely stumped on every single sentence

so Yuuga’s all “can you believe that even though the city of Musutafu is basically down to just U.A., a Dollar Tree, a couple of crumbling park benches, and one very determined Starbucks, we somehow still have functioning courts and lawyers?” I actually can’t believe that at all tbh. you’re telling me “it’s the fucking apocalypse” is still not a good enough excuse to get out of jury duty

damn, Aoyama out here with the trash talk and the ON YOUR LEFT?!

MONOMA??!?!?!?!

Chapter 344

“Eraser’s” plan, indeed. you dare say that right to Kaminari’s face

SHINSOU!!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!??!?!?

HEYA YOURSELF YOU HANDSOME KNAVE!! LOOK AT YOU!! fucking loving the costume my dude! pretty please tell us your hero name to go along with it. is it MindCraft. I think your hero name should be MindCraft. don’t look at me like that Shinsou we need more punny hero names in the world

“yes well you see, I couldn’t do it, so I learned how to do it.” great story Shinsou

the way he’s rubbing the back of his neck there. are we gonna get some real Monoma character development at long last. feels like it’s long overdue and I am thrilled. he’s such a great character and I feel like we’ve only barely scratched the surface of who he actually is as a person and as a hero

THE UNEXPECTED VLAD KING MENTORSHIP WITH THE ARM AROUND THE SHOULDERS?? he really needed that support. outwardly he’s always made a big show of wanting his turn in the spotlight and begrudging class A for stealing the scene at every turn. but how much of that is really just an act. some of it? most of it? maybe even close to all of it? because right now he suddenly seems so small and young here and really wishing he wasn’t in this unenviable position of being one of the many World’s Last Hopes who are all way too fucking young

did Mirko’s giant robot hand just grow into an EVEN GIANTER giant robot hand??

long beautiful flowing mermaid hair. sorry what was I saying I kind of spaced out there for a sec

YES, AFO, ALL OF THIS TO SPLIT YOU UP YOU STUPID MUSH HEAD. MAYBE IF YOU EVER ACTUALLY FINISHED A MANGA IN YOUR GODDAMN LIFE YOU’D KNOW HOW A FINAL BATTLE IS SUPPOSED TO BE CONSTRUCTED. YOU MOLDY AVOCADO

Chapter 345

“no you don’t understand, we have so many sixteen-year-olds whose coattails we’re all hanging onto. we have sixteen-year-olds who can take over people’s minds. sixteen-year-olds who can create portals to warp you halfway around the world in an instant. and let’s not forget the sixteen-year-olds who can act their damn asses off. we have the best sixteen-year-olds in the world. our sixteen-year-olds are so much better than yours you fucking losers”

Deku I swear. if I’m about to discover that the reason you weren’t there to stop Kacchan from being literally, actually, canonically murdered is because your distracted ass got yoinked into the void by some no-name villain chucklefuck, I’m gonna...

don’t listen to him Aoyama you were magnificent. you were my favorite in all of the stage plays

BUT IS PHASE TWO SUPPOSED TO INVOLVE DEKU IN ANY WAY THOUGH??? HELLO??? IS ANYONE LISTENING TO ME??? I’M FROM THE FUTURE AND THIS IS URGENT, PLEASE

“I fucked up Ochako, I fucked up so bad” omfg Deku

she doesn’t want to hurt you Deku she just wants to shower you in love. in her own special way. by stabbing you a lot

anyway have fun on this... tropical island??? I guess?? Kacchan will just have to hold down the fort in the meantime. which I’m sure will go absolutely fine

Chapter 346

“th-th-this is really bad, right?” yes Tamaki, yes it is. you’re stuck here on the Super Mega Ultra Radical Gnarly Cracked-Out Wonder Stage with Shigaraki Fucking Tomura and at least two of you are about to die and I’M NOT OKAY

so now we’re also getting this hilarious insight into the inner workings of the Mega Ultra Tremendous Stupendous Incredible Sky Coffin and it is truly, truly phenomenal

Horikoshi stop taking my sarcastic jibes and owning them completely challenge!! all the best sixteen-year-olds. all the finest greatest Hyper Ultra Sparkle Glimmer Wonder Battle Stages

this is genuinely one of the boldest lampshading efforts I have ever seen in fiction you guys

“yes, we acknowledge that this does indeed seem impossible to have pulled off, BUT have you considered that, fucking quirks though???? AND THAT THEY ARE, AS THE KIDS SAY, WILD??”

Chapter 347

lmao they’re shouting at Monoma accusingly and he’s all “I’M HAVEN’T BLINKED AT ALL YOU GUYS I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO TELL YOU”

don’t mind him, he’s just out here growing out his hideously malformed hands and fingers endlessly from every part of his body, normally, as one does. nothing quirk-related about it. anyone could do this if they simply exercise and maintain a balanced diet. this 100% is not a quirk y’all it’s just essential oils

SUDDEN MONOMA FEELS DELIVERED TO MY DOORSTEP???

awwww. the way he’s almost panicked, frantically wondering if he somehow fucked the quirk up and desperate for Aizawa to believe him that he’s trying his best. and Aizawa quick to reassure him. this kid is so desperate for approval. and unapologetically careening his way onto my top ten character list, welcome dear boy

so that’s that. see you in two years Deku. his last words spoken out loud to Kacchan were, and I quote, “wha --”

Aizawa is so hopelessly impossibly hot at all times and I don’t know how the universe can handle his existence. he’s even doing it without activating his quirk now. no ponytails or anything. just an eyepatch and a dream

don’t mind me, I’m just out here doing literal algebra to figure out how long it would take Deku to get back here if he traveled at the same speed as All Might did in chapter 90 (30 seconds per 5km, apparently). about 20 minutes, give or take. well shit. hopefully he’s a little faster than Kamino-era All Might was, especially since he can fly and has that Fa Jin shit too. or maybe Rody can fly him lmao. or S&S’s hot fighter pilot boyfriend

“what’d Sensei say, Deku?” “he said no, looks like I gotta uber. can I borrow your credit card, I promise I will venmo you back”

unfortunately for Deku he does not realize he’s accidentally gotten himself caught up in what will undoubtedly end up being the most erotic and bisexual of the various final battles

can’t believe Deku has like 6 love interests and out of all of them, Toga is the first one who actually asks him out. good for you girl. gotta shoot your shot

Chapter 348

FELLAS IS IT GAY TO BREAK OUT INTO TERRIFIED BEN DAY DOTS BECAUSE A GIRL EXPRESSED HER CARNAL INTEREST IN YOU????

anyway so since Deku apparently doesn’t understand how romance works either, he’s trying his best to give an actual response by recontextualizing all of this in terms of the one big thing he does understand: All Might

you’re telling me you never wanted to stab All Might to death and then turn into him?? wow I just can’t believe it

but also... okay lol. so I was thinking about this sarcastically, but was then struck by the very unironic thought that there sorta kinda is someone whom Deku does, both consciously and subconsciously, try to be like, and who he also kinda does apparently share the same heart and mind as. at least if chapter 403 is anything to go by lol. soooooooo. huh

god damn it Toga. absolutely none of what you’ve said or done here has been even the SLIGHTEST BIT reasonable. you can’t just tell someone you want to stab them and be their girlfriend. and if and when they try to let you down easy by responding with the MOST THOUGHTFUL AND GENTLE REJECTION ANYONE COULD EVER POSSIBLY MAKE UNDER THESE CIRCUMSTANCES, because they’re actually the WORLD’S NICEST MAN, you can’t just respond by doing whatever it is you’re presumably about to do, which I’m guessing is gonna be really violent and unhinged

so Ochako is all “ever since we fought last time I’ve been thinking about you a lot!” and Toga is all “are you serious, YOU broke up with ME bitch” and now she’s standing behind her with a knife

“she’s the least predictable of our opponents” YEAH NO KIDDING LOL

“everyone knows that Toga is actually Ochako’s villain, like ffs Deku you haven’t even interacted with her since the Provisional Exam arc.” Deku they’re 100% right and you’re looking more and more the fool with each passing second

well all right lol. twenty minutes to get back to Musutafu. let’s just hope he doesn’t run into any traffic on the way

Chapter 349

what the fuck is OFA Dos’s quirk exactly and are we ever gonna get to it before I literally die of old age. at this point there’s gotta be a reason why he’s not using it, right?? so what’s the deal there? does he still somehow not know how? is it too dangerous? and I really need to know why II has the Bakugou gauntlets. tell me this isn’t one of the things we’re still waiting on answers for two years down the line because I swear to god I will cry

anyway so Deku’s saying he’s doing his best but he’s still “too slow”. WELL THEN MAYBE IT’S THAT TIME?? DEKU?? WHAT DO YOU SAY

NO FUCKING WAY LOL, CAN IT REALLY BE THAT EASY??!

OH WHAT THE FUCK, FUCK YOU NOT!CCHAN LOL YOU’RE JUST HERE TO COCKBLOCK HIM?

fuck. so has he used it since then?? is he gonna use it finally now that Kacchan’s alive and well again?? oh my god I need to shut up and stop asking questions and just keep reading. fuck

wow so Dabi’s literally just burning the All Might statue while he stalls for time trying to figure out how to beat his OP little brother who was literally engineered to be better than him sob. out of all the villains he’s probably the most screwed right now isn’t he

starting to get an inkling Dabi’s not happy that he doesn’t actually get to fight Endeavor. getting some subtle hints here and there that he might actually be upset about that

apparently wanting to fight Dabi and stop him from helping to destroy the world makes Shouto a pawn. wake up Shouto. stop being such a sheep, Shouto. can’t you see that saving the world is exactly what Endeavor wants you to do???!

this is just going to be seventeen chapters of Dabi talking about nonsense while they both stand around progressively getting hotter both literally and metaphorically isn’t it

Chapter 350

OH SNAP. [SLAMS HAND ON TABLE] HERE WE GO. IT’S FINALLY THAT TIME

well, well, well. to the surprise of absolutely no one. the real one who was responsible for everything this whole time

but I just have to pause real quick before we continue. because it absolutely cannot be a coincidence that AFO just happened to be there once again. just waiting in the shadows to magically swoop in the minute disaster strikes. and so, just like with baby Tenko, this immediately makes me suspect that Touya burning himself alive was not in fact a training accident at all. which is something I did not expect, and which, just. fuck, fuck, FUCK AFO. fuck this guy.

looks like the children's ward of a hospital?? wait, what??

how the fuck is he still so adorable. when exactly did the transition take place between adorable and sexily unhinged. right now Todoroki Touya still looks to be the absolute most adorable child on the planet

I miscalculated. I was not emotionally prepared to handle this chapter right now. I should not have clicked

really love to see that Touya didn’t just cave right away. wouldn’t have felt right, ngl. just doesn’t fit in with what we know about his character

oh shit wait we’re cutting back to Dabi talking to Shouto and he says he did come back home??

fucking why. goddammit what the hell. why is this the saddest fucking thing I’ve ever read. LOVE HIM!! SOMEONE!! ANYONE!! just love him, please. literally all he has ever wanted!!

JESUS. I HATE THIS. I am so upset right now. out of all of the horrific and traumatic and terrible, awful things that have happened to BnHA characters in their flashbacks, the thing that hits me the most out of all of them is this one image of a sixteen-year-old boy standing before an altar, with his family very much alive and standing RIGHT FUCKING THERE IN THE NEXT ROOM, and yet somehow feeling more alone than he’s ever been. so alone he literally gives up all hope in this one moment. my god I feel all of it and it’s so fucking devastating I keep having to stop typing so I don’t completely break down sobbing

well damn. after a rush of 15 and 13-page chapters, which were all admittedly appreciated by me in my race to catch up to Light Fades to Rain before this coming Friday, Horikoshi finishes up the volume with one hell of a 17 page finale. once again the Tododrama delivers. this was fucking phenomenal

[queenpiranhadon]

A/N: Lmao this was directly copied and pasted from a text rant w/ the tolerable @labaguetteisdabest 🤪 Here's my masterlist! Dividers made by @cafekitsune

Warning(s): Depression, mentions of adoption, PJO x Inheritance Games crossover AU

Pairing(s): None :)

•─────•°•❀•°•───── ʜɪꜱ ─────•°•☁︎•°•─────•

Okay okay hear me out- Grayson as a demigod.

Grayson Hawthorne is minding his business, being his imperial stoic self when he uncovers something interesting in Avery’s/ Tobias’s office.

He finds adoption papers. With his name under it.

And he starts freaking out- he’s clearly distraught- that meant he was never a Hawthorne in the first place, is that why Tobias made Avery heir??

And then he comes to the cold realization that if he’s adopted- then his family isn’t even his real family at all.

And his broken by this- coming to the realization that nothing is fully his, Nash, Jamie, Xan, Gigi, Sav- they’ve all only been half siblings- never biological siblings- and now they’re not even his siblings at all.

And so he ices out the world- isolating himself away from everyone, bunkering down in a five star hotel room that he hates with every fiber in his being because he doesn’t deserve it, it’s not his, it never was, he doesn’t belong.

And then he hears a knock on the door.

He opens it warily, only to see Gigi standing there, out of breath and clearly stressed.

“GRAY!” she says, her face flush and relieved, and he notices a clearly confused Savannah behind her.

“Can we come in? Please? We don’t have a lot of time.” Gigi says hurriedly, and barges her way into the room without asking permission, leaving both Gray and Sav extremely confused.

She huffs and sinks down onto the bed and opens her mouth to say something but then shuts it.

They stare at her for a few minutes, waiting for her to continue.

“So uh I have no idea how to tell you this but uh” she starts, fidgeting nervously, setting off all concern alarms in her siblings’ minds.

“So…I haven’t been very honest with the two of you…but Gray, Skye isn’t your real mom. Sav, Acacia isn’t either…” Gigi says, wincing at Sav’s horrified expression, but startles when she sees Gray’s normal one.

“…You already knew, didn’t you.” Gigi whispers, heart breaking as Gray nods without emotion. He wasn’t supposed to find out this way.

The man in question chuckles sourly, and nods “I found adoption papers in the old man’s office. Looks like I was never your brother to begin with.” he says his eyes turning watery for the first time in what seems years.

He scolds himself- Hawthornes don’t cry, they don’t show weakness. And then he remembered he wasn’t a Hawthorne anymore.

Gigi rushes to his side frantically, holding him by his shoulders and forcing him to look into his eyes. “We ARE related Gray- I said Skye wasn’t your mother, not that we don’t share a dad.”

Gray stares at Gigi dumbfounded, and then another question comes to light. “If Skye isn’t my mom, who is?”

Gigi glances at Savannah, who’s still reeling from the shock of the previously delivered news, and the former grabs her hand and squeezes it.

“You guys share one.” Gigi starts off, speaking slowly, treating them like glass. 

“Have you guys…ever heard of the Greek gods?”

Gray and Sav nod slowly, unsure of where she’s going with this.

“They’re real.”

Sav recovers first, and chuckles nervously. “Geegs, if you’re religious that’s great- but I don’t see what that has to do with-“

“Sav you’re not listening.” Gigi cuts in. “Your mother is one of the gods.”

Gray and Sav stay still, unsure of what to say. They were people of science, they didn’t believe in God, or anything like that. But the look in Gigi’s eyes said that she knew what she was talking about.

For the first time in forever, Grayson Not-Hawthorne-But-Still-A-Hawthorne-Because-We-Call-Toby-A-Hawthorne was speechless.

No strategic silence- just simply shocked.

And then Gigi chuckles nervously. “And I’m part goat.”

[deathsbestgirl]

thinking about my dad and how so many of the things i love are because of him.

he loved the x files and xena and charmed and horror movies and wolves and camping and hiking.

he used to tell me when i was a baby, he thought i should know how to climb out of my crib already, so he taught me (and then i would sneak out of bed to watch the x files from behind the couch). and how i used to pull the kitchen cabinet doors off, watch him put them back on and pull them off again. or how he simply could not put my socks on because i would scream & cry that he did it wrong, so he had to let me do it myself. or when he was watching some nature documentary show and they showed wolves, i kept looking from our dog abby (abby normal) to the screen in awe.

i think about him saying he doesn't like animals but he absolutely did and they loved him too. a cow licked his face!! jersey was most content with him (and now with my mom). he stayed up all night with a dog that wasn't even ours & belonged to a girl he couldn't stand. and the times we found dogs (a beautiful white dog outside our house, a malamute when we were camping) and he just hung out with them until we found the owners. (how i still tend to find dogs and have to find where they belong)

i remember him going on every ride with me & my sister. especially the roller coasters even though he didn't like them. or going with me in the ocean in his jean shorts because he didn't have an actual suit (as in refused to get one lmao) and we would swim out really far and get yelled at by my mom & the lifeguards. or when he would take me to work at the bookstore when i was really little (and now i work in a bookstore)

i think about all the things i didn't know about him. like my parents actual song was everything i own by bread (and not who's sorry now which they danced to at their wedding, they were insane) or how he had a girlfriend before my mom who had a daughter and one day the woman just left with her & he never saw them again. he was devastated)

i didn't realize what i was doing, but i made renata watch xena over the pandemic, and then x files almost a year ago. i haven't stopped watching it since.

seeing the color green everywhere in spring & summer invigorates me now. he gave me that color and usually it brings a feeling of peace, but sometimes it just breaks my heart because he isn't here anymore.

it's been five years now and it's still really hard. but somehow it's getting easier to remember him even though i don't feel i can remember enough.

[arcplaysgames]

So as far as beach episodes go: P4G > P3P > P5R

this one was a snoozefest, so let's touch on the important bits that stand out and then talk about Beige Boy and Solid Snake.

One, I have fully turned against Ryuji on the basis of his frequent and repeated disregard for Morgana as a part of the team and frankly as a full person. I am getting really teed the fuck off because for the last five hours or so of gametime, I have been watching Mona get more and more anxious about his place and about whether anyone on the team cares about him and his journey to the heart of Mementos

and at every fucking opportunity, Ryuji basically reinforces to Morgana yeah, you're not really one of the guys, you're not really part of the team, you're the mascot.

If I had agency in the world of this game, I would take Ryuji aside for a Fucking Discussion about this, because the fuse is lit and I am certain we are headed for a rift between Morgana and the team,a nd you know what? I'm on Morgana's side. He should be pissed, he should be hurt, because I'm hurt on his behalf just watching this unfold.

Fucking Ryuji, you are the bottom barrel of the Token Best Friends. Yosuke would never do me like this*. And if Junpei were here, he'd be Morgana's BFF, are you kidding.

(* in fact yosuke did the Literal Opposite and adopted the 'mascot character' lmao fuck you ryuji)

Yusuke is the fucking load-bearing column holding this game up, i swear to god. I have never understood the Moronsexual joke until right now. I imagine Reverie is like "I have to marry him, he'd be fucking hopeless without me???? it's just the right thing to DO"

Alas, Atlus hates me.

Futaba trying to grab the lobsters while Yusuke holds them out of her reach is the best rigging and animation this game has given us thus far.

Futaba picks her name, Oracle. And she is explicitly here to learn more about her mother's research, less to save people. Which is respectable and she's very up front about it.

THAT'S THE BEACH TRIP. like this one just was..... ugh. it had the weird queerphobic stuff again and it pulled the "the boys try to pull girls and fail" gag again but this time with ZERO charm at all. I remember that scene in P4G with Kanji, Yosuke, and Reverie was one of my favorites because it was genuinely really funny. This had nothing.

SIGH. WHATEVER. LET'S TALK ABOUT MORE INTERESTING STUFF.

blah blah blah evil evil evil blah blah blah

i have at this point accepted that Persona just sucks at foreshadowing the Big Bad of their games and P3 was a fluke. interested to see how P2 does when I eventually play it.

oh shit this game caught some of the Sony Hot Sad Dads disease, huh? Iwai has a dweeby looking son named Kaoru and he's ex-yakuza.

Do I like Iwai or do i just miss MGS2 Solid Snake? Who could say.

Also his shop theme tune fucks severely, it sounds like SMT4.

Anyway, after that we're having very domestic funtime at the cafe when

oh shit Beige Alert

Futaba immediately hides behind Reverie because she got Vibe Radar. Vibedar, if you will.

I feel like when Akechi enters your vicinity, your phone should get one of those emergency PSAs. Like when a tornado touches down in your county.

Okay so. /points. Eyes closed.

/points.

The fuck is happening here. Like, bruh, you showed up and immediately mentioned the lady who threatened Sojiro's custody of his daughter, and now you are looking like a wounded puppy because it turned the atmosphere frosty.

You did that, homeboy, that was you. I know you are astute enough to know that.

He sadly drinks his coffee and reveals his backstory: he was raised by a single mom who died soon after, then got stuck in the foster care system for a while.

THAT FAKEASS SMILE AGAIN. See, this is why I know he stirred up the hostile energy on his arrival on purpose, he is extremely good at tone and social cues, enough so that he can use or not use them to his advantage.

I would tell Reverie to install a deadbolt on his door but he doesn't have a door lmao this is going to be great

I keep saying this but: Bryan Fuller vibes. My god, Bryan Fuller vibes.

Futaba realizes she missed the fireworks festival so she runs out to get some small fireworks, and Morgana goes with her to make sure she's okay.

Morgana is the fucking best. He really gives a shit and puts himself out there for people and I just want him to be appreciated dammit!

This is Reverie's family now, yep. See that gurl? She is his sister. See that old man? That's his dad. Yep!

Also Sojiro doesn't even know Morgana is a person and treats him better than Ryuji.

yeah this is me going full kill bill sirens on Ryuji, sorry. i will slam dunk him into a fucking dumpster, i'm so angry with him for his MANY MANY fuck ups and, specifically, how he doesn't seem to learn or grow from any of them.

I think that's my beef with him. Like, P3P, Junpei did multiple big fuck ups, but he both apologized explicitly for them and also learned from them and became a better person for it. He was my ultimate ride or die. I romanced Akihiko but my true love was my broship with Junpei.

Yosuke also fucked up a lot and even went full Joker Mode once, but he also experienced one of the longest arcs of character growth in the game. I remember when I started to like him after being tepid on him for the first third of the game and how annoyed I was that he was growing as a person!!!! But he wound up being a fave.

I need Ryuji to get his shit together and start growing tf up bc I am real sick of his self-important bullshit and how he steps on Morgana's feelings. I am hoping whatever the upcoming blow-up with Morgana is leads him to wake tf up, but also I'm not holding my breath.

At least I have Ann and Yusuke.

[tarmac-rat]

WIP W/E but we're doing Sunday today

I've got a tag backlog of like 5 of these lmao so @ghostoffuturespast thank you for tagging me and waiting like 3 months before I had time lol 💜

Extra long one because hell I haven't shared anything in like 3 months and I wanted to assure everyone that I am in fact not dead.

From Rain in the Desert chapter 18. Mikoshi Chapter. Top 10 Conversations Held Right Before Disaster:

Whether she expected that to be met with laughter or annoyance, it hardly matters, because all Johnny gives her is one sagely nod. “Like I said, got all the time in the world now. Should think about what I told you last night, if you want a place to start, at least.” “Find my mom?” “Leave the city. Not just because you should and you’re too stubborn to see it yet— lotta heat’s gonna fall on you once this is all over. They’ll swarm your apartment, knock on some of your friends’ doors and give ‘em a shakedown, all the works. Sometimes, the best way to keep the people who care about you safe is to smash your holo with a hammer and fuck off into the desert for a couple years.” “Even without you in my head, I’m still finding ways to run through all your greatest hits.” “Say it like that’s a bad thing.” “No comment. And you, though? You come up with a plan yet?”

“Workin’ on it. Think it over for a bit, weigh some pros and cons, see if I like what I come up with. I'll burn that bridge when I get there.” “Just be careful.” “Always am, kid, but thanks for the pep talk.” “Will I ever see you again?” The words slip from her without thought. It’s like the one she asked on that overlook behind Westbrook, or in that booth inside the Afterlife, or shin-deep in the waves of the Pacific. A question born of pure, pathetic desperation— of a need for him to verify something in herself that she can’t even begin to explain. Because when the wall between them came crumbling down, there was no going back, all of her awful thoughts became his and all of his terrible dreams became hers. But now it’s been built back up and she’s left pounding on the bricks, screaming out for an answer that will never ever come. It doesn’t have to be loud, or resolute, or even honest. If she can just hear his voice join her own through all the miles between them, then could be she can find it in herself to live with that. Just something, a single word. Anything to prove that she isn’t on her own in this. But rather than give her that, the corners of Johnny’s mouth slowly draw up into a toothy smile. “Is that fondness I hear in your voice, princess?” he teases. It’s right around there V learns that code can, in no uncertain terms, flush, “Shut up.” “Sayin’ you’re actually gonna miss havin’ my shitty little thoughts ringin’ ‘round up in your head?”  “Shut up. Johnny.” The look he throws her at that almost makes V wish that Alt would come back and Soulkill her all over again, “Always thought you wore sentimentality like a pair of shackles and a straitjacket, but this is somethin’ else. You mean I might actually see you shed a few tears when Alt starts cartin’ me off?” “Jesus, forget I said anything. Ask a genuine question and I end up getting grilled for it like I’m on some shitty daytime talk show,” V grits out, hand against her brow in an effort to shield her burning face, “Wanna toss jokes about me being ‘sentimental’, y’know, but here you are not even taking a lick of this seriously when I’m trying to be on the level. You want to know what you’ll actually see when you go, Johnny? How about me flipping you one last bird for the road, since apparently your gonk ass can’t bear to not make light about this shit for five fucking minutes.” “...I’ll miss your shitty little thoughts too, if it means anythin’.” V glances up. Johnny hadn’t been looking at her anymore but as if sensing it return, his gaze does rise to tangle up in hers again. His body betrays nothing, almost; she doesn’t miss the way his fingers have curled in tight around his latest cigarette, metal knuckles rasping some discordant song against the tabletop. And maybe that’s the thing she’d forgotten about being human. That words are incoherent things, and so rarely do they mean what we want them to. Well, when you’re stuck there pounding on a wall, what better way to say that you’re not alone in this than to pound back? “This won’t be the end, though, right?” the chain around V’s neck tightens; she’s got the pendant and dog tags locked in a visegrip again, “I mean, if I manage to find my way back to the Blackwall again, maybe Alt can…I don’t know, carry a message over? Let me through from time to time?” Johnny’s smile is small, and restrained, and probably speaks to something they both know can never really be, but for a moment, maybe pretending that it could can somehow be enough; “We’ll work somethin’ out, princess.” 

If or when I have a new WIP to share, I'll probably do a WIP share tag then! But thank you again to everyone who's tagged me over the past couple of months!

[sharkneto]

From Cease-fire on the Cleveland Express:

Five’s jaw clenches. Hard. “Question for you,” he says, not looking at her. “How’d you figure out your power? You copy us, right? But how did you find someone like us to figure that out?”

Lila tilts her head. “Isn’t it obvious?”

He barely looks at her.

“You.”

He turns to look at her fully, brows furrowed.

Not sure why, she tells him, “When I was five, Mum was walking me through the medical wing to test me on my first aid. She stopped at a bed to talk to someone, see how they were getting on. I sneezed and ended up in a broom closet down the hall.” She smiles despite herself. “She was so pleased.”

Five’s gaze is distant, a little haunted, when she glances at him. “I’d just gotten out…” he mumbles. Very slowly, he closes his eyes and lets a long breath out. “And the other times?”

“On and off through the years. Mum would spring a training day and we’d go to the Agent Fitness Wing, go in the room next to the one you were being graded in and she’d run me through drills. I didn’t know I was copying you for years, I thought it was something special Mum was doing until I was like, ten. That’s the first time I got a glimpse of you. Through the window of the training room. You did have a very nice mustache, I understand why you’re upset to have lost that.”

He’s brought a hand up to rub at his eyes as she spoke, pinching in until he’s pinching the bridge of his nose.

“There was a trip to 2016, too,” she adds. “When I was a teenager.”

He stiffens. The hand drops so he can look at her, something almost fragile to his blank expression. “You saw my family?”

Surprised by the emotion Five is trying hard to clamp down on, she nods. More gentle, she says, “Not all of them. Luther. Allison, at a premier for some movie. Klaus. He was too high to notice me. I didn’t know their names, then. I had nightmares about ghosts for weeks.”

I'm obsessed with this concept and i want to know everything about your thoughts about it

We've talked a little bit about this on our own, but for you my friend I'll put it all here - What Was Lila's Power Training Like.

The little bit I touch on in Cease-fire on the Cleveland Express you've put above, very helpful, thank you. I'm obsessed by the potential of how much of Lila's life has looped around Five's couple years in the commission. I headcanon her to be a few years younger than the Umbrellas (25? 26? somewhere around there), and thanks to time travel those 25 years dot through Five's four-ish Commission years and a couple points with the other Umbrellas. It's delightfully mind-bendy.

But the Handler obviously knows that Lila has a power, and probably what it is (most likely thanks to the Infinite Switchboard, my least favorite plot device but I'll allow it). She uses Five to obtain Lila so she has a handy piece to pull should the two of them ever try to team up against her (and it would have worked, too, if she wasn't so fucking awful lmao). Once she has Lila, it's just a matter of training her to be a good little solider-daughter and waiting for her powers to manifest via regularly and discretely walking her past Five until something kicks in and Happens.

Once Lila is up and operational, the Handler just has to schedule Lila's training next door to specially designated reviews for Five (that none of the agents have to go through but why would Five ever know or check that). Five gets reminded that he's Always Being Watched and Judged and Lila gets practice with using Five's powers and feels special for this one-on-one time with Mummy - a fucking win-win for the Handler. I don't think Lila fully understands that what she's doing is innate to her or that it's tied to her vicinity to Five for a few years. She knows of Five, thanks to his reputation and the fact that he does pop up relatively frequently in the sidelines of her life - he's leaving her mom's office when she's coming, she's waiting on the other side of the door until the Handler is done with whatever she's talking about with him (aka mindgames). I'd say she's around ten or so when she gets her first Real Look at him and he teleports away - allowing her to put the pieces together that he can do what she does and she can't do it now that he's gone. This random little kid doesn't even register as a thing to remember for Five, he's got missions and time travel and betrayal to think about.

From there, as Lila gets older and the Handler feels comfortable enough that she has control of Lila and Lila has control of her powers, it's time for little field trips through time to try on other powers. After all, what good is Lila if she's only comfortable with Five's power (I mean, a lot, actually, but that's not good enough for the Handler)? Lila is most useful if she can try on and immediately use any power she comes across. Luckily for the Handler, she knows where there are six (...five, RIP Ben) people with powers that Lila can try on for size. Lila doesn't get to see or know who's powers she's borrowing - the Handler can't afford any sort of connections to be made there, no temptation for camaraderie or bonding - but her mum does find her superstrength, the power to control people with a simple phrase, and some fucking ghosts. None of these are as comfortable as Five's teleporting that she's been playing for years now, but she can do it and use them. Later, landing in the 60s and suddenly getting faces to these powers is a trip, even after her briefing for the job.

Lila is such a fascinating character, in part for me in how entwined her life is with Five's, for better or worse. I'm so glad they're frenemies in the show, the Commission fucked them both up in similar ways and it's nice they get to have someone who understands that.

send me ~500 words from one of my fics for director’s commentary

[sochilll]

For the prompt list, can you do 18 as kleinsen? I need wholesome Hanukkah fics lmao. Also I loved ur work during October! You’re a great writer and I’d definitely be fine if you did it again!

Thank you so much ;_; <3 there are a few I might sneak in if no one requests them just for funsies so we’ll see!

18. Hanukkah + kleinsen

Prompt list

“You’re gonna stretch it out.” Jared smacked Evan’s hands so he stopped pulling on his sweater sleeves.

“I know. Sorry. I’m just nervous.” Evan pushed his sleeves up. “What if they hate me?”

Jared squinted at him. “Why would they hate you?”

“I don’t know.”

“I’ve been out to my extended family for two years, Evan. They don’t care.”

“I don’t mean because I’m a guy. What if they just… hate me as a person?” Evan mumbled.

“We don’t have time for you to spiral right now. You should’ve done that before we left.” Jared took his hand and pulled him up the driveway. “I love you and they’ll love you and my mom already loves you. It’s gonna be fine.” He squeezed Evan’s hand and then pushed the door open.

Jared’s house was packed with family. There was a group of aunts sitting on the couch and a collection of older cousins huddled over a game board on the floor. Laughter and a sweet, delicious smell came from the kitchen, music played over the chatter, and there were at least six kids running around between it all.

One of them, a boy of about five, skidded to a halt and screamed, “JARED!” He then proceeded to tackle Jared head on.

Jared grunted a bit but managed to hold his balance. “Hi Sam.”

It took approximately nine seconds for the rest of the kids to pile on, dragging Jared to the ground.

Jared looked up through the hands in his face at Evan, who was laughing at him. “See? You’re having fun already.”

The only kid who hadn’t participated in the tackling was a small girl in a blue dress and two messy braids who stood there staring at Evan. Evan waved. She didn’t wave back, just continued to stare.

Jared extracted himself from the children. “That’s Annie. She likes to stare. Come on let’s go find my mom.”

Jared pulled Evan through the house, stopping every few steps to hug an aunt or introduce Evan to a cousin. Finally, they made it to the kitchen. Jared’s mom was talking to her sisters, laughing loudly as she fried something on the stove.

“We’re here.” Jared announced.

“Oh, hi!” Jared’s mom hugged him. She turned to Evan, grinning. “We’re so happy you could come Evan.” She hugged him too.

Evan nodded as he was released. “Thanks for inviting me.”

“Of course.” She turned back to her pan and flipped over a latke. “We figured it was about time you met the whole family, huh?” She winked at Evan.

Jared cleared his throat. “We’re gonna go find something to eat.”

“Shouldn’t be hard.” One of his aunts chuckled. “Your mother’s been cooking all day.”

Sure enough, the kitchen table was loaded with food. Plates of all shapes and sizes were filled with snacks and desserts. Jared immediately reached for a knife and sliced into a dense loaf of bread. He slid a slice onto a plate and passed it to Evan.

“What is it?”

“Delicious.” Jared said, getting a slice for himself. He looked at Evan. “It’s chocolate babka. It’s kinda like bread, kinda like cake. It’s good, okay? Trust me.”

Usually, those words would be enough to make Evan hand the plate right back, but the smell was making his mouth water so he decided to trust Jared just this once. Jared was right. It was delicious.

Jared led him to the couch where Evan was bombarded with questions about work and school and Jared. He answered them as best he could, trying not to ramble or stumble over his words too much.

Funnily enough, it was Jared who first made the suggestion that they get some air. Evan hadn’t realized how badly he needed it until they were sitting on the wicker couch on the front porch, wrapped in a blanket from inside.

“Doing okay?” Jared asked sliding his arm around Evan’s waist.

“Yeah. Just… a lot of people. It’s not bad. It’s just-you know what holidays look like at my house.”

Jared nodded. He’d been to his fair share of Thanksgivings and Christmases with Evan and Heidi. They were small. It was nice, actually. Jared loved his family, he loved the chaos and noise of Hanukkah. But it was also nice to sit on the couch with Evan and his mom and watch cheesy movies. To have a dinner where everyone could hear each other and no one threw anything.

“It’s nice that your house gets so full during Hanukkah.” Evan said, pulling Jared from his thoughts. He smiled as a burst of laughter came from inside. “It’s… they’re all very welcoming.”

“You ready to go back?”

Evan pulled at his sleeves. “Maybe just another minute.”

“Okay.” Jared leaned over and kissed him. “One sec.” He disappeared inside.

Evan pulled the blanket tighter around his shoulders. This was far from he and Jared’s first December as a couple. But they had never been sure about Evan coming for Hanukkah and meeting Jared’s entire family. They tried last year but Evan chickened out at the last second. The prospect of meeting all the extended family members was too much. He’d met a few of them, the closest cousins and grandparents, at Jared’s high school graduation party. When this thing between them was still new. When Jared still blushed bright red at any mention of Evan being his boyfriend.

“Okay.” Jared stepped back onto the patio. He pulled the table closer to them and set a few things down. “If we’re staying out here we need sustenance,” he pointed to the plate full of sweets, “and entertainment.”

“Agreed.” Evan took a cookie from the plate.

“So I’m gonna teach you how to play dreidel.”

“Don’t you just spin it?”

“No. There are rules. Here.” He passed Evan a handful of smooth stones.

“Are these mancala pieces?”

“Shut up.” Jared said. “First we each put one in the middle.”

Evan did as he was told.

“Then we spin.” He showed Evan each side of the dreidel. “This side means you take everything in the middle. This side means you take half. This side means put one in. And this side means you do nothing. You win when you have all the pieces. Got it?”

“Sure.” Evan was arranging his mancala stones by color.

Jared handed him the dreidel. “You spin first.”

“Why?”

“Cause that’s the rule. Whoever I like best gets to go first.”

Evan snorted, shoving Jared. “You’re dumb.”

“I’m just buttering you up so you’re less mad when I kick your ass.”

“We’ll see about that.” Evan leaned over the table and spun the dreidel.

[soulsxng]

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@arcxnumvitae | It's the crackship roulette baybeeeee! | Accepting!

Nirbhi & Somnio (Both of them would probably feel some kind of kinship or understanding with each other in that both of them were "trapped" for a long time; albeit in different ways. They can bond over talking about some of the different places that they've traveled to!)

"Oh! I hardly ever meet aaaanybody that's been there before! What did you think about it? What time of year did you go?" Nirbhi knew that she was asking a lot of questions of the demon, but she couldn't help it. She was the type who could talk to just about anyone in general. So when it came to something like this, that she really loved? It was even worse than usual. "I ask, because if you go toward the end of fall, there's a phenomenon that sometimes occurs where the snow will start to glow at night, like an aurora! I missed it myself when I went, and now I just have to go back, one day!"

Baphomet & Huaxiu (...Wait, why another god? Are the dragons collecting gods?? I don't know how much Huaxiu would like Baet, if I'm being honest. Then again, Baet has an energy that somehow makes people that typically shouldn't like him, like him anyway...so I could be wrong?)

"Well, well. I came to talk to Aro about something, but I didn't expect a dragon to answer his door. If that's the case...I would imagine he's still asleep-- actually, wait...let's not get ahead of ourselves, hmm? Not every day you meet one of the esteemed Red Eyes of the Dragon God, after all." A smile curves at Baphomet's lips, and he offers his hand to Huaxiu in greeting. From what he could sense, there were five, no...six other dragons inside, as well the Inari that he had come to speak with. They must have come for Ativere's festival. "My name is Baphomet. And you are?"

Melchior & Eilidh (Immediately, I know that Io would love Eilidh. Not even in that way necessarily, but...she has that type of energy that he tends to gravitate toward in people he likes to hang around with)

"I don't mean to bother you, but would you be willing to help me out with somethin'? It won't take long, I promise." The demon was on a job, and the person he was tailing seemed to have started getting suspicious that they were being followed. Rather than jump in, and potentially see bystanders caught in the fighting that would no doubt come from it, Io decided that it would be best to just blend in for a bit, instead. "Pretend that you know me? Talk about something, walk with me a little...we could sit down at that cafe, if you wanted. I'll even order you something. What do ya say?"

Enoch & Aur (You know the "I'm in danger!" meme? That. That's the feeling I get from this. For various reasons. That aside though, I feel like they would probably get along pretty well with each other? The dragons are out here collecting deities, and Aur is collecting Questionable Company lmao)

"King Camhlaidh. My most humble apologies if I was in your way. Please, go ahead." Of course Enoch had noticed Seelie's ruler approaching already, and had positioned himself in such a manner that they would cross paths. Cloudy wings give a little billow as he bows deep, straightening again soon after to follow leisurely alongside Aur. "It would seem that we both had a similar idea, in taking a small respite from the crowd. Between the toasts and such, things are getting to be rather boisterous in there, aren't they? Even more-so for you, I would imagine-- and while that tends to mean the party is going rather successfully-- a break would be more than well-deserved."

Callan & Amara (I could at least see them being friends! From what I can tell, Amara has a somewhat similar personality type to Callie's best friend...though hopefully a little less energetic? Not to mention, one of the familiars that Callan's mom is bound to, takes the shape of a phoenix, so he would love to meet a real one!)

"He's usually a little better behaved than this...I guess he really likes you, though. It's okay if you pet him; he won't bite or anything." Pale blonde locks swish back and forth with the shaking of Callan's head. The Cephlani's arms crossing over his chest as he regards the odd looking raven that had settled on Amara's shoulder. Though it didn't seem to have any eyes (or any evident facial features at all, really), the bird seemed to be intently watching the food that the phoenix had in his hand. Giving a little purr, followed by a few noises that sounded like kisses, like it was trying to butter Amara up.

"Oh, he wants your food! I'll get him, sorry. Thistle, come on, you can't just fly up to someone and demand that they give you their stuff. Talk about rude..."

[moonvalecrossing]

Alright, to cap off my "Favorite and Least Favorite" series of questions for Pokemon S/V, let's do one for the Team Star admins (well, Bulbapedia calls them "Bosses", but tbh I don't really care lmao). Since there's only five of them, I think it makes sense to go through them from worst-to-best (or best-to-worst, whichever you prefer).

As you said 'five' I shall not mention my thoughts of Team Star's big boss. The short answer to THAT is 'meh'. I don't even know if anything in here can be counted as spoilers? But just in case TEAM STAR SPOILERS.

I don't hate any of these guys so we'll go least to most favorite. Getting my info on background from Bulbapedia since it's been a hot minute since I played and my brain can only retain information for SO LONG.

5. Eri. The big muscle of the group is a girl and is actually really sweet. The team mom. Pretty yawn. Coolest base location though. Props for that. Why's she bullied? Too great. People jealous. So tough! So good at pokemon! PRETTY LADY. If everyone liked her so much I fail to see how a few jealous mean girls could make any bullying towards her a big enough problem she'd be on the same level as the others.

4. Mela. Meh. Mehhhhh. Another female character in the group with a bully backstory that is amazingly stupid. Someone picked on her because they thought she acted and dressed too cute and got jealous. Hee hoo girls can only be bullied because others are jealous of them. Now she dresses like she fell into a paint bucket at hot topic. Couldn't stop laughing at her goose step walking animation though. If she had an actual shirt of some kind I'd actually like her outfit a lot.

3. Ortega. Okay Bulbapedia has absolutely nothing on this guy's backstory. I'm gonna assume he got bullied because he's clearly a rich baby. Precious rich baby fairy boy I love him and will protect the child WITH MY LIFE. Now if only I could fix that weird ass bowl cut over mostly shaved rest of the hairline thing. Is that a popular look now or something? If it is, kids goddamn I do not want to be cool.

2. Atticus. Bulbapedia's no help here either but dang son if this kid was not bullied because he LARPs like he's gonna die if he doesn't I'd be surprised. Kid is pretty but even I want to gently put him inside a locker and close the door. If he got bullied because he supposedly decended from ninjas and that's somehow weird for him to act and dress like this then ATTENTION DUMBASS CHILDREN OF PALDEA I WOULD LIKE TO INTRODUCE YOU TO KOGA AND HIS DAUGHTER

1.Giacomo. How do I pronounce this name? I've been calling him Guac-omo this whole time. Anyways. The Dark type boss of Scarlet/Violet! Yet another favorite. 10/10 in my school days I would have watched him quietly from a distance like the introverted shy girl I am. This poor fool got bullied because he got to be Class President and made a bunch of hilariously stupid strict rules so they tossed him out and replaced him with Nemona. It's okay Guacboy. I still like you better than female Ash Ketchum over there. NO NEMONA I WAS NOT MAKING EYE CONTACT TO BATTLE PLEASE GO FAR AWAY FROM ME YOU NUT JOB. Also I have no idea what exactly is going on with Giacomo's hair but I like it. Also his name is basically from pinapple. In every language. Hee hoo pineapple boy~

I love Team Star. I would 100% have joined them because I too was bullied as all heck. ...And not just because I would have tried to get near Giacomo. No, no. ...Kinda. Damnit. I'm gonna be making an OC because of this later aren't I. Oh well. ONE MORE ONTO THE PILE!

[goblinselfshippr]

❤️Romantic f/o tag explanations+ links

(+Leviathan bc he used to be a romantic but he got switched) fair warning, I don’t keep up with all the shitty musician drama. Warning for medications/experiments/drugs in Albert’s part specifically(which I have moved to the very bottom past Leviathan for that reason).

Vergil- #❤️[A Thousand Years]

Pretty sure most people get this one, it’s the infamous Twilight wedding song. Everyone and their mom knows by this point that I’ve been shipping with this guy since I was like 10, and when you spend that much time writing/daydreaming about a guy it really does feel like we’ve been together for millennia. BUT did you know it is also based off of a wedding dance that I always thought about us doing? It’s a bit of a mashup between this video and this one

Cicero- #❤️[DWTC]

This is actually an acronym for Down With The Clown which is an ICP song… yeah… lol my parents should’ve known I was not gonna be a normal child when they blasted Riddlebox 25/8. Cicero’s entire playlist is mostly ICP because he is in fact an insane clown. I think originally his tag was going to be “My axe” or “chop chop slide” or something but obvs that’s violent and I figured I’d probably need to censor everything if I went with those. I wanted to keep them around 3 words or less, so the acronym was just faster (meanwhile Simeon’s tag exists)

Farkas- #❤️[Tír na nÓg]

*inhale* HOOO BOY this is both a song by Celtic Women and the fae world in Irish folklore. In the song, I’m pretty sure it’s about a warrior who is shipwrecked on an island and sees a faerie that looks like his wife who is trying to tempt him to stay safe with her on the island of Tír na nÓg. My S/Is are exclusively either fae or angels (sometimes both at the same time) but I figured Skyrim has a closer folklore to Norse and Irish and popular culture loves saying they are the same. So yeah, Tír na nÓg because he’s getting tempted by a pretty fae lol

Aizawa- #❤️[Mr. 10pm Bedtime]

This is a song by Girli (one of my top 10 faves) and I really feel like the chorus fits him shdndj especially “Baby, don't tell me you're too old To have a little bit of fun sometimes” and “So tell me one more time That I've been trashing your bedtime I hear you knock, knock, knock On the door and you let me know “Pipe down or you'll have to go!" “ like that is HIM. Our dynamic is very much “loud/flashy/extroverted” and “god I’m so tired introvert”

Levi- #❤️[Under the Willow]

Another lucky guy with a wedding dance. Willow by Jasmine Thompson (warning, the camera spins with the dancers for some ungodly reason so those parts might make you dizzy/motion sick bc it for sure makes me a little nauseous) it’s a really soft song and I kinda only picked it for him because of the line “Down by the water, under the willow Sits a lone ranger, minding the willow” but some of the other parts still fit him imo “If he had spoken, love would return Spoken inside, too soft to be heard” bc that man has a hard ass time conveying emotions. Yes he is blunt, but feelings are embarrassing. (Source: me wanting to disappear the moment I have them). It’s apparently based off of a fairytale called Under the Willow by Hans Christian Andersen

Wrecker- #❤️[Absolutely Smitten]

Dodie song because I was absolutely in my Dodie era with him SHCAKCAB It’s so cute and fun and just feels like him! Esp because it’s easy to imagine my s/i singing this about him (she is a performer) in the bar! I don’t really have a lot to say, these things just lined up. It was a hard tie between this one and Would You Be So Kind, but for me the shorter tags the better.

Simeon- #❤[Kannst du die Engel sehn?]

This is from Die Engel by Eisbrecher, the tag means “can you see the angels” really original i know lmao I love this band and this song(I am not in any means fluent in German, I can only flirt and order food), I have included a video with the English translation. It WASNT going to be five words long, but I felt like just “Die Engel” (The Angel) would NOT work because people wouldn’t understand its not die(English), it’s die(German) + be like “wow that’s a little harsh” 🤣 the full lyric is “Can you see the angels, they fall only for you” which is meant to allude to how Simeon does a LOT of shit he is not supposed to for the MC

Jafar- #❤️[Out of Body]

This is a song by Gorillaz that feels kind of like some sort of cult ritual at first. Allegedly it is about the sort of euphoria you feel dancing at a club or party. Idk feels a lil culty to me(<- has never been to a party). Another one I don’t really have much to say about, in my head it just fits. It’s fun and upbeat and a little crazy/foreboding because this guy is nuts ily tho bby

+Leviathan- #❤️[Break the Internet]

This is from Cyber Sex by Doja Cat exclusively because I didn’t know what the hell to use for him that wasn’t an anime OST song, and I like keeping the music theme. (Sorry bud) I was going to do something from Match to Water by Pierce the Veil(which I feel like is HIS song even if I don’t really feel romantically abt him as much), but I really couldn’t find anything short and snappy that I felt like fit him. And obviously the name of this song would not work on my sfw page 😅

Albert- #❤️[Mr. Doctor Man]

Song by Palaye Royal that has been stuck in my head for the past 6years (shoutout to my ex who introduced me to this band). It’s pretty heavy if you actually listen to the words (alludes to a doctor using illicit substances to cope with the trauma of the job). I’m not completely naïve to the fact that our guy Bertie is canonically a homicidal maniac who absolutely abuses his position to turn people into weird zombie demons or human hamburgers. His story is dark and I wanted his song to reflect that feeling. One of the more recent updates from the game’s creator actually shows a concept art of a kid Albert in some sort of medical testing facility, and I really felt like the song’s themes resonated with him

[castle-dominion]

castle 5x22 the squab & the quail

hhhhhh this episode reminds me I have work this afternoon screw that. I just prayed an entire rosary so I get to go home early

Ok wow gay servers such a thing, loud chefs, loud expo, GIVE THEM THE GOSHDARN CHIT THO squab & quail DON'T TOUCH THE PLATE LIKE THAT Spray on purpose or...? poison? Ew glass tables

that is a lot of money & pricey af the poison would not work that fast... in a situation like that, point at some SPECIFIC person & tell them to call 911

Girl he's playing a videogame pwned XD he had plans to play with Patel! it's not my mom it's worse XD so true bestie

canadian lol

lmao ew capitalism

clipped the *oof* now

RC: Last supper list. (off their look) You and a table of 12 with anyone from history. What is mine, you ask? I’m glad you did. In order it is, Lincoln, Einstein, Ian Fleming, John Lennon, Joan of Arc, Sinatra – (he notices BECKETT’S face dropping. she sighs) And you, of course. Ok but Joan of Arc MMMMM that smile from ryan XD

at least he holds up a finger nice of him ig HE KNOWS HIS BOOKS

Esposito has returned Lmao ofc it was propped open, u know how hot it gets & how many chefs smoke?

"when you're paying attention" lol

dark hair MAYBE

shouldn't be but it always is RC: Corporate raider shutters a chemical plant and ends up eating crow. Or in this case, poisoned squab. It’s poetic. Diabolically speaking.

Nice outfit on esposito. also ryan. & everyone. Like beckett.

Maybe smth from the carribbean where his family was?

I don't need to clip but Iwill, lanie <3

castle REMEMBERS the menu? maybe ryan just didn't know lol

Lucas, this is the kid who said yes chef & served the plates

Yep all this screaming. I don't want to go to work.

KB: Do you know anyone that would want you dead? Eric Vaugh: No Me: you're a rich capitalist, what are you thinking? he's actually... surprisingly,, considerate

Petra? the indian boy?

PRIVATE security

a heart in the coffee <3 <3 I could clip this but I won't RC: (scoffs) Jealous? (off her amused look) Yes. Yeah he's cool & stuff but I love YOU KB: he is not interested in me VG: hi, he wants u specifically I think it's cool how she wants to recommend specific uniformed officers lol ONLY beckett?

Hit list? clipping this jenny my beloved wow esposito's hair JE: Because at the moment he is stupid drunk. Seeing double. skfjslkdjfsdkfsj RC: To make him the best damn cup of coffee he’s ever had.

He did a background check? good afternoon <3 David Anderson (the attorney): If he gives you any trouble we can put him on investor conference calls all day.

Saxiphone Lanie my beloved freebie five?

Talented researcher bro Beckett's turtleneck <3

I like her outfit & esposito looks kind of boring but nice & ryan looks beautiful I recognize her tbh the room is too dark. The other room needs to be darker for the glass to work

castle rattling the door what is even..?? XD XD XD RC: Okay, so after two cups of coffee, a latte, and three espressos our homeless friend Mr. Hazelton over there finally sobered up. yk i'm clipping

nice transition into the building them walking, rly good

Oof right in the head like that...

OH YES THEY REMEMBERED THE ALLERGY THEY GAVE HIM IN S1 HECK YEAH KR: I’ll live, unlike Cory Harrison. Ok that reminds me, in the The Ring episode, ther was no forced entry for the first vic, they never solved that

Ey beckett is here VG: You and the boys can go back there Mr. Castle. Why kill the busboy after getting him to kill someone else? using one murder to cover up another?

Just like my mom. She trusts me, but not the ppl I'm around castle chill

RC: Let’s get to that restaurant and get some answers. CASTLE leads the way out the door but RYAN and ESPOSITO don’t follow him. They head for their desks. RC: Seriously, guys. I mean it.

is this the same hotel they used in LA?

Sussman? gun ok yeah valid but ew she's right Ooh! Thank you sir! the essential lol, booze & a pretty girl

*hits himself in the eye* you know during The Thing, she coud have said "we were that close because he did a dumb" but the champagne was already poured so it would not have been a good excuse *update* yeah castle visits the hotel at some point after champagne before The Thing

Ooooof, legit? This is new york!

She is going to reveal that!?!? not too much tho ooh architecture! You patented that? I mean,,, you have a reason,, but make it free too bro I have suffered for it XD

Gates is so pretty castle not knowing how to do stuff & ryan doing it for him jashsjdfkjsfdh also castle investigator moments, gates is probably impressed what's on his neck? KB: Oh my gosh. You’re sounding like my dad dropping me off at summer camp. Remember petra tho? JEALOUSY

Tory jdsfdsjflkh I love her See? I mentioned the neck THE PRESCHOOL I was right! POSSIBLE match

Apple XD & alexis <3 Castle don't yell at your daughter MARTHA NOT THE RIGHT THING TO SAY & alexis' shirt martha is sort of right but GIRL SHUP

Wait they said ballistics would take a few hours, why are they still at work? why is CASTLE home? He would be the one to stay as long as possible! why didn't they text the photo last time? JE: Yep. He’s a match for height, age, and placement of creepy neck tattoo.

He really is a charmer except for one thing: why won't you sleep with me? Well you could CALL castle & ask his permission... say "hey I want to sleep with him but I LOVE you & I want your permission, because I respect you & if you say no then I will not" & that might actually be the thing to drive castle to say yes bc she trusts him & loves him & will always come back to him even if she sleeps with this guy. & also castle would be able to say she slept with eric vaughn & still chose me

He dead?

Castle <3 lol she's right KB: Yeah, preferably one without windows that snipers can't shoot through.

KR: Hey Beckett, I hate to do this to you, but I need to take your statement. *taps his notebook* Beckett could have said "actually if he was there I must have been a bit farther back" also it's cool how dever gets to wear his wedding ring (with duplicates of it) on camera bc his character is canonically married. & ryan's wife's actress is married to ryan's actor. Cool af. KR: Right … (he moves to where she gestures) … here. *He looks up and realizes he’s right in BECKETT’S space. He backs up a bit and looks to the hole in the window.* *almost clocks her in the jaw* stumbled you say. ryan taking it down as if he believes her yk rly sus, eats the wrong food, stumbles at the shot, sounds like he knew what was going on. KB: He kissed me castle KR: I'M DONE HERE *leaves*

RC: Well, if he kissed you, why wouldn’t you just push him away? KB: RC: Oh. Which is why he’s not dead.

She's from a farming family? She's a lead researcher. I'm proud of her. Why else would he want toxin? Oh. nvm. rival lab. AFTER the drop? No deposit fee? I would say "one quarter now to know you're good, I give you what you want, the remainder after" or smth.

Going on a tour! WAIT WHAT? HE AUTHORIZED IT? mexicali? she believes him too much girl that's exactly how they make money.

RC: Oh Beckett. That’s what they said about Bernie Madoff. Like Madoff, it’s quite possible Vaughn’s entire empire is a house of cards. If Felder was going to visit MexiSolar he would have found out about the scam. The house of cards would collapse. Eric Vaughn couldn’t have that. And what better way to get away with murder than to make yourself look to be the intended target? Don’t you see? This entire thing is a charade.

RC: Of all the confessions over all the years, this one is going to hold a special place in my heart. the universe demands why not get ryan or esposito?

Right, he doesn't actually look at the things he signs, he doesn't oversee the day-to-day... that's how you become a billionaire. He would NOT have JUST ONE person overseeing, he would delegate. it's like when you're a chef, if you own the place you don't cook. If you are a manager you don't line cook. You delegate to your test kitchen manager, your individual establishment managers, they delegate to their sous chefs & chefs to parties, there is not (usuall) one person who owns the place & then delegates to a single manager, they would delegate to multiple people who are in charge of different things.

RC: Oops yeah digging your own grave b'y

key word: FEEL LIKE you know them right, new york is way closer to the canadian border than mexico. Ooh the music!

Tell him he's on your last supper list. I like his outfit Do you? *tries to catch him in the elevator*

viddy game & a rose. playstation specifically. HE JUST BROKE THE CORD

Just symbolic

Becks, you can ask him again.

Ok I have an extra 12 minutes. Then I have abt half an hour before I need to go to work. Which is stupid. I need to leave for work an hour & a half before my shift!?!? I mean it is a 45 minute bus ride & I need to be there 15m early to change & iron so that's an hour, but my bus either gets there 5 minutes early (or less) or 35 minutes early. So that's another 15min there, & ofc I need to give myself 15m before I leave just in case. That's more like when I stop doing whatever I'm doing & get ready to go. But I might not be able to get it done in 15m so I need to use these 10 extra minutes right now. I need to put on my binder & make sure I have my bus tickets & stuff. Then I can leave. so it's an hour & a half. ew af.

So I might not get started on the next castle, I might instead try to post some of my drafts & clips so I can get space on my phone.

Pray that I get cut early pls.

[summoning-potema]

I caught the flu or something a week ago so I had some time on my hands and finally got around to updating the sims ;u; have some sh80 baby pics and weird townie drama they got themselves into

baby deli: (I HATE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!)

shane: he really is my kid

i have to start with these for context lmao. i made shane and addie sims over and have been testing them out in the trash den save because i'm working on making over all the townies in another save file and then i plan on restarting their family and addie's house blah blah.. anyway. i sent them on a vacay to check out the high school world and invited maeve, the town drug dealer, over so addie could buy weed. maeve hit on both addie and shane within like 20 minutes of each other so the Vibes of them all together are very rotten it's so funny

I ended their vacay early and gave them a cas baby to play around with all the infant stuff and unsurprisingly he is the cutest little thing I LOVE HIM. I got my defaults converted over but i'm still trying to figure out how to fix the mesh eyeball thingy for infants so he has insane eyes all the time but i don't hate them lol

i forgot to mention they're in an apartment so they don't have a yard and their coop is in their bedroom

Maeve asked to stay over (... i'm not sure if this is a mod thing??? or a hs years thing???) but they were over for like 5 days. I could not figure out how to send them home. Who asks to crash with a couple when you're the sidepiece for both of them, who also happen to have a loud baby and no spare room, and you live literally next door?

shane: wanna see a picture of my son?

maeve: i can smell him over there but sure. i love. children.

Because they flirted with both shane and addie drama was inevitable and addie and maeve were enemies 3 minutes in because addie probably made out with shane in front of them. so, maeve started talking shit to addie and shane got up and told maeve off?????

ADDIE, GET YOUR MIND OUT OF THE FUCKING GUTTER FOR FIVE MINUTES

addie: this is so hot

maeve: letting your boyfriend pick your fights for you, huh princess?!

addie: GASP how dare you

addie: let him pick my fights. PLEASE. wait until they see how i settle things.

addie: TALK to the hand. BITCH.

i did try to make them not hate each other because maeve was crying all over the house and trying to pep themselves back up. and they were STUCK HERE so i thought. let's put a baby in this party i'm sure that'll smooth things over

maeve: you're making me cry :(

addie: i can't believe we're stuck with an even bigger baby

Finally, have some outtakes because tumblr has lifted the post image limit 👼🎺 rejoice

addie: it's so important to give children time outside :)

baby deli: (momther... i can't... breathe...)

tru love at the dump

shane (very high): your mom's a great artist. maybe you'll take after her?

baby deli: (i really hope not)

last one cuz they're cute :)c

[screamce]

WAAH HIIIIII I was not expecting to get tagged for something like this :O

ALSO WHAT DO YOU MEAN IM YOUR FIRST MOOT RVAGSGAGA IM SO HONORWD AND BAFFLED

Also, that last bit is so ominous I am frightened o.O /silly

Anywaysss sgsgs yeah okie dokie I'll do this silly thing :3

Ermmm five things I love about myself?

1. Uhhh I think my art skills r pretty rad, especially with how fast I can improve if I stay on top of it hehe (literally, I did a side by side with one of my ocs and within like 3 months they looked so good :O

2. I like my face actually a lot :D especially my silly fangs and snaggle tooth >:3

3. Ermmm, I'd say my adaptability, I adapt to new situations pretty well considering my anxiety and I can push through tough situations often when I need to :D

4. Guh I'm running out of things, NO WAIT IM STEALING ONE OF YOURS I like my style! I think I can put an outfit together pretty good! Especially detailed designs/outfits ^^ aesthetic clutter my beloved

5. I know I said face but I meant like.. shape, but I also like my eyes! I think it's so cool I have grey eyes hehe, they are a bit blueish or greenish (rarely) at times bc bro is a mood ring lmao

Guh, things I'm excited for? Well I've already seen tfo sooo (sorgy op, I hope you get to see it soon!!)

1. there's a new transformers game coming out in Oct called TF: galactic trials that I'm really hype for! Would you believe it that this is the first transformers (partial) racing game!!? (Not counting any defunct mobile games, you can't play them anyway)

2. CONCERTS RAAAAHHH, I'm going to see some goobers I love later this year and next year (particular names I'm excited for are Mother Mother, Black Satellite, and 3 doors down. I've already been to some others and I'm keeping an eye on my favorite small venues :3)

3. WINTER!!!! In general, God it's been so hot here I want it to be over </3

4. Earthspark season 2b, 2c, and 2d (if the road map that I saw was correct) PLEASE SAVE THE SERIES IM BEGGING, DON'T LET IT BECOME AWFUL shaking the hasbro executives violently

Secret fifth: ops next post teehee

Oh and 3 people I care about deeply? Hell yeah okie dokie

1: Guh, @theart-ofbacon and co. they know why <3

2: My mom 🗣‼️‼️‼️ literally one of my only family members that supports me LMAO she also is really cool about my art and interests and it makes me go :D (also she went "is that Optimus?" at Starscream once and I'm never letting her live it down /silly)

3: uhhhhhhhhhh man I don't know lmao there are many people who could go here that I all care about around the same amount I suppose I dedicate this spot to my friend group, They're awesome sause even if we don't talk as much as I'd like too, they still mean a lot and I love em, muah <3

Me when I overshare on the internet :3 :3 :3 :3 :3

I don't really have anyone to tag or send this to so imma leave it open

💕Positivity prime time! Share five things you love about yourself, four things you're excited for, OR three people you care deeply about and why. Pass this along to someone else who makes you smile💕

I’m gonna do them all because I love yapping HEUEHU. I think I already did something similar to the first one but oh well.

1. I loove my art style. It’s fun silly and whimsical.

2. I love my fashion sense. Not as fun silly and whimsical but it’s mine. Idk if I can put myself into a specific category so I just live as a silly guy.

3. I love my eeeyes I think they’re nice. Green blue grey ish lil shits with long lushes lashes you know it.

4. I love my little silly brain that gives me little silly ideas and the capacity to yap forEVER.

5. I love how much I have developed as a person over the past few years. I personally think I have evolved a bit. Like a pokémon. In many ways.

NEEXT

1. I’m excited for TRANSFORMERS: ONE of course. I’m not American so I haven’t had the privilege of watching it yet.

2. Super excited to go to LEGO-LAND with my parents soon (we’re going there as a nostalgia trip since we used to go there all the time when I was a kid…hehe.)

3. I’m excited for the weekend to start so I can draw a bunch oml.

4. I am very excited to graduate here in June. FINALLY!!

Now to people I care about:

1. My best friend of almost 10 years by now. He has stuck with me through my cringe phase and we can literally talk about anything. That’s crazy. He was also my only irl friend in majority of the years.

2. My dad, he always makes sure that I am alright, and understand how proud he and my mom are of me. He a lil’ autistic but I love him anyway.

3. My home-class teacher in the 6th grade because holy fuck I would have actually genuinely not been here today if it was not for her. She was like my personal therapist and got me through so much shit. Praise her.

Now I shall pass it along to @screamce if he wishes to do this as well…xoxo shoutout to my first mutual on this app love this guy. Y’all should check him out btw its blog is SUPER AWSOM!! And so are his ocs…GRRR (Btw I will respond to your ask soon I just want to make something for it ;3 You’ll see. EHEUEHU)