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This came to my mind. 🤭
Sun trying to prop Moon up so he stands up looking like anything but a shrimp but instead he just collapses on the floor like a big puddle
#falling like spaghetti xd#Edit: yes like a ragdoll! xdxd#Edit: Honestly I don't know if I should have rebloged from Puffy so the two versions were on the same reblog???#I really don't know... sorry if I'm messing up. If I am for any reason let me know#candlebell art#fan art#Sun and Moon
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Hubby-non! 💙✨ here to gift you with prompts! >w<
Route A) Messmer has a little whoopsie and sprains his ankle (poor guy has little to no actual vision since his snakes mostly help him to see) and his lovely husband takes care of him! If he needs to get up husband reader picke him up and either piggy backs him or carries him bridal style! He brushes Messmer's hair out, helps him get dressed and of course- feeds him in bed! His sweet little Messmer (maybe they are the same height- so thats a stretch xD) is just too flustered to oppose because when has he ever been pampered? (At first he fights it of course because hes Messmer and thinks he can do everything all the same as if his ankle wasn't sprained but the moment he takes a step he immidietly is in pain and falls- right into his husbands strong loving arms ❤✨) Messmer gets babied and honestly enjoys it? But he won't ask for it ever again.. He's so embarrassed he likes being taken care of!
Route B) Husband gets greatly injured after protecting Messmer from a surprise ambush assassination attempt! And ends up getting a nasty fever from an onset infection- Messmer tends to the bandages himself, cleans and lovingly re-wraps the wound! He helps husband sit up to eat and drink water (maybe wipe the sweat from his brow with a cool rag) and lay back down to rest more. The whole time husband (though feverish and sick as hell) is looking at him like he's an angel and just doesn't stop talking about how much he loves Messmer and how he's so damned lucky that Messmer loves him in return, and how he would challenge the gods and face their might if they dare oppose their love.. Messmer just thinks he's being silly and chuckles at him "hush.. Thou art feverish- though thy words flatter me so.." Before giving him a forehead smooch and combing his fingers through his sick hubbys hair 😚 hubby begs him not to leave yet and Messmer obliges.. Staying until he falls asleep ❤💙✨
And Route C) The two are taking their first bath together! Maybe dirtied from a sparring match, or just being out in the field.. But either way! Neither are going to sleep like this.. Messmer is VERY self conscious and can't even look at his husband- his husband laughs at him and calls him adorable and says he's allowed to look along with there is nothing for him to be ashamed of! Just a whole session of appreciation and love, Messmer gets washed with the most tender and caring hands which soap and rinse him all the same! Practically melts as his husband combs his fingers through the sopping wet red mop that has become Messmer's hair.. Maybe he's got his back facing his husband, so he can lean against him, and just.. Ends up falling asleep by the end of it! Husband has to wake him up so they can dry off and then head straight to bed where Messmer lays atop his husband and listens to his heartbeat- maybe having a lovely heartfelt conversation of love and adoration of each other (Messmer being embaressed that his husband is so straight forward with his feelings while Messmer is the exact opposite-) before falling asleep ❤💛💚💙💜✨
Anon… anon I love you so much. This shit is like an ESSAY. I have so much to choose from oh no 😭 I love the idea of his husband getting hurt protecting him (poor bby) and Messmer getting all upsetti-spaghetti and feeling like this is his fault, and the best husband ever is like “shut up and bring me soup idiot.” But I ALSO love the idea of carrying this lanky dude! Fuck. I’m in a pickle anon. Thank you so so much for this!!!
#messmer the impaler#messmer x reader#messmer x tarnished#messmer the impaler x reader#elden ring messmer#anon I love you#you get an a+ on your assignment#we’re going to dinner and having cheesecake for dessert
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Summary of Tomodachi Tower: 10 june - 20 june
10 JUNE: In continuation of previous post, I dont letting PizzaHead to date me since im taken, then im seeing VIGILANTE HAD CRUSH ON NOISETTE, thus im happily spam screenshot to the point THE GAME FUCKING CRASHED, AND I DONT EVEN GET THE FUCKING SCRREENSHOOT WHHAT THE FUC- Okay move on to the saved timeline, This time its failed and PizzaFace and Me officially broke up. However, Noise got feelings for Noisette and confesses with wedding ring, He succeed!
11 june: Peddito Calzone attempts to date the Noise twice, fails horribly to the point he's having depression and i need to send him to Germany :')
Vigilante meanwhile havin crush (AGAIN?) on Noisette, confesses, and also get Rekt, so i also send him to France. Look at this mf bruhh he's posing like that "Sparkle on!" Jerma meme
12 june: NOISECOUPLE WEDDING NOISECOUPLE WEDDING RAAAAHH, FINNALY THE FIRST COUPLE WHO ACTUALLY GOT MARRIED YAAAAS!!!!
(Wait why tf im standing beside my ex?)
Wow, PizzaHead. Right a day after my breakup, you decide to hit me now? yknow you could wait late right-
Were couples now and still havin healthy relationship (kinda plannin for marriage but were not ready yet-)
13 june: Snotty how the fuck-
yea, Peddito accepts and became Gayass couple. The End.
14 June: Somehow, Froisette suddenly and single-handedly summons her anime harem gurl wtf- anyway She picks Peppino wuuuuuuhhtt?
Vigilante, for TWO FUCKING TIMES YOU FALL FOR A GAL WHO'S ALREADY TAKEN, LIKE DUDE PEPPINA AND PIZZA GRANNY STILL SINGLE BRUHHH-
Snotty wants me hear his yapping abt how beautiful Peddito's voice is
15 june: NOISECOUPLE'S FIRST CHILD. HER NAME'S SARAH. THEY CHOOSE THAT NAME. IF YALL FUCKING COMPLAIN, LOOK AT ME IN EYES AND TELL ME HOW THE FUCK YOU CALL SARAH FUCKING UGLY-
17 June: oh look apparently The Noise is hotter than Peppino!
Peppino, i didnt remember we bake shortcake on frying pan-
Seeing how TomoTower Isand had lackin any Romance lately, I, Fisby Baconey had paired Peppina Spaghetti wiith Phil Pepperman-
Nevermind, they went "just friend" bruh...
18 june: Gustavo failed to rizzing up Granny /srs
Tomato topping, youre still a minor...also Maurice, even though Sausage's hair covers ur hand doesnt mean i couldnt see that raised sleeve of yours Murice, DO YOU STILL FUCKING LISTEN WHAT DID SNOTTY SAY? DO YOU WANNA COMMIT INCEST ON PEPPINO WTF-
20 june: Happy birthday snotty XD
Pepperman accidentally commits love triangle, reject both and causes Peppina crying her ass i neeadta give her vacation aaaa- also she goin to germany (wth its been 3 times im seein my mii goin to Germany wat-)
#pizza tower#tomodachi life#tomodachi game#peppino spaghetti#the noise#pizza tower peppino#noisecouple#theodore noise#noisette#peppina spaghetti#john pillar#pepperman#the vigilante#pizza head#tomodachi tower#fisby's post
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It's interesting that Roy's hair just falls out for a switch but now I can't unsee him switching back and it growing back like that family guy play-dough clip xD
It just grows back like spaghetti noodles jsfhsjf
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Gene for the character ask!
an anon ask me this I dont know if should be scare XD But at least someone ask so thankiu Anon And here we Go with my fav bean:
First impression: Okey dont judge me but I actually fall really fast for my Gene XD lit the episode that seal the deal for me was Spaghetti Western from season 1 so yeah it was almost love at first sight, love at first season
Impression now: I mean, they're my bean, my precious little baby, they are the sun that shine in my sky XD for real with every episode I fall a lil deeper They're just too precious for me
Favorite moment: This is a bit weird but it is his whole song for Courtney in the Gene and Courtney's Show but specially his line "Your heart is not broken is only growing" I have never had a romantic relationship I do not ship Gene x Courtney, why does this moment make me cry? that and the whole Stand by Gene episode
Idea for a story: Im terrible for this, but i don't have any idea like for an actual episode, I did wanted to try making a comic in which Gene want to put a play and have to asume the role of director, but struggle with not being able to properly work with others since she has such an informal and messy way of working, how if something seems to hard she just quite, how Gene deal with frustration and how she sometime takes it out on those who try to help her like her friends and family, but we have seen this in many episodes so is not a very original idea 😅
Unpopular opinion: I dont think I have any, I think all of us love Gene, think their amazing and that they totally need to be taken more seriousley by the avarege viewer and the crew. Maybe that's my unpopular opinion? for me the crew has contributed to Gene being taken as a least important character in the family, they have give her some deep episodes yeah, of course, but mostley they forgot about Gene, for example in the movie Gene has the least important plot of all. I know is hard with three kids, and Bob and Linda, but come on! (though I love Loren Bouchard and the whole crew, this is just me being pity)
Favorite relationship: ships aside, I actually love Gene's father/son relationship with Bob, I want as many episode with this two you can give me. And…as a lil surprise I would love to see Gene interact more with Jimmy Jr, I dont know why but I think they would be good for each other, artistically talking, they both struggle in the artistic medium they love, cause even if arts is "free" is still have to please the mayority (this is actually a main plot in the comic I am not making) And in the shipping department Galex 👍
Favorite headcanon: Im also terrible at headcanons so I just have dumb ones. The main one is, you know how Gene has composed many songs in the serie? well, for me, Gene compose the whole song "My Butt Has a Fever" and probably made the coreo too, Louise could have help a lil on the lyrics but is mostly an original Gene. That and Gene use belcro shoes…why? cause I used belcro shoes until i was like…16(?) I hate shoelaces and even now days i made that thing when you tie your shoes like looseley and you just dont untied it like never, how many shoes i have ruin? i dont care, I want for Gene to have the same problem cause i love her :D (does Gene being genderfluid is a headcanon? cause for me is a super canon thing)
That's all, anon, I don't know if I know you, I don't know if you know me, probably yes cause you pick my bean, but whatever it is, I love you, besito en la frente.
#bob's burgers#q&a#genie beanie#opening the character ask como corresponde#i dont get over the fact that an anon ask me something#it make me feel like in a spy movie#Love talking about Gene#I would do it every day#the whole day#24/7#but I restrain myself#so u dont suffer with my incessant rambling#sorry if Im not very creative in the story and headcanon ones#im terrible at that department#the serie is perfect#they dont need my silly ideas#that i dont even have XD#this was actually fun#i like it
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It is my firm belief that killers wall is covered in water stains from having spaghetti thrown at it to check if it’s cooked all the way. I’d wet his noodle
What do you imagine your favorites smell like?
Hope your shoulder starts feeling better!!
XD I can see it. I can see Kid or Heat or something coming through and placing noodles on the wall to make more specific patterns. Or someone painting a design in it lol
Ah, what they smell like.
Marco’s got a warm scent, like sun tanned skin and dark liquor. It’s sweet more than citrus, but there is a hint of pineapple there too, probably just cause he eats so many. It’s very savory over all and a little honeyed.
Kid smells like metal and rubber glue - but it’s not strong enough to be offensive. It’s just distinctly machine grease and soap, sometimes sweat and oak too. Right on the line of being almost too much, but once you get used to it, it’s comforting and surprisingly complex.
Sir Crocodile is warm sand and orange peels. Leather and smoke with bourbon and butter to smooth it out. It slips under the surface of his cigar smoke, but the stogie pairs well with it all.
Sabo… hmmm… he’s snuck up on me lately so I haven’t really thought about it. But I think he smells crisp. Like snow and cold evergreen bark. There’s a soft vanilla scent that lingers in it, works with the bark because it’s not like evergreen pine needles.
When he sweats though the clean crisp scents fall away and the vanilla warms. He has the random luck to smell almost sweet when he’s worked up a sweat. (Ace hates that about him, it’s not fair to smell good when you’re sweaty and “gross” xD )
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oh, just five more (random) things...
I'm slowly going to get through these tag games surely! They're a lot of fun though and I have the dazzling @gwilin-stay-winnin to thank for being tagged in this one!
The rules are simple: Share five random things you enjoy!
Glassblowing. I've never done it myself as an art but every time it comes on to tv (like in How It's Made) or some other media I am immediately transfixed...
Collecting cards. Mainly Pokemon cards though I do have a few Yugioh cards (no reason, I've never watched the anime) and random playing cards as well. I am collecting my Pokemon cards in a binder but I ran out card sleeves! I try to keep the cards together and in a safe spot in the meantime though.
A good bowl of pasta. It doesn't have to be expensive pasta either; it can be a cheap canned variety. Especially lasagna, though I don't mind spaghetti or ravioli. I guess that's something of a food-based guilty pleasure for me haha XD
Dance Dance Revolution. Oh man when I was younger and had the room for it, I was playing DDR like all the time! Nowadays I settle for basically any rhythm/music-based game-- even if it's just listening to it-- but DDR was a passion of mine back in the day and I'm still fond of it!
Restoration videos. Okay this might be cheating; especially since I mostly watch these to fall asleep. But a good restoration video with no music and perhaps even no voice-over can be very informative and relaxing (to me at least.) I haven't seen someone who doesn't like watching an item be brought back from years of neglect either, yet.
I am tagging nobody in particular (because I am in college right now and I really feel that "low pressure" vibe for the time being haha) but if you want to do this-- just say I tagged you :]
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Top 5 favorite foods/recipes.
Hmm this took thought. Let's go with recipes! In no particular order!
Chocolate Chip Cookies: This is just an easy and quick cookie that makes a good base for variations. Throw in peanut butter chips or dark chocolate chips, or press the dough into a 9x13 pan for bars. Plus most people like these cookies so they makes a great crowd pleaser or gift!
Honey Oat Bread: Favorite bread recipe. There's a tradition in our house that whoever is home during a snow day (due to school shut down or work closing) has to bake bread. That way the others come home to the best smell ever and ALSO have fresh bread to enjoy! :D
Banana Chocolate "Dump" Cake: This uses a box of cake mix and two very ripe bananas-- and it's delicious. Not hard to make, doesn't take too many ingredients, and doesn't even need to be frosted! Great for when you have only a few bananas to use up.
Spaghetti with Cherry Tomatoes: idk if this counts as a "recipe" but dang it I need a savory dish in this list XD Spaghetti with cherry tomatoes and balsamic is a great use of the fresh tomatoes my mom's friend gives us from her garden. Plus I can make it in advance and just let it sit in the pot until we're ready to eat. AND I just love an excuse to have as much balsamic as I want lol
Spice Cookies: Just a lovely fall cookie, baked in the spices of autumn. They're fun to cut into seasonal shapes-- and if you're feeling crafty, you can make up the icing and "paint" on faces and such. Great for making with kids!
Ahh that was a nice topic. Thanks for asking!!
#doubleyinyang#Indigo asks#food#almost talked about mac and cheese but tbh i haven't made that in a long time#i leave that for mom's expertise
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Clear Out AU: The Crawford-Calloway Fam relationship #1 :D
For the past few days, I’ve been thinking about just how Sunny and Mari interact/bond with Klaus, Del and Gómez. I thought I should share ^^
KLAUS:
Klaus is your typical loud, hearty and embarrassing Dad lmao at first, Mari and Sunny weren’t quite sure what to really think of Klaus as their previous Father was extremely reserved- stoic to an extent, and they never really saw him all that often either. But whenever he was home, everyone in the house was slightly on edge as he was known for a short temper due to work getting on his nerves.
So when learning that the quiet one, Del, would be working while Klaus was the “stay at home” parent, which they’ve never experienced before due to both their old parents being extremely busy, they were extremely tense around Klaus. And his overall size and build didn’t help. Sunny being the most freaked due to the power imbalance he could clearly see
Klaus can see that both kids were nervous around him, but he doesn’t blame them after hearing what their last Dad did to Sunny AND how he treated the two siblings, having favourited Mari much more over him. So while doing it slowly, he does his best to bond and spend time with his new kids the best he can. Often asking them about their interests or favourite things. Letting them talk to him freely without needing to worry about judgement to help build trust. Later on, when he learns of the kids favourite hobbies, he’ll go out and get some of the better quality supplies!
He’ll get some good art books, pencils, crayons and the like for Sunny. And then with Mari, she mentions that with how things are now, she feels even more left out of things than she did before with just her bad leg. So Klaus tries to look into getting her into video games like her brother. That way the two siblings can further bond with each other, and make Mari feel less lonely. That and it’s something for her to do that won’t cause her stress unlike playing the piano did ;w;
Klaus loves his kids so much. He would do anything and everything for them. First night the kids stayed, he asked them what their favourite foods where so he could make it for dinner. They answered, albeit shy and hesitantly and when dinner arrived, Sunny was suprised with the most amazing Steak he'd ever had and Mari was given the best Spaghetti and meatballs she's ever tatsed ^^
The siblings ended up in a food coma after dinner, both of them falling asleep on the living room couch later and Klaus ended up carrying them both to bed lmao xD
#omori#omori game#omori spoilers#omori au#omori: clear out#omori mari#omori sunny#omori oc#omori klaus#omori wendell#text post#mod mack#mod post
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Get to Know Me
I was tagged by @kyofsonder in this little game! I'll try to keep it brief -- I tend to ramble, and I don't want to subject you guys to my mindless babbling xD
Relationship Status: I am married, to a lovely MTF potato that I adore more than anything in the world (yes, even more than my cats!)
Favorite Color: I can't decide between turquoise and deep purple, so both? Both is good!
Sweet/Savory/Spicy: Savory! I can't handle spicy much, even if I love the zing it gives, and my stomach can't handle too much sweet (curse you, overindulgence of sour gummi worms and hot tamales!) so I tend to lean toward savory foods!
Three Favorite Foods: it's like you know I can't choose lol! Well, my three favorites are saurbraten, wienerschnitzel, and spaghetti bolognese! It ain't real spaghetti without the meat sauce, and I'll die on this hill!
Song Stuck in My Head: Right now, it's a toss-up between "Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea" by XYLØ or "Sarcasm" by Get Scared. Two very different moods, both stuck in my head at once. HELP
Last Song Listened To: "The Hunter" Intense Symphonic Metal Cover (a remake of Father Gascoigne's theme from Bloodborne, UGH IT'S SO GOOD)
Last Thing I Googled: that's easy! The name of "Sarcasm" because I completely spaced on it and couldn't be bothered to scroll through my playlist to find it again xD listen i'm incredibly lazy leave me alooooone
Last Series I Watched: The Strain! It's Halloween and in between horror movies, I decided to rewatch one of my favorite series ever -- season four doesn't exist though. I'm in charge and I've decided that. I'll happily rant about THAT if anyone wants to hear my completely fair and totally unbiased opinions /s
Last Movie I Watched: The Last Rite. It was...okay? Pretty interesting for a possession flick. Some characters weren't acted the greatest, but I did like it overall.
Currently Reading: This Rotten World by Jacy Morris! I'm a slut for zombies in literature, and this is actually turning out to be a really good book. I'm enjoying it a lot, even if I don't have the spoons to read as much as I want to. Shoutout to Contagion by Erin Bowman for being another one that I recently read! I usually don't do sci fi, but this.... holy fuck this one actually scared me a little. It's SO GOOD
Currently Working On: trying to find a game to platinum (shoutout to my side blog @phantomkit1747 to keep tabs on THAT mess), getting to the newly introduced chaos 100 on Tiny Tina's Wonderland, 100% Batman Arkham Knight AGAIN, and figuring out how to get past my total inability to write for some stupid reason. Am I burned out?? Is it my health?? WHO KNOWS
Time: 12:52pm!
Dream Trip: ugh, I'd love to go home to Germany and just stroll through the pedestrian zones. In the fall, they're absolutely gorgeous. It's surprisingly relaxing, even when it's packed! I'd love to go visit some more castles too, maybe even just take a drive and get completely lost in the countryside!
Anything I Really Want Right Now: A new tablet -- mine finally crapped out on me, so now I can no longer draw NOR write casually on the couch instead of in my uncomfortable computer chair. I'm saving up for it but UGH BILLS (and doordash, doordash is the bane of my savings account xD)
Tagging! @writingpotato07, @lexwritesgayshit, @radiowrites, @on-noon, @taomega20writings, @writingently, and anyone else who wants to take part!
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Triinu, internally:
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As soon as I re-read this hilarious little section of ‘2072′, I knew I had to draw a joke illustration for it, XD.
Octavia, I am so sorry for making you say that stupid spaghetti line, XD. (That does not appear in the actual story at all, but I figured I’d embellish the illustration a bit, just to show why Triinu is so irritated.)
Gabriel isn’t even from the US; he’s from Australia. He just knows like...a weird amount of specific facts about the US.
*You can tell this part of the draft was written in 2013, since ‘big-ass trees’ was a huge meme back then, X’D
Back when I workshopped some of this story aaaages ago in my university’s writing club, I remember getting ticked off because one person thought that Triinu was a boring protagonist and wished I demoted her to a secondary character. :/ (This was because she’s introverted and doesn’t act like the main protag of an anime, haha.) But I am not changing her, nor her role in the story. She’s kickass in her own, calculated way.
Fun fact: this section actually originated from the (written in 2013) teaser ‘The Rise and Fall of Triinu Sepp’ before it was incorporated into the actual story. (If anyone does decide to read that, a few things have changed since I wrote it, regarding the plot. In the most updated version of the outline/plans, Harou doesn’t die. [I felt horrible killing him off, since he was the only contestant that died. So he lives in the current incarnation of the story XD]. Triinu’s hometown also doesn’t get entirely bombed/destroyed. [I didn’t like the idea of that; it didn’t sit well with me as time went on; I didn’t want to kill off thousands of people for the sake of the plot.] Instead, Triinu’s family [her parents, cousin, and best friend] are killed off, just to keep the tragedy more personal. [Though it turns out her cousin and BFF lived through the assassination attempt.] And the final change is that the final arena battles aren’t considered fights to the death. Some contestants in previous WPCs took it that far, but it’s not a requirement.)
One more thing about that: Triinu is given a weird nickname by an interviewer who couldn’t figure out how to pronounce her name. She dislikes said nickname immensely, though so many people call her by it. (This is made clear in the actual story, though I’m not sure it comes across that way in the teaser.)
However, despite it using an old version of the plot, I do still like that piece of writing. (I might edit it to fit with the current version someday, though.)
#bookworm555#my characters#my art#2072#triinu sepp#gabriel nabeil#harou namikawa#emerich bach#octavia giordano
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I Will Give You A Reason
A/N: Set in season 6, episodes 2-3 (I think at least it was those episodes xD) This piece is quite angst-filled one, so prepare yourself with tissues if you have to. If there is any mistakes to the few words/sentences of Swedish used in this, they are entirely my own as that isn't my strongest foreign language and I didn't use a translator. Also this was written about a year ago when I watched True Blood for the first time.
Fandom: True Blood
Summary: Emily and Pam have searched for Eric across the world. When they finally find the 1,000 years old viking vampire from France Emily's already shattered world seems to turn into dust: Eric, her rock, her best friend, the only father she's ever had, is sick.
Characters: Eric Northman, Pamela Swynford de Beaufort, Emily Northman (oc)
Words: 2736
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"Pam, you have to eat."
You don't look like yourself, she wanted to add but stopped herself just in time. The vampire had been snappier for a few days now and Emily didn't want to make her mad at her. Not that she believed that Pam would really hurt her, even in anger. She had never done so after that one time and that had been when Emily was six and she hadn't known when to keep her mouth shut.
Well, maybe she still didn't know when to keep her mouth shut —but she was better than ten years ago!
Pam turned to look at the teenager—No. The young woman, that Emily had blossomed into in the last months despite that the world seemed to grow shittier every fucking day. Perhaps that was the reason why. Emily had lost that soft roundness on her face and her eyes were tired, dark bags under her eyes. Her clothes hung on her, and Pam, for a brief moment, wondered when was the last time the human herself had eaten.
"I'm not hungry."
Emily resisted the urge to roll her eyes, instead, she sat down on the only chair in the motel room they were in. "Snälla, Pam. You could at least stop lying to me about it - I'm not blind!"
Pam was about to snap something back, but instead, her hand reached the doorknob. But before she left the room she turned to face Emily again. "If I can't find anything tonight, I'll feed on you tomorrow, I promise. Stay here, don't open the door to anyone and don't invite anyone in."
Emily let Pam say those words the vampire had said every night although the girl is tired of hearing them night after night. But it seemed to help Pam, to get to remind her of those small yet so trivial rules. So Emily's "I know" echoed in the empty vampire-friendly motel room after Pam had left and closed the door behind her.
Her eyes spotted the room key left on the small cracked table near the door. In the first months of their search, Pam locked Emily in but lately, the vampire had not taken the keys with her at all.
And because of that Emily knew that Pam was starting to become suicidal in their search for Eric.
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“I think I found him.”
Pam has never - as far as Emily’s memory goes back - sounded more… excited? Happy? No, that is not the right word and she knew that. Pam’s voice was flat, she tried to hide the hope that had filled her but Emily felt it. It radiated off Eric’s first progeny and she couldn’t help it; for the first time in months, Emily dared to let herself hope too.
But there was something else she sensed from Pam. She was sad too, and that made the girl swallow. “But?” When did my voice start to sound so weak? So small?
Pam’s next words killed something inside of her.
“Tara is dead. I felt it.”
What felt like minutes passed and Emily couldn’t say anything, couldn’t move from her spot. Pam was still but there was no denying the glint in her eyes. Emily and Pam had never been the type to coddle each other. Never.
Still, Emily raised up in her bed anyway, took the few short steps it took to reach the vampire, who had been her only family for six months now, and she wrapped her arms around her, swallowing and blinking back the tears she felt coming.
“I’m so sorry, Pam.”
And Pam - beautiful, bad-ass, smart Pam - returned the young woman’s embrace, letting bloody tears run freely, staining Emily’s shirt with red.
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The plane landed in France the same evening - Pam in a coffin in the cargo hold.
They flew to the villa in France. Pam had told Emily that she and Eric used to live here before they were forced to go to Shreveport.
She could see why the two vampires had chosen this place to reside in — even in the night, the garden surrounding the sand-coloured walls of the large building was breathtakingly beautiful.
Emily had more pressing matters though than to watch the sights. She could feel him. First time in over six months, Emily felt Eric. That familiar flare that had so long been gone from inside her, burned again. No. Not completely familiar. There was no doubt that the vampire she felt was indeed Eric Northman. But his life force, which had always been so strong… it cracked. Like old dry cement.
Something is wrong, Emily thought as she followed Pam inside, to a spiral staircase going down, down, down.
Emily swallowed. She had a bad feeling. Very bad feeling - and god, she wished she was wrong. She begged to be wrong. That there was simply something wrong with her own powers, and not something wrong with her Eric.
Wishful thinking, foolish thinking, she knew. Knew because she had felt this same feeling before over the past months - recently more often than she would have wanted to.
Emily and Pam started to make their way down the stairs, and Emily - her chest tightened in pain.
Two youngish and beautiful women met the vampire and the empath on the stairs. One of them said something in French. Emily couldn't understand, she had never bothered learning French. Maybe sometime during 'forever' — she had used to think that. Not anymore, not for a long time now.
She didn't know what the French woman said but she did feel their emotions. Confusion. Betrayal. Hurt. Confusion.
The final round of the spiral and Pam and Emily saw the room.
As soon as Emily's eyes fell on him, she felt her heart tighten. She had thought she had felt pain last night when Tara died the true death. She had been wrong.
Nothing she had ever felt compared to the heart-wrenching, punch-in-the-gut pain that crashed over her like a hurricane when the dark veins creeping up her guardian's chest, the meaning of them, finally hit her.
And even though her legs felt like boiled spaghetti, Emily forced herself to step closer to Eric. Eric who was sick. He can't be! He's Eric for fuck's sake! But he could be, and he was. "No" pushed through her lips, past the lump in her throat, the word sounding broken.
And Eric.
Eric Northman's eyes switched from his first progeny to his human equivalent to a daughter. "You found me."
“How long?” Pam asked the question that burned on Emily’s mind too. It seemed that Eric was still in the first stage of the Hep-V virus but she knew that that didn’t mean anything. Not because she didn’t know how long Eric had been sick. He could have months left with proper blood sources but then again, if the disease got worse, he could only have days.
The tall blonde vampire didn’t answer, not right away. He almost looked like he was about to fall asleep. Hot tears began to blind the teenager’s vision as she grabbed his hand in hers. His hand had always been cold. Cooling touch relieving to Emily. Eric’s hand was warm now. This is wrong! Emily’s mind screamed at her.
“Eric?”
“Can you repeat the question?”
And those words that seemed so meaningless, so genuinely apologetic, were the words that sent Emily’s tears falling from her eyes.
“How long have you been sick?” And Emily heard in Pam’s voice that she was crying too.
“Saw the first signs last month”, Eric said and not once in the time Emily had known Eric had he sounded so weak. So tired.
“When you were in St. Petersburg”, Emily heard herself say. She and Pam had tracked Eric there - Pam cursing all of the time they were in Russia, how she hated the Russians with her gut.
Something flickered in Eric’s blue, tired eyes. And even though faint, Emily felt the emotion: surprise. And even if the situation they are in, is fucked beyond belief, the young woman of seventeen found herself smiling, just the tiniest bit. Because one didn’t sneak up on Eric Northman that easily.
“Don’t act all surprised”, Pam said behind Emily. “We searched the whole fucking planet for you - St. fucking Petersburg, Eric? You know how I hate the Russian people.”
“Well, I didn’t know you two were gonna come looking for me”, Eric said, eyes moving to Emily whose eyes squinted slightly.
“Then you were an idiot”, Emily said in Swedish. Another small wave of surprise from Eric. Emily continued. “Why did you keep moving then?”
“Yes, I want to know the answer to that as well”, Pam said crossing her arms.
Eric chuckled, although it awfully sounds like a mix of a chuckle and a cough. Too rough, Emily thought.
“Congratulations, Pam, Emmy-”, and Emily’s eyes were burning with unshed tears again because it had been so long that she had heard that nickname from Eric. “You have outwitted me.” His hand raised to touch Emily’s cheek. “But only because I’m not well.”
Pam told about Tara, but to Emily’s confusion, Eric didn’t offer words of comfort, didn’t say he was sorry to hear that. Instead, he asked about a stupid bucket game he played in Marocco - the same game Pam had played last night to get the information of Eric’s location.
“Oh… I liked the bucket game.”
And Pam was about to snap, she already took steps forward, but Emily beat the vampire to it.
“What is wrong with you?! You are Eric fucking Northman!” her hands balled to fists, the tears in her eyes no longer coming out of sadness, but anger. “You don’t give up. You fight!”
“Fight’s over, Emily.”
“This can’t all be about Sylvie.”
Emily didn’t know who Sylvie was. But she knew that Eric giving up like this couldn’t be just because of one person.
“Godric”, Eric stated. “Nora.” Emily felt a tug of pain in her chest, partly her own, partly the vampire’s whose hand she still held in hers. “And yes, Sylvie too.”
And Pam’s next question made Emily’s heart skip a beat, two beats. Because she had never, even in her wildest worst-case scenarios, thought about that. Not until Pam put that idea in her head when she asked: “Did you contract the virus on purpose?”
Eric wouldn’t do that. He wouldn’t do something so… he wouldn’t! but despite her thoughts, Emily couldn’t have said why she was suddenly so afraid of his answer.
“On purpose? No-” Eric said, shaking his head a little, and Emily felt a relieved breath leave her. “But did I go about my dealings with a devil-may-care attitude? Absolutely.”
“Damn you!” Emily snapped, but then she burst into tears. She was exhausted - she hadn’t slept since Marocco and even there it was just a few hours -, and the only thing that had kept her from having a break-down had been hope. Hope that she would see Eric again soon. But this reunion had not been the relief she had waited for. She was glad to see him again, but a small part of her wished they never would have found him.
Because now, she was afraid. More afraid than she had ever been in her entire life - and that was saying something after the torture Edgington had put her through two years ago.
Eric tried to reach for the girl, but Emily turned away, scooting back in the chair so she sat by his legs. She pulled her knees up, hugged herself tightly and buried her face in her knees as sobs racked her whole body. She was barely aware that Pam had sat on Eric’s other side, trying to reason with him.
“Don’t do this to us”, Emily heard Pam start sobbing and she turned her head, just enough that she could see Eric and her again - and she didn’t want to. She really didn’t but she still reached out with her hand, and her fingers - still so small and slim in comparison - wrapped around Eric’s large hand the best they could. “Please, Eric…”, Emily sobbed, too.
“God damn you!” Pam cursed.
“For more than 1,000 years, the world has been my oyster”, Eric said.
“And it still can be”, Pam argued. “I’ll do anything.” Emily squeezed Eric’s hand. Me too. I would do anything for you. She wanted to say but the words refused to leave her.
“I’ve lost my taste for oysters, Pam.”
“Then find it again.” Emily’s voice came out harsher than she intended and she gained Eric and Pam’s attention. Wiping her face with the back of her hand, she uncurled herself from her position. “Du lovade mig”, Emily said in Swedish, desperately, and her voice was thick with emotion.
Something in Eric’s eyes shifted. Turned softer and sad. “I know I did, sweetheart, but the world has changed since then.” He grabbed Emily’s wrist and pulled her towards him - and even sick, Emily found out that Eric was still so much stronger than she was. She was only human after all - even if it was with a little something extra. Eric’s feelings were clear and honest at his next words as his hand rested on the side of Emily’s face, thumb lightly brushing away her tears.
“My sweet little Emily”, Eric whispered, his lips forming a quick smile, sad and warm at the same time. “You are gonna go out there. You are gonna grow up to be a beautiful, smart woman, go to some stupid fucking university and find yourself a good, loving human husband. You’re going to have kids and you will tell them stories about their 1,000 years old vampire grandfather… and you will be happy… Do you understand?”
Emily swallowed, her hand raising on top of Eric’s now-wrong-temperature hand. She only barely managed to croak out the tiniest of “yes”. Even though she knew she would not do any of that.
“You should go. Both of you.”
Pam was crying but she was the first to rise from beside Eric and start to walk towards the staircase.
This is wrong! Emily’s mind screamed as she rose. Virus or no virus Eric was not just any other vampire - he was Eric! 1,000 years old vampire and a viking! Vikings had not just sat down and waited for death to come collect them! At least Emily didn’t think so. No. Vikings, they avenged. Just like Eric had avenged his human family only seven or so months ago.
As his last act… Emily felt no guilt of thinking about this at that moment, no guilt about throwing someone else’s life to a path to death - as far as she was concerned the other person deserved it.
As his last act before true death, Eric Northman could take revenge against the person who did this to him.
“Sarah Newlin”, Emily said, turning back to face Eric again. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Pam turn on her heels a glint of surprise and (oh that traitorous) hope in her eyes.
“What about her?” Eric asked, his eyes closed.
“What if I told you that Jason Stackhouse let her live.”
Eric’s eyes opened, his voice hardened. “He didn’t.”
“He did”, Pam said, catching on to Emily’s plan. “And she’s out there.”
“Where?”
“No one’s seen her”, Emily said.
“I have to imagine she’s in hiding somewhere”, Pam offered.
Emily saw Eric’s jaw clench. Then… then, with what seemed like a heavy effort, Eric pushed himself up in the chair and slowly, slower than Emily was used to seeing the vampire’s motions - Eric Northman stood in front of her, grasping her shoulder, as his eyes once again roamed between his girls.
“Well, let’s go find her.”
Emily wasn’t naive. She knew that Eric was still dying, but at least now he wouldn’t just sit down here and wait for it. He would go down fighting.
Just like he had taught her was the right way to go.
Just like the viking he was supposed to be - just like Eric fucking Northman was supposed to fight.
So, yes, Eric was still dying but at least now - and maybe it was selfish to think that way, but Emily didn’t find it in herself to care - Emily had a few more days to spend with the man who had taken her in as if she was his progeny instead of some orphan human child with empath powers.
#true blood#true blood fic#eric northman#pamela swynford de beaufort#oc#eric northman fic#my writing#my fic#true blood oc#oc: emily northman#angst fic
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Cat’s Not-All-Encompassing Character Ranking
Okay, so I have to admit that I omitted a lot of characters I don't have strong opinions on. Most of them were one-off akumas, so don't get your panties in a twist, your faves are probably still on here (and ranked lower than you think).
As a preface again, these are just my personal opinions. They can't hurt you. You can still like characters more or less than me. And I don't care how you feel about them. This list is for me. And the person that asked for it. So shut up. Go make your own rank list if you’re so butthurt.
We're going in reverse order this time, starting from the bottom:
84. Gabriel Agreste- I mean, is anyone surprised? I am not private about how I think Gabriel should go to jail. Or fall off a cliff. Or be erased from existence. Rip to those that like him, but I’m different.
83. Thomas Astruc- Honestly, he’s down here on principle. Self-inserts are generally a no-no, and I just laugh every time I see him on screen because he really put himself in this show and said boohoo no one appreciates me XD
82. Bob Roth- I feel like this one should also be obvious. He’s just a dick. Terrible human. I give him 0 stars.
81. Tomoe Tsurugi- We all collectively hate her, right? It’s not just me?
80. Su Han- This mans has small peepee energy. And he bad mouthed Fu, so get FUCKED, my dude.
79. Rolland Dupain- Listen, I get it, he liked Marinette in the end, but I could do without the racism.
78. Nathalie Sancoeur- My opinion of Nathalie took a nosedive after the s2 finale. I just do not care that she is in love with her boss. Don’t care that she’s dying. Just do not have it in me.
77. XY- Justin Bieber ass wannabe.
76. Nora Cesiare- I didn’t care for Nora. I know Thomas loves her, but the overbearing sibling trope is tired.
75. Anarka Couffaine- I underestimated how much I don’t really like her. Like, it’s not full-on hate, but I just do not care for her.
74. Otis Cesaire- Got akumatized because a kid said he could outrun a panther. I’m still not over it, Otis.
73. Andre Bourgeois- No love for the crooked mayor. I hope your wife divorces you.
72. Alec Cataldi- The real villain of Stormy Weather. Like fr why is he such an asshole?
71. Roger Raincomprix- Is Officer Roger just doing his best? Sometimes. But like sometimes this mans just needs to take a chill pill.
70. M. D'Argencourt- Please get out of the 1600s
69. Ella/Etta- These two are basically the same character, and I am indifferent to both of them.
68. KnightOwl/Barbara- Listen, I would have liked you more if you were less controlling.
67. Majestia- Same as above, but like I guess I like you more
66. Theo- *Mean Girls principal voice* Stay away from underaged girls!
65. Andre the ice cream man- I just want a scoop of chocolate, Andre. Is that too much to ask??
64. Amelie Graham de Vanily- We haven’t seen much of her, but she seems like a snake bitch.
63. M. Kubdel- I mean, if my son wanted to resurrect an ancient mummy and believed in aliens, I’d give the family heirloom to my daughter too.
62. Jalil Kubdel- Lolol, buddy, pal, dude, my guy. Chill.
61. Vincent (Adrien's photographer)- Head empty. Mom’s spaghetti. Idk he’s alright.
60. Manon- I don’t hate Manon. She just gets on my nerves every time she talks.
59. M. Ramier- This mans got akumatized a billion times because he gets emotional about pigeons. I mean, honestly mood.
58. Mme. Mendeleiev- She doesn’t put up with Chloe’s shit, and we respect her for this.
57. Baby August- Someone just give this mans some food. He’s a growing boy.
56. Santa Claus- If I were Santa, I too would list Ladybug as the best kid in the world.
55. Art Teacher- He doesn’t even have a name, but I vibe with him. He seems like he likes to paint scenes of nature with his pet squirrels.
54. Prince Ali- Lil mans just wanted to have a good time. I can respect that.
53. Duusu- Duusu, I get that your Miraculous was broken, but get with the program, girl. You is a hostage.
52. Other Kwamis- Idk, all the ones we haven’t seen as much. I don’t have real opinions on them yet. Just neutral.
51. Sass- He gives me dad vibes.
50. M. Damocles- You go, you funky owl man
49. Jean (Chloe's Butler)- He deserves a raise. What is your name, sir? We may never know.
48. Mireille Caquet- She’s pretty cute. No complaints.
47. Aurore Beaureal- Baby’s first akuma. I love her design. She’s a cutie.
46. Claudie Kante (Max’s mom)- This womans just wanted to go to space and live her dream. We stan a hardworking queen.
45. Hot Dog Dan- I like him more than Andre the ice cream fraud. Sure, my hotdog might turn me purple, but if I ask for chili on it, I bet he’d oblige.
44. Nadja Chamack- I mean, she’s doing her best.
43. Audrey Bourgeois- So, as I said in the episode ranking, I have a love-hate relationship with Audrey. She’s the worst, but that’s why I love her. I love her ironically. Like, yeah she’s atrocious, but I just want to watch her burn the world.
42. Luka Couffaine- Directly in the middle, like he’s always been.
41. Nathaniel Kurtzberg- My opinion of Nath improved after Reverser surprisingly. I ship it.
40. Chris Lahiffe- I like Chris better than Ella/Etta. He’s just a little mans out here living life wanting to grow up. Don’t believe it, Chris. Stay little forever. Being an adult suuuuucks.
39. Fang the Crocodile- The goodest boy.
38. Nooroo- I just want to give him a hug.
37. Mlle. Bustier- She’s doing her best, but I mean, when ya whole class keeps getting turned into supervillains, I’m surprised she’s not an alcoholic.
36. Penny Rolling- I just like her. I think she’s neat.
35. Ondine- Mermaid queen! She’s so sweet, and I love her with Kim. I hope we see more of her in the future.
34. Marc Anciel- Marc is a little cutie bean. Idc if he’s based off one of Thomas’s irl friends. He can stay.
33. Wayzz- He loves Master Fu so much I cry.
32. Felix Graham de Vanily- I know everyone hates canon Felix, but tbh he exudes massive chaotic neutral gremlin energy, and I actually kinda vibe with that. And he pisses with his uncle which is a whole ass mood.
31. Tikki- Tikki is very cute, but bby please work on the preaching. You don’t always know what’s right, babe.
30. Sabrina Raincomprix- Sabrina deserves better. I hope we see good things happen for her.
29. Lila Rossi- Surprised? I actually like Lila. The first fic I ever wrote for this fandom was a Lila redemption. I think she is a good antagonist and foil to Marinette. I absolutely want to see her get dunked on in canon, but that doesn’t mean I hate her.
28. Wayhem- I don’t know why, but Wayhem makes me laugh. I love him XD
27. Uncle Cheng- He’s just a good mans with a birb who wants to make you tasty food. What’s not to like?
26. Trixx- Trixx shot up after GoS. Chaotic bean make Eiffel Tower go bendy
25. Jess- She’s pretty cool. She’s a vibe.
24. Aeon- The cutest bean!!! She saw Adrien and Marinette and said yep. Those two are meant to be together. Jess, we gotta make it happen.
23. Ivan Bruel- Ivan is such a gentle bean. We love him.
22. Mylene Haprele- Smol
21. Fei Wu- I still have not watched the Shanghai special with subs, but I liked her.
20. Gina Dupain- The grandma I aspire to be.
19. Marianne Lenoir- I love her. She is good. She and Fu are so cute. And she seems like she would have kicked le ass back in the day. (and even now)
18. Rose Lavillant- I am so excited for Pigella!! Rose is too cute. We love her.
17. Gorilla- aka Adrien’s real dad. If the series doesn’t end with Gabriel getting yeeted into the stratosphere and Gorilla adopting Adrien, I don’t want it.
16. Clara Nightingale- She’s in love with Marinette. You can’t change my mind. 16 is also how old I hc her to be, so don’t nobody come for me.
15. Tom Dupain- Most. Supportive. Dad. Soft bean. Just wants to make you fresh bread.
14. Sabine Cheng- Good mom vibes. We love to see her.
13. Juleka Couffaine- Shy goth bean. Just wants to have her picture taken. Definitely a lesbian. We stan.
12. Nino Lahiffe- The goodest boy. He’s just out here doing his best, loving his friends.
11. Chloe Bourgeois- Chloe is another one I have a love-hate relationship with. Her brattiness is funny to me. We had high hopes for her. Honestly, she ranks this high because I like to play with her in fic.
10. Max Kante- He smol and smort. And I adore his friendship with Kim and the fact that he made an AI himself at 14. What a legend.
9. Alya Cesaire- Rip to Alya salters, but I’m different. Outside of Chameleon, Alya is fine. She’s a supportive bff. All yall people that are mad she doesn’t kiss Marinette’s ass all the time need to go out and make real friends. I said what I said.
8. Alix Kubdel- I love Alix. I love how she is always so done with all the lovey-dovey bullshit. She is tiny queen, and Bunnix, while OP af, is still super cool. We love to see her.
7. Kagami Tsurugi- I will fight anyone who shits on Kagami. She has done nothing wrong, you guys are just haters. All she did was exist, and yall said, wow what a toxic bitch?? Disgraceful.
6. Jagged Stone- We are going to ignore the deadbeat dad trope that canon thrust upon him. He is a Marinette stan, and we love that.
5. Kim Le Chien- I really love Kim, you guys. Does that surprise you? Listen, my favorite male character types are sweet beans and himbos. Kim is both of these.
4. Master Fu- If you didn’t pick up on how much I love Fu from the episodes ranking, then idk what to tell you. I want him to be my grandpa. I would trust this mans with my life. He did his best. You paint those pictures, you funky little man. I love you.
3. Plagg- My galaxy trash man. Love him. 10/10 chefs kisses all around.
2. Adrien Agreste- The biggest Marinette stan there is. I just want him to kiss her on the face. And marry her. Idk, I just think that would be neat if he could do that. I just want good things for them.
1. Marinette Dupain-Cheng- Honestly, are you surprised? I have always been and always will be a Marinette stan. If you expected anyone else to be in this spot, then clown suit rentals are off to the left.
#cat speaks#cat spoils#character ranking#okay fr tho dont ever ask me for anything ever again#take your complaints to your dashboard button and off my blog#idc if you dont like my ranks#theyre not for you#heck off
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First Viewing
Just finished The Terminator (1984) for the first time!
I....loved it.
The characters were great, I loved how it was shot, the effects were mostly pretty good and the action and horror were very intense and well done.
If y’all haven’t seen this yet, what are you even doing?
~Spoilers under the cut!~
Okay.
First of all, I loved the cast.
Arnold Schwarzenegger, Michael Biehn, Lance Henriksen, Rick Rossovich and Bill Paxton I love and would protect with my life.
The Terminator was so cool and intimidating. Also unintentionally hilarious at times. I love that he has a list of responses like in video games.
I legit laughed out loud.
Kyle Reese.
I would DIE for that man. He’s such a sweetheart. I love him. He’s such an awkward bean. (heh.) What an absolute joy to watch. LOVED his character. Also, I totally called that he’d fall in love with Sarah and be John’s dad.
I called that.
It’s fine if things in movies are predictable though, depending on how it’s handled. And at the time it came out the idea probably wasn’t as common.
Anyway.
Back to your regularly scheduled program about me loving Michael Biehn.
He brought such a charm to the role. Sure, Kyle had no idea how to interact with people, but he was a solider with trauma and he was several years in the past.
Although, we never saw him interact with anyone besides Sarah, so maybe he was just awkward as heck because he was in love with her.
Guess we’ll never know.
(My gif, but feel free to use!) ^
Lance Henriksen is still amazing and I love him. It was weird to see him smile and stuff, cause the only other thing I’ve seen him in person in was Aliens (1986), in which he was an android.
A blessed android that I loved, but an android nonetheless.
Also, the fact that everyone listed above is connected in some way except Schwarzenegger is kinda hilarious.
(My gif, but feel free to use!) ^ [Sadly, I couldn’t find the clip I wanted. :/ ]
Rick Rossovich was on screen for like, four minutes, but I fell in love with him anyway. He seemed like such a friendly guy. Also, he put up a pretty decent fight, so kudos.
(My gif, but feel free to use!) ^
Bill Paxton. I love him. He had maybe five lines, but I see him in anything, and I clap. The hair, though. And also the iconic Terminator line. XD
Why’d they all have to die though? I loved them all so much. I’m devastated. They were all amazing and excellent and sweet and iconic and so lovable.
I’m upsetti.
Mom’s spaghetti.
Also, I love the detail that Kyle automatically went to the dog because they did that in the future to make sure they weren’t cyborgs. Great attention to detail!
The movie was shot so well. It was shot like a horror film.
Again, the action was great and very engaging!
Loved the movie!
#The Terminator 1984#The Terminator#First viewing#essay#my essay#Arnold Schwarzenegger#Kyle Reese#Michael Biehn#Rick Rossovich#Matt#Lance Hendriksen#Bill Paxton#Billy Paxton#Sarah Connor#John Connor#I speak#Mara speaks#gif#gifs#my gifs#Mara's gifs
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ahhh, may I request a deancas fic with jealous dean and sam notices and lets cas in on it and...something along those lines? I know it's terrible cliche (and you def don't have to do it if you get other way more interesting prompts :3) but love your writing!!! happy 200 🌈
sheya no this is a great prompt!!!! and a great way to avoid reading chapter 13: water resources xD of my geology textbook :) thank you for submitting a prompt and being a pal :)
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college au, sam pov (since I know how much you love sam!!!), let’s go :D
It’s no surprise to Sam that his older brother still hasn’t told Cas how he feels. Sam’s known Dean from the literal moment he was born, and Dean is nothing if not evasive and careful with his feelings, even with his best friend. It’s only gotten worse since Sam moved in with the two of them this fall.
Ostensibly, it was for all of them to save money--Sam wouldn’t have to pay for a crappy freshman dorm room, and they could split the rent three ways instead of two. But what is revealed to Sam is Dean’s epic jealously whenever Cas hangs out with certain people...and how much Sam hates it.
One night, while Dean is making dinner and Sam is doing homework at the bar in their kitchen, it all comes to a head.
“Is Cas joining us?” Sam asks, flipping to the next page in The Scarlet Letter.
Dean slams a pot down on the stove. “No.”
“Why no?” Sam glances up at his brother. “I didn’t think he had anything going on Thursday nights.”
“He doesn’t. He and Balth are meeting up to study. Studying, my ass.” Dean turns the burner on to boil the water with equal vigor. “Balth has had his eye on Cas since the biology lab the three of us were in sophomore year.”
Sam sighs inwardly and keeps reading his book. Dean’s never going to admit to being in love with Cas unless he’s pushed, is he?
Sam is binge-watching Parks and Rec on his bed later when he hears their apartment’s front door open and shut--presumably, it’s Cas returning. Cas says something Sam can’t hear, but Dean’s angry response is definitely audible.
“I’m so glad you skipped spaghetti for date night with Balth,” Dean says sarcastically (sarcasm has never been a good look on him, Sam would know).
“Who said anything about date night?” Oh, Sam can hear Cas’ voice now. That’s never a good sign--Cas reserves his anger for extreme circumstances, unlike Dean, who pops off at just about anything.
“I’ve seen the way Balth looks at you. You two sure as hell weren’t studying for that long.”
“And why would you care?” Cas challenges. Sam would bet his entire Millennium Falcon lego set that Cas has crossed his arms and leaned back on the heels of his feet, a strong stance against Dean, who most likely has his fists balled up at his sides. Sam’s been in enough arguments with his brother over the years to know.
“I--I was just--” Dean sputters but Cas cuts him off.
“That’s right, you don’t care. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have things to do.” Sam hears loud footsteps, and then Cas coming into his room next to Sam’s and slamming the door. Then he hears the TV turn on in the living room--classic Dean, watching a western instead of talking it out.
Well, if Dean won’t tell Cas what’s up, Sam will.
Sam slides out of bed, shutting his laptop (he hates to abandon Ben and Leslie’s wedding, even if he’s seen the episode six times, but he needs to talk to Cas), before heading out of his room and knocking on Cas’ door.
“Can’t you tell when someone doesn’t want to talk to you?” Cas says angrily from inside, and Sam knocks again. He hears footsteps, and then Cas is pulling open the door. “I told you to--oh, it’s you.”
“I couldn’t help but hear you and my brother yelling at each other,” Sam says, “Can I come in?” He’s already shouldering past Cas, though--Cas may be Dean’s best friend, but Sam has known Cas since he was a kid, and they have an understanding.
“Dean didn’t put you up to this, did he?” Cas asks as Sam commandeers his desk chair.
“Nope.” Sam spins around the chair for a minute before stopping to look at Cas. “You know why Dean gets so upset, right?”
“Because he’s terrible?” Cas replies, raising an eyebrow.
Sam rolls his eyes. “No. Because he’s jealous, Cas. Can I tell you a secret?”
“Hm?”
Sam lowers his voice--if Dean hears Sam, Sam can kiss finishing any of his classes goodbye, because he’ll be dead. “He’s been in love with you for years,” Sam says.
Cas’ mouth drops open. “No.”
“Yes. Since...” Sam thinks back. “Since your junior year of high school, when you took Meg Masters to prom. The two of you were originally planning on going solo but buying the tickets together to save money, and then she asked you, and you said yes. Dean sort of lost it.”
Cas frowns. “He never said anything to me about it.”
“Yeah, because Dean’s an idiot. Look,” Sam stood up, “He’s never gonna say anything himself, and you know that, because you know him just as well as I do. The only way to get him to talk about it is to confront him, and I’m tired of being stuck in the middle.”
“So you’re telling me this...”
“So that one of you will make a move.” Sam turns to leave Cas’ room. “Good luck.”
Sam heads back to his room and watches three more episodes of Parks and Rec before going to sleep. He doesn’t hear voices from the living room, but he also doesn't hear either Dean or Cas’ door slam.
The next morning, Sam pulls himself out of bed so that he can have breakfast before his nine am class--psychology--and notices that the TV in the living room is still on. Then he notices that Cas is curled up on top of Dean on the couch, both of them fast asleep, with Dean’s arms wrapped around Cas.
Looks like the intervention worked.
#thank u sheya for this prompt!#I hardly ever write sam POV so this was fun#destiel#fanfic#:D#offbeatwrites
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Kanene’s note: Heya! YellowHeart!Anon talking here!!! xDDD Oh gosh, sorrey, I was nervous when I sent you the ask @oliviaischillin1204 (for absolutely no reason at all, you’re the sweetest, dear <3) and Your Precious AU that owns my heart. (first link the AU itself and second her t-fic of it).
Also, that fanfic was inspired in this scene of that manga.
Warnings, fun facts, random things and stuff:
* This characters don’t belong to me! They all belong to Thomas Sanders and his series Sanders Sides! And the AU belong to Olivia!
* This is a SFW Tickle-Fanfic, so, if you don’t appreciate this kind of content, please, look for another blog. There are a plenty of fabulous arts in this site!! ^w^)b
* Oneshot. Something around 1.200 words. ( This fic is litol but it’s honest work. XD). Lee!Patton (and a bit of lee!Logan) and Ler!Janus (and a bit of Ler!Patton, as well) in Human AU. Romantic Moceit.
* Sorry for any spelling, pontuation and grammar mistakes! Any and every advice is very very welcome! I didn’t proofreaded this fic AT ALL ohmygosh I’m sorrey asdfghjklkjsdfgh. We die like a men. >:D
* I will probably make a second part for this? Maybe xDD. Poderá ser traduzida num futuro próximo. Só preciso de tempo aaa. Thankys so much for reading, my lollipops!! Have a wonderful and tickly day! Yay!!
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Patton hummed lazily, his left-hand careless combing Logan’s hair while his free hand held his phone, watching the new episode of his favorite show with subtitles on, since, by the way the his son’s soft snores filled the air and a pressure laid on his chest, Logan fell asleep in the middle of their afternoon reading.
The parental figure lowered his gaze to his baby – he could almost hear Logan saying, a determined frown on his face, that ‘I’m not a baby, I’m seven!– resting a caring kiss on his forehead, his heart feeling like he could explode from all the love and cuteness. How was he so lucky to be the father of three wonderful, precious, amazing, smart, incredible and cute beings just like Logan, Remus and Roman? He had no idea.
The sound of steps pulled him from the sea of memories which began to flow. Patton directed his gaze to his husband, who just got in the room, stretching and yawning, probably he just had gotten up after putting the twins to sleep in one of the great amounts of naps and very much likely taking some minutes to snuggle with them and rest a bit as well.
“Pictureeee!!” Patton mouthed when their eyes met, his gaze flickering between Janus and Logan, a gigantic smile splitting his face in half, using every drop of self-control to not start to bounce.
Janus snorted and rolled his eyes fondly, however doing as asked. Patton turned to kiss Logan’s forehead again, this time for posing purposes.
Then a sensation shocked all his body, a yelp almost flying from his mouth and a squirm being held in the very last second. His head shouted to Janus’ direction.
Only to see the aforementioned toothless smiling and blinking in a mix of a smug, innocent face. Patton followed slowly the length of his arm, his heart beating quickly, as if he was in a horror movie, finally resting his fingers hovering inches away from his calf, wiggling, wiggling, wiggling.
“Janus!” Patton whispered, his voice failing when the other started to mindless poke and pinch the ticklish spot, the tingles running up his body nonstop, waking up his butterflies and muffled his bubbly giggles. “N-no!”
“Shhh, honey. You don’t want to wake Logan up, right?”
Patton widened his eyes, gaze quickly changing to Logan, who contently adjusted his sleepy form on his chest, nuzzling closer. A cold shiver ran down his spine.
“Uh-oh… Looks like someone is stuck. ~”
“Janus don’t-!” His sentence was quickly cut by snort, consequently making Patton slap his hand on his mouth, pressing it as heat took over his cheeks. Janus’ grin only expanded even more, now concentrating his attack on both calves.
One hand following an unbearable pattern consisted on drawing shapes from his ankle, fast spidering all his way up - taking full advantage on the opportunity to deliver some tickly scribbling on his way – across the length of his calf until research that spot just below the back of his knee, resting there with some great scratches, feeling the barely controlled kicks resulted of his new discovering.
“Ohoho myihi. S-s-stop!!” The other hand ceased his light squeezes in order to lift his index finger before his husband’s lips, the universal sign to ‘shhhh’ just worsening the state of the thousands of bouncy giggles already protesting for freedom on his throat. However, Janus was fast to lowering his fingers, clawing closer and closer and even closer, to his immensely sensitive skin.
“You’re doing so well, dear.” The so sweet, so teasy whispered tune leaded to the red on his face crawl to his neck, some titters escaping between his firmly pressed lips and closed fingers, tingles and goosebumps racing in every single other ticklish spot left untouched. Every single nerve pleading to be able to squirm and fight the tickles off. But no! Patton determined decided! Above his ticklishness he was a father! A dad! The peaceful nap of his loved kiddo would not be interrupted! He is going to be strong! “What if we play a game?”
He was going to die.
Patton shook his head and free hand, trying to get rid of the excited built energy, while not trusting in the slightest in his voice. Janus sticks resolute even under the glare of his so powerful Puppy Eyes, a dangerous gleam on his expression.
“It’s very, very easy, you see. Actually, I’m absolutely sure you will be…” He lightly tased his husband’s left calf, calmly resting his hand on the other. “Shocked at how much easy it is to win this game.”
The teasing, the tickles, the pun… Patton controlled the sea of squeals, using every piece of will to not break, silent snorts slipping from his cracks. Janus just leaned closer, being sure his breath tickled any and every inch of the so poor, so sad ticklish ears.
“The game is called: How much time can Pattycake endure before becoming a blushed mess of laughter?”
Patton felt his fingers prepare themselves, slightly folding as pressured multiple spots on both of his calves. “No, no! Not this, Janus!” He desperately pleaded, already giggling, already feeling Janus get ready to attack. “Love, love! You know I can’t stand-” His breath hitched, full laughter filling the room.
But it wasn’t his.
“Daddy is so red!!”
Everything stopped.
Patton traveled his watery glare, all the bubbly, squeaky giggled he had trapped now taking the opportunity to run away, between his son and husband. Logan and Janus, again, again, back and forth, back and forth.
The only adult up quick recomposed himself, the fate he would have if not controlled the situation making a wobbly piece of smile took over his features. He stared his partner dead on his eyes.
“I’ll help you to get Logan back. You know how adorably squeaky he gets when we both tickle his neck.”
“No!!” Logan jolted upright, betrayal painting his words. Big eyes looking at Patton – and his evil grin – when the other fixed his gaze on him. “It was Papa’s idea!!!”
The adult with glasses askew turned towards Janus.
“Logan’s. Giggles.”
“He was the one tickling you! He was being so mean!”
“I will make your favorite spaghetti for dinner.”
“I will learn how to cook! I can get your phone and see some videos and follow them you know I’m good at following insti-tituctions and you will only need to turn on the oven for me because you said fire is dangerous and-and then I can get a chair to climb on it and use the balcony I know I’m not the best at climbing trees and I almost fell but I won’t fall this time ‘cause I am good at climbing chairs and then I will make the best spaghetti ever and I can make it every every day just like you also cook food for me every day and I will also clean the dis-ches and eat everything on my plate even the greenies and-No!! Daddy!!” Logan knew he lost when his dad’s arms began to hug him from behind, not being bothered for how much he squirmed as his back was gently pressed on Patton’s chest, fingers worming their way under his shirt. “No, daddy! No! Not fair! Nohohohot fahaha!! Pahahahapa!!”
Janus was quick to follow, sitting on the couch and delivering a noisy raspberry on the boy’s neck, happily hearing his laughter get louder in a mix of crackles and squeals. Patton added to his attack butterfly kisses behind his ticklish ears, each one accompanied by an exaggerated ‘Mwua!’
“Mwua! Mwua!!” He nibbled a bit the tickle spot, conquering belly laughter from his sweet revenge, managing to whisper quietly enough so only his baby heard their future plan. “We will get Papa right before the dinner, okay Logie-bear? Mwua! Mwua!”
#Lee!Patton#Ler!Janus#Janus#Patton#Tickle fic#Sanders Sides tickling#Sanders Sides Tickles#Ticklish!Patton#Poor Patton he is dead lol#Janus can and will betray his own son to escape his husbands tickles#Logan can and probably would learn how to cook if given a chane. He just#He just has this vibes ya know#I love them all. I'm not even kidding I just get all soft thinking in this AU and I would die for them <3333333#Family tickles#Playful tickles#Romantic Moceit#sdfghyuiksdfgtyui I'm just so happy. This is a bit short but I really really like this fanfic <33#Kanene's fanfic#Kanene's Art#I think the world needs more ticklish calves on it#A bit of Lee!Logan#A bit of Ler!Patton
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