#honestly I kinda saw that twist coming

[youling-the-ghost]

that was INCREDIBLE! (/ref)

that twist really tied everything together, it was in a really interesting format too!! I'd love to have more longforms done in a sort of flashback format haha

also: LUKE AND TOM COUPLE!!! you gotta love one of those

[ishaslife]

Love and Deepspace:

Caleb Trailer Breakdown

Okay, so, I was confused on the trailer for a while and honestly a little put off at the whole "villain" vibes I got from it. But... I feel like there's something deeper going on here. Just hear me out:

"23rd Neural Control Experiment"

Pay close attention to the word, "Neural," to do with the brain and the nerves, as well as "control." Then, we see him struggling.

He's moaning and groaning, almost as if he's trying to fight against it. He looks like he's pain and then suddenly,

He's fine, he's IN control. His whole demeanour changes momentarily and all the lights around him come to life, it's not chaotic anymore. Until,

He wakes up, as if from a dream, absolutely terrified. He's sweating and scared, he's almost relieved to realise that it was a dream. But... What if it wasn't? I have always bought into the theory that Caleb and MC were brought together as a part of a bigger experiment by Ever, to test their evols and how they would get along.

Caleb has always been experimented on to better suit the needs and purposes that Ever plans to achieve with him and MC. He is being mind controlled by Ever, it's a "Neural Experiment" after all, Ever is trying to gain control of his thoughts and feelings, to make him detach himself from the MC to be able to use his telekenisis/gravity manipulation evol more effectively. Caleb seems unaware of this, he thinks that all of this is a dream when it's likely not. It's a result of all the poking and prodding Ever did in his brain since he's been a child. And Caleb's feelings for the MC are so strong that he's always able to fight against it, even if he is aware of it.

Ever blew up their house, likely because they thought that if MC knew that Caleb is definitely dead, they'd be able to keep her away from Caleb and keep Caleb away from her, making it easier for them to manipulate his brain to their liking.

Caleb is a sweet guy. The moment I saw him in the game, he was instantly the "protective-older-oppa-niichan" archetype. And this sudden shift in him in the trailer made me feel... Strange to say the least. It was absolutely jarring. I don't think he's evil, I think he's being made to think he is evil.

The still from the trailer below; it shows what is likely his apartment and everything is boxed up, it's almost as though this is from the day he moved to skyhaven or a few days after.

(side note: it's kinda cute that the only thing he unpacked is that photo of, what I assume is, him and the MC on the left.)

This is most definitely the past because,

He still has the necklace and he seems as soft as we know him to be, he caresses the necklace with care and in memory, almost as if he's consoling the MC like, "I'll never hurt you, don't worry." (And well, also just because he misses her and wishes she was with him.)

And then, this beautiful dream-like scene, almost from a memory changes into something far darker.

It's as though he's not himself anyone, he's someone who has been twisted. Ever has succeeded and it's up to us to make him remember again.

To add: the apple symbolism. His art and his motifs are often littered with apples and snakes, snakes are often seen as symbols of seduction, betrayal and most importantly: duality in most world mythologies and the apple, it's quite literally the seduction and fall of Eve/mankind. Even the snake, the devil takes the form of a snake when trying to seduce Eve to eat from the tree.

Perhaps the snakes at meant to represent his duality, and Ever as they are the reason for his duality in the first place. Meanwhile, the apples: his fall orchestrated by Ever. Ever is the devil and Caleb fell for their trap, unknowingly just as Eve did.

[catsgut]

uhmm so… you asked for more scumbag!toji… i just… fucking his enemy’s (gojo’s) sister on gojo’s bed??? i’m sorry i’m thinking with my 😺 rn… even better if shes a virgin

THIS IS SO GOOD(ノ ̿ ̿ᴥ ̿ ̿)ノ you’re so smart hehe…. i made this kinda long? bc it was sm fun to write also i luv my baby so much i gotta treat her <3

warnings: drugs, geto and gojo are sleezey, toji is.. scummy, loss of virginity, SPITTTTT, dubcon kinda, size kink galore, blood, rough sex, UMMM INCEST SORTA HELLOOOOOOOOO

honestly, you didn’t care for your brother very much. he was condescending and didn’t have very good morals. you could tell his priorities were all wrong and twisted, but it was him or your parents, and you’d take satoru any day. at least he didn’t put almost impossible expectations on you. in fact, the only things he expected if you was to cover your share of rent and buy groceries.

and geto was nice enough. he, for some reason, was always up early enough to talk to you before you went to class. the conversations were normal for the most part, but the loud moans coming from his bedroom most nights were enough to keep you permanently pissed off at him. he seemed to think it was funny, constantly teasing you about how good he made “that bitch” feel. you couldn’t deny he was attractive, but he teased you too much to give it any thought.

you still went to college and tried your best to set yourself up for success, but it was hard when you had to come home to your man child brother and his equally immature roommate. the house constantly smelled like weed and you were worried it would stick to your clothes. you didn’t want anyone to get a bad impression of you, but of course that was impossible when satoru was your brother.

you knew they made most of their money through selling drugs, but you had no idea the extent to it. it wasn’t that they didnt want you to know, you were just always horded up in your bedroom whenever you weren’t in class. not once had you ever come out while they had people over, not wanting to have to hold a conversation with your brothers brain dead friends.

but tonight you just really had to use the bathroom. you tried your best to hold it, sucking the end of your pen and you tried putting your focus on studying, but as the time ticked on your bladder slowly started burning.

“fuck,” you groaned. maybe you could sneak into the bathroom without being noticed, so you put your house slippers on and slowly opened your door a crack. you could see geto sitting on the love seat facing another man sitting on the couch opposite of him. you hadn’t ever seen him before, but by the look of his back you could tell he was very big. his hair was dark and shoulders broad. they were talking in quiet voices, but the man sounded annoyed. you could slightly make out your brothers name being said in an aggravated tone.

tiptoeing into the hallway, you hurried into the bathroom and quietly shut the door. you didn’t know why your heartbeat was beating so hard, but nonetheless you were glad you made it into the bathroom unnoticed. you did your business and combed your fingers through your hair. looking into the mirror, you saw you looked tired with bags under your eyes. probably from all the sleepless nights studying.

quietly, you opened the bathroom door hoping they were still occupied with talking. not seeing anyone, you opened it fully and stepped out. you thought you were in the clear before you heard a voice.

“y/n?” geto called out from the living room, dread filling your body. shit. they never made you talk to any of the guests they invited over, so why now of all times? “yeah?” you called out, voice sounding small as you walked into the living room. the man was now facing you and you could make out a scar on his lips. he was handsome for sure, but looked scary, someone you should stay away from— you couldn’t help but feel butterflies in your tummy.

“yeah, geto?” you asked again looking over at your roommate. he smiled sweetly, something that always threw you off. “have you heard from your brother at all? he owes toji here a lot of money, but we can’t seem to get a hold of him.”

you rolled your eyes. that sounded like satoru. “um he’s probably with a girl or somethin’,” you rubbed your clothed foot against your ankle.

“that’s too bad,” you heard geto say, but you weren’t really listening. looking back over at the man you saw he was no longer looking at you. you were able to get a better view of him, seeing just how big he was. his tight black shirt hugged his body nicely and he was pairing it with some grey sweatpants. his legs were spread out and part of you wished you were between him.

you looked back over at geto and saw he was grinning. he gestured over to toji with his eyes and winked. you could feel your face heating up in embarrassment. “well i have a paper to write… so uh goodnight.” you looked back to toji and smiled politely before going back into the safety of your bedroom.

that night when you laid in your bed, you couldn’t stop thinking about toji. he looked exactly like the type of man you should stay away from, but it was that very reason that had you grinding down on your pillow that night.

a couple days had past and you hadn’t heard from your brother. this wasn’t uncommon as he liked to lay low when someone was searching for him, so you brushed it off thinking it was just your brother being the typical asshole he was. geto seemed to be gone a lot, too. that was more uncommon, but non of your business. it was actually nice to have the house to yourself for once. you got some cleaning done and even got all caught up on homework.

you were currently sitting on the couch scrolling through your phone when there was a loud knock on the door. it startled you, but you got up to open it anyway thinking one of them misplaced their key (something that happened often.) what you weren’t expecting to see was an angry looking toji. “c-can um i help you?” you tried to sound nice but it just came out frightened.

“no, but gojo can. he home?” his voice was low and you wondered if satoru had really fucked up this time. this time you tried to muster up all your confidence saying “no, he isn’t home. you can go now,” but that only seemed to annoy him even more.

he shoved past you, yelling your brothers name. the sudden action made you stumble back in fear of what he was going to do to. you didn’t have it in you to fight back only telling him again that he wasn’t here.

“well i guess ill hang around till he gets back. your brother owes me money an’ im not leavin’ till i get somethin’.” he sat his large body on the couch and sighed. you watched him close his eyes and cross his arms as if he was going to sleep.

“would you like something to drink?” you didn’t know why you were trying to be nice to him after he clearly invited himself inside, but you couldn’t help but want his attention. not saying a word, his eyes opened and stared at you. “we have water and um juice.”

toji continued to stare at you only he was smiling now. it didn’t look friendly, but that feeling in the pit of your stomach slowly started to return. “how about you hang out with me over here,” he suggested, beckoning you one with his ring and middle finger. you didn’t understand, but he was making a motion that looked similar to fingering a girl.

nervously, you went over and sat next to him. despite the uneasy feeling you were getting, this was the most exciting thing you’ve done in a long time. you’ve never been this close to a man like him. the way he stared down at you made you feel small.

“man you’re cute, you sure you’re gojo’s sister?” he smiled and for a second he looked kind. you giggled nervously at his question feeling your face heat up. “um thank you.” the tension in the air was thick and you weren’t sure if you could keep this up. you knew it was wrong to let a man talk to you like this, but you were too scared to do anything about it. if anything, you wanted more.

“my brother might not be home for a while.” you heard yourself say while fidgeting with your fingers. “you can still um.. stay here though.” closing your eyes, you could feel his hot breath on the side of your face. it didn’t smell the best, but the wet patch growing in your panties distracted you.

“i don’t mind spendin’ some time with you, little girl.” you gulped and looked back up to his to see his face was only a couple inches from yours. you could understand that you brother absolutely did not like this man, but that didn’t stop you from closing your eyes when toji leaned in. you opened your mouth obediently, letting his big tongue dig around in it.

toji chuckled at your inexperience and grabbed at your thighs. they were squeezed together, trying desperately to get some friction. “damn you’re a little slut,” he groaned into your mouth. “lettin’ a stranger touch you like this.”

you whimpered when you felt his fingers get tangled in your hair. you couldn’t lie that this was exciting. for once in your life you felt so good doing something so bad. this man could be anyone, could do anything to you, but you were counting on it. in this moment, he could be a murderer and you would spread your little legs for him.

your tongue was hanging out from between your lips, drool dripping onto your lap. toji was kissing and biting the skin on your neck, one hand in your hair and the other lifting one of your legs to your chest. he leaned down to peak under your skirt and you watched him grin.

you brought your hands up to cover your face when toji got down on his knees and spread your legs. he pressed his tongue against your panties and sucked harshly. you peeked at him through your fingers, eyes wide in pleasure.

your fingers could never make you feel this good. your whole pussy was now on toji’s mouth. he was being so nasty the way his saliva soaked your panties.

“u-um can we go to the bed… please?” the thought of geto coming home and seeing you like this made you shiver. you would never be able to live it down.

“anything f’this pussy,” he laughed and scooped you up by your armpits. he carried you down the hallway with ease and into a random room. you instantly recognized it at satoru’s, but toji didn’t seem to care. his shirt was already off by the time he set you down and that was enough for you not to care either.

“look at you turnin’ into such a little whore.” you lifted your tank top over your tits to show him your lacey bra. trying your best to look seductive, you pulled your panties halfway down your thighs. toji didn’t seem to care about your little performance, though, instead forcing you on all fours. your face hit the comforter of satoru’s bed and you were suddenly aware of how real the situation was. you could smell your big brother as toji slid his fat tip up and down your pussy lips.

“w-wait m’not read-“ your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he pushed himself in all the way. with a loud groan, toji began force fucking you into the mattress.

this was sex? you’ve never felt this kind of pain in your life. “shit— you a virgin?” you heard him ask after seeing blood on his cock. he still didn’t slow down, instead picking up his pace. one thing about toji was he loved fucking girls dumb. especially, virgins.

your fingers reached up to grab a pillow to bury your face into. the sudden guilt of fucking this man in your brothers bed brought tears to your eyes. “ssstru,” you tried to moan out to your brother, eyes crossing when toji propped a foot on the bed to get deeper angle.

“ha! you really are a slut! moanin’ out your brothers name while i tear this pussy up.” you whimpered at his words knowing he was right. you couldn’t hide the fact you were close to your orgasm with the way your pussy was leaving a white ring around his cock.

“ah ah!” your moans filled the room as he rammed into you. you could tell he was close too when he leaned forward to press his big chest against your back. “gnna cum in this kitty,” he groaned in your ear before biting it. you tried to protest but he covered your mouth with a hand. not long after you felt warmth filling your insides. toji’s pace slowed as he fucked his cum in you, babbling about how he was going to “knock you up as pay back.”

you were too fucked out to care, though, laying there as he pulled out and stood. you listened to him wiping his dick off with a random shirt he found before dressing himself and leaving the room. you listened to him rummage through the living room, probably for cash or weed. you listened to the front door shut and then a few minutes later you heard it open again.

dread filled your body when familiar voices filled the hallway near the door. your legs hurt too much to move, so you braced yourself as the footsteps neared.

no one said anything, already knowing of the situation. you laid there, silently crying, back arched and bare ass exposed with cum leaking out of your pussy, while gojo and geto stood in the doorway. geto looked unbothered as he stepped closer to get a better look, the tent in his pants and obvious sign he liked what he saw.

gojo on the other hand looked furious. he knew toji was up to no good when he saw his smugly leave his front door, not even asking him for the money he owed. he knew he took something of similar value, just not that he took this.

his eyes traveled down to your lower half and he understood why geto wanted a better look. you looked so erotic with cum leaking out of your hole and red hand prints on your ass.

gojo turned around and walked out of the room in denial, but deep down, he knew there was no other explanation for the hardness in his pants.

[pedge-page]

Joel Dealing with Preggo Wife: Snacks for the Pack

Joel miller x F!Reader

Warnings: some family fluff 🤎

Notes: guys my sister and I moved into our own house, but our dad stops by almost every day to drop something off or fix something in our house, ans he usually brings us something like coffee and bubble yea. It didn't occur to us that we expected it till he came one day and didn't bring us a snacky, and we were disappointed. Thus: this fic is born!

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Ok, so here's the thing about your Joel. He's so selfless and always thinking about his family, he never consciously realizes it. And that can be a great thing... until you create a pack of spoiled girls in the house who know not what it feels like to not be spoiled 24/7.

So now you, Sarah, Spoon, and Ellie heard the garage, and all subconsciously got up from your spots in the house, lined up at the door, and waited for Joel to come in. He's on the phone when he does, but gives each one of his ladies (even Spoon) a kiss on the head.

But then he just. Keeps walking in. Closes the garage. Drops his keys on the table, and goes straight for his office.

And then four of his duckling family shuffle behind him on cue, in height order of you, Sarah, Spoon, and little Ellie. Eager and patiently awaiting.

He sits down and finishes his call before rubbing his face and opening his laptop. It takes a moment before he realizes 8 eyeballs anxiously staring at him from the doorway. Even Spoon was licking her chops in anticipation.

"Uhhh... can I help you ladies?"

You look very perplexed. "Did you... need help unloading the car?"

"Uh... no. There's nothing left in the truck....?"

"Nothing. Not even like... in the cup holders... or...." you twirl your fingers, hoping it'll suddenly click that he simply put it... somewhere else of course!

Joel's at a complete loss. Did he forget an anniversary? Birthday gift? He didn't say anything before he left to drop off the package at the post office. Yet here you all were with big, pleading eyes expecting something from him.

"You didn't. Get us anything," you say, coming to the disappointing conclusion.

"Wha--no. Was i supposed to? I'm sorry, I dont remember if you had asked"

Well no, we ... never ask but you always just. Bring us a little treat--" God you felt stupid standing here like pavlov's dog trained to salivate when your husband got home.

Honestly he TRAINED you all to be like this!

See, when you were pregnant and suddenly craving snackies every day, Joel got into the habit of just always bringing you something whenever he would come home. A latte, coffee, bubble tea, hot pretzel, frozen slushie, milkshake etc. So much so that you'd feel like you were wagging your imaginary tail and rushing off the couch every time you heard the garage, and eagerly give him a kiss when he presented you with the daily snack.

Well then Sarah came along. He still brought snacks home for you now out of habit, and Sarah got to the point where she'd take a sip or bite from yours. So daddy coming home was very exciting for her indeed. Like a little reward.

But then you got pregnant again. And suddenly sharing ANYTHING with your little girl kinda irked you. So Joel had the very great intuition of just getting her a little something for herself.

Spoon also saw the two of you constantly approaching the door and being rewarded when Joel would come home, so she'd sit patiently, and Joel started bringing little dog treats or pup cups for her too.

Then Ellie came along, and she wasn't much for coffee, but she DID love the little cake pops that the bakery sold.

Joel curls his brows. Thinking about it, he guess he DID usually come home with something, but he never really sets out with intention most days. It's kinda just... a stop along the way. Today he didn't pass a coffee shop so it didn't even occur to him that--

"Daddy, no cake pop?" Baby Ellie asks in his soft, high, sweet little sad voice, twisting her hips with her pouty lips. Her eyes welled up all shiny as if on the brink of tears.

His entire heart shatters in that moment.

Door, keys, ignition, gas.

15 minutes later and Joel is back, balancing an iced coffee, Tea latte, pup cup of whipped cream, and a few cake pops on sticks. You each grabbed what is intended for you ans give him a fat kiss on the cheek before returning to your corners of the house.

Joel blushes with a barely contained grin.

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[cheapshrimpysheep]

Your Yuu is and will ALWAYS be valid!

For anyone who might need to read this.

I saw a tweet about this and some people talking about it here on tumblr, and I honestly feel like I'm saying something obvious but I want to reiterate the following:

Schrodinger's Yuu: All Prefects are canon and not at the same time. Self Inserts included and especially.

The anime, manga, and novel are adaptations, correct? Which means the game's story will always be the original story, right? (this is a rhetorical question)

This isn't even a case of a series, book or movie where fans simply start imagining themselves in a story that has nothing to do with them.

NO, we didn't make ourselves the main characters of the story, the GAME made us the main characters of the story. One of the main mechanics of the game is to insert ourselves into that world.

Self Inserts or OCs prefects have always been part of the game experience and story.

All this to say that no matter what prefects appear in the anime or appeared in the manga, they are not the real prefects because there is no "real/canon" prefect, because both they and we are ALL the "real/canon" prefect. The character default name is literally Yu/Yuu (You).

And that's not just something we decided, it was always the intention of the game. They knows our names and wishes us a happy birthday.

And if you want to ship yourself with the characters, guess what, you can! I myself can't help but do it. Because let's face it the game kinda indulges you to do that. And if you don't want to do it, you can not do it too!

So whatever comes with the anime release, don't let potential new annoying "fans" ruin your enjoyment of Twisted Wonderland when the game itself wants you to be able to enjoy it this way. ❤️

The only people who can tell you what is canon or not are the people who make the game, not other fans like you or me. Whatever fans say are opinions, not facts, just like this post, you choose to give it whatever importance you want.

And at the end of the day Twisted Wonderland is just a game: the most important thing is that YOU HAVE FUN however you want, not who is right about something. 😘❤️❤️❤️

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk *mic drop*.

JOKING 😅😂

*comes back and pick up the mic again*

PS: And if there really wasn't going to be any kind of potentially friendly/romantic relationship with the player, explain the Valentine's Day merch. With messages written by the characters to those who buy the product! 😂 (it's a rhetorical question)

[tamayakii]

Fathers Love

notes: honestly i went in so hard without a plan this kinda fell through so I'm so sorry if it sucked, i wrote this in like, an hour with no beta reader or breaks. Sorry homies, this is all u get until i get more inspo <3 tags: @inuyasha330 warnings: angst, daddy daughter angsty, the way i was tempted to make this emotionally incesty but i DIDNT- thank me for that. anyways, dives over the pier.

The atmosphere felt thick around you, sitting in an unfamiliar environment. Your only comfort was your older brother but even then he felt distant, you saw the stars of the galaxy and more; you saw things that amazed you. 

“So this is what I missed out on?” whispering to him, when you had gotten your powers he had offered you a trip through the stars but you had rejected it; terrified of the powers granted to you through your DNA. 

Days before the incident in Chicago, your father had forced you to get a superhero suit when he found out that you too were blessed with the viltrumite powers, promising that he too would train you as he did Mark but; that no matter what you were still his little girl. 

You were always his little girl, when you came into this world Nolan had shed the first tears he ever would shed; he was so fearsomely protective of you. Never letting you go out alone, finally seeing the purpose of the backpack leashes marketed towards parents, always always kept you close to him. Growing up he was your hero, he was your everything. 

Now the suit feels uncomfortably tight with the memory of his words when he saw it on you for the first time, “just like me” he said, back then it was a compliment but now it was your fear.

“Yeah.. it’s amazing. Isn’t it?” Mark replied in turn, looking at you. There’s a pause before he puts his hand on your shoulder, “it’s gonna be okay.” he answers, you want to believe him. You wanted to but your gut told you otherwise but you stifled it. “I hope so.” 

The rest of the flight passed by quickly, with sleeping and eating orange-coloured goo there wasn’t much else to do besides daydream. After a while; all the stars looked the same, passing you by like blurs. 

You wondered about where your father went, leaving Chicago a mess, beating your brother to near death- Leaving the world without a word to you or your mother. How many stars away was he? You were left no time to wonder before Nuolzot announced your arrival, waking your brother up. 

The skies were pink turning into blue, and purple buildings and large arches decorated the sandy planet. The spaceship hummed as it slowly landed, a horde of blue bug people awaited your arrival. 

Cautiously you followed Mark, so close that you were practically his shadow. While he stared in wonderment, you looked for the meteor showers that were supposedly destroying the planet, but there was no sign of them. Only clear skies, no orange fiery balls of death. You held onto Mark's forearm, your gut twisting as Nuolzot took you further from the ship. 

“Wait, what exactly about this planet needs saving? Where are the meteors?” Mark questions, you let out a small breath. So he noticed too, you stared at the alien from behind Mark. Face twisting when he answers, forgetting about his own planet's demise that he had cried out about in your backyard before finding your brother at college.

Mark stopped, “The ones that kill billions?” He questions slowly. Stepping in a way that covered you from Nuolzot, as if he was gonna attack as an answer to Mark. But only to leave you two in confusion about his answer, 

“The Monarch will explain all.” You begin to wonder who the Monarch was, what it was. Was there no one else to help this planet? Why come all this way when there must be nearby planets that could help? 

“Your Majesty!!” The alien calls out, pulling you out of your thoughts, “May I present, Invincible and His sibling, Of Earth!” You and Mark stammer before bowing, figuring it was the most respectful thing to do. 

“Hello, Kids.” Shock runs through you like a viper, making your heart drop and your limbs go numb. “It’s been a while.” Your bottom lip quivers and you look up- Dad. There he is, tears fill your lash line as you rack your head for answers, 

“Dad?” Marks voice sounds like the wind, moving farther away. Your brows further, shaking your head as you watch Mark approach him. Memories of childhood and happiness flood through you like a dam broken, the love for your father washes over you before something else hits you. Anger, Despair, Sadness. 

It was like looking the devil in the eye, the same one that had killed thousands. Your fists clench as you step back, lowering your head as you gaze at him through your eyelashes. Body quivering with the amount of power it takes to not scream at him, to hit him, to ask him why he ruined everything. 

And Mark hugs him. He fucking hugs him. It’s like a knife in your heart, biting your lip so hard you taste the iron in your blood. The longer their embrace goes, the longer your heart squeezes. Emotions wrap around you like an old friend amidst the eye of a hurricane, words become distant as you remember all of the pain he put you through, put your mother. Your brother. 

You’re brought back to reality when Marks hand touches your shoulder, Nolans eyes catching yours making you flinch from his gaze. “Guess they don’t know you like we do… Fuck you.” Thats the last word your brother says before he takes off, for a few seconds you look back at him. The man that is your father, he goes to reach out; mouth opening and you take off just like Mark. Catching up to him, tears being blown away by the harsh oncoming wind.

But despite all that, he catches up to you; “you’ll never make it home on your own!” You speed up, leaving Mark and Nolan behind. You wanted your silence to hurt him, to cut him deeper than he cut you but it wasn’t possible because he made a hole in your heart. 

Mark catches back up to you and Nolan follows again, bargaining with Mark. Promising a ship back home, that Nuolzot wasn’t lying. That they do need help. You let out a yell of frustration; can’t they leave you alone? If you had to fly back to earth on your own you will.

You keep flying, even when Mark doesn’t follow anymore. You keep going until you feel your body adjust to the lack of oxygen, till your tears float in the endless void of space.

“Wait! Wait up!” You stop at your brother's voice, lips quivering. “Please. Wait.”

“Look.. just five minutes-” He bargains “What?! No! Absolutely not! I- No! Are you insane?!” You push him away, but he floats back, angering you more. He grabs your forearms, 

“Just five minutes is all. Is there is actual trouble; then we’ll help them out. If not, we can leave. It’s just five minutes.” Mark explains, his dark eyes are wide and begging. 

“..fine. But i’m not saying anything to him.” Mark nodded, before pressing his forehead against yours. “That’s okay,” he answers gently before flying with you beside him. 

“Five minutes.” Mark orders, Nolan looks at you but you don’t look at him,

 “don’t you wanna say anything to me?” Nolan asks- arms out in defeat. He expected this, expected hatred, expected yelling or anything. Anything but silence. He hated silence. Especially from his little girl, that hurt him the most.  Both you and Mark flew down to the civilization in response, following Nolan through the building. Mark and him made small talk- more like argued. 

You spaced out, trying to bide back the pain that holds you tight, you look up to see another bug alien approach your father and kiss him. Your mouth flies open; Words are exchanged but they’re tuned out. 

Seconds feel like hours, Nolan walks to a crib and realisation hits you hard. You feel sick, he made a new family. You’ve been replaced. You’re not his little girl anymore, you were nothing to him. Bile rises through your throat, 

“I’m gonna be sick” You shout, turning and sprinting out the door to barf into a potted plant, Mark storms out afterwards and Nolan goes chasing, his bug mate as well. “Oh dear- are you okay?” She asks, holding the baby in one arm and the other rubbing your back. You feel bad, normally you would be thankful for any pity when you barf but now her touch makes you wanna scream. Shrugging her off, you sneer at her before storming off as well. 

You see your father and brother, rage making you see red. “What I did on Earth was..” Your fist connects with Nolans jaw as he speaks but it only makes him stumble a bit. 

“Fuck you! Just fuck you!! You get to come to earth and make a family- make us love you as if you loved us and then you fuck off to make a new one!?” You cry out, your voice breaking from the strain on your vocal cords. Nolan rubs his jaw, his eyes hold anything but anger, but youre blind to it. 

“Please... It’s not what you think.” He pleads, holding his hands out. You slap them away and push him, 

“You put me into this fucked up world! You promised me you’d never leave me and look what you did! You left me! You almost killed Mark! Mom cries every night and i don’t know what to do with myself!” You hit his chest, “you said i was your little girl but you left and made a new family like we were nothing! Well fuck you!” You hit his chest over and over again, to no avail. 

“Please. Listen.” He grabs your wrists, “You have to listen. You and your brother need to help these people; if not, viltrumite will kill them. They already know i left my post.” Tears roll down your cheeks,  and you lean your head back and thrust into his nose. 

“Post!? We were just some fucking post to you!? Why do you care about them? Why not us? What about me!?” Headbutting him made no difference, you struggle in his grip. The sight of his babygirl crying broke him; he was supposed to protect you and all he did was hurt you.

“Look i.. I needed you and your brothers' help. They’re good people. We need to save them” 

“What about me dad? What about me? Where were you when i needed saving?” your words fall more gently, and you press your forehead on his chest. You wanted to be his little girl again; giggling in his arms as he swung you around.

“I promise, we can talk about all of this soon. But you have to help me save these people.” 

And like the little girl who did anything for her daddy's approval, you caved. You hung onto that promise, not realizing that he wouldn’t be able to keep it but for now, it comforted you, warm like your father's love.

[idkfitememate]

Okay this is actually really interesting! I can imagine DSC!C(deap sea creature creator) Rising up from the sea and the people just wondering why there's a giant mountain in the middle of the sea, only to realize its a god damn CRAB.

Take a Trip to Crab Mountain

૮꒰˶ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ˶꒱ა Pairings : Freminette (+ Fontaine) x Deep Sea Crab!Reader

૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა W.K. :

໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১ Tags/CW&TW : Fluff

໒꒰ྀི˶˙Ⱉ˙˶꒱ྀིა Author’s note : Crab went through a growth spurt… kinda??? Because nation sized crab couldn’t logically fit anywhere if they truly nation sized… listen guys I’m trying to make it make sense but it it 1 am ToT

Freminette kind of knew his siblings didn’t exactly believe him when he told them about you.

Lyney chuckled lightly while Lynette’s ears twitched and tail flicked. The blonde simply took the teasing and reasoned that perhaps it was for the best they didn’t believe him - that meant he could keep you alll to himself.

Weekends were now spent you taking instead a whole diving bell down to your domain so he could spend more time with you. Of course he was asked about where he was but a simple story about ‘extra training’ was enough to get his sibling and Father off his back… for now anyway.

And it’s not like it was a whole lie! It was honestly kind of true - you’d spar with him, even though he could tell you were absolutely holding back every time, he took no offense. Plus, the dense pressure of the depths made swinging his claymore harder, and limited his Vision use. So all in all he was ‘training’… about twenty-five percent of the time…

“F… R… E… M… Y..?” Your voice broke the diver from his thoughts. He quickly continued to suit up and slipped out of the Bell.

The water was cold but Freminette had long since grown accustomed to the chill - drifting gently towards your dimmed form. You chittered, the low sound reverberating through the water.

Freminette landed on your much longer pincer claw, moving to sit on it as you happily brought it to your face. You chittered happily, singing some incomprehensible nonsense to Freminette while he seriously nodded - taking in everything as though it was an order.

In these depths, the boy genuinely felt heard by you, even as you gently walked around his bell in a pacing-like motion, akin to himself while thinking. Your backside would lighten every now and then - either in emphasis of whatever you were speaking on or simply sparking.

He hadn’t gotten the gall to ask what exactly was on your back - looking more like a small city than the crown he had assumed beforehand - as clearly it was element based. He wanted to figure it out on his own - which was hard when he could swear on the Hydro Dragon that he saw not just Hydro-esk swirls coming off your back, but also slight jolts of Electro and Cryo. Sometimes Freminette would squint and see Geo pillars crumble off your back, Dendro seemed to crawl up your claws at times but died off before it could get to him, hell, he was sure at some point he saw both Anemo and Pyro burst from your shell. Which should’ve been impossible considering the depths you both were at-

Freminette was shook from his thoughts by you, eyestalk close enough for the pupil to engulf his form. Worried eye looked between him and vibrating diving bell. Wait.

Vibrating diving bell…!

HIS ALARM!! SOMEONE WAS TRYING TO PULL HIM UP!!

You watched as the boy scrambled to swim off your pincer claw, struggling to get to the bell. You twisted your body to help him over faster, now understanding the situation, but it was no use as you both watch the bell begin its ascent. You watched as Freminette tried fruitlessly to swim upward, his speed not matching the bells frantic tugs upward. After a while of watching the bell rise higher and higher, it eventually left your dim glow and disappeared into the surrounding darkness. You winced as Freminette sunk down back onto your claw.

His shoulders began to lightly shake while you rapidly looked between him and the darkness of the sea.

Freminette stifled quiet sobs so they wouldn’t be picked up by his microphone for you to hear. He hadn’t even thought that - how could be be so dumb as to not consider - he didn’t think that - his jumbled thoughts swirled like the surrounding water, no longer offering the same comfort as before, now suffocating him. at the very least when the bell reached the surface they could pull him up. It’s wasn’t like he was trapped down here forever!.. They wouldnt just assume he’d die… right?!

You continued to stare out into the great beyond… considering while the boy on your claw broke down. You huffed and turned back to him.

“F… R… E… M… Y…” You grunted out, snapping Freminette out from his breakdown.

“H-Huh?-“

“H… O… L… D… O… N…”

He watched with a dropped jaw as your body crouched, joints groaning like a machine just warming up for use after years of neglect. Your legs and back began to rapidly ignite - a swirl of Pyro and Electo clawing up and down your spine and legs deep into the shadowed depths. You swirled your pincer catching the line Freminette was attached to in your grip so he wouldn’t go flying.

Your back creaked and groaned, and with a sharp crack - large fin-like structures spread out for miles in both directions. Before Freminette could speak, a burst of energy - a combustion of sorts - exploded off your back and down to the floor of the ocean, lighting to way down so Freminette could see just what you truly looked like for a split moment.

He couldn’t describe it if he tried.

Suddenly he was feeling the full force of the oceans pressure on his suit as you both propelled upwards at a speed he would’ve never once assumed was possible.

To the surface you would go for him.

૮꒰づ˶• ༝ •˶꒱づ ˚ʚ ꒰⁐⁐⁐⁐୨🎂🍧🥮୧⁐⁐⁐⁐꒱ ɞ˚

“What do you mean he wasn’t in the bell?” Arlecchino asked. Lyney shook his head, a slight quiver in his voice as he spoke.

“Everything looked fine! I mean, there was untouched food in there for Archons sake! He just… he wasn’t in there Father.” Lynette stood off to the side, surveying the ocean surrounding them.

The trio wasn’t too far off from Fontaine, not secluded per se but definitely not in the general populaces vicinity. Arlecchino sighed, trying to keep the worry from her eyes. She pinched the bridge of her nose and walked to the edge of the peer to stare down into the water.

Lyney continued to search the inside of the diving bell for any sort of clue while Lynette suddenly perked up.

“Does anyone else feel that?” She spoke up. Both Arlecchino and Lyney both looked to her, then each other.

Finally the ground shook, light at first before rapidly devolving into an earthquake. Both Lyney and Lynette struggled while Arlecchino quickly and quietly found her balance and looked out towards the sea. The water bubbled and splashed against the shore as a shadow slowly formed beneath the surface - overtaking a size comparable to that of Fontaine itself.

Then, it hapoened.

The ocean receded quickly, draining out of Fontaine and surrounding oceans, then exploding outward as something burst forth from depths. Alrecchino grabbed Lyney and Lynette before they’d go flying, using both her body and Pyro to shield them from the subsequent waves and rain that came from the angered sea.

Long, thick and spiked legs slammed into the earth, sliding and creating craters as whatever it was landed. The legs spanned over the sea, bridging the gaps between Fontaines lands. As torrential rains calmed and slowed to drizzles, The Harbinger looked to the shadowed sky.

Something large, one could argue larger than the city of Fontaine - perhaps an island of some kind - blocked the sun, held by the long legs the surrounded them. Steam exhaulted from its body like the Meka, the shell cooling from a burning hot red into a much duller color.

“Father!!” Arlecchino immediately looked skyward, stopping to look back down as the legs moved, taking steps to adjust the new island. Large claw-like appendages came into her vision, blurred by clouds. She squinted at the echo, finally letting go of the siblings in her grasp. Slight rain continued to fall, as she stared upward to the beast before her.

Only the sounds of breathing and rain were heard for a moment, before something splashed into whatever was left of the ocean. Arlecchino moved quickly, pulling whatever it was from the water with shocking speed and pulling her scythe out to point towards the humanoids neck. She paused.

With quivering hands it removed its helmet.

“… Freminette?” She breathed. He dropped his helmet and nodded.

She looked towards the sky beast - which was flexing wing-like structures and doing what she could only assume was stare at them - then back at her shaking son.

“… You have a lot of explaining to do.”

૮꒰づ˶• ༝ •˶꒱づ ˚ʚ ꒰⁐⁐⁐⁐୨🍡🍪🍬୧⁐⁐⁐⁐꒱ ɞ˚

Arlecchino, Lyney, Lynette and Freminette sat in a room with Neuvillette, Clorinde and Furina. Outside you continued to simply exist in the mist.

“So…” Neuvillette started, “How do you come to meet this… creature-“ “Y/n.” Freminette interrupted.

“A-Ah! Not to interrupt Monsieur Neuvillette, but they do have a name. And I would like it if you would refer to them as such.” Furina snorted while Neuvillette hummed.

“… Understood. How did you come to meet ’Y/n’, then?” Neuvillette corrected. Arlecchino looked down to the fidgeting Freminette who didn’t look up to meet anyone’s gaze.

“It was an accident really… I dived just a little too deep and uh… ran into them? Well more like they ran into me but-“ Freminette stopped himself from rambling, taking a small breath.

“It was a total accident.” He finished. Neuvillette hummed again and nodded.

“Do you think they’d pose us any harm?” That had Arlecchino glaring. The entire meeting was agreed to sure, but that didn’t mean she liked it. She clicked her tongue, and looked away.

“No!” Freminette gasped. He looked shocked before regaining his composure.

“They would never,” he continued, “… after all the time I’ve spent with them I don’t think I’ve ever even seen them eat haha… hm…” he stopped, Lyney looking towards him.

“Wait. All those weekends you were ‘out training were you really-“ Lyney gasped.

“Freminette! Lying to your siblings! I can’t believe you.” He tutted, the younger looking towards him with an annoyed expression and a whispered ‘is now really the time?-‘ only to be met with more tutting.

“Lyney has a point Freminette.” Arlecchino spoke up, shocking Freminette straight up.

“What would’ve happened if we couldn’t find you hm? If you had somehow forgotten to tell us where you were? Or if you went out entirely on your own and a storm struck. What then?” With every worry voiced, Freminette winced, a practiced ‘sorry father’ leaving his lips. He was only met with a hum.

“We thank you for being so compliant,” Neuvillette started again, “but we hope you understand that we’ll have to keep an eye on this ‘Y/n’ for a while, understood?” Freminette nodded silently, eyes moving out to your still form.

“F… R… E… M… Y…?” Your voice thundered through the air, shaking the ground and buildings.

“Ah. So that’s what they sound like above water.” Freminette spoke while everyone picked themselves up from the sudden sound.

You chittered outside, enjoying the mist and sun.

໒꒰ྀི˶˙Ⱉ˙˶꒱ྀིა Author’s note : Coughs and dies… el. Eldritch crab god reader my beloved… I keep imagining Crab!Reader as this weird fucked up mash between a Coconut Crab, Mantis Shrimp, and uh… idk and fucked up lobsters help-

[sleepyicon]

cobra kai rant incoming!!

i deleted one of my posts a few hours ago bc honestly, i feel like im spreading too much negativity related to cobra kai. and im tired of my cobra kai posts always being criticism when i love the show.

for the most part, part 2 is really good. that last episode is prob the best episode of cobra kai out there. that brawl and how it ended was such a plot twist and it made the school fight look like child’s play.

my prediction about devon supporting tory right away was true, but i wasn’t expecting the rest of the miyagi dos to understand right away so im happy about that. ALSO LOVED TO SEE KENNY! AND EVERYTHING HE DID!! tho i do admit i wish the binary bros apologized for how they treated him at first.

keenry, my babies, pls end up together in the end.

the sekai taikai was so enjoyable, the barcelona feels were so enjoyable, terry silver being back was so enjoyable (we all saw that coming lol) and lowkey thinking he used to crush on kreese.

im not a huge fan of miguel, but i hated him for a long time and its kinda tiring. he’s not that bad, the writers just don’t allow him to take accountability for his actions.

team miyagi do was so wholesome, particularly in episode 9, and i love how they hyped up robby as captain in the end.

rlly enjoyed kim x chozen, hoping they end up together in the end.

KWON DYING WAS SUCH A GOOD PLOT TWIST NOBODY SAW THAT COMING EVEN KREESE AND SILVER SHOWED SOME EMOTION!! THEIR BULLSHIT CAUSED A KID TO DIE!! COBRA KAI DIED BUT NOT IN THE WAY WE WOULDA THOUGHT!!

rlly enjoyed part 2 👍🏽

[twisted-wonderland-memories]

Gift of…..

Characters: Housewardens x GN! Reader/Yuu (with a little bit of the first year groups)

Summary: You may not believe this, have you been getting gifts secretly from the Housewardens? You are the only one who is lucky to have a armband from their respective dorms but….that one isn’t the only thing. You swore that you didn’t do anything.

Before the Gift

It has been how many days since you live in Night Raven College, you are kinda like a Housewarden in the Ramshackle dorm and yet you are pretty much not paid enough by Crowley. As much as you like to complain, you can’t find yourself to do……unless you are finally pissed off…

Tho you do have to admit that it feels less lonely compared to how you were back on earth. Twisted Wonderland is still a mysterious place, even tho you didn’t ask for trouble they insisted to letting you understand more about their world. Lately Grim notice that you have been….distant lately, sure it was fun to stay in this world, but it feels rather….lonely….

Others got what they truly deserved….but what about you?

You had no magic at all but all you can do was tame the beasts, seeing how everyone was enjoying their lives it makes you think that you are the odd one who is feeling left out, there were times that you were also ignored form others. It was unfair truly, but you still kept that strong face of a forced smile, Grim, Ace, and Deuce notice that from you and tried to help but none of their attempts work. Just as all hope was all lost, they all had one idea….

It was their last resort, but they know that it was worth it.

Riddle Rosehearts

You were minding your business alone in a different place, but when you saw Riddle coming towards you, you immediately thought you are screwed, but instead it was rather the opposite. Riddle decided to give you a small gift box.

"Riddle....what is..."

"It is a gift of course? You had any problems with that?"

Riddle was staring at you, tho you were trying your best to ignore about how you are actually feeling. It still concerns him to see that you are honestly sad.

"If you are still unsure, why don't you open it?"

"Is it okay?"

"Yes. Please, go ahead."

You decided to open the gift, inside of it was an armband of Heartslabyul and a few mini cookie bag. It surprises you and yet there was one more, there was a necklace that was in a theme of hearts.

You looked at Riddle surprised about all of this, "I-Its to repay you for your efforts in the dorm...." But you saw Riddle gently picking your hand up and give it a kiss, "I am thankful." He said as you can see his face a blushing mess, "If I see you being depressed, its off with your head....alright?" He asked as you nodded before you saw Riddle quickly walk away.

Honestly...that was really cute of Riddle when you think about it.

You were honestly stunned at the results, and yet...it honestly makes you happy.

Leona Kingscholar

The next day, you were minding your own business relaxing alone and yet....

If Riddle isn't the only one who is planning to give you gits, you were soon surprised when Leona suddenly captures you into his arms the second he finds you alone.

"Leona?! What are you doing here!?"

"..."

There was no reply when you were in his embrace, and yet you did feel that his hug was sincere and gentle. Tho he doesn't even want to bother asking you personal stuff.

"You know herbivore. Your pretty relatable..."

You don't understand his words, "What do you mean by that?" And yet you saw his tail giving you a gift box before he lets go of the hug and simple leave you alone, leaving you all confused.

You don't even know where to begin with all of that and yet, you attention turned to the gift box before opening it.

It was a Savanaclaw armband, but there was also your favorite item inside the box. You were surprised and yet, it was pretty similar to how Riddle gave you almost the same gift, tho you were wondering why did he do that in the first place.

Does that mean you also have to give something back to him?

And yet you had a strange feeling that it somehow wasn't the first time, how did they know your like this item. It was strange and a bit creepy. But....then again...

It slowly feels rewarding when you think about it.

Azul Ashengrotto

"Ah~ I found you at last~"

Azul found you when you were alone again at the garden, you were simply admiring the view when he appeared out of nowhere.

"Azul? Do you need something?"

"No not really, but I came here to give this to you~"

To your hidden guess, Azul gave you a gift box. "Think of it as our reward to you for helping out the Monstro Lounge~ I hope that you might continue your efforts~" Azul said gently holding your hand and giving it a gentle kiss, which does fluster you but at the same time....

"Azul...isn't it out of character for you to kiss my hand?"

"!!!"

Azul immediately backed off a blushing mess and was trying to explain himself as to why did he do that, tho you comfort him immediately by simply letting him know not to force himself to do that in the first place.

Even if Azul tried to defend himself for that case, but deep down he was also happy to know that you were not offended by his actions, its makes him happy to know that you still accepted him even if you don't understand him well.

Later on, Azul leaves and you decided to open the gift box, as you secretly guessed it was the Octovinelle armband, but that alone wasn't the only one. There was also a bottle of perfume that matches their scent which you actually like it, and an adorable picture of baby....Azul...

Floyd and Jade added that picture secretly didn't they...

Kalim Al Asim

"PERFECT!!! I FOUND YOU!"

"?!"

Off to a fun start on a next day. Kalim found you and gave you a greeting surprise hug which you had to catch him in time. Tho you were surprise when he suddenly lift you up and twirl with him.

"I'm glad to see you at the perfect timing!!!"

"?"

It was almost bad timing for you tho....it was almost time for class and yet it should be fine since it was around 15 minutes for the classes to start.

"Say, Perfect..." You can see Kalim asking how are you, how are you feeling, and more even tho you reassure him that you were fine. But to Kalim he knows that you are not, and yet he did make some offers and you had to gently refuse him but you did tell him that you might reconsider it.

But when the bell rings that it was 5 minutes left till classes starts, Kalim cheerfully gives you a gift box but you were also not expecting a kiss on your cheek before he runs to his classroom. And yet it confuses you but you went straight to class a blushing mess knowing that you got a kiss on the cheek.

Later on while you were alone, it was the perfect timing for you to open his gift box it was a Scarabia armband with a small jewlery necklace that really looks expensive to wear....damn rich people....and yet...

What caught your eye was also a small plushie of Kalim and Jamil....that is honestly cute.

Vil Shoenhiet

"Oh, found you, potato."

You turned your attention to Vil who found you when you were relaxing in the botanical garden staring at the leaves under the sunlight, “Hello Vil, do you need something?” You asked as he approached you, and yet he noticed that you look like a mess, and yet he noticed that you’ve been secretly crying.

“Sadly your face doesn’t match your own unique beauty.”

“My own beauty?”

Vil nodded before gently pampering your face, “Your own beauty has a smile, a sweet smile, kindness, and a caring self that you tamed almost everyone. Seeing you like this would worry others, mine included potato…” He said before gently fixing your hair, “You should consider taking care of yourself more.” And yet you can only stare at him before smiling gently and nod at his suggestion.

“A perfect reply.”

Tho you noticed that he place a gift box on your hands, “I’ll be going now, take care of yourself potato.” He said before giving your cheek a kiss before going away leaving you a blushing mess.

You remained speechless, cause not only your gift has a Pomefiore armband, but also a tiny lip balm that has a cute flavor that matches your lips.

Idia Shroud

The second you were about to exit your dorm, your eyes spotted a floating gadget right in front of you.

‘This is a delivery from Idia Shroud.’

“Idia your using auto voice text to speech again…”

“N-No I’m not….!!!”

Yeap you can tell that is Idia but….why is he not using Ortho to talk to you instead?

“What brings you here? Normally you would ask Ortho to do the talking….?”

“No… It’s not the point…. Here, just take it. And don’t tell this to others!”

And with that there tablet floats away from you, Idia was trying not to lose his embarrassing composure but…. He did it just to check up on you. You are really sure that alone is highly rare for Idia to do that. No when you open the gift there was a mini controller with a few games he recommend and a Igynihyde armband, you are going to hide that from the others….

Tho part of you wants to poke fun at Idia, but the other part of you wants to hug him.

Malleus Daconia

During the night while everyone is resting, you hope that Malleus appear out of nowhere.

Thankfully he was here and you two had a pleasant conversation, Malleus was having a good time talking to you over boring topics that he had not heard about it and yet, she does finds your voice soothing to listen to.

But…

“Tsunotaro….”

“Yes? Child of man?”

You then begin to ask Malleus about why is the Housewardens giving you gifts, it’s been five days and you see them checking up on you from time to time. Tho you also notice that Malleus is slowly mad at that, how could he missed this opportunity?! And yet….

“Is it because….I don’t deserve being…loved?”

“Don’t say that. You honestly deserve better.”

You looked at Malleus confused, “You saw how they give you something right? It is a sign that they all appreciate you, mine included. Seeing you in a sad state would make everyone worry especially me.” He said before gently holding your hand and give you a kiss on your forehead, “Please, always remember that we are here for you no matter what…” Malleus said as your eyes opened, your hands was greeted by a nice looking box.

Inside was Diasonia armband, but it was also a nice looking yarn that you were not expecting to find.

After everything that was happening….you found it strange.

You check your phone to message your group asking them about the whole gifts and what not. and Ace decided to be honest here, they asked Riddle to give a gift for a random reason. You had zero idea how insane Ace was facing against Riddle like that, Deuce was also with Ace in this, they said that you actually deserve a gift.

They all know that you have been down lately, and the best they can do was to give you a gift in hopes to cheer you up. You might hate yourself lately, but in their eyes they see you as a solace from their darkest times aka golden hour. Jack and Epel even pointed out that you also deserve gifts and they went to their Housewardens for any advice, and yet as for the others….. You can only guess.

Ace and Deuce went to Riddle to talk about a gift, Jack and Epel went to Leona and Vil about a gift advice, but the other Housewardens…. You can consider it strange, and yet….

You can feel your vision blurry….are you crying?

You can’t help but send thank you messages to them, you wanted to repay them back but they literally said no need. It feels rather magical to feel….recognized for your own efforts, even Grim gave you a canned tuna as a gift. The best you can do was hug Grim and let your tears fall out.

Was receiving their gifts worth it?

It surely was.

[hollowed-theory-hall]

Love the posts on Harry’s mischaracterisation!! It’s soo soothing to come across Harry appreciation!

How infuriating is it that everything he does, particularly his successful defeat of Voldemort, hinges on Hermione’s guidance. Fic writers out here writing smack like without her, the trio would’ve been lost and aimless. Or how Hermione’s spell repertoire kept Harry alive throughout school. Uhm, ex-bloody-cuse me? And then some fics go to the extremes of even making Harry a pliable weakling who can’t think for himself or make him apologise for coming off as self-righteous and prejudiced against the racist party? 🙄

Honestly, it’s seems less like terrible reading comprehension and more of extreme bias for their fav character, who is definitely so not Harry, and some blatant dislike of him instead. You never see the titular character so severely undervalued and made fun of in other series smh.

Thank you so much! 😊

Harry is my favorite and I can't get how people can dislike him so much after reading the books.

Now, I don't want to put down Hermione. Her spell repertoire and tendency to plan ahead did save their lives multiple times. Ron, also, had his share of clever heroic moments and he got to save the trio's lives too. And so did Harry. All three of them are smart, talented, and capable wizards in their own right. Like, the entire Golden Trio are not average and it's shown to be so repeatedly.

But, Harry is special. He is the main character and the chosen one for a reason. While Ron and Hermione are smart and talented, they don't have Harry's sheer magical talent that's on par with characters like Voldemort and Dumbledore.

Honestly, I find the weak-willed passive Harry more offensive than the unintelligent or magically inept one. Harry is so smart, but one of the most defining aspects of his character is his iron will and strength of character. It's a big aspect of what makes him special. what makes him the main hero. I mean, there's a reason he can naturally resist the Imperius. Harry James Potter is so strong. He goes through so much and is such a good person anyway. He's willing to stand up and keep fighting against impossible odds, and honestly, book!Harry is an inspirational character. There's a lot you can learn from him and aspire to (not everything, but his resilience is truly something to behold).

That being said, I don't think this is unique to Harry Potter (Ron bashing which often mischaracterizes him, for example) or the HP fandom as a whole.

I used to be a huge Percy Jackson fan (I kinda hate everything past the Last Olympian, HOO was not to my liking at all, but I digress). And from what I remember in fics and the PJO fandom when I was there (I think it's worse now, from the bits I see on occasion), it had just as much of a problem as the Harry Potter fandom does. Fanon often portrayed Percy as stupid, or this kind of sunshine character, when he really isn't. Fans complained back when House of Hades came out that Percy was OOC for chocking a goddess with her own blood, and I was sitting there, like, this is the guy that turned his abusive stepdad to stone with Medusa's head when he was 12 — are we really talking about the same character?

Percy in the first 5 books was clever, witty, genuinely funny, but also really bitter. He had loads of spite in him but he also genuinely cared about people and was incredibly loyal to his loved ones. The fandom, just turned him into a happy-go-lucky funny guy who can't get out of a paper bag without Annabeth (the smart love interest). And it infuriated me there too because I liked canon Percy.

I was also, a huge Gravity Falls fan (still am, actually, even if I'm not as hyper-fixated as I was in 2015). When I was in high school, I was in the Gravity Falls cipher-breaking trenches. I was analyzing that show frame by frame and spoiled all the plot twists to my irl friends because I saw the clues (such as predicting who's the author and the stan twins situation after s1 ep19). I actually predicted a good chunk of what's written in the Book of Bill that came out this year with the Bill Cipher psychological analysis I wrote when I was 15. (I feel so vindicated about that. I sent a bunch of quotes from the book to those same irl friends who thought I was overthinking Bill and the finale captioned: "I told you so").

Point is, the main characters of Gravity Falls (Dipper and Mabel) got so mischaracterized by fandom and fics back in the day.

Dipper was often pigeonholed as a goody-two-shoes awkward smart-guy nerd and fans complained he was OOC when he acted more vindictive in season 2, when, in fact, Dipper was always vindictive and could hold a mean grudge. (Dipper Pines, s1 ep8: "Revenge is underrated, that felt awesome!"). Dipper isn't a typical smart-guy character, yes, he's nerdy and clever and socially awkward, but he's also incredibly brave and determined. Honestly, Dipper's determination is his most defining trait, not his intelligence or intellect (which is sometimes more preformative, s2 ep7: "Sometimes I use big words and I don't actually know what they mean, I mean, I'm supposed to be the smart guy"), but I digress.

Mabel was the fandom's punching back around the finale of season 2 and the fandom treated her like a selfish horrible person for acting like a twelve-year-old girl who loves her brother. They made her out to be some kind of awful monstrous person when Mabel is one of the sweetest characters in media ever. She makes mistakes, she is a little selfish at times, but she truly cares about being a good person, about doing good and making people's lives better. Hell her worst confession was her feeling guilty about not loving all her stuffed animals equally and the fandom still called her evil. She also owns up to her mistakes, which is more than many people can say.

So, really, this disdain for the main characters and mischaracterization of them isn't new or unique to the HP fandom. I think it's been part of literature analysis since human literature existed if I'm being honest. It just feels worse now because everyone with an opinion has an internet connection and social media amplifies a lot of bad takes (but also a lot of good takes!). But, yeah, this is a prevalent fandom thing, but it isn't just the HP fandom.

As I said many times before, write and read whatever fanon content you feel like, have fun, but canon exists, and sometimes, canon is better.

[slvtfornegan]

Bound in Blood

Characters: Negan x fem!reader/ one of his wives (female), Simon

Warnings: swearing, smut

Notes: GUYSSSS this is one of my first fics, soo… we read and we don’t judge. I will try to make some more, just let me know if you like it and if I should continue writing, ca honestly that’s so ass byeeee. Enjoy)

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She was one of Negan's wives, she couldn’t the other way. Her and her sister barely made it until they found the Sanctuary, and now she had been under his grasp for two months. Two months since she had arrived at the Sanctuary, had become one of the wives of a man who had blood on the hands of a huge number of people.

Her sister was diabetic and that stuff was hard to get these days. But when she saw that the points weren’t enough she agreed to his other proposal… and it consisted of her being his wife, whom he treated more like an object than a woman with emotions.

However, it wasn’t all bad. She couldn't hate Negan, after all he had saved her when she was ready to die, gave her and her sister a roof, food and the medicine her sister needed. Also she found herself really enjoying being around him despite everything. Negan embodied the epitome of her ideal man despite his crazy behaviour sometimes: handsome, funny, sociable and damn good at sex, and to her surprise a very good listener despite the man yapping all the time and being a total dick. He made her feel things that she’d never experienced before with any of her sexual encounters.

He looked like he came from some sort of magazine cover. His dark hair was usually slicked back, the salt and pepper stubble that sprinkled his stone hard features were accompanied by such a beautiful smile, revealing his perfect white teeth, his dimple lines now more evident when he smiled. And those eyes.. those hazel almost green eyes were making her skin tingle whenever he threw a glance in her direction.

Which with time she found herself wanting more and more, not able to keep her hands off of him.

She felt herself getting attracted to him. It was so hard, because it was Negan after all. It was such a twisted situation and she couldn’t tell anyone, nor her sister, because she knew they couldn’t understand.

She wasn’t scared that much of him even though he could be scary as fuck. When she dared to talk back, they had this back and forth, which he seemed to let slide and lead to other things every time.

Walking down the hallway, her heels echoed on the cold floor. She was trying to find Negan because she had something to talk about with him. He wasn’t in his room, which meant either he was in the meeting room either somewhere… around this place.

She sighed, rubbing a hand over her face as she turned a corner. The Sanctuary was massive, a maze of hallways and rooms, and even after two months, she still felt like she could get lost in it.

Finally, she heard voices coming from the meeting room. The deep rumble of Negan’s voice was unmistakable, followed by laughter from a few of his men. She hesitated for a moment, suddenly feeling nervous. She didn’t know why-she had been around him so much that she should be used to this by now. But something about approaching him in front of his men made her pause. She was seen as his possession, his toy, his pet. None of the people in the Sanctuary were really taking seriously his wives.

Taking a deep breath, she pushed open the door.

Negan was leaning back in a chair, boots propped up on the table, Lucille resting against his leg. He was laughing, clearly in the middle of some joke, when his eyes landed on her. His expression shifted instantly-his ever-present smirk appearing as his gaze raked over her.

“Well fuck,” he drawled, dropping his feet from the table and sitting forward, elbows resting on his knees. “Look who’s gracing us with her presence.”

She straightened her spine. “Can we talk?”

Negan tilted his head, studying her. “That depends. This a fun kinda talk, or am I about to get my ass chewed out?”

She ignored the glances crossing her arms. “It’s important.”

Negan’s smirk didn’t fade, but his expression did shift, just slightly—enough for her to know he was actually taking her seriously. He turned to his men. “Alright, boys, show’s over. Get the fuck out.”

They didn’t hesitate, filing out of the room without complaint.

Once the door shut behind them, he leaned back again, spreading his arms over the chair. “Alright, sweetheart. You’ve got my attention.”

She hesitated. Now that she was alone with him, the words seemed harder to find. She took a deep breath. “It’s about my sister.” That got his full attention, his expression shifting to a serious one. He had a feeling where this was going. “She’s running low on insulin. I know you’ve been keeping her stocked, but… it’s not enough. She’s been rationing, and it’s getting dangerous.”

Negan was quiet for a moment, his fingers tapping against Lucille’s handle. His eyes never left hers, and for a brief second, she wondered if she had pushed too far.

Then he sighed. “Shit. Alright.” He stood up, rolling his shoulders. “I’ll send a crew out to scavenge more. No guarantees, that shit doesn’t grow on trees, but we’ll do what we can.”

Relief flooded her. “Thank you.” She murmured softly.

“You don’t have to thank me, sweetheart,” he murmured, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “I take care of what’s mine.”

Her breath caught. It wasn’t just his words it was the way he looked at her too. “Come here.” He signalled with his fingers for her to come closer and she immediately obeyed, making her way towards him and sat on his lap.

Negan let out a low hum his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her in as he leaned back in his chair. His warmth seeped through the thin fabric of her dress, and she felt her pulse quicken. “Damn you’re tense.” He huffed, rubbing her hip in circles.

She bit down her bottom lip thinking for a moment “Sorry, I’m just-“

“Don’t worry that pretty little head of yours about it. I will try my hardest to find the meds for your sis. I’m a man of my word.”

She leaned her head down, close enough, so her breath ghosted over his lips as she talked “I know..” she murmured, her hand running down his chest under his leather jacket.

His smirk widened against her lips “Damn right you do.” He hummed. Suddenly, he gripped her throat gently, electing a moan from her, and crashed her lips down onto his. His tongue teased her bottom lip, coaxing her lips apart, and she did. She allowed herself to be consumed by the moment, overwhelmed by presence of the man in front of her. Her hands move up his chest and slowly wrapped around his neck, moving to his dark curls, giving a light tug, electing a small moan from him.

Her lips chased his as he suddenly broke the kiss, leaving her hanging and wanting more, “You are so fucking beautiful,” his words vibrated against her flesh when his mouth lowered from her lips, down her jawline and toward her neck. His wet kisses were causing her to heat up and she was yearning for more while the rough stubble teased at her skin. Her head tilted to the side giving him more access to her skin, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

Oh how he loved getting these reactions and sounds out of her, they were never fake, she clearly loved the attention he was giving her, even though she always denied it.

His hands moved further and further up, under the dress, and she parted her legs more, as his hand slowly reaching the edge of her panties.

God no, she didn’t come here for this. The thought of someone entering on them made her both embarrassed and more excited “Negan..” she panted softly

He groaned as his fingers rubbed her through her panties finding the dampness of the material “shit baby, you’re already dripping for daddy and I barely even touched you.” he grunted. he could feel himself aching to be inside her, his cock twitching in his pants as she whimpered.

“Negan-“ she gasped again her eyes widening slightly as he teased her.

His smirked against her neck grew into a devilish grin as he heard the gasp leaving her lips. He pressed his finger against her core with just enough pressure to make her breath hitch.

“yes baby?” he teased his lips attached to her neck, his free hand holding her hip still.

“Someone could enter-“ she only managed to whimper out but that didn’t stop him. Grabbing her thighs he hooked her legs around his hips and sat her ass on the edge of the table. His rough fingertips caressed over her revealed flesh and it made her bite down on her bottom lip. Rolling his hips, Negan rubbed up against her while he had his body firmly pressed up against hers.

Now the torturously steady grind between her thighs making it hard for her to focus, his stubble scraping against her skin. “Let them enjoy the fucking show then.“ he grinned against her skin, his lips finding hers in a heated kiss.

He pulled back briefly, his breathing uneven, a low growl escaping his lips. “You wanna make a scene doll?” he grunted, his eyes dark and glittering with both lust and mischief.

The thought of that made her moan as she looked at him, his hands now under her dress lifting it up and gripping her thighs. Fuck it. She caught his lips in another kiss her hands moving to his belt starting to undo the loops.

A whimper fell from her throat when Negan pushed the material of her panties aside so he could tease his rough fingertips over her most intimate parts. There was an eagerness to get Negan’s pants apart while he caressed over her body in the most seductive and talented sweep. Finally getting the zipper down, she pushed the material down enough in the front to reveal his hardened cock to her sight.

Negan’s eyes were hooked on her like a hawk while she wrapped her palm around Negan’s length, taking her time to test flesh in her grasp. The deep, raspy moans that Negan was releasing was driving her crazy. “Please…” she begged, her eyes lifting to his seeing the fire of passion burning in Negan’s hazel eyes while she worked him in her palm. “I want you. So bad.” She nudged her heel up his ass to make him press his tip in her entrance

And finally Negan’s hips thrust upward while he had a firm grasp on the backs of her thighs. “Negan,” she cried out his name, her fingers tugging firmly at his hair while he eased his body into her. The warmth of his body filling her compared to the general overall coldness and emptiness of the room.

“Fuck this pussy is my favourite.” Each thrust was drawing soft moans from her throat filling the air around him. Quickening the pace of his body inside of her, Negan moaned out himself with the feeling of her body clinging tightly to his. Knowing that they were in the meeting room where people could easily catch them made this whole encounter so much more heightened for the both of them.

The sound that Negan made showed that he was happy to hear her every reaction and every single time his name fell from her lips, that while his hips continued to smack up against her. The metal desk creaked under them, echoing in the room.

The tip of his cock hit her g-spot again and again having her shaking with absolute delight. “You’re so damn tight. Feel so fucking good…”

“God yes..” She gasped out, her nails digging into jacket, holding onto him tightly.

He was rough and demanding, taking what he wanted and she loved it, the feeling of being wanted, of giving herself to him.

He let out a deep growl against her neck and started whispering in her ear with each thrust, all the dirty things he’d do to her after this, the dirty little things he’d make her do for him, and all the times he’d make her cum, and grinned as he felt how his words were affecting her, her face buried in his neck her legs trembling, her little cunt clenched around him as her orgasm washed over her.

“Yeah that’s a good fucking girl..” he praised but it came out as a low guttural moan. “Fuck..” He felt like his own release was approaching so he grabbed her hips and slammed into her a few more times before his hips stilled, but Negan knew better than that and pulled out of her making her whine in protest, and gave his cock a few firm strokes as he came on her thigh.

He panted against her neck, they both were, trying to regain their breaths as their bodies slowly came down from the high.

He slowly looked down at her, her face flushed, her chest heaving. “Fuck you’re so damn perfect..” he breathed out placing a small kiss on her collarbone.

Trying to catch her eyes roamed over his futures. His slicked back hair now was slightly disheveled, two strands of it, hanging down his now sweaty forehead. He looked so good. Too damn good.

He ran a hand down her body, a satisfied smile on his face, enjoying the way she was looking at him, like he was a goddamn meal. “Gotta be careful with that look, I might go for round two and three against this wall if you keep it up.” He grumbled making her huff, in embarrassment that she got caught. But he really was gorgeous.

She swallowed hard, trying to steady her breathing, but it was impossible with him looking at her like that—like he owned every single inch of her. In a way, he did.

Her fingers traced the damp strands of hair sticking to his forehead, brushing them back. It was an intimate gesture, one she hadn’t even thought about before doing it. Negan’s smirk softened, just slightly, before he pressed another lingering kiss against her jaw.

She hated how much she liked this. How much she wanted him.

Negan pulled back just enough to study her, his hazel eyes gleaming with something almost unreadable as he pulled himself back in his pants, buckling the his belt.

She shook her head, stepping off the table and smoothing down her dress. She needed to get out of here before she completely lost herself in him again.

“I should go,” she murmured.

Negan leaned back in his chair, watching her with amusement as he reached for wrist. “Mmm. Running off so soon? Using me like that and then just leavening me?” He pouted dramatically, and she rolled her eyes.

“I think you have better things to do anyway.” She muttered

Negan raised an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his gaze as he caught her wrist, tugging her back toward him, settling her in his lap once more. His grip was firm, but not threatening, just enough to hold her there. “Better things, huh?” He grinned, his eyes scanning her face like he was trying to read her thoughts. “Sweetheart there’s no better thing than be inside that sweet pussy of yours and you looking at me like that.”

With a roll of her eyes She smiled down at him but before she could say something back a voice snapped them back to reality.

“Boss-“ Simon entered the meeting room, finally reaching for his boss.

She realised her hand from his grip and stood up, not wanting to question his reputation in front of his men, and Negan looked at her with a pouting expression as if disappointed that she actually pulled away, as id she wasn’t already his.

Negan let out a frustrated sigh turning his head to the man. “What’s it Si?” He grumbled

“Sorry for interrupting,” he threw a knowing smirk to his boss and then at her then looked back at Negan “but i think you wanna hear this.”

Negan let out a low grunt grabbing the handle of Lucille and stroking it up and down. “We’ll continue this later.” He reached out and pressed a small kiss on her knuckles. Watching him being gentle despite his crude words earlier, was something so unusual and stirred something inside her.

With a small nod she made her way to the door where Simon stood with his hands on his hips watching her like a hawk, and threw him a glare. She really didn’t like the man. She had a bad feeling about him. She pushed past him bumping her shoulder into him with an annoyed huff and made her way out of the room.

Simons eyebrows shot up and scoffed looking after her. Simon chuckled, shaking his head as he turned back to Negan. “That one’s got some fire in her.”

Negan smirked, resting Lucille against his shoulder. “Oh, you have no idea, Si.” His eyes lingered on the door she had just walked through, amusement flickering in his expression before he leaned forward.

“You seem really fond of her lately. Is her pussy that good?” Simon didn’t lost the chance to mock his boss.

“Keep your dick to yourself.” Negan growled, clearly not a fond of being mocked “and watch what you say to me.” But deep down he knew Simon was somehow right. He unconsciously was choosing her every time in the past few weeks. Damn he was in deep shit.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

You know what I realized. We saw what would have happened if Vil successfully poisoned Neige in Chapter 5. What if for future updates we see a future where Leona sanded Ruggie and trampled Malleus and where Riddle actually killed Ace with the rose trees? Jamil and Azul wouldn’t have blood on their hands though they’d just be ruling over Scarabia and a magic and skill thief.

THE WAY MY JAW DROPPED WHEN I SAW THAT NEIGE HAD FLATLINED IN THAT UPDATE 😭 That was honestly one of the scariest parts of book 7 for me so far. Knowing that Vil was driven into a corner to the point where he fully intended to KILL his rival to come out on top with a cheap, hollow victory... It's so gut-wrenching (and incredibly delicious at the same time) 💦

I'm so anxious about what kinds of scenes we'll see for the other OB boys now... Azul may not have gone for anyone's jugular, but Leona and Riddle may have some dark implications or casualties by way of Malleus/Ruggie and Ace, respectively. (The only "good" thing about that is that if Malleus is "dead" in Leona's dream, then that means Malleus can't be physically present as an obstacle to the crew). Also?????? The dorm leaders seem to be woken last within their dorm, meaning by the time we reach Riddle, we'll have Ace "awake" and recruited to our group. KINDA FUCKED THINKING ABOUT HOW ACE MIGHT BE WATCHING AN ALTERNATE VERSION OF HIMSELF DYING IN THE ROSE GARDEN... Leona killing Ruggie is so twisted too????? That would surely fuck with Leona's mental health.... There's always been fan theories about how Leona would have reacted if he actually did sand Ruggie (I've speculated about the idea myself), so it would be so cool to see this realized in the darkest depths of Leona's dream. I'd love to see how he canonically handles it.

I think there's also potential that Jamil might kill Kalim? Since he has a line where he says as long as Kalim as "alive", he will never know peace. I don't know if Jamil had intent to do away with Kalim in book 4, but this could be very real in the darkest parts of his own dream.

[peachsukii]

sweet like honey ꒰ tangled hearts series - kiribaku x fem!reader ꒱ ⇢ you and kirishima organize a small dinner to celebrate bakugo's 31st birthday.

꒰ tags & content ꒱ fluffy & tooth-rotting fluff for kat's birthday ♡ cross posted to ao3 // wc; ~1.1k ✿ tangled hearts masterlist ✿ ↶ | previous entry (twisted in bedsheets) ↷ | next entry (stitched muses)

Trying to plan a surprise was literally impossible in the Kirishima-Bakugo household. The house was always in pristine condition, everything in it's proper place and able to be located without a second thought. If something was moved or used, there was a 95% chance Bakugo would notice, no matter what it was - his favorite spatula, a random mug, and even a specific set of towels in the bathroom. He had the house mapped in his mind down to the last non-existent dust bunny in the foyer.

By some miracle, Bakugo believed Kirishima was taking him out to dinner for his birthday and didn't invite you along. Sure, they needed their time alone together too, but most of the time, Bakugo was the one making sure you were included in their plans. It all worked out in your favor, though. Earlier in the week, you’d texted the both of them to trick Bakugo into thinking you wouldn’t see him Saturday.

the lion, the witch & the gym bro ❤️💖🧡 [you] hey babes! are you guys free saturday for dinner? [katsu 🐯🧡] what kinda fuckin’ group name is that?! i better be the lion [katsu 🐯🧡] and sorry baby, eiji's made plans for us [eiji 🥊❤️] i think it’s cute 😜 [eiji 🥊❤️] sorry love! we can meet up for breakfast on sunday though 💕 [you] that's okay! yes, kats, you're the lion lol. breakfast on sunday it is 💖

Kirishima was fully aware of your plan, ecstatic that you wanted to do something so sweet for Bakugo. He’d told you how all of his past surprise parties had failed for him - he couldn’t keep the excitement to himself and would fold before the party happened. You had to do a little work to be sure he wouldn’t spill the beans this time, too. Nothing a few sweet kisses couldn’t fix, promising to reward him for keeping quiet.

A quick trip to the grocery store and plenty of recipe research later, you had everything you needed to make the dinner. Kirishima mentioned that you’d have about half an hour to set up and get everything ready, so most of the cooking would need to be done in your apartment. It was simple, a mish-mash of his favorites; mapo tofu, cooked salmon with a honey garlic glaze and some grilled vegetables. You thought about using Bakugo’s home grown veggies, but that would have given away the surprise if he saw them go missing that morning.

Cooking went surprisingly easier than you thought it would. Creating the glaze for the salmon was honestly the hardest part, but you're proud of how it looks and smells, the fish cooked with a perfect sear. Your kitchen smells incredible and it's sad that the aroma won't be fully following you to their home.

Just when you're putting everything in the oven to keep warm, you get a text from Kirishima.

[eiji 🥊❤️] we’re leaving the house now! you’re clear to head over in five minutes [you] thanks eiji! i’ll pack up and head over.

When you arrive at their house, you park around the corner to be sure Bakugo doesn't see your car before he goes inside. Your unloading the food onto the kitchen counter when your phone buzzes three times, one from Kirishima and two from Bakugo, outside of your group chat.

[eiji 🥊❤️] headed home, kats is a little grumpy lol. see you in 15!

[katsu 🐯🧡] eiji fucked up our reservation and we're headed home [katsu 🐯🧡] if ya wanna come over. miss you sweets

'Oh, if only he knew,' you thought, smiling to yourself. You don't respond and place your phone back on the counter.

With the food in the oven to warm up, the table set, the lights off, and Bakugo's present on the counter, you were ready for them to walk through the door any moment now. Kirishima warned you that Bakugo was upset, but you're confident his mood will do a 180 once he sees the true plan.

The front door opens, accompanied by shoes hitting the floor and keys hitting the table in the entry way.

"Can't believe they messed up the reservation," you hear Bakugo complain, grumbling to himself. "Stupid ass fancy place can't keep their books straight."

"I know, I'm sorry baby," Kirishima apologizes, looking toward the kitchen to catch your eye. "But I think you'll prefer to be home, anyways."

Bakugo's about to question why when you walk out of the kitchen and into view, hair pulled back in a neat ponytail and wearing his favorite pretty black dress.

"Happy birthday, Katsuki! Hope you're hungry, we've got plenty waiting for you."

You're expecting him to burst out laughing, make a snarky comment, or roll his eyes with a smirk on his face, but none of that comes. He stands there, awestruck with a gleam in his carmine stare while his lips curl into a genuine smile.

"You two really did all this for me?" Bakugo asks, looking back and forth between you and Kirishima.

"Of course, Kat. You deserve to be spoiled! Come on, dinner is ready." You take his hand and lead him into the kitchen, pulling out his normal chair at the table. Kirishima follows, helping you prep three plates of food and delivering them to the table. After you place Bakugo's plate down in front of him, he grabs your face and tugs you back into his bubble to kiss you.

"Thank you," he whispers, nuzzling your nose before letting you go. He repeats then sentiment to Kirishima as well, giving him a peck on his forehead before he joins the table. "Both of you."

The three of you devour every bite of dinner - it turned out absolutely fantastic, ending with Bakugo asking you for the recipe you used for the salmon. That's the highest compliment coming from him, knowing that he's going to take the original and hit the ground running with a version of his own.

"One more thing for you, Kats!" you exclaim, grabbing the gift bag from the counter. Bakugo takes the present from you, rustling through the orange tissue paper. When he pulls out the brand new gardening tool kit, including some vegetable and flower seeds, his eyes sparkle with delight.

"I know you more than likely have a set already, but it never hurts to have a back up!"

Bakugo sets the bag on the counter and scoops you into a tight hug.

"Thank you, princess. I appreciate it."

Kirishima struts over, patting him on the back. "Maybe our little goddess here could help you plant the new seeds! Now that you have two sets, you could teach her how you tend to the garden."

"That's a great idea, Red. We can start soon with spring in full swing."

You couldn't be happier with how the day turned out. Seeing Bakugo's smile is all you ever wished for. He was glowing for the rest of the night, giddy over the idea of teaching you all about his gardening ways in the coming weeks.

Safe to say, it was a successful birthday.

⋆ ˚ʚɞ — recipe for the salmon cause it made my mouth water! i also wrote this in a frenzy so i hope it still is quality haha ✿ wildflowers; @maddietries @smolbeanzzz @camila2201 @lik0 @pixel4ffecti0n @moonlight-dreamer04 @lumi-cent @pastelbakugou @hannahk @camryn-ciel67 @c4prisuna @perfectsukii @screechingpeachdelusion

[unluckilyimnot]

Can you do rindou with a chaotic girlfriend? Like she is introverted but when she is with rindou she acts weird asf and rindou just goes 😮😮 (it's kinda weird sorry) thank you if you ever decided to do. Love your writing.

Rindou with a weird gf

m.list || rules || requests are open :)

Hiiii ! Thank you sm for your request I loved it sm ! That's not weird I like that kind of idea hihi

I was soooo busy this weekend and I didn't have internet where I was, so sorry about that 😭

You're so damn pretty and he doesn't know what he's putting himself into

You're so shy or coy around people but you get along well with Ran so he knows your more than that  

Never once before dating you he thought you'll be that type of person 

He was taken aback the first time you step on the tea table because it was in your way and you were lazy

Stepping on top of books or magazine laying there without thinking twice, making him gasp a little 

He whining like a baby the first time you bite his cheeks

"Wtf is wrong with you !" "I'm showing you that I love you !" 

He got used to it but that's something that startles him a lot for a long time

"What do you hear in your head when you don't think?" You ask questions like this one a lot, he used to frown at you, trying to understand where you get that from bur always answer anyway

He thought he had saw a lot of weird stuff in detention or with his friends group but sometimes remember that having a cute and pretty s/o comes with a twisted mind

You make biscuit like cat in his laps as well + bonus point if you have long nails 

You're a little too friendly with bugs and sometimes bring some to your/his place 

And if you're with people you scare the shit out of people around you, not getting what's wrong 

He's not funded of that (bugs) but he tries his best for you i guess but he does get rid of spiders and centipedes, that's his limits, he can't sleep with that next to his bed

He's fine with other bugs generally and he's always easing people if needed 

He knows that you don't get along well with people, so when you show something you like and people's reactions is a little extreme he's the first to tell them to calm down and deal with it

He tries to make it works with his friends but you're only close to Ran honestly 

You two try skin care product together and stay inside for days sometimes 

I hope you likes it !

[thefirstknife]

I wasn't aware of the discussions around Eramis being that rancid, personally (although I tend not to look at online discussion around media in general, thanks to how skin-deep at best much of it tends to be).

But the way you've talked about it makes me wonder how much of the people complaining about Eramis's character development are coming at it from a dislike of the idea of that redemption being a thing at all- the perspective that Doing Bad Things makes someone A Bad Person who can no longer be A Good Person, essentially. Seems like that mentality has grown... if not more common, at least louder, over time.

(Although your comment about not seeing why they'd 'pull a shocking twist for the sake of pulling a shocking twist to spite the audience' is a little funny in a sad way, considering how many people seem to think "outwit the audience and surprise them" is more important than "tell a coherent story as well as possible", even changing things if a twist is leaked, even if whatever they change it to makes no damn sense.)

It's really bad out there and it's strange for the exact reason you listed, because the same communities have previously entertained redemption ideas about characters like Calus and even Clovis; characters who have never expressed any wish to change or any beliefs that they may be in the wrong, no regrets and no remorse for what they've done.

So I can't even figure out if this with Eramis is about not wanting redemption stories. I think it's more about Eramis herself; not only is she a female character, but she's very largely and easily misunderstood. A lot of people's interaction with Beyond Light was... not entirely invested (a lot of the community was at the time mad about vaulting and hated everything new on principle), and her other storylines are in seasonal content that's gone now and that was almost universally hated; she was brought back in Plunder and then reappeared briefly in Defiance. A lot of people approached her from the get-go as "just some villain we will kill in the campaign" and then that didn't happen and these people were confused because they never paid any attention to her story. And then by the end of it, it just kinda slipped them by.

I don't know honestly. I may be overthinking it, but I definitely think that a lack of understanding of her story plays a huge role. Whether that's because they missed her story or just didn't pay attention to it or just had no interest in it - and nobody online they interact with offered any insight into her character (lore youtube) - they just don't get what's the fuss and they don't care about her. Some might say this is because the game didn't make people want to care, but I simply disagree. While I enjoy Eliksni stories, they're by far not at the top of my list of favourite things in Destiny so I don't have any special attachment to Eliksni characters, I didn't know Eramis before BL and I was never a diehard fan of her, but I understood her story and what they wanted to do with her for the past 4 years.

And I was happy that she got her character arc completed as was intended. I saw where it was going and this solution is the only one that made sense to me. So I don't think the whole "the game didn't make me care enough because it was badly set up" really holds water. The game can't put thoughts into your brain, sometimes you have to actually think about characters for yourself. Like, we shouldn't have to be spoon-fed that hard. Her arc and the setup was clear and it was written into the game's story, a lot of it even outside of lore books ("It was just in the lore books!" is a major complaint a lot of the time, and one I personally find baffling. You're in the Lore Books The Game. If you don't like lore being in lore books, you're in the wrong place).

We could honestly discuss this to no end, and everyone who dislikes Eramis or the conclusion to her story would probably have a different reason for it, or there would at least be a couple of them, not wanting redemption included. Could also be a combination - not understanding her story will lead a lot of people to think that her being redeemed makes no sense and that it wasn't supposed to happen.

I think it's also a case of people having a really hard time understanding that a character can be our ally while still hating our guts. I've seen plenty of comments from people saying they're annoyed about Eramis constantly being antagonistic towards us. This is baffling to me, because again, it makes sense that she doesn't like us. And it would be bizarre if all Eliksni were now suddenly fans of humanity like a hivemind. Some will never like us. This is good. They will still help us because there's bigger fish to fry, but they don't have to like us.

Eramis was a delight this episode to me and she was a really interesting character. She wasn't a huge deal overall and some of her story was fairly on the sidelines, but she was a very unique "villain" and antagonist to us since she was introduced and I think that her character arc was very well done all things considered. This amount of resistance and dislike for her from the wider community is something I simply can't see as anything other than a lack of understanding of the story (personal reasons and stuff like "I get it, I just don't really care that much" not included).

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“What the hell is wrong with you?” Bart pokes Kon in the chest, right in the center of his boob window. “Why would you puree Sonic? He’s my friend, and—hold on.” He examines his finger incredulously. “Is this… make-up? Did you put make-up on your tits?”

“Uh, yeah.” Kon raises an eyebrow, Spock-style. “You think I’m gonna be James Tiberius Kirk, Captain of the U.S.S. Enterprise, ‘Amok Time’ tiddy window edition, for Halloween, and I’m not putting glittery highlighter all over my tits? Please. Give me some credit.”

“Highlighting the tits is a classic move,” Cassie agrees. She’s got her lumberjack flannel unbuttoned quite low, and if she thinks she’s been slick about sending flirty selfies to Cissie, she’s got another think coming. “Time-honored and true. I did it, too.”

“Seriously?” Bart wrinkles his nose. “That’s wild.”

“You literally have a full face of Sonic the Hedgehog make-up on,” Tim points out.

“Yeah, but that’s my face. That’s where make-up is supposed to go.”

“C’mon, Bartholomew,” Cassie teases. “Think outside the box.” Her phone dings again, and she pulls it out of her bra to text Cissie back, a bright smile on her face. “Oh! Cissie wants a group pic of all of us. She’s right, I can’t believe I forgot to get one! Get in here, boys.”

Obediently, the three of them crowd into frame with her, squishing into each other’s space. Kon twists around with his plastic phaser in hand, winking at the camera in a classic boobs-‘n’-butt pose; Cassie rests her elbow on his shoulder and leans into him with a grin. Bart, with his spiked and spray-dyed blue hair, hooks his chin over Cassie’s shoulder and makes a show of grabbing for her axe; Tim, in his objectively hilarious sexy sheet ghost getup (a bedsheet with eyeholes that ends at his hips, paired with insanely high stiletto heels and fishnets) looms into frame next to Kon.

“Wait, wait, we can’t see your legs, Tim,” Cassie objects. “That’s the whole joke of it. Um… let’s see, how to angle this…”

“Hold still,” Kon suggests, shifting a little to free his other arm. “Rob, lean on me and—”

Tim, picking up what he’s putting down immediately, lets Kon support him with a hand at the small of his back, grins under his bedsheet—Kon can see the smile in his eyes—and kicks one leg up across Kon and Cassie. Bart helpfully grabs his ankle.

(And daaamn, do Tim’s legs look good in that getup. Hoo boy.)

“Oh, perfect.” Cassie beams. “Okay, three, two, one!”

She clicks a couple of rapid selfies against the haunted house wall behind them. They’re quite the motley crew—Sonic in a onesie, a lumberjack, Jim Kirk, and a sexy ghost—and the photos look ridiculous and whimsical, even in the dim scene lighting.

“Send me those, will you?” Kon asks as they all relax again. Tim lingers, leaning into Kon’s hand for a moment, and Kon smiles. “I gotta show Ma.”