#hope her reply works back tbh xD

[simpee9000]

I love your “not just friends” series🥹 im obsessed! Im hoping to see more I love it soooooooooooo muchhhh!!!!!!! Even telling my friends to read it

But I saw a bakugo headcanon by another anon about him having a crush which I wanna add a spin on, what if he rejected this said crush back in middle school but developed feelings after xD I find it funny

Thank you !!! I'm glad you enjoy it so much!

And that is literally Katsuki Bakugo, can't see him not doing it tbh. (This was also a lot longer then I planned for it to be- I just started typing and here we are- 1k)

He isn't confused about a lot of things in life but his feelings definitely stump him. He tries to analyze other people and how they react to people, but the dots just don't connect. He hears people rave on and on about how cute their crush is, but he just doesn't get it.

It's not that he hasn't been introduced to it either. I mean, it's middle school. Everyone is crazy about dating someone even if it's just to hold their stupid hand. Bakugo didn't get it, he honestly didn't want to get it. Sure he wanted to understand it, but only so he could know a weakness or some shit. He didn't want the gushy feelings or anything such.

Rejecting girl after girl was normal for him, people just loved how great he was. But after the first year of middle school that stopped. Mainly because of how rudely he rejected every girl in the past, but also because of you.

You got extremely close with him rather quickly, working your way into his life and friend groups. It was rare to see you away from each other.

Yet when you confessed to him in your last year of middle school, he stood still. It was the only confession he hesitated on. And while you swayed on your feet, anxious for a reply, he tried to cough up any words possible.

But the only ones that came out were. "You're not special."

In the most blunt way possible, he crushed your dreams. With the way he was looking at you, it was like he couldn't fathom the thought that you thought you were good enough for him, different than all the other girls. So you choked up any spiteful things you wanted to say and nodded before walking off.

He didn't necessarily like you then, but the thought didn't seems gross. So when he watched you walk away, he shrugged it off. You'd talk to him tomorrow definitely.

When tomorrow came and went, he was waiting for you to show up by his side at any second. But of course, you never did. You waited a day before showing up to class, but when you did you stuck near your other friends.

It stayed that way too. You only nodded at him after you finished middle school, a small final goodbye.

So it was rather unfortunate that one of your friends happened to be Izuku. It was a hard-built friendship, but he's very forgiving.

You came and visited the dorms often, encouraged by his mother to help him get by easier.

Bakugo hated it, you never even looked his way.

When he googled his feelings he didn't want to believe the words typed on his screen. It was all saying he was jealous. He'd never been jealous of anything, especially nothing Deku had.

Eventually, Kirishima pointed it out, commenting on the glare he was giving Midoriya. He also called him out the next day, when he kept glaring despite you not being there.

The day he cracked was after he fought Deku, after being yelled out by Aizawa he and Deku were told to wait.

Bakugo mentioned your name in a mumble at first before Deku questioned it. "She like you or some shit?"

"What?!"

"You fuckin' heard me," he spat back.

"No!" Deku scrambled for a reason. He knew you had a crush on Bakugo before, but you haven't mentioned it in a while, "Do you?"

"Do I like you?!"

"NO! HER!"

Bakugo's aggression faded as he thought. Everyone was saying that. Kirishima, his dad, and now Deku. He gave a small shrug because he was unsure.

"She still asks about you," Deku decided to say, rather than poke the bear.

"Hm."

"Wanting to know if you're okay. After the sludge, and after.. well you know," Deku mumbled.

The door opened before anything else could be said, but even if it didn't, they both knew the conversation was over.

Feeling the commonly named butterflies in his stomach, at just the thought of you thinking of him still, was odd. It was an entirely new feeling. After googling, once again, he came to terms with the fact that he finally felt all the gushy feelings that everyone else got in middle school. The ones you used to have for him, hopefully still do.

He still waited a year to act on his conclusion first. But he still slowly tried to weave his way back into your life. Choosing to sit next to you when you visited, to othering you the remote.

Everything was without words for a while. Almost a year in he was forced to talk to you often. All conversations being awkward and strained.

Confessing was a different story, it was the last day you could visit before it was officially summer break before the second year. Everyone was all sat around watching TV, people leaving before they got too tired. Surprisingly, Bakugo and you were the last people in the living room. He didn't want to miss a second of your presence because he knew he couldn't see you during summer. He was so glad Aizawa let you stay late.

His head snapped away from the TV when you stretched to stand, silently grabbing your stuff.

"What are you doing?" he spoke before thinking.

You looked stunned, he never talked to you without you talking first, "It's late, I should go. Plus is it not past your bedtime?"

He glared at your joke before looking at the clock. It was 2:54a.m, you asked him out at 2:54 p.m in middle school.

"Do you still?"

"What?" you switched your weight onto one foot, crossing your arms confused.

"In middle school," he sighed, "do you still?"

"You're gonna have to be more specific."

"Have feelings and shit."

He still wasn't looking at you, but out of the corner of his eyes, he could see how you froze.

"I don't know how that's relevant," you huffed, embarrassed and annoyed that he'd be so cruel to bring up the rejection again.

"I do."

"Do what? Know how it's relevent? Of course you do, it's your brain-"

"Have feelings and shit," he mumbled, crossing his arms at how irated you sounded. He was finally making his move and you seemed pissed as hell.

You barked out a laugh, muffling it with your own hand, "You can't think I'm that stupid, right?"

"I'm being serious," he looked at you straight on for the first time. He was always easiest to read when you could see his eyes, and he looked nervous. Out of all the emotions you've seen on him, this wasn't one.

"Oh."

He sighed and looked down, "Don't gotta say anything, you can spend the night in the common room. No one will care," he pushed himself off the couch, turning to leave.

"Bakugo," you called out softly.

"Hm?"

"I might," your voice was shaky, "but I need to think about it. Know that you're not fucking with me or something."

"Okay."

"Okay?"

"Okay. Take your time. You have my number."

[arcanistsanctum]

may i ask about recommendations of the free character from the anniversary that's new f2p friendly? And their psycube if possible. Thanks in advance :3

Oh, shucks. I'm not exactly the go-to for Reverse guides, but I'll try my best to answer! And anyone who is more knowledgeable than me, you can suggest and advice in the comments too!

Semmelweis Potential Teammates

Semmelweis has great synergy with characters who lose HP during your turns (NOT during enemy turn). Tbh Semmelweis doesn't have many teammates she can synergize well besides Eternity (DPS) and Ezra (shield) for now. We may have to wait for more self-HP burn units to be released to slot her in different team comps. Eternity is her only DPS teammate right now. For a new F2P player, Eternity is viable as she is a standard character. That said, both Eternity and Semmelweis will lose HP fast. So you will need good teamwide shield or healing.

Balloon Party (standard character) is one option for teamwide heals, or you can pick up Kakania later for her shield and ATK buffs (her limited banner comes next). Kakania can transfer some of your team's DMG unto herself and she can self-heal. Ezra is a limited character who also loses HP whenever you use his buff and provides decent shielding, but he requires high investment afaik. If you started from last patch and you have Vila, I think she's fine as a healer too.

If you only started playing this patch, I don't recommend pulling on standard banner cause it costs the same pull tickets for limited banners. I say... if you want to get Kakania, wait for her banner and pull there. Or if you wanna pick up Lucy, you try your luck in Lucy banner right now. Lucy is a really great DPS even with Semmelweis as her support. Although Semmelweis is not in Lucy's best teams, Semmelweis can still buff Lucy's (or any DPS for that matter) overall DMG dealt. If you get her, it's gucci. If you lose 50/50, then hope it's Eternity, and maybe Balloon Party. Just keep in mind that your pity from the Lucy banner doesn't transfer/count in the regular limited banners like Kakania's. Their pities are separate. And Lucy is true limited character, so her banner will not come back again... ever.

Kakania's banner releases on October 10 Her banner will run alongside Lucy's until October 31

DO NOT PULL ON PROMISE OF THE WATER BANNER. JUST... DON'T.

And since you're new player and you may not have any of these standard characters yet... if you want to start playing the story already, maybe a Semmelweis, Sonetto/Leilani and any healer can be your starting team.

Summary of team comps in no particular order you can make if you have the characters:

BEST SYERGY: Semmelweis, Kakania/Ezra/Balloon Party, Eternity

LUCY TEAM: Semmelweis, Vila (any other healer/shielder except Necrologist works but Vila can provide crit buffs), Lucy

F2P BEGINNER: Semmelweis, any healer/shielder except Necrologist, Sonetto/Leilani/Bkornblume

Characters she can't work well with:

Charlie, Getian, Pavia, Pickles, An-An Lee, Necrologist

Psychube Recommendations:

I use the Long Night Talks psychube from the Fragments shop for Semmelweis. I'm not sure if that can be picked up by new players. If not, then I think Blasphemer of the Night can be her other psychube general option. To make use of Blasphemer's passive effects, your team has to have debuffing skills.

During 2.0, her best psychube is From the Depths, which you can only get as a reward from A Series of Dusks next patch.

These are my thoughts for Semmelweis team synergies and psychubes with f2p starter options. Here's the Prydwen Semmelweis guide to help you further in your Semmelweis journey. ^ - ^ Sorry for the long reply, anonnie! Hahahaha.

Others can leave suggestions and tips in the comments! Because once again, I'm not a Reverse guide maker. I'm too casual in this game. ROFL XD

[matan4il]

Hi 👋 Hope you had a lovely Passover. 💙

So, your reply to anon concerning Bosko had me thinking. I think Bosko having such a bad reception was down to the story that introduced her. She was brought in to replace Buck, she was teamed up with Eddie (and you know how us buddie shippers are when it comes to women and the boys) and she was kind of helping Eddie spiral, so I get why people didn't like her. Plus she wasn't really given a chance to endear herself to the audience. I think if they brought her back, and actually allowed her to be her own character and paired her up with someone else (maybe Lucy. 😏) People might be more open to her. But I think Ronda has gone back to wrestling. 🤔

Hi darling! Thank you so much for the kind words! Yes, Passover was great. I worked through most of it, because I'm a moron who doesn't know how to say no to a tour when I know it could be a meaningful experience for people, but I did get to see my family and celebrate with them, which was awesome! I also got to discover my 1 year old nephew is absolutely riveted by Passover songs. XD He was already pretty perfect, but that somehow makes him even more precious! I hope you're doing good, love? *hugs*

I agree with you on every point regarding why the fans, especially the shippers, didn't like Lena. I don't even think it's about women, I think shippers are always bound to dislike anyone who could potentially get in the way of their ship. IDK when this became illegitimate? It's actually built into the storytelling of romances that shippers, whether readers or viewers, are meant to want their ship together and oppose any potential LI? If the 312 poker scene had suggested Josh might actually be set up with Buck or might actually replace Eddie as a partner, I suspect we would have seen even more anti-Josh sentiment than we did back then. The way the scene played out, he was clearly not a threat, and he contributed to our subtext bi!Buck moments (which in turn actually makes the possibility of Buddie more likely), so he got less hate than he could have. And yes, I know there are some fans who do ship Josh and Buck. There are also some who sincerely ship Buck with Taylor, and even Eddie with Lena. A tiny fraction of fandom! But they do exist. The overwhelming majority of shippers would never like any potential LI, and that's okay. That's a part of shipping, so long as we don't go overboard, attacking the actors/actresses. And if we make it more acceptable again for shippers to dislike LIs, then there won't be any need to justify this dislike with the vilification of the LIs as characters either.

LOL I wouldn't mind seeing a sapphic romance for Lena and Lucy. XD Or TBH, as a lesbian, I would take ALL the sapphic romances, yes please! If Bosko came back in a capacity that made it clear, like they did with Josh, that she's not a romantic possibility for Eddie, and they made her more than a background character, she could have been a very interesting, maybe even liked character. But yeah, I don't see Ronda coming back.

Thank you for this ask, I hope you have a great day, love! As always, here's my ask tag. xoxox

[howthesleeplesswander]

GET TO KNOW THE AUTHOR

Name: Casi

Pronouns: she/her

Preference of communication: Tumblr IMs are great for chatting and plotting! 😊 If we're mutuals you can always feel free to message me!

Name of most active muse(s): Kaeya, Childe, and Xiao are all pretty equal as far as their capacity to drive me bananas at any given time 8'D I love them all but jfc if they aren't all bouncing off the dang walls almost constantly

Experience/how long (months/years?): OH GOSH don't mind me while I give away my age here adfjsd I first started RPing in middle school, so that'd make it...siNCE LIKE 2007?? CHEESY PIZZAS I'VE BEEN RPING FOR LIKE 16 YEARS

Platforms you've used: Waaay back when I started (old man vc: baCK IN MY DAY--) we did it old school: IN NOTEBOOKS WITH PEN AND PAPER if you can believe that lol. Then it moved to Skype, then Tumblr, and now I primarily use Tumblr and Discord!

Best experience: The best experience of my time in the RP community (and of my entire life u//w//u) will forever be meeting my beautiful, wonderful, amazingly talented girlfriend through Tumblr RP ;w;/ 💕💕💖

RP pet peeves/dealbreakers: Definitely force-shipping. I've had some unpleasant experiences in the past with people trying to pressure/guilt me into shipping our muses when my muses were not at all interested in the ship and it was very not fun 8')

Fluff, angst, or smut: 👀👀👀👌All of the above, please and thank you. Although I'll only write smut with people I've very familiar and comfortable with, and not on a public platform like Tumblr.

Plots or memes: I love both, tbh! I love plotting out threads and dynamics and getting real deep into hashing things out with other muns! But at the same time, sometimes the spontaneity of memes can trigger some of the funnest interactions!

Long or short replies: Something anyone who writes with me will learn very quickly: I tend to write lengthy replies. XD;;; I'm happy to trim myself down if my partners prefer to keep things short, and I certainly never expect anyone to match my length! My brain is just very long-winded by default haha.

Best time to write: The later at night the better! Evenings and into the wee hours of the morning are when I'm at my most creative, unfortunately for my thoroughly-trashed sleep schedule. 😂 Most often I'm working on my replies between the hours of like, 9PM - 2AM.

Are you like your muse(s)?: (sweats nervously) oH GEEZ I HOPE NOT 8'DDD listen I love all of my Genshin boys to death but part of loving them is recognizing that they're all absolute menaces 😂 ofc they all have positive and redeeming qualities, but MORE OFTEN THAN NOT they are doing nothing but causing problems on purpose and committing atrocities haha.

Tagged by: @earthssprout Thanks for tagging me! ヽ(*⌒∇⌒*)ﾉ

Tagging: @luckuki / @bitbrumal / @fearbend / @astromancr / @aevisong / @yukikorogashi / @touchofdawn / @melodicbreeze / @constellaris and anyone else who wants to! 😊 🌻

[cl-babydew]

Oh wow, tbh I did not expect you to respond this soon-

IZZY!! WELCOME BACK!! I MISSED YOU SO SO SOOOO MUCH!! 💞😭

I'm so happy to hear that things are okay back home.part of me was starting to get extremely worried 😖

I hope neither of the parents caused you any trouble during the time you were gone..

Okay so, five things for now:

You know, it's actually been a long since you told me about the new dog you got. How's Puddles doing? 🙂 (that was her name right?)

The cafe got closed down???? 😧 What happened? Also what new job did you apply for? (If I'm allowed to ask)

Aww, you're welcome!! 🤗 I'm glad you love the cake~! Thanks; I had fun designing it~☆

Did you finish or start any new shows (anime or cartoons) while you were away from tumblr? What are you binging right now? (if you are)

Do you know if you're able to use the DMs again? Has that been fixed yet??? PLEASE tell me!!😫 I just miss the privacy we had there.. (Btw in the new placed you made for us to chat in, in the replies, I remember there were a couple things I left there that you still hadn't seen. Just to remind you!)

I hope we can get a chance to catch up during this time.

Have a good night! ✨

Yeah!!! XD I didn’t wanna leave ya hanging any longer!! Gosh I’m so sorry that I was worrying you tho!!!

But I am doing alright!! X3 And thankfully my parents are doing better too!!! Slowly but surely!!

I MISSED YOU TOOOOO!!🥺❤️

1.) She’s doing good!!! X3 Big trouble maker for sure tho! X,D She barks too much! And with the type of bark an Aussie has, it’s not fun! XD And yes!! You got her name right!!! X3

2.) It closed down a few months back!! X3 The owners prayed about it and felt that it was time to close so they could focus on their kids! So it was definitely a sad time honestly! As for the other job, I did apply for a bakery job, but never heard anything from them for a while! Meanwhile, I got a job offer a few weeks ago!! I just gotta send my papers this week!! X3 If you ever heard of the program, ‘God’s Promises’ I’ll be doing that!! It’s kinda like a daycare/school before the kids go to actual school! X3 I was just asked to be a substitute, but it’s possible I could work full time in the fall!! X3

3.) I do!!! X3❤️

4.) I did binge Sonic Boom!! Finished that a week ago!! I’ll be starting Prime soon! X3 While I did happen to watch Dr. Stone!! All caught up anime wise!! I never got to update that on here tho! X,D My bad! I’ll need to soon! But that’s basically it!! X3

5.) Sadly no!! X,3 I think since half the side of my phone isn’t completely working, it’s effecting that too! Like I can type just fine, well sorta, some letters on the right of my keyboard don’t always work! X,3 But the send button itself just isn’t working, which I’m guessing since it’s on the right side of my phone! X,3 So that doesn’t help! I definitely rather DMs, and wish they stinken were tho! X,3 And ah Thx for the heads up there!!!! Cuz I thought I responded to everything! XD

Same!!!

I hope you have a good night too!!

Love you!❤️

How are you doing btw? X3

[slithyt0ves]

i just watched Con Air for the first time and basically live texted my reactions to my husband so here are some highlights from that

John Cusack is a mess in this movie

no really why is he like a soggy kitten

Colm Meany's accent really came on strong in the first scene he's in and then pretty much disappeared entirely which tbh im thankful for

Nick Cage's has been a nightmare all the way through

BUT HERE'S MY BABY STEVE BUSCEMI TO SAVE THE WHOLE FILM!!!!

like why the fuck is John Cusack wearing socks and fucking sandals and a nice linen suit

John Malkovich is great though as usual

Was not expecting Dave Chappelle, but then was not surprised when he was playing a crack head

96% of the things coming out of Cage's mouth are pure memes(tm)

also apparently im watching the edited for tv version which is making it even funnier

literally every person in this movie is in a billion other things

its like a smorgasboard of awesome b-list actors and i am feasting happily

"i SAID put the bunny back in the box!"

"Now you're talking semantics. What if I told you insane was working fifty hours a week in some office for fifty years at the end of which they tell you to fuck off? Ending up in some retirement village, hoping to die before suffering the indignity of trying to make it to the toilet in time?"

now they're in an airplane graveyard

literally why are some of these old planes that have clearly been sitting here dead for years smoking?

here we have a fight sequence between John Cusack and a plane

"Of course we're having trouble finding him! He's off saving the rainforest, or recycling his sandals or some shit!"

thank you for that Chief O'Brien

recycling his sandals

that's the worst insult he can come up with for a guy who he hates simply because he dares to think that prisoners are human beings and its valuable to try to understand them psychologically

lord they found the ugliest little girl that was currently living in 1997 to play the girl that Steve is gonna try to eat or whatever

(my husband replied 'he's not gonna eat her, they're friends" XD)

"Whaddaya think I'm gonna do? I'm gonna save the friggin day."

the little girl looks like handsome squidward

Guy to Cyrus: "Please, Cy--" Cyrus: "Anora." **tosses cigarette*

I AM FUCKING CACKLING

god damn John Cusack in his sandals and fine linen suit hotwiring a truck

dont-SLAM-treat-SLAM-women-SLAM-like that-SLAM!

omgomgomgomg the whole last like, twenty minutes of the movie i was going "is it bad that i kind of want Steve to escape" and then he DOES

just livin his best serial killer life in vegas, as he should

that was a fuckin ROMP

[nerdnag]

Yeeaah I recognise that my response probably was a bit unexpected. XD Hopefully it didn't freak you out too much. It's just that you are one of those people on tumblr that I've regularly but randomly started thinking about over the years and gone, "man, Isaac really was so cool and nice and had so many interesting things to say, I hope he's doing well".

And on that note, I'm glad you are doing sort of well? Things seem to be going in the right direction at least, based on what I can tell from your reply. And hope for the future is always good!! I had a pretty awful period of my life that started in spring of 2022 and (at least in practice) ended last summer, but I am really only just now starting to come back from it tbh. Sometimes these things take time. You just gotta find a way to actually live life even in the middle of all that stress. Be mindful and all that, y'know.

As for my work, there's a lot I can't really talk about in a tumblr post. 😅 But I'd be happy to tell you more in a DM! I can say a few things here though. Maybe you remember that I studied law? If you don't, that's fine. But basically I had no idea in which particular field of law I wanted to work (and I even really didn't know I wanted to study law until I applied, I thought I wanted to be a musician or writer when I was younger, but then my experiences with studying music in high school sort of ruined it for me and made me want to do something radically different).

The very last class I took in uni was a class in IT law, which I found really fun and interesting. There was another student in that class who was taking her law degree on the side while working, and she was starting up an IT law department in her workplace. After a presentation I made in class one day she went up to me and asked whether I wanted to come work with her. Since I am honest to a fault, I said something along the lines of, "I would love to, but just so you know, I have zero work experience and also I am probably autistic". She was like, "you gotta start somewhere!" - and then she hired me, and it turned out great. I'm still working with her today actually (7 years later!), although in a different constellation. And yeah it does have good benefits. Though my work situation in particular is a bit of a special case, so I don't know how helpful it would be for you to hear more about it. But again, we can talk more about this in a DM if you want. I'd be happy to tell you more there! ^_^

Ooh, I think I remember you being a research assistant, actually? It sounds like you do very important work! I know very little (if anything) about that field so please imagine me looking at the image above with eyes as big as saucers, going "it's a corn-cob guy with a diamond hat :O". Respectfully, of course!! I am in awe of science-doers.

But I can understand the issues about payment vs. how much skill it takes. Do you have any ideas about what you might want to do instead? Do you want to do something in the same exact field, or branch out?

Btw I went through the absolutely horrible chore of trying to search through my blog for the instances where I tagged you. I probably missed some but here are two (though the first one isn't really a tag game at all): (1) (2)

Some times, although they are few and far between, I feel like I'm actually making a difference with my work. Like something I do has an appreciable, positive effect on people's lives. It doesn't have to be big, just something that has an effect in practice; not just paper pushing, but an actual impact on how things are done in the industry. It always gets me when that happens, and I'm so glad I'm in a place where that is possible for me. I'm so glad I can do good in my own way.

[strawbelina]

@illdivine cont.

Boring. Boring Boring. Adalina had been sitting on the arm of the sofa for quite a while. Avoiding cleverly to start a conversation amidst the confusion of the party, but alas. Her prayers had not been met and time had found her conversing with this rather friendly girl. Unusual to her behavior as most people didn’t even try to fight back her cold staring. Not only had this girl gone past that, but she had brushed off Adalina’s rude comeback. Now to not judge her poorly and not able to hide a faint intrigue to this outcome, Adalina decided to play along... for now. “ I am Adalina. ” lips formed a smile with no real emotion behind it, eyes staring emotionlessly those hazelnut hues behind transparent glasses. “ Why did you come here? You do not look like a party girl. ” the word ironically pointed out as she was talking to herself, being no exception to this characterization.

[spiltscribbles]

Prompt: Pro Athlete Sirius because that my and Remus' kink

~Notes: OMFG VICTOrIA!!!! I FUCKING SCREECHED!!!! lkadfjlaksdgjoiaejfalskdgjioeugisfkldshg Yes tis my kink as well!!! And then I saw this from Nonny and worlds collided and BOOM! I hope you like this my love<3<3 You incredibly talented sugarplum!!! TBH I want to write a thousand more things in this AU XD

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When Remus was young— surrounded by the light breeze of the Welsh coast and the harmony of birds chirping in the distance— he would follow his mother to their small garden behind their cottage  at the cusp of twilight as his father cooked their supper, and he’d watch as she laid flat all sorts of newspapers written in French and Arabic and English, watch as she brought her red pen against the ink and marked the articles with underlines and shorthand he wouldn’t understand for years still.

He asked her once, when he was barely eight years old, why she bothered to keep up with so many different publications, why she read the same story penned by countless perspectives when all the facts stayed the same at the end of the day. And he remembers how she had let out a quick, shrill of a laugh, tossing back her golden head while sucking in a puff from the bubbling hookah she had set up besides her— a habit she acquired from her Algerian, refugee parents, and one that became synonymous to those late nights in Remus’s eyes.

“Facts can be wielded to someone’s personal vendettas, Remus John,” she had crooned in that adoring way of hers whenever she spoke to him— honey eyes that were the same color and shape to Remus’s own flashing alight and their matching smiles going crooked in her stunningly beautiful face. 

“Oh.��� Remus had replied, still confused as all get out but was perfectly fine with just holding his small vigil, watching her beneath moonlight and the soft glow of their outdoors lamps, as he listened to the shuffling of papers while she commenced this odd quirk. 

It’s a decade and a half later—  as his editor for the Phoenix, a small, but bustling online editorial that plans on dethroning the likes of Politico and Vox in only a matter of years, scans his latest findings on the corrupt boosters linked to MP Avery from Leeds— when Remus thinks he suddenly understands what his mother, with her keen eyes and pixelated air, had meant by facts in how they can be colored differently simply by the words surrounding them. And he wonders if one day soon, one of his bylines will join her little stack of stories, if she’ll be proud of him even if she says as much even now, when he’s a lost twenty-something stumbling through life in the capitol and barely making it as is, between his actual job and the gig he has at the coffee shop nearest his dingy flat he shares with three other blokes.

“Mmm, this is good, Lupin,” Dorcas declares after what feels like an eon, dropping her long, dark legs from where they were lounging leisurely on her desk and scuffs out her cigarette in a pretty, glass ashtray. “Send it over to Flores to look into deeper, maybe it’ll corroborate the info she’s already gotten from her sources.”

Remus feels himself bristle, hopes that it doesn’t show, that his face stays passive as he contends, “I think I should at least help her write the expose, I’m the one who got this bombshell.”

“That’s not how it works, sweets,” Dorcas toots, tossing back her dark head of curls as she rises, perching on the corner of her desk delicately and looking down, straight into his gaze. “I know it’s frustrating, but you’re fresh blood. barely six months here, but Alice has been with us for years. This is her baby, and we’re just here to nurture it.”

“So I’ll have to wait another ten months, at least,  to get the same treatment?” He argues in an admittedly petulant way, making Dorcas laugh endearingly, and Remus is suddenly,  searingly reminded of his age, and how he’s the youngest staffer that this London based news outlet has on hand. 

“C’mon, love, it won’t be that long for someone as sharp as you, just be patient, and don’t try to pull a Zoe Barnes on us, yeah? You’re far too pretty to clean up on the rails of  the tube.” Dorcas tousles a hand into his dark tawny curls, and Remus holds back the roll to his eyes that he feels willing up inside of him as he stands fully.

“Thanks Cas.”

She smiles beatifically, and throws him a wink. “You’re joining Emmy for the report tomorrow on those United footballers and their fundraiser for the hospital, yeah?”

“Bright and early,” Remus replies, still feels a bit miffed that he was chosen to write up the charity function, considering he doesn’t know a lick about football and doesn’t really get on with anyone who does. But Caradoc— their typical sports reporter— is out sick with the flew, so it’s on him. “I’ll have it on your desk early enough so it’ll be published by tea time.”

“Good man,” Dorcas says in thanks, picking up her crowing cellphone before waving him off.

Remus isn’t all that surprised when he strides out of the office only to find Benjy Fenwick sitting against the opposite wall, knees pressed to his chest and quickly scrambling up when he catches sight of Remus. Sometimes it’s impossible to believe that the bespectacled man in front of him is one of the top editors for the Phoenix, that he’s a regular corespondent for places like the BBC or CNN— that his rebukes against the piss poor inquiries waged during PMQs have become more anticipated than the sessions themselves. Remus tends to forget all of that when he sees him like this, messy haired and wearing a graphic T-shirt with some marvel superhero embossed on the front. “Wotcher Remus.”

“Hiya Remus says, smiling softly and rocking back on his heels. “You wanted to talk to the sergeant then?”

“Huh? Oh, no, no. I didn’t want to talk to Dorcas, I just— Erm, I know you were showing her that stuff you got from that intern, Pettigrew, and i know you were chafed about not getting any opportunity here so—“ He trails off, scratching the back of his head and studying a point over Remus’s shoulder, and it’s all too endearing, and Remus is so beyond thankful he’s made such a good friend here.

“No cigar,” he says in answer to the unspoken question, shrugging noncommittally even if he feels like shit over it.

Benjy nods, face contrite in a way that tells Remus he never thought it would’ve went otherwise. “I’m sorry, that’s bollocks.”

“’S whatever,” Remus shrugs off the apology, begins walking down the hall and straightening his report to hand over to Alice. 

“Ah,, erm. We can get a drink, yeah? In commiseration,” Benjy offers, and Remus stilts only for a beat before continuing the twisting trail to where Alice is set up with the more senior members on staff. And he feels only sorta bad about wanting to refuse. He knows that if he says yes, it’ll mean something different to Benjy than it does him, that he’ll probably take it as Remus finally giving into his pestering and deciding to actually go out with him, even if he’s refuted the other four times he’s asked as much. Remus’s simply just too busy trying to get a footing in this city, and trying to figure out where he’s suppose to go from here, and what he’s suppose to do. And yes, Benjy is cute— a complete Seth Cohen archetype. And he’s sweet and smart and funny enough. But Remus is really not in the mood for doing the whole flowers and wine and candle lit dinners shtick, had gotten enough of that while still with his university boyfriend. And yeah, he’s only just turned 24, but he already feels too old and too jaded for that sort of puppy love— even if Benjy’s got a good decade and some change on him.

Probably sensing his hesitation, Benjy is quick to rectify the offer. “I’ll ask Mary, and Fabian too, and a few others. We can make a night of it, just some drinks on a Friday after work.”

Stalling by the last turn to Alice’s desk, Remus looks at him from over his shoulder, and sort of hates himself for being such a soft hearted fuck sometimes. “Yeah Benj, sounds nice. Just let me know on the group chat, yeah?”

Benjy grins, much more genuine than his awkward quirk of the lips from earlier. “Yeah, good call, I’ll let the others know pronto.”

“Aces,” Remus says, tosses him a obligatory thumbs-up before finding an expectant looking Alice who’s tapping her foot impatiently.

Yeah, today is so bloody shit.

.-

Surprisingly, the round of drinks turns to another and then a third and fourth and Remus is currently nursing his fifth mango margarita on Benjy’s tab, and he actually feels lighter than he has since taking the job at Phoenix, feels bright and bubbling and like absolutely nothing could be wrong as long as he’s got this drink in his grasp and he’s sitting with the handful of reporters and photographers from the office that don’t all have sticks up their asses. It’s fun, it’s good. So obviously it couldn’t have lasted.

Mary is currently cackling about her Uber driver from last night who asked her all sorts of well meaning, but incredibly dense questions about her hijab— a freshly poured glass of coke in one hand, while the other is tangled into her girlfriend Emmy’s. And From his left Remus can hear Fabian ribbing Frank on his crush on Alice, while Benjy scoots intermittently closer as they watch Kingsley and Marlene sparring over something to do with a Kardashian or TikTok trend or whatever the fuck else— The guy has resilience, Remus has to give Benjy that.

“Right, who’s buying next?” Marlene asks, abrasive as ever while scrolling through her phone, ostensively finding something to prove her point against the managing editor.

“Reckon it’s my turn,” Benjy crows, standing up smoothly and glancing down at Remus with a nervous sort of half grin.

“Just a water for me, ta. I need to sober up,” Remus tells him, feels proud that he didn’t even slur slightly. Benjy bobs his head understandingly, and Remus turns to ask Marlene about her latest tinder hookup which always is a good laugh, but then he catches on it. On the sound of the pub’s doors flinging open, followed by a raucous crowd of athletic looking guys probably only a bit older than he is, clambering indoors. 

They’re all so very sixth-form, broad grins and slapping each other’s shoulders with jeers, topped off with loud, bark like laughter that makes it obvious to Remus that these wankers think that they’re some sort of group of gods amongst men, roaming around like everyone should fall to their feet and offer everything they have. It makes Remus roll his eyes so far back that it feels like he might’ve sprained them. They just give off this exhausting aura that reminds him of a past boyfriend in tenth year who was on the footie team and who’s favorite activity was either making Remus feel lucky enough to go out with someone so popular, or dragging him around like some sort of bloody trophy.

To put it nicely, Remus sorta hates them on sight. So when he sees one of the tossers— regrettably the brightest of the lot who’s all pearly teeth, and glittering eyes and incredibly impressive shoulders that tape off to a narrow waste in an objectively infuriating matter— swivels up to the barkeep and jostles Benjy on his way, well Remus doesn’t hesitate to dart forwards to tell him off.

“Oi, watch where you’re going, yeah?”

Benjy and the bloke who looks like he might moonlight as a model for Calvin briefs for when he’s not lounging in a yacht off the Tuscany coast, both turn to him at the same time. Benjy looking abashed, and the aforementioned tosser preening like the cat who’s just caught a canary.

“Sorry, love. Didn’t see you there,” he says in a delightfully deep tenner, giving Remus an appreciative once over, and Remus absolutely despises how the action makes him feel both thrilled and irritated. “Trust and believe, I wouldn’t have looked away if I saw you.”

“Not me, arse.” Remus spits back, refuses to pay any credence to how his cheeks have begun to flush. “You bumped into my mate right there, the one with the tray of loggers.”

The tosser darts his almost molten gray eyes over to Benjy for a sparing second before he laser focusses back onto Remus, the most phony expression of contrition all over his face. “Sorry to your friend,” he says the descriptor like a joke that no one else is in on. “Let me buy you a drink in sorry for the one I made slim here spill.”

Remus is officially unimpressed, hopes that his flat tone gets it across. “You’re an arse.”

“You’re mouthy,” he retorts, looks like it’s something he greatly appreciates— delights over even. 

“Ah, ’s fine Remus, really. I’ll just bring these back and get us a new glass.”

“Listen to slim, Remus, he’s got the right idea.” The tosser hurriedly interjects, strutting close enough to him that he makes it so Remus has to tip his head back just slightly so not to drop his gaze. “I’m Black, Sirius Black, just to get the pleasantries out of the way.” His leer tells Remus that the name should probably evoke some response of aw into Remus, but all it does is make him sound so egregiously pretentious that Remus wants to smack his own bloody head against a dry wall and stay in the hole until this ruddy Sirius bloke leaves him the hell alone.

“Good for you,” he says instead of all of that, and spots Sirius’s friends from behind Sirius chuckling and elbowing one another. Evidently this is a line the tosser uses frequently, and Remus is pleased that he might be one of the first who aren’t at all impressed by the grandiose way he introduced himself.

“Hah, you know I’m use to the pretty ones playing hard to get, but I’m really feeling here that you’re not exactly liking my company, love.”

Remus sucks in a frustrated breath through his nose, shouldering past Sirius and taking the tray of drinks from Benjy before storming back to their table where the others have begun openly gawping at the scene— Marlene outright squawking with Fabian just as Remus takes his seat.

“Don’t,” Remus warns them all as he silently says fuck off to the water and instead gargles down one of the loggers. And if he has to steadfastly not turn around for the rest of the night towards where he can feel Sirius’s gaze burning into his back— well then so be it.

.-

The next morning, Remus has to puke twice into the toilet, and gulps down three aspirins just to stave off his bloody hangover from the night before where he decided that getting properly sloshed would prove as a good technique to not end up making out with Sirius in some dark corner— or regrettably the backseat of his car. And if he does still remember flashes of ranting to him about how insufferable preppy, rich boys actually are while Sirius gazed at him endeared— well Remus just decides to purge it out along with the stomach acid. It’s not like he’ll ever see the douche again.

.-

He meets Arthur— one of the accountants who also helps out by taking photos for more low key news stories— outside the hospital where the conference will be taking place with the Manchester United team. There was a scrimmage that they all played with some of the kids in the cancer ward that occurred at around eight in the ruddy morning, but thankfully Remus didn’t have to show up until an hour later when the team presented their big shiny check, to the big, shiny hospital. 

However, Arthur has been here for hours, so he’s beyond chirpy and looks like he’s downed three cups of espresso as he chatters on about his son Percy starting secondary school, and his eldest, Bill, getting an award for his reading prowess, and all the strange craving his wife has been having throughout her pregnancy with the twins they’re expecting any week now. And Remus loves Arthur, he does— one of the sweetest folks he’s ever met— but God, his head is still thrumming from those misguided tequila shots and he really just wants to get his three quotes, and write up the story so he can find refuge back in his sheets.

While Arthur has moved to talking about his wife, Molly’s, plans to open up a daycare in their refurnished garage, Remus scans his eyes over the familiar face of reporters from other outlets who look just as bored as him, and then to the stage where a woman in a sharply pressed suit is ushering for the group of football stars to join her, so that the conference can finally fucking begin. 

And Remus thinks that their faces are sorta familiar, probably from all the publicity they get on the telly— but then he freezes as he stops at one of them with dark brown skin, and thick rimmed spectacles— and he suddenly can hear him chatting about his redheaded girlfriend and drunkenly declaring that she’ll be the mother of his children some day soon. So he completely expects it when his stomach drops as he moves his glance just a bit to the right, being struck by pearly teeth, and glittering eyes and incredibly impressive shoulders that tape off to a narrow waste, made all the more infuriating by the tight kit he’s got on and the blazing number twelve splayed against his chest.

And fuck.

Remus runs through about a dozen scenarios in which he can make a discrete, or not so discrete exit before he notices him, but in tandem to his spiraling thoughts, the wanker actually looks forwards, and like a creepy metal detector, his quick silver gaze pinpoints onto Remus.

They stare at one another for a beat before his smirk goes wolfish, and he runs a hand through his artfully tousled hair in a way that practically screams, fancy meeting you here. And holy fuck he looks so mouth watteringly attractive with that faint film of sweat running down his neck, and how his smile pulls slightly more to the left, and how he’s looking at Remus like he’s his birthday and Christmas presents all rolled into one.

Remus suddenly hates everything— but most of all hates Sirius, and how bloody fit he is.

“Oh, you’re a fan then?” 

Starting, Remus shifts around slightly so that he’s facing Arthur completely. “Pardon?”

“Sirius Black I mean, you’re a fan?” Arthur asks in that abrasively congenial and intensely scrutinizing way that he treats everything. “I mean he’s a great player, but I know you don’t really watch. So I bet it’s all that charity work he does, yeah?”

“Charity work?” Remus echos, feeling like a floundering fish.

“Truly some amazing stuff.” Arthur pontificates, rubbing a hand against his jaw as he tips his head back. “I mean obviously I’m partial to the fundraising for Reporters Without Borders, but of course the things he does with the more impoverished kids is great. And I know Molly likes his very outspoken posts about being anti war and his annual live streams to earn money for refugees in those war torn nations, like the last one he did for Syria?”

“Oh—“ Remus says, feeling like his head is being overrun by a fountain of new information.

“Yes well, you don’t usually see athletes get into the thick of it with political issues, but I reckon he never really minded. I mean the fact he’s the first football star from United to have come out without any fanfare really proved that. Oh, I think they’re starting, I should probably get some photos before Dorcas gives me a tongue lashing.”

And as quick as the flash of his camera’s lends, Arthur is using his considerable height to get to a more advantageous spot towards the front, and leaves Remus in the dust, as if he hasn’t just obliterated his every assumption of Sirius from after that initial meeting.

And unbidden, the words his mother had told him so many years ago, about facts and how they can color a situation just simply based off the person who’s speaking them— flood to the forefront of his mind.

“Fucking hell,” Remus mutters lowly, gets jostled by Greengrass, a hawkish reporter from a rivaling publication who always has on the most wickedly sharp acrylic nails, and perfectly quaffed curls— as she waves around her certification to speak her inquiry.

“My question is for Potter,” she announces when the woman leading the event, McGonagall, points her way. “And I was wondering how early you boys have to rise for training during the season? And how intense the sessions are that Coach Hooch puts you guys through?”

Potter, the one with the redheaded girlfriend that Remus heard so much about last night between his ranting at Sirius, parts his lips, but it’s not his voice that ends up reverberating through the outdoors space. Instead, it’s Sirius, who’s shouldering him with a goading air, obviously expecting his comment to have only ended up in Potter’s ear and not caught by the mike.

“I wonder if Lupin will let me wake up with’m so he can let me get some real training done before practices, eh?”

And just as soon as his words pitter off, the entire crowd drops to a hush— quiet enough so that they could probably hear it if a pen dropped. 

Sirius’s handsome face— strong jawline, and broad but sharp cheekbones, and a long, narrow nose— goes suddenly ashen, and he flashes over to Remus as if he’s terrified that he’ll bite his face off.

God, what an idiot.

With a long suffering sigh, Remus plucks out the microphone from a slack faced Greengrass’s hand. “We can discuss the regimen afterwards, Black. Just meet me by the front doors and let your mate answer the bloody question.”

Everyone around them falls into laughter that’s caught between uncomfortable chuckles and amazingly amused cackling, but the only person Remus is paying any mind is Sirius, and how he seems to have gone absolutely incandescent, nodding electrically before miming the zip of his lips and gesturing for Potter to carry on.

Jesus help him, Remus has no idea what he’s gotten himself into.

.-

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[musemilitia]

@heterochromatica || reply to (xx)

(HEAVY MANGA SPOILERS IN THIS so proceed with caution if anyone wants to read this and is Anime Only ... but hey, Bri’s rambling again xDD)

Okay but funnily enough I've seen a lot of people that say that Yoichi is also more similar to Shoto character design and Story wise which I find also very interesting because it seems to be a repeating thing that Deku is surrounded and has key points of his live orchestrated with these two types of people? I hope you know what I mean... XD

I haven’t heard / seen people make that comparison but it does make sense. Especially given that Izuku reached out to help Shouto, and encouraged him to use his fire, during a point in his life where he wanted nothing to do with the part of his Quirk that was related to Enji. 

And that being a parallel to the Second reaching out to allow Yoichi.

also like @redriotkiri​ said:

@/heterochromatica tbh Yoichi being more similar to Shouto also makes sense if you look at him and AFO as a parallel to Shouto and Dabi 👀

There is a parallel that can be seen between Yoichi & AFO and Shouto & Dabi.

....But like Hawks said following Uraraka’s speech when 1-A brought Izuku back from his Vigilante solo mission....

“One For All... is a network of power that links people’s hearts.”

I don’t think OFA was ever meant to be a sole person’s Quirk in a sense.. like yes, one person wields it, but 

As it came about when the Second reached out to Yoichi ... but than pretty much every user after the Third? self isolated themself from either their loved ones or society as a whole.

And it’s only now, with Izuku, coming back around to the wielder willing to work with and trust others in a similar way that Yoichi and the Second had with each other. 

Like there’s a heavy theme with Izuku NEEDING to “control his heart”.

But what if that phrase is more meant he “needs to control his emotions” as a whole. Because we know how much Izuku’s emotions drive him, and his actions. And we’ve seen what happens when he completely locks his emotions away (i.e. Dark Deku).

I feel like that’s the reason why Mirio, BY HIMSELF, was able to calm Izuku down long enough for him to get a grasp on his Quirk in Chapter 367.

As opposed to Ochako, when Blackwhip initially unlocked, who WASN’T able to do it herself and required Shinso’s help. Despite her being the “Love Interest” and that is a common trope for the love interest of the main character. 

[jedinightsister]

So uh, my rereading journey sorta kinda got halted a little, but I got back into the swing of things and WEW, another amazing book.

Special shoutout to the folks who replied to my inquiry about the similarities of the novels with the show. Now that I've re-read it, I do see the influences of Eagle Strike and Skeleton Key, but honestly, also of Stormbreaker. I actually think there was more of Stormbreaker on season 2 than in the first.

More of my thoughts, ramblings and whatnot below. Fair warning for those who haven't read the novel because I will take them into account (as well as my murky recollection of the books that will follow and how they all tie in).

My messy, lengthy ass thoughts in no particular order:

(1) I kinda prefer how the book characterized Cray because of the pun/satire that comes with his name, his motives. The comical, outlandishness of it all that comes with a good fun spy fiction. That said, I love how Guy Burt adapted not just Eagle Strike, but Skeleton Key and Stormbreaker's villain origins into a sensible live action portrayal. Instead of being a pop star, Damian became a tech mogul who lost a brother to drugs, which some posts I've read, is a mirroring of General Sarov losing his son. I agree.. And personally, I see Sayle's background focusing on tech and being "friends" with the prime minister is shown thru TV Cray's connections with the US president.

(2) I also prefer how the books characterize Mrs. Jones. She's colder (?) in the novels compared to the show version, but they both care for Alex. And I like that she reveals that side of hers to him gradually.

(3) There's not much notable difference between Blunt on either media lol, he's truly stone cold and honestly, it's part of his appeal. It's also in his name: he's blunt and to the point.

(4) Yassen...ah, my dearest Yassen, I just got excited to pick up Russian Roulette again eventually during my reread of the series haha. He's a truly intriguing character and one thing I love that the show did not kill him off. I always thought that was a waste of his character, but at the same time, one of the things I love about Alex Rider is the deaths. They really ground the series and say, "Hey, this whole spy shit is dangerous as frick".

(5) Smithers. There are barely any things I have issue with the show adaptation, but tbh, this is one of them. Smithers was supposed to be the friendly representation of MI6. I feel like they end up putting that onto Mrs. Jones' characterization instead. I also miss the fun of the gadgets that Alex would receive. The show, for either seasons, didn't show much of that, but I'm really hoping for a new season *fingers crossed there WILL be a new season pls pls* they can look into that.

(6) Sabina. I remember being annoyed with book Sabina, and tbh, I kinda still am lol. The TV show version was so much better IMO. Even the changes into her family's background was an intriguing change, but it works.

(7) John Rider. Oh boy, I won't lie, I was STILL surprised by Yassen's reveal to Alex about his father. Like, I know they worked together, but that prologue with Hunter and Cossack was John and Yassen really threw me off haha. Goes to show how poor my recall is, but I'm so glad I get to re-experience the novels with basically the same intrigue and excitement. xD And this is more of a personal question to myself, no need to answer but feel free to do so if you want, but wasn't John actually an MI6 undercover that infiltrated Scorpia?????? Or is that also something my terrible recall got wrong lol hahaha only time will tell.

(8) Tom. I know that Tom was from the books, but I actually haven't read any of the new stuff yet (Never Say Die & Nightshade). But I just think he's a brilliant addition to the main roster and brings a true balance to Alex. He, along with Jack, is the grounding force, whenever MI6 decides to swoop him away to Big Danger TM.

(9) Jack. I love both portrayals hehe. I think they're also very similar in helping Alex with missions while also keeping a distance and like I said, grounding Alex, so he has that safe space to return to after all the spy BS. I'm reeeaaallly not looking forward to Scorpia Rising (IYKYK)

(10) Kyra. Another excellent addition to the main roster. She doesn't take from the essence of the novels, in fact, adds more to it. She brings techy smarts into the table and, God willing, there be a new season, we see more of her as Alex takes on Scorpia.

(11) okay yeah I realize I haven't keyed down on Alex himself, but I think that deserves an entire post in of itself lmao. I'm just gonna say, after all these years, he hands down remains my favorite fictional character ever and I just wanna hug him and protect him from MI6. Yes, MI6.

[matan4il]

I love that food became the language of love again. We have talked about food before. The way its a metaphor for a love on here. I always joke that I'm hungry after I watch 911. I was never that hungry during S5 lol..

But seriously Bobby's everything he makes for his team/family, Athenas soul food, Maddies meatballs.

Then you had Anna and her weird over abundance of basic food, cakes, salads and muffins. To Taylor's frozen waffles.

Yet here we are , I actually have no clue what Buck was making in the pot because the lasagna is done but I don't care lol. Making them lasagna, dim lighting, boggle playing!!!!

If I don't get Canon Buddie just please writers give me this forever. No more women. I missed this stuff so much after the introduction of Anna.

Hello Nonnie!

Yes, def! I mean, in addition to what we saw in 601, the idea of different forms of food as an expression of love and family ties (or lack thereof) has been a part of the 911 verse going all the way back to Bobby making meals for the 118 as a part of choosing to be more than just their captain, of adopting them as his new family.

"I was never that hungry during S5" OMG, I am grinning like a mad woman right now. XD Def this, and TBH, there are so many ways in which our guys make us hungry, don't they? ;p (sorry, I couldn't help this lame joke)

I like to think that Buck was making something for dessert in that pot, and God only knows how many tries it took him to perfect that. And I ADORE the contrast between how hard he's working to make the food perfect for his Diaz boys, while everything around him is messy, it's exactly how you can tell that this is love, and it's the realest kind of love, where you want to make your loved ones so happy and at the same time, you don't mask who you are from them.

And I'm with you, even if we don't get canon Buddie, as long as we get husbandy Buddie scenes and domestic Buddifer ones, I can still be happy and fill in all of the missing details of how Buck and Eddie will eventually get together myself (or through fic). And it's true, with a show as thinly stretched as 911, where a big chunk of the time is spent on the calls, and the rest has to be split between a big cast, external Love Interests (of any gender) will necessarily come at the expense of Buddifer. So I hope (and tend to believe) the higher ups are taking note of what actually makes viewers happy...

Thank you for this lovely ask, Nonnie! Have a great day! xoxox

(If you’re looking for my ask replies, here is my ask tag! xoxox)

[stranger-who-writes-fiction]

Back at it again with the DC solicits because there have been some neat Super-related announcements recently! And this blog is the only place I can geek out about ‘em at length and in peace. XD

ONWARDS.

Alright, so, first! The stuff I couldn’t grab cover images for! XD

Action Comics will presumably continue to be excellent; the newly solicited issue reveals that Clark is still on Warworld as of July, BUT! I think starting in...June? The backup story will focus on Lois and Steel helping Thao-La back on Earth. Woo!

Dreamer’s making the leap into the DCU for real for real this time, teaming up with...*pause for long sigh over the fact that there’s no ongoing Supergirl title for her to appear in RN* Jon Kent.

A new Elseworlds title starts in July! DC: Mech. Really hoping that this is *actually* Superman-centric, and not just another bait-and-switch Batman story in disguise. *Glares at DKoS*

Aaaand now for the stuff that I COULD grab covers for:

DARK CRISIS: WORLDS WITHOUT A JUSTICE LEAGE - SUPERMAN

So, I’ll be honest, I’m primarily interested in this because Tom King is back at writing Superman, and after Up in the Sky and Woman of Tomorrow, I ABSOLUTELY want to read his take on Jon Kent as a Robin-type figure to Superman. 

Can’t believe I’m gonna pick up a book based solely on the WRITER and not the ART TEAM, what’s this world coming to! XD

...Okay and we’re immediately back to a title that I’m interested in based solely on the art. XD

SUPERMAN: SPACE-AGE #1

I mean, the premise is very cool: Superman aging in real time through the decades, a la Spider-Man: Life Story.

The reason I’m not as gung-ho about the writer side of this is because Russell...kinda dropped the ball with Fantastic Four: Life Story, so. *shrugs*

The real draw (ha, ha) here--for me, at least--is Mike Allred on art, doing a prestige format Superman story. It’s gonna look awesome. 

BATMAN/SUPERMAN: WORLD’S FINEST #5

Nothing revealed in the solicit text honestly, it’s a very vague, “END OF THE FIRST ARC! DRAMATIC THINGS OCCUR!”

Mostly including this because DAN MORA SUPES AND BATS!

And also Robin hitching a ride with Kara and clearly having...a time. XD

So this was kind of a surprise! I’ve not been keeping up with DC vs. Vampires but APPARENTLY--

DC VS. VAMPIRES #7

--will feature a resistance force fighting back the undead hordes, and said resistance includes Batgirl, Green Arrow, and Supergirl!

Not a horror/gore/vampire person, but I’m sure I’ll see some of the pirated Otto Schmidt art that shippers will spread around on twitter.

Not sure if there’s other ‘Super’ stuff necessarily but this is what stood out in the July Solicits this time around.

And NoooOOooow...

Some stuff that isn’t from the solicit but still of note, IMO!

First up, some old news, but good news:

Sampere is the main artist on the Dark Crisis event, and he confirmed that he’ll use the Evely design, if/when Supergirl appears.

WOOOOOOOOO!

Though TBH I’m taking this with a grain of salt--not because I don’t trust the guy actually drawing the book, but because editorial weirdness has resulted in stuff/characters being removed before.

(See: The double page spread from Superman: The Truth wherein Kara was swapped out for Jess in the final art.)

So like, cool, but also...I’ll believe it when I see it.

Alright, now for the FINAL bit of...well. Not news exactly:

TOM. TOM DON’T DO THIS. DON’T TEASE US SO. XD

Okay, anyways. 

Some context: This is a QT reply to a comment left on some Woman of Tomorrow art that King shared recently.

Now, look. I am not suggesting that he’s actually teasing a direct sequel/prequel/midquel/what-have-you to Woman of Tomorrow. 

There’s just. Way too little to go off of, here.

(Bolding that to make it EXTREMELY CLEAR that this tweet really amounts to zero concrete info. About ANYTHING.)

(Also, the comic industry being what it is: Even if there WAS some kind of project--of any kind!--in the works, it can be canned/altered/shelved for any number of reasons.)

(See: the current mess with the WB slate of films and the movie tie-in comics.)  

Anyways.

The ONLY takeaway I’m allowing myself to even be REMOTELY excited about here, is that he’s open to/wants to work with Evely again.

To which I say: I’m in. I’m sold. BRING IT ON, whatever it may possibly one day be.

(...Watch it be, like, a Harley Quinn book, or something. To really test my devotion. XD)

SO IN CONCLUSION: DC is still a veritable sea of Batman titles right now, but! There are cool Superman projects on the horizon! Definitely looking forward to ‘em! 

[lilolilyr]

Tagged by @ongreenergrasses, thank you!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Way over 300! Tho it feels like it's been at 300sth so long by now, it'll be weird to look at once it hits 400 :D

Btw, funny how this tag meme asks for so much stuff that can be looked up by just... looking at my Ao3... without asking for any commentary by me? Lol

Anyhow, rest under the readmore bc this is 20 questions and Long!

Personal post - do not reblog

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

995596 - just a few more ficlets or 1 longer fic, and I've got a Million! Hey, maybe I should try to write one with... 4404? (I'd need to ask a calculator xD) words exactly... not rly a hardship with how many drabble exercises (exact wordcounts, 100 is the most used, I also do 200, 500, longest was 10000 exactly lol) I've already done... we'll see!

Over 400k for this year alone, and over half of that is my actual writing (not translations etc), I'm so proud! Last year I only barely hit 200k and that included a lot of translating work

3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?  

Again, one could look this up in my works filtered - sorted by kudos? But all three of my incubus!jaskier witcher series are in it, part 2 of the series is highest with 1091 kudos, then a Venom halloween oneshot, and 'Belonging', a fluffy snake-crowley piece from my ineffable spouses series (yes, sth with under 1k words - 666 to be exact - is in the top 5... my poor longfics lol)

4. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

...I try to? But atm I have 202 unanswered (and I always click 'mark read' on replies so these are all comments on my own fic) even tho I told myself I'd not let it get past 200, and now I'm doing a tag meme instead of replying to anything so ummmm

Edit: 203 unread now

But I do love love love all the comments I get! And while atm it's still semi-manageable, if it ever gets to the point where I really can't manage to reply to everyone cause it's too much, i'd rly take that as a compliment lol :D I'd still try to reply to the longer and/or more thought through comments tho :)

5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

*thinks* I have an MCD fic? But not only is that very much a case of ~posting a draft version that's barely in complete sentences insgead of taking the time to turn it into a real longfic~, I also just killed off the mlm couple I only semi care about and left the wlw couple with a happy/hopeful (rly don't remember) ending, so... hm idk whether that counts for angsty ending

Apart from that... I dunno, I just prefer my babies to be happy and fluffy? *.* i remember a mirror milippa in the mirrorverse one where in the end Michael is worried about lying to Philippa about her identity... there are some angsty TOG and Gomens ones but I think they end happy-ish (my memory is. Bad. but looking through my 'angst' tag I just saw a lot of h/c and 'angst with a happy ending')

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

They're all happy???!?

7. Do you write crossovers? If so what’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Ahahahahahhahahaahaha

Check this out

I need you to know that all the works in that collection take part in the same universe (or rather, multiverse), and are alltogether just scratching the surface of my gigantic headcanon multiverse that I've been building in my mind since I was like 10

Actual crossovers other than that I don't remember writing

8. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Yeh but I only remember clicking 'delete comment', as it should be

Recently I've just gotten a bunch of 'you Need to continue this' and 'omg why isn't there more' or 'this shouldn't end' type comments, not hate, probably not meant maliciously, but So Annoying (maybe espesh bc I don't want to just hit delete on these, but I also don't want to pretend it's fine, but I also don't have the energy for a fight, and trying to explain why that behaviour is entitled and annoying and that I write what I want to write and nice comments should praise what I actually have written, and hoping that they understand and don't get mad is... hard.)

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Check out my rated E and rated M in my works

Mostly femslash lately, but I did also write other smut in the past

Most is a bit dominant/submissive play, but I do also like good fluffy smut with feelings! Best in combo, really :D

10. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not in the sense of pretending someone else wrote it (that i know of), but posted to other sites without my permission - writing 'don't repost to other sites' etc did Not help, they even copied those tags lol, so I just let it be, choosing my battles wisely etcetc, I'd prefer for my fic not to be cross-posted by others bc then I can't edit or otherwise influence the fic anymore and don't see everyone's reactions to it, but as long as it's not someone pretending they wrote it, I only semi care, not enough to fight it tbh

PSA: I Only post fics to Ao3 (and WIPs/prompt fills to tumblr&discord at times), if you see them somewhere else that's Not Me and you'd do me a favour by checking them out on ao3 and kudosing&commenting there instead :)

11. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yup, one to Russian a while back, a floreleine (Gunpowder Milkshake) one to Korean just today actually, and I translated a bunch to German myself

12. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I made a TOG fic together with @cinnamonplums, well mostly I wrote and she made the art :D

Trying to remember whether I ever actually co-wrote anything... don't think so?

13. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Don't make me choose!!!

Atm Milippa is OTP bc I'm busy writing them for @discoveryfemslashfortnight (this is not a post to reblog for the fortnight), but I'm also still rly into Floreleine, Bering&Wells and Andromaquynh and Andronilynh, and I read a lot of Mirandy lately

All-time favs I'm not rly active in atm but will always be dear to me are the ineffable spouses, clintcoulson, heistwives, gosh so many more I'll stop here tho xD

14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

A Heistwives Kinda Job immediately comes to mind

I also rly want to finish at least one cohesive original-ish storyline for the lverse that I already linked for the crossover question above, but I just have so much backstory (it's been over 10 years!!!) and it's... hard...

And everything else that's still WIP and untouched for more than a few months will probably have the same fate lol

Also have a few that haven't even seen the light of day at all, most recent a Mirandy ~what if Andy had been pregnant when Miranda hired her and how would it change the entire storyline~ bit - I wrote it in bulletpoints in one go as quickly as I could, I know I had the finished product in my mind, I don't remember anything now and don't feel like going through the bulletpoints painstakenly filling in the blanks

15. What are your writing strengths?

Writing one-shots quickly in one go

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

Forgetting everything about a fic if I leave it in a draft for a second too long

17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

There are many ways to go about it, and I think they all work (depending on the fic and the length and relevance of the dialogue)

I tend to leave single sentences as is, and for longer and important sequences use cursive and 'they said in xylanguage'.

18. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

The Hobbit apparently? I remember thinking that fic was so long lol, it's 3k

19. What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to?

Kat/Ana from Reef Break, they have Such Shippable Chemistry, and it would totally fit Kat's player personality to bang both siblings (she's canonically friends with benefits with Ana's half-brother)... but the ship has one (1!) fic on Ao3 *cries*

20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

TOG Andromaquynh longfic In Your Stead has had the title since last year and probably for a while to come! I loved the story idea so much I really worked with several drafts and only! worked on that fic until it was finished so I wouldn't get distracted & forget about it, and the result was wonderful.

Tagging, if you want to do it, @sarah-fiers @purlturtle @cookie-sheet-toboggan @ussjellyfish @onaperduamedee @startrekgeorgiouery @rosalie-starfall @lonely-night @banashee @xvnot15 and everyone else who sees this

Questions to copy:

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 3. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?  4. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? 5. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending? 6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending? 7. Do you write crossovers? If so what’s the craziest one you’ve written? 8. Have you ever received hate on a fic? 9. Do you write smut? If so what kind? 10. Have you ever had a fic stolen? 11. Have you ever had a fic translated? 12. Have you ever co-written a fic before? 13. What’s your all time favorite ship? 14. What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will? 15. What are your writing strengths? 16. What are your writing weaknesses? 17. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic? 18. What was the first fandom you wrote for? 19. What’s a fandom/ship you haven’t written for yet but want to? 20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

[hiddenmangaka]

I a as wondering for idol ASL do u have any story for how the brothers met their sister? Or did they just meet because her dad is her manager?

Thanks so much for liking my ASL!Idol AU!!! (And sorry for the LATEST of replies, I JUST saw this!!! 😭)💚💚💚

For this AU, I actually had the Reader meet them when they were kids through her dad, Shanks. Back then, the Reader was sickly and couldn’t go out a lot. The ASL brothers decided to imitate Reader’s favorite idol unit, and it inspired them to go into the industry

And TBH, I actually have something in the works about it! I hope you look forward to it!!! XD 💚💚💚

@winterseternal

[kuiinncedes]

and you knew what it was

author’s note: i don’t know what the fuck this is i was bored at the beginning of my break lol and i wrote some stuff based on a prompt list and a random number generator that gave me “here, drink this. you’ll feel better” and it kinda like ,, grew ,, into a lot

i’ve been sitting on this first part pretty much completed for a while and i think i want to just post it and i have two other “parts” that are sorta connected and idk yeah lmao they’re in progress rn and hopefully i can finish them soon if i post this one i just feel kinda stuck rn :P anyway idk lol i like this part tho hopefully i don’t change anything massively in the other two that would have to change something here XD

basically 1539 words of shadowhunter!quinntina hurt/comfort (or an attempt at it) maybe like sort of warning for mention of death and injury tbh am i trying too hard to be a ya fantasy writer lmao

title from “you are in love” by taylor swift <3

as always lmk if anyone wants any shadowhunter things to be explained lol :P

***

“Here, drink this,” Tina says, voice shaky and quiet, unsure. “You’ll feel better.” She helps Quinn sit up a little and slowly drink the whole glass of… something.

Quinn wrinkles her nose at the aftertaste coating her tongue and throat. “What was that?” Her shoulders are propped up against her pillow, and she awkwardly tries to situate herself somewhat upright. 

Tina shrugs, setting the cup aside. “Something Mike whipped up. Said it should help your strength and energy a little?” She crosses her arms, lightly gripping the fabric of her shirt at her sides—hugging herself.

“Mike needs to add some sugar or something,” Quinn tries in a joking tone. Tina smiles slightly but won’t really make eye contact with her.

The room falls silent and Quinn watches Tina, recognizes the expression on her face, her defeated posture, her smaller, quiet demeanor. Her outfit—a lot darker than what she’s often in these days, when she’s not in black gear. 

And Quinn remembers a few months ago, when Mercedes had her own complicated encounter with demon poison. She remembers how Tina cares, how she loves, how beautifully, how much. 

“Hey,” she says softly, and Tina finally looks up to meet her eyes. “Mike and the Silent Brothers said I stand a good chance for full recovery, right? So no tears,” Quinn urges gently. 

Tina huffs a light laugh and wipes under her eyes. “No promises,” she says hoarsely. Quinn wiggles her fingers and Tina releases the hand clutching tightly at her side and obligingly takes Quinn’s, who squeezes reassuringly.

Tina keeps sniffling though, and it seems to be getting louder. She covers her mouth with her free hand when Quinn looks over and says quickly, “I’m sorry, I know, sorry, it’s Kurt’s turn to see you anyway, I should go—” and starts to untangle their fingers but Quinn holds fast, squeezing again and she looks into Tina’s tear-filled eyes. 

“Come here,” Quinn says quietly.

“What?”

“Help me lay down, then get in bed with me.”

Tina pauses. “Are you—I don’t know if—”

Quinn smirks a little, starting to push herself back into a horizontal position. “I’m the one who’s injured, and I’m cold and I need my girlfriend close to steal her warmth, okay?”

Tina swallows and nods a little, replies barely above a whisper, “Okay.”

Once Quinn is lying down comfortably, Tina climbs under the blanket, facing her. Quinn tucks a strand of black hair behind her ear, wiping some of Tina’s still-coming tears as she retracts her hand. 

Tina holds her wrist, lightly, almost only with the tips of her fingers, and presses a soft kiss to her palm. She lets out a slight chuckle. “Shouldn’t I be the one taking care of you?”

Her tone is lighthearted but bitter and Quinn brushes her fingers through Tina’s hair. Her eyelids flutter, half closed, and she releases a small, comforted breath.

“You’ve definitely already done a fair amount of taking care of me. And I’m fine,” Quinn assures, and she really is fine, aside from the fact that she just missed a few days being knocked out from the worst kind of demon poison and she’s still feeling the effects of that, probably will be for a while, but that’s getting out of her system now, and with its complete departure her strength (and ability to move without pain) should also return, if Silent Brother healing magic and knowledge is to be trusted. “On the other hand, you look like you haven’t slept in days.” And knowing Tina, it’s all too possible that she hasn’t.

Tina shrugs a little. “Maybe.”

“Do I need to call Kurt in here to tell me?”

“Fine,” Tina grumbles halfheartedly. “I haven’t.”

But do you blame me? is her unasked—and unanswered—question. 

(Quinn doesn’t.)

Quinn tilts her chin forward a little to kiss Tina’s nose gently. “Go to sleep,” she says.

“Here? I shouldn’t—Kurt wants to see you,” Tina starts and Quinn shushes her again.

“Yes, here. Kurt will live without it, he knows I’m okay.” And Quinn knows Kurt is okay, and presumably will understand Tina staying for longer if he’s been around her the past few days. 

She just hopes—knows, really—that Kurt has helped Tina, that they help each other. They’ve always been close on account of being the two who could always be found awake in the latest hours of night, talking to each other and recently, working on designs and drawings together.

But it’s still different right now, for these past few days, and Quinn thinks that if either of them slept at all, it wasn’t much. Especially Tina. Kurt had the parabatai bond’s assurance while Quinn’s been out. Tina had Kurt’s assurance, but it still couldn’t have been as good as knowing it herself. And at night, Kurt had the bond as an extra layer of assurance when he went to sleep, but Tina didn’t, and Quinn knows how Tina’s worry keeps her up sometimes, and how she sometimes chooses energy runes instead when she knows something is weighing on her mind too much for her to sleep.

“You need sleep, love,” Quinn whispers, and she feels the resistance fade from Tina’s body. She pulls her closer, tucking Tina’s head under her chin.

“I missed you,” Tina says with a small gasp, voice cracking a little in desperation. “I’m so sorry.” Quinn can feel her tears on her collarbone and she hates it—hates that she’s the reason Tina’s crying and she can’t do anything about it because she was unconscious and on the verge of death for three days and then the Silent Brothers kept people away for a few more and Tina didn’t know how she was for a week, and Quinn really just woke up again and she’s mostly fine and she feels fine but Tina hasn’t slept for days and Quinn understands.

“It’s not your fault. And I won’t ever leave you,” Quinn promises. 

“You can’t say that for sure.” 

“Shh,” Quinn breathes, thinking about both statements. Tina’s right, she can’t say it for sure, and she knows that. With their life and what they do every day, it’s the most unsure thing in the world. Even just a week ago, she could’ve died if the demon’s stinger had gone in a little higher, she could’ve died if there were any more of them left, she could’ve died if Tina wasn’t there. Tina could’ve died if Quinn wasn’t there. (Would have, a voice in the back of her head creeps in, less than a breath, and she suppresses the shiver that it brings.)

But if Quinn has any control over it at all, it will be true. She tells Tina as much. “I won’t leave you,” she says again, quietly but as vehemently as she can, and Tina relaxes a tiny bit in her arms. 

And then for the other thing. “And there’s no way it’s your fault, okay?”

“If I wasn’t so fucking careless, you would be fine—”

“You didn’t push me into a demon’s stinger, did you?” Quinn continues to run her fingers through Tina’s hair. “You didn’t take its poison and inject it into my body. And you were killing the other ones. We could both be dead if you weren’t, okay?” Her tone is more blunt than probably necessary and she brushes Tina’s temple slightly in apology.

Tina burrows her face deeper and Quinn knows she’s winning, if only because Tina’s tired. But she needs her to know…. “It would never be your fault,” Quinn whispers. “Ever. Tell me you know that.”

After a second, Tina nods. “Yeah,” she says in a small voice. “Okay.”

Quinn can tell Tina isn’t completely convinced, but it’s a conversation for another time, another day when Tina isn’t running on a ridiculously small amount of sleep and probably an unhealthy number of energy runes, and only just coming down from the emotional rollercoaster of the past week. 

Quinn presses a kiss to the top of Tina’s head. “Go to sleep, love,” she says again. 

“Wake me up if I hurt you,” Tina breathes, on the cusp of sleep. 

Quinn smiles, runs her hand up and down Tina’s arm. “You won’t,” she promises, voice hushed.

It’s a testament to just how exhausted Tina must be that her breathing evens out within a few seconds, and her body is still and loose from exhaustion, mind finally quieted, for now, close to Quinn and reassured, and Quinn continues to rub her girlfriend’s arm gently and thinks.

She thinks about the word she just used—twice, and for the first time. Not the first time in her head, but the first time out loud. But unlike countless other times when she’s questioned her decisions and even after so many that have hurt her, so many choices that have led her astray—led her heart astray… she knows it’s right this time. Now, here, in her room, in the Institute that changed her life for the better, her family within the building’s glamoured walls, next to the one person she would always want to be next to, she doesn’t need to question it. And she closes her eyes and follows Tina into a hopefully peaceful sleep.