#hopefully not going to put on my clown wig

[letshareapapou]

He's judging you.

[rcmclachlan]

OK hear me out *puts on clown make up* Oliver saying in the past about wanting something like Tarlos *puts on wig* Tarlos had an out of nowhere break up (to do with a home and panicking/self-sabotage) that was resolved by a big disaster and hospitalisation. So what I'm saying is *puts on nose* Crash. That. Helicopter. (I'm not in denial at all)

I started watching 911LS like a month ago, so I wasn't part of the fandom during the breakup, but I think everyone knew it was going to be resolved because Rafael Silva was still part of the main cast. This... doesn't feel like that.

That said, I'm putting on a very tasteful clown wig (pastels, baby) because I'm still keeping a little pocket square of hope in my jacket that this is temporary and something (like a helicopter crash!) brings them back together. Hopefully with the help of a much better writer, because woof.

[midnight-laundry]

wrote this on twitter but i figure i should put my meta on the meta website

been thinking about the last episode’s title, and how this could apply to edizzy/steddyhands. warning: i’m very confidently wearing my clown makeup and wig and shoes and nose so buckle in.

where edizzy stand rn, it makes sense to want them to end things and move on, but does that really address the source of their dysfunction? when you’re young or just starting to understand relationships, it can feel like the best thing to do is end things whenever they’re no longer easy or supplying you with as much dopamine as it used to. but as you get older, and hopefully more mature, it could become more likely that you’ll look inward instead.

obviously, there’s a line between actual awful abusive relationships that should absolutely end, and flawed relationships where the ppl in them lost their way and stopped trying as hard. i’ve seen some ppl argue that izzy in the relationship IS abusive (i don’t agree, obviously, esp with ed as the one with the power between the two of them) but viewing their interactions and the way they’re familiar with each other, i really don’t believe that.

these two are in a dysfunctional spot when we meet them, “discomfort in a married state” “trouble in paradise” and so on.

ed is tired of blackbeard, tired of the role he plays and the life he’s built. but the show doesn’t try to tell us that /izzy/ is the reason life has gotten like this for them. it makes it clear that this ennui is a result of ed’s own unhappiness and restlessness.

piracy has gotten boring, he’s tired of the grind, of the constant planning and scheming. for ed, it feels easier to glomp onto this new guy and to run away to china. but better metas than this one have delineated why that wouldn’t have solved his issues, and the edstede relationship would’ve blown up eventually, either by ed becoming bored once again, or stede resenting that he left piracy after his “career” had barely even begun.

izzy has his own plethora of issues he needs to face, too. while he could leave ed and find another captain, what would stop him from repeating the same mistakes he did with ed? dedicating his life to one person, devotion without reciprocation, lashing out when the person doesn’t live up to the be-pedestaled image iz has in his mind?

what if, instead, edizzy can find a way to actually… change… for the better? what if izzy sees a different way forward than just “the only retirement we get is death” and is allowed the space and safety to find it? what if ed is given the chance to figure out who he actually is and what he wants, if he were to understand why he feels so restless in the first place?

could they learn to see each other as a whole complete person? not as just a loyal dog (izzy) or a wrathful god (ed) but as a lover, a partner, a confused man trying to make sense of the cards they’ve been dealt?

stede will have to go on his own empathy journey, but I’d love to see edizzy figure it out without stede. there’s still something there, these two built a life and it must’ve worked for a while for them. i think there’s still something there worth salvaging.

because “wherever you go, there you are” and learning to be better to each other would be how they can get somewhere else, because then they’d be /someone/ else. and what better way to fix their mistakes than with the person they’d initially made them with? i don’t know if this makes sense but: tl;dr edizzy should fix their relationship bc it seems to fit the show’s thesis of “talking it through” and dismantling previous notions of “how things are done”

edizzy are salty sea dogs but could still learn new tricks. and also djenks should give us steddyhands as justice for all the sad pirate threesomes that never came to be

[chanstopher]

not me putting on my clown wig and makeup and hoping that chan would remember hello stranger when he said that he was not going to do connected but a different song and hopefully it is a song that we know and will along to as well - helloskz non

its ok to dream u never know

[tickle-page]

Hello!! Would you mind writing a fic where koga is getting gang tickled by the characters from enstars (whoever is the lers is definitely up to you)? hehehe, have a nice day!! I just read your hcs from your old account about koga and I love it so much, I wish to see more XD P.S. no foot tickling if possible hehe (not really my cup of tea)

A/N: You are absolutely the best anon, my first ever ask on this acc!! I’ll try my best to make it to ur liking, promise.😌 Have a nice day too!! Feel free to ask for more prompts if u have any left.

Truth or Dare Tickle

Summary: Koga’s roomate, Tatsumi, decided to invite his group over to hangout for the night. It was suppose to be a simple game of Truth or Dare, but what followed made the white haired men wish he didn’t stay.

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“Truth or dare…. Koga!” Tatsumi pointed at him, which only led the latter to roll his eyes and sigh. Honestly, why did he choose to stay here out of all people?!

“Ugh, why me?” Koga leaned his head back, making the others get slightly annoyed by him.

“Listen, you chose to be here. No one forced you to stay.” How much Koga hates to admit it, but Aira was right. He did in fact choose them over his annoying friends.

“It was this, or go to Adonis’s house w/ his three annoying older sisters who pins you down and put make up on you.” Koga blushed at the memories of Adonis’s older sisters grabbing the white haired’s arms, stretching them above his head. While the oldest sat on his waist, squeezing his chin with her hand, as she desperately put lipstick all over his mouth, getting some around it to where it touches his ears. At this point, he looked like a clown which was now on the girl’s lock screen on their phone. Though, he shrugged the memory off, answering with a “Dare.”

“Ok, I…dare…you…to… Wax your armpits!!” Tatsumi exclaimed, as he jolted up to get the oddly placed wax strips that was just chilling in his dresser “unexpectedly”.

Koga never once waxed any part of him, let alone let people put the strips on, so he doesn’t know how he’ll react to people touching his… armpits. From past experience with his parents, he already known he was ticklish, just a subtle scratch gets him cackling. He managed to hide his ticklishness since he entered the school, so hopefully he won’t wig out and cause a scene… He’s really hoping he won’t do that.

Koga took off his shirt, making him blush tenfold because his current situation was really embarrassing. He never showed this much skin, even just walking around his parents’ house, only when he’s at the beach or the pool. It’s not that it’s making him uncomfortable, he’s just not use to all of…this. “Alright, let’s get this thing over with already.”

“It’s better if you like lay on the ground while Aira and Hiiro pins ur arms above your head.” Tatsumi tried not to sound intimidating or sadistic, if you wanna call it that.

This made Koga blush madly, “What?! Why?!”

“Because your just gonna pussy out, and your gonna start jumping and wiggling if we don’t pin you down like I said.”

Koga was hesitant, but he didn’t wanna whimp out making the others think he’s some type of quitter, so he obliged.

Aira pinned his left arm, and Hiiro pinned his right arm, Mayoi was just watching patiently because he had no role that was assigned to him, while Tatsumi sat on his stomach, “wohohw, Your growing a jungle under there, Tarzan.” Tatsumi laughed, while opening up the wax strips, placing them both on his outstretched hollows, causing Koga to jump, but he had enough stigma to keep down his giggles.

“Omg! Would you hurry up?! And don’t call me Tarzan! Not my fault I’m way more manly then all of you combined.”

Tatsumi made sure the strip was plastered on tightly by scratching up and down with his index knuckle, creating enough pressure to tape it down some more. “Watch it, or I’m gonna make this into the most excruciating pain you have ever experienced.”

By doing God knows what with Tatusmi’s knuckle, Koga giggled. Wether it was from being nervous of the pain he was about to endure, or the constant tickling on both of his armpits, in which Tatsumi was oblivious to. He was persuading his mind that it was bc of the pain he was about to feel. “Ohhohohohokay, huhurry-AH!“ He screamed after Tatsumi picked one corner up on both strips and just yanked them off without any warning.

The sniggers alone set the four men off. Did Koga really just giggle? Only one way to find out. Mayoi just had to get the answer, “Koga… did that tickle you?”

Damnit, they figured him out already, what’s he gonna do now? A. Lie? B. Kick and run? C. Tell the truth? Or D. Stay silent? There’s only one obvious right answer to this question and it’s, “Have you guys ever heard of nervous titters? I was nervous about Tatsumi pulling off the strip. Now let me up because my armpits are all soar now, thanks to a certain somebody.” Koga glared.

“I’m not buying it,” Mayoi skittered his fingers in the latter’s now red, soar, bare armpits. “Your basically saying that this doesn’t tickle you? Well, by the constant giggling, begging, and jumping, your proving your accusation to be false.”

“Alrihihihight! Fine, Ihihihihi’m ticklish, leheheheht mehehehe up now!!” Koga scrounged and begged, but his pleads seems to be invalid to the three remaining lers. Aira didn’t wanna be a part of the tickling, so he let go of Koga’s wrists, making Hiiro take his place while he was in a cradle position, wanting to leave, but didn’t know where to go or how to without someone asking him why he’s leaving.

“Awww, this is too much valid information I can save for later~” Mayoi squeezed his sensitive ribs, while Tatsumi used his blunt nails to tickle his bare sides.

“Plehehehehehase!! Stahahahahp, I get tihihihickled way too much!! Ihihi’m tired ohohohohof it!” Koga’s ribs started to get red due to the various direct tickling that was taking place there.

Hiiro wanted in on the action, sitting on his pinned wrists to drill his index fingers in his exposed armpits. Somehow, this tickled way more than just scratching the hollows. Koga really wish this ended soon, if not, now.

“Wow~ you are really ticklish! This will be a delight finding out your death spot. Considering your already this jumpy.” Hiiro laughed.

God, Koga didn’t want them finding it out, but it is so fucking obvious. How can he hide his death spot if it’s right there in the open for the world to see? He’s gotta think of something that’ll either distract them, or push them off. His best bet is to distract them because he’s way too weak when he’s tickled to just pull them off. He’s gotta think smart and rational, though he can’t really think at all with Tatsumi’s constant thumb drilling on his waist, plus Mayoi was way too close to his death spot, making his head all fuzzy and hot. Tatsumi started to rub roughly on his sides, creating a system like he was fondling dough. Koga’s soft skin making it more ticklish every second of every rub he creates. His use to be white skin is now as red as a sunburn. His smooth and slick flesh now roughy after the hard rubbing that was just being processed on his sides. All that could be heard on their floor was the loud cackles and laughs from the always stoic character.

How no one came to check up on them was unknown. Koga didn’t care though, he just wanted the tickling to be over with.

Mayoi crawled over to his legs sitting on his knees, scratching the parts where his hips meets his thighs, like the center crevice area. Kneading the attacked area, making the latter cackle, increasing his movements and possibly strength. “STAHAHAHAHHAAH—STOP!! GOHOHOD I HATE THIHIHIIIS SO MUCH!!!”

“But we love the sound of your laughter.” Thanks to Hiiro’s position he has the upper half, from his armpits to his ears. And he loves exploiting that area, giving him a ticklish wet willie, holding his head back, scratching his adams apple and the sides of his neck. “I can’t tell if your neck’s red because of the tickling or ur blushing because of the tickling. Hahahaha.”

“Ohohohohokay, please stohohohohp. Hahahahhave mercy!! MERCY!!!” Koga screamed after his death spot was violated by Tatsumi’s ruthless fingers. With 5 fingers scratching up and down, while the other 5 traced the outline of his abs. Aira was just blushing at the scene from the beginning, wanting to escape, but was intrigued by Koga’s reactions.

“GUYS!! GUHUHUHUYS STOP!!! PLEASE, PLEHEHEHEHASE!!! ENOHOHOHOUGH!! I’M SERIOUS!!!” There was tears coming out of his eyes like a waterfall, telling the others that it was time to stop.

“*Sigh* You… guhuhuys… suck ass! Never do thahhat again.” Koga panted with remaining giggles spilling out.

“Ok, ok, but your laugh was too cute!!” Mayoi squealed like a little girl who was just gifted a small puppy on Christmas.

Koga got rid of the rest of the giggles, planning long and hard on his strategy of getting revenge on anyone who tickled him. Starting with the one who initiated it…

[unzip-your-guts]

I first got interested when I was 16 but in this past year (23 now) I've finally been able to get dolls!

The fingertip dreamland cyclops bjds and blue citrus bjd with her tongue sticking out. I'm currently trying to sculpt a bjd based off the fingertip dreamland ones bc the only ones avaliable now are recasts. Blue citrus is a grail I never think I'll own

I tend to gravitate towards more realistic dolls to customize myself with kind of a gloomy/otherworldly ambience, elfgutz was and is a huge inspiration to me. I do occassionally fall in love with fullest anime dolls tho, I currently have a shark yuyuko ryou doll I bought fullset and I'm in love with tinyfox's zombie messenger doll.

I like the 1/4 dolls, the 1/3 are a bit too big for my tastes and space, I do have a 1/6 doll on order I'm also planning to work on. I can't imagine going much smaller than that though.

Tbh right now I'm just kinda going for whatever is most affordable and nice looking, though I'd love to get a doll chateau doll one day, they're so weird and unique!

Resin, I don't have much expierence with vinyl and it doesn't appeal to me much. My two 3D printed dolls are PLA plastic, I want to reprint Gavi either with skin colour plastic or just go straight to skin coloured resin because the chipping around his joints is noticeable and the paint tends to stick :// hopefully when I get him proper clothes it won't be so noticeable

Yep! My little 3D printed rabbit Pierrot that was made with dollightfull's bjd rabbit pattern!

Honestly, despite his shortcomings I adore Gavi, I put nearly a year of effort in printing him, sanding him, painting and sculpting, he's so expressive, I want to make improvements when I have the money (goals rn are a better wig and clothes I like) I'm so proud of what I accomplished with him and I impressed myself with my skill.

I don't base my dolls off any specific OCs or anything, but I do have an idea of their personalities and background as I'm making them. Gavi has cyberpunk alien hacker vibes who knows more than he'd say. Pierott is an acrobatic shy clown. I feel like the dolls I make by hand have more fleshed out characters than ones I buy.

I haven't and I don't know much about them, but I'd love to go and take my dolls! Find them clothes, ogle dolls that are wayyyy too expensive, it sounds fun!

I find photography difficult, the main part I find myself enjoying is pictures of the process so I can track my progress, I find posing the dolls and taking pictures difficult and I don't really have the patience, so I'm happy to just look at them on the shelf :).

No I haven't, I'm very protective of my dolls and even when I was leaving for school I considered bringing one but elected to leave them at home, the only reason I'd travel with one would be for a meet up or convention right now.

My grail as I mentioned is blue citrus, but since I highly doubt I'll ever find one I do have a bucket list of dolls I'd like to make. I've had this cyclops girl in mind for years, she'd have purple skin and a Harajuku/pastel goth type style. Part of my difficulty is I'd like her to be a chubby doll and the "chubby" dolls that are avaliable on market either don't match hpw I envision her or are just not the kind of chubby I want. I want her to have broader shoulders, thick thighs, a tummy, and larger breasts. I'm hoping in the future my girlfriend, who is way better at 3D modeling than I am, can help me make her or I'd commission someone to design her and then I'd print her in resin. I also have an idea for a TV head doll who'd have kind of a punk schoolgirl aesthetic, when I have the money I'd love to buy a body for her. Originally I wanted to get an angelphilia body for her but the resin bodies in the type I want are difficult to get my hands on, so I've been looking at more widely avaliable brands with similar body types I'd use and have a few in mind.

The cyclops doll, most of my other ideas are pretty attainable but she will require the most work, it would be awesome just to have her base so I could start making her

My piece of advice would be take your time, watch lots of videos, and check out independent shops! Jane's Dolland has a lot of cool heads and bodies for fairly cheap prices! Definitely check your sources and make sure that whoever you're buying from is trustworthy, but don't be afraid to go beyond the usual places hobbyists will tell you to check out, you can find some super cool stuff if you dig around!

BJD 15 Questions

I remember these were popular on tumblr a while back but since I haven’t seen one in a while I decided to make my own. I made them with BJDs and similar dolls like DDs in mind but feel free to use these prompts to talk about any type of doll! You can also skip any question you don’t have an answer for.

If you post on your own blog please tag with ‘BJD 15 questions’ so I can see your answers! You can also do it on Instagram or Twitter if you like.

1. When did you get into the hobby? Do you remember the reason?

2. Related, what was one of the first dolls you remember seeing? (A photo or in person)

3. Do you have a ‘type’ of doll you gravitate towards or do you like a bit of everything?(ie general look, size, ambience)

4. Do you like bigger or smaller dolls? How big/small is your limit?

5. Do you have a favourite company? What do you like about them?

6. Do you have a preference for resin, vinyl or other?(ie ABS and other plastics)

7. Do you still have your first doll?

8. Gush about your favourite doll.

9. Do you prefer dolls based on existing characters (official or custom), dolls based on your original characters, or dolls that are just dolls?

10. Have you ever been to a doll/BJD focussed convention (eg Doll’s Party, IDoll, Doll Show, Resin Rose, L Doll, Dollism, PNW BJD Expo, Melbourne BJD Emporium etc). Would you like to? Which seems most interesting to you based on what you know?

11. How important is the photography side of the hobby to you? Do you enjoy photography and sharing photos or do you like to keep things to yourself?

12. Have you ever travelled with a doll? Would you like to?

13. What’s your grail doll? If you don’t have one, do you have a ‘bucket list’ hobby wish - something you really want to be able to do/make/experience one day?

14. A magic doll fairy appears and decides to grant you a wish. She can make the type of (non-existent) doll you wish existed finally exist in reality. What is it?

15. What’s your piece of advice for a newbie?

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 336: The U.A. Traitor Sends Their Regards

Previously on BnHA: All Might was all “hey kids, so I was thinking it might be a good idea to train a bit before this final battle that’s coming up soon.” Class 1-A was all, “wow All Might, what a fantastic idea, we never would have thought of that on our own, and also PLEASE TAKE NOTE OF OUR SARCASM.” Kacchan was all, “hey, I know I made that longass speech apologizing to Deku and expressing my sincere remorse and vowing to have his back no matter what, but I would appreciate if everyone could just sort of ignore all that and continue to respect my tough guy posturing.” AFO was all “okay guys, no need to panic, we’re just gonna sit tight until I hopefully get some of my quirks back, and in the meantime I’m gonna call in a favor from an old friend. :)” Hagakure was all, “U.A. Traitor Time? U.A. TRAITOR TIME.”

Today on BnHA: omg I don’t even want to put anything in the description here because everything in this chapter caught me COMPLETELY UNAWARES and I don’t want to accidentally ruin it for anyone else. but I mean. IF YOU KNOW YOU KNOW. lol where did I put that clown wig.

look at me reading this chapter while running on 3 hours of sleep after a long workday!! this is in no way a good idea lol, but the good news is the part of my brain that’s in charge of making smart decisions for my personal health has LONG since fallen asleep at the wheel, so we doin’ this! brace yourself for a shitload of typos and run-on sentences but WE ARE GO

(ETA: SLEEP-DEPRIVED ME WASN’T EVEN REMOTELY PREPARED FOR ANY OF THIS SHIT LMAO.)

also just as a side note, I shored up my spoiler containment field this week after everything that happened last time, so I am pleased to say that I have absolutely no idea what to expect today and haven’t even seen the popularity poll results yet. and speaking of said poll I don’t really have any predictions for that except for “BAKUGOU #1, DUH”

(ETA: AT LEAST SOME THINGS ARE STILL CERTAIN IN THESE CRAZY TIMES.)

oh my gosh it really is so great to see Deku happy

All Might too for that matter. look at them. so wholesome. how can we sustain this for them

(ETA: we really can’t, lol.)

AHHHHHH BROOOOOOOOO

HAHAHA OMG IT’S AMAZING AS ALWAYS

DON’T LET THE DOOR HIT YOU ON THE WAY OUT, SHINDOU!! JAPANESE FANDOM REDEMPTION ARC?? NATURE IS HEALING

RODYYYYYY. omg. I know I said I was gonna post my thoughts on movie 3 and I SWEAR I WILL... SOMEDAY, lol. I wrote down my initial impressions all haphazardly but I do have them, they’re not going anywhere. just a matter of me getting the time and spoons. anyways but in the meantime let me just tell you guys with full candidness that I went into the movie with the vague, unfounded concern that he was possibly going to annoy me. like, idk, all of the promo materials and interviews and trailers and such just didn’t really sell me on him at all. so I really wasn’t expecting much from him. but THAT SAID, it is my distinct pleasure to inform you all that I WAS WRONG, and he really is just as awesome as everyone said he was, and he completely won me over. EVERYTHING YOU HAVE HEARD IS TRUE. we respect and stan Rody in these streets

anyway and so IT IS GOOD TO SEE YOU BOY, and thank you so much for making the bad man go away. I SEE YOU TRYING TO PEEK AROUND THE CORNER, SHINDOU. YOU DON’T GET TO INVADE THE COLOR SPREAD WITH YOUR SMUG, BORING AURA THIS YEAR. GO ON, GET OUT OF HERE

moving on, SHINSOU!!! A.K.A. SHINDOU WITH TWO S’S -- NO, DAMMIT SHINDOU, I WASN’T CALLING YOU, I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE. anyway but look at Shinsou. here. in this panel. which is the most screentime he’s gotten since the JT arc. fandom is trying their hardest to send Horikoshi a message here lmao

PRESENT MIC IS HERE TO REMIND ME OF WHY I DIDN’T TRY TO PREDICT ANYTHING THIS YEAR LMAO. but you are a very welcome presence. you and your giant pigeon thing here. I know it’s a parrot lol but I mean, look at it

“HOW CAN I MAKE A SHEEP MANLY” Horikoshi sighs, deeply regretting his choice for Deku’s spirit animal. BUT LOOK AT YOU! YOU FOUND A WAY!

BAKUGOU WITH THE WOLF!! STANDING THERE ALL SOLEMN AND COOL LIKE JON FUCKING SNOW. YOU HAD SUCH A GREAT YEAR AND YOUR CONTINUED REIGN WAS NEVER IN DOUBT. ANYWAY BUT I’LL STOP SHOWERING YOU WITH PRAISE NOW BEFORE IT GOES TO YOUR HEAD. LOOK AT YOU POSITIONED SO CLOSE TO DEKU AND SLIGHTLY IN FRONT OF HIM ALL PROTECTIVELY AS BOTH OF YOU STAND VIGILANT OF THE APPROACHING THREAT. I LOVE YOU BOTH SO MUCH OH MY GOODNESS

SHOUTO AS A SNOW LEOPARD OMG. THE ICE CONNECTION WHILE KEEPING IT IN THE CAT FAMILY. I’M SO HERE FOR IT

IIDA’S SPIRIT ANIMAL BEING A FUCKING HORSE IS SENDING ME SO HARD FOR SOME REASON LMAO. I MEAN IT MAKES SENSE, HORSES ARE FAST I GET IT LOL, BUT IT’S JUST THAT EVERYONE ELSE SHOWED UP READY FOR A FIGHT, AND HERE YOU ARE ALL SET FOR THE WORLD EQUESTRIAN GAMES OMG. I’M SO HAPPY YOU MADE THE TOP TEN THIS YEAR AFTER YOUR BIG MOMENT

SOMEONE PLEASE INFORM KIRISHIMA THAT THERE ARE CERTAIN SITUATIONS IN WHICH IT IS ACCEPTABLE AND DARE I SAY EVEN PRUDENT TO ACTUALLY WEAR A SHIRT INTO BATTLE. EVEN THE KID WITH THE FIRE QUIRK IS DRESSED FOR THE SNOWY WEATHER, KIRI. LOVE THE TORTOISE THOUGH

SO GLAD TO SEE HAWKS HERE AFTER HE LOWKEY BECAME THE BEHIND-THE-SCENES NUMBER ONE HERO AND HAD THAT AMAZING FLASHBACK CHAPTER. WE’LL JUST PRETEND THE LAST TEN MONTHS OF HIM DOING NOTHING BUT IGNORING PHONE CALLS WHILE RIDING SHOTGUN WITH JEANIST DIDN’T HAPPEN LOL

LAST BUT NOT LEAST, AIZAWA AND HIS SPIRIT ANIMAL, THE GIANT FUCKING CAT. NO WONDER MIC’S PARROT LOOKS SO NERVOUS

“THANK FUCK I DON’T HAVE TO BOTHER TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WTF SHINDOU’S SPIRIT ANIMAL WOULD HAVE BEEN” I KNOW, RIGHT?? ANYWAY SORRY YOU GUYS, I PROMISE I’VE GOT IT ALL OUT OF MY SYSTEM NOW. NO MORE SHINDOU DISSES SO LONG AS HE PROMISES TO NEVER SHOW HIS STORE BRAND HANDSOME FACE EVER AGAIN AS LONG AS I LIVE. BUT ANYWAYS OKAY LET’S MOVE ON NOW

OH FUCK YES LOL HAVE AT IT KIDS

lol I have an essay I’ve been working on for like four fucking months about Bakugou and Deku and the current status of their relationship, and each week I tell myself that this is the week I finally finish and post it, and each week I continue to fail to do so. and one of these days Horikoshi is just gonna get to it before I do and then WHAT WILL BE THE POINT OF ALL THAT HARD WORK. anyway so maybe this chapter will be the kick in the pants I so desperately need lol. “BAKUGOU’S DEVELOPMENT!!” lol oh fuck

also he’s fighting without his gauntlets. KACCHAN I TOOK A SCREENCAP AND I’M POSTING IT IN MY RECAP. PROOF POSITIVE THAT YOU DON’T EVEN NEED THOSE STUPID THINGS. PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD AND EVERYONE LOL

(ETA: actually, given that he had a practical reason for wearing the winter costume, it wouldn’t surprise me if he wasn’t wearing the gauntlets on purpose so that he can do some conditioning/strength training, since he has to get used to the more powerful explosions. the gauntlets reduce his quirk’s impact on his arms, so taking them off is kind of like forcing himself to acclimate to the upgrade without any help. so yeah, I'm already bracing myself for him bringing them back later even though he really does look so much better without them sob.)

oh my gosh look at him bragging about how he figured out how to make little globs of sweat that he can detonate all at once together lol. we really didn’t need to know the disgusting insider details of your badass new move my sweet sweaty son

(ETA: this is actually so much exposition from him, though. he just couldn’t wait to tell Deku all about his awesome new move and how it works. “are you listening, nerd?? write that down in your shitty notebooks!!” Kacchan you know he actually will lol.)

omg. does this mean that his winter suit will officially be his go-to moving forward?? IS THIS THE DAY ALL MY DREAMS COME TRUE

“that’s nice Kacchan I’m gonna go pay attention to Todoroki now” HEY --

lol okay I scrolled down and actually, I get it

“is it just me or has he gotten way hotter” damn Deku keep it in your pants this is a children’s manga. really trying to make Kacchan jealous there huh

anyway so Shouto says his left side has finally caught up with his right, which, !! lol well okay then! nice of you to give us a heads up on that frankly huge development

wait, what does he mean make both halves into one. does he mean like internally, so he can regulate his temperature and use both quirks freely with no side effects? or is there some new special move he’s come up with that he’s teasing us with right now? except I thought we already had the combo ice+fire move; isn’t that what he used on Soda Sam way back when?

and just like we all expected, the transition into plot exposition is coming from none other than Kaminari fucking Denki lol

“that’s good stuff, Kami. and meanwhile I’ll sit here and play the audience stand-in” thank you Mineta

“AND GIGANTOMACHIA IS STILL SEDATED AND CONFINED” oh hey cool, I had been wondering about that. thank you very much for that update, Kamikoshi

lol and so is this where they’re keeping Machia then?

or is this their makeshift training area? it looks like it’s in the middle of nowhere though, so yeah I’m going with Secret Gigantomachia Prison

omg Kacchan was listening in. better that than watching his boyfriend continue to make googly eyes at his other boyfriend I guess

“listen up Dunce Face why don’t you just sit back and leave the exposition to the pros” damn Kacchan he was doing his best you know

omg now Momo’s chiming in. “couldn’t help but overhear you guys talking about smart things without me, so if you don’t mind...” by all means!!

I literally had to scroll back to the previous panel to see what Jirou was complaining about lol. I’ve officially become desensitized to Kacchan-speak. anyways but yes Momo, to your point of “btw the last time Tomura wasn’t at full power and he still kicked our asses if I recall” ayep

honestly, this is why I’ve been saying that your best bet is to just let him come to you guys though. you don’t know where to find him, but he does know where to find you. which would be bad news except that it means you get to decide the location of the final battle. he chooses the time, but you get to choose the place. so why not on your home turf where you know the terrain and can plan ahead, I say

“LET ME GET IN ON THIS STRATEGY TALK TOO I’M THE FUCKING MAIN CHARACTER YOU GUYS” our bad, Deku

um, but also,

the hell you are lol

HAHA

Iida shamed Deku into a lil black cloud. I have no idea what’s happening but I’m here for it

(ETA: did he smoosh Deku’s hair into his face with that headchop lol.)

man will you kids please stop being adorable so I can stop having to post every single panel of you all

I could have easily just summarized what Deku and Iida just said, but then I wouldn’t get to post this unbearably cute scene of Ochako blushing while Iida bigs her up with Tsuyu being all “yep it’s true you were a badass” and leaning in grinning like two inches away from her face

lmao Kaminari drinking his water and finishing up the speech as if he’s the one who made all of these excellent points

it’s tough being the protagonists, kids. always gotta keep your guard up and be ready for whatever the villains are scheming next. AND ON THAT NOTE...

holy shit. TRAITOR THINGGGGGGGS

-- OH MY GOD I SCROLLED DOWN AN INCH TOO FAR AND CAUGHT THE TOP OF THE FOLLOWING PAGE ALONG WITH THE REST OF THIS PAGE, OH FUCK

IN OTHER WORDS I SAW THE TOP OF THIS NEXT PANEL HERE, AND THE UNMISTAKEABLE FOREHEAD OF THE PERSON SHE’S TALKING TO AHHHHHHHHHH

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

HOLY SHIT??!

LOL WHAT

BROOOOOO

LOL FOREVER OMFG??! NO FUCKING WAY, I HAD IT BACKWARDS??

HAGAKURE OMFG

OMG. OMG. OMG??

OKAY LOL I NEED TO CALM THE FUCK DOWN HERE LMAO OR I’M JUST GONNA BE SCREAMING FOR THE REST OF THIS CHAPTER, AND POSSIBLY THE ENTIRE FUCKING SERIES LOL. LET’S SEE IF I CAN CHASE DOWN A COUPLE OF THESE THOUGHTS THAT ARE FLYING AROUND AT A THOUSAND MPH

SO I HAD IT BACKWARDS! HAGAKURE HOLY SHIT I STAKED MY ENTIRE REPUTATION ON YOU LOL. I REALLY TRULY THOUGHT AOYAMA WAS THE ONE WHO HAD CAUGHT ON TO YOU! BUT IT WAS THE OTHER WAY AROUND??

I’M SO GLAD I TURNED OFF COMMENT REPLIES AND MESSAGING THIS WEEK LMAO. ALSO THAT I APPARENTLY DIDN’T SPOIL ANYONE BY ACCIDENT AFTER ALL! REDEMPTION BY INCOMPETENCE LMAO

SEVERAL THINGS ABOUT THIS DO NOT MAKE SENSE TO ME YET, BUT THE HELL WITH IT, I’LL KEEP READING UNTIL THEY DO

SO WAS AFO THE ONE WHO GAVE HIM HIS BELT? IS HE DOING THIS SO AFO CAN HELP HIM GET HIS QUIRK UNDER CONTROL? OR HAS AFO BEEN THREATENING HIS FAMILY??

[EYES THE VOL. 2 OMAKE PAGES] SO WHY IS HAGAKURE’S QUIRK STILL SUCH A FUCKING SECRET THEN LMAO

AOYAMA YOU REALLY TURNED KATSUKI OVER TO THEM JUST LIKE THAT?? REAL TALK, YOU ALWAYS SEEMED LIKE A SWEET KID, AND IT’S CLEAR YOU’RE VERY SCARED AND DOING THIS ALL VERY MUCH AGAINST YOUR WILL, BUT I’M STILL GONNA NEED YOU TO HAVE A DAMN GOOD REASON FOR DOING THAT. ALTHOUGH, THANK YOU FOR KICKSTARTING HIS CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT ARC THOUGH

SO WAS HE ACTUALLY “HIDING” IN THE BUSHES FROM THE OTHER KIDS, AND IT WAS NEVER FROM DABI AT ALL???????

AND THAT MEANS HE MADE THE DECISION AT THE LAST SECOND TO SAVE TOKOYAMI FROM THEM??

AND HE CHOSE NOT TO TELL AFO THAT THE HEROES WERE PLANNING A RESCUE OP?? OR HE DID TELL THEM, AND EVERYONE WHO SAID THAT AFO KNEW THEY WERE COMING WAS ACTUALLY RIGHT AFTER ALL? BUT THAT STILL DOESN’T MAKE ANY SENSE TO ME THOUGH THAT AFO WOULD WILLINGLY ROLL OVER AND LET THE HEROES COME FUCK UP ALL HIS PLANS LIKE THAT. EH

LAST BUT NOT LEAST, NO WAY IS HAGAKURE JUST FIGURING ALL THIS OUT JUST NOW LMAO GIRL OMFG. WHAT ABOUT CHAPTER 12. AND THE SCHEDULE. AND USJ?? “I REALLY WAS WHERE TODOROKI WAS” GIRL WHAT. CLASSIC DITZY HAGAKURE AMIRITE

GIRL, WHAT

“WE’RE GOOD PARENTS WE SWEAR. WE CAME TO THE PERFECTLY SOUND CONCLUSION THAT WE WOULD RATHER SIGN OUR CHILD’S SOUL OVER TO THE PROVERBIAL DEVIL THAN HAVE HIM BE A QUIRKLESS FREAK” OH. MY. FUCKING. GOD. AOYAMA YOUR PARENTS ARE COMING IN HOT!! WATCH OUT ENJI YOUR PERENNIAL CROWN AS FATHER OF THE YEAR IS IN DANGER

“WHO COULD HAVE KNOWN THAT BUYING A BLACK MARKET QUIRK FROM THE KING OF THE UNDERWORLD WOULD HAVE UNFORESEEN REPERCUSSIONS??” OMFG YOU GUYS THAT’S BARELY EVEN AN EXAGGERATION FROM WHAT THEY ACTUALLY SAID SOB

“THE ONLY CRIME WE’RE GUILTY OF IS TRYING TO BE GOOD PARENTS! THAT, AND CONSPIRACY TO COMMIT KIDNAPPING AND ATTEMPTED MASS CHILD MURDER” UM?????????????????

OH BOO HOO LMAO

WELL I SURE FUCKING HOPE YOU GUYS HAD FUN WINNING ALL THE STUPID PRIZES AFTER PLAYING THE STUPIDEST OF GAMES SOB. PLUS, ALL OF THAT, AND HE DOESN’T EVEN GET A DECENT QUIRK?? HE GIVES HIM A FUCKING BELLY BUTTON THAT SHOOTS LASERS THAT HE NEEDS A SUPPORT ITEM TO EVEN CONTROL??

and what kind of message does it send your child that you were so desperate to fix his perceived defect that you struck a Faustian bargain with the WORLD’S MOST OBVIOUSLY EVIL MAN omfg. no wonder Aoyama tries so hard to prove to the world how beautiful and special and unique he is. “oops, we accidentally gave our gentle-hearted son massive self-esteem issues and a bargain bin quirk that doesn’t even fit him right, but at least we also inadvertently put his life in extreme danger and put him in a position where he would be forced to serve as an accessory to attempted pedicide!” fucking speechless

lol omfg. and so does this also mean Hagakure won’t be getting any character development?? so much for those hopes lol

Aoyama. buddy. I know how hard this all must’ve been on you, really. but I’m gonna need you to very carefully considering the following:

your parents are the actual worst

TomurAFO is planning on [checks notes] conquering and/or destroying the entire country/world

I’m just saying. just putting it out there, very gently, that maybe just maybe you should consider not helping the brutal tyrant who desperately wants to murder all your friends. particularly if the only thing you’re getting out of it in return is AFO’s Super Trustworthy Assurance that he’ll spare your hopelessly braindead parents over here

OH MY FUCKING GOD LMAO

I MEAN I WASN’T GONNA SAY ANYTHING, BUT THE THREE OF YOU WERE ACTUALLY BEING SO FUCKING LOUD THOUGH LOL. AOYAMA YUUGA WITH THE WORLD’S WORST-TIMED SOBBING CONFESSION OF ALL HIS PAST SINS LMAO. “ThIs Is A bLiNd SpOt In ThEiR sUrVeIlAnCe” SMDH

WOW OKAY, JUST GET IT ALL OUT IN THE OPEN THEN I GUESS!

JESUS CHRIST GIRL YOU DID THAT IN LIKE TWO SECONDS?? AND YOU EVEN HAD TIME TO EXPLAIN THE WHOLE THING TO HIM??

LMAO

THESE REALLY ARE THE ABSOLUTE DUMBEST CHARACTERS IN THE HISTORY OF THE SERIES HUH. TRULY UNENCUMBERED BY THE THOUGHT PROCESS

MAN I WAS ACTUALLY LIKE TWO SECONDS AWAY FROM FORMULATING A THEORY ABOUT HOW THAT’S NOT ACTUALLY DEKU (BECAUSE LOL), AND HOW HAGAKURE’S ACTUAL QUIRK IS LIGHT MANIPULATION LIKE EVERYONE SAYS, AND SHE CAN MAYBE USE IT TO FORM ILLUSIONS/MIRAGES AS WELL. BUT NOW HE’S HAVING FLASHBACKS TO STUFF SO IDK??

OR WAIT, NO, THESE ARE AOYAMA’S FLASHBACKS ACTUALLY! SO NEVER MIND MY NEW THEORY IS STILL ON. SURE HOPE IT PANS OUT BETTER THAN MY LAST HAGAKURE THEORY LOLLERSKATES

WELL, EITHER HAGAKURE IS REALLY GOOD AT IMITATING DEKU’S VOICE AND EXACT MANNER OF GUILT TRIP SPEECHMAKING, OR IT REALLY IS DEKU LOL

“I JUST SO HAPPENED TO BE IN THE AREA, AND THAT’S WHY!!” YEAH SURE BUDDY WHATEVER YOU SAY

“I’M SO SORRY DEKU BUT THE TRUTH IS I SUCK!!” LKSDJFLKAJDGLKG

WELRSKAJGLKGLMLKFDG

[FALLS TO MY KNEES] IT WAS ALL TRUE. THIS WHOLE TIME. THE CHEESE. THE SECRET MESSAGES. THE CREEPY ART EXHIBIT IMAGES. HE KILLED MUFASA!! WOULD YOU KINDLY!! I KNOW IT WAS YOU FREDO YOU BROKE MY HEART!!!!

AND THEY PLAYED ME LIKE A FOOL. AN ABSOLUTE BUFFOON. I’M NOT EVEN MAD THOUGH LOL. although I am just ever so slightly bummed that this means Hana really is dead (there never was much hope. just a fool’s hope), and Horikoshi’s track record with female character development remains very much intact lol. but, like, a sad lol

anyway but I guess that’s that, and instead of a badass lady traitor doing cool murdery shit we’ve got Aoyama and his fucking clown parents crying loudly in the woods while Hagakure uses her FAMED HAGAKURE SPEED to FETCH DEKU IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE to make things all awkward lol. “DEKU, THERE YOU ARE. SORRY TO INTERRUPT YOU IN THE MIDDLE OF DROOLING OVER TODOROKI, BUT COULD YOU COME WITH ME REAL QUICK BECAUSE AOYAMA IS THE FUCKING TRAITOR.” “WHAAAAAAT, NO WAY, I THOUGHT IT WAS YOU LOL. OKAY LET ME JUST TAKE A MOMENT TO FIX MY HAIR... THERE WE GO... OKAY LET’S DO THIS” go gettem Deku

[stormyoceans]

What are we, as a society, supposed to do when vice versa ends next week? What will even happen in the next episode? What do you think? Will it emotionally wreck us and give us permanent damage in some kind of way? Will the anon have to check up on you again if you're doing okay?

Y'ALL ARE GONNA HAVE TO CHECK ON ME REGARDLESS OF WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN ON SATURDAY I SWEAR IM SO IN DENIAL OVER VICE VERSA E-WORDING IM GONNA GIVE SO MUCH 'IF THIS WERE THE 19TH CENTURY DOCTORS WOULD HAVE ME ON SOME HEROIN TONIC' ENERGY AND THAT'S BOTH A THREAT AND A PROMISE

okay but speaking of what i actually think it's gonna happen in the episode [puts her clown wig on] i honestly believe the preview was purposely made to mislead us and make us wonder if puen and talay are gonna travel between universe again, when in fact there isn't gonna be any more switching (at least for them). im fully convinced the "are we back to this universe again, tess?" line is just puen flexing his acting skills and pranking talay because he is a little shit (derogatory AND affectionate) and talay is actually gonna kick his ass this time and they're gonna wrestle around in bed and they're gonna kiss and AND..... sorry, what was i saying? oh, right

the reason why i believe this is mostly because of neo and aou: in the quick glimpse we got of them, neo is wearing glasses and aou doesn't have his usual hairstyle, and their countenance is also completely different, which is why i don't think those are up and aou, but they are their 'version' in puen and talay's universe (just like in the alternate universe, for example, gun wasn't an actor but a movie critic and mek looked like someone talay used to have a crush on). another reason is that gyo is the one comforting talay when he is crying and saying "i miss our time together. can we just go back?", and i find it hard to believe that talay sat there and explained everything about universe travelling to her. what i think it's more reasonable is that we're gonna have some drama caused by puen's job keeping him away from talay and not allowing them to have some privacy, so what talay actually means in that scene is 'can we just go back to where it was just the two of us and other people didn't poke their nose in our business?'

the only thing that gives me some doubt is the "i want to stop time. i want to stop our universe travelling" line but that could also easily fit in some flashback. so yeah, my prediction is that we're gonna have 10 minutes of drama caused by puen being a famous actor and 30 minutes of puen and talay being disgustingly in love and rebuilding friends credit in their own universe (and hopefully dol and pang switching back too) IM MANIFESTING THIS 🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡

[ganymedesclock]

Clowns are great, tell us what you like about clowns!! Everyone seems scared of them to the point that a nice clown is an inverted trope...

I think that people initially get unsettled about clowns for a lot of the same reasons people get unsettled about dolls- the presumption of innocence that can be subverted, the 'that's not quite a normal face' affected by the makeup, and to a degree that circuses have become a little less common and a little more something regarded as fantastical or strange. (I attended a Cirque do Soliel performance- Cavalia- once in my life! It was extremely impressive)

I think on top of that, as you say, the trope of the monster clown, popularized by figures such as the Joker, has become so widespread that people tend to think of clowns as scary by default, a kind of monster category. Which is just kind of a shame and many people are taking that back. For me personally, I'm a bit more of a fond of old-school aesthetics/ court jester image than I am on the classic clown but I still think circus aesthetics are pretty fun.

For me, a lot of the appeal of this is twofold: I think "a performer" is an interesting psychological state to present a character in, especially someone like a clown who generally has a persona on and off and who drastically changes their face (with paint, wigs, costuming) between. The clown is designed to be funny- to affect a foolishness or otherwise harmlessness- and it is a performance taken on deliberately by others. At their core, clowns are actors, and their performance is to entertain one way or another.

This is an interesting thing to think about for me personally because I'm someone who tends to reflexively fear being not taken seriously, being found funny, harmless, ineffectual by others- but the key thing about a performance is that it is at the discretion of the performer. They are putting themselves, their art, and their control into it. At the same time, they're skillfully palming elements of themselves so the audience doesn't see who they are fully or clearly.

That can be used for horror, to be fair- the idea that someone is behaving harmless or benevolent when the actual person they are underneath is not necessarily. But at this point, the clown facade is so often associated with evil that it'll lose a bit of effectiveness before your audience unless you play it really well.

It can also be used for something interesting! I don't call myself a profound or storied batman aficionado, but I think it actually is interesting that the Joker has a "clown aesthetic" in some ways but that one of his most commonly depicted fatal flaws is pride- he dresses as he does to laugh at everybody around him but cannot stand the idea of being mocked or derided- he's not the one to take the pratfall, and any time he does, he hits the roof about it. Not someone who actually values the clown as an entertainer, but someone who wants to insinuate everybody around him belongs in the circus and he won't respect them.

But I think there's a plentiful amount of room for characters associated with clowns who are depicted as more of a clever hero; someone who performs and deflects, disarms and pleases, from the shrewd perspective of a person who knows they aren't being taken seriously. The core viewpoint character in one of my personal projects- Avery from Bevyverse- is raised by a circus and while he doesn't exactly keep up the clown makeup after leaving it behind, it still strongly affects his ideology about role, identity, performance and entertainment; to the point where, as an abandoned child with no known history, he takes the surname of the setting's equivalent of Robin Goodfellow- a role he came to thrive in at a key point in his upbringing.

I think there's not necessarily anything wrong with a scary clown, but I think that there's a trick and artifice to horror, in that fear is a very reflexive, instinctual response. There's a reason that the jump scare is the cheapest trick in the book and half the time we see it coming, but it rarely fails to get your heart rate up. As living creatures, on an instinctual level we want to keep going. We get startled by things not by any moral failing but by an assessment of risk that goes by so vanishingly fast in the depths of our brain we are left only with a sense of lingering unease- or a moment of direct terror, cued by our entire body shifting into high gear so we have the energy and resources to- hopefully- fight, fly, freeze, or fawn our way out of it.

But because this is so reflexive, and because many primal fears are intuitive- a fear of disease, a fear of injury, (and from those, a false-positive unease at anything that seems "like us, but not quite" or "us, but not moving right") a fear of predators, a fear of parasites, a fear of fire and shifting stone, asphyxiation and other natural hazards that could kill or profoundly injure us- in writing and designing horror we don't actually need to think about this stuff. So someone can think, hey, that horror movie I saw with a scary clown was really gnarly, right? I think I can capture that feeling in my own work!

I think that, if I have to cite one thing as the most important part of writing- for myself, which I'm sure many people can and ought to disagree with because there's never just one way to do art- it's interrogating the elements of your story, even to yourself. Not all of it needs to go into a story, but for me, someone who is very fond of conceptual horror, I feel like it's a good idea to not take things for granted, but challenge them to yourselves- why a clown? what's scary about a clown? If we unspool these reflexes and instincts, what do they lead us back to?

And I don't mean this as a reason you shouldn't have an evil clown! If you really want to have an evil clown, asking these questions will help you make the thing a lot scarier- it'll give you a clearer thesis of what, exactly, is the horror element here, what about this is scary- and hopefully help you avoid bigotry in horror, which can be a real problem in the genre when prejudice is to a degree rooted in fear, and fear is not objective- we can train our feelings to lead us astray, and while that isn't a mark of how we're a bad person- we often aren't given a choice in it- it's important to return to the source and ask yourself what's scary and if that is inherently so.

[arthurflecksgirl]

Your first Halloween spent with Arthur

Arthur never celebrated Halloween before, so you try to give him the best Halloween experience possible.

Apartment 8J seemed different today. The room was filled with the delicious smell of pumpkin spice and scented candles. Countless of them burning in every corner of the room, drowning Arthurs home in golden light. Warm blankets and cushions helped to create an cosy atmosphere while the ceiling was decorated wth all kinds of Halloween images. Self made pumkin lanterns standing on the floor....

You took a step back to get the full view of the apartment. This was perfect. At least ypu hoped so. You tried to see your result through the eyes of someone who had never experienced Halloween before, thinking this was pretty impressive.

The last pumkin was still waiting to be carved. But that was for Arthur only. You couldnt wait to see what kinda face he would choose for that little guy.

A quick look into the mirror left you wondering if he would like the costume you choose for tonight. You wanted it to be perfect. You wanted him to look at you with his big puppy eyes and melt. The black cat costume was pretty tight and not as comfortable as you hoped for, but if he thought it was sexy it would be worth it. You knew from the images he glued into his diary that he was very much into cat costumes. So why not give it a try on Halloween? Its the perfect night to be his black kitten.

You smiled at your own thoughts and made your way into the kitchen. The pumpkin soup was finally done, so as the self baked spooky muffins. Hopefully the smell of it would make Arthur hungry. At least a bit, since his meds made it difficult for him to eat . You placed the food on the table in front of the couch and lit another orange candle before you left him a little love note "May your first Halloween be just as magical as our love for each other". You drew a little pumpkin with heart shaped eyes and stuck the note between the muffins.

Done.

Now everything you had to do was wait until Arthur would be home.

You checked the clock. He`ll be back from the childrens hospital soon.  You sat down on the couch and sighed. Your love for him was immeassurable. Just thinking of him making the kids at the hospital smile with his little dances and magic tricks made your eyes water. He was the purest soul wih the biggest heart you have ever met. All he wanted in life was to see people happy. And all you wanted in life was to give those smiles back to him. He needed it. He needed smiles and love and happiness so desperately and he deserved all of it and more.

You knew for a fact that Arthur never experienced halloween before. Or christmas. Or his very own birthday even. His so called family would have never done anything for him. Not even when he was little. Especially not when he was little. Arthur grew up unloved, which created a huge hole in his heart only you were able to fill. And you filled it with your unconditional love every day. You filled it with warm and cosy light until he was radiating it on its own.

And tonight you would give him the most memorable Halloween ever. He would tell your kids about it some day, if you would ever have kids together.

A noise. Keys turning in the door lock. He was back. You checked your hair to make sure to look perfect for him and headed to the door. Arthur was falling into your arms, realizing that something was different. His puffy Carnival wig felt tickelish against your cheek.

"Y/N?.....let me take a look at you....wow...you`re.....wow. Oh my god...." if he wasnt wearing his clown make up you would have been able to see him blushing. Cat costumes really did a lot to him. "Thats just...." his eyes started glimmering "You`re a cat!"

You took off his big clown nose to kiss the tip of his own nose  before you put it back on, laughing "Yeah....I guess I am. Do you like it?"

Arthur wrapped his arms around your hips, staring at you with love "If I.....Like it? You are kidding me right? This is making me wild....Oh my god. I need to kiss you."

You couldnt help but laugh at his cuteness "So what are you waitng for?"

Arthur pulled you closer and pushed you softly against the wall. His hands all over you while he kissed you passionately. You could still taste the cigarette he was smoking before he got into the elevator. He grabbed his wig and threw it on the floor. As soon as his brown curls got exposed you put your hands into them. Oh how familar they felt between your fingers.

"My sexy, little kitten" he whispered into your mouth "I`m so glad to be home with you. I missed you so much. " His hands wandered down your legs. You wanted him. Now. But this had to wait. Time was running out. The kids will soon be ringing the door.

"I missed you,too, darling. "You held his face between your hands "But you gotta wait until tonight to see this kitten get undressed".

Arthur frowned "Baby?"

"We`ve got a lot to do today. Look!"

You turned him around to show him what he haven`t seen yet.  Arthur glanced at the living room "Oh my god. Y/N! This is....this looks wonderful. You made all of this by yourself?"

"Sure. Everything for you, Arthur. I know you never celebrated Haloween before. I just wanna make sure today is gonna be your first".

Arthur walked through the room, observing all the details of your decoration. "I love the candles and it smells so good. I love everything. This is amazing. Thank you so much!" He sat down and lit himself a cig, noticing the bowls on the table.

"You made pumkin soup and muffins! Oh baby, I dont even know if I deserve all of this....you`re the best." he inhaled the smoke and leaned back on the couch "I dont even know what to say".

You sat down beside him, toching his colorful tie, kissing his white cheek "I`m glad you like it. We gotta hurry a bit, the kids will start with their trick or treat tour soon!"

"Ohhhh! I`ve always wanted to give them sweets but I never had the money to buy them anything..."

"I got some goodies for them. You can hand it to them when they`re at the door."

"Awesome!" he smiled "Do you think they would like to hear some jokes? Or see some of my magic tricks?"

"Of course, Artie. I´m sure they will love it. You will be the only one showng them some tricks. They will tell all their friends about you. I am sure."

Arthurs eyes started to shine thinking of this "I will show them some of my best tricks, I swear.  But.... I`ve got no time to change my outfit. I`m just a regular clown right now." He put his cig into the ahtray, looking worried.

You grabbed his hand and lead him to the make up table in the bedroom "Dont worry, we will change Carnival to be a little bit scary".

Arthur sat down and closed his eyes "Thats a good idea! I know you`ve got some great make up skills. "

You started to cover his face with a bit of fake blood and gave the whole face paint a darker look to it. Arthur didnt moved through the whole process. Painting his face made you fall in love with every single wrinkle over and over again. His facial features always managed to drive you crazy, even when most of them kept hiding under all the make up. You could still see it through. You knew exacly where his birth marks and spots were hiding. Feeling the urge to kiss his make up off and taste his bare skin underneath.

"Finished!"

Arthur took a close look into the mirrow "Thats great. Now I look like a Halloween worthy clown. Do you think I should put the wig back on?"

"No I think it looks darker this way."

"Okay" Arthur watched you getting the paper plates with the candy, feeling nervous for the first kids to arrive.

"I hope the kids will like me as a spooky clown,too"

"Of course they will. Kids love you eighter way. And they want to see something spooky today, you know?"

"Yeah. I guess you`re right Y/N"

10 minutes after you got ready the first group of kids was ringing the door. Arthur opened it and waited until they got out of the elevator. You handed him a pile of goodies.

"Hey kids! Looking good" Aww look at this scary skeleton boy right there!" The little boy giggled "Trick or treat Mr Clown!" he yelled.

Arthur frowned "Ohhh I sure dont wanna get into trouble today.....but I dont have any candy I´m afraid"

The kids made long faces.

Arthur pulled his magic wand and made a little dance. The kids looked at him with curiousity. Suddenly all sorts of candys fell out of his sleeve "Ahhhhhhh look at that! I guess I was wrong!"

The skeleton boy laughed "Hey, how did you do it? We wanna know!"

"Yeah " a little girl in a zombie costume said "We wanna know".

Arthur picked up the candy and handed it to them, blinking "Shhhht....Its magic!"

"Wow!" the smallest one of the kids said "Thank you so much Mr Clown."

Arthur smiled at you as he closed the door again and fell into your arms "Did you see that darling? They loved it. They loved me. "

You stroke his sweaty hair "I told you so!"

Seeing Arthurs face light up meant the world to you.

Another ring of the doorbell.

"Ohhhhh more kids, Artie. Grab your stuff!"

Arthur grabbed the candy and opened the door again.

A scary pirate and a bloody meremaid stood in front of him "Trick or treat!"

"Ummmm......" Arthur  acted like he was thinking hard "Not sure if I got something for you. At least you can tell me why the clown got to the doctor?"

The little pirate was looking overwhelmed "What?"

"Why did the clown go to the doctor?" he repeated.

The meremaid whispered something in the boys ear "Ha! I know it! Because he felt funny!"

Arthur clapped his hands "Thats was the right answer! So this is all for the both of you" he handed them two plates of sweets "Ohhhhh , thats a lot. Thank you Mister!" the girl giggled as they left.

Arthur closed the door and felt more than happy "It feels so good to see them smile" he sighed. The next group of kids got their candy for singing "If you happy and you know it" with him and you couldnt help but crying a happy tear while watching it. Seeing him with kids made you think that he would be the best dad ever. Maybe you should ask him what he thinks about being parents.

After it started to get too late for kids being out on the streets Arhur fell back onthe couch. Happy about the outcome of the evning.

"You did great, Arthur. You made a lot of kids happy today"

"You think so?"

"Yeah"

"Thank you!"

You grabbed the last pumpkin "So Artie, its your turn now. I will tell you how to do it and you will carve this little guy. Better think about what kinda face you want him to have".

"Oh I never did this before."

"We`ll do it together" you said, helping him to cut it open and take the guts out. Arthur couldnt help but laugh "This feels funny to the touch" .

"I know. Okay so now that its hollow you can start drawing a face on it and then you take this and start to cut it out."

Arthur drew a big smiling clown face on it and took the tiney knife to carve it out. The result looked pretty good. He took a tealight and placed it on the right spot.

"My first pumpkin lamp ever".

"Its a great one. I love that you choosed a clown face."

You placed it right in front of the couch so you could see it for the rest of the night.

"Now its your turn to eat something. Wanna watch a scary movie together and get comfortabe?"

Arthur looked at the Muffins while you put a tape in and started the movie.

As soon as you got back on the couch you covered him with his fave blanket and crawled underneath. He immediately took you in his loving arms.

Arthur grabbed a muffin and took a bite. You ate one,too.  "I love those little  sugar spiders you put on top of it. " He now noticed the little note you write to him. "May your first Hallooween be just as magical as our love for each other....oh god, you`re the cutest catlady out there!" He took another bite.  "Its delicious. I wish I had an normal appetite. I think my stomach cant handle more than two of them at once."

"I know, darling, dont worry. Go slow okay. Maybe I can feed you some soup?"

Arthur nodded after he finished half of  the second muffin and let you feed him the warm pumpkin soup. "It tastes so good, its impossible to say no to this." He licked his red painted lips. His hair looked like dark gold in the candle light. Arthur was so focused on the movie and how well you treated him , he wasnt even aware that he managed to eat the whole plate.

"I`m proud of you, Arthur. You just finished your soup."

"Oh, really? Well thats on you. Thank you. Tonight I dont have to go to bed with an empty stomach. "

You put the plate away and rested your had on his tummy before you pulled up his vest to kiss his lower belly , which was now sicking out a tiney bit.

Arthur started to stroke your hair in the most gentle way "So.....what are we gonna do now, Miss kitty cat?"

You slowly started to unbotton his shirt, grinning.

"Oh I see you`ve got something on your mind" he chuckled, wrapping his hands around your waist to turn you over. He was now on top of you, smirking. "Are you afraid of the scary clown? And what he could do to you?" he chuckled.

Your opened the botton of his carnival pants "Um......maybe a little bit?"

Arthur leaned in to kiss you as the weight of his body was covering you like the most comfortable blanket in the world "You better be. Tonight  I`m gonna make you purr!"

[hufflepuffdean]

alright so like. I just rewrote 15.20 in my head following most of the episode parameters and it’s amazing how much better it makes me feel? I do have an idea for a fully canon-compliant fic and I do feel a bit better about the finale than I think most do, but I wanted to barf this out lol. it’s not COVID-compliant, but again, it does fit what the ep was trying to do I think. I’m trying not to be like a Polyanna asshole or whatever because I’m seeing people be condescending as fuck but writing this out works for me so I hope this works for someone else?

the ep can still open with the montage and definitely still include Miracle. but make it clear way more time is passing. like, a matter of years. at least five. we can see Sam and Dean on various hunts but also them doing some normie things. Sam in a Zoom class (no, COVID doesn’t exist here, he just is busy lol) and Dean working at a bar. it’s clear they’re happy. and again, it’s clear it’s been several years.

I’m ngl I’m not super married (no pun intended) to Sam/Eileen like a lot of D/C fandom but it’s been established and it does work easily within the show without having to be like Awkward New Romance. so she’s there too sometimes. 

there’s definitely a part where both Sam and Dean are looking through pictures of those they’ve lost. Dean can like look at a picture of Cas and say... thank you, I won’t waste it, looking at the picture. I feel like people would be pissed he’s not looking for Cas but again, I’m not totally changing the structure here to make the episode #actually a Cas rescue, and it would be hopefully clear why he’s not looking, that he missed him but thought it was what Cas would have wanted in his sacrifice. plus there’s a payoff at the end here.

eventually someone shows up with the uh, vampire juggalo case where they haven’t been able to save all the kids. I do not want them to be clowns and it is my version so they are not. anyway Sam and Dean go off on that hunt.

the barn scene... okay well first there’s no Jenny because dude I am obsessed with this show and have watched S1 at least four times and I love every minor character and I had no idea who she was until the flashbacks and also she didn’t even do anything wtf was that. 

mostly I fucking hate that Dean has to die at all! but again, we’re sticking to the episode’s basic structure, just kinda cleaning shit up. sooo I guess the thing here is - Dean’s death needs more agency. maybe Sam and the kids are directly being threatened somehow and he makes the choice to jump in and save them even if it costs his life. this is the one specific bit I can’t really nail down (HA) so if you have any ideas feel free to send ‘em along. I feel better about it if Dean at least got some significant time to himself to live.

the goodbye can stay. it was well done, and I think both Jensen and Jared did a great job. I think things like “Sam should have tried to call 911, while in the middle of Bumfucknowhere Ohio″ or “Sam should have tried to pray to Jack, who already said he’s staying out of things” take away from the power of the scene.

you can have the montage of Sam mourning. it’s a while before he calls Eileen or anyone else, since he’s so devastated. when he does have Dean’s funeral, like, everyone who’s still alive is there. Eileen, the Wayward girls, Garth, anyone I’m forgetting. fuck it, Alice! the Lebanon kids! even random strangers, to show what Dean meant! at some point Sam should give the bunker keys to Claire too.

at the end Rowena shows up. Sam is devastated to see her, saying he can’t do a deal. Rowena just says she was there to pay respects... and tells him that Dean is not one of hers. Sam just kinda lights up.

now you can do the thing where it jump-cuts to Heaven. the scene with Bobby is good. I may write a post later about how Jack and Cas redoing Heaven is like the thing that makes the finale alright to me, but definitely keep that. the change here is that Dean does go into the Roadhouse, and it’s full of like every goddamn dead character we love tbh. Charlie, Mary, Rufus, Jo, Ellen, Ash, Victor, Kevin, Pamela, etc. Those are just characters I thought of off the top of my head lol. No John Winchesters Allowed but everyone else. also no Cas yet but don’t worry he’ll be there in a bit. 

you can start the Carry On montage here but dear god don’t play that cover version.

on Earth, we see Sam and Eileen living. they have a daughter, thanks, though her name is still Dean. (I’ve realized I hate the “naming a child after a beloved dead relative” trope, but we’re clearly doing that so it’s okay.) maybe even make it so that they adopt one of the kids they saved in the barn. Eileen has like actual lines, whether she’s talking to Sam about how much he misses Dean and how it’s hard without him but he’s going to live for him, or whether she’s talking with Sam to Dean about how there are monsters and bad things in the night and sometimes mom and dad used to deal with them, but not any more. but they’ll still be careful. (the anti-possession tattoo can stay and salted windows and all that.)

Dean gets in the Impala in Heaven and you just hear “hello Dean” on the radio. it’s Cas, obviously. Dean does one of those killer smiles. they have a convo about the rebuilding of Heaven, and how everyone here, it’s Dean (and Sam) who brought them this kind of happiness. Dean’s like, Cas it was you too, of course it was you Cas. that can be it, orrrrr if the network would allow you to go farther, Dean can say, like. ugh I can’t put it into words right now but something that makes it clear he reciprocates. fuck it, have an “I love you too,” I’M mentally writing this lmao 

the rest of the montage can proceed like normal-ish I think? I actually did really like it when Sam was “driving” the Impala at the same time Dean was driving it in Heaven. just please god get a better wig. also I do not think Sam’s only pictures on the mantle should be of like, Dean and John lol.

Dean’s tending bar in Heaven with the whole group there when he suddenly is like... oh... I think I have to take care of something. everyone knows and is thrilled for him. Cas comes along. (honestly this one’s optional in my mind, I think that scene at the end was really good as is, but I want a TFW reunion, sue me.)

bridge scene plays out, only Cas is there too and there’s a lot of hugging all around. fuck it put Miracle on the bridge too he’s an icon.

theeeee end. oh and no two seconds later cut to the actors out of character but still in costumes and the crew not in masks during a respiratory pandemic, please, it was very thoughtful for the fans and the crew deserves love I get it but also but really weird lol

[mirkwoodshewolf]

I can help protect you; Scott Lang x child reader

*Author’s note*

Hey all wow it’s been awhile since I posted a fic that wasn’t BoRhap/Queen related but now here I am with a request that has literally been sitting in my phone for almost a year now. For @randomfandoms-k8​ I wanna say thank you for being soooooooooo patient with me. But finally I came down to write your Scott Lang request. I hope you like it and enjoy it :)

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Day 143. Sunday afternoon, well technically it’s 11:55am but time seems to go by slowly when you’re under house arrest, in fact time is an irrelevant mesh isn’t it? Wow didn’t know I could go that deep into philosophy.  But anyways it’s been 143 days since I was sentenced to my 2yr house arrest after I sided with Cap back in Germany against Stark.

Honestly, this beats having to deal with prison again, this time it would’ve been in an ocean of solitary confinement.  I would’ve gone mad had I screwed up my chances of seeing Cassie again. She’s helped make this house arrest more bearable and honestly a lot more fun.  But currently her and her mom along with Paxton went North to visit Maggie’s parents who hadn’t seen Cassie in a while.

Which left me here. Alone. With no one to really entertain.  I mean sure Luis and the guys come over every once in awhile but they’re business forming up their own business.  Apparently they’re next bright idea was selling security equipment. Not that I’m complaining at all, they’re good guys to have around every now and then but—they can be a bit much at times.

I know not really making much sense am I? Well that kinda happens whenever you’re stuck in your house all day and night.

Right now it was trash day so I gathered up all the trash and proceeded to head outside to put my trashcan out (as best I could without triggering my ankle bracelet). Now I’m thinking this is gonna be just a simple in and out type situation, as it always is, but as I went out towards the trashcans that I kept in the backyard there was a sudden bang.

At first I thought it was a gunshot but it sounded way to close.  Plus as I looked towards my trashcans, I thought I saw something move behind them.

“Hello?” I called out.  There was another loud bang from behind the trashcans and I continued saying, “Look I’m unarmed. If you want money you won’t find much. But if you just want food, I can give it to you.” yeah I know that was probably stupid of me to say but most of the time you will see some homeless person going through the trash in this part of the city.

Soon coming out from behind the trashcan wasn’t an adult, but a small child.  She appeared to be a couple years younger than Cassie, her (h/c) hair was long and madded like a rat’s nest, and she looked pretty dirty like she hadn’t bathed in weeks, maybe months.  But what shocked me the most was how skinny she looked.  She wore clothes that were twice her size, it was like she was just drowning in them.

“Hey, hey sweetheart.” She backed away fearfully and tried to hide behind the trashcans once more. “No, no, no hey. It’s okay. I’m not gonna hurt you. See?” he sat down on the ground so that he wouldn’t intimidate her.  Then using one of his new hobbies that he had to learn while in house arrest, he made a fake bouquet of flowers come out from his back.

It peeked her interest as she slowly came out from behind the trashcan.  A soft smile spread across her face.

“Here you know, I think I got something better than what you’ll find in there.” I quickly raced inside and got out the leftover pizza box I had from last night. I took out a single slice of the pepperoni and quickly placed it in the microwave for about 15 seconds before coming back outside.

I sat back down and said to the small girl.

“You like pizza?” she looked at me before nodding softly. “Then have a bite of this. At least here it smells fresh and not mixed in with some other stuff and god knows what else.” The little girl slowly walked towards me, staring at the pizza. She would every now and then look up between me and the pizza. “It’s okay sweetheart, it’s not poisoned or anything.”

I broke off the tip of it and ate it to show her that it wasn’t poisoned or tampered with in anyway.

“See? Just a little hot but it’s all good.” Finally she raised her hands and took the pizza from the plate.  She sniffed it before taking a small bite.  Slowly her eyes widened with pure joy as she continued to devour the pizza. “Whoa hey slow down there kiddo, you’re gonna choke if you just inhale it like that.” I warned her.

She quickly looked up at me before looking down shamefully down, a slight glint of tears forming at the corner of her eyes.

“It’s okay. I’m not mad. I just didn’t want you to choke on it. You can keep eating.” She looked down at her pizza and went back to eating it.

Once she finished it, I took the plate back from her and asked her.

“Was that good?” she nodded. “You know if you’d like, I’ve got some juice or something for you in case you’re thirsty.” She looked up at me with those big (e/c) eyes of hers as she tilted her head to the side.  Oh wow that sounds a little creepy doesn’t it? “I promise I’m not gonna hurt you. I’ve got a daughter just a little over your age and I don’t know maybe you both might like the same stuff. Cause I—can’t really leave the house.”

I showed her my ankle bracelet and she looked down at it before looking back up at me. I held out my hand to her and she looked down at it.

“I promise, I’m not going to hurt you. Do you trust me?” she was silent but I soon saw her reach out her hand and she placed her tiny hand into mine.  I gently closed my hand over hers as I then led her on inside.

Once we were inside, I poured her a glass of apple juice (Cassie loves apple juice) so hopefully this kid loves it too.  As she began to drink the juice, so many questions kept running through my mind. Where did she come from? Who was she? How did she get like this? Where were her parents? Things like that.

Should I call someone? Child services maybe? I don’t know. Maybe I’ll sleep on that for tonight.  Maybe I can get some answers out of her.

“Hey sweetie,” she turned to face me. “Do you have a name? I mean I can’t just keep calling you sweetie, sweetheart or munchkin can I?” at that point she looked down sadly.  Her hands fiddling with the oversized shirt, oh no. Is—is she an orphan? Or, and I pray to God this isn’t the case, did her parents abandon her. “Can you speak sweetheart?”

She shook her head no.  Okay so she wasn’t deaf cause she’s actually responding to me. So was she mute? Or was she choosing not to speak.

“Well, think I should tell you me name first so that way we’re not strangers anymore. I’m Scott. Scott Lang.” I came up to her and held out my hand for a handshake now.  She softly smiled and shook my hand.  

Okay good progress we’re getting there.

“Hey, since uhh—since you can’t talk. How bout I give you a name? Is that okay with you?” she nodded and that’s when I grabbed my phone and went through some websites for the top 100 baby names for girls.  “Okay let’s see, how about…….Belle?” she shook her head no. “Ariel?” again she shook her head. “Don’t make me choose Cinderella.” She then gave me a stank face as her tongue stuck out and I softly laughed. “I’m just playing yah kiddo. Here let’s see what this list has.”

I scrolled through the website trying to find the perfect name for her.  Soon a name that felt like it belonged to her came on the list and I said to her.

“Okay, how do you feel about (Y/n)?” her eyes widened and a smile came across her face as she nodded happily. “Alright, (Y/n) it is then.”

After we settled on her name, I took her up to the bathroom to get her cleaned up (couldn’t let her remain dirty forever right?).  By some miracle I managed to get her once madded rat’s nest of hair under control, and now that she was all clean I got a better look at this little cutie.

She had a little button-like nose, her eyes now sparkled with new life now that she no longer looked like she had a raccoon mask of dirt on her eyelids.

Her chubby cheeks that showed two little dimples whenever she smiled.  She looked like a brand new girl.  Once she was all dried up, I put her into some of Cassie’s old clothes (thank god I managed to convince Maggie to let me do the Good will run. That I may have forgotten to do before I was picked to join Cap’s team in Germany).

By late afternoon, we were now currently watching some cartoons together when I decided that maybe I could make her laugh at something.  Of course she smiled every now and then but there was something in her eyes that really showed me that she was still sad about something.

Being the dad that I am I know I hate it whenever my Peanut is upset, so I make it my life’s mission to always make Cassie laugh at least once a day (once I got out of prison that was).  I got up from the couch acting like I was gonna grab a drink of water but what I was really gonna grab was my magic cards, the eye-popping glasses, and clown wig.

I put the clown wig on as well as the glasses and suddenly jumped in front of her holding out the deck of cards.

“Pick a card, any card!” I proclaimed.  She looked at me oddly but looked down at the deck and picked a single card from the deck. “Memorize the card. Okay now put it back, face down don’t let me see it.” She did as she was told.

I then shuffled the deck behind my back trying to mix the cards up till I thought it was good enough.  I brought the deck back out in front of us and I said.

“Okay (n/n), now I’m gonna brush through the cards and you tap the cushion twice when you want me to stop, K?” she nodded and that’s when I began dealing through the cards.  I heard her pat the cushion and I stopped at the 14th card.  I took it out from the deck and held it in my hand. “Alright, now was this your card?” I turned it over to her.

She shook her head no.  I turned it towards me and saw that it was the Jack of clubs.

“Wait what? Now where did that…..oh man I must really be losing my eyes if I misplaced it.” I then pressed the button on the glasses and soon the eyes on the glasses popped out.

At that point I heard her starting to laugh.  Not giggle, but a real laugh.  Her laughter slowly grew in volume but what was surprising was that I began to see the lights starting to flicker on and off.  As she then let out this one shriek of laughter, the lights suddenly exploded and the entire house went dark.

When the power went off throughout the entire house, to say I was freaked out a bit would be a bit of an understatement.  Now whether I can confirm or deny that I may have shrieked like a girl, I’ll just say I got a little spooked by it.

I looked back down at (Y/n) who was now covering her mouth and trying to sink further into the couch.  Wow, so—she’s like a real life Boo (you know that little toddler from Monster’s Inc.)  (Y/n) has powers.  Oh my god I just took in a child that has powers. Wow never thought this is how my house arrest would turn out.

“That—that was you wasn’t it?” I wanted to confirm it with her.  Cause maybe this could be a hallucination or something. Maybe the power did go off on its owe—oh who am I kidding, it was (Y/n) that did this.  When I saw her nod sadly she got off the couch and solemnly walked towards the backdoor.  “Whoa, whoa, whoa hey. Where do you think you’re going?” I said as I stopped her and knelt down beside her.

Her sad, teary eyes stared right at me and that’s when I asked her.

“Did—did you think I would get mad and kick you out if I found out about this?” she nodded, her eyes refusing to meet mine.  “(Y/n), sweetie I’m not mad. So what if you have powers, it’s cool. That means now I get to nickname you Boo. You ever seen Monster’s Inc?” she shook her head no. “Okay we’ll fix that up. It was one of Cassie’s favorite movies growing up, I think you’ll like it.”

I stroked some of the hair out of her face.  I knew at this rate with her having powers, there was no way I can get Child services involved.  Now that the Accords (still don’t really know the entirety of them all I know is that they’re bad for super heroes) had been finalized, they could take her away to that Raft prison that’s out in the middle of the ocean and lock her up.  But she’s only a kid, she doesn’t deserve that fate.

“Kiddo I’m not mad. In fact can I tell you a secret?” she nodded.  I quickly looked around to make sure we were alone (which made her quietly giggle) I gestured with my finger for her to lean closer as I whispered to her, “I’m a super hero.” Her eyes widened in shock. “Yep. My alter ego, is Ant-Man.” At this point she looked at me confused, “What you’ve never heard of Ant-Man?” she shook her head no. “Alright, well we’ll fix that too.”

I guided her back towards the living room and sat her down on the couch and I sat down beside her.  I gently stroked down her hair and assured her again.

“You’ll be safe here (Y/n). Whatever it was that you had to deal with before, or being rejected or whatever, you won’t have it here. I can protect you. And maybe once my 2 years are up, maybe just maybe……I can introduce you to some people who could help you control those powers of yours.”

Her eyes lit up as her face almost screamed out ‘for real?’

“Yeah kiddo. I promise, no one is gonna hurt you ever again.” At that point she hugged me.  I smiled softly down at her and gently embraced her back.

Call me crazy I know but I can’t kick her back out into the streets. Besides I’ve been experienced to enough craziness already from when I first met Hank and Hope, to fighting alongside Team Cap against Stark, so why not? And like I said, I don’t know what the CS would do if they found out she had powers, either lock or up or just kill her (now that’s messed up but I’m told it happens).

But hey, on the bright side at least Cassie will get to be the older sister she always wished she could be.

[kimhargreeves]

Run-Art The Clown

(Based on the movie:Terrifier from 2017)

"Happy Halloween and remember kids be safe outside."

I stared boredly at the tv screen as a commercial came up remembering the young kids to be safe. The commercial ended and resumed the movie I was watching which was Hocus Pocus. My friends were running late and begged me to dress up and go with them to some stupid party I don't even want to go. I normally spend my Halloween's inside watching horror movies and eating candy but I promised myself that today I would go out and stop being so antisocial.

So I got dressed up in a short dressed witch costume, put on some makeup and let my colored hair loose without putting on some wig. While watching the movie I got a message from my friend saying to meet her up downtown. I cursed thinking they would come and pick me up since I was lazy.

Better start walking since it's fifteen minutes from where I live. I got my bag, locked my apartment door and began walking. Not long before walking I heard a group of perverted guys whistling to me.

"Hey wanna come with us and have a good time." one suggested.

"We're not shy on sharing."

I rolled my eyes and flipped them, they stared at me angrily ready to attack when another man stood between us. "That's enough! leave her, here as promised." the man said handing him two full packages of beer. The group glared at us and reluctantly left. I let out a breathe i was holding and the guy turned to me, "You alright?"

I nodded my head and looked up immediately feeling myself flush, this man has about my age, he's tall with dark eyes and dark hair and pale skin. "Umm y-yes i'm okay thanks to you."

"Good to know."

"Who were they anyways?" I asked wondering if he knew those assholes.

"They've been my classmates since high school. They forced me to join them tonight so I offered to buy them drinks so they'd leave me alone." he calmly said and we started walking together. "Where are you headed?"

"To some lame party, my friends have begged me to go to. It's about five blocks from here." "Then let me join you. I mean i'll leave as soon as you see you're friends. I just don't want anyone else harassing you." I blushed and also looked up to see him too. We talked for a but and spotted my friends up ahead.

"Well it was nice talking to you." I awkwardly said and looked to the ground.

"Yeah it was nice." I nodded and this time we stared at each other. "My name is David Howard by the way, but you can call me David." he said with small smile. I returned it and told mine "(Y/N). Hopefully we'll see each other again." (A/N:If some of you don't know he's the actor who does art the clown, just decided to have him make a small type of cameo)

He smirked and turned around, "I do hope so."

I looked to where he left and felt a smile on my lips, a second later I heard whistling again and saw that it was Dawn, "Who's that hottie?"

"He's a guy I just met on my way here."

"Seriously you always have luck with guys but always ditch them, if you're gonna do the same to this one then leave him to me." i rolled my eyes and shook my head. "He's not a toy, Dawn."

"But he will be real soon." she replied licking her lips.

"That's enough Dawn. We came here to go to that party you also forced me to go." Tara said to her friend. Both were also dressed up, Tara in a skeleton dress with heels and Dawn in a scarecrow dress. "Alright but first let's stop and eat something." Dawn said so we entered a diner.

We ordered just a slice of pizza and while waiting I heard the doorbell open so I turned around and felt a chill down my spine when a clown came in. Dawn and Tara also stared at him, he was dressed in black and white. He is a lot creepier than Pennywise. I've always had a terror for clowns so this wasn't helping at all. "He is so creepy."

"I don't like the way he's staring at us." Tara agreed.

Dawn laughed it out and looked back to him, "Hey my friends wanna take a picture of you." she said so she grabbed our wrists and tried walking us to the clown. "Don't you dare get me close to that thing." I threatened. She pouted and stood up and sat on the clowns lap taking pictures of them as he stared at Tara and I.

I looked back at Tara and grabbed her hands nervously, "He's seriously freaking me out." She nodded her head and kept her eyes on me. "You think this isn't hard for me i'm facing that guy. Once Dawn comes let's tell her to leave."

I got my phone out and faked that someone was calling me and waiting for us at the party, "Yeah don't worry we'll be there in about five minutes." I ended it and Tara smirked a little. We waited and the clown left to the back to the bathroom so we hurried and got into the car. Tara and I kept on talking about that clown and how scary he was. Suddenly we stopped at a house since Tara had to go to the bathroom, so I waited outside with Dawn and turned the radio on.

My leg began to bounce nervous that it's been long since Tara went in and hasn't returned. "There's been a report that a clown is on the loose after killing the owners of a restaurant downtown. The whole place was bloodbath so I suggest no one leaves there homes and if you see this man please call 911." the woman reporting the crimes scene informed and I ran out of the car.

"Oh shit, oh shit. Dawn we need to get her out of there." I grabbed onto her wrist since she was also shocked by the report. We walked into the abandoned building without realizing we fell into the clowns game, one by one he began to catch us. We watched as he cut Dawn in half, Tara and I stayed together terrified by his sick games and began looking for any exit. It wasn't long till he got Tara and killed her in front of me as I shouted and begged for the clown to stop. He didnt listen so I began running when he chased after me covered in blood and Victoria who's Tara's sister came to rescue us but unfortunately he also locked her up.

We began finding any sort of weapon to defend each other. So I heard the clicking of a gun and looked back to see that fucking clown. He had a grin on his face, like nothing he tossed the gun to me and took from behind his back a box. I continued staring at him confused and scared, he lifted his finger up and motioned me to come closer. I hesitated but slowly began to walk forward as the box laid on the floor. I unfolded the carton box and fell to the ground crying again when I saw David chopped to pieces.

I continued to cry and heard the clown above me clapping, "You fucker." I angrily shouted aimed the gun up and shot his shoulder. I called out to Victoria and we found a car when we reached the back of the building. "(Y/N) let's hurry." she exclaimed. I ran and the clown appeared out of no where shot us both. We heard the many police cars approaching the area so with the enough strength I had I kicked the clown when he began eating Victoria's face. He glared at me and we began to fight, "You killed my friends, so today you die motherfucker."

So I got up shot him again but before I could finish him up he took out a knife and slashed my throat. I stared at him and fought to breathe, i held onto my neck tightly as I fell to the ground. He got on top of me with him knife in hands.

"This is the police put your hands in the air!" a couple of guys shouted. The clown looked back and I began to cough up blood from trying to plead them to save me. Before the cops could take a step closer he got the gun and shoved it into his mouth before pulling the trigger, killing him instantly and falling to my side.

I looked to my right and stared into his dark lifeless eyes, something from him caught my attention but before I could touch him the police looked down. "They are both alive!" two of them carefully carried me and placed me into the ambulance car with Victoria heavily deformed. I hate fucking clowns.

[night-springs]

i adore Velvet already and i would love to hear her entire life story!!! 👀

ANON... ILY... im still workshopping her (most of my original pre-game plans got thrown out and im still deciding some stuff) but ill ABSOLUTELY share what ive got!!

introducing velvet “v” valentine. she was raised corporate, but after barely surviving arasakas “viper pit” as jackie calls it, shes determined to never go back to that life. switching to becoming a merc with her old friend jackie was actually an improvement for her, brought out a good heart she didnt know she had back when backstabbing and scheming was her whole life. im unsure what her exact skills are, i havent settled on a build, but shes definitely combat focused (my first run was reflexes/cool with mantis blades but im now playing body/reflexes with guerilla arms and pistols). shes excellent in a fight or a negotiation, but is shit at stealth or hacking.

aesthetic speaking, her original theme was pink and red (sort of a heart motif) but ive currently changed it to pink, white, and gold

story-wise, she becomes good friends with johnny silverhand and learns to trust him far more than she ever thought she would. in fact, while i originally romanced river with her, after finishing the game i can really only see velvet with johnny now. yeah, yeah, i know (puts on my clown wig)

as for her selected ending.... im throwing them all into the trash bin and making my own. might write some stuff for it 👀

hopefully more info to come!! tysm anon ily 💕

[scaryscarecrows]

Gaslights Cast

EVERYONE’S HERE GOOD GOD.

Penguin

Oswald Cobblepot/the Penguin: local crime lord. If asked, he’s been lucky with his nightclub and dabbles in imports and exports. This is true. The I&E is, like, 95% illegal. Oswald also has a tight grip on several of the local street gangs, and he absolutely has his fingers in a lot of pies. Rats don’t cross the street without him knowing, but he’s an easygoing sort. Usually. Oswald is a second-gen immigrant from Russia; Mama Penguin speaks very little English and her son spends at minimum one weekend a month making sure her bills are settled and all that. (Usually more. Oswald has no qualms about stabbing a man ten times, but he adores his mother.)

Dove Marquis: on paper, Oswald’s personal secretary. In practice, manages half the business. This is intentional; it’s 1895, in the event that he gets arrested, literally nobody is going to suspect a woman of managing a whole-ass crime syndicate. She can keep things from going up in smoke until he bribes his way out of jail. Dove is also occasionally the Beard; she has a red wig so things don’t get awkward. She is a third-gen immigrant from France.

Olga Bykov: Oswald’s housekeeper on paper and his at-home bodyguard in reality. Do not fuck with her. She has a meat cleaver on her person 90% of the time and will just, like, body slam you otherwise. (He’s scared of her. He should be.) Olga is a first-gen immigrant from Russia-she came over when she was about five-and spent her teenage years robbing graves for the medical students.

Edward Nygma: Technically he works with rather than for; Eddie runs an antiques shop that Oswald’s, er, interestingly acquired goods frequently go through. He’s got buyers all over the place and his own random connections, including a very nice professor interested in chemistry. :p Edward is a Gotham native.

The Cranes

General: They work as a pair; you don’t see one without the other very often, and even then, they’re not far. Scarecrow likes to hear himself talk, while the Grey Lady is dead silent. Both of them work on horseback-easier to run down victims that way-and communicate over long distances via whistles. They don’t come out in the daytime hardly ever.

Jonathan Crane/the Scarecrow: Psychology professor at Gotham University, specializing in phobias. Dabbles in chemistry from time to time. While his modern-day counterpart doesn’t care who gets caught up in his experiments, Gaslights!Scarecrow has a taste for churchgoers on account of his...unfortunate...upbringing. His fear toxin was created by accident, but that started giving him ideas. He is technically local, but after his parents died when he was small, his great-grandmother took him in and as such, he was raised in Georgia. Unfortunate, that, given the war and all.

Scarecrow’s horse is a Friesian; a black mare named Carmilla. He usually paints her up with phosphorus, a la The Hound of the Baskervilles, to give her a more frightening appearance. Apart from his chemical weaponry, he carries a scythe.

Kitty Crane/the Grey Lady: Modern Kitty is not enamored with the alter ego thing. Gaslights!Kitty has dressed up like a Ring Wraith for women’s rights. I’m not even kidding. Jack the Ripper-or, more accurately, the polices’ failure to handle Jack-pissed her off. The public’s lack of care did not help. Kitty is British, though her parents moved to Georgia when she was small; she and Jonathan are childhood friends. 

Kitty’s horse is an early relative of the modern-day Thoroughbred; she values speed and agility over pants-browning terror. He is grey and named Verne. She carries a sword and she is good with it, both on and off the horse.

The Robins

General: As kids, they went from being under Penguin’s wing (hahahahaha) to working with Batman. Then Jason died and that was the end of that. :/ As adults, they work as a group, and their methods are closer to the modern-day Red Hood than Batman would like. Jason and Tim are local, Dick is, as he puts it, ‘a citizen of the world’; he was literally born on the circus train.

Dick Grayson/Bluebird: The oldest. Dick considers it his job to take care of the other two whether they want it or not, and Heaven help you if one of them gets hurt and it’s your fault. He’s been the older brother since he was nine, y’all, he’ll destroy you. That said, he’s the charmer of the lot-Olga adores him, which is saying something-and usually the spokesbird when it comes down to it. He retains his circus background, and calling their little trio the Cock Robins was his idea. His current name is actually from the Asian Fairy-bluebird. Look it up. It’s a little birdified Nightwing, I swear. Costume-wise, he’s his usual black and blue (WITH FINGERSTRIPES GODDAMMIT), with multiple nasty surprises included; he does carry batons, but he also carries a crap-ton of throwing knives, studded brass knuckles, and a garrote. He’s not as lethal as Jason can be-usually, anyway-but he is the most unsettling to watch, if only because he’s a fast, flexible bastard. Half the underworld’s convinced he’s not human. Adorable Baby Dickie was a big fan of ‘circus’, which consisted of him screaming, ‘GET READY!’ and hurling himself over the balcony to (hopefully) be caught by whomever was passing by. Dove lost ten years from that. Olga and Bruce usually just snatched him out of the air.

Jason Todd/Shrike: The middle child. Died. Got better. Jason runs a little more supernatural than sometimes; he has a white streak in his bangs, he’s sensitive to ghosts (he hates this) and he’s got two scars from his untimely demise; a roundish one on his ribs from being impaled, and an autopsy scar. Ra’s found him quite by accident post-resurrection, but keeping him proved to be. Futile. He’s furious with Bruce for leaving his brothers to do the right thing (kill the clown) and is, by far, the one you don’t want to meet in a dark alley. He doesn’t prefer guns, because they’re unreliable; instead, he favors the kris blade he stole from Ra’s on his way out. As per usual, he grew up in shoddy circumstances-Catherine died of lung cancer-but he’s got a knack for languages...barring French. He sucks at French. He turns everything into something very inappropriate no matter how hard he tries not to. Costume-wise, he’s dressed in a soldier’s uniform that he’s dyed black (’good soldier’, my ass, Bruce, HERE YOU GO) and while he did attempt to go with a red helmet at first, it was metal, it dented, and he ended up going with a rudimentary gas mask and red goggles instead.

Tim Drake/Finch: The baby. His brothers call him Baby Bird to piss him off. He wonders why he loves them. Tim comes from money; his parents died under mysterious circumstances and his uncle essentially went, ‘fuck this’ and, ah, disappeared him. It was an outright murder attempt, but even though it failed, the public thought otherwise. Good luck proving anything in the 1800s. (Penguin knows. Bruce has his suspicions.) Tim’s the more technical-minded of his siblings, which can lead to bad times for criminals. He has the Sherlock Scan down pat, which means he can and will find weak spots to exploit...and has the knowledge of how to make that excruciating, yet survivable. Costume-wise, Tim’s gone with a variant of the plague doctor look; the nose of his mask is shorter, for practicality, but he carries a staff and wears a long coat (all the better to conceal gadgets in!). He’s the least chatty of the lot, but he has a knack for spouting creative threats. (Usually these are directed at his brothers, because they’re awful.) Interestingly, he’s Penguin’s favorite, though not just because he’s quiet; Tim is honestly good Crime Lord material, and it’s not totally unlikely that he’d end up running the empire.

[corvusconductor]

A mini Haikyuu!! Halloween fic!!!

I’m not sure why I chose to write this. But it’s spooky season, and as the weather chills (where I am it chilled a LOT) and we start to see changing leaves, I figure why not?? Grab a seasonal beverage of your choosing, put on a big fluffy sweater and get cozy!!

“ASAHIIIII” Nishinoya yelled from the kitchen. It was the best night of the year in Noya’s opinion, Halloween! He and his boyfriend, Asahi, were going with a few of their other friends to a near by haunted house and then to Kuroo’s for a Halloween bash. It had been Asahi’s idea for them to do a couple’s costume, seeing as they were one and plus, the others were going in couples costumes so why not? Now, it was an hour till they were meant to meet their friends and Asahi was having second thoughts on his costume. “Honey, come on! I’m sure you look very manly.”

“Easy for you to say, you aren’t the one walking around with no shirt on.” Asahi sighed and stepped out of the bedroom. 

“Finally! Let s-” Noya managed to get that much out before seeing his boyfriend. He made a very handsome and very manly Eijiro Kirishima. His face was bright red and he wouldn’t look in Noya’s direction. The shorter male’s eyes widened.

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” Noya couldn’t think. He was gay panicking. “I knew it! It’s terrible. Lets see if Walmart has-” Asahi was cut off by Noya climbing on the counter to reach his lips. They kissed and Asahi finally looked at Noya, who was dressed as Bakugou. With the height and spikey blonde wig, Asahi couldn’t help but compare his itty-bitty boyfriend with a pomeranian. He laughed and picked up his keys. 

“Let’s get going, shall we?”

In another house, a different pair of boyfriend’s were nearly done getting ready. Tsukishima gave a little twirl in the mirror and watched his poodle skirt swish. He had on a “Pink Ladies” jacket (despite knowing Sandy never actually wore one) and a bit of make up. He leaned over to fix a smudge in his lipstick when Yamaguchi entered the room.

Yamaguchi was dressed in a leather jacket and had his hair slicked back. He blushed scratched his back. 

“You don’t think I look too foolish?” Tsukki turned and beheld his boyfriend. The 50s suited them both and his face darkened. He put a hand on the shorter male’s shoulder.

“You look wonderful.”

“So do you, Sandy” Yamaguchi laughed and spun his blonde boyfriend around, dipping him. They laughed and kissed and laughed a little more.

Flinging across town to a small apartment, yet another couple was getting ready for Halloween. Suga was spraying temporary red dye on his head while across the bedroom Daichi was purposefully smudging his eyeshadow and lipstick. They had chosen to go as Poison Ivy and Margot Robbie’s Harley Quinn. 

“Hey babe, you mind drawing some stuff on my legs?? I can do the upside-down ones but its harder to do some of the ones on the back by myself.”

“Of course, darling!” He took the sharpie Daichi handed to him and crouched over. He scribbled a heart and the word ‘pud’ on on leg, then a bow and arrow and ‘ding’ on the other. He stood and smiled at his handy work, patting his boyfriend on the butt. Daichi jumped and Suga hit the radio rebel Debby Ryan. The brunette kissed his newly red haired boyfriend on the forehead and smiled. 

“Nice work, Suga. But we should head out. We gotta get to the haunted house!”

Two floors down and to the right from Suga and Daichi, a tangerine was waiting for his boyfriend to get ready. He was already in his ketchup outfit and was just waiting for an oversized bottle of mustard to join him in the living room. Hinata was practically bouncing off the walls and Kageyama could hear his impatient boyfriend from across the tiny apartment. He sighed and stepped out, feeling really silly. Hinata stopped his bouncing and jumped toward the taller boy in the yellow outfit. 

“Kags, you look so good!”

“You’re sure I don’t look silly?” Hinata gasped at the thought. HIS boyfriend? Silly? Never.

“Absolutely not! When are you ever silly looking?” Kageyama smiled and hooked his arm through Hinata’s, grabbed his keys and headed out the door into the chilly autumn evening.

Noya and Asahi arrived first, quickly followed by Suga and Daichi then Yamaguchi and Tsukki. They complimented each others outfits and purchased tickets, getting into line just as Hinata and Kageyama arrived. They waited in line together outside and realized they could only go in with groups of four. They split into 2 groups of four, Tsukki, Yamaguchi, Suga and Daichi in one group and Noya, Asahi, Kageyama and Hinata in the other. Asahi looked around as they stepped inside, grabbing Noya’s hand as a loud noise came from ahead. Mini- Bakugou laughed and rolled his eyes, leading the group. Kageyama threw an arm around Hinata, making sure no scary thing could hurt his boy. But then they came to the first jumpscare. A girl in a clown mask popped up from behind a wall and slashed a chainsaw with the chain removed in the arm. Asahi screamed like a little girl, picking up Noya in a giant bear hug. Kageyama, who was meant to be keeping Hinata safe squealed and hid behind his unaffected boyfriend. Hinata seemed to be the only one not frightened. 

Suga wrapped an arm around Daichi’s waist and Daichi slung one over Suga’s shoulder. Tsukki hid slightly behind Yamaguchi who had no problem protecting his boyfriend. They made it through the first few scares okay, but then it got to a swamp themed one. There was a fog machine going somewhere in the room and they had to walk across something that looked like a wooden bridge. A voice boomed from under the bridge.

“You! In the poodle skirt! Come on across the bridge first!” Tsukki shook his head. “Come on! Don’t be too scared. Ladies first.”

“I’m a guy.”

“Oh. Well, just cross the bridge.” Yamaguchi smiled sympathetically and pushed his boyfriend forward slightly. Tsukki’s eyebrows knitted together but he took a few tentative steps forward. A man in a ghillie suit resembling a swamp monster ran over the bridge straight at Tsukki then jumped the 3 feet off the bridge. Tsukki jumped backward into Yamaguchi’s arms and the group continued forward, Yamaguchi carrying Tsukishima bridal style across the bridge. 

Then after that room, there was coffin that read ‘Here Lies Jason Voorhees.’ Jason was not in the coffin. Daichi and Suga took the lead, still holding onto each other. Jason popped out from behind a wall like the clown had early and chased after our Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy duo. He backed them into a corner and got quite close to Daichi’s face and Suga hid behind Daichi’s back, screaming LOUDLY. JV walked away laughing manically. Suga stopped screaming and coughed, puffing out his chest to hopefully make the group forget he acted like a scared little girl.

In the end, everyone made it out of the haunted house alive. Asahi was shakey and looked like he was about to cry but Noya pulled him down and kissed him all over the face which seemed to help quite a bit. They all hopped into their individual cars and sped off towards Kuroo’s party.

That’s where I am going to end this fic!! I hope you enjoyed. Part two will be coming tomorrow because this part took like 2 hours because I procrastinated so hard and now it’s my bedtime that my mom still has for me<3