#i guess technically it's more prequel than follow up

[rainbow-nerdss]

I want to see the 118s perspective of the drunken confessions from black out so bad 😭

HELLO ANON I LOVE YOU FOR THIS. SO MUCH LOVE. YOU HAVE NO IDEA. This has been sitting here in my inbox for a while because I wanted to do it justice, but I had SO MUCH FUN working on this! I present: Chimney's POV of that whole situation from my fic Blackout (3k, E) I may have gotten caught up in my Madney/Dad!Chimney feels for a while there, but who can blame me?

Chimney has always loved having Halloween off work, glad to avoid the crazies, but it's even better now he's a dad, especially now Jee's old enough to have fun with her costumes, and to understand what Trick-or-treating is all about.

He gets to dress up with her, a whole-family pirate ensemble, to pose while Buck snaps way more pictures than necessary of the three of them, and to take her door-to-door around the neighborhood. 

And, after getting Jee-Yun in bed, he heads to Hen's for the grown-up party. 

Buck takes a detour on the way, to pick up Eddie and see Christopher before his first teenage Halloween party. Those are days Chimney isn't looking forward to—when Jee is old enough to prefer spending time with her friends than her parents, when she won't climb on his back and pose for a dozen pictures as they wear matching costumes.

He hopes she never grows out of this.

When Eddie and Buck arrive at the bar together, they're walking in step with each other, Eddie mid-laugh at something Buck has said. Eddie heads straight for the bar, while Buck stands for a moment, watching him before making his way to the booth where Chimney is sitting with Hen, Bobby and Ravi.

Everyone's in a good mood today, it seems, as they order rounds of drinks: beer and whiskey and cocktails. Hen is pacing herself more, but Chimney is pleasantly buzzed, verging on drunk. He's nothing compared to Buck and Eddie, though. They're both pink-cheeked and laughing, pressed together in the booth, practically in each other’s laps.

Bobby makes his excuses just after eleven, telling them all to have a good night, and to stay safe.

“Aww, c’mon Cap! Stay a while longer!” Buck protests, leaning over Eddie to reach for Bobby. Chimney catches the way Eddie’s cheeks turn pink as he looks anywhere but at the denim-clad Buck in his lap.

Bobby shoots a look at Hen, raising his eyebrow. She nods.

So, great, Chim isn’t the only one seeing this.

“Sorry, Buck. Athena’s waiting up for me. I’ll see you at work, okay?”

Buck pouts and reaches for the dregs of his last drink, barely shifting out of Eddie’s lap.

“Twenty bucks says it happens tonight,” Chim whispers, sliding back into the booth next to Hen.

“Those idiots? They’ve been like this for weeks now!” Ravi argues. “I’ll take those odds.”

Hen shakes her head. “They’ve been like this for years. Stop wasting your—” but Hen cuts herself off as Eddie takes out his phone, checks a message and shows it to Buck, whose expression turns ridiculously soft as he drops his head onto Eddie’s shoulder.

“Huh,” Hen says, narrowing her eyes at them. “Honestly, you might have a point, Chim. This isn’t their usual dance. Here’s how it’s gonna go—”

Chim orders a round of shots while Hen draws up the bet in her notes app. 

“This is the last drink we buy for them,” Hen insists. “Otherwise, it gets weird, morally speaking.”

“Agreed,” Chim and Ravi both chime in, and they all shake on it, then down their shots. Buck and Eddie don’t even break eye contact as they drink the shots, but a moment later Eddie is scrambling out of the booth, pulling Buck with him.

“I love this song!” he yells.

And Buck follows him, eyes wide in a way that Chimney wishes wasn’t the exact same expression Maddie gets sometimes, right before they fall into bed together.

He’s going to have to drink a lot to forget that sight, but at least he’s definitely gonna win that bet.

He loses them for a while, getting another drink, showing Ravi the trick-or-treating photos again: “Look at this one!” he coos, showing yet another picture of Jee. “She was looking for the treasure!” 

He only snaps back to the moment when Hen smacks him on the arm, and he looks up, following her eyes to where Buck and Eddie are dancing. The song’s different, but they’re closer than before—Eddie’s hand is on Buck’s chest, Buck’s on Eddie’s waist, and that is probably the most intense eye contact Chimney’s ever seen—and he’s seen Ravi and Lucy attempt to communicate telepathically during a long shift with very few calls. 

“It’s happening,” he whispers. “Hen, come dance with me!”

He takes her arm, and pulls her within earshot of Buck and Eddie—trying and failing to be subtle, but it doesn’t make any difference for all the attention they’re paying to anything but each other. 

“—really pretty,” Buck says, expression dazed.

Eddie blinks at him. “Pretty?” he asks. Buck nods, touching the corner of Eddie’s eye, letting his hand rest there.

Eddie swallows, and Chim squeezes Hen’s arm as Eddie leans in, then muffles a curse as he pauses. He glances over and sees Ravi preening at the edge of the dance floor, but then Buck is pulling Eddie in, and yes, yes there it is!

“They’re kissing!” Chim cheers as quietly as he can, practically jumping for joy while Hen tries to get him to stop. Chim shakes her off, then holds his hand up in the shape of an L, directing it at Ravi, who rolls his eyes.

“I love you,” Chim hears Eddie say, and he whips his head back around to them. 

“You—Eddie. Really?” 

“Of course I do, Buck. God, of course I do.”

Buck pulls Eddie close, burying his face in his neck. The smile on his face is familiar to Chimney: it’s the same one he knows he wears each and every time he looks at Maddie. 

“I love you too,” Buck says. “So much. I…you know, you and Christopher, I think I’d be happy if I did nothing but sit in your house and make pancakes for you both for the rest of forever.”

“Buck, oh my god,” Eddie chuckles, while Chimney pretends to gag at the sincerity. “You know, having nothing but pancakes would probably not be healthy,” Eddie points out, but Chimney can hear the fondness, the love in his voice.

“Don’t care. Not if it makes you happy.”

“You make me happy.”

“Good. C’mere,” Buck says, and it’s all the warning they give before Eddie goes in for another kiss, and this is not the type of kiss Chim wants to see his future brother-in-law, the uncle to his beautiful daughter, engage in, but there’s really no avoiding how much he just goes for it. 

“Fuck.” 

Chimney hears Eddie’s low growl before he’s, thankfully, pulled away by Hen, back to where Ravi is waiting, trying to maintain a scowl over the smile that’s clearly fighting to break free on his face.

“Alright, well, pay up!” Chimney announces, resolutely not looking up to where Buck and Eddie are practically mauling each other on the dance floor—more than five years of sexual tension all trying to resolve itself at once.

He holds out his hand while Ravi grumbles. “Who even carries cash anymore? Can I just venmo you?” 

Chimney rolls his eyes. “Sure, fine, whatever. But you will be held accountable for this, got it?”

There’s a crash to his right, and he turns to see Buck, grinning, out of breath and red in the face. “We’re uh, we’re gonna head out.”

Eddie pops up behind him, mouth latching on to the side of Buck’s neck from behind, eyes hazy in a way that Chim tells himself is just from the alcohol but he knows is probably something beyond that. 

“Get home safe, boys!” Hen tells them. They back off, making their way to the door before Chimney calls after them.

“And be safe in the other way, too!” he yells, earning him a chiding slap on the arm from Hen. He grins. “I think our loser ought to buy the next round of drinks, don’t you, Hen?”

He sticks his tongue out at Ravi, who rolls his eyes, grumbles, but still gets up to order another round.

Chimney doesn’t stay too much longer after that. He orders an uber for himself, and Hen and Ravi both follow him out. He’s the first one dropped off, and he stands on the curb outside his house for a moment, smiling at the little garden, the front door with the lopsided pumpkin he’d carded with Jee, the little bats and spider decorations they’d hung together. 

There’s a light on in their bedroom, which means Maddie’s still awake—probably reading or watching a show in bed. Chimney does a little skip on his way up the porch steps. 

He has so much to tell her.

[writingtraumaforever]

Uncontrolled Chaos: Chapter 19

Notes: These two are so silly, and I love them. More gay panic.

Summary: Shadow is anxious to get this ball rolling, suggesting they visit Angel Island. Sonic provides the means of transportation.

Chapter Select!

Prequels: 'Something I'm Made For' & 'The 30th'

Link to my AO3!

Start:

“We should probably get going soon, yes?” Shadow prompts when Sonic returns from his run, the blue hedgehog offering a little snicker as he closes the door behind him.

“Sheesh, at least let me walk through the door before you start planning shit, huh??”

“We’ve wasted enough time this morning already,” Shadow points out, seeming a bit more on edge now since the incident earlier. Like he’s trying a little too hard to act casual.

Sonic doesn’t point this out, not wanting to make his counterpart even more uncomfortable than he obviously already is.

Instead, Sonic just smirks a bit and cocks a brow at the hybrid, “It’s hardly even 8 AM, pal. Ain’t like we’re burnin’ daylight—“

“We can’t waste even a second if the world is in potential danger of collapsing.”

“Well it’s not as if we can really do much to help Tails— unless you learned the science behind time and space over night??”

“I was thinking we could perhaps make contact with the echidna??” Shadow suggests, “His species is the furthest Mobians traced back to the chaos emeralds. And he’s the protector of the Master Emerald. Surely he may be able to tell us something that could be of use.”

Sonic blinks at that, seeming to have not thought of that at all, “That’s.. actually a fair point.”

Shadow nods and moves towards the door, brushing past Sonic to walk right on out, “Then let’s go.”

“Well hold up there, pal,” Sonic chuckles following Shadow outside only to grab his shoulder to stop him, “Angel Island ain’t exactly the easiest to get on by foot.”

Shadow ponders this a moment. Right. It floats. 

“…I don’t think using my chaos emerald to chaos control us there is the best idea given the circumstances,” he mutters, watching Sonic shut the door behind them. 

“Agreed,” the blue hedgehog nods, walking past Shadow with a nod of his head towards the shed behind Shadow’s home, “But we’ve got the Dark Rider. So we’re set.”

“My bike??” Shadow questions with a raise of his brow, following Sonic regardless, “I’m afraid you have used your feet for far too long, Hedgehog, and have forgotten bikes don’t fly.”

Sonic snorts at this, rolling his eyes at Shadow with a shake of his head and chuckle, “Okay wait— so your bike back on your world doesn’t fly??”

Shadow blinks, stopping outside the shed as Sonic fiddles with a keypad to unlock it, “..so my bike in this world does???”

“Duh,” Sonic grins, opening the door and flipping on the light. 

Sure as hell, there in the middle of the small garage rests Shadow’s bike propped up and pristine as ever. It certainly looks similar to someone who isn’t a mechanic. But for someone who knows their shit— like Shadow— it’s obvious that it’s certainly been modified.

Superficially there’s some sort of metal compartments just under the foot shifter at the bottom, the handlebars hold more buttons to them, and there’s a small control panel on the fuel tank right in front of the seat. 

But on the more mechanic end of things?? The thing’s engine looks like it’s been suped the hell up. Definitely had received some upgrades of some sort.

The possessive and territorial nature inside Shadow wants to snap at the idea of someone touching and changing his baby. 

But he reminds himself this isn’t technically his bike..

But he swears if he gets back home and his bike has even been looked at funny—

“I guess it makes sense that you never modified yours to fly if you never became friends with Tails..,” Sonic observes after a moment, pressing a button as the roof of the shed slowly opens up with a mechanical whirr to allow room for the bike’s exit.

Shadow glances over to Sonic, “The fox did this??”

“With you,” Sonic clarifies with a smirk, “You two come out here and work on it together a lot. Between that and working on the Tornado, y’all totally nerd out together. Sometimes you guys get so absorbed in it that I gotta come remind you to eat or sleep for that matter.”

Shadow just listens quietly, giving a thoughtful hum at this and nothing more.

He knew that this world’s Shadow and Tails were obviously more acquainted than he and the Miles of his own world. But he never imagined they’d be so close to the point this Shadow would allow the kid to modify his bike. That’s.. some pretty extreme trust in his book.

Walking around the bike a moment, Shadow stands on the opposite side Sonic stands on and looks at him with crossed arms, “I suppose you should drive then since I’ve never flown a motorcycle before.”

“Me??” Sonic scoffs at that, shaking his head immediately, “No way. I can’t drive this thing.”

Shadow’s brow quirks at this, tilting his head with a frown, “You don’t know how to drive your partner’s bike???”

“He doesn’t even let me breathe near the thing without his supervision. You think he’s gonna let me drive it??” Sonic huffs, rolling his eyes as he crosses his own arms now.

“I assumed since you’re together—“

“Would you let someone you’re dating drive your bike??”

Shadow blinks. “I wouldn’t date.”

Sonic snickers at that, rubbing the back of his neck, “Touché, but my point still stands. And if I wreck this thing while Shadow’s gone, he’ll bury me when he gets back.”

Shadow huffs a bit, looking at the motorcycle in defeat. He supposes it makes sense. Intimate or not, this Sonic is likely just as reckless and irresponsible as the other. No version of himself would let Sonic drive his baby in any world..

So he has no choice.

With a resigned sigh, Shadow climbs onto the bike. Straddling the seat before scooting forward to allow room for Sonic.

“Couldn’t design a sidecar with all that modifying??” he grumbles, obviously perturbed at the idea of Sonic having to hold onto him..

“We thought about it,” Sonic shrugs, swinging his leg over the seat to plop himself down behind Shadow with a wicked little grin, “But Shadow decided he liked me holding onto him way too much.”

Shadow’s cheeks redden a bit at this, keeping his head turned forward so that Sonic can’t see. But somehow, he thinks the blue hedgehog knows the effect he’s having on him. And that just annoys Shadow more.

“Just tell me how to fly this thing,” he grumbles, ignoring the snicker he hears from Sonic behind him.

“Okay. So you crank it as usual,” Sonic instructs, his chin resting on Shadow’s shoulder so he can see the control panel. Pointing a gloved finger at the panel, “And when you do, this thing’ll light up and turn on. That’s where you’ll see the different driving modes and stuff. Should be one that says ‘Dark Flyer’. Press that, and the rest is up to you To figure out, ‘cus I don’t know shit past that.”

“How convenient,” the hybrid mutters sarcastically before nodding with a sigh and, “Alright.. here goes nothing, I suppose..”

He cranks the engine as usual, and all seems normal. No new feeling, just that same familiar sound and rumble of the engine beneath him that he’s so addicted to.

The control panel does indeed light up as Sonic said, Shadow looking the options on the screen over. There’s a fuel gauge, a oil gauge, tire pressure gauge— the typical shit. And then there’s the ‘modes’.

Tapping that, the screen switches to several different options.

Dark Rider. Dark Sub. Dark Flyer. Dark Digger. Stealth Rider. Dark Glider. Dark Fighter. The list went on..

Shadow didn’t even realize there were so many possible versions of said bike! He was both horrified and impressed.

Tapping the Dark Flyer option, that’s when things suddenly felt different. There’s a low whirring sound and some definite odd movement in the bike under him. A few boosters engage in the back and face downward towards the ground, and the frame disengages a sort of wingspan beneath it— all colored variations of chrome red and black, mind you. 

Shadow’s hands move to the handlebars when the screen reads ‘Ready for Takeoff’, revving the engine experimentally.. 

Then he’s easing on the gas, assuming that’s the way to initiate the launch. He assumes correctly, the bike slowly moving to hover up above the ground. It’s a bit wobbly at first, but it stables out. 

”See??? Ain’t a Dark Rider out there a Shadow can’t drive!” Sonic encourages over the roar of the engine, grinning as he watches the ground get further and further away and the opening in the roof get closer.

Shadow hadn’t realized he was holding his breath until he feels strong, tan arms wrap around his torso—

And that’s when things momentarily go to shit.

The sudden and unexpected hold had taken him straight back to that morning..

Sonic’s arms around him, rubbing up and down his chest..

Nuzzles being pressed into his neck..

A kiss to his jaw..

Shadow’s grip on the throttle tightens, and as a result, launches them straight up into the air at concerning speeds.

Sonic’s hold on him immediately tightens with a “Hey-Woah-Take it easy!!”

Shadow’s eyes are wide and panicky for a moment, slamming the brakes as if that’ll do something only for it to make the damn thing pop a wheelie in the air.

Sonic is nearly thrown off the back, yelping and slinging impossibly tighter to Shadow, “OhmygaiaohmygaiaI’mgonnadie!!”

Shadow looks down at the bright flashing screen beneath him with the alert symbol reading ‘Initiate Stabilizers’ to which he promptly presses with pure trepidation.

But much to his luck and relief, the damn thing slowly teeters forward and stabilizes as promised, Shadow breathing a long sigh of solace to which he feels Sonic simultaneously breathe against the back of his neck.

He thankfully doesn’t react to this closeness by gassing the throttle this time. 

Never again.

“Chaos, Shadow,” Sonic breathes, voice sounding a bit shaky as he forces a nervous little chuckle and tries to come off cool as usual, “You sure know how to show a guy how to have fun.”

“Shut up,” Shadow huffs, glancing back at the hedgehog, “This is why motorbikes shouldn’t fly.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Sonic waves a hand dismissively before returning it to its spot around Shadow’s waist, “Just get flyin’, Mr. Wright. You’ll love it once you’re use to it.”

And while Shadow will never openly admit it, Sonic is right.

Once he gets the hang of it, it’s not so bad. It’s actually almost.. fun. Shadow has rarely flown before outside of in GUN copters or jets or in his Super form, of course. But this was different. It gave him that same high riding his bike did. It was dangerous. It was living. It was addicting.

And it turned out to be pretty damn easy, too, once he wasn’t having a mini-heart attack over his rival’s arms being wrapped around him.

In fact— another thing Shadow would never admit— he kind of.. liked the feeling of Sonic pressed behind him. Those arms around him felt oddly safe and comforting, made him more at ease in the pilot’s seat once he was use to them. And the warmth of Sonic’s chest pressed to his back was nice against the cool winds of the sky. 

Not to mention the hero’s random “Wooohoooo!”s and “Yeehaw!!”s were amusing. Shadow even nearly laughed a few times.

He might just have to get in contact with that fox once he gets back home..

[raya-hunter01]

Fade Into You Part 1.

Prequel Lights, Camera, Action!

Jey Uso x Black Female OC! (Shantell)

Roman x Black Female OC! Tangela

Solo x Black Female OC! Sofia

Jimmy x Trin

Rating: 18+

Warning: Smut; oral, sex, fluff, masturbation, death, grief

Summary: This is the Prequel for Lights, Camera, Action! How does an outburst on your first day lead to a lifelong friendship with the Tribal Chief Roman Reigns and gaining a family you never knew you needed. When did the lines get blurred between you and one of your best friends Jey Uso? Follow the friendships, and relationships of how they all came to be the one big happy family we all know and love in Lights, Camera, Action.

Smackdown

June,  2018

“Alright! Let’s have some decorum, I don’t want to have a long meeting,” the COO of WWE said as the room got quiet. “First things first, I would like to introduce our production intern for the next few months. She did a month over on Raw, but I feel we need her here. Shantell, can you stand up please?” Paul asked as I stood and waved.

“Damn she fine,” I heard someone whisper as I shook my head wanting the earth to open up and swallow me whole.

“Hey! None of that funny business, she is here to do a job and if I hear ya’ll been giving her a hard time you will deal with me,” Paul said firmly.

“Paul, you just had to let another diva in here throwin' her ass around trying to catch a big fish to marry, and take all a dude’s money,” Brock said as I frowned at him.

“Excuse me, I work hard, and I make my own way, I don’t need a man to do it for me. Also, I’m not a diva, I am a production student,” I said as Brock rolled his eyes at me.

“You sure you can handle a big job like that?” he asked, almost taunting me.  “I’m damn good at what I do, so how bout you do your job and let me do mine,” I said as the room got quiet as it seemed all eyes were on Brock and I.

“Oh, Paul you hired one with a little spunk. I like it, she won’t let these boys run her over,” he said smirking at me almost proud like.

 “He sure did, and let’s be clear Mr. Lesnar, I can assure you I ain’t looking to catch you or anybody else around here.  Plus, you ain’t my type, I like men who work more than 6 days a year and actually have a set of balls,” I said smiling innocently at him as I heard the snickers.

 “Well, shit she told his ass,” I heard someone whisper as Brock smiled at me and didn’t say another word. Great I just went off on one of the headlining guys in the company. I’m so fuckin’ screwed.

Paul stood seemingly still in shock as he covered his mouth, I saw him hiding his smile, and I exhaled maybe I was safe.

 “Damn, um, Shantell thank you, you may be excused.  I need to go over some more things before the show. Don’t go too far Tevin will be out in a few minutes to show you around,” he said as I made my way into the hall.

I didn’t notice the huge figure following me into the hall. “I can tell me and you gon’ get along good,” he said as I looked at him in shock. Before me stood WWE Superstar Roman Reigns.

 “I’m sorry that was so unprofessional,” I said as he laughed extending his hand. “No, it wasn’t that shit was awesome, I’m Joe by the way, and I’m very pleased to meet you,” he said smiling at me. That was it, the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

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Three Weeks Later

Smackdown Philadelphia, PA

Philadelphia Arena

“So, are you coming out with us tonight? I want you to finally meet my cousins.  Well technically nephews but since we were so close in age, we grew up as cousins.  It made things less awkward for us when we were growing up,” Joe said as I shook my head at him.

 “Well, I would love to meet them and hang out, but I know after this I’m going to be tired. Tevin is out with the flu and I’m solo tonight, Paul thinks I can run the show alone,” I said nervously.

“You will do great; I’ve seen you tell Tevin how to get better shots and quality angles. You’re ready, stop second-guessing yourself,” Joe said confidently as I tried to relax. “Thanks for encouraging and pushing me,” I said giving him a small smile.

 “Always, and because I always do you still gon’ ride wit me tonight and I’ll introduce Jimmy and Jey to you before I drop you off at the hotel,” he said as I waved him off.

“You ain’t got to give me a ride back, go enjoy your family. I can catch Nattie and T.J. back,” I said, trying to give him an out.

“Not on your life, your mama called me the other day informing me of the places she would hide my body if something happened to you,” he snickered as I rolled my eyes. 

“See you welcomed that beast when you said you would protect me with your life when she met you. She was so gutted when I told her we were just friends and nothing was going on,” I said as he kissed my cheek.

“Hey, I meant that, and I don’t even know why but I feel just really close to you, and I would protect you with my all,” Joe said honestly as I gave him a hug. “Thanks bear, I would do the same,” I whispered as he held me tight.

 “Show them you can run this show, and I promise that job offer will be waiting when you graduate,” he whispered before letting me go. “I got ya,” I reassured him as he went to get ready for the show, I saw him stop to talk to his cousins as I turned around to check my equipment.

Jey’s POV

“Alright, ya’ll looking good! It’s good to have ya’ll back!” Joe said walking up, hugging Jimmy and me. It felt great to be back, but it was also scary. “It’s good to be back Uce,” I said smiling at his enthusiasm in us being back.

 We had been sent home some months ago due to my brother Jimmy getting into trouble for a couple of DUIs he had gotten, and my upcoming divorce. We both had so much going on Paul gave us some time off to try to get ourselves together.

I looked over stealing a glance at the woman Big Uce was hugging a few minutes ago. I couldn’t really see her, but her voice sounded beautiful.  “Damn,” I whispered as she got up to hug Paul and I finally saw her face, she was truly beautiful.

“Aye, leave her be. She ain’t one of them one night stand types. That’s a lady,” Joe said pointing at her as she laughed at something Paul had said.

“Aye, you know I don’t believe in cheatin’. Plus I ain’t trying to hook up with nobody, I’m done with relationships. I was just admiring her, I mean I ain’t blind Uce.” I said as Jimmy rolled his eyes.

“I know you ain’t letting Candy ruin your thoughts on love and relationships,” Trin said, coming up to us as Jimmy hugged her.

“Hey, I’m just sayin’ I wanna chill for a minute. I just ain’t trusting nobody right now. I want all this shit with Candy to be over so I can get on wit my life,” I said as Trin hugged me.

 “It’s ok Bro, love will come when you’re ready,” Trin said as I nodded.

“I think when you least expect it someone is gon’ knock yo ass for a loop and it’s over,” Jimmy said laughing.

“I have been home trying to get things in order, everything is moving so slowly due to Candy dragging her feet,” I said wanting nothing more than to change the damn subject. I would never fall in love again and that was all to it.

Jimmy’s POV

“Shantell, I want you to meet my cousins Jimmy, Jey, and this is Jimmy’s wife Trin.  Ya’ll this is Shantell,” Joe said as she smiled at us standing up. “Hey, I’ve heard a lot about you guys,” she said extending her hand as Trin shook her head at Shantell.

 “Girl, as much as Joe been talking about you, your family,” Trin said hugging her as she laughed returning the gesture. “A’ight let me get in here, and give my new sister some love,” I said joining in on their hug as Shantell and Trin laughed. I looked over at my brother and his somber mood made me a little sad as he came over to join in as well.

“Alright, she got a show to get ready for,” Joe said breaking up the moment as I saw the relief in my brother’s face. He seemed curious about Shantell but was standoffish.

“I got to go get ready ya’ll,” Jey said quickly stalking off as his phone rang. “How much you wanna bet it’s her,” Trin said rolling her eyes. “I hope not, she needs to stop playing games like she wants my brother. I heard she done moved that guy in,” I said as Joe seemed to be in deep thought looking in the direction Jey had gone in.

“I hope he’s ok,” Shantell said looking worried as I smiled at her. “Yea, he’s going to be fine. Just got to take it one day at a time,” Joe said as we talked for a few more minutes before leaving Shantell alone to allow her to get ready for her first solo show.

Jey’s POV

“Camera nine pan out on Joe, I need a closeup of his face as Brock is leaving,” Shantell said. She seemed to be in her zone and was having fun and it made me smile.

“Stu, Uso’s are coming your way in about twenty seconds,” she said as she looked up and smiled at me. God, she is so beautiful, get yourself together Jey.

“Good luck ya’ll! Kill it out there,” Shantell said, as I nodded my head at her.  Jimmy gave her a thumbs up as we could hear the crowd chanting for us. It was go time after six months away, and now it was time to get back to work.

“Stu they are coming in hot, get ready to run with them,” she said with a smile as our music hit and the crowd exploded.

The feeling I get being in front of a crowd doing what I love is unmatched. The crowd was hot, as we stood tall to end the show. I was happy to be back but was I really ready to be back on the road, I guess only time will tell.

“That’s what I’m talking about! Welcome back!” Joe shouted when we walked back through the curtain back to Gorilla to a crowd of our co-workers welcoming us back.

“The shots looked great Shantell,” Paul said as he pulled Shantell aside. “Thank you I was so nervous,” she said taking a sip of her water. “You are on your way if you keep this up,” he said encouraging her as she gave him a hug. 

“Thanks, boss, let me help the crew pack up,” she said walking off.  Yea, I had to remain neutral and keep my guard up, she was dangerous for me.

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Two Weeks Later, Las Vegas, NV

Joe’s Rental

Shantell’s POV

“Oh, wow this place is huge,” I said looking around kinda feeling outta place.

“It’s fire, but we didn’t need all this Uce,” Jey said putting his bag down, looking at the hot tub and pool.

Hey, we needed a break and yes, I mean everyone. A lot has been going on so just relax and enjoy,” Joe said as Trin smiled at him in gratitude.

“It’s really beautiful, I mean the next three days should be amazing. I for one am ready to pick my room and take a nap,” Trin said as Jimmy grabbed their bags and they headed upstairs.

“I can go grocery shopping, I mean you did all this so the least I can do is get food,” I said trying to carry my weight.

“Nope, you’re a guest. Just take my card and get what we need, Shantell,” Joe said giving me his card as I saw Jey looking at me with curious eyes.

“I can go wit you,” he said as I looked at him in shock. “Well, thanks I would love the company,” I said nervously as he got the truck keys from Joe.

“We’ll be back ya’ll, after you beautiful,” Jey said opening the door for me as I blushed heading to the truck. Hold it together Shantell he is married I had to repeat to myself as I hoped in the passenger seat.

“Alright, I put in the GPS so we should be good,” I said as he backed out of the driveway.

“Good, cause I ain’t got a clue where the fuck we are,” he said casually as I snickered. The drive was peaceful with small talk here and there until he asked a question that through me for a loop.

“So, are you and Big Uce a thing?” he asked, never skipping a beat. “What you mean a thing?  Like are we dating?” I asked as he nodded at me. “No, we aren’t a thing, Jey. He’s a good friend who has looked out for me and before you ask no I don’t have a boyfriend,” I said as he seemed to like my answer.

“I’m sorry I was all in your business, I just wondered because ya’ll really seem close,” Jey whispered as his phone went off and I saw the change in his demeanor.

“Hello,” he said putting his phone on speaker sitting it down on the console as he continued to drive.

“Oh, so you finally picked up huh,” a female’s voice said as I pulled out my phone trying to tune them out, but it wasn’t happening.

“I told you I was going out of town with my family for a few days,” Jey said taking a deep breath.

“Oh, well who is the bitch that’s with ya’ll. A fan posted pictures on Twitter of some woman walking with ya’ll at the airport. I know she’s either Joe’s or your flavor of the month so who is she?” She demanded, as my eyes raised at Jey as silently pleaded with me to not say anything.

“That’s Shantell and she’s nobody’s flavor of the month. She’s a friend. Look did you sign the papers?” Jey asked as we pulled into the market.

“No, I haven’t, I told you I’m not letting you go without a fight,” she said as I rolled my eyes. So, this was the infamous Candy that had cheated on Jey, stupid bitch.

“Aye, you cheated not me. You don’t think I get lonely on the road; I do but I made a choice to be faithful to you, my wife. What did you do? You fucked someone else and, in our home, no less,” Jey said his voice rising slightly as I reached over to touch his knee trying to calm him down.

 As his eyes met mine, it seemed to calm him down as I saw him take a few breaths rubbing his hand over his face. Lord, she had this poor man stressed the fuck out.

“Look I’m on vacation, leave me in peace and sign the fucking papers,” Jey said hanging up.

Silence filled the car as he threw his phone in anger as a text alert went off. “Look just ignore it, if you keep entertaining her bullshit, she’s just going to keep stressing you out. If she wants to drag it out let your lawyers handle it,” I said reaching down and grabbing his phone.

Jey’s POV “That’s easier said than done Shantell,” I said as my phone rang again and Shantell hit ignore. “Talk to her when you’re ready, if you work it out cool, if not that’s your right. She betrayed you and you deserve time to process it. Stop giving her power,” Shantell said as I stared at her truly unsure of what to say or do.

It was almost like Shantell could sense my uneasiness. “Jey, you ain’t gotta say anything, as far as I’m concerned, the call never happened, and I didn’t hear a thing. What about you?” she asked as I smiled at her, taking my phone back and began texting my mom as she looked at me worried.

“Don’t worry I ain’t texting her. I texted my mom to let her know to call Jimmy if she needed me. I’m turning this off for the next few days,” I said waving my phone as she smiled at me in relief.  “Good you deserve a break from the craziness,” Shantell said leaning over and giving me a hug.

“You are just a really chill person ain’t you?” I asked pulling away with a smirk. “Yea, I guess I am. I try to see the good in things,” Shantell said as we got out of the truck and made our way in the store to grab some groceries.

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Three Days Later, Las Vegas, NV

Joe’s Rental

Jey’s POV

The weekend with Shantell and the fam was awesome. I really got a chance to unwind and just enjoy being in the moment. I hated we had to leave tomorrow, but I finally turned my phone back on, and in came the calls.

I sat on the bed checking my messages, seeing I had a message from my lawyer I took a deep breath almost dreading the voice message.

“Mr. Fatu I’ve been trying to reach you, but your mom told me to leave a voice message. Your wife Candy is now trying to sue for spousal support to the tune of 20,000 a month and has said you have also committed adultery.”

“The allegations are bogus I know, but now investigations into the matter are going to be done. Just be patient with me. We are still looking good, I just wanted to give you an update on the newest happenings. Have a good weekend,” he said as I ended the voicemail call.

I felt like I was going insane, this woman actually is trying to break me. I felt my eyes burning and I didn’t want to shed any more tears but here they were coming like a river.

Shantell’s POV

“I’m gon’ check on Jey, then head to bed,” I said as Joe smiled at me. “So, you like him huh? I know ya’ll been hitting it off these last few weeks, but something’ done changed this weekend,” Joe said pointing at me with a sly smile as I blushed. “Joe we are friends, I don’t do married men. You know that,” I said as he nodded in understanding.

 “I think ya’ll would be great for each other,” Joe said as I rolled my eyes.  “I ain’t listening to this. Goodnight matchmaker,” I said giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek before I went upstairs to check on Jey.

His door was open and I saw him still, almost in a trance. “You ok Jey,” I asked as my voice seemed to startle him.  He shook his head no as I saw the desperation in his eyes.

“Hey, what happened?” I asked softly, going to sit beside him on the bed, giving him a comforting hug.

“I can’t take much more of this shit, I’m just tired,” he whispered as I held him tighter “It’s ok Josh, lean on me,” I said as he held me tighter.

I didn’t know him that well, but in the short time I’ve known him I wanted to protect him.

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Pensacola, FL

Jey’s Condo

Solo’s POV

“Look, I need you to stay in the car Sofia, I don’t need you and Candy fighting again,” I said giving her a stern look. “Don’t look at me like that, it wasn’t even a fight. She ran up, so she got smacked up, “she said not caring about keeping the peace at the moment.

“Well, you stay here Mayweather,” I said jokingly as she rolled her eyes at me. “You got ten minutes and I’m coming in swinging,” Sofia said as I leaned over and gave her a chaste kiss on the lips.

“I only need about five, Jey put the stuff I needed to get right by the door,” I said as I got out and made my way to the door.

“Damn! I don’t wanna go in here,” I muttered ringing the doorbell. As the door opened, I was shocked by a man answering the door.

“Who the hell are you?” he asked sizing me up. “Uh, this is my brother’s house, I need to be askin’ yo ass that question,” I said as Candy ran to the door.

“Uh, Sefa, I didn’t expect you until tomorrow,” Candy said nervously as I smirked at her. “Yeah, I can tell you didn’t, but I don’t need but a few minutes of your time,” I said pushing my way in heading towards Jey’s office.

“Just go in the other room babe,” I heard Candy say as the dude growled but walked away. I quickly opened his office with my key, grabbed the two boxes, and locked the door back.

Making my way back down the hall, the closer I got to the front door I heard a commotion. “Shit, Sofia,” I muttered speeding up.

“What the fuck you takin’ pictures for?” Candy screamed as Sofia smirked at her. “Oh, so I can send them to Jey so he can give them to his lawyer!" Sofia said loud and proud standing in front of our car.

I walked around Candy making my way back to Sofia.“Let’s go, babe, I got the boxes,” I said as she continued to stare down Candy.

“You are just so petty. Ima get a protective order against you bitch,” Candy said as Sofia scoffed in her direction.

“I ain’t scared bitch do what you want to do. But I’m warning you if you don’t get that bum outta my brother’s house Ima reach out and touch dat ass again,” Sofia said as stalking towards Candy.

Acting fast I scooped her carrying her to the passenger side of the car, putting her inside. “Look, gone in the house before I let her go, you know you ain’t bout that life,” I said as Candy scurried fast as hell inside.

“Babe, you gotta calm down, you can’t be doing that. You got too much to lose,” I whispered to her as screamed in frustration. “Babe, look what she’s done to that house. She has tainted every memory we all have shared in that house, we got engaged here,” she said wiping her tears, pointing at Jey’s condo and I couldn’t help but agree.

The house looked like it didn’t even belong in this subdivision, it truly looked a mess.

“Let’s get outta here, I know you got to study for your nursing exam and that should be our main focus right now,” I said wiping her tears as she nodded in agreement. Candy had us all on edge and I truly would be glad when this was all over.

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Las Vegas, NV

Joe’s Rental

Shantell’s POV

I wanna hold the hand inside you

I wanna take the breath that's true

I don’t know how long we talked but Jey had finally calmed down enough to relax and lay down on top of his bed. “I think I’ve run my mouth enough, so I’m going to let you sleep,” I said as he looked up at me and patted the spot beside him.

I look to you and I see nothing

I look to you to see the truth

“Nah, you ain’t gotta leave. Come lay wit me,” he said softly, his eyes held a longing I wished I could cure. This was dangerous but I couldn’t leave him. Sighing, I climbed under the covers laying comfortably beside him.

 “I knew you was cold earlier,” he said frowning at me as I shrugged my shoulders. “I’m fine stop fussing,” I said smiling, looking up at the ceiling, getting comfy on his pillow as our heads slightly touched.

Fade into you

Strange, you never knew

I think it's strange you never knew

“Did you enjoy this weekend?” he asked as I smiled at him. “Yeah, I had fun. How about you?” I asked, seeing his smile not quite reaching his eyes. Shrugging his shoulders he looked over at me as my breath caught in my throat. He was so handsome.

“Yeah, I suppose, I mean a certain girl had me spilling my guts this weekend, and made me have fun,” he said as I sat up slightly. “What you tryin’ to say, I’m bossy?” I asked as he smirked at me.

A stranger's light comes on slowly

A stranger's heart without a home

 “Nothin’ I'm just sayin' I had fun wit you this weekend even though I didn’t want to,” he said as I looked at him strangely.  “So, you wanted to have a terrible time this weekend?” I asked unsure of what he was trying to say.

” Ok, that came out wrong as fuck. What I meant is that I like talkin’ to you, and I don’t like really talkin' to nobody but my brothers. So, I guess I could say you broke down a fuckin’ huge wall,” he said pointing at me as I smiled at him.

You put your hands into your head

And then its smiles cover your heart

“Oh, shit, I feel special now,” I said touchin’ my chest in dramatic fashion with a small smile as he laughed softly mocking my antics.

“You are very special Shantell,” he whispered as I looked at him seeing nothing but the truth in his eyes. “Hey, so are you, and don’t ever forget that,” I said now seeing him deep in thought, almost unsure if what I had said was true.

 “Do you feel comfortable enough to stay wit me tonight,” he asked as I stared into his eyes. “Yeah, I’m good. I trust you;” I said as he smiled at me with that boyish sly smile that was growing on me.

Fade into you

Strange you never knew

 After a few minutes of comfortable silence, I turned to him to make sure he was ok. “Josh, are you good?” I asked softly glancing over at him and couldn’t help but smile, he was asleep.

I think it's strange you never knew

 “Good night, Joshua,” I whispered softly as I gently kissed his forehead before I turned the opposite way and fell asleep myself.

Fade into you

Strange you never knew

Fade into you

I think it's strange you never knew

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[hezuart]

Hey Hezuneutral, considering you are a Little Nightmares fan, what are your thoughts on the fandom number convention of naming the characters? For example, the Runaway Kid is called Seven, or RCG is Five or Ten.

I've seen a niche of people in the community being dismissive of the names. I think both philosophies of the naming convention are acceptable, either through a number or a term of an adjective or verb to represent them. (You could do both philosophies, like Mono being a prefix of a word that means one.) However, I prefer the numbering method because it sounds cleaner and resonates a purpose or meaning to the character. (Exception for Mono because his name is perfect. I love it.)

It would benefit our new protagonists in LN3 because their names, Low and Alone, portray more like a placeholder than a finalized name. I can't explain why I think this way.

Perhaps you have an answer?

I agree, I mean, I'm fine with people coming up with non-numbered names, because realistically after a time you're just gonna run out of those, or you'd at least have to find other terms for the same meaning. But numerical naming was the convention for the series for a while, it wasn't just a fandom thing. People went with the naming convention because of Six's name to begin with. When Runaway Kid was introduced, people named him Seven because that's the next number in line to Six's, and well, we all know the joke "Seven Eight Nine / Seven ate Nine" where instead it's reversed to "Six ate Seven" as a morbid comical joke. And when LN2 came out, it followed a similar naming convention, Mono for "1". Very Little Nightmares went for "The Girl in the Yellow Raincoat" and "The Pretender" for those kids, kinda following the structure of "The Runaway Kid". Children who are meant for death in this universe don't get a name I guess. But some people went with "Five" because it was a LN prequel- where Six wasn't the original girl with the raincoat, so- that's why people named her Five. And The Pretender, while a child, was also an enemy boss, which followed the naming convention for those. ("The Lady", "The Thin Man", "The Janitor", "The Hunter", etc...) And even the Sounds of Nightmares vaguely follows this naming style. "Noone" as in "No one", but also a word-play for "Noon" which could be "12". But then LN3 comes out and we get "Low and Alone" which, technically alone counts for "1" like Mono. But Low doesn't have any connection to a specific number. Low and Alone don't follow the numerical naming convention. They don't even follow the noun convention either, describing their appearance or role in the story like "The Doctor" or "The Runaway Kid". I've talked about my distaste for their names before. They just mean "depressed and lonely."

I think it's fine if people like them of course, but personally I think "(C)Row and Solo" are more interesting and follow the naming convention. (Row as in several seats in a theater: a high number, and Solo as in single, on your own.) (I'd also take Crow and Alone... but they sound a bit weird together)

[askblueandviolet]

DF: Hey so you guys know how once upon a time I had mentioned that I would be writing an LBD centric prequel to Blue and Violet in an author's note in one of the last chapters of Colours?

It's definitely still happening if some of you were waiting for it!!! It's just, I haven't been working on it lately (⁠^⁠～⁠^⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ. Actually, I've barely worked on it at all. Technically, I am more than a third way through writing it because it's only a three chaptered fic (well, that's the plan as of 'right now') and I have the outline of the whole thing pretty set in stone (aka, I know exactly what's going to happen).

The first chapter of it is... Actually, it's already done! Pretty terrible draft but not something some quick editing can't fix! But me being me, I don't particularly like to publish chapters unless I have some more chapters in the backlog to be published the following week (to uphold a consistent schedule). Hence, why I'm able to keep up the weekly update schedule!

However, I... Genuinely don't know how long it is going to take me to write the other two chapters. Because my brain is not good at multitasking. So, since my main focus is on Winter Mornings, Summer Nights (WMSN), this ask blog, and my life outside of the internet, it's hard to find time and energy to actually... Write the prequel I've been wanting to write for ages. A piece of work that I really wanted to share before WMSN came out because it's actually meant to be read after Colours (despite literally being a prequel. But it contains so many spoilers for the timeline beyond it because ITS LBD'S POV) but lmao it is what it is.

HOWEVER: If you are all willing to endure the very unreliable production of the prequel (it literally could take me months to dish out the second chapter), I could publish the first chapter for it! Just so you guys can like, I don't know, consume it.

Um, do bear in mind though, I might not end up following the results of this poll. Because I don't know, I'm a little silly I guess (or just incredibly unreliable lmao). But I will take the results from this into consideration! Ultimately, I will try to do what I feel like is best for you guys and the series (and my own sanity too I guess).

So, this is more of an update post than anything else. To tell you guys that I'm working on the thing, I swear XDDD!!! But if you guys really want to see some of it now, I am willing to share what I currently have :DDD.

[bitbybitwrites]

Weekend WIP - Ask Game

Rules: List your WIPs below (if you only write one fic at a time, feel free to include future WIPs/ideas!) then answer the following questions. Then, tag as many people as you have WIPs (or more).

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Well now @daisyishedwig did send me an ask with a few of these questions. So since technically the game is to answer them all - I'll do that. Apologies if its more than what you wanted to know!

I've already tagged folks here when I first posted this. But if you see this and haven't been tagged want to join in - go ahead!

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1. WIP List: (what I qualify as a WIP for me is either I've started outlining extensively and/or actually writing the fic.)

If I Can Make Your Heart My Home (Klaine fic)

Sanctuary (Klaine fic)

Cuffed (Klaine fic) - not posted

Tinker Bells ( Klaine fic)- not posted

Untitled Klaine Advent 2022 fic - Day 5 - Oval (Klaine fic) - not posted

Shaken, Not Stirred - not posted (RWRB fic)

Untitled RWRB fic - not posted

2. Which of your WIPs is currently the longest?

By far, If I Can Make Your Heart My Home. It's also the longest fic I've written to date. I last posted Chapter 20. I have Chp 21 in the batter's box and am currently writing Chp 22.

3. Which WIP do you expect will end up the longest?

Yikes. I'm going to guess, If I Can Make Your Heart My Home. Though Cuffed as the potential to be pretty long as well. And whenever I get around to the untitled RWRB fic, that's going to be a long one too.

4. Which WIP is your favourite to write/the most enjoyable to write? Why?

If I Can Make Your Heart My Home. I've really kind of fallen in love with the AU. I have soooo many cameos of characters from the show - esp some that I hope were very unexpected for readers. I've really enjoyed working them into the story. I also am loving the music attached to the story. The original prompt/artwork had Blaine as a guitar playing street musician. After some brainstorming with @datshitrandom (who provided the prompt and art) we switched it instead to a cello playing Blaine and I've really enjoyed finding cello pieces do go along with the story. I've begun adding mood music too for some chapters, which I hope has enhanced the experience for readers. I'm also such a big tea drinker/baker/lover of afternoon tea - the whole tea/cooking element of the story makes me smile. I've snuck in some of my personal favorite recipes that Kurt and his fellow chefs have made and enjoyed looking for new ones to round out the fic.

5. Which WIP do you find the most intimidating to write? Why?

Cuffed. Partially bc its a prequel to my first ever fic - Trick or Treat - and I really want to do it justice. That first story I agonized over writing and I love the little AU that folks only got a peek at. Partially bc its a D/s AU and I want to do the lifestyle justice and treat it with respect - yet at the same time its an AU so I do get to call the shots and make my own rules on how the world evolves. I feel its going to be a more character/emotion driven fic as opposed to a kink driven one. But then that does fall in line with the fic its based off of. One of my betas had called it "D/s lite" when she first read it 😂.

6. Which WIP do you experience the most self-doubt about. Why?

Maybe Cuffed. - bc of the reasons listed above. Maybe also my untitled RWRB fic. - actually both of the RWRB fics - bc its a totally new fandom for me to write for and I so want to do those characters justice.

7. Which of your WIPs will you seek out a beta/sensitivity reader for? Why?

I always run my fics past my two betas - its just a force of habit ever since I started writing - they are great sounding boards, especially when I'm stumped about something I want to include in a story.

8. Have any of your WIPs been struck by the curse of writer's block?

Sanctuary had a bit of writers block for a bit - but then I was able to bang out an outline for all but the last two scenes. For me - honestly time is my enemy over writers block. I know what I want to write - its just getting the time to sit down and do it!

9. Which WIP has your favourite OC? Tell us about them?

If I Can Make Your Heart My Home:

Hands down my favorite OC ( and she's also really my only OC to date) - is Lillian Anderson - or Nana as she likes everyone she is close with to call her.

Lillian is Blaine's paternal grandmother from England. She is a force of nature packed in the body of a tiny little woman. She is very openhearted and passionate. Loves her grandsons and is very protective of Blaine and Cooper. She the type of grandmother who will bake you your favorite cake when you are sick and still listen to your romantic problems with an open mind - no matter what age you are. She is also, can I say - a bit unexpected in some of what she does - there is a playfulness to her but its kind of tempered with the feeling you really don't want to cross her. When she means business, she means business.

Nana, I am happy to say is favorite of many readers of the fic. It makes me smile to see comments about how much they love her, wish she was their grandmother and want to be adopted by her! 😊

10. Which WIP is the sexiest?

Oh god - this is like the worst question for me bc I am so on the fence on how sexy/good my smut is 😂. I'm just going to say -If I Can Make Your Heart My Home - bc I haven't written enough smut in the others WIP to qualify.

11. Which WIP is the angstiest?

Definietly If I Can Make Your Heart My Home. I do love angst and I think there's a whole lotta of it in this fic.

12. Which WIP has the best characterization (in your humble opinion)?

Like characters staying true to canon? Um. Not sure? Maybe Blaine in If I Can Make Your Heart My Home. He's a wonderful showman/performer - seemingly has it all together, but as readers are now finding out, he does have some of his own issues he's been pushing aside and not dealing with. Much like Blaine on the show, in my opinion. If you're talking about like a non canon type of characterization - I'm going to have to go with Lillian Anderson/Nana. She is a joy to write and create from scratch.

13. Which WIP has the best scene setting (in your humble opinion)?

If I Can Make Your Heart My Home I take the readers to some of my favorite places in Central Park in this pic: - Alice In Wonderland Statue - Bethesda Terrace / Bethesda Fountain ( if there are any Doctor Who - like me - fans, they will recognize this location from the episode The Angels Take Manhattan) - Belvedere Castle - Bow Bridge (Glee fans will recognize this from where Finn and Rachel met for their date in Manhattan) If you ever come to NY to visit - definitely go and see them!

14. Which WIP have you worked the hardest on?

The untitled RWRB fic has been a lot of research so far.

15. Which WIP do you have the highest expectations for? Why?

I don't know - I hope they all turn out well. And by that I hope I am pleased with how they turn out from a writing standpoint. I don't really measure how well a fic is by how many readers/ kudos or comments, but more on my personal standards of my work. I'm a bit of a perfectionist, so I'm hard on myself and what I crank out.

16. Do you dream about any of your WIPs?

Like fall asleep and dream? Not that I am aware of. Me daydreaming about them - thats like for all of them. I usually work things out in my head first, jot notes down in a journal second if my laptop top isn't near. Or I'll just go to the laptop to write.

17. Do any of your WIPs have particular complexities that your other fics don't?

The untitled RWRB fic is going to be a monster once I finish the outline - because its my first real historical fic. Lots of research has already been done, but so much more needs to happen before I can start the writing.

18. Which WIP is the funniest or has the most humour?

If I Can Make Your Heart My Home All I can say is Trent and Tina crack me up to no end in the fic.

19. Do any of your WIPs contain outside POVs or a deep dive on a character other than the main ship? How are you finding that process?

I kind of dabble on some things/backgrounds of other characters in If I Can Make Your Heart My Home - but I don't know if any of it would be considered a deep dive? I've dropped hints and such about things that have happened in the past for a number of characters. When I finish the main fic there may be an opportunity to revisit all these hints in a way that readers might enjoy. . . we'll see.

20. Tell us one thing we don't know about one or more of your WIPs.

Tinker Bells (Klaine fic) is a rework of a story I started years ago, based on the Sword and Sorceress series books edited by Marion Zimmer Bradley. Originally the two main characters were women, but now that I've cast Blaine and Kurt in them, I'm interested in taking the story in a diferent direction.

Untitled Klaine 2022 Advent fic - is a revisit to my superhero series: Under The Cover of Darkness. Blaine finally meets Kurt's parents during the holidays.

Shaken, Not Stirred (RWRB fic) is inspired by this artwork by @noodles-and-tea . It will be a Spy Au (which is going to be a challenge and research must be done bc I'm not one to really read that genre much.)

My untitled historical RWRB fic is inspired by this artwork by @stormtrooperjeff17004. Its going to be a monster of a story starting in 1800s in Mexico and ending somewhere in the Regency/Georgian period in England.

Whew! I think thats everything! Now I've got to get back to writing!

[hazelcephalopod]

I’ve stumbled into reading about Battlestar Galactica and am astounded by several things-

Jane Seymour was in the original. Her character, Serina, is not in the remake. Also Jane Seymour declined to play Cmndr Cain in the remake.

The OG lasted one season of 24 episodes. The 2004 version was a mini series and then four seasons with several dozen episodes.

Oh, wait to go on about Serina actually. So again, no she’s not in the remake. However that character, in earlier concept, was supposed to be on the Council of 12 and named “Lyra”. In the remake there is the charcter “Laura Roslin”, as the President (played by Mary McDonnell. Now, I need to follow up but… is that intentional? Did they take her potential character shift some sounds in the name and make her a main character whose really great actually?

The character Boomer is played by an actress who also plays a charcter called Athena -well those are their call signs actually but no one calls them “Sharon”- adapting two different characters from the OG. On of the male pilots and Adama’s daughter who doesn’t exist in the remake as far as I remember -at least not alive.

She’s also actually a Cylon. Who have various versions including. Metal bots. Bioships with the intelligence of dogs. And clones with a weird basically psychic link to the motherships so when they die they will “download” and be reborn in adult bodies. All that is pure remake stuff.

Ok so I knew there was some Mormon inspiration going on but the OG? Well, it had much more than I expected. Like their marriage custom. Inspiration for their Government. Etc. So, that’s a thing.

In the remake the Colonies are basically proto-Greek polytheists (with big “this is a tv-show so not one for one at all”) -even more wild to me now as I’ve been researching very early history humans and uh, that’s a choice to say the least (tween me was endeared but it tho so I have a soft spot too*). (The Greek gods with some unique in world myth tbf) Meanwhile the Cylons were monotheists, and their god was called “God” and they talk about Heaven and stuff -bc uh, they are idk protochristians? Somehow… actually we’ll get to that.

The Cylons were made by some reptilian aliens in the og series, that they wiped out. Vs the remake where humans made them and they rebelled. And then sought vengeance for their enslavement (they were robots… mostly. It’s complicated, in the prequel especially) Also there were other aliens of human level intelligence.

Humans and Cylons were at war for 1000 YEARS in the og. In the remake it was uh, a few decades, a century maybe?

One of the Cylons is named LUCIFER! Yes I am serious.

Again tbf all the religion stuff is WILD and it gets really WEIRD! I love it. Baltar starts having visions, God might be real? There are angels? And demons??? All this keeps happening over and over and might happen again? The monotheists practice polyamorous marriage, and actually there’s a sect of monogamous humans that preceded Cylons, even seeming to have been the progenitors of the Cylon faith. Baltar becomes their leader.

Baltar is a count in the OG. Otherwise nearly the same guy, same function, similar character it seems. I mean good choice tbh. (Ok things get weirder near the end but hey, 3.5 extra seasons make that kinda inevitable)

Both series are looking for the mythical Earth after the destruction of the 12 colonies. In the OG they get like transmissions from actual Earth of the moon landing?! And then I think the series ends but I haven’t gotten to the comics or whatever the 1980 continuation thing was. In the remake they find like, Neolithic age Earth where humans have also somehow evolved. Except before that, they also find another “Earth” in the post apocalypse having wiped everything out and it’s like, still smoking when they get there. Technically they are hinted to have named “Earth” Earth I guess?!!

People were big mad that Stabuck “manly mc man rogue” was gender bent. This was one of the best decisions ever made.

Her dying and coming back and then being revealed a as… a ghost? Angel? Ascended person? Something else? That’s a remake only, the OG never got that far and I assume they didn’t have THAT planned. (Plz do not let that detract form my last statement. Her character was still amazing tho. S/x the writers just did her dirty. And the end… it was a choice. I don’t hate it personally. But, big choices.)

Bonus fact: Sam Esmail is currently working on yet another work in the BSG franchise but I’m unclear which one or anything much else. I do know he is the son in law of Adama’s OG actor.

*yes I was a tween when the remake aired surprise. And also yes my dad/parents let me watch BSG. No it was not because the og was family friendly so this must be too. It was… well I won’t get into it but yeah. I was so sad no other kids were watching it. Lmao.

[dorothydalmati1]

Obscure Animation Subject #84: All Hail King Julien

This would’ve been posted 5 days ago on Twitter but crappy TOS update prevented me, thanks Elon Musk for trying to ruin my business…

Anyways, this is based on the Madagascar franchise and serves as a prequel to the first film. It’s also the second show based on Madagascar following The Penguins of Madagascar in 2008.

All Hail King Julien is produced by DreamWorks Animation Television and ran for “6” seasons (technically actually five but there is Season Exiled which is basically a continuation of the fourth season) of 78 episodes from December 19, 2014 to December 1, 2017 on Netflix.

The show was also developed by the original Madagascar creators Tom McGrath and Eric Darnell, and it stars non other than Julien himself. As a fan of the film series and loved Julien, I wondered how this show will turn out.

I was disappointed by the final product. This being a PREQUEL to Madagascar starring Julien sounds like a brilliant idea. But unfortunately it didn’t show off its potential. As I stated before, I loved Julien in the movies, and granted he’s not awful in his own show, but the other new characters I could care less about. The show doesn’t have much variety with the villains either, when Uncle King Julien first came back it was kinda cool I guess, and then he kept on showing up, along with others. After season 1 the show’s issues became more glaring as there were more fart, pee, vomit and other gross gags. King Julien could still be funny but it wasn’t enough to save the show. The stories also got worse as the show felt more lazily written past the first season.

So yeah, King Julien is probably the only aspect I consistently enjoyed in this series, but with dull secondary characters, really bad humor, and weak stories, you end up with a pretty lame show. I’ll just say you shouldn’t bother with this series and watch a much better Madagascar show “Penguins of Madagascar”, and hey that show had King Julien too so it's a win-win.

[thosch3i]

Hi hi! So the lost tombs and chronology all super confuse me. So tlt2 ended on a cliffhanger that was not resolved by tlt3 which is ultimate note, but now there is another tlt3 that I am guessing is made by the same studio as tlt2 (but not UN) that actually follows tlt2? And it has the same WPZ as tlt2 (but sadly different WX, ZQL though I’m sure these guys are great). You seem to know what you’re talking about so I’m hoping you can help!

UN also ended on a cliff hanger so I’m wondering if they’ll get a sequel from their studio that comes before tomb of the sea.

ahhh hello anon! yes ahaha the dmbj dramas are certainly very confusing--because they keep switching the screenwriters/entire production team between dramas. huanrui did tlt1 (2015), tlt2 (2019), and the sequel to tlt2 (2021). they're also technically the production company for un (2020), but linghe did like all the directing/casting/writing so its significantly different in tone and quality from the other dramas huanrui produced. npss (dmbj author) did sha hai (2018) and tltr (2020), with sha hai being in collab with linghe, so you can see lots of parallels with un and shared cast. (gonna add that i dont know much about the m9 because that’s not what im personally interested in, so i’m only going by stories with wu xie & the iron triangle.)

unfortunately, the dramas pretty have no continuity as a result of all the weird shit and multiple studios doing different dramas and messy stuff going on behind the scenes. the author's production company currently has all the rights back for filming future dramas, which is......imo, a good thing for book fans who love the author but a 😬 thing for book fans who like the original story more than what the author is now doing with it. I'll uh avoid saying too much opinion stuff though so no more on that 😅

that aside! yes 云顶天宫 “explore with the note” part 2......is the direct sequel to tlt2 and done by the same studio. unfortunately the writers are different and im not sure how much of the production team is the same either. idk how much you know about the novels so brief summary here--for the chinese version, the main story has 9 parts split among 8 books (though the official eng tls have each part being a different book) with some important content being as follows:

official eng title “cavern of blood zombies” (first time wx goes into a tomb, first t3j meeting)

official eng title “angry sea, hidden sands” (xisha seabed tomb, introduce a-ning)

official eng title “bronze tree of death” (bronze tree in qinling, wx & lao yang solo adventure)

official eng title “palace of doom” (heavenly palace on the clouds, introduce bronze gate)

official eng title “deadly desert winds” (golmud, introduce hei xiazi, desert, rainforest, tamutuo)

official eng title “graveyard of a queen” (the rest of that arc, wu sanxing & xie lianhuan reveal, jade meteorite, amnesiac xiaoge and escape, sanshu vanishes for good--also i think the official eng tl covers a couple chapters of the beginning of the next part too)

阴山古楼 (searching for xiaoge’s memories in banai, miluotuo cave, i think introduction of wu erbai)

邛笼石影 (auction/hotel iron triangle fight, introduce xiao hua & xiuxiu, wx & xh on the mountains alone while pz & xg go with granny huo)

finale (rescue from zhang family mansion, changbai mountain goodbye, 10 years promise)

after the main story are the main sequels:

zang hai hua (tibetan sea flower; unfinished & abandoned) covers wu xie a few years after xiaoge has entered the gate, searching to understand xiaoge’s past

sha hai (tomb of the sea; unfinished & abandoned) covers wu xie’s plan to wipe out the wang family, after zhh

chongqi (reunion: the sound of the providence) covers wu xie’s lung disease and how he recovers from that, set after they pick up xiaoge again from the bronze gate. thunder city and everything.

灯海寻尸&万山极夜 (still updating on wechat) don’t worry about this one since it’s still a WIP lol

btw between sha hai and chongqi there’s also ten years later (a short story) that covers how wu xie and pangzi pick up xiaoge from the bronze gate and take him home

the dramas Do Not Connect To Each Other At All, which the exception of tlt2 & tlt2 pt2 somewhat, but they go in this order:

盗墓笔记 / the lost tomb 1 (2015): covers part 1 but with major OCs and filler, and includes the auction scene from part 8 for some reason, so introduces xiao hua early.

怒海潜沙&秦岭神树 / the lost tomb 2 (2019) technically “explore with the note”: covers parts 2 & 3 but with major OCs and filler, introduces xiao hua & xiuxiu (and hei xiazi briefly) early. last couple episodes also cover the beginning of part 4. not a direct sequel to tlt1 despite being done by the same studio.

云顶天宫 / heavenly palace on the clouds (2021) technically also “explore with the note”: covers part 4 with major OCs and filler (and the same changes carrying over from tlt2). some episodes are identical to the last couple episodes of tlt2. works as a direct sequel only if you ignore the last couple episodes of tlt2 that take place in the snowy mountains. (those episodes of tlt2 were filmed after this drama was filmed, and im still not sure why they dragged the wu xie and xiaoge from tlt2 back to changbai mountain to film those episodes.)

终极笔记 / ultimate note (2020): covers parts 5-8 with minor OCs and minimal filler, also introduces xiao hua & xiuxiu early. the only adaptation that resembles its source material most of the time.

沙海 / tomb of the sea (2018): covers the second sequel with major OCs and filler. includes some bits from zhh and the short story “three days of silence”.

重启之极海听雷 / the lost tomb reboot (2020): covers third sequel with major OCs and filler.

in addition there is the prequel series mystic nine (2016) and side movies for the dramas that the author produced. there is also a single standalone movie--time raiders (2016) that is....well it’s. very strange. it’s fully subbed on youtube if you’re interested?

the best way to watch the dramas is to assume each one is its own self-contained AU set along different points of the dmbj timeline because even the dramas the author himself worked on don’t have continuity LOL (and with the exception of ultimate note & sha hai most of the time, also assume most characters are pretty OOC from the novels).

i uh regret to inform you though, that ultimate note will not be getting a sequel unless the author magically decides to not care about making money anymore and sells the rights to film the finale to linghe or something ^^;;;; it’s....unfortunate bc un is the most highly-rated dmbj adaptation on douban by A Lot, but it’s an adaptation that the author had literally nothing to do with whatsoever.

more information on some of the side movies/stage plays/manhua/donghua here.

summaries of the main novel stories (currently through zhh) here.

edited mtl (some of which has apparently been looked over by native cn speakers) of the novels following where official eng tls end here. (there are many scattered extras as well.)

you can get the official eng tl books/ebooks on amazon or elsewhere(?), but if you have problems purchasing them or like you just dont wanna support amazon or something, dm me off anon. (also i dont want to be mean but frankly the official tls are kinda bad too ^^;;;)

a rough timeline (spoilers galore) for the dmbj novels here. (fair warning im not 100% sure how accurate all of this is--they put three days of silence as 1991 but looking at the info in zhh, it seems like it should have been before the 1950s...but it’s more than fine as a general overview.)

anyway i hope that was helpful in some way? dmbj is a Very Confusing thing to get into ahahaha, one of my twitter mutuals has made a few carrds if you think they might be helpful: book, dramas (slightly out of date bc it says heavenly palace hasn’t aired yet), ultimate note (got its own carrd by virtue of being the only adaptation aside from sha hai sometimes that most og book fans acknowledge lol ^^;;;)

also anon if anything wasn’t clear or if you had more questions feel free to ask again sorry ahahaha im kinda tired rn @.@ 

[soul-dwelling]

Any final thoughts on the "end" (yeah I know there are still 2 chapters technically) of fireforce now? I guess it's official.

My thoughts on how Chapter 302 has wrapped up Fire Force with a page saying “end”?

Yeah, it’s official–Fire Force officially sucks, and it has led to needless fandom bickering that is worse than anyone ever whining over which ship they preferred in Soul Eater.

What a fucking waste of a follow-up series. Fire Force taints Soul Eater with what it does poorly, Soul Eater risks overshadowing Fire Force out of a cynical ploy to get its fans to now read the entire Fire Force series.

Fire Force had potential to be better and show the creator growing up and improving as a storyteller. Instead, it’s always going to be a footnote where you could interpret it as a prequel to Soul Eater–when, really, to me anyway, that interpretation is flawed and faces problems when actually trying to fit it into anything established in Soul Eater and especially NOT.

Fire Force looked like it was set up to be the opposite of Soul Eater in every way. To end the series this way is to take everything that made Fire Force unique from Soul Eater and just regress to what Soul Eater already did: it is a regression of the storyline.

Soul Eater is now tainted by all that is bad about Fire Force and the choices Ohkubo made in it, and Fire Force is going to be in part a footnote in Soul Eater, not standing as its own series, or even a continuation of Soul Eater, but just a bit of trivia, overshadowing so much good it did do on its own. Linking the two at the end is a no-win scenario.

This ending also fails to communicate a lot it could have, or maybe even was trying to communicate, for each character. If Chapter 302 was the final chapter, it leaves so many established characters under-developed and their stories incomplete. If there are one or two more chapters left, it is absolutely possible that those chapters could adequately cover all or most of the progression those other characters deserve. Given Ohkubo’s track record, and my biases against his work, I personally am not optimistic.

I’m posting this on Wednesday, February 9, 2022. If there are any leaks about the last two chapters, I haven’t seen them yet, so if anything did pop up on February 9, I’ll add a section at the end, and I'll mark any addendums I added to the following.

800 Years Makes Little Sense

Soul Eater established that Lord Death sealed Asura under where Death City ended up. Now Fire Force makes it unclear whether Shinra’s Death made a Death City-esque location first, only for Asura to later be sealed. It’s a quibble on my part, but that dramatically changes a lot of what fans like me expected. Wouldn’t it make more sense that Lord Death buried Asura in the desert first, seal his soul there, then make the city around that location to cover it up? Wouldn’t people notice Lord Death fighting and hiding Asura if he already had a city there? What I’m saying is, having Fire Force showing Shinra’s Death forming a Death City-esque setting first just screws up a lot of what we expect.

Plus, if 800 years passed between Fire Force and Soul Eater, wouldn’t fashion, tech, and geopolitical politics look far differently than what we have seen in Soul Eater and Soul Eater NOT? NOT kind of looked like the contemporary world, Fire Force looked like a post-apocalyptic post-2000s world re-built out of old technology, so why would NOT not look far more futuristic than Fire Force? I get that maybe we should apply Naruto rules (some newer tech, older traditions) or My Hero Academia rules (contemporary world, some newer tech and robots). But all of this just rubs me the wrong way.

I get it: “let the series finish before judging it!” But 800 years pass between Lord Death trapping Asura and Asura escaping. Everything in the text indicated Lord Death built Death City around Asura after imprisoning Asura, not before. That’s not a dealbreaker: maybe you can interpret it to mean that Lord Death already set up his city (as Death in Fire Force sets up something looking like Death City earlier) before imprisoning Asura. But that’s still a significant enough change from anticipated canon to toss away so frivolously.

And if it’s 800 years later, how come things still look the same? It doesn’t need to look like The Jetsons or Futurama, but it’s incredibly lazy to have the setting between Shinra’s new world and the world of Soul Eater look barely indistinguishable.

You maybe could argue that Soul Eater was more cartoony, having Soul (in a dream) fight Rasputin who should already be dead, or Maka and Soul fighting Jack the Ripper who also should already be dead.

But enough of that series seemed to follow the real world applications, although those real-world details (John F. Kennedy, the Statue of Liberty replica statue that Meme used to kill Sid) were largely established not in the main manga but in Soul Eater NOT. So, should we ignore NOT? That’s a big ask, and rather lazy.

And NOT was the one that introduced that Death City had various details from other nations’ designs, and was actually the most “realistic” version of the Soul Eater setting, emphasizing that the United Nations exist as do real-world countries. Did Shinra just magically restore the world to the time before the Great Cataclysm? (I know–“Shinra is practically God, he could do and know anything.” That is incredibly lazy, but I’ll get to that in the “Deus Ex Machina” section.)

Familial Bonds

About the only good part of these two series maybe being in the same continuity is how both series ended with a new bit of information, that shared familial bonds made working together easier. We wait until the end of Soul Eater to learn that Maka and Spirit being related by blood amde it easier for them to resonate, just as we learn at the end of Fire Force that Shinra, Sho, and their mother being related by blood made it easier for them to resonate.

But that is so cheap: up to now, no one has ever heard of Soul Resonance, suddenly Shinra, Sho, and Mari know what it is? They invented it? That is a lazy Easter egg. No, I am not sitting here and saying “But Shinra just knows because he’s God”: that is a lazy excuse. (Granted, Maka and Spirit being easier to resonate due to shared blood, rather than shared love or mutual respect, also reinforces a lot of regressiveness in Ohkubo’s work, prioritizing heredity over choosing your family.)

No One Dies?

And then this series makes death this cheap, where no one dies? Really? But if Fire Force is a prequel to Soul Eater, then how do people still die in Soul Eater? Joe Buttataki died. Maka and Soul killed Arachne, Jack the Ripper, and one of Blair’s souls. Black Star killed Mifune–are we now eliminating the sadness of that scene to instead act like “LOL, not really dead”? Again, Fire Force has done so much harm to what Soul Eater did so well, at earning the emotional pain readers felt when someone actually died.

Maybe it’s me–I just lost a direct relative, it fucking hurts, it’s not like no one else has felt what I felt, but it feels awful to see this series shrug and just say “whatever” to death, not because you should live and face your fears but because people just won’t die from horrible injuries and…I guess just die when Death says so? This is awful. Go read Magu-chan: God of Destruction or watch the last Gintama film to see realities about death and mourning, not this crap.

Nothing of Value Added

What is added to Fire Force by linking it to Soul Eater? What in Soul Eater needed an explanation that Fire Force is providing? Do we learn more about Adolla? Did we need any more information about how Death City came into being? Do we finally see Maka’s mother? No, we don’t, so I don’t care. There is at least one more chapter, so if the manga managed to satisfy me with regard to these and similar questions, I will withdraw those questions. As it stands now, it has not.

Fan Theories Propagate

If there is anything valuable to this, it at least lets fans come up with theories. But as I said, with an 800-year problem in front of us, the theories don’t appeal to me right now.

“What if Vulcan is really Eibon?! Or Yu?!” Aside from being inventors, who cares? Aside from the fact that only Eibon worked with someone directly magic, who cares? While 800 years would give Vulcan and Yu the opportunity to use their curiosity to research magic, who cares?

“If Death got rid of Spontaneous Human Combustion, then the pyrokinetic abilities just become magic, because Maki was called a witch!” For fuck’s sake, it’s a reference to Blair’s design. Hell, Blair was the only character in Soul Eater, give or take Maba, who looked like the conventional witch, and she was not even a witch, she was a cat, so why would Maki somehow lead to witches?

And speaking of a talking cat like Blair, Maka and Soul were still pretty weirded out to see a talking cat. Why would that bother them if people just accept talking animals like Schop and Beauty? Maybe there aren’t that many talking animals in Shinra’s new world order. And why would Enrique only be understood by Tezca (assuming other people don’t also understand him)?

Deus Ex Machina and Sympathy for the Devil

Death just un-does everything? Really?

Shinra can just do anything? Really?

In Paradise Lost, Lucifer/Satan loses his shit on God because God suddenly changes reality enough. Lucifer basically goes, “Wait, who the fuck is Jesus? This guy? You never said he existed!” God just says, “No, he was totally always there.” And Lucifer just goes, “Oh, fuck this shit, you gaslighting sack of shit!” That’s how it feels reading Fire Force: Ohkubo is putting us in the Lucifer/Satan position. It’s not as if John Milton, intentionally or not, did not make his version of Lucifer/Satan sympathetic: he did. It’s not as if, from the Rolling Stones’ “Sympathy for the Devil” (if you interpret it that way: it’s more about humanity’s crimes, not the Devil) and the TV show Lucifer, didn’t already make Lucifer/Satan and similar figures sympathetic, even understandable, without being blasphemous in some Abrahamic interpretations.

But this again is a big ask. This feels like when Ohkubo made any reader who disagreed with his portrayal of Tamaki like that Karen who yells at her. Hell, it’s like when Ohkubo had Yu freak out over how nothing with Arthur’s parents makes sense, as if Yu is the example of “sit back and just relax.” The reason “sit back and just relax” was the MST3K mantra was because the plot was not the purpose of the show, it was merely the vehicle for delivering the skits and movie riffs. The plot of Fire Force is part of the show’s purpose, not merely the vehicle. That would be like saying “the plot is just in service for the pretty art and animation”: I have hated that argument out of so many fellow comics and animation fans–no, a pretty comic or a pretty animated story is not in itself good for being pretty, otherwise it’s just a museum piece to appreciate, not a story to get involved in.

I think that, in most cases, visual art should be in service of the story and plot, not the other way around. And Ohkubo looks like a better visual artist than a storyteller. Images can tell a story; I don’t think the images Ohkubo uses have told a good story, and I think I would enjoy a story written by someone else but whose paneling, setting, character designs, and style was guided by Ohkubo’s pen.

Conclusion

About the only thing this finale did well, and did better than Soul Eater did, was re-establishing what we saw at the beginning of the manga: Shinra having a legitimate smile. Like Soul Eater, it is invoking something that came from the very beginning of the series; unlike Soul Eater, it wasn’t just a bunch of boob jokes.

All of that said, I personally choose not to interpret Soul Eater and Fire Force as being in canon with each other. There is enough in Fire Force to interpret the two series as being in canon; I think there also is enough in canon and in the metatextual reading that all of these are just references to Soul Eater, nothing more.

[frenchie-sottises]

ADDICT Animation Thoughts.

HEY, WANNA LEARN DRUGS?

This is me not having doing one of these review sort of things in a while. I’m kinda swallowed in the love for the newest animation for Hazbin Hotel, so I’mma do a review on it.

Yeah, I’m talking about the whole music video for the song “ADDICT”.  Yes, it’s a song I freaking LOVE and will probably sing it to the ceilings for the rest of the week.

I actually had no clue there was an animation being produced for this song. I thought it was a good fan song and it was just gonna be left like that, but no, the person, and team, decided to make a video for it.

Okay, first off, can I just gush over how much I freaking love this thumbnail?? It’s done by Arielle Somerville, and even though this doesn’t have Cherri included, who takes up the second verse and I’ll talk about that in the minute, she definitely gets the message across that this video, and song, is mostly about Angel himself. I especially love the reflection on the pole, showing Valentino, who showed his face in the comic that’s supposed to be a prequel to the actual pilot. I also love the expression on Angel’s face. To me, it spells utter hatred for Valentino, and why shouldn’t he?

I’m sure most people who like Hazbin Hotel have seen this vid, so I don’t think I need to put a spoiler warning. Instead of explaining what happens in the video, I will break down the actual song and what comes to mind when I hear the lyrics and see the imagery.

Til death do us part, but we're already past that phase. This is a brand new start, and I think I deserve some praise

I will forever love this shot.

for the way that I am. Despite having overdosed, and ending up comatose.

I don't give a damn, I've let my emotions go- Fuck being a sober hoe.

The first verse is fairly clear about what happened to him before and after he died. Angel states with the whole “Till death, do us part” that now that he’s in Hell, he’s starting anew. He then further states that he should “deserve some praise” for the way he is despite the fact he “overdosed” and “ending up comatose”. While it IS confirmed that Angel died via PCP overdose, PCP can cause anything from organ shutdown (lungs and kidneys specifically) to seizures and coma. It’s not exactly clear what specifically killed him, but if I had to guess: organ shutdown. Specifically respiratory arrest since the oxygen is crucial for sustaining the brain.

He then, like typical Angel Dust, sings about not giving a damn, which makes sense since cause, y’know, it’s Angel. He claims to have let his emotions go and “fuck being a sober hoe.” PCP is.. odd when it comes to the psychological effects of it. PCP can block NMDA receptors, which are responsible for pain sensations, memory function, learning, and yes, even emotions. However, it can also cause anything from euphoria and calmness to anxiety and violence depending on how much is taken and who is using it. I’m not an expert, so I don’t know what’s specifically causing such contradicting results. (If someone does know PCP back to front, I’m giving you the shot to put your two cents in.)

This is the mantra, this is my life you're playing with now til the end of the night. Surrounded by fire, the passion ignites, a hit of that heaven and hell, a helluva high!

We then hit the bridge. Angel walks towards the moth in the thumbnail named “Valentino”, and yes, I got plenty to say about him later, and tells him he’s playing with Angel’s life “til the end of the night.” I don’t exactly know what he means by this since Valentino is Angel’s boss and we all know it’s not some one-time thing. He then sings about being “surrounded by fire” as “the passion ignites” and “a hit of that heaven and hell.” Heaven and Hell, huh? I believe he, himself, knows of its effects. (I’m not calling him stupid/oblivious, but sometimes the effects of these sort of drugs tend to be underestimated when it comes to what they can actually do.)

I'm addicted to the madness. This hotel is my Atlantis. We're forever gonna have a fucking reason to sin. Let me leave my soul to burn and I'll be breathing it in. I'm addicted to the feeling. Getting higher than the ceiling. And we're never gonna want this fucking feeling to end. Just concede and give in to your inner demons again.

Angel, along with Cherri, sings about how he’s “addicted to the madness.” I mean, he did have a casual conversation while happily killing Sir Pentious’s minions. He then makes a reference to the lost city of Atlantis, a city that was said to be inhabited by people who were half-man/half-god and created a utopian civilization.. basically the hotel is an “oasis” of sorts to flee from his current situation. Of course, being in a place called Hell, he states how there will always be a reason to sin and that he’ll leave his soul to burn and breathe it in. I mean, it’s Hell, you can’t fault him for thinking that, and, if you know a thing or two about Hell, once you’re there, have fun getting out, so you might as well leave your soul to burn and breathe it in. Of course, Hell is a lot uglier than this, but we’re talking fictional characters here, so there’s gonna be some rule bending.

He then repeats the first line of the chorus, but it’s slightly altered. He’s “addicted to the feeling” and “getting higher than the ceiling”, which is probably referring to the drugs again cause, well, you know. Of course, like how drug abusers become drug abusers, he doesn’t want this “feeling to end”, so he takes more angel dust to keep this feeling going. He then says to “concede and give in to your inner demons again.” Concede means to “admit after resisting or denying”, so Angel, at some point, was resisting, or denying, the situation he was in, but after either fighting it/denying it for so long, before or after death, he accepted that he’s fucked up and gave in to his inner demons.

I also love this shot.

After a few seconds of awesome music, Cherri gets her time to shine.

Yeah you fell in love, but you fell deeper in this pit. While death rains from above, so count your blessings cause this is it.

You're not letting it go, so what if I misbehave? It's what everybody craves.

You already know, so come if you're feeling brave, and fancy yourself a mate.

Cherri seems to have suffered an abusive relationship before as she seems to use past tense for whoever she’s referring to. "Yeah, you fell in love, but you fell deeper in this pit.” Whatever it was, it’s not something that can be made up for. She then says “While death rains from above, so count your blessings cause this is it.” I don’t exactly know what she means by this. Technically, they’re both dead and in Hell, so I don’t think whoever this man is has had his soul destroyed.. mainly because of what she says later. However, as death does what death does best, she’s telling him to count his blessings as this is it. I don’t know what she means as we don’t actually know that much about Cherri to begin with, so it’s more of a hit or miss kind of game in this playing field. She doesn’t seem to have any grudges against him, or at least doesn’t act like she does. I know somewhere down the line that our “protagonists” will have to face their problems, but I’m not sure what Cherri has in store for a man she seemingly got over.

However, it may be over for her, but she states that it isn’t for him by telling him that he’s “not letting it go.” She continues by asking “so what if I misbehave?” and then following that up with “It’s what everybody craves.” She makes it seem like he couldn’t handle her overly energetic attitude. It may also suggest that Cherri, along with her use of bombs and how much she seems to love blowing up shit, may be emotionally unstable. While yes, she may be kind and friendly to Angel, but he’s just a friend, I don’t think he’s anything more.

It doesn’t stop there though, whatever it is, she tells him he already knows, so come if he’s feeling brave and fancy himself a mate. Mate is often referring to a lover, but could also mean friend or someone for a one-night stand. Again, since we don’t know much about her, these lines could mean anything.

You want it? I got it! See what you like? We could have it all by the end of the night! Your money and power.. my sinful delight! A hit of that heaven and hell, a helluva high!

The bridge doesn’t do much in terms of explaining what’s happened to Cherri. While yes, it’s definitely explaining something, we don’t know what that something is. We can only guess at the moment.

Cherri tells whoever this man is that if he wants it, she’s got it. She then teases him with “See what you like? We could have it all by the end of the night!” The whole “end of the night” has now been said on both sides. It could mean about the similar situations between them. Heck, it might be why they’re friends to begin with. Nothing brings people together more than having similar experiences.

Then, and I don’t know if this is me, Cherri’s voice seems to tone down slightly when saying, “Your money and power” before kicking it back up with her smiling and saying, “my sinful delight!” The animation may support this as everything tones down, except the music, as if she’s reminiscing. She then follows it up with the line that leads into the chorus. As far as I know, she isn’t taking drugs, but that doesn’t mean you can’t be addicted to certain habits. *cough, cough* Blowing shit up. *cough, cough*

We then hit the chorus again. The chorus before introduced Cherri into the video, but now it’s being sung by both on the same stage and in the same building: the same one Cherri decides to blow up as they both sing about their respective situations. There isn’t much to this other than the fact that it feels more of a wrap up on explaining their current states.

Of course, those who have listened to the VIP version knows there was an extra verse sung by Angel, which was included at the end of the video.

I'm addicted to the sorrow when the buzz ends by tomorrow. There's another rush of poison flowing into my veins, giving me a dose of pleasure that resides by the pain.

I'm addicted, I'm dependent. Looking awesome, feeling helpless. And I know I'm raising Cain by every highway in hell. Maybe things won't be so terrible inside this hotel.

I.. don’t know where to begin with this. I had to go back several times because there’s just so much detail in every scene. Everything from seeing Travis getting kicked in the face to the cigarette that Angel threw in the ash tray looking like a heart.

I think I’ll start with what I think might be going on.

Angel, more than likely, is still in an abusive relationship with Valentino, who I will ramble about in a few. I’ve seen a few who’ve said that he isn’t, but I don’t think he managed to break it just like that. He is the one who told the audience to give in to their inner demons after all.

As far as Cherri goes? She’s become an addict to her own habit of blowing stuff up for fun. While yes, she’s seen blowing stuff up that is about/for Valentino, with a habit that’s become an addiction, I don’t think it’s gonna be very specific.

Of course, I could be very wrong about Cherri. She is seen blowing up a sign that literally says “ADDICT.”

So maybe she has broken an addiction of hers and is stronger than I give her credit for. Maybe that’s also why she’s coming to the hotel, cause she also said the hotel is her Atlantis, so it’s probably a hint that she’s gonna be added later.

Speaking of Cherri...

I love her solely for this.

While they aren’t exactly ideal people, they are, almost, ideal friends. Whenever one struggles, the other comes to help. Angel helped Cherri fight off Pentious while Cherri is here comforting Angel as he goes through his abusive relationship with Valentino. (She also helps with, again, blowing up anything that belongs/is for Valentino. Ridding imagery of an abuser will bring some ease to the victim’s life.) I say “almost” as they don’t go about it in the tamest of ways.. though I understand why people would come to defend what Cherri did. If nothing stops them from fighting and taking land, then nothing would stop Cherri blowing up a billboard or two, especially if it’s Valentino.

I think it’s time I’ve rambled about Valentino and the relationship he and Angel have, SO HUGE WARNING, this is gonna mention sexual assault/rape.

Valentino... I know I’m right when I say that just about everyone in the Hazbin Hotel fandom absolutely hates this fucker.

I can’t tell you how many people have made jokes about it already. Who wouldn’t hate him? I can tell you right here, right now, that moths, because he’s a moth, are my favorite insects. They’re fluffy, amazing to look at, and can make for some nice character designs. However, I have not once found myself being fond of Valentino. He has a great design, but that’s about it. He may not be real, but I’d strangle him too for not respecting Angel’s boundaries.

Like

who

the fuck

aRE YOU

TO DO THIS??

My god, it doesn’t even stop here. This was pretty tame. I have a feeling not many know what was actually shown in the mirror when Angel was in his room.

Yeah, I don’t need to tell ya. I mean, I hope that’s not what’s happening, but Valentino IS one of many of the overlords of Hell, so who knows how twisted he is. It looks like he’s just holding him in place and just glaring at him through the mirror as he probably monologues about some bull about Angel being his and whatnot, but this is Hell and tame can just go out the window.. that and Valentino is literally fucking drooling.

As a final note, I’m pretty hyped for whatever Vivzie and her crew have in store for this series. I’ve seen the pilot, I’ve read the comic, and now I’ve seen the music video, all have been great.

I can’t really guess on where Vivzie’s gonna go with this whole story. I’ve always learned that Hell is an inescapable place, so I’d expect that Hazbin Hotel will be about Charlie hoping to rehabilitate people to go to Heaven only to find out that there’s no way out. Maybe it’ll be about how Hell doesn’t have to be some horrible place for nothing but pain, but a place to finally try and fix your problems so they don’t control you in the afterlife.

However, Hell has one issue: the overpopulation and extermination. It’s why Charlie opened up the hotel to begin with, so maybe the plot is far more clear cut. It is a fictional world. Technically the Hell most people think of is nothing really like this. It’s just an eternal fire pit where you’ll suffer physical pain over and over. However, Vivzie’s take on it is far more abstract. It seems Hell is where you’re put into situations you wouldn’t want to be in. Angel seems to want love and have fun, but is instead stuck with someone abusive and what he finds fun has been turned into work, both of which he hates.

In the end, I’m really loving Hazbin Hotel’s story as a whole. I love the fact Angel got some more depth to him. I’m looking forward to what’s in store for Cherri and the others.

P.S.: You wanna know the irony to this? I love moths, but most spiders I hate. However, I’m here hating Valentino, a moth, while having a fondness for Angel, a spider.

I’ve never had something like this happen to me before and it’s one of many reason why I love Hazbin Hotel.

[bibbawrites]

Beach Baby - Single Dad!Charlie x Owen

THIS IS PART 4 OF THE SINGLE DAD!CHARLIE SERIES YOU CAN READ PART 1 HERE , THE PREQUEL (PART 2) HERE AND PART 3 HERE 

Request: none

Word Count: 3907 words 😳

Summary: Part 4 of Single Dad!Charlie, Margaux and Charlie reunite with Owen in Hawaii after months apart due to lockdown, just in time for Margaux’s fourth birthday 

Warnings: technically underage drinking, i guess technically i have to warn that this is implied mutual crushing between owen and charlie, if you dont feel comfortable with romantic chowen do not read 

A/N: i couldn’t get this out of my head so i had to write it, and boy did i write it this is the longest non-chaptered fic ive ever written and honestly i could have made it longer but i didnt want it to drag on any more that it already did this is literally more than double the length of my normal fics, i got very carried away

also just a note that i’m not trying to be rude about the fans who met the boys at the airport and i’m sure in real life the boys were happy to stop and chat, but from a parents perspective charlie’s first instinct would be to protect his daughter so i just thought i’d add that. please don’t get upset for that part!

sorry for any mistakes, its 4am and im half asleep trying to read through this to post lol anyways, hope you enjoy! 

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“Papa!” Margaux screamed, racing across the airport to Owen, the blond boy scooping up the nearly four year old and spinning her around when she reached him. 

“Maggie! I’ve missed you so much.” Owen exclaimed, pulling his mask down to pepper her cheeks with kisses, causing Margaux to giggle loudly. “Where’s your Daddy?” 

“Right behind you.” Owen spun around to find Charlie standing there, clearly smiling at him despite the bandana that covered his mouth, and Owen’s heart skipped a beat at how good Charlie looked in the early morning sun streaming through the airport windows. 

Meanwhile Charlie was thinking the exact same thing, admiring how attractive Owen was, especially when he was in his dad mode. He really understood why girls had such a weakness for cute boys with cute kids when he saw Owen with Margaux. 

Charlie stepped forward, pulling Owen into a tight hug and Margaux whined in complaint at being squished between her dad and her self declared papa. They pulled away from each other, both boys fighting to hide their slightly flushed cheeks. 

“I’m hungry.” Margaux whined, and Charlie was snapped out of his heart eyes daze, his whole focus back on his daughter. 

“Let’s get some food into you before our plane leaves then eh.” He replied, and Margaux nodded happily. 

Feeling bold Owen grabbed onto Charlie’s hand, lacing their fingers together. It wasn’t unusual for them to do this but it was the first time doing it when they were well known enough that someone might recognise them. But neither of them really cared. They were just happy to be back together again. 

- 

The minute they arrived in Hawaii they were met with fans. As much as he loved meeting the fans Charlie couldn’t help but sigh slightly as he tried to protect Margaux as much as he could.

It wasn’t that the fans didn’t know about Margaux, because it was a well known fact that he was a single dad, it was more that he wanted to keep her away from the spotlight. She hadn’t asked for her dad to become a well known actor, and she didn’t deserve to have her life changed because of it. He was determined to give her the most normal life possible. 

Eventually they made it to the villa house that they were staying in while in Hawaii, and after throwing their bags into their rooms it was time to have a bit of fun. 

“Swim time swim time!” Margaux sung, running laps around the living room. Kenny chuckled at the small girl, looking up at Charlie who was following closely behind her. 

“It seems like only yesterday she was a tiny two year old who cried every time you left her side.” He said, and Charlie smiled fondly, sitting down on the chair next to Kenny. 

“She’s growing up too fast.” He agreed. “I can’t believe in less than 24 hours time I’ll be a dad to a four year old.” 

Margaux tripped on the tiles, landing with a clatter, her bottom lip jutting out. Charlie jumped up, but before he could even think about moving across the room Owen was by Margaux’s side, helping her up and pulling her into a tight hug. He whispered something in her ear and Margaux giggled loudly, her fall already forgotten.

Charlie smiled softly at the scene, his heart filled with love for both the blond boy and his little princess. 

“Daddy.” Margaux called, snapping Charlie out of his daze. 

“Yeah baby?” He answered, finally making his way across the room. 

“Can we swim now?” She asked, grabbing onto his leg. Charlie subconsciously ran his hand through her soft curls.  

“Of course we can.” He replied. Margaux glanced up at Owen. 

“Papa too?” She questioned. 

“Papa too.” Charlie agreed. Margaux peered past him, her gaze landing on Kenny.

“Coming Uncle Kenny?” She asked, and Kenny laughed, standing up. 

“Coming Little Gillespie.” He replied. 

Margaux smiled contently, taking both Charlie and Owen’s hands to pull them outside towards the pool. 

She really did have every single one of them wrapped around her little finger. 

- 

Dinner that night was special, as it was supposed to be Carolynn’s last day on the island. They decided on a joint party for her last night, as well as celebrating Margaux’s birthday a day early. 

They had headed to a tiny restaurant near their villa, and Charlie had allowed Margaux to pick whatever she wanted from the menu, not that it mattered because she chose chicken nuggets and chips anyways.

The meal was nice, and before they knew it they were arriving back at the villa. Jeremy, Carolynn and Kenny all excused themselves for bed, and Tori settled into the couch, flicking the TV on. 

“Bath and bed time baby.” Charlie told Margaux, and she pouted but obeyed, following him into the hallway. 

“Hey Char, can I ask you something?” Owen asked, trailing behind the father daughter duo, and Charlie stopped, letting Margaux run ahead to their room. 

“Anything.” He smiled. 

“Do you mind if I share your room? I know the other bed was meant to be for Margaux but-” Owen started, playing with his fingers slightly. 

“She can share with me.” Charlie cut him off. “Bed’s all yours.” Owen looked up, his eyes widening. 

“Really?” He checked. 

“Of course.” Charlie smiled. Owen grinned, throwing his arms around Charlie’s neck. 

“Thanks Char. I just didn’t really want to sleep alone.” He admitted, and Charlie squeezed him tight. 

“Any time.” He told Owen, and the blond boy pulled away with a smile, before heading off to the room he was originally going to stay in to collect his bags. 

Charlie entered the room that he and Margaux, and now Owen, were sharing, finding his daughter already snuggled into one of the beds, still wearing her dinner clothes. Charlie sighed, moving to pull her out of the bed. Owen entered the room, bags in tow, and Margaux looked up at him excitedly. 

“Papa! Are you sleeping here?” She questioned. Owen placed his bags in the corner before answering. 

“I am Miss Maggie.” He said, and Margaux cheered. 

“You don’t mind sleeping with Daddy?” Charlie checked, and Margaux shook her head, jumping up to throw her arms around Charlie’s neck. 

“Nope! More cuddles!” She stated. Charlie laughed, picking her up. 

“Exactly right. Now, it’s bath time.” He said, grabbing Margaux’s pyjamas as she clung to him. 

“Bye Papa!” Margaux called as Charlie moved to leave the room. Owen waved. 

“Bye Maggie!” He replied, matching her enthusiasm. Charlie couldn’t help but smile. 

Margaux was so lucky to have someone like Owen in her life. They both were. 

- 

“Daddy! Wake up!” Margaux screamed, jumping on top of Charlie. He groaned, squinting as he looked up at his daughter. 

“What time is it?” He mumbled. Owen sat up in his own bed, grabbing his phone to check the time. 

“4:47am.” He informed Charlie, his voice thick with sleep. Charlie tried to ignore how sexy Owen’s morning voice was, instead focusing on his daughter. 

“Mags it’s too early to be awake.” He told her. Margaux pouted, flopping down on top of him. 

“Daddy, it’s my birthday!” She exclaimed. Charlie smiled, kissing her cheek. 

“I know baby, happy birthday. Now can we sleep for a little bit?” He tried. Margaux thought for a moment. 

“Only if Papa comes here too.” She decided. 

Charlie’s eyes widened slightly, eyes fixed on Owen as the younger boy sleepily slid out of his bed with no hesitation, and into Charlie’s, snuggling into Charlie’s side the minute he laid down. Margaux squirmed her way under the covers, squishing herself in between the two of them. 

Charlie shut his eyes in an attempt to get back to sleep, but it was no use. He opened his eyes again, staring up at the ceiling, as Margaux slept soundly next to him.

His mind was racing, noticing every single little place where Owen’s warm skin was in contact with his. It felt like he was on fire.

“Stop thinking.” Owen mumbled, and Charlie turned his head to see Owen staring at him, his eyes half shut with sleep.

“How did you know?” He questioned. Owen gave him a small smile. 

“I always know. Whatever it is, just ignore it for now. Get some sleep, it’s gonna be a big day.” Owen whispered. Charlie paused for a moment, just staring at Owen in the dim light from Margaux’s nightlight. Even half asleep in the almost complete darkness of the room Owen still looked gorgeous. Charlie swallowed. 

“You’re right. Thanks O.” He replied. 

“Love you.” Owen yawned in response, his eyes shutting again. Charlie smiled softly, moving his hand to brush a bit of Owen’s hair off his face.

“I love you too Owen.” He replied, despite the fact that the younger boy was already asleep. He pressed a soft kiss to Owen’s head, and lowered his voice to no more than a whisper.

“More than I probably should.”

- 

After what felt like no time at all Charlie was being shaken awake again. 

“Daddy is it time to get up now?” Margaux questioned, sitting on his chest. Charlie yawned. 

He reached over and checked his phone. It was just after 6:30am. 

“Okay we can get up. But we’re gonna leave Papa to sleep a little bit more, okay?” Charlie compromised. Margaux thought for a moment before agreeing. Charlie grinned, sliding the both of them out of the bed careful not to wake Owen. Once they were out of the bed Charlie lifted Margaux up, placing her on his hip. He pressed a soft kiss to her temple.  

“Now. Let’s go make some birthday pancakes.” 

- 

“Happy birthday Little Gillespie.” Jeremy sung, entering the kitchen with Carolynn close behind him.

Margaux grinned, her mouth full of pancake. 

“Thank you!” She exclaimed, her words muffled by her food. Carolynn stepped past Jeremy, moving to place a gentle kiss on Margaux’s head and whisper to her. Margaux grinned before looking up at her father.

“Hey Daddy?” She spoke. Charlie made a noise in response.

“Yeah?” He said, flipping pancakes onto a plate for both Jeremy and Carolynn.

“Do you think the birthday fairy could found me here?” Margaux questioned, her eyes full of hope. Charlie couldn’t help but smile, not even bothering to correct her words, as he placed the pan down.

“Should we go find out?” He asked. Margaux’s eyes widened in excitement.

“Yeah! But first we have to get Papa.” She decided. Charlie nodded.

“You wanna go wake him up? Tell him we made him some pancakes?” He asked, and Margaux grinned, already sliding out of her chair.

“Okay Daddy!” She replied, before rushing out of the room. The room fell silent for a few moments before Carolynn cleared her throat.

“So Charlie...” She raised an eyebrow. “How long have you been in love with Owen?” 

Charlie choked on his coffee. 

“I’m sorry, what?” He spluttered. Carolynn grinned. 

“You heard me.” She said. Charlie hesitated. 

“I’m not-” He stopped. “I-” 

He groaned. There was no use denying it if clearly he was obvious enough that his friends had figured him out.

“Since filming.” He admitted. Carolynn cheered. 

“You owe me $20.” She told her husband, who glared at Charlie. 

“You just had to admit it, huh?” Jeremy shook his head, and Charlie shrugged, a small smile on his face.

“Admit what?” Owen’s voice came from behind them, deep from sleep, and Charlie took a sip of his coffee to try to distract himself. Owen always looked good but in the early morning light, his hair still a mess from sleeping, he looked ethereal. Charlie bit his lip to stop himself from staring.

“Nothing important.” Carolynn replied, and Charlie shot her a thankful look. 

“Can we see if the birthday fairy visited now?” Margaux sighed, clearly impatient. They all laughed. 

“Of course baby.” Charlie told her, standing up. He grabbed the plate of pancakes he had made for Owen, handing them to the younger boy as he passed him. 

Margaux lead the way to the living area where Kenny and Tori were already sat waiting, squealing with excitement when she saw the small pile of presents on the table.

“They came!” She exclaimed, and Charlie couldn’t help but smile, ruffling her hair affectionately.

Margaux settled down on the couch as everyone spread out around the room, and one by one she opened the presents, eyes widening with excitement at every single one. 

Charlie had gotten her a few dolls that he knew she had been wanting, plus some new clothes, books and other toys. 

Jeremy and Carolynn had gotten her a small paint set with a Frozen paint by numbers. 

Kenny had gotten her a tiny version of the Sunset Curve shirt that the cast had all received. 

Tori had gotten her a little lilac tutu. 

Madi, Jadah and Savannah had sent their presents, some handmade earrings, little stud versions of the ghost drawings that Carolynn had created from Madi, a small pair of overalls from Savannah, and a colouring book from Jadah.

But her absolute favourite gift had come from Owen, a tan coloured bear from Build-A-Bear that he had dressed like Luke, and the clothes to change the bear into Reggie, Alex and Julie if she wanted to. 

After hugs all round the group decided to go their own ways, with Kenny heading off to spend the day relaxing, and Tori, Jeremy and Carolynn going to the beach to sunbathe since Carolynn’s flight had been delayed. 

“Where do you want to go today birthday girl?” Charlie asked, as he and Owen collected the pile of gifts to move them back to their room.

Margaux frowned in thought, the bear still grasped in her arms.

“Hiking.” She decided, and Charlie laughed. She was definitely his daughter.

“You sure? We can do whatever you want to do.” He checked. Margaux nodded, her attention focused on her new clothes that Charlie had placed on the bed to fold later. 

“I’m sure.” She said, reaching for the Sunset Curve shirt and overalls. “Can I wear this?”

“Of course you can.” Charlie agreed. 

“I’m gonna have a quick shower.” Owen said, grabbing some clothes out of his bag. Charlie nodded, focused on helping Margaux change out of her pyjamas into her new clothes.

“Do you think we can have some time tonight just you and me?” Charlie asked once Margaux was dressed, moving to grab her hairbrush and some hair ties.

“Yes please Daddy.” Margaux agreed, sitting on the edge of the bed as Charlie sat behind her.

“We could go get dinner just the two of us, and then come back here for birthday cake.” He suggested. Margaux frowned, clearly thinking. 

“Is it chocolate cake?” She asked after a moment, and Charlie paused from brushing her hair to kiss the top of her head. 

“You’ll have to wait and see.” He teased. Charlie finished tying her hair up into two little space buns, not quite proper buns but as close as he could get with her shortish hair.

“I hope it’s chocolate cake. I love chocolate cake.” She giggled, standing up on the bed and turning around to hug her father. Charlie wrapped his arms around her, a gesture that was so safe and familiar. 

“Me too baby, me too.” He agreed. Margaux snuggled her head into his shoulder. 

“Is Papa coming hiking?” She questioned. Charlie grinned to himself. 

“Do you want him to come?” He asked. Margaux didn’t even hesitate. 

“Yes.”

“Then I’m sure he’d love to come.” Charlie assured her. She pulled away. looking him in the eyes. Charlie had always loved that she had gotten his eyes. 

“Do I ask him?” She said, eyes wide. Charlie struggled to contain a laugh at how serious she looked. 

“When he comes back, yeah.” He nodded. 

“When who comes back?” Owen asked, re-entering the room. Margaux jumped up, throwing herself at the 20 year old. He lifted her up with no hesitation. 

“Are you gonna come hiking?” Margaux asked, her bottom lip jutting out in a pleading way. 

“Of course I am. Wouldn’t want to miss spending time with my two favourite people.” Owen grinned, kissing her nose causing her to giggle. Charlie’s heart skipped a beat at the declaration that he was one of Owen’s favourite people. 

“Yay! Can we go now?” Margaux turned in Owen’s arms to face her father. He nodded, standing up from the bed. 

“Shoes, and then we can go.” He said, and Margaux squirmed her way out of Owen’s arms to go find her running shoes. 

Charlie exchanged a look with Owen, the both of them thinking the same thing. 

It was going to be a long day. 

- 

Hiking with a just turned four year old was exhausting, even despite them choosing the easiest possible trail so that she wouldn’t have any issues.

It was fine at first, Margaux excitedly looking at the plants and trying to spot any animals in the trees, but after about twenty minutes she got bored and tired, and Charlie and Owen spent the rest of the hike passing her back and forth between the two of them.

Finally they made it back to the villa, and after a quick stop for lunch Margaux was recharged and ready for the rest of the day.

“Can we swim?” She asked. Charlie nodded.

“We’ll go and get changed, and then we can go in the pool for a while until we have to get ready for dinner, okay?” He suggested. 

“Okay Daddy.” Margaux smiled sweetly. 

-

After quickly changing into their swimmers, Charlie, Margaux and Owen ended up in the pool, Jeremy and Carolynn lounging nearby. 

They swam for a few hours until Margaux got thirsty, and with a promise of apple juice she and Charlie climbed out of the pool leaving Owen to go sit with the Shada’s. 

Charlie walked inside the villa, finding Kenny sat at the kitchen bench reading while Tori lounged on one of the couches, staring at her phone. 

“Why don’t we do cake now, so that you don’t have to worry about rushing home?” Kenny spoke up, as Charlie manoeuvred through the kitchen to get the apple juice out, Margaux clinging to his chest like a baby koala. 

“That’s a good idea. Do you want to do your birthday cake now Mags?” Charlie asked his daughter, pouring her some apple juice. She sipped on the juice, looking up at him with wide eyes. 

“Yeah!” She exclaimed. Charlie smiled. 

“Okay, can you go get Papa, Aunty Care and Uncle Jer for me?” He asked, placing her down. She nodded eagerly, handing her cup of juice to him before rushing outside to where Owen, Jeremy and Carolynn were still sat.

Charlie grabbed the cake out of the fridge and placed it on the bench, before putting the four candles in, and grabbing a lighter.

“Have you seen my camera Kenny?” He asked, and Kenny just pointed to the end of the bench where the camera was sitting. Charlie smiled gratefully, grabbing the camera.

“Want me to take photos?” Tori offered, and Charlie nodded, handing her the camera. 

Margaux re-entered the room, Owen and the Shada’s following close behind her, and when she reached her father he lifted her up. Kenny took the lighter, lighting the candles on the cake and together they sung Happy Birthday to Margaux, Tori snapping photos as the four year old blew out her candles. 

Charlie held Margaux close to him as Kenny divided the cake up, thankful that he had such an amazing family to spend his little girl’s birthday with. 

-

When Charlie and Margaux made it back to the villa after their dinner that night, the newly four year old was ready to fall asleep. Charlie carried her to bed, silently thanking his past self for deciding to give her a bath and do her birthday cake before they went to dinner because now all he had to do was change her into her pyjamas. 

He changed her quickly seeing that she was almost asleep, and tucked her into the bed. 

“Did you have a good birthday baby?” Charlie asked softly, settling down next to his daughter.

Margaux just nodded in response. 

“That’s good.” Charlie ran a hand through her curls. “Goodnight baby girl.” 

“Big girl.” Margaux mumbled sleepily. Charlie smiled, leaning down and kissing her head. 

“You might be a big girl now but you’ll always be my baby girl.” He whispered. “I love you.” 

“I love you too Daddy.” Margaux replied, her eyes already shut and her arms wrapped tightly around her new bear. Charlie stood up slowly and headed to the door, leaving it open a crack for a little bit of light to shine in. 

He paused for a moment, just taking in the reality that Margaux was already four years old, and that she was growing up too fast. With one last look at the door he made his way down the hallway and outside to where he knew Owen was waiting. 

“She’s asleep.” He announced, flopping down on the outdoor sofa next to Owen. 

“I’m not shocked, she’s had a big day.” Owen replied, handing Charlie a cold beer that he had clearly gotten for him. Charlie took it thankfully, taking a large swig. 

“Can you believe that she’s four already? It feels like she was only just born and I was waking up to find out that her mother was gone and that it was only me and her. It was terrifying at the time, but looking back I wouldn’t change it for the world.” He rambled. Owen rested his head on Charlie’s shoulder and Charlie wrapped his arm around the younger boy, pulling him closer.

“You should be proud of yourself Char. You’ve done an amazing job.” Owen complimented, snuggling closer to Charlie as he took a mouthful of his beer.

“You think so?” Charlie questioned. Owen nodded against his shoulder.

“I know so.” He sat up. “Margaux is the most well behaved kid I’ve ever met, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her misbehave once in all the time I’ve known her. She’s an amazing kid and it’s all because she has the most amazing father.”

“Thank you.” Charlie whispered, suddenly realising how close Owen was to him. He could feel Owen’s warm breath on his lips, and he found himself leaning in, the urge to kiss Owen overtaking his entire being. His lips brushed against Owen’s ever so slightly, but before they could properly commit to the kiss they were interrupted. 

“Hey, we’re gonna play...” Tori’s voice came and they jumped apart quickly. She trailed off, eyeing them carefully. “Were you two about to kiss?”

Charlie cleared his throat. Owen’s eyes widened.

“Uh... no?” Owen lied. Tori shot them a suspicious look but clearly decided against pushing.

“Right... well we’re gonna play Cards Against Humanity if you want to join us.” She told them, before turning and heading back inside. Neither Charlie nor Owen moved, the silence was deafening. Finally Owen spoke.

“Sorry.” He muttered quickly, before standing up and rushing inside. Charlie groaned, watching him leave, the feeling of Owen’s lips still lingering on his own.

“Fuck.” He sighed, downing the last of his beer before standing up to join the rest of the group inside.

He would have to deal with the Owen situation later.

[dinogoofy]

I really loved your fujin story... my godd so cutee!!!! Can i request something fluffly and romántico with fujin? Like a marriage proposal or the wedding? I just heard Stand by me- Shayne ward, let me tell you, it's a perfect song for this :3 Thank you so much!!!

I'm in a holiday mood so this one will also take place in winter, I hope you like it!

(I guess it technically counts as a prequel to my other fic?)

Fujin x F! Reader

A ring!

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The paper coffee cup in your hand felt so nice in the freezing weather, warming you up just enough to be comfortable on the cold bench you sat on. Today was supposed to be your anniversary with Fujin, but unfortunately, Raiden had drug him away for earthrelm business in the early morning hours.

You check your watch, 9:45 pm. He had been gone for just under 15 hours. You knew exactly what you were getting into when you fell in love with him, the nights spent alone in a cold bed becoming normalcy. You had always been proud of his role as one of Earthrelm's protectors, but you would be lying if you said it didn't sting just a bit to be alone today.

You were sitting at the end of the peer of your costal city, watching the Christmas lights flicker and shine from a just few miles off the shoreline. The few fishermen that still remained were as busy as ever in the cold night air, and you took in the atmosphere for a moment. Taking a deep breath, you smell the salty air, opening your eyes to watch your breath as you exhale.

You had come to the peer to calm down for a bit, trying to avoid the anxiety of waiting for Fujins arrival at home. It was where you had first met him, you laughed as you recalled the scene.

You had been down there to buy some crab for a serf' n terf' dinner your friends were throwing in celebration of their engagement, encountering a rather rowdy duo of fishermen on your way to the vendor you usually bought fresh crab from. They were pestering you from the moment they saw you until you made it to the old man's table.

You weren't paying any mind to the handsome stranger next to you, believing him to be a woman at first because of his long, beautiful hair. (Even if it was a bit shorter back then than it was now.) You busied yourself by making small talk with the vendor, making sure to ask how his wife was doing after the nasty fall she had the last time you saw them. Fujin always said specifically that the little bit of conversation was the thing that made him fall in love with you from the start, admiring how caring you were for even your mere acquaintances.

As you conversed with the old man the men started to get angry, annoyed that you were clearly ignoring their "advances". One had just barely raised a hand to hit you the the back of the head when Fujin decided he needed to step into the situation, easily catching the man's fists.

Things escalated from then on, the two of them trying to fight Fujin, obviously to no avail, and were banned from the peer for a lifetime. Fujin offered to walk you to your car, and then history followed.

Taking a small sip of the coffee, you closed your eyes again, collecting yourself before you got up to leave.

"It's a little late to be out on the peer without an escort, isn't it?" Eyes flying open, you almost drop your coffee as your face lights up with a smile. Fujin stood in front of you, you had no idea when he got there, but you definitely weren't complaining. You set the coffee cup down on the concrete floor of the peer and tackled him in a hug, breathing in his sent as he hugged you back tightly.

"I thought you wouldn't be back till tomorrow?" Fujin's chest rumbled with a chuckle, kissing you on the forehead.

"And miss our anniversary? Never." Your smile could've lit up the entire city, leaning up to kiss your wonderful, kind, loving boyfriend. Fujin smiled into the kiss, taking your hands in his. You felt him press something small and cold into your hand, Fujin broke the kiss but kept your hands closed with his own. You gave him a quizzical look.

"I know that today must've been hard for you to spend alone, and I wanted to apologize." You shook your head.

"You were only doing your duty, Honey. Don't apologize for that." His soft smile made your heart flutter every time, his thumbs caressed your closed hands.

"I wanted you to have this. It was given to me a long, long, time ago, and... " He opened your hands, and your heart skipped a beat.

A ring. It was a ring. Fujin just gave you a ring.

"... I was told to only give it to the person I was sure I loved more than anything. I had only dreamed of giving it away, until I met you." Hot tears were already streaming down your face. You looked up at him through blurry eyes, hands shaking. Fujin called your name.

"Will you marry me?" You tried to speak, but nothing could come out clearly. You laughed as he brought a hand up to wipe your tears.

"Yes! Yes, Fujin, absolutely yes!" He almost looked as delighted and shocked as you did, pulling you into another kiss as he slipped the ring on your finger. Pulling you into a hug afterward and spinning you around.

This winter had been the best one yet.

[luthienebonyx]

Fic Writer Ask

I was tagged by @samirant ❤️

Name: Apart from tumblr, I’m Luthien almost everywhere, including AO3

Fandoms I write for: I’ve written for many fandoms. Over the past 2+ years it’s been mostly GoT JB fic, but I’ve also written for a few tiny book fandoms in the past year.

Two-shot: I haven’t technically written a two-shot for JB. I guess Interlude, in Darkness and Interlude, in Sunshine are a thematically linked pair within a longer series (the Aussie Coffee verse) so I’ll say those. So far as other fandoms go, for Once Upon a Time I wrote a Regency AU Love’s Proper Exercise and then a prequel as part of a 4+1.

Most popular multi-chapter: The Personal Touch. This fic is 40k of sexual tension followed by a 12k sex scene sprawling over two chapters, before a bit of angst and an eventual happy ending - so of course it’s my most popular multi-chapter. And yes, that’s the longest sex scene I’ve ever written in 20+ years of writing sex scenes.

Actual worst part of writing: Trying to start writing again when I’ve been too unwell to write for a while and have lost all my writing momentum. It’s like trying to run a race from a standing start.

How you choose you chapter titles: Depends on the fic. If the story features more than one POV, then the chapter titles are usually the POV character’s name. Doubt Truth to be a Liar is set over the course of a day (and a bit of the next day) and each chapter centres on a meal, so the chapter titles start with Breakfast and go from there.

Do you outline? I have tried to outline. My brain doesn’t work that way. If I try to do a proper outline, I just end up writing the story draft. So instead I create a file titled “[story title] - things to remember”. These tend to be a random mishmash of bullet points covering the main story beats, thoughts about what needs to happen (including arguments with myself about that from bullet point to bullet point), stray lines of dialogue and any small details that I want to include, and anything else that comes to mind.

Ideas I probably won't get around to, but wouldn't it be nice: I’ve been unwell for most of this year, so everything is in the “wouldn’t it be nice” category atm.

Callouts @ me: Let’s just say that I don’t think I’ll be writing Sansa again.

Best writing trait: People say that I do character voices well. Not in GoT, obviously, because I was so enraged with the show when I started writing it that I just Did Not Care, and then I went into writing total AUs. I guess otherwise, I’m good at writing complicated emotions?

Spicy tangential opinions: Life is too short to bother with fandom wank, or discourse, or whatever they’re calling it this week. Find a comfortable corner with like-minded sane people, and have fun!

Tagging: @thisbluespirit @woodelf68 @blatheringbluejay @robotsdance @it-may-be-dull-but-im-determined

[the-darklings]

who is jean?

(drags out a rusty chair) (sits)

buckle up, gang. we're about to do French Bastard Baguette 101

basics first.

name: Jean Laurent

where does he hail from: French baguette 

what does he look like:

whose house should you egg when Jean inevitably hurts your feelings: @la-gattara-art

what’s he like?  

(let me preface everything by saying that Jean’s personality, looks, and past were not created by me; he was originally constructed by Chan (NPFH co-creator and my very segssy friend tagged above) and I simply went free real estate ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

okay, so:

bastard™. most call him “the spider” - both as a warning and as a curse. will sell you to satan for one cornchip. will also destroy you and your life if you get in his way : ) ruthless. manipulative. terrifyingly good at people and can charm pretty much anyone. has dirt on everyone and is brilliant at sniffing out weaknesses. is he lying? is he being honest? who knows? certainly not me. smoker. the living embodiment of the phrase “who we are and who we need to be to survive are two very different things”. has a heart deep, deep, deep down but good luck finding it. seductive. to be frank, the man fucks - that’s it, no fancy words. he knows what’s good and how to get it so his bed is warm most nights, no emotional connections though. likes sketching into his pocketbook : ) mostly birds/still life/architecture. speaking of which, admires architecture openly, and has a taste for art/historical things as well. mind sharper than a knife, tongue even more so 🤪 uses his accent on purpose as well. has a massive sweet tooth. is haunted by past actions. knows the price for “rebirth”. still has night terrors occasionally. ambitious for days. has an expensive taste because he knows the value of such things. enjoys old french songs. is an excellent dancer and is very happy to show just how good 😌 if he so much as sniffs out that someone is getting too comfortable beside him or is developing some sort of attachment to him, removes said attachment with surgical precision and weaponises everything he knows. can be downright vicious in that regard. prefers using words and seductions as oppose to fistfights but can hold his own if needs be. prefers guns - nice and quick. you will not know where his loyalties are until the last second. has a giddy, near boyish appreciation for sports cars but lacks technical knowledge when it comes to them, so don’t expect him to be changing oil any time soon. don’t bother trying to embarrass him, either - you can’t. he has no shame, especially if it comes to the bedroom. has a wicked sense of humour and enjoys few things more than a verbal challenge. enjoys challenges in general. if it's dangerous, he wants to poke it and see just how dangerous. he also works for someone else. will lay it all on the line for someone else but only once.  

so what’s his role and why is he important? 

jean is one of the main, catalyst characters in npfh (no place for heroes) an original universe where we hope to create an interactive modern-day, criminal world in "novel" form. where you, as a reader, play a key role and your decisions affect the story. the first prequel (like jeara's backstory) will be in normal novel format. formation of the pit of vipers aka where elites, lucien, amongst other new OCs will appear will follow that. so the running order is: fwns, tpov, npfh.

after COA gets concluded, I will be full-time working on this world. lowkey already am but that's because creativity is flowing and who am I to say no? so jean meets clara beginning of fwns (fire with no smoke - first prequel title) and for those of you who don't know clara is oc!v from my JW series Children of Ares. you will not have needed to read that story to enjoy this work because everything about JW is being removed and clara's backstory is going to be introduced anew and might be familiar to those of you who have read Gasoline Girl because it was wholly original. camorra is also staying. short version: something has happened to clara a year ago; a terrible, awful sort of trauma that has left her near crippled with the inability to deal with it (some may know what I'm referring to and it's that but x 10 worse :D). however in a world as cutthroat as npfh no falters are allowed. so teetering-at-the-edge-of-oblivion assassin meets master information gatherer because he hires her for a few "removal jobs" ("oh, you're a poisoner? sneaky, sexy, I love it.") because he's feeling out new york city for his boss and gathering information on X & Y. one thing leads to another, and those two end up needing to work together when they accidentally uncover a plan to paint streets of NY red and overthrow the old order. big time ("guess I have no choice but to trust and rely on you now because we're both being hunted,,, damn fine, just don't fall in love with me." 🙄 )

essentially to sum this story up I will say:

slowburn. reluctant partners in crime. banter. angst central. mystery. high stakes. dark. power couple when they're not trying to verbally end one another. sexual tension so thick most knives will not cut it. bi main character. mutual emotional baggage aha <3 it's mature (and yes that means there will be smut but it's been 84 years by the time we get there). at its core though, it's very much a story about healing & remembering what it is to be alive & not just existing in a role that's expected of you, nor does your past define you.

basically:

reasons to like Jean: Clara

reasons to dislike Jean: Clara

but,,, Jeara? 

yes ♥️

(I don’t know how to make gifs so enjoy potato quality <3)

here's fwns board for more vibes/jean aes too (x)

and here's my horniest playlist for them (x)

and finally, jean in memes, courtesy of coa discord:

and my personal fave

thus concludes french bastard baguette 101. have a good day and eat baguettes xoxo

[perrydowning]

Losing My Religion: Accepting the End of Star Wars

I was so defiant when The Rise of Skywalker came out; I wasn’t going to let them take Star Wars from me. And, to an extent, that’s still true. I’ll always love the OT and Reylo. But … I think I have to accept that what Star Wars was to me was never what those in power believe it to be.

Star Wars was Marcia Lucas, Carrie Fisher and Lawrence Kasdan. I honestly don’t think George Lucas has the emotional intelligence to understand what was being created around him. He’s brilliant technically, and without him we would never have these modern myths. But … I don’t think his vison was what grabbed me as a child.

I first started to wonder about this when the prequels came out. There just … there just wasn’t any of the soul I was used to. But, I knew then, as I know now, that my take on something isn’t the end all, be all. So, while I was really unhappy, I didn’t feel like my core love and belief in Star Wars was threatened. It was just what happens when one person has too much control.

But why do a bunch of movies mean so much to me? I mean … it’s fiction.

See, I wasn’t raised with any religion. Not even the go to church once a year, vaguely Christian upbringing many of us had. Like, when my friend took me to church for the first time at age 12 I was horrified because communion made me genuinely think that Christians were cannibals. My mom increased my knowledge of world religions after that fun day.

The closest thing I had was Star Wars. It was my touchstone because it said I could be a girl and in charge and be compassionate and still be strong. I don’t know what faith feels like, but it’s the only comparison I can make. My family didn’t quote the bible—we quoted Star Wars.  

I found endless comfort in those three movies as a child while I watched my family crumble with each of the three divorces and new visitation schedules. No matter what, Star Wars made sense.

A year ago I tried to tell myself that TRoS was just mismanagement, too many cooks, entrenched white and male supremacy in the film industry. I mean, it couldn’t be all bad because we still had Baby Yoda. I mean … right?

The season 2 finale of The Mandalorian swept away all the justifications I would cling to. It broke me. They’re doubling down on following the fanbro’s vision of Star Wars and I have to accept that they simply see something else in these stories. I find it lacking depth and vision, but I’m tired of fighting to be seen by the Star Wars community. Turns out feelings and complexity are ookie, bring on the glowing dicks and virgin nuns!

So, I think I’m done with future Star Wars endeavors. They fucked up Ben Solo AND Baby Yoda (which I suppose is its own sort of talent). I’ll just be in my alternate branch of the family tree where Star Wars is about what it is to be human, how love and sacrifice shape us, and that morality is always from a “certain point of view.”

Of course … when humanity went Neanderthal one way and Homo sapien the other, modern humans did ultimately win that one. Guess which one I identify with?

 Note on Rian Johnson. I do think he feels the same way about Star Wars as I do, but unpacking all of that is well trod ground, by much more astute people than I.