#i might give up on arc one stuff for the day and just stare at my funky enchanter dude willing him into existence

[luveline]

Hi, if you have time and any interest, would you write bombshell!reader comforting Spencer after the Maeve arc? Like maybe she’s the only one he lets in, and she just holds him and lets him cry and puts him first.

Will totally understand if you’d rather not/don’t reply!

ty for requesting!! <3 —You come home from months away to find Spencer in love and grieving, so you do what you can. fem, 2k

You didn’t expect Spencer to fall in love while you were gone, but you can’t begrudge him. Not for having feelings for someone who isn’t you, and certainly not for losing her. 

You love him, and you’re his friend first. 

Your shoes make sharp but steady sounds on the stairs up to his apartment. His building is old but not rundown, lacquered wooden bannister smooth under your hand, his front door immaculate, though the hallway is busy with baskets. There’s ribbon and cellophane everywhere. It’s a sorry sight. 

You haven’t brought Spencer anything besides dinner. Unlike yourself, you take in the offerings of his friends and worry you aren’t as caring as you think you are. 

Not that he seems in the mood to accept it. 

You look down at your mary jane’s and wonder if you’re doing any of this stuff right. Spencer doesn’t even know you’re back in the country, let alone the state. Perhaps he has no interest in seeing you after this long apart, and after such a tragedy. Who wants to see their too flirty friend when they’ve just lost a real love? 

You hike the tote up your shoulder. In a chequered skirt and a simple white t-shirt, you’re underdressed. The pasta you’d made and hurriedly wrapped up burns your hip where the bag rests against you, and you have to make a choice now. Let it burn you, standing and staring morosely at Spencer’s door, or face rejection. 

You only need to hear his voice. He can leave your pasta out here on the floor if he likes. What’s important is that he’s still alive in there. 

You knock on the door. 

Nothing. Complete silence. 

Nudging aside a basket of dried fruits, you try again. A simple rat-tat-tat. 

“Hey, Spencer?” you ask too quietly. 

He won’t hear you through the door. Your voice might as well be a whisper if he’s in his bedroom with the door closed. 

“Spencer, are you okay, my love?” you ask, louder.

You wince at yourself. My love couldn’t be more raw. 

“Sweetheart, I’m just here to see if you’re okay,” you say, knocking again, before leaving your hand to rest on the door. You lean forward, forehead kissing dark wood. 

You can’t hear anything on the other side. 

“Spencer,” you say with a reluctant swallow, “if you’re home, can you tell me? You don’t have to let me in. Just come to the door.” 

Penelope said he hasn’t texted her back for days. Derek said he’d answered the phone once or twice, but beyond that he’s silent. You had a nightmare on the plane home that you’d come back to find him as he’s found his poor girl, or that he’d turn to old vices, or that he’d finally give up. He’s been strong through every horrible thing thrown his way, and now he’s all alone again—

The door opens slowly. You stand up straighter, your surprise a whack to the chest as your heartbeat picks up. 

Spencer stands at the door. He looks more tired than you’ve ever seen him, his dark circles bruised like wine stains under his eyes, even his eyelids red and sore looking. His lips are almost colourless, they're so chapped, and his pyjama pants have deep, deep wrinkles at the knees. 

“Hi,” you say. “Spencer, how are you?” 

His voice rings with disuse. “You’re here.” 

“Came straight home when they told me,” you say softly, honestly. “I knew I had to see you. To make sure you’re okay.” 

“I’m not okay.” 

“I know.” You don’t know if it’s okay to ask to come in, if he’ll close the door at the suggestion, so you don’t. “Sweetheart, I’m so sorry.” You put weight in the wrong places, too much on I’m, not enough on so. “I can’t imagine it. I would never wish this for you, never.” 

“You were in Brazil.” 

“I was.” 

He must be tired of people asking if he’s okay, yet it wants to be asked. You bite it down, and instead offer what may be the key to getting in, or a quick dismissal. 

“I made dinner for you, angel,” you say. You choose the pet name more carefully. He used to call you angel to make you feel better. “It’s just pasta, I tried not to make it too heavy in case you're nauseous.” 

“I feel so sick,” he says. 

Spencer’s curse is that he probably knows why he feels sick, and he probably knows a hundred different remedies or medications or prayers to get rid of it, but nothing can get rid of this feeling. You can be the smartest man alive and you’ll never outfox grief. 

“Will you come in?” he asks.

You breathe a short, unbidden sigh of relief. He steps aside to let you in, and you gaze around at his shock of mess, books and blankets and furniture all in the wrong places, but it’s to be expected, and it doesn’t bother you beyond that empathetic hum of hurt tucked under your ribs. You approach his couch covered in books and put your tote bag atop them, turning to tell Spencer you’ll just quickly move these aside, and stopping dead when you see him. The door closed, his face pale, Spencer looks like everything is crumbling down around him. He looks horrified to have to watch, and he looks as sick as he’d confessed. 

“I’m sorry I wasn’t here,” you say, meaning it at its surface value. You’re sorry you were in a different country while he faced this alone. Beyond everything you’ve shared, you’re supposed to be his friend, and in a way you’ve let him down. “Please forgive me if you can, Spencer.” 

He nods tightly. 

“Let me move some of this stuff and we can sit down together, is that okay? Or do you need to go back to bed?” 

“It’s okay.” 

You do it without the grace his precious books deserve, lugging armfuls of them onto the floor, no time for tidying. You make spacious room for him and you, and your gesture gently for him to come and sit, fingers moving through the air slowly with the suggestion; he doesn’t have to listen if he doesn’t want to. 

What is it about you that Spencer would let you in before anyone else? That he’d sit and watch you until you sat down, that his shoulders relax ever so slightly when you settle, your thighs aligned? 

Maybe he needs someone who wasn’t there to watch it happen, and maybe you’re like family. You and Spencer may not be in love, but you love one another. Seeing him like this has you wishing you could fix it for him so keenly it’s like your hands are bruised. Pins and needles eat your fingers as you hold a hand to his elbow. 

“What can I do?” you ask, murmuring so as not to disturb the quiet room. 

“Nothing, I’m sorry. I don’t have anything for you to do, I just…” He squeezes his eyes closed. “I just wanted to see you. You’re the only person who– who–”

His voice lifts to a strangled high pitch as he covers his eyes with one hand. 

“Can I give you a hug?” you ask. 

He nods into his hand but doesn’t move. You have no qualms with making yourself big, wrapping him up, and guiding his hand away from his scrunched up face to hold you back. 

You’re pretty pristine with hugs, as they go. You’re a soft touch. So Spencer holds you tightly and you cradle the back of his head, aware that you’re not who he really wants to be hugging, but okay with it nonetheless. “I’m so sorry,” you say, mouth to the top of his head, your hand stroking with light touches against the nape of his neck. “Spencer, it’s not fair.” 

He starts shaking in your arms. 

“The only time I got to talk to her face to face was with a gun to her head,” he says, his eye hot where it’s squished to the bottom of your cheek. 

“Honey, you had something special,” you say, sort of guessing, because you had no idea Spencer was even talking to someone. Everything you know about the situation you learned from Hotch, but you can read from his level of distress how much she meant to him. “You don’t need to have been face to face to have shared something like that. Love is about connection, and I’m so sorry you don’t get to see her, but you– I’m sorry. You didn’t get all the time you deserved.” 

You’d been trying to say that it doesn’t matter if he saw her or not, that their relationship was just as real no matter what, but you know he’s not just mourning her, but the possibility of a life with her he won’t get now. 

“I tried everything I had to save her,” he says. 

“I know you did. Sometimes we can’t do anything. It’s not your fault.” 

He makes a low sound. He’s a quiet crier, sniffling and shaking against your neck. 

You love him. Finding out he had a girlfriend was like being stabbed in the chest, an instant sickness, but finding out that she died? To see him in this much pain cuts deeper than a split second of thinking he’d moved on. 

“You did everything you could. You did the best that you could. Spencer, you could’ve done everything right and she still wouldn’t have made it, because the world is cruel. This isn’t your fault.” 

“It’s always gonna be my fault,” he says. 

“No, it won’t be.” 

“It will! I’m like a curse, we all are.” 

You don’t know what to say. You consider offering placatives, but they’d be empty, and Spencer would know. Instead, you scratch a hand through his curls and try your best to be gentle. 

“Well, I’m here for you. I know you know you have a whole team of people who want to be there for you, but I mean it, Spence. You can tell me everything. I’m here for you and I’m not leaving again.” 

“You don’t have to go back?” 

“I’m staying here.” For as long as you need me goes unsaid. 

Spencer should rely on the kindness of all of his friends, and not just you. He needs love. Grief is going to eat him alive, just like it did with Emily; he’ll need everything from everyone, and, no offence to your friends and coworkers, you’re the most committed to giving it to him. 

“I never should’ve left,” you say quietly, “but things are different now. You’re my best friend, Dr. Reid.” Your tone turns more playful. “I don’t cook for just anybody, you know?” 

Maybe it’s a bit cringeworthy, but you really want him to stop crying. 

He laughs weakly and wetly into your collar. “I don’t think I can eat it. I just throw everything back up.” 

Aw, honey, you think. “How about a thin soup? I can make you something without any heavy creams. I make the best chicken soup around.” 

“Do you?” he asks. 

You want to kiss his cheek as you would’ve before you left, but things really are different now. You settle for patting his shoulder. “I do. We’ll have chicken soup, and some fresh bread, and– and you won’t have to pretend you aren’t miserable. Promise. You can be as sad as you want, honey, I just wanna sit with you and make sure it doesn’t get too much.” 

“Thank you,” he mumbles. 

“It’s okay.” You don’t want a thank you. “I’m glad to be home. Do you think you can get dressed? Let’s go get some stuff for dinner.” 

Spencer, to your relief, gets up to get changed without complaint. He checks you’re still on the couch a few times from the doorway of his room. You have no plans on straying far. 

[shatteredsnail]

why are all my favorite characters in the second arc i’m going to go insane

[feministsouthpark]

South Park Filler Guide - Season 2

Link for Part 1

I find the existence of filler guides quite amusing, since for some shows it makes sense (like Naruto), but for others (like Pokemon) it absolutely doesn't and they still exist. So here is an attempt to do an absolutely unnecessary one just for fun. 😅

The classifications are CANON (an episode with major storylines present), LORE (in which we get significant backstory or world building, but could be skippable)  and FILLER (completely skippable episodic storytelling, not connected to overarching story arcs)

PLS my analysis will have spoilers, if you're a first time viewer, just scroll to the bottom and read the list and only read full text if you are familiar with the content of the show already!

S2E1 Terrance and Phillip in Not Without My Anus is FILLER

This is the definition of filler, and not even a good filler, but the one that drags. The whole episode is a waste of time, and a horrible season opener if you ask me. I don't even care if Saddam Hussein dies in this one, skip it anyway, all you need to know for his next appearance is that he is already dead, which will be obvious and TBH since the movie gives a different story about his death, this one might as well take place in an alternate continuity. S2E2 Cartman's Mom is Still a Dirty Slut is CANON

We're back with the conclusion of the season 1 mystery. For now. S2E3 Ike's Wee Wee is CANON

Kyle learns the secret of his brother and he also gets a great deal of character development that makes this episode a must-watch. S2E4 Chickenlover is FILLER

A great character episode for Officer Barbrady, nontheless a filler half hour of the show. S2E5 Conjoined Fetus Lady is FILLER

One might enjoy this one for Pip. Or for Nurse Gollum. But not for its long-lasting consequences, that one is for sure. S2E6 The Mexican Staring Frog of Southern Sri Lanka is LORE

This one is debatable, and the one that I would think most people would actually debate on, since most of it is a one off story, however there is a single scene at the end with Satan and Saddam, which acts as foreshadowing for the movie, so that one scene provides context, however the movie is enjoyable without this little introduction. S2E7 City on the Edge of Forever (Flashbacks) is FILLER

Again, you can't make more specific filler content than a whole episode that is just a dream. Stan dreams that Eric dreams that Ms. Crabtree falls in love. S2E8 Summer Sucks is FILLER

I was thinking about the Mr. Twig storyline. It does build up Herbert's identity as a gay man. However looking at it, this doesn't seem like manga original content, rather, this hits every usual beat of an anime-exclusive filler arc. Edit: I know South Park is not based on a manga, it's an elaborate joke. S2E9 Chef's Chocolate Salty Balls is FILLER

Anything that gets brought up later from this episode is counted as filler content, so in the long run it doesn't matter. S2E10 Chickenpox is FILLER

Stuart and Gerald get some backstory, but otherwise the whole story is a one-off. S2E11 Roger Ebert Should Lay off the Fatty Foods is FILLER

I believe this one was expected. Nothing in this episode matters by the next. S2E12 Clubhouses is FILLER

Randy and Sharon divorce. They get back together by the end. Bebe likes Kyle. She doesn't by the end of the episode. Typical filler stuff. S2E13 Cow Days is FILLER

The Terrance and Phillip dolls never appear again. Neither does Eric believing himself to be a Vietnamese prostitute called Ming Lee have any consequences. S2E14 Chef Aid is FILLER

Herbert Garrison's filler arc with Mr. Twig comes to an end. Chef sleeps with a lot of women. End of episode. S2E15 Spookyfish is FILLER

I love this episode, but Sharon being crazy and all the paralell universe stuff are solely for this one. S2E16 Merry Christmas Charlie Manson! is FILLER

Eric now has a bunch of family members, none of which we ever see again. S2E17 Gnomes is CANON

It may come as a surprise after such a long string of fillers, but since the gnomes return and Tweek becomes a major player later, it only makes sense for this episode to be seen as fairly plot-heavy. S2E18 Prehistoric Ice Man is FILLER

Stan and Kyle get into a fight and then make up. The iceman never returns.

… SPOILER-FREE RUNDOWN

Again, CANON means you should watch it, FILLER means you can skip it, LORE is somewhere in-between, any episode with the LORE label will have an explanation that helps you decide if you should include it or not.

S2E1 Terrance and Phillip in Not Without My Anus is FILLER S2E2 Cartman's Mom is Still a Dirty Slut is CANON S2E3 Ike's Wee Wee is CANON S2E4 Chickenlover is FILLER S2E5 Conjoined Fetus Lady is FILLER S2E6 The Mexican Staring Frog of Southern Sri Lanka is LORE* S2E7 City on the Edge of Forever (Flashbacks) is FILLER S2E8 Summer Sucks is FILLER S2E9 Chef's Chocolate Salty Balls is FILLER S2E10 Chickenpox is FILLER S2E11 Roger Ebert Should Lay off the Fatty Foods is FILLER S2E12 Clubhouses is FILLER S2E13 Cow Days is FILLER S2E14 Chef Aid is FILLER S2E15 Spookyfish is FILLER S2E16 Merry Christmas Charlie Manson! is FILLER S2E17 Gnomes is CANON S2E18 Prehistoric Ice Man is FILLER *Only for its last scene if you want a tease for the movie. Personal notes: You may notice that this season is a lot less plot-heavy than the previous one, with only 3 canon episodes out of 18 compared to the 9 out of 13 in the first.

[from-the-coffee-shop-in-edoras]

Tolkien Family Week, Day 5: Found Family (aka Haldir finds a human child lost in Lórien)

If you’ve ever looked at my stuff, you know about 90% of what I write is about Rohan and then the remaining 10% is about Haldir of Lórien. Don’t ask me why, I can’t explain it. I just love that dude. Anyway, I am staying true to form by deviating from my Rohan focus (although not entirely, as you’ll see in the full text) and turning to Haldir for one day of @tolkienfamilyweek, and that’s today. Haldir finds someone unexpected while out on patrol, and they start a little journey through which they are eventually going to become quite attached to each other. This is the only one of my TFW storylines that is going to continue on with additional chapters at some point vs. my normal one-shots. So, the full conclusion of the found family arc will happen in the future, but here’s the start to it all.

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Haldir looked cautiously over the edge of the talan, bow in hand and an arrow already fitted to the string. Amid a gusting wind and the low growls of distant thunder, his sharp hearing had picked up the rustle of approaching footsteps, and now he was just waiting for the intruder to finally come into view from his hidden perch. 

No elf would make so much noise moving through the woods, and even an orc on its own would probably exercise more caution than to crunch so loudly through the dried leaves that littered the forest floor. But he couldn’t imagine who else might be out here, so far from any settlements and so close to the dangerous border it was his duty to help protect. He pulled back the arrow and stared down its length toward the ground.

At last, he saw movement below. A swatch of dark green and amber moved in and out of his line of sight as he peered through the crisscrossing limbs of the tree where his talan sat. He shifted slightly for a better view and saw that the swatch was a body in a dark green cloak with a head of reddish-gold hair. Definitely not an orc. A human, it seemed. And quite a small one at that, moving slowly and with no clear sense of purpose. He slung his bow over his shoulder and climbed silently down.

Just as the walker passed under the lowest branches of his tree, he dropped to the ground and found himself standing in front of a startled little girl. He had never been especially skilled at discerning how old human children were, but he guessed her to be about six. Her boots and clothes were covered in dirt, and her hair, once neatly braided, had come loose in sections that hung down by her face. She had the look of someone who had spent days living roughly in the open without proper shelter. And she was alone.

They eyed each other warily. She took a hesitant step backward, as if contemplating whether to turn and make a run for it. He scanned the area behind her, convinced that a child this age could not be without adults lurking somewhere nearby. But he saw nothing except empty forest. 

“Who are you, and what are you doing here by yourself?”

His voice sounded loud in the quiet of the woods. She gave no answer and instead drew her cloak tighter about herself, perhaps to block the wind or perhaps to give her whatever meager protection it might offer against this new threat that stood in front of her. The little fingers clutching the edge of the fabric trembled noticeably, and the sight of that small, shaking hand seared itself into his mind and melted away any suspicion he had. She was genuinely afraid. 

He repeated his questions, this time using a softer voice and his gentlest tone, the one he usually reserved only for quiet moments with his family. When he still got no response, he tried again, moving from Sindarin to Westron and then to every other language in which he knew at least a few basic words. But she still remained silent, and her face gave no indication that she understood anything he had said. 

He wondered whether she knew only some lesser used language that was beyond his knowledge or perhaps whether she could not speak at all for some reason. He searched his mind for some other way to communicate, to find out where she was supposed to be and to tell her that he meant her no harm. But he found himself in the rare position of feeling uncertain of what to do next. He wished quietly for his wife, Idhrien. Although she largely shared his reserved nature, she had always been more comfortable connecting with new people, finding it easier to show her inherent warmth, and he felt certain she would know how to make this child feel safe and cared for even if words were of no use. But Idhrien was back in Caras Galadhon, waiting for the end of his patrol, and he would have to handle this without her.

He looked again at the girl’s small face, her cheeks smudged with mud and her lips dried and cracked. He guessed that it had been some time since she last had anything to eat or drink and was comforted to know that this, at least, was a problem he could easily address. He had supplies to share, and perhaps that could help him to gain her trust. 

He turned to reach for his pack, but the sudden movement startled her and she flinched. He froze for a moment and only turned back to face her again very slowly. He raised his hands, palms forward.

“I’m very sorry. I do not mean to frighten you. There is nothing to be scared of, I promise.” 

She looked at his outstretched hands, but her eyes soon wandered to his bow and to the long hunting knife that hung from his belt. Following her gaze, he nodded his understanding. Moving again very slowly, he reached down to remove the knife and set it an arm’s length away, adding the bow and arrows right after. He held up his empty hands once more and knelt down to her eye level.

“I do not wish to harm you. In fact, I will help you if you will let me.” 

He pulled a leather flask on a strap from his shoulder, opened it and held it out to her, tipping it slightly so that a few drops ran out and she could see what was inside. Her eyes widened at the sight of water, and the fierce power of her thirst fought for a time with her fear. She leaned forward slowly and then snatched the flask, quickly retreating a few steps again before eagerly putting the container to her lips and taking long, deep gulps. 

While she drank, he pulled a small parcel of lembas from his pack, and when she put the flask down at last he held the little packet out to her. This time, when she came forward to accept it, she remained next to him and did not draw back even when his hand grazed hers as he helped her to pull a wafer of the bread from its mallorn wrapping. She took a small bite from one corner and looked up at him in surprise. He gave an encouraging nod, and she set to work quickly devouring the rest. It was far more than one so small actually needed, but he assumed she had been several days without real food and could not begrudge her the extravagance.

When she had finished, she looked back at him again to study his face anew, and he could almost see her mind recalculating the risks and benefits of putting her trust in him rather than continuing on in her frightening solitude. She smiled shyly, and when he smiled back she took a deep breath and seemed finally to relax a little of her tightly coiled alertness, her face and limbs releasing much of their rigidity. He gestured toward the tree and sat down with his back against the trunk. She took a seat next to him, and for a few moments they each sat in quiet contemplation. He absently raked a hand through his hair and considered his options. 

He had assigned himself this post because it was the most remote of the regularly staffed patrols. The other marchwardens preferred the larger, closer posts where they could keep each other company during the long and sometimes tedious hours of watchfulness, but he never minded isolation and quiet while he worked. Now, though, he would need to take this girl far deeper into the forest in order to reach the resources and assistance available at those bigger posts, the closest of which was two days away. Perhaps there another warden would report having seen other men in the area and the girl could be reunited with her people. If not, someone else could take her on to Caras Galadhon, where next steps could be determined, while he returned to his duties at the border. 

A quiet gasp brought him out of his thoughts, and he looked over to see her gaping up at him. His hands in his hair had exposed to her for the first time a glimpse of his ear, and her gaze was fixed on it. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut and then opened them again, as though she expected to see that her vision had somehow cheated her. When all looked the same, she hesitantly reached out a hand, seeking now to confirm her sight with other senses. With the hand suspended in midair, she looked to his face, and he nodded his assent to the question he read easily in her eyes. He bent his head down slightly and allowed her to trace a finger lightly around the outer edge of his ear. Her little brows knitted together in thought as her other hand moved up to skim the contours of her own ear, at once so similar to his and yet also entirely different. He was something new to her, it seemed. Something that she had never before known was even possible. 

He smiled at her expression of wonder. “Yes, we are different, you and I. And things have not always been easy between our peoples, but that does not mean we cannot be friends.” 

Their eyes met again, and any lingering traces of her fear were gone now, replaced by curiosity and the excitement of having made an intriguing new discovery about the world. She began to speak, a torrent of words pouring forth as if a dam had broken open within her and all of her thoughts and questions had to rush out at once. 

Despite her high, clear voice, her speech was rough to his ears, full of harsh consonants and strange flat vowels, and he recognized it immediately as the language of Rohan. He wished once again for Idhrien, who had learned some Rohirric from a brother who had traveled extensively through those lands years ago. As for himself, he could only identify the sound of Rohirric speech; he had no understanding of any words or phrases.

Carried by her own enthusiasm, she raced through a string of sentences accompanied by many expressive gestures until at last she reached some point of conclusion and looked at him expectantly for a response. When he could give only an apologetic shrug and shake of his head, she bit her lip and thought for a moment. Then, with a purposeful air, she positioned herself directly in front of him and pointed a finger at herself. “Mildrithe,” she said. She tapped the finger on her chest a few times. “Mildrithe.” 

Here, he thought, was his first true glimpse of his little companion. With her initial shock and fear now in check, her practical, resolute nature could finally shine through. She had decided to trust him, and, having made that decision, she was determined that he would understand her. That he would know her as something more than an unknown child of unknown origin. She was not nameless; she was Mildrithe. He smiled.

“Nice to meet you, Mildrithe. I am Haldir.” He repeated his name slowly and clearly while pointing to himself. 

“Haldir.” His name came haltingly from her mouth, but she practiced it several times until it seemed to feel comfortable. 

At that moment, another strong gust of wind rolled through the forest. They both looked up to the sky, which still seemed bright above the treetops, but it was clear that worse weather was on its way. He calculated that if they left now, they could reach the next available shelter before rain arrived, and she could rest through the storm before they continued on toward the nearest warden’s post and, hopefully, some news of her family or her people.

He wondered how he would explain this plan to her, but when he looked down he found that she was already gathering up his things, seeming to understand the need to move on. She had no possessions of her own to carry, but she looped the strap of his water flask around her neck and watched him heft his pack onto his shoulder.

When he was ready to go, he took a step or two in the direction he intended to head and gestured for her to follow. “Shall we get started, Mildrithe?”

She looked at his beckoning hand and, to his surprise, she reached out to clasp it, lacing her little fingers between his and gripping them tightly. She smiled up at him, and together they began to walk.

Chapter two is here.

[rainbowstargazerlilies]

Time for a new pinned post!

Hi, everyone, this is Becca or Ori! Those in the Mechs fandom might know me for my Mechs and TMA themed knit dolls (all tagged "#stargazer's four inch friends"), or the TMA and Mechs fics I write (see below). I'm in my early twenties, am currently a graduate student in psych-related fields, and live in the eastern time zone.

If you're interested in my fics, promo for that under the cut. Otherwise, enjoy the chaos!

Why should you read what I mentally call the booty shorts saga, actually known as "The Semi-Annual Non-Denominational Winter Holiday Gift Swap"?

Have you ever wondered what gift swaps might look like in the Magnus Institute?

Do you need to imagine Certain Characters (Jon) receiving so many pairs of booty shorts?

This sticks close to canon, so. . . do you want a story about booty shorts and nonsense to suddenly give you So Many Feels?

This is a collaboration between the amazing @ladydragonkiller and myself, and it was our first foray into writing and posting fanfic. I love it. Go read LadyDragonKiller's other stuff if you're a Mechs fan.

Why should you read The Stars Claim Them?

I started this series with imagining Lyfrassir Edda surviving the Bifrost Incident, and then ending up at the Magnus Institute, so it is a TMA/Mechs crossover.

I've been consistently posting for over a year. Two years as of this March, and I am so excited for that :) Currently, we're nearly 100,000 words in and going, posting right now is concurrent with TMA season 2, and I've had so much fun.

This is the fic where I stare canon in the eye, say "coward", and save every single character I can manage.

Be prepared for a very slow burn indeed, but the Violinspector element is certainly Very Much There.

We've had road trips, heists, blood snakes, rubber ducks, far too many Michaels, and more. I did a whole Peter Pan arc. It's nonsensical and amazing and I love it.

We've got a discord, where we have Very Normal Conversations about the fic, the Mechs, the Magnus Archives, and more. If you like the fic series, you're more than welcome to join!

If you enjoyed LadyDragonKiller's Raphaella backstory, I have some Easter egg references to it scattered throughout, because we brainstorm together. I consider it canon to this series, as far as that goes, and I have fun planting those :)

Why should you read anything from Corner of Dreams?

Those were oneshots I wrote last year as a part of a challenge to myself!

The first one is the angstiest Toy Soldier thing I could manage without crying. Have fun! Bring tissues!

The second is a fun little Violinspector thing that I really enjoyed writing. It just amused me so much to think about. And that ending. . . I like to think it ended happily, but there's no guarantee, is there?

The third is a Brian/Galahad oneshot. It could go so many different directions after the ending, most of which would absolutely change up canon. I like to think it wouldn't end sadly. Probably.

If there's enough enjoyment of these, there's two more I might add one day, based on Alice and on Gunpowder Tim vs the Moon Kaiser.

Also, if you're trying to get a taste of what I've written, one of these is probably a lot easier to start with than TSCT. These are each under 5,000 words.

Why should you read I Got You, Babe?

It's now several chapters in and we already have the start of some fun stuff going on. We've got Violinspector angst, Nastya doing interesting stuff post-Out. . . Why wouldn't you?

Also, I'm having far too much fun whenever I get the time to write on it. It's going to be interesting. I can't wait to share more.

[howlingday]

call me crazy and weird but hear me out, how about a little Nora's Arc time travel that somehow Nora found a way back into the crossroads and fell too with Jaune, landing just on the day of the dance.

Finally, some good fucking ships...

This is a joke. The fact I have to point this out makes me sad.

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Nora: HANG ON, JAUNE!

Ren: NORA, NO!

Nora: HAAAAAAAAAA- NGHRAAAAAAAHH! (Gasps) Jau-! Oh... No...

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Nora: Sorry, mister DJ! I'll, uh, help you clean u- No? Alright, alright! I'll leave! (Looking around) Huh. This place looks a lot like the Vytal Dance... At Beacon... Almost three years a- I'm in the past.

Nora: HOLY MOLY!

Nora: I know, right? ...Wait a minute-

Nora: You're like Jaune, but HUUUGE! Also, nice hair. You cut it yourself?

Jaune: (On the floor, Punch all over him) Agh, my head...

Nora: No, your hair. I was asking about your hair. "HAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRRR".

Jaune: I know what you said, Nora.

Nora: (Gasps) How do you you know my name?! Are you psychic?! WHAT NUMBER AM I THINKING OF?!

Nora: Eleven-Twenty-Seven! Because that's the number I'm always thinking of!

Jaune: Wait, two Noras? How is-

Nora: Yeah, yeah, yeah, hang on. So, let me see if I can guess this right. Uh... You're me from the future... You traveled back in time... And you're dating Jaune!

Jaune: ...How-?! Just how?!

Nora: It's a Nora thing. (Shrugs) You get used to it.

Jaune: I hope not. You're amazing enough as it is.

Nora: Ooh! I can see why you like him. My Jaune isn't so great. I mean, I get he's our leader, but-

Nora: Yeah, yeah, I know. But give him time. He'll surprise you. (Looks at Jaune, Smiles) He always did with me.

Ren: Nora! Is everything al... right?

Nora: (In sync) HI, REN.

Ren: (Blinks) Time traveler?

Nora: I told you it would happen!

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Jaune: So... Me and Nora, huh?

Nora: It surprised me, too, but yeah. Here we are.

Pyrrha: Um, is there a reason you're staring at me, or...?

Jaune: (Blinks, Blushes) Oh, sorry! I, uh, just... have a lot on my mind right now.

Nora: It's okay, Jaune. (Rubs his hand) I know what you're thinking.

Ren: So what exactly happened to get you here?

Jaune: We were evacuating Atlas, when Cinder attacked us.

Pyrrha: Cinder?

Jaune: Cinder Fall-

Nora: -and Neopolitan. But she fell down, too, right?

Jaune: Yeah, and all of Team RWBY.

Pyrrha: What about Ren and I? Did we help?

Nora: Ren was one of the last people to get out with the civilians. I ran back to help Jaune, but I fell through and-

Jaune: Here we are. As for you, Pyrrha, you, uh-

Ozpin: Pardon my intrusion, but might I ask your names?

Jaune: (Balls fist)

Nora: Easy, Jaune-Jaune... We're Nora Valkyrie and Jaune Arc. We used to go to school here.

Ozpin: I see. And how long ago was this?

Nora: Three years ago. We changed schools after... stuff happened.

Ozpin: I... see. Would you be so kind as to join me in my office?

Nora: Jaune?

Jaune: Fine. (Stands up) I have some questions of my own, too.

Nora: We'll catch up later. (Walks away with Jaune)

Nora: Bye, me~! (Turns to Jaune) So, you and me, huh?

Jaune: Please don't make this a thing.

Nora: Oh, I am so making this a thing.

Ren: Good luck, Jaune.

Jaune: Ren?!

Pyrrha: (Thinking) The way he was looking at me just now... Why did he look so sad?

[shadamyheadcanons]

Submission #90: Yet another take on Sonic Adventure 2

(Ok so quick warning, this part here was written after I finished everything else and Warning: it’s pretty long…like REALLY long… this was supposed to be a quick concept thing but I ended up creating a whole ass rewrite of a section of SA2 I would recommend you set aside like 15-20 minutes to read this as I’ve included a lot of detail)

Convoluted title I know but this one is going to be pretty jumbled up as it’s just an idea I’ve thought off and wanna see if anyone does anything with it. You know how Amy has the rings similar to Shadows inhibitors, hers are probably weights whilst shadows are inhibitor rings, I’m not sure if this has been mentioned or something but I think this idea could be cool, though it would also deviate from the original story of SA2 quite a bit, let me explain.

My idea is that with Amy’s modern design for SA1 and SA2, her outfit would be the exact same but without the rings on her wrists (maybe replace them with the bands she has on her riders design).  Instead she doesn’t get the rings until the end of SA2 when sonic returns to the ark after him and shadow fought the final hazard. Obviously the story would have to get reworked slightly with Shadow and Amy possibly having a few more scenes together and give Amy her own character arc, she still doesn’t fully believe in herself as she isn’t treated as an equal. (because let’s be honest the early 3D days Amy was ignored and not taken seriously by almost everyone in CD, SA1 and SA2, including Sonic).

One way to make Amy more important to the story of SA2 is to have her get to the ark much quicker so there could be an extra scene or two with her and Shadow. (It doesn’t even have to be shipping stuff but Shadow having flashbacks of Maria through Amy’s words similar to the how Amy helps Shadow remember Maria’s final words in SA2)  A way I think would work best to get Amy on the Space Colony Ark quicker is during prison island, instead of Rouge being trapped fighting the R-1/A Flying Dog (the Rouge boss fight in prison island, I’d show a picture but I don’t know how to)…

((Admin’s note: the submitter’s talking about this one here ^ ))

…she fights Amy instead.  The way this would occur is that when Amy would free sonic, he would tell her he needs to find that faker and make him pay, then runs off instantly, leaving Amy behind. In the hero story, after the stage metal harbor there would be a cutscene with Amy walking around, saying that she’s lost and she’d get annoyed and say out loud  “I would sacrifice anything for everyone to take me more seriously, even that fake hedgehog”  (Remember this)  (Also this might seem out of character for but at this point she‘s like 13? I’m not sure but she’s angry and this is something someone her age would say. Keep in mind she only sees Shadow as a Sonic copy, thinks he’s a Villain so she doesn’t really care about like, same with her and metal sonic.)  This part would be in the dark story Playthrough.

Then she runs into Rouge, Amy remembers she was with Eggman and fights her, trying to get answers however they both get locked in the room like Rouge did in SA2. The story would continue as normal with shadow showing up and surprisingly, he’d save both of them without hesitation, teleporting to the ark just before prison island blows up.  A scene would take place right after with Amy looking confused and relieved however Rouge instantly begins questioning why he saved them, Shadow says it would’ve been more hassle for him to get the emeralds off Rouge in a few seconds but Rouge counters by saying that’s a fair point but he could’ve just left her behind (pointing to amy) however he actively ran over to her and saved her too. He just walks off saying she talks too much however amy runs grabs his hand and says.  “Thank you”   Shadow just stares back for a second and says “it won’t happen again…” then walks off. (This would purely be a dark story cutscene)  To me this makes more sense as she doesn’t really do much in the story other than help shadow, maybe even have sonic and tails think she died (and in the hero story, actually have the player think she’s dead for most of the story) and have sonic realise that he should’ve treated her much kinder and as an equal and not someone who holds them back. This could even make sonic wanna go after shadow even more as he thinks that him and eggman killed her, to further set up the rivalry his shadow but that part is just me throwing ideas around for a potential SA2 rewrite I’m thinking of doing. This new concept also won’t be a typical “damsel in distress” as it’s flipped on its head since Shadow actually saved her by “kidnapping” her.  Let’s say in this hypothetical rewrite Shadow starts off like the others, he doesn’t take Amy seriously at all similar to everyone else as he’s only known her as “sonic’s fangirl” but Amy begins to learn that there’s something more to shadow, he doesn’t just want to conquer the earth like eggman, he wants revenge on everyone on earth (maybe he’d say something like “they took everything I cared about away from me” when she’d ask him why he’s doing this, I dunno) and she’d grow to understand him.   Through this, shadow would learn to treat Amy as an equal as she says she’s fed up of not being taken seriously by anyone so shadow does just that, he actually begins to listen to her closely. Through shadow treating her as an equal and talking to her, he begins to realise she’s making valid points about how no-one deserves to be killed but he doesn’t falter in his mission however she’s slowly chipping away at Shadows exterior as he acts slightly kinder to both her and Rouge.  Maybe even Rouge could get some development from Amy too with Rouge listening in on one of their convocations and amy says that  “I try to be kind to everyone, even though sonic doesn’t treat me as an equal…I know being kind works because you’ve treated me as an equal because of it…”  This causes Rouge to hold some of the master emerald shards and think…She’s used to being around selfish people so that’s all she knows but being kind…She’s never tried that. (this could explain why Rouge gives the master emerald pieces to Knuckles after he saves her because she’s learning to be kind as well)

At the end this, all this buildup and the extra scenes would would make it more believable for Shadow to be convinced by Amy and she will also learn a lesson here, correct me if I’m wrong but shadow would be the first person to treat her as an equal. The way shadow would truly treat her as an equal is by actually thanking her, at the risk of sounding too cliché he would tell her.  “Thank you…you’re worth much more than you think, Amy Rose”  This coming from the ultimate life form himself would mean something, at least to Amy.  After that he says   “I need to keep my promise to Maria…and to you” then he runs off.  When Shadow appears to fight the Biolizard,  Knuckles would ask why he suddenly changed sides, he could say something like  “That friend of yours, Amy Rose, you should all thank her…”  With sonic responding with a in a guilty tone   “Yeah…I know that now…”  And the same thing would happen, Super Sonic and Super Shadow would fight the Final Hazard and using the chaos emeralds to become super for the first time along with taking off his inhibitor rings would take its toll on shadow and cause him to fall to earth…only leaving his inhibitor rings remaining like in the original story.

The final scene of this version of SA2 would have Sonic returning aboard the ark without Shadow, he has a smile but it looks sad most of them would congratulate Sonic but Rouge would ask where’s Shadow? Sonic would close his eyes and let out a shaky breath, saying that he couldn’t have won without Shadow…   (I do recommend that this part is best experienced whilst listening to SA2s “the last scene” OST on loop whilst reading this part for extra emotional kicks, trust me it makes a difference. this all is purely emotional but in a good way so you have been warned.)

((Admin’s note: here’s a link to the track))

(Each “ending scene” between the rivals would take place in this order)  Firstly a unique one, amy and rouges reaction to shadow death.    Sonic walks over to Rouge and Amy who are standing at the centre of the room, giving them Shadows inhibitor rings and says  “This is all I could get before I saw him fall to earth…”  He’d give one to both of them and say he’s sorry. Rouge would look away and walk off, holding her tears in however Amy’s eyes widen…like she’s realising something. The blue hedgehog would look at amy and speak.  “I’m sorry…I never took you seriously, even after you’d stop chasing me…I promise to listen to you like I do with Tails, Knuckles and even Eggman…” He puts a hand on her shoulder to comfort her but  she drops shadows ring and she slaps sonics hand away and shakily whispers…  “No…”  This confuses everyone but this time she shouts…tears streaming from her eyes  “I did this to him…I don’t deserve any of your respect… I sent him to his death, he wanted to help because I begged him too. I killed him”  “I even said I would sacrifice anything for all of you to take me seriously, even him and…it feels like I did! It feels like I sent him to his death just to get you guys to listen to me! It’s all my fault!”  With that she runs off, running past everyone, sonic and tails would try to chase after her however surprisingly Rouge tells them to leave her, that she’ll talk to Amy.    The second “ending” scene would take place and it would be another unique one.     Rouge would find her where the convocation between Shadow and Amy took place about how she knows being kind pays off because shadow begun to treat her as an equal. She’s crying and Rouge walks over to her and just watches, unsure of what to do however Amy wipes her tears and says she can’t be weak…  Rouge nods her head and helps her up however Amy asks Rouge something…  “S-Shadows inhibitor rings… could I have them?” Rouge at first looks confused but then after smiles and nods her head, giving them to her.   The final scene between Tails and Eggman would play.   Eggman and Tails look ahead at the stars…The fox is unsure on how to feel, they won but it feels like they lost…surprisingly Dr Eggman speaks up in a tone Tails has never heard before.  “As a child, I looked up to my grandfather because of all the great things he accomplished in his life. He was my hero, and I wanted to be a great scientist like him. But… did he really mean to destroy us? To destroy Me?”  Doctor Eggman, the most renowned genius in the world sounds so defeated, even cracking at one point, even after Tails and Sonic have stopped him time and time again, the mad Doctor has always bounced back…but now…he sounds so defeated.  Much to the doctors surprise, Tails speaks up, attempting to comfort him. “I’m…Im not sure but one thing I know, he was tipped over the Edge, pushed to a limit that no person should ever have to endure, he lost everything and took it out on everyone…he had the right to be mad but he didn’t have the right to destroy everything… I…I don’t know what to say Eg-“ Tails stops himself “Ivo Robotnik, I’m sorry you had to go through that, I can’t imagine what it must feel like.”  The Doctor looks down and wipes his glasses clean… “T-Thanks… I’m going to be shutting down the Space Colony Ark in 30 minutes, that’s all the time everyone has up here, then it’s never to be set foot on again”  With that, the Doctor walks off, tails looks back to see Sonic look at Ivo Robotnik. They seem to stare at each other, almost as if they’re having a mutual understanding through their sight alone but the Doctor kneels down and sonic does something unexpected, he surprisingly hugs the Doctor, he can’t hear what they’re saying but Tails figures it’s private…but he could’ve sworn he saw the Doctor wipe his eyes…    The scene between Rouge and Sonic would play after that     Rouge walks over to the blue blur and speaks. “I calmed Amy down…I don’t know when she’ll feel better, could you and the others…be there for her? Help her get over her grief?”  Sonic looks at the bat and slowly nods… “I will, I promise. Me, Tails and even Knuckles will help her, or at least try as much as we can… Again I’m sorry about Shadow”  Rouge looks at him and shakes her head. “You tried your best…in the end that’s all that matters. But do you think…that the doctor only creates him for revenge? Or something more?” She questions with sonic looking at the planet below.  “I’m not sure…but what in do know is that he was a brave and heroic hedgehog who sacrificed his life to save everyone, that’s who he was.”  Rouge nods her head and walks away.     The scene between Knuckles and Rouge would play.    Rouge is standing, looking out to the coldness of space, uncomfortably with her Arms crossed and biting her lip, trying desperately to hold back her tears, she may not have known shadow for long or as personally as Amy did…but it still doesn’t change anything, right now all she feels is the coldness surrounding her.  “Got any plans” A gruff but soothing and kind voice asks, Rouge slowly turns around to see the Echidna looking at her with…worry? Surely that can’t be right, the same Echidna who crashed the shuttle the heroes used to get here…  “Y-yeah, I think I’m going to give up this line of work, too much work for too little pay, plus-“ She looks at Knuckles’ reflection in the window “I’ve got something better than jewels in mind…” She says with a crack in her voice, she hopes that the Echidna didn’t pick up on it, that’s he’s as dimwitted as everyone thinks he is but obviously he catches on…  “Hey…are you okay?”  “Y-yeah…I’m just looking down below. It’s beautiful, don’t you think?” She says, desperately trying to steer the conversation away from current events.  Knuckles looks down at earth and grunts… “It was…but after today…I can’t look at anything the same way again” He pulls out the master emerald which has shrunken down. “Heh, Tikal helped me learn to do this, makes it much more easier to carry around, want to hold it? I know you love jewels…”  Rouge looks at him wide eyed…why had he offered to let her hold the master emerald? Surely he’d know she could easily run off with it, Knuckles opens up her hand with his own and gives it to her, letting her hold it.  “I-I think it might make you feel at least a little bit better…”  That’s when it clicks in her head…he’s trying to comfort her, in his own little odd way, he’s trying to comfort her, make her feel better, sadly at the realisation of this, here eyes begin to water up, her vision getting blurry and the facade breaks, she slowly begins to let the tears fall from her eyes…  She drops the master emerald on the floor and cries into knuckles’ shoulder, hugging him as hard as she can, expecting him to push her away or shout at her that she dropped the master emerald but…that’s not what happens, he holds her tightly and tells her.  “Don’t worry…It’s alright to cry, he was your friend”   And finally the scene between sonic and Amy would place but slightly altered.   Here it is…   Planet Earth, such a beautiful and disturbing place, after this day, after what he’s heard and seen happen, he can’t look at it the same way again, what anyone can be capable off if they are pushed enough to the edge…  Sonic looks ahead at Earth, the stars and and feels…guilty…he was there, he saw Shadow fall however he lied to everyone…  After the final chaos control on the Space Colony Ark which retuned it to its normal position in space, no longer heading towards earth, Super Sonic looked around and saw two Rings floating, he picked them up and flew over to where he saw shadow, no longer in his Super form, very slowly moving away from the ark and towards earth.  Suoer Sonic quickly flew over to shadow however what happened…was heartbreaking.  Sonic would’ve been able to catch the ultimate Lifeform, in fact he should’ve but Shadow…Shadow pushed him away, he said that he doesn’t  deserve to live after what he’s done, he broke Maria’s promise, hurt so many people and almost killed everyone. Sonic told him that he deserves a second chance to make them happy but Shadow smiled…  “Sonic…it’s funny you know, I think in another time, we could’ve been friends, maybe if things turned out differently we would be…but we’re both running out of energy, my super form has already run out and yours… it’s going to run out anytime now. So this is my final gift to you…goodbye, Sonic The Hedgehog.”  “SHADOW! NO!”  Shadow ended up using his remaining energy to use chaos control on sonic to teleport him back to the Ark, which right after it happened, Sonic’s Super form ran out…

From the observation deck Tails told sonic that Eggman was going to shut down the Space colony ark in 30 minutes which was around 20 minutes ago so the teleporters from earth and the Ark wouldn’t work, Sonic said he’s gonna catch up with tails nodding and walking off, leaving Sonic alone in the observation deck…  “The Ultimate Life form…Shadow The Hedgehog”  Just as he goes to walk away he sees Amy walk over into the observation deck, her eyes are puffed from crying but he can tell she’s trying to be strong, he smiles and walks over to her.  “I’m…Im so sorry Amy…I don’t know how close you got with Shadow, but I couldn’t save him… I appreciate you easing off on the romance but I shouldn’t have just ignored you when you needed my help…”  “I forgive you” Amy replies with a smile, a sad smile but a smile nonetheless. “People make mistakes, we’ve seen that today…but we also know that we can change for the better…so here’s to a better tomorrow Sonic.”  Amy extends her arm for a handshake with Sonic smiles and accepts.  “Here’s to a better tomorrow”  However he looks down at her wrist and sees something…new.  “Hey…are those?  Amy looks at her wrist and let’s put another smile, but this time it’s not a sad one…  “Yeah…these were his, I asked Rouge if I could have them, she said yes. Even when Eggman saw me wear them I could’ve sworn I saw a genuine smile from him. I think they look great but I also want to remember him like I remember you.  As a hero, someone I admire and want to be like.”  Sonic closes his eyes smiles.  “Me and you both Amy…me and you both”  Amy asks if he’s ready to leave and sonic Smiles.  “Yeah, let’s go back to the planet as cool and blue as me…”  They leave the room and the lights turn off but sonic looks back one last time.  “Sayonara…Shadow The Hedgehog”

The End…

Author’s notes: (you can skip if you want cuz this is long enough already but it gives additional context to some scenes. There are also some other submissions I’ve written noted here to)  If you haven’t noticed I have written some submissions here before as (I think?) an anonymous user but finally made an account, specifically for this blog.  Most notably  Submission #59: A take on Shadamy I’m 60-40 on this, it’s not written the best but I think my concept of their relationship is good enough  Submission #68: Yet another take on Shadamy Not particularly proud of this one I can’t lie, the concept is decent but I didn’t proof-read it so it’s it’s sloppily written, I might either make a part 2 as a submission or just rewrite it and make it a complete story, though there was that one person who enjoy commented that they enjoyed it, I’m glad they did  Submission #74: Yet another Shadamy Scene Rewrite I think it’s my best Shadamy piece I’ve done, it’s  a very simple SA2 (can you tell it’s my favourite sonic story/game yet?)scene rewrite based on shadow and Amy’s first encounter on prison island.  Though I kinda wish I called the title of my first submission “yet a take on Shadamy” to fit in line with my “yet _____ Shadamy _____”  I wanted those final scenes to pull at the heart strings, sure it’s possibly too emotional for a Sonic story but I really don’t care, all of those scenes were based on experiences in my life so I tried to write the characters as “realistic” as I possibly could. I even snuck in some Knuxouge because I think it’s the only sonic ship that should be canon in the games, it makes the most sense to me. I also really hope I didn’t come off as bashing Sonic, that really wasn’t my intention, I really like Sonic as a character but I think this was the most realistic character development I could’ve given him. Rouge was definitely more emotional here but I think that makes sense, I didn’t even think of knuckles consoling her until a bit after so I promise it wasn’t just for a knuxouge moment. I couldn’t really do much with Tails, best I could do is have him sympathise with Eggman and referring to him as “Ivo Robotnik” was my was of showing that tails truly cared about Eggman in that moment. Also Sonic hugging Eggman might be slightly out of character but everyone is at their emotional limit here, including Eggman himself was hurt here, he found out the man he admired, his grandfather didn’t just not care about him but was willing to kill him, if felt personal to him and sonic saw that…   What I tried to do was not to create a Shadamy story (even though it certainly comes across as such because even though I love Shadamy, I don’t want any relationships in any main sonic games, hint at them sure but not proper relationships). Instead I tried to create a story with the basis of Sonic adventure 2 (my favourite sonic story) and improve certain aspects.   It just so happened that in my eyes, giving Amy a proper role would do exactly that and filling in details such as making it even more believable that Shadow would turn good at the end, giving a proper character arc to Amy and improving on Rouge’s and giving Sonic a character Arc with both realising that people can change for the better because knuckles wasn’t evil in 3&K, he was tricked. Sonic would also learn to take Amy more seriously.   Side note but I’ve always head people say that sonic has always been a flat character however I disagree, I think that became the case after SA2 because in that game, he learned that not everyone is purely good or bad, he learned that people will do bad things for good reasons and good things for bad reasons.  Another detail this adds is making it way more believable for Sonic to go back to Eggman when he takes Amy hostage because in SA2, sonic and tails just leave amy wondering around, both creating a liability and ignoring their friend however up to this point (in the hero story), Sonic, Tails and eventually Knuckles thought Amy had died on Prison Island but hearing her alive and being taken hostage would make it a good twist from a story standpoint along with making it WAY more believable that Sonic would rush back to Eggman. (even though tails was there).  Of course I had to add a scene between sonic and shadow, making it make more sense as to why shadow fell to earth and sonic couldn’t save him, I wanted to add shadow saying that they could’ve been friends in another time because that WAS true at one point, in heroes and 06 they respected each other and were friends with a slightly rivalry. In shadow the hedgehog, minus all the “evil” paths (which I don’t seem as canon) shadow and sonic are usually on good terms. Only in Boom is where there was an active distaste between the two.  Anyway that’s enough of me rambling. I originally wasn’t going to write some scenes and just skim through them like I have done with others but the ones near the end were too important for me to just simply skip. I’ve been writing this for about close to 3 hours now on my phone and I still have a few things to say but I’m satisfied with what I’ve written for now.  I’m going to be honest but this is the most emotional piece of work I’ve ever written, (coming from a guy who doesn’t think these characters beyond a few should be all “lovey-dovey” but speak through their actions and what they’re willing so do to make friend/partner happy) like I did with knuckles here. Anyway I’m not going to link my AO3 here because my work isn’t nearly as emotional, it doesn’t have much shadamy and I also don’t wanna self promote here as well but if I write a SA2 rewrite with this concept, if I’m allowed to link it I will however it won’t be for a while as uni is killing me.  I hope you all enjoyed me rambling, I apologise for it being so damn long but I just has WAY too much to say and just ended up writing another part of a fanfic. Leave your thoughts below and owner of the blog (is that what I call you? Idk) keep up the great work.

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((Hope you don’t mind that I added a few line breaks. Makes it easier to read.

I do have thoughts on Amy’s bracelets! This headcanon is a good overview, and it includes a link that goes into greater detail. It’d be interesting if they had taken your approach, too. I like it!

You’re not the only one who’s wondered if Amy ever felt guilty about being the one to convince Shadow to fight. I have a super old headcanon about it. It’d be nice if the others had had a wake-up call of some kind around then that they shouldn’t just leave her behind and ignore her. It was a trend that continued for far too long. I also never liked Tails’ line to Eggman in the game, as the chipper “We all did it together! :D“ declaration sounds super jarring after Eggman’s serious line. I really wish he had matched Eggman’s tone like this in the game.

I recognized the style of the title and submission formatting, so I did remember you. Great to see you made an account! If you ever do make that rewrite or write any shadamy stories, I’ll gladly reblog them from your blog. Just let me know!

Honestly? I’ve been considering doing a shadamy-centric rewrite of SA2 myself, but it’d be much different. In it, Sonic either never existed or died sometime before the events of SA2, and a more mature, possibly older Amy stepped up as the leader and goes on adventures with Tails and Knuckles. It’d be named “Amy Adventure 2” in reference to that one SA2 mod that replaces all the playable characters with Amy. I don’t know if I’ll ever get around to it or how I’d format it, but it’s a fun idea. I’ve got a bunch of other things to take care of first, though!

Thanks for your dedication! It was cool seeing your ideas again. I’m the admin/owner of this blog, so I guess you could call me “admin” or just “shadamyheadcanons.”

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[duhragonball]

Dragon Ball Super 125

Life comes at you fast.

Man, Vegeta Blue looks way better than Goku Blue. I just want to see Goku get to UI again so we won’t have to put up with this teal color anymore.

Anyway, last time Gohan sacrificed himself to eliminate Dyspo.  Now, on the bench, Beerus gives him an attaboy, and at first he calls him Goku’s son, then he corrects himself and calls Gohan by his name. 

Gohan stands up and bows to Beerus in appreciation.  Everyone stands up an claps for the show of respect... is what I would be saying if this were happening in front of a wrestling crowd.  The Mutal Respect Pop is always a classic.  Well, I’m marking out for Beerus and Gohan, even if this group is just sitting on their hands.

Oh, right, Goku spares a moment to mark out too.  Everyone who says Goku is a bad dad is a big poopie-head.  He’s in the middle of a hellacious battle with an unstoppable opponent for the fate of the universe, and he still can’t help but check out his son getting a compliment. 

Anyway, let’s move on to the real meat of this story, which is Top fighting 17 and Frieza.  Staring off, Top is just fighting 17 alone, and he can’t get past 17′s force field.  It’s interesting, because this arc has done a lot to cement the idea that 17 is a green force field specialist.  It’s not his only trick, but he does this one a lot in the Tournament of Power, and it’s clearly meant to be his unique thing.  Meanwhile, I don’t think we ever see 18 do it, even though a number of video games give her a pink force field, implying that she has the same ability. 

Anyway, 17 returns fire when he gets the chance, and Top can’t get clear without eating a hit.  From the bench, everyone wonders what 17 is up to, since this appears to be a stalemate.  18 suggests that the stalemate might be the point.  17 won’t tire out, so he can literally do this for the rest of of the tournament.  If he can keep Top pinned down, he can run out the clock and Universe 7 will win, since they have four fighters on the stage and U11 only has two. 

This is the first real talk of Universe 7 trying to leverage that advantage.  We never learn for certain if 17 is seriously considering this, although he probably likes the idea of shaving some second off the clock, if nothing else.  After all, Goku tried to ring-out Jiren with misdirection instead of power last episode, so the desperation seems to be setting in with these guys.

But it’s all for naught, as Top manages to see a pattern in 17′s shots and gets clear without being hit.  Then he does something really extreme...

Yeah, drink it in, folks, it’s Top’s mouth.  Not a big fan of this.

Top sets up a beam struggle with 17 and seems to have a clear advantage, until who should happen along but...?

Frieza’s here, and he’s going to enjoy shooting Top in the back while he struggles against 17. It’s an impossible situation for Top, and Frieza’s savoring every moment.

Finally, Top is overwhelmed, and Frieza takes some more time to gloat.  He’s really laying it on thick considering he only met this guy less than an hour ago.  It kind of makes me question all the stuff he said to Vegeta on Namek.  There’s an implication that he was genuinely hurt or at least offended by Vegeta’s betrayal, but now I get the sense that he just plays mindgames with everyone, even when they’re already beaten down.  I’d use Top as an example of this, except...

...Top isn’t down, and he’s far from beaten.

He begins to power up, and it’s so impressive that everyone starts to notice...

Even Jiren is like “So, he’s finally made his choice,” or words to that effect. 

From the bench, Belmod explains everything.  Top isn’t just the leader of the Pride Troopers.  He’s also a God of Destruction-in-training.  This was a weird time to reveal all of this, since up to now the show really hadn’t addressed this process.  Whis and Beerus have occasionally mentioned the notion of Goku or Vegeta replacing Beerus as Destroyer some day, but neither Saiyan wants the job, so it never really goes anywhere.  Top is the first guy to demonstrate this in practice.  So now we see that the Hakaishin aren’t immortal, and they replace their dead with other mortals who have undergone special training to ascend to godhood.  This is why Beerus has an angel guide, Whis.  Once upon a time, Whis must have trained him the same way Top was trained, and then Beerus took the job and continued to need Whis to show him how to do it properly. 

The manga spelled all this out before the Tournament of Power, when Belmod introduced Top as his successor.  Also the manga had Belmod explicitly state that he was planning to retire soon.  I kind of wish the anime would have given us the same information.  As it is, it just seems like Belmod is training other Destroyers for no real reason.  

As far as the timing goes, I can see why the anime chose to wait.  They introduced Top as Kahi’s “bodyguard”, which is a clever way of hiding Top’s true potential to the competition.  Not that they expected Top to pull this off during the tournament, but they were aware of the possibility.  So it’s a great twist.  The problem is that they never explain why Top has been preparing to take the role.  It just sounds like they snuck a god on the team without telling anyone. 

I think the narrative is fairly clear, though.  Whis had said that there were rumors of a mortal defeating one of the Destroyers, and that almost certainly had to be Jiren, who must have beaten Belmod at some point.  And maybe that defeat convinced Belmod that it was time to hang up his clown shoes.  He probably offered the job to Jiren, who must have declined, so he asked Top, who accepted. 

From the way Belmod and Khai describe it, it sounds like Top learned how to tap into this Destroyer power some time ago, but he never truly embraced these abilities until now.  And Top himself declares that he no longer fights for justice, as that concept no longer has any meaning for him.  Instead, Top says he now fights for the survival of his universe, as he has become an arbiter of what shall be and not be.  So it’s kind of like he had to let go of his mortal life as a Pride Trooper to get this power-up. 

It seems like the only one who doesn’t understand the gravity of this development is Frieza.  His ki blasts simply vanish when they hit Top, because he’s wrapped a field of destruction energy around him like armor.   Then Top shoots a big ball of destruction energy at Frieza, and he still laughs it off, because he easily neutralized a similar attack back in Episode 95.  He thinks this will be just as simple.

Yeah, it doesn’t go so well for him.

There’s a big explosion and even the spectators have to shield their eyes.

The sky even changes color, which is great because I was getting sick of that green background.  Actually, this may have nothing to do with Top, since the last time the Null Realm changed color, it was when the tournament was half-over.  This might be another response to the timer.

The blast wrecks a huge chunk of the ring.  I don’t seem to have a good shot of the aftermath, but I’m pretty sure half of it is reduced to rubble.  I guess that doesn’t matter much, since there’s only six people using it.  Half the space is still plenty.

With Frieza MIA, 17 can only try to carry on the fight as best he can. This time when Top uses his Justice Flash, 17′s barrier begins to shatter.  Even his conventional ki attacks are stronger than before.

Fighting back is useless, since energy blasts don’t even slow Top down anymore.  They’re just obliterated against the destruction energy around his body.

Hiding is nearly impossible, since Top can just destroy all the obstacles in the ring and come straight for his target.  It’s suggested that if you tried to punch Top in this state, you might lose your arm. 

But Frieza still comes back to try again.  He’s dropped out of Golden mode, but he still survived the Destruction Energy Top fired at him.  My guess is that Frieza was able to neutralize it like he did in Episode 95, but it took a lot more out of him this time around, which is why whole ring didn’t get annihilated.  And yet he still acts like Top isn’t any big deal.  I don’t know if Frieza is just delusional here or he’s just so used to being like this that he doesn’t know how to be desperate or worried.

Top doesn’t mind taking a moment to show him.

Yeahhhhhhh, crush his dumb little head!  Grape juice for everyone!

Well, actually Top explains that he can’t destroy Frieza, since he would just get disqualified for that.  But when he tries to chuck him out of the ring...

17 spoils the shot, and Frieza lands in some crevice somewhere.  So he’s still in the tournament, for whatever that’s worth.  So is 17, although his prospects are looking mighty dim...

I mean, he was having trouble with this guy at the start of this episode, and now the situation’s only gotten worse for him.  What’s he gonna do now?

Here’s KISS with “Heaven’s on Fire.”

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i wanted to give this a proper title but really it's just an addendum to my pudding & sanji as frenemies propaganda lmao

i'm gonna skip the wci arc as i already talked about it, just as a general note in my canon pudding erases a whole lot memories of her from sanji's mind. while she's affectionate toward him, she has no romantic feelings. her crying in the hallway happens because by that point she's quite literally the only traitor left on the island - she can't escape because bm needs her for her powers but also knows the woman won't be so kind about the disrespect

technically they're still married. it doesn't matter as it's not like they'll get together at any point but since divorce as an institution doesn't exist, there is this loose end. pudding will never mention it as she believes it's not relevant to her life choices. doesn't want to be referred as vinsmoke or black leg for that matter, mention those names to her and she will stare blankly pretending not to know who that is. she will however take a page from sanji's book and give herself a brand new last name at some point after finding the one piece

i know fandom loves to pit women against each other but i think pudding would lowkey push nami into pursuing sanji eventually. in her mind they seem good for each other in a way that doesn't feel like trauma bonding, you know. as a matter of fact i think pudding and nami would be good friends and she'd be someone pud trusts during her time with the SH

pudding has the habit to be in places she shouldn't be, except that nothing of what she does is random and it's her fatal flaw. she crosses paths with the SH plenty of times after finding the one piece, mostly because they always get in trouble and she's traveling around following the voices. does she keep tabs on them? possibly. she considers them allies, so in most cases she will lend an helpful hand and then dip before they can get all mushy on her

on that note... i headcanon that while no romantic feelings are involved due to pudding making sure all those memories are cut and hidden away, throughout the years she and sanji meet up to have ONE (1) dinner to catch up and then everyone is on their own way. it probably happens once a year, they cook things, share and swap recipes, stuff like this. pudding will never talk too much about her business - she might be reformed but a part of her will always dabble in the darkness as it's part of the balance of all things. she will however give him leads about treasures she's heard of. [ when i think of them i imagine the song bells in santa fe, ngl ]

speaking of memories, pudding still has the film from sanji's memories. whether she gives it back or not eventually is up to plotting, but generally speaking i think she'd rather not for the fact that then they'd have to talk about... everything, which is not really something she wants to do. while she hasn't used memo memo on him since then, she can hear him loud and clear through her third eye powers and absolutely hates it. she probably told him too!

if wci / final arc pudding is more akin to alice in terms of character development, post op pudding is lowkey the cheshire cat. the more years pass the more different she looks. it's a good type of change even though it basically makes her look like an hermit most of the time. on a good day she might be sentimental enough to share some wisdom with him on whatever occasion they cross paths. she loves to speak to him in riddles just to mess around and that's really the only sign of her teen self left

post op pudding has a vivre card, and it looks like a queen of hearts card from any deck. she's given sanji a piece of it mostly because "you can never know" but also told him to not pester her, so you see where she stands. she is however always available through den den mushi for serious talks or mildly tough advices

at some point pudding has written a children's book called tales from the all blue which are basically a collection of stories she's heard from sea creatures. at the very first page there's a dedication that says may our dreams carry us throughout the darkest times. this is probably the most openly affectionate she's been toward him

[just-a-guy119]

(This was originally posted on #shadamyheadcanons as a submission but for some reason when I submitted it the paragraphs were missing, no idea why that was the case so I’ve decided to resubmit it here to make it much more easier to read)

Convoluted title I know but this one is going to be pretty jumbled up as it’s just an idea I’ve thought off and wanna see if anyone does anything with it.

You know how Amy has the rings similar to Shadows inhibitors, hers are probably weights whilst shadows are inhibitor rings, I’m not sure if this has been mentioned or something but I think this idea could be cool, though it would also deviate from the original story of SA2 quite a bit, let me explain.

My idea is that with Amy’s modern design for SA1 and SA2, her outfit would be the exact same but without the rings on her wrists (maybe replace them with the bands she has on her riders design).

Instead she doesn’t get the rings until the end of SA2 when sonic returns to the ark after him and shadow fought the final hazard. Obviously the story would have to get reworked slightly with Shadow and Amy possibly having a few more scenes together and give Amy her own character arc, she still doesn’t fully believe in herself as she isn’t treated as an equal. (because let’s be honest the early 3D days Amy was ignored and not taken seriously by almost everyone in CD, SA1 and SA2, including Sonic).

One way to make Amy more important to the story of SA2 is to have her get to the ark much quicker so there could be an extra scene or two with her and Shadow. (It doesn’t even have to be shipping stuff but Shadow having flashbacks of Maria through Amy’s words similar to the how Amy helps Shadow remember Maria’s final words in SA2)

A way I think would work best to get Amy on the Space Colony Ark quicker is during prison island, instead of Rouge being trapped fighting the R-1/A Flying Dog she fights Amy instead.

The way this would occur is that when Amy would free sonic, he would tell her he needs to find that faker and make him pay, then runs off instantly, leaving Amy behind. In the hero story, after the stage metal harbor there would be a cutscene with Amy walking around, saying that she’s lost and she’d get annoyed and say out loud

“I would sacrifice anything for everyone to take me more seriously, even that fake hedgehog”

(Remember this)

(Also this might seem out of character for but at this point she‘s like 13? I’m not sure but she’s angry and this is something someone her age would say. Keep in mind she only sees Shadow as a Sonic copy, thinks he’s a Villain so she doesn’t really care about like, same with her and metal sonic.)

This part would be in the dark story Playthrough.

Then she runs into Rouge, Amy remembers she was with Eggman and fights her, trying to get answers however they both get locked in the room like Rouge did in SA2. The story would continue as normal with shadow showing up and surprisingly, he’d save both of them without hesitation, teleporting to the ark just before prison island blows up.

A scene would take place right after with Amy looking confused and relieved however Rouge instantly begins questioning why he saved them, Shadow says it would’ve been more hassle for him to get the emeralds off Rouge in a few seconds but Rouge counters by saying that’s a fair point but he could’ve just left her behind (pointing to amy) however he actively ran over to her and saved her too. He just walks off saying she talks too much however amy runs grabs his hand and says.

“Thank you”

Shadow just stares back for a second and says “it won’t happen again…” then walks off. (This would purely be a dark story cutscene)

To me this makes more sense as she doesn’t really do much in the story other than help shadow, maybe even have sonic and tails think she died (and in the hero story, actually have the player think she’s dead for most of the story) and have sonic realise that he should’ve treated her much kinder and as an equal and not someone who holds them back. This could even make sonic wanna go after shadow even more as he thinks that him and eggman killed her, to further set up the rivalry his shadow but that part is just me throwing ideas around for a potential SA2 rewrite I’m thinking of doing. This new concept also won’t be a typical “damsel in distress” as it’s flipped on its head since Shadow actually saved her by “kidnapping” her.

Let’s say in this hypothetical rewrite Shadow starts off like the others, he doesn’t take Amy seriously at all similar to everyone else as he’s only known her as “sonic’s fangirl” but Amy begins to learn that there’s something more to shadow, he doesn’t just want to conquer the earth like eggman, he wants revenge on everyone on earth (maybe he’d say something like “they took everything I cared about away from me” when she’d ask him why he’s doing this, I dunno) and she’d grow to understand him.

Through this, shadow would learn to treat Amy as an equal as she says she’s fed up of not being taken seriously by anyone so shadow does just that, he actually begins to listen to her closely. Through shadow treating her as an equal and talking to her, he begins to realise she’s making valid points about how no-one deserves to be killed but he doesn’t falter in his mission however she’s slowly chipping away at Shadows exterior as he acts slightly kinder to both her and Rouge.

Maybe even Rouge could get some development from Amy too with Rouge listening in on one of their convocations and amy says that

“I try to be kind to everyone, even though sonic doesn’t treat me as an equal…I know being kind works because you’ve treated me as an equal because of it…”

This causes Rouge to hold some of the master emerald shards and think…She’s used to being around selfish people so that’s all she knows but being kind…She’s never tried that.

(this could explain why Rouge gives the master emerald pieces to Knuckles after he saves her because she’s learning to be kind as well)

At the end this, all this buildup and the extra scenes would would make it more believable for Shadow to be convinced by Amy and she will also learn a lesson here, correct me if I’m wrong but shadow would be the first person to treat her as an equal. The way shadow would truly treat her as an equal is by actually thanking her, at the risk of sounding too cliché he would tell her.

“Thank you…you’re worth much more than you think, Amy Rose”

This coming from the ultimate life form himself would mean something, at least to Amy.

After that he says

“I need to keep my promise to Maria…and to you” then he runs off.

When Shadow appears to fight the Biolizard, Knuckles would ask why he suddenly changed sides, he could say something like

“That friend of yours, Amy Rose, you should all thank her…”

With sonic responding with a in a guilty tone

“Yeah…I know that now…”

And the same thing would happen, Super Sonic and Super Shadow would fight the Final Hazard and using the chaos emeralds to become super for the first time along with taking off his inhibitor rings would take its toll on shadow and cause him to fall to earth…only leaving his inhibitor rings remaining like in the original story.

The final scene of this version of SA2 would have Sonic returning aboard the ark without Shadow, he has a smile but it looks sad most of them would congratulate Sonic but Rouge would ask where’s Shadow?

Sonic would close his eyes and let out a shaky breath, saying that he couldn’t have won without Shadow…

(I do recommend that this part is best experienced whilst listening to SA2s “the last scene” OST on loop whilst reading this part for extra emotional kicks, trust me it makes a difference. this all is purely emotional but in a good way so you have been warned.)

(Each “ending scene” between the rivals would take place in this order)

Firstly a unique one, amy and rouges reaction to shadow death.

Sonic walks over to Rouge and Amy who are standing at the centre of the room, giving them Shadows inhibitor rings and says

“This is all I could get before I saw him fall to earth…”

He’d give one to both of them and say he’s sorry. Rouge would look away and walk off, holding her tears in however Amy’s eyes widen…like she’s realising something. The blue hedgehog would look at amy and speak.

“I’m sorry…I never took you seriously, even after you’d stop chasing me…I promise to listen to you like I do with Tails, Knuckles and even Eggman…”

He puts a hand on her shoulder to comfort her but she drops shadows ring and she slaps sonics hand away and shakily whispers…

“No…”

This confuses everyone but this time she shouts...tears streaming from her eyes

“I did this to him…I don’t deserve any of your respect… I sent him to his death, he wanted to help because I begged him too. I killed him”

“I even said I would sacrifice anything for all of you to take me seriously, even him and…it feels like I did! It feels like I sent him to his death just to get you guys to listen to me! It’s all my fault!”

With that she runs off, running past everyone, sonic and tails would try to chase after her however surprisingly Rouge tells them to leave her, that she’ll talk to Amy.

The second “ending” scene would take place and it would be another unique one.

Rouge would find her where the convocation between Shadow and Amy took place about how she knows being kind pays off because shadow begun to treat her as an equal. She’s crying and Rouge walks over to her and just watches, unsure of what to do however Amy wipes her tears and says she can’t be weak…

Rouge nods her head and helps her up however Amy asks Rouge something…

“S-Shadows inhibitor rings… could I have them?”

Rouge at first looks confused but then after smiles and nods her head, giving them to her.

The final scene between Tails and Eggman would play.

Eggman and Tails look ahead at the stars…The fox is unsure on how to feel, they won but it feels like they lost…surprisingly Dr Eggman speaks up in a tone Tails has never heard before.

“As a child, I looked up to my grandfather because of all the great things he accomplished in his life. He was my hero, and I wanted to be a great scientist like him. But... did he really mean to destroy us? To destroy Me?”

Doctor Eggman, the most renowned genius in the world sounds so defeated, even cracking at one point, even after Tails and Sonic have stopped him time and time again, the mad Doctor has always bounced back…but now…he sounds so defeated.

Much to the doctors surprise, Tails speaks up, attempting to comfort him.

“I’m…Im not sure but one thing I know, he was tipped over the Edge, pushed to a limit that no person should ever have to endure, he lost everything and took it out on everyone…he had the right to be mad but he didn’t have the right to destroy everything… I…I don’t know what to say Eg-“

Tails stops himself

“Ivo Robotnik, I’m sorry you had to go through that, I can’t imagine what it must feel like.”

The Doctor looks down and wipes his glasses clean…

“T-Thanks… I’m going to be shutting down the Space Colony Ark in 30 minutes, that’s all the time everyone has up here, then it’s never to be set foot on again”

With that, the Doctor walks off, tails looks back to see Sonic look at Ivo Robotnik. They seem to stare at each other, almost as if they’re having a mutual understanding through their sight alone but the Doctor kneels down and sonic does something unexpected, he surprisingly hugs the Doctor, he can’t hear what they’re saying but Tails figures it’s private…but he could’ve sworn he saw the Doctor wipe his eyes…

The scene between Rouge and Sonic would play after that

Rouge walks over to the blue blur and speaks.

“I calmed Amy down…I don’t know when she’ll feel better, could you and the others…be there for her? Help her get over her grief?”

Sonic looks at the bat and slowly nods…

“I will, I promise. Me, Tails and even Knuckles will help her, or at least try as much as we can… Again I’m sorry about Shadow”

Rouge looks at him and shakes her head.

“You tried your best…in the end that’s all that matters. But do you think…that the doctor only creates him for revenge? Or something more?”

She questions with sonic looking at the planet below.

“I’m not sure…but what in do know is that he was a brave and heroic hedgehog who sacrificed his life to save everyone, that’s who he was.”

Rouge nods her head and walks away.

The scene between Knuckles and Rouge would play.

Rouge is standing, looking out to the coldness of space, uncomfortably with her Arms crossed and biting her lip, trying desperately to hold back her tears, she may not have known shadow for long or as personally as Amy did…but it still doesn’t change anything, right now all she feels is the coldness surrounding her.

“Got any plans”

A gruff but soothing and kind voice asks, Rouge slowly turns around to see the Echidna looking at her with…worry? Surely that can’t be right, the same Echidna who crashed the shuttle the heroes used to get here…

“Y-yeah, I think I’m going to give up this line of work, too much work for too little pay, plus-“

She looks at Knuckles’ reflection in the window

“I’ve got something better than jewels in mind…”

She says with a crack in her voice, she hopes that the Echidna didn’t pick up on it, that’s he’s as dimwitted as everyone thinks he is but obviously he catches on…

“Hey…are you okay?”

“Y-yeah…I’m just looking down below. It’s beautiful, don’t you think?”

She says, desperately trying to steer the conversation away from current events.

Knuckles looks down at earth and grunts…

“It was…but after today…I can’t look at anything the same way again”

He pulls out the master emerald which has shrunken down.

“Heh, Tikal helped me learn to do this, makes it much more easier to carry around, want to hold it? I know you love jewels…”

Rouge looks at him wide eyed…why had he offered to let her hold the master emerald? Surely he’d know she could easily run off with it, Knuckles opens up her hand with his own and gives it to her, letting her hold it.

“I-I think it might make you feel at least a little bit better…”

That’s when it clicks in her head…he’s trying to comfort her, in his own little odd way, he’s trying to comfort her, make her feel better, sadly at the realisation of this, here eyes begin to water up, her vision getting blurry and the facade breaks, she slowly begins to let the tears fall from her eyes…

She drops the master emerald on the floor and cries into knuckles’ shoulder, hugging him as hard as she can, expecting him to push her away or shout at her that she dropped the master emerald but…that’s not what happens, he holds her tightly and tells her.

“Don’t worry…It’s alright to cry, he was your friend”

And finally the scene between sonic and Amy would place but slightly altered.

Here it is…

Planet Earth, such a beautiful and disturbing place, after this day, after what he’s heard and seen happen, he can’t look at it the same way again, what anyone can be capable off if they are pushed enough to the edge…

Sonic looks ahead at Earth, the stars and and feels…guilty…he was there, he saw Shadow fall however he lied to everyone…

After the final chaos control on the Space Colony Ark which retuned it to its normal position in space, no longer heading towards earth, Super Sonic looked around and saw two Rings floating, he picked them up and flew over to where he saw shadow, no longer in his Super form, very slowly moving away from the ark and towards earth.

Suoer Sonic quickly flew over to shadow however what happened…was heartbreaking.

Sonic would’ve been able to catch the ultimate Lifeform, in fact he should’ve but Shadow…Shadow pushed him away, he said that he doesn’t deserve to live after what he’s done, he broke Maria’s promise, hurt so many people and almost killed everyone. Sonic told him that he deserves a second chance to make them happy but Shadow smiled…

“Sonic…it’s funny you know, I think in another time, we could’ve been friends, maybe if things turned out differently we would be…but we’re both running out of energy, my super form has already run out and yours… it’s going to run out anytime now. So this is my final gift to you…goodbye, Sonic The Hedgehog.”

“SHADOW! NO!”

Shadow ended up using his remaining energy to use chaos control on sonic to teleport him back to the Ark, which right after it happened, Sonic’s Super form ran out…

From the observation deck Tails told sonic that Eggman was going to shut down the Space colony ark in 30 minutes which was around 20 minutes ago so the teleporters from earth and the Ark wouldn’t work, Sonic said he’s gonna catch up with tails nodding and walking off, leaving Sonic alone in the observation deck…

“The Ultimate Life form…Shadow The Hedgehog”

Just as he goes to walk away he sees Amy walk over into the observation deck, her eyes are puffed from crying but he can tell she’s trying to be strong, he smiles and walks over to her.

“I’m…Im so sorry Amy…I don’t know how close you got with Shadow, but I couldn’t save him… I appreciate you easing off on the romance but I shouldn’t have just ignored you when you needed my help…”

“I forgive you”

Amy replies with a smile, a sad smile but a smile nonetheless.

“People make mistakes, we’ve seen that today…but we also know that we can change for the better…so here’s to a better tomorrow Sonic.”

Amy extends her arm for a handshake with Sonic smiles and accepts.

“Here’s to a better tomorrow”

However he looks down at her wrist and sees something…new.

“Hey…are those?

Amy looks at her wrist and let’s put another smile, but this time it’s not a sad one…

“Yeah…these were his, I asked Rouge if I could have them, she said yes. Even when Eggman saw me wear them I could’ve sworn I saw a genuine smile from him. I think they look great but I also want to remember him like I remember you.

As a hero, someone I admire and want to be like.”

Sonic closes his eyes smiles.

“Me and you both Amy…me and you both”

Amy asks if he’s ready to leave and sonic Smiles.

“Yeah, let’s go back to the planet as cool and blue as me…”

They leave the room and the lights turn off but sonic looks back one last time.

“Sayonara…Shadow The Hedgehog”

The End…

Author’s notes:

(you can skip if you want cuz this is long enough already but it gives additional context to some scenes. There are also some other submissions I’ve written noted here to)

If you haven’t noticed I have written some submissions here before as (I think?) an anonymous user but finally made an account, specifically for this blog.

Most notably

Submission #59: A take on Shadamy

I’m 60-40 on this, it’s not written the best but I think my concept of their relationship is good enough

Submission #68: Yet another take on Shadamy

Not particularly proud of this one I can’t lie, the concept is decent but I didn’t proof-read it so it’s it’s sloppily written, I might either make a part 2 as a submission or just rewrite it and make it a complete story, though there was that one person who enjoy commented that they enjoyed it, I’m glad they did

Submission #74: Yet another Shadamy Scene Rewrite

I think it’s my best Shadamy piece I’ve done, it’s a very simple SA2 (can you tell it’s my favourite sonic story/game yet?)scene rewrite based on shadow and Amy’s first encounter on prison island.

Though I kinda wish I called the title of my first submission “yet a take on Shadamy” to fit in line with my “yet _____ Shadamy _____”

I wanted those final scenes to pull at the heart strings, sure it’s possibly too emotional for a Sonic story but I really don’t care, all of those scenes were based on experiences in my life so I tried to write the characters as “realistic” as I possibly could. I even snuck in some Knuxouge because I think it’s the only sonic ship that should be canon in the games, it makes the most sense to me. I also really hope I didn’t come off as bashing Sonic, that really wasn’t my intention, I really like Sonic as a character but I think this was the most realistic character development I could’ve given him. Rouge was definitely more emotional here but I think that makes sense, I didn’t even think of knuckles consoling her until a bit after so I promise it wasn’t just for a knuxouge moment. I couldn’t really do much with Tails, best I could do is have him sympathise with Eggman and referring to him as “Ivo Robotnik” was my was of showing that tails truly cared about Eggman in that moment. Also Sonic hugging Eggman might be slightly out of character but everyone is at their emotional limit here, including Eggman himself was hurt here, he found out the man he admired, his grandfather didn’t just not care about him but was willing to kill him, if felt personal to him and sonic saw that…

What I tried to do was not to create a Shadamy story (even though it certainly comes across as such because even though I love Shadamy, I don’t want any relationships in any main sonic games, hint at them sure but not proper relationships). Instead I tried to create a story with the basis of Sonic adventure 2 (my favourite sonic story) and improve certain aspects.

It just so happened that in my eyes, giving Amy a proper role would do exactly that and filling in details such as making it even more believable that Shadow would turn good at the end, giving a proper character arc to Amy and improving on Rouge’s and giving Sonic a character Arc with both realising that people can change for the better because knuckles wasn’t evil in 3&K, he was tricked. Sonic would also learn to take Amy more seriously.

Side note but I’ve always head people say that sonic has always been a flat character however I disagree, I think that became the case after SA2 because in that game, he learned that not everyone is purely good or bad, he learned that people will do bad things for good reasons and good things for bad reasons.

Another detail this adds is making it way more believable for Sonic to go back to Eggman when he takes Amy hostage because in SA2, sonic and tails just leave amy wondering around, both creating a liability and ignoring their friend however up to this point (in the hero story), Sonic, Tails and eventually Knuckles thought Amy had died on Prison Island but hearing her alive and being taken hostage would make it a good twist from a story standpoint along with making it WAY more believable that Sonic would rush back to Eggman. (even though tails was there).

Of course I had to add a scene between sonic and shadow, making it make more sense as to why shadow fell to earth and sonic couldn’t save him, I wanted to add shadow saying that they could’ve been friends in another time because that WAS true at one point, in heroes and 06 they respected each other and were friends with a slightly rivalry. In shadow the hedgehog, minus all the “evil” paths (which I don’t seem as canon) shadow and sonic are usually on good terms. Only in Boom is where there was an active distaste between the two.

Anyway that’s enough of me rambling. I originally wasn’t going to write some scenes and just skim through them like I have done with others but the ones near the end were too important for me to just simply skip. I’ve been writing this for about close to 3 hours now on my phone and I still have a few things to say but I’m satisfied with what I’ve written for now.

I’m going to be honest but this is the most emotional piece of work I’ve ever written, (coming from a guy who doesn’t think these characters beyond a few should be all “lovey-dovey” but speak through their actions and what they’re willing so do to make friend/partner happy) like I did with knuckles here.

Anyway I’m not going to link my AO3 here because my work isn’t nearly as emotional, it doesn’t have much shadamy and I also don’t wanna self promote here as well but if I write a SA2 rewrite with this concept, if I’m allowed to link it I will however it won’t be for a while as uni is killing me.

I hope you all enjoyed me rambling, I apologise for it being so damn long but I just has WAY too much to say and just ended up writing another part of a fanfic. Leave your thoughts below and owner of the blog (is that what I call you? Idk) keep up the great work.

[novantinuum]

If you're still taking the fic writer asks, ✨💞🪄💌🕯️? (it looks like there might actually be two questions marked with the candle emoji, I was looking at the first one "was there a fic that was really hard on you to write..." but you can answer both if you like!)

Oooh hell yeah I'll take some more!

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✨What’s a fic you’ve posted you wish you could breathe life into again and have people talking about it? (or simply a fic you wish got more credit)

Ohohoh lemme look-

I mean, honestly, the fics I WANTED to get attention and credit generally have gotten it... but before TotK comes out and I can laugh at how wrong my theories are, I do wanna give my little TotK trailer speculation fic a little bump XP

💞what’s the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language

1000% the characters. If a brain worm doesn't have juicy character work in it, then I literally don't start working on it uisdjkngh

But generally, when there's good character work to chew on, the rest of it just falls into place in time as I write.

🪄what is your post-writing/sharing aftercare? How do you take care of yourself or celebrate yourself when you’ve finished a fic?

Uhhh... I mean, if I'm honest, it's staring at my computer for the rest of the day compulsively checking email XD

But I also tend to post stories early in the morning, so normally after I post I immediately jump into the shower. So I guess showering is my aftercare, too.

💌share something with us about an up-and-coming work (WIP) that has you excited!

I won't spoil too much, but I recently came to a revelation about how to make the ending of The Ballad of Aryll: Song of Time really sparkle, and it's made me feel a lot more confident about where the story arcs are going <3

🕯️was there a fic that was really hard on you to write, or took you to a place you didn’t think it would take you?

My SU fic A Memoir of the Marks Unseen took me many, many months to take from an initial concept to a finished story... mostly because a lot of it was coming from a very personal place on the topic of mental health recovery, in a time where said recovery was happening in my life as well.

Very glad I finally got that one off my chest, though <3

[hottakehoulihan]

Setanta

Characters behave recognizably canonically: Yes Not abandoned incomplete: Complete. Engaging (Funny/cool/thoughtful/feels): Yes. All. Do I recommend it: Absolutely. Curbstomp, Cuddles, Crack, Cyoot: No. Maybe call this "artfic."

This is a post-GM fic that was written prior to Ward being conceived. It's canon-compliant. Also? It's great stuff. I'm not sure what my top wormfic would be if I ranked them, but this is probably in my top three.

This story focuses on original characters in the Worm setting. Only a small handful of the parahumans from Worm get roles in the story. You'll see a fair bit from Tattletale, Bitch, Defiant, and a dozen others you'll recognize (or could recognize), but the protagonist and his inner circle are different people.

The stakes are still high, though, and this story aims to be a serious work of fiction with the same blend of tragedy, adventure, comedy, and thought as usual.

I could use fluff after this last week, but I did enjoy having a work with substance. ...and it's also substantially lengthy; it has multiple arcs. I've been reading it at bedtime for a few weeks now.

Baseline premise is that our protagonist Jordan--who has some injuries, neurological and physical--from a period of his childhood he can't remember well and who got lots of medical aid at The Orphanage school (a pretty great place, sounds like) which helped him break out of his catatonia.

Jordan's focus since that point has been devoting his every effort to becoming A Hero, and he's what some might call inhumanly good at it because he's got his own mind broken and reformed in ways that help.

Alas, he doesn't seem to be triggering with parahuman powers. Frustrating, that. Still, he's remarkably effective. ..and there are some shadowy forces that have plans for him, which will eventually have world-shaking consequences.

...

This work is VERY good--IMHO--and it is sometimes fun. That is praise, and it is also a caution. I read much of this at bedtime (I've been busy) and, well,

I encountered an advice-to-authors once that said "if you're leaving clues for your readers that you intend them to pick up on, a good rule of thumb is to leave three times as many clues as you think they'll need. ...because you're the author, so the clues stand out more obviously to you than they will to the reader."

(and also, the days of reading as Nabokov would have us--with a dictionary, a pen and notepad, and a good memory--are not days most of us are living. I do not take notes as I read for fun, and I do not control the remember. If I always use and seldom need a dictionary, it's only a fruit of my misspent youth.)

The author (Ritic) also doesn't intend you to pick up on some of the clues. Like, ever. Just as IRL; some things are destined to be mysteries.

Anyway.

I read this on SpaceBattles and that's what I linked because I can't easily find this story on WordPress where it ostensibly primarily resides. For some reason it's not on AO3, which is what I'd otherwise urge people to read it on.

My 'rating system' for these wormfic reviews is sort of a four-star system, I guess, with zero, full, or half marks for one of the four (green) categories I've chosen to measure. ...but if I were giving this story marks on a percentage scale? It'd be at or above 90%.

Just recall that it's trying to be both a spiritual and a canon-compliant successor to Worm. You'll have a use for popcorn, but also for your staring-into-space-dumbly couch. (You have one of those too, right? It's not just me?)

Ah; I'm never gonna be a good advertiser. I sincerely endorse this story. As another bit of praise? I seldom was able to consistently predict what the story was about to do. I don't hate predictability--and indeed the next wormfic I read I hope will be fluffy and predictably squee-inducing--but this was a pleasantly mentally-engaging romp that had me gasping out loud sometimes at various surprises.

4/4 and I'll reread it eventually. ...and it's not impossible I'll take notes because there are things I'm still trying to figure out.

[drewkopp]

Burning Out: a Dramatic Monologue - Part 2: Flashover

I'd love to get some feedback on this piece and the other two parts that follow, which were written as part of a collab between my local writer's group and the local theater group. I'd specifically like to know if I captured the narrator's psychopathy through their voice and if their character arc is clear. Each part has to be under 500 words.

Dear Diary

So, I’m still alive.

Yeah, the meteor didn't hit hard enough to blow us all into goo. All it did was give the Atlantic the push it needed to swallow the Eastern Seaboard. 

Bummer.

Also, I might be having an existential crisis.

It started at the refugee center. You know,  the refugee center that was supposed to complete my daily creative output streak for this week?

The “guards” didn’t search me well when I arrived. I know loose bundles of sticks don’t qualify as questionable carry-on material these days, but they looked like they were the ones who wanted to be pat down. It was just… sad.

Things only got worse from there. It took me two days to find a halfway decent spot to start working on my latest project, and it was already taken! 

Yes, I finally ran into another artist who works in burnt orange and ashen grey, but they weren’t anyone special: just some fourteen-ish-year-old punk trying to set the public restroom ablaze with a pile of laundry dipped in paint thinner! Heck, their clothes were coated in the stuff, so they probably would have lit themselves up if I hadn’t knocked them out first.

And after all that, I just… couldn’t do it. I couldn’t make a piece, so I’m back home at the cabin… where I have apparently misplaced my ability to start a simple campfire! So I might die of hypothermia, and the kid will see it happen!

…This is also the story of how I got a roommate, by the way.

I couldn’t just leave the kid there. I would have become a wanted criminal again if I’d let them go, and I HATE killing things in ways that don’t involve combustion. Therefore, they’re staying tied up in the corner until I’m ready to burn something again.

…

I never had artist’s block before the impact. My work just isn't giving me the jolt it used to. Something’s changed, and I know it isn’t me. People don’t jump when they smell smoke anymore. Unchecked fire is just another tooth in the jaw of our rabid world. My art is… derivative now! 

I. Don’t. Do. Derivative.

GOD, WHY ISN’T THIS FIRE STARTING!?

Oh great, now the kid’s staring at me. Hang on, I recognize that glaze over their eyes. They’re… bored. They’ve been kidnapped by the last true scholar of the pyrokinetic arts, and they’re bored!? 

I COULD BURN YOU ALIVE RIGHT NOW, YOU LITTLE MOLOTOV!

…

No, I can’t. And the kid knows that. They know they’re going to die, but they know it won't be because I burn them. It’ll be because I can’t save us from the cold. They’re about to die because fire doesn’t matter in a world where no one’s afraid to burn.

…

I’m going to untie the kid. Nothing left to do but let them have a crack at this.

[misterewrites]

Tending to the Living (Mirror’s Edge)

E here with an update for Mirror's Edge! WOO FINALLY! You know when I promise to write more the universe goes "We're gonna make sure that doesn't happen." I explained it in my other recent updates but long story short my laptop crapped on me, the company doesn't wanna honor the whole "You bought an extended warranty and we can't fix it so here's a new one!" and keeps trying to stall me out. I'm using a family members laptop in the meantime while i duke it out with the company.

So I will try to update more often but like i said this is someone's laptop and it's not fair if i hog it all the time so I'll try.

Deep breathes. One step at a time. A lot is going on but all we can do is our best. Have fun. Take care of yourself and your loved ones. Masks in case you run into people who couldn't get the vaccine. Vaccinate cuz science and it's important. Take a load off. Relax. just exist. It's okay. It'll be okay even if it's hard. We got this :)

That's it for me! I hope you all have a good week, be safe, have fun and relax! it's important to relax. And for real thank you for reading. I really appreciate it. These original works are doing way better than i ever thought and honestly it makes me sooooo happy. Let your friends know maybe they'll like it and feel free to leave a comment and reblog. I read them all. Also this arc is starting to wrap up and I'm still playing with whose getting the spotlight next so let me know: Savant in a battle royale, a 'typical' day for Jaime at the Grimoire or a caitlyn heist. E is out! bye for now!

If you are interested in reading this on a site that is more suited for, you know, reading you can check it out over here! https://archiveofourown.org/works/30599756/chapters/118426354

Need to remember what happened last? right here! https://archiveofourown.org/works/30599756/chapters/111360014

No idea what is this about? How trying the story from the beginning? I swear it’s better than how I’m selling it. Evidently. https://archiveofourown.org/works/30599756/chapters/75486005

And here is the rest of my work which does a few original projects but I also have things in Percy Jackson, Arcane, Soul Eater, Legend of Korra and some other fandom stuff. https://archiveofourown.org/users/MrE42/pseuds/MrE42

That’s it for me! if this is your stop thanks for going through all this. I have to promote myself and I might as well try. 

Summary:  Yorrick and Casey are in trouble when their (Yorrick's) plan to simply ask for the priceless artifact they need to save the city doesn't go over well with security. But there may be a way to achieve to their goal through Casey's favorite method: Kindness.

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Daniel Langley spent most of his adult life as a museum curator of the Newton Haven Historical Society, gleefully giving tours to eager and hungry minds while satisfying his own need to pass his knowledge onto others.

He wasn’t doing that anymore, however. Nowadays Daniel was head of actually running the entire museum which was infinitely more challenging than simply waving at priceless artifacts and giving fun facts about the object in question.

That was probably for the best given that his 75th birthday was around the corner: Not as spry and springy as he used to be. His well kept graying hair and beard were a testament to the fact he lived a life well lived. He was often described as a kindly grandfather who was unable to contain their disappointment. It was his pointed, near indifferent stare he perfected in his professional career. Especially effective with his piercing gray eyes.

Most days he managed the museum with little to some difficulty but days like today he could feel the ache in his bones and his patience especially tried.

Daniel removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes tiredly as he stared at the troublemakers security brought in today.

“Let me see if I understand this correctly.” He spoke with a hint of irritation “You two attempted to remove one of the objects from their protective casing AFTER informing the guard you would simply be and I quote ‘borrowing it for a bit.’ Is this correct?”

Casey gave a nervous smile, trying his best to project of sincerity and harmlessness “I can assure you that we had no intention of removing such an…important item of Newton Haven’s colorful history from its…case thingy.”

“Oh no I did. It is very important and we kinda need it.” Yorrick chimed in.

Casey closed his eyes and counted to 10.

Daniel grimaced unhappily “Miss...?”

“Oh no miss. Just Yorrick.”

“Mi…Yorrick. Yorrick? Like the….? Oh never mind.” Daniel cleared his throat to give a moment to gather his thoughts “You are aware what a museum’s purpose is? Correct?”

Casey opened his mouth to speak but Yorrick beat him to the punch “Of course. It’s the preservation, restoration and safe guarding of important historical objects as well teaching and informing people of their importance to our history.” Yorrick paused thoughtfully for a moment “Though it does get a bit tricky especially when you add the factor of various stolen items from other places and cultures that really should belong to their individual countries of origins as well as the rich buying priceless artifacts for their own personal…”

Daniel raised a hand to stop her “Okay. So you do know what a museum is.”

Yorrick cheerfully nodded in confirmation.

“And you still thought you could simply…take a priceless katana?”

“Well no. We are borrowing it like I told the guard, not taking and definitely not keeping. I fully intend to return it unscathed.” Yorrick pursed her lips “Well unless I die in which case it’ll probably lost forever but I’m sure you guys can find it! You found it the first time after all!”

Daniel rubbed his eyes again “Okay I’m too tired for this. I am going to just call the police and just let them deal with all this.”

“Sir if you please let us explain!” Casey began but Daniel was already reaching for the phone.

“Is this your wife sir?”

His hand hovered over the phone receiver.

Yorrick gingerly handed back the photo she took from his desk “She’s beautiful.”

A sorrowful sting of pain and longing ached dully in Daniel’s chest. He took the frame from the young woman and turned it slowly for he knew what picture she had grabbed.

It was his wedding day and it was impossible to tell whose smile was wider: His or his beloved Gabriella.

Guilt tugged at his heartstrings as he carefully placed the photo back to its rightful place on his desk.

“Yes.” He closed his eyes for a moment “Yes she was.”

One, two, three.

Daniel looked at the troublemakers again “Now please sit there while I…”

“Can you tell me about her?”

Daniel shot Yorrick a disbelieving glare as she leaned in eagerly.

“My wife….” It was difficult for him. It was impossible for any word to encompass everything she was. What she meant to him. How hard it was to be here without her.

“My wife.” Daniel began again but with a harden edge to this “She has unfortunately passed away recently. And. And my personal business does not concern how much trouble you both are in! You especially.”

Casey was a bit offended when Daniel gestured to him.

“Me? This is the first time I’ve been in trouble in the museum!” Casey raised his hands defensively.

“True but your friend likes to give me plenty of headaches. The one in the trenchcoat who pretends to be Dick Tracy.”

Casey tilted his head curiously “Who?”

Daniel could only give the deadest of deadpan stares. Kids these days.

“Look I understand you younger folk don’t care much for history but it is very important not only for understanding our past as a society but also passing it down throughout the ages. We cannot learn from our mistakes if we cannot remember them!”

Casey shot Yorrick a worried glance but the Gravekeeper was staring intently at the photos that littered Mister Langley’s desk. His wife was in every single one.

Something broke inside Daniel because as he chastised the pair, his voice began to grew in volume with each word “And furthermore I am in charge of a lot of very valuable pieces of history: A longbow expertly crafted by some sort of mercenary group garbed in silver. An authentic outfit worn by actor Fletcher Silverdust. Strange coins with dwarf-figures stamped on their surface! ORPHEUS’S LUTE, the actual musical instrument of Orpheus Drift! And it is my job to ensure their safety and preservation! This is my life’s work and not even my beloved wife was put before it.”

A guilty pang.

Daniel slumped in his chair, the rage draining out of him and replaced with a deep shame.

“Tell me about her.”

Daniel stared at Yorrick, unsure he heard what he thought he heard.

Yorrick smiled gently “I can help you with all these pesky emotions that come with loss. Honest.”

“I…” Daniel began but Casey smoothly cut in.

“She can.” Casey told him softly “She’s very good at it. And who knows? You might feel better.”

“My wife is….was a…”

Daniel didn’t know how he spent the next few minutes talking about his wife when he had previously shut down all attempts from coworkers and family to do so but these two seemed so earnest in whatever they trying to do that he told her how lovely a dancer she was. How beautiful she was even with a red running nose and pale skin. The way she liked her eggs and her favorite kind of braid. He spoke of their trips together, the way they could talk about everything and nothing for hours.

A deep love that could never be replaced.

Or forgotten.

He left out his accidental neglect of her though. That burden was his alone.

“Do you feel better?” Yorrick asked after he finished.

Daniel thought about it for a moment “A little yes. Thank you. But. I cannot simply ignore the fact you both…”

Yorrick lifted her hand to stop him this time “Hold on! We’re not done yet.”

Before Daniel could ask what exactly that meant, Yorrick pulled out a walking stick with an old rusty lantern hung upon it. It seemed to be early 18th century given the color of the patina though it burned with a ghostly green light which was…odd. Wait, how did she sneak that in here?

Yorrick closed her eyes, letting ancient power flow through her being. She murmured something in a language neither Casey or Daniel knew.

Mister Langley raised a curious eyebrow towards Casey but he could only shrug in response.

Thick green smoke bellowed from the flame though curiously neither the fire alarm nor the sprinklers seem to register there was currently a fire in the room.

“Okay I really have to insist you put that out. A fire is….you know just not good in any situation.”

“Darling.”

Daniel’s heart crawled to a stop as a familiar voice called from the lantern. He opened his mouth to speak but no words came to him as the shapeless smoke shifted into a translucent, familiar figure.

Gabriella stood before him bathed in a ghostly green hue.

Casey was knocked out of his stupor from a nudge from Yorrick. She motioned for them to leave the room and the two quietly left the mourning husband reunited with his decreased wife.

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“You’re a warlock.”

Yorrick raised a thumb “Yep!”

Casey blinked in surprise “I didn’t expect you to be so….honest about it.”

“I know what kind of reputation we warlocks have.” Yorrick admitted “Not unfounded to be fair. People will make pacts and deals with anything. And anything will grant them.”

Casey bit his lip thoughtfully “The Lantern?”

“Yeah. The Lantern. Well. Not the lantern lantern but whatever is inside it.” Yorrick clarified.

“What is in the lantern?” Casey couldn’t keep the worry out of his voice.

Yorrick remained silent though it was more gathering her thoughts and less avoiding the question.

“I’m not a hundred percent sure if I’m going to be honest” She answered after a few minutes “It’s not like the usual Patrons warlocks get stuck with. It’s old. Impossibly old. I think it predates a lot of cultures. It doesn’t give me traditional magic or change my form or anything like that. But its power over spirits and its spiritual magic is unmatched. And it’s picky. It chose me. Sought me out.”

Casey asked the questions Finn always taught him to ask “Does it tempt you? Try to influence you? Do you feel like you?”

Yorrick shook her head “Like I said it isn’t like the usual Patron. It lets me do whatever I feel is right in the situation. It grants me its power and lets me decide what to do with it. If it has an agenda it hasn’t tried anything in the seven years I’ve been the Gravekeeper and as far as I can tell I’m still me.”

Normally Casey would be suspicious at this kind of response: Most warlock Patrons leaned more towards the chaotic and evil side than altruism. Good Patrons did exist such as celestial beings like angels or creatures such as unicorns but they were far in between the devils, demons, fae and whatever darker beings humanity had forgotten.

To be honest clerics and warlocks were not much different from each other in the sense they both served someone/thing’s purpose. The difference really came from power scale and intention. Gods and Goddesses were a fundamental part of existence, each keeping their domain in check and balanced so reality kept on being real. But their power only came from their followers and their belief in the deity. There was no such thing as empty faith. Pretend as you might, you either believed or you didn’t.

It was a feedback loop too. You believe in a higher power and the higher power granted you magic to further their will on earth to grant them more power to grant more of their followers magic. Rinse and repeat.

But you were not bound to a deity like warlocks were to their Patrons. You could freely leave a God’s service whenever you wish. It wasn’t uncommon for paladins and clerics of one deity to simply walk away and give up their magic. Sometimes they even began to worship another one. People change and so do their values.

Warlocks, on the other hand, couldn’t ever leave their service unless they had the foresight to add some sort of escape clause, completed their end of the deal or the Patron chose to release them. Patrons were not powerful beings of the universe but that didn’t mean they were pushovers. More middle ground between the Gods and regular folk. To become a warlock meant making an agreement with a powerful force than yourself and most people didn’t know how the rules of such deals worked. Sure you could have ancient knowledge or magic or even be able to shift into a monstrous form beyond human limitations but did you know if you break your deal, your Patron gets your soul? Or maybe they could ask a thousand tasks (yes this was a thing. Common too) of you and you must perform each lest you be driven mad. The cunning ones even knew how to snatch your very body from your control, giving them a puppet to further their goals without your pesky morals.

Casey would love to say he was exaggerating. He would really love to say these were the most extreme cases of being a warlock and not every Patron was up to these sneaky, underhanded deals but as Finn liked to say, loan sharks were rarely benevolent.

Still Casey believed Yorrick. She chose to wield the magic of the lantern for good and he has never seen whatever granted her magic try to control or manipulate her into some selfish endgame. The Lantern was neutral, neither good or evil in its intent which ironically made it one of the better Patrons. Much like death, it didn’t play favorites.

“How did you know that he was in mourning?” Casey asked curiously.

Yorrick stole a glance towards the door “Humans are complex messy creatures. Confusing, irrational and baffling. I never understood people. But death? Loss? I know that well. It’s in the eyes. One look and I knew I was staring at half a heart.”

‘Like me’ Casey thought to himself.

Outloud, however, Casey nodded agreement “Do you think the Lantern approves of it being used to bring peace to the living given it exclusively got magic over spirits?”

Yorrick snorted loudly “Like I care if it approves or not. Besides if we don’t take care of the living, who will remember the dead?”  

Casey laughed “You are just full of wise proverbs huh?”

Yorrick snickered “I’m just saying how I see things. If they’re right or not.” She gave a casual shrug.

The door opened and Mister Langley walked out, eyes red and puffy but far more at peace than when they were brought in.

Neither Casey or Yorrick commented on his appearance.

“Thank you.” Daniel murmured softly “I. We. I don’t know how but thank you.”

“You’re welcome!” Yorrick replied simply, more small talk than giving a grieving husband closure.

Daniel leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper “My wife told me everything. About you, the…other world. I understand. You will bring it back?”

Yorrick nodded “It is very important for my task but I vow on my life to return the katana.”

A heavy silence filled the room for a moment before Yorrick added “Because I’d be dead if I don’t bring it back.” She turned to Casey “Was I clear? Was that obviously what I meant?”

“Yeah.” Casey grinned to himself “Very clear. Mister Langley you are taking the whole ‘this city has a supernatural side to it’ very well.”

“I suppose I noticed and decided it was too much trouble to pay it any mind. It is a lot to take in but you brought me peace. If that is the price I must pay, I shall gladly do so.” “Sooo you won’t get mad at me when I have distract the guards so Finn can investigate whatever the hell he has to look at for his cases?” Casey asked hopefully.

Daniel smiled in a way only a kind, loving grandfather could muster “No I won’t be mad.”

Casey let out a sigh of relief.

“Only severely annoyed.”

Casey clicked his tongue “You know what? Fair.”

Daniel suppressed a laugh as best as he could “Now, before I give you the sword, may I ask where you two are going? It would make searching for it much easier on myself if something were to happen to you two.”

“Oh sure!” Yorrick beamed cheerfully “Litwick Forest.”

Casey stared blankly ahead, Yorrick’s words thundering in his ears. He slowly turned to face the Gravekeeper.

“Oh you got to be fucking kidding me.”

[drazzilder]

Control

By Drazzilder 

Endeavor x Male Reader

R18+

An Anonymous request:

“Could i request an enji x male reader.

Maybe its during his redemption arc and the reader hates to see enji so down and depressed as apposed to his normal confident and loud self so the reader treats him to a nice date night where he lets enji take full control.

Rough sex, reader is a bottom, anal or oral, up to you. Some fluff date stuff before hand.”

Endeavor hasn’t been himself lately. The big man has been very solemn and quiet. He is a man of few words to begin with but now he barely says a word, mostly just grumbles. The other sidekicks notice this as well but all are too afraid to anything about it. You can’t help yourself and try to help him out.

Today he is in his office and the door is cracked open. Your curiosity is at a peak when you tip toe to the door and listen. The hero is speaking but it seems to be only to himself. You can barely make out the words but you manage to make out most of it.

“Why do I keep seeing the same dream?….Why am I never there?….I hurt them all so much…. Is having them move out the right thing to do?.... They deserve to be happy…” Endeavor starts to trail off as his words become more mumbled. All you know is that he is down, something is up and you wanted to find out. You don’t even bother to knock as you open the massive door. Endeavor doesn’t even look up from his desk when you slam your hands down on his desk.

The man sounds like he had to force out the word “Hello.” You don’t have to look at his face to know there isn’t an ounce of emotion showing.

“Endeavor! How have you been?” You say with an exaggerated tone, trying to brighten his mood; however, this seems to cause the opposite. When he looks up, you swear that he could kill with that look. You guess that maybe that wasn’t the best way to start so you try again.

“Sorry to be so over the top, I’m just really excited to go to this new restaurant in Tokyo! The wait list is 6 months to just get int but a friend of mine had to cancel so he gave me his spot.” Looking back at Endeavor, his face now goes back to a blank stare.

“That is nice of your friend.”

“The problem is that it is a reservation for two and I have no one to go with. I didn’t want the second seat to go to waste and eating by yourself is so lonely. I was wondering if you wanted to come.”

Those words made his nose flare and smoke come out of his nostrils. “Why should I go with you?”

“Lighten up. I just wanted to know if you wanted to come. You are away working so hard and you seem down lately. Maybe some time away from home could be good for you.”

The man sits there a moment in silence. You are starting to worry you might be fired for asking him to come to dinner with you but you are shocked when he finally speaks. “Very well. Where and when.”

“REALLY?!.... I mean meet me at the train station at 5, dinner is at 6.”

The hero goes back to look down at his desk which signals you to leave. You close the door and lean against it and sigh. Maybe you can find out what’s going on and maybe help him. You then stand back up and finish your day at the agency. After running home and changing, you meet the man himself at the train stations. He is in a full suit; you are just wearing a nice shirt and kakis. The train ride couldn’t be more tense, he never said a word as he followed you on and off the train. At the restaurant, you are greeted by a gentleman in a nice suit and seated immediately in a private corner. After the waiter takes your order, Endeavor just sits looking depressed.

“You haven’t said a word all evening, something has got to be on your mind.”

Endeavors gaze now turns into a harsh stare as he responds “It is none of your business!”

“Well, I finally got a word out of you.”

“What?”

“I’m just trying to see why you are acting different.”

“I’m fine.”

“I don’t think you are.”

The man just stares blankly as you before looking down. “I-I shouldn’t be here. I’m sorry.”

He is about to leave but you grab his hand. “Endeavor, wait!”

He pulls his hand away and glares “Why do you want me to stay?”

“I heard you in your office.”  

His nostrils flare and his face now only shows anger. “You were spying on me?!?” He says much louder than he wanted.

“I didn’t mean to but you sounded like you are hurting.”

“You know I should fire you that.”

“I know but it is only because I care. You have been down recently and I heard you talking, I couldn’t help myself to try to figure out what is wrong.”

Endeavor sighs “How much did you hear?”

“Enough.”

He looks down and speaks under his breath: “This isn’t your problem.”

“But I might be able to help. You can tell me.”

He sits down and begins to tell you all about his family: how he hurt them, why they are gone, why he is living alone. He is trying so hard to atone his mistakes but he forgetting about himself. He has been alone for a few months and it’s hitting him hard.

“I guess that is everything….”

“I see.”

“Is that all you have to say?”

“Give me a second, it’s a lot to process…. It sounds like you are willing to change to help your family heal and be better. The only problem is you are forgetting something: yourself.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that you need to heal as well.”

“I am fine.”

“Look at yourself, the man you used to be was so full of life, loud and boisterous but now you are in a slump. You hardly spoke all day even when prompted.”

“Oh.” He just tilts his head down after his response.

“It’s ok that you are feeling guilty but you need to help yourself too. I bet you can’t even look at yourself in the mirror easily. I have an idea that might help after dinner. Are you willing to try?”

“If it will help me, then yes.”

“I think it might.” The dinner was delicious, no wonder it had a 6-month waiting list, it was the best food you ever had. You finished the meal with Endeavors favorite, kuzumochi, to try to cheer him up more. Soon, you are both back on the train and headed home. However, Endeavor follows you instead of heading back to his home. You arrive at your apparent and close the door behind him.

“What now?” The large man questions while standing in the middle of the living room.

“Sit down while I get something.”

Endeavor finds his way to the couch and waits for what feels like forever. He is about to get up and leave when he hears you coming back to the room. You are now only wearing a thong and begin to approach him.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?” He starts to crawl backwards into the couch but can’t go any further.

“Helping you….”

“How is this going to help me?!”

“Your life has gone out of control recently, maybe you need to take control of something again.”

“What?”

“Take control and do what you want with me.” You say as you begin to sit down in his lap. He looks at you in complete shock as he stares unblinking.

“You are a man, my sidekick, I can’t possibly- “

You interrupt him by placing a finger on his lips. “Don’t think about that, just let go. It already looks like your body is responding.” You look down to see a large budge forming in his slacks. You look back up and see something is different; his eyes look almost glazed over. He pushes you off and you are afraid he is going to leave but he just takes off his jacket and grabs your face. He almost drags you off your feet has he begins kissing you all over your face. At first, they are gentle but then more and more forceful until your lips meet. Then he starts to push in full force with his tongue. The sweet flavor of the kuzumochi is still all over his mouth as he assaults you with his lips. You feel his arms go down to your chest and hold you tight has he lifts you up.

“Ooof” is all that comes out of your mouth when he slams the both of you on the couch, still kissing you. You lay under him for a moment until he stands up. The look in his eyes have changed again, almost looking primal as he starts to rip his shirt and slacks off. Now just in his underwear, you see that he is fully hard and large. You can’t help yourself and tease him seeing the number one here like this. “Looks like someone is excited. What are you going to do to me?” You finish your sentence with a wink.

The hero responds by grabbing your arms and flinging you over his shoulder. “Just shut up and do as your told.” He carries you to your bedroom. You are slammed down again and you look up to see the Endeavor has flames on his face. “My sidekick has been very naughty today spying on his boss? What would a good punishment be?”

“Oh, I’m sorry~” you reply back in a sarcastic tone.”

He grabs your ankles and flips you over. “I think a few good spanks should do….” Endeavor doesn’t even bother to finish his sentence when you feel his massive hand hit your rear end hard. You can’t help but moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he continues to spank you. By the 6th time, you are at your limit and tears are running down you face. You feel him grab your legs again and flip you over.

“I thought spanking was supposed to be a punishment?” He says with a smirk. You look down and notice you are now full hard. “I guess we should take care of this.” The big man grins and he takes a finger under your thong and rips it easily. Once exposed, you feel his hand grasp you, fully engulfing your member with the size of his hand. He starts pumping up and down as you start moaning again. You try to match his pace with your hips but he uses his other hand to hold you down. He must sense you are close again as he stops. “Not yet, you still need to be punished properly.”  Moving to the nightstand, he grabs a bottle of lotion and starts to pull down his underwear. You could tell he was big but seeing it fully in person was something else. He starts to rub lotion all over his cock and approaches the end of the bed with an evil grin.

“You are going to take all of this.” Is all he says as he lifts your legs. You feel his tip start to push into you. You slam your head back on the bed as he starts to going further inside, his girth is way beyond anything you had to handle before. It isn’t long before it gets everything inside of you but you can barely breath from the feeling. He then starts to move again, this time out. He almost pulls out completely before going full speed into you, his hips practically spanking you with the speed they are moving. You start to feel his hands getting hot on your thighs as he starts to get into it more. Endeavor is too into his own world to notice you already came but you can’t tell him even if you wanted to.

“You are such a naughty sidekick!” The motions are starting to intense as he starts to literally steam up the room with his sweat. Your body has gone limp from all of the thrusts but Endeavor is too busy to notice. Between the name calling and speed of the thrusts, you could tell he is getting close. Right before the big man climaxes, he just yells “You are going to take all of my cum!” His huge cock pumps semen deep inside of you, it’s so hot it almost feels like it is burning your insides. You do your best but the amount overwhelms you and some does leak out. He keeps up his motions as the twitching starts to slow. He finally stops after what feels like an eternity. Once Endeavor pulls out, yours legs flop down.

“Are you going to clean this up?” The hero almost demands as he is standing above you.

“I would but I can’t feel my legs right now. I will later if that’s ok?”

“It will have to do.” Endeavor then gets into the bed next to you. He shifts the both of you to the top and places the covers over you both. It isn’t long before you fall asleep in the man’s grip. You wake up the next morning in the bed alone, only the sound of a shower indicates that someone else is home. The shower stops and the door opens.

“Good morning.” He walks out in only a towel.

“I… I am sorry about last night.”

“I am off to get ready for work, you should do the same.” Is all he says as he gets dressed and walks out the door. You just quietly get up and get ready for the day. It isn’t long till you find yourself at the agency. However, the quiet that has taken over the agency recently is now replaced with the yells and demands of the number one hero once again. Nothing mean, just being a good leader and hero.

“What’s going on?” You ask a fellow sidekick.

“I don’t know but what ever happened, he seems to finally be himself again. He does seem less harsh now.” Is all she says before she rushes off. When he sees you walk in, Endeavor tells you in his loud voice to quickly get to work and check your patrol area.

“I guess he is going to pretend that nothing happened.” Is all that goes through your head as you log onto the computer. When you get your schedule, you see that you are working with Endeavor today, alone; something that never happens. You look up and see the hero walk past you with the same look in his eyes that you saw last night. You don’t know what is in plan for today but you can’t wait to find out.

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 328: Pandora’s Box of Discourse

Previously on BnHA: DEKU TOOK A BATH.

Today on BnHA: 

Also Naomasa grew a beard. Goddamn. 

please let this be a cool chapter that plays nice with my ADHD lol

(ETA: lol I feel guilty because a lot of people hated this chapter, but I’m just happy there was a lot of stuff to make fun of, and also that I have another week to work on my backlog of meta posts since the kids were MIA.)

around one month ago?? ah, okay, so we’re gonna find out what was in that Tartarus security file huh

I love that they just randomly set the place on fire

was it necessary to do this in order to escape? no. was it a good idea to set the island they were occupying on fire while they were in the midst of still occupying it? uh. was it cinematic as fuck? fuck yeah

wow it’s a pervert!!

that’s so great that the villains set loose this fine fellow who I’m sure is definitely not a serial rapist. truly the LoV is so noble and misunderstood. they’re just trying to free society from its chains people

oh my god??!

SHANKED!!! oh my god I cheered for Stain before I realized what I was doing. time to have an identity crisis I guess

so he’s all “hey what’s going on.” which, while a respectable question, is something I personally would have waited to ask until I had put a bit of distance between myself and the fiery murder island. but that’s just my personal preference

Stain you really are tenacious I’ll give you that

“what’s the point of escaping prison if you’re not gonna be smart about it” well shit. anyways yeah you’re dead right, society is in the process of collapsing and the outside world is in total chaos, good call there

oh shit

I mean it’s not like we really expecting anything otherwise, but still. fucking brutal. I feel like these guys’ fates were decided the minute that one guy called AFO “scum” back in chapter 94. AFO is unmatched at getting long-term revenge

??

ahh, was it the security footage??

fdsdfk he’s still alive??

and he’s immediately launching into an inappropriately theatrical monologue even as the darkness closes in on him fdlfksjdlk. you know, was it ever confirmed that the other guy back in chapter 297 was Seiji’s dad? I’m just saying

very impressed that he’s still coherent enough to weigh the pros and cons before making the decision to gamble on giving this info to Stain, who at the very least has his own moral code and isn’t allied with AFO. it was definitely still a risk, but as we now know it was also the right call

what a weird alliance. so Stain tells him that he’ll give it to a just person, and the guy is all,

okay for real though I’m gonna need someone to run a DNA test on this guy. maybe it was some kind of cuckold situation?? the other guy had the family resemblance, but this guy absolutely 100% raised Shishikura Seiji and you are not going to convince me otherwise

anyway, so Stain is all,

PRISON GUARD: “???? ??????? what the hell. what the fuck does that fucking mean. I’m dying here, jesus christ, whatever man fuck you”

(ETA: I kind of feel like this might have been Stain’s last appearance in the manga, given all the fanfare. there’s not really much else he can do for the story at this point, and he seems to have gotten all the character development Horikoshi was planning on giving him. so if this really is it, hasta la vista and good riddance I guess.)

DWLFDKSLDK MEANWHILE, OUTSIDE

(ETA: I feel like this is meant to be evocative of that Sermon on the Mount painting, but in a really fucked up way lol.)

if it were me stumbling upon this scene I would just shake my head and walk right back into the flaming building. not getting involved in that mess. sorry not sorry. I’ll take my chances with the fire, especially given that it’s half-assed neutered BnHA fire lol

blah blah blah and so he decided to pass the info on to All Might -- HOT DAMN, HOLY SHIT

NAOMASA HOLY SHIT. THE APOCALYPSE LOOKS GOOD ON YOU, BOY

“I really like that facial scruff thing Aizawa’s got going on, I think I’m gonna get in on that” yes sir. “also thinking of ditching the tie in favor of the bulletproof vest look. also thinking of getting totally fucking jacked.” good lord. except I’m pretty sure that’s just body armor, but also I don’t care. anyway I should probably stop staring and actually read the fucking speech bubbles here lol

“All Might first handed this information over to Nao, and then went to see Deku, and then came back to Nao” thanks for that tidy little summary Horikoshi. we are capable of piecing events together in sequential order, I just want you to know that. but thank you

“so has Deku finally gotten a bath? also, sucks that Stain saved the day, but what are you gonna do” Nao I missed you so fucking much and didn’t even realize. how am I just now realizing that you are the perfect man

for a second I was gonna ask why Tartarus’s security systems would be cut off from the outside world, and then I remembered that’s a basic security control, and then I actually got impressed by how sensible that is. like, it’s been a while since I could genuinely say that the good guys (excluding class 1-A) did something smart. not that it helped them much in the end, but still

anyway so they’re talking about how AFO was able to coordinate the attack by communicating between his horcrux self on the outside and his ugly peanut-faced self on the inside

huh

okay you have my attention. I am taking notes here lol please continue

ah okay so he says that prior to Jakku, the transfer of information between him and his Vestige self was only one-way. but post-Jakku when Deku was in the hospital, he was able to tell what was happening inside the OFA Radical Lisa Frank Dead People Book Club Realm when he touched him. I feel like we established that before, actually. but he didn’t talk about how it actually felt, though

boy we already know this lol. yes AFO can talk with his horcrux self. and he can also communicate with his little bro in OFA too, let’s talk about that sometime why don’t we. what exactly does that imply, based on the rules we’ve established here

my god I cannot get over Naomasa and his fucking facial hair

no wonder All Might was in such a hurry to leave Deku and get back here

like I have no idea what this radio waves nonsense is but my god, people

that jawline. also so it’s a quirk, I see. except last I checked Deku didn’t have a radio waves quirk, so that doesn’t really explain his connection to AFO. but whatever, hopefully we’re at least getting closer to some kind of reveal here

(ETA: since I sometimes forget that other people’s lives don’t revolve around my theory posts, here are the two relevant links if you by chance want to know my thoughts about this.

Hagakure is still The U.A. Traitor™ regardless of whether Deku is passing information on to AFO through his psychic link, which he almost certainly is.

speaking of said psychic link, Deku is a horcrux.

just posting these now, because whenever trippy OFA stuff happens I tend to get an influx of theory asks. so hopefully this will be a bit of a time saver lol.)

-- wait, what

THAT’S what the recording was??!? holy SHIT. I genuinely was not expecting that. y’all wiretapped his fucking telepathy. fucking quirks, man. wild

AND THEY USED THAT POWER TO DETERMINE WHAT WE ALREADY KNEW, HUZZAH. GOOD SHOW

-- oh shit wait lol, except I forgot we’re not talking about 38 days from the present, we’re talking about 38 days from the date the conversation was recorded. heh. um

yeah that’s the face I would make too if All Fucking Might just casually told me we had eight days left until the end times

oh, pardon me. three fucking days

r.i.p. anyone who thought we were going to have another band arc sob. I sure hope Deku is enjoying that nap

(ETA: I realize people were hoping for a longer rest period here, but given that the man warned us all the way back in chapter 306 that we were entering the final act, you can’t really blame him too much when that turns out to be true. anyway but I do recognize that we’ve reached the point in the story where this kind of discourse is going to become a weekly occurrence, simply because there’s no possible way for Horikoshi’s actual endgame to line up perfectly with the variable headcanons of millions of fans, all of whom have wildly differing and in many cases contradictory expectations which can’t possibly all be fulfilled. anyway, so I’m already bracing myself for that lol. this coming year is going to be a wild ride.)

damn, U.A. out here looking like the motherfucking United Nations

-- is this U.A.?? I actually just realized, U.A. is four interconnected buildings, not two. wait holy shit is this Shiketsu?

wait holy SHIT

based on the overwhelmingly powerful vibes of bureaucratic incompetence, I’m thinking this really is the (future) U.N., or whatever organization it is that deals with international hero stuff

“just let them handle it themselves I’m sure they’ll be fine” yeah okay, thanks guys. appreciate it

wait oh shit did he say that it’s not just Japan?

soooo, what you’re telling me is that AFO is this close to bringing about the end of not just Japan, but the entire world, and you guys don’t think it’s a good idea to help the Japanese heroes stop him? so, genuine follow-up question: are you guys already planning your rich people exodus into space a la Wall-E, and that’s why you don’t give a fuck?? like, what??

omg international heroes

these guys are from World Hoodie Mission, right? is this Horikoshi’s way of reminding me to buy tickets

(ETA: and it worked too lol.)

WHO??? WHAT???

don’t tell me you’re introducing yet another badass new female character for me to fall in love with only to watch as you dismember them and/or blow them up, Horikoshi. I’m getting tired of playing this game my dude. don’t lie and tell me this time will be different. we’re not doing this again goddammit

noooooooooooooooooooo

god fucking dammit lmao. [sighs and rips the previous paragraph into shreds]

on behalf of Americans I apologize for our superheroes always being Like This

I also apologize because I love her already and I’m gonna be shameless about it. so fucking shameless you guys

is her fucking hair red white and blue. it is, isn’t it

this is the volume cliffhanger, 100% lol. it will take every ounce of Horikoshi’s willpower not to put her on the volume cover. he’ll have to settle for the spine or the inner cover this time because Deku VS his class 1-a superpals takes precedence. but it will be a close thing let me tell you

tbh it’s that smile that does it for me. she’s definitely All Might’s protege. get out there and show them how it’s done girl. and maybe call Salaam and BRD and see if you can’t convince them to play hooky from their governments as well. why not. world’s ending in three days you guys. “sorry, I’m busy this weekend” ain’t gonna cut it lol

so while I am not fully caught up with Vigilantes, I have read far enough to know that there’s an American hero named Captain Celebrity whose superpower from what I recall is being a humongous douchebag. and while I haven’t read far enough to know what happens to this guy, I can’t say I’m very disappointed to learn that he’s no longer the number one hero in the U.S. (actually, didn’t they kick him out and that’s why he moved to Japan to begin with?). anyway, so my thanks to Horikoshi for having a marginally higher opinion of Americans than Furuhashi, even though we have definitely not done anything to warrant said opinion lately, and you may have inadvertently opened the door to a pandora’s box of discourse lmao

(ETA: lol I went into the tags and they don’t disappoint. “why is she dressed like a flag” because she’s an homage to Captain America and Major Victory and literally every other character on this list. again, I apologize for fictional American superheroes being Like This. “oh boy another thicc waifu to make the fanboys happy” look, tumblr fandom never seems to have a problem thirsting over Dabi or Tomura or Aizawa or Nao, lol, I’m just saying. “where is Captain Celebrity” idk, probably murdered by the exploding bee cartel, let’s just be grateful for our good fortune and try not to Beetlejuice the man.)

anyway, so let’s see if Horikoshi’s recent character development with regards to making Mineta not terrible anymore will apply to other aspects of his writing as well. I know I was making light of discourse just now, but I do think the complaints about him introducing yet another new character at the 11th hour to be cannon fodder in the final battle are absolutely valid. and again, it wouldn’t be a problem if he didn’t keep maiming/killing off his female characters one by one instead of developing them and letting them kick ass long-term. but that said, I will never complain about Horikoshi adding another female character to the series, regardless of how clumsy the attempt may be. go ahead and pander away, just give us more girl power lol

anyway so we’ll see how it goes, but I think I’m gonna be optimistic and let myself hope once again, even though I’m probably gonna regret it lol. it is what it is. she is standing on an airplane just chilling for fuck’s sake. I’m only human. anyway fingers crossed