#i probs won't be able to use gifs after this

[bearsurvived]

@jaimexbeau

don's diner was a pretty cozy place to work at. it got busy during the after-shift evening hours, but all in all - work was pretty good. makhi came into this knowing nothing & had been taught everything he could possibly need to know for the past few months, so that he felt quite comfortable working there. the kitchen was his domain, but he tended to also do the counter work, given that they had only one waiter who had enough to do as was.

makhi worked the late & night shifts deliberately, so he had the daytime to pester his favorite councilman, but it was also for his own benefit. while the diner was frequented more during the later hours, the waiter working with him made up for that. they were a good team, if you asked makhi & the feeling of accomplishment after a busy shift... was quite satisfying to him. the quiet shifts, though... nerve-wrecking.

elbows on the counter, head resting upon them so he could still see the diner & yet ... wish there was anything to do, he eyed jaime - the waiter he enjoyed working with to find him equally bored. boredom was new to makhi, his life had been a constant fight for survival - no minute could be wasted & now.... he was just .. waiting, doing nothing, because he'd already done cleaning in the hopes of customers arriving while he did so, but no.. nothing.

"ever thought about working someplace else?"

[hungrykeaton]

Hello there everyone! Hope you all have been good!

I've been on a bit of a hiatus from posting/gaining for a while as you may have noticed lol. Shortly after I posted my last video to YouTube I got COVID. 😞 This was a couple of months before the vaccines were out too, so I ended up getting hit really hard from it.

I couldn't eat much let alone do stuffings while it happened for a while so I ended up losing a lot of weight. Was a bit of a bummer, but also with my weight being a reason I was hit so hard from it, I was kinda glad to be at a lower healthier weight again cause it was really rough.

Overall I got pretty healthy though and started sticking with a healthier diet. Then a little while after my gf became a bit too emotional abusive for me to stay so I left. All that made me not really interested in the scene again so I decided to keep taking an extended hiatus.

But recently I've been dipping back into stuffing sometimes and gained a little weight back, so I was kind of missing the scene. I also saw a lot of people were worried about me too, so just wanted to check back in and quell any concerns there too. Sometimes I take breaks away from the community but I still appreciate the concern!

So after all that what's next? I think I may use Tumblr more to interact with everyone. I may also make more videos sometime soon to YouTube, or post some older ones, but the amount of videos I make prob won't be at the same level as before.

Also, you have been able to tell, but I always have been more of a 'stuffer' than a 'gainer'. I really enjoy the overeating and the tightness of how stuffed my big belly is. I still enjoyed the weight gain, but since I want to be more mindful of my health, I think I won't be gaining a ton of weight again.

But I hope to have fun massive stuffings, bloat/stuff my gut really big, and moan and groan about it still. I may look into posting writings too so I can still engage with the community since lots of people liked my YouTube descriptions haha

Otherwise thanks for reading and I really hope to engage with the community soon!

[kiillerqueen]

❝ At you're not the one that is stuck with her for the time being , but you're right it is disgusting to think about ever referring to her with such a name. ❞ Hell would have to freeze over before Amelia would ever find herself calling her dad's new wife any type of mother figure names or even getting along with her in general. ❝ My mother is a strong woman. Anyone that knows the bullshit that my father put her through when married and then wha the pulled after their divorce knows that if she wasn't strong it would have broken her. ❞ The blonde can't help but desire to be as strong of a woman as her mother had become over the years. She definitely had her stubbornness and drive to give someone a taste of their own medicine. Yet neither women liked when it came back on themselves. ❝ I am really hoping that she lasts a lot less than that. ❞ If it had been Amelia's choice the fem would be out of the picture by the end of the evening. ❝ Well whomever Declan decides to marry I hope that she is at least someone I can get a long with. Now thinking about it though it would prob be best that he doesn't have a strong headed woman or else we'd likely buttheads like a lot. ❞ It would probably be in everyone's best interest that Declan marry a woman that is weaker than the blonde. ❝ I am not sure how my father things he is going to be able to save this disastrous day. He can try and distract people with Declan all that he wants but we both know that people are still going to be talking about the events of the wedding. ❞ Fem is betting her money on it. However little did Amelia know that her brother would one up her on making their family the talk of the place once he told everyone there what he had done. That being marrying someone not of their social status and to make it worse but in secret. ❝ I don't doubt that you won't. ❞ Fem finds herself biting her lower lip before lips become captured by the male's. Amelia could get use to the idea of him using his lips against her's instead of fighting with her as much as they had. //@thewcllingtons

❝ Step mommy? Please, I don't want to hurl before I even get a drop of liquor in my system. It'd ruin my entire night. ❞ Mason never failed to stay amazed by how dysfunctional the Grey family seemed to be. The marriage was a huge example of it. No one seemed happy to be there, except for her mother. ❝ I can see that. She looked great up there. ❞ He hoped that she didn't take the compiment towards her mother the wrong way when he actually meant it. She was beautiful. It was interesting to see how much they all resembled each other and how they all looked like their mother. Mason assumed that it probably rubbed her father off the wrong way since he tried so hard to bury his first marriage. ❝ Let's hope your right. That this is a bigger blow than I thought and she's gone before Christmas time. ❞ A phrase seeming pretty ironic considering he wouldn't be around during the holiday season with her either. Laugh before waving off the idea, ❝ Nah. No way. He seems like the type to just pick someoneto get it over with and keep it moving. ❞

Mason couldn't help the grin spreading across his face at the thought of how awkward it would be. The spotlight, shaking, now wondering how he could fix the night to announce his new position. The thought of Declan actually taking over the family seemed laughable. He is sure that the company wouldn't last even a decade before it crumbled. Mason would swoop in from there to scour through all the pieces he could find and absorb it into the Manor. ❝ It's probably going to be awkward like one. ❞ Their plan hadn't been excuted as planned. Declan taking over was never in the cards, but he figured that with a bit of pressure, he'll crack. ❝ Well I guess I have you all to myself. I'll be sure to make it a night to remember. ❞ Flashing his brows before going in for another heated kiss.

[givemeyourcrunchbars]

Sequestered

Fern x f!reader

If there are any warnings I need to add, please let me know :)

The weight of the crown on your head was too much to bear today. You gently set it down onto the grass, next to you in the shade of the giant oak trees above you.

If someone were to ask you what it's like to be a princess, you would say it's a curse. For the past 15 years you've been raised, your father was stern and barely paid any attention to you. Suffering from neglect, you slowly watched him become more and more corrupt with power, forcing the entire kingdom to stay within its walls. As far as the common people knew, the outside was a mysterious place not to be messed with.

That's what power does to people. To have all these abilities at your hands, is a great responsibility. But most rulers toss those away, like a bag of trash being disposed into the garbage can.

You sighed, gazing across to the opposite side of the clearing you were sitting in. You raised your head to look up at the sky. Oh, what I would do to have a different life...

The rustling of leaves caught your attention. You gasped, quickly backing away into the shelter of the trees. Dad can't catch me being here!

"Hey."

You froze as relief washed over you. It wasn't your father.

You weren't allowed to leave the kingdom. Finding loopholes wasn't easy, so you didn't know what you'd do if he found out.

Carefully, you stood up, squinting at the figure standing at the opposite end of the meadow. Slowly, they- or it- stepped into the sunlight. You recognized him from your past adventures. Fern the Human.

"Hi," you replied warily. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, you know," he said. "Just exploring." Fern wore the same expression he did normally, a blank set of eyes and his mouth set in a straight line.

You nodded, your eyes darting around the clearing, at anything but him. You rarely interacted with outsiders, especially since you weren't allowed outside of your kingdom. So you didn't know how to act. All your social skills started chipping away because you were forced to stay inside all the time. "Princess duties".

"I haven't seen you around here before," the grass boy remarked. "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" I repeated. That was a good question. Every single decision I've had to make and every emotion I've had was decided for me. So much so, that I wasn't sure there was any "me" left.

"I'm Y/N," you replied. Fern tilted his head.

"Where are you from?"

"Um." You struggled to find the words. He couldn't know about the kingdom, or else you would find yourself kicked out. What was even the purpose of telling him? It could only end badly. His curiosity would get the better of him, driving him him to see the kingdom for himself. Would Fern even try to save us?

Even though you wanted to rescue your people badly, the thought of them roaming around aimlessly in the Land of Ooo scared you. They barely knew anything about the outside, and the only information they did know altered their perspective to think of it in a bad light. Besides, what could Fern do to help? He's just one person.

"It's none of your business," you ended up blurting out. "I have to go." Your father wanted you home for the evening anyway. For what, he didn't say.

You turned away before you could hear Fern's reply, dashing off into the dense forest.

Taking a deep breath, you began to form an image of a raven inside your mind. Shapeshifting was still something you weren't good at. You were supposed to follow a certain set of rules as a princess, one of which being that you couldn't shapeshift into your raven form in the presence of other people. It was seen as impolite.

Focus on shapeshifting! You commanded yourself. Finally, you were able to fly, ruffling your wings a bit. You missed being able to soar.

"Wait!" Fern's voice yelled from behind you, his footsteps trodding through the layers of leaves on the forest floor. You sighed, flapping up to the tree tops and taking off. A feeling of dread gradually grew in your chest, facing the reality that you had to go back to your secluded life, with people that ignored and misunderstood you.

As the dark green leaves of the forest zoomed by beneath your feet, you began to wonder whether you should've listened to what Fern had to say. Eh, it probably wasn't important.

Directing your thoughts back to your destination, you vowed to come back to your happy place as soon as possible. It helped clear your head. Hopefully, Fern won't be there next time. The idea of talking to people made you uncomfortable. The people that you've trusted in the past have all either broken your trust, or just didn't care about you at all.

There's a crown here in the bushes, Fern observed, lifting the heavy piece of gold. It was a big ring, with an arm extending upwards, holding a small, rugged black crystal. Interesting.

Turning it over in his hands, something strange caught his eye. A carving on the back of the crown. It was barely illegible, but Fern could make out one name. Y/N.

"Where is your crown?" The Raven King hissed angrily. "The suitors are already here!"

"I don't know, Dad!" You frantically racked your mind, trying to remember where you had left it. A princess' crown was a part of her, as a role model and a symbol. But this time, it represented worth.

"Why are you making me marry someone I don't even know anyway?" You hurriedly glanced at your father, brows furrowed. Your father had invited a group of suitors to compete for your hand in marriage. They desired only the princess' heart, but it wasn't true love, like what you dreamed of as a child. They just wanted land, wealth, and power. Marrying you was their key to a happy life. Without your label as a princess, they would have no opportunity at all.

"You know very well why!" Your father growled. "This is going to be beneficial for the kingdom! Don't you want me to prosper?"

You started walking down the spiraling staircase that lead to the main hallways, unable to stay calm any longer. "I want the people to prosper," you replied, sending a spine-chilling glare to your father behind you. Before he could respond, you stomped away, into the main hallway where a line of antsy suitors stood waiting.

You definitely have a thing for walking out on people.

"Heya, Fern!" A boy wearing a worn, dual-toned green backpack greeted Fern, holding open the door that had separated the two just moments before. "Jake just made some meatloaf! Want some? It has your favorite- I mean our favorite garnishes." Finn grinned.

"No thanks," Fern replied, distracted. His eyes wandered all around the giant treehouse that stood over him, almost menacingly. Despite what Fern wanted to think, there was something about it that made him uneasy. When he thought of the treehouse, he thought of Finn, which in turn caused him to obsess over the fact that he wasn't Finn. Then who was he?

"No probs." Finn sounded a little disappointed, but cheered up when Jake called out that the meatloaf was ready from somewhere inside the house.

"By the way, can I ask you something?" Fern asked, taking something out of his backpack, which tumbled to the ground, causing him to groan in frustration. Finn turned back to his grassy friend while taking a plate of food from the unseen Jake. "What's up?"

He gasped when he saw the golden crown gleaming in the sunlight. "That belongs to one of the princesses!" He picked it up and handed it back to Fern.

Fern nodded, stowing it in his backpack. "I found it in the forest near Tree Trunks' house. I think this girl dropped it," he said.

"Whahf girl?" Finn said, trying to chew meatloaf at the same time. "PB? Fire Princess? Slime P?"

"No." Fern shook his head. "I've never seen her before, and honestly," he said, scratching the back of his neck. "She was scared of me." He sounded frustrated, his voice trailing off.

"Dude-"

"Why doesn't anything ever work out?!" Fern said in anguish. He curled his fingers in and out of his palm, trying to release the tension trapped in his mind.

"Calm down, dude," Finn exclaimed. "I can help you find her, don't worry! I've never seen this crown before either, so we can go together." He placed a hand on Fern's shoulder, trying to comfort him.

"No!" Fern protested. "I wanna do it myself," he said, softer. "Can you just tell me how to find her?"

Finn looked taken aback for a second at his grassy friend's outburst, but nodded regardless. "You can ask the Candy People and the other kingdoms, they probably know who owns that crown." He handed Fern a map of the Land of Ooo, sketched out on a yellowed piece of paper.

Saying their goodbyes, Finn left Fern on his solo quest to find the mysterious princess.

The long and chaotic day was finally over. You sank down to the floor, your back against the door to your room. You stared at the king-sized bed. I hate this. I hate everything.

After you left your father standing on the stairs, you had awkwardly walked into the main hall. But that must have been the last straw for your father, because he still didn't join you, even after five minutes. He ended up sending a replacement to accompany you after a long time of waiting. You wished that the suitors didn't keep glancing at the spot where your crown was supposed to sit while you stood with your hands clasped in front of you, staring at the doorway your father was going to follow you through.

I still have to get the crown back, you thought. Where did I leave it? The only place I would've lost it would be... Then you realized. The clearing! Of course! Oh no, I have to go there right now!

You raced over to the small window in your bedroom, peeking your head out. Seeing practically no one outside, you transformed into your raven form and hopped on the windowsill. Suddenly, an object was hurled at you from below. Looking down, you saw a small child chucking pieces of corn at you.

"Get out of there, you stupid crow!" He yelled. Close enough.

You carefully flapped your wings, flying high above the kingdom. As soon as you were out of reach, the child gave up trying to knock you out of the sky and returned to his home, resuming the quiet atmosphere the kingdom always held during evenings.

Night had almost fallen over Ooo when you finally arrived at your meadow. Landing in the spot where you had sat earlier that day, you turned back into a human and rummaged through the bushes for your long lost crown. As the minutes ticked by, you began to grow more frustrated. Where is it?! If I lose it forever, I'm done for.

"Huh?" You said out loud. Prying apart the branches of a blueberry bush, you found a few grass blades attached to the rough leaves, reminding you of Fern. You stood up. Why not just see if Fern had it? He wasn't the scavenger type, but something as mysterious as an unknown princess' crown was sure to fascinate him.

Ugh, the sun is setting. You sighed in defeat, vowing to visit Fern the next day to take back the circlet. Another day that's ending, another gloomy morning to look forward to. But this time, you had a mission to accomplish.

[nexyra]

RWBY's Love Language - Part 2

Hello friend ! I'm back at it with a second part and whatever character I can think of ! (Among which best boy Oscar because he deserves it, and also more adults)

Let's go !

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Oscar Pine

So ! While I love Oscar with my whole heart, honestly guessing his Love Language is no easy feat. One thing for sure : touch isn't is thing even if it's how everyone else chose to communicate their love.

I saw a post a while back detailing how Oscar is always putting his hands up as a barrier when he's scared or uncomfortable and that makes me cry a little instead but it's true TT. Anyway...

In the latest volumes we've got quite a bit of comforting Oscar-talks but I have to wonder how much of that is due to Ozpin's influence really. As a result I've decided to settle on... Acts of Service or Quality Time ! This is based on a few details : when people are upset with him in one shape or form, Oscar was always very eager to prove himself useful, give some aspect of concrete help (such as cooking a Casserole, ringing any bell ?). Plus I imagine that's the exact brand of help his Aunt would have needed most on a farm. Added to that, he always seems fairly happy to be included, be with the others no matter what's going on. Training ? Yay ! A movie with Jaune & Weiss ? Smiling puppy look. Fancy party ? Shenanigans together ! So yea, I love seeing my boy loved and hugged but please everyone settle for the loving he's most comfortable with <3

“She made a choice! A choice to put others before herself! So do I.”

“Oh, uh, yeah. I thought you guys would appreciate a hot meal after... spending all day looking for me, apparently.”

“No, it's okay. These past few days, I've been scared of the same things you were. I don't know how much longer I'm going to be... me. But I did some thinking, and I do know that I want to do everything I can to help with whatever time I have left.”

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Ozpin

For our favorite immortal wizard aka not quite dead Headmaster... I think the answer is rather obvious. When you're so careful with your words, but also so fiercely devoted to humanity, Words of Affirmation is a must. Ozpin constantly does his best to calm, to reassure. He's good at controlling the conversation and getting people where he wants... Except he more often than not use it to make them think and help them reach an healing ore motivating conclusion. This man is so insisten on giving and cultivating hope, so painfully aware of just how much words can change... There's no doubt in my mind that it's through these very same words that he tries to fight the darkness in others' mind, even when they don't want to let themselves be persuaded. And with some help from the farmboi, Ozpin is gaining in honesty and earnestness. And that can only help in giving comfort.

But to be honest... If you offer him a hug I doubt he'd refuse, and he definitely deserves one. Also therapy. For Oscar too. Everyone in therapy 2k21.

“Ruby. I've made more mistakes than any man, woman, and child on this planet. But at this moment I would not consider your appointment to leader to be one of them. Do you?”

“It's not every day that friends are able to come together like this. Time has a way of testing our bonds, but it's nights like these that can help keep them stronger than ever. Nights like these are ones we'll never forget.”

“Don't worry, Mr. Arc. Your journey is far from over, and the same might be said for all of you. Unlocking your Semblance isn't the end. It can still grow and evolve. Providing you are willing to put in the work, who knows what could happen?”

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Emerald Sustrai

Now here I'm gonna go ahead and say that the way Emerald has been taught to express her love and the way SHE would rather preffered to be loved most likely do not align. At the side of someone like Cinder, and even Mercury who isn't exactly the most emotionally vulnerable person; the only brand of love that gets an easy pass is Acts of Service, and that's probably what Emerald is the most used to. I can go on a mission with you. I can help. We go right back to the "I can be useful" mentality and I'm not sure she's been shown any other way honestly. Let's be real though : if someone offered a hug or some gentle words ? She'd probably pout & fuss but I hardly doubt she'd object.

“I don't care about Salem! But I owe Cinder everything. You want to fight her that bad? Be my guest.”

“I just... Cinder was the only family I ever had. She cared about me, taught me things... But without her here, I don't know if what we're doing--”

“I've been working on my Semblance. I can help. I won't tell anybody.”

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Pyrrha Nikos

What's with everyone and dedicating their whole love toward just helping their teammates anyway they can ?! Stop ! But any way, you guessed it. I'm pretty sure one of Pyrrha's top way of showing love is Acts of Service, and nothing means quite as much to her as Quality Time. For someone who's been put on a pedestal and has a hard time relating to people; both touch and words can be a bit awkward. But if they're wrapped up neatly in a training session or semblance explanations ? Well that's already a more familiar area. Pyrrha gives her whole to her friends and those she cares about. And in exchange, if anyone can simply... be there and spend time with her... May it be at the ball or simply sitting in the courtyard... I'm sure our girl would be delighted.

“Jaune, you know if you ever need help, you can just ask.”

“I'm constantly surrounded by love and praise; but when you're placed on a pedestal like that for so long, you become separated from the people that put you there in the first place. But thanks to you, I've made friendships that will last a lifetime.”

“I'll do it. If you believe this will help humanity, then I will become your Fall Maiden.”

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Qrow Branwen

If I say Gift Giving for the corvid, is someone gonna hit me ? Come on it's fun ! Okay, more seriously... I think this kind of love conversation is kind of a necessity for Qrow. With a semblance such as Bad Luck, making everything complicated... Qrow tries to keep his distance from those he cares about. And since he's an emotionally repressed (but caring) asshole on top of it... Well that kinda narrows down his option. You know what DOESN'T put anyone at risk but can still bring smiles on their face ? GIFTS. Shiny things, souvenirs from his missions all over the world to give to 2 smol nieces. Sounds safe right ? That said, as any good emotionally unavailable character in this show, I gotta say Qrow probably has a thing for helping out and making himself useful in relation to Oz, Tai or the rest of the inner circle. So you know what that means *whisper* Acts of Service.

That said ! When it comes to receiving some love back... Qrow probably likes everything he doesn't allow himself to have. Soft touches, loving & comforting words, spending time with a friend without his semblance making everything complicated... We know that's all he wants.

“You idiot. I know you didn't do this.”

“Look, pal, I'm not sure who you are, but you need to leave my niece alone.”

“No one wanted me... I was cursed... I gave my life to you because you gave me a place in this world... I thought I was finally doing some good...”

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Clover Ebi

And among our newbies (and gone too soon) friends we have Clover ! Clover was a very good contrast to our dusty old crow but also a great help. Kind-hearted, perceptive and honest; he knew just how to put Qrow's self-loathing in his place and push him to give himself some credit. He always had a nice word or a joke for everyone, and visibly the rock of the Ace Ops : an expert a keeping the moral up and the mood companiable. Evidently, Words of Affirmation was his expertise. Had things gone differently, I'm sure we'd have had time for many more earnest and helpful conversations with this teal-eyed fisherman.

“It's a good thing they had someone to look up to and get them through it. Not everyone is so lucky.”

“I meant deflect a compliment. Those kids wouldn't be where they are without you. You've had more of an effect on them than you realize.”

“We don't have to fight, friend.”

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Winter Schnee

And today in the "emotionally unavailable" category we have... Winter Schnee ! TALK ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS PEOPLE ! Just - I would say look at Ruby but even she doesn't talk about her bad vibes... Nor does any of the "Words of Affirmation" peeps. Honestly what's wrong with y'all people ? Anyway Winter cares so much. Is it hidden behind professionalism and a stern *big sister* demeanour ? Sure. But it doesn't negate just how much she loves her closed ones. She's fiercely loyal, and even if she doesn't let her personal feelings get in the way of her duty and doing what needs to be done, no one is allowed to say she doesn't care. Countrary to Weiss, Winter doesn't seem as good nor as aware of the love that exists in simply *being* with people. Rather, she's dutiful and ready to help any way she can when given the chance. You guessed it, yet another Acts of Service kind of love... Maybe I'm doing this wrong XD. I'm on the fence about Words of Affirmation as well. Despite her standoffish looks, Winter has always been very open & reassuring during her discussions with Penny. But she's more stern when it comes to Weiss so I dunno x)

“I don't recall asking about your ranking, I'm asking how you've been. Are you eating properly? Have you taken up any hobbies? Are you making new friends?”

“You've grown up a bit, haven't you? You're not the little girl clinging to the family name anymore.”

“You can't just buy trust like everything else! You have to earn it!”

And that's it for Part 2 ! I might do some other characters if people suggest some but I don't have a pressing need to right now. I have many ideas of songs to apply to various characters however so that's prob what my next posts will consist of (or fun templates)

If anyone has tips to create RWBY gifs or links to download the eps in good quality I'll take it ! Good day everyone !

[hislittleraincloud]

But Xavier's powers weren't limited to 'bringing drawings to life' (which is pretty damn cool). His dreams were prophetic.

Xavier: Telekinesis, Seer (dream visions).

Wednesday: Seer (touch triggered visions)...so far.

(And to round out the known telekinetics/seer group, Rowan seemed to be a 'typical' telekinetic who could move large/heavy objects. We obvs don't know if his prophetic mother could also move things like him or like Xavier, nor do we know how she received her prophecies.)

On top of that, Xavier's telekinesis was more magical than 'just being able to make things move'. To be able to move a spoon on a table is telekinetic child's play. He was able to move each individual atom of his spider drawing as a unit so that it came out of the page in 3D, which is impressive (and it did impress Wednesday [spiders were/are her thing...I wonder how he knew?] until bigot Gates interrupted it and called it a 'trick').

Thaaaaaaaaaaat said. I bet Karloff is either a vampire (have we seen him with sunglasses yet LOL) or some b.s. NPC stuck in there to give Enid a love triangle with Ajax...I mean Ortega said they were dumping the romance for Wednesday, not for Enid. Maybe a werewolf? I dunno, "Karloff" screams vampire to me, unless they're gonna make him a Frankensteinian...thing (yanno, bc Boris Karloff...Frankenstein... 🙄). Whatever he is, I wanna say they might just make him a Nightshade (also, I'm really hoping they follow through with Nightshades lore, and make them what they used to be, the way S1 set up everything for that arc). Or, and this will piss off the Wenclairs, he will be in there for Wednesday but she will be entirely uninterested (or interested but unwilling to pursue anything after what happened in S1 bc she's gonna follow Donovan into his retirement and f — 💩).

I dunno if I can be arsed to care enough though. Norminal people who watch the show (normies not being fan freaks like us who follow casting and celebrity news) are going to be VERY confused when the show airs. Hell, I'm still seeing normies on all of the Wednesday Facebook announcements not knowing WTF happened with Percy, lots saying they won't watch it without him.

If I'm around when S2 comes out (health probs man...health probs), I will likely Hate Watch it anyway, just to see where they went with it.

ETA: My big beef with Xavier's powers is that they didn't go far enough with it. And his last action scene with the 🏹 was ridiculous. If he had telekinesis, he could have easily stopped the arrow from coming back as well. If I were to re-write that scene I would've made it more the comedy that it is, and have Xavier and Crackstone be struggling to make the arrow move towards the other, with the arrow getting stuck in the air (at some points, revolving slowly). Then Wednesday could've just lost her patience with both of them, grabbed it, and stabbed the motherfucker in the heart. 🤣 But then it wouldn't have been romantic or team spirited (Wednesday throwing herself in front of the arrow for him, Bianca being able to help distract Crackstone long enough for him to lose his staff and Wednesday to take the sharp/re-kill him).

That's one thing I think about when it comes to his powers. But hey, maybe Xavier isn't as quick. Then...why didn't he just do what Rowan did and throw Crackstone up against the fountain? Or dribble him against the ground?

Sorry...I'm working on 8 of my story and thinking about him in Episode 8 ticks me the Hell off because I keep asking the "Why didn't he..."s while contemplating the scenes. Xavier's parts might be the most infuriating that I have to navigate. The writers dropped the ball on him (among other things).

I still say forcing him to do his community service with the guy who just one fucking year ago beat his ass and destroyed his mural was cruel and unusual, and people always seem to forget that part.

[dolliesoob]

࿐ forever

tate langdon x reader | 983 words

content warning(s) ↝ injuries, mention of a fight, fluff

synopsis ↝ tate comforts you after you (failingly) try to conceal your injuries from him. maybe you should get into fights more often :’)

author’s note ↝ this is so old and bad ew i’m so sorry T-T prob will rewrite one day.

YOU MADE your way to the doorway of the infamous murder house that was now you and your families residence, silently praying that you'd be able to get into the bathroom before tate knew you were home. you had gotten in a fight at school and you knew if tate saw, he would get angry and you wanted to avoid that at all cost. you didn't know how bad you looked but by the amount of pain your face was in, you're gonna guess its pretty bad.

unlocking the old door, it creaked open as you stepped inside. the abundance of silence indicating that your parents weren't home. closing the door, you made your way up the stairs and momentarily stopping into your room just to throw your bag on the floor next to the bed. you stood in front of your desk, leaning your hands against it taking a moment to breathe. only did you know that seconds later all of the air in your lungs would be gone as you felt the familiar arms of your boyfriend wrap around your waist from behind, resting his head on your shoulder after leaving a soft kiss against the side of your head. you started to become anxious, still not being cleaned up and the fact that you probably won't be able to now.

"everything okay?" he asked you as he continued to rest his head on you. you nodded a little too fast and you felt his eyes watching you.

"yeah, i just need to use the bathroom really quick" you told him, trying to weasel your way out of his gentle hold but he didn't allow you.

"hey, you sure you're okay?" he tried to turn you around to face him and you allowed him, knowing it was too late to cover this all up anyway. as the light shone over your face, his lips slightly parted as his eyes examined every inch of where you had gotten hurt.

"y/n, who did this to you?" you swallowed trying to think of something reasonable that wasn't the truth.

"i tripped at school while leaving last period, i'm okay tate it's-"

"bullshit y/n! don't lie to me" he yelled, making you jump as your bottom lip began to tremble; whether it was from fear or you just needed a good cry and comfort from the person you loved most, you didn’t know.

"i'm sorry tate, i'm sorry it was just a stupid fight" your voice cracked slightly and his eyes soften realizing what he did. he pulled you into a tight hug, letting you cry into his sweater as he molded his head in the nook of your warm neck.

"no i'm sorry, i should've been there. i want to be there, i want to be everywhere, with you. i could've prevented this if i wasn't stuck here" he mumbled into your skin as you shook your head, your heart warming by the fact he wanted to protect you. "you don't understand how scared i get every time you leave here and how there's always a chance you may not come back. i said i'd protect you but i can't, how can i protect you when i can't even leave the lawn i-"

although your lips throbbed in pain you cut him off with a kiss, the sudden contact surprising him but didn't take long for him to kiss you back. a few seconds later he pulled away, resting his forehead against yours.

"i'm sorry y/n, really. if i could i swear to god i'd kick whoever did this to yous ass" you smiled, wincing slightly which brought tates attention back to your injuries. "come on, let me clean you up" he whispered as he grabbed your hand and led you to the hallway bathroom.

looking in the mirror for the first time, your eyes widened and a quiet gasp slipped past your mouth at how bad you looked. your left eye was now a swollen black eye, several bruises were littering your cheeks and jaw, two cuts on your forehead with a trail of dried blood following them, and a split lip. you whimpered slightly at your form as tate shushed you and joined you in looking in the mirror.

"it's okay y/n. you're gonna be okay" he assured you, rubbing your shoulders soothingly. you sat on the toilet lid as tate retrieved the first aid kit from inside a cabinet. once he got it he kneeled down in front of you and began working. you took a mental note on how concentrated and how gentle he was being. everytime you made the smallest sound of discomfort his eyes snapped up to yours and he apologized numerous times.

when he finished up, you went back to your room absolutely exhausted, him following suite. you laid down on your side, leaving the comforter off while waiting for tate to join you. he crawled in after you laying down on his opposite side so he could face you before pulling the covers over the two of you up to the shoulders. he placed a trail of kisses starting on your forehead, down your jaw, to your nose, and finally getting to the lips, being careful to not cause you any further pain.

you looked at him in an adoring gaze as you shifted your body closer to him until you were touching. he wrapped his arms around you to bring you as close as possible and you buried your head in his chest, enjoying the contact and warmth radiating off his body.

"i love you, so much" you said softly, tiredness taking over you.

"i love you more, forever"