#i reallyy liked this scene

[ducavalentinos]

Go back to your valley and wait for me Guidobaldo, for I am surely coming. For you. For your son. For your whole family. The depiction of Cesare and his dealing with Guidobaldo here is as predictable and inaccurate as I thought it would be, however, this scene and this line delivers some accuracy in the sense that irl Cesare truly wasn't one to show weakness. Even when there were times where it can be suggested he was afraid, he never showed it in public and he just kept on going. He certainly also did not lacked courage or boldness. But his boldness, his fearlessness wasn't reckless. It was employed in a very strategic, clever way in which he managed to use it as a shield against his enemies on several occasions in his life. Also, Machiavelli's sad face because he disappointed the Duke there isn't so so far way from reality🤭💖

[ohbo-ohno]

thank you for the fic i will be thinking about it all day and imagining them buying her a stuffed animal at the airport. and also following her back to her hotel room and then also following her home. that's gonna be my daydream for today thank you sm for that

the unstated "im done writing this but if i WASNT" is that when you manage to wiggle away from them and go to the bathroom, a man with a mohawk breaks the flimsy lock and ducks into the tiny room with you ://// he shoves his tongue down your throat and humps your tummy until he comes, then he sits on the tiny little toilet and practically hefts you up into the air so he can eat you out :///

when you finally manage to rip away from him and rush on shaky legs to finally, finally tell a stewardess what's happening, you find yourself very abruptly yanked onto a very kind looking man's lap. he whispers sweet things in your ears while he grinds you down on his lap, holding you curled up in a little ball and not so much as sticking his hand under your shirt. very polite of him, i think :)

((all 4 of them for sure take her to their hotel. they're very lucky she doesn't have a connecting flight to rush off to, but they wouldn't care even if she did.))

[dantakeyoman]

I would reallyy love if you could write about how when the Sully family reaches the new tribe all of the Metkayina girls are trying really hard to get Neteyam to notice them (Cause you know he's the oldest, a good warrior and is gonna be a leader soon) but they dont know he already has a mate and the reader gets jealous. So neteyam has to comfort her and when she realizes she is being silly and has nothing to worry about...this one metkayina girl really pushes it....(im talking getting touchy with neteyam, always finding ways to get him alone and is rude to the reader) and she loses her absolute shit and you can decide what she does but i want it to be very possessive like behavior😏 sorry this is long😅

Metkayina Girls Start Falling At Neteyam's Feet and You, His Mate, Get Jealous (SFW)

Reader is Fem! Omaticaya

CW: a story of jealousy with aa twist, these girls are really shameless, Kiri and Lo'ak duo, sorry im posting so late, my stomach actually really hurts rn, but not writing for so long has been driving me crazy, anyway, enjoy <3 ( i barfed in my mouth a little bit writing some of this cringey shit )

"Humans?! That must've been so scary for you! What happened next?" Leyelu asked as she stretched, laying herself stomach-down in the sand in front of Neteyam, batting her eyelashes.

"Yeah, did you fight them? I'm sure you did, since you are such a strong warrior," Nayat smiled, scooching her seat closer to the boy.

"Um...well, I didn't-." "Impossible. I can imagine you swooping in and saving your family. All heroic-like," Srraza smirked, openly raking her eyes up and down Neteyam's body, not caring how uncomfortable he looked.

Their shameless display made you want to vomit, and possibly scream, at the same time.

There were a total of three girls. Leyelu, Nayat, and Srraza. And all were practically throwing themselves at Neteyam.

It had been about a week and some change since you and the Sullys arrived at Awa'atlu. And every day, without fail, these girls managed to tail Neteyam, following him and showering him in praise whenever they could.

You hadn't had not two seconds alone with him before one of them, or all three, came barging in with some fake excuse of a heavy basket they needed help lifting or a boat they needed help loading.

You knew Neteyam never entertained their advances, and were thankful for it.

But being his mate, you couldn't help but feel frustrated. (and maybe a little jealous)

"If you scowl any harder, it's going to become permanent," Kiri playfully warned, your face amusing her.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," you curtly answered, tearing your eyes away from the scene angrily.

"Yes. I'm fine is stretched tightly across your face right now," Lo'ak smirked from his spot in the sand, hands behind his head as he subathed.

"(y/n), I hope you know that Neteyam would never-." "I know," you sighed, already guessing what Kiri was going to say.

"I trust Neteyam completely. It's just-."

You couldn't finish the sentence. It was embarrassing.

"Just what?" Lo'ak asked, ears perking in intrigue.

"Give her a minute," Kiri shushed, smacking him in the arm, earning an annoyed ow! from the boy.

"It's not that I'm scared Neteyam will leave me. It is just...I don't see why he won't," you started, staring down at your feet in shame.

Kiri and Lo'ak both whipped their heads towards you in disbelief, their expressions contorting into ones of confusion.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Lo'ak asked, confused.

"Lo'ak!" Kiri scolded.

She was thinking the same thing, but he could've been a little easier on the delivery.

"Look at them," you sighed, holding out your hand to the girls, who were still fake listening to Neteyam's story.

"Leyelu's father is one of the best hunters in the clan, only second to Tonowari. Nayat's mother is incredibly skilled on the loom, who is now teaching Nayat everthing she knows. For Eywa's sake, Srraza is studying under Ronal to be a healer."

The brother ans sister's expressions slowly softened, the meaning behind your words now coming to light.

"You are the best dancer the Omaticaya have ever seen. And the best the Metkayina have seen, as well," Kiri tried to comfort, a warm smile on her face.

"Oh, yes, because dancing can help me hunt for food. And dancing can help me make clothes. Let's not forget, it can help me heal as well," you sarcastically agreed, snippy.

Kiri sighed.

She didn't take it to heart, not one bit. She understood your frustration.

"They all have spent their years learning skills that can be of use, be important. All I have to show for mine are a couple of dance moves."

Lo'ak looked like he wanted to say something, but decided against it until you were finished.

"And the best part of it is they are all gorgeous, the most sought after girls in this village. And I'm just...me."

Kiri felt her heart ache.

She had no idea you had been feeling this way this whole time.

She thought it was just a small case of jealousy. But it seemed to be much deeper than that.

"So, no. I'm not frustrated or scared of Neteyam leaving me. I am frustrated and scared because he has every reason to."

You turned back to the scene, only to see Leyelu resting her hands on Neteyam's chest, leaning into his face.

"Hey, Neteyam. Have you ever given thought to who could possibly be your mate?" she asked with a smirk, peering up at him through her beautiful eyelashes.

It was as if you didn't even exist.

"(y/n), wai-." But you ignored Kiri, abruptly standing up, not wanting to watch the scene any longer.

"Dammit, (y/n)! Sit down and look," Lo'ak groaned, roughly pulling you back down and turning your face to watch Neteyam.

"Do not touch me," Neteyam sternly ordered, grabbing the girl's wrists and pulling her hands of him, harshly.

"I know that you know I already have a mate. And you trying to make advances on me while knowing that is incredibly disrespectful."

The girls were giving him puppy dog eyes, as if that would guilt him into stopping.

It made you gag.

"I do not appreciate how you've been disregarding (y/n) this entire week. Especially when she has done nothing to you."

"That's exactly the point. She does nothing. She is just there with you. You two do not even act like mates," Srraza scoffed, rolling her eyes.

"That is true. I never see you two hug, or kiss, or embrace each other romantically at all," Nayat agreed.

"Because any time I get alone with her is interrupted by you three!" Neteyam exclaimed, annoyed.

His sudden burst shocked you.

You didn't know he felt this.

"I only get time to myself every once in a while, and I like to spend it with (y/n). But ever since I've gotten here, you three have used every mean under the sun to keep that from happening. For Eywa's sake, that was what I was on my way to do now before you all came along!"

"But why? She doesn't hunt, she doesn't loom, she doesn't heal, she can't even carry a tune. She's boring, plain. Why would you willingly want to spend time with her?" Leyelu asked, cocking an eyebrow s she crossed her arms.

Ouch.

"That's why you look like a dead fish, bitch!" Lo'ak loudly called, making you and Kiri die in snickers.

The girl whipped around, glaring daggers at the boy.

"Lo'ak!" Kiri tried to scold, but couldn't through her laughter.

"It's true! If her eyes were any farther apart, she'd be able to see the back of her head," he huffed.

You were his friend. And he didn't like people talking shit about you.

Meanwhile, Neteyam was using every ounce of his strength to not bare his teeth at the girl.

"I don't care about what she can't do. I love what she can. She's a phenomenal dancer, and has forgotten more moves than you three will ever learn. She's funny, she's kind, she's caring, the farthest thing from boring. And her beauty makes the three of you look like a patch wet sand. I am lucky to call her my mate, and if you all would excuse me, I'm going to spend the rest of the day with her," Neteyam angrily corrected, pushing past them and walking towards you.

And as he drew closer, you smiled, wider than you had in a while.

You felt foolish for thinking he could do better than you.

Especially after he just confessed that he believed he could do no better than you.

It made you feel happy, and loved, and secure in your relationship.

There was no one that could take your place because you were the place, and the only one who could ever be it.

And now knowing that fact, sent you over the moon.

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[rea-can-yeet]

I’m not reallyy confident with this oneeee lmao. Probably should have not wrote this during a burn out. I wonder if I could draw my barbie series this week

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REMINDER: This is gender neutral for all readers. Sagau stands for Self Aware Genshin Alternative Universe, but this is leaning much towards the God/Creator AU where the characters are aware that they’re being controlled but not aware enough to know that they’re in a game. This story is set in God/Creator AU, imposter AU, and lastly villain AU. This contains religious and cult themes, graphic violence, and probably some suggestive scenes (not this chapter yet, but the series will show some) so viewer’s discretion is advised.

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𝕄𝕌𝕋𝕀ℕ𝔼𝔼ℝ

Y/n was known as someone... normal to most. But if you have taken the time to get to know them, going so far as saying that you've known them for their whole life, you'd know Y/n as someone who'd be willing to commit a crime if the need arises. Such a thing has not happened so far (or at least one that gets the authorities’ attention), because Y/n's tenacity to thrive with their own hard work and resources has carried them away from resorting to such actions.

Y/n was clever.

Not a genius, but clever enough to survive in this generation's fast pace and harsh waters veiled under surface media's insistent idea of a calm country.

That's what Y/n's friend believes. This girl was fortunate enough to have been born wealthy, in contrast to her friend, Y/n, who was not poor but not well-off enough. She thinks Y/n was heaven-sent. No one was as loyal as them. Most approached her for their own selfishness, for their own benefit. Honestly, the world has less and less dependable and honest folks these days, she thought. Y/n was the only person to not try to exploit her ever since kindergarten and genuinely was a true friend to her to this day.

But like the wise once said; no one is perfect.

Y/n is nice… but is not harmless.

Y/n is clever, and parents who have no wealth enough to protect their child, have honed Y/n to survive any worst-case scenario. Be it how to manage money and tax, how to find a job, how to fix house materials, how to survive in the wild, how to defend against assailants that are twice their size, and other skills beneficial for Y/n.

Their parents almost thought that most of the knowledge they've bestowed on Y/n would prove to be useless in this current generation, but one could never be too careful.

They're happy for their child, how reliable they are, how Y/n used their parent's teachings as the foundation to hone their own weapon and armor, using the resources from this generation accompanied by old techniques to thrive. And they’re glad to see how Y/n is still capable of being kind despite having the child see the world without the rose-tinted glasses.

But for Y/n's friend, it's different. But it is normal for parents not to know every aspect of their child, right? The parents are correct when they believe that Y/n is nice yet strong, but the side of Y/n that is capable of being unhinged is something Y/n would keep to themselves to save their parents from a heart attack. But as Y/n's friend, she had the privilege to know this side of them.

The one who gets to see the Y/n that doesn't have the goody-two-shoes on to save them from any inconvenience.

The one who gets to see the Y/n that would use their cleverness to seek vengeance against others.

"Did you hear? I heard that the teacher from the other department got a suspension. Maybe getting fired."

"Right? The same person that accused a student from the Engineering department of stealing."

"A friend of mine who had a friend from that department said that the student was innocent."

"How did they prove it?"

"I heard that they still had the receipt from when they last shopped at a store. The time the teacher claimed that the student had stolen from her classroom was around the time that the student was shopping. The receipt contained the purchases as well as the date and time the transaction happened in there, serving as their alibi."

"How lucky that the student hasn't thrown away any receipts that day, huh?"

"Right? I'd throw away the receipt after shopping if it were me. I'm still trying to wrap my head around that teacher possibly getting fired. She's been suspected of drug use. The superiors and the police are still looking into it."

"I heard someone had given evidence to the police. A CCTV footage or something. This week has been full of things to distract me from mid-terms. And it doesn't help that the jock Steph has been admiring got kicked out from the basketball team."

"Yeah, not that I'm surprised after what he did. The captain must have been so livid to find his girlfriend's panties inside that guy's locker."

"Don't you think it's possibly the girlfriend's fault though? Like how did her panties get inside his locker? Sus..."

"No, the girl was with the captain the whole time... Oh and..."

The two students that were walking in front of her had finally swerved into a new topic while taking a left towards their classroom. She can only sigh, seriously, who knew criminology students can be this nosy? Then again, she could see how this characteristic could be useful for them.

She too, enters her classroom upon arriving. She spots her h/c friend playing with their phone, and she approaches. She sits down on the chair beside them, greeting them a good morning to which Y/n reciprocates before proceeding to finish their game.

“Hey, the prof. is coming.”

“Haha, I won’t fall for that again.” Y/n laughs lightly, eyes still on their screen.

“I know, but I want to talk with you about something.” And with this, Y/n turns off their phone to face her.

“Y’know, I heard people talking about the incident with that Karen teacher… and also the jock.”

Y/n hums, a smile on their face. “Hmm is that so?”

She watches Y/n place a hand under her chin with the elbow propped on their table, finger tapping on their cheek as Y/n wears a wider smile, eyes crinkling in faux innocence. “I guess it can’t be helped. I too would do the same.”

The girl can only sigh at her friend who was still holding that innocent look in their e/c eyes. She stops beating around the bush and gets to the point, curiosity eating at her as she is dying to know what Y/n had done this time. “Good thing that you still carried around that receipt Y/n. You wouldn’t have proved that you’re not a thief. But please bless your friend with the tea cuz I’m dying to know. Like, everything. From the teacher to the jock, everything bestie babes.”

She watch Y/n who only giggled, as if they have not just ruined someone. “Easy peasy, I followed my parent’s tips about keeping receipts. And used a good data recovery app to get the deleted CCTV footage.”

“I’ll hit you y’know.” She said annoyed as Y/n laughs. They then decide that they’re already done messing around and explain to their dear friend everything that happened. Not that it’s anything amazing in Y/n’s eyes. To them, it wasn’t that hard or anything incredible, just actions that they needed to take, but who were they to deny their friend to satiate their curiosity? Someone’s gotta entertain a rich girl’s dull life, and Y/n happens to provide enough exciting exploits.

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You wonder how Bennett is taking this whole thing. He knows you, he knows that you know him. If someone knows someone’s name when they just met should garner suspicion. But he didn’t even think twice to help you. This doesn’t make sense to you.

And despite this being a game in your world, you have expected that there’s a system procedure that should have been followed, and bringing you to Jean immediately is something weird. Why is a stranger suddenly being brought to the acting grandmaster? Shouldn’t you be brought to someone of low rank for help or investigation till your situation was deemed appropriate to be handled by someone higher? After all, you’re not an immediate priority, so why bring you to Jean?

You both are walking down towards the city you assume. And so far Bennett was such a kind young man, the same from the game. Helping you out when you almost tripped (intentionally), gave you something to eat, and even showed a bright smile every time you show appreciation towards him. You decided to even shower some small compliments towards the poor boy, to which he gets shy, rubbing his head while bashfully looking away.

After walking for some time you realize the exact location you have arrived. It turns out that you woke up on the edge of the Snow-Covered Path. And now the two of you are walking on a path that leads to Daduapa Gorge. Following this (long) path, it will lead you to Windrise and then eventually to Mondstadt. If you were still in control of the game, you would have resorted to either just using the waypoints or scaling the mountains for shortcuts rather than using the current path. But Bennett insisted that following the path was much safer.

You think you have cozied him enough.

“So I want to ask you something, Bennett.” You asked, eyes staring at a sunsettia, pushing down the urge to ‘farm’ it. He looks at you, his attention bare for your question. “You seem to know me. May I ask? How do you know me?”

“What do you mean, your grace?” Asked Bennett, confused. At least Bennett is comfortable enough that he does not hesitate to answer without worrying about his words.

“Why do you call me ‘Your Grace’ Bennett?”

He pauses his steps and so do you. “You… You don’t know who you are?

“Well, I know my name is Y/n. Grew up in C/n, an Aerospace Engineer student, e/c eyes and h/c hair, home address is XXXXXXX, and still waiting for TBHK season two. I know myself completely, from childhood, my emo era, to my current state now. What I’m confused about is why I’m called the way you’re calling me now.”

“Do you at least know about Teyvat? Me? Your chosen blessed vessels? The Grand Plan?” He asks, every question turning him even more worried.

“I mean, I can’t lie. I know you, I know about Teyvat. Not much about chosen blessed vessels or the Grand Plan trademark.” It looks like it’s not just Bennett who got comfortable.

Bennett’s eyes shined at the prospect of you getting closer to understanding what he meant, although slightly. “Yes, Your Grace! Me and Teyvat!”

“However, that does not answer my question. Why do you call me that?”

“I…” His smile falters, “You don’t know what you are?”

You chuckle, “How am I supposed to know if you don’t tell me.”

“You’re supposed to be our creator!” He said worriedly, eyes expectant.

“You’re what now?” You said almost immediately.

“Our divine Creator! The one who breathes life into Teyvat! Who makes anything move according to your will! Weaving fate towards the ultimate Grand Plan. You who…” His voice lowers, eyes cast down, “You who made me feel like I was not worthless…”

“Benny… You are never worthless.” You reassured, hand on his shoulder.

Bennett suppressed the feeling of melting right there on the spot, your touch was comforting, it made him drop any guard he had and the urge to just lean onto you was so immense but he refrains. ‘You really are the creator… I can feel it.’

“But still, me? Creator? How? I don’t think I’m this omnipotent being you’re talking about. I don’t have memories of making Teyvat.” You said after letting go of his shoulder and stepping back a bit.

‘For all we know, this could just be the regular Teyvat. Then again, this Teyvat may as well be the Teyvat in my account too. We’ll confirm that when we find what point of the story Aether is in now. If it’s the same as in my account, then this is Teyvat from my account. If he’s on his way to leave Sumeru to look for the Hydro Archon, then it’s the cannon Teyvat of Mihoyo.’

She internally sighs, ‘But will that be enough to tell? Even if Aether is at the point of the story where I have last left him, I don’t think it’s enough to prove that this is my account. I need more concrete evidence. Knowing what state Teyvat is in right now will help me in getting back home... I hope.’

“Is there proof that I’m this… Creator? I don’t even know what you mean about this blessed vessel thing.”

“You know me but you don’t know the other vessels? And the Grand Plan?” He asked, “The last person your divine gaze has been on was the Traveler.”

You register what he meant about blessed vessels. It took some time to connect the dots but you get it now. The last character you used to farm was Aether, the Traveler. So these ‘blessed’ vessels are the characters that you control. And ‘divine gaze’ is probably you using them. Now how odd… divine gaze? Why does it sound familiar to you?

Ah right. Isn’t that what Blueberry- correction, Il Dottore, said during the Harbinger’s trailer? About Scaramouche conquering the divine gaze and shit? Well, you don’t really have time to contemplate that yet. Especially when you notice Bennett getting worried about your silence. You give him a smile.

“Ah, right. I didn’t really understand at first, but by vessels, do you mean the people I have controlled? Like Ae- the Traveller, Mona, Klee, you, Kaeya, and the others from here and the other nations?”

Bennett’s eyes brighten when the two of you have somehow landed on the same idea now, finally making an understanding with each other. “Yes! See? I knew you’d remember!”

“Hold your horses, little guy,” you let out a laugh, “I control some of you, so what? That does not answer my true identity.”

“But what powerful being could make us feel like we’re in a dream? Being controlled and making us stronger? No one in Teyvat could do that, at least control a lot of people without brainwashing or any dark magic according to Miss Lisa. You control us with divine powers that are strong yet warm at the same time. You gave us gifts, strength, and unforgettable adventures.”

You’re eyes widened. Of course, why didn’t you think of that?

“Okay, million dollar question-” Bennett’s confused but still listens, “-did you receive a Skyward Blade? Like around recently?”

Bennett gasps before nodding vigorously. “Yes! Yes, I did!” A bounce on his step as he gets a bit closer, “I heard you whisper that you’d test it out on a few Hilichurls! We took down at least 4 camps the other day!”

‘He’s right.’

“Then, did you also go around and collected a bunch of Sweet Flowers after?”

“Yes! We collected some Sweet Flowers and a few Sunsettias.”

‘Okay, holy crap this is my account.’ You thought while holding your head a bit. That’s one mystery closed, but didn’t mean that you have your questions answered.

“So everyone in Teyvat just collectively agreed that whoever is controlling you all are… your god?”

Seems impossible for you. Who in their right mind would just automatically say that you’re god? You know some well-brained characters in the game, those who are also politically influential and prodigies in certain fields, would find it concerning to suddenly lose their own control and start running around.

“Could you explain this Creator thing? I first used- I first had Amber as a vessel aside from the Traveler, it should have been worrying for Amber to suddenly lose control of herself. But looking at it, you act as if it’s not a huge concern. How are you confident that the one who is controlling her is your so-called Creator?”

Bennett nods, digesting his Creator’s question. He doesn’t understand why his creator is not sure, but he’ll try to help explain however he could.

“When Amber first got ‘pulled’ towards the divine light, she went to acting grand master Jean, I was there when I was getting treated by Barbara with Jean visiting the church for an inspection. At first, it was concerning but after some investigation with Jean and Miss Lisa, it was confirmed that it was the Creator. Then everyone was happy to have you showing yourself after going missing for centuries. According to Miss Lisa, you have a Grand Plan to guide the people, saying that salvation will come in a form of a person, with you guiding them.”

“Lisa said that? How do you think she knows that? And what is this Grand Plan?”

“Miss Lisa has read all the information regarding the Creator during her time in Sumeru and even from the books here in Mondstadt, she said. I don’t know about this Grand Plan too, no one does. Some have theories, but the only one who knows is the Creator. We thought only Mondstadters got the opportunity to be blessed as vessels, but it turns out others from different nations got the same treatment. Everyone has now believed that you’re starting to let your presence known.”

‘Huh, I guess I have a somewhat established title here for such a long time? And with religious power to boot? This is already starting to get even more confusing. Answers are only bringing in more questions.’

“You don’t remember the Grand Plan?” Asked Bennett worriedly, you could only smile.

“I’m sorry, I don’t.”

Bennett can only shake his head. “It’s just… you’re suddenly showing signs of activity and with your actions so far that matches with the scriptures and the bible, we knew that you were our Creator! So what if you forget about the Grand Plan? You’re already showing signs of being our Creator! You know about our adventure, it showed that you have been with us with your divine presence. You’ve made me stronger, you gifted me this amazing sword. To me, you’re the Creator I’ve been praying to.”

‘Is he trying to encourage me? How sweet.’ You smile gently and pat his head. He wears that shy face again and stands up straight after you prop your hand back to your side, his face getting back to its cheerful look.

“And besides! I read in the bible a long time ago that you needed a reminder or something! So you probably just need something to help you remember!”

You hum. Now that’s interesting. So far everything felt like a fever dream, ridiculous yet… amusing. You guess it won’t hurt entertaining the idea of you being god for a while (even though you doubt it) “What else have you learned from the bible, Bennett?”

“Um, about how you look! You’re hair, your face, oh! And your name!”

“Uhuh, then?” You smiled. You find yourself doing this for your own enjoyment rather than for your own investigation to find home. But it won’t hurt to be unserious for a bit, right?

“Yeah, you’re name. Though, not many used it because they didn't want to use your name in vain. Your name is Y/n, Y/n L/n. And what else…” Bennett started to act bashful, realizing that he did not read his bible much. Oh Celestia, what would you think of him ditching the bible to play? Hopefully, you wouldn’t mind.

“I’m sorry, that’s all I could remember so far-” Bennett stops. His eyes went wide with worry as he sees your shocked face, the silence unnerved him as he stares back at your unreadable face.

Why were you looking at him like that?

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End of chapter 3: Purple Carnations

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[hidingfromsav]

‼️ fhjy spoilers (episode 17 ramble) ‼️

episode 17...what the fuck!!!!

- first of all AYDA MENTION <33333 the love letter made me cry they're so perfect for one another I LOVE THEM SO MUCH :')

- on the opposite end of the spectrum, oisin when i get my hands on you. "didn't see the storm coming? must not be a very good oracle." WHAT THE HELL AND FUCK!!!!! i mean it's a fabulous line but cannot wait for him to eat shit later, adaine's furious fist level 100 million coming for his ass TRUST. (i was completely and utterly fooled and i feel like a CLOWN.)

- ANKARNA ART. ANKARNA AND CASSANDRA ART. another win for the wlw community 🥳🥳🥳💪💪

- british kristen..she'll come in clutch i just know it

- kristen's conversation with bucky :(((( i honestly want to make a whole separate post talking about that because god does it hit so close to home hashtag oldest sister vibes

- AND FIG WAS RIGHT ALL ALONG FUCKKK PORTER!! that stun scene in the hallway was scary as hell. but on a serious note: brennan's storytelling is fucking incredible, the way seeds were planted all the way back in freshman year and slowly and subtly built upon in sophomore year is SO good (also jace and porter 🤨🏳️‍🌈?) probably not but let me have my fun

- also murph realizing what's going on at the very end right before everything goes to shit is so funny, ALSO murph's rolls reallyy coming in clutch this season holy cow

- cannot wait for next week's episode but i'm also terrified. i can smell the upcoming emotional turmoil in the air.

overall takeaways: don't trust a man ever all they do is LIE. anyways the gay agenda is ALIVE AND THRIVING!!!!

here's 5 images to describe my feelings throughout this episode for funsies:

[vivaladicamillo]

RYAN DUNN WITH A GOTH AND METALHEAD GN READER

heyy yalll im backkk, took a little break for a bit but IM BACK BABYYYY, ive been getting into goth culture a lot as of recent and have been changing my style to fit around it more so this is js a silly little thing to fuel my brain ☺️☺️ enjoyyy

WARNINGS: none

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GOTH

ok so really i think ryan would LOVEE a goth s/o

but it depends on the era of him

if we r talking BEGINNING of cky days i feel like he would be into it but NEVERRR let yk abt it

if we r taking 1999 ryan oh my god hed fall in love with u then and there

we all know back then he had a little thing for more hardcore women (COUGH COUGH YALL EVER SEEN GLOREN BRO, the leather jacket RYAN WE KNOW WHO U RR)

i feel like he would be curious about it

just with how intricate the style is

i feel like hed be into all the styles of goth ngl, hes js so curious on how it all works

the closet thing hes really seen of goth is bam fanboying over ville

soo not much to compare it too

i feel like he would ask so many questions

just like ��where do u find clothes like that??” “how long does it take u to get ready?” js air headed questions

if u started dating him tho oh my god hes a sweetheart

anything halloween related that looks edgy in the slightest he will buy and say it reminded him of u

will help tie up corsets, clip on necklaces, and always have a spare pair of flat shoes on him just incase ur heels start to kill ur feet

obsessed with the make up, he thinks its so cool (and so hot)

oh bam is lowkey so jealous

especially if u are a fan of ville

ryan would try and color match his shirts to ur outfits

u wearing red? his shirt is gonna be red

purple? he has a purple button up somewhere

hes js so in love w u he doesnt care

will be the type of guy to run to the store last minute to get accessories for an outfit for u

also will buy u those overly expensive edgy ass heels from the store bc he know u will rock them

probably has tried on some of ur platformed shoes or heels and busted his ass

bam would probably be there dying laughing bc of it

or he would casually put on a hair piece or some necklaces and imitate you (he swears it out of love)

honestly would let u give him a gothic makeover, js dont show bam

he doesnt reallyy get whats going on but he loves it anyways bc he loves u

METALHEAD

oh he thinks ur so cool

depending on what metal genre u prefer he would listen to so many songs from it

i feel like he’d be a little intimidated at first bc mf thinks HIM and CKY is hardcore

he will buy patches for ur battle vest

love hearing u go on about the bands

WILL GO TO CONCERTS WITH U

warning tho hes gonna try and fucking stage dive into the mosh pit

hes gonna get his ass KICKED

loves ur accessories

the gauntlet cuffs, the bullet belts he thinks its so edgy and cool

hes a little scared of the corpse paint tho

hes seen bam do it but never fully going out with it

when he walks into the room and see u just with two massive black holes for eyes a white face and a frown drawn on it kinda scares him for a second

but he thinks its so cool after he realized

wants u to do it on him

literally if u do he will js be staring in the mirror of a good 20 lins is awe

will go to bar shows with u

cant fight for shit tho so if someone starts shit goodluck LMAOOO

lowkey would grow his hair out bc one of ur fav bands fav members has long hair

hes wayy more into this probably then the gothic vibe but tbh ryans such a sweetheart if he liked u, HE LOVEDDD u

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hey yall so hope u enjoyed, ive been really into both these scenes recently and broo the goth metal style is my favvv, its hella cool. i need to start writing on here again lmk if i should do other cky/jackass members with different styles and genre loving readers!! byeeee :))

[ambrossart]

Hi hello i absolutely love paper man best it fanfiction I've ever read. i just so happened to reread again and i have a couple of questions. they might be dumb but im curious!!

when evie burns herself with the glue gun and patrick wants to see it. can you explain why? is it because he wants to see her in pain or if he doesnt feel pain himself and hes interested by the idea of feeling something?

also i think it's funny how victors saw eves bright yellow panties and then she wears the yellow dress. was that on purpose or a coincidence?

last question im rambling sorry, can you explain why Patrick was so void of emotion when talking to evie about matin? like yeah he's usually very void and vague but it was reallyy emotionless well until he asks her if he should handle him lol. i just want to know what he was feeling and when he tells Evie something along the lines of its only her and him in the whole school. does he think evies real?

can't wait for more never stop being you ❤️

1) I'd say it's a bit of both, actually. Considering what we already know about Patrick, I think it's pretty safe to assume he derives some pleasure in seeing/inflicting physical pain on others. But I also think there's an element of curiosity to it. Innocent curiosity. It's hard to expand on that further without spoiling things, but Season 2 is all about Patrick. You'll be learning a lot about him then. Probably way more than you want to know.

2) You know, there are several yellow objects in the story. Evelyn's spirit week dress. The Band-Aid she put on Henry's cheek. Her pink-and-yellow quilt. And yes, even the panties she was wearing that night. When I think of Evelyn, that's the color that comes to mind, so... yeah, I purposefully made a lot of things yellow, especially if they're associated with Evelyn.

3) I assume you're talking about the scene in the science lab after Evelyn's assault? Well, there's a couple things at play here:

Patrick is incapable of empathy. If feelings were colors, this boy would be colorblind. He genuinely cannot grasp the full depth of Evelyn's suffering. He can’t imagine what she went through. He can't relate to what she went through. None of that is getting through to him. None of it.

Patrick has a very nonchalant attitude toward sexual assault and sex in general, if we're being totally honest. He's assaulted his fair share of women in the past, including Evelyn, and he's probably been assaulted himself a few times, especially in his youth. Patrick doesn't mind, though. It's just sex, after all. Sometimes it gets a little violent. 🤷🏻‍♀️

In Patrick's eyes, Evelyn got off easy with Martin, a known rapist, which is why he basically says, "Hey, at least you weren't raped, right?" It's not a very kind thing to say, but it's true. It could've been a lot worse.

And if it had turned out worse, I think Patrick’s response would be a lot different. It would still come from a very selfish place, but it would be different: stronger and more severe.

Setting all of that aside, I wouldn't say Patrick was entirely devoid of emotion. Evelyn's situation definitely affected him, just not in the way it would affect most people.

Patrick is wired differently. I think that's the simplest way to put it.

4) As for your last question, well… yeah, I'm not gonna answer that. I can’t answer that. I do love that line, though. I think it says a lot about Patrick and his feelings toward Evelyn. The boy’s intense, like scary intense.

Thank you so much for reading! 💖

[sunny6677]

The House On The Hill.

(A rewritten version of the Hatzgangs scene from The Stars for the Saturated AU.)

TWS FOR FLESH EATING, BLOOD, DRUGS, DRUG DEALERS, ETC

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It shows the kids walking along the sidewalk for a brief shot, with Skid being like. "Sheesh–how could this get any—"

He stops, noticing something off screen and then seeming frustrated. While Pump becomes visibly confused.

It cuts to the Hatzgang, who is standing in front of them. Roy's friends have mischievous looks on their faces, while Roy has a genuine smile from ear to ear.

"Hey! Those are some nice costumes you got there!"

"Uh—thanks?" Pump says, arching a brow.

"For us to ruin!" Ross suddenly cuts in with a smirk. Roy tries to protest, but before he can stop them, Robert and Ross both walk foward—straight up hitting the kids in the face, kicking them in the stomach and then punching them across their heads. Before they can go any further, Roy intervenes by getting in between them.

"He—Hey! Stop! What are you doing??"

Ross blinks. "..uh.. duh..? They're weirdos. They deserve it."

"No, they're not!" Roy exclaims, and then faces the kids while his friends glare a bit. "Uh—sorry about that. What are you two here for?"

"..uh.. we were just trying to find something cool to do until your friends decided to beat us up." Pump shrugs, speaking bitterly.

"Oh—reallyy?? Y'know—there's actually this really cool house over there on the hill! It's really Halloweeny and junk!"

"..really?" Skid looks over to where Roy points, and sees it. He still seems skeptical though, glancing over at Ross specifically. "..well.. we'll go check it out, I guess. This better not be a trick though. C'mon—let's go."

The kids slowly walk away as the three watch.

"..I bet they're gonna have a lot of fun with that guy who sold me the special sugar in the alleyway!" Roy grins aloud to himself. This sentence makes both Robert and Ross glance over at him, their expressions becoming more serious.

"..what..?" Ross says.

It cuts to the interior of the house on the hill, only for the doors to practically slam open. The kids skeptically look around, and see no one inside, so they walk in.

"..huh." Skid says aloud to himself, looking around. "..guess it's empty after all."

But then, when the two look ahead—they see a gigantic opening in the ground. There appears to be some kind of strange wrapped box beside it, but also a splatter of blood trickling from the hole.

Skid becomes noticeably cautious, and as does Pump. As bravely as he can, Skid steps foward to maybe ensure that whatever is inside doesn't hear him. But the moment he peeks in, a tentacle shoots out and grabs him. Skid screams out. Pump yells, only for a tentacle to shoot out again and grab him too.

They're both dragged down into an eerily silent, bright red void. And..

..Eyes is standing there right before them, his eyes looking straight down at their faces. Skids face becomes noticeably irritated instead of frightened, while Pumps becomes absolutely horrified as he stares into Eyes's red sockets.

Eyes loud, rumbling voice begins to speak. "..HELLO, MORTAL FLESH.."

"..hi." Skid frowns. "Can you let us go? We're trying to explore a house up here!"

"..I DON'T BELIEVE I CAN ALLOW THAT. ALLOW ME TO PUT YOU OUT OF YOUR—"

When Skid feels Eyes's tentacles tighten at a painful level, he reacts quickly and literally slaps Eyes on the tentacle. "Hey! Stop! I don't know who you think you are, but I'm not letting you push us around!"

"..YOU'RE.. INTERESTING."

"Yeah. That's very nice of you. Can you let us go? Please?"

"..HMMMM.. YES. BUT IN EXCHANGE FOR ONE THING.."

It shows Eyes ominously emerging from the house for a frame, and then cuts to the Hatzgang.

"What do you mean that wasn't candy?" Roy asks his friends, who then look up with even more horrified faces as a shadow looms over them. Roy looks behind himself, and it shows Eyes, who has two of his eyes in the center brightly lit up. It cuts to the Hatzgang, who now have red pupils and are visibly distressed as red marks begin to appear on their skin a bit.

"Wh—hey!"

Skid slaps Eyes on the mush they're sitting on, and Eyes briefly stops making noise.

Skid yells, "I said we'd show you the town! Not eat people's flesh!"

Skid then just let's out a irritated sigh, but his eyes light up, seemingly getting an idea on what to do.

[ilovereadingandstuff]

SO, I SAW THIS PICTURE RIGHT HERE ON PINTEREST...

And I thought, at first, that it was just a fanart, right??

just a fanart, a really nice one.

And, i mean, why would the novel include such a situation of Xie Lian in heat to say the least, completely overwhelmed by lust and mortal desires, accompanied for Hong-er (who i finally know it's hua cheng's younger self)...right??

Like, that kind of situation only occurs in fanfics, right?? right?!?!

so...I WAS WRONG!!

This picture is FUCKING CANON!!!

I CAN'T STILL FUCKING BELEIVE IT!!!

I can just say that...I'm falling in love with mxtx novels. That's it.

Because...IT WAS SO CONVENIENT, MAN!! BUT ALSO SO WELL DONE!!

Mister laughstocking of the three realms here was drugged in the middle of the forest by flowers with an aphrodisiac effect (basically).

And yeah!!, HE STARTED TO FEEL SO HOT INSIDE THE CAVE, Y'KNOW??

IT WAS A LITTLE TO HOT IN THERE, am i right??

So he started to stripped down, sweating like crazy, moaning, winning all the way...

and then... HE NEEDED HELP!! He was trying to keep up with the 'purity of mind' bullsh*t and was mostly going insane for bloodlust...

SO, GUESS WHO WAS ALSO THERE?!?!

Not Feng Xin, not Mu Qing nor Wind Master...

NON OTHER THAN MISTER SATAN ITSELF, HUA CHENG!!!

I mean...when he was a kid. his younger self.

He was just thirteen back then.

So yeah!! I loved it wasn't weird the narration, to be honest. Nothing weird nor cringe happened between them even thought xl was...impotent at the moment...

because, yeah, a 20 yo guy messing up in that way with a kid 7 years younger...would have been quite weird to read, honestly.

But it wasn't!! It didn't end the way i was preparing myself to be.

And, well, for the context, it made sense all of it, obviously.

I was actually surprised.

As a obsesive reader myself, i'm used to see this kind of specific situation only at fanfiction most of times. and when they happen in canon...i've find myself reading really uncomfortable scenes which a later regret to read, y'know?

So, I was truly taken aback when I realized where all the 'yao flowers' were about, and when xl entered inside the cave with Hong-er and started going insane for the heat, lust and all...

not gonna lie, i was excited. but nervious, at the same time.

I knew that this situation could become weird at any moment with the wrong line or wrong description...but I was soooo relieved that it wasn't that way!!

I'm truly happy for that. and even when Hong-er touched him!!! even that scene didn't feel cringe nor inappropiate.

you get what i mean??

I just wanted to share my reaction with this chapter and also wanted to point out that, yeah, the novels are good. like, reallyy good.

I don't regret discovering this new fandom and show, not a bit. and yeah...i'll continue reading. I'm heading towards book 4 now, hehe.

[pebblestar]

Mikey x reader

【 It'll be fine 】

(( kinda alludes to past abuse? But other then that it's completely fluffy. ))

"Brown sugar!"

For the past five minutes, Mikey had been giving you orders.

Mostly of what ingredients you needed to grab while he mixed them together in a large bowl. This sort of thing was nothing new.

You both had very shit sleeping schedules and one night you two decided to try out baking for fun.

From then on (Despite the first baking attempt you two did being a absolute disaster) These late night baking sessions had become a weekly or sometimes every night occurrence.

After fumbling around in the drawer and finding the measuring cup, you finally scoop the measuring cup into the bag of brown sugar before passing it over to Mikey who dumps the sugar inside the large bowl.

"Now we melt the butter- Can ye handle that matey?"

You roll your eyes at Mikey's very terrible pirate accent. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't of really got most of Mikey's silly little humor but luckily for you, You'd been his best friend for nearly a year now and understood a good chunk of his little references.

"Aye Aye Cap'n!"

You give Mikey a quick salute before making your way over to the cabinets to find a smaller bowl in order to melt the butter.

"Oh c'mon where's the damn thing..."

You grumble out.

It takes a few for moments of struggling due to your height but eventually your fingers finally grasp the edge of the small bowl you'd been looking for.

Just as you start to slide the bowl out from it's self, You find yourself nearly tripping over your own two feet when you attempt to step backwards.

Unexpectedly the bowl slips from your grasp and comes flying down from the shelf, Nearly hitting but you by some miracle missing your own face.

The sound of shattering glass now echoes around the once quiet kitchen.

Something like this shouldn't of been that big a deal but you stand there almost petrified at the scene before you.

"Y/n?!? Are you okay?"

A nagging thought is what sends you spiraling into a state of panic;

'Mikey is going to be so mad at me.'

Without another moment to think of all the possible outcomes and how Mikey may or may not scream at you, Your knealing down to collect the shards in your hands somehow hoping- praying that Mikey somehow wouldn't see them and become incredibly upset with you.

However your lack of response doesn't go unnoticed by Mikey. There's the sound of something clattering ontop the counter then he's turning himself around in time to find you picking up the shards of glass, closing your fists around the sharp objects with a expression on your face that Mikey can only describe as full blown panic.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please I really didn't mean to-"

Mikey almost isn't sure what to do.

Never had he seen you act like some sort of cornered animal before and over a broken bowl nonetheless. To him, You'd always been the definition of strong and a lot of the time you acted like certain things didn't bother you. But this entire situation was completely different.

The blood dripping from your hands and onto the kitchens floor is what finally snaps him out of his own state of shock and he's Immediately grabbing the nearest dish cloth, knealing down next to you.

"Whoa hey hey... It's fine dude,"

Mikey's voice softens but doesn't make a move to try reaching out to you just yet.

"But I broke it. I'm so fucking stupid-"

"Hey now. Don't say that. It's only a accident. I've been reallyy wanting that new justice force one anyway."

When you don't laugh, Only sniffling in response It only makes Mikey's worry for you increase.

A part of him desperately wanted to wrap you up into his arms and never let you go, But he forced himself to be patient.

Your injuries were what needed to be tended to first and foremost.

"Let me see."

Slowly he reaches out for your hand and when you don't flinch away from his touch, he carefully opens up your fist. There in the palm of your hand were a few large shards sticking out of the skin and causing quite the bloodied mess.

Of course, being Mikey he just had to try cheering you back up while he made careful work of removing the shards from the palm of your hand.

"Dude. I can't believe the bowl attacked you like that. So rude. If you ask me that thing deserves to stay broken."

Mikey catches your laugh through your tears and he can't help the smile that finds it's way onto his face.

"Did I ever tell you about that one mission? The one where I was chased by giant pizzas from..."

The turtle allows himself to ramble on until finally the shards are fully removed from your hand.

Thankfully enough there weren't any smaller pieces and Mikey is able to gently press the dish rag onto the injury and flashes you that smile that you love so much.

A silence soon settles itself over the kitchen aside from the occasional sniffling coming from you.

It takes maybe three more minutes for your heart to stop racing and for the panic to slowly subside but once it does, your needily reaching out for Mikey for comfort as you tug on his arm in hopes of bringing him closer to you.

Wordlessly, His arm moves to wrap around your waist immediately bringing you closer to him.

With his chin now resting ontop your head he asks you gently.

"Wanna talk about it...?"

You don't answer right away. If anything you don't really know what to say. Your a bit embarrassed at your own self for breaking down in front of him, but then there's also the other part of you that feels incredibly warmed by how much effort Mikey put in to care for you like this.

"...No. But... I do at some point. Is that okay?"

"Of course dude. Whenever your ready, I'll be right here waiting for you. Unless I have to fight the foot. Or unless aillens invade earth again. Or unless the triceratons-"

You laugh now smacking at Mikey's chest to put a end to his insane ramblings.

"Okay okay. But Mikey?"

"Yeah?"

"...Thank you. Sorry about-"

"Nuh-Uh. Nope. No more saying sorry."

At that you go silent. A warm smile finding it's way onto your face and you find yourself burying your face into the crook of his neck.

"...C'mon. I'll finish the rest of the cookies and you can find a movie for us both to watch, 'kay?"

"Mmkay."

"What's that movie that's coming out this year you wanted to see again?"

At the question, your eyes light up and you began to ramble on excitedly about the movie you were interested in.

Mikey gives you his full attention the whole way to the living room before setting you down on the couch.

The conversation eventually ceases and Mikey promises to be back as quickly as possible.

You watch him go, Almost inching to call him back so the two of you could cuddle but instead you turn your attention toward the TV in order to find a movie.

As you scroll through the options for movies, You can't help the feeling of warmth that blooms inside of your chest.

Mikey wasn't just your best friend. He was the definition of sunshine on a frigid day. He was what home had always meant to feel like.

【 Bonus 】

The sound of Mikey's snores echo throughout the living room and somehow your laying ontop the turtle and sleeping through the noise like it's nothing.

Leonardo finds it oddly amusing as he steps over to the front of couch and quietly grabs the blanket from off the side of the couch.

The turtle in blue drapes the blanket over the two of you before approaching footsteps soon join Leo.

"There ain't no way those two aren't a couple."

"Raph! Shhh! You'll wake them up."

Though by now, the three brothers knew you two would sleep well into the afternoon. And of course contuine to destroy both of your sleep schedule unbeknownst to Leonardo.

[melop-sia]

HELLO @elphabaoftheopera ! i hope youre doing well! ive arrived with more lfay thoughts and some analysis!!!!!!!! 🥳

READING THOUGHTS:

im so, so glad i rereading lfay, it is honestly such an awesome fic and the writing so amazing! personally, since this was kind of my first time reading through the entire thing without multiple day breaks, i was definitely able to pick up on less obvious details (which are compiled below!) that made everything so much better!!! i genuinely felt like i was experiencing the story again for the first time, which made me able to appreciate and become engaged with the more emotional scenes and chapters! some of my favourites of these include chapter 23 (i was evidently moved enough to leave a comment mid read 😅😅), chapter 28 and chapter 34.

for sister sunrise, the description of elphaba reflecting over her room for the last time really got me :') the paragraph was written super beautifully and after going through most of the story i reallyy felt the nostalgic and sentimental aspect.!!!! dorothy and the dark was already a pretty emotional last chapter, but in particular fiyeraba saying goodbye to glinda and elphaba reflecting on her relationship with fiyero to get through the dark were some i really appreciated and loved!

aside from that, i loved being able to notice how elphaba went from following the rules to playing by her own since it was written with a pretty clear distinction! despite it, you managed to still write her so in character and i applaud you for it! 😁

i was wondering, was it difficult for you to write each character through all of these emotions and emotional scenes? im super in awe of how well characterised they are, i can't lie my mind started mixing some of the musical and this fic together because of it how accurate it all is!!! 👏

EDIT: i was also wondering, which parallel in lfay is your favourite / was the most fun to write in?

PARALLELS:

i pride myself soo much in picking up on these! i planned to have screenshots of all of them, but unfortunatly because of the image limit ill just have to describe some 😔 nevertheless, i hope you like reading through this segment and id like to thank @mystic-oni for his much appreciated help in finding some of these!

i loved how this parallel really developed from the beginning of their relationship, with the bickering turning cute banter :) 💕

i HAD to include this one, it is so so sweet and the parallels were all incorporated so well and warmed my heart ❤️❤️

along with these, there was also nessa making the same "you look dreadful" comment to elphaba at shiz and at kiamo ko, each in very different tones that made the second time very heartfelt :')

EXTRAS:

as well as parallels, i noted some a few references related to the book 🥳 i also noticed a few things that sounded similar but i wasn't sure were exactly parallels 🧐 but still wanted to include anyway... so here they are 😁!!! some captioned, some not but i hope you enjoy all!

i was super surprised at myself for initally not finding the lyrics snuck into the poem, but it was a pleasant surprise nonetheless!! also picked up on the mention of sarima from the book during chapter 14!

ANOTHER EDIT: another reference i got after watching wicked again was elphaba's book "discord and discontent" was mentioned by dr dillamond (can't recall in what way though 🥲)!

i noticed elphie celebrating in a similar way at going to shiz and getting into the sorcery seminar, she makes me so :))) SHE IS SO HOPEFUL AND DESERVES EVERYTHING!!!! i absolutely adore how you wrote her so excited and youthful during the act 1 chapters 🥺💕💕

fiyero having the same reaction to elphaba's temper from two different "lives" 💞 i can't help but love this little detail! i also picked up on how fiyero jokes about seeing the present in chapter 20 in comparison to him being sincere about it in the epilogue! super super subtle but one of my favourites !! there was also when elphaba sarcastically suggested enjoying the ocean in ev to considering in the last chapter, i laughed when i first read it and i still do when i think about it :)))

EXTRAS

nearing the last few chapters, i maaayyyy have impulsively made a LFaY chapter naming quiz 😇 it is linked below, i hope you have fun with it!

FINAL REGARDS

overall, im so glad i took the time to read over this outstanding fic, i don't think i could ever get tired of your writing!! ❤️❤️ i look forward to seeing more of your work, and im very excited to hear that there may be new works coming!!!!! however long that takes, i can't wait to be here yet again in support! :)))

[snakeater]

i am sooo late but what did u think of fight club!!!

GREAT 👍 !! not life changing or anything, but i enjoyed watching it. a lot. i’m kinda embarrassed i hadn’t seen it until just now lol. though i’m still not quite sure i understand the whole twist, or even that i like it that much. i know it’s a huge part but i just don’t see how it would have worked in some previous scenes. and i know that’s not at all the point lol,, so i guess i won’t dwell on it. anyway still reallyy good and i might read the book later

[elizabeth-mitchells]

ronance cyoa!!!

thanks for asking bestie!!!

so it's "nancy wheeler choose your own adventure" and i have the basic idea and some Important Scenes but i gotta be honest, it's not going to be my best one, plot wise i think ghsjdfhgjf but it'll make up for it in other ways!! it hasn't been easy to write! and because it's intimidating it's taking me very long but i'm reallyy trying to make some progress with it. so here's a little snippet!

There were hugs, exclamations, and questions, did you see the ashes falling from the sky? are you seeing the lightning too? what do you think it means? Everyone had something to say. Not Nancy. The path from the doorway toward Robin was a blurry one in her memory. All that mattered was that at some point she found herself with her arms around Robin’s shoulders and her face pressed close to Robin’s neck, where she caught a hint of cologne and something familiar and comforting that was entirely Robin. Robin was hugging her just as tightly, and Nancy had no idea how badly she needed it until she could feel Robin’s hands roughly clutching her denim jacket as she pressed Nancy’s body impossibly close to her. Nancy wasn’t sure when these long and surprisingly intimate hugs that brought unmeasurable relief and comfort between them had become a thing, but she wasn’t complaining in the slightest. She finally felt like she was in the right place.

[xx0yeet-everything0xx]

3, 6 and 11 for the wip ask game?

ok!!! so, i have many wips but i'll go with one which is basically jercy in tartarus (i'm on my 4th chapter draft and have already hit 15K words LMAO yes i am unnecessarily proud of this)

3: Who's your favorite character for this chapter/fic?

okay, so i love both jason and percy but... overall fic: jason, because i'm kind of obsessed with him. but for this chapter, a big fan of percy. probably cause it's in his POV lol.

6: Does this chapter/fic have any twists that you’re proud of?

well, for the fic, idk if its a twist really... but yeah, kind of? i'm probably going to post this fic on ao3 soon so i don't reallyy want to spoil it but lets say i've changed the ENTIRE nyx's mansion of the night thing. like it's still there but very very different hehe

11: What scene are you most hyped for this chapter/fic?

well, in the fic overall i'm thinking of a really good fight scene which is jason vs krios (but like there's obviously more to it), and in this chapter it's this scene where they encounter medusa and like!! percy's dark side is slowly awakening but he sees jason (who WILL also get dark soon enough ofc) and it instantly kind of fades away because its like. hey my best friend (future boyfriend) is safe. he's okay and smiling at me why should i be angry. and its hard to explain but aughhjekurwfsgkfds i'm excited to get to that brainrot part.

anyway, that's it, thanks SM for the ask!! <3<3 :D

[salsflore]

i just woke up fron a nightmare and it was. ahhh usually the “nightmares” i get, aren’t reallyy that scary but this one had me waking up genuinely believing i was going to be the next one to die. of course, only for like 5 seconds loll details under cut

side note: the fact i have to get up again for school later? not helpful T_T this shit is lingering with me. would not recommend 0/10

so the dream was:

i’m casually getting ready for school with a maid? and then i’m playing genshin because “it’s still pretty early anyways” but then all of a sudden i look at the time and omgomgomg i’m gonna be late!! so i’m rushing through the house to get ready n leave

then as we (the maid and i) are about to leave she starts realizing she lost a dearly beloved item and starts to cry. my mom and sister awaken to comfort her, then my brother offers to be the one to walk me downstairs! and then i peek out my unit (this is all happening in some scary ass condo i guess)

and theres this guy just weirdly moving (swaying? slow walking? i don’t know whatever) in a completely covered up, rip off zhongli onesie lol and then he had a sign he was standing next to, which had an arrow that was pointing to the next unit that had an open door

“miss (mandarin teacher’s name) lives here. pay me $2 to hunt her” and i'm weirded out so i turn back and ask my sister to follow me and bring her baseball bat

as we’re about to head to the elevators (he’s in the way) he shows us the offer and when we say no he runs to try and kill us starting with my brother ! and he succeeds with that but then my sister and i manage to run away Barely

for some reason that same fight scene happens again and now he’s contacting me on the hoyolab app?!?£?÷%

i tried to deactivate my hoyolab? but all my “posts” would remain up and then theres just this feeling of “i can’t run from him”

then i woke up lol

[crossnamara]

— the way he touched that dead arm… don’t think that’s hygienic my guy — not the nsfw scene. the way i lowered my volume soo fast omg — "doesn’t this building have a basement?” yeah totally not a suspicious question to ask right off the bat lmfao? — oof. cats hate me too, herbert. it’s okay — “look out!” you little shit. i love him. [stopped writing down things cause i was too immersed] i liked it! though i do have questions/doubts about some things that happened (for example: dr hill putting his head in a tray with blood. don’t think that would do anything cause he can’t circulate the blood and it’s not oxygenated (i think) and other things but it didn't bother me too much) the cliffhanger. </3 i doodled while watching the movie lol. i’m out of practice but here is a little herbert sketch

LITTLE GUYYYY

YEAH ITS REALLYY GOOD

there is a sequel!! (and technically a third but we dont talk about it. it sucks)