#i'm maybe 50% done lord help me

[reedroad]

me writing a new fic and being like "i need to be 90% done before i post anything" is probably crazy person behavior and yet

[balanceoflightanddark]

Monsters We Create Chapter 20 Update

Apologies for the delay. Again. I...broke my foot and it took me a while to get myself together. That and I'm going on vacation to Alaska next weekend so...yeah.

But I do have Chapter 20, which is roughly about 50% done. Maybe. So to hold everyone in the meantime, here's a little snippet of the chapter as a sort of appetizer. Forgive me if it's a little rough.

They walked a good distance away from the war tent. Yet not once did Kori let her guard down. Zuko, Mai, and Ty Lee. Three names she had a lot of good reason to be wary of. One was the Fire Lord, obviously. It wasn’t too long ago when he nearly got Yu Dao destroyed out of his own stupidity. The other two? She could understand Azula being difficult, yet to turn their backs so suddenly and completely was beyond her.

When they came to an abandoned training ground, Zuko turned around. “Alright. We’re here.”

“If you think you can get me to stab a knife in Azula’s back-”

“Listen! I’m not here to talk about Azula. At all. I meant it when I said she’s going around unbound. It’s just…well, you know how she is! I can’t trust her with all these rogue armies running around. Somebody’s got to keep tabs on her,” Zuko explained.

“Besides, we’ve got Mai here if Azula needs some knives thrown at - OW!” Ty Lee rubbed her arm after Mai gave her a swift and rather hard elbow.

Zuko simply sighed from their little spat. “The point is, if you can keep Azula in check, that’s great. I only have the guards there so it can keep those generals off my back. And hers. They wanted her thrown back into that asylum.”

“You could’ve just told her that, but whatever,” Kori muttered. It amazed her. He says that he wants to do good, but then has some secret or leaves some lasting remark that invalidates it. No wonder he and Azula were so dysfunctional. Seemed like the only way they could even interact was through backstabbing, betrayals, and fighting. If this was what they were like when they were allies, she didn’t want to see how they were when the pleasantries failed and fire was being thrown.

Agni help her no fire was thrown today yet. She certainly didn’t see it in the Fire Lord’s eyes right now. They were…well, dull. His shoulders were a bit slumped. It was as if he aged a few years in the span of a few days.

“Can we forget Azula for a few minutes? It’s not why I called you out here.” Zuko swallowed as he collected himself. “I know you’re part of that movement the assassination attempt came from. Your father talked quite a bit about what you’ve been up to.”

“I assure you, our movement was to protest and prevent innocents from being harassed by Fire Nation guards! None of us had any intention of murdering anybody!” Kori still couldn’t believe it. Who’d be stupid enough to make an attempt on the Fire Lord’s life? She wasn’t a fan of his either, but nothing he did indicated he was personally overseeing what was going on in Yu Dao. A bit ignorant and heavy handed, but not responsible. It’s one thing if he stepped in personally and started threatening people.

Yet an attempt at his life without any solid reason for? That was inviting for the army to come in and stomp on their movement. Who knew how many civilians would be caught in such an escalation?

“I know. It’s why I want you to look into it.”

Kori, out of surprise or bafflement, let Zuko continue. “I get it. The Fire Nation hasn’t done Yu Dao much good. I’d even wager you and your people have done more for the benefit of this city in a few months than my country has for over a hundred years.” His eyes went downward for a moment, as he swallowed a lump in his throat.

Yet it only lasted for a moment before he took another breath. “Figure out what’s going on and who sent that kill order. I’ll do things on my end with the assassin. Maybe together we can bring whoever did this to justice.”

The rebel wasn’t sure what to say. It sounded too good to be true. Indeed, after running his proposal through her head, she saw the problem. “I appreciate the offer, Fire Lord. But as long as that captain and his thugs roam the streets, there’s only going to be more violence. Whoever’s doing this wouldn’t be able to get away with it if the guards didn’t build this pyre of theirs.”

“They will be brought to justice,” Zuko responded. “I’m going to try and override this curfew and get a tighter leash on the officers. If you can work on your end and help me bring this mastermind down, that’ll give them less incentive to crack down on your people.”

When he ended, he once again remained silent and waited for her response. Mai and Ty Lee stood on the sidelines watching the whole thing, giving Kori more eyes that were on her. Truth be told, she still couldn’t trust him. Who could? Everyone said he had the hallmarks of his father right down to how he ascended to the throne. And who could say they bring peace when they wear a crown drenched in blood.

Yet he didn’t wear the crown now. No grandeur. Nothing. He was baring his true intentions out to her. If nothing else, she could trust that. “Alright. All I can say is there might be some Fiery Raptors within their ranks.”

Ty Lee snorted. “Of course, Azula would pull something like that.”

“It’s not what you think,” Kori interrupted, making sure they all had her attention. “I wanted some people to back us up in the protests in case things got violent. She offered to have some of her men to back us up and I said yes.”

“Can’t say I blame you there. You go up against soldiers, you’re going to need some muscle.”

“Who’s side are you on?!” Ty Lee yelled at Mai, her frustration with her reaching a boiling point.

The emotionless girl just gave a noncommittal shrug. “I’m just saying it as it is. From what I’ve heard, the Mayor hasn’t exactly done a good job of keeping the peace on his end. Can’t blame Azula for taking advantage of something that was already there. We certainly did.” Ty Lee promptly shut up from Mai’s assessment, looking a bit downcast herself.

Kori also had a harsh truth slapped in her face. Her father. Mayor Morishita, the one most responsible for Yu Dao’s woes. He’s the one who ultimately had control of the garrison and determined who was in charge. If it weren’t for him, that captain and his goons probably wouldn’t be able to run rampant and bully the citizens into submission.

Still, it was a hard truth to swallow. Needless to say, his actions were part of the reason her mother left a long time ago. True, she made her peace with it when she saw what her father’s cronies were willing to do. Yet it still hurt too much to ignore.

Something that Zuko noticed. “You know your father’s going to have to go on trial for what he’s done. Right?”

Forcing down her queasiness, Kori crossed her arms and tried not to look like she was hugging herself. “I understand.”

“Good.” Then, the Fire Lord did something rather unexpected. He walked up and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. It was…surprisingly warm. Kori wasn’t sure what to make of it before she saw the scar on his face. Seemed as though she wasn’t the only one who had issues with her parents.

A similar story was told with Mai and Ty Lee, who gazed at her with soft eyes. Kori wondered: what was it about the Fire Nation that equaled parental issues? She had her father. The girls had their parents. Agni help Azula and Zuko for getting stuck with Ozai as a father.

Azula.

“Before I agree to this, there’s something you need to promise me,” Kori declared.

Zuko looked a bit surprised but then gave an uneasy nod. Having got his attention, the rebel dropped the ultimatum. “Give Azula a chance. Stop treating her like she’s the worst thing in the world. And stop treating her like a bomb about to go off.”

“...you know I can’t do that,” he admitted with pain in his voice.

Yet Kori stood her ground. “Nobody’s asking you to forget. I’m simply stating that if you want this thing to work out, you need to uphold your end. That means no threats. No harassments. No lies. And no dangling her over a cliff. Got it?”

He shuddered when she threw out that last demand, but that didn’t soften her glare. Especially when she saw Mai and Ty Lee paralyzed in shock. Oh yeah. Azula told her about his little stunt that almost got him killed. She didn’t care if it was a low blow or not. If it meant he wouldn’t pull the same garbage twice, then so much is the better.

As for Zuko, he didn’t say anything for white seemed like an eternity. Then he gave a defeated nod and said, “Alright. As long as she isn’t a problem.”

Satisfied, Kori turned to rejoin her friends. Since that’s what friends do after all. Though not before she said one last thing. “I do mean it. You try anything without any incentive…just remember what happened with Godzilla. It won’t end well.”

And so she left, leaving the trio behind. Truth be told, she didn’t enjoy having to lay out the cold truth. Yet Zuko struck her as somebody who needed to be slapped in the face and have a rock hammering into his skull in order to get the point across. Agni knows how many of those blockheads she had to put up with growing up.

Mentally she kicked herself for having to go from one blockhead to ANOTHER blockhead. If there was one thing Azula and her brother had in common, it was digging in and covering their ears when they didn’t want whatever ideas they had in their head to be challenged. Sort of made things a bit depressing that it took a kaiju of all things to get them to cooperate.

Let’s just hope they haven’t killed each other by the end of this, Kori prayed.

[spamtoon]

DCRC Week 8. In week 10.

This is normal at this point, but this time I have an excuse for being late! Vacation! But everybody else is taking naps so like come on now's the perfect time to read Dangerous Disguise by Carl Barks, obviously. Oh wait hold on let me get on Club Pengui.n

First thought I like how they phrased it that the only reason he'd send them on a vacation is if he NEEDED them out of duckburg at the moment. alright donald your bad luck is only going to make things worse here lets get you and the boys out on holiday. Here, go ruin the mediteranian

im so mad i just like. looked down a textbox and thats literally what donald confirms help

Okay there we go I'm in now we can REALLY read this story, which I've heard is generally bonkers but I'm unaware of the extent

Lord the humans are uncanny. by now i've gotten used to some of the basically humans with dog noses but these are just. kinda humans. 50s comic style humans yes but they're sitll humans

i love how the triplets' gut reactions to remembering that spies exist is accusing every single person around them of being a spy. shoutout to that guy with a long beard though he's just here to have a good time

needed to include the picture actually. he deserves to stand on the shore and gaze wistfully into the ocean

no don't worry guys donald flirting with real human woman is par for the course right now. for context i just came back from gran fiesta tour featuring the three cabs, a ride where like the movie donald goes after real human women

it might be cliche but madame triple x might just slap as a spy name. i thought about a certain friend's certain duck oc for a split second. you know the one

i like how the spy and the counter spy are complimentary colors. donald just sees a man shaking at the thought of a lady and he's like ok. i get it you don't even wanna deal with this right now

i know this joke has been done to death but the fact they all have the same gun got a good chuckle out of me

what if i started using this as a reaction image. maybe not because of the me but oo la la and that pose is speaking to me right now

chiliburgeria. chiliburgers probably are a thing but i've never exactly thought about one actively before

tied with beard guy this is the best background character

THEY JUST KILLED A GUY OKAY we're not even that many pages in and the triplets have already killed a guy that they don't even know--that guy could have been working for the US government and they would have absolutely no idea because you literally cannot tell

donald just got a power rush after killing the guy he's like HELL YEAH . im a REAL SPY NOW no you're not

this guy's fit slaps. i like to think the nevermind in his declaration speech means that he un-countered at some point. a rogue counterspy that decided to counterspy for a different spy organization.

donald's fucking luck i'm giggling so much in public i'm so. this comic is great i think i needed a dumb fun read today

IM SO MAD great excuse to save him. labor unions saved donald duck everybody

the way the stakes are escalating in these old cartoons i just. taking a concept and running with it

IM SO MAD the way donald is like "my bad luck! when are you gonna kick in!" and the universe was just like "lmao time to spend your vacation fighting a bull"

THE VERY SMALL PANEL everyone is utilizing the very small panel but its. the single best part of the comic they're so little. they're so teeny. carl barks knew it. the secret secret service. i'm so. this comic got my grandparent to ask me what i was laughing at so that's a really big compliemnt. im excited to read more of these random little duck stories in the future

[sneverussape]

For the asks :33 some fun ones and a lot of angsty ones. As always, feel free to skip if this is too many!

8, 9, 10, 13, 16, 33, 36, 41, 50

u know for whom :3

ah my friend you do me a great favor by asking for angst specifically XD i shall do my best to deliver!

8. Unpopular opinion about them

in the same way that people love to argue that lily was such a 'bad friend' to severus, severus also could have been equally toxic for lily. she was right to break off the friendship if she had felt unsafe. she was right to have set up boundaries to protect herself. she was not responsible for severus or for his happiness and ending their friendship could have been the healthiest way to move forward.

i'm also on team average!height snape (6ft is the tallest i will accept as his height but he's so willowy it doesn't really make him look formidable). compared to his da, he's pretty much a runt.

9. Scene that first made me love (or hate) the character

already answered here!

10. Best moment on screen (or in the book)

ooooh i have several favorites in the books, but one is this scene:

“That is just as well, Potter,” said Snape coldly, “because you are neither special nor important, and it is not up to you to find out what the Dark Lord is saying to his Death Eaters.” “No — that’s your job, isn’t it?” Harry shot at him. He had not meant to say it; it had burst out of him in temper. For a long moment they stared at each other, Harry convinced he had gone too far. But there was a curious, almost satisfied expression on Snape’s face when he answered. “Yes, Potter,” he said, his eyes glinting. “That is my job.”

i like it because it cements him as one who truly understands and accepts his responsibility that he is the adult in the situation and they're supposed to be doing the hard work, not the children. there's also a sliver of trust between him and harry in this scene that rarely shows itself: harry has just practically outed him as a spy, but he stays calm about it and merely acknowledges it. a begrudging sort of respect has started to form between the two shown by how, even though severus insults harry at the onset, he also allows harry to acknowledge the reality of their situation by letting him freely say what he did with none of the usual repercussions. the 'almost satisfied' expression was my undoing. you can say severus was almost proud.

it's rare that an adult actually treated the kids the same way snape did in this instance. they (dumbledore, the weasleys, mcgonagall, etc) always vacillated between treating them like babies by not allowing them to know of any sort of information, or cutting them loose to let them fend for themselves. you can tell snape didn't want them to fend for themselves. he wanted to help, and proved it by doing everything in his power to lead the kids to the next step of their mission.

13. Dumbest thing they’ve ever done

i know i wrote about the hippogriff scene based on canon events but as an hc...i'd say the dumbest thing he's ever done was provoking local cokeworth hooligans to a brawl when he was younger, on one of those days that he desperately needed to feel something after the falling out with lily. it's not that he didn't know how to fight back with his fists; he did, but he had also deliberately picked a gang of 4 (and wasn't that familiar) probably just to prove to himself that he could take them on. he was sorely mistaken in that regard. his parents had been apoplectic with rage and mam spent a good bit of that week's earnings on potions ingredients so she could brew him bruise balm and blood replenishers. taking him to st. mungo's would have raised ministry alarms for wizard endangerment and none of them wanted that. da kept trying to get him to tell him the boys' names but severus kept his silence. it didn't matter anyway.

16. Deepest darkest secret they won’t even admit to themselves

hmm. maybe that there were times when he did enjoy the surge of power that came with being a death eater. he didn't like acknowledging it because he was deeply uncomfortable with the notion that he truly was the sadist many of the children saw him as.

also that petunia was a pretty bird, especially when she was a teenager while he and lily had still been children, but that's something he had buried deep in his unconscious mind, way before it was even a coherent thought.

33. Something guaranteed to make them cry

old muggles who were homeless or begging on the streets.

mr. khatry's red curry.

his students' atrocious spelling and writing. (dumbledore really should overhaul the curriculum to include english reading and writing classes for these miscreants; he spends far too much time teaching the little fools basic syntax and grammar when he could be focusing on the actual subject matter).

36. Their favorite season

summer! not only are there no classes but he deeply enjoys how long and languid days the days are. it's also the time of the year when he spends the most time out in the sun since he has to help with the upkeep of his neighbors' homes. this always results in him getting a bit of a tan that's made all the more evident when he troops back to the castle. minerva teases him mercilessly for it and he always lies and says he got it vacationing in pompeii or alexandria or some other exotic location. minerva doesn't believe a word of it but enjoys their little game and always asks him for stories about his travels which he embellishes with ridiculous details.

there's also a single week in the summer when time seems to stand still and the air seems breathless and the ghosts of his childhood seem to hold out their phantom hands out to him. he disappears for hours on end on those days, and no one dares to ask where he's going or where he's been. he always comes back at the end of the day, rumpled and slightly disheveled, with his head hung low. the neighbors know well enough to keep their distance on those days, and collectively breathe a sigh of relief when the winds turn once the week is done and severus is back to his acerbic self.

41. If they could have lunch with anyone in the world (living or dead, from any fictional universe or the real world), who would it be?

this is a good question! knowing severus and his incessant thirst for knowledge, he'd probably choose someone he could learn from, like merlin. lunch would be spent not eating but for learning and experimentation. other viable choices would probably be alan turing, charles darwin, and salazar slytherin.

50. A memory they’ve blocked out

i've written a piece about this before that i never published. instead of one, i'll give you four memories straight from that piece :)) they revolve around the breaking down of his and tobias' relationship.

--

cw corporal punishment by parent (switching)

excerpt from In the House of My Father (unpublished):

—

“Da!”

The first memory: he was six years old and clattering down the stairs just as his father opened the door. Tobias was large and took up the entire frame of the entryway. He easily picked Severus up as he came running, then swiftly moved him onto his shoulders, securing the boy’s balance by placing his hands behind his back for support.

“’Ere’s me lad!” his father shouted, his voice booming in the tiny hallway. “The tallest boy in the world!”

“Aye!”

“Wipe your shoes before you come in, Tobias, I won’t have you messing up the floor I just cleaned, you hear me now?” Eileen’s voice could be heard from the kitchen, strained with tight annoyance. “And wash your hands before you come for supper. Bring your son with you.”

Your son. Severus felt a burst of pride at that label. Of course he was his father’s son. Who else would he be?

“Ye hungry, lad?” His father asked, peering up at him.

“Starvin’, Da.”

“Ye’r sayin’ grace tonight, ye hear? Can yer remember them all? Them’s big words.”

���’Course!” He had spent most of the day committing to memory the short prayer Da usually had them utter before meals, no matter how meager. Tobias agreeing for him to say them that night was the proudest moment of his young life. He was not going to let his Da down.

“Tha’s a good lad.”

--

The second memory: him at eight in front of the mirror as Eileen brushed out the tangles in his hair. He was wearing his best shirt, the white one with the crisp collar, and trousers his Mam had freshly ironed, the one that had nearly no patches. These were his Sunday clothes, and he secretly looked forward to wearing them after a whole week of wearing the ill-fitting outfits he had to endure on other days.

Eileen stood behind him, gentle in her ministrations as her long smooth fingers ran down his scalp.

“Won’t you come, Mam?” Severus asked, although this was an argument they always had and the answer was always the same. It never deterred his determination, however.

“No, Severus,” came the predictable reply.  

“But why?” He couldn’t help his statement from curling into a whine. “Yer already missed my Holy Communion!”

“We’ve discussed this before. I never perceived you a dense child.” Eileen raised an eyebrow at him in challenge and Severus huffed. “Do stop.”

“It’s just Mass, Mam. Fr. Delaney says—”

“This is something between you and your father and I cannot join, Severus.”

“But you’re married!”

“It is allowed for us to be so. That’s hardly the point.”

Severus crossed his arms. “All yer havta do is sit there and copy what Da and I are doin’…”

“Severus.” Eileen sighed. “It’s not the same. I do not belong to that group. I do not share the same beliefs.”

“Oh? Is it the same as Da not bein’ able to do mag—ow!”

To his surprise, Eileen’s grip on him tightened and he was wrenched sideways to look up at his mother. Her eyes, which were usually dark and emotionless, were suddenly clouded. The breath she released was a tremble. Severus stared back at her, confused.

“Mam? Are you…”

“Severus, you must never mention magic in front of your father.” Her voice had dropped to a harsh whisper, and her nails were digging into his shoulder. He winced. “We’ve discussed this before! Do you want all your magic to be taken away? Do you want us to be taken away?”

Severus shook his head, suddenly unnerved by the change in his mother. “N-no. Never, Mam,” he whispered.

“Good.” Her grip on him loosened, but only by a fraction. “I do not want to discuss this again, do you understand? Or I will leave you here alone, Severus. I swear it. No more of this talk.”

“Y-yes, Mam.”

--

The third memory: The first time he had done accidental magic that he could remember was as he watched his father make his way down the icy steps of their home on the way to work. He didn’t know how old he was. But Tobias had slipped, his boots suddenly unable to keep his balance, and all of a sudden, he was tumbling headfirst onto the street, seconds away from cracking his head on the frozen pavement—

Severus raised his hands instinctively and his father’s form hung suspended in the air as though he was held back by an invisible force. Moments later, he crashed down, face first, but this time he had had enough time to shield himself with his arms. The commotion was loud enough to alert his mother, who rushed out of the kitchen and into the cold to see what had happened.

“Tobias!”

“It was angels, ‘Leen! I swear to Christ, the hand of God jus’ saved me!”

--

The fourth memory: Spare the rod, spoil the child.

“Bend over.”

Severus was ten. There was a scorch mark near the wall where the fire in the grate had flared up with his accidental magic. His father had not seen, but he had heard the argument that had taken place between Severus and Eileen. He had heard his son’s raised voice and had immediately appeared, switch in hand.

“Bend over now, Severus!” Severus bent over. Five strikes against his bare bottom made him howl in pain, and he had not hated his father any more than that moment.

--

and that's it! i never finished this piece hehehe. but i thought it was appropriate because he starts remembering these as he lay dying in the shrieking shack. :3

[pjunicornart]

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Lesson 20.5

Author's Note: So, season two. A great follow up to season one as far as I am concerned. However, there is one issue that I have with the original version, which is that Diavolo (and to a lesser extent Solomon) keeps very important information away from MC until the last possible second. For those who have gone through the season, you'll know what I'm talking about.

So, the reason for this "half-lesson" is so that I can resolve this issue that I have with the original season. Obviously, you do not have to accept this into your personal canon if you don't want to.

With that out of the way, the half-lesson is below the cut.

Diavolo

It's been a rather boring day. There's been so much paperwork that has needed my attention that Barbatos has practically chained me to my office chair so that I can complete it in a timely fashion. Don't worry; I told him to do everything in his power to make sure I didn't get distracted. Plus, he has provided food and drink at reasonable intervals, and he has instructed me to stretch every so often.

So, when Barbatos enters my office, I think nothing of it. However, that changes quickly when he states,

"My lord, you might want to hear this." Before I have a chance to reply, he pulls out his D.D.D. and taps his screen a few times. Once he's done, a voice message begins playing.

Hi, Barbatos. This is MC. I'm not sure if you'll get this message, given that I'm in an entirely different realm, but if you do, please call me back as soon as possible. There are catastrophic things happening in the human world, and I think I might be causing them.

"I take it that MC trumps paperwork?" I ask. Barbatos nods his head. Wordlessly, he taps his screen a couple more times, and soon I can hear ringing emanating from the phone.

"Would it be offensive for me to say 'thank god'?" MC asks from the other end of the line.

"Not in this context, no," Barbatos answers. "You are on speaker."

"Who's with you?"

"I am," I respond. "Barbatos and I are in my office."

"I see," MC replies. "I know you and I aren't exactly on the best of terms, but I really need your help. I figured you were busy, hence why I called Barbatos."

"Just doing paperwork. So, what exactly is going on?" MC sighs.

"I've been having nightmares. They don't allow me to get much rest. I feel like a zombie."

"What are they about?" Barbatos asks.

"I don't know for sure, since I'm not able to see much other than bright flashes of light. I always end up feeling enraged during these nightmares, and there's a lot of yelling that occurs."

"That doesn't sound pleasant," I tell MC.

"At first, I thought that maybe it was a side effect of medicine I've been taking, but then I've noticed a pattern. There's been an increase of natural disasters that have occurred in the human world. On the days that those disasters get reported, I've had that nightmare the previous night."

"Forgive me for saying this, MC, but that could just be coincidence," Barbatos states.

"Not when it's happened over 50 times. I've kept track. I have three notebooks full."

"Of just events in the human world?"

"Not exactly. There's plenty of nights that I've had that exact dream, but nothing gets reported. So, initially I had your reaction, but then I realized that there are two other realms that could be affected as well." Barbatos and I exchange glances. There has been an uptick in unexplained phenomena that has been occurring in the Devildom recently. In fact, that's what a fair chunk of this paperwork is about.

"Do you have those notebooks near you?" I ask.

"Yes."

"Do you have dates written down?"

"Yes."

"Excellent. I'm going to give you some dates, and I want you to tell me if they're in your notebook. Are you ready?"

"Yes."

"Februrary seventh." Paper rustling.

"Yes."

"March twenty-sixth."

"Yes."

"April twelfth."

"Yes." Barbatos' eyes widen, which concerns me. He's usually the more composed one.

"September first." More paper rustling.

"Yes."

"October eighteenth."

"Yes."

"Okay." I pause, unsure how to proceed. "MC, this is serious." Several seconds of silence.

"Alright," MC finally responds. It almost sounds like they're trying not to cry. "I see. Well." More silence. "I know that Devildom history is much better documented than what's up here, so maybe either one of you can tell me if there's ever been someone like me before."

"No," Barbatos quickly answers. "Humans have had connections with angels and demons for millennia, but those connections have always been separate until now. If a human is involved with angels, then they don't mix with demons, and vise versa. You are the only one that I'm aware of that has both angel and demon marks on your body. That's the first thing that sets you apart.

"The second thing is the source of your pact marks. There have certainly been humans that have pacts with a lot more demons than you, but usually those pacts are with lower level demons. If they do have pacts with demons in our position, it's usually with one or two. Three's usually a stretch, but it has happened. In those situations, however, the human doesn't survive much past the date that the third pact is made. Their body is simply too weak to handle that much power.

"Before you, the only human that I thought might have been able to survive that many pacts would be Solomon, but everyone else has their reservations, hence why he only has two pacts with higher-level demons: myself and Asmodeus.

"You are the first human in our history that has pacts with all seven Avatars, and you've managed to remain intact. That suggests an immense amount of power that has never been documented in a human before. You could very well be creating an instability in the fabric of the universe that is causing these things to happen."

"Thanks, Barbatos," MC snidely remarks.

"I apologize," I tell MC. "Barbatos can be rather blunt at times." I briefly pause. "Here's what we'll do: I'll have Barbatos reach out to Solomon and tell him to pick you up. Your first stop will actually be to the Celestial Realm to investigate if similar events are occuring up there that are happening in our realms and that match any of your missing dates."

"And how exactly are we going to get up there?"

"Simeon. I leave that responsibility to Solomon. He should be smart enough to know that he needs to talk to him first. The three of you will probably rendezvous somewhere close to you."

"What about Luke? When he finds out that Simeon is meeting up with me, he'll want to tag along."

"Leave that to Simeon. He's basically the boy's guardian; I'm sure he'll come up with a reasonable story."

"True. So, I'm assuming we're going to the Devildom once we're done in the Celestial Realm?"

"Yes. All four of you. It'll raise less suspicion. We'll figure out our next steps once you arrive."

"Please don't tell the brothers about this," MC instructs. "It'll only make things worse."

"You have my word."

[s0ulsniper]

Requests !!

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For all of my fanfictions all of these I state can be requested.

- one piece (live action characters until I finish the anime)

- spiderverse (literally anyone)

- deathgasm

- metal lords

- Scream (any except for 5&6, will add when I've watched them Ó⁠╭⁠╮⁠Ò)

- The umbrella academy (+cast)

- Marvel (most characters to an extent.)

-Wednesday (+cast, characters mostly only the students.)

-TMNT (please tell me which version)

-Avatar the last Airbender

-Albert aretz (Flamingo)

-Criminal minds (maybe cast also, depends on who.)

-Haikyuu (almost everyone.)

-Guns n roses, Metallica, Megadeth.

-Your boyfriend / girlfriend / crush.

-Death note (almost everyone)

-Moon knight (+Oscar Issac if just saying marvel wasn't enough to so specify) 

-Arcane (almost everyone)

-Hunter x hunter

-Cobra Kai (modern and old.)

-Gotham

Please tell me if there are people you would like but you don't see on the list ! I'm sure I was stupid and forgot a couple, but I'll try to get everyone.

If you would like me to add any more prompts, please comment.

‼️ You do not need to use the prompts to request! But please at least give a brief description of what you want. ‼️

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PROMPTS:

1.) "I will never stop protecting you"

2.) "It's so hard to sit here close to you and not kiss you."

3.) "I can braid your hair for you- I mean only if you want to."

4.) "Dance with me, please?"

5.) "How mad would you be if I kissed you right now?"

6.) "You are worth waiting for. So when you're ready, I'll be here."

7.)"I promised I'd love you forever, and that is a promise I intend to keep."

8.)"If there was anybody meant for me, it's you."

9.) "Close your eyes and hold out your hands."

10.) "Did you just tell the person I was gonna go out with that were dating?"

11.) "You got me breakfast?" "Well you said you always forgot to eat before work so I thought I'd make sure you ate something."

12.) "No no– it's alright, come here."

13.) "What? Does that feel good?"

14.) "Nope, I'm not letting you go. It's too early to get out of bed."

15.) "Your hair is so soft…"

16.) "C'mere, you can sit on my lap until I'm done working."

17.) "It's too cold ! Come back !"

18.) "I'm not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention."

19.) "Shh, you're safe. I won't ever let you go."

20.) "Just pretend to be my date."

21.) "I think I'm in love with you and I'm terrified."

22.) "It's not a double date, we're just third and fourth-wheeling."

23.) "Close the door."

24.) "You're never going to let that go, are you?"

25.) "Watch me."

26.) "We could get arrested for this."

27.) "Why are you helping me?"

28.) "I thought you were dead."

29.) "If I could, I would kiss away all your scars."

30.)"Mmm. You're warm."

31.) "I think I might be falling in love with you."

32.) "You're so cute when you're half asleep like this."

33.) "Shh… it was just a bad dream. None of it was real, I'm here with you."

34.) "No, you can't get up! You're my prisoner for today."

35.) "It's not bad to cry, in fact I think that makes the person stronger."

36.) "Touch them, and you're dead."

37.) "Put the knife down, I'm not going to hurt you."

38.)"We're not alone."

39.) "Keep your eyes closed and don't make a sound."

40.) "How many times have I told you already? Sit still !"

41.) "Is that my shirt?"

42.) "Is that a drawing of me?"

43.) "Quick, kiss me!"

44.) "They're not you."

45.) "You look better in my clothes than I do."

46.) "You sure you wanna do this?"

47.) "We can take things slow."

48.) "I'm gonna remember this for a while."

49.) "You're doing so good."

50.) "Do you wanna make out?"

51.) "Teach me how to do it."

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[litcityblues]

Let's Talk About The Hobbit Trilogy

I must be feeling more generous in my old age, because I watched Star Trek Into Darkness again and that was a lot better than I remember it being and then, for reasons unknown to me I got it into my head to sit down and watch The Hobbit Trilogy again and my heart, which had been hardened against these films for years now, unthawed... a little bit.

I mean, we first have to give flowers where they're due: is there anybody on the internet that can take these films apart better than Lindsay Ellis has already done? If you're reading this, you've probably seen her videos at some point, but if you haven't here's part one and part two.

But back to me and my hardened heart: I have always hated the fact that they took The Hobbit (a relatively short book) and tried to milk it to death into three separate films. I felt it was a money grab by the studio and had a vague inkling of some sort of rights dispute being involved between studios somehow, but it felt silly. The Lord of the Rings was three separate books. Making that into a trilogy made sense. This did not. I felt it should have been one, really excellent movie- maybe, maaaaaaybe two, and honestly, I watched the first one (An Unexpected Journey) in the theaters and didn't bother to go back and watch the other two.

So, I sat down and I watched them again. Not all in a row, mind you because I'm not that much of a Tolkien superfan, but I made my way through them again, and here's what I think:

An Unexpected Journey might be the best film of the three. It's a genuinely good film and I feel like it hews the closest to the source material. The film opens with a little bit of backstory: the Dwarf King Thror brought prosperity for the dwarves of the Lonely Mountain and the men who lived in the nearby town of Dale. But too much gold attracted the attention of the dragon, Smaug (Benedict Cumberbatch) who swooped down with fire and fury and drove the dwarves from the mountain to claim the treasure for himself. The Dwarves flee and Thorin (Richard Armitage) sees King Thranduil (Lee Pace) and the Wood Elves standing by and doing nothing to help- somewhat understandably, Thorn develops a hatred of elves as a result.

That backstory aside, we flash forward to where 50-year-old Bilbo Baggins (Martin Freeman) is recruited by Gandalf (Ian McKellan) to first host a dinner for Thorin and his company of dwarves and then be their burglar.

At this point, I am so far, so good with everything. The backstory works, recruiting Bilbo works. The Dwarven Dirge at the end of the dinner works. 'Chip the glasses, crack the plates, that's what Bilbo Baggins hates' is *chef's kiss* straight from the book. Love it.

Even the rest of this movie works pretty well. Yes, they have a detour to Rivendell (have to work Christopher Lee, Hugo Weaving, and Cate Blanchett into the story somehow, after all) and I'm not huge into the Dol Guldur subplot, but it is a legitimate subplot so I can't argue about it too much. The Goblins in the Misty Mountains, finding the ring, it all is great! I love it. Even the way this one ends, with them catching sight of the Lonely Mountain for the first time is just about perfect.

The next movie, The Desolation of Smaug isn't all that bad either. We get Beorn (Mikael Persbrandt), the spiders, and the Sylvan Kingdom. Legolas is back! (Orlando Bloom) and he's got a super cool Lady Friend, Tauriel (Evangeline Lilly). I think this is where it starts to go off the rails a bit for me-- not because I object to Tauriel as a character it's just that she deserves better. I get that these films are largely a sausage-fest. Honestly, apart from Galadriel and a few women from Lake-Town who have speaking parts that's about the size of the female presence in the movie. That is accurate to the source material, but we've got to be honest here: these movies aren't passing the Bechdel Test.

I think that's the crux of it for me. Tauriel feels like a character somebody in the studio thought should be shoe-horned in there. There's no Arwen/Aragorn romance in these books, so shoe-horn her in there and give her a love interest- in this case Kili (Aidan Turner.) Going to the character's Wikipedia page, we find: "The character does not appear in the original novel, but was created by Peter Jackson, Philippa Boyens, and Fran Walsh as an expansion of material adapted from the novel."

I have no idea what that means and I'm not sure they did either. And I know that all of this makes me sound vaguely like a neckbeard incel type, but seriously, watch these movies and tell me you don't agree: Tauriel deserved better.

Laketown/Esgaroth works well. No problems there. We meander about the Dol Guldur subplot a bit and The Necromancer is revealed as Sauron eventually Bilbo and the Dwarves break into the mountain, wake up Smaug, piss him off, and try and use his flames into melting a large gold statue to bury him alive in molten gold but that doesn't work and he flies off to Laketown very angry and ready to destroy the place.

This brings us to the third and final film, The Battle of Five Armies.

This is probably the weakest of the films because it feels like a third act masquerading as a movie. I mean, in one sense it is a third act, but it just simultaneously manages to feel overstuffed and underdone which is a neat trick, I'll grant you.

The biggest disappointment here is the Black Arrow. It wasn't a freakin' artillery bolt in the book! Seriously it's one of the best moments in fantasy literature. Bard is down to his last arrow, draws the Black Arrow and says, 'I hope to heck this works' (only better and more epic and Tokein-esque) and fires it and then the dragon crashes down with fire and destruction and Tolkein drops one of his best lines:

"And that was the end of Smaug and Esgaroth. But not of Bard."

They didn't get this moment right and it remains probably my biggest disappointment with this film trilogy. (Don't get me wrong: I understand why they sized up the arrow, I get all of that, but if there was one moment to go with the book as hard as you possibly can it was here and they didn't do it.)

Armies start gathering. The Elves find out the dragon is gone and head to the mountain, wanting their cut. Bard rallies the survivors of Laketown and heads to the Mountain wanting his cut. Azog and the Orcs are lurking nearby oh and, did I mention that Gandalf escapes from Dol Guldur and Galadriel drives Sauron out?

Then, all semblance of geography and time is cast aside and Gandalf crosses leagues in veritable blinks of the eye to arrive at the Lonely Mountain in time for the battle. (Gandalf also tries his hand at geopolitics by saying a Lonely Mountain dominated by orcs would open the way to the restoration of Angmar? Which if my Middle Earth Geography is correct is on the Shire-side of the Misty Mountain, right? I don't know. It didn't make sense to me.)

Inside The Lonely Mountain, Thorin spends far too much time being gold-sick but eventually recovers his sanity to join the battle.

Dain (Billy Connoly) arrives and he's riding not a warhorse but a War Pig. (Legit amazing casting here and it's delightful.)

Legolas and Tauriel also cast aside geography and time to travel to Mount Gundabad (the other stronghold of the orcs) to find it empty which means Bolg has another force on the way. They also manage to get back in time for the battle.

Then the battle happens. It's Peter Jackson, he's good at this and it... works more or less. It just goes on and on and on and the orcs arrive on wereworms, which seems like a cool and previously unknown method of transportation. Eventually, Thorin and Azog have it out and Thorin is fatally wounded. Kili is killed because Tauriel can't have nice things and deserves better. The Eagles arrive at the very end as they always do and bring Beorn and Radagast to the party and the orcs are all defeated.

The dwarves get their Kingdom back. Bilbo heads home to find that he's been declared dead and his stuff is being auctioned off. Legolas doesn't want to go back home with his Dad, so Thranduil recommends he seek out a range of the north who goes by the name Strider.

And that's more or less that.

Overall, I think the first one is genuinely good. I think the second one is good and I think the third one could have been condensed down or cut out entirely, but some parts were good, and parts that were not so good. I mean, the animated version of The Hobbit from back in the day managed to be one movie, I don't know why this trilogy couldn't have been two. My Grades: An Unexpected Journey *** out of ****, The Desolation of Smaug *** out of ****, The Battle of Five Armies ** out of ****.

[mstexalicious1961]

DOTK

devotion by Kesha Trippett

You can call on the Lord; He will answer you.

"Call upon Me in the day of trouble; I will deliver you, and you will honor Me." Psalm 50:15

Help me, Lord, I did it again! Jesus, help me, the doctor is saying it doesn't look good. Help me, Father, I don't know what to do about my marriage. He says he doesn't want me anymore. Lord, if you don't come through, they're going to take the house! Jesus, help me hear your voice right now! I need your direction! Jesus, they're saying they're going to give my son life in prison. He was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Lord, please show him mercy! Jesus, help me discover my purpose. Jesus, help me feed my children. Bless me with a good job. Jesus, help me with this addiction. Take it away. Help me forgive. Jesus, help me!

Even if we've been saved for one day, we've all prayed a prayer of desperation needing God to help us. Some people don't answer the phone when we call. Maybe we've called on them too many times, and to them, we always need something. But God. Aren't you glad He's not like man? When we call on Him, He answers us with His divine rescue, with a truth that dismantles every lie of the enemy, with a peace that calms us, and a compassion that is unfailing. He says, call upon me, and I will deliver you.

No matter the trouble we find ourselves in, God promises to deliver us. To deliver is to rescue. It is to pull us up and out of the trouble we find ourselves in and bless you with a powerful testimony. He will deliver you from all trouble, my sister. All trouble. You will give Him all of the glory because you know only He could have done it!

Prayer: Thank you, Father, for being so faithful. You are true, and I love you. When I call on you, you answer me without fail. Maybe not always with the answer I want, but you give me the wisdom I need whenever I'm in trouble. Thank you for delivering me out of every distressing situation. Help me continue to call on you. You care for me deeply. In Jesus' name, Amen.

[herdeardiaryy]

This month gave me a lot of emotions, most of it are pressures and self-doubt. Living outside my box is never easy, you really have to put yourself up by your own, you learn more of self-control, and pretend that everything's okay.

Last week, I have fall on myself. I was getting ready for work, putting my sunscreen on, while doing it, I didn't control my own feelings and started to cry. My work is not that easy to take, and I was the one who has the strong hand to take it, not knowing how this field gets really messy, I have my supervisors and managers but they don't support me, I have kababayans who used to be my sister's colleague but they treat me like a stranger and get laughed at, I have a boss who gave me a project for 5 branches and every department report that should be done in a month, and decided to make it 2 weeks. All of these scenarios in a week. I released it all while putting on my sunscreen.

Sometimes you don't really control your feelings when it needed to be released. It's just blew off.

But still, I am really thankful to God, for giving me this kind of strength to face everything. I know I can't do it without Him, protecting me. If I'm doing it alone, maybe I cut off again my wrist to disappear, because I was like this before. I cut and cut until I can feel the numbness, addiction, and satisfaction while hurting myself.

That week is not yet done, I still have days before my due date but I surrender everything to Him. As a person, I cannot do it, I admit it. But with Him, I have the confidence, even if I ended up being a disappointment or being yelled, I have no fear and regrets, because I know I did my very best, working more than 50 hours per week, I think I'm worth it. By the way, my salary is lower than the basic salary for my position.

I am writing this as a remembrance of myself going through the worst part of my life living in another country, alone (physically). And with the help of my God, my Savior, I believe I can do it. I will be fine, He will make me fine, He will make me strong.

I have my goals in life, lots of goals, but without these challenges on my road, I would be bored. And thank God I'm doing it with Him. Even in my darkest hour, God is here beside me. Thank you so much, Lord.

[guadalupehesus]

Dear Harry,

Every time you and Meghan decide to have a baby, she steals my reproductive energy from my womb. It breaks me down a lot as a woman. Meghan has made me her cash cow. She sucks out of me the living force that gives youth, marriage, children, money, friends, etc. Do you naively believe that your wife is young at 50 thanks to beauticians and American black democracy? Harry, when a woman escorts for a long time, she doesn't smell like a rose. Meghan's beauty is the result of stealing energy from a moral woman. But I'm not her only victim. Meghan turned my fate, yours, Samantha's, humanity's fate in a different direction. Satanic Direction.

I say it, because I heard Meghan wants to have a third baby. Harry, every breath of your children, who should not have been on Earth if not for the satanic ritual, sucks out the life of my children. Stop it! Please! 😥😭

Who the hell are you, fucking Satanists, to feed on my uterus?! I beg for the fifth year not to make a victim out of me and my children. And you don't give a shit, Harry. You know what I feel when I see how Meghan built her family happiness on my reproductive energy? You gave birth to children, making me barren! In addition, she stole my money, fame, and I live in poverty! Damn you and your family if you made me beg for five years to stop stealing energy from my long-suffering ancestral home! By the way, for the same reason, I put a curse on Putin's offsprings. You know, looking at the Jews, you, Meghan, Putin, Kyrgyz Gov., I begin to lose confidence in the justice of Allah. Stealing happiness, you have gone far.

But if (!) only the Lord helped me to fight the pedophile mafia, I will now pray to Him that He, who is stronger than presidents, millionaires with their sorcerers, will return to me and my family what was stolen. Maybe I will still have time to meet a worthy man and start a family with him. Who said that the world is limited to the cowardly you and sneaky Putin? But the problem is that the energy of my children is in your children, in your wife and in Putin's children. I realized that I was lying to myself that one day Putin will help, Harry will return, but if this is not so, then why should I feed your children with my energy?

With the help of psychics, I could quickly regain my happiness. But the psychic Lazarev, whom I trusted immensely, made it clear that he would not support me in this case. He did this on the principle that if the president of Russia, a Russian, steals energy and blessings from a black woman in the name of the material well-being of Russia and their government, then the end justifies the means. He will never admit it, but Lazarev betrayed Mary Magdalene in a past life. So I have no one left but the Lord.

I'm sorry, but I will demand compensation and satisfaction during prayer. I let you go, although it should have been done when you left me in the hands of pedophiles and demanded the tiara of the Romanovs for your escort girl. It hurts me so much, Harry: while the men of the 21st century are saturated with betrayal, cowardice and greed, immoral escort girls, conjuring on rivals and sisters, enjoy the love of the people only on the grounds that she can talk beautifully about American black democracy. And behold, your whife is idolized as if she were the Mother or Bride of Christ!

Asel

[itcantbe]

How many fics and what fandoms 16! (including individual chapters of "The Legend of Kink") Mostly Zelda, but I wrote three for Spy x Family and one for Barbarities.

Favorite fic you wrote Hands down "If Wishes Were Fishes." I had so much fun writing it, and tried so much new stuff as a writer. This is one of those fics that just leapt out of my brain and onto the page, which is always a delightful experience. Runners up are "difficult" (sxf, yuriloid) and "a funny way of showing it" (Barbarities, Gil/Louis) ... maybe because I just wrote it? I dunno.

Favorite fic you read Good lord, how can I choose? I read so, so much this year, and I loved nearly everything I read, but only a few fics really lodged themselves into my brain in a way that I couldn't help but read them over and over again: but here it's sav'saaba by alpacawool (LOZ, Link/everyone) Only Natural by OmegaZeta5 (LOZ, zelink) Lay Down My Heart by Haicrescendo (ATLA, zukka) Buy Me Love by pornographicpenguin (BTS, yoonmin) foolish as I am, follow my lead by lavender_dew (Great Pretender, edaurent) LOVEBITE by surveycorpsjean (MHA, bkdk) You can see it's rather all over the place. But like I said, I loved a lot of stuff this year — this is only a fraction of the really excellent fics I read this year. So if you want more of my recommendations, please check my bookmarks!

First WIP you hope is published in the new year Haaaaa hopefully chapter two of "And You Think I'm Sexy." If you know me, you know I don't publish fics if they're not done, but this one got away from me. I'm determined to get it done though!

Did you do any fan events (zines, cons, etc.)? I participated in @zelinktines in February with "there are many things I would like to say to you (but I don't know how)" but outside of that I didn't really do any fan events this year. I don't really care for zines much so I don't seek them out, however I do have dreams of someday doing some kind of fan publication of my own. And I'm looking forward to doing Zelinktines again this coming February when we expand it out to be a fandom-wide event!

All in all it was a fun year for fanfic, and I'm glad I expanded out to new fandoms and tried new things with my writing. I made it to 50 subscribers on ao3 and I hope they enjoy what I put out next year. Here's to 2023 being a sexier, grosser year! Thanks for having fun with me!

Fic writer wrap up 2022

I've seen some of these going around but a lot of them are too long for my adhd self so I made a more succinct version. Feel free to join in!

How many fics and what fandoms

Favorite fic you wrote

Favorite fic you read

First WIP you hope is published in the new year

Did you do any fan events (zines, cons, etc.)?

[evacado3]

His princess ❣︎

joongooxreader pt1 pt2 pt3/3

Word count: 1393

When the chairman asked to see you personally, the first thought was definitely, I'm getting promoted.

This is it, after working full-time with that dimwit, I'm getting promoted~ And I might finally get a chance to work with Gun! You squealed at the thought, skipping through the hallways in delight, faintly humming a song.

In front of his door, you smoothed out your suit, a brand new one just for this exact event. Taking a deep breath, you pushed open the door. But what awaited you was a little, no, a lot different to what you expected. A smug-looking man, manspreading on the couch, and the chairman sitting straightly.

"Princess, I missed you!" Goo exclaimed, not too surprised when you shot him a glare. Ngl, after working with him for nearly two weeks, it's shocking how much he grew onto you. Is this his manipulative side everyone talks about?

Maybe the gut feelings were mistaken, maybe the butterflies that erupted in your stomach when the nickname 'princess' was used, were simply all an illusion.

Oh, but he noticed, how that glare was far softer than before. How your eyes would linger on him a bit longer every time he treats you after work. How you wouldn't protest about his sickly sweet nicknames anymore, how you'd enjoy his company.

The chairman snapped you out of your trance, "Take a seat." You plopped down on the place besides Goo where his hands patted. Honestly a little confused as to why you complied without complaint. You might not catch it, but his smirk widened more seeing you so obedient.

"I don't think you've heard, but you've made quite a name for yourself, miss y/n."

You tilted your head in perplex, and why on earth was Goo gawking at you like that. Creep.

"Goo's princess."

"Pardon me?" your neck snapped towards the strict man. you couldn't find an ounce of insincerity on his emotionless face. Dead silence rang through the room till Goo's laughter burst out in amusement.

Oh lord how you were wrong, let's never underestimate your gut feeling. The butterflies are going insane upon his laughter, wait, why are my cheeks burning?

"Princess! This is unexpected, but what we're trying to say is ..."

The sentence echoed throughout the room.

"What did you say?"

"I said, what we're trying to say is, you'll stay working with me, sweet pea!"

Hold on, haha I'm so tired I'm hallucinating. Right?

Your face was blank, well more like restrained.

All you were thinking about was should you risk it by yelling in the chairman's face. Though in the end, you'd rather not lose your job. So you took a big breath, "What's the meaning of this?" you said exasperated.

Goo brushed his hair back, standing up with hands behind his back. "Well, I suggested to the chairman, since more people will be targeting you now, there's no need to change and put other people into danger! Right? Miss y/n." he announced proudly.

The first use of your name to ever fall out of his lips.

"Do you have a fever princess? You're a bit red." Goo mentioned. This man needs to stop examining you like that, with those tempting eyes. You didn't even notice he took off his glasses until you finally looked him in the eye.

"I-I'm fine, just recovering from the shock." you blurted out. "But president, does that mean I have to stick with this moro- I meant Goo, until the rumors are resolved? And without increasing my salary?" you sulked.

The man cut off Goo before he could speak, "If a raise is what you're looking for, that's already done. But about the rumors, they won't go out after a day."

To be honest, your face is more green than red. Hold on, didn't I come here just to work with my beloved jonggun, time out, what's going on.

"Please just tell me what's gonna happen." sighing loudly, you lean forwards, massaging your forehead with one hand.

"I'm going to make you collect debts with joongoo instead of jonggun."

Ok, that's it. You blew up. "Wait! Chairman please, you cannot be serious about this!" Man did your dreams just wash down the drain in front of you, yeah it did.

"Buttercup, you don't have to worry about working with me! I'm reliable you know?" Goo grinned, seeing you speechless gave him another level of refreshment.

A fly might have gotten into your mouth, but that's all nothing compared to the bullshit you've just heard. Your mouth wide open, trying to digest the info you were given.

"Hold on, so you're telling me, to work every day plus night, full-time, no rest while dealing with a fool AND putting my life on the line?"

"You're pay is increased by 50 percent."

"Deal."

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"Hey boss, it's them! Goo and his woman!"

You rolled your eyes hearing those words, crossing your arms, "Gosh could people stop saying that?"

Goo turned around to smirk at you, "I could get used to this, in fact, I think this is fantastic!" He turned back only to meet the eyes of the gang's boss. Oh how he terrified him with his menacing smile, a signature one of course.

"Jackass," you muttered under your breath.

"Hey, you give me a new nickname every time don't ya. What about hubby, or even prince char-"

"No way! There's no charming thing about you, I'll stick with my nicknames thank you. But anyway, why is the leader quivering like that?"

Something's not right.

"You've got to be kidding me.” you groaned.

The head only chuckled tensely, “M-mister Goo, you certainly are early, would you like something to drink? Or..." he scratched the back of his head. I wish I could tell him to drop that fake ass smile.

Goo checks his watch with a grimaced face, "No, we're just on time. Now if you would kindly show us what you've prepared?" he leaned towards the boss.

The leader avoided eye contact with the towering man, mumbling a few words. "Huh? I can't hear you man, hold on, you do have the money right? My schedule was delayed and I've given you guys three extra days!" he made a pissed-off face, "I was gonna grab dinner after this, so let's clear up this misunderstanding. Fast."

This doesn't usually happen frequently, the sum isn't even that difficult to make. Unless if you're not good with money, but then why would you make a gang?

Do I just have bad luck, still I'm glad I'm not wearing anything too expensive. The crew didn't look too pleased with Goo's statement, one by one they begin taking out their weapons.

"Princess, behind you~"

You sighed while murmuring some curses, lifting your arm and slamming back your clenched fist, whacking the guy's nose. Why am I always the option for a hostage? Sighing even more, you asked, "You want help?"

"Yes please cutie, but if you keep sighing like that, you'll get shorter!" The audacity of this man to insult you while fighting off people like it's such a daily thing.

Upon his mockery, you decided to just not help, walking away from the scene and ignoring his whining apologies. Instead, approaching the boss on the side, flinching when he felt your firm grip on his shoulders. What a pussy, you thought, is he shorter than me?

"Don't come near me! Guards, hey!" he shrieks, earning a loud snicker from you. "You call yourself the boss? Hey, look at me. Your guards aren't coming ok? You'll have to deal with me."

You grinned, one that sends chills down his spine, making him back off into a corner. Goo should be done soon, even if he isn't, he's gonna rush. Just to see the daunting expression on your face when you finished your job.

Then at the end of the day, he'll award you for your hard work. Even taking a nice short stroll with you, treating you some ice cream. Things like this are what makes work tolerable, it's not far-fetched to even say enjoyable. Though you'd never admit.

And he won't stop spoiling you, not until he loses interest. But maybe, just maybe those little butterflies are also fluttering in his tummy. Somethings telling him this isn't just about interest, it's a lot more.

After all, you are his princess.

[the-lonelybarricade]

Letting you know, l woke up today with hatred for the winter court after reading the new chapter. What have you done? 😂😂😂

Anyway, hope you're having a good day. 💛

Sorry love!! You sent me this, and it was such a sweet thing to send me, and I wrote you this whole explanation breaking down Kallias's perspective, and then tumblr refreshed it 😅

Now that it's been a few days, I felt like I could come back to this. I'm sorry for turning you against the Winter Court!! I know Kallias's decision was very shocking after Rhys was so vulnerable with him.

We have to remember that Kallias doesn't know everything that we as readers do! Does he even know about the impending war with Hybern?

Here's what we know of his perspective: the man who helped enslave Prythian for 50 years took revenge on the person who killed his mate, installed a powerful political symbol as his High lady, and quickly started trying to gain power by forging alliances with other courts. Suddenly Rhys is on Kallias's doorstep, pretending to be an altruist that wants to unite Pyrthian. That would be pretty sus coming from the guy Kallias has seen torture people with a smile on his face, and also is eerlie reminiscent of Amarantha's tactic for gathering the High Lords together 50 years ago 👀

Maybe he sees a rising tyrant after a powerful artifact and wants to stop Prythian from falling to a new High King so soon after escaping the Mountain. Maybe he's acting in his own self interest. Or maybe he has someone whispering in his ear. We'll see ;)

[reverse-moon]

Hhhhhh

One of the sides taking pain meds

And one of the others having to watch to make sure they don't do anything stupidddd

Characters: Logan and Virgil Logan takes a little more than he should of a dose of pain meds Virgil is reluctant to help Yep.

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How did Virgil get roped into this again?

Oh right. Logan, you know - the brain, had messed up and gotten really hurt. So, he had to take a pain pill.

Virgil knew how everyone reacted to pain pills. He made sure to know - Patton grew cuddly and sleepy, Roman and Remus just became tamer versions of themselves, and Janus somehow became more snake-like and sometimes got a fever. Virgil himself grew more anxious and also often needed more than one calming presence around him to even try and sleep it off.

But Logan never had a need. He never got hurt enough to need pain killers; he was too careful. So imagine the surprise when they all heard Logan ask for some.

Naturally, the choice for making sure Logan didn't have issues was Virgil. "What?! Why me?! I'm pretty sure I'm the least qualified!"

"Virgil, didn't you say you didn't have a list of how we all react to different pills and medicine?" Janus asked, reading a book.

"W-Well, yes... B-But-"

"Janus is right, Virge. Out of everyone, for something so sudden like this, you are a bit more ready for this." Patton said.

And thus, Virgil was in Logan's room, leaning on the wall as he waited for the effect to kick in. It had been about 30 minutes, around the time it usually would kick in normally. So...

He noticed Logan had been a bit quiet for a while... But there's a lot that could get him silent. "You good, Logan?"

"Hm? Oh, uh, yeah... I think... Am I supposed to feel fuzzy-headed when on things like this?" Logan asked softly.

Oh, good lord...

"Depending on the pill, it can do things like that. You took what again?" Virgil rubbed the bridge of his nose as he asked.

"Ibuprofen, about 450 milligrams."

...What?

"Logan, the recommended max dose is 400 milligrams within 4 to 6 hours. How even did you get a 50 milligram dose added, most tablets are 200 milligrams." Virgil said, moving from the wall to Logan.

"That might be why my brain is fuzzy..."

"You're LOGIC, how did you not know that you shouldn't take more than 400 milligrams?!" Virgil said, rather anxious. "You are way smarter than that!"

"In my defence, Virgil, I was - still sort of am - in a lot of pain. I took was I thought was needed." Logan said, looking at the anxious side. "... Why are my glasses not working-"

Virgi groaned. It wasn't exactly a high off of the pain killers, per say. But it was close enough. "You took them off ten minutes ago because you were planning on laying down. You know, 'cause you're in pain?"

"I did- Right... However, I have work, so I should get that done." Logan blindly looked for his glasses, worrying Virgil. Once Virgil spotted them, he sneakily hit them in his pocket.

"Logan, I don't think it's a good idea for you to be doing work right now. Maybe that laying down is the better option while you're fuzzy in the brain and hurting." Virgil said. "I mean... What if Thomas suffers in production because of a small mess up. We don't want that, right?"

"Virgil, I assure you... As soon as my glasses are back on my face, I'll be alright." He said. "I can't fall behind." Logan hummed a little. "How did we even start saying the phrase 'fall behind'? I mean, yes, if someone falls while in a group, the group may continue on their path. Which in turn, leaves the fallen behind. But from my understanding, at least one person from the group will care enough to backtrack and help whoever fell. Right? This means that no matter if they fell or not, someone kept them from 'falling behind'. Correct?"

Virgil shook his head, confused. "I don't know. Just lay down, you're head isn't-"

"And how did the term 'head on straight' and its variations come to be? Technically, every head is straight, but it also can change how it's oriented. But it is attached to the human body in one way, therefore, it's 'on straight' no matter what." Logan continued.

Oh, good fucking lord...

"That wasn't what I was going to say, but again, I don't know. I was gonna say your head isn't wanting to cooperate. So you really should lay down." Virgil said. He was really getting tired of this high-like trip Logan was on. "Can you j-" He looked over from the bed to find Logan right in front of him. "When did you-"

Virgil was cut off by Logan moving closer, his actions pushing Anxiety into the wall. He blushed, confused and probably causing Thomas to have way higher anxiety than planned (he'd have to apologise later). "L-Logan?" He managed to get out, looking up at the tall nerd.

"Did you know how special you are, Virgil...?" Logan's tone was deeper than normal. "You're amazing... And honestly..."

The next few minutes had to be a blur. There was no way Logan, of all sides, had leaned in. There was no way Logan kissed him for three minutes, pulled away from Virgil a little then flung himself and Virgil onto the bed before falling asleep in less than 30 seconds. There was just no way.

Worst part? He wasn't even sure if Logan would remember that. So he couldn't even ask, because it might just become an accusation at Logic.

...At least Virgil could still feel the joy from the kiss...

[sillyunicorn]

Lol didn't realize i should've sent it as an ask:

50, 39, 7

I'm getting sleepy buuuuut here 'tis, I hope you like, thanks for the ask!!! The weird song choice is courtesy of what was playing when I wrote this :)))

Your prompts: “Sometimes i feel like i wanna make out with you is that a friend thing to do?”

“I was listening to that love song, and you came to mind. Weird, right?”

“You can share my jacket with me, since you’re shivering.” (I did them in reverse order, hope that's ok!) The ficlet: Crossing Lines (G, 900 wds) The takeaway line is around the corner.

“What the hell?” I say. “I’ve never seen it this long.”

We get in line behind another couple, and I wrap my arms around my middle. I wasn’t counting on having to wait outside for our food, and I only have on the hoodie I was wearing earlier when Simon and I decided we needed food before we started our Lord of the Rings marathon.

“Here,” Simon says, opening up his coat. I just look at him, not understanding.

“You can share my jacket with me, since you’re shivering.”

“I am not shivering,” I say, but my teeth betray me by chattering.

“Come ‘ere,” he laughs.

I take a breath and step into him. I keep my arms folded around my middle as he wraps me in his over-large jacket. For once I’m glad none of his clothes fit him properly.

We stand like that for awhile, me slightly hunched over so his arms can wrap around my shoulders. I can’t help but breathe in his scent, a mix of his cheap deodorant and shampoo and something earthy that I think is just him. I’m almost disappointed when the line moves and we have to break apart.

Back at our flat, I get the movie queued up while Simon rambles about his day. I’m only half listening until Simon drops this line:

“I was listening to that love song, and you came to mind. Weird, right?”

“What love song?” I ask, feeling my pulse pick up.

“You are the Apple,” he says. “By Lady Lamb?”

“Simon, that’s not a fucking love song,” I laugh.

He blushes faintly. “Is too. Besides, ‘s’how I feel. Still need your teeth ‘round my organs.”

I’m struck speechless for a moment. Is he making a fucking vampire joke right now? But he looks serious, which is somehow even worse.

I pretend to pounce on him, tickling him around his waist and letting my fangs drop. “I’ll get my teeth ‘round your organs,” I say. He laughs, and it breaks the spell. My heart rate returns to normal, but his words tumble around my brain as I turn the movie on.

Simon and I have been close for a long time. I’ve picked him up when he needed it most, and he’s done the same for me. He accepted my condition without batting an eye. We only moved in together a few months ago, after both our roommates moved in with their significant others, and the more time we spend together, the more the lines between us seem to blur. I feel like I’m constantly redrawing them in my head. Tonight, apparently, I can move the line to the other side of “cuddling in your coat” and “making vampire jokes that are maybe not jokes and also somehow weirdly intimate”. Okay, I guess I didn’t really have a line drawn there, but it seems implied right?

It’s a good thing I’ve seen this movie a million times, because it is the very last thing on my mind. Much more pressing is Simon’s knee, which has somehow moved over to rest against my foot where it’s curled up on the couch. My toes are a little cold, so I wiggle them under his thigh.

Instead of complaining, he tilts his head over at me and smiles, then scoots closer, stretching his arm over the back of the sofa.

“Are you still cold?”

Am I? Not exactly. Could I be warmer? Of course.

I don’t say any of that, but instead shift so that I’m up closer to his body, his arm behind me now.

“I can only assume you meant that as an offer to share the wealth of your excessive body heat,” I say.

“Of course,” he laughs, dropping his arm to drape across my shoulders.

I don’t think I’m imagining it when his hand starts rubbing circles on my arm. I’m definitely not imagining it when he leans his head against mine. I wonder if he can feel how fast I’m breathing, how hard my heart is beating.

I let my hand fall to his knee, just resting there on his joggers.

“Baz,” he says, softly. I don’t think either of us are watching the movie anymore.

I close my eyes. “Yeah?”

“Do you want…I mean… I want….” he takes a deep breath. “I know we’re friends. I don’t wanna do anything to mess that up. But also…”

I’m frozen. I’m metaphorically on the edge of my seat. I think I’ve forgotten how to breathe.

“But also,” he continues, sounding like he’s bracing himself to jump off a cliff, or maybe out of an airplane, “sometimes I feel like I want to make out with you… is that a friend thing to do?”

I laugh silently, turning my head to knock our foreheads together.

“It’s definitely not,” I say.

“Right, right,” he says, pulling his head back and lifting his arm from my shoulders like he’s been burned.

“But,” I say, catching his face in my hand, “it is a more-than-friends thing to do. If you’re okay with that?”

His eyes are wide and wild. “I’m okay with it. Are you okay with it?”

“More than,” I say, and press my lips against his. It’s a good thing we’ve seen this movie before, because we don’t see any of the rest of it tonight.