#if i forgot anyone i'm so sorry my memory sucks

[elliespuns]

This or that | tag game:

Thanks for the tag @immafreespirit

coffee or tea | early bird or night owl | chocolate or vanilla | spring or fall | silver or gold | pop or alternative | freckles or dimples | snakes or sharks | mountains or fields | thunder or lightning | egyptian mythology or greek mythology | flute or lyre | butterflies or honeybees | macarons or eclairs | typewritten or handwritten | secret garden or secret library | rooftop or balcony | spicy or mild | opera or ballet | london or paris | vincent van gogh or claude monet | denim or leather| ocean or desert | masquerade ball or cocktail party | reading or writing | movies or tv shows | bunnies or guinea pigs | netflix or sex | wine or beer | carpet or hardwood | company or solitude | junk food or healthy food | comedy or horror | sneakers or flipflops | skirts or jeans | sweet or salty | bathtub or shower | rain or sun | partying or daydreaming | missionary or on top | laptop or computer | guitar or piano | food or sleep | hot drink or cold drink | banana or water melon | red or yellow

Adding Tlou related choices:

Ellie or Abby | Joel or Tommy | Riley or Dina | young Ellie or adult Ellie | part 1 or part 2 | playing as Joel or playing as Ellie | Ellie's summer outfit or Ellie's winter outfit

I've seen this so much recently I feel like everyone has already played, but a few no-pressure tags:

@puduvallee | @mihstar | @joelsfavoritegirl | @thetipsybison | @xxx-silhouette-xxx

@radioheadfan699| @infiniteinquiries | @starrfish111 | @iamsherlocked-1998 | @pattwtf

[mxtsuriluv]

kidnapping, alcohol, cursing, mentally abusive, age gap, sexual assault, assault/jerks, trauma, drama, hatred, enemies to lovers, mommy issues, daddy issues, suicide, self harming, drug abuse , written in lower case and so much more for those topics that are sensitive such as sa, suicide, etc i'll put a warning beforehand ! < 3

3 0  D A Y S T A N G L E D

▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂

p l a y l i s t

  kohana lam - our memories in my pocket ft. riu domura

kohana lam - matching memories

.... t o  b e  c o n t i n u e

"One | c a n d o r

"sorry?"

everyone in the class exclaimed to the news their teacher relied on them. mr.aizawa sigh and was dumbfounded by his students reaction, i mean he at least expected his students to at least be happy? not to gave him a dull reaction. isn't this a good way for them to interact with eachother and get to know one another better so why are they acting like its the end of the world?

"well you guys don't look happy about it" mr.aizawa said as the students quickly shook their heads.

"were overjoy sensei! but why now? is there a sole purpose for this task?" kirishima asked as the others agreed to it.

"midnight though this was a good idea for you guys, think about it as taking a little break. im not sure why she suggested it now, nedless to say kids she's the one that choose your partner for this project. you guys are to stay with your partner for 30 days and get to know eachother better, matter of fact socialize with them more, and this would count as a big grade in your finals. anyone who objects would fail my class, i'm sure none of you have any problem with it"

"yes, mr.aizawa" everyone said.

satisfied with the answer, mr.aizawa in the chalkboard wrote down his students names and who will they be partner up with.

y/n was looking for her name and it seemed that mr.aizawa wrote their names based on the rows they were seated in. row a contained hagakure who got paired up with ojiro, then was bakugou who got paired up with ...yaoyorozu?, anyways next in line was midoryia who got paired up with uraraka

anddd finallyyy..... y/n with -

there's no way. some students were happy with who their partner was for this assignment and some were not. in this case y/n was not, like how could she? when her partner doesn't even like her and can't stand being in the same room as her!?

"oh! y/n is with..... todoroki!" mina exclaimed excited but worried at the same time.

upon hearing that the whole classroom stood silence. they all know that todoroki and yagi don't exactly get along, at least that's what it seems like.

"is there any way we can change our partners..." y/n said in a whisper but due to the quietness mr.Aizawa was able to hear it.

"you must stay with the partner you were assigned to"

and with that being said, the bell rang making everyone go towards their partner for the assigment, y/n made her way towards yaoyorozu and whisper to her.

"please switch partners with me yaomomo" y/n pleaded

"but you heard mr.aizawa.."

"he doesn't have to know, you and todoroki have more chemistry together so i don't see the big deal"

"c,chemistry?" yaoyorozu said slightly confused but flatter a little.

"oi, brat i don't like my partner as well but i'm sucking it up. it's not the end of the world, deal with it"

bakugou said as he grab the girl and drag her towards todoroki throwing her at him.

"if i find out you hurt her in any way, i'll destroy that angelic face of yours" bakugou said as he glared at him and then left, going towards yaoyorozu.

"forgot to mention, by the end of the project you guys need to write a summary about it and i want details in it, class dismissed"

todoroki quickly cleared his throat making y/n pulled away from him. both of them stood there awkwardly.

"uh, so what do you wanna do first?" y/n said as she look up to him meeting his stoic face and out of habit she started scratching herself on her neck, she usually does it when she's nervous.

"screw you" todoroki said and y/n stood there dumbfounded as he passed right through her leaving her alone for a moment.

'did he?... no. he did not just— ima kill that son of a bitch!'

and with that y/n started running after him. "hey! jackass!" y/n yelled making todoroki turned around with a sigh of annoyance only to be greeted with snow right onto his face. y/n had use her quirk against him.

"it's been two years todoroki, two damn years of this whole rivalries thing. i don't know why you despite me that much but please just go through this like a mature person so we can get the damn grade"

y/n said sternly as she look into the boys eyes, she wanted to have atleast a reaction out of him, but at the end she got nothing, she only got the same stoic dull face of his.

on the other hand todoroki was about to use his quirk against the girl and freeze her where she's standing and leave the building but she was right. the whole project thing was a grade at the end of the day and they needed to at least pretend they were getting a lot for some time.

he quickly glanced at the girl, golden hour had just set in illuminating the hallways with orange and yellowish tinges, and as well her. her skin look so soft under the hues of the light. todoroki suck in a breath, his classmate was attractive sure but shoto can't bring himself to accept the girl, for fuck sakes she's all might child.

and for that sole reason he doesn't want to be around the girl. all might is the whole reason his father created him in the first place, his whole existence he has been taught to become greater than him and beat him, so when he found out all might had a daughter he was determine to become greater than her and beat her at everything.

as second passed by, y/n grew irritated. she felt like she was making a full of herself and she didn't like that not one bit, biting the inside of her mouth she sigh.

"well each have a turn, one minute to say what we think about each other, what we feel towards one another, and then we'll put our differences aside and get this over with, deal?"

todoroki listened to the girl and slowly nodded as he saw y/n signaling him to go first.

"don't take this very personal but your not the brightest person out there. for someone who thinks so high of themselves i expected more from you yagi. those countless matches were we needed to compete, it seemed like you were always going so easy on me, seems like pithiness towards me. that's what i hate so much about you, remember our first encounter? heck you pushed me out of your way and didn't even apologize or anything you look back and stare at me for a second and walked away like if i was someone that was just wasting your time, like if i was a low life that couldn't, can't be compare to your level. i can't stand being in the same room as you... literally talking with you right now is making me want to puke, i would rather be alone in a room with mineta instead of being stuck here with you. you annoy me, every single word that comes out of you makes my head hurt and i wanna shove it right back at your mouth just to get you to shut up"

y/n had to put a finger on his mouth in order to shut him up, she back away and look slightly hurt.

"plus your all might's child and i'm endevours, our fathers have history of not liking one another it was bound to happened that we won't as well"

y/n just nodded towards him and slightly smile.

"haha did you had to be that honest with me? todoroki our first encounter was just a misunderstanding, i wasn't staring at you, i was staring behind you which so happened to be bakugou, he pissed me off that day. whatever i'm not here to explain myself."

and with a deep breath y/n took a look of the boy.

"let me prove you wrong during these 30 days ... just put up with my behavior for 30 days and if by the end of it you still don't like me we'll never talk to one another again or even acknowledge the other..deal?"

shoto slightly frowned to the girl but it wasn't really a bad deal so he agreed to it.

"you didn't got to say your part about how you feel about me"

"i have nothing to say to you todoroki, now let's pretend that we're the bested friends"

a groan left the boys mouth as he started following the girl back to the dorms. this project sure was going to impact their life's.

[dream-meister-translations]

DREAM MEISTER & THE RECOLLECTED BLACK FAIRY

OUTSIDE HOLIDAY - PART 5

━

Ancyra, The Land of Pirates - Day 3.

EMMA : Wow, this place is amazing!

ELMA : Heck yeah it is! Feels like a super-duper date spot, doesn't it?

Today, Elma and I, who were working part-time at an amusement park, were exploring the park before our shifts began to get a feel for the rides and attractions. 

EMMA : I wonder where Searle is working?

ELMA : Hmm~ Come to think of it...I forgot to ask. But, if we just keep walking around the park, I'm sure we'll bump into him at some point! He does stand out like a sore thumb after all!

STELLA : If we were to hide scouts on the premises, our best option might be the restaurant—On the other hand, if we were looking to invade, we should secure the souvenir shop first.

YAMANE : Hehehe. Ah, the ride known as the Merry-Go-Round will leave a memory to be cherished forever! It is truly sublime! Spinning, spinning, memories so beautiful! Each one pointing toward a Merry Bad Ending! Ah, I'm getting emotional!

EMMA : (Those two are as lively as ever...)

ELMA : Yo! Isn't that Daste over there?

EMMA : Oh, you're right. What do you think he's doing?

SCAR : Ah, it's Emma and Elma!!

DASTE : The hell're you two doin' here? Thought you said you were working.

EMMA : Yeah, we are. Technically. We're doing some reconnaissance and enjoying the amusement park for now. 

DASTE : Are you kidding me? That doesn't count as work! Anyway, I just came to check out this joint. I'd rather be somewhere quiet, but Scar got all hyped up so I decided to let him blow off some steam.

SCAR : There might not be anyone exciting to open up, but there are plenty of things I've never seen before, so it's fun!

DASTE : What's so fun about goin' on a ride and just spinning around in circles? Seems lame to me.

EMMA : (He says that, but his eyes are watching the rides closely. It seems like he's not entirely uninterested after all.)

SCAR : Oooh! What's that over there!?

DASTE : Geez, can you shut up!?

EMMA : That's the children's area I think.

ELMA : I heard they have a panda-themed ride in there. You can control the steering wheel! 

EMMA : You sure know a lot about this place, Elma. 

ELMA : Haha! Well, this amusement park is like super famous, you know? I always thought it would be fun to come here someday when I got a girlfriend~

EMMA : Is that so? And yet you wound up coming here because of work...

ELMA : Ah, don't worry about that! It makes me so happy I got to come here with you! Though...It would be a lot better if we came here and didn't have to work, huh?

EMMA : Hehe, yeah, you're right. Let's work hard at managing the guild and maybe we will get the chance to come back one day! 

ELMA : Ugh, it's gonna suck having to leave...

STELLA : Mistress.

EMMA : What's up, Stella? Did you finish mapping the area?

STELLA : That was done long ago. I just wanted to point out that I saw Searle over there.

BOY : Hey, can you tell me about this crab next professor!?

SEARLE : Sure~ I'd love to! This crab turns bright yellow on a night with a full moon, but—

ELMA : So this is where you've been, Sa-Kun! Is this some kinda sea creature exhibit?

EMMA : Did that kid just call you professor?

SEARLE : You two are here too~! Yay~!!

ELMA : Good to see you, Sa-Kun! What job are you doing?

SEARLE : I'm...Not realy sure...They just told me to hang around near the sea creatures. I feed the fish and teach visitors various things about them.

EMMA : So you're a tour guide? 

SEARLE : I guess so! Being called professor sounds so cool and makes me smile really big! And sometimes, I take the big turtles out for a walk~! Oh! Sorry, hold on a sec!

Searle rushed toward a young girl who was standing alone looking up at a large tree inside the amusement park. 

SEARLE : Hello there~ Are you lost?

GIRL : No, I'm not lost. It's just...My balloon flew away...

ELMA : It's stuck on one of the tree branches. Uh oh, that's a tricky spot! If we try to get it by shaking the tree, it'll probably fly right up into the sky.

SEARLE : Hmmm.....Ah! I got it~ I'll get it down for you. 

GIRL : Really?

SEARLE : Yep! I have a friend who is really good at coming up with plans!

STELLA : !!!

SEARLE : Hey, Stella. I want your help getting that balloon down.

STELLA : You are challenging the law of physics. I'm not a gymnast—

SEARLE : No, no~ I just want you to form the strategy, Stella. 

STELLA : Hmph. Such a foolish boy. In that case, leave it to me. 

━

STELLA : There you have it. The balloon was successfully retrieved. First off I calculated the position of the balloon, it was approximately 30 degrees from the terrace on the second floor of the restaurant—taking your jumping ability into account, the solution was obvious. 

Thanks to Stella's plan, Searle successfully jumped from the terrace to the balloon, retrieving it and returning it to the young girl. 

GIRL : Thank you, mister!

SEARLE : Yep! It's all thanks to my friend here~

GIRL : Then I should thank your friend too!

SEARLE : Don't worry, I'll make sure to tell them! Be careful not to lose it again~

STELLA : ........

EMMA : Hehe, Stella is amazing as always. 

STELLA : It's all just a matter of refining strategies. 

ELMA : Always so modest~

STELLA : Who's being modest!

SEARLE : Stella~! Just say "thank you"~!

STELLA : Hmph. Everything went according to plan.

[moonstruck-melts]

Pinned post, for anyone who wants to take a quick look.

Um, hi! I'm Ramone. Formerly known as kalashnikiller or killer-of-kalashnis. This blog is basically an ancient relic at this point and I no longer hold a lot of the beliefs that I used to when I was a literal child. Please, take everything on this blog (especially the stuff I said when I was in my teens) with a grain of salt. I think it's safe to say that I'm not that person anymore - he kinda sucked.

Here's some info about the current me.

I'm 24 as of writing this (born November 1999, in case I forget to update).

My identity is super weird and complex. We'd be here forever if I got into it now. The most basic description I can give you is "trans, genderqueer, bi, a-spec, and polyamorous." Any pronouns are fine - and yes, I mean literally any pronouns. Neos are freaking cool and I'm sorry I didn't realize that sooner! I would also really appreciate it if you alternated pronouns for me instead of sticking to one set, but I absolutely understand if that hurts your brain so it's not a requirement. (An example would be "I went to the store with him yesterday. I had to pay for her stuff, because they forgot to bring its wallet. Fae's so forgetful sometimes!")

I'm Canadian, but like, Southern Canadian somehow. I'm also white, if this matters to you. I am trying to be better about POC and their struggles.

I'm autistic and cognitively/intellectually disabled (which would have been nice to know earlier /j but also /srs), plus other sundry brainweirds. As a consequence, I sometimes say things that don't make sense. If that happens, just ask me to explain and I'll gladly do so to the best of my ability!

I'm a lot more left-leaning now than I used to be. I try to learn as much as I can about social justice and how to be a better advocate and better human, but the disability makes it a little difficult.

I also had a dog for a large portion of my time operating on this blog. That's him in my header image! Search "doge" or "deeogee" if you want more. He passed away in July 2023, but he's still the king of my heart. 🖤 Our current pet is Mom and Dude's cat, Mary-Jane (MJ for short) and I might post about her sometimes. She's a chaos demon.

I think that's all, but I guess I'll update if I ever need to. Enjoy your time looking at this dusty old memory!

[mlobsters]

supernatural s14e8 byzantium (w. meredith glynn)

totally forgot about that alicia witt episode. is someone gonna burn up some soul for jack?

JACK Can you tell him… it's okay SAM Tell him yourself. He'll be back in a minute.

see i think i don't have a lot of lingering trauma from my dad dying when i was 16 from cancer, but like. they say this and all i can think about is my mom making me tell my dad, in his last days, unconscious in a hospital bed in our house, that it's okay. so, imagine that, but a hundred fold for all these memories associated with that. and then going through it again with my mom, so a new batch to add on to the existing set that still fucks me up. not many things poke at it, but when they do...

DEAN I can't. It's not right, Cas, you know? It's just-- It's not-- CAS What? It's not fair? I know that. But he needs you.

suck it up, fuckhead. okay i don't know if that's actually in character for him but i gotta believe he would understand that and not walk out. certainly not if he thought he was that close to dying. whatever, more opportunity for angst over not even being there when he passed. hospice gave us a list of signs that someone is gonna die soon. doesn't account for rapid decline due to loss of archangel grace though i imagine

(while i look for the post [13x17 apparently] where i talked about some music reminding me of bloodfest by brian reitzell and whether it was the same just now, reminded as they stand in this hallway, where are all the fucking apocalypse world people)

spn 14x08 / hannibal 3x6 / spn 13x17

didn't come to any great conclusion. similar technique. nothing nearly as interesting or pretty as brian reitzell's, but it's not a fair comparison. both the spn episodes the music was christopher lennertz, this episode it was with philip white as well.

and fuck whoever made the decision to cut from the big emotional moment of dean coming into jack's room after he has died with basically a jumpscare to the title card with the flapping wings.

and then basically a jumpscare to thinking sam is leaving to go do something monumentally stupid.

come on, not even a hug? group hug? something? if you're going to put me through this, at least throw me a fucking bone

not sure i can do this. small break because a montage of them having a mini wake basically, drinking, reminiscing set to licensed music. done having my buttons pushed.

well. that's one way to disconnect me from feelings, jack in heaven with..... the empty cg goo flooding in

spn 14x08 as lily sunder / alien (1979) veronica cartwright as lambert

hey, now that's a recognizable voice

DEAN We're talking about that kid's soul. SAM Not all of it. DEAN Oh, okay, then. Tell me you're not cool with this. CAS Don't you think Jack should decide for himself?

using jack's own soul to sustain the magic for his body, didn't see that one coming. and yet another spin on the merry go round of bodily autonomy arguments. if heaven wasn't busted, i imagine he'd want to stay. which might be more interesting. and visiting kelly, buh. thought i was done crying this episode.

the empty shadow guy crashed heaven just to get jack? hokay

SAM Lily, I-- I know you're upset, but you can still do the spell. LILY That wasn't the deal. I've got to go. SAM We have nothing to offer you, noth-- nothing to say, but… He's our kid! LILY I'm sorry. DEAN You know what I think? Burning all that soul? You're not even human anymore, not really. SAM Dean-- DEAN Otherwise, how could you ever, ever let anyone go through what you went through? The pain of losing a kid? Don't do this to us.

continue to be surprised whenever they textually acknowledge jack as their kid. it's a good thing, and dare i say a smidge subversive with their non-traditional family structure. it's nice.

and for this ridiculous anubis thing, maybe her helping them can tip the scales more in heaven's favor.

COSMIC ENTITY Castiel, you know how this goes-- the good souls here, the bad souls there. The angels are mine. CAS Enough. COSMIC ENTITY Stop interrupting! Start paying attention. I'm taking him. And where I'm taking you is worse than Hell… because at least Hell is something. Ohh. Ohh, God, they look scared. Does that hurt you? Good… because I want it to.

the manic bitchy weird thing they're doing with the empty thing is ... weird.

COSMIC ENTITY: Deal. Oh, but not now. No, no, no, no, no. No, you see, I-I meant what I said. I-I want you to suffer. I want you to go back to-- to your normal life and-- and then forget about this and forget about me. And-- And then, when you finally give yourself permission to be happy and let the sun shine on your face, that's when I'll come. That's when I'll come to drag you to nothing.

huh. ok.

JACK Why? Why did you do that? CAS Because I made a promise. Because I love you, Jack. And Sam and Dean-- they love you. And they are fighting for you at this very minute. I hope that… They don't need to know what happened here. What I did-- I'm-- I'm-- I'm at peace with my choice. I don't want them to worry. JACK I won't tell them. I promise.

so he gets to sacrifice himself and sam and dean don't get to know about it so they don't have the chance to fix it. ok

and as i expected, lily got her happy ending in death too. sacrifice and family reunions all around

lol naomi giving out michael's location, ok sure. cas oh so smoothly bypassing questions about why she'd give them that :p

DEAN And we know where Michael is. Not quite sure how you pulled that one off. CAS Well, we, uh-- we still don't know where Dark Kaia is or the spear.

laughed because even he made it sound like what he was saying was goofy. anyway. i think i'm finally warming up a little more to cas. making him vaguely consistent in characterization and not making horrible decisions all the time apparently helps. and just plain being around and participating in things

hopefully we're done pushing my real life terminal illness buttons because it's exhausting and miserable.

hope dean leaves mary another voicemail giving her an update that in fact jack is not dead anymore

[beevean]

Sorry if this is a bad time.

If you've read sonic idw issues 56 or 55 what do you think of Surge now?

Not much has changed? I was left very disappointed by how Kit simply... takes Surge and leaves, after an angsty but deserved "you suck" speech. Again. The exact same thing happened in #53. This is the conclusion of this arc? What exactly was concluded, that the Dynamo Cage broke and Surge failed again? Well, I suppose that now Sonic knows about their past, but considering that he's still a major asshole and I am glad that Surge electrocuted him simply for this line...

... I don't trust neither Flynn or Stanley to write a decent, actually compassionate Sonic - not holier-than-thou, a Sonic that actually cares about other people and not just about his Principles.

"wah wah all my enemies became my friends eventually :) I'm sure you will too :)" would you mind treating Surge like an actual person with agency, you piece of shit? Actually, now it's even worse, because now he knows that she is programmed to want him dead, on an even deeper level than Shadow! And he's still like "oh, you'll be my friend :)". What an arrogant pustule!

Sorry, I hate IDW!Sonic too much. As for Surge... well, I liked this line:

I have shilled Let Go a couple of times, if you forgive my arrogance, but this, this is the one thing that I find interesting about Surge. She cannot simply "forgive" Sonic, it's baked in her being. Her problem is not easily fixable, not with a pep talk, nor with a beating. She herself has to find the strength to reforge her own identity, but that's easier said than done. Can she even find peace? It is an intriguing conflict.

I do, however, heavily disagree with this narrative that Surge and Kit's existence is Sonic's fault. I hate that the dilemma that the story is presenting, and that the fans are buying, is that their suffering is due to Sonic not killing Mr. Tinker way back then - which lead to Starline restoring Eggman's memories, which lead to Starline growing disillusioned with Eggman*, which lead to him playing God with two children.

What the fuck? No! Sonic's huge mistake was being, again, an arrogant little shit with Metal and letting him free in #12! No I will not let that down! Sonic never told anyone what he did and he dismissed Tails when he brought it back in #50 (because he's a terrible person), but that was the huge thing he should have tried to fix! Not Mr. Tinker! I hate that everyone keeps shitting on Sonic for not killing a man with brain damage, and now I'm supposed to think "oh, but because of that, Surge and Kit now exist and are in pain :(" shut up!

Same with Starline, "oh Sonic let Starline go" bitch where? Literally where. Tell me where. I re-read the Chao Race Arc for Let Go just to make sure, and Sonic just left Starline to die under an avalanche and forgot about him. I hate IDW!Sonic and I hope he has a mental breakdown for all the shit he did, but not for this! Not for this! Blame him for what he actually did!

Anyway. This arc was mainly useless, and the only things I remember are that 1) Sonic is still a piece of shit, best seen in the callous way he treated Kit in #53, and 2) Surge got defeated by a bucket on her head, so much for being Best Rival. So yeah, peak writing, as usual. But as wasted and overhyped Surge feels, I cannot completely hate her. There is a good concept there.

I think she will kill herself at the end of her character arc, like this. But I suspect that Flynn and Stanley will keep her around for a while because she's too popular.

*also the fact that Eggman in #23 was severely OOC just to facilitate Starline's disillusionment doesn't help matters. Surge and Kit are not Sonic's fault: they are the fault of shitty writing.

[stacywaters]

Seeds of Hope (JHOPE) CH5 - Your Numbers

(Stacy POV) Dinner was awkward, to say the least. My moms seated me next to Hoseok at the small table. Every now and then when one of us would reach for something, our arms would brush against each other. Leading to my mom and eomma giggling at us.

They asked him questions, mostly about where he's from and why he started dancing. I wasn't listening to most of it. I was distracted with fretting about my midterm tomorrow.

Eventually we finished dinner, and as the final plates are picked up, I lead him to the door.

"I hope you do well on your test tomorrow!" He leans against the doorframe, "It was fun tonight; having other people to talk to and eat with. Felt kinda like home"

I smile, "Yeah. Thank you for helping me with my dancing, by the way! I never would've been able to do this without you. You're a life saver"

"Maybe next ti-" He's interrupted by my Eomma, yelling to us from the kitchen.

"You should get his phone number, Stacy! In case you need help again"

I start to blush, hiding my face in my hands.

He laughs, "here. Give me your hand"

I pull my shaky hands away from my face. Immediately they're engulfed by his warm hands, gently writing out his phone number on my palm.

"Call me if you need help again. Or if you just wanna chat" He pulls his hands away. Without another word, he is gone. Back to his apartment.

In reality, he's only next door. The thumping of my heart pulls me towards him, but my brain forces me back a million miles away.

"He was cute, Stacy. Do you know if he's single?"

"Eomma!" I shout, "Stop being so blunt with everything! Gosh, this is so embarrassing.."

✿

Things were going well. I finished my midterm for dance and surprisingly got an 87%. I began talking to others in my dance class. I made friends with two of them, Taehyung and Jimin, who apparently were in the same group as Hoseok.

They told me funny memories about the band and I told them about America. We got along really nicely. It was pleasant to have someone to sit with at lunch.

It had been around a week since I'd spoken to him. Getting home, my mind wandered back to our conversations. Eyes lingering a little too long on Hoseok's door, I miss the part where it opens.

"Oh, hey Stacy" He greets.

I don't miss the sorrowful glint in his eyes. He seems sad, or nervous, or maybe just tired. I pretend to not see it, "I got an 87% on my dance test a few days back! My teacher even complimented me, saying I did well. Thank you again for helping me!"

For the first time, I see him smile.

"That's great! I knew you'd do well. I know you don't love dancing, but you do have good rhythm"

"Thank you, but really it's all thanks to you" I said.

"Um, so I asked some of my friends in my group and they are actually in one of your classes! Do you know Jimin and Taehyung?" He asks.

"Yeah! We're good friends now, surprisingly" I laugh.

"Oh" He responded, "That's great."

Again I see that darker look in his eyes. I finally remember.

"I'm sorry I didn't text you, Hoseok" I mumble.

"Hm? Oh.... It's fine. I didn't notice"

He didn't notice? I fumble with the keys on my lanyard. He is pretty friendly, he most likely has a ton of friends. He probably isn't waiting on my calls. Still, he seems unwell. I try one last time:

"I did save it on my phone though! I just forgot to actually send the text." I fake a laugh, "You're always welcome to dinner, though. My moms definitely love you."

I continued, "I know, I know it sucks to be alone all the time. This is actually the first time in a while that I've had friends"

He glances up, dark eyes meeting mine. For a second, it feels like we've known each other for years and this is just a moment like any other. It feels like for the first time, I see a layer of him past the happy smile. I see him.

"Yeah, sorry..." He brings his hand to rest on the back of his neck, "I just, it's hard living on my own all the time. I kinda feel like I don't know anyone. Like maybe.... No one really knows me"

"That makes two of us" I said.

"Really?"

"It's not like I had many friends back home, and moving to South Korea?" I snicker, "Sure, I know some Korean, but I haven't made any friends at that school. Everyone there is so.. So artsy and cool and I just-, I'm just kinda basic I guess"

"You aren't basic" He smiled. I smiled back.

"Let's be each other's friends?" He suggested.

"Only if you'll have dinner with us tonight"

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

So I'm a huge Star Trek AOS movie fan and I think I saw a post from you the other day saying that Kirk is in the new tv series?!

I can't imagine anyone other than Chris Pine as young Kirk but damn it I'm willing to fall down the rabbit worm hole again.

What's the show? How do I watch it? Will I be sucked in to loving Pike? Am I emotionally ready for a new Star Trek adventure?!?

The newest Jim Kirk is in Strange New Worlds. He's only in I think the last ep of the first season if my memory serves, but he's prominently featured in the trailer for season two.

And you're 10000% gonna fall in love with Captain Christopher 'Dimples' Pike

SORRY I got so caught up in how cute Pike is that I forgot to mention it's on paramountplus @20th-centu-fairy-girl (though I should also warn that Strange New Worlds is only the second Pike outing the first one is season two of Star Trek: Discovery (also on paramountplus))

[kittiesjournal]

My Autistic Journey

It is typical to hear from autistic people that they grew up knowing that they were weird, different and out of place with other individuals and in social groups, and I am not excluded from that experience, however I wasn't the most aware of it as I grew up. I thought my differences were simply because I had different interests, hobbies and personality, not that my excessive “shyness”, restrictive and repetitive behaviours and sensory preferences weren’t something that would magically disappear when I got older. I remember having fantasies of how popular I would be when I got to high school… I was so terribly wrong. 

I won't lie, my memory sucks, I have a lot of trouble remembering autistic traits I had experienced in my early childhood. I find myself struggling to remember a lot of things from growing up unless I had paid special attention to those moments in time. However, the first moment I realised that I could be autistic was in Year 10, I spent so much time researching every single symptom I could. This revelation sparked a grand understanding of myself and I finally felt as if I could see myself better. The mirror before was always cloudy but now, I could now clearly see the glimmer in my eyes; a part of my true self. 

Things began to fall into place, this was the reason I felt so alien to the world around me, why I felt like I had never belonged anywhere. The year prior to my revelation; the dreaded year 9, was the worst year in my schooling. With an increase in my anxiety and depression, being bullied and being incredibly disconnected from my friend group at the time, it is no shock to why it was the worst. My social confidence and my skills are definitely lacking due to being autistic however the way i was treated within my old friend group did not help. I was constantly shut down and complained about when I would infodump about my interests, and excluded frequently. Now briefly, i would like to mention a funny little tale of my primary school years;

If I had a dollar for every time i was abandoned by my friends during break times after I had been in the bathroom, then  not being able to find them and ending up crying to my sister, I would have $2, which isn’t a lot but it's weird that it happened twice.

This, in my high school experience, transformed into being excluded from group plans and told things like “omg sorry we forgot to add you to the group chat - we totally will though”. Loneliness was my truest friend in that group. Although I had put on a mask constantly in hopes to be treated the same as the individuals in the group, I ended up, during break times, simply not talking. There would be maybe a couple words in response to questions but that was the first instance in my life my anxiety and uncomfortability caused me to become frequently non (or at least low) verbal. 

In response to my experiences with that friend group, I found myself repressing who I was and what I loved. I am still to this day afraid of info-dumping and often apologise after I catch myself doing it. I mask so much it instead feels fake when I am being my autistic self,  I believe I lost touch with myself. I felt so disconnected from people that it became hard to feel like I was truly friends with anyone. Many nights were spent crying because I am not normal, not like everyone else. I begged the universe to let me be normal. But of course, because im autistic, my brain just wasn’t built ‘normal’, I don’t understand how to socialise, I don’t understand non-verbal communications and don’t even get me started with understanding emotions. I could not understand why I couldn’t bond with people the same way they did with each other and often questioned why everyone was closer with each other than I could ever experience. I know that even now, I don’t think I could ever feel and experience friendship the way everyone does, and I missed out on that crucial part of life. It's like I'm on a different plane of existence, akin to the artificial intelligence in media that other characters may care for but never in the same, human way they bond with each other. Some nights I still cry. Some days I'm still extremely lonely.

In spite of all my troubles and loneliness I was lucky to find some light, in my later years of schooling and to the present time, I have some pretty amazing friends and I am slowly learning how to exist in friendships while being my more authentic autistic self. Weirdly enough, these friends are all likely to be Neurodivergent (i helped them realise) and i guess that makes it easier. Even though I have these amazing friends, I'm still learning how to be myself around them and I still at times feel disconnected - not knowing how to socialise and my other autistic struggles don’t just disappear. There have been many occurrences where I have completely fumbled and messed up in these friendships but they understand me better than any other friends I have had.

Some quick acknowledgements of two important people in my life;

I have had one consistent friend since year 4; my best friend and I am grateful for you, that you’ve been by my side while I've been figuring all of this out. Also I'm sorry that you’ve had to coincide with my autistic self since we were 10 (sorry i made you reenact frozen everyday).

And in addition to friendships, romantic relationships are another terrifying territory. I don’t know the right things to say, how often to talk and how to keep conversations flowing, flirting is a mystery, and I don't know how to show my feelings and at times it may seem harder to tell if I care. But, I promise I will. To my girlfriend, my dearest, I'm sorry and thank you for being kind and patient, for always supporting and encouraging me in all my ‘quirkiness’.

These experiences, my mistakes, help me grow everyday and due to the extensive support of those around me I felt encouraged and confident enough to seek a diagnosis for my autism. However my journey of getting a diagnosis was extremely rocky. The first time I had brought up my thoughts on me being autistic to my mother I was met with a “why” and silence, the second time she asked if I wanted to try and get a diagnosis - I obviously said yes. This began my experience with the company Autism SA. I completed a self-referral application to get an appointment, I was sent paperwork and forms to fill and send back, and was told I would have to be on the waiting list for 18 months. In the end I didn't have to wait the full 18 months, I got my appointment, I went in at 9:30am on the 6th of February and that afternoon I realised this was one of the worst days of my life. They told me I didn't meet the criteria (in the feedback report I received on a later date they wrote that I met none of the criteria - the biggest lie I have ever heard). The appointment was fraudulent, I felt so uncomfortable and anxious because this was something I had never done before with complete strangers, so I masked. They sat me in a room constructed for young children, just me and the speech pathologist and she asked me questions, but nothing too in depth about my autistic experiences. It was obvious she only knew autism as the basic textbook version of male-aligned traits, it was obvious that she; a neurotypical, allistic individual would never understand me. I have many regrets that day, i should have said more about my traits and experiences, shown a list of them, let myself not mask for once in my damn life -  maybe then things would have been different and i would be sitting here writing about how great it is to be able to receive help and be understood. Instead, that afternoon, I cried and cried and cried. For the first time in a while I cried in my mothers arms, I think in that moment she truly understood the autistic me. I had never felt so invalidated and unheard in my life, i felt more depressed and alone than i ever felt just existing as an autistic person in this unfit world. I still feel that way anytime i think about that day for too long, it's hard to write this all down. Autism SA told me it was most likely “just anxiety”, like what many AFAB individuals are told when they are actually autistic, as if my anxiety doesn’t stem from my autistic traits and struggles. 

This terrible moment in my life was of course not the end, life flows on and I had to as well- so I wrote a 5000 word document on all of my autistic traits to prove them wrong (i sent it to the psychologist who had been in charge of my assessment). 

After getting out the frustration and needing to feel validated for my experience, I am in a better state of mind. I read Chloé Hayden’s book Different, Not Less (and watched so many of her YouTube videos) and I felt seen, I felt inspired. So now, in my present self, I am learning to be my truest self, my special interests are accepted; I am creating art everyday and now I'm writing too. I let myself stim in around others and in public, i don't ignore my sensory struggles and instead i make accommodations and seek support for them. I can notice when I am burnt out and I take care of myself when I am. There has been so much I have struggled with in terms of my autism but I can write about those another time, for now this is one step. Now I am and always will be honest about who I am. I am autistic.

[just-an-enby-lemon]

So I was scrowlling through AO3 looking for some yammy Nightwing fabfic prefencially one batfam related or focused on Dick relationship wit Wally or just DickKori except I didn't filter shit because I have worse memory than a goldfish and forgot so boom I find a fic of Dick Grayson/OFC with r*pe as tag and my brain goes "Oh great Devin Grayson is writing fanfic again" with utter sarcasm and if this whole story isn't about how much of a loser I am the fact that my second though was I should post this joke on Tumblr because I laugh at my own bad jokes makes it be.

So yeah I'm a total loser. Also I don't like Devin Grayson and I'm not trying to offend anyone except her. Devin Grayson deserves it. So for the writer of that fanfic sorry for the improptu comparation with a shitty person I don't think you are an awfull human being different of her. Maybe you are. IDK. And I'm now conflicted over whatever the fuck this is because I'm an overthinker loser. So yeah. I suck too so it's okay.

[twofacedtrickery]

I don't want to be stuck on this, but I cannot deal with how many absolutely absurd impressions you people seemed to have, assuming it wasn't some weird psyop. Asking when I would be able to retake my seat, reacting with confusion that they were depriving me of sleep, using "kindness" as an argument they would do something, telling me to find a therapist beholden to confidentiality laws, inexplicably telling me Vermont is landlocked when I jokes about swimming across the antarctic sea, ignoring multiple warnings as if I were invincible, I vaguely remember someone being sad in my direction that things were being censored, claiming my hunger strike granted me any meaningful power, probably more shit I'm forgetting. Whoever kept giving O5-11 the ability to tell me all about the nice people who genuinely thought I'd be reinstated, if you exist and she wasn't lying, I want to take an agar culture of you, you must be studied.

I will grant, perhaps I am being unfair, I forgot where I was, too, sometimes, when I would occasionally ask if I could go outside before remembering that would actually suck, a lot, or how, until I decided I didn't much care for knowing the date anymore, I kept checking weather forecasts as if they would change at all, or how I assumed Dogma's team was actually the team coming to take me to the Elevens' floor, even though the step patterns weren't quite right.

I remember at least some of you seemed to know how I was apprehended, as the base they found me at had been mentioned as being reduced to rubble. I don't know if you were told directly, or if you saw it, but if you did see it, it's a little upsetting that you all didn't notice the overt mistreatment started the moment O5-11 started talking to me, despite my compliance. Maybe you did pick up on it and thought it was deserved, maybe it was deserved. Maybe you picked up on it somewhat, but didn't consider it all that egregious, because it wasn't, so the slow escalation, which I vaguely remember accelerating after an ill advised joke or comment I made that was taken as a threat, didn't clock, either. I don't know.

It's probably uncharitable of me to be leaning toward the belief that it registered but didn't matter, but with how much you all claimed to know me, it seems like it should have been easy to piece together what she did to hurt me without overtly being nasty. Then again, one of you, very early on, somehow thought the Insurgency was responsible for my anomaly, despite it happening well before the schism, so it's just as likely that it went over everyone's head.

The rest is under a cut, you all saw it, I think, or enough of it, but it's just long and I only wrote it to get it out of me. Or maybe I'm smearing your precious Foundation. I guess I can't control which version you'll believe. I don't think I care, either.

I need to stop thinking about all of this before I start blaming anyone but myself and my captors for it all.

I can remember my capture so well, and I can remember the exfiltration decently well, though Professor will probably ground me if I look again to try to calculate the death toll again, an impossible task given the lack of specific numbers in the steps. I remember things that happened between these two events here and there, though the order is hazy and the memories themselves have varying degrees of clarity. I lost track of time at least twice. I remember Professor told me he'd come but could not begin to guess when or how, and I remember someone took umbrage with that, because they somehow read it as placating and not what he was actually doing. I remember Four officially discarding me, which I understand, and how he took a sabbatical. I remember O5-3 was okay, I'm sorry that his efforts were misplaced, I suppose, though maybe they don't think my exfiltration had my direct involvement, I hope that's the case. I remember O5-6 not handling it well and screaming at me for the flushing out the Insurgency agents he didn't think to check for anomalous influence. I remember O5-11 giving me the terms of my timer. I remember, vaguely, medicines with varying intentions and side effects, whether they were honest or not, I couldn't say. I remember sleeping too much and too little, and being deprived of sleep constantly when they wanted things of me. I remember being sick a few times. I remember getting into fights on here, and getting apologies I didn't react well to. I remember the withdrawals symptoms vividly, but I think that might be because I have done that song and dance three times now. I think I tried a fishkeeping app, but I definitely don't have the phone anymore, and it's not in the app store now. Sorry, digital fish.

I hate that I can't remember this massive chunk of my recent very well at all. I remember so many batteries of questions, but not who was there, if I knew them or even saw them at all. I remember lectures happening but not the contents nor the speakers. I remember so, so many of you being so actively unhelpful, even when not actively setting back my "progress," in the estimation of the Foundation, which probably helped them a lot, now that I think about it. I remember being in denial of what I did, what I witnessed, on my way out, and refusing to allow myself to process it because others had it worse. I can't remember the faces of anyone I saw get gunned down, on either side. I can't remember the faces I pulled the trigger on, and it makes me sick. I remember getting "gifts" I think were from you all, before getting them confiscated. I remember a birthday gift, the thing that broke my alternate, but I can't remember seeing it happen, but I think I did watch. I distinctly remember O5-11 coning to me, threatening that I would be put on PR on here properly if I didn't do well enough, and how she laughed at me claiming everyone on here thought the threat was silly and should hold no weight, with the implication that I would be weak if I bent to it but punished if I didn't. I hope that wasn't true. I remember swinging back and forth like a metronome on how I thought about Professor, thank that is that Dogma can't read me very well. I think sometimes, concern that seemed genuine came through, but I don't know. I think I remember physical harm coming to me, but I have no evidence of that happening, and I remember my dreams began bleeding into reality at some point, so who knows. I remember after one of the fights, when I was trying to appease my rescuer, trying to make him come faster, they took what was left of my hair without any care or caution, and then the next day I exhaustedly posted it, talking about how I did it and knew the nicks would heal soon, I didn't feign any joy about it, I don't think. I can't see how I could have. I think I started studying just for anything to do, at some point.

I don't know if it's best it's left an amorphous mass of memories — some of which might not even be mine, depending on which holders of the O5-11 seat I saw in person — or if I want it back, or if I want it completely eradicated, so I can be fucking normal again, even if that means sacrificing truces made. Not that Professor would enjoy that. He knows I can handle this, I know he's right, too. I don't get a choice. This us just part of me forever, now. I'm just so angry, and I have no one and nothing to direct that anger onto.

[aprothes]

I should say I'm sorry you know who.. I don't really know what's going on half the time zoned in writing everyday wishing these people would leave but they insist over petty drama I did as a kid I apologize God when do you leave when can I go home and cry with time like we used to it's cool to write about it whatever it's all about I half the time constant drama fourth wall broken I wish to time I could continue but everyone forgot about sadness and happiness about old songs that heal hearts I grow tired of numbers being changed being thrown away after years of writing with time I get it a lot of people party and hurt move around... Whom ever it hurt I was too I had everyone by me I can't even watch my own generation the stuff I really miss I haven't had anyone for a long time to really escape with to dream with to let go and it hurts a lot to do music and have someone steal it make it racist wasn't funny my art taken a thousand Aparched To Garnished I burnt after being humiliated after hacked to stolen to lose a lot of money to see my own kings lose faith in someone they should have helped a long time ago the whole world thinks I'm sick the alerts were scary and my father wouldn't stop trying to leave me behind I felt as if they plotted my death I've been calm and it sucks it hurts I hate having to be sober when you're all they talk about with no help no friend to say hey you know this is real right... No one to have tell me it's me and I'm sorry I miss being drunk dude my soul deserves it I'd be whole with who I sold it with... I keep overdosing to not end it but find another home the one I left behind but still rejected I kept dying in my sleep stabbed in the heart nightmares claws animals eating me everytime I slept in that damn house it was amazing for a sec Link Click and work honestly it hurt I was home but the nightmares continued so I danced I took drugs I had payed for fairly to keep paying but people kept stealing saying oh yeah he got the money but yeah that uh was amazing that room the art the piano made for it I never got to find my vibration my home of hours on end of non stop playing if I could like I used to my scar for some reason is on someone else they knew too that you could pass or at least how to mess with me they set me up again someone who I thought was family but keeps messing with vibrations I love him but I did mess up and call on him after I was being accused on constant of something that happened to me as a kid. At a hospital a doctor tried to rape another time I was abducted not the second time but the first messed up the ritual a van pulled up as we all cried for I but honestly I wish I died I was tripping and there was a fight I was in the van but someone took me home a bunch of memories of of bunch of us dying on a lot of was my mother's tattoos aren't the ones I knew I'm really upset about it I wish I was home with them I poored a drink to hear hoodoo voodoo damn miss them at least it tasted like home and I heard them happy for me

[blackstar5078]

EggCartonSMP Day 17! (Part 2)

(This happened during the 17th of June).

Summary under the cut!

Wither and Bluebell proceeded to open and close the curtain multiple times.

Until Purple woke up and they immediately hugged them.

Wither: I'm still very sorry about that...

Bluebell hugged Wither again, while Purple was grabbing their backpack and reading the book on the display.

Bluebell admitted that she was snooping around, found the stuff they were working on and then hid in the corner. Wither hugged her to provide comfort.

'Purple': I mean, it's fine. It wasn't supposed to be a secret forever... I was just waiting to finish it before anyone saw. Anything else?

Bluebell: Oh yeah, I'm sorry about your arm. I wish you would've told me yourself.

'Purple': I didn't want you to worry. Not about me or about it happening to you.

Bluebell: But I stress you with mine, I share my issues with you, and I feel even worse thinking I can't do the same for you.

'Purple': I'm... not used to like...

Bluebell: I don't know if I ever said it to your face yet, but, you're my sibling now, and I care very much about you.

'Purple': I also think of you like my sibling... and I care about you. Sorry, I suck with words, eugh.

Bluebell: So let's start working together from now on, yeah? :3

'Purple': I'll try to remember that.

Bluebell: If you need me to help with any down stairs activities, I offer my extra claws! :3

Wither: I can offer my help too if needed.

'Purple': Maybe xD. I still feel unready to crack back into that thing.

Bluebell: Sounds super fair, yeah xD.

'Purple': So, has anything happened since I've been asleep for... Uh... 4 days?

Bluebell: I made sure to fix the floor... I got a little petty from being withheld things, my bad...

Bluebell: I noticed they were gone. I went to clean up the village in hopes of a restore and saw that the dead guys were all gone.

'Purple': Yeah... I went back to the village either later that day or another day? I don't know. But um, I collected samples of things and cleaned a bit, but I think the scientist in me wanted to look at the bodies to see exactly what happened, but then, so much happened and I lost track of it. Also trust me, even I was disturbed to do that, but I felt like it was a lead.

Wither: A lead to... what if I can ask?

'Purple': Can you go out into the other room for a second so I can grab something to show you?

Wither nodded and with Bluebell she went to wait at the living room.

Shortly, Purple returned with a book.

'Purple': I'll be honest and say I was suspicious of you for a while... Not anymore. Which is why I'm letting you see this.

Wither didn't add anything else before she opened the book. The book she read can be found on this post and a continuation on this one.

'Purple': Seems like the only memories we have are pain, huh?

Wither: I don't know what this government intends with all of us here.

'Purple': Ah heck. I almost forgot about the government...

Wither: But I came to realize, that maybe we can learn to heal together.

Bluebell nodded eagerly.

'Purple': I don't know much abut my past. And well if I never find out, I don't care. It's the past for a reason, I guess...

Bluebell: White walls and loneliness ins't the best thing, huh...

They switched the topic of the conversation to the endermen that have been appearing a lot as of late. Talked about it for a bit, before changing the subject once more.

Purple went back to their room and opened the chest that Wither left for her. There was a book and a nametag.

Purple grabbed the nametag.

'Purple': Oh yeah... my name, um...

Wither: I think everyone will accept any name you're comfortable with.

'Purple': Yeah, it's just been so long that I haven't had a name.

Wither: There's no thing as taking too long, everyone has their pace.

Bluebell: I know you have one. I want to use it when talking to you :3.

Purple went to put to name on the nametag and then...

---

To be continued in part 3 <3.

EggCartonSMP Day 17! (Part 1)

(This happened during the 17th of June).

Summary under the cut!

...

...!

Wither woke up with a small growl.

She turned around and only saw Bluebell also awake, staring at her.

Bluebell: Three days... the both of you.

Wither: I'm so sorry, I... think I was trapped in some memories.

Bluebell: I've been... okay. I didn't get hurt at least.

Wither: I'm glad you're okay... It... has it keep happening?

Bluebell: Has what...?

Wither: The endermen situation...

Bluebell: Oh, oh yeah it sure is. Even threatened Seb and Eclair.

Wither: Threatened the villagers? How...?

Bluebell: I wouldn't be surprised...

Wither: This is getting very serious if that's the case...

Bluebell: It's okay... I'm okay... I just wish didn't do this at the exact same time... I've been lonely...

Wither: Again, I'm very sorry. Purple fell into deep sleep too?

Bluebell: Yeah... I did a bad thing and snooped around...

Wither: Can I see it...?

Bluebell handed her over the journal. Wither sat down to read it.

Wither: I would never think you're weak, not for even a second. It was moreso a moment of confidence... And I didn't want to break that trust. I'm sorry that it made you feel that way...

Bluebell hugged Wither.

Wither: You have showed me you can, I told you what I have not told anyone else. Purple is just concerned about you... but I guess some trust still has to be built. For instance... What do you think about that Nether stuff...?

Wither: Soul is already uncomfortable with that, it's just... If it is what we think it is, then I wish to speak about it before any conclusions...

Bluebell: Maybe we could check if they've woken up yet...

Wither: We could, let's go.

They tp'd to Purple's house and found them sleeping.

(I somehow gaslighted myself that I did take the screenshots of the book Wither wrote and the nametag she left alongside it in a chest). (I, in fact, did not do that).

They decided to go back home, and just outside of it, Wither found the present Mika left for her.

It was a critter she could position on her head and three precious flowers!

Eventually, they decided to go back to check on Purple again.

---

To be continued in part 2 <3.

[natewriteslol]

Hey! Could i request the dorm leaders with an esper MC? Kinda like Mob psycho or Saiki k :) and maybe they don't really use this ability of theirs that much since in their world they're literally a teen who's trying to live a normal life(like Mob basically), so nobody knew about their psychic powers except Grim since the mirror said that he couldnt sense any magic in them(i'm pretty sure that psychic powers don't really count as magic but idk lol).

Feel free to ignore if you don't wanna write it! :)

 A/N: Ooh this was a fun one! I haven't watched Mob Psycho (I know about that fine ass blonde man-) but I have watched Saiki k and I loved it, still need to finish it tho jlafljhdas 

Characters: Kalim Al-Asim, Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Vil Schoenheit, Azul Ashengrotto, Idia Shroud, Malleus Draconia

P.S: I’m so sorry this is so long omg but I guess this is a strong comeback-

Warnings: none except for language

Riddle:

-You wanted to stay as far away as possible from him

-Riddle was part of the trio of people you wanted to stay away from: Riddle, Vil, and Azul

-Riddle paid so much attention to fine details that if something was up, he'd definitely notice it

-But unfortunately you were best friends with the two goobers of Heartslabyul: Ace and Deuce

-And Riddle had started to pay attention to you and your habits, and something was off with you

-It's almost as though you tried too hard to be normal, like Jamil

-And he could never let something like that happen again, so yes he was watching you

-One day you accidently slipped up and was irresponsible with your powers

-Grim was bothering you since he got into a deal with Azul for tuna and they were standing outside with the twins, since Grim lost

-You told him to fend for himself and teleported, however you didn’t plan where you would go

-And you teleported into the Heartslabyul dorm

-What sucks is that your teleportation power was literally flashy with a bright ass green light every time you popped in somewhere

-Just when you thought you were lucky since the whole dorm was uninhabited...except for Riddle who watched the whole thing

-He was completely shocked, he didn’t know what to say other than “What did you just do?!” 

-You explained to him, and that just pieced everything together

-How you solved overblots with such ease, and that one day you had a “strength potion to test for Azul” was such bs!

-Riddle ends up keeping your secret, since he values your privacy but if you do something major and mess up then he will tell!

-”I understand but please be more careful with your powers. I need to institute discipline and you are no exception, Y/N.”

-He really does care about you and doesn’t want you to be found out 

-Goes the extra mile to cover for you often, and in exchange you help him out with things :)

Leona:

-He didn't really care about you at first but as you started to hang Jack and Ruggie, Leona started to get more suspicious

-Your scent had proven that you had some trace of magic, but Leona just couldn't put his finger on it

-So he sent Ruggie after you for a couple of days

-If you were a threat to Savanaclaw, Leona would crush you

-But Ruggie had only reported back that everything with you was perfectly normal

-"Just give it up Leona, they're just an ordinary human. The scent is probably weird because they're from a completely different world."

-But Leona still had that feeling, so he was keeping an eye on you

-You had made a deal with Crowley to keep your powers secret to solve problems on campus (it did cut repair costs and handymen costs in half so-)

-Your new quest was to rid the forest of the Angolo fungus that was manifesting into living fungus blobs 

-The one thing that gave you away was Grim, as you both had to stop by the Greenhouse to read some info about the fungus

-The cat beast was being far too loud, not understanding why he had to go and mess around with the icky fungus

-You simply replied “It’ll be quick, I’ll just use Hydrokinesis and dry out the fungus since they’re mainly filled with water. They become fertilizer once dried so we can just leave them there.”

-And there Leona was, ears perked up once he heard your voice

-Hydrokinesis? What are you talking about?

-So he set off, following you to the forest

-You started to fly, turning the once green and lively fungus to brown dust while Grim napped against a tree

-Leona for the first time in the while, was left speechless

-Once you noticed him, you realized you had to talk to him

-Confronting him later on, luckily Leona didn’t spill to anyone 

-He promised to never tell anyone about what he saw, and had no clapbacks for what you had to say 

- Leona doesn’t even benefit from this secret...besides mayyybee one day asking for your help if his pride lets him

-By the Great Seven why does everything have to not be in his favor-

Azul:

-Another one who you have got to be careful around, since he’s incredibly observant

-More observant than Riddle

-Azul noticed that you’re an incredibly average person, and were incredibly relaxed even during the most stressful situations

-And almost every single time whenever you were in a tight spot, it works in your favor

-Just how is that possible? Solving overblots left and right? Every single time you disappeared the infestation of magical beasts are gone? 

-One day, you were getting picked on by a three guys, their stature far above yours and incredibly strong. How could you possibly win?

-Just as he was about to scoop in a save you, you slammed one of the men into the concrete, taking on the other two by electrocuting them, the blue lightning buzzing in your palms

-They were completely knocked out, dusting off your palms and picking up your things only to face Azul’s eyes

-After giving an explanation of what that was, he was still speechless

-Azul at first was incredibly shocked and then since Azul is Azul... later on realized this had benefits

-He could just blackmail you to be his new bodyguard!

-Oh how he always manages to bend life to his will-!

-So you could just wipe his memory... or turn him into stone...nvm

-You’re now Azul’s arch nemesis since you end up saving people from his scamming and you’re basically untouchable and there’s nothing he can do about it

-But he does find your great strength admirable (and a lil hot, I mean what can u say seeing someone floating in the air with electricity flowing through them is a nice look okay Nate shut up)

Kalim: 

-Oh Kalim my beloved

-He just thinks that you’re incredibly talented and a little mysterious

-You have your little quirks and he has his! Who is he to judge?

-Until one day you wanted to make the load lighter on Jamil, since the berries that Kalim had requested for were only in season in one country

-You decided to just teleport and then come back with the berries so Kalim wouldn’t be pouty 

-You were outside the door ready to teleport when last minute you felt a hand on your shoulder

- “Oh Y/N you forgot-!”

-And there both you and Kalim were, in a berry field thousands of miles away from the Scarabia dorm

-Kalim screams, falling to the lush green of the field

-What happened?! Where are we?! How did you do that?!

-You quickly gathered all the berries at light speed, making sure that you got back before Jamil realized that you were gone

-Kalim wasn’t scared of you, rather impressed that you were able to keep a secret for that long, he could never!

-You’re already super cool, and on top of this you have otherwordly powers!

- “It must’ve been stressful living your life like this! But don’t worry, I’ll keep your secret!”

-Yes he sometimes asks you to perform some of your powers for him, sorry Y/N-

Vil:

-While you were his friend, he was incredibly suspicious of you

-Even though you wiped everyone’s memory, he still had the faint memory of when he was in overblot mode of you blasting him with a beam of light

-Vil was incredibly upset as one of his assistants had mixed up his items, and left one of his vital skincare items on the set of where they were filming a new commercial

-It was being shipped and would take 3 days to reach NRC

-His mood was horrible and you had to do something about it to give grace to the Pomefiore dorm

-So you went to the second story of the Pomefiore dorm, ready to use Apport (the power to pull anything before you) 

-However, Vil felt incredibly guilty

-He was acting like a child and he shouldn’t have taken it out on the people who he loves and values

- “Y/N, how I was acting was incredibly inappropriate and- is that my moisturizer? How did you get it?”

-Starts freaking out as this was impossible as it was on it’s way from being shipped from another country

-This was the last straw for him ther was no justification for this that wasn't done by some form of magic

-He takes you to his room to make you sit down and give him an explanation for this

-Once you finished, Vil understood but was still freaked out

-He cares alot about keeping your powers a secret and will cover for you

-"So my aport powers need to exchange something of equal value so... I exchanged it with that Scucci purse over there-

-"MY LIMITED EDITION SCUCCI PURSE?!"

-He loves you, but you're dead to him, Y/N dear

Idia:

-Before he knew you, he didn't really notice anything off with you

-A little quiet sure but he minded his own business, he had bigger things to focus on

-Until you hung around Ignihyde more often for a project, fixing a huge generator by yourself for one of your partners for a project

-They took a break only after you told them that they could and apprehensive went to go get food and water

-Anyone with eyes could see that there's an overbearing amount of energy flowing through the fairly large sized cube

-Wait, you were wearing no gloves, you could get electrocuted! Why would have your bare hands on something like that?!

-Just as he was able to yell, it was too late, your whole body was flowing with the bright blue energy... and then you let go

-You were walking completely fine, you went and held a random wire on the ground, placing the electricity inside

-The static from your hair was gone, and you looked completely normal. . .

-Just what the hell are you?

-He did hours of research trying to figure you out, even sending Ortho to monitor you

-Yet there was nothing, you were just a “regular teen” 

-Was ready to get S.T.Y.X.S on your ass- (is that too soon to joke abt my bad overblot boys-)

-Until one day he caught you again bending electricity to your will

-Is incredibly impressed with your power (lowkey wanting to experiment on you)

-After he realizes that you can read minds Idia is so damn frightened

- “O-Okay I promise not to say anything, just don’t tell anyone what I’m thinking a-alright?!”

Malleus:

-You were one of the only people who he trusted

-Malleus had always detected some form of magical aura that was otherworldly from you and it never seemed to fade

-And it wasn’t often, but it was almost like you knew what he was thinking

-Whenever he was deeply upset he felt a twinge of energy from you, and then you would insist and help him out with his problems

-And he flat out says “Are you reading my mind, Y/N?”

-You had never been directly outed like this before, you felt horrible 

-You never read people’s minds unless it was very necessary

-whenever Malleus felt deeply gloomy you felt like it was important to just read his mind and help him with the problem

-You explained it to him and apologized, but he wasn’t upset

-In fact, he was smiling?

- “It seems like we have alot of things that we’re hiding from each other. But... you always had the best intentions whenever you used your abilities”

-He let out a sigh and reluctantly admitted, “And, I know that I’m quite stubborn with revealing my feelings.” 

- “I will keep your secret as long as you keep mine, Child of Man,” the dragon fae said, you both shaking on it

- “I always had a feeling that you were special, but I never thought it would be something of this caliber...” 

[moistmailman]

Breath of the Wild AU

Pyrrha, walking into a house Hateno village: Uhm....hello? Anyone here? I was told someone would be able to help me here.

*Pyrrha looks ahead of her to see a short redheaded girl scribbling notes down*

???: Kinda busy right now. Can you come back later?

Pyrrha: Not really. It's kinda important. Something about this...slab thing not being complete.

???, turning around: Look, I'm sure its important to you but- Pyrrha?

Pyrrha: Huh?

???, excitedly: OH MY GOD! IT IS YOU!

*suddenly the short girl rushes Pyrrha, almost lightning fast, before hugging Pyrrha tightly*

Pyrrha, wide eye: Uhm....hello?

???, smiling giddily: I cant believe you're back! How long has it been, 100 years? God, you look exactly the same as I remember! Didn't age one day. As you shouldn't, I mean. It would be weird if you woke up 100 years older, am I right?

Pyrrha, awkwardly: Uhm...yeah?

???: Sheesh, I cant believe you're finally back. It's been so long. You probably have a hundred questions for me.

Pyrrha: One in particular is coming to mind.

???: Is it about my age?

Pyrrha: No?

???: Really? Thought that would be the first thing you ask me. You don't wanna kno- I'm getting off topic. Ask away, girl. We gotta catch up already. This is a celebration.

Pyrrha: Do.....i know you?

???:..........

Pyrrha:.........

???:......you.....dont remember me?

pyrrha: Nope.

???: Oh.....well that's uhm.......*starts jotting something down* Note to self, 100 years of sleeping in the resurrection chamber will.....gooified one's memories.

Pyrrha raising eyebrow: G-gooified.

???, pouting: Well crud. This isn't exactly the reunion I imagined in my head. This kinda sucks. You're telling me you don't remember your ol' pal Nora at all?

Pyrrha: What I can recall, no.

Nora: Really? Damnit. I thought we would- wait, okay idea! Let me see if i can help you remember. Imagine someone accidentally- not saying it was me of course! But imagine someone accidentally sending around, idunno....300 volts through your body at one point of your life during a botched experiment. Accidentally! Does that ring a bell? Any memories coming back yet?

Pyrrha: N-no.....d-did you accidentally do that to me at one point?

Nora, sweating nervously: Pfft, nooooo. I would never do- T-THAT was a mutual friend we had. Not me! Definitely not you friend Nora.

Pyrrha, squinting suspiciously: riiiight.....

Nora, clearing throat: Anywho, are you telling me that you don't remember anything?

Pyrrha: Nothing.

Nora: Not even Prince Jaune?

Pyrrha: No, I mean, I've heard stories about me and him from Glynda, but besides that I don't know anything about him except for his voice. Not even how he looks like.

Nora: Really? That's a bummer! You two used to bang all the time, and you can't even remember that?

Pyrrha, choking: We WHAT?!

???, on the other side of the room: Nora, stop lying to Pyrrha.

Pyrrha, slightly jumping: Whoa, when did you get here?

Nora, whining: But Renny! I love teasing Pyr-Pyr.

Pyrrha: Pyr-Pyr?

Ren: Shouldn't you be trying to help her with the memories issue, and not planting fake one in her mind.

Nora: Oh come on, it was a joke. I haven't tease this girl in 100 years. Let me have this. You're immune to my teasing, and I desperately needed this!

Pyrrha: Wait, so if you knew me 100 year ago, then how do you look so.....

Nora, smiling: Beautiful?

Pyrrha: Young.

Nora: I prefer beautiful, but that'll do too. Long story short, tried to make myself look 40, accidentally made myself look 22.

Pyrrha: How did you-

Nora: Long story.

Pyrrha, clearing throat: Alrightie then. *shakes head* I nearly forgot why I came here for.

Nora: I was hoping it was to catch up, but now I know I gotta build up our friendship from day again.

Pyrrha: Yeah uhm.....sorry about that. Anyway Glynda told me you can help me?

Nora: Oh shoot. Glynda's still kicking? That's nice. What do you need?

Pyrrha, pulling out shiekah slate: This slab thing isnt complete all the way. Its damaged and apparently you can fix it?

Nora, grabbing shiekah slate: Lemme see. Hmm.....oh, the camera's busted.

Pyrrha: Camera?

Nora: Imagine being able to make a painting instantaneously.

Pyrrha: Ah. Got it...I think.

Nora: Yeah, I can fix this for ya. Probably wanna see Prince Jaune's nudes that you took on here, right?

Pyrrha, blushing: WHAT?!

Ren: Nora!

Nora: 100 YEARS, RENNY! JUST LET ME ENJOY THIS!

Pyrrha: Okay, what was my relationship with this Prince Jaune?! I'm so confused right now.

Ren: Like a bodyguard. You protected him.

Pyrrha: Okay, thanks.

Nora:.....but you two really wanted to bone.

Pyrrha, blushing: WHAT?

Ren: NORA!

Nora, annoyed: OKAY THAT ONE WASNT EVEN A LIE!

[saturnsstufff]

The Empress (pt.V)

Emperor Vacation! Pog! Remember to drink water today lovely’s!

also if you squint hard enough you might see me simping for C!Philza.

Warnings: swearing, mentions of death

   The flight back to your village was long, it wasn't that you were in bad company, just after sitting so long you were extremely stiff. You could only shift positions so much before your butt, and legs were numb. So when Phil had mentioned seeing land, you were more than glad it was over.

  Phil was right about having a extra cloak on too, the wind was horrible, not to mention the altitude you flew at was already freezing. Phil and Techno were smart on leaving when we did though as well. By the time we reached the village it was easily past noon. You were kind of giddy on showing Phil around your village. On the way up you and him discussed a bit about it, and your heritage. He was very open and interested when you explained how everything came to where it was today. Along with going home, you were also more excited to see and hug your parents. You could only imagine what your father would say about you working for a ruler.

   When Phil and techno landed it was near the village, but also in a bit of a walking distance. Phil had made wind that he didn't want to land too close, and risk scaring anyone. After Phil had helped you out of the plane, all of you were stretching out. Especially Philza, he had made comments on how the plane's only down side was the confined space for his wings. When he let his wings span out you were awe struck. There were massive, easily wide enough to lift himself off the ground. The wings, although made for use, were oh so elegant. When Phil stretched you could see his figure better now. his wings spanning out wide behind him into the air, almost like a bird preparing flight. He wasn't in his normal Robes, instead he exchanged them for a simple black shirt that clung to his form. The arms were cut off, allowing you so see his fit arms. this didn't surprise you, the sword Phil always carried looked like it had a bit of weight to it. For being a father, Phil was very fit. Once his stretching was finished he took a light cloak from the plane and precisely wrapped it around his shoulders, minding his wings.

   Well you two worked the numbness away techno had approached. He also was stretching. But simultaneously shedding a few of his layers. He casually tossed the cloaks and capes into your seat of Phil's plane. You did shed a few layers like Phil, but not as many as Tech.

   "Are you sure you don't want something to block the sun? Sun burns suck" you said to techno. He unbuttoned the top two buttons to his shirt, before pulling his main braid out, changing the style for his ponytail.

   "If I wear to many I might get heat stroke" He said simply, watching you. Without his mask he wasn't as menacing, but you definitely weren't used to seeing his face. you gazed at him with a perplexed look. 

   "Heat stroke?" You knew what it was, but you were a little confused. He chuckled lightly as Phil looked up to you two.

   "My body runs hotter, princess" he crossed his arms, relaxing into his stance. You flushed at his words again. Glancing away to avoid his eye contact. ’fuckin’ hell there he goes again’ His tone was casual, but he was obviously still in his teasing mood.

   "Since Tech is part Piglin his body is always warmer than you or I, that's why sometimes he just walks around in the snow without freezin'" You looked up to Phil and nodded. It made sense, you will admit, sometimes you forget that techno isn't fully human. When you think of Piglins you usually think of a gold obsessed beast. But Techno carried himself with elegance and pride. Yes he adorned himself in gold, but that was part of who he was. He had a right to be proud of it.

   You started towards your village with the two. As if a unsaid agreement occurred they made you walk between them, walking like your own personal body guards. Techno strolled on your right well Phil kept close on your left. When you saw the children playing outside you smiled brightly. You missed this. The sound of children's laughter carried around like ringing bells. Sweet and ever so innocent.

    As you walked into town. Some of the older kids ran up to hug you, jumping into your arms without hesitation. You without a thought picked them up and spun them about in your arms. These were your friends. Your community was small so everyone was close. Phil and techno respected this and just quietly stepped aside to give you the moment. Soon some of the other towns people had stepped out to see what all the commotion was about. Your mother included.

   When she saw you her eyes lit up with love. She couldn't help but grab her skirt and run to you. Hugging you tightly to her chest, almost knocking you off your feet. Her tears of joy could be felt on your shoulder as you held her tight. Your nose buried into her neck, you missed this. You missed her. You missed the village. Everything just made you beyond happy at this moment. everywhere you looked there were smiles, wide and contagious. Soon you herd a quiet voice. Your father. When you looked up it was your turn to tear. he was hobbling over to you, his arms wide. You smiled widely hugging him tightly, but carefully. You didn't want to hurt him.

   "I did it.. I did it- I did it!" You were so ecstatic. Your father put his hand on the back of your head gently well he hugged you. You were his little girl, and he was beaming with pride for you. 

   "I'm so proud of you.." He was tearing. He was proud of you. So very proud of you. He was even happier to see you back home safely too. He pulled back, taking a moment to take you in, you looked a tad different from your trip. not in a bad way, just a little different. Your fathers eyes moved from you, to Techno and Phil. "I assume these two are with you?" Your father asked. He was mostly summing Tp techno, you assumed because he was basically a year older than you. Phil sent your father a kind smile and nodded.

   "Oh! Mhm! Sorry, I forgot to introduce them. This is Philza, and his Imperial Highness Technoblade." Your fathers eyes widened. When he realize was in the presence of royalty, he tried to go to his knee to bow. Techno quickly grabbed his arms in turn. Sopping him from doing so.

   "Please.. (y/n) told us of your pain. I couldn't ask formalities from you, sir" your father was speechless. He could only look at Techno with awe. Techno helped him stand properly. Only letting him go when he safely had himself steadied. Your mother chimed in.

   "Would you like something to eat or drink perhaps?" She asked looking between your father, Phil and Techno.

   After hearing the young emperor was in your house, the village was buzzing around trying to tidy up a little. Nestled inside your house however Techno and Phil were eating. You had ate, but also were packing a few more possessions that you held dear to you.

   You knew that after today you would start your full time job as a blacksmith. In the beginning you were nervous. Everything you herd about there kingdom was terrifying. But after seeing who is in control you actually have felt very at ease with them. Wilbur was ever so kind, Phil treated you like an additional child of his, and Techno was something all in himself. You did find yourself thinking back to how he has taken up the nickname 'princess' for you. It made you blush obviously, but it was just how he said it that made you want to hear it again, and again. He could be so brooding and quite. But also find a way to joke and tease. Not only that, but just from what had happened outside your home. He didn't want your father hurting himself on his own account. It was the little things like that, that somehow just made your heart maybe skip a little faster. 

   Well you pondered Techno and his family, you didn't realize that he was leaning on your door way until he spoke up.

   "Having troubles packing?" He asked. You couldn't help but jump. Turning to face him. His eyes were relaxed, along with his stance. He was just hanging about basically.

   "Sorta" you said. Glancing him over. He slowly walked into your room and looked about curiously. Mentally you were thankful you cleaned before you left. Your room was small, your bed shoved against the wall, navy blankets resting on top of the mattress. Next to the bed there was a nightstand with the candle still half melted from the last use. Your dresser was across your bed, old and worn, it had been your grandmothers previously. Next to that was a little desk you and your dad had built. Your room wasn't much, but you could tell somehow techno didn't mind. "Its hard in a way..." He looked up at you. His eyes dancing between yours.

   "How so?" He questioned as you sat on your bed. He took the que and leaned on your dresser. Respecting your space. He knew he wasn't familiar to you like Wilbur or phil. He did want to get to know you more, but he also didn't want to force you to befriend him.

   "Well... I mean I've grown up here. All my life and memories are here... I know I can make more at the palace with you and your family." You smiled softly. "Wilbur already wants to teach me how to ice skate..." Techno smiled a little.

   "I bet you'll fall" he mused. You laughed a bit. smiling down to the boards under your feet. 

   "I probably will.” you were smiling gently, It’s the little actions like this that made you happy to see the family for what they were. Rather then what the rumors had painted them as. “I dunno, I know I want to work for you. I know my parents will appreciate the money and-" at this Techno’s brow furrowed slightly before he cut you off.

   "(Y/n) are you sure your doing this for yourself. Or for your parents?" The question took you aback briefly. Earning a slight head tilt. Techno pressed his lips, thinking of how to continue. "Are you working for me to make your parents happy. Or are you working because you will be happy?" You could only look at him with a blank look. He had a point there. "If your working to make your parents happy, you will be miserable the whole time your with us" He was watching your expression. Trying to read it for how you felt. You were kind of stumped. Techno had stepped closer. His boots were in front of yours. When you looked up he was right there. "I don't want to see you miserable well working" his gaze was gentle. He wasn't talking as a ruler, but rather as a friend. you understood too. If your hearts not in it, your work will never be as good. You paused a bit.

   "I do want to work for you. Its.. what my heart is telling-" again he cut you off, leaving your mouth agape with the words of your sentence lingering.

   "Your heart is a organ, it cant tell you what it wants" ok you wanted to hit him. He knew what you meant.

   "I mean... my consciousness is telling me to go with you and Phil. I really like your guy's company. Your brother Wilbur Is a lot of fun too." You shrugged and looked down a bit. Techno moved again and slowly sat beside you, almost hesitant like he wasn't sure if he could. When he sat the bed dipped quite a bit. Not that he could help it. He was a built man. "Maybe its just telling me to go because your family is the closest thing I've had to genuine friends..." Techno's face contorted into a little confusion. Getting a 'heh?' Out of him.

   "Don't tell me you've never had friends, princess" he said looking down at you.

   You smiled a little. "I've had friends... but usually there years younger than me. Like four or five. Maybe seven. I mean friends closer to my age like you and Wilbur" techno hummed a bit. His cheeks a very faint pink.

   "So you think of me as a friend now" his brow raised in question. his gaze was curious. not swaying to disgust, nor pure joy.

   “I mean, if I can count you as one...” You said looking up to him. If someone would have walked in at this moment, they would have thought they disturbed a moment between the two teens. Techno was tall, but that didn't stop his head from lingering down by yours. Your Voice was softer almost unsure now. Techno didn't speak at first, his eyes only lingering your face. soon he hummed in response, standing slowly.

      “Mmn... I mean. I guess you could.” his cheeks were tinted the faintest pink as he moved his fist to his mouth, clearing his throat. “yeah, yeah... I suppose were friends”

   When you were fully packed you walked out from your room, Techno in tow. Your fathers eyes saw your form and lingered on the two of you. Your father wasn't born yesterday, something inside him knew that there was unspoken chemistry between Techno and you. He didn't mind that though. Well, ok maybe he did. You were his daughter after all. 

   “do you have everything you need?” your father asked, his tone softer when addressing you.

   You nodded, slinging the bag over your shoulder. “I believe so, If not ill just have to come back” You smiled gently. Your father returned the smile. Phil looked up to Techno who was standing behind you, his arm’s crossed as he leaned on your door frame.

   “We should probably leave soon if we want to make it to the Mansion by night fall, Techno” Techno offered a nod to his father. when looking at Phil he couldn't help notice how your fathered watched him. Techno did understand though, it was probably unnerving to know he would be sending his young daughter several miles away with a teenage boy. Of course Phil was present, but that was minor. Techno simply just returned a look to your father, not trying to be hostile, nor too passive. After all techno did have a name to keep up.

   Your small group slowly moved outside to the street. you didn't notice, but your father had pulled Techno aside well you went with your mother and Phil. You hugged your mother tightly. wanting to savor the feeling of her hug. knowing it would be quite a while before you got another one.

   “Promise me you’ll be safe (y/n)...” she said softly. you nodded slowly, nuzzling into her neck. you could feel the tears threatening to spill. You knew the goodbye wasn't forever, but that still didn't lessen the slight sadness. This was a new chapter in your life. you couldn't live your life on a single page. it was time to move on and see what else awaited in your story. when the two of you pulled away, your mother saw your tears and wiped your eyes gently. “Chin up, you’ll make a lovely smith, honey” you smiled softly, taking deep breaths to calm your tears. Soon Techno had returned back to Phil’s side after his talk with your father. You turned towards the two of them together and smiled at them. Techno offered you a nod well Phil smiled back at you.

   “I'm going to miss you runnin’ around that forge” Your father said, he also had a few tears welled up in his eyes. “You better bust your butt down there and show em’ what your made of” You nodded at him, taking his words of courage to heart.

   You hugged him tightly. Him returning the tight hug. “Ill miss you...” you muttered to him. keeping your face hidden in his neck. Your dad was your grounder, he was along your side the whole way. Starting the new chapter without him was hard, but you knew it was necessary. “I love you...”

   “I love you too... Be safe for us...” he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

   By the time you reached France's countryside it was night already. Well in flight you had rested yourself on the side of your seat. Watching the ground fly past with incredible speed. Phil kept a keen eye on you to make sure you didn't fall. The last thing he wanted to do was have to turn around and explain to your parents that you fell to your death.

   Techno and Phil made wind of wanting to find somewhere to set up camp for the night. Knowing they both shouldn't fly well tired. When they saw the mansion up ahead however, they lost there ideal for a camp. Instead they landed nearby and prepared themselves to enter. Rambling off about where to enter. You were quite unsure about this, after all this was someone’s home. As they went on about a plan you looked the mansion over. It was rather massive to be honest. The mansion, although big, was ever so detailed and beautiful. The owners took amazing care of the structure. Well your eyes scanned the side, you saw movement from one of the windows. this made you realized that there were things inside. they planned to raid a mansion that someone lived in. Your eyes wondered for more movement and that's when you saw it. A Pillager. You felt rage take hold of your chest.

   "What are we doing here." Your voice was harsh, this caught Phil off guard. He wasn't used to hearing you take up such a tone. Phil and Techno swapped quick glances. Pondering if they should tell you about there plan. Ultimately Techno figured you should be included. Seeing that if this raid wad successful, your first task would be presented.

   "Do you know what Pillagers are?" Techno inquired. He knew you did, but he meant his question beyond face value. He was quizzing to see if you where aware of their history.

   "Yeah, heartless creatures that kill for fun" You hissed, not wanting to be near the mansion anymore. Techno watched your eyes. He could see the hate swirling within. To him this was intriguing to see you angry. Usually you were more quiet and docile.

   "Pillagers are a branch of Illagers..” Techno started slowly “The Illagers were a old type of Cult that was formed for the sole purpose of Black Magic" His tone was slow and calculated, he wasn't talking down to you, rather just simply explaining. "They are known for dealing with Alchemy, and Witchcraft" his eyes glinted with something that you couldn't quite put your finger on. "They even have been Rumored to deal with Necromancy" You were a little confused now.

   "What's Necromancy?" You inquired, your hate was leaving and slowly replacing with curiosity. Simultaneously, you didn't understand where this was leading.

   "The ability to raise the dead." You felt a shiver run down your spine at his words. You sent glances between the two of them. that's ridiculous, no one can raise the dead, it was impossible. Once you were dead, you were dead. You started getting uncomfortable with the way the conversation was leading. "It is rumored they have a Item that can bring those who have died back" Techno’s eyes never left yours.

   "That's.. That's impossible..." You said quietly, watching Techno intently. His eyes glinted again, you weren't familiar with his side of him so it raised alarm within you. This wasn't the Techno that sat with you in your room. Nor the one that asked your father not to bow. This side of him was different, almost more daring, and challenging.

   "Oh, but is it?" He paused briefly, His voice rose up now. Taking a tone of greatness. Turning to face the mansion. Soon expanding on his thought. "You see (y/n), sometimes rumors are so far  fetched... That they just have to be real." You glanced to Phil who only watched Techno like you. "The item they have, rather a totem actually... Can indeed bring the dead back. But it has to be on the person upon there death. You cannot bring someone who is long gone, back" he said simply.

   "How do you?..." you struggled to find your voice. “How do you know it’s true?” you asked no longer liking his tone. He turned back to face you, his emerald earring catching the moon light.

   "Because I have tested it" He said, looking into your eyes. Once he saw your eyes and the emotion that swirled within them he paused. He swallowed thickly, pondering his thoughts briefly. "I want you to stay back with the planes..." His tone had softened, it was the same one he used to address his father nights ago. "You'll be safe with them..." He glanced away, no longer able to keep your gaze.

   "We'll be back soon, I promise" Phil said, sending you a reassuring smile. the two of them turned and headed towards the entrance. there swords drawn, ready to counter what was inside.

   You had been waiting for a while now. The sound of the forest was peaceful. You had missed the frogs croaking, well the crickets chirped a endless harmony. In the artic this wasn't a luxury, the land was so snow covered that not many bugs resided, if any. The only sound you could hear was a low whistle, or hum, which was only the wind really. The temperature had dropped well you sat waiting, causing you to rub your arms for warmth. You looked down into the cockpit looking for one of the cloaks left behind. You felt one of them and pulled it onto your shoulders, securing the clasps. The feeling of the fabric quickly warmed your arms. You laid your head back, pondering the look that Techno had in his explanation. The look he had was hard to explain, it’s almost like he wasn't himself. Like he had something else within him, fueling him, talking to him. You didn't know Techno deeply, but you had seen him for a few weeks now, his attitude then compared to now was different. It was unnerving to say the least.

   Well pondering and listening to the casual hum of the woods, something caught your ear. You pushed yourself up so you were sitting. You could plain as day hear crying. But not just any crying, it was a Childs. You slowly climbed down from the cockpit. You know they told you to stay put, but you also couldn't just listen to a child cry. Your hand fell to the sword that hung on your hip. Slowly you started your descend into the woods, determined to find the source.

   The woods were thick. Everywhere you looked there was a branch ready to swat at your head. Minding the branches, you were able to spot the small crying toddler. He was curled up tightly, his knees to his chest as he wept. He had dirt on him, his face stained with tears and mud. His red and white shirt was torn to hell. At the sight of him your heart hurt. He saw you and without hesitation he reached up, wanting you to pick him up.

   "H-hey.. Shh.. sh.. your alright.. your safe.." Your tone was gentle as you carefully picked him up. Subconsciously your body started swaying without a spare thought. The boy did slowly quiet down. You glanced around and  tucked the boy within the cloak next to you, wanting to keep him warm. You needed to find Techno and Phil, like. Right now. "I'm gonna h-help you ok bud?.." you could feel him nod his head against you. Gripping to your clothes tightly.

   You tried to hurry back to the mansion, but luckily that wasn't hard to find due to the fact it was on fire. Wait why was it on fire. You now broke into a run, fearing that Phil and Techno were caught within it. But no, of course not. They were simply in front of the burning mass, watching the once beautiful mansion turn to ash.

   "What the hell happened here?..." You drifted off as your eyes scanned the flames with wide shock. Phil turned to you and smiled.

   "Oh there you are (y/n)- whatcha' got there?" He tilted his head seeing the bump underneath the cloak. Techno turned as well, blushing faintly when he saw you.

   You stared up at the giant fire well approaching them. "I uh.. found him.." you pried your eyes from the train wreck in front of you, still not able to wrap your mind around this.

   "What did you find?..." Techno asked trying to see beneath your cloak, that was actually his. But he didn't want to bring that up yet, finding you within it quite adorable.

   You moved the cloak to show the toddler, Phil's wings puffed out a bit when he saw the child in your arms. Both of their eyes widening. "I wanted to bring him back to you... He was alone when I found him and I've never taken care of a toddler so..." You slowly handed the child to Phil. He didn't fuss much with being handed off. Instead he just buried his head in Phil's neck. As if on instinct he checked the child to make sure he was ok, no cuts, or bruising "I couldn't leave him out there..." you said chewing your lip. Phil only kept his eyes on the child. Pondering.

   "No of course not.." Phil said slowly, looking down to the child. Rubbing his back. "Hey buddy.. do you have a name?.." Techno and you watched curiously. The toddler nodded. Sitting up to wipe his big round blue eyes.

   "I'm Thomas.." His voice was rough, showing he had been crying a while.

   "Its nice to meet you Thomas.. I'm Philza, and this is Technoblade, over here is (y/n). How old are you?" Phil asked slowly. Just like he would with his own boys. Tommy held up two tiny fingers, showing how old he was. "Your two? Wow your a big man, ya?" Tommy slowly nodded. "Do you know where your mom or dad is?" The boy shook his head and broke into a large sob. "Sshh.. don't worry.. we'll find them ok?" The small boy nodded through his cries, gripping to Phil.

   After finding Tommy we checked every nearby village we could think of, but no one claimed the poor child. The longer he was with us, Phil started to grow very attached to the boy. Techno wasn't very surprised with this of course, and neither were you quite honestly. You knew he had adopted Techno on a whim from what Wilbur explained. That's why Phil popped into your brain when you found Tommy.

   We ultimately decided to head home with Tommy. None of the villages we searched seemed to recognize tommy, so Phil figured it was the universe telling him that he has another child. Phil kept him on his lap most of the trip. Occasionally handing him to you or letting him ride with Techno, to whom your surprise, seemed to have a soft spot for children. Tommy found a lot of joy out of being in the plane with you three. You would bounce him on your lap when he was under your watch, letting him stretch out in joy. His little giggles rang out loud, bringing smiles to Phil's face. You did pull him into your arms securely when you reached the artic air however, mostly just to keep him warm.

   When you arrived to the palace Wilbur was confused on your early arrival. He had expected you three to be gone for at least two, to three days. But when he saw the toddler he mostly summed up the early arrival. Phil didn't linger long on the hellos of being home. Instead he took tommy straight to the physician to make sure he wasn't sick at all. His parent sense buzzing in full drive.

   Well waiting for Phil and tommy to show up again, Techno, Wil and you had found yourself comfortably in the library. You were extremely tired. But like Techno you were waiting to see Phil and Tommy first, before you made a run for your bed. The fire was lazily burning in front of you offering a warm wave of comfort. Your head started to roll from your sleepless state. Even Technoblade started to droop his head. Luckily Phil walked in with a happy tommy on his hip.

   "The Physician says he’s all good health wise. nothing we should be concerned about thankfully" Phil said. Claiming his seat beside Techno. Tommy made his way into techno’s lap, interested with the earrings he had. Instead of telling him no, or swatting his hand away, Techno just took one of his earrings out. showing tommy the jewelry. The two of them were honestly were too adorable.

   “Is he our new brother?” Wilbur asked, watching the curious two year old.

   Tommy held all of your attentions, his actions were all done in innocence and curiosity. He was a cute kid, he had little Ringlet’s of blonde hair that matched Philza’s. “You think we can handle another mouth to feed?” Phil asked looking to Wilbur. Wil nodded in response. The idea of a younger brother exciting him. Phil looked back to Techno and Tommy.

   Tommy was happily babbling off about things he thought were cool on Techno. Techno only sat with kind eyes and a soft smile, replying to tommy.

   “I suppose I do have a new son now” Phil said, a kind smile dancing on his lips.