#if someone wants to help that'd be low key great

[linawritesocs]

Here is my writing for you <3

Aka reasons why I KNOW Lilia x Lina x Rollo is canon frfr

First of all, the vibes and the aesthetics are there. Trust

The :D x :( x :| dynamic is so fun. So so fun

Lilia is scooping you and Rollo up in his arms and giving you both forehead kisses <3

You and Rollo have things in common and I think you'd be able to help each other get through a lot of stuff!

Plus Lilia is there to always support you and he's very understanding!! No judgment from him at all, absolutely 0

Again, LILIA AND ROLLO WOULD FIND YOUR SMILE AND LITERALLY EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU STUNNING!!! GORGEOUS!!! They wouldn't want to change a single thing about you!

They'd take such good care of you, no cap. Seriously. They'd be absurdly good at it. And they're incredibly careful and ask if you're comfortable :)

Why did they fall for you? Not sure with them but in my head, they saw a failgirl meow meow (affectionate) and went "OMG I LOVE THEMMM" and "...Okay so I love them"

Also that one Halloween drawing you did is like. Stuck in my head permanently. The vampire x witch x priest one.

Ngl I think y'all should have a pet cat. Idk why but it seems right

So the fireworks during masquerade, right? Or whatever they were if they weren't fireworks, I'm not sure jsndkfs

I think Rollo would take you both to a place that's kinda far and the sounds aren't very audible, but the view of the town is great! And you get a clear view of the fireworks so that you don't have to miss how pretty they are!

I'm trying to think of date ideas but I'm kind of blanking rn? I know it'd be something more low-key... OHHH what if cat cafe??? (I feel like I keep mentioning cats but that's literally your and Rollo's energies, I can't just forget cats)

Whenever you're sick, Rollo would definitely take some time away from NBC, like a few hours, so he can see you and make sure you're doing all right! Maybe he brings you some food or medicines he heard is good for you!

I'm sure Lilia does a really good job too, plus he'd make sure you aren't lonely and in low spirits!

Random thought: If Silver is basically the son of Lilia and Lina, what's Rollo's role? I feel like he doesn't dislike Silver, that's all, but if you have thoughts... 👁️👁️

Cottagecore house cottagecore house cottagecore house

Once y'all graduate I can see you having a cottagecore house. Yes just like Seth and Rollo

That's all I have rn but PLEASE RAMBLE IN YOUR RESPONSE IF YOU WANT!!! I WANNA HEAR MORE ABOUT THEM <333

HSDHDJSJSDJKSJS TARUUUUU THIS IS SO CUTE I'M GONNA CRYYYYYY

and you're right. rollo x lina are just cat x cat. both of them are so cat-coded.

THE IMAGE OF LILIA SCOOPING BOTH ME AND ROLLO UP IS SO FUNNY but it's okay i know he can do it

everything about the vampire x priest x witch au is perfect. lina and lilia already dating and lilia going "hey dude wanna form a polycule". rollo naming one of the bells john and making cole and sebastian worry for his mental health. rollo being So Scared that someone is gonna find out about his relationship with those two but when cole and sebastian do find out they just go "OMG SO YOU DO HAVE BITCHES SLAYYYYY- ahem, we mean. wow.. you're not maidenless.." lina secretly being a catgirl and hiding her cat ears under her witch hat and fully turning into a cat when she's comfortable around rollo. honestly priest!rollo is a very popular au concept especially with a vampire/witch/other "monster" s/o but like. come on. we all know this is the best one /lh

. I GUESS SILVER CAN ALSO BE ROLLO'S SON THOUGH THAT'D BE SO FUNNY IT'S LIKE ".. so. uh. y-you're dating my father." ".. yes" "and you're also dating my mother" "also yes" ".. uh. does that make you-" "i am literally one year older than you" "okay father number two" NO BUT THEY EVEN LOOK KINDA SIMILAR. KNIGHT OF DAWN WHO. i'm actually obsessed with the way how silver actually looks and acts like a mix of them. he can appear very suddenly, scaring others in the process, just like lilia, he's eepy like lina and also tends to blame himself a lot just like them and he looks a lot like rollo and is very serious and responsible, just like him. he is literally their son. i'm gonna sob

here are some of my fav lina x lilia x rollo concepts if you don't mind me sharing!

lilia is 700 years old and he's been through so much and it took a lot of time for him to change and become the gremlin that he is today. lina is MUCH younger than him, but she also had to go through a lot of horrors. lilia never says that their trauma isn't valid and never says stuff like "well at least you didn't have to fight in a war". he just hopes they can feel a bit lighter when he's around.

i've mentioned before that i imagine lina's unique magic hurting them a lot in exchange for them to do things as good (or better than) as others so yeah, maybe rollo would find lina suspicious at first but then imagine him finding out about what her magic is doing to her and he's like. "SEE. I AM RIGHT. WE HAVE TO SAVE YOU WE HAVE TO GET RID OF MAGIC WE HAVE TO-" and lina is standing there like "sir.. why do you want to save me.."

*sobs* rollo putting a flower in lina's hair while she's sitting lost in thought and comparing her to that flower *CRIES*

rollo being confused why lilia is 100% okay with a poly relationship and lilia is like "well. uh. well. you see. i have EXPERIENCE" mallenoa and her husband (possibly crowley)

ACTUALLY IT'S SO FUNNY bc if you think about it lina x lilia x rollo is like a reverse version of that relationship. it's not the "actual queen" and a "trash man" it's "the nbc student council president and the most talented student from that school" and "a wet cat i found on the street and said "i just think it's neat"".

*SOBBING* LINA HAS NOTICEABLE FANGS.. DO YOU KNOW WHO ALSO HAS THOSE.. which means linalilia can just bite rollo whenever they want.

lina and lilia dye each other's hair all the time and try to make rollo join them. they fail but it's okay

[jaymber]

Blood, pride, lust for both gabby and Amy please c:

Gabby

BLOOD. -What types of injuries has your muse sustained? What was the worst?

Oof, what injury hasn't Gabby gone through? Since she realized she cannot die, she's been having fun with her XBDs: burns, broken bones, lacerations, …

Though her most painful injury to this day is the Maelstrom tramp stamp branded on her lower back. They had to pour Holy water on her skin so the scar could stick. It sizzled real good, and hurt for months… but it was worth it!

PRIDE. -What is your muses biggest flaw?

Her ego. She sees herself as a great actor, and someone no one can resist. She's got fame, money, power. She won't call herself a god but she'd low-key be into forming a cult of personality for herself (and that master in sociology would surely help) 😌

LUST. -Who does your muse find attractive?

Gabby's a "fuck, everyone's hot" kind of pansexual. Either ask really nice or say no in just the right way that'll make her want you even more, and you got yourself a chance 🤭

She finds especially attractive people who seem like they could enable her… darker fantasies 😏

Amy

BLOOD. -What types of injuries has your muse sustained? What was the worst?

Amy broke a few bones as a kid and lost a toe from walking in the Badlands barefoot. But that was nothing compared to the pain of having her body blown up by a gas station explosion. It's her worst injury because she remembers how it felt. She doesn't remember a thing about the Raffen Shiv playing with her like a doll with experimental cyberware, which hurt a lot more, for longer.

PRIDE. -What is your muses biggest flaw?

Already answered:

Amy's really impulsive now. She doesn't think, only acts. She gets frustrated really quickly, and as a former cyberpsycho, her outbursts tend to scare people around her.

Her impulsiveness often gets her in trouble or hurt. Her body reacts to whatever pulsion hits her, without being able to judge whether or not that'd put her in danger.

LUST. -Who does your muse find attractive?

It really depends if Amy's looking for a night of fun, or a fwb.

If it's just a one-time thing, she'll find attractive the type of people that make her think "step on me 😳". Badass rough folks with an edge.

If she wants it to become a regular thing, she'd rather go for cute, open-minded folks. Someone gentle and reassuring with a warm smile and pretty eyes.

[gxlacticlove]

anyway if anyone wants to let me rant about my kind of problem to them that could be cool for me

I really don’t handle crushes well and it’s becoming a problem

[cutegirlmayra]

*Slurps on ice coffee* ey yo Mayra what's cracking? I need some good ole fashioned protective Sonic of Amy I̶'̶m̶ ̶b̶a̶s̶i̶c̶ ̶b̶u̶t̶ ̶I̶ ̶l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶i̶t̶ . Maybe something like the press or newspaper attack Amy's character which upset her and Sonic defends or tries to comfort her? That'd be great thanks *Puts on shades and skateboards away*

What up, homie? How’s the skate? Don’t get home to late, my man, you know how these streets be at night. OUR TOWN. That’s what’s up! -slaps hand into yours and does a bro-hold-

You can see my response and thinking for this on the Pajama Blogs! (x) Timecode: 28:12

Referencing my fanfiction: Trying to ‘Tap’ into Love

PROMPT REQUESTS ARE ON SHUTDOWN, DO NOT SEND ANY TO ME, please and thank you ;3c

Prompt:

It was a pretty late night. I hadn’t seen Amy so upset before.

Usually, in the past, it wasn’t uncommon for Amy to come rushing to me--arms flung out and moving like a speed train with tears that sprawled into sparkling stars against the sky.

I always, usually, kinda-sorta, caught her and just let her cry it out with an awkward smile to my face.

But this time... Amy wanted to be alone.

That was weird. I first heard about it from Tails, who said that she had been reading some articles about the team and how they’ve said some pretty critiquing things about her... I’ve never really dealt with anything like that.

Joking, completely, I’ve totally had my fair share. But what about Amy? I always figured... well, she came off as pretty independently confident all on her own. I didn’t think she cared that much about what everyone thought of her.

So I was a bit concerned by Tails’s words, but I thought nothing of it. Waved it off as a momentary sadness for her, after all, this was Amy! She could bounce back from anything.

If it was really serious, I figured she would have come charging after me like before.

The stars weren’t here tonight... odd.

Sorry, where was I? Oh, yeah. The second time I heard anything a little more alarming was from Knuckles. Apparently, Amy had come to seek some solace from the unconditionally loving Chao--now this had been a solid day and half since I’ve heard about the incident of her wanting to be alone after reading some bad commentary on her--and she would shake the chao away from clinging to her.

He said he didn’t get it, cause she used to love to cuddle them and they all were really hurt by her wanting to keep her distance and just pat their heads.

Now, if anything were to set me and Knuckles off, it was that.

His face was so strained as he talked to me about it, I’ve never seen Knuckles trying to hold back so much worry and anger before. He said he tried to go over and give her a piece of his mind, but when she turned around, her eyes were vacant of anything but tears.

“It looked like she thought she had done something wrong before she even did it.” He stated, “I didn’t have the heart to continue yelling at her, so I just shooed her away, telling her to pick on someone else if she was feeling that crummy.”

“Harsh, Knuckles. Harsh.” I joked, but there was a low-key truth to what I said. “Tails said something about harsh comments on some articles she likes to read about us.” The old alter of the Master Emerald’s shrine was as stony and gravely as ever. The little pieces of chipped pebbles always grinded and dug themselves under my fur and into my skin every time I sat there, but Knuckles acted like nothing ever phased his tough skin.

I was acting kinda tough, too... to be real honest with you.

Knuckles huffed, grumbling as he picked up some berry juice he had squashed into a half-coconut  bowl and passed one over to me. “Doesn’t excuse telling a kid they can’t hold ya.” He was right... but then again...

“Maybe she just didn’t want the sympathy.” It was hard to look at it from a girl’s point of view, I didn’t quite understand what would tip her over the edge like that. Maybe they said she wasn’t pretty enough..? Ehh..?

“Girls really care about how others view them, you know?” I took a sip. It did in fact taste good, and I leaned back to let the slight acidy feel tingle against my throat as its favorable burst went down the ol’pipe. “Ahh~ That’s the spot!”

“...I don’t think you should be acting so carefree about this, Sonic.”

His sudden tone made me stop enjoying the berry sensation and look back to him, a little surprised but not by much. Knuckles always chose the direct route in any conversation, it’s what made him so easy and frustrating to talk to.

I smiled and closed my eyes, putting a foot down a step to stretch it out and sighed.

“...Yeah. I know.”

“If you know, then why don’t you do something about it!?” Knuckles, always ready to pull his voice out and speak up when he sees something he doesn’t like. “The very fact that she’s a girl means you should do somethin’ about it! Girls aren’t meant to mope about, they gotta be treated decently! Ain’t that half your job?!” ...Still, it made me like him like that. He was a good guy, and had the real makings of a hero--at least, to my standards--and a good friend at that!

“Half, huh?” I took another sip. Did everyone think me and Amy were something more..? After all these years, I hadn’t the slightest clue. Seems everyone else held a standard in their mind about it though...

“I’m serious! Aren’t you planning to do something about it?”

“Am I?” I smirked, not liking to be asked direct questions about myself. I took the coconut drink down and set it to the side, getting up and stretching my arm out in a few simple gestures. Spreading it across my chest and pulling it with my other hand, then twisting my torso right and down as I put the other arm back and used the one I’d momentarily stretched to reach sky high with it. “Boy, that feels good!”

“Grr... Sonic... if you’re making fun of this, I’ll-!” Before getting Knuckles too wound up, seeing him lift his fists again, I flicked myself in my usual--Sonic Charm~

I winked and wiggled my pointer finger, turning one leg to be slightly bent as I was about to speed off anyway.

I had heard what I wanted too, now time to do some more digging before investigating it right at it’s source.

“Don’t worry so much, Knuckles! Like I’d ever leave Amy to her own assumptions.” I still wasn’t sure what she was struggling with... but wanting to be alone and not have anyone clinging to her in affection?

Didn’t sound like Amy Rose to me.

While heading to dart off the island, I stopped by the chao and asked them what their story was.

Squatting down, I think I mustered up enough of my expertise in games to figure out their charaded play. It seems the chao could tell something was off from Amy’s usual, cheery nature. To try and help, they tried to swarm her as she usually did with endless hugs, but she delicately plucked each one off at a time and set them back down.

All she wanted was to sit, looking sadly between her arms and legs--I’m guessing the chao were trying to do the fetal upright position but their budgy bodies just can’t do it.--and pat their heads.

It made them uncomfortable to not be able to love on her, I assumed, and they continued to show me great concern as they held my arms in different places and showed me their adorable eyes.

“I get it, don’t worry, Amy’s gonna be just fine.” I smiled the best I could, but hearing... well, seeing their side of the story really... heh, opened my eyes?

Puns. Always a defense mechanism when you don’t intend to use them that way.

Something had me wanting to wait before I saw Amy again, though. Usually, that wasn’t like me, but I wanted a bigger picture.

I sped over to Cream’s and Vanilla’s, where I thought more insight might be had.

Tails had already called them, doing his own work to try and collect the pieces before directly asking Amy. We all knew Amy could be a bit... Nah, I won’t say it. But we wanted a better idea before we approached her about it.

Just safer that way...

I rubbed my head, remembering how easily one could fall into that hammer’s swing if they didn’t word things a bit more carefully, as Cream and Vanilla recounted Amy’s strange melancholy behavior, and how she wanted to seem less-

“Feminine?” That threw me for a loop, and trust me, I’ve had my fair share of running through loops.

“Well, not quite.” Vanilla was sitting on her lovely coach with Cream and Cheese sitting adjacent but slightly on her lap. She looked down at Cream who held her chin up a moment, wanting to be polite as she addressed me.

I did my best to hold a steady and kind eye-contact, but I could tell she was struggling to admit what she heard and saw.

“Miss Amy kept asking me strange questions. Like... Was she too much on something. I didn’t understand and she kept insisting I shouldn’t coddle her or lie to her. I didn’t know how to take that... I would never lie to Miss Amy! I just... didn’t understand what she wanted from me.”

It pained me to see that Amy had hurt someone from her own insecurities.

That was everything Amy stood against, and that’s when I knew this was getting out of hand.

I had let her be for a day just to see if she would either work it out on her own or come crying to me... but she hadn’t done either.

She was now hurting those close to her... and so it was time to intervene.

“Thank you for telling me that, Cream.” I purposefully spoke as tenderly as I could, “I’m sure that was hard for you. I’m very grateful you told me what happened.”

She buried herself into her mother’s chest, still hurt, and that drove a powerful fire through me.

That does it, Amy.

You don’t hurt people when you’re injured.

You come to someone stronger to help heal you if you can’t do it yourself.

At the time, I was really upset. Amy must have been polarized by the media.

They call her too traditional? Is that why she wanted to be more ‘tough’ like? Too protected? Too appeased?

Feminine... did she feel like a damsel in distress instead of our trusted friend?

I was trying to keep my head leveled, but I ended up closing my eyes during my run and letting the night’s air beat against me to try and cool myself off before finding her.

She wasn’t home, I checked the windows. No lights.

Unless she was sitting the dark, Amy always had a reading light on. She only turned every light off in her house when she was going to bed, so she could see the stars and feel like we were watching them together, no matter if we were far apart or not.

I looked to see she hadn’t any dirty dishes in the sink, and while peeking through the window, I noticed her drapes were down as well. That means she hadn’t been cooking or baking, and that she hadn’t opened the windows and pulled the drapes to let the smells carry, hoping I’d catch wind of it and invite myself in for a dinner with her.

I sped over to the city, thinking maybe she went on one of those ‘journey walks’ where she just window shops but ends up buying too many bags and waiting for me to bolt by and help her with them. She liked to think and experience things outside the home too... but I didn’t see her struggling with shopping bags anywhere.

She wasn’t watching Twinkle Park’s lights from her favorite outdoor restaurant, or purposefully losing her hat in hope’s I’d somehow see it and return it to her. She wasn’t sitting on her favorite spot with her favorite outdoor umbrella with her typical strawberry and vanilla shake and pretending she was too cold to finish it, bundling up and hoping I’d make a move and pull her closer or something.

She wasn’t in the fields where she’d pick flowers with Cream, or stare up at the clouds and reminisce about old times and stories we used to tell each other, or have her head on a bed of flowers so butterflies would come and sit on her still face as she dreamed of a future with me in it. Waiting for me to zip by and have the butterflies spread out and fly through my backdraft as the air around where I just blazed through would slowly return to a even, equilibrium.

She wasn’t anywhere I usually found her at.

I came up to my last spot I could think of. Why was this so hard? Amy could find me in a heartbeat... which... I couldn’t quite feel right now because it was fluttering dangerously like my shaky breaths.

I kept a strong look on my face, simply because I was worried my fear at not finding her would leak through and make her feel bad about being too well hidden.

I didn’t want her to feel bad... I didn’t want her to be alone for this long.

It had been the dark of the second day... I just wanted to see her. Make sure she was okay...

That anger that once fueled me was now popping in sparks of concern that made me walk around the rolling hills of Green Hill zone.

If she wasn’t here... looking for me... then I truly didn’t know where she was.

Eggman... would have been my next guess.

That, or Amy was replaced by a robot of his and was terrorizing the living daylights out of her friends!

... It was concerning. I wouldn’t worry. I couldn’t worry... Amy wasn’t a little girl anymore and hateful, spiting comments were to be expected when you live in the spotlight.

But I was just wanting to know where she was... how she was... It was starting to drive me crazy.

“Where are you... Amy?” I looked up to the sky, blank and black, and I didn’t like the omen it sent me. Like chills down my fur, the wind finally got to me. I felt the cold... empty world for the first time... realizing Amy was out in it without me.

Was she without her coat? Was she silently re-reading those awful articles?

‘Amy... Amy... Hear me... You’re not alone.’ My thoughts channeled through to my feet and I kept searching, darting here to there, scouting out east and west, north to south was like zig-zagging till every blade swayed left and right to make sure she wasn’t hiding somewhere in it’s darkened shade...

A crescent moon... not a full one. She liked the full moon.

‘Amy...’

As I ran through a rather flattened terrain of another zone, I watched to the side of me how the treelined slimmed down and the edge of the world rose up on a hill... that soon became a mountain.

Blocking my view... of any light the night could have brought to her.

She only liked the dark when she was about to sleep... it’d be too dark to really see her way home, soon.

I had confidence she knew her way home, that the world wasn’t that dangerous... but I wondered if her mind could be.

‘Amy...’ I bit down my teeth, charging forward in a streak of blue.

“AMMMMYYY!!!!”

----

As though hearing something in the distance, I raised my head and looked back over my shoulder.

Something kept telling me Sonic was looking for me... but I wondered if that was true this time.

I turned my solemn head with a sigh back to the last shred of light from the fading sun... I felt like... if I got any closer, I would feel it’s warmth envelop me completely... and I’d disappear from this world.

All these awful words in my head would cease, all this terrible feeling of not being enough, or too much, or just dull and unwanted... I wanted it all to go away.

I had cried and thought so much, self-reflected to the point of not even knowing where I was or how far I had traveled off too.

Tails said I was acting too sensitive to words that random people that didn’t even know me had said. Knuckles yelled at me when I tried to change my behavior so I wasn’t what those people had written about. Cream even got tongue-tied trying to voice her own thoughts about me... and ended up just saying something to ‘feed my ego’ as they put it.

No... Cream wouldn’t do that. Tails wouldn’t try and be so dismissive of me like they said they all are. Knuckles... Okay, Knuckles is loud and yells a lot, but he meant well..!

She groaned and let herself flop back to lay against the cold grass, still holding her arms around herself as she was getting terribly cold in her heartache.

Knuckles just didn’t like how the chao were reacting to my new behavior... it’s understandable they would have been apprehensive to me trying to love them a little less directly... But practicing my new, refined self on them didn’t seem to have any good effects...

Maybe I’m overthinking... but I just want someone to tell me... I’m alright.

She put her arms over her eyes, refusing to look up at such a dark and ugly sky tonight.

“I just-” she sniffed, feeling the hot tears break through her already stained, sticky cheeks full of her earlier dried tears again. “I just want someone to tell me I’m perfect the way I am..!”

A sound arrowed itself into a bow along the plain of where Amy was, a sound that soared through her like a sonicboom that cracked through to her heart and made her sit up, looking as though with outrageous hope towards the last lowering light of the sun’s touch...

The grassy hill behind her seemed to have made a sound like something was moving quickly across it’s tundra... like something was refusing to let her sit in the quietness to let her thoughts overwhelm and consume her.

Her thoughts could hear someone calling her name...

“Sonic..?”

She lightly whispered his name out.

Then, as though pushing her lips back to not bother him, but wanting more than anything to jump into his arms-!

“SOOONIICCC!!!”

-----

He zoomed back to the sound, his eyes raising as though elated to finally get a trace of her.

And those tears that sparkled and lit up the entire night sky with stars...

And those arms that reached out for him, as though stretching on for eternity... a never-ending yearning he always accepted, granted a little half-heartedly, but never refused.

That scene was forever imprinted on him... and he wasn’t letting Amy leave his sights till she was her usual, teasingly flirty and emotionally unbreakable, spirited and youthful self again!

[violetarks]

Just A Game: It's Your Emo Boy

Anime: My Hero Academia (SMAU)

LEVEL DOWN | MENU | LEVEL UP

"Eiji!" Y/N shouted out as she jogged out of her room, "Have you seen my black shoes? The one with the—the little bunny on the heel side?"

She walked into his room, seeing Kirishima shake his head as he stood up from his desk chair. "Sorry, Y/N, I haven't. Last time I saw them, Bakugou was yelling at you to put them away since they were just in front of the door." He claimed.

Y/N huffed, nodding her head.

Living with Bakugou and Kirishima was great actually. Bakugou knew how to cook and cleam well, Kirishima was great at organising dates and lifting the mood and Y/N... she fit in just right.

She was a little of both. Consulting in Kirishima about upcoming events and how to manage them. Helping Bakugou in the kitchen as a little helper, as if he'd ever let her be in charge. She was able to keep peace in the house, like how Kirishima did.

Y/N ran downstairs, grabbing her bag and jumping off the third last step. She ran around the corner to see Bakugou with his arms crossed, glaring at Shinso. He looked displeased with him. For some reason.

Shinso looked away, an uncomfortable look on his face. But his eyes landed on Y/N and his brows raised a little.

"Thanks, Katsuki!" She called, rushing towards them and standing in between, "Have you seen my—"

"Here." He scoffed, tossing her the shoes.

She gasped, "Hey, I was asking you if you saw them! Why didn't you tell me?" She quickly slipped them on as Bakugou continued to glare at Shinso.

Bakugou only held the shoes captive to gain more time to evaluate Shinso. He was dressed fine and stuff, but ever since last time, Bakugou became more careful.

"Alright, see you at 6:30, Katsuki." She said, pushing Shinso out of the house, "Bye Eiji! Make sure to feed Daisuke at dinner too!"

Kirishima comes bouncing down the stairs, waving at Y/N and Shinso. "Okay! Have fun!" He calls back.

"Who's Daisuke?" Shinso questioned as Y/N grabbed her keys and Bakugou walked off.

"Oh, my cat." She replied, kneeling down to the floor as the said pet comes towards her, "He's the one in my Twitter profile picture. Isn't he cute?"

Y/N picked up Daisuke, the cat meowing and resting in her arms. Shinso felt his heart beat faster. "He's adorable."

"Yes he is. Aren't you, Dai-chan?" Y/N giggled, letting Shinso pet Daisuke and hearing his purr lowly, "So, should we get going?"

Shinso shook himself out of his cat-adorning thoughts and nodded his head.

At the shops, the two of them were going around and buying all the things they needed. Shinso would laugh at the jokes she made, and Y/N would cry inside at his cute giggle. A few times, someone would recognise them and ask for a photo or autograph.

Right now, someone was saying how Y/N's collab with WatchTetsutetsu was so funny and they hoped she did it again. Y/N lifted her shoulders and went along with it.

Meanwhile, Shinso was paying for the half of the groceries he was buying. Y/N had finished her own and took photos with her fan. At one point, the fan pointed to Shinso, making Y/N shake her head and hands frantically. Shinso wondered what they were talking about.

He approached her with the cart in hand. Y/N saw him and quickly waved her hands to the fan. "Anyway, I have to go now. But it was great meeting you." She said sweetly as the fan walks off with a big grin.

Shinso peered down at her. Y/N looked back up at him. "We should get going now. I have to drop you off by 5:45 or else Bakugou will come for my ass." He stated, already pushing the shopping cart to the exit of the market.

Y/N quickly followed behind, tilting her head. "Did Bakugou threaten you at the door or something?" She questioned with a low tone. She already knew the answer to this one.

"Of course he did." Shinso told her, shaking his head, "But I had to remind him that this was a grocery shopping spree. Not some date."

Y/N nodded her head, sipping her drink for a moment. "Right."

A few moments later, they were in the parking lot.

"It seems like a lot of people can recognise you easily, huh?" Shinso said, pushing the shopping cart towards his car.

Y/N shrugged her shoulders with both her drink and Shinso's in her hands. "I guess. I mean, I'm not a masked streamer at all." She stated, handing Shinso his drink as she sipped hers, "And a lot of them recognised your face, Shinso."

"I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing, heh." He joked, unlocking his car boot.

Y/N helped put the shopping in his boot and chuckles back, "Who wouldn't want to see your face, Shinso?"

It took him a while to process what she had said. And then he glances at her. "You really think so?" He asked as she heaved the last bag into the boot.

"Um..." Y/N cleared her throat, face feeling warmer. Luckily, Shinso couldn't tell. "Well, yeah... You are pretty attractive, Shinso..."

He closed the boot, smiling to himself before moving towards the driver's seat. "Thanks. You are too, Y/N." He complimented, heading into the car.

Y/N gulped for a moment before getting into the passengers seat. "Thank you."

At home, Y/N opened the door to see Bakugou and Kirishima in the living room, watching some war movie. They peered over to her, Kirishima waving and Bakugou taking a drink from his beer. "I'm home!" Y/N called out, immediately hearing the patting against the wooden floor.

She gasped, kneeling down as Shinso closed the door behind him, "Dai-chan! Awe, I missed you so much!"

She then helped Shinso put her groceries on the kitchen bench. Daisuke followed behind them, jumping onto the couch Kirishima and Bakugou were on and laying on the armrest beside Kirishima, who pat him softly. "I got your spices, Katsuki, the ones you like." Y/N spoke, pulling the things out.

Shinso helped, asking her where to put everything. Y/N then put away the bags she used, thanking Shinso for the help. She then bounced towards the boys, leaning over the couch space in between their shoulders.

"Look what I got!" She giggled, Shinso standing a few feet away from her, petting Daisuke too. He smiled at the cat. "Shinso took me to this electronics shop with video games and I got the newest Spider-Man game! The one with Miles Morales!"

Kirishima took the case into his hands. "Damn, I didn't know this was out yet!" He exclaimed, turning around to her, "Can I play this too?"

"Of course, Eiji!" She responds, ruffling his downed hair, "You have a separate account on my console, remember? Both you and Katsuki, but he's boring and doesn't play anything other than gorey shooter games."

Bakugou rolled his eyes. "Because nothing can beat them, dumbass." He retorts.

Y/N stands up, looking towards Shinso. He turned back to her, sheepishly pulling away from Daisuke. "Thanks for today, Shinso, it was fun." She said walking him to the door.

"Yeah, we should do this again." He said, unconsciously at that. He was already at the door, turning around to her. He was met with Y/N smiling softly.

She tilted her head. "That'd be nice. I don't mind going on another grocery run with you." She stated, hands behind her back.

Shinso sighed out, nodding his head, "Oh, right. So, I should get going, before the ice cream melts." He turned around, already heading to his car.

Y/N waved at him. "See you on Sunday, Shinso!" She shouted out.

"On Sunday!" He said back, smirking as he opening his car door.

Y/N headed back inside, heading upstairs to change. After a few moments, she came back downstairs and took out her drink she saved in the fridge. Kirishima moved to the side to let Y/N sit in between them, Diasuke crawling his way to her lap.

"So, what's on?" She questioned, only for Kirishima to start texting on his phone.

Fun Fact: Y/N's cat, Daisuke, was a gift from Kaminari once she hit 500k followers. The reason she calls him 'Daisuke' is because it means 'great help', since the first week of owning him (when the cat was nameless) Y/N would be woken up by Daisuke before Bakugou could barge into her room, or scratch at her pants when someone was at the door and she had her headphones on. Daisuke lived up to his name. And Y/N calls him 'Dai-chan' (great) because she thinks the cat is just that.

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Season 1 Episode 4

Starting another episode in my free time today I've got an hour and half, but I'm in a somewhat analysing mood, well see how this goes

Oh yeah, the blackout.

Ooh flashback.

Liz just doesn't feel it with Kyle. And wow someone hurt Rosa bad. That was kinda harsh.

Well, I wonder how they're gonna deal with this. Also, I just thought of this while writing, but I guess technically confirmation Max didn't tell Liz everything, but tbh, we knew that so it doesn't matter.

Isobel you tried that. It didn't work. Also, I really don't thing confessing will work tbh. Like even if he does the circumstances would point to him lying right? I just don't see Liz buying that completely. She wants answers, that'd be too easy.

Oh, Rosa's ex. He doesn't seem so bad tbh.

Lmao, protective father.

Ugh, this guy again. He's really tries to manipulate people. I hate him

Jenna don't fraternizte with the enemy. I hope this doesn't progress in anyway. I kinda like Jenna, so associating with that guy would be disappointing.

How has it taken this long for them to discuss each other's powers?

This is awkward... like "She feels like I'm a murderer" that's not what Isobel meant. Lmao

I feel bad for him though. Like this man is really going through it.

Oh shit. Actual consequences to the blackout. Tbh I didn't think there would be. Idk why, but I just didn't. Poor kid. Like genuinely.

Just casually rolling into to town to manipulate peoples minds. You know, as you do.

Also like, duh she didn't tell him.

Ooh. Calling the old man out. This low-key resonates though. Parents don't trust you, you lie. And don't get me wrong, her dad seems good, and I'm hearing what he's saying too, I just can't relate to his side (yet)

Fuck! What happened? Heart attack?

Ok, that was cool of Kyle ngl. I like him. Sometimes he makes me nervous (still does) but he's a good guy at heart

I like this dynamic. Michael and Maria I mean. Like it seems fun to watch. Also I'm assuming that man's order means Isobel did her thing right.

I forgot about the date tbh. That's awkward, and it's gonna end awkward if they continue with this since Liz is staying...

What is up with Maria and Isobel? Oof. I like this too though. Lmao. Maria is a obviously a good character cause I've found she's played off of everyone well.

I don't know how I feel about getting in Maria's head though. Idk idk. The set up feels like something will go wrong. It's always the set up with these shows.

(Uninportant tangent) Here's the thing. I'm a really anxious person, and I think of literally everything that could go wrong always. So I get really nervous reading or watching stuff. It's fun, tbh, but makes me feel dumb sharing if I turn out to be wrong.

Freak. Kinda rude and backhanded. Definitely isn't gonna help make nice. Nor are the comments during the reading. But also lmao Maria is like spot on and idk how but I love it.

Oh entering her head now and a flashback. I'm getting distracted by the background music though lmao. I love to dance to Shake It. Honestly bobbing my head along as I watch.

Why did Rosa hate Isobel though? Just cause she was the mean girl?

Oh no, this confrontation again. Everytime Max and Kyle are together I get worried Kyle's gonna reveal that Liz told him. It makes me nervous, and had I not been liveblogging I would look it up.

"We're just men" he says where both of them know it's not true. Obviously he isn't aware they both know, but still.

Rosa was gonna run away? The plot thickens.

Max is gonna have to do something. Like quickly.

😬😬 Jenna's about to find out if he keeps speaking like that.

What did Liz just find? I shouldn't ask that because it'll be answered soon.

Max that was not at all subtle... Jenna will be suspecting things now

Wow. Ok. Hmm. That's not great if she's right. Gonna be honest, I see no purpose in this being false, so I'll believe this reveal for now. My one question though, how is Liz an expert in handwriting? Like to the point of matching it? Like isn't that something that takes years of work, and she's in a more sciencey path. Idk. Just nitpicky.

Yeah, this would send someone spiraling. This back and forth on whether it's true or not right now is weird. Anyways. The fact that they're saying it's not true, to pointing how it could be, makes me believe it more.

Don't kiss. And they did. I'm not into this as a ship ngl.

Oh is Isobel still not okay? I thought that was just sort of a general, over did it, drink some nail polish remover and move on kinda deal. (On that note, how did they figure out to drink that stuff?)

This deal about that night is really blowing up in their faces seeing how it keeps getting brought up. Honestly, they probably thought they were in the clear from addressing it ever again as it's been a decade and then BAM! Liz come crashing into their lives threatening everything they've built, what with her knowing they're aliens, and also digging into her sisters past. I do get why these two don't like her. It just kinda sucks that we can't all get along yet. I feel things would be resolved so quickly if we all trusted each other. But that wouldn't be good stoy telling, and then I wouldn't watch the show. Probably.

Look, I know if I look logically, Liz and Kyle make sense and should be a good pair, they communicate well, they're obviously attracted to each other, they care about each other yada yada. But shipping isn't logical. So, imma pass.

Also this thing with his dad was kinda dealt with quicker than I expected. Like obviously they're looking into it, but I expected more conflict over it. Not sad to see a lack of it though

Ugh encounter. Oh this isn't as bad as I was expecting this to go.

Oh shit this confrontation is happening. See this is what I wanted to avoid. I knew it was coming, but why did it come? The betrayal of trust. Thought it is on both sides since he's still keeping secrets about Rosa. So you know, evens out... I don't really want to hit play. I hate moments like this.

This is hurting me. I'll leave it at that.

Agajdbks I'm analysing as I'm watching but I didn't want to hit pause so I kept going back and deleting.

So cage imagery brought up again, taken from Rosa of course. Being burned and needing to hide away in your armor. She's gotta break that cage and leave the safety of course that's coming later. Like this is a story, things like this get brought up to be broken. Same thing with how she only relies on facts. That rarely lasts in storied when it's brought up.

She's terrified is how she sums it up, but that's obviously more than just, "ooh alien may have killed my sister" and also relates to her feelings I'd say, I mean it makes sense. She's scared of opening up, of how she feels, and how he's involved with Rosa.

I honestly forgot more of what I was gonna say but oh well.

Jenna, don't you dare talk to him. Oh, he's fucking manipulating again. I hate him

Aw father daughter bonding. I like her dad

Ok, there lives are sad. Like idk, Michael hits the most just cause he's literally looking for some other alien to save him. It might as well be a child's fairytale tbh. Isobel's is sad too don't get me wrong, but something feels worse looking for someone not there.

And now they know about Kyle. Their lives are falling apart

Oh I'm running out of time I pause too much, I need to go, so commentary is short.

Gah! And of course it's right at the end with a reveal. Fuck me. I basically running to my practice and have no time to process and reflect anymore. I over thought things earlier. Damn. I'm watching the next episode tonight idc that I have to get up early.

[shardclan]

How does Lutia like being an Archmage? Like I know you've talked about how she likes being powerful but is there more too it than that? And if you could tak more about her relationship with her sister that'd be great too! (Basically just give me the good info on Lutia lol)

Oh Lutia loves being an Archmage. It’s like living proof of her dedication to magic and magical theory.

And yes and no? She really does enjoy being powerful, but I think under the hood of that it’s that she enjoys having such obvious mastery over something that she loves. Cause Lutia loves magic. She loves everything about magic. Arcane magic is the lens she sees all the properly elemental magics through. Hell, it’s the lens she sees the entire world through really, and she’s always ready to hear about new approaches to it. It’s why even though they’re not what they used to be, she really treasures Ashes and his outlook on magic.

Because he can’t really do magic without aid, Ashes has a base view of magic that sort of resembles the instructions for a piece of Ikea furniture. He sees a magical working as the finished product that can be broken down into many smaller parts. That’s why his magical circles are massive and hyper-complex, but also have a failure rate of near zero and they rarely ever burn out or do something unpredictable. Then he married Willow and absorbed the Lightning dragon way of thinking about magic–as a series of circuits, and he became all the better for it. And Moyo is going to help him think of it as mathematics, so he’s about to have a great time.

And Lutia is all about connecting to magic through different schools of thought. For Ashes, it makes him more capable, for her it makes her more well rounded–granted her personal model for magic is based around performance and theory. When she’s doing magic it’s instinctive, when she’s thinking about it it’s quantum physics.

As for her relationship with Cosmo, I don’t think there’s much to add that I haven’t said. They were very alike in appearance, but their temperaments and natural talent for magic were leagues apart. They were still living on a small crystalspine in the southwest Isles at the time and Cosmo probably could have wiped it off the map if she really wanted to. And Lutia respected that. She full expected her little sister to become a great mage, a great mind in magic in general.

But as we know, Cosmo didn’t care about magic. Cosmo was carefree to the point of being entirely frivolous, she liked to socialize, she really didn’t like that they lived out in the middle of nowhere, and so she invited a bunch of dragons from other territories. Rather than study other ways of thinking about magic, Cosmo wanted to hear and see other ways of thinking about life in general. And there wasn’t inherently anything wrong with that, in fact that personality trait came straight from Safiri. She had wanderlust just like the Clan Mother, but she was the Shard of the era, so she couldn’t actually go places just because.

Lutia was disappointed, yes, but she probably could have let it slide if Cosmo wasn’t as crazy strong as she was. Being completely overshadowed by someone who doesn’t even care about their talent is always difficult to do.

I mean, assume for a moment that Cosmo hadn’t become the Shard, that some other sibling had taken that mantle. Cosmo probably would have been the natural steward of the Seat ages ago. Because just like with Lutia–there’s really nobody else who can handle it. But Cosmo would probably have been completely indifferent to it. Unmotivated to the point of being lazy. And probably would have caused a different catastrophe altogether out of pure negligence.

That attitude is what always made them butt heads, and what made Lutia want to tear her fur out. Meanwhile Cosmo had similar feelings but on a different plane. Cosmo didn’t much care for being a Shard so she spent a lot of time wishing she and Lutia could switch bodies and get what they both wanted. And it’s part of the reason she never held back when Lutia wanted to test herself.

They did love each other, would probably beat the shit out of you if you tried the other sister, but they were both just sort of low-key resentful about each other’s existence.

Lutia had complete freedom but stayed in the Isles studying magic all the time and wasn’t very interested in other people or finding love or anything, and Cosmo had natural mastery over Arcane magic coupled with insanely vast capacity, and she never did anything but dumb party tricks with it.