#in case you can't tell I'm still salty about this

[neflheimen]

Seen ateez irl. Out of all the members (wooyoung wasn't present) Mingi and yunho naturally gravitate towards each other. It's really funny to see. The entire concert i was just waiting for them to interact, like 2 planets constantly circulating towards each other, and you know they'll eventually collide. Which they did. Except I lost the footage cause the universe hates me.

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Memnoch the Devil gives me some of my favorite Lesmand interactions, even though, as is the case with all the books, I have to keep Assad Zaman's Armand in my mind because he just *is* Armand and so whenever he's described in the book it's honestly jarring to me.

Like, when they first see each other again and Lestat is genuinely happy to see him? And notes that Armand's voice "had no meanness in it at all". And basically calls him hot and then says he's "good to love". And then they hug each other! Willingly!

"We eyed each other for a moment. And then he surprised me, rising and coming towards me just as I moved to take him in my arms. His gesture wasn't tentative, but it was extremely gentle. I could have backed away. I didn't. We held each other tight for a moment. The cold embracing the cold. The hard embracing the hard."

And then Lestat playfully ruffles Armand's hair! Which Armand doesn't mind. In fact, he smiles! And then playfully shoves Lestat back (actually, it hurt him) to show off a little. After which, we get this:

"I can't remember anything bad between us." I said.

"You will," he responded. "And so will I. But what does it matter what we remember?"

"Yes," I said, "we're both still here."

Armand laughs again and kisses Lestat a couple of paragraphs later, seemingly just for fun. And then, in this chapter (this is all just one chapter, guys), Armand basically gets to play Lestat for Lestat, in the sense that he gets to tell Lestat the exact same arguments that Lestat used to help Armand get free from the CoD. Both of them admit it.

Oh, yeah, and actually, Lestat wasn't expecting to see Armand! That was a surprise. Armand showed up (with David, ew, but maybe it'll be Daniel on the show) because he's worried about Lestat!

And then we get this hilariously petty exchange:

"Around this Dora, I've thrown a protective light. None of us can touch her."

"That goes without saying. I won't hurt your little friend. You wound me." He looked genuinely put out.

"I'm sorry," I said. "I know. But I know what blood is and innocence and how delicious both can be. I know how much the girl tempts me."

"Then you must be the one to give in to that temptation," said Armand crossly. "I never choose my victims anymore, you know this. I can stand before a house as always, and out of the doors will come those who want to be in my arms. Of course I won't hurt her. You do hold old grudges. You think I live in the past. You don't understand that I actually change with every era, I always have as best I can."

(Seriously, AMC, give us this scene! Lestat warning Armand specifically, not David, to not hurt someone he cares about but also entrusting this person to Armand's care despite how it turned out previously. And then Armand being salty about it because jeez, Lestat, that was like, so long ago I can't believe you'd bring that up!)

Also, "I can stand in front of a house as always, and out of the doors will come those who want to be in my arms." Made me think of this:

Anyway, then we get to see this:

"Lestat, if you need me--" Armand said. "If this being tries to take you by force!"

"Why do you care about me?" I asked. "After all the bad things I did to you. Why?"

"Oh, don't be such a fool," he begged gently. "You convinced me long ago that the world was a Savage Garden. Remember your old poetry? You said the only laws that were true were aesthetic laws, that was all you could count on."

"Yes, I remember all that. I fear it's true. I've always feared it was true. I feared it when I was a mortal child. I woke up one morning and believed in nothing."

"Well, then, in the Savage Garden," said Armand, "you shine beautifully, my friend. You walk as if it is your garden to do with as you please. And in my wanderings, I always return to you. I always return to see the colors of the garden in your shadow, or reflected in your eyes, perhaps, or to hear of your latest follies and mad obsessions. Besides, we are brothers, are we not?"

A few paragraphs later, Lestat tells Armand (and David, but hopefully Daniel in the show), "I love you both."

All that in one chapter! I just wanted to share it because I feel like other great Lesmand moments get referenced a lot, such as Armand's line from Blood Communion:

"Fool," he said again. His voice was roughened now by emotion he couldn't suppress. "I have always loved you," he said. "I have loved you more than any being in all the world whim I've ever loved. I have loved you more than Louis. I have loved you more even than Marius. And you have never given me your love. I would be your most faithful counselor, if you allowed it."

And, like, that's an epic quote. I love it. But there's more to their relationship than all the bad things and this one quote!

I want to see Lestat do his part to destroy the CoS, including his "Gentleman Death" speech. I want to see Armand's attack on Lestat, him pleading to Lestat to let him accompany him and Gabrielle (promising to be Lestat's servant if that's what it takes), and Lestat rejecting him, partly because of their past and because he knows Armand needs to figure himself out apart from anyone else. I want to see Lestat entrust Nicki to Armand and then get the letter of how Armand chopped Nicki's hands off. I want to see the torture leading up to the play where Lestat is forced to watch Claudia die. I want to see Armand push Lestat off the tower. Because those are pivotal moments in their relationship, too! In particular, Armand attacking Lestat is basically why Lestat never pursues the sort of relationship that Armand wants, even though I would argue the love and affection is there, and that Lestat himself might wish differently at times.

All that pain and horror and tragedy, and then they both agree they can't remember any of it, and that even if/when they do, it's water under the bridge. "You shine beautifully, my friend." "I love you [.]"

Forgiveness is, for me, one of the most important themes of the Vampire Chronicles and, in my opinion, the Lesmand relationship is one of the best examples.

[aquatic-armageddons]

Ghost x AFAB!Reader 🔞

Summary: Simon gets jealous of König so he destroys your 😺 as punishment 😈

⚠️CW⚠️: mature/sexual themes

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She seriously irked him.

Despite the relationship going on strong, Simon still felt as if he could not trust his lover 100%.

Still, he could not blame her for being the way she was. Y/N was the type of woman to try to get on the good side of her closest peers, to get them to feel as relaxed as her. Surely some would see her overfriendly aura to be quite stifling. Though that did not deter her mission to spread positivity.

But many would wrongly assume Y/N's manner as rather perverse.

And this is just the case with Simon. He has observed some of the exchanges with her and his fellow comrades, causing an unpleasant twinge in his chest, and he did not want to acknowledge that fact.

But he couldn't avoid it forever.

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"Bro, are you even listening?" Johnny waved his fork in front of Simon's face. He was staring hard at Y/N exchanging pleasantries with a certain Austrian.

Johnny heaved a sigh of slight irritation. "C'mon mate. You can't be starin' at them forever. Y/N ain't the type to wander astray."

"And how would you know that?" Simon scoffed, turning his head towards him with a twitch in his eye.

"Trust me, I know. It's painfully obvious what's goin' on." Johnny was unable to hide the smirk creeping on his face.

"Go on..."

"I don't have to, man. Don't you trust the poor girl?"

Simon pinched the bridge of his nose. "Tch..."

Johnny pondered for a moment. "Maybe remind her of what she has?"

"What are you on about, Soap?" Simon snapped.

"Teach her a lesson. Put her in her place." Johnny pointed his fork in the other man's face. "You know damn well where I'm goin' with this."

"Fuckin' hell..."

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Everything came to a head the next day. König and Y/N were heavily engaged in a discussion regarding their childhoods and the struggles they've had to endure. Simon took notice of this, and discovered some intimate details that Y/N refrained from telling him.

It felt like a real slap to the face, to say the least.

"The hell is going on here?" Simon stormed over, placing a protective hand on Y/N's shoulder.

"We're just reminiscing of our pasts is all," König started. "Is that a problem?"

Ouch.

Y/N was snatched away from the table before she was able to register. Simon tossed her over his shoulder as though she weighed nothing, and swiftly carried her away towards his cabin room.

"Scheiße. Hope she can still walk after this." König stifled a snicker.

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Y/N was shoved into the cabin room. "What the heck's your problem, man?!"

Simon said nothing. He only responded by glaring into her confused yet slightly frightened eyes. Rather than yell, he wanted to show her exactly with whom he had a bone to pick.

"Simon, baby, you're scaring me... What's the matter?" She tried asking him, but was once again met with silence.

He slowly sauntered over to Y/N, backing her into the wall. Caging her with his massive arms, he trapped her like a lion about to pounce on its prey.

Y/N felt a cramp in her throat, and she could feel her eyes stinging. "Simon, I don't understand, why are you so mad at me? König-"

"It's always about that bastard with you, isn't it?! Fuck me, right?!" Simon roared, making her flinch and causing a fresh trail of salty tears to fall.

"What are you-oh!" Y/N began, but was cut off when she felt a sharp sting to her lower backside.

"You don't speak unless I allow you to. Got that?" He whispered in her ear. His hot breath and stubble had sent a shiver down her back.

"But-"

Another fierce slap to the ass shut her up immediately. "What did I just fuckin' say? Shut your goddamn mouth!"

"Why are you-"

Simon grabbed her chin, forcing Y/N to look him directly in his eyes. Not once had she ever seen him this livid before, his anger was near palpable.

"What part of 'do not speak unless spoken to' do you not understand?" He snarled. The grip on Y/N's chin tightened a smidgen, sending a small shock to her chest.

"Since you can't learn to close that mouth of yours on your own, I guess I'll have to do it for you." Simon spouted. Y/N could swear she saw an almost sadistic smirk crawl on his face.

"Kneel."

Not wanting to disobey him, she immediately fell to her knees. Simon's abnormally large tent stared her right in the face, and to say she is terrified would be a massive understatement.

"You're a smart girl. You know what to do, and you know what'll happen if you fuck up." He glared down at her, increasing her fear tenfold.

Y/N shakily reached for Simon's bulge and caressed the outline of his thick shaft. Pulling the zipper down, she let his erection out of the confines of his pants, nearly slapping her in the face. She wrapped her small hand around his girth, and started to gently pump him. The pulsing she felt in her pussy was beginning to become uncomfortable.

She started with a slow, long lick from base to tip, peppering little kisses along the sides of Simon's cock. Leaving out breathy whimpers, Y/N opened wide and swallowed as much of him as she could manage, jerking what she couldn't fit.

Y/N closed her eyes, but snapped them open when Simon lightly popped her left cheek.

"Nope. You close your eyes again and you ain't gettin' a single drop of cum. That's the deal."

She continued to work his cock in her mouth, lidded eyes staring into Simon's. The last thing she needed was being denied one of the things she craved the most.

Her almost inaudible moans sent tiny vibrations through Simon's cock. She sucked and pumped him with gusto, not letting her stare be broken a second time. She almost forgot that her pussy was craving attention too, but as she reached her hand between her plush thighs, he pulled her off his cock with a less than pleased expression.

"Tut tut tut, that won't do either. No touching that pussy of yours unless I say so."

Y/N only responded with more tears falling and another pained whine.

"Aw, did I hurt your precious feelings?" Simon sneered. "Imagine how I felt when I saw you with König all those times..."

His mischievous grin grew wider as he violently rocked his hips into Y/N's face, forcing his entire length down her throat. She held on tight to Simon's thighs as she gagged, struggling to take him in her mouth.

"Tell you what," Simon began. "If you can hold my dick in your throat for 30 seconds, then MAYBE I'll allow you to speak..."

The pain between Y/N's legs was next to unbearable. If Simon didn't allow her to touch herself for another second, she was certain she'd die.

Thirty seconds had passed, and thankfully Y/N has been able to take Simon's cock with no trouble. When the time was up, he slowly removed her head, his length completely soaked with her saliva.

"You did so well this time." He caressed Y/N's face, wiping a few tears away. At this point, he expected her to speak up and ask for forgiveness, but she refused to utter a word.

"You can talk now." Simon lifted Y/N's head up, her glossy eyes staring back at him.

"I'm..."

"You're what? Use your words." He cocked his head to the side.

"I'm sorry..." She hung her head, facing away from Simon in shame.

"Hmmm...Maybe I'll forgive you, on one condition." He replied.

"What do you want me to do?" Her voice got quieter with each word.

"Prepare yourself, darling. Like I said earlier, you're a smart girl. And you know what'll happen if you fuck up."

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The room was filled with the sounds of wet slaps and Y/N's pitiful cries. Her pussy was overwhelmed with pleasure, she felt like every thrust would send her over the edge.

Simon had her bent over the edge of his bed, holding her arms behind her as he brutally fucked her senseless. Touching every sensitive spot deep inside her, he wanted to hear her cry out his name and beg for his release.

"Tell me, princess. Can König make you feel this good?"

"N-No..." She breathed.

"It's a damn shame he'll never get to feel how wet and tight your cunt is. A goddamn shame..." Simon's thrusts began to quicken, becoming more fierce and rough.

"Simon, I'm close-! W-Wanna cum!"

At her words, he immediately pulled out, keeping Y/N from her prize.

"I don't think you deserve my cum, sweetie. Have you learned your lesson tonight?" He lightly soothed the tender skin of her pussy, coating his fingers with her arousal.

"Yes I have! Please, I beg you! I want you!"

"What about König?" He whispered in her ear again.

"Never! I only want you! Please let me cum!"

Simon clutched both sides of her ass cheeks and plunged deep into her sopping cunt. Shrieking, Y/N swore her cervix had been breached. She had far underestimated his size, but she did not care one bit. All she wanted was for Simon to paint her cunt white with his seed.

"Fuck-!"

The dam inside Simon finally bursts, shooting ropes of his warm, thick cum into her pussy. Y/N wailed in response, a far away look of satisfaction plastered on her face. She breathed out a sigh of relief, not only because he forgave her, but for also being left a cum filled husk in the process.

"And the next time I catch you pulling some shit like that, I'm gonna tie his ass up and fuck you in front of him. Got that?"

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In that case, maybe this is a premise that isn't too complex and gives you more to work with but is still fun and interesting: either Bucky or Steve, for some reason one of them begins to sleep walk into the kitchen and stuff himself, ending up still being full in the morning and not knowing why, and instead of waking him up or trying to stop him or babysitting, the other makes him protein and weight gain shakes with butter and whole cream milk and ice cream and cake mix and acts surprised when they start putting on weight

this case

I think you'd be into this, Bucky kind of sleep walks/kind of has dreams about food and gains that way

I love that idea, though. Sleep walking to gorge yourself is so underrated! I haven't seen much of it, and I certainly could stand to see more 🫣

We'll go with Bucky being the one stuffing himself in his sleep with Steve's encouragement just because I'm in the chubby Bucky mood today and because

Warnings for unbeta'd stucky belly kink under the cut, stuffing/weight gain, tight clothes, weight gain denial/excuses lol, etc.

The thing is, Steve's a morning person. He likes to get up and see the sun rise over the tall Brooklyn buildings as he weaves in and out of them on his run. The sky turns such pretty colors, and it's endearing to watch his city wake up despite its claim - as part of NYC - of never sleeping.

So, it makes sense that Steve is in charge of breakfast - he's already been up for hours. He slipped out of bed while Bucky snoozed for a while longer, he sprinted through his run, and he showered all before Bucky rises to see the day. So, he might as well start on breakfast, too. Bucky won't be functioning enough to be trusted with hot pans and sharp implements for a few hours just yet. And this way, he can get up to the smell of food. It's nice for him.

Steve is all about the niceties in relationships and he would do anything for Bucky, but, he does find it easiest to just double what he makes for himself in the mornings. It can't hurt to make twice as many protein pancakes, salty sausages, protein shakes, fluffy eggs, and yogurt parfaits as he would for himself, right? It totally doesn't matter that Bucky stopped working out cold turkey after they both retired. He still has his enhanced metabolism. It just won't matter. He'll plow through the heavy calories anyway 'cause he's got to feed his hungry body.

And he does, at first, plow through. His body doesn't change noticeably. Neither does Steve's, for that matter - Steve is still working out, though. It's not until Steve starts being jostled awake in the middle of the night a few months after they officially retire, settling into a new routine that things begin to get weird...

That's all it is in the beginning, not too weird - Steve's body rising from REM to a light slumber every few nights in the middle of the night - but a little weird nonetheless.

When he half-wakes, he assumes Bucky's getting up to pee, so he drifts right back to sleep. Then, when Bucky's weight makes the mattress beneath Steve dip again, there's no telling how long it's been. Steve went right back to sleep! It couldn't have been that long, though.

...He didn't pass out while Bucky wandered slowly into the kitchen to mindlessly, unconsciously shuffle around until he found the fridge, opened it, and stuffed his face for close to an hour before his body finally forced him to stop. His sleeping body steering him back from the decimated refrigerator all because his stomach was so stretched it started aching like it might split open.

His dreams finally echoing the sensations of reality. Images in his mind of becoming a floating balloon, barely holding onto its string, about to fly away or about to burst after one too many bursts of air when being blown up. Or, dreams of becoming a bowling ball lumbering down the lane, about to hit a pin, and anticipating the satisfying collision - that heavy crack of his round body against it.

That would be super weird if that was happening!

That's not happening.

Steve is just a light sleeper, and Bucky's living up to his age. He's becoming an old, retired man who has to get up in the middle of the night to pee. That's all. (And it's kinda funny and very endearing.)

That's not all...

It gets weirder. Not too much weirder because they're both enhanced super soldiers with appropriately super metabolisms, so, sure, food starts to go missing around the house, but whatever, that's fine. They have friends over sometimes. Plus, they both eat a metric fuck ton of food. It makes sense that things go quickly - occasionally, even, seemingly overnight.

What's weirder than mildly strange food-whereabouts-mysteries are the clothing mishaps that begin to show up.

Bucky does most of the laundry now that Steve's picked up almost all of the cooking, and he swears he hasn't fucked with it so... why don't any of his clothes fit like they should anymore?! And it's only his clothes! Bucky washes their clothes together, so there's literally no excuse for just his to grow tighter and tighter.

Maybe his clothes are just envious of Steve's? Steve's are tight enough as is - really, they couldn't get tighter if they tried.

So, Bucky's clothes could just be catching up?

Or maybe he's mistakenly putting on Steve's shirts sometimes, and that's why his tummy starts hanging out of the bottom? A sliver of skin between his grabby waistbands (that are sitting too low these days) and his clingy shirts. Every time he raises his arms, his tummy is exposed. He wakes up in the morning, and his shirt has rolled all the way up to his pecs. He showers after breakfast and he struggles to jump and shimmy into his jeans. But then the day ends, and it's even harder to get out of his jeans. His sweatpants aren't much better. There's something wrong with that damn washer or the dryer.

Steve and Bucky have two different people come over and look at it and neither one of the technicians can find something wrong with it. Bucky knows the truth, though. And he starts to wonder if it's cheaper to replace the whole washer/dryer unit or give in to the evil machine's wims and purchase a new wardrobe.

Weirder than haunting machines with ulterior motives that will not obey their masters, leaving Bucky without anything to wear, are the sounds that start happening at night. Steve is a light sleeper, but he also finds it easy to fall asleep again - perks of being a soldier (one of the only). So, Steve wakes up enough to hear whatever the shit that is from other parts of their apartment, but then he falls right back asleep before he can get up to investigate. He's retired Captain America - he has a damn good security system, and someone would have to be a little more than stupid to think he won't be able to defend himself and his hubby even half-asleep and delirious. They're fine. He can relax and sleep.

Those noises, though, they're weird -

Little scuffles like feet skimming across the floorboards or drawers opening and closing.

Groans that might be the floorboards creaking (Steve's pretty sure the floor doesn't creak here, but both Bucky and him are pretty light on their feet usually), or they might be someone making that noise. Groaning.

Smacking sounds like someone chewing with their mouth open, lips wet, accompanied, of course, by chewing.

Whimpers when Steve finds himself waking up, especially late at night. That's definitely a person, maybe even a person hurting? A person really, uh, not hurting? 😳

The alarms never go off, though. Maybe they have mice? Steve doesn't see any droppings or other evidence of little critters, but that has to be it. It's the only explanation. That, or the apartment building is just settling - creaking and groaning in the night. Maybe the tenants above them are night owls? Maybe they're graveyard shift workers, if it is the person/people above them? And that’s why those noises are happening? It could be a ton of different things. It doesn’t have to be anything at all, Steve is no stranger to nightmares and those sounds could just be spillover from those. Stranger things have happened.

The weirdest yet is the new complaints Bucky develops as a retired superhero - a “normal” civilian.

First, he starts to complain here and there about feeling unrested despite not dealing with nightmares anywhere near the level he used to. He maybe has one a week, maybe one every other or even going two, nearly three weeks without. So, it’s not that. He seemingly sleeps fine, he only has those intermissions at night that seem, to Steve, very short-lived. Yet, still, he ends up napping during the late afternoon often. (Another retired, old man habit that Steve manages to find very endearing.)

Second, he starts to complain about feeling kinda… weird. Bloated, maybe? He’s a super soldier and has been for many, many years. He’s forgotten what tummy aches feel like and what it’s like for his body not to agree with something as trivial as food. But… his belly keeps gurgling. Like, all the fucking time. And it hurts sometimes, too. It depends on the day, though. Sometimes, his tummy hurts when he wakes up in the morning, gurgling and groaning, apparently desperate for food despite how bloated he looks. Sometimes, his tummy hurts in the evening, though. He eats like normal - big meals and big snacks and absent-minded bored nibbles from the fridge - but then suddenly his body feels kinda funky. Bloated or gassy. Achy or grumbling.

His tummy is just being strange!

Could he possibly be developing a food intolerance even with the serum? He's supposed to be perfect! Ugh. Why does it have to happen to him?

Bucky pouts enough - and his tummy rumbles up enough sound to keep fill Steve’s ears - that Steve makes up his mind to camp out one night. Really, the inciting incident is not one of Bucky’s belly aches with his stomach making itself known not only by pressing itself out of his too-tight shirt but also by growling loud enough to overpower the movie playing on their TV set that evening despite Bucky’s attempt to fill his bottomless appetite with a multi-course dinner and several helpings of dessert. The incident revolves around the creme pie Natasha brought them from a different night than one of Bucky’s more and more common belly aches.

The creme pie was special, something improbably smooth and light but still satisfying. Some Russian kind of pie that only Nat knows where to get and will bring back from her longer missions. Both Steve and Bucky eagerly were looking forward to having a slice, but…

It disappeared overnight.

And, okay, they both really have no idea what happened to it (even the pie tin is gone!) but Bucky’s clothes were looking especially small and Steve had the sudden remembrance of Bucky as a chubby-faced kid with hand-me-down clothes he was outgrowing already, standing in his kitchen absently, having wandered out of bed during one of their million sleepovers. Steve had to hold his hand to take him back to bed. That was the first time their fingers ever interlaced. So, it only happened a handful of times when they were really tiny kids, but Bucky has sleepwalked before.

Now, maybe he’s started again?

Steve needs to know, so, he stays up one night, pretending to be so engrossed in his book that he just can’t put it down. Bucky drifts off after a long while and stays asleep for an even longer while than how long it takes for him to fall asleep in the first place. Just as Steve is beginning to think it’s hopeless and nothing is going to happen, his imagination has clearly been playing tricks on him and it’s just his nightmares being projected into the real world, Bucky wakes.

Or does he?

His breathing doesn’t change. He just sits up suddenly without acknowledging that Steve is still up reading when, normally, if he actually woke up and found Steve still awake, he’d pout and whine and make grabby hands to be cuddled, simpering until he came to bed. He doesn’t do that, though. Steve holds his breath, not wanting to disturb this sleepwalk. He’s too curious to know where this will end up - better than any book he could bury himself in.

Bucky doesn’t stop at sitting up - he gets up out of bed and starts down the hall. After enough time, Steve slips out of their bed, too, trailing far enough after him to not wake him but close enough to see what he’s up to.

Steve is somehow both shocked and not at all shocked when Bucky wanders into their kitchen - he’s not even fumbling, his sleeping body knows the path too well, he’s done this a lot and it’s obvious.

Obvious in how his hands are certain as they pull open the fridge and find the drawer he wants for cheese and meat, unwrapping Babybel circles of cheese and stuffing them into his mouth and tearing open a package of pepperoni and swallowing handfuls; obvious in how he eats and eats and eats, more than just a heavy snack of cheese and meat, pushing through without stopping to worry about how his stomach starts to distend, growing bigger and rounder and fuller; obvious in how his clothes fit with the waistband of his sleep pants get crushed underneath his big tummy, curving into a smile, struggling to accommodate his fluffier hips and fuller belly, and how his supposed-to-be loose sleep shirt isn’t, it clings to him so much that Steve can see the entire half of his tight and tighter belly along with the shadow of his belly button through the fabric even in the low light, illuminated just by the fridge.

It’s obvious. This is happening a lot.

There’s nothing weird going on but this. The shifting at night? There’s an easy answer to that. It’s Bucky getting up to go and feast. All of the missing foods? They’re sitting in Bucky’s big, getting bigger belly. Clothes that don’t fit like they should? Bucky’s not doing anything to the laundry and it isn’t the machine's fault as they thought (they owe the washer and dryer an apology), Bucky’s just outgrowing them - eating himself out of his wardrobe. The sounds at night? Not mice. Mice aren’t heavy enough to make those sounds anyway. Bucky certainly is heavy enough, though. Especially these days if he’s always eating like that. Asleep, messy, and unashamed as he stuffs everything within reach into his gob, swallowing it down until Steve can see his pulse throb in his drum-taut, shiny gut where it hangs out of his shirt. The unrested feeling? Bucky isn’t resting as much as he should. He’s working. Just look at all that sweat as he keeps bulldozing through calories instead of sleeping peacefully. His body is fighting to keep sleeping right now, not drifting happily through dreamland. The upset belly? Yeah. No shit. It just can’t handle all this food. His stomach isn’t groaning and gurgling in hunger, it’s desperately trying to push through all the food he shoves into it.

Oh.

And there’s something about all of the weirdness that is so weird it’s tripped and fallen into arousal stirring within Steve. It’s, just… interesting.

He looks different, retired, and it’s a good look. Happier, shinier, and chubbier, soon-to-be fatter.

It’s so interesting and new, capturing Steve’s attention so intensely, that the next morning (sleeping only a few hours between waiting for something to happen and then watching it happen) Steve springs out of bed earlier than usual. He doesn’t spend the extra time going for an extra long run, though. He spends it cooking.

After his conscious’s unintentional feast last night - his unconscious’s intentional feast - Steve is really fucking curious to see how much Bucky will be able to fit inside himself. Now, Steve knows his tummy is complaining of being too full, not too empty, but he still wants to see it fuller. Overflowing. He wants to gauge Bucky’s capacity and then push to exceed it. Just to see. It has nothing to do with the dreams he had last night of even softer, more plush flesh that overwhelms Bucky’s frame and leaves him looking so round and big. Plump like a cherub - a nice belly, thick limbs all the way down to wrists and ankles with rolls, and, of course, including pretty rosy cheeks.

Steve whips up a storm, cooking and baking himself, and ordering food straight to their door.

Everything he can think of. Anything Bucky might want. He needs a buffet because if he’s eating the same thing, he’ll get tired of all the same flavor, he needs variety to keep going when he’s awake and can mostly taste what he’s eating - if Steve’s lucky, Bucky will scarf down the food so fast he won’t be able to taste it, all that will happen is puffing that big belly out even more. Leaving him soooo bloated.

And pretty soon Steve has bagels and cream cheese, pop tarts, oatmeal, pancakes, eggs scrambled and boiled and sunny side up, protein shakes, buttered toast, yogurt, fruit, waffles, oh, also chicken and waffles, sausage, muffins, hashbrowns, scones, biscuits and gravy, cereal and whole milk, cinnamon rolls with enough thick and sugary frosting to make Steve’s teeth hurt just looking at them, smoothies, and more.

Bucky is so sweet yet grumpy in the morning, half-awake and bleary-eyed, that he does not question why their dining table and countertops are covered with food. He simply accepts Steve at face value when he says Bucky’s belly started wailing before Steve even woke up, so he figured he’d be hungry and should make a “little bit” bigger breakfast than normal.

Bucky plops heavily down into his favorite dining table chair and starts work.

He steamrolls through the food, carving a path through the overladen table, leaving nothing but scraped clean plates, a few chicken bones, egg shells, and empty cream cheese containers in his wake.

He starts strong but after a while, Steve standing there in a stupor watching his every move, Bucky begins to struggle. He pants quietly at first but his breathing grows heavier and heavier just like his tummy that looks poised to burst out of his sleep pants and shirt. The seams are straining, little holes appearing at the sides of his shirt. He’s so round and overdue looking that Steve can see the bottom of his belly - and, wait, when did his gut get big enough that there’s a bottom to his tummy?

He’s so round and overdue looking that Steve can see the bottom of his belly where all his stretch marks have found a home - double wait, though, when did he get stretch marks? And is that his sleepless delirium talking or are they getting bigger and redder right now? Just from eating so much in one sitting? They look… hot.

Steve’s getting hot just staring at them, clawed into his belly where he should be soft but he’s all tight like this. All that food churning inside him, just barely contained by his stressed skin, a big, heavy pile of calories trying to be worked into more fat to cover up just how full his stomach is with soft layers of belly fat but… Bucky’s making his body work for it.

He’s not just panting now, he’s groaning and sweating, too. He’s having a hard time but isn’t questioning. He’s just doing.

Surely he knows what he’s doing, right?

“Uh,” Steve steps toward the table, “Buck?”

Bucky looks up from his single-minded focus on eating. Consume. More. Gorge. Swallow everything in sight.

His eyes are totally glassy. At first, Steve thinks he looks poised to cry like he’s pushed himself so far that it hurts, and that might be the case, but, really, it’s that same glassy, fucked-out look he gets when Steve’s shoving something else inside him. Usually, the other end but, oof, also sometimes shoving things into his mouth. Steve has an absurd thought of ordering a pack of Twinkies just to have the same shape. He has to cut himself off before he completely loses his train of thought and nerve.

Rushing, totally embarrassed, Steve explains what he did last night and, thus, explains what’s happening to Bucky’s clothes and body to a mostly out-of-it Bucky. He’s food-drunk but he can still think, in short bursts, between gulps of coffee so sugary and creamy it may as well be a milkshake.

His slow thinking is evident as he says, “well, what we should do? I don’t wanna, like, be locked in the bedroom so I can’t get out at night, that’s…”

Steve shudders, yeah, that’s way, way too controlling for him to be comfortable with. He doesn’t want to be anything like the terrors of Bucky’s past. He doesn’t want to lock him in their bedroom. He doesn’t want to chain him to bed, either.

But…

"What do you mean? Do?" Steve blurts.

"Well,” Bucky looks down at himself, specifically at his middle, pushing hard up against the edge of the table and the arms of his chair. A blush suddenly covers his sweaty face, “I'm gonna get fat, Steve! We gotta do something,” Bucky accuses himself through a mouthful of food. Steve’s a sorry bastard, though, ‘cause it should be disgusting, but it isn’t. His dick goes zing! like it’s taken to doing every time Bucky eats or comments on his tummy feeling funny or his clothes not fitting. He swallows, and Steve feels disappointed. Now he’s the weird one. Wonderful. “...fatter,” Bucky adds in a mumble. For someone who’s so concerned about getting bigger, he’s sure doing a good job going that way, stuffing more into his mouth. He has hardly slowed down.

So, Steve lets himself be bold, "and?"

"I-" Bucky sputters, surprised.

"You don't think I like you like this, Buck?” Steve reaches out, putting a few fingers under his puffy little chin, almost a double already. He wants to look at him. Those doe eyes and soon-to-be dough face and body… if he keeps going like this he’ll get there. Nice and plump and soft as over-proofed dough. The thought leaves Steve to lick his lips, his voice going low and rough, “you look fat, yeah, but you're hot as fuck. Look at you,” Bucky’s eyes flash down, but Steve won’t let go of his chin, squishing that bit of fat there to see him blush darker, “look at how nice and plump you are. You look well taken care of. Retirement is a good look, sweetheart."

Bucky makes a sound that’s scandalized.

“I don’t mind buying more food or clothes to keep you fed.”

“Oh?” Bucky’s breathing is back to that heavy panting, but now, it’s caused by arousal, not being overloaded on food, and still going.

“Of course, not. I’ll even buy another fridge if you want, one just for your midnight appetite if need be.”

They both shiver at that, the idea of Bucky’s belly growing so big and demanding that he can empty an entire fridge into it at night, then get up in the morning and eat more. More, more, more. How fat can he get? How can Steve push his waking and sleeping appetite? How soft, how out of shape, how retired can he look? They both want to know.

[starlightshadowsworld]

The Sheep King and his Demon AU

Aka Bsd except Chuuya doesn't join the Port Mafia.

Chuuya loves his friends, he really does. He loves his idiotic boyfriend, he really does.

However, Chuuya absolutely regrets ever letting them meet. They're chaos gremlins together, and have decided to band together to make his life miserable.

And no Chuuya is not being dramatic. Granted its always harmless (apart from the time they burned his hat to ashes, he's still salty about that.)

And Chuuya finds himself more often than not amused by their antics, even joining in. Though he pretends they roped him into it.

But than you have cases like today where Chuuya watches Dazai, Yuan and Shirase sip hot chocolate out of bowls while all the mugs they own are scattered aside.

And Chuuya thinks all sanity has left him.

Dazai: Sooo Chuuya~ the weather's pretty-

Chuuya: rests his head on the table Don't you dare!

Dazai: sits beside him, running a hand through his hair Someone's grumpy this morning.

Chuuya: I can't have my coffee because you assholes took all the mugs.

Shirase: Oh would you look at that slides a mug of coffee to Chuuya.

Chuuya: lights up

Dazai: melts Aww Chuuya we'd never get between you and your caffeine.

Yuan: Yeah we don't want to die.

Chuuya: I'm not that bad.

Yuan: Tell that to the hole in the storage room.

Chuuya:... Okay so maybe a little.

Shirase: Wow you actually admitted it.

Chuuya: huffs drinks his coffee Go pick up the damn mugs.

Shirase: salutes Sir yes sir!

Chuuya: rolls his eyes, trying and failing not to laugh

Dazai: Yup you heard the man, gotta get those mugs and build a damn.

Yuan: Woah it rhymed so it must be true.

Chuuya: snorts Idiots.

Yeah Chuuya loved them a lot

[iniziare]

ignoring aventurine's blatant gay coding is really something

Other things have had me a little salty this morning, so in case that influences my perception of how you intended this, my sincere apologies. Either way, forgive me for being serious for a moment, but I want to use this as a PSA to make a point going forward on this blog.

I have nothing against opposing views, and I have nothing against people disagreeing with me, but what I have something against on principle, are potentially snarky messages like this one that seem to have only one aim, which is to try and taint my character by making insinuations that are wholly unfounded (that you think me to be anti-LGBT?) and based on something that you genuinely cannot draw any such thing from. Now whether Aventurine is 'gay-coded' as you so put it, or a bisexual man (on which note: it's real saddening to see that in 2024, in-house fighting against bisexuality's mere existence still reigns supreme, good job, you're really making admirable strides) doesn't matter for what I'm going to touch on. Although out of respect for the character himself and the person who wrote him, I can't move on without noting that you may want to reread some character stories, some dialogues (particularly things said by the Harmony to him, for instance), to see whether that seals your faith in your claim, or diminishes it. Either way, I want to remind you: being bisexual doesn't reduce the significance of being drawn to the same sex.

Alright, continuing what I was saying: messages like these don't accomplish anything, outside of making you feel like you're on a pedestal; is it cold up there? I don't envy you. In all seriousness however, in all my years on any of my blogs, I have always aimed to be canon-strict with my portrayals, with which I set myself up for something that I deem imperative for myself in RP: to be criticized by the masses. I have always tried to engage with my follower base, I have always encouraged them to come to me if I'm wrong on something, I value people trying to poke holes in my logic. And if you succeed in proving that I overlooked something, I will happily admit it, and stand corrected. In that, I aim to say that I thoroughly enjoy debate and discussion (based in rationale, and not feelings), which I think are fundamental to our society even outside of Tumblr. If someone disagrees with me, my notes are open, if you want to question something that I think or have posted, my askbox (as you've learned and have made use of) is open. But all I ask is that you open a line of healthy debate with me, and not send something that is entirely baseless if you don't even substantiate your claim in your same message. But also, what I don't understand is that my post doesn't even directly diminish the popular Aventurine/Ratio ship in the fandom, it instead simply expresses frustration that not more people see the depth of the Aventurine/Topaz dynamic, and recognize it as a good ship as well, because there is a lot within the game that aims at a definite potential there. Granted, yes, that comes with having to acknowledge that Aventurine may just be a bisexual man who is also into women, but if that's something that doesn't sit quite right with you, then maybe the issue that you're pointing at me, should be returned to you, the one who initially pointed the accusatory finger here.

Again, if you want to have a conversation about this and tell me why you think that I'm wrong by substantiating your own claim, you're very welcome to, and I'd be happy to engage with you. But until then, this is all that I have for you. And before I might get a 'why do I need to substantiate my thing, Sae', it's nothing against you personally, and instead it's the simple 101 of debate. You disagree with a point that I make? Then it is up to you to tell me why you disagree, so that I can give you a fruitful counter that you can then do something with.

Regardless of the intention of your message, anon, I wish you a good day, and I hope that it's raining less over there, wherever you may be, than it is over here. I'm not motivated to go get my groceries!

[satureja13]

Ji Ho's Therapy Game It starts -> here

After Jack - surprisingly - had the marvellous idea to try to log in together with Ji Ho to stop NPC Jeb from (= slightly nudge his subconscious to not to) alarm Gytha, Jack and Jeb are preparing for their mission. Kiyoshi is watching over them. Since Jeb is his best friend and Jack his fated 'mate', he seems to sense they are up to something potentially dangerous. Of course he does. He's a demon/diety.

Meanwhile, Saiwa and Tiny Can are upgrading the AI. And Sai is worried. He hopes it can handle the three of them and their attemt to 'remote control' NPC Jeb's actions ö.ö'. It's Ji Ho's Therapy Game after all and the AI might have his own plan on how it shall commence and stop them...

There is no way to test this. As soon as Ji Ho logs in, the ingame time and happenings will continue right from when and where he logged out. And there is no way to stop Ji Ho's therapy and simply load an older save. Not in this game. So there is no try - just do or do not...

After Sai called them down, he informs them (means -> Jack ^^') thusly to not try anything weird and endanger Ji Ho's therapy. As if logging in a game and try to control the NPC with their meditation skills wasn't weird enough ö.Ö'

Sai: "The same goes for you two!" Sai even threated Vlad to ban him from the PD again, should he try to interfere (again...). He only allows them to be down here to step in in a case of a (real) emergency. And not at the slightest sense of Ji Ho feeling unwell. Of course you feel unwell from time to time in a therapy...

Jeb and Jack are hugging Ji Ho to comfort him. And themselves. There's actually quite a lot that could go wrong. Not only ingame. They are connected to the game with their bodies, minds and feelings... Ach, and how Vlad wishes he could touch and reassure Ji Ho... But he'll have to be patient. As soon as they resolved this case they'll need to get help to find ways to defend themselves against Ji Ho's Siren's Spells and Songs. Should his evil grandfather really try to affect the Boys through them.

Sai has to leave the security door to the chamber open so he can have an ear and an eye on Jack and Jeb too. Mainly on Jack... Ji Ho: "Ok, let's do this. Are you ready?" Jeb: "Ready." Jack: "I was born ready!" Saiwa sighed - and started the game. (They are sitting on Jack's Blanket :3 )

As soon as he was ingame, Ji Ho decided to go all in. He trusts Jeb and his abilities to stop NPC Jeb before he could give alarm. So he just goes with the truth. Well, a version of it since he can't reveal he's looking for the banned Heir (should NPC Jeb - contrary to expectations - be an anti ö.Ö').

Princess Jihovere: "I'm looking for the One I can't live without! I broke in to find out where the Vicegerent went so I can follow him and take back what's mine!"

NPC Jeb: "We are - too - looking for the One my friend Jack here can't live without." (Since NPC Jeb does not know the Princess, he probably thinks telling this weird girl the story about how his friend Jack got his heart ripped out and had it replaced with a gem by a werewolf in a horrifying frankenstein manner wasn't a good starter for their newly forged fellowship ^^') So NPC Jeb was trying to break in too - to help Jack find his heart! Phew, so he wasn't about to give alarm and Ji Ho worried for nothing. But who could have known that ^^' Better safe than sorry.

Since NPC Jeb also is the piano player at the 'Salty Mermaid', he must have witnessed the Vicegerent's sudden, suspicious leave with the Demon, the Sculptor and the two crates and decided to follow them. Princess Jihovere: "Maybe we could join forces? I have enough money but no idea where to find a ship and a fierce, reckless Captain." NPC Jeb: "I know exactly where to find that One!"

Lady Mimsy on the painting still stares reproachfully at them ^^'

NPC Jack doesn't look like as if he is responsive yet... But maybe Jack can dive into his memories of the night he died? They discussed this earlier. Sai was still concerned Jack had to relive his death, but the others agreed that it's just like watching a scene in a movie. Jack wouldn't have to experience his death with all the pain and horror of dieing again first hand. It surely wouldn't be more horrible to watch than Han being frozen in Carbonite ö.Ö' (for Jack at least ^^')

But sadly Jack didn't gain access to NPC Jack's memories... He didn't push too hard either. Even though he's dieing to learn what happened the night he died, he wouldn't endanger Ji Ho's therapy. They would find out sooner or later, he's sure.

'I see love walk away Didn't use a blade A bullet or a gun You poisoned the moonlight When you put out the sun'

The night you murdered love - ABC

The Therapy Game Master Post with the sessions and places so far is -> here

From the Beginning 🔱 Underwater Love 🔱 Latest

Current Chapter: 'Who killed Jack?' from the beginning ▶️ here

📚 Previous Chapters: Chapters: 1-6 ~ 7-12 ~ 13-16 ~ 17-22 ~ 23-28

[copperbadge]

I had a very successful and entertaining day today, as you guys can probably tell from the posts I made. There's a few more queued posts of stuff I didn't get to post in-situ, so enjoy that!

Some anecdotes I did not post about from today:

-- I can't remember the last time I queued for a museum. Mostly because if it's not one of "my" museums, like the Field or the Art Institute where I know the best ways in, I'm attending on a weekday deliberately so that I am not amongst the crowds. The line to get into the British Museum was a full block long, but to be fair it only took me ten minutes from opening to get inside. I was mostly amused by the people who a) didn't understand how museum entry works or b) didn't understand how to stand in a line without also blocking foot traffic on the rest of the sidewalk.

-- Almost got in a fight with someone, a definite first for me in a museum. I got salty with a guy who touched a sculpture when he knew he shouldn't, and he got up in my face, and I think genuinely the fact that I knew what the sculpture was called and he didn't confused him so badly he backed down. So if you're looking to defuse a situation via confusion, the phrase "Hey, don't fucking touch the Lamassu and we won't have a problem" worked for me.

-- The British Museum is great but among other issues (looted objects, weird relics of museum-specific imperialism, etc) it does suffer from poor display design in places. I'm okay with that, I kind of like old museums that are a little fucked up, even as I acknowledge that old fucked-up museums also have old fucked-up messaging. They appear to be trying on that front, but they could use a display placard overhaul. At one point I found an object in a case that appeared to be a carved human leg bone, and while I'm not a Bone Specialist there was also absolutely no placard about the bone at all. (I looked it up in the collection later using other objects in the case as reference, and it's just noted as "bone".)

-- I did have a great time overall; I saw most of the museum and then had a fancy meal, as documented. I was especially pleased to get to sample their coronation chicken since I collect tastings of coronation chicken, and I think they either used molasses in it or the bread had some, and either way it's grist for my mill as I start to develop The Chicken Salad War. After lunch I went on the hunt for a few last things, but I could feel myself getting tired and Becoming Unmedicated so I decided to leave a little early, which was the right choice, and gave me a little time to do some exploring.

-- @neil-gaiman did a post a while ago about stuff to see in London which I saved, and while I mostly planned my own journey, I did stop at Atlantis Books on his recommendation, which was well worth it. The woman working the till left me alone until I was ready to buy my book, then praised my choice (always a good move) and made a few minutes' small talk about my visit from America while she was ringing me up. Also I have never seen such a variety of Tarot decks for sale in my life. It was extremely impressive given the entire shop is roughly the size of my bedroom in Chicago.

All in all an excellent day out in London. Tomorrow I'm traveling to meet up with a friend, so probably fewer photos, but day after tomorrow I'm bound for Amsterdam so expect Rijksmuseum photos! I did not get into the Vermeer exhibit sadly, but I still want to see the museum and I'm on a quest for freshly made stroopwaffels and authentic gjetost, so I'm excited for the journey. I thought this trip might be one small anxiety after another -- would I be okay on the plane, would I get on the right trains, etc -- but I'm feeling more confident now, and I think between my early-bird tendencies and the ADHD meds I kicked the jet lag pretty quickly. I'm off to bed in a few, because tomorrow is an early day, so I guess we'll find out then how much I really kicked it....

[quietbluejay]

Bluejay's Horus Heresy Rec List

Horus Rising: this is it, the big one, the one that introduces the entire 30k setting

Know No Fear: yeah okay I'm biased as this is my favourite, it works really well at showing the 30k world starting to shift into the 40k one

Scars: it's just a great book all in all, possibly the best Horus Heresy book, besides digging into the White Scars, it's not a bad way of figuring out what's going on with the Magnus/Thousand Sons thread, and some stuff about the Shattered Legions

Betrayer: shows the "other side of the story" to Know No Fear. I have a lot of conflicting opinions on it as a novel but it's one I would absolutely recommend

Angel Exterminatus: a much better intro to Fulgrim than his novel. Also it's got this other guy in here that a lot of people fanboy...(I'm joking, I'm joking)

Shadows of Treachery: yes, this is a short story collection, HOWEVER it fills in a lot of missing spots, it's very good, and I think it's better at digging into the Imperial Fists and the Night Lords than any of the full novels (that I've read, at least)

books that don't quite make the cut

Angels of Caliban: I originally had it on my list but also, look, it's not very good. However it is extremely funny

Unremembered Empire: it's not a bad book, but it really reads like a middle book, and you have to have read a huge number of other books in order to follow all the plot threads here. Also I'm still salty about the climax being a fight between two characters who didn't even show up til the partway through the second act

Pharos: I loved Pharos, Pharos is great, but again it felt like it was another one where you need to have read another book in order to follow it (in this case, Unremembered Empire). It's also an early book by Haley, and it shows.

The Buried Dagger: look, I love Mortarion in it, I'd absolutely recommend it to anyone trying to get to know his character, but the subplot on Terra should have been a novella or short story, and to be honest some of Mort's writing goes into the silly zone

Galaxy in Flames & False Gods: yes, really! they are pretty essential for the setup. The problems is. They're bad. They have a lot of good moments but. They're bad books.

The Path of Heaven: very, very good. However it's pretty bleak, even for a 30k novel, and I really wouldn't recommend reading it without reading Scars first.

I dunno if I'd call them bad, but...:

Slaves to Darkness: it's peak John French being John French, which means there's 10 million things going on at once. Like there's some really good stuff in here but it's basically the stories of a bunch of side characters stuffed into a trenchcoat, nothing inherently wrong with that as a concept but it's not for everyone

Vengeful Spirit: I wouldn't call it McNeill's worst novel but it's kind of incoherent?? It has a lot of good moments though. And it's the one novel where he's not that weird about the female characters

Praetorian of Dorn: it does have one of my favourite characters and I suppose it's not bad, it's just not a book I really enjoyed that much

I wouldn't recommend reading these but if you're sure...:

Fulgrim: at least it was funny, if not intentionally in many places. If you think "I really really want to read about Isstvan V" I mean, ngl that's a major reason I read it, I can't stop you just...you have been warned.

A Thousand Sons: the prose and the characterization are a bit better than Fulgrim but man does it drag. Also, unlike Fulgrim, it has The Muscles. If you enjoy reading when people are horny over muscles well again I can't stop you.

Wolfsbane: there's nothing wrong with the prose, but the entire thing is "x person tells Russ it's not going to work (this happens like 5-10 separate times), Russ thinks 'it's not going to work', Russ tries it...it doesn't work". The best part is the Cawl subplot, I guess read it if you're a Cawl fan?

Flight of the Eisenstein: I hate it for so many reasons. It does have some good Death Guard stuff though at least.

Don't read it:

Vulkan Lives: literally the only reason to read this one is morbid curiosity. And I guess if you're desperately curious about that one loyalist Word Bearer who shows up in Unremembered Empire. But look. Life is too short. Don't read Vulkan Lives.

[fizzy-blood]

do you have any Nina hcs? I love her :3

AHHH NINA!! so real for liking her (I'm a sucker for the yandere trope and scene queens)

✮ Nina the Killer🔪💜headcanons ✮

[Sfw] these are general and platonic so if u want romantic or sexual (don't know if I have any for her tho) headcanons then feel free to ask!!

General!!

So, it's widely agreed throughout the fandom that she's a scene queen and honestly? You go girly!!

Definitely stands out a bit because of it but I doubt she cares

Apparently she was originally gonna be obsessed with EJ instead of Jeff (real tbh) but in my au she only considered that idea for a short amount of time, didn't really appeal to her enough to cause in obsession

Speaking of her obsession! Her infatuation w Jeff has died down a bit! Don't get me wrong, she still likes him and all but she's much more calm about it (she suspects he might be gay sooo)

On an unrelated note- she's probably one of the only creeps who actually takes any care of herself?

Like, a good chunk of the people in the mansion shower once a month (and sometimes that just means bathing in the nearby lake).

But no. She'll randomly break into people's houses or befriend random people she was going to kill so she can use their shower or bath!

Also, if she's out here befriending her victims then she's probably got much better social skills then most ppl in the mansion.

As a result of this, she's normally the first person people talk to when they join the group.

✧∘˙Room headcanons time!!˙∘✧ (I love wondering what she'd use to decorate so I had to add this).

90% sure that she'll just randomly loot her victims of any change or cash they had on them and put on a mask (like the ones from covid) and just walk into random shops she likes-

Idk why, just seems like smt she'd do?

Anywayssss

She's probably got a large collection of plushies and toys (she's got a hoard of Domo plushies and you can't tell me otherwise, also hello kitty)

Probably owns one or two of those super soft Invader Zim blankets you can get at Spencers

STRING LIGHTS STRING LIGHTS STRING LIGHTS STRING LI-

Back to general headcanons!!

She probably has a couple different weapons (including her og knife) that she'll rotate between. Also one time just brought back a whole ass chainsaw?

Like, came back with a chainsaw that was in a shed she was hiding in and put it in her room?

She's only used it once or twice but still has it just in case someone new enters the mansion and doesn't have a weapon (she just gives people random shit she has so I felt that would be fitting)

Platonic headcanons

As I said earlier, she's probably the first person you would have talked to once you got to the mansion so befriending her would be super easy compared to the others!

Would probably try to host a girls night with you and the others (if ur not a girl ur still getting invited. Dw, u probably wouldn't be the only guy)

Sleepovers too!

She's also probably the only person that you could go to for romantic advice (as mentioned in my EJ x Zombie!reader thing)

If you liked Jeff she might be a bit salty around you for a bit though- but if he doesn't like you back then you'd probably just talk about him w her

If he did like you back? Then you might wanna sleep w one eye open for the rest of your time at the mansion...

Anyways.. If it was someone else she'd probably try to talk w them more often to see if she could get you two together (also would stalk them for you if you wanted, would even give you tips for how to get away with that yourself)

The point is that shes the only one who won't judge you when you come for romantic advice.. Trust!

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝑊𝐸𝑅𝐸 𝐷𝑂𝑁𝐸!! (𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑛𝑜𝑤)!!˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

That was kind of a long one but I've got a lot of headcanons about her, I left out some of them cuz some of them are super common soooo yk-

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it!! -Fizz

[zarkishere]

I remembered so uh have Ruben rant

TW// Gore, sadism

One of my favorite things when making an OC is thinking 'what do they eat?'. I don't know why, I just find it really entertaining! For example, Colin (my SM OC) is a vegan (which is funny to me, since he's around cannibals all the time), Winger eats mostly meat (small mice and whatnot, since he's a bird of prey), and Ruben...well, he's particular for an interesting reason!

You see, Ruben has ageusia...what's that? well, it means that he can't taste things. No sweet, sour, salty, bitter or whatever else. (which means his sense of smell is also fucked up)

He was born that way--no one else in his family has that, he didn't get an infection or anything, he was just born that way. Because of this, his preference in food comes from the texture of the meal, rather than the taste since he...yknow...can't taste things.

The thing is that in his whole life, Ruben NEVER found out that people Actually Taste Things. He thought when people said 'this food tastes good' they meant the texture, and that it was just some odd language thing where when you're talking about food you don't say texture, you say taste! (he's a little stupid, bear with him)

BECAUSE he relies on the feeling rather than taste or smell, he really likes trying new foods! No 'taste' in the way in case of putrid food, just pure texture. After he saw his mom get killed and ended up alone, even in the short while he was in solitude, it took a toll on him. Ruben is a social creature, so...being alone is the worst kind of torture for him.

At first, hunting was a bit disgusting, and he wasn't particularly good at it at first, so it was even worse. It made him feel guilty. Poor beast, innocent of any blame, getting killed and cooked (poorly) for a sinners' survival. But he slowly started finding it more and more interesting, biting and scratching as if he was a monster himself when the prey dared to fight back. Putting his hands in their guts, feeling the dying warmth of the carcass...not in a sexual way, please don't be weird.

Of course, this moved on to humans too. The feel of the knife at a mans throat, the sound of the blood starting to bubble at their throat, the panic in their eyes... Ruben REALLY enjoys killing with knives. It feels more personal.

His honor is pretty neutral, I suppose. He's not a good person, not a horrible one (although you might think so because of what I just said LOL), BUT, in the main AU his honor is mid-high....why? because of Javier. They talked about morals, helping people, friends and family, revolution! and it really helped Ruben become a better person. He's a follower, tell him something, and he'll stick with it. With Javier, Ruben turns his sadness into creativity; embroidery, sewing, baking, hunting. He's loyal, kind, still a bit sadistic, but he follows Charles and Javier, and they say that's wrong, so he keeps himself in line.

But...in alternate AU's where he doesn't start dating Javier... Ruben sticks with the Callander brothers. And in those AU's he turns out MUCH WORSE. With the callanders that sadness becomes rage. rage at everyone, at the government for taking what he loved, at the people around him for not understanding him, at himself for becoming this THING... He becomes a true sadist (not that he wasn't before, it's just that he lets himself indulge in it). His appearance is different too, much more scarred and a lot angrier.

He kills for fun, hunts people down for sport, just to see how long they can run. He becomes an issue for the van der Linde gang, and after the Callanders die, he just...leaves...

It's not that they don't talk about all that stuff, it's just that for Mac and Davey (who have been alone most of their life, always fighting for survival) life is just dog vs dog. It doesn't matter who you're killing, it's not personal, it's just to survive...and Ruben only hears the 'it doesn't matter who you're killing' part LOL

wahh wahh I'm not proofreading sorry I've been trying to write this since like 10am (it's now 1.30pm) but I kept getting distracted waa waa

[ailendolin]

Live Reaction to TRoP 2x02

Spoilers for 2x02 under the cut

oh we're off to a good start with evil spreading through the lands of Middle-Earth straight to Khazad-Dûm

I'm still so in love with the mirrors. Using them to light up the realm always reminds me of The Mummy

my favourite power couple is back and I love them so much

Disa sensing the rockfall is so cool

fuck the light is gone. Moria is darkening. Fuck no

oh shit, is this the scene from the trailer where Celebrimbor gets impaled against a tree by roots?

damn he's becoming one of the tree memorials and the symbolism of that, I can't. This is not good

oh more handsome elves. Commander of the East and West my beloveds. And Commander of the South, you look fierce and I love you already

"Celebrimbor and the secrets of his craft are safe." The fuck they are, Gil-galad. Those words will come to bite you in the arse and Celebrimbor will suffer for it

also Galadriel being cryptic again and not speaking plainly, I swear she does not learn

where is Elrond for I much desire to see him

"... waters running dry." That's the rivers you just mentioned shielding Eregion, Gil-galad. Wake up and get Celebrimbor out of there for fuck's sake

also gentle reminder, Halbrand has also gained Celebrimbor's trust in case we've all forgotten that. He's even more susceptible because no one bothers to tell him anything and he has no idea what's going on. Let's stop worrying about Galadriel and start worrying about our favourite smith, okay?

lol the way Galadriel still calls him Halbrand and Gil-galad will have none of it. Glad he's got some common sense left

"Supposing I was not alone." Don't you dare drag Elrond into this, babygirl, don't you fucking dare

Celebrimbor denying Sauron entry - yesssss!

but it's not because of the message of warning, but because he promised Galadriel. This is not good. This is very not good

"Messengers from Lindon shall arrive with news any day." No they won't. Dammit

epic riding scene is epic

I see Ciaran Hinds has exchanged the terrors of the Arctic for the deserts of Rhun (seriously though, I have loved him since HBO's Rome and am always happy to see him - now I also need Tobias Menzies to be cast)

loving the moth magic

I'm taking it back. It's that crazy magic lady from s1 (though I do love that her cloak looks like moth wings from behind)

what was that growling noise?

no no no, we're not slaughtering any halflings here, I forbid it

"No one can give you a name." That's a very powerful message

I love the harfoots' ability to hide in a matter of second and I'm glad we're seeing more of it

oh no, I've just realised Moria darkening means the tree in Durin and Disa's home will probably be dying. Nooooo

yes, Disa, you tell them not to trash talk your husband and adopted son

NARVI

oh no the stone singing is no longer working wtf

this is what's going to make them susceptible to Sauron, right? Their desperation to save their realm. Fuck

Disa being the voice of reason. I love her. I met Sophia last year (and Owain as well) and she shines just as beautifully as her character does

oh I feel those blisters, Durin. I got one on my thumb on a dig in Poland once and made the mistake of washing my hands after it had opened. I think I jumped three feet into the air in pain (and then proceeded to shower with my hand held above my head for a week afterwards because fuck those things hurt)

"Climb off your high peak" - I love that! Very fitting for the dwarves

and yep, here's Galadriel dragging Elrond into her mess. I knew it

not Elrond thinking he's no better than a dog - worse yet because he has his own mind and doesn't follow orders blindly. My boy has been disappointed by everyone around him and is seeking solace in shipcraft and I am not okay

"And why would he think that?" Oooooh I love salty Elrond

"And now he's done the same to Gil-galad and every elf in Lindon." I feel like this is poignant and deliberate because Elrond is not an elf. He's a half-elf and this line clearly shows how apart he feels from his people

Elrond holding onto his beliefs even though everyone is against him - someone hug him, please

no Galadriel, don't you guilt-trip him into this. Thank Eru Elrond sees it for what it is.

oh Elrond is not okay. Look at the pain on his face when Galadriel has left. My heart

okay, I see where Cirdan is coming from but why can't even one person tell Elrond that he is right to worry? He does not just fear the power of the rings. He fears Sauron's influence on them, and on Galadriel who bears one of them. What the fuck is he supposed to do if Galadriel goes full on dark queen like Sauron wants her to? He does not have a ring to counter her power, and we have already seen that his words mean nothing to any of the ring bearers.

have I mentioned that I love Poppy? Because I do. She's the best and not happy at all about dragging her tall friend through the desert

oh shit that bell ringing is not good

yep that did not take long

lol not me waiting for Imhotep's face to appear in the sandstorm

that new staff did not last long, did it?

no no no, Nori and Poppy can't be blown away wtf

ooooooh Ithildin?

YES ITHILDIN! Are we going to see the creation of the Doors of Moria?

the way Celebrimbor can't stop thinking about Halbrand. Just like Galadriel. Ugh this is so painful to watch

and of course Sauron exploits every weakness of Celebrimbor's because he knows him and knows exactly what chains to yank

Charles Edwards the actor you are. Celebrimbor's emotional reaction is everything

lol Celebrimbor going straight to the (First Age) bottle to celebrate

there will be fics about this, won't there?

no, Celebrimbor, you are not his friend, do you hear me? You are not

aaaaah and here the idea of the Nine gets planted

oh fuck, the silence in the dark tower is scary

ANNATAR

I know everyone was making fun of him having the same face as Halbrand but given how he reveals himself to Celebrimbor it makes so much sense and i love it

"I am your partner." Annatar beginning to seduce his next future ex

but oh how it pains me to hear the "sharer of gift" line

oh Elrond's new tunic is gorgeous

Elrond leading the company? Fuck yes. And of course Galadriel is not happy about it because it always has to be her way or no way

no no no not the dwarves going to Eregion

but also yes because that means Elrond und Durin (and hopefully Disa as well) will reunite and I need that to happen

[sumaneun-stars]

okay based on my last request here I'm just going to say something that's been in my head since I discovered enhypen

this is literally my comfort scenario

I always end up thinking about a very cold winter day, but what makes it all the more vivid (in my opinion) is the scenery in the room

for example the description of the temperature, the duvets, the lighting (I have a weakness for warm lights), the television on in the background but the main thing... the person with Jay, like declarations of love, a simple deep conversation... I DON'T KNOW, just his presence in itself would be perfect

I don't know if that made sense in any way, it's still something deep that I can't explain

If you want to create something with this (which in this case is very cliché but I like it 😭😭😭) feel free, I just think there should be a context (which I never stopped to think about)

Anyway, Ily 💖💖💖

Winter hangs in there — pjs.

It wasn't surprising. Another failed attempt at socialising, and another comment on your insecurities which they meant as a joke. ‘Haha, it was so funny I could cry’ you wanted to snap back, but chose the better of it. Rage turned into another cup of grief in the ocean of sadness in your head.

But no matter how much you wanted to cry and let your misery turn into salty droplets, it just never happened. With no one but yourself, you just swallowed it in and moved on. False. They gradually got collected for months and months and formed that depressing sea.

As you stepped outside, a cold wind bit at your cheeks. The air was freezing, and each breath created a mist in front of you. Wrapped up in a single jacket, you walked ahead, feeling the chill seeping through your clothes. At least the cold always hung in there with you. Also him. Maybe. So far.

You entered the building, and impatient as you were, you took the stairs. Standing in front of his door, you took your phone out to text him.

Y/n: “Password?”

Jay: “Gunter's birthday”

The warmth of Jay's home embraced you like a blanket as you walked in. You entered his room with a knock, and found him on the corner of his bed, glasses on as he typed rapidly on his laptop.

“Jay!” You whined. Despite how upset you were, you always felt playful with him. You took off your jacket as you dropped yourself on his bed.

“Back from school?” 

“Mhm”

He chuckled.

“Just imagine actually going to school”

“Hey!”

“What?”

“You're lucky”

“Why?”

“I'd rather constantly be working and having body aches like a middle aged uncle than go to that prison of a school” you said in pout.

“Aw, there there” he caressed your hair. He noticed your silence as you stared blankly into nothing. Minutes passed by, until your state was too concerning for him. “Something wrong?” 

You didn't know just two words could form tears in your eyes. You realised it wasn't your inability to cry, but the fact that no one cared to ask. No one wanted to listen to your cries. You sniffled, and he immediately understood, keeping his laptop aside as he sat you up.

“Hey hey, what happened?” The warmth of his hands met your cold skin as goosebumps rose around your entire body. You forgot about earlier in the day once you looked into his worried eyes. His face glowed in the perfect places, the low lights highlighting him like he was an angel. Now you sobbed for a different reason. You sobbed for everything, but nothing at all. You sobbed because Jay was just… perfect.

Because he treats you like a younger sister. A brat who constantly annoys him and whom he needs to tolerate. And who, considering his previous girlfriends, probably does not like younger girls.

You leaned your forehead on his chest, and he didn't hesitate to wrap his warm arms around you, patting your back. Such a big brother thing to do for a depressed younger sister. You hated it, which made your cries even worse. What a mess. You were crying in the arms of the reason for it.

“Hm?”

You shook your head. “Just school stuff”

“I understand if you don't wanna tell me” he said, before bringing you into a hug once more. Like an angel, he hummed softly into your ear as he drew circles at the back of your neck. If only life could be as beautiful as it was when he was next to you. His fingers were gentle and calming, and his body was like a blanket. You raised your head up.

“Jay?”

“Hm?”

“I need to get something out of my chest…”

“You can tell me, y/n, I won't judge” he smiled softly as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

“I love you”

The words slipped out of your mouth without thinking after his action, until you realised and your eyes widened.

“I- I mean- yeah- no! I don't- but I do… I do. It's something- something I held in for so long and you don't really need to reply because I just wanted to let you know because… no I don't love you! I do, but I don't want- I mean, what I'm saying is- I understand if you don't wanna talk to me anym-”

“Say that again”

Your mouth opened and closed in confusion, a red tint now clearly visible on your cheeks.

“Wha-”

“Say it again” he looked at you with longing eyes, like he was begging you to.

“I- I love you…”

“Hm?” a slight smile formed on his face.

“I am in love with you, Park Jongseong”

His hands swiftly travelled to the back of your head and he brought your face closer to his. With your noses brushing against each other, his exhales came out like a soft wave of warmth. His eyes landed on yours, your lips just centimetres away.

“May I?” he asked, his voice low.

“Please”

[kob131]

Lily Orchard and Pokemon: Gen 3

Okay I'm gonna try to keep these shorter. But to be fair- Lily is going to start belly aching in Gen 4 beyond so I might have more to cover.

"Brendan misogynyist because he assume Gym Leader kid guy!"

Lily's, he's fucking ten. I don't even think you CAN be sexist at that age because I don't think your brain is developed enough to form complex thoughts or beliefs. Also that is LITERALLY the one time he mentions it.

"I like Brendan because he's not trying super hard to be friend or be rude!"

Again, Lily. You misread Blue who does nothing but slag you off and throw tantrums. Your view on story elements is so thoroughly tainted they can't be taken seriously.

"Brendan's salty when he loses!"

Huh, he actually kind of is. I never noticed that. I guess Brendan has about a quarter of a character. ... What, more than what May or anyone in Gen 6 got.

Still doesn't raise him above 'one of the worst rivals in Pokemon.' Also, good job Lily. You actually showed me something new. Took you only...50 minutes...

*Another captialism dig*

We get it Lily- You long to be locked into a gulag and then shot by a firing squad. Move on.

"What is it about Rock that makes it good for a first time Gym?"

That's the kind of thing a retrospective is supposed to SOLVE, Lily. You're supposed to be asking yourself 'Why did the developers choose to do this at this point instead of something else?' But so far, your video has been nothing but you either belly aching or you making half baked jokes.

Anyway- Rock is chosen to encourage the player to diversify their moveset as Rock resists Normal, the most common attacking type in the early game, as well as all of them being physically defensive, which counters most attacks in the early game as Physical Normal moves. It's also weak to Grass and Water, encouraging the player to experiment and understand type matchups better. The Fire problem is solved by either slapping the Fighting type onto the starter or giving it a Steel move in the case of FR/LG.

"Match Call is stupid! Before you could refuse everyone's numbers but now they get forcibly added and they bother you all the time!"

It's called 'world building' Lily. They call to make them feel like real people.

"The Macho Brace is dumb in the main game because you can't control what you fight in the main game so all your Pokemon become worse faster!"

... What?

First off- Wouldn't that make the Macho Brace a competitive focused item? Thus there being no real reason to bring it up?

Second- Yes, you can control what you fight. Go fight wild Pokemon with the Macho Brace. They'll give you the proper EVs if you care THAT much.

Third- EVs...can't make your Pokemon worse. They can be wasted but they are only ever buffs. And you don't need perfect EVs for the main game. Try proofreading.

"Team Magma/Aqua are good because you don't encounter them that often so they can concoct their plans!"

Lily, you just got done explaining why Maxie (and by extension, Archie in Sapphire) is a fucking moron for trying to erupt a volcano which would kill INNUMERABLE PEOPLE just to make land (or water) for Pokemon. (She says it's for people.)

By definition, they are not good just because there is less of them and thus they can make plans. It just means they have less time to fail those stupid plans.

"The Lavaridge Gym sucks because you have to navigate mud titles and which ones transport you and which ones are trainers are up to fate to decide!"

... Lily. If there are two titles right next to each other that seem to be blocking off more, distant titles that correspond to ones from above- they're probably trainers. Its very obvious which ones are trainers.

I found this out when I was EIGHT.

"Flannery stammers her intro which is dumb!"

Her character is that she's a newbie Gym Leader uncertain of what to do.

Story telling, Lily. A key feature of RPGs. Engage with it.

"Gardevoir broken because Special bulk and Calm Mind!"

A. This is a game for children Lily. Numerous Pokemon can sweep Gym Leaders.

And B. Fun Fact Lily- Most offensive Pokemon prefer high Speed over high bulk since cries are a thing. So if a bulky Psychic is broken, guess how monstrous a Psychic with say...10 extra Sp.ATK, 20 SP.Def and a HUGE increase in Speed would be.

... Oh right, that's GEN 1 ALAKAZAM. The same Pokemon you mocked as 'not being that strong'. Contradicting yourself AGAIN Lily.

"Hoenn has too many water routes, which are boring and annoying-"

Hub, I actually agree-

"-but everyone mock IGN!"

And there it is.

Lily, people mocked IGN both as a joke abd because they gave Ruby and Sapphire, objectively worse games, a 9.5.

"No one ever talks about how Pokemon uses music! They use good themes for the legendaries causing peoples in Ruby and Sapphire but not Emerald! Certainly not BW where N is fucking stupid or Zinna's theme is intense but not battle! The remakes ruined them!"

A- People bring up how Pokemon uses music all the damn time. The Area Zero theme was dissected for giving an atmosphere of entering a new world, unknown and dangerous waters and something completely foreign to everywhere else you went.

B-Lily, the remakes simply had cleaner OSTs. They sound very much the same. You even admit this as you call Omega Ruby's OST for Groudon 'like trying to escape a star going supernova'. A supernova. A term synomous with IMMENSE, INCONCIEVABLE HEAT.

and C-Ignoring N where you just go 'N bad!'- Zinnia's theme is intense because you're facing a Dragon Specialist, using a VERY dangerous Type of Pokemon, before rocketing into space to destroy a meteor threatening to kill everyone.

"Team Aqua and Magma aged well because they're charming! Not like other villains who just spout off philosophy!"

We get it, Lily. You don't pay attention.

Doesn't change the fact that you admitted that these one-note caricatures are so fucking stupid they didn't know fucking with primordial gods would cause issues. Or that exploding a volcano is BAD. That's bad writing Lily. You are praising bad writing.

"Why did you change Wally's Gardevoir to a Gallade? YOU MADEIT EASIER, SEXISTS!"

... Because they wanted to promote Mega Gallade. And they both represent Wally growing from a shy, insecure kid to a confident ACTUAL rival.

Gallade was made because it's a fucking knight guarding a lady, moving on.

"I was pleasantly surprised by Gen 3-"

Not surprised one of the blandest Gens got your approval, Lily. Considering your response to any game that tries to have any kind of ambition is to get pissy.

Well, let's go check Sinnoh.

[kaaaaaaarf]

Chapter 9 of everywhere, everything by @lynxindisguise is up, so it's playlist time! I really tried to go for a certain dreamy vibe with this one because this chapter felt that way to me, but...that is not what happened. 🤷 I still think it's a vibe, though!!

Universe 1,237: Fairytale songs and explanations under the cut (beware spoilers!)

+ Nature Boy by AURORA

This was the first song I decided I wanted to add when I heard about this chapter. Nature Boy fits this chapter in several ways. The emponymous nature boy could be construed as Teddy or Remus, but I really think the lyrics make the case for Sirius.

There was a boy A very strange enchanted boy They say he wandered very far Very far Over land and sea A little shy And sad of eye But very wise was he And then one day One magic day he passed my way And while we spoken of many things Fools and kings This he said to me The greatest thing You'll ever learn Is just to love And be loved in return

+ Dear Fellow Traveller by Sea Wolf

This is very Sirius wishing Remus could come and save him from himself and the choices he made that sent him on this journey. I also love the idea of the mirror being a magic mirror for this particular chapter.

You spoke my language and touched my limbs It wasn't difficult to pull me from myself again And in our travels, we found our roads You held it like a mirror, showing me the life I chose [...] Dear fellow traveler under the moon I think I'm growing weary and I'm hoping you'll come soon And if I see you in clean new clothes I hope you hold the mirror up to show me what I chose [...] And I know you're out there in the shadows I know you're out there in the shadows I know you're out there in the shadows Dear fellow traveler underneath the moon Dear fellow traveler underneath the moon

+ In Memoriam by The Oh Hellos

This is one of two songs I used from from the Hut of the Mistold playlist that Lynx made. I thought it suited this chapter very well.

Well, it's a long way out to reach the sea But I'm sure I'll find you waiting there for me And by the time I blink, I'll see your wild arms swinging Just to meet me in the middle of the road And you'll hold me like you'll never let me go And beside the salty water, I could hold you close, But you are far too beautiful to love me It's a long climb up the dusty mountain To build a turret tall enough to keep you out But when you wage your wars against the one who adores you, Then you'll never know the treasure that you're worth But I've never been a wealthy one before I've got holes in my pockets burned by liars gold, And I think I'm far too poor for you to want me It's been a long road, losing all I've owned And you don't know what you've got until you're gone And it's a nasty habit, spending all you have, but When you're doing all the leaving, then it's never your love lost And if you leave before the start, then there was never love at all And heaven knows I'm prone to leave the only god I should have loved, And yet you're far too beautiful to leave me

+ Teddy's Lullaby by Teddy's Wonderland

An instrumental song for everyone's favourite Teddy bear.

+ The Stars Shine In The Sky Tonight by Eels

This one really made sense lyrically, and I wanted something Decembery considering that's when this chapter takes place. The when you wish upon the star / there's two of us you need to save lines especially got me. Original universe wolfstar in this is just 🥺

I can't live in a world that you have left behind Seen a lot, been through too much But this is where I draw the line It's not where you're coming from It's where you're going to And I just want to go with you December it's a lonely month In a year of lonely days It's hard to tell which way is up Or down or out or through the haze [...] The stars shine in the sky tonight Like a path beyond the grave When you wish upon the star There's two of us you need to save

+ Without You by Eddie Vedder

This is just quintessentially wolfstar in this fic. Musically it also fits the vibe I was going for.

Wherever you go Whenever we part I'll keep on healing all the scars That we've collected from the start I'd rather this than live without you For every wish upon a star That goes unanswered in the dark There is a dream, I've dreamt about you And from a far, I lie awake Close my eyes to find I wouldn't be the same I'll shine when you shine Painted pictures on my mind Sun sets on this ocean Never once on my devotion However you are Or far that you fall

+ True Love's Kiss by Thomas Newman

Instrumental. I liked that while this does have an emotional swell, it's ultimately a little darker. True Love's Kiss only counts if it's really your true love.

+ A Fairytale Ending by The Boy Least Likely To

Sirius loves this world he's fallen into, but ultimately it's not home. How is this whole situation going to end for him? Will it be his own fairytale, or something else?

When I was young I was valiant and bold I fought off dragons and wrestled with trolls I was stupid, but I was brave I'm still as stupid as I was before And now though, I'm not that young anymore I'm still valiant in my own little way Limping off into the sunset With our tails between our own legs Remembering how it all started And wondering if this is the way that my fairytale ends [...] In the end everything has to Turn back into pumpkins and frogs I wish that it didn't have to And I'm wondering if this is the way that my fairytale ends Limping off into the sunset With our tails between our own legs Muttering quietly to myself And wondering if this is the way that my fairytale ends

[lyerra]

ROOM OF SWORDS SPOILERS

just me ranting about webtoon's comment section because I want to exteriorize some stuff

The whole Roseberry situation is so so weird to me. Tbh when I started room of swords I didn't care much about the ships, I was there for the plot, but when strawbarrow was revealed to have been canon all along I was so happy for them

However a lot of people were displeased because they thought Gyrus would end up with Tori.

I think one of the comment sections that struck me the most was right as the episode ended with Tori kissing "Gyrus" (who was actually Kodya in Gyrus' body pretending to be him) and someone commented "imagine possessing your boyfriend's body only for some girl to kiss him" which was a pretty funny comment

some people responded however that if anything Kodya was Gyrus' ex because he had been in a relationship with BB!Gyrus but New Gyrus didn't know him the same way. Which WOULD have been a good argument to make if Gyrus hadn't been making puppy eyes at Kodya since S1...

tbh it's fine not to see it, I didn't see it either at first, but to say that Gyrus was CLEARLY attracted to Tori???????? when he never showed any sign of liking her as more than a friend?

I've read RoS many, many times both before and after it ended (been reading it from 2019 oh god it's been so long???) and all through S1 there are these small, small hints that Gyrus has a small crush on Kodya EVEN THOUGH he doesn't remember him. They were always meant to be together.

Tori does develop some feelings towards him, granted (we do learn that it's because he looks like her beloved but that's later, people couldn't have known back then), but that doesn't make Gyrus entitled to return them.

People shipping Roseberry shouldn't make the authors entitled to change THE ENTIRE PLOT simply because some people aren't happy with their story choices.

At that point there's been many hints that New Gyrus and Kodya are still attracted to one another and I'm just sad and confused that those people were in so much denial.

On the brighter side, the next episode really starts with Tori telling "Gyrus" that she knows he loves Kodya because she's seen him LITERALLY PINING SINCE DAY ONE. AND THAT SHES A LESBIAN.

case closed, right? Kodya and Gyrus are canon and still very much in love, and Tori herself is in love with another, yet unnamed woman.

well lo and behold: s2 finale's comment section!

we finally see Kodya and Gyrus sharing their first kiss onscreen, so someone in the comment section said something like "THEY FINALLY KISSED AAAAA OUR SHIP IS SAILING" which was also my reaction and a legit reaction to it??

and since there was A LOT of dislikes (over 1,6k I believe) the op edited to say something about homophobes and the backlash was even greater

and in the answers there was actually quite a lot of people being salty because their own ship didn't sail and

I mean idk

maybe I can't understand because my ship sailed and not theirs but what the hell

first of all homophobes exist. the authors commented that they had lost about 20% of their audience when they revealed that Gyrus and Kodya were canon, and they received a lot of hate online for it.

second of all as I said it's not about ships it's about the plot. strawbarrow was always endgame and the whole story, including the romance between Kodya and Gyrus and the important role it played on the story, been planned since over a year before RoS was published. this is not your story, if you're not happy about it go read or write some fix it fanfics (it's not so bad once you get used to it). but in terms of writing strawbarrow was so well executed, I feel like being mad just because of a ship is really disrespecting the authors' intentions.

third of all, it had been made painfully clear since A LONG TIME AGO that they wouldn't end up together. clinging onto that hope was really unnecessary. they shouldn't be mad anymore, it had been over for a while now and they should have made their peace. people complaining by the time of s2 finale were really just delusional.

fourth of all, the dislikes may not all be from homophobes but if they aren't then they're from jerks. it's not because you're unhappy that things didn't go your way that you have to hate on other people because they got what they wanted and not you. that's just being mean smh,, let people enjoy the things they like in peace