#is there anyone even left in this fandom for these boys anymore or should i keep my drafts to myself

[ikarakie]

[slams fists on the table] MATT AND SHIRO WOULD'VE BEEN THE PERFECT TRAGIC LOVE STORY WITH THE POTENTIAL FOR A HAPPY ENDING

[phantomposting]

Ayo it's time for another half asleep sleep deprived prompt rant let's gooooo! Please excuse any typos or grammar errors I haven't slept more than 2hrs in the past 24hrs and I'm suffering from a hard-core bout of insomnia and a accidentally burned myself. But anyways let's get into the rant starting with trigger warnings!

TW: BLOOD, VOMIT, SICKNESS, FOOD INSECURITY, ABUSE

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So I have been absolutely obsessed with blood blossoms used in angst fics since I first joined the fandom. I also see them as a great way to make a fun sickfic or a amazing tool for darker fics to use to trap or harm our favorite boyo. I read.the most amazing blood blossom poisoning fic recently tho and it absolutely gave me the brain itch again to theorize more about blood blossom aus!

So in this au Tim Drake and Danny are dating they've been doing well for the most part but when Tim asks to meet Danny's parent's he's super avoident of it. It's been making Tim feel as if Danny doesn't see this as a serious relationship that or he's hiding something and Tim needs to figure out what.

Danny of course as Vlad's godson is the heir to his company even tho he definitely doesn't want it. Atleast getting dragged into rich people shenanigans led to Danny meeting his boyfriend whom he is absolutely head over heels for.

Tim keeps asking to meet his parents but Danny doesn't want them to ruin things. They don't even know how old he is anymore for Ancients sake. They've acted like he isn't even there since Jazz went to college Danny's had to fend for himself and them essentially turning into a bit of a parent/guardian for them. Paying bills, making sure they eat, ect. But he can only do so much and between it all he doesn't get much time or enough money to eat as often as he should. It's a real mess. He definitely doesn't want Tim seeing that and worrying either so he keeps coming up with excuses to make sure the Fenton parents never meet him or his family.

Vlad is super upset with Danny for getting so close with his biggest competition. He continously demands the boy behave and to dump that leech before he swipes all of Vlad's hard work from right under his nose. Danny could absolutely care less. The boy is really getting on Vlad's final nerve being his sweet Madeline's kid means nothing if he's just going to act like another Jack. The world absolutely needs no more Jack's in it.

Finally cutting his losses with this kid Vlad devises a plan to once and for all get rid of the little brat. He will take blood blossom extract and poison the useless heir of his at the next gala.

The ingredient tho extremely rare can be common for the super wealthy. It's always been quite the nuisance for him but now there's finally a perk to that damn flower. None will be the wiser the death will be ruled as either an allergic reaction to a rare ingredient the child had never encountered enough to know of or they'll learn of Daniel's ghost side and not anyone will care thinking a ghost had taken the poor kids place.

Vlad will get pity among his peers and possibly finally gain the chance to overshadow the Wayne's and finally take them out of the game once and for all. Maddie will blame Jack for such a accident vlad will be sure to make it so. With nothing left to hold her back and a newly loveless marriage she will finally turn to him they'll create a new family with the perfect son and nothing will stop him from living his happily ever after. It was the perfect plan in Vlad's mind.

So the next Gala comes around. Danny and Tim have a big and accidentally rather public argument about Danny's parent's and this leads Danny to storm off alone to try and cool off. This ends up being the perfect time for Vlad to corner the boy.

He gives Danny an ultimatum dump Tim and join him or else. Danny refuses. " oh nieve little badger... you really should have taken me up on the offer." He shakes his head as he pins the boy to the wall by the collar of his shirt and injects him with the poison.

Soon Danny is left alone curled in a writhing ball of pain upon the floor as the blood blossoms burn at his insides ripping him apart from inside to out. A silent ball of agony as he doesn't know what to do. He can't risk anyone finding out about his ghostly side not even Tim. He can't access his powers. He can't escape. All feels hopeless and he feels doomed to fade here.

Meanwhile Tim begins to get worried usually Danny takes a bit of time but he always comes back pretty quickly then both apologize for the argument and move on. Tim's definitely feeling pretty guilty for this one pushing him so hard. He just wants this relationship to be as normal as it can be. For once in his life he's having a pretty average civilian life and weirdly enough he's thriving with it. He understands tho that some people aren't on good terms with their parents but Danny always only ever really says nice things about his parents and its starting to make Tim feel like he's just not good enough to meet them.

But either way Tim begins to worry he drove Danny off so he goes to look for him to apologize for pushing him so hard. He wasn't really expecting to find Danny in a secluded room all alone curled up against a wall looking smaller than he's ever looked before. Almost looking as if he were hiding tears. It honestly broke Tim's heart to see him like this. Tim definitely wasn't expecting that when he started to apologize that Danny would look up at him with way too much blood to be okay dripping from his nose.

Danny was bleeding quite a bit. His eyes were unfocused and Lazarus green and absolutely filled with fear. Tears dripped down his far too pale cheeks as he tried to focus on Tim. His breathing was harsh and heavy and clearly pained. He looked as if he were in agony.

This immediately sends Tim into panic mode. Wtf happened while he was gone? How did he get into contact with Lazarus water?? Is his boyfriend dying??? Tim starts going into hero mode trying to figure out how to help Danny. They make a quick stealthy escape of the gala and Danny refuses a hospital trip. Tim won't push too hard cause clearly Lazarus water is somewhere in the mix.

So they go to the only person Tim can think of. Doctor Leslie! There's a lot of panic from everyone and delirious rambling from Danny until eventually they finally figure out he's been poisoned. Somehow miraculously they manage to cure said poison and save Tim's boyfriend.

Or so they think turns out they only really slow/pause the blood blossoms effects. Danny has extensive physical damage from the blood blossoms eating away at everything and Tim thinks Danny was poisoned with Lazarus water. He makes Danny stay with him in his apartment for awhile to monitor him and his condition and keep his eye out for the one that poisoned him and keep him safe.

Vlad makes a huge stink about Danny going missing leading to some big search for the missing heir. Its all a huge mess!

Slowly over time this sickfic with tons of sweet fluff moments and stuff would reveal why Danny isn't keen on introducing his parents to Tim. Tim would learn Danny's parent's are super neglectful and possibly downright evil judging by all the scars his poor boyfriend is left with. Not to mention he's far too thin! Thinner than Tim expected cause with his clothes on sure he looks rather slim but you would never guess the poor guynwas just skin and bone. Its deeply worrying.

There would be lots of moments where Danny is avoident on details and it only makes Tim's detective brain itch more for answers. Slowly but surely they learn aswell that Danny's body is never going to fully work the same either. Over time they even realize it's very Slowly worsening making them discover the blood blossom isn't fully cured.

Then comes the big search for a cure and Tim going full mama bird for his bf! We also get a slow ghost reveal, giw reveal, and reveal that Vlad's evil and Tim is absolutely going to rip that man apart for doing this to his poor boyfriend.

There's absolutely tons th8s fic could cover and it's absolutely dealer's choice on what and how they would want to cover it! I would absolutely go feral to see this prompt used :D you could even get into some league of assassin's chaos or giw chaos with everything else going on! The possibilities are endless :D

[sehodreams]

I know I haven't posted in a long time because of many reasons but I feel I should say this.

It's disheartening to see something that should've been a happy moment be twisted like this, and I can't say Seunghan is the reason I entered the fandom, but his absence was definitely one of the reasons I felt conflicted liking them for some time.

I fell in love with the group with the MV of memories because they made me feel something I hadn't in a really long time. I was sure I had outgrown my fan era but riize with their youthful concept made me feel like just a girl again. They made some of my days a lot better and helped me when I felt a little loss in life, and for that I'm grateful, but to see a young boy be hurt and lose so much just for doing things we've all done– A boy enjoying a time of his life I don't wish anyone to miss, it's too painful for me.

I understand idols have to take care of their images a lot, but Seunghan was just a boy living his own life and enjoying things I would love all the other boys to do.

Sadly these news have affected me more than I imagined and have only pushed me further into the block (not only writing, but reading too) I was having, so I'll be taking a step back from writing or interacting with any riize content for some time, if not indefinitely.

I don't know if I'll close this blog or if I'll stop writing/liking riize altogether. I've given this (even if now quite inactive) blog so much of my time I don't see myself deleting it, but I'm trying to figure out what to do because I am sehodreams, I've been sehodreams for many years, even before riize, and I never thought any group would make me be a k-pop fan again until I started liking them, but seeing my blog be full of them –god, my longest fic is Seunghan's- is honestly just too painful right now.

I'm thankful for all the lovely messages I've been getting about the fics I've done based on them. I can't believe I got so many people to follow me and like my stories, and I'm sorry for not responding to some of those messages because I felt I didn't deserve them considering I haven't been writing for quite a long time.

Somehow, this is my blog, I'm sehodreams, I've always been, but I don't feel I belong here anymore.

It hurts that I don't know if Seunghan also felt like that with the group. I wish him the best things in life and that he gets to heal these wounds. He's gone through something I don't wish any other idol, or person, go through. From now on, I hope other doors open to him, who is talented and was such a bright person. The post he did blaming himself showed how deeply affected he is, and I can't pretend things or I will be okay and give more of my time to the group.

I love the other boys, and I can't imagine what the others are feeling right now because obviously they'll be affected too. They've worked so hard to be where they are, and I'm sure they'll overcome this.

But I'm not them.

I wish them the best, but my stability is the most important thing to me, and I can't bring myself to give them the same amount of attention and time to be hurt like this.

I've already been in fandoms that have lost members, you all know I was an avid exo-l, but now I'm 23, and suddenly I'm a 13 year old girl seeing that a member of her favorite group left again because of the bad management and abuse of a company that did nothing to prevent this. I'm sorry, but there are so many things SM could've done to protect him and the others, I'm afraid this only shows there's no human treatment for them as their workers and how any situation with the others won't be correctly managed doesn't matter what we, as international fans, say or beg.

Many won't understand this, but there are precedents of the massive hate consequences and this has been added as one more. I'm afraid what the other boys will think or feel, how much they'll fear to have a normal life and the way they'll blame themselves every time something doesn't please the Korean fans.

I can't help but feel repulsed of this kind of society.

They're already under an incredibly amount of pressure because of society standards and I had hoped that after so many years at least something had changed, but instead they decide to be stuck under their most toxic traditions.

I love them, but I don't want to support this kind of treatment in any way.

I'm sorry, this is just too painful.

[azucar-skull]

H(a)unted

(written for @tmnt-write-fight for @lavadragon365)

Fandom: Rise of the TMNT (Post movie)

Prompt: Halloween, the one night a year where the boys can go to the surface without hiding from humans.

Word Count: 1919

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The single greatest day of the year! Right next to the Lair Games, Thanksgiving, and his birthday. There’s nothing Mikey loves more than Halloween. But what makes Halloween so special?

Is it the spooks? Hell no. Mikey detests the idea of horror and blood, and pizza supreme forbid…ghosts. Is it the free candy? Mmmm… Mikey can have as much free candy as he wants with the power of his puppy dog eyes and the fact his brothers and he have been stealing for food to get their groceries. It’s much easier than you think.

So what is it?

The costumes. Or better yet, the lack thereof of needing one. This is the one time of the year that Mikey gets to walk the streets freely with his brothers and get to just…be. And Halloween is now just around the corner and Mikey just can’t wait to—

“We’re not going out this year.”, Donnie spat when Mikey strided into the kitchen and showed his brothers the layout they should take for trick-or-treating.

“What?!”, Mikey squawks. “What are you talking about, Dee?”

“Donnie’s right. It’s not safe, right now.”, Raph chimes in. “The invasion was only 2 months ago. Streets are still being prepared, everyone is still on edge, and not to mention that EPF guy is still after us. We gotta lay low.”

“But for how long?! We’ve been cooped up in the same smelly old subway lair for weeks and I can’t take it anymore, I think I’m gonna just explode from pure boredom!”, Mikey groans in annoyance. “Pretty sure I remember Donnie saying something about how box turtles hate captivity.”

“Hey, don’t twist science against me, Michael.”, Donnie points a finger.

“What if we wore disguises?”, Leo suggests. “I mean, everyone else is doing it. We can just hide in plain sight.”

“The whole point of this holiday is that we don’t have to!”, Mikey stomps his foot against the ground. “I’m tired of hiding! I just want to be me!”

The others are quiet. They look away, frowning in their own volitions. Raph sighs, putting his foot down.

“Sorry, Mikey. Maybe next year.”

Mikey balls his fists so tight that his knuckles turn white. He turns on his heel and storms out of the kitchen, hurrying back to his room before his brothers could see him start to cry.

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The evening of Halloween arrives and Mikey’s so-shell feed is full of people out and about having fun. Meanwhile Mikey is stuck in his room, stuffing his face full of whatever last-minute Halloween candy bag was left at the store. It’s not fair. He wants to join the fun. But his brothers don’t want to go.

…

Wait, so why doesn’t Mikey just go by himself?

Shit, why didn’t Mikey think of that earlier? He can just head out, have his fun, get some candy, and come back as if nothing happened. Sure, his brothers will be mad that he snuck out, but once they see that everything’s fine, they’ll be the ones who are jealous that they didn’t get to go. Yeah, that’ll teach them.

So fuck it! Why not? Mikey springs out of the hammock, yanking the pillowcase off his pillow and heading out the door. Now he just needs to get out of here without anyone—

“Mikey?”

Mikey quickly bolts, using his ninja prowess to wall jump up and hide in the support beam on the ceiling. Talk about reflexes, huh? He spots Leo hurrying over to his room.

“Mikey, look, we’re sorry we can’t go out this year. I know you’re pretty bummed about it.”, Leo calls out as he peers into the room. “I-I was thinking we could watch a Halloween movie? Doesn’t have to be scary, we could binge some of those stop-motion ones you like. …Mikey?” Leo looks around the subway car before walking back out. He looks around once more before leaving from whence he came.

Phew, that was close. Mikey hops back down before scurrying off in the other direction. He makes his way through the sewer tunnel entrance, dashing through the waterfall before it could soak him. Then he heads up the abandoned subway stairs, towards the sounds of laughter and screams. And the streets…

The streets are beautiful.

Filled with people and creatures of all different shapes and sizes. A crowd flock down the street, cheering as they show off their creations. Little kids run around coated in blinking lights and glow sticks to help them find their way in the dark. Orange lights decorate the streets and balconies of apartments. A chilly autumn breeze shakes the withering colorful leaves on the trees as the smell of sweets flood Mikey’s senses. And just as he expected, no one bats an eye at the peculiar orange turtle. For he is right where he belongs.

“Hey, love the costume!”, a purple skeleton smiles with glowing yellow eyes and wearing a grim reaper outfit.

“Thanks! You look cool too!”, Mikey beams back.

“Just an FYI, the large candies are almost out. So you better get to it.”

“Got it! Thanks for the tip!”, Mikey nods as he heads off towards the richer neighborhoods.

Door after door, Mikey is met with smiling, welcoming faces instead of horrid and wary ones. Showered with compliments and pinching on the cheek from old ladies instead of avoided like the plague. His pillowcase begins to fill more and more, heavier and heavier. He hoists the bag over his shoulder like a candy Santa Claus as he makes his way to the next house. He spots a little girl up ahead wearing a dinosaur suit with a tutu, happily skipping down the block when a group of older teens on their bikes stop in front of her and yank her Halloween pumpkin bucket out of her hand. They dump the bucket in their backpacks before tossing the empty bucket at her head and biking away. Mikey scowls at the teens, inconspicuously getting out his nunchucks and whipping it at the bikes, causing them to crash and knock over.

Mikey rushes up to the now crying little girl. “Hey, dinosaur ballerina. What’s the matter?”, he asks softly with a smile. He reaches into his pillowcase and grabs a handful of his candy. “Here, you strike me as a Reese’s gal.”

The little girl wipes her tears. “I like the almond coconut ones.”

“You mean Almond Joy? Yuck! Who likes Almond Joy?”

“I do!”, the little girl pouts, crossing her arms.

“Well here, you can take mine. I’d be more than happy to get rid of them.”, Mikey obliges, picking out as many Almond Joys as he can find and dumping them into the girl’s bucket.

The little girl smiles as her bucket fills up as well as her heart. She lurches forward, latching Mikey’s leg in a hug. “Thank you, Mr. Turtle.”

Mikey smiles warmly, patting her head before the little girl takes off and waves goodbye.

And Mikey continues his hunt. Next house, then the next, then the next. The orange setting sun fades as the sky becomes coated in pitch black. House lights gradually begin to turn off. Children head back to their homes, tuckered out from the excitement. Now it’s just the older kids scraping what they can before the night is over. Mikey scrapes what he can as well. As luck would have it, his brothers would steal his candy out of pettiness. So he has to get extra.

He takes a scenic route back to the lair, giving him time to snag a few more pieces of candy. But up ahead he sees flashing red and blue lights. He looks up as sees a few costumed teens talking to the police. Of course, those teens probably got into some trouble. Mikey should probably steer clear of them, he thinks as he starts to cross the middle of the street.

“I mean yeah, we saw a few dinosaur costumes.”, one of the teens comments.

“No, no, turtle. Kind of looks like a human?”, a man’s voice presses. “Surely you spotted one?”

“Oh yeah, I did.”, another teen points out. “It looked sick. Almost like CGI.”

“Where?”

“I dunno.”

…Ohhh shit. They’re talking about him, aren’t they? Mikey peaks behind him at the police and spots one peculiar man among them. A tall man with pale skin, sleek black hair, wearing a tux with sunglasses (at night??). The one and only. John Bishop. Bishop has been after the turtles for a while ever since footage of them fighting the Kraang got leaked all over New York. Donnie tried to wipe as much data as he could, but even his hacker skills couldn’t outsmart the clever and cruel mastermind that is John Bishop.

The sunglasses tilt up. And Mikey knows he’s been caught. He drops the bag without a single hesitation before zipping into the alleys.

“Hey! HEY! THERE! STOP IT! GET THAT THING!”

Mikey runs as fast as he can, lashing out his nunchucks again and begins swinging up into the air to get some distance. He has to find somewhere to hide. And fast. Oh, he’s gonna be in so much trouble when this is over. Getting higher into the air, Mikey scopes his surroundings. It’s night, that gives him the advantage of hiding in the shadows. He just has to—

THWISH!

A net launches out at him, tethered to lead balls as they wrap around him and causes him to lose momentum. He shrieks as he hits the ground, thrashing about to try and escape before he hears people surrounding him. EPF soldiers all shouting orders as the exit points close in. He tries to move, tries to stand, but suddenly he is hit with electric shock. Then another. Then another. The soldiers are poking him with tased poles like poking a distressed girl confused for a witch with pitchforks. He shrills, for that’s all he can do.

Suddenly, there are flashes of light. Red, blue, and purple. There’s the sound of shouting. The rustle of someone scooping him up in large arms and carrying him out of there. Mikey tries to struggle free but his limbs are tangled up tight. A swish of a sword, and Mikey drops to the ground.

He gasps for air, panting. He blinks and finds himself on a tall building’s rooftop. And standing in front of him…were 3 very concerned older brothers.

“WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!”, Donnie starts. “DIDN'T WE TELL YOU NOT TO GO OUT TONIGHT? WASN’T IT CLEAR ENOUGH HOW DANGEROUS IT WAS? ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!?!”

“You scared us, Mikey!”, Raph gripes. “You can’t just take off like that without telling anyone! What if something bad happened?”

“Mikey…”, Leo hushes. “Are you okay?”

A hiccup. Then a sob. Mikey curls inwards on himself, profusely trying to wipe his tears that refused to stop. His brothers’ expressions softened, now all quickly crouching to the ground and surrounding him with so much worry it’s suffocating. Mikey’s lip trembles in fear and despair as he brings his wobbling vocal chords to speak.

“...i just wanted to be me…”

The older brothers shower the youngest with love and a comforting embrace as Mikey wails into the night sky. All Mikey ever wants is to be loved. To be able to walk down the street with his head held up high and plastron puffed out. Just like everyone else.

But even some of us don’t get to do that either. Do we?

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How come all my Mikey's end up depressed? MLTS Mikey's ending was bitter, no sweet. GEM Mikey had issues tbh. FCAU Mikey...uhh no spoilers from me...

Hope you liked it, Lava! Don't blame me, blame the random number generator that selected you from the prompt spreadsheet. Now, ONTO THE NEXT VICTUM!

[happyunbday2u]

So I've seen some Hazbin Hotel role swap things like when the pilot first came out they were switching Charlie and Alastor, Vaggie and Angel Dust, Niffty and Husk and Cherri Bomb and Sir Pentious, one on where Charlie and Vaggie switch, one with a Statichusk, once the season came out I saw like one for RadioStatic and somebody even give out a full list on who is who which I loved BUT have ya'll considered this? And work with me here okay

Also I didn’t get a chance to finish the art since I did it on a school computer cause I don’t have my own and my phone isn’t good with digital artwork but I finished the designs

Angel Dust as Charlie: When his family died they were basiclly considered royalty since their family of mafia had gone on for centuries that when they went to Hell they were already covered, living in a goddamn palace with deseasd family members and others from the same mafia. Angel Dust while he really didn't care at first but then started hate whenever the extermination happened due to how many died, he was covered since his family had already had so much secirity and such but it began to seem like something everyone should have. That's when the hotel idea came to place. He tried telling his family about it but it didn't really work too well so he left to try and make it work and save everyone in Hell. His main weapon choice is guns but he really doesn't like resorting to violence, he removed his gold tooth as a way to symbolize how he left his family and the family business.

Husk as Vaggie: In Heaven there were two ways you could become an Exersit, one is by ending up in the Purgatory and having no choice in it, the second way is by being approched by one to ask for your help in secret and choose to become one yourself which was rare but some did choose to that path and Husk was one of them. Skilled with throwing knives and any small sharp object he was one of the best ones on the field, Lute was kinda jelous, and never EVER showed mercy... except for one time. He cornered a small child but found himself not being able to kill him so he let him run off and make it seem like he had managed to run away fast enough. Lute ended up seeing and saw him as a disgrace as she took out his eye and halo, she almost took off his wings but he fought back so she only ended up damaging them so he couldn't fly anymore. That's when he met Angel who showed him better kindness then his own people, he ended up helping him with his idea and is dating him. He doesn't trust most people but more speficlly woman, okay so I added that because you know how Vaggie doesn't trust men? My thought was because of Adam’s personality and holding a grudge for letting Lute remove her eye and wings so for Husk I made it because of Lute doing those things. His main weapon of choice is small knives but he works with cards and exploding dice. Also Fun Fact on the Fandom page, Trivia, it says that Vizzipop was saying that she wanted to make him Russian ended up deciding not to do it soooooooooooooooooo- To me he's canonlly Russian, oh and another fun fact he knows like 6 languages including Italian so now I can have the mental imagine of Husk and Angel talking to each other sweetly in Italian.

Niffty as Alastor: Okay yes this sounds weird but WORK WITH ME HERE! At first glance you'd think oh look at this lil woman but NOPE she is an bug eating Overlord, she's known as The Bug Demon for two different reasons. 1. Her obesstion/appitie for bugs and 2. In the 1940's a word to describe someone as insane was bug which is around the time she was born. She works on the radio. She's feared by all of Hell and anyone who hasn't met her will probobly know really fast why she is. She is absolute besties with and I'm thinking about replacing Mimzy with Baxter but I'm not sure, if you don't know who that is he's one of the characters made but hasn't been used yet. And like Alastor was a mama's boy she was a daddy's girl and is respectful to men UNLESS they are absolute bitches to people. Another reason I gave her Alastor's spot was so that they can still be crazy together and I can keep the mental imagine of them laughing mainaclly together.

Cherri Bomb as Angel Dust: Cherri Bomb sold her soul to Valentino (Or someone else? Give me ideas people, pls) thinking it'll be as simple as she seen others do, it was not, it was even worse since he ended up having her as a 'favorite'. She acts like she doesn't care but it really hit her deep and her escape, besides ya know all the drinking and such, is blowing things up. She came to the hotel simply so she wouldn't have to live in the studio but overtime ended up liking the people there.

Sir Pentious as Husk: He used to be known for winning any turf war until one day there was one he was fighing that was too powerful to defeat so he made a deal with The Bug Demon for help but it didn't end well. Yeah he won but at the cost of having to work for Niffty, he learned how to bartend over time and grew an alchohal addiction, he was forced to work at the Hotel by Niffty and while he did at first dislike Cherri he ended up liking her in the end.

Alastor as Niffty: A hyperactive always smiling through everything, you know Niffty stays smiling almost as much as Alastor, deer demon he's basiclly the world's best cook and basiclly butler of the hotel. He's just a chaotic tall little shit which is basiclly like before but less out there.

Charlie as Sir Pentious: The Princess of Hell hated her title and how she had to live as royalty so she tried to become her own person, key word: tried. She tried become an Overlord but she wasn't good at making deals, then she tried living like any other demon but they reconized her too easily, then she tried to join the Vees but even with her reputation they didn't let her become one of them so to get their attention she tried winning turf wars, one of her biggest rivals was Vaggie. And the Egg Boiz are replaced by the Goat Bois which are just Razzle and Dazzle look a likes In the final battle she did die and get redeemed. I don’t think people realize that Charlie does have a soul since her mom was literally the first woman and when she made the deal with Alastor it was confirmed, plus I want her to still meet Emily and be besties with her.

Vaggie as Cherri Bomb: A young fighter skilled with throwing exploding spears, literally just bombs strapped to her spears, and a turf winning champion. She used to be an angel but she was kicked out Heaven for being rebellious so when one of the exterminations happened they took her down with them but she put up a fight and ended up getting her eye cut out. She's besties with Cherri.

Molly as Lucifer: She was close with Angel the most when they were alive even though she was never in their “family business”. When she died she went to Heaven and knew that her family wasn't so to reunite with them she brought up ideas like visiting hours and such so that loved ones could reunite in dislocated places so that Angels were never at risk in Hell and Sinners didn't plan to raid Heaven. Dispite the court denying and denying she kept trying until she was casted out in Heaven for her ideas and came down to Hell as a fallen angel. She was happy tho, because she was going to be with her family until she saw how distant they all had become with eachother, nevertheless she tried rebonding with her brother. But when Angel Dust came to her with the idea of rehabilitating sinners she just simply believe that it couldn't be done, not that she didn't want to support him, it was just hard to believe that Heaven would accept them after all her ideas were thrown to the gutter and not long after they became distant and she blamed herself. When Angel called her for her help she was so estatic for her brother to actually WANT to see her. "My brother wants to see me! Take that depression!" "Molly, this is Husk! My boyfriend." "You like boys! Oh mio Dio we have so much in common, put it there Tusk!"

I haven’t decided should be in Lilith’s place but I’m debating on Angel’s dad or brother

Thank you for listening to my rant have a cookie

[dalekofchaos]

Okay, I watched the DE livestream and even with my justified complaints before, I am most definitely not playing this game.

it feels like they killed any chance of Chloe, Warren or anyone from Arcadia Bay of appearing.

There was a dialogue option of Din- I mean Safi asking about "the girl with the blue hair"

And a dialogue choice appears between "We were just friends" "We were high school sweethearts"

"WERE" Are you fucking kidding? They said they'd respect both endings, but How the fuck is it "were" when they said they will respect both endings.

Sacrificing an entire town, killing nearly all of your friends and your love's mother is not "high school sweetheart" WHO FUCKING WROTE THIS SHIT?

Now this could've just been someone who chose the "save the Bay ending" in the livestream, but Max would not leave Chloe if that were the case...

Looks to me like they wanna split Max and Chloe even in the timeline where Chloe is alive. There probably will be just short mention of her or at best short cameo but that's it.

Like if they are no longer together/friends what would be even the point of Bae ending.

The idea that she'd leave her behind after destroying an entire town to save her doesn't really validate the ending. It just seems like a cop-out for a story that originally went with the Bay ending as canon.

As for the Bay ending. I doubt Warren will get a mention. Maybe a "There was this boy I liked, but it didn't work out because I just couldn't get over the loss of my friend and my own trauma, I didn't want to burden him, so I left. He deserved better than me." or worse, they'll demonize him and paint him how the fandom perceives him. I doubt Kate will get a mention. Maybe Max and Kate do stay in touch but they don't show Kate anymore, because god fucking forbid we get people we actually wanna see.

A lot of what made the first game so likeable is completely lost here, the art style, the ability to rewind freely, Max and Chloe's relationship/friendship. This feels more like a fanfic with a bunch of mediocre OCs shoved in than an actual sequel.

The majority of people who wanted Max back are those who also wanted Chloe back. It's going to be very surprising if they attempt to make it seem like Max and Chloe just lost touch or were just casual crushes in school. That isn't how the original game is at all.

Between this and the devs saying Max wants to forget and leave her past behind I’m taking this as confirmation that Chloe, Warren or anyone else from AB isn’t appearing at all which is pretty upsetting.

Zero interest in the game if they go this route. They should have just made a new character instead of completely shitting on Max' original story while using her for name recognition only…

Just remember. Deck Nine was outed for protecting a bigoted groomer and did nothing as a fucking Nazi put white supremacist imagery in their games and they so happen to release a game with "Max" in it. A Max without Chloe, Warren or Kate. A Max who learned nothing and fucked over reality over someone she just met. They got caught with their pants down and they slapped Max's name and voice on a completely new character because they panicked.

Anyways, I choose to believe MY Post LIS 1 headcanons or my Save Rachel game pitch, because that's how DONTNOD wanted it to be, a story we could choose after the game was complete.

I don't know who DONTNOD thinks this is, because that's not Max Caulfield #notmymax

[just-sp-in-inginthevoid]

You know how girls have this sixth sense or guts feelings about a guy having ability to be dangerous person or like 'oh this person can be fucked up' . Do you think this is what happen with those 20 girls rejecting shinichiro sano? Like if it was 3-5 I can say bad luck ? But 20? I know most of the fandom say the girls are blind or shinichiro flirting skills are well bad enough making him desperate or it is him being a leader of the gang in Japan where it is seen in negative image. But c'mon universally teenage girls love a bad boy image. I don't think out of those 20 girls didn't find shinichiro sano attractive with all these qualities. I love Shin but 20 rejection in reality straight up a red flag?

20 appears as a funny hyperbole at first, and it sure was used for comedic effects but I agree Shinichiro has unsettling flaws (to say it nicely). Transposing the number '20' to real life could appear off.

Shinichiro is indeed a delinquent (and the leader of a whole gang of them, who reached Japan's number 1 spot - that's not nothing) and is seen by all the characters we know as an endearing idiot with a heart of gold. And yet no girl fell for it. Good for them, they deserve better than making the experience of being with Shinichiro. They wouldn't have known what they'd have signed up for..

Shinichiro is a red flag in himself once you see pass the 'perfect brother, perfect friend' mask. He is a 'good person' but only because his life didn't make it so he saw a point to doing 'mean things' - he's not against the idea, we know about Original Timeline. 'It's because he didn't have Mikey anymore!' I don't think one's morals should be dependent on another's well-being. (I eat that shit up everytime in fiction, and I love messed up characters, Shinichiro fits both and I love that, and i love him, but it'd be daring to say he's a good person knowing everything he did - and knowing we ignore a lot more stuffs). Sure he was a 14 y/o but he still named his gang after an irl ultranationalist organization (knowing how Japan hides and denies its past, I wonder how he knows about that), he brought his 8 y/o brother to a gang meeting when he was 18, his idea of bonding with Izana was showing him how to act like a delinquent, etc. Original Timeline makes him even more of a red flag but considering the additional factors behind his behavior at that time, it's possible to think (and whether it's right or wrong I don't know, interpretations vary and sometimes Shinichiro is very hard to grasp, I have troubles with him at times) his behavior there wouldn't ever manifest had it been not for this exact situation of losing Mikey (and what was left of his family on the way).

And yeah, Shinichiro would never be as violent, impulsive and hostile as when Mikey dies - but those things didn't stem from nowhere. There's definitively crumbs of it even when Mikey's doing well. He's got trauma he refuses to address (parents' death, parentification, ...) which.. I can see as cradle for some toxic positivity - being portrayed as perfect, good and kind until OG timeline, we only ever see him smile until he loses Mikey. And when he tries therapy it doesn't work.

One thing you can't take away from Shinichiro though, is that he's earnest, he has not an ounce of malice in him. If he deceives people (by making them believe he's perfectly imperfect) it's not intentional because he himself sees himself as the image most see him as. That's worse in some way, because he really is unaware of how harmful he can be - he's a red flag but he sincerely thinks he's good, he never purposely intends to hurt anyone. He loves to help out his loved ones and he'd probably do the same to strangers, but he also sucks at assessing their pain or any kind of repercussions in any given context (ex: treating Haruchiyo's 'slashing his friends because they badmouthed Mikey' incident lightly, abruptly disbanding Black Dragon and seemingly not doing anything for Takeomi's distress, downplaying Sanzu's scars, ...). He's an enabler, too. If a loved one were to say '[x] makes me happy!' then he'd let them to [x] even if it actually harms them - he wouldn't see how that can be wrong, since they're happy.

The fact they were so much makes me doubt of the seriousness of his feelings I have to admit. While he has a lot of love to give and is genuine in his interactions with others (unless they're twisted by denial, ie: OG timeline Shinichiro acting happy and fine), it appears as if he's just desperate to have a girlfriend - without caring who it may be. It seems very shallow, does he even know the girls? If they don't know him it'd explain a bit why they didn't accept. If we restrain those love confessions to his Black Dragon years he has confessed to five girls each year - almost one for each season, one every 2 month and a half or so on average. That's fast lol.

After that we could talk about the possible reasons why he was so eager to have someone; ranging from 'typical teen wishing to acquire relationship experience' to 'thinking he needs to provide his little siblings with a mother figure because he can only fulfill the father figure role' by way of 'needing to save the family's face after their father's cheating get spread' but.. I don't want to develop them more, and they aren't really the topic at hand here.

Another issue that could arose from a relationship is that he'd put Mikey and his family first before anything else - that's a hard true and that needs to be accepted quickly too, no girl could ever be his number one priority no matter how desperate he sounds to have one.

One may say his inability to get girls is a difference between him and Takemichi — the fact Takemichi got Hinata as a girlfriend because she fell for him, got Emma to almost sleep with him, and got Yuzuha to have a crush on him. But we're used to comparing those two silly guys and thinking they both function the same way and by so, Takemichi being an idiot but still good at heart, Shinichiro can't possibly be a red flag. It's the kind of thing the story doesn't make you instinctively overthink, I think. We have clues on how Shinichiro is as a person once we scrap the surface of TR and starts to dig, but we really have nothing about how he'd be in a relationship, how he'd act toward a significant other - and picturing him as another Takemichi is just something that the story makes us do throughout the entirety of it so it feels logical for a time to give Shinichiro the same traits.

[santaasi]

my last words to Liam

You'll be in the sky,

You'll be at the sea,

You'll be somewhere

Far away from me.

You’ll be in the sun,

You’ll fall with the rain.

You are gone,

Yet here, in every way.

There is a pain

And tears and laugh 

And I feel void 

Without you, love.

I didn’t know that time so fast

Could end your life

So cruelly, at last.

You were like sun,

Like rain, like sea,

You were like life itself,

And you saved me.

Your voice,

Your music,

All your words —

will stay with me

until I die

and join you on the other side.

I should have said "I love you" more,

a thousand times —

for you to know,

And maybe then 

you wouldn’t go.

But now you're gone,

you're in the rain, the sun, the sea.

The brightest star, forever free.

And as the wind will sing your song,

I always will be sing along. 

For you to hear and feel my love

For you too feel forever loved.

author's note:

I've never been good at writing poetry. I always stuck to prose; it was simpler and more familiar... like it was where I started. I never thought I would ever publish any of my poems, but then Liam passed away, and that’s something I could never have imagined in my life.

I started writing because of One Direction and my love for those five boys. My first work was a strange crossover with One Direction and the cast of Victorious, written in my native language. I think it was poorly written and terribly paced, but I remember some people, Directioners like me, liked it and encouraged me to keep writing... and now I'm here, writing all these works that you read and enjoy. It changed my life. One Direction changed my life completely.

I've always been an extroverted kid; I liked talking to people, meeting new ones, and being the center of attention. I had many friends at the time, and everything was fine, but then I moved to another place and lost all my friends. I was alone. I was ten, my relationship with my parents was terrible, and I had no one. Then I saw a One Direction music video, and my life changed. I found new friends online, I started learning English — a subject I hated in school — and from then on, I never felt alone because I had my 1D family and Louis, Zayn, Liam, Niall, and Harry. I was there, rewatching their video diaries and X Factor, I was there tweeting jokes, voting for them in every award show, watching every interview. I was there when Zayn left, and when the boys went on hiatus, and I was there watching each one of them create their own history. And even when I wasn’t active in the fandom, I always kept an eye on them because they are still my whole world, my safe place.

Then, when I woke up two days ago, I was crushed. My world collapsed, and I couldn’t believe it — there was no more One Direction. No more Liam Payne. I cried and cried because it felt like I lost a part of myself, like I lost a close friend. I couldn’t explain this feeling to anyone, even my closest friends, who tried to support me but couldn’t understand my pain. You had to be there to understand what they meant to me. That first day was hard. I had to go to work as if nothing had happened, teaching English to kids, and it was so difficult. I was in my own world, listening to One Direction during my break because their music has always been my safest place — where else could I go? I couldn’t understand or accept the news, and all that day, I was just a shadow of myself. I came home and slept until I woke up in the middle of the night, finding out about Louis and Zayn’s posts. It was like I felt they would say something. I read and reread their words, but it didn’t feel real. It wasn’t until I saw Niall’s post that I understood — Liam was really gone.

The second day was harder than the first because I couldn’t cry anymore. I just felt overwhelming pain and emptiness. But I sat in front of my laptop and wrote a James Potter AU where he struggled with hate and a lack of confidence. I wrote it thinking about Liam, about how this industry crushed his dreams and his spirit. I wrote the words he should have heard while he was alive. After the group split, he only received hate. I named it Walking in the Wind because Liam said it was his favourite song. I wrote it for him, hoping he would feel loved on the other side. It helped me with my grief.

Now it’s the third day. I woke up thinking about Liam, read the news, and told myself not to listen to the band's songs because I thought it would hurt too much. But throughout the day, I caught myself singing their lyrics, realizing that even now, when I thought their music would bring only pain, it still brought me comfort. So I listened and listened, and that’s how I ended up writing this poem. I felt the urge to write one last thing about Liam, to properly say goodbye, to return to my life, and finally accept his loss. I didn’t think I would publish it, but then I thought maybe it could help other Directioners around the world. Maybe it would help me, too.

So now it’s here, and I’m writing my final tribute to finally say goodbye.

Dear Liam,

You are gone, but you will always live in my heart. I will tell my kids about you — the boy with the most amazing smile, who always showed the bright side, who tried to be there for everyone, who taught me to stay positive and saved my life. I love you, Liam, with all my heart, and I hope you’ve found peace. You were an amazing musician, a talented artist who wrote beautiful songs and drew beautiful pictures. Maybe you didn’t find the strength to open up through your own music, to show people how much you were struggling. You chose to stay strong in public and fought your demons alone. It’s heartbreaking, but I hope you’ve found your way now. I hope you’ve found happiness, wherever you are. And someday, when I’m old and gray, I’ll meet you again, while you’ll stay young and beautiful. I’m sorry you thought you weren’t enough, that you weren’t talented. I’m sorry you only saw hateful comments and thought the fans didn’t love you. But you were loved, you were more than enough, and you were incredibly talented. I wish I could go back in time and say all these things to you. I wish we could have prevented this. No one deserves to die at such a young age. No one deserves to die alone.

I love you, Liam. I love you so, so much. I know that this is not the end and I will see you again...

Sleep well, angel <3

[coyotestarcraft]

Too Broken To Be Fixed (Part 2)

Fandom: Good Omens

Pairing: Aziraphale x Reader x Crowley

A/N: Okay! Part 2...finally was able to work and finish this. Tbh I’m in a really good mental state right now, despite being sick with a runny nose and small cough. I do still feel and remember a bunch of triggering things from my childhood that left me scarred for life. It’s really hard to move past something that happened when you were a child.

SIDENOTE: This is for anyone who has experienced traumatic events in their past. If anything in here triggers you I highly recommend that you don’t read.

WARNINGS: Transphobia, Biphobia, Enbyphobia, toxic parent, loving parent, Cussing.

Part 1

It was a beautiful Sunday morning, you laid in bed in between your angel and demon.

Before your eyes even opened you felt soft kisses on your forehead and cheek, you stir awake and smile up at the boys who are softly smiling down at you, “good morning,” you stretch making the cutest start up noise the boys have ever heard.

“Good morning my love,” Aziraphale cooed while Crowley hugged you from behind as you kissed the angel. “Where’s my kiss?” Crowley pouts behind you, you laugh turning around to kiss your demon who smiles into the kiss.

You get out of bed ready to start the day, the plan was to go to the park for a picnic then walk around to enjoy what the beautiful sunny day had to offer.

Back in Florida (if you don’t live in Florida, pretend you do for now) it was raining nearly every day in the summer, so it was nice to be on Soho and see the sun everyday with little to no clouds, though Soho did have the occasional thunderstorm you enjoyed rain or shine.

As you sat at the counter scrolling through your phone, Aziraphale was cooking normal pancakes, crepes and bacon, “ever tried a crepe before?” Aziraphale turns to smile at you. “No, I’m not even sure what that is,” you shake your head.

You have heard of crepes but never actually seen or eaten one, “it’s like a pancake but really thin, you can put anything on it, fruit, vegetables, meat, cheese.”

“Sure I’ll try one, can I have grape jelly on it?” You ask, Aziraphale nods delighted to be sharing his favorite breakfast meal with you.

An hour later, your on the couch with Crowleys legs across yours and you reading your favorite book, Aziraphale was next to you reading his own book.

A knock at the door gets Aziraphale up to answer, he let’s put a shocked gasp, when you turn just enough to see who’s at the door, instant panic sets in.

Your mother and father are standing in the doorway.

“Mom, dad.” You say as short shallow breaths leave you.

“Why haven’t you called? We’ve been worried sick!” You mother glares at you angrily, you couldn’t say anything, Crowley came up behind you to wrap a protective arm around your shoulder, you give his hand a gentle pat as if to say, ‘I’ve got this.’

“I haven’t called because, I never wanted anything to do with you anymore, I told you that when I left.” You glared back.

“Don’t you dare use that tone with me!” She got up in your face but you confidently stood your ground, shooting away your boys when they attempted to protect you, but you had to stand up to your mother, you couldn’t take anymore of her manipulative behavior and gaslighting.

“Why?! Because I have to respect my elders, when my own mother doesn’t even respect me!? I don’t give a fuck what you think I should do, because you know what? IM NOT YOUR PUPPET ANYMORE!” You yelled the last part.

A stinging pain was all you felt, the world around you was as white as snow.

Finally the world became clear again, you get your body regain control, that’s when the boys noticed tears streaming down your face both from pain and from the repressed anger that had been keeping you prisoner for many years.

That’s when you lost it...

“All my life, I’ve had to endure your bullshit! All my life I was taught to treat people with respect! All my life I have witnessed shit that a child shouldn’t have to witness!” You pant, “You never gave a shit about me! It was always about you or my screw up worthless piece of a shit sister!” You yelled, you kept moving forward while your mother kept moving back, far enough to trap her between you, Aziraphale, the wall and now Crowley.

“You never cared about me! I was always put on the back burner, I felt neglected, I felt unwanted, a lost cause, a nuisance, insignificant, unworthy and many other things, you act like you care about me but in reality you never wanted anything to do with me.” You point an angry finger at her.

“Now here I am living my best life with the two best boyfriends in the world, at peace and you have to come ruin it!” You yell.

“I never meant to hurt you but your an adult, you have to learn by yourself.” Your mom said.

“I have been! But I still need that support and what’d you do!? Nothing, I have been asking and asking for help, but I never got it!” You cried, tears ran down your cheeks as you got more upset, not only emotionally but mentally and physically.

“Just go! I don’t want you in my life anymore, go home live your pathetic lives and leave me alone!” You cry, pushing your mother out of the door and slamming it.

“Honey. I’m sorry your mom did this to you, I tried talking to her but she’s too wrapped up in her own delusional fantasy to understand anything anymore.” You dad said.

“I’ll talk tomorrow, I just want to be alone, please.” You whimper, running off to your safe place, slamming the door behind you.

Now the recovery begins…

[rey-jake-therapist]

It's kinda hilarious but mostly sad for me that from the moment I muted the JohnLock tag because I was tired of seeing so-called TLJCers "meta posts" from 8 years ago and was looking in vain for Sherlock fans who had other interests than a non canon ship, I just... Don't see Sherlock related posts anymore? Except for a couple of Adlock and Sherlolly posts, but I don't engage with these ships either so 🤷

I took my Sherlock x OC fic off AO3 because I ended up losing interest. Never did I take off a fic from AO3 after only three chapters! And it wasn't even because it wasn't read: I was actually surprised to see it bookmarked, receive several kudos and even a couple of lovely comments. The kudos were anonymous for most of them but so what. It was nice to see the attention anyways. So it's not a case of "woman bitter because her shitty fanfic wasn't successful". Considering I had only three chapters online, it was a promising start.

Yet, I lost interest because my passion for the show wasn't fed by exchanges with other fans. I mean, I had a few very nice discussions, -I don't want to tag anyone but the three of you I have discussed Sherlock with several times should easily recognize themselves 💜-, but before I muted the JL tag I spent more time scrolling down than anything else. I think it's a shame because there was so much to this show than a ship. With my story I wanted to explore Sherlock's past, uncover a potential trauma caused by something else than Victor Trevor's death, open a discussion about this, about his relationship with his brother, his sister and his parents.... And I KNOW that Sherlock's relationship with John, wether it's considered platonic or not, is very important. I just wish I could find something else to discuss than Sherlock's feelings for X or Y, or his sexuality.

Some could say it's pretty much the same thing for the Hannibal's fandom: there's no doubt that if I muted Hannigram I wouldn't find any Hannigram related posts. Or I'd probably find anti Hannigram posts, ew. The big difference to me is that Will and Hannibal's relationship is at the core of the show. The show is called "Hannibal" but it could just as well be called "Hannibal and Will": even if you don't ship them, take the relationship out of the equation and the show has nothing left to say, like... Literally.

Don't get me wrong, Sherlock without the pair Sherlock/John would probably be crap, but it would still have Sherlock's relationship with his family to cover. And boy there's much to say, imho. While Hannibal has no one else than Will. Will has no one else than Hannibal. That's the story. Also Hannigram is canon. So it makes sense to me that most of the fandom's posts are focused on Will and Hannibal. It hasn't stopped me from starting a pre-Hannigram fic because I'm very intrigued by the professor Lecter had an affair/student Alana Bloom storyline they hinted at in season 2, but I know I won't lost interest in this fandom anytime soon, because I feel fed by it. And this weird/toxic/and yet very romantic relationship between these two weirdos keeps fascinating me, even after four rewatchings! Besides, most Hannibal fans are unhinged which is I must say, a quality I appreciate very much 😁

[klbwriting]

Combining Two Worlds

Chapter 13: The Best Laid Plans

Fandom: DCEU

Pairing: Ormxfemale!Reader

Warnings: torture, language, its a bit rough

Summary: Ludo reveals how monstrous he is

Notes: One more chapter after this! Then I have another Orm fic coming that might be a little more chill and more surface related

Orm woke in an unfamiliar room, head killing him. He remembered having a drink with Ludo, Arthur went to get more, and then the explosion. He tried to move, looking around and struggling against the chains holding him to the floor. The room wasn't very big, it was familiar still. He looked out the window and frowned. It was one of the old homes that were damaged when Arthur had first returned and the guards had chased him out of the city. He remembered that they had needed to section off this part of the city, it was too damaged to be repaired. He struggled again, pulling at his restraints with all his strength.

"They were forged to hold Atlantians in case of madness, I don't think you'll escape," Ludo said, coming into the room. He held a communicator, setting it on the floor in front of Orm. "I'm having another delivered to your family right now, I want them to watch what happens next, what happens if I don't get what I want." Orm growled at the boy, yanking again at the restraints. Ludo ignored him, going to a table nearby and looking at the contents. Knives, picks, energy pulses, torture devices when in the wrong hands.

"This is madness, you're parents wanted to rule, this is proof of your crimes, there will be witnesses and your family will be banished again," Orm said, trying to reason with the boy. He was met with a punch to the face, drawing blood. He was wearing a glove lined with spikes.

"I don't care if my parents want to rule! I want you all to die! I will kill all of you, one by one, and then I will be the only one left as king," he snarled. "My parents aren't coming back from Xebel, I made sure of that." Orm looked confused, ignoring the gash on his head from the spikes. Ludo smiled, lips curling back and exposing his teeth so he looked like a shark. "No one thought to check the engine in their transport. A few miles outside the city it blew, and now no one controls me anymore. I can do whatever I want now. And what I want is to watch the look on your sweet wife's face while I'm cutting you."

"They will find me, you won't escape this unscathed," Orm said, for the first time feeling fear. This boy was unhinged, and Orm had no idea what he actually was going to do. He looked around at his surroundings more, settling himself on the floor, hoping to find something he could use to undo his chains. He thought he felt a nail on the floor when the communicator came to life and there was Lydia, Y/N, and Mera. Y/N let out a shocked cry, noticing the blood dripping from his head.

"Yes, he looks good bloody doesn't he?" Ludo said, coming into frame. "Now, I assume you have guards around, maybe even some nobles to watch this? Well, you just put them on a list they don't want to be on. Anyone wishing to not be killed slowly and painfully should leave the room. Except you bitches, even if you left I would kill you."

"Ludo, what are you doing?" Lydia asked, looking sad for her brother. Ludo smiled at her, the only bit of caring in him was for his big sister.

"I am doing what our parent should have," he said. "You know what they did to us. This asshole's father had us banished, and not just banished, but imprisoned."

"Yes, but he was a child at the time, he isn't the person who did this," Mera said. Ludo glared at her.

"The blood of that bastard runs through his veins, and may not be his true brother, but I'll kill him anyway. I swore when we escaped that prison that I would not be confined like that again. Then the moment we get here I am put in something a step above a cell..."

"I wouldn't call a royal suite a step above a cell..." Mera grumbled. Ludo stopped speaking. He left the view of the communicator and came back with a pick used to pull barnacles off buildings. He grabbed Orm's face and slide the pick down his cheek, drawing blood. Y/N let out another cry, but this one of fury.

"Don't touch him you bastard!" she yelled, wanting to climb through the water and strangle the little urchin.

"You shut up you half-breed slut," he shot back. "I will not be spoken to like that from a worthless, surface dwelling, bitch. Speak out again and I will start removing pieces of his flesh until his bones show through." Y/N growled but didn't say anything. "Good, you can be trained. Anyway," he wiped the pick on a cloth and set it aside for the time being.

"Ludo, please, this isn't you," Lydia begged. She didn't want to see her brother become this monster. Ludo shook his head.

"My own sister standing there with our enemies, what have you become? We were going to come back here and take over," he said.

"I never wanted to rule, I just wanted to be safe and loved, just like you," she answered. Ludo laughed and shook his head.

"See, that's your problem, you're older than me but you never grew up. I did, I know what matters and what matters is blood. Preferably spilt blood, our enemies blood running out of their bodies," he said, grabbing a knife and shoving it into Orm's shoulder, twisting it. Orm couldn't hold back the pained shout that echoed around the room. Y/N put a hand over her mouth, stumbling back. Atlanna came onto the screen and caught, holding her up.

"Please stop this! What do you want?" Mera demanded. Ludo sighed.

"I want him to die. I was going to do this slowly...what the...?" the communicator cut out just as Ludo turned, the knife raised again.

"Orm!" Y/N cried, moving to grab the device. She shook it and threw it across the room. She had never felt this kind of devastation before. Her entire world was narrowing, she saw dots in front of her eyes, and felt pain racking her body. Atlanna frowned.

"We need to get her to the doctor," she said. "The stress...the baby." Y/N didn't hear anything else as she passed out.

[generouskittensong]

Hi guys, I'm ranting a bit. It's sad that the SK fandom can't even be called a fandom anymore. I don't think that there are 20 people left are SK fans. Compared to the other couples there are only two couples that make sense. One is Sasuke and Karin and Tsunade and Dan.

Kishimoto made fun of every other couple especially spit on SS faces with Gaiden because let's face it Kishimoto detests SS and he showed us a lot through the manga, Gaiden and even made fun of SS in interviews, he has even said that he wants to divorce them because they are not compatible with each other.

Do you guys have Twitter?

I also have Twitter. I don't particularly like Twitter because of those nasty, trashy Sakura stans. One of the worst fans in the world are Sakura stans, and don't even get me started. How on earth do men like this garbage? For me it will always be wild. Sakura Stans are always thirsty, self-insert, middle-aged women who aren't good looking but want a hot guy like Sasuke and who have never accomplished anything in their lives. I swear I hate these people so much I want to throw up.

I hate this garbage character so much, I get even more annoyed when I have to read stupid comments about whether I like Sakura or Karin ON MY KARIN INSTAGRAM PAGE. Can you read? The account is called Karin! How the hell are you asking me this question? Or if I post other characters. The account is called KARIN!! I hate Hinata and Sakura. Both pointless, useless characters who accomplished nothing in the entire series. Both deserve to be cannon fodder. I also hate Team 7. A toxic team. Sasuke is not happy with Naruto and Sakura. He should have traveled the world with Taka, unlike T7, Taka is loyal to Sasuke. Taka didn't force Sasuke to do anything, they accepted him as he is while T7 wanted to create their own version of Sasuke for themselves in order to be accepted by him. Sasuke chose Taka for himself while T7 was chosen for him. That alone is the difference. Sasuke, who developed a new power for Karin and later told Tobirama that the Sharingan only reacts when the user develops "deep feelings" for the person, talks a lot about Sasuke's feelings for Karin. Just “biting someone to heal” is so sexual.

Biting is sexual and of all the possible techniques, Kishimoto chose this one for Sasuke and Karin. We've never seen Sasuke as intimate with anyone as he is in this moment and Karin is the only girl who made Sasuke laugh. After the genocide, Sasuke never laughs, only at Karin in the 2nd Chuunin Exam in the forest. really this smile is the biggest proof already. who ever imagine that part I sasuke would have a soft smile like Karin has developed a power for sasuke. Kishimoto knew exactly what he was doing. Same with Sasuke's reaction when he found out that Karin was an Uzumaki or that he only apologized to Karin WHILE a few panels before he told Konoha 11 clearly and clearly that he doesn't apologize to ANYONE. And his apology wasn't just "sorry." He chose a form of apology in Japanese that is used in two variants. Summanakata which is used by Japanese boyfriends to say sorry to their girlfriends. Kishimoto knows exactly why he chose this form for Sasuke. SK is the only couple that has a base in the series. I'm anti T7 but pro Taka/Hebi. I am anti-Itachi, anti Konoha, anti Naruto but pro Sasuke and his revolution. Pro change.

Sasuke is the best character in the entire series. No, I don't like Hinata. I don't like slave owners. Neji was right about everything. Sasuke, Pain/Nagato, Madara, they were all right. I'm also anti-Minato but pro-Kushina because she was the victim but I also don't like Kushina who called her murdered clan members "savages". In my opinion, Kishimoto is the best author who has brought so much politics into a story for teenagers that I find it funny how the majority didn't understand a story for pubescent boys. I like Karin as the only woman besides Konan in the entire story. You can throw the rest of the women in the trash can.

The manga just hints that Sasuke and Karin have already had sex. That's what Suigetsu meant twice and Kishimoto also talked about it in a databook in which he insisted on continuing to read the manga because it clarified what "exactly happened between Karin and Sasuke". There are "hints" here and there that indicate that this couple was already a couple before we saw Karin for the first time in the manga. The side text that talks about Karin how Sasuke was the only one who "recognized her" and in Sasuke's eyes "Karin is the strongest kunochi" says a lot about their relationship, not forgetting that Sasuke has not recognized anyone from Team 7 and Naruto until fights for the final battle for Sasuke's attention while Karin has already officially received it from Sasuke. There's a lot to say but I'll leave it at that. Likewise, I'm on the side of the "antagonists" because they had everything right compared to the fascist system called Konoha and the other 4 nations.

Sasuke at least saved Karin from the bear in the Forest of Death and she had a reason to immediately appreciate him. When Sakura was first interested in him, it was not based on any personal interaction or knowledge -- only that he was the aloof, cool genius who all the other girls fancied. I always felt Karin's flashback (so late in her story) was to reinforce her parallel to Sakura. She's the anti-Sakura. She is not Sakura 2.0. But oh well, now I stop my ranting :) Thanks for reading if you read so far.

[theha1r]

🔥 - i'm evil ... so ... steve

( send the fire emoji for an unpopular opinion )

oooh boy oh-ho-ho, okay buckle in everyone - this is gonna be a long ride -

1 - gonna go ahead & get this one out of the way ... steve would in no universe, under any circumstance, in any way - shape - or form ... date fucking b.illy h.argrove. i really feel like i don't need to explain this one but yeah thanks, he would never. he wouldn't even CRUSH on him (eddie is his one & only (canon) bi awakening thank you!!!)

2 - steve is not an asshole. he can be bitchy, he was a douche in school & definitely not the greatest person - but he is not an actual mean person. like - maybe if he was in a bad mood or in a fight with someone, he could say something really mean - but it's not something he'd do normally. like he's not just some giant asshole who treats people like shit

3 - steve wouldn't accept anyone being an ass to nancy. he wouldn't accept robin shunning her bc of their past. he forgave nancy a long time ago & expects other people to as well. just because she hurt him, if he forgave her - they need to as well. after all it's HIM she hurt & it's not like it was done intentionally

4 - steve isn't stupid. he struggles with learning & school, yes. he's not the most booksmart, yes. but he's not fucking stupid. he's not some braindead idiot who can't tell right from left. he might not always spell things right, he might not know big words but acting like he's a five year old child who's never been on the planet earth before is a bit much. not to mention he canonically showed off his smarts SEVERAL times. everyone forgets if it wasn't for him, they never would've figured out the russians were working at/under the mall

5 - steve being in love with nancy still, or again, in s4 was lazy & stupid writing & never should've happened & makes no sense. he was canonically over here & trying to move on a season before. literally admitted while on TRUTH SERUM that he wasn't in love with her anymore. it literally shows no growth for him to just reduce him back to a shipping box & have him revolve around nancy again. especially when nancy herself has moved on & is in a happy relationship

6 - everyone claims steve is the d.uffer bros favorite, but he is NOT. he might be a fan favorite but the duffers don't give af about him. they wouldn't have done above if they did. they wouldn't continuously put him through hell & back if they did. he's literally a marketing ploy to them/st in general/netflix. they know everyone eats him up & uses those stupid 'steve harrington has to live' or whatever type marketing things to bring in the money

7 - calling steve a 'fan favorite' is even a bit of a stretch because genuinely most people only like him because he's hot. or bc joe is. & they crush on him & think he's attractive & the whole babysitter thing does it for them. or they also just think of him as 'haha goofy stupid funny hot guy who gets beat up all the time'. that's how most people outside of the actual steve stans see him, people don't give him depth - including the writers themselves

8 - FOR ST/CANON/80S VERSE SPECIFIC - i genuinely don't think steve would know what being bi was or that 'liking both' is an option or whatever without meeting robin. or another 'already have figured out they're queer' person. like i just simply don't think he'd just have that already known without some help. like - maybe he could know he liked guys for certain ships getting together pre-robin & all but i don't think he'd know the details of stuff already without a queer person in his life

9 - slight usfw but probably one of my most controversial, in the steve/steddie/st fandom at least, STEVE IS A SUB, & HE'S ALSO A BOTTOM. THAT'S ALL. THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

10 - this is going to be the most controversial thing i've ever said on this blog bc it's going to surprise & shock the fuck out of so many of you & no one's going to believe i'm actually saying it but .....................

steve should've died in s4 instead of eddie. NOW HEAR ME OUT - obviously there's no universe where i want steve to die & this is ONLY IF someone 'had' to die. but i think it should've been steve. steve is a character that's been around since s1, who was - in fact - supposed to die in s1. we know him, we love him, but we've got to watch a life for him play out on screen before us. maybe not the best life. but still. he was canonically in a good place by the end of s4, for the most part. like generally seemed happy & all. he gave that whole speech to nancy that literally screamed a 'i'm about to die' speech. it would've been sad as fuck, but i think it would've been a better narrative. to watch a character we've gotten to know & have at least four or more so years with die. & it still would've given dustin the whole 'losing older brother type figure' situation. we'd get to watch the characters grieve someone we actually knew, not someone we only knew for nine (eight? idk i'm tired i forget how many s4 eps rn) episodes & most of the characters barely knew -. it would've been a lot more impactful & shown that the duffers weren't afraid to take risks & actually kill off their mains & show us no one was safe. & then eddie could've stepped into steve's role & wouldn't have lived such a short time & would've shown that the duffers could break out of their 'we're gonna kill off this character you just me this season' trope ...

[sehodreams]

Hey guys, hope you're all okay with the current situation.

After a couple days, I'm finally more level-headed to talk about this without crying, so I wanted to make a little announcement.

I'll close this blog until new notice, I'm supporting the boycott, and yes, I still love the boys.

I know for some people the boycott seems useless since Seunghan already left, and I'll be fr with you all. Now, I don't know if I (emphasis on I) want him back. What happened was traumatizing in so many ways, I just want him to breathe and get better. I'd love it if he came back, but after everything that happened, I only hope he can be happy, regardless of what his decision is.

Still, I find the boycott extremely important because this has become a precedent I don't want to see again.

Over the years being an SM stan I've seen uncountable times how the company has done nothing to support their artists, and I don't want to support such a useless place anymore.

Being an older fan I'm thankful that my boys have careers stable enough to not depend entirely on the company, but even like that, my older boys (Suho, Chanyeol, Xiumin) have talked about how the company has mistreated them despite the time they have there, which makes me think that SM might be genius at finding talents, but they have no idea how to treat them.

What I'm talking about is not my imagination at all. In the past, cases like Henry, JYJ, F(x) and others have been handled like shit, and I simply don't want the rest of Riize to go through that. As I said, there are precedents, and Seunghan's case is merely one more on the list for them.

Yes, they're a big entertainment company, they'll never be affected by one member leaving since they can simply not care and they'll continue making a ton of money. They could easily find a replacement, or even worse, create another group and forget about all of them (No one will ever make me forget f(x) so don't pretend it hasn't happened). And we've seen that it doesn't matter what we think, they'll continue with their own thing if we're not loud enough (Yes, I understand the concept of obligations, but to have contractual obligations doesn't mean they can continue moving in silence). The boycott, in no way, it's the only way fans have tried to make their feelings clear. It's the last resort to be loud enough.

Honestly, I never expected things to get so out of control. I thought it would be like Chen's case. Maybe a little noise and then things would continue with presentations of Riize as 7 like nothing, as if this was just one of the things we'd remember as a fandom but finally move on from.

Of course, we've seen that this idea was extremely wrong.

I considered common sense like reason enough for Seunghan to come back, and that blinded me into not considering that: 1) Seunghan was still a rookie without stable years of trajectory with a fandom way younger and immature, and 2) Common sense is not an objective or strong enough fundament on which a conclusion could be developed from.

I might sound dumb or pretentious as fuck in that last sentence, but the translation of it is just: I didn't consider those crazy assholes would send a hundred funeral wreaths and bully Seunghan until he left (Only because he dated a girl before debut. Let's be honest, the cigarette was never the cause of this hate.)

This whole post might sound like an order to boycott, but I have no control over anyone's actions as much as no one can't control mine. We, in the end, are free to do whatever we want. I won't judge people who will continue consuming SM's content (let's not forget, Riize's content IS SM's content) as much as no one should judge me for deciding to support the boycott. We all have our own reasons, morals, and values, and that's something I appreciate a lot from the fact that we as people (I deeply hope we all) have the freedom to decide how to act for our own wishes. And, as much as I appreciate my freedom to do what I want, with this last resort I hope Riize gets a fraction of said freedom.

I based my decision to support this boycott on the fact that there are too many cases of SM having terrible management with their idols for years and that I don't want Riize to ever be wrongly treated by them again. First was Seunghan, bullied until he was kicked out/forced to leave, but let's not forget what happened when Anton's picture with his friend (holding hands) got leaked from her private account, and when the picture of Sohee and his friend (kissing his cheek) did too. Like this, we don't know with accuracy what other privacy could be violated tomorrow, who the affected one in the group will be, or the SK fans' reaction.

Will they be forgiven? Will they be forced to apologize? We don't know, and there's no way to conclude what the reaction will be.

I understand that all the boys are going through something delicate right now and that some people might not want to affect them more, I respect their choice to not support the boycott, but in my opinion, the situation already got out of control, and this damage might never be fixed, but the next one could be prevented.

I could continue with a whole post about SM mistakes and how useless they are, but I feel my disappointment should be directed to real action now.

I hope we all (the people who wish to support the boycott) do it better this time, and this means, no kind of interaction with Riize's new official content.

That should be the bare minimum for the case, but I'm not really someone who gets satisfied by the bare minimum.

I (again, emphasis on I) consider that there's no official content that doesn't go with this little standard. With this, I mean fanfiction, fanmade videos, and anything based on Riize's new content (even old one, but I'm a little tired of continuing this idea, you can think on your own). Therefore, I won't be writing for Riize to also support this boycott. (I know some might laugh saying You didn't even post that much anymore, well yeah that was a block but now it's a decision.)

I'm not sure when I will feel comfortable enough to write about Riize again, but I hope not much time goes by. In my case, I don't expect Seunghan back because I don't know what he's really thinking, and I deeply wish he did, but I don't want to force him to do anything he doesn't want after these traumatic events.

I could say he has to come back, but deciding to be more empathetic, I don't wish any kind of hate (and definitely not this kind of hate) over anyone, not writers, not fans, not idols, so I don't expect him to be on the public eye immediately after officially leaving the group, but I do not want to support a company that puts all their idols to this kind of risk, and I expect them to at least show they're doing something to prevent this on the future.

There's a concept I remember a lot, and it's that by doing nothing you're still risking a result. SM, being silent and non-acting, is putting all the boys at risk, and I only expect SM to prevent this invasion of privacy and damage from repeating and the situation from getting out of control again.

We, as fans, have no obligation to protect them, but SM is their employer, and as such, they have it. Yet, until now, these roles have been reversed.

I believe SM has the resources to do something, and until that happens, I hope we continue giving the message through the only way they'll listen: The boycott.

[justviwriting]

'A New Home'

Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire Characters: Catelyn Stark, Ned Stark Pairing: Ned/Cat Rating: T Words: 2.873 Summary: “Of course, sometimes her laughed; smiled at her; gave her a sweet compliment. But those moments were always short-lived. And because he always went back to his sombre demeanour, she was left to wonder whether any of it had been genuine at all. She knew he was genuine when they were alone in her bedroom, and it was also where she found the most comfort with him.” A short oneshot about Catelyn and Ned at the beginning of their marriage A/N: I’ve been thinking about Ned and Cat a lot lately, so I wrote this small, mostly fluffy oneshot. Hope you like it :)

[you can also read it on AO3]

Catelyn walked through the courtyard, trying to resist the urge to pull the coat closer around her neck, or to run back inside to grab another scarf. None of those northern folks appeared to care about the cold, so neither would she. One day, the cold might not bother her anymore. One day, she might not care what anyone thought. But today was not that day.

She always noticed their looks and could always hear their whispers. Of course she was never treated with anything but respect, yet courtesies did not matter to her. This was her home now; she was a part of this place. She needed to be a part of this place, fulfilling her duty as Lady of Winterfell. And for that, she needed their genuine respect.

To them, she was just some southern woman, serving as Lady Stark through a marriage many of them had been opposed to. Calling this place – that was so different from where she came from – her home was already difficult in itself. The weather aside, it was the people that were different; the clothes, the food, the traditions, even the music. Of course she was trying her best, and she would certainly not shy away from changing her ways to succeed. She had always done her duty. She had married a man upon her father’s request, and she had been able to give her husband a son and heir shortly after their wedding. She should be filled with pride and joy, yet she was not. Robb gave her joy – far beyond that – but she could hardly cling onto a toddler; a toddler that would become Lord of Winterfell one day.

And while her son brought her joy, there was also the other boy. As Jon Snow grew, so did his resemblance to Ned. Robb, on the other hand, resembled her with his red locks, yet none of the Stark traits visible. Occasionally, Ned mentioned how he could see himself in Robb’s face, and Catelyn always gave him a faint smile at that. She doubted his words were genuine. Perhaps he was trying to find himself within his legitimate son’s face, perhaps it was out of fondness for him, but she also knew that he said it because he was very well aware of what everyone else thought; she knew he said it so to calm her mind. And she might feel grateful for that but somehow, it filled her with anger instead. If he really wanted to ease her mind, he would send his bastard son away, yet he was determined not to, without granting Catelyn a single explanation. He never wanted to talk about the boy in general, and Catelyn refrained from asking questions, knowing very well he would not give her answers.

As Catelyn went through the courtyard, she also passed the construction site of a new, small building. The work had appeared out of nowhere, without her knowledge, and upon asking what it was, one of the workers had curtly told her that it had been commissioned by Lord Stark, but not more. As head of the household, Catelyn surely felt entitled to know what kind of new buildings would be raised on those grounds, but apparently no one believed that she had a right to know. She had gone to Ned then, but he, too, had not given her an answer and simply told her that it should not trouble her.

Her husband’s face was a difficult one to read. His expressions were as cold as the place he was lord over. His sentences were often short, his words firm, and his face blank. He certainly did not appear as a person one would like to confide in. He was also very hesitant with her – almost treating her as if she were made out of brittle glass. After she had arrived at Winterfell, he had mostly left her to herself. She had been the one who had sought him out then, asking him to join her bed, so they could fulfil their duty. Eventually, he had let her know that he had simply wanted to give her time to adjust, not wanting to pressure her into anything, and even admitted to feeling uncertain whether she would even have wanted to see him after learning about Jon Snow. His words had eased her mind then. She had feared that he did not want her – did not care for her at all; feared that he was too in love with that unknown woman, the one who had given him his bastard son. The latter might still be true. While he did not avoid her, he was still careful around her. He was very different from his brother in that aspect – or any aspect, really. Brandon had been quite open and bold, even brash, and had certainly never been hesitant around her. She had needed to constantly remind him to be careful that they were not seen together whenever he had kissed her; had to prevent him from going to far when he had put his hands on her body, in fear that he would have ruined her prior to their wedding. With Ned, she it sometimes felt as if she had to force him to put his hands on her. Not all the time, though.

The first time she had seen his expression open up had been during their wedding night. He had been gentle and careful, not making a single movement without asking her first. Catelyn had been fairly scared and had spent the day of the wedding wishing it had been his brother instead. However, in that moment, she had felt almost grateful that it had been him. When she had pulled down the blanket he had given her to cover up after her wedding dress had been torn apart, she had seen the desire on his face. And she had seen it several times since then.

Yet this was not the only time she wanted him to open up. Of course, sometimes her laughed; smiled at her; gave her a sweet compliment. But those moments were always short-lived. And because he always went back to his sombre demeanour, she was left to wonder whether any of it had been genuine at all. She knew he was genuine when they were alone in her bedroom, and it was also where she found the most comfort with him.

She had come to realise that her husband was a rather reserved person, and had therefore vowed to herself to be patient with him, and to try and help him in opening up to her. She obviously did not want to force him – neither could she – but she prayed that at some point, he would be less reserved with her. She would never call her husband an unpleasant man, and despite his bastard, she believed him to be fairly honourable. And when they were together, he could be caring and gentle, even kind.

Catelyn arrived in her chambers, preparing for dinner by changing into a different dress for the evening, one that was not stained by the mud. She sat at her dressing table as her maid, Lara, was doing her hair, talking about the unbearable weather. When Catelyn’s mother had died, she had received her mother’s previous maid – a woman, already advanced in age, who had eventually retired, resulting in a young Lara receiving the position just before Catelyn’s own marriage. Lara had not particularly enjoyed leaving the Riverlands either, but she was rather adventurous, so while she loved to complain about the weather, she had found her own joy in this strange place. And a charming and fun girl like her had found friends almost immediately, which had granted Catelyn the possibility to listen in on rumours flying around – not always in her favour, but at least she was not left in the dark.

As Lara rambled on, Catelyn suddenly interrupted her, asking, “Do you know what that new building is?”

She could see the smirk on Lara’s face through the reflection of the mirror. “I do, my lady,” she replied. “However, it is supposed to be a secret.”

“Am I not allowed to know a secret?” Catelyn asked, raising her brows.

“Well, it is a secret to be kept from you,” Lara told her. “On Lord Stark’s orders. He wants to surprise you, my lady.”

Catelyn turned around then. “What do you mean?”

Lara looked at her for a moment, silently, but still a smile on her lips. She was clearly thinking of what to tell her but Catelyn was almost certain that she was contemplating on whether she should tell her the truth. Eventually, Lara said, “I guess it cannot remain a secret for much longer either way, so I might as well tell you.” She made a dramatic pause before she added, “He is building a sept!”

“A sept?” Catelyn asked, staring at her confused.

Lara nodded, excited. “Yes, a sept – for us. Well, for you, of course, but also for us. Isn’t that wonderful?”

Catelyn was quite taken aback. Of course, a sept sounded wonderful – to have an actual place to pray in was something she had missed quite dearly. Yet she would have never dared to dream that this place allowed it. And somehow, she felt uneasy. She doubted everyone would rejoice in that decision as much as Lara did.

Before dinner, Catelyn went to Ned’s solar, wanting to talk about what Lara had just shared with her. She had not seen him all day, and as she entered, he was hovering over paperwork at his desk. He appeared fairly tired when he looked up at her.

“Am I disturbing you, my lord?” Catelyn asked.

Ned shook his head. “You are never disturbing me, my lady. Is it time for dinner yet?”

“Almost,” Catelyn replied. “But if you are too busy, I won’t take any offence if you had your dinner here.”

Ned gave her a small smile. “It’s fine, I will join you in a moment.” He looked back down on his desk, a rather strained expression on his face.

For a moment, Catelyn considered leaving him again. He clearly appeared stressed right now. However, she then remained inside the room, closing the door behind her. The noise made him look back up.

“Is something amiss?” Catelyn asked.

Ned looked at her for a moment, then sighed. “According to those letters, it appears that every harvest was awful, that the aftermath of the war still weighs heavy, and that therefore everyone wants a cut on their taxes, among other demands – at least that is what every single one of those letters seems to contain in one way or another…” He gestured at the letters lying in front of him.

“Do you believe their worries and demands to be genuine?” Catelyn asked then.

He sighed again. “The war is still weighing heavy on everyone but I do not doubt that they are exaggerating. They know I’m merely a younger brother,” he said then. “I fear they are hoping to use that to their own advantage.”

Catelyn bit her lip. She wanted to help him but she did not know whether her help was wanted. It was not her duty, after all. However, he was still her husband. Carefully, she asked, “Would you want to hear my advice?”

He clearly seemed surprised at her question but then nodded. “Yes, of course.”

Catelyn moved a bit closer to his desk. “I believe they are trying to examine you – scrutinize even. To see whether you are someone to rely on, someone to work with, or whether they should better think about themselves first. You would want them to respect you more than anything,” she added.

“I agree,” he told her. “Yet they are not wrong in wanting to test me. I am merely a younger brother. I fear I will make them all enemies of mine.”

Catelyn gave him a small smile. “There is no reason for you to play their games, my lord,” she told him. “Not everyone can be a friend, but if you are just and reasonable, you won’t create too many enemies either. Those men respect strength,” she added, remembering what her father had told her what felt like a million years ago. “Having doubts is not a flaw but a virtue, so you can always recognise your own faults. But do not let them know your doubts. Do what you deem to be right, based on your knowledge and experience, and I am certain you will earn their genuine respect and trust.”

He looked at her for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face. “Perhaps you should take over my duties, and I will take care of yours.”

Catelyn laughed slightly. “That would be quite the scandal, I believe.”

He chuckled at that and said, “Thank you for your advice, my lady. I very much appreciate it.”

Catelyn gave him another smile. Then she looked down, remembering why she had come by to begin with. Should she ask him about the sept now? Or should she, perhaps, simply act surprised once he would reveal it?

As she considered what to do, Ned stood up and said, “I suppose we should prepare for dinner now?”

He walked around his desk towards Catelyn. She bit her lip, then hesitatingly said, “There is a reason for why I wanted to talk to you … Someone mentioned that the new building is supposed to be a sept.”

He stared at her, surprised. “Who said that?” he asked. When Catelyn did not reply anything, he sighed. “It was supposed to be a surprise.”

Catelyn smiled at that. “It certainly is a surprise, my lord.”

 “Well, I guess it does not matter how you found out,” he said then, giving her a smile and looking at her for a moment before he asked, “Do you like it?”

She chuckled slightly. “I love it.” His face lightened up at that. She looked at him, wondering whether she should let him know her worries. She did not want him to regret it, as he appeared fairly excited, but she also wanted for him to open up to her more, and honesty was part of that. “Though I am slightly worried about what everyone else might think.”

“Does that matter?” he asked. “This is your home as well as theirs. You should feel comfortable here, not being forced to hide your faith.” She tried giving him another smile at that, though she did not succeed. She was glad that he felt that way but his opinion was hardly the only one that mattered. Apparently, he had noticed her uncertainty as he came closer now, prompting Catelyn to look back up at him. He smiled at her. “And Robb, and any future children, should have a place to pray as well.”

She stared at him, almost shocked at his words. “You would want for your heir to pray to the Seven?”

“Of course he should be raised in the faith of the Old Gods, but that does not mean he should be prevented from learning about your faith as well,” he told her. “He might be heir to Winterfell but he is still your son.” Catelyn was stunned by his words. Part of her felt relieved and happy, but it also troubled her. “Do not worry too much about what anyone else thinks. You are the Lady of Winterfell, and my wife. This place is your home, and I would also very much like for you to see it as such.” Carefully, he raised his hands, putting them on her arms. Catelyn smiled slightly at his reassuring touch. “I will do everything to make you feel comfortable and welcome here.”

She looked into his eyes. They were gentle again. “Thank you, my lord.” She raised her hand then, softly caressing his cheek with her fingers, then, slowly, she pulled him in for a kiss. He seemed surprised at first but then he put his arms around her, pulling her closer. Catelyn smiled slightly against his lips but then broke the kiss, leaning back into his arms, looking at him. His expression was open now – showing her the kindness and softness she so often longed to see. With his arms around her, all of her previous worries had suddenly vanished.

Her hand wandered into his hair then, gently brushing through it as she looked at him in silence, enjoying this moment of peacefulness. His hand was stroking along her back as he said, “I believe we should go to dinner now.”

She could tell by his eyes that he did not want to move, and neither did she. She did not want for this moment to vanish. She did not need dinner, she needed the comfort of his arms. She smiled at him then and said, “I’m certain they can wait for the Lord and Lady of Winterfell.” She continued brushing through his hair, then asked, “Is it possible to lock that door?”

He stared at her surprised for a second but then a smirk formed on his lips and without another word, her pulled her closer, kissing her again as Catelyn laughed.

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Dating Chris Keller Headcanon

*No one writes for this fandom... it’s been years, I get it but people will know about it. No regrets!

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- No one knows how you can like him, not even you

- He refers to himself in the third person and you kind of, find it cute

- Everyone thinks you're insane for even thinking about having a fling with him (*cough cough* Brooke and Haley)

- Nathan is concerned and takes you to a doctor

- Chris Keller is surprised when he overhears your confession

- He was bored and curious what your girl talk consists of (he was not disappointed)

- He's very happy with the fact that you, of all people, like him (or at least, find him attractive)

- He actually changes into someone everyone can call a friend

- Jamie likes the two of you together

- Clay and Quinn understand where Jamie and every are coming from so they ask you out to lunch... to catch up because if anyone else does it, there’s going to be a lot of judgment

“So, we hear you’re with Chris?” Quinn says slowly, not wanting to dry heave.  

You hum, taking a sip of water. “What?” 

“We heard you and Chris Keller are kind of together?” 

“Why are you two asking?” 

“I think you know why,” Clay intervenes. 

You roll your eyes, “I do and frankly I don’t see why it’s any of your guys' business.” 

“We’re just concerned-” 

“I get it, he wasn’t the best guy in the past, but he’s come around. I mean, he helped Dan and Julian bring Nathan home from that wack job. But, has anyone actually tried to make conversation with him? Or even thought that maybe I know what a jerk looks like and won’t date one.” 

Before either of them can open their mouths, you storm off. “Thanks for this deceiving lunch but I don’t want to talk to anyone else today.” 

“We’re in so much trouble,” Quinn rests her head on the table. 

“Yeah, we’re dead. I’ll let you talk to Haley first.”

“Clay!” 

“She’s your sister.”  

- No one was prepared for what would happen after that.

Chris raises a brow at the door slamming behind you. “Sounds like you had a good lunch.” 

You ignore him and throw yourself onto the couch in the studio.

He didn’t really know what to do and didn’t want to piss you off anymore but seeing you stretch out so sad, actually makes him feel bad. 

“Maybe we shouldn’t-” 

“Shouldn’t what?” 

“I mean, if everyone is so upset by the fact that you’re dating Chris Keller... maybe we should, stop this.” 

You gulp, “is that what you want?” 

He pauses, not expecting you to ask him. “... yes.” 

You nod, grabbing your bag as you hold back any tears that pool in your waterline. “Okay.” 

He stares at the door for a while after you left. 

Chase walks in and raises a brow at his weird behavior. “Everything okay?” 

He clears his throat, “yeah, yeah. Why wouldn’t it be?” 

“Well, I think I saw your girlfriend leave here in tears and you’re looking like a pathetic version of yourself.” 

“Chris Keller is offended.” 

“What happened?” 

“Yeah, what happened?” 

“Little CK, when did you get here?” Chris asks, hoping the kid can distract him. 

“Wondering if there’s fresh meat on the market.” 

Chris grabs the boy by his shirt and pulls him closer to him. “Nobody goes after Chris Keller’s girl.” 

Chuck nods, raising his hands, “okay, okay. I hear you.” 

The post break-up

- You and him, have been in a depressive state ever since then. 

- Which means, everyone feels bad, like really, really bad

- Julian went to you first

“I brought your favorites.” He smiles, raising a bag from Karen’ Cafe. “And coffee, extra sugar because you’re weird.” 

It was a running joke between the two of you and before, it’d make you laugh. 

His thinned lips tug to the side as he takes in your depressive state before taking a seat at the edge of your bed. “What are you feeling today?” 

You shrug. “Like I don’t want to do anything.” 

He nods, patting your back, leaving the bag and coffee on your nightstand. Everyone knows when you’re alone you’ll enjoy the treats but other than that, forget it. 

- He texts the group. 

JuliantheDirector 

“It’s still bad. She hasn’t moved since yesterday.” 9:32am Sent Read

B-Dazel 

“What are we going to do?” 9:39am Sent Read

B-Dazel 

“Haley says she feels bad.” 9:42am Sent Read

Shutterbug typing...

PilotChase 

“Chris isn’t doing any better.” 9:49am Sent Read

Nathan 

“You guys shouldn’t have talked about their relationship” 9:54am Sent Read

Mastermind 

“Since when were you a fan of them dating?” 9:58am Sent Read

Shutterbug 

“Jamie?” 9:59am Sent Read

Mastermind 

“Jamie? What are you doing with your dad’s phone?” 10:02am Sent Read

AgentClay 

“We shouldn’t have meddled in their relationship. Nathan tried to keep Quinn and I apart and look at us now.” 10:06am Sent Read

Shutterbug 

“I feel like a hypocrite.” 10:08am Sent Read

JuliantheDirector 

“Is this now operation save young love?” 10:11am Sent Read

B-Dazel 

“Were you up watching those romance movies again?” 10:16am Sent Read

JuliantheDirector 

“I’m not going to answer that.” 10:19am Sent Read

- Neither of you saw it coming. 

- The girls tricked you, obviously while the guys made a plan for Chris.

- They took you two back to the place where you two had a decent interaction, the Scott household

- Chase dragged Chris there and pretended that they were going to have a poker night. And the girls told you they were going to have a movie night. 

- But when the girls disappeared after telling you to grab the casserole out of the oven

- The boys told Chris to get drinks while they set up

- And this is when things got awkward

“Oh.” 

You glance up and find him standing there, looking as- you shake your head, not sure if you can think of him that way since you two... aren’t together. 

“I’m supposed to get drinks. The guys- they- uh- planned a poker night.” 

“The girls told me to get this out of the oven so we can have a movie night.” 

“It’s not poker night, is it?” 

“And it’s definitely not movie night.” You sigh. “They tricked us but, I don’t get why. I mean, we broke up because of... whatever reason you chose.” 

“It’s- Chris Keller doesn’t like talking about his feelings but it doesn’t feel weird when I talk to you.” He takes a step closer. “I, Chris Keller, typically known for being selfish, didn't want you to be sad because your friends didn’t like the fact that we’re dating.” 

“What?”

“You’ve known these people for almost all your life and their opinions matter. I just- I thought I’d save you from judgment before it started to take a toll on you.”  

When he’s within reach, you cup his cheek, staring up at him affectionately. “You’re an idiot.” 

His mouth opens and closes, trying to figure out whether to be offended or not. 

“Kiss her!” 

You two turn to see everyone standing at the window before ducking. 

“Chris Keller is doing this because he wants to. Not because the screaming people told him to.” 

You smile, leaning closer to him. “Can Chris Keller shut up and kiss me?” 

“Gladly.” 

“I’m so happy for you two,” Brooke says, hugging you. “And I didn’t dry heave while saying it.” 

“Progress,” you chuckle. 

- After that, no one tried to break anyone up after that

- Get togethers only grew more interesting because everyone saw a new side to the man whore, relationship wrecking musician