#like Magic and Animal could come back and also Bubble if it was given a moveset

[sweetandglovelyart]

They should start putting the enemy Snooter in Kirby games again. Look at him. Look how skrunkly he is. Would love to see him in 3D.

[ratsoh-writes]

Hey y’all! Say hello to flavortale!

These monsters are a relatively simple au! Like the dance and theatre monsters, after being trapped underground, they experienced an artistic revolution to cope. For this au, they discovered the joy of putting their art into food!

Now how did they do this when every other underground au struggled with food shortages? The answer is the barrier, or how the mages in the Great War made a very big mistake. They did in fact trap the monsters under the barrier, but they failed to put a limit on the barriers shape and size. After the entrapment, the monster kingdom quickly discovered this and just simply increased the barrier any time they needed space. They even broke the rocks above, claiming sections of land on the surface. No one could get in, or out, but no one could also stop the barriers movement from the outside even if they wanted to. The humans abandoned that area and left the monsters to themselves

With the ability to expand a certain amount every year, the royals biggest concern was making their people self sufficient as they could no longer rely on or even receive imports. Most expansions were made for farmland above whole underground, monsters made their homes. Over time they grew bored though with the same palate of food each day, and they began experimenting new ways to cook, leading to a culinary revolution!

Now here are the girls:

Taffy (flavortale sans):

Taffy is a freckled skeleton monster aged 60 with dual colored magic. She is mostly mint green with patches of peachy ecto scattered around her body. It’s best seen in her freckles, which show the different colors. She stands 5 feet tall. She has a pleasantly plump and curvy ecto.

Taffy is a motherly kind monster who seems to adopt anyone who enjoys her foods. She’s a both a scientist and artist dedicated to the art of creating new flavors and textures with sugar! Shes incredibly creative! She’s affectionate and enjoys the company of her loved ones, but can be a bit overbearing when it comes to wanting to baby them. It’s quite funny given how most of said friends are much larger than her, but she finds a way.

Taffy owns a prestigious candy shop in inner ebott with her sister and best friends. They’re a four monster team determined to amaze everyone’s minds with how delicious their sugary treats are! She’s also leased out some of her more popular recipies and treats to be mass produced and sold in mellowmarts around ebott.

Taffy despite not knowing how to conjure a weapon before the crash, did go back and learn in adult classes. Her magic weapon is a massive battle axe nearly double her height. She named it sugarcane

Taffy’s special ability is stretch. As long as the object is hand sized or smaller, no matter the material, if she concentrates she can stretch and mold that material to her desired shape

Things she loves: candy of course! But her favorites are chocolate truffles with a flavored cream on the inside, bubbly grape soda, very brutal gory horror movies, stuffed animal bunnies, dance pop, leg warmers, frilly aprons, little kids, stickers, fancy wrapping paper, fairy roses, light up shoes, novelty candies, the color black

Pudding (flavortale papyrus)

Pudding is a freckled skeleton monster aged 39. She has a peachy pink magic and stands at 6 feet tall even. Her ecto is curvy in all the right places making her look very soft and cuddly. She’s a beautiful monster.

Pudding is a total babe. A very spunky kind and goofy skeleton who loves a bit of soft teasing and jokes. She’s one of the only papyrus’s who enjoys puns. She looks up a lot to taffy and is determined to live up to her sisters reputation although she has no talent for cooking. She’s a flirt, but panics when they flirt back. She’s very easily flustered. All bark no bite

Pudding works at her sisters candy shop as a cashier, stocker and taste tester. She has zero talent for cooking but an amazing taste palate so she’s trusted to confirm if the new candies are any good. Pudding wants to become a professional food critic someday but needs to build up a reputation first in the culinary field.

Pudding, eager to follow her sister, also took adult classes to learn to form a magic weapon. Her weapon is a simple spear with a cute star shaped blade at the end. It has a crystalline look resembling many of the crystals in her collection

Puddings special ability is being able to melt. Literally. When flustered, her bones go soft making her squishy to the touch. She can do it on command too to fit into tight spaces, but the effect is very temporary making that dangerous

Things she loves: the color green, rock candies, cute crystal carvings, dance dance revolution and just dance games, cheesy pick up lines, orange sodas, cute headbands and bandanas, kpop and pop music, tulips, Mary Jane shoes.

And side characters!

Cookie: (flavortale alphys), cookie is an adorable orange lizfolk monster with dark brown magic and large eyes. She’s the best friend of taffy and co-owns the shop with her and her mate bonbon. They had gone to school together, invented many of their recipes together and even lived together for several years until she and bonbon got married. Now the besties are neighbors on the same street. Cookie is a shy but sweet monster with a love for chemistry and sugar. She is the big inventor along with taffy in their business

Bonbon: (flavortale undyne), the best friend of taffy and mate of cookie, bonbon is the third co owner of the candy shop. She’s a strong muscular river monster with tan scales and cute cream eyes and hair. The three things bonbon loves most in the world is her mate, chocolate and her friends of course. She has a head for numbers, handling the budget of the little candy shop, and doing her body building exercises in her free time. She’s a cheerful and bubbly monster.

Cheesecake: (flavortale Asgore). The youngest royal at only 300 years old, and a tad embarrassed by the nickname the press gave him when his adoration of cheesecake was discovered. Cheesecake is the newly appointed representative of the flavor monsters. His father, Mordac, had retired as soon as ebott was organized, and cheesecake was voted in over two other candidates. He handles food regulation issues mostly, as well as overviewing the methods of quality testing for ebott produce.

Meringue: (flavortale toriel), the aunt of cheesecake and appointed as the second representative long before mordac, her brother, retired. By seniority, meringue is now the first representative of the flavor monsters and works with sanitation standards of businesses. She’s a jolly playful royal and loves teasing her nephew.

[itsclydebitches]

We can agree that the tonal dissonance is the worst part yes because why did they come out of that good ass smoke confront yourself scene with Ruby making a hilarious meme face at us 😭 can they decide if they want serious or slapstick or at least make said slapstick feel more cruel/surreal, like go for a tone where the characters are suffering but the inherently ridiculous world is constantly fucking with them. I feel like that'd land better than 'hehe Weiss is going grrr and making anime bubbles! Ignore Ruby having a panic attack! This is irrelevant!'

Thanks for responding to the other thing as politely as you did and I hope it didn't come off as a personal attack. You do seem nice and you make a good point I just kind of feel bad for you slogging through this show you hate KSHSKSHS

Nah don't worry about it, anon. Idk how to really explain it, but for me a "bad" show isn't necessarily a "slog" show. I like waking up Saturday morning to watch RWBY, knowing I'll get to write a recap later, engage with other fans throughout the week, etc. It could feel overwhelming at times given the previous one day pace I had set, but not a slog (no matter how much it might sound that way in recaps because, as established, there's A Lot of problems to cover that obviously color my tone). But the moment this project actually becomes an uninspiring slog I'd just... drop it? I mean, no offense to anyone here who likes keeping up with these posts, but I'm not a Content Creator℠ in the sense of this being a job. Tumblr doesn't pay me lol. Whenever/if ever it's no longer enjoyable, it's no longer something I'll do. Simple as that.

Anyway, YEAH. Tone. I had the same sort of, "Wait, huh?" reaction to Ruby's exaggerated panic over losing the Cat (complete with more stylized, manga-esque animation cues) immediately after she's reminded that Salem is two steps away from destroying the whole world and they have no plan to stop her. It's truly jarring. You know what I was thinking about the other day though? How although it's obviously weird, frustrating, and sometimes dangerous, Ever After should also be beautiful. Creative. Inspiring. An astounding, impossible experience! We got a little bit of that with Ruby walking through the garden, but leaning into the girls' amazement could be a good way of lightening the otherwise dark Volume. I mean, they haven't just landed in a fairy tale, but a beloved childhood classic complete with favorite characters, gorgeous scenery, unlimited magic where before they've only seen bits in combat... Do you have any idea how fucking STOKED I would be if I suddenly found myself in Narnia? The Shire? Hogwarts? Or yeah, Wonderland? Even if I knew that there was danger here and even if I had something traumatically important to get back to in the real world, there would still be a part of myself simply giddy at the prospect of exploring my favorite story. If Blake spent more time gushing over meeting her favorite characters, if Weiss stood in awe at the architecture, if Yang was Ooo-ing over the cool creatures here, if Ruby took a breather to look at sentient toys and go, "That's awesome" we could add a lot of lightheartedness without interrupting the primary tone. Right now, the girls' attitude is primarily "Wow, this world is the worst" rather than "Wow, this world is a wonderland." And true, that is (mostly) accurate to Alice's experiences, but it's not helping me enjoy the setting when the girls so clearly hate being there.

[sanchoyo]

okay, ONE more tmm post. MEW AQUA. It's WEIRD. (moreso in the 2000s anime than tmmn. hear me out and go on a lore trip with me. I have Screenshots and Thoughts.)

The mew aqua rod:

weird that it was found on a dig, a relic from the ancient aliens. who also were stated to have MADE mew aqua (or, at least, that's the THEORY ryou & keiichiro have. considering we never hear an alternative, I'm assuming we should take this as Fact)

Later of course we find out the 'big mew aqua/true mew aqua' is within deep blue/masaya's body, not a Giant Crystal. But it begs the question: what were the alien's doing with it so long ago? The answer given by canon is this:

NO, ICHIGO, WE SHOULD TALK ABOUT IT. Because Despite it outright being stated... if the mew aqua rod if ANCIENT, as old as when the aliens were on earth? (either 300 million~600 million years?) they would've had NO WAY TO PREDICT HUMANS POLLUTING EARTH, LET ALONE EXISTING! And I say mew aqua has to be as old as the mew aqua rod because the rod's main (and ONLY) function we see is to channel and use mew aqua. (well. okay, it glows, too, and makes mew aqua into bubbles. this thing would be great at parties)

At the time of the aliens leaving Earth, it was a MESS, mass extinctions due to natural disasters... mew aqua could have been a way to try and fix those, but it was so extreme that it couldn't, I guess? Or maybe it needed time to sort of...ferment to grow stronger? (genuinely cannot think of a better way to put this but I think yall get the idea) I think this idea is backed up by how LONG it took Deep Blue to form after the aliens left their world. if he could have fixed stuff, why not make him a vessel sooner? why wait until modern day when the earth is already messed up? why spend SO long in space/on another planet if you got a Guy Who Can Fix That Pretty Easily? did it need time to Cook? like, he supposedly is either the source of it somehow, or created BY it and gets his powers from it (he...does seem surprised the mew aqua is within him, too, by the way. which is Strange and will always be weird to me)

WHY DIDN'T HE?

WHY DIDN'T YOU ALREADY KNOW THAT??

he then proceeds to open a portal to a planet that is likely lightyears away with mew aqua (fun new ability for mew aqua from tmmn) and say he is going to use his power (which comes from mew aqua) to REARRANGE THE CONTINENTS. we also know mew aqua was strong enough to 1. bring people back from the dead 2. accelerate plant growth 3. turn Retatsu into a MERMAID 4. defeat basically any chimera anima in an instant 5. transform ringo into a mew mew with no previous dna injection/pendant 6. showed Retatsu a glimpse of the ancient world, and probably several other things I'm forgetting??

mew aqua is incredibly OP. like. if the ancient aliens did make it, and have the mew aqua rod to use it, I do NOT think they were using it ~just in case a species evolves here on this planet and pollutes it!~ I think that is 100% Retatsu feeling guilty in the moment for human pollution (same, girl, I get it) I think it's more likely they were trying to fix the disasters already happening. (and it needed more time to get strong enough to actually do that I guess? Clearly it didn't work back then to fix the disasters, or worked verrrry slowly. a few thousand to a few million years slowly) I appreciate ryou and keiichiro also using terms like 'this is our hypothesis/theory!' because they DON'T know for sure.

it also begs the question of how there's a BUNCH of FRAGMENTS OF IT if masaya's body currently holds the majority/big piece right before the finale when he uses it (if we're imagining it was once one BIG thing/collective power source) and how they got scattered into SO many pieces before that?? what...HAPPENED, way back in ancient times? 👀

also, I've said it before, but it could imply an ancient alien magical girl. I mean, someone's gotta swing the mew aqua rod around 👀 (or it could've just been a tool back then, and adapted to Ichigo's powers by turning bright pink and sparkly, but that is a considerably more boring answer)

These things will Keep Me Up At Night

[moeruhoshi]

A cute story while I'm sad

Lucy pursed her lips, staring at the brew bubbling away in her cauldron.

"Ugh...I knew synthetic dragon's blood wouldn't work." She groaned, turning away from her concoction. It was a love spell for a friend, though Lucy didn't like making them.

But Juvia was persistent, even bringing in a recipe she borrowed from a sea witch she knew.

Lucy didn't like using other people's work, but she didn't have anything like this in her repertoire.

It focused more on bringing out someone's true thoughts and desires for another. Gray was the perfect candidate.

Lucy rolled her eyes, but couldn't say no. Juvia deserved to hear what he really felt, though Gray also deserved to be kept in his right mind. And the only way to tweak the spell properly would be with dragons blood.

The only problem was, was that the blood was so unbelievably rare. Of course it was, who would ever be lucky enough to get their hands on it? You'd only ever see a dragon if you were stupid, everyone avoided them like the plague. It was a death sentence to even think about getting anywhere near where they lived.

Synthetic dragon's blood was popular, strong enough to replace the real thing if need be. Obviously not in her case.

Lucy chewed on her lip, there was no way she was going to die for a stupid love spell.

It felt cruel to leave Juvia’s situation unhandled, especially when everyone knew he was crazy about her.

And, technically, she knew where a dragon lived.

It was pure coincidence that she came across their home, something that she found while out on a hike looking for elderberries.

There was a poorly constructed sign poking out of the ground, old wood carved into with a shaky hand.

'Dragon territory. Turn back now.'

Lucy didn't think twice, hopping on her broom and getting the heck out of dodge. She wanted to die a normal death, thank you very much.

Lucy mulled it over, wondering if she went in with the right protection, maybe there would be no harm in asking. Or, maybe she'd get lucky and find some blood lying around from a scratch they'd accidentally given themselves.

A magic protection spell...and maybe an anti-squishing spell? So they couldn't stomp her to death. Or chew on her body...or drop her from a thousand feet in the air.

"Juvia really owes me now..." Lucy grumbled, securing the bag on her hip, making sure her wand wouldn't fall out. She walked outside, bracing the sunlight as she whistled for her broom.

She heard it cut through the wind, stopping abruptly below her waist, Lucy turning to seat herself sideways.

"We're booking it if anything goes wrong, don't forget that."

The closer she got, the more she wondered if she should turn around. No one knew what kind of magic a dragon used until they met them, not to say there were many survivors.

While dragons who used magic relating to earthly elements were more well known, there were scarier powers within their grasp.

Blood, darkness, space, crystals...things that not even a powerful witch like herself would know how to properly defend against.

"Juvia really freakin' owes me now."

It wasn't long before she was hovering over the ground, finding the same sign poking out from a bush.

She took in a deep breath before proceeding forward, tightening her grip on the handles.

The woods ahead were incredibly quiet, a distinct lack of birds chirping or animals rustling as they ran by.

There was a distinct smell of hot air and burnt wood coming downwind, Lucy feeling her stomach turn over.

"Just great...a fire dragon..."

They were some of the wildest, most erratic beasts around. Probably the worst out of all the elements she could've come across. Couldn't it have been a nice water dragon? Drowning sounded better than getting burnt to a crisp.

Even chaos dragons kept their distance from fire elements. They just weren't worth the trouble.

Lucy reminded herself that she could go home, there was still ample time to escape with her body intact. But that small glimmer of hope for a successful outcome kept her motivated. She was a good friend, how lovely.

She floated slowly toward the smell, figuring the stronger it was, the closer she was.

[darling-i-read-it]

Comfy

Karl Heisenberg x reader

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: injury, cussing

Author’s Note: I hope you like this babes! Karl my beloved omg, slight re8 spoilers

Requested: by anon, Ooooo requests? Maybe? Idk it says open so I shall ✨request✨. M’kay, so I’m thinking that Karl has a gf that likes soft things (blankets, sweaters, pillows, pjs, that kind of stuff) and small enclosed spaces, so Karl makes a small-ish room for her to put all of her stuff in and cuddle up to for when she’s cold/wants to relax. Like she has a switch and a tv and wifi- it’s like a soft man cave but for her and Karl. Anyway, Ethan is looking for baby and comes across her room and tries to hide in it, not knowing she’s IN there and asleep. He gets in there, notices the blankets and pillows and accidentally steps on her ankle, which HURT and makes her scream. Karl hears said scream and comes barrelling over in protective bf mode to beat Ethan up. It’s up to you whether gf goes “oi don’t be mean he’s looking for his baby” or not

Summary: the request

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif)

“I just think that it couldn’t be that hard for you to make a small place, hidden away.” Your voice didn’t carry far in the small room but it didn’t have to. You had a blanket over you as you sat up at the edge of the bed. Karl was walking back and forth around the room as he grabbed things to start his day. “You’re very good with your hands,” you said pleasantly. He pointed at you.

“You’re right about that.”

“Come on Karl. Just a small place. You can use it too if you want to run away for a minute.” He stopped in front of you, the first time he had stopped in a couple of minutes. You looked up at him and he looked down at you, caressing your cheek. He took a deep breath.

“I will see what I can do.” You grabbed his hand and slid it to your lips, kissing his palm.

“You’re the best.”

“I know.” He paused. “Say it again.”

“You’re the best Karl.” He leaned down and gave you a kiss before backing away to the door.

“You better believe it.”

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You didn’t bring up your small place for a couple of days, just in case he really didn’t want to do it. You just figured that you could have a small room in the factory that no one but the two of you knew existed so you could finally have some privacy. You could fill it with soft things, blankets, pillows, all of that. And entertainment as well of course.

But he didn’t bring it up and you didn’t want to push it. He had a lot to do during his days and you didn’t want to add more stress.

You were sitting behind him, arms around his waist as he massaged your hands gingerly. You had your cheek pressed flat against his back as you both breathed, telling each other about your days.

“I made it.”

“Huh?”

“I made the room.” You backed up, pulling away from him. He had to turn because he wanted to know what your expression was. He was very pleased to find an overjoyed look.

“You aren’t messing with me are you?”

“No. Maybe. No, I’m not. I finished it earlier today, do you want to see it?” He had a goofy look on his face, like you wouldn’t want to see it.

“I would love to see it!”

He grabbed your arm and dragged you out of bed. You were allowed to walk around the factory but it still left you dizzy after walking around too long. Karl had given you a map and you had been around enough to know where you were going but there was still so much going on.

Fortunately Karl didn’t walk far as he led you down a hallway with a dead end.

“Not too far from the room so you won’t get lost,” he said condescendingly. You shoved him but he just smiled his little sarcastic smile at you. He kicked at the wall and a door opened just a little bit. You watched as he moved the very small door open to reveal a small cubby hole of a room. It was tall enough to fit the both of you which was preferred so you could both get in and out. There were blankets inside, along with things to entertain yourself.

You clapped your hands and fell onto the comfy ground, landing on a stuffed animal, pillow and blanket. You grabbed his hand.

“Come here, lay with me.”

“Maybe later kitten, I gotta get back to work,” he told you, leaning against the door frame.

“Well at least shut the door. We don’t want our little secret getting out or else Mother Miranda will find us here as well.” He rolled his eyes and stepped inside, careful not to smush anything with his work boots. You grinned as the door shut behind him. “Five minutes,” you whispered.

He let out an annoyed sigh despite not being annoyed in the slightest.

“Five minutes.”

You pulled him down to lay with you and started to explore the small place that he had built for you.

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All Ethan Winters knew at this point was running away from danger. He was always exhausted when the adrenaline wore out and he was sick and tired of having to find hiding spots.

That being said, he was currently looking for a hiding spot to guard him away from the horrors of this factory.

Breath heaving, he stopped running as he came to a hallway with a dead end. He turned around, hearing the horrific sounds of something or someone gaining on him. He put his back against the wall and then fell through it, surprised to land on a pleasant cloud of pillows and blankets. Realizing that this was a room he quickly shut the door with his foot so that no one would be able to find him in here.

He held his gun in his hand and put his back against the wall, looking around feverishly. The rooms were tall but the width was very very small, just enough space for maybe two people if they were really close to each other. Blankets covered the ground, making lumps and lumps of comfort.

Ethans eyes narrowed in confusion. Had he made it outside of the factory? This definitely didn’t look like Heisenbergs doing.

You opened your eyes slowly at someone landing on your feet. Naturally you figured it was Karl so you didn’t even raise your head much as you waited for him to search the blankets to find you. As you woke up from your sleep you heard the unfamiliar breathing of someone you did not recognize.

Your eyes snapped open and your heart started to beat quickly. You stayed still but the person stood up, standing very harshly on your ankle which must have twisted it or something but it hurt like a motherfucker. You yelped and sat up, eyes narrowing in on Ethan Winters, who you recognized from some pictures. He held the gun up to you but didn’t shoot, thank God.

“Hey hey hey!” you yelled, hands up. “I’m unarmed.” He looked terribly confused and didn’t lower his gun at all. You yanked your leg back to you and moved the blankets aside to see that your ankle was twisted in some kind of way. You couldn’t even tell what he had done but his boots were heavy and so was his step.

“Who are you?” he asked, breath not slowing down to an even pace.

“Y/N. You’re Ethan yeah? You stepped on my ankle!” He lowered his gun to your ankle to look and agreed, it did not look good.

“Listen I’m sorry I’m just trying to get out of-”

The door swung open causing you both to jump in surprise.

Karl stood there, big hammer in his hand as he looked between you and Ethan. He quickly surveyed the situation and noticed you holding your ankle. One look and he could tell, Ethan had done something to it.

Ethan raised his gun to Karl, annoyed he hadn’t been able to catch a break.

Karl felt his anger bubble in his chest at the sight of you hurt. He moved forward, grabbing Ethan by the shirt and lifting him in the air.

“You think you can just come into my factory and hurt Y/N of all people?” he sneered, voice deadly. Ethan had always heard a kind of sarcastic tinge to his voice but right now he was deadly serious. It sent a chill down his spine.

You stood up, using the wall to anchor you and gingerly holding your foot up above the ground to not put pressure onto it. You put a hand on Karls arm.

“He didn’t mean to. I’m sure you have plenty of other things to crucify him for but take it out of my room.” Karl didn’t even look over at you. You and Ethan met eyes and he weighed his options on trying to get sympathy out of you. He decided he probably could’t, not with Heisenberg right there.

“I’ll be right back,” Karl muttered. He took Ethan by the shirt and threw him out the door, following close behind. You looked down at the boot prints on your blankets and sighed.

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Karl wasn’t gone more than 20 minutes and he came rushing back to you. He hated feeling so vulnerable, knowing people had the ability to hurt him so easily through you. He opened the door to your little room and started to panic when he saw you weren’t there.

He turned around, walking swiftly, trying not to act like he was panicked, back to yours and his room. You sat on the bed, some of the blankets from the tiny room on the ground. You had a first aid kit on the bed beside you as you attempted to bandage yourself up. It looked like you were failing.

“Where the hell did you go?” he asked and he meant for it to sound angry but it came out sounding more worried. You gestured to the blanket pile.

“Needed to clean the blankets. And also wrap this ankle up. Where’s Ethan?”

“Taken care of.” He kneeled in front of you and grabbed the wrap from you. He fumbled with the first aid kit. “How do you feel? Broken? Should I cut it off?” You scoffed.

“Maybe you should. It hurts like a motherfucker.”

“Well let’s get it wrapped and see how it does.” You nodded and let his fingers work their magic. When he was done you grabbed his hands.

“Thank you Karl.”

“I’m sorry he found you. I thought I hid it well enough.”

“It was an accident, don’t worry about it.” He nodded and you kissed his forehead with a smile. “Now go wash those blankets. Those are your boot prints, mister.” He wrapped his arms around your waist and laid down on the bed beside you.

“No, but thank you for asking.”

“Pff if you weren’t comfy I would kick you out right this very second.”

[quirkle2]

im here to bite other ppls asks and drag them into the woods. also u should talk about lockes relationship with magic and how he knows warriors has his own + messes with it to fuck w him cos its funny ( <- me enabling u to infodump abt ur legend and warriors ideas to tumblr )

my cherished . did u know that i'd live and die and kill for you.

how he magic works :)! locke's magic is a Lot like legend's magic was in my weathered and wavering fic ? sorta sentient in a way. it's a reflection of its host (locke) and exists solely to keep him healthy and alive. even though it's basically a reflection of locke's ideals and personality, i think the interesting thing abt this is that his magic can Disagree w him

usually it's not a huge deal—like i've said after all, magic is always a reflection of their host. disagreements usually crop up when the host is doing something that damages themselves (pushing themselves too hard in a fight, using a spell that will drain them too much) or doing something that the magic thinks will get them killed

magic sorta teams w up that barrier in ur head that keeps u from taking the leap of faith over that ravine in the forest; that moment of hesitance where your legs freeze and you doubt the probabilities that you'll come out of this alive—that's the magic in ur system, pulling you back, begging u to take the longer, safer path. it teams up w fear as well; plants your feet to the ground when ur about to walk into something dangerous, urges u to turn around and tells u that it's not safe here. it's not doing it to burst ur bubble or anything, it's just doing it to keep u alive

BUT THAT'Snot rly the important part. the point is locke has magic that's almost like another Being in his system. everybody's magic is like this. it has intelligence and emotions, just,,, to a lesser degree than humans ? not sure how to describe it. it's somewhere between a human and an animal's intelligence. not quite as equiped as a human, but definitely smarter than ur average animal

locke can talk to his magic !!! they're buddies . the disagreement thing can also extend to instances where ur like,,, unsure of what to do ? or how to feel abt something ? magic is sorta the "physical" representation of that. locke thinks one way, his magic thinks another, and then they sorta argue it out and try to make sense of the mixed feelings. they're a lotta cool stuff u can connect that to :)

another general rule to this lil universe is that if locke enchants an object too much or too fast, the magic will sorta congregate and,, let the item gain sentience. that's why it's VERY important to never just enchant shit willy-nilly. locke is very careful not to reach that limit

(makes ya think . does that mean every living being is just a Thing that was given so much magic by mother nature that it gained a human-level mind and intelligence ..,, hm. won't sleep tonight)

the only thing he wasn't so careful with is his staff, since that was pretty much the first weapon he enchanted a Lot and he was young and unaware of the dangers. nowadays, his staff Does have some semblance of a mind !!!! it's very subtle, tho

the moments of awareness from his staff are few and far between, and honestly, it mostly helps locke out instead of hinders him. the staff is aware of its surroundings only sometimes, and it'll occasionally shove locke out of the way of an attack he doesn't see or nudge him to alert him of ambushing enemies he doesn't notice. it'll also very rarely stab monsters For locke if he's in a bind. occasionally it will swivel around to listen to the chain when locke's name or the staff itself is brought up, like it's perking up and paying attention (it freaks the chain out . VGEAIUV)

locke mostly just enjoys seeing its small moments of awareness, and he can tell the staff is fond of him. he's not dumb enough to enchant it more, cuz that could definitely cause problems, but he figures this is fine <3

another small thing: locke can read other people's magic and it can tell him a lot about them. he knows everybody's dark world forms (yes, he is immediately aware of the wolfie and twi deal). he can sense lingering magic on people based on what sorta spells and items they use (he doesn't even rly need magic to know the deal w four bc of his game, but his magic aids him further in knowing that there r actually four people in that little body . wow). again, he doesn't need magic to know this since he's already aware of what the fierce deity is and looks like, but it gives him proof that time's face markings are from the fierce deity mask itself and the deity's aura still lingers there a little

AND YEAH . YES. wars doesn't have a whole lot of magic and can't rly do any fancy spells beyond use a fire rod, but locke can definitely sense his. when they're sitting together locke likes to swirl his own around him and watch wars shift around and adjust himself trying to figure out what the fuck is wrong w his body rn GVYIEAGVIA he can sense locke's magic there, but wars isn't educated in the matter and doesn't Know that's magic, he just knows there's a Presence here and it's Fucking with him

cue wars seeing his grin and him going "are u fuckin w me?" locke giggles sm . dw wars thinks it's funny too

[priscilla9993]

Hi! If ur still doing these then 10, 16, 18 and 20 for Alice Jones :D?

Oooh, yeah! Thanks for the ask. To anyone wondering, I'll be doing these for as long as I'm asked. 😉

10. Fears/phobias

Alice definitely fears being alone. And I don't mean being in her own company because she can definitely be independent and quite at peace with herself. But she fears never being able to be a part of the world, to be forgotten, to never have any human connection, to always be on the inside looking out. She's scared of being confined or trapped in any way, so I think she'd have a form of claustrophobia.

I think she also fears being unwanted or abandoned. Too many people in life have shunned her for her idiosyncrasies and bouncy energy, including her own mother at birth after Alice no longer served a purpose, if you can even call Gothel that. Her papa endlessly loved her and stayed by her side until he was poisoned, but Alice harshly found that reality was not like that. I believe she found family and friendship in Wonderland, but she lost them all just as quick. Very few people tried to understand her; most either ignoring her or took a liking to call her names, a thing I can assume as we could see in Tilly's self deprecating tone when she was about to leave Hyperion Heights and Margot caught her talking to the Troll statue. I think currently, she mainly fears the loss of her loved ones in general, always worrying about their health, especially since the multiple scares she had with Papa Killian while the Poisoned Heart Curse was still intact.

16. Dark secrets/’skeletons in the closet’

Dark secrets? Well, Alice isn't as happy go lucky as she makes herself out to be. Sure, she's naturally bubbly, but sometimes, it's a front for the overwhelming sadness she can't get rid of some days, when she feels like nothing can go right and she's not worthy of all the kindness people give her. What comes out in bursts on her bad days and doesn't last long is her anger whenever she's grumpy or lashes out, mostly to her stuff animals or to herself of things she couldn't change from the past, time lost, things she had to experience later in life or never had. I think she'll rarely talk about all the trauma from the experiences she went through either in the Jabberwock attack or in other realms. I headcanon that Alice has been to Neverland, met Pan, and managed to get out with luck and loopholes in his logic, but she won't tell her papa that.

18. Things they’ll never admit

Alice usually says what's on her mind but I doubt she'll ever admit how much she wants to happy cry over all the small things in life like being cared for, valued for her thoughts, or sharing a warm meal with her papa, Robin, or Zelena, no matter how much she knows she shouldn't have to worry that it's not the new normal. She spent most of her life as Alice and Tilly having to watch her own back and never knowing who to trust, despite her nature wanting to rely on others.. Alice will never admit when she's lying because her mischievous side likes watching other people's reactions, making her feel like she has the upper hand in conversations.

20. What-ifs/Alternate Timelines

I assume in another life, she would have been the main Guardian. If Rumple had given had let her do the dagger transfer process, she'd be the same Alice Jones, protected by her guardianship, able to vanquish the darkness once and for all, but end up being blessed/cursed with immortality and even stronger magical powers. It would be an invisible tower as she'd watch everyone she loves disappear with time and be unable to run from her predicament. In a what if scenario, related to the dark books Wish Rumple was ready to trap them in, Alice could have become the Dark One, unprotected by Guardianship, choosing the darkness to get back to her papa. Haha, gonna add my AU fanfic into this answer, but I seriously see so many characteristics in her being strong in the face of adversity, so I think she'd make a great Cinderella *wink wonk*.

Ahhh, honestly, I think the cruelest twist of fate in my headcanons is if Alice wasn't ever given reunited with her papa or met Robin in any form, I imagine her surrendering to anger, becoming unforgiving and losing hope. Gothel eventually finds her to check on her Guardianship, breaking her free at the right time, and taking advantage of her vulnerabilities as her "mother", coming back to her when "she could". All the lies Gothel would tell and Alice would cling to, fearing being abandoned again and hoping to make the wise woman proud, no matter what the consequences were.

[impossiblegirlposts]

Since C3 is taking a bit of a break I want to share some of my ongoing theories for some of the characters and reoccurring NPC's

F.C.G: What if they were stuck in one of those blue stasis bubbles in Aeor? There could be a connection to the Cognoza ward and when the Mighty Nein defeated the Somnovem there was a ripple effect into the ruins of Aeor and maybe one or multiple of those bubbles broke. F.C.G could have been trapped in one of these bubbles and his party could have been stuck on the outside. If F.C.G had a residual dream of the Eyes of Nine and then woke up from the stasis and saw their associates dead they could have mistaken the eye(s) as a monster that killed their party. As well the memory issues that he has could be because of a safety protocol to avoid secrets and information being shared.

Laudna: My crack theory for Laudna is that she is secret child of the Briarwoods. In the way of their baby disappeared to another family and there was some necromancy /blood magic in her (Laudna) so that she can talk to her child from beyond the grave or that Delilah sacrificed her to further her powers and Laudna was brought back by something outside of Delilah’s powers or Delilah is forced to be apart of Laudna now because of the blood connection/necromancy. I also have a list of beings/people who may possess Pate at some point in the campaign. I think it will be one (or more) of these four. Vax'ildan, Delilah, Orthax and/or the Raven Queen.

Orym: I love Orym a lot and as of right now I do not have a ton of theories for him but here are the few I have. My crack theory for him is that Apollo is his father for the sole reason that he referred to the sun as his father. I also think he could worship the Dawnfather as well as saying that the sun reminds him of Will's dad Derrig. Lastly I want to know wtf is up with Orym referring to (dead) family members as celestial bodies.

Fearne: I get a lot of Tangled vibes from Fearne's grandmother and do not believe that she is as nice as Fearne makes her out to be. I also think that Fearne is related in some way to Artagan. In campaign 1 Artagan was disguised as a satyr named Garmilie, he also stated that the hag living in the fey wild, named Wodenna is an ex so I believe that Fearne's grandmother is in fact Wodenna and Fearne is the child of Wodenna and Artagan. I also think separately but still related that Fearne's grandmother may be stealing/kidnapping children who have animal qualities (Fearne and Morrigan) and sending them through the Fey Wild gate.

Imogen: Is Imogen a seer of death? Her dream which included Bertrand happened the night he died but she also saw the Lumas twins in a separate dream a number of weeks after they died so it would not be a far stretch to say that she can see death in some way. I am curious to see if her obsession and proximity to the stone will come back to haunt her later, either in the way of physical changes like the shade creepers or mental changes (like withdrawal symptoms from not having the stone).

Ashton: I think Ashton is consecuted in some way. With the dunamantic magic being given to them later in life there is a bit of a further connection to Xhorhas and dumamancy but when he said that he was not always rock that reminded me of the dreams that consecuted individuals get when they have had another life connected to the beacon. There is another theory that I have where they went through a physical change and ended up at the Greymoore estate when they were older. This physical change could have scared their parents so much that they sent him away. Especially when thinking they could have at one point been a drow.

Chetney: Along the same lines as Orym, I do not have tons of theories for Chetney but I do want to know if he is okay. He has gone below the threshold of being able to control his werewolf powers a couple times now and after those times he has gone and hurt someone. First Orym in the museum and then the shop owner in Jrusar. Is there going to be an intervention from the group at some point if they find out Chetney hurt and threatened the shop owner?Also is there going to be a point where he becomes less and less able to control his werewolfness and the group will have to seek out the gorgynei to try and help Chetney and or seriously consider Dayal’s offer (who I am still on the fence about, I do want to believe that Dayal is a good person but also his ulterior motives may be hidden).

Lord Eshteross: No one is that paranoid without having a good reason, there is more to his story than what he is telling the group. Also I think that at some point he will betray the group. It could be a small betrayal such as sharing secret information or as big as giving them up to a bad group of people (possibly one trying to kill him seeing as he says that a lot of people want him dead).

Jianna Hexum: I have so many questions! Why is she buying/selling/shipping dumamantic magic? Does she know what it is? Has she kept any for herself? Is she in league with the remaining assembly members? Is she trying to get the evidence of the distilling of the beacon out of the continent before the assembly is fully disbanded? Or are there more beacons that have been found and someone is using previous notes from an assembly member/Yeza to create the same stuff and sell it (kind of like recreating the super soldier serum)? There is also part of me that thinks she may be connected/knows more about F.C.G's story than she lets on. considering how fascinated she is with automatons, especially him.

Thanks for reaching the end of the post! I have many more theories but these are my favourite so far. Bidet!

[shinygoku]

You know what’s lame and boring? Pitching an Ending of a series to be what I call an Ash Coma Theory. By which, I mean any variation of “Sike! The magical and whimsical adventures of a plucky lil guy is actually because he has BRAIN DAMAGE and nothing is real! Aren’t I clever for figuring that one out?”

This phenomenon, given the TV Tropes listing of Delusion Conclusion, has a tendency to affect Children’s Media more than those with Adults in mind, which I would guess is because 1) Children’s Media tends to be more Fantastic and Strange & 2) More insidiously, people like to punch down on ‘easy targets’, like older kids in their first Edgy Phase marching up to their juniors to tell them how stupid their interests are. People may not be making Ash Coma Theories specifically to burst bubbles, but the more smug and “only way this makes sense” they are about it, the clearer it becomes that they want to lord it over The Masses.

So, an Ash Coma Theory (which from here on I will refer to as ACT), is obviously derived from a rather famous example centred on the protagonist of the Pokémon anime. It’s set right after the part of episode where Pikachu sets off the electrical blast that obliterates everything in the radius — so you can at least see what causes the ‘coma’ pretty easily! The meat of the theory is talking about how Ash’s brain damage and treatments create the bizarre anime world where he never grows up, never wins the tournaments and is always pursued by a weird pair of criminals and their talking cat. Honestly though, as far as ACTs go, there’s a lot more thought put into this one, offering narrative foils and Ash projecting his absent father feelings onto Giovanni, and that he can never become Champion because that would cause the dream to end, etc. I guess my main issue with this famous Creepypasta is that the premise doesn’t fit with the lighthearted, goofy and already wish fulfilment setting that is Pokémon (and the anime in particular is on the lighter, fluffier end of the franchise!) — and this isn’t even a story that explains the Pokémon themselves away, as Pikachu is the instigator!

Instead, I think the ACT would work much better as an Isekai story, where The Protagonist is mowed down by Truck-kun and that causes the lengthy period of Weird Narrative Dreams. For best results, I’d say the 'revelation' should be saved for a few episodes in before flashing back to Protagonist getting run over, then dipping in and out of Reality and Fantasy, showing how one affects the other, but also it obviously having been the plan from the start, not just thrown in to suddenly Plot Twist and gloat about the audience never seeing it coming! Those swerves always feel like a crummy last minute switch, you gotta let the narrative run it’s natural course, even if it means people accurately guess where it’s headed. Besides, there’s still multiple ways to end this Isekai, you have a sliding scale of optimistic or tragic resolutions, but again you have to make sure that the route chosen is one you have built towards in the earlier parts of that tale. (I could put a couple of examples in, but this is getting long lol)

Keep it consistent, even in the weirder sections, and the audience should be left satisfied. Don’t tack on a sudden depressing ending without foreshadowing or that completely jars with the tone and storytelling that’s already been in place!!

So again, most ACTs suck and feel mean spirited as they try to negate something with a lighter tone into something depressing and/or extremely boring. And if you’re going to say “yeah this makes the most sense” when you’ve just proposed that [Character] is about to die and the wacky shenanigans were their extended fantasy sequence to deny reality, I will lose every shred of respect I may have had of you as a writer. Why on Earth should I hear out your ideas when this is how you’d end them?!

[iwhishtomeetinournextlife]

An anonymous lover (part 4)

Summary : Y/N sees Sirius Black running away after a particularly rough letter from his mother. She wants to cheer him up and decide to send him a letter, anymously, she knows how much he hates her house.

Warnings : Slytherin!Reader, female!reader, not proof read

Word count : 2.6k

English is not my first language, sorry if there is any mistakes

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - You're here - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7

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Sirius was slowly starting to desparate, it has been now almost three weeks seen he received the letter from that mysterious person and he had no idea who it could be. He and the marauders –with the help of Lily- had search for them among Evans’ friends, but none of them matched the headwriting or even admiting being the writer of the letter.

He is not that surprise, after all it was said in the letter that they didn’t know each other that well, and most of Lily’s friends were people he knew himself and was close to, but it was worth the shot he told himself.

He was in potion, lost in his own mind,  he didn’t hear someone calling next to him and he snapped out of his mind, “You said something ?” It was Y/N, his potion partner, despite being a slytherin, she was always nice, a bit discreet in class, even if he heard a story or two from Lily of little mischiefs she has done, the more time they spend together, the more he was surprised she was a slytherin.

“I was asking you to give me the mandrake leaves”, Sirius looked on his left were the leaves were, he then looked at the cauldron on the table, it had a greenish color with some pinkish sturls, bubbling heavely. He wasn’t paying attention at the beginning of the class so he had no idea on what that was, so he decide to just hand over the madrake leaves to Y/N.

She ground the ingredient before putting it in the cauldron who turned completly pink. She then looked at Sirius, “Are ok ? Y' look a bit.. Off"

Sirius straighten his back on his stool, trying to look more composed but he sighed, “Yeah yeah ‘t‘s just...”, he hesitated a bit, should he talk to her about it ? But she looked so concerned. “It’s just there is that person who gave me a letter a few weeks ago and I don’t know who it is. I’d like to meet them” He was playing with the little kiss card, he had since forgotten the feeling and the paper was slowly tearing up by being touch all the time.

Y/N simply smiled at him, “Yeah, I heard about it. Who knows, if you’re lucky maybe they heard about it too and will come to you ? Or send another letter ?”

Sirius just nob a little, he hoped she was right and that wasn’t just a one time thing. He decided to pay more attention for the rest of the class.

After the lesson of this morning, he went to the Great Hall with the marauders to eat, his stomach was rumbling louder than Peter’s snorring at night. At the table he thought about what Y/N had said, apparently some people had heard about his desire to find a mysterious lettermaker, maybe indeed they had heard of it and would send another one ? Maybe even directly talked to him ? He tried to not put his hopes too high but he couldn’t resist to look at the owl’s entry and wish to see one arrived for him, he wasn’t a patient person after all.

He tried to pay attention to what James was saying, something about the perfect plan to ask Lily on a date. “She will say yes !” the boy was confident.

“Of course, like the 437 other times” mocked Remus, his friend open his mouth agape, absolutly scandilise, “Don’t be a party pooper Moony ! Friends are s’pose to support each other !”, Sirius was about to retort something but his head snapped at the sound of wings flapping around, making his friends laugh. “You think you will have another letter ?” asked Peter.

Sirius sighed, “I hope so ! They can’t just send me a wholehearted letter and then send me obsoutely nothing ever again !”, he waited a bit and his eye widen when an owl landed in front of him with a letter decorated with stars in the beak, he was completly overjoyed. “NO WAY !!”, he screamed a bit, making heads turned to him, includind Y/N’s, who observed him from afar.

Sirius looked at the enveloppe, it had a new constellation draw on it, and didn’t wait to open the letter, completly ignoring the owl who was waiting for his reward, it’s Remus who ended up feeding the animal who then flew away, the marauders all looked at Sirius, waiting for a reaction, who just had the biggest grin on his face.

It was written in a beautiful emerauld green this time, with forget me not flowers as well as lilac, it smelled beautifully good and was quite soothing.

“Dear Sirius,

I heard you were looking for me ? I must admit that I’m flattered and happy you liked the first one so much, it warm my heart to know it had the reaction intended.

Looking at you from far away searching for me at the wrong place is very entertainning, that’s why I’m going to let you keep looking for me a moment”

Sirius open his mouth in shock. “What, what are they saying ?” James leaned accross the table, trying to see. “They wants to play a little, apperently it makes them laugh to see me struggle finding them”;

James laugh, “She seems fun !”, “Or he” told Sirius.

“FINE ! Wanna bet ? 5 gallons it’s a girl !”. Sirius stopped to think for a moment, he didn’t care of the gender of the person but he really wanted to bet with James, they did that often and it wasn’t a big deal in the end. “That’s a deal then, Prongs”. Sirius then went back to the letter.

“But since I am not a complete monster, I am going to give you a hint : I am not a gryffindor. And because I will dare to say I am quite generous, I am going to let you write to me too if you desire to do so. You may have noticed with the kiss from last time –that a hope you liked- I like inventing a few things, in the enveloppe you will find pieces of paper to stick to you letters, the charm of the paper will transcribe you’re message onto a parchment that I possess. I could tell you all the magic behind it but I will keep it for another if that interest you.

Game on Sirius Black ! 3 gallons you can’t find me before at least two months.

P.S : The pieces of paper are a new creation so it might malfunction, I will send you an update in ten days if I have no news from you, or you could always scream in the Great Hall if you want me to send something sooner”

Sirius looked in the void for a few second, ok, that was a lot of information to take at once, he let James took the letter so he could read it. He looked in the enveloppe and there were indeed five pieces of paper, he guessed it was singled used. He looked some more and was incredibly disappointed to not find any kiss in it. He had really hoped he could feel it again. Well, from them, when Sirius better explain to James what was the kiss he had felt, he put into an habit to kissed his friend good night to tease him, always getting a smack from Sirius in return.

“Wow, they seemed brillant” said Remus who had now th letter in hand before giving it back to Sirius. "Must be a ravenclaw” remarked Peter, that’s where they will be looking next. But for now, he couldn’t wait to write to them, the first thing he will do once back in the dorm.

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And that’s what he did right away once the day ended, he thanked them for the letter, telling them how much it had helped him to feel better and how grateful he was for all the nice things they had said. Of course he took the challenge, he never back away from an opportunity to win, especially one such as this one, he had flirted a bet a date at Hogsmeade he will find them before those two months. He ended the letter by demending more kisses to use, obviously.

Once he was satisfied with it, he decided to try out the piece of paper to transfer the message. At first nothing happened, he was a bit scared the thing wouldn’t work, but when he was about to voice his worries, the lines started to shine of golden glow before slowly disappearing. Wow, they are brillant.

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Sirius was more than happy to received a letter the next day, the paper had perfectly worked out ! That letter was way more casual, with less decoration, talking about the few past weeks with an added candy, their favourite one they said, Sirius made sure to note that somewhere in his mind as he was eating it, sour, just like he liked them.

He also was delighted to see they had added kisses with that letter, two, with three used each that made six in total, he used one right away, he had missed the feeling too much. He had to slap away James who wanted to try it out too, to see what was so great about them.

“C’mon Pads, you said it could be reused !” had he complain. “And it’s not like you’ll run out, now you can have more whenever !”, Sirius just threw bread at him, “Don’t you fucking dare Prongs, I wil envoy each one of them !”.

Him and the rest of the marauders have given up on searching on their own who the person was after a few days, they used energy for not much and apparently the anonymous person envoyed sending them in the wrong direction, Sirius having some akward conversation with people he barely knew to know if they were or not the person he was looking for. He decided rather to focus on the letters.

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And that’s how Sirius and the anonymous penpal fell into a routine, he will write in the evening and have an answer the next day at lunch, writing to each other almost everyday. He smiled at the evolution of the letters, it became more natural, the penpal slowly loosen up the handwriting to a point were it would be impossible for someone who didn’t lived “the downfall to incomprehension” as he tease them about, but he loved that, it fell special to him to be able to read them so well when other struggled.

The marauders had read the letters occasionally when the penpal was giving hint of who they were, which was a rare occurrence, bu they had given up days ago. James had froaned at the letter, he thought he had seen it before but he couldn’t recall where, he simply pushed that idea in the back of his head.

He groaned a bit when they turned out to be a she, handing five gallons to James who simply sang “I told you so” over and over again. At that Sirius simply rolled his eyes and went back to the letter.

They were always written in colored ink, with always at least one doodle, often of flowers, especially roses, she apperently loved them very much. He keep that in mind among the other little details about her and the gifts he could bring her once they met. He also were given more kisses, some on the cheeks, or the hand, whether on the knuckles, fingers, the palm, he loved it all. He received one on his jaw that he absolutly loved, but he has teased her about it and so as a punishment he never received more of these.

Truth be told, Y/N was simply completly embarassed of what she has done, she send this one a day were she felt particulary bold and regretted it the very next day at Sirius’ teasing.

He also received some hugs. Boy did he loved those, they never lasted long enough for him. He finded them so comforting, and by the repetition of them, he could tell she was smaller than him and that had him completly melted. And he swore he almost passed out the day she sended her voice.

It wasn’t much, just “Have a nice day, Sirius !”, but he listened to it every single day, delighted when he was told it was unlimited. Y/N had took a big risk that time, but she really wanted to send him just that special one, he often told her how much it made him a bit sad that the hugs and kisses were so limited, so she sent that one line, modifiying her voice just enough to be a bit out of her ordinary one.

She wasn’t as scared as before to meet Sirius, after so many days speaking to each other, she would dare to say they were close, both had confessed in their letter deep secrets and insecurities, and they trusted each other enough to be vunerable with one another, she almost asked him to meet in the astronomy tower.

But a few things were preventing her to do so ; the bet, she was a slytherin after all and wasn’t going to lose to a gryffindor; her insecurity, despite feeling better than before, a big parts of her still was terrified to the idea of meeting him as the person he has been writing to for weeks, she didn’t know how she would react; and finally, she has heard Sirius badly talked about slytherin a few times, and she didn’t want to ruin everything because of who she was, she was proud to be a slytherin despite the surprise of many people to discover which house she was in, but depise that she had let her feelings for Sirius get in the way and now very selfishly didn’t want to let that go.

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The two months were soon over, and Sirius still didn’t know who his penpal was, he wanted to win the bet but didn’t know how to at this point, with the tests and essays they recently had, he didn’t took the time to search for her. He was planning on asking her in his next letter if she will revealed herself by the end of the bet, hoping with all his being for her to say yes.

He was now in potion, sitting next to Y/N, both were silently taking notes, as for once, Sirius decided to stay quiet the whole time, he had a bit of struggle with this potion and he needed to focus, not used to have difficulties in class.

Y/N saw his struggle and decided to talk to him. “Do you need help with that potion, Black ?”

The boy looked at her for a few second and sighed, “Yeah, that one’s a bitch, can I burrow your notes ?”

Y/N hesitated a bit, not knowing if she should, she knew he could read her handwriting but didn’t know if he would put two and two together. She decided to hand them to him, after all she proposed her help and it would impolite to stop now, and she told herself he will probably not recognise it, some handwriting could look alike without being from the same person.

Sirius gave her a greatful smile, “Thanks Y/L/N”, she gave back a smile “No problem”, she put the rest of her stuff away and spoke without thinking, “Have a nice day Sirius !” and she got out.

Sirius immidiatly froze, was that ..?

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[masterhandss]

Who do you think katarina will end up with?

Anonymous asked: Who do you ship katarina the most with ?

I got these two questions consecutively, I'm assuming they are coming from the same person so I'll combine them to a single reply, if that's okay.

People who have been following me since the first season can probably tell that I really like Geordo x Katarina (GeoKata) the most out of all ships. At first it was mostly just because I have an unintentional biases towards characters with blonde hair, which is why favorites were GeoKata and MariaKata, but then when I slowly got into the series more, my biases permanently shifted to the G-boy.

I'm not really a fan of laying out why I like certain ships through test to be honest. I usually get super frustrated when zine mods ask contributors to explain why they like a character or ship for contributor spotlight graphics because I can never really say everything I feel correctly hgdsjsdgfj, which is a good thing someone had already asked me a similar question before so I'll just copy paste my response here if that's okay :DD

TLDR; I ship Katarina with Geordo (Maria, Sora and Cezar behind him), and I think Katarina will end up with Geordo :))

You didn't really ask why but I'll give it anyways :)) -> major light novel spoilers, by the way <-

I'm not really the most deep person, if a ship has the bare minimum of something that I like (a trope or a hair color combination) then I stan it hard. That's why I used to be so equally adoring to both Maria and Geordo, because hurrdurr blonde hair hurrdurr. But the more I read the books and got into the community, I eventually liked him more than Maria. I didn't understand how or why at first, since Geordo and Maria are undergoing a very similar character arc: both characters wants to become better people in order to become worthy of Katarina (Geordo emotionally, and Maria physically? magically? in terms of her position/social status? I can't think of a right word but you get it). Again, Maria and Geordo's struggles are similarly written but one of them is more compelling to me. I feel like Maria's problems are easier to solve (her inability to rely on people, her attention seeking and her desire to be more magically powerful) imo, since she's already a well-liked figure in the Ministry and she's already a high-level magic user. Geordo's though; the series doesn't put too much attention on it, but despite the fact that Katarina gave his life color, he still somewhat sees the world in a desaturated light even post-childhood according to the novels and his lack of empathy still prevents him from completely absorbing all the colors. He's still learning how to see and he is happy that Katarina is always there to help him learn how.

I just love the irony that Katarina sees Geordo as a Perfect Prince and feels that she is inferior and unworthy of him, but then Geordo also seems himself as flawed, inferior and unworthy of Katarina and sees her as someone perfect. Geordo constantly wants to be better for Katarina (and for the people around him), and in time, maybe he could become a motivation for Katarina to be better too (on Katarina's side though, because on Geordo's she doesn't have to because she's already perfect the way she is). Geordo, while being self-centered and aggressive in his pursuits, isn't always selfish and thinks about what Katarina wants too. He'd fight tooth and nail for her and will do whatever he can so that Katarina will love him in the same way, but that doesn't mean he wont respect her decision if she falls in love with someone else, he just wont lose without a fight that's all (and fight, he'll give that's for sure).

Geordo is crazy in love with her; wants to protect her happiness, keep her safe whenever he can, and is even willing to both fight to become king and throw away the life he currently knows if it means he can live a life where he and Katarina can be together wherever she is most content and happy. He wouldn't lock her up in the castle like a caged bird like what Keith and some fans of the series thinks, whenever he does have thoughts like that like in Volume 6, its his internal response to the lack time they can have together alone, rather than being indicative of how he wants to treat her (like in his desire in Book of Desires, he conjured up a literal honeymoon because a honeymoon is the only time where he can spend it with her alone without someone butting in! It's weird and exaggerated, but his desire is simply to just be able to spend a day with her and be able to pursue her romantically without the threat of people like Keith and Mary).

Katarina sees him for himself, and she extends her hand of friendship to him despite all her fears of her bad ends involving him. She knows he's a "sadistic prince" but doesn't always tie him to that title. Out of everyone, Katarina has just as bad, if not worse, initial impression of Geordo compared to almost everyone around him (Others sees him as a Perfect Prince while she sees him as a Sadistic Prince and Future Murderer), and yet she accepts him and wants to learn more about him. She supports him and wants him to find happiness in love with Maria, even if it means she'll get exiled to another country or to a far off farm! (i'll edit this with citations later)

I can't help but want that for him, someone who there for you through thick and thin, who supports him despite everything she knows about her future involving him. Katarina is everything he would ever want in a partner: someone who isn't disturbed by his past, can see through his fake smiles, constantly cares for him, sees him beyond his princely façade, is one of his first friends who has helped him create friendships with other as well that prevented him to wallow in isolation and hate of the version of himself that society created for him, is genuinely interested in him as a person, is endlessly fun to be around and unpredictable, and is overall beautiful inside and out.

Again, a lot of Maria and Geordo's struggles are very similar to each other, but I'm more interested in Geordo's side. I find it more compelling. Geordo's scenes always almost provides something new, we get to see him angry, flustered & embarrassed, scheming/conniving, possessive, grateful, sad & frustrated and so much more. Maria has that too (we get to see her sad and thankful), but this might be my own perspective of reading the novels, but Maria's scenes kinda feel the same to me. It almost always starts with Katarina helping her and her realizing time and time again how much she loves her and become more motivated to be a better version of herself. I mean its unfair to say that they are all the same but that might just be me. (Maria: wow I'm so grateful for everything Katarina has given me, I want to be with her forever (rinse and repeat for the next 5 books))

Yes I know it's beautiful to see Maria falling deeper and deeper in love with Maria, but I'd rather see moments of someone who is trying to advance on those feelings rather than someone who is still trying to understand what they feel. Declarations and descriptions of love are beautiful in literary works and it always gets my heart fluttering, but I can read fanfics if I want to see that be written in 8 or more ways. Give me some action, some internal conflict!

It also doesn't help that it makes me really really happy for Geordo that he's made a dent in Katarina's baka shield? Katarina's heart skipped and fluttered for a second when Geordo was patting her head, and it makes me want to root for him even more! (Yes, go break the bubble! You can do it!!)

It's not even the same doki-doki as when she gets charmed at how pretty Maria is, to me its different in a way that my small vocabulary can't explain.

And besides, it really is just a battle between the protagonist that almost ruined her life (Maria) and the love interest that almost ruined her life (Geordo). Keith is part of that equation too, but he was never a threat after they became close (narratively, its seriously just Maria vs Geordo vs Keith, ignoring the changes to that narrative by FL2). It's always about Geordo (and Maria), everything she's doing in the Fortune Lover 1 Arc is because of Geordo (and arguably, Maria & Keith too) and the consequences of where he decides her future to would lead to.

It has to be Geordo, in my opinion, to show her that things aren't the same as the game (and he already kinda has, just a dent though) (If not Geordo, it should be Maria). He, who she feared and yet cared for so much

(I know Fortune Lover 2 basically removes that importance of Geordo and Maria specifically to Katarina's narrative by making her an active problem in all routes, finally becoming loyal to the title "All Routes Lead to Doom", but its not like the story is digging into Katarina's brain that she's sword training for the purpose of fighting back against all the boys, its still just Geordo, so idk I still count that in my shipper brain)

It also also helps that Geordo is basically the poor bullied animal in the hamefura community's eyes, regardless of how far he is into the battle (like in the reddit discord lmao). Yeah he has the best chances which is why many people both in and out of the series find it so fun to drag him under because of his unfair advantage, which is fair, but just like how you feel when you see a small wounded animal, you can't help but want to help someone who has the whole world against him (there's literally a canon manga page with that joke lmao), which is how I eventually felt over time. He's so misunderstood and bullied by people despite the authors dedication to flesh him out more beyond being a possessive prince fiancé of Katarina because of the anime's adaption, so I'd rather give my biases to someone who needs (and deserves it) rather than other contenders who are already overflowing with love and support. Also who doesn't love a perfect guy who breaks when his beloved is harm/who opens up to the person he cares about most?

I know people will read this and find it unfair that Katarina is giving so much to Geordo, but he isn't really giving anything to her. One thing I'll agree that Maria has over Geordo is that Maria makes Katarina want to try and work hard. Seeing Maria improve her magic wants Katarina to do the same, and whether or not it's from motivation or fear of getting left out depends on the reader. So far we don't really have anything like that for Katarina with Geordo because most things involving Geordo intimidates her, compared to Maria who is surrounded by mysteries and adventure (though arguably it's Katarina and not her lmao, but Kat doesn't know that).

Katarina is already the most well-adjusted character in the story even as a child so the only thing to really explore from her is mostly just her relationships and skewed sense of reality. That's why I hope that Geordo will not only help her realize that she can be loved by her peers romantically despite her self-perceived position/role, but also be one of the persons to make her completely realize that she isn't living inside a game. I mean like I said a few paragraphs ago, he's already kinda doing it by constantly confessing his feelings to her, reminding her that he is a person with his own feelings and not a character programmed to fall for a heroine.

So yeah, I ship Katarina with Geordo for those reasons and believe they should end up together for those reasons.

If you ask me who I think would she end up with objectively, I'd still say Geordo. The author's focus jumps between Geordo and Maria so that really depends on who you're asking. It also doesn't help that Geordo is always in the marketing with Katarina in the books and games, which pretty much cements his Male Lead status to Katarina's Female Lead status lmao

Thank you for the ask lmao, I'll be updating this with more thoughts and possibly citations later :))

[1uckygold]

Keys to the Magic Door (14)

Summary: The Bangtan boys one night encounter a woman that looks exactly like the animation ARMY from "Magic Door" and "Dream ON." What if it's not a coincidence? What if it's actually the female from the animation video? Except she needs their help... she needs to go back into her universe before it falls apart. BTS agree to do anything to help, but what happens if they all start to fall in love with her? What do they do when... when it's time to say goodbye?

~Pairing: 방탄소년단 (BTS) | ot7 x f! Reader

~Genre: Fluff & Humor, Alternate Universe - Bangtan Universe

~Word Count: 2.2K

Part: 01 / 02 / 03 / 04 / 05 / 06 / 07 / 08 / 09 / 10 / 11 / 12 / 13 / 15 / 16 / 17 / 18 / 19 / More Chapters Soon...

“Good, now that we’re alone from prying ears—Let’s talk dear,” Namjoon’s mother stated, a small smile upon her face but eyes saying a completely different story. You couldn’t help but squirm in your seat at all the mothers staring with serious expressions, like lioness waiting to pounce.

This was the opposite women you saw when in front of the boys—No, this was a mother waiting to defend her hatchlings to the end.

“A-About?” You asked, stuttering slightly and feeling anxiety bubble up once more at the tension starting to rise in the air. Honestly, you suddenly felt nauseous seeing some glare your way… and it’s not like you could leave, being in a moving vehicle for goodness sake.

“What are your intentions with our sons, hm?” Mrs. Kim questioned.

“Are you only using them because if you are…” Mrs. Min trailed off, a scowl upon her pretty features that had you squeaking. Feeling ten times smaller and waiting to hide in the leather car seats, flinching at the harshness in her tone.

“Both of you, calm down… The poor girl looks as if she is about to pass out,” Seokjin’s mother calmy interrupted, scolding the two women lightly before turning her sharp eyes to you. “Sweetie, you have to understand that these are our babies… We have not heard anything about you until recently and all we want is what’s best for our sons—Now, that includes making sure your not a secret overly obsessed fangirl or gold-digger that is just using them for riches and fame.”

…They were interrogating you… to protect their sons?

The thought had your alarming and stressed-out stance relax—You didn’t take offense or get defensive like the women expected… In fact, you smiled at them. The soft look in your eye and gentle smile had taken the mothers by surprised. Honestly, they were waiting for a reaction that involved you blowing up and accusing them of such a thing.

However, you understood where they were coming from—In this world, the guys weren’t your little guardians. They were famous idols that spread love and music around from country to country… Trust is hard to come by and isn’t easily given outside the job when it comes to making friends.

“My apologies, I should have introduced myself properly a long time ago then—My name is Y/N Army, I am the niece to their manager, Sejin. Actually I’m a trainee myself while being in the big city… Since uncle Sejin actually has a small place and no room for me. The guys have actually been kind enough to let me stay with them until I can get on my feet—If I’m being honest… I don’t care for fame or spotlight, which is kind of why I haven’t exactly debut yet, but it has always been my dream to play music for the world, specifically piano,” You explained, telling a story with little white lies and truth.

“Also money is just paper… I don’t like to spend so much because I don’t really need anything but food and clothes on my back—Actually I get really excited with small things, like whenever Jimin brings me an origami rose as a gift instead of something hugely expensive that I don’t need. All the boys are my best friends, I can’t see a life without them… I love them equally,” You faintly whispered, smiling with a soft gaze. A far off distant in your eyes at remembering the moments you’ve shared with them, it had you missing home—You’re real-world home.

The mothers looked at each other with a knowing glance, smiling seeing such a genuine expression upon your face—They weren’t stupid. All of them knew you were special to each of their sons… At the airport, they could practically see the adoration they had for you shining brightly with each step. The seven mothers just had to make sure you felt the same.

“If I didn’t know better… I’d say you were in love with our sons,” Mrs. Park teased, smirking and tryin’ to lighten the mood back up from the earlier tense atmosphere. They all relaxed, knowing their sons were safe with you.

“What?! No—We’re just friends!” You blurted, the comment finally clicking in your head that had you stumbling in panic. The blush forming on your cheek not helping the situation as the women laughed seeing your flustered state—Yeah… They definitely didn’t have anything to worry about.

“Relax flower. She’s just teasing you… and it will definitely get worse once the boys are here,” Mrs. Jung said, smiling brightly—Hoseok had her smile… Although the comment had you whining, covering your face in embarrassment.

It didn’t take long for all the moms to get comfortable with you on the ride, everyone having stories to share about their sons or other family members—And before you knew it… You arrived at the wanted destination. Finding all the guys already there and struggling to get the luggage out the cars.

“Yah, are you going to help?!” Seokjin shouted, scolding Yoongi who sat on a suitcase with a bored expression, yawning at how tired he was. Jimin forcefully pullin’ on a bag that got stuck, yelping when the bag and him went flying with a pop.

“Don’t worry about them… They’re all strong men, they can handle a few bags,” Mrs. Jeon said, smiling at you softly seeing your worried expression. A dog that looked happy to see you by her feet, wagging his tail, only to hear something and stand in a protective stance like a statue.

“We should head inside to start dinner—Did the boys get the groceries that we listed?” Seokjin’s mom asked, the sudden question had you biting down on your lip. Flashbacks happening when remembering yesterday and how the whole day, the guys smelled like a hint of sugary cereal even after they showered.

 “Yeah, you should say they really got into it,” You snorted, chuckling as Mrs. Kim raised an eyebrow in amusement. She knew something interesting must have happened at the grocery store from that comment alone, but before questions could be asked. A hand touched your shoulder that had you jumping.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you. Would you mind doing us a favor by getting the keys to the house from the boys? We’ll meet you up there,” Namjoon’s mom, the other Mrs. Kim, asked with a light giggle. You didn’t hesitate to nod yes, wanting to help in any way you can.

Watchin’ them head into the building safely, you turned toward the car where nearly all the guys were holding bags and suitcases. “Jungkook, do you know where Joon is?” You questioned the youngest, the man holding more luggage than anyone else.

“I believe hyung is trying to fix the seatbelt he broke in the car.”

Of course… Thanking Jungkook, you went around the car to where sure enough—Namjoon was cursing at himself, the seatbelt refusing to cooperate with him. For some reason, the seatbelt wouldn’t rewind back into place and was laying there like a limp snake.

“Joonie, I need the keys to the house—Also I don’t think you’re the man to fix that,” You teased, the new presence startling him and accidentally tugging the seatbelt. Both your eyes widening seeing the little bucket somehow tearing right off.

Namjoon blushed in embarrassment, slowly putting the bucket down on the seat and digging into his pockets to hand you the keys—When you opened the door, and after the guys carried in the bags. There was little disagreements, the parents arguing about heading to the hotel after dinner. Though you all insisted they stay the night, it would be too late anyways for someone to drive in the night.

“Can I help? I know how to cook,” You asked, shyly stepping into the kitchen where the moms were preparing dinner for twenty-two people to serve—It was a lot of food for only seven women to do, plus you’d like to help in something than sitting around like the guys.

“Of course! It’s nice that someone at least offered to help,” Mrs. Park smiled brightly, before narrowing her eyes at the boys in the living room. Their faces looking sheepish, Yoongi and Seokjin getting off the couch to help as well… Those two being better for that kind of job than the others.

Not long did you all go into a routine—You were in charge of the vegetables, nose scrunched in concentration as you moved around the cutting board with grace and speed. Seokjin was busy boiling noodles, while Yoongi was cooking meat and the moms were working on making the rest. The aroma filled the air, it smelled delicious that it had your mouth drooling and stomach grumbling in anticipation.

But it also attracted a certain someone…

“Come on! Please… Just one,” Jungkook whined, you needed to keep slapping his hand away from the freshly seasoned asparagus that was made.

“No, Koo—Now, get out of the kitchen” You scolded the tall man, a pout forming on Jungkook’s face before a glint formed in his eyes. Suddenly, you got lifted off the ground with ease as a squeal left your mouth… Everyone cooking, turning to see what the commotion was about.

“Have I ever told you that I love it when you call me Koo? It sounds… Delicious coming out your mouth,” Jungkook whispered, his soft breath tickling your ear as a secret grin formed on his face when you inhaled sharply. Though your eyes narrowed on him in suspicion at the flirty tone, fighting against blushing.

However, it wasn’t until you saw movement out of the corner of your eye did you realize his little game.

“Wait, dammit—You tall brat!” You shouted at Jungkook when he quickly put you down and rat out the kitchen with a little giggle. Mission complete, having stolen a single asparagus to eat and immediately shoving the food in his mouth. All the moms laughing at the little display Jungkook did to steal a snack.

“Finally! Someone who knows my pain… It’s okay child, I understand,” Seokjin dramatically gasped, pullin’ you in a hug and patting your head gently. Yoongi chuckling, shaking his head at the situation.

“Y/N, the loveliest rose in the garden! I come—” Jimin shouted, bursting in the kitchen with a wide and charming smile.

“Out.”

“Awe man… Why does the maknae get something and I don’t,” Jimin whined, dragging his feet with a pout at your straightforward answer. He didn’t even get to finish his sentence before you told him to leave.

When everyone finally sat down to eat, there were laughs all around. You even got those embarrassing stories that were promised, which resulted in the guys complaining and their moms scolding them again—However, afterward… Their parents got comfortable in all the bedrooms, which meant you and the boys had to move the coffee table. Setting up the floor and couches like a campsite with a bunch of blankets/pillows.

Some time in the middle of the night, you woke up to the sound of whispering. Groaning, you peeked an eye open in the darkness of the living room… Shushing sounds echoing throughout the soft breathing and snores.

The first thing you noticed was the weight draped over your body, it had you blinking most the sleep away to see Taehyung. He must have unconsciously turned toward you and cuddled in his sleep… All of you were on the floor since the dogs claimed the couch.

You didn’t mind Taehyung, but you did mind the giggling that woke you up. Squinting at the light of a phone that illuminated Jungkook and Jimin’s faces. The two were hovering over Seokjin, clearly up to something as they kept giggling and whispering.

“What are you two doing?” You mumbled, sleep heavy in your eyelids and tone. The sudden sound made Jungkook and Jimin freeze in alarm, throwing something black on the ground and tryin’ to hide their phone to keep the light away from Seokjin’s face.

“Nothing! J-Just… You know, live with army,” Jungkook said, tightly smiling and handing you his phone—In fact, they were live with army… But you couldn’t help but flinch at the brightness. When army saw your face, the comments immediately started blowing up that had you wincing.

Maybe it was a bad idea to show yourself when you were with the boys… In the middle of the night, with bedhead…

But one comment caught your attention, an eyebrow raising questionably at the sweating and nervous boys.

“Uh huh… So what’s this then?” You asked, shining the phone light on Seokjin’s face that showed little doodles everywhere. The two sighing in defeat, grabbing the eyeliner off the floor and placing it in your outstretching hand. Only for their eye’s to widen seeing your scowl turning into a devious smirk. “If you’re going to draw on someone’s face… Best make sure to do it right and get everyone else too.”

Let’s say… The interest was trending with two topics, “You living with the boys” and being “Artists”.

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Welcome to the fourteen chapter of Keys to the Magic Door! Drawing on someone's face? Classic... though what are they going to say when morning comes?

Likes, Comments, Reblogs, and Follows are very much appreciated if you enjoy the story, it's always exciting to know that you like my writing and gives me more motivation to update faster!

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[pepperonitimeline]

There is an interesting emphasis on timelines in Steven Universe

but like. Why?

Hypothesis: Steven Universe is made up of multiple timelines, but shown in an order that makes the events seem linear. read part 2 here!

I'm not the first person to speculate this at all. A lot of this stuff has been pointed out by @dogcopter​ @arrozbrillante​ @stevenutheories and many others on various platforms!

I just gathered the most conspicuous "evidence" into 1 post. If you’re interested in SU theory and analysis you should check out their blogs. :o) This was as short as I could make it..

And a big thank you to @love-takes-work for her podcast summaries!!! 

So, most ostensibly there’s Garnet, who can see multiple futures. In Pool Hopping she begins to call her visions timelines specifically.

Garnet: In this timeline, we do the opposite of that. Hey, you! Have a pizza!

Steven: Hey, Vidalia's house is around here. Let's bring her the last pie.

Garnet: Now, that would be nice. She must be upset that her son was taken into space by those Homeworld Gems. (referring to the events of I Am My Mom)

Steven: You mean Onion? He isn't in space. He's right over there. *points*

Garnet: Sorry, I-I must be thinking of a different timeline.

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Garnet: My bad. I was sure we were in the pepperoni timeline.

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Garnet: It's important to keep in mind that all these horrible things did happen to you in alternate timelines. Safety is fun.

In Steven and The Stevens:

Yeah

It was confirmed on the podcast that the Steven we see from that episode on is a different Steven than the one from episodes 1-21. In “The Fantasy of Steven Universe” Sugar explains:

"I think, early on, we knew for sure what we wanted to do was to create episodes that feel self-contained but give you a new piece of information or change the characters fundamentally. So, Steven and the Stevens, is tight but Steven does change fundamentally after having that experience. He's not the same- in THAT case he's LITERALLY not the same character..."

It’s muffled because they're all laughing but right after they say this Matt Burnett goes “He died.” 

Link to the episode

Love-takes-work also has a text summary of the episode

But something I haven't seen discussed very much is the time travel chase scene. Granted it’s very blink-and-you’ll miss it, there are some Stevens who witness the other Steven’s fighting but that don’t end up in the Sea Shrine at the end.

Way back in 2015 @stevenutheories already did the math as to how many alternate timelines may have stemmed from the time shenanigans: 3 to 5. Not counting the original one who is definitively gone. 

Technically quantum mechanics don’t work like that and those Stevens should have been Thanos’d too. I’m not going to pretend I understand physics, that is just what I’ve been told by someone who does. But then again the magic time thingy wasn’t bound by rules of real-life physics in the first place… so ??

Let’s cross-examine SATS’ accompanying KBCW post.

“At any given moment, if you asked me what I was thinking about, the answer would be one of two things: katana swords, or THE POSSIBILITY OF ALTERNATE TIMELINES RUNNING PARALLEL TO OUR OWN!

Proving the existence of these timelines can be pretty tricky, even for a seasoned paranormal investigator such as myself.  An inter-temporal incursion caused by the momentary weakening of the time-space continuum doesn’t really photograph well.  And all the cross dimensional time travelers I know don’t want to go on the record about their experiences.  Frankly, the only thing I can submit as evidence of alternate timelines is the fact that THEY ARE PROBABLY JUST SO COOL AND AWESOME THAT THEY HAVE TO BE REAL.

Think about it!  What about a universe where that asteroid missed Earth and we had DINOSAURS for pets instead of dogs?  Or a universe where someone was like “Hey, zeppelins are way cooler than planes, let’s just do that!”  Or a universe where AN ALTERNATE VERSION OF ME CAN GROW A FULL BEARD?!  What an amazing life that Ronaldo must have… in THIS stupid reality I have a really hard time getting my moustache to connect to the rest of my facial hair and it’s incredibly frustrating.”

KBCW and Ronaldo’s commentary in general are usually half-right. Like the “Polymorphic Sentient Rocks are aliens who want to hollow out the earth… to make it lighter so they can transport it back to their star system” thing.

I can't help but think the "Dinosaurs for pets instead of dogs" is a reference to the live action Super Mario Bros. movie- where the meteor that killed the dinosaurs sent them to a parallel universe instead, causing mammals to go instinct in said universe. (Don’t know about the zeppelins.)

And then, and THEN there’s Keep Beach City Safe, KBCW’s more obscure rival blog run by (most likely) Onion under the pseudonym "The Observer". Apparently he’s planted cameras all over town to record Steven’s adventures. There's also a "Recruiter" and second mystery narrator calling themselves "Marco Díez", it's a whole thing,

Assuming it’s real, here’s one of the posts I think are the most relevant.

“I have been on zero gem hunts over the years, and what i have learned over the years is: always be prepared for anything, and everything. Connie’s already knows that and this her first mission. I, wasn’t so fortunate on my first mission. It was a crisp Autumn morning, - with notes of cinnamon in the air. I was the mountains, the air temperature, humidity and level elevation levels, were perfect.

Then, I noticed the creature, it was charging me. I tried to evade the gem monster, but it just kept on coming, and coming! There was no escape! And then- Wait! I just remembered. I never been on a gem hunt! So where did I get that story from?”

This was posted on August 1st alongside Gem Hunt… and the day after the Greg The Babysitter post, which was deleted earlier this year, right after people started interacting with it again.

Being a Babysitter is hard, especially if your Greg Universe. This guy, in the picture above me. Wait did I just become self aware? Hey, I did! Haha, I always knew I was more to me than just a narrator. Actually this is the first time I thought about, Because I'm self aware baby! Woohoo, yeah! Wait, what was I talking about? Ah yes, Gregory. So this Greg guy,Has to Babysit this cool baby, because he owes her for letting him mooch off her. And Greg, is like totally irresponsible, he some how lets the baby climb a Ferris Wheel. How does that even happen? This dude is so not getting payed. And what's up with his hair!?!

So here it is, another story, told by Greg, about his past self. I wonder how many times I started a paragraph with the word so. And when he was telling this story, we got some clues that could finally tell use when all of this started. We know about the gems and what happened  thousands of years ago, but we don't know about the hems and  what happened thousands of years ago. They wee being very vague about the whole thing. Almost intentionally, well it was obsessively intentional.

?

There are subtle inconsistencies in Beach City's layout. ("The Observer" points this out, too.)

Remember Danny’s? In Bubble Buddies and Joking Victim, there’s a shop named Danny’s Salt Water Taffy.

Then in Watermelon Steven it’s gone.

As for a prop: Chaaaaps used to just be Chips

That’s from Monster Buddies, the episode right after Steven and The Stevens.

It's just as likely someone on the show simply thought the background/chips looked a little too busy or whatever. But re-doing stuff costs a lot of time and money, yknow? Neither of which is the animation industry very generous about. Did you know even props have model sheets?

Of course it could just be another brand of chips. Maybe Utz got involved somehow.

Lastly I want to highlight a quote from a Rebecca Sugar interview regarding SU ending.

“The story is continuing off screen and I do know what happens next, at least in certain timelines, for the characters,” Sugar says. “But I would have to decide how and when I’d want to dig into that, or if it’s best to give them their privacy.”

yeah so like what the fuck

[randomsnakesimp]

Some random hcs about Phobos, Cedric and their relationship. Sfw, I'll put the others in a separate post

- Phobos only slowly learns to show and receive affection comfortably, and for a long time, he is so unable to believe someone would actually love him that his first impulse is to be radically hurtful or go hide

- however, he's always loved having Cedric near without interacting, so Cedric would often just sit in the garden and read while Phobos did his gardening. They still do that once their relationship is more worked out

- Cedric loves explaining things and one way for Phobos to more comfortably do something for him is asking him to do that (e.g. Asking questions about a topic Cedric is currently researching, asking him for an explanation for his stances on political decisions,...)

- Phobos loves using Cedrics snake tail like a bean bag and will often give very precise instructions for Cedric to place his coils until he's got then perfect seat

- their first ever full blown argument is stopped when they realize how far they've come to even be able to argue. They proceed to stare at each other in a brain.exe stopped working way for a good half minute

- once they grow closer, Cedric starts feeling comfortable shifting into animals. He never even told Phobos he could do that before because he was afraid to be viewed as less civilized or advanced because of it, but once they are at that level, he'll often shift into a snake and lie around Phobos' shoulders like a particularly exotic scarf

- his favorite animal form, however, is a bird, because he loves flying. Phobos uses the excuse to get himself a set of robes matching Cedrics favorite bird form

- Since they both sort of skipped childhood, they can get real childish or pubescent in the right setting, especially when they are caught off guard with something (Phobos, for example, is completely smitten with the fact that on earth, one can just buy bags of glitter. Also: bubble baths)

- in a similar fashion, Phobos gets super exited about any new environment he sees, because he never really left the palace. He'll be like a little child about the ocean, mountains, swamp areas, new animals, etc and just assume that everyone else must be at least as exited as he is

- When Elyon catches on, she starts taking them to try various earth things as a form of family bonding time

- they basically adopt Elyon, and although they both deny even liking her, they'll slip up and refer to her as "the kid"

- in general, Cedric loves children, but won't admit it to save his life. Will once let's them babysit William out of an emergency where he needs magical protectors and Cedric almost cries when he has to give him back. Phobos, meanwhile, is more of a pet person and has a new animal he would like as one every week.

- Cedric likes very spicy, heavily salted food while Phobos can barely handle salted butter, and Phobos often threatens not to kiss Cedric for at least two days if he eats certain foods (Cedric eats them anyway and they kiss anyway, the only line drawn is at garlic because garlic breath makes Phobos feel sick)

- they both get over invested in interior design. When they are given the Portrait family's old house as their exile home, they spent a good half year planning and renovating and when they are done decide to do Cedrics bookshop next

- Phobos gets overly invested in daily soaps, but for a long time only watches them in secret or Cedric has to pretend he wants to watch them

- they like to take walks together while they gossip

- they do dance together at royal balls after Elyon officially renounced her engagement to Cedric. Phobos is the one who leads.

- Phobos learns to massage out of jealousy because Cedric gets painfully tense when he's stressed out (read: always) and visibly enjoys the relief.

- Phobos calls Cedric "my darling" or "my darling Cedric". Cedric doesn't have a pet name for him because he feels it's very intimate that he's allowed to address him by his name without any titles

- when they live on earth, Cedric has to help Phobos out with almost everything at first, and Phobos' pride is greatly hurt by this

- Cedric is still scared of thunderstorms because magical lightning messes with his ability to shapeshift and he didn't understand the difference as a child. He'll try to make himself as small as possible and curl up into Phobos.

- once he really finds something funny, Cedric will set off into borderline hysterical laughter and proceed to laugh even harder at just about anything. His laughter then also derails from his usual deep, almost elegant chuckle to something that resembles a mating guinea pig interrupted by snorting. Poking fun at that is one of the first things Elyon and Phobos bond over.

[angelicamerlinbarnes]

Albus Dumbledore being an awesome teacher and human being

Bubblegum Bitch - MARINA

(Imma be honest with y’all, it’s mostly just him being a crackhead.)

He tells stories about Grindelwald, about their marriage and their beliefs and their lives together. All of the stories have lessons - sure, a lot of those lessons are about how NOT to make pasta, but they’re still lessons!

He likes to matchmake students using seating charts and certain magical spell assignments. He’s very good at it. I mean, he’s shit at figuring out who likes each other, but he is great at meddling, so Mcgonogall tells him who to mess with and he does as he’s told. They make a great team (and are invited to a lot of weddings). Couples they’ve helped include but are not limited to: Dean and Seamus, Luna and Ginny, Hermione and Harry and Ron, Sirius and Remus, Peter and Maxwell Needles, Peter and Regulus (that was later), Lily and Severus and James, Fred and Lee plus George and Lee, Charlie and Newt (queerplatonic), Leta and Newt (queerplatonic), Harry and Luna (queerplatonic), and Sirius and James and Remus (queerplatonic). They’ve been very busy.

He and Mcgonogall have teatime almost every day. They talk about their students and work on their matchmaking plans. There’s a lot of sass and deadpanning involved. Sometimes they invite Remus, Sirius, and James. (Not Peter. He doesn’t need the same level of torturing that they do.) Bubbles of all shapes and sizes and colors float around the room the whole time. It’s fantastic.

He accepts gossip in exchange for extra credit. He’s a really good secret keeper too, so a lot of students go for it. (It hasn’t broken any friendships. There’s an understanding among the student population that Dumbledore is like Ms. Potts from that Muggle film Beauty and the Beast - well-meaning and trustworthy, but terribly, terribly bored.)

Everything in his classroom is pink. And glittery. And covered in sequins. Once a student asked him why and he just smirked for a solid minute before whispering, “Lemonade.” (As if that makes any fucking sense.)

He once taught class in a full-fledged glittery ballgown that faded from light pink to deep purple. He did not once acknowledge it or act like anything was out of the ordinary. One student raised their hand and asked timidly, “Professor? Why are you wearing a ballgown?” And his brow furrowed as he frowned, looked down at himself, and muttered, “Thought it was a bathrobe.” (Harry does not let him live this one down. His dad is not much help - Severus took many, many pictures.) (Not that it mattered. On Wednesdays Dumbledore wears pink (glittery ballgowns).)

He speaks to kids who have parents, friends, and relatives in prison, whether for being Death Eaters or otherwise. He chaperones visits to Azkaban for them so they can see their loved ones. He casts protective and invisibility charms on them so only the one they’re visiting can see or hear them, and he teaches them Patronuses (with Remus’ help, of course). He often spends these visits on the other side of Grindelwald’s bars, playing wizard’s chess against him. (Sometimes Grindelwald gives him flowers. It always makes Dumbledore smile. There may be no one left in the world who understands why they love each other, but they don’t need to understand it for it to be true.)

He stands at the front of the classroom and makes funny faces during tests and waits to see how long it takes for a student to look up. His latest record is seven minutes.

When he’s teaching Grindelwald’s history, he makes snarky comments about his husband. They range from “I mean really. Who the fuck thought wizards ruling Muggles was a good idea?” (Rest in peace that one student who thought it was a good idea to say, “You did, Professor.”) to “Honestly, that man has no concept of romance. I ask him for a nice night out and he takes me to a Muggle rally about witchcraft and tries to impress me by playing practical magical jokes on the speaker. A toddler could do that.” (He often gets mushy during those stories though, usually trailing off like “But that time he took me to my childhood home for my birthday was sweet… brought me flowers for Ariana’s grave and everything. Sure, he killed her, but… he has a sweet side…” and from there on out he’s basically a lost cause and you might as well go to your next class because he’s not going to stop humming that fucking Elvis song).

He “loses” his glasses all the time by casting an invisibility charm on them and forces his students to search the classroom for them when they’re on his face the whole time. He thinks it’s funny. Harry does not. (But Severus and Mcgonogall do, and that’s really what matters.) (Severus and Mcgonogall and Dumbledore are  a fantastic trio full of snark and sarcasm and shit, I have just decided.)

He makes little animals out of multi-colored magical dust and they fly around the classroom and perch on his favorite students’ heads. Once a dragon fell asleep on Newt’s head and wouldn’t leave even when class was over. Newt had to wait for the magic to wear off so it would disintegrate. (Of course, he had named it by that point and had a meltdown when it disappeared, so Dumbledore recreates the dragon (Robert) every class and just lets Newt coo at it, even during tests.)

He conjured and charmed two giant (I mean Egypt half-animal half-man guard statue size giant) fluffy pink teddy bears that are alive and stand on either side of him like bodyguards during class. A Slytherin student punched one in the stomach once and it vomited enough M&Ms over their head to completely bury them. The student’s partner, a Ravenclaw student, punched the other one in an ill-advised burst of illogical thought and received the same treatment, but in Skittles. (Luckily their Gryffindor aro-ace friend and nonbinary Hufflepuff friend stayed after class and ate until they could move again. Safe to say no one has dared punch the bears again.) (Though I hear they do give very good hugs. And they eat homework if you ask nicely enough!)

He has a bunch of cloaks that act as portals to realms like Merlin’s Celestiums (S.G.E., Soman Chainani). He gives one to each student for tests, and they are transported to their ideal test-taking environments, complete with whatever song they feel like listening to at any given minute playing all around them. Unsurprisingly, his students have the best grades in all of Hogwarts. (He also has a secret cloak that he uses for himself, to see Grindelwald. Grindelwald has his own matching one so he can always make it home for Thursday date night.) (They have been caught. Of course they have. But no one is going to challenge Dumbledore for his right to see his husband, even if he did marry a murderer.) (Sirius and Remus used to steal the cloak for their own dates. And later on James would steal it to take the two of them on friend-dates. Inspired by that, Dumbledore made a special cloak for Mcgonogall that he gifted her on her fiftieth birthday. The smile she gave him then is his favorite of all time.)

He bickers with Fawkes constantly. This often evolves into full-fledged screaming matches with spastic hand gestures, gratuitous spit, and angry hops on both sides. Once Dumbledore drew wand on his “useless babbling bastard of a bird”. No one has bothered to tell Dumbledore that Fawkes probably can’t understand a word of their arguments. (They do evacuate the classroom when these fights start though. The last time they stayed their hair was gone for a week, and when it grew back it was glittery and pink.) (Harry looked especially fantastic. Sirius thought he looked great. He laughed until he was in tears. Harry was not amused.) (Remus was.)

Sometimes he’s absent from class and Mcgonogall teaches them instead. When asked if he’s alright, Mcgonogall simply answers, “My partner is away on personal business for the day. Now, turn to page -” Soon enough people figured out that “personal business” meant “conjugal visit with Genocidal Maniac Husband™ in prison”. They stopped asking.

He gives all of his students the red button test (without knowing what it does, do you press the red button?). Those who pass get automatic A’s and a lollipop. Those who fail get a talking pet pygmy puff. The thing that usually trips people up is that Dumbledore considers the “correct” answer to be pressing the goddamn button. (Seamus is the only one who has ever passed (enthusiastically too!). Newt half-passed because Niffy the Niffler sat on it.) (Sirius and James would have passed too if they had not been the life partners of one Remus Lupin, whose creativity with threats and extensive curse-word vocabulary rivaled Mcgonogall’s even at the tender age of fifteen.)

He has floating war maps just lying around. He plays battleship with his students on them. What he neglects to tell them is that their moves have actual consequences in the world, as the maps are magical and reflect real battles and places. When Harry finds out (he blew up Denmark, completely unawares) he shows up at Dumbledore’s door soaking wet at five-thirty in the morning with a newspaper, his fists clenched, his face red, and his chest heaving. He wouldn’t stop glaring for weeks. (Alas, Dumbledore’s glorious beard has great resistance to fire spells.) (Following an incident involving the original four Marauders in their third year. Shhh… we do not speak of that.)

He has a habit of walking into random classrooms, gesturing for a student to come with him with his finger, and then taking them to his office for teatime. He usually asks them inane questions about a specific theme (fish, pasta strainers, socks, throw pillows, mooses, etc.) for hours until finally dismissing them. It drives Mcgonogall crazy. (She’s yelled at him plenty for “kidnapping students to ask them questions you know you could easily find on that Muggle infer-het thing! They have exams, Albus -” but he just smiles at her while calmly sipping his tea and she always ends up collapsing in the chair across from him with a sigh, taking the tea from his hands and chugging it before wiping her mouth, slamming it down on the desk, and asking, “So. Fish. What’s up with them?” and Albus just beams.)

He spends half of his class lessons babbling on about how Merlin was gay for Arthur and Arthur was gay for Merlin, but not in long tangents. Just a bunch of random comments without context, warning, or explanation. (He mentions “poetry” a lot and waggles his eyebrows for some reason, so… what’s up with that? (Merlin BBC))

He overshares A LOT about his and Grindelwald’s lives. It’s a problem because 90% of the time it’s something sweet or innocent like “Oh, he brought me a tiger lily that bloomed open to show a gold and ruby ring nestled inside on our first anniversary. That’s how he proposed to me” and “He used to hum while he did the housework, you know? He’d stand in the middle of the house and close his eyes and just hum. Almost entire symphonies too, just waving his wand in the air like a conductor” to “This one time in bed he…” and there is NO warning. The amount of things these poor children’s ears have had to endure… (*shakes head in mock disappointment*)

He often cooks during class using wandless magic. The pots and pans heat themselves and float around in the air. Sometimes Dumbledore dances and then they start dancing too. He whistles and creates a base beat for the sizzling, popping, clanging, and other kitchen noises to follow. This usually happens during tests. Oh joy.

He leaves the windows open when it rains, but somehow nothing ever gets wet. Harry and Hermione have a theory that it’s protection charms. (Really it’s a spell Severus made up when he was drunk because he was angry that umbrellas don’t have enough room under them for three, and he’s always been the most self-sacrificial person in his marriage.)

He regularly makes bets with Mcgonogall about the students’ love lives. Not money, but little things the other doesn’t want to do or buy. Dumbledore usually has to handle the Marauders’ detentions or give up one of his teddy bear guards for Mcgonogall’s experimental enjoyments. Mcgonogall has to do something embarrassing or let him borrow one of her glittery hats. They should really stop making bets at this point; the stakes and the winners are dreadfully predictable. He always wins when the bet is on a student’s sexuality or gender and she always wins when the bet is on who a student will end up with. Nonetheless, the bets continue. So too does their grumbling amusement.

He figured out how to make a broom invisible when he and Grindelwald first fell in love, so they could be showy with each other at their Greater Good rallies. They later used it for dates, prison breaks, and daring escapes complete with kisses under the moon. Once Grindelwald went to Azkaban, Dumbledore used it to find some privacy where he could grieve. Now, he uses it to travel around his classroom and Hogwarts and trick everyone into thinking he can fly by sheer will. Only Mcgonogall knows his secret. (And Severus, but Dumbledore doesn’t know that because he told him when he was black out drunk. So.)

He lets pygmy puffs sleep in his beard. Sorry, I don’t make the rules.

He once taught class while teetering on his feet because he had somehow gotten himself tangled in Christmas lights from shoulders to ankles and couldn’t move. (Sirius wandered in and saw this, cried he was laughing so hard, and then warbled his off-key way through as many Christmas carols as he could remember for the rest of class.) (Dumbledore tried to Silencio him but just fell over trying to make the wand movement. He broke his nose. Sirius almost had a panic attack because he couldn’t breathe from how hard he was laughing. By the end of this he had curled up in a fetal position on the floor, Remus was lying down next to him and muttering jokes to him, Mcgonogall was trying to fix Dumbledore’s face, and Severus had taken over the class. Not that they got much done - James was visiting that day. And him, Sirius, and Remus all laughing about the same thing rarely leads to a quiet and calm learning environment.) (They gave him a joint present of rainbow Christmas lights for his birthday - “Happy Gay Day, Professor!” - and he was not amused.) (Grindelwald was though. So was everyone else.)

He tends to mix up holidays in his head and often decorates for the wrong one. He goes all out too. He’s kind of a disaster, and so is his classroom. It became such a problem that the Marauders actually took pity on him and made him a very big calendar with all the holidays marked on it in glitter and fake jewels and flowers. It sits behind his desk and occasionally works.) (Occasionally.)

He’s queerplatonic partners with Mcgonogall. They held a friend-wedding and forced Severus to be the flowergirl. Harry officiated, Remus was Dumbledore’s best man, Sirius was Mcgonogall’s, James wasn’t given a job cause he was crying too much, Lily was in charge of taking care of James, and Peter was the ring bearer (he only lost them TWICE and they were ring pops anyway). Mcgonogall screeches at him a lot and Dumbledore can be depressive and neglectful because he misses Grindelwald but they love each other so it works. (And they’re the prime source of advice for James, Sirius, and Remus regarding their own queerplatonic relationship, for better or for worse.)

He puts his feet up on the desk even though it’s bad for his knees. Mcgonogall told him it’s bad for his knees and he has stubbornly put them up there every class since. (His knees are killing him but he will not give in to “a paranoid, batty old witch who doesn’t know shit about what’s good for me and wouldn’t if she was hit with an Imperio and I told her -” “I’M YOUR FUCKING PARTNER, YOU BLASPHEMOUS ARROGANT BRAT OF AN OLD FART!”)

Instead of walking around his classroom, he struts. (Yes, it worsens his knees.) He does strike poses, he does make obnoxious expressions, and he does look fabulous. WORK! (Yes, that was a Hamilton reference.)

He once taught class without a  face because Mcgonogall cursed him for “fucking up the alphabetical organization of my tea, you old twit. Honestly, Albus, it’s not that hard”. (How did he teach without a mouth, you ask? Easy, he used intermediate BSL (deaf students, plus Azkaban isn’t great on old men’s ears and he and Grindelwald are both gettin’ up there) and Sirius interpreted.) (Incredibly wrongly, crudely, and foul-mouth-ly, but nonetheless he interpreted.)

He has difficulty understanding the straight people in his class. He is fully accepting of everyone and wants the best for all of them, but when it comes to relationship advice, he’s shit.

Excerpt pulled from Pensieve of a conversation he had with a student who identified as female:

Dumbledore: “So your boyfriend is a dick, is what you’re saying?”

Student’s best friend: “Yes. Merlin, he’s such a dick. Would you believe he -”

Dumbledore: *looks at student and points to her best friend* “Why don’t you just date her?”

*cue red faces and sputtering*

(They did not take his advice.)

He wears bowties ALL THE TIME. If he’s not wearing a bowtie, there are bows in his hair and tying the ends of his beard together. Once he wore pigtails. It was great.

He has a habit of bursting into song randomly and performing full-blown Broadway musical numbers (yes, he can rap Guns and Ships at full speed). This usually involves all of the complex moves to be expected in a musical - dramatically climbing up the stairs while looking forlorn, leaping onto the desk and squatting as you launch into a whispered limerick, speedy costume changes - you know, the works. Sometimes Sirius and James back him up, if they’re there. Severus will take over teaching with a bored look on his face (“What are you looking at, Harry?” “Dad, there’s -” “I don’t see anything interesting happening, Harry.” *glares*) while Mcgonogall screeches at Dumbledore to “GET THE FUCK DOWN, YOU NARCISSISTIC HEATHEN!” It’s a problem.

When the Marauders challenge the dress code, Dumbledore is the first Professor to encourage it. While Sirius is perfectly confident in a skirt and Regulus isn’t far behind (neither is Severus, surprisingly), James and Remus are far more insecure. Dumbledore wears a tutu to class one day to show his support, and Remus wouldn’t stop smiling the rest of the day. (James just turned bright red and beamed when Sirius started laughing.) He also backed Lily up when she wore pants (along with Marlene, Dorcas, and Mary) by convincing Mcgonogall to wear pantsuits for a week. (Sirius, despite being a hardcore gay, was quite affected by this. Remus did not appreciate the water spit in his face and refused to kiss Sirius for a week.)

He plays Cecily Smith (Will Connolly) on the ukulele on late nights and stares out at the stars thinking of Grindelwald. Sometimes he forgets to turn off the Sonorus from earlier that day and ends up broadcasting his little song to the whole school. Sirius and Remus will dance to it in the common room while James watches his partners with a happy smile on his face (and Peter sleeps, because he’s tired and doesn’t force himself to stay up simply for the purpose of being cool or finishing that one assignment that isn’t due for another two weeks) (I’m sorry, do you feel called out?).

This man has weed brownies stashed away in his desk and he does eat them during class. He also offered one to Remus once, who is the only student that knows about the stash and tends to use marijuana for medical purposes (helping with anxiety and pain regarding the full moon, courtesy of my beautiful girlfriend who has never read nor seen Harry Potter but nonetheless insists to me that Remus Lupin is a stoner who wears red beanies). This prompted Sirius to ask for one, which Dumbledore refused, but then James joined in and they started a riot by standing on their desks and pumping their fists in the air and screaming, “BROWNIES FOR ALL!” while Remus giggled into his hand and was no help at all, so Dumbledore gave them each a brownie just to shut them up. (Sirius wouldn’t stop rambling about how pretty Remus’ eyes were, James was babbling on about unicorns, Severus was hissing at something no one else could see, Regulus was hissing at the same thing for some reason, Peter was crying because he couldn’t tell the difference between hamsters and gerbils and guinea pigs, and Lily was muttering pi under her breath until she fell asleep.) (Mcgonogall was unimpressed.) (No teatime for eight weeks. Damn.)

Dumbledore cares about all of his students, however little he shows it. He wants them to lead a better life than he did. And maybe fall in love with better people than he did.