#like why Didn’t I make them scream in the hate what the heck

[justanotheryellowsoul]

Had to draw that scene from Just Want You Close to Me (too close TOO CLOSE) by @therantingsage, bc mind meld fics were something I used to adore and I haven't read a good one in ages!!! (PLEASE check it out so there are more ppl for me to scream abt this with)

[snghnlvr]

[2] 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞. / park sunghoon

park sunghoon x fem reader!

synopsis : you’re in a crisis whether or not to avoid sunghoon forever after your indirect confession backfired, however sunghoon wants to know why you’re ignoring him. you realized that you can’t avoid him for the rest of your life.

here’s part one of take a chance with me!

includes : 2.1k words | cursing | jake and yunjin makes an appearance!! | angst to comfort to fluff !! | happy ending :3

extra : i didn’t expect so much love part one received T-T thank you so much for supporting it <3 | yn is me when i deal with a messy situation :// | sunghoon is touchy?? | both of them are a blushing mess lol | KISSING | i’m sorry if part two isn’t up to your expectations T-T

likes, comments, and reposts are very much appreciated <3

[below the cut]

“you like sunghoon!?” your best friend, yunjin shrieked. her eyes were wide and her mouth opened, leaning back in shock as both of you are sitting in your bed.

you nodded disappointedly, holding a pillow on your lap.

after what happened last week, you decided to share the news to your best friend, yunjin because one, you needed to rant to someone and two, you’re comfortable around her as she’s open minded with a lot of things - especially with boys.

“you mean, the park sunghoon?” she emphasized each other, leaning closer to you with each other and scanning you as if you’re lying.

you nodded once again. “alright yunjin, share it with the whole world!” you rolled your eyes with her as yunjin leaned back again, nibbling her lip. she was thinking of something to solve the situation you’re dealing with because heck she didn’t know how to fix this one.

“argh!” you groaned, laying down in your bed as you covered yourself in your fluffy blanket. you closed your eyes for a few seconds, trying to collect yourself and not rethink about last week.

yunjin just stared at you, eyes wandering all over your room. “well,” she started.

“sunghoon doesn’t know that it was you sending letters.”

you removed the blanket from your face, pouting at yunjin because she does have a point.

“but he said that he hates people sending him letters!” you shouted, once again putting the blanket over your head.

yunjin believes that you’re acting like a little girl. and you would think yourself too.

“but he doesn’t know that it’s you!”

“but he said it himself!”

at this point you kept arguing with yunjin, back and forth, screaming at each other’s faces. there was no solution except talking it out but you’re blushing at the thought of talking to him. you can’t bring yourself to talk to sunghoon, it’s just embarrassing.

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[now playing… take a chance with me by NIKI]

in the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take.

you looked out the window as it’s a free period from your class schedule. it was cleaning period so all of your classmates are all over the place. you leaned down with your arms planted down on the window. your eyes were scattering at the outside view from your building.

the faded music from your classroom that was played from your classmates, did not help you in moving on from park sunghoon, if anything it made yoh regret everything, even your rejected letters.

your eyes were following each snowflake in a way to stay awake. your tired eyes were starting to shut off due to your classes that were stressing you out. you were also mentally drained from thinking about sunghoon and what to do.

do you continue being friends with him after he indirectly broke your heart or just flatly avoid him like a coward you are? both of them doesn’t solve anything.

you heard sudden screaming from down the hall. your eyes shifted from the view to whatever commotion was happening. it was getting crowded by girls so you didn’t know that was happening.

you kept peeking at whatever was happening. you were curious of it.

your heart paused when you caught a glimpse of sunghoon.

after the news spread like rapid fire that sunghoon won #1st place in his competition, sunghoon’s popularity rose. girls started to like him more and people wanted to be friends with him. it worsen your chances of liking sunghoon.

you noticed sunghoon’s cheek dimples when girls started mini conversations with him especially complimenting him and giving him gifts as a way to congratulate him in getting #1st place.

you smiled at the sight, feeling bitter as the feelings you felt last week were reoccurring. you miss that smile of his.

maybe it is time to move on.

as you were standing up, grabbing the broom next to you to sweep up the dust on the floor, sunghoon finally noticed you.

he’s been wanting to talk to you, heck, even see you but you weren’t in his sight. even when in class, usually you would try to steal glances (yes sunghoon knew about it but didn’t say anything) across the room but now, you just focused on the work in front of you. not even sparing a glance at him.

he observed you, assuming, are you ignoring me? he even pouted when you just left class, walking past him when his eyes were planted to yours, trying to make you look at him.

and now he has this opportunity in front of him. you weren’t busy nor occupied with someone. he quickly apologized to the girls, saying that he has somewhere to go.

he tried to leave the scene, making sure he isn’t pushing anyone and tries to jog towards you with your back faced towards him.

“y/n!”

you froze, recognizing the voice that was calling to you.

you turned around like a deer caught in headlights. you saw sunghoon breathing heavily, “hey..” he smiled upon looking at you.

you didn’t smile back, as you were shocked. you never expected a situation like this, not in public.

so you ran. you ran away away from him like the freak you are.

sunghoon was confused, standing still for a few seconds before his body moved to his own accord. he started chase after you. he was right about his assumption,

you were avoiding him.

that drove him motivation to more to run after you.

sunghoon noticed that you would walk the other direction if he approached you or look away if spared a glance at you. he wanted to know why. he wanted to know what’s wrong even if he didn’t do anything.

you didn’t know why your tears started falling after you made eye contact with sunghoon. your past emotions were resurfacing and you didn’t want to see sunghoon witness your pathetic side.

you wanted to run away and hide from sunghoon.

you didn’t know where you were going.

your legs soon gave up and you ended up in the school’s backyard. you were by yourself which was a good thing because no one will have to see you cry.

you were shivering like crazy because yeah, you just ran away towards outside when it’s snowing and you have nothing but a skirt (your school had heaters so you don’t feel cold once you enter) and a cardigan.

so smart y/n…

you were panting like crazy as if you ran 8 miles. you placed a hand on the wall to catch your breath.

“y/n..” a voice trailed behind you, also panting.

fucking park, did you follow me?

you turned around to see sunghoon with his messy hair and his messed up uniform. you noticed that he had a messy collar from running. you know you can’t run away from this situation.

“why..” you muttered at him with glossy eyes. you were undoubtedly confused as to why he followed you.

sunghoon slowly walked towards you and you noticed that he was holding his long coat in his arms. you looked back at him with hurt visible on his expression.

“why are you avoiding me?”

you were at a loss of words at the sudden confrontation. your heart was beating like crazy and you curse at yourself as to why you can’t form a single sentence. geez you might believe that sunghoon probably hates you.

“um..” come on y/n think!

sunghoon was staring at you, expecting a response but as he saw you shivering like a dog, he approached to you with his coat. he stood in front of you which didn’t help yourself form words.

he wrapped it around your body, sending electric shocks in your body from his fingers touching your shoulders. you slowly looked up at sunghoon as he made sure to cover every inch of your body with his coat, even if it’s touching the floor.

“whatever i did,” sunghoon was fixing the collar as you kept staring at him with a sad smile. “i’m sorry.” he finally looked at you. your eyes started to swell up with tears like a crybaby.

you looked down so sunghoon wouldn’t see your tears falling. “you don’t understand,” you whispered. “you hate people like me.” you swore that your voice cracked.

sunghoon tilted his head at that assumption. “who told you that?” he tried lowering his head to look at you. “i would never hate you.” he softly said, hands slowly placed onto your shoulders, gently massaging them to ease you.

“whoever said that is a bitch.” you chuckled at sunghoon’s words. how ironic.

“i guess you’re a bitch.” you looked up to him with a slight, amused smile. his eyebrows quirked at your words. you looked at him and noticed the snowflakes on his hair. you wanted to remove them but you held back.

“what do you mean? have i said anything?” you can hear the genuineness in his tone. you can’t be mad at him forever, it’s not even his fault.

“those love letters,” you decided to just spill it out. “do you why they’re gone? why you’re not receiving them?” you didn’t expect a response. “because they were from me sunghoon. i wrote the letters to you.”

now it was sunghoon’s turn to be frozen. his hands stopped massaging you, his lips puffed out air in shock, and his eyes are slightly wide. you couldn’t handle his stare so you sniffled, looking down.

you expected a disgusted look from sunghoon and let him reject you. what you didn’t expect is that, it didn’t happen. your imagination became false when you felt his lips onto yours.

you felt like time stopped. your eyes were wide in shock and your body became still. you felt sunghoon’s fingers slowly reach your waist, digging into them to be closer to you.

his eyes were close and his lips were slowly moving, hesitant to continue. your eyes were slowly closing as you realized that sunghoon is indeed kissing you.

you can hear your rapid heartbeat echoing in your head and you stopped crying. you can imagine yourself a blushing mess and your thoughts are all over the place.

the park sunghoon is kissing me.

sunghoon let go (unfortunately) and looked at you while you were processing at what happened. sunghoon saw your cheeks becoming more red but didn’t comment about it. he instead, fixed your hair strands from your face and put them behind your ear. he noticed a snowflake falling onto your nose. he wanted to kiss it but he controlled himself.

“i’m sorry. i didn’t know it were yours.” sunghoon’s hand slowly reached to the side of your face, his thumb staying at your tear stained cheek as he gently rubbed your skin. you leaned towards his soft touch. “fuck y/n i really am sorry.” he apologized once again, feeling utterly terrible.

“i only said that because i like you. i only said that bullshit because i’m in love with you, not anyone else. i didn’t want anyone else but you.” you were at a loss of words.

“i like the way you help others before yourself, how passionate you look like talking about the things you like, how you look so focused on the classes i don’t even like, the cookies you baked for the class, i liked them. i liked every bite of them. i like your eyes, your hair, your voice-” your eyes dilated at the sudden confession sunghoon is making about you as he starts looking at the ground because he can’t look at you in the eyes when he’s confessing his love for you.

“shit i-i didn’t know it was yours, i didn’t mean to hurt you last week-“ sunghoon was rambling whatever what was coming on top of his head. he wanted to ramble to show how regretful he is.

“hey,” you softly spoke, catching sunghoon’s attention. he looked at you with sadness and disappointment, especially in himself. he doesn’t deserve a girl like you. you just smiled at him as he was wondering why you aren’t punching him in the face.

well, you did call him a bitch…

“you didn’t know it was from me, it’s only natural to react like that. i became an idiot and didn’t talk to you about the letters, i was just a coward because i was scared to be rejected by you.” you chuckled at yourself, shivering at the cold despite being covered by sunghoon’s coat.

sunghoon noticed and pulled the coat tighter on you. he even buttoned you up so the snow won’t touch your clothes. you can’t help but feel warm on the inside. “yeah an idiot for running without a jacket.” he replied, pouting at your stubbornness.

“i’m assuming that you threw them away?” you asked sunghoon as he guilty looked away. you weren’t mad at him, for he didn’t know. “i’ll start writing them again.” you said confidently. you didn’t know where your boldness was coming from.

sunghoon looked at you with sparks on his eyes. “but on one condition.” you suddenly said, using your index finger.

“mhm go on i’m listening.” sunghoon stared at you with a loving gaze and his hands wrapped around your waist and you suddenly can’t speak.

is this his way of flirting?

abruptly, you stood on your tippy toes and pecked his lips. sunghoon was caught off guard when he felt your lips on him. you looked at him innocently when his lips were ajar. you smiled cheekily at him.

“shit y/n,” he pressed his chest with his palm. “you can’t do stuff like that.” he pouted and you can’t help but giggle at the sight you’re seeing.

“like what?”

sunghoon leaned down towards you. “two can play that game.” you saw sunghoon smirked as he whispered to you, feeling his warm breath onto your skin.

you were about to ask him what he meant but he beat you to it when both of his hands cupped your face, making your cheeks squished. he smiled at the sight before kissing you once again and the warm feeling inside of you happens once again. both of you felt it.

the feeling, it felt so right. your lips felt perfect onto his. you smiled against the kiss and sunghoon felt it. he smiled into the kiss as well. he tilted his head to the side, kissing you deeper. you couldn’t breathe both literally and figuratively.

both of you stopped, panting for air. both of you leaned away but sunghoon still cupped your cheeks because he wanted to be close to you. both of you were a blushing mess but kept quiet about it as you kept smiling towards each other, never wanting this to end. you both leaned your foreheads together, being silent but staring into each other’s eyes.

“what the fuck.”

sunghoon turned around and saw jake. you squinted your eyes from afar and saw yunjin staring. the two of them stared at the both of you with a stunned expression.

can’t wait to explain this one.

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thank you for reading ! <3

@yizhoutv

[kimetsu-chan]

Okay okay okay-

so the hike I went on today was a part of a social gathering for my age group.

I met this kid there (gonna use they/them pronouns for them bc my dummy self didn’t get the chance to ask before I left)

and- omg

this is like the only time I will ever like my rosacea(I typically hate it and how pink it makes my cheeks), because boy was I blushing BAD

like, I could feel it

and IS THIS WHAT BUTTERFLIES FEEL LIKE?? WHY DOES MY STOMACH FEEL ALL WEIRD AND TWISTY AND WHY DOES THIS PERSON MAKE ME WANNA SCREAM(in a good way)

We introduced ourselves as we were in line for nine-square(a game) and I was just like: o///o

I’m already an awkward person, okay, but I had no idea what the heck to say, I’m glad I got in the game before we could have much of a conversation because I know I would’ve been stuttering/stumbling over my words like crazy

and when I had to leave- OMSHSJDHS THEY SPECIFICALLY CALLED OUT AND SAID GOODBYE TO ME WHILE THEY WERE STILL IN THE GAME-

I don’t think it’s a crush yet, bc I don’t know them very well, but DANG. I DONT THINK IVE EVER REACTED LIKE THIS TO SOMEONE I THOUGHT WAS CUTE

[katyawriteswhump]

the power of love, part 11 (steddie, steve whump fic, stobin)

Alternate ending S4: Steve has a habit of surviving near death experiences then getting sick for no reason. And Eddie and those fatal bat bites? After an impossible feat of mouth-to-mouth resuscitation from Steve, he’s mysteriously fixed. So, Eddie’s back to being banished, this time with Steve and Robin in tow. Eddie’s healing, but Steve isn’t… and life gets even more confusing, when Eddie develops feelings for Steve, which aren’t entirely unrequited.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 12 Part 13

(also on AO3 here and as part of my steve whump fic series)

Steve POV

1978—Lover’s Lake

Steve sinks, pulls upward with all he’s got left. He bursts through the surface, screaming: “Dad! Mom! Dad? I’m… lost… Heeeelp!”

The dark waters close seamlessly above his head.

His panic dies quickly, along with the burning pressure in his chest. He sees a swimmer approaching across the depths, like a light rippling through gloom. Their face is kind and strange—he can’t tell if they’re young or really old, or a guy or girl.

“Not yet,” they say. Their arms fold around him, and he’s calm and he isn’t cold. 

Until he is. 

A thousand icy needles jab at his skin, and he whimpers at the sensation of being dragged, carried. Voices shout in harsh, frightening tones, and then…

Apart from in his dreams, he doesn’t see THEM again for another seven years.

“Who do you work for?” demands that Soviet son-of-a-bitch, for the billionth time. 

Steve is tied up, bloodied, not sure if he’s laughing or crying. He’s sure as heck losing his mind, and… wtf? 

The other Soviet bastard raises his hand.

“Oh, come on! No, no, no, seriously?”

Steve doesn’t see the blow coming. Pain flashes up and darkness slams down—the darkness of blood, a rising, relentless tide. It washes him back into that calm place, and all his panic and pain float away.

He sees THEM again, in the fearless dark. 

“Still not yet,” they whisper.

The echoes hook him back. It’s Robin: “Help, heeeeelp!”

Oh yeah, they’ve been captured by the Soviets.

“My ears are ringing,” he tells her, “I can’t properly breathe, and I feel like my eyes’s about to pop out of my skull. Apart from that, I’m doing pretty good.”

He shouldn’t be, though. If there wasn’t so much else to be shitting himself about, he’d be yelling it loud enough to deafen them both. After that mauling from Hargrove, the doctor’s warning had been brutal. Any more head trauma, and he might have a stroke, a brain bleed, go blind, deaf, lose his memory, go mad. He could even die. He should be dead now, right?

Then it all gets even whackier. 

A blue tide rushes through the Soviet base. He yells for Robin, but everything’s already obliterated. The waters carry him along, limbs flailing free, no longer hurting, not even so scared. He knows it’s THEM, although this tsunami isn’t gentle. It’s Niagara levels of powerful and near as water can get to fire and fury. 

“You’ll know,” they tell him. “You’ll know when it’s time to come home.”

Then he’s back in the present, slowly waking up.  

He figures he’s been dreaming. Yeah, about those evil Soviets, and about… stuff that didn’t happen. Where the hell did that flood and fire crap come from?

“You’ll know when it’s time to come home.”

It’s deeply freaky, and he hates it. And Jesus Christ, why is his shoulder a screaming mess of pain? He opens his eyes.

“Robin?” She’s in her usual spot, sitting on the edge of his bunk. 

“Steve? Oh, thank God!”

“What happened this time? I’m so sick of…” He raises his head, flops it back again. There’s a bone-deep ache through his neck and both his arms. His wrists feel mangled. “Shit! Somebody was coming! Did they… Where’s Eddie?”

She puffs through her nostrils. “It’s okay. It was Hopper and El.”

Yeah, that makes some sorta sense. Hopper and Eleven were on the run too, after all. “Where’s Eddie? Is he all right?”

“Don’t ask me. Not spoken to him since he left you unconscious, hanging by one wrist. What was he even thinking?”

Blood rushes to Steve’s face. “That wasn’t entirely his fault. Honestly, I… uh…”

“I don’t care if you begged him on one knee! It was utterly moronic.”

“Listen, I was a moron too—it was matching moronic-ness. We were fooling around, and… Look, I passed out after he left to warn you. Before that, I basically forced him to go.”

“Forced him while roped up? You get yet another pass, Dingus. It’s gonna take a short-to-medium-length Ice Age for him to earn the same.”

Steve sighs hard. He’ll talk her around when he’s gotten the energy.

“Steve, can I ask you something?” She picks at the last flakes of that nail polish..

“If I said ‘no,’ would it make any difference?”

“Do you know anything about the fantastically random rainstorm last night?”

“About the whut?” 

His mind starts racing, in sync with his pulse. Trouble is, he’s beginning to get it. He knows that they—that thing in Lover’s Lake—saved his life. More than once. He still hasn’t got a clue about the rain. Or has he?

You freaked out last night, and thunder clouds hijacked your brain.

“Steve? You okay?”

“Jesus, I’m…” Nope, still not great. He slowly sits up. Under the blanket, he’s shirtless. He catches his left arm with his right, cradling it.

“Does your shoulder hurt bad?”

“No, Robin. It’s just randomly gone purple. Gonna be pitching for the Hoosiers this weekend for sure.” He notices one of his wrists is bandaged. “Got any of those left? Guess I’ll need a sling or something.”

“Yeah, I tried the lake water trick. Not much happened this time. On the other hand, Hopper said it was a miracle you didn’t dislocate it, so…  I’ll, uh, go get him. He’s got a ton of fresh supplies."

She goes, and Steve painfully eases his way into a clean shirt. It turns out to be another Hellfire Club one, which Eddie brought back from his meet at Skull Rock. Oh genius, Henderson, just brilliant! Get Eddie and me walking around with targets painted on our chests, why don’t you? Worse, I’m gonna look like a nerd. With TERRIBLE HAIR. The effort of getting his sweater on over it all, literally brings tears to his eyes. 

Then he sits up straight, on the edge of the bunk. He supports his bad arm, while forcing his features into his best ‘don’t-give-a-damn’ mask. 

When Hopper stoops under the door of the bunkroom, Steve’s jaw drops anyhow. He barely recognises the guy. Uh… wow? He’s not wearing a police uniform, but he still looks in goddamn charge, with an Indiana-Jones style hat that screams authority. He’s even gotten his hands on what looks like a police-issue firearm, in a halter at his side.

“Hey,” says Hopper. “You got yourself pretty beat up again, huh?”

“My shoulder hurts,” he whispers. It comes out so humiliatingly shakily, that when Hopper takes off his hat and sits down beside him, Steve looks away sharply. Oh, for Christ’s sake! He sniffs, dabs his eyes, pulls himself together. “It’s not so bad,” he mumbles.

“Yeah? You got tough joints, kid.”

Steve bites his lip to the point of pain.

Hopper’s brought a first-aid kit, and he fashions a sling for him. As he does, he fills Steve in on a few more details of how the hell he came back from the dead. Also, about what’s been going on in Hawkins, which is basically under military occupation. He ties the sling behind Steve’s neck, squeezes his good shoulder. “You take it easy. Sun’s up and we’ll be off in a few minutes.”

Hopper heads out. Steve scowls at his back. 

He ought to be relieved Hopper’s here. Admittedly, he’s been a total flop at taking care of himself and the others. Which only makes him more pissed with Hopper. How could somebody go through that in a Soviet gulag, win a wrestling match with demo-gorgons, and still come out alive, swinging, and the toughest dude in the state?

He gets his sneakers on and staggers as far as the door. Robin is loading the remnants of their supplies into an armoured Humvee, painted in military khaki and spattered with mud. Hopper’s fiddling under the hood, and Eleven hovers nearby. She gives Steve a sort-of smile, which he returns, while seething, 

That sick son-of-a-bitch Brenner took her hair again?

 “Where’s Eddie?” he asks, stepping further out, while fighting a wave of dizziness.

“Skulking,” calls Eddie, sloping out from some hiding spot. Robin folds her arms and stomps away. Steve squelches across the sticky ground toward Eddie. He looks so forlorn—hair flattened like a soggy puppy’s—that Steve can’t help grinning. 

“Sorry,” mouths Steve. “Sucky timing, huh?”

Eddie pulls a silly face, which doesn’t reach his pink eyes. Steve edges closer. Eddie shuffles back, looking genuinely spooked, which sends Steve’s mood into free-fall. 

He sits down heavily on Eddie’s empty beer-crate and nods at the Humvee. “You guys stole that baby?”

“Had to get around the roadblocks somehow,” says Hopper. “That rain churned up a ton of mud. It’s gonna slow them down, but it’s gonna slow us down too. We gotta move.”

“We? Why are we all going?” Steve hates this idea. Even more than he hates how he’s defaulting to surly teenager mode. He wonders—not for the first time though not for the billionth—if his actual parents have given him up for dead. “Don’t wanna seem ungrateful, Chief, but I really don’t feel like a road trip.” 

“O’Sullivan has torn Hawkins apart, searching for El. Next, he’s gonna have the army sweep this whole area. You won’t stand a chance.”

“Can’t we go back to those caves?” Steve mumbles toward his mud-flecked sneakers. 

“When they find you,” says Hopper, “best-case scenario—they hand Munson here over the police, or the cronies who count for it these days. Worst case-scenario? O’Sullivan keeps hold of him, as well as you.”

“Why the heck would some army guy be interested in me?”

He senses Hopper close in. “You signed the NDAs, Steve. They know YOU know about Eleven. They’ve interrogated Joyce and Jonathan, but there’s only so much they can do with people they can’t easily ‘disappear.’ If they think you’ve got intel as to her whereabouts… You get where I’m going with this?”

“So what?” Steve can’t look up. Like before, he can’t let Hopper see. “W-won’t be the first time I’ve been tortured.”

“Yeah, and I’m sorry, kid. But tough talk ain’t gonna save you.”

“They kill people,” says Eleven. “I didn’t want to run, to leave Mike. To leave Max.” She sounds so very sad. “We had no choice.”

“I honestly don’t think we have much choice either, Steve,” says Robin, emerging from the cabin behind with the blankets. “Hop’s got more bottled water from Lover’s Lake in the truck. If you get sick or hurt, it could help.”

On being reminded of all that shit, Steve rubs his face, groans.

“We gonna talk about that now?” asks Eddie. “You know, the ginormous, soggy elephant spouting water out of its trunk? The one giving Steve buffed-to-the-max powers?”

“Powers?” Steve’s forced laugh comes out way too loud. “El can throw cars around with her mind, rip holes in dimensions. I can heal stuff. A bit. Then I pass out for half a day. It’s pointless.”

“Neeeewsflash,” sings Eddie. “You brought me back from the dead. Not pointless, I hope.”

Steve laughs again, totally hollow. What Eddie says feels fake, somehow. Was that even really him, or… Ugh, his head is too muddled.

“Using my powers tires me out too,” adds Eleven.

“Uh, hello? Can we please discuss the super-magical weather?” Having flung the bedding in the Humvee, Robin flings her arms toward the skies. “Twice, we were in danger. Twice, Steve rearranged the heavens to cover our sorry asses.”

Steve huffs: “Robin, I have no control over—"

“You have to learn control,” says Eleven.

“We can talk about this on the journey.” Hopper takes Steve by the elbow. He urges him to his feet, finally forcing Steve to slam him with a full-on glare. “C’mon, get in.”

Part 12

tags: @estrellami-1 @kal-ology @finntheehumaneater (thank you, thank you, thank you!) If anybody else would like to be tagged on this fic or any of my writing, please let me know :) Reblogs, comments and likes also very much appreciated :) Thank you for reading so far :)

(also part of my steve whump fic series on AO3)

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[cryptid-ghoulette]

Here in the still

Trying my hand at some raindrop angst with a happy ending. Poor Rain is exhausted and tired of feeling like a burden. definitely not a self insert. (also i probably wouldnt have posted this without @sister-nyx being rad as heck) nothing graphic, but some negative self talk, depression, chronic illness and angst (but happy ending)

WC - 1037

The good days were beginning to be outnumbered by the bad ones, and Rain's resentment towards his broken body was growing, settling into each crack and hollow inside his brittle and increasingly unstable bones. The aches became a part of him, something so familiar that he's worried he'd miss now if it ever left. He hated that thought because he knew it was probably true.

The others were always understanding, doting on him on days he could barely stand, holding him upright long enough to move from one collapsing surface to the next. Mount always had warm tea for him, Lus always let him use her softest blanket, and Phantom was always good for some healing hugs. Still, he wished they'd stop holding him like something so fragile, something that might break if held too tightly. He could feel the mix of pity and love, and the taste lingered sickly sweet in the back of his throat each time they fawned over him.

Some days, even leaving his room felt like too much, wishing desperately that his bed sheets would swallow him like an ocean and never let go. Tired of fighting with his own body, tired of being a burden to the others, especially his precious Dewdrop. It was just all too much.

Today was one of the bad days, but he didn’t know that until he got out of bed, and his knees immediately gave way underneath him, crumpling to the floor with a dull thud, leaving him sobbing into the carpet.

Dew rushed in immediately upon hearing the sound and found Rain on the floor, curled up into a ball, knees tucked as tight against his chin as he could possibly get them. The smaller ghoul quietly leaned over to touch Rain's shoulder, but the pain was too much, and he let out a venom-less hiss, part warning, part plea, unsure what he wanted or needed at this moment, unable to focus on anything other than the pain radiating through his entire body. Startled, Dew quickly pulled his hand back, before placing it down again, making a soothing hum in some small effort to calm him down.

Dew was always patient with him, more than he could ever have expected or possibly deserved. The fire ghoul constantly tried to heal the broken parts of him with equal parts heat and love, never letting Rain push him away, no matter how many times he’s yelled at him out of frustration and exhaustion to just leave him alone, let him rot in peace. He simply holds him, letting the water ghoul yell and cry and kick and scream until he aches, and there’s nothing left to cry.

He knew there had to be a breaking point though, not just for Dew, but for the others as well. A burden can only be carried for so long until it gets too heavy and you just have to put it down, and that's exactly what he was - a burden.

His stomach twisted into knots, his thoughts loudly telling him that Dew wouldn’t want to be with someone like him; he should be with someone stronger, not a weak, achy, broken water ghoul.

Rain's frustration boiled over as he snapped at Dew, his voice shaking with a mix of pain and anger.

"Why are you still here, Dew?"

His words came out sharper than expected.

"I don’t need the pity or constant hovering from you or the others. Just leave me alone!"

His outburst hung in the air, a heavy silence settling between them. Tears stung the corners of his eyes, and he felt a pang of guilt for lashing out at Dew. He knew the fire ghoul meant well, the fire ghoul loved him, but he was too exhausted to feel remorse at the moment. Raising his voice had made him dizzy, his brain too fuzzy with pain to think clearly.

He looked up to see Dew, his eyes glassy, his face showing a mix of concern and understanding. Dew's hand was still on his shoulder, still trying to soothe him. Even after he told him to leave, even after yelling at him for just trying to help.

He squeezed his eyes shut, his chest impossibly tight as he let the tears finally fall. The anger finally breaking the wall, drowning him in a flood of emotions; grief, remorse, fear, as he sank fully to the ground.

"I'm sorry,"

Rain choked out between sobs, his voice barely a whisper now.

"I didn’t mean... I just..."

Dew sank down on his knees beside him, gently rubbing the space between his horns.

“It’s okay, Lilypad. Just let it out. I'm right here."

His brain was still screaming at him, he wanted to push Dew away, yell at him, throw out words with such venom that it could never be undone, make the fire ghoul hate him, finally pushing him away for good.

But Dew remained beside him, whispering softly as his thumb smoothed the rough edges of his horns, and despite what his brain was trying to tell him, he felt safe.

Eventually, Rain's sobs quieted, and he tried to push himself up from the carpet, just enough to collapse into Dew's chest, leaning heavily into him, letting his arms wrap around him tightly.

Dew gently lifted Rain's chin up, his heart sinking when he saw just how tired the water ghoul was, eyes a dull blue, red-rimmed, and sunken. He placed a soft kiss on the water ghoul's forehead, quietly asking, “Are you okay to listen?”

Rain nodded, closing his eyes, taking a moment to savor the warmth from Dew's lips.

“I need you to understand. You're not a burden, Rain," he said firmly. "You're a part of our family, and we're here for you, no matter what.” He could see the disbelief creeping over Rain's face; he knew his mind wasn't going to let him believe it, but he kept speaking,

“You will always be wanted, and loved, by all of us,” he paused, considering his words,

“especially by me.”

Rain felt a tug at the corners of his mouth—an honest smile, fragile but real. “Thank you,” he whispered, burying his face back into Dew's chest.

“Anytime, Angelfish.”

[berrypass-de-murdler]

89. The Post-Production Process

So like I have said my only outside-of-family human interaction comes from my Discord server, so I would very much love if anyone else was willing to join :3 It's a safe space for any (SAFE) discussion and any fandoms/art projects and stuff... only for people I know though bc I hate public servers.

so if you'd be willing to join lmk, I need frens ;w; <3

Mx. Tangerine is FINALLY FINALLY HERE (you think they'd be here a bit sooner for how often they show up), they are Champagne's American cousin and also, for no apparent reason, a mechanic! I LOVVEEE how they turned out ToT

That leaves only one more character left for book 1 that doesn't have a design... and if you can name them you get idfk rip

DON'T READ THE EPISODES UNTIL YOU'VE FINISHED THE FIRST BOOK!!

MIDNIGHT: Welp. The movie is done. LOGICO: OH, THANK GOODNESS. [flops] I am so done with this. MIDNIGHT: I was being lame. The movie isn’t done. The shooting is. You have so much more work to do. LOGICO: LIKE WHAT?!? I DIDN’T EVEN DO ANYTHING IN THE MOVIE!! MIDNIGHT: We have to edit, score, sound mix, colour correct, and you need to solve the murder of the assistant editor. LOGICO: Seriously

The assistant editor was human. Obviously they were doomed to die. Maybe by the hands of Lavender?? Or Pearl, or Dusty, the actual film people. Or that other idiot.

ABALONE: A-LIST ABALONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY!!!

You know, the clam woman. 

Anywho. Dusty is stomping around at the post-production lab.

DUSTY: DAMN IT TO HECK! I WANTED TO BE IN THIS FUCKIN’ MOVIE! I DID! ME!!

And Lord Lavender is… ironically… driving a golf cart around, making little vroom-vroom noises.

LOGICO: [ahem] Well. LAVENDER: [violent scream] WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE??? LOGICO: Now who’s a rough-and-tumble guard tower militant? LAVENDER: AAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUU! 

He tries to run Logico over, and doesn’t manage. Logi dives and rolls. He waddles to some bench and looks at the stars and… 

LOGICO: What is… happening? What… what is my life? Why are things like this? I just nearly got steamrolled by a llama in a golf cart, I… [hhhhhh]

His hands shake, and he picks up the phone again. Despite his efforts, there is no answer, and a tear falls from his single eye as the recording plays.

“I’m sorry. I’m currently away from the phone right now. If this is Deductive Logico, then the marot says that a film strip was in the water tower.”

Logi takes a deep breath and tries to recover from his sudden breakdown. Turns out Logi wasn’t the only person flattened by Lavender’s new toy.

LAVENDER: You can’t jail a lord! It’s against the law! LOGICO: I’m too lazy to check your kill count but truly, everyone does this, just… be quiet and get over it. 

Logico watches him be dragged away, very unsatisfied. His stomach clenches and his eye warbles. Something is wrong.

ABALONE: I WAS GOING TO REVENGE MY FATHER!!! LOGICO: ‘Avenge’. ‘AVENGE’ your father. [facepalm]

She’s probably not the only thing bothering him, right?

The end!

I lov you!

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers!

[buckybringsviolets]

Can I get a letter from 40s Bucky? Like an enemies to lovers one. Where he lists all the things that annoys him about her and then confesses that he actually loves them and her? A little angst to sweet sweet fluff?

Love>Hate

Hope this is what you had in mind!

40's Bucky X Female Reader

600+ words

No warnings except for lovesick Buck

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  Little troublemaker,

      You asked me why I hate you so I’m gonna tell ya. I’m gonna try to keep my cool and not curse, but dammit doll, no one makes my blood boil like you do. And before you go and call me chicken for not confronting you in person with this, I’m only writin’ you ‘cause I don’t want to catch heck from Steve. 

Okay, here goes, right outta the gate, when we first met, at the age of 8. When Steve introduced you. “Bucky?! What kinda name’s that? Sounds like your ma & pa named you after a dog.” You then started giggling, Stevie joining in with ya. “It’s a nickname, short for Buchanan, my middle name.” I told you, a smirk on my face. And you just smiled at me.

 Even then, so young, but such a know-it-all. The way you talked, like you know everything, rattling off facts left and right, Ol’ Stevie just listening to ya like you’re the smartest person alive or something. “Did you know that horses and cows can sleep standing but only dream when lying down?” you’d look so proud, waiting for me to say something. “Yeah, that’s really something sweetheart.” 

 Speaking of Steve, don’t think I didn’t notice how you worked your way into his heart, by the time we were starting middle school it became Y/N & Steve this, Stevie & Y/N that. Stevie said you always asked about me, wondering why I was around much, but I think you were just looking to tease me about something. 

  That summer, between middle & high school? The trip the 3 of us took to Coney Island? Not only did you chase away Betty McIntosh (she was a real cookie! ��) but you won that stuffed bear, THEN gave it to me! Jesus, doll, I wanted to win one for you!

  I’m not even going to start in on prom. Every girl I asked, every one, said no way, that I was too hung up on you. “Y/N?! Are you nuts?” then they’d say “Yes, y/n!”  I honestly don’t know what you told them to say that. But you must’ve said something. 

    And now, the way you go out with these guys, active duty men, I nicely warn you about them, ask you where they’re planning on taking ya. And you get all feisty with me “that’s none of your concern Bucky!”  Just me looking out for you, and you’ve gotta get all upset with me. Just being a gentleman and all I catch is flak.

  Doll, I’m gonna be a bit honest here, you kinda stunned me with what you said. “Bucky, why do you hate me?” a look on your face like I ain’t never seen before, something like concern, maybe heartbreak? And me, hate YOU? That is most certainly not something I could ever feel for you. 

  From the first time I saw you, when Stevie said “ this is y/n y/l/n, she’s new in town.” I knew. I was hooked. Doll, you are everything to me and more. But how could I ever tell you just how perfect you are? Not when I’m so… so not perfect. So I pushed you away. For your own good. Convinced myself you were better off without a mess up like myself. 

  So hate is not what I feel towards, for, you. Love, adoration, deep affection, definitely. You are amazing, gorgeous, so amazingly smart, generous to a fault. How could I not adore you, doll face? 

  Now before you start screaming at me, cut me some slack. I know I’m a dope, Stevie lets me know that every chance he gets. I’m crazy ‘bout you sweetheart, so maybe my brains a bit fried. 

 How about you let me take you out? Little dancing, a quick bite to eat, try my damndest to make it up to ya. Because y/n, you are IT for me. The endgame. ‘Till the end of line doll. 

  My love, always

  James Buchanan Barnes

[wings-of-sapphire]

ANNY ANNY OHMIGOSH

LIVE CHAPTER 16 REACTION

GO CHECK OUT @annymation’s “KINGDOM OF WISHES” REWRITE

(Spoiler warning for Wish and ig some Hazbin Hotel and The Owl House too since I reference them)

(Regular warning bc MATE THIS IS LONG AS FUCK)

(Oh also swear warning)

That gif of Magnifico in the beginning looks way too adorable to be a psychopath

SCREAMS YES instead of “ow my chest has heartburn” I NEED THE GUT-WRENCHING SCREAMS

LIKE VAGGIE HAVING HER WINGS RIPPED OFF SCREAMS

UGH he’s evil but he loves his wife

WAIT IS HE GONNA BRAINWASH HER INTO BEING A PRINCESS

DRAWING YES IS IT GONNA BE THE MAGIC CARPET

Oh bubbles that works too (also irony)

Imma trust that Valentino made it in a bubble too bc YOU ARE NOT killing off the animal sidekick okay I would rather Magmaya win than Val be killed

YES BABY IS OKAY

Man Dahlia you gonna leave your mother behind?

”ANOTHER PERSON I LOVE” YES GIVE US THAT CONFESSION ASHA

Disney Channel

It’s giving Onward

OOH or Frozen yk Elsa and the staircase scene

NOOO ASTER BABY

“Love of his life” DAM YOU ANNY WHY MAKE OUR BOY SUFFER

Amaya is channeling her inner Gothel rn

Ooh I love Lydia the Bard!

ARGH THEY’RE EVIL BUT THEY LOVE EACH OTHER

Mysterious language? Star dialect?

”Last star I see tonight” ANNY

AHAKSJAKS THIS IN A MINOR KEY

ASTER BABY THE SCREAMS

Oh so they’re becoming Stars interesting

CALLING HER A WITCH OUTRIGHT

Dam Eris was one of my first fictional crushes (bisexual ass) so now I’m wondering if Amaya should be one too

”Hate but also love” it’s giving “Out For Love” by Carmilla

But Magmaya is out for love too… SHEJWJSKJS COUPLE GOALS IF THEY WEREN’T MENTALLY DERANGED

SINGING AT THE SAME TIME >>>>>

THE TROPE EVER

LIKE A MADRIGAL BUT SAME VIBES

Noooo Aster

Hey orchestra of stars above where the heck are you

Aster I love you but they have no humanity left

HE’S DYING ASHA GIVE HIM THE TRUE LOVE’S KISS

YOU BOTH CONFESSED MAKE IT BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Yikes Amaya you’re usually the brains now you’re choosing to spare her?

Ig since you’re in love it would be torture for you but cmon girl

FUCKING “I LOVE YOU” NO WHERE’S THE FUCKING MAGIC OF TRUE LOVE WHY IS HE NOT REVIVING

AGSJAJSKSJS IT’S GIVING LUZ NOCEDA

Oop gotta add a ToH spoiler warning now too ig

Brb

Okay back YK THE LIGHT ORB SHE FADES INTO

AND WE GOT ASHA PARALLEL TO AMITY HOLDING HER SOULMATE’S SOUL GLOW THING

AHSJAJSKS HAVE ASHA GO EDA/ KING FERAL

SHE FUCKING CONFESSED BACK ANNY MAKE THEM ALIVE AGAIN

Omfg battle outfit (AND MORE! THAN! JUST! SPARKLES!)

Omg yeah the dress fits so well with the star-chest thing

SHE HAS PUPILS idk why I was so hyped about that

IT’S GIVING “You’ll Be in My Heart”

VAL BABY

Wait next chapter? This seems like the conclusion Anny I’m scared

Omigosh these two royal idiots in love

I I bet they’re giggling and holding hands while destroying precious memories of their citizens

”Feels something changing” eh? Sorry it’s just canon!Wish didn’t give us much but the novelization is very AshaxDahlia heavy

YES SIMON HELPS THAT WOULD’VE MADE HIS MOVIE COUNTERPART BETTER

HE STANDS UP AND SINGS AND PROVES HE’S WILLING TO GO AGAINST MAGGIE

THE YOUNG GENERATION IS SINGING IT, BREAKING THE CYCLE OF VIOLENCE

Although Asha has her Sabino… maybe ghosts/ spirits of her loved ones? I always imagined the scene “A Wish Worth Keeping” would have her family’s spirits (in blue) smiling and cheering her on… sparkly ofc

YES this scene in the movie was my favorite bc it FELT DRAMATIC

I said before “Knowing What I Know Now” was my fav but Anny I changed my mind “Wish (Reprise)” is my favorite

YES TAKE BACK YOUR KINGDOM FROM THE STRAIGHT WHITE FOLK (Amaya is Greek… what is Magnus? I’m assuming white too)

SWORD YES make it Prince Phillip’s

Gotta admit that falling wish scene in the movie was gorgeous, reminded me of Wall-E

Wait omigosh Asha looks so pretty in that photo where did you get that

*stares at it for hours bc she looks gorgeous*

Referenced as a wand now!

Smiling as she falls bc she knows HER BAE WILL CATCH HER

HOW are they not dead. The gays only have the power of plot armor

So it was nighttime okay

AW HE CARES FOR HER

Yep definitely giving Belos

NOW I WANT TO SEE A KOWxTOH CROSSOVER

Told you idiots you shouldn’t have spared her. Pride really does come before the fall

Seriously Gothel wasn’t a pussy she stabbed Flynn why didn’t you stab Asha (sorry bby just wondering how they’re so stupid)

THAT’S what you’re worried about man

HE WANTS TO KEEP AMAYA SAFE IN HIS ARMS AND PROTECT HER AT ALL COSTS

Lol I’m just imagining a giant whoosh of power and light and Amagnus squeezes their eyes shut waiting for a painful death and then they just. Sneeze. Itchy magic glitter poof

Is this a reference to a past Disney movie? They’re really going the PJO route huh

DAM ANNY THAT’S HARSH

Uh. Wow. Okay Aster I guess they did kill you

Yay we have the citizens standing up!

Wait you make your wish at 18 was this women pregnant really early orrrr

Later? Oh goodness I’m worried for the next chapter

Uh Starsha is being a bit sadistic and Amaya is sobbing for her love…

MAGGIE TURN AND COMFORT YOUR WIFE

Oh btw is Magnus part Spanish? “Mi vida” since Amaya is Greek…

NO NO DANCE PARTY I DON’T TRUST YOU YET

Someone get Gabo some therapy mate

NO WHAT

ASTER WHAT

NO THE STARS WILL COME DOWN AND LEGO BATMAN HIS ASS

VIOLIN-STAR TELL THEM THAT THEY FOUND LOVE AND THEREFORE THEY WILL STAY

WHY DID HE SAY IT SO SOFT AND MATURE WHERE IS MY GOLDEN RETRIEVER BOY

DID HE HEAR ASHA TELL THEM SHE LOVED THEM? DOES SHE HAVE TO DO IT TO MAKE HIM STAY?

”Love is all they needed” Amaya you’re clever but this was all sort of your fault witch

FUCK YOU MAGNUS COMFORT YOUR WIFE OFH WAIT TOO LATE

Tbh I would’ve agreed with Gabo had they injured Val in some way

YEAH THEY DESERVE IT BUT THEY GOT THE PERCY JACKSON HEPHAESTUS CHAIR TREATMENT

Discord DID turn to stone too… how about they turn to stone and THEN get pushed off a cliff

OKAY that was long but it was good

Uh I’m scared for the next chapter? We get Amable’s backstory so do they escape? Will Asha become the FG? Will Aster get LEGO Batman-d by the school marching band of Stars? Is their magic the North Star magic? SO MANY QUESTIONS

Overall though great job Anny! This has been an amazing journey and I can’t wait for the final chapter!

[krikeymate]

Fictober 2023: Day 4: “Do you even know what this means?” - Sam isn't as alone as she thinks she is. Featuring Mindy. Fandom: Scream Rating: T Warnings: None.

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Sam frowns at her laptop screen, confused. It doesn’t make any sense. Why are there so many branches on this tree? Eugh, she knew doing this genetics thing was a mistake. The last thing she should be doing is putting her DNA out there for anyone to trace back to her. All it takes is one more vindictive cop and then…

Curse Tara’s heartbreakingly effective sad expression. She’s mastered the disappointed “oh, okay then” too. Sam may have taught her sister how to use all her skills to her advantage, but that didn’t mean she should get to use them against her!

Little shit.

 “I don’t know what I’m looking at,” she declares, leaning back on the couch with a sigh.

Tara abandons her phone to lean over and tilt the laptop toward her.  Sam watches as her sister’s face goes from exasperated – a common expression when Sam tries to interact with technology – to confused.

She almost regrets speaking up when Tara begins to frown. Sam hates seeing her frown. The “this doesn’t make any sense” she mutters under her breath is more than a little vindicating at least.

Tara slides the computer into her own lap to analyse the screen. Unfortunately, her appropriation of the device does not go unnoticed by Mindy, who was supposed to be cleaning up the mess she had made in their kitchen.

If Sam catches anyone doing another 4am baking session in a house they don’t even live in, they’re gonna catch her hands instead. Or a knife, as someone recently – almost fatally – learnt for herself.

“Come on now,” Mindy jeers, “how hard can it be?”

Mindy of course, being the one who convinced Tara, who convinced Sam, that they should send off their very private DNA to this big and famous ancestry company. Oh it’ll be interesting, she said. You’ll get to see where you come from, she said. You'll be able to connect with anyone else in your family tree who’s done it too, she said. As if that one was something appealing.

Unfortunately, Tara’s whispered confession of wanting to know whether their father had another family out there was damning to Sam’s ability to say no. Having basically grown up without any family other than each other, Tara’s desires were all too understandable.

But Sam will get her own back on Mindy for suggesting this, mark her words.

“Are you discovering that your mom isn’t actually your mom? Cause that would make so much sense to be honest, ‘cause I’ve said it before, that lady far too white to be birthing two Latinas like yourselves.”

Tara’s eyes dart from the screen to meet Sam’s as they share a look they’ve come to master over the past year. Disbelief, amusement, a silently screamed are they serious? passing between them.

Mindy doesn’t notice it.

“I mean, how do two basically white people end up making Sam? Answer me that!” she continues, leaning her arms against the back of the couch. “Heck, I bet the only Mexican in your mom was your da-“

“OH MY GOD MINDY!” “WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT?”

“What, am I wrong?”

Sam groans into her hands while Tara, who has years of experience learning to overcome Mindy’s colourfully unfiltered mouth, silently holds the laptop up for her to see.

There’s a moment of silence as Mindy takes in the information, before she claps her hands excitedly.

“Do you even know what this means?” she exclaims, bouncing on her feet, both hands slapping down on the couch.

Mindy doesn’t wait for a response before she barrels ahead, unable to keep it in for even a second longer.

“It means ho~o~oly shit Sam, your dad was a slut!”

Sam wishes she never had to hear those words. She wishes she’d never done the stupid swab test.

She snatches the laptop back and slams the lid shut without even a second glance at the contents.

It was hard enough to learn that Tara was her half-sister. The knowledge that she has 12 other half-siblings out there burns in the back of her throat.

She has a family; she doesn’t need more.

What was she thinking.

[fromtheboundlesssea]

HOTD Season 2 Episode 4 Live Watch Thoughts

I would love if they redid the opening credits of Game of Thrones in this tapestry style of HotD. Love it so much.

Wish Laena and Rhea would haunt Daemon too. They deserve to haunt him.

Oooo Milly should have been wearing dresses like this instead of that awful yellow dress.

Young Alicent should have haunted Viserys.

OH MY GOSH!!!!! He just beheaded her!!!!! I AM IN SHOCK

BLOOD ON HIS HANDS!

“Sad news about the usurper’s son” HE WAS MURDERED

Black goat was ominous.

Oscar! Baby!

King consort? Don’t think that’s the right title.

Aw! Little Oscar looks a little like Rickon’s actor.

Daemon asking a child to kinslay his grandfather. Good lord.

Why is House Tully heads always sickly during a time of war.

DOGS! I think those are Scottish dogs.

Oooooo Alyn and Rhaenys are going to talk!

OH SHE KNOWS?!?!?? She knows now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!

“Your mother must have been very beautiful.” 🫥

WASN’T RELEVANT!!!!!!??????

Let women be more angry!!!!!!!!

No! I wanted Alicent to break it purposefully!

Oh? So Alicent is going to have moontea?

Grand maester is hot, not gonna lie.

Man this is probably the first time Alicent has had autonomy over her womb for the entirety of the show.

Note how the women of color are the only ones who are allowed to want violence for more than a single scene.

Why could you not have at least focused on Jace’s hand on Baela’s that would have been nice.

Why isn’t Jace placed more in charge? He is the crown prince?

How fast are these ships or did Corlys ride with Rhaenys?

Rhaenyra’s council is honestly doing pretty much the exact thing Viserys’ did.

Asking for people to bend the knee without a dragon really does feel less threatening.

And ooooooo Criston being called Kingmaker.

And Criston listening to the man’s last words while taking the head himself. Very Northern of him.

“That castle is more crippled than I am” is kind of funny tbh.

I hate that the Greens can’t be united. Why can’t they be united after the death of Jaehaerys.

Ooooo does Aegon not speak Valyrian?

Also, not Aemond saying something similar to Daemon in the first episode of season 1

So he can speak a little? Just not well?

STAY AWAY FROM HER LARYS!

OH HE NOTICED! STAY AWAY FROM HER!

I am going to reach through the screen and strangle Larys myself.

No you may not be bold, Larys!

Oh, interesting, she’s saying this to Larys. The trailers made it seem she was talking to Otto.

Is Rhaenyra suited? Literally neither of his children showed any suitability for the throne.

“The significance of Viserys’ intentions died with him.” YES IT DID

Man, Daemon is not having a good time right now.

Oh? Aemond?

Oh? Daemon as Aemond? The heck?

Oh, so it wasn’t an American accent?

“Do you now try to make your own claim?” Yes he is.

“A girl child you bounced on your knee.” 🫥

Oh? Is Alys going for him because he looks like Aemond and isn’t sure who she is supposed to be projecting into?

Daemon really is not having a good time. Good lord. This man is getting drugged.

OH THIS IS THE GUY THAT MURDERED SOMEONE ON THE TOUR!

LAENA!!!!!!!

Laena serving as a cupbearer!!!!! I AM SCREAMING!!!

What were the dragons doing before to be fed?

Why isn’t Aemond on the council?

Why isn’t Alicent and Helaena on the council? Didn’t the book say Aegon listened to them?

Is this the same day?

Also, again, this is how Viserys was treated. He didn’t really do much either.

VISERYS WAS HARDLY A KING

RAT CATCHERS THAT KILLED YOUR GRANDSON!

I like that Aegon still called Alicent his mother. I noticed that Jace seemed to stop calling Rhaenyra that.

Why have I seen Gwayne’s actor? Was he in Witcher? He looks so familiar. I’ll have to look it up later.

And now Rhaenyra is back. That took forever.

And yep, Jace is no longer calling her “mother”

Jace is really channeling his inner Daemon.

Was it necessary?

Alicent isn’t queen anymore? She’s the queen mother? Helaena is the queen?

Your caution isn’t weakness, you have literally just not been doing anything.

JACE LACKS THE EXPERIENCE????? SO DO YOU RHAENYRA!

Emma channeling their inner Elsa with that braid though.

Ooooo it’s rather symbolic of Aegon pushing aside his wine thing. Honestly Rhaenyra and Aegon should have been better parallels.

Oh? So Rhaenyra is going to tell Jace the stupid prophecy.

SUNFYRE! Aw, Sundyre loves his rider! That’s so cute!

Jace learning the prophecy (which is about an enemy to the NORTH) would have been great to know before he went there.

The prophecy really is stupid.

Like, it’s stupid. It’s pointless. It’s lazy storytelling at its finest. And we know that it went nowhere because in the show Arya, without a drop of Targ blood, is what destroys the enemy to the North.

Did Meleys’ design change?

Old lady Vhagar about to wake! She is so done with people waking her from her nap.

And I hate that that Aegon going to fight wasn’t planned. Rather him acting on his own decision.

Dang Sunfyre is a sure shot with fire.

I hate that this is the one and only time we will get a Sunfyre. I know that Sunfyre was Martin’s favorite.

And ah, Aemond is doing this so that he gets glory and proves himself more worthy than Aegon. *sigh*

Also, props to Aegon for holding on.

Ugh. So they’re having Aemond be the reason his brother is scarred. *sigh*

This is the battle that was being hyped up? This is the battle? Didn’t people say it was going to be like Battle of the Bastards level? Because…. Yeah no. No it’s not. This is our second “battle” with dragons fighting and it’s not great.

The Field of Fire was also better.

They were hyping up this battle far too much.

I feel sad that Rhaenys died, do not get me wrong, but the whole battle just didn’t feel climactic. I didn’t feel like I was on the edge of my seat in the way I was for GoT battles.

That was a cool shot though, of Criston tapping the soldier on the shoulder and him crumbling.

How they are treating the Greens is what they did with “Dark” Sansa and the stupid Starkbowl, pointless. Utterly pointless.

That was another disappointing episode.

Promo Thoughts

I don’t even know.

I don’t understand what they are doing. And I feel like a lot of people will be leaving after this season. Half of it is over and I feel like we’ve covered very little time at all despite covering so much time last season. It all feels disjointed.

[maccreadysbaby]

Can we take a second to discuss Danse’s nonexistent storyline arc???

Yeah, Danse is a powerful brotherhood leader. Danse has become Soles best friend. Danse is slowly opening up to them, blossoming like a flower when spring starts coming, Danse is-

What? Oh, hell, well, Danse is a synth. The exact thing he’s been trained into thinking is scum and a disgrace to mankind.

And after realizing this, Bethesda goes, hey Danse, run away. Which is pretty justified, saying as Maxson wants him dead and he’s having the biggest identity crisis known to man.

and THEN Bethesdas like, Danse’s best friend, go kill him but not really! Okay, great, here sole goes to not kill him. Oh boy, emotional conversations, may or may not unlock the choice to tell him youre in love with him even though he clearly is in self destruct mode and in no headspace to think about being a romantic partner to anyone. Dude just got finished telling you he’s nothing and now you’re telling him he needs to live up to the idea of being soles ideal romantic partner? Wormhole of more self destruction, there.

And Maxson shows up. (How did he leave the Prydwen and get here in twenty minutes without a single person watching his back?) We’re all screaming about how Danse is a person, how we love him, how he’s so amazing and perfect and he deserves to live. And Maxsons just like “fine lol” and leaves. Wtf?

Here’s where it gets messy. Because Danse is like, imma leave the commonwealth. Ok bro, go have a cute life somewhere. But sole just confessed their love to him and ask him to stay. So he’s like, “sure I’ll stay here in this little thing and make it more livable” no he doesn’t.

And if the player character doesn’t interact with him anymore, that’s where he stays. Indefinitely. Forever. Doing absolutely nothing. Sitting, wollowing in self pity, probably thinking about offing himself again because he’s spending the rest of his life in a crappy basement.

Here’s how I think it shouldve gone.

Sole finds him at the listening post, and lets him just talk instead of dumping all of their feelings over his poor little head. I wish we had gentler dialogue options, where we can carefully and purposefully lead him through this time of trouble without bringing soles emotions into it and manipulating him into not killing himself. The whole “think about the people that care about you” thing is MANIPULATION. And he lets you because he’s so broken and lost! It irks me. Because his response is 100% real, in that moment he would let you run over him and sway his mind because he’s a disaster at that point.

So, Sole leads him through it gently, with an unwavering amount of love and care and zero manipulation. He gets to come to his own conclusion about life. Sole says, hey, you can live with me and my friends in Sanctuary (or wherever) and we’ll be there for you. But if you wanna stay you can.

Sole can take Danse home. He can have actual conversations with other companions — Deacon talks to him about the Railroad, not to pressure him, but just to let him in on what they really do, and that they’re always there to support him if he needs. Nick and Curie help guide him through being a synth. Preston can give him a job, if he wants one, a purpose, something to do with his hands that is good for his mind. X6 might actually stop hating him. They all (mostly) make their support known, because Sole loves Danse, which means they do, too. The companions are a family and they won’t exclude one just because of his past. How hypocritical!

This unwavering support from people other than Sole would provide Danse with more of a reason to live, to move on, to see things from different perspectives and — heck — maybe even begin to change his mind about the ideals of the brotherhood. Because these synths, these ghouls, these people support him, they befriended him, they didn’t care about his past or who he used to be. Because they help him realize he has worth. Because they haven’t given up on him, so why should he give up on himself?

Maybe he joins the railroad. Or maybe he lives a beautiful life with Sole and friends.

Anything to give him a full arc and a chance to be happy without spending his whole life in a basement sulking about having no worth. Anything to give him a real answer to his identity crises other than Sole loves me so I gotta stay. Anything to give him his own worth in his eyes, to give him a real conclusion, a real idea of who he is beyond sole.

[bluewavesofchange]

The guardians of the Pharaoh

Sea and shadows: the Queens of the abyss

I don't own Yugioh or it's characters

Mature warning ahead

Chapter 10

Back to the monster world.

Rozu didn’t know where she was running to or where she would go but it was thanks to that stupid siren that exposed her to the people she had gotten to know and became a part of their group. All she could think about were their faces, filled with rage and disappointment. And honestly they should be mad, she was one of the creatures that they hated and she had kept it hidden from them. She had known loneliness and she had known physical pain but this…this hurt her deeper than anything else she had ever experienced…

She kept running, not knowing for how long, eventually reaching a cliff, leaning against the purple and green tree that grew on the edge. Her mind was raising and her soul felt bitter and hurt. She looked out at the setting sun, the reds, pinks and yellows painting the horizon in a beautiful mix of colours surrounding the sun, giving it a harmonious glow. But Rozu couldn’t enjoy, falling to deep in her heart break…and for the first time ever she felt a tear running down her cheek. She froze for a second and wiped up the tear, staring down at it as it wet her fingers; slowly they closed into a fist as a snarl made its way to her face, growling before she screamed a wave of colourful flames streaming from her lips.

She fell to her knees as the fires died down, her fingers gripping the turquoise grass as her body shook, more tears running down her cheeks as she started to cry, not caring if it was a sign of weakness or how pathetic she was being, she had lost everything…

She didn’t hear the footsteps approaching her, the figure sitting beside her, his green cloak blowing in the breeze as he removes his hood. Rozu didn’t need to look up to know who it was, her gaze fixed on the grass, “If you are here to kill me or bind my magic, just make it quick Terra…” she mumbled softly. The raven haired man, picked up a fallen red leaf, tracing his fingers over the veins, “Why didn’t you tell me you were a magician?” he asks as his looked at the red head, no malice or anger on his face, just concern and confusion.

Rozu moved her legs out from under her and hugged them to her chest, her chin resting on her knees, “Would you have accepted me if you knew?”

“Honestly…I guess I would’ve shot first and asked questions later…”

“At least you’re honest.” Rozu muttered as she gazed up at the sunset. Terra didn’t take his eyes off her, he didn’t know what to make of all this. On the one hand she was the enemy and needed to be exterminated, a virus in this beautiful world…however he knew she wasn’t cruel and heartless like the others of her kind. Sure she was like a Fire Lion, beautiful to look at and loyal but could disembowel you within a second. There was a good side to her, the way she interacted with the other archers and even shared the weakness of the magicians that had helped them immensely during their battles. Heck she even started to tolerate Clarity a little more (even if she would snap at the girl like a Killer croc snaps at its prey).

Terra’s expression softens as he reached over and rests his hand on Rozu’s shoulder, the girl tensing up under his touch, “You know that I don’t care what you--”

“You don’t get it!” she pushed his hand off her shoulder as she stood up and stepped away from him, “I’m the spawn of evil, the embodiment of the festering puss that is killing this world.” she killed a nearby rock, sending it flying off the cliff side. Terra watches her, “What do you mean? I know you’re a dark magician but…” She sighed as she folded her arms over her chest, looking off into the distance, “What is said about growing up in a prison was true…I was trained and raised to be a warrior…a killer...struggling every day to survive under the watchful eyes of my father…Lord Yomi.” She spoke softly.

This was not what Terra was expecting as his eyes widen. Lord Yomi was the one that had started this; he had driven the white dragons to near extinction…he had slaughter thousands and enslaved hundreds…he was the reasons his people were gone and his home was destroyed…Terra wasn’t even aware that this power hungry monger had a child yet here she was. And he could only imagine what it was like growing up under such a monster was like…

His head was in conflict with his heart…his mind told him he should end her now, or even bind her powers and use her as bait for Lord Yomi and finally end him and this war…but his heart was telling him something else…

He slowly stood and walked over to her, taking hold of one of her hands and turning her to face him. They looked deeply into each other’s eyes, the raven head raising his other hand to brush a few strands of her burgundy hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ear as his palm rested against her cheek…in this moment there was one thing he was sure of, “I don’t care who or what you are…You could be the spawn of an Island Turtle and I wouldn’t care…” Rozu looked at him, feeling conflicted and confused as a new wave of tears formed in her eyes. How could he accept her after what he had learned? “How can…how can you say that? I’m the daughter of a devil…”

A smile forms on Terra’s face, as he took a step closer to the beautiful reed hair in front of him, the woman he had come to adore, who had encapsulated his heart, leaning in closer and rested his forehead against hers, feeling the heat radiating from her skin. A blush grows on Rozu’s cheeks as he presses his body against hers; “Because I love you…” he closed the distance between them and pressed his lips against hers in a gentle and loving kiss.

Her eyes widened before slowly closing as she slowly wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him close as she felt a whole new wave of emotions filling her being. She had never felt anything so warm and wonderful before in her life…her heart racing and her spirit singing with joy. The two continued to kiss, not wanting to leave the others embrace, feeling their hearts beat against each other’s chests, ignoring the world that was around them as the only thing that mattered right now was the two of them.

Eventually they did part as a new set of tears ran down Rozu’s cheeks, a smile on her face as Terra gently wipes them away, “What’s wrong?” he asks softly as the red head sniffles, “I…I love you too…” she couldn’t say anything else but that, because how can you tell someone that they saved you from the loneliness that had formed an abyss in your very soul, that they had brought light and life into your very existence. That they had saved you from a world of misery and brought a smile to your face for the first time since they day you entered this world.

The only thing she could do was kiss him all over again; wanting to feel that warm sensation that flowed through her when she was close to him and felt his lips upon hers…she wanted to feel loved like this for the rest of her life.

Eventually they parted and they watched the sunset together before they headed back to base. The other archers were waiting for them, the green cloaked men grabbing their weapons the moment they saw Rozu. Terra instantly stood in front of her, standing between his men and the woman he loved, “Easy lads.”

“She’s a threat Ter. We need to dispose of her!” Glen, Terra’s second in command growls as he raises his bow, aiming at Rozu but their leader steps in the way, “No she is not. She is our friend.”

“She lied to us! She could be a spy for all we know! Ready to stab us in our backs!” another archer snarls as he takes out his daggers. Terra’s about to defend her again when she takes a step forward, holding her head up high, “My name is Rozu. I am the daughter of Lord Yomi…the leader of the magicians that had plagued these lands for centuries…” she watches as they all tensed up, looking like they were ready to attack but she remained steadfast, “What I said was not entirely a lie…” she slowly removed her cloak, letting it fall to the floor before removing her other coverings, exposing her bare arms, naked back and stomach, revealing her scar covered skin from years of abuse and punishments from her cruel father.

“My home was a prison…my father spent his days trying to turn me into a monster that would fight for him and bring more darkness and death upon this world. But I don’t wish to be like him…I came here looking for a way to kill him…to rid this world of the infection that has been festering for decades…I wanted to make him suffer, to be free from his tyranny…but after meeting you all, I found a new purpose…to save this beautiful place and the people that are a part of it…to bring peace…” she looked at the others as they lowered their weapons slowly while listening to her words, Terra taking her hand and squeezing it softly…

Glenn steps forward, “How do we know we can trust you?”

“Because I can help you fight against my father. Because I have given you the weakness of my people…I have taught you had to defeat them…and I can keep fighting against them till we come out victorious.” She says firmly and with pride, promising to protect the people she cared about and the world she had come to love…

The archers looked at each other before Glenn stepped forward and held out a hand to her, the red head looking at him confused before taking it and shaking his hand, a grin forming on the second in commands face, “Then we should probably get you a uniform.” The other archers cheered as they encircled Rozu in a group hug. The girl felt overwhelmed for just a moment before smiling and embracing them back, Terra watching with a smile.

The group spent the night celebrating, eating great food, singing, dancing and drinking. It was the first time the woods were filled with such joy and cheer. Rozu was truly enjoying herself with her newfound companions, singing and dancing with them…ending up in Terra’s arms at the end of the evening…

The moon was shining in through the window of Terra’s hut, illuminating the room as its owner and his beloved stumbled inside, laughing and giggling as they well upon the bed of straw, linen and pillows, Rozu laying beneath Terra as he smiled down at the beauty beneath him, running the back of his hand over her cheek before leaning down and kissing her…first slowly…his hands slowly roaming down red heads sides while her arms were wrapped around his neck…slowly the kiss deepened…his tongue running along her up before they parted slightly, enough for him to slip inside, exploring her mouth as her own tongue fought against his for dominance…the normally fierce woman letting him win as his fingers made their way to the bindings covering her breasts, slowly removing them as she removed his cloak, breaking the kiss for a moment so that Rozu could remove his shirt, taking a moment to admire his toned body as her fingers explored his skin.

He smirked at her, “You like what you see?” she grinned, grabbing him and flipping them over, leaving him on his back as she straddled his lap, “You have no idea.” He chuckles as he took his turn to explore her torso, his fingers running over her scars and the markings on her skin, “Do they hurt?” he asks as he takes hold of her hand and brings them to his lips, kissing each one of her fingers slowly, “Not so much anymore…now they are just reminders…” she says softly…her mind wondering back to all the horrors she had endured…Terra takes notice and sits up, cupping her cheeks, “Hey. None of that tonight…this is about me and you…forget about your past…forget about your bastard of a father and just focus on me…” he takes her hand and lays it over his chest where his heart lay, beating against her palm…the most beautiful rhythm she would experience…memorizing it and ingraining it in her memory as she leaned in and kissed him once again, running her fingers through his hair…the both of them laying back in the bed as they removed the last pieces of clothing…

Terra sits back and admires the goddess of a woman that lay beneath him, her caramel coloured skin looked positively divine, her alluring golden eyes glowing faintly under the moons light that streamed through the window, a soft smile on her face…he leans down and leaves soft kisses over every one of her markings and scars, letting his tongue run over the raised area of skin, memorizing which ones made drew the breathless moans that past her lips…he worked his lips over her toned stomach, dipping the tip of his tongue into her navel, causing her to arch her back ever so slightly, her body curving like a bow that’s string is about to be pulled back. It felt like her skin and her whole body was burning up, a unfamiliar sensation blooming in the pit of her stomach.

Terra couldn’t stop the arousal and love building up inside him as he was slowly driving his beloved crazy, slowly unwinding her like a string pulled taut. He made his way past her waist, reaching her heat, running his tongue and the tips of his fingers over the sensitive area, pulling a sensual gasp from Rozu, her fingers gripping the edge of the make shift bed…he continued teasing and exploring this part of his woman, bringing her to her first climax, her cries echoing through the room, neither of them caring if any one heard…

He slowly laid over her, the two lovers staring deeply into each other’s eyes as her legs wrapped around his waist, holding onto him as he entered her…the two of them becoming one for the first of several intimate moments for that evening…

Not too far from the hide out sat a shadowy raven with blood red eyes, watching everything unfolding…

The following day Terra took Rozu to the 3 Lords, giving the red head a chance to tell her story. And while Critias wanted to execute her right then and there, however Hermos piped up and stated that they could use her knowledge to end the war, that she could be valuable…Thymus was the one to make the final decision…Clarity was there as well and explained with a smile that everyone deserves to have a second chance and show the light that’s in their soul. Thymus agreed with his daughter with some hesitation and welcomed Rozu to their cause.

Clarity excited hugged the other girl, Rozu trying to push her off as everyone else watched the two…truly seeing the similarities between the two…

They got to work, learning everything that they could from Rozu, trying to devise a plan to overthrow Lord Yomi and his forces. The idea of taking the fight to him and storming his fortress was the best they could come up with, Rozu revealing the secret entrances and the weaknesses in the structure…they had the resources to do this and the man power but they lacked some heavy hitters. Rozu’s powers were strong but they could not take on an entire fortress and its inhabitants…Clarity’s powers could be a massive strike against the darkness, but the 3 Lords would not allow their daughter to fight, knowing she lacked the experience and will power to do what needed to be done…

That left the Siren and the 3 remaining dragons…they could definitely get the job done and have the pure power to tear down the fortress walls…they made a plan to have one more battle before they attacked Lord Yomi’s lair…knowing that the Siren would be there and her dragons, having the chance to tell her of the plan and get her to join…

Little did they know that they were being watched as they developed their plans…the raven flying off back to its master…

The day for the battle came and as expected the Siren did arrive…however this time…she was alone…this confused everyone. Where were the white dragons?

Thymus and the others approached her once the fighting was over, noticing the saddened hollow look in her eyes…he asked her where were the great beasts…she didn’t answer as she gently touched the blue gem that hung from her neck…the Lord slowly realizing what was going on…

Rozu approached the two and the Siren frowned and readied her trident to attack when Terra got in the way, explaining everything to the goddess of the sea…the sea creature looked the red head up and down, not sure if she believed any of this…it was because of these creatures that her family’s left this world and she would never see them again…

This was when everything went downhill as a think mist surrounded the remaining fighters…a glowing dagger flew through the air and hit the Siren in the back, a look of pain crossing her face as she fell to the ground, her body shaking as the light of the blade envelops her, binding her powers. A dark laugh echoes through the air as the warriors and Rozu readied their weapons but dark creatures emerged from the mist, capturing or slaughtering the remaining warriors while Thymus, Critias, Hermos, Rozu and Terra were captured, a dagger being thrusted into Rozu’s shoulder, binding her powers too, blood seeping from the wound.

She tried to get free when she heard a familiar voice…freezing as she looked up as her father slowly emerged from the purple mist, a nasty smirk on his face as shadows were encircling his arms, legs and the long horns atop his head, “Hello daughter.”

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Back to the future.

It was late afternoon, the sun shining over the city, its rays filtering through the window of Lillian’s bedroom. The once filled bedroom now nearly stood bare except for the bedroom, desk, closet and dresser. Boxes occupied the floor and the bed as Lillian was busy packing the last of her things into a box on her dresser. It had been nearly two weeks since the end of Battle City and a lot of changes were in the works…

The Ishtar’s had returned home after everything that had happened, the family trying to make amends (well Marik mostly) for all the trouble they had caused the Yugi and the others. The Egyptians had given their Millennium items to the short teen as well as the remaining god card before revealing the secrets of the pharaoh that had been carved into Marik’s back (even though Yami didn’t understand it). Afterwards Seto wanted to leave him and his family to explode, leaving them as nothing but a memory and getting his revenge on the people who had nearly taken his family from him.

But Lillian had stopped him, explaining that despite everything…more pain and suffering was not the answer. Too many people had gotten hurt and even though Marik was far from being forgiven, he deserve at least a chance to make amends…but if he messed up again Lillian would personally drag him to the bottom of the ocean where he would never be seen again.

Seto reluctantly agreed (even if he may or may not have tried to still leave the ex-psycho behind). Yugi wasn’t sure how he felt about all this but some part of him wanted to give the Egyptian a second chance, even if he didn’t understand why…a small part of him still wanting to believe that there good in everyone…

Lillian stood beside her beloved and his brother as they flew away from the exploding island, a symbol of the past that have caused so much pain and suffering for so many…now nothing more than a smouldering wreck…

The day after they arrived back in Domino, Seto decided to call a designer and have the whole manner redone, wanting to get rid of any reminders of his past and focus on the future and the life that her wanted for not only himself but Mokuba and the love of his life as well.

He had returned to Kaiba Corp and with the help of Mokuba they got to work on constructing a robotic body for Noah, sure it wasn’t a real body but it would give him mobility again in the real world at least until something else could be created. The green haired teen put his input in as well (as annoying as Seto found him to be), getting along quite well with Mokuba, the two step brothers forming a fast bond.

The next obstacle arrived when Lillian had to tell her mother and grandpa that she would be moving out…at first they were not happy about any of it. Yugi especially when he found out. Masami refused to let Lillian go, saying that she had just gotten her daughter back, that their family was nearly whole again and that she was too young to be leaving home and moving in with a guy and the discussion turned downhill when Yugi revealed that Seto and his sister were actually a couple…

Let’s just say the kid woke up with both his deck and puzzle stored in the highest cupboard in the kitchen for most of the day.

Despite how close Lillian and Seto always were when they were together around every one; Masami never suspected that they were in a relationship. She didn’t want her underage daughter living with a man who could tempt her and seduce her into his bed; Lillian argued that she was turning 18 in a month soon and had spent a year away on her own and that she was old enough to make her own decisions. This led to a massive fight and Lillian storming out.

Surprisingly it was Seto that had come up with a compromise, that if Masami allowed her daughter to move in with him, she would stay with her family over the weekend and he would even help her to finish her education and graduate high school (another sore topic since Lillian was technically a drop out). This helped a little to persuade Masami to let Lillian leave…eventually agreeing to let her daughter leave…

Grandpa was easier to convince (surprisingly), he knew that after Lillian had been out to see the world she had gotten a taste of freedom ad would forever be chasing it, he had experienced the same taste in his younger years and knew what it was like. He also knew she was more than capable of taking care of herself sound Kaiba try anything funny (he did threaten the tall CEO though after a 2 hour talk with the young man).

The last person was Yugi who wasn’t happy at all…

He saw all of this as Lillian abandoning him again and that Seto was stealing her away. It took one after with her and a long reassuring talk that finally made him crack. Lillian had taken him to the beach and sat with him in the sand, telling him that she wasn’t leaving him, that her moving out was a part of growing up and moving on with her life, that she would always be there for him and she was just a phone call away. She had pulled him close and held him as she said she would always love him and that he would always be her little brother (considering she was a good deal taller than him still) and that he wouldn’t be alone, that he still had mom, grandpa and Yami and that she would be there if he needed her. And she would still see him every day since she would be seeing him at school now that she would be returning to classes (when your boyfriend could donate a new state of the art computer lab you could do anything).

This helped to ease Yugi a little even if he still wasn’t happy about it…

The day came when Lillian would move out; the renovations to the Kaiba mansion were completed (when you have the money people work relatively fast). The raven haired girl had been packing all day and was waiting for the Seto and Mokuba to arrive with the moving truck, even though Lillian said it wasn’t necessary since she didn’t have much.

Yugi had wondered into her room, his eyes on all the boxes before landing on his sister as she was closing the last box. She turned to him and smiled softly, “That’s the last of it.” Yugi didn’t respond as he just had a sad look on his face. The raven haired walked over to him and pulled him into a tight hug, “I’m just a phone call away I promise. And I won’t be far away.” The short haired teen hugged her back, clinging to her as he teared up.

The Kaiba’s arrived in a limo a few moments later, a moving truck having followed them to the game shop. Surprisingly the brothers helped to get the boxes from Lillian’s room and loaded them into the truck. Masami and Grandpa helped too and a reluctant Yugi too…Lillian had the last box in her arms as she looked around the empty room, the memories of the past few years filling her mind as a tear runs down her cheek before she slowly left the space.

Once the last box was loaded, Seto and Mokuba greeted the Muto’s before getting into the limo, Lillian taking her time to say goodbye to grandpa and her mother…leaving her brother for last. He looked up at her as he pulled Lillian’s mother’s necklace from his pocket. He had held onto it since duellist kingdom, never finding the right moment when he could return it…though now seemed to be fine…

He held it out to her but she smiled softly as she took the boys hand and closed his fingers over the jewel, “Keep it, that way you’ll have a part of me with you always.” She kissed his forehead before hugging him one last time…the siblings holding onto each other for a little while longer…

She eventually got into the limo and sat beside Seto, opening the window and waving at her family as they drove off, the brunet taking her hand and intertwining their fingers…he could understand how shad it was for her to leave her family home but this was a step forward for their future…the one he had seen atop that blimp the night he had nearly lost her…

Somewhere at Domino airport a new shipment of ancient Egyptians artefacts arrives…one of which was a glass pyramid…and the mummy of an ancient priest who’s soul would soon return to the world…

Lillian was not expecting…well this. The inside of the manor as unrecognisable…all the old furniture, paintings, wallpaper and carpets were gone and replaced with freshly painted blue and white walls, modern and glass furniture, holographic art works decorating the walls, the kitchen was state of the art and looked like something out of a sci-fi movie, the living room had white leather couches and a massive floor to ceiling wall mounted TV, gone were the bookshelves with its hundreds of books that were never read, replaced with glass cabinets of figurines and models of video game characters and duel monsters…it looked like the dream house for a teenage boy.

Seto had led Lillian to what would be their shared bedroom…the only room that was left completely white and barren. This confused Lillian but the brunet explained that he wanted this room to be decorated by the both of them, to make this space theirs and no one else’s, a special place just for them…she found it so romantic and sweet, pulling him into a deep loving kiss…

Unfortunately they were interrupted by Mokuba who was asking about dinner, Lillian laughing as Seto complained about his brother ruining is moments. Mokuba asked if Lillian was sure she was ready to live with Seto and if she was prepared for all his problems and issues such as his private Blue eye white dragon memorabilia collection, the brunet ending up chasing his brother out of the room, threatening to ground him if he didn’t stop teasing him. Lillian shook her head and looked around the room that would be hers and Seto’s…a soft smile on her face before she switches off the light and going to find her boys.

Later that night…

Lillian was curled up against Seto’s chest, both of them fast asleep and content in each other’s embrace…unaware of the shadow leaving the raven haired girls body and leaving the mansion…

The shadow made its way to the museum, having sensed an ancient evil that she thought was long gone…

The shadow moved along the walls as she followed the source of magic…finding her way to the back and sees the sarcophagus…and the glass pyramid in a nearby create…a smirk forming on the shadows face…a devious plan forming in her mind as she had the tools need to start creating her own body…

The shadow went over to the mummy, slowly merging with it as she searched for the spirit still residing in the corpse…whispering promises of revenge and freedom…and even giving it access to the perfect host…

The spirit and shadow return to the sleeping couple…the shadow watching as the other slowly fills Kaiba’s mind…pushing the teens consciousness deep into his mind…

Lillian woke up when she no longer felt Seto next to her, she say up and rubbed her eyes seeing him standing by the window gazing out of it. She tilted her head slightly, “What are you doing out of bed?” he turned to her, standing there silently for a long while before walking over and climbing back into bed, pulling her close and kissing her forehead, “Don’t worry about me. Just go back to sleep…” he she didn’t think anything of it and laid back down with her beloved as he pulled the covers over them…not noticing his eyes flashing red for a brief moment…

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The morning sun shines over a large island that housed a tall mountain in the middle of the sea…the land covered in orange and yellow vegetation and tall trees and an abundance of unusual creatures. Near the top of the mountain was a cave, the rays of sun streaming through the entrance and hitting the face of a tall white haired teen with white scales…

A soft groan leaves his lips as he rolled over in the large nest where he slept, not wishing to wake up yet. But unfortunately the day had other plans as a woman dressed in a soft blue dress and white hair walks over to him, a soft smile on her face as she kneels down and gently shakes him, “The sun has awoken and so should you Tsuki.”

The teen groaned as he opened his bright blue eye and glared at the woman, “I prefer to sleep till the moons come up mom.” He sat up and stretched as the woman shook her head as she looked fondly at the teen , fixing his dishevelled white hair. He frowns and pulls away, “I’m not a hatchling anymore, you don’t need to do that.”

She shook her head before kissing his cheek, “You will always be my little moon egg my love. No matter how old you get.” He rolls his eyes, know his mother meant well even if he was getting sick of her baby-ing him. He got up and looked around the cave, noticing the two other empty nests, “Where’s father and Serena?”

“They went out to gather food and Sera wanted to catch some fish this morning…” His mother respond as she walked over to the corner of the cave where their was a small pond of fresh water to drink.

Tsuki nodded as he walked over to the entrance of the cave and looked out at the island…wondering about the strange dream that he had…the world he had lived in with odd technologies and where his mate Serena went by a different appearance and name…

[cherryao3nova]

God!Frank, An AU of Frank from SAMS on YT. He was created during the time i was thinking about who Frank could actually be and then I got hit by my Fic: View From the Other Side (of the Void). The Frank in my story is introduced in chapter 2.

He is now on my ArtFight as a charater to draw!

Name: one that can not be spoken by mortal toungue. Nickname: Frank / Forkface Age: Unknown, was formed with the first sentient robot. Powers: portals between the living and dead world, granting animatronics to go back, even turing them into ghosts. Can make rooms darker, teleportation and telekinisis. Has Magic. Its purple.

Frank is a Higher Being, an Eldrich Horror, a Cryptid God of Animatronic Death. A relativly new God of the Underworld, but one that holds power- for the animatronics that gain sentiance must go somewhere after death.

He lives in the void between life and death and greets every animatronic personally. He has an unsertting aura of power, one that cuses fear in others. His voice is also unsettling when spoken out loud, so he sticks to speaking though peoples minds.

Frank enjoys chaos and deals and hes a little shit to those who deserve it.

((Below is a bit from chapter two of My AO3 story: View From the Other Side (of the Void) - Afterlife AU.))

There was movement once again in the corner of his eye causing Eclipse to spin around so fast that he almost lost his balance, eager to catch what it was this time.

He almost lost his temper when at first he didn’t see anything, the figure blended well with the surrounding blackness- only for the figure he had been searching for to appear a few feet away, like the opacity was gradually turning up.

What was even more horrifying was that the face the figure had, was so familiar. Before him stood what looked like… Moon, two times taller than he was and even without all of that, Eclipse instantly could tell that this, this was not his the Moon he knew.

The creature's forehead, nose and chin stuck outwards like a fork, with a multitude of small rays surrounding its face, sharp claws for hands and dead eyes that looked into the very depth of his soul. A horrifying image and one that would give even the real his Moon Nightmares. It? They? The Being just stood there, staring at him, breathing disturbingly heavily, not saying anything.

“Hello?” Eclipse called out, the annoyance already starting to win over the fear and disturbingly unsettling feeling. 

Still they said nothing, just breathed. “Well? Are you going to just stand there? Say something? Can you even talk?” Silence. “You know, It’s rude to not introduce yourself!” He huffs out.

Suddenly a sharp screeching sound was heard, something like an old demon who’s also asthmatic, having run a marathon and needed to desperately breathe in an inhaler. 

Eclipse flinches back a little with a shudder running down his spine, his instincts screaming at him to RUN, putting him on edge, tensing as he becomes guarded. What even was this- this thing ?!

“What the heck-?!” But he can’t get out more than that as the creature starts to talk. “T-taaalk? I. Can. t-taaalk.” It huffs out brokenly, as if sucking in air at the same time as it talked, as if it hurt to talk the ‘proper’ way.  The tone was mocking him. 

‘And yet I prefer to talk, like this’ It seemed to be the same voice, echoing around him and through every single atom of his now digital body. It eerily sounded similar to Moon, yet was more, airy, a cross between a hiss and something otherworldly. An Eldritch Horror. 

His instincts, once again SCREAMED at him to get away, and had he been human, it would have made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He hated how it felt, how it made him want to hide away from the raw power that reverbed around him, making him grit his teeth, wishing the other being never spoke again. 

He wasn’t sure why he had not noticed before, as if the being before him was hiding from him, but it wasn't till now that Eclipse could feel the RAW power flowing from the creature, cause if him to instinctively take a step back, making the fork faced moon huff out a laugh, as if he enjoyed the fact he put the other animatronic on edge.

‘Scared? As you rightfully should be. And yet, you are fortunate. You, have yet to do something to upset me, and you should continue to do so.’ 

There was a grin in the echoing voice, as if knowing that he made his instincts churn and loving every cringe that came from him.

“What-? Who-? Who the heck are you? WHAT are you?!” Eclipse spat out, needing answers despite knowing this would prolong the unsettling conversation.

‘I am the Guardian of this area, that is all you need to know. I have no name, not one that can be said by mortal tongue, so you may call me as you wish, yet some have given… willgive me the name… Frank.’ “Frank?! That’s such a stupidly plain name.”

‘Your opinion to me, matters not, yet you are now a dweller of this realm. You are but the first of a few that will be residing here, others will join you at some point in time.’ “Others?! What? Who! And where the heck am I? Last thing I remember is that I was about to die!” Eclipse snapped out, hating the very thought that he was under this higher being's mercy. ‘Yes you are correct. This place is beyond life. You have passed on beyond the veil. Your journey came to an end. But no, this is not what humans call heaven nor is it hell. For in reality, you are not a mortal, but an animatronic, for if you are not damaged or erased, you would live for a long period. This is a place specifically for your kind, created by myself.’ The bastard was talking in circles! Growling Eclipse glared at- at Frank. “Okay, great, so I died, whoopty do, Sun succeeded and now I’m in, what, an animatronic limbo place? Fantastic. Does that mean there are others here, right now?”

‘Others there may be, but you will not ever come across those who are here, only those who I allow you to interact with, will ever cross your path.’ “Wait, so I’m your prisoner now or something? Am I meant to stay here in the pitch black for the rest of eternity?!” The lava coloured animatronic snaps.

Frank snickers at him, making Eclipse even more upset. ‘Pitch Black? All I see is white.’ The Eldritch Horror grins, showing off even more of its sharp teeth, before lifting a hand. There was a sound, as if someone snapped their fingers, and then his surroundings shifted. It was like he opened his eyes after a long nap, or the lights suddenly switched on and you had to blink to regulate the brightness and the black melted away to a soft creamy white.

Before him, was what seemed to be a canvas screen strung up together with star fairy lights, a projector sat on a small table across from it. A star patterned carpet sat under a few beanbags before the screen, a coffee table parked on the carpet in front of the beanbags and a second table with snacks stood near to the one with the projector, as if ready for an outdoor movie party with friends… 

‘This is where you shall stay now. This is your afterlife. You may do as you wish, ask for what you want; book hobbies or movies. But I must warn you, the default on the projector will always be the life of your family, those who you left behind.’ Eclipse snarls at that. “They are NOT my family.”

‘Perhaps not, but that is what you strived for. I can see your innermost wants, thoughts and desires. You WANTED to have a family, It's why you kept updating lunar, you were afraid to lose your brother. You had even planned to let Sun and Moon out once you had completed your goal. So I am more than sure you will be glad to keep up with what they are doing. For there are things to come and others to join you here. I doubt you would want to be caught unawares.’

The higher being, the Eldritchgod?, Frank, said cryptically.

“Yeah whatever. As if you could succeed to keep me prisoner here. If you can see all of that, then you know exactly what I can do. Just you watch.” Eclipse huffs out and walks towards the beanbags, happy to see that there were at least some things to do other than watching that shit. There has got to be a way to get out of here.

'We shall see.’ Frank smirks as they walk away. This was going to be quite entertaining.

My AO3 story: View From the Other Side (of the Void) - Afterlife AU.

[jeonstudios]

before i read the rest of the new chapter this particular comment „“You gotta remember that she’s had a hectic few months and maybe wasn’t really able to process everything. You being an ass was probably the least of her worries for a while—until it wasn’t anymore. And healing isn’t always linear. I’m sure she’ll come around one day.”

irked me so bad. who the heck do these people think they are to overlook a person no a humans feelings and say shit like this? who in their right mind would forgive a person for saying i would’ve traded you for sex trafficking n stuff? like excuse me are you mentally stable at this point or why are only inhumane people working for the government who are obligated to protect a humans life? what is wrong with his friends and jk himself for thinking his dry ass apologies would make us want to have sympathy for him? just because she went thorough shit the couple of months doesn’t mean jungkook didn’t abuse her way longer? the fact that he and his friends say that he wouldn’t do that to her when he KNEW when that’s isn’t even relevant. YOU DONT GO AROUND TO BULLY SOMEONE JUST BECAUSE YOU DONT KNOW SHIT. YOU ASK THEM FOR THEIR SIDE OF THE STORY AND THEN MAKE YOUR OWN DECISION OR YOU STFU BECAUSE ITS NOT YOUR BUSINESS.

no im sorry for being so aggressive but i hate jungkook and his friends with every fiber in my body. they are still not aware of how deep they abused a persons psych and mental health to the point of being scared from the fucking police.

this is a hard ask to answer and make sense but i'll try... i'd say that jimin is trying to be optimistic for his obviously down friend and not necessarily say that reader is going to want to date jk (which jk isn't assuming either), but more so that she'll understand that he's telling the truth now and that she shouldn't feel so bad about herself just because of what he said. jk just doesn't want her to think that his insults are the ground truth, and jimin is saying that she'll come around and one day understand that and hopefully later on she'll be okay with being around him (professionally/platonically/romantically) without hurting so much. you're of course free to feel what you feel, but personally, i wouldn't say that they're dismissing her feelings, no one is saying that she'll have to forgive him, they just want her to heal and realize that the feelings she has because he was mean to her--she's allowed to have them, of course--but they're not "correct" in a way? because yeah, he said incredibly mean things to her but they weren't true and he didn't realize she was affected by them (because she did her best not to seem affected, after all). and for her, she has forgiven him in a way, because i think it makes sense to her that he wholeheartedly believed she had shot his best friend, like almost attempted murder shot him, and he only ever retaliated with words. i'd say she's hurting more because she thinks he sees her according to what he said more than she's hurting because he actually said the things he did. and she's scared he'll want to hurt her in the future if they disagree on things.

again, it's not only that he didn't know what had happened to her; he had no idea that she was scared of the police, or him, or men in general to that degree. he just "knew" she was an entitled, even dangerous person, who got away with shooting someone because she threatened with screaming sexism and they'd rather just let it slip. she never even hinted at the fact that he had the wrong idea about her, she never said anything that made her doubt his beliefs regarding her. she argued back, called him stuff almost as much as he called her stuff. so to him it only ever seemed like there was one agreed upon "side," she never said or did anything that clued him in on there being another.

again, you can feel and think whatever you want about them and the story, and if you feel like it's not your cup of tea, you don't have to finish it if you don't want to and if it's too frustrating. i don't mind ❤️

[strawberryraviegutz]

Oh and another thing, forgive me if this rant is too long, but I’m sick and tired of those stupid ass memes of Steven Universe and Jack Horner about Steven screaming and Crying for Jack Horner to change into a good person, mischaracterizing the hell out of Steven. It’s so damn annoying. Most of these people most likely have not seen or watched the damn Steven Universe movie and or show.

Steven was less of a pushover when he grew into a teenager in Steven Universe Future. Heck I don’t even think he was much of a pushover to begin with. Steven just likes being nice to people which eventually caused him so much stress due to his constant need of wanting to fix things and not wanting to end up alone.

HE WAS A CHILD. AND EVEN THEN HES STILL A CHILD IN FUTURE! AROUND 16-17 YEARS OLD. YALL ACT LIKE THERES SOMETHING INHERENTLY WRONG IN TRYING TO SEE THE BEST IN PEOPLE. THE REASON WHY STEVEN SAW GOOD IN SPINEL IS BECAUSE HE SAW THAT SHE WAS HURTING THANKS TO HIS MOM ABANDONING HER FOR 6,000 YEARS!

And no Steven didn’t forgive the “space Nazis.”(kinda find it funny when people call the diamonds that and claim that Rebecca’s telling is to forgive our bigoted oppressors/Nazis when Rebecca themself IS JEWISH). He never completely forgave the diamonds. When they wanted him to come live in the palace with them, it made him extremely uncomfortable and he also felt a bit on edge around them when he went to go see them a second time.

Not to mention he almost shattered white diamond by smashing her head into a pillar when he was controlling her because of the fact that he wanted revenge for White diamond pulling Steven’s Gem out. And no a hug didn’t “fix everything” either at the end of Steven Universe future. When Steven went back to normal after being corrupted her didn’t “get better” he was a bit emotional even though he calmed down a bit. Like literally we get it you hate Steven and or the show Steven Universe in general. You want a cookie or something?

I’m tired of people using Jack to put down other types of villains especially sympathetic ones like lmao these are the same people who said that the whole “evil just because they love being evil” (especially Disney) trope was overdone and wanted something else. And when people were finally given something new like tragic villains or generational trauma(WHICH IS AN ISSUE THAT PEOPLE SHOULD TALK ABOUT) now it’s all like”What ew we don’t want this.” “The twagic villain twope is overdone.!!!11!!1 it’s been awhile since we’ve seen an actuwal evil viwain.” DUDE the evil just because they love it is a trope that has also been ran into the ground. And this is coming from someone who likes both villain archetypes. AND FOR GOODNESS SAKE STOP SHITTING ON TRAGIC VILLAINS OR GENERATIONAL TRAUMA LIKE IM SO TIRED. DISNEY ONLY MADE TWO MOVIES ABOUT GENERATIONAL TRAUMA AND YALL LOST YOUR DAMN MINDS. YOU ACT LIKE TRAUMA DOESNT CAUSE SOME PEOPLE TO HATE THE WORLD AND OR PEOPLE AROUND THEM CAUSING THEM TO WANNA GET REVENGE OR DESTROY THE WORLD OR SOMETHING. LIKE YOU CAN LITERALLY CRY ABOUT IT. Just gives people like me more comfort characters to relate to, to help us deal with our own issues along shitty people like you.🙃(not saying Disney doesn’t have their own flaws as a company though.)

LIKE IM DONE, IM FUCKING DONE

Im tired of people mischaracterizing other characters for the sake of a stupid meme

Im tired of others using Jack to put down other villains archetypes

I’m tired of people using Puss in boots to put down Turning Red

AND MOST OF ALL IM TIRED PEOPLE MAKING THOSE DUMB EDITS OF JACK SAYING THE N WORD

YOU ALL MAKE ME GAG LIKE BE QUIET! SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH!

[violivs]

NMTDaily: Introducing Leo AND Rebuttal AND tiny bonus video

These episodes are so intrinsically linked that I’m covering them together in one post. Starting with…

Introducing Leo

- Aww, Leo’s so uncomfy on camera. And Bea and Hero are so cute with Bea making the Nothing Much to Do joke and Hero pushing her over. I love these three.

- The sunshine framing them makes this video so pretty, too!

- I love the line “I’m not related to these two.” It’s meta, because in-world it’s a tongue-in-cheek ‘you’re embarrassing’, but out-of-world, it’s the truth. These are three actors who are not related to each other. I don’t know why that tickles me, but it does.

- “You know what I can’t stand about guys?” “Uh, everything?” Perfect.

- Interesting that this is Bea’s chosen topic for a random chatty video that’s supposed to be about introducing Leo to the viewers. For being so anti-boys, she sure has them on the brain.

- This is an incredible modernization of the beard/no beard line from the play, I love it. It does also handily rule out all boys across the board from dating Bea, which is a useful rhetorical strategy when you don’t actually want a boyfriend!

- “I understand me.” “You’re the only one.” This moment is gonna be paralleled later, and I’m already screaming about it. I think people are avoiding spoilers in their liveblogs, so I’ll just omit the context, but I cannot wait for “I’m glad that you understand me.”

- Ben is walking alone, a safe distance behind the group of other kids walking by. Socially anxious behavior. Just saying.

- “See you in Hell, Beatrice.” I adore that they already have inside jokes, that they already gravitate towards each other in class enough for that to happen.

- Leo wanting to defend Bea when nothing is actually wrong: foreshadowing for failing to defend someone else when something IS wrong?

- How is it a pop quiz if the kids know about it in advance? I thought a pop quiz always referred to a surprise quiz?

- I love that Ben is meddling in Claudio’s love life at the same time as Bea is offering to meddle in Hero’s love life. Parallels!

- Beatrice the awesome old cat lady! I love all the cat doodles onscreen.

- Leo is struggling here. What is he, 23? He didn’t sign up to raise teens and it shows, lol. Trying and failing to give Hero the be careful about boys talk.

- Eternally obsessed with Beatrice going on the internet and telling everyone her type is lanky dark-haired British guys, and then STILL spending months in denial about liking Ben after this. I love her.

- I did not know who JJ Field was when I first saw this episode. I still don’t think I’ve ever seen a single thing he’s been in.

- Hero calling Bea the heck out! “A thing for British guys? Hmm, who do we know who’s British?”

- “No one, we don’t know anyone!” *all fall over adorably*

- It’s been pointed out by Donalduke shippers before that these girls know two lanky dark-haired British guys: Ben Hobbes and John Donaldson. I still think that’s an interesting pickup. Some of the things that on Ben make him Beatrice’s ideal guy, become things that are different and weird about John.

- “please don’t call me Crotchety Old Emu” another all-timer when it comes to NMTD lines.

- It honestly feels like the whole Emu Time bit could have been completely improvised. They feel like real siblings/cousins making fun of each other, I love it.

- We also know from later context clues exactly how serious a threat “I’ll call my mum” is coming from Bea. You don’t mess with Hermione Duke!

REBUTTAL

- It’s a line from the trailer! “Beatrice is a stupid little so-and-so who doesn’t know anything about anything!” Classic.

- I love how he actually could have been way harsher but said “so-and-so” instead of a swear word. Because he already doesn’t hate her as much as he wants to?

- “There’s no one on Earth who’s ever gonna fill her grand criteria, no one!” And then her actual boyfriend criteria list is one item long: ‘must be Benedick Hobbes’.

- And of course, he’s only upset because he thinks he doesn’t fit her criteria, even though he doesn’t fully realize that yet.

- He’s relieved that he can talk about her without her watching the videos AND annoyed that she stopped watching at the same time. He’s obsessed with her, I’m sorry.

- Not to mention that he watches all HER videos the second they drop and frequently makes video responses to them. Babydoll, honestly. I am zero percent fooled. You love her.

- He also links to her Tweet about her latest video in the video description, so he probably follows her on Twitter (even though he didn’t have a transmedia twitter account shhh)

- PARRADAWKS, a classic moment (we love you Jake, we call out this little Scottish slip in only good fun!)

- Honestly I’m just obsessed that he was deadass like “did you just say I’m exactly your type but because I don’t have a beard I’m too young for you?! I am deeply offended and here’s a bulleted list as to why you’re wrong. Also I definitely don’t want to date you. Promise. No really. I don’t!”

- “I make jokes, I crack wise!” Don’t make me go off about Ben’s court jester complex where he thinks he’s only worth being around as long as he’s entertaining and no one actually likes him as a person beyond the performance. I’ll do it. I will!

- I love this bit so much. “You’re a mean-spirited old dragon!” *flaps hands like dragon wings*

- “I’ve seen deep into your heart and you feel nothing!” WHOA, big-time dip into the tragic backstory of how she stopped being his friend and broke his heart on this line!

- Oh good, his eyes look dark blue in this video. I’ve worried before that I described them as blue in fanfic but I’ve seen other people describe them as brown in fanfic so I might’ve been wrong. Pretty certain they’re blue though. Nothing wrong with any eye color, I just like to get my details right.

- BONUS secret lost video of Ben asking for Q&A questions! I forgot all about this, but it was definitely still on the channel when I first started watching the series.

- I would have kept this on the story playlist solely because every one of the limited moments I have of Benedick Hobbes on my screen is a treasure and I want them all thank you. Even if they are bad quality.

- Ben stole the idea of doing a Q&A from Bea and Hero.

- And the keysmash of letters that is this video’s title includes the letters GF, which is definitely a coincidence but also Ben is very soon to have a realization about the concept of GFs, so it makes me laugh.

- He mentions being on the way home from Claudio’s house. I am very sad that Ben is in a good place in his friendship with Claudio, goes over to his house and has him to his own house all the time, STILL feels constantly afraid of losing him as a friend to the point of being overbearing, and then… The Eventuality will happen. :(

- Ends it with every single NewWho catchphrase up to 12. I love him. What a nerd.

💖🦩🥭