#not sure we'll actually go through with it or manage anything of the sort because we

[saixpuppy]

honestly we'd probably benefit from some kind of like. tumblr detox. taking a break

[yanderes-galore]

Heyy, can I could request a romantic yandere Hazbin Hotel Alastor x darling who is a demon who wants to redeem herself but has a deal with alastor so, she has her soul but being in the hotel cannot do her any harm or yeah? 👀

Sure! Made some tweaks to fit this into canon, Alastor's intention are still unknown towards you. Defaulted to concept as I wasn't sure how you wanted this. Originally didn't read that darling HAD her soul, so this got a bit difficult but I think I've got it.

Yandere! Alastor with Sinner! Darling

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic (Dubious)

Possible Trigger Warnings: Female Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Ownership, Possessive behavior, Violence, Mentions of being a pet, Forced/Toxic partnership.

The only demons who can redeem themselves are known as Sinners.

Power is an important thing in Hell, that's primarily what deals are about here.

Power is what makes the hierarchy and makes other demons, like Overlords, powerful.

Alastor is one of these many Overlords.

He's actually... one of the most feared Overlords.

Based on what we can see in the show, demons would do anything to not go near him.

Alastor has made many deals with demons before.

Which is probably why he's so powerful.

You just so happen to be yet another Sinner he has under his belt.

Be it through gambling or some other desperate reason... you managed to come face to face with Alastor.

"Poor girl... all alone with no one to help you, hm~?"

The Overlord is pleased when he sees you, a desperate soul who needs his help.

Before he helps to pick you up, he offers you a deal.

A deal he's made countless times before.

He'll help you as long as you are indebted in some way to him.

Perhaps he doesn't have your soul, like you said.

Making any sort of deal with an Overlord is bad news.

In this case, instead of your soul, Alastor can settle for something else.

Perhaps he'll find a way to swindle it from you later....

At the time, well, you took it.

When he offered you that deal, you had no other option.

Such a deal made you a pet for the radio demon, one he can call whenever he wishes.

That's the deal... you'll be tied to him one way or another even if he doesn't have your soul.

Unless you want him to cast you out to the Hellhounds and Sharks again, hm~?

Y'know what's worse?

You happen to be his favorite.

"Hey there, darling dear~ We'll be great partners, you'll see!"

That was a long time ago, now.

You aren't sure why Alastor helped you... or why he allowed you to keep your soul for now.

At the time it took some begging.

You had to grovel to get Alastor to let you keep your soul.

Instead he ordered a... partnership instead of your soul.

You were often asked to help him out for tasks, you have for years.

You consider yourself one of the lucky ones.

Lucky because Alastor liked you enough to not leash your soul.

Something about you intrigued him.

One of the tasks you were summoned to help with was Charlie's hotel.

The girl needs STAFF and Alastor is willing to provide.

It unnerved you when Alastor came back to you after being gone for years.

"Darling~! Did you miss me~? We still have a deal, y'know... hope you didn't forget all about me~?"

Alastor's presence always left you uneasy.

Like most other demons, whenever he was in sight you felt your heart nearly stop.

However, Alastor was the closest demon you had to a friend.

So the feeling was usually easy to smother.

"Why are you here?"

"Once again I have a little job for you, sweetheart. Surely you know to listen, right?"

You knew you had to.

This partnership was the only thing keeping Alastor from taking your soul.

You had to help him... if you didn't, he could take your soul as collateral.

"State your order."

"A dear old friend of mine needs help running a certain hotel. She has no STAFF...! So I need you to come and help, my dear girl..."

His voice is a condescending purr, red eyes holding mischief.

He knows you can't refuse.

So with a heavy sigh, you listen to your dear partner....

This is what brings you to the hotel.

Honestly... you don't regret coming here.

Through Alastor you meet Charlie and the others, pitying Husk's position and trying your best to get along.

In your eyes, you originally were unsure on how to feel on demon rehabilitation.

Could... Sinners really be redeemed?

... Could you be redeemed?

You were unsure until Charlie seemed so adamant.

She looks so happy about it... enough to give you hope.

Although hope is a hard thing to keep when Alastor watches your every move.

The Overlord has to keep an extra eye on you for two reasons.

First of all, you're his favorite to toy with.

Second of all... he doesn't have your soul to pull when you 'misbehave'.

Alastor is clever, he knows what you think.

If he's known you for years, he picks up on your little thoughts.

Alastor can probably tell you get along with Charlie.

A little too well, actually.

At first he allows it, it's just some talk between girls....

However, when he realizes you want to be redeemed...

Alastor feels himself twitch a bit.

He curses himself for not taking your soul earlier.

A partnership won't allow him to pull you.

He has to own you completely.

You can notice the deer demon looking on edge.

His eyes keep glaring into you as you work, the grip on his staff unrelenting.

You sense you're walking on thin ice.

You want to be redeemed, theoretically you can.

But a voice nags you from the back of your mind.

Wouldn't that break your deal?

The thought makes you shudder.

You don't doubt Alastor knows about this.

You can tell once he stops looking as stressed as he was... no... in fact he's smug.

You have a feeling you aren't leaving so easily.

Despite this, you're determined, carefully listening to Charlie and participating in every activity.

Unfortunately... Alastor will step in before you can get anywhere.

"Darling~"

Alastor's voice is in its usual purr, entering your hotel room with a grin.

You fear what's coming.

"What is it you want?"

"Oh you know damn well...."

His voice distorts into static, making you freeze.

You've struck a nerve it seems.

Alastor steps closer, leaning on his staff with a glare.

"You think you're a clever girl, don't you?"

"I'm keeping to our deal, Alastor."

You try to lie, but you can't lie to him.

"You know you aren't, darling. I understand if you want to play along with Charlie's little game..."

He grabs your chin, his hold a painful vice.

"But you'll never be redeemed, girl. Not while I'm here. In fact..."

Alastor's other hand taps your chest, grin turning to a scowl for a moment.

"Call me petty... but I own your soul now."

Your jaw drops.

"What!? No, you can't-"

"I can..."

Alastor hums, manifesting a green chain around your neck.

"And I will..."

The moment your partnership breaks off, Alastor is able to claim your soul.

He feels you broke the deal...

Which means you're his now.

"You had a good run, dear... unfortunately you need to learn your place."

You feel yourself collapse on the floor, Alastor yanking the chain with a newfound grin.

"I've been waiting for this, girl..."

He kneels down, his voice an eager whisper.

"I should've taken your soul long ago, then I wouldn't have to deal with all this stress...!"

He pulls you onto your knees, watching you grovel like you did all those years ago.

"Perfect~" He hums, "This is exactly where you belong..."

You go to retort, but Alastor uses your newfound chain to choke you.

"It's best you be a good girl and listen to me now..."

Alastor hisses, pulling you so you look him in the eyes.

"I happen to hate misbehaving pets."

It was inevitable that he'd claim you... now you're rightfully his and will be for years to come... won't you?

[indecisive-capricorn]

Yandere Cullens Family's Reactions to You Attempting to Escape:

WARNINGS: Yandere, running away, mature language, manipulation, toxic relationship, gaslighting, etc.

SUMMARY: You tried to run away from your kidnapper lover but your attempt failed and now you have to face the consequences of your actions. Problem is, how will your beloved yandere react to it and what are the punishments that lie ahead for you?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: We had the Volturi guards and now, we'll have the Cullens! I guess, I'm in my active writing era for tumblr, so don't be surprised if I end up posting a whole lot more. It can be about Twilight or even other fandoms. I'll definitely be posting more for Miguel O'Hara too. Also, I was supposed to post this later on but it got put on queue and I didn't know how to put it out of the list, so I apologize if it seems a little rushed.

MASTERLIST & REQUESTS: Have some wine before you leave, or suggest a good brand to me. any form of messages are a delight.

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EDWARD CULLEN aka THE MIND READER

He's a mind reader. That is the only thing you need to know about him to know that it's useless to even try to escape because Edward is already reading your mind to see the potential plans of your escape. He'll do everything to ensure you won't escape and if you managed to find a single hint that could bring your hopes up to do so, he'll immediately eliminate it by fixing the problem. If you had somehow— no one knows precisely how —managed to find an escape, then just know that he'll find you soon enough. Not even just because of his abilities as a vampire since he can easily track down your scent with them, but also because well— he can read your mind. Edward will know where you desperately want to go to and he'll know about the decisions that you'll make as you try to escape. So, good luck but it's practically impossible, unless you managed to outsmart him by thinking of some sort of distraction. But yeah, it's almost impossible because he's constantly reading your mind! Very nosy indeed for a vampire but even worse as a yandere vampire.

CARLISLE CULLEN aka THE DOCTOR

He would be disappointed. Carlisle isn't the type to get angry at people, but he would get disappointed in you when you try to run away because he thought you knew better than to do that. Honestly, out of everyone in the family, Carlisle is the yandere who gives the most freedom to his darling partner. Carlisle gives a lot of trust to you but after your attempt escape, which was most likely ruined because of another family member, he will definitely be keeping a closer eye on you. Carlisle will either give you a scolding after your escape or he will be quite silent while checking if you got any injuries while being outside. The latter is actually scarier than the first because it's unusual for Carlisle to be giving you the silent treatment and it would mean that he would be more cautious and give you less freedom from then on. However, instead of immediately locking you up in the house after your attempt escape, Carlisle will show you all the reasons to keep you in the house. It could be by showing you the wounds and deaths caused by a rogue vampire or even just by bringing you to the hospital to show you the potential wounds you could get by being outside.

ALICE CULLEN aka THE PSYCHIC

Same situation as Edward. She's a psychic. Alice can easily check through her gift when you feel even the slightest want to go against her. She'll immediately fix the problem and spend more time with you and be much more attentive too. However, if you decide to rebel against her far too many times, she might just let you attempt an escape. Under her watchful eye, of course, since she doesn't want anything to happen to her precious darling but Alice is sure she can make an accident or two happen around you or maybe worsen your day with some horrible mannered humans to get you thinking that going outside and rebelling against her isn't worth it. She'll be faking her worries when you finally decide to come back home to her and she'll fuss all over your health. Alice might hide it from you but she is strategic and quite smart, especially when it concerne you. Your attempt had also given Alice a chance to guilt trip you into being her personal dress up doll. Not that you already weren't before, but things are certainly much smoother if you follow her order like a sweet darling right?

ROSALIE HALE-CULLEN aka THE BEAUTY

Rosalie would be scoffing at your attempt. She's definitely annoyed and angry at you, but she is also blaming herself for it. Rosalie should have known you would try to escape and she probably had a feeling on that as well, yet she still decided to trust her darling. You could say that she considered it as a test to see your loyalty to her, one in which you had failed horribly. After she has finally calmed down from her anger, which could take a few days, she will return to you with a sweet smile and continue treating you as her precious jewel like she usually does. Now, you can ignore her attempts to win you back over with her charms and even insult her for it, but do remember that Rosalie could be the sweetest person in the world towards her darling, constantly spoiling you with affection and cherishing you with her gentle words. Her actions causes you to be awfully conflicted about your want to escape because why would you want to get away from someone who loves you more than anything in the world? Your doubts could be added if you had terrible partners in the past.

JASPER HALE-CULLEN aka THE SOLDIER

Jasper will definitely be hurt. I mean, which yandere wouldn't feel hurt at some point if their darling tries to escape? But out of everyone, Jasper is the one who shows it the most. He's trying so hard to adjust for his darling on everything. He had made renovations to his home, specifically to accomodate to your taste and comfort. He had to endure more trainings to keep his blood thirst under control because he doesn't want to hurt you, and so much more. Jasper doesn't expect you to return anything, not even your affections since he understands he needs to earn it, but you attempting to escape is almost like you were dismissing all of his efforts in one go or even worse, you didn't give a shit about them in the first place and that was what probably hurted him the most. Jasper will probably get stricter with you after that. He had tried to be fair and tried to respect your space before and to be quite honest, he is the yandere who gives the most freedom to you after Carlisle. His only rule was for you to not leave him. But you had to break the rule and now, you'll pay for the consequences.

ESME CULLEN aka THE LOVER

Esme has the same reaction as Jasper. She's hurt but she is also confused as well. Esme is really patient and she understands that you needed time and space to adjust living in her house, your new and sudden home that was completely foreign to you, and she's trying hard to get you adjusted and be as comfortable as possible. Like Jasper, she's doing everything she can for your comfort but unlike Jasper, she expects your acceptance in return. It's not as if she is expecting it in a cruel type of way with the mindset that she's doing something for you, so you should do something for her. No, Esme is nothing like that. However, Esme made sure she was doing everything right and she expected for your relationship with her to go more smoothly, not for you to suddenly escape. Your failed escape made her think she did something wrong, but she's confused because she had done everything right so far. Esme never forced you to return your affections, she wanted to slowly earn it, which is why after your failed escape, she had a talk with you and asked you why you tried to leave. Esme knows that she's flawed but she wants to improve herself and do everything she can to fix the problem but in no world would she ever let you go.

EMMETT CULLEN aka THE JOKER

Emmett is silent. He was so fucking silent that it actually scared you more than if he got angry at you and he had never gotten angry at you either but it's probably much better than the silent treatment you're getting. No teasings or even some bad jokes. Heck, not even his cheesy pick up lines. Emmett still takes care of you and spend time with you during his silent treatment though. He still cooks meals for you and cuddles with you while watching a horror movie, which is actually his favourite activity to do with you, but he still didn't say a single word. And it was starting to get to you as well. You had no one else besides Emmett in the house, sometimes his "siblings" would visit, but they don't talk much with you and you were beginning to slowly grow insane from the lack of conversations. It didn't matter how long it took but after some time, you broke down and begged for Emmett to speak to you because if the silent treatment continued on, you were sure you would go completely insane. Emmett was surprised when you begged him but he was pleased as well. He was silent all this time in order to make him more tolerable to you, but Emmett also knew that he would eventually break you and hoped it would be enough to get you to want to talk to him.

[bonzos-number-1-fan]

TMAGP 6 Thoughts: Old Friends

Lots to talk about this time although maybe not lots to say. We'll see. This was a Jonny episode so that's bound to happen. Either way spoilers for episode 6 below the cut.

So, I think we all know the biggest thing here; mini-donuts are finally confirmed. Okay, for actual serious things; Alice likes Choco Liebnitz and has confirmed to have immaculate biscuit standards but alternate biscuit spellings.

For the stuff that largely doesn't matter we've got a "surprise" 4th returning character, a new avatar in a fun new flavour, and a statement you know people are going to try to cram into the desire theory.

Starting from the bottom up for no real reason this was a very overtly fear driven episode. I'm not going to spend too much time on this bit because I think trash talking this theory is in poor taste. But I don't buy it and think it's often very strained and ignores big chunks of things to justify itself, and seems to forget just how much of TMA was wrapped up in desires too. The cosmology was always set up to have some people running away from the Fears and some people running towards them. TMP hasn't really done much different there to my mind and this episode is a pretty hard break away from a lot of the things people like to latch onto for the desire theory.

Needles up next then and I'm a big fan. Harry Roebuck obviously did a great job, and the different formats continue to do some great work. There isn't really a lot to say about the incident in general other than the above. It's all pretty normal stuff outside of the fun with the format. But what is interesting, apart from another character we'll see return, is that Needles is both very close to and very far from a TMA character. Both ways you can take that. Obviously there are some pretty big Stranger and Spiral vibes here. Like, if you throw Needles next to Nikola they'd seem totally normal. That's almost certainly not accidental because of how it contrasts to the rest of them. Pain isn't out of place for the Stranger's lot as a threat but it is in such an extreme example of it. Needles is more about pain than they are about anything else they're not preying on the fear of the uncanny. That would typically be a great fit for The Desolation except the way it manifests here is pretty distinctly not part of the Lightless Flame's lot. The Hunt or the Slaughter are also bad touchstones here because Needles really seems to be about a slow and restrained sort of pain that's out of place in those ideas of it. Which is all to say this the most overt showcasing of different manifestations so far. We've seen lots of stuff like TMA fears but twisted in TMP already but I think this one is deliberately set up to hammer that point home. We see something that is on first glance very at home in TMA until the details leave it without a solid home in Smirke's 14.

Finally, the wonderful return of Lowri Ann Davies as Celia. Celia Ripley at that which I'm sure isn't a reference to anything. So, I'm sure some people will say this is more likely to be the Celia native to TMP but to that I'd say there probably isn't one. There is likely a Lynne Hammond in TMP but I doubt she also lost her name and took a new one. Combined with the whole "I don’t scare so easy these days." comment (especially if taken with her namesake) I think it's the contrarian stance to suggest this isn't TMA's Celia at this stage. It might obviously change as we get more info but another TMA character, especially a relatively minor one, shouldn't be a surprise in the TMA sequel. How she got here is more interesting because it's likely not how JMJ managed it and probably a more calculated effort through The Gap or a similar anomaly. Either way, very excited to see where that goes.

DPHW Theory: Another set of fairly unexciting numbers. This is good and bad. The more this occurs the more likely it is I'm correct and called it very early, but it's also less fun to dig into. Either way it's 4824 which makes a good deal of sense overall. I'd expect D to be a little higher just from the statement but Needles doesn't seem like they want to kill anyone really and it's the liminal state of uncertainty that is the sweet spot for them. Pain is their game though and an 8 is a very strong showing for it. So that's all good. 2 for H also makes sense they seem to be able to disable people but not in an overtly supernatural way and I wouldn't say it was a particular focus of the ordeal. Finally, a 4 for W tracks pretty well for out pointy Distortion-lite new friend.

CAT#R# Theory: CAT1RB leaves little to be said beyond what I've already said other than what it was that I said last time probably isn't right. But I've not found a CAT#R# theory that I particularly love yet so nothing of great import has been lost.

Header talk: Back to some measure of normalcy here with Injury (needles) -/- intimidation. And I might as well talk about my current ideas for how crosslinks work. For the first few eps I had a pretty solid idea based around emotional states. Regret, Trespass, Dysmorphic, and Guilt (assuming 3 was misfiled) all seemed like the central emotional weight of each incident. But then Musical happened and that didn't fit with that idea. So I thought maybe it's about preoccupation. It's not strictly emotional but it's driven by what the incident's subject has at the forefront of their mind during the events. That would track with each of them. But then, of course, Invitation happened which makes that theory not hold up. Afterwards I thought that it might be the vector instead and the more I think about it the more it makes sense. Crosslinks might describe the route an incident takes to manifest, how it finds its way into reality. Harriet's regret pushes her to contact whichever avatar Frankenstein-ed Arthur, RedCanary's trespassing triggered the Institute's protections, Daria's dysmorphia shaped how she was able to sculpt herself, Dr. Webber's guilt drew him into the infection's grasp/the plant life in the garden spread the infection, the violin collects its payment through music, and Voyeur claimed another victim via invitation. And now we have Needles who intimidates their victims for the fear they crave. I'm sure the next episode will ruin this theory too but that's half the fun.

[chaifootsteps]

(Patreon anon) Here's the last of what I have of my QnA archive, I don't plan to repledge so cheers to whoever uses their money to snitch like me.

-HB season 1 takes place within one year

-Wally Wackford won't appear much in season 2 but will be important in the future.

-Vivzie would love more Wally merch but her merch lead doesn't feel confident in it selling well.

-Vivzie hasn't consider making pride merch because "It's the kind of thing that big corporations to try to appeal to a generation they're not normally involved in."

-Vivzie claims the whole show is a celebration of pride and doesn't feel the need to make pride merch but would be down to making if there's a demand for it. (With the amount of fan merch I've seen, there is)

-She claims to do general research for the HH character time period but doesn't integrate the history into their backstories as of now.

-Viv's open to oversea convention appearances and has been trying to get a booking agent to travel more for European conventions.

-Paimon's a big shapeshifter and is only an owl because that's what he needs to be.

-There was a time where Vivzie hated Zoophobia, saying if something doesn't work out, keep trying new projects that excite you.

-One hell year equals a lot of Earth years, so stolas existed well before 1985.

-Vivzie actually loves Mammon's design, she conceptualized it and had someone else finalize it. Sort of like how Oz was designed by someone on the team with Vivzie finalizing it.

-Vivzie wanted to show men can be abused too with Stolas

-Jeremy Jordan might join be cast by Vivzie since she knows him

-Stella may not want Stolas dead right away anymore, just at a later time. (This was asked pre-Western Energy)

-It's currently unclear when we'll get HH merch with their full series designs since they're owned by A24. (This was months before the recall of that Sir Pentious keychain that used the full series design)

-At the time, they were aiming for a three month wait period between HB episodes for season 2.

-Unlike HH, HB isn't considered a musical to Vivzie but will have elements to it in season 2.

-Vivzie doesn't remember what the golden feathers in epsiode 6 meant. Adam saids the artist come up with a bunch of ideas.

-Sinners technically don't need food and water to live, it's mostly out of habit and indulgence. Electronic sinners like Vox find a way through cartoon logic.

-Because of how long episode 8 was taking, Vivzie and Adam have started making HB comics of what happens between the episodes. They're still figuring it out with HH.

-If Oz ever met Valentino, he would hate him. The team jokes that Val would be very "notice me senpai" with him.

-Stolas is confirmed to be 8ft tall with Blitz at 5ft.

-Fights between an overlord and a goetia would barely happen so Vivzie wouldn't know which one would win.

-Tilla was removed as a sibling because Blitz's family was still in the early works, she's going to be renamed.

-Vivzie doesn't have a specific favorite villain archetypes, she enjoys ruthless mean girls and dramatic, and theatrical messed up villains like The Joker.

-Episode 6's collaboration was fun for Vivzie but complicated because she had to manage an entire second team, There were file issues and they had to go back and forth to make sure they were correct.

-Vivzie's interested in making more Zoophobia merch but doesn't wish to for other older projects. She mentions it'd be hard to convince her merch lead that anyone would want to buy anything from her older works.

-Stolas does have guilt with his affair and he has a lot of turmoil related to it.

-Leviathan will have a cameo in season 2

-Vivzie can't give specifics but Stolas doesn't have many friends who we might see them in the future. Stella has two friends who at the moment of that QnA don't have names.

-White marks on Imps are scars, and can be added for aesthetics (Unsure if she means design wise or in-universe cosmetics, possibly both with how Barbie looks)

-Stolas's job is to look into the skies of Earth and find prophecies in them and inform Hell of what's to come in the future, he doesn't do much other than that.

-Oz has a broad range of powers, there were too many to list in the timespan of the QnA.

-Octavia takes after Stolas in that she's socially unaware, Vivzie claims she also unaware of her parents's relationship because of Stolas trying hard to make it seem things are fine and does that to a "good extent".

-we'll see what Octavia and Stella's relationship is like later.

-Vivzie would like to release an artbook bigger than their con-exclusive one for HB after season 2 and when the team is free to organize the production art, she's unable to do one for HH at the moment.

-DHORK will return

-She's still figuring out the sins but don't want them to be fallen angels since it doesn't matter in HB, but it will for HH. So she wants to wait until HH to decide. (Possible they figured it out with HH season 1 done)

-She finds people saying the childhood friends trope with Stolitz being fanservice frustrating. (As seen with her recent rant of the overall story)

-Vivzie adopted Pixel a year and a half after she graduated SVA. She didn't explain how she got Honeybee and Nugget.

-full quote "There would be demons from the ring of Lust who would be asexual, and they will get to that in the future. But she generally imagines that lust demons wouldn't think it'd that much of a taboo. Lust demons would generally be confused by the concept, but they wouldn't have any hate.

Asmodeus would be an example of someone who wouldn't understand asexuality"

-She would like region-free dvds of HB but it would require re-negotiations with everyone who was involved with the show, if they do release it, it'll be difficult to make it region-free.

-Stolitz didn't interact at all between the 25 years apart.

-She put a lot of her life into Loo Loo Land, and yes...Viv's dad was openly horny in front of her and her sisters growing up, Viv found it funny but like I told Lemon...There was no mention of how her sisters felt about it.

-Viv put aspects of herself into Octavia but claims to not be a self-insert. Fizz has an aspect that is directly from Viv that we'll see in season 2 that she feels needs to be shown.

-HB was spun off because IMP was originally for HH, with Vivzie thinking they were better off as their own thing. HB's also about exploring Vivzie's hell like the demons that possess people.

-HB/HH was inspired by Batman and various musicals with the idea that she wanted a worlds with nothing but villains.

-The fan interpretations of Andrealphus were pretty close to what she's written for him.

-Vivzie's interpretation of Stolas's "I used to think that I was bold, I used to think that love was for fun" is meant that he's never gotten the chance to experience true love with him being gay and he had an arranged marriage.

-She wants Stolas and Stella's relationship to be something that's debated.

-The Von Eldritches will not appear in HH season 1

-question "How did Viv get to where she was? How did she get Hazbin and Helluva produced?"

answer: "She has reps who set her up with people very interested in her show. It was the producers who pitched their interest in her. This is what happened with Hazbin in that production companies showed what they would do for that show. When A24 showed interest in Hazbin, that's when she started pitching it to others (No mention of that those others are)"

-The certificate on Loona's adoption paper was signed by Beelzebub.

-HH will have the same level of NSFW and dark as HB is at the time of season 2's beginning, (I'm not sure why people are thinking it'll be even more if she has to obey S&P with a TV show) she admits to not having a good gauge of what's too extreme as she just does what she wants to do to tell her story. HH is new territory since it's more story based than HB.

-YT doesn't allow the use of the word "cunt" so Mammon will be heavily censored with the amount of time he saids it. There's also a scene in HB that a storyboard artist went too extreme on and Vivzie was afraid it would be rejected but turned out to be okay. (This ask was in September 2022, she didn't mention which scene but if I had to guess it might have been the dildo room)

-Oz is aware of Fizz being an imp, but Vivzie doesn't know if it's an open fact and she might use it as a story element someday.

-Rosie is an overlord, that's all Vivzie can say when asked what kind of demon she is.

-At the time Vivzie was still figuring out how time works in hell, Sinners are stuck at the age they died as while Hellborns do age.

-Stolas would have thought of Blitz a lot after their day together and has a problem separating fantasy from reality, Blitz would have never thought of him.

-Blitz's horse obsession started as an inside joke among the team

-Vivzie can't say if season 2 will have a Stolitz kiss

-Episode 6's collab started 4-5 months before the episode came out, There's no plans for season 2 to have one but Vivzie would love to do it again.

-When asked if any new characters will join IMP in season 2 Vivzie said "Not this season!"

-Stolas can transform into other things, but Vivzie is still deciding if it's something he can do on his own or needs the grimoire for it.

-Vivzie uses Google sheets to write and takes the complete draft to something called Final Draft to finish it

-That white cyclops guy that shows up in Cherri Bomb's segment of Addict is likely to change but that's all Vivzie can say.

-Striker was confirmed to be a hybrid hellborn.

-The client giving birth button in episode 1 was an oversight on Vivzie's part but did say that IMP had hellborn clients before

-Any remaining reveals of HH characters will be minor characters from the pilot, the final reveal will be a brand new character. (This was before the Adam reveal, so he could have been the final one)

-The thing about the sins being a pseudo-family with "nice and asshole" ones were accurate to what's been told to you, same with them technically being goetias, they're just in a different category.

-We'll see Oz and Mammon's relationship in the middle of season 2.

-A lot of material things have been made in the greed ring, it's very industrial, full of banks, smoggy and crime ridden like that was seen in the Chaz episode.

-HH and HB are planned out but said that there's "wiggle room' in that they figure out as the show goes by how they get to the events.

-Vivzie's still deciding what special powers Striker would have as a hybrid.

-If Vivzie had unlimited funds, she would love to make a movie for HH and HB and to speed up her production pipeline. she had issues in 2022 with her working more on HH.

-Claims that HH will definitely come out in 2023, but she also mentioned season 2 of HB will have a more consistent release schedule at the same time.

-Vivzie would like to make a height chart for the HB characters but claims the team doesn't need one because they know the size of them already.

> Vivzie hasn't consider making pride merch because "It's the kind of thing that big corporations to try to appeal to a generation they're not normally involved in."

Says Vivzie as she can't put out Sallie Mae merchandise fast enough, despite her having one speaking line and about five seconds of screen time.

> -HH and HB are planned out but said that there's "wiggle room' in that they figure out as the show goes by how they get to the events.

She's flip-flopped on how planned out the show is so many times it's not even funny anymore.

> Stolas does have guilt with his affair and he has a lot of turmoil related to it.

Figures this was before both scenes where he says he has zero guilt and would feel bad if he thought he did something wrong but doesn't.

> -Stolas would have thought of Blitz a lot after their day together and has a problem separating fantasy from reality, Blitz would have never thought of him.

What a fascinating character trait that we were all looking forward to seeing more of after Blitzo told him off in Ozzie's and popped his delusional bubble! What a shame it was downgraded to "Stolas, as always, did nothing wrong."

> -She wants Stolas and Stella's relationship to be something that's debated.

Liar.

> -She put a lot of her life into Loo Loo Land, and yes...Viv's dad was openly horny in front of her and her sisters growing up, Viv found it funny but like I told Lemon...There was no mention of how her sisters felt about it.

> -Vivzie doesn't remember what the golden feathers in epsiode 6 meant. Adam saids the artist come up with a bunch of ideas.

Remember when we all thought that was important? Oh Vivzie, you fucking hack.

Thank you so much for all of these, Patreon Anon. Hopefully someone else will step into your shoes but for now know that you're braver than any Marine.

[poisonouswritings]

Last legacy where everything is the same but mc has a gun

I know that the intro mentions Ayanna having a gun in the original game but no one in the story ever has one or mentions one so we're just gonna pretend no one in Astraea knows what they are

GN!Reader, guns and stuff that goes with it we're just gonna say you can summon the Astrolabe at any time but you have trouble actually using the magic aspect of it, Color Rule (Felix, Anisa, Sage), always follow proper gun safety!!

We'll assume you already have experience with a gun. Maybe you own one, or you grew up with parents or family that did and you grew up learning about them. You obviously didn't bring a gun with you to the convention, though.

So you're looking at the poster and you hear a clatter and you look over and see this ornate, golden pump-action shotgun. You can tell from a glance that it's a prop (although it doesn't have the 'fake weapon' tag that all prop weapons get when you check into the con, so that's a little weird...) but you make sure to stay away from the muzzle anyways when you walk over to pick it up, going to check the safety.

And then you get transported. Thanks, Felix.

When you tumble into Astraea, your immediately priority is to keep your finger far away from the trigger and check the safety. You just barely manage to find it (it's already in the ON position, thank fuck) when you get grabbed by the distraught wizard that just teleported you here.

Once Felix does calm down and realize you aren't Rime, he turns his attention to the As- what in seven Hells did you do to it?? He's never seen it take a form like this. What the hell even is it? Luckily you seem to know how to handle it. He ends up poking around it a bit. It's sort of,, like,,, a super big-ass wand? What's a trigger? What's a safety? Those are magical terms of sequential orders, not physical things!!

He'll have to look at it more another time, because the guards are pounding on the door. You sling the rifle over your shoulder with the handy strap and hop on through.

Then you're in Anisa's office and she's pointing a sword at your chest. Since the drop through the portal was a little rougher than you expected, you reflexively reach back to secure the rifle on your back. There's a soft glow and it transforms into a double-action revolver. Which uh. Does not go over well with Anisa because Now You Have A Handheld Magic Weapon!! She starts to grab it from you but pauses because What The Hells Even Is It??

On one hand, she's significantly more convinced you're an assassin. On the other hand, when you explain you're from Earth, she's quicker to believe you.

She! Has!! So!!! Many!!!! Questions!!!!! About Earth weapons. You give her a very basic safety lesson (don't point it at anything you don't plan to shoot, never have your finger on the trigger unless you're going to shoot, make sure the safety is on every time you pick it up, even if you 'swear' you had it on before, always handle it like it's loaded and live just to be sure, etc). The gun is so light you assume it's unloaded but you double-check anyways. And. Huh. There are these pellet-sized little balls of light magic in place of bullets. That's... Weird. You triple-check the safety and decide to investigate more later. Like, maybe when you're not in a closed room with a curious half-cat girl who's never seen a gun before?

Anyways Felix gets brought in before Anisa has a chance to ask more questions, though you promise you'll tell her more some other time.

Now it's off to the Saucy Gull to try and track down the mysterious Sage Lesath!

Anisa and Felix both suggest having your weapon on hand because the tavern you're going to is pretty well known for constant brawls. You're a bit wary about using it just yet - these clearly aren't normal bullets and you don't want to risk doing serious damage. You turn your prop sword/staff holster into a makeshift gun holster, secure it to your side under your cloak, and press on.

Then Anisa manages to start a fight in about a minute by pointing out the illegal rat racing going on in the back over there. It's way too crowded in here to even think about firing a shot, so you rely on dodging, ducking, and throwing random utensils - up until you get cornered against the bartop. Now you have a problem with three different choices;

Use your gun. You have one target at a point-blank range. You won't miss. But you have no idea how strong the magical bullets are so you have no idea if they'll go through the body and potentially ricochet or hit someone else. So that's out. And besides, when you're this close, your opponent can easily just knock the gun out of your hand, so it's risky to begin with.

Shout for Anisa and Felix. They're busy in their own battles, though, and there's lots of other shouting in the tavern, so there's a good chance they won't hear you.

Kick this dude in the shins as hard as you can and run the hell away. You're not sure you have enough room for a real wind-up, though.

You're spared from making a decision when your opponent gets knocked in the face from left field by a big 'ol neko. When he offers to bring you to safety, you agree, making sure your gun is still in it's holster because You Don't Actually Know Who This Large Strong Man Is and it's better to be safe than sorry. So onwards you go.

He's flirtatious. Sexy-dangerous, as he puts it. But you don't think he's a danger, so you relax a bit; up until the voices from the other end of the hallway that Sage identifies as bad news. On reflex you reach for your gun only to find it's once again morphed, this time into a semi-automatic pistol; faster and holds more rounds than the revolver, much tighter and less powerful than the shotgun. That should work if it comes down to blows.

Sage's first question is Why Were You Cowering Against The Bar If You Had A Weapon??? Second question is Can He Hold It (Not In A Kinky Way)? Obviously you're not letting him touch it because He Will Play With It Like A Toy, but you do very quickly release the cartridge to let him look at it (and to double-check the bullets - they're still those glowing magical balls). Then you slide it back into the pistol with an audible click! and Sage's tail starts wagging. And y'know? I think he's a little flustered when you have it on your hip like that because,, like,,, y'know how he totally got turned on when you had a knife to his throat? Well he imagines you pulling out the gun and cocking it and. like.

Idk. Idk. I just think Sage likes being threatened and doesn't fully understand what a gun does (at least not until he actually sees you shooting at some targets)

You ultimately decide not to escalate the situation, though, and let Sage scare the guys off.

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As you settle into life in Astraea, you learn about your weapon. From what Felix helps you learn, the Astrolabe changes it's shape depending on what you need it for in the moment. The ammo is magical so it's both infinite and fluid, meaning it's strength changes more or less in accordance with what you want.

You're able to get a sight on it,,, a laser, specifically. You don't get to use it very often because as soon as you turn it on, Anisa, Sage, and Stella all go into cat-mode and chase it.

You do eventually let everyone try it out, albeit after a very in-depth safety lesson (or multiple, if we're being honest).

Felix isn't a huge fan of it. It's kind of cool to look at but he prefers his spellcasting. He does enjoy getting to help you test the complexity of the bullets, though. Can you enchant them to do different things, like turning whatever it shoots to water or making it a flamethrower or something?? You guys don't know, but you're gonna find out!!

Anisa has mixed feelings about it. On the one hand, it's super cool! She loves learning about Earth technology and weaponry, and she appreciates the creativity involved for how humans have managed to adapt without magic. On the other hand you tell her about all the various atrocities guns have been used for and she's,, a little less enthusiastic. She likes target practice, though.

You have to knowingly keep it away from Sage because he's liable to just start messing with it. It's shiny and it makes funny sounds and sometimes there's a laser?? Instant cat toy for him. At the very least he understands religiously checking the safety and never aiming it at a living thing. He doesn't understand the concept of not touching the trigger until he nearly shoots himself in the foot. Then he gains a healthy level of respect. Now he's a little worried about you accidentally shooting yourself, though...

[unclewaynemunson]

Time for the Wingman Wayne AU - Ronance Edition pt7! Only one more to go after this one :’) - Read from the beginning | or on ao3

As soon as they get out of the car, Robin realizes she made a colossal mistake. She should never have come here in the first place. Why did she let Eddie and Steve talk her into this?

It doesn't seem like her date has arrived yet, but none other than Nancy Wheeler is sitting on the tea garden's terrace, some fifty yards away from the parking lot. Even with her back towards them, she's looking like she came straight from a fairytale: her curls are shining golden in the sunlight, she's wearing a fluffy pastel purple cardigan that looks like it's made of the softest wool in the whole universe, and the backdrop of fields filled with flowers blooming in all kinds of colors makes the whole sight so goddamn perfect that it makes Robin want to cry right then and there.

With a whole lot of effort, Robin manages to tear her eyes away from the girl and grabs Steve's arm to get his attention because she would very much like to get out of here before Nancy will notice them standing in the parking lot.

'Steve!' she says in a sort of panicked hiss, emphatically nodding towards the place where Nancy is sitting. 'We need to get out of here!'

He gives her a weirdly tense smile. 'Surprise,' he says, in a thin voice.

Robin feels her jaw drop, unable to do anything but gape at him for a couple of seconds.

'What-' She can't manage more than that one word, for once in her life completely dumbstruck.

'She's your date,' Eddie clarifies. 'Steve was worried about you because you were being so sad and mopey all the time, so I may have slipped and told him about how you couldn't get over Nancy.'

'And I want you to be happy, Robbie,' Steve adds. 'I swear it's not a problem for me. You shouldn't feel guilty about who you like.'

'Steve –'

'I'm serious,' he says, his eyes piercing into Robin's. 'I actually met up with Nance last week and we talked a lot of things through. It was a good bit of closure for both of us. And she told me that she's been struggling to get you out of her mind over the last few weeks, as well, so...' He shrugs kind of awkwardly. 'You should go for it. Please.'

Robin stumbles forward to give him the tightest hug possible, burying her face in his shoulder as he grumbles something about her crushing his bones.

'Thank you,' she says. Then, she pulls back and takes a long moment to look at him, searching for something in his face.

'Are you absolutely sure about this?' she asks him.

She doesn't find any of the disastrously-bad-idea indicators that she's looking for; the only thing she sees on her best friend's face is a genuine smile.

'Hundred percent,' he says, as earnest as can get. 'C'mon, go say hi to her. I figure you'll wanna catch up with each other, go take that walk she wanted to take you on. We'll be waiting for you here while stuffing our faces with scones.'

Robin grins, then takes a deep, shaky breath in an attempt to calm her nerves. And with a salute towards both boys, she walks up to the girl who's still patiently watching over the fields.

'Hi.'

Nancy looks up. She's looking even prettier than Robin remembered, with a slight blush on her cheeks and long lashes framing those beautiful wide eyes of hers. And when she locks those eyes with Robin, a shy smile appears on her face.

'Hi,' she answers.

It feels awkward, to be standing there in front of her, and Robin doesn't really know what to do with the situation.

'I was supposed to meet a blind date here,' she says. It's a poor attempt at a joke, but it still manages to get a chuckle out of Nancy – a chuckle that makes Robin's heart stutter because of how genuinely delighted it sounds.

'Do you know her name, this time?' Nancy asks.

'No, the boys didn't bother to tell me. But apparently she wanted to take me for a walk. Romantic, right?'

Encouraged by Nancy's gorgeous smile, she stretches out her hand. And when Nancy takes it to pull herself up from the bench, every single thought in Robin's brain disappears. She automatically pulls back when Nancy is standing, but Nancy only tightens her grip and intertwines their fingers with each other. Despite the warm sunshine, her hand is cold against Robin's skin. But it's the good kind of cold. It sends a chill down her spine that makes her feel like something that has been slumbering inside of her for years is finally being woken up.

She lets Nancy guide her onto a path leading into the woods, and shoots a quick glance over her shoulder towards Steve and Eddie, who are still standing near the car and shamelessly staring at them with exactly zero subtlety. Robin gives them a tiny wave and Eddie winks at her.

'You're really lucky to have them as your friends,' says Nancy while they let the trees shield them from any probing gazes.

'Yeah, I know. Steve's like, super annoying sometimes, but he's also the most selfless person I know. That's why I was so afraid of hurting him, you know.'

Nancy squeezes her hand. 'Me, too,' she answers. 'I already hurt him so much.'

When Robin gazes down upon her, she sees this guilt-ridden look on her face; she wishes she could take that face in her hands and kiss that look away.

'It's not like you could help it, right?' she says quietly. Steve had talked about it often enough for her to know that it wouldn't be fair to blame Nancy for falling out of love with him. Those things were sad and painful, of course, but it wasn't exactly anyone's fault. Okay, maybe Nancy could've told him a bit more gracefully and not while she was drunk off her ass at some party without remembering anything of it the next day – but Steve even went as far as to claim that it made him a better person, in the end.

'Well.' Nancy flinches a little bit, her mind probably wandering to the same place as Robin's. 'Part of me thought I got exactly what I deserved when you told me we couldn't keep seeing each other.'

'Like some sort of punishment?' Robin asks.

'Yeah, I guess. I couldn't believe my ears when Steve reached out to me last week. But it was surprisingly good, to reconnect. And to actually talk about how shit went down between us. To properly leave it behind us.'

They keep walking in silence for a while, but it's not an uncomfortable one. It feels like with every step, they both get to direct their minds a bit further away from Steve and closer to themselves, to each other. To figure out together what this all means for them.

'So, what now?' Robin finally dares to ask.

There's a mischievous glimmer in Nancy's eyes when she looks up at Robin. It's a glimmer that Robin hasn't seen in there before, one that makes her breath catch, makes her heartbeat quicken, makes her want to do all sorts of things that'll ensure that it will never disappear.

'Well,' Nancy says, suddenly stopping in her tracks. 'We can either continue walking or skip right to the good part, now that we're here anyway.'

And that's all Robin needs to push Nancy against the nearest tree. She lets her hands wander over Nancy's slim waist, feels the touch burning under her palms, and then slowly leans down to press her lips against Nancy's.

Nancy’s lips are much warmer than her hands. They taste like mint and strawberry and they feel like coming home after a long day.

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[madefate]

When Blitz had gone after Striker on his own, Moxxie and Millie had both been worried until they finally heard from him: when he called to get them to alert the hospital. Moxxie had made sure the hospital knew that he was coming in with His Highness, and he'd been able to help Blitz get into his room when he was out of surgery. He'd tried to convince him to let him take him with him when he left, but Blitz had been determined to stay, to keep watch. Instead, he and Millie had contacted Octavia, to make sure that she didn't find out what had happened from the news or from some reporter calling to try to get some sort of reaction from her or her mom, which was probably one of the most important things they'd done during this whole ordeal. Now, even after Blitz has showered and changed, Moxxie's determined to make him get some sleep, even if it's just a couple of hours. "We can keep an eye on His Highness, Blitz," Moxxie says, defaulting to his name instead of the usual 'sir,' to show that he's worried. "You have a team for a reason, and you can't keep an eye on him if you're dead on your feet," he points out. "Get some sleep, sir; we'll let you know if anything changes." / @helldustedstories

If he had to guess, Blitz would put it at two days since Stolas had gotten out of surgery - he's still vague on the time that passed while he was waiting, dissociating the endless hours looking at the same nondescript white walls - and he's managed to at least grab a quick shower in one of the bathrooms, if only to finally get the blood off of himself. He'd taken the opportunity to assess himself, quietly popping his shoulder back in place, apparently.

But when he hasn't been in the room with Stolas, he's been just outside it, a constant presence, vigilant of every possible avenue for an ambush. When he's not occupying the room or haunting the hallway, he just feels - ... lost.

He's expecting Moxxie when he gets back to the hallway - as much as Blitz will tell him and Millie to stay the fuck away lest they get caught up in Striker's sights again, he knows them too well. Avoiding them ( or, rather, their concern ) would only work for a short amount of borrowed time. So, when Moxxie catches him, Blitz stops and listens.

His initial instinct is to argue, because of course it is. There's a hundred reasons to stay here himself, isn't there ? Obviously there's a rogue assassin on the loose that's been a pain in his side for too fucking long - and it's not as if Blitz is a stranger to sleeplessness. Especially when the alternative - a chill rolls down his spine at the thought of letting the hospital out of his sight.

❝ I - ❞ apparently, the warm water and actual change of clothes has worn out his voice. That, or the hours are catching up with him. Blitz blinks, mulling it over. Millie's had his number from the get go - probably Moxxie, too, even if he hadn't said anything until now. He knows that they're capable. That's why he hired them - that's why he trusts them.

❝ - Here's the rundown, ❞ he says firmly, taking Moxxie by the shoulder. ❝ I dunno if Stolas remembers telling me, but he says it was his wife who hired Striker. That means it's personal, and it's probably not over. I don't want you or Millie to get caught up in this either, and I don't trust the staff here to know what they're doing. If you need to sleep, take turns, and watch the exits. I'm not - I'm not letting this shithead fuck with us anymore, okay ? If you need to run, get Stolas and get yourselves out of here. Call me the second something happens. ❞

Honestly, it's only the thought of getting home to Loona, even if for a night, and gathering her up in his arms, appreciating the fact that she's alive and whole and well. He can reassure her, check on her - exist with her.

❝ And remind him that he can call me if he needs me. ❞ Blitz pauses for a moment, then moves his hand to ruffle through Moxxie's hair, his expression softening with genuine gratitude - genuine affection. ❝ I know I can count on you, Moxx. I'll be back in the morning. ❞

[estbela]

@moonstone-vibe

Wellllll...I do have some thoughts about them(since I think that's what you're asking?) but theyre all very rambley and subject to change as I learn more etc etc etc (and this period of history is not one I'm very familiar with, I know a basic summary of stuff and some specific events, but not everything).

Alright, since we have gotten the (really long) disclaimer out of the way, I'm gonna ramble on a bit about these thoughts of mine.

(This took so much to write i stg)

anyway!

I think they met during the 14th century, the late 14th century to be precise, while the Ottoman Empire was expanding through Europe.

Apparently the first confrontation they had was during the rule of Vladislav I , a ruler of Wallachia, who was allied at the time with Ivan Shishman , the emperor of the Bulgaria in Tarnovo, who was not doing very well at the time btw, partly because of the Ottoman Empire lol.

Bulgaria is gonna be mentioned a lot during this, I fear, because I think he does play some role in their dynamic.

Ro, or well as he would have been called at the time, Wallachia, had been part of the Second Bulgarian Empire for a pretty long time, though eventually gaining more and more autonomy, and sort of becoming a vassal state of sorts for a time(basically still kinda being part of Bulgaria, but nominally really), still having to pay tribute to Bul tho. (Also for some time Hungary & Bul basically had a dispute over some part of Wallachia, but as Hungary was weakening due to Mongol attacks, it paved the way to Wallachia being established)

Although that's not important and Im kinda getting sidetracked. Anyway Wallachia does kinda get it's independence, altho it's more like Bul not being able to control it anymore due to the weakening of his empire (before becoming a vassal of the Otttoman Empire, which we'll get to shortly!)

I think they heard of eachoter before meeting, thought. Probably good and bad things, but mostly bad. For Wallachia, Ottoman was the guy that was going around conquering the lands of his friends, including Bulgaria & Serbia, and she...was not really happy about this, obviously. He was actually often allied with Bul, to fight him off(altho not always, relationships between Bul & Wallachia were not always good). For the Ottoman Empire, Wallachia was a thorn in his plans, Bulgaria's even more annoying other half.

Similar to the Byzantine Empire, the Ottoman Empire considered itself the successor to Ancient Rome, which really annoyed Wallachia, because he really didn't want to deal with another annoying guy who considered himself as great as the Roman Empire (Wallachia did not have a good relationship with the Eastern Roman Empire, but he would pick him over the Ottoman Empire surely).

And so, Ro did not see Ottoman as anything other than another empire trying to claim the glory of Rome, that would probably not last very long until the next one came. Simply a flicker in mankind's history. He had done and seen this before many times, just another nation that would try to claim her land and people. He was not scared of him, didn't feel much for him besides annoyance at first.

But I do think, over the years, they gained some respect for eachoter, for their skills in battle and outside of that.

Also annoyance eventually turned into anger at him, because how dare he take his friends away from him and hurt them! How dare he take Wallachia's independence away, too!

And so he became even more annoying. His plans were basically to not make it worthwhile to conquer his lands, to make the cost of a battle unjustifiable.

And they did fight, but Wallachia always somehow managed to keep being a vassal state, part of the reason because he was a buffer zone for a lot of european powers and stuff.

And like...I think this fighting of theirs became some sort of "dance" for them, something they were used to. Their own game of chess, if you will. Turk would make a move, then Ro, and it kept going, none of them ever truly changing the status quo, Wallachia remaining a vassal but never truly part of the Ottoman Empire, always slightly out of reach, never his.

It probably drove Turkey a little mad, but he also kinda liked it. I think when they weren't enemies they could get along pretty great, but both of them would rather eat knives than admit that (especially Ro :]]] )

I'll be honest, i think there were moments when Wallachia scared the crap out of Turkey, not that he'd admit it, of course, but little Ro could be really creepy.

The Ottoman Empire didn't scare Ro much, more like the reminder of what he could do to Ro and his loved ones(and what he already did) scared her, and his people also. Specifically that if Wallachia wasn't careful, the little freedom & independence he has could be taken away.

So Wallachia when he'd interact with him during times of peace ig, would always be careful to not actually get attached to the guy, constantly reminding herself of what he could be like. He always treaded lightly around him. Constantly telling herself that he's the enemy!!!

As time went on however, their relations got more...tense then they already were. Wallachia wanted independence and later a union with Moldavia and the Ottoman Empire did not want this to happen.

And of course, I ought to mention the Phanariots. God, save for maybe a few of them, Wallachia hated them so much! And sometimes it wasn't anything they did, it was more that they weren't his own people, and paying to get to rule over him and his people and lands. Definitely not happy about this was he.

Anyway eventually the whole thing happens when Moldavia & Wallachia elect the same guy (Alexandru Ioan Cuza) yada yada yada they unite and Turkey is probably not really happy (random, but apparently Austria was actually the main opposer of this while Prussia supported the union, and really not happy but was caught in the austro-prussian war do couldn't do much about it.)

And eventually Romania gains his independence, fighting alongside the Russian Empire, Bulgaria, and also Serbia & Montenegro I think? Anyway Romania gets her independence, and he & the Ottoman Empire are on pretty bad terms.

But after Romania became independent; things actually, slowly, started to improve between the two. They became...friends of a sort. Although they both wouldn't admit it obviously, they are fond od eachoter. They probably even look fondly back on some of their memories and shit.

But they don't have the best relationship either. That perhaps, there is still some resentment and hurt there, just a little, that neither is keen on adressing ever.

Anyway I don't particulary see them as romantic but I can imagine Ro getting probably mad at Bulgaria or something, feeling hurt and probably flirting with Turkey to piss him off.

I can see Ro kissing Turkey but like, to surprise him in order to fight him or something. Kiss him then surprise punch him while he's trying to process it haha.

Also I basically have my physical age headcanons written for Ro here but I basically see Turkey as being always a few years older than Ro historically, like 2, or 3 at most? (which is probably way younger than in canon, but then again, canon is dead and we do what we want.) I see Turkey as being in modern times in his mid to late 20s, at most, early 30s (I see him being called an "old man" but he doesn't look that old to me AT ALL so I'm really confused, plus it wouldn't make sense for him to be way older than the main cast for a lot of reasons etc etc. But maybe it's just me idk)

So yeah, I don't see turkro romantically, I guess? Nonetheless they have the potential of a very interesting and fun(and perhaps a little fucked up :] ) dynamic. Perhaps a little romance here and there, maybe in the current era, but they'd both have to go through a lot of character development for that :]]]

These days, they probably hang out sometimes, do stupid shit together, and actually have a really fun time. They probably recall some of their more fun memories, talk about the times they won in a conflict with the other, argue about something then get drunk and laugh with eachoter.

also a lot of these things also apply to my Moldavia OC and her relationship with Turkey, altho not all cause her personality is different from Romania's obviously.

[misshoneyimhomeagain]

Chapter 3 -

Summary; sometimes, in order for a friendship to grow, it need’s to be broken down just a bit; when William overhears Julia talk about him, and he gets the wrong idea; 

Tags; William NylanderxOfc, angry!William; “We never go out of style”

Warnings; swearing;

A/N; tried to capture a bit of a different side of Willy in this; I don’t believe he’d actually be upset that easily, but at the same time I do have a feeling that when he feels hurt, he takes it personally; 😉

Words; 3.5K

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"Words are like weapons, they wound sometimes."

“Fucking hell!" Charlie exclaimed.

"Come on, just one more," Julia encouraged.

Julia had taken Charlie to the gym, or rather, she had mentioned that she was going for a quick workout, and Charlie had asked if she could join. A decision Charlie was starting to regret now.

"You can do one more, babe," Julia reassured her.

Grumbling, Charlie managed to push herself through one more pull-up.

"You're an awful coach..." Charlie panted, half-jokingly.

Julia chuckled. She wasn't exactly a fitness expert, nor was she in the peak of physical condition. However, she was reasonably fit and tried to work out regularly to stay healthy. After her breakup with Ezra, she had embraced a routine of working out multiple times a week. While she had always enjoyed running, she had also taken up CrossFit and some lightweight lifting.

"What are you up to?" Julia asked, watching Charlie take a selfie after the workout.

"Just snapping a pic for Auston..." Charlie admitted.

Julia chuckled. "Mmm Hmmm... everything's good then?"

Charlie nodded, her cheeks turning slightly pink.

austonmatthews: damn, looking good ladies 😍

charlie.thompp: thanks 😂 but she’s killing me!! 😅

austonmatthews: then why did you agree to come along? 😂

charlie.thompp: because she’s also cooking dinner 😅 and believe me, if you ever try JJ's food, you'd be glad that you're working out 😂

austonmatthews: Why's that? 😅

charlie.thompp: Her cooking is AMAZING! 😛

After wrapping up their workout, the girls headed back to Julia's flat.

"I have a feeling we'll be feeling this tomorrow," Charlie whined.

"Yup, most definitely," Julia agreed with a chuckle.

_

“So, any news?” Camille smirked as she and Julia were FaceTiming.

“Nothing much,” Julia chuckled. “Well, apparently I’ve sort of become a part of the hockey community.” 

Camille chuckled.

“Uh really? So, you and Mr. handsome guy, you a thang?” Camille asked bluntly giving Julia a flirty look.

Julia simply chuckled. “Oh no, he’s all sweet and lovely- but he’s just a friend.”

“You sure babe - I mean, you’ve already shagged, so you might as well just do it again,” Camille joked.

She knew how Julia had felt after their first encounter, but she could also tell from how she talked about William now, that all hard feelings were gone, and it was ok to joke about it. 

“Nah, I mean he’s great for sure, but it seems like we’re becoming quite good friends, which is nice so, I think I’d just keep it at that,” Julia smiled, thinking of the walk and talk from the other day, where she’d really gotten to know William a lot better. 

“Alright bab, it’s good that you’re taking care of y’self, I mean, I love you and I just want you to be happy!” Camille elaborated.

“Thanks love, I am and honestly I really do feel amazing here - it’s just all going so well and I’m so happy that you made me move,” Julia chuckled. 

“Course! I’d do anything for you, even make you move across the fucking world and away for me.”

They both shared a moment of laughter. 

“Yeah well, for now it seems like it’s the best thing I’ve done so far,” Julia offered a friendly smile. 

As they hung up, Julia had a wonderful feeling. Everything about moving to Toronto had proved to be the right choice so far; her work was great, she’d got some nice colleagues, as well as made some really good friends like Stephanie, Mitch, Auston and William. It was like everything was suddenly falling into place, and nothing could throw her off course. 

_

TOR 3 – DAL 2 (OT)

On the following Thursday, Julia and Charlie experienced yet another unforgettable hockey night as they attended the home game together. This time, the Toronto Maple Leafs were up against the Dallas Stars, and the match proved to be an intense battle from the very start. The game was tightly contested, with both teams showcasing their skills and determination. Julia and Charlie were on the edge of their seats, cheering passionately for their beloved Maple Leafs with every shot on goal and critical defensive play. As the regular time came to an end, the score was tied at 2-2 overtime commenced, and the atmosphere in the arena became even more charged with anticipation. Charlie's heart pounded in her chest as she watched the Maple Leafs and the Stars fight relentlessly for the winning goal.

In a heart-stopping moment, none other than Auston Matthews surged forward and managed to score a thrilling overtime goal, securing a dramatic 3-2 victory against Dallas. The arena erupted with joy, and Julia and Charlie shared in the euphoria, celebrating their team's hard-fought triumph.

After the thrilling match, the girls, accompanied by the friends and partners of the players, made their way to the players' locker room for a celebration. The atmosphere was electric, filled with excitement and camaraderie as they gathered to congratulate the victorious team. Stephanie warmly included Julia and Charlie, delighted to see them partaking in the post-game festivities. Auston and Mitch joined the group, their faces glowing with pride and joy after the hard-fought overtime win.

"Can you believe that game?" Charlie exclaimed, still in awe of the incredible action they had just witnessed.

Auston nodded with a grin, "It was tough, but we managed to pull through. The support from the fans in the arena was unbelievable."

"Yeah, the whole place was roaring, and pumped us up to totally own the ice!!" Mitch added, doing his majestic winning gestures. 

Charlie chuckled, "The game had us totally on the edge of our seats the whole time!”

“It was bloody amazing!” Julia chimed in, making the guys laugh.

“Wow, that is like the most British comment I’ve ever heard,” Auston commented with a chuckle. 

After his interview, William walked past the group, offering Julia a cheeky smirk and a wink.

"Enjoyed the show?" he teased, referring to his impressive performance with one goal and one assist.

Julia playfully responded, "Well, you weren't half bad, I suppose," as he continued to chat with some other teammates.

The conversation among the guys revolved around the game and the challenges they faced to secure the win. They were all impressed, particularly by Auston's game-winning goal in overtime.

"I've got to ask," Julia said, "how does a boy from Scottsdale, Arizona, get into ice hockey?" She asked Auston curiously.

"Well… actually it was my uncle who got me into it by bringing me to the rink and some games," Auston told. "I mean, no one in my family actually played, but when I wanted to get into it, they were all supportive and have been ever since," he chuckled a bit, reminiscing about his childhood and how he’d worked his way to the NHL over the years.

“Sounds impressive,” Julia remarked. “I mean, don’t get me wrong, I'm aware of how everyone works insanely hard to be here, but it sort of seems like a lot of players are like born into it, whereas you weren’t," she smiled, and Auston nodded, chuckling.

“Yeah, I guess so."

Standing nearby, William couldn't help but overhear their conversation while chatting with fellow Swedes Rasmus Sandin and Timothy Liljegren. Julia's words about being "born into it" hit him unexpectically, and he briefly felt a sting about his own hockey lineage, being the son of an NHL player.

Hang on, was that what she thought of him?

Shaking off his thoughts, Sandin called him into the locker room to shower and wrap up the day.

_

While the guys were finishing up, Julia and Charlie passed the time by strolling the halls, admiring Toronto Maple Leafs posters and merchandise, and making a quick visit to the ladies' room.

Charlie couldn't help but inquire about Julia's interactions with William, her tone suggesting juicy information. "So, what's going on between you and Willy?" she asked, having noticed the playful banter between them.

Julia shrugged and smiled coyly. "Nothing much," she replied casually, although she couldn't help but remember the one time, they had shared an intimate session, a secret known to no one else.

Charlie pressed on, "Come on, JJ, he's totally flirting with you, and you're not exactly shutting it down." Julia chuckled at her friend's observation.

"Well, I can't deny the playful banter," she admitted, "but it's all just friendly. Nothing serious going on."

Charlie nodded, understandingly. They continued walking, and Charlie complimented how much fun Julia seemed to be having with William.

“Not to mention he’s insanely hot,” she added.

"That's definitely part of it," Julia chuckled. "I mean, after everything with Ezra, which was all so serious, I just appreciate how laid-back and easy-going William is," she explained.

"So, neither of you sees each other as more than friends?" Charlie inquired, but Julia simply shook her head.

"He's amazing, and I genuinely like spending time with him. But I doubt he'd ever be interested in someone like me. I bet I’m way too serious and dull for him," she laughed, unaware that her following words once again were being overheard in the locker room.

By William, who had taken longer to finish up. He was always the last one to get ready before a game, and almost always the last one to leave the arena. As he was putting on his shoes, he could hear the girls’ voices in the hall. He didn’t really mean to eavesdrop, but he couldn’t help himself when he heard Julia talk.

"I mean, William's all fun and jokes - he doesn't really take anything seriously, so..."

As Julia spoke, William couldn't help but wonder if she was talking about him. They walked through the halls as she continued sharing her thoughts.

"He acts a bit, I don't know, goofy maybe, and like everything is just always so easy for him," Julia added.

Listening to her words, William felt a pang of hurt. He had thought that they had formed a genuine connection during their recent walk and talk. He had enjoyed their time together and had opened up about his childhood, something he rarely did so quickly. He felt like they had developed a close friendship, and their conversations had made him believe he knew her quite well.

But now, her words indicated otherwise. It was clear she didn't really know him at all. She didn't understand the hard work he had put into getting where he was. Yes, his father had been an NHL player, but William had worked tirelessly to make a name for himself. He didn't choose to be naturally gifted at hockey, nor did he apologise for it.

William was known for his laid-back and easy-going demeanour on the team, but that didn't mean he didn't put in the effort. He stayed after training, putting in extra workouts and enduring cold baths to maintain his physique. So, Julia was mistaken about him.

He couldn't help but huff in frustration upon hearing her words. He hadn't expected her to hold such misconceptions about him, and it stung.

“He’s a positive influence,” Julia finished, as she and Charlie were back with the others.

“Well, I still believe he’s flirting with you, and you’re also smitten, even though you won’t admit it” Charlie said, giving Julia a flirty look. But Julia simply chuckled.

_

After the guys had finished their media commitments and changed into their post-game attire, Mitch, Steph, and Auston proposed going out for a late dinner, a suggestion to which Charlie and Julia happily agreed.

Standing a few feet away, William was packing up his bag when Julia walked over to him, a warm smile on her face.

"Hey, Willy, do you fancy coming out with us for something to eat, or are you busy?" Julia asked, but William just shrugged.

"Hmm, I don't know, do you want me to come with you?" he replied, his tone devoid of much emotion.

"Of course, why wouldn't I want you to come with us?" Julia responded with a light chuckle.

"Well, you know, maybe because you think I'm just a spoiled kid who doesn't take anything too seriously..." William retorted in a serious tone.

Julia was taken aback. Where was this coming from?

"What are you on about?" she asked, giving him a concerned look. She was genuinely surprised he would say something like this.

"You know, earlier, when you said that thing about Auston, how admirable it was that he worked so hard to make it to the NHL, while the rest of us are just born into it," William's voice remained calm but firm.

"Willy, that's not what I said..." Julia tried to defend herself.

"But it's what you meant, isn't it?" he pressed.

"No, I... no, it's not," Julia hesitated. She knew it had sounded that way, and yes, there might be some truth to William's accusations, but it was not at all how she had intended it to be understood. "Seriously, Will, what's going on with you?" she asked, growing increasingly worried.

What had she done to provoke such a reaction from him all of a sudden?

"I'm just being serious... see, I can actually take things seriously..." he said, almost mocking her.

Julia felt anger rising within her. How could he talk to her like that?

"Okay, seriously, what's that about?" she demanded, her tone firm.

William let out a sigh. "I heard what you said to Charlie, earlier..." he confessed. "You said that I don't take anything seriously... that everything comes so easily to me."

"You heard our conversation?" Julia asked.

"Yeah, I heard you when you walked past the locker room."

"Oh, so you heard our entire conversation. Or did you just hear one bit and decided to get all pissy about it without knowing the context?" Julia tried to maintain her composure.

Their tension had drawn the attention of the others, who were watching the exchange as if they were characters in a romantic comedy.

"Well, I..." William was taken aback. No, he hadn't heard the entire conversation. "No, I didn't," he admitted, sighing.

"Wow, you're really something," Julia said, shaking her head slightly. "Well, maybe next time you should listen to everything before assuming what people think about you," she added.

Feeling guilty for jumping to conclusions, William found himself at a loss for words.

"You’re such a prick, Willy..." Julia huffed as she walked away.

William let out another small sigh, watching her walk past the group, and he noticed Charlie looking at him.

"She actually said some really nice things about you," Charlie said with a gentle expression before they all left the arena, leaving William alone with his thoughts. 

_

The following day turned out to be a rather hectic one for Julia. She arrived at the office bright and early, all set to tackle her extensive to-do list. This included fine-tuning project plans and making sure all the necessary materials were prepared for her meeting with Andrew.

Throughout the day, Julia was in constant motion, shuttling between different departments and her desk. She had little time to spare for meals or coffee breaks. She found herself quite taken with the energetic pace of the office, even though it could be rather exhausting at times.

On this particular day, Julia achieved an impressive level of success. She flawlessly delivered all required materials, demonstrated adept financial acumen in managing the budget, and her dependable computer performed without a hitch, despite its continuous operation. She even managed to find a moment to catch up on Charlie's recent encounter with Auston from the previous evening. It was a thoroughly accomplished day.

They had spent the night together, and Charlie hadn't held back in describing the details of their actions, resulting in the not-so-surprising conclusion that Auston had been the best sexual experience she had ever had. Julia found amusement in her friend's very content state of mind and couldn't suppress a chuckle upon learning about the exciting experiences they'd had. 

But now, after a long day, all Julia needed was some food. So, she decided to order a pasta dish and some Mozzarella sticks for takeaway from Sugo – a place the hockey boys had recommended the moment she mentioned that Italian cuisine was her favourite.

She quickly packed up her things and headed for the door.

As she waited for her order, she suddenly felt a presence nearby. It was William. Clearly, he’d had the same idea of grabbing some quick takeaway on his way home. 

When he walked into the restaurant, he immediately spotted Julia. His first instinct was to make a quick exit, but he’d thought that would be childish and absurd. After all, they were still friends, weren't they?

So instead, he moved towards her slowly, and Julia caught sight of him in his cap, tracksuit, and trainers. She turned to face him, offering a friendly smile as their eyes met.

"Hey," he said softly, still feeling the guilt from yesterday.

"Hi," she replied, matching his low tone of voice. 

They stood there for a few seconds, not speaking, just simply sharing the air around them.

"I'm sorry," William said.

Julia let out a small sigh. "For what part of it?"

"For what I said, yesterday… I shouldn't have said it like that," William explained, but Julia just gave him a soft smile. A part of her didn't want him to get off that easily. But another part of her could also sense that he truly was sorry. And she didn’t really want to be angry with him. 

"Willy, I don't care about how you said it…" she spoke softly, "What pissed me off was that you thought that I'd think so little of you."

He looked at her with intense eyes. A lump filling his chest.

"I know that what I said to Auston came out wrong, and I'm sorry for that," Julia added. "But what you said, about what I thought of you, is not true…"

William offered a little smile, feeling relieved that he'd completely misunderstood Julia's chats with Auston and Charlie. Those thoughts had left him feeling a bit hurt, which was something new to him. And it had been in that moment he realised that he didn't want Julia to see him that way. 

Surprisingly enough, he had wanted her to think better of him, only to find out she already did.

"Still… I'm sorry, JJ. I shouldn't have got mad at you like that," he said, but Julia just lightly shook her head, offering a forgiving smile. 

"It's all good," she said. "It was a terrible misunderstanding, and it’s water under the bridge."

“Thanks,” William smiled, relieved that Julia didn't hold a grudge or had been angrier with him.

"Geez, Wonderboy - you really need to stop doing things you then have to apologise for later," she chuckled, which made him laugh as well.

"Yeah, I suppose I do."

As if on cue, Julia's order was called out, and she went to grab it with William right behind her.

"So, uh… what's your plan now, with the food?" he asked. 

Julia gave him a slightly confused look.

"Well, my plan is to eat it… you know, as you do with food," she said, chuckling.

"I mean, are you going to eat it with someone…" William added with a shy smirk, which made Julia smile, catching on to where he was going with this.

"No, I'm all by myself."

"Do you want to, you know, eat dinner together?" he asked light bighting his lip, as if he was a bit nervous, and Julia nodded. "I live nearby; we can go to my place, if you'd like?"

Julia couldn't help but be intrigued by his exceptional charm. God, she hated how charming he was - well, a part of her hated it, the other part loved it and couldn't resist it.

"Sure," she simply replied. 

For some reason, this man really had a talent for getting under her skin. And she secretly enjoyed it. 

As William's order was called out as well, he led the way to his condo only a few streets away.

[drev-the-procrastinator]

6, 11, 22 from this ask game

ohohoo thanks for the ask!!! this was harder than i thought it would be. also heads up, the snippets are very unpolished and like 1st draft things. i hope you like them anyway!! <3

6 . that i struggled with, but triumphed over my bachelor's essay lol okay let's see what i've got… ajaskhfa there are so many things i am struggling with right now to be honest ghh. and am yet to triumph over. hmmm. okay i thought about this very hard. but i cannot think of anything to fit this category jafkjsf. i only have things i'm currently struggling with ;_; upon more reflection i would like to nominate this answer as this one ajfaksdfjaskfjn. not a very good answer i know but. it's truthful at least! i was considering maybe taking part in a wip wednesday to maybe work on some of the ones i'm really struggling with, but we'll see!

11 . with characters i want to write more in the future hmm two choices… I'll go with the TOH thing! okay i chose this one specifically because i've got a WIP with both of them, this one, or the hypothetical toh fic as i like to call it (because i had/have my doubts about if i ever actually manage to write it) and then two other WIPs with one about Evelyn and Caleb, and then one being a. post-canon, pre timeskip road trip au with Hunter and Luz. so i do want to write both of them more! so yea

“Oh! Oh.” caleb looks stricken for a moment, before making a visible effort to school his expression. “No. Have you thought- this whole-?” the man cuts himself off, pressing a hand to his mouth. he isn’t very good at guarding his expressions, hunter notes, puzzled by the distress that shows through. “I just… I assumed?” he says, fiddling with the empty mug, shoulders rising, but in embarrassment rather than fear. “It was a long fall.” there is a short moment of silence that to him at least feels like hours, during which hunter, ears burning, does his best to wish he’d sink back to the ground from which he’d crawled out, until caleb snorts in amusement and drops the hand from his mouth, and the tension breaks. “I suppose it was,” caleb says with the corner of his mouth pulling to a start of a smile, in a tone hunter would swear is almost fond, and offers hunter his hand. the titanawful distress is gone from his face. hunter takes the offered hand, without hesitation, and caleb pulls him to his feet. “No, you’re not dead,” caleb reassures him, as he gently holds hunter’s hand between his own again, even though it’s perfectly warm here in the little cabin and his fingers don’t need any warming. hunter doesn’t feel the need to pull away, but he knows that if he wanted to, caleb would let him, without question. “You yet live. I’m sorry I’ve kept you this long. it’s taken… a bit longer than we thought.” “We?” caleb smiles, a quick, knowing, almost mischievous smile, but in lieu of answering he steps back just a little, looks hunter over, and with a squeeze of his hands lets go. only to step closer, slowly, just to an arm’s length from him, and then when hunter doesn’t flinch away dusts something off hunter’s shoulder, and smoothes a crease from his shirt, fiddles with the collar of the wolf t-shirt as though any adjustment would carry over to his, apparently still living body, until he seems satisfied, and then sets his hands on hunter’s shoulders again, both, this time. it’s a little like how his uncle had used to look over him when he’d been really small and had to accompany him to some sort of important social function, but a lot more like camila looking over luz at the doorstep that first day she’d had to go back to school in the human realm, even down to fixing his clothes. hunter’s still a little shorter than him, not by a lot, and most likely not for long, but for now caleb does have to look slightly down at him. “Right,” he starts, and then doesn’t seem to be sure how to continue. his eyes flit back and forth, around hunter’s face, as if only now, in the golden soft light of the moment just before the dawn breaks, he’s seeing him properly for the first time. taking him in. committing to memory. “This is it, then?” hunter asks, even though he already knows. caleb hums, glances out the window, and hunter follows his lead. the sun is just below the horizon. the tops of trees nearby are bathed in a bright and warm red light. “Just about”, caleb says and looks back at hunter. he’s silent for a little while, before exhaling softly out of his nose and carefully, telegraphing his every move (though it’s not like he could hide them from someone with hunter’s training anyway), brushes some stray hairs from his face, including the ever-present strand that bounces back immediately. “I don’t know how much of this you’ll remember”, caleb confesses, his hand settling back onto hunter’s shoulder so lightly that hunter knows the grip, if it can even be called that much, would break if he were so much as to lean backwards, “I’ve never sent anyone back before. But I hope something remains. If nothing else, then what I told you in the clearing.” [***] “And you’ve got to take better care of yourself”, caleb says, sternly and only half-teasingly. “There’s only so much magic that can fit in a palisman that small. Cardinals aren’t big birds, young man.” hunter’s eyes widen.

hehe :3c also the thing caleb told him in the clearing? well i didn't like the wording on it so i took it out. oh dear, looks like you'll have to read the whole thing to find out someday.... and YES if you've read "hands, grasping", it IS the same fall! same fic haha. i'll put a read more here because the next bits are rather long,,, yes, long snippets, i don't get to share my writing often ahaha. but anyway!

22 . that is so blissfully self-indulgent

hghhhh okay let's see. I'll give you a toh snippet and then maybe a REAL self indulgent one, i mean, the sort that has a potential readership of. maybe two people max lmao. sorry, hunter's having a bad time in this too :( tw i suppose for bad injuries on a minor. and blood. sorry hunter

something warm dripped down his chin. he thought he might've heard someone screaming his name, but it was hard to tell past the ringing in his ears. he might've hit his head on landing. funnily enough, he couldn't feel much pain from that. it was quite wholly eclipsed by the searing, piercing pain in his chest. i'm not caleb, but the thought was more like a distant, frightened question. everything else felt distant, far-away somehow, but he was very aware of his physical body. the hot pain in his chest- dark red stain on white cotton- i'm not caleb-- the shivers, his skin breaking out in a cold sweat. the rough ground against his palm and arm as he tried to hold himself up, the tiny sharp pebbles digging into them. the cold numbness starting to spread from the tips of his fingers and toes. the sharp sear of the wound in time with his rasping breaths. the blurry sight of his bloody, trembling arms. there was a stinging cut on his left palm, from the blade-arm. the ground below him, glistening with spreading dark red. i'm not caleb. he had to get up. he had to stand up. he couldn't fight, but he couldn't stay here. the only thing he'd serve as a distraction for would be his friends as they'd scramble to shield him and keep any attacks or debris from hitting him. he had to move. he had to. he tried to get his legs under him, but even just moving them a little, ignoring the flare of searing pain he had to grit his teeth together against, he could tell they wouldn't carry. he crawled. from the sound of it, a sizable rock crashed into the ground where he'd just been seconds ago. he only made it a couple more feet before the jittery, jelly-like feeling from his legs spread to his arms. a mere foot further, and what little strenght he'd managed to claw from himself had run out. his arms were too weak to even tremble. it was all he could to to slowly lower himself to the ground, instead of just collapsing outright. it was getting harder to breathe. he felt something bubbling up inside his chest. he coughed, and it hurt, and his mouth tasted like iron. i'm not caleb, and now it was a desperate plea. […] the fit passed. he spat out the blood, and squeezed his eyes shut.) his breaths were shaky, and not just from pain. i'm not caleb, he thought and clung to that thought with the desperation of a drowning man. i am not him, so i will not die like him. i won't die at belos' hand. i can't, because i'm not caleb, and i am going to live. i am going to live, because Flap gave his life for me to live, and i promised him, and i promised my friends, and i promised luz, and i promised caleb, and he told me i'm not him, i'm hunter, and caleb died but hunter will live. i'm not caleb…

he'll be fineeeeeeee and the other, really self indulgent one, just for me:

"we’re married now, after all. i am your wife”, she said, and the words brought with them a warm feeling in her chest, in her belly, in her heart, “and you are my husband.” “…and what does that mean?” “what do you think it means?” “i… i don’t-” he cut himself off, swallowed whatever he’d been about to say, if he even knew it himself. for a moment he nearly looked ill, and stared at her so helplessly it made her want to bring back his father just to send him to his coffin herself. but now wasn’t the time for that. she let her anger and frustration bleed out in a sigh. “for now…” she slowly lifted his hands, making sure to hold them gently, to give him the chance to pull away if he wished. he held his breath, but did not move away. his hands stayed in hers; his hands, smoother and softer than her own even after all this time. so warm, always so kind to her. now slightly trembling. slow in her movements, she kissed them, the softest touch on the knuckles on each hand. she heard his breath catch at the first of them, but he still did not pull away. she looked back up at his face. his eyes, glistening in the firelight, were wide, but he no longer looked as sickly pale with fear and panic as he had before. it seemed as though he had been looking at her and seeing a stranger, and the spark of recognition was only now returning. she let her gaze soften. “…it means whatever you want it to mean. nothing more, nothing less.” for a moment, there was silence. he searched her face, her eyes for something she could not have consciously given him, neither moving, not speaking, barely breathing. just when she was starting to fear it wasn’t there, whatever he needed to find, he found it. she saw it in the moment he unfroze, how his posture dropped from the fear of a prey animal he’d entered the room with to exhaustion in the blink of an eye. “it’s you”, was all he said, and it was such a strange thing to say, in all its relief and its surety, that she couldn’t help but smile, but couldn’t even herself tell if it was from amusement at his words or sheer joy that he’d said them. he was tearing up, face slowly cracking with emotion. “it’s still you.” “well, of course”, she said after a moment of consideration, and reached to brush a strand of hair from his face, and smiled in what she hoped was hidden bemusement. “it was all the make-up and jewelry, wasn’t it.” his hand that she had let fall immediately grasped the other. “no,” he said and shook his head for good measure, and continued, voice thick, “i think i forgot. but it’s you.” with him gripping her hand like this, as though his life depended on it ,where just before he’d first not even looked at her and then flinched from her touch, she thought she understood. she laid her free hand on top of both of his. they still trembled. “it’s me.”

hehe haha. the ace yearning of someone loving you so much that they think you're enough just as you are is strong with this one. also they are my guys (gender neutral)……. also what's it with these snippets and someone making sure the other one can pull away from their hold if they so wish?? maybe it's someone who has all their life been forced into Situations of all sorts getting to interact with someone who Knows and doesn't want to force them into any more Situations if they do not wish to be. very different sorts of Situations in this one. but even so.

[centi-pedve]

your tags are *so* so real not to bitch but that was such a reductive way of speaking about social anxiety and defending it with "i have social anxiety dumbass" did not give it any more credibility!!! like it is good to work towards developing ones social skills no matter what but being mean to mentally ill strangers is like the actual antithesis of that lmfao

You can always bitch in our dear ask box, so bitch away. We'll be bitching too. Credibility via experience only means something when you can defend your point normally. You can have a PhD in psychology but if you speak that way then your credibility amounts to nothing.

We understand frustrations with feeling like people are against recovery, or apathetic, or anything of the sort... but trying to force people to get better or making them feel guilty, idiotic, or otherwise shamefully for not employing certain self-help mechanisms/initially resisting those mechanisms (because change is scary, and humans are naturally going to resist it, no way around that) is the quickest way to get people to not want to do what you're suggesting. Under the assumption that what you're suggesting is medically sound.

And if you want to work on your social skills, here's a website. It was designed for people with Asperger's/ASD, but should work as a general resource. As of now we cannot vouch on the accuracy or tactfulness of everything but it does contain information that can be useful to keep in mind for beginners.

(Since a lot of people like to talk about how important it is to do something, but give no pointers as to where or how to start doing that thing.)

There's a common trend in reducing social anxiety (or any other anxiety disorder) to something that can just be managed if you get Good Enough at socializing, or just stop worrying so much, or think it through, or whatever. Some are able to benefit from those strategies, but the current views around anxiety are blatantly harmful to those who deal with it severely, confusingly, or with comorbidities. For many, anxiety can be lifelong and life ruining, especially when they're led on to believe simple answers can solve a complex problem. We know personally that our anxiety disorder cocktail changed our life permanently and no amount of rationalizing could stop an atomic bomb of built up fear and panic dropping all at once. (Sarcasm start) But we have to make sure this disorder is approachable for the masses, and act like anxiety is just a bit of worrying you can resolve with a bit of deep breathing and confidence. It's just something you can add into your college admissions essay as something you overcame through enough perseverance, good thoughts, and skill building (Sarcasm end). And many people with anxiety disorders who have been able to help themselves carry this idea that everyone is like them and they just haven't realized it yet, which is agonizing, and reflects so overtly in certain posts, such as the one relevant to this ask, lol.

[2n2n]

sorry i keep sending so many asks (though i guess you cant tell because anon lol) BUT this has been living in my brain. in the early chapters hanako mentions god told him his guilt would be abolished through duty. do you think thats an actual god? the well god or another we havent met yet? or just something he tells himself, like a coping thing?? or is the god tsukasa??? its been driving me CRAZY lately. very fixated on this one little detail haha. curious about your thoughts on this :]c

oh its fine.... I'm not a popular person anyhow, my presence is meaningless and small, I assume all of the asks I get are only ever from a small handful of people, ahaha. There's only the illusion of anything more through anon xD

This is one of those things I have not the slightest idea about honestly, I have no idea when and how and under what pretense Amane spoke to 'God'. If the Well-God was inside of Tsukasa, could speak through him in the Red House, and even when separated from Tsukasa, seems to speak in a copy of his voice because it LEARNED from Tsukasa talking to it,, what the hell happened to it when Amane stabbed Tsukasa in the chest .... ? Did it .. come... out ? Did it speak in Tsukasa's voice, still? Did it ever talk to Amane? Could it? Is its consciousness distinct from Tsukasa's, or are they more or less the same being, at a certain point?

Amane stabbed Tsukasa in the heart, so ...

If the Well-God is the same as the God sacrificed to in Sumire's time (which it seems to be, given the cavern connecting these events), and the same as the God of the school (or at least, its powers seem to be borrowed from it, and go towards Tsukasa now, and Sakura refers to them as 'returning to [their] original form', so it wouldn't seem as if 'going to Tsukasa' is 'new management' so much as it is 'back again'), then it could ostensibly charge Amane personally with becoming one of the keepers of its powers .. . . . ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? But I can't yet even understand how it works with the time shenanigans, how things coexist with the mysteries at all ..........................

whatever the case, it probably is also tied to the unsolved mystery of the 'joudai' .... ? the joudai, which speak to Amane and do things like fret and get nervous .... they seem ehrrr, oddly personable, not lifeless

the Yugi's little tsueshiro, which carry some kind of holiness as Amane uses his to don his blessed form and escape his mononoke-vibe, for whatever reason, are 'haku' joudai and 'koku' joudai, and ???? if you combined their phrases phonetically ????? you would get 'kokuhaku' or ...................................... ???????????? 'confession' ??? (as in, confession to a crime/mistake/guilt, OR confession of love, OR confession of faith, OR confession of sin) which ? relates ?? to what Amane said about , his 'guilt' ?????????????????????????????

so what does that mean . I don't . know.

I'm sure when we know what the joudai even are, we'll have a better idea of what kind of blessing the Yugi have, and why. Their orbs are very unique to them....

some sort of. part of the origin story . do not know

[queen-of-the-avengers]

The Avengers: Part Nine

Pairing: Loki x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.3k

Warnings: canon violence and angst

Author’s Note: any and all comments are appreciated <3

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Steve, Natasha, and Clint use the Quinjet to get to New York while you and Tony fly over there yourself. Tony's suit is malfunctioning because of what he went through in the blades of the engine, so it takes a lot longer than normal to get there. When you get to Stark Tower, you see Erik Selvig on the roof next to some contraption with the Tesseract spinning wildly inside.

"Sir, I took off the arc reactor. The device is already self-sustained," Jarvis says.

"Shut it down, Dr. Selvig!" Tony warns.

"It's too late! She can't stop now. She wants to show us something! A new universe."

"Tony, there is no point in trying to convince him. As long as he is under Loki's spell, he won't listen to reason."

"Okay."

Tony aims his hands repulsors toward the device and fires at it without knowing what it will do. The energy from his repulsors shatters with a deafening crack. Erik flies back from the impact and hits his head on the concrete.

"The barrier is pure energy. It's unbreachable."

"Yeah, I got that. We're going with Plan B."

"Sir, the Mark VII is not ready to be deployed," Jarvis informs.

"Skip the spinning rims. We're on the clock."

Loki is down below on the half-circle balcony watching you and Tony with careful eyes. Tony lands on the highest part of his balcony where Jarvis assists with removing Tony's damaged suit. Machines shoot up from the ground and stick to his suit so that when he walks, the suit comes off in pieces and disappears below the ground. As Tony is walking toward his penthouse, Loki is following all the while keeping his eyes on him. Once the entire suit is off, Tony walks to the bar in the back of the room for a drink while you stay in front of it. Your eyes haven't left Loki since.

"I see you brought a bodyguard," Loki smirks and looks at you. "Please tell me you're going to appeal to my humanity."

"Actually, we're planning on threatening you."

"Don't worry, I can take him," you glare.

All Loki can do is chuckle at your words.

"You should have left your armor on for that," he says to Tony but doesn't remove his eyes from you.

"Yeah, it's seen a bit of mileage, and you've got the blue stick of destiny. Would you like a drink?"

"Stalling me won't change anything."

"Not stalling. Threatening. No drink? Are you sure? I'm having one. You want one, Y/N?"

"I'm good, thanks."

"The Chitauri are coming, nothing will change that. What have I to fear?"

"The Avengers," Tony shrugs. "It's what we call ourselves, sort of like a team. 'Earth's Mightiest Heroes' type thing."

"Yes, I've met them," Loki looks you up and down.

"Yeah, takes us a while to get any traction, I'll give you that one, but let's do a head count here. Your brother, the demi-God; a super soldier; a living legend who kind of lives up to the legend; a man with breath-taking anger management issues; an avatar; a couple of master assassins, and you, big fella, managed to piss off every single one of them."

"That was the plan," Loki grins.

"Not a great plan," you shake your head.

"When they come, and they will, they'll come for you."

Loki turns his back on both of you, and Tony grabs two bracelets sitting on the counter that is no doubt hooked up to another suit of his. He'd be stupid to go against Loki and not wear any armor.

"I have an army."

"We have a Hulk."

"I thought the beast had wandered off."

"You're missing the point. There's no throne, no version of this, where you come out on top. Maybe your army comes and maybe it's too much for us, but it's all on you. If we can't protect the Earth, you can be damned well sure we'll avenge it."

Loki glares at Tony and walks over to him, raising the scepter.

"How will your friends have time for me, when they're so busy fighting you?" Loki places the tip of the scepter on Tony's chest to control his mind but it doesn't work. Loki tries again but achieves the same result. You smirk when you realize the thing in Tony's chest is what's protecting him right now. "This usually works."

"Well, performance issues, you know? Not uncommon."

In anger, Loki grabs Tony by the throat and flings him across the room.

"Tony!"

You run at Loki to protect your friend but Loki grabs you by the throat tightly. You claw at his hand but he doesn't budge. He tosses you to the ground next to Tony, and you hit your head on the floor hard.

"Jarvis. Anytime now," Tony coughs as he stands up.

Loki grabs Tony's throat again and lifts him off the ground. You scramble to your feet to help but Loki shoves the sharp end of his scepter into your stomach. You gasp and grip the scepter to stabilize it so it doesn't do more damage.

"You will all fall before me."

"Deploy!" Tony gasps.

Loki tosses him out the window which worries you, but as soon as one of his suits goes flying after him, you know he is going to be okay. Now that it's just you and Loki, he pulls you closer to him and twists the scepter in you.

"I know you're better than this."

Loki yanks the scepter out of your stomach and grabs your throat again, this time a lot gentler. He pulls you so close to him that you can smell his breath. How is it so minty?

"The Loki you knew is gone. We happened a thousand years ago! Give it a rest!"

"If that's true, then why am I still alive? I'm one of the only ones who can defeat you, so kill me. Take that scepter and stab it through my heart!" Loki glances at your lips briefly before his grip on your throat gets slightly tighter. "You can't do it, can you? Take a second and look at what you're doing. This isn't you." Loki looks around and for a split second, you see confusion and panic. "Who is hurting you?"

Loki shoves you away from him and you fall to the ground as your body works overtime to heal you of your stab wound. Tony flies up to the window in which he fell through and glares at Loki. Well, he has his helmet on but you can tell he is glaring.

"There's one other person you pissed off! His name was Phil."

Loki raises his scepter to attack Tony but your friend does it first. Loki is blown back from the blast, sending him on his ass. The Tesseract's energy beams into the sky which turns into a vortex which turns into a portal, much like how it did when Loki first passed through it. A hole in space rips open, and from it, the Chitauri army spills out in flying chariots, carrying energy rifles with a bayonet on the end of it.

"Right. Army."

You force yourself to your feet and jump out of the penthouse to join Tony's side. With you, he flies toward the opening so that he can destroy the aliens as soon as they come through. If he can do that, then the damage to Earth and her people will be less significant. Where Tony fires upon the aliens with his repulsors, you blast them with fireballs. The fire is hot enough to make them explode on contact. The ones you don't hit escape to terrorize the city.

"Tony, there's too many of them!"

If you keep at it, then there will be no one protecting the people of the city. You and Tony fly away from the opening of the portal and toward the city. The Chitauri unleashes hell upon the citizens of New York City by blowing up cars, tearing down stores, and straight-up blasting people who run by them.

An explosion rips out the windows of the top corners of buildings. Fire and stone rain down from the destruction of the Chitauri. No one was aware this was happening so police and soldiers from all departments are just now storming down the street in order to protect those they can. The Quinjet flies in between the buildings as you and Tony lead a group of aliens towards Stark Tower.

"Stark, we're heading northeast," Natasha says.

"What, did you stop for drive-thru? Swing up Park, I'm gonna lay them out for you."

Tony flies around his tower toward Park Avenue. Thor and Loki are fighting it out on the balcony and instead of interrupting them, you let them have their moment. Their fight causes the letters of Stark Tower to fall to the ground, and luckily there aren't any people down below to suffer for it. The Chitauri following you is getting close, so you swoop down toward an empty street only to make a hard turn upward. The Chitauri isn't anticipating your movements so it goes crashing down onto the asphalt. Tony leads a group of them over to the Wuinjet where Natasha uses the machine gun she tried using on Loki in Germany. As soon as Tony is out of

"Sir, we have more incoming," Jarvis informs.

"Fine. Let's keep them occupied."

Tony veers to the right to head back to the portal while you stay with Natasha. She flies the Quinjet over to Stark Tower where Thor and Loki are having it out. Loki tosses his brother to the side and focuses on Natasha who is firing at him ruthlessly. He uses his scepter to blast one of the wings of the Quinjet, causing it to spiral out of control. You quickly fly over to the flaming aircraft and use your air powers to guide it safely to the ground. They take a hard tumble but everyone inside is fine.

Steve, Nat, and Clint leave the jet once it's safe and join your side on the ground. The entire ground rumbles as something big is coming through that portal. You hear a deep, primal rage bellow out, and the four of you look up toward the portal. Suddenly, a Chitauri Leviathan passes through the barrier and into your world.

"Shit," you sigh.

As it passes over you, Chitauri soldiers shoot out from the side of the creature and latch onto the buildings. Some crash through the windows and start firing upon the citizens inside while others cling to the sides of the buildings.

"Stark, are you seeing this?" Steve asks.

"I'm seeing, still working on believing. Where's Banner? Has he shown up yet?"

"No."

"Keep me posted." Tony flies closer to the Leviathan. "Jarvis, find me a soft spot."

"I can turn into one of those things and fight it. If they got something that big, may as well have something that big on our team, right?"

"That's not a good idea. We'll be shooting at you, too."

A group of Chitauri come flying in on their drones with Loki on the back of one of them. They fly down the street and shoot at innocent people. Their blasts hit cars and other items causing them to go up in flames.

"Those people need assistance down there."

Chitauri soldiers land on the falling cars near you four and begin shooting at you, but all four of you are hidden behind other cars so you're not directly in their way. Natasha takes out two pistols and starts firing at the Chituari while Clint uses his bow and arrow to take them out.

"We got this. You two go!"

"Do you think you can hold them off?" Steve asks Clint.

"Captain, it would be my genuine pleasure."

He fires an arrow into one of the Chitauri that explodes into tinier ammo which hits three other aliens. That gives you and Steve enough time to jump off the bridge you're on and to the ground below. You grab his hand and lift him into the air to fly him over to the fight since it's easier than running. The Chitauri above start shooting at you but you're too quick for their blasts.

The aliens you pass by are in your line of fire, so you send sharp icicles into their chests or flaming balls of fire into their heads. You can't use your Earth powers unless you want to add an earthquake to New York's list of problems. You can't use your air powers down here because then you'd be kicking up debris and causing more injury to humans.

There is a line of officers down the street trying to do their best by shooting at the aliens as they come but they are seriously outnumbered.

"It's gonna be an hour before they can scramble the National Guard!"

"National Guard? Does the army know what's happening here?"

"Do we?"

You and Steve land on a police car in front of them, gaining everyone's attention.

"I need men in these buildings." Steve points to the buildings he's talking about. "There are people inside that are going to be running right into the line of fire. You take them through the basement or the subway. Just keep them off the streets. I need a perimeter as far back as 39th."

"Why the hell should I take orders from you?" the police sergeant asks.

Suddenly, an explosion comes from above you and Steve. Two Chitauri land on the same car you're on but they're not going to get past you. Steve uses his shield as protection and a weapon while you use your fire powers. You grab the side of the alien's head and set it on fire before kicking him off the car. Another one jumps in front of you and raises his weapon to fire at you but you grab his arm and form a sharp icicle that you use to stab into its stomach. The alien cries out in pain as you kick him away.

The police sergeant sees how well you two fought them so he turns to his men to order them around.

"I need men in those buildings. Lead the people down and away from the streets. I need a perimeter as far back as 39th."

Tony flies after the Leviathan and tries shooting it down but it's going to take a lot more than that to take it down. However, it does get its attention and it turns around to chase after Tony.

"We got his attention. What the hell is step two?!"

"I'm on my way!" you say and shoot straight into the sky.

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[elirandom]

Okay, it's slow going but I just took a break because I reached that moment when you conclude an arc/moment and you know where you're going next but you need to give your brain a break. It's slow going at 7100 words but the fact that it's still keeping some sort of pace is very gratifying. It's been years and years since. So I'm doing a late Fuck it Friday because I wasn't happy where I left off on the actual Friday. Plus it's soon 11am and I need to go outside for yard work.

Pardon the formatting, my rough draft is very rough.

"You there Danny?" Mary asks.

"I am. Barely. He really did that? On his own?"

"Oh yeah. He just called to tell me, statement after the fact, I had no hand in it. I didn't know it was that bad Danny, but we're notoriously bad at talking. We talk, but we don't really say anything. He's better at talking with you."

"Yeah well right now I feel like I let that goof deflect one time too many, I'm pissed he didn't tell me. Didn't talk to me. But at the same time I'm so proud of that asshole for getting help."

"Right?"

Danny asks about Joanie and listens to Mary worrying about being a good mom but at the same time enjoying Joanie in her life so much. Danny tells her to call him any time if she needs it, he was raising Grace alone for so many years he figures he might do as a sounding board.

"Alone huh?"

"I'm divorced so you know what I mean."

"Oh I know. I was thinking about Steve actually, he talks so much about Grace whenever we talk about Joanie. How much he remembers from Grace at that age."

"Yeah well. He's been a good uncle. Too bad he never got to be a dad, I don't think a family's in the cards for Catherine and I'm not sure Steve is ever getting past her."

"Good thing he's got Grace and Joanie then."

"Mmm. And Charlie."

[... ... ...]

"Steve's not going to get rid of any of his dad's things. It's like he wants the guilty conscience around him all the time, like a damn hairshirt."

"I've an idea."

"Mary."

"No it's needed Danny. I'm making the consecutive decision to change that mausoleum he lives in, and if he's going to get angry he'll be angry with me. Because he's not the sole owner of that house, and I'm making a point."

"When he's not around to contest it. I'm not sure this is a good idea Mary."

"Like you don't want him to stop living in the wreckage of the memories our parents left behind? I know he's all broken up about mom but I made my peace about her a long time ago. It's easier for me to go through their things than make him go through all that grief again. It'll be a fresh start when he comes home."

"It'll be a home renovations nightmare is what you mean."

"We'll need all the help we can get and we'll manage, we got 8 weeks minimum. I'll get a flight and be there soon."

And she hangs up too, it's like a McGarrett disease.

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

So if the answer is behind door number 2 and some evil scientist really did find them after they came through, it'd probably make the most sense if they came through unfrenzied but disoriented enough that they were captured fairly easily, and then had something horrible inflicted upon them, which triggered a frenzy, right? Or would a frenzy like that come only from rift distortion fuckery, and they came through frenzied but someone managed to tranq them. In the first case a spontaneous frenzy might help them bust out right after if happened, but if they're already frenzied it might make it harder for anyone to actually do anything to them.

I feel like that might make things too convoluted though. Them being dropped off near or in Nimbasa but accidentally being frenzied from passing through the rift seems like it'd work best. The question then would be, why were they fused when they came through. Easiest answer would probably be they were in one of the distortion bubbles when something went horribly wrong and they ended up being taken back along with all the other displaced pokemon. Second easiest might be that Ingo was given the chance to go back home, and Lady Sneasler wanted to come too because that's Her Guy, but the rules were that only one could come. And she's like, well luckily we have a solution for that! And they go through together and have the bad luck of it affecting her badly.

Poor Emmet is really going to have his work cut out for him here, though. First he's gotta figure out what this thing is, then he's gotta realize it's his brother (both of which he'll only be able to do once Clamberclaw is calm enough for Ingo to take the reigns), then he's gotta... take him home? Take him to a pokemon center? But to do that first he's gotta actually get them out of the train where they've only just calmed down because it's safe and familiar, then he's gotta get them out of the crowded subway station without Clamberclaw freaking out again or anyone getting too good of a look at them (especially if he's paranoid that some evil scientists might be out looking for their escaped experiment), then he's gotta do the same but in a crowded city this time until he gets them to wherever he's taking them. (Then he gets to have his breakdown once they're safe and asleep lol)

And that's too say nothing about his emotional journey here. Like, yay his brother is back and alive, oh no he's this bizarre creature now, oh shit what if he had been taken and was being experimented on this whole time, oh God how is he gonna get them out of here, yay his brother is back in a safe place where Emmet can watch over him, yay apparently this is a reversible thing and he's not actually fused together with this pokemon forever, oh no he's not going to separate anytime soon because he needs to make sure Lady Sneasler isn't gonna go on another rampage and also this is new and scary for both of them and it's comforting to not be alone in it, oh shit apparently Ingo doesn't remember anything of his life here including Emmet. He's gonna have a hell of a time of it.

Meanwhile, Clamberclaw is super tired and in pain, but actually doing sort of okay otherwise. Because even if Ingo doesn't actually remember him, Emmet is like, the person he trusts absolutely to keep him safe in his vulnerable state. Which is a lot to put in Emmet's shoulders! But they're not really in a position to be making any big decisions on their own in their state. In this they're just going to have to put their trust in Emmet.

oof the idea that they went as a fusion to game a "one person only" rule... it brings to mind, like, people outsmarting a god in a game of wits and so it gives them a horrible and dramatically-ironic curse as divine retribution. oh you think you're so smart, figuring out how to bring a friend with you? we'll see how much your smarts help when i inflict you with DIVINE MADNESS

(not that arceus/giratina necessarily did this on purpose, but)

the other thought i had as to why they'd be fused at all is that sneasler was about to kill ingo in the middle of a rampage and it was the only thing he could think to do to escape. like she had him pinned so there was no running, the only option he had was to reach back out and fuse bc now she can't attack him anymore, can she? and now they're staying together for the same reasons as before, bc sneasler's holding on in the frenzy and/or ingo doesn't want anyone else hurt, etc.

probably the easiest way to get them out safely is to either take the train, or just walk down the tunnels to a further-away, less-populated station, and then go around the long way to wherever their house is, avoiding the most densely populated areas of the city. (this also means clamberclaw gets to ride the train which they'll probably enjoy <3) however there's also the fact that they might have quickly evacuated some areas when clamberclaw was rampaging through them, which could open up paths too

&then yeah, emmet... :c he's gonna try so hard to stay calm where they can see, bc they really desperately need that and if they think they're in danger there's the very material side effect of potentially reactivating Panic Mode and causing a bunch more destruction/having them go running off into the city again. but that doesn't mean he isn't on a fucking rollercoaster here. his brother's alive! and doesn't remember him! and has possibly been trapped in an experiment-torture-hell for who knows how long! and is stuck together with some mystery pokemon! and that duo has been pushed to their limit and is now in dire need of rest if not medical attention. once he doesn't have the anchor of "ignore everything else we need to make sure ingo's safe and okay" he's gonna lose it