#oh oof my bones they really hurt!!

[preydefiler]

I think I may have actually sprained my elbow because holy shit this fucker HURTS ow ow ow

[fillingthescrapbook]

Let's Talk About: A Change of Plan

Not episode-related but… is anyone else seeing the yellow oval shape on the bottom right corner of their screen when they watch anything on Dropout's website?

That out of the way--

Brennan making Evan a long-backer was not on my bingo card… but it makes sense. Regardless of how Erika, Danielle, and Aabria feel about it. Evan's energy from the very beginning was giving plank-body.

And since we're on the subject of Evan-- I am definitely vibing more with this aggressive and allowed-to-be-angry side of Evan more than the poor little meow meow we used to get before. Like, sure, I get that he wasn't sad all the time during the first season, but the energy was there. He was a sad boy. And I am learning now that I really really do not like sad boys.

Last episode, I mentioned Erika as being exceptionally great at shrinking. I did say that Lou and Danielle were doing amazing jobs as well (although not with those words exactly), but this week's MVP is Danielle Radford. Those lines of improvised dialogue that were a mile-a-minute long were simply incredible. Impeccable. And that's not to mention how she had Sam react to Evan freaking out about the discovery of how he died. "Together. Alone. Not us." Indeed.

Oh and that small reveal about Sam's family life? I want to hug Sam (to)B(decided).

And then we get to Cocaine Sam. And having her be the one to greet Boudy-boots. Amazing. Exceptional. No notes. (Also: Cocaine has to be an integral part of the Never Stop system mechanics now, right?)

Now, I'm not gonna go through everything that happened one by one. I never do. But here are the things that really stood out to me this episode, and why Misfits and Magic Season 2 is winning me over from my…lack of enthusiasm for the first season.

Number one: The breaking of wands. Erika's was sort of an accident. As explained in the Adventuring Academy, Erika saw that a tiny score was made on her wand. To allow it to break more easily. This discovery helped inform her decision to break it "accidentally" in the previous episode. The other players then realized that all their wands had been scored. And that a mechanic has been put in place for when said wands were broken. A mechanic that has now been fully explained in this episode.

I love this mechanic. I love that it--whether intentional or not--is a symbol for breaking Misfits and Magic off from "the franchise." Because the wands have become so intrinsically linked to said franchise. Although, I must admit--from a sentimental point of view--it hurts to see them break the wand. Although, at the same time, I guess that's why it's so powerful. It's their link to the magical world. It's one of the first things that showed them their potential. Much like the franchise was for many of us. And it's become very important for us to break off that connection to see that there's more magic to explore. That we are not limited to the wands. And the brooms. And the familiars.

And oof. The familiars. Aabria caught me off guard with that reveal. Like the road we were walking on were paved with figurative bones but the confirmation still took me aback. Because funny season, ha ha! We killed a player's character. We killed a major NPC. And we're killing familiars. Funny!

That's not a dig at Aabria. I love what she did. One of the most affecting episodes of television I've seen in recent memory is from How I Met Your Mother. It had a visual gag of a countdown. And the whole episode was filled with mishaps that were propelled by humor and love. And then when the countdown reaches 1--it punches you in the gut. And you were warned. But you still didn't expect it. And it feels so bad--but it's done so well. That's what Aabria did.

And that brings me to my second reason why Misfits and Magic is beginning to win me over.

Aabria is handing us character progression that is steeped in gray morality. Characters who rubbed us the wrong way are learning to be better people, while still being their snotty selves. Characters we liked have found themselves getting lost not because they're inherently evil but because of inaction, because of self-preservation coupled with their avoidance to step out of their comfort zone. There's grace in the way Aabria shows the players how their friends have fallen. And I think it's beautiful.

So, yeah, I am coming around to Misfits and Magic. Will it beat both Burrow's End or A Court of Fey and Flowers as a better Aabria season? I don't know. ACoFaF is one of my favorite Dimension 20 seasons ever and Burrow's End is also pretty high up. So probably not. But will I look back on Season 1 more kindly now? Definitely yes.

Last two things I wanted to mention:

First, the sudden volume drop when Evan stopped yelling-- I can't imagine what the poor sound guy who got the full burst of Brennan's highest vocal had gone through. Thankfully, Sam Reich takes care of the Dropout crew well.

And last, when K responds with "maybe the Tumblr users are gonna help?" to Evan's diatribe? Oh, K. Most of us are already struggling with one thing or another and are paralyzed by bigger things. If we had wonky magic to deal with on top of that? Oh ho ho, K. Oh ho ho.

[berrybanana-arts]

Billford Reccs (as requested!)

@gratych requested some CONSENSUAL Billford as there is a LOT of noncon and dubcon out there... NOTE- Always check the tags!! These are Billford reccs so abusive/manipulative behaviour tends to be in literally all of these even if only as a 'oh god in hindsight this is sad' way.

RF- Researcher Ford (Pre-betrayal) PB- Post-betrayal W- Weirdmageddon AU- Alternative Universe (e.g. One Of Us)

Just as a note- I'm pretty sure ALL of these are Triangle!Bill.

*SFW*

Starstruck by FireFlerg899- RF Cute and fluffy with a hint of angst and manipulation because it's pre-betrayal. What a contradiction! Stargazing.

Something Said Before- FireFlerg899- RF, PB, W Mentions of torture, goes through all 3 eras echoing the same phrase.

To Destroy, To Remake- FireFlerg899- AU, PB Deliciously dark Ford, tempted by power!

Break and Bind yourself to Me- kingsteeth-RF, PB Poetic and different. I enjoyed this.

Future Talk- anysin, RF Bill talks to Ford about the future and coming to visit him. Light warning for pain/blood/emotional manipulation. Funny Bone - anysin, RF Ticking, fluff

Silent Lies- Perlumi, PB Ford reminisces on the past. Minor self-harm, angst, references to NSFT themes but no actual sex.

Knock on My Door- sugarboat, PB (portal) I LOVE this one. Bill finds and patches up a wounded Ford because only HE is allowed to mess with Sixer. Graphic description of injuries, hurt/comfort, weird fluff.

The Writing of Destiny- Nelja, RF Oof. Love this one- Ford believes everything has led him to Bill. Lovely fic.

Reality is an Illusion- chaseandcatch, RF, PB OOF. Sweet and short. Ford looks back on his first journal entry about Bill with... uh... new information.

I can be cruel to you, my love- orphan_account, RF? PB? Unsure. Prose poem, love this series (Hymns).

thoughts that are above you (i've gotten so good at lying to myself)- orphan_account More prose poetry! forever cursed in love are the observant- orphan_account More sad prose poetry. Bill puts Ford in a time loop until Ford gives him the answer he wants.

*NSFT:*

CLEAR consent-

Ford is super duper into it in all of these! Warning, a LOT of these are pre-betrayal and therefore Ford is technically being duped into thinking Bill is his friend so the consent IS dodgy in that way. Enjoy!

I search myself, I want you to find me- dieslaudata, RF Bill is having some fun with Ford's body while Ford watches. Consensual possession.

Contrast- dieslaudata, RF Choking, in a sexy way rather than a dying/torture way. Love having to clarify that /hj. Consensual possession. Holding Onto Everything- sugarboat, AU, PB AU where Ford accepted Bill's deal many years ago and they are in an established relationship, of sorts. On One Condition- anysin, RF Voice kink, conditioning, coming untouched, etc

Calling You- anysin, RF Ford summons Bill in a more... Unconventional manner.

Up to the Neck- anysin, RF Jealous Bill. Short, but Bill's blustering always amuses me.

Everything Stays- sugarboat, RF "Only one of them sees the inevitable end approaching"- LOVE this caption. PWP, tentacle sex, praise kink.

First- Pengychan, RF Fluffy, awkward, cute!- "Full access to one’s mind comes with a few downsides, like stumbling on private fantasies the All Seeing Eye could have lived without ever having to see. Not that they’re not kind of flattering. And really, there’s a first time for everything."

Count to 100- kikaikitai, RF Ford summons Bill in a more... unconventional manner. Again. This is a running theme in Billford NSFT fics and I love it. Praise kink.

Incubus- kikaikitai, RF Sequel to Count to 100. Ford loses himself in his sexual relationship with Bill. Weird demon sex, consensual possession, worship, etc. This is a fun one. Obviously manipulative fuckery from Bill. Ford is DOWN BAD, though.

Restless Sleep- GoofyGoldenGirl, RF Massage, fluffy NSFT.

Trignometry- wubub redux, RF Alien biology, Bill helps a 'distracted' Ford concentrate. Ford wants to reciprocate.

Territorial- Pengychan, RF Mentions of sex. Bill saves Ford from a creature torturing Ford with cruel words, pretending to be Bill... Yes, the irony is painful.

Vibe for this section- Consensual! But more dubious/dark than the last section.

Ranges from 'Ford is capital M mad at Bill still but also DTF...' to 'hoo boy this is a little dark!' Read at your own risk, you've been warned. Check the tags!

Are you ready to drink or are you waiting to drown?- sugarboat, AU Body horror, tentacle sex High Esteem- anysin, RF Jealous Ford. No sex, just Bill being very manipulative, gaslighting Ford and telling him what he wants to hear.

Blood Offering- nelja, RF No sex, just a ritual involving self-harm and dark thoughts from Ford as he summons Bill after a long absence.

A change of scenery- nelja, RF No sex but there is burglary, tattooing, and suggestive themes.

Golden Nerd Doll- nelja, W No sex but- objectification, possessive behaviour, etc from Bill who lacks any sort of self-reflection abilities...

Ghosts of Love Past- nelja OK, WARNING, this one is kissing, if not straddling, the dubcon line. I'm popping it on the list because 'non-consensual bondage' is literally in canon. TLDR- Bill chains Ford (Weirdmageddon) and pets his hair. Ford has a visceral reaction to this which he hates/loves/hates.

I hope you enjoy the fics! I've been careful not to spoil them too much but do be careful- Billford is always a tricky one, as much as I love it.

-Berry

[im-am-not-a-weenie]

Could you do some head cannons with Charles too? I love him sm but I never see much stuff about him. It’s okay if not!!! <3

Ofc I can I wanted to write for him at some point I hope this Alr and my writing fits him

(I made Dutch speak like foghorn leghorn…bc I could)

(But Rhys these are tough cowboys they don’t blush…..THEY WILL TODAY)

mostly Gender neutral reader but fem pronouns for Arthur

Not beta read

Arthur, John, Sean, Dutch, Charles

🍓The first “I Love You’s”

🍓Arthur Morgan

Technically he said the first “I love you.”

It was over the silliest thing too.

It was nearing nighttime and as the sunset you went out to find your cowboy.

And of course, Arthur was over by the horses.

Wanting to surprise him you walked slowly and careful signaling anyone who gave u questioning looks to be quiet.

You could hear Arthur talking to someone but you couldn’t quite make out who, but the closer you got you noticed that he wasn’t talking to a person, but the horses.

You stopped to take in the scene watching him brush one of the horses.

“That girl of ours is mighty fine don’t ya think” You waited a bit longer not wanting to interrupt the soft moment you had caught Arthur in as he spoke again, “I think I’m in love with her.”

Your eyes went wide, did you hear him right? He said love a smile appeared on your face.

“I think she loves you back” Arthur’s head snapped towards you and his face went red, part of the reason was being caught talking to the horses and the other half for you saying you loved him back.

One moment he’s by the horses he’s pulling you into a bone crushing hug.

“I love you doll.” “I love you too Arthur….but your crushing me”

🍓John marston

Not really surprising but you said the first “I love you”

That’s just because John is a little oblivious. I took him months until he could finally get the hint that you were flirting with him and even then you still had to make the first move

You sitting by the fire, taking in the night sky when

“Mind if I join you” you looked over to see John walking towards the spot you claimed for the night

You shook your head and moved over and patted the spot by you “not at all”

He was probably about only a couple feet away and he still managed to catch his foot on a rock and came tumbling down. He fell with a “SHIT” and landed with and “oof”.

He landed right by you and you started to laugh “hey what’s so funny”

Still giggling you shook you head slowly and gave him a found look “oh John marston, I love you”

This caused him to smile “really?”

“Yeah, really” forgetting that he has on the ground you gestured to the spot beside you “you gonna stay on the ground for the rest of the night?”

With this he scrambled to the seat next to you, and pulling you into his lap

Resting his head on top of yours he sighed out “I love you too

🍓Sean MacGuire

You said it first

As we all know Sean’s love language is teasing, and that meant sometimes he’d accidentally hurt your feelings

And that’s exactly what he did

“Well fuck you too Sean” you said storming off. You know it was meant to be a joke, you and Sean poke fun at each other all the time but time he went a little too far

“Wait, love, I didn’t mean it” Sean was chasing after you “it was s’posed to be a joke

You turned around to face him with tears in your eyes “no Sean…just leave me alone for a while…please” that broke Sean’s heart he was supposed to make you laugh not make you cry

“Yeah okay” with that he watched you walk away hanging his head he walked the other way not wanting to upset you even farther

“What’s got you all upset?” “I’m not in the mood Arthur”

Arthur took a seat next to Sean “c’mon now kid something has to be bothering you.”

Sean sighed “I might’ve taken a joke too far”

Arthur shook his head “And did you use this joke on your one and only?” Sean nodded “And what exactly was this joke?”

Sean looked around and then whispered something into Arthur’s ear, the others eyes widened and he took is hat off and smacked Sean with it

“Dagnabbit MacGurie you better march oh over there and apologize before it’s too late” “but-“ “NOW”

Sean for up and quickly went to find you, he found you sitting by a tree with your head in you hands

Sean came over and sat by you “I’m…sorry love…I didn’t mean to take the joke that far”

You sniffled “yeah I know, it just hurt my feelings y’know”

“Come here “ you moved to lean on him

“I hate you.” “No you don’t.” “No I don’t.” “Ya love me really.” “Yeah I do .”

He held you closer “I love ya too”

🍓Dutch Van Der Linde

Dutch said it first, and of course, it was as dramatic as he is

You both are in his tent laying on his bed

“Y’know what my dear” he proclaimed randomly that night

This made you move to your side propping up your head up with your elbow “yes Dutch?” Not bothered by this because this is how he was

“I do believe I am in love with you”

This made you sit up completely “what?” Looking at him is disbelief “Dutch you can’t just say things like that”

“And why not?” He sat up too “I’m in love with you and I’m afraid there’s nothing you can do about it”

“You really mean that?” and Dutch took that as a challenge

“i do declare I'm in love with you" he said as he grabbed you're face and peppered it with kisses. "i will shout it on top of rooftops if that makes you believe me"

you giggled at this "you practically already are Dutch"

"i can be louder if you'd like" outside you hear the groans of the others in the camp and a collective of "no's"

you are both sent into a fit of laughter as you calm down you settle back onto the bed.

"i love you too Dutch"

Dutch laid down and pulled you closer.

🍓Charles smith

You said “I love you first”

Only because Charles wasn’t the best at talking about how he felt, so he would show you

His love language is gift giving, not all his gifts where big and extravagant, but they where mostly just things that reminded him of you

And I’m this instance it was a flower

You were waiting for Charles to get back from his lastest job. You haven’t seen him all day but your not extremely worried sometimes you two wouldn’t See each of days, but that’s how it goes when your in the great Van Der Linde Gang

Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of horses riding into camp. And there he was

You ran up to him just as he was getting off his horse and wrapped your arms around his shoulders and pulled him into a kiss

“Hey there lover boy” you said still hanging off of his shoulder “miss me”

He leaned down to capture your lip into another kiss and hummed into it “always” the two of you stood there like that for a minute. Not minding the rude look Micha was giving the both of you

“I brought you something back” this made you look up

“When do you not?” He shrugged his shoulders and turned back to dig through his saddle bag

“I hope it’s not to squished i tried to be careful” he handed you a light blue flower.

“Oh Charles” you couldn’t get over how sweet he was

“It made me think of you” he bashfully rubbed the back of his neck

“It’s beautiful I love it” looking back at Charles you added “I love you”

“I…I love you too” and with that you returned to the embrace you both started in, but this time you both held on a little tighter

Hey guys….it’s been awhile anyway I hope you liked it, it’s pretty obvious but it wasn’t beta read but I hope it’s not too hard to read I’ll probably go bad and edit it later if I feel like to, thanks to everyone still reading and liking my stuff it means a lot , love y’all 🍓

[mllersjoel]

could you write a matt murdock x reader one shot where the [reader] is spider-man’s cousin, is a doctor in hell’s kitchen and has a thing going on with daredevil.

Then one night after patrolling Spider-man brings DD to meet his cousin after the two get into a fight with baddie of the day but Spider-man doesn’t know that’s the two know each other and just starts going on and on bout how brilliant his cousin is to DD. After their meeting [Reader] wonders when they should tell the poor teen that they already know each other.

haven't you heard?

Pairing: Matt Murdock x nurse!gn!reader

Wordcount: 748

A/N: such a fun ask!! i love writing these guys :D writing comms are open btw :3

***

“Hey, sweetheart,” Matt says, voice barely above a whisper as he clambers through your window. Your head immediately shoots up from where it’s lying on the couch, an episode of an old sitcom playing forgotten on your TV.

“Matt, hey, are you okay?” You ask, rushing to him. You try to hold him at arm's length, to see his injuries, but instead he pulls you in. He hugs you close to him, cradling your head and holding you tight, breathing in your comfort. You instinctively put your arms around him, laughing lightly as he walks your bodies towards the couch. He uses his leg to make your knees buckle, and you let out a light ‘oof’ as he falls on top of you (gently, always gently).

“What’s up with you?” You laugh, scratching at his scalp at just the right way to make him melt into you. He pushes his mask off, settling into your arms, like an extremely touchy weighted blanket.

“Hard day. Tired,” he mumbles, pushing his face into your neck, his stubble tickling you. 

“Any injuries?” 

“Not that I know of.”

“Matthew.”

He sighs. “A small cut on my abdomen. That’s it.”

You run your hands down his sides, trying to feel for it, when he takes your hands in his and holds them to your chest. He lifts his head, giving you a soft kiss. “Five more minutes,” he whispers, “then you can patch me up.”

You never could say no to him. “Fine. Five more minutes.”

***

Matt’s ribs hurt. His hands hurt. He’s pretty sure even his teeth hurt. He heard Peter (Matt figured out his identity pretty quick, he doesn’t even try to mask his voice) get hit a lot harder than he did, but the kid won’t stop talking. It would be endearing, if he wasn’t annoyed.

“—and when you grabbed his arm? I mean, even I didn’t see that coming, and I can see!”

Matt hums, trying to find a way to leave and go to you. He’s pretty sure he has some bones that need to be set back into place, and sure, he could do it on his own, but he really wants you.

“Oh man, you’re looking rough,” Peter says, stopping mid-ramble to take a good look at him. 

“It’s okay, I know—”

“We should see my cousin!” Peter almost yells, enthusiastic. “They’re amazing. Did you know they’re a med student? Top of their class, about to start their residency. And when they help set my bones it doesn’t hurt as much. I swear, they have magic hands or something, everything heals faster when they help.”

Matt snorts. “I’m sure your healing ability also has something to do with it.”

He hears Peter shrug. “Sure, but they also make me hot cocoa if I’m really injured, which has to help in some capacity, right?”

Matt sighs, scrubbing a hand over his jaw. Should he just run? Just make a break for it? No, he shouldn’t. Peter might follow him and find you. He wants to have something just for him. So, with a weary smile, he turns his head in Peter’s general direction. “Where’s your cousin located?”

Peter excitedly leads him in a seemingly random direction, and Matt blames his injuries on why it took him so long to realise they were going to your building. What are the chances that Peter’s cousin and his doctor live in the same place?

Then Peter swings to your window.

Wait.

Your window?

He throws it open, calling out your name. Matt scrambles in after him, and sure enough, you’re there.

“Matt?” He hears you say, confusion laced in your voice.

The tension bleeds out of his shoulders as he awkwardly gives a half-hearted wave. “Hi, sweetheart.”

“Wait, you two know each other?” Peter asks, head swiveling. “Also, sweetheart?”

You rush over to Matt, leading him to your kitchen island and lightly pushing him to indicate he should sit down. “Long story short, Petey, this is the guy I’m seeing,” you tell him sheepishly. Before you can run off to grab your first aid kit (which is really a mini pharmacy, at this point) Matt grabs your hand and gives you a light kiss.

“Ew, gross,” Peter says, almost absentmindedly, “why didn’t you tell me you were seeing the Daredevil.”

“You never asked,” you chuckle.

Peter sputters. “I didn’t know it was an option!”

As you leave for your kit, Matt smiles at Peter. “I agree, your cousin’s pretty great.”

[brucewaynehater101]

adding to my last ask, the rest of the album is so similar to the Batfam

Loves like Ghosts - Batcat or BruTalia

Until the Night Turns - Dick (the vibes esp)

Dead Man’s Hand - Jason

-> pretty obvious why 💀. I see it as Jason talking abt his old self with the “tired of a life that never felt like his” line

Hurricane (Johnnie’s theme) - Dick, Jason, and Steph(Cass)

-> I mostly saw it as Stephcass but there were definitely lyrics that applied to Dick (thrill) and Jason (dying lol)

La Bella Fleur Sauvage - DickBabs

The World Ender - Steph (with the romantic lines being shaded between Cass and Gotham) or Jason (with the romantic lines being completely abour Gotham)

-> I feel like it fits Jason better bc it’s literlaky abour being back from the grave but alas

Meet Me in the Woods - Tim(Bern)

The Yawning Grave - ALFRED AND BRUCE ALFRESH AND BRUCE. This is so important to me omg

Cursed - where “she” is Gotham and the speaker is any of the Batfam (sans Cass I think)

Way out There - Damian (“I’m just wearing old bones from those who came first”) (“you” being Dick) or StephCass from Cass’s pov

The Night We Met - the BatSiblings (sans Duke bc he wasn’t adopted yet) during Bruce’s death

There weren’t any I could connect to Duke specifically but yeah 😞

Loves Like Ghost definitely gives of Talia to Bruce vibes. The lyrics of "what ain't living can never really die. You don't want me baby please don't lie. Oh but if you're leaving, I gotta know why." "And if I can't have you then no one ever will." "Baby in my eyes you do no wrong. I don't feel it till it hurts sometimes. So go on baby hurt me tonight."

Until the Night Turns is a cool song. Perhaps you would elaborate more on why you think it fits Dick? The vibes are pretty on, but jot too sure about the lyrics.

Dead Man's Hand does fit Jason. "Sure as hell he was dead as they come and he was already starting to smell. Just a kid with his hair slicked back and a knife tucked into his belt. Was he unforgiven or just tired of living a life that never felt like his?" "I know I'm dead but I don't wanna lie in a grave out here where the coyote's cry. I stared right into the endless void and I ain't going back if I got any choice. I know how to live, I don't know how to die and there ain't no thrills in the afterlife."

Hurricane. I do think that all of the batkids are adrenaline junkies but I do see how the lyrics fit those ones especially.

La Bella Fleur Savage - Google says Fleur means both flower and resilience. I can see how that fits Babs and how the song resembles her love with Dick.

The World Ender - I love this song for Steph. She deserves to get her revenge. She did kind of die with Black Mask, but she didn't really do a revenge thing like Jason. On the other hand she "won't ever feel the embrace of the grave" because she revived before being buried.

Meet Me in the Woods - I see how this is TimBern especially because Bernard isn't in the vigilante business (so he won't really understand what Tim's been through).

The Yawning Grave - Alfred warning Bruce not to become Batman, of its dangers, of the likelihood of him dying, fits so well. He told him when he was a kid, but Bruce still went down with this path

Cursed - I agree that Cass isn't tied to Gotham like the others. If "she" was Gotham, that does fit the others. I raise you, though. What if "she" was their mission or vigilantism? That then fits all of them.

Way out There - Oof. That definitely fits Damian and I love that analysis of him.

The Night We Met - I agree, however, there's a tik tok that has an animation of this song. It absolutely kills my soul every time I see it. It has Bruce singing this about Jason: "I had all," Jason as Robin, "and then most of you," Jason dying, "some and," Jason's grave, "now none of you," Jason as Red Hood. "Take me back to the night we met." The tire jacking night.

We definitely need some Duke songs out there. If anyone has any songs that fit Duke, feel free to comment or reblog with them!!!!

[guardian-of-da-gay]

The Man with the Magic Hands

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For Whumptober 2024 Prompt 6: Healed Wrong

tw for implied physical assault, chronic pain, medical inaccuracies

“Well, who’s first?”  Doctor Wright asked.

“Me!”  Sonic said as he zipped in front of the doctor.

Mom frowned.  “You’re never this eager to get checked out by me!”

“That’s because you don’t have magic hands,” Sonic said.

The animal chiropractor let out a nervous chuckle.  “I’m glad you have so much faith in me.”  Mom’s former classmate ran a mobile clinic, traveling around the state to offer his unique service to clients all over.  Sonic had met him before, but this would be the first time for Tails and Knuckles.

It was also their first yearly check-up and booster vaccines.  Sonic had convinced Doctor Wright to work his magic on them while they were there.  It hadn’t actually been that hard, though, because Doctor Wright thought working on brand new species was awesome.

The other two watched while Doctor Wright tested his reflexes and range of motion.  Mom offered up some of Sonic’s previous x-rays.  Then he had Sonic lay down on a little padded table and gently checked him over.

Sonic could tell Knuckles didn’t like this possibility.  Their big tough warrior didn’t like lying down around strangers just in case said strangers decided to stab him while he was vulnerable or whatever.  But that was why Sonic had suggested they watch his adjustment.  He’d definitely be more comfortable without them, just because some of the positions Doctor Wright would move him in were a little bit embarrassing.  But he knew it would make both of them (especially Knuckles) feel more comfortable when it was their turn.  And the whole point was that it was relaxing!

Doctor Wright put on a pair of garden gloves he’d gotten specifically to help Sonic without fear of accidental quill stabbing.  Then he really got to work.

Doctor Wright had a very soft voice and he explained everything he did.  Occasionally he’d tell Sonic he should do stretches or exercises or something for his knees.  Sonic nodded along, fully intending not to follow through while Mom nodded along, fully intending to enforce his suggestions.

There were a few places where Sonic’s body cracked loud enough to make Tails wince.  “Did that hurt?”  He asked.

“Not really?  It mostly just feels nice after.”

Doctor Wright turned him on his side and traced his back down to his tail.  This was definitely one of the embarrassing parts.  Doctor Wright’s soft voice narrated how he was checking the vertebrae in his tail and there was some tightness there.

He put one hand at the base of Sonic’s tail and held the end of it with the other.  One confident tug and Sonic’s tail let out a crack.

“Oof!”

“Did it hurt?”  Tails asked.

“No, just a big feeling.  Better now.”

Knuckles looked deeply skeptical.

Doctor Wright had Sonic get up and walk around afterward.  Both doctors watched him appraisingly.  Knuckles watched him like he thought Sonic was going to keel over from one million broken bones.

“Who’s next?”  Doctor Wright asked.

“Um… I’ll do it,” Tails said.

Doctor Wright looked relieved to get to take off his garden gloves.  Then Tails flew up onto the table.

“Oh,” he said.  “...How did you do that?”

“Huh?  Oh.  I just… spin my tails?”  

Doctor Wright let out a doubtful hum.

Sonic watched Tails shrink two sizes.  “Which is super awesome, right Doctor Wright?”

“I mean, yeah it’s awesome.”

Mom located Tails’ x-rays on her little work iPad and showed them to Doctor Wright.  He looked them over and smiled slowly.  “Okay, yeah.”  He looked at Tails and said more genuinely.  “That is awesome!”

Mom snorted at him.

“What?  Bones are cool.”

Tails was way better at sitting still for everything than Sonic had been the first time he’d done it.  He was nervous, but again, Doctor Wright’s soft tone calmed him.  Doctor Wright explained how he wouldn’t do anything with Tails’ tails because he didn’t know enough about his anatomy or how the tail spinning worked to trust himself to do an adjustment safely.  Instead he focused on Tails’ back and shoulders and gently urged him to take stretch breaks in between building electronic super weapons.

Finally it was Knuckles’ turn.  He did not get on the table right away, though.

“I can crack my own knuckles,” Knuckles said as he demonstrated just that.

“Well, I could crack them in different, potentially more successful ways?”  Doctor Wright tried.  “But you don’t have to do anything you don’t like.”

Mom let out a skeptical hum as she tapped around on her screen again.  “I do have x-rays for those…”

Doctor Wright looked at them a second.  His mouth formed into an ‘o’.  “Wow… You have broken just about every bone in your hands, huh?”

“It is true!”  Knuckles puffed out his chest like this was a big flex.

“And what are these…?”  He pointed to something on the screen.

“The spikes,” Mom answered.  She pointed to Knuckles’ mitts.  He held them up, confused.  “They’re part of his hand.  And they’re mobile.”  She held up her hand and made a fist. “When he flexes, they shift down.”

Knuckles subconsciously mimicked her, folding his hand into a fist.  Huh.  Sonic had never really thought of it, but the spikes did move when he did that.

“Okay,” Doctor Wright said.  “In that case, I am going to let you crack your own knuckles, Knuckles.”

He looked Knuckles up and down.  “How about your tail?  Is that how it’s… um.  It’s a unique shape?”  He looked at Mom and then at the screen she was holding.

“Sorry,” she said.  “X-rays are definitely an ‘as-needed’ thing for Knuckles.”

“X-rays are poisonous,” Knuckles said.

Mom nodded with a strained smile just for Doctor Wright.  “Also he’s just not a fan of lying down in strange places.”

“Enemies could be anywhere!”

Doctor Wright chuckled good naturedly.  “Well, there’s no enemies here!  Why don’t you try lying on this?”  He patted the cushioned table.  “It’s a lot more comfortable than an x-ray table!”

Sonic nearly laughed at his optimism.  Had Mom not warned him at all?

Knuckles stared at the table.  Then at Doctor Wright.  “No.”

“I bet he could do it with you just sitting?”  Mom suggested, glancing at Doctor Wright for confirmation.  He nodded along.

“That is… acceptable,” Knuckles said.  He climbed up onto the table and Sonic heard Mom breathe a sigh of relief.

Knuckles was the opposite of Tails in terms of patient compliance.  Doctor Wright tested his reflexes and he looked personally offended that his leg would move without his permission.

“And your magic will stop that from happening?”

“Ah… no.  We actually want that to happen–”

“I don’t!”

Doctor Wright chuckled a little nervously.  “He’s a hoot, isn’t he?”  He said to Mom.

“No, I’m an echidna.”

Knuckles’ appointment did not improve.  He took ‘range of motion’ as a challenge–where the challenge was Doctor Wright trying to move his limbs while Knuckles stayed rigid and immovable.  Then he was tense all over and refused to relax.  Sonic could tell by the wrinkle between Doctor Wright’s brows that he wasn’t liking what he could feel of Knuckles’ body, but Knux wouldn’t relax enough to let him make any adjustments.  Still, the Brave Little Chiropractor That Could did his best to finish his head-to-toe assessment.

The tail he came to last.

Knuckles glared over his shoulder the entire time.  Sonic was pretty sure the wrong move on the doctor’s part would get him bit.  But Doctor Wright didn’t even seem to notice.  He was way too busy examining the funny little crooks in Knuckles’ tail.  He took one side of the first bend, then the other side and gently flexed them like he would an elbow.  He did the same thing on the second crook.  It took Sonic a second to realize, but it was funny he was able to move his tail like that.  Knuckles hadn’t let him move anything else.

“Huh,” he said.

“What is it?”  Knuckles demanded.

“Your bones are cool.”

“Oh…  Thank you.”

“Thank you for letting me examine them!”  He kept messing with Knuckles’ tail as he said it.  “Your tail isn’t as tense as the rest of you but, I think I feel a point here where I can make a little adjustment.”

There was a crack.

Sonic blinked and Knuckles was off the table… And up in the corner of the wall like a freaky, red spider.

“Oh!”  Mom yelped in dismay.  Then her shoulders sagged and the resignation sunk in.  “Knuckles, the walls…”

Oof, yeah.  The walls had four holes in them where he held himself up with his spikes.

“Did that hurt?”  Doctor Wright asked, an edge of nerves to his voice.

“No!”  Knuckles answered.

“Uh uh,” Mom cut in.  “He can’t be trusted to answer that question.”

“How dare you!”

Mom just shot him a look.  “That is from learned experience!  Now get down here and show us your tail.”

Knuckles jumped down.  “It doesn’t hurt,” he said again.  He straightened and frowned, considering.  “It actually feels fine.”  He twisted around awkwardly, trying to get a good look at his tail.

His tail moved away from him.

“Woah!”  He said.

Tails sucked air through his teeth while Sonic cringed back.  His tail wasn’t supposed to move that way, right?

“Does that hurt?”  Doctor Wright asked again, a tiny bit frantic.

“No!”  This time Knuckles sounded surprised and not defensive.

His tail started to swing back and forth.  It was slow at first and then it moved faster and faster.  It was wagging.  And Knuckles was smiling.  “It hasn’t done that in years!”  He said.

Knuckles twisted harder, trying to get a better look.  He turned so much that he wound up taking a step.  Then another.  Then another.  Then he was just chasing his tail.  His tail was still doing the happy dance.  Finally Knuckles staggered to a stop.

He pointed at Doctor Wright and bellowed: “You are magic!”

“I did tell you,” Sonic laughed.

The next second Knuckles was back up on the table, tail thumping loud as a Labrador’s.  He swung his fist into Doctor Wright’s arms.  Sonic heard the doctor let out a soft little ‘oof!’.

“Do my shoulders now!”  Knuckles ordered.  “Start with this one.  This is the bad one.”

Oh.  Knuckles had a bad shoulder?  Sonic glanced at Mom, who also seemed to have caught the bitter in the sweet moment.

“Has your… tail been bothering you for a while now?”  She asked gently.

“Huh?  Oh.  An enemy pulled on it once.  Hasn’t been the same since.”  Knuckles said as he watched Doctor Wright manipulate a much looser wrist and elbow.  “It is an old injury.  I didn’t think it was worth bringing up, since it wasn’t fixable.”

“Okay.  I guess I can see how that would make sense to you.”  Her careful choice of words was not lost on Sonic.  “But… Wasn’t it hurting?  It’s part of your spine.  It had to hurt.  I can help with that.”

“It feels fine now.”

Mom’s shoulders dropped.  Sonic offered her an understanding look.  They both knew Knuckles was as stubborn as he was oblivious.  They would just have to keep working on getting him to understand the importance of communicating things like ‘your body parts are unable to move properly and hurt badly’.

“Now you’ll probably need more adjustments to keep this range of motion,” Doctor Wright said.  “Your body is used to being misaligned.  It’ll take some time and effort for it to relearn how to hold itself in a healthy way.”

He smiled gently as he spoke.  “I think I’ll work with Doctor Maddie so she can help when I’m not here.”

Mom thanked him.  Working on Knuckles’ tail would probably require him to communicate when it hurt.  Something that he’s proven less than stellar at.   But hey, it was like Doctor Weight said.  He was used to dealing with things alone.  It would take some time and effort to relearn how to rely on others.

[bobbys-not-that-small]

LW&Co Series Commentary - Ep 8: "Not The Eternal"

Here's the rewatch commentary that no one asked for! Take a shot every time I say "erasure". Context: my 2nd time watching the show, but first time post reading the books

Part: one, two, three, four & five, six, seven, eight

The last part!! Hope these weren’t too completely out-of-context, but it’s just an excuse for you to rewatch the show ;)

They really used the hell out of the ghost lamps for cinematic shots huh? Also it's literally probably the same single prop for all of them, so where's its credits then?

They must be FREEZING, at night, dripping wet, Lucy's literally in a dress with no jacket

"This doesn't feel like winning" oof really giving those death-wish Lockwood TEG vibes

Also just want to point out here in the last installment Lockwood's funny rectangular tie

OH MY GOSH YEAH little Lockwood pre LW&Co and George but also post-Jess?? BOY NEEDS A HUG

Why is it always "I forgive you" and never "Grenadier Guard or Policeman?"

Joplin's glittery silver scarf looks a bit like a silver net - wonder if it offers any ghost protection?

Joplin: "I need you" - exactly what George just needs one of the others to say to him 😭

I love that it's implied that Kipps is really really good at tailing people without them noticing (I guess this is book canon too, Mr fence-painter extraordinaire)

The catafalque is sooooo creepy but also kind of cool

YESS KIPPS but also no wonder he's terrified, he's starting to lose his sight (oops, beat George to it!)

Lucy: "stop glowing so much! that was to the skull btw" Lockwood: " yeah no kidding, I got that one"

In the first shot where Kat and Bobby square up to fight Lockwood, you can't see Bobby's rapier so it looks like he's just brought his fists to a swordfight hahaha

He does look suitably smol in that bit though, I approve (anyway he's not THAT small after all)

HI NED

REMEMBER, JUST RECKLESS ENOUGH, OK? *cue me sobbing*

Winkman's so funny "wait guys before we fight them I need to take off my jacket so I can fight them in my tank top and be all cool”

YES BOBBY!!! <3

NO BOBBY!!!!

Kipps hun, ru crying?

YES KAT

Oh wait guys, pay attention, we're about to be ROBBED of the no glasses George looking moment

ALSO Joplin and George glasses-less fight erasure

ALIIIIIIIIIIIIII

Oof good evil lighting on Lou (Joplin)

The Lucy/George friendship is the best (see La Belle Dame from TEG)

Lockwood's responses are literally me every time the Golden Blade shows up. He's just a less iconic version of Sir Rupert Gale - where's the unbearable aftershave and gaudy tweed suit? *Lockwood voice* BoRiNg!

Lol Kipps in the bag

I don't like the artistic choice of the "looking into the bone glass" SFX, but I do think it's cool to have Lucy falling and hanging from the skull

George saves the day obviously

Kipps: "...guys.... nice wholesome moment... still in the bag here..."

Lucy: "this is not how you die" Lockwood: "how do you know?" Lucy: "because... we won't let you" IS THE HESISTATION BECAUSE SHE'S JUST SEEN THAT VISION OF FROZEN GHOST TOUCHED LOCKWOOD?!?!?! DONT HURT ME LIKE THAT

Kipps, my burnt out early 20s beloved <3

Stupid time to point this out but I kind of hate-love the little trouser stirrups of the Fittes uniforms

Barnes: "you guys are being suspiciously compliant but for once I'm going to ignore it"

Obviously the room! And Lockwood in orange socks (or are they pink? I guess I’ll never know)

K bye, hope you enjoyed!

[greycappedjester]

hey! hope you’re doing well. I’m starting to reread the HQ at Hogwarts series because I needed a change of pace from my work at uni (and it’s a comfort read of mine). anywho, I was wondering if you had a favorite quote from any of your stories that you wrote and why (or just the quote if it is to avoid spoilers)? like were there any quotes that really made a scene worth writing to you?

Oooh I love this ask, thank you!

Let's see, I don't know if these are my favorite but they're lines that come to mind a lot that I'm specifically proud of (tbh I tend to forget lines until I'm re-reading one of my stories and see it and go "oh yeah, that one")

I'll try to do one per series. I can't really pick one from Past is a Mirror or Call Me Your Home At Night yet, I'll have to wait until they're more done:

ATFO:

Oof somehow this is the hardest series to choose just one line from. That said, it's a super dark line for a dark chapter but I really love the use of homophones in this one.

Dick tilts his head up to the sky and laughs.

Laughs until it hurts and it does, it hurts so much, and that just makes him laugh more--throwing his arms out like he can fly on the ground and turning in a circle in a dirt covered Gotham alley that even the morning can’t erase.

Because Robin always smiles when it’s dark. Until it’s morning again.

Or mourning again.

….Dick’s laugh fades out.

Cards:

And, eight years old and with a bone deep gravity too heavy for his small body, Kuroo Tetsuro quietly made a vow even if Kozume Kenma would never hear it.

I’m going to build a kingdom around you.

(Not a line but Tsuki and Hinata's final conversation in Shufling the Deck is what really sold me on writing that sequel)

Walking With My Eyes Open/ In Spite of Ourselves:

Honestly for short stories this series has some of my favorite conversations; but, a couple of favorite lines are these two.

But, human shoulders weren’t meant to bear the expectations of divinity.

and

A riddle, Schrodinger’s long lost love letter. Gen had proof he fell in love--was dying to try even--yet still couldn’t quite believe it. So, which was the lie?

Hq at Hogwarts:

I really love the prologue for Department of Mysteries; I wrote it waaaay before I posted it and was excited about posting it for awhile. I think the end just eally says everything about how long and how deeply Akaashi does love Bokuto.

He was bright and happy and so deeply good in a way that was everything Akaashi wanted that he fell in love by the time he took the hand.

“I’m Keiji.”

Investigators Inc.:

Truthfully, my favorite of my humorous stories; I like this exchange a lot from when their van breaks down. It just eels like it really fits all of them.

“I’m looking up directions,” Suga said, already pulling out his phone.

“But….but, map !” Oikawa held it up even as it drooped around him.

“Great,” Kuroo said, “we can use it for shelter when we’re stuck out here and have to take up foraging.”

Bokuto brightened. “Ooh, I’ve got a pocket knife!”

“Yay, we’ll need it to fight off the wolves,” Kuroo said.

“I don’t think it’s that dire,” Suga said, showing them the screen. “There’s a town pretty close by. Can’t find a taxi or a towing service, though. We may have to walk if Iwaizumi can’t fix it. It’s about an hour.”

Kuroo shrugged. “Honestly, Iwaizumi can probably fix it. He’s like the machine whisperer or something.”

“Iwaizumi cannot fix it,” Iwaizumi said from right beside the passenger window and Oikawa jumped. “The transmission’s out.”

“Then, put it back in,” Bokuto suggested.

Iwaizumi stared. “I’m seriously having all of you read a car manual one of these days."

Thanks again for the ask! Trutfully I always love hearing what people's favorite lines are; I just think it's really neat to see what sticks with people and I'm always touched that it could be something I wrote.

[snufflepup]

Yeah, the manus vindictae characters are pretty cool-ly designed too. Theyre emo and cool^^. Arcana, the boss lady, looks very simmilar to makima from chainsaw man. Yeah im gonna have to save up at least 140 pulls to get him guaranteed. 70 for a 50/50 chance at him. Yeah they're awesome! Sputnik is a character too, yk the thing someone sent into space? Idk what exactly it is, but there's tons of non-human characters like her too^^ ones a mirror shard named 'door' lol. We ended up talking about it like normal people and it went fine, until she left on her buss and her fucking dickhead bf started calling me a "wannabe man" and a woman and just being a hugely transphobic dipshit. And he fucking kept trying to kick and hurt me when hes like twice my mf size, and im not even that fucking short! He already put a whole ass crack in my lower leg bone before that had me limping for a fucking month. All i want is a fucking hug or istfg im gonna kms, i cant handle this shit anymore. I had a good time trick or treating. I got a lot of candy. I dressed up as steve harrington from stranger things. Oof, I could never do that lol, halloween is like an awesome Christmas for me. I was super excited for it and couldn't wait to do things lol. How was your day? I'm really tired. Also what's the anime you liked with Lucy in it? I might check it out^^

-ike<3

yay ! They aound like they are well made, if that makes sense. oooo I see, I see ! Fun !!! Goodluck getting hin ! Very cool, it sounds so awesome !!! Door sounds so :(( /pos. . . I love it ! Oh my god . Were you okay ? I'm really really sorry that happened, you really didn't deserve that ! Would it help if you talked to her about it ? or would it make thibgs dangerous for you ? Please be safe !! and don't listen to him he's just . a bitch . I'm glad you had a good time !! What was your favourite sweet/candy you got ? omg steve !!! Dustin, Robin and him are my favourite Stranger things characters ! Do you like it ? Who are your favourites ? I can understand that ! I had a good night either way, I think ! Mine was okay ! Your day sounds like it had been quite tiring. . . I hope tomorrow is less so. She is from Fairy Tail !! She's one of the main characters and dhe is super cool ! She has a kind of magic called 'Celestial Spirit Magic' that lets her summon celestial spirits with the help of magic keys !! I love her . so much . My entire phone is based on her !! Fairy Tail can be a little . weird sometimes . so ! If you do end up watching it ! just like, be aware . I guess . I like it a lot despite that, but I know it's not for everyone ^–^ It is my favourite anime ever !!! It really means a lot to me ( The gif is Lucy ! )

[imkazz]

akaza’s backstory

heyo so i decided to do live notes on me reading this guys backstory. my mom says she literally cried when she read a year before me, and that its really sad so i wanted to keep my live reactions bcs this isnt my first time screaming at the plot twists in demon slayer. i start the live notes in the beginnings of chapter 154 and im also reading the manga in japanese so i might have mistranslated/misunderstood some things lol

SPOILERS BELOW THIS IS YOUR WARNING

initial thoughts on akaza: idk hes pretty fruity like the mugen train arc “oni ni nare, kyoujurou” in japanese was omg just. so fucking fruity. and he said the same freaking thing to giyuu omgs- also he hates douma and wants to kill kokushibo but idk what to really feel about him. anyways ive seen the little hints at the girl holding his hand and he tried to punch it, and his head grew back bc he said he had to get stronger???

live notes start here (just jot notes):

- damn she pulling out the existential crisis on akaza

- oh his dads sick boo hoo

- woah wait is he a pickpocket?

- oh my fucking wait is that why he looks like a basketball???

- holy shit is this where he becomes a basketball?

- like every time he gets caught stealing he gets a mark as punishment

- damn how many times did u get caught bruh

- welp idk how hed steal without his hands

- oof he just got called a demon child well hes a demon moon now

- oh wait my mom specified for me it means a kid who was born with teeth

- HOLY SHIT NAME DROP DUDE THATS A NICE NAME

- OMG HIS DAD KILLED HIMSELF JUST LIKE ZENITSUS TEACHER

- dude this suicide letter like ‘i cant take medicine bought by stolen money sorry for making myself a bother for you live a good life’

- oh hes mourning by hurting himself fighting people

- “even if it took 100 years for my dad to heal” and he kept half of that promise

- damn akazas backstory is just him getting beat up by everyone he meets

- and hes just like taking the beatings bc he wanted his dad to get medicine

- well fuck medicine for special diseases does cost a lot poor akaza

- and his dad just killed himself anyway

- still dont know who the girl is

- damn i wouldnt be able to stand getting whipped and bones broken for my parents

- huh he beat the living shit out of seven adults

- and he didnt get a scratch and hes also a kid

- who tf is that guy it seems akaza also has the same question

- oh is this guy who applauded akaza some sort of sensei i mean he has a dojo

- why does akazas personality sort of remind me of inosukes ‘fight me bitch’ type thing

- oh shit theyre gonna fight

- that wasnt so much of a fight than a man slapping a kid silly

- nother name drop keizou

- OOF AKAZAS FACE LOL

- oh akaza is gonna take care of a girl?

- HOLY SHIT ITS THAT GIRL I THINK WAIT HER NAME IS KOYUKI

- I SMELL BUDDING TEEN ROMANCE HERE JUST SAYING

- OMG ITS SO AWKWARD AND CUTE

- and akaza has someone to take care of again!

- aww cute moment between them

- also fireworks! yay! hes saying he can piggyback ride her there that so sweet

- oh shit shes crying

- oh thats so cute that their only purposes are to protect those they love

- omgs and akaza on his little training arc with keizou like how tanjirou did with urokodaki and both are taking care of a younger girl who is bedridden- the parallels

- holy shit three year time skip

- oh ok koyuki is better now

- OMG THEY DO LIKE EACH OTHER AAAAAAAAA THEYRE SO SWEET AND SHES SO NERVOUS AND HES SO NERVOUS

- OH HES GONNA SAY YES TO THE MARRIAGE PROPOSAL

- HES GONNA FOLLOW HIS DADS SUICIDE NOTE AND LIVE A GOOD LIFE

- HE EVEN VISITED THE GRAVE HELP

- WAIT SHIT NO HES A DEMON SOMETHING GOES WRONG

- NONONONONO WAIT SHIT I WAS ACTUALLY SORT OF STARTING TO LIKE THESE TWO 

- OMG HES ADMITTING THAT THEYRE HIS TWO FAVOURITE PEOPLE

- wait whats this abt poison

- WAIT WHAT POISON

- THIS IS TURNING VERY FAST WHAT THE FUCK

- WHAT THEY WERE BOTH POISONED AND FUCKING DIED WHAT

- BECAUSE OF THE FREAKING DOJO WTFFFFFF

- I- I NEED TO THINK ABOUT THIS

- ok were back and ready to react

- wait what promise

- CALLBACK TO THE FIREWORKS

- ohh shes saying she wants to watch the fireworks with akaza next year and the year after too... oh shit she died.

- damn so both their parents killed themselves bc of their kids

- ohhh this is so sweet but sad knowing she just died

- AND HE PROMISED TO PROTECT HER BUT OH NOOOOOO

- OH SHIT HES KILLING THEM ALL WITH HIS BARE HANDS

- DAMN THATS BRUTAL AND TWISTED OF AKAZA

- BUT DAMN THIS IS HIS WAY OF MOURNING HOLY FUCK

- EVERY SINGLE STUDENT OF THE RIVAL DOJO?!?!?!?!!??!

- HOLY SHIT ITS MUZAN JACKSON

- DO THE MOONWALK PLS

- OH SHIT THIS IS WHEN MUZAN WAS THINKING ABOUT MAKING THE TWELVE KIZUKI

- OH SHIT AKAZA RLY SAID MOVE BITCH TO MUZAN

- HE PUNCHED AKAZA I REPEAT HE PUNCHED THROUGH AKAZAS SKULL

- i feel like this is sad because it wasnt even muzans fault that the two of them died it was just poison

- he even admits it out loud himself that his own story is sad help

- hes even completely ok with the fact he wont go to the same place as the three most important people in the world to him

- and giyuu is just standing there

- lmao tanjiro is just always yelling for demons to stop

- wait what tanjiro ur sword-???

- oh shit it slipped from his grip

- sorry i snorted at the fact that tanjiro decked akaza in the face instead

- i think im gonna stop there the backstory is over

- i feel horribly empty inside after finishing that chapter

- think i might just go cry

current thoughts on akaza: damn i understand why ppl are so sad about this, holy shit this is so sad like i have no words im probably gonna have to come back to this post tomorrow to give my thoughts after thinking about this all night

[golbrocklovely]

oh god i did not need to be reminded he’s a dom. oof girl lol i feel like i need to see it to believe tho 👀 he’s coming down here soon so i may just get my opportunity lmao i joke i joke i swear

getting a tattoo feels like scratching yourself with the end of a paperclip over and over. it mostly just feels hot on your skin after a while. and anything on the bone does hurt a bit bc it vibrates your skeleton lol but it doesnt hurt like you’d expect so i totally get what he means by enjoying the pain of tattoos i may even go as far to say it’s relaxing lol

- aussie anon

sksk i wish you the best of luck on that front.

and i've never heard anyone describe getting a tattoo like that. it sounds somehow less fun and also not as bad as i thought lol

i think my issue is that i don't like needles so i just don't think tattoos are for me. there's really only two tattoos i've had in mind about getting, both super small so… maybe one day.

but the other issue i have is i'm the type to not know where to put a sticker when i get one, so the idea of wanting a tattoo and not knowing where i want to put it or not liking it where i put it….. that would keep me awake at night haha

[creator-of-calm-queer-chaos]

Febuwhump day 9: Found Footage with Peter and the Avengers

For @febuwhump ‘s challenge! Day 9: Found footage with Peter and the Avengers

Ao3 stand alone: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44926849 

Ao3 as chapter: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44655928/chapters/113042605

Timeline: god knows, fictional timeline pre civil war but Peter's there?? Nothing makes sense but we're going with it

TW: kidnapping, torture, broken ribs, cuts, all that fun stuff we love

Tony had mixed feelings about going back there. On one hand, Peter had made it back safe. On the other hand, burn the fuckers to the ground. Burning the fuckers to the ground won. 

Peter had arrived at the Avengers Tower at 2 in the morning about a week prior. He swung himself up to the open level and stumbled inside. Tony and Nat were sitting on the couch in an intense game of chess when he did. Immediately, they both sprang to their feet and ran over. Peter was wearing his suit but didn’t have his mask on, and was covered in blood and dirt. 

“What happened?!” Tony yelled, gently guiding him over to the elevator. Nat followed. 

“I… got kidnapped,” Peter panted, clutching his ribs. “Shit, that hurts.” 

Nat picked him up like a baby, and he let her. 

“Tell us later,” she said. “Oh my маленький паук, we’ll fix this.” 

They made their way to the med bay, and Nat placed him on the table. 

“JARVIS, scan him, what’s wrong?” Tony ordered. 

Immediately, a light was scanning Peter and information popped up on the screens. 

“It seems his ribs are fractured, his left ulna is broken, and there’s a rough gash on his right thigh, as well as several small things but those seem to be healing rapidly. I would suggest setting the ulna and cleaning the gash first,” JARVIS said. “Mr Parker, if you could remove your suit?” 

Peter did, and the night was filled with JARVIS and Nat stitching him up and setting his bone. Tony held his hand, and was almost more panicked. As Nat finished the stitches and JARVIS finished wrapping his leg in a cast, Peter heaved a sigh and looked at them. 

“Fine. I’ll tell you. As long as!” he added, wincing as Nat tied the knot. “As long as you don’t fly off there and murder them right now.” 

Grudgingly, Tony and Nat nodded. 

“Good. I was patrolling in upper Manhattan, like normal, but I was swinging over these alleyways that are trouble, and then someone threw a net over me.” 

“Like a fishing net?” Tony asked. Peter nodded. 

“Exactly! It was weighted, and they caught me mid-swing, so I fell on top of a rooftop. Those things are super hard to get out of -” he exhaled, and Nat handed him some water. He drank, then kept talking “- so I was tangled in it, trying to get out, when a group of people opened a door to the roof, I think, and they came out and one of them smashed my head with a fire extinguisher.” 

“Oof,” Tony muttered. 

“Yeah, so then I’m knocked out, but when I come to I’m in the boot of a trunk and it feels like we’re going down a really bumpy road. They hadn’t taken off my mask, though. And so Karen’s online, and she tells me where we are and then we pull over. There’s this butchery in Hunts Point but I guess it’s a front because when they opened the trunk and pulled me out the back door was open and it was full of people milling about tables and maps and stuff. So then Karen helps me get out of the cuffs they put me in and I do my thing and get away and… yeah,” Peter finished quietly. He had rushed through the last part, and something about it seemed off, but neither Nat nor Tony pressed. 

“We’ll get them,” Nat said, standing up and facing the windows. “I promise.” 

Tony hugged him gently and kissed his head. 

Four days later, Steve, Tony, Nat, Sam, Clint, and Peter suited up and made their way to the site. Peter was nervous, but Tony had insisted on taking them down. So, as they stood just across the water from the building, Peter nervously twisted his hands. 

“It’s hard, going back to a place where you were hurt,” Nat said. He hadn’t even heard her approach. “You doing okay, маленький паук?” 

Peter nodded, then shook his head. “I don’t know if I can do this.” 

“You can stay here,” she offered. “We can go in and kick their asses and turn them in.” 

“No, I can’t do that, either.” He took a deep breath. “I can do this. Just be there. That’s all I need to do.” 

“Damn right,” Tony said, walking up to him and putting his arm around him. “We’ll do all the work. Just be there.” 

Peter nodded and offered him a hasty smile. With that, Tony picked up Peter and Clint as Sam picked up Steve and Nat, and they flew across the river. 

With a threataning clang, they landed on the metal roof of the ‘butchery.’ Clint loaded his bow and Nat drew her guns as they went down the ladder. 

“Ready?” Tony asked, then busted down the back door without asking. 

It was empty. There were some tables and chairs in the huge space, but not a single person was there. The six of them stood in the doorway for a moment, looking around. Slowly, they advanced, weapons drawn. 

“Hello?” Tony called. Only his echo answered. 

“This is a trap,” Steve whispered. 

“No shit, Sherlock. Or do you not understand that reference,” Sam hissed back. 

“Elementary,” Steve responded. 

With a clang, just as Peter crossed the threshold, the door slammed shut behind them. He yelped and spun around. A whirring noise began, and a light blinded all of them. Nat fired her gun automatically, but as they recovered, they could see the projector on the opposite side of the room.  

“What’s going on?” Clint asked, sweeping the room. 

“No heat signatures anywhere,” Tony muttered. 

“Guys,” Sam said. He was facing the wall behind them. 

Images were being projected on them. The team backed up and moved out of the light. It was a video of the werehouse they were standing in, except it was packed with people. Peter shrunk behind Tony, trembling. Clint fired an arrow at the images, but it only hit the wall. 

“What was that for?” Steve asked. 

“Hell if I know,” he muttered. 

Then the door in the video opened with a clang. Three people dragged a hooded Peter in. Tony inhaled sharply. In the video, they were dragging Peter by his shoulders, and he was clearly unconcious. Two other people came over and they chained Peter against a wall, two ropes under his armpits, one around his waist, two around his wrists, and two around his ankles. He was spread like a star against the wall. 

“Peter, what is this?” Steve asked, not taking his eyes of the video. Peter didn’t answer, still hiding behind Tony. “You said they didn’t hurt you.” 

“Shush, look,” Sam said softly, nodding back to the wall. 

Someone else came up to Peter’s limp body and jabbed a needle into his arm and took off the hood. His mask was off. Within a few seconds, Peter groggily raised his head and looked around. It took a second, but then he became panicked. 

“Wh- what’s going on?” video-Peter exclaimed. “Who are you?” 

“Nothing to you. Just pain,” one of them said. “You hurt each one of us, in one way or another. For me? You killed my brother. And so I’ll kill you for that,” they snarled. 

Video-Peter shrunk into himself, and he looked absolutely petrified. Then the person flipped open a switchblade and sank it deftly into Peter’s leg. Video-Peter let out a terrible scream and everyone jumped. Real Peter cowered and Tony instinctively grabbed him and hugged him close. To their horror, the giant mass of people queued up and each delivered a slice, punch, slap, or stab to Peter. He wailed and screamed and pleaded, but nothing deterred them. He yelled for them, for Mr Stark and Natasha and Steve and Clint and Ned and everyone he loved. But none of them arrived. His suit was ripped aside, and his abdomen was a mass of bloody flesh. His face was red and it looked like his nose was broken. Slowly, he fell silent and his screams turned to whimpers turned to groans turned to silence. Finally, his blood was pooling on the ground, and they stopped. 

“That’s for everyone you couldn’t save,” one of them hissed. But Video-Peter’s chin was resting against his chest. 

The video stopped. 

Everyone turned to Peter, who was silently crying in Tony’s arms. Tony was crying as well, and everyone was shocked. 

“I’ll kill them,” Tony snarled, unusually quiet. “I’ll kill them all.” 

“Let’s get out of here,” Steve said. 

No one protested when Sam kicked open the door. Peter was silent as Tony picked him up, and no one complained when Sam took two trips across the river so that Tony didn’t have to put Peter down. In fact, no one said a word the entire way back to the compound. It was only once they arrived and had taken off their suits and were all holding hot chocolate when they finally cried. All of them, together, crying for their son. 

[bonesandthebees]

Strings of Fate Ch8!!

Oh yes, Wilbur is at the shrine! A very confused boy. Poor guy also has a headache from that fall Tommy took. Ouch.

And he remembers dying! No that's horrible. Well, I guess kind of not. It was described as just a thing that happened. I'm sure he's shocked but he doesn't seem too broken up about it.

Now when he sees L'Manberg though...that hurts. Imagine waking up one day and finding that your home and everything you hold dear is gone:(

Bee! I love the change in POVs as they find each other. I could feel the urgency. The sun setting lower and lower as they try to follow each other's voices. And when they do find each other they are still in the wrong bodies. But then it switches and ahshsjh

So smooooth Bee

And they're just so happy to finally see each other. It's crazy to think that they have never actually interacted outside of time-and-space-texting. I'm so happy! We've waited so long for this moment and it's here! So worth itt:)))

You know I never actually thought about Mitsuha getting her ribbon back the day after she gave it to Taki. I guess it's because Taki had it for most of the movie anyway, so it just felt longer? I don't know. But yeah that is weird to think about. It must feel odd for Wilbur to get his cord back all faded from three years with Tommy.

Tommy is actually pretty cool. He managed to forge a plan to get a pretty good chunk of people out of the valley. I'm not sure how many people will end up dying from the comet but yknow. They did everything they could.

Poor Tommy didn't get anything written on his palm:( I know that if Wilbur wrote his name it would probably just disappear like the messages on Tommy's phone. That's why Tommy wrote what he did instead of his name. Hopefully, it'll be enough for Wilbur to at least recognize him when they do meet again:')

I am curious though. Did Wilbur just not feel the length of what Tommy was writing on his palm? Like Tommy is a five-letter word. Tommy wrote two whole sentences and then some lol

I will never get over how well you depict emotions in your writing. You are so good at it!! When I read your fics I'm either smiling like an idiot, trying to hide frowns, or trying to ignore the burning in my eyes how are you so good at it???

oof im gonna go read the epilogue now. thank you for these two treasures bones<3

-🧭

lol yeah tommy slammed his head into the ground when he fell and wilbur has to deal with the headache. poor guy he's going through so much

oh wilbur was 100% in shock about the whole remembering that he died thing. if he actually had more than a few hours to process it he would've had much more of a breakdown. in a way the loss of memories was definitely beneficial in that sense

i'm so glad you felt the urgency!! i wanted it to feel really confusing and also a bit hopeful as they try to find each other, and then right as the sunset really sets in that's when the window between time opens up :)

finally. after so long they're finally face to face talking to each other but they only have a few minutes bc ofc things can't be that nice

yeah i know!! i didn't think about it when watching the movie either, but when I was writing that bit I realized "huh the ribbon would've been worn down from taki wearing it as a bracelet for like 2-3 years even though mitsuha only lost it the day before for her time. that must've been weird"

while not everyone in the town ended up being saved, the majority of people actually did get out in time thanks to the plan. though it wasn't even really tommy who planned most of it. as soon as techno came in he and niki both took over everything, tommy just came up with the initial idea lol

wilbur literally just was not paying attention when tommy was writing on his hand. he was looking out at the sunset and thinking about stuff so he just didn't register how long it took tommy to write out his 'name' lol

aaa thank you i'm so glad the emotions came through!! tbh I was really struggling with that in this fic so it makes me really happy to hear the emotions still transferred over to the readers

[ileftherbackhome]

I'm going to see if I can analyze hoax now that I've listened to midnights on repeat and gotten more insight on the kaylor relationship.

The first verse starts off with very interesting word choice.

"My only one" -> so we know that at one point in time, taylor wanted to end up with this person forever. This is a declaration of intent, saying I only want you.

"My smoking gun" -> this is such an interesting fucking line because it's an immediate tone shift from the last line. The definition of "smoking gun" is a piece of incontrovertible incriminating evidence. HOWEVER, we know this is about her lover because of the similar set up to "my only one" this person is at once, both the love of her life, and the one who is causing her the most pain.

The reason I say this is because she has personified the smoking gun as being her lover. This, I take to mean, her lover was involved in the worst tragedy of her life (the masters situation).

"My eclipsed sun" -> okay wow, so, we know that for taylor true love is like daylight (sunlight). However, she is saying her sun is eclipsed. It's covered by the moon, something is blocking the sun's light from reaching her. Probably the eclipse is a reference to their shared history and the pain they share over their relationship.

"This has broken me down" -> oh, she is saying here fine you win. You have broken me down, you got what you wanted, does this feel good to hear? But I'm injecting that last part. We are getting an emotional declaration here- taylor doesn't want to lie to her lover. She is speaking her truth about how much this betrayal from her lover has hurt her.

"My twisted knife" -> oof, yeah, she is not letting up here. This is another personification of a metaphor "twist the knife in," which basically means that someone has been hurt by something and the person hurting them "twists the knife" in the wound, usually said with "why don't you" to imply "are u having fun hurting me." Personifying it as "MY twisted knife" we are meant to think the lover is the person who (the past tense is important here) twisted the knife in her (the masters situation). The past tense implies the knife is still in here and it's been left there by the lover. Which gruesome detail taylor love it.

"My sleepless night" -> hello midnights reference, I see you. I mean, idk it's pretty obvious and I've already written this much and we are still on 1st verse so let's move on. This is the lover keeping her up at night because of the twisted knife move.

"My win-less fight" -> oh, hello, there this is very intriguing. She is still referring to her lover here because again, the set up to the first line being similar. She is calling her lover a fight, and a win-less one at that. I take this to mean she is raising her white flag. She is like "fine, you win, are you happy." She is saying this is pointless, nobody is winning here.

"This has frozen my ground" -> oh, hello the great war reference to "soldier down on that icy ground" I didn't see you there. Um, do I need to really say more than this? Refer to my the great war post if you need more on this.

Chorus time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Stood on the Cliffside, screaming give me a reason" -> I've always thought this was connected to this is me trying, I get "pulled my car off the road to the look out could have followed my fears all the way down" vibes from this. This to me is taylor asking her love "tell me why you did this," like why would you hurt me like this? Why would you do this to me, did you really need to win that badly?

"Your faithless love's the only hoax I believe in" -> aww, this one feels like false god reference. Idk if I need to say more than this. I mean it's pretty self explanatory. She's trying to make a concession here, she's like saying I think I still see the good in you but you need to give me a reason to believe in that. This is as nice as she can be given how deeply the twisted knife cut her, right to the bone. She's like, I still believe in you but you're acting pretty shitty right now.

"Don't want no other shade of blue but you, no other sadness in the world would do" -> I think she is saying, you know what, I don't regret it. Even though you killed me in the end, you made me this shade of blue, I'd take this over being straight. She is saying even if you never make this right, I am still grateful for the lessons I learned because of you.

"My best laid plan" -> alright we are back with the personification of sad metaphors. So this is referring to an old saying that means that the best laid plans still have a chance of going haywire. In other words, she tried her best to plan them out but nothing went according to plan.

"Your sleight of hand" -> this is the first break in the pattern and it's a magician reference. So it goes is calling us here. I've already spoken about so it goes being about the precursor to illicit affairs and both those songs talking about love dying over and over again (due to it being a secret love affair). A sleight of hand is another way of referring to a magic trick. Here, she means that she never say her lover betraying her the way she did.

"My barren land, I am ash from your fire" -> hello great war reference again. This is the consequence of "diesel is desire, you were playing with fire." "My barren land" actually gives me "the flowers that we grew together died of thirst," and that to me tracks with what a barren land is. Basically, no greenery grows on barren land. Personifying the land however implies that her lover is the one who doesn't have any of the flowers left. Taylor however is ash from the lover's fire.

Now the bridge and this is where it gets interesting because midnights really is doing a lot of work here.

"You know I left a part of me back in New york" -> maroon/Cornelia st vibes. If you know, you know.

"You knew the hero died, so what's the movie for" -> hits different my beloved is that you. This is why they shouldn't kill off the main guy!!

"You knew it still hurts underneath my scars from where they pulled me apart" -> so I think this is in reference to them staying friends up until 2018/19. She is saying you know how much the drama with scooter and his clients hurt, why would you help him with regards to the masters situation?

"You knew the password so I let you in the door" -> again with the magician/being tricked vibes. This is like saying, you knew how to lower my defenses and I let you right in the door- I led you to the information you needed to betray me.

"You knew you won, so what's the point of keeping score" -> oh, ouchie. Um, well I've already brought up so it goes but so it goes vibes. You knew you won is like taylor saying "you know I treated you poorly but why are you continuing to hurt me" like if someone has* won then them continuing to "keep score" implies that they're still playing even when taylor has stopped. They're dunking on her for fun now. Hurting her just to hurt her.

And then she repeats the scar line and says "but what you did was just as dark, darling this was just as hard as when they pulled me apart," I just don't really need to say more do I? She is saying forcing her in the closet is as painful as 2016 was and getting over this was just as hard as that.

And then we get a call back to the beginning that is a more accurate reflection of where they stand now.

"My only one" -> referring back to first verse

"My kingdom come undone" -> basically, she is saying our relationship has falled apart. There is no more kingdom, this has ruined all of us. We cannot even be friends anymore because of this history.

"My broken drum" -> basically, this is an interesting play on words. I think she is referring to "beat the drum" which means to strongly support something. Very interesting that she personified it as "my broken drum" because I assume she means she beat this drum until it broke. I think this is the most explicit reference to her lover era, because she definitely beat the drum for lgbt issues during it.

However, she is self aware and is saying the queerbaiting rumors hurt her. She is frustrated with not being able to come out, because not saying the words (I wanna transport you to somewhere the culture's clever vibes) means that she is assumed to be straight regardless of how gay she acts. She is hurt by how her lover's actions have caused her to "break the drum" so to speak because she really played out that era to be so inclusive and she couldn't say what she really wanted to during it.

"This has beaten my heart" -> I think the play on "beat the drum" versus "beat my heart" here supports my previous statements. She is saying beating the drum until it broke has beaten her heart. It broke her heart to not come out, but she ends it on a plea.

"Don't want no other shade of blue but you" -> please let me come out, basically.

[fwoomp-me-up]

*slams $100 on the tsble*

Make me a horny anthro donkey with hooves for hands and constantly in heat with massive tits hips and udder.

Write a whole detailed story about it and I’ll quadruple my offer

Let me become your new toy and I’ll give all my money to you

Whoa, a hundred bucks? Look at this big spender over here!

Alright alright, let's spread a little fairy dust and make you a spectacle! This feels like it would be the result one of those ironic curses (no hands? oof!) but since you're just asking for it, I dunno what the karmatic implications are gonna be. Oh well, we'll burn that bridge when we cross it!

I figure we'll start with a powerful core (and fat donkey ass) to support everything else and work our way out from there. The udder is a bit of an unusual request, or at least one I'm not familiar with granting. It'll be a heavy one ("massive" applies to all three parts listed after, right?), so if there's a market for donkey milk, you'll be a strong contributor. Get you some nice wide hips and thick thighs to support it... it's a shame this creamy silky skin's gonna get covered in rather course donkey fur, but so it goes...

Your legs, knees and lower hooves can take care of themselves, so let's not focus on whatever nightmare reconfiguration your bones are doing, because now that your belly paunch is all donkey, it's time to move on to giving you hefty swaying tits!

Again, I'm not super familiar with udder logistics, but I suspect whatever hormones make your udder produce milk also mean your bust is gonna be overproducing, so I probably shouldn't make em too big, right? Oh fine, don't pout, here, let me just give you a little extra massage... a little bigger... more... okay, that's gotta be enough right? C'mon! they're bigger than your head! Alright, fine, you want mondo mounds, here... Now let me give your back muscles a rub, you're gonna need em nice and strong...

Oh wow, your hands just went and did the thing without any help. That, uh, didn't hurt right? Because giving a biped hoof-hands is the part I was kinda worried about. But look at that, nice sturdy cloppers. Totally useless for just about anything requiring soft, delicate precision. Huh. Hey! Don't scratch the table!

Looks like we're almost done here. Surely you won't mind if I steal your last kiss as a human, eh? Aaaand there's the muzzle and its typical doofy grin. Wow, donkeyfolk sure do have big pretty eyes. And such cute fuzzy ears! I bet it'll feel great if I give em a little scratch scratch scratch... aaaand there's the milk on the floor. Probably should have laid out a towel, but I guess I'll have to mop anyway.

Alright, now lets go ahead and get you outside before you flood the place... There's a good girl, nice and easy. Your posture didn't have to change too much, I guess? Just the legs flipping around and your, uh, balance?

Unfortunately, I don't think I'll be able to take you up on that final offer. I'm not a particularly clever enchantress and don't really have much of a use for unlimited donkey milk. Sooo I'm just gonna tie you to this post... Don't give me that look! You've got plenty of shade and a water trough! And a little "free to a good home" sign to compete the look... C'mon, stop whining! I'll bring you feed! a hundred bux will cover some oats! Yeahhh, there's a good girl. Alright, back in a jiffy, if you haven't been claimed by the time I'm back from the store, anyway.