#single parent ftw

[eardefenders]

Are you still going write transcripts for the mailbag episodes? No pressure if your busy

Oh yeah I am! I've had work (audit and now it's month end again 🥲) so I've been trying to snatch moments where I can.

I'm eight minutes into mailbag three so I think I'll have that posted on Wednesday. And then I'll get started on mailbag four, which I want to get out before our next mailbag next Monday.

I've also been working on the John Twitter archive, writing some fanfiction, and creating the Sherlock & Co 18+ Discord (invites will be posted later this week).

Plus my son is turning three in a couple weeks so I'm splitting my time on that too lol

[kakujis]

ghost in the machine;

ft: bonten!mikey. pt 2 of this post.

warnings: afab!reader, pet names (baby, good girl), praise, reader is terrified of mikey LOL but warms up pretty fast, minor angst, pining, not implied kaku x reader, hes just mentioned cus i love him. 

wc: 2.2k

a/n:i couldn’t get this song out of my head after i heard it and i thought it fit bonten!mikey so well. he’s so sad. TnT. i really wanted to write pt 2 of mikey’s part also, so this is purrfect!! may be a bit ooc, but idc. soft bonten!mikey ftw!!! this almost stayed sfw but i am nothing but a wh*re. a one track mind. anyways. soft… this is so soft. please love hims. ):

mikey has seen it all before, how could he not, when he holds the world in his hands? when one single command could ruin someone’s life, could set destruction wherever he wanted. each day comes and goes, routine settling deep in his bones. there’s no spark behind his eyes, hollow and empty. but he’s pretty like a seashell, fragility hiding behind the dark shadow of himself. 

mikey didn’t think much when you were hired, wasn’t sure why he hired you anyway. but takeomi had insisted, have a pretty girl to take some of the burden off. but you ended up becoming less of his secretary and more of bonten’s secretary. and he found himself getting attached watching you flit around the headquarters like some maid. “ran, do you need help with that?” or “i’ll take the paperwork, don’t worry, kokonoi!” or “could someone please bring a warm tea up to mochi’s office?” 

you maneuvered your way into all of them, gentle touches and even gentler wordings ringing in their ears like a song. you were available, physically and maybe sometimes emotionally, but you stayed at arm’s length and mikey knew why. simply put, you were afraid. afraid of getting too close, afraid that you were disposable like the random grunts who pissed haru off. but you were especially afraid of mikey, all of them would kill or order someone to be killed without a single hesitation, but who did they bow down to? their king, who they all followed dutifully. high above the king reigned supreme, and who were you but a simple pawn? 

so you decided to drown in the work mikey gave you, heart hammering whenever he came too close. you needed this job, you needed to sustain yourself, you didn’t want to run back home, no you couldn’t run back home. even if you wanted to, you couldn’t put anyone you cared about in danger, not your parents nor your friends, knowing you stayed just a few feet away from the most dangerous men in Japan.

you had finished your work for today, finally done going through hours of mind-numbing paperwork. mikey had asked you to stay in late tonight and you had done just that, scrolling mindlessly on your phone waiting for your boss to come back. a means to distract yourself, since you loathed when it was just the two of you. that’s why you ran around the building like mad for other members that didn’t ignite your fight or flight. you hated the way your hands trembled when the door opened, automatically opening your texts with kakucho, not like he would come to your aid if you asked, never one to disobey his boss.

with the click of a lock, your stomach was flipping in waves, little alarm bells ringing through your brain and the grip on your phone became a little bit tighter. you could see him in your peripheral, the same expression as always, soulless, desolate, empty. sighing, he walked over to your desk, white locks falling by his eyes. there’s something on his mind as he reaches your desk, picking up some of your things, little trinkets you had gotten one day when ran mentioned how empty your desk was. he turns them in his hand, one by one, looking them over before setting them down. 

“s-so,” you start, cutting through the silence, voice already shaky. “what’d you need from me, boss?” your hands start to move, one smoothing over your thigh, the other clicking the lock screen button on your phone repeatedly. 

he doesn’t respond, instead sauntering to the couch and plopping down. he motions you over, two fingers up curled on his right hand, and you obey, slowly and shakily moving over. you sit opposite of him, trying to keep a good distance. if he’s upset by it, you can’t tell, dark eyes staring at you. 

“i’m lonely.” he states, eyes trailing over you. your heart pounds at what he could be inferring, there’s no way, right? he’s never made a move on you before, it’s always been strictly business, besides he’s had you make dozens of calls to satisfy his urges before. 

“oh! do you want me to make a call? i think, um, i think one of your girls should be free tonight, no?” you open your phone, contact: kakucho still visible on the top of your screen. are you alright? it reads, not realizing you had sent a text earlier, i’m scared. 

he’s fast, snatching the device from your hands and throwing it to the floor, theres a few clacks as it bounces away. “i don’t want em.” you’re trembling, chest heaving, as he’s the closest he’s ever been, leaning into you as you try to back away. your body reacts on its own, shrinking down into the plush cushions. you brace yourself, waiting for him to start grasping at your clothes, but he doesn’t. 

instead, one hand wraps around your wrist and gently tugs, “could.. you pretend you’re not scared of me? just for tonight?” his voice is so soft, whispery, and the hand around your wrist shakes lightly, like he’s the one who’s cornered.

you blink at him, there’s something in his eyes. something desperate and lonely, something that begs you to say yes. it melts away at your shaky core. just for tonight. you nod before adding, “i’ll try.” 

he moves closer still and you steady yourself, deep breaths to make sure you don’t flinch. “just pretend i’m kakucho or somethin’,” he mumbles, sinking his face into the crook of your neck. you blush, it’s not like you were into kakucho, he just made you feel comfortable. 

you’re still unsure what tonight will actually lead to, but you find yourself relaxing slightly in his arms. maybe it’s because you don’t have to do anything but stay there, in the embrace of a broken king.

“can i kiss you?” he asks, lips grazing your neck. 

“where?” you gulp, a hint of that cruddy feeling in your stomach, clammy hands fiddling with the fabric of his shirt. 

“here,” he breathes, pausing at your pulse-point. 

you mull it over, but just for a moment, before you mumble out a shaky, “okay.” 

he presses down and the kiss is soft, slow, and sweet. each time you anticipate that there will be something more, something harsh or heavy, there never is. every time he moves he asks again, “is it okay here?” and you say yes, over and over, as many times as he wants. 

eventually, your hands stop trembling with fear, but want. each time his lips hover over a new spot you find yourself breathing out a yes before he even asks. one of your absent minded hands card through the tresses of his hair, as he moves a hand to the top button of your dress shirt. 

“can i?” he asks, glancing up at you, a red tint on his cheeks. when you nod he seems to relax a bit as he slowly unbuttons your top revealing your bra underneath.

his hands ghost your exposed skin and you blush under his burning gaze. “you’re so beautiful.” his hands continue trailing, stopping at your waistband. “can-“ 

“yes,” you breathe, “you can.” it comes with an air of finality, the essence of letting go of your fear in return for what you desire. behind those cold, coal eyes, you think you see a spark, a dimly lit fire in the darkness of his soul. 

he’s a little bit faster, only slightly, wanting to relish in the way you’re under him as he slips the rest of your clothing off, slick cunt on display. you react to every touch, a whimper escaping your lips when he flits his fingers over your clit. 

he leans down, pressing his lips to yours. it’s tender, deep, and needy. he keeps kissing you as he slips one finger in, the gasp from your mouth allowing him to slip his tongue in. he inserts another, loving the way you arch up into him, messy tongues sliding over each other. he groans into you, feeling the way your needy cunt is already twitching on him, scissoring you open for later. 

“mikey..” you sigh in between kisses, drool running down the side of your mouth, “please,” grinding your hips into his hand. he pulls his hand out to undress himself and you whine, trying to find something to grind onto. he thinks you’re a greedy little thing, but it’s better than when you shy away from him, much better in fact. 

when he’s done, he hooks your legs up around his waist, giving his leaky cock a few pumps. he scans your face one more time as he lines up with your entrance, waiting to see if you’d tell him to stop. he would if you wanted him to, but you give no indication, instead watching his cock with pretty, wanting eyes. 

like before, he’s slow as he pushes in, the tightness of your pussy around his cock has his mind spinning. for you, it’s a little uncomfortable, the stretch being something you never get used to no matter who it is, but the gentleness and earlier prep has you melting into him. as he bottoms out, hips flush with yours, he presses his forehead to yours before leaning in for another kiss. 

he stills for a bit, eyes shut, savoring the feel of your wet, tight cunt. how long has he wanted you? if he thinks about it, probably since the day he met you. 

“mikey?” you ask, and he snaps his eyes open. you’re so pretty, he thinks, as even prettier words leave your mouth. “p-please fuck me already.” 

you mewl into him as he starts to move, steady rolls of his hips into yours sending jolts of pleasure throughout your body. he pants as he glances down, watching your greedy hole suck him in. 

“you feel so good,” he groans, “like you were fucking made for me.” using a particular harsh slam to punctuate his sentence.

your toes curl as the wet slap of skin reverberates throughout the room, before you’re putting your arms around him to tug him close, nails digging into his back. 

“you close, baby? gonna cum for me?” he murmurs into your ear, feeling you clench down on him. “you like that? you wanna be mine? want me to fill you up everyday, so everyone knows whose pussy this belongs to?”  he’s rambling now, eyes squeezed shut as your tight cunt continues to twitch on his cock. 

“yeah,” you babble back, his cock hitting your sweet spot over and over, “‘m wanna be yours, want you to fuck me everyday,” he’s so deep and fills you up so well, you can’t help but want this. “f-fuck, mikey, i’m cumming!” you gasp, clamping down and creaming all over him, body shaking as you whimper into his neck to ride out your high. 

“good girl,” he groans, “such a good job, baby.” it’s sort of dream-like for him, the way you moan and whine as he fucks you makes him want to keep going. but the continuous twitch of your walls has his hips stuttering out as he fills you up, hot white ropes of seed washing over your walls. he collapses on you, head buried in your neck, wrapping his arms snugly around you. 

its quiet as the two of you bask in the afterglow, save for the ring of your phone. you peek over and squeak, trying to move mikey off of you, “ah, it’s kakucho, he’s-“ 

mikey places a finger on your lips, brows knit with a pout on his face as he presses hard down on you to keep you in place. it’s foreign to see your boss look so childlike, but it’s pretty cute, your heart fluttering at the sight. “you didn’t pretend earlier, so you’re not allowed to mention him now.” he grumbles, and you tilt your head to the side wondering what he’s talking about. 

“just pretend i’m kakucho or somethin’”. 

“o-oh,” you stammer when the realization hits. “right.” you stare at the ceiling, wondering how you ended up in such a predicament, not too long ago you couldn’t even be within the same room as him without panicking. now, you’re in his arms, skin to skin with his seed inside you, your cheek resting on his head. you don’t notice the absentminded stroke of your hand on the small of his back. 

but mikey does and is once again struck by how someone as gentle as you wormed their way into the worst crime syndicate. he’s not sure if it’s love, but it’s probably something close. he’s like putty in your arms, unwilling and unable to pull out, even as you shift your legs to find a comfier position. 

“let me stay here,” he mumbles, drowsiness taking over his limbs. “just for tonight, you can hate me again tomorrow.” but you know it’s not just for tonight anymore. there will be tomorrow night or maybe it’ll be next week, but you know you’ll find yourself in his arms again.

“i never…” you mumble, frowning, you want to say you’ve never hated him. you were just afraid, but the words don’t come out stuck on your tongue. 

“don’t worry about it.” he yawns and you nod, it’s so different right now. you’re afraid to say anymore and ruin the atmosphere. 

mikey has seen it all, but he thinks that the view of you is the best he's seen. it’s quiet again and he stays on you, in you, as the gentle rise of your chest lulls him to sleep. 

[mrhowells]

Smallville 4x03

such an iconic episode, I'm so ready😩 (edit: ignore any typos you might find, I was going through it💀)

NOOOOOOOO THIS IS SO FKN FUNNY PLS LOOK AT THIS MAN'S HAIR I CAN'T BREATHE

Honestly I'm so thankful that not a single one of my schools was like this, it's like everyone just reached an unspoken agreement that bullying was uncool and we'd mind our own business.

needles😬

"Have I told you how much I'm gonna miss you?"

no you haven't but you definitely should, go on😌

*in unison* around where????

HELL YEAH FORCED PROXIMITY FTW

"Come on, do you know how many people would kill to relive their senior year of high school?"

No way in hell, and I had a relatively peaceful experience💀😭

"The last thing I want to be is a reporter."

She would absolutely be perfect but let's get one thing straight: If there's a person on this show who knows when to mind their own fucking business, it's LOIS🤷🏻‍♀️

I mean both Chloe and Lois make valid points, she's 17 and while I totally understand why Abby did it, it really is a bit concerning. Especially considering her mother has been pushing her to do it for the last 3 years😬

I got a comment from a helpful user under my post for last episode (ty🥰), apparently Jason is roughly the same age as Lex?? And he started dating Lana when she was 17?? AND HE'S THE FKN ASSISTANT COACH AT SCHOOL?

Clark wants to try out for the team again🥺

Jonathan let Martha have a job off the farm dude come on, be supportive. YES THANK YOU

omg did he fake his parent's signature on the permission slip???

"...they want people to look at them differently."

he's making points🤷🏻‍♀️

UGH I'm so weak for happy, excited Clark just look at himmm😭🥹

"Maybe if I'd been more patient I would've seen who you really are." EEEEEEEW throw the whole man away🤢

honestly fuck everyone who destroyed her self-esteem to the point where she's flattered bc a crusty man like that shows interest

asjaksjaksj

he's not even denying it-

PLSSSS their faces, especially Lois😭

I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOR

and look at Lois "not interested in journalism" Lane right on the story😌😌😌

I'm connecting some dots here and I don't like ittttt😬😬

"I still can't believe that you have a job at my school."

I feel like Lana has had more personality in these last few episodes than she had in the last 3 seasons combined, so that's great to see.

Lex knowssss👀

OMFG LOIS I LOVE YOU

I'mghfdjfghdj LOIS ARE U FREE ON MONDAY-

look at herrrrr😭 LISTEN IF I HAD CLARK'S POWERS-

I mean I agree that beauty is on the inside but that's very easy to say when you look like a literal angel💀 OOp evil surgery lady just said the same thing I did idk how to feel about that💀💀

I love that they're already establishing little things about her, she's messy, she can't spell etc. (though Chloe sounded a bit passive aggressive in both instances, maybe I'm just reading it wrong tho😬)

"It looks like Lois is one step ahead of us." THAT MAKES ME SO PROUD🥺🥺

Clark saving Lois and then Lois saving Clark is something so personal to me actually-

UGH LOOK AT THEMMMMMM😭

*kicks woman* "Bitch."

her lil smile seeing her article in the torch😭

yesss she has fans as she fucking should😌

(Can I just quickly say that as much as I love Homecoming, they could've had at least ONE person at the reunion remember Lois from high school, watching that shit left permanent scars on my soul, it was so cruel😭 Like come on, if reading her article was a "life changing experience" for some students, it would make total sense for SOMEONE to remember her. (yes I'm super salty and what about it))

FUUUUUUUCK I JUST REALIZED I HIT THE 30 IMAGE LIMIT AND I'M NOT EVEN AT THEE DUNK TANK SCENE😭 (off to delete some of them I guess😭)

omg here it comes

"Come on Lois, didn't those guys at the base teach you anything?" "Wouldn't you like to know."

akasjkasdjak YOU KNOW HE WOULD

they wanna bone so bad it makes them look like absolute fucking clowns there I said it

DOESN'TMATTERCAUSEYOU'REGOINGDOWNTHAT'LLBETHEDAYSKADWNKW can you tell I'm losing my last shred of dignity here

ALTERED MY BRAIN CHEMISTRY CLEARED MY SKIN IMPROVED MY GRADES WALKED MY DOGS ETC THIS SCENE CHANGED MY WHOLE FUCKING LIFE YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND-

and Tumblr won't even let me upload my 5732893 screenshots where's the justice😭

[chaewandz]

ROSE — chapter 11: mc sakura ftw!

synopsis: after she turns 18, y/n’s parents arrange a competition for young suitors in her town to compete for her love, a family tradition that brought about her parents’ marriage. twelve men are selected, but who will win her heart?

“this round was a terrible idea.” y/n whispered, her hand placed fearfully on her forehead.

“relax! it’ll be funny!!” Sakura said elbowing y/n and giggling.

“no it’s going to give me the ick.” y/n declared, making the other girls burst into laughter.

“you know y/n… if all else fails I’m still single!” joonie announced, earning a jab to the side from y/n.

“oh I don’t know if I can watch.” y/n whispered, peeking between her fingers as the first group of suitors began posing.

“oh please don’t make us suffer alone!” isa interjected, prying y/n’s hands away from her eyes.

the purple team composed of heeseung, sunghoon, jay, jungwon, hueningkai, and soobin went first.

as the 6 suitors stood in dramatic poses, jungwon signaled towards a guard, cueing him to play the music.

the music in question, was super shy by new jeans. upon hearing the first note, the girls all gasped.

“oh god this is…” youngeun whispered, laughing.

the five girls sat there with their jaws dropped, giggling as the boys started dancing.

“I’m super shy, super shy, but wait a minute while I make you mine, make you mine, y/n ur so cool!” heeseung sang, pointing to her and clutching his heart.

“man I forgot he could sing…is there anything this man doesn’t do?” isa whispered, defeated and shocked.

“I’m not really sure how to react to this.” y/n whispered, lips pressed into a thin line as the boys all shot her finger hearts.

“come on y/n! aren’t you swooning? aren’t they seducing you!!!” sakura teased.

“oh shut up.” y/n laughed, shifting her focus back to the performance.

the suitors had stopped singing along to the music and instead all broke into their own dramatic monologue.

“ah princess. you are so pretty!” jungwon yelled, dancing around the field.

“this has to be some form of medieval torture.” y/n mumbled, making the girls giggle.

“Ah but it’s so cute!!” isa leaned forward grinning.

“princess, your smile lights up the room!” soobin yelled, making a heart with his hands three different ways, earning an embarrassed chuckle from the princess.

after each suitor had their mini declaration of love they sang the chorus of super shy again, except this time they freestyle danced all over the field in circles, making the girls fall over laughing.

once they finished, Sakura stood up and clapped.

“well purple team, you definitely weren’t shy about your admiration for our princess! we will take that into consideration when judging. thank you for such a wonderful performance! now please welcome the blue team composed of jake, sunoo, niki, beomgyu, yeonjun, and taehyun!!” sakura cheered into her mic and then sat back down with the girls.

“do we think it will get worse from here?” joonie whispered, giggling.

“are we sure that’s possible?” youngeun replied, trying to mask her giggles.

“the sooner you two shut up the sooner it ends!” isa giggled, glaring at the two.

as the five girls quieted down, the second team signaled for the guards to click play on the speaker, twice’s “what is love?” bursting through the speakers.

“NO WAY??” sakura cackled.

“oh this is deranged.” y/n snorted.

“BUT I LOVE THIS SONG!!” joonie whined.

extremely excited for the performance, the girls leaned forward in their seats and eagerly watched the boys.

instead of singing “TWICE!” as the intro of the song usually sings, the boys all shouted y/n’s name instead, earning laughter from all girls.

“this is like your favorite song ever???” joonie announced, shocked.

“OH THATS RIGHT!!” isa agreed, now enjoying the performance even more.

“It won’t be for much longer…” y/n whispered, causing the girls to burst into laughter.

the suitors began to strike different “cute” poses around the grass, even choosing to make hearts with each other. then they all ran around in a circle and instead of singing the beginning verses of the song, each started talking about y/n similarly to how the first team did.

“our princess y/n, have I mentioned you look stunning today? you’re making my cheeks blush as pink as your outfit!” sunoo declared, making the girls gasp.

“princess, I need sunglasses to shield myself from the brightness of your smile! truly mesmerizing!” beomgyu, stated, pretending to be blinded by the sight of y/n.

“THAT WAS HORRENDOUS-“ sakura said through laughter.

“it was so silly it’s cute!” youngeun defended.

four declarations of love later, the chorus of the song arrived and all six suitors began dancing to the song’s chorus in a heart formation with niki at the center. this was because the other suitors had voted him “best center” upon seeing his dance moves during practice.

the girls sang along, isa and joonie even stood up and began dancing along with them, mainly to make y/n laugh.

as cringey as y/n thought the challenge was, she couldn’t hide the bright smile painted across her face as she watched the suitors dance. it was comical and also unironically good at some points.

once the song finished the boys all ran together and formed a heart with their arms, all doing their best out-of-breath ending fairy pose.

the princess couldn’t help but stand up and clap for the boys for dancing to her favorite song so elegantly and humorously.

“oh my goodness… blue team you gave us the answer to the grand question ‘what is love?’. your stage presence did not go unnoticed. now if you will excuse us, we must now fulfill our duty as judges and decide on a winning team!” sakura gleefully announced into her microphone. “reminder: the current score is 1-0, blue team, BUT! this round is worth double points meaning it’s anybody’s game. once again, the winning team will be invited to a special party tonight at the castle with our lovely princess while the losing team will have to return to their rooms alone. good luck!”

sakura handed her mic off to one of the guards on the stage and the girls all stood up and made their way to the benches behind the stage to discuss.

“I feel like we have a clear winner here…” isa confidently stated.

“I agree!” joonie announced, smirking at isa.

“y/n, what do you think?” sakura asked.

“i want to hear your guys’ thoughts first!!” y/n laughed.

“okay on three we will all say what team we think deserves to win…” youngeun suggested, earning nods from the rest of the girls.

“three… two… one… BLUE TEAM!”

“BLUE TEAM!”

“PURPLE TEAM!”

“PURPLE TEAM!”

the girls all yelled at the same time creating a jumble of words.

“wow we really never agree on anything.” joonie giggled.

“blue team IS the obvious winner!!!” isa replied, defensively.

“you’re only saying that because you love twice!!!” youngeun argued.

“who doesn’t??” sakura countered.

y/n couldn’t help but laugh.

“I was the only one who didn’t vote!!” she revealed through laughs.

“come on y/n!!! who in your heart deserves to win!!” isa encouraged.

“I mean both teams picked very good songs…” y/n thought.

“yes but who performed their song the best?” joonie interjected.

“I guess… if i HAD to choose..”

“which you do.” sakura laughed.

“be quiet!!!! SINCE I have to choose… the better team was… blue!” y/n declared.

isa and sakura cheered, while youngeun and joonie jokingly shook their heads.

“alright well we better go tell them!” sakura grinned.

the five girls stood up and made their way back to the stage, y/n in front of course. sakura once again picked up her microphone and cleared her throat.

while the girls were judging the boys began playing around and talking to the opposite team, complimenting and also teasing each other. now that the princess had returned they all quieted down and pretended as if they weren’t just running around and giggling with each other.

y/n caught a glimmer of mischief in heeseung’s eyes and sent him a small smirk, used to his antics. he of course returned a very shameless smile.

“hello again everyone!” sakura began. “now after a heated discussion over which team had the best performance… we have come to a consensus. it was a close call! the losing team only lost by ONE person’s vote!!” sakura turned and teasingly stared directly at y/n. “with that being said… DRUMROLL PLEASE! the winning team is…”

the suitors were all quite nervous and excited. some were confident in the fact that they won and others were a little nervous, not wanting to lose time with the princess. as the drumroll intensely increased, sakura raised her hand as a signal for it to stop.

“congratulations to the BLUE TEAM!” sakura yelled, grinning from ear to ear.

those in blue jerseys immediately began cheering and high fiving each other while the purple team looked slightly disappointed but also understanding.

“good job to both teams, you worked incredibly hard and your efforts have not gone unnoticed! do not fret purple team, there are many fun activities planned for tomorrow! but as for tonight… those on the blue team better get a move on if they want to be ready for this party! dismissed!” sakura announced, almost too gleefully.

as the suitors made their way off the field and into the castle followed by guards, the girls turned to each other smiling.

“you enjoy being an MC way too much for my liking…” y/n giggled.

“she thought she was dumbledore during the sorting hat ceremony…” isa teased.

“its called CHARISMA!” sakura defended herself, earning more laughter.

“cmon y/nnie, we need to get ready for the party!” joonie winked, linking arms with y/n, the other girls doing the same.

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synopsis: after she turns 18, y/n’s parents arrange a competition for young suitors in her town to compete for her love, a family tradition that brought about her parents’ marriage. twelve men are selected, but who will win her heart?

[queen-scribbles]

15 Questions for 15 (?) Friends

Tagged by @keldae

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?: Nope. Middle name was suggested by an aunt, but it's all just bc my parents like the sound/meaning

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?: Uhhhh... can't remember.

DO YOU HAVE KIDS?: Not of my own, but I love the kids I watch(ed)

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED?: There was a very quickly failed attempted at basketball in middle school, and a single tennis lesson that "showed promise", but the place was too far away to make it a thing

DO YOU USE SARCASM?: Sarcasm? From me? What on earth would give you that idea? *quietly hides Patron Saint of Snark blog title*

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?: Clothes, especially anything that I can clock as geeky for a shared interest(I do in fact geek out when I see people wearing N7 hoodies in the grocery store, and I'm 99% sure one worker was wearing the CR TravelerCon hoodie)

WHAT'S YOUR EYE COLOUR?: Green. (Supposedly, according to one definition I read, they count as heterochomic bc I have a light brown ring around my pupil then the rest is green, so since it's two colors... but to me heterochromia is each eye being a different color so Idk how much I believe that article)

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?: Happy endings ftw, I'm a total wuss when it comes to movies. No scary, please and thank you. I still look away for certain parts of The Mummy(1999)

ANY TALENTS?: Writing, unpicking knots, picking up (written) languages, recognizing actors/voices

WHERE WERE YOU BORN?: Pretty close to where I currently live

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?: Writing

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?: I have a Yorkie-poo(Imani) and then her mama(Callie) also lives in the house. She belongs half to my mom, half my sister, but I do most of the dog walking xD

HOW TALL ARE YOU?: 5'4"

FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?: History!

DREAM JOB?: What I do now, actually, nannying.

[mymanyfandomramblings]

character ask game: Lapis Lazuli, Greg (su), Aaron Burr (Hamilton). (you don't have to do all [or any]. it just occurred to me I could ask about Hamilton and then I had to)

Lapis Lazuli

How I feel about this character

I like her. She's not really one of my favourites, but I do like her.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

Lapix x Therapy :)

Jokes, but I'm not a big shipper when it comes to SU, and I'm not intrigued by very many Lapis ships

My non-romantic OTP for this character

Platonic Lapidot ftw! I don't want them to be in love, I want them to insane best friend who commit Shenanigans together.

My unpopular opinion about this character

I don't think she was abusive to Jasper, however I definitely don't think she was innocent at all in that relationship.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

We got to see more of her 'adjusting to Earth' arc

Greg Universe

How I feel about this character

I love him. He's my favourite and most beloved SU character. I adore him, and I cannot overstate how much I love him.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

Rose Quartz. They truly were made for each other

My non-romantic OTP for this character

I love the Greg-and-Vidalia single-parents friendship. I will always read about them

My unpopular opinion about this character

Not sure I have one.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

I wish he got to fight the Diamonds in Reunited along with the CGs and not just hide in the house.

Aaron Burr-Hamilton

How I feel about this character

He has a beautiful singing voice, and is a great foil to Hamilton

All the people I ship romantically with this character

uhhh

I cannot emphasise enough that I'm not really a shipper when it comes to Hamilton

Theodosia, I guess

My non-romantic OTP for this character

I'd like to think that he and James Madison could have been friends

My unpopular opinion about this character

He's sympathetic, but not always in the right

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

that they at all talked about his life post-killing Hamilton

[dummerjan]

rules: tag 10 people you’d like to get to know better! tagged by @die-schwanenkoenigin thank you :) <3

relationship status: for filling out documents and such it's single, otherwise I ideologically refuse to categorize myself like that also relationship anarchism ftw!

favourite colour: dark blue

song stuck in my head: none really, it's usually just a line here and there

last song listened to: España Va Bien - Ska-P I haven't listened to that band in ages but was reminded of them the other week, cringy memories of my wannabe anarchist phase abound

last googled: 84-57 because I didn't want to do the maths myself

dream trip: not that I ever will but I think it'd be a lot of fun to try and recreate the journey from Ein Mann, Ein Fjord to Lofoten as close as possible

anything I want now: some company, I miss my dog 'cause she's been at my parents' the past week, also a hysterectomy would be really nice right about now

tagging @hummingbooks @ilovetextingandscones @scarefox @tessaaaaa @evakuality

[mothervvoid]

kinda massively cheating here, but for the character ask game, would you spill your thoughts on Inoichi, Asuma, and/or the not-yet-invented characters of Obimama/Obipapa? I'm feeling interested in a lot of fictional parental units in this chilis tonight

character ask game

oh god oh fuck mable what have you done--

also this is SO LONG so i am going to put it under a read more:

one aspect about them i love

Inoichi - Now this might just be my POV here, but Inoichi is super goofy at times and others he's SUPER serious. I love it. When he's with the Analysis Team right before Pain's attack, he's a no-nonsense leader. When he's interacting with Ino off work he is her silly, well-meaning dad. We love a man who can do both!

Asuma - Just how well he gets along with Ino-Shika-Cho. Like they have their moments, especially when Kishi (and Studio Perriot) wants to play up the comedy, and ESPECIALLY in the early anime, but he meshes very well with Team 10 and they mesh very well with him. He's like their older brother, or an uncle they know really well.

Obiparents - The thing about Obiparents is that they just straight up don't have characters--they're the archetypal dead parents, a picture on Obito's corkboard full of all of the people that he loves and nothing more. However, they gave us Obito, and for that I am forever in their debt.

one aspect i wish more people understood about them

I don't actually have anything for this for Asuma or Inoichi--I just can't think of anything, though I haven't really read any meta on Asuma or Inoichi so I'm not really sure how the people feel about them and if I disagree with any common fandom opinions on them.

Obiparents - Because they're the stock dead parents they don't ever really get to parent their son or have any kind of meaningful character on-screen. It is their absence that is felt more than anything.

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have about this character

Inoichi - He's a single dad. We never see his wife in the manga (i think she's there in filler but i still hc he's a single dad). He just gives off those vibes. He's the only person whose ever home in most of the scenes we see with Ino in her house (or he's just not there at all and she's all alone). Single dad Inoichi ftw.

Asuma - Had he lived, Asuma would have been the kind of dad who lets his daughter put make up on him and do his hair. You walk into Mirai's room and Asuma is sitting their on the floor with her with uneven pigtails in his hair and very badly done eyeshadow. He takes her to the movies and they both wear princess dresses. She paints his nails. He is having the best time of his life.

Obiparents - Obimama is the goofy one out of the two of them, she's where Obito gets it from. Obipapa isn't super serious but he's definitely not as goofy as Obimama.

one character i love seeing them interact with

Inoichi - I unironically love seeing him interact with Ino, even if it's sparse. He's so bad at relating to her it's kind of funny. Like there's a scene in a filler episode where he asks her if she's "finally chosen between Shikamaru and Choji" and she gets so mad at him for it. Peak teenage girl behavior, and he's soooo bad at understanding it. Like yes he is Inoichi of the Leaf, famed 1/3 of Ino-Shika-Cho but he is also Ino's lame ass dad.

And like it's very obvious he loves her very much because his final words to her (and his final words EVER) are of how proud he is of her and the person she's become. Like he is her silly dad but he loves her very much and so I treasure every interaction between them that we get.

Asuma - Shikamaru. There's a scene of them laying on the grass together having a conversation and they look so comfortable with each other. Like if they looked a little more alike you could believe that was Shikamaru's uncle or even older brother.

Gee Shikamaru, how come Kishimoto let you have THREE father figures?? - Naruto probably.

Asuma just really seems to GET Shikamaru and that seeps into every single interaction they have. Asuma knows how to get him to do things even when he doesn't want to, Asuma knows how to talk to him, Asuma knows how to work with him. Their interactions are always top tier to me.

Obiparents - If they were alive I would have loved to see interactions between them and Obito, and Rin and even Kakashi. Could you imagine?? Obito inviting Rin over after school only for her to drag Kakashi along and Obito is fuming and his parents think it's hilarious and adorable.

one character i wish they would interact with/interact with more

Inoichi - I wish we saw Inoichi interact with Shikamaru and Choji. Choza has a couple interactions with Shikamaru that leads us to believe that the older generation of Ino-Shika-Cho interact fairly regularly with the younger members (altho it might just be Choza's chill vibes). Choza's wife also seems familiar with Shikamaru considering she runs up to him crying in episode 82 of Shippuden while trying to comfort HIM. I can't remember if Shikaku has had similar interactions w the rest of younger Ino-Shika-Cho so if anyone knows please let me know. I crave Ino-Shika-Cho crumbs.

Asuma - I wish we had seen more interactions between Asuma and his dad, Hiruzen. We're told that there's bad blood between the two of them but we're never really shown WHY exactly the two of them had a falling out. I know they disagreed on some things and I might just not be remembering things but we don't really see many if ANY disagreements between Asuma and his father. And Hiruzen isn't just his father--he's his Hokage! There's so much potential there for some interesting conversations/scenes and we just don't get any.

Obiparents - (if they were alive) I wish we could have seen some interactions between them and Obito. Like maybe if they were alive when he was super, SUPER young we could have seen them interacting with him and how they treated him when he was a baby/toddler. Was he a wanted child? Was he born out of obligation? These are questions we never have answered because they're dead before the story even begins.

one (or more) headcanon(s) i have that involve them and one other character

Inoichi - I think Inoichi and Minato knew each other! Inoichi was the head of the Analysis Team in the Intelligence Division, I think there's a good chance he reported directly to Minato when he was Hokage.

Asuma - Since Asuma said that the Sarutobi serve as sensei to each new generation of Ino-Shika-Cho since Konoha was founded I like to think he was probably introduced to them when they were really young. He was probably sporadically in-and-out of their childhoods, like some cool older brother figure who takes them out to lunch to restaurants wayyy too nice for kids their age but he doesn't care, it just so happens that Yakinku Q became their favorite place to go so that's where he took them post mission.

Obiparents - Considering Obito is considered a bit of an outcast I think his parents were as well. Obiparents, for some reason or another, were not liked by Fugaku's parents (ie the clan head) and thus that extended to Fugaku as well. When Fugaku inherited the clan he didn't like Obiparents for one reason or another and thus that extended to not liking their son. Vicious cycle!

[pawpunkao3]

for the writing thing, ten and thirteen?

10: Do you enjoy sharing WIPs or snippets? Why or why not?

I wish I didn't feel the need to, bc I want everything to be A Surprise, but yeah. My writing process doesn't function without me narrating what I'm doing to The Buddies at every step (although I do try to keep my sharing to DMs and smaller servers)

13: What are some must-read fanfics in your fandoms? Why do you admire these, and how have they impacted your works?

Strongtower Luxury Apartments, Swimming Pool by sulfuric. I like this fic so G-ddamn much I'm putting it above the readmore bc everyone needs to read it. I need to print this out and analyze it so I can write fics HALF as good.

Ok get ready for a LONG ass list because there are TRULY so many good fics in this fandom. I wish I could say good fics encourage me but honestly bad fics do more. I wanna be Better Than People

Fantasy High:

summer fun, something's begun by knightserrand (modern au where they're camp counselors. It's just classic fun

burn you to the ground by knightserrand (Sandra Lynn character study that KILLS ME MURDERS ME KILLS ME)

no better version of me by knightserrand (modern AU where Gorgug is Zelda's son's teacher n then they fall in love. It's DEEPLY cute.)

The Duke Who Loved Me by Myrcellastar (QUINTESSENTIAL fabiadaine. i like it :)

a quiet place to scream (how i love you) by knightserrand (fabian x fig x gorgug hanahaki)

I hope this email finds you on the verge of an identity crisis! by sulfuric (Riz Is Ace story told in emails which I LOVE epistolary fic FTW)

today, i somehow understand the reason i was born by honey_butter (Fabian and Riz adopt a baby)

so big / so small by gczebos (Sklonda thinks her baby is dead. It's so sad i love it)

waning crescent by Chromathesia (Kalina character study)

only the sky (hey, man, isn't it poetic?) by swallowstyx (Fabian character study THAT ACKNOWLEDGED HES ABUSED HALLELUJAH)

I'm Okay (Trust Me) by anonymous (Fabian sickfic)

Light, Refracted by ST4RSTRUCK (Gorgug's birth parents have a baby)

your dungarees and your lace-up boots by mothwrites (Aelwyn character study)

The Unsleeping City:

certified dad vibes by knightserrand (Ricky and Esther acquire a baby)

new perspective by hysteries (I'm gonna be real this is close to smut. But I Likey too much to not include)

and it's warm and real and bright by grasslandgirl (AU meet cute where Dale is a single dad and Sophia is his daughter's favorite hairdresser)

Languages of Love by Nagasha (Rickyesther 5+1, written for me by my good friend :)

Other:

Show Me Already by GoblinNerves (Norman and Skip bonding. Mind the tags.)

Duty by Remidyal (a look at Ruehob far in the future and BOY is it sad!)

Not According to their Fanfiction by AgentStannerShipper (A series of K x Evan fics riffing on fic tropes. SO GOOD)

[marlasomething]

(my) Mag a Week: Mother Hunts Best

Hello there!

I am participating in the "a mag a day" idea by @a-mag-a-day which is BRILLIANT and I decided to do "statement a week", rolling dice with the characters and fears that were ftw that week in the episodes I have listened. This is week I am pretty late: I AM SO SORRY, REAL LIFE GOT IN THE WAY.

For today I rolled Archivist!OG Elias Bouchard (for this it is a double thrown: Elias and then, which one) and The Hunt (Eps. 106-112).

As usual, please do forgive my quick tipper and non-native speaker mistakes, Marla

Allons-y!

CW: Martin's parents A+ parenting, grieving in multiple forms and shapes, major death characters, Hunt usual content, police abuse, stalking behaviour from Jonah Magnus, hints of drug abuse, a bit of swearing

Also on AO3!

Statement of Martin Blackwood, regarding the prosecution he has been a victim of for the last few weeks.

Audio recording by Elias Bouchard… on a personal interest. I guess.

Statement begins.

 She is going to get me; I just hope I leave with enough time so she won’t wreck Trevor’s home, or worse. Thank you so much for allowing me to stay with you two; and for letting me share just what I was comfortable with telling out-loud at the moment and nothing more.

Gerry had already told me that “ Elias is a stoner and a manual man-child, but a really good guy; even after Magnus turned him into The Beholding’s Little Boy”, but I am glad I can confirm it…That’s…it is just nice to know there is people that are simply good , you know?

Not like some people I have come in contact with the last few…my whole life.

 When I was a very little boy, my parents stopped living together and thank God there was a special aid for single parents, especially those with a steady long-hours job, so my father took me with him. Without even mediate a word, he just took me and left, so he would have the money. It is as if my mother did much afterwards, though. She just came once, said the aid was not worth what she had been freed of, literally refused me as a concept and left me with a man that, if he had to never pay any attention to me ever again, it would be too early for him. However, that is how I got the greatest step-mother imaginable.

My grandma, the reason I am here today.

 When she died, I got very (understandable) upset and, while I was right next to her tomb, I started kicking the other tombstones, with the incredible bad luck that a policewoman was nearby (and that, with my size and frustration combined with grief at the moment, some of the cheapest ones become slightly broken ).

She called me by my father’s name and the spite on her voice was palatable. When I turned, she froze and so did I: she was my mother.

I felt…I still don’t really know how or what I felt right there. Relief? A strangely-shaped whole in my chest finally being fulfilled? The growth of the wishful thought that, maybe, she had stayed away because she thought I was dead?

All my hopes and dreams were crushed the moment she opened her mouth, said that she had become a cop so little shits like my father couldn’t keep doing as they wished and that it was disgusting how much I resembled him, but with some of her in between. She loathed me and, instead of shooting, she let the gun fall to the ground and came for me, running. Running like Hell had been released on Earth. I only managed to escape because some drunken person run over her as he left the cemetery boundaries and entered a carriageway.

She should have been dead and, I think that, if she hadn’t hate me so much, she would have let herself die from the crushing…

…you know the worst part of the whole situation? A part of me, a rather pathetic one, is glad of that hatred, because it saved my mom. I saved my mom , the way I couldn’t my grandmother; even if she cannot grow to love me.

After all, my grandmother did love me and see how good that was for her.

Since then, I’ve been trying to escape. Running from one place to the next, crossing my fingers she wouldn’t appear, but she always does and, what is wost, most times she has a legitimate reason to go after me.

Some parking space I use incorrectly, me trying to pay with a card that was out of circulation…al minor but, the fact that they kept piling up and were in a huge part related to the supernatural (I mean: related to jobs from my current position in The Magnus Institute). My mother built the case within days .

And, in all that time and the time afterwards, she chased me constantly, in the literal sense, apart than from the legal system way. I hadn’t run this much ever before…well for cardio, I guess.

 Everybody in my life was… is worried, but I couldn’t ask for help: I have seen my mother in action; she could take more than two people at once. She could even take Tim and Gerry combining gym-trained force and whatever weird elegant fighting Gerry felt like practicing that day.

That was one of the biggest problems: she was focused on destroying me, but believed in no collateral damage, just necessary harm . The more I rely on other people, the worst it will be for them…

I can almost hear her coming, I have already stayed over for two nights and, after all, Elias, you are also running…I have absolutely no right to let her into Trevor’s house.

I will be leaving at noon and, well, I hope one day we will cross paths again.

Only, that would likely not in this lifetime. Please, do tell Gerry and the rest that I really…

  Statement ends.

  I am so sorry, Martin. Trevor is too; he keeps repeating that that monster your mother had become could have been him, hadn’t Julia died so brutally in front of him…

We got lucky, I guess. No woman in her fifties/early sixties has appeared to try and murder us and/or torture us for your location. However, I can see the crawling marks on the windows. It was a close call; you really saved us.

I cannot begin to imagine what you have gone through. My boss kind of made me feel the same way, but it wasn’t a predatory feeling, more like a…stalker-kind one.

I really, really wish you are save now, and you get to live a life without constantly make sure there isn’t anything… anyone trying to get back at you for something you are not at fault.

I will transmit your message to the rest of the Archival staff, the moment the police and press stop blaming me for Leitner’s murder…Ha, if only…

I am taking the abrupt ending of your letter as a sign of you knowing this is not a terminal goodbye.

  End recording.

  Fucking Christ, I need a joint. Oh, shit, I didn’t push of button…I think.

  End recording.

[abirdnamedkipling]

I made my three best girls in picrew bc I was bored lol

from top to bottom, these are:

Idunn, a Norse goddess and an interdimensional deity of time, timelines, and immortality. She is truly a force of chaos. She's Nordic as you can imagine, blonde, blue-eyed, and paler than milk, but even with her youthful, happy face in front of you, you would never trust her farther than you could throw her. You don't know how to describe it, but she's strange. Maybe it's her smile, genuine and joyful but somehow surreal-a giggle at a funeral, a song in a forest long dead. Maybe it's her eyes, so blue but so strangely reflective. You can see past them, but all you can see is...you. ((Idunn's one of the OGs. I made her when I was eleven and haven't looked back. She's an absolute gremlin of a woman and also beyond mortal comprehension for obvious reasons. She's usually wearing very basic, fantasy NPC-type clothes, but I gave her the shirt and the Monster because she spends plenty of time in modern-day worlds and she's exactly the type to be encountered in a 7/11 at three am, wearing a dilf shirt and chugging what is probably her eighth energy drink of the night while staring at the selection of sour candies. she wouldn't buy anything, at least not while you're in there. she'd just wander the aisles, treating the snacks like they're her own personal reality show. she makes no sense, I love her.))

Rowena, the Descendant, which is the title for the third most powerful faerie in the hierarchy of the Faerie Court. She originally was set in the story of the Septimus Heap books, and she still has some relation to that. She was a changeling and found/was found by the fae when she was fourteen, along with some friends. The Descendant is someone in whom the four regions of Faerie (Ireland, Scotland, England, and Wales) and the four elements of power as well as the powers under these elements are blended equally. Both she and her parents vanished when she was a baby, and no one can find any trace of them somehow, which is really weird because they were fairly important people. Her psyche is really fucked up because the witch she was apprenticed under (oh yeah she was raised in a commune of forest witches) had gotten only one instruction from the leader of the seelie, which was to cast memory charms on her to keep her from learning the truth. If she learned who she was before she was strong enough, she was basically screwed. The max amount of memory charms able to be cast on a person before their mental state starts taking hits is ten, and Rowena got about seventy cast on her in the course of her life. (Marina, her witch mentor, was not aware of this. Marina was doing her best. If you blame Marina for any of this I'll hit you.) So when they tried to take the charms off Rena went into a coma for a bit and now has a badly cracked psyche. She's working on it. It's fine. ((Rowena wears purple constantly and also has her hair in one thick braid, but Picrew doesn't really have many single braid options so I just put her hair down.))

Astarte is a time witch, and part of the Triad that she, Idunn, and Thomas make up. She lives in a tower situated on a world where she came from and which she blames herself for destroying and conducts experiments of magic and power. She and Idunn are very good friends. She's also close with Howl Pendragon (sensitive bitches with truthfulness issues being pedants about magic shit ftw). Her story was heavily inspired by Wicked because I am a pathetic theater kid.

[lil-oreo-crumbles]

Man, I wanted to respond to this with a simple short comment, but I just knew it was gonna be too long for only a comment💀 so reblog it is!!

Completely agree with the notion that all three versions of Toffee we see in the show would not be a good parent. He’s nowhere in the right place mentally or physically for that sort of commitment and is way too focused on other tasks (like destroying magic; dismantling the core oppressive force that subjugate monsters and the tool that has been used to commit genocide against innocent people canonically at least twice).

And his… portrayal as a parent isn’t exactly the best in the fandom. He’s either super ooc and it doesn’t even feel like him anymore… or… even worse… I’ve seen way too many instances where he’s totalitarian or otherwise abusive… which is not only a huge yikes but such gross mischaracterization that it’s off-putting to the point it makes me sick. Granted— and this is important— not ALL portrayals are like this, just like 60% of the ones I’ve seen fall into one of those.

But, my god sue me for this, but I see such potential in exploring some version of future Toffee as a parent… perhaps after getting into a better place and some extensive therapy and introspection.

I can’t say I’ll do anything like that, but Toffee as a parent in concept fascinates me, especially if we include a potential spouse to balance him out (but also single dad Toffee ftw).

But this is such a fascinating post to me that’s been in my head for hours now. Genuine thanks for this take, it’s actually something I don’t see a lot.

I can see Toffee being a decent uncle or mentor figure, but I simply can't see him being the primary caretaker of a child. I fundamentally do not see Toffee as a parent.

[padfootastic]

so i was working on this modern prongsfoot au thing right? i haven’t touched it in a couple months so i went back to my notes to get a feel of it bc i wanted to start writing it again (i remember being so excited for it, making character spreadsheets and doing geography research and having an entire scene list). and my notes are,,,Something

[gerec]

AU-gust 2020 Prompts

Masterlist

20. Single Parents AU - Gen

The apartment is older but obviously well maintained, with an open concept and old oak floors that Charles finds both appealing and easy to maneuver in his wheelchair. There are big windows too letting in plenty of sunlight, and a decent sized kitchen that’s sure to get much more use, now that he’s been thrust into the role of guardian and adoptive parent.

No more binging takeout and living off coffee and fumes; he’s going to have to learn to cook a few easy and nutritious meals, or at least ones he can realistically bribe a telepathic eight year old to eat without too much trouble.

“Two bedrooms, you have a washer and dryer in the unit, and the bathroom was renovated just a couple of years ago. If there’s anything you need like shelves lowered or grab bars installed in the tub you just let me know. I can get it done for you before you move in.”

Mrs. Pryde, the building’s super is practical and thorough, and accommodating of his needs without sounding uncomfortable or pandering. It makes Charles feel better about moving into this new place, disrupting his routine with Jean after only a few months of living together. But Moira had been insistent that he check out the newly vacant unit, where she and her son Kevin have been living since her divorce a year ago. Genosha was a tightly knit community for mutants and their families, and she was sure that Jean would benefit from the presence of other children like her.

Touring the building today, and having met some of the other tenants, Charles is certain that they’ll settle in quite well.

“Thank you, Mrs. Pryde—”

“Call me ‘Theresa’, please, Professor,” she interrupts with a smile.

Charles grins. “Then you have to call me ‘Charles’ too. Everything looks great truly. I can’t wait to move in.”

“Good. I’ll have the paperwork done up and sent over to you ASAP. You’re going to love it here, Charles. You and Jean both.”

He certainly hopes so, considering how difficult the past few months have been for poor Jean, having lost both her parents so suddenly and then forced to move to another city to live with her godfather. Charles too has barely had time to grieve the loss of his closest friends, so focused he’s been on Jean’s welfare, and helping her through mourning and adjusting to a brand new life.

“I think so too,” he agrees, “I’m glad Moira and Kevin are close by. He and Jean seem to becoming fast friends.”

“Don’t forget my Kitty! She’s already decided to adopt Jean as an honorary little sister. So feel free to call on her for babysitting services any time.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” he says, pleased not only to have another friendly face around, but specifically a mutant teenager that his goddaughter can look up to and seek out for advice. He knows he can’t be everything to Jean, no matter how much he wants to or how hard he tries; having a good support network she can access will be just as important in her healing process as the love and attention she gets from Charles. “Can you tell me anything else about the tenants on this floor? I only ask because we’re both telepaths, and Jean is still learning to control her powers…”

He leaves the rest unsaid, though he can tell from Theresa’s expression that she understands the implication, that more than most mutations, telepathy is still not well accepted by some humans and mutants. But she merely smiles and pats him reassuringly on the shoulder, leading them out of the apartment and down the hall.

“You won’t have any problems here, I promise. Logan lives right across the hall from you with his little girl, Laura. He’s a bartender, and works weird hours, so she’s over at our place quite a lot. You might think he’s gruff and unfriendly to look at him, but he’s a big old softy at heart.”

Charles smiles. “That’s good to know.”

“You already know Moira and Kevin at the end of the hall,” Theresa says, still talking as she leads him past the unit next to Charles’ and points at the door. “And the Lehnsherrs live here. Erik, with his twins Wanda and Pietro, and Erik’s mother, Edie.”

“A lot of single parents on this floor,” Charles jokes. “I’m starting to think it’s a prerequisite for getting a place here.”

Theresa snorts, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “If that were the case it would be all Edie’s doing. I swear she loves taking care of everyone and being their Jewish grandmother. You just wait and see. She’ll add you to her collection the day you move in.”

He picks up a series of images from Theresa’s thoughts, of a warm, friendly smile and gentle hands; an elderly woman in her early sixties, sharp and wiry with steel-blue eyes. Patting Charles’ head and wrapping her arms around Jean, and stuffing their arms full of homemade treats in Tupperware containers.

Charles laughs as he follows Theresa into the elevator, thinking that she might be exactly what Jean – and Charles – needs in their lives at the moment. “That’s wonderful. I can’t wait to meet her.”

[saynventeen]

That photobooth kiss in the end 😭

[strangestcase]

from what I've seen from the Monstering special, I do like how cartoon!G3 clawdeen is a monster nerd specifically (and also a weirdgirl! weirdgirl rep ftw) since most monster high fans are ALSO monster nerds. however I do have three main complains:

other people have put it better than I ever will, but if G1 Clawdeen was a dark-skinned black girl stereotype in some ways, then G3 is a mixed race black girl stereotype in some ways as well. besides- it seems in bad taste to have a mixed black girl be at the center of a fantasy racism storyline. bro she already faces real life racism.

in line with her personality change (see 1), she is blander and has lost the charm of the original Clawdeen. Don't get me wrong, I love G3 Clawdeen, but it isn't the same character, and while other G3 characters feel like new takes on their G1 counterparts, G3 Clawdeen feels more like she's still on the process of becoming the more confident G1 Clawdeen (and if the boutique doll is anything to go by- she WILL, indeed, take on G1 Clawdeen's traits as time goes on), plus a few new things (being nerdy, playing casketball, being absolutely autistic). so it's a bit like a weird remix between proto-clawdeen and a weirdgirl. it's cute, it's charming, and I love it, but it's weird to see it attached to the name of Clawdeen Wolf.

everything new about her "remixed" personality (see 2), new arc (discovering she's a monster and facing fantasy racism, presumably from both sides, for also being part human), new family (single human parent, disappeared monster parent, no siblings, also no friends), hell even some of her new design choices (cute glasses, comfortable clothes) and new status as a POV character that is still getting the hang of MH fits (and works) better on Jackson. I suppose it would have worked better if they had made Clawdeen a protagonist keeping her original personality, but used Jackson as the audience surrogate and a good excuse for lore exposition. (also- if they ever mention the movie lore/plot in the cartoon, despite them being different continuities, it would be a great way to introduce how Jekyll and Hyde work in G3. just saying.)