#so i’m still in that phase of trying to deny bc it’s not like how i’ve heard other people have manic episodes jvnfnfjvnfb

[teruthecreator]

there is a possibility i’m in a manic episode rn :-)

[ireallyliketalldarksultrymen]

i need to talk so ummm i’m gonna talk about my au i made that im HEAVILY fixated on.

it’s probablyyy gonna be an equal amount of humor and angst bc this girl can’t go a fic without putting people in situations. honestly might have treebark break up for a couple of chapters due to big misunderstandings (these two ACTUALLY don’t know how to communicate)

i’m stuck between having doc be ren’s ex-boyfriend who still sorta has feelings for him, or having him be a guy from one of his classes  that starts to grow on ren overtime. idkkkk yet but rendoctyn holds a place in my head so i’m trying my best to incorporate it <33

also i’d like to think that while martyn is moping about his and rens breakup, jimmy is STILL in the honeymoon phase with scott 😭 my guy goes to gem and the scott concerts instead of studying for midterms and considers becoming a botany minor. he also gets into making murals!! jimmy offers to design the side of the flower shop for scott, and he gladly agrees. (cough cough jimmy paints poppies cough)

gem is scott’s younger sister!! she’s taking a gap year, enjoying the band while preparing for college overseas. impulse is her and scotts older cousin that’s played the drums for them since they were little. when she first brought up the idea of creating a band after she taught herself to play the bass, impulse was the first person gem and scott ran to as a third member.

grian, skizz, and oli are the wingmen for this au. (grian for jimmy, skizz for martyn, and oli for joel) none have them have been in a relationship, but they have a knack for playing cupid and teasing their friends.

speaking of joel!!! he plays soccer (football???) and is a pretty good goalie. he’s had feelings for lizzie (head of the art department for drama) since the second half of freshman year, when his teammate etho introduced them to one another. joel doesn’t think she’s into him, but he’s heard a couple of rumors of her skipping meetings to sneak out and watch his games.

ALSO CONVEX AND ZOMBIESYMMETRY!!! pairings who need more love <//3 cub is scars tutor for some of his core classes, somewhat confused on how scar was able to get into college in the first place. as much as the guy might annoy him at times, cub can’t deny that he’s a bit fond of antics.

meanwhile, cleo and false are close friends with martyn and ren respectively, and it’s safe to say they’re over their mutual pining. they meet at a party before fall break, bonding over the exasperation they share for their friends. after that, they bump into each other quite a bit, sometimes at the library when one of them is study, and other times purely by accident. after a bit of thinking, cleo gathers the courage to ask false out for coffee.

ALSO GRUMBO QPR!!! causeee i love them 

[kouhaiofcolor]

Hi xX.. idk if u remember this ask/anon but i’m the one who sent u a personal rant about my hair. i still have moments where i get frustrated when my hair doesn’t look as good as it did before, but i’m finally coming to terms w it. i go to an HBCU now & i started realizing that nothing is wrong with my hair, it’s textured, how “slow” it grows, its length, etc. i feel a lot more comfortable at an HBCU compared to an all-white high school. also, u were definitely right about my experience w racial trauma. i was denying it at first, but i have sooooo many experiences where i felt so uncomfortable/unwelcome by the white kids i went to school w. like they would purposely go out of their way to make me feel bad about something i can’t control - my hair. at an HBCU i neverrr felt this way. thank u for the advice about patience & ur words of encouragement 🤎

Glad you're in a better environment that fortifies your confidence now, bby. A change of scenery (& your social atmosphere by extension) can make all the difference you benefit from. I'm so glad it worked out for you. I'm also happy that your relationship with & the way you perceive your hair has changed. There's nothing you can do but gain now — so long as you stick to healthy practices.

If it's alright that I give you some advice: **Stay away from natural hair content and information about hair that is not at least similar to your actual texture when you're researching maintenance. Esp on youtube or tiktok.**

I would honestly give that advice principally to any Black Girl/Woman on a natural hair journey — whether she's fresh or seasoned about the journey. It is so so imperative to really understanding your natural texture, porosity, curl pattern & shrinkage. Esp if you're coming from a previous lifestyle of predominantly using heat, perms or protective styles. That literally saved my life during the product-push phase of the natural hair movment; not just buying products to try on my hair just bc an influencer suggested it from a sponsor, or using this or that on my hair bc this natural does it for xyz.

It's awesome you find yourself more at home and secure in your traits at an HBCU :) Keep going. I went natural in 2019 & am literally waist-length now just being consistent with washing & moisturizing my hair routinely — & sticking to regimens that work for me in general. Now that you have a sense of what you were missing being in intolerant white spaces, I hope you're able to make friends at your HBCU, & fall more in love with yourself on your journey. Keep going. This is only the beginning. Imagine what this change in your mindset will look like in just a mere two years; two and a half; three; four. It's gonna blow, your, mind. Promise.

[launching-a-thousand-ships]

Kurt Glee Rewatch: Preggers

Omg this ep! One of my favs this season (bc all my favs are Kurt eps lol)

Let’s jump right in

Starting so strong. We get his playlist (would love to see him dance to any of those songs lol). Also, love how he has Brittany with him. Like obvs, Heather would be in the dance, but it means that Kurt is just casually friends with her already. Tbh, in background even s1, there is a lot of comingling of og 6 and the cheerios? Seems like Rachel is the only one they really have a problem with??

Anyway, the costume. So they wanted him in the leotard and heels and bless Colfer for arguing bc this is so much more Kurt. He doesn’t just ‘wear girl clothes’. He does an interesting blend of masc/fem and this works so much better.

And obvs Brittany not a real character yet bc she’s quick-thinking with the kicker line, and not said in usual Brittany-tone

The arrival of Burt!! Before he’s Father of the Year he is ‘wtf are you wearing’ lol. And I love this interaction bc Burt is not mad at his son. I mean, he’s mad about the noise, but he’s not gonna dislike his son for the way he is. Burt is awkward, and uncomfortable, tho. 

I also think he’s at the point where he can’t deny who Kurt is so he’s kinda just... waiting for him to come out? So he’s needling a bit, asking about a girlfriend, like that’ll coax it out. But I do love that Burt doesn’t outright confront and allows Kurt to come out on his own time.

(sry personal) but my mum confronted me about it and I did not get to come out when I wanted to and that still frustrates me bc I had already planned when/how I was going to and... anyway

Burt is still in the struggling phase here but, he’s trying. And I love how awkward this scene is, with them in the costumes and Burt talking about his football days and his injury and. Mike O’Malley and Chris Colfer, their acting is top notch.

First off, need more kurt in sunglasses lol. 

But omg the way Finn’s immediately like ‘I already have a date to prom’ like duude. 

And the rushed ‘I’m not gay’ like, it just hurts my heart. He still denies it bc he’s not ready... Yay to Finn for helping out, at least?

Aw, first sight of Finn and Kurt being bros! (tho lowkey, after the wedding we did not get enough bro-moments)

Also, as mentioned in fashion, I love all of Kurt’s workout outfits so much. They’re always so wacky and extra but they look comfy so... you do you, Kurt.

I do appreciate how, both here with Finn and even later with Blaine, Kurt doesn’t let his crush totally get in the way? Like he doesn’t blindly follow Finn, he stands up for himself like ‘I’m doing it my way’. He may be twitterpated, but he’s still stubborn.

“Hi, I’m Kurt Hummel and I’ll be auditioning for the role of kicker” I just... I feel like Kurt could so easily try to blend in, fly under the radar, but he adamantly refuses. Amazing how he can be so insecure and so confident (tho I feel the confidence is against bullies, whereas the insecurities come with people close to him, like with his dad or Blaine)

And then the his tryout, knocks it out of the park. Love the shot of the shocked team, love that Kurt is awesome at it bc hey, he works hard. Also, why do have the team look like they’re well in their 30s omg

Gonna say it: We did not get enough of Kurt quoting Art of War. We get random glimpses into his more scholarly side, seems he does well in school, speaks French, etc? Prob part of his goal to make it out of Lima, but I would’ve loved to see more. 

Also, I appreciate him reading that prob bc he views high school as war. He’s def very calculating about dealing with people....

When Kurt casually interrupted Will bc he’s like ‘I can teach better’. I also love the ‘sneak attack’ and ‘comb through the hair’ etc bc when we learned dances in theatre, and cast mentioned behind the scenes, one way to teach dances is with random lines like ‘stir the pot’ etc. I wonder if some of those were how Heather taught it BTS.

Every rewatch, I forget how smol Kurt was. Also, him here so happy and excited... The Kurt and Burt relationship is easily the best written on the show.

Also, I’m always surprised to see Cheerios at football games bc they always seem like just... their own team. Sue has nothing to do with football.

But what a football game! Zero reality, but I love the dance so much. You can’t tell me the team weren’t totally loving it. The crowd dancing along, even the opponents trying. Iconic

You’d think Kurt would be bullied somewhat less after winning them the damn game but. Alright then.

And I love Burt’s line of ‘he’s so little’ bc foremost in his mind is just wanting Kurt to be okay. Yes, he’s proud of the football, but he doesn’t want his son to get hurt! Ugh and when they win and Burt is so happy and cheering and my heart cannot take it!

Someday I will watch this scene and not tear up but... oh well.

I mean, hands down, iconic scene. Ryan Murphy said he based it on how he wishes his coming out went and I do like this more positive experience, compared to all the angst out there at the time. The acting, incredible, and I do love how mixed it was.

Like, Burt says he’s not in love with the idea, it’s clear he’s not super happy about it, but he can’t change it and he immediately makes it clear that he doesn’t love Kurt any less. And it just sets up all the growth that’s to come and I cannot wait.

I honestly like it better than if it were all bad or super positive. Makes Burt feel like a real person, someone flawed who has to relearn how to think, but he’s still a good person who wants to do right by his son.

Kurt was technically in closet at school and I wonder if this was really what he was waiting for. Like, he doesn’t really care what they think, but he needed to come out to his dad. Bc after this, he’s basically out to everyone (except for regress during Laryngitis).

And that’s Kurt in this ep. I love it so much. He winds up quitting in Mash-Up but I do wish we got to see more football!Kurt. At least there’s still Cheerio!Kurt

[80pairsofcrocs]

baby scarab || 52

anon - hiya, hope you're doing okay! I love baby scarab and the stuff about y/n struggling with eating. I have a request. it's totally fine if you don't want to do this. but what if y/n like hid wrappers or leftover food underneath stuff in the bin because she's scared of people knowing shes eaten something and the boys comfort her and tell her she doesn't need to do that. again it's okay if you don't want to write this as I understand it could be triggering❤️

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anon - Hi! love your baby scarab series, i was wondering how marc/steven/jake and/or layla would react to Y/N having a panic attack? especially with the three alters

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anon - Pls do one where y/n has a really bad migraine and the moon boys are trying to help the best they can, been having one for 2 days and it hurts :(

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A/N : AHHHHHHHHH :0

masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : STILL using poe dameron gifs bc i STILL dont know where to find more mk ones :(

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), spidey stuff, mentions of violence, language, mentions of old foster parents bringing up old shit, panic attack, mentions of nightmares, protective dads, let me know if i missed anything.

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you shot up from where you were laying, making marc jump in surprise and help steady you as you looked around the room frantically.

“woah kid, are you okay?” marc asks and you just stare at the wall for a second before looking to him.

“..yeah… i’m okay” you confirm more to yourself than marc, and that’s when you notice the switch.

“are you sure you’re alright, love?” steven asks gently and you look away while nodding.

you couldn’t help but bring your hand up to where you had been hit in your dream, and that’s when the questions started coming.

“was it harrow again?” jake asks and you nod again.

“oh my gosh, did he hit you?” stevens eyes widen a fraction and you look to him and shake your head.

“it.. it wasn’t him” you start and you see stevens face turn pale.

“who..” it seemed like steven already knew who it was.

“oh no.. no no it wasn’t us” steven tries to deny it and you just look down at the floor.

“steven i’m sorry”

“no” steven shakes his head. “i’m sorry, and i can not stand it when you apologize for things that are out of your control” 

that surprised you. you’ve come to get used to the weird dreams, knowing that would never ever happen to you, so it didn’t really phase you anymore what happened.

unless harrow was involved. and he was just trying to scare you.

you all knew that, you weren’t stupid.

“wha-“

“no- i’m not finished, stop apologizing to us for the simple things like dreams, and even though we could seem angry it doesn’t mean you should be sorry” he rants and you nod.

“now you know that i would never ever hurt a single hair on your head” steven hesitantly reaches out towards you, and takes you leaning towards him instantly as the ‘go ahead’ to put his arm around your shoulder for a side hug.

“i know. he’s just trying to fuck with me” you try to make light of the situation.

and it seemed that you did a little since steven stifled a small laugh.

“can we-“

“forget about it? please” marc interrupts, and you sigh, getting up and wandering to the kitchen.

steven followed after you while you shuffled through the cabinets.

“you want to order in?” he offers and you nod.

“i’ll pay though” you tell him and he makes a face.

“but you need to-“

“but i have extra money since i don’t have to pay rent anymore” you defend and he just sighs, knowing you’ll find a way to win the fight.

“only if you insist” steven puts his hands up in surrender while you pull your phone out to dial the number of one of your favorite take out places.

while you were having a conversation with the lady on the phone, steven was talking to both marc and jake, and you couldn’t focus in on them since you didn’t want to take up too much of this ladies time.

by the time you were done, steven was gone and that made you confused again.

“steven? guys?” you ask into the air.

“in here!” you hear steven shout from what sounded like your room.

you made a face and rushed over, to see that he had about a dozen wrappers in his hand.

“didn’t you just clean in here? sorry for coming in but i saw rubbish on the floor and thought i’d pick it up” he says quickly and shrugs.

you just purse your lips and nod. “i did. i cleaned it, i mean” you confirm and feel your breathing pick up a bit, and you don’t know why.

your hands suddenly felt clammy too, and you found yourself leaning against your doorframe as steven approached you.

“then where did all these come from?” he wonders and you just avoid looking in his general direction.

“hey, is something wrong?” he asks and you take a deep shaky breath before answering.

“i uhm.. you know i have really fast metabolism right?” you ask and hide your face in your hands.

“yeah from the spider bite” marc says and you feel your legs weaken as you start sliding down the doorframe while steven tenses up a bit and crouches down in front of you.

“hey, princesa talk to me” jake brushes your hair out of your face as tears involuntary gather in your eyes.

“i- i can’t breath” you gasp out, and you start clawing at your throat, making jake pry your hands away and hold them down at your sides.

“shh, just listen to my voice. can you do that, princesa?” jake asks in a soft voice, and all you can respond with is a short nod.

 “good, now there’s no need to worry, we aren’t mad i promise” he starts and you focus on trying to catch your breath.

“we know your fast metabolism causes you to get hungry a lot, so it’s perfectly fine to have snacks throughout the day- as many as you want as long as you feel good” he adds, and you nod, coming back to your senses.

marc and steven stayed quiet, amazed at how fast jake of all people could calm you down.

“i- i was just worried you’d get mad because you just went to the store and spent all this money and-“

“hey, just work on breathing okay?” jake starts and you take a deep breath, doing so.

“we got those snacks for you, and don’t worry about money. you are our daughter so as long as you’re happy and healthy that’s all that matters to us”

that made your bottom lip wobble a bit, and seeing as your breathing had calmed down jake helped you stand so that he could pull you into a hug.

you hug him back immediately, and since you were overwhelmed by so many feelings at once, you couldn’t help but grip onto the back of his shirt like your life depended on it.

your arms were wrapped around jake the tightest they could be, to which he did the same, holding you impossibly close to him.

jake rocked you back and forth while you continued to calm yourself down, one of his hands coming up to run a hand through your hair.

your hands shook from how tight you were holding onto jakes shirt, which he could feel and it worried him.

it was a complete turn around in your mood when steven brought out those wrappers, which now rested in his pocket.

none of them knew how upset you would get- hell, you didn’t even know you’d get upset.

you just surprisingly still not used to the whole family thing, and that families are supposed to actually love each other and ‘never’ get mad.

sure, you’ve seen each of them a bit angry in their own ways, but they never yelled or shouted at you.

they never directed their anger towards you like past ‘parents’ have.

well, yes they’ve gotten frustrated with you before and vise versa, but it all gets sorted out since you are all comfortable with communicating it.

jake just continued to rock you back and forth, at the same time that the phone in his pocket was vibrating, signaling that somebody was calling one of them.

jake just rolled his eyes.

“whoever it is can wait” jake mutters and he feels you smile a little against where your face was pressed into his chest.

they were a relieved that you got over your little panic attack so quickly.

you eventually let go, giving your sore hands a rest from gripping at jakes shirt so hard.

he didn’t let you go though, he stayed there with his nose buried in your hair.

you didn’t mind it either. you knew jake wasn’t usually a touchy person, so just having him there this close to you by choice meant a lot.

but of course, all good things come to and end.

“aww” steven suddenly voices.

“steven shut up you ruined their moment” marc scolds, which makes you laugh, jake letting go to look at you in the eyes.

“don’t pay attention to those idiotas” he scoffs. “we all know i’m your favorite” he winks at you, and you chuckle again.

“only because you have cool hats”

“i’ll take it” he lets go of you, and both of you shuffle into the living room after jake threw away the wrappers in his pocket.

“it’s been weird ever since i got bit by that spider” you start, plopping down on the couch, jake doing the same with a raised eyebrow.

“i used to skip meals and now i spend most of my nights eating fruit roll ups” you joke and jake stifles a laugh as both pedro and luna hop up on the couch in between you both.

you got distracted by the cats and didn’t notice the look jake was giving you.

but when you did, you halted in your movements and stopped petting the cats.

“..what?” you test and he just shakes his head.

“i’m just so proud of you” he says and you must have made a confused face since he elaborated.

“you’ve come so far. i mean- like you said, you’d skip meals and now with your fast metabolism, you’re getting all the nutrients you need” he starts. 

“that’s how i know that you’re healthy. and we don’t even have to remind you anymore, you just know how to take care of yourself now. that’s what i’m proud of” he ends, and you lean over the cats to press a quick kiss to his cheek before moving back to petting the cats.

never in jake lockleys life did he think he’d ever have kids.

granted, you’re adopted but still.

yet here he is. sitting next to his daughter and his two cats.

he also never thought he’d look at anyone with as much love as he does with you.

you’re his life, the main thing keeping him grounded, the light that shines through all the dark things he’s done.

he’s killed, tortured, but you looked past all of that and to him.

really he was just a softy, and you’d gotten him to crack. 

meaning he can’t help but smile whenever you’re around.

you’ve told him his smile was pretty, and that he should do it more.

and then he said the same thing, and you threw whatever was in your hands at him.

that time, it was a small bag of goldfish.

the cats ate all the ones that fell on the floor.

that was off topic.

anyways.

you and jake just sat on the couch and watched your favorite show with pedro and luna, and before you knew it it was almost time for dinner.

and yes, that meant another problem.

when you cried, it made a minor headache form.

you thought it’d go away, but it’s just gotten worse.

to where it feels like someone is poking your brain through your nose or something.

you were laying on the floor while steven made dinner, which was one of your favorites.

you loved the smell, but right now it overwhelmed your senses and causes your headache to get worse.

“darling? suppers rea- why are you on the floor?” steven asks, walking into the room.

you don’t answer, which makes steven tilt his head and crouch down next to you.

“do you need help up?” he asks and you slightly nod, so steven grabs onto both of your hands and helps you up.

you followed after him to the kitchen with half lidded eyes and a small cranky frown on your face.

when you got to the table with the plated food in front of you, you sat there with your head in your hands.

steven sat down as well and noticed your grumpy face so he sighed and waited until you would tell him what’s wrong before doing anything else.

“my head hurts” you mumble, taking your hands off your face to start eating slowly.

“do you need me to get you some medicine? make sure to stay hydrated too, that usually helps me” he offers and you just nod.

“i can get it” you mumble, and stand up to get some pain relievers.

steven sat there watching to see if you needed any help until you came back over to swallow the two small pills with some water.

“i really do hope you feel better” steven starts quietly, being considerate of your heightened hearing.

“i know how bad migraines can be, i get them myself” he continues, and you just listen while you both eat dinner.

“if you want me to be quiet, just tell me because personally noise makes it worse. also- my migraines were all marc’s fault”

“what the hell no they weren’t” marc grumbles, and you smile down at your plate.

“yes they were stupid, i got them more before i even knew you existed, ever since i only have like one a month” he informs and you both finish up dinner.

steven had insisted that you go rest while he took care of all the cleaning, that of which you threatened to web him to the table so that you could do it all yourself.

but then khonshu hit you with another spell, making you too tired to even move.

as per marc’s request.

it was harmless, it literally just made you feel really tired.

so you lie on the couch while glaring at steven while he cleans up the whole kitchen himself.

but, your headache was feeling a bit better every couple minutes.

so by the time steven was done, you could actually have a conversation with him.

so that ended with you eventually falling asleep on him again, this time in a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

you knew for a fact steven, marc, or jake- or even khonshu would ever actually hurt you.

physically or emotionally.

not on purpose of course, because there has been the occasion that marc has accidentally bonked his head on yours while you were hanging from the ceiling.

or times with steven where he’d be teaching you how to cook some dishes when he would accidentally splash a bit of hot oil on you.

he felt so bad about that. he actually picked you up some ice cream to apologize. 

even though it was an honest accident.

there was this one time with jake though, he was on guard and back from a mission and didn’t know you were still awake, and he mag have almost tried to punch you until he realized you were, well- you.

but in all seriousness, they were harmless to you.

they were your dads after all.

you’re going to keep having ups and downs but that’s what life is all about.

as long as you have each other, you’ll be fine.

and you always will have each other.

and that makes it perfect.

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A/N : my adrenaline from the mouse situation got me to write (rush) the rest of the chapter out

ily all, and all your requests are so creative (especially the smut ones, i love those lol)

see you all in a couple days :)))

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wolfstar headcanons that ✨just make sense✨

french sirius and welsh remus

they would speak to each other in their different languages all the time, mostly just to mess with each other.

they’d also say really romantic things, but in their different language, so the other wouldn’t know

remus is like insanely tall, but always slouches, whereas sirius is literally a dwarf but stands up really tall (talk about that ✨aristocracy✨ you know)

when remus had his growth spurt in the summer of fifth year, sirius was, understandably, shocked

but also maybe a little annoyed

how was he supposed to kiss him now?

in the end he decided to just grab his tie and pull him down

which remus didn't particularly mind

remus keeps his hair short, because it gets in the way. sirius loves remus' hair, because of how curly it is - remus hates it for the same reason

'I look like an idiot, pads!'

'no, you look cute.'

after sirius started living with the potters', his hair grew long, finally free of the strict rules of grimmauld place

when remus saw his long hair for the first time, on the train platform, he fell in love with him a little more

sirius turns into padfoot on the days surrounding the full moon to comfort remus. he’s literally like a therapy dog at this point.

sirius’ bed hasn’t been slept in since fifth year

cuddles

so many cuddles

lots of pda, much to james’ disgust

‘ugh, you guys, get a room!’

‘prongsie stop being homophobic.’

‘im not- what am i even supposed to say to that??’

‘nothing, that’s the point.’

sirius has a tattoo of the full moon that changes with the moon phases and remus has a tattoo of the canis major constellation - while the rest are just inked on, the sirius star seems to be actually glowing.

remus always seems to lose his jumpers, even though they’re some of his most valued items of clothing. he will eventually find sirius wearing them, but he can’t even be mad because sirius just looks so adorable in them.

remus, in return, will steal sirius’ leather jacket, which sirius doesn’t particularly mind. james, however, gets especially mad whenever this happens

‘well how come he’s allowed to wear it and I’m not? I’m literally your brother!’

sirius rests his head on remus’ lap whilst remus reads to him, and remus will stroke his hand through sirius' hair

remus loves to french plait his hair, and sirius is adamant about leaving the plait in for as long as possible

‘sirius, it’s been three days, you need to wash your hair! I can always re-plait it!’

‘...fine. but only if you promise.’

remus is constantly freezing cold, which shows through the countless jumpers and scarves he will pile on, even in the height of summer

his feet alone are like blocks of ice, which sirius never misses an opportunity to complain about whenever they share a bed

sirius, on the other hand, is a human sauna, and will still be wearing shorts in the middle of winter

when they cuddle, their contrasting levels of body heat cancel each other out perfectly

basically, whenever remus gets too cold, or sirius gets too hot, you’ll undoubtedly find them clinging to each other

sirius always gets really worried after the full moon, and insists on looking after remus - he makes sure he has enough pillows, sneaks him food because the hospital wing food isn’t the nicest, makes him drink water, takes notes for him during the lessons he misses, and just generally stays by his side as long as he can, until madam pomfrey has to kick him out

sirius worries so much during and after the full moon that it often makes remus feel guilty, but he also finds it really sweet that sirius cares so much

he still tries to make sirius see sense and stop him from worrying, because he has really bad self esteem issues after the full moon and doesn’t think he deserves it. whenever he tries to tell sirius this, he says that sirius shouldn’t feel obligated to look after him, because he’s a monster.

every single time, sirius will take his hand, look into his eyes, and tell him firmly, ‘you are not a monster, moony.’

peter will then add that ‘you fold your socks, moony, we’re not exactly scared of you.’

and remus will wonder how he got so lucky as to have such amazing friends

whenever sirius is ill, remus will try his best to return the favour. sirius will insist that he doesn’t get ill, ‘don’t worry, remus, I’m fine’, even though he can barely move

but remus won’t listen, and turns into a proper mother hen, fussing over him and making sure he has everything he need, just trying to repay sirius for all he does during the full moons

illness = constant cuddles

but lbr there are constant cuddles regardless

they got together because they both kept confiding in james and lily about their unrequited feelings and how hopelessly in love they were, and james and lily got sick of it and decided to work together to set them up bc they were both so hopelessly oblivious.

that’s also how lily got to know james better, and see that he wasn’t as arrogant as she thought, and he actually cares deeply about his friends

but these are wolfstar headcanons not jily so moving on

they had a very touchy feely relationship even before they got together. they were always very close, and their bond was different than it was with james and peter

sirius loves to bake, whilst remus loves to cook, but if they try to do it the other way around, bad things happen

they would often sneak into the kitchens late at night and try to make something, fool around, mess up, and end up snogging surrounded by the mess of ingredients

late nights on the astronomy tower!! they did this even before they got together; when either of them couldn’t sleep, they would go up there and just sit together and look at the stars. their first date was a picnic up there, and it became their own special place where they both felt safe

nose kisses!! forehead kisses!! cheek kisses!! adorable

whenever they're messing about they'll almost always end up in each others arms, saying ‘I hate you’ whilst grinning bc they both know that they don’t mean it and it’s actually the exact opposite

when sirius can’t sleep, he’ll watch remus (in like. a non-creepy way) and count his freckles. once remus caught him in the act and thought it was the softest thing he’d ever seen

remus talks in his sleep. sometimes he just mutters random words that don’t make sense, and sometimes he can have full on conversations with sirius.

sirius thinks it’s the funniest thing ever and teases remus mercilessly about it in the mornings, even though remus has no memory of it and denies everything.

when they’re alone in the hospital wing after a full moon, sirius will hold remus’ hand and sing softly to comfort him and help him sleep.

remus absolutely adores sirius' voice, and tries to get him to sing more, and in front of other people, but sirius is adamant that the only reason he sings to remus is because it helps soothe him, and his voice isn’t all that great.

his lack of self confidence about his voice is due to his parents constantly yelling at him to stop singing, because they said it was annoying and he didn’t have a good voice, and he believed them, and still does. It’s one of his biggest insecurities.

the first time they said they loved each other was actually an accident. they had gotten all caught up in planning a prank and sirius smirked and said, ‘aren’t i just the most creative person you’ve ever met?’, with a dramatic flip of his hair

remus just chuckled and replied, ‘that’s why I love you.’

remus didn’t even realise he’d said it out loud until he saw sirius staring at him with a dropped jaw.

then remus panicked, but before he could get up and leave, sirius grinned and said it back.

and then they kissed, obviously

remus may be tough and sarcastic and sirius may be proud and overconfident but they’re both big softies really

remus cheers sirius on at every single quidditch practice, come rain or shine

he says he’s just supporting his boyfriend, but secretly he thinks Sirius looks really good in that quidditch jersey

remus loves it when sirius wears eyeliner. no reason. just looks cool.

literally everyone had a bet on when they would get together. minnie and dumbledore, james and pete, lily and marlene, james and lily, james and dorcas...

james likes betting

there are frequent updates on their relationship in the staff room, because all of the teachers just know they're meant to be

the teachers had a field day when they first got together

madam pomfrey, especially, always sees them together in the hospital wing, and by fourth year, is their no1 shipper

they both get frequent nightmares, and will always comfort each other and cuddle after because they feel safe in each other’s arms.

literally the least toxic relationship ever. they’re both incredibly honest with each other, always talk to each other about how they feel, but also have that perfect balance of banter

if not soulmates, why moon and stars??

[agape-28]

Oh you used to be an anti? For how long? What did you think? What changed your mind? How did that whole transition from anti to larrie go?

HAHA i think I’ve answered these before, but it doesn’t matter, I love talking about it <3

So I wasn’t an “anti” in the sense where I sent people death threats lol, just so we’re clear. I was an anti more in the sense like, how the General Internet Populace viewed Larry. I believed that Larrie ruined their friendship with their shipping. Take note that I was a big K-Pop stan before, and people would always talk about how you shouldn’t take shipping too far, and they’ll use Larries and Larry as an example. Actually I remember when I came across a video of Louis talking about F, and the comments were full of Larrie who talked about how F isn’t his kid, and I got so annoyed that I started beefing with them LMAO. I was like really young at the time, forgive me.

But honestly, I wasn’t that aware of Larry. I only knew what I was told — Louis had a “kid” (I actually thought he had a wife lol), and Louis and Harry were no longer friends because of crazy shippers. So I didn’t know details, information, all the pieces and history, etc. I wasn’t even a Directioner!

Anyway, Larry came on my radar again last year (2021) when I looked up the YouTube vid for I Will Survive by Gloria Gaynor, and I saw a bunch of Larries in the comments. I just brushed it off, complained to my friend about the “delusional larrats”, and ignored it. Then, a few months later, I looked up the YouTube vid The Story by Conan Gray, and saw a bunch of comments from Larries (actually they were Twarries but whatever). Now I was beginning to get suspicious. Then it was my best friend’s birthday, and she likes Harry’s songs, so I looked for a song of his to play on my guitar. Sweet Creature and Two Ghosts came up on the searches, so I looked at the comments, and — as I’m sure you can guess — Larries everywhere.

After that, I couldn’t get Larry out of my head. I kept thinking to myself, why do so many people believe this? Why are there comments sections full of Larries? Isn’t it a dead ship? It’s not possible that something so small could have such a large amount of people to believe it, right? It festered in my mind, and I couldn’t stop myself from eventually searching it on YouTube, TikTok and Twitter. And, lo and behold, I saw videos upon videos, tweet upon tweet, about Larry. So I thought, clearly, there must be something about this that makes people still believe it, right? I also had a Tumblr at the time (different from this one), so I also used Tumblr to look up Larry.

For a long time though, I struggled with the ship in my mind. You see, in K-Pop, there’s a thing called fanservice, where the band members act really gay with one another so fans can go wild or something. So while I was researching, when I saw unexplainable clips of them being close and having fond expressions and touching, I thought “damn they must be baiting their fans haha… right… right?” Eventually after doing much research — shoutout to the Louis GQ Tattoo vid btw — I accepted that it wasn’t fanservice, because why would it be fanservice when they were trying to vehemently deny anything about Larry at all? And obviously I went through my Twarrie/Houie phase where I thought they were together but broke up or they were just FWB, but then ofc I grew out of that bc there was so much proof they’re still togetherrr.

And I still have more to learn, obviously, but that’s how I’m now a Larrie. Take this as an inspiration that even antis can become Larries once they read masterposts lmao. Oh, and if you want to look at something fun, here’s a post of me sending messages to my friend back when I was an anti. You can laugh at how wrong I used to be.

[kuekyuuq]

At this point, I see things regarding Supercorp this way...

(Mxaybe... in another universe... *sighs*)

My head-canon for the show:

Lena had a crush on Kara since day one and vice versa. She tried to deny it, deny herself the ‘luxury’ of personal attachment... but Kara was quite persistent, and cute, and sweet, and warm, and such a dork, and... yeah... Lena got confused when she developed similar feelings for Supergirl, and then her disagreements with Supergirl caused her to not-like her anymore, but still felt physically attracted to her - damnit. Since oblivious Kara did not respond properly to her flirts (and they both verbally friend-zoned each other), Lena resigned to gaze and long for her in secret, thinking Kara was straight. Neither her short and tragic re-encounter with Jack - an unresolved comfort from her own past - nor her sudden enemies-to-lovers thing with James (Kara's ex of all people) could quite quench her craving for Kara's closeness and warmth or her verbal tension-filled jab-throwing matches with Supergirl. After the reveal, Lena was more hurt over her 'friend' betraying her trust, keeping a secret from her (yes, that's a double-standard, Lena! ...girl's got deeply rooted issues) than 'Supergirl' using her alter-ego to take advantage of Lena (which, hands down, Kara actually did on some occasions - so, ironically that one would have been objectively valid, but, hey, feelz shape our perspectives). She went through her lashing-out phase, only to realize she can't live without Kara in her life. And really wants to do good. Yes, that too... ...and it only took her trying to brainwash the whole world (good intentions and the road to hell) and Lex back-stabbing her a couple of times, to see the light and join the good guys for good... to be more like Supergirl, in her own small way...? Y'all know what I mean ^_- She came crawling back, continues to try hard to prove herself worthy, longingly watching on every time Kara and Alex hug, desperate to keep her sunshine-impersonated in her life, whom she truly loves, despite how much she tried to convince herself she did not...

...

Meantime, Kara is an alien (yes, I bold that, bc, people tend to not think this through). From a totally different culture and all, having suffered great trauma and entering Earth's culture during her puberty/informative years. A Kryptonian who crushed for Humans (males - James, Adam - and apparently 4 other dudes she broke the noses of when kissing) and other aliens (Daxamite Mon-El) ...uh, and even couldn't stop herself admitting how she likes how nice Lucy (female Human) smells (the most prominent other time such a statement was made, was when everybody was swooning over Kal). Who only in her adulthood realized homosexuality was even a real option, outside of high-schoolers slurring at each other. (And I am not saying, Kara is gay, as in lesbian... she incidentally spoke true when she denied that in the pilot. Repeat after me: “Kara is an alien.” ..I’d call her pan, but am also aware, that the textbook definition doesn’t include ‘all species’... so.... there’s that.) Kara, who so desperately hard tried to fit in, she got absolutely used to others telling her what she's supposed to feel and think.

...who crushed hard for Lena at first sight (possibly, also star-struck). But both Clark and Alex, her most important people to look for help, guidance and reference, told her any Luthor was bad news.

There was Mon-El, whom she didn't even like, at first. When he lied told her he wasn't in love with her, she was utterly relieved. She was all “Oh, golly. That’s unexpected and awkward. What now?!” when he confessed to her, and tried (and failed) to let him down gently. (I am actually convinced, that Kara was more ego-hurt, that he moved on to Eve so quickly, and.. where she and James ended things once Lucy was out of the picture, Kara only started thinking/feeling differently about Mon-El when he was taken... just sayin’ I maybe spot a pattern there.) But, Alex told her, that she had a thing for Mon-El and that she should give him a shot... ...even when Lena got involved with Cadmus, and Kara found herself passionately defending the youngest Luthor against ALL her friends, when she could not explain her bone-deep trust in Lena but by "I can see it in her eyes" and other instinctually tainted expressions... Well, she and Mon-El made it work, they were actually a sweet couple when they weren't butting heads... Didn't stop Kara from having mixed feelings when Lena ran into her ex. And yes, Kara did mourn Mon-El. If only for the concept of what they had together, but I do think, she did feel love for him... Me thinks, Kara would be one of the people who simply can not separate physical and emotional. So by kissing and sleeping with him, stronger emotional attachments came to be. Not to invalidate them, but... personal history is important.

....long story short, Kara kept trying not to stand out. Lived and loved on the safe-side, hurt one too many times by circumstance. And yet kept feeling drawn to Lena, kept trusting her, kept wanting to reveal herself to her - despite what everybody else said. But, emotionally and 'culturally' on the safe side.

Kara friend-zoned herself.

The reveal happened and... Lena HURT her and Kara STILL kept her hope and trust up... and while towards the end of it, being incredibly hurt and worn out, she still let Lena back in. And within 24h decided that Lena came through enough times and Kara was ready to accept her apology...

And then Lex happend (again) and Phantom Zone...

Now...

[*] My head-canon for RL:

Katie is such a natural flirt, that even though the SG writers (after introducing both Lena and Mon-El to the show) have been told "no gay Supergirl" by the CW in 2017, Melissa just never knows what hit her...

Director: "CUUUT!" Melissa: "--...wait, what? I'm married. I mean... huh?" Melissa: "Wait! We have to redo that! We were told, not to-" Katie: "To what?" Melissa: "...uh, the Supercorp-thing... you know... the heart-eyes?" Katie: "What heart-eyes?" *raises an eyebrow the typical Katie-way* Melissa: "...the... um.... you..." Katie: "Wait, did you-..?" Melissa: "Me!? Oh, no. I am married!" Katie: "What has that to do-... Are you okay?" Melissa: "Yes!" Katie: "Okay, then." *Katie swaggers off stage & hi5s one of the writers on her way out* Melissa: "...darn it." *calls Chris* "Honey, I love you." Chris: "...it happened again?" Melissa: "..." *Chris starts laughing* Melissa: "...so not funny."

So, yeah, that's where I am at. Kara friend-zoned herself and Lena is totally mush for the Girl of Steel. ...and Katie is just being Katie :)

Also, I am currently 99% sure Supercorp will not be endgame. But I would be 100% pleased to be proven wrong.

[* In all seriousness, do not bash on the actors, please. They are just doing their jobs, have a life and family, real relationships and feelings. So, my above 're-enactment' is completely fictional, purely for light-hearted entertainment and not meant to do any harm or spread any hate or to be actually transcribed onto the actual, real people. We do not really know these people! They - and the writers, too - do bring characters to life that we invest in - for that they deserve our gratitude. My gut feeling (or shipper-heart feeling?) is, they are doing their best to sneak Supercorp in whenever they can - not to bait, but because they may actually not be allowed (yet..?) to make SC text but see the same chemistry we do. Have fun, but be respectful, please! We can disagree with the CW's executive decisions - although, we do not really know what’s going on bts - and express our dismay, but do not in all seriousness spread hate.]

[scarawayfromfallingapart]

but The (After)life of the Party is one of THOSE songs to me that’s like… to be cliche… a kick drum beating in my chest (again) like idk. This is one of those songs where I think they succeeded in writing it better than I’ve ever felt it but here I go trying to analyze it anyway… I realize I am taking your shtick @petewentzisblack1312 … but this song NEEDS to be analyzed and I am going to try and make you like it :) I have been lurking in ur asks as an anon for a couple weeks and I HAVe to say this off anon… I’m sorry to bother u. My greatest hits include my autotune does not equal bad/talentless rant and my Wilson (Expensive Mistakes) mini-analysis 🤪 but also I learn SO MUCH from ur blog I love it. Anyway!!! Analysis of this song:

Tw : mania, depression, anxiety, substance use

To me this song is about coming down from a manic episode, maybe not even necessarily transitioning right into depression but like. Just coming down from it and kinda seeing the world as it is again, and feeling that kind of mellowed out, where your body allows itself to feel tired again. The title makes it more obvious - he’s no longer the life of the party - it’s over, everyone’s gone home, but he’s still there trying in vain to carry it on.

“I’m a stitch away from making it and a scar away from falling apart” is my FAVORITE line (hence my URL lol)… but the fact that this song opens with that and the narrator is oscillating between feeling 100% and feeling like they’re going to breakdown like THAT is what these transitions feel like to me (ok also I generally feel like this on a daily basis). But this line also gives you a hint of how well it is going… like he’s a stitch away from getting there - the cut hasn’t completely healed so he’s not getting there any time soon : but a scar away from falling apart - like a scar has already healed so it’s old hurt that is threatening to tear him apart —> “my old aches become new again”.

Then we get “blood cells pixelate” which I personally find hilarious since this song has been likened to the sims 3 soundtrack 💀 (I played the sims but I refused to have the music on so I have no idea cannot confirm or deny). Butttt this is obviously like a nod to everything being on film like even everything down to the blood coursing through his veins is made into an image, poster boys for your scene am I right? Also has to do with the scar/stitch - his breakdown is there for everyone to see, immortalized on magazine covers and interviews and E!News segments. But like only the blood cells, like no one gives a damn if he heals from this, thats not newsworthy. Eyes dilate (drugs and/or sex but maybe drugs Bc of the next line - full moon pills got him out on the street at night) butttt mania often comes with insomnia as we well know so. Maybe the pills are metaphorical idk

THEN the narrator becomes an observer - it’s no longer introspective, he’s watching someone else work the room, he’s cutting all ties to them loose, just sitting back and relaxing and watching and I always had this vision of Pete and/or patrick watching some girl flit around the room while he sat there with a lazy smile and drank a beer and leaned back in his chair. BUT on thinking on this more… I think- bear with me - maybe… just maybe… he’s watching himself outside of himself like some kind of dissociative thing (I personally experience that but it’s due to anxiety but it is common among just the general population so who knows) and it’s like you’re feeling that irritable high from the manic phase still and you’re trying to push through and just be part of this party right (or just part of life in general right, like the party is metaphorical IMO) and you separate form yourself in order to get through - your mind and body are not one. You have to watch yourself from the inside out, rely on muscle memory to get you through the party or your job or the tour or whatever it was in his case.

also tying back to I’m a stitch away - right like some part of you is cut in half and I’m a scar away - again, you were cut somewhere, something was severed, mind and body maybe… big brain hours (but also I’m probably reaching for that one)

Anyway then we have the “put love on hold” bc fuck if he’s ready for a relationship - he’s watching this girl desperate for stardom, maybe it’s the girl he’s watching work the room (if it’s not a dissociative thing, or maybe it’s both tbh). Her nose runs ruby red (cocaine is probably the cause I’m thinking, she’s doing lines at this party to be working the room). Death’s in a double bed (orgasms… nice one Pete) but really it’s a classic tale of a girl desperate for roles that she’s willing to sleep around to get there, she’s singing songs that could only catch the ear of other desperate people like her… but… Pete is writing THIS song and Patrick is singing it and they are just as desperate, right, like he’s helplessly watching someone enjoy a party and he’s verging on miserable (or he’s watching himself try to enjoy the party while he’s actually miserable) and they’re trying to catch our ears… we are the desperate… —> “I’m here to collect your hearts/it’s the only reason that I sing”

Then the bridge is where he starts to actually breakdown, the vocals get more intense and strained and chaotic, the sims 3 soundtrack music swells, and he repeats the beginning, reiterating that but adding on “kiss away young thrills and kills on the mouths of all of my friends” - to me he wants to take away all their joy and pain (kills could also = orgasm if u want to be nasty lol and tie it into the death in a double bed) and he wants to feel it for himself because right now he feels NOTHING like he’s right in the goddamn middle of feeling great and feeling like shit and again, to me that exemplifies the transition between mania and depression and we are back to square 1 (to me also thrills = mania and kills= depression but that’s just probably dumb lol).

Also he’s kissing it all away - it’s gentle, it’s loving, like brushing someone’s tears away, he’s not trying to be forceful about it, but he feels like HE should be experiencing all the highs and lows not his friends… or he doesn’t want his friends to suffer… both probably and the chorus is unhinged this time, patrick gives it his all, loses it, signifying hey wait, the narrator DID lose it… but then the song ends with the music coming off that swell, slowing down, relaxing, the narrator resignedly signing off “I’m a stitch away”… giving us maybe an etch of hope, that maybe his stitches healed after all and he did make it through (with hearts and wrists intact I am so corny sorry)

ANYWAY tldr I love this song and it means so much to me and like when I was 15 and found it the first time I was always like “why does this one hurt me so bad, like I don’t get it” but like. Now that I know what bipolar disorder is and that I suffer from it I understand lol. I don’t know if this is how Pete intended this idk I feel like I got some lines right but to ME this is what it feels like. Also it is v fun to play on the violin :)

[ectonurites]

do u have any thoughts on the whole “tim is zapped to time prison” storyline? bc i feel like it could have been pretty interesting and a good way to bring back young justice/tim’s memories more immediately if it hadn’t been such a blatant attempt to just get tim out of storylines bc they had no ideas for his character

sorry lol u don’t have to respond i just kind of wish people talked about this storyline more? and the fact that tim lowkey became one of the only people in dc with knowledge of the other timelines (i think so at least) and nobody really addressed it?? like going into the next phase where people learn about other timelines after death metal.... tim should already know some of this stuff right?

YES YES YES OKAY LETS TALK ABOUT THIS this got incredibly long because I just have a lot to say (and i included screenshots) and i prob got a little off topic but. but lets get started anyways:

i haven’t read that particular storyline in a few months so i might be missing/misremembering some details here, but that whole ‘time prison + future tim’ thing was like. a really really interesting concept and the implications/impacts it has are a big part of why i liked tynion’s detective comics run as much as i did even with it’s flaws in characterization (such as treating tim like he was jimmy neutron boy genius and making steph..... be all ready to quit/breakaway from the team like that. the steph quitting characterization really started i think in batgirl convergence and unfortunately has haunted her since, even though pre reboot never giving up was like...... one of her defining traits. dc i hate you sometimes) 

i think that one of the biggest things that bothers me about the situation is how little we saw most of the other characters in the batfamily grieve (aside from steph and some with bruce, but again the way steph was portrayed just... hhhhhh. it very much reduced her to ‘tims girlfriend’ more than i’d have preferred) but otherwise like...as far as I can remember there was maybe one line in that monsters crossover thing where dick mentioned tim was gone, jason had a single line about avoiding the funeral in rhato, i dont think they showed any reaction from babs at all until after he was back, and the most for damian I recall is at the end of the 2014 teen titans run (#24) where he looks at... a case with the old red robin uniform Tim wasn’t even wearing anymore when he died? and that just bugs me. Instead of getting to see the actual funeral we get one flashback to it way after the fact once Bruce already knows Tim’s not actually dead

But at the time when they all DID think he was dead? the closest thing we see was in that same teen titans issue (#24) there’s a memorial-type ‘sharing stories’ thing after the funeral with tim’s titans friends but.... we don’t see something like that with his family. tim is a major presence in these peoples’ lives, they are his family, when he gets sent into time prison its even SAID how loved he apparently is

its just... idk. they all thought he was dead, and if they had put more emphasis on showing not just telling how that effected EVERYONE (not just steph) in the batfam, it might have felt a lot less like they were just putting tim away until there was a story idea for him. (like obviously I know they can’t make everyone’s stories revolve around Tim, but I’d have way preferred a detective comics issue of the funeral/memorial with the family than having there only be a teen titans one, I think it would have... held more relevance & meaning... but instead they just went right into that monster crossover story instead of lingering on this)

but then the Tim story itself once it does pick up way later, with titans tomorrow/future tim coming along having that whole “tell conner you’re sorry” “who’s conner?” exchange with current tim... that opens up A LOT of things to think about, and I think was pretty interestingly done if i’m remembering correctly. future tim recognizes the timelines are different, and ya know goes off to try to change things further ("whaddaya got there?” “a gun to kill batwoman” “NO!!!!”), theres lots of fighting etc etc the good guys win as we expect, but once that’s all settled tim’s left there with this whole. thought process

which ya know is the big indicator there’s weird timeline/reality fuckery going on (or also the read here can be that tim and kon are so connected across all space and time that their bond can transcend anything even timelines and realities and reboots... “and they were soulmates” “oh my god they were soulmates”) 

ANYWAYS lets not forget that tim isnt the only one who learns about this other timeline stuff during this whole situation!

Brother Eye has records of future tim’s timeline, and cass & steph see who they used to be! and as soon as steph finds out ‘holy shit i was ROBIN and BATGIRL?’ she also desperately wants to know more! which then a bit later leads into young justice 2019 where instead of going off to college like they told Bruce they were gonna, Steph and Tim go get the help of Zatanna to see what might be going on in their brains with these timelines and weird feelings (as we see in flashback form in yj 2019 #5)

and HOO BOY DOES SHE FIND THINGS! she gets in there and finds out that oh yeah, their brains had very much so been tampered with, and with her magic she undoes some of it, by unlocking memories, and Tim finally remembers Conner! (also in case u were wondering, that panel is specifically a callback to this one from yj 1998 #17 when Cissie quit the team)

one thing that I think is weird/interesting/idk if it gets... properly addressed even, was that Zatanna also poked around Steph’s brain too and she didn’t remember everything? Might have something to do even with how Tim had been in time prison, might have taken less work from Z to open things up because of that? Who knows

additionally i wanna call attention to how he said “That entire chapter of my life” which... leading into my next point a bit... strongly leads me to believe even though he’s remembering some things he definitely does not have ALL of his memories back (because theres a lot more than just the young justice ‘chapter’ of tim’s life that was drastically changed by the new 52 & rebirth) 

BUT moving on, i wanna bring up this part from later on (after they figured out that there was a crisis that caused things in the world to change, which is why their memories/brains were messed with) in issue #16

so yeah, I think it’s indicated even though Zatanna brought back some memories and opened up his brain a bit, there’s still many holes, and some things seem more like dreams rather than memories and he’s probably unable to tell which are which on his own to some extent. (also for reference the real thing that Tim thought was just a dream is... likely yj 1998 issue #1)

So based on the things i’ve brought up here (which are the things I remember off the top of my head, I could easily be accidentally leaving shit out LMAO i haven’t fully read through any of these books in at least 3 or more months now) I think it’s safe to assume that Tim definitely has a head start on getting back his memories before Death Metal happens, but that it was by no means a complete thing. So the after effects of Death Metal are probably just gonna... be a little less drastic for him vs most other people because it was already happening, but it’ll be kinda filling in the remaining gaps? 

And like you said he is absolutely one of the few people that already knew about about the timelines/the fact that these crises have happened and changed things, but pretty much all the other young justice characters are also aware that there was meddling in the timeline/that multiple timelines and alternate universes like this exist since they were all together as a group when it got explained (in like. yj 2019 #15 i believe is where most of the explaining happens) (and cass as well is aware of things to some extent because of her and steph’s interaction with Brother Eye) but the difference is that Zatanna didn’t go into everyone’s brains, so they aren’t dealing with the same memory things as Tim (and possibly Steph? because again Z DID go in her brain, she just wasn’t able to unlock all the same things as she did with Tim) 

but yeah in general i SO wish this was explored more, both in canon and in fanworks (fanworks tho... that can still happen >:3c). Memories hazily coming in for Tim while Kon and Bart are able to confirm or deny things, him dealing with conflicting memories and feelings about his past as they trickle in... like I think we’ll start to see these types of things moving forward across a lot of titles with Infinite Frontier (i BELIEVE dont quote me on this but I BELIEVE the person writing Damian’s upcoming solo had mentioned in an interview that the memories coming back of the other timeline aren’t going to be an all at once thing but will be more gradual for most characters) but the fact that it theoretically had already been happening for Tim for MONTHS and we only got that one crumb indicating it in #16 of it instead of any actual exploration makes me SAAAAAAD 

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Salutations

Your writing is my shit 🙏🙏❤️🔥🔥

Exactly what I need to get me through quarantine

I had a smut prompt idea:

Wanda and Vision trying to get it on but they keep having to stop to save the world or because the twins come home or they almost get walked in on or they start but then fall asleep bc being parents and saving the world is tiring. But then they finally do and it’s like 🎉🎉🎉

Love all of your stories I have reread them like 15 times each!! Looking forward to whatever you write 😊

Salutations! You sent this back in March so I apologize for the delay. I'm just very slow, but I intend to get to all the prompts that I have in my inbox! Here's a little "Wanda and Vision get interrupted a lot" piece for ya! Thanks so much for reading I truly appreciate you! I'm modeling this one after one of the flashback episodes of The Golden Girls. Enjoy!

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Two Times Wanda and Vision Were Interrupted, And One Time They Weren't.

"No!" Wanda laughed, burying her head in Vision's shoulder as he joined in with a deep chuckle. "I can't believe someone walked in on them in bed."

It'd been a long day for Wanda and Vision. After dropping the boys off at school they were to immediately report to the Avengers Compound for a briefing that lasted well into lunch time. Wanda was grumpy and hungry by the time the final notes were taken and they were released. They had just enough time to drive home before they had to go right back out and pick the boys up from school.

After school, Tommy fell in the driveway and scraped his knees until blood ran down his legs.

"This is why we don't use superspeed where the neighbors can see," Wanda had said as Vision patched up the boy's injuries.

All Wanda wanted was to get in bed and relax with a funny movie and her husband's company.

"We're not exactly strangers to being interrupted," Vision laughed. "Remember that time, early on at the compound?"

"Which time?" Wanda smiled, knowing there'd been several occasions where they'd almost been caught while they still lived at the compound.

"It was that time when...."

"That feels so good," Vision moaned. His hands were full of Wanda's hair, pushing her head forward so she could take more of his cock into her mouth.

The tip of his cock had just reached the back of her throat when a deep voice bellowed from the hallway.

"We've got a situation!" Captain Rogers yelled, giving Wanda's door a few hard knocks. "Everyone out into the conference room right now!"

Wanda pulled herself away from Vision's cock so quickly it was like she'd touched fire. She scrambled for her clothes that were scattered along the floor as Vision phased back into his outfit, his erection still present at the front of his pants.

With her clothes back on, Wanda made for the door as Vision stood behind her in an awkward attempt to hide the erection he was so desperately trying to get rid of.

"Ready?" Wanda ask, hand on the doorknob.

"Not entirely, but Captain Rogers sounded incensed," Vision said, shifting awkwardly. "It's best we go and worry about the rest later."

After a quick nod from Wanda, she opened the door and headed out toward the conference room, Vision close behind, whispering to himself about puppies and kittens.

"I felt bad for you that time," Wanda laughed. "How long did it take to get rid of?"

"We were 12 minutes and 48 seconds into the meeting when the erection finally subsided," Vision recalled.

"That time was bad, but remember that other time?" Wanda said, pausing the movie. "With Thor?"

Wanda straddled Vision's hips, the tip of his cock teasing her entrance. She swirled her hips around the head, coating it with her wetness before sinking down on him, taking him in entirely.

She sat with her back to Vision - television blaring to drown out any sounds they might make - her hands on his thighs to steady herself and she bounced up and down on Vision's cock, reveling in the way he felt every time she moved back down on him and he filled her, stretching her walls.

Vision lay back, his hands exploring Wanda's half naked body. He squeezed her asscheeks hard as she pounded down on him.

"Fuck," Vision muttered, spreading Wanda's cheeks and watching his cock piston in and out of her. "You're exquisite."

"So are yo-"

"Wanda?!" Thor's voice boomed through the room even drowning out the television. "Have you seen Vision?!"

The knock at the door almost took it off it hinges. Wanda jumped off Vision and settled in next to him, keeping her bare half under the covers while Vision did the same. Slowly, she raised her hand, the red orb floating idly, and unlocked the door.

"Come in!"

The door flew open and Thor came bounding in.

"Have you seen Vis..." He looked at the pair in bed, covered by the duvet from the waist down. A look of knowing crossed his features as his eyebrows shot up. "Well, there you are, Vision. Stark is looking for you... when you've got a moment."

"Right," Vision said, giving Thor a sheepish wave. "Thank you, Thor."

Thor turned on his heels quickly and shuffled out of the room without another word, closing the door behind him as Wanda collapsed onto her pillow.

"I'd never seen him lose color so quickly," Wanda said with a chuckle.

Vision joined in with a laugh. "He's faced evil the average person couldn't possibly imagine and we are what scared him."

"That's alright," Wanda said, mischief in her voice. "We've got our own home now. Our boys are sound asleep and we've got the entire night to ourselves..."

"You're right," Vision said, his own mischievous tone taking over. He raised his hand to cup Wanda's cheek and she leaned into him and dragged her soft lips over his palm, her eyes darkening with desire as she pulled her night shirt up and over her head.

Her soft breasts heaved with each amorous breath she took. She'd never tire of wanting Vision. Needing Vision. Without a word, she hoisted herself into Vision's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him in for a blistering kiss. As their tongues slid against each other, Vision phased out of his clothes and Wanda felt his half-hard cock grazing her middle through her panties.

"Already getting hard," Wanda said, lips brushing against Vision's.

"All I have to do is think about you," Vision returned. "You drive me to distraction in the best way."

Wanda ground her hips, making as much contact with Vision's cock as she could, feeling his length grow as she teased him. The promise of her pussy was always enough to get Vision completely hard and it didn't take long for him to be at full attention.

"I want you inside me," Wanda mewled.

"I would never deny you that," Vision hummed, reaching a hand down to pump his cock as Wanda moved her panties to the side, giving Vision access to her middle. She rose up as Vision guided the head of his cock to her middle and slipped himself inside her slowly.

"You fit me so perfectly," Wanda said, rocking her hips. She pressed herself flush against Vision's chest, his arms moving around to grab her hips. As Wanda rose up again, Vision helped her come back down, pressing on her hips so he went in as deep as he could when she came down on him.

They found a steady rhythm, the two of them working together bring the other to orgasm. Their bodies stayed pressed together as though they couldn't possibly stand to be even an inch away from each other. Their moans tinged the air, mingling together with sounds of their sex.

Wanda fell over the edge first, her legs shaking with the force of her orgasm, her walls gripping Vision's cock with each pulse. She was spent, throwing herself into VIsion's arms as he continued. He began to thrust his hips upward, driving into her dripping wet pussy.

"I'm going to come," Vision muttered, nipping at Wanda's earlobe. "Where do you want it?"

"On my breasts," Wanda instructed, squealing as Vision tipped her backward and got on top of her, his cock still buried deep inside her. With a few more pumps, Vision was pulling his cock out and stroking himself to completion. He came on Wanda's chest, each shot landing on her breasts as she requested.

Wanda moved her hands to her breasts, smearing the come into her skin as Vision recovered from his orgasm by watching his wife play with his come.

"I love when you do that," Vision admitted, his hand still on his now soft cock, breath ragged and erratic.

Wanda smiled at Vision and brought her come covered fingers to her lips. She licked it off, savoring every last drop of him.

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skulduggery/alt!serpine for the getting together ask game?

I’m bored, so. Send me two (or more) characters for a headcanon on how I’d have them get together

OHOHOHOHO SEE THIS IS A GOOD ONE BC

ive already been thinking about this and im. Lowkey really glad im not the only one

See I always hated skug with any serpine, like I was a passionate anti from 2007 - about three months ago but. I enjoyed their dynamic in phase one and then i read like three of their interactions from sow and got converted or some shit apparently idfk, anyway u know i love an angsty ship

this got really long so tldr; enemies to vitriolic hate-sex buddies to lovers, painfully slow burn, but they'll both die claiming they still hate each other

It begins with China.

She orders him to kill Serpine, and he refuses. He's not even 100% sure why when he does. It's not like they're friends. He's killed people he liked a good deal more than Nefarian Serpine under orders.

But she says, "kill him" and he says, "no", and then things spiral so quickly that it's actually a few days before he even has time to think about her parting shot, flung at him as he walked out on her: "if you want to keep him, you'll be the one looking after him. He's your responsibility, not mine. And if he hurts someone, you -"

He'd shut the door on her at that point, but he knows what she was going to say. You look after him yourself, you train him yourself, and if he hurts someone, you kill him yourself. A wonderfully old-world way of looking at things. He's fairly sure he remembers getting the same speech from the housekeeper when he tried to bring home the ugliest feral tomcat he'd ever seen as a small boy.

(This will come back to bite him. He's not sure how or when, but it will. That's the way of things, whenever he turns his back on China Sorrows. Her last parting shot - a classic "you'll regret this" - ended up getting him killed.)

But then there's Mevolent, and cleaning up a city in the aftermath of its latest Traumatic Event, and putting a size 10 to the backsides of the City Guard, so his priorities get reshuffled somewhat, and it's almost a week later that he thinks to ask, "Heard from Serpine lately? He's being oddly quiet."

Valkyrie blinks at him from the passenger seat. Her fingertips tap tap tap at the touchscreen. She's messaging someone. He doesn't know who. "He's...around."

"Why the pause?"

"Hm?"

"You paused," he points out, switching lanes to get around a hatchback dawdling along at 60. "He's...around. You're trying to hide something from me. I'm aware you still talk to him, you know."

She doesn't deny it. He's gotten used to that, in the last few years. She doesn't tell him things anymore. It's that distance, the distance he can try to banter over but never truly remove. She's a lot further away than his passenger seat. "He's been looking for somewhere to live, like. Now that he's here for good. So, you know. That's probably keeping him busy."

Nefarian Serpine is living out of a stuffy first-floor rented room above, of all things, Vaurien Scapegrace's pub.

He knows this not because China was having Serpine followed (although she was) or because plenty of old faces from the Sanctuary still owe him favours (although they do), but because he receives a text from Scapegrace at a quarter to midnight, in the middle of a grisly murder scene.

have u beaten anyone up lately? do u want to? think thrasher just rented one of our rooms to a war criminal

He taps out a response, half-focused on the screen and half on Valkyrie examining the photos on the dead man's mantelpiece. She looks like she's just figured something out.

Which one? Thrasher, or the other guy?

By the time he's dropped her home, said hello to the furball and returned to the city, morning is bleeding into the sky. He knocks sharply on Nefarian Serpine's peeling rented door, and then again when there's no response.

From inside, a thud.

Then another, followed by some deeply impolite language, and then the door jerks open. Serpine, wearing an impressive bedhead, a scraggly attempt at a beard and a pair of patterned socks with a hole in the toe, squints out into the hall and snaps, "D'you have ANY IDEA what time it is? This place is supposed to - ah, shite. It's you."

"It is," he agrees.

Serpine gives him a sulky jerk of the head - an invitation - and vanishes back inside. He follows, closing the door gently behind him. Inside the room is dark and depressing and smells faintly of mildew and sweat. There are clothes on the floor.

He pulls the curtains open and looks out the window, giving Serpine some privacy to get dressed.

"Found me at last, have you?" Serpine asks from over by the bed. There's a rustle of fabric and the sound of a belt being done up. "What do you want? Come to take my other hand?"

That's it. That's what's different. "Other? You don't seem to be missing any at present, Nefarian. Valkyrie's work, I take it."

Serpine sits down on the bed with a squeak of springs, and when Skulduggery turns to face him, he's smirking and, thankfully, wearing trousers. "Ever so nice of her, wasn't it? Doesn't work like the old one, though. You know. The one I used on you."

He sighs. "And here I thought this last week would've given you time to come up with some new material."

Serpine shrugs and spends a moment picking out a pair of shirts from the wardrobe beside the bed. If it's a test, it's a painfully obvious one. Almost an invitation. Go ahead, shoot me.

No, this is something Skulduggery knows far more intimately. A display of brittle confidence in the face of a threat. I'm not afraid of you. Do your worst.

Serpine is afraid of him. Afraid of being arrested, maybe, or killed, or worse. He'd have relished that fear, once. Delighted in flipping the tables.

He leans back against the desk, ankles crossed and arms folded. After a moment, Serpine turns around with a shirt on a hanger in each hand. He holds them up for an opinion.

Skulduggery points wordlessly at the green one, and the blue goes back in the closet. "If you're not here to kill me, what do you want?"

While Serpine is doing up his buttons, Skulduggery retrieves the folded sheaf of paper from the inside pocket of his long coat, and holds it up. "I came to drop these off."

Serpine's vibrant eyes narrow. "What is that? An arrest warrant?"

"A list of landlords in Roarhaven willing to rent to refugees. Valkyrie mentioned you were looking."

Serpine blinks at him. Skulduggery doesn't often bother with the facade in Roarhaven, but if he had a face right now, he'd be blinking back. It's a weirdly awkward moment.

"...thanks," Serpine says after a moment, tentatively reaching for the papers; Skulduggery leans forward to pass them over. "That'd be...helpful."

He sounds very uncomfortable saying those words. When Skulduggery responds, "You're welcome," he feels much the same.

Serpine unfolds the papers and skims them. Three pages of property listings. Tipstaff had printed them off for him with only a raised eyebrow and a, "Never thought you'd move out of Dublin, Detective."

"What brought this on?"

He looks up. "Hm?"

"You show up here at an ungodly hour of the morning, nobody to rein you in, and you're being helpful? I don't buy it. I know China as well as you do. She told you to kill me, didn't she?"

"She did," Skulduggery acknowledges, and a very old, very spiky part of him gets a kick out of watching the blood drain from Serpine's face. "I told her no."

"Bollocks."

"Hard to believe, isn't it? But it's true. Ah, don't look at me like that, Nefarian. It's got nothing to do with you. I was just feeling argumentative that day. And, if nothing else, I can always rely on China to argue with me if I tell her no."

"So -"

"For my sins, she made you my responsibility, see. I'm supposed to keep an eye on you, make sure you don't get up to any of your old tricks. And if you do, then I'll kill you. I'll be checking in on you to make sure you're behaving yourself. Think of me as a...probation officer, of sorts. With benefits."

More blinking. This version of Serpine is not a morning person. He bets his alternate self got to sleep in far later in this Serpine's dungeon. "I'm not seeing any benefits."

"The benefit is I get to kill you if you step out of line. I never said the benefits were for you."

"Are there any benefits in this for me?"

He considers this for a moment. "You get to live. Because of me. I saved your life. "

Serpine's face is emotionless and his voice is flat.

"Oh," he says. "Yippee."

He's interviewing a witness when his phone rings.

He politely excuses himself, and steps out into the hallway to answer it. "Pleasant."

"Hello!" Serpine says brightly, and launches immediately into, "I want a car."

Skulduggery's fake face blinks at the sigil-embossed wallpaper. It takes a second to even register the voice, and another to pick up on -

"How the -? Who gave you this number?"

"Valkyrie." Serpine sounds completely unapologetic. "And you're supposed to be teaching me to drive."

Serpine can't see his head tilt. He does it anyway. "Am I now? And what gave you that idea?"

"I'm your problem now, remember? Besides, you agreed to it," is the smug answer. "Before our little holiday back to my dimension, I said I wanted a better house and a latte and a car. And driving lessons."

"I never agreed to that."

"Well, you didn't say no. That's agreement by default. Sorry."

"Plenty of people can teach you to drive, Nefarian. You could teach yourself, even. Watch a video on Youtube."

"Detective Pleasant, I am shocked," Serpine teases, suddenly dripping with insincere concern. "Think of all those poor defenceless mortals I could run into. There's an advert on the television about how you're specifically not supposed to hit them with cars. It kills them, apparently. How will I cope without you there to make sure I resist temptation?"

Skulduggery grinds his teeth. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Immensely. I'd completely forgotten how much fun it is to have you at my mercy. And you did say you're supposed to keep an eye on me."

Skulduggery goes quiet for a moment, focusing on reining in the urge to hit something. Serpine's face. He wants to hit Serpine's face. With a chair. Trust him to figure out that being Skulduggery's responsibility meant he could go to him for help.

"Fine."

"Excellent! And now you have my number, so you can let me know when you're free."

"Since when do you have a mobile?"

"Since today," Serpine says airily. "Tanith helped me pick one out. I can talk to anyone, anywhere, whenever I like now. Isn't that great? I mean, I only have two numbers, three now that Valkyrie's given me yours, but still. Now I'll always have someone to talk to."

"This is a work line. It is not for social calls."

A passing sorcerer startles a little at his tone, and he gives her an apologetic smile. As an afterthought, he rolls his eyes in a you know how it is gesture. But she's already walking away, so really he just rolls his eyes at her back, which is probably rude of him.

Serpine is still talking. "- can send little moving pictures, and I've downloaded all these little applications, so now I do all sorts of fun things. Do you use...whatsit...Snapchat? I have Snapchat now. And I've got Angry Birds and Candy Crush and Grindr."

And that? That right there? That is more than he ever needed to know about Serpine.

"Goodbye, Nefarian," he says firmly, and hangs up.

He checks in on Serpine once a week, officially. Unofficially, he clocks more hours than he'd like to admit parked in an alley outside Scapegrace's pub, waiting for someone to scream bloody murder. Serpine spots him a couple of times, gives him a jaunty wave with his newly-regrown hand on his way to the off-licence, mocking and unconcerned.

But nobody gets murdered. Serpine seems to be...behaving. For now.

"I've volunteered you for move-in duty," Valkyrie says, apropos of nothing. When he blinks at her, she shrugs and takes a sip of her coffee. "Serpine's found a flat. He needs some furniture shifting."

He's not going to throw anything at his partner in this busy mortal cafe. He's not.

"I see. And you thought that has anything to do with me because..."

She polishes off the last dregs of her drink with a slurp. "I can't float stuff up stairs."

The apartment Serpine is moving into is a decent two-bedroom on the fourth floor of a six-floor block in a quiet area with a history of minimal unexpected-demolitions-by-overpowered-supervillain. Skulduggery idly wonders, as he pulls up in the parking area behind the building, whether a mass murderer moving in - and the frequent visits by the other mass murderer charged with keeping an eye on him - will bring down housing prices. China will hate that, when she wakes up.

Serpine is waiting for him out front, surrounded by boxes and furniture, already looking a bit frazzled. His outfit is stylish and his slicked-back hair is sticking up in places where he's been running his hands though it. He startles and looks up at the sound of footsteps, and seems to breathe a sigh of relief. "Ah! You came. Valkyrie said you'd know how to go about getting all this, you know. Up there."

"You can hire people for this, you know," Skulduggery tells him. "Removal men."

"With what money?" Serpine asks, a little helplessly. "Valkyrie gave me some of her old things, but I got most of this from - what's the word? - second hand shops, and the refugee aid centre. I've been looking for work, but...you know." He gestures at his face. "This is my criminal record."

Which...is a fair point, so Skulduggery rolls up his sleeves and moves to one end of a squashed two-seater couch. "Fair enough. Grab the other end."

Serpine's mouth almost drops open. "You want to carry it? Like peasants? I thought you were here to float the damn thing!"

Well, he could. But the world isn't actively ending right now, so he can afford to be petty. "I don't use magic unless I have to, these days. We'll be doing this the old-fashioned way."

"But." The last time he saw someone look this aghast was when Valkyrie realised how the citizens of Roarhaven saw her. "But that's manual labour!"

"A little manual labour will do you good."

"Gods, I hate you," Serpine tells him as he moves to grab the other end of the couch.

Skulduggery turns the facade on specifically to give him a smug smirk. "I know."

By the time they're finishing up the boxes, Serpine's new neighbours have come out into the hall to see what all the banging is about. They seem young, mostly - too young to recognise him from the war. Skulduggery is starting to suspect that Serpine has accidentally moved into student housing, but he keeps his mouth shut. Serpine is being chatty and charming, holding court in the corridor, and Skulduggery mostly lets him get on with it in between trips to the bottom of the stairs to pick up more boxes, until a young woman who holds Serpine's front door open for him and chuckles, "Left you doing all the work, has he? He's a talker, your boyfriend. I bet you don't get a word in edgewise."

It's not often that Skulduggery Pleasant is lost for words. "I. I'm sorry. What?"

Fortunately, Serpine chooses that moment to interrupt the conversation he's having and interject, "Oh, no, darling. We're not together. He's just here to make sure I stay out of trouble."

There's something off about how he says it, though. There must be, because the woman taps her nose like he's just confided a secret, and Skulduggery can't help but feel like he's just been made the butt of a joke he doesn't fully understand.

He checks on Serpine once a week. Occasionally Serpine texts him. A blurry photo, usually paired with a caption like, "what the hell is this?"; a set of traffic lights, or a lollipop man, or a chihuahua in a little jumper. Sometimes he responds, but sometimes he doesn't bother.

It's not like they're friends.

The sun is shining, the birds are singing, Roarhaven's shopping district is bustling, and Nefarian Serpine is late.

Skulduggery's been people-watching, drumming his fingers on the tabletop, for fifteen minutes when he finally shows up with a to-go coffee cup in one hand and a stack of books under the other arm. He's frowning.

"You're late," says Skulduggery, by way of greeting.

Serpine shrugs, taking the seat opposite. He dumps his books on the round table and gives the menu a cursory glance. "Sorry. I was at the library. Almost missed the bus."

A waitress approaches wearing a shirt stamped with the logo of the little bistro they're sat outside, and while Serpine orders lunch, Skulduggery idly examines the titles stamped along the spines of his book mountain. Some of them look old, leather bound tomes with fancy gold lettering, and the rest seem to be...textbooks, of all things.

"A little light reading, Nefarian?"

"Huh?" Serpine - busy watching the waitress walk back inside - swivels round to face him, and shrugs. "Oh. Yeah. I want to see if they match up with the slanderous shite they're teaching at the university."

"Excuse me?"

Serpine shrugs. "Vapid and Ty - you know Ty, weird hair, lives next door - thought it might help me adapt if I learn more about how your world is different to mine, so. I've been sitting in on some classes. Unofficially. History. Mortal Relations. That kind of thing. You have battles here that never happened back home, you know."

Skulduggery folds his arms across his chest and leans back in his chair, amused despite himself. "Mortal Relations? You're going to Mortal Relations lectures. You."

"Shut up," says Serpine, pointing a finger at him. "You don't get to laugh. You're not the one nobody wants to hire. - because that's still a problem, by the way. Aren't you supposed to be helping me with that?"

"I'm supposed to be making sure you don't kill anyone or make a nuisance of yourself. Sorry to disappoint."

"Would it kill you to write me a character reference?"

Skulduggery coughs conspicuously into his gloved hand with the throat he doesn't have. He picks up the top book from Serpine's stack and flips idly through Religion & Warfare: The Rise Of The Church Of The Faceless In The 15th Century . "Think about that one for a minute, Nefarian, and you'll remember why it's not happening."

"Fine. Be like that." Serpine's shoe nudges his leg under the table. "Here, were you at the Battle of Black Rock?"

He has to think about that one for a second, then hums in the negative. "Hm. No. I missed that one. I think that was when I was holed up in Cork with a broken leg. Why?"

"History 201," Serpine muses. "I tagged along this morning. It was mostly about that fight, but it never happened in my dimension. It was borderline slanderous, honestly. The professor is an imbecile."

"You're dying to vent, aren't you?"

"Would you mind terribly?"

Skulduggery pulls his ornate pocket watch from his waistcoat pocket and checks the time. "You've got fifteen minutes. Better talk fast."

Time goes by.

He checks on Nefarian once a week. They have coffee, sometimes. Valkyrie knows not to cross the line of bringing Serpine to Skulduggery's home, but she adds them both to a group chat and neither one leaves.

Nefarian wrecks his first car, and Skulduggery makes the drive out from Dublin at 5.45am to rescue him. He calls the tow truck while Serpine sits, pale and shaken, in the Bentley's front seat, drenched from the rain and squelching miserably every time he moves.

He apologises for calling so early, and for once he sounds like he means it.

Skulduggery takes him through the McDonalds drive thru to cheer him up, and as Nefarian tucks into a box of fries with gusto, he thinks, oh no.

They're not friends. They're not.

"Is this a date?"

Skulduggery tilts his head, hand stilling over the car keys. "I'm sorry?"

Valkyrie tosses another piece of popcorn into her mouth. She's already in her pyjamas, fluffy ones with dogs on them, and she's flicking through the Netflix queue. "You're all dressed up. Is this a date? Have you two finally gotten over yourselves? God knows it's been long enough."

He snatches up the car keys and sniffs, disdainful. "After all these decades, Valkyrie, if that's what your expert detective skills are telling you, I have failed as a mentor."

"And now you're getting defensive."

"I'm doing no such thing. Where's Tanith, by the way?"

She laughs and does double fingerguns at him. "And that's deflection!"

He sighs - dramatically, for her benefit - and as he checks his pocket watch, she continues, "And, she's on her way. Get out, already. You have a date to keep and we have movies to watch."

"It's not a bloody date," he complains, patting his pockets to make sure he's got everything. "And I originally asked you."

"Yeah, but opera's boring. Here, is he meeting you there or are you picking him up?"

"Goodbye, Valkyrie."

"See?!" She shouts after him as he shuts the front door. "Date!"

[sihwa]

.  𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠

&&. ( kwon sihwa ), the ( 23 ) year old ( daughter ) of the prime minister of ( south korea). she is often confused with ( moon gayoung ). some say that she is ( resentful & dishonest ), but she is actually ( responsible & loyal ) 

biography. profile. pinterest .  kwons.

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♡ .    *cowboy vc* howdy and yeehaw, i’m nai ( but you can call me whatever you like, i also accept the nicknames clown, cowboy clown, naicha ( bcs milktea is life) and i’m bringing you kwon sihwa for some juicy drama and petty girl energy dsdndns i haven’t joined a rp for quite a while, so i apologize if i’m a little slow with some things. ( grandma needs help .... ( i am grandma ) ) 

anyway, i’m super excited to be here, bcs you all seem to be such lovely and sweet people and i’d love to write and plot with all of you bcs i’m a greedy bitch dndnssn ! if you are interested in plotting 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄  this post ( do ppl still do this ??? ) or simply shoot me an IM ( if u prefer discord we can also plot there ), below u will find a short summary ( if i manage to write one ) and some hcs ( or u can read her bio, but also don’t bcs i wanna rewrite it snddsdd ) !  i love u muahh 💕

♡ . sihwa is the second and youngest daughter of the south korean prime minister and has been pretty much ignored like half of her life ( if not more -- )

♡ . sihwa likes to blame that on her older sister yihwa. blame it on her being insanely jealous or just starved for the recognition and love of her parents but this is probably the main reason sihwa started to grow apart from her sister ( and might as well resent her ... sometimes ... often ...)

♡ . in fact there wasn’t much of a sibling rivalry when they were young. quite the contrary was the case and sihwa adored yihwa. ironically, she loved to be called the shadow of her sister because naive little sihwa thought it was meant as a compliment, meaning that she was always by her sister’s side - 

♡ . when she grew up, she finally noticed that being called the shadow of her sister, was never meant to be a compliment. and finally the realization set in that her parents favored yihwa over sihwa ( big yikes ).

♡ . truth to be told, sihwa used to be a pretty confident kid. honestly, she knew her worth and was always proud of her academic success. that is why she jsut couldn’t grasp the fact that their parents were pushing yihwa while completely ignoring every of her achievements. it did not only hurt her ego ( buhuuu ) but also her (coughs) feelings.

♡ . consequently, she tried to be even better. perfect to be precise. however, nothing she did seem to satisfy their parents and she pretty much gave up the idea on being the perfect daughter.

♡ . here comes her rebellious phase. if she couldn’t get her parents attention by being perfect she did the opposite and rebelled against everything her parents wanted her to do. it was a silent cry for attention no one seemed to notice.

♡ . she pretty much continued being this way until yihwa left and the veil over her parent eyes had been lifted and suddenly she wasn’t so invisible anymore.

♡ . she barely had time for feeling betrayed by her sister. in some twisted way she felt like yihwa left sihwa for her passion ( although their relationship had been pretty bad since long time ago )  but this thought was put aside pretty quickly as she grabbed the opportunity right in front of her. replacing yihwa but also proving that she can do better than her. 

personality ( this is me somehow trying to sum up her personality

although sihwa doesn’t appear to a particularly emotional person, her actions speak louder than words. despite, being pretty calculated when she wants to, knowing what to say and how to act in order to get what she wants, her actions are all fueled by her emotions. she had pretty much remained her vulnerable core ( which she likes to deny ), however, as she grew up she learned to hide it.

sihwa had always been pretty opinionated ( which probably disrupted the peaceful family dinners quite often ), it’s is difficult if not impossible to change her views on something. if she had formed an opinion about something or someone she won’t let anyone convince her that she is wrong ( don’t even dare to mutter that she is wrong - ). however, this is probably what also makes her loyal and if someone is on her good, side she won’t give up on them ( since her opinion rarely changes ) and rather believe her self than the opinion of some random person. 

headcanons/ additional info bcs they’re fun and i want to show how petty sihwa can get ....

- sihwa attended cheong-a art school, a prestige music school known for producing several well-know musicians. due to her stage fright, sihwa messed up her audition and several points were deducted. however, kwon yijeong made sure that no one would know about his daughter’s imperfect auditon and made sure that every video material would be deleted and that sihwa would enroll.

- sihwa had often been labelled as a gifted kid due to her acadameic performances. this led her to believe that she had to be good at everything else as well. it made her impatient and she often gets frustrated if she isn’t good at something immediately. which is also the reason she almost gave up playing the cello

- sihwa is petty. really really really petty. especially when it comes to yihwa. it was only because of her sister, that heels became an essential piece of her wardrobe so she can be taller than her sister to assert her dominance or whatever she is trying to do. although, she is naturally taller than her sister without heels, she has that irratonal fear that she might encounter yihwa when she is wearing heels but sihwa isn’t. so she has no choice but to wear heels all the time.

- sihwa owns a black cat. she called her milk because she thought she would be creative by calling her the opposite what she looks like. however, many people seemed to have thought the same. this realization is something which sometimes keeps her up at night.

- talking about her cat. at first she wanted to adopt a white cat. but when she heard that black cats are not as often adopted as other cats she felt bad for the cat bcs somehow she related it to herself and her own experiences ( rip ).

- sihwa had some kind of emo/goth/scene kid phase ( reference: pinterest board --> back then lol ). it was her own form of rebellion and in fact she managed to annoy her parents with it. rumors among the staff say that rarely any family portraits of the time sihwa went to high school exist because it was also the time she had her ‘rebellious phase’. some even claim that if there are some photographs, baek shikyung had hired a professional to photoshop a smile on yihwa’s phase as she looked pissed in every of the portrait.....

[beetlelands]

im just gonna post some of these back to back bc why not. this draft is from october 2019 and is aptly titled “ruh roh ghost lad." but this is the one where beej gets stuck as a ghost in the maitland-deetz house

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With a poof, Beetlejuice was on the roof of the Maitland-Deetz house. He groaned, opening his eyes. “Where am I?” He questioned quietly, looking around the area. He was quick to recognize his destination. “Wait what no, how did I get here? God/Satan please send me back,” he muttered to himself. He tried his best to teleport himself away, but he couldn’t go anywhere. He tried to fly away but ended up on Saturn so he was quick to fly back to the roof.

Beetlejuice sunk down to his knees, begging to god/satan- or perhaps the person who sent him there in the first place.

“Dammit!” he shouted in frustration, slamming his hand down on the tiling of the roof.

He heard the window begin to rattle as it was being opened. Muttering a string of curses to himself, Beetlejuice teleported himself to the other side of the roof, hiding. He heard the familiar voice of Barbara Maitland say “I told you there’s nothing out here honey, stop being so paranoid.” With that the window shut once more.

Beetlejuice sighed, slumping down the side of the chimney. He was trapped in the plane of the Maitland/Deetz house. The place he was killed- not that he was still salty about that or anything. He refused to believe he was a simple ghost. He was still a demon- he had to be- maybe he was just trapped.

That’s when an idea struck him- he needed to see Lydia. If she said his name three times, he could return to the living plane like before. Sure, it might be hard to get her to say his name, but the two of them were BFFFFs forever. She had to help him, it was his only choice. He needed to get out of there and Lydia was his ticket home.

Begrudgingly, Beetlejuice floated down to Lydia’s room. The blinds were closed, so he knocked on the window. When she opened the blinds, he was out of sight. He phased through the wall and took a seat at the end of the bed. Beetlejuice watched as the girl narrowed her eyes, peering out the window. “Must’ve been a bird,” she shrugged before turning around to see none other than Lawrence Beetlejuice Shoggoth.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

“Oh c’mon Lyds, I know you missed me.” Beetlejuice teased, but the girl merely rolled her eyes, giving him a stern look. “Fine, I missed you- no okay even I didn’t believe that.”

She couldn’t help but smile a little at that, “You love me, don’t try to deny it.” The demon pretended to throw up, which caused Lydia to laugh but she was quick to stop herself. She regained the same serious tone she had earlier, “You know my family isn’t going to want you here.”

“But do you?” He asked, earning a confused look in return. “Lydia, do you want me to leave?”

“I don’t know, Beej. If I say, yes will you go?” The teen asked playfully.

“Nope! But get this- I won’t leave, because I can’t.”

“Wait what?” Lydia’s smug expression fell.

“I am trapped here just like dear old Adam and Barbara. You may wonder ‘how?’ and to that I say- I don't know! But I have an idea on how I might be able to leave, and that involves you, scarecrow. I need you to say my name three times and maybe, just maybe, I can get out of here.”

“What if it doesn’t work?”

“Well then, we just have to test it to find out.”

“Beetlejuice,” the demon clenched his fists in anticipation. “Beetlejuice,” he closed his eyes, preparing himself. “Beetlejuice,” Lydia finished off, watching intently to see what would happen.

The bio-exorcist stayed quiet for a little bit before opening one eye to examine if anything had happened. Groaning, he opened his other eye. “I don’t feel any different.” He tried using his demonic powers but nothing happened, well there were a bit of sparks (which caused Lydia to giggle a little at his failure). He tried teleporting but that was to no avail. “I don’t have my demon powers. I’m… not a demon.” Lydia was understandably shocked. For as long as she knew Beetlejuice he was a demon, she couldn’t even picture him as anything else. “I’m a ghost, Lydia! A fucking ghost!” He shouted angrily, slamming his fist down on her bed post. She shushed him, causing him to take a few deep breaths, “Okay, sorry, sorry. Gotta keep quiet so the fam doesn’t find me, I know.”

Lydia scrunched her nose in disgust at the word ‘fam’ but knew that wasn’t nearly as important as what Beetlejuice just revealed about himself. “How can you no longer be a demon? Is that even possible? And you said you’re trapped here? In that case, it doesn’t matter if you’re quiet or not. It’s not like you can hide forever. Plus, maybe Adam and Barbara can help get you back to normal. Is there a way to get you back to normal? What if-”

The ex-demon placed a hand on the girl’s shoulder, causing her to look up at him. “I’ll be honest with you, I zoned out until you said Adam.”

The girl pushed his hand off her shoulder, “This is serious Beej. What if you’re trapped here forever like the Maitlands?”

“Then I’m trapped here forever with the Maitlands” he smirked.

Lydia scoffed, rolling her eyes. “There’s gotta be some reason you’re like this, and there has to be some way to get you back to the way you were.” Beetlejuice nodded in agreement. “First step to figuring this all out is to let everyone know what’s happening.”

She motioned for him to follow her. “Are you sure this is a good idea?”

“Nope but it’s all we got.” She shrugged and he copied the action.

Beetlejuice put his hand on the door before she could open it. “Okay but what if we prank them?”

“You know I’m always down to spook my family, but they’re not gonna be happy that you’re here to begin with. So we should take things easy, don’t overwhelm them, y’know?” He groaned and muttered complaints under his breath as he moved his hand from the door.

Lydia led Beetlejuice downstairs. No one was in the living room, so she loudly screamed for a family meeting.

Charles bolted into the room, Delia excitedly following him. The Maitlands sank down from the ceiling, clearly stressed by the teen’s yelling.

“I can’t believe you called a family meeting, Lydia!” Delia said cheerfully, not noticing the ex-demon standing behind Lydia.

“Get away from her” Charles commanded, glaring angrily at Beetlejuice. Sure, they didn’t leave off on a bad foot, but he was not going to let history repeat itself. Delia flinched at his shouting before seeing who he was talking to.

“Oh c’mon, Chuck. Aren’t you happy to see your son-in-law?” Beej teased, earning death glares from all of the adults in the room. “Too soon?” He asked, feigning innocence. Lydia laughed at the inappropriate joke. “See this guy gets it” Beetlejuice smiled, nudging the teen.

Delia placed a hand on Charles’ arm, a silent plea for him to remain calm. Adam placed his arm out in front of Barbara. She looked to him and he shook his head. With a sigh, she backed down, holding onto her husband’s hand for her emotional stability.

“Beetlejuice is trapped here as a ghost like Barbara and Adam.” Lydia states, breaking the tension in the room. Confusion was plastered on the adults’ features.

“How?” Adam asked slowly, hesitantly.

“Good question, really good question. However, we don’t have a really good answer.” Beetlejuice verbally danced around the answer.

“What does that mean?” Charles furrowed his eyebrows.

“He doesn’t know how this all happened.” The teen clarified with a shrug. “I thought that maybe my resident ghost parents could help us figure out what happened to him.”

Barbara narrowed her eyes at the ex-demon, not buying his act. Adam, however, smiled softly and said, “Of course we’ll help, Lydia.”

“If you’re staying here, we’re gonna need to lay down some ground rules.” Charles stated, eyes locked on Beetlejuice.

He met his eyes with an almost wicked smile, “Of course, Chuck.”

Lydia groaned dramatically, “it’s not like he can do much. He’s a ghost now, not a demon.”

“Ghosts need boundaries too” Barbara retorted.

“I think the most obvious rule is that you cannot marry Lydia again.” Delia said, earning nods from the adults in the room.

Beetlejuice groaned, “how many times do I have to say that it was a green card thing!?! Even I’m not creepy enough to actually try to marry Lydia. She’s like 3!”

“I’m almost 16, Beej.” She rolled her eyes.

“Exactly you’re 3. Now quiet down tot, the grown ups are talking.” He teased. She stuck her tongue out at him and he stuck his out at her.

“You’re not one to talk about age Beetlejuice. You may be extremely old, but you’re less mature than Lydia.” Charles spoke snidely. Both the ex-demon and his daughter seemed offended by the statement.

“Rule number two: no pranks.” Adam spoke up, trying to change the subject.

“What? That’s not fair!” Beej protested at the same time Lydia asked “Have you met us?”

“The last time you two pulled pranks, you scared people to the point that the passed out!” Barbara explained.

“Just because a couple of cowards couldn’t take a scare, doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t be able to prank. Plus, That Beautiful Sound was a whole bop and our dance sequence was phenomenal.” Beetlejuice said defensively. Everyone except for Lydia gave him a confused look.

“Please don’t take away our pranks! We’ll tone them down, I promise.” Lydia bartered, giving both sets of parents puppy dog eyes.

Adam cracked first, then Delia, then Barbara. Charles didn’t crack until, with a frown, she muttered a quiet “please dad.”

“Okay fine. Rule number two is no big pranks. Just try not to do anything that will put yourself or others into harm’s way.” Charles amended.

“Rule three: don’t physically harass us, Beetlejuice.” Barbara said, crossing her arms sternly.

“Define physically harass…” BJ said furrowing his brows.

“Don’t grope or touch either of us inappropriately, don’t kiss us, and don’t make inappropriate jokes at our expense. I’m not just gonna take it this time.” Barbara said. Maitlands 2.0!

“Fair enough, Babs. But don’t pretend you didn’t like it.” He joked, earning the most terrifying look from Barbara. “Okay okay sorry, I was just kidding.”

Adam lightly rubbed his thumb in circles on Barbara’s hand, causing her to relax and saving Beetlejuice from her wrath.

“Rule four: no lashing out. In this house we try to maintain a calming aura, all matters can be solved through (calm) communication.” Delia smiled. Beetlejuice resisted to roll his eyes.

“I’d say the final rule is to not go into anyone’s bedroom unless you’re invited in. Snooping or just disturbing the peace is highly frowned upon, so just watch yourself. If any more rules are to be added in the future, you are expected to follow them as well.” Charles concluded.

“As you wish, Chuckles.” Beej said with a posh accent, bowing dramatically. Lydia giggled at his antics, but as usual, she was the only one to appreciate his jokes.

“We will leave you to figure out how all of this happened.” Delia stated with a soft smile, she lead Charles out of the room, and motioning for Lydia to follow. Hesitantly, she did. She mouthed to BJ that she’d be back in a bit.

“I don’t believe you.” Barbara said as soon as she heard the door down the hall close.

“What? What’s there to not believe? Wouldn’t you think I’d prefer to leave than stay somewhere where I’m clearly not wanted?”

“Well you weren’t exactly wanted the first time-“ Adam started, but was cut off by the ex-demon.

“I was selfish then. Goal oriented, if you will. I just wanted to be alive! But I’ve been down that track and seems like life just wasn’t meant for me. But here we are now, and I’m trapped with my killers.”

“Lydia is the one who stabbed you with bad art.” Adam stayed matter-of-factly.

“But you convinced me I was wanted. You kissed me.” He accused Adam. “And you flirted with me.” He pointed at Barbara. “You played to my senses to emotionally manipulate me! And you think I’m here by choice?”

Barbara frowned. He had left so confidently. There didn’t seem to be any hard feelings. But here they were. “Beetlejuice, I believe that you’re stuck here. I just meant that I didn’t believe you were telling the whole truth. But I’m sorry for what we did, we just wanted what was best for Lydia and that seemed like the only option.”

Beej took a breath, remembering Delia’s dumb rule. “What do you mean by you don’t believe I’m telling the whole truth?”

“You have to know how you got here.” Barbara said.

“Okay yeah fair enough. I’m pretty sure I know how and why I’m here but not how I can leave.”

“Wh- it was just that easy?” Adam asked. “All Barbara had to do was call you out?”

“The netherworld is full of paperwork

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and again, an abrupt ending! because past me sucked <3

[polin-erospsyche]

I often find myself agreeing with your TID posts! I agree that JCM triangle is not going to be like WTJ, bc I believe that this relationship worked bc in the end CC knew that Jem would eventually have his life with Tessa. Here is different bc JCM don't have a "death sentence". I think their triangle is going to be like Clary/Simon/Jace but it's gonna be more angsty bc J and M are best friends. C may have a brief phase where she's w/Math but then she'll end up w/J after a lot of angst. lol

That’s cool! Thanks for the validation! Sorry it took me a while to answer. I started to answer on my phone before I realised that I wanted to give you a proper answer so I’m sorry if this is a bit long (actually it’s much longer than I thought it would be ooops). Also, it took me a minute to understand who was JCM and WTJ, I’m really slow 🤣 

I believe they are completely different from each other and we’ll see that in the next couple of books. We know that James and Matthew will butt head and that it won’t necessarily be about Cordelia. Honestly, I’m not surprised, when I read Chain of Gold I had a weird feeling that they were not on the same level. I felt like Matthew was more attached to James than James to Matthew. I’m not saying that James does not love Matthew, of course he does, a lot. I’m just thinking that because of the nature of their own demons James is preoccupied by being controlled by a cursed bracelet and the shadow realm and Matthew is desperately running from his own shadow, holding onto anyone who could be able to love him and James, as his parabatai, is perfect (little does Matthew know that because of the bracelet James is not able to love him fully without reservation). Once again, I’m not diminishing James’ love for Matthew, I just think that maybe it’s not as much as Mathew wants, you can totally contradict me on that. So already, from the beginning of TLH, for me, their bond is fragile. Honestly every time I was reading a passage with the both of them, I always had a weird feeling, like I was walking on egg shells and that it was a push and pull relationship, it might have only been because James was under the curse though.

Comes in Cordelia, James’ childhood friend and the girl he is in love with, although he doesn’t know it yet. Matthew falls for her or maybe he falls for the idea of her (that’s arguable). I personally think that even if he means well, he will slip at some point. From a narrative perspective it makes sense to me. You’ve got those three characters that are carefully balancing at the moment but they are at the edge of a precipice and one of them has to move to make all of them find a new state (I hope this makes sense). So, I think that at some point Matthew is either going to let it out and tell her that no, she does not need to marry someone who doesn’t love her or he’s just going to straight out kiss her. No matter how it happens I have a feeling he’s going to blame it on alcohol (I have to thank @cecilyfightwood for that). Cordelia is going to be taken aback but I don’t think she’s going to be completely against it, which is where your thought of ‘they might be together for a while’ comes in. I’ve seen people judge Daisy for maybe falling for Matthew because that just means her love for James isn’t strong enough, but I mean come on! Give the girl a break. She doesn’t know what we, as readers, know. She is persuaded that the boy she loves is in love with another and she might feel a little toyed with after what happened in the Whispering Room (although these two idiots both agreed it was just pretending, really I just want to facepalm myself repeatedly at this point). What she believes is that she’s going to have to marry someone whom she loves, who doesn’t love back and she’s going to have to see him deny his feelings every day in front of her while acting like he loves her (that’s a great storyline for us, in reality it probably feels like a personal kind of torture). So yeah, if there’s someone as kind, attentive and funny as Matthew around I’m not surprised that she’s going to try and forget about her heartbreak. However, I don’t think they’ll be together, I think they’ll toy with that line for a while. I have a feeling there might come a point where Cordelia won’t know her own feelings towards Math.

I think that James’ bracelet being taken off and his realisation of his feelings for Cordelia might come too late. He doesn’t know that Daisy loves him either, actually I reckon he probably thinks she doesn’t. And if he catches Cordelia and Matthew together (it doesn’t have to be a kiss or anything, it can just be the way they act when they are together) he might ultimately be the one to decide not to say anything and let them be happy. However, compared to Jem and Will who were never jealous of each other, we’ve seen Matthew get very jealous of James and I think we might see James try to distance himself from Matthew to better deal with his own unspoken jealousy. James believing that Cordelia likes Matthew and Matthew knowing (I think he’ll know) that Cordelia is still somewhat undecided between the two will make animosity and tension grow between them. I don’t think they’ll fight specifically about that but I think it’ll be underlying their argument. Eventually, I think Matthew will see that he does not stand a chance against James. I think Matthew will get hurt because instead of coming to terms with his own demons and learning to love himself he’ll have latched onto two people (by leaving home in Chain of Iron I have a feeling he is trying to distance himself from the people around him) who ultimately will choose each other and not him. I’d like to think that he’ll probably drink even more and then he’ll have someone shake him awake which will spur him into starting to forgive himself but not before he has a talk with Charlotte (that boy just really needs to talk to his mum not matter how impossible it might seem for him). I believe it has to get a lot worse for Matthew emotionally, before it can get better.

But yeah all of this to say that they are definitely not the same as Herongraystairs and they’re not the same as Clary/Simon/Jace either. From what I know (I’m not the best placed to talk about this) Clary chose to be with Simon to get over Jace but never actually loved Simon in this way because it was always Jace, and both Jace and Clary knew that they had feelings for each other the whole time. I don’t think Matthew is going to be used. I think that James/Cordelia/Matthew don’t know any better and ultimately whether what I say is true or not they don’t want to hurt each other, that’s not their goal and so no matter what happens the tragic thing is that none of them are to blame for whatever’s going to happen. It just eventually comes down to lack of communication, miscommunication and bad timing. Of course, if you want to blame someone Tatiana and Belial are perfect for that (I refuse to blame Grace after just one book).

Anyway, if you’ve read all of this, sorry for my long-ass answer and thanks for coming to my Ted talk. Hopefully I’ve added somethings instead of rehashing things that we already knew. And as always please let me know if you don’t agree with me and why so we can chat!

[makeupbychio]

my heart belongs to daddy // A.I

pairing : Ashton Irwin x Reader.

words : 1.5k +

summary : the after party you have with Ashton after his shirtless performance.

warnings : swearing, smut. 

a/n : all mistakes are mine bc i wrote this so fast lol. feedback is more than welcome. ALSO, let’s pretend that Ashton’s heart tattoo is in another place of his body. 

italic and bold means song lyrics.

inspired by : Ariana Grande’s cover she did for Marilyn Monroe’s song. Yeah, it was the first thing that came to my mind when i saw this picture. k’ bye.

"Hi!" you said running to hug Ashton's siblings. You just were backstage with the boys who are going to play in Fire Fight Australia. Now you found your seat and you are so happy to see again the boys families, the only one missing is Mali.

"Y/N! We missed you so much" they said hugging you. You melted at that because you and Ash were here for holidays not long ago but you missed them too. You told her that you bring them a present from LA and they are going to love it. While they are trying to have a hint from you about the present you saw a boy you have never seen before next to Ashton’s sister. And she tells you that the boy is her boyfriend and Ashton’s mom tells you in your ear that Ash has never meet him in person before, so that’s why he is acting so shy and nervous.

"Don’t worry, I’m going to help you but if you promise me that you are going to take care of my girl’s heart” you said hugging Ash’s sister. “She is a strong woman but if it is necessary I will travel here”.

“Y/N I thought you were with my brother, ya’ know for his good luck kiss he says he needs” Ashton’s brother said with a disgusted tone in the last part. You laughed because he is going through that phase of puberty but when he will understand when he falls in love.

“Maybe he wants Cal this time to kiss him” you joked. You gave Ashton his kiss but earlier, you didn’t even see what outfit he is going for today’s show. Sometimes he asks you for your opinion, or help him with his hair, etc. He is been so excited the whole day and Australia is very good for them in every way. You missed the rest too so you catch up with everyone.

When it was the guys turn to play. The host called them to go on stage and you understood why your boyfriend didn’t ask you to help him because he dared to play shirtless. It is not the first time you see him with nothing covering his toned chest but you definitely didn’t expect that.

“Are you okay Y/N?” Luke’s brother asked you stifled a scream and he’s going to make fun of you for that when later you are going to try to deny it in front of Ashton. As if it wasn’t hot enough in Sydney, your boyfriend wasn’t helping.

You got up with the rest to enjoy the show. Thanks the universe that were just five songs because you struggled watching Ashton being a whole beast playing the drums. During the show people who were and were not fan of the guys commented about how good is Ashton, his energy, his talent, his dedication, etc. You are so happy for multiple reasons. You can’t wait to tell him the kind comments you heard, that later are going to be even more in social media standing out his job. Also the happiness is because people finally is recognizing his talent. This is going to cheer up him even more since a couple of weeks before he struggled with his mental health. It makes you happy and his loved ones to see him leaving everything on stage, having a good time and better with his own self.

Reunited back with the boys, Ashton is acting like he has no idea why you are looking at him like that. "You know exactly what you did, congrats baby you were a beast" you said when you hugged him.

"Mmm I love that you enjoyed the show" he said kissing you on the lips. "It is not the first time you said that to me tho" he keeps teasing, thank God he said that in your ear.

You were interrupted by Ashton's sister introducing her boyfriend. You gave Ashton a look to not to be too hard with the boy. Later is going to mention that your brother did the same to him when you started dating. It is a brother's thing to make sure and clear things.

Everyone went to celebrate with a dinner all reunited. These people already feel like your own family. 

"Tomorrow is just you and me for a date" Ashton said when you arrived his family's house. You excused yourself to take a shower and then go to bed. Since the boys are famous, all of them bought a new big house to their families so each one has a lot of rooms, space and a big garden with pool, etc. You are talking to Ashton's siblings and giving them their presents when Ashton said he is going to fix his sister's car because his mom asked him that favor.

After a couple of hours, now it is late and everyone is sleeping. You are tired too but you want to wait for Ash. You thought that maybe he fell asleep in the couch so you put your shorts and go downstairs. But he is still in the garage fixing something in the motor's car.

He is all sweaty including his black hair and again, shirtless. You bite your lower lip at the view and get closer to him.

"Didn't know you know how to fix cars" you said.

"Well, in our first tour on the road a lot of times we had problems with the bus so everyone kinda learned" he said focused with tools and the car in front of him. "I'm almost done bae".

I just adore his asking for more, but

My heart belongs to daddy

Once he is done, he put down the hood and cleaned his dirty hands full of car oil with a towel. “I kinda miss today what we do sometimes in the dressing room” you teased referring to the pre-show sex of after show sex.

“Me too love. I felt so fucking good today, but today the whole families were there” he said. “But…” he looked at the clock in the wall, it is 3 am. ���Now we are alone” he said getting closer to you grabbing you by your waist.

Yes, my heart belongs to daddy

So I simply couldn't be bad

“I know what that smirk means” you said touching his sweaty chest. Not to act like an angel because you had sex with him in different places and positions but never near his family and you were nervous someone will go to the garage.

“Don’t worry baby” Ashton said like if he was reading your mind. He is been eager for you the whole day. He started kissing and biting your neck which made you lose your shit in one second. You throw your head back for better access for him. You rest your arms on his sweaty shoulders. Then his kisses went down your collar bone and before he went for more, he sat you down on top the hood’s car.

“Are we really going to do this on top of your sister’s car when your room is upstairs?” you said when you broke the kiss for air.

“Just if you want” he answered. And you took off your shirt exposing your bare chest. Ashton laid you down the car softly making sure not to make noise. He is on top on you and his kisses keep coming down to find your shorts. He kissed your belly and looked up to ask permission and you nod and whined that he is taking so long. 

“So yummy” he bit his lower lip when he found out you are not wearing underwear. He went down kissing your thighs and then your sex. He put his hands on your sides for balance.

After a couple of minutes of the magic his mouth was doing, you can feel the orgasm coming and your cries were louder. Ashton stopped and you looked down frustrated and found his evident bulge on his black jeans.

“I want you to come inside me” he said kissing your neck again and you saw his heart tattoo behind his ear and kissed it. Ashton knows that it is your favorite. “Ya’ know it belongs to you” he said referring to the red ink. You love when he reminds you that even when you were there when he got it. And also because you have the same but in black ink.

You kissed him on his lips and working on taking his belt off to expose his erection.

Once he aligned ready to fill you. You took his face with your hands and kissed him. “I know...” and you showed him your heart tattoo “my heart belongs to you, daddy” you said.

That my heart belongs to daddy

'Cause my daddy

He treats it

So well