#stopping the cycle i created starts now hell yeah

[reploidbuddy]

Can you be tired of your keyboard is that a thing that can happen

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Astr observations 《4》

Disclaimer: I am not an astrologer. This post is only for entertainment purposes, so whatever I have mentioned, if it is reasonates, well and good, and if it doesn't, then please take it with a grain of salt. Thankyou.

🛖 Aries in 3rd house may have a very reckless yet mature behind the scenes relationship with their siblings. They also fight a lot with their siblings for no reason. Surprisingly, this usually goes physical more than verbal. Very playful relationship. There is always a strong urge to hit the other person and irritate them to death. It gives them pleasure. When injured, you might immediately stop the fight no matter how serious it is and take care of each other. Oh, and if someone else dares to trouble any of you, hell would break loose. They can't hear anything bad about each other. In certain cases, this could also apply to mars in 3rd house.

🪵 Dirty mind, Dirty mind, Dirty, Dirty, Dirty mind~ Heard the song? Yeah it's made for those who have their personal planets or ascendant conjuct asteroid Prevert. Trust me, the dumb way to die is by sneaking a glance in their minds. You will be traumatized for the rest of your life and will never look at them the same way again. At any given moment their thoughts are always in gutter. Yeah I am calling myself out at this one. Do I care? No.

🛖 Mars in 10th house folks are really good at dancing. They dance so well.... like you can see the passion in their steps. Dancing can be one of the hobbies in their lives. These people can also be known for dancing professionally and being captivating as hell on social media.

🪵 Lilith in 7th house could indiacte having seen a lot of failed marriages in their life. This could be in their immediate family or even include their own parents. Hence these people have a really different mindset when it comes to marriages. They might even resent the idea of getting married and often question, what's the point?

🛖 Moon in 1st house are babies. Literally babies. Like they look so damn cute and adorable that I just can't help myself but give them a huge hug. They are the most genuine type of people I think because its rarely when what's on their mind is not on their faces. They look so innocent and naive (even if they are legit not.) People just wanna protect them at all costs. They bring out the maternal instinct for them from the other person naturally. But no matter what their warmth is the best comfort zone and their arms are home <3

🪵 Mars in 5th house would definitely be that uncle/aunt/cousin/sibling who spoiled small kids to death and taught them to do weird stunts and create a headache for other family members.

🛖 Transit Saturn in 1st house is really frustrating. It feels like you are doing nothing progressive for yourself and just wasting time. Your efforts go in vain and its really hard to maintain consistency. Sometimes you also realize what mistakes you are making but you find it difficult to correct them. Mental state is always fluctuating and self-confidence is very down. This mainly goes on until the very end when you realize that now you gotta be serious. But when you really do hardwork and break the cycle of laziness, it pays off. Its like an immature, careless kid suddenly becoming a responsible and serious person. Remember, our beloved saturn plays mind games with you. Its either you break free from this if you want the prize or pay the price.

🪵 The people that I have seen to be most likely get cornered, misunderstood and targeted are people having chiron in their 1st house. Its really concerning and hurtful. Because of other idiots these babies get hurt on a very deep and subconscious level. They occasionally have identity crisis and depression is their bestfriend. They try to be happy but life always seems to push something in their way.

For example, I have this relative of mine and she lost her brother a year before she got married. She thought if she starts fresh, it would help. But unfortunately turned out her in-laws were not good people. She was gravely misunderstood by everyone. Even if people knew that it was not her fault, they took great pleasure in gossiping about her, blaming her and literally named her a psycho. Which she is not ofcourse. She was just mentally fragile and instead of understanding her, supporting her, they made her more unstable for no reason.

🛖 Leo venus folks love Cats. They are an animal lover by heart and soul. They are someone who might stop their car in the middle of the road because they saw a really cute cat walking on the sidewalk. Just to go their and mingle with it while thinking, If only I could take it home....

🪵 Cancer moons in 3rd house, please, please stop imitating that baby voice just to butter me up and get your work done. You might think its cute but no, I can see through everything and its so annoying plus immature. Ofc now it doesn't apply to everyone out there but those who do, please take my advice and stop it. Usually I have noticed only underdeveloped people do this but until they realize, its too late and others already find them so annoying. Honestly Cancer moons are so smart yet sometimes they.....*sighs*

🛖 Nessus aspecting Mercury could mean that you often end up hurting people through your words or the way you communicate even when you genuinely don't mean it. These people are really misunderstood a lot of times. Also this works the other way too. For example, you get easily hurt or offended when people speak ill about you. They might just share their opinion on your new home decor but instead you would feel insulted when in reality that's not the case. Not that you would hold a grudge, it depends person to person but you will definitely not overlook that. It would just sting a lot for no reason. You will always wonder, why did she say that?

For positive aspects, this could work out well too, for instance they know exactly what to say and what not to. They can be great negotiators, entrepreneurs and social influencers. They also know how to handle people embodying nessus qualities like a troll or opposition hell bent on creating trouble. Hard aspect people will slowly learn to overcome their problems in communication with time and experience.

🪵 Mars opposite MC screams suppressed anger. The thick tension between their anger and self-image is unbelievable. They don't like to get angry in public. They often gulp down their anger to the last extent because they don't want their reputation to get spoiled because of it. Sometimes its automatic they wanna get angry at someone but end up swallowing it anyway. But please don't test their patience. They might just explode unexpected at any time like a nuclear bomb and destroy everything within their range, not caring about their public image whatsoever.

🛖 Lilith in first house/Conjuct Ascendant are the infamous bad examples of the family while Lilith opposite Ascendant are the good examples with secrets darker than nightsky- always holding their sanity with a single string. Ironically, both are siblings, two sides of the same coin.

🪵 Remember, in one of my posts, I said that I don't relate with Aquarius rising and their unique fashion sense? Well, guys, I finally cracked the mystery! It's not our fashion sense that's unique. It's us. We are the aliens. Ok, that was a bad joke. But really, for example, a few months back, I wore a very pretty dress at my cousin's wedding. And istg people were looking at me like I was an alien, like I wore something totally out of the blue. As if It was not something improper or overdressed but very different than what everyone was wearing, which, of course, was not the case.

Now the funny thing is, if it was someone else wearing the same dress, I don't think anyone would've said anything about it. And voila! It happened. A few days back, I attended a family function, and I saw a girl wearing the same dress in different color and design. And fr nobody uttered a word. Those same people overlooked her as if it was totally normal. As if they didn't just make me talk of the town for a whole week because of that dress. So yeah, finally figured out, it's me, I am the problem.

🛖 Its not always true when they say Earth Mars people are calm and collected. I mean they are but suppose you have a virgo mars but you also have a Leo or Aries or Sagittarius stelium, your Virgo mars will be crying in the corner while that fire stellium will create a havoc and burn down the whole world in matter of some seconds.

🪵 North node in 11th house people are so likable. They are that one friend who knows the entire school and vice versa. So many connections and so many new friends. They just keep making connections left and right no matter where they go. People like to be in their contact. This gives me 'popular girl' vibe.

🛖 You sneaky little thing, you think no one knows how much you love reading smut? Yeah you, I am talking to you, Scorpio Jupiter/3rd house. Look me in the eye, I dare you to deny this.

🪵 Mercury conjuct Mars.... man, they literally spit fire when they talk. Can't win any argument against them. Ngl, I told my friend that I would leave her if she doesn't keep her hands off me special mention to her love language that is playfully hitting me at any possible situation. She just laughed and said, "Go, nobody would take you." Me: Cries silently. Her: I know baby truth hurts. Lemme give you a hug.

🛖 If you have no positive aspect to sun in your natal chart, it might be possible that people don't like your personality much. They think you are too egoistical or full of yourself. They might also backbitch about you a lot. Now this is just what I have observed so far. So it may not reasonate with everyone.

🪵 People with Sun conjuct Ascendant make very great leaders. They have a king/queen Aura surrounding them. And when they speak or share their opinion, people actually listen and take them seriously. When they walk in a room, they make sure everyone knows who has the authority.

[gomzdrawfr]

want to join the fandom cause it seems fun seeing fanarts and you and others interacting but I don't know how...and with the whole ai thing im scared...

my advice: just do it

really! sometimes all you really need is a leap of faith, and that was exactly how I dropped into the cod fandom. When I joined the ghoap discord server I talked to one of the artist I really like and respected from my lurking time (hi @bressynonym) aaaand the rest is history

I didnt know how to draw properly, nor digitally, all I did was scribbling on OneNote (yeah!) and rambled about cod characters, it is daunting and it is scary to interact but after a while? you may just be able to find someone to brainrot together with

start small, like commenting, reblogging, talking, chatting- doesn't have to be towards artist/writers, it could be the art/fic enjoyers!

you need to put yourself out there if you want something

as to if you want to start in the fandom as a creator, here's some more tips (which are all based on my experience, I am no pro at doing this, hell Im still learning myself, and I am by no means speaking these on behalf on others!)

establish a goal: what are you making? fandom based? original creations?

as with starting new, everything may take a while for stuff to happen, you'll feel like you're speaking to the void at times (esp with original arts, but do know that your stuff do get perceive by others as time goes, I would advise to draw fandom stuff as a beginning to get that boost going if you want! or else it's going to be quite hard to get things rolling)

imo this is hardest part of any new creator, you'll have to bear with it and try not to give up (but I understand how incredibly demotivating it could get, there were times when I stopped posting about Raven entirely, but eventually I post it anyway cuz surely someone out there will like them, it just takes a lot of patiences and perseverance)

btw, engagement can also vary from time to time, you may be booming for a bit, then suddenly you dont, it is a cycle that will bound to happen

take rest regularly, and I mean a break from social media because numbers, discourse and everything can get to you, very quickly (I cannot emphasise this enough)

the numbers are not worth it over your mental health (comes with practice to really solidify this thought)

study the algorithm (pain): see what other creators are doing to get where they are, what tags are they using in their post? what features/niche do people like?(this is, if you really want to grab some form of engagement, bcuz reminder in the end you are creating art for yourself first!)

example: I think posts would get more reach if you tag it with the ship name first, followed by the characters' name (doesn't work all the time tho)

that's the thing about algorithm, it is ever-changing, and you'll have to learn to adapt with it when it does!

expanding on that, studying algorithm could be about ships (for example, ghostsoap is most popular in the fandom), or really good rendered art/flashed out fic that leaves your jaw on the floor, or ships that gets lesser attention in general which puts you, who make content about them, easier to be brought into the light (like Faralex)

bUT, it can also be personality!

(again, not saying this is meant for everyone and strictly from my own experience + what I observe) for me, I made up the lack of my art by establishing a personality: a wild panda who yaps about price and their oc and also kinda everywhere in the place (just like this post LOL), OR you're the person who named themselves after Soap's ash particle number OR you're the one who likes bottom Ghost- literally anything goes, you want to make an impression in different ways, some more funny/goofier than others but it works (be mindful and stay respectful tho, dont wanna be the asshole in the fandom now do ya?)

efforts ≠ engagement (not all the time, but most time) and this is a fact. Sometimes, you can't expect a piece you did for 10+ hours to get thousands views and likes, especially in a fandom space. You need to understand algorithm is that wonky. (very disheartening, but again, you make the art for you and the few others who genuinely likes them, and those people can go a long way) be mentally prepared for such events, and try not to beat yourself up too much for it

ultimately tho, do it, do it scared but do it anyways and again, draw the things that bring you joy, I hope these could be helpful in some ways!

[halfusek]

man. batdr archives. what

i hate them

sorry im gonna go full on hater mode here because oh my god? oh my god

i’ve got a sneaking suspicion that this came out now as damage control for the AI thing because 1. it wasn’t included in the game all along like BATIM’s archives were and 2. this tweet

like was it thrown together in such a rush that they forgot a whole ass character?

or it is a joke and was a planned action half a year after the game came out but eh who knows

either way this is not what i’m here to rant about (cuz im sure this is gonna turn to a rant)

it’s about bad writing, bad exposition and bad game design. buckle up!

i see what they mean with the smile being a challenge to create, you can see in countless animations for fansongs how different artists tackled that and for one i think they did that very well

however. why the clothes exactly? is it just a meta reason with no reasoning in-universe whatsoever?

and look i’m not a fan of the ink demon having a voice (though i respect the craft behind it, the voice actor is very talented, it’s just a personal preference) BUT if you made the ink demon talk you should by logical extension either make toon bendy talk as well or explain why the hell he’s talking? i can see it being distracting but there are characters that have squeaky annoying voices in games and they’re fine (and it’s not like toon bendy is around the player for a super long time)

i dunno what logic this whole thing operates on anymore but if joey commissioned the ink machine then it should be his and arch gate got all his shit after he passed away so idk what retrieve is supposed to mean here

but it could just be badly written sentences and the archive is full of those (once again making me think that the thing was done in a rush)

that’s fair i guess

yall did make him look like a generic demon tho

i mean... it could be worse? if the goal was to make him look out of place then it was achieved but idk if it’s actually a good thing

i do like the bit about Wilson influencing how things look under him being in control of the cycle (though they have a very silly definition about what the cycle is but more about that later)

dude. the beast bendy design was already bad in BATIM and they made it even worse in BATDR like what TToTT

its just an angry mountain of muscles, the batim design at least had that leg injury thing going on which made moving with front arms make more sense, this dude right here is just a big inky gorilla (and not in a good way)

playing as the final form in on itself isnt a bad idea, does sound quite fun, personally tho i did not enjoy the very ending on the game

i dunno it just felt weird and all the other characters randomly appearing and the lost ones attacking being so awkward and ink demon acting as if they could kill you... nah man i wasn’t feeling it

okay so lets get this straight

cycle = a series of events that repeat

breaking the cycle would mean doing something different and stopping the cycle from continuing (so what... wilson was doing actually)

saying that making it restart again is what breaking it means is just??? no?

“satisfying face reveal” welp. each to their own XD

i see their purpose theme and thats neat and all but man do i hate how henry in this game is just. there and how some stranger is the person helping him get out of his horrible fate like its sooooooo unsatisfying

yeah she got more personality ill give her that

but she’s not a beacon of hope. she’s a beacon of tearing away the satisfaction of defeating a villain that we as the player worked hard towards

and uh... isn’t getting thrown into a horrible dimension full of monsters that audrey isn’t familiar with and is supposed to be freaked out about a bad moment to introduce a familiar face? like from a writing perspective, because it happens nearly instantly as chapter one starts

shouldn’t audrey be unmotivated then and struggling to figure out the world on her own? the player should also be haunted at this world, like it’s a horror game bestie ! don’t make me comfortable

well glad to hear the confirmation on that batds is happening in pararel to batdr

but his involvement in the main story is honestly such a nothing burger

is he there just so you can put batdr on the “can you pet the dog” site?

oh ok so what you’re basically putting down here is that he’s a boring perfect extremely rich guy, wasn’t even a bad father, completely stripping wilson’s arc of depth, cool, was afraid there would be something of substance powering the backbone of the plot of this game

and saying that both joey and wilson are worse people because theyre cringefail at business XDDDDDDDDDDD

ok here is something that im glad they addressed because ive been wondering about it - how audrey forgot that joey was her dad and how did she end up working at arch gate then

i suppose it implies that there’s something we might still learn/theorize about it, like for example if it was the machine drawing her in or gent wanting to get the machine back and manipulating things into place from behind the scenes

i really wonder how you can enter in and out the ink realm unnaturally but good to mention why he looks like that if he’s supposed to be nathan’s son

you cant just say that a character was important to the story, its not gonna happen from words

how is she important exactly? she just talks and uh.. helps audrey make the drink that makes you fall asleep? man that section of the game was Weird

i do want to like her, she seems nice and there could be interesting things to her backstory but as for the plot she really didn’t do much, sorry, betty

if you wanna say that pushing the plot forward by giving audrey that drink and then alice appearing outta nowhere and kidnapping here is a good big contribution then idk what to tell you... its such a bad way to make the plot progress, it was so confusing because characters were behaving as in forced to do Things to Progress the Plot (especially Audrey drinking that thing at all like seriously girl?? and Alice appearing comically at the last sip like wooooooow are you for real)

ah. so they were attempting a redemption arc

[saying this he didn’t threw aside the large rock. he was right to be holding the large rock]

this sucks man! what did joey help correct exactly? created more ink people to suffer eternally? wow, dude, thanks

also lmao what learned from his mistakes, did you HEAR his dialogue at the end of batim?? (an audrey can be heard right after that scene as well so isnt his whole change of heart supposed to be happening around here + allison has already been added to the squad)

it’s just... it’s just such bullshit man

you can make us like joey as a character but don’t you fucking dare make us like him as a person

bad. just bad

(aaaaaand this is the part that made me realize i wish the archives just. weren’t added! wow! i’m even surprised with myself with how much I Don’t Like them)

WHAT flaws??? hello??? please give it a big thinking and tell me what flaws does Audrey have im shaking and crying

also is her “deep dark past” supposed to just be like bEINg JoEY DRewS DAUghtER OOOoooOOo? lmao. wow so dark wow so deep

i dont know why this story needed a fresh pair of eyes because the story is that audrey is joeys daughter and that wilson is nathan archs son and that bendy is bendy. wow so deep so dark and complicated!!!!!!!11!!111

also whats the point of fresh eyes if you welcome us with familiar faces?

also sorry to break this to you but its not hard to stand out from the kinda cast that is presented to us in this game. sorry i cant decide if i care more about audrey or random employee number 24 with a random problem that i have 0 reason or time to get attached to. i seriously cant decide

suuuure we were so muddled xD oh you got us so good you sneaky little cheeky little quirky little

cant fucking believe we almost had a proper nathan arch jr and a secret one eyed villain that there was so much hype about and theories that they obviously tried to deliever here

its speculative but. knowing that they take inspiration from fan theories - they admitted to it and ex employees said so, i think we would have to be in some serious denial to think that @lucky-dreamfisher​‘s one-eyed bendy theory wasn’t meant to be represented here with wilson’s character

ALSO THIS NARRATIVE. THIS NARRATIVE HAS ZERO- NO, NEGATIVE AMOUNT OF COMPLEXITY

GOD

this story makes so much LESS sense based on what you said! aaaaaaaa we were so close to greatness

what is so wrong with not resetting the cycle then?

not that im a fan of how wilson was approaching things, he very clearly wanted to make himself the ruler of this realm and have power over everyone but sounds like that sure beats living under ink demons reign?

but also idk if this is entirely true like in batim chapter 5 we can see that lost ones were capable of making that lost harbour and sammy is later mentioned to have mastered a special ability too so??

i wish we learned more about the pit because it sounds quite interesting and we were working hard towards getting there and finally didnt get to see it at all (a shame! very unrewarding to the player)

im not gonna comment on reverting here cuz its a serious mental thing im not knowledgable about

i haaaate this

you... this is not how exposition is done!

show don’t tell?? how about SHOW don’t TELL??

what in the goddamn. you can’t just pull that outta your ass and say yep. this is how it is. bro. dude.

im referring here to the ink machine bit, the previous sentences can actually be seen in the story

but the design does not reflect what is written here

and they are doing so much of that in these archives, this telling of the story in a place that is not meant for telling of the story, you do that IN the STORY. rarghrgrh

surprise i found another nice thing: confirmation on that alice was the one who mutilated the butcher gang, cuz i dont think that was ever confirmed before but at least you can find implications of that in the game so its fine to outright confirm that here, good job about that

i dont know what theyre on about carley, she doesnt really look like that to me and ive looked at her model in the archives, in the files and at peoples renders of her and i just dont see it

but i guess it might mean it was like a suit that someone got stuck in- FNAF?!>!!>!?

no way. no fucking way

we got robbed what ToT

he was removed in favour of WHAT???? AMOK????

dude there ill be real. there’s barely anything that is worth keeping there instead of having him play a bigger role

and im not even that big on sammys character! hes one of my least liked characters personally even! but at least there is something more to him and just man after 5 years you could have given him more than just a dumb wilhelm scream joke, that almost feels like a spat in the face lmao

thanks for again confirming something though with that flow thing, as we noticed sammy uses gaps in the wall in batim chapter 2 to travel around the place

why not have him teach audrey the flow ability? imagine how could that would have been

im just baffled this exist but sammy apparently had to be cut out

lol

lmao

moving on

my brother in christ why are you making it a mystery if she will appear, she literally appeared in every game so far with quite major roles

also... what layers? sure in batim with her story (susie’s story) there sure been some layers, susie’s story in batim is probably aside from joey’s story the deepest character arc they got

but alice in batdr? she’s there to play a stupid game she set herself up to lose, get mad at that (eh?) shoot you and die

what layers, really

gender

but also idk i found the fight annoying and random, you could throw it out and not much of value would be lost, put sammy back in

YOU MADE HIM NOTHING

YOU TOOK A PERFECTLY FINE ENEMY AND GAVE IT ANXIETY THATS WHAT YOU DID /j /ref

idk if id describe the ink demon as putting the player on edge because he doesnt actually roam the place

you see a grey overlay on your screen and you need to hide or you die... which gets tiring fast and annoying

you totally could still have lurker (even if just restricted to some areas) as a free roaming monster

and the unlikely ally thing is just so bland like yeah he’s there, we know nothing about him aside from that he eats hearts, incredibly charming fella 

not thrilled by his design either but that issue i already had with the first trailer but i guess they just sticked with that

bendy devs not use mental illnesses as derogatory terms challenge

i like the crab boy design, he’s sillay

bro forgot a texture tho

so yeah not. happy with the archives

sorry if im like overly negative but ive honestly tried to give this sequel (because despite what they were saying it IS undoubtedly a sequel) my best assumptions and it turns out its nearly all the worst assumptions

its annoying, im annoyed

they should hire a writer to help them get this mess together, maybe get adrienne in on it, i dunno, because clearly if they need to be specific and not leaving things open like in batim, then they arent managing very well

they even fucking killed harold

[princess-of-the-corner]

So, I THINK this could be tagged as Princess Bee, or adjacent, this is mostly me feeling this out on the Miracuclass and attached jobs they’ll have as adults? Tell me how you think it sounds, and if any are WILDLY out of place, I guess.

Marinette - Designer. Has mostly taken over the Agreste brand, and redone it as MDC Designs. While still doing a lot of work herself, she is much better at delegating her time than Gabriel was, so can spend more time with her family.

Adrien - yeah, this one’s a little weird, cause I can sort of see him doing … . just about anything? Keep doing modelling? Sure. Take over Marinette’s parents bakery? Why not. Be a House Spouse? Absolutely! Voice actor, stage manager, set designer- Hell, go really out of left field and be, like, an astrophysicist? Go right ahead! Just … the only thing I can think of, is whatever Adrien does? It NEEDS flexible hours. He is NOT turning into his old man, he needs there to be plentiful family and friends time!

Alya - no brainer, she’s a reporter! Probably taken over from Nadja Chamack as the face of Paris’s news cycle. Or, I could also see her going mostly self-employed, get a bit more freedom in her reporting, but that one would depend, I think.

Nino - couple of things, really. I can see him being a movie producer or director, but I could also see him working in movies as a sound designer. The guy who does sound effects, or creates the sounds needed for a film. Either way, I can see him DJing in his off time. That’s his hobby.

Sabrina - future Mayor of Paris! I weirdly see her as, like, starting going into forensics or criminal law. She didn’t start OUT going for politics, but. Well, shit happened with her dad when she started dating Luka, one thing leads to another, and boom, youngest elected mayor in over two hundred years. She’s damn good at her job, too.

Luka - cause I mentioned him above, he and the band are still doing Kitty Section, but it’s kind of taken a back seat to the whole, ya know, Families they have now. They still make music, still put out new songs, or record covers, might do a local show, but they Don’t tour or anything. Luka himself, I can see as either a local music teacher, some kind of instrument maker, or even the owner of a small record label. Guess it depends.

Juleka - apart from Kitty Section, I can see her still being a model, but she might have stopped to try other things. I can also see her being a photographer, or also a kind of music teacher. Or maybe she and Luka co-manage that little record label, who knows?

Rose - so, Rose is interesting, cause besides Kitty Section, there are there jobs in my head I can see her as REALLY CLEARLY. Either flower shop owner OR Doctor OR head of a charity organization. Not sure what exactly the charity would be, or what kind of doctor, but I can see her as each of these really clearly.

Ivan - besides Kitty Section, weirdly the only thing I can really see Ivan as is a teacher? Not sure why, but like. He just radiates Papa Bear energy? He’s a big hit with younger kids, they just climb all over him, but they will always listen when he talks.

Mylene - I’m thinking stage actress? Like, she still does activism and stuff, but I see her really getting into stage plays, they weirdly are better for her stage fright than recorded shows.

Kim - Olympic swimmer. Or, maybe sport hopper Olympic Athlete? Anyway, he wins a few gold medals, then decides to settle down a little, ends up as a PE teacher.

Max - Game designer. Like, also inventor, he keeps creating new software and hardware to run the games he wants, and people keep trying to get him to be the next Microsoft, and he’s like “Fuck no, I’m making Legend Of Zelda:No Fate, Special Edition, now it comes in VR Chamber version!”

Alix - I … honestly don’t really know. I think she might try professional skater for a year or two, win some competitions. Maybe she eventually starts working at the museum with her brother? But she’s also the only one with a working Miraculous, she might be doing something with that …

Nathaniel - a graphic artist, mostly working on his own comics, but will do commissions for people. Self-employed.

Marc - writer, mostly works on Comics with Nath, but has also published a few short stories, maybe a novel or two. Self-employed.

Kagami - probably a champion fencer, Olympic gold winning even. Rest of the time, might coach a few fencing classes, or work on her art. Might have done a few collabs with Nathaniel, or drawn a few covers for Marc’s books.

Felix - Either ALSO works as a stage actor, OR owns his own studio to make whatever movie or play he wants. Probably employs many of his friends.

Chloé - Off being a kickass lawyer. If she hadn’t gone into law, might have become a realtor.

Zoé - I know actor is popular, but I could see her being a detective, or private investigator. She’s very popular, because she gets great results! … despite the fact she’s always quite put out that the culprit wasn’t a vampire or a ghoul or something.

Lila - if you want to get extremely technical, she’s a freelance writer. That’s what she tells people she does, jets around and writes stories. And she has published a few books, mostly mysteries. But of course, her actual way of getting money is using the Butterfly to con people. She’s even moonlighted as a masked thief a few times. Though she might be looking to shift careers, after a certain news report from Paris goes live … 

BONUS:

Aurore & Mirelle - Weather girls, right? Nope, those two are storm chasers! After growing up in Paris at the height of Hawk Moth? They MIGHT have turned into adrenaline junkies. They go around the world, chasing storms, working out the science, and reporting about it on cite to various agencies. They even had their wedding near a tornado! Everyone is VERY happy for them, but also thinks they’re nuts! (They do not, as of me writing this, have kids, because I can see that being the thing that makes them decide “Ya know, we should probably stop chasing hurricanes if we want children.”)

Mme. Bustier - Now the Principal of Dupont.

Nathalie & Emilie - professional grandmas! In all seriousness, Emilie probably helps manage Felix’s studio, while I headcanon Nathalie never really recovers from being Damaged by the Peacock. Like, she’s ok! She’s healthy, and isn’t in danger of falling into a coma! But the damage had physical effects that, for whatever reason, didn’t hit Emilie as hard, but did stick around for Nathalie. Like, she gets short of breath easily, needs more rest than others, I kind of see her with a cane? She’s doing alright, but isn’t up to running any marathons. So Nathalie is enjoying a pleasant retirement. Maybe she works at the museum now, she did used to be a grave robber - “the only difference between a grave robber and an archeologist is one has permission!”

Chester Fester - uh, on paper, he’s a cook, but he keeps getting fired for allowing pests into his workplaces. Then he met Lila, and now I guess if you want to get technical, he’s her personal chef? He does most of the cooking, cause Lila CANNOT cook to save her life, so Chester tries to make sure she’s eating healthy. He also helps out with her schemes, and such, though, so, maybe general housekeeper? Butler? Not really important, I guess, unless he needs one of those to put on his taxes.

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Okay so like. My notes are mostly gonna be ‘hell yeah hell yeah hell yeah’ because I know I have like. Somewhere in the tag I listed jobs and yeah this is! This is basically it! But let’s go a bit more! In-Depth since we can!

Marinette - Designer baby! It was her dream in the first place and she kinda. Low-key yoinks all of Gabriel’s industry? Like he dies ofc and his fashion company goes to Emilie and Adrien but they’re.... Not really into it? Emilie is fine running the company stuff, but she’s not a designer. Adrien’s decent at the company stuff but also isn’t a designer and really isn’t into Business. They do keep what they can going but when Mari starts making a name for herself, enough that she feels she got the fame on her own terms, she takes over the stuff that’s still running and gets the industry contacts and such.

Adrien - Honestly I think he rolls with having so many options. Mainly stay at home dad, especially when the kids are little. But if Mari asks him to model something, he will. Tom and Sabine need an extra hand in the bakery for a big order/catering? On the job! Get told ‘hey we have a character in a movie your voice would fit?’ sure he’ll come help out!

Alya - hell yeah a reporter! I did debate on if she’d still do more written journalism, but she does like the camera type so yeah taking over for Nadja makes sense!

Nino - Yeah director! He does the sound and such too on his movies. Very much a jack of all trades in that he can step in when he can’t get across to the crew his ideas. (not like in a pretensious way just genuinely ‘idk how to describe this so hand me the wheel’)

Sabrina - I love the Mayor!Sabrina idea so much lmao. Like yeah I think she would’ve been into law more on the ‘well my dad’s a cop and he thinks I’d be good at it’ but then.... yeah between the tensions between him and the Couffaines and then Sabrina learning to think more for herself and some encouragement from others and various circumstances she ends up runnign for mayor. And wins!

Luka - Yeah his main thing is still Kitty Section and yeah no tours. They’re starting to get a little back into the idea of short tours now that the kids are a little older and able to like. Handle themselves for a weekend trip. But yeah shows have to be local like that instead of hopping over to like austraila or some shit.

Rose - mm! I like the doctor one! She’d def work with kids. The charity stuff can kinda be like a side thing of just. Heavily supporting and using her platform of Kitty Section to advertise the charities she supports!

Ivan - this was actually suggested within this AU but he gets to be a music teacher! On top of Kitty Section ofc. But yeah he looks scary but is so soft with his students!

Mylene - Yes! Actress! She gets over a lot of her stagefright(or at least has made it managable) and can be on stage! She does some movies too, but she very much prefers stage acting to film acting!

Kim - Olympic swimmer turned gym teacher? Hell yeah.

Max - 100% game designer. Beautiful.

Alix - honestly I like her working at the museum! She def liked that sort of thing even before she got time travel. Def has a roller derby hobby though.

Nath and Marc - yeah they absolutely still make comics together!

Kagami - olympic fencer! hell yes! And yeah I’d see her being a fencing instructor in the downtime. She def brings Adrien in for a ‘real match’ to spook her students though.

Felix - mm! opens a branch of Graham Films in Paris to make movies there! Works a lot with Nino and Zoé.

Zoé - tbh I love her being the actress but where canon just. Yoinked that from mylene I’m making their differences re: stage v film. So Zoé is more into film than stage. I do like the PI thing though, but maybe in another universe.

Lila - my girl is out here committing crimes! But yeah she’s done various cons. She has /some/ morality so her cons and thefts are usually a little Leverage-esque in that her target has it coming, but def more for profit.

Aurore & Mireille - Ha! I love that! I will note one thing on the like. I actually don’t ship them? Like in theory I like the ship and I’m not like ‘ugh’ when I see it. But usually I have Aurore is gay but Mireille is unfortunately straight. 

Bustier - Ye! She’s principal now! Since I’m nice to her in this AU I like. Rewrite everything that went down with her in Season 5 so she’s not ya know fuckin awful at her job. So her being principal is a good thing!

Chester - once again I love him. But yeah ‘officially’ he’s Lila’s personal assistant but he’s just rolling with whatever con she’s doing.

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Ch. 94 // Weren't You Happy? // Day 68

Contents (Warnings): Happy? (Angst, slight blood mention, character and monster info as always). Read full chapter on A03

Wordcount: 3,000+

Song I correlate to this Chapter: None Yet

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Drake

His thoughts that went on all night were interrupted by Lynette stirring awake. Her sound quickened realizing that everything that had happened wasn't a dream and she was trapped with him in a cell. There was little to no light within—Drake could only see because of his species. 

He wouldn't suppose she could. 

"D-drake." Her shaken voice called for reassurance, looking in his direction but too afraid to physically reach out for it. 

He hadn't moved his back from the corner. "Yeah..." The ease of her relief did nothing to calm his nerves. 

His anger festered and bubbled like flesh in frying oil. I should have fought like hell. I should have died trying to do something. Drake gave in for her sake more than his. 

Lynette was innocent. 

"Are you still hurt?"

"Physically, no." He felt the words expelling from his mouth. "I let this maniac catch us. He somehow was able to perfectly imitate Ace, and now I'm stuck as his damn merchandise, and he's keeping you here as a hostage and for me to drink from. This whole situation is-" Drake wanted to yell. "If I ever get the fucking chance, I'm going to rip his smug head from his body."

When Lynette's heart rate spiked, he noticed the guttural growl in his vocal cords. He wasn't going to apologize for what he said. He meant it. 

It created silence between them. Usually, it was something Drake enjoyed. At the moment, it felt heavier, like his torn clothes, hair, limbs, and even the air pulled him to the ground. 

"I'm just glad you're not alone," Lynette said. His ears felt the honesty past her fear. 

Drake winced—he thought the same. "You shouldn't have gotten involved." 

"Neither should you have."

Yet I did.

An encroaching heartbeat made his fangs tense together. It's that girl. He heard Victoria through the others whom he listened to all night.

It made Andras's words flood his mind.

"However, starting tomorrow, you and your battery will be getting your work cut out for you. I expect you to have at least five to ten clients daily." [...] "Until you make up for all that precious time I lost not having you."

I can't do that. I'll go insane. It's only midnight. Drake masked his panic with anger. His eyes darted across the room to Lynette. He barely pulled back yesterday. He couldn't imagine it being a repetitive cycle.

"If either of you," Victoria said with a slight irritation, "move in a way I don't like, I'm covering your 'home' in fire." She gestured to the cells she stepped in front of it. "And I only think one of you guys will survive being a crisp."

He could feel Lynette's frustration. They both remained still as Victoria opened the gates and walked in. Drake contained his reflexes. He knew Andras had little purpose for Lynette, so Victoria's threat wasn't a bluff. 

Her boots thumped with each step. 

"Turn around." She ordered. 

He did so. 

She roughly snapped them shut and made sure he was held with his arms behind himself. He pulled at the dampeners, much like their cell. They drained the user of energy when they used magic. 

Given my defect, I'll probably be close to dying, if not dead. 

"Open your mouth." She instructed next.

Drake hesitated. He didn't want to feel the metal tendrils dig and squirm inside his mouth and throat again. Damn it. She moved the slightly luminescent metal piece closer.

"That hurts him," Lynette whispered. 

Don't be stupid. Drake knew she'd move. It was something he knew Lynette shared with a particular friend of his. The need to meddle. 

"LYNETTE." Drake snarled viciously. 

Victoria didn't seem to care since Lynette's movement was stopped. 

She put the item to Drake, and it activated. It broke into the tendrils and wrapped around the inside, clinging and tearing anything it could: teeth, flesh, even in the back of his throat. It barely left him enough room to breathe.

Victoria then flipped him around and made him march out of the cage, leaving the cell and Lynette behind. 

...

His mind tugged back and forth between his yearning for blood and logical thought—his instincts were winning. 

The promise of clarity after drinking blood tempted him as his energy dipped dangerously toward less functional levels. He balanced on the cusp of going rabid and making anyone his meal if he could. 

Until he was brought into the office. 

Andras sat on the front of his desk, facing the door where Drake entered. He seemed to be reading over some odd book missing its cover. 

As he glanced up, Andras put down his book and approached Drake. "You look in a lot better shape than before. Glad to see you're playing your role better." 

Drake's muscles started to flex with anticipation to end him.

Andras put his hand up and out to Drake's face. He got the part of the bar that had forced his jaw open and tore it out, tendrils and all. 

His bloody mouth soon healed, and he stared at Andras as it did. The tendrils shook themselves off and returned to the shape of a bar. "Since Drake has another client in two hours, why don't you go downstairs and get-" He scanned over Terrance, who still held Drake's arms. "On second thought, can you retrieve Zetsu to do it instead? He should be assisting a client a few doors down."

Terrance let Drake go, leaving him alone in the room with Andras.

"I hope one of these days I don't forget that Terrance eats humans," Andras muttered.

Without sparing another moment, Drake twisted his head and pushed himself to Andras so he could bite into him. 

...

Lynette

It wasn't a time for self-pity.

Not that I could focus on that. My mind was too busy running what happened hours ago, like reruns of a Christmas special. He couldn't have...he didn't even think twice.

I perked up at every noise and little shuffle. I assumed it might be someone bringing Drake back. 

I can't even remember what happened when he attacked me. The whole thing seemed to blur when I tried to think about it. 

I hope they bring him back. 

I didn't want to imagine Andras eating Drake the same way. He went through all that effort. He wouldn't kill Drake just like that. I chose to believe that. 

The faint ding from the elevator caught my attention. I used the wall to bring myself up. What's the point of getting up? I still did so. 

I can't do anything. This is different than with Claudia. I'm not going to get lucky for being reckless.

I softly took another breath and heard a voice beyond the bars.

"I'm sorry."

That's not Drake, Andras, or Victoria. Their sound was far too timid, almost like they held tears welling up in their eyes.

"Zetsu?"

I didn't receive a response right away, just the creak of the cell door. "Andras sent me to get you," he muttered.

"You don't sound like you want to do this," I replied. I followed his blob in the darkness. I couldn't fully discern it. 

He struggled to speak. "You seem nice."

I can't imagine how he feels. "And you don't seem bad either." Should I really think like this? He's working for them or was somehow.

He approached. I kept myself in place. He stood over me, and his fingers gently touched my shoulder. He was guiding me out of the cell. We walked down the corridor amidst murmurs from the others trapped in theirs. 

"I don't know what I want. I wanted to be free of him for so long. I thought it'd make me free..." His fingers dug slightly into my shoulder. I flinched. "I didn't even want Osiris to die. I just wanted him to stop."

All I knew was that Osiris worked with Andras to do this. There were undoubtedly countless others that Osiris might have tricked or forced into doing what he wanted.

'I just wanted him to stop.' What he said reintroduced a painful memory. "You didn't do it to him. Andras did." I said, through hurt breathes. It had been so many years, and my guilt, though settled, never truly left.

"I should have died, not him."

"No." I said sharply. I grabbed his hand. I don't know what he's done. Whether he's good or bad. He might be manipulating me. We're in trouble, so why do I care.

We neared the elevator. He wouldn't gain anything by saying this. Andras has us both. 

"You should find a way to leave," I said when we reached the elevator doors. It's what I wanted. I wanted to leave safe and sound with Drake. Yet...I can't leave these people down here. If we did escape, he'd relocate, right? Would they be able to find them? I can't even call Wicks. Can Wicks even find me? I didn't want him to. I don't want him to die trying to help me. 

Zetsu stirred me from my thoughts. "I can't." He put his hand on my back again.

The elevator door opened and blinded me. It was as if I were engaged in a staring match with the sun. It took thirty more seconds for my eyes to fully readjust, and I saw my reflection staring back at me. My clothes were slightly bloodied near my neck, my hair a frizzled mess of curls, and my face was dirtied from being on the ground. 

It'll only get worse. 

I attempted to fix what I could and glanced at the looming, scared figure. "You have more of a chance than me." The honesty tasted bitter. "Take it."

His stared at the floor, his words left without emotion. "I don't have enough power to leave alone."

...

Drake

He couldn't buck Andras off. The dealer sat on his back like he was a bench. He couldn't do anything but argue, until his senses made him tune in on the heartbeat, hers. It came closer, rising from the elevator shaft toward them.

And then his eyes locked onto her, he could feel his body pull toward her. He also saw Lynette react as well, unlike his initial eyes that never left her, she went out toward them.

Andras leaned forward, "don't worry, he's fine." Andras's hand patted Drake's head. "Don't be so hostile, you did this to yourself."

Drake snapped his head back and Andras smiled, "Get the hell off me."

"You don't want her to know do you?"

"That you made me believe in your lies?!" Drake painfully twisted his wrists, he wanted to break out form his shackles.

Andras worked up a chuckle, "those 'lies' made you happy though, didn't they?" He said. "You wanted to be be looked at like everyone else." He moved his hand by Drake's mouth, he snapped at it, Andras moved it away in time.

"But they only looked at you with pity. Poor Poor little flawless."

He struggled profusely and it made Andras leap up.

"I gave you a way out of that, one that you loved, remember?"

"SHUT UP!" Drake stumbled up to his feet, his cuffs kept his arms locked.

His focus wanted to drift, he sickeningly didn't let it. He refused to be part of this game. His own heart beat like it had been bruised. "I wasn't happy at all!" He shouted, less confidently, at the time he knew he was.

"You were," Andras took his chance to tease. He approached Drake, slowly. "So happy in fact you wanted my help to cut the only tie holding you back."

His vocal cords twinged and tightened. They wouldn't let him hum out a single word. He exhaled in response, his lips trembled before they pushed into one another.

Everything was quiet. The eyes fell on him. Their piercing gaze choked him and it sent him into a frantic haze.

He had forgotten why he held himself back.

He launched himself at Andras. He was powerless. His best idea was to smash his head into the dealer. At least to shut him up.

Andras moved his head to the side, and threw his hand up. It caught Drake's forehead and eyes. Andras made sure Drake's ear was at his lips.

"Wipe that guilt from your face," Andras snickered, "I can tell you still hate him, don't you?"

Andras curled his fingers tighter around Drake's face before he could answer. It felt like a clamp. Is he using enhancements? His eyes weren't glowing again.

"I missed your tenacity," he said, "so how about this. If you answer me honestly, we can work as a team again."

Fuck you. Drake wanted to say as his energy was being syphoned.

Andras's tone pulled Drake's ear, "all you have to do is tell me, Drake. Do you still want to kill, Alexander?"

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Owari no Seraph chapter 134 english fan translation

Howdy hi howdy hey vampy fans I am back and this is 80 years late but I'm doing it anyways. You've probably all read the official, but please check it out anyways if you haven't and thanks for reading!

Shinoa's all-out assault extends to the First...

Shinoa: AHAHAHAHHAHA!!

Shikama: O, Darkness! Put some distance between-...

Shinoa: Gekkouin.

Shinoa: Shooting Star.

Shikama: You're a monster.

Shinoa: One that you created.

Shikama: Yuu, Yuu! Hurry, you need to get to where I am.

Shinoa: I'll look over your memories for you now.

Shinoa: I'm going to see every piece of your plan, and I'm going to take all of your power for my own.

Chapter 134: Merry-Go-Round of Life＊

Ferid Narration: I wish I could stop existing. I want to kill myself. I wish I was never born in the first place. I can't keep it contained. This desire to just destroy everything, it's going to overflow. I'm going to go crazy with it.

Ferid Bathory, age 16

Ferid: Ahhh....maybe I'll seriously just explode about it.

Ferid Brother: So, you ran off here again. Do you ever do anything but read?

Ferid: Oh, Nii-sama! Or should I have started calling you 'Your Majesty' by now?

FBro: YOU can call me whatever you want.

Ferid: Alright then, Onii-sama

FBro: Get off

Ferid: Whatttt

FBro: Listen, Ferid, the situation our territory is in has changed so drastically since our Father the King and our mother died suddenly in that accident. The country's fate rests entirely on our still young shoulders.

FBro: So it'd just be really nice if you could pick yourself up and take some of the responsibillity-...

Ferid: No wayyy...you're the great hero I'm good where I am

FBro: Not so fast, you're the smart one out of us. You're also in the good favor of many, if you hadn't come to my rescue a separate faction would've split off. It would've been the end of this country.

Ferid: ...that's not true at all. Nii-sama is the more well-liked one.

FBro: But this is our moment, our golden era. If you'd stand at my side, we could have this entire continent that even Father could never conquer.

Ferid: Wowwww!

Fbro: Would you stop playing the peanut gallery? If you'd, no-we have to do it together.

Ferid: I don't really care to, though.

FBro: Seriously?

Ferid: Wealth and power and the crown, these things have no allure to me. Maybe I'll understand when I'm older, but I don't really get what there is to even be alive for.

Ferid: So, y'know. I mean, if you order me around I'll be right at your service, but.

FBro: Geez, you still haven't changed. But it's exactly your lack of greed that makes you easy to trust.

Fbro: Pledge your support to me as my younger brother. We'll make this world in our image.

Ferid: Whatever you say, let's do it.

Fbro: What the hell are you reading, by the way?

Ferid: Ohhh, this?

Ferid: It's about the concept of reincarnation, I guess.

Fbro: Is about what??

Ferid: Yeah, being reborn. It's about like, what humans are born for and what there is for us after we die. This book's answer is a cycle of death and rebirth.

Fbro: I don't get it

Ferid: Well, according to this text, everything in the world just goes round and round, and that includes our souls. We just endlessly repeat life and death.

Ferid Narration: To come right back to life in the exact same monotonous fucking world.

Fbro: I didn't think there was anything after death. That's why people are always interrogating how you live and how you die.

Ferid: I'll be glad if you're right

Fbro: You will???

Fbro: Oh, I get it now...you're trying to figure out where our parents went after they died, that's what you want to know?

Ferid Narration: Said as if it wasn't me who killed them～

Fbro: You're a good kid, you've got our mother's kindness.

Fbro: Why....

Ferid: Why what?

Fbro: You....betrayed me....

Ferid: I don't even know you

Ferid: So? How is it? You get reincarnated yet?

Ferid: See it'd really be a problem for me if I were reborn. Ending up in the same tedium again even if I manage to die, I really can't have that happening. It's so fearsome, I've gotta think my own death out real well.

Servant: Your Majesty! Your Majesty.....

Servant: WH...Ferid-sama!? HOW COULD YOU???

Ferid: Oh, hey! My brother's personal cabinet, I've got something to ask you actually.

Servant: DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO THIS COUNTRY NOW!?

Ferid: Just listen.

Ferid: The author of this text on reincarnation, I wanna invade the far off country where they live.

Servant: What are you-

Ferid: I said shut up already, you don't have anything to worry about anyways

Ferid: The political trouble we've been having just ended, you'll all join up with the entourage around. If anyone causes you problems, you can just kill them. Be as unreasonable as you want

Servant: I....wait-...

Ferid: The most important thing is that I nip this reincarnation deal in the bud. I don't ever wanna see this stupid fucking world or anywhere like it ever again, I'll make sure that everything is....

Crowley: So, what are you looking at this time? Ferid-kun?

Ferid: Hmm....

Ferid: I'm figuring out next in line

Crowley: Next in line for what?

Ferid: Next in line for the end.

Ferid: Hey so Crowley-kun, how many years has it been since we met again?

Crowley: That's rather sudden, I'd have to think. If I even remember. It's been a long, LONG while.

Ferid: Oh yeah? We've lived quite a long time. You too stupid to keep track of it all?

Crowley: What the fuck, man? It's your fault I'm even a vampire in case you forgot.

Ferid: Was that me?

Crowley: Yeah, it was.

Ferid: Wow, I see! Well, you said you wanted to live longer no matter what so I...

Crowley: I did not ask for this.

Ferid: Why'd you end up as a vampire then?

Crowley: That's what I've been asking YOU, you literally forced me.

Ferid: I don't remember doing that

Crowley: Sure you don't.

Ferid: Really, I really don't!

Crowley: Are you kidding me? We've probably been together for a thousand years by now and I haven't gotten a single answer out of you.

Ferid: That's really sucky of me, I feel like a lot's happened between us in that millennia.

Crowley: Are you really implying you don't remember any of it?

Ferid: Do you?

Crowley: I mean, some of it at least.

Ferid: Are they good memories?

Crowley: ....you really don't know?

Ferid: Well, to tell you the honest truth...my special ability is that I've got an eidetic memory for every single thing, no matter how taxing to recall.

Crowley: Huh, first I'm hearing of it. Is that a lie too?

Ferid: Well, who can say for sure

Ferid: By the way...those two servants of yours, Chess and Horn. Do you remember when you last saw them?

Crowley: Would you have happened to kill them?

Ferid: ....

Crowley: And it's finally the day you'll kill me as well?

Ferid: ...

Crowley: Hold up, if this is seriously it then you spent the entire time from beginning to end without explaining a single thing.

Ferid: Well

Ferid: The time we spent together was unexpectedly fun, Crowley-kun.

Crowley: ...Ha haha. What the hell, that's all I get?

Ferid: You can fight back, I am stronger though.

Crowley: Ferid-kun

Ferid: Hm?

Crowley: This long journey with you

Ferid: Yeah?

Crowley: It wasn't that bad at all.

Ferid: That so, glad to hear it

Ferid: My 440th kill.

Ferid: Well then, let's make our way to the front, Crowley-kun. Right to the end oft he world.

Ferid, the prince shrouded in mystery, has finally entered the battlefield.

*Refer to the official for the chapter title I have no idea what they decided to make it but rondo isn't really a common word so I took some Artistic LiberitesTM and interpreted it as 輪舞 (dancing in a circle), bc it shares kanji with 輪廻 (samsara/reincarnation) which the chapter is about. Although I believe both these and the more basic definition you get just searching ロンド refer to the same thing, a type of music. I guess you dance 輪舞 to ロンド idk I'm not gonna pretend to have any formal knowledge abt that kind of thing skjsdk to that end, though, you may have noticed that my interpreted title is in reference to a certain song

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Hello! I made some arts!

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*after being captured at Bridger's tower*

Thrawn: I congratulate you on being able to evade capture for as long as you have agent Kallus, you are quite hard to read.

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I'm gonna attack ya'll with the fluffiest headcannon I have:

So Kallus and Zeb are retired and living a beautiful quiet life on Lirasan. As a hobby Zeb starts volunteering at the local zoo (ie. Carl & Ellie), and every year he gives tours to a class of kids from the local school (kids are about 2nd to 3rd grade age). Anyways as kids do, they ask Zeb what his favorite animal is. But Zeb just laughs and tells them "you'll have to wait to the end of the tour to find out".

Here's the thing, the kids have been dying to find out what it is since they found out they were going to the zoo weeks before the trip. Because Zeb said the same thing to the class the year before them, and the year before that. As amazing as loth cats are (another animal they saw at the zoo), by the end of the tour the tiny lasats are literally climbing up the walls with anticipation.

By the time they finally get to the end they come to a big curtain.

Zeb:"Alright kids are you ready for the last animal on our tour?"

Kits:"YEAH!"

Zeb:" Okaaaaay, hear we have my favorite animal my husband Alex!"

*Zeb pulls back the curtain to reveal Kallus standing in a terrarium without glass* Kallus: "Hello children:)"

The kids lose their shit.

When Zeb and Kallus first moved to Lirasan, Kallus was the first human many of the locals had ever seen. As a result many people had questions and some were not as nice about it as others (we've all read the other head cannons). But the kits were always more curious than judgemental. One day a woman made some rude comment about how weird Kallus looked to her and jow he "belongs in a zoo". Unfortunately for her Kallus loves this idea, who told Zeb who started volunteering the very next day.

The rest of the tour is spent with Alex answering all the questions the kits have about being human. Of course Alex get his favorite questions, the one the kids ask every year:"what's your favorite animal?"

Which he answeres by looking longingly at Zeb before saying "loth cats".

The kids all keep the cycle going of not telling the younger kids what Zeb's favorite animal is next year. And thus the legend is born

102 notes - Posted August 11, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Okay so picture this:

Kallus and Zeb are on a mission together, Kallus does something clever to save the day. But suddenly troopers break down the door and storm the room. As they fight side by side together, Zeb catches Kal's eye, and before he can stop himself he blurts out

Zeb: Hey Kal! Marry me?*throws a storm trooper*

Kallus: Sure. Like now, or later? *shoots a Trooper inches behind Zeb*

Zeb *not fully comprehending what he just said, or the fact that Kal just just said yes*: um, later. But not much later.

Kallus: Okay sounds good.

Storm Trooper: what the hell-*Zeb smashes his face*

*they passionately make out for a few minutes before leaving*

And scene.

117 notes - Posted July 11, 2022

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[inkwell-and-dagger]

update, the fallen angel au is now canon for Zuriel. I'll explain :3

So, after the initial events of Fallen, Kore kicks out and basically abandons Zuriel in the underworld. He's practically just lost his bragging right, and his most expensive possession; because, when you think about it, Zuriel was the most important thing Kore owned, whether you view it as a statue or as an angel. Kore, meanwhile, is stating that either:

— the statue broke in some way

— somebody broke in and stole the statue

Meaning that Kore would have to find a replacement "statue", therefore another angel to hold captive. This is where a new oc comes in.

Aarin Malchediel, created by the wonderful @paranoia-exe, is Kore's replacement statue. I'm not sure what pronouns Aarin uses as of writing this, so I'll be using they/them for now. They go through nearly everything that Zuriel went through with Kore, but Kore is eventually found out and exposed to be holding these angels captive and making them pass off as statues. Aarin is eventually set free.

Zuriel, meanwhile, is starting its recovery with Vantè (who also belongs to @paranoia-exe (get double mentioned bozo /lh /pos)) in the overworld. It's hard. For both of them. But it gets just a teeny bit worse for Zuriel when Vee brings Aarin home. Since both of the angels look similar and Aarin's appearance reminds Zuriel of how it looked prior to becoming a fallen angel, Zuriel immediately does not like Aarin. Of course, it warms up to them with time, but at the start of it? Zuriel nearly despises Aarin, and Aarin's just confused.

Another thing to note is that sinning, in this universe, is not the only way an angel becomes a fallen angel. In this logic, going to Hell itself, whether on your own accord or not — such as Zuriel's and Aarin's case — can count. With time, the angels body can slowwwwllly present features of a fallen angel, and after prolonged periods in Hell, a demon entirely. Zuriel was only at the fallen angel stage because Vantè found it and brought it to the overworld, thus stopping the progression and cycle (?). And the reason Aarin isn't a fallen angel is because Vantè found them before it could begin.

Uhh but yeah new oc we ballin

edit: I forgor!!!

Halos and Horns Taglist: @dismemberment-on-a-tuesday-night

[beef-brisket]

Adam and lucifer were seated in the meeting room. Nice and on time. The angels were fucking. Which was driving Adam up the walls.

Adam: they get to pop in whenever they fucking want- it's not even them! It's a fucking hologram- but when I send a few very capable imps instead of me they fly off the fucking walls! And when it IS me they can't even be bothered to show up on time! I had plans today, for fucks sake!

Lucifer: it's okay, ducky. We can fuck when we get home~

Adam: I actually rule Hell, babe. I did have other plans than fucking you

Adam crossed his arms and pouted. Lucifer couldn't help but chuckle.

Lucifer: oh yeah? Like what?

Adam was silent.

Adam: ...paperwork?

Lucifer: and?

Adam: ...Hell-emails! I have Hell-emails to send!

Lucifer: Hell-emails? Why not hellmail?

Adam: Hellmail is our postage service. Duh

Lucifer: oh, of course, how stupid of me

Adam: you'll get there, babe

Adam lent down and kissed Lucifer.

On the other side of the table, two holograms appeared. Sera and Michael. Oh good, Michael. Lucifer was relieved to see a familiar face.

Sera: goodmorning, gentleman

Adam: sera

Lucifer: hello, hi Michael

Michael: hello Lucifer, Adam

Adam: hey Mike. What's the meaning of this Sera? I don't mind a chat but I'd rather not do it at the ass crack of dawn

Sera: it... the crack of dawn for you, Heaven doesn't have such day cycles

Adam: pft, i fucking remember. So. What is this all about?

Sera: ...do you really need me to explain it?

Adam: please, might as well make your meeting worth it

Sera: ...you took control of the Vatican.

Adam: and?

Sera: terrorized the Hazbin for 300 years!

Adam: ...and?

Sera: you personally murdered thousands of people!

Adam: ......and?

Sera: "and?" That's all you have to say? You... you hurt people, Adam. Humans. The beings you claimed to love-

Adam: I don't love humans. I LOVED the first humans! Until HEAVEN TOOK them from me! Everything I did these last 300 years was to show that bastard of a father that I'm not something to throw away and forget about! I'm still here, bitch! And I'm still PISSED OFF!

Sera: stop acting like a damn child! You made yourself King- now act like one! Take responsibility! You damaged the first humans, beyond repair! They were meant to love each other, not you!

Adam: they didn't fucking love me!

Michael: enough. We'll be here all day if we get into another argument.

Sera: You're right. Adam. King of Hell. The Seraphim counsel has decided to take action against your transgressions against Heaven and Earth.

Adam: You're fucking kidding me?! I gave the Vatican back!

Sera: yes. Michael said as much. But you almost created a war between all realms, Adam, and you can't be given a slap on the wrist. Not this time. Your no longer able to leave Hell. You are bound here. For eternity. You will never step foot on Earth. You will never have contact with Heaven unless we contact you first, which will be very rare.

Adam: y-you can't fucking do that! My partners from Earth! He has fo go back-!

Sera: ah yes. The human that fell for the Devil. You have one day, Lucifer. One day to leave Hell. There is no life for you here. Not until you die.

Lucifer looked at Adam, his head was in his hands, and his tail was wrapped around his stomach. Lucifer could feel one of Adam's massive wings, start to wrap around him. He could feel his pain.

Lucifer: Sera- please. Can't you give me more time? I can work something out- Michael, is there anything you can do?

Michael: This is all I can do, Lucifer. Punishment for Adam was going to be a lot worse. They were going to unmake you, brother. Throw your angelic soul into the deepest pit in Hell to burn for eternity. But I stood with you. I told them of your character, Adam. After spending the night with you and Adam, Lucifer, I have learned many things. Not only about you but also my brother. And I didn't want anything to happen to you. All of you.

Adam glanced up at his brother. Lucifer could see the pain and tears on his face.

Adam: Michael. Don't. Don't stand up for me. I- I don't want you-

Michael: It's too late, Adam. I stand for what's right. And yes, you did wrong. You changed. But... last night... I had my brother back, my best friend. My other half. I was so broken when you fell. I can't lose you again. Especially, not now. That's why, from now on, I will reside in purgatory. With the ability to travel to Earth, Heaven and Hell. Seeing as I have business to attend in all realms.

Adam: y-you don't have to do that- Michael-

Michael stook and walked to Adam, who quickly stood and pulled Michael into a hug. They wrapped their wings around each other. Lucifer could hear Adams tears. Lucifer couldn't help but tear up. He was so fixated on the two brothers that he almost didn't notice the disgust and hatred in Seras' expression.

He really hoped that look was directed at his babies.

Devil and the Priest!au

(Feel free to change the name- it's 1am where I am, so my brain is starting to fry lol)

@things-arent-what-they-seem66 @fanofstuff01

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Lucifer drove through the country side, he's been behind the wheel for nearly 5 hours. He didn't realize how much of a drive getting to this monastery. He knew it was remote but this is getting ridiculous- he should have brought snacks.

He glanced out his window every now and then to take in the scenery. He's currently driving past a large body of water, where he spotted a small island. He wishes he was over there, with no worries or expectations. With no one but himself. The Vatican has been on his ass lately about making this trip. Apparently, there was something 'dark- and 'unsettling' at this monastery. If any of the priests he knew were anything to go by, it was probably just them. He swore they refused to die, they had more wrinkles than brain cells.

Lucifer turned his radio up, some type of rock song was one, it was a big no no to be listening to music like this, it's his car. Driver picks the music, and the Vatican shuts their cake hole.

Finally, as the sun was setting, Lucifer arrived at the monastery. The large stone building loomed over him, maybe the Vatican was right, this place was unsettling. He felt like he was being watched, the multiple colours in the sky masking how decrepit this place actually is. Pulling out a brochure from his pocket, Lucifer couldn't help but smirk, they're really trying to market this place like it's a holiday retreat.

Lucifer: "Welcome to the Hazbin. Find not only sanctuary and enlightenment but also beaches and the best crab around!" ...right, definitely staying away from the crab then...

After an exhausted sign, Lucifer licked his car and picked up his bags. Making his way towards the large wooden doors, Lucifer couldn't help but dread the next two or three hours, all he wanted was to hop into bed and close the world off foe a few hours but he'd probably have to take the whole tour and- ew- meeting people.

He shuddered at the thought.

Lucifer: I wonder if I could convince them to leave the formalities till tomorrow...

Lucifer gripped a huge, iron door knocker and banged it three times. He knew this could take a while so he prepared to get comfortable- until the door was pulled open.

Priest: Hello! And welcome to the Hazbin! How can I assist you this fine evening!

Lucifer: uh- yeah- hi, my name Luicfer, I've been told to come here by the Vatican- I've been told you're expecting me...?

Priest: hm... Lucifer...

The man flicked through a small book, humming every so often. What's the point in having glasses if you still can't read a damn book.

Lucifer: look man- sir- it's been a long drive, I'd really like to just get to sleep-

Priest: ah! Yes! Here you are, Lucifer! Please, come right in! We've been expecting you for hours, your overseer said you would be here this morning- but better late than never I suppose!

The man moved aside to let Lucifer in. He really didn't like this guy, but that's not new, priest are pretty... eccentric.

The man shit the door behind him, using at least six locks to secure it.

Priest: pardon my manners, Lucifer! My name is Alastor- Father Alastor. And I'll be your superior while you're here

Ah, great. He has to answer to this... lovely man. Forcing a smile, Lucifer did what he did best: lie.

Lucifer: that's very exciting Father Alastor, look forward to working with you and getting to know this place more personally!

Alastor: oh, I could imagine! I'm sure you've heard a lot about me! I've been in charge of five other monasteries before this one! All saw a raise in volunteers and profits.

Lucifer: that's fantastic, Father. It's a real honor to be working on this project with you-

Alastor: "project", yes, that's one word to describe it.

Alastor lead Lucifer down a long hall, hebcouldbt believe how quiet it was. He was told there were at least 60-70 nuns and other workers here but it just seemed abandoned.

Thankfully, Alastor showed Lucifer to his room, it was large with a queen bed in the middle. It didn't have much furniture, just a set of draws and a desk out looking the garden. It was dead and overgrown, but the air was fresh, he'll have to start taking up writing again.

Alastor: well! Lucifer, it is a real pleasure to have you here! Tomorrow I'll show you around and I introduce you to some of the other occupants here- there are quite a few so I do expect you to introduce yourself to some of them in your own time.

Lucifer dumped his bags on his bed, and turned to face Alastor.

Lucifer: that understandable. Thank you for this Alastor, I'll see you in the morning-

Alastor: bright and early Mr Lucifer. I like to get the day started as the break of dawn

Of course he does.

Lucifer: great! I better get some sleep then

Alastor: yes, you should. Goodnight Lucifer

Finally, Lucifer was alone. Or at least he hoped. He still hasn't shaking that feeling from earlier. Except this time, he was certain nothing was watching him, Alastor seemed to be the only other living thing here. And that's giving the bastard a lot of credit. Not once did he stop smiling- Lucifer already wants to wipe that look off his face.

All Lucifer wanted to do was sleep, so he got comfortable and started to drift off.

[nascar-fanfics]

the mason sisters: six

summary: tyler and katelyn go on a date, mercy gets her period, and alex realizes something about himself.

word count: 5954

warnings: menstrual cycle, swearing

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(a/n: i created a character descriptions carrd! it’s on the masterlist, which you can find here!)

the future teammates headed downstairs. “d-do you want another drink?” mercy asked alex after a few minutes of awkward silence. “yeah, uh, water sounds good.” “sure.” mercy grabbed alex’s cup from his hand, their fingers grazing each others again. she quickly strode over to the kitchen and poured some water into the cup. ‘this is so fucking awkward. why did i do that?’ mercy thought to herself, almost spilling the water. she made her way back over to alex and immediately had a cramp, spilling a little water on her shirt and the floor. she caught herself before hitting the floor. “fucking hell!” mercy groaned, setting the cup on the island and grabbing paper towels. “do you need help?” alex got up from his seat and headed over to mercy, who had started to clean up the counter. “i’m helping you, hand me some paper towels.” alex held his hand out for some paper towels. “a-are you okay?” “i spilled it, i need to clean it up.” mercy grumbled, slamming the roll of paper towels down on the counter. “hey, you good?” alex calmly asked mercy, who looked like she was gonna cry again. “i-i’m sorry. i’m just… i had a really bad cramp and it sent pain all the way down my lower back and my stomach.” alex grabbed the paper towels and started wiping up the water by mercy’s feet. “you shouldn’t have to clean up my mess.” mercy kneeled down and grabbed alex’s wrists. “please, just let me help you. go sit down.” alex tilted his head. “fine. i’ll sit down after we clean this up. i’m gonna head to the bathroom as well. put on something if you’d like.” “sounds good.” 

a few minutes later, mercy came out of the bathroom and headed back to the kitchen and threw her trash away. alex waved mercy to the couch. she sat down, sighing. “i’m sorry, again. my period sucks.” mercy sniffed, wiping her eyes with her hoodie sleeves. “you don’t have to apologize for anything, merc. like i said before, i don’t understand what it’s like to be a woman, but i know a little about periods and stuff from health classes and my exes.” alex rested his hand on mercy’s knee, keeping it from bouncing. “you’re gonna be okay. katelyn is gonna have a great night, and you’re gonna have a great night. maybe i can convince you to come over and see the dogs again?” alex tapped mercy’s knee, tilting his head again. “those two certainly love you.” “if you don’t mind? like i said before, i was gonna watch movies until rascal comes home, i’d appreciate some company.” mercy smiled, wiping her eyes again. “there’s the mercy i know, smiling at dogs.” “can i come down now? have you two have stopped flirting?” katelyn snickered. “wh- rascal, how the hell long have you been listening?” mercy shouted, turning to see katelyn peeking through the staircase. “since you sat down on the couch.” “katelyn marie, i’m gonna kill you.” “i’d be happy to die in this dress, at least i’d look hot before i died.” she put her purse on and walked down the stairs. she had black heels on with the dress she got earlier and a black cardigan. “damn, sis! tyler’s gonna be drooling.” “you look really nice!” alex stood up with mercy, their hands grazing at how close they were to each other. mercy’s face turned a light pink again. “thanks much! tyler said he’s five minutes out. he took a shortcut. alex, could you please get pictures of merc and i?” katelyn handed alex her phone. he took it and opened up the camera. “get close, girls.” alex chuckled. mercy wrapped her arms around her sister’s shoulders and planted a kiss on her cheek. katelyn started laughing as alex snapped the picture. the sisters took a more serious picture, then another fun one. “please send me that, rascal. i wanna make that my lock screen.” mercy headed over to alex and took katelyn’s phone and snapped a few pictures of her being cute, funny, and a couple serious pictures. the doorbell rang, katelyn jumping a little. “he’s here!” mercy skipped to the door, opening it and seeing tyler in a nice dress shirt, jacket, and pants with dress shoes. “hey, tyler! been a minute. how are you?” mercy greeted tyler, hugging him. “not much has gone on, how about you?” tyler hugged mercy back, patting her lower back. “got some news to share soon. i’ll give you a hint: i’m getting closer to my goal.” mercy backed away, noticing flowers in his hand for katelyn. “wow, kate, you look… wow.” tyler’s jaw dropped, then opened and closed again like a fish. he stared at katelyn, who stared back at him. “told her he’d do that.” mercy leaned to alex, fist bumping him. “th-thanks, tyler. yo-you look really nice, too.” “i got these for you. i-i hope you like them.” the blonde man handed katelyn the purple flowers. “tyler, you’re too sweet.” katelyn smiled, giving the flowers a sniff and handing them to mercy. “nope, you’re not leaving without pictures!” mercy giggled, opening her camera on her phone. “you’re such a mom.” katelyn groaned, making tyler and alex laugh. “i can take one of the three of you as well?” “that’d be great, thank you, alex.” mercy took a few pictures of tyler and katelyn holding the flowers. she handed alex her phone and stood on the other side of tyler. alex took a couple pictures and handed mercy her phone back. “could you put these in a vase for me? thanks sis.” katelyn blew her sister a kiss as tyler took her arm. “hey alex! how’re you and the doggos?” “we’re pretty good, thanks, tyler. how are you?” “pretty good. mercy, any specific time i should bring her home?” “uh, no. i mean, we have to get to the track early tomorrow, so no later than midnight?” mercy shrugged, checking her phone. “yeah, we gotta be out of charlotte at noon-ish tomorrow, and we have a few meetings tomorrow as well.” “sounds good. you ready, kate?” “ready, ty. i’ll see you later tonight, merc! good to see you again alex.” “see you tonight!” “good to see you too, kate.” mercy walked out behind them, waiting at the porch. “she’s growing up too fast.” mercy waved to her sister and her date. “my parents are okay with kate going on a date, they’ve met tyler before and they like him.” “he’s a good kid, you’ve got nothing to worry about with him. the worst thing he’d do is go way past the speed limit.” alex chuckled. “i hope that’s all it is. i know tyler, he’s a good kid, like you said. i’m just protective of my sister, y’know?” mercy watched the car drive away, waving again. “i get it. but you have nothing to worry about.” alex patted mercy on the shoulder. “oh shit, your dogs. we can head over there in a second, lemme grab my purse.”

“so, are alex and mercy together?” tyler asked katelyn, who was stealing glances from the blonde. “no, sadly. they’ve known each other on twitter for years and have met a few times, raced together a bunch of times… i’m surprised mercy hasn’t admitted her crush yet- shit. you weren’t supposed to know that.” “i won’t say a thing. secret’s safe with me.” tyler held out his pinkie, wrapping his pinkie around katelyn’s. “thanks, she’d kill me if anyone else knew about it.” “sucks they’re not together.” tyler put his hand back on the wheel. “they’d be a really cute couple.” tyler turned his head to look at katelyn again, then back at the road. “i seriously can’t stop staring at you. you look so beautiful.” “th-thank you, tyler. i know i said this already, but you look really nice too. blue is a nice color on you, it brings out your eyes.” katelyn smiled, a bright pink blush on her face. katelyn’s phone pinged with a text from mercy.

‘alex n i are going to his place to hang. i’ll send pics of the doggos. send me a pic of you two, please! love u <3’

‘Sounds good. Tyler is still driving, when we get to a stoplight I’ll take a selfie. Love you too <3’

“mercy wants a selfie. can we take one at the stoplight?” “yeah, fine by me!” tyler smiled, a short chuckle following the smile. “cool, she’s always wanting pictures of me. maybe for blackmail?” katelyn laughed, making tyler laugh along. “stoplight is coming up, got your phone out?” “mmhm.” katelyn opened up the camera and put it on front facing. she held her phone up when they stopped at the stoplight. they smiled and took a funny selfie after a cute one. “thanks. aw, we look really cute.” katelyn showed tyler the pictures. “aw, send me those! we are really cute. especially you, kate.” “oh, stop. that’s all you, blondie.” katelyn giggled, winking at tyler. the light changed and they headed to their reservation.

“oh my god, alex, look at them!” mercy showed alex the pictures of tyler and katelyn at the stoplight. “aw, they’re so cute! i have a feeling they’re gonna be together for a long time.” “aren’t they? it’s so funny, they’re in that awkward first date phase. as much as it’s funny, it’s so freakin’ cute. hey, i hate to ask this, but can we stop at target so i can get some more pads? i just used my last one.” “yeah, that’s fine.” “thanks, i’ll go in by myself, i don’t want you traumatized by the tampons.” mercy laughed. “merc, it’s not even traumatizing.” alex scoffed jokingly. “you think i’m traumatized by that?” “no, toxic men are, though.” “i applaud y’all. i’ve heard it’s awful.” alex turned off the exit, heading to target. “indeed, it is.” mercy shivered, turning the seat heater on. “grab a hoodie from the back if you need one.” “thanks, i forgot mine at home.” mercy grabbed one of the ABR hoodies and put it on.

“uh, hi, i have a reservation for ankrum? two people?” “right this way, sir.” the hostess led katelyn and tyler to their table. “you first, hon.” tyler ushered katelyn forward. “thank you, ty.” a small blush crept on both of their faces as they sat down at their table. “enjoy your meals.” “thank you!” katelyn and tyler nodded their heads at the hostess as she walked away. “wow, this place is beautiful.” katelyn looked around, a smile on her face. “i figured there was something for both of us to eat here. i’m paying tonight, don’t even think about arguing on who pays.” tyler chuckled. katelyn pouted. “i’m buying dessert.” “nope.” the pair laughed, browsing the menu. “the slow roasted chicken looks really good.” katelyn’s mouth watered at the thought of chicken. “i’m trying to decide between the filet mignon and the ribeye… it’s a special date, i’m getting the ribeye.” “are you sure you don’t want me to pay? it’s a little expensive…” katelyn set her menu down to take a sip of her water. “no, i want you to spend none of your money. it’s only right for me to buy you dinner on our first date, second date, third date, so on and so forth.” tyler set his menu down just as their waiter came by. “good evening, my name is jamie, what can i get started for you?” “do y’all have anything non-alcoholic to drink? we’re both underage.” katelyn smiled. “yes, we have plenty of non-alcoholic drinks. we have coke products and we can also make virgin drinks.” “i’d like a cherry coke, if you have it?” katelyn asked jamie. “indeed. would you like extra cherries or cherry juice?” “yes please, both!” jamie wrote down katelyn’s drink and turned to face tyler. “i’d like a plain coke, please.” “sounds good. i’ll be right back with those.” “thanks much! “thanks.”

“why do they always run out of my favorite pads?” mercy sighed, looking behind each brand of pads. “there we go. someone hid it.” she pushed her sleeve back, since it was a little longer than her arm, and dropped the box into her basket. she grabbed some liners as well. “what’s the difference between regular, super, and super plus?” alex picked up a box of tampons. “regular is for a regular flow, super is for a heavy flow, and super plus is for really heavy flows.” “do you use them? wait, is that an okay thing to ask?” “alex.” mercy rested her hand on alex’s bicep, squeezing it lightly. “it’s okay to ask these things. i’m comfortable talking about it.” mercy squeezed his bicep again and picked up another box of pads, looking at the ingredients. “i used them once when i was 17. i couldn’t get it out and i was traumatized. i literally called my mom into the bathroom crying. she held onto my hand as i pushed it out.” “jesus, and people still use them?” “some people prefer them. some people think pads are disgusting, but i feel like i have more coverage with a pad than a tampon.” mercy shrugged, making a face at the ingredients of the pads. “titanium dioxide? no thanks.” she put the box back and looked at alex. “i’m ready to go when you-fuck.” mercy crouched, a cramp sending pain down her legs and lower back. “jesus christ, holy fuck.” she mumbled, scrunching her face. “shit, you okay?” alex grabbed mercy’s shoulders, making sure she doesn’t fall. “bad, bad cramp. i have bad months and good months. i need some pain meds.” “i can go get them, what are they called?” “pamprin, multi-symptom or max, either/or helps. max formula is pink and multi-symptom is blue.” “i’ll get you both, i’ll be right back.” alex helped mercy up and headed over to the pain medication isle, grabbing both pamprins. “i’m back, are you okay?” “y-yeah. i should be good to walk.” “do you want me to help you?” mercy nodded. “just in case. i usually only have two or three of these cramps a day, the rest are just annoyances.” “if you feel another coming on, let me know, okay?” “will do, thanks.”

“here is your filet mignon, sir.” tyler smiled, thanking jamie. “and here is your chicken, miss.” “thank you! this looks so good.” katelyn’s mouth watered again. “it’s very good. enjoy!” tyler and katelyn thanked jamie and started to eat their food. “oh my god.” katelyn exclaimed. “this is so freakin’ good.” “i know, this filet mignon is really good, too.” “i’m glad your food is good.” “yours too, you look happy.” tyler smiled at katelyn, biting a piece of his food. “i know we’re supposed to be eating, but i’ve had a lot of fun tonight. what’re we gonna do after this?” “wanna hang at my place? it’s small, but we could watch a movie?” “sounds good!” katelyn smiled, taking another bite of her chicken.

“how’re you doing?” alex buckled himself into his seat, turning his truck on. “i’m doing better, thank you.” mercy turned her head to look at alex, a tired smile on her face. “are you sure you wanna hang out? you look exhausted.” mercy shook her head. “no, i’ll be okay. i just need to take a pamprin or two.” “okay, if you need to go home or take a nap, i can keep the dogs in another room.” alex started his truck, turning the seat heater on for mercy. “thanks. it’s helping already.” mercy took a sip of her water and swallowed two pamprins.

“i’m sad my chicken is gone. it was amazing.” “are we going to get desserts?” “i’m full, i don’t know about you, kate. maybe a peanut butter pie to go, if possible?” “we can definitely do that. and for you?” “i’d like to take mine home as well. the key lime pie sounds really yummy!” “it definitely is.” jamie smiled. “i’ll bring those by in a minute.” “thanks!” tyler and katelyn smiled. katelyn grabbed her phone and opened up instagram. “do you mind if i get a picture of us for my instagram story? i’ll put it on my close friends list.” “sure.” “you’re so cute.” katelyn mumbled as she snapped a picture of tyler, not telling him about that. she put her phone away, eyes meeting with tyler’s. “you’re really pretty.” tyler blurted, a blush on his face. “well thank you, you’re pretty cute yourself, ankrum.” “thank you, mason.” tyler’s fingers grazed katelyn’s hand. katelyn decided to be bold and hold tyler’s hand, to which he blushed again. “i had a lot of fun tonight, tyler. i know i keep saying that, but i’ve been nervous all week for this, i didn’t even tell mercy until this morning. she would’ve spent too much money on me.” tyler smiled. “she’s a great sister, kate. i’m glad you have someone like her.” “thanks, ty. she’s a really great sister. i don’t tell her often so she doesn’t let her ego go to her head.” katelyn laughed. “she takes one compliment from me and it goes to her head, but from anyone else she gets super shy. you should’ve seen the day that alex called her badass. her face was so red, she was pink by the time we went to bed!” both tyler and katelyn belly laughed at katelyn’s story, wiping tears from their eyes. “you’re a riot, kate.”

“alex?” mercy mumbled. “yeah? what’s up, are you having a cramp again?” alex slowed the truck down at the stoplight, turning his head to look at mercy. “no, i just wanted to thank you for being helpful today.” mercy tapped alex’s forearm with her hand. “i really appreciate it. my ex thought periods were disgusting and wanted nothing to do with me when i was on my period.” “it’s a natural thing, why the hell would he be grossed out?” “toxic masculinity, my dear teammate. they think anything ‘feminine’ is gross.” mercy shrugged. “he was an asshole anyways. he was always flirting with my sister when we were together.” “what the hell? she’s still a kid!” “yeah, he was in his middle twenties.” “douchebag.” alex laughed, his smile making mercy blush.

“here is your bill, there’s absolutely no rush!” “thank you, jamie!” tyler grabbed the bill before katelyn could, sticking his tongue out when she pouted. “meanie. i’ll leave the tip, i should have cash on me.” “nope, you’re not paying for anything.” “i appreciate it very much, thank you, ty.” tyler smiled, signing his name and leaving a large tip. “want another drink before we head out?” “sure. oh, jamie, that’s for you! could we bother you for a couple of take-out cups with a cherry coke and a regular coke, please?” “i’ll get that right away, thank you so much!” “you deserved it, you were very kind and accommodating.” “thank you again, you two were very kind.” katelyn smiled as jamie walked away to get more drinks. “again, thank you for dinner. you’re such a gentleman.” “anything for my favorite teammate.” tyler held katelyn’s hand, rubbing his thumb over her knuckles. 

“thanks for bringing me to target, alex. i don’t wanna mess up your couch or any blankets.” “it’s all good, if you need anything to eat, we can order in or i can try to make something.” alex brought mercy a water to help hydrate her. “i’m really nauseous, so nothing yet. unless if you’re hungry. i’m usually good with mozzarella sticks.” “sounds good, i’ll order in. all you want are mozzarella sticks?” “yep. use my card, i still owe you for the taco bell the other day.” “nope, you’re not feeling good, i’ll get the food tonight.” alex encouraged. “fine. you can be a pain in the ass sometimes, bowman.” “but you love me, mason.” “nope, i don’t. i find you irritating.” mercy joked. “i’m kidding, i can tolerate you.” mercy pet finn’s belly, baby-talking to him. alex’s bottom lip pouted out. “you can only tolerate me?” “i’m joking. you’re my favorite teammate. i’m definitely not your favorite teammate, it’s jimmie or william.” “i don’t know, william is getting a little annoying.” alex laughed, petting roscoe’s head. “jimmie’s always gonna be my hero, but you’re my favorite future teammate.” “aw, alex.” mercy pouted, holding her hand over her chest. her face was as pink as it possibly could be. she could feel her crush on him grow.

“thank you for coming!” “thank you for having us!” tyler waved, katelyn smiling. tyler opened the door for katelyn, receiving a smile from her. “thanks, ty. i had a really nice night.” “i had a nice night too. wanna head over to my place?” “sure. i’m up for whatever. maybe we can watch a movie, like you said?” “i’m up for a movie. maybe talladega nights?” “you know me too well, kate.” “we’ve been teammates for how long? friends for even longer?” “it’s been so long, it’s crazy.” tyler opened his car door for katelyn, letting her in. she thanked him with a smile, closing the door. katelyn checked her phone, seeing a text from alex.

‘Hey, Mercy’s at my place. She’s not feeling too good, she said she got her period. I hope you had a great time tonight!’

‘Thanks Alex! We did. Tyler is such a gentleman. You were both right! Thanks for boosting my confidence :)’

‘We told you that you’d be okay 😁 Mercy’s wanting to get some air. See you soon.’

‘See ya!’

“poor mercy. she got her period and it’s bad this month. alex was giving me updates.” “poor kid.” “she’s older than you by a few months.” “so? she’s shorter than me, she’s a kid.” “does that make me a kid?” katelyn laughed. “you’re not eighteen yet, you’re still a kid.” “oh shush.” katelyn chuckled.

after about twenty minutes of jamming to katelyn’s playlist, the young couple headed inside tyler’s home. “want some popcorn?” “sure. i’ll get the drinks.” katelyn headed to tyler’s fridge to grab sodas. “damn, you got the best stuff in here!” “your fault, kate. you recommended all of these and i’ve been hooked.” “ha, see why i’m the best?” “mmhm.” tyler put the popcorn in the microwave and pressed the popcorn button. the pair sat down on the couch together and put on talladega nights.

alex and mercy were sitting in the yard, tossing dog toys for the dogs to catch. “go get it boys! good boy, finn! such a good boy!” finn ran to mercy and dropped the toy, receiving pets from the woman. “the doggos certainly love you.” mercy turned to alex. “yeah, you’re not wrong.” mercy shivered, tightening the hoodie alex let her borrow. “thanks for letting me borrow this hoodie. it’s really comfy.” she handed alex the dog toy that she was gonna throw again. “it’s not problem at all. i have so many hoodies, it’s lowkey unbearable.” alex grinned, tossing the toy across the yard. roscoe caught it, finn running back to mercy and alex. “good boy roscoe!” mercy gave roscoe belly rubs, baby talking to him. “poor guys are tired. should we bring them in?” “yeah, i give them a bit of time outside at night. i’m afraid roscoe is gonna think a skunk is a friend and get sprayed.” “that’d be fun.” mercy giggled. “hey, how would you feel about a movie? if you don’t want a movie, maybe we can watch something on netflix?” “i’m up for whatever you want. put something on that makes you feel better.” “plenty of movies make me feel better. totoro, any movie with animals, big hero 6… it’s not a movie, but doctor who always makes me feel better. do you have anything i’ve never seen? i’m up for something new.” “i’ve got plenty. there’s a movie that i love that you might be interested in. it’s called super troopers? have you ever seen that?” “nope. never seen it.” “oh my god, you’re gonna love it.” alex beamed, turning his tv on and finding the movie on one of  his streaming services.

“man, i love this movie. it’s so funny, it’s somewhat accurate, too!” tyler looked over at katelyn, who immediately looked away. “i saw you staring, kate.” “i just think you’re cute.” katelyn mumbled. tyler grinned and planted a kiss on katelyn’s cheek. “you’re cuter.” katelyn blushed, her face getting as red as loudon the lobster. she threw a piece of popcorn at tyler. “how dare you make me blush.” “you look even cuter when you blush, kate.” “ty…” katelyn dragged out the ‘y’. “kate…” tyler dragged out the ‘a’. they’re absolutely made for each other. “dear lord baby jesus, i want to thank you for this wonderful meal, my two beautiful sons, walker and texas ranger, and my red-hot smokin' wife, carley.” tyler quoted. “i bet you could quote this entire movie.” katelyn rested her head on tyler’s shoulder. “absolutely. i’ve seen this more times than i can count. kinda like you with big hero 6.” “that’s mercy’s fault. baymax is her all-time favorite disney character.” katelyn chortled. she started to pay attention to the movie again, but caught herself gawking at tyler. she quickly gave him a peck on the cheek and started watching the movie again.

“the cops are from vermont. i figured you’d appreciate that.” alex muttered, turning and looking at mercy. “yeah, i haven’t been to vermont in years. i’m probably gonna go back during the offseason. it’s beautiful up there.” mercy pondered. “i might take my parents and sister, too. have you thought about doing anything during the offseason?” “probably going to colorado. it’s nice out there.” “i’ve never been. to think i’m a traveller and i’ve never been to colorado.” mercy scoffed, turning her head back to the movie. “oh my god, this poor kid. he’s gonna throw his brains up.” a laugh escaped mercy. “i told you this was funny.” “it’s so dumb, it’s funny!” mercy took a bite of her mozzarella stick, stealing a glance at alex. “oh my god, this kid is stoned.”

“oh god, this scene always cracks me up.” katelyn remarked. “i dare you to do this with someone.” ricky bobby and jean girard ran from their cars to the start/finish line, tyler laughing at the dramatic slo-mo. “it’s so stupid, i love it.” katelyn checked her phone, making sure there weren’t any texts from mercy or alex. she opened her camera and got close to tyler, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek again for the picture. “this is cute. it’s gonna be my wallpaper.” katelyn giggled, setting the picture as her homescreen wallpaper. she also sent the picture to mercy. “you want dessert? i’m hungry again.” tyler piped up, heading to the fridge after pausing the movie. “yeah, i’d like my pie, please. thanks, ty!” katelyn’s phone pinged with a message from mercy.

‘i’m in the bathroom changing my pad. holy fucking shit, alex let me borrow one of his hoodies and it smells really good i might keep it :O he’s being really gentle too, he bought me dinner, pads, and pamprin 🥺’

‘Marry him right now! He’s really good for you.’

‘but i’m awkward and he’s alex fucking bowman. it’s never gonna happen, sis.’

‘Bet on it. If y’all get together, you owe me $20 and you have to say something embarrassing in an interview.’

‘i’ll give u 20 bucks but i’m not saying anything embarrassing in an interview. i embarrass myself way too often in interviews anyways’

‘I’m screenshotting this for future use.’

‘bitch. >:(‘

‘Love you too.’

“how’s mercy doing?” tyler handed katelyn her pie and a fork, plus a couple napkins. “thanks. she’s doing better. she said alex bought her some pads, pamprin, and dinner. she probably asked for mozzarella sticks, they always make her feel better.” “that’s good. i’m happy she’s doing a little better. let me know if she needs you home early.” “yeah, will do. we’re not busy this weekend, but i wanna see her race this weekend. you interested in coming with me?” “sure. she’s gonna have luck on her side.” “if she wins on saturday, you’re never not going to one of her races.” katelyn chuckled, taking a bite of her pie. “this is so freakin’ good. try it!” “if you try mine as well?” “if you’re offering. sure!” tyler took a bite of katelyn’s key lime pie. “wow, this is really good.” “isn’t it? it’s amazing. your dessert is really good, too. it’s rich, i might steal it.” tyler grinned at katelyn’s statement. “you’re funny as well, you won’t get my food, mason.” “ha! try me, ankrum.” katelyn winked, sneaking a bite of tyler’s pie. “told ya.”

“i’m back, just getting some water. mind if i give the boys a treat or two?” “not at all, go ahead. they’re in the cabinet above the microwave.” “cool.” mercy cringed. ‘why did i say cool?’ she thought to herself, grabbing a water bottle and a couple of treats for the dogs. “finn, roscoe, c’mere!” it felt like a millisecond before the dogs were in front of mercy. “sit! good boys!” mercy tossed the treats to the boys, giving them pets on the head. “you’ve got some amazing doggos, alex.” mercy sat back down on the couch, a few inches of space between the two of them. mercy could feel her eyelids get a little heavier each second, wanting to close them so badly, but doesn’t want to fall asleep. the only thing keeping her awake is alex’s laughter each time something funny happens. “i can’t believe i haven’t seen this movie. this is the kind of stuff my dad likes.” mercy yawned, resting her head on her hand, elbow on her knee. “it’s so funny. it’s my absolute favorite movie.” alex turned his head to look at mercy, who blinked slowly and sat back up. “are you sure you wanna stay here until your sister gets back? i don’t mind dropping you off.” “n-no, i’ll be okay. i just need to get some air again.” mercy gets up and fixes the hoodie alex let her borrow. “want me to come with you?” “if you want, i just wanna wake myself up. i hate being this tired on a friday.” mercy gave alex a half smile, heading out to the backyard and sitting on one of the lounge chairs, leaning back and putting her legs up. she decided to quietly play some music. when she pressed shuffle on her playlist, mercy got a text from laurie.

‘how’s everything going tonight? austin and i are about to watch moulin rouge. we got dinner at jimmie’s place. thanks for the recommendation!

‘absolutely bestie! it’s one of my favorite places now. i got my period, and it’s really bad. i need to talk to my doctor again. alex took me to target and got me pads, pamprin, and ordered some mozzy sticks for me too. he’s the best.’

‘does this mean you’re dating now?’

‘no. he’s just being nice. why the hell would he like me, anyways?’

‘who wouldn’t wanna date you? mercy, you’re fucking beautiful. if alex doesn’t scoop you up i might 😘’

‘LMFAOO but what about austin?’

‘he’ll understand 😉’

‘ur so annoying’

‘but u love meee <3’

‘i guess so.’

“i got you another water. you doin’ okay?” alex shut the door and sat on the end of the lounge chair mercy was sitting on. “yeah, just texting laurie. she asked how i was doing.” mercy shivered, wrapping the hoodie around her tightly to keep the warmth in. “it’s so cold, but it wakes me up.” “same here. it’s a little bit chillier than what the weather said it would be.” alex acknowledged. an awkward silence was thickening between them. alex broke the silence by clearing his throat. “so, uh, how’s katelyn doing?” “she said she’s doing good. she sent this picture of her and tyler watching their movie. they’re really cute.” mercy handed alex her phone, showing him the picture that katelyn sent. “they’re really cute together. i’m glad she’s happy.” alex noticed a text come from laurie, not reading it. he handed mercy her phone back, their fingers touching. “mercy, your hand is freezing!” “yeah, i have poor circulation.” “you need to warm up, come back inside.” alex grabbed her arm and gently brought mercy in. when he let go of her arm, mercy quickly felt alex’s warmth leave the fabric of the hoodie. alex closed the door, looking over at finn and roscoe, who were laying on one side of the couch. “guess we gotta squeeze in now. they stole my spot.” alex chuckled, mercy realizing their legs will be touching. she shouldn’t be blushing, thinking about the fact that their legs will be touching, even though they hugged at one point. alex sat down by the arm of the couch, mercy grabbing her water and sitting next to alex and his dogs. she started to drum her fingers on her arm, which was a nervous tick she developed over the years. the movie started playing again. mercy noticed there was a little more than half of the movie left, so she got comfortable. she put her feet up on the couch, fixing her hair and taking her thick braids out of the hoodie.

katelyn and tyler had finished talladega nights and put their dishes away. they had started another movie, which was kate’s choice. she wanted to watch beauty and the beast, either version. they decided on the live-action version. “emma watson is the perfect belle. she’s who i imagined belle to look like.” “i could see you dressing as her.” “would you dress as my beast?” “absolutely, my belle.” tyler took katelyn’s hand and kissed her knuckles. katelyn giggled, a light blush on her cheeks. “such a charming prince.” tyler kept katelyn’s hand in his own, lightly brushing her knuckles once in a while as they watched the movie.

mercy felt her eyelids get heavier than before. alex’s laughter helped her wake up a little, but not enough. she yawned, chuckling at one of the bits of dialogue. next thing she knew, she felt soft fabric on her cheek and warmth. alex looked at his shoulder, seeing mercy passed out. alex thought about waking her and bringing her home, but decided against it. he grabbed his phone without waking mercy up and texted katelyn.

‘Hey Katelyn! Mercy fell asleep. I was gonna bring her home but decided against it. She didn’t feel very good all day :(‘

‘Fine by me! How was she before she fell asleep? Tyler and I are finishing up our second movie. I’ll be home at midnight, I can keep a light on for Merc.’

‘I might let her stay over tonight. She was really tired. I can bring her back in the morning?’

‘Yeah, either way works for me :) She’s got some media stuff tomorrow before the race.’

‘Gotcha. I’ll see you soon.’

‘See you tomorrow :)’

alex put his phone on the table beside the couch, turning his head to look at mercy. he thought about the years they talked on twitter, the first day they spoke face to face, the first meeting at hendrick, and all the times they hung out. he’s an awkward guy, really shy as well, but almost never feels that way around mercy. the first few times they interacted with each other, it was a little awkward. he realized that mercy was just like him. they had similar tastes in music, cars, foods, movies, you name it. alex realized at this moment, he really liked her. he really, really likes her.

[howl-fantasies]

A/N - Because I missed their little text-bickering. 🤯

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WHAT

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HELL

Y/N?!

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Y/N

Is it suppose to be a riddle?

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OF COURSE NOT DUMBASS!

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Y/N

Just wanted to be sure.

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Well now you are. Then, again, WHAT THE HELL?!

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Sweety, I know I'm super impressive and all, always know things that happened, are happening or are going to happen, but I'm not omniscient. And I'm not Galadriel, since she's an elf and everything. You'll have to be more precise.

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Riddl-ED

Don't make me start about how it is just impossible for you to be Galadriel or we will never sleep tonight. Or the next. But you've made a good point. You're not intelligent enough to remember every little details of your day. So, let me enlighten you:

WHAT WERE YOU DOING AT THE STORE FIDDLING WITH BABY'S CLOTHES?!

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Y/N

Thanks you very much TolkiED, I don't have the time to be nerdy with you tonight. Also, my limited brain works fortunately well enough to remember the code of your little bank account in the Gotham Central Bank. Or to find out any new code you would create in the future.

Concerning the clothes, well, what can I say. I bought a few, yeah. So what?

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Stop playing stupid!

You can't have a child with him!

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Y/N

Wow. Super bold of you to make this statement, knowing Zstalkersz will read it later when he thinks I'm not looking.

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I DON'T CARE! You can't be pregnant Y/N! And you can't be pregnant with HIS child!

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You should be happy, you'll be a terrific gay uncle dear. As well as Oswald of course.

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Don't bring him into this mess!

What happened to you?! Weren't you terrified of the simple idea of pregnancy? Gods! You cried like a river at the GCPD last time when you were late!

Btw how late are you?! You were supposed to bleed last week.

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Dude...

Are you following my cycle? Like, for real?

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Of course I am!

I wanted to be sure to spot any sign in case you would be knocked up! And it failed! What did I miss?!

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Decency, I would say.

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Are you going to keep it?

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Well, it's not really up to me to be honest.

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What? Is he forcing you to keep it?!

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Not really, Victor is pretty indifferent.

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I'm scoffing right now, let me tell you! How is it he doesn't care when he was the co-maker of this upcoming disaster?!

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Oh no. He was not.

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Jim was.

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WHAT?! YOU SLEPT WITH JIMBO?! HOW?! WHEN?! WHY?! AND WHY IS HE STILL ALIVE?!

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GODDAMMIT ANSWER MY CALLS!

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I can't, phones aren't allowed during an echography, dear. Barb will kill me if she catches me texting or worse, chit-chatting with you. I'm not ready to die so soon.

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She knows?! And let you live to text the tale?!

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Why of course. It concerns her directly after all.

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You did it on purpose.

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You were especially vague about everything just to let me think you were the one being pregnant.

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How dare you!

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It was super fun. You were amazing darling, thank you so so much for this very good time.

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I hate you.

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Don't block me so fast. How long do you think it will take to Oswald to piece everything together?

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Wanna play a little prank with me?

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Gosh you're a piece of work woman.

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Sent him a text.

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Keep me updated.

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I'm still mad.

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You'll pay for this one.

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♥️

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You don't need to make me bleed.

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Already have, last week.

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You're disgusting. If not for the prank, I would have block you.

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😘

[onetruesirius]

Gonna add a bit because I think it's at least somewhat relevant to this conversation?

It wasn't simply a matter of "not having anywhere to go". The Allies CREATED that condition/state, and then CREATED this crisis, in every meaningful way.

Diasporic Jews who were fleeing persecution in Europe, were in many cases barred from fleeing to America and Britain; these were people fleeing genocide, and the Allies... just wouldn't take them. The Allies turned holocaust survivors away at the docks. There's a lot to be said about the antisemitism that the Allies had culturally been marinating in for hundreds of years—the same antisemitism Germany had manifested, and also just general hatred of immigrants in America's case??

POINT being. The Palestinian Jews and Muslims and Christians [who lived in basically integrated peace at the time] were one of the few places that would take Holocaust survivors fleeing the violence. They took them in like long-lost cousins who tragically were gone a long time but now had a seat at the table.

But then. Europe stepped back in again. Wanted to enact Hitler's Final Solution [deporting all their Jews back to either Palestine or Madagascar or... I think there were a couple other places in the running]. Europe said, "Hey these Palestinians are taking in all these Jews out of the goodness of their hearts, I'm sure they won't mind if we authorize the creation of a Jewish ethnostate right on top of their lands and incentivise all our Jews to leave our territores; it's better for everyone, trust!..."

And then they gave the land away to the new massive influx of [mostly white-passing] immigrants, without asking the Palestinians already there. If you listen to the way a lot of Palestinian elders talk about this matter very much in a "If my brother steals my house, I will fight him, because even if he is my brother he stole my house" sort of way. And then the laws of apartheid started popping up. Violence and the the slaughter of the Nakba—

I legitimately think that the Jewish diaspora *could have integrated peacefully* with the Palestinians, if Europe hadn't gotten involved. Because they ended up setting arbitrary borders and gave the diaspora a hell of a lot of guns and money and a directive to make a supremist ethnostate.

There's definitely like... a splash of colonialism going on, not even that the Jews are TRYING to do, necessarily—they're getting exploited by the colonial powers who created the ethnostate, as the strongarm. When that strongarm is no longer needed, these colonial powers will drop the Jews like a hot coal and let them be the global scapegoat for all the colonial violence and then antisemitism will flare and... the cycle continues.

Now we have the question of, yeah we know that this shouldn't have been done, fat lotta good that does here and now, which like... yeah. A two-state solution is always going to be fraught, and dismantling the worst bits of an apartheid ethnostate is... really difficult actually?? At this point it feels like, the only way to deal with this, is if Europe, Canada, and, to a much greater extent America [FINALLY.] go hands-off, and Israel the state is forced to actually negotiate at the table with the other world powers it has to interact with in the region, instead of just killing everyone that it kind of moderately dislikes? and also coming to terms with how socially damaging the supremacy indoctrination bit is, etc etc.

Basically this is 100% the old Allies' fault and the Allies are trying to fix it by making it so much worse—while the best [if slightly painful] solution is the thing that would have worked from the outset: The Americans stop giving guns and bombs to every Tom, Dick, and Harry who asks.

Are there Palestinian Jews that have left Judaism and are Muslim? Do you think that is why there is tension

Palestinian Jews exist and I'm sure there's some who have converted to Islam. However, that's not why there's tension. The tension is because, after World War 2, Jews didn't have anywhere to go. So politicians in Europe decided to give them a home in Palestine. The issue is that no one asked the Palestinians if they were willing to give their land away to immigrants. And they weren't willing. They had a right to decline, it's their land. But it was essentially ignored, and Jews started immigrating to Palestine. Nearby Arab countries tried defending Palestine, but that's when the Nakba occurred. Thousands of Palestinians were killed, and even more were forced to flee. The idea of a “two-state solution” was forced onto them.  Those settlers are there until now, and most countries defend them. That's why there is tension. It has nothing to do with religion, or conversion. It has to do with settlers who kill the natives and refuse to give their land back. Hope this answers your question

[genshin-obsessed]

Proposals!

Bless the anon that gave me this idea! Anon if you read this, ilysm for this idea and I loved writing it out! I’m also planning on doing the marriage hcs soon! Also, enjoy these because the next set is FULL ANGST >:)

Includes: Aether, Kaeya, Venti, Diluc,Razor, Xingqiu, Xiao, Zhongli, and Childe.

Come one, come all! Find out how your mans proposes to you!

Nervous. He is so damn nervous, his hands were shaking, he was worried he’d drop the ring- what if you didn’t like the ring?! What if you said no? What the hell was he gonna do then?!

He planned on asking you to marry him on the spot he asked you out. Which was actually a restaurant. The thing was, he didn’t want to do a public proposal. That would put unnecessary pressure on you.

Well… it definitely didn’t go as planned. You two were in a fight against treasure hoarders- and there were a lot of them- when the box got knocked out of his pocket. You two had simple commissions and he was going to propose right after. But NO. He lost his mind when one of them picked up your ring. The hoarder had dropped it while Aether was kicking tail and it landed by your foot. You picked up the small box before Aether could.

You were so happy and tears immediately flooded your eyes and you tackled him in a hug. He… may have shed a tear or two. You kissed him over and over and over, disregarding the unconscious hoarders around you.

“Thank you for saying yes. I swear, I’ll never leave your side for as long as I live.”

He doesn’t look like it, but he was extremely nervous. He knew you loved him and that you wouldn’t say no, but what if you did. There was always a chance that you’d say you weren’t ready for marriage. You two definitely wouldn’t break up… but that would hurt, probably more than he could handle. Not to mention the embarrassment.

He planned on proposing under the statue in Mondstat at night. You loved how the moon illuminated the statue and there weren’t a lot of people there either. So if he got rejected… limited viewers.

It went exactly how he planned it! It was late and night and before you headed home, he stopped you; claimed he had something to show you. He took you to his desired spot, which thankfully was empty. He got down right on one knee and asked you.

You were elated! over the moon! So happy, you couldn’t talk. Tears rolled down your cheeks as you nodded, moving your hand to him. You two laughed when you realized it was the wrong hand before you gave him your left one.

“You’re cute and now you’re mine for life. Smile, yeah?”

Even the mighty Barbatos got nervous. Throughout his life, he’d seen many proposals. He saw many rejections as well. He had a vague idea of what he wanted but he was scared. You could always say no, and even though it wasn’t the end of the world, he didn’t wanna hear a no.

He planned on asking you at his favorite tree. One where he often went to in his time of need. So why not propose there? Create a beautiful memory he would remember for the rest of his time.

Well… it kind of went as planned. You two were at the tree and for 2 HOURS Venti kept chickening out. He would plan on starting, then quit. This was a vicious cycle for a good two hours before he finally took his chance. He didn’t get down on his knee, but he did take your hand and give you a whole speech about his love for you. 

You noted that he was more nervous than ever and it was concerning. Venti was very carefree and if he had any problems, he always came to you. So why wouldn’t he do it this time? You definitely didn’t expect it but you couldn’t have been happier. It wasn’t a traditional proposal but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Heh… that was terrifying. Look at that. You got a god on his knees for you.”

There was a lot of back and forth before he ultimately decided to propose. This wasn’t because he was questioning his own feelings, no, he knew what he wanted and that was you. But he didn’t know if you’d say yes. The thing was, his work was… questionable. It was easier for you to break up with him than divorce him. He had to push those types of thoughts away as he planned the proposal.

The plan was to propose at the winery. You had a special spot you sat in and he wanted to propose there. Away from prying eyes, giving you privacy. He wouldn’t mind a public proposal, but it was a date and he really didn’t want anyone to see if he got rejected. Not to mention, he didn't really like public proposals. They felt like a manipulation tactic.

Well… it almost went as planned. Diluc had gotten you where he wanted you but he couldn’t ask. He got scared, so he didn’t ask. He was sorely disappointed with himself and couldn’t let go of the thought for days. So, he decided to try again, but actually asking you this time. About a week later, he gave it another try and forced himself to ask. He got on one knee- all awkward like- and then asked.

You couldn’t contain your happiness. You didn’t even let him finish what he was saying before you tackled him down in a hug. He would’ve caught you, had he been not as nervous and shocked. He laughed and held you tightly, kissing the top of your head. The relief was overwhelming and he almost cried himself. He slid the ring onto your finger and ruffled your hair.

“Hey. Stop looking at me like that… I won’t hold back if you do.”

Razor doesn’t understand proposals. He only understands mating from the other wolves, but you’ve told him all you can about marriage and the like. This makes him want to propose, but he gets help. Lumine helps set up the perfect date where he can propose, explaining how it works.

The plan was that he would take you on a picnic date that he and Lumine set up. You two would talk and at the right time, Razor would take the ring out and propose. Seemed easy enough. Razor needed A LOT of practice though. He was nervous and kept forgetting what to say, but eventually he got everything down right! Now he just needed to ask.

It went really well, actually. The date was great, Razor had the ring ready, and he even said the right words. Well, he said the words that were right according to him.

You loved it. You loved everything, his words, the date, the proposal. How could you say no? You leaped into his arms with a bright smile and nodded repeatedly. He forgot which hand the ring went on, but it was ok because you found it adorable!

“I love you, (y/n). Let’s spend an eternity together.”

He’d read about plenty of proposals, but he never thought he’d be planning one! He went through every single romance book in his collection to see if he could borrow ideas. There were a few good ones, but one idea stuck out to him.

The plan was to propose at the flower field you two often frequented. A simple date where he would read to you under the tree. He would then pretend like he was reading a passage but it would be his proposal. He’d take the ring out and ask you to marry him.

Well... HE FORGOT THE RING! He pressed his hand against his pocket so he could pull it out after he’d asked you, but he’d forgotten the ring at home. So, obviously that didn’t work out. However, he did do something about two and half weeks later, which was different from the original plan, and he brought the ring this time.

You’re overjoyed, you knew exactly what was happening when you saw the small velvet box in his hands. It was hard to breathe as he gave his cute little speech. You were so happy, you forgot to say yes and just held your hand out. He beamed as he slid the ring onto your finger.

“There. Now we can stay together forever.”

Oh boy. Ok, it took a minute for Xiao to understand marriage. From his point of view, it’s easy to think that people might just be contractually binding themselves, but that wasn’t true. You two often talked about marriage but it was mostly you explaining it to him, rather than you two talking about being married. In other words, you didn’t expect it.

Xiao needed help. A lot of help. He understood that marriage wasn’t just a contract, it was something that meant a lot to humans. It was a sign of them binding to one another for life. It was a union of two lovers who vowed to only love each other for eternity, and even an adeptus could see the beauty in that. So, Xiao needed help proposing; his plan was simple but something you would like. The balcony at the inn was a place you two often met, so he wanted to propose there.

It went as planned actually! Xiao remembered what he wanted to say and everything. You two spend a little while chatting and watching the stars before he gets on his knee. You, of course, didn’t expect it until you saw the ring. Mostly because you knew Xiao was still learning about relationships in general, so you never expected he’d propose so soon.

Your heart skipped a beat and you weren’t even sure if you were seeing things right! Did you hit your head a little too hard? You might’ve! Xiao felt awkward because after he’d finished talking, you were silently staring at him. That’s when fear of rejection settled in and he frowned, looking away. He felt like an idiot, but before he could close the box and stand up, you tackled him to the ground, littering his face with kisses.

“Did you have to stand there all quiet… you scared me…”

He also needed a moment to truly understand and want marriage. There were plenty of people who didn’t want to get married, but you weren’t one of them. You two had the conversation a while ago, but Zhongli was happy to know you wouldn’t mind spending your life with him. 

He definitely needed help planning it. He knew everything you liked, but he just wasn’t sure about the setting, the words, the ring! It was all very daunting and although he was who he was, something like this was still nerve wracking. The plan was you two would have dinner and towards the end, he would propose. The dinner would be a private one and he had already prepared his speech. 

It went as planned! You two got through the dinner just fine and then he finally got down on his knee. He was more nervous than he thought and he was shaking a little bit, but you were so overjoyed, you didn’t even notice. 

The last thing you expected was this cute dinner date to end in a proposal! You genuinely believed you might be the one proposing to him one day but turns out, he beat you to it. Tears welled up when he told you how much he loved you and how much you meant to him. The way he took your hand was so gentle as he looked up at you with hopeful eyes.

“Will you spend your life with me? Will you marry me?”

He didn’t think marriage was for him. There were just some things people couldn’t have and he wasn’t special. Marriage and love wasn’t for him. Or so he thought. Then he met you, fell in love with you, and found a world without you unbearable. It wasn’t long before he was contemplating proposing. There were many things that went through his head. Was he ready? Were you ready? Would you say yes? Should he talk to you about it? Would a surprise proposal be a good idea?

He had a general idea of what he wanted. He had a ring, one he got made that he knew you would adore. He knew a good place, so all he needed to do was find the right moment. Easier said than done. You were busy, he was busy, and there wasn’t a day where he could mentally prepare for the rejection he could get. 

The plan was that he would take you out on a day. All day. He would do everything you wanted, go wherever you wanted, and the like. Towards the end, he would take you to your secret spot, you would spend some time there, talk and whatnot, then he would throw in the proposal!

That’s not how it went AT ALL! Partially through your date, he had to be called away and you received an emergency request. That took all day and you two weren’t able to finish your date. So he tried again. That failed as well for similar reasons. He tried again but that also failed. So, he actually gave up. He thought it was the universe telling him it wasn’t going to workout. He was terrified, so damn scared that this sign would lead to something else. But, when you’d gone over to his place, you were looking for a towel to dry your hands when you found the ring. You asked him and you’d never seen him so embarrassed. However, that’s when he got down on one knee and proposed. 

You were so happy, you jumped into his arms, yelling yes and kissing him over and over again. The two of you tumbled to the floor, laughing. He’d even dropped the ring but you were so happy you refused to let go or move while you kissed again. Finally, you let him grab the ring and slide it onto your finger. 

“There. Now you have the rest of your life to live with me, so be careful with what you do. Make sure you always come home to me.”

[wonderwomanfantasy]

Date night in

Sakuatsu is such a comfort ship I love it

Sakuatsu x Reader

warnings: some spice? boys being boys,

word count: 1,000 (about)

summary: hot bitches do puzzles. Hotter bitches get fucked on top of puzzles.

People always seemed to think that Polly relationships were hard. But really it was easy. The hardest thing was when they were away on overseas games together but since you were being offered two friends and family packs you could usually get seats to their games. Maybe things had been a little rough at first, trying to keep Atsumu and Kyoomi from killing each other or spending the whole date arguing, but honestly, you wouldn’t still be with them if that was too much for you.

But that was just the beginning, by now you’d fallen into a routine with them. On Friday nights you’d go out either to a restaurant or to an amusement park or just on a walk, and then Wednesday nights you’d have a stay at home movie nights. At least that's how normal Wednesday nights went. It was clear from the second that you came home, that was not how tonight was going to go.

You could smell something burning in the kitchen and you could hear a steady muttering of expletives coming from the living room. Quickly you marched to the living room, not knowing what to expect.

“What the hell are you doing?” you demanded seeing the absolute mess laid out before Atsumu. He looked up at you with a wobbling lower lip and watery eyes.

“Baby, I don’t know how it happened! I was just trying to move Omi’s stupid puzzle so I could put out snacks for movie night and- and it just broke!” he cried out spreading his hands out to gesture at the hundreds of puzzle pieces scattered around the carpet.

You sighed. The idea of Atsumu trying to pick up the unfinished puzzle and it shattering in his hands played all too clearly in your head.

“Please babe just keep Kyomi distracted until I fix it and he’ll never know,” he pleaded, but it was clear he was panicking too much to think straight, trying to jam two mismatched pieces together. You dropped to your knees and pulled the mangled puzzle away from him.

“Stop it, you’re going to break it, then Omi really will kill you,” you hissed trying to gather the edge pieces as quickly as you could.

“Why am I killing Atsumu- oh,” both you and Sumu jumped looking up to see your other partner peering over at you. He frowned looking at the mess on the floor.

“I was almost finished with that one,” he sighed before sitting down between the two of you “but I’m not mad, if the three of us work on it together it’ll be fine,” he said calmly. Shutting down Atsumu’s fevered apologies

“Yer not mad?” the faux blonde sniffled.

“No, not really, I mean you break the puzzle again when it’s done anyway,” he said before smirking quietly to himself. He’d been trying to rope you two into doing jigsaw puzzles with him for weeks now, and finally, it looked like he’d succeeded.

You got the snacks, and Atsumu turned on a random film to play in the background and the three of you got started. According to the box it was supposed to create rolling hills cut through by a train and white clouds of smoke.

Atsumu was struggling trying to piece all of the white cloud pieces together. You weren’t fairing much better you were just cycling through the blue sky pieces trying to see which ones clicked together.

“This is relaxing isn’t it?” Sakusa sighed,

“I’ve literally never been more stressed in my life,” Sumus whispered making you laugh. Sakusa rolled his eyes.

“I’m sure you’d much rather be making out right now, ignoring the movie entirely,” he huffed. Atsumu smirked.

“You never complain when we kiss,” he said wiggling his eyebrows.

“Yeah omi, would you really be upset if we started making out now?” you tease, his pale cheeks flush.

“Maybe we can kiss later if you two behave,” he snapped, covering his blush with his hand. But it was too late, you and Atsumu had shifted gears.

“Behaving isn’t really our strong suit,” he purred, shifting to face his boyfriend resting his hand on Omi’s thigh and squeezing.

“I’d rather do something bad too,” you said crawling over eagerly to him. Omi only got the chance to gulp before you pulled him close kissing him. Atsumu followed your lead kissing his neck and skimming his hands over his legs. Kyomi melted against you giving in almost instantly. He put up such a tough guy front but that’s all it was. A front.

“Let’s do something fun Omi,” you whined switching off his mouth letting Atsumu have a turn kissing him.

“Puzzles are fun,” he protested, weakly. Atsumu pushed his hand up Omi’s shirt trailing down his toned stomach

“Bet I can think of something more fun,” Sumu teased, before pulling away. “But if you aren’t interested we can just have fun by ourselves-” he sighed and yanked you into his lap. You yelped as you fell into his lap and before you could even register what he was doing, Atsumu dipped down and stuck his tongue in your mouth. Much like Sakusa your brain just shut off and let him have his way with you, squeezing your ass hard enough to make you moan.

“Stop,” Sakusa hissed jealously worming his way between the two of you. “Don’t leave me out,” he complained. Atsumu smirked.

“Thought you wanted to do Puzzles, baby,” you teased

“Shut the fuck up about the puzzles,” he snapped tugging both of you to the bedroom.

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ahdflksjaklf;jsls ok buddies - I hate talking about 14x13: Lebanon, but it has relevancy in the “John Winchester is a villain and cannot and should not be redeemed” discourse as well as being a crucial piece of finale denialist lore so I Have Been Thinking About It Too Much.

As you may recall, the Occult Object of the Week - the pearl - in Lebanon is supposed to grant Dean’s “heart’s desire.” Dean and Sam are Very Sure this means expelling Michael (the Dean Winchester Must Be Saved installment of season 14) (honestly that premise always seemed a little slim to me, I was hoping for Dean’s heart’s desire to be Cas, on Dean’s car, naked, covered in bees). 

Instead they summon Dad of the Year, which at first feels infuriating.  However after discussion with my earworms, I Have Fixed It (and also turned it into a grenade to launch at 15x20.)

Finale denialists and John Winchester derogatorians ASSEMBLE! and let’s discuss after the cut.

I’ve written in depth about Dean’s struggles with the cycle of abuse, so I won’t go too far into it here, but if you want to revisit any of that meta this is a good place to begin.  This post hinges on the same theory - that Dean’s true freedom is established in his release from that cycle - that is the logical outcome of any hero’s journey for him, and where he would finally be able to accept happiness and love.  This logically would also make release from the cycle of abuse and the feelings of self-hatred Dean struggles with his “heart’s desire” for purposes of the pearl.  When it comes to emotions, we also know Dean doesn’t deal with them well.  He punches things instead.  So odds are, Dean hasn’t really worked through these feelings.  

Dean also mentions when John returns that “it was what [Dean] wanted since he was 4″ - when they lost Mary, right before John became obsessed with revenge.  Season 12 Mary canonically remembers John as a “good dad,” so we can draw a line from that to the abuse really starting shortly after her death.  This is also corroborated by Dean himself:

DEAN: You know when you died, it changed Dad. 

(A visual of the John Mary remembers) (just my excuse to put pictures of Matt Cohen on your dash) (I shouldn’t need an excuse) (Matt Cohen hi you are on Tumblr please don’t read any of this I’m embarrassed).

So what Dean has is pre-Mary’s-death John and post-Mary’s-death John, post-Mary’s-death John being the one whose abuse created Dean’s own damaged persona.  Dean thinks the fix is to stop things on the front end (he is ignoring any process-centered solution, he just wants it to never have happened, he is in denial that he has to work through this and just wants it to be erased, etc etc etc).  

***also keep in mind that going back in time to change things on the front end as a “fix it” is a storyline SPN repeats regularly***

***and it always ends up being impossible to do*** 

Ok so for Dean, his damage/anger/brutal nature/darkness is always linked to John, and this cycle “began” for Dean once their family was torn apart by Mary’s death.  So the fix is his “blood family” together.  That’s his heart’s desire in Lebanon because Dean hasn’t really worked through any of his emotions, and it’s his very Dean way of fixing it - “oh if my family gets put back together I will be put back together too.”

***speaking of quick fixes, I’d like to note that any case in SPN that is referred to as a “milk run”  inevitably becomes complicated and messy***

***continuing the thematics of there’s no such thing as a quick fix***

This is no different.  Stopping the cycle by simply erasing it from the narrative erases anything else that happened along the way during the journey.  It erases this Mary (who they know as a person by this point and not just the mom on a pedestal) 

and (most importantly) it erases this Cas (the episode specifically replaces Cas with one who Doesn’t Know Dean).

We Emphasize This Of Course In The Dialogue In Case You Missed It

DEAN Cas, you know us. ALTERNATE CAS I don’t know you.

***Simply erasing the origin of Dean’s trauma erases all of Dean’s growth.  It erases this family that Dean is so proud to tell John he has now. It erases everything he has already overcome despite how hard it was to achieve it.

So, John goes back.  In that way, the pearl does give Dean his heart’s desire - his realization that this is not about a quick fix, it is about the journey to the good, and all you gain and become along the way (kind of similar to “Happiness isn't in the having. It's in just being. It's in just saying it" eh?).  it’s the process.  It’s every moment along the way.  It’s the people who help him get there.

And then he starts the healing journey by taking control of his own life, by owning his feelings instead of displacing the blame, by recognizing he is NOT guided solely by the actions of his father and this cycle:

DEAN

And for the longest time, I blamed Dad. I mean, hell, I blamed Mom, too, you know? I was angry. But say we could send Dad back knowing everything. Why stop there? Why not send him even further back and let some other poor sons of bitches save the world? But here’s the problem. Who does that make us? Would we be better off? Well, maybe. But I gotta be honest – I don’t know who that Dean Winchester is.

And the episode fucking ends with Cas, the Cas Who Knows Them coming into the bunker and asking them what happened, calling each of them by name just to emphasize again That He Knows Them, because Cas knowing Dean, and Cas being Dean’s family is the cornerstone of what Dean’s heart desires.

[CAS walks in from the door at the top of the stairs. SAM, DEAN and MARY walk out from the library to see him.]

CAS Mary, Sam, Dean. What happened?

So yeah, it took 14 damn seasons but Lebanon is where Dean realizes he can be defined by more than the acts of his father.  (That’s why it’s so terrifying for Dean when Chuck snatches back any control he gained in Season 15.  Because for Dean, Chuck is just John Winchester Controls My Every Action all over again, except he’s God which makes it even worse.) 

That’s also why the final blow to Chuck is not Dean killing him. 

The last stage in the journey that begins here with Dean’s “I’m good with who I am” - [I’m still bad and dark and damaged but I’m good with it]

is Dean’s “that’s not who I am.” [the most caring man on Earth; the most selfless, loving human being I will ever know]

Thats equally why 15x18 is so brilliant, 15x19 is at least acceptable, and 15x20 simply does. not. work.

Dean Winchester’s perfect heaven cannot possibly center on the blood family.  It does not have John Winchester and Mary, husband and wife, who took away his own free will.  It is THIS FAMILY.  The found family.  Cas and Jack and Sam and the Mary that was resurrected.  Dean’s entire character arc supports this journey, and to have it culminate in something that is so established in the season prior to this one as something Dean knows he no longer wants is maddening.

I’m even more mad now because I just remembered that the most prominent picture above Dying Sam’s bed was the blood family portrait from this episode; almost like they wanted us to remember this particular stupid lesson.  This show is so stupid when it could have been so so so very good.

***I want to say thanks again to all of you who read my spiraling if you got this far.  It’s therapeutic for me to do it, but it makes it all the better that people actually read it.  Seeing you in my notes MAKES my entire day****