#that's like.... scary. obviously it's scary for the child but i have to welcome them?? and. oh god. new to do list already forming.

[dontwanderoff]

admin just emailed that im getting a new student tomorrow or thursday send help

[mekochansblog]

Hi! I absolutely love the masterpiece you just dropped! Consider me a new big fan!!! Also I was wondering if your requests are open? If so I would love to see your take on Five x reader where reader wouldn’t hurt a fly and means the world to him but one day gets kidnapped cause she knows five (or you can make the reason up) and Five goes crazy panicking/ crying about where you are and won’t listen to his family etc. Obviously you don’t have to do the request if you don’t want to 💜

Innocent

Five Hargreeves x reader

Warnings:

- cuss words

When they first recruited Five on the commission, he always believed he would never like it here. That is until you came along. He first met you as someone that was first intimidated by anything. He will talk to you, you’ll be startled quickly. He will try to start a conversation, you will yelp in surprise. It’ll be the little things that will get you. Mostly because Five is an intimidating man; but getting to know him more since the handler made you his personal secretary, you had to know how he was and acted.

It took a whole 6 months for you to understand Five and get used to how he was and act. It took only 1 year for you to fall in love with him. It took him 1 year to get used to you getting comfortable with him but 6 months for him to fall in love with you. He trusted you with stuff that he only trusted Dolores. He let you know about the apocalypse, he told you his deepest darkest secrets. At first it was scary, but one look in his eyes and you knew he had to do it to survive. When he first let everything out, you gave him a hug.

A hug.

A hug he so badly needed after all those years being isolated in the apocalypse.

At first he went rigid.

His body froze.

But when he felt you not letting go at all on the hug he decided to hug back; he needed this and he knew deep down, whether Dolores was there when he hugged her, she never hugged back. So feeling finally hands around him not going to kill him but to give him affection; it slipped his mind. Five zones back to the present and unlock the door that he was standing in front of for a while. He opened his apartment house and the smell of food welcomed him in. He looked around and saw your shoes on the side where he would normally see them and your cat Shadow trotting to him and rubbing his head on his leg for pets. Five smiled and bent down and carefully held him and walked towards the kitchen. He peeked his head, knowing that you hate when Shadow is around the kitchen. 

“Fives your home! How was work miele?”

You asked when you saw him in the corner of your eyes, while you were cooking the spaghetti. He chuckled and let Shadow down by the door so he wouldn't enter the kitchen. He walked to you and gave you a sweet kiss on the cheek and layed his head on your back while hugging you. You playfully rolled your eyes but let him be. Once you finished you put the food on two plates and served a bit of cat kibble for Shadow. Five helped you witht he food while you put the needy kitten’s food down on the floor for him to eat with you and Five. Five grabbed your hand and sat you down on your seat, he scooted your chair for you and you sent him a loving smile. 

“Thank you my love, now let’s eat.”

You lightly told him while starting to twirl your food. He knew this night would end like any other night; and he wouldn’t change it for the world. He was grateful for having you in his life. He thanked you for understanding in your own way how he coped in the beginning, he was also thankful for taking care of him when his nightmares will get the most out of him. He was deep in love with you and nothing will ever change that.

*******

When five took you with him to save his family you were a little scared. Not at them but at what they might say about you and what they will think of you. He did let you know about them, told you stories and the crazy things his siblings will come up with just to try to live like a normal child. Landing on the hard ground outside was not what you expected, not going to lie. When you looked at your husband, instead of looking at your 38 year old husband, you were now dead staring at what looked like your 20 year old husband. You scrambled back a bit, hoping this was just a dream. Your husband stood up and looked at you and then at himself since one of his brothers made a comment about your now younger husband. He walked towards you and held out his hand and let out his loving smile. You looked at his honey kissed eyes and slowly let out your hand towards him. He pulled you up and grabbed your hand tightly, knowing everything at the moment was overwhelming.

Five walked inside the house, you both ended in the kitchen. Five led you to a chair and sat you down carefully while he started walking around getting what you believe something to eat. He started grabbing bread then went to the fridge to get the peanut butter. You wanted to ask what he was making, but decided not to comment seeing as you were still surrounded by his siblings. One of his brothers; who you guessed was Luther since Five gave you a recap before heading back; started asking your husband question after question. As the two were discussing you looked at every sibling; you guessed Luther, so the one next to him strapped with knives had to be Diego. The one sitting close to you on the table had to be the talking ghost one, which was Klaus, the one with blonde tips looked like Allison and the last timid girl had to be Vanya. 

You knew Vanya, Klaus and Ben were Five’s siblings that he was able to socialize with. Knowing Five if he liked them, that means you’ll also get along with them. You didn’t notice you zoned out the whole conversation, Five walked away from the kitchen leaving you alone with his family.

“So who are you?”

Luther asked you, it felt more like he was interrogating you, if you were being honest. You gulped and fiddled with your rings that seem to fit a little loose now.

“I’m Y/N Hargreeves, nice to meet you all, Five talked about all of you guys.”

You said sincerely, because it was the truth; Five could look like a tough and cold person, but inside all of that was just a young man that missed his family and wanted them to be safe. He sacrificed so much just to see them alive. His siblings looked at you confused. Oh right, you doubt Five ever told them you both were married. 

“I’m Five’s wife.”

Those were the only words you told them. There eyes widen and all had different expressions. Who wouldn’t, knowing your brother disappear one day and the next he comes with a wife would also shock any other person. Five did ended coing back and grabbing your hand and pulled you slowly so you can get up.

“Come on hun, lets go change.” 

You nodded your head and waved to your now siblings in law. Five took you to his room and closed the door and leaned on it once you were inside and sitting on his bed. You didn’t know if he was upset because you told his siblings about your relationship. You wanted to ask, but were scared of the answer he will give you. You heard him sigh and turn to you. He gave you a weak smile and slowly walked towards you and bent down just a bit to reach you. He grabbed your chin with enough force to not hurt you, but to make you stare at him in his striking chartreuse eyes. He leaned down towards you, lips ghosting your own lips. You shakingly let out a soft breath and that's what made him snap and give you a passionate kiss. A kiss showing so much love and adoration, so much lust and need. All at the same time.

It was what you both needed. You wanted more, but you knew that right now was not the time for all this. You slowly leaned back not wanting to break away but needing to. You gulped and shakingly kept looking at his now dark bottle green eyes.

“Five my love, we have a job to do, remember?”

You quietly told him, not wanting to break the quietness. He leaned back a bit and nodded his head, knowing you were right. He slowly exhaled and looked at you, your plump pink lips and hazy eyes, your daze looking face. Five knew he was fucked when you had that look. 

“Come- come on we… we uhh have a funeral to go to.” 

He stuttered and you knew why.

*****

When Five told you to go back with Klaus and Luther and vote for him about his mom; you had this horrible gut feeling you were feeling. You didn’t know why but you felt like something was going to happen. You knew you should have told Five; but you decided against it. You sat next to Klaus, he decided that you were his second favorite person and gratefully shared his chips that he ‘totally’ didn’t steal from the store 10 minutes ago. You thank him for the snack and listen in on the conversation.

“I mean, do you really think Mom would hurt Dad?”

Vanya quietly told everyone. In your mind she did have a point. Their robotic mother didn’t look like she could kill anyone, but then again you have never interacted with the mother.

“You haven't been home in a long time, Vanya.”

Diego said harshly to Vanya. You were about to intervine to defend one of your sister-in laws when Luther was the one that interrupted.

“If he was poisoned, it would have shown in the coroner's report.” 

Luther said while pointing at the old television that was showing the robotic mother giving your father-in-law tea and then waiting for him to drink for her to take the cup away from him. Right when he does drink he starts choking and shaking. You didnt know if you should say something at this point. You did zone out the family until they said your husband’s name.

“What? Five's not here.”

You looked at the siblings since technically you were going to be Five’s vote. This time you did speak up because if you didn’t you knew the family won’t ever let you say something.

“Um… actually Fives told me to vote for him?”

You questioned more than asked. The siblings looked at you, forgetting you were there for a minute. They all looked at each other and three of them agreed to what you said, but the other two didn’t. You didn’t know why Five really thought this was a good idea. You didn’t see the point in being here if they didn’t want your opinion at all or what you thought.

“Sorry, but you don’t count for Five at all.”

Luther told you agressively. Your eyes slightly widened and you gulped; you slowly nodded your head and muttered a small ‘okay’ and just decided to stand up and walk away. You shakily sighed and repeated the same mantra in your head. ‘It’s okay, it’s fine.’ You don’t know what else you could of done. You’re trying to get to know and get along with all the siblings but it feels like nothing is working at all. You walked to Fives room and gently closed the door. You had your back to the door and you slowly leaned on it and slowly lowered yourself to the ground. You grabbed your knees and just layed your head on them while waiting for Five to at least come back. You must of dooze off because the next thing you hear is gunshots.

You jump startled and get out of the room looking for the siblings. Even though you knew they probably didn’t see you as family, they were to you. You slowly walked to where you heard the gunshots and looked around to see if you could spot any of the siblings. You noticed Klaus walking around, more like dancing in just a towel and some headphones. You were just about to tap his shoulder when everything went dark.

************

You woke up in pain. You hissed feeling like your head was pounding louder and louder. You tried to hold your head, but something was holding you back. You fluttered your eyes and tried to make them adjust to the lightning of the room you were being captive. You heard groans of pain and looked next to you. There Klaus was being tortured by Hazel and Cha-Cha. At the moment they were choking him, but it looked to you like he was enjoying it. ‘Please Klaus I hope you say nothing about Five’ you thought.

******* Five’s point of view *********

I got out of the van seeing as Lance was walking his dog gave me a good opportunity to maybe get the actual information out of him. I did miss Y/N though, maybe sending her to the academy was a bad idea. I shook my head knowing she probably was better over there knowing my siblings were at least capable of taking care of her, well I hope they were. I spatial jumped to the car and put a knife at Lance’s neck. After threathing himinto giving me the information for the eye he finally starts taking me to the lab. Walking to the lab with Lance,I started to smell smoke. Running to the lab knowing I might not have a chance to see the results. I made it to the lab and was about to run inside it when it exploded. 

I fell back and landed hard on the ground. I groaned and looked at the lab that just exploded. Fucking hell now what teh hell am I going to do. I got up and walked back to the van and grabbed the liquor bottles I stole and walked to a library. I walked to the third floor and sat down by some pillars and started working on anything I could do to stop this stupid apocalypse.

********

****Y/N’s point of view****

“Remember section 76, sub A, of the training manual?”

You heard Cha-Cha ask Hazel once you woke up from when they knocked you out unconscious again. 

“I barely remember what we had for breakfast at this point.”

He replied back to her. You sighed.

“To paraphrase, torturing works best when you know who you’re torturing.”

You froze, they were either going to torture, you to know where your husband was or they were going to torture Klaus for the information. Hazel and Cha-Cha walked infront of both of you guys and looked at each other and then you. You started to slowly panic, scared of what they could do to you.

“Let’s begin with the wife.”

You let out an ear-splitting scream, as they started electricuting you.

*****

**** third point of view****

While Y/N was being tortured, Five was being taken by Luther and Diego. They were both walking to Diego’s place since it was closer and no one would look for Five there. Once getting to Diego’s place they both started thinking of Y/N. When they went to Five’s room to let Y/N know that they were going to look for Five, you were gone. They both panic knowing that if Five ever found out Y/N wasn’t with them at all he will kill them. They layed Five on the bed and thougth about how to find you; until Al let Diego Know that they found his brother and his sister in law. 

**** second POV****

When you and Klaus finally escaped, you both kind of went your own way, mostly because you were too dizzy and kept limping and stumbling. Diego later found you and helped you to his house. Five and Luther didn’t know that Diego found you. They told Five about you and he went hysterical. He wanted to be strong in front of Luther; but it was you. You are his wife, his life long best friend. He let out tears of pain and worry. When you both made it to Diego’s house; Five was the first to see you and jumped to you. He cried on your shoulder.

“I’m sorry, I'm sorry. I shouldn’t have left you, I shouldn’t have told you to go back to the house. Miele I'm sorry I love you so much. This won't ever happen again I promise.”

Five whimpered to your ear. He was in so much guilt. He knew he would never let this happen to you.

[jttw-monkeybusiness]

When Sophie returns to her world at the end of the trip, where exactly does she reappear? In her house? Any part of her city?

I had this idea that she would drop in her mother's bedroom! Sophie wanted to see her mother and bc of the plot reasons I think it would be a good considering that it would be easier to explain to her mother what has happened to her. Her mother would be reading in her bed getting ready to sleep and suddenly her child would come from out of nowhere. An older woman almost got a heart-attack. Obviously, it would be very overwhelming for Sophie to see her mother and she would burst into tears while hugging her mother, who is very confused. For many days Sophie stayed at her mother's home, explaining what had happened, and telling the story of the Journey, Sandy, Pigsy, Tripitaka, and Wukong. Normally her mother would be very skeptical but considering that she saw her child appearing out of nowhere, might as well believe her! She wore strange clothes, and in her bag, there were some small items that looked ancient. Few books, a few snacks, and even coins! Seeing Sophie excitedly telling the story reminded her mother of Sophie's father. The light in her eyes, the same hand movements, and this energy gave a warm feeling inside of her. But the more days went on, Sophie started to miss that world that she in the beginning used to hate. Spending so many years it started to become her second home in some way. She has also eaten Ginseng fruit. The idea of living over 17,000 years in her own world felt wrong. Even scary. What would people who know her would think? She would age so slowly that it would almost be like she is immortal. Missing Wukong's teasing, nagging, and bragging made Sophie feel like something was missing. The monkeys in the Flower Fruit Mountain are in her mind daily as she continues her life normally. She graduated and started to find a job. Just living her normal life just like she would have before meeting Wukong. Now all of this feels odd. Almost boring. Was it because Wukong was not with her? If he was with her, the boring daily routine would feel much fun. Sophie couldn't believe it, but she wanted to go back to the Flower Fruit Mountain. The memory of Wukong says that if she doesn't have any place to go, she can just live with them. She would always be welcome to stay as long as she wanted. The conversation with her mother didn't go as smoothly as she wanted. It's understandable. She would leave her world and create her own life. She might never see her mother again. Sophie felt horrible while trying to explain her reasons. She felt like she was a bad person, but in the end, her mother understood. Seeing Sophie not happy until she explained about her Journey clearly meant what she wanted. "It would be selfish of me to try to stop you from wanting what you want. I just want you to be happy again." In Sophie's dream, she would call Guanyin and ask if she could go back. The decision is locked and even Guanyin is asking if she is sure. But they both know the answer and with that Sophie's sleeping body would slowly vanish in the soft light. She would disappear like the last sunlight behind the forest in the evening leaving a letter on her mother's table: "Best of mothers and best of women." Her own Journey has now started.

[lennadanvers]

Hi! I love everything youve written with my entire fucking heart like you dont understand there hasnt been a single thing of yours that I havent liked! Anyways, I was wondering if you could write some more Simon Riley? You write him so well it isnt even funny. If you cant, no worries! I think youre amazing!!!!

Hi! Thanks a lot for the praise, it means a lot (you don't even know how much, I'm pretty new to fanfic writing and posting stuff is still kinda terrifying, but when people say things like this it warms my heart). Anyway, I had this sitting in my drafts for way too long, and found the energy to finish it today. Sorry for the delay, I hope you still enjoy it.

Thanks for your patience <3

Every coin has two faces

Ghost doesn’t like to think about himself.

Maybe the mask is an effort to conceal his own face when he walks past a mirror, rather than to guard his identity. Maybe it has a double purpose. Maybe it’s just one: to hide. Whatever the case, Simon Riley avoided thinking about himself. Of how he looked. How he sounded. Or moved-

Until he had met you.

Fresh blood. As in a new recruit and as in that you were bleeding the first time he saw you. Despite the bloody nose, there was something there. A burn in your eyes. The sharp smile you threw to the recruit laying at your feet. To the one responsible for your pain. Sparring wasn’t supposed to be this dirty, but they had crossed the line. And you had slaughtered it in response. A fucking demon; you had become violence on the flesh and unleashed something nasty upon them.

Once you had won the fight -not fair and square, but they had asked for it-, you stopped. Put the leash on whatever it was that took over you, and stepped back, hand to your bloody face.

Simon smelled something rotten.

For the untrained nose, it wasn’t noticeable. Most people would have looked at you and seen a surprisingly skilled recruit, that’s it. But he saw himself. Broken recognizes broken, he supposes. The anger ready to jump out. The control; years of training that someone as young as you would only have if they started before even learning to talk.

That’s what it was, wasn’t it? You were another survivor. Another messed up past. Another broken child who grew into a desperate, cold monster.

Ghost saw himself in you.

It went downhill from there. Simon Riley knew it was a bad idea, he was a bad idea. But you were so good. Scary good. Too damn close to perfect for him to be at ease. He kept an eye on you. From afar. Very, very far. From a second-floor window. From his elevated position as a sniper in the field. From a couple dozens of yards in the training area. Through Soap’s gossip.

Simon Riley had never been so close to liking himself. You were fast, methodic, smart and precise. You were strong, witty, sarcastic and poisonous. He was interested, involved, captivated and weirdly vulnerable.

It haunted Ghost how much of himself he saw in you. It just made the few contrasts (sparkly smile, short body, soft curves) feel sweeter. Just made him want to be closer. If you were so… So beautiful, so elegant, deadly, appealing, valuable… Maybe he was, too. Maybe it happened to you too. Maybe, when you looked at him, you saw yourself. Maybe you understood.

That’s why the way you looked at him it chipped his heart a little.

He had never considered himself particularly handsome. Just a man. But this man had a good body -strong, healthy, taller than most. He was good at his job- effective, respected, he had earned his position. He knew not to get into other people’s business, and he had a decent sense of humor. Some women had even complimented his accent- apparently his voice was quite attractive. The few that had seen his face hadn’t complained, either.

Obviously, he didn’t expect everyone to be interested in him. Simon knew the mask weirded some people out. But it wasn’t the mask, was it?

It was him.

You looked at him like he was the president of the welcoming committee of the four horsemen of the apocalypse. Like you’d shoot him if he took a step too close (he never stood within less than six meters from your personal space, mind you). Whenever he entered the room, you stabbed him with your side eye. If Ghost had to walk past you in the hallway, you’d stick to the wall like a fucking tree frog, for God’s sake. And he hadn’t even talked to you directly.

Simon hadn’t been able to wrap his head around it.

Until now, that is. After you had been chosen to go with the team to a mission. One that was supposed to be easy. In and out. No more than a couple hours. No finding a place to stay the night. No ending up divided in a couple different locations. And definitely no spending the night hiding with you.

Alone.

There had been bullets flying everywhere. He was calm, fast. You knew better than to give him dirty looks when he dragged you to safety. But you were looking at him now. And he was terrified.

All this time, the scarred, broken kid inside him had recognized the scared, lost kid inside you. Ghost had seen himself in you.

But you had seen someone else in him.

His broad figure and trained muscles weren’t attractive, were they? They were menacing. His stealth, aim and training weren’t worthy of admiration, but fear. The hard-earned respect, the power, was nothing but a weapon, a strategic position from which to attack. Your dirty looks were the hate you had spent years nursing. God, the way you pressed against the wall in the hallways- your most basic instincts keeping you away from the predator.

Simon is a threat to you.

And you’re looking at him as if he was his father.

Ghost stares back at you from across the abandoned building you’re going to have to spend the whole night in. He’s going to be sick- you look sick. Simon knows how you feel. Being trapped in a house with a man who can beat you into a bloody pulp. Someone bigger, stronger and more powerful. Big body, hard knuckles and labored breath. Next to him, you’re so small. You’re weaker, have less experience and power over him. And you can’t leave: it would be worse. You’re trapped with him.

Alone.

It kills him, the way you step away from his body as soon as you can. How you don’t look him in the eyes, following his hands instead. He feels disgusting.

Simon takes a deep breath and forces his voice to sound calm- he’s not- and quiet.

“You alright? No wounds?”

He knows both answers: no and no. But he has to ask. Has to let you know he cares. He’s on your side. Here to take care of you. Not to hurt.

You shake your head.

“Good. Gonna stay ‘ere tonight. The others can’t be far. Contact Price to let ‘im know our position.”

A nod. He’s used to giving orders, but right now his voice sounded harsher than he would have liked to hear. Ghost winces.

“Thank you.”

It’s the surprise in your eyes that ignites his hope. He’s not an asshole. Maybe.

You don’t trust him, either way. After you eat- pressed against the wall, knees between you and him-, it’s time to prepare for the night. Simon knows how he’d feel if he was in your place. He’s more than sure you’re not happy sleeping in the same room as the big, creepy guy with military equipment who reminds you of a nightmare.

He takes off the gloves first. Someone told him he has nice hands, once. They’re brutal. But human. The mask is next. Usually- always- it stays on during missions, even if they last days. He can make an exception. His naked hand undresses the chin, the mouth, the nose- the scars. Simon bats his short eyelashes, as if the dim light of the sun setting was bothering him- he wants to show you he’s weak. He can be.

You stare at him from the other side of the room, still, a deer in headlights. Simon tucks the mask and his gloves into one of his pockets. Decides he’s keeping the bulletproof vest. But he can spare his gun. And the sniper rifle. And his knives- except for the one hidden inside his pants: he’s not undressing in front of your terrified eyes, and at least he has something to defend himself with, in case the enemy finds you. Everything else goes into a pile on the floor. He then steals a glance at you.

You’re looking at him unsure. He’s not only your superior, but a ruthless soldier. This is not the protocol. In fact, he’s being quite stupid by choosing to spend the night disarmed.

Simon shrugs. He’s not going to explain himself to you.

“’s uncomfortable to sleep with all that metal. ‘m a fucking bell.”

You give him another nod. It’s weird, how much you talk around other people. You’re usually loud, even your laugh. You laugh with other people. He’s seen you laugh at Soap’s jokes. He’s heard you teasing him about his accent.

Or, rather than that, the weird thing is how quiet you are next to him.

Ghost likes his recruits obedient and focused. Makes it easier to give orders if people have a cool head and are ready to follow. But you’re not. You’re ready to fight, flight or freeze, and you don’t trust him. You don’t trust he’ll keep you alive and well. Because you’re too busy making sure he can’t hurt you.

Except he can. He could. If he wanted. He doesn’t. For the life of him, he does not want to hurt you. Simon himself is terrified of the possibility.

Ghost knows it’s an absurd idea. He has no reason to. He is your superior, and you’re together in this. You’re supposed to watch each other’s backs. To be a team.

But right now, all you are is terrified.

And he doesn’t know how to make it stop. So he resorts to giving you choices.

“Wan’ the first watch?”

Say no, and he’ll make sure not even a cockroach crosses that door. You’ll be safer than in base.

You nod.

He bares his neck. Ghost has seen your teeth, and they’re more than enough to cause serious damage. Go on, he’s telling you, make sure I can’t fight back. Simon doesn’t say it, of course. Instead, he lays on the cold floor, away from the door and from you. Look, he’s out of the way. You can run, if you want to. You can wait until he’s asleep, grab his weapons and disappear. You can hide somewhere else until the sun rises. He just knows you’re good at hiding. He turns his back to you. There, it is yours to stab. If he ever gave you any reason to feel like this about him, by all means, go on. End his misery. But, most importantly, end yours. Take your pick, he left you an arsenal. He’s dying a death by his own weapons either way.

The shadow your body casts on the wall stays still a long time. It’s been well after an hour since he slowed his breathing down when you finally move into a comfortable position. The ruffling of your clothes and the little sigh you let out make him feel a little less cold. A little less like a monster.

When the sun wakes him up the next morning, you’re still sleeping. Ghost should reprimand you severely; should have woken him up, should have made sure someone was watching the door. But he can’t find it in him to do it, to betray this shadow of trust.

So Simon takes a mental picture of your relaxed face- he’s never seen it so close, it’s a sight worth risking his life for- and turns around. He pretends to sleep until you wake up and start making noise.

I hope you liked it, thanks again for the ask <3

If you (or anyone) have an idea/request/suggestion, I'll be happy to read them. It may take some time, but I promise I'll do my best. Also, I'm sorry if I made any mistakes, English is not my first language and today my brain was particularly confused. Just let me know and I'll fix it.

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[connoisseursdecomfort]

First of all, I don’t agree with shinybluebirdwizard on that. I don’t think it’s good to ask which parent a child loves more, and I don’t think this needs to be discussed. You can’t quantify love, and people have different love languages. 

------Manga spoilers in this post------

Yor and Loid are very different in their parenting styles, and therefore it’s only normal that Anya respond to them very differently.

The fact is, shinybluebirdwizard themselves have stated how Yor is the stricter parent. In one of their posts, they pointed out that Yor would urge Anya to welcome Loid home properly (ch.67.2) and to eat all of her veggies (ch. 76). Yor is the one who really disciplines Anya.

Loid has always been “for the mission”. He’s strict when it comes to Anya’s academic performance. But it’s also quite evident that Anya plays him like a fiddle. Loid has mostly said yes to Anya. Unless she’s asking for a silenced pistol or a castle, then he might have to check if they are available.

Most recently, Twilight would even bring her to a meeting with the Handler just because she REALLY wants to play.

The fact is Anya would do this in front of Loid, but not really in front of Yor.

Because it’s stated right from the start: Yor is the scarier parent. 

At first she’s only scary because she is too strong and could break Anya’s ribs. She hasn’t, although shinybluebirdwizard did try to joke about why Anya doesn’t like Yor’s hugs as much in that certain post. But later, it’s also revealed that she’s also strict. 

I’m not shinybluebirdwizard - Judging from their previous posts, I could only guess being the scarier parent could be one of the reasons why they think Anya loves Loid more. But does that mean Yor’s not as good? Or does it mean that Yor is in fact the better parent?

That brings us back to what the question was. Anon asked shinybluebirdwizard who they think Anya loves more. I disagree with shinybluebirdwizard on this one, because it’s normal for children to behave better in front of the stricter parent. shinybluebirdwizard made another post about Anya being a daddy’s girl, and how she behaves differently in front of Loid and Yor. In that sense, it only means that Anya loves her parents in a different way, according to their different parenting styles. It doesn’t mean that Anya loves Loid more.

I think it’s important to recognise that the question was never about who is the better parent, because I’ve noticed people on Twitter or Tumblr are talking about how they don’t like shinybluebirdwizard reducing Yor’s role. Once again, the question is if Anya loves Loid or Yor more. Anon was not asking if shinybluebirdwizard thinks Loid or Yor is the better parent. Anon was not even asking if Anya thinks Loid or Yor is the better parent.

“Imagining how Anya feels about her parents” ≠ “how the blogger actually feels about Loid and Yor”

And therefore: “Saying Anya loves Loid more” ≠ “Loid > Yor”

Again, I don’t agree with them. I have already explained why I don’t like the original question. But if you attempt to answer this question, you would have to first imagine yourself as Anya. 

What (or how) does Anya think?

Anya is a four-year-old peanuts gremlin. In case you can’t tell that I don’t really mean that Anya is a menace - because obviously people could have screenshot it and put it on Twitter, taking my words completely out of context - I mean it in a loving way.

Sure, Anya has given her parents 100 points.

On the other hand, this is also Anya, telling her parents that she hates them and is running away.

Usually, four-year-olds just spurt out what they feel at the moment. If one day Loid and Yor decide that Anya is having too many peanuts and limit her peanut intakes, while Bond is willing to steal peanuts for her, I’d say Anya would think Bond is better than Loid AND Yor combined. Maybe until Loid makes her Hamburg steaks and Yor makes her hot cocoa.

Does that mean I’m reducing Loid’s and Yor’s roles? Does that mean that Bond is the best thing that has ever happened to Anya? Of course not. Anya can love Loid or Yor more for childish af reasons at a very specific moment. It’s also just how shinybluebirdwizard interprets Anya as a character. It’s not really about Yor, or Loid. It’s about Anya.

The thing is Anya doesn’t know what to expect from her parents.

Anya’s characterisation is not discussed much in the fandom, mostly because she’s smol. However, Endo did work on it. We’ve seen how Anya is slowly realising the importance of studying. We’ve also seen how people have been telling Anya that she should not make her parents worry in both the doggy crisis arc and the cruise arc.

Many have stated that they believe Twilight could leave the family immediately in ch. 84 if WISE orders him to do so. I honestly don’t know. What I do know is, Anya also doesn’t know. Anya’s expectation has been that the family could stay together if the mission is a success. The family would have to break up if the mission fails.

So we see this baby trying her absolute hardest to keep everyone’s secrets safe so she can keep her family together. This is pretty much her only expectation.

On the other hand, she doesn’t really know what to expect from her parents.

Damian had low expectations, but he’s still visibly upset that his parents didn’t come. Anya, on the other hand, had to keep herself optimistic and cheerful. She’s even excited just because she had a chance to ride on a police car.

You can’t tell who’s the better parent even if you ask Anya, because A. again, she’s smol; and B. she honestly doesn’t know what parents should do.

That is heartbreaking to see how much Anya is willing to do for her parents. She’s always trying to help, and she would even wait to confirm if her parents are okay before sneaking back to where she’s supposed to be.

I know people are angry at Loid because he’s emotionally constipated, but we will have to understand why Anya’s happy just because Loid’s there. Like father, like daughter. They are basically doing the exact same thing.

Anya and Loid are very similar in these panels. That doesn’t mean that Anya loves Yor less because they are less similar in expressing their feelings in these panels. On the contrary, this is why Yor IS important. Anya and Loid are keeping so many secrets, and that have affected their abilities to express their love/emotions. They need Yor because Yor is the only one who could freely express her feelings, despite also having her own secrets. She is the only one who knows what being a family should be like (compared to Anya and Loid, because Yuri is weird af).

I know it’s too late to state the following because shinybluebirdwizard has already deactivated their account. I hope they would come back with a new account because I’m maybe 2 days old finding out that deactivated Tumblr accounts can’t be reactivated.

Now it is totally okay if you disagree with me on this particular post, or how I interpret the story and the characters. You don’t need to agree with me on my opinion - I think shinybluebirdwizard is just joking when they’re making the post, and it’s not that serious. You can be unhappy that they are being unserious and unfunny. I’ve included links of their posts and hopefully they’d give you contexts - you can totally think they are bullshitting in those posts as well.

To give you more context, shinybluebirdwizard is a twiyor fan. I have reposted quite a lot of their posts in which they state that Twiyor is a good team, especially when it comes to parenting. I understand that some thought they’ve disrespected Yor, and it’s totally normal to be unhappy about it. Again, shinybluebirdwizard is quite unserious in the post, and I can see why people are not particularly happy with them listing silly reasons. But to be fair, shinybluebirdwizard has also made posts about how Yor is a good character and a good person.

Again, you don’t need to know everything to make a discussion. I definitely haven’t read all shinybluebirdwizard’s posts, because they’d make several new posts every day.

I also have the urge to facepalm every time I see someone trying to say they’re badmouthing Yor because they are Loid’s fan. Let’s be honest, they kinda shitted on (/s, because I finally understand someone really can’t tell) every character, including and especially Loid. The thing is everyone in this story is somehow flawed. That’s what makes them good characters, and that’s why we love them, but that also gives people different reasons to criticise all characters.

It’s fine to have disagreements.

I’m disappointed because how horrible people could be to another person just because they don’t agree on one (1) thing. Some had to dial it up to eleven because of one post, or maybe worse, some screenshots.

I’m also disappointed because some people made this post an opportunity to turn Loid’s fans and Yor’s fans against each other. It’s not like I don’t understand that there are extreme fans who would attack on every single character other than their most beloved. I’m just saying that people are capable of liking both.

Every one has the right to have the discussion and share their opinions. Please. Do it respectfully.

[kourabiedes]

Carmine and Kieran Roleswap AU: Teal Mask Edition

Sweet Arceus do I have a long AU for ya, because I am Very Normal about the Kitakami siblings and definitely don't go out of my way to find new ways to mess with their heads. Long AU summary under the cut! Beware all ye who enter here, for there are Ogres afoot.

There is now an Indigo Disk continuation to this!

So the most important thing to understand before we start is that Carmine and Kieran still retain aspects of their normal personalities.  A 1:1 swap would be kinda boring (specifically, boring for me). However, their life experiences have changed here and that does give us some new juicy tidbits to explore.

Sketches provided by @funakounasoul... except for the Ogerpon sketch. I made that.

Kieran is the older sibling in this scenario.  He's still shorter than his sister, but he's now older than the player character and probably has some devilish good looks.  He's generally goodnatured, and being the older sibling and having to look out for a younger sister has balanced his personality a little bit.  He's more mentally stable and mature than his standard self.  He still has a pretty huge fondness for the ogre in the old legend, admiring its independence and strength.  The major change to his personality here is that he's not as insanely shy, since he hasn't had a big scary savage sister to hide behind all his life.

Younger sister Carmine is shy of strangers and still wary of outsiders.  Her posture visually in the Teal Mask is probably kind of stooped, like she's trying to hide how crazy tall she is.  She has a bratty, slightly spoiled attitude in this scenario, because big brother Kieran is always hovering nearby to keep her out of trouble.  She appears to be the player character's age or maybe a touch younger.  Despite the initial shyness though, she's all aggression when she feels she or her family or really any of Kitakami as she sees it is threatened.  She still dismisses Kieran's ogre obsession, but chalks it up to boys liking scary things.  (You know, cuz girls never go for that kinda thing </massive sarcasm>)

The PC would meet them both for the first time in Mossui and Kieran is welcoming while Carmine glowers at you from somewhere behind him.  Kieran's all about helping your classmate get safely to the community center and probably runs off to help, or perhaps to get the caretaker.  Maybe you battle Carmine then because she's definitely not enjoying having these tourists in her fucking town.  Whatever the scenario, Kieran and the caretaker get the rest of the Random Paldean Students safely to the community center and you get settled in.

Now, for a while, things don't change much in this scenario, except for Kieran not being super emotionally unstable.  The next day, you're being introduced to the Blueberry kids properly and Kieran immediately suggests you and he pair up.  Carmine isn't thrilled but as he points out, it's not like they can pair up together based on Briar's directions to make interschool pairs.  She sulks off to find a Paldean student to deal with.  Your character and Kieran have a friendly battle and he admires your skills.  You go find the first two signboards and follow him up to the Dreaded Den more or less the same way as in Teal Mask.  Then he invites you to the Festival of Masks and you go back to the family home.  Carmine is not overly pleased to see you still hanging around, but she's unbending a little bit since you and Kieran obviously get on so well.  They only find the two masks in the shed, Kieran tries to offer you his ogre mask, Carmine stops him, you get to the festival and do some balloon popping and maybe even beat Carmine's score.

It's Ogerpon's appearance that changes the story dramatically.  At first, you are the only one that sees her, but then Kieran comes looking for you after pacifying Carmine.  Ogerpon spooks, drops her mask, and you both have a moment of shock as you realize this is not a child, this is the damn ogre.  Then Ogerpon bolts, leaving you with the Teal Mask.  Kieran is stunned  --  the ogre was so smol!  And seemed so nonaggressive!  And holy shit this mask is beautiful, except there's a chip in the big crystal!  He's excited as hell to have one of his childhood dreams materialize before him.  He wants to go after Ogerpon, but Carmine turns up at that moment.  She has deeply internalized the ancient Kitakami legend of the Loyal Three, and when Kieran excitedly tells her you just saw the ogre, she insists it can't have been, because you and he are both not fucking dead.  She and Kieran argue for a minute, long enough that once it's over, Kieran has to reluctantly admit you'll never catch up to the ogre in the dark.  He tells you to hold onto the mask and you two can go ask his grandpa about it in the morning.  You do, and it's Kieran who is with you when you hear the story of Ogerpon.  Carmine appears at one point and is shooed off by Kieran, but overhears the majority of the story herself.  Unlike Kieran, she can't believe it  --  the heroic Loyal Three, actually villains??  Impossible!  She realizes that if Kieran believes this story, he's likely to go chasing the ogre again, and probably get himself killed, a prospect that chills her to the bone.  She ambushes you both as you leave the family home and demands that Kieran (and just Kieran, she doesn't care what YOU do) not go chasing monsters, making no effort to pretend she didn't overhear the whole damn thing.  Kieran tries to correct her, but she insists you both go have a look at the final signboard, the one that reminds everyone that the ogre murders anyone it comes across without a mask on.  You go, but discuss with Kieran how the story doesn't make any sense compared to the ogre you both saw and the story Kieran's grandpa told you.  You go back mutually determined to get Ogerpon's mask back to her after gramps fixes it. 

You go off to the community center and Kieran goes home.  Something he says at home will alert Carmine to your resolve, and that kicks off the next event.  Carmine demands you meet her at Loyalty Plaza, where she makes an impassioned plea to her brother not to be fooled into getting himself murderated.  He tries to explain that she's still got the wrong impression and she blows up on him, refusing to listen to reason (he almost certainly points out that Gramps has no reason to lie to his own grandkids, for example).  Truth is, she's afraid, afraid for his life, and that's making her act irrationally.

And then a thought occurs to her, a thought that marks a huge turning point in this scenario.  It's you.  You are making her brother act this way.  You are the reason he's doing these insane things.  She accuses you directly of manipulating her family.  Kieran protests, but she's convinced.

Now, in canon, I am convinced that the venom in Kieran's thoughts is what somehow channeled Pecharunt's energy (or some variant thereof) into the Lousy Three's grave and brought them back to life.  In this scenario, imagine the same, only it's the poison of fear which is rapidly spreading through Carmine.  Her fear is being expressed as anger, but it's still fear, and it's consuming her rapidly.  Before either sibling can argue further, the grave splits open, and the Three emerge.  No one knows quite what is happening, so no one can really react effectively as they take off to Kitakami Hall.  It's only as they're already receding into the distance that Carmine realizes they must be the Three.

You and the siblings rush to the Hall to hear the news of the Three's arrival and retrieving of the other masks before going up the mountain.  Kieran starts to rush after them, but suddenly Carmine blocks the way.  She is going to save him from himself if it's the last thing she does.  You battle her and defeat her, and the idea that you are the cause of all this etches itself that much deeper.  She has no choice but to step aside, but you can feel her furious eyes on your back as you run to save Ogerpon.

Poor little ogre is getting the shit kicked out of her and you save her, driving off the Three.  She is nervous around Kieran because he smells like a local and therefore Dangerous, but while a little hurt, he is not crushed by this.  You take her back to the town (she refuses to enter of course) and consult with Kieran's grandpa.  He promises to fix the Teal Mask for Ogerpon if you and Kieran go get a crystal from the Crystal Pool to replace the chipped one, and suggests you and Kieran go pound the shit out of the Three to get Ogerpon's other masks back.  Carmine is sulking at home and overhears the conversation.  You and Kieran go to the Pool with Ogerpon shadowing you, but Carmine blocks your way at the top, angry at Kieran too now for bringing an outsider to this sacred place.  The standoff is broken by Briar also appearing at the summit, distracting Carmine.  Kieran slips past her and you stop her from following with a battle.  Ogerpon stays near you, and her presence only serves to enrage Carmine more.  Kieran retrieves a crystal cluster during the battle and you both bolt back down the mountain to give it to Gramps, leaving Carmine fuming.  He begins to work on the mask and you turn your attention to finding the Three.

You find the Three with Kieran's help and return the shit kicking they gave Ogerpon threefold, retrieving her masks.  Ogerpon becomes more comfortable around Kieran as you go.  You return to the town only to discover Carmine stole the Teal Mask after Gramps fixed it and left Kieran a message telling him to come to the Dreaded Den.  Gramps notes that she spoke with him about the story of Ogerpon before she left and seems to be disturbed by how the ogre has acted since the whole mess began  --  Kieran guesses her good sense is starting to win out over her fear.  You go back to the Den with Kieran and Ogerpon and find Carmine there.  Kieran confronts her, finally convincing her that the story of the Loyal Three was indeed wrong, and she's been wrong about Ogerpon the whole time (probably aided by Ogerpon with her sweet lil face staring like a sad puppy at her). 

Carmine finally accepts the truth of the matter, and apologizes to him and Ogerpon.

But there's one thing she hasn't let go of.  She hasn't forgiven you.  And Kieran doesn't realize that she's still hung up on that part because, while he's a lot more emotionally stable in this scenario, he's still pretty oblivious to subtle emotional cues from other people.  When Carmine walks away from the Den, it's with a venom-filled look in your direction.  Insert Heart's If Looks Could Kill here.

Inevitably, Ogerpon wants you as her human, because you're the damn hero.  This version of Kieran is disappointed, but not shattered by this.  He's spent a lot of time over the last couple days with you and the little cutie, and he's had time to get used to the idea.  It's Ogerpon's decision where she wants to go, and he lets go of the long cherished dream with regret, but nothing worse.  He does ask to have a battle with you and her in the morning, after which Briar calls to tell you to get your asses to the community center to finish the actual school trip thingy you'd probably forgotten all about.  Kieran also tells you that Carmine has holed up in her room and won't talk to anyone.

You know more or less how this ends, with Briar yoinking the Kitakami sibs back to Unova to prepare for some globetrotting and the antagonistic sibling swearing to get stronger so they can kick your ass.  In this case it's Carmine, and boy does she hate you right now.  In the end, Kieran came to no harm, and Ogerpon was not a monster, but it doesn't really matter, because rationality went out the window for her where you're concerned a while ago.  She's going to get stronger, and she's going to hand you your ass for humiliating her so often, and she's got a great idea for making that happen...

[pastanest]

if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to @rosieathena - thanks so much!! ♡

Spencer Reid x gender neutral!reader

Reid x SingleParent!Reader

- Spencer knew from the first date that you were a single parent, you told him right off the bat because you knew the kind of fearful responsibility that puts on any partner you have and you were fully prepared for him to just up and leave the restaurant

- but he didnt

- he bashfully admitted he already knew because when he’d quite literally bumped into you while on a case, your phone lockscreen was a picture of you kissing a baby in a hospital, he could see baby powder stains on your bag, and your eyes only lingered on him for a moment before they locked onto a stranger’s baby in a stroller that had just started crying

- from then on you had no doubt that he was a fantastic profiler, and you would continue to praise him for being the best at his job, to which he would respond “Im the only profiler you’ve ever met!”

- considering Spencer was in his 30’s, he had decided he was ready to have a family of his own

- in his job, obviously, this ambition was a scary one, because having a family means them automatically being at risk

- but, he was confident that he could be a good protector

- it was 4 days after making this conclusion that he met you, so he had followed up that conclusion with the continued hypothesis of fate

- and when he was introduced to your daughter, he was solidly convinced that fate was as real as you were

- you had warned Spencer that your daughter was very shy and quiet around new people, especially men because she hadnt grown up in a house with a male presence, so he wasnt expecting much of an interaction with her, but he wanted to make a good impression

- he asked what your daughter’s interests were, and your immediate answer was bugs. your daughter loved insects. she loved bringing them into the house to show you and then placing them somewhere and expecting them to stay wherever she left them, which they never did, and that often resulted in lots of bugs roaming your house

- Spencer thought this was fantastic. a three year old girl fascinated by insects? it wasnt exactly abnormal, but it was also pretty rare and outside of the stereotypical interests of young children, which was perfect, as Spencer was also a somewhat abnormal man

- he arrived at your house to meet your daughter, knocking on the door politely and holding the neatly wrapped gift behind his back

- as soon as you opened the door, Spencer grinned at you, and you welcomed him inside

- once the door was closed, you called up the stairs to your daughter, and she appeared in half a second. 0.32 seconds, Spencer counted.

- she was easily the cutest child Spencer had ever seen, and this was doubled when she made her way down the stairs, one of her hands holding onto the bannister as she let one short leg down a step and then the other

- naturally, she ran to you, and you crouched down to her level so that you could hug her in a reassuring way

- Spencer followed suit and crouched down too

“Hello, I heard that you’re an insect expert!” He greeted her quietly, but excitedly.

The little girl visibly gained interest. “How did you know that?”

He looked at you and then back at your daughter, smiling slightly. “Im a secret agent.”

The little girl shook her head, but he could tell she didnt entirely disbelieve him. “No way!”

“Yes way! And on a recent mission, I came across a particular lady who I think you’d really like to meet.”

He could tell he had peaked her interest because she stopped hiding herself behind you, her curiosity getting the better of her. Spencer then handed her the parcel he had been holding behind his back, she unwrapped it to reveal a stuffed toy. Her eyes lit up.

“What is it!?!”

“This is a praying mantis! Otherwise known as a praying mantid, or Mantodea. And you’d better be careful she doesnt find a boy of her species, because she’ll eat him!”

- your daughter squealed with delight at this, and Spencer began reciting countless facts about praying matises, fascinating your little girl beyond belief, and that was the foundation of his bond with her

- after that, every time he came to visit he would have another praying mantis fact

- and once he ran out of those, he found another unique stuffed toy of an insect and educated her with facts about those, too

- you were amazed at how quickly he earnt your daughter’s trust

- naturally, it made you fall in love with him even more

- having a child meant it took a little longer for the three of you to move in together, you wanted to be 100% sure this was a more permanent arrangement because otherwise it could create serious instability for your daughter

- however, Spencer made a promise that even if you and him didnt work out, he would gladly continue his role as a non-biological father to your daughter if that was alright with you; he had grown attached to her, as she had to him

- your relationship was perfect, you still had regular date nights and you were no less romantic than a couple in the honeymoon phase who didnt have a child

- the honeymoon phase didnt exactly end for you two, though

- you fell in love with each other and formed a beautiful love as a family

- the day your daughter called Spencer “Dad”, was a day that had both you and him crying into each other for an hour straight

- he was the perfect role model, advisor, supporter and father to your daughter

- and he was the perfect lover, supporter, boyfriend and future husband to you

[homescreakingshutters]

A breakdown of the "lost" transcript

I posted the transcript of the so called "lost transcript" from the new welcome home update. I now share with you the ramblings I spewed out regarding this haunting tale.

I'm considering making a youtube video about this. Share your thoughts if this sounds interesting to you.

The actual transcript is separated from my thoughts by bullet points. I'm coming back to flesh these out at a later date, promise 😊.

The Breakdown

Have you ever wondered why it is that we stay indoors every night? 

The show ends at the end of the day

It is because this town is rumored to have visitors at night. 

Who makes up these rumors? The directors? The writers? Is it an underlying story to scare irl kids?

Something deep within the forest, far beyond the hills and mountains. 

Obviously beyond the reaches of the mind of a child watching the show, and therefore the characters within.

No one knows what it wants or where it’s going, just that it is persistent. Just that it arrives here. So many stories have risen about their origins, but I know what they’re searching for.

Suddenly meta, is this thing another neighbor?

(auditory glitches, “searching for,searching for, searching for, searching for, searching for”)

It is looking for neighbors who have stayed up past the daytime to gobble them up whole. 

Children’s bedtime story (monster under the bed vibes)

That is why so few live here. 

Obviously the ocs we have are not canon, but perhaps the neighborhood was much larger before, and the cast of characters we have now are the only neighbors that knew to stay out of things that didn’t concern them.

It moves through the streets at night, but it doesn’t break into homes. 

This thing is extremely patient

However, on rare instances, it will find itself with an appetite left unsatisfied by it’s aimless wandering. Even the occasional unfortunate insect that has crossed it’s path is not enough. 

It’s docile to a point

Those who live through the night say that it isn’t quiet about it either. They always say you can hear when it gets closer to you. 

Okay, definitely giving off scary children’s “Moral Of The Story” tale. A warning?

Do you know what sound it makes? 

Again, very meta. The story is no longer to everyone, IT’S FOR YOU!

I hear it every night. You can hear it too, if you listen. Especially if you wait next to your window. 

Sally hears it every night? How scary, she must be so brave- wait, instructions for how to hear the beast? THE BEAST? THE DEVIL? WALLY AND RELIGIOUS SYMBOLISM?? SALLY REPRESENTING LUCIFER, GOD’S RIGHT HAND MAN UNTIL “THE BRIGHTEST STAR FELL FROM THE SKY??? Sally certainly wants to be on Wally’s good side.

Holy Shit™, S ALLY and W ALLY?? 

I’m actually an idiot. The above line had me reeling when I first heard it.

First, there’s a rustling from the bushes. Then, a scratching on the pavement, and the walls, as it crawls up. 

This is absolutely not an average felt covered, puppeteered, soft marionette. This is a visceral, cruel, and cunning creature. The idea that a fleshy, hungry, and evil creation is in the same area of a colorful, bright, and happy show is horrifying, just as the dark spiral behind Home was horrendous when first discovered.

Finally, if you're quiet, you can hear it’s guttural sound.

Again. 

Shitting my pants.

Much like Eddie’s reactions to Julie, Frank, and Sally’s stories

[lovecanbesostrange]

ouattober2023 Day 5: Fav Relationship

RED SNOW

It doesn't say romantic relationship, so my absolute fav that will creep into everything else (even very specific Red romances with other ladies I daydream about) is Snow White & Red, Mary Margaret & Ruby, who weren't allowed enough scenes together post-curse.

Snow White wandered the wilderness alone and ended up in a chicken coop, seeking shelter from the cold and oh yeah, also there was this growling scary sounding beast around (funny thing about that...). And in the morning Red stumbles in, trying to get eggs. What would you do finding a thief? Be at least a bit little suspicious? Especially when the thief gives you an obviously fake name? At least question of that thief might have done something bad and was hiding for a nefarious reason? Yeah, not Red though. One look and she takes the girl in. Name? Pffff, just something to call someone. (Which makes a lot of sense, since she doesn't reveal her own name, it's just "everyone calls me Red".) Yes, okay, Snow is so far away from her bandit badassery, Red can assess the threat level and she knows she could take her... that's for sure some thoughts running through her head.

And from then it's settled, these two are friends now. Finding some dead, maimed corpses and subsequently going on a wolf hunt sure helps the bonding experience. The true kicker is when one of them turns out to be the wolf and the other is just: "¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Well, we suspected the person isn't violent and I won't abandon her now." See, this is a good example of do-as-you-preach. Snow was adamant that Red could help Peter, that he was truly good at heart, not a bloodthirsty monster, that the change was temporary and he deserved help, not to be thrown to a mob. Except "he wasn't the wolf" (Snow's voice gives me chills everytime). And now Snow will do everything for Red.

Snow has her mind set on living in a nice cabin in the woods and it's good she met Red. At least she teaches her how to properly track. When Quinn finds them though and Red gets to meet Anita - everything could have changed right there. Snow was ready to let Red go and in this scenario Red would have had a family member back, gotten control over the wolf and be welcomed in a whole pack let's ignore how irritating it is that they all vanish in an instant. Snow would have had to start with zero again. But then it's the Evil Queen soldiers following and finding her that sets in motion the chain of events that ends with Quinn's and Anita's death. Oops. And this is when Red chooses herself, her own path and that path is next to Snow. So close to getting a home, but instead she saves Snow's life, because Snow is already the family she needed. A found family, forged in tragedy. Wonderful.

And after that the dynamic sorta switches. Because - after becoming bandit!Snow and living in her cabin, befriending seven men etc - Snow is the one to find love. Something they talked about the first day they met, when Red had Peter and Snow believed there would never be time for romance. But oh, Red sees the love and she is Team Snowing through-and-through. Emma's little Back to the Future stunt changed things up, but most things still happened, that includes Red teaming up with Charming for a bit for sure. And despite the weird oversight that Red can't be seen at the Snowing wedding, she totally fights for them.

Here is my obligatory sidenote. I like canon just fine. I melt into a puddle the moment Red calls Snow her family at the end of Child of the Moon. Female friendship to the max and all that. But, please, come on, Red's crush on Snow could be seen from space! [insert moon joke here] While I mostly ignore the existence of Red's Untold Tale and the comic Shadow of the Queen, it should be pointed out that in the latter Snow did ride wolf!Red. Dorothy wasn't the first to get to experience that. With the CGI in mind it's best we didn't get to see that, but just think for a minute about the fun Snow had with her now in control bestie in her furry form. (And remember that the episode Heartless is a thing, in which Snow pre-bandit-outfit meets a hunter specializing in werewolves, sure, sure.) Anyway, this friendship goes deep and there was one-sided love.

If you accept my premise here, it's extra fun to look at two tiny Red Snow exchanges. 1. The welcome back party in The Cricket Game. Ruby: "I wasn't worried a bit." MM: "I can tell." 2. Ruby's sorta non-coming out in Ruby Slippers when Snow says she could give Dorothy TLK. "Ruby, you're my best friend. I know you And I see how worried you are. You can tell me." Yes, this is pure fan wank on my part, I am aware, but isn't it beautiful? Even though they haven't seen each other Snow considers Ruby her best friend and she can still read her and her own past next to Red, she knows what her love looks like. Friends to almost lovers is a thing (oh, I have a dozen very romantic scenarios in my head for them, ask around).

oh look who made that gif, I wonder who that is They went together through thick and thin and I don't understand how the writers couldn't find a way to keep Ruby around (the super speed was a mistake). I believe Red was supposed to be Emma's favorite Aunt, please, her non-fairy godmother. Snow at an angry moment should have threatened somebody with letting the wolf loose the way Regina did with the Blind Witch in Ruby Slippers, for the lols and my viewing pleasure. But despite all the mistakes, when Ruby did come back in S5 we get two great Red Snow scenes. In The Bear King and Ruby Slippers, both set in the diner hallway and it's marvelous. Especially that added goodbye scene to explain Ruby's absence, while mirroring their moment in the wolf den. Snow letting go, respecting that Red might find her happiness elsewhere.

Oh, to think about "not as much as I'll miss you". That does sting, because we see Snow get her Prince Charming, her kingdom, her family, then survive the curse, befriend her nemesis even and Ruby is... gone. Living for who knows how long as a wolf in a witch hut. The only thing so wrong about them finally meeting again in the Underworld is that Snow doesn't even recognize those paw prints! Writers! WHY?? You let me down, there is a whole scene about those big ass tracks. (Can't blame Emma for not recognizing Ruby in wolf-form.)

Anyway, Your Honour, I LOVE THEM! I will always look out for the female lead having a close girl bestie, okay? This show needed more unrelated friendships. (Also secret kisses during cold nights, ssshhhh, they needed to stay warm.) They needed each other:

[coarsely]

in-character OC interview!

I'm jumping on from @noblebs because it looks really fun! I'm doing this for Saccade, because she's a good mix of blunt and having fairly distinct speech patterns.

Are you named after anyone?

"Naw. I don't like anybody enough t' name myself after them."

(In Nod, most people choose their own name, typically around 10 but can be done from whenever a child chooses. There are no legal records since the collapse of organised society, so.)

When was the last time you cried?

"Hrmph. Cryin' cryin' or pain cryin'? Latter, yesterday, but former... well I don't got time to cry about my feelings."

Do you have kids?

Her expression contorts, a glimpse of brief mournfulness before smoothing back into blank stoicness. "... No."

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

"Nah. Sometimes, but shit, I'm busy. Not enough time to fuckin' think up witty remarks or be smart about shit. I'm on a schedule."

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

"What they're wearin'. Tells you a lot out here. Mr Vítor fuckin' Cadogan, for example, in his nice fucking pressed coat, sticks out like a sore thumb. Shit looks ridiculous, I don't know how he got so far without gettin' robbed. I might've done, if I saw him walkin' down the street. Other folks, you can tell if they're likely to take a shot at ya from how many spikes they've welded to their masks, how stained their rags are. Folks dress the way they are out here."

What’s your eye colour?

"Uh..." She drifts off for a moment, concentrating. "Brown, I think?"

(They're dark grey)

Scary movies or happy endings?

"Neither. Don't got time to be watching shit."

Any special talents?

"Sure. Shutting up smart motherfuckers." She looks to the side, then sounding almost embarrassed, hastily adds "Dancin', too, before my little mishap."

Where were you born?

"Old Rhapsody. Before Eden dropped a fuckin' nuke on us, obviously."

Do you have any pets?

"Naw. Hard enough lookin' after yourself out here, no need to add a fuckin' animal into the mix."

What sort of sports do you play?

She gestures to her leg, in it's large but sleekly designed knee brace, and to the slightly dented cane with it's chipped red paint and barbed wire wrapped around it and offset handle that rests beside her. "Do I look like I'm in sportin' form? Don't be ridiculous."

How tall are you?

"Tall. Somewhere around 180cm, but you ain't getting me up to check."

What was your favourite subject in school?

"History. 'S interestin', learning how stuff was made, or why somethin' looks a certain way, or why things are the way they are. Apparently, before things got ugly, before they were buildin' nukes to 'baptise' us with, Eden n' Nod used to trade with each other on old, old train tracks. Some of 'em are still there, if you look, but out of service n' out of functionality. Ain't that wild?"

What is your dream job?

"Nobody dreams about workin'."

I'm gonna tag @ashfordlabs, @spideronthesun, @author-a-holmes, @revenantlore, @sparrow-orion-writes and @albatris, but naturally anyone interested in this is welcome to consider themselves tagged! Questions under the cut for easy access!

Are you named after anyone?

When was the last time you cried?

Do you have kids?

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

What’s your eye colour?

Scary movies or happy endings?

Any special talents?

Where were you born?

Do you have any pets?

What sort of sports do you play?

How tall are you?

What was your favourite subject in school?

What is your dream job?

[eclipsewxtch]

NO SPOILERS BUT REACTIONS TO EPISODE 9 ARCANE S2 BUT IM LIVE TWEETING (TUMBLING):

• her hair is so fucking long like ik it was but jesus christ is it even possible for hair to get that long even when ur malnutrished n sorta kinda living in poverty? like don’t get me wrong silco was definitely well off compared to most zaunites but we have to be realistic that extra money wasn’t. that much. like it WAS to them but it wasn’t. i’m sure they had more basic necessities than most tho? maybe i can expand on that in the fic or something.

• she’s so pretty i missed her so bad

• he’s so sick of her shit😭 LMAO I LOVE THEM BADDD

• “always a dance w u” UR SO FREAKING CUTE UGH

• take a shot everytime a main character in arcane tries to kill themselves or others unsuccessfully.

• the intro eats every single time.

• i love lesbians. that’s unimportant but i do.

• why is this ominous music playing… what’s going on… OH WHAT THE FUCK OH WHAT THE FUCK OH MY GOD WHAT RHE FUCK

• why did they bring the fucking trypophobia nightmare fuel 😭 ew

• i hate this bitch so fucking much i hate her i hate her i hate her i hate her i HATE—

• HOLY SHIT NO NO

• AHAHAHAHAHA SHE DIED AHAHAHAHAHA

• “still a fox” bitch u raised her

• WOOOOO HI QUEEN HU MY GLORIOUS BEAUTY HEYY HEY HEY she is my pretty princess i fear.

• heyyyty😍 welcome back king i missed u

• okay so he has his ears pierced by there’s no gold earrings which makes sense but still. he EATS up the gold jewellery.

• i really want a jayce and vi team up they would accomplish absolutely nothing but it would be entertaining anyway

•okay so the trypophobia nightmare fuel is gone thank god but i fear its not over

• oh my gods he looks so cool??? so cool and so odd and unsettling and definitely a poster child for eugenics

• LMAO CAITLYN IM SO PROUD OF YOU THIS TEAMUP WAS A LITTLE UNEXPECTED BUT VERY NEEDED a direct opposite of vi/jayce n that’s funny

• me when for once all the characters are on the same page: 😍

why did it take us 18 episodes for y’all to get here like omfg??

• “people deserve to choose their own fates” god the fanfic material is never ending i am SCREAMING

• mel is so badass AND i just won my arcane bingo card

• ignoring ekko lowkey crazy like damn???

• okay this season has been a trypophobia nightmare so unfortunately i will not be rewatching this season for nostalgia.

• SHE CALLED HIM DAD I AM NOT WELL AT ALL I MISS THEM I MISS THEM I MISS—

• ekko disappearing is so.

•. JAYCE U R SO LOVED. THEY COULD NEVER MAKE ME HATE U KING!

• okay SERIOUSLY trypophobia nightmare; i am so so glad i stopped smoking bc i would have tweaked.

• “you were never broken… there is beauty in imperfections.” STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT DOOMED GAYS ARE SO SAD STOP JT

• lol my glorious king ekko!!!!

• god i hate the trypophobia nightmare fuel. it IS the worst. like so bad. so so bad. anyway thank u ekko

• MAKE THEM CANON LEAGUE OF LEGENDS DONT BE A PUSSY

• oh they’re so precious aw. i need them happy in my fanfic. it’s the only way to find peace.

• okay this score is beautiful

•this is beautiful. when this show isn’t giving me nightmare fuel it is beautiful.

• HOLY AHIT I THOUGHT SHE BROKE HER NECK FUCK OKAY THAT WAS SCARY

• okay everything is fine there’s ten minutes left what could happen?

• Alright😐 okay thank you for that immediate karmic retribution you heartless assholes.

• no see i use the death is like falling asleep line in every single one of my fics so this is ESPECIALLY sick and twisted, actually. this song is bullshit.

• WOOO ONE OF MY ALL TIME FAV CHARACTERS HELL YES!!!

• “our story isn’t over” well obviously this is a prequel to the games i didn’t rlly think it was over.

[weirdestbooks]

A Civil Disagreement Chapter 10

Preparations (Wattpad | Ao3)

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April 17, 1861

“Hello, Father.” America heard Virginia ask. America sighed, preparing himself for a familiar but no less devastating conversation.

“What do you want?” America snapped, “Because if it’s to tell me you are trying to secede, save the niceties, and just go.”

“No, no…well, my people have just voted to leave today, but–” America cut her off, not wanting to listen to any more excuses or insults.

“Save it, State of Virginia. Or is it the Country of Virginia now? Oh, I know. The Confederate State of Virginia. Is that what you are now?” America snapped out bitterly, the emptiness in his chest growing. However, he had grown numb to it and was starting to view it with a general sense of apathy.

It was less of a noticeable thing and just something that was there.

“Father, just shut up and listen! I’m worried about you, okay? I know my people voted to secede, but you aren’t yourself, and it’s scary.” Virginia said. America scoffed. What did she know? 

“Do you really think you will get to have a say in my life after you decide to follow South Carolina and the rest of them now? You decided to leave. You decided to go against your constitution, against my constitution, and against the rest of us for what? Because we’ll make a decision about slavery in someone else’s land? Because we elected a president–democratically and legally, mind you–that you don’t like? You and all the others are overreacting and making a big deal because you didn’t get your way.” America said, stepping closer. Virginia crossed her arms and scoffed.

“You really haven’t noticed it, Father? You used to be able to see both sides and now you jump to branding us as enemies and refuse to listen?” She asked. America laughed, albeit very bitterly.

“Oh, I’ve noticed Ginny, and both you and I know why. Do you want me to see your side, to understand your opinion? Then give me back the ability to. So long as you and the South try to be your own little thing with that bastard Confederate countryhuman, I can’t see your side, as all sympathy is smothered by everyone else’s anger at you.” America said, stepping forward.

“Yeah, if they want you to understand them, then they need to, you know, not take away their ability to influence their opinion,” Utah said, sounding bitter.

“They take away your ability to feel the opinions of their people and then get offended when you don’t feel the opinions of their people. They brought this on themselves.” Washington said.

“And then Virginia tells you that you’re acting weird like she isn’t part of the problem,” Colorado said, his voice too young to be voicing hatred in this situation.

“Get out of my house, Virginia.”

“Father, I–”

“You want to leave? Then leave. Get out of my house, go run off to be with that bastard Confederate. When you return to your senses, your room will be open, but as long as you keep acting like I’m the one at fault when you choose to start this fight, you will not be welcomed in my home.”

Virginia gave him one long, sad look before sighing.

“Fine then, Father. Have it your way. But just…remember what Britain was like back during the war.” She said.

“Don’t lecture me, child,” America answered. Virginia smirked this time, eyes holding some degree of amusement in them before she vanished. 

• ───────────────── •

April 19, 1861

“I don’t know which one of the Original Thirteen decided to reuse our naval plans from the Revolutionary War, but obviously, one of them did.” DC heard Pennsylvania say from behind her. DC laughed slightly, turning to face her older sister.

“Hello, Penny. Heard the news?” DC said, as her comment only made sense if she had heard the recent news from their siblings’ fake country. Jefferson Davis had been giving several private ships letters of marque and asking them to work as privateers against the United States Navy. 

It was very similar to what their father had done during his War of Independence, as his lack of a navy led many people in support of his cause to resort to pirate tactics.

“Ya, schweschder, I heard the news. If our traitorous siblings keep using those strategies, I’m sure it’ll be easy to defeat them, and we won’t have to worry about them any longer. Paeppi won’t be as…divided in personality as he is, and once he’s better, he can give them a stern talking. Quick and easy.” Pennsylvania said, smiling.

“You have a lot of faith in this being dealt with quickly.” DC pointed out. Pennsylvania’s smile dropped.

“It’s just like the Nullification Crisis.” She pointed out, her voice less sure but still nevertheless optimistic.

“It’s nothing like that, and you know it,” DC  said. Pennsylvania sighed.

“Have some hope, will you?” She said, “What’s happening now?”

“I’m not Dad’s government. You know that, right?” DC asked, annoyed at the fact that just because she was the capital district, people thought she was Dad’s government or knew everything about what was happening inside of it.

“Ya, ya, ofkors. I was just asking because I’ve been traveling, and you live here, so I figured you would be more up-to-date than I could be. Es dutt mer.” Pennsylvania clarified.

“It’s alright, Penny. President Lincoln will be announcing a blockade of southern ports in response to Davis’ privateers. He’s hoping it might get them to stand down. Their ports are vital to them, after all. But even though we want to block off the main southern ports, there’s still a lot of coastline, so we will probably need to expand the Navy's size to ensure the blockade is effective.” DC explained.

“Better tell Muschkaadnuss that the Navy is growing. He’ll definitely want to enlist like he always does.” Pennsylvania said.

“I think a blockade might be a little dull for him. You know him and the rest of New England, always wanting a fight.” DC said. Pennsylvania laughed.

“Knowing my big bruder, he’ll turn that blockade into a fight.” she said, “Maybe telling him won’t be a good idea.”

“Even if we don’t tell him, he’ll find out,” DC said before her voice got quiet, “Did you hear about Gin–”

“Ya. I heard about Maemm Virginia. I don’t want to talk about it, DC.” Pennsylvania said. DC nodded.

“Understandable. Would you…If you plan on staying, I have an open room in my house.” DC offered. Pennsylvania’s sad expression didn’t leave, but she plastered on a fake smile anyway.

“Ofkors, I’m staying. I don’t want to miss anything else big.” Pennsylvania said.

“Ginny didn’t say goodbye, did she?” DC asked.

Her silence said everything.

• ───────────────── •

April 20, 1861

“Schweschder, I have terrible news!” Pennsylvania said, bursting into DC’s reading room, her face alight with panic. DC quickly bookmarked her spot in Moby Dick and set the book down.

“Did someone else leave? Was there another fight?” DC asked. Pennsylvania shook her head.

“No, a colonel from Virginia just resigned from his spot in the Army so he could fight with Virginia,” Pennsylvania said, spitting out their sister’s name like it was a dirty word.

“Who was it? When did this happen? How did you find out?” DC asked.

“It was a Colonel Robert E Lee. Served under General Scott during our war with Mexico. He has that controversy over when some of his slaves should be freed cause of that will business, remember?” Pennsylvania said. DC nodded.

“Yeah, I think I remember that. But how and when?” DC asked.

“Right, sorry. I was introducing myself to Secretary of War Simon Cameron, as we hadn’t met yet, and he gave me a letter that Lee had given to him, which was his resignation. Secretary Cameron had just gotten it today. He wanted to inform me and asked if I could tell Paeppi.” Pennsylvania said. DC exhaled a stressed breath.

“Dad won’t like hearing that,” DC said. Pennsylvania nodded.

“Oh, I’m well aware of that, trust me. I…don’t think I will tell Paeppi. He has enough on his hands right now, and I don’t want to set him off.” She explained.

“Are you sure he won’t get mad at you for not telling him?” DC asked.

“Dee, this probably isn’t the first resignation caused by this, and I doubt it’ll be the last. Paeppi doesn’t need to worry about someone as stupid as a colonel resigning. War’s brewing, schweschder.” 

[polyhexian]

Unconscious Mystery Man On Our Couch Happy Funtimes

Camila's over here having an ethical conniption. She's a veterinarian, not a doctor! The kids were easy to take care of, mostly bruises and bad scratches, but this man is a fresh amputee and he needs a hospital! Is it ethically acceptable to allow this guy to suffer through an infection on her couch? Veterinarians don't have the same Do No Harm doctors do, but there are still ETHICS, and she's grappling over whether it's more or less ethical to take him to a hospital. Except a hospital would bring on instant scrutiny, and like, even if they ignore the pointy ears, they're going to ask where his arm is. How does she explain that she doesn't know where his arm is??? He's in pain, what're the ethics of stealing animal painkillers and other medications from her workplace? Also, worst case scenario, if this man DIES on her COUCH, WHAT is she going to do with the body??

And then you've got the kids, who are more concerned with the Mystery.

Gus: That man should be dead. Hunter and Luz: Yeah, Belos was pretty thorough about killing off his Golden Guards, so how Marty here survived is pretty-- Gus, still processing everything he saw in Belos's mind: No, no, you don't get it. Belos literally watched that man stab himself and bleed out. He should, on so many levels, be DEAD.

Jasper, in one of his…idk, can this be called lucid? moments

Jasper: Hunter. Hunter, do you know you have feelings? Hunter: What. Jasper: Feelings. I have feelings. You have feelings. Do you know you have feelings?? Hunter: Um…yes? Jasper: Oh, good. I hoped you would. *conks out again* Hunter: what the fuck what the fuck whattheFUCK--

UCJRJAJJDJAJD jasper just sitting straight up like DO YOU KNOW YOU HAVE FEELINGS and then conking right out ...nfudhejdjsnt that is so good. So good.

And God poor Camila... this is such a shit place to be in for her. He wouldn't have immediately been to fever blitzed to speak immediately when they got to her house and he obviously needs the most urgent medical care. She doesn't want all the kids seeing more of this gore than they have to so she like finds something for the to do that would theoretically be helpful like oh, go set up the couch or something so they're like. Distracted. Kept busy. And jasper would have 100% for sure in whatever brief conversation he had with her while he was still lucid- he would have said point blank that if taking him to a healer would put the kids at risk, if it would put them and put them in danger, do not take him to the hospital. He at first just says like he would rather he die than put the kids in danger and she's probably not interested in that at first but- but the second he says like one of those kids is mine, I would give my life for him. And I think she would understand.

I have the image of him like. He's limping in with the kids help, half unconscious, and Camila takes charge and she's careful with the kids but accommodating and welcoming to them- jasper knows who Luz is and he thinks she's great and so if this is Luz's mom who she's turning to for help and this is her mom who is being so kind and understanding.... and oh my god, is that a basilisk??? Daughter?? Basilisk daughter???

That's like... she's a human woman who's taken in a magical child that so many people would consider a scary tale monster. I imagine that as she's trying to close up the flesh over the wound he has one strong moment of lucidity where he grabs her arm and says "please... if I don't make it take care of my baby, he doesn't have anyone and he never has, please" and like. When a man who might be dying begs you please, please, if I die take care of my baby-" which is less of like a "adopt him" request but more of like please make sure no one steals him, please make sure he goes with someone safe, please look out for him until someone else can if you can't. Luckily for him if he died she would in fact take him. Luckily that doesn't happen this time, but it means that like. While he's out of it and the kids are trying to figure shit out she's lingering there with like.... I had that interaction, I saw that fear and desperation in his eyes that only a parent can understand, terror to leave your child alone and unsafe.... so she knows. Like she can feel a lot there. If the kids aren't sure if he was serious about the son thing, if he really thinks he's Hunter's dad-- she knows for sure that he is

[misteria247]

A bit of a ramble/vent cuz I need to kinda get it off my chest-

So I'd went to North Carolina's Outer Banks a few weeks back for this singles retreat/Christian camp thing for adults and they've got a Discord server right? I've been interacting with people on and off there, being more open than I usually am to try and establish actual friendships with people who I've actually met face to face and to step out of my comfort zone. And most of the time it's nice, having this place where you can fellowship with others. But some days......I'm reminded pretty quickly that I'm not really like them.

There's just little moments. Moments where I have to mentally go "Oh yeah, they're more stern on this kind of thing huh." And have to backtrack a bit. Like the other day when the Sonic 3 trailer dropped and as y'all know once I'm excited about something I tend to uh go off the rails sometimes. I did the post on here and decided to share my excitement with these people on this server. Because if we're gonna be friends they've got to know the real me ya know? So I go on there and start my rambling, excited and kicking my feet and chewing drywall like I usually do. And it's then I realize that......some of those people had no clue what I was talking about.

They were nice don't get me wrong, everyone's pretty nice there but as I was talking and delving into my love of video games and such I was met with amused confusion from some. One guy even jokingly sent a gif of Frodo saying "it's some kind of Elvish I can't make it out" cuz he was obviously lost on what I was rambling about. I didn't take it personally but it just.....it really made it obvious that I'm not exactly the kind of gal who can fit into this group fully.

Then there's my lingo of saying stuff like I stg or God I wish, and yesterday this girl bless her, seemed to think I was saying it in a disrespectful manner and she was super nice about it and me being me, of course apologized for making her feel uncomfortable despite being completely confused. Cuz the last thing I want is to do that to someone. Especially since they've been nothing but kind towards me. But at the same time it just reminds me that I'm in a way not like them. We may believe in the same God, and we may love his creations and want to follow his laws but that's where the similarities end.

In a way, I can't help but feel like an outcast whenever I'm me. It's silly to feel like this I know, and I shouldn't be feeling like that because these people have been nothing but kind towards me. And yet......every time I run into these little, miniscule things, it's glaringly obvious that I'm different. The way I do things and the way I act is different from this group. I originally went to this camp in hopes of finding a possible husband for the future, yet now as I sit here thinking about it I can't help but wonder......if I did find the one God made for me in this group......will I have to stop being me? Will I have to tone down the person I am, in order to fit into this group better?

It's scary fam. Because I've grown to like these people despite only knowing them for a short time. Going to this camp, it changed something in me. It made me more comfortable to be sociable towards others and be more welcoming. Which is insane for me. Yet these little things also are bringing up dead insecurities. Insecurities that I haven't had since I was a child/young teenager. Insecurities that because I'm different that I don't belong, that because of my personality and way I go about life, it makes people not want to be around me. That it makes me annoying and overbearing.

Which is ridiculous because right before I left Carolina to go home, a good chuck of people asked me if I was planning on coming back to their spring one and even expressed wanting to see me again. They clearly found something in me that makes them want to see me again in person, to continue getting to know me. But these little things.....even though they're of no ill will or of a cruel nature.........they make me wonder ya know?

Honestly I'm just a bit of a confused mess ngl lmao.

[wilbur-sloot]

DWT WITH A PREGNANT S/O!!

a/n: there are they/them pronouns used but they are a female/ have female prts if you couldnt tell by the name of this lol :)

TELLING DREAM

you showed him the pregnancy test nervous of he would say thinking it would be something along the lines of ‘what the hell i thought you were on birth control.’ ‘im to young to have a child.’ or even ‘i never even liked you in the first place dating you was just a joke with me and my friends i didnt know you were in love with me.’ but it was nothing like that.

he looked up at you then looked back down at the pregnancy test. “your pregnant?” he asked “yea im really sorry” you said tears in your eyes “i get it id you want to break up with me” you said again tears running down your face.

“baby im not mad at you!” he said as he lifted your chin to look at him. “this is the best news of my life. the person i loves has a mini them inside of them thats amazing news!” he explained happily

DURING THE PREGNANCY

you would always be cuddling patches. she loved coming up and laying on your belly, which made you and dream always smile.

you would be going thorough alot of changes and dream would always be right by your side for whatever happens or anything you need

he saw a pregnancy pillow and decided to buy it for you, which is now your new favourite thing to cuddle with instead of dream.

the dream team was having a movie night and invited you, which you said yes. you brought out your candy cane pillow and started cuddling it in ‘your spot’ on the couch.

“baby i got you some f/s” ( f/s mean’s favourite snack) dream said smiling at you “ooo gimme” you said going over to him and snatching the snacks the n going back to your spot.

“you remind me of a pregnant lady” sapnap says “hmm i wonder why!” you say smirking “whats that supposed to mean?” george asked “well i am pregnant!” you exclaimed

“WHAT?!” sapnap yelled “SINCE WHEN?” goerge asked “a few weeks ago” you said

“im happy for you guys you are going to be good parents” sapnap said

“well…” george said

“shut up!” dream yelled “we know that we are going to be great parents!”

“are we though?” you asked “babe what do you mean?” dream asked

“think about it your only 23 and im only 21 we have been together for what 2-3 years? we arnt married yet we are still young i mean what if we arnt always in love?” you stated

“y/n you think that we arnt always going to be in love?” dream asked

“clay im just saying that things might change and we might not always be in love and the reason why im saying it is because ive seen it with my own eyes. my parents falling out of love and my mom getting cheated on. im just saying i dont want either of us or our kids to go though a divorce its scary especially id your a kid it can traumatise a child and the reason why i know is because that happend to me and i became a wreck i dont want another person to go through that” i said practically crying at this point

“aww love i get that its scary and i dont want that to happen either but thats why we need to have trust ok?” clay said coming over to me and hugging me.

“i love you clay” i said hugging him back

“i love you too y/n” clay replied

when the child is born

you just had the child and are currently holding it. crying but happy tears. (obviously)

“clay shes so cute!” you said

“what are we gonna name her?” dream asked you. you though about it

“what about sage?” you said

“i love it, and i love you” clay said kissing you “look at that thing that you pushed out of your whom, it’s beautiful!”

the smp’s reaction

you just got home and you walked into the house to see george and sapnap right there so happy for you guys. when you walked in you saw all of the smp

“welcome home!” niki said getting up and running over to you. “hi!” you said tiredly.

“how are you feeling? hows the baby is it healthy?” phil asked you also coming up to you taking some stuff for you same as niki. “thank you guy!” you said

you picked up sage and sat down holding her close to you.

“can i hold her?” tubbo asked

“um i need to feed her and she needs to go to sleep but you can hold hee when she sleeps?” you said

“ok!” tubbo said excitedly

you got up and went into you and clay’s shared room and started breast feeding her. all you wanted to do was sleep but noooo your child comes first then clay then your friends then you. thats how things always go.

you knew that you where definitely going to over work yourself but thats ok because you were doing it to your loved ones.

after you where done feeding sage and she fell asleep you went downstairs and into them living room making sure to keep the baby asleep.

“tubbo!” you said as you went over to him.

he gasped happily you let him hold your baby girl. god she was so beautiful. tubbo held her and he was so happy.

“babe come on its time to go to bed you need to sleep come on.” clay said

“no!” you said as you sat down next to niki. “babe please you need some sleep!” he said “im not that tir-” you said cutting yourself off with a huge yawn. “nor tired hun?” clay said laughing

“shut up im fine.” you said “babes if you want we can cuddle and sleep if thats what you want” niki said

“ok come on bed time” you said grabbing niki’s hand going upstairs and into your room. you and niki laid down and you laid on top of her.

“goodnight lets go to sleep” she said as you practically fell asleep in an instant.

a/n: hi!

[song-birds-stuff]

Something I just wanna get off my chest, I love Welcome Home, its wonderful and refreshing, but the fandoms treatment of Wally and aus is very questionable to me.

I've talked to @funonion001 about this but Wally is mischaracterized a lot, to the point its one of four things

1 weirdly flirty for no reason

2 infantilized and treated like hes a child for no reason

3 completely demonized with his autistic traits twisted to be unsettling and evil for no reason

And 4, he is so out of character it is no longer Wally its basically an oc that vaguely looks like Wally.

Wally has very clear autistic traits, Clown has even said he wants to explore themes of queerness and ablism, and people either removing Wally's autistic traits (his monotone voice, social cues, sarcasm, and jokes going over his head, etc) or twisting them into something negative is more than a little suspicious to me.

Another thing is the aus, now people making aus isn't the problem, obviously people can make aus if they want but its giving the same treatment the early undertale fandom did with Sans aus not to mention Wally is almost never in character in them, either being a villain/very mean spirted, some sort of flirt, or just infantilized, or even his whole personality turned to such a direction its not even Wally anymore.

It being a horror series, I expected some scary stuff in au content obviously but Wally's treatment just hurts sometimes, with the apparent themes I almost doubt we'll have a obvious villain or even a villain at all.

I won't stop loving Welcome Home, obviously not every fan is like this but I hope eventually things will calm down and Wally's very good and sincere character is treated better