#there was one that was a spin-off of sadness accident where it was about the serirei child but she was real and her whole life

[chaysreality222]

‧₊˚ ⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.✧˖ °

. ۫ ꣑ৎ . 𝐈 𝐒𝓗𝐈𝐅𝓣𝐄𝐃 𝓑𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝓞 𝓐𝐍 𝓤𝐍𝓚𝐍𝓞𝐖𝐍 𝓡𝐄𝐀𝓛𝐈𝐓𝓨 . ۫ ꣑ৎ .

i'm beyond happy to be making a post like this. as you can tell by the title, I'VE SHIFTED! but the catch is i shifted to some unknown reality. still extremely proud of myself and happy, but there's just an ounce of disappointment that it wasn't one of my scripted drs. i've been waiting to tell you guys about it, so let's get into it!

the night of june 24th, 2024, i had chose to take the night off from attempting to shift and just sleep because the previous night i had already attempted to shift through my lucid dream. i fell asleep on accident and woke up at least once, and then fell back asleep.

i fell into a dream where something personal had happened where it caused me to be really sad. to set the setting, it was extremely late at night and i had been coming home. i needed to shower especially to get my mind off things. i checked my phone that was on the bathroom counter before my shower and it switched from 1:30 something am to 3:33 am.

This is when i became lucid. tmi my armpits were extremely unkept. (i feel like this was my dream showing me an insecurity of mine bc i had just waxed and was afraid of the hair growing back weird omg. but after i had stopped feeling insecure and told myself that it's just a dream and it's not like that irl, it went back to normal).

after that moment was passed, i was so exhausted and as i was showering i decided to sit down for a second on the ground of the tub. i was so tired and sad that in my mind i was thinking about how i wanted to just shift so badly. didn't matter what reality it was, i just needed it at that moment.

i laid my head back on the wall of the tub, then my eyes started to drift closed. i started to experience shifting symptoms from inside the lucid dream. there was flashing lights i saw through my eyelids, i felt a sense of floating, numbness accompanied by tingles down my body, and the room felt like it was spinning.

i naturally had woken up. (i'd say i just opened my eyes but it felt like i had woken up like any other time i've ever woken up in my original reality). i noticed i shifted! i didn't even question it, because i didn't have to. just as we are right now, wherever you are reading this, that's how real and natural everything was. you know for a fact you aren't dreaming right now, this is reality. that's the closest way of how i could explain how i knew i shifted.

my surroundings hadn't changed though. it was still the same bathroom setting like i had been in like that dream which i found to be an exact replica of my original reality (or) bathroom. the lights were off but candles had been placed around the bathroom to create this peaceful ambience. it was really nice. i felt the hot water running down my skin as it hit the top of my head, as well as the steam. i could also feel the tiles of the wall and the tub beneath my bare feet.

i also didn't feel the immense sadness and heaviness i was experiencing in my dream anymore. you know when you woke up from being scared or sad in the dream, and you feel a sense of relief because it wasn't real? that's the feeling i had been feeling but also happiness and curiosity from me shifting.

as i was just standing in the water and taking it all in, that's when the ounce of disappointment hit me that i shifted to some place but my actual scripted drs. in which i understand you can shift to unscripted places, but you guys get what i'm saying. i guess it's my fault for not focusing on any of my drs and instead hoping for any reality possible. (please don't take the disappointment i had felt to any offense! i'm extremely happy i shifted, just wish it was to my waiting room dr, etc). but hey, i shifted and that is what matters!

then i decided to shift back! i had no reason of staying there any longer and a part of me didn't want to get out of the shower and open that bathroom door. since it was a random reality, i didn't want to mess around and find out.

i was ready to go back to my or! and even though i had been thinking about my or, i didn't just shift back like i always thought i would or was always afraid of happening when i had shifted to say my hogwarts dr. it was just like every other thought i've had about my drs here! just because you or i think about our drs during the day here, doesn't mean we will just be pulled out of this reality and shifted over there. i hope i'm making sense, but i'm sure you guys understand what i'm saying.

anyway, i set the intention to shift back to my or and said my safeword as i closed my eyes. it's hard to explain but i could feel my consciousness shifting back to my or? then i had woken up back in my or! i checked the time and it was around 4 am on june 25, 2024. i believe i had been in my dr for a total of at least 8-10 minutes. i couldn't believe i had just shifted realities, but i was also dead tired. so i went back to sleep! but i have to say throughout that day, i was exhausted and still processing my shifting experience. so exhausted, i didn't really have the motivation to do much of anything.

first of all, thanks to those of you keeping up with my shifting journey and never failing to continue motivating me. it means a lot to be apart of this community of caring and helpful people <3 next stop is my waiting room dr! also a quick question to the experienced shifters out there, does dealing with the exhaustion after shifting get easier? thanks! as always, happy shifting!

xoxo, c!

[unsuredreamer]

is it possible for a Bridget x Reader where Red found out not only her mother's different personality in the past but also a has a childhood friend that both Bridget and reader has feelings towards one another is too shy about it but in the original timeline Reader was never mentioned because reader died in an accident that people assumed that it was Bridget fault because she is a monster and red also plans to prevent reader's death

Your Heart

Bridget Hearts 🩷 x reader

Kinda changed a bit but I still hope you like it!!!

Still open for more requests my loves ♡

"Bridget. You're better than this. I know that what happened was hard for you, but that was ages ago" Ella pleaded desperately trying to stop her ex best friend from taking over Auradon.

"Hard? It was excruciating, I relive it every day since" the queen coldly exclaimed.

"We all do. She was like a dream, but she is gone now. We have to move on Bridget"

"Don't you dare speak of her in my presence! You did not care back then." The Queen yelled out. "Now kneel" she gestured with her hand.

"I will never kneel to a tyrant"

"She's denied a royal order. What do we do about that, darling?" The Red Queen turned to her daughter smiling ear to ear. But don't let it get you. It's not the nice kind.

"Look, all you have to do is swear allegiance. Is that so hard?" Red butt in to Cinderella, she knew it was about to go down.

"If it means compromising everything I stand for, yes."

"Who are you loyal to Red? These strangers or your mother? Now make me proud for once" Bridget took a hold of Red's face, grinning like she was about to win. She was of course.

"Come on Bridget, even your daughter knows it's wrong, she can't do it" This sentence made something snap in Red, like a force pulling her towards the bad, a little devil sitting on her shoulder. But she felt vulnerable. Did she really want that? Her heart thumped in her chest."Treason! She's guilty of treason, and that means off with her head!" Wrong, it felt so wrong, to the point she felt dizzy, the whole world spinning.

"Exactly right, my dear! Off with her head!" The royal guards began walking the other queen, her daughter desperately trying to pry the others away. Red coming straight at her, her spinning head did not help in trying to take out the pocket watch and steadying her posture.

But she did, and what happened next was not what she expected..

~•~

"Now great! We traveled 20 years back in time! Fucking excellent Red" Chloe yelled, angered as her mother was just sentenced to death by the very girl standing beside her

"Calm down, little goody princess pop star. I meant to sent us back just a few minutes so i could take my mothers cards, but it took us here. I certainly did not mean to take you with me" Red remarked, thinking hard about why she ended up in this exact moment.

"Well, we're here now, so might as well undo whatever made your mom so evil" Chloe paced back and forth, clutching her sword tightly in her hand, something she did often while being stressed beyond heavens.

"And how exactly are you planning to prevent murder, Chloe?" The princess of Wonderland asked sarcastically. Because truly, how were they supposed to do it? They didn't know who did it, how, when, and where. It was all a mystery to them. It's like this death was completely erased from existence. No one mentioned it. After all, why would you reminisce such a sad and sudden death that became a start to many years of misery and tyranny of one of the cruelest rulers known of."We could at least, i don't know...try? My mom said it happened after a talk about flamingos?" What? Was she joking, really?

"Let's just look for our mothers for now."

And thats what they did, what brought them to this exact moment.

"Hey my love, how are these cupcakes you talked about?" A strange girl sat down on one of the benches in the school halls looking at Bridget, Red's mom, with such loving eyes just begging for an ounce of touch from the pink one. She must have heard her pleads as she sat down on her lap, throwing her arm around the others neck.

"They are great! I saved you one or two...plates" Bridget grinned. She could never do too little for the girl she was so desperately in love with. Although they claimed to be just bestest of best friends, too shy to admit they literally wore each other's hearts on their chests. "These flamingo feathers you went so out of way to get for me really turned out excellent as a topping." She smiled widely once again. Something you could never grow tired of. Her enchanting eyes and magical pink hair drawing you in.

"Who is that?" Red whispered to Ella, Chloe's mother.

"Y/n Cupid, Bridget's childhood best friend"

"Aree you sureee they are just that?" Chloe questioned as she smiled sheepishly. "It surely looks like more than that to me,"What a sight, seeing the cruel Queen of Hearts (who is now such a sweet and kind soul) be so lovey dovey with another person. That alone made Red's head spiral. Her mother was not mad evil? She was good-hearted? And she had a lover? That is something she would never grasp after all those years of fake smiles and cold orders.

"Mhm, they are. Although I strongly suggest them every day to make a closer move. They won't budge like stuck-up little kids."

"Well lovely, I will try not to eat them all in one sitting." You continued, taking Bridget's hand in yours, softly swiping your finger across her palm. Her breath hitched. It was something you'd done quite often, but even the slightest touch from you made her head dizzy and the goosebumps on her skin to pop instantly.

"Y-You, I" She stuttered out, nothing more coming in to her clouded mind, you giggled at her cutness, what resulted in you being hit by her in the head "Be careful, try not to turn into a flamingo, they are awsome but only one at a time sweetie" She kissed your cheek quickly, she was feeling bold, usually she'd just boop your nose or something. A kiss was a big declaration from her. She loved physical touch, she loved hugs, grazing or intertwining hands. But a kiss was something she preserved only for her one and only.

You were her one and only.

"Okay, it was nice meeting you, Red and Chloe, I'll be going now. I have a shit load of homework from Professor Merlin. Bye Ella, see you later B!" You sent them a kiss and dissappeared in the halls.

"Bridget!" The lovesick girl jumped upon her name being yelled out "She is so totally in love with you!" Chloe squealed, not being able to keep her excitement in, taking the princesses hands and jumping around."No, no. We are just friends. She would never look at me that way" Bridget sadly sighed, playing with her heart necklace she got from her 'friend'

It was a truly beautiful gift, just a necklace with a heart, but if you were to look at it from the other side. The necklace was made from silver, crafted by Hephaestus himself, the red heart was a gemstone made differently, it was a part of the glass heart of cupid.

Your heart.

You gave her your heart!?

How could she be so stupid not to recognize what a grand gesture of love it was?

You basically devoted your whole life to her, vowing to love her forever and always.

You gave her your heart...

"See, that's what I'm talking about!" Frustrated Ella butt in. "They act like a couple, but when you point it out, both of them are sooooo dumb to realize how the other is fe-" She could not finish because Red and Chloe were long gone. So was Bridget, even quicker.

As Bridget realized what an oblivious idiot she had been, she took a run after you, clutching the necklace in her hand. After a minute, she found you in the gardens.

The sight of your unconscious body made Bridget shiver, freeze, almost as if she had stepped foot on the Boomerang Nebula. She fell, her weak knees hitting the blood-stained ground. The once beautiful, white pebbles, turning maroon as the red liquid pooled out of the corpse.

A terrifying, horror like scream was all that could be heard...

No one would imagine a dead body with a spear shot right through the heart in the broad daylight while waking out on the school grounds. Hazed eyes, once full of life, staring longingly into the distance. And the strong grip of the hand, oh so soft, still remaining on the spear. The white button-up shirt peppered in small hearts growing more and more burgundy with each passing second.

She could not believe it. You were gone.

The love of her life

She could not stop the anger mixed with hurt and unimaginable sadness growing in her heart as she watched her lovers lifeless body. She threw a fit with the intention of hurting everyone in the mere distance. Luckily, no one was there to be hurt. Throwing her cards up in the air, shooting fires, and demolishing basically everything she could see.

Bridget broke down crying. There was nothing she could do to bring her life back, her life back.

As Chloe successfully shielded her princess from the fires and chaos thrown by her mother, Bridget fell on her knees once again. They stared at the scene before them.

They cursed themselves that they weren't able to stop the killing. They had failed.

Red felt absolutely terrible seeing her mother so heartbroken. She saw only the worst part of her. She never even thought there once was this sweet, kind, thoughtful, and such a loving princess within her. She wondered of all these good times she could have, with her other 'mom' too. As she was wishing she could've come sooner to stop this nonsense, however would she have done it, Chloe ran to her mom's younger version. Dropping on her knees just a couple inches away, wrapping the pink girl in her embrace. So strong, so comforting.

Bridget laid her head on her chest, sobbing uncontrollably, gripping Chloe's blue shirt so tightly she was most likely to rip it apart any second. That is truly what she needed, a warm presence holding her so she wouldn't go mad.

"Cry Bridget, I'm here for you," and that's what she did. She cried till she was out of energy to do so. She just stared in the distance, thinking of nothing. There was nothing left for her. She took ahold of her lovers hand, vowing to herself she'd never fall in love again.

And she'll keep your heart, just how you have kept hers.

Not all stories have a happily ever after, even if we try to change it

[herlondonboy]

Dear Reader

Pairings: Wednesday Addams x platonic!reader / Enid Sinclair x platonic!reader / Larissa Weems x platonic!reader / Eugene Otinger x platonic!reader

Summary: To whom it may concern, I’m sorry.

Warnings: suicide, suicide notes, grief, guilt, self hate, kinda graphic? sad, spelling mistakes. part 2 of 7:3 (read here), but can be read as a solo fic. (Tagging: @natashamaximoff69 @lxtins @hizzygizzy @justarandomweeblol @donnabenevientosbitch @capryuk @dksjskx @maryannecrimsworth @nitchxhdc @x666hours @allisonsblog

Word Count: 1.3k

“No!” Wednesday exclaimed as she ran up the hill at an unnatural speed.

She had gotten the vision too late. She saw whilst she was beekeeping with Eugene and Enid, you were supposed to be coming down, but they had gotten started because you were usually late. Enid had caught her when she suddenly collapsed and shook. She saw you emotionlessly tying a noose by your tree. Then you were placing four envelopes underneath a rock that read “E W E y/i”

“Wednesday?” Enid asked in concern when the shorter girl gasped awake.

“y/n.” Wednesday said softly before jumping up. She took off the beekeeping uniform and rushed out. “y/n’s in danger. Get Weems.” She called out behind her.

She watched from afar as you stood onto the stool and wrapped the rope around your neck. Wednesday called out for you, but she was too far away. Her legs ached as she tripped over her feet. She groaned and pushed herself back up. Enid and Eugene had just got to Larissa and she immediately shot up into action.

You strained to kick the stool away and Wednesday watched in horror as you struggled until there was no fight left in you.

It looked like you were sleeping, she hoped that you were sleeping, she hoped that you were sleeping.

Wednesday made it to the tree and, with shaky, sweaty, she untied the rope from the trunk. She let you down slowly and once you were lying on the ground, she rushed over to you. She took the rope from around your neck and placed your head onto her lap and checked your pulse. Her heart was beating so fast it hurt. You looked so peaceful.

She was alone like that, cradling your head in her lap for what felt like hours. Guilt ridden by your death. She should’ve been there for you. All three of them should’ve been there for you. Why didn’t you tell them that you were hurting? Why?

“Wednesday?” Weems asked, approaching slowly.

“I couldn’t… I couldn’t stop them. I’m- I’m sorry.” Weems kneeled next to Wednesday over your body. She sobbed for you, her child.

Enid, who was walking in front of Eugene saw the rope on the branch and the shake of the principal’s shoulders and stopped. She turned to Eugene with a fake smile. “Uh, I think that they have it sorted. y/n will be alright, I’m sure. Let’s go… keep the bees.” Enid said, spinning Eugene around and he smiled at her.

Some alone time with his crush would surely do him some good, right?

-

Dear Enid,

You were the first person that could ever tolerate me. You gave me the gift of friendship and because of you, I found another reason to live. I’m not saying that you’re not enough, or that you weren’t enough, because you are. I’m so incredibly sorry. I hope you don’t cry over me, I don’t deserve your tears. If you saw my body at the tree, I’m sorry. It was selfish of me to take my life in our spot, but it was the one place where I felt comfortable.

I could’ve taken pills, I could’ve drowned myself in a bathtub, I couldn’t cut myself and watched myself bleed, but I chose to ruin our spot. I’m sorry if you won’t ever come here again. I’m sorry I’m the reason you can’t sleep at night. I’m sorry that your worries meant nothing in the end.

My favourite thing about spending time with you was when you’d talk about that boy, Ajax. I loved hearing the things he did, waving or smiling at you. The date, how he stoned himself by accident. I’m sure Wednesday won’t mind if you started biting her ear off two times more than usual. Between you and me, I think she might have a little crush on you.

There were so many words I wanted to say to you, but I just couldn’t.It's so tough to talk when you desire to madder yourself. That's overhead and farther to everything else, and it's not a mental complaint-it's a physical thing, like it's physically difficult to begin your mouth and make the words approach out. They don' t approach out composed and in conjunction with your brain the way ordinary individuals's words do; they approach out in chunks, as though from a crushed-ice dispenser; you stumble on them as they accumulate behind your lower lip. So you just stay quiet, you know?

My sincerest apologies,

y/n <3

P.S. you can have my rainbow sweater, I know how much you like it.

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Dear Wednesday,

I assume that you had some psychic vision and saw me tying the noose and all and I apologise for that. Don’t beat yourself up for not getting to me in time, Wednesday.

We didn’t talk much, but I feel as though I know everything about you. I know how you would do anything to protect the people you love, like dropping piranhas into a swimming pool full of guys. I also now how you’d make Thing travel to my bedroom on a night to drop off riddle that always ended the same way. “You’d tell me if you weren’t okay, right?” I should’ve told you. Maybe if I did you would’ve stopped me and talked me out of it. I apologise for lying to you, day in and day out. I just didn’t want you or anyone else to worry. I don’t want you to you blame yourself if you didn’t get to me in time, wat ily this is in no way your fault.

I’d say don’t cry, but knowing you, you won’t, anyway. :,).

I don’t really know what else to say to you other than, thank you for being you. Thank you for being a friend. Gracias por enseñarme a amar.

Kindest regards,

Your y/n

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Dear Eugene,

Hi, buddy! I’m sorry that I’m missing your birthday this year, that’s very insensitive of me. I told you that we would go to Jericho for the whole day and miss all of our lessons doing just nothing. I’m sure Enid and Wednesday wouldn’t mind doing that with you if you asked.

You were like my brother, in fact, no. You were my brother. Your opinion means the most for me. I know you’ll cry, but I will always be with you. And between you and me, I think Enid has a little crush on you too, you know? I’m telling you, Eugene, make a move.

And, hey! A little joke for you: did you hear about that old Italian chef?

Lots of love,

y/n <3

P.S. He pasta-way! Too soon?

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Dear Larissa Weems,

Last night I sat in your office and watch and you work. You looked so peaceful when I didn’t speak. I’m sorry if I bother you. Thank you for taking me in and giving me a home and family even when I felt as though I didn’t deserve it. It’s proving that I don’t though, isn’t it. You were an amazing mother, I’m sorry that I couldn’t be an amazing child.

I loved how on Saturdays we’d drive down to the Weathervane and you’d listen to me being me for hours alone. I’m sorry that I kept on hurting you, I never meant to. I know apologies won’t take back my actions and somehow I’ve said more in these notes than I have since that night.

Tonight the thoughts were about how to end things, with a heavy emphasis on the how. The process of suicide isn't exactly easy. It takes preparation, scheduling, and a certain level-headedness to kill yourself. A person has to be ready for it. They have to make the necessary plans, take the necessary steps. And, most importantly, he has to not only feel like dying, but also like killing. And the two feelings couldn't be more different.

I love you times more than all the stars in the world combined,

Your dearest, y/n.

[coraniaid]

🔥 about tara

OK, so for the record I like Tara a lot. She's definitely in my top ten favorite characters. I am still in the early stages of a (painfully slow) Season 4 rewatch, and one of the things keeping me going is the thought I will get to see Tara again soon.

I think Tara's death is very sad and I can understand why Amber Benson felt poorly treated by the way it was handled (especially with the stupid gimmick of adding Tara to the opening credits just for that episode). On balance -- and especially given the context arround her introduction and her relationship with Willow -- I think that it was probably a fairly significant mistake from a writing perspective for at least a couple of reasons. (It's not really a good look to kill off half of your show's groundbreaking lesbian couple, whatever the context, and the writers didn't really seem to have any sort of coherent plan for what to do with Willow afterwards.)

But it kind of irks me when I see it described as an obvious case of the Bury Your Gays trope because ... it really isn't?

Tara doesn't die because she's gay: she doesn't die shortly after coming out, she isn't targeted because she's a lesbian; she isn't, in fact, targeted directly at all. Her death is basically just a stupid random accident. She was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Neither is Tara treated as more expendable by the narrative because she's a lesbian. By the time Tara dies, Buffy (and the Angel spin-off) had already killed off (among other recurring and at least occasionally sympathetic characters) Jenny Calendar, Kendra, Larry, Doyle, Forrest, Joyce and Darla. By the time both shows end the writers will have also killed off Jonathan, Anya, Cordelia, Fred and Wesley. Buffy isn't quite a show where Anyone Can Die, but certainly it's one where anyone can die if they're not in the Core Four (and if they're not vampires Buffy has slept with, in which case they can die for a little bit but they'll get over it).

And nor is there some sense that Tara's death affects the rest of the group any less than any of the others on the above list. On the contrary, other than Joyce, who is the protagonist of the show's actual mother and had been a presence in the show for almost twice as long as Tara was, she gets mourned for longer and by more people than anyone else on that previous list. (Xander and Willow's supposed childhood friend Jesse gets mourned so little I couldn't even bring myself to add him to the list.)

Yes, the show is far from perfect. It definitely is, at various times, racist, sexist and homophobic, often in ways that cannot at all be dimissed as the show being a product of its time. I think you could certainly argue that Tara was a victim of the show's persistent narrative misogyny (Willow's first girlfriend, Giles's first girlfriend on the show, and both of Xander's girlfriends die, but neither Oz nor Riley die and neither Angel or Spike die in a way that matters).

But Tara's death isn't automatically an example of the Bury You Gays trope just because she dies and was a lesbian. Even though, as I said, it was a probably the wrong decision for the character and the show and I wish it hadn't happened.

--

Oh, also, a bonus hot take:

In a hypothetical Season 7 where Tara survived, I really don't think I can see her relationship with Willow lasting long. The show sort of forgets about it in favor of advancing the subplot in which Willow becomes a magic addict after her Evil Friend Amy takes her to see a drug dealer and then forces her to relapse, but .... Willow's supposed magic addiction isn't why she and Tara broke up. They broke up because Willow was messing with Tara's memories and consent, well before she'd ever met Rack or de-ratted Amy. Willow hadn't actually done anything to address the things that made her take Tara for granted and consider herself entitled to mess with her mind with magic at all. She'd been sad about the relationship ending, sure, and Tara missed Willow, but ... Willow was absolutely the same person who did this to Tara.

The show doesn't bother to address the actual reason she and Tara broke up, preferring the cheap shock death just when they'd gotten back together again. But after a while I think Tara would have realized this, and without the shock of losing Tara in the first place I think Willow would find it very hard not to fall back into her old habits. Habits which have nothing to do with Amy's supposed malign influence. After all, Willow was trying to use magic to change her best friend's mental state without his consent as early as Lovers Walk, a full year before she ever met Tara. And when she and Oz broke up that same season she very quickly started talking about wishing she had a way to "make [him] trust me". This is much more a part of who Willow is than any addiction to evil magic.

[april-is]

April 4, 2024: Coyotes by the Eliot House, Glyn Maxwell

Coyotes by the Eliot House Glyn Maxwell

Tom I’ve a question and all I have is a question. There are lots of coyotes near this old house you lived in. I didn’t expect them here in the green Northeast. Figured them things of rocks and the high sierras. There goes another one bounding for the bushes. First time, I thought: that’s a dog acting really strangely. But it didn’t turn back for approval or get distracted by an insignificant thing, as a dog will tend to. No it was gone by now, it had made me nervous. They’re the size of a family dog but they’re on their own. Folks round here reassure me there’s no danger unless you attack their cubs so I’ll shelve my plan to attack their cubs, chrissakes. Tom, Tom, apologies, I have loved my time in your house.

Last night at dinner we heard a siren wailing off in the town and all of them started howling, all the coyotes for miles around in the bushes aghast, alerting their young, alarming their old, rising and heightening, matching its pitch and power, one near the blue spinning light in its thrall, uniquely bound by this unpredicted visitation. Then after the siren faded they packed it in. What do they think that is, that demands of them and gets of them their love or their terror or both? What do we poets do when we know it’s nothing? Not for them or against them or about them. Tom, I had to be here to ask that question. I expect I’ll have to be gone before you answer.

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More animal poems.

More poems responding to T.S. Eliot, my problematic fave:

Waste Land Limericks, Wendy Cope

Old Women in Eliot Poems, David Wright

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[jake-g-lockley]

Hello darling! Can I request almost kissing but someone walks in + steven grant my baby Hehehe

Harmony of the Sea and Moon (Steven Grant x reader)

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A/N: YESS STEVEN! Omg I have so much soft thoughts about this man, mainly because he is the human version of the heart eyes emoji. Lmao but this fic feels like a fever dream ngl

Word Count: 937 words

☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Love is a weird thing. No one truly knows what it is but everyone eventually succumbs to it. It's pure, vulnerable, painful and many other things. But to Steven, it was harmony. Harmony that he could not explain but could not deny as well. It pushed him into a vision of peace like no other and quietened his mind, letting him relax. It began in the morning when you had pounded your fist on the door of his apartment. 

The both of you had overslept, way past your alarms and clearly left the bus. Steven scrambled as you helped him pack his bag and the both of you sprinted out of the doors as fast as humanly possible. 

“It’s okay, we can just walk, it should be fine.” you assured him, but he didn’t need assurance as he stared without a single thought in his head at you. 

His heart stuttered as you clutched firmly at his wrist, pulling him as he lagged slightly behind. His eyes were trained on you and he watched as your hair flowed behind you, fluttering softly against the wind that picked up. You stop and he slammed into your back and you turned to pout at him, only causing his heart to speed up unnaturally fast.  

Suddenly, Steven felt the wind pick up and he tilted his chin up to the heavens as the first few drops of the sad London rain littered his face. It snapped Steven out of his trance, almost as if it gave him a cold shower. He realised that the both of you were very close to the museum and he swore under his breath as he laced his fingers with yours, preparing to make a run for it. 

But you let him go, confusing him. Your face was tilted up at the heavens too but your eyes were closed and you had a small smile on your face as the rain became heavier. Steven stood rooted as you stepped forward and stretched your arms up above your head. The feeling of harmony crescendoed at this instant and whatever Steven had been feeling was amplified by tenfold as he clutched at his chest right above where his heart sat. He felt pulled to you the way the Moon pulls the tides of the Earth's seas, creating a perfect continuous melody in his heart that clawed throughout his body at the sight of you. 

You let out a laugh, spinning around and Steven started perceiving everything in slow motion. He never fell in love with you by accident, he always felt like it was just meant to happen. He felt an invisible force push him forward and he clutched at your wrist, pulling you close. Steven started to sway you back and forth as your head was thrown back and your laugh echoed in the emptiness of his head. Oh what a sight the both of you must have been, with Steven’s dazed out smile and you laughing in his arms.

“Shit! Steven, the time, we got to go!” you yelled and he chuckled, letting himself be pulled towards the museum. 

☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

After an earful of scolding from Donna, the both of you retreated to the staff rooms to get changed with some items found in the lost and found. JB had been nice enough to grab some towels for the both of you and you now were rubbing the water out of your hair as the warm room soothed your body. 

Steven was shivering and quickly pulled his jacket and shirt off without a second thought, causing your face to heat up as you caught the sight of his beautiful olive skin. He pulled on the shirt he found and grabbed the towel to start drying his hair. You had been silently observing the way he acted all morning and your heart was pounding at the way he had danced with you in the rain. 

He was your perfect Steven and you wanted so bad to be his. 

You found yourself gravitating towards him and you pulled the towel off his head. He looked at you with his big soft eyes and you almost melted. Instead you gave him a shy smile as you stepped closer. You couldn’t help but feel drawn to him and you could feel his breathing quicken as you looked up at him. 

Whatever you were feeling, you knew he was harmonising with you. He looked really pretty like this, with his wet curls and tinted cheekbones. The thing that enticed you the most was his perfectly set lips that pouted slightly, and you felt a yearning like no other to taste them. 

So that's what you did. 

You silently tipped your head slightly as Steven got closer and closer, but the door swings open and you jump away before realising that it was one of the cleaning ladies coming to pick up your wet clothes. You sighed and turned away, slightly frustrated at her timing but the second the door closed again, you felt yourself being pulled and you slumped against Steven’s surprisingly muscular frame. 

His two fingers tilted your face up by your chin and he brought his lips to yours ever so gently, as if he was afraid to break you into tiny pieces. You both sighed into the kiss at the same time, causing a rumble of giggles to erupt from you. He pulled back and looked at you as if he was properly seeing you again for the first time, kissing your forehead and placing your hand above his heart as he pulled you in for a hug. 

Reblogs are appreciated~~~

[mortal-sarah]

Hello hi, I was going to ask about your KentaKim hcs and thoughts because I adore them (Kenta especially) and then I saw: Concubine!JJ x King/Prince!Methas au

and now I need to know about this please!!!!

Hi! Yes!! This au has gripped me by the throat since watching the show lol!

So this is very based on the running theme in tldhlb that Methas believes money can buy anyone or anything but giving it a bit of a darker spin. In my mind this au is set in ambiguously imperial times or in some sort of kingdom/royalty au setting. Methas is the king or prince and JJ is just a commoner or a lower class worker. One day they meet and JJ stands up to Methas in some way that instantly attracts Methas’ attention. And like in canon after only a few interactions Methas is like I need to have this man. So he uses his power or finds some kind of leverage (maybe related to Wan and JJ’s desire to protect/look out for him) to force JJ to become his concubine. It’s very much playing off the “you can’t use money to buy someone like me” line in the show. Because in this au Methas quite literally does have the power to buy JJ and that makes me feral! So yeah this au stemmed a lot from the idea of what would the MethasJJ ship/dynamic look like if they lived in a world where JJ couldn’t exercise his freewill as easily and Methas had the power to give into the desire to essentially own JJ that he feels towards the begging of the show. To pay for his love. Though I imagine JJ would be equally as stubborn and would fight Methas where he could. I don’t think Methas would force JJ to do anything against his will but I do think he would pout and wonder why JJ wasn’t just immediately accepting his new life and why he wasn’t giving Methas all the kissing and loving he wanted lol. I think Methas would bug JJ but ultimately give him space and try to please him with lavish gifts and meals and other things. JJ wouldn’t hold back his opinions about how wrong this all is and would let Methas know that he may be able to buy him but not his affections. Eventually JJ would unlock Methas’s sad back story about his family all dying in a tragic accident and leaving him alone and he would realize okay he may be a rich asshole monarch but he is just a little meow meow. JJ would start to fall for him as Methas tried his best to learn and grow and give JJ what he needs to be happy. And In the end JJ would be elevated from concubine to queen 👑

Also these moments in the context of this au!!! Ahh!!!

(Gif 1 - https://www.tumblr.com/itagakimizuki/758537071030861824

Gif 2 - https://www.tumblr.com/thisautistic/759000041497231360/sickos-etc

Gif 3 - https://www.tumblr.com/namtan/758992256973832193)

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

Shan your Tomura posts are making me so sad and so angry at the same time 😭😭😭

Thinking about all the ways and all the times he could have been saved! All the what ifs and all the should haves! 😭😭

"What if his dad came to his senses and was more understanding with him?" "What if someone took his hand or called for help?" "What if he was in that hospital with Touya and upon Touya's escape he took Tomura?" "What if someone with a good heart saw Tomura with all those hands walking around at night and thought 'this isn't right, let me call someone and report' "? "Toshinori should have listened to his heart both times instead of following Gran Torino's advice" "Gran Torino should have kept an eye on Nana's son from a distance" and so on and so on 😭😭

Truly tragic ... 😭

The most important thing to take away from Tenko's story is that AFO probably prevented people from helping Tenko, from also the culture of the Hero Society had a lot to do with it too.

It's been stated multiple times in bnha that heroes can't save everyone and can't be everywhere at once. There's a part of bnha where Deku asks All Might if he has ever failed to save someone and All Might explains that not one, but hundreds of times he couldn't be there to save people. Heroes are only people after all. They have limits. Even if the law makes them look all invincible, well, fear is what powers the smile behind All Might, isn't it?

Fear because you're putting your life on the line.

Fear because you're not invulnerable.

Even the strongest man alive is only a man.

The thesis of the bnha spin off Vigilantes is just that. The law has a limit and it restrains what a pro-hero can do. A power-enhanced society like bnha is full of dangers you can't control, because accidents and common malice can get serious in a blink. There is a gap for evil. You can't close it.

Actually, the only way to control that little breach is through daily decency. To help your neighbor, to be kind, to pay attention to what others need and how can you make the world a better place. It can sound cheesy, but that's exactly how bnha started

Didn't Deku go to save Bakugo as a common citizen? Now, Bakugo is the one who killed AFO. We're saying that if Deku hadn't helped Bakugo that day, the world could be completely doomed.

Big heroic acts count A LOT. I'm not convincing anyone otherwise. It's just that a million little acts of goodness are more important to keep everyone safe than trusting an army in a war.

AFO gave Tenko probably a bit more than half a day to wander around. Tenko killed the Shimuras at dusk, we saw him walking after the tragedy in plain daylight and I think AFO "found him" the afternoon of the same day.

In truth, he didn't wait a lot, did he?

That's because he couldn't risk someone actually reporting that a kid covered in blood was walking around with the stare of a thousand yards. AFO couldn't risk a pro-hero finding Tenko, could he? He needed enough time to convince Tomura that the world was an uncaring place full of apathy for kids like him. AFO manipulated the situation to make it way worse by using the flaws of the Hero Society. That's a fact.

The night the Shimuras died, Nao finally stood up for Tenko and gave Kotaro an ultimatum. We can't know if things could have been better. They died before anything could change.

We have no evidence of Tomura even contacting any of the other kids that AFO manipulated. It's safe to assume he kept Tomura isolated from the world. That means that no one could ever show him any kindness. AFO was not allowing Tomura any chance to escape, not like Touya for example.

AFO probably got some cops on his side when it came to reporting the Shimura incident.

Grand Torino recognized to himself during the War arc that maybe the decision Nana and him took was not the right one. They shouldn't have abandoned Kotaro like that.

My whole point is that yes, society failed Tomura, but AFO wouldn't give them a chance to make up for their mistakes. The only reason why Deku is able to help Tomura now is because AFO is dead.

Not doomed by the narrative, doomed by AFO.

If only AFO hadn't had such insane control over Tomura's life, maybe he could have been saved or at least escaped like Touya did 😭😭 but that man was a pro at ruining children's lives and making sure no one could ever make it better for them 😭

[artsninspo]

Hi! Do you write for Modie? Can you do one where she is with the mandem and modie is her bf and she sees him for the first time after he broke out of jail. She is just like worrying about his scar and stuff and he‘s all soft. Just fluff. Thank you so much, love you🥰

“WHY SO SERIOUS?”

Author's Note: Hey, I don't typically write for Modie BUT since it's fall and Halloween is approaching I thought I’d do something fun with Modie. He gives me joker vibes (I mean it’s no coincidence they both had acid accidents), you know not easily understood, intimidating and a little off his rocker. This request is influenced by Joker and Harley Quinn - hope you enjoy the spin on this req. Sidenote* I don't plan to make this a habit LOL so please don’t be upset if your Modie req is never posted

Pairing: Modie X Reader 

Word Count: 1.8K

Warnings: Mentions of murder & adult themes.

You finish a deep stretch letting out a sigh finishing your yoga for the day. Your thoughts are where they always are on Modie. Your muffin is locked up in a cage where he doesn't belong. Reaching for your phone you check your messages. Nude’s usually works to get his attention but he hasn't responded in hours. Groaning you head into the bathroom to shower and contemplate using one of the many dildos ready in your walk-in shower to take the edge off. You hope the pigs in the prison haven't confiscated his phone again because that’ll mean more time in the hole. You reach for the cast Muffin had made for you personally only to withdraw. He doesn't like when you play without him.

He’ll know, he always does.

“Uhhhhhh” you groan showering without any fun. You were supposed to have a facetime date last night. 

What if I did something wrong and this is my punishment?

You spend time lotioning your body in contemplation of your options trying to find a cause for the silence. Muffin said no tv or internet today so your options are limited, and you're in no mood to play on your switch. Muffin’s crew is having a party tonight, Layton told you. It's your best bet at staying in the loop so you decide on that. You hide your sadness with your makeup and freshly flat iron your half blonde and half black fringe, putting wavy curls in the rest of your hair. You put on a gloss and admire your full pout pretending Muffin was appling it for you. Then you put in your silver grillz he bought for your last birthday to match his. You smile sweetly at the memory of him smiling back at you in approval of the look, his hand under your chin before placing a soft kiss on your lips. What you wouldn't do to be back in that moment again, with him free, with you, when nothing else mattered. You step into your leather boots after getting on a one piece long sleeve unitard in all black. Your ensemble matches your mood. 

The journey to the fields is only a few songs long and you arrive at a full car park.

“Y/N” you're greeted a few times before heading into the yard. You push the door in and Layton stands at attention like you’ve done something wrong. There's no music, no scent of liquor or weed and definitely not the overflow of women these lot are used to.

“Ahhhh” you hear a groan.

You look at Layton knowing he knows better than to conduct business where the mandem call home and he uses his body to keep you out of the flat.

“Move!” you snap before shoving him back. You enter the living room and see the rest of the crew. Kit, Jamie and Si look least happy to see you as usual.

“Can I get you something?” Saf stands.

“I’m alright, thought this was a party” you look around and see the party was set up but nothings been touched.

“Nah, we're heading to another spot” Saf smiles.

“Has anyone heard from Modie? He hasn’t responded to my messages in hours” you ask. Each and every one of them look uneasy like they're keeping something from you.

“He had to get rid of his phone, spoke to him earlier today” Layton says puzzling you. “Then you lot must be fucking up if he used his call to speak to you and not me?” you snap, growing angry.

“Y/N, I swear” Layton stammers as you frown.

“Nah, nothing like that, we have good news for Modie - not bad” Jamie says. “Lets go to this party, yeah?” He stands, forcing a smile. Layton’s a loyal dog but Jamie’s always been smart first.

“I’m riding with you” you declare, watching him closely. Jamie’s afraid of you and you know it. He thinks you're crazy and unstable, he’s not wrong. Jamie's kryptonite is women and children, falling into the former category you have little to worry about. He gets the passenger door for you before getting in himself. He starts the car always observant before pulling out of the spot.

“Jamie, Jamie, Jamie, what are you hiding from me?” you smile excited to play.

“Nothing” he lies.

“How convincing” you giggle. “You're usually much better, what are you on edge about?” you ask, leaning closer.

“Modie wouldn't want you to worry,” he says.

“Modie doesn't need your head all fuzzy, he needs you sharp” you smile and Jamie looks at you uneasily. Your smile grows as your assessment is correct. Jamie’s always shown you the utmost respect even when you've pushed quite far. He's never flirted or been suggestive and always shut down his peers when they were a little too close to the line. Any man with that much discipline and awareness is dangerous. “Don’t worry James, I like you. Relax, unclench - woosah” you taunt before giggling.

“Are you good for money?” Jamie asks.

“Yes Mister So Serious” you mock making a face. Jamie shakes his head in disapproval. “You’re such a stiff, now wonder you and Mo are friends - opposites attract” you smile sweetly.

“You are not his opposite” Jamie mutters and you applaud his wit laughing.

“See, that was a good one. I only get upset when they aren't fair or respectful” you warn.

“Throwing knives is a fair way to address disrespect?” he asks.

“One day you'll find your person and if someone goes mad at them, I bet you do much worse” you pat his shoulder.

“Modie broke out” Jamie says, wiping the smile off your face as he parks. “He had an accident he doesn't want you to worry about.” Jamie sighs as he parks. “He’s in there now, so do yourself up and act surprised” Jamie says once you've picked your jaw up off the floor. Your eyes hold his happy tears well. Your cheeks burn and you sniffle to keep your nose from running as you pull down the visor to get at the mirror. You curse for not wearing a better bra and re-adjust your tits before turning to Jamie.

“How do I look?” you ask him but he’s looking away as usual. “For fuck sake Jamie look!” you whine when he looks away.

“Bra strap is showing, gloss on your teeth” he says motioning to both before surveying you some more. “Some of the blonde is in the black bit” he says pointing to your hair, looking in the visor you fix it quickly. You look at him with big eyes in need of approval.

“Perfect” he nods. “Relax, unclench, woosah” he mocks and you snicker.

“I like you Jamie” you smile as you get out of the car. You head in the venue. The music is loud and you look around. There’s no time to take heed of the song playing as you look around. Layton motions for you to follow him you do with the rest of them to a secondary party drinks are flowing and there are more familiar faces. Phones are taken and shit off at the door. You grab a drink to calm your nerves and look around the party as the lights go so low it's hard to see at all. You feel a body against yours before your arms pull you in tight.

“Looking for me?” his voice asks, making your heart race, turning around and hugging him so tight. “What did I tell you about sending me naughty pics without warning?” he asks, placing kisses on your neck.

“But I missed you and I wanted to feel pretty and sexy,” you confess, pulling away to try and see him. It's impossible. 

“It’s inconsiderate to send a man that kind of material when he’s sharing a cell” he tells you. 

“Sorry, Muffin” you apologise and he chuckles running his hands through your hair. “Sorry” you apologise again when you realise you’ve used his pet name amongst his peers.

“Music's loud, it's okay Sweets” he says and you kiss him again. Your heart is racing as he holds you. You go to touch his face but he holds your hand. Uneasiness fills you. Jamie's words replay and you take Muffin’s hand following the lights on the floor into a private room. 

He’s been maimed. 

“Is who did this to you still alive?” you snap, trembling. Modie tries to withhold his amusement.

“For now” he nods as your temper flares. You hug him again relieved to have him home and he hugs back relaxing.

“I missed you, Sweets,” he says, rocking you side to side. He takes your chin. “Smile” he says and you show him you have your grills in. His smile grows wider and he hugs you again.

“We can drive to Spain and I can find you a good doctor, you can heal and rest and we’ll be alright” you say, devising a plan.

“Shhhhh” he says, holding your face in his hands. You look at the mangled skin and the blue hued cloudy eye. You don't look away and this time when you go to touch that side of his face he doesn't withdraw,allowing the intimate gesture. You smile when he takes your hand kissing your palm.

“What?” he asks.

“I don't know,” you shrug. “I just think it's really sexy,” you confess. “But, when I find out who did it, I'll kill them,” you added, smiling sweetly.

“I’m free now, we can have our fun” he says leaning in for another kiss and palming your ass.

“You promise you're alright?” you ask, looking him over.

“I have my girl and I have someone’s life to ruin - I’m perfect” he smiles and Layton knocks entering slowly with his head down.

“Boss, the mandem wants to toast” he says, you watch Modie’s persona change as he steps out among his peers, the leader of the pack. He keeps his eyes on you looking your way as he socialises and tells the animated tale of his escape. You sip your liquor thinking of all the ways you’re going to reunite later on. It takes you twenty minutes to slowly make your way to Jamie for answers.

“I know you know who did that to Modie” you say loud enough for him to hear.

“It’s for him to say” he responds.

“I thought we were friends” you pout.

“Only because you are more dangerous than him.” he says.

“Shhhhh” you tell Jamie. “Tell me” you mouth.

“Sully, Summerhouse Sully '' Jamie says but the name doest ring any bells. He must be a ghost, someone from the past trying to settle unfinished business.

Now he’ll be a corpse.

“Thanks, James” you smile heading back to Modie, the crowd parts for you like the red sea and you sit on your muffins lap making all the chatter and flattery stop. It's like it's just the two of you in the club, you drink and dance for him and laugh together, he tells jokes and tickles you and holds you and your heart is full because you have your man back.

...

I had a lot of fun writing this one, depending on how this does I may do a part two. No smut, just mentions of it with a little revenge and more lunacy. Maybe a halloween party idk. Chime in in the comment section.

[nach0]

MCYT Yuri Week; Day Five - Rarepair

"In the heart of the Evermoore."

Wordcount: 1360

AO3 Link

Shelby has been learning from the absolutely gorgeous ghost of a wizard long passed ever since she moved to the Evermoore. But the fog is shifting and changing, and the ghosts are growing darker with it.

Will she be able to resist the temptation laid out before her?

Most of the Evermoore’s ghosts were shades, echoes of who they may have once been, barely able to interact with the world beyond the bodies Shelby created for them and only kept awake by her magic fueling the fog’s.

One ghost was different.

It had taken time for her to properly form, like the others, but she just… hadn’t faded afterwards. There were days where she was more substantial than others, and she was prone to vanishing if she got too upset, but she stayed as much as she could.

Gem, she’d introduced herself as, a sad kind of smile on her face when Shelby told her about the other of her name. She’d been lost in the fog for a very long time, (“Almost a thousand years,” she’d said with a quiet certainty,) Shelby’s dimensional magic pulling her back to consciousness.

She was quiet about a lot of things. At first she’d tried to pass it off as lingering fog, then as just being a generally quiet person, but the undertone of melancholy was clear even to someone as socially awkward as Shelby.

Teaching, though, was where she really opened up. 

Gem had taken one look at her book and scoffed, launching into an explanation that was far more passionate than any of her professors had ever been and somehow still understandable.

It wasn’t when Shelby had fallen for her. That said, it certainly hadn’t hurt.

No, the sparks of feelings had come the first full moon after Gem’s appearance, when she’d realised the surge of magic made her tangible, made her real, even if just for a night. She’d laughed and dragged Shelby out to dance under the stars, twirling and spinning as the weak remnants of her magic floated an ancient song through the air.

After that it became almost impossible to deny the crush quickly spiralling into something out of control, a full blown attraction before she could stamp it out. Gem, blessedly, didn’t comment on it.

(The thought crossed her mind that Gem actually hadn’t noticed, but she brushed that aside. Her teacher had gone on many long tangents about the social etiquettes of her time and seemed to be a master of them. There was no way she was oblivious.)

And so they learned to coexist. Gem would spend her days filling in the gaps her professors had left, (though more than one day was lost to complaining about the state of the academy. It all seemed very personal to her for reasons Shelby hadn’t quite figured out yet,) and their nights most often found them cuddling, soaking in as much contact as they could before Gem went intangible again.

It was hard to work around each other, at first. Shelby was prone to accidents and often dropped potion vials, something that scared Gem so deeply that she often didn’t show up for hours or days again afterwards. Many of Gem’s mannerisms reminded Shelby uncomfortably of her stricter professors, clicking her tongue and pacing with barely concealed frustration when faced with a difficult task. They found a balance eventually, after far too many miscommunications and arguments, and were better off for it.

So naturally, something had to give.

It started with the whispers. The fog growing bolder, calling to her with promises of power and respect. Gem had been nervous, almost scared.

Then her eyes had turned blue.

But it was nothing to be worried about. She would just keep focusing on her work, ignore the encroaching fog, and it would sort itself out.

~

It was not, in fact, sorting itself out.

Sculk was beginning to creep out of every crevice, climbing higher and higher until it was well past the deepslate it was usually confined to. There was only so long she could pretend the ground squishing in the mangrove was just mud.

Shelby had brought up her concerns to Gem the first time she’d found sculk clinging to her, but the wizard had seemed… uncharacteristically relaxed about the whole thing.

“It’s just part of nature. Corruption has risen and fallen before, and this isn’t hurting anyone. Not like last time.”

Any further questions were met with a knowing smirk, growing wider by the day.

They still had a routine though, one Shelby could find some small comfort in. No matter what, full moons would be spent curled together on her couch, reading until they fell asleep and had to deal with back pains in the morning. (She did, at least. Gem got out of the side effects due to things like ‘having no actual body’ and ‘being literally dead, Shrub.’)

But when she started pulling blankets together-

“I have a different plan in mind.”

Shelby glanced at Gem, only pausing for a moment before continuing to move bedding. “What, did you want to go upstairs instead? I’m not sure if my bed’s big enough for the two of us unless we squeeze.”

“There’s something I want to show you instead. In the heart of the Evermoore.”

Gem didn’t wait for an answer before turning for the door, trusting in Shelby’s curiosity winning out to follow her. 

The emotion that spurred her to move was closer to concern.

While they could be spontaneous at times, Shelby more than Gem, they were both creatures of habit. You had to be to practise magic, it was as much routine as it was raw power and emotion. And yet here she was, walking straight into the fog with no care for the dangers it presented.

Of course she followed.

Deeper and deeper they went, the night growing ever darker despite the moon shining bright overhead, but no mobs seemed to bother them. The soft blue glow of the sculk lit their path, like stars fallen from the sky, oddly comforting despite the whispers that followed.

“Gem, slow down!”

Her pleas went unanswered as Gem strode with ease through the tangled mess of the mangrove. The roots seemed to clear from her path, leaving a clear trail in her wake. It was all the more concerning. The Evermoore was not one to change easily.

They stopped after what felt like hours of wading through mud and sculk. Shelby couldn’t identify whatever they were standing on other than the pure wrongness radiating from it. It felt of death, she realised, stronger than the subtle energy the ghosts put out.

In the centre of the clearing stood a single sculk catalyst.

“What are we doing here, Gem?” Shelby finally drew the courage to ask, glancing out of the corner of her eye to where she was standing.

Gem looked at her with something almost like pity.

“You’re becoming one with your empire. It’s what every ruler wants, isn’t it? And all you have to do-” she walked over, tapping the catalyst lightly, “-is activate this.”

“This- no.” Shelby took a step back. “Gem, I’m not going to kill someone. Just tell me what’s going on, properly, no riddles.”

Gem matched her step. Then took another. She backed Shelby against a tree, pushing against her to keep her in place. 

“Don’t you want to be closer to me?” She whispered into her ear. “I know you want me. You talk in your sleep, dear.”

The giggle she let out when Shelby blushed was so familiar, so her, that for a moment she almost let herself believe the words.

“Just give in. If you’re not with it, you’re against me. And I don’t really think you want me to leave you alone again, do you?”

Maybe she would have resisted more. Maybe she would have come up with a plan to escape, to fix Gem. Maybe she would have done nothing at all.

None of it mattered the moment Gem pressed their lips together, gentle but with all the passion of a raging thunderstorm. From her smirk as she pulled away, she knew she’d won.

The sound of a lute cut through the quiet of the fog. Shelby barely needed Gem’s prompting to jump forward with her scythe.

They laughed as the sculk crawled up them both, spinning and twirling in a sea of stars to the music of the night.

@mcyt-yuri-week

[dreamonseems]

The man I am

Part 1

Joel Miller x Female Reader

Summary: Pre outbreak Joel and Tommy, move to a small town in Canada. After Joel's daughter Sarah dies from a tragic accident. Joel meets the reader and falls in love. She helps him move on from his grief. And he starts a new life with the reader.

Notes

◇ There is an age gap between the reader and Joel, the reader is 19 and Joel is 35.

◇ There will be an outbreak in this story but first I'll start pre-outbreak. Tess will also come in later in the story.

◇ HI, this is my first Joel fanfic. I feel like this will be bad, but I'm going to try to write this anyway. I had a dream about it so I kinda want to make it true lol. I'm also Canadian so that's why they are in Canada lol. But they will make their way back to the USA.

"Sarah, where are you?" I found myself back in my old house.

Sarah was giggling as she hid behind the curtains, and I could hear her tiny breaths as she tried to keep quiet.

"Are you here?" I asked looking behind the couch as I searched the room, pretending not to see her, but I knew exactly where she was hiding. Suddenly, Sarah jumped out from behind the curtains and yelled, "Boo!"

I jumped "Oh my you scared me!" I pretend to look terrified. "I'm sorry daddy!" She giggles. I laughed and scooped her up in my arms, spinning her around in the air. Her laughter filled the air I felt a deep sense of happiness and contentment. I had forgotten what it felt like to be so carefree and happy. I wanted the moment to last forever.

But then, everything starts to take a dark turn. Suddenly, there is blood everywhere I hear the sound of bullets whizzing past my head, and I knew I had to get my daughter to safety. But as I look down Sarah is laying in my arms dead. Her once happy eyes were full of life and were no longer. The emptiness was left in its place. I cry for help but there is no one just her and I.

"Joel."

"Joel?"

"Joel!"

I wake up in a cold sweat, my heart pounding in my chest.

"You ok there? you dozed off, you were mumbling in your sleep." Tommy says as he pulls the truck over.

"I'm... I'm... OK." I say turning my head toward my brother. I start to feel a deep sadness wash over me as I remembered that Sarah was gone.

"Well, we are here brother, ready to start new beginnings," Tommy announced as put pats my arm. "Yeah," I mumble as I look out the window. Wishing I could go back to that moment in my dream where I was playing with Sarah and stay there forever, but I knew that it was just a dream and that I had to face the reality of the world I was living in now.

I had lost everything that mattered to me. My daughter Sarah had been taken from me in a tragic accident, and I had been left with nothing but grief and guilt. I became a mass, a monster. All the darkness was melting off me. I didn't work, I didn't eat, I didn't sleep. All I did was drink, fight, and fuck to get all my aggression out. But one day I woke up and decided I couldn't take it anymore and it would be my last day on this unfair earth. That's what I thought at least but that plan didn't work out so here I am. Still alive in this small town in God knows where Canada.

Tommy met a girl, Maria. He thought it would be a good idea to move to where she was living and he took me with him. He said he had a good feeling that I would find something worth living for again. I can't trust that would happen I'm just buying time for when the time comes for me to try again to be with my daughter once more.

"You are here finally!" A woman's voice pulls me out of my thoughts. I see Maria run and jump in Tommy's arms.

"It was a long drive." Tommy laughs as he pulls back from the hug. Maria turns to me and extends her hand out for me to shake. "Joel it's finally nice to meet you in person." I shake her hand. "Likewise."

"Well let me show you guys your new home." She turns and smiles back at Tommy. We walk to this historic-looking building. Maria tells us her family owns the little apartment building it's been in her family for many years. "There are 10 complexes and everyone is very friendly and respectful. It's an amazing space for two people." She shows us around the home.

It was beautiful, with high ceilings and large windows that let in the sunlight. Two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a kitchen, and a living just enough space for the two of us. I could see Tommy was also amazed by the architecture and the history of the building.

"This is perfect trust me and Joel have lived in worse places." He says hugging her once more.

"Well, it's good for the time being after you meet my family and the house gets done being built I can steal you away." She kisses him.

And I take that as my cue to leave. "I'm going to take a look around town." I excuse myself to let them have some alone time. There is also a part of me that is stinging seeing them happy. As happy as I am for my brother I can't help but think back to my grief.

I walk out and I spot a dinner down the street I decided I could go for a cup of coffee. As I'm walking towards the dinner I feel myself accidentally bump into someone I quickly reach out to grab the much smaller person in front of me.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry I wasn't paying attention!" A female's voice rings out. "It's fine, are you ok are you hurt?" I ask as our eyes meet. "Not hurt I'm sorry again it was my fault I'm too clumsy." She says. But I could not focus. I feel like all the air left my body the minute I looked into her eyes. I was struck by her beauty and her warm smile.

Part 2

[altschmerzes]

🌹 make me cry I dare you

CRACKS KNUCKLES I WILL TRY. this is very long and also the ending sequence of the next chapter (chapter seven) so out of courtesy for the length and also in case anyone wants to experience it organically ig it's under the cut. for wriggle up on dry land-

After Michelle and Henry are gone, Ted stays standing there on the sidewalk for a long time. It’s probably a long time, anyway. He’s not entirely sure because the same empty static feeling keeping him from walking back to his flat is also preventing him from taking such motions as checking his phone for the time. It’s drizzling and he should get going but instead he just keeps standing there, watching the spot at the turn in the road where he had last seen the cab’s taillights before it disappeared from view. Ted feels strange and distant and entirely too present in his body all at the same time. He feels like he doesn’t quite fit right in it, like it was made for someone else and he’d just ended up here by mistake, by some sort of accident, and no one knew how to put it to rights. The sound of his name gets Ted’s attention a few moments after it’s actually been said. He doesn’t even really know if it was just his name or if it was part of a larger sentence, nor does he have any idea who said it. At least it seems to have broken whatever spell of immobility had taken him over and he’s able to turn his head to look and see who it was. Jamie is standing there, a few feet away, hands tucked into his hoodie pockets and backpack slung over one shoulder. The sight of him, while usually welcome, is not what Ted was hoping to see just at this precise moment. His shoulders feel immediately tight, apprehension setting his teeth on edge. When he opens his mouth to speak, Ted holds up a hand. It’s buzzing like it’s fallen asleep, pins and needles prickling up and down his palm and his own voice sounds distant and strange when he interrupts whatever Jamie was about to say before he can get it out. “Whatever it is, Jamie, not tonight,” Ted says. It comes out clipped and stiff, at least as far as he can tell through what sounds like about twelve feet of water. “I can’t deal with your… Whatever you’ve gotta say, please save it this time.” Though his mouth still remains open like he’s about to, Jamie doesn’t say anything. He looks surprised and taken aback like that was the last thing he’d expected Ted to say. In the long and thick silence that hangs between them while neither of them say anything further, Ted begins to feel like he’s just made an awful mistake. Even so, he doesn’t know how to fix what has just slipped strangely sideways. He doesn’t even feel like he’s turned the right way up inside his own head. “I just wanted to see if you were alright,” is what Jamie eventually comes up with. He takes a step back, hand coming up to grip the strap of the backpack with a nervous, flexing grip. The look on his face has gone from stung surprise to guilty embarrassment. “You looked… sad. And I just. I wanted to- Sorry, though, see you ‘round.” And then he’s gone. Shannon is waiting down at the end of the street and Jamie turns and goes towards her, walking quickly with his head down. They turn together and leave in a different direction than Jamie goes when he’s going home, off where Ted is pretty sure that Shannon lives, and then he can’t see them anymore. Michelle and Henry are gone and now Jamie is gone too and Ted feels like he’s done something terrible. He feels like he’s done something terrible and maybe he’s done a lot of terrible things, things he can’t take back and doesn’t know how to recover from, so he walks back up to his flat alone with his static mind and his pins and needles hands. As he walks through the doorway, numbly dropping his keys in the bowl next to it with the thoughtless motion of rote automation, Ted’s thoughts are spinning. He walks to the couch and drops down onto it, thinking about Jamie’s wide startled eyes and saying goodbye to Michelle and the way that Henry had turned and waved out the back of the cab. In one sudden, sharp moment, Ted puts his head in his hands and sobs. It's a loud, shattering sound in the enormous and empty apartment. He doesn’t stop for a long time.

[whitelilynh]

I don’t personally ship NejiHina, but I can see the appeal and I understand why it was the preferred pairing in Japan. I was wondering what you think of NejiTen? I personally hate it and don’t know why it’s so popular. People act like they were supposed to be canon, but I just don’t see it.

Hi!

I first want to start this answer by saying I respect every ship and everyone's right to ship whatever they like regardless of my personal taste. Nevertheless, I have my own opinion and if it's not positive towards some specific ship, please do understand that's MY view and opinion, and no one is forced to think or see the things the way I do.

Having say that, I personally dislike NejiTen. I would say I'm indifferent towards it, and I am most of the time, I mean, it doesn't upset me if I find occasionally some NejiTen art by accident while watching something else, and I don't find it a hideous ship. Furthermore, I personally have never had bad experiences with NejiTen shippers either, though I've known and/or seen some of them harassing my friends from NejiHina and other ships, and there is exactly where the "dislike" part starts. Because, indeed, the persons that I've seen doing such comments act as if NejiTen was canon, when it isn't, furthermore, there is, at least at my eyes, no evidence of any kind that even hints Neji's romantic interest on Tenten and viceversa.

Going to the content, Neji is only seen worrying and caring profoundly for Hinata (when it comes to women), no one else. If we add RLSD, his crush on her is totally accepted and obvious on that, but it's just a Spin-off.

When about Tenten, I'd say we see almost equal care and worry from her to both Neji and Lee, except, maybe for Lee's energetic (and problematic) nature, she tends to spend more time closer to him. And maybe because of Lee's life story, she also seems to be more observant of Lee's feelings than Neji's. Even when Neji died, her reaction was to console Lee, her thoughts went to Lee, she was worried because of Lee. I'm not saying she didn't care for Neji or that she wasn't hurt, but her feelings for Lee on that moment (worry, sad, caring) were bigger than her mourning for Neji.

I think it is so popular because the fact that Neji and Hinata are cousins is taboo in many places around the world, although actually it is perfectly legal in more countries than those were it isn't, it was common practice amongst noble families both on West and East until not that long ago, still are many cousin marriages and the genetic/biological risk for the possible future children of such a couple isn't as big as we might believe. Is about double than non-related couples, but that equals 3-4%. That's about the same risk an "older" (35+) woman's baby would have. Anyway, the thing is since Hinata is by this Taboo "forbidden" for Neji, most people would try to pair him with the other woman he interacts with: Tenten. That is, the way I see it, the only reason to pair them. I don't even think they'd had an interesting dynamic and on the few content of them I've paid attention to, usually Neji's or Tenten's or both's personalities are changed so they fit and the ship becomes more interesting.

I think it takes from both of them to pair them together, it is nice to see Tenten as an independent woman who's life, for once, doesn't revolve around her crush on a boy.

And Neji seems a traditional tranquil man, if he wasn't so focused on and devoted to Hinata I don't think he would care about marrying or being on a couple. That's why I can't see him with anyone else but Hinata.

Sorry for the long answer, in the end as I say, everyone is free to ship what they like 🩷

[purplesurveys]

1933

Do you ever get super bad buzzing in your ears? Only during situations that I come from somewhere that's super loud then I'm all of a sudden somewhere that's quiet.

Do you know anyone who has actually been in an alcohol or drug related crash? As far as I know, no. I'm reminded of an ugly crash we witnessed inside the neighborhood - it was a car that slammed right into a post, and it was a Sunday morning. There's a part of me that theorized 'alcohol-related' but we never did hear anything about the accident.

What is so wrong with cigarettes? They kill your insides, they make you look older, they stain your teeth, and the smell sticks to you.

Did you celebrate Fathers Day? We did but it was a little lowkey this year. Father's Day happened to be the day after we arrived back in Manila from Vietnam, and we were just so fucking tired. It wasn't even the day after – we literally landed in Manila at 4 AM on Father's Day.

In the morning we were up for like 2 hours to pick up the dogs from the doggie daycare we had them stay at + have lunch, but then we all went back to sleep the entire afternoon lol. Then that evening we went to church and ordered takeout from Chowking (my dad's favorite) to have at home. It was lowkey as the whole family needed it to be lowkey, hahaha.

Do you actually think you’re funny? I know I am around the right set of people. My humor doesn't make absolutely everyone else laugh, though.

Have you ever had a deep conversation with someone who was high on anything? No.

Do you ever wonder if there really is someone who can complement your personality well enough to stay together for the rest of your life? It does cross my mind sometimes, yes. But then I remember how my last relationship ended and how that can always happen again, and it becomes a lot easier to remember how I'm much better off alone.

Do you hate how being bisexual is like a trend? I never thought of it as one. People around here also don't treat it as such...if you're bi, you're just bi.

Have you ever gotten a professional massage? Just once before, but I hated how they made me strip down. I told them no, but they said it was a part of the package blahblah; and being non-confrontational, I went ahead and did it but I hated every bit of it and told myself I'd never do it again.

Do you have a good relationship with your first love? We do not talk.

What is something you’re currently nervous about? Work, and what possible tasks are out there waiting to pounce and give me my next anxiety attack. As has been going on for the last 4-5 weeks...

Do you have a popup blocker installed on your computer? Idk if it's the same thing but I have an ad blocker extension.

Do you feel like you have life figured out? I definitely do not feel that that's the case right now. I have my sights set on resigning, but have no particular next direction yet. I'm torn between wanting to use some time off to rest, and being pressured to hop to the next job. What I have going for me, I guess, is that I'm okay with either option – I'm leaving my fate to a theoretical spinning wheel and see where life takes me. And wherever it takes me, I at least know that I'm mentally capable of making the most out of it.

Have you ever used a laptop in a coffee shop? Yes. Sometimes my best work comes out in coffee shops.

What was the last worst feeling you felt? Apart from work which-is-technically-the-right-answer-but-I-don't-want-to-get-into-it – the second answer here is the VERY complicated feelings I have for Liam Payne. The man I grew up with and brought me years of happiness is very different from the man he transformed as in the years following One Direction. And yet, either way, the man is dead. There's so many nuances, so many layers to it that makes the grieving journey extremely complicated. It's hard to put into words.

I'm sad about a Human Being dying, and I'm sad about One Direction's cursed fate, and I am sad about the universe never giving Liam a chance. But I am remain angry with him for all the messy fuckery he said about the band that gave him a platform in the first place, and the messy fuckery he did to his exes. It's like, it's sad, but I also do not intend to let you off the hook.

Do you ever tend to over-analyse? Yes.

Do you know anyone that like, no matter WHAT, they’re always pissed off? I feel like work has influenced me to be like this some days, which makes me sad. I'm a shell of who I used to be.

How do you react when you’re pissed off? I take a few moments to breathe deeply and to address everything with calmness and kindness even though I'm already exploding from the inside.

What celebrity did your most current ex resemble? Gal Gadot in some angles.

What is something creepy that has happened to you (or someone you know) recently? A man knocking on my car window and speaking to me menacingly.

If you named your car or family car, what would you call it? I call her Mitsu, short for Mitsubishi hahaha.

What would you do if you were faced with an unplanned or unwanted pregnancy (at your current age)? Keep it and hope for the best with my parents.

What does it take for someone to earn your trust? They deliver on their promises/commitment/purpose. Surprisingly this is very hard to find in people. How hard is it to just...fulfill something you said you'd do?

Is there anything you should be worried about? Continued from anywhere between 5-7 days ago, I can't really remember. Yeah I'm a bit wary about job prospects given I'm considering resigning for good from my workplace. But until I don't have anything secured, I know that I need to keep being tied here. And I really hate that.

In any case, I've started giving myself the homework that I need to send applications to five openings every day. I've been able to keep at it so far, so only thing there's left to do is see where it takes me.

Are you dealing with any health-related problems right now? I'm pretty sure I'm consistently going through high blood pressure from work. Every weekday my chest feels consistently heavy/tight.

Do you think you should fight for love? It depends. Sometimes it's not worth fighting for.

Are you experiencing problems within a current relationship? No.

When you need a temporary escape, what do you do? I take these. Sometimes I'd go to a coffee shop and just alternate between people-watching and going through my phone for a change of scenery.

How long did your last feelings of heartbreak last? In contrast to the "until I die" duration I thought it would be, it actually just lasted 7 months, lol. I discovered BTS not too long after the breakup and I've since been able to move past it.

Do you ever go shopping with your parents (not including grocery shopping)? Yeah sometimes, when we go out on Sundays.

When the weather is chilly but humid, what kind of things do you tend to wear? Chilly but humid is a sensation completely unfamiliar to me because where I live you only get hot and humid, or more hot and more humid.

When you’re walking somewhere, do you bring an iPod to listen to? I haven't used an iPod in like 13 years, though all the music I listen to when outdoors is in my phone.

Have you ever had some kind of sleep-disorder before? How did it affect your daily life? No.

Have you ever had food poisoning before? Describe the experience: Yeah, a few times. Last time was about a month ago when I drank my coffee that I had actually made the night before. It didn't taste off, but apparently it started to go off already so I didn't know it would affect me until I threw up like four times in a row.

Have you ever read anything by Chuck Palahniuk? What did you think? No.

How do you tend to amuse yourself on long car journeys? It depends on the people I'm with. If it's with my family, I just come up with a bunch of questions to ask everyone in the car; that way everyone and myself are all entertained. Taking surveys has definitely helped me come up with questions, haha.

If it's with close friends, it's not that hard to find ways to amuse ourselves tbh because we never run out of stories and prompts to talk about. Sometimes we'll also sing together, if we find a playlist that we all love.

If it's with workmates or otherwise a bunch of strangers, I just put on my earphones to either listen to music or watch videos to drown everything and everyone out.

Do you find that caffeinated or alcoholic drinks make you pee more than normal? Not so much with coffee; but with alcohol, yes, only because I drink so much water when I have it. I'm constantly driving myself so I'm not supposed to get intoxicated whatsoever.

How often do you need to charge your phone and iPod (on average)? Tbh just overnight. I never get to use my phone a lot since I work from home the whole day anyway.

Do you still enjoy watching Disney movies? Yes. I just watched Toy Story 1 & 2 and The Emperor's New Groove a few weeks ago.

What are some interests you have in common with your parents? Mm with my mom, I guess we both like Miss Saigon? Well, she liked it first, but because she played it on cassette so much when I was younger I ended up taking an interest in it as well.

My dad and I both like sports to an extent, but he's into basketball and MMA and I'm into wrestling. We also have some sort of a relationship with food, given his career as a chef and me just being an adventurous eater.

How old were you when your parents trusted you to stay home alone all day? I was around 14 when they stopped getting house help.

How long do you like to date someone before you bring them home to meet your parents? Can't relate. I've dated one person and never formally introduced her because she's a girl and I didn't know how they would take it.

If you could go to one country for two weeks, all expenses paid, where would you go and why? I'd go back to Da Nang in Vietnam, so I can enjoy their slow-paced living again. It was my absolute favorite part of my trip there.

Do you drink more or less water than is recommended? I'd say less. 

Do you like taking walks? I do. The problem is that this country is one of the Least Walking-Friendly Places Ever, and also, it's very hot. It sucks to walk when you're just collecting sweat the entire time.

Do you go on vacation with your family a lot? Where was the last place you went? We do it as much as we can, aka when my dad is home. Our last vacation was in Vietnam; we went to Saigon and Da Nang.

What do your parents think about piercings and tattoos? Do you agree with them? I know they're fine with tattoos because they have their own and because they never acted like it was the end of the world when my sister started getting a bunch of tattoos all over her arms. I'm not so sure about piercings, though. But sure, I like that they're nonchalant about it. My dad's mantra is your money/body, your choice and tbh that's the best it gets.

Which is the funniest name you’ve ever heard? There was actually a viral Reddit post literally just this week or was it two weeks ago? where there was someone defending themselves naming their child Nyxiryn, only to get absolutely destructed by the internet. The name is bad in itself, but it was the discussion that it made it so hilarious.

What are your religious beliefs? Are these the same as your parents’? I was born in a Roman Catholic family. I am quietly atheist.

Do you find it difficult to get to sleep early when you have to be up for something the next day? Yes, mainly because it sucks that I miss out on what's supposed to be my free time.

Unless I need to wake up early to line up for a concert or to get on a flight for a trip, in which I case I have had absolutely no trouble falling asleep early the night before hahaha.

Do you still enjoy coloring in coloring books? I love coloring.

Do you remember the Land Before Time movies? Who was your favorite character? I haven't seen them.

What’s your favorite genre of book to read? Memoirs. Self-written or otherwise.

Who has more influence over your taste in music - friends or family? All over the place, to be honest! Sometimes I'll discover new songs myself; sometimes it'd come from my sister; sometimes it'd come from internet recommendations...

When someone talks to you constantly, do you get fed up and easily irritated with them? I feel like this can't be answered with a straight yes or no. It really depends on the person. If I like them, I'd feel flattered and excited that they'd want to keep talking to me. On the other side of the spectrum, if it's an agent constantly messaging me to get insurance (because this does happen, lmao) obviously I'd get irritated.

Are you one of those people who texts back instantly? Yeah. I have my phone in hand constantly so it can't be helped.

Do you think going to college / university is the best option after you’ve left school? Here in the Philippines, it is. Education is valued very, very greatly here. It's also treated like a privilege here, sadly enough.

Is it easy to sleep late in your house, or are other people pretty noisy in the mornings? I have the worst neighbors who for some reason houses a billion fucking kids constantly screaming and crying 24/7. No, it's not easy to sleep in; I've woken up earlier than I'd want to on more than one occasion because of those brats.

Do you prefer watching movies alone or with other people? With other people.

What’s your favourite place to get pizza from? I've tried so many different pizza places all my life but I'm sorry, nothing for me beats good ol' fucking Pizza Hut LOL

Do you ever do something, and then wonder how many people are currently doing the same thing as you? Only like 9 out of 10 times.

When’s the last time the power went out in your house? Couple of months back during Typhoon Carina. Fortunately we didn't have it as bad as many other cities; power just flicked off and on, then off and on before it came back on for good.

Is there a laundry basket in your room? If yes, what color is it? It's in the bathroom, not in my room. It's brown.

Do you like those different flavored Tootsie Rolls? Idk, I've never had a Tootsie Roll I feel like.

Do you keep your shoes on a shoe rack, or just throw them somewhere? Yeah we have two shoe racks.

Think of the last verbal argument you were in; what caused it? Been a while since I've gotten in one.

Does your refrigerator have one door or two? Two. Left is freezer, right is the fridge.

Do you smoosh bugs, or just let ‘em go? Unless they're flying around me or on my skin, I let them go.

Do you know anyone who collects stamps? Nope.

What was the last thing you deleted off of your computer? On my work computer, it was all the files from 2023.

[koskela-knights]

My fic collection

Straight up taken from my page, but now as a post.

I write a whole bunch lmao so here some of them are, all in 1 place. Might update this post too. Always read the tags on ao3 for possible CW & TWs!

No matter how stupid

Ilmo deals with the aftermath of his brother’s death.

Without Wake

Alice is depressed since the supposed passing of her husband. Barry comes over, trying to help in ways he can.

Knitting is good for the soul

Jaakko takes up knitting as a hobby.

Off trail

Self-indulgent Ilmo x Reader. You are taken on an adventure in the National Park.

Altered World Event

Maybe down the loop, it wasn’t Jaakko who paid the price for taunting Scratch.

Grave

Ilmo and the kids visit Jaakko’s grave. As simple and sad as that.

Jacket

Alan wants to do something right to the remaining Koskela brother.

Bleeding Hearts

Wake tries to make sense of the world, what happened and how to rewrite it to fix it. Ilmo is there to help along the way.

The Body Swap Accident

Somehow, the writer switches body with an unusual suspect which could turn this case upside down.

Koskela Home-Knit Sweaters for the Holidays

I wrote an ad for the Koskela sweaters, created by yours truly :P

Hot showers and the things that follow after

Ilmo and Alan return back home. Messy, tired but still kind of high on the adrenaline of escaping a deadly situation, they need to unwind and also take a shower. It’s NSFW!

Daddy Issues

Jaakko learns he’s become a father.

Again

A drabble where Jaakko wakes up one day, realizing he’s trapped in the spiral.

Curious Case(y)

NSFW fic revolving about Detective Casey being possessed by Scratch who is very curious about the Detective.

Will it ever be okay?

Reader insert who comforts Ilmo post Jaakko’s demise.

Bear Season

The Cult of the Tree encounters a new terrifying enemy.

She’s one of us

In this reality, Saga’s daughter drowned.

The Grandmaster Returns

Ilmari/Zane if you squint hard enough.

Again and Again

A drabble where it’s Ilmo who wakes up, now aware of the loop.

Stab me again, please

Based off a Tumblr post where you see during Deerfest Ilmo yells this specific line at Alan.

Just a normal day at the Valhalla Nursing Home

A silly fic where we follow a trio of elderly ladies at the VNH. The Koskela ads are their highlight of the day and they are also very interested in a certain brother.

Mirror Mirror

Slightly experimental fic with switching POVs about Ilmo resisting the Dark Presence.

Rose’s Secret Side Business

A fic about Rose’s side business of taking care of the Taken outside.

Blood Brothers

A vampire AU about the Huotari brothers, their early life in Watery and the undoing of their lives when Ilmari accidentally kills detective Kesä in self-defence.

Reunions

A collection of drabbles about reunions between brothers.

Different Ritual

Explicit spin-off/sequel to the Blood Brothers fic. Ilmari/Seine PWP.

Hug

Ilmo finally gets a hug after his brother’s death.

Private Invitation

Explicit Jaakko x m! Reader

Flesh of a Fallen Angel

Explicit Ilmari x transmasc! Reader (dub-con)

Ahma Beer!

Jaakko gifts Ilmo something once the beer deal is sealed.

Friends with Benefits and Beer

Explicit Jaakko x transmasc! Reader x Ilmo

Wolfish hunger

A werewolf AU with werewolf Koskela brothers & Rose Marigold.

Kaleidoscope

Angsty drabble about Ilmo trying to fix his broken heart after Jaakko's death.

Minds Collide

Explicit Zaneling (Zane x Darling) drabble about their collaboration.

Dance with me?

My first Ilmo/Rose fic about them dancing together.

Kalevala Knight

Explicit Ilmo/Alan drabble. Something about a knight and a writer.

Smalltown Boy

A coming of age, slice of life AU where Ilmo's a closeted gay kid.

Smalltown Boy at Prom

Sequel to Smalltown Boy where Ilmo has his first prom.

Unmasked

Rose finds a familiar Cultist after he gets unmasked. My first Rose/Jaakko, Rose & Jaakko focused fic.

Ghost Towns

AU where Alan is a sentient doll who goes on an unexpected journey.

Underneath the skin there's a Human

An angsty CultCase fic about different POVs on echo! Cultist Ilmo.

Cigarettes x Rain

A CultCase drabble about smoking with your enemy.

Firsts

Trans! Ilmo x Rose and their firsts. No Dark Presence AU

Ink

CultCase angst about tattoos and remembering loved ones.

He created me in his image

A transmasc! Reader x Ilmari, arranged wedding AU.

[diaryofamadsunwukongfan]

Dance Dance In-Field Trip

•The episode begins with Blake and Yang doing a fast paced, energetic dance with all eyes on them.

•Yang then spins Blake into Sun's arms on accident and the music suddenly changes to a waltz.

•"Wait!" Yang tries to call out to Blake, but she gets swarmed by a crowd of students asking her to dance with them (popular Yang real).

•"I hope we don't break any hearts on accident." Sun sardonically states to Blake.

•"Yang's just a friend." Blake replies.

•"Yeah she's really friendly," Sun then glances over to Yang as she dances with her crowd. Yang sees him and quickly shoots him a death glare. "A really, really good friend..."

•Blake thinks over his words, when suddenly-

•"If I may have everyone's attention," Glynda Goodwitch speaks into a microphone while standing on a stage, "this year's best royal couple are about to be anounced." Prof. Oobleck (note: this is his first apperance now because of me changing scenes around) speeds up to Glynda and hands her a note, then speeds away.

•"This years prom royalty are... Weiss Schnee and Neptune Vasilias. Step up to recieve your rewards."

•Weiss and Neptune walk up the stage, hand in hand and forced smiles. Glynda uses her semblance to put paper crowns on their heads and then hands Neptune the mic.

•"Oh uh, Hi... everyone? I-I... can't do this!!!" Neptune then jumps off the stage and rushes down the school halls.

•Weiss stands awestruck for a few seconds before quickly grabbing the mic and shouting "Who's ready for a concert! DJ, play The Path to Isolation!!" the crowd of students then forget a Neptune as Weiss gives them a free concert (Note: Weiss' songs in-universe are a lot more upbeat and happy with only sad lyrics instead of the slower and somber real life versions).

•Jaune, who's been standing in the audience the whole time, becomes enraged and gets ready to follow Neptune before seeing Pyrrha quietly exit the dance in the other direction. Jaune then decides to follow her to the balcony and ask her whats wrong.

•"Hey, Pyrrha."

•Pyrrha, clearly surpised, turns around to face him.

•"Hello, Jaune."

•"You okay? I haven't seen you tonight."

•"...Arrived late, I'm afraid."

•"Well, you look really nice."

•"... Thank you."

•"Your, uh, date isn't going to beat me up for saying that, is he?"

•"I don't have a date."

•"What?"

•"Nobody went with me."

•"But that's... You're Pyrrha Nikos! H-How could nobody ask you?"

•"...I've been blessed with incredible talents and opportunities. I'm constantly surrounded by love and praise, but when you're placed on a pedestal like that for so long, you become separated from the people that put you there in the first place. Everyone assumes I'm too good for them. That I'm on a level they simply can't attain. It's become impossible to form any sort of meaningful relationship with people. That's what I like about you. When we met, you didn't even know my name. You treated me just like anyone else. And thanks to you, I've made friendships that will last a lifetime. I guess, you're the kind of guy I wish I was here with. Someone who just saw me for me..."

•Pyrrha then solemnly walks back into the party as Jaune watches her awestruck.

•As Pyrrha disappears from view, Neptune approaches Jaune.

•"Lame party tonight, huh blondie?"

•Jaune then does the Arther Balled Fist meme.

•"You're the one whose lame!"

•"Huh?!"

•"Do you even care about the girls you're hitting on? How they feel about you?"

•"Whoa! Where's this coming from?"

•"How could you just turn her down like that? And in front of everyone?!"

•"I, uh... it, uh... it just didn't work out, you know?"

•"What? You think that you're too cool, too many other options? Weiss Schnee asked you to the dance. What in the world could possibly make you dump-"

•"I'm gay!!!" Neptune snaps at Jaune, before covering his mouth in shock.

•"Beg your pardon?" Jaune calmly asks.

•Neptune looks behind his shoulder to make sure no one from the party heard his argument, then whispers to Jaune, "I don't like girls and it's a secret!"

•"But... you're so cool- I mean, notthatit'snotcooltocoolbutiscoolandyou'recoolevenifotherpeoplearen'tcoolandcoolcoolcoolio!" Jaune trips over his words as Neptune stares, unimpressed.

•Jaune then tries to string together a sentance again, "But, why keep it a secret? We aren't going to judge you for it."

•"It's not you, it's my parents! They want me to have a traditional political marriage with someone I've never met to create biological children I don't want that will repeat the process for generations." Neptune info dumps onto Jaune.

•"But that's, that's... bullshit!!!"

•"What?!"

•"You have an older brother, right? So why can't you live your life the way you want???"

•"Jaune, that's not how we do things in Mistral..."

•"Well, a wise woman from Mistral once told me that if you want something, you have to go out there and get it! That's it Neptune!! We are going to march in there and you're going to confess you're feelings for Sun with my support!!!"

•"My what!!!"

•"O-oh shit, I just thought that you and Sun were always so close so I just assumed that-"

•"How did you figure out that I had a secret crush on Sun?!" Neptune asks Jaune.

•"O-oh, well... I'm something of an ally myself." Jaune smugly says to Neptune. A thought then appears in his head and he quickly tells Neptune, "Oh, I have to get changed, a promise I made and all! You go get your boy, I'll be back in five minuets!" Jaune then rushes offscreen.

•Neptune watches as Jaune leaves and says to himself, "wow... he's so cool."

•Back inside the party, Ruby approaches her sister, who watches Blake and Sun dance togather with a melanchonic smile on her face.

•"You know?" Yang says to Ruby "I think she really needed this."

•"Yeah, and you did a great job planning it too!"

•"Aw, thanks!" Yang says as she pulls Ruby into a crushing hug. "It wasn't all me, though. Weiss did a lot too."

•Ruby then spots Neptune approach Weiss, who's taking seat after lots of singing.

•"Tomorrow it's back to work." Yang tells Ruby.

•"I'm sure we can handle whatever gets thrown at us." Ruby tells Yang. Suddenly, a roar of chatter and whistling causes the two sisters to turn heads towards a mysterious newcomer.

•"Whoa, who's that cutie?!" Yang asks aloud.

•The blonde lady in a dress than raisers her head, revealing herself to be: "Uh, Hi everyone!" Jaune addresses the crowd.

•Yang then dies inside.

•"Jaune?" Pyrrha seperates herself from the crowd.

•"Eh, a promise is a promise."

•"Jaune, you didn't have to if it made yourself uncomfertable."

•"Oh no, I used to play dress up with my sisters all the time! And an Arc never goes back on his, or her, word. Now do you wanna stand there and stare at me, or do you wanna dance?"

•"I would love to dance. Oh!" Nora then looks towards Ren and says, "Ren. This... is... happening!"

•PERFECTLY CHOREOGRAPHED DANCE SEQUENCE!!!

•"I had no idea you were a dancer." Pyrrha compliments Jaune.

•"Thank my sisters!"

•In the background, Neptune and Weiss approach Sun and Blake, who have stopped dancing. Weiss then takes Blake's hand and drags her away to stand with the rest of team RWBY. The girls then watch the boys conversation from afar.

•"So," Neptune says to Sun, "I sorta kinda maybe have feelings for you and was hoping if-"

•"Finally!" Sun sighed as he pulled Neptune in for a kiss.

•"Aww!" Ruby watched the two boys alongside Weiss, who had a soft smile on her face. Meanwhile, Blake looked dissapointed. Yang, however, was absolutly delighted!

•The music in the party then changed to a slow dance. Jaune and Pyrrha continued to dance alongside Ren and Nora. Sun and Neptune alongside a slightly bitter Blake and happy Yang joined them. Weiss then got up from her seat to find the punch bowl. Far away, Penny had convinced on of the Atlas guard to dance with her... Emerald's set up was working.

•"It appears all the dancers have partners." Emerald said while holding a hidden ear comm. The comm replied, "How long do I have?"

•Mercury, standing alongside Emerald, answered, "You should probably be home by midnight, to be safe." "I'll keep my eye on the clock."

•Ruby, oblivious to the plot in front of her, walked towards the balcony to catch a breath of fresh air. As she went outside, she saw a shadow moving across the rooftops.

•Outside the CCT Tower, Cinder Fall, in her true apperance but dressed as a cat burglar, sneaks outside the building. She approaches a armed guard from behind and quickly knocks him out. She then drags his body behind a bush, and drops a wine glass and a folder marked in red ink "Heist Plans" on top of him.

•Cinder than casually walks into the building, and all the guards watch her.

•"Excuse me, no one's allowed in this area." Cinder continues to approach anyway. "Stop!"

•Cinder then takes out the guards one by one, using a mix of martial arts and glass weapons created by her dust clothes.

•Outside, Ruby spots the knocked-out guard with the "plans" on him and quickly uses her scroll  to summon her locker.

•Back inside the building, Cinder has reached the top of the tower. She approaches one of the computers and pulls out a flashdrive like device that has a distinctive W on it. She inserts it into the computer, and it immediately begins hacking the system.

•"A party guest is leaving." Emerald tells Cinder on her comms. Cinder sighs, "Which one?" "Ironwood!" Emerald then looks over Mercury's shoulder and watches as the general begins making his way towards the door.

•"Should we interviene" Mercury asks. "No. We're done for tonight." Cinder tells him as all the computers in the room display a distinctive Queen's chess piece symbol.

•Cinder then begins to leave the room when suddenly the elevators doors start moving and she hides.

•"Hello?" Ruby calls out, scythe in hand as she walks into the room. She almost trips, but catches her balance. "Your friend outside is waiting for you, if you're still here that is..." Cinder's eyes grow wide, her cover up is working.

•Cinder then reveals herself.

•"Excuse me. Y'know, it's not a masqurade party, so why don't you take off that mask and-"

•Before Ruby can finish, Cinder sprays a vial of sand into the air that instantly heats and turns into glass shards. Cinder then launches it at Ruby.

•Ruby blocks the shots and takes aim at the woman in black, who blocks her shots with overwhelming amounts of Aura.

Cinder then recreates her swords, configures them into a bow, backflips, and shoots an explosive arrow at Ruby.

•Ruby doges the attack, and looks backwards to see Ironwood standing in the elevator. As she turns back to the woman in black... she finds that she has vanished.

•In a dark hallway outside the party, Cinder Fall uses magic to transform herself back into Ella Fenghuang.

•"May I cut in?" Ella asks Emerald who was waltzing with Mercury.

•"I'd rather a dance with you, but be my guest." Emerald says as sh walks off.

•"And how's your night been?" Mercury sarcastically asks Ella. "Hmm, a little more exciting then expected."

•"Should we be worried?"

•"Hardly! They don't even know that their only lead is a brick wall."

•"So then what now?"

•"Enjoy the rest of the night. After all... it is a party."

•The camera then zooms out as funeral like music plays, with the final shot of the episode showing Ironwood arresting the guard with Ruby at his side. As the guard pleads his innocence, Ruby's smile turns into a frown.

•The end?

Part 2

•"She was here... Ozpin, she was here!!!" Ironwood shouts before slamming his fist down at Ozpin's desk. They have been arguing in his office for some time.

•"We're very much aware of that! Thank you, James." Glynda snarks at him.

•"That woman is responsible for Amber's situation and the only thing you do is insult me??? We need to act, now!!!"

•A bell on the door behind Ironwood chimes.

•"Come in" Ozpin says.

•Ruby, who hadn't heard a word of the conversation before, walks through the doors. "Sorry it took so long. Someone accidentally hit all the buttons on the elevator on the way up here... It wasn't me!" The girl's prescence puts the adults, including Ironwood, at ease.

•"Thank you for coming, Ruby. How are you feeling?"

•"Okay, I guess. I'd feel better if the Red Reaper's bad-guy-catching record wasn't 0-for-3."

•The three adults stare at her. Glynda's frown turns into a neutral expression, while Ironwood's look of anger becomes exhuastion.

•"Okay, so that's the tone we're going for, got it." Ruby tries to correct herself.

•Ironwood breaks the silence, "Ruby, I feel it's appropriate to let you know that I think what you did last night is exactly what being a Huntress is all about. You recognized a threat. You took action. And you did the very best you could." The general's praise of Ruby is a not so subtle jab at his allies.

•"Thank you, sir!"

•Ozpin, while glaring at Ironwood, speaks to Ruby. "Now, the general here has already informed us of the events that... transpired last night, but now that you've rested, we were wondering if you had anything to add."

•"I... I don't know. She was wearing a mask, and she never said anything to me. But I know she fought with glass. I don't think that was her Semblance, though. Her clothing lit up whenever she attacked." (Off track, but how come Cinder's clothes don't light up anymore?)

•"Save for the glass, that sounds like the woman I fought the night we met Ruby." Glynda informs the others.

•"Embedding Dust into clothing is an age-old technique. It... could have been anyone." Ironwood clumsly tries to hide how much they know.

•"Wait. You think this girl is connected to Torchwick and his gang?" Ruby asks him.

•"It's possible. But we still lack the required evidence to link the two together." Ozpin tells her.

•Ruby looks disapointed, but then forms an idea "Actually, I... I think I remember her saying something about a hideout, or something, in the southeast," Ruby lies, using the info she learned from Blake about the White Fang's secret operation they had with Torchwick, "just outside the Kingdom."

•"... Interesting." Ozpin says knowingly.

•Glynda then speaks up, "I thought you said the intruder never—"

•Ozpin cuts off Glynda, "Thank you for your cooperation, Ruby. Why don't you go and spend some time with your team? You have a big day ahead of you."

•"Any time!"

•"And Miss Rose, please try and be ... discreet about this matter." Ruby turns around and says yes sir, happy that her ruse worked... and unaware that she's the one being led. She then leaves Ozpin's office.

•"Well there we have it." Ironwood says smiling. "We send as many troops as we can to the southeast, find out exactly what's going on, and eradicate any forces that stand in our way."

•Glynda erupts at Ironwood, "Why must your answer to everything involve a triumphant display of military bravado!? You treat every situation like it's a contest of measuring di—!"

•"Glynda!" Ozpin chides her.

•"Well, he does."

•Ozpin sighs and then turns to Ironwood, "She's right. As much as I too would love to end this situation once and for all, we must remember to avoid attention. We cannot allow the public to panic."

•"I have served you faithfully for years... but if you mean to tell me that your plan is to keep up apperances, and wait—!"

•Before Ironwood finishes, Ozpin snaps back "It is not! You're a general, James. So tell me, when you prepare to go to war, which do you send in first? The flag bearers, or the scouts?!"

•In the background of the scene, Glynda's eyes grow wide at the realization of why Ozpin is really allowing Ruby and her friends to do...

•Scene change!

•Inside team RWBY's dorm room, Weiss doesn't like that Ruby lied to Ozpin so they could continue their investigation. Blake defends Ruby's descion, and notes that she suggested the idea to Ruby in the first place so if Weiss wants to be upset with anyone, it should be her. (Ruby and Blake talk to each other real?!)

•Weiss corrects her, she isn't mad at Ruby, she just thinks the team is taking too many risks.

•Suddenly, Yang bursts into the room holding a box, "Ruby we got something!"

•"Ooooh! Something from home!"

•Yang opens the box and out comes Zwei!

•ZWEI SHENNANIGANS MONTAGE

•"Would all first-year students please report to the amphitheater?" Glynda's voice blares over the schools intercomm.

•Weiss states that they can't just leave Zwei by himself for the week. Yang then finds that inside the box is a pile of dog food and says problem solved. The girls then begin to leave the room (Blake tip-toeing around Zwei).

•Before Ruby leaves, she sopts Zwei laying next to her backpack and gets an idea...

•Scene change

•Ruby enters the auditorium with a large, twitching, red backpack and takes a seat next to her teammates. Behind her, Jaune seems to notice her weird backpack.

•Glynda takes the stage and commands the students to quiet down so Ozpin cam give a speech.

•"Today we stand together, united. Mistral (camera pan to Pyrrha). Atlas (camera pan to Weiss). Vacuo (camera pan to Sun). Vale (camera pan to Ruby). The four Kingdoms of Remnant. On this day, nearly eighty years ago, the largest war in recorded history came to an end. It was a war of ignorance, of greed, and of oppression. A war that was about much more than where borders fell or who traded with whom, but about the very idea of individualism itself. We fought for countless reasons, one of which being the destruction of all forms of art and self-expression. And as you are well aware, that was something many could not stand for. As a result, those who opposed this tyranny began naming their children after one of the core aspects of art itself: color. It was their way to demonstrate that not only would they refuse to tolerate this oppression, but neither were the generations to come. And it was a trend that is held to this very day. We encourage individuality, expressionism, and unity through diversity. As I have said, today we stand together, united. But this bond cannot exist without effort. Which is why today, while the rest of the world celebrates peace, Huntsmen and Huntresses will work to uphold it. As first year students, you will be tasked with shadowing a professional Huntsman or Huntress on a mission. Some of you may be taken out of the Kingdom for several days. Others may work within the walls for the rest of the week. But no matter which path you choose, remember to be safe, remember your training, and remember to do your very best."

•Ozpin out.

•The students then head out of the amphitheater to choose missions.

•"This is perfect!" Ruby exclaims, "All we have to do is shadow a Huntsman working in the southeast!"

•"Yeah! We'll follow them around by day and give them the slip by night!" Yang cheers with her sister.

•Weiss steps up the Mission board machine and begins typing. "Let's check... search and destroy?"

•As Weiss finishes typing, an image pops up.

•"Here we go!" Ruby says as she spots something. "Quadrant 5 needs Grimm cleared out!"

•"That's in the southeast!" Blake says.

•"Sounds perfect!" Yang exclaims. She then pushes Weiss out of the way and types fills in team RWBY to join the mission.

•"ERROR." The screen flashes. "This mission is for 4th year students only".

•"Wonderful" Weiss says.

•The girls then debate amongst themselves how they are going to get to the south east now.

•Suddenly, Ozpin appears behind them. He suspects that team RWBY aren't the type to be told no, so instead of waiting around for them to break the rules, he'll bend the rules for them. Ozpin then uses his scroll to allow team RWBY to sign themselves up for the mission.

•"We won't let you down. Thank you, professor." Ruby tells Ozpin.

•"Do not thank me for this. Teamwork and persistence have carried you far. But you must understand, the things that await you beyond the protection of the Kingdom will not care. Stay close to your Huntsman at all times, and do exactly as he says. He will be leading you on this mission, and he can have you sent back to Beacon, if he finds your skills to be unsatisfactory. Good luck." Ozpin then leaves the girls behind.

•As Ozpin walks away, Glynda marches up to him says, "You let team RWBY take the senior mission in the south east? They're only first years, Ozpin!"

•"You and I both know that team RWBY are not normal freshmen, Glynda. This is a calculated risk, just like it was accepting 'miss Belladonna'... If they fail this mission, make plans to have them suspended and Blake detained. Won't have any unnecessary pieces on the chess board." Glynda's expression changes ever so slightly, not agreeing with Ozpin's long game but willing to go along with it.

•"Oh," Ozpin suddenly starts talking again, "and be a dear and point me to Team JNPR's direction, Glynda. I have a very special mission in mind for them..."

•Back to Team RWBY, who are walking along the Airship dock.

•The girls are talking about how Ozpin was rather cold towards them, but Ruby tries to lift their spirits.

•Suddenly, a student yells "Hey! Team CFVY is back!" The shadow people students surround the new characters as team RWBY push their way towards them.

•"Velvet? Are you okay?" Blake asks.

•"I'm fine. I had Yatsuhashi to look out for me." Velvet replies. The camera then zooms out to show Yatsu towering over everything else.

•Weiss asks "What happened? Your mission was supposed to end a week ago!"

•"Nothing happened. It was just ... there were just so many..." As Velvet says this, the scene flashbacks to Team's CFVY's mission.

•[Insert stock footage of Team CFVY from the volume 2 finale here]

•"Oh, but don't worry. You first-years are just shadowing Huntsmen, so you should be fine." Velvet tries to reassure them.

•As team CFVY say their goodbyes, the reality of the situation hits team RWBY.

•Ruby once again tries to lift her teammates spirits, "We can do this. We've never backed down before, and we're not going to start now. Besides, it won't only be us out there! We'll be fighting alongside a genuine Huntsman!"

•"Yeah!" Yang cheers!!!

•The scene immediately cuts to Team RWBY staring with various stunned expressions, having just discovered who they will be shadowing.

•"Why, hello girls! Who's ready to fight for their lives?" Prof. Oobleck greets them (BTW, this is his first onscreen appearance in this au).

•The end???