#this design isn’t ALWAYS my favorite but it’s really rare for them not to be in the mix somewhere

[kingofanemptyworld]

there’s a pattern here… I’m definitely seeing a pattern…

[jellinuy]

(saw your announcement so imma get this in real fast) post jjk! ( everyone lives bc gege is a menace) gojo, reader, and suguru living together :3

( roommates! )

౨ৎ incl. satoru and suguru.

౨ৎ a/n. first time i've actually written something that's NOT a drabble in like forever. can't decide on a format!! also i thought of reader being like their shoko, so this is completely platonic! urrghhh sorry this took me forever

living with the strongest duo would include...

Big house, first of all, because Satoru bought it. I’m talking, like, the three of you live in a penthouse, big.

Two VERY different sides of the house. Satoru's messy room consisting of strewn socks on the floor and food containers littered across his desk and an unmade bed and not a single cell in his brain to fix any of it until you or Suguru get on his ass: he says he has other things to worry about.

On the other hand, Suguru is something of a nagging mother when it comes to his sector of the house. Clean sheets every week, clothes in the hamper immediately after taking them off, shoes in his closet in a neat row, etc. You and Satoru like to joke about him having OCD.

Late night snack runs!! It usually starts with one of you complaining about being hungry at an ungodly hour, way too late for snacks but craving snacks anyway. It’s usually Satoru who gets you two up by video calling you from his room, making noise until you can’t take it anymore and decide to get up.

Suguru does most of the cooking. Satoru isn’t bad at it, per se, but he’s too lazy to try and so are you, let alone make big enough batches for three people.

Suguru is also lazy at times, but less than Satoru, so you two designated him as your personal chef.

Of course, there are always days when none of you feel like cooking — those are Satoru’s favorite days. You’ll order takeout (with his money), heaped in a tangle of legs and arms across the couch as you eat and binge watch whatever you three happen to find.

Suguru usually makes you guys lunch for work or school if you ask. Or even if you don’t.

Pillow fights! Or any kind of play-fight that involves throwing things at each other. They're usually initiated by Satoru when the mood strikes, and he'll literally beat you and Suguru over the head with pillows until the stuffing is everywhere or until you physically can't breathe.

A group chat! Satoru’s a frequent texter, Suguru not so much, whether it’s to show you two a picture of a stray cat he found, to ask what’s for dinner, or to beg for something.

Strangely though, when you or Suguru question him on why the trash isn’t taken out, he goes quiet.

Those two are the kind of boys who come into your room to knock something over and just leave without closing your door.

Movie nights are a must on weekends, unless one of you is extremely busy. That’s how the three of you unwind without really saying you need to unwind. You cuddle up on the couch in pajamas in one big messy heap and turn on a movie (based on who wins rock-paper-scissors) with a mountain of sugary and salty and spicy snacks at your disposal.

The three of you trust each other completely, so deep conversations are occasional, but comfortable. Neither of them would judge you for crying or being anxious or anything, and vice versa. When you need a hug, they’re there for that, too.

It’s not rare for the three of you to share a bed, or even cuddle. Granted, it took some getting used to at first, but now none of you find it weird, and it’s comforting to have a 6 foot heated body pillow, especially during the winter.

You three have an insane amount of inside jokes, and you bicker like siblings. Anyone who doesn’t get it would probably be concerned how much you insult each other.

“Shut the fuck up Suguru, didn’t you used to swallow balls?”

“Oh, shit.”

“Satoru, aren’t you still a virgin??”

“Fuck you! Y/N, what the hell are you laughing at, didn’t your date flake on you the other day??”

“Suck my dick!”

And then you’ll go back to whatever you were doing before like it didn’t even happen.

Whenever you or Suguru need to go shopping, you usually ask Satoru to Cashapp you before you go. He pretends to put up a fight, but to a guy who sees $2,000 as pocket change, he really doesn’t care. Hell, take one of his cards, go nuts.

[bananaactivity]

Im not finished with Carlos fully but he looks good enough for right now ( he’s 22 in this picture here)

I changed Carlos and Evie up, so now Evie is a vain witch like her mother who is fashionable but she doesn’t sew her own stuff. ( which is for the better cse wtf was that ugly ass dress she made for Mal in D2???)

Carlos considers himself to be a very expensive person and can be pretty big germaphobe. He hates getting anything on his clothes and he refuses to wear the school uniforms at Auradon Uni because they’re ugly. He wears lots of black white grey and red, with gold accents usually. He does theme around dog associated items like gold bone cutlets, paw print lapel chains, and a tennis ball brooch. He often wears red gloves and his favorite shoes are his collection of red bottom dress shoes. He likes hiding red on the interlining of his clothes too, such as his jackets and hats and vests.

A lot of his own person style is derived from 1990s London fashion ( as the artist that means I get my references from the 1996 101 Dalmatians live action movie, the styling of Cruela in that movie is ICONIC AND IMACULATE, and I MUST reference her for Carlos.

PURRRR

Of course he wears REAL animal print. And he’s not a weak touch me not prick like some think. He’s still tech savvy and does Anyalitics and specs for the core four. He also loves GUNS 😄. Think of him like a sharp shooter who stays in the back of turf wars and snipes people. The isle doesn’t have many marks men ( they all really like swords for some reason) so he’s pretty dangerous. He builds his own weapons too.

His passion started out as a way for him to collect his own furs but Harry gets him most of what he needs plus he always needs Carlos to redo his wardrobe ( he gets… messy… after a couple days work) Carlos hates that Harry ruins his creations so fast but he pays him well and gifts him rare fabrics and samples from Auradon.

Because Carlos has no magic Mal always underestimates him. She sees him as only a stylist and ranged weapon specialist. Even tho she acknowledges him for his wit and tech skills she still doesn’t listen to him. Sometimes he wishes he could stay with Harry but then he’d have to do more work up front. Harry understood what Carlos was capable of and respected him a lot. What Harry doesn’t understand is that not everybody likes to be covered head to toe in hot sticky blood 24/7. Harry had also promised him a suite on his boat that nobody else was allowed to occupy, but even if Harry’s crew feared HARRY they wouldn’t mind having an attitude with CARLOS for preferential treatment, even if it is what he deserves 🙄

Harry and Carlos’s relationship is the definition of there are two wolves inside you. Carlos smokes and drinks but he’s more of a Marlboro and Merlot type of guy and Harry’s a Rum and Cigar kinda lad. ( I’m using cartoon logic and say that those habits are purely aesthetic based of iconography from the original Disney moves, Cruella smokes and Capt. Hook smokes two cigars at once)

Carols isn’t really scared of dogs anymore but when he arrives at Auradon he “befriends” his roommate Chad ( now an animal lover like his mother) who has pet rats and a entourage of wild animals constantly in their dorm, and threatens to shoot and skin them all every single day to make a new line of coats ( when Chad rebuttals that his rats are too small to make coats, Carlos says they’d make the perfect fuzzy gloves 💀) He also uses Chad as a living mannequin for his designs. They have a goofy relationship with each other, Carlos does make Chad do all the dirty work of skinning and draining the animals he hunts but despite how traumatic that is Carlos is a fun sweet guy so it’s okay 💀💀💀.

Jay is jelly of Carlos due to his closeness with Harry. ( I guess the way to Jays heart and respect is by holding him at sword point and threatening to gut him and hang him by those very guts over shark infested waters and watch them nibble away at him 💀)

Next I’ll find up Carlos and do some fit designs then I’ll redesign Jay and tell that gutting story 😛

[emeraldenha]

MIXTAPES.

pairing: idol bf!taesan x gn!reader | genre: idol au, established relationship, fluff, slight angst | w/c: +1k words | warnings: overworking, reader is a college student

You always wished the two of your schedules would align better than this.

Not that you weren’t well aware of the hardships of dating an idol. It wasn’t designed to be easy. Rather, it was anything but easy.

Just when your boyfriend, Taesan, got the day off, it happened to be the day in which you were bombarded with due dates from all your college courses.

So here you were, slouched across your desk, fingers glued to your keyboard, while Taesan was sitting on the edge of your bed offhandedly brainstorming lyrics onto his notes app. You felt guilty for boring him and making him wait, but he insisted that anything was fine as long as the both of you were together. Even if that only entailed being in the same room.

“When do you think you’ll be done?”

It isn’t until then that you notice he’s no longer positioned by your bed and is instead standing directly behind you, hunching to the point where his chin ghosts over the top of your head.

“I’ll be done soon enough! I just have to power through it,” you promise.

Taesan rests his hands on the back of your chair and observes you for a moment as you continue working, gradually losing focus of the words jumbled on the screen before staring off into space.

“Hey, I love you and everything but I get a little self conscious when you’re peering over my shoulder like that. It makes it a little hard to concentrate,” you hesitantly comment, lips curled up slightly to signal that you weren’t really mad or annoyed. You just needed to get things turned in so you could spend actual quality time with your boyfriend.

“Sorry,” he quickly apologizes. He shuffles his feet until he’s leaning against the open door frame. “Do you need anything? Snacks, water…?”

“I’m okay,” you reply dismissively, already back to being immersed in your studies.

Taesan leaves your bedroom to find where he left his bag in your apartment. Spotting it on the couch, he searches through the front compartment until he pulls out what he’s been meaning to give you for weeks now. Headphones, check. Cassette player, check. Mixtape #1, check. Carefully taking the mixtape out of its case and plopping it into the player, Taesan’s face heats up by the sheer embarrassment of gifting this to you. However, he knows that whatever he can do to make you happy will squander his embarrassment any day.

Getting caught up in his busy lifestyle, sometimes it takes him a bit longer to realize just how hard you have it too. You work yourself to the bone yet are so patient and understanding when it comes to him. He wants to be there for you, much more than he physically can be.

When he reenters the room, he sees your lips pursed, eyebrows stitched together by a needle of stress. It’s the kind of expression you make when you’re stuck.

Taesan isn’t sure if he should bother you again but decides that it’s a risk he’s willing to take.

Pressing play and setting the device aside, he tucks your hair behind your ears before placing the headphones right over them. His hands then linger to brush through the strands of your hair, as if your inability to hear has somehow obstructed your other senses too. You let him off the hook this time. The gesture is thankfully more calming than distracting.

“Ah, Oasis, right?” You instantly recognize the voice and melody of the song despite not being able to put your finger on it. “Which album is this again?”

Taesan loves sharing music with you, and it’s a passion of his that you’re glad he’s introduced you to, because it consumes such a big part of his life that you like being a part of as well. Though despite having his favorite songs and artists, he rarely ever shows you the same song twice. It’s always something new.

You also never miss out on supporting his own group’s releases, spending time on the phone just to let him point out the lyrics he wrote or any other insider facts from song to choreography to music video shooting. It’s like a whole other world from how he describes it.

But when he admittedly gets sick of hearing the same songs over and over again in the practice room, he’s listening to the thousands of other songs on his playlist for hours before he goes to sleep. He makes sure to send you one by the end of the night, and he plays it as soon as you’ve seen the text so it’s like you’re there listening to it with him. He also has a collection of vinyls—vinyls that’d be all worn out if he didn’t keep them in such pristine condition—stacked away in his dorm, and even a small bundle of slightly lesser used cassettes, which you’re assuming is what he brought for you today in his portable, faded blue cassette player.

“Oh, it’s not an album actually,” he answers, nervously blurting out the words before he can stumble over them. “It’s a mixtape.”

“For me?” You point to yourself, eyes wide in surprise.

He gives you a shy nod. “It’s nothing, really. Just some songs that remind me of you.”

Songs that remind him of you.

Trying not to reveal how flustered you are by the statement, you swivel your chair away from him and face down at the desk. “Thank you.”

He hums, even though he knows you can’t hear him over the blaring drums and guitars kicking in.

But despite that, you can still sense his gaze on you, so looking over your shoulder, you give him a soft smile and say, “I love you.”

As you turn back around, Taesan is finally able to take his eyes off you, letting himself lie back all the way on your bed with a peaceful sigh.

“Love you,” he whispers to the ceiling, because although you still can’t hear him, the words will always reach you anyway. Whether said or unsaid or sung in song, his love will always reach you.

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[hiddenonyx]

Obey Me! Brothers Height Headcannons

A/N: I wanted to do some headcanons for the brother’s heights, as we’re never given official heights for everyone. Also I’m ignoring the sprite-height comparison chart or whatever. I can do what I want >:] 

[I was totally gonna add more to this than just heights, but nothing else I had in mind really fit? Into the general theme of the writing, so here’s a shorter one.]

Lucifer

Lucifer’s “human” form is tall - being the second tallest of the brothers at 6’8” (roughly 203 cm). Angels and demons have a tendency to be taller than humans, and magical glamor isn’t truly able to disguise height. While the House of Lamentation, and RAD tend to have high ceilings and doorframes, other places don’t always so he has to duck to go through. He also hates going up or down stairs or ladders to basements or attics because he almost always hits his head.

Lucifer’s demon form stands around 7’0” (213 cm) - his horns add an inch or two if you want to get really technical. He has a lot of the same issues as in his human form, but his wings really add to it. Even folded in, they stick out a far bit. Narrow hallways are his least favorite and doorways become a whole other nightmare. It’s pretty rare to see Lucifer in his demon form go through a doorway (and pretty funny too - he has to duck and go through it almost sideways). He often teleports from room to room instead.

Mammon

Mammon’s “human” form is slightly above average for humans at 6’4” (193 cm). He’s the third tallest of the brothers (after Lucifer and Beel), and often teases his younger brothers that he’s taller than them. He’s also the one who tends to get asked to get things from high shelves. Mammon will begrudgingly grab whatever, though he’s secretly overjoyed that his little brothers (or MC) need his help.

Mammons' demon form is slightly taller, coming in at 6’7” tall (201 cm). His horns are fairly small when compared to other demons, so they don’t really bother him (but don’t mention his small horns, he’s self conscious). His wings however are. So. Annoying. They aren’t necessarily big and bulky like Lucifer’s, but the bones of his wings are sharp and get caught on everything, and if Mammon’s not careful, he’ll poke himself (or other people).

Leviathan

Levi’s “human” form is a cute, 5’10” (178 cm), making him the second shortest out of the brothers; beating Belphie by a single inch. Levi’s rather self conscious about his height and really dislikes it when people comment on it (or when Mammon teases him). He did end up feeling a bit better when MC called him “cuddle sized”.

Levi’s demon form is slightly taller at 6’0” (182 cm), making him now tied with Belphie for shortest demon form - though Levi will often argue that he’s actually the tallest, or rather, the longest if they measure and count his tail. Leivi actually doesn’t mind his demon form; sure his tail can be a little annoying and a little bit of a tripping hazard, but that’s only if he’s not paying attention or intentionally trying to trip Mammon. Most people don’t know that Levi’s tail is like a snake’s body; he has complete control over it and can move it as precisely as he needs to.

Satan

(*Disclaimer: I absolutely hate Satan’s canon demon form. At some point I’ll write or draw a redesign for him, but for now note that my redesign is mentioned, not his cannon design.)

Satan’s about 6’3” (190 cm) in his human form. He doesn’t have much to say about his height - it’s average and not the same as Lucifer so he’s happy. Though…he does often tell Mammon to sit down and shut up and stop bragging about his height; after all Satan’s only an inch shorter than Mammon and Satan can hit much, much harder. So maybe, just maybe leave Levi alone today, mmkay?

Satan’s demon form is around 6’6” (198  cm) tall (how fitting). Assuming he’s not already in his demon form because he’s pissed off, Satan finds his demon form quite…irritating. The feathers around his neck scratch his skin uncomfortably, he hates the restricting feeling of the bones on his chest, and worst of all his tail. The damn thing sways and wags like a dog’s! He has to keep it around his leg otherwise it’ll drive him insane.

Asmodeus

Asmo’s “human” form is a surprisingly tall  6’1” (185 cm). Most people don’t know however, as Asmo is almost always wearing some kind of heel. It’s one of his most asked questions from fans and he just smiles and says “however tall you’d like”. Despite being over 6 foot, Asmo will still ask Mammon or Beel to get him something from the top shelf.

Asmo’s demon form is a slightly taller 6’4” (193 cm), plus several inches if you count his horns - he has the tallest horns out of all the brothers. While Asmo loves everything about his demon form, his horns can sometimes give him a hard time. He has to style his hair slightly differently to hide the base of his horns, after all it wouldn’t do well for people to see something so unsightly.

Beelzebub

Beel’s human is unsurprisingly tall, at 6’10” (208 cm). He shares a lot of the same “tall” problems with Lucifer. Doorways and certain stairwells become unpleasant to traverse. He doesn’t mind however; he gets to be the person who helps whoever get whatever from the top shelf. Beel also loves to give Luke piggyback rides because the first time Beel did, Luke made a comment about how tall he is now.

Beel’s demon form is even taller at 7’2” (218 cm), making him the second tallest of the entire cast (after Diavolo of course). It’s quite intimidating to be standing before a 7 foot tall demon, and Beel is well aware of it. For any events that require him to be in his demonic form, Beel tries really hard to seem friendly and unthreatening. Nothing makes him more uncomfortable than someone being uncomfortable because of him.

Belphegor

Belphie’s a cute 5’9” (175 cm) in his human form, making him the shortest of the brothers. Not that he minds at all. Being the shortest means he can ask anyone (even Levi)  else to grab the bag of chips on the top shelf while he goes and makes himself comfy on the couch. Imagine his disappointment when a smaller human starts living with him and asks him to get stuff for them.

Unsurprisingly, Belphie’s demon form is also smaller than most everyone else, at 6’0” (182 cm). And actually, Belphie likes being a little bit on the smaller side in his demon form - more people underestimate him then. Belphie can be rather sadistic when he wants to be and nothing feeds that more than breaking the bones of a larger demon who thought that little small Belphie wasn’t a threat.

[la-guns]

An about me post that’s probably too long ♡ feat. my room ^^

I finally fully embraced my true love this year with the 80’s, and its rock/metal music scene. I’ve always loved the decade and its music, but have jumped between interests that didn’t hold me for long for most of my life. But now I’m here, and it feels right. And I can thank my dad.

He’s a metalhead. He had the classic long, shaggy hairstyle in the 80’s. I always remember him blaring his favorite Metallica and Alice in Chains albums from the garage, where he worked on cars and occasional motorcycles. He still does that.

Every morning before elementary school, he’d have the huge box tv playing music videos. My favorites were AC/DC. And while I watched, I had Pop-Tarts, but little me never had the heart to tell my dad I didn’t like them toasted when he brought them to me 😅

Growing up, he introduced me to the best classic movies from the 80’s. Back to the Future, Spaceballs, the Goonies, the Lost Boys (my dad loved vampire stuff, and I do, too), National Lampoon, Princess Bride, so much more. I grew up pure classic. And I like staying that way. It’s a huge comfort.

Now, not much has changed. I prefer 70’s, 80’s, and VERY early 90’s music (like Hollywood Vampires. I can’t do the grunge stuff, sorry! 80’s metalhead heart ♡). I rarely listen to modern music, and when I do it’s mostly for the novel I’m writing to get in the zone. I love Vlad Dracula (the historical Vlad), and have been writing a historical novel about him, and using the real facts in my research from Romanian sources (on here, I love the user @/vladdocs for info about Vlad).

L.A. Guns…the love I have for them came out of nowhere, and that kind of love is usually the best in my experience. I love their style. It’s metal/heavy rock but…in an L.A. Guns uniqueness. Bluesy, invigorating, rockin’. I wish they got to reach stadium level like Mötley Crüe.

I love the “classic” lineup of L.A. Guns. Mick, Phil, Tracii, Kelly, Steve. Love each them to bits, and miss Steve. Kelly is my comfort person, I’d say. I share common interests with him, and from what I’ve watched and read about him, I love how goofy and true to himself he is. Like he embraces his inner child, and I love that. He’s a cutie pie for sure, but his personality is what gets me most. He’s not afraid to be bold with what he likes (like pirates! I LOVE pirates. My dad raised me on Pirates of the Caribbean, and I love the overall history of pirates). Sometimes I wish I could just talk to Kelly about graphic design. That’d be so cool. I’ve been dabbling in it since middle school, and am now going to college for it.

So, my room is my safe space and I like to really have it just scream me. It’s full of original stuff, down to the cassettes, magazines, ‘89 Mötley concert bandana, and magazine pinups. The only original thing I DON’T own is the shirt. It’s a reprint. I love it all so much, and I’m still getting more. My favorite piece is the original Cocked & Loaded vinyl signed by the classic lineup ♡

The bands I love most are L.A. Guns, Mötley Crüe, Cinderella, Dokken, Danger Danger, Def Leppard, KISS, AC/DC, Billy Idol (got to see him in May!), Bulletboys, Poison, Van Halen, and so many more it’s a lot 😭 ♡

This definitely isn’t everything about me, but it’s a taste of the main part. I’d love to get to know others who love the 80’s scene. My inbox and dm’s are always open for polite chat. ♡

[littlespacereader]

Can I request cg!spiderpunk with spidey! little reader who starts having accidents in littlespace and she's rlly embarrassed cause she's a hero? Thanks! Feel free to ignore!

Heck no I’m not gonna to ignore!! I absolutely LOVE this idea!! This is such a huge issue a Regressor superhero might have! Trying to save the world but what if you need someone to save your world?! What if an accident happens while fighting crime?! I couldn’t love this idea more! So I hope you enjoy this fic! Feel free to send me another idea!!

The Little Spidey

Caregiver! Hobie Brown (Spider-Punk) & Spidey Fem Little! Reader

Tags: an accident, pull-ups, fighting, stuffies, hiding/reveal of regression, sippy cups, stuffie,hurt&comfort

Nicknames: darling, sweet one, love

Alright let’s do this one last time.

My name is Y/N L/N. I was bitten by a radioactive spider. And for 3 years I’ve been the one and only Spider-Girl.

Thats is, until I realized there’s a whole multiverse full of different Spider people! Recently I became a part of this Spider-verse, which had its ups and downs.

My universe was completely different from everyone else’s, which took some getting used to. In my universe Age Regession was a normal every day thing for people. It wasn’t shamed at or thought of the wrong way.

I’m one of the age regressors in my universe. I regress really young so on missions I usually wear a pull-up, just in case I begin to regress or can’t find a bathroom in time. And trust me, with the long hours of crime fighting, this has come in handy on numerous occasions.

My suit is designed by yours truly. It has a special feature that wearing a bulky pull-up or diaper isn’t shown. It just looks like a normal Spidey suit. I carry a backpack with me at all times with supplies for myself and some extra gear for missions.

Because regression it wasn’t mainstream in most of the other universes, I kept it to myself. That way I wouldn’t have to embarrass myself infront of the other Spideys. There were some universes where regression was just a normal every day thing like mine but those were rare to find, and it was hard to ask incase the answer was no.

After joining, I quickly became friends with Hobie and Pav, my two best friends. The three of us would travel to different universes and kick some butt together! We really worked well as a team!

Pav always strikes me as a Regressor. But I never have the courage to ask him in fear of him asking me if I’m one.

I often visited Earth-50101 to see Pav and spent time in Mumbattan. But I spend most of my time with Hobie in Earth-138 London.

Hobie and I are the closest. He made me feel welcomed the moment I joined the group. Miguel and Jess can be a bit intimidating at times, but Hobie always takes me under his wing.

He makes me feel comfortable and he never lets anyone yell or order me around. He’s a very free spirited freedom fighter. In London I watched his concerts with his band and in my universe we got ice cream together. He’s versatile.He also has the coolest Spidey moves with his guitar! It’s sick!!

He introduced me to Pavitr. Now the three of us hang out all the time! And when we’re not hanging out we’re fighting crime together!

Despite our close friendship I’ve kept my regression hidden from them. When they come over I just hide all my little gear and when we’re out I fight my hardest not to regress.

So with my regression under wraps I continue to fight crime now not only in Queens, NY but in the multiverse as well! Nothing can go wrong!…….Or so I thought.

~~~

Today was my day off, if that’s even possible for a Spidey. I decided today I’m going to regress and relax the rest of the evening. Hobie is practicing with his band, Pav is on a date with his girlfriend and my watch hasn’t gone off with a new mission. So I’m taking a me day.

I ran to my bed room and grabbed the box from underneath. I ripped the box open and grabbed my favorite stuffie and pacifier immediately. Then I had a choice of sippy cup: am I feeling princess or hearts today? Ummmmmmmm…….hearts!

With my things in hand, I walked into the kitchen. As I washed and filled my sippy cup I started to ramble off everything that’s been going on to my stuffie. Gotta let him know all the juice crime fighting details.

Then I made my way to the couch, plopping infront of the tv to watch hours and hours of cartoons. And hours and hours and hours…..

I woke up some time later to the buzzing of my watch. I quickly jumped up and spit my pacifier out before answering.

“Y/N! Where have you been? We been trying to contact you.” Jess aka Spider-Woman yelled at me.

“Sorry I was asleep after a long day. What’s up?”

“We got another anomaly. Suit up we’ll be there soon to pick you up.” And with that the call hung up.

Be there soon?!?!?!

I immediately started to shove everything under my couch or in the couch cushions. Then I ran into my bedroom to get changed fast! I quickly suited up but not without pausing in my bathroom.

I forgot a pull-up, how stupid of me let me just-

Suddenly I heard a portal open in my living room. “Y/N! Where you at?” Hobie yelled out.

I eyed the pull-up and then the door. It’s okay, it probably won’t be a long mission anyway. Just in and out and I’ll be back before I know it. I’m totally not feeling Little in the slightest so I should be fine without protection. Wait who am I lying to?

With that little pep talk I stormed out of my bathroom, grabbing my back pack on the way, and greeted everyone in my living room. There stood Jess and Hobie ready for the next mission.

“How was practice?”

Hobie rolled his eyes, “Don’t get me started! What practice? I was two second from going on when these guys called.”

“Don’t they know you’re trying to be an artist!” I said all dramatically.

He laughed and smirked, “Oh darling don’t you know? I’m already an artist.”

“Come on you two, we got a mission to complete.” Jess redirected.

The three of us set our watches to Earth-3624 and then we took off into the portal.

~~~

The mission is simple, or should I say was simple. There was a Doctor Octopus found in the wrong universe. We were tasked with finding him and sending him to the right Earth. Only problem is he was somewhere in the middle of NYC. So we had all of NYC to find him…just the four of us…looking for one person…in all of NY.

If you’re saying to yourself “Wow that sounds impossible” you’re totally right.

The night began to drag on and on and on. I was exhausted from the constant searching for hours on end. It didn’t help I was also fighting myself from regressing. But as the night dragged on it seemed Doctor Octopus was winning and I was losing.

My regression nagged at me every single moment. All I wanted to do was find a place to curl up, grab my pacifier and take a nap. But I couldn’t! Not now! I had a job to do!

What didn’t help the most was the nagging feeling of needing to go to the bathroom. I know what you’re thinking and you’re right, I should’ve gone before I left. But I was in a rush! I didn’t even know I had to go! Now I’m sitting on the roof squirming every two seconds.

Everything was so frustrating! I’m stuck on some stupid Earth looking for stupid Doctor Octopus in the middle of the stupid night!!…..Okay, maybe my regression was kicking in more than I thought it was.

“Hey,” Hobie swung up onto the roof I was sitting on. “How’s the search going?”

“It’s going.” I said a bit frustrated. “How about you?”

“About the same.” Hobie said, sitting on the edge of the roof next to me.

“I can’t believe they got us working this ridiculous mission. You think Miguel and Jess could just handle this on their own. But noooooo. Instead they pull the two of us in the middle of the night to try and find this wackjob.” I ranted away.

“That’s right Y/N! Stick it to the man! Let that frustration out.” Hobie smirked, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. I started to squirm in place a bit. I crossed my arms infront of my chest in an effort to mask it.

Hobie eyed me curious but didn’t say anything about it. “I know Jess is searching on the upper east side. I just wanted to join you midtown and make sure you’re doing alright.”

“I’m doing okay. Tired but okay.” I tried to reassure him. But I felt as though he could see right through me. Before he said another word I changed the subject.

“I don’t understand how we’re supposed to find Doc Oct in all of New York.” I said dramatically.

Hobie laughed. “Yeah, what do they expect? Him to come to us?”

The moment those words left Hobie’s mouth we both felt it, our Spidey sense. Of course we jinxed ourselves.

We flipped backward and just out of range for a giant sign that was flying towards us. I landed back on the roof and looked over to an adjacent building. There, standing bold as ever was none other than Doctor Octopus.

“Hello Peters.” He smirked.

Hobie swung over first. “Yeah you’re wrong on both fronts mate.” He swung his guitar at him, landing a nice blow sending the Doctor backwards.

“Once you go against one Spider-Man you go against them all.” He swung his arms again, this time hitting Hobie and sending him backwards.

Now I stepped up, running up, casting my webs and swinging full force towards the doctor. I managed to wrap one of his arms up, but while I did he grabbed me with another. With my leg trapped in his claw, he leaned back and threw me to the roof of a building next to him.

The back of my head hit the ground hard and for a moment I was seeing stars. I was drifting, I wanted to get up and help but my body just wouldn’t let me. I started to fade into darkness for a moment. Both in and out of consciousness.

It was at this time my regression decided to give in. Choosing for itself that it needed to regress more than anything else. What tipped it over the most was the warm feeling I started to feel between my legs. Tears started to fall from my eyes as I realized I was having an accident.

Then came the float gates. My regression wrapped around me like a warm blanket, trying to comfort me in a time of pain and embarrassment. I just want to go home. I don’t want to be here with my wet suit and headache! I just want to go to sleep with my stuffie at home, my pacifier and my pull-up.

I shut my eyes, not wanting more tears to escape. I had to get up, I had keep fighting. What kind of hero would o be if I couldn’t.

“Y/N? Hey! Y/N! Are you okay?” Hobie’s voice echoed in the background. I could hear his footsteps as he ran over to me.

Oh no. Nonononono!

Hobie and I caught eyes the moment I opened mine. He saw everything already. How could I explain the puddle beneath me or the tears streaming down my face?! I’m supposed to be a hero, someone who takes care of others. But I can’t even take care of myself.

There Hobie stood, not disgusting or confused, but worried and concerned about me. “Awwww sweet one-.”

“I’m fine.” I said with a cracking voice. Tears still fell from my eyes as embarrassment filled me.

I tried to sit up fast but he stopped. “Wow wow wow there darling you might have a concussion. Easy does it, easy now.” He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and helped me to sit up slowly.

He sat beside me, letting me lean on him for support.

I tried my hardest to talk between crying, “ I-I can explain…it just…just-”

“You’re a Little? I figured as much. No need to worry yourself with worries. You’re okay, it’s all okay love. I’ll take care of everything.” He said plain as day.

Maybe it was the concussion. “What?” Was all I managed to say.

“You know, on my Earth everyone knows about regression. It’s more common than you would think. Plenty of Earths know about regression, even if they aren’t as open about as our Earth’s are.” He went on to explain.

“But all of that doesn’t matter right now. Right now we need to get you changed and padded. Then we need to take care of you and your concussion.” Hobie threw his guitar to his back and lifted me bridal style into his arms.

“Wait.” I tried to say.

“What?” He raised an eye brow.

“Don’t we have to get the bad guy?”

“The bad guy? First off, I don’t listen or do what anyone tells me, especially Jess or Miguel. Second off, I already too care of that for us.” He gestured to the roof across from us. There all webbed up stood Doctor Octopus.

“I already phoned Jess who’s on her way to take care of the boring details. I say we get a move on before she starts ask questions we’re not going to answer.” He explained.

After a moment I nodded my head, wrapping my arms around his neck. With the click of his watch Hobie and I were soaring into another portal.

Before I even realized it we were back in my apartment. Hobie walked us into my bathroom, setting me down on the counter top. Then he began to search around.

“Where are your pull-ups at Y/N?” He asked searching under the sink.

To be honest, I was still in shock from this day. Blame it on the concussion but I couldn’t even fathom that this is even happening.

As I watched him raid my bathroom I spoke up, “What are you doing?”

“I just told you I’m looking for your pull-ups.”

“Why?”

“Why?” He stood up and walked back over to me, “Because we need to get you changed before you get a rash or worse.”

I stared at him, still in disbelief. “Why are you doing this for me? How come you don’t think this is weird and why are you being so-.”

He immediately stopped that train of thought by holding my hand in his. “Hey, hey hey. No more worrying about big thoughts okay? Like I said earlier, regression is something I’m familiar with. I’m happy you have an escape from this life as a Spidey. It’s a safe and healthy coping mechanism. I don’t find you or any of this weird. More than anything I want to take care of you.”

“You don’t see me as a weak Spidey because I’m a Little?” I asked, still a bit insecure.

“A weak Spidey?! Hell no!!” He shook his head. “Do you think Pav is a weak Spider-Man?”

I looked at him confused but shook my head no.

“That makes two of us. Pavirt is a Little too. He regresses around the same age as you. Doesn’t matter if you regress, you’re still a Spidey. Don’t get me wrong, I love Pav and I take care of him from time to time when he regresses. But his girlfriend tends to him most the time, I’m just the babysitter. But there’s something special about you. You bring out a side of me that I didn’t know I had.”

He sighed, “I realized early on you were probably a Little, so I kept a careful eye on you. Before you, I was still the cool artist you see before you today. But I was always missing something…something amazing. And I realized that amazing something was you. Without or without your regression. I think you’re truly amazing.”

He leaned forward and took my hand in his, “If you’ll have me, I’d like to take care of you whenever you’re regressed. That way you have someone watching out for you and taking care your needs. I can see you regress pretty young so you’re gonna need a careful eyes watching your trouble maker self.” He smirked.

“So…what do you say?” He asked.

I honestly couldn’t believe my ears. Hobie wants to be my Caregiver?! Also Pav is a Little?!! But mostly, Hobie the “coolest, mysterious, rule breaker” Brown wants to be my Caregiver?!

In disbelief yet happy beyond belief, I smiled and squeezed his hand. “Yes. I’d love for you to be my Caregiver.”

Hobie smirked and squeezed my hand back. “Trust me darling the honor is all mine.”

“But first and foremost let’s get you changed out of that wet suit and into something more comfortable. Now for the final time where are your pull-ups at?” He said dragging the last part out.

“They’re in my backpack.” I shrugged it off and handed it to him.

Hobie took the backpack from me and started to take all the supplies he needs out.

“So you don’t think I’m gross?” I asked, still anxious about the whole accident.

“Nope. You’re a younger Little. Happens all the time. It’s no big deal at all.” He said as if it was nothing. But he’s right, it really is nothing. It’s just an accident. “Alright let’s get you changed darling.”

Hobie helped me take my suit off. He grabbed me a fresh pair of pjs and a new pull-up then proceeded to change me into both.

“There,” he stood back admiring his work. “All nice and cozy!” He picked me up and carried me into the living room. “See? Nothing to worry about. It’s as if it never happened.”

I hugged him tightly in his arms, “Thank you.”

He smirked, “This is just the beginning.”

He carried me over to the couch and set me down. “Hold on, who’s this?” He pulled my stuffie from the couch cushion. “Y/N you didn’t tell me you had a friend over. Introduce to your mate.”

“Hobie this is (your fav stuffie name).” I said introducing the two.

“Pleasure to meet ya.” He said, shaking the stuffies hand. I started giggling.

“Now, I want you resting on this couch. I’m going to get you some juice and a cold compress for your head, okay?”

The moment Hobie left I immediately started to miss him. He’s only been my Caregiver for not even 5 minutes and I’m already so attached to him. Plus he wasn’t even that far! He’s literally just in the kitchen.

Luckily he returned soon, sippy cup of juice in one hand, and a damp towel in the other. “Alright sweet one sit up for a second,” he sat down on the couch and pulled me into his lap. “There we are.”

He laid the towel on my forehead which felt sooooooo nice! He handed me the sippy cup before he grabbed the tv remote. “Alright let’s see what your earth has on the telly.”

I always thought that as Spider-Girl I had to be the one taking care of everyone else, but Hobie made me realized what I needed more than anything was someone to take care of me too.

I haven’t felt safe like this in a long time. Just leaning against him, watching some mindless show on the television and feeling safe and cared for. I curled into his side and rested my head on his shoulder. He leaned forward and placed a kiss to my head.

We stayed like that the whole night, just Little Spidey and Caregiver Spidey.

[dokidokitsuna]

Slowly, I think I’m getting a handle on this…I tried studying the character art from my favorite dead MMORPG, Maple Story 2, and I think it helped me find a style for the shading and rendering that’s more dramatic but still sort of cartoony.

Plus, I’ve been doing a bit of script writing, which always helps me figure things out. ^^ So please enjoy the additional work I’ve done on these character concepts.

-Between these two, Magolor definitely needed the most work: you can tell because I basically drew a full character design sheet, which is something I almost never do because I don’t like repetition. XP But it doesn’t feel repetitive when I’m totally lost to begin with. ^^; I think I got a little too abstract that first time I drew him, so my focus here was to figure out the specific shape of his body and rebuild outward from there. In stark contrast to my usual Magolor designs, he’s very tall and muscular, with an imposing silhouette (especially with his cape on). Yes, he IS hiding something under all those purple bandages, but we won’t talk about it today. ;)

-I also like that his outfit gets darker the further inside you go, from the solid white cape and glittering chains, to the silver armor and gray scarves, to the skintight navy blue fit underneath. Symbolism??? Perhaps~

-Blade’s design was already pretty solid, so I just adjusted her cape a little, and then dove straight into the Rainbow Malady concept art. ^^ Phase 1 has her sprout a second eye and wings on one side of her face. Her head catches fire, as the power of the Rainbow Sword attempts to ‘burn away the darkness’. In this phase, Blade is already in a lot of pain, but remains fully conscious and can even speak, when she isn’t coughing up multicolored blood. She can recover from this on her own with a day of rest. Phase 2 is much more serious, forcing her organs outside of her body, and growing star-shaped welts over the rest of her skin. At this point, she can no longer recover without Magolor’s help-- essentially, he uses magic to shove all her organs back where they belong and stitch up the open wounds. It’s like setting a bone after it’s broken-- just as painful as the injury itself (if not more), but necessary for proper healing…which takes about a week.  Phase 3 is the last and worst, transforming her arms into elongated wings and her whole body into burning plasma, on top of all the issues from Phase 2. Thankfully, she can’t really remain conscious in this phase-- she’s usually delirious from fever, blood loss, and her brain literally burning away. ^^; Storywise, she needs about a month to recover from this, so she doesn’t use it too often…of course, as the 'player', you can put her through it as many times as you want. =T

-Fun fact, I guess: So the primary love language between these two characters is food. ^^ I was musing about what I could do with a protagonist arc centered around worsening illness (which is…surprisingly rare), and I thought, “so what do you do for sick people? You put them to bed, you manage their symptoms, you clean and comfort them…and most importantly, you feed them.” And then ^that little doodle basically came to me in a dream, and from there evolved the idea of Magolor showing kindness to Blade by cooking for her.

Most of the time, the little affection Magolor shows to Blade is…basically performative. Think of it like a hammy supervillain petting their cat-- it’s more of a character stim than anything else. ^^; The way Magolor talks to Blade (and especially the way he talks about her…) makes it clear that the hand-holding and headpats don’t mean much.

But on the other hand, giving Blade food and watching her cutely devour it, especially during the times when she’s bed-ridden and he doesn’t see her as often…I like to think that might genuinely endear her to him a little, enough to make it a sort of stand-out gesture. Like, if he strokes her forehead when she’s sick, that’s whatever; but when he spends 5 hours making a Maxim tomato consommé for her to eat, that’s him trying to say he cares. Maybe it’s just a tiny bit, maybe it’s just in that moment, but a small part of him truly wants her to be happy.

[2baddiesfanfics]

Pretty Please?

Pairing: Ei x Miko

Tags: Teasing, Hot Springs & Onsen, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex, Alcohol

Summary:

Miko has arranged for a special date at Aisa Bathhouse for her and Ei after pulling some (morally questionable) strings. As the two spend some much-needed alone time together, Ei cryptically reveals she’s been reading one of the kitsune’s newest light novels…and isn’t pleased with some characterization. Instead, she gives the owner of Yae Publishing House some inspiration for the next book in the series. (Note: If you haven’t read the in-game light novel Pretty Please, Kitsune Guuji, you may want to take a quick look before reading this fic!)

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The kitsune pranced up the path that meandered between the Inazuman merchant booths. Citizens quickly lowered their gaze in an attempt to avoid the familiar but frightening sensation of her amethyst-colored eyes staring into the depths of their souls. As she crossed the bridge, Yae Miko caught sight of the violet-haired woman she was searching for standing under the designated Sakura tree, its light pink petals still lingering in the strands of her hair.

“Oh! Miko! There you are,” Ei exclaimed.

“I hope you haven’t been waiting long,” Miko purred while gently pulling the flower out of the other woman’s tresses.

Clasping it in her hand, Miko brought it close to her chest and closed her eyes. Slowly opening her palm, she blew out a light puff of air and watched it dance in the wind. Ei raised an eyebrow out of curiosity.

“Just making a wish,” Miko laughed as she linked her arm with Ei’s. “Come now, we have a much-needed day of relaxation ahead of us,” she said as she led them to Aisa Bathhouse.

“G-guuji Yae! L-lady Ei! Welcome,” Aikawa Susumu stuttered. “You two are in l-luck. You have the entire p-place to yourselves.”

Miko rolled her eyes at the owner of the establishment as he tripped over his words.

“Really? The entire bathhouse?” Ei asked in shock.

“Y-yes, thanks to Guuji Yae here,” he responded.

“Oh, it was nothing, Ei. Really. It’s much deserved and it’ll ensure nobody will interrupt us as we…discuss important matters,” she insisted.

As she walked past the owner, she growled under her breath, “You better guarantee we’re not bothered, lest your wife happens to learn of those spicy harem light novels you’ve been purchasing behind her back.”

With a hesitant smile, he muttered, “Of course. Right this way.” He showed them to the private room where they could leave their belongings.

“You may leave us now,” Miko gestured. The two disrobed and wrapped themselves in the soft, warm towels they’d been provided. Ei approached Miko from behind, sliding her hand through her hair.

Miko released a quiet purr. The shogun’s elegant fingers moved to slowly unhook the weighted earrings that typically kept the kitsune’s ears lowered so they’d be less noticeable. “Since we’re alone, we can get rid of these temporarily. I’ve always found your ears quite adorable,” Ei said, massaging them as each one popped free.

“Mmmm, Ei, we have plenty of time. Let’s not get carried away now, hmm? You know what you do to me,” Miko hummed as she pulled her hand down, interlocked their fingers, and led her toward the bath.

The two sat in the steamy water taking in this rare moment of downtime. Miko rested her back against Ei’s chest, and Ei wrapped her arms around her slim waist.

“What should we order for an after-bath snack?” Ei asked as she kissed Miko’s cheek.

“You’ve always got food on the brain, hmm?” Miko chuckled. “Whatever you want, love. It’s on me.”

“Let me see…do you think they have Butter Crab on the menu?” Ei asked as she watched Miko’s ears twitch back. This was not the answer she was expecting. Dango would have been far less surprising.

“Um…I’m not sure, but we could definitely ask,” Miko replied cautiously.

“Yay! Butter Crab, my favorite!” Ei exclaimed.

Miko gulped, her hands busying themselves. “There’s no way she knows. It’s just a coincidence,” she thought to herself.

Ei tightened her grip around her. “Oh, yay, Miko! I am so glad we get to spend this time together. Since I only spend most of my days with someone who has fluffy ears and a teasing voice. Yay for spending time together!”

Miko stiffened against her touch as Ei kissed her shoulder. “You want me to keep saying ‘yay’? I recently read somewhere that it’s my signature line,” she said as she licked up Miko’s neck.

“I-I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Miko stammered.

Ei slid her hand between Miko’s thighs, her fingers sliding and swirling against her clit. Miko’s head snapped back against her shoulder as Ei nipped at the exposed skin on her neck.

“Ahhh Ei,” Miko whispered as she bit the back of her hand to stop herself from moaning.

“Seems someone has been a naughty kitsune. Writing me in such a way,” Ei taunted as she continued to rub her sensitive bud.

Miko grabbed the shogun’s wrist with her other hand to try and still her movements. “Ah, ah, ah. You’re going to take your punishment,” Ei murmured against her neck.

The kitsune’s legs shook as she bit down harder to prevent any sounds from escaping her. As she was about to reach her peak, Ei abruptly stopped and pulled away.

Miko’s ears shot up in surprise. “Ei! I-I was almost there! What…why?” she whined disappointedly.

“You can wait until we get back to the room. Oh…and I forbid you from finishing yourself,” Ei commanded.

A growl rumbled through Miko’s chest as the two resumed their quiet soak. She tried to ignore the throbbing need for release and knew she was going to have to explain herself when they got out.

After what felt like an eternity, they finally got out, dried themselves off, and made their way back to the private room they were about to share for the night.

———-

After donning the light yukata provided by the bathhouse, the two women sat at the small table where a variety of snacks and drinks had been laid out for them. As Ei partook of an onigiri, Miko simply picked at some Sakura mochi.

“What’s the matter, Miko? Not hungry?” Ei inquired.

“Not particularly. Why?” She responded in a cool tone.

“Oh, no reason. I just wanted to make sure you…hadn’t caught a cold.”

At this point, it was clear: Word had gotten around about Pretty Please, Kitsune Guuji? It was a current best-seller at Yae Publishing House, and Miko should have known Ei’s curiosity would get the better of her.

Miko looked up guiltily. “Ok, you’ve caught me. So what? Are you mad about the light novel? Or did you just want to tease me about it?”

Ei smiled softly. “I’m not angry in the slightest. Well, I’m not exactly thrilled about how I’m portrayed at the start, but I was impressed by how accurately you captured my feelings about how I see you versus how I perceive others,” she explained.

Miko’s ears dropped. “Ei, I…”

Ei held up her hand in a gesture that begged her to let her finish. “‘Just think about it: thousands of people putting on the same face in your presence.’ With how sarcastic you are, there are times when I’m not sure if you truly understand the weight of being in my position. But it’s clear to me now that I’ve taken you for granted.”

The kitsune heaved a sigh of relief before she heard Ei clear her throat.

“However…about the last portion of the story. Miko, what were you thinking? Anyone with a brain is going to figure out these characters are modeled after you and me. It’s far too suggestive. As you so aptly wrote, you know people revere me. I don’t want them to perceive me as weak, or worse yet, taking advantage of you and your position, either.”

Miko scoffed. “Ei, dear, don’t be ridiculous. The ending is completely up to interpretation!”

Ei was done playing games. “Up to interpretation!? Miko, does ‘She feeds me the Rainbow Aster in a way that I'd never dare to imagine’ read like it’s up to interpretation to you?!”

Unable to come up with a retort, Miko remained silent. Ei sighed in resignation. “Fine. You want to play dumb? Let me show you how I interpret this scene,” she stated in the tone she used when she was about to prove someone wrong.

Among the food set up at their table was also an incredibly expensive (and incredibly strong) bottle of saké. Ei carefully grabbed the ornate tokkuri flask and poured some of the liquid into one of the small cups provided. Bringing it to her lips, she drank but did not swallow. Miko’s eyes widened in arousal as she realized what was coming next.

Ei’s hand came to rest on the back of her neck, her fingers grasping the fine hairs at her nape. Miko felt her grip tighten, and a low groan escaped as their lips met and warm saké dripped from Ei’s mouth into her own.

The alcohol burned as it traveled down her throat and hit her stomach. Heat immediately ripped through her body and she could already feel it start to mess with her head. She was a big talker, but between the two, Ei was the one who could actually hold her liquor.

When the shogun finally pulled away, she noticed some of the saké had dribbled down the side of Miko’s mouth. Her tongue darted out to lick it up and Miko’s breath caught in her throat.

“I believe the line you’re looking for is, ‘Why does it feel so sweet at the corner of my lips?’” Ei teasingly murmured.

“Why don’t you show me what happens in the next volume of the series? I could always use new ideas for my writing,” Miko said as she took Ei’s bottom lip between her fangs. She knew very well what effect this had on her, and the response was as she expected.

Ei roughly shoved her down on the tatami flooring with a snarl. The belt of Miko’s yukata had started to come loose, and her exposed skin only drove her desire deeper.

“Hmmm, yes…let me think. Since readers are already talking, why not give them more of what they really want? The Rainbow Aster drink you mention in the first volume is so boring. I’d much rather have your juices lingering on my lips,” Ei retorted. Her hands reached down to pull what remained of the knot in her belt loose. Miko sighed as her legs fell open willingly.

Slithering down her body, Ei traced the taught muscles of Miko’s toned stomach with her tongue.

“This would make for an…awfully explicit light novel, Ei…” she panted, trying to make it seem like she had the upper hand.

“My dear Miko…you’re telling me you don’t want to continue the story? Think about how disappointed your readers will be…” Ei chastised as she nudged her shoulders between her thighs. Looking up at her, she instructed, “You’re going to have to look at me if you want to properly capture the details in writing.”

Miko glanced downward, her head spinning from the effects of the alcohol now in her system. “You talk too much, Ei. How about you give me something worth writing about, hmmm?”

Never one to back down from a challenge, Ei took one languid lick across her folds. Miko let out a moan that made her extremely thankful the hot spring was empty - she’d never be able to save her reputation if not. She could feel Ei smile against her skin, and it sent a shiver across her entire body.

Ei’s slurps and personal sounds of arousal added to the sensations that now built her toward release. Miko’s hand darted down to pull her in closer as she rode her face, unsatisfied with the current taunting pace the shogun was maintaining.

“Ahhhhhh Ei! Fuck…please…”

“I think you need to say ‘pretty please, almighty shogun.’ That would be a much better title, don’t you think?”

Before Miko could come up with a snarky retort, she shrieked as she felt her orgasm shutter through her core.

Ei left a trail of kisses as she ascended Miko’s body. Stopping when she reached her destination, her mouth crashed against the kitsune’s.

“Oh my…still that eager, are we?” Miko gasped as she pulled away to catch her breath. Guiding Ei to lean back, she crawled on top and straddled her. Her thumbs rubbed in gentle circles against her thighs as she leaned forward and licked between her breasts.

“Miko,” Ei exhaled.

With a hum she acknowledged her response, swirling her tongue on her nipple to get it to rise. One hand made its way to the other breast as she slid another between the archon’s wet entrance.

Ei could feel her hovering over the spot she desperately yearned for her to touch. Grinding her hips against Miko’s in anticipation, she felt her smirk against her chest as a finger slowly stroked up and down her folds. Miko continued to ghost over her sensitive bud before continuing her teasing.

“Ahhhh,” Ei whined as she thrust her hips back and forth, urging the kitsune to move quicker.

Pulling away from her breast, Miko looked up at her mischievously. “What’s the matter, dear? Don’t like being teased back?” She kissed up to Ei’s neck, her lips latching onto bare skin. Her sharp canines pierced the area and she began moaning to add to the sensation. She felt Ei’s arousal pool around her now slick fingers.

“M-miko…p-please,” Ei begged as her grinding against Miko’s lap intensified.

The kitsune inspected her work, a bright red bruise already forming at the mercy of her lips. “You know what I need to hear you say before I allow you to come,” Miko taunted as her violet eyes pierced Ei’s own.

Ei wasn’t the type to give in so easily - she was an archon, damn it. She kissed Miko back in retaliation, their moans reverberating against each other’s mouths, their tongues colliding together.

Static sparked against her skin where Miko was toying with her chest. Her body shook with excitement when she felt small jolts of electro energy pulsing through her nipples. Miko’s hand hovered over her clit as she waited to make a move.

“Pretty please kitsune guuji, make me come,” Ei breathlessly groaned.

“There now, was that so hard?” Miko inquired as she slid two fingers across her clit. Ei panted as she felt her adding pressure between her thighs. When Ei sped up her thrusts, Miko inserted two fingers into her entrance.

“Ohhhhhh, yes!” Ei screamed when Miko hit the spot she knew so well. Moving her fingers in time with Ei’s reckless hips, she felt Ei spasm around her. She heard her shout her name and clutched her close as she rode out her orgasm.

Ei leaned against her, both of their bodies now dripping with sweat from the exertion of their nightly activities.

“You know, we do have the hot springs to ourselves for the rest of the night,” Miko murmured against her ear before taking it between her teeth.

“You’re insatiable, you know that, don’t you?” Ei replied with a bemused chuckle.

A look of mock offense appeared on Miko’s face. “Ei, you wound me! I’m only suggesting we clean ourselves off a bit before settling down for the evening.” Running her hand through Ei’s violet locks, she continued. “And this is what I wished for at the Sakura tree earlier, after all. Just time together, you and me.”

“Hmmm…maybe I’ll agree - if you ask me nicely.”

Miko’s mischievous laughter resounded through the room before she whispered, “pretty please?”

[teabeexo]

Heyyy tea ･:*+.\(( °ω° ))/.:+

what do the wardrobes of your MCs look like? (Their styles, favorite clothing piece or outfit, that type of stuff!)

Hello Ice!!!!!! <3333

I’m SOOO glad you asked! Ive given quite a bit of thought to this topic for each of my sillies..

WINONA

Winona’s style is what I would describe as casual alternative and mostly grunge. She likes monotone colors, especially black or grey. That, paired with dark splashes of color. Her big thing is band shirts — big, oversized shirts that display her musical interests loud and clear. She wears that with baggy jeans that typically sit lower on her hips. She’s much taller than average, so most pairs of pants seem to do that regardless. Despite the heat of Sunset Bird, she very rarely wears shorts. If she does wear shorts, they’re usually uniquely patterned or especially comfortable. Her shoes are thick-soled and comfortable, her makeup usually consisting of sharp eyeliner, various sultry eyeshadows, a desaturated lip, and whatever else enforces her style.

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LUELLA

Luella’s style is a bit harder to fully label, even though I have a pretty good understanding of it. It’s a bit of a mix between alternative and boho, with select aspects of each. Her main thing is patterns. She really likes patterns and abstract designs. They don’t necessarily have to be vibrant, but she just enjoys lots of color for her to play around with and stylize. She wears both jeans and shorts, but usually goes for jeans. Tank tops (including cropped ones) and tees are most common for her. She likes sweaters too, but doesn’t typically wear them because of the climate. Usually, she’ll wear a distinctly-pattern article of clothing with black or brown, and wear her leather lace up boots with it. Her makeup might include some short eyeliner wings, colorful eyeshadow, and a lip shade depending on the mood she’s in. INSPO PICTURES BELOW

Vérène

Vérène’s style definitely underwent the most extensive changes, but ultimately her style isn’t that complex. Typically, she can be found wearing loose leggings (yoga pants?? I don’t know) and a pullover. As you might guess, that gets kind of toasty pretty quickly. Yet she seems to have a strange resistance to the heat! In rare occasions, she’ll wear baby doll tees instead. Most days though, she sticks to her comfort attire. If she wears skirts or shorts, she always wears tights with it. Her clothes are typically more muted in color, but it depends. When she wears cropped shirts, she likes to put on waist chains. Her makeup is usually more discreet, with typically more earthy and softer colors. Nice lashes are a must, though.

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Mina

Her look is probably the most solidified by this point. She goes for the dark academia theme, wearing mostly large grandpa sweaters and cardigans with baggy cargo pants or scrappy jeans. Finding her in anything other than that is pretty rare. She chooses preppy Mary Janes or simple worn converse. She ALWAYS has her favorite crossbody bag with her, which she plans to keep around until it literally falls apart at the seams. She wears a lot of hair accessories, such as hair clips and barrettes. Her makeup looks vary. Sometimes she falls on the colorful side, other times she wants something more subtle. It just depends on the day. Sometimes she puts those little chains of beads on her glasses for some more accessorizing.

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Maël

Last but not least, Maël! The boy! His style is more preppy in comparison to Mina’s, but still somewhat similar. He goes for a more put-together look. Nice turtlenecks with sleek necklaces, fleece pullovers, stiff-legged pants, and the like. Scarves aren’t unusual, though he typically goes without them. He doesn’t like feel weighed down by his fashion or clothes. His shoes are also a bit more classy. The best way I can describe them is loafers, haha.

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Thank you for the ask!!! As always, feel free to send in more 💋💋

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Coaster Maynia 2024 Day 10 - Milky Way Express

“Black Holes have existed as long as the universe has existed. Thought to have been the first ever sentient species in the universe, these incredibly powerful aliens live extremely long lives, mostly spend consuming other alien races, whole planets, and even entire galaxies. Their ability to take the forms of anything they come across also adds to the anxiousness of other alien species and of course humans. Beatrix is the rare exception of a Black Hole that isn’t interested in consuming galaxies, but is instead very curious about other humans and wishes to be seen as one. However, one night as she “dreams” she comes across a Black Hole that looks a bit like her, wearing an ornate detailed dress, asking her why she has chosen a life of coexisting with humans. Why is she ignoring her natural instinct to devour the universe? Why has she befriended “food”. Isn’t she worried about disappointed her mother, and all she had sacrificed for them?

Beatrix woke with a start. She never would have been able to meet her mother, as traditionally the only way new Black Hole came to be was from the “death” of another. She had also never met any siblings, which was common for Black Holes. It was even less common for them to dream, but Beatrix did always manage to be a little different. She couldn’t shake the image of her apparent sibling from her mind. Her wide toothed grin and unblinking eyes, her massive dress adorned with stars and spirals. Beatrix began to refer to her as Missy, having many dreams where the two would go back and forth, Missy trying to either encourage Beatrix to be more like the other Black Holes, or Beatrix trying to make Missy see the value of life outside of their kind. Most of Beatrix’s dreams with Missy ended very distressing or jarring, Beatrix sometimes seeing the planet full of her friends and loved ones being destroyed. Is Missy Bea’s sibling? Or a product of her own subconscious…..”

Missy is definitely up to this point my favorite design I’ve done so far. I really like my alien Species “Black Holes” and have sooo many plans for them! Missy’s going to be for sure more villainous….

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[glitterpensupremacy]

Now that Adrien’s done (and my brain is ready), it’s time to do the precious bug girl:

Marinette MTS

Like Adrien, she has four categories. They are as follows:

1. General Info

2. Personality

3. Key Relationships

4. Character Growth

1. General Info

Unlike Adrien, whose appearance doesn’t really change, Marinette MTS has a different look from her OG counterpart. She’s a bit shorter and more muscular. As a civilian her eyes are grey and her hair is dark brown. As Ladybug her eyes are still blue (heroes’ eye colors change to match their Kwami) and her hair is black at the roots, blue at the tips (that’s who my profile picture is, btw).

In addition to Marinette no longer being the sole protagonist and the side characters receiving more of a focus, she also won’t become the Guardian in MTS. For those who aren’t aware, the Miraculous will get scattered around the midpoint of Season 2, making the traditional role of guardian… kinda pointless. (There’s also the issue that making LB the Guardian and CN just a holder undermines the duality and balance essential to their relationship in Miraculous: The Series.)

2. Personality

Marinette is a creative, compassionate, energetic, and cheerful young girl. She has big dreams of becoming a fashion designer, but often struggles with prioritizing her ambitions. Regardless, she rarely backs down from a problem, and is willing to go all out when people need her help on both sides of the mask.

Unfortunately, her selfless nature is equally a vice and a virtue, and she will often try to help others even when it’s exhausting her. She hates saying no to people and letting them down. She might also accidentally shut people out when she’s overloaded, missing several things being said to her.

She’s extremely expressive. Whether she’s happy (a joyful person by default, though she’ll sometimes try to seem more okay than she really is to keep people from worrying), anxious (she often stumbles over her words and is less coordinated than normal), sad (she can be a pretty sensitive person, especially when concerned about her friends), or grouchy (just because she wants to help others doesn’t always mean she has to like it—I like to call her mannerisms when like this the “bug grumble >:(”, it’s one of my favorite moods of hers), you can usually tell how she feels just by looking at her.

3. Key Relationships

Chloe: The MTS MariChloe dynamic is drastically different from the original show. Instead of being Marinette’s childhood bully, she’s actually one of her oldest friends; the two have known each other since they began attending the same school. However, Chloe and Marinette’s relationship is still full of problems. Marinette is constantly pressured to help her with various things, along with having to do damage control whenever Chloe acts out toward others. Chloe does care about Marinette, but doesn’t listen to her or support her needs when she should. Eventually, maintaining this friendship becomes too much for Marinette, and she cuts Chloe off. For a while after that, the two have various spats (usually instigated by Chloe) before coming to an uneasy truce once Chloe starts to improve herself as a person. Things are never quite the same between them, as Marinette isn’t ready to renter a friendship with her.

Adrien: She is initially introduced to Adrien by Chloe, and doesn’t really see the appeal. She’s always been more interested in the fashion designers than the models. As she gets to know him, her opinion slowly shifts. Even though Chloe and her have their friendship break up, Adrien still wants to be her friend, and will even call out Chloe when she’s trying to mess with Marinette. His desire to handle things himself, rather than wanting her to help him all the time like many others, also makes her like him more. When she finally falls in love with Adrien, he gives her his umbrella, only it isn’t a perfect picturesque moment where he gracefully extends his umbrella to her. He gives her it, then proceeds to run out in to the rain, slipping on wet pavement multiple times while loudly yelling that “he’s okay”! Even though she fell in love with the flawed human side of Adrien, she’s still worried that he’ll think she’s just another fan girl fawning over him (spoiler alert: he doesn’t), so she’s extra careful not to overstep any boundaries.

Chat Noir: As I mentioned on the Adrien MTS post, they don’t exactly start on the best terms. Due to his rebellious attitude and more abrasive nature, she assumes that he’s similar to Chloe, only worrying about enjoying himself and carelessly ignoring the needs of everyone else. After the two begin working together as a proper team, she learns small pieces of information that help her realize that there’s more going on to him than she thought. Not only does he seem to live a much more restricted life under the mask, but he is actually capable of being extremely empathetic to others (this will be most especially shown in how he helps her through a particularly difficult moment as Ladybug, along with one of the akuma they encounter). She will inevitably friendzone him when he finally confesses, but that does not change the fact that he’s her partner and easily her most trusted ally.

Alya: Like Chat Noir, strangely enough, Ladybug and Alya Césaire do not exactly “click” like they’re supposed to. Alya is much more skeptical of these new heroes in MTS (I’ll elaborate further in her own post, but we decided to explore a pretty different direction for her character) and wants the public to know their identities. As a result, Marinette is pretty cautious around her, so they don’t become friends right away. That being said, Alya comes to be more understanding of the heroes once she’s put in a similar position to them, while Marinette is able to see Alya’s positive qualities (that being her integrity, honesty, and determination to keep the city safe). They finally become friends at the end of season 2. From there the two are able to learn more about maintaining a healthy friendship from each other.

Lila: The other reason Alya and Marinette don’t become friends right away. After ending things with Chloe, Marinette is somewhat fragile, and doesn’t have a lot of friends (there’s Kim and Adrien, also technically Chat Noir, but he knows Ladybug better than Marinette), with most of the class being wary of her due to her previous connection to Chloe (they don’t realize just how much Marinette actually kept Chloe from being worse yet). Lila, being a master manipulator in this version, instantly takes advantage of this vulnerability to befriend her. Their new friendship seems strong, even if Lila occasionally gives strange advice on how to get closer to her goals (though she’s quick to play it off as a joke if Marinette gets concerned). Slowly, cracks in Lila’s facade become more visible, and Marinette is forced to come to the horrifying realization that her new bestie is actually the supervillain Volpina. (Needless to say that this messes her up for a while.)

Other key dynamics include her parents (important to her but doesn’t affect the plot as much), Kim (another long story), Luka, Gabriel, Hawk Moth, Zoe, and Kagami (I might make them their own post tbh).

4. Character Growth

Marinette principally has two major character arcs (though there’s also a little something else done with her confidence as Ladybug in the final season, but that kinda leads into the finale so I’ll probably discuss it at another time).

Her season one arc is (as you might have guessed) learning to set limits with other people. Much like Chat Noir’s prime ability Wildcat is slowly damaging his mind, Ladybug’s prime ability, the Miraculous Ladybug (or the Miracle Cure if you prefer), is slowly consuming her energy. The fact that people are constantly asking her for favors as Marinette and she has to save the day as Ladybug is pushing her to her limit. Eventually, she can’t take anymore, and has to renounce the Miraculous Ladybug ability (this essentially restores her energy, but undoes all of the fixed damage from fights; we probably won’t tackle the concept of people dying from akuma attacks because we want to keep this as a kid-friendly show). Marinette then to cope with the guilt from all the damage she won’t fix (the fact that this Tikki is pretty self-righteous, and is constantly berating her for not doing so doesn’t help matters). After coming to terms with this, she’s learns to let others solve the problem sometimes (as the heroes try to limit damage from battles and the city rebuilds on its own), accept support from the people who care about her (notably Chat Noir and her parents), and accept the fact that she shouldn’t be responsible for everyone else’s problems (stops being Chloe’s friend due to her tendency to unfairly rely on Marinette).

Marinette’s long term arc largely revolves around her struggles with friendship and trust. I’ve already mentioned the Chloe and Lila problems, but these two different toxic friendships have two pretty different effects on her. The Chloe friendship she manages to process, and be okay with Chloe’s attempts to improve herself even if Marinette isn’t ready to rebuild that bond. Getting to know Sabrina and watch her and Chloe become friends is also a large part of this growth, especially since Marinette unlocks her new ability, Amulets that ward off akumas, at the end of season 2 after Sabrina’s second akumatization as Miraculer. The Lila friendship however… like I said, it hurts her pretty bad. Having two consecutive “friendship screw ups” makes her doubt herself and others. Since she was friends with Kim, Adrien, and Chat Noir before the Lila mess, those friendships remain stable: as does her friendship with Alya due to her getting to know her during the whole ordeal, but she does have a rough time making new friends. Zoe, a young girl who seems to have good intentions, but is quite dishonest (much like Lila) is the first example of this issue, and the two aren’t able to become friends until Zoe proves that she’s willing to be honest with others. Marinette and Kagami also have a rough start (due to Marinette not being sure what to make of this mysterious, intense girl). Fortunately, they still become good friends and Marinette is finally able to start moving past this fear (basically, the episode where Tomoe gets akumatized is gonna be the equivalent to Sandboy for MTS Adrien in terms of MTS Marinette’s development). (There’s also her slowly befriending most of the class, but those plots are much more self contained.) Either way, Marinette ends the show with a stable group of friends who want support her just as much as she wants to support them.

Conclusion:

That pretty much wraps up my notes on Marinette’s character. If there’s anything about her you’d like to know more about, feel free to send me an ask! (Also @dumblr-account, if there’s something you think I should have included, let me know.)

After this I’ll probably post a poll asking people about what (of three ideas I’m planning on talking about first) they’d like to see next, so stay tuned (if you want to, at least)!

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Frieren: Beyond Journey's End Episode 14 Review - The Mirrored Lotus

Beautiful episode. Probably my favorite so far. It’s nothing action-packed, but the subtlety behind each scene was beautifully crafted. Seriously, the writer is seriously talented for being able to give out a lot but not too much simultaneously. There are seriously good moments spread throughout this episode and Sein seriously blends well with the group.

The first half was so cute. Sein really gives the group dynamic a push forward positively.  He suddenly becomes the father figure of the team with the way he’s giving advice to Stark and Fern after they had a spat. The reason for the quarrel is because Stark didn’t know it was Fern’s birthday and that he didn’t get a present for her. Sein actually does a good job being a mediator for both sides as he gives Fern insight on how Stark feels as a boy towards a girl his age and knows that she is inexperienced with boys in general due to her upbringing. Sein is seriously very intuitive and the mature balance the party needs. It sucks that he won’t be around for long.

Being a proper and reasonable adult gets Frieren to be reminded of how Heiter behaved once he adopted Fern. While he looks proper and mature, he is actually playing a farce; he isn’t a proper adult, but he is pretending to be one because children and those younger than him need that stability in their lives. When Frieren asked who would praise him for behaving virtuously, he replied with the Goddess, which then caused Frieren to pat Heiter on the head; remember that Heiter was always the one who patted Frieden’s head, much to her annoyance. Now that the roles have been reversed, Heiter’s reaction is different from Frieren’s in that he enjoys it. The flashback then cuts back into Frieren who pats Sein’s head and praises him for being a proper adult. I think this is a very sweet scene in that Frieren is now understanding the concept of being the proper adult. While adults give a lot, they rarely receive, so Frieren decided to be the one who gives praises to the adults that deserve it. Make sure to give head pats to the kind and proper adults around you!

Stark and Fern’s interaction really is cute. Stark brings out a cuter side to Fern that Frieren doesn’t. Because both are around the same age and both were sheltered, they’re hilariously awkward around each other. Watching them feels like a slow burn teen romcom and I’m all for that. I ship these two a lot. It’s nice to see that they both learned something after this ordeal. I liked that these two ACTUALLY took time and apologized to each other for their actions. It’s pretty rare for a shounen story to have two characters in conflict directly say they’re sorry to each other’s faces. Good job on the writer’s part!

As a birthday present, Stark buys a bracelet with a mirrored lotus design on it. Sein tells Stark that it symbolizes eternal love. While Stark had no idea about it, Fern still finds the bracelet precious and doesn’t want Stark to second-guess himself. It turns out that Frieren has a ring that Himmel gave to her with a similar design. The second half of the episode is about Frieren realizing how important that ring is to her after realizing that Himmel definitely knew what the mirrored lotus pattern meant. The scene where Himmel knelt down and placed the ring on her finger definitely showed that Himmel was clearly in love with her. While Frieren didn’t feel the same way yet, her feelings for Himmel are special in a way, much different than what she felt for other humans.

There’s a difference between the ring and bracelet, however. The ring looks like a bud, while Fern’s bracelet has the flower in bloom. I think it symbolizes the stages of love the two pairs are in. For Fern and Stark, the lotus is in bloom, meaning that love has definitely bloomed between them. For Frieren and Himmel, it was a bud because it has yet to blossom—in fact, the mutuality of their love is only starting to bloom; it’s unfortunate that the process has started after Himmel’s death. The budding lotus really does parallel to the slow passage of time Frieren has.

The people from the Hero’s Party were really good people. Heiter, while a corrupt priest with his alcoholic tendencies and his pickiness, was still kindhearted and virtuous. He didn’t stray off course and abided to his duties as a priest. He even adopted Fern because of Himmel’s influence. While I’ve seen people talk about Himmel a lot, I feel like Heiter isn’t as appreciated; he’s definitely a very compelling character. I love that Eisen is comically hilarious. He does these monstrous feats that is impossible for humans, yet doesn’t bat an eye; the fact that Heiter is always freaked out about this is hilarious. Himmel is actually a very interesting character. The story always has glimpses of what he’s like as a character and he reminds me a lot of Sorey from Tales of Zestiria in that both are kindhearted, pure and always stands their ground which never allows them to stray off their path; most of all, they are always there for others more than themselves. Himmel seems like a flawless character, but it’s actually amazing how he’s not written to be bland despite his lack of flaws.

This anime is already at the halfway point now. There are 28 episodes total, if you wanted to know. It’s crazy how half of the show has already aired. I do wonder how this show will end and if there will be a season 2 in the future. The overall message of this episode is that the passage of time can be cruel, so it’s best to appreciate what you have before you lose it—I think that’s the overall message of this story too? What are your thoughts about this episode?

[jawritter]

Carry On

Chapter 11

Summary: It was just a simple hunt, found on a pie festival. It was supposed to be easy. Something they’d all done one hundred and one times a million. No one could have told Y/N, Dean, and Sam that nothing from that point on would ever be the same again.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader x Sam Winchester

Word Count: 2k

Warnings:  Pain, and a lot of it. (physical therapy isn’t for everyone)

Due to the graphic nature of this fic, and the fact that it will eventually contain Smut. This fic is an 18 + only fic! If you’re under 18 DO NOT read this fic!

A/N: This fic is beta’d by @kazsrm67​​​ Thanks so much love! Please do not copy my work! Feedback is golden! I hope you all enjoy this ride with me!

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“We’re almost there,” Y/N attempted to encourage him, but Dean didn’t even bother opening his eyes; he just grunted in response. 

He hadn’t wanted to go to physical therapy to begin with, and while hunters very rarely did anything right, especially when it came to injuries and wound care, Y/N had done all she could to convince him that he needed to do the physical therapy. Now, she wished she’d never brought him at all. 

When they had left The Bunker, Dean was at least somewhat picking up his feet when he walked instead of dragging them, and he was standing up a little straighter; seemingly carrying his weight better, not looking like the slightest movement was going to tear his lungs out. When they left the physical therapy center, he could barely move his feet, he was breathing as if every breath he took nearly tore his chest open, and if he had not been holding onto her, she was sure that he wouldn’t have been able to stand up at all. To say she was livid was an understatement. 

They tried to tell her that the first week, day, was always ‘a little rough’, but she heard Dean tell them over and over again that it hurt, and that he wanted to stop, but they kept pushing him. She determined then that she and Sam would help him from now on. It had always been Dean and Sam from the beginning, and she’d do whatever she had to; study, read, whatever, to help learn how to help him regain his strength, but this, this was not the way to do it. Instead of helping him, they had set him back, and she was not okay with that; in fact, she was fuming. Her hands were shaking when she got him into the car and text Sam telling him she’d probably need help getting Dean  back into his room when they got there. 

He didn’t utter a word as Y/N pulled Baby back into her designated stop in the garage, and only grunted slightly as Sam helped pull him to his feet and basically carried him to his room.

“What did they do to him?” Sam questioned her; Y/N just shook her head as he laid his brother onto the bed before Y/N started to take his shoes off of him so that she could undress him. 

“Too fucking much,” she snapped. 

She wasn’t really mad at Sam as much as she was herself. Dean had told her he didn’t want to go, and she should have listened to him. 

“I’m not making him go back there Sam, we will just help him here. At least when he walked out of here this morning he was doing okay, he could hardly move a toe without being in pain. He told them they were hurting him, but they just kept pushing him and pushing him.”

Y/N tossed his shoes into the corner unceremoniously, and Miracle moved from the door mildly offended at the noise as she crossed the room to his dresser to get Dean some more comfortable clothes to help him into. 

Sam said nothing, but judging by the look on his face he was just as irritated as Y/N was about the whole situation, and moved to start helping Dean out of his shirt and sweats so Y/N could come behind him and dress him in his favorite hotdog pajama pants and a loose T-shirt. 

“I’m going to go and call them, find out why they kept pushing him and what exactly they did to him. From now on we can work with him at home, and I’ll do some research, see what other things we can do to help him here,” Sam voiced after a moment, “Do you guys need anything else right now?” 

“No,” Y/N huffed as she ran her hand harshly through her hair. “No, I’m just gonna let him rest, and see if he wants to eat something in a little bit. Maybe we can bribe him with a burger or something, get him moving around a little.”

Sam gave her a tight nod as he closed their bedroom door as quietly as possible, and Y/N turned around to face Dean, who had not moved one inch since Sam and herself had gotten him undressed and back into his favorite PJ’s. 

This was the hard part of taking care of someone that had been hurt like this. The moments of complete and utter helplessness; moments where you think you’re doing all the right things, just to find out that maybe you were wrong. The part that you take six steps forward, to only take ten back. The kicker of it all? It feels like it could have been avoided had she just listened to him in the first place when he said he didn’t want to go. 

Everything in her, every molecule of her being, wished she would have stopped him from walking out of that hotel room the night of the hunt. She wished with everything in her she would have just refused to let him get in the car. Put a fucking gun to his skull and refused to let him walk into that Goddamn barn. She longed to see him up walking around, drinking with his brother, driving his Baby, hunting things, but fuck it felt like that was never gonna happen again, all because he decided to take that fucking case in Ohio. Why? It wasn’t fair? But fair or unfair what was done was done, and since Chuck had been put in his place, there was no going back now, there was no saving him. There were no ‘do overs’. 

“You gonna come lay down here next to me, or you just gonna stare off into the nothing over there,” Dean’s voice sounded from the bed, and she turned to find him staring at her. She pressed her mouth into a thin line as she crawled into the bed next to him, careful not to jostle him around too much. 

“I thought you were sleeping,” she admitted, and he smirked to himself. 

“Ehh, you where standing there thinking so fucking loud I think you woke me up,” he joked with a sarcastic snort, and she gave him her best attempt at a bitch face. “What were you thinking about over there anyway?” Dean questioned, and Y/N sighed heavily as he reached to lace his fingers with her own. 

“Nothing important,” she murmured, but Dean wasn’t having it. Sometimes she swore the man could see right through her. 

“Bullshit,” he called her out as he grunted and rolled onto his side with some effort to face her, “What’s really going on in that pretty little head of yours?”

She blushed in spite of herself. She really hated the way he seemed to hit her right in the feels so easily sometimes. She was a hunter for fucks sake! She felt as though she should be in better control of her emotions than she was! But when she was around him? Well, let’s just say it was a lot harder to keep herself in check than she’d like to admit. 

“Just stuff I can’t change Dean, it’s not important,” she tried to brush him off again, but his eyes where all too knowing, and he grimaced as he brushed a piece of hair away from her face as she rolled over to face him too, tucking herself under his arm next to him to help him take some of the pressure off of his back, and give him something to lean on. 

“Don’t kick yourself baby, I’ll be fine, I promise, they just really, really kicked my ass in there today,” he tried, but she shook her head, she should have known he’d downplay it or try and say it was because he wasn’t strong enough that the physical therapy was such a disaster. Dean Winchester blaming himself for things that he couldn’t control was something that was just always going to be until the end of their lives. 

“You said you didn’t want to go, and I made you go anyway,” she said, “I should have listened to you. I’m sorry.”

Dean’s mouth formed a thin line, and his dimples appeared, and fuck if she didn’t want to just kiss that look off of his face, but at the same time it was so fucking cute. 

“You’re right, I didn’t want to go, and I don’t want to go back,” he admitted, “But on the other hand, I want to get better.”

Y/N shook her head and huffed slightly as Dean captured her chin with his fingertips and made her look back at him. 

“You don’t get it do you sweetheart?” Dean questioned, “I’d walk through hell in a gasoline soaked hoodie if it meant that I could one day be able to carry my own weight again. If it meant that I could be what you deserved me to be, and not some dependent that you have to help walk down the goddamn hallway. If physical therapy is the way I’m gonna have to get there, then, I’ll do it, over and over again. It will either help me or kill me; either way is better than the state I’m in.”

“I don’t like seeing you like this,” Y/N admitted, “At least when we left the bunker this morning you were getting around better than you were when we got here, and you’re still in pain, I can tell by the way you’re breathing, so don’t downplay shit for my benefit Winchester. From now on, I’m going to help you with the physical therapy, and so will Sam, but I’m not making you go back to that place. You take one step, then we’re gonna take it together, and I’m not gonna stop until you get to where you want to be. Neither is Sam.”

Dean chewed on the thought of that for a moment, clearly weighing the pros and cons of doing his physical therapy with Y/N and Sam. 

“Okay, we will do it here then, but I don’t want you guys going easy on me just because I’m in a little pain. This is never gonna work if you don’t push me sweetheart,” Dean admitted before capturing her lips, kissing her deeply, leaving no room for doubt or confusion, stealing her breath away as well as any argument that might have been rising in her chest. 

The action was completely unexpected, and when he pulled away from her, she was completely stunned, but she’d be a liar if she said she didn’t like it, or if she said she hadn’t wanted to be kissed by Dean Winchester more times than she could care to admit. 

His green gaze searched hers, a hint of fear there, but he kept it well hidden. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do that,” he admitted after a moment, and she blushed deeply before ducking her head away from his gaze, grinning like an idiot in spite of herself. 

“And you don’t know how long I’ve wanted you to do it,” she voiced before forcing herself to look back into his searching eyes, a clear relief flooding them, much to her surprise. 

“I almost lost my chance, and since I woke up, honey I’ve wasted enough time in my life living for someone else, chasing someone else’s demons. It’s about fucking time I started taking what I want for a chance, and if you will have me, I want you so fucking bad.”

“Dean, what’s brought this on?” she questioned, and Dean licked his lips nervously before forcing himself to sit up, and she mimicked his actions, one hand outstretched to catch him if he needed the extra support. 

“I told you, I almost lost the chance to have you. Laying there on that fucking table today reminded me of just how close I came to never having a chance to have the things people told me I never deserved. I’m tired of waiting around, waiting for the opportunity to be just right, or the next disaster to be diverted, when all I want is a chance to love someone, and for once have them love me back, and that someone is you Y/N/N, it always has been.”

Words failed her, and for a moment, she thought she was dreaming; even debated on pinching herself to make sure, but all she could do in that moment was pull herself up into his arms, and kiss him again. Because for years, all that she’d held back, all that she’d wanted to say, suddenly, it was all stuck in her throat, and all she could do was launch herself into him.  There were really no words for how badly she wanted him; how badly she’d always wanted him, and how much she loved him. She wasn’t ready to say it outloud yet, but she did. She loved that man more than she thought possible, and she didn’t give a fuck how ‘broken’ he thought he was, she loved him, and he loved her. 

A throat cleared in the doorway, and the pair parted to turn and find Sam standing at the door of Dean’s bedroom with his arms folded over his slender chest, a smirk planted on his lips, “It’s about goddamn time,” he admitted, and Y/N narrowed her eyes at him. 

“And how fucking long have you been standing there?” Y/N questioned breathlessly; Sam snorted in response. 

“Long enough,” he answered simply before walking deeper into the room and sitting down at the chair in the corner of Dean’s room. “I just got off the phone with Dean’s primary, she’s gonna send me some stuff over to do with him at home from now on, and advised that we see her at least once every two weeks to keep a check on his progress.”

“So it begins then,” Dean said, pulling Y/N closer to his chest as he slowly rested his back against the stack of pillows behind him. “Never thought you’d have to take care of me Sammy, this is always supposed to have been the other way around.”

Sam shook his head for a moment before shrugging, “You’ve been pulling my ass out of the fire as long as I can remember Dean; it’s time I return the favor. You’re gonna be just fine, man. You’ve already come a long way, and with the three of us; Y/N, Eileen, and myself, you’re gonna get there. I promise you.”

Dean swallowed thickly and nodded behind Y/N, but said nothing. There was still some hesitancy there, and maybe there would be until Dean saw what he thought was real improvement; but one thing was for sure, she felt a lot better than she did a while ago when they’d gotten home, and she felt hopeless and defeated. It means she thought there might be a thin, small light at the end of the tunnel. Honestly, she’d take it; it was the first little bit of light she’d seen at the end of this thing in a long time. At least now there was hope.

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"Roses & Thorns" Fic Notes

Roses & Thorns is finally done! It really slowed down there at the end as my life got busy, but I had a lot of fun with it. No playlist this time since I was mostly listening to random stuff as I felt like it.

Epilogue Life:

Catra moves to Bright Moon so Adora can keep cheerleading, which she does professionally until her mid-thirties before switching to cheer coaching for middle schoolers. As mentioned in the epilogue, they get married two years after the show. One day they looked at how much of the tapestry they had done and were both suddenly like, oh, I’m ready to be married. Within a few months they had everything thrown together for the wedding. Someone working with their wedding planner leaked news of their wedding to the press, which is what led DT to digging around and finding their date, but aside from a few tabloid stories like Former Bachelorette Couple Tie the Knot and a carefully curated Instagram post on Catra’s page, the public doesn’t learn much about it. They mostly get added as a statistic to the show’s wikipedia page as a successful relationship that made it to marriage and is still together. Catra slowly transitions into more all-encompassing graphic design work until she follows through on her speculation from Fantasy Suites and starts working with a charity dedicated to providing equipment to hybrid children and schools. She still does other work on the side sometimes, but she’s happy with the direction her career has gone, and she keeps up a sparse public Instagram to make some posts promoting her work — pre- and post-charity shift — and to flaunt the life and relationship that she really can’t believe she has now. Adora’s old Instagram is still up and public but she abandoned it and only uses a private one now because she really just wanted to leave the show behind. Adora and Catra go down as an odd and rare case in the franchise. The show never risks casting an ex again even though it would certainly go closer to the way they intended the next time. The casting directors insist that they knew the love story could work if given the right encouragement and that’s why they brought Catra in. Adora and Catra are always brought up in discussions of odd or adorable Bachelor couples, especially after they get married. They were also, yknow, the only queer couple to come from the show until Melendy’s season, so that made them stand out a lot too. Adora’s seasons did end up being as positive when it comes to representation as something like that can be and she’s proud of what she managed and what came of it in the end.

Chapter 1: Opening Ceremony

⦁ I was, like, really nervous to do this fic. I didn’t want to step on any toes but I really loved the idea so after sitting on it for a few months I decided fuck it, I’ll start writing it just to see if I like it. Once I realized it was definitely going to be a whole fic, I went poking around for socials and found petty_labelle’s permission statement and was like oh thank god XD Obviously some tropes don’t require credit to anyone (celebrity AUs, there was only one bed, etc), but this was a case of direct inspiration no matter how wildly different the fics were once you pass the word “bachelorette,” so I’m really glad they were down for it.

⦁ Speaking of, having to type bachelorette so many times might just have driven me insane. I hate spelling that word.

⦁ Usually the bachelor/ette is cast from the one of the fan favorites of the last season. So whatever girl the bachelor didn’t pick would become the next bachelorette, etc (it isn’t always that clear cut; sometimes it’s a girl that got sent home sooner or a girl from a season further back). In this case, there was an open casting call because none of the contestants from previous seasons who they knew/thought were sapphic were willing to either come back or come out, which is how Adora ended up on the show as a nobody to the franchise but a strong contender thanks to her prominent cheerleading career (and being hot. Let’s be honest it’s a third charisma, a third being willing to play ball, and a third being hot).

⦁ Finding out this show usually films in just 6-9 weeks was less surprising than it should have been but still insane. I thought it was three months since most seasons are 10-13 episodes (I think) (and also the fic that set this off was literally called 12 weeks) but I looked it up and. Nope. So I gave Adora like 7-8 weeks in the middle range. That shorter time range actually worked better for the fic, it’s just an insane premise for the real show. 90 Day Fiancee has more realistic expectations! Come on!

⦁ Okay, I know the women pull up to the mansion in a limo, but for some reason while writing it I thought it was all in different limos which doesn’t even make sense. Anyway, after I verified that I edited the language around it to make it more clear they were coming from the same car.

⦁ I also think the host is usually there to greet the women too, but it doesn’t matter how those greetings normally go in this case, because it was a unique moment and Hope was going to be there regardless so she could partially guide it.

⦁ I also have no idea if someone’s ex coming on the show has any precedent, but I’m saying for Etheria it’s a first.

⦁ “-a dashing magicat’s body” Listen, Glimmer is aware that Catra is hot.

⦁ When Glimmer asks “how could you not tell us” she isn’t meaning in a hurt “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me” way but in a “how did you hold that in?” kind of way.

⦁ Canned phrases I know from this show are “Can I steal you away?” (to get one-on-one time), “Here for the wrong/right reasons” (when someone is ‘suspected’ to only be there to get famous rather than get married), “I want to focus on us” (focusing on your relationship with the bachelor/ette instead of all the other contestants and drama getting in the way), and then something like “Trust the process” (you know, cult mindset cutting out questioning the establishment and contrived doctrines).

Chapter 2: Here of the Wrong Reasons

⦁ That first night at the cocktail party I imagine as being a lot like Princess Prom, with Adora trying to focus on getting to know all these new women and figure out who she has the best chances with but she keeps getting distracted by glimpses of Catra through the crowd. The other contestants didn’t know what to make of it, but the ones that overheard Catra was Adora’s ex told others until it spread through the crowd. The consensus among the women at first was this was a TV thing and they probably didn’t have to actually worry about Catra too much. That slowly changed.

⦁ Damn near every season DT goes undercover at the first cocktail party. One of the lead’s brothers did this as a bartender once and I think it would be an interesting way to gather a bit more info to further their storylines. Because of this, Adora barely saw them on the first night.

⦁ I went back and forth on how I was going to handle the other contestants: if they were going to be the other princesses, or largely a blank mass, or a more detailed cast of originals. I ended up somewhere between those last two. I also considered having the other characters from the show working on set, but when the idea for a watch party came to me (because I really wanted to show what people at home were seeing here and there), that cemented where the other characters would be and left me with OCs for the other women.

⦁ Names came from… All over. I hate coming up with them, so I did the lazy thing and scrolled through the characters list on Wiki Grayskull (I know, fuck Fandom [company], I’m sorry). Elmora is a minor character in the OG series. Veena was Grayskull’s queen in the He-man reboot I saw 5 minutes of in 2002. Serenia is a folk hero in the reboot (and the name of the constellation that helped them locate Darla). Swen is the (fake, but presumably real somewhere else given DTs impersonation tendencies) piano player from the Enchanted Grotto. Faith is a recurring Random OC Name in my fics and also just ironic. Melendy Britt was the VA for OG Adora and Catra. That one is honestly an homage since she voiced like a fourth of the women in the OG series.

⦁ Originally the fic was supposed to roll straight from the first chapter into the confrontation night, but that pacing seemed too sudden and I wanted to explore more of the TV side. Also, Adora needed a horse riding date and there wasn’t one anywhere in the other plans so I put it in here.

⦁ When the horse riding date idea came up I had to be like “wait… could Tali do this?” and that’s when I found out that prosthetic arms have come a lot farther than they were the last time I looked into them. Tali can absolutely go horse riding.

⦁ For years after the show, Adora will joke that being on it was worth it just for the horseback riding day, even when she’s literally holding hands with her wife.

⦁ Storm is the actual name of Catra’s horse in… the toys at least? I’m not actually sure if that made it on-screen in the filmation version but it’s from the OG canon regardless.

⦁ Catra did not intend to sabotage the horse date. At first. She was mad at Adora for bringing her somewhere she knew Catra would be scared, but said fear meant she fully intended to spend the entire date refusing to play ball. That lasted until she saw Adora and Serenia kissing, and especially how excited Adora looked, realizing that if she wasn’t going to play along Adora might turn to someone who was.

⦁ The horse debacle got cut so it looked like Swift Wind just bucked for no reason and it gave Tali and Adora a cute moment together. They could have made it into a whole thing, but once Catra won, they cut the interviews implying anything happened there. The other girls never really knew if anything happened, but the crew definitely did. They caught a little bit of it on camera (although not well), they goaded even more of it, and one of the staff retrieved the crop afterwards as the smoking gun.

⦁ The first group date of the week (horse riding) was mostly people Adora wanted to connect with, the second was production’s orchestration (the softball date that didn’t make it into the fic because Catra wasn’t on it), and then Erika got a one-on-one “because she hadn’t had time with Adora yet” (actually because she and Lauren were making out the night before and Catra was onto them, but only had a hunch, so she could look all jealous and spurned on camera when Erika got picked). Adora also gave Lauren a rose because 1) production told her she should and 2) she actually did want the resulting one-on-one time with Lauren to sus her out.

⦁ Glimmer eating popcorn with chopsticks was actually in chapter one but I was worried people were gonna call it stereotyping or something when I know people who do it IRL, and then I talked to them and they said it’s the superior method so I just stuck it in anyway. I eat popcorn with a spoon sometimes for the same reason, but chopsticks really are better if you can use them, my hands just shake too much to be reliable.

⦁ Melendy was one of the last girls to arrive at the mansion because production didn’t want to muddy the waters for Catra’s arrival. Catra assured them she and Adora were very serious for a long time before it broke bad and Adora would remember her immediately, but they wanted to get that moment of instant shock from Adora with her hopefully not even thinking about Catra’s existence and suddenly being faced with her. If Catra was telling the truth about how important they were to each other, even the sight of another magicat might have put her on Adora’s mind.

⦁ Melendy was supposed to be a potential rival, but in a less orchestrated way than Lauren where she was playing out a storyline at production’s direction. Melendy was an actual potential relationship they thought might stand a chance with Adora, and in that case Catra would have really hated her and it would have been great drama, but Catra could tell from the beginning that while Melendy would be sticking around for a while, she wasn’t exciting or challenging enough for Adora. Which is good, because production was absolutely right about the kind of rivalry they would have had and it would have made Catra look a lot worse than getting defensive over someone “cheating” on Adora.

⦁ I kind of assume bedroom locks are a no-go on reality shows in general because, well, what if they lock the camera out from some drama? But they’re also renting places like the mansion and it seems like those houses would Have Locks and they wouldn’t install different doorknobs just for the show. Idk, but I am saying that if they don’t usually have them they gave Catra and Lauren rooms with locks so they don’t actually kill each other. (Although, conversely, they put Catra and Melendy in the same room partially to up their drama — and partially so they only had to worry about one room that could accommodate magicats).

⦁ I’m not actually sure on the use of mic packs vs boom mics on reality TV. I know there’s pool/beach/bikini dates on the Bachelor though, which by necessity require a boom mic since you can’t put a mic pack on a bikini without pulling it off, so I’m leaning towards them usually using a boom unless a mic pack is required. Initially I had them using mic packs and throwing them out the window, but I decided that was just a little unnecessary.

⦁ I mentioned the window both because of that and as a hint towards how Catra saw Faith getting up to some business.

⦁ Catra looks uncomfortable not because she’s telling the truth, but because she’s finally confronting the fact that she doesn’t want Adora to send her home.

Chapter 3: Can I Steal You Away?

⦁ This and chapter 2 were supposed to be one as I said, but then it got reeeeeeally long, and cutting to the watch party meant reshowing — from the TV perspective — some stuff that had already happened, so it seemed a good place to cut them and use that as a “recap.”

⦁ The “we need to talk” was actually a dub-over that Adora recorded later and they just modified to sound muffled but still understandable. They kind of just barely picked up the “no cameras” part but the rest of the conversation was murmuring at best. Part of how Adora kept from getting in (much) trouble was giving them the voice over and just generally complying with all the fall out that came from it like interviews and reshoots.

⦁ The shots of Catra pacing were in fact reshoots, but that did happen, it was just behind a locked door first.

⦁ Catra was up in the room for close to an hour, only coming down when she thought she might be in danger of missing their chance to talk (or at least making it seem natural). She spent that time having a small crisis over how much she didn’t want Adora to stop chasing after her, even if she was doing it with suspicion.

⦁ I actually have no clue where the bachelor/ette stays when the girls are at the mansion, so I just kind of went, eh, guest house? I know they’re not allowed in the main house without a camera, but it seems like a hotel would be pretty far.

⦁ “I’m not an ***hole who can’t see my ex happy,” that is exactly what Catra told herself she was the whole time, but if she can lie to herself she certainly can lie to the camera.

⦁ The rose reshoot cut from the real footage at the moment Adora went off screen, then to the new footage of her walking up to the vase and selecting a rose, then to real but carefully cropped footage of Catra’s reaction so you can’t see the flower she’s really accepting, and then to a further back reshoot of Catra holding the rose as Adora redelivers her line. They used the initial audio and reactions where they could.

⦁ Melendy was nesting because she was anxious after the Very Weird night. There was also a part of her that said “well, if Adora and Catra patch things up, then I’m out” because she was used to things like this only “needing” one token magicat, but obviously Adora doesn’t feel like that. They did look a little similar in human eyes (IDK if the description of Melendy ended up staying in the fic, but: brown coat, dark brown hair, two yellow eyes, no stripes) so Melendy thought it might also be weird to Adora from that angle if she did end up rejecting Catra.

Chapter 4: Right Choices

⦁ I found out that strip dodgeball exists on the Bachelorette and went, yeah, so I can use that. People didn’t refuse to answer often so “Bare Your Soul” never got too racy, but some clothes did come off.

⦁ Tali just calls Jewel “queer” because he is gay, even though what he realized back in middle school was actually that he was trans. She wasn’t going to say that on television, though, because he wouldn’t want her to. He didn’t mind people knowing he was generally queer, though.

⦁ Glimmer’s comment about Veena not posting proves that she did follow Veena before that happened, because otherwise she would have no idea. She actually followed all of them from the moment she knew the casting but tried to resist the urge to do too much digging on them since the show had already wrapped shooting and her research could just end up taunting her with knowing someone is super wrong for Adora that she then had to watch go all the way to final three. And well… that still ended up happening in a way.

⦁ They did cut the exchange about how the show was crazy, but they did use Catra’s “I’m only here for you” audio for some promos which some eagle-eyed fans noticed was never actually in the show. I’m sure that’s not uncommon though.

⦁ Hope didn’t question Adora’s request for two reasons: 1) Adora actually asked to do it on camera rather than trying to sneak down for whatever it was, 2) if she stopped Adora to ask questions, Adora might think about what she was doing, and having someone in an emotional fugue state usually makes for better TV. Everybody could tell the vibes died as soon as Sylvia implied that she didn’t want to date a cheerleader so it was obvious that Adora was questioning something when she called her up.

⦁ I learned a lot about the show listening to that recap podcast (which covered a few seasons of the Bachelor, the Bachelorette, and Bachelor in Paradise until… that summer), but it’s also been years since I’ve listened to it/it was canceled. I based most of the pacing for women getting eliminated and when hometowns and shit would happen off of the episode summaries for recent seasons I found online. I wasn’t worried about doing it exactly since this is Etheria and it varies between season (see: Clare running off with “her future husband” in episode four), but I didn’t want to do something wildly wrong either.

⦁ My general (not set in stone) idea for the show’s timing was week one was obviously introductions, week two was horseback riding, football, and Erika’s one-on-one, week three had the confrontation with Catra, week four had the coming out date (amongst others), week five had the Sylvia drama and cheerleading date, week six was the two-on-one, and week seven was hometowns. Week eight was fantasy suites, the women tell all happens (I don’t see a lot of people saying they like the wo/men tell all specials. There’s a reason I mostly left it out of the fic. It’s a boring rehash), and then week ten was the long-ass finale. I’ll be honest: the coming out and cheerleading date were supposed to be the same week but I think you’re not supposed to give the same person two dates in one episode. Showing that transitioning perspective from the viewership angle was important, though, so the whole Sylvia thing and an extra week got added in for it.

⦁ Melendy was actually still sharing a room with Catra during the night visit, they just kicked her out before Adora got there and no one brought it up until Adora was leaving and noticed the second bed.

⦁ No one says anything after Adora says she was letting the other girls sleep because she was admitted that Catra was staying without realizing. Now, this was incredibly obvious, but Catra still needed to process it.

⦁ Adora stayed awhile just cuddling and murmuring a bit to each other, but eventually she started feeling really tired and reluctantly left Catra’s arms for her own room.

⦁ Adora sent home Serenia, Elmora, Swen (mostly cut character, but she was supposed to be the main butch rep that season that Adora still kept when there was little chemistry was, again: representation!), & a rando I guess. I didn’t want to introduce twenty women’s names to keep track of, so I tried to come up with enough to have variety in the date composition without bogging things down or getting confusing. You can tell which ones you’re supposed to remember by the fact you could recognize their names going in lmao.

Chapter 5: The Dragon Slayer

⦁ Chapters four and five were also supposed to be one chapter, so I’m really following in 12 weeks’ footsteps with the two-part chapters LOL

⦁ Production was fine with Adora letting a bunch of girls go at once because it was dramatic and she was explicitly doing it to focus on the girls she felt better about (she had actually hung onto girls a bit more than they expected until then), but they couldn’t let both of Catra’s rivals go at once because then there would have been no conclusion to that plot at all and it would have felt really weird from a TV perspective, so they put their foot down on Faith.

⦁ The reason they planned for Catra and Melendy originally, though, was that they did expect Faith to be gone already. Adora cut so many girls at once they had to pick their battles, so they decided to keep the biggest villain rather than worry about the rest of it. If Catra and Faith went on a date together, it would have been fireworks, but at that point it would have been obvious who was going home. Catra and Melendy, on the other hand, would be two girls who were final four material, so people Actually Invested In Adora’s relationships would have been highly invested in the date.

⦁ Originally, Adora went into this chapter with Serenia still on her roster too (she stuck by the rules and let her keep her rose) and Catra, unaware of what had happened between them, included her on the list of girls she gave Adora, in the same category as Melendy. Adora then worried about Catra giving her four names, implying she was ready for Adora to send her home, but Adora couldn’t help offering a rose to Catra anyway, and she was obviously happy to accept. This whole exchange still happens, just with a little less weight since Catra going to hometowns was obvious with only four non-cheaters left. However, last chapter got more dramatic in exchange with Adora taking her rose back from Serenia and seeming to invest in Catra emotionally instead, and I just thought it made more sense for Catra to intend to go through hometowns to really get her message out there before going home.

⦁ Lou (the vineyard owner) is named after Lou Scheimer, a VA for a lot of the male characters on the original She-ra, namely Swift Wind and Light Hope (who was like a sentient beam of light. Listen, just go with it).

⦁ Catra’s allergic to grapes in this because I randomly give her cat allergies when I feel like it and I recently remembered cats and dogs are Kind of allergic to grapes where sometimes One is okay and other times even that is toxic so it’s best to not. Absolutely make sure they never get a hold of a second one, though, and in general you should protect grapes from them.

⦁ Okay, in general, I think the girls are responsible for their own wardrobes, but I do think production probably intervenes here and there, and in Catra’s case she kept wearing suits and the like. For this specific date, DT dropped a hint that she should show up in something ravishing, so Catra borrowed a dress Melendy was saving for Fantasy Suites because she wanted to make it harder to mic her so she could try to get some whispers to Adora. Since they were dropping back home first, Melendy could swap for something new and didn’t mind the loan knowing exactly what Catra was going up against since she told her the night before and Melendy was also mad at Faith for it.

⦁ The “losing focus” comment was both a play on the canned phrase previously mentioned and a reference just for me and my friend.

⦁ Production, in general, was trying to get the clout of a queer season while changing as little as possible, which is a bad call for several reasons, but part of that meant making sure all the women were conventionally attractive and dressed in the way viewers had come to expect. They had all of Three butches on the season, Catra qualifying as one of the soft butches who put her foot down and wore a suit or similar in almost every episode. Adora didn’t mind wearing a dress most of the time even if it wasn’t her usual, but she also insisted on wearing pants sometimes as part of her representation thing (and also just being authentically herself).

⦁ Okay, so villains on the show often end up with a “nemesis” (or just a self-appointed good guy) who eventually warns the lead about their bad behavior. This is the dragon slayer: they don’t win, but they provide a character role and help the lead with things that they wouldn’t know otherwise because production certainly isn’t telling them. This season plays the jealous ex angle at first (for its own drama as they originally intended, and to try to make Catra’s behavior “understandable” once she turns over a new leaf) but as her feud with Lauren grows, Catra starts to seem like the dragon slayer, especially once Adora goes to her for advice on what to do with the other girls. People read that one of two ways: the way the watch party did, or the “oh, they’re not feeling the romance coming back so Adora is going to her for advice like you would with a friend.” This date coming up seems to reinforce the dragon-slayer narrative, but it’s the rare case where telling on someone works out. It helps that what she was telling on wasn’t just something like a hunch about someone wanting to get famous.

⦁ “All this because Catra got horny” Mermista you should see the stuff that happened in other universes because of that. This is nothing.

⦁ I did googling on the spelling of mic as a verb and mostly I got a lot of people with loud — incorrect — opinions. And by incorrect opinions, I mean people saying “it should be this, ‘mic’d’ is stupid,” which is completely missing the point. Language and spelling is not about what “should” be, mic is the accepted term used in the industry. Niche words like this come up all the time and it’s the people who invent those words and use them day in and day out that decide what those words mean and how they’re spelled, not loudmouths on Reddit. Because of all that though, I couldn’t find a consensus. I had to phrase it as “mic’d” though because that’s what the industry says. The people filming wouldn’t have phrased it another way (another suggestion from people on forums online) so I had to find a way to spell it. Consensus seemed to be either mic’d or miked, but the latter does Not look right, so I ended up settling on mic’d.

Chapter 6: Hometowns

⦁ Adora and Teela really had a more kinda “big sister” relationship, but they were both only children and Adora had no concept of family, not to mention they were on a show all about finding romance, so they were kind blinded to it. On the hometown date, they didn’t really talk that much about marriage despite production prompting them around it because they were kind of subconsciously blocking that and also having so much fun together they didn’t question it. Adora wanted to spend time with Teela and thought she was super cool, Teela had a lot of fun and wanted to show Adora all the cool things she experienced and open her up to a new lifestyle she was clearly enamored with, and no one questioned that further because they were getting the gushing confessionals they wanted. Teela’s parents saw such a small cross-section of them they just saw them having fun together and didn’t second-guess it.

⦁ By the time of Catra’s hometown, production had figured out that Catra was going to be final two (even though Adora hadn’t). Adora hadn’t even fully processed that Catra was going to Fantasy Suites with her since Melendy got cut. Production knew they really had to humanize her, which had been a slow shift in narrative behind the scenes the more it became clear Adora was actually giving Catra a chance now, but this was when the scramble happened. They were lining up their editors and ready to get Catra anything she needed for her hometown, even if it ended up untraditional. This was their mold-breaking season, after all, and even though they followed the formula pretty well for most of it, there were some big moments, and this ended up being one of them.

⦁ I’m like 99% sure volunteer dates have been done on the show before when the star was an activist or something but I can’t think of any examples so I can’t back that up. Either way, it’s definitely not common, but it was Catra trying to get a positive message out there, like she talks about in her Fantasy Suite.

⦁ Adora weird texts were because she needed Glimmer to at least be open to being in Catra’s corner considering the bombshell they were going to get later.

⦁ Usually hometowns are for sussing out 1) if someone is being real with you because what their families are like and what they say around them tells you a lot, 2) if they’re ready for marriage (it seems like every season there’s someone in the family who tells the lead their child/sibling/nibling/etc isn’t ready for marriage or doesn’t seem like themselves around them), and 3) if you’re really in love. Sometimes people do get left dramatically mid-hometown (like the one in season 19 where the bachelorette realized she wasn’t ready to meet his family when she got there and left him on the street to VISIT THEM ALONE comes to mind oh my god. Like she wasn’t wrong to not lead him on but that sucks. I found out about this after writing the Melendy shit btw lmao) but usually someone is only cut at the end.

⦁ I didn’t include Tali’s hometown, even though it could have included some good angst, because 1) I really wanted to end on that line about disappearing into the trees, 2) all the internal debate Adora had during it was just a Less Aware™️ version of the angst from the Final Rose chapter so it felt repetitive. I know that made it “more obvious” who Adora was going to choose but… if you didn’t know that from chapter one I can’t help you.

Chapter 7: Fantasy Suites

⦁ The conversation during the watch party speculating about the order the show was using for the girls is kind of the prelude to them picking up the subtext in chapter 9.

⦁ The mentions of their final dinner tie into a cut scene I might post separately, but then I came up with new context which is my actual in-universe explanation: their first date didn’t involve dinner. However, there was a family restaurant the football team would go to for victory dinners sometimes, dragging some of the cheerleaders along, and of course wherever Adora went Catra did too, so they had eaten there before, just never on their own.

⦁ It wasn’t until I was editing this scene that I realized you might not know what the date cards are if you hadn’t watched the show but like. I was too lazy to add an explainer lmao. I’ll do it here though: basically the host (or the lead) gives out date cards every week with a little ~teaser title~ on it and the list of names for the people going on in (for instance “Bare Your Soul”). Kinda punny/foreshadowing names like that come up. For Fantasy Suites, it’s basically a card inviting them to go up to the Fantasy Suite together.

⦁ I was picturing a specific hotel in Thailand for their resort, but I don’t know what this hotel is or when or how I saw it. I remember seeing video touring the whole thing at some point though. Anyway it quite literally backed onto the forest with monkeys running all over and stuff. I don’t know what the technical difference between forest and jungle is but my brain says if there’s monkeys and a bazillion percent humidity it’s probably a jungle.

Chapter 8: Interlude

⦁ The reason Light Hope is the host and not DT is two-fold: 1) I cast Hope for the host/producer role because of her manipulative role in canon, before my brain caught up with the fact that hey, this is reality TV, why isn’t DT here? And 2) the in-canon reason is DT needs to manage all these story lines, which means they are the one that needs to be available off camera at all times to prod someone at just the right moment or manage things to create dramatic moments, and they have more opportunity for that if they aren’t the one hosting. I did consider having them be the host of just the Wo/Men Tell All special, but tbh Adora would have accidentally blurted out spoilers if DT was around to goad them so it had to go this way lmao.

⦁ I watched a bunch of Bachelor/ette anouncements on YouTube (again, having never seen the show, recaps usually sum it up as “[the host] announces [x] is our new Bachelor/ette”) and wow there is no consistency to them. Almost every single one was a little different and set up differently, but a common model was “Your new bachelor/ette, [x]” followed by applause as they walk out in evening wear, so I went with that but added in a bit like the contestants normally do when coming out of the limo because that felt fitting both with the franchise and with the fact that this was Adora’s introduction to the franchise. In the announcements I saw, not once did they use a last name because everybody watching already new who “Joey” or whoever was from watching the season, but again, Adora was brand new to the franchise, so a full name and bit made sense for her.

⦁ Deena was one of my “potential names” that I didn’t end up using/needing, but it was some… IDK, Twiglet or NPC or something in the original. The real reason I picked it is because I has used “Dee” as a random generic background character name before (for those curious: it was in OTOS’s sequel, BYLM).

⦁ I know the show has discussed stuff that happened on Instagram and shit repeatedly so I decided they would probably be willing to acknowledge things that happened “off camera” if they were important and alluded to in the show like the cheating.

⦁ A lot of people were speculating on who the “other two” on the camping trip were but the real reason it was a four-bed cabin is I’ve never seen a three bed cabin XD The ones at the park near me are all four-bed in the sense they all have two bunk beds lol. It were just Adora, Teela, and Catra.

Chapter 9:

⦁ I don’t remember if I ever said this in the fic at this point, but Catra has short hair in this one because she gave herself a dyke cut after coming out to rub it into Weaver’s face.

⦁ Adora was picking up on the vibes and griping about it, but Catra said she wasn’t bothered and then climbed in Adora’s lap to “distract her.” And yeah she was too distracted for Glimmer’s next text lol.

Chapter 10:

⦁ There was voice over as Adora went through the ropes and their meanings both explaining some details on what they meant (since the concept is familiar, but in a mostly abstract way, to mainstream audiences). The narration talked about how important the tradition was to Catra and how Adora could never take her this far and not look over the meanings. It made it kind of ambiguous whether she was legitimately considering the ropes or just showcasing this thing that was important to her once-best friend.

⦁ Adora looks at the camera after Hope mentions keeping Melendy because she’s thinking about Melendy (potentially, she would totally understand if she wasn’t) watching along at home and what she would want to say to her that she didn’t get to before.

⦁ Hope’s “sometimes you follow your heart” line is 100% canned and something she regularly regurgitates from a script when the moment calls for it. In this moment, however, the follow-up was a quiet disapproval for picking Catra. Hope was never going to directly interfere with Adora’s final choice — it seemed obvious that Adora had to decide independently or the relationship was going to blow up fast and make them look worse than Adora picking the “wrong” option for their preferred narrative — but she still didn’t want Adora to pick Catra, so she has occasionally let slip something to that effect in private conversations off camera. Usually not to Adora, but Adora has long figured out what production actually wanted out of the season.

⦁ The camera suddenly cut to Adora and Tali after Tali mentioned Catra because Hope twitched from someone spoiling her show (even if like, come on, everyone knew Adora was going to ask Catra Something and Catra would say yes). There quietly controlling her inner rage was something Adora could detect after working with her for so long, which is also why Adora was giggly (well, that and relief). That’s also why Hope was so aggressive jumping back into the conversation, because she was trying to take control of it again.

⦁ Adora looked more serious/neutral because she had her whole speech prepared about the things they needed to work on and the fact this was, in essence, conditional, so she was gearing herself up for that and didn’t want Catra to think that she was ignoring everything she had planned to do.

Chapter 11:

⦁ I went back and forth on Catra’s phrasing following the “Rebuild with me?” because Catra’s response doesn’t work as well from Glimmer’s perspective, but it’s so important for her to respond like that because it’s Adora saying “Rebuild and try with me” and Catra saying “Yes, I want to change” so I kept it.

⦁ Adora told Catra about the whole ropes debacle that night and Catra was both annoyed — at production, and sy how much the delay made her worry — and found it funny. After Catra pulled her into the limo following the proposal, they went back to the hotel, packed up, and Catra joined her in her suite again that night before they had to fly back home at 4AM. They did some catching up and making out but mostly they just held each other and were Done.

⦁ Okay so they haven’t told their therapist how the show ended, it’s just incredibly obvious. They’ve told her they can’t legally tell her anything that happened until after the corresponding episode has aired, but then they’re going to therapy to build a healthy relationship together and work through past obstacles like Catra’s jealousy and Adora leaving her behind and expecting Catra to follow her along — especially since that’s kind of still happening, only for better reasons now and when they can both be more mature about it — so it’s kind of really obvious what the end result was lmao. Their therapist watched two episodes for context but with how heavily edited it is, it wasn’t actually that helpful.

⦁ I never brought up their jobs because… they weren’t working for months lmao, but Adora works for Angella as he day job so she could get the time off and at the start of the fic Catra is a graphic — and website, to some degree — designer primarily working for Entrapta’s robotics business, though she does work on the side for other clients.

⦁ Glimmer’s ambush wasn’t actually coordinated, Perfuma just saw it happening at a volume that seemed calm and quietly assisted letting it play out. She wants them all to have healthy relationships now, but she wants to protect her friend too.

⦁ This final chapter took so long despite being written before I even posted chapter 9 because I knew something was missing from it but I’m so busy I’m kind of creatively stalled out so I couldn’t really pinpoint what vibe was off. It turned out to be a rehaul of the confrontation and adding in the party scene to have a bit more closure on that angle since it felt like Glimmer accepted it too quick for her. It allowed circling around on the marriage aspect before the final scene too. It ended up making this the longest chapter of the fic though.

⦁ Melendy… deserves a break. She left Adora’s season knowing she had to focus on her own happiness and getting to a good place with her family. After her parents drove Adora away, she had a fight with them about them preferring to ruin her happiness over it coming from something they didn’t approve of. Things were really tense with them for a while but they started trying to work on being more open so Melendy would be comfortable sharing her life with them even if it didn’t go how they wanted. When Melendy had a few awkward dates that didn’t work out and then eventually decided to go on the show again, they were hopeful that they wouldn’t have to confront any of it further since she was going on a man’s season. Obviously that didn’t work out, and it was upon meeting the bachelor and him being a lot less concerned with things like Melendy’s ear positioning that made them face themselves a bit more given how parallel the situation was to how they met Adora. Melendy sat them down and had a really long talk before her season about how she was going to have guys and girls on it and they had to be prepared to meet and support both in the finale or be prepared not to be there at all. They tried to open themselves up to it more. Melendy was really excited about being the bachelorette and having one last shot at happiness. Despite being near all the manufacturing of the show twice now, she believed in the love story still, and she was the kind of person who liked structure around dating. It was easy back when she was in school, but once it was down to meeting random strangers out in the world and on dating apps, she struggled with it a lot more, so she really thought the show could bring her happiness if she gave it one last chance as the lead. It did, btw. Her final three were Duke, one of the fighting girls, and another girl who was kind of a surprise to her but things suddenly started to heat up with her near the end. Duke pulled an Idiot and basically eliminated himself when one of the producers talked him into going to her after their Fantasy Suite and telling her on camera that he wasn’t comfortable with her sleeping with the other girls. Melendy was seriously considering him and might have been willing to decide on him and make that concession if he brought it up in the privacy of the Fantasy Suite, preferably before they had sex so she could really consider the whole picture without a fucking camera on her. It felt manipulative — probably because he was manipulated into doing it when a producer caught him stewing over the upcoming dates — so she told him she wasn’t making that promise and they parted ways really tensely. He basically knew he was going home when the next girl stayed the night with Melendy. There wasn’t any dramatic early exit, which gave him and some of the viewers hope, but it was an eventuality when she gave the roses to the other two girls. Her parents were disappointed, but they’d prepared themselves for this situation and were a lot more open than they had been with Adora. They ended up endorsing the surprise contestant — half because she seemed really sweet, and half because she was a magicat — and Melendy was thrilled to make that decision with her parents’ support. She wanted to be proposed to, so the girls went with it, and though Melendy personally would have been happy either way, the surprise girl passed her parents’ final test when she brought ropes rather than the ring the other girl picked out (which, to be fair, she did knowing Melendy was okay with it since she was unsure about the rope thing in general and asked Melendy about it). They have a much more whirlwind married in nine months kind of relationship the producors are really looking for, but luckily it worked out for them too.

Original Outline:

This fic was originally a lot shorter. Basically, I had a few big moments and then not more plan of what (if anything) would go in between. The original idea was the limo entrance, cocktail party confrontation, the coming out Bare Your Soul date, a later addition of the vineyard date, Catra’s hometown, and then Catra’s fantasy suite, the ropes, and the proposal.

Originally, it was a lot more ambiguous how Catra was feeling about Adora until the Fantasy SUite. She was a lot cooler to her throughout it and they didn’t get stuff like the soft moment late at night in Bright Moon that they ended up with. In the original outline, Catra’s plan was a bit more manipulative, with her original (conscious) idea being to try to make sure Adora got her heartbroken however she could, even if that meant luring her in again and breaking her heart at the end herself. That lasted about five seconds, and as I thought about the idea I realized that wasn’t really how I was picturing the intent or function of Catra’s plan, but it did mean I lost the line of “The plan was to break your heart on national television.” I did my best to get something close because I loved that line.

Catra was also supposed to be a lot more cagey after the reveal because she held onto her plan for longer and thus had a harder time sorting out the actual feelings she buried beneath it, so she couldn’t say what she did for the show and what she did for her plan or when she stopped trying to hurt Adora, but when the plan softened, so did the fallout from it too. The show was then supposed to roll right into the ring/rope selection with Adora’s time with the final girl specifically not shown but its absence making it clear she didn’t make up her mind regardless of what happened in the Fantasy Suite, but it needed more fleshing out by the time I reached there in the story, especially since I knew who the other girl was at that point. The fic was supposed to basically end with the proposal, but I couldn’t have stopped there once I reached it and it wouldn’t have been the right call anyway lol.

Upcoming:

I might have more meta coming for this (see: cut scene mentioned above) but aside from that I’ve got some ideas competing and a low creative pool at the moment so I’m not sure which fic will be next. I’ve got some fun ideas and some specific ass weird ones.

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Bridgerton Rewatch S1E1 - Diamond of the First Water (Part 1)

In the lead-up to Bridgerton season 3, I decided to do a rewatch so here I go.

I think it’s interesting to pay attention to the different positions and ranks of the families in the show so I just assumed for a while that Lord Featherington was just sort of a generic lord. Did not occur to me for a second that he held the title of a barony. I know it’s the lowest level of British peerage but it still seems too high, especially with the Bridgertons being one rank above them.

I will always find it charming that there are hyacinths decorating the outside of the Bridgerton house.

Speaking of Hyacinth, she and Gregory are SO TINY in the first season. Mini little babies, they are so cute.

I have a theory about Eloise but I can’t confirm it until I finish the rewatch so for now I’ll just say that she is an impatient queen.

People mostly talk about Violet and Anthony’s relationship as it pertains to the second season but it’s clear from the jump that Violet has very little, if any, respect for Anthony. Like, I get it but damn.

The Featherington girls debuting together doesn’t make sense to me. Penelope’s the youngest at 17, which is a normal age for a debutante. But Prudence is 21 and Philippa is 19. Why was it so important for all of the girls to debut at the same time? It’s really bugging me.

So I paused when the focus cut back to the Bridgertons while the Featheringtons were being presented and I was not disappointed.

Anthony is trying his damnedest not to laugh, mostly cause he has pity for Pen

Francesca, Gregory, and Hyacinth are all just trying to figure out why Pen, who is the same age as Eloise, is debuting before El.

Eloise feels so much pain and pity for her friend, the face says it all.

And then there’s Colin. This might just be my Polin brainrot but I swear Colin is eyeing Pen up. Like, that man is fully admiring his “best friend.” He’s so in love and he doesn’t even know it, I’ll die.

I think the way this episode is edited is really interesting, especially the debut sequence. What really caught my attention is when we cut back to Hyacinth looking awestruck as Daphne is making her debut. It says so much about their characters and how Hyacinth looks up to Daphne. All that to say, editing is an extremely underappreciated craft, especially in costume dramas and romance.

Knowing that Pen is Lady Whistledown makes a lot of the stuff she says earlier in the show so much harsher. Like, it was completely unnecessary for her to take cheap shots at the Bridgertons for the alphabetical names. IDK, that just made me a bit uncomfortable.

Another LWD thing. I’m not the first one to point this out but I do feel the need to mention that WD is the one to come up with the term “diamond” to refer to the Queen’s favorite debutante. 

Now we get Simon. I love Simon but I noticed something different this watch. I think a part of the reason Simon hates society and doesn’t want to participate in it (other than the whole marriage thing) is that he never got the chance to be a part of it when he was young. Basically, he can’t find anything about society to like because he was never exposed to it.

No real note here. I’m just admiring Lady Danbury. I am a Lady Danbury stan first and a person second.

Throughout this season and for the majority of season 2, Anthony Bridgerton is probably the most inconsiderate character. This isn’t to say that he’s a bad person (he can be) but more to say that he rarely thinks before he speaks.

Moment of silence for VSQ. I have thoughts on the soundtrack to this show but that will have to be another post, I think.

The character designs are fantastic. This is another thing I have thoughts on but will go in another post. I just wanna take the space to compliment the costuming and HMU departments for being able to tell so much story through character design.

This next bullet just says “Anthony, leave her alone.” Which basically sums up the entirety of his and Daphne’s relationship.

I don’t know who holds the singular brain cell in the Bridgerton family but it’s not Anthony, Benedict, Colin, or Daphne.

Watching Colin sneak up to Marina to dance with her during the Danbury ball is always uncomfortable and I couldn’t tell you why.

Tangentially related fun fact, Lord Berbrooke is played by the same actor who played Sarah’s “love interest” in Derry Girls.

So this is a weird one but Colin can partially be blamed for Daphne falling out of favor with the ton. I know this sounds insane, just trust me. The Bridgertons are a very influential family. Their opinion matters a lot, especially at the beginning of the first season. So, where one Bridgerton goes, the men of the Ton will follow. Colin’s infatuation with Marina shifted the spotlight onto her and away from Daphne. This is also compounded by Anthony being an asshole, which I will get to later. But I don’t think Colin’s pursuit of Marina exists in a vacuum, especially at first.

I wrote down “rewatching makes me think less of Pen” but I have no idea what that was in reference to so I’m just gonna shove it on here.

Tumblr is dumb and has character limits so part 2 will be up soon.