#this wasnt supposed to be rendered but i did

[0yorixu]

attempt to draw kitsune eefo but didn't turn out good

[birdperselias]

Memory Rick and his BP pls, anything, anything with them but I need them, I'm rabbid

🩵🤎🩵🤎🩵🤎🩵🤎

based on that one scene in S5E8!

i think rick spent a lot of time just looking at him and that's what bp remembers

normal ver and screencap under cut!

[void-chara]

My gift for the @technoblade-gift-exchange !! i was assigned to @simplepotatofarmer who asked for dsmp rivals duo. i hope you like it Loyal!

rambling about headcanons, designs, and my process and stuff under the readmore, because i wanna talk about it but dont want the post to be super long !!

i had originally planned to not have a background and then at the last second i decided to speedrun drawing one in a few hours so um. quality difference but its fine. also unrelated but im pretty sure everything about how i draw animals and anthros makes it very obvious i used to be in the warrior cats fandom lol. anyway onto the designs!!

the gold on techno is scars from the totem at the execution, which i think is a pretty common thing for techno designs. he isnt supposed to be a piglin, but rather similar species of anthropomorphic pig. also his mane and tail fluff are naturally brown but he dyes them pink ^_^ so cool !! um. i maaayyy have forgotten the crown until i was way too far into the piece to add it. haha. oops. pretend its missing because. uuh. hes in a casual outfit. "but he still has the cape" yeah its comfy. "but dream has a mask thats not casual" dream is dream he does Not relax fully ever. see entirely intentional i would never make a mistake.

dream is an original shapeshifter species i came up with because i couldnt decide what i wanted him to be. i havent decided on a name for the species yet but i plan to make almost every solid-color or nearly solid color mcyt into this species. theyre mostly involuntary/unconscious shapeshifters. so like they change slowly over weeks or months to adapt to their surroundings, with little conscious control. basically i wanted him to be like five different things so i shoved them together lol, rabbit ears but in a pattern that looks like an axolotl, a cool tail, TOE BEANS tho you cant see them. this was actually the first time ive ever had a dream design im happy with so thats really nice.

i um. i made full use of my time lol, i spent a bit over a week on the lineart, another week on the coloring, and maybe a week and a half on rendering. unless i suddenly became shit at math(which is possible) that adds up to roughly the amount of time i had to work on it. im really proud of myself actually since i usually take a while to do art, and i wasnt sure i would be able to make something id be happy with in this amount of time. but i did! woah!! this was my first time participating in a fandom gift exchange and it was so fun, and also helped motivate me to draw more instead of getting distracted like i usually do (classic adhd moment) lol. anyway super cool!!

Loyal if u decided to read all this for some reason then again i really hope u like it!! u are so cool and i really love ur rivals duo opinions and creations so i hope u like this! i know theres been shit happening lately, i hope ur doing ok!!

[mini-leafster]

ooc, but can you give me the whole lore to this au please. I wasn’t able to find it and I wanna understand it cuz it’s cool 😭🙏 /nf

thanks!

-🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ anon

🔥-id LOVE to give you the whole lore, but this rp has been going on for actual ages, it would take me so so long 😭😭😭😭

🔥-also theres some rundowns in #pinned, pins rundown is really good although its more of her perspective, + some anon decided to explain some bits really well

🔥-ps; this originally wasnt supposed to be an au, but it got so offtrack by accident it qualifies as one, (this is completely my fault, mods, dw) 😭😭😭

🔥-so, ill give you the shortest rundown i can possibly muster about the FIRST quarter of the rp for bg info:

🔥-leafior first appeared, got a lollipop and cookies, and almost immediately got rabies

🔥-before the rabies, she met leafy, who people called her mom (so she just believed it as she had no known relatives)

🔥-but during the rabies, her probably brother firey jr had to un-rabid her

🔥-more rabies occurred, and leafy kinda ghosted her kid for a little until maple appeared

🔥-leafior during this all has been talking to pin, and told her to show a leafy drawing to leafy once she had the chance (this doesn't really matter in the long run i just loved this interaction)

🔥-maple has become a medical response to leafior going rabid, as maple had been mostly dormant before this and was pulled out by an anon (also, leafior and maple act kinda like a system! i made it in my own way, however, as im not a system and cannot speak for them.)

🔥-after maple appeared, leafy literally disowned leafior in a panic, making leafior think she did something wrong for a while

🔥-leafy apologized, but leafior said it would take a while to forgive her

🔥-leafior then left to a place called the darkzone, an area located in the mindspace (basically, her head. its where maple and leafior go when they arent taking over atm and where a few of the shenanigans happened)

🔥-the anons gave maple cool wings, and she left to go look for leafior

🔥-she got mauled by a lone mimic, and eventually did NOT find leafior, as leafior was tped outta there with a massive bite in her head

🔥-this bite is by fbp, a bowglow. fbp is important later on

🔥-so, once she headed back, pin and leafy FREAKED out at the sight of the 10 year old looking like she just escaped black friday in a walmart

🔥-she WAS fine, until she started bleeding and just flopped onto the floor. pin and leafy rushed to help bandage her and stuff before she went to the hospital, and leafior was rendered immobile during this

🔥-leafior forgave leafy, finally

🔥-and to wrap this up since this is getting disasterously long, they went to the hospital, coiny accompanying them

[lili863]

SNAKE DEN

Ominis x Slytherin!Female MC (Iracebeth)

All fluff.

Iracebeth gets the idea of making Ominis feel better after their trip to scriptorium by asking him to help her with an unsal request, but one she was positive would cheer him up.

The days after the trio's scriptorium venture, Ominis seemed on edge. Rarely seen in his usual spot or beside Sebastian.

The young boy only attended his classes and would disappear after they ended for the day. Iracebeth knew that after sebastian casting that cruccio curse on her, things weren't the same. It was like opening an old wound.

The girl didn't know the story behind Ominis and his family in detail, but she knew enough from the look on his face when she saw it.

Trauma.

She witnessed the boy haunch over, covering his ears, tears prickling his eyes.

They had gone too far. Except Sebastian was willing to go further. And while she understood Sebastian intentions for curing his sister, she couldnt help but feel immense guilt for dragging him along. And truly in the end he was right, the cruciatus curse was a horrifying spell that would render you a different person if you survived it and was sane enough to live with it.

Iracebeth could still feel the phantom pain every night she went to bed with no more day dreams to conjure that distracted her from feeling.

Her skin would feel hot, every nerve on fire, as if she was burning right through her flesh. Ominis had mentioned being on the receiving end of that vile and curse, and she couldn't have imagined what he went through if this single curse had left her this state.

He was different from the other boys. And he deserved every good that came to him. Iracbeth made no mistake when it came to their relationship, he was wary of her at first, but she could see how much he cared about sebastian, about his sister Anne, and firends like that desnt come into your life so often. And while they weren't the best of firends yet she wanted - no needed to do something for him. He deserved it after what he went through in that scriptorium.

Icrabeth wasnt sure why she cared this much. Sebastian was practically his bother from another mother and yet he didnt stick around much to console Ominis. She suppose it fell on her shoulders. At least thats what she chalked it up to anyway for now.

So she was going to make up for it to Ominis, and she knew the perfect way how.

<<<<<_______________>>>>

"Ominis".

The boy turned around in his chair in herbology class, recognizing the voice before giving a small smile in her direction.

"Hello, Iracebeth."

The girl smiled before sitting next him in her chair.

"It's..been a while since I last saw you." The girl tried to be careful with her words, as she was not sure how to bring up his obvious absence without being awkward or pushy.

Ominis focused his attention back on his plant before replying, "Yes, I was busy with my classes"

His short and sweet answer was all the girl needed to hear before nodding her head as if he could see her.

"I see".

The silence in the air was suffocating. Iracebeth squirmed in her chair, busying her hands with her plant and contemplating abandoning this mission altogether.

It didnt help that she was a bit shy in general and hated making people feel awkward.

"So"

Her head perked up in his direction.

"How do you feel"?

She blinked once, and then twice before she relaized he was talking about the curse she took.

Since he knew what it felt like there wasnt any need to pretend she was okay, he would catch her lying in a heartbeat.

She cleared her throat, "Well..I would be lying if I said I feel okay.."

She watched the boy nod his head, now listening attentively to her words.

"But..we did what we had to do I guess"

Ominis frowned at her answer and looked away, focusing back on his plant.

The girl licked her lips and writhed in her seat nervously before facing Ominis.

"I am sorry Ominis"

The boy looked over to the girl in confusion for her sudden apology obviously not expecting it.

"I am sorry you had to be dragged along to the scriptorium. It wasnt fair to you, and I know you did it for Sebastian because he is your firend but it still wasnt right to put you through that despite you telling us clearly how wrong this all was and how you felt about it. I am sorry about aunt too. I know what its like to lose someone you close to you and..while I am glad you got closure I am still sorry you had to face that truth in what I imagine is probably the worst way possible, nobody deserves to experience that"

Ominis listened to apology attentively, focusing on every word in shock. Why was she apologizing when she was the one that had to go through the curse, when she was the one who also had to witness the gruesome scene of his aunts death?

Even more surprising was how genuine the girl sounded and how heartfelt her apology was, just litening to her words he could feel she truly had thought about this and was just dying to get it off her chest as if she owed him anything.

He felt...touched.

To be honest, Ominis was wary of the girl, going off Castle Grounds all the time doing goodness knows what and always accompanying sebastian on his unsavory missions to search cures for Anne.

At first he thought she was just doing so because she liked sebastian. Most of the girls in school do, hes popular, charming and not a bad student either.

But hearing her apology made his head spin, every thought of her, every impression now dramatically changing the more he got to know her. Not to mention the fact that Ominis was a legilemmen. He could sense the sincereity that further proved the authenticity of her thoughtful words.

Ominis gave a soft smile towards the girl and shook his head. "No, you should not have to apologize for anything. Its sebastian who dragged us both into this mess"

The boy sighed before shaking his head "The cruciatus curse is the worst of all unforgivables. Its not numbing like the imperio, nor quick and fast like the killing curse. Its a curse that brings out the worst thing every living creature in this planet fears, the most raw of all feelings which is pain".

Iracebeth focused on his words quietly.

"And when your faced with such agonizing pain, there is nothing else to focus on. Its jsut pure hell and no escpaing it until whoever casts that spell feels merciful enough to give a break however short it is. Its inhumane".

"I am sorry Ominis" Iracebeth wanted to apologize over and over, she didnt know for what. But the mere knowledge he has on this topic said a lot about his experience. And it wasnt by any means pleasant.

" No, I am sorry you had to go through with it. It must have been extremely unpleasant. As for Sebastian, the only reason I am going along with is to stop him from doing anything stupid and for Anne. I still went into that sciptorium on my own accord, so there's no need to feel sorry Icrabeth. Thank you for your words, I appreciate it, truly"

The girl beamed at his words, her heart beating erractically at his accptance of her apology.

"Very well then, I am glad" she replied softly and went back to plotting her plant with the biggest smile on her face.

<___________________>

Herbology class was dismissed and everyone started pack their things and leave.

Icrabeth figured now was her time to ask Ominis before any other distractions took place.

"Ominis, before you leave I was hoping to ask you something"

The young boy stopped what he was doing and gazed at hwr direction.

"What is it"?

"Well, I know now that you can speak Parseltongue and was wondering if you could help me with something" Iracebeth asked nervously.

Ominis furrowed his brows at the mention of his rare ability.

"So you see... theres there little den of snakes at the edge of the forbidden forest, and recently the poachers have been very agressive in capturing them since they are in such an easy place to spot. Since you can speak snake I was hoping you could communicate them to them about the poachers and hopefully wr remove them to another home"

Ominis looked at the girl with wide eyes expecting anything except that request. "You want ME, to go with you to the forbidden forest to speak parseltongue to snakes and convince them to move out of their homes"

Iracebth giggled at his tone "Well anything sounds crazy when you say it like that but...yes. Also correction the den is actually on the edge of the forest, not IN the forest. So we won't be making any trips into the forest"

Ominis stayed silent as if still trying to comprehend what she was asking.

"But..that's still too dangerous. There could poachers near the area and-"

"Andddd I am sure those poachers will be no match for us. Come one Ominis, please. Those poor snakes are getting snatched constantly and used for horrible things. I know..snakes look scary but they terribly misunderstood creatures"

Something suddenly tugged at Ominis's heart upon hearing that statement. Hes not met someone yet who understood understood the mistreatment snakes get sometimes let alone protect them from poachers. Besides being afraid nobody would really care or have the heart to.

"You truly want to help those snakes"? Ominis found himself asking.

Iracebeth nodded " I do. I had no idea how at first, but since you speak parseltongue, I thought this is the perfect opportunity"

Ominis couldn't help but sigh before smiling at the girl intentions. "Very well, but under one condition, if anything happens that puts us potentially in danger, we will leave immediately"

The girl nodded her head "Very well, come on we should head out now before it gets dark"!

Iracebeth instinctively grabbed Ominis arms and began to run towards the north exit dragging Ominis with her.

If it was anyone else Ominis would probably give them a piece of his mind about grabbing him like that, but all he could do now was focus on the warmth of her hold, gentle but firm, and try to ignore the blush creeping up on his face.

<__________________________>

The two students soon arrived at the den. There were multiple holes besides the big roots of the trees and sounds of faint hisses filled their ears.

Iracebth panted looking around "Okay, we arrived before paochers did"

Ominis nodded panting as well from the jog they did all the way from hogwarts.

"The fog from the forest is rolling in and is going to soon approach these dens, but since they are at the edge of the forest, the fog never does well to cover their homes making them easily visible any who wishes to do them harm" Iracebeth explained.

Ominis nodded a bit impressed at her acute observation.

"We are going to have to convince the snakes to move further into the forest west of here. Its not that far, and there is a place thats perfect for them, theres plenty of space, resources, and its hidden, " Iracebeth smiled, giving Ominis hand a gentle squeeze.

Ominis realized they were still holding hands and tensed at her little gesture. It seemed she was oblivious and too focused at the task at hand to notice her thumb rubbing little circles on his hand.

He bit his lips to contain his smile and breathed a small laugh.

" Alright, tell me where the dens are"

Iracabeth frowned before looking upon the dens, realizing the snakes would not be firendly to outsiders.

"Well, before we do that, how exactly do you think we should approach-"

"Leave that to me, just take me close enough where my voice can be heard, and stay close to me. Dont make any suddent movements, " he warned.

Ominis confidence gave the girl assurance as she led him near the dens and crouched down to face them, giving Ominis the cue to crouch down at well.

Ominis exhaled deeply before opening his mouth, and all she heard was the echo of his hiss, entranced by the way his lips moved and prounced the difficult language that she could not comprehend by any means.

Soon, she noticed little black snakes poke their head out of their dens before hissing at them.

She tensed, scooching closer to Ominis, who squeezed her hand in instinctively.

Ominis spoke a little more of pareseltongue before he looked to the Iracebeth.

He smiled "They are ready to move, they say they know the place you speak of and will head there right now"

Iracebeth gasped in delight before hurridly wrapping her arms around his neck and suddenly knocking him to the ground.

Ominis taken a back quickly wrapped his around her waist in order to stop her fall.

It seems today she just couldn't stop surprising him.

Iracebeth quickly realized what she had done and jolted back.

"Oh sorry! I just- I got a little too excited" she smiled sheepishly at him.

Ominis laughed before shaking his head "Its alright. I am just glad they decided to move. " His free hand reached up to find her face before tugging a stray hair behind her ears. "And it's all thanks to you, little dove."

He spoke the last two words in parseltongue and sensed the girls confusion when he felt her head tilt a little. Ominis smirked, a little grateful she didn't know pareseltongue. It just gave him the excuse to call her that name without her knowing about it.

Blushing madly, Iracebeth noticed their proximity. The warmth of his hand on her waist seeped through her uniform vest. His fingers were featherlight on her cheeks.

She licked her lips, secretly grateful he couldn't see her face right now.

Ominis wasnt oblivious. He knew what he was doing, but he couldnt help it. Why was she so endearing to him right now.

Perhaps it was her kindness with the snakes, or her concerns about his well-being after taking a curse, or the way she felt warm against his hands.

It was baffling since the last thing he expected was anything that has been happening today.

Before he knew his hand reached out, he touched her face. Iracebeth looked to him in anticipation, slightly trembling under his touch.

" I know this is sudden, but if you will allow it, could I touch your face? I usually do so to people to get a feel for how they look. You can deny if you want to, though. I dont want to make you uncomfortable" Ominis figured after all this time he never got the chance to feel for how she looked. Not that there were many instances where he felt the need to, but after today, he definitely had to.

Iracebeth smiled at his request. "I dont mind, just dont be disappointed". The girl jests but she was now faced with the insequerity that he might not find her features attractive.

After all this was the first boy she had ever been this close with. And while his request completely normal given his circumstance, she couldnt help but feel the intimacy of it.

Instead of replying to Iraceth, Ominis opted to frown instead at her comment and reached out to trace his hands against her skin, feeling a small mole on the left side of her chin, instantly making him smile. His thump traced over her soft lips, not missingthe little gasp Iracebeth gave.

His other hand gently traced over her eyes feeling her long, straight lashes.

Iracebeth tried not to shiver under his touches. This felt completely new to her, so she just stayed deathly still.

Ominis loved the feel of her skin, it was a little cold from the chilly air, smooth and felt perfect for a kiss-

His thoughts halted when he realized what he was thinking. He should withdraw his hand by now, but somehow kept them longer than necessary.

"Beautiful" he whispered.

Iracebeth, who up until now has been closing her eyes, snapped them open at the comment, which she didnt fail to hear and Ominis must have sensed it too.

Quickly withdrawing his hand he got up and began to draw his wand out.

He offered her hand to the girl still on the ground with a small smile when she immediately took it.

"Is it almost night now" He asked.

"No, we still have a two hours before dusk falls".

"Good, what say instead of running back to the castle this time you and I take a nice stroll back, its a lovely day"

Icrabeth hummed "I say thats a brillant idea"

Still hand in hand, the pair began to walk down the hill back to the castle.

"So...whats your favorite shop at hogsmede"?

Ominis laughed at the sudden question "Pft what"?

For some reason, the shyness the girl got earlier with him was gone. Right now, she was focused on the nice stroll and talking to the boy whom she found intriguing since her first day in hogwarts.

"I for one absolutely adore Honeydukes. Their toffee fudge was the candy I ate at my first day here and I. Was. Floored! I mean how could anything taste that decadent...."

Ircabeth kept rambling about toffee fudge while Ominis smile turned to a grin as he looked at her in adoration.

His trip to the scriptorium was completely forgotten at this point. All he could focus on was the beautiful voice of this girl who managed to single handedly make him feel peace and relaxation. Something he hasnt felt in a long time since Anne left and sebastian drifting away.

If he could bottle this moment up and keep it with him for the rest of his life, he would in a heartbeat. For now, he was just savoring every moment as two walked off in the sunset back to the castle.

[thekingofwinterblog]

Thoughts on MHA now? To me it seems it really jumped the shark at some point (or revelead that it was kinda empty from the start)...

The problem with final arc MHA is numerous, but what it can all be traced back to is the editorial shift that happened after the war arc.

The previous editor was good at keeping Hori in check, and restraining him when necessary. He wasnt always perfect(Mina was supposed to have a much bigger role, but because she wasnt an instant favorite in Japan, the editor put the kebash on that), but he did do his job well.

The current editor does NOT do his job well. It is stupidly clear that he does not have what it takes to rein Hori in and keep the story on track.

it is certainly not withouth good parts, but ultimately there are so many holes. It also doesnt help that he ultimately seperated the climax into very different mini arcs centered around each of the main villains, to varying degrees of quality.

Uraraka and Toga's story would have worked just fine if the two of them had an actual bond(the simple solution would have been to have them turn out to have been friends before Toga snapped. The conclusion was actually good in my opinion, but the two of them needed some reason to have a much deeper bond for the journey to get there to make sense.

Dabi's story is good. no happy ending for anyone of the todoroki's, just tragedy, but well written tragedy. chefs kiss.

I like spinner's story, but since it appears its not done, who knows, maybe it'll go all the way south too.

I could go on, and dissect everything, but the big, BIG problem ultimately comes down to the fact that the two mini arcs here that really, really mattered, shigaraki and All for One, are the two mini arcs that flat out sucks.

Maybe Shigaraki will have a good climax(It's possible), but All for One is THE worst part of this final arc. Ever since he activated his copy of rewind, he basically became Aizen at his worst. and Aizen at his worst is fucking terrible. He's lost all charisma, every limitation, and he ultimately wins decisively in every single conflict he does have.

He makes every single part he's in worse, and because we know that whatever it is he's planning on doing when fusing with shigaraki is going to be a gamechanger for the final stretch, we know he has to succeed.

by contrast Shigaraki's sections are not quite as bad, but Shigaraki has the same problem that Izuku has as a character. He's a genuinely good character, but he NEEDS other characters to bounce off of to work.

So having their final fight be one where both of them are completely separated from all their allies and have to carry it on their own is THE worst idea for how to do it.

i will render my final judgement on how it all ends though.

[lumen-tellus]

thinking about those old longfics that i rambled about in the tags that ive dropped but still really, really want to write.......................... yknow, i honest to god dont know when ill ever actually write them so maybe i Should just drop some notes on what was supposed to happen in them lmao lmao

(and it will help if i do end up coming back to them to fully write out some day. lol. maybe. probably. i hope loooool)

a room by the ocean

-> endgoal is for Yumeno and Ouma to say "sayonara biches!!" to the town they're staying in currently and move to some other place. a titular room by the ocean.

how do we get there tho? god i wish i knew man beats me

-> also along the way, Friendship(TM) happens!!!!!!!!

-> and some backstory stuff; how both of their "past selves" aka pre-show attitudes and circumstances still linger and affect them:

Yumeno coping with her history as being the child of two former show participants, essentially repeating history with herself and both sympathizing and rejecting her mother.

Ouma having to deal with the semi-clashing personality he has now and deciding who exactly he wants to be, and by extension, what he wants his life to be now in light of everything past and present.

-> ofc some conflict in the form of asshole reporters and fans finding out and following after them like creeps + both yumeno and ouma were still fans of the show once upon a time even if they both really detest it now, so trying to deal with that in perhaps each other is going to be a whole rip fiasco in some sense (also theyre like, living reminders of the show just by being next to each other so lmao for them).

-> i WILL get my saiouma happening here too. also just in general friendshippy with the trio will happen somewhere!!!!!!

genometrics

-> oh yeah i also had a platonic shirogane-ouma spaceship au fic that i forgot about too. whoops

-> i have even less of an idea how i was supposed to make them friends but that was the endgoal of the fic lmaooooo

-> fic would be loosely structured like its source inspiration - a genometrics/cosmosphere dive, except without the whack brain surrealism lol. it's real life, and each chapter would "progress" their friendship much like progressing a level.

-> probably another place where i would slip in worldbuilding for the au lmao lmao

home, riding home

-> i said time travel mystery fic ft. zhongli and tartaglia but its not time travel and tartie isnt childe either

-> anyway im just going to drop the reveal lmao: the tartie is tonitoni

wow gasp shock woooooowww who couldve eveeeeeer guessed that The tonitoni writer is actually writing the suspiciously teenaged girl tartaglia to actually be tonitoni!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! /sarcasm

-> also zhongli didnt time travel, he timelined traveled - he wakes up in a timeline/alternate history teyvat thats lagging behind just a bit temporally, where the tartie is tonitoni and where the rite of descension has yet to take place.

to specific, he wakes up in the body of his other self there

he doesnt realise this bc well it's his exact same body + he mistakes the potent geo energies within him - which is actually the soul of his other self, forced into slumber bc of the timeline jumping antics - for his gnosis

-> the other funny mystery beat i was going for - tonitoni has the gnosis. she just grabbed it right out of her zhongli in a petulant, violently arguing fit by accident and the sheer, sudden force of taking it from him rendered him briefly unconscious.

she panicked tho and thought she killed him tho lmao rip tonitoni is such a funny little silly meowmeow <3

anyway bc of this, she basically yelled at the leylines to grab his soul before it disappears into the ether - and bc she wasnt thinking straight, she didnt notice that he isnt really dead and his soul hasnt moved on from the material plane

the leylines also meanly did not correct her on this, mostly bc thats not really their job, and simply dutifully complied with her garbled command to go grab a zhongli from the leylines. hey, conveniently, theres a zhongli in a domain close to the leylines in another timeline, that should do!

so yeah this technically means she also knows zhongli is rex lapis and not just a regular consultant at this point, which goes halfway unnoticed bc half the time theyre in public anyway so she cant actually go around addressing him as an archon lol

-> besides all this plot, there was gonna be a fair bit of chara rumination!!

it would heavily feature zhongli debating his future post-archonhood, what he wants to do in life and what he wants from life both. primarily the grappling of moving on from centuries of duty to a more self-centered, human existence.

on tonitoni's side, it would be the exploration of a friendly, almost mentor-like, almost parental relationship between her and zhongli.

-> childe will show up eventually and oh boy hes going to look at tonitoni and it will immediately become a disaster im tellinggggg you

also there will be chili endgame. there will be. that is the point of retirement u old noodle!!!!!!!!!!

-> fic ending is that tonitoni uses her free tree privileges to send zhongli and childe back after all the mysteries are sorted out (and just in time for the rite and the farce of a plan to proceed) ft. some emotional moments bc tonitoni is going to be super intensely staring at her brother in the head the whole time otherwise lol

sun in retrograde

-> aka noah "celestia" ebalon gets a field trip in retrospection at how much his childhood sucked ASS!!!!!! ft. worldbuilding

celestia gets to happily hate on his shitty parents, encourage his younger self to be more confident, and feel both appreciative and sad with more mature nuance over his brother

he will also ruminate a fair bit on how the past is like and what it will become from here on, knowing what he does from the future and the secret things going on (like the machinations of the cult of henir and such)

the worldbuilding will focus on magic systems, family dynamics, and elrianode nobility and customs

-> as for the actual plot-to-plot beats: good question!!!!!!!!!

well i know he'll stick around in the manor as a supposed expert magic tutor for harque, probably - celestia thinks this is both incredibly funny and also kinda whack honest to god

harque is also probs just going to wave him off like "i can tell you're not that interested like sure i'll take some tips but please do as you like ^^"

which celestia btw happily accepts so he can research how to go back to his own time and also maybe not worry too much about fucking up the timelines with his own meddling. epitome of "whatever happens will happen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" in his head as he psyches himself through his research

he takes breaks in between of course though, accompanying harque or his younger self - who he definitely imparts more actual magical teaching to - and bonding with them, while internally musing about the outsider pov of seeing his own childhood self and brother with fresh eyes.

clamor btw is going to take one look at younger noah and be like "i understand so much about why you were like That now. also im going to squish his cheeks even more"

also at some point younger noah falls sick and misty shows up to care for him and celestia is simultaneously "idc my revenge plot was a whole life/timeline ago" and "you canNot be standing in front of me and pretend that you dont know whats up heLLO?!?!?!?!?!??" inside his head, which is otherwise politely smiling at her.

also "misty is an ebalon cousin" hc in full force here; shes from a branch family of the ebalons, i swear if the game canon itself doesnt prove me right i KNOW im right anyway SOMEWHERE

the final plot-plot beat is that harque figures out what celestia's magic research is really about (time travel) and while he doesnt press for anything from him (probably), he does comment about how such magic might help him actually win the nominations for moon master - this gets celestia thinking about the pendant trinket, and how he doesnt know where harque actually got the thing nor figured out how to supposedly use its magic anyway.

which leads to celestia being the one to craft the pendant and hand it over to harque, along with potentially cryptic words hinting at the future to come. maybe idk itd funny tho. (it'd also be funny if harque lowkey figures out who celestia actually is after this but lmao dont look at me)

ofc the ending has celestia eventually use his reversed time travel spell to go back to his own time, where hes like "well that sure was something!" sits there for a while just staring at the ceiling, then is like "hey, clamor, do you want to investigate henir's order? im suddenly realising that theres some loose ends i never figured out" and heading to elrianode for their delayed meetup with the ESP in the demon world lol maybeeee

[mekatrio]

ok my massively long dahlia iris headcanons / interpretations whatever this is. basically how i interpret their characters + story. its very long

- so firstly i think dahlia's original plan for the faked kidnapping was that iris would come along with her, and that they would escape to a different country together, free from everything that has ever hurt them. and that this is something dahlia had planned for since they were young, and is the reason why she made iris live seperately from her at hazakura temple; not only would it protect her from abuse and neglect, but it would make it easier for iris to change her identity (as she is more under the radar than dahlia, who is the visible daughter of a wealthy jeweler), and it would give dahlia an impersonator/accomplice that other people wouldnt know about, which could greatly help with her plans. and iris was fully aware of this, and understood the role that she would play as a nun at hazakura temple. their plan to escape to another country was something that they collaborated on together.

and so iris' betrayal is the fact that she backs out from this plan of theirs, which she does bc she doesnt want to leave sister bikini on her own, as she had grown to care for her. also, if iris had gone along with the plan, she wouldve played a part in faking dahlia's death, and dahlia wouldnt have had to actually jump off dusky bridge, but couldve just faked it. but in the end dahlia jumps off dusky bridge and becomes melissa foster all on her own.

my basis behind this is bc this is the best explanation i can think of for what iris' possible betrayal couldve been. cuz like, dahlia's faked kidnapping seems like it went off without a hitch, so what plausible change could iris have enacted? it couldnt hv been something like, murdering terry and framing valerie or vice versa, cuz they needed valerie to help get them the documents to change their identity. so yeah, i think the way iris betrayed dahlia was that she left her to escape to another country all on her own.

- its difficult to make a judgement of valeries character cuz theres so little written abt her, but from what little there is... i think she was a person who didnt care very much for dahlia. i say this bc she allowed her to be held at knifepoint by terry, shot a gun very near to her, and also allowed her to jump into eagle river (which is known to have killed people). yes she went with the plan and betrayed terry with her, and helped prepare the documents for dahlia to change her identity.. but she was also ready to betray dahlia by telling terry the truth abt the kidnapping. which is fucking crazy to me cuz like... if valerie told terry that dahlia was alive all this time, it becomes very plausible for terry's verdict to be overturned, bc he was jailed for her supposed murder. and if that happens, then what the hell did dahlia fake her death for?? like she Jumped Off A Bridge to imprison this pedo + escape to a new country, and valerie was ready to render that all useless. like jfc, she wasnt the one who jumped off a bridge and was held at knifepoint!! she wasnt the 14 year old who was in a 'relationship' with a fully grown adult! calling valerie a selfish prick is too much for me, cuz again, theres no indication whatsoever of what her personality is like, but i definitely think neither valerie or dahlia really cared about each other. i think they were just both using each other. and this characterization of valerie and dahlia not rly giving a fuck abt each other is important cuz...

- i think valerie had known about iris, and was ready to betray her as well. i say this bc iris says that she backed out of the kidnapping plan at the last moment;

and seeing that both valerie and dahlia were in on the plan, it makes sense for valerie to have known abt iris and her involvement in the whole thing. so when valerie was about to tell the truth to terry, i think she was also going to tell him about iris' involvement. and i think that played a big part in driving dahlia to murder her, as not only was valerie going to betray her, but she was also going to betray her sister.

- except i dont think that dahlia was the one who murdered valerie, i think it was iris. my basis for this is because iris had 'betrayed' dahlia during the faked kidnapping, but yet dahlia trusted her enough to let her try and retrieve the necklace from phoenix. this makes me think that iris mustve done something to regain dahlia's trust, and i think that something is that she murdered valerie for their sakes. and while i do think dahlia had planned to murder valerie, i think iris ended up being the one to deal the killing blow. my various reasons for why i think this are:

1.) valerie is a police officer, and her cause of death was a stab in the back;

and i find it very difficult to believe that a small and thin dahlia was capable of ambushing her on her own, without being detected or subdued by the very likely stronger Police Officer. pair this with the fact that iris, who stays at hazakura (which is very near to where valerie died) had the strength to carry misty's body through the temple before stabbing it.. 🤨💭and speaking of iris living in hazakura...

2.) let me quickly borrow a relevant line from earlier:

the context of this line is abt iris' involvement in the faked kidnapping, but it's relevance can also be applied to valerie's murder, which also took place at eagle mountain. being someone who grew up in this general area, she would know a proper spot to set up dahlia's camera to capture the perfect shot that it did, and she would also know where in the temple they could hide valeries body to later stuff into terry's stolen car, and not have it be spotted by him as he digs up the buried necklace. even if she didnt canonically kill valerie.... i definitely believe theres enough context to imply her canonically playing a role in valerie's murder somehow.

3.) and as to why i think iris is the one who stabbed valerie.. well, thats because dahlia kinda fucking sucks at carrying out murders, lmao. like she failed to kill godot, then she failed to kill phoenix, her murder of doug swallow was an impulsive mess that she got caught for, and even after dying, she failed to kill maya when she was channelled. so i can completely imagine her somehow fucking up valerie's murder, and iris having to step in to properly carry it out.

4.) also, i think itd be very thematically fitting if iris is the twin that stabs, while dahlia is the twin that poisons! dahlia poisoned terry, godot, and tried to poison phoenix. she tried to stab maya, but failed. meanwhile iris brutally stabbed misty.. i think it would be a really neat theming for her to also be the one to hv stabbed valerie.

5.) the photo taken by dahlia's camera, which mia deduces is dahlia impersonating valerie, is in black and white:

and the twins are nearly indistinguishable in black and white,

and this fact is even utilized at the start of bridge to the turnabout, where phoenix believes the girl in the newspaper is dahlia, bc her red hair appears as black in b&w,

so its entirely possible that its iris who is impersonating valerie in that photo, rather than dahlia, and that iris was present in helping dahlia cover up valerie's murder.

6.) ive already said that dahlia sucks at carrying out murders, right? well i also think she sucks at getting away with things in general too LOL... her faked death was found out by the prosecutor's office, she nearly got caught for poisoning godot, she did get caught for murdering doug swallow, and phoenix figured out that she was impersonating iris in 3-5's final trial... but she was somehow able to get away with valerie's murder and terry's suicide. why is that?

well i think its because she worked with iris this time.. and iris, unlike dahlia, actually doesnt suck at getting away with things. after all, nobody had figured out tht iris was involved in the faked kidnapping, or that she had impersonated dahlia for 6+ months at ivy university. dahlia was the one to expose her role in the kidnapping, and iris exposed her impersonation of dahlia all on her own. also, dahlia kinda fucking sucks at lying, while iris doesnt. every trial dahlia has been in has lasted less than a day, meanwhile 3-5's trial for iris was a whole two days. and dahlia had psyche-locks which phoenix was able to break, while iris had psyche-locks that phoenix never had an opportunity to break. not to mention that iris was very skillful in avoiding those psyche-locks to begin with... in her conversation with wright during the first day of 3-5, we can see tht she is incredibly skilled at not giving wright any truthful answers, while also not outright lying to him:

^ doesnt answer wrights question, changes topic by saying she 'has no family', which not only shuts down the topic of family, but is also a half-truth

^ doesnt answer wrights question again, instead deflects it entirely by saying she has no interest in attending uni.. shes incredibly clever and deceptive. and so i think the reason why dahlia was able to get away with valerie's murder, is bc she had worked with iris to cover it up. when dahlia works with iris, theyre able to get away with things, but when she acts out on her own, she fucks up and gets caught. cuz remember, dahlia didnt just get away w valerie's murder bc terry killed himself.. she got away bc terry's testimony was the only thing that couldve incriminate her, because there was no other decisive evidence that was left behind *the shadow of kristoph gavin looms behind me*

7.) and lastly.... speaking of iris being clever and careful with her wording, iris says this about valeries' death during 3-5's final trial:

she doesnt say that dahlia murdered valerie, she says that 'people suspected' that 'she was involved' in her murder. and she doesnt say that armando was close to proving dahlia's guilt, she says he was 'getting too close to learning the truth'... compare that to her outright stating that dahlia poisoned mr. armando, and that she tried to kill phoenix.. these choice of words, to me, feels like theres a very strong possibility of there being more to valerie's death than what was deduced in 3-4.

and all of this combined with the fact that we never do decisively incriminate dahlia for valerie's murder in 3-4.. yeah i think iris killed the fuck out of valerie 😗

- and with that in mind, i think that when dahlia poisoned godot, it wasnt just to save her own skin, but to also save iris', because godot was getting too close to figuring out both of their involvement. and that this is also why iris insisted that she played the role of phoenixs gf to get the necklace back, bc dahlia had poisoned godot for both of their sakes, so likewise iris wanted to return the favor; dahlia poisoned godot to protect iris, so iris wanted to retrieve the necklace to protect dahlia, bc dahlia was now the suspect in both valeries murder (which she is actually guilty for) and godot's poisoning (which she did for both of their sakes).

with that said, i dont think godot ever figured out that iris was involved with valerie's murder, i just think he suspected that there was an undisclosed third party, but before he could go any further w that line of questioning, dahlia poisoned him. i say this bc even after 7 years, it seems like no official records were aware of any connection dahlia and iris had with one another:

- and so i think that while iris had pretended to be dahlia, dahlia likewise pretended to be iris, because it was much safer for her to do so, as the law virtually had no idea that iris existed, or that iris was related to dahlia in anyway. and i think tht during the time that dahlia impersonated iris, she carried out her temple nun duties in her stead, bc she had known how to set up the trick locks in the sacred cavern, (something she otherwise probably wouldnt hv known how to do, considering she left kurain village at a young age)

and she knew how to impersonate iris in a way that fooled practically everyone, including sister bikini (who is arguably the person closest to iris). and i also think that iris and dahlia kept their switcharoo a secret from sister bikini, bc bikini isnt really the type of character who would willingly be an accessory to murder (recall how easily she testified against iris), and also bc iris had kept the 'blackmail' letter she received a secret from her;

and i think the 'secret' that she feared the blackmailer knew about was either about her switcharoo with dahlia, or her murder of valerie, or plausibly both.

and this is a completeeee headcanon 😁 but i think that... while iris was off dating phoenix while pretending to be dahlia, dahlia had really liked living in hazakura while pretending to be iris. i think she liked the serenity that this type of life offered, and that she liked being doted on by sister bikini, and she liked being away from the harassment and abuse she often faced from preying men. but i also think that she feared from indulging too much in this comforting lifestyle, bc every peaceful day she spent in the mountains, was a day of iris putting herself in danger. bc if godot's poisoning was ever traced back to her, iris would go to jail in her stead... and so i think that when dahlia finally went out to murder phoenix without consulting iris, it was not only a matter of retrieving the necklace for both of their insurance, but also bc she was worried that iris would be imprisoned for dahlia's own crimes.

andddd im too lazy to keep working on this

[mushroom-winners-proof]

you’d think he’d be happy to see ven but i dunno if you could really call him ‘ven’ anymore actually

[missfingers]

Oc lore 🤲 pls spare some oc lore im just a little peasant boy starving in the wild

of course little peasant boy of course i shall feed you ..

first of all if you want stuff specific to eklyre and tempests relationship then i got you partially covered here

im gona take this as an opportuntiy to dump about general worldbuilding and shit. win. sorry this is gonna be long

so this entire ocverse (as most of my ocverses do) spawned from a dnd campaign, it was supposed to be my first time dming and i did for one session but then covid happened so like. yeah. but i still had this entire world id made and this story so i was like fuck it ocverse NEOW

the basic setup is kind of like. noir film esque vibe mobsters, based in one city (think its called grand tybury iirc), split up into 5 factions with a big river down the middle. each faction is governed by a god who is also a gang boss because i had a fucking mafia spin when i was 13 and by god i wasnt letting it go

theres two Original gods, the gods of life and death called lustris and ylta, and these two are kinda just like. fucking shmucks who like doing whatever the hell. if they get bored they yoink a random dying mortal and make them into a god and see what happens. so thats how you get four other gods who used to be mortal. respectively phiadia of knowledge/justice, birch of freedom/nature, answered riddle of trickery/luck and tempest of the water

the city is obviously not doing very well because theres fights for territory, most of the gods are horrible people aside from tempest who just hides in a boathouse and doesnt talk to anyone and birch who spends all their time high and tending to plants.

then eklyre comes in <3 my sweetie. ylta (god of death) is a power hungry bitch essentially and is like you know what i want everything, im sick of these other gods i want all their denizens and i want them now (in the next 30-40 years or so, because thats nothing to a god).

so she does what any sane person does and she kidnaps a baby and raises them as essentially a child soldier, grooming them into the perfect right hand to eventually kill the other gods. as she made the other gods Gods she also has the power to take it away, and she curses these brass knuckles that she gives to eklyre telling them that all they have to do is punch a god and theyll be rendered mortal again. then she sends them out into the world (after theyve been sheltered by her their whole life. theyre like 25 at this point)

she sends them to phiadias faction where eklyre successfully infiltrates her gang and works their way up the ranks until theyre her most trusted right hand, of course with the believed intent that theyll kill her. and they will, just not for the reasons youd expect. cause see yltas plan sorta kinda completely backfired and now eklyre is irreparably traumatised with a huge resentment towarsd their "mother" and from the decade theyve now spent quote unquote free from her theyve realised everything is her fault and their society is inherently unfair so theyve resolved to killing the gods themself to establish a new and equal society

and that is. essentially what they do. theres other characters that are actually the protagonists cause eklyres kinda supposed to be like an ally turned surprise secondary antagonist where the plot twist is they were never on phiadias side and want to kill everyone but then the protags get radicalised by them and everyone lived happily ever after

and tempest is there too. yea

[killthe-illusionarydreams]

Ashes To Ashes

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Reader

Request: ‘Please could you write a Fred Weasley imagine where you’re inside the burrow when Bellatrix sets it on fire and Fred runs in to get you out?? Thank you, I’m really loving you writing!’ For anonymous

Ps- i havent read the books or seen the movies in a while so I kinda went w the time it was fleur & bills wedding & intergrated it w that, sorry if its not what u wanted but I did write Bellatrix’s attack in x

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Today was the big day. For today was the the day where Fleur & Bill were finally to be wed. For their celebration to erase war from anyones thoughts, today they were just two kids in love, not undercover Order Workers. Today they were simply girl & boy.

“Oi Y/N hurry up, Fleur’s asking for you” Ginny shouts practically breathless as she runs past your room, trying to find Hermione for the bride.

You pick up the gorgeous bouqet that earlier today you picked up from the florist for the woman and made your way downstairs into the living room. As you take a closer look, you notice something is off. Fleur was standing rigidly still, looking in the mirror unblinking.

“Fleur, darling, are you alright?”

The woman remained silent, Y/N had no idea what to do, she’d never seen her friend so paniced, so immobile. Ever since Y/N’s sixth year (after the Triwizard Tournament) the two kept in contact, maintaining a solid friendship with the other, who wouldve known that years later Fleur would join the family that you had already been apart of.

“Its okay to be nervous.” You sit beside the Frenchwoman “Just talk through it” grabbing her hand you pull her down to sit beside you.

“It’z all so scary Y/N. I love Bill, I really do, but what if he realises he doesnt feel the same about me and leaves me there?” She faces you, eyes glossed over

That caused you to frowm slightly “Bill loves you more than he loves life itself Fleaur, everybody knows that he’d do anything for you just to see you happy- not many can say that they have a person like that.” You smile lightly, thinking about your person. “You constantly say how much you love him, so if you stil feel that for him, theres no need to be scared of getting married-These are the normal pre wedding doubts, none of them are true. Besides, I’m sure if Bill tried to run away from such a gorgeous and talented person as you, Molly would raise havoc and go to the ends of the earth to get him back.”

Fleur looks up at you, smiling, but with stray tears going down her face “Thank you Y/N” she throws herself forward and hugs you “It’s just a big step & I’ve been so emotional lately because of-“ she hesitates

A look of realisation dawns on you and you beam, hugging her once more but tighter “You’re joking? Congratulations!” You give her a peck on the cheek “Does Bill know?” You queried as she shook her head

“Non, I only confirmed it a week ago. Please dont tell anyone Y/N.” She looks at you with pleading eyes and you vigorously nod

“Of course. I wont say a thing, this is your secret. But how about we start getting ready for your wedding hmm.”

As Y/N started to do Fleurs makeup, Hermione rushed in with the wedding dress that her and Molly had been making final adjustments to, Ginny was running around frantically trying to get all the guests in the right places and seats. Once commisioning your help to shout at a group of loiterers to leave the premises because they wouldnt listen to the red head girl. All in all, after many hours, Fleaur was ready.

“You look gorgeous.” Gabrielle beamed at her sister

“Stunning.”

“Ethereal.”

“I might just steal you from Bill” you wink and cause her to laugh and blow you a kiss “I’ll go get everyone ready, you still have plenty of time to relax.” Handing Gabrielle the bouqet, you rush out of the room, which proved to be quite difficult in heels. But bearing through the pain, you get outside and see rows and rows of the fragile golden chairs set on either side of the long purple carpet. The supporting poles to the gazeebo top were entwined with gorgeous white and gold flowers. As you look to where there was supposed to be an enormous bunch of balloons, you frown to see it bare.

“George!” You shout getting his attention “Wheres Fred? You were supposed to the balloons up ages-“ you feel strong arms pick you up and spin you around, making you let out a shriek of surprise, thankfully not loud enough to get the attention of the others

“I’m here my love, disposable at your command.” He purrs into your ear, sending chills down your spine

“Put me down asshole” you laugh and turn to face him, before you could manage to say anything you were taken aback at how he looked. “You got a haircut.” You stated plainly and ran a hand through his hair as he put his arms around your waist.

“Correction, George cut my hair when I wasnt paying attention so ‘people would be able to tell the difference between us’” he wrinkled his nose

You stare at him, dumbstruck “As if the hole on the side of his head wasnt enough.” Fred laughs and says thats what he said “I like it, it suits you.”

Fred grins and kisses you, “Lets face it Y/N you like anything when its to do with me.”

You roll your eyes and hum in agreement “Thats because I love you Fred. But I will seriously consider breaking up with you if you dont get the balloons up as you promised.”

Fred gives you a small peck & jumps back from you “I’m on it!” and runs over towards his brother to finally do what he had to. You smile at him, reminiscing at how you managed to fall in love with such an idiotic man, yet you could never wish for more. Fred Weasley was truly perfect.

Shaking your head you turn back to the guests that were not where they were supposed to be before shouting “Get to your seats and away from the food please! Thats for after the ceremony!” You swat their hands before adding “If you dont know where youre supposed to be, go to Hermione and Molly, they will tell you.” You motion to the pair before walking around to make last minute adjustments.

The wedding ceremony went beautifully, Fleur was walked down with her bridesmaids: Gabrielle & Ginny. When in sight, she rendered everyone breathless, she was ethereal, the most gorgeous a person could possibly look. Molly teared up from the get go at the sight of her eldest marrying, many more joined in when they said their vows. You could not believe that the day of your friends wedding had finally arrived. Throughout the entire sitting down portion of the ceremony, Fred was holding your hand and rubbing circles on it, an assurance that through everything you went through- you were still together- still alive.

*

The loud music was ringing through the field, dancing bodies surrounded you, but you paid them no mind, your main focus on Fred.

“Did I tell you how gorgeous you look Y/N?”

You laugh lightly as you sway to the beat “No, I must’ve missed it the other ten times you said it”

“Well you do, absolutely bewitching, are you sure you didnt use a love poition on me? I never knew feeling this was possible.” He jokes as he spins you

“Must be my natural charm and charisma that got you so captured Fred.”

“Must be.” He mutters softly looking into your eyes. Fred was completely besotted by you, more than anyone had ever seen him be, he just knew that Y/N was perfect. The way that she’d light up any room she walked in, the way that she’d never back down from a challenge, and just simply how she made him feel. Dear Merlin he loved the girl. “After this do you fancy going away for a bit?”

You look at him sceptically “Planning out your murderous fantasies are we?”

He laughs and shakes his head “You’re impossible. No, since the shops closed I thought we could go away somewhere before everything with the war kicks off, I want as much time with you as I can get.”

“Oh” you forgot that the wizarding world was on the brink of war “Yeah. Yeah, I’d like that. But if you sneak George along i swear to Merlin I will live through my murderous fantasy & kill the pair of you.”

Fred chuckles again, before nodding “Promise, no George. I think he got an eyefull when he barged into our room without knocking.”

“Serves him right.” You mumble “I told him on multiple occasions to knock.”

The rest of the song died down and you stayed in Freds arms for a moment, before he was being wisked away to dance with Aunt Muriel, he held an awfully sour look as you giggled when she hounded on him to straighten his back, then saying that he was too tall.

“I’m a bit cold, I’ll go get a jacket then I’ll be right back” Y/N kissed his cheek & left to get back inside the burrow. Thinking nothing of it, she poured herself another drink, smiling to herself at how Fred would have to have another dance with Muriel. What an awful woman.

Unbeknown to the girl, a silver patronus intruded on the celebration to announce grave news. “The Ministary has fallen. The Minister of magic is dead. They are coming. They are coming.” Everyone scrabled to find their loved ones, to make sure that they were safe, but before Fred even had the chance to look for Y/N, everything burst into havoc. The gazeebo was now engulfed in flames, Death Eaters showing up everywhere to curse them.

“Y/N!” Fred shouted, frantically looking around for the girl “Y/N!”

He turned around and was greeted by a paniced Mr Weasley “Theres not much time Fred, I dont know where she is, you need to get to safety and leave. Now!”

Fred ignored his fathers protests and ran, dodging various spells being shot from either side. He had to find you, he had to know you were safe.

An abrupt crash jolts you back into reality, you get up to run and go outside but with a sudden ‘whoosh’ and black smoke- two Death Eaters appear infront of you.

“Shit.” You mumble & grab your wand, quickly dodging their spells you manage to knock one out & try to deal with the other. “You’re quite persistant-“ blue sparks shoot from your wand, the figure ran upstairs & you follow.

“And you’re associated with mud-blood scum!” A flash of green emerged from their wand that narrowly missed you, you grin

“You missed.” You kick a chair at the figure, momentarily distracting them to cast a spell “Stupefy! Petrificus totalus!” As the figure was knocked out & bound together, you walk over and spit out “Get a life, prick” snapping their wand in two.

In the middle of your fight, you had not noticed that the commotion outside had turned to an arsonists playground. looking through the window you call for Fred, hearing no response your heart stops, you leave the room & try to get down the stairs but now they were already engulfed by flames.

“Oh shit” you panic and shoot spells at it to stop the fire from spreading, but to no avail, it only got worse. Smoke was now clouding your vision, realising that if you were not to jump down you’d perish in this fire. Letting out a short breath, you hype yourself up for the leap of your life “You can do it Y/N. Come on” violetly coughing, you jump. Unfortunately landing a fair few stairs too high. Unbearable pain shoots up through your leg & you cry out in pain.

Sinking to the floor you couldnt even move, the pain in your arm and leg restricting you. This was it, this would be how you die. All alone, with no one to help you, no one to save you. In a burning house. Yet the only thought racing through your mind was ‘Is Fred safe’. Thankfully most of the fire was behind you, the staircase had completely gone up in flames however, the roof was begining to crumble down. A plank toppled down, narrowly missing you, but making the room next to you catch on fire.

As you were losing conciousness you hear a strained yell “Y/N!” You try to respond, but all that came out was a series of violent coughs “Y/N im coming, hang on!” You couldn’t see what was happening, i dont know if it was the thick cloud of smoke or the fact that you were breathing most of it in, but your vision blurred.

A faint figure emerged, breathless, trying to get through the flames & to you fast enough “Hey Y/N ive got you, im here.” You felt yourself being picked up & your body fell like a ragdoll. “Oh merlin dont die on me Y/N.” Was the last thing you heard before passing out.

*

The abrupt light and noise woke you up, yet you were unable to open your eyes, they were far too heavy for the little energy you had. Were you dead? Is this what death felt like?

“Stop pacing Fred, she’ll be fine.” You heard a voice say, however, unable to distinguish who it belonged to “shes a strong girl, the nurses said so.”

“Yeah they also said she’d wake up yesterday, so my apologies if I dont believe what they have to say.” He snapped

Fred. Oh yes, Fred. He came into the building to save you didnt he? So that answered your question of being dead. You were very much alive, but dear Merlin you were in unbearable pain.

“She’ll be up and about soon though? Her body was exhausted thats why shes sleeping so long right?” He continued, sounding unsure. Well if this is how they reacted to you passing out you wouldn’t want to know how theyd react if you died.

“And id appreciate it if I could sleep some more.” You croak out as you let your eyes open. Coming to face the whole clan of distressed red heads, Harry, Hermione & Fleur.

Fred snaps to face you and a look of relief washes over his features “Y/N” he whispers and rushes to your side hugging you “You’re okay. You’re alive. Thank Merlin.”

You try to chuckle, which abruptly turns into a wheze “I’m okay yeah, in a lot of pain but I’m fine.” Fred retreats from you, an apologetic look on his face.

“Come on kids lets give them some space.” Molly ushers everyone out of the room “I’m glad you’re okay Y/N” she sends you a smile and leaves the room for you and Fred to be alone.

Moments pass with Fred just looking at you with glassy eyes before he abruptly let out “You bloody scared me half to death!”

You motion for him to help you sit up “Oh I do apologise that me nearly burning in a fire scared you. I wasnt very happy about it either.”

Fred looks at you speachless, confused at how you can joke about it so soon. He remains quiet before letting out a big sigh and hanging his head into his lap “I thought I lost you.” He mumbles, barely loud enough for you to hear

“Hey, look at me.” You say and put his face into your left hand with the little energy you have “I’m okay, I’m alive. And so are you” he smiles faintly before you continue “Obviously as gorgeous as ever, so nothing irreversible happened.”

He laughs “Obviously.”

While in the room Fred filled you in on what happened, that after the Death Eaters showed up & they fought them off- Bellatrix Lestrange set fire to the burrow & he ran in to get you out. He told you that you passed out & that you had to be taken to St Mungos to treat your broken leg and the burn on your arm.

“The nurses said you were lucky to get out alive Y/N” he said lowly, not being able to bear the thought of your death.

“Im alive because of you Fred. Thank you.” You offer a weak smile “There were two Death Eaters in the house when it burned up-“

“Thats not on your concious to bear, Its on Bellatrix Lestrange.”

You nod, in all honesty you didnt feel bad that they perished in the fire- their downfall was their own undoing. But what was on your mind was the fire burn “When I’m better do you recon I’ll l have a cool badass scar?”

Fred shakes his head as he holds your hand, of course thats what Y/N is thinking about “‘course you will, It’ll become part of badass backstory.”

“Good” you mumble and close your eyes. After a long silence you relax back into your pillow, the sleeping draft & skelly-grow hitting you like a brick. You begin to mumble incoherent sentences

“Hey Freddie?”

He looks at your peaceful face, all calm against the pillow and responds “Yes my love?”

After a little pause of small mumbles, you ask “When I’m better, can we leave for our trip?”

“Whatever you want Y/N.” He smiles lightly & watches you drift off to sleep, hoping that ‘better’ would come along faster.

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Ahh okay hi! Omg this took so long to write, again sorry its not the actual bellatrix fire story, i jus forgot how it happened & when I remembered I wrote too much of it. <33

[freebooter4ever]

Im giggling cause earlier this week i was looking through my doodles trying to find a more action-y badass looking shot of geno to print, and realized fuck 90% of my drawings are just adoring renderings of his face. When did that happen 😂 that wasnt how this was supposed to go.

Im just saying some of us (a LOT of us lol!!) think he's pretty to look at

Is M*lkin hot or are you just a P*nguins fan

[vampireqrow-moved]

um its my birthday so wait until 12:01am pst to block me if u hate this post 🥰🥰

long story short the pansexual label is redudant and actively harmful (its far from the worst problem bisexuals face but it is one issue) and i dont hate anyone who identifies as pan because A) those ppl are bi like me and B) i used to identify as pan myself.

if thats enough for you to block me and make a callout post for me then i cant stop you but pretty please either read this whole thing or just wait a few minutes for my bday to end 🥰🥰

anyways im kicking off this point with some personal experiences bc i love to talk to myself. i got introduced to the pan label at maybe 10ish years old, and started identifying with it pretty much right away. i heard about it before bisexual and it was pitched as attraction to all genders and of course trans people. i was of course a trans ally! i had trans friends! i was trans also but hadnt figured it out yet! the way i had heard of it, there was no bisexual, there was no need for bisexual, and identifying differently was excluding trans people, which I was certainly against. being bisexual was trans exclusionary and why would i exclude trans people? the 'hearts not parts' slogan was thriving around this time and i genuinely said it and meant it.

as i started to become more online, mostly through roleplaying websites and tumblr here, i started hearing of bisexuality. it was supposedly an older term, so older people still used it, but it was common knowledge that pansexual was the better, inclusive label and younger people should adopt the new inclusive language instead of the old and transphobic words like bisexual. /s

and then bi and pan solidarity was all the rage! pansexual wasnt erasing bisexuality, why did anyone ever think that? bi and pan were two separate and complete identities that were valid and had to be respected or youre a mean exclusionist. and an asexual person, hearing people labelled exclusionist always meant they were excluding people from the lgbta community who rightfully belonged, denying peoples lived experiences, and generally telling people theyre wrong about their sexuality because theyre too young. and all of those things were bad and had hurt me, so it would be ridiculous to change labels and support "pan exclusionists" because they were just as bad as ace and aro exclusionists, and they were all the same people. or so it seemed to me at that time.

then, 'hearts not parts' began getting called out for blatant transphobic by insinuating that pansexual was the only identity that loved people for their "hearts" and personalities instead of those gross gays, lesbians, bisexuals, and even straights who only saw people for their "parts". (STRAIGHT PEOPLE ARE NOT OPPRESSED. I AM MERELY POINTING OUT THAT PANSEXUALITY WAS SHOWN AS ABOVE ALL OTHERS.) many pan people, including myself, began to denounce the slogan and insist pansexuality wasnt transphobic, there had just been a coincidence that a transphobic slogan was everywhere and a huge part of people's explantions of and associations with pansexuality. hint: it wasnt a coincidence.

from my perspective, this is when i began to see people discussing dropping the word pansexual. that seemed to be a huge step from getting rid off a transphobic slogan, and these people were just meanies who hated microlabels. and i like microlabels! as a genderfluid person, and someone who has friends who use specific aro and acespec labels, ive seen how people can use them to name specific experiences while still acknowleging their presence underneath umbrella terms like aromantic, asexual, nonbinary, lgbta, and for some people, queer.

pansexuals dont do that. they dont label pansexuality as a specific set of experiences under the bisexual umbrella, they see themselves as a separate identity, and even if they started to, the history of biphobia and transphobic undeniably linked to the existence of pansexuality in enough to stop being worth using. but i digress. pansexualitys shiny new definition that many people cling to is that pansexual is attraction to all genders. bisexual is two or more genders.

which. frankly? doesnt make any sense. my guess is that its supposed to be inclusive of nonbinary genders and those a part of cultures who historically have not had a binary gender system in the first place. i cannot speak for the latter group, but as a nonbinary person, its not inclusive. anyone can be attracted to nonbinary people. literally anyone. theres no way to know if everyone you meet is nonbinary or not. whether or not a nonbinary person reciprocates those feelings and is interested in pursuing a relationship is completely up to the individual, regardless of the sexualities of the people involved.

bottom line is that you cant number the amounts of genders someone can be attracted to, thus rendering those definitions pointless. people can be attracted to all kinds of people regardless of gender, even if they are gay, a lesbian, or straight. all people can date thousands of nonbinary genders if all people involved are interested and comfortable with it. numbering the genders you can be attracted to diminishes the post of nonbinary, as it is not a third gender, it simply any experience not fitting within the western concept of the gender binary (if the person so chooses to identify as such. if you cant tell already, the nonbinary experience is varied between every single nonbinary person.) important to note also that no widely accepted bisexual text defines bisexual as attracted to exclusively two genders or even the "two or more genders". i know this is used a lot but please read the bisexual manifesto. its free online i promise.

some people also claim pansexuals experience "genderblind" attraction while bisexuals feel differently attracted to different genders. this is very nitpicky for whats supposed to be two unconnected idenities, but thats only part of the problem. this definition is also not in any widely accepted bisexual texts, and bisexuality has never excluded those who experience genderblind attraction. i am in fact a bi person who experiences genderblind attraction. this does not mean i am not bisexual. it simply means i experience bisexuality differently than other bisexuals, and thats wonderful! no broad communities like bisexuality are expected to all share the same experience. we are all so different and its amazing were able to come together under the bisexual flag.

last definition, or justification i should say, is that yes these definitions are redundant and theyre the same sexuality, but people prefer different labels and thats okay. i agree in principle. people can define themselves as many things like homosexuals or gays or lesbians or queers or even other reclaimed slurs, while still not labelling themselves under the most "common" or "accurate" labels.

but pansexuality isnt the same as bisexuality, which may sound silly but hear me out. it has been continually used as a way to further divide bisexuals, who are already subject to large amounts of lgbta discrimination. "pansexuality was started by trans people who were upset with transphobia within the bisexual community! it cant be transphobic OR biphobic!" except of course that it can and it is. to say that trans people cant be transphobic is absurd. transmedicalism is right there, but thats not what im getting at. all minorities can have internal and sometimes external biases against people who are the same minority as them.

pansexuality was started as a way to be trans inclusive at the expense of labelling bisexuality as transphobic when its not. transphobia is everywhere, and bisexuals are not exempt. instead of working on the transphobia within the community, the creators of pansexuality decided to remove themselves from it to create a better and less tainted word and community, and the fact that pansexuality is intended to replace bisexuality or leave it for the transphobes goes to show a few things. pansexuality and bisexuality are inherently linked because the pan label is in response to the bi label. due to its origins, it is inherently competing with bisexuality and it cant be "reclaimed" from its biphobic roots. pansexuality is not a whole, separate, and valid label. its a biphobic response to issues within the bisexual community.

to top off this post, heres something a full grown adult once said to me. in person. she was my roommate. "i feel like im pan because im attracted to trans people. trans women, trans men, i could definitely date them. but not nonbinary people because thats gross and weird." she saw pan as trans inclusive and defined herself that way as opposed to bi which is shitty!

also a little extra tidbit about my experiences identifying as pan. i saw myself as better than every bi person. all of them. even my trans and bi friends. whenever they brought up being bisexual i would think to myself "why dont you identify as pansexual? its better and shows people you support trans people." because i was made to believe bisexuality didnt and was therefore inferior. thats the mindset that emerged from my time in the pansexual community. i am so sorry to all of my bisexual friends even if they never noticed. i love you all and hope you have a great day. this also goes to any bisexuals or people who identify as bi in anyway, such as biromantic or simply bi. love you all.

ummm yeah heres some extra reading i found helpful and relevant. here and here. also noooo dont disagree with me and unfollow me im so sexy 🥴🥴🥴

[angstymdzsthoughts]

1/ >mpreg< wrh won the sunshot campaign, but both his sons still die, so he wants to be repaid. he demands a chosen bride from each sect for his harem and so nhs, jgy, lxc, and even jyl (who is married and left jl as an orphan bc jzx died during the war) and wwx.. he especially wants wwx and so he keeps him separate from the rest, seals his power and brainwashed him, turning him into a pliant bedwarmer whose only job is to provide wrh with more children.

2/ >mpreg< wrh made sure to control his new harem with a tight leash, going so far as to damage their golden cores to weaken them. lwj is going mad bc not only his brother but also his beloved wei ying were taken away to serve wrh. he tried to reach out to other sects, asking them to cooperate to take their hostages back but none of the sects were brave or strong enough to go against wrh, especially after the devastating war.

3/ >mpreg< after thirteen years of gathering intel and strength as well as countless failed infiltration missions, lwj has had enough of it and decided to sneak into nightless city himself. he managed to find his brother and nhs but there were no signs of the others. it broke his heart to see the swollen stomach of his brother as he told him that none of them had seen wwx since he was first taken in. wwx is wrh's favorite, birthing the most children for him out of all of them.

4/ >mpreg< nightless city was crawling with children who look like wrh. lwj told lxc that he's making a plan to help all of them escape. lxc was scared for his children, but didn't object. wrh found out abt lwj sneaking into his castle, but kept hush abt it bc he wants lwj to suffer more. he threatened lxc to act like he was going along with the plan and telling wrh everything or he's going to kill their youngest toddler. he could just put a new one in him, anyway.

5/ >mpreg< lxc just prayed lwj would have enough time to escape when their escape plan fail later. after about a week of hiding in nightless city, lwj stumbled upon a restricted area. he managed to sneak in and he was horrified to find wwx inside, heavily pregnant, but without an ounce of discontent on his face, in fact he looked overjoyed. the man was calmly combing his hair while humming to himself. lwj was so shocked he accidentally made a noise that alerted wei ying of his presence.

6/ >mpreg< "who's there?" wwx immediately grabbed a hairpin for self defense but relaxed when his eyes found it was just lwj. "oh hi lan zhan" he was smiling but it was so unsettling. "why do you hv to sneak in like a mouse? my a-yuan can do better than that when he was five" lwj couldnt move, couldnt say anything. "lan zhan? what's wrong? we haven't met for many years and the first thing you do is sneak into my room and frown at me?"

7/ >mpreg< "wei ying. have to get you out of here" lwj finally uttered. "what? why?" lwj couldnt believe his ears. "why would i want to leave master ruohan and our children?" lwj wished he could just die on the spot. "but- he forced you and the others-" "forced? what are you talking about?" lwj saw wwx was getting agitated and it unnerved him to no end. "if youre coming here just to disturb me then just go!" wwx's voice was getting louder and lwj has no choice but to leave before he was found

8/ >mpreg< a couple weeks later, lwj finally managed to get the last of his plans taken care of. he made a huge distraction that allowed wrh's harem to flee to their designated meeting spot (they came right back in after but lwj never knew that). they could bring the smaller children with their mothers but they would have to leave the older children behind since wrh had had his influence on them already. the only one left was wei ying. he had to get wei ying back no matter what.

9/ >mpreg< lwj didnt care if he would only be able to take wei ying or if wei ying was going to hate him. he couldnt let wei ying go again. he inched closer to wwx's living quarters and he barely got a greeting in before the maidservants announced wrh's arrival. wwx immediately told lwj to hide in his room. wrh came in and wwx all but jumped into his arms. lwj could see everything. he could see wrh kissing he face he dreamt of kissing for so many years, touching the body he dreamt of touching for so many years.

10/ >mpreg< lwj ended up hiding for a good portion of the whole day, trying to close his ears as he heard sounds he once dreamt wei ying would let out only for him. swallowing his own tears as wwx begs wrh to ravish him. wrh didnt leave until wwx woke up from his nap. when he deemed it safe enough, lwj sneaks back out, still wrecking his brain trying to think of ways to convince wwx to leave with him. "wei ying, come back to gusu with me, please" wwx pouts, shaking his head. "im not going anywhere, get lost!" "wei ying please" lwj tried approaching wwx, but he just kept backing away. "get lost!"

11/ >mpreg< lwj kept pushing, maybe if he could just <i>touch</i> wei ying, he could identify and undo whatever spell wrh did on wei ying. wwx kept backing away, replying to all of lwj's pleas with 'get lost'. he wasnt going to let this man who he hadnt seen for so long take everything away from him. soon, there was no more space for wwx to retreat to, trapped between lwj's approaching form and his vanity table. he grabbed a hairpin and swung, slashing lwj's perfect face. blood dripped on the floor, but lwj couldnt care less, not when wei ying is inches away from him. he <i>had</i> to have wei ying back.

12/ >mpreg< lwj was prepared to just hit wwx's pressure points to render him unconscious and carry him outside, his pregnancy be damned, but before he could, wei ying was already screaming. "a-yuan!" it took mere seconds before the door slammed open, revealing a teenager with a sword in his hand. he had wei ying's eyes. he could recognize that shade of silver anywhere, but the glint of malice there was unmistakably wen ruohan's. the teenager charged at lwj, who was caught off guard and it took no time before lwj was subdued and bleeding, kneeling by wwx's bed with the teenager's foot keeping him still. "scum! you dare try to harm my mother?!"

13/ >mpreg< "would never try to harm wei ying.. only want wei ying back" lwj croaks. "preposterous!" wei ying's son (a-yuan, lwj's mind provided) barked. "who do you think you are, to boldly lay claim on my mother? you deserve death for this!" lwj didnt respond. he was focused on wwx sitting in front of him, caressing his baby bump lovingly, creating an image of heavenly bliss, but everything in lwj screamed that it was <i>wrong- wrong, wrong, wei ying is</i> "lan zhan" lwj's world stopped.

14/ >mpreg< wwx looked at lwj in the eyes. his eyes look sad. disappointed. <i>at wangji</i> "why do you keep antagonizing me? back then you kept telling me that i was wrong, kept telling me how i was supposed to be. i know you didnt like me before and i left you alone. now youre here pestering me, as if i have no mind of my own to think and feel. and you ask me to leave with you?never," wwx's eyes hardened with grievance. "i suggest you leave immediately and maybe you'll get to keep your life" lwj's eyes widen. <i>wei ying misunderstood, must tell him- </i> "no, wei ying, youre under a spell. wei ying would never-" lwj wheezed as a sharp kick hit his back. "shut up!" wen yuan growled, "if i hear you speak rubbish one more time i would-" "a-yuan" wwx interrupted. "wen yuan, my beloved firstborn, it's okay. mother's got this," he gave his son an assuring look. then he shifted his gaze back to lwj. "lan zhan, im not under any spell. i really do belong here. you can check" wwx held out one hand for lwj to touch. lwj desperately took the hand. he wanted to relish in the softness of skin at first, the warmth he longed for, but quickly decided something was more important. he checked wwx's meridians, his qi pathways. lwj paled. he could feel nothing.

15/ >mpreg< "why" all the breath left lwj. "wei ying, he- he made you birth so many children, kept you locked here-" wwx's brows arched. "i love my children. i have always wanted a house full of children. master ruohan gave me what i wanted. i bear children for him because i love him" if this was heaven then lwj would rather go to hell.angstymdzsthoughtsOofWas that the last part?reblog-monsterno hold oni have like 1 or 2 moreangstymdzsthoughtsOk

16/ >mpreg< <i>wei ying, his wei ying, his heart, his soulmate, loves-?</i> "i love master ruohan, the father of my children. if he wants me to stay, i will stay. if he wants me to go, i will go. but you, you dont get a say" lwj heaved as wwx pulled his hand back, his heart too heavy and his head too painful. "ah, my bad" wwx gave lwj a side eye. "you know to much now" lwj swore he could saw wwx smirk at wen yuan but nothing mattered anymore. lwj gasped when a sword pierced his chest but it was a welcome pain to numb his aching soul. "just so you know," wwx's eyes glinted with glee as he bends down in a mock attempt to whisper into lwj's ear. "i love being pregnant. i beg master ruohan to breed me again even a few weeks after giving birth. im never going to stop, i cant stop," he giggled and lwj was somehow relieved that wwx's laughter was the last thing he heard before everything dissolved into nothing.

[ending notes] back in gusu, just as everyone was busy with the absence of their sect leader, only a letter came a few days later with a familiar red seal and a bloody headband. someone tried to violate a member of wen ruohan's harem and the perpetrator has been dealt with accordingly. their sect leader never returned.

[stozkpile]

i accidentally lost my entire essay that i was writing abt biden and bernie but nothing can stop me so im doing it again.

the only reason biden got this far was due to a bunch of "coincidental" drops from the race RIGHT before super tuesday, and because the red scare tactic american politicians still hold onto make bernie (who is, for most of the world, a center left candidate at most, as american politics is skewed to the upper right) seem unreasonable. let's go over some of the common arguments against him:

1. BERNIE IS A COMMIE: bernie is a self proclaimed socialist. ok. do you really think he, as president (not as king of america. or as dictator. did we all forget what the president does?), will seize the means of production and sentence everyone to work in the gulags? what the hell is wrong with people? he wants to give people free healthcare and free education. and he wants to tax the ULTRA rich into helping/cut military funding.

1. why cant we create more tax brackets? people who make $520,000 a year, $100,000 an HOUR, and $60,000 a MINUTE, are all supposed to pay 37% of that money in taxes. make more tax brackets. tax capital gains more. close tax loopholes. ANYTHING. so much money is being spent on nothing.

2. military funding gets around 685 BILLION dollars a year. if we HALVE that, it'll still be hundreds of billions more than what China (which has over a BILLION people and is the second largest economy in the WORLD) spends on military, which is around 181 billion. that, simply put, is a fuckload of money. we could easily still have the biggest fucking military in the world and provide more help to the people, which i still don't agree with (america feels like a warmongering state to me), but compromises have to be made, right?

BERNIE HAS NO PLAN: and biden does? do you think every american president had a dissertation written about what they would enact if the got the office? bernie, if he wins, will hire cabinet members and staff, who will be better at certain things than he is. bernie is also an experienced politician who has worked multiple blue-collar jobs and was politically active as a youth.

1. bernie is campaigning and trying to win votes. being a president is about representing your country as much as it is having a working brain on your shoulders, which means you have to have a semblance of charisma and marketability. bernie isn't throwing facts and plans at people because thats not what most people want to hear. in fact, that was a weakness of warren's campaign. and any good plan wont be easy to explain during a short speech where youre supposed to rally people, or on a podcast, or on tv. he's passionate and empathetic, which is refreshing, considering how sociopathic politics are in general.

which leads to part 2. bernie probably has a better idea of his plans than people think. hes been doing politics for a long time. he was able to pass a lot of favorable policies as mayor, and has consistently been on the right side of history, even when it wasnt popular. and honestly, even if he's not able to pass as much as he would like as president (because i know american politicians/people who keep american politicians in their pocket are determined to stop him), it will at least represent a change in the american pathos, and itll show them that the disenfranchised finally have power. this scares dems as much as republicans.

BERNIE/HIS SUPPORTERS ARE TOO ANGRY: do you think they're mad for no reason? it's easy to think everyone is too emotional when you don't have to care about politics to survive.

are you five? do you think everyone has to be nice all the time? do you think that if someone has feelings about their argument, that renders their argument invalid? being nice doesn't change things and recent events prove that. trump bullied everyone and became the sole republican candidate.

just because something is legal or illegal doesn't mean it's right or wrong. do you think the civil rights movement was everyone being nice and putting together nicely-worded arguments? do you think stonewall was a fun little party? do you think the civil fucking war was a bunch of people talking to each other very politely about whether black people deserved freedom or not? people died. people were beaten. people were furious. and because of their fury, and their actions, we live in a better time. it can still get better. progress doesn't end. it doesnt have to come to blows anymore, but it wont be nice.

BERNIE HAS NO CHANCE AGAINST TRUMP: "vote blue no matter who." bernie is the only candidate that has a real chance against trump, and we know this because a sizable group of voters who would've voted for him voted for trump instead/didn't vote at all because hillary is so violently unlikable. and hillary still eeked out the popular vote, although she lost the electoral college. we can complain about the electoral college being a thing at all but if hillary still almost won, bernie would do better than she did. if people would vote for ANYONE over trump, then be willing to vote for bernie, because even republicans like him. bernie has working class clout. and nothing infuriates a poor white more than the intellectual elite flaunting their money at them all the time.

trump doesnt have a lot to say about bernie either. trump might think theres no way that bernie would make it to november, or maybe he's "supporting" him in an attempt to drive a wedge between him and the democratic party, or maybe he actually likes him (which would be fucked up lol), but one thing's for sure: bernie will not choke. trump would try to stir him up or attempt to make fun of him, as he does (and let's be honest...trump is very good at bullying people), and bernie would just take it and throw it all back at him. bernie has hutzpah, which is what none of the other candidates have, and what trump's whole campaign is. bernie is also cool, which biden isn't.

biden is:

a well-documented creep

a faux-progressive with a history of repugnant political decisions, including the 1994 crime bill (he changed his reasoning for it later to seem less racist), gutting welfare, opposing school integration in the 70s, and voting for the iraq war

a plagiarist

the kind of guy who lies about his son's death to get an inch (multiple counts, but the most egregious is when he implied his son was killed because of the iraq war in an effort to defend the vote. although he was there, beau biden died of a brain tumor and complications.)

losing his brain faculties, which is very easy to see. he's old. bernie is too, but at least he can string together a sentence.

is winning in states that will ultimately vote red. and republicans hate him.

tl;dr if you dont give a shit, vote bernie. if you give a shit, think critically, and then vote bernie. it isn't over yet.

[constantlyunlightening]

Prove It (Part 2)

Fandom: BNHA

Pairing: Prohero!Bakugo Katsuki x F!reader

Genre: smut

Rated Explicit for: reader being bent over a desk, mostly

18 years of age or older! If you're under, do not read or interact.

Bakugo was a hero now. And while that’s what he had always wanted to be, he still wasn’t number one yet. So even though every day he worked with that goal in mind, he tended to get stressed about his short comings - a lot. He already had quite a temper in general, but knowing their was a hero above him had his own emotions overclocked when he had to think about it too much. And lo and behold, this chick just loved rubbing it in his face.

This wasn’t the first time she had decided to bring up Deku, and it probably wouldn’t be the last either. She just had such a way of pressing all the wrong buttons with him. Every time she did, he would day dream about ways to get her to shut the hell up. Namely, they were usually violent thoughts that he’d never dare act out. He could get pissy, sure, but at the end of the day she was a less shitty partner than most of the other heros here and he valued her as such. He didnt actually want any harm to come to her. But nonetheless, the thoughts of blasting that smug smirk off her face had wandered across his mind more than once.

But there were some days - some days - where he was in a different headspace. Some days, instead of blasting that smile off her lips, he imagined using another technique to shut her up. It was a more primal state of mind. It was a headspace he didnt want to ever admit to thinking about. But some days he thought about shoving her down onto her knees and putting those lips to a better use than talking shit. He wanted her mouth wide, while his cock stretched her cheek or rammed down her throat. Any attempt she that she would even try to make some smart ass remark would be nothing more than a muffled gag or a moan moan vibrating against his skin. She wouldnt dare look so smug choking on him like that….

It was days when he had thoughts like that, that he really wanted to keep away from her. He never actually planned on acting on it. No matter how attractive she was, he usually dismissed the idea. He was too focused on work anyway.

So in reality, Bakugo hadn’t been planning on getting his dick wet today - especially not in their pro hero office and not with his spit fire of a coworker. But hey, now that the opportunity was here, he wasn’t exactly complaining. Today she had pushed just a little too hard and he just had to act out. Initially, he was bluffing, pulling at his belt for show. He hadn’t been in a depraved headset when he had pinned her. But then she called his bluff, and that glimmer in her eyes as she challenged him again had flicked a switch within him. She was giving him the chance to stop her yammering. And while he may not have her gagging on him today, he could get her screaming until her throat was hoarse which would be just as effective in making her loose the attitude. Plus, he was due for some type of stress relief and physical worked for him.

His own pupils, now blown with a heated desire, locked on his partner’s glazed expression. Having his fingers toy with her mouth earlier had already caused a small string of saliva to run down her chin and he couldn’t help the smirk starting to flicker onto his lips. He had just started to touch her and she already looked all sorts of fucked up. Served her right for saying that blockhead Deku was a better fuck. What the hell did she know anyway? He was going to fuck that thought, along with every other thought, right out of that pretty little head of hers. And considering the way she was already squirming against his fingers made it clear itd be an easy win for him… She could have at least tried to give him a challenge.

He let his fingers toy with her, flicking against her clit briefly before sliding back down between her folds. It was a moment of reprieve before he’d move right back up to that sweet spot with just a bit more pressure. Work her up nice and slow so she’d be absolutely dripping. The wetter he got her, the easier it would be wreck her. His earlier frustrations with her were now starting to melt away the more he watched her body quiver underneath his touch. He wouldn’t admit it, but that face she was making worked for him. It was the best damn face she had made all day and the mental picture of it was most likely going to linger in his mind for days to come.

A longing ache began to swell underneath his pants as he watched her attitude dissolve right before his eyes. While their was still some fire flaring in her own glassy gaze, it was hard to take it seriously between the quake of her legs and the soft coos starting to fall from her. “I like those noises a lot better than you getting all smart mouthed with me,” Katsuki began, once again dragging his finger off her clit. This time he dropped down to hover over her entrance and inwardly had to bite back his grown. She was already this worked up? She was fucking leaking. He had to take a slight step back to get a better view of the wet that collected on his fingers and way it had started to slip down her thighs. “You really are a perv, huh?” He may have sounded angry if he had said it earlier, but right now he couldnt help being fascinated with his discovery. His fingers easily slipped back up her slit, gliding much better now with her natural lubricant and he continued to exam her pretty little cunt.

He caught the way her breath hitched, but he didnt have time to admire the sound when that nasty little attitude of hers kicked back enough to fire out a retort. “Then shut up and do something about it if you actually know how.” Her bark was pathetic with her words spaced out by huffy little pants, but the indignation at being teased was enough to rekindle her fighting spirit as she managed to make a halfway decent glare at him.

She could fight back all she wanted now though. Katsuki had a very, very tangible proof of just how he was affecting her. And while her words did manage to irk him a smidge, they didnt hold even half as much power over his emotions as they had earlier. He wasn’t letting his upper hand slip. Not a fucking chance.

It was only a second more of letting his hand linger on her body before he pulled it completely away from her, his only touch to her now was the firm grip around her wrists to anchor her in place. “You’re not the one who gets to make commands here,” He growlee, taking a sinful pride in the drawn out whimper that he had dug out from her. No way for her to be so high and mighty now, was there? “So wanna say that again, brat?”

“I said-” she cleared her throat a little, forcing her gaze to steel against his as she tried to collect herself despite the heavy pants dancing between her words. “Shut up and do something about it.”

A brat the whole way through, huh? He felt heat beginning to rush to his palm at the stroke of annoyance she sent through him but he held it together, stepping closer to her, hovering over her further still. Intimidation usually didnt work on her, but he supposed it was worth a shot anyway now that she was naked and wet like a bitch in heat. “Well, there goes any chance you had at me being nice to you.”

She scoffed. Immediately. “You’ve never been nice to me-” her voice cut off as he pulled back and yanked her off the wall by the grip on her wrists. She couldnt even think about resisting as he almost instantly pushed her against the edge of a nearby desk with her back to him. He repositioned her hands so they were now folded behind her back and he used his other hand to press against her shoulder to force her chest against surface. It left her bent over the desk with her butt now pressed against Katsuki as he leaned over her, keeping her in place. Another moan escaped her feeling his bulge now pressed tight against her. She had tried to hide it, but he had heard and he was all sorts of satisfied.

“I may be proving my point for you, but if you’re dead wrong if you think I’m gonna let you talk to me like that.” He straightened back up but kept his hold on her forearms so she was rendered trapped. He took in the sight, soaking in the way she was now bent over for him- exposed and at his total exposal. He could dive into her right now and absolutely destroy her - ruin that sweet pussy until she couldnt even dare think about anyone else inside of her. The way her hips were slowly trying to rut back against him made it clear she wanted it just as bad too. But that would be letting her off easy. And there was no way in hell he was allowing that. “Better start apologizing if you want it.”

“What?!” Her neck craned, trying to get a look at him over her shoulder as she huffed her cheeks. Was she pouting now? It almost would have been cute if she didnt get under his skin so much… But it did give him an opening to mess with her some more. “You’re joking!”

He responded with a smack of his hand falling onto that plush ass of hers, causing a yell to escape her lips. Huh. Now that sound he would describe as cute. He wasnt doing enough to actually damage her. But a little bit of rough housing may get her to comply. Besides, the idea of leaving at least a mark or two on her was more appealing than he initially realized. She was a hero. She could handle a bruise or so. And the way her eyes seemed to roll back into her head may him pretty sure she liked it anyway. “Do I really sound like I’m joking, dumbass?”

Her hips jolted back, trying to egg on some kind of response, seeing as she couldnt break his restraint. “Jerk! You sure you’re not just trying to stall? Worried you wont measure up?”

Another smack, just a tad harder this time, causing a bloom of red to appear on her flesh. She was asking for it now. It was like she wanted him to be mean. He was better at that anyway. “As if.” His voice was uncharacteristically calm compared to the blow he had given to her backside. He was going to let her know damn well he was serious. He’d give her what she wanted and blow her expectations out of the water but it would be on his terms. “But if I need teach you some manners first, then I got all damn night. How long are you going to hold out?”

He baited her, letting his clothed hips roll into her, rocking her further into the desk and drawing out another round of sounds. She was all bark, but her body was betraying her. She knew it too. Her pride had her biting her bottom lip, trying to conceal her noise. Still trying to call the shots. Katsuki was good at bringing the heat though.

He brought his hips back from her, and then used his free hand to quickly yank his pants open, the metallic sound of undone belt and zipper rattling in the air around them. He pulled the fabric down just enough to get himself free and he instantly pushed himself between her thighs, slipping against her slit. “Bakugoooo.” It was a whine from her, needy, helpless and betraying of her desires. He was hoping she’d be easy to crack because if he waited too much longer, he was worried he’d end up exploding first. Fuck, her body was so warm.

His hips bucked slowly, riding his twitching length against her folds as he withheld his own noises. “Come on, say it if you want it.” He gave another sharp smack to her ass, using the sound to hide the small groan he released. He didn’t want to hold back any longer, but he refused to let her have her way, especially when she was already so close to breaking. Her dripping cunt was leaking onto him which every deliberate thrust, letting him glide right against her. He hunched back over her, pressing his chest down onto her as much as he could without breaking his hold on her arms. “I better hear a please, too.” She whined, once again jerking her hips back against him; trying to provoke him, get him inside, get him to speed up, anything. “Whimpering doesnt count.”

His pace was torturous for the both of them. It was a battle to see who could break their composure first and he was about to go fucking berserk. But finally, finally, she lost it. It wasnt until he had pulled back and dragged his tip to the entrance of her sopping cunt that he finally heard her gasping breath as he slowly prodded against the heat. “Fine! God, I’m sorry, Bakugo, just please,” she got out as he had to yank up against her arms to keep her from rocking back and fully sheathing him inside.

He had been about to break himself, but hearing her cave in with breathy whines gave him just enough willpower to drag out his victory briefly. His hand snaked up, curling into her hair at the base of her neck and yanking, dragging her head up so his lips were at her ear. “Can’t. Hear. You.”

If she had been in a better state herself, she may have realized he wouldnt have been able to hold up much longer himself. But she either didnt notice, or was too lusty to care about pride anymore and she finally let out a shout that was absolute fucking music to his ears. “Katsuki, please fuck me!”

Hot pleasure shot through them all at once when he finally pistoned his hips inside her, all at once. He didn’t bother with an adjustment period, instead settling on a fast and hard rhythm that had the desk rocking beneath them. She was going to have bruises on her thighs tomorrow along with the one on her ass due to the way he was ramming inside of her. But fuck, he couldn’t control himself. She tight hole seemed to be squeezing the very life out of him as it clenched around him. He gave into the ecstacy of it all, giving into the primal part of his mind as he fucked her - heated cries filling the air between wet sounds, skin slapping against skin and the creaks of the desk.

He had released his grip on her hair and her hands, finally giving her an inkling of freedom. She was too lost in his thrusts to put up a fight anyway. Instead, he opted to clamp onto her waist while his other snaked between her hips and the desk to find it’s place against her folds. He’d take slamming it into the desk if it meant being able to hear more of her sweet screams as his fingers found and abused her sweet, little clit. Her body was heaven and he was loosing himself in it - his pace starting to become sloppier and erratic. His hips would pull almost completely away from her before snapping right back into her, chasing his own orgasm as well as hers.

“Katsuki!” Her cries rang out into the air as she finally tipped over the edge, grasping out onto the edges of the desk so hard that her knuckles were whitening. Her body clamped down onto him like a vice grip as waves of sweet, sweet release rushed over and he continued his assault into her cunt through the whole thing. It wasnt until her body seemed to be done spasming that his own breaking point hit and he yanked himself out of her, opting to release himself over the canvas of her back. Markings happened to look damn good on her.

He gave a feral groan, eventually having released all of his seed and he pulled away from her completely, opting to yank the closest office chair over to him before plopping down into it, taking the time to idly admire the handiwork he had left on the girl. She was positively quaking, breaths labored, eyes closed as she tried to regain herself with her whole upper body practically melting onto the desk to keep her supported.

He’d never, ever say it out loud, but she was a sight for sore eyes. Especially like this. Especially knowing he was the one who had done this too her. And damn, did he feel good.

He wasnt sure how much time had passed them in the quiet office when his partner finally found it in herself to push herself off the desk, dark eyelashes fluttering as she opened her eyes. She pushed off the desk with shakey legs, making a small moan of discomfort as she accessed their surroundings a little. “I…. I should find my clothes.”

Interesting first thoughts afterwords, but Katsuki supposed she was more embarassed than anything. Maybe their session had snapped her back into her senses. Hah, he really had fucked the attitude right out of her. However, he still hadn’t gotten her to officially take her words back yet. His eyes quick made a scan to the clock. It was starting to hit early morning hours, but they still had plenty of time before the office was opened.

She made a move to get past him, but she didnt get far enough before he reached forward, grabbing her by the waist and yanking her onto him, positioning her to straddle his waist as she had to grab onto his shoulders instinctively for balance. “B-bakugo?” She began, eyes widening before she cut off in a gasp as he easily lined her body back up against his, pushing his hardening cock into her body once more.

“Proving I’m the best means proving I got better stamina too,” he declared, his crimson eyes gleaming as he dropped her hips all the way down onto him, a devilish smirk forming on his lips. “We’re just getting started.”