#tho i’ll admit this is the closest i’ve gotten so far

[toytle]

started reading the knight + still dk how to draw bruce

keep me in your thoughts 🙏

[yaya-does-things]

Nap time with the Obey me! boys

So basically.... I’ve been super into the Obey Me! Fandom so.... of course I’m gonna write some content. Anyway, I thought of a cute idea with an MC who enjoys a good nap time. As someone who is partial to taking naps for an hour at four almost everyday, I found writing this quite self indulgent haha. Anyway, please enjoy, and to all of the people who are fellow nappers, this one’s for you *wink*

Lucifer!

was looking for MC one day when he found them asleep on the couch in the living room

why were they there? Wouldn’t it be better to just sleep in their own room? Is the couch even COMFORTABLE???

none of these questions get answered of course

he just stands there for a bit, watching MC peacefully sleep

they look absolutely ADORABLE

he would move them to his room just to keep them to himself

but they look much too peaceful

so he leaves them alone

when they wake up, a blanket has been thrown over them

they soon find out it was Lucifer, since he mentions that if they need a nap, his room is always open

MC smiles with a blush, and they seem to take up that offer quiiiiite often, especially when Lucifer is stressed from working

Once MC was welcomed to his room for naps, they were there CONSTANTLY

Doesn’t even want to sleep unless they know Luci has slept well himself

If MC even finds that Luci stayed up too late working again, it will be their mission to have him take a nap with them as well

He doesn’t always want to but is always dragged in somehow

He doesn’t even sleep half the time, he just likes how MC cuddles up to him as they rest, and how their hair feels between his fingers as he softly messages their scalp, his mind deep in thought over things, whether it be his affection to this human or the work he should really be getting to

Oh well~~~

Guess his work will have to wait a tiny bit more

Mammon

MC and him are hanging out one day, just vibing and watching a movie

However, it seems naptime has approached, but MC doesn’t want to seem rude and just fall asleep while Mammon is there

but... the movie’s just soooo slowwwww

and... they’re sooooo close to Mammon that his heat is radiating off and onto MC

so, of course, MC snuggles in a bit more, which brings a blush to Mammon’s face because of the proximity

(he won’t admit that tho, so he tries to be chill)

He just lays there, stiffly, with MC’s head lying on his shoulder. 

They slowly start to drift off, head bobbing every once in a while as the movie progresses 

Mammon is a statue now 

He doesn’t move until he knows they’re asleep, and even then, is VERY careful in moving their head to be placed on a few pillows he moved over (I mean, he doesn’t want them to have a sore neck when they wake up!)

So, he himself lies beside MC, placing his arm under his head as he turns his attention to their sleeping face.

He reaches out, and lightly traces a finger down their cheek, which earns a slight twitch of their nose from the contact

He smiles at how cute they look, and soon falls asleep himself

(wakes up to Lucifer coming in the room, finding the two together at a time where Mammon should NOT be out of his own bed. Gets yeeted by Luci, and MC is still asleep, unaware of the second oldest getting reprimanded)

Levi~~~

As someone who doesn’t leave his room often, Levi is not one prone to witnessing MC’s frequent nap times

That is, until the he invited them to play video games with him one day

He insisted that MC join him for one of his raids, even if the human insisted that this was their time for naps

“But, the raid starts in ten minutes! You HAVE to help me MC!”

“But Levi-”

“It will be great! I PROMISE! PLEASEEEE”

Of course MC could not resist. He was just too cute when he begged

And so, the two were sitting on the floor, screen brightly hitting their faces as the room was dark around them

MC was trying their best to stay awake, seeming as though the game was not keeping them very interested, since they were only used as a decoy. 

Levi paid no mind tho, as he was frequently yelling at the screen and telling MC what to do.

He didn’t notice that MC had fallen asleep until he noted that their character was nowhere in sight.

Looking to the side, he finally noted the fact that, yes they had fallen asleep, and yes, they were leaning on his shoulder

OH NO

Cue Levi’s face becoming EXTREMELY red

He had no idea what to do 

Why were they asleep? Why were they leaning on his shoulder!? WHY WAS THE ROOM REALLY HOT ALL OF A SUDDEN!?!??

Even with these questions burning he made no attempt to move them

So he just sat there. Stunned.

Welp. Guess it’s a game over for now.

Just gonna sit here for a while till they wake up then

Plot twist: he falls asleep too

Satan <3

All he wanted was to have a nice reading sesh with MC

THAT'S ALL HE WANTED 

But no

He had initially invited MC into the library with him, wanting them to read a book he highly recommended and dually loved

He had handed them the book, MC taking it gladly, smiling all the while as they listened to his sinopsis  

He was just so cute when his eyes lit up about his favorite books

And so, when he was done, MC was glad to begin reading, hoping to earn the same appreciation he had towards the book

He sat on the seat beside them, his own book in one hand as he held MC’s with the other

It had been at least half an hour before he looked up again, looking to see what MC thought of the book so far.

What he didn’t expect was for MC to be asleep

Was his book really that boring?

He looked down in his seat, sighing in disappointment

Perhaps MC just didn’t appreciate the sophisticated literature he so much enjoyed

But no

That was not the reason

It was just nap time

When MC awoke, they found themselves still in the chair, Satan nowhere to be found.

They grabbed the book, taking it with them as they ventured to find him

Why did he leave them?

MC eventually found him in his room, sitting on his bed with the same book he had in the library. His eyebrows were furrowed in concentration, and it took a few tries before MC finally got him to look up

“What’re you doing in here? I thought you were asleep?” he said, rather coldly

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to! I --”

“If you thought it was boring you could have just said so.”

“No! That’s not it at all! It’s actually very good!”

“Don’t patronize me,” he scoffed, then turned his head to his own book again

MC stared at him, before walking up and stealing his own book from his hands

“HEY!” 

“I’ll have you know, that I really do enjoy your book! Anything you give me to read is amazing and I cherish each one! And I fell asleep not because I didn’t like it, but because I’m just prone to falling asleep when I get too comfortable. Also, it was the time of day when I usually fall asleep. I’m sorry. I should have told you.”

He stares at them for a moment, then his face softens.

“I’m sorry too… I shouldn’t have assumed things so easily…”

MC smiled, and nodded, then handed him back his own book. They sat next to each other on the bed, soon venturing off into their own worlds as they comfortably read next to each other

Asmo ~~~

So basically… Asmo took MC to go shopping. Whether MC was forced to or not is a mystery, but in the end, they came home with Asmo and too many bags to carry

By the time they got home, MC was exhausted. Shopping all day with Asmo is very tiresome, especially when he’s always looking for a way to get reactions out of them through outfits he puts on and outfits he insists they try on (most of the time the clothes being rather provocative)

And, even though MC protested that they were going off for a nap, Asmo insisted they come to his room so that he could put away all of his stuff, along with potentially retrying a few things for outfit creativity’s sake. 

MC found themself on his bed, lying on their stomach as they tried their best to stay awake and give their humblest opinion on Asmo’s fashion choices (which mostly resulted in a short nod, just because they were too tired to really pay attention)

It wasn’t until he had exited into his closet to change yet again that MC finally succumbed to their much needed rest

He came back several minutes later to enter while striking a model pose for MC to see, and yet, he noted their inability to see at all, since, yah know, MC was unconscious 

He sighed to himself, knowing that this was bound to happen. He wasn’t blind to their clear exhaustion, but he wanted to see just how long they would stay awake. And yet, here MC was, asleep

He made a move towards the bed, seeing as perhaps this was a perfect opportunity to take a peek at what they were hiding under their clothes, and yet, just seeing their peaceful face made his attempts falter into nothingness

He couldn’t bother such a beautiful form, and that was saying something, since he himself was the most beautiful of them all 

So instead, he smiled and laid down beside them, placing both hands to wrap around their sleeping form and easily pull them towards him. 

Beel

This man. THIS MAN.

He might have just put MC in a food coma

The two had gone out for dinner, venturing through the market of the devildom trying foods at all of Beel’s favorite vendors. I mean, come on, MC hasn’t tried any of them, so might as well take them 

By the time they had gotten home, MC had eaten too much to even care about dinner. All the food they had eaten made MC much too tired to even do anything

They hadn’t even been able to make it to their own room, settling for the couch in the lounge, since it was closest to the foyer. 

Beel had left them to go to the kitchen (of all things) since, yes, of course this man was still hungry, even after ALL OF THE FOOD he had just eaten

He soon had more snacks than he could carry in his arms, and ventured his way to MC’s room to spend more time with them

But, what’s this!? MC isn’t in their room?!

Beel ventured through the rest of the House, going upstairs and even aking his brothers where he may find the human

None of them knew, that is, until he recalled seeing MC walking into the living room upin their arrival

He scurried down the stairs, his snacks still in hand, when he finally made it into the living room

Once he found MC lying on the couch, asleep, just the thought of his snacks had been forgotten

He now had a more fulfilling need in his hands

That was gathering MC and taking them to their room, which would most definitely end in him cuddling into them as they both lied on MC’s bed

Bonus:

MC wakes up to fluffy orange hair in their face

They easily figure out its Beel, and pet his soft locks, making an effort to glance down at his peaceful face.

MC feels content in Beels arms, and easily is lulled back to sleep, with the thought to thank him later for taking them to their own room to sleep (Beel just didn’t want anyone else to see his angel sleeping so peacefully)

Belpie!

So basically

Nap time is WELCOMED with this man

MC had their own nap schedule? Well, Belphie can adjust to it too

Once that special time hits the clock, the pair can be seen heading off for their nap. 

Sometimes it varies

Sometimes they can be found in Beel and Belphie’s room, snuggled up in Belphie’s bed

Perhaps they were too comfy to move out of the couch

Maybe they even fell asleep together while watching a movie in MC’s room

Regardlessly, I think their most favorite spot to fall asleep in is up in the observatory

It’s just so peaceful there, with the brothers rarely venturing into that room

Plus, I’m sure Belphie and MC had created their own place to sleep, the pair bringing up as many pillows to lay on as they nod off while looking at the stars above

Belphie never really looks at the stars though

He’s much too transfixed on MC’s glorious face

If only he could keep them to himself for forever

Perhaps he can, since the world of dreams can also be a plausible place to spend an infinite amount of time with his human 

He loves his nap time, and will never miss out on it.

Even if MC isn’t too tired, they will never say no to spending time with Belphie as he himself falls into his own slumber.

[that-sw-writer]

Hi! Might I request a lil story where reader is new to the base and is just naturally sassy (like a fun/goofy way) and somehow gets away with talking to kylo in this way even tho he’d probably kill anyone else who spoke to him like that and lowkey builds sexual tension between the two and such

I hope I worded that in a way that makes sense hahaha :P

I love your writting !!

Thanks!

Hey!!  I hope this is the kind of thing you had in mind!

And thank you 🥺🖤

Summary: When you’re transferred to Starkiller Base and finally meet the infamous Kylo Ren, you truly don’t understand what all the fuss is about.

The people around you, however?  They all seem to think you have a death wish.

Word count: 1496

Warnings: none really

Death Wish

You had only been transferred to Starkiller Base a few months ago.  You assumed it was because your supervisor aboard Steadfast had finally gotten fed up with your happy-go-lucky attitude, but you had simply never understood the need to be so serious around people, or the need to fear your superior officers.  Sure, they had the power to demote you, or probably even have you killed if you really messed up, but that was just it; if you didn't mess up, and you just did your job properly, you had nothing to fear.  You knew you were one of the best at what you did, and you weren't expendable, which meant you got away with being cheeky here and there.

The first day you had met the supposedly terrifying Kylo Ren you immediately didn't see what all the fuss was about.  Clearly trying to silently punish you for your blasé attitude, your new supervisor had tasked you with doing maintenance on Commander Ren's precious Silencer, but it didn't bother you.  Kylo Ren was just a man under that mask... well, you assumed he was.  But nevertheless, you had no personal reason to fear him.

"Mechanic."  A distorted voice pulled you away from your work, and with a roll of your eyes you pushed yourself out from underneath the Silencer.

"I'm actually an engineer, Captain Ren."  You sat up, and addressed him with an eyebrow raised.

"And I'm your Commander - do not insult me."  He was clearly speaking through gritted teeth, which didn't bother you.

"My mistake.  Isn't it annoying to be called a title which is lesser than the job you actually do?"  You shot him a knowing smirk, and you could tell that he really wanted to kill you.  But he was definitely going to let you get away with it.

"Fine.  Is my Silencer ready to depart?"  He hissed.

"Yes, it's ready.  But try not to wreck it Commander, I'd rather not spend all of tomorrow repeating the same repairs I've made today."  You quipped, and he practically snarled at you before shoving you aside and marching on board.

"You're lucky to be alive kid."  One of your older co-workers commented as they approached you from behind.

"He's not so bad."  You shrugged.

Weeks went by, and every time you were posted to work on the Silencer you had the same kind of interactions with Kylo Ren, but unlike most people, you survived them.  People would tell you every single day that you had a death wish speaking to him the way you did, but there was something strangely magnetic about the Commander.  You enjoyed testing him and seeing how far you could push him, and you had a funny feeling that he enjoyed it too.

You now even addressed him when you saw him around the base, and some days he would indulge you, others he would simply ignore you.

"Morning Captain Ren."  You teased him this morning as you passed him, his helmet immediately turning to look in your direction.  You could only assume that he was glaring underneath it.

"Mechanic."  He gave a monotone response, but you assumed that this was the closest he would ever get to teasing you, and you took that as a win.

"That's Engineer to you!"  You quipped back.

Every day from there you continued to push your luck.  When you worked on his Silencer the next day you left a note on the control panel:

Try not to destroy the new shielding system Captain, otherwise I swear I'll quit.

To your upmost surprise a note was left at your workstation later that very same day:

Don't act like you're not finding excuses to work on my ship every day, Mechanic.

You hated that he was right, but you were just so curious.  Why did he wear the helmet?  Why was he an all round douchebag to everyone?  And considering he's an all round douchebag to everyone, why did he tolerate you?

Another week flew by, and these small, largely insignificant interactions continued.  The only difference was that Kylo would now occasionally initiate the conversation with you, even when you were with other people.

"Mechanic."  He acknowledged you in the corridor.

"Captain."  You cheekily winked at him, and little did you know that he was relieved you couldn't see his expression under that mask...

"How are you still alive?"  You colleague asked you in shock, and you just shrugged it off.

"He can't get enough of me."  You jokingly grinned - oh you had no idea just how true that was.

Kylo was infatuated with you, and he couldn't explain why.  He had been physically attracted to people before, but never like this.  You filled his thoughts more than he cared to admit, and part of him thought that it was your attitude.  That annoying, jokey, sassy attitude.  It may have been all of those things, but he liked that someone had the guts to joke with him and talk back to him, it was a welcome change of pace from everyone being terrified of him.

Sure, he didn't want your attitude to catch on with other officers, but knowing that you would go so far as to tease him and not fear taking a Lightsaber to the chest made him like you.

You were blissfully unaware of Kylo Ren's attraction to you, and you couldn't exactly say you were physically attracted to him - not when you had never seen his face.  But through the few words you exchanged you had this urge to keep talking to him and teasing him.

As another week went by your teasing began to turn into flirting, although you had barely realised what you were doing until it was pointed out to you.

"Captain Ren."  You winked at him as you passed him in the corridor, as you now always did.

"Commander."  He responded, clearly only feigning his frustration.

"Whatever you say, Captain."  You continued to tease him, and he let out a loud exhaling noise.

"One of these days I'll find a way to shut you up Mechanic."  He grumbled, trying to keep up his tough front.

"Don't make empty threats Captain, there are plenty of ways to shut me up, so why don't you try?"  You smirked at him as you walked off in the opposite direction, having no idea just how much your comment had made him want you even more.

"Did you just... flirt... with Commander Ren?"  Your colleague's jaw was practically on the floor.

"Flirt is a strong word."  You snorted, "besides I'm still alive, aren't I?"

"You really do have a death wish."  They nudged you.

Your flirtatious comment had lingered in Kylo's mind all day, and now he wanted nothing more than to act on it.  But considering you had never seen his face, he couldn't help but fear rejection.

Eventually he plucked up the courage to at least come and visit you whilst you were working on board his Silencer.

"Engineer."  He addressed you in the hull of the ship, and despite immediately recognising his tone you cautiously turned around.

"Did you just call me Engineer?"  You hesitantly asked, immediately thinking that his lack of teasing meant he really was going to kill you this time.

"I did."  He said, and you opened your mouth to respond with a string of apologies for being so outspoken, but he interrupted you by lifting his hands up and pulling his helmet off in one swift motion.

"I- oh."  You stammered when you laid eyes on his face.  You had always been prepared for the worst underneath that helmet, assuming that he was either not humanoid or viciously scarred.  Hell, at one point you had toyed with the idea that he didn't have a head, only the mask.

He dropped the helmet onto the floor, the clanging noise it made jolting you back to reality.

"I've never known you to be so quiet."  He quipped, his lips curving up into a flawless smirk.  You must have practically looked like you were drooling over him.

The wisps of dark hair, the strong bone structure and striking features - kriff, who had known that Kylo Ren was the perfect man?

As the thought crossed you mind, a short laugh escaped his lips and then the penny dropped.

"You can read my thoughts, can't you."  Embarrassment washed over you at that.

"Sometimes."  He shrugged, "but that bit I did hear."

Deciding that it was best to own the situation, you straightened your posture and let your face form its usual cocky smirk, "can you blame me?  Nobody told me that the terrifying Captain Ren was hot."  You teased him.

"Commander."  He corrected you, slowly walking towards you and backing you up against the wall of his ship.

"My mistake-" you were about to let another joke escape your mouth, but he got there first.

"For once in your life Mechanic, shut up."  He snorted before closing the gap between you and capturing your lips in a heated kiss.  Finally that sexual tension that had been building for weeks was released.

It turned out you didn't have a death wish, sometimes it paid to make fun of your Commander.

[actingwithportals]

12, 29, 31 if you're still doing fic writer asks?

Oh yeah, thank you!

12. Tell us about a WIP you’re excited about.

Aw shit, you’ve triggered my trap card! 

I’ve mentioned it a few times here now, but I have a HK gijinka space au I’ve been working on for ages and am slowly,,, slowly working into making it a real thing. The outline is complete, though there are some areas where revisions are needed, and I’ve gotten a couple of chapters written so far, but there’s still A Good Deal left to do. Basic idea of the story I’ll give is that it’s Hallownest, but in space (obvs), and instead of taking place after the fall of Hallownest, the story occurs while the kingdom still stands, and instead of the pov character being Ghost, it’s the Broken Vessel (pov doesn’t mean endgame hero, tho). Premise is that the fabled Hollow Knight has disappeared, and the Pale King is desperately searching to either recover or replace them, and the surviving vessels scattered around the star system have to gather together, along with other traveling companions, to find the Hollow Knight before the Pale King - or something more sinister - can.

I need to work on my elevator pitch.

29. Have you ever gone outside of your comfort zone for a fic? How did it turn out?

Actually writing the Estranged and All Alone acts was pretty outside of my comfort zone, because I decided it would be an arc with no dialogue and I would make myself rely entirely on narration. I’ll admit I didn’t Completely stick with that rule, because I had the internal conversations between Ghost and their shade, but thematically it was still not structured dialogue. Descriptions and narration I consider to be my weakest point of writing, so not being able to rely on dialogue was very daunting, but I’m actually incredibly proud of how that arc turned out. I think it’s one of the best things I’ve written, tbh.

31. Do you have any OCs? Tell us about them!

Gonna be real, I don’t really have OCs, at least not “proper” ones. Closest I’ve got is how I took the sort of empty templates for Broken Vessel and Greenpath Vessel and made them into fully fleshed out characters (and I’ve been doing the same with the three Deepnest Vessels in the above WIP). I don’t feel right counting those, though, since they are established characters in the source material. I just did something with them.

(Ok well I do have OCs for plays I’ve written, and I’m pretty proud of one of them, the protagonist of my first two-act play. His name is Virgil and he’s a trans teen from the 1920s, working in the West Virginia coal mines with his father. He’s a pretty stubborn bastard, and maybe a bit sensitive, but he’s a caring sort and hmm maybe I should do more stuff with him...)

[breathinginthevapor]

Red

Summary: At a bar in France, Bucky meets the woman of his dreams. 40′s Bucky

A/N: I tried writing something from three random things, and i got lipstick, flag and piano. I’ve had so much fun writing this, and I really hope you enjoy! I know I said that I’d post a Tom piece this week, but it isn’t quite done yet. I promise it’ll be up next week tho! And lol I’ve just realised that all my Bucky pieces have almost the exact same length... I’ll write something longer in the future!

Word count: 1400+ 

T/W: mentions of sex, blood, war and death

If Bucky hadn’t been an experienced smoker, these terrible excuses for cigarettes would surely have killed him. Still, he does his best to make it last as long as possible. It’s impossible to know which cigarette will be his last, so he tries to make them count. 

There’s a worn French flag blowing in the gentle night air, a leftover from a time where a flag was an innocent, unpolitical piece of fabric. He touches it with his fingertips when he walks past, a small reminder of what he’s fighting for. 

It’s too easy to forget when you’re surrounded by dead bodies.

He orders a drink in the bar in the language he learned in school but never thought he’d use. His French is nowhere near good, but he’s gotten better, and the owner smiles, a stout man whom Bucky guesses to be in his sixties. Must be, if he’s not in the army. 

He places a glass of whiskey in front of him, and when Bucky hands him some coins, he shakes his head and keeps polishing the wine glass in his hand. Bucky knows this man will probably need the money more than he will, but he’s long learned that when you are faced with kindness, you should accept and not refuse it. 

There’s awfully little kindness in war, so Bucky takes what he gets. 

He finds Steve in the crowd, still not used to the large frame of his best friend. But Steve is all smiles as he dances with a blonde girl in a pretty blue dress, and Bucky is happy for him. It seems his friend finally feels comfortable and confident with himself. 

Usually, he would be out there dancing along his mates with some lovely dame, but he’s not in the mood tonight. He knows there’ll be a battle tomorrow, he can feel it in his bones, and he can’t help but look over the men and wonder which of them will be left by this time tomorrow. It’s no use thinking about it, he knows that, because he might himself become one of those bloody corpses on the battlefield, but sometimes, the mind works on its own. 

Then he sees you, and Bucky would never admit it, but his world stops for a moment, and it feels like nothing exists but you and the piano you play on. He doesn’t know the song, but it reminds him of home, and when he closes his eyes, it feels like he’s walking the streets of Brooklyn with Steve by his side, the small, sweet Steve who isn’t ruined from war. It’s a song that makes him think of home. 

When Bucky opens his eyes, there are tears in them, so he drowns them with a shot of whiskey. The song ends on a lingering note, your pretty voice clear and sharp in the room while everybody stands in silent astonishment. There’s an applause when you’ve gone quiet and wolf-whistles from a few of the soldiers. 

“Bravo!” the bartender says, and you just smile.

And Bucky can’t believe it, but you stand up and make your way to him. 

“Hello, sergeant” you greet him, and it takes Bucky a second before he realises you’re speaking English. 

“Sergeant Bucky Barn-”

You cut him off with a flick of your hand, very French, “I don’t care much for names.”

Then, you ask him in French if he liked the song, ending your sentence with a “Mon chéri” that makes Bucky blush, and Bucky wonders if it’s test. 

He answers to his best abilities that you have a lovely voice, and that the song reminded him of home. You smile. 

Seems like he passed your test, then. 

“Come on, let me show you the stars,” you offer, switching back to English and taking his hand. Bucky has a feeling you might not talk about the night sky, but nonetheless, he nods and follows you willingly. You don’t say no to an offer like that from a pretty dame.

His suspicions seem to be confirmed when you keep walking, leading him away from the bar without a word. He briefly wonders if you’re a spy, but he’s surprised to find he doesn’t care. He won’t spill any secrets, and if you’re taking him to die, so be it. At least he’ll have something pretty to look at while it happens.

His palm grows sweaty wrapped in yours. It’s been so long since he’s done something like this, something so reckless and stupid and beautiful like going home with a lovely dame and making sweet love to her. 

You look back with a wicked expression, curls jumping at your shoulders and your painted red lips spread just a bit, enough for him to wonder how your pretty mouth would look around him. 

Your dress, the same bold colour as your lips, flows around your knees, waist synched in with a matching belt, and for the first time in what seems like forever, the colour doesn’t make him think of blood.

He doesn’t know how long you drag him through the village, past tiny town houses and pretty squares, all of them with fountains in the middle although most show signs of war.

Finally, you stop outside a small cottage away from the village, far enough to feel secluded but close enough to be practical.

He wonders who used to live here with you. Your father, your brother, your husband? He doesn’t ask, just follows you in silence through the door where you stop and turn around, leaning against a wall. You’re looking at him with sultry eyes, and he just can’t stay away any longer.

“You’re so beautiful. Looking real lovely tonight, doll,” he praises you, his right hand on the wall just beside your face while his left thumb slides across your bottom lip. 

You lean forward, and he pinches his own lips, ready to meet you halfway, but you kiss his jawline instead and then trail down his neck. 

Poking at what Bucky assumes is a lipstick stain, you tell him,

“I think red is your colour, sergeant.”

Your voice is sensual and raspy, and combined with your thick French accent, it makes for a dangerous cocktail.

You tangle your hands in his hair, and Bucky can’t help but moan because it’s been ages since someone touched him like this. Been ages since touches have been more than a friendly pat on the shoulder or a push to get down to avoid getting shot.

You smile, and he notices that your lipstick’s already a little ruined, but you look dashing all the same. 

You must have been married. There’s no way a pretty dame like you hasn’t been snatched up already, but when he checks, there’s no ring on your finger. Still, when you unbutton your dress, looking him in the eye the whole time, even as the red fabric pools around your ankles, he figures you’re more experienced than the usual unmarried girl your age. 

Then, you finally kiss him, and all he sees is red. 

He wakes up a couple hours later to find you sleeping safe and sound in his arms, head on his chest. There’s a little drool on your chin, and you look much younger in daylight, and Bucky knows right there that he could have loved you if things had been different. If he had been a Frenchman living in your village before the war, or if he’d met you back in Brooklyn. He would have taken you out, kissed you at your doorstep, made you an honest woman.

He manages to escape the bed without disturbing your sleep, and although he knows he should get back to his men, he takes his sweet time and lets himself watch your sleeping form and peaceful features. 

He even writes you a note on the back of a paper, a simple “Merci”, and he signs with his name, because he thinks that even if you didn’t know him, this night with you has been the closest he’s got to the old Bucky ever since he left Brooklyn. 

And maybe he has a stupid flicker of hope that someday, when this war is over, you’ll find him. Just like you found him last night.

After the battle, when he looks down at his hands covered in the blood of a friend, he gets lost in the redness and somewhere in his mind, there’s a picture of you. And that picture might just get him through.

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[cinnaminsvga]

man what is like your favorite characterization in a fic for every bts member? (can be whatever pairing, mxm, y/nxm, inanimatedobjectxm, idc) i'm wondering because, your characterization of taehyung in fox rain? cheff kiss, namjoon in wish on a fish? outstanding, jungkook in the borrowing of bones? saved my life. those are literally my holy trinity. no fic ever will compare. so i'm curious about what you enjoyed.

[cont.] btw i LOVE how you portray the rest of them too, don't get me wrong, but those are like, the untoppables for me. just, they can't get better, those are The Ones, youknow?

(i had to scream a lil @ the inanimateobjectxm part.... WHEN WILL I BE FORGIVEN FOR MY SINS SAHJDHAKSJD)

i’m........ i’m guessing you’re asking what my fave characterizations i’ve done in my fics for every bangtan member? if ur asking what i like in general, then i answered that too HJASDHJASHD but gotta say... thank you for even liking jungkook in borrowing of bones LIKE... you’re a real one for even reading that ;w; i don’t think very much of that fic (even though i... literally died for it... 40k words in 48 hours really killed me) but i did like the way i characterized jungkook in that ngl...

uhhhh for yoongi, i’d have to say tlhc? not surprising to anyone ever, but i just really love that little bitch... perhaps it’s because he’s a lil bit too much like me (minus the fact that he ended up with the love of his life BUT YA KNOW... IM GONNA SPEAK IT INTO EXISTENCE FOR ME) and i think tlhc!yoongi really made me realize how rewarding it is to be vulnerable with my characters... would do again (and add even more angst flavor next time uwu) and that applies for every yoongi fic tbh... i love it when people write him as multifaceted, when they give him layers and layers of personality. he’s neither too kind or too harsh... he has motivations, aspirations... bonus points if he’s a ride or die for his friends but would rather perish than let them know he cares... I LOVE TSUNDERES OKAY IT’S MY WEAKNESS ;w;

namjoon... well, wish on a fish!namjoon has to be my fave too HSAJDHJAS i just... love juxtaposing his ingenuity with stupidity... i tend to enhance that aspect of him bc i think it’s hilarious, and there’s just something incredibly endearing about it? especially when he’s paired with another person who is clearly more level-headed but with their moments of stupidity too (mayhaps thats why i love namgi and namjin a lot lol) but umm!! i just love it when people make him this bumbling fool with too much love to give... he’s just a ball of feelings and i love it when a fic focuses on his road to understanding how to accept/lean into those emotions ;w;

SEOKJIN... y’all already know how i like to characterize him... bold, stupid, kinda insane, but with his soft moments. i love it when people make him hilarious bc he really is funny irl, though i admit i love fics where they make him incredibly tender as well. i like it when he’s kinda tsundere but not in the same way that yoongi is, more like “i care about my friends but i’m gonna be a shithead about it and you’re gonna have to pry my insanity off my dead hands before i’d EVER show you how much i actually really fucking care.” and i think the fave seokjin i’ve ever written was like... fox rain!seokjin. i know that fic lowkey diedt and you’ve only seen his chaotic side in that fic, but believe me... he’s got a fleshed out personality and i just gotta get around to writing it :^) 

gotta love tlhc hoseok in this household... sorry folks... for always making him sad... I CAN’T HELP IT... i think i’ve read only angst hoseok fics in the past two years or so... there’s just?? something so mysterious about him irl, like??? how is he so positive and kind all the time but he never really shares as much as the other members?? he and seokjin befuddle me the most i think, but i do appreciate how much they appreciate privacy. still tho... it’s morphed my tiny pea brain into wondering “what if hoseok suffered. would it not like be the sun imploding? the world would literally be in CHAOS” and i like writing heavy angst aus so there’s that :^) OH WORD also fave fic trope is when hoseok is all happy-go-lucky at the beginning of a fic but when x character gets hurt or smth, he goes full “i’ll take care of it.” and. that’s kinda hot ^q^

LOOH JUMANJI... I MISS THAT FUCKER... im sorry for letting him die I REALLY WILL FINISH THAT AU I JUST... [insert lame excuse here] BUT FOR REAL i kinda like a “darker” jimin in my fics... like, maybe even a lil unhinged? i like fics where people make him slightly bolder, maybe a little more cunning... i’m all aboard the slytherin jimin express like... there’s something so nice about making him the bad guy?? sweet lil smiley boy is actually an asshole?? but dw i’m a sucker for a good redemption arc so he’s never REALLY an asshole on purpose... i’m too much of a softie to let the bad guys stay bad without a reason

taehyung... oh TAEHYUNG... tbh i haven’t written much for tae (a disgrace... IM SORRY) so i can’t say which tae i’ve ever written that was like... my fave... but i do love it when people make him really perceptive. as you can tell by now (assuming u’ve gotten this far into the ask... congrats btw i’m a rambling FOOL), but i’m a sucker for “gap” personalities so i like it when people make him appear to be the unassuming kindhearted fool but turns out he’s really perceptive and “takes no bullshit ever” kinda vibe. love that for him. also i love when people make him an outgoing person but be clearly more attached to his closest circle of friends,,, he might always have a crowd of people around him, but bangtan really do be his family 4 lyf ya kno???

and lastly... mister jungkook... GOD i hate love him but i did enjoy writing him in borrowing of bones... but to be honest, my fave jk isnt even written out yet!! it’s fox rain!jungoo!! omg you guys... you’re gonna love that lil fucker... he’s so... [clenches fists] like WOOOOOO you will not be prepared for that lil idiot... i think i’m most “well-known” for writing him as a weeb/himbo hybrid bc it’s always the funniest and easiest style for me, but i also do love writing him as the soft n sweet idiot with too much love to give... MY GOD!! AM I!! A SUCKER!! FOR MAKING!! JUNGKOOK!! A BOY WITH TOO MUCH LOVE TO GIVE!! that’s literally my kryptonite. tbf, writing about any of the boys as lovelorn fools is always a fucking high, but jungkook in particular... oooooHHH i love it!! especially when his love isn’t returned :----))) hits you hard bc ur left asking “WHO WOULDNT LOVE HIM??? HOW DARE YOU AUTHOR” and to me, that is the best feeling in the world

[marvelcinematic]

Forbidden (Wanda Maximoff x Stark! Reader)

Request by Anon: can you do wanda maximoff x starkdaughter!reader wherein wanda and reader secretly dating and then tony figured out that they were dating so he ask vision to get in the way of wanda and reader's relationship resulting for reader and wanda to break up. Then later reader found out about Tony's plans and just confront him you can decide on the ending tho wether reader and wanda gets back together or they will be together hihi i luv the bucky trap just sayin'

A/N: Ahhhh I’ve had such a busy week! I’m still going through requests, but feel free to send more! I’ll post more soon. I really enjoyed writing this one tbh so I hope you enjoy!

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x reader

Genre: Some angst

Warnings: Some cursing and jealousy

Word Count: 4.4k

It was a cold winter day at the Avengers Headquarters when you decided to visit your father’s latest real estate acquisition. It was meant to be a short visit to see if you wanted to work with your father after all. Ever since Sokovia you had found him to be rather antsy, keeping his phone calls short as if he was hiding something. Apparently one of those somethings was losing his good friend Bruce Banner, whose alter ego flew him to space.

You treaded lightly as you looked up at your father, who was looking ahead with his hands behind his back. “So, uh, Cap is in charge around here. He runs all of the physical stuff, I pay for it.”

“So, did you finally give up the suit and elope with Pepper then?” You knew it was hard for him to detract himself from his occupation.

“No, not exactly...I’m kind of on a break from the super hero thing, but still keeping it subtle. We have some new recruits though...I may have helped create one of them.”

“You created one of them? Oh my god do I have a half-sibling? Why do they get to join the Avengers  and I don’t?’

“No, not biologically. It’s complicated, his name is Vision. Cap will introduce him and the others to you, while I am going to meet Pepper for lunch.” Tony said as he placed a hand on your arm and gave a quick peck on your cheek before hurrying off.

“Okay bye then.” you muttered before turning to walk straight ahead. Typical how he just brushed over the surfaces and was whisked away by a distraction.

You had been walking for a while until you realized Steve probably wasn’t even here. If he was he was probably occupied. You had not checked the time when you had snuck into a room and flopped onto the bed, not bothering to check whose room it was. Did it matter? Your dad owned all of it anyway.

When Wanda came home from a mission, she didn’t expect to a see a young girl her age lying in her bed. She didn’t alarm F.R.I.D.A.Y. figuring that she could handle the intruder herself. Red whisps started forming at her fingers as she approached the figure, circling around her bed. She studied you attentively, observing how your hair framed your face. Any other situation she would have admired your features in peace.

You twisted, waking from your sleep as soon as you heard foot steps nearing the bed. You let out a sigh and opened your eyes to see a beautiful brunette dressed in red with red whisps forming around her fingers. Your eyes widened as you shot up, your hair a mess and your eyes still heavy. You tried to search for words but none came as you stared at her, not knowing what exactly to do. You gave a nervous smile before saying softly, “Hi.”

“Who are you and why are you in my room?” Wanda hissed as she approached you, the whisps growing stronger and forming into a ball.

“Me? Oh I’m Y/N Stark, daughter of the famous billionaire. I just got tired and I went to the closest room that I could find...And now the longer I keep talking the more I feel like this totally sounds crazy and you have no reason to believe me...Please don’t hurt me.” She raised her hand as soon as you finished talking and you closed your eyes preparing for pain. But instead you calmed down as soon as the red whisp circled around you. You opened your eyes to see Wanda looking at you intently.

“My name is Wanda Maximoff, I’m an Avenger.” she said softly as she sat down next to you. She knew it was wrong to talk to the daughter of the man she used to hate, but there wasn’t anyone her age around here. She was used to having someone around with Pietro, and she figured it wouldn’t hurt to talk to someone her age.

What started out as a conversation in Wanda’s room ended up turning into something more. You had texted Wanda nearly everyday, at first starting out as friendly. Your father would be okay with friends. But then with one conversation on the phone you decided it would be best to move to New York after all. It was easier to be with her, rather than filtering yourself on your phone. Tony would never admit it, but he was constantly auditing your phone.

It had been two months since your first encounter with Wanda, and today was your first day in your new home. You were walking away from the headquarters, pulling your coat closer to you as the wind stung your face. Your father was out and the only ones there were Clint, Vision, Steve, and Wanda. You had walked well into the forest until you saw the brunette.

The Sokovian turned to look at you a smile gracing her face, “It took you long enough. What’s wrong?” You had seen her when you had gotten there and you didn’t even glance at her when you slipped her a note to meet you here.

You were at a lost for words, not knowing how to communicate. How could you say it? How could you say that were scared of your feelings. Scared that maybe she didn’t feel the same. Scared that of your family’s curse of turbulence. And yet at that moment Wanda picked up on your emotions. She stepped forward to grabs your hands and said softly, “Y/N…” She wanted to rid you of your fears, and yet even she was afraid. She was afraid of what Tony would think, of losing the only friend she had, of losing her new family.

You took in a deep breath as you looked into her eyes before moving forward and pressing your lips against her. Suddenly Wanda’s soft hands moved from yours and went to cup your cheek. The two of you kissed passionately until you finally pulled away, breathless, “Wanda…”

Wanda sniffled before saying, “I know, your father will never approve. But you make me happy Y/N.” She already knew your doubts and concerns, and she couldn’t help but share them. She wasn’t Tony’s favorite person afterall.

“You make me feel so loved, and you’re sensational,” you said softly with a smile, “We’ll keep it lowkey, and on day we’ll run away together.” True, it was a hopeful dream. When you’re the daughter of the most famous men at the moment it was hard to keep a low profile. And you knew Wanda felt the need to honor Pietro’s memory by fighting alongside the Avengers for the good of the world.

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Months had past since your first romantic encounter, and the two of you waltzed along in the shadows. Stolen kisses, previously unspoken thoughts and feelings were exchanged in the woods, while the two of you acted more like friends in the facility.

Everything was fine, except for the constant yearning of being public, until one night in spring. You were sitting at the dinner table, your father across from you while Steve sat at your left and Wanda sat your right. Your father sat in between Natasha and Vision. Sam and Rhodey were having their own conversation to the side, while Natasha kept her gaze on the two of you. The only people who knew about you and Wanda were Clint, Steve, and Natasha. Clint knew because Wanda confided in him, Steve knew because the two of you needed to shut him before he pressed too far, and Natasha knew because she could read the both of you.

You kept your eyes on your food, trying not to glance over at Wanda and seem suspicious. Meanwhile, Wanda was a master of getting the most of the shadows. While one hand was twiddling her fork the other slowly snuck to your leg, nudging it ever so softly. You glanced up at her to be smiling over at Vision, as he fumbled for his words while he was complimenting her.

Tony chewed on his steak before he started, “So, Captain, how is my progeny holding up? You’re not bullying her with boring paperwork, are you?” He said as he shot you a wink. He had not seen you in a while, when he did see you it was only for a few minutes. Most of your interactions were on the phone, which was fine.

Steve shrugged, “She’s doing fine, she seems to be really enjoying it here.” At that moment Wanda’s hand traced over your leg teasingly, causing you to get goosebumps at the motion. She had the lightest hands, and you couldn’t help but to adore them.

Wanda smiled as she continued to eat her food while you tried to keep eyecontact with your father. You gave him a smile and said, “So how’s Pepper?”

Tony flinched at this before he said, “She’s fine. We’re fine.” He would tell you later on how the two of them were having struggles that ended up leading to a break. He would have told you sooner, but he would of rathered talk to you about it in person.

The table was filled with awkward silence, as most were eating, and others were just staring at their plate. It was Vision who said next with a smile, “So who’s your favorite Avenger?”

Tony chuckled at this, “I mean, obviously it’s her dad, right?”

Natasha rolled her eyes, “I don’t know, she’s spent so much time with us she might have a new one.” Natasha glanced over at you, as you made brief eyecontact with her and said with a smile, “Hmmm...Honestly I think Hawkeye is pretty cool.” That earned laughs from the table, even Steve and Wanda were chuckling.

“Thank God he isn’t here to hear that. We would never hear the end of it.” Sam chuckled.

Admist the laughs Wanda’s hand came to rest on the inside of your thigh, tracing shapes with her thumb and index finger. You couldn’t help but blush at this, stealing a glance from the woman next to you.

While Tony was laughing he couldn’t help but to see the look you gave Wanda, and suddenly he couldn’t help but wonder if you were hiding something. Thousands of thoughts raced in his mind, ranging between anger, confusion, and sadness. He tried to push his suspicions behind until you decided to retire, except it was an hour earlier than he knew you would. He stayed put as thirty minutes later Wanda excused herself for her nightly walk. Tony wasn’t dumb, he wasn’t going to panic in front of the other Avengers yet. He covered his thoughts with a drinks and smart comments before announcing it was best to rest too.

It was then that he walked along the greenery beside the facility until he saw the glow of a lantern light. He walked along the shadows and hid behind a tree as a he stole a glimpse from afar of you in Wanda’s arms, kissing her while she lay on top of the green forest floor.

It could have been anyone else, he swore. You could have chosen a man older than you, or a poor woman your age. But he could not approve of the Sokovian. She messed with his brain, she helped Ultron, he was pretty sure she was with HYDRA at one point, she let the Hulk out in Johannesburg. There were plenty of things Tony could not stand about her, but he was more bothered by the notion of her using you to get to him. She knew how much he feared losing you, he knew how much she hated him in the past. He wasn’t going to let you fall for the witch’s ulterior motives.

He allied himself with the only other personhe could rely on: Vision. Vision was the only who knew he knew, and he found himself talking to Stark alone in the kitchen.

“Vision I need you to do me a big favor.”

“What is it Mr. Stark?”

“I need you to find a way to break up Wanda and Y/N.” There were plenty of flaws Vision saw with this, but he understood Tony more than anyone. There was also part of him that yearned to be treated as a human and Wanda seemed to be the only one who saw him as whole. So Vision found ways to distract Wanda from you, causing a rift to form between the two of you.

In one instance, you were stood up by Wanda as you waited in the woods for three hours while she was training with Vision.

In another, Vision tried to flirt to Wanda in front of you. Now, he was a bad flirt, but nevertheless you were mad at Wanda for not shutting him down.

Wanda had caught on to your jealousy, but she chose to ignore it. She tried to reassure you that you were more than enough but alas you couldn’t help but feel paranoid.

The last straw had been when the two of you had been her room. Sure, it was platonic to just have a girls talk behind close doors. It was a week before she was going to go to Lagos with Sam, Natasha, and Steve. Her arm was lying lazily around your waist as you laid on your side.

You let out a content sigh as you muttered, “What are you going to do after all of this?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean after all this Avengers stuff?”

In all honesty Wanda was afraid of that question because she just didn’t know. She said sharply, “This isn’t just stuff Y/N, these are our jobs. Not all of us are fortunate enough to have a wealthy father and just be an intern here.”

You flinched at this. You couldn’t do anything to change who your father was, and you loved him despite his flaws. “Just be an intern? Wanda, I sort out your paperwork. Saving the world is more than just wrecking the place and leaving. It involves litigation, insurance, international affairs.” Sure, it was boring, but you were proud of it because it was something you were good out.

Wanda was taken back by this. Wrecking the place? If she had the choice Sokovia would still be in tact and not ruined. She waved it off and said, “Anyway, I was talking Vision,” she noticed who you rolled your eyes at this and she fought off a scoff, “And he was saying how his emotions are starting to develop. I just feel really connected to him and he thinks it has something to do with the stone in his head…” You started to drown her out as you stared ahead. Why would you care about Vision? And speak of the devil, the red android phased through the wall earning a yelp from you as you rolled off your bed.

“Miss Stark...Wanda.” Vision said politely as he floated about, peering at your form curiously.

“Vis...What did I say about this kind of stuff?” Wanda said softly as looked over her bed to look at your frustrated expression.

Vis? You raised an eyebrow as you looked between the two of them. Also, how come your address was more formal than Wanda? Suspicion crossed your mind as you stayed quiet, drowning out Wanda and Vision as they were talking, barely acknowledging you. “Vision, leave.” you snapped sharply as you glared up at him. Vision looked to Wanda who motioned for him to leave as she let out a frustrated sigh, “Y/N.”

You stood up and said softly, “You know, I think my dad would be happy for you two.”

“Y/N.” she said firmly as she stood up to meet your eyes.

“No I get it, it’s selfish for both of us to think that we can keep this up in the shadows. I mean, he’d never approve. And you won’t just run away.”

“It isn’t that simple Y/N, there are lives at stake.” Wanda pleaded.

“You’re starting to sound like him, I mean that’s how it starts after all. That’s why Pepper and him are on a break. There will always be a bad guy, and just when you think that the person you love is at peace, they just get up and leave. Because no one else could finish the job.”

“I owe it to Pietro, my parents, Sokovia Y/N. I can’t take these powers back, I don’t know how to live outside of all that has happened.”

“It’s just the same bull. You owe it to the dead until you die. That’s what happens when your heroism is built on that. And the more I think about it, I can’t do it. I can’t worry about my dad’s old JARVIS flirting with you, I can’t worry about losing my only family and my only love. I can’t do this Wanda, and you know it. I may want a boring life, but at least it is one.” you said shakily as tears started to form in your eyes. You were selfish, you couldn’t help it. It ran in the family. You knew you dealt low blows, but you had to go before things got ugly.

“So you’re breaking up with me?” Wanda scoffed as her eyes scanned your face. She stepped towards you and you stepped back, not bringing yourself to look at her in the eyes.

“I guess I am.” you said softly. Wanda stepped towards you again and before you could step back she grabbed your face and pulled you in for a kiss. You savored the moment, salt from your tears mixing with the sweetness of her lips before you pulled away. You sniffled before turning away, “I’ll see you later Maximoff.”

Wanda let you go, fighting the urge to pull you back as she watched you walk out of the door. As soon as you closed the door behind you she sobbed into her bed, ignoring Vision as he phased through again, laying his hand awkwardly on her shoulder.

You sped past the wandering eyes, ignoring Natasha’s questioning and Steve’s concerned gaze as you went downstairs to find your father. He didn’t say a word as you ran to him, not questioning why he was there as you sobbed into his shoulder. You were grateful he didn’t ask why at that moment, figuring that he understood, but you would find out later he fully understood what had happened.

When you heard the news about Lagos, you were on board with your father. It had been a week since the break up and you still had not talked about it, but you were there next to him as you watched the news unfold. You yearned to be with Wanda, to comfort her and give her some solace.

You were reading over the Accords with your father as Happy drove to the Avengers facility. You read through the paperwork as you said, “What are they going to do about Wanda?”

He was afraid you were going to ask that. He sighed, “It’s pretty bad Y/N. I mean we need to be held accountable. I think best possible case scenario she gets house arrest.”

“Best case? God dad, she’s my age!”

“Funny how that works out.” Tony muttered. You didn’t have time to respond as the car came to a halt and Tony walked out to meet the Avengers inside.

That day Wanda didn’t want to talk to you, she didn’t want to deal with any more pain as she sat in her room, looking at the tv screen. Natasha and Steve had advised you it was best not to approach her, and so you didn’t it. As tensions grew you stood by your father, thinking that what he was doing was right, and then he decided to take a teenager to fight at an airport against Steve and Wanda. Maybe you should have called him out earlier, but there your father was, bruised as he stood next to you, looking out the window.

Little did he know that you had overheard him and Vision talking as you were about to go see Rhodey. And what they had exchanged disturbed you.

“What happened out there?”

“I became momentarily distracted.”

“I didn’t think that was possible.”

“...You know, when I said break up Y/N and Wanda I didn’t mean fall in love with the witch.”

“I think your command exceeded my expectations as well...I have found in some way that Wanda and I are connected.”

You stopped yourself from listening anymore, rounding the corner to walk away in your anger. Your father had betrayed you. He was the one who caused you all this pain.

And there you were, staring out the window while you unsuspecting father stood next to you.

“Natasha left.”

“Her heart wasn’t in it. It’s not her job to tear people apart.” you said sharply as you glared up at him. Tony gulped and said carefully, “Look, we managed to lock some people up...Sam, Wanda, Clint...this guy named Scott.”

“What the hell Dad? Clint has a family!”

“Yeah well he should have thought about that and stayed in retirement.”

“Cut the crap dad, we both know you’re not so innocent.” you hissed as you locked eyes with your father. At one point you admired the man before you. Now, he was the cause of all your pain and more. How could he?

“Alright..why don’t you tell me what’s really up?” he said softly as he put a hand on your shoulder, which you shook off.

“Oh don’t act like you don’t know...I know you sent Vision to try and break Wanda and I up.” you hissed as you clenched your fists, tears forming in your eyes. Why couldn’t your father be happy that you had found someone to love? How could he even live with himself like this.

Tony tried to find the right answer but there wasn’t one. A guilty look spread across his face as he said, “Y/N, I know it was wrong, but she’s dangerous.”

“Iron Man isn’t kid friendly either.” you snapped as you stepped away from him.

“How do you know she wasn’t using you to get to me?”

“If you got to know her maybe you’d learn that she didn’t hold a grudge against you 24/7.”

“I did what I had to do as a father to keep you safe.”

“Even if that meant breaking my heart?” you murmured, looking at him in bewilderment. You couldn’t do this. You started walking away, hoping to catch Natasha as she was leaving.

“Y/N---”

“Don’t come after me.” And with that you left the man in solitude.

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A week later you were sitting on a bench in Prague, breathing in the warm summer air as the sun set before you, causing the sky to have a red-orange hue. Natasha had left you here, deciding it was better for you to be safe alone than running around with fugitives. You had not contacted your father yet, still angered by him. One day you would forgive him, but he knew he was far from that. He decided it was best for your safety not to know your whereabouts, for if he knew Ross would know, and technically you were aiding fugitives.

Natasha had told you that Bucky Barnes, one of the men who fought Tony, killed your grandmother and grandfather when he was brainwashed. You weren’t angry at the soldier, you were angry at Natasha and Steve, because they knew. In that moment, you felt some sympathy for your father. And so she left you in peace in Europe, with cash and fake identifcation.

You didn’t turn around when a figure came to sit by you. Instead, your eyes were focused on the City of a Hundred Spires and the beautiful sky before you. You were stuck in your desolation, having lost trust in your father, the world you knew, your friends that you thought you could trust, and the love of your life. Here you were, in a foreign country with a fake name and a new life.

Wanda watched you as she approached to sit down. She saw the sadness in your face, how your lips were quivering and how your eyes had been puffy. She slowly sat down, watching the hues of the sunlight reflect along your eyes. Despite how you left things, she still loved you and she didn’t want to see you like this. Sighing she said softly, “Penny for your thoughts?”

You gasped as soon as you recognized the thick accent. Sure enough, Wanda was there next to, looking at you tiredly. Were you hallucinating? “Wanda?” you said softly as you stood up, looking down at her. She was civilian clothes, her hair lighter than before.

“In the flesh.” she said with an awkward smile. Suddenly you knelt down before her, unable to hold back your sobs. You were so cruel before, acting like a typical Stark.

“I’m so sorry, I should have never have said what I said. I was just scared of losing you, and I never felt this way about anyone.” you cried before her.

Wanda looked down at you, her hand reaching to cup your face. She shushed you as she pulled you up with her to stand, looking around in hopes that you weren’t causing a scene. “I’m here now.” she said softly as she cupped your face. You were mess, but you were her mess. In all of the pain that she had suffered in her life, all of the loss, all of the self-hatred, she couldn’t help but feel that she deserved happiness with you.

You sniffled, taking in the sensation of her hands either so lightly against your skin again. “What are we going to do?” you mumbled. The reality weighed on you, and you didn’t want to drag her down.

“We can start over, travel around Europe, me and you. I’ll have to help Sam, Natasha, and Steve, but Y/N, I’ll always come back to you.” she reassured you.

You nodded at this and said with a smile,”I can live with that. Now start over, does that mean I can take you out for a first date and I just get a kiss on the cheek? Which base are we on? Because I don’t mind starting at homepl--” Your rambing was cut off when Wanda had pulled you in for a deep kiss, giving you enough of an answer with that.

[survivorelara]

Episode #11: “I ain't gonna be a hero anymore” -Sam

Lmaoooo drew is soooo bitter he’s soooooo Mad 😂😂😂😂😂 not my fault that u were kind of a brick wall to talk too!!!! I hate how these entitled bitches think if your not being flashy your not playing the game at all I know I’m probably not gonna win the game but I’m still trying anyways and outlasting these bitter bitches always makes me feel soooo good. I also have an idol in my pocket and like I feel like I got allies to that will listen to me last round I threw John Coffeys name out and he got out I just gotta let the other people do my dirty work but since it’s near the end I am gonna get More aggressive now to make these people feel sorry that they saw me as a goat it’s kinda pretty hard to make a move pre merge when your constantly on the winning tribe tbhhh I’m gonna take Drew’s final words with a grain of salt because he’s soooo wrong LMAO don’t come for me when ur big three placements are shit.

Honestly I don’t hate him tho I’m not trashy enough to hate somebody over a game I always did like drew he’s cool and he was  my first hosting duo buddy but if he rude to me in ponderosa or FTC I’m legit coming for him.

Woo F8. (This is all I have in me at the moment. I have a lot going on right now, and it's more of a me problem than anything else.)

So yeah, I ended up voting in the minority which is a little awkward since ciere is still in the game but I'll survive. I was just tryna save someone close to me and I knew i could trust but I guess it wasn't meant to be. I knew I wasn't going anywhere last vote but it was so important for me cause it was gonna set the whole pace for the rest of my game, and even though things didn't exactly work out, I believe I can recover and still cause some major damage in this game. I tried to play a "real" game, but that's usually pretty difficult to do on a vivor org. The gloves are off now, it's time to play ruthlessly. Who's ready for shit to go down, I ain't gonna be a hero anymore

Everyone is trying their hardest to be on the opposite side of Andrea sort of double-agent-esque without being caught but it's so freaking obvious. Roxy seems to always dance around the idea of voting Andrea, and Drew just blatantly suggested voting someone else even though Andrea is logically the best boot.

NOW that 4-some of Myself, Roxy, Ci'ere, and Drew are supposedly voting Emma at the moment, but it's like... Why? Also I'd rather not considering Emma is probably the least likely on that side to vote me out, which is why I'd rather keep her, as well as she's in my ideal F3 plans almost always given everyone's perception of her.

Kori wants to gun for Drew T. Purrfect! 😺 Drew H. must have some kind of...sixth sense because destroyed us all in that challenge and I thought I did well! When I got to the puzzle, he had already found & solved the entire thing. A beast.

Okay, hello! 👽 Since things have finally died down, for the moment, I’m going to reflect on the happenings of last round & this round. This will probably be an obese confessional with a ton of grammatical errors so, sorry in advance lol. Where do I even begin ASDFG

Kori told me that since Drew H. was immune, we should go for Drew T. & I was down for that. I confirmed this with the rest of the Revatis: Andrea, Emma & Loris. That was the 5 we needed for majority.

However, Sam has a different agenda. Drew T. informs me that Sam is coming after me when I just subtly tried to let him know I wanted to go to the end with him... Kori tells me that Andrea said she wasn’t voting for Drew T. & that’s when I realize things are starting to turn against me. There were already 3 votes on Drew T. (excluding myself) so if I could flip Roxy or Drew H. that would be a majority to save myself. I immediately went to them both & told them that I might be able to secure the votes next round for at least a tie because Kori was interested in flipping. I think I mentioned this previously, but Roxy has been telling me that Drew T has been throwing her under the bus which I confirmed to her to be true. I mention this again to her now to turn her against him. Drew T. then explains that he wants for us to vote Andrea & I’m all for this blindside, but how do I know that he isn’t trying to trick me into splitting so then I would be eliminated instead :O He seemed very genuine about this plan tho in which I felt comfortable.

I make an alliance chat for the four of us & we agree on Andrea, but Roxy seemed to be indifferent about the idea in pms. She doesn’t feel comfortable with giving Drew T. power after he threw her under the bus. I ultimately give her the choice because our votes would make-up a majority & I would be able to place the blame on her for picking Drew hehe. With less than a minute left she decides Drew T. & that was all she wrote.

I believe this move definitely strengthens my relationship with Roxy who seemed kind of like a third wheel to the Drews. Had Drew T. stayed he would’ve assumed Andrea’s position as the person with the most connections & Sam would’ve been in his pocket. I guess Drew H, Roxy & I could’ve countered that, but what’s done is done. Sam has now lost his closest ally & me who had his back, so now he’s tied to Andrea (and Loris apparently).

The vote impacted Heuser negatively because Roxy & I didn’t tell him about it...which was a mistake. He said he “would’ve been okay with doing the other Drew & that was probably our only shot at taking out Andrea”. Maybe we should’ve taken out Andrea because she still has several connections & the Revati idol is still floating around somewhere, ugh. Heuser says he’ll win every single immunity challenge from here on out if that’s what it takes for him to get to the end (and so far he’s on a 2-win streak).

After the votes were revealed, Sam was expecting me to be angry & blow up his pms. Nah. I’m going to give you the Dani treatment because boys can’t stand when you don’t respond to them hehe. I kept my composure & was really cool about the situation which I am SO proud of myself for because usually I’d be popping off on everyone and their mother by now lmao.

Loris admits that he has to vote out people he’s gotten close to & since he’s telling me that, he’s not playing me. He wants to take me to the end. That sounds rad! Another person that thinks they can beat me in the end and will take me there. Loris tells me everything about his day & he’s hilarious. Loris is a f u r r y.

Fast forward to the present day. Right off the bat Kori warns me about Andrea coming after me because I’m “mad & hate her.” I legit hold no hostility against Andrea nor did I give her any reason to think that, so I’m slightly offended she would say that. All I said to her was that we agreed to Drew T., but she sheeped Sam and tried acting like Drew T.’s name never came up... I also asked Sam what happened and tried to guilt trip him just a bit. Sam says that he felt closer to Drew & tried to save him by going for what he thought was the easy vote aka me. Well guess what...I’m still here, binch. You thot wrong. I tried socializing more with Sam for the past couple of days and even subtly hinted to him in my last tribal answer that I wanted to go to the end with him. His loss.

When things get slightly spicy in the tribe chat between Andrea & I, she exposes Kori. Kori says that Andrea implied coming after me, but she says she explicitly said my name and she said she didn’t know. I’m starting to see Kori’s game & maybe he’s not as slick as he thinks. He claims to actually want Drea out, but he’s pulled tricks out in the past & I have my eye on him. Oh & someone told Andrea that there was an alliance made to vote her out. Roxy says Andrea came to her about it too so I presume Heuser went to her about, but I already exposed him to her hehe.

So I gather up my messy peers Heuser, Kori & Roxy forming a squad of Rexhars & Bad Binches. We seem to all want something different & the trust there is severely lacking... Roxy wants to vote Loris, Kori wants Andrea, then there’s Drew and I that pushed for Emma.

Here’s our current plan: We’re all in agreement to at least make this tie. We would like to avoid this though by getting Sam to flip. To accomplish this we’re going to pitch Emma because no one’s connected to her besides Andrea probably. Before that though the other 4 will probably vote together for one of Roxy, Kori or I. After the vote initially ties, we lock in our revotes for Emma & get Sam to realize that he’s putting his own game on the line for her. If he flips then we succeeded with Emma being voted out & we have the numbers for next round. No one would use an idol on her either unless this plan is foolishly leaked. If Sam decides to go to rocks then the odds are still in our favor with Andrea, Loris & Sam drawing against 2 of us. And trust me bby, I’m ready for ROCKS ROCKS ROCKS.

Heuser thinks I’m actively trying to get the other side to vote for me because I would be safe in a rock situation. Of course that’s a perk of my plan, but I’m really just trying to do what’s best for us & it would make the most sense to turn them against me. He also gave me this compliment that I would like to note: “you're amazing with numbers in games, you see layouts really well”

I’m being nice to Sam because I like talking to him and hopefully he won’t try to push for me again. If I shunned him then that would automatically lead to him wanting me out, so it’s time to do damage control for the move he made against me. He says that Andrea and Loris are trying to take each other out. :O Maybe me @’ing Andrea wasn’t such a bad thing after all if it means these two big players take each other out hehe.

HI!!! trIBALS sad and boring and scary bc names are getting thrown and then retracted and I’m gonna fall asleep and then wake up and I’ve gone home??? most likely. Jk I don’t think?? I’ll go??? I love Sam and Emma and Andrea and love ciere ok basically the majority of the cast I don’t have more than 2 f3 deals which statistically means I’d have to betray someone.. no way!! ALSO TWO TRIBALS TIL LEGACY WOOOP WOOOOOP

As the days go by and the number of people start to dwindle, I feel myself becoming more and more ruthless. ever since john left, I had promised everyone in the game I was with them, and even though I betrayed that trust to a certain zosma last round, I still find myself having to cut someone im close to loose. it's incredibly risky, because all these people claim to be loyal to you and wanna go to the end with you, but you gotta cut most of them off so that never happens. so it becomes a game of, am I cutting people that were truthful to me, or keeping the people that are truthful to me. for all I know I could be voting people that do want to keep their word with me, or I could be saving them. i'm just hoping im making the right call.

so right now I do have a f4 in mind that I would like to see happen, and im gonna do what I have to in order to make that happen. obviously like I said before, it means cutting allies loose and pissing people off. but hey, that just makes the game more exciting, it could end up biting me in the ass if i make it to the end, but least im gonna have fun getting there and who knows, maybe i can pull out a win? man we love being the villain.

so the vote started off with this whole andrea vs kori ordeal, which somewhat bothered me since I wanted to go far with them, but I definitely had a preference between the two. now, it seems like it's gonna be an emma vote, which I don't want to happen yet. so I came up with an idea to get numbers on roxy, because I feel I can beat her if we did go to the end, but I don't trust her as much as I do others, and she isn't in my end game plan, so now seems like a good time to cut her loose. plus, everyone knows loris has been after her, so it was mad easy to throw him under the bus so roxy doesn't flip out on me until the moment she gets blindsided. that'll be a fun time, but if this all works out and she goes over emma, then im set for f4 unless I ended up trusting the wrong people. god I hope im making the right choice here.

so after the results of this vote and roxy screams at me, other people like kori are definitely not gonna trust me anymore. but that doesn't matter, because he isn't in my ideal f4 or even f5 scenario. im tryna get ciere back on my side, which I hope is working. he seems like he could be biting, idk if he really has anyone else or not. esp since his name seems to be floating around again and I told him id let him know if it was, so nows my chance to extend an olive branch of trust again

all of this could end up blowing up in my face and getting me voted out, but the thing is in order to win this game, you gotta take risks. and that's what im doing, im taking another massive risk here. I dodged a sniper bullet last round after the ciere vote didn't quite work out, but ive rebounded hard and back in the drivers seat, and it's time for roxy to go just as drew t predicted. man that'll be a fun time for those two in ponderosa!

If just once my game could not depend entirely on these absolute fucking idiots that would be amazing. Only thing i'm waiting for at this point is to leave another alliance chat at 8:01

Well from Ci'ere and Andrea two ideal boots for me to Roxy or Emma two non-ideal boots... this game just knows how to take the most violent of turns.

I guess we'll see if Sam's being even half honest with me if he votes Emma. If he does I think I've got some ideas for moving forward, but we'll see. I just don't know how things are gonna go moving onward, and I just hope this doesn't go to rocks or an idol play that totally isolates or knocks me out of this thing.

I'm also just hoping I don't end up regretting voting Emma instead of someone else.

Tribal sucks. Idk what going on and idk who i wanna ally/work with.

MY ORDER: EMMA SAM LORIS ROXY

CIERE DREW KORI

is how I feel in terms of trust rn w big gap with roxy and ciere~  

but cant have a f5 lmao huh idk i am confused n lost

Vote Emma they said, it's the best thing they said, Roxy agreed to the whole thing but ofc apparently something happened in the last 10 fucking minutes, and she voted for me in some sort of fucked up attempt to save Emma?

I'm pissed to fucking hell, if I have a chance to cut Roxy I'm fucking doing it, this was bullshit and a half. That's assuming I somehow survive this shit. I think Drew is keeping me, and my understanding is Sam is keeping me.

That's 2/6 so I just need 1 of Roxy, Andrea, Loris, or Ci'ere to keep me. Ci'ere might keep me because the odds of Andrea or Loris going are technically good, and Sam isn't a terrible option gone for her, but I don't know if the others would/will, and it's just UGHHHHHHHH

I hate this, and I hate that it ended up being me that was stuck in this situation, though I likely brought it upon myself trying to kinda play all sides and be in the know for this whole thing. I'm just hoping for the best. (Regardless Roxy's a goner if things go the way I hope.)

Well, I did a LOT of scrambling and clawing, and I've got a F3 deal with Loris and Sam, which I honestly think could have been the best deal for me given the circumstances.

Provided nobody flips and Ci'ere, Drew, Sam, and Loris all vote the way they claim they will, I might actually come out of this alive, and hopefully I get a chance for revenge.

If it goes to rocks then ideally it'll be Andrea that goes, but that's a 1/4 chance and probably knowing my luck it won't go that way.

I just hope that everyone's being upfront at the moment, when there's not shot of an idol play there's no reason to lie about which way you're really voting at this point.

im going to cry like fuck this game for a minute.. idc ab it... sam is just too 💗💗😍😍😍💗🏋🏾‍♂️😍😍🏋🏾‍♂️😂🏋🏾‍♂️❤️👀 i love him what a soul. idc ab this stupid revote or anything just going far w him hopefully.

I'm having a very calming moment right now, I'm feeling good about my chances and I think I've overcome this voting situation. Roxy is trying to appeal to my goodside, but the farthest I'll let her go is 6th because if I can take Andrea out first for my own self-assurance I will.

This is just the calm before the storm, it's a storm in my mind, and it's a storm outside, this whole situation has been a storm. Everything is a storm, and I'm gonna ride it to the finish.

Emma is voted out after a 3-3 tie in a 5-1 vote.

[adamarinayu]

3,4,9,10,11,14,15,17,18,20 ❤❤❤

Hello friend! :D

3) How long have you been a member of your fandom?

Ah geez, I don’t even know… I think I joined in the time between the pilot and the second (third?) episode aired, so since mid-September of 2017? Wait… wow that’s been almost a year.

4) How did you discover your fandom and why did you choose to get involved?

Not gonna lie, I literally stumbled upon the first episode on Youtube and had flashbacks to my childhood, watching DT87 with my parents and siblings. So I decided to watch it and was amazed. I chose to get involved because when I looked at the fandom, the people seemed very nice and inclusive! And while I admit I didn’t expect to be welcomed so easily it was nice to feel like I was part of something.

9) Describe the “personality” of your fandom.

Huh, I think I basically did. For the most part, we’re pretty positive (despite how much we love the Duck Angst……) and loving people, very open to newcomers. There are exceptions of course, but I’ve seen very little outright hate in this fandom so far.

10) How would other people describe your fandom?

I don’t even know, to be honest. They’ll either think we’re nice or immature

11) How would you describe your fandom?

Well Number 9 basically covers this but I can add that it’s a very interconnected fandom- that is, when you meet someone who’s in the DuckTales ‘17 fandom, there’s a good chance they read either the original classic comics, modern comics, PK, that they watch Darkwing Duck, or other Duckverse material, maybe even a combination. So a lot of this ends up mixing together. And we really love our AUs and What-Ifs here :)

14)What is your favorite thing about your fandom?

THAT SO FAR I HAVEN’T SEEN ANY SHIP WARS. Some exceptions of course, but for the most part I haven’t seen Loubby shippers attacking Debby shippers, or Canon/Canon shippers attacking OC/Canon shippers, or Dorkules shippers attacking Donaisy shippers, etc etc. Heck, even those of us with the weird, small ships are just kind of… accepted, at least as part of the decor. Ya know?

15)What is your least favourite thing about your fandom?

Well I’m not gonna say the first thing that popped into my head (I’ll tell ya on Discord tho lol), but if I had to say something I’d say how fast spoilers get spread. Like… Duckworth. The episode aired first in another country, but I was wanting to wait until it aired here in the States to watch it. But nope- the big surprise that Duckworth is freaking dead and a demon-ghost-thing got spoiled because people don’t tag their spoilers or put them under read mores.

17)Would you recommend or encourage others to get involved in your fandom?

Honey I am actively trying to get my best friend on board the Duck Train with me. I would encourage it in a heartbeat.

18)Have you ever met other people from your fandom in-person?

No :( The closest I’ve gotten is y’all on Discord, and that is very not in-person. I don’t know anyone IRL who is in the Ducks fandom at all.

20)Has your fandom changed or impacted your life somehow?

I’ve met some really great people! They’re very creative and super fun to talk to :) And maybe it’s not significant but it really brightens my day when I see something new on my dash, or a message from someone. I even enjoy just sitting and watching others talk. It’s a nice distraction from everyday life.

[sleepytoycollection]

SpacePops: A Review Part 2

Part 1: Here

Well, here I am again, this took me longer to get around to than I intended, but hey, I had four times as many dolls to look at. Not to mention how much drawing I’ve been doing for my main blog lately, so yeah I’ve been busy. 

Anywhoozle, as my first review can tell you, I found my Luna doll to have a certain amount of charm through all her cheapness, and if you can still find one from your local TRU; you might be lucky enough to snag them for round $2 bucks each as I did. And I def recommend getting one if you can, if nothing else for a nice, articulate spare body and some MH sized shoes. Just don’t let your self pay for than $5 for one. They’re not that fun. 

I was lucky enough to manage to get a hold of all five characters, so let’s see how they measure up to Luna. To avoid being too repetitive I’ll try to focus on their unique features only.

Let’s start with Rhea:

Rhea was actually the one I liked the best from her art work. I mean look at it, she looks amazing here, the boots, thigh high stockings, the layers, gloves and chains would’ve made for an amazing doll of the effort had been put in. 

I won’t ramble forever about the what-ifs, but it’s just so much of a punch to the stomach to know we’ll never see the real potential these had realized.

I’m not gonna go through the all the profiles, but if anyone’s interested I could scan them in for better visibility. 

Gremlin #2.

Getting her out of the box, the first thing that struck me was her hat.

And I mean that literally as there was nothing helping it attach to her head. Much as I’m grateful these dolls lack those plastic ties shot into their heads that mattel’s become so fond of; I don’t think a rubber band would’ve too much to ask for.

Here she out of the box:  

She’s...something.

After how much Luna has surprised me by simply being less bad than I feared; Rhea on the other hand was everything I’d worried these girls would be. 

Her hair is terrible, it’s the cheapest, nastiest of all the dolls, it’s literally the same stuff the Midnight magic dolls used. It had a gross, greasy feel and wants to pull away from the scalp if I dare try to run a comb through it. 

Ugh. On top of that, it became quickly clear I’d gotten a Rhea with a defective hand. Instead of the normal back and forth movement almost every other doll has, she’s got side to side movement. 

Except, her hands still have the dents in the molding indicating it’s not meant to turn that way. I’m at a loss. I really can’t tell how this happened, or how her hand isn’t falling off. 

It could’ve been worse in that regard, but there’s not many good uses for side to side movement that look natural. 

At this point I’d only opened the one doll prior, and so was extremely worried I’d simply gotten lucky with Luna. 

sigh. 

Her outfit is super cheap, made cheaper looking by how complex a design they were trying to emulate. It’s all one piece and gives the impression of a store bought Halloween costume in miniature. 

I will grant however, all the dolls having their name on their tag is cute. 

But it’s a wasted detail on something this cheap. The black band on her waist is a sort of flimsy, felt-like material, and the knit of her shorts is thin. I feel like I could easily tear a run in it if I pull just a little too much, especially being unhemmed as they are. 

She’s got a slight blue tint to her pale complexion, as you can see her here next to Catrine. 

The socks are made of paint, and I’d have rather they be left off entirely. Her left knee also doesn’t bend, and I have not been able to fix it yet.

As you can imagine, after Rhea I lost a lot of energy for these girls. She was the doll I’d wanted the most, and was just disappointing in every way, despite me already having incredibly low standards. 

Still, I was going to have to open these girls up eventually. So this time I decided to go for the design I’d liked the least with Athena: 

Every time I look at her dress I can’t help but think of the Flintstones. Not in a cute way either. 

It’s like if, after their crossover, a member of the Jestons universe tried to make a fashion version of their cave clothing as a cheap cash in, and just doesn’t work for me that much. Maybe it’s partly the colors used. 

It’s a little better art wise, but eh. Maybe if she wasn’t he same color as Rhea..?

Blah blah profile. 

Gremlin #3.

Despite my opinions on her look, out of the box she struck me as a pleasant increase in quality if nothing else.  Nothing falling off, no visible defects.

It was around this time tho I was starting to realize there seemed to be a decided aversion to hair gel. Her spiked updo’ is translated as a short ponytail here.

Can’t say I mind too much, but lack of gel means her hair gets pulled pretty easily, especially where her glasses are. She’s got nothing on Gilda Goldstag that’s for sure. 

Her tie is made of the same cheap fuzzy stuff Rhea’s belt was made of, for that matter her gold belt is the only new fabric type here. 

But to my great surprise her skirt has a separate over lay! 

And it’s even lined, I’ll admit it improved my opinion of her a good bit. It feels sturdy.

Her netted sleeve too is competently made. 

..but left a stain on her arm. 

With out the overlay her outfit looks a bit less flinstone-y, so I’m just gonna leave it off. 

Under her dress she has some pink tights, which I appreciate as they become less and less common in the doll world. Even if it makes me wonder why Rhea couldn’t have had socks. Just one of those things I guess.

Her glasses are held in neatly with, of all things, the help of tiny plastic bobby pins! 

!!! I’m sorry but that’s adorable, tiny pins! And they work! Amazing. 

Her hair is the same quality as Luna’s, thank goodness, and is easy enough to brush out.  

But to my dismay, her glasses don’t fit her face. If you put the arms over her actual ears, they set waayyyy too low. I can’t get them to twist so the bridge will set on her nose. But if I place them high enough so the lens can cover her eyes, they get stuck from her head being too wide and wont’ touch her face. 

That said, I like the shape and look of these, and I’m sure I have plenty of other dolls who can rock them. But it doesn’t say much for your line if your accessories can’t be used for the doll they were made to be used on.

Still, Athena was a huge improvement to my energy for these girls, so let’s hop over to Hera. 

I wanna take a sec to apologize for the quality of several of these pics, my camera’s very old and staring to kick the bucket. 

Hera’s pretty cute, if you like Draculaura. Which I do. The fact the lime green specifically reminds me of Snow Bite, which is my fav version of Ula helps make it a pleasant comparison. 

Gremlin #4. 

Yay! A different fabric! And hemming! It’s a dream come true~

Now if only I had the same excitement over her hair.

It’s the standard for these dolls tbh, but being curled has not agreed with it. I’m kinda afraid to touch it. She’s got a head band in there, but it’s very hidden.

even if it wasn’t, it’s just a plain ribbon, no where near the flower crown of her art.  

The dress is really the star here, of all the outfits so far it’s the one that feels the sturdiest, and no printed details. 

Her tag. 

Her tights are different fabric to the other ones we’ve seen. It’s not as stretchy, which is why you see it sagging around the knees. It’s the kind of netting you’d see as a tulle petticoat. 

It looks alright, but it makes me concerned with how durable these would be in the long run.  

Now,you may have noticed me not making any comments on the shoes. Well I have a very good reason for that:

They’re all the same. They reused the same shoe mold for all four of these girls, leaving only one who doesn’t have these heels. 

That girl being of course, Juno. 

She was my second favorite of all the girls when I saw their art all that time ago. 

Aside from how much I love the colors used, she has pants! And a shaved head! 

...And another Gremlin.

And last but not least, here she is:

Of all the girls, she’s the one who comes the closest to looking like her boxart. 

So not too surprising her outfit is to be my favorite of the bunch. 

She’s also the only one to use any kind of styling product. Fairly lightly, but it’s on there. Yet, despite how little there was used they still managed to get a good bit on her face. 

 Can’t have it all I suppose. 

But the flocking looks good. 

I also appreciate how she has the most unique face paint of all the ladies.  It’s not much by usual standards, but with every girl using the same face mold, they can use all the differences they can get.

Without her Jacket you can bein to see just how had that top is, but she can put her hands in her pockets, so if there had to be a trade off, I’ll admit they made the right one. 

Her jacket is nicely sewn, only her collar sporting an unfinished hem, but I don’t know how you’d really hem those jagged edges anyhow. It’s usable and looks alright. 

Her boots tho, no complaints there. By Spacepop standards these are the best shoes you’ll ever see. By normal doll standards they’re still not bad. 

I very serious when I say I love these pants. I feel like most of their clothing budget went into that fabric. Almost like someone was trying. 

Sigh. But then you get this. 

It’s garbage. The worst piece of all the clothing I’ve seen here, and there’s no way this would’ve held up to a child.

Now what else have I not covered..oh yeah. The gremlins. 

They suck. 

Like the shoes, the reused the same mold 4 times. Unlike the shoes, I never thought they were cute. 

Only 1 dared to use a different mold, Athen’s gremlin: 

...Who might be the only one that comes close to being endearing. The combo of a cute hair style, cute paint details, side glancing eyes, make Roxie almost a nice accessory. 

Whew, well, now I’ve gone through everything I could think to talk about. 

Having gone over every doll just cements that the execution of this line was a huge misstep on the part of Madame Alexander. Tho I can’t be sure.I get the impression they made these to compete with Monster High, but they company simply waited too long.  

By 2016 MH was going into the reboot, and with Mattel’s sales and quality going down MA seemed to lost faith in these ladies and gave up before release. It’s a shame too, Maybe the weren’t the most original idea on the market, but They could’ve been a nice solid competition. Instead we got these; and it leaves me with a sense of melancholy the more I think about the ways things are going. With new lines and experiments coming to a standstill nowadays, doll collecting has been less and less exciting. 

And now, less than a year after their debut Spacepops have gone the way of Pinkie Cooper and Novi Stars. In their own way, the last remnant of an era of collecting that’s now gone as styles shift to something else.   

Still, I plan to have fun my new new set of ladies, I haven’t completely decided how far I’ll go, maybe leave them as-is for posterity. Their flat face ups have grown on me. Maybe I just miss the bright, harsher colors that are going out of style. 

All that said, I bought a spare Athena to experiment with, so I’ll def have some follow ups with how these ladies look with a good repaint. 

Anyway, I’m tired and out of thoughts for now. Hopefully you found this somewhat informative, and as always thanks for reading. 

[spectroamer]

Servertale Chapter 7: Partners

Frisk goes in the first shop she sees. It’s right next to the Snowdin sign. When she enters, she is greeted by a monster that looks like a purple rabbit. The monster happily greets her. “Hello, traveller. How can I help you? Frisk: What can I do in Snowdin? “Well: Grillby’s has food, and the library has information... If you’re tired, you can take a nap at the Inn. It’s right next door - my sister runs it. And if you’re bored, you can sit outside and watch those wacky skeletons do their thing. There’s two of ‘em... Brothers, I think. They just showed up one day and... asserted themselves. The town has gotten a lot more interesting since then. Frisk: Yeah, I’ve met them. “Really? Then you probably had some fun already.” Frisk: And how are you doing?  “Life is the same as usual. A little claustrophobic...” Frisk: Oh. “But... we all know deep down that freedom is coming, don’t we? As long as we got that hope, we can grit our teeth and face the same struggles, day after day... That’s life,  ain’t it?” Frisk: Yes, it is... in a way. Frisk buys one Cinnamon bun and starts to head out of the store. “Bye now! Come again sometime!” Frisk exits the store and touches the nearby star. Chara: The sight of such a friendly town fills you with determination. 01000110 01101001 01101100 01100101 00100000 01110011 01100001 01110110 01100101 01100100  Frisk goes to the inn. In there, a rabbit monster with a small bunny is working. Frisk walks up to the small bunny. “Mom says that sleeping can recover your above your maximum HP... What’s maximum HP?” Frisk: Sorry little guy, I don’t know that neither. The bigger monster smiles from their conversation. “Welcome to Snowed Inn! Snowdin’s premier hotel! One night is 80G.” Frisk: Oh, don’t worry about that, i don’t plan to stay too long. “Wait. Are you Frisk?” Frisk looks surprised at her, not expecting anyone knowing her name. Frisk: Yes, how did you know? “Sans told me that you’re his friend, after all, who isn’t. That skeleton is known through the whole underground. You’re in luck, he already gave me some G in case you come here to rest.” Frisk: Oh, well that’s nice. Chara: How does he know your name? “As much as lazy he is, he’s still great at helping people out.” The monster gives a key to Frisk. There’s a small piece of paper attached to the key. A 7 is written on it. “That’s the key to your room. Sleep well!” Frisk: Thank you. Frisk climbs upstairs and goes to her room. The room looks very small, but in a good way. The carpet has 3 hearts on it, there is a lamp in a corner of the room, a window, 2 tables and a bed. Frisk gets on the bed and enjoys the softness of it. Frisk: This is so cozy. Chara: Well, at least I don’t have to worry about being comfortable if i don’t have a body. Frisk: Good point. Hey, since you’re not sleeping, be sure to wake me up after a few hours, we don’t want to keep Papyrus waiting. Chara: Now that’s some positive thinking. Frisk: Yeah, I know. Frisk sets up her pillow and falls asleep a few minutes later. Ne is calling Slasher to inform him of the plan. Slasher: Hey. Ne: New plan. Amy is getting into the base of the Sentinels and you are going to help. Slasher: Ok. Does she know about the plan? Ne: Yeah, she’s here with me in my house. Slasher: So, you two are alone there, right? Ne: Yes, why do you ask? Slasher: Did you confess to her yet? Ne: DUDE! Slasher: I’m just saying. Home alone, you have a chance to be romantic and stuff. Admit that you so want to hug her right now. Ne: Seriously, stop. Slasher: Maybe a little smooch? Ne: I will risk cracking my soul, just so I could teleport to you and slap you all the way to the closest large area of water. Slasher: Fine, fine, I’ll stop. Ne: Thank you. Now, I need you to contact our friend, since I believe that we will need more people and equipment in the future. Slasher: No problem. Ne: Right now, I need you to bring the grapple gun, a tracker and an earpiece for Amy. We’ll meet a few blocks before their base so I can tell you the details. Slasher: Sure, I’ll start packing now. Ne: Great, see ya later. Ne ends the call. Amy: Well that call sounded fun. Ne: Don’t ask. Now, come on, we need to get ready to go. While Ne puts on his gear and Amy dyes her hair, Slasher is packing his stuff in the backpack. He’s taking his pistols, the things Ne listed, some grenades and two knives. When Amy is done with getting ready she starts going to the garage. Ne: Where are you going? Amy: To my car. I left it in the garage. Ne: I’m not sure if it’s a good idea for you to drive your civilian vehicle while on a mission. Amy: Don’t worry, I upgraded it. Come, take a look. Amy and Ne walk in to the garage to see her normal nissan 350z. Ne: I don’t see anything different. Amy takes a remote from her pocket. Amy: Give me a second. As she pushes a button, The normal white paint starts to turn black, some parts as the rims, the bottom of the bumpers and the skirts start to shine with purple light and the back part of the car opens up, to reveal a small turret rising from it. Amy: Fully armored, the glass and tires are bullet proof and the best part is, all of this toggles with a press of a button. Oh and don’t worry about the turrets, they use the same energy as my pistols, so they’re not lethal. Ne: How did you make this? Amy: I didn’t, it was all Slasher. Ne: That makes more sense. Exit the garage in normal mode, when you’re in a small street, then change the mode. Amy: and what about you? Ne: I’ll just leave these stripes in a nearby locker and put on my helmet. With my bike, I’ll be there in a few seconds. Amy: Ok. Ne exits through the back door and runs to the nearest locker. He enters the password and opens the locker. Taking off his stripes, he reveals his bright neon blue panels. When he leaves the stripes, he closes the locker. He puts on his helmet and the visor turns blue as well. Ne goes to the street, creates his bike and drives off to the meeting point. A few seconds after he started driving, he passes Amy and gives her a quick wave. She does the same. As slasher gets off his bike, he sees Ne, and then Amy as well. Ne just jumps away from his bike, turns it back to energy and absorbs it, while Amy parks the car nearby and gets out. Slasher: I see the modifications are working as intended. Amy: Yup, the upgrade’s great. Slasher: Glad to hear that. Ne: Ok, here’s the gameplan. Ne uses his energy to create a small map of the Sentinels’ building and the surrounding area. Ne: Slasher, you will create a distraction at the front entrance here, while Amy waits behind the wall. Be sure to knock out as many of the guards you can before they have time to inform the rest of the group. When they start chasing you, lead them as far away as possible, giving Amy time to get into their base with minimum number of enemies. She need to find their computers, so that we can know what information they have and destroy as much as possible. Amy, since the windows are small and barred, you won’t be able to go through them, but you will use Slasher’s grapple gun to climb there and search for the room with the computers from the outside wall. I will watch both of you from above to give you information if your mission is compromised, or in case you need backup. Amy: Got it. Ne: Slasher, give the grapple gun, the tracker and the earpiece to Amy. Slasher: Ok, just gimme a second. Slasher puts down his backpack and opens it. From the backpack, he takes out the gear and hands it to Amy. Slasher: Here you go. By the way, where do you intend to hold that grapple gun, you don’t have any free holsters. Amy: I’ll just carry it in my hand. Ne: Everyone ready? Amy: Yes. Slasher: Lets do this. Ne: Than, in that case, good luck! Ne charges the neon bullets in his hands and shoots them on the ground bellow him, sending him up on the roof of the small store and then turns on the team communication. He looks at the Sentinels’ base. It consists of three huge buildings that have a formation that looks like the corners of a triangle. He sees Slasher and Amy approaching the walls to the entrance to the yard of the buildings. Slasher is quietly pushing his bike and sets it beside the wall. Ne: You have one guard with an smg right at your side of the entrance. Slasher quietly gets to the edge of the wall. When he hears the guard checking his gun, he quickly runs up to him and knocks him out with one punch. After the guard is down, Slasher drags him outside of the yard and brings in his bike. A few meters further, he hears a guard walking around behind a huge crate. Luckily to Slasher, there were a lot of crates in the yard. Unluckily for him tho, he was never good at being quiet. As slasher peeks, he sees the guard walking around with a small pistol in his hand. Slasher tries to sneak up to him, but the guard turned around and saw him. The guard points his gun at Slasher and starts walking to him. Slasher raises his hands. “Well would you look at that, it’s my lucky day. Any last words punk?” Slasher: Yeah. Your definition of a lucky day is weird. As he said that, Slasher broke the shooting hand of the guard, making him drop his gun and scream in pain. than kicked him into the crate. The guard got knocked out from the impact. Seconds later another guard runs in the area. “Dude, you okay? I he- The first second Slasher saw that the guy had a silenced pistol, he didn’t mind not disarming him. After all, if only he came after that screaming, no one else would hear a silenced pistol. Slasher just takes one of his knives and throws it into the leg of the guard. The guard accidentally fires his gun while grabbing the crate to remain his balance. While the bullet missed Slasher, it hit one of the mirrors on Slasher’s bike, creating a small crack in it. Ne starts to contact Amy. Ne: Change of plans, get ready to hide in a few seconds. Amy: Why? Slasher notices the damage and angrily takes out his guns. Slasher: Did you just shoot my bike?! Ne: You’ll hear it in a second. The guard had the chance to shoot Slasher, but currently, he was too scared to do anything. Slasher fires six bullets into the guard, even tho he fell down after two. Amy: Oh. As Slasher takes the knife out from the guard’s leg, the alarm starts to ring through the whole area. Slasher: Now, look what you did. If you are suffering in hell right now, than don’t say anything. The corpse isn’t much for conversation. Slasher: Good! The doors from all three of the buildings open, with many thugs running out of them, all armed. Slasher shoots a few before he gets on his bike and starts driving away. All of the thugs get in their vehicles and start following him. After all of them drive out of the yard, Ne informs Amy. Ne: You should be clear to enter now. Amy: Ok, thanks. Amy goes in the yard. The first thing she sees is the knocked out guard, than the one with the broken arm and the one with seven holes. Amy: Jeez, he really got mad. Ne: Well we all know what happens when someone damages his bike. Amy: Yeah, good point. Amy fires the grapple gun on one of the windows in the main building and starts climbing out. She sees some computers through the window of the forth floor. She climbs down and enters the main door. The first three floors don’t have anything except some guns and ammo. There aren’t even any guards. When she climbs the stairs up to the forth floor, she opens the door of the room with the computers just enough to see the guards in it. There are only three of them. She enters the room and shoots one with her pistol. The other two start running towards her. One of them has a baseball bat, while the other one has a small knife. She hits the first guy with the handle of her pistol, knocking him down and kicks the knife out of the hand of the seconds guy, than kicks him, before she finally shoots him, knocking him out as well. Amy: Ok, the room is secured. Ne: Great, now delete all the data they have. Amy: No problem. She starts going through their computer archives. Most of them are just maps of different buildings and location, but there are some interesting things about the Computer. They have some protected stuff about it, but she decides that it’s better to just delete it. After a few minutes, Ne starts to doubt her safety. Ne: I’m not sure if you should stay any longer, they wouldn’t leave their base empty for so long. Amy: Don’t worry, everything’s fine. Ne: I just don’t think that Ramirez would send every member just because slasher took down three guys. What if he finds you? What if Cobra finds you? Amy: I’m almost done anyway, i just have a few more files to delete and I’ll be on my way. She continues to delete everything she finds. They have so much data. If she had more time, she would have transferred it to an USB drive. Suddenly, both of the doors of the room are kicked open and some thugs with assault rifles run in. Behind one of the squads, Cobra walks in the room as well, being intimidating as ever. His flat voice sends a chill down her spine.  Cobra: Put your guns and gear on the table and step away from that computer. She does as told. Ne hears Cobra’s voice through Amy’s earpiece. Ne: Damn it! I need to get there fast. He jumps down from the roof he was standing on Cobra: Did you really think that you could just walk in here, expecting no resistance at all. How foolish. One of the thugs starts to talk, breaking the terrifying silence. “Boss, Do we take the shot, I can kill her right now. When Ne lands on the ground, he starts running towards the main building. Cobra: No, not yet. After all, she has valuable information. Tell me girl, what happened in the Computer room? Amy finds the courage to answer him. Amy: I’m not telling you anything. Cobra. Are you sure? Amy: I would bet my life in it. Cobra: you just did. Ne starts to run up the wall of the building. Cobra: And you lost. Ne phase shifts through the window and lands next to Amy. While she and the guards are surprised, Cobra is unfazed by the move. Cobra: Open fire. Before the bullets of the rifles get to their target, Ne creates shields around them that are in the shape of the edges of a square. The bullets are trapped within the lines of the shield, which is acting like some type of trampolines, bending as they stop the bullets from passing through, while still keeping them in its field. Ne calls it the vortex shield to make it simpler. The soldiers keep firing, but the shields are stopping all of the bullets. Amy notices that Ne won’t be able to hold those forever, so she starts panicking. She starts to think of a plan. Amy: [Come on, we need to get out. Both of the doors are blocked, there are enemies everywhere, and Mike won’t be able to hold the shields for much longer. What does Mike usually do in the situations like these. Well I heard Slasher talking about how he sings when he’s under stress, so I could try that. But what’s the fitting song? I thing Partners in crime should work with some lyrics changed. Ugh, no time to think about music, we need to escape this place. Wait, Mike has his neon blasters, he could just blast a hole in the wall, I would grapple to safety and he can jump from anywhere. Perfect. Now i just hope he will understand what I’m trying to do.] While the bullets are still flying, Ne stays focused on holding the shields. Amy just taps him on the shoulder and points to the wall. When she starts reaching for her grapple gun, Ne understands what she’s planing to do, but her singing surprises him. Amy: You’ll never take us alive! When Ne remembered the lyrics of the song she is singing, he could have sworn he felt his nonexistent heart skip a beat, but then he joined as well, making a small alteration. Ne: We swore that death will do us part. Ne creates a neon blaster and starts charging it. When Cobra realized what they were doing, he grabbed his sword and ran up to Ne, trying to hit him with it, but Ne blocked the attack with the panel on his right arm and kicked Cobra away. Ne’s blaster is fully charged. When it fires, it creates a huge hole in the wall. Amy fires the grapple gun to the other building. Ne: They’ll call our fight a work of art. Ne sends the bullets he caught with his vortex shield flying close above the thugs, distracting them as they jump down. When they both land, the start running together to her car. Ne creates another vortex shield over Amy and shoots a dew neon bullets, or bolts as he likes to call them at Cobra who is still in the building, but he blocks them easily. Cobra: Don’t bother following them, they’ll just humiliate you even further. One of the thugs respond. “we’re sorry boss.” Cobra: While I’m grateful for your apology, that doesn’t change the fact that they got away. Be hopeful that the other squads will capture Slasher. Ne and Amy get in her car, and she starts driving towards Slasher’s tracker, while Ne calls him. Ne: Hey, Slash, we got out, do you need help? Slasher: No, almost done here, but if you come fast enough, you’ll get to see the end of the show. Ne: Ok, see ya. Slasher: Bye. As the call is ended, slasher avoids one of the attacker’s punches and he hits him in the head with his elbow. When he notices one of the thugs running to him with a knife, he takes out his own combat knife. He dodges both of the thug’s attempts of cutting him and cuts him on his shooting arm, than kicks him down. After a few short rounds like that, he sees Amy’s car parking closely. Amy and Ne get out and are shocked by the number of corpses on the ground. Slasher quickly beats the last two guys and greets Ne and Amy. Slasher: Sup. Ne: How the hell did you do this? You don’t even have enough ammo for that many of them! Slasher: You’re right about that, but the suckers brought their own guns which are easily to steal when the user is on the ground if you know what I mean. Amy: Jesus, did you have to kill all of them? Slasher: I didn’t kill all of them. I’m pretty sure some of them are just in a coma. Ne: I never expected that I would hear “just a coma” as a good thing. Slasher: Well you learn something new every day. Ne: Just tell me how did you even get in this situation. Slasher: Well i was planing on running away on my bike peacefully, but the roadblocked most of the paths, making me go to this alley way. The only thing they did wrong was that they thought I was trapped with them, but they actually kinda trapped themselves with me. Amy: Ok, I’m gonna pretend I never saw or heard this and just go back to my house. Amy hands Slasher the grapple gun. Ne: Good call, see you later. Amy: Yeah, bye. Amy gets in her car and starts driving back to her house. Slasher: I swear, i wasn’t planing on killing any of them. Ne: Dude, forget about that, me and Amy just sang Partners in crime. Slasher: Like, while you were fighting? Ne: Yeah! Slasher: See, I told you she likes you. Ne: Maybe you were right. 2 hours later Frisk is starting to wake up. She sees Chara just looking through the window. She gets up from the bed and stretches. Frisk: Well that was a nice nap. Chara “jumps” from the sudden noise since she didn’t hear Frisk wake up. Chara: Did you sleep well? Frisk: Yeah, I did. Chara: If you plan to fight Papyrus, than you better watch out, not just anyone gets to be a royal guard. Frisk: Oh, come on, you heard what Sans said. Papyrus is way to nice to hurt anyone. Chara: But i don’t think a human fits into their description of “anyone”. Frisk: Good point. Don’t worry, I’ll be careful. Chara: that’s all I ask. Frisk exits her room and locks the door. She goes down the stairs and gives the key to the monster. “I hope you had pleasant dreams. Come back soon!” Frisk exits the small hotel and starts going further down the path. As she walks, she passes many monsters, Grillby’s, the “Librarby” and a interesting house. It has lights hanging all over it and two mailboxes. One of them is overflowing with unread junk mail. Chara: This is probably the house of the skeletons. She looks closer to the other mailbox. It’s labeled PAPYRUS. Frisk: Yup. Frisk continues to follow the path. As she gets further away from the town, it’s cheery music gets quieter and it starts to get really foggy. At one point, all she sees is a dark silhouette of a tall monster. Probably Papyrus. Papyrus: HUMAN. ALLOW ME TO TELL YOU ABOUT SOME COMPLEX FEELINGS. FEELINGS LIKE... THE JOY OF FINDING ANOTHER PASTA LOVER. THE ADMIRATION FOR ANOTHER’S PUZZLE SOLVING SKILLS. Chara: He is right about that, we beat all of those puzzles easily. Papyrus: THE DESIRE TO HAVE A COOL, SMART PERSON THINK YOU ARE COOL. Chara is flattered by the compliment, even tho she knows Papyrus is talking to Frisk. Papyrus: THESE FEELINGS...  THEY MUST BE WHAT YOU ARE FEELING RIGHT NOW!!! Chara: Of course. I should have known. Frisk barely stops herself from laughing at Chara’s disappointment. Papyrus: I CAN HARDLY IMAGINE WHAT IT MUST BE LIKE TO FEEL THAT WAY. AFTER ALL, I AM VERY GREAT. I DON’T EVER WONDER WHAT HAVING LOTS OF FRIENDS IS LIKE. I PITY YOU...  LONELY HUMAN... WORRY NOT!!! YOU SHALL BE LONELY NO LONGER! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, WILL BE YOUR... Chara: We might even get to avoid fighting him. Papyrus turns around. Papyrus: NO, THIS IS ALL WRONG! I CAN’T BE YOUR FRIEND!!! YOU ARE A HUMAN!!! I MUST CAPTURE YOU!!! THAN, I CAN FULFILL MY LIFE LONG DREAM... POWERFUL! POPULAR! PRESTIGIOUS!!! THAT’S PAPYRUS!!! THE NEWEST MEMBER... OF THE ROYAL GUARD! Chara: Or not. Papyrus’ scarf flows in the wind, the spotless white of his armor blending in with the snow, the lights on it are the only things that are keeping him visible at the moment. He blocks the way. Papyrus: FIRST, LETS WARM UP, YOU WOULDN’T WANT TO HURT YOURSELF BEFORE THE TRUE BATTLE BEGINS! THAT WOULD BE UNFAIR NYEH HEH HEH!! Papyrus sends 3 short bones moving slowly towards Frisk. She easily moves out of the way with some spare time as well. Chara: We need a plan, he isn’t going to go easy on us forever. Frisk: Hey, Papyrus, wanna date later? Chara: THAT’S NOT A PLAN! Papyrus: WHAT!? FL-FLIRTING!? SO YOU FINALLY REVEAL YOUR ULTIMATE FEELINGS! W-WELL! I’M A SKELETON WITH VERY HIGH STANDARDS!!  Frisk: Uh, I can make spaghetti. Papyrus: OH NO!!! YOU’RE MEETING ALL OF MY STANDARDS!!! I GUESS THIS MEANS I HAVE TO GO ON A DATE WITH YOU... LET’S DATE L-LATER!! Chara: I can’t believe you right now. Papyrus sends another small row of bones while he’s thinking what to wear for his date. Frisk easily dodges them. Papyrus sends the same attack again. It’s needles to say Frisk has gotten used to it. Frisk: Come on Papyrus, I know you can do better. Chara: Don’t challenge him! We got an easy fight here.  Papyrus is thinking about what to cook for his date. While he distracts Frisk with another attack, he dabs some Bone Cologne behind his ear. Frisk still doesn’t attack. Papyrus: SO YOU WON’T FIGHT... THEN, LET’S SEE IF YOU CAN HANDLE MY FABLED “BLUE ATTACK!” Papyrus sends his new attack. All of the bones are blue. Frisk stands still as she watches the bones go through and around her. All that is left is one tiny bone slowly approaching. Frisk attempts to jump over it, but Papyrus turns her soul blue and she suddenly faceplants into the ground. She feels gravity getting stronger on her. Papyrus: YOU’RE BLUE NOW. THAT’S MY ATTACK! NYEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH!!! Now the fight begins. Papyrus sends the small attack while he dabs MTT-Brand Bishie Cream behind his ear. After that, he sends a taller set of bones. Frisk dodges some, and jumps over the last ones. The effect of the blue soul makes jumping nearly impossible. Papyrus dabs MTT-Brand Anime Powder behind his ear. Frisk tries to to stop the fight. Papyrus: YEAH! DON’T MAKE ME USE MY SPECIAL ATTACK!  Chara: I wonder what that is. Papyrus sends bones flying high and sliding through the ground at Frisk. She jumps over the bones on the ground and hits away the flying bones with her light stick. Papyrus dabs MTT-Brand Cute Juice behind his ear. Papyrus: I CAN ALMOST TASTE MY FUTURE POPULARITY! Papyrus makes more complicated combinations of attacks. Frisk dodges all of them. She hears a sound of something sliding through the snow behind her. When she turns around, she sees a single bone, going towards her fast. She blocks the attack with her light stick. Papyrus: YOU HAVE TO TEACH ME THAT MOVE AFTER BATTLE!!! He dabs MTT-Brand Attraction Slime behind his ear. Papyrus: PAPYRUS HEAD OF THE ROYAL GUARD! Papyrus sends rows after rows of bones. Frisk trips on the last one, but her HP is still above max since she slept at the Inn. Papyrus dabs MTT-Brand Beauty Yogurt behind his ear. He keeps talking about his greatness. Papyrus: PAPYRUS, UNPARALLELED SPAGHETTORE! He continues to combine blue and normal, high and low, fast and slow attacks. Not a moment too early he realizes he doesn’t have ears. Papyrus: UNDYNE WILL BE REALLY PROUD OF ME!! Papyrus continues talking as he sends more attacks. Papyrus: THE KING WILL TRIM A HEDGE IN THE SHAPE OF MY SMILE!!! Papyrus sends a row of low attacks, which Frisk easily jumps over. He is traying hard to play it cool. Papyrus: MY BROTHER WILL... WELL, HE WON’T CHANGE VERY MUCH. Papyrus sends a faster set of bones. Frisk fails to dodge one pair and her HP drops to 18. Chara: Be careful. Frisk quickly recovers, ready for the next attack. Papyrus: I’LL HAVE LOTS OF ADMIRERS!! BUT... Papyrus sends an escalating row of bones to distract Frisk. He is clearly thinking about something. Papyrus: WILL ANYONE LIKE ME AS SINCERELY AS YOU? This time the bones Papyrus sends at Frisk are moving in the air, making it more complicated for her to predict their trajectory. Papyrus: SOMEONE LIKE YOU IS REALLY RARE... Chara: Especially since we’re humans. He continues talking through his attacks. Papyrus: AND DATING MIGHT BE KIND OF HARD... Frisk slowly starts to get tired from dodging and blocking. Papyrus: AFTER YOU’RE CAPTURED AND SENT AWAY. Papyrus is starting to get impatient. Papyrus: URGH... WHO CARES! GIVE UP!! Frisk still succeeds to dodge all of the bones, but she is getting slower after every move. Papyrus: GIVE UP OR FACE MY... SPECIAL ATTACK!!! One of the bones hits her arm. The pain gives her a small boost of adrenaline. Papyrus: YEAH!!! VERY SOON I WILL USE MY SPECIAL ATTACK! He sends another set of bones, this time, Frisk dodges them slightly faster. Papyrus: NOT TOO LONG AND I WILL USE THAT SPECIAL ATTACK! He starts to save his energy, by sending attacks with less bones. Papyrus: THIS IS YOUR LAST CHANCE... BEFORE MY SPECIAL ATTACK!! He sends another wave of normal and blue attacks. Frisk dodges all of them. Papyrus gets excited. Papyrus: BEHOLD...! MY SPECIAL ATTACK! His right eye starts to glow with a dark blue color, as he pulls out some kind of handle from his pocket. From the top of it, a blade starts to form. It is a big sword, made out of blue magic. Papyrus proudly lifts it up into the air and poses dramatically. Papyrus: BEHOLD HUMAN. THE SWORD OF TH- Before Papyrus gets to finish his speech, Toby comes running in and grabs the sword from Papyrus with his mouth. As Papyrus loses the grip on the sword, the energy dissolves. Papyrus: WHAT THE HECK! THAT’S MY SPECIAL ATTACK! The dog continues to chew on the handle. Papyrus: HEY! YOU STUPID DOG! Toby looks at papyrus and continues to hold the handle with his mouth. Papyrus: DO YOU HEAR ME!? STOP MUNCHING ON THAT SWORD!!! The dog starts to go away slowly with the sword. Papyrus: HEY!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!! COME BACK HERE WITH MY SPECIAL ATTACK!!! Frisk giggles at the small puppy carrying away the sword. Papyrus: THIS IS THE THIRD TIME HE DID SOMETHING LIKE THIS. OH WELL. I’LL JUST USE A REALLY COOL REGULAR ATTACK. Papyrus is getting ready for a regular attack. He is still disappointed about the dog stealing his sword. He sighs. Papyrus: HERE’S AN ABSOLUTELY NORMAL ATTACK. Papyrus sends bones flying in from every direction. Frisk dodges and blocks most of them but is still hit by one of them and she barely avoids tripping on Toby, who just ran through with the sword. Papyrus starts sending in attacks made out of bones that spell “COOL DUDE” and behind it a bone skating. She dodges the attack only to see a giant group of bones ahead of her. Frisk notices that there is no chance of her dodging or blocking all of them. Chara: Just jump as far as you can and hope that we survive the attack. Frisk gathers all of her strength and bravery as she jumps up. Suddenly, she starts to feel gravity being switched as she is pulled up in the air, over the attack. Chara: How are you doing that? Frisk says as quietly as possible “I have no idea”.  Papyrus is amazed by her agility. When she “flies over” the last bone, she starts to safely descend back to the ground. All of them are amazed by what just happened. As a last attempt, Papyrus sends one small bone slowly going towards Frisk. She just moves out of the way. Papyrus is too tired to continue fighting. Papyrus: WELL...! IT’S CLEAR... YOU CAN’T!... DEFEAT ME!!! YEAH!!! I CAN SEE YOU SHAKING IN YOUR BOOTS!!! THEREFORE I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, ELECT TO GRANT YOU PITY!! I WILL SPARE YOU HUMAN!!! NOW’S YOUR CHANCE TO ACCEPT MY MERCY. Chara: Finally, it’s over. Frisk gladly takes the offer. The fog finally starts to clear up. Just now, she notices how disappointed Papyrus is. Papyrus: NYOO HOO HOO... I CAN’T EVEN STOP SOMEONE AS WEAK AS YOU... UNDYNE’S GOING TO BE DISAPPOINTED IN ME. I’LL NEVER BE ANYTHING MORE THAN A SNOWDIN GUARD... AND... MY FRIEND QUANTITY WILL REMAIN STAGNANT! Frisk: Oh, don’t be like that Papy, we can be friends. Papyrus beams with joy. Papyrus: REALLY!? YOU WANT TO BE FRIENDS, WITH ME??? WELL THEN... I GUESS... I GUESS I CAN MAKE AN ALLOWANCE FOR YOU! WOWIE!! WE HAVEN’T EVEN HAD OUR FIRST DATE... AND I’VE ALREADY MANAGED TO HIT THE FRIEND ZONE!!! Frisk starts laughing as she realizes that. Chara: Well that’s ironic. Papyrus: WHO KNEW THAT ALL I NEEDED TO MAKE PALS... WAS TO GIVE PEOPLE AWFUL PUZZLES AND THEN FIGHT THEM?? Frisk tries to control her laughter to talk to Papyrus, but she fails terribly. Frisk: Papyrus... nouuu, that’s no- Papyrus: YOU TAUGHT ME A LOT, HUMAN, HUMAN. I HEREBY GRANT YOU PERMISSION TO PASS THROUGH! AND I’LL GIVE YOU DIRECTIONS TO THE SURFACE. Frisk wants to tell him about him not having to make puzzles and fights, but Chara stops her. Chara: Forget about the puzzles, this is more important. Papyrus: CONTINUE FORWARD UNTIL YOU REACH THE END OF THE CAVERN. THEN... WHEN YOU REACH THE CAPITAL, CROSS THE BARRIER. THAT’S THE MAGICAL SEAL TRAPPING US ALL HERE. ANYTHING CAN ENTER THROUGH IT, BUT NOTHING CAN EXIT... EXCEPT SOMEONE WITH A POWERFUL SOUL. ...LIKE YOU!!! THAT’S WHY THE KING WANTS TO ACQUIRE A HUMAN. HE WANTS TO OPEN THE BARRIER WITH SOUL POWER. THEN US MONSTERS CAN RETURN TO THE REAL WORLD! OH, I ALMOST FORGET TO TELL YOU... TO REACH THE YOU WILL HAVE TO PASS... THROUGH THE KING’S CASTLE. Chara: Yeah, that’s just a small detail. Papyrus: THE KING OF ALL MONSTERS... HE IS ... WELL... HE’S A BIG FUZZY PUSHOVER!!! EVERYBODY LOVES THAT GUY. Chara: Except Toriel. Papyrus: I AM CERTAIN IF YOU JUST SAY... “EXCUSE ME, MR DREEMURR... CAN I PLEASE GO HOME?” HE’LL GUIDE YOU RIGHT TO THE BARRIER HIMSELF! ANYWAY!!! THAT’S ENOUGH TALKING!!! I’LL BE AT HOME BEING A COOL FRIEND!!! FEEL FREE TO COME BY AND HAVE THAT DATE! NYEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH!!! Papyrus runs past Frisk back to his house. She follows him. The music can be heard again as she enters the town. Frisk walks up to Papyrus, who is waiting for her in front of his house. Papyrus: SO YOU CAME BACK TO HAVE A DATE WITH ME! YOU MUST BE REALLY SERIOUS ABOUT THIS... Frisk nods. Papyrus: I’LL HAVE TO TAKE YOU SOMEPLACE REALLY SPECIAL... A PLACE I LIKE TO SPEND A LOT OF TIME!!! Papyrus starts walking towards Grillby’s. When they get there, he turns around and walks back to his house. Papyrus: MY HOUSE!!! Chara: Such presentation. Papyrus opens the door and gets in the house. Frisk does so as well.  Papyrus: WELCOME TO SCENIC MY HOUSE! ENJOY AND TAKE YOUR TIME!!! The house looks really cozy. First room is the living room, it also leads to the kitchen, and it seems like the stairs lead to Papyrus’ and Sans’ rooms. On the table in the living room, there’s a rock on a plate. Frisk takes a closer look on it. It has some sprinkles. Papyrus: THIS IS MT BROTHER’S PET ROCK. HE ALWAYS FORGETS TO FEED IT. AS USUAL, I HAVE TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY. Frisk: I bet it’s a good ice breaker in conversations as well. A rimshot can be heard from somewhere upstairs. Chara: Oh my god. Papyrus: OH NO! YOU’VE JUST BARELY MET MY BROTHER AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE HAS ALREADY INFLUENCED YOU INTO A LIFE OF BAD JOKES! I MUST FIX THIS IN THE FUTURE. Frisk notices a sock with some notes on it next to the TV. SANS! PLEASE PICK UP YOUR SOCK! ok. DON’T PUT IT BACK DOWN! MOVE IT! ok. YOU MOVED IT TWO INCHES! MOVE IT TO YOUR ROOM! ok. AND DON’T BRING IT BACK! ok. IT’S STILL HERE! didn’t you just say not to bring it back to my room? FORGET IT! Frisk snickers at the notes and moves to the couch. She touches the couch. It makes a jangling sound. She finds a bunch of loose coins inside the couch. 20G.  She goes back to the TV to see what type of channels monsters have. It’s the no signal screen with some sped up music. Papyrus: OOH, IT’S MY FAVORITE GAME-SHOW! It says “STAY TUNED FOR A NEW PROGRAM - MTT.” Papyrus: WHAT!!! IT’S USUALLY BETTER THAN THIS! THIS IS JUST A BAD EPISODE!!! DON’T JUDGE ME!!! Frisk: Don’t worry Paps, I won’t. Frisk Sees a big book on the table next to the couch. It’s a joke book. She takes a look inside. Inside the joke book was a quantum physics book. She looks inside. Inside Inside the quantum physics book was another joke book. She looks inside again. There’s another quantum physics book. She decides to stop. Frisk: This is confusing. Papyrus: I KNOW! I THINK IT’S ONE OF SANS’ PRANKS. Chara: That guy can do some weird stuff. Frisk goes to check out the kitchen. Papyrus follows her. She looks at the oven. Papyrus: MY BROTHER ALWAYS GOES OUT TO EAT. BUT... RECENTLY, HE TRIED “BAKING” SOMETHING. IT WAS LIKE... A QUICHE. BUT FILLED WITH A SUGARY, NON-EGG SUBSTANCE. HOW ABSURD! There’s an empty pie tin inside the stove. Frisk looks at the fridge. Papyrus: AH-HA! INTERESTED IN MY FOOD MUSEUM? PLEASE. PERUSE MY CULINARY ARTSHOW. Half of the fridge is filled with containers all labelled “spaghetti”. The other half contains nothing but an empty bag of chips. She tries to find out why would the sink on the closet be so high. Papyrus: IMPRESSED? I INCREASED THE HEIGHT OF MY SINK. NOW I CAN FIT MORE BONES UNDER IT! TAKE A LOOKSY! Chara: So that’s why it’s so large. Frisk opens the door to see Toby chewing on the sword he took from Papyrus during the fight. Papyrus: WHAT!! The dog starts running away. Papyrus: CATCH THAT MEDDLING CANINE! Before Frisk has time to react, the dog already escaped the house. Papyrus: CURSES!!! Frisk hears a door opening from upstairs. When she turns around, she sees Sans peeking out with a trombone and playing the “sad trombone” melody before closing the door again. Papyrus: SANS! STOP PLAGUING MY LIFE WITH INCIDENTAL MUSIC!!! Frisk goes upstairs to check out Sans’ room, but stops to look at the painting on the wall. Papyrus: A CLASSIC IMAGE. IT ALWAYS REMINDS ME OF WHAT’S IMPORTANT IN LIFE. Chara: A bone? Frisk checks the door of Sans’s room, but it’s locked. She goes back to Papyrus’ Papyrus: THAT’S MY ROOM! IF YOU’VE FINISHED LOOKING AROUND... WE COULD GO AND... DO WHATEVER PEOPLE DO WHEN THE DATE??? Frisk: sure. Frisk and Papyrus go inside his room. It is almost the exact same size as the living room. He has a computer, a bed in shape of a race car, some action figures, bones, a lot of books, another door and a pirate poster. Frisk looks at the box with the bones. Papyrus: HEY, THOSE ARE ALL THE ATTACKS I USED ON YOU. GREAT MEMORIES, HUH?  Chara: Not really. Papyrus: SEEMS LIKE IT WAS ONLY YESTERDAY... EVEN THOUGH IT BASICALLY JUST HAPPENED. After Papyrus describes everything in his room there is to look at. Papyrus: IF YOU’VE SEEN EVERYTHING... DO YOU WANT TO START THE DATE? Frisk: Sure. Chara: This is gonna be weird. Papyrus: OKAY!!! DATING START!!!  Papyrus selects a nice music on the computer  Chara: The irony of using a computer in a world that is in a computer. Papyrus: HERE WE ARE!! ON OUR FIRST DATE! I’VE ACTUALLY NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE. BUT DON’T WORRY!!! YOU CAN’T SPELL “PREPARED” WITHOUT SEVERAL LETTERS FROM MY NAME!!! I SNAGGED AN OFFICIAL DATING RULEBOOK FROM THE LIBRARY! WE’RE READY TO HAVE A GREAT TIME! Papyrus opens the book. Papyrus: LET’S SEE... STEP ONE... PRESS THE C KEY ON YOUR KEYBOARD FOR “DATING HUB” Chara: I got this. Chara opens a console and does as instructed. She sees a few menus, including a Toby scanner. Papyrus: WOWIE!!! I FEEL SO INFORMED!!! I THINK WE’RE READY FOR STEP TWO!!! “STEP TWO... ASK THEM ON A DATE.” Chara smirks at the step. Chara: I think you did that step already Frisk. Papyrus: AHEM! HUMAN! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS... WILL GO ON A DATE WITH YOU!!! Frisk: Ok. Somehow, Papyrus manages to blush and his “eyes” are shining with excitement. Papyrus: R-REALLY??? WOWIE!!! i GUESS THAT MEANS IT’S TIME FOR PART THREE!!! “STEP THREE... PUT ON NICE CLOTHES TO SHOW YOU CARE!” Papyrus reads the step again, deeply thinking about it. Papyrus: WAIT A SECOND. “WEAR CLOTHING...” THE CLOTHES YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW... NOT ONLY THAT...  EARLIER TODAY, YOU WERE ALSO WEARING CLOTHING! NO... COULD IT BE???  YOU’VE WANTED TO DATE ME FROM THE VERY BEGINNING??? Frisk looks at Chara, seeking for advice. Chara shrugs. Chara: Go with it. Frisk: Yes. Papyrus is amazed by Frisk’s “tactics” Papyrus: NO! YOU PLANNED IT ALL!!! YOU’RE WAY BETTER AT DATING THAN I AM! N-NOOOO!!! YOUR DATING POWER... NYEH HEH HEH! DON’T THINK YOU’VE BESTED ME YET! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS HAVE NEVER BEEN BEATEN AT DATING, AND I NEVER WILL! Chara: Has he ever even went on a date? Papyrus: I CAN EASILY KEEP UP WITH YOU!!! YOU SEE, I, TOO, CAN WEAR CLOTHING!!! IN FACT... I ALWAYS WEAR MY “SPECIAL” CLOTHES UNDERNEATH MY REGULAR CLOTHES!! JUST IN CASE SOMEBODY HAPPENS TO ASK ME ON A DATE!!! BEHOLD!!! Papyrus runs in his closet and he comes back, literally a second later, wearing a T-shirt that says “COOL DUDE”, shorts, sneakers, his gloves, a hat and two basketballs on his shoulders. Frisk and Chara are both confused by this fashion choice. Papyrus: NYEH! WHAT DO YOU THINK OF MY SECRET STYLE!?! Frisk: Well, it is special, I love it. Papyrus notices the DATE POWER bar rising. Papyrus: NO!!! A GENUINE COMPLIMENT...!!! HOWEVER... YOU DON’T TRULY UNDERSTAND THE HIDDEN POWER OF THIS OUTFIT!!! THEREFORE... WHAT YOU JUST SAID IS INVALID!!! THIS DATE WON’T ESCALATE ANY FURTHER!!! ...UNLESS YOU FIND MY SECRET!! BUT THAT WON’T HAPPEN!! Frisk starts to walk around Papyrus, inspecting his clothes. She presumes that he has some kind of gift for her. All of the pockets are empty and the basketballs don’t have any holes for a present to fit. She checks his hat. Papyrus: MY HAT...? MY HAT. MY HAT! NYEH HEH HEH! Papyrus takes off his hat, revealing a wrapped in present. Papyrus: W-WELL THEN... YOU FOUND MY SECRET! I SUPPOSE I HAVE NO CHOICE! IT’S A PRESENT... A PRESENT J-JUST FOR YOU!!! Frisk takes the present and opens it. It’s spaghetti. Chara snickers. Chara: How unexpected, I thought it would be anything that isn’t spaghetti Papyrus: DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS? Frisk: Of course, it’s your spaghetti Papyrus: “SPAGHETTI.” THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE THINKING. RIGHT! BUT OH-SO WRONG! THIS AIN’T ANY PLAIN OL’ PASTA! THIS IS AN ARTISAN’S WORK! SILKEN SPAGHETTI, FINELY AGED IN AN OAKEN CASK... THEN COOKED BY ME, MASTER CHEF PAPYRUS! HUMAN!!! IT’S TIME TO END THIS!! THERE’S NO WAY THIS CAN GO ANY FURTHER! Frisk tries the spaghetti. It’s actually pretty good. Papyrus: WHAT A PASSIONATE EXPRESSION!!! YOU MUST REALLY LOVE MY COOKING! AND BY EXTENSION,  ME! MAYBE EVEN MORE THAN I DO!!! The DATE POWER rises. It breaks the limit. Papyrus: NOOOOOOOO!!! Papyrus gives up. Papyrus: HUMAN. IT’S CLEAR NOW. YOU’RE MADLY IN LOVE WITH ME EVERYTHING YOU DO. EVERYTHING YOU SAY. IT’S ALL BEEN FOR MY SAKE. HUMAN, I WANT YOU TO BE HAPPY, TOO. IT’S TIME FOR ME TO EXPRESS MY FEELINGS. IT’S TIME THAT I TOLD YOU. I, PAPYRUS... Papyrus starts to question his feelings. Papyrus: I... UM...  BOY, IS IT HOT IN HERE, OR IS IT JUST ME?? . . . OH, SHOOT. HUMAN, I... I’M SORRY. I DON’T LIKE YOU THE WAY YOU LIKE ME. ROMANTICALLY, I MEAN. I MEAN, I TRIED VERY HARD TO! I THOUGHT THAT BECAUSE YOU FLIRTED WITH ME... THAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO GO ON A DATE WITH YOU. THEN, ON THE DATE, FEELINGS WOULD BLOSSOM FORTH!!! I WOULD BE ABLE TO MATCH YOUR PASSION FOR ME! BUT ALAS... I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS... HAVE FAILED. I FEEL JUST THE SAME AS BEFORE. AND INSTEAD, BY DATING YOU... I HAVE ONLY DRAWN YOU DEEPER... INTO YOUR INTENSE LOVE FOR ME! A DARK PRISON OF PASSION, WITH NO ESCAPE! HOW COULD I HAVE DONE THIS TO MY DEAR FRIEND...? NO! WAIT! THAT’S WRONG! I CAN’T FAIL AT ANYTHING!!! HUMAN!!! I’LL HELP YOU THROUGH THESE TRYING TIMES!!! I’LL KEEP BEING YOUR COOL FRIEND... AND ACT LIKE THIS ALL NEVER HAPPENED. AFTER ALL, YOU ARE VERY GREAT. IT WOULD BE TRAGIC TO LOSE YOUR FRIENDSHIP. SO PLEASE... DON’T CRY BECAUSE I WON’T KISS YOU. Chara laughs from the sound of the sentence. Papyrus: BECAUSE, I DON’T EVEN HAVE LIPS. The reason doesn’t help Chara to calm down. Papyrus: AND HEY,  SOMEDAY, YOU’LL FIND SOMEONE AS GREAT AS ME. WELL, NO. THAT’S NOT TRUE. Chara: Way to comfort her Paps. Papyrus: BUT I’LL HELP YOU SETTLE FOR SECOND BEST!!! NYEH HEH HEH HEH HEH! Papyrus starts to walk away, but then turns around. Papyrus: OH, AND IF YOU EVER NEED TO REACH ME... HERE’S MY PHONE NUMBER. YOU CAN CALL ME ANY TIME! PLATONICALLY. WELL GOTTA GO! NYEH HEH HEH! Papyrus leaves. Chara: How does it feel to be rejected by the probably nicest monster? Frisk: I don’t mind, I just wanted to have some fun. Chara: So you flirt and go on dates for fun. Frisk: Looks like it. Frisk adds Papyrus’ phone number to her contact list and then leaves the house. Chara: Should I expect often dates with random monsters? Frisk: Well, if you weren’t a ghost that only me and Napstablook can see, maybe you would have gotten a date as well. Chara: Fair enough. Frisk continues to follow the path all the way through the fog to the next area. Prologue Chapter 6 Chapter 8

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Thoughts Dump on Season 7 Episodes 10-13

Shall we do this little read more thing here cause this is going to get long? Probably. Def open for talking about them if you decide to read all the way through! I’m up for some good MLP discussion.

A Royal Problem

Can I just start by saying how much I LOVE that we got an episode that actually has more in depth on the Princesses? I’ve been aching for one for forever, and honestly it feels like we’ve gotten more Luna over time cause she’s the one who’s had bigger problems that she’s needed to sort out. 

CELESTIA THOUGH, you cannot tell me she’s the boring blob that being the princess she is demands her to be all the time. This is why I need moreeeee. Give me Celestia’s wild side PLEASE.

On that note, I love how good she is at covering it up compared to Luna. Issues? Don’t fret my little ponies, they are being solved and I assure you, everything is alright. She’s just so GOOD at her role in being the one that takes everything just to make everyone else’s lives easier and brighter. Dang Celestia, how do you do it. Also the personality contrast between she and Luna is still great and it also shows their age/experience difference. 

The Twilight music box was a good example of how wonderfully odd this show can be and how, after 7 seasons, it continues to catch me off guard. I LOVE IT.

CELESTIA MAKES PANCAKES FOR EVERYPONY IN THE MORNING. I DIED. She is far too good and I highly appreciate the fact that she enjoys cooking, especially such silly yet comforting things?? Lmao

Not that I didn’t see it coming (I mean duh, but it’s just been awhile), but also holy heck is she a morning person. This is definitely where I connect to Luna more, and I love her snark.

Both the Princesses are just too good tbh, they both try so hard and do so much good in their own ways. LIKE HOW CONCERNED LUNA WAS ABOUT THE FUNDRAISER EVEN THOUGH IT WASN’T HER USUAL DUTY. She tried and immediately failed and felt super bad about it. All because she can’t hold a smile sjflksdjfjhdfj

Was telling my sister the whole time that nobody would ever, ever be as bold as Starlight Glimmer and that’s why this episode worked, and so I was glad Luna said nearly the exact same thing at the end. Applause for Starlight tbh.

Daybreaker’s design tho. On a more personal note, I was admiring her snarly face the whole time cause it’s definitely the closest design i’ve seen in the show so far that would work for Kelpie shape-wise. Putting that note aside if I ever try to do canon style stuff with my OC’s!

Luna’s dream was legitimately creepy for a show that seems to tone stuff down so much. There are like, magic battles and villains and stuff, but rarely does something strike me as dark? Maybe it’s just me. 

THAT’S IT FOR THIS ONE, I probs give it a 9/10

Not Asking For Trouble 

I don’t want to get too into this one, but for quite awhile Pinkie’s characterization has bothered me. Compared to the first few seasons, it seems recently she’s been over the top to the point of making others upset, but not even in a silly Pinkie way. It almost came across as less annoying others, but using her silly personality as a cover to let her freely say mean things? I’m not sure what happened there, but it sorta rubbed me the wrong way and this was just a good example of Pinkie being Pinkie. 

She went with everything the Yaks said and tried to understand them and fix the issue without being too much of a bother to them! That’s the Pinkie I know! I was honestly waiting for disppointment and was relieved when it didn’t happen. 

Not sure if this is an unpopular opinion or a lot of people thought this too, but what can I say, some episodes just seem more consistent than others

7/10?

Discordant Harmony

I FLIPPIN LOVE DISCORD

HE’S SUCH A BABY AND A PROTECTIVE GRUMP, DEFINITELY THE UNCARING OUTSIDE MUSHY INSIDE CHARACTER THAT I LOVE 

HE’S SOOOOOO ODD IN THE BEST WAY 

I reminded my little sister of this 50 times during the episode. I just feel the need to emphasize how much I love my dumb noodle horse dragon at all times. 

I don’t specifically like or dislike Fluttercord but you gotta admit there’s some good cheesy content here. THEY’RE CUTE FRIENDS AAAAA

Sometimes I wonder what the inside of Discord’s head looks like if he appears that crazy on the outside. Just, his mind must work in a very different way lol

THE SINGING GINSENG IS CUTE I WANT 100

I still marvel that the Discord we first saw is so taken by Fluttershy in such a legitimate way, but I am starting to get it. I suppose that his thing was always just chaos and messing with others and not necessarily being evil, and that’s probably what got me. He iiiiis kind of an attention hog so honestly, making friends that allow him to be his chaotic self around them is probably a fair compromise. Still, sometimes.

Explain to me though why he needed to go to 5 different stores to get things he could’ve just conjured up himself. Smh he likes to make things difficult and it pains me!! Stop being such a drama queen, but also don’t xD

Did u see the part where he hyperventilated into the bag but his neck expanded instead. Okay top wacky cartoon humor LOL

“Do something chaotic Fluttershy” “Oh no, I tipped over that cup!” MY SISTER AND I HAD A GOOD LAUGH AT THAT FLUTTERS PLS

There was probably an even mix of me expressing my love for discord and shaking my head actually. They go together hand in hadn though, no?

Hmm this one was also probably 9/10

The Perfect Pear

WHAT CAN I EVEN SAY ABOUT THIS EPISODE 

IT JUST GOT ME GOOD

IT WAS NICE TO GET BACKSTORY ON APPLEJACK’S PARENTS AND EQUAL PARTS HAPPY AND SAD

I MEAN THEY DEF AREN’T AROUND ANYMORE, DON’T THINK THERE WS ANY OTHER WAY TO READ THE IMPLICATIONS 

SO MANY GOOD FEELS

Just story and writing wise though this episode was so well done. There are always the funny episodes and everyone has their own favorite for reasons or because of their favorite characters, but sometimes some are just GOOD. Like classics, or everybody’s favorite, the ones that continue to stick out from the 100+ episodes the show has.

I’m rewatching these as I type this out and you know an episode’s good when you finish it and rewatch and things make more sense the second time around. Like how Grand Pear comes across as just a nice old pony the first time you watch it and if you rewatch it you’re like “Ohhh that look and being nice specifically towards Apple Bloom wasn’t just a random kind gesture”

Applejack’s over-reacting to everything: “PEAR JAM??? IN MY KITCHEN??” *DRAMATIC GASP*

“The food smells great Applejack i’ll brb for dinner” You mean the pancakes that are scattered all over the floor???

“And her cutie mark was a preserved jar, but pear butter don’t look too different from apple butter, so you know...” LMAO (true??)

The “the apple didn’t fall too far from the tree” moments got me, THESE KIDS TAKE AFTER THEIR PARENTS IN THE BEST WAYS. The sibling bonding was adorable in this ep.

Also I have to note, Pear Butter with her little bit of sassiness and curly ginger hair gave me Puck Connolly vibes the whole episode, which is always a good thing

DAMN THESE APPLES THAT STRIKE ME RIGHT IN THE FEELS EVERY TIME ONE OF THEM GOES INTO SONG

Def the part that got me the hardest right there. Like trying not to tear up, even

Ship goals tbh

What happened to them though honestly

GAH THE ENDING’S GIVING ME FEELS AGAIN I’LL END HERE 

10/10 EASILY

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Alright, looking for examples of dialogue I don’t hate in current fic project, to trick myself not to despair over it. So, you get little teases. This one might require some general back ground information tho: It’s an AU set in 1888, no one is a superhero (except for that strange blur that’s been spotted saving people). Guy owns a bar, a cop bar. Kyle is a penniless artist who can’t take care of himself. Barry works at the morgue, and Wally is his assistant. Hal and John (who don’t show up now, because I disovered I hate all the dialogue in Hal’s chapter) are detectives. There are more characters, but they are not important right now.

The bar was almost empty. In a corner a constable had fallen asleep, head pillowed on arms he had crossed in front of him on the table. Guy frowned, and was about to head over there to wake the young man, when the door opened, and before anyone stepped inside Guy knew who it was because he recognized the voice.

“It's not my fault uncle Barry made me stay later at work while he went out drinking with his pal.”

Through the door stepped Wally West, and following him was Kyle Rayner. Guy started smiling a bit, and started pouring beer into glasses, and with one ear listened to the two friends teasing each other as they sat down at one of the tables.

“Do you think you could pay?” Kyle asked Wally. “I'm kind of lacking in money at the moment. I'll pay you back.”

“I'm not making you pay me back for one beer,” Wally protested, at the same time as Guy started walking over to their table. “Besides you owe me so much more, and I'm fine with you not paying that back.” Guy saw Wally eyeing Kyle, with a contemplative look. “When's the last time you ate?”

“Uh... Yesterday?”

Wally sighed.

“And did you not eat because you haven't got any money, or because you forgot to eat because you were busy painting? Keep in mind, I am not buying you food if the reason you don't eat is because you foget to do so,” Wally said, his usual habit of saying a lot of words very fast. “You are hopeless.”

“And you don't have to act like my mother. I have a mother,” Kyle said, a little bit petulant, and Guy couldn't help smiling again.

“Yes, I know. And no, I'm not mothering you, because what you need is a minder,” Wally muttered and then looked up at Guy, when he set the beers down on the table.

“You got anything my friend here can eat? He's incapable of taking care of himself.”

“Wally,” Kyle hissed.

“I'll see if I can find something,” Guy said. He turned to Kyle.

“Evening Kyle.”

“Hi Guy,” Kyle said, and smiled. Guy tried to ignore the stange feeling in his chest as he walked to the back room to see if he had something edible left.

“Thanks, but shouldn't you kick me, out. You are closing after all?”

“As long as you don't make a mess you can stay while I clean up,” Guy said. He glanced back at Kyle. “Unless you got somewhere else to be this late?”

Kyle licked his lips, his eyes on Guy.

“No, got nowhere else I'd rather be.” Kyle shrugged, before taking a drink from the bottle, head tipped back, Guy saw the movement of Kyle's adam's apple as he swallowed. There was a strange feeling inside Guy, and he ignored it. Tearing his eyes away swiftly, and putting the glass back on it's shelf, perhaps a tad bit harder than he should. He picked up another rag, and walked out from behind the counter, not watching Kyle, as he walked over to the closest table and started wiping it down.

He worked in silence for a bit, finishing two more tables, before Kyle started talking.

“So, you hear about that strange phenomenon?” Kyle asked.

“What are you talking about?” Guy asked. He had overheard few bits and pieces from Jordan's table earlier in the evening, and it seemed to be a case that baffled both Jordan and Allen - he'd caught the description of the victim's state, and Guy couldn't say he thought it made much sense – but it wasn't a case known to the public, and Guy never talked about the information he overheard in the bar, it was why they kept coming. It was possible that Wally, who had a tendency to gossip had told Kyle, but in the hour they had been in the bar their conversations had either been their usual friendly teasing, or about subjects which made them laugh. Not that Guy had paid any particular attention to them.

“Supposedly three muggings in the past few weeks have been stopped by some invisible force.”

Guy stopped inbetween two tables and turned towards Kyle.

“Invisible force?” Guy asked. Kyle nodded.

“Some sort of blur, I think.”

“I haven't read anything about it?” Guy said.

“Don't think the press has gotten hold of it yet, and the police are keeping quiet about it of course. Don't want to alarm the public by implying that something supernatural is out there, making the police superflous.”

“You think it's something supernatural?” Guy asked. He was still surprised he hadn't heard anything about this until now. Even if it wasn't in the papers, how come no one had mentioned it in the bar?

Kyle shrugged. Guy continued to wipe down the tables.

“Don't know, what do you think” Kyle asked. Guy frowned.

“A hallucination? Some explanation that makes sense?” Guy said. “I don't exactly believe in ghosts, or vampires.”

Kyle smiled, and then took another drink. Guy focused on the wood underneath his hand.

“Yeah, I'm hard pressed to believe any of it as well. Definitely sounds like someone's been reading too much and have a little too much imagination.”

Guy moved on to the last table, and Kyle continued.

“But you gotta admit, three separate witnesses claiming a superfast blur saved them? That doesn't quite sound like a coincidence or a hallucination.”

“You got a point,” Guy said, tossing the rag in a bucket standing in a corner, and grabbed the broom leaning against the wall next to the bucket. “How did you hear about it?” Guy asked and started sweeping.

“I was out, painting in the park,” Kyle said. “A couple of women walked past, talking about it.”

“Apparently one of the would-be mugging victims was a cousin to one of the ladies.”

“So not exactly first hand information?” Guy asked.

“Supose not,” Kyle said. “You need a hand?” Kyle asked. “I'm done with this.”

“I'm almost done, you can leave if you want.” He stopped and smiled at Kyle. “Ghost stories don't scare me.”

“Oh, no, what does scare the big brave barman?” Kyle asked, smiling a wide smile, and Guy's insides felt like they were rearranging themselves, his breath caught in his throat as he could do nothing but stare at Kyle.

You – Guy thought, and almost said if he had had any air flowing – You. Me. These strange new feelings.

Kyle started frowning, and Guy realized he'd been quiet for too long. He mustered up a cocky smile.

“Nothing,” Guy said, surprised by how steady his voice was. “I aint afraid of nothin'.”

Kyle laughed. Guy looked away, hands tightening on the broom handle, knuckles whitening.

Placing the broom in the corner, he glanced over at Kyle again and caught him looking at him. Guy stood frozen, just staring at Kyle's eyes, for what felt like an eternity but was merely seconds. He had to visibly shake himself to be able to look away.

“I should go,” Kyle said.

“Hang on,” Guy said, before he could stop himself. Kyle looked at him, a confused frown between his eyes.

Guy walked to the back of the counter and rummaged around in the box underneath, filled with forgotten hats, canes and the occasional scarf. He pulled out a black stetson and pushed it down on Kyle's head.

“There ya go, I've noticed you don't have a hat.”

Kyle looked up at him from beneath the brim of the hat.

“I can't just take someone's hat.”

“He ain't gonna come looking for it,” Guy said. “He was hanged two months ago. Not the brightest thing walking into a bar filled with poliecement when you're wanted in three states.” He gave Kyle a crooked smile. “That hat deserves to sit on the head of someone brighter.”

“I'm not that bright,” Kyle said, self deprecating smile.

“Of course you're bright,” Guy said, before he could stop himself, with far too much sincerity in his voice.

Kyle looked slightly surprised, a hint of a flush creeping up his neck, and Guy wanted to look away, but couldn't.

Kyle cleared his throat, chair scraping against the floor as he got to his feet.

“Thanks for the hat, and the beer.”

“Don't mention it,” Guy said. Kyle smiled, and then tipped his new hat with two fingers.

“Good night then.”

“Good night,” Guy replied.

When the door closed behind Kyle's back, Guy leaned his elbows on the bar and buried his face in his hands, with a groan. What was happening to him?

Kyle showed the cheque in Wally's face.

“Look at this,” he said.

“That is a lot of money,” Wally said, eyes widening, and voice dropping low in surprise. “Wait is that Bruce Wayne's signature?”

Kyle nodded.

“What happened? How?” Wally said, looking in confusion between the cheque and Kyle.

“I'm not sure what happened,” Kyle said. “I'll explain, but can we please do it somewhere else? This place makes me uncomfortable.”

“What's wrong with it?” Wally asked, and sounded genuinely perplexed.

“Dead bodies, Wally, dead bodies.”

“So what? There aren't even any in your line of sight.”

He was right about that, they were in the hallway before the cavernous lab, and the hallway was thankfully empty of dead bodies, jusst the shelves standing in the middle of the corridor, one wall having large picture windows, and the shelves themselves were filled with bottles of different liquids.

“They are still here though,” Kyle said and could't quite supress the shiver of discomfort when he thought about the first time he had visited Wally at work, and they had walked into the lab, where a dead body had been lying on the table in the middle of the room.

[todokori-kun]

(sorry for disappearing, I had to go to bed ^^;;)

It says the video’s unavailable in my country ;-; gah. I’ll go search it up on youtube later and see if there’s a different video

You might not believe this, but I don’t cry while watching anything. I FEEL the pain on the inside and it hurts a lot but I just can’t cry XD like, the closest I got was when I watched the last movie of the Hobbit trilogy and that was only because the Hobbit/LOTR series has been a part of my life since I was tiny and my mom got me to read the books. And even then I didn’t actually cry; my eyes started stinging a bit but no real tears. I also got close while watching Inside Out, which was a little annoying because I didn’t even like the movie that much- I just related to the ending scenes (the family feels) and suddenly got all emotional because of that.

This is gonna make me sound like a heartless monster but I didn’t even cry during the last episodes of Your Lie in April…

(I’m a crybaby in real life, though LOL seriously anything can make the tears start falling to the point where it’s actually kinda frustrating)

Hisoka’s the trash LORD. Almost equal with Furuta, really.

It’s weird, though: a lot of people call him a pedo for his reactions to Gon but I don’t think that’s what it is…it’s not an attraction to Gon himself as much as it is an attraction Gon’s abilities and what he’s capable of? (which is still pretty creepy tho lol)

Yes, you should be done with him. Throw him back in the trashcan where he belongs. (he does have a really good voice though)

TYSM ;-; I’ll send you some soon, then! <3

Oh, my sister’s too little to watch most anime, but I’ve let her and my cousin (who’s just…seven? Eight? I think?) watch a little bit of Attack on Junior High. They ship Annie/Bertolt and both of them are huge fans of Annie and Mikasa. Also Levi, sorta.

I also let my sister watch the first episode of YoI (I forgot about the naked Viktor scene until it was actually happening but decided that it’s probably ok since it’s nobody makes sexual comments on it and besides, stuff like Doraemon shows 100% nude characters anyway). She didn’t get everything that was going on other than the fact that Yuuri lost and had to go home but Viktor was going to teach him how to skate again, but she liked it a lot and she kept singing ‘History Maker’ non-stop for a LONG time. She’s learning cello right now and she also kept making me show her cello covers of History Maker on youtube.

I’ll (probably) try to take it slow :) and I’ll definitely let you know when I start playing/finish a route!

DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU’RE DOING TO MY HEART WITH THOSE PICTURES. NO. STOP IT. I REFUSE TO STAY IN THIS FLASK- I REFUSE TO ADMIT DEFEAT-

(seriously though wth that middle picture is adorable)

Idk how it ended up that savage. I swear I wasn’t trying to be mean *innocent smile*

TYSM, Luna. What would I do without you?

But wait, you had a hard time writing Evans/Kimblee headcanons? Here- 

‘Evans: KIMBLEE NO

Kimblee: Kimblee Yes ;)’

that is literally the only headcanon you need for this relationship.

I just think Nishiki/Luna would make such a cool, sassy couple. Like, all other people and ghouls are just peasants next to the two of you, step aside Touken- bow down to the real king and queen

Still gonna try tho because tbh Greed/Luna keeps turning into a bigger OTP :) (I’m seriously really happy you’ve enjoyed all my headcanons up ‘til now though <3)

I used to 'like’ (‘like’ as in 'you’re a fun character to analyze and make headcanons about but you’re also sorta terrible’) and still find him an interesting character, but not as much as I used to…probably becase I’ve been losing interest in Kuro itself lately? Like, I still like it and I’m not going to drop it, but this arc dragged so much that even the plot twist couldn’t completely save it for me ;-; and nobody can deny that Seb IS trash. So on second thought, I ship Seb/Luna as more of a frenemy/enemies thing LOL please destroy the trashcan demon Queen Luna

I actually really liked Pietro and I’m still not over the fact that he had to go and DIE

Hange-Luna friendship would honestly be amazing. You’d always be joined by Evans-Moblit though lol

(Ok ok ok but after realizing that some of Tatsuo’s earlier designs look a LOT like an even leaner, meaner version of Kimblee…what if Kimblee was Tatsuo and Naomi’s oldest sibling. Imagine that messed up family. Oldest child is a mad bomber who’s been in jail for years. Second child is an bloodthirsty sloth who just DOESN’T CARE, ok. Third child is screaming on the inside 24/7 because her brothers suck.

Tatsuo likes his big bro’s style but thinks the explosions are a bit extreme. Naomi hates both of them. Just, I’m having so much fun imagining the family reunion when Kimblee gets out of jail.

Also if Kimblee actually DID care about his younger siblings to some extent, let’s go back to that Hamilton AU. Shuu, if you thought Tatsuo’s reaction to the Kaneki Pamphlet was scary…)

Tysm for answering my random, sorta creepy question ;-; that’s a good way to deal with things :) I just asked hoping to maybe get some advice because I’ve been having trouble expressing/dealing with anger lately and it’s just kinda painful XD

OMG. I’ve always wanted to do aesthetic edits but I still don’t quite get how to do them (I don’t have photoshop and it seems you have to pay to download it so I have to figure out how to do it on Gimp (which I do have) or somewhere else…). These are AMAZING! The masquerade is lovely, really reminds me of some sort of fairytale, the Ballerina one is beautiful and has a 'classic’ feel to it, if that makes sense? (Also loving that Hamilton reference, it fits perfectly.)

Luna’s mood board is so pretty though. Love all those pastel colors and that 'seductively takes off glasses’ XD Also just from the pictures I guess you like sweet food?

And wow. If the Blue one was really inspired by me, it’s creepily accurate (though those sneakers are too nice for me, I’d probably ruin them lol). Especially that 'overthinking always’ pic. It's amazing, I could stare at it for ages, tysm <3

Um, for ideas/suggestions…aesthetic edit for Saiko/Urie, our shared OTP? Or one for Shuu/Kaneki? Maybe? If it’s not too much to ask? ^^

btw, do you have playlists you listen to nowadays? Like, I’ve gotten obsessed with a ton of songs lately so

No worries, I went to bed shortly after that as well ^^ I completely understand that there’s a big time difference between here and Korea ;)

Ah, that’s a shame :/ Hopefully you’ll find a version that plays, because it’s a really tranquil song ^^ 

We’re opposites XD I can’t remember the last time I cried because of something that happened irl, but anime gets to me very easily (however, none of my friends know that and I always feel a bit smug when we’re watching sad movies and they’re bawling their eyes out while I’m unfazed). Aw, that’s actually adorable! I’ve never read or watched LOTR, but I’ve both read and watched The Hobbit ^^  At this point I can’t even say I’m surprised at that… What’d I expect anyway XD (about Your Lie in April)

Speaking of trash, I recently read a book that landed on the top spot of ‘Trashiest books I’ve read in my life’ and I’ve read a lot of books, so that’s not an easy feat. The whole time I was reading it, I was more or less like ‘Is this girl (protagonist) for real?’ Basically, she’s the typical ‘perfect, beautiful’ girl and her character flaw is supposed to be that she’s cold, but since she’s so intelligent and pretty, everyone worships her like a fucking goddess. Of course, she’s also skilled in combat and intrigues everyone, including the hot love interest, his hot friend, their hot enemy and probably all of the other males in the world. Most irritating thing about it? The book ends with the sentence ‘Let’s go home’. Obviously, that sentence has a lot of emotional value to me (Hideeeeee), so seeing it used in a supposedly bitter-sweet scene in such a bad book really makes me irritated. Do not underestimate the number of people you’ll reduce to tears with that sentence!

It’s… it’s still creepy as fuck, even though it’s not directly pedo… Yep, I’ll just return him to the trash can. He belongs there. ((I haven’t even watched the anime XD))

Ah, by the way, completely random, but do I curse too much? I’ve noticed I started cursing a bit more lately ^^;; So if it makes you uncomfortable, just say so!

Aw, that’s so cute! Junior High is actually a pretty good anime, though a lot of people I know would disagree with me. My favorite part was probably the one where they summon Levi by throwing a plastic bottle into the paper bin. The only thing I wonder about: Just what were the writers smoking when writing the script? It’s nowhere near as random as Hetalia, but it’s still very random. Worryingly random. I can’t believe I actually spelled that word correctly on my first try. Wow. 

I ship Berthold with happiness. Actually, I ship that whole universe, especially some individuals (ARMIN) with happiness. I ship Annie with Armin more, though. The blond OTP is cute~

That’s adorable! You probably know all the lyrics by now :P Did she ever learn the cover or nah?

Well, no one’s gonna blame you if you do route after route ^^ That’s what I did anyway *looks away with guilt* How’s Rod so far?

This is the moment where I put even more Urie/Saiko pics but the internet here is so shitty that I’m pretty sure it’ll die before I manage to load a single one. Yay.

I know, I almost melted while searching for those pics T^T Urie/Saiko gives me life. Ishidaaaaa come ooooh

Yeah, suuure, I totally believe that. Evans never meant to roast the flame alchemist. Nooo

Ahahahah, yeah, probably XD Who knows, maybe you could stop him from blowing up a building or two. Maybe. 

I cry. What did I ever do to deserve a friend this sweet? The last time I saw something that almost gave me diabetes was when I was watching Sweetness and Lighting, and it still wasn’t as cute as you! 

Honestly, I’m not exactly in the Kuro fandom, but the manga is intriguing enough for me to keep reading. Also, the art style is really pretty! And some of the arcs are my all time favorites. Not to mention, the little shit that is Ciel has somehow become my adopted son XD The thing Bassy would hate the most about me: I’m allergic to cats. I get a rash and start sneezing when near them. It’s gotten better in the last few years, but I’m still weary near them. Not to mention, getting red and itchy all over as a kid hasn’t really made me develop much liking towards the furballs. 

Well, what about the X-Men timeline? He appears there as well, right? I mean, I haven’t watched those movies, but I hope he’s alive there. I hope. 

We’d be the duo everyone is scared of, because we probably blow the lab up on a daily basis. You and Moblit have to take away the explosives XD Levi would (seemingly) hate me even more than Hange, cause I’m full 5cm taller than her, which makes me 15cm taller than him. Wow. He’s tiny XD And that just made me realize Armin and I would have that cute couple height difference, only I’d be the taller one :P I’m one of those people who are convinced puberty does wonders to him, though. Seriously, just google ‘Older Armin’

That’s... a very messed up family to say the least. Just. Wow. How can so much tragedy be crammed into genes?  Shuu better watch out when Kimblee hears what happened with his sis XD Somehow, I think that Kimblee’s version of Congratulations would involve shit blowing up.

It’s no problem ^^ If you want to ask any similar questions, feel free to! They’re not creepy at all. You should hear some of the shit I ask at times...  I hope you find a good way to deal with anger soon ^^ The only thing with my answer is that I rarely get angry, I mostly get frustrated. I’d recommend drawing as a way to express feelings. Bring out the red colors and murder that paper XD

Aah, I’m so glad you like them! I was really satisfied (ha) with them, since they were done in a rush ^^ Most of them were born from me finding one pic and thinking ‘I want an AU based on this pic’. For the masquerade, it was fans and ballroom, ballerina History has its eyes on you and the shoes. 

If you offer enough chocolate and/or cookies, I’m willing to sell my soul. I wish I was joking. I’m not.  I’m glad you like yours ^^ I was thinking about showing you the ones I made and was like ‘Why not make one for you?’ I remembered you saying you like blue, found some pics and ta-dah! It’s really fun to do, and it’s nice artistic expression for someone who can’t draw for shit XD

I’ve only managed to do Shuu ;-;

((It actually looks more like it was meant for Kanae XD))

Tbh, I’ve tried to do the other ones as well, but it’s pretty hard to find pics that fit =3= I’ll keep trying tho ^^

Also, I made one for Rod, since he’s your first route, but it’s actually spoilerish, so tell me when you’re done and I can show it to you ^^

I mostly make my own playlists, and the ones I have right now have a lot of Ed Sheeran, a shitton of soundtracks, a few idol songs and probably more remixes than it would be considered healthy.  Also, while looking at my playlist to answer this, I realized what I liked in a song: The beat.  Which actually explains why I always seem to prefer remixes more than the original song and why I’m a sucker for Woodkid songs, especially Run Boy Run and Iron.  Also, I adore soundtracks. I’m content listening to just those, especially if they’re fantasy or medieval XD

I get my pictures from Pinterest! A lot of artsy pics are uploaded there, so it’s easy to find what I’m looking for ^^  I hope you’ll start making your own edits soon! I’d definitely love to see how that’d turn out ^^