#truly just 2 hours of all of us killing eachother

[slurpnasty]

venti got tired of getting his wine privileges revoked

[incorrectinfinity]

Ok so hi I wrote an analysis for chapter 181 because my brain is rotted even without tumblr so here that is if you want to read it.

Tw for abuse and SA bc this last chapter was rough

Alright I'm writing this out on Oct 22 but by the time I'm posting this will probably be old news so apologies for that

1. Asa

The first expression shot we get of her says it all really. My homegirl is in denial.

Let's get some perspective here: up until a few chapters ago (I'll say it started at 167 aka Super Smooch aka THAT ONE CHAPTER. YOU KNOW THE ONE.) Asa and Yoru functioned as a well oiled machine, I made a post explaining this partially earlier but Asa and Yoru only really have eachother to rely upon at that point. It came to a point where they could easily swap in and out without being thrown off whatsoever, there was tangibly a growth and a difference made in their interactions. And then... well.

..yeah.

Ever since that point their relationship and in particular Asa's understanding of Yoru has been completely and utterly shattered. And yet... she hasn't said anything.

I just want a quick reminder for some of you: chronologically chapter 164 takes place in the same 24 hour period as 181.

Asa has had her world rocked in a single day, Yoru continuously and unapologetically using, manipulating, and framing her and her body constantly throughout that period to steal, assault, and kill. This has all happened really fast. Her expression in the first panel, that erratic and almost manic smile and her denial of the danger this threat poses truly signals her mental state right now.

She has to be able to do something about her situation right now lest she begins to fully realize the harm Yoru has done to her, Denji, and the world at large. She refuses to address it but you can tell how much it has been affecting her: from her snapping at Yoru easily, or her consistently fluctuating expressions, to her hyperfocusing on finding a way out to the point where she leaves Denji alone and unconscious. She does not want to address what has happened, and that is precisely why she is here - because she has to.

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2. Denji

This poor fucking kid, man.

The breakdown was a long time coming ever since the "I wanna die" thought process from chapter 169 (which was before Nayuta, just as a reminder).

The fact that he blames himself is all too familiar, it hails back to Makima opening the door. He tried to live a normal life and this is what happened, so it must've been all his fault, just like Yoshida said. Because he always acts on impulse, because he always chooses his emotions over reason, because he always thinks with his dick. In his mind this has to be his retribution, that is the logic formed by those who have manipulated him.

His relationship with Asa (and Yoru) must be so fucking confusing.

If Asa and/or Yoru don't tell him the full truth of their nature soon I can only imagine what will happen next.

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3. Yoru (& partially Denji still)

My favorite.

Yeah she's still my character. Yaaay 🎉🎊🎉🎊 I hope she fucking explodes 🎊🎉🎊🎉

First off, her seeing if she could kill herself.

Yoru has zero respect for Asa at all. Yeah, no you cannot convince me otherwise. Asa's body is a tool and Asa herself is a contract, that's it. Yoru needed Asa to be alive and cooperative so they built a mutual trust for one another, but Yoru is still a devil. She doesn't care about Asa, she cares about what Asa can do for her. At this point, Asa's usefulness is running out as she becomes more and more afraid of Yoru. Yoru can read her thoughts, at this point she knows what to say and do in order to make Asa tick, but she also knows that Asa is now aware of how monstrous she truly is. If Yoru killing Asa and herself worked it would be incredibly inconvenient at worst, but devils can come back, humans cannot.

Now Denji.

STAY AWAY FROM HIM YOU STUPID MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyways so Yoru first interacts with Denji this chapter by verbally and a physically abusing him. I hate her. But I want to focus on the ending, as most people are. First off:

This. Yoru had so recently gotten some of her power back, a force so strong that it could come from New York City to Tokyo in mere moments and blow an entire city block into oblivion. Now she is powerless to such an extent to where she can't even threaten a teenage boy into submission. She has lost everything.

(Just also as a side note relating to Denji: his refusal to fight back in this moment is very much because of his belief that he deserves this. The abuse is apart of his "punishment")

War itself is not just violence, it's showing dominance over an opponent. Yoru in this moment cannot show dominance through violence so she is stuck, that's why she looks so distressed. Next:

The first panel Yoru is raising her arm in attack, but she isn't doing it with much force behind it. This is a realization of how she has lost her physical sway in this situation.

The next panel is her second attempt at dominance. If she cannot beat submission out of him she will take it another way, through forced intimacy. She has done this numerous times in various ways (mostly to Denji but she also did try to do it in chapter 99 when asking Yoshida to be her boyfriend), romantic and sexual relationships are ways she owns someone.

Denji's expression in that panel is really telling.

1. His desire for and shock from sudden intimacy is completely gone, he accepts whatever happens to him now. He thinks he deserves the worst.

2. His non-reaction means that Yoru cannot show dominance. She no longer has any sort of power over him now. She truly and utterly is stuck in that regard.

This chapter was an amazing set up for more characterization. These three are an absolute mess and I hope that Denji and Asa will be able to actually talk to eachother because they have not done that since 166. They have a lot to discuss.

I am brainrotting over this shit so fucking hard fam idk what to do it's so good 😭

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Here's a link to my other Asa & Yoru analysis post for context

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Side points I thought up after writing this:

Yoru kissing Denji could mean a lot of things beyond what I said.

1. It could be for Yoru's pleasure. Back in 168 Yoru specifically said that she kissed Denji because it felt good, this could be unreliable though as I do not trust Yoru to be telling the full truth to Denji in this moment.

2. (Relating to post linked above) Yoru using Denji could also be an act of her giving and then having things be taken from Asa. This is actually a very intriguing idea for me because when it comes to Yuko and Yoshida Yoru had absolutely nothing to do with those two and their actions, but she does with Denji. Denji being taken away from Asa's life would affect her. Her top priority of these last (almost) 30 chapters until Age was saving Denji. What will happen if someone using her own body is the one who breaks him.

I want to go into more detail when it comes to what I said about Yoru and Asa's effortless swapping that this point. Earlier in the part it was made pretty clear who was in control and when, it was mostly Asa in control with Yoru as a hallucination. Now things are changing as Yoru continues to show her true colors. In the beginning of the chapter Asa seems to be in control, but Yoru takes over her body. Now I may just be misunderstanding but that swap confused me at first as it wasn't made clear who was in control at that moment until Yoru interacts physically with things around her.

This isn't really a usually thing I was confused about, so I find it interesting. Yoru and Asa, despite their outward differences being shown loud and clear these last chapters, are becoming closer and closer to being one.

It's not just with control over the body, it's the body's appearance itself. For the majority of the part Asa and Yoru's designs were differentiated by two things: Yoru's scars and Asa's twin tails. Asa's physical hair has been down since chapter 175. In chapter 176 she claims Gun and Tank as her arms. Yoru is making physical differences to Asa's body. In a sense their visual designs are becoming more and more alike. This is so concerning and I love it.

I'm just going to say it outright: I am beginning to prepare myself for if Asa dies and/or looses herself completely.

Ok have fun with those little thought nuggets bye.

[aprofessionalwithoutstandards]

K so im seeing the latest "discourse" and my noisy ass just has to butt in, so as a regular medic player i'll give my two cents. I do not normally touch support classes but since medic is my fave i ve forced myself to get good at him and i have decent skill and hours on him but goddamn do i NOT enjoy playing him like more than 50% of the time💀 as u said ze healing def ISNT as rewarding as ze hurting so i kill as much as i can whenever i play him to give me just a bit of dopamine

i started out w the crossbow but bc u def DO need aim and projectile prediction i stopped using it altogether since medic is like multitasking 958474 things every second so if im already stressed theres no guarantee i wont miss my shots. instead i heroically take the -2 hp regen penalty and main the blutsauger cuz its saved my ass way more times than the crossbow. like from my experience in medium range i would die quicker if i missed my crossbow shot and waited for it to reload as opposed to raining down syringes on my pursuer who will idiotically chase me down until he eventually dies. while you def do need aim for the syringe guns too i'd say its so much easier to lead your targets around due to the projectile delay rather than trying to desperately hit a crossbow shot on a scout thats doing circles around and above u💀

Dont get me wrong this isnt me shitting on the crossbow it can work AMAZINGLY with a coordinated team who communicates w eachother but since in casual this is arguably a miracle, i ve learned the hard way that i cannot rely on my teammates for long enough and you should def NOT JUST RELY on ur heavies and soldiers to protect ur ass at all times. imo if u as a medic arent able to hold ur few as best as u can given the situation sounds like a skill issue as in. i absolutely hate the "soft uwu WAHHH MY HEAVY LEFT ME FOR 0.0001263 SECONDS TO GO TO SPAWN FOR AMMO💔" stereotype of medic mains i truly do. relying on and pocketing a heavy doesnt always work out from my experience anyway but thats a whole other can of worms💀

This is soooo real Medic kinda sucks to play if you're into killing people yourself and not just helping other people kill. I actually like the Crusader's Crossbow for assault because I'm a freak I have decent projectile prediction AND it doesn't have as much of a fucking ARC which the Blutsauger has and which I hate. The Blutsauger ONLY works in mid-to-close range and I like hitting things from far away so it's out. As I write this I realize that what I want, a primary single-shot weapon for long range and a secondary rapidly firing weapon with a larger clip for mid to close range is literally just Sniper. I don't like playing Medic because I cannot efficiently turn him into Sniper

[spotaus]

Ehehehehe!!!

Waughhh!!! First off: thank you!!! I had such a fun time sitting on this one-

YES!! Exactly, the meet cute moment!!! Cross was convinced the gods had smiled upon him and then- oh. Nope. He just got robbed-

And yep! Ink has a -2 to Charisma, and he wasn't sure *where* that ship was gonna take cross so he had to ensure the guy wouldn't sail away before he could offer to hire him!! (And fun fact! That ship would've led to Reaper's kingdom! It's a very diverse and welcoming location + Cross was convinced that was the only place he could possibly be accepted that that point- )

And yes!!! They are good friends! (Even after the whole Working for Nightmare thing. I think Cross kept Ink's sash because Ink was his first real friend, and when they run into eachother again on the battlefield it's like:

Dream(angry): Cross! >:(

Ink(looking over in excitement): Cross! :D

And they're able to salvage their friendship lol.)

Introducing Dream was probably my most important bit during this whole drabble (and ofc it helps that Cross just sees beauty and whimsy in everyone-) and I'm glad you enjoyed it!!

I think an important thing that's not straight up said is that Dream has emotion-sensing magic. His magic used to take a different form, but since he was young he's been doing all that training and so he just has that natural, emotion-driven understanding of others. He doesn't say anything, just uses it to his advantage. He *knows* when a person is upset, or happy, or lying, and whatnot. (And Night doesn't have this style of magic pre-apple. Post-apple he's got whisps of it left-)

And yes!! He doesn't say anything to most people about the whole Not Killing his Bro thing because... well, by the rules of the prophecy, the twin who eats the apple is the rightful king. Dream can't do that anymore, but he *can* role-swap and play advisir. If that's how to help his brother + his people? He'll do it! The only reason he told Cross is because A) Night is WAY too strong for just one guy. B) He doesn't want cross doing smth stupid and reckless lol. He can tell Cross is very emotion-driven and so he gives him the full story. (As he knows it ofc)

Haha! You picked up on my mention of the guard!

Most of the guard doesn't like working for Nightmare, and unlike the servants (who he often hand-picked out of bad situations + so has connections to) he doesn't care much for the guard. That's the word from inside, that the king and his knights pay no mind to guards. BUT. No one knows Ccino is constantly doing spy work! No one knows he's watching over the castle, that the cats warn him, that he handles all that himself so Night doesn't think twice about it.

And Cross, my beloved... Poor thing is unaware that within 2 hours of arriving that the Knights were already notified of an oddly magically-skilled guard. That the Knights were keeping an eye on him. That no, those cats staring *weren't* just him being paranoid.

I really adore the idea that Cross was the rat in the trap for like, at least a week or two. Unable to find anything, being hunted the moment he stepped into Nightmare's domain. That Night, confident in his skill + his men, purposefully allowed Cross to root around.

(And, Night has no reason to suspect that Dream is starting a rebellion at all. All their captives claimed to be working for neighboring kingdoms, why would Night be suspicious or even think of his twin? Hense why he doesn't press Cross for info + trusts him so quickly.)

Hehe! Yep! Camp is a very charming and happy place so long as there's no serious business. It's a sanctuary for the weary to stay!

And very much domestic living!! Blue claims it's so that he can keep the prince safe at all times, but they're 100% in there all snuggled up at night cuddling, or sharing tea, or reading books to eachother... fr how they weren't married at age 18 no one knows- I like to think that Dream and Blue didn't truly expect Ink to show for at *least* another week beyond their planned date, so Dream was lounging with a book wearing an old robe + nothing else and Blue was totally covering for him + buying time sending them around to the front lmao-

Aughh I'm so glad you liked this one, it was such a banger to write! I've had it rotating in my brain for ages now and it finally came through lol!

New Age AU (The Camp)

Hello and welcome back to another New Age drabble! As always, fuck it we ball, no editing or rereading! This one is fresh off the press!

And!! Hello to @ancha-aus @papiliovolens and @mutzelputz ! Hope y'all enjoy!

Things had been looking up.

   Now, the bar for what was 'better' was set pretty low, but this time, right now, managed to reach it.

   Shortly after the collapse of his former kingdom, Cross had known there was no way he could ever show his face there again. His closest friends were dead, his brother was trying to rebuild things from the ground up, and his presence would only hinder them. If he, the king's loyal dog, stayed? It'd cause he'll to break loose.

   So he left. Alone. In the night. Nowhere to go but anywhere better than there.

   He walked.

   And walked, and walked, and walked, until he came across a town where he could find a place to sleep, a spot to eat, and to find out what the hell he'd do next.

   He had almost hoped that no one would recognize him in the neighboring kingdom. That he'd get off scot-free, but they knew. He was too focused, too quick to draw his blade, too alert.

   He unsettled the patrons at the inn, he was too efficient for the dock work, and the shops wouldn't have him keeping his sword on his hip. He refused to be without it.

   And so within a few months he'd exhausted his resources and had to move on.

   But. Just before he boarded the ship that would set sail for some new dock, he had been rushed into by a wirey, tiny skeleton. Knocked clean off his feet and almost directly into the lapping sea below the docks.

   Cross was not easily placed off-balance. The skeleton was stronger than he looked.

   And he looked... really nice.

   Cross, as he stood his ground, found that the skeleton paused to stare at him. Big, colorful eyelight filled crescent sockets which squinted in delight. A big smile reached the corners of his eyes, and a huge smudge of some darkness patterned his cheek, breaking up the pure while bone of his skull.

   Cross hadn't seen another skeleton monster in ages, aside from his brother. Especially not one with as much expression as this one. Dressed head to toe in colorful fabric sashes and pouches and bags, every one with a new vibrant color. It must've been expensive to-

   And then he'd spotted that this ethereal skeleton had a familiar pouch in-hand. A pouch with a hand-embroidered "X" on it. His coin purse.

   The moment he'd seen it, it seemed the skeleton had noticed, because he practically rocketed off the dock. Cross had followed without a thought. That was his pouch! One if the few things that were ever his. He needed that back, boat be damned.

  

   And so Cross had chased this mysterious skeleton all about town, not losing his track for long when the other managed to slip away.

   It felt like the worst game of cat and mouse he'd ever been a part of. But, it was somewhere outside if town that the skeleton led him to. He wasn't even out of breath when he came to the clearing just off the path. The skeleton had been out of his sight for twenty minutes, but his transportation magic was pungent. Cross knew exactly where he'd gone.

   And he'd found him.

   Grabbed him by one of his scarves abd snatched his pouch back. It was empty, but that was fine. Most of his gold was inside his armor anyhow.

   But before he left, the skeleton had laughed. Had said he was impressed he'd been followed. Wondered what he was doing setting sail on that dingey of a ship before. Cross hadn't intended to sit down, he hadn't wanted to. After all, this guy had stolen from him.

   Yet, the skeleton mentioned he might have work for a soldier like Cross. Paying work. Work that would have him moving about. Away from whatever he was running from.

   And Cross had sat. And asked about the work. And Ink had introduced himself.

   Ink was an assassin for hire, something which had made Cross grimace and almost leave once more, but Ink swore Cross wouldn't be expected to kill anyone. Just... make sure no one killed Ink while he was moving from job to job. A bodyguard of sorts, just until his name was off the radar again.

   He promised gold, and food, and respect. People knew him everywhere he went, a sort of folk hero (though that wasn't what he'd said) and so Cross wouldn't be as judged for his past.

   It had been an easy sell. Scam or not.

   Cross had some things to get used to. The first being that Ink had no soul. He hadn't noticed it because the other was draped in magical items, but Ink was entirely soulless. Along with that, he had an awful memory.

   To work around it, Cross had taken one of Ink's scarves to replace his bandana that was destroyed in a fight. The familiar item seemed to keep Ink from getting spooked by Cross. It was almost familiar to Cross, how to Ink he was no different than one if Ink's other cloth-wrapped belongings.

   And it was two years, traveling with Ink. Helping him keep on track for his kills, keeping folks from trying to ambush him. Fighting local city guards attempting to arrest them.

   It was a life on the run, but it was better than being dogged in his own hometown, missing his friends and family. Some shadow of a fallen king.

   But, now, things were looking up.

   Ink had said he was going to be going dark for a bit. To help an old friend. One who Cross might like.

   One who was setting up a rebellion against the evil tyrant who'd taken over his home kingdom in order to defend his peoples. A righteous warrior.

   Cross had to admit, the closer they drew towards the encampment, the more excited he became. He wasn't able to help in the last coup he lived through. Maybe he could be of help during this one.

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   The chattering and happy voices weren't what Cross had expected upon finally reaching the end of the game trail. Ink had insisted there was no main road to the encampment, and that they had to use the secret entrance, which consisted of a thin trail that wove between all sorts of flora and snagged at his fraying uniform.

   When they'd emerged, Cross had certainly not expected to find himself standing before a beautiful flower garden.

   It was a landscaped space reminiscent of the gardens back at the palace. It was smaller, obviously, with less variety, but the first step onto the rocky path which led towards the back of a meager cottage made his heart skip a beat.

   The colors were to plentiful, and a butterfly flitted past him in a way that completely had him enamored. It was thanks to muscle memory that he didn't freeze up completely to admire the flawless plants in more detail.

   Instead, he soon found himself up a set of wooden steps, just behind Ink, hand on his swords hilt in preparation.

   Ink knocked on the door.

   It sounded thin, and Cross wondered just how old this building was. Colorful curtains drawn over the windows gave an impression of a fresh life to a building which clearly was on its last leg. The ground creaked under the slightest shift of weight.

   The door swung open.

   His focus was entirely absorbed by the person on the other side of the door. Another skeleton.

   Of course, Ink was shorter than Cross, but this new skeleton was shorter than Ink. He had bright blue eyelights and was wearing what Cross could only recognize as training armor. Old iron scraped up in battle and worn more casually when a soldier was among allies. It was adorned in shades of blue and yellow heavy fabric, and Cross was a little amazed that the little guy wasn't dying in the summer heat right about now.

   "Oh, Ink!" The skeleton inside greeted. "You're... actually right on schedule! That's unheard of for you." He seemed to look over his shoulder a moment.

   Cross followed his gaze, catching a slight view into the inner portion of the cottage. It seemed warm, and decorated, and homey. Too messy for his tastes just at a glance, but he had to imagine it was cozy for those who lived inside.

   "You can thank Cross for that one. He's been keeping me on-schedule for..." Ink trailed off at that, reaching a hand back to knock his knuckles against Cross's padded tunic, just over the center of his ribs.

   "Just barely two years now." Cross supplied meekly, focusing on Blue, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

   Blue seemed to perk up at Cross' words, and nodded a bit.

   "Right! Yes, forgive me, I am Blue." The skeleton, Blue, supplied with a grin. "It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Cross."

   Then, after a moment, he peaked it head back inside to look at something beyond the door, then looked back out to the pair. He was clearly guarding the threshold.

   "If you wouldn't mind waiting out on the front veranda? Dream and I will coke to meet you and guide you to the planning tent." Blue requested, and gestured to the left.

   Cross could only imagine the porch wrapped around to the front, and he nodded in agreement as Ink shot off in that direction without a warning.

  

   Blue shut the door, and Cross took his time walking around the side of the old cottage.

   Dream.

   That was the name of the person leading this revolution. Cross was eager to hear more, solely because Ink didn't always have his facts straight. His memory made it more likely that he was making things up to fill the gaps than anything else.

   He'd made this Dream guy sound like a saint, and frankly Cross didn't believe it. Kingdoms can be bad, but the things Ink was saying sounded cartoonish. Blood sacrifice and godlike power? No way was any of that right. He needed to meet this guy and hear what sort of real threats this tyrant posed, and hear how Dream planned on going about claiming power.

   Cross had seen a plan like this go poorly before. He didn't plan to let another one happen on his watch.

  

   As he turned the corner, he was greeted with a shocking sight.

   Not far past the front fence of the cottage, was a large clearing with a river running through it. Dotted around the edges of the grassy clearing were all sorts of large canvas tents. Ones that reminded him a bit too much of a battle encampment.

   Only, the tents were strung up with colorful flags atop, banners of what had to be the Royal insignia of the kingdom in gold and purple, and, most strikingly, that was where those sounds of joy had been coming from.

   People were talking, there was a dirt patch in the center of the place where it seemed there were people training, others cheering them on. The scent of warm food wafted past him and made his mouth water. Just from a distance, it seemed like a little sanctuary. Hidden away on the outskirts of a kingdom.

   When he finally reached Ink's side, the other had hoisted himself to sit on a low-bearing railing that circled the porch. It barely seemed to hold his weight, but he coukd care less. He seemed content to kick his feet and watch the people out in the main area.

   Cross remained vigilant (then again, when didn't he?) and was quick to turn when the front door behind them eventually swung open with a heavy creaking noise.

   There, trailing Blue out of the front door, was a radiant skeleton.

   His magic alone felt like a warm breeze had passed a summer path and let flower petals gently drift by to make a scenic masterpiece. It was unlike anything Cross had ever felt, and he tried not to look dumbfounded when the skeleton's eyelights skimmed up and over the scene before him.

   "Dream!" It was Ink who practically stunt-fell backwards from his perch and rushed over to the skeleton's side without so much as a stumble.

   Cross didn't need to see his eyelights to know they were probably both a bright, striking color. His excitement was evident.

   "Ink, it's good to see you again!" Dream greeted, and to Cross' utter surprise, he reached out and pulled Ink into a quick hug. "I heard from Blue that you brought a reliable friend?" He pulled away just as quickly as he'd tugged Ink in, but he seemed to watch Ink closely with caring eyelights. A soft yellow.

   Ink seemed to take a moment to process, before he gave a single nod and whipped around. In just a moment he bounced off of Cross's side and nudged him for emphasis.

   "Right, this is Cross! He's been helping me, but I thought he'd help a lot with that job you needed done!" Ink introduced, and Cross gave a half-bow. He just hardly kept hinself from saluting in his old fashion.

   Dream finally took a moment to look at Cross as the door to the cottage finally clicked shut on its own behind him.

   It took a moment, before Dream smiled gently at him.

   "Cross, it's a pleasure to meet you, truly." He greeted, reaching out a hand. Cross took it without thinking, shaking it firmly. "I am Prince Dream, and this is my knight, Blue." He added on.

   Suddenly, Cross wished he hadn't accepted that handshake. A prince? Ink hadn't mentioned anything about Dream being royalty?? Surely he'd have been on better behavior if he'd known!

   Dream released his hand, but gave him little time to devolve into panic, and he raised both hands placatingly.

   "Please, don't fret." He asked, "I can see you are not from this kingdom and you don't know the plight we face."

   It was a nice tone. An understanding one, which gave Cross a moment to breathe and think better of dropping to his knees for forgiveness.

   Dream continued, "Undoubtedly you are a brave soul, and a strong one as well. If you truly are interested in assisting us in this fight, I can explain more to you in a moment," He paused, "Though, you have a burden on your shoulders, even so young. Where do you come from?"

   Something about the question was so gentle. So... genuine.

   Cross faltered a bit, "I-" A breath. "I come from the fallen kingdom of Ritten. A high guard, disgraced once the castle fell." He admitted, trying to will his throat to not grow tight in shame.

   "And, may I ask, what brought you to this place?" Dream prodded gentle.

   "My family suffered because I was not strong enough to fight against the oppressive might of my king. I ran away, and now cannot help them." He'd thought hard and long about this. Where he'd gone wrong. Every night for the past two years. "I thought that, perhaps, I might save someone else from the pain of an unhonest rule. At least, based on the picture Ink painted for me of your cause."

   There was a moment of quiet.

   "Mm, I don't remember painting anything of Dream yet though, Cross." Ink chimed in.

   The tension felt broken and Dream's tense, serene aura burst into one of fondness and he turned to giggle at Ink. Blue, behind him, sighed.

   "Figure of speech, my friend." Dream clarified to Ink, before returning focus to, a frankly startled, Cross. "It seems you're passionate. I cannot promise that helping my people will fill that gap on your soul, but I can swear that you will be doing good for them." Dream assured, and Cross couldn't help but agree.

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   From there, Dream, Cross, Blue, and Ink crossed the lawn. Dream was greeted excitedly by every person they passed, abd Blue helpfully held open a flap to a particularly small canvas tent. One whose walls seemed to block out all the noise from outside, and which most likely prevented any eavesdropping from outside in.

   The four of them settled around a table, Cross sat across from Dream, Ink and Blue facing eachother.

   The table was strewn with a single map, and that map was covered in all sorts of pins and charcoal scratches. Clearly a planning guide.

   Along routes, there were several red X's.

   "Cross, how familiar are you with this kingdom?" Dream asked him as he examined the spread before him.

   "...Admittedly, I don't know anything at all aside from what Ink has told me. We just arrived two days ago." He said.

   Dream nodded as Blue chimed in that Ink was 'unreliable at best'.

   "Then I shall start from what I know." Dream said softly.

   "I am the crown prince of this place. I was raised alongside my twin in the Wooded Castle." He began, and Cross was already a bit surprised. Twins? For monsters, having twins was practically impossible. It was unsafe, and deadly... "We were inseparable. I was to one day claim the throne, and he was to be my closest confidant. My advisor. We had always been thrilled by our coming futures. I was to be crowned and gifted our familial magic on our 13th birthday."

   There was a deep, deep sorrow that suddenly seemed to overtake Dream's face. Blue slumped a bit in his own seat as they both seemed to have their eyelights glued to Dream.

   "Just months before our celebration, Nightmare became paranoid and distant. He told me that if I went through with the ceremony that something bad would happen. I'm not sure who placed this idea in his head, as I had been trained from a young age to withstand and control the power. A birthright handed on from my mother's father to my mother, and from my mother to me." He explained, "He did not listen to me, did not trust me."

   A miniscule flinch of Dream's shoulders. "During the ceremony, as I was presented with my birthright. An apple, meant to pass on my mother's life energy as well as untold power. My brother rushed up and snatched it from my hands. Consumed the fruit, and was changed by its overwhelming force. He did not inheret the full power, nor was he the same after it washed him in a dark and potent magic." Cross was uncertain. Anxious. What kind of kingdom was this? "Shortly after he took the crown, he... he cast me out. Banished me to a neighboring kingdom."

   Dream seemed to take a deep breath. "Since that day, my people have been suffering. Someone or something is in my poor brother's head, whispering horrible lies to him. I was unable to help him when we were young, and it has led to the horrible state of our kingdom. He is using the power granted by our ancestors to flood the people's crops and to destroy their sources of income. The people cannot survive this way much longer. I need to liberate my twin from those who are twisting his mind. So I may reason with him and help guide him back towards the truth."

   Cross was taken aback.

   Dream literally had an evil twin, and was meant to take the throne.

   "There have been many attempts to gain information on the king's whereabouts, but anyone the smaller rebel groups have sent have never made it back." Blue took over the story. "Dream has been searching for a person strong enough to infiltrate the castle to bring us back direct information. We are blind aside from the word of the people."

   And the dots fell into place. Cross would be this spy, if he agreed on taking this job.

   The others seemed to sense his hesitancy.

   "You can back out this moment if you like, no hard feelings." Dream had added hurriedly, "I am aware that our circumstances are looming for an outsider, and it is a lot to ask of a stranger."

   It was sincere, but Cross knew himself too well. He was in too deep the moment Ink had told him of Dream's plight. There was no way he would turn down this fight.

   "I... want to help you. What else do I need to know?" He replied simply.

   The room seemed to fill with a sort of relief at his admission.

   It seemed to take Dream a moment to collect his thoughts, before he gestured to Blue. The Knight was already out of his seat and rushing out of the tent. Cross figured this meant they were getting serious.

   "My first rule," Dream stated, "Please, for your own safety, avoid facing my twin at all costs." That was... a strange one. "I would fear for his death at your hands, as I truly don't wish to see him dead. Only, he is too powerful for even an army of men to face, let alone one skilled warrior. It would be your death, and I do not wish to send you to the gallows."

   Then Dream sighed, "I have had Ink searching for a worthy candidate for this mission. I would send him, but I fear he would forget his goal and attempt to assassinate my twin. And be killed in the process."

   Cross gave a nod.

   "The second thing to know, is to avoid the Knights. They always wear masks, visages of big cats from across the realm. As far as we are aware, there are three of them. A tiger, a lion, and a black panther." He informed, brow furrowed, "You are not from this area, but I can tell you that the masks are a tradition of our heritage. They are only given to those whom royal blood deem as their most trusted. The masked monsters cannot be trusted, and when together, cannot be faced alone."

  

   Cross hardly had a moment to place the information into his mind before Dream seemed to jolt, "The panther is the strongest of them magically. The lion the strongest. If you come across them on your own, please, just flee with what you've found. All of these people are criminals and vagrants, the lowest of the low. Hostile and dangerous." He reiterated, until he gained another nod from Cross.

   That was when Blue entered the tent once again, his arms filled with maps and scrolls and... was that armor?

   "We have reason to believe that the power in the castle does not keep a close eye on their guard. The plan would be for you to slip in among a grouping of new recruits and investigate further once you are dismissed from your first round of duties." Dream explained.

   Cross figured that could work. He was already a soldier, always had been one, so he wouldn't have to employ his terrible acting skills.

   There was only one thing eating at him.

   "And... what will I be searching for while I'm there?" He asked boldly.

   That was when, almost like a cue, Blue set a scroll before him. It seemed to be a list of locations, people, and imports and exports.

   "That is a list of all the things in which Nightmare has destroyed in the past year. All the locations and people affected by his wayward deeds." Dream explained, "I ask of you to listen, and find word of where his next area of disaster is planned to be. That way Blue, myself, Ink, and the others might intercept his Knights before they cause more harm to my people."

   Okay. Just information.

   Cross almost wondered if it was fate which brought him here, to sit before the radiant prince and his loyal followers.

   He'd eavesdropped on his father and spoken with his siblings enough to understand exactly what Dream was hoping he'd find. Plans, schemes, people even thinking of slandering this king who he could crush under his boot.

   This list was full of names and towns, written in a gentle cursive script, no doubt written by hand by Dream. Like there was a mourning etched into every stroke of the quill.

   "Alright. I'll do it." Cross confirmed, though mostly to himself. Then, "When do I set off?"

[wheresmybuckyhoes]

Shut up and Kiss him

Summary: You and your boyfriend Steve have been apart for too long and your ready to ‘get it going’ when Bucky happens to get in your way. So instead you decide to...encourage them to ‘play’ together.

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers x reader

Warnings: Swearing, suggested smut

Note from yours truly: Hey guys thanks for reading! Feel free to give me suggestions and feedback. Love you x

‘What the fuck’ you groaned, feeling every ounce of oxygen drain from your lungs momentarily as your flung against a wall, falling flat on your back.

 You tried to heave your exaughsted body of the ground, but slumped back down in defeat. You saw a metal hand obstruct your wonderful veiw of the sky through the glass ceiling, attached to a body with an all-too smug grin plastered on his face. You grumbled as you reached out to take his hand, being swiftly pulled back to your feet. ‘I won’ said Bucky as he walked to the side of the training room to grab his shirt, pulling it on in one swift motion. You felt a weird sense of disappointment to see his perfectly sculpted body get covered up. You wondered what he would look like next to your boyfriend’s perfectly sculpted body...no what on earth is going on in your brain. Stop getting distracted.

‘How are you not sweating?!’ you asked, quite literally wide - eyed. He shrugged in your direction and turned around to grab a drink of water from his avengers branded bottle Peter made you all buy. You knew this was your chance. Although you were a highly trained assassin, almost as skilled as Black Widow in hand to hand combat, and much more skilled with using a knife, you could never beat Bucky with only your fists. His super soldier strength and reflexes mixed with his fucking metal arm made it near impossible for you to win against him. But with Bucky’s back turned, this was your chance.

You ran at him with all you had and jumped onto his broad shoulders, trying to slightly cut off his oxygen supply with your legs. But he turned towards the mats, held you by the waist and flung you forward like the gentleman he is, sending you tumbling. But getting riled up now, you grabbed his leg as he tried to walk away again, pulling angrily at his ankle, making him fall on his back. He groaned loudly as he tried to get up but you quickly swung your leg over his chest so you were straddling him, finally pining him down by the arms. The soldier smiled at you from underneath your legs, making you want to punch his perfect teeth. Your faces were inches apart, panting and staring each other in the eyes, almost daring the other to make a move. Bucky knew he could easily have you pinned down underneath him, but he had heard Steve walk in.

‘We’re you 2 fucking while I was gone’ your boyfriend asked proudly as he strolled into the training room. ‘What...no...I would never want to fuck y/n, god no Steve’ (he said that last part with a very over the top tone of disgust). You and Bucky’s eyes met for only a second, but it was enough to make it weird as you made a disgusted face quickly getting of Bucky and holding out a hand to help him up. ‘Yeah Steve what the fuck Bucky is...is... is a gross ehh human’ you replied angrily. Bucky took your hand graciously, almost bringing you down again as he weighed just a bit more than you. You ran over to Steve, jumping into his arms and wrapping your legs around him. ‘Your back!’ you cried, kissing him fondly, pulling back to look at the eyes you had missed so badly. ‘I missed you too’ he laughed, gently placing you down and giving you a kiss on the forehead before going to greet his best friend Bucky.

You watched as your favourite boys tried to greet one another in a dignified way with you watching, but quickly gave up and gave eachother an adorable hug. You left the training room and hopped into the elevator, pressing the button for the 10th floor which you had to yourself. Although Bucky doesn’t sweat a drop, you were drenched from head to toe and were in desperate need of a shower. You hummed happily as the elevator climbed up, opening the doors to a beautiful living room Tony had designed just for you. It also had a small kitchen on the same floor, in addition to your bedroom and master bathroom. It was perfect.

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After you got out of the shower, feeling much more revitalated and fresh, you wrapped a fluffy white towel around your chest. Before you could reach for your hairbrush you heard a knock, making you jump slightly. ‘Who is it?’ you questioned vaguely as you brushed your wavy hair that only seemed to be nice when wet. The voice on the other side grumbled. ‘Bucky’ it replied. You opened the door making extra sure you had a hold on the towel so it woudnt slip down. ‘Hey wassup?’ you asked as his newly - showered smell hit you. A scent like a forest after a light sprinkle of rain crept into your nose, making your head spin from just how wonderful he smelt. ‘Just wanted to let you know you did great today. I really see the improvements’ he spoke as his eyes unwillingly trailed over your towel, the only thing separating him and your naked body. You noticed him trail off and waved a hand in his face, laughing as you asked ‘you good buddy?’ He shook his head as he focused again on your beautiful hazel eyes that seemed to change colour depending on the weather. Oh my god Bucky focus for fucks sake. ‘Fine sorry just zoned out... oh yeah your boyfriends looking for you’ he said before turning around and quickly slipping into the elevator, disappearing behind the doors. You stood at the bathroom doorway for a bit, slightly confused. Bucky was acting all weird, unlike his usual cocky self. You had no idea what had gotten into him, as usually he was perfectly collected (winter soldier history and all). You shrugged it off to your overactive imagination and whisked yourself to your closet to get dressed. You pulled on a short plaid skirt and a simple white vest top, pulling on your thigh sheaf because you wore that dam thing under every skirt you had, sliding in a small knife into one of the two slots. As an avenger you sort of had to be prepared at all times, and like Thor always says; ‘There’s always someone waiting to turn into a snake and try to kill you, even your own brother’. I’m not sure how revelant that is to you considering you don’t have a brother and you’d probably kill any snake that got within a 10 mile radius of you but, whatever you say god of hammers. You entered the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor.

You stepped out of the elevator onto the floor where you fondly remembered hulk tossing Loki around like a rag doll that one time, pulling up your skirt slightly as you loved to be a hoe for Steve. You liked to hang out up here when you were trying to get some thinking done, often joined by Steve, so you assumed he was waiting for you here. Just as you had thought, as you walked to the balcony you saw Steve standing there waiting for you. You smiled at him as you walked outside into the warm summer air, eyes widening at the trail of lit candles illuminating the night.

‘What’s all this baby?’ you asked as he took your hand like the gentleman he is and kissed it tenderly. ‘I missed you y/n. So, I got you a little something I think you might like to apologise for my absence’ he replied. Oh my how you loved this man. He held out a small box, around the size of your open palm, and placed it nervously in your hand. You tugged on the satin ribbon which held it closed, and pulled of the lid excitedly. Your jaw dropped all the way to the ground. ‘I didn’t know if you’d like it because I know you have an acquired taste but I thought this would be nice and...’ Steve began to explain but you lept into his arms and kissed him hungrily, his hands going immediately to your waist and pulling you in close.

You pulled away to hurriedly take out your new toy. It was a small pocket knife, the hilt made out of a rose coloured crystal, the golden blade engraved with intricate roses. You twirled it around in your fingers expertly before tucking it away in your thigh sheaf, that looked more like a lace garter then something to hold a deadly weapon. You looked up at Steve who looked utterly entranced by your magic fingers, noticing the hard on that was developing quickly in his tight pants. Steve scooped you up smoothly, allowing you to wrap your legs around his waist, placing one hand on your bum for support and the other on your neck, pulling you in for a deep sultry kiss. He slipped his tongue expertly into your mouth as he carried you back inside into the elevator, pressing the button for your floor without breaking the kiss even for a second.

You were devouring eachother desperately, missing each others touch after spending a long week away from eachother. You had already discarded your top and skirt, with Steve’s shirt flung on the floor in the elevator when the doors opened. ‘Oh my...fuck sorry shit I should have expected this I just needed to ask you...fuck’ you heard a voice shout in alarm from the direction of your couch. Steve let you down quickly in shock and your hand jumped over your mouth in suprise.

Your brain was whirring at 60 miles an hour. You had your beloved boyfriend, half naked behind you, and Bucky was sitting upright on your couch shirtless with his oh so tight training pants. The thoughts you were having early were filling your mind. You bit your lip in deep thought. ‘Y/n?’ Steve asked as he gently lay a hand on your arm, sending electric waves down your spine. Steve noticed the mischievous look in your eye and raised his eyebrow in question. ‘You want Bucky to fuck you? If you want you can I don’t really mind just watching you. It might be kinda hot and-‘ Steve began as you shook your head, hearing a small high pitched ‘what’ escape Bucky’s mouth. ‘Not exactly Stevie’ you replied. You slid over to Bucky, walking over to the couch and pulling him up by his god damn metal arm as Steve trailed behind you. You leaned in to kiss Bucky quickly, gently teasing his lips with your tongue before pulling away to watch his face contort from a confused look to one of lustful intrigue. You then turned to Steve, looking between the two boys and stepping back.

As Bucky and Steve realised what you wanted them to do, Bucky’s mouth formed a small ‘o’ as he looked between the pair of you, pink crawling up his cheeks. ‘Wait y/n...what do you...you want us to...’ he stuttered shyly before Steve stepped right infront of Bucky, cupping his face gently . Steve gave a questioning look towards you as you nodded hurriedly. ‘Just shut up and kiss him’ you smirked, falling back onto the couch to watch the show.

Steve caught Bucky in a gentle, loving kiss, as Bucky’s body melted into Steve. His hands quickly found Steve’s shoulders, as the two insanely attractive men slid their tongues into each other’s mouths. As the kiss became heated, Bucky moaned oh so pornographically when Steve dragged his strong hand over his hard cock. You bit your lip watching the two men, feeling tiny butterflies go wild down below. This was everything you had ever dreamed off.

Just as you had spread your legs comfortably, closing your eyes to begin rubbing your swollen clit with the obscene noises of the boys echoing in your ears, you thought you heard a weird whispering but continued doing your thing. But you felt a hand grab your wrist and your eyes fluttered open in suprise. ‘What are you...’ you asked as Bucky pulled your hand out of your pants and picked you up, swinging you over his shoulder to your delight. ‘Let us take care of that for you’ your boyfriend grinned as he smacked your ass hard, causing you to yelp from the sudden sting. ‘We’re gonna make you feel so good, doll’ Bucky whispered as Steve lead the way to your bedroom. Did he just call you doll? What the fuck is happening. This is going to be a long night.

[shyrose57]

Brothers anon, sorry its been like 2 days since I last submitted something! I've been busy and whenever I finally had time to sit down and write this all its like 1 in the morning. I hope its still ok for me to send these.

🌹 anon ima respond to you first, your The Deal au could be the reason why and how Ranboos and Dreams soul got mixed and linked together. But then a problem is how did it pass to Ranbob? In my au, each person has their own soul basically. And while certain attributes like DNA can be passed through bloodlines, souls can't, as their unique to their person. 

What left Ranbob vulnerable to Dream is that he was seen as the star student. The apprentice everyone wanted. He always got perfect grades and was seen as the smartest in the City. This did not go well. As Ranbob was put under a ton of pressure to always stay perfect and get everything right. When his grades started to slip and his chosen mentor started to put even more work on him, his mentality started to suffer. With him losing sleep and starting to not care for himself or do the basic necessities like eating or drinking, all in an effort to be "perfect". Its through this need, and weakened state over all, Dream's presence was able to slip in and convince him to let him help.

Benjamin is 30, Isaac 29, Cletus is 24, and Charles is 27. 

When Ranbob first told Ran about the Dream mask and how he wasnt himself, Ran did not believe him at all. And kept saying that he needs to stop lying and fess up to what he did and pay for it. Others tried to convince him that his brother really wasn't in control of himself, but was met with strong skepticism, scoffs, and disbelief. With Ran not beliving that was the truth at all.

Watson was very shocked but quickly reorganized himself cause he had to calm Jackie, and its only after Jackie fell asleep he was like "Oh fuck. I really am the dad huh?" Jackie was embarrassed at first but after some prodding did say how he truly saw Watson as a dad figure in his life. And everyone had different reactions to Watson suddenly accepting and fitting into the dad role. Jackie was excited and immediately started calling him dad and asking him awkward dad questions "Dad whats puberty?" "Uhhh-" "Dad where do babies come from?" "Ask your dad about that!" "But you are my dad!" Ran seemed indifferent about it but Watson can tell he's revealed to have someone to talk too, and someone to go to if things get to much. Grievous keeps sating he doesn't need a dad but he's the one that goes to Watson the most for things like hugs, comfort, and advice. 

Jackie and Grievous do everything. They rig the battle field so if someone steps in a certain area water will shoot up into their face, Grievous usually taunts and distracts opponents so Jackie can sneak up behind them and just latch onto them and cover their eyes while giggling like a madman as the opponent screams and runs around trying to get him off. Jackie regularly pulls peoples seat out from under them, while Grievous scares them and makes them choke or drop something. But they do know peoples limits. Like for Ran, no water related pranks (there was an incident where Grievous spilled a whole bucket of water on him and Ran got severe burns and had to stay in the hospital ward for a few days), for Watson don't mess with his bow or arrows, he will stab you. And for eachother, Jackie, no pranks that leave him alone for extended periods of time or makes it seems like everyone is gone/left. For Grievous no pranks centered around food or drinks (like putting toothpaste in his sandwich or putting pepper in his beer). 

Ran and Jackie have a 50/50 win if that makes sense. They both win and lose pretty often. They play games like Spoons, Go Fish, Dart Throwing (Watson needs to be present for this one), something similar to Cards Against Humanity, Poker (everyone plays during this one), and Tic Tac Toe. 

Sometimes Jackie loves being the smallest and other times hates it. He hates it when Ran steals something of his and holds it above his head, he sometimes resorts to aggressively climbing Ran to get it but Ran tends to just pluck him off, and people make fun of him in a mean natured way (he's fine with light teasing). But he loves it when he rides Ran's shoulders or can duck under peoples legs and trip em. Because he's also small and fast he's hard to catch and that definitely comes in handy during fights. No ones particularly protective of eachother (excluding Ran who's protective of everyone), because they know none of them like being babied and they can all hold their own, though they will quickly flock to help eachother if they need it. Ran definitely flaunts it whenever their in a agurement. 

There is a area under the fighting arena of the pit where they stay. Theres separate rooms for everyone, training areas, dinning areas, and just chilling areas. Theres even extra rooms meant for often visiting friends (Like Genevieve) and some for storage of weapons which also holds things to sharpen them or get new ones. The Pit itself is in the middle of a gaint city, so there are tons of stores and food areas around. And because of a high salary the King gives them they go out quite often, often eating out and browsing stores when their not training or sleeping. 

If by other combinations you mean like Ran-Jackie, Ran-Grievous, Watson-Jackie, and Watson-Grievous then it highly varies. Watson and Jackie are by far the worst team, their styles just don't match and constantly but heads during battles. Watson and Grievous are probably the best out of the 4 teams because Grievous can be serious and works well with Watson as he's much more willing to change his fighting style to accommodate whats needed. Ran and Jackie are like Jackie and Grievous, but they aren't nearly as insane. Rather Ran provides distractions while fighting to give Jackie time to sneak up behind them. Ran also is the only one able to actually throw Jackie, which they sometimes do during battles. And Ran and Grievous work well together, but not as much as Watson and Grievous, its just a few things of both their styles don't match or could potentially cause problems.

He's clumsy flat out, he isn't used to having full control and needs to get used to certain things like walking or talking again. He is also severely dehydrated and malnutritished because Dream didn't care enough to drink or eat. He's also incredibly skittish and scared easily. He and Cletus's relationship isn't solved fast at all, it takes months and the work of everyone to get the two comfortable around eachother. They start by putting Cletus on watching duty, where he watches over Ranbob to make sure he's eating and drinking and resting while not tiring himself out. Then after a month or 2 Isaac, Benjamin, and Charles start purposely leaving the two in a room alone toghere to get them to talk stuff out. It takes 3 months until their comfortable enough with eachother to willingly talk and hang out. Oh the house building attempts went aboustely awful. They sometimes fell on Ranbob! And when they didn't they just collapsed or got blown away by the wind, but Isaac did ofter help a few times and showed him multiple different ways to make sure the walls stay up and keep the cold out. 

Ran is very unhappy with Ranbobs haunting, he thinks their kind of like Ranbob in which they've all killed people and considers them a threat at first, but when he sees how his haunting likes and interacts with Ranbob's, he losens up a bit, his group trusts them, so he has to trust them a little bit. But he doesn't trust them or like them nearly as much as he trusts and likes his haunting. 

Im guessing you mean who from the two groups get along the easiest. Most of them take a while to get to know eachother, like a few hours. But after that their all really close. Charles and Jackie, Cletus and Grievous, and Benjamin, Isaac, and Watson are the groups that get along really well really fast. 

Im honestly probably am going to go for them adventuring outside the City to try to get the brothers to get along again. Mostly cause I thought of the idea that what if Watson, Jackie, and Grievous all lie to Ran, and while they are actually going on an adventure, they lie to him that his brother and his group isn't coming. Then when its much to late for Ran to back out, Watson just goes "Oh yeah! Your brother and his group are traveling with us. And you can't do anything about it." And Ran just sits there shocked. 

Ran and Ranbob are both subtle protective of their group. With Ranbob never really getting aggressive or going into overbearing. But for Ran, if someone in his group is injured badly enough or if there's a big enough threat he does get overbearing and extremely aggressive towards whatever/whoever the threat is *cough cough Ranbob cough*. Ranbob tends to be very physical, listening more to a certain instincts that tell him to constantly have a view on or hold his family, as if he doesnt see or touch them for a long time he gets very anxious and panicky, thinking his family is dead and that he's all alone again. His group understands this and so tends to not stray to far away from Ranbob. He will also follow his group like a lost puppy at times. Ran while listens more to the instinct that tells him at random times to make sure his family is ok and to bond with them. The bonding leads to him randomly grabbing them and just sitting down with them, most likely playing games. While the random urge to check on them has led to him waking them up during the middle of the night or interrupting his own conversation or others conversations just to ask if their ok. His took a while to understand why he does it, but now if he wakes them up or drags them somewhere, they know to go along with it and comfort him during those times. 

Hybrids are rare! Especially aggressive or netural type mobs like Ran, Ranbob, and Porkius are. Their actually seen as monsters and are chased out or hunted in other city's because people aren't accepting of them. Theres very few city's like Subbin that fully welcome and are even led by hybrids. So there are more hybrids in Subbin, than there is anywhere else. 

Sorry this is so long ':)

Asks are always welcome here, and don’t worry about taking a bit or anything. The questions aren’t going anywhere, there’s plenty of time. 

Here’s that for you,🌹anon.

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1: Wow, Ranbob’s really going through it, huh? Does he ever start to fall back on that need to be ‘perfect’ while with the others? If so, how do they deal with that? And how is he with others offering to help him? If he even can really recall falling under Dream’s thrall, by accepting such an offer, how does he react to others doing the same, even if their intentions are far different?

2: So we’ve settled all the ages down, nice. You figure out anything for their backstory yet? And how do their ages affect their relationships with one another? Does Benjamin take the lead a lot? Or is he more of a follower that still has a lot of say? Who met who first?

3: So Ran’s obviously going to be awhile before he believes what went down. Still, I can’t imagine he’d have been as willing to go along with his hauntings little roadtrip plan if he wasn’t swayed at least a bit, since I can’t imagine he wouldn’t have put his foot down if he truly though Ranbob had done what he did. Why exactly does he go along with it? Does some small part of him want to give his brother a chance? Is he just confident he can overpower him, and looking for an opportunity to settle the score? Does he see something that makes him hope a bit? What’s going down there, anon?

4: On one hand, very adorable. One the other hand, poor Watson. Does Jackie actually not know that stuff, or does he do that just to mess with his new father figure? It seems like they all take to it pretty well overall though.

5: I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. Two people to truly fear. How many people straight up forfeit when faced with this combination? It seems like they’ve had some interesting times, good and bad. How’d those play out? As for those last two, I’m sensing a bit of a backstory. Why does Grievous not like stuff being put into his food? And why’s Jackie not good with being left?

6: So it’s fifty/fifty, huh? Who wins the most at what games? And uh, Watson has to be present for Dart Throwing. What happened there? How’s everyone’s poker faces? Who’s got the best luck in games of chance?

7: A love/hate relationship with height. I feel ya, Jackie. Very funny to imagine though, Jackie just, physically climbing up Ran. How tall even is this guy?? How do they deal with meaner teasing, not just from the gladiators, but from general bullies? Not everybody’s as friendly as some of the Pit fighters, after all. And how do the fishermen react with their fighting skills? Obviously, they must know how to fight somewhat, to have entered the Pit, but the gladiators do this for a living. How much is the difference in skill level? And does the gang ever get to show off just how skilled they are? 

8: Their home sounds very nice, honestly, I wished I could live there, minus the people. What’s everyone’s rooms look like? How have they personalized them? Which brings up another question-what kind of interests and hobbies do they have? What kind of things do they do that aren’t fighting and related to such? And they must be pretty well known, to have such high pay. Any of them have an arena title, or some sort of stage name? How many people can recognize the city’s top gladiators on sight? And how do they get around that, when they don’t want to be seen? How do people feel about them in general?

9: All these team ups sound terrifying, and I wouldn’t want to be facing them. How do they deal with it when they get a bad match up? Do they just stay out of each other’s way? Try to take their opponents out quick? Make it one on one? Ran and Jackie have to be my favorite team up, solely for the fact that you’ve said Ran straight up throws him. Like?? Imagine coming to the King’s Pit, a well known, popular place, hoping to prove yourself, and then getting taking out by a flying midget, just tossed at you by a ridiculously tall endermen hybrid. How would you feel?? 

10: Ranbob is just really going through the ringer here. How many times does he just drop stuff, or trip over his feet? Does he ever get better, or does he still retain a clumsy streak? If so, how does Ran react to that? It’s very good he and Cletus bond! Are they just as close as the others, or is there still a bit of distance? How often does Ranbob forget to eat or drink, or really just take a break? How long does it take to get him to start remembering to do that stuff again? 

Does he ever slip up while with the gladiators? Also, in a room? Do the fisherman expand their house more, or do they just leave them in the house? Does Ranbob ever get his own house up? If so, does he use it at all, or is it more for storage? And how many times did he fall asleep out there, get injured, or not realize it was about to rain? How long did it take before Benjamin or Charles put their foot down and make him stay in for a bit?

Has Ranbob ever even dealt with rain before, or a storm above water? If not, how’d he react to it? 

11: Oh, boy, Ran. Your concerns are understandable, but definitely going to lead to some angst. Is he just on edge the whole time? How many times does he just glare at them, or straight up steal one of his haunting back a few feet away from Ranbob’s? Are the fishermen ever worried he might hurt them?

12: How do both hybrids deal with their groups bonding? I imagine Ranbob’s pretty happy with it, but how about Ran? As you said, he doesn’t seem to be the biggest fan of these guys. 

13: Roadtrip! Gotta love a roadtrip! What kind of places do they head? Any transportation, or is it just walking, enjoying nature? Do they go on an adventure to look for something cool? What’re they getting up to?

14: So Ran and Ranbob both act on their instincts in different ways. How do they feel about seeing how the other acts? What happens if any of the fishermen stray too far, or get separated from Ranbob? Same question to Ran. Ran just...like...picks up members of his haunting? Do people just see him walk around with them dangling in his arms? He must be pretty strong. How often does he do this? How else do their instincts lead to them acting? Cuddle piles, picking up blocks, keeping their groups close together, ect?

15: So Subbin’s pretty much a safe space for hybrids? Interesting. But since the groups are heading out, does this mean they run into some trouble outside of the city? And is there ever trouble within it? 

Other questions: Does Karl play any further part in this, or has he already played his role for good? Does the gang ever end up back at Mizu? Do any of the group have a pet or something similar? With there be any sort of connection to other Tales, even if only slightly, or will they be solely focused on these two? Does Ranbob pick up his studies of Ranboo as best he can once he’s free, or does he leave it all behind entirely?

Thanks for the ask, this AU’s become quite interesting. I can’t wait to see where it goes!

[allforbtsu]

On eachother we rely- Chapter 2

Ot7 Werewolf x Werewolf Reader (eventually)

Summary: In a world where werewolves are known to exist and are being hunted down for science reasons, y/n has to regain her freedom after being captured. What she didn't know was that a new beginning was looming, new people entering in her life. Will she be able to find a new home in them? Has all she been through help her protect her new family?

Word Count: 3.1k

Warning: Mention of breeding and nothing else I think...

Chapter 1

The night passed in an instant, before she could even realise Hobi was tossing around on the bed waking her up. “I'm sorry, I got a cramp on my arm” She kindly stood up a little and let the werewolf take his arm under her head. “Sorry” She closed her arms and stretched. When y/n turned around she found Hobi already staring at her. “Good morning” He sang. “They are probably gonna bring the food in a little while, we slept quite a lot”. “I can't believe they just feed us once a day, and barely anything.” y/n got out of the bed. “Better than nothing” Answered Hobi. y/n scoffed. “Better than nothing” She mumbled. 

“I need to go to the bathroom” y/n cried. “Me too” Said Hobi getting out of bed as well and tidying it. “I also need a shower, I reek. Do they let us shower here?” “Only once a week. It gets pretty savage in there when the time to shower comes. There's only one place for that and they don't separate male from females, it's a mess. The alphas get super possessive over their mates and almost always an omega gets beat up. Those days are truly something”

“So we can get in contact with other people from here” y/n realised, her heart skipping a beat in excitement. “Yeah! Shower time and playtime are usually the only moments I get to speak to other werewolves and figure a way out. That's how I met up with jungkook actually. He's really nice, another beta. That was before he got taken away from the section I was in though, I think he got a match as well. We will probably meet up with him in the showers or in playtime.” 

Y/N sat on her bed. “Playtime?”.”Oh, yes. They usually want us to change into our wolf forms, so they let us go outside to a little backyard they have.”,  “Has no one tried to attack them and escape?” Hobi grimaced. “The last time that happened they were killed” y/n eyes shot wide open. “The only way to escape is during the night and with a great amount of luck” Hobi answered while he got closer to the glass door, already smelling the food. The same old lady gave them their little ration of food and left. Hobi turned around, the plate in his hand with the same steak from yesterday and two carrots to the sides. “Show me something more appealing than this, I'll wait.” y/n joked, making Hobi let out a little giggle. 

They sat on the floor and started eating. Without her realising Hobi put his hand on her knee and caressed it in affection, a timid smile on his lips. Y/N blushed, but let him pet her anyway. The cage was filled with comfortable silence, the two young people basking in having found each other. As they told one another stories about their childhood and family they couldn't help but share some laughs. Y/N couldn't believe someone could smile as wholeheartedly as Hobi, so while he threw his body forward laughing at one of her antics, she caressed the back of his neck, he did not respond, only sending a smile her way. Hobi's heart filled with warmth and swore to himself to protect her no matter what. They both had lost their families, but he was sure they had found something similar in each other, security, at the very least. 

The afternoon went smoothly, singing funny songs with Hobi and staring at the cage across, both girls already knowing her and sharing smiles. A few hours before nighttime, an alarm sounded once again. She looked over to Hobi in his bed. “It's shower time i guess.” He stood up. “Enjoy it, you will not have another one till next week.” “Do they also use this to study us?” She asked. “You bet. It's a complete mess in there. Keep close to me, ok? Don't stare at anyone.They could be an alpha or their mate and you are fucked” y/n gulped, but nodded either way. She went closer and stood up next to him on the door, waiting for the guards to handcuff them and take them to the bathrooms. “Will we meet that guy...mhm, jeon..?” “Yes, jungkook! He will be there. I want to know if he got a good cage partner, I hope so, he is a good guy.”

The guards came and took them along the corridor. “Don't grab him like that! He didn't do anything, slow down!” Hobi and y/n turned their heads to the left, where the cupid-like nose boy shouted to one of the guards who was holding the dumpling boy a little too roughly. “If he had behaved other times we wouldn't be in this position.” Answered the man holding him down. Hobi got himself closer to y/n as if trying to protect her and kept on going, both being pushed forward by the guards. Other werewolves being taken out of their cages as well. 

The bathroom looked like a long hall, with closed showers on each side, a long bench in the middle of the corridor going to the back of the room. “There's not enough showers for everyone” Said y/n seeing how person after person was entering the place, the room being unable to hold more than forty people. “Nope, that's why we have to be quick and…” “Move over” Said a guy cutting Hobi off and pushing both of them to the side.” Aish, see what did I tell you. Right from the start” Growled Hobi. They went to the back of the room, where less people were gathering around. Right behind them two young boys came in sight. “Hobi?” Said one of them, startling the already two distressed werewolves. “Jungkook-ah!” Shouted Hobi, coming closer and hugging the boy. “How are you? Such a long time. This is Taehyung” Jungkook nodded behind him, where a guy with a shy smile on his face hid. “Tete, this is Hobi. The friend I told you about.” Taehyung wave his way, making Hobi smile. “This is y/n, my cage partner” Both werewolves looked behind him, where y/n hid as well, the two guys blushing at the sight that it was a girl. Jungkook stared at Hobis eyes in disbelief. “Oh no, that means…” Hobi nodded. “We have to leave here as soon as possible then. I'm still healing from the fight, but…” Jungkook was cutted of by another guy pushing him, he reeked of alpha. y/n couldn't believe their luck. Hobi and Taehyung walked backwards, far away from Jungkook and the confronting alpha. Hobi grabbed y/n and led her to an empty shower, all the others being used and people waiting in line for them. 

The beta and alpha stared at each other for a few seconds, till Taehyung reached over and grabbed Jungkook's arm, prompting him to back down. He would not budge.”Ay, why is he so confrontational. Let it be jungkook-ah” Mumbled Hobi. “Hobi, I'm scared” He looked down at her and nodded. “Get in the shower, flower. No one will go in there, I will stay here” y/n watched the scene in front of her, where a very riled up alpha was about to beat jungkook up. “Not if you don't get in with me. You are gonna get in that mess. At least in there I can be sure you are safe” She told him. Hobi blushed, but nodded either way. They started stripping down inside the shower, before turning it on, so no one could watch them bare. “I won't look” Mumbled Hobi softly before she could take off her undergarments. She giggled. “I don't mind” He stared at her eyes and smiled. 

They both discarded the rest of their clothes and turned on the shower. The sound of a very distressed Taehyung scolding Jungkook dissipated as both werewolves took in the sight of each other. Y/N had never seen someone as pretty as Hobi before and neither did him. She blushed and looked down, she couldn't believe her sight, her stare coming right up. Hobi giggled. “It's ok, I don't mind” He joked, copying her, making her laugh and embrace him. They stood there under the hot faucet for a few minutes, holding onto one another. Hobi”s hand caressed her back, as she rubbed the back of his neck.  

After showering and putting on their clothes, they were separated once again, y/n being taken back to the ward and Hobi back to the cage. He caressed her hand in reassurance. Back to the room filled with doctors, y/n sat back down on one of the beds, waiting for her doctors, one guard next to her all the time. Next to her bed another girl rested in one of her own, her eyes puffy, she had been crying. Y/N stared at her, until Minji appeared in her sight. “Well, hello y/n. Give me a moment, I will be here with you shortly with Jaebong.” The woman said, sending her a cold smile that didn't reach her eyes, getting lost once again in the sea of beds and patients. 

“You already know what they want you for, right?” Asked in a hoarse voice the girl who was lying on the bed, causing y/n to turn her gaze on her once again. The guard next to her seem to tense up, ready to listen to the conversation. The girl's eyes seem full of sorrow, y/n had the feeling the girl understood her and wanted to tell her something. The girl looked over to the guard in nervousness, her stare falling back on y/n, who slightly nodded in reassurance. “They will take him away”. “What?” Asked y/n. “Silence!” Shouted the guard. “The baby, once you have it” The guard puffed out and closed a curtain separating both of them. Her voice no longer heard, her message had already reached its receiver. Y/N sighted, legs trembling once again. She hated this place with all her being. Would they truly take the child if she had one? Had they taken the girl's baby out of her grasp? That is surely why she looked so sad and told her this information. Before y/n thoughts traveled farther, Minji came back with Jaebong. “Hello y/n” Said the man. Both doctors were standing next to her. “The check up from yesterday came completely fine, you are a very healthy young lady indeed. Perfect for childbearing. Incredible news for the conditions you use to live out there in the wild.” The words made y/n cringe. “We have been observing your behavior, as you know, and we are completely happy to see you have responded well to your cage partner.”

The stare on the woman's eye made y/n believe she knew more than she should, her gaze falling back to the floor. Wanting to get out of there as fast as possible. The doctors talked with her about other medical stuff and let her go, they mostly wanted to check her menstruation cycles and heats. Information y/n didn't want to share, but was forced to, threatening her by saying they wouldn allow her and Hobi to eat till she decided to speak about it.

Back at the cage she broke down, not wanting to be in this place any longer. Begging Hobi to hold her and stay by her side. Before she knew it they were sleeping again and the day began once more. Hobi woke up excited, exclaiming today was playtime day. Y/N could not share the same excitement, the thoughts about yesterday coming back to her mind. “Hobi, today we have to speak to that jungkook guy. We need to get out of here, please.” He looked at her with a sad smile, hugging her. “Yes, we will speak to him, but we need to be carefull, It's not common for werewolves to exchange long conversations during playtime.” She nodded. Hobi couldn't stand seeing her so sad. “I will see your wolf for the first time! And you will see mine! Aren't you excited?” A smile broke into y/n face. “Yes, Hobi, Im happy for that”

After they had the food portion of the day, the time came when they were escorted to the big backyard the facility owned. You could see the woods through the electric fence, what brought y/n a sense of comfort, freedom. The green space was big, it looked like a little forest, with its own lake and trees, many little spaces to hide and talk. You were able to see the werewolves with their own partners and friends, no group bigger than three or four. You could see some wolves playing on the grass or chasing each other, biting their legs or caressing others. This brought joy to y/n's delicate heart. Bringing some hope for the future. 

“Are you ready to transform?” Asked Hobi with a smile. y/n nodded. Both of them walked behind some trees together and changed in front of each other, away from the praying eyes of the biologists. Hobis wolf was one of the most majestic things y/n had ever seen, with fur that looked more reddish than brownish and his bright eyes that looked at her in wonder. y/n wolf was white as snow, soft eyes staring at Hobi. “Your wolf is beautiful!” Said Hobi from their mind bond. “You can talk to me through the bond already?” Asked y/n in surprise. Hobi jumped up and down. “Of course, you are my pack, my family” y/n couldn't believe what she was hearing. She had never felt before what she felt for Hobi. y/n prayed she could feel like this forever, happy. 

She got closer and caressed her head against his neck, showing her love and appreciation. Hobi nuzzled back. “Come on, let's run and meet up with jungkook-ah” Both of them ran around the park, shoving each other to the side, almost always touching one another. Near the pond, y/n and Hobi could smell the two werewolves they encountered at the showers. Both of them were play fighting against one another, tumbling around on the glass. Hobi started to wag his tail in happiness, coming closer to them both. "I'm gonna talk with Jungkook through the bond, you probably won't be able to listen, don't worry, taehyung won't be able as well. I will tell you what we talked about later." Y/N nodded.

As both males talked, her gaze fell back once again on the forest. Her mind somewhere else. Suddenly she felt someone pushing her to the side, Taehyung, making Hobi growl at him to be carefull. The sweet wolf's ears went flat to his head, but as he realised y/n was wagging her tail, he started jumping, prompting her to play with him. Y/N went and bit softly on one of his ears, causing Taehyung to whimper and throw himself on the grass dramatically as she had bitten it off. This made her internally laugh as she threw herself on top of him, tumbling around on the floor. As y/n and Taehyung played around, Hobi and Jungkook couldn't help but look at them fontly. Even though none of them had mated to one another, they felt an extremely big connection to each other.

Once Hobi and Jungkook finished talking about the plans, they joined both werewolves to play. Jungkook had never been this close to a female before, and as y/n rubbed her head against his neck, he couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine. She did the same with Taehyung, leaving him petrified, saying goodbye to the wolves, as she and Hobi followed everyone else from their section back to the cages.

Back in their room, y/n felt exhausted, the day feeling way too long. Hobi and her got on their respective beds, that didn't last long. "Y/N?" "What?" Mumbled y/n half sleep, "Don't you want to know what we talked about?" "Yes" She opened her eyes, "In three weeks is gonna be the full moon, and as you probably guess shit gets crazy in here, so they usually reinforce security during that night. The good thing is, and what we are gonna take advantage of, is that the amount of security the day after is way less than any normal day, as they believe we are way too exhausted after the full moon, and also because they send the guards who made the night shift back home. We are acaping the night after the full moon. No other day of the month is better than that one, we have no other opportunity."

Y/N remained in silence, taking all the information in. "Is it okay with you?" Asked Hobi softly, starting to believe y/n was gonna back down, too scared to escape, but that was way beyond the truth. "Yes, Hobi, it's perfect. How did you all come up with this?", "Me and Jungkook have been in here for a while, we had the need to escape since the very beginning as well. So since we were in other section, that was way more secluded than this one, we began studying how this facility works and to work up a plan to get out of here."

"What was that section about? Why did they have you there?" There was a pause, "I think they had all the wolves best for breeding in there. I believe they collect them in there and then they distribute them along the females that arrive or the one that matches best in genes" y/n shivered, "This is truly a nightmare" Hobi turned around, as he was facing the ceiling, and stared at y/n, who was prompted already looking at him, "I know, but in three weeks, if we are lucky, we will be out of here", "And if we are not lucky, then what? What will happen to us?" Hobi stared at her eyes, "I don't know"

They stayed in silence, staring at each other in the dark. Y/N stood up and went over Hobi's bed, laying down, him scooting over so she could lay comfortably. Both of their faces were centimeters apart, and as Hobi exhaled in nervousness, y/n went closer and pecked his lips softly. A smile broke in the young boy's face, his eyes shining, as she copied him. He went closer once again and kissed her nose, her eyelids and then her mouth, "Don't worry about that now, ok? We have each other and we have hope, let's just hope for the best" 

[mother-snake]

Me: *looks at completed homework* *looks at Jessie* *looks at homework* Now that I have my freedom your heart is in danger once again. Be warned brave friend.

Also me: JANUS!! GET YOUR BLOND HEAD OUT HERE!!! I NEED YOU AGAIN!

faintly in the distance: noooooooo

~~~~~~~~

All the sides were wearing black.

They just got home from a very sad event that day, no one wanted to say the title out loud because they couldn't accept that he was gone. Rain hit the mindscape windows, similarly, tears were streaming down all of their faces.

After the event, all the sides went to their rooms. All except a certain dark blue side.

Logan was on the couch. Black suit being crumpled by the lax sitting position. In his shaking hands was held a letter. Everyone had at least one letter. Logan had the most with five letters. Each one had a number.

Logan grabbed the letter labeled #1

It was of medium size. White envelope contrasting with the red wax used to seal it. The only thing that marked that it was for him was the blue ink used to mark his name.

Trying not to tear the paper. Logan opened the letter and started to read.

Dear Logan,

I guess if you're reading this I'm gone. To that fact, I'm truly sorry. I wish I could be there. But this is for the best.

I suppose you know what happened to the dark side by now. If you don't well.... Its gone. Wrath, Apathy and Depression were just getting too powerful, it didn't matter how much I hid them away they still got to Thomas... and I can't have them destroying Thomas's life. I need to do my job, even if it kills me. I really did enjoy your company! I hope you know that.

Often times the only thing that could get me out of the bed in the morning was being able to see your face. Or being able to debate with you. Or seeing you talk about space for hours! God Logan, I could go on for hours about how you made my horrid life better. You were my best friend.

These letters are going to be written over a period of time. I don't think I have it in me to say goodbye to the 5 people who made my life tolerable all at once. I'm going to be writing one letter a day. Till tomorrow Logan?

~Deceit Sanders

Logan let out a steady breath. He refused to cry over the first letter. He debated over reading all of the letters at once but.... Janus said tomorrow... He'll read letter #2 the following day.

The next morning was just as somber. Logan sat on his bed and gripped the second letter.

This one was the same size, but the envelope was a light baby blue. The seal black. Logan opened it with just as much care as before.

Hello Logan

Another day, another migraine? I get it... Not the time for jokes. I just finished writing Roman's second letter. I always felt so bad for everything involving Roman.

I manipulated him, I told him lies, I compared him to his brother. Kinda makes me deserve this I have a feeling he might try something. Snake instincts. Watch him for me, please? You five need to be a family, I've witnessed what happens to sides to end up hating eachother. Its not pretty. You don't want that Logan.

I guess that is what makes me have to do this. If we only acted like a family I wouldn't have to do this. I wouldn't have to do a lot of things if the darks weren't pricks.

The stupid thing is that I know you would try to talk me out of this plan. And you're right. God you're always right. Why do you have to be right all the time? I wish I was right all the time. But its ok. I'll be the side who hides the truth.

Blessings and a curses, right?

I'll write to you again tomorrow Logan

~ Janus Deceit Sanders

Logan gulped in another breath. He could read that crossed out section... Janus was right. They have to be there for eachother.

Why don't they go watch Janus' favourite movies? That sounds like a fun way to remember someone. Logan got the others.

-time skip-

It was just passed midnight. Everyone else was asleep on the couch as Coraline played on the TV. Logan stared at the third letter. It was technically the next day.... Logan grabbed the letter.

This letters envelope was a burnt tan colour. Yellow wax acted as the seal.

My dear, Logan

I never wanted to be hugged so much then I do right now. I have to barricade my door to prevent Wrath from getting inside, he's always been a loud side.

I remember when I was nothing but a child -Virgil is ten years older then me. Did you know that? I forget that sometimes- I always had blond hair. I know that you and the other lights also have lighter coloured hair. Well anyway. Wrath hates my hair, says that I don't belong. I can also only do that little silencing trick when I'm on your side of the mind. And I can only automatically heal when on the light side too. Huh. I never released how long that list was. Maybe I'm just defective... That has to be it... Right?

I always looked up to you. You could tell people how it was and not cower when things go wrong. You truly are amazing Logan. You need to show the others that. I know that the others love and care for you. You need to accept that love logan! Please. Don't fall into a similar pit of despair I fell into so long ago. I never escaped that pit. Don't fall in it too.

I know how you like to cope Logan. You seek familiar things that remind you of that person. Thats why I did something for you. Under your bed is my all time favourite book, Good Omens, My favourite snacks and an USB with my playlist on it. I hope you love them as much as I did Logan. I'll write to you tomorrow.

~Janus Sanders

Janus wasn't lying when he found the little care package. Logan wasn't crying. Absolutely not! Patton was cooking with onions. Logan never released how much he loved chocolate covered pretzels and jazz until that moment.

The next day Logan didn't even bother to get dressed. He just grabbed the next letter. A soft pastel yellow with a blue seal. Logan tore it open, eger to read what the yellow side wrote next.

Dear Bluebell,

Kinda weird calling you that. But I guess I won't be alive long enough to see your negative reaction. Bluebells were always my favourite flower. Would it be rude to keep calling you bluebell? Well, I guess it's a little too late for that.

It just came to my attention that by this time tomorrow I'm going to be...Gone. I made the poison that would get rid of them. My venom is one of the only things that can kill a side. Would be a bit ironic dying from my own venom huh? Well, I might as well tell you my plan.

Do you remember that party you and the others snuck into? The masquerade? We're having another party tomorrow. And it was always my job to serve the wine. We can't have the others being suspicious to why I didn't drink my wine. They will be dead in less then ten minutes. My venom is painful. But it'll kill them. I'll kill them 10x over, I'm not looking forward to five minutes in where the venom shuts down your lungs.

Anyway, I'm a side known for plans right? Not always the best plans but it counts. I still remember debating with you as Patton. Maybe... Maybe I could sneak over today? Pathetic last wish, but I would love to have a hug and a movie. I'm going to head over to your side soon.

Bluebell Logan when I'm gone. I need you to do something for me. Don't let them forget me...Please. That is all I want. I don't want my body to be left inside of that empty house. I don't want to die next to the people I hate the most. All I ever wanted was to see you smile. I'll see you later today.

~Bumblebee

Logan was crying. That day... Janus asked for a hug and a movie.

He only gave Janus a hug after the look of heart break was too much for him to bear. Logan didn't wait to grab the next letter.

My Beloved Bluebell

Today is the day, I never thought I would admit this but... I'm scared. Do you think that there is Heaven and Hell for sides? If there is I guess I'm going to hell. Suicide is a sin. Not like anything else I've done deserves heaven.

I don't have very long for this letter. 30 minutes. I have 30 minutes till my heart stops. God I'm terrified. This is the last letter I'm writing Logan. I finished writing Virgil's letters yesterday. All thats left is your letter. And holy fuck I'm scared.

I have to do this, I overheard Wrath making a plan to overthrow the mind. I can't let that happen. I would fail at my only job. It doesn't matter if I'm scared or not, I need to do my job. Thomas would suffer if I didn't.

20 minuites, I have ten minutes till the party. My hand is shaking. Can you tell from my writing? I hope you can still read this. If you can't the letter is pointless.

Logan, I know that this is never something you would reciprocate but...

I love you. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. I wanted to take you to the moon for a honeymoon and take you dancing among the stars. I wanted to be the tired husband that has to deal with your legionds of roommates. Logan I love you so god damn much I can't put it into words. I know you could never love me though. Its ok.

Take care of yourself for me please. Don't let your beautiful family fall apart. Don't let the despair of my death cause one of yours. Don't let one of the others blame themselves. This is no ones fault but mine.

I love you

~Janus Sanders

Logan dropped the letter and let out the most agonizing scream that could ever come out of his mouth. He cried. He cried and cried and cried. He cried until no more sound came out and his eyes burned.

He didn't notice when the other four came into the room and held him close.

All Logan did was trace the words on the page.

"I love you too, my bumblebee."

The sides could only feel the hole in their heart grow bigger.

~~~~~

I made myself sad again. I CAN'T EVEN CRY! MY PARENTS ARE IN THE ROOM! Curse my own brain ;-;

Here it is!

[toku-explained]

The Swordswoman of Darkness

Trigger: Deban discusses Trigger and GUTS-Select, Ginga, Victory and UPG, X and Xio, Taiga and EGIS and Z and STORAGE.

Galaxy Rescue Force: Ribut has been using the combat trainer, fighting simulations of numerous kaiju. Queen Izana explains that they have data on kaiju from other universes, but at this point for both the Galaxy Rescue Force and the Land of Light dimensional travel is very energy intensive. The possibility of encountering yourself, like in the Darklops Zero special, is mentioned, but that most universes diverge much longer ago. Queen Izana tells Ribut to train more.

Saber: Sophia, wielding Kurayami, joins the Swordsmen, becoming Caliber to help cut a path through Storious' army. Storious is watching this via Grimoire, which then makes Legeiel and Zooous appear to him. With Caliber and Saikou holding the army, the Swordsmen encounter the first Lord of Wise, which Kenzan and Slash battle. Zooous and Legeiel beg Storious to explain how they all became monsters, Storious explains that they lost themselves to power, while he is how he always was, he closes the vision and tells Luna, appearing there, that he knows how the world will end just as she does. Sophia, struggling, is supported by Hayato and Kamijo's spirits. Mei is at Fantastic Bookstore Kamiyama, apprehensive, when she finds the manuscript for Eternal Story. Blades and Buster challenge the next Lord of Wise. Storious claims that everything in the world comes from the book, nothing was truly born of human ingenuity, so he wants the end at least to be of his devising. Durandal and Sabela challenge the next Lord of Wise as Storious explains he intends the final chapter to be 'A Saviour's End', as each Lordcp of Wise overpowers their opponent, the final one battles Espada and Saber. Luna claims Touma can create stories outside of her power, but Storious forces her away. Saikou and Caliber destroy the army, but Sophia is fading fast and sends Yuri ahead. Kenzan and Slash throw everything at their foe, Kenzan using Desast's book on Kyomu to deliver a bridal finisher, burning out the last of the book, Daishinji sends Ren ahead, not revealing how injured he really is. Saber and Espada are overpowered by their opponent, Luna is in pain, and Mei reads the manuscript. Blades Tategami Hyoujuu Senki and Buster attack, as Ren runs by Ogami sends Rintaro after, swearing not to die before Sora graduates. The Shindais swear to protect eachother. Mei is brought to tears by the realisation of how the world will be saved. Ren reaches Touma and Kento, telling Touma to go ahead as Kenzan and Espada fight together. Mei suddenly has Wonder Story glow again and finds the passed out Luna, as those still fighting struggle, Blades rushes, Yuri stumbles towards the injured Daishinji, as Touma rushes toward his opponent.

Zenkaiger: Tougyuu World turns people into fighting bulls, which target colours of his choosing. Stacey is watching the battle, and reflecting on agreeing with Ijirude he needs to beat Barashitara, but he seems conflicted. Kaito tries to call Zenkaiju Gear but it doesn't show, Gaon fears he scared it away from home. Zyuran accuses Gaon of mistreating Zenkaiju Gear because it's a machine, and the team splits up. Kaito returns to Colourful to find Stacey, while Zyuran runs into the Goldtsuikars, the boys go looking for Tougyuu World while Flint tells Zyuran that Zenkaiju Fear doesn't have a sophisticated enough AI to be upset by Gaon, leading Zyuran to wonder if he went too far. Meanwhile, Gaon sees some kids play and when a Kikainoid trips and he doesn't immediately run over to check on him, realises that Zyuran is right. Secchan is staring Stacey down when Yatsude appears, he asks about Secchan and she tells him about Isao and Mitsuko, Kaito sits outside. When Tougyuu World appears, Vroon and Magine are first on the scene, Kaito rushes off, Stacey tells Yatsude it might be his last time there, she gives him a voucher and tells him to come anytime. Zyuran and Zox arrive at the battle, Tougyuu World turns the Kikainoids there into his bulls to target Zox. Twokaiser uses Gingaman, channeling Kuro Kishi's skill with bovine, but then is overpowered as is Zenkaiser trying to battle Tougyuu World. Determined not to let anyone get hurt, Gaon goads Tougyuu World, drawing the bull's attentions, allowing Zenkaiju Gear to be summoned this time, escaping the net it was caught in, and Zox and Kaito finish things. Gaon apologises for his behaviour, while pretty badly beaten, but Zyuran also apologise. Dai Tougyuu Workd waits for them to finish before arriving. Zenkaijuoh battles, but the heat makes it a struggle, and they form Zenkaiju Drill to properly stop them. Stacey arrives, declaring he will defeat Zenkaiser, becoming Stacaesar and summoning Battle Caesar Robo II, and starts overpowering Zenkaijuoh.

Yodonna: Yodonna waits in the queue to be judged by Hörn and his servant Mose on whether they will be sent to Yodon Heaven or have their soul destroyed. Datula, a scientist right before her, has developed an item to return to life by stealing it from a living person, and is destroyed. Hörn starts lecturing her on the 4 primary emotions when she gets fed up, steals the device, and uses Mose's spear to return to earth as a spirit. An illicit deal between 2 gangs goes south, the Kuchinawa Gang killing the buyers, all recorded by Rookie detective Kakihara Shousuke. At home he runs into his younger sister Mizuki, accidentally switching phones, she thinks he's a slacker, he gets briefly serious about the danger he could be in but she doesn't get it. Mizuki meets Juru and, to her annoyance, Tametomo. Yodonna approaches, aiming to steal Juru's life, but when Mizuki realises the phone switch she gets in the way. Yodonna meets Mizuki in her mental world, as the device is one use only and Mizuki dying during that time will kill her, she decides to play nice for the 6 hour process. Shousuke explains to his boss, Enoshima, the Kuchinawa organ theft operation, and discovers he switched phones. Mizuki is targeted by Kuchinawa members, in order to keep her alive for her own sake, Yodonna manipulates Mizuki's body to fight them off. Mizuki actually enjoyed the fight, but is put off by Yodonns's forced laughter. The boss of Kuchinawa has to send his top enforcer next. Mizuki finds the video of the organ operation, run out of Maid Cafe Haikyo, and decides to go in undercover to save her brother, telling Yodonna she'll count on her help, and Yodona realises she's feeling something she doesn't recognise. Mizuki recognises 2 maids and follows to the operation room, but is caught by the enforcer from earlier, the manager Zuo requesting the phone, then deciding to take her organs when she refuses. Yodonna decides to help, kissing Mizuki to take direct control. She beats the goons, then the maids surgeons and finally Zuo and his maids. Nishimura Yanako, the Kuchinawa lead bodyguard appears with her shoe blade, and is a proper match for Yodonna. Mizuki starts doing the Kiramager ED dance when Yodonna recommends exercise, forcing Yodonna to do so and be unpredictable to Yanako and defeat her. Yodonna is winded, and surprised by Mizuki being concerned for her, genuinely smiling and experiencing Joy. Enoshima turns up, but after Mizuki reveals she has the phone hidden reveals he's on the Kuchinawa payroll, telling her to bring the phone in exchange for a captive Shousuke, and leaves with Yanako, leaving Mizuki Sad, as Yodonna observes.

[castielstiddies]

Okay so I'm balling over this goddamn song and destiel and I need to let you all know why so here it is: An Analysis of the Lyrics and Why They Fit Destiel Perfectly.

I just want to point out that Andrew Rannells (Whizzer) and Christian Borle (Marvin) perform this perfectly and I love them.

This is a very long post so be warned before you press that button.

It's important to have context so we can connect these two pairings together properly and bring more meaning out of this song like it deserves. So the main part of the synopsis says:

"Marvin, after Whizzer’s death, reflects on their relationship and how loving Whizzer has changed his life. Whizzer’s spirit come back, dressed as he was in the first scene, both commenting on how they changed each others lives and on the future they were robbed of."

Now let me just change some words here and we'll see how we all feel:

"Dean, after Cas’s death, reflects on their relationship and how loving Cas has changed his life. Cas’s spirit come back, dressed in his trenchcoat, both commenting on how they changed each others lives and on the future they were robbed of."

Are you crying yet? Don't worry we haven't even seen the lyrics yet.

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"[MARVIN]" Now I'd like to start off by saying that Marvin has been with both men and women and he's struggled with his own internalized homophobia and has found it difficult to openly love Whizzer throughout the show. The parallels are clear between Marvin and Dean.

"What would I do If I had not met you?" You can think of this two ways. One - What would Dean have done if Cas had not met him in Hell and saved him? Still getting tortured or more likely torturing others, an experience that he hated and wished to never live through again. The second (and I think better) way to think of this line is, when Dean met Cas on earth. How meeting Cas changed his life forever, opening him up to a whole new world of having someone who thought that he deserved to be saved and who gave up an entire army for him. Who proved his love and loyalty to him time and time again. So what would Dean have done if he had never met Cas on Earth? What if Cas never reached out to him after saving Dean from Hell? A little bit later in this verse Marvin sings...

"There are no answers"

...in regards to this question. Because there really are no answers to what would Dean have done without Cas because we simply can't imagine it. The same goes for Dean. Cas has changed his life so much that it's impossible to imagine what his life would be like without Cas.

"Who would I blame my life on?" When Christian Borle delivers this line on stage it's said with a small, sad laugh. Similar to how Dean uses humour to hide his feelings, Marvin does too.

"Once I was told That all men get what they deserve Who the hell then threw this curve?" Despite everything Cas has done wrong, Dean and all of us know that Cas did not get what he deserved when the Empty took him. We believe he deserved to be happy with Dean and Dean thinks so too.

"There are no answers But who would I be If you had not been my friend?" The word 'friend' here is what really ties it to Dean for me because they were friends first, they helped eachother through thick and thin before love started to seep in as well. Sure there was attraction from the beginning but it's about the fact that Dean's only shown to have one true, close best friend, and that's Cas.

"You're the only one One out of a thousand others Only one my child would allow" Alright so this line I did struggle to link to destiel, I was thinking about Jack and Claire but they're Cas's children. But what if we think of the 'child' as Sam. Dean raised Sam so it's easy to see him as his 'child' and it's important to Dean that Sam accepts the people that he's friends with. This is even more important with Cas because Dean may want to have a relationship with him in the future and also Cas lives in the bunker... with them. Dean definitaly needs Sam's permission if he wants Cas to live in their home. It's clear that Cas and Sam are the people Dean cares about the most and to have Sam 'allow' Cas to stay in their home and share their space is something that's really important to Dean.

"When I'm having fun You're the one I wanna talk to" Cue every gif of Dean smiling while hanging out with Cas or talking to Cas over the phone.

"Where have you been?" Where has Cas been for all of Dean's life? He completes Dean, builds up his self-confidence and assures him that he is wanted, needed and important. Just where has Cas been for all of Dean's life?

"Where are you now? So on this note there's a beautiful key change into the next part and it just makes it so much more profound. (Also Dean has no gosh darn clue where Cas is, who tf is the Empty?)

"Who would I be If I had not loved you?" This moment is fucking beautiful. It's Dean finally speaking his truth and telling Cas, wherever he is, that he loved him. He loved Cas and that changed him for the better, made him into the person he is today.

"How would I know what love is?" Dean has never been told so openly and honestly by anyone about how he is important, he's worthwhile and that he deserves to live a happy and full life, no one has done that besides Cas. No one has shown their loyalty and love to him in the most blatant and profound ways possible, giving up an entire army, rebelling against their own family, sticking by his side no matter what. Staying. How would Dean know what true love is without Cas constantly showing him what love means and what it feels like be loved fully and truly. Of course Dean has experienced love before, he's been in at least 2 other relationships (that I can think of off of the top of my head) but he's never felt love like the way he does with Cas.

"God only knows, too soon I'll remember your faults Meanwhile, though, it's tears and schmaltz" Of course as Dean relives memories of Cas, he'll be reminded of all of his faults, all of the things he did wrong even when he thought that what he was doing was right (Leviathians, Lucifer). But for now, Dean will breakdown and cry and grieve but most of all he'll remember Cas and how much he loved him.

"[WHIZZER]" Alright so Whizzer is a character who has never been shy about his sexuality, about how much he likes being with men. Similar to Cas who simply doesn't understand why people hide who they're attracted to until Dean came along and taught him differently.

"All your life you've wanted men" I like to think that this line applies to both Cas and Dean and I'll explore that with the next two lines.

"And when you got it up to have them Who knew it could end your life?" This is getting a bit meta now. When Dean was so very close to finally speaking his truth on screen, he died. (And in some versions he does speak his truth but that's another story). There was no reason for Dean to die in the finale, who knew that when he finally shared that he loved another man he would be killed for no reason two episodes later.

This line can also be in reference to Cas's experience. When Cas was finally able to tell Dean that he loved him, when he finally gained to courage to not only share his feelings but also to have his happiness ripped away from him, he died. Dean and Cas both knew what was going to happen when Cas said those words. It wasn't a surprise, yet it still felt like one.

"[MARVIN] I left my kid and left my wife" This is the moment when I could not stop crying and thinking about destiel when listening to this song. Dean left Lisa and (totally not) his son in season 5.

"To be with you" Of course it's a little bit of a stretch to say that Dean left Lisa and Ben solely for Cas (expecially since I think Dean realised his love for Cas in Season 7-8 so the timeline wouldn't make sense for me) but I like to think of this line from the perspective of Dean grieving Cas and looking back on how Cas changed his life. Of course he would remember that he left Lisa and Ben in order to be with Cas because that was 10 years ago and the memory is now muddled with grief, time and his now unwavering love for Cas. "To be insulted by such handsome men" This line just reminds me of the scene in the car when Cas and Dean are arguing (you know what I'm on about)

"[WHIZZER] Do you regret—?" Cas is asking Dean, do you regret loving me? Do you regret letting me into your life? Do you regret our friendship? It's beautiful to think that Cas feels vulnerable in this moment, he thinks that Dean regrets letting him into his life.

"[MARVIN] I'd do it again I'd like to believe that I'd do it again And again and again..." Now Dean's the one to build Cas back up, to assure him that he does not regret a thing. He's building up Cas's confidence and supporting him just like Cas has been doing for Dean.

"And What more can I say? [WHIZZER] What more can I say?" They're both lost for words, what do they say now? They know that they love eachother and they know that they won't be able to be together because of Cas's deal. What do you say in that situation?

"[MARVIN] How am I to face tomorrow?" Dean still has to continue living, without Cas. In 15x19 he's drowning himself in beer as he grieves the loss of Cas. How can he face tomorrow after Cas has confessed his love for him and then died in a matter of minutes? How can he face tomorrow knowing that saying that he loves Dean, that by having Dean know that someone loves him, is the happiest moment Cas has ever felt?

"[BOTH] After being screwed out of today" Haha screw...

"Tell me what's in store" They're still looking to eachother for guidance and support despite the distance between them.

"[MARVIN] Yes, I'd beg or steal or borrow" Dean's turning to things that he can control in order to deal with his grief. Despite the finale ending I think it's widely accepted in the Destiel fandom that Dean would work night and day until he got Cas back from the empty.

"If I could hold you for One hour more [WHIZZER] One hour more [MARVIN] One hour more [WHIZZER] One hour more [BOTH] One hour, one hour more" Now that they know that they both love eachother, that they could have had everything they wanted if they just told one another. They're begging all of the higher powers that there are that they could enjoy what could have been for one hour. Simply relishing in the fact that they are happy and in love and that they are both wanted.

"[MARVIN] What would I do [WHIZZER] What would I do [MARVIN] If I had not seen you? [WHIZZER] If I had not seen you? [BOTH] Who would I feast my eyes on?" Once again I'm just thinking about the idea of that 'one hour more' and how they would constantly compliment one another and freely look at each other without shame or embarrassment and to just allow themselves to have everything that they wanted.

"Once I was told That good men get better with age [MARVIN] We're just gonna skip that stage" This can be seen two ways, one is that Cas simply cannot age and Dean is once again using humour to hide his grief. Or my favourite version which is that Dean never got to grow old with Cas, (I strongly believe that Cas would allow his vessel to grow old with Dean). Dean wanted to live a normal life, he wanted to get a job and stop hunting but most of all he wanted to grow old with Cas.

If you watch the live version of this song here: https://youtu.be/ZscL4LOLP7Y

You'll hear how Christian Borle's voice cracks when delivering this line. The rest of the lyrics are repeats of lines that I've already covered.

And I'm done boys. Thank you for sticking with this very very long post but I needed to get this out somewhere.

I highly recommend watching Falsettos for yourself if you want to get a better insight into how Marvin/Whizzer and Destiel compare or if you just like the look of it.

[soft-pentagon]

If you and the owners of all the other big pentagon blogs would have a sword battle to the death, who would win? Who would lose? Who do you reckon is secretly a good swordsman?

Okay so this is a really fun ask but since it's not my place to decide on who are the "other big ptg blogs" I'll just do it with some of my mutuals! I hope it's okay~ I GOT WAY TOO INTO THIS ASHSJSNSM IT’S REALLY EXTRA AND DRAMATIC

It's the year 18XX, we're fighting for survival, only death or life ahead. There's many powerful uni legends that are going to confront eachother but only the strongest will remain. The prize you ask? Jo jinho's blessing, Jo Jinho's approval, he the glorious will name the winner as the official, the only and THE BEST swordman in existence.

The competitors are @kihno (E) @pentangels (Milda) @antihongseok-network (Escher) @yeosprout (summer) @soft-pentagon (me) @yeocxlt (Sumi) @astarwithhismoon (Andrew) @chiveburger (Candice) @wooseoks (cat) @airportver (aleks) @incorrect-pentagon (Dani) @hongshoes (Mel)

And then IT BEGGINS!

1) It starts of with Sumi VS Andrew. A tragic destiny 😔 siblings fighting... Couldn't have been pared in a worse way,, but it's life! Sumi dies because she's really clumsy.... Actually it wasn't andrew who killed her... She stumbled, hit her head and BAAM GONE!!! we couldn't even appreciate her sword skills 😔😔😔 anyways ANDREW WINNER OF THE FIRST ROUND!

2) Cat VS Aleks. A tough fight I'd say.... They'd probably rather be drinking tea then fighting so they aren't doing it that enthusiastically.... aleks eventually stabs cat because she wanted to be done with it fast, she has more stuff to do, no mercy 😔. ALEKS WINNER OF THE SECOND ROUND.

3) Me VS Mel. A fight between lovers, well at least one sided 😔. I was in love with Mel but she didn't knew, plus she was on a relationship with the wicked fool hongseok,,, she the, oH SO POWERFUL Mel, showed how skillful with the sword she was, she stabbed me multiple times. As I was lying on the floor, blood coming out non stop, tears of bitter unsaid feelings, I looked her and the eyes and I said: "Hong ain't shit". As I close my eyes and let my last breath poetry was made. MEL THE WINNER OF THE THIRD ROUND.

4) Escher VS Milda. Two big candidates, both skilled on their art. But Escher has a weakness 😔 shinwon is watching, shinwon who escher hates (read as "loves"), shinwon who she wants to prove wrong. Previously the competition they bet, Escher she'd win whoever she'd confront EXCEPT Milda, she was too powerful, a brave soul. Shinwon joked and bet Escher would win even against milda. They started to argue, it wouldn't stop... And so we back to the present day, the competition day: Escher who always knew she couldn't win the talented milda, perished. She might have lost the competition BUT she won the bet with shinwon, she looked at shinwon and she whispered: "Told you so dumb bitch." MILDA WINNER OF THE FORTH ROUND.

5) E VS Dani: An unusual situation these two found themselves into. Dani was the royal fool, the funniest bitch in the kingdom, E was the most beautiful and charming lady you, a mere peasant, would ever put your eyes into. How and why were they fighting for life you ask? Well the oh glorious god who's writting this decided so. Anyways,, Dani dropkicks E, she falls, Dani feels bad and helps E get back on her feet, E, beautiful BUT ALSO sneaky as a fox, dropkicks back, Dani falls with her head and dies. As previously has happened to her cousin Sumi,,, being a fool runs in the family. E WINS THE FIFTH ROUND.

6) Summer VS Candice. Finally, the clash of titans. Friends to rivals. Candice, a poet who used to write the most enduring essays about ptg, wasn't experienced on how to use a sword even, but she was there because she wanted to slap summer at least once. I'm not sure why, maybe she got tired of all of her kinks publicity shown on twitt*r, or whatever that was at that time, the only certainty was the slap had to be delivered. And it was indeed delivered but summer got sad so she killed Candice. Fast and efficient. SUMMER WINS THE FIFTH ROUND.

As the first wave of the competition was done only 6 candidates were remaining. We are jumping right into it because the story is getting long.

7) Andrew VS Aleks. Andrew was a kid.... Aleks, a weakling at the heart, could never hurt a kid.... Andrew also could never hurt another person..... How could this keep going then? Aleks eventually gave the first and final stroke 😔 Andrew had to go, aleks is a busy person. ALEKS WINNER OF THE SEVENTH ROUND.

8) Mel VS Milda. Two of the strongest in town, no one could compare. They fought. Blood, sweat and tears were spilled, no one wanted to lose, it lasted one hour but eventually 😔 milda delivered the final blow. Mel, on her dying moments looked up to the sky, peaceful. She felt her heart get warm and she said "now that I'm dying maybe Hong really ain't shit". And I think that's beautiful. MILDA WINNER OF THE EIGHTH ROUND.

9) E VS Summer. Tragic fate once again.... They were long lost childhood friends. A truly TRAGIC destiny of having to meet in these conditions 😔😔😔 E a beautiful lady with sadly no knowledge in the sword art died by summer hands. Summer again was sad. SUMMER WINNER OF THE NINTH ROUND.

As we enter the final round, 3 candidates will fight for life and for Jo jinho's blessings. Who will be the so called master of the sword?

10) Aleks VS Milda VS Summer. The best of the best. Aleks is so tired of it she's DONE so she somehow manages run away and goes take care of her own business. Milda and summer remain. A battle written in the stars I'd say. Both aquas, both skilled, both unstoppable. They fight all night long, no rest, no water, no food, only blood. Eventually summer can't do it anymore, she's EXHAUSTED, she's no longer sad, she let all her stress go, she's in a peaceful state of mind for once. Milda thinks "it's my opportunity", she runs towards summer and she delivers the finally strike..... SIKE...... They end up killing jinho because WHO decided!!!! HE!??! COULD declared who the best swordman is?? Tf??? In this economy???? Milda helps summer get up and that's, that's how the kingdom of aquas starts.

THE END

[cristinablackthornkingson]

What Might Have Been, Part 3.

Check out part 1 here and part 2 here

It is a warm Spring day in March, year of The Chinchilla, 17 years after the Midmerican Scythedom were rocked by the loss of their High Blade Scythe Robert Goddard, when the woman formerly known as Scythe Ayn Rand, is faced with the conversation she has dreaded for the past 17 years.

Just last week Olivia Kwon and Tyger Salazar’s son Alexander, turned 17.

 That day was also 16 years since Olivia and Tyger tried to make things work with eachother, they dated on and off throughout Alex’s early childhood, and though there was and is no doubt that they truly love eachother, after what Olivia did to Tyger, while she was Scythe Rand, he will never be truly able to trust her again, and as such would never be able to be in a long term relationship with her. 

Despite this, they remained friends and were and are always a team when it comes to Alex and his upbringing, which is the best he could’ve possibly asked for, though now as he is getting older he’s finding his mother to be too protective and a little suffocating, he knows she means well and he loves her with all his heart, but he’s almost an adult now, he feels like he needs some space. 

Olivia knows this, she can see much of herself at that age, in Alex (Though thankfully he doesn’t so far seem to have her temper and angry disposition.) and on this warm Spring day, she decides it’s time to give Alex the truth of his early life and how he came to be. 

Standing in the doorway to his bedroom, watching him absorbed in a drawing he’s been working on for the last few days, Olivia almost wants to forget about this conversation and let Alex continue to live in blissful ignorance, let him innocently believe that he was conceived like any other child, that he was wanted because a child is a gift to many people, not because the man who was technically his father, wanted to use him as a weapon.

But she knows she can’t, Alex deserves to know the truth about everything and he’s old enough now to understand and comprehend it all. Olivia just hopes he doesn’t hate her.

Pushing aside her fears as she has learned to do over the last 17 years, Olivia knocks lightly on Alex’s door. 

Alex looks up from his drawing, his dark brown hair falling into his eyes, his face lighting up with a smile when he sees his mother. 

“Hi mom!” Alex says in a bright tone, setting his pencil down and pushing his hair back. Olivia’s heart aches with how much she loves him, and she wishes she could turn back time just for an hour or two, to when Alex was a baby and it was just the two of them against the world, for the first month of his life. 

“Hi, what are you working on?” Olivia asks, nodding at his sketchpad. Alex’s eyes light up as they always do when someone asks him about his art. 

“A piece of the portfolio I gotta submit to colleges, I’m almost done my whole portfolio!” Alex proudly tells her, holding his head high. He’s had a big interest in art since he was old enough to hold a pencil, he recently made the choice to go to an art school and get his degree in art and art history, then maybe he could be a teacher himself, or he could be hired by someone famous like a Scythe, to do a portrait for them. 

“It looks really good.” Olivia tells him with a smile. “Listen, Alex, now that you’re 17 I need to talk to you about some things, about your early life and why... why we’re so secluded and why I came here from MideMerica, to raise you.” 

“Oh... um... okay.” Alex shrugs, having always wondered about his mom’s life before him, and he’s been curious as to why she has hardly any friends and dreads parent-teacher meetings as his school, it’ll be good to get some answers. 

With a sigh, Olivia sits on the edge of Alex’s bed, while he stays where he is in the chair at his desk. 

“Okay, so this is a pretty long story and you’ll find out I did some pretty awful things before I had you, just bare with me until the end then you can ask any questions you want, and no matter what you feel about me or your dad, or anything about this situation, it’s okay, alright?” Olivia asks, looking her son dead in the eye, having always made sure he knows he has a right to feel his emotions and express them, and he should never push them down like she did at his age. 

“Okay.” 

“To start off with, I’m going to tell you something pretty shocking, something that only your dad knows and no one else in our lives knows.

I haven’t always gone by Olivia Kwon, from the time I was 17 until I was 25, I was known as Honorable Scythe Ayn Rand. 

I apprenticed with Honorable Scythe Robert Goddard, when I was your age and was his Junior Scythe for 8 years, his right-hand woman. 

I know you know about him, you learned about him at school, about me too though you didn’t know at the time that I use to be Scythe Rand. So you know we were both pretty awful people, and I hate to say it now, but for those 8 years I had a major crush on Goddard, I thought I was totally and utterly in love with him.

You know how he was killed the first time... and how he was revived, but one thing about that that you don’t know is... that the ‘donor’ body I selected... was actually your dad, because he was close to Rowan Damisch, the boy who killed Goddard the first time, and almost killed me. I... I chose him so I could and would hurt Rowan, and get back at him. 

Thing is though, I fell in love with your dad during the time I was training him, I really loved him, not in the way I thought I loved Goddard. 

As you know about 18 years ago, Goddard was elected High Blade of Midmerica, the first new High Blade after the 9th Commandment was lifted for Scythes and we were allowed to get married and have kids. He was also the first High Blade who would pass the title down to his child, when the time came. 

So shortly after he was elected he started looking for surrogates so he could have a child, an heir. When I found out about this and he told me he was struggling to find the right candidate I... I offered to be his surrogate. He laughed it off at first but I conceived him, told him that I was the ideal candidate, we shared the same values and beliefs and we could make a strong child together. So... we did.

With lots of help from doctors to make our chances as high as possible, we did one round of artificial insemination, and 2 weeks later I found out I was pregnant... with you.

At first I was indifferent to the pregnancy, Goddard was thrilled of course, he was going to have his heir. 

I didn’t start feeling anything about the pregnancy until I was four months, and saw you clearly for the first time at an ultrasound, I could see your hands and feet and see you moving around inside me, and I got to hear your heartbeat. That’s when I started forming a bond with you and becoming attached to you.  I tried so hard not to, tried to remind myself I wasn’t your mom just doing Goddard a favor. 

But then... then I felt you kick for the first time and you responded to my voice, and I just felt this huge rush of love for you that was so beyond intense, I couldn’t believe it, but again I tried to push those feelings away, not because I didn’t love you but because I did love you and I knew it would hurt like hell to hand you over to Goddard, if I bonded with you. 

I couldn’t stop myself though, how could I when we were together 24/7, I felt your every move and shift of position, you heard everything I heard, ate everything I ate, went everywhere I went, it was impossible not to bond with you.

Throughout my pregnancy Goddard was always raging on about what a prodigy you would be and how you would be the best Scythe in the world, and would carry on and uphold his legacy. 

It was when I was 8 months pregnant that I had enough. Goddard took me to a mass gleaning at a Tonist Cloister, as a way of saying thank you, for carrying his child for the past 8 months. Looking back now I of course know how obscene and evil that sounds, but back then I thought nothing of it. 

During that mass gleaning Goddard started spouting his usual crap about how his reign would never end, and that you would carry on his beliefs and values, uphold the New Order and would show no mercy to The Tonists either. 

And then... then I just snapped and before I could even fully comprehend it, I had my knife in his heart and he was dead again.

I told the Tonists to tell everyone that unsavories had killed Goddard and burned his body, and I threatened to glean them if they didn’t. 

After that I got straight into a public car intent on getting as far away from MidMerica as I could, I was thinking of leaving the Mericas altogether, but then I had this awful pain in my stomach and then my waters broke. The stress of the day put me into labor.

The rest you know, I had you in MidMerica, and the moment I held you and saw you I knew I couldn’t be Scythe Rand anymore, that I had to get you away from The Scythedom and those who would expect you to be just like Goddard.

So I changed my name back to my birth name, cut my hair, put on street clothes and with just you, and my robes and ring in a bag, I left for Texas where I would be off-grid, and I had your dad revived.

Like I said, the rest you know.” 

Unsurprisingly there is a tense silence in the room for a few minutes, before Alex finally speaks up. 

“I... I’m glad you’re not Scythe Rand anymore.” He quietly says, surprising his mother who expected him to rage and yell and tell her he hates her, etc. 

“Me too kid, me too.” She says, reaching out to squeeze his hand lovingly. 

“so... you really did a total 180... because of me?” Alex asks in an unsure tone, hardly able to believe that he had such a great impact on someone. Olivia nods. 

“I did, I wanted to give you your best chance at life and I knew to do that, I would either have to change my ways or place you for adoption, and there was no way I was letting you go, so I chose the other option and changed, I destroyed my ring when you were a month old and the last person I ever gleaned was Goddard.” Olivia explains. 

“So... does this mean Goddard is my biological dad?” Alex questions, tilting his head to the side. Olivia shakes her head. 

“No, it was your dad’s body, with Goddard’s head. Your dad’s name is on your Birth Certificate and he is your biological father, but if Goddard were alive today he would probably have legal rights to you.” Olivia sighs, grateful that she doesn’t have to worry about Goddard showing up and taking Alex from her. 

“Mom, can.... can we go to Midmerica for a while? So I can see where you’re from and where I was born and suppose to grow up, please?” Alex hopefully asks, looking at his mother with big and imploring brown eyes. 

Olivia is hesitant, she doesn’t want to be recognized by anyone in Midmerica, it’s why she never want back after Alex was born. However after a minute of thinking, she decides she can’t deny Alex this very simple request.

“Yeah, yeah of course we can.”

So a few days later the two of them board a train and head for MideMerica, completely unaware of the destiny they are about to face.

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Meanwhile in Midmerica, 16 year old Sophie Faraday-Curie accompanies her mother to the local museum in Fulcrum City, so Sophie can gather some information for a history project for school, and so her mother can gather some information she needs for a meeting with the other High Blades of the other regions of the Mericas. 

Sophie usually hates going out in public, because of all the attention she gets. As the first child born to two Scythes Sophie is pretty famous and despite her parents best effort to keep her out of the spotlight and give her an ordinary childhood and life, she is still recognized practically everywhere she goes, which results in a lot of staring and whispering from the people around her.

However when Sophie is with her mom or dad, people tend to stare less, they know how protective High Blade Curie and Honorable Scythe Faraday are of their daughter, and have no doubt either of them would not hesitate to glean anyone who upset or bothered their daughter, so it’s easier for Sophie to be out and about when she has one of her parents with her.

What bugs her the most is that technically she’s not actually the first child born to two Scythes, Honorable Scythe Rand had been due to give birth to Honorable Scythe Goddard’s child two months before Sophie was born, but after Goddard was killed by unsavories, a heavily pregnant Rand disappeared and no one has seen her or the baby she was carrying, in 17 years.

But non of that is really at the fore-front of Sophie’s mind right now, she is totally taken in by her surroundings the minute she and her mother step into the museum, there’s so much to learn and see and though Sophie has visited here often, there is always something new.

As she looks around her while walking toward the section she needs to go to, Sophie is not paying attention to where she is going and soon feels herself collide with something, or rather someone. They both immediately crash to the ground, Sophie cursing herself for being so clumsy and not looking where she’s going, while the other person yells in surprise. 

“Oh I’m so sorry! I’m such an idiot, not looking where I was going!” Sophie apologizes, pushing herself off the floor and holding her hand out to help the person she collided with, a young boy around her age with messy dark brown hair, light brown skin and wide and inquisitive brown eyes.

“No it’s okay I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going either.” The boy says, grabbing Sophie’s hand letting her haul him to his feet.

Before either of them can say anything else, Marie comes up behind Sophie holding a leaflet and smiling softly.

“Soph I just found some physical copies of the statement your dad and I put out to the world when you were born, it’s not very long but it’s got some photos of you as a baby that I thought you’d like to see.” Marie says in a soft, reminiscent tone, brushing her daughter’s hair out of her eyes, remembering writing this article with Michael like it was yesterday. It had taken them almost a week to write just two paragraphs because Sophie was so fussy and wouldn’t let them put her down for more than five minutes at a time.

Before Sophie can reply, a tall willowy woman with dark hair and pan-Asian leanings comes up behind the boy Sophie just collided with. She puts a hand on the boy’s shoulder and smiles at him, and is clearly about to say something to him, but before she can, Marie speaks up.

“Rand? Scythe Ayn Rand?” Marie gasps in disbelief, staring at the woman in front of her. She looks different from the last time Marie saw her, her long dark hair is now cut short to just above her shoulders, the black is streaked through with some gray and she clearly looks older, but she is still instantly recognizable. 

Olivia/Rand immediately pales and is about to put up a fight and tell Marie that she’s mistaken, but then she realizes she made a silent promise to both herself and Alex that there would be no more lying and no more keeping secrets. 

“Wait, are you High Blade Curie? High Blade of here, of Midmerica?” the boy asks in a tone of excitement. Marie smiles at his excitement. 

“Yes dear, I am." she softly says. She then turns her gaze to Rand/Olivia, her smile faltering. “I think we better have a conversation, Miss Rand. Sophie you stay here, don’t go anywhere.” 

“You too Alex, don’t wander off you don’t know the place and might get lost.” Olivia warns her son, before reluctantly following Marie to a quiet section of the museum. 

The two teenagers look at eachother in confusion, not quiet sure what to say or what just happened. 

“So... what’s going on?” Sophie asks a few seconds later. Alex shrugs. 

“Beats me. Was that your mom, the High Blade?” Alex asks curiously. Sophie nods. 

“Yeah, was the other lady your mom?” Sophie asks. 

“Yep, though her name’s not actually Ayn Rand, it’s Olivia Kwon.” Alex tells her. 

“My mom’s not actually called Marie Curie either, well she has been for the last 200 odd years, but her birth name’s Susan, Susan Goldie. I’m Sophie by the way, Sophie Faraday-Curie.” Sophie explains, sticking her hand out for Alex to shake. He grins and grabs her hand. 

“I’m Alexander, Alexander Kwon, but you can call me Alex.” They shake hands. 

“Nice to meet you Alex.” Sophie grins. 

“Likewise. Hey, so your dad’s super famous too right? What’s his name again, Fara something?” Alex asks, racking his brain for the name of the High Blade’s husband. 

“Faraday, Scythe Michael Faraday. Yeah he’s pretty famous too, my whole family is. My Aunt- well she’s not technically my aunt, it’s honorary but you know what I mean- she’s Scythe Anastasia, and my other honorary aunt, my Aunt Munira, she used to work with my dad when he was trying to find the founding Scythe’s fail safe plan, when Goddard became High Blade.” Sophie hurriedly tells Alex, always eager to talk about her odd yet interesting family. 

“And you’re pretty famous yourself, must be cool.” Alex grins. Sophie shrugs, shoving her hands in her pockets. 

“It’s okay I guess, it gets annoying when I go out in public and everyone recognizes me and stares at me in the streets and stuff, I don’t even know how they recognize me when I’m not with my parents, those baby pictures mom and dad put out when I was born, they’re the only pictures of me that have ever been published, and I never went to public appearances with mom or anything, and during Conclave, when I was younger I would stay with my Aunt Munira all day.” Sophie’s tone turns from sullen and irritated to bright and joyful in just a matter of seconds, despite the annoying fame and always being recognized, Sophie has had a perfectly happy childhood. 

Alex nods understandingly. 

“Hey I know our moms told us not to go anywhere but do you want to go grab a coffee or something in the café in the lobby and then come back here?” Alex asks, finding himself wanting to talk to Sophie more, be around her more. Sophie’s face lights up. 

“Sure! Hey, wanna bet? I bet you I’ll get recognized at least 3 times on the way to and from the café, and in the café. If I do, you pay for the coffees, if I don’t, I pay.” Sophie suggests, giving Alex a sly smile and looking around to make sure her mom isn’t in hearing distance. 

Alex laughs, liking Sophie more and more by the minute. 

“You’re on!”

While Sophie and Alex are talking and sneaking off to the café, Olivia is facing her worst nightmare, standing here in front of High Blade Curie having been recognized right away, with Alex off on his own with some random girl. Olivia is glad that Alex just came out to her as gay, otherwise she would worry that Curie’s daughter would break his heart. 

“I think you’ve got some explaining to do.” Marie tells Olivia, her tone firm and not much different to the one she uses with Sophie when she knows she’s been up to something she shouldn’t have been. 

“I knew I should never have left Texas.” Olivia sighs. “Look Marie, it’s a long story. The short of it is that when I was pregnant with Alex I started bonding with him and loving him, I didn’t expect to but I did_” Before she can finish, Marie cuts her off. 

“Of course you loved and bonded with him, he is your child, a child you were going to just hand over to Goddard and let him turn him into a monster!” She berates, which grates on Olivia’s nerves. It takes everything she has not to snap at Marie, she knows nothing about her situation or why she agreed to be Goddard’s surrogate in the first place.

“Oh don’t act all high and mighty like you’ve never made mistakes! I thought I was in love with Goddard, I just wanted him to love me back and I thought by having his kid I could do that, I never gave much thought to how he would raise Alex, not at first anyway. 

Throughout my pregnancy though I did start to realize what a stupid and selfish decision I had made, by the time I was 8 months along I knew I couldn’t just hand Alex over to Goddard, so you know what I did, Marie? I gleaned the bastard and I told the Tonists to spread that lie about him being killed by unsavories.

 I gleaned him and used his body to revive Tyger, the man I gleaned a year prior to bring Goddard back. But before I did that I gave birth to my son, alone and frightened, you had your husband with you when you gave birth, I had no one and for the first month of his life it was just me and Alex, and the minute I held him after he was born I knew I had to change, had to get away and give him the best upbringing I could, so I cut my hair, stopped wearing my robes, took nothing but one old pair or robes so nobody could trace me using them, my ring, my son and I left for Texas.

And it was the best thing I have ever done, I turned my whole life around for Alex and I gave him a fucking amazing upbringing, he’s an absolutely amazing kid and I am so proud of him and so goddamn honored to his mom.

So there, Marie, there’s your explanation.”  

Despite Olivia’s angry rant, Marie remains totally calm and levelheaded, as always. 

“That is all well and good Ayn, but a Scythe cannot just up and abandon their position.” She calmly says. 

“Well what was I suppose to do Marie, huh? I was 8 months pregnant with the future High Blade of Midmerica, I had just killed the current High Blade of Midmerica and I was totally alone in the world.” Olivia’s tone is turning tight and she is doing her best to hold back tears. 

“You could have come to me and explained your situation, I would have helped you.” Marie softly says. 

“No because I didn’t want Alex involved in the Scythedom as he grew up, I wanted him to have a peaceful and normal childhood, I didn’t want any of Goddard’s followers to try and influence him or tell him about the bastard who was at the time, his father. 

You have to understand, you’re a mother too, don’t act like if you were in my situation, you wouldn’t have done the same for you daughter.” At the mention of Sophie, Marie’s face and demeanor soften. 

“You’re right, I would do anything for my Sophie, if I had to go off grid to give her the best life and to protect her, I would.

I won’t tell anyone you were here or that you’re living in Texas, and I won’t tell anyone about your son either, I promise.” Marie tells her, unable to stay angry at her because she knows how she feels, she would do anything to give Sophie her best shot at life, luckily, though Marie’s pregnancy was a surprise it was a very welcome one, and she Michael were in a good position to have a baby and raise Sophie, but not everyone is so fortunate. 

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Over the next couple of weeks Sophie and Alex remain in touch via social media and often hang out together, soon growing very close and become the very best of friends. 

One day, a month after meeting for the first time, Alex insists on taking Sophie for lunch to celebrate her birthday, and Sophie is thrilled to spend the day with him. After lunch they just ramble around town, and end up sitting on the steps to the library, enjoying the good weather and each other’s company. 

“So what do you wanna do after school? What job do you want to do?” Alex asks Sophie, leaning back on his elbows and tilting his head backward to look up at his friend who is sitting on the step just behind him, where there’s more shade, since she is not a fan of the heat. Sophie sighs. 

“The whole world expects me to be a Scythe, I am the heir to the MidMeircan Scythedom. I’ll be expected to drop out of school soon and start my apprenticeship, neither of my parents are by law allowed to be my mentor, but my Aunt Anastasia said she’ll take me on, she was mentored by both my parents at one point, so there’ll be elements of mom and dad’s training in there. 

But... the thing is Al, I don’t think I want to be a Scythe, I’ve learned a lot about the Sycthedom and how it works and I know the best Scythes are the ones who never wanted the position in the first place, but I know I’m never going to morally be able to be a Scythe. 

He doesn’t know it but sometimes I see my dad come back from a gleaning and he just... he breaks down crying, and my mom sits there with him and holds his hand and assures him he’s a good person and she loves him, and I don’t look down on dad for that, not one bit, but the thing is he’s always able to remind himself that he is doing a necessary task and doing it in the kindest way possible. But I don’t think I could ever do that, I’m not like my mom or dad in that way, I... I’m too empathetic and I could never know a moment’s peace as a Scythe.” By the end of her explanation Sophie has tears in her eyes and her throat is closing up, this always happens when she thinks about her future. 

“Oh Soph, it’s okay.” Alex soothingly says, pushing himself up one step so he’s beside Sophie and pulling her in for a hug. “Can’t you tell your mom and dad all this? They seem like really nice people, I’m sure they’ll understand.” Sophie sniffs and lays her head on Alex’s shoulder. 

“I could, and they would understand, I know they won’t be angry or anything, they’ve never raised their voices at me in all my life, they’re awesome parents. But... I’m scared they’ll be disappointed and I’m scared of how the public and the rest of the Scythedom will react, I’m suppose to be the first person to ever inherit the title of High Blade, if I step down from that people are probably going to be really really pissed off with me, no one can glean me obviously, I automatically have immunity as the kid of two Scythes, but still... I don’t want to be called to Endura and have to face the Grandslayers or something.” She tells him in a wobbly tone.

“Hey if anyone tries to mess with you they’ll have me to deal with, you’re my best friend Soph, I got your back no matter what happens.” Alex firmly tells her, pulling back from the hug so he can look her in the eye. Sophie smiles through her tears and squeezes Alex’s hand. 

“Thanks Al, I love you.” 

“I love you too.”

“So.” Sophie begins, wiping her tears away. “What do you want to do after you leave school?” 

“Well up until now I always thought I’d be an artist, I’ve always planned on going to art school and I still do, but I... I kind of want to learn more about The Scythedom and my past, in detail, not just what mom can tell me.

 But... I’m scared that my interest in the Scythedom means I’m fucking evil like Goddard, he loved gleaning, he was a serial killer not a Scythe. I know there’s no biological connection between him and me, but.... I mean he was around mom practically all the time when she was pregnant. She said that he would talk to me when she was pregnant, but instead of telling me stories like normal dads would, he would talk about what a great Scythe and ruler I’d be someday and how I would make him so proud and uphold his legacy and other crazy shit. 

What if... what if that impacted little fetus me, and affected my subconscious and now I am going to be the crazy evil dictator he wanted me to be?” Now Alex has tears in his eyes too. 

“Oh Lex, no there’s no way you’re like Goddard. You’re the sweetest, kindest and most wonderful person I’ve ever met, you used your savings to buy me a really nice birthday present when you’ve only known me a month, you took me out for lunch for my birthday, and you always listen when I need to talk. And I know you value life and care about others, unlike Goddard. Alex you literally won’t even harm a fly, the other day you cried because we saw a little kid get upset because they fell and scrapped their knee. 

You could never be like Goddard, Alex, never.” By this stage Sophie has taken Alex’s face in her hands to make him laugh, but also to make him listen to her and not get distracted. She wants him to know all this, and realize what an absolutely amazing person he is.

Alex laughs through his tears and playfully slaps Sophie’s hands away. 

“Get off me you goof.” He laughs, wiping at his tears. Sophie grins and lightly shoves his shoulder. 

“You love me really.” 

“Yeah, yeah I do.”

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The next day, after thinking about her conversation with Alex, all night, Sophie comes to a decision and asks her parents to talk, so she can tell them about it.

 “You’re going to hate me for asking this but I need peace of mind before we get into this conversation so I have to ask, are you going to tell us you’re pregnant?” Michael asks Sophie, after they sit down, knowing this will embarrass her but needing to know.

Sophie wrinkles her nose up. 

“No dad! I’m asexual, remember?” Sophie says in an exasperated and embarrassed tone. She had come out to her parents just last week and they were extremely supportive, and acted like it was no big deal at all, for which Sophie is very grateful.

Michael holds his hands up in mock surrender. 

“Just checking, I’m too young to be a grandpa!” Sophie gives him a ‘Are you kidding me?’ look. 

“Dad you’re like 300.” She laughs. 

“230 something actually, do I look old enough to be 300?” He asks, raising his eyebrows and making Sophie roll her eyes, no one else would believe that the legendary Honorable Scythe Faraday is such a dad and makes stupid jokes and comments to mess with his daughter.

“Yeah I can see why Aunt Munira told me not to listen to your jokes.” Sophie replies. “Anyway, can I tell you what I wanted to now?” 

“Of course dear, go ahead.” Marie encourages her. Sophie takes a deep breath. 

“Okay, so... you know how we were talking about me training to be a Scythe, the other day, with Aunt Anastasia, and how I got all those offers from other Scythes, offering to train me?” Sophie begins. Both her parents nod. “Well I’ve been thinking about it ever since, and I talked about it with Alex and.... I don’t want to be a Scythe, I know the best Scythes are always the ones who never wanted to do it in the first place, but I won’t be able to live with myself if I become a Scythe, I won’t be able to deal with it like you guys and Aunt Anastasia. 

I would never be able to sleep at night if I gleaned someone, couldn’t look at myself in the mirror. My life would a misery if I did. 

So... that’s it, I don’t want to be a Scythe and I don’t want to be High Blade.” 

Before Sophie can even take a breath after finishing her explanation, her mother is by her side and pulling her into a tight embrace, kissing her forehead while her dad puts his arm around her shoulders and kisses the top of her head. 

“We love you and support you no matter what.” Marie firmly says, cupping Sophie’s face in her hands. 

“You never have to do anything you don’t want to Soph, never.” Michael tells her in a loving but firm tone, squeezing her arm reassuringly. Sophie can’t stop the tears from welling up and running down her cheeks. 

“Oh my love what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” Marie softly asks in a concerned tone, wiping at her daughter’s tears. 

“Because I’m scared.” Sophie says in a tight voice, feeling as though she’s 10 years old again and just woke up from a bad dream.

“Of what, did something happen, did someone hurt you?” Michael asks, his tone also full of concern and worry for his baby girl. 

“No, I’m scared the Scythedom and the public are gonna hate me for not becoming a Scythe and inheriting the title of High Blade like I’m suppose to. All my life I’ve known that the public and The Scythedom have this huge expectation of me to become High Blade, to become an amazing Scythe like you guys, but I can’t do that and now I’m scared everyone’s going to hate me, or that the Grandslayers are going to call me to Endura and punish me somehow.” Sophie sobs, the tears falling rapidly now.

“Oh my baby.” Marie swears she can feel her own heart breaking, as she pulls her daughter in for another hug. 

“Sophie we will never, ever let anything happen to you. Nowhere in the rules does it say that you have to become a Scythe and take over from your mom when she steps down as High Blade, that rule means that if you choose to become a Scythe, you will automatically inherit your mother’s position, but if you choose not to become a Scythe then another election will be held and someone else will be elected. 

The Grandslayers cannot and will not punish you, and if anyone tries to hurt you or say anything nasty to you because of this decision, then they’ll have your mother and I to deal with. We are not going to let anyone hurt you or force you to do something you don’t want to. 

This is entirely your choice and we support you all the way, we love you so much Sophie, and we will do absolutely anything to protect you.” 

Her father’s kind and reassuring words just make Sophie sob even harder and bury her face in his shoulder, when he puts his arm around her in an embrace. 

“I love you so much.” Sophie quietly says. Michael kisses the top of her head and rubs her back soothingly. 

“I love you too Sophie, more than anything in this world. You and your mother are the very best things to ever happen to me.” 

“Here.” Marie softly says, holding a tissue out to Sophie, as she lifts her face from her dad’s shoulder and leans her head against his chest. “Have a good cry if you want to sweetheart, don’t bottle it up.” Sophie nods and wipes at her eyes. 

“Thanks mom, I love you.” She sniffles. Marie smiles and kisses her cheek. 

“I love you too my sweet girl.”

After about another half hour, Sophie calms down but has totally drained herself from crying so much, so decides to go rest in her room for a while. Once upstairs she texts Alex almost immediately and tells him what just happened and how her parents are going to help her make an official statement to the Grandslayers that she will not be training as a Scythe and will not be accepting her inheritance of position of High Blade of Midmerica.

“Glad your parents were supportive, I knew they would be, you’re gonna be awesome at whatever job you pick, I know it.

I told mom my news too, about wanting to stay here in Midmerica for longer, and learn more about the inner workings of the Scythedom and the life I could’ve ended up with, had mom not gleaned Goddard and gone off grid with me. She was conflicted at first, she doesn’t trust the Scythedom and is afraid Goddard’s supporters will try to influence me but I reminded her that I’m old enough to not be so easily swayed, and I’ve got lots of good examples of Scythes too. So she agreed. I dunno exactly how I’m gonna learn more about the inner workings of the Scythedom, but I’ll figure something out.” 

After reading Alex’s text, Sophie is struct with an idea, one that she frankly finds ingenious. 

“I have an idea, a really good one. Come round to my house tomorrow at around 11.” Sophie replies. Then remembering she hasn’t told Alex her plan, she excitedly sends him a voice note, detailing her idea, and spends the next five minutes staring at her phone waiting for Alex to text back. 

“Sounds like a plan, see you tomorrow.” 

The next day it has just gone 11 A.M. and Michael and Marie are just back from grocery shopping, when Sophie appears in the kitchen doorway, grinning proudly to herself and looking like she’s up to something. 

“What did you do?” Michael asks in a suspicious tone, looking around for any sign of something amiss. 

“Nothing, can’t I just come say hi to my parents?” Sophie asks, still grinning ear to ear. 

“You can but you’re usually not this enthusiastic at this time of the day, if you didn’t do anything, you want a big favor don’t you?” Michael asks, knowing his daughter perfectly. 

“Maaayybbee.” Sophie admits. 

“If the favor is letting you skip school tomorrow the answer is no.” Marie tells her. Sophie rolls her eyes. 

“I asked once, once! Let it go mom!” She protests. 

“What is it then?” Michael asks, still suspicious of what Sophie is up to. Her smile brightens and she turns around and reaches out into the living room, before two seconds later pulling Alexander Kwon into the kitchen with her. Marie and Michael aren’t surprised to see him in their house, he’s Sophie’s best friend and comes around all the time, but what they don’t understand is what he’s got to do with Sophie wanting a favor. 

“Okay now I’m confused, what has Alex got to do with this?” Marie asks, wondering just what the hell her daughter is up to. 

“I have a proposal.” Sophie tells them, earning odd looks from both her parents. 

“Okay.... which is?” Michael asks. 

“Alex really wants to learn more about the inner workings of the Scythedom, he’s interested in how it all works and what it would have been like for him if things didn’t turn out the way they did. .

So I was thinking that maybe you guys could teach Alex everything there is to know about The Scythedom, like you taught me? It could be like an apprenticeship except he won’t go to Conclave and there’s no chance of him being ordained at the end of it all, oh and obviously no physical training or tests or anything. 

So what do you say?” Sophie explains, now having wrapped her arms around Alex’s waist, leaning against his chest, hugging him tightly.

Marie and Michael share a look. They can clearly see how much Sophie adores Alex, and they can’t deny she’s been so much happier since she met him and they became best friends, it’s so good for her to have someone who wants to be her friend and likes her just for her, and not her fame and status. 

It’s clear Alex is like the brother Sophie always wanted and asked for but never had. Marie and Michael do feel a bit guilty about not giving her a sibling, they would have loved to have another baby and even discussed it when Sophie was 1, but decided that ultimately they were far too busy and their family felt absolutely perfect with just the 3 of them.

Marie is the first to speak. 

“You really know how to argue your case Sophie, there’s no way I can say no.” Sophie and Alex’s faces both light up. 

“Thank you so much, Your Excellency, I promise I’ll be the best student you could ask for!” Alex exclaims. 

“Marie’s right, you’re a hell of a speaker Sophie, just like your mom. If it’s alright with your mother, Alex, then we’d be happy to teach you.” Michael calmly says. Sophie and Alex share an excited look and share a quick high-five. 

“Thank you, your Honor, thank you so much I swear you won’t regret this!” Alex promises. 

“Come on, lets go make sure it’s okay with your mom.” Sophie says. tugging at Alex’s hand. He nods, but turns to Marie and Michael before he goes. 

“Thank you again, so very much, it’s going to be an honor to learn from you both.” He says, then tentatively holds his hand out for one of them to shake. 

“Oh don’t be so formal Alex.” Marie says, lightly swatting his hand away and pulling him in for a hug instead. “Call me Marie.” She insists. Alex smiles and nods, a little shocked at what just happened. 

He then turns to Michael, and goes to hold his hand out for him to shake, thinking he may be a little more formal. Michael just laughs and shakes his head before also pulling Alex into an embrace. 

“Welcome to the family, son.”

Special thanks to @i-love-side-characters for allowing me to use their idea of Sophie and Alex becoming best friends! I had so much fun writing about their friendship! 

[greetings-humans]

So a friend of mine thought of this huge headcannon(bnha) and since she doesn’t have tumblr she let me upload it.

Here it is. (2/3)

He was basically the heir of a legacy he didn't know he was apart of 5 minutes ago.

So the rest of the night passed like that and when Shigaraki went to try again the next, he was caught off guard. Izuku, since he didn't see an other way to get out of his situation, asked to be untied all calmly like that. 

Him talking at all, to Shigaraki seemed like he would finally listen and maybe compromise.So he got one of the other members to untie him. When Izuku talked again he made his points clear. That he doesn't agree with their actions or (at least most of) their views and that he won't be joining them, until they have convinced him that he should. So he basically asked to observe how they work and what they do in general. They just looked at eachother like "that was...quick??? Aiight lol" and ended up agreeing. 

So now they basically have an observer, looking at whatever they do n stuff, but at points it feels more like a supervisor piercing through their souls. Sometimes he'll do the thing where he mouths or murmurs his mental notes, creeping tf out whatever person is next to him because damn he does take in consideration everything huh? 

So yeah some days pass and by that point, our boy is already wearing black (hoodie and pants) to fit in the "theme", but also go out when the rest do. 

 (I also had the idea of him and them meeting up with some other villains in an alleyway, god knows what hour during the night. All that because they wanted to see AFO's son up close and maybe get to talk to him. Of course they're all like "so you're a villain now, right?" But he goes "nah, I'm just outnumbered right now you know. Not wise to start a fight with mister handman over there" so yeah lol)

So yeah they just kinda get closer together? But Midoriya is also looking out for a chance to ditch them at all times because he situation is truly something else. He basically got more in touch with traits that he never knew he had, or he he never thought of using them that way. But in all of that you would still have the old fanboy Izuku getting excited when someone of them talked more in depth about their quirk and stuff like that, like pure innocence as if he's not talking to actual criminals and murderers.

So let's say a week or two have passed from his disappearance. That's when Overhaul makes his appearance, kills big sis magne and all that. But like, Midoriya is there as well. Let's say that that was the first bad guy he saw that he immediately wanted to beat up, no questions asked. Because he just seemed off from the get go. So yeah he just stayrd at the back, the Yakuza noticed him staring from the shadows right before leaving. After they left he got up to help patch up mr. Compresses arm. After Shigaraki went and talked to him in his house and came back with the news, he suggested a deal to Midoriya, after telling him about Eri and seeing his concern and immediate look of "I want to help". Now from here we take two routes.

1)

The deal was this: he goes with Toga and Twice as a "prisoner" (he was technically that at the start) because Chisaki expressed an interest in him and his blood/dna/powers. So he would have to endure that until he finds the perfect chance to save the girl and beat Overhaul to the ground. From there he could join back the heroes, think if he'll join the league or not and give them an answer. Midoriya agreed, because "I've broken bones and bones to save someone, I can take the challenge if it means that I'll be able to save her" 

 The all know that sounded pretty heroic for someone among villains, but they all saw that gleam in his eyes. Contained power that needs an excuse to be let out.

Everything continued as planned. They arrived at the underground facility, first thing that they did to Midoriya was get blood samples from him. First ones but surely not the last. Chains and all that weren't really mandatory but it seemed that he was too intimidating for their liking, so they ended up supervising him at all times when he was outside of his room. He caught a glimpse of Eri as he was returning go his room and she was exiting hers.

Let's say all hell broke loose for a tiny moment because he wanted to get to her, but Overhaul stepped in to put everything back in its place. Izuku ended up having to stop himself, he didn't want him hurting her for something he was about to do. They didn't want to obliterate his quirk completely so they settled for blocking it using that substance every couple hours or so. After a day or two they decided to let him in Eri's room, because she was really shaky and it seemed like she hadn't been eating as much.

Immediately after the door closed he relaxed and gave her a small kind smile. It felt weird to him smiling like that after all the time he spent with the villains, but it felt good and familiar as well. His clothes were similar to hers, same with the bandages, so it didn't take long before he grabbed on to him and wouldn't let go. When her caretaker opens the door announcing that he has to go Izuku tackles him to the ground and tells Eri to run away. 

 She does and she ends up bumping on, who would've guessed, Mirio Togata who was on patrol at that point. His encounter with her and Overhaul would roll along with the anime/manga, with the only difference that Eri isn't letting him go even tho he insists and Chisaki makes a small comment about "a friend waiting for her to come back and it would be a shame if she didn't make it in time to see him". She runs off to his side and they walk away. 

 Later on that meeting Kirishima, Uraraka and Tsuyu were on along with the other pro heroes and the big three, they mention it again and they speculate wether that friend would be Midoriya, who somehow ended up there. Nighteye confirmed that when he used his quirk on that guy at the toy store. He saw Midoriya next to Eri when the guy opened the door to her room. Midoriya looked more beaten up than usual, but hey at least they confirmed that he was alive.

So the day of the rescue I had two ideas of what could happen, but the final fight remains the same as the anime/manga. 

 He could either be with Overhaul and Eri, or be stuck in a cell. 

In both cases he would have to wait for the thing blocking his quirk to fade away and then jump in the fight. 

 If the first happened, when Mirio caught up on them he would obviously want to help him out but you know, since he can't use any powers he would probably be knocked to the side. Then, and because we love a good timing, when Mirio's quirk got wiped out and Nighteye almost died then and there, he managed to activate his quirk and jump into battle. 

 If the second happened, he would yell from his room as the heroes passed by outside. He probably recognised their voices. His room was away from everything else, further in the facility, but was closer to the entrance/exit. Because of that he was chained to the bone while in there, after the day he took down Eri's caretaker to give her a chance at escaping.The heroes broke down the door and after as small shock, Kirishima went in and broke Midoriya's chains. They helped him stand on his feet and he thanked them. 

Most heroes and especially Aizawa said that he had to go back outside and stay safe, because they couldn't afford to lose him. Izuku countered their point by saying that they couldn't afford to send someone back with him; they had to continue or else they wouldn't rescue anyone. He told them that he can't use his quirk for now, but he knew the place good enough to know where Overhaul was going. He was leaning on the wall since his feet had gone a bit numb, but he refused to go anywhere else but forward. 

At some point he just picked up his pace, adrenaline kicking in. They ran straight to a wall that he was sure it wasn't there before. After they figured that Overhaul put the wall up to block them, he just became furious. Stumbling he took some steps forward and feeling his quirk coming back to him, he sprinted to the wall and brought it down along eith Kirishima who followed him right behind. His foot came out bruised cause he didn't have anything to protect it but he really didn't care. The heroes were shocked and a bit horrified that this kid had zero sense of self preservation. 

 Later on when he and Aizawa got separated from the rest and  stumbled upon a stabbed Rock Lock and a disguised Toga. After they found her out she attacked Aizawa and well, stabbed him. Midoriya yelled at her that "pls stop he's my teacher!!1!". She ignored that and, much to the pro hero's surprise, asked him if he was finally gonna kill Chisaki, smiling and all that. He said no, but he did feel like beating him up for what he did to Eri. After Mimic's rage and apprehension, him Nighteye and Aizawa went to find Mirio who by then had completely lost his quirk. By now Izuku's feet were bruised and bleeding and from here on it plays out the same way as in the anime/manga, till Chisaki's final defeat. (2/3)

[kylo-im-ren]

The Rise of the Fallen One & Reylo (excerpt)

Rey is not alone in the Dark!Rey scene.

This was first pointed out to me through this tweet from brehaorganas. Then @sillyrabbit36 did a lovely job of recoloring the footage to show it in greater detail in this post.

I went ahead and made some GIFs for visual aid.

In this shot (BOW DOWN TO YOUR QUEEN) it looks like there could be movement, or a figure before the screen pans over to Dark!Rey. That could also very well just be the way that the light and shadows move in the view of the camera.  The real evidence is in the following shot. The money shot.

(My ability to breathe? I don’t know her.)

I zoomed in for a better look, and I tried my best to brighten it without ruining the quality too much (fuzzy image below= proof I’m not a professional lol).

I’ve labled what I think it is that we are seeing. To me, in the bottom right it looks like dark/black clothing, maybe a cloak, or cape. Or maybe just dark pants. In the top right it looks like either a hand in dark, long sleeves, or a chin in a high turtleneck.  I’m leaning more towards it being a hand.

Now, let’s look at the movement of this mystery figure. It appears that whomever (or whatever) is there is backing away from Rey. And if we go with the hand theory, it looks like they are backing away with their hands up defensively. Below I’ve created an extremeley detailed and intricate artist rendition of what I believe happens here. I warn you, the artistic talent I posess has brought some to tears.

(As I was writing the final draft of this bit i came across this post by the amazing, ever talented @gwendy85 . The position of Ben and Rey in her art is so close to what I’m picturing! And a million times better than my stick people lol. Just wanted to give some quick promo to her. If you haven’t already, you guys should really check out her art and meta posts, you won’t be disappointed😊💜.)

So, who is this? Well, there are a few options. Let’s play one of my favorite games: The Process of Elimination.

Option 1: Palpatine Just the simple fact that the figure seems to be backing away from her tells me that it isn’t the Sheev man. If Rey does go dark, and this is real, and not a vision, I’m 99.9% sure that Palps will have something to do with it. So why would he be backing away from her? If anything, he’d be the one encouraging her. 

Option 2: Finn (my sweet boy) This is a more logical option, however, John is reported saying that he wasn’t there when Daisy wore her Dark!Rey fit. He said he was supposed to be there, but that was just for a visit, meaning his character was not invoved in the shooting of those scenes (I looked for the link for like 20 minutes and decided I’d rather get this out and edit the post later when I eventually find it.) Plus, the hand (or chin) doesn’t look like it’s been blessed with that melanin (teehee), so I’m thinking it’s pretty safe to assume not Finn. And without Finn being there, I don’t think any other resistance squad memeber would make sense. So I’m striking out Poe, Rose, or Jannah as options.

Option 3: Rey  Let me explain.This would fall in line with the theory that Dark!Rey is a vision that Rey has. (I go into further details about how this could go, and the pontential parallel between it and Lukes vision quest on Dagobah in the full meta.) This could be the moment where she is forced to literally face her inner demons. If this were the case though, the costume choice that makes the most sense, canonically and visually, would be for normal Rey to be in her normal clothes. Her pure white, flowing robes are a stark contrast to the dark figure we see backing away. 

“Maybe that’s just the shadows, it’s a dark room.”

That’s true. But if we go with the turtleneck or long sleeve idea, those are complete opposites to Rey’s v-neck and short sleeves. This makes me think that the mystery person is not Rey.

Option 4: An innocent It could be an innocent that she kills in her dark rage/possesion. Making this a scene to show how far gone she is. I highly HIGHLY doubt this option though.

Taking all of those out leaves me to believe that it can only be one person. One particular dark froce weilding, sad-boi, love-struck prince.

Option 5: Ben The clothes, if i’m picturing them correctly, match up perfectly with Ben’s attire at all times. Dark cloak/cape, maybe a black turtleneck (like we’ve seen in TFA), long dark sleeves. And, if this is Benny boy, what really intrigues me is that he is gloveless. The implications of that alone...

Sorry, I spaced out. I was fangirling.

ANnNywAy, let’s assume it is him. Now the question is:

Vision or Reality?

(I dive deeper into all of these theories in the full meta. I still can’t choose a side!)

While I still haven’t chosen a side (lol) at this point in time, I think I’ve narrowed my choices down to the Dark!Rey is real train or the Ben Vision Train.

If Dark!Rey is real, I feel that this could definitely be the moment where Ben goes to save her from Palpatine, and from herself. There have been several posts describing how this event could unfold.  If Dark!Rey is real, this could serve as a major catalyst for Bendemption. This tweet points out an amazing comparrison to this moment of Vader having a vision of Dark!Padme.

The most terrifying thing is seeing someone you love fall down the same dark path that you did, and having to watch them be consumed by it.

I think this feeling and reaction would be representitive of both real and vision Ben. If it’s real though, it could lead to a fight. The fight, however, would be completely onesided. He would refuse to strike her, talking to her the whole time, reasuring her of the people in her life that care for her, and that he cares for her. Telling her that she’s not alone anymore. She doesn’t have to do this, He knows this isn’t her. Pleading with her to come back to the light. To herself. To him.  He’d say he knows that there is still good in her, and that he believes in her. He tells her to use their bond to escape Palpatine’s control, or the firm hold of the Dark.

All of this sounding familiar? 

(I was so happy to see my fellow TFA Reylos were thinking the exact same thing I was with this.I love y’all. We all deserve a stiff drink and a foot rub 😭😂)

Now, if it’s a vision, I feel that the scene will be much shorter. I also believe that, again, if it is just a vision, It will be a reflection of what is already happening inside of Rey. She could actually go dark for awhile after this, just maybe not to the extent that we see in this scene. I don’t think that it is the same vision he saw in TLJ (although I definitely think that he saw something like this), I think this would be a new vision.

Something that caught my eye about the initial cut to Rey was the motion of the camera. 

The way that it swoops over to focus on her resembles someone whipping their head around in surprise.

You know what that reminds me of?

Rey even stumbles back after this. 

If vision is the way, I have a feeling it will be like the one Rey had in Maz’s castle in TFA when she touched the legacy saber. I actually think that this would be such a cool call back, and would be another amazing example of how these two characters mirror eachother. This vision could be brought on when he touches an object as well, or it could be in the form of a dream. Or it could be a vision brought on by Palpatine to tempt Ben. Or to scare him. Or-

Summary, there are so many ways that this can go. We have truly entered my favorite time over these past 4 years, The Hour of Speculation. And it’s the final hour! Everything wraps up after this...

 As much as that breaks my heart, I am so excited for the next few months. I can’t wait to ride this out with all of you, and to hear what amazing theories you freakin oracles come up with during the wait. Old and new Reylos, I LOVE YOU!

And may the force be with you always.💙❤️💜

And please share your own thoughts, I’d love to hear what you guys think!

@sushigirlali @jedisassafras @southsidestory @sanctuarytrin It’s not my full thoughts (not even close🤦🏽‍♀️😂), or a ficlet, but I promise all of those are coming soon! Hope you like my quick ramble, much love💙☺️

[dolphin-enthusiast]

good evening caro mio, it's very lovely to see you~!! 💞🌹💫 oh my, i was gone for a little bit wasn't i? i apologize if i made any of you worry/wasn't there to help brighten your days like you say i do!! i was taking a little bit of a mental health break, and i feel a lot better now!!! i'm so happy to be back here, i missed you all so much!! (especially you morgy! ❤) (1/???)

"i hope your first day of school went alright,, i know how much it sucks, but i'm here alongside you to get through it all!! hopefully this school year can be at least a teensy bit easier on everyone,, but we do have to take it one day at a time, or as i say, baby steps 🌠 i should probably address this now so i can get the serious bits out of the way, but i assure you all that i'm alright!! that incident was just unfortunate, and my family made me take a rest from working because of it,, (2/?)

plus, that kind of situation is common for me unfortunately, so i'm used to sudden panics like that,, but i feel quite better now!! and i'm happier more than ever to be back again 💖💖💖 (3/?)

i do truly thank you all from the bottom of my heart for all of your patience, kind words, and support!! i'm honestly extremely surprised at how sweet everyone was about this,, it's such a nice change from daily life,, i have no idea how to put my utter gratefulness into words, but please know that i love you all so so so much!! i wouldn't trade any of you for the world, you matter so much to me 💌 (4/?)

it seems that so much has happened while i was gone,, all of these picrews (which i absolutely adore!) and quinn getting into my account?? ahhhhh oh gosh,, that's a lot!! i'm gonna have to scold her! i can't believe she would submit such candid pics of me and other stuff,, quite embarrassing! but i wasn't expecting such a positive response to me and my one cat,,, who knew that all you anons find me sleeping cute??? it's confusing to me, but i find it quite funny hehe 😖❤ (5/?)

luckily i was able to be a little more productive lately, even if i have been exausted!! i've been cooking, cleaning, modeling, sewing, dancing, and editing videos for people,, so much work! i do think it's worth it though, it helps distract me from the bad things in life, and other people end up happy,, i'd consider it a win-win for me!!! my dad also taught me how to fix up an angelo azzuro,, which is a cocktail i didn't learn yet! (6/?)

it took two days of hard work and practice, but according to him, i "nailed it right on the head" my papa is always my go-to for mixology, he taught me most of what i know, and he's always the first person to try my drinks! apparently it's a very interesting concept to my other friends, since they have so limited access to spirits,, it does make sense though! (7/?)

we italians just don't care about drinking ages hehehe, as long as we're responsible and cautious with age, it adds to our lifespan ;) during that short break, i suppose my narcolepsy flared up a lot since i was falling asleep left and right! it was awful having to constantly wake up with either a migraine, extra tiredness, or even a bruise or two,, thankfully though i had my family to watch over me,, at least i was finally able to make up for lost sleep hehe 💫 (8/?)

i also got to play a lot of minecraft hehe,, my friend and i actually spent a full day doing a speedrun world, and we killed the ender dragon and wither within only 2 1/2 hours!! it was crazy,, i guess me and him just make a dynamic duo (but i dare to say,, not quite as dynamic as you and me 😉) speaking of minecraft, over the weekend i decided that i'm going to start streaming on twitch soon as a hobby!! i'm very excited for this, it's something i've wanted to do for a very long time now (9/?)

all of my friends and my siblings are very supportive of it, which i'm super glad about!! i've always found little bits of joy in my favorite streamers, so why not give back to that community? an artist friend of mine even drew me a pfp as a gift, it's so cute! all i have to do is figure out a balance between school, personal life, and streaming, then i'll be set,, i'm always happy to get a new hobby 😊✨ (10/?)

oh my, it's almost 23:45 now!! sadly, unlike today, tomorrow is full of classes and work,, so i should probably get going to bed! i'll hopefully see you tomorrow then, darling! goodnight, and as always, sweet dreams,, make sure to rest extra when you can 💗- much much love and extra hugs, waifu anon xoxo 💗❤💖💞💓💕💘💌 ps: you say that you'd come all the way to america just to say such kind things to me?? it looks like i'll just have to return the favor then darling 💘 (11/11)"

This do b kinda late ngl since im assuming i literally leave for school just as u send those in💀💀💀 things r kinda hard w school here but today was actually one of the few decent days i had in what y e a r s??? Me n my friends went out after classes and spent the entire afternoon sipping boba tea (it was my first time having it since boba places r rare here and we had to travel in the opposite part of the city and holy shit my third eye opened bruh i A S C E N D E D) and talking abt anime and simping and basically clowned eachother constantly jahahhdkf

B u t enough of that bc i see u had some nice days goin on as well😳😳 as i said many times before i'd kill a man to taste the cocktails that u do and one day we finna do that on g o d 😩✌️ and STREAMING? DROP THE LINK WILL YA DARLIN ME N THE CLOWN ARMY WILL BE THERE IN A H E A R T B E A T HDJDJSJ honestly streamer waifu is such a nice concept....i myself dream of streaming but sadly i dont have the time, space, money and overall neccesary equipments for it which is lowkey depressing ngl💀

Either way im glad to hear u been balancing things out and taking breaks dear, i myself am t r y i n g to make time for other stuff too since i really wanna write and watch anime (u know what series i just finished and had a 🅱️REAKDOWN 🅱️ REAKDOWN over one hour ago🤡🔪) but the schedule do b wacky ngl....

And as always i say: of c o r p s e everyone had positive reactions?? W h y w o u l d n t t h e y-

[your-friendly-neighborhood-sc00t]

Star vs. The Forces of Evil: Thoughts on the Series Finale

SvtFoE just concluded a few days ago, and to be perfectly honest, Im incredibly conflicted.

I've been putting this off for a little while now, since I've needed to time to gather all my thoughts and criticisms of everything that happened in the finale.

Firstly, I don't think they needed a full hour or so to properly wrap things up, like other people have stated.

Instead, more time should have been devoted to the plot and Star in general.

The very strange thing is, despite how much of a threat Mina is, and clearly was in the past few episodes, the writers decided to severely downplay her in favor of revolving mostly around Star and Marco's relationship.

I'm sorry, but in a show as engaging as SvtFoE, romance shouldn't really be the priority in the FINALE, the SERIES finale mind you.

Alot of time gets wasted on the two obsessing over being with each other and it's honestly sickening.

Like, I never cared for Starco, but I really feel like they shouldn't have wasted time with Marco/Jackie Tom/Star, if these two were obviously gonna be endgame.

Had they gotten together waaaay earlier, as they should've, let's say, Season 2, I probably would've felt more about them supposedly being forcibly separated after just getting together.

Another thing that really bothered me was that Star literally just broke up with Tom a few episodes ago, so basically, the relationship was entirely one-sided, and Star was forcing herself to cry during the breakup, and forcing herself to simply be in the relationship with Tom, since she was absolutely, head-over-heels for Marco at that point.

Just feels so rushed and forced, but whatever.

Something that really urked me, was the fact that there was no final battle between Star and Mina, y'know, one last confrontation between Star and the primary antagonist of the season.

No, she just, convienetly is out of the picture thanks to one of the stupid corrupted milhorses, and that's it. She can't even postpone the destruction of Magic or anything.

In my opinion, two, actually cool situations could have played out here.

So, y'know being in the Realm of Magic and all, this should've powered up Mina even further, and Star as well, they're surrounded by pure Magic, so, why shouldn't it empower them?

And then there's some epic final battle between them, maybe Moon and Eclipsa fight alongside Star, Hell, maybe even Tom and Marco get in on the action, and maybe Mina's so powerful here, that they just barely stop her, and while she's temporarily incapacitated, bam, they destroy magic, y'know? Something cool like that.

The other scenario that could play out, is the one that would've been FIRE.

So, the show established a Multiverse exists within the show's universe.

This is seen in Mathmagic, where we get a glimpse of various versions of Star in different universes and timelines.

Now, IMAGINE, if in the Realm of Magic when Mina shows up, Star tries to fight her, but she's too strong or whatever, so she opens up several portals to enlist the help of herselves to help her battle Mina, that would've been so cool, and would have killed two birds with one stone.

1. A proper final confrontation that is epic and different from all the other battles in the show.

2. The show has it's first and only "Multiverse Episode"

Just feels like a missed opportunity to me.

But what do we get?

Oh boy! More Starco drama!

Well, not before they successfully destroy Magic.

I did think it was really nice to see Solaria's spirit, or whatever it was, finally accept Meteora, she just kind of touches her cheek and smiles, it's a pretty sweet moment.

And Glossaryck's last (actual) line is kind of sad to be honest.

Something that really freaking bothered me was the fact that both Star and Marco chose each other over their friends, FAMILY, and HOMES.

Sorry, but I'm just not buying into this whole

"uwu we belong together forever uwu" crap

Like, they should've been together ALOT longer than a few episodes if dialogue like that was to be warranted and for non-Starco viewers to even care about them being separated.

Wait, there was one thing I forgot to mention that happens during this RoM part.

Marco literally is impaled around his stomach by Tom's corrupted Milhorse, and the crazy thing is, he just WALKS it off.

Like, I understand that after Magic is destroyed, the wound disappears, since that's obviously a magical wound, but, he walked around for a good long while BEFORE Star successfully destroyed Magic, so... He just, walks it off???

There's no logical reason for Marco to be able to endure a wound like this, he's fifteen, he's a CHILD for crying out loud.

So, that was shown in the trailer specifically to clickbait everyone, but there's actual pay-off at all.

Marco is able to literally flip one of these horses by the freaking horn, AFTER HE IS WOUNDED.

I feel like, obviously Marco shouldn't just fall over and die after being impaled, but I feel like he should've had to lean on Tom for the rest of the time here, like, there's no plausible explanation as to why he is able to walk this off like nothing happened.

But that isn't the only thing that has no logical explanation.

I know I'm covering most of the negatives so far, but just so you know, I actually was digging this episode for the most part, up until the last two minutes.

Moon and Eclipsa helping Star destroy the Magic was nice and dandy, and finally seeing Eclipsa's and even Meteora's Butterfly forms was pretty sweet.

Finally discovering why Glossaryck loves pudding was actually kinda funny, and served for the plot.

I've hated Ponyhead for a really long time, but she actually made me smile for the first time when she was comforting Star, telling all these stories to assure her, her friends were all well.

And Janna had a similar moment with Marco, where the two, for what seems like the first time, genuinely acknowledge eachother as friends, which was actually really nice.

But then, something has to happen to ruin EVERYTHING.

For a literally entirely unexplained reason, a portal opens between Mewni and Earth, then it explodes, and then Mewni and Earth have merged...?

Oh HEY, Star and Marco can be together at last!

Oh wait, none of this makes any fucking sense.

Is this show honestly trying to tell me, that a MAGICAL PORTAL opened up, despite the fact that Magic was literally destroyed five minutes ago???

There's no logical, rationale, reasonable REASON for this to have happened.

It's all just deus ex machina bullshit Daron came up with just so Star and Marco could be together, great.

Aside from that, there's some very concerning implications as a result of Star's actions that doesn't seem to be acknowledged at all by the characters.

The first thing being, the destruction of Magic means that all magically-based entities will be wiped from existence.

Meaning that entire species have just been wiped off the face of the Multiverse.

Meaning that Star has committed mass-genocide on a Multiversal scale.

And yet no one in the show seems to acknowledge that.

What they should have done, in my opinion, was simply depower all magically-based entities, leaving them to learn how to live without utilizing Magic on a day-to-day basis, that would have been interesting, and far-less scary.

The only one who would justifiably be gone is Glossaryck, who clearly has strong ties to Magic.

I'm surprised a show that is marketed towards children includes a protagonist who commits mass-genocide, and still gets smoochies from her boyfriend.

Woooow.

Another thing is, the Cleaving of Earth and Mewni, isn't exactly beneficial to ANYONE except Star and Marco.

Are humans, mewmans, and monsters, etc going to be able to live together in harmony?

I mean, I highly doubt everything is gonna be all peaches and cream, especially at first.

This probably is going to result in a whole slew of problems, but remember, it was worth it, so Star and Marco could be uwu'ing.

Props to a friend of mine for bringing this to my attention, but Star destroying Magic should've technically erased Meteora as well.

Think about it, Meteora was pretty much reborn through Magic, which would probably make her fall under that magically-based area.

Same thing with Star to be perfectly honest, her original body was destroyed during The Battle for Mewni, and her new body was entirely reconstructed from Magic, meaning that she should've been erased as well.

Which would have made for a hell of an interesting conflict in the finale, but oh well.

Seems like the rules are being ignored if you ask me.

The show unfortunately follows in the footsteps of the Legend of Korra, in which it's final shot and lines are dedicated to shipping, and not the series as a whole.

Which is incredibly disappointing, but oh well.

And then Mina, man oh man...

So Mina is depowered, and Moon offers to rehabilitate her, truly pitying her, and apologizing for using her, (although technically Mina was using her but, whatever)

And instead of Mina finally regaining a bit of her sanity, instead of finally showing some kind of development, instead of finally ending her conquest against monsters, instead of accepting that offer.

Mina just, basically says her racist ideas will always linger in the minds of others, and she walks off into the woods.

Her dialogue and the way she does this is just an absolute joke, like, the writers just downplay her at every possible moment.

The dialogue is clearly supposed to be funny, despite how mentally fractured this woman is, and it just feels disrespectful to the character in general.

Do you want her to be a psychotic, deranged soldier, stuck in her ways, who knows nothing but war and bigotry?

Or do you want her to be a clown, which is it, Daron?

I can't really say I'm satisfied with this ending.

There's too scary and/or concerning implications, unsatisfying resolutions, and questions for this to be a truly good finale.

I think more time should've been dedicated Mina, considering she's the main antagonist of the season, and it's the series finale, and the merging of Mewni and Earth should have never have been a thing.

Star and Marco should've went on with their lives.

The last we see of Marco should have been him going back to school.

And the last we see of Star should have been her giving a speech to the people of Mewni.

I don't know, I was just hoping for alot more, but the end result was just kind of rushed and unfulfilling.

However, when all is set and done,

Star vs. The Forces of Evil was a hell of a four-year ride, I had a blast watching it for all it's 4 seasons, and I'm really gonna miss it.