#we are so freaking blessed to have this many so far

[clumsycapitolunicorn]

swarla + kisses

CARLA CONNOR & LISA SWAIN | CORONATION STREET

[sanguinesmi1e]

Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt. 3 (you're here)

Full fic on Ao3

Art of LBM

Pt. 4: An Unexp-ectoed Party (not on Ao3 yet)

Constantine was quietly freaking out. He couldn’t be sure, but he suspected that the ghost who had turned itself into a cute little tatzelwurm to avoid answering questions might be something far beyond his capabilities to deal with. Everything it said and did suggested it was way outside his scope of experience. While Tim used a shoelace to play with it like a rambunctious kitten, John mentally catalogued the things that threatened to give him a panic attack:

Before the ghost even arrived, the blinding power flowing through his spell array nearly knocked him flat. It had felt like being swatted in the eyeballs by an eldritch god.

The ghost appeared in human form, fully alive, before being transformed by the summoning magic. John had only ever heard whispers of legends about a being who could do such a thing. The legends were vague and grandiose, but some epithets included The One Who Walks Between, He Who Straddles Life and Death, Twilight Walker, Shroud Danger Child, and The Halver. 

The ghost could not only see his soul at a glance, it could perceive all the damage he had done making deals with demons.

The ghost implied it was on casual, friendly terms with the Ancient of Time aka Chronos, Kala, Father Time, etc. And that it had altered the timeline at least once already.

It could age. Despite what the ghost said, only Neverborn should be able to age. The dead were static, and given the death that he could feel sustaining the portal, this ghost had definitely died.

It was brilliant enough to pinpoint a weakness and successfully distract Tim by transforming into a shape that could manipulate his protective instincts. John did not want to admit that he also felt protective of the cute little blighter.

It had hopped out of the summoning circle as if it were just chalk scribbles, despite John working in some of his most powerful containment spells as a matter of what he had thought was excessive precaution.

Shite, the list had already reached seven items. The tatzelwurm (had Drake really just named the thing Little Baby Man?) glared at him and called him “Gross!” 

“Seriously!? This cloaking spell should be more than sufficient.” John grumbled. “Did it really have no effect?” If so, that was gonna be item number eight.

Little Baby Man tilted his head. “It worked.” Then he huffed with amusement. 

Thank fuck for small blessings. 

A quickly muttered spell turned his burning cigarette into a makeshift sort of laser pointer, and Constantine distracted Little Baby Man while he tried to think of what to do next.

“Hey kid, this is a problem.” He kept his voice low, and watched to see if the tatzelwurm appeared to pay any attention to him. It dedicated all its attention to the glowing dot, and ignored the two men.

“I assume this isn’t the normal direction your interrogations go.” Drake wound his shoelace around his hand and pocketed it. “It’s certainly a first for me.”

“Ditto, in so many ways.”

“Any idea what to do now?”

“We should probably return him where he came from, and wait for Zatanna to get back from wherever she’s disappeared to now.” John would really like a second opinion. He would also like to dump this mess in someone else’s lap and be on his way. 

Although to be fair, watching the tatzelwurm careen around after his lazer dot was actually pretty fun. Not that he’d ever admit it. Still, the creature was done answering questions and John wasn’t prepared to bind the thing because he didn’t think he’d need to pack the tools to bind an eldritch god when Batman called him to do a “quick consult.”

Danny couldn’t remember the last time he had this much fun. The CEO person played with him! He did feel a bit bad for hurting his foot, but it was difficult to dwell on regrets or worries when he could attack the string instead. And now there was a red dot to chase! It was very fast and sneaky, but he was faster and sneakier.

Is this what Paulina felt like when she wished herself to be a giant chibi version of herself to be loved and worshipped by everyone? Because he felt adorable. And fierce. He was going to kill that red dot so hard when he finally sunk his claws in it!

Frustratingly, it seemed to also have intangibility powers. Well, Danny knew what to do about that! He concentrated ectoplasm into his paw and bapped it down hard on the dot. This scorched the floor a bit, but when he lifted his paw, the red dot was skewered on one of his claws. It tried to tug away, but he clung tight. Apparently its size belied its strength, because it started to drag him across the floor. 

Danny tried to release the dot, but his claw was firmly snagged, so he resigned himself to being dragged back into the chalk circle. He tingled a bit as he crossed the perimeter, but it wasn’t a bad sensation, just a little odd. Then a portal opened up and pulled him through the water filled tube snake toy sensation in reverse and ugh! Just as bad the second time, if not worse.

The spell spat him out in human form under the Specter Speeder. Or rather, it ejected him at speed so he smacked into the bottom of the Speeder before falling back to the ground with a heavy thud. Thankfully he didn’t crack his head against the concrete, but he still couldn’t stifle a pained groan.

A firm hand wrapped around Danny’s ankle and dragged him out, and he found himself staring up at Drake and Constantine for the third time that day.

“Uh, hi,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. “I suppose I have some explaining to do.”

Being able to create ghost portals would come in real handy right about now. Maybe he should just commit some arson and let these two deal with escaping the basement on their own.

[devnmon]

wavemother save me...

Summary: You’ve decided your outfit for the day in camp was to be something you’ve never worn before: a robe of the wavemother… which leaves nothing to the imagination. Gale thinks you look beautiful… but he can’t help the affect it has on him. Once you approach the wizard’s tent at night, he knows it’s over for him.

warnings: boobplay, cumming inside, p in v, reader has a larger chest! and gale can’t help being boob-itized.

wc: 3.7k

gale dekarios x afab!reader

a/n: ngl this fic popped into my head when i found out how much of a freak gale is… but i couldn’t help it. this is also self indulgent bc i have a similar chest size as i wrote. pls dont take this as me being discriminatory to smaller chests. but we need some rep for the larger chested people out there. anyways, i’ve said enough. enjoy xx

Gale's cheeks burn in your presence.

They run hot because you're walking around camp in a brand new outfit, and he can't control his eyes. Blue, shimmering, and low cut on your chest. Higher on your waist. Gale was perplexed— not only at how you filled the garment out, but the way you walked around as if you weren't wearing something so different than what you usually adorned.

Gale wanted to pluck out the eyes of every man getting the privilege to lay them on your figure. He for one, thought it too violent an act, and decided to brood about it in isolation. You turned heads every time when entering a room, of course the others were going to notice one way or another.

Far be it from him to tell you what to wear, he just wished he were the only one seeing you. Some could call him selfish for a thought so conflicting. But after so long in isolation, he believed he deserved some of that feeling once in a while.

Far from prying eyes in the privacy of his tower was the situation he pined for. Not on the road with others who could gaze upon you however they liked. Gale didn't even want to think up the thoughts that've probably passed over his companion's minds.

But if he lingered too long on that subject, he'd never get anything done. Though the one thing he knew in his heart was that you pined for him, and only him. Brushed past the cunning Astarion and the stunning Shadowheart to choose him, love him.

It was the only thing keeping his mind distracted from the way everyone's eyes ogled at you throughout the day.

It wasn't your fault you were blessed with a figure that made everyone stare; the curves of your hips, of your chest, your strong legs and hands—

Wavemother save me…

Gale's thoughts and the way your curves looked did anything but help the situation. It's done fuck all to help his wandering eyes.

Though every time he stared, you had glanced over to him as if you could sense those eyes of his on you.

He'd even had to cast a calming spell on himself in private to keep the way his body craved yours under wraps. He just hoped no one was prying through his thoughts.

Gale wished you weren't burdened with such a… heavy… chest. Many nights you'd arrive at his tent just aching to have him rub your back because of how much you've carried during the day, both physically and metaphorically.

Glimmering in the sunlight, your dress stuck to your figure in all the right places; ones he's explored with the palm of his hands. His eyes find you again when you circle around to the side of camp where his tent resides. He also spots the red eyes of Astarion following you as you walk about.

It wasn't a secret you had the figure of a goddess and flaunted it when you wanted to. Gale just wished the other men in camp kept their eyes to themselves and didn't gaze so obviously at you.

Light blue looked ravishing on you, and this garment in particular cut deep down to the bottom of your stomach, leaving nothing to imagination. It had in fact also put your fine legs on display, cutting high up your waist. Scales of metallic fabric reflecting off the hot sun, you shone more than fireworks in the night sky.

Each time you walked by, you sent him a sweet smile and spotted the blush on his cheeks that seemed to intensify with every pass. Watching you approach felt aeons long, every speck of gravity doing its job as you walked. It was nothing of a secret how you felt about your figure; rather than hide it away and feel ashamed for your curves, they were put on display in confidence.

With every pass by the purple tent, you could feel his brown eyes tied to your figure from the moment you approached to when you walked away. And you knew Gale relished in watching you walk away. A man of many simple pleasures in life, drinking you in like a good glass of wine.

Distracted again by the valley of your breasts, envisioning them in his hands from nights betwixt the sheets before. Reverberations of his name in the air, tossed up with other profanities and paths to heaven sent pleasure. There was no changing how magnetically pulled his eyes were to you, even if he wished he could stop staring and focus on something else for once.

Most of his energy was used up concentrating on that damned calm emotions spell to keep himself from imploding on the spot.

Soon enough the sun's light lowered past the mountains, covering the camp in warm torch lighting. Gale was on his last limb attempting to keep himself together throughout dinner. The moment it was time to turn in, he was the first to disappear from the campfire. As quickly as he retreated to his tent, exhaustion from constant concentration hit and the spell dropped.

Relief washed over his mind for a quick moment. That is until his thoughts returned and realized the incantations had only prolonged the inevitable. His pants tightened around his groin, making his clothing wildly uncomfortable.

Not a step outside camp, and he was drained beyond belief. A thought to sleep passed over him, but the shuffling of your feet outside his tent said otherwise.

Gale attempted to steady his breaths and close his eyes to feign sleep, but you knew him better than that. He always said goodnight to you before resting your eyes, which came off as highly surprising upon your entry into the tent.

"Gale, you're still in your robes. Don't tell me you've fallen asleep now…"

He peeks one eye open to see you standing above him, "Hm? Oh, no. Just resting my eyes. Long day."

"We didn't even leave camp…" you chuckled, placing your hands on your hips.

The angle he was viewing you from still didn't help the ever growing arousal in his groin. Distractedly pulsing under the cloth of his robe, his clouded mind would continue to do anything but put him to sleep.

"Oh, I mean just… attempting to learn some new spells. Concentration's tough if I'm not well practiced, so…" he chuckles, sitting up to watch you move about. He was lucky his robe was thick enough to hide any evidence of the predicament hardening in his trousers.

"You? Gale Dekarios, master of the Weave, is not practiced in some areas of magic? Woe is me…" you exclaimed, placing your hand dramatically over your chest.

"The Weave has endless areas of magical expertise, I couldn't possibly study them all in my lifetime… but I'd like to try." he admitted, sitting up on the bedroll.

Though with the knowing look on your face, he trailed off and hoped he was telling enough of a fib to convince you. But you both knew deception was not his strong suit.

"Are you sure about that? Because I could've sworn those weren't the incantations you were reciting…" Your eyebrows raised, smiling at his terrible effort to remain undetected.

He then remembers the night he spent teaching you basic incantations, ones you could cast perfectly nowadays after so long.

"Now Gale, you may be a man of the Weave, but that cannot ever stop your wandering eyes. You're terrible at being subtle." You chuckled, sitting down next to him.

"I…" he sighed, "Perhaps you're right."

"You know I am. This garment is pretty and all, but it has been bothering me all day." you sighed, pouting as you moved closer to Gale.

"Well… maybe you should remove it then." He suggested, letting his eyes drag down the canvas of your body shamelessly. The lower tone of his voice made you smirk, glancing downward to spot what he'd tried to keep contained all day long.

"Just… curious but, what made you choose this outfit for the day? It doesn't look like something you'd wear during battle…" you cocked your head at him.

"I-I mean… I for one am not complaining. It just does not seem comfortable."

His sheepish words burn pink on his cheeks, hoping he's not offended you by making an obvious statement.

"Oh, I didn't wear it to be comfortable, sweet wizard. I wore it to steal the breath from your chest."

Gale swallowed the saliva pooling in his mouth from the sight of you, choking on your words. It's true-m— he's speechless, and there's nothing to be done about how his eyes move accordingly down your body from it.

"Now, help me take this off?"

Gale's eyes lit up, huffing an excited breath before speaking in a low voice. "With pleasure."

You turned your back towards him, letting his hands linger on your waist and dragged upwards, unhooking the chains that held the garment together. Soon as it was a pile of fabric on the floor, Gale's eyes had locked onto you and weren't going anywhere else.

"Lie down and just… relax. This is all for you, Gale. I'm all for you."

Speaking words so soft and gentle to him was still something that felt unearned, as if he didn't deserve to be loved in the way he wished. Almost immediately upon a confession, you'd immediately pledged your heart to him and stayed true to your word about it. There was no end to the things you would do for the man just because you loved him.

His need to be reminded of that was no simple thing to ask for, but even without talking you managed to uncover how he was truly feeling without much more than a glance.

It was no burden; to tell your lover why you'd fallen for him had pride filling your chest.

You would have done anything to make Gale see himself the way you saw him. Dashingly handsome, kind, worthy, good with his tongue and hands.

"I have to say," you began, "your spell work concentration is impressive. But you must be so exhausted…"

"I.. yes, quite." Gale ran a hand through his hickory strands while painting the image of you into his mind.

You could hear his heart pounded in his chest as if he is seeing you for the first time again, succumbing to the moment of bliss as if he never had before.

Brown eyes of your lover darted to paint his eyes over the exposed skin once bare to his view. The valley of your chest was enticing enough, nonetheless when your breasts fluttered freely from the scaled material. Perfectly plush and naturally shaped, they sat with an astuteness.

"You are… a goddess." his whispers fluttered out in the warm light, gazing at you with the tightness in his pants growing by the minute. Your body hovering above him both knocked the air out of his lungs and made time stop.

"And you are the love of my life. No one will ever take me from you."

His head rests on the pillow behind him, trailing your hands down his clothed figure.

"Bit unfair isn't it? You, naked while I'm fully clothed?"

"We'd better fix that then."

You bent down over him, embracing his lips to enchant yourself with his practiced tongue. Running down his chest were your hands, fingertips making a mess of him only by sheer proximity to the tent in his trousers. As Gale lie on his back, those brown eyes filled with the vision of you tossing his clothes to the ground.

He radiated a new kind of pride upon sharing these intimate moments with you, ones he has not shared with anyone else mortal in years. It's a new kind of freedom, to have you and know you trust him with your entire being. To give him part of yourself every day and entrusting you with the same.

Not only were you in front of him in all your glory, but you were still you, gorgeous and his. All his.

His cock throbbed from being confined in his garments all day, pleading and sensitive with the way his crotch jolted upwards when you finally freed his cock.

Alluring eyes met his with a siren’s call, beckoning him to submit and feel all you’re offering him.

"Touch me, like you've wanted to all day. Touch me in the way no one else can. I am yours."

An appreciative hum comes from him as he takes in the image of you.

"I don’t deserve you…” Gale muttered lowly, head swimming with how you shone in the light.

"Gale, please… by the gods, you do…”

Without hesitation, he pressed your lips against his, lavishing in the way your tongue asked for entry this time. Practiced hands move up your back, caressing your skin there before trailing one of his hands down the valley of your chest. Goosebumps lifted across your skin in response, nipples hardening against his chest.

Gale's large hand took point in cupping your breast within his palm, while his thumb ran over the sensitive areola to earn a gasp from you. You were warm and soft in his grasp while your lips moved down his neck.

Each kiss had your tongue flitting against his skin, watching as Gale's head flew back from the sensation. Nothing could've made this moment more perfect; he had everything he ever needed right here. You'd given him more than he thought he deserved, incomparable to anyone else he'd been with in his mortal life. Something about the way you gave, no matter the circumstance. You gave to him your heart, your acts of love and gratitude, with everything inside you. Shamelessly, each time without fail.

To be a receiver is to be worthy, and once you opened his eyes on that which he deserved, it became easier to accept your loving acts.

Down his chest your lips went, dragging your hands along with them for the ride.

"I need you to know,"

Kiss

"that you're enough for me as you are."

Kiss

"I want to show you how much I mean it."

Your last kiss placed right above his navel, where a tuft of hair lay just below, along with his cock standing upright and eager. His brown eyes never left you whilst traversing down his body as if you knew it by heart.

Your nipples ghosted over his skin at times, bringing bouts of sighs to each of you. When you finally gripped him at the base, it was just enough of your touch to make him groan. Gale's low hum reverberated down his chest, where your other hand lay against his torso.

A slow pump of your hand had him resisting with all his might to not thrust his hips up for more friction. You muttered a conjuration spell - one Gale had taught you - and slowly moved your hand up and down, lubricant coating his length.

"If I'd have known this was what you were going to use those spells for…" he chuckles, hiding his blush behind a hand.

"You're lucky I'm a fast learner. Maybe then you would've gotten away with those terrible lies. Though you are a very good teacher."

The compliment had his cock twitching in your hand; perhaps it was that he'd been pent up for too long, or maybe you just knew how to fluster him. You leaned down and pressed a kiss to his tip before releasing your hand and began to cup your chest within your own hands.

"What are you…"

You leaned down over him, pressing his cock between the plush of your breasts. His gasp of surprise and pleasurable sensation combined in disbelief that you'd offer him your body in such a way.

"I yearn for this, Gale. For you. To give you my body in such a way. Because I love you."

His arousal was more than heightened when you began moving up and down, head thrown back in ecstasy.

"I love you… more than myself— ahh… For what I would do for you is much more than I could describe in a single breath."

You chuckled, "I know. But tonight is about you. Lay there and look pretty, can you do that for me?"

He nodded, huffing another breath before smiling sheepishly. The pink in his cheeks began to brighten as you continued your movements.

Gale had never been called pretty before, but the instinctive tone of voice it was said in made him hesitant to retort. He had a habit of denying any such compliments only when they didn't pertain to his skillful ways of the Weave. Day by day though, you'd managed to see him blush over said remarks rather than shying away from them.

Perhaps it was easy for you to change him, seeing as he'd devoted his entire heart to you, basking in the warm light you emanated. From being thrust back into the world outside his tower to now, he's felt that same light melting all the walls built up over months of isolation. Gale hadn't been sure whether to embrace that light or shun himself from it until you showed him what a glorious life it could be with you by his side.

His hands gripped at the bedroll cloth, attempting to smother how badly the pleasure you gave was affecting him. Sweat rolled down his temple as his eyes took another glance at you. In your movements you were dedicated, each slow movement another prayer of love.

Gale cursed under his breath, drowning in every slow graze of your skin against the bulging vein of his cock. His chest heaved with every deep breath, concentrating on watching you— though he knew the sight of you like this could make him come fairly easy.

Your nipples grazed the tuft of hair at his base and each time it did so, it was more electrifying than any spell he'd cast. Even as each sensation tormented his brain, etching them behind his eyelids for later, Gale found himself closer to his climax than he would've liked.

"S-stop… gods, I'm close. Don't want to spend myself on your pretty skin. Let me do it somewhere else…"

You looked up, eyes glazed over in want, and you stop instantly before crawling over him. The lightest touches of your torso against his have his breaths turn shaky, knowing how much physical touch sends him over the edge.

"Anything for you, my love."

Your lips pressed against him as you grabbed him by the base and sat down fully on his length. With each inch that pressed into you, Gale felt more pleasure than he thought ever known. You were soaked just by pleasuring him, what a concept to be studied.

Once you were full to the brim, his hands came up to your breasts, twisting your nipple between two of his fingers. His mouth then pressed to the valley in between them, soft kisses that made goosebumps paint your skin.

"Oh, Gale…"

He hummed upon hearing his name, reverberating under your skin and heightening how much you loved his lips even further. Your fingers raked through his hair, nails scratching lightly, but enough to make him sigh again.

Hands traveled from one of your breasts to the other, twisting and pulling and massaging just enough to send you clenching around him. Thus he ended up gripping your waist, watching as your head threw back in pleasure from just his contact.

"This is what you want, isn't it? Torture me with that lavish body of yours just to take me like this when night falls? You truly vex me, my heart, my mind…"

On mind he thrusted deeper into you, beginning to lift your hips above him. You managed to muffle a moan in time, but Gale would be lying to himself if he said he didn't feel his cock throb at the sound.

"Won't last much longer like this…" he managed to get out, taking one of his strong fingers and ran it down your folds before finding your clit.

You clenched around him again, electricity of his touch paralyzing you again. Had the gods truly made him specifically to love you, to know every part as if one with himself? You wondered it all the time, but especially when just a slight touch sent you reeling off into the deep end. Gale was an abyss you chose to swim in, and if you drowned, there was no going back.

His hips pressed up into you whilst lifting yourself above him, bodies combined intimately, soaked in each other's passion. Each of Gale's movements both inside and outside your body jolted you closer to release. His cock kissing the special spot inside you and his thumb over your sensitive bundle of nerves was enough for you to pull him close as your orgasm neared.

Whispering each other's names truly was the cherry on top, the desperation in Gale's eyes and voice as he quietly moaned sent his hips stuttering inside you.

Both his pleasure and yours heightened to the point of release, enclosing your lips with a kiss and coming undone in each other's arms. The warmth of him transferred to you inside your gushing walls. Gale's movements over your clit helped you ride out your high, wrapping your arms around his neck in exhaustion.

You both stilled for a moment, the air settling as your bodies did, pressed together while your heartbeats steadied.

You felt him soften inside you, pulling off of him before lying down next to his figure. One of your hands traced circles across his chest, passing over the weave mark adorned between his pecs. 

“I love you, Gale.” 

His eyes lifted to yours, “I love you too, so much more than you know.” 

Your lips pressed kisses across his cheeks and then his lips, noting his eyelids becoming heavy with each passing moment. 

“My, you really /did/ outdo yourself today. How many times did you cast that spell?” 

“I lost count after three…” he chuckled, “but I’m just glad it all brought us to this moment.” 

“I am as well. Now, shall we finally have a rest, hm?” 

“I couldn’t agree more.” 

The rest of your night was spent wrapped in Gale’s arms, falling asleep with his warmth surrounding you. A place you would never get tired of being. 

[lutawolf]

My Personal Weatherman and the D/s element Ep 2

I got my regular inbox from @notfreetoday I adore you. Thank you for always taking the time to explain things and cheer me on. So let's start this post off with some info from them. Also, if you haven't read ep 1 first, that can be found here.

"Oh oh @LutaWolf 💜 you might want to know - about the whole dryer/only 1 bedsheet thing - The author of the original manga clarified through a tweet that the line "it's been 3 years since then" that was posted in Ep 1 actually meant it's been 3 years since the convo they had in the library - at this point in the story they've only been living together for a few months. Hahaha, too many people were confused by how they've been supposedly together for 3 years but seem relatively new to each other"

For further elaborations from notfreetoday check out their post here.

Poor Yoh, he's already missing the D. Bless him. I personally feel this is a valid response to a lack of sex. I would likely have skipped making the cute doll and gone straight to the priest. But that's just me.

As soon as Segasaki enters the house, he's looking for Yoh. When he looks around and notices a dark home, he goes right to his room. Yoh is concerned because he thinks this must be due to Segasaki wanting food, but Segasaki immediately corrects this.

There is a lot going on. First, Segasaki knows something is wrong with Yoh. Okay so, it's been three years since the conversation but a few months of living together. Yet Segasaki already seems to catch on to things concerning Yoh, which I would expect from a Dom but not this fast. It makes me wonder how long Segasaki actually had been watching Yoh prior to even approaching him with the deal. Also, he left the door open when he left. Like offering up an invitation. Come out here. Come be with me.

Then in the next scene. There he is, immediately sitting down and being with Yoh.

Sure, he makes excuses as to why, but only Yoh doesn't realize their excuses. He's also being super considerate. He could demand Yoh spend time with him, but he's trying to find Yoh's boundaries. Then when Yoh goes to fix him a plate, he immediately stops him. Though it's in such a stoic way as to confuse Yoh.

A Dom can feel insecure too, and that's what I feel we may be seeing from Segasaki. Which is why we are getting attention seeking demands from him. That Yoh once again completely misreads. Segasaki wants to feel connected to him.

Again, he notices something off with Yoh and asks, but Yoh doesn't talk. And he doesn't push. The drink. I freaking love that he drinks from Yoh. I do this so often but have never seen it represented in a show or movie before, it tickles me.

These two are both so in love with each other, but they're both just stupid. Waking him up to make sure he goes and sleeps in a bed. Segasaki's sadness at being late and likely missing the Yoh making him dinner. You can see Yoh's instant sadness at being told not to make dinner for him. For all he complains about being a "servant" he sure does get upset when the duties are taken away. And let me repeat, in my opinion he is in no way a slave/servant, that's just how he views himself. It is not how Segasaki views him, and for a slave/servant he is given far too many liberties.

Here is the thing about M/s relationships. The master owns the slave. Slaves have absolutely no power. The best example is actually Hira from My Beautiful Man, prior to them developing a relationship anyway. Now, outside of fiction, the submissive 100% consents to this. This is not what we are seeing with Yoh. He is giving off all kinds of brat vibes, and Segasaki is allowing it. Which is why I'm saying what I'm saying about Yoh.

In general, M/s and BT/b won't be in the same room. We have a whole different view on D/s relationships. A Brat Tamer and brat will likely have experience in M/s relationships, but a M/s will have zero experience in BT/b relationships. Did I lose you? A Brat Tamer and brat when entering the kink community will often explore themselves and all the D/s spectrums, but once landing on BT/b, they stop. They've found themselves. A Master and slave will never explore BT/b, we either disgust them or confuse them.

I adore how he realized what he was doing and threw down the teruteru bouzu like it was going to contaminate him.

Ugh, why we got to talk about a woman's cleavage. Especially as another female. Why put a female down over fucking tits? I get that this story line is meant to sure as initiating the jealousy from Yoh. I personally don't appreciate it, though. They could have easily established it without discussing how a female should or should not dress. Honestly, though, I think they did it in order to put the woman's tits on display, and I'm not mad at it. I hit the pause button and gave suitable appreciation for the support that bra was giving her.

Segasaki is completely oblivious to anyone other than Yoh and given the opportunity of getting home early to him. He is taking it. Sorry party lovers.

OH, that look Segasaki gives after the initial "huh!" is a look that I'm sure had subs alike backing up from their screen. That look, is a Dom's I'll be damned, look. I personally got giddy over it. Yup, "You have the nerve to do this when someone is holding back?" The fact that he was allowed to push him away, and rather than getting punished, Segasaki begins cleaning up after him. That's a Brat Tamer and brat. Each Dom in my opinion has a different type of patience. You can't beat a Deep Dom when it comes to play but lifestyle, that's hands down a Brat Tamer. We are more likely to be charmed and amused by things that would set other Doms off. But there are no doubts that he is Dom. He said stop drinking, and he isn't backing down.

Oh, that shut up takes him by surprise and pauses him. His face tightens in annoyance, but he waits and listens to Yoh. He is not too happy when Yoh says that he'll make lots of money and get out of there. He wants an explanation, but his brat pushes him away. These two are a shitshow. A train wreck that I can't look away from. Drunk Yoh is a brave and talkative Yoh. On the bright side, we are getting mush needed things said.

Oh damn, there is lots of anger there. Yoh is very pushy, and let me say that only a guilty Dom would put up with that shit. "You never smile at me like that."

"I'm tired. I'm tired when I'm with you. I hate it."

And I have just fallen in love with Segasaki as a Dom. I've been falling since the first episode, but now he has cemented it. When Yoh says this, Segasaki becomes self reflective. Sure he's sad, that's expressed in facial expression and body language, but he isn't mad, and then we see that he's appreciative. Which he expresses to Yoh.

He rubs his head, "You talk a lot when drunk." Then he smiles. Ohhh, I was wrong about the rain. It happens people. I still maintain that he saw Yoh's anticipation and enjoyed it, though. You are not going to convince me otherwise. Segasaki was trying to respect a boundary. Meanwhile, Yoh is like, "Can't we buy a dryer." Bro isn't good with just going and buying an extra sheet. No, homeboy wants a dryer so he can get that D on the regular without worrying about sheets.

OMG! I love these two so fucking much. Segasaki is like, you accepted my proposal, and now you're saying you don't want it. Giving a whole new meaning and light to it that has Yoh scrambling to catch up. Segasaki calls him an idiot. He also asks Yoh if he hates him and when Yoh says nothing, he says whatever and rubs Yoh's head. Though this time it's not affectionately. I think he knows that Yoh doesn't really hate him, but he doesn't know how to get the relationship on track either.

The next previews look promising and I'm excited!

Hope you guys enjoy! 💜💜💜

[ipegchangbin]

changbin pegger i invite you to walk with me, come on take my hand, here’s a suspiciously perfect peach for you my love.

i’ve been having dreams and visions and hallucinations, a single face plaguing my every waking thought, a certain curly haired fiend (no no, not our usual small chunky furry friend) today i command a “bang chan” as they (kids these days) call him. in my dreams i am sitting at a bar all dark and cool and tall and beautiful and mysterious, as i am, and this enchanting little minx is just sitting there, all cute and pretty and fuckable, as he is, and i want him and he wants me but he’s shy u know :( the poor guy, he steals his glances and i just full on ogle, send a smirk his way here and there, but oh no he’s turning away now and he’s not smiling back, maybe i read him wrong maybe he- or not because he’s suddenly making his way over, conjuring up some confidence, okay my turn! i entertain him a little, we talk, i buy him a drink (it’s just coke, he says he doesn’t drink, he’s just here with friends, it’s okay i can work with that) maybe, maybe just maybe he’s staring at my lips too much by the time our drinks are gone and we’re all close and personal, and mayyybe we kiss and everything is beautiful, the sun sets as a double rainbow paints the sky and i can hear the laughter of a thousand pink dolphins

and then i take him to my penthouse (the club bathroom) AND I FREAK IT, I FREAK IT SO GOOD SO NICE SO SWEET, as i do, we both came so much all over his stomach and i have to set him on the counter to catch his breath and then i clean him up and leave first, and he never stops thinking about me, i intentionally did not give him my number, whatever i said about being dark and mysterious (and did i mention tall and beautiful?) and no dick will ever compare to mine

and then i wake up changbin pegger unfortunately 😣😣😣😣

side note: i realized writing this it’s probably my first time sending an ask in my years of tumblr history, i’ve never had anything to say but u enchant me changbin pegger they should make u president of the world

beloved fruitcakebin you have truly blessed me with your experience in the dreamworld and i cannot get enough of this (and thank you for the beautiful peach it mustve taken you far too many laps around your grandfathers land to find the perfect one)

🏷️ sub!bang chan, dom!gn!reader, public bathroom tipsy sex

i love the idea of discovering and befriending a meek channie while in a social event…there’s something so charming about a guy who doesn’t even want to drink alcoholics to let loose.

maybe you’re the vice he’s looking for.

so as you make your advances, inch closer and get the boy’s awkwardness riled up to a ten, he looks cuter when he’s flushed and flustered. as pink as the peach you offered to me — peach soda in his hands — and he’s drowning in both the fizzy sip and your sparkling gaze.

you’re eating him up with your eyes alone.

or maybe your lips, because before you both know it, the self-introductions turn into spontaneous kisses.

neither of you know how it happened, maybe it was the intimate distance and semi-privacy in a sea of drunk people, but

you invite him over to the restroom with you because “you need someone to guide you” or something of the sort: it doesn’t matter, he follows you anyway. you expect him to.

he’s a mindless dog at this point, only loyal to a person he just met.

he follows you into the stall without thinking at all and you’re grateful that nobody seems to notice, because his eyes are only set on you even if he’s sober yet drunk on your love.

realizing he’s right there in the stall with you, you say “fuck it” out loud and it gets his cock harder than it already was. you can tell how hot and heavy it is, straining against his pants as you pull the fabric down while crashing your lips against his plump ones again.

chan tastes the alcohol on your mouth but also the sweetness of lust and it spurs him on. he moans without a care in the world and he’s accidentally loud. when you break away from the kiss, he hungers for more, leaning in with a desperation that you have to chuckle at. you’ve never met one like him.

“y/n,” he mutters and you’re surprised he still remembers your name, “may i touch you?”

you smirk. “hmm, i wanted to touch you first.”

you cup his balls through his underwear and he whimpers like a hurt puppy, but there’s a need and satisfaction in his system that he can’t explain. it feels too good to be wrong but he lets your hand play with him, running your fingers up the shaft before squeezing his thick cock even if it’s so big and dumb that it barely fits your hand.

you jerk him while kissing him — more like biting his lips and leaving hickeys on surrounding sensitive skin — and he’s undressing you hurriedly, cupping your chest and reaching for your bottoms only to realize that he’s about to get fucked with the aggression escalating from your end.

you rub your crotch on his exposed cock and ride his lower body against the wall, grabbing him by the neck and calling him pathetic things.

“such a good boy. can’t believe you were so shy. do you want to be a slut or do you want to be my favorite toy?”

chan’s head spins and he can’t keep up, your hand digs into his neck while the other tugs on his hair as you keep going and going. your hips roll so well on his, his pelvis starts to shake from the sheer pleasure, your words and raspy post-tipsy voice takes him to heaven, you ride his shirt up to expose his toned stomach, and—

“y/n! fuck!”

he cums, screaming almost, shooting his own load all over himself while you spray your essence on his cock.

you lick up the hand marks on his neck, down to his heaving chest (and nipples), and lick his own cum off his abs. he’s so particularly savory with a sweet aftertaste that it might just addicting.

chan’s a shaking mess and he backs into the wall of the stall while you clean up his still-leaking cock with your tongue.

but it feels so good.

you don’t give him your number. you don’t do anything. you merely kiss him goodbye and all he has of you is your cum on his body, your alluring face ingrained in his mind, along with a dark and mysterious name that haunts him for what seems to be forever.

a week later, your stroll downtown makes you meet face-to-face with chan again, and he looks like a puppy that found its way back home.

“hi, y/n!” he smiles, as if he hadn’t just had a wet dream about you the night prior to your fated meeting.

thank you beloved fruitcakebin, ill think about this ask forever, you should start writing this (while i write dj!chan)

[kit-kat-jo]

My Murder Drones Finale analysis… 1/2 - 2/2

i stayed up until 2 am with friends last night (who i roped into binging the series with me) freaking the fuck out and theorizing, so next morning post hello!

i am FAR from done with this series, it’s been my hyperfixation and comfort show for over a year, and i pray y’all don’t die out too quickly because i have so much left to share. This show and community has blessed me in so many ways, and no way I’m letting it go just yet.

so now, of course, my frame by frame crazy analysis! ready? cool!

spoilers of course!

firstly i love how the first character they hone in on is the teacher, just laying on his desk and accepting his fate. like “really?……. ok. i guess.” fucking hilarious. man is so done.

the solver straight up pulling a Cluster from Steven Universe is not what i expected…. but so on brand. truthfully i don’t understand how in the end, uzi killed THIS whole fucking thing too when swallowing the [null], but if this finale proved anything to me its that about fifty loose ends are kept loose. and that’s… oddly okay with me?

you spin me like a ballerinaaa-

on my first rewatch i realized she tried to yell out “MOM!” in the vacuums of space… what if i just fucking cry?

mother daughter bonding… i’m so glad they have the chance to properly meet. :’) give this woman a drone body post finale so she can give her girl a hug…

SPACESHIP PILOOOTTT!! i love how all the fan content of N pulling Uzi from space into a ship came to fruition! it makes my little heart happy!!

proud of N here for being mad at her!! it doesn’t last long like i knew it wouldn’t, but still.

another thing i realized in my rewatch is that he stops being mad as SOON as he sees her cry? STOPPP😭💔

and yeaahhhh that doesn't last long.

CLOSEST to a walle kiss i got. and i’m HAPPY with it!!!!! just uh... gonna draw in that little spark later...

solver said: stop being straight :)

this whole scene makes my heart SCREAM, they’re so goofy and awkward and cute, they’re dating!!! i’m so proud of them!! them continuing to do coupley things throughout the fights coming next was absolutely too much.

oh you…. you hear something guys?? YOU SEE THAT?

MY WIFE LIVES!!!!! “itd be better if she stays dead nehnehneh” /lh NUH UH!!!!!!!! ANDDD she’s riding in on the fucking sentinel! my life…. my life is complete…. and i heard that “will it ever end for me,” so Eternal Dream IS one hundred percent HER song!

Oh, V. “We were supposed to get away, J! You said we do our jobs on this planet, and it leaves us alone!” as soon as this was said, i REALIZED. and oh, my GOD, all of V’s actions make so much sense now. J, as the leader of the squad, led V to believe that if they all did their jobs, killed blindly until no drone was left, cyn would leave her and N alone. no more messing with them, tearing them open, mutilating them and traumatizing them. as long as she made N do his job, he would be safe. I’M GONNA BE SO FUCKING SICK!!!!! J mislead them this whole time and was on the solver’s side! she knew tessa was long gone! as much as i wanted a J plot where she realizes she’s on the wrong side, i can’t say i wasn’t secretly expecting something like this.

“There’s no escape, even in death!” J has given up. she sided with the solver to end her own suffering. she sided with the abomination that was tearing them apart, tired of fighting against it. Oh, J. That’s so tragic. Fucked up what you put your teammates through, though.

the aforementioned coupley stuff. YAAAAAAALLLLLLLLUHHH. get a room

now to the fucked up shit. can i just say how much i love cyn’s animations here? she’s so fucked up. love her

you did a lot more than hurt his feelings girlie, LOOK AT HIM! his pure, horrific fear here actually broke me.

ran out of space for images! here pt 2!

[markantonys]

episode 5 thoughts!

heartbroken by no mat, but i was expecting it since min wasn't credited for this episode on imdb, and there was so much other amazing stuff going on, so i can cope. i do think they must be gearing up for a mat-heavy episode soon because his content has been so sparse thus far! we also didn't have lan this episode, which i'm good with since he got so much last week.

(minor imdb casting spoiler: ayoola isn't listed for ep6, so i'm guessing we may have no perrin next week. they definitely do have a lot of different groups to juggle! but IF mat & lan soon join the cairhien crew, we could condense things)

also sad at not much elayne, but again, the remaining episodes will probably be pretty big for her! same with egwene, that storyline didn't progress as fast as i'd thought it would in this episode, but OOF the preview for next week looks like A Lot!!

back to the beginning! falme looks SO COOL!!! and the opening scene with the seanchan was fantastic, it showed off so many different aspects of their culture in just a few minutes (namely their various Ceremonial Things and ideas of who's allowed to speak to whom)

lanfear just whispering "bitch" the second she revives killed me djkfjg what an icon. and we get confirmation that it is indeed the True Power that she used to revive herself.

Lanfear Unleashed is SO much fun oh my god, i love seeing her in full forsaken mode

moiraine telling rand that he can't sleep because lanfear will get him, girl don't tell him that he's going to internalize it and not sleep for the next 6 seasons. this season is really Wheel Of Time Origins: Rand's Various Emotional, Mental, and Physical Health Problems

elyas saying the ef5 aren't perrin's pack HOW DARE!!! i feel like they're making elyas even more standoffish/human-averse than he was in the books, which makes for an interesting dynamic and contributes to perrin's sense that his human & wolf sides can't coexist.

but hopper follows perrin!!!! the goodest boy!!!!!

AVIENDHA IS HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHE'S EVERYTHING!!!!! although ngl her fake accent does sound a bit Fake to me lmao but i'm sure i'll get used to it after a few more scenes

hot dain bornhald is also here! he kinda compels me and i'm furious about it. if whitecloak why hot? in all seriousness, i can see already from his intro episode + the basics of his book story that he has the potential to be quite an interesting character if fleshed out more and given more screentime compared to what he had in the books, sort of a liandrin-and-alanna-like Main Secondary Whitecloak for us to follow

also he totally wants to fuck perrin you can't change my mind. buying him drinks and giving him a Cute Nickname, boy you ain't subtle! and then aviendha briefly hits on perrin later and also perrin stops her from killing dain. wake up babe, insane new WOT polycule just dropped djkfjfg

OB!!!! FREAKING!!!! SESSED!!!!!!!! with verin's detective subplot!!!! it is SO much fun, it delivers a ton of great exposition (namely about the black ajah), and it gives us a bigger peek into the brown ajah than the books ever did. i love this squad!! also katie leung was probably my first Girl Crush (not that i was aware of it) when i was like 8 so i was thrilled to see her show up here, god bless

AND MOST IMPORTANTLY, IT GAVE US CONFIRMATION THAT GAWYN EXISTS IN SHOWVERSE!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH when i tell you i came extremely close both to screaming and to falling off my bed!!!! i'd been hoping for a gawyn namedrop all season but having it here was SO unexpected! my current theory is that he'll be introduced in caemlyn next season along with elaida and galad, and all 3 of them will head to tar valon to look for elayne because they're worried after not hearing from her for a long time.

also now i want a fic where the wondergirls actually do get special permission from mommy morgase to leave the tower just so that they can attend gawyn's birthday party

anyway, someday gawyn and egwene are going to kiss with tongue onscreen and haters can die mad about it <3 oooh now i have a brand-new meetcute for them to look forward to since they didn't meet at the tower!

liandrin & nynaeve's convo in the ways was so good! they continue to do amazing work with that relationship and liandrin's character. AND WHEN SHE SUBTLY FREED THE GIRLS RIGHT BEFORE LEAVING HOLY SHIT i gasped!!!!! the LAYERS they have given this character!!! because yes she serves the dark BUT she still feels loyalty to her sisters (as seen in s1 too when she appeared genuinely upset over kerene's death) and can't stomach the thought of any of them, even the light-serving ones, being collared!

suroth saying with her whole chest "oh sure you're a forsaken but you're not even of the blood soooooo" god grant me her confidence. also another great illustration of the insane heights to which seanchan high blood take their superiority complexes. good god, what's tuon gonna be like?!

avi's fight scene was just as amazing as i'd been hoping and expecting!! 10/10 no notes. can't wait to see what she can do when she has weapons at her disposal!

and later avi tells us that she is out in the wetlands Looking For Her Man (that she doesn't yet know is Her Man) <33

moiraine saying "get rand some nice new clothes" and barthanes immediately offering to dress him, Sugar Baby Rand lives on! also, anvaere and barthanes definitely thought rand was moiraine's sugar baby after they cleared the warder possibility, you can't change my mind

also also, barthanes is so surprisingly sweet! i wonder if he'll still be a darkfriend, or if anvaere will be instead

lanfear making ishy dream about caressing rand's face in bed is something i will go insane thinking about every day until i die. like oh my god i don't even know where to START with unpacking that, so i won't even try djfkjg

like for real, they ALL BUT made it explicitly canon that ishy had/has a crush on LTT/rand LMAO it's what we deserve

and we get forsaken namedrops! moghedien, graendal, and "the boys." it could be that semirhage did still make it and lanfear just chose not to go on and on listing every single one (slash the writers wanted to give themselves some leeway in specifically naming forsaken in case they don't get enough seasons to deal with all of them), or it could be that one of the statues from last season was actually a man and/or stepin's statues aren't accurate, and we've got 5 men instead of 4 (in which case i'd imagine ishy, asmodean, sammael, demandred, and rahvin)

i'm gonna have to watch this ishy & lanfear scene again to pick up more because i was FAR too distracted by the initial homoeroticism to keep focusing lmao

aww i'm kinda sad not to get elayne & nynaeve hiding out in falme completely on their own, but for their sakes it's nice they've found (been found by) some Real Adults to help!

LANFEAR'S OUTFIT IN THE END SCENE LMAO this season really just went off the WALLS with horniness and kinkiness, and i am here for it. it's what rj would've wanted

now that moiraine and rand are indeed staying in cairhien after all, i really think we might get a cauthor reunion next episode!!!! fingers crossed!!!!

[umbran6]

The Roasting of the Deadbeat

I know I've posted this before, but I felt like this should be repeated since its... Father's Day. Or maybe its already past Father's Day if you're reading this post on some other part of the world. My least favorite holiday each year, second only to Columbus Day (I formally recognize Native American Day, TYVM). But I feel like I must say this, otherwise we forget that these people deserve this.

SCREW YOU HEPHAESTUS. Yes, I'm focusing on him, not Zeus.

Leo has every right to hate this bastard and if he could, spit on his throne. This hermit of a god abandoned Leo for nearly sixteen years, apparently too obsessed in either making stuff or screwing other people to even care about his son. Hephaestus isn't there to comfort Leo when his mother died, much less intervene in the actual matter when he, as god of the forge and flame, had every capability to do so.

The god doesn't even have the willingness to confess that he badly messed up with Leo, favoring his other children who get to Camp Half-Blood — his many, many children that ranged from either 18 (Charles freaking Beckendorf) to young Harley who was 8 years old. They get there young, they get there to stay for several years or months, and they get the training and knowledge to understand the world they truly live in.

Leo is extremely high up in that age range, at 16 years old when most demigods are brought to camp by age 12. Leo is apparently blessed with extremely rare fire powers not seen for several centuries, yet its a kid like Harley who is young to the point his demigod powers shouldn't even have manifested that gets the special treatment. When Medea looked into the future, she saw Leo as such a big threat to the Primordial Mother that Gaea herself made a personal visit at an attempt to psychologically break Leo when he was eight years old. Eight years old, the same age Harley is during The Lost Hero, yet Hephaestus does nothing as Leo's life falls apart around him.

HERA has a stronger relationship with Leo because she was actually there to help raise the kid. When the mother that tossed you off of Mount Olympus, the goddess that cursed each and every child of Zeus that was ever born (as far as we know of) is treating your child in a better way than you are, there is something wrong with you, you emotionally stunted goblin of a god.

ZEUS cared more about his children in his own warped way despite being an abusive bastard `and practically rival to Hephaestus in being a deadbeat. When Thalia was about to be killed by monsters Hades unleashed upon her, because, you know, Zeus broke a pact on the River Styx by sticking his dick in Beryl Grace (twice!), he at least had the decency to turn her into a tree so that she didn't die. It was severely implied in The Demigod Diaries that Zeus led her to find Luke and Annabeth. In Percy Jackson's Greek Gods its shown that he at least had an overprotective side to Athena and spoiled Artemis and satisfied several of her demands. Now I'm not excusing Zeus' own abuse towards his other children like Apollo and Ares. Zeus gave crumbs, you didn't even have the decency to give Leo anything at all.

HERMES, who screwed the pooch with Luke twice over, tried to do his best with him or by him. When Luke searched for a quest to prove his worth to the gods, Hermes offered it only unfortunately for the quest to end in failure. He left Luke in the care of his mentally unstable mother. Yet Hermes recognized the fact that he severely fucked up and tried to make amends, even apparently forgiving Luke despite the fact that he came inches to toppling Olympus. Hermes was willing to try to make amends and honored his son's wishes by helping Percy find the rest of his demigod children that were unclaimed. Hermes accepted that he had a hand for Luke's hatred towards Olympus and the he wronged Luke, Hephaestus has so far done zilch.

HADES did his best to protect Nico and Bianca when Zeus tried to kill them all, hiding them in the Lotus Hotel and Casino. When Marie Levesque was going to bring Hazel to Alaska, he tried to intervene and stop them from doing so because he knows Gaea was manipulating her and backed off at her wishes. When Nico is going through severe emotional turmoil during Blood of Olympus, he goes out of his way despite the Greco-Roman schizophrenia to help guide and comfort his son.

Hephaestus didn't even get Leo to Camp Half-Blood directly. Coach Hedge found Leo completely by accident. If it weren't for Hera literally rigging things so that Jason, Piper, and Leo were picked up at the Grand Canyon Skywalk, Leo would never have known that his life was screwed over by higher powers than him. His first direct interaction with Leo isn't even to give a sincere apology about the fact that he's been the shittiest deadbeat in millennia, its about to info-dump about the Giants. When Leo calls him out about this, Hephaestus doesn't even apologize for that and sweeps it under the rug and never speaks with Leo again.

So screw you Hephaestus. Decent fathers should be worth honoring, respecting at the very least. He deserves nothing, and should get nothing. His mother, who threw him off of Olympus, has a better relationship with his own son than he does. The rest of his fellow Olympians, even his shitbag of an adoptive father, have done better than him. He can do better, and he should be doing better. Hephaestus, the victim of abusive, neglectful parenting and parental favoritism should know the pitfalls of this and how to avoid them. Yet you're the divine equivalent of starting the cycle all over again, and it shows.

Let me finish on this note for you:

He is a god who is dedicated to forging inventions and fixing that which is broken. Yet for everything he has learned, he does not have the capability of fixing the bonds that he broke by his own hand.

[emeraldspiral]

Episode where Zim is out in his kid disguise instead of one of his adult/old man disguises and someone takes notice of him trying to go somewhere he shouldn't. They come up and ask him "Young man, you know you're not supposed to be here without adult supervision. Where are you parents?" Frustrated that someone would dare disrupt his evil plans, Zim forgets his cover story and blurts out "I don't have parents!"

"Oh, I'm sorry. How long ago did you lose them?"

"Fool! I have never had parents."

"You mean you've been an orphan all your life? That's terrible!"

"It is not terrible! It's great! I have no need for guardianship or supervision."

"So there's no one looking after you?"

"Zim needs no one! Now rescind your pity human!"

"Oh no! It's so much worse than I thought. You poor brave boy. Don't worry, you won't have to be alone for much longer!"

And then the interloper calls child services, who forcibly place Zim in an orphanage. He can't take back anything he said about being an orphan before because neither he nor the Roboparents have social security numbers and their address and phone number aren't registered anywhere.

A couple quickly comes looking to adopt and they decide they want to take on the challenge of a "problem child" who's not likely to get adopted by anyone else. So they take Zim home with them for a trial adoption. Initially it seems like it's going to turn into something like Orphan where the nice family is oblivious to the danger Zim presents as he plans to make them into his latest test subjects. But just as Zim's about to implant some questionable device into one of the family members, something happens that freaks Zim out so much he loses his nerve.

He becomes increasingly anxious as the family members never give him a moment alone, following him from room to room constantly pestering him to ask if he's okay.

"Do you like this show? We could switch to a different channel."

"Is it too cold for you? We could turn the thermostat up."

"Would you like some hot cocoa? Some warm milk, perhaps? Soda?"

"Hey, we were thinking of Mac & Cheese for dinner tonight. But do you have any dietary concerns? Are you lactose intolerant? Gluten-free? Vegan? Diabetic?"

"Are you okay with the volume everyone is speaking at? We could speak softer if you want."

"OR LOUDER IF YOU'RE HAVING TROUBLE HEARING US!"

"Do you need a blanket?"

"We bought you some pajamas. But we can take them back if you don't like them."

"Do you want to talk about your feelings?"

"You know this is a safe place, right?"

"Don't be afraid to speak up if there's anything you need."

"Or if there's anything you want to talk about."

"We're always here to lend an ear."

Zim gets majorly creeped out and is convinced they're really human spies trying to get him to reveal himself and give away Irken military secrets.

He tries to get some privacy, but the only place where he can be alone is the bathroom. There's only one, and there are so many family members they have a schedule for who can use it when. But not to worry, they've already rearranged it to give him Thursdays at 3:30 and every other Saturday at 2:00am.

They send him to a new skool, which is much better than the one he went to before. It's clean, well funded with facilities in good repair, and best of all, there's no Dib around to harass him. But the staff at the new skool are far more professional than at the old skool and Zim's new teacher doesn't tolerate classroom disruptions, shocking Zim when he sends him to the principal's office within his first minute of class. At first Zim thinks it's a blessing in disguise because it means time away from his extremely clingy new foster siblings, but the one he shares a class with ends up getting sent to the office on purpose so he could stay by Zim's side. Zim does not appreciate the gesture of solidarity.

Zim comes home and his new foster parents tell him the principal called, but it's okay. They're not mad, they know it's going to take time for him to adjust. They also remind him that it's 3:30 and today is Thursday, which means it's finally his turn to use the bathroom.

He only has fifteen minutes, but he plans on escaping out the window. But it turns out the family have installed a state of the art security system to keep him from escaping. They aren't mad when he trips it though. They understand. Moving into a new home with a bunch of strangers can be scary, and he might think he wants to go back to the life he knew before because the familiarity of it is comforting, but they promise if he just gives them a chance they're sure they can make him happy.

Zim has no choice but to endure the two week trial adoption period. Initially, he figures if he acts like a little shit they won't want to adopt him and he'll get sent back to the orphanage from which he can make an escape. Halfway through however, he has a change of heart. He starts to enjoy regular kid activities like playing video games, family board game night, and riding bikes around the neighborhood, going to skool and learning actually useful and interesting things and not being bullied, having someone come and pick him up when he falls and scrapes his knee and give him an Adhesive Medical Strip and a kiss to make it all better, and the unconditional love and endless patience and forgiveness he's afforded.

He starts to think maybe there's an advantage to the arrangement. He can learn so much more about humans from actually living like one, and surely that would be beneficial to his mission, wouldn't it?

At the end of the two week period, Zim is interviewed and asked if he would like to be permanently adopted. He says "yes", only to be told "That's too bad. It looks like they've decided not to move forward with the adoption." Zim is shocked and dismayed.

"How could they not want Zim?!"

The only answer he gets is that the family "didn't feel like it was the right fit", which leaves Zim perplexed, ruminating over whatever he did wrong to make them not love him.

The episode then ends with the Roboparents coming to the adoption agency to look for a new son. Zim tries to get their attention, but they pass him over for a different prospective child and jet off without him.

[freedomfireflies]

May Fic Recs! 🐇

Rabbit, Rabbit!!

I am so beyond blessed and privileged to be witness and even mutuals with some of these incredible authors! Their work always brings me so much joy and excitement! Please feel free to browse around, show some love, and maybe even find your next favorite creator! 💞

The Harry Styles Category!

💞 First we have @avatar-anna! You probably know her from her Unknown Number series, if not one of her many other wonderful works! She's so incredibly talented and creative!

~ Here is her masterlist!

💞 @be-with-me-so-happily is so crazy talented and inspired! So many amazing and addicting stories to discover! Namely her take on Don't Worry Darling and the trouble that follows!

~ Here is her masterlist!

💞 @watchyourbluesturngolden is a beast!! In the absolute best way! A true legend, especially for giving us Harry and Stevie! They've got so many wonderful blurbs and requests to check out!

~ Here is their masterlist!

💞 @lonelycowgirls who not only gave us The Garden but has complied a couple fic rec's herself, which was so fun to go through!!

~ Here is her masterlist!

💞 @londonbelow has been giving us amazing content for far longer than we've deserved, but nevertheless...I'm so grateful! Not only for Black Rabbit but for all the other incredible stories she's graced us with!

~ Here is her masterlist!

The Harry Styles + Other Category!

🤍 @lovebittenbyevans has just started taking requests and (if I'm correct) is planning a series, too! For Chris Evans and Harry! They don't have a masterlist yet, but check out their page to make sure you don't miss anything!

🤍 @walkingintheheartbreaksatellite has been crazy supportive of me for so long now, and I'm so excited that I finally get to show some support back! They've got an incredible Niall Horan series, and I believe (correct if I'm wrong) are opening up requests for both Harry and Niall (again, correct me if I'm wrong)! You'll find their other works on their page, and attached to that link!!

🤍 @reidssbau has also been giving us incredible content for years! She just recently posted this fan-freaking-tastic plus-size stripper fic with Harry, but also writes for Spencer Reid, and has some amazing, amazing stories and blurbs about him!

~ Here is her masterlist!

🤍 @chrisevansonly writes for both Harry and Chris Evans, and when I came across her story Lavender Moonlight...my heart burst! Absolutely incredible writing, such sweet and descriptive imagery, and the most adorable premise! I'm so excited to go through her collection of stories for both men!!

~ Here is her masterlist!

The Dylan O'Brien Category!

♥️ @stilinskisnevermore is one of my favorite Dylan content creators. The obsession started with their Thomas Fic, and quickly snowballed into a full-blown simp-fest! They've written for almost every character of his, including some about him personally! Each one is guaranteed to leave you breathless!

~ Here is their masterlist!

♥️ @theinternetisfulloftrash is so much fun to keep up with! They've written some crazy accurate blurbs for Dylan (my personal fav being 24x24...but whose isn't?), but they also have an incredible Coachella Dylan fic you can find on Ao3!

~ Here is their masterlist!

The Chris Evans/Steve Rogers/Stucky Category!

💜 @straywords has written an incredible Stucky fanfic that takes place in the mountains that is as cool as the very air in those mountains (...horrible joke, I'll see myself out). They write more explicit content, so make sure to check the warnings, but they've got an extensive catalog that is sure to provide you with excellent stories!

They have some for Steve, Bucky, Stucky, Peter Parker, Yelena Belova, and so many more!

~ Here is their masterlist!

💜 @myfictionaldreams has written some crazy fun stories for so many characters, but I first stumbled upon this surprisingly sweet (but still sexy) Mafia Stucky story! They also write some pretty explicit content, so make sure to check the warnings. But, they've got an incredible list of concepts, requests, and series that I'm so excited to keep perusing!

~ Here is their masterlist!

The Fic Recs and Other Types of Content Creators Category!

💖 @reveriehs has been helping promote authors for years, and I honestly don't know where I'd be without them! If you are ever in a reading rut, and need some ideas, this list is the place to go!

💖 @tiredinwinter was so kind enough to show me some support, and it absolutely made my day! They are endlessly sweet and...they make ART!! Incredible drawings and adorable stickers! They are definitely an account to follow for inspiration, beautiful imagery, and even some fic recommendations!

If you've made it to this point, I LOVE YOU very much!! If you ever need some creators to discover, new stories to obsess over, or just wonderfully kind blogs to follow...these are just some of the amazing people I've been blessed to know and discover!

Thank you to everyone for your crazy wonderful support! I hope this list can be a good start at giving just a little bit of that love back!! 💞💞💞 (I have added so many heart emojis to this damn doc, I am so sorry)

ALSO:

Here is my other author recommendation list if you'd like it! These authors are also still my absolute favs, and that is never gonna change!

[tonybicyclestark]

https://www.tumblr.com/tonybicyclestark/762127755198513152/reviving-my-sideblog-for-ironstrange-i-was-bored?source=share

Oh wow! This is going to be so much fun!!!!! I really like the idea and I am so excited for you and to see where it goes.

Umm I feel like I am spoiled for options there is so much I am curious about. Did they first meet at a conference? Or are we going back to childhood? Ooo I cannot see Stephen being calm about iron man yes tony stark no or well watching the love of his life handle a nuke through the wormhole....but on the flip side imagine tony freaked out of his mind not knowing if stephen is safe in the aftermath. This is going to be sooo good 😌 so so good

ok so you sent in many questions & scenarios, so ill answer them briefly first.

1. they meet right before IM1 at a medical conference/fundraiser and Stephen was volunTOLD to be there as punishment for something by Metro General and didn't want to be there initially.

2. Let's just say Tony never had the chance to even look at the report because Stephen deemed it not worthy of attention. Even years later, he will GO OFF about that report & Fury at the drop of a hat.

3. Stephen did NOT take the nuke thing lightly.

4. Tony constantly stressed about Steph just as much because Steph (even while being a civilian) wouldn't back down from facing whatever Tony was fighting with him. Here's a ficlet because the inspiration hit me:

"Sir, shall I call Doctor Strange?" JARVIS spoke softer than Tony had ever heard him say before. Tony's heart clenched painfully at the reminder that he's leaving Stephen behind. He'd promised his husband he wouldn't just die on him without telling him again. But he'd hoped he never had to make the call ever. Especially not so soon after the last time. Tony had only wanted more time. God how he wished they'd had more time. That clearly wasn't in the cards for them. He didn't want to make the call but he's promised. It was written into their vows and Tony was nothing if not true to his word, especially to Stephen. "Might as well." Tony stated simply, keeping the fear out of his voice. "Patch in directly to his watch-gauntlet J." Tony knew there was a chance Stephen might not pick up. But he only ever removed the watch gauntlet for surgeries and procedures, so Tony was banking on Stephen still having it on today in this chaos. The call rung for a few seconds as he put all his strength into making the turn up the side of the tower. Just as he almost clipped the building, the call connected, and Stephen's voice came through. "Tony?" Stephen asked quietly, almost as if he'd been holding his breath until then. Tony had never hated himself more than in that moment. He didn't want to say goodbye. "I never wanted to leave you behind. I'm so sorry Stephen" Tony bit out quickly. "Tony? Please don't do this." Stephen rasped. He must have known what Tony was preparing to do then. Tony counted his blessings that he didn't need to explain. "I have to baby. There's no other way. I love you so so much Stephen Strange-Stark." The portal grew closer. "I love you too Anthony Stark-Strange. Please come back-" The call cut off as Tony entered the portal, leaving New York far behind as he ventured into the abyss of space. He let go of the missile when he could no longer hold on, letting go of the only thing that had kept him moving. His eyes stayed locked on the scene before him for a brief few seconds until the ship exploded. With the phantom voice of his husband pleading for him to come home in his ear, Tony shut his eyes. With his last breath, he apologized softly for breaking promises he never should have made in the first place.

[little-shadow-club]

Because of your texts I'm obsessed with SLR... Just freaking out over your gay texts about Suho and Tiel.

Although I don't know which chapter of the novel the Manhwa is in...(Could you send more of that lovely Suhiel/Tieho dialogue?

Also, I read your Pirates Au fic.... IT WAS DELIGHTFUL TO READ

I would love to see more of your writing work.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH AND YIPEEEEE MORE SLR FANSSS, and I'm so happy you read my fic thank you SO MUCH I'm on my way to either send more or crash out because I've yaoi too close to the sun, 50/50 possibilities. Either way I'm really happy to know you enjoy Sutiel/Tieho. As for the Novel we uhhhhh Tiel doesn't exist in the novel (still it's such an amazing novel for me tho, hope the author just manifests Tiel in the future to yaoi about novel suho and him there— no seriously I KNOW the novel author's other work. I KNOW he can write that homoerotic shit while also not giving in to the 'male power fantasy must have waifu' trope LIKE OF ALL PEOPLE I TRUST WITH PLANOTIC FRIENSHIPS. IT IS DAULLLLLL. If Tiel had been in the novel I would have assended as the Yaoi Bodhisattva, that author can write God bless him every day.) and the manhwa has decided to just completely go off the rails, so he's a manhwa only character (I'd even go as far as saying someone decided to omniscient reader' it and place themselves in the story to be homoerotic foils with MC).

They haven't met in canon —kinda. As far a I remember this started first with just being funny 'haha Suho but evil' but then it spiraled from the moment someone on Reddit went "Suho is going to Miho from a dangerous situation and fall in love with him." Classic damsel in distress style, and then I re read the chapter where Tiel got rescued by Suho and I was like... Oh Oh he... he questioned why Suho save him which means he's questioning the reason of why we protect others, which is the main archetype of Suho, that he's protecting others... Upon fusing with 3rd fragment he decided to make Suho his ally, oh, oh, he thinks he can sway Suho to his side, the one person that can literally tilt the scales of war in this galactic battle. Oh he's apostle, a ruler to an extent, controlling over the living while Suho controls the dead. He's a blind follower for his creator destroying the world while Suho is reconstructing a world his father once destroyed. *Gets hit with flashbacks of Link Click, Alien Stage, Devil man Crybaby, ORV, and other shows with black and white yaoi* OH THIS HOMOTRON 3000. IVE HEARD OF THIS YAOI BAIT BEFOREEE. IVE KNOWN THIS DOOM GAYS BEFORE

AHHHHHHH. And now I'm here. Currently on the twelfth bloc note, 4 docs, 100+ messages of brainrot on discord and 1 hour recording of the divergence plot. I have written drabbles these past 4 weeks so much you'd think it was my 2025 resolution (it is).

Anyways outside of this one shot, and the other series I posted on anon (scared moots know I'm making yet another series) I have shared a lot of my thoughts on discord since it's a more relaxed format than posting the blogs, so if you wanna share brainrot with me on Sutiel, I recommend entering @jdah 's server.

Beautiful server (tho I have been away there for a month since I got exams... in <12 hours rn. But anyways thank youuuuu so much for reading this long rant. I will be sure to post more Sutiel content as I go! (Maybe even Greek Mythology content since my next semester's studies are all about that. Same on taking notes for ceramics and Arts so I can allude to so many romantic moments for a uni AU. Or maybe A lost kingdom AU. Ghosts AU. Mythical AUs. Canon divergence where Tiel meets Suho years before. Some arranged marriages. Some Isakaid! Deserted Villain x Duke. Gosh there's a lot! I've even got some screenshots from the notes I've been taking just about everywhere ;-;.

[hanafubukki]

i may be late to ask this but...

any thought about the new lilia ssr card announcement?🎤👀✨

Hello Herri 💞🌺💕

IM AM SO GLAD YOU ASKED BECAUSE I HAVE SO MANY MANY THOUGHTS

Okay CAN WE ALL AGREE THAT HE LOOKS SO HANDSOME? THAT AURA, THAT COLD LOOK IN HIS EYES, THAT STANCE, PLEASE STEP ON ME- ahhem

ALSO YOU KNOW HOW THEY SAY NICE ON THE STREETS AND FREAK IN THE SHEETs?? Well that IS LILIA RIGHT HERE.

HE ALSO DOE THE PERFECT “I’ll be your angel and your devil” ALDMDNFMF

So this is the card in mention right? It’s beautiful. We see the area around it is a dark forest, probably the Forrest in Sleeping Beauty. We also see the goons which are probably twisted from the goons from sleeping beauty.

We also see a croc mask fae who we all assume Baul, sebeks grandfather. Which is interesting in itself because sebek is Lilia’s duo! As I mentioned before, this could be because lilia trusts sebek more because he is a fae, even if it is a half one. And if it goes that far, sebek is from the zigvolt family whom lilia trusts.

This lilia who doesn’t like humans wont trust Silver and MC because they are human even though Silver is blessed. On top of that, there’s no way to tell that Silver was blessed by Lilia so past lilia wouldn’t know.

But you know what’s interesting???

I was chatting with mumble (@/irafuwas) and we pointed how Lilia, Silver, and Sebek (and hopefully mc and grim) will play a big role.

But we think that Sebek will play a huge role, because he is the duo.

Think about how lilia is weak in current times, maybe the issues will come up how can they take Lilia away from this? From his prime? When he is healthy and full of magic. I feel like Silver would have the hardest time.

What if it’s silver, who just falters for a second, AND ITS SEBEK WHOS LIKE “you idiot do you think lilia sama would want to be this way?!” What if sebek is the one who sees reason and empathy and is all “he would want to be himself again you’re doing him wrong by letting yourself falter”

BECAUSE SEBEK IS THE TYPE TO SAY IT STRAIGHT TO SILVERS FACE BUT HE ALSO MEANS WELL AND SILVER WILL GET DETERMINATION FROM IT. BECAUSE THEY ARE PARALLELS AND THEY DEPEND ON EACH OTHER. THEY HOLD EAXH OTHER UP.

And what if we hear more about sebek insecurities about his father and how he knows that he will someday say bye to his father too so he knows how silver feels and that’s is one of the reasons why sebek is so tsun to his father??

I AM READY FOR MORE DIA STANS TO RISE UP. ESPECIALLY SEBEK BECAUSE HE DESERVES MORE LOVE.

[ask-missparker]

Are you ready for another adventure? | Marvel x OUAT Blurb 🎈

Pairing: Nikolai x Mia, Ethan x Liane, Cole x Jeremy, Rick x Luna etc

Established friendship: Joshua & Bella

Summary: Babies are born, chaos is inevitable, family is growing more than ever before, romance is in the air and well..Joshua can’t catch a break.

—

The next couple of hours were spent at the hospital with everyone. Screams, shouting, crying and throwing items.

Mainly from Cole and Liane—

Rick and Mia weren’t far behind due to extremely different circumstances, of course.

Ethan, Luna, Nikolai and Michelle wanted to have everyone shut up.

Rochelle got lucky as she was given the opportunity to just watch the kids are her house with Jeremy instead.

—

At 11am in the mist of the chaos the twins were born and Rick was healing, which reduced some of the chaos. It also helped that some of their friends and family members were asleep.

Nikolai was holding Darlene as he sat down next to his wife on the bed, he looked up at her with a smile. “You did amazing, love.” He whispered softly and kissed her forehead.

Mia weakly chuckled holding Margot carefully shifting her into her arms. She leaned into his touch and replied, “I couldn’t do it without you.”

“Oh, love, I didn’t do anything, you did all the work.”

“Thanks, baby. Honestly between both experiences, I think this was a bit better.”

“Yeah, cause last time my brother was causing trouble and Joshua came early.”

The two chuckled nuzzling each other as they watched their daughters cooing asleep. They were gonna have another adventure as a couple now. The hospital fell silent in comfortable solitude as the machines were smoothly running and the only sounds were murmured from outside.

It was moments like this, the couple felt blessed and at ease for a while.

However the silence didn’t last long enough because half an hour later, in came Michelle carrying balloons and Cole yelling, “Where are my little angels?!”

“Shh!” Rick hushed him as Ethan wheeled the blonde man in.

“Oh shh yourself my nieces are born, Banner, now which baby am I holding first?”

Mia shook her head chuckling handing Margot over to Cole as Nikolai gave the other to Ethan, holding Darlene carefully. Both brothers were in awe. Cole refused to share Margot claiming dibs, meanwhile Rick, Michelle and Ethan admired little Darlene together.

“How are you feeling?” Rick asked looking at Mia and Nikolai smiling, “Both of you, I mean.”

The couple exchanged looks chuckled before responding, “Tired.”

“Um, where is Liane and Luna? I could’ve sworn they were both here hours ago.” Nikolai asked recalling how both girls was here earlier, as she was supporting hours, before nurse kicked Liane out for freaking out.

Before Ethan can answer the door was busted open with Liane and Luna carrying a bunch of plushies and blankets. Luna was holding a bag of plushies and outfits grinning excitedly.

“I’M HERE! WE’RE HERE! Did we miss it?!” Liane exclaimed out of breath, dramatically turning around frantically.

“Bitch, your gonna wake the babies!” Cole exclaimed whisper yell and looked down at Margot, “Don’t worry, angel, I’m the good uncle. Your auntie is just nuts.”

“I heard that!” Liane remarked and huffed, “Now, let me hold the baby.”

“Hands off she’s mine!”

Luna grinned, “We brought so much stuff and food for everyone! I even got myself some few plushies too.”

Rick opened his mouth to argue that they have millions of plushies at home, but then shook his head.

Mia chuckled tiredly and smiled, “I see you guys brought the whole store, huh?”

Luna nodded giggling, “Oh yeah! So many things to consider but I got mainly crocodile and bumblebee plushies.”

“Well, I just hope we have enough room for them in the car.” Nikolai added chuckling.”

Luna gasped and smirked, “Well if you don’t I can always bring them home with me.”

Rick’s eyes widen and shook his head, “Oh no you don’t!”

“Guys! Cole won’t let me hold the baby…” Liane replied pouting.

“You do realize there are two babies right?” Michelle responded chuckling pointing the other baby, as Rick was holding Darlene now.

“Oh, right, I almost forgot. I’m tired from running around the store…oops!”

“Also, Cole, let someone else hold the baby, please.”

Liane walked over taking Margot carefully from Rick’s arms and coo at the baby girl. Cole glared at Michelle’s response and scoffed, until Mia gave him a little nod as he released the baby from his arms handing her to Michelle.

“If you drop her I swear—” Cole started but was cut off.

Michelle roll her eyes rocking the baby with such ease and remarked, “Did you forget I am a mother of two children myself, dummy?”

————

Nikolai and Mia waited for others to get here later on to tell them the twins names.

Joshua was holding Darlene and Bella cooing at the baby girl when they heard the names. Rochelle, who was carrying Margot despite Cole’s annoyance, melted at the news.

“They’re beautiful names!” Rochelle says grinning as she tease. “Is there a chance that we have a middle name be after me?”

Liane smirked, “Obviously their middle names should be after mine and Luna, duh! We spent hours together shopping for them.”

Joshua chuckled rolling his eyes, “Shouldn’t mom and dad decide on that part?”

Bella agrees but she was too busy watching baby Darlene to remark on the matter.

Nikolai chuckled speaking for Mia and himself, when he said that the matter on middle names will be dealt with later on. Even though he had a pretty good idea on who to name their twins after.

Joshua full name was Joshua Christopher Morozov, having been inspired by the ‘J’ and ‘C’ in both Cole and Jeremy’s names.

“Oh any update of the chaos outside?” Ethan asked respectfully, as he remembered that before the insane shift in agenda, they were hunting down items for a magic potion and protection spells, knowing that it won’t be peaceful for long.

Michelle was eating a sandwich when she looked up, “Uhh shit I knew I forgot something!…we have to get on that. Family first and tracking later, I got Cassie on standby.”

“Uh should I be worried?” Mia asked resting her head on the pillow.

“No, of course not! It’s not like we got giants running around again or Loki causing chaos. Besides everyone is safe.” Michelle replied with a mouthful of PB&J sandwiches. “Just rest I got this!”

————

Later on, it was the afternoon and everyone was resting either in Mia’s hospital room or in the waiting area. Bella was texting on her cell phone and hearing her parents talking, George and Gia gushing over the babies and the others being overwhelmed by it all, honestly it was adorable to her. But she won’t admit it of course.

“What do you think babies dream about?” Joshua asked curiously as he smiled.

Jeremy grins as he remarked, “Bullfighting.”

“Laser-tag!” Nikolai responded smirked.

“Uh, I don’t even think that’s remotely true.” Mia replied confused yet assuming.

Cole was sitting beside her and smirked laughing at her inability to comprehend the jokes. They all laughed at the brunette finding it rather cute.

“I think Mia’s still hop up on the drugs from earlier.” Liane joked giggling.

When Bella least expected it, a certain blonde tapped her shoulder, as she turned around to see Alice. The two were still in a will they-won’t they stage of their relationship.

The young Latina began to rub off her smile and blush slightly, “Oh um, hey..”

Alice caught her smiled and smiled back, “Hey. I see you got two new cousins.”

“They’re cute or whatever..w-what are you doing here?” Bella asked, acting nonchalant and shrugging.

“I came to check up on you. After yesterday you kinda left me on read, saying you had to go somewhere.”

“Oh right..look, I’m sorry, with the spell breaking, my parents having been a bit all over the place and my memories coming back…”

“And when I kissed you—”

“Yeah that..it’s been a lot.”

Alice and Bella stood there awkwardly until Rochelle called Alice over to come hang out with them. Bella covered her face in embarrassment when the blonde left, she was better at solving cases and family drama than stupidity confessing her feelings to somebody. She thought with all the love in the air and new things going on, she could get the courage to do something about this.

She suddenly got an alert of her phone talking about magic alert and she smirked thinking that a walk in the woods would be good for her. She swiftly walked over to Joshua.

“Hey.” She greeted him softly.

He smiled looking at her, “What’s up?”

“How do you feel about going for a walk and grabbing some ice cream?”

He raised an eyebrow, “Seriously? Bella, you know whenever you go I follow, but ice cream?”

She shrugged, “What? Ice cream would be good for us. Besides your sisters will be here.”

“I’m a big brother I have to be responsible here.”

“Josh, I know, but before we know we will have more responsibilities on our plates and uh…relationships to worry about.”

“What about relationships?”

“Nothing! Let’s go get some food, come on. And a walk.”

————

Thankfully their parents and aunts let them go out to get some fresh air. As being stuck in a hospital for so long was tiring enough. So the friends were off to enjoy themselves.

It was probably Joshua’s ability to see past the surface but he could tell something was off with Bella after they went for ice cream. He knew ever seen they got back from New York and before that, she has been lighter but after the spell broke she been slightly more unbalanced.

They were in the other side of town, near the docks, cabins, warehouses and other buildings.

He knew he had to ask her, “Belladonna, you doing okay?”

“Never better.” She replied way too quickly, moments like this you can tell she’s Liane’s daughter 100%.

“Bella.”

“I’m fine! I’m just tired that’s all..”

“Then we should go back to the hospital and rest.”

She grab his arm, “No! I mean..not yet. It’s a lot, okay? We’re both in a good place, handling threats, solving problems, being with family and friends..”

“But..?” He replied, knowing her too well.

“…ugh, but what if it’s too much? We have it good..then we will fall back into being screwed up again…you can’t honestly not think about that, right?”

Joshua paused, knowing what she meant. Despite all the chaos, twists, turns and misfortunes—their lives are weird enough with evil people and tragedy coming along the way at times—they were finding themselves and becoming young adults soon. If anyone should have doubts, it’s him, but Josh decided to look towards the light and be a good man, even if it’s all insane in the world.

“I know what you mean. But hey you have me.” Joshua responded lightly, his voice filled with warmth and strength. “Now, what is there all about?”

“…Alice.” Bella mumbled.

“Oh…”

“Look, we’ll figure out. Now let’s go back to my house and then we can—what’s that?”

Bella noticed the direction he was looking towards and smirked remembering about the alert about magic being near theses parts. It’s one of the reasons she wanted to go outdoors, to check it out and store it for later. Without a second later, she dragged Joshua with her to the warehouse as the doors sway up suddenly and it realized a magical ball of energy that grew.

“Wait we gotta call for backup.” Joshua stated pulling Bella back securely.

“Until we see what it is.” She asked holding his hand and glanced at the energy, “Especially a way to close it.”

“Do you have any magic that could be helpful right now?”

“That I know of, no.”

“Exactly let’s go.”

Suddenly the ball of energy grew and turned into a portal of light, causing the two of them to fall back, being dragged towards it. The two screamed and shouted, as Joshua grabbed onto the poll and gripped Bella’s hand tightly.

“I got you.” He exclaimed as they both marched backwards trying to get to the door.

Just as they were almost there, the portal swung out in a gush of wind pulling them back. “I wanted an adventure, but not like this!” Bella shouted, before being sucked into the portal followed by Josh.

The two were sliding through the portal as Joshua yelled, “One of theses days I gotta stop chasing her..”

“Oh shut up!” Bella yelled back flying into the portal with them.

———

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I couldn’t resist! The chaos continued hehe

Let me know what you think

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[taxlikesmarsroverz]

REVIVED SHOW: OBJECT THING

I made it 2 years ago. I revived it because it's just sitting in a notebook that had nothing. This is kinda lore rant for my object show world

Host: VINNY (VINCENT) Vinny is a nightfall flower from the game Botany Manor, he had some sort of disease (that was extinct) and died in his mid 20s. He was a terrible person, in all honesty. He couldn't be sent to the regular afterlife, it'd affect it way too much. He was sent to a purgatory for him to wreck, but he didn't like being alone. He cursed ten random objects, whether they're already alive or don't exist yet, to come to this dimension when they die. He's constantly drooling and gagging, so he hides away and presents himself as a tentacle (he can summon those due to the disease/curse) and hosts as that.

Tulip: Tulip died in her late 40s, she was a loving mother to a son who ended up in a tragedy but lived. She treats the others like they're her precious little 5 year old kids, she does have a bit of dementia. She always says she'd bake everyone something if she could. She is from Mooncradle.

Raven: Raven is a magic staff. Raven was a Moonkeeper, A type of god for her culture. She came from a family frequently blessed with being born on a day when all the moons are in the same phase (how moonkeepers 'form'). She was part bird feral (she is actually a crow), she died when she was 3762. She died from exhaustion after flying for 21 hours straight. She doesn't really care about anything, doesn't know about her family past her grandchild, and will ignore you. She cares about 2 things, Luckie, her best friend, and how her singular bird wing looks.

Luckie: Luckie is a st Patrick's day cupcake topper. He died when he was 19. He committed suicide because he was having a major depressive episode. He's paranoid and clingy, but does his best to be cheerful. He's missing his letter L, he just says 'ucky' now. He wants to figure out what's happening in the world currently, instead of just this little dimension. He does not have arms

Flaggy: They're a three striped flag, with unknown origins. No one knows much about them other than they're a freak and a nervous wreck. They look to be about 23, but Objects don't show many extra aging signs until they're in their 50s. They do not have arms.

Erasy: She's determined and most definitely a tomboy. She got hit by a car when she was 16. She hopes someone she knows can respawn her, but that won't happen due to her curse. She prefers to be independent and talks fondly About her old friends. She only really knows Mac. She wears a bandaid she doesn't need.

Alum (Aluminum): Despite his name, he is actually a thesaurus that's pages and cover are old and faded. He is mentally ill and constantly happy, even when a situation really shouldn't invoke joy. He's social, most of the time you can't help but smile when you're around him. His best friend is May. His age is unknown, even HE doesn't know. He died from an overdose.

May: She is a calender. She died when we was 34, she was unfortunately murdered by her partner when she was alive. She's an optimist and almost always happy because she's around Alum. Mac considers her strange. May has some sharp little bat fangs. She may or may not have a crush on Tulip.

Stressball: She's my old retired Objectsona, and has found her new purpose in Object Thing. She's quiet and is a Fox feral, she wears two teal bows on her fox ears. She has a poofy fox tail and paws. She is addicted to string cheese. She died on her 37th birthday due to heart failure.

Mac: The main character, in all honesty. They're a college textbook on biology. They wear a graduation cap they got in high school, they never wanted to cling to family relationships, but they did. They died during their driving test due to a drunk driver crashing into them. One of their pages is ripped, and they're quiet. They're scared of the host (and Raven). They want to go back. They were the most recent and last arrival Vinny has planned so far. Their fate was sealed the second they got in the car.

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Heaven is a place in hell with you. Pt. 3

Member: San as Hades X Persephone reader

Plot: It is similar to the myth but there are some changes.

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut (not in this chapter)

You opened your eyes and looked at your hands at first. You wanted to have a safe reference point and to check if you were okay or you passed away and this was the afterlife. Little did you know...

You glanced upward and saw two men looking at you while keeping a safe distance in order to not scare you any further. One of them had wings and the other didn't but his beauty made it obvious that he was a God. The dark corridor enhanced the shadows that played along his face, the square jaw could cut a finger and his eyes were hooded and black, but deep within them, a softness could be seen. Maybe you were seeing things however, because you'd like his eyes to exceed such softness, you wish this was a God that wouldn't harm you. You didn't really have many powers other than healing. Ironic to say because healing is of great importance. You didn't have the power for great healing, at least not yet, but you didn't have any way to defend yourself or harm others. Not that you'd harm anyone, but the healing powers, were only targeted towards others.

"Are you okay?" The winged man asked and moved a bit closer but the other man grabbed his arm to stop him from moving too close to you.

"I..I think so. Where am I exactly?" You asked, bracing yourself for the upcoming answer.

"Try not to freak out but that's the underworld."

Your eyes grew double in size and you felt very confused.

The other man spoke out this time.

"The lake you saw, is a portal to the underworld. We can see from the inside what's going on and when we saw that...wolf approaching you, we tried to help you out."

All this sounded really nice at first but you grew very suspicious. You didn't have much experience with socializing and that made you feel a bit paranoid by others intentions.

"Why would you help someone you don't know?"

The man was taken aback by the blunt question.

"Why would I let a young girl being killed by a wolf?"

Valid. He had a point. But at the same time this all seemed too good for your fate. You never thought you were lucky. It was strange that luck would bless you during a time you needed it the most.

You stood up because you realized you were still on your knees and gasped. The man looked at you concerned but you shook your head.

"I'm well. My knees felt a bit sore, that's all".

You were smaller than them, which made you even more self conscious. You didn't like feeling exposed, out of your comfort zone.

"Wait..." you extended your arms in an exaggerated way to get their attention.

"If this is the underworld and you are a God, then you are Hades?"

The man smiled and two dimples formed next to his lips.

"How did you figure out I was a God in the first place?"

*I mean look at you*

"I just assumed it based on the fact that you or he opened the portal. One of you is Hades, I'm sure that's you. I've never heard my mistress say you had wings."

Artemis never mentioned how gorgeous he is either.

"Who is your mistress?" He asked.

"Artemis. I'm one of her nymphs." You answered with pride.

The winged man spoke this time.

"It's weird that I don't know you if you're a nymph."

Hades laughed at his friend's statement but you didn't.

"What do you have to do with us?" You said in a defensive way which made Hades eyebrow to raise.

"Nothing. I just have some...friends among you."

"Friends?" You thought it was really strange how this teasing man had friends among you.

"Yes. I'm Thanatos by the way. Just don't tell your mistress about that little confession I made before."

"I won't. She doesn't have to know about any of this. I wasn't supposed to wander that far from home to begin with."

Hades felt a frown appearing on his lips. He didn't know why but he didn't want you to leave so early.

"Before you go, would you like to take a walk with me? I'd like to show you around."

You felt very confused about his proposal. Why would you want a tour around such a dark place? Yes you wanted to explore the world but this wasn't the world of your choice. It felt dark and scary, not much to see or experience. But at the same time you'd never have the opportunity to witness the underworld again.

"Yes. But let's not take too long because Artemis will be looking for me." You said.

Hades smiled at you and Thanatos started feeling rather suspicious. His friend had a wonderful smile but not many reasons to show it off. Today however, his master seemed so smiley that he was gonna form wrinkles around his eyes soon.

"I'm such a bad host. What's your name?" Hades asked.

"Persephone". You responded.

"Such a beautiful name" he said and then muttered a second sentence.

"It suits you well."

"Thank you" you smiled back after the longest time.

"Artemis gave it to me because she thought that it was fitting. It means the one that grows the flowers and since I have healing abilities, it is a true match." You laughed a bit.

"Healing abilities?" Hades' eyebrow was raised again, his signature move when he felt curiosity.

"Yes. I am not that good yet but I do have some abilities to heal others. Mostly plants and flowers, some animals. I'm not that capable to the point that I can heal many creatures but I wanna get there."

"Ah I see. So we are the opossite it seems like..."

Hades said and he gave you his hand for you to take your walk around. You offered it right back at him and a tiny electric shock got through your body.

"Sort of. I am nowhere near as powerful as you are. I feel ashamed to even talk to you to be honest." You looked down defeated.

Hades placed his hand underneath your chin and made you face him.

"Your work is more noble than mine. Power should be measured by the good that you make for others and not by rank. I am more powerful but I'm not helping anyone. Meanwhile you do. Because even a plant can be saved by your hand, while I have the weight of death around me." He said and let go of your chin. You were more than thankful the place was so dark otherwise he'd see how red your cheeks were. Your heart was beating so fast, you were sure his supernatural senses picked up on that. You never thought a God would tell you such a thing. Most of them were very arrogant, you thought. You'd never voice that but deep down you knew they had their fair share of arrogance and bad traits but they were blinded by their power. But he seemed different, almost apologetic for his position. You didn't want him to feel that way. He was the most admirable in your eyes.

"There's beauty in death too. If you think about it, at our core, we aren't that different. Death can heal someone from all their worries and pain and give them the gift of an everlasting sleep. I might keep them alive for a bit longer, but you heal them entirely at the end."

Hades was left speechless and surprised. He never thought anyone, let alone a pretty young nymph, would find anything noble and worthy about him.

"Wow...I never thought anyone would think of me that way. Not even God's consider me equal to them. My brothers probably think of themselves as superior. I don't mind that. I just felt like I was lacking in comparison to them."

Hades couldn't believe what was coming out of his mouth. He wasn't one to talk a lot, especially to a stranger. But he couldn't even call you that, it felt to cruel to label a pretty flower like that. You seemed trustworthy to him and this encouraged him to voice his frustration.

"You said ranking doesn't matter, right? So I hope my words of encouragement were as if Hera said them to you." You smiled at him.

They might be even better coming from your mouth, he thought.

"Maybe we should go this way, it's my throne room."

You followed him right behind and made out his silhouette. He was wearing a dark blue chiton that was fasted by a thick belt around his delicate waist. His collarbone was exposed and so were his muscular arms. Truly a God like physique.

He opened the extremely heavy looking door with ease and gestured for you to come inside. The room was large but not as fancy as someone would expect for a throne room to be. A very large throne was at the very center, with some gold fleeks decorating the top parts of it. The shape was long towards the top and it made a triangular shape.

"Wow. It's beautiful."

"It is...what it is. I guess it's majestic enough for me to not complain."

You laughed at his grumpy comment. He was indeed way older than he looked.

"May I ask how do you spend your time here? I guess there aren't many things to do." You asked with eyes full of curiosity.

Hades could feel his heart swelling from the sweetness you were oozing. It's been such a long time since anyone asked for his interests. He felt seen.

"Yes you are right." He chuckled. Damn for such a dark God he sure smiled a lot, you thought.

"I usually keep up with some practical matters that don't take that long. The dead don't put up riots exactly to say the least." His sarcastic dark humor was a prized possession of his wit.

"Other than that, I might see any crazy love struck mortal that come and see me to save their love from my capture. I might call them crazy but I do admire their ability to love. Like in Orpheus' case".

You knew about him. He was an exceptional musician that traveled here to have a second chance in life with his lover, Eurydice. But his longing for her couldn't keep him from taking a look before they made it all the way out and he lost her again. Talk about pain, having to lose the love of your life twice. You sighed after recollecting their story.

Hades sensed that this discussion was too much for you and he tried to change the subject.

"I like to read too. Having a lot of free time is excellent for book lovers."

"What are you reading currently?" You asked.

"A collection of myths. I love how such simple stories can hide a great meaning behind them."

"Mmm." You agreed.

"What about you?" He was the one asking this time.

"There aren't many things I do to be honest. I hunt sometimes with Artemis, although I find the sport cruel and I try to avoid it. I do read a bit but I like to find inspiration elsewhere."

"Elsewhere?" Hades' interest peak. He knew you were a nymph that wasn't supposed to have affairs with men but he felt like that was what you implied right now.

"Right there." You said and pointed at your forehead.

"I travel with my imagination as my vessel. I visit far away lands that I form there based on other peoples descriptions. It's like a mental painting if you will. You can imagine anything your heart desires, from freedom and happiness to love."

"Which one of those has you longing for the most?"

You stared at him because you didn't want to answer such a personal question. If freedom was that, you'd say it without a second thought. But you'd lie if you said so. It was love in your case, and you couldn't be this vulnerable and admit it out loud.

"I guess I don't know yet". Almost a lie, you thought.

"You still got time to figure it out after all."

"Yes. Although some guidance would be nice."

"I'm here if you'd like that. Unlike you I've found what I'm longing for. Now whether I'll have that or not is a different story but at least I know. Our past time activity isn't that different, you see. You paint a mental image written by you, I do so based on other people's words. I guess I'm not ready yet to be as vulnerable as you are. If you take the ink to write your hidden desires, you never know what's gonna come up and scare you."

You never thought of yourself as vulnerable. I guess being that was synonymous with being yourself, so it never felt out of the ordinary. You weren't afraid of your fantasies, you were accepting of them. It wasn't a personal matter entirely, your position in this world didn't let you to be who you wanted to. A nymph that had the privilege to be in Artemis companion had to follow her example and not have any kind of inappropriate relationship with a man. But currently you were in his world, and maybe rules are different now.

"How do you do that?" Hades spoke up putting an end to your train of thoughts.

"How do I do what?"

"How can you make me feel so comfortable around you?"

Oh. That's what he meant. Here comes your crazy heart beat again.

"I don't know. But I've never been told such a thing before. I guess it's my non threatening demeanor or my insignificant existence?"

"Insignificant?" Hades had an almost disgusted look on his face. He didn't like the way you were talking about yourself in the slightest.

"Well...I'm not supposed to be here in the first place. So whatever you're gonna say, I'll keep it a secret because my very own presence here should be a secret. It's also that, I'm a nobody so even if you said something you shouldn't, it won't matter much."

Hades really hated how you labeled yourself. It definitely wasn't that which made him feel comfortable with you.

"It's not that. You seem so pure and trustworthy, like a newborn that has sparkling eyes for everything they discover. When adults see the world it's a mundane ever the same routine but when they're asked questions by little kids, they see everything again for the first time. It gives them a new exciting perspective on things they've already witnessed. I'm not saying this in a demeaning manner if that made you offended. If anything it's very refreshing to talk with someone like you."

"Someone like me?"

Someone so beautiful and pure, he thought.

"Yes. Someone curious for the world around them." His answer didn't voice his thoughts exactly. He was such a coward.

"Thank you for your kind words. I really enjoyed our discussion but I'm afraid I have to leave. Artemis might get worried."

Hades nodded in an understanding manner although he really didn't want to let go yet.

"Hope we'll meet again".

"Maybe we will". You lifted your skirt a bit and moved up the stairs, taking a last look at the lake.

"I hope we will". You whispered.

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