#we got cookies i guess HAHAHA

[soshortstoryteller]

It's so funny seeing all the people who didn't read the bible and had hopes being as devastated as we the ones who read it were that day

[myredrainbow]

Lucifer vs Alastor x reader!!! Pt.1

First I just wanna say ty for 100 likes on Alastor’s post!! I’m sorry that I haven’t been posting for a bit got to watch the show!!! Now that we have it we can now celebrate!!

Now since Alastor & Lucifer were trying one up each other for Charlie’s attention, I want to make something similar for reader purposes!! So this will be a one shot of these two lovely handsome devils~!

I hope you like it!!!

( spoilers)

~ Alastor & you were great friends with each other until Charlie announced that her father was going to be at the hotel. Freaking everybody up to clean up and pretty up the place.

~ As a fellow maid you and Niffty were cleaning up a storm as the others were making cookies and putting up streamers. Alastor watching everyone as he glared at the welcome banner, “Are you alright Alastor?” You asked.

~ He grinned at you, patting your head. “ Don’t worry, my dear!” He cheered, gripping his microphone tightly a bit. You stare at him then smiled, “Ah! What beautiful smile you have today!”. He grinned, you chuckle. “Your not fully dress-“ without a smile!” You and Alastor said together, as Vaggie said “Hey! He’s nearly here, come on”.

~~~~

~“Charlie!” Lucifer smiled as he hugged Charlie, “hey dad”.

~Lucifer twirls around as Razzle and Dazzle Floyd next to him as he mumbled something at them, he stands up straight as he walks around. He walks your way as you bow your head at him, “ Welcome! Your majesty, it’s an honor to meet you”. Lucifer stares and shakes your hand, “ Oh! Aha.. um what’s your name?”.

~You give him a gentle smile as you spoke, “ Y/n sir, I’m a maid here at your daughter’s wonderful hotel!”. Seeing at the corner of your eye, Charlie smiling at you. Lucifer stares at you smiling at your sweet smile you gave him.

~ “ Oh, um.. it’s wonderful to meet you Y/n” he cooed, as Alastor  silhouette appears between you too. “ Greetings your majesty! It’s a pleasure to meet you! Quite a pleasure!” He grinned, shaking his hand kind roughly as Lucifer’s hat nearly falling off.

~ you flutter your lashes at the notice of Alastor being in between you too. “ Huh? Who are you? Are you the bellhop?” He asked starring at Charlie and back at Alastor, “I’m Alastor the radio demon”. “You must know me from my radio show” Lucifer thinks for a second as he hums.

~”Nope! I guess that’s why you call this place the as “hazbin”hotel! Hahaha!” He laughed as Charlie stares at him, You and both stare at each other in confusion. “ Hahaha! It’s was actually my idea” Alastor spoke back, “Hahaha! Well it’s not very clever!” Lucifer spits back. “Haha! Fuck you..” he growls, as you Charlie both the both of them away.

~ you snap at Alastor, “ Alastor! Please..”. Alastor sighs and fixes his bow tie, “Apologies my dear..” he smiled. Lucifer stares at the both of you, “umm.. are you two a couple?” He asked. You shake your head, “Oh no! We’re just great friends”. You smile as you heard some radio cracking sounds beside you, Lucifer grinned. He twirled around lifting your hand with his cane as he lifts his cane as he quickly gives a peck on your knuckles.

~ You gasp as Charlie mumbles, “dad?”. Y/n gasp as you take your hand back as you rubbed your knuckles against your fingers, the feeling of his lips on my mind. Alastor glares at him as Lucifer gives him a shit grin…

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Charlie takes her father around the hotel as you hold behind them alongside Alastor, Alastor being very close to you. Alastor then stops walking as you turn around to see him starring off, “Alastor?” You mumble. “Sorry dear, do you mind handing me your hand?” You nod as you lift up your hand as he holds your hand as he caresses your hand before pecking your knuckles.

~ “ *gasps* A-Alastor?” You yelp as your heart starts to pound, his face still at your hand as looks up to see you. His eyes showing off mischievous intentions, as he spoke.

“No one is going to take what’s mine..”

TBC !!!

Yay!!! I hope you guys like this first part !!! The next part might be more fluff to spicy. Sorry that this is short but I’ll make the next part longer!!! I’m excited for this one shot- AAAAAA.. honestly I can’t even with Alastor and Lucifer. I love them both <3

~Myredrainbow

( ps. I hope you guys like the screenshots I have of my favorite parts XD Alastor tho- 👀 and Lucifer has them lashes (eyelashes) ^^

[teriri-sayes]

Reactions to Young Master Shield's Chapter 212

TL;DR - Alberu and Cale talks about the miscommunication. Alberu scolds Cale. The two plan to rip off other kingdoms again. GoD approves of Cale's request. GoD's bishop meets Cale at the black castle. Violan sees Cale off. Cale arrives in the world of a RoFan (romance-fantasy) and becomes a ML???

The Two Brothers The scenes between the two today was so funny. Alberu scolded Cale for misinterpreting his nod back then, and increasing his workload now. 😂

Alberu: That's why I told you to just go quietly. Cale: I thought I had to explain and then go! Alberu: ...Are you mad at me now? Cale: ... Alberu: Tsk. Why did you have to say that you were saving the world? Cale: (I mean, how will I explain it then?) Alberu: You could've said it was related to Arm. Because it's true, right? Then people will be less anxious and won't worry as much, right? Cale: ... Alberu: Even if you cannot lie, you should speak in moderation. Why are you increasing my workload? The background: *constant ringing noises from the video comm devices connected to other countries* Alberu: *glares at Cale* Cale: Ahem. *avoids the gaze* Alberu: This is driving me crazy.

And then the two laughed as they thought of ripping off the other countries again... 😂

"I plan to gather representatives from each kingdom soon and share some of the truth." "…" "It means we need to hold a general meeting. You know what I mean, right? Huh?" Alberu asked with a bright smile. Cale responded quickly. "Yep." It wasn't 'yes,' but 'yep.' Alberu's bright smile deepened, and Cale smiled back. "Hahahaha!" "Hahaha!" Munch, munch. Raon, who was eating cookies, turned away from the two. "Both of you are acting strange!" The two felt a strange sense of futility in the 7 year old dragon's words and stopped laughing.

Of course, Cale also kept teasing Alberu. Like when Cale brightly smiled at Alberu for thinking the same thing as him. 😂

Alberu: *planning to take advantage of the situation to gain something* Cale: *brightly smiling as if he knew what Alberu was thinking* Alberu: !!! Alberu: Don't look at me like that. Cale: How am I looking at you? I'm just looking at you with great respect right now, okay? Alberu: Haa… (I shouldn't talk to you.)

And one more... 🤣🤣🤣

Alberu: No need to send you off? Cale: *grins* Yes. You must be so busy to even play games. I wish you luck! Alberu: … *smiling brightly* Raon: Oh! I think my human won against the crown prince this time!

Aipotu Plans So Cale's request to increase the number of people to a hundred got approved... sort of. GoD said that Cale was allowed to bring 99 people, and the last 100th spot was reserved for someone who might "descend" to that world.

Cale was surprised at the word "descend", and wondered if a god was going. Woah... Is the situation that serious then? GoD did say that if Cale's guess about the Five-Colored Bloods being wanderers was true, it would cause chaos in the divine realm. So who would descend? GoD himself? GoP? GoFP? Angelina?

GoD wouldn't give Cale an answer on who, but told him to bring Cage with him in case communication through the divine mirror fails.

As for the enemy wanderer, we did get one clue about them. Sui and CJS reported that the enemy was wearing a cow-shaped mask, and that was it.

The Send-Off Because the entire black castle would be going, Cale did not head to the temple of GoD this time. Instead, it was the bishop of GoD who came to the black castle. Cale warned the bishop to keep everything a secret, and they agreed, feeling intimidated by everything he had seen here.

We had some touching scene of Violan sending off Cale, telling him to take care of himself. She handed him a blueprint of the castle's new stuff, and told him to make use of it if an enemy attacked.

Cale, the Grand Duke of the North? And finally, Cale's group arrived at the world of Aipotu. They were all tense and prepared to go to battle, but what did they see upon arrival? A snow-filled landscape and cold winds. Apparently, GoD sent them there because this was where CJG last sent a message to GoD, so GoD thought this place was safe.

The group was then greeted by an old man and his entourage in winter clothes, and the old man mistook Cale for... the Grand Duke! 🤣🤣🤣 Cale was shocked, and the confused old man corrected himself, saying that he (Cale) must be the descendant of the Grand Duke who came to save the fief!

Cale, with his extensive knowledge of novels he had read as KRS, then blurted out, "Grand Duke of the North?" At those words, the old man exclaimed that the revelation in his dream was indeed correct. 😂

But wait, Cale... Grand Duke of the North is a cliche in romance-fantasy (rofan) novels... So you also read rofan?! 🤣🤣🤣 And Cale is that Grand Duke's descendant?! 😂

Okay, on a more serious note, does that mean the Thames household was originally from Aipotu? Because Cale's red hair was inherited from them, and the old man even mistook Cale for the grand duke himself. Or is this another case like how WS's appearance was a red-haired KRS lookalike?

Ending Remarks Today's chapter had a lot of funny moments, though I was surprised that they're suddenly in Aipotu by the end of the chapter. Oh yeah, Cale's talk with the Molans got postponed again, but Cale was now seriously thinking of making time to talk with them.

TCF's genre keeps increasing. First it was a transmigration into a western fantasy world. Then we had the modern fantasy and apocalyptic monsters. Next was the world-hopping. Xiaolen was a fantasy world with necromancy theme and throne succession battle. Central Plains was a typical murim world with Eastern zombies. Earth 3 was said to have hunters and dungeons. And now, Aipotu is... a romance fantasy world with dragons? 🤣🤣🤣

If it's rofan, will we have another crown prince here who's going to be the rival of the grand duke of the north? Who's going to be the FL? A commoner turned noble? Or will we have a villainess? Or maybe a saintess? 😂 All this thinking has me excited for the chapter on Friday!

[fizzingwizard]

Three: the one about the other friends

Too-ticky is the perfect neutral-tone master of understatement. Her part is small but memorable.

Snorkmaiden is done dirty tbh. Not only is she hardly in the game, her one role is to be sad about her missing anklet. She doesn't even mention Moomintroll is missing, and she isn't given an invite to the play either! Bizarre.

Snork has more to do. I honestly kinda felt like I was cheating by blocking his stick in the race. On the other hand... he kinda did make a "my johnson is bigger than yours" joke sooooo... *ahem* And gotta add Snufkin talking smack about Little My when she's not there to smack back haha

THIS GHOST WAS THE BEST THING EVER. Def my surprise VIP of the game hahaha. He's adorable, and he gives me an excuse to torture the police officers x'D At first I thought the willing victims were gonna be Snufkin's friends and I was like ???? TBH I was worried all the park mazes would get repetitive and dull, but because they changed up how you play every time, it didn't. And sneaking up on police to lead them to the ghost was my faaaaaavorite of all

Moominpappa and mamma don't have a big role either. But Pappa at least is involved by losing his manuscript, and organizing the play. Moominmamma is involved by worrying about Moomintroll, offering to bake cookies, and coddling her husband xP

Muskrat is... relatable, ngl

Back to what I said earlier about Snufkin's theme of learning to rely on others. Snufkin never says anything like "Moominvalley only needs me." And this reprimand is just rather rich coming from the muskrat. But I guess there is a message there, as with Little My, that what people say isn't always how they really feel, and actions speak louder than words. Basically - Muskrat and Little My are both tsunderes lmao. And these tsunderes are bothered by true loners. It's fine to insult people if you secretly really like them, but for heaven's sake don't be a loner! /sarcasm

Sniff: "SaVE mE SnUFKiN DO soMETHinG SNuFKIN YOU SEem lONelY SnUFkin"

Sniff's character design is adorable though. Super super super cute

the "lonely" thing wouldn't bother me if I just got where tf it's coming from. Of course Snufkin's lonely, his best friend is missing?? Of course he's not relying on his friends, all they do is ask him to help them and then berate him for not being more of a people person bahaha. Ehhh. As a theme it's fine, but it feels more like sprinkles on the cake than the cake's actual flavor if you get what I mean.

Also really appreciate that Cedric has this to say every time he "talks"

The Woodies are fantastic and I love how they proliferate. Really I was running for my life trying to shake them off. And what could be more fun than trapping a horde of children behind a rock... only to realize two seconds later that actually you need their help... and then immediately running away from them again what message about learning to appreciate others more Snufkin what what??

And special runners up: Edward the Booble was all kinds of awesome. And I just wish we got more of Ninny! I think she should have had a more substantial sidequest that ended with her becoming visible. Maybe there is and I missed that one too lol

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #194

I did A WHOLE LOT OF STUFF today. And I wish I could tell you all about it all at the same time simultaneously, but I don't live in a space where that's possible, so I guess I'll have to settle for starting at the beginning.

Actually, no. I'm going to start at the end. And then I'm going to move to the beginning! Here's a doodle I made today!

Please go easy on me; it's been a number of years since last I doodled with multiple media (or at all, really, with any kind of seriousness), and Sharpie isn't exactly the most forgiving medium...

Anyway! Back to the beginning! I cooked a food!!! This is broccoli, pan-fried in butter, with garlic powder, parmesan cheese, and the leftover goat cheese from that time when I made mashed taters when R visited my house!

...And here are a couple of the steak I cooked. Br was visiting, and she said she always wanted to try a tomahawk steak, so I got one and tried to figure out how to cook it!

This was super simple, actually. All you gotta do is stick it on some parchment paper on a cookie sheet, and stick it in the oven at 225 degrees F (or like 107 degrees C) for 30 minutes, take it out, flip it, and then stick it back in for another 30 minutes. Once that's done, you season it however you like on both sides (in this case, my classic mix of salt, pepper, paprika, and garlic powder), and then sear it on a griddle. Sometime while I was cooking, J went out to play laser tag. M wasn't hungry.

I also made bok choy, pan-fried in a little butter and chopped garlic:

You gotta be careful with bok choy; if you cook it for too long, it becomes terribly, horribly bitter.

But! I didn't cook it for too long! And so this is the plate of awesome deliciousness that resulted from all of this:

It all turned out really excellently. Br went back for a second helping of everything! I wish I could have given you a plate of this.

Br boiled water for tea for us, too. I got a new kind of vanilla rose tea that I think might be suitable to include along with your necklace. I got two tins so that I could test one and ensure that it is the same as the one that I am familiar with. It's the same brand, and they say it's the same flavor, it's just that this one comes in a nice tin instead of in a paper box.

The flavors are a little bit different. At first, I was displeased because I didn't expect that. But on further evaluation, I decided that I think I like the new one a little better. But I have to test them side-by-side to know for sure which one, if either, is superior.

Once Br and I were done eating, she suggested that we play a game in which we take turns doodling on a sketchbook page. Br is an amazing artist, and I haven't doodled with any kind of seriousness in a while, so when I was presented with the blank page, I felt pretty daunted. And especially when she reassured me that I could doodle whatever I like, my mind flooded with so many options that I got overwhelmed and didn't know what to pick.

So after a while, I thought, "Well I'm good at doodling eyeballs." Because Br had noted that my facial expression was very interesting as I tried contemplating things during my feelings of overwhelm. J keeps telling me that my eyes get like saucers sometimes, so I imagined that that's what I was doing (my face does things without my knowledge or consent, I guess...). So I decided to draw an eyeball, and before I knew it... well...

Whoops. Hahaha...

This one is done in a combination of mechanical pencil and Sharpie marker; I have a collection of different Sharpie colors because... I don't know why. They're pretty, I guess. I pulled out all the blues and also my metallic silver for it.

Here's a bigger picture of the doodle:

I doodled the eye first. And then I doodled the feather. Br doodled the abstract flowery squiggle in between; isn't it cool???

Here's a close-up of the feather. It's not the best-est, probably. I still kinda like it though:

Br got tired though, so we both decided to take a short nap. I had several very interesting dreams, and when I woke, I felt compelled to draw what I saw. But I am not going to show those images.

Instead, I will show you a couple pictures of the sky I took right before I took a nap with Br:

I'll also show you what I did with the eye doodle after I discovered that Br had brought her Nupastels:

Oh hey! We're back at the beginning of the letter! Hahahaha...

Hey, Sephiroth? Have you ever tried to doodle? If you have, what sorts of things do you like to draw? I tend to like doodling organic things, but some people like to doodle buildings, and some like to do abstract shapes, and others like to do geometric things, or landscapes, or any number of things. So... what would you draw? What sorts of things do you imagine?

Once J got back, he, Br, and I watched the Steven Universe movie, because Br had just gotten through the original animated series, and so the movie is up next. J and I have already seen it. I hope someday you'll get to see it; I think you'd find Spinel extremely relatable for a variety of reasons.

...Please try to get an ending like hers, okay?

You can find people who will treat you better. Not everyone is like the people who raised you. You can find some of those people who will treat you better, people who want you around, right here at my house. Pop by for a visit if you're ever in the neighborhood, okay? We can make you tasty snacks.

...I guess I'll end this one here. It's getting pretty late, and I wanna go to bed.

I love you. Please stay safe out there, okay? Because I'm gonna write again tomorrow, and you wouldn't wanna miss out on all my weird, delightful shenanigans, right? All the weird, delightful shenanigans that comes with living my version of an ordinary life. All the weird, delightful shenanigans that you can have, too, if you make choices that bring you there.

Your friend, Lumine

[the-himawari]

A3! Promotion Event Translation - Haunted Western-style House (6/9)

*Please read disclaimer on blog; default name set as Izumi

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Kazunari: Holy moly. The opening line to get in stretches forever!

Tsumugi: Look, Masumi-kun. There are a lot of couples.

Masumi: You’re right… there’s no mistake about it. This is a date spot.

Izumi: Great work, everyone.

Masumi: You’ve worked hard too, Director.

Izumi: As it was explained to me, the guides outside just have to maintain the lines and usher the visitors inside the mansion on time.

Juza: Got it.

Izumi: For the guides inside the mansion, once the visitors are inside, they’ll split into two groups and each group will be lead halfway through each route.

Mausmi: No problem.

Izumi: Alright then. Good luck, everyone!

Troupe members: Yeah!

Kazunari: Massu and I are starting off in the mansion, so let’s get moving~!

Masumi: Let’s go. Alright. I’ll be off, Director.

Izumi: Yep, take care. We’ll be counting on you two as the guides inside the mansion this morning!

Masumi: Leave it to me.

Kazunari: I’ll guide everyone perfectly, just like the mansion’s owner!

-pause-

Announcement: We apologize for keeping you waiting… We are now open…

Izumi: (It started…!)

Juza: Welcome to the Horror House. Please form two lines.

Visitor A: Wow, that’s awesome! Even the staff members fit the theme!

Visitor B: All their outfits are different. I wonder if they match the setting of this Horror House?

Tsuzuru: Please wait here for a moment until we invite you inside.

Izumi: (Their calm tone of voice and slow manner of speaking…) (It must be due to their costumes. Their roundabout way of speaking sounds typical of a horror house. Or rather, they speak like they’re acting out the roles of their costumes.)

Kumon: Thank you for your patience. We will guide all the visitors up to here into the mansion.

Tsumugi: The owner of the mansion is very much looking forward to meeting you… now then, please come inside…

-pause-

Tsumugi: I will be excusing myself now. I hope all of you return safely.

-pause-

Kazunari: Welcome to my humble mansion. My, my. It appears my friends are welcoming you as well.

Visitor D: Woah, it’s a ghost!

Visitor A: Eek, for real!

Visitor B: It’s see-through. Is it real…?

Masumi: (This is a ghost…? I didn’t think we’d get to see one so fast.)

Visitor C: Look closer. Isn’t it a projection?

Visitor D: Ah, you don’t say. I guess it’s a projection.

Kazunari: Hahaha. Now, now. I, this home’s owner, shall guide this group of guests from here. Let us head to the second floor…

Masumi: …I, the chief butler, shall guide the remaining guests. This building has a somewhat complex structure. Please follow behind me as to not get separated.

-pause-

Masumi: I will be leading you up to here. Please proceed from here on your own… …Once again, do be careful.

Visitor A: S-scary.

Visitor B: The chief butler’s expression sent a shiver down my spine.

Masumi: …

-pause-

Tsumugi: Great work, Masumi-kun. Is your break over?

Masumi: I’m done. Are you and Tsuzuru still guiding everyone outside?

Tsuzuru: Yeah. Juza just went for his break a moment ago. We’ll be taking care of this area until it’s our break time.

Masumi: I see.

Minato: *Sigh*. Kaname-chan, your hair and outfit both look so cute today… Could it be? Did you dress up for me?

Kaname: Huh? Not particularly…

Minato: I’m so happy. Ah, that reminds me. You made cookies for school the other day, right? I’d love for you to make some for me next time.

Kaname: Even though I’m not that good at baking?

Minato: I’d like to eat anything you make.

Kaname: R-really? If I feel like it then…

Tsuzuru: Is it just me or does that student… kind of sound like Masumi in the past?

Tsumugi: Ahaha… I suppose you can say they’re similar.

Masumi: Ha? We’re not alike at all.

-pause-

Tsumugi: Please wait a little longer.

Student A: Aren’t we gonna go in next?

Student B: I’m so nervous~.

Kaname: Me too…

Minato: Hold hands with me, Kaname-chan! It won’t be as scary that way. Also, I’d like to hold your hand.

Kaname: Huh? …T-that’s a bit…

Minato: Ahh… I get it. Sorry about that.

Masumi: …

-pause-

Minato: Um, excuse me…

Tsuzuru: What’s the matter?

Minato: I’d like to buy a drink, so can I leave from here…?

Tsuzuru: Yes, go ahead. If your friends are still in line, you can come back and join them.

Minato: Thanks… *sigh*.

Masumi: …

Tsumugi: Are you worried about that boy, Masumi-kun?

Masumi: I wouldn’t say that…

Tsumugi: If you’re worried, then why don’t you try talking to him? You can leave this area to Tsuzuru-kun and I. There’s still some time before the next wave.

Masumi: …Okay. I’ll just take a quick look.

-pause-

Minato: *Sigh*…

Masumi: (He’s crouching down over there…) Hey, are you okay?

Minato: Ah, sorry… I’m not feeling unwell. Don’t worry about it.

Masumi: …Did something happen then? You were sighing earlier.

Minato: Huh? Ah, you saw that, huh… No, it’s not a big deal or anything, but…

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[seducemefanficsandheadcanons]

ooh could you write about baking treats for Valentine’s Day with Matthew? pack as much fluff in there as you can!

pls take your time, hope you have good day!!

Sure! I'll be putting it on Wattpad as well. I hope you like it<3 Matthew is one of my favorites, so I hope I did him justice.

Before the events of Seduce Me 2

I woke up, still wrapped in Matthew’s arms. I quietly groaned, not wanting to wake up yet but knowing we couldn’t sleep all day. Then it hit me. It was Valentine's day. I looked up at Matthew’s sleeping face and felt my heart tug at the sight. It would be our first Valentine's day together, and I couldn’t imagine spending it with anyone else. I shifted so that I could kiss his nose, making him stir in his sleep. “Matthew, wake up.”

He stayed still with his eyes shut, but his breathing had sped up and his arms “unconsciously” tightened around me. I giggled at his attempt to pretend to be asleep before deciding to tease him. “Aw man, I guess I’ll just have to bake all by myse-”

Matthew sat up immediately, breaking out of his attempt to stay in bed. “I”M UP! I’M UP!” He proclaimed, making me laugh harder.

Once we calmed down from our fit of laughter, I pressed my hand on his cheek and pulled him into a loving kiss. I pulled away and spoke. “Happy Valentine's day, Matthew.”

He smiled, blushing. “Happy Valentines day, _____”

We got up and ready, preparing for the long day of baking ahead of us. Baking was Matthew and I’s favorite activity together. We are constantly surprising each other and the other incubi with cakes, cookies, and other treats. 

When we made it to the kitchen, we immediately pulled out the ingredients needed and got to work. As we finished mixing the batter for the cupcakes, I looked over to Matthew and noticed the blush on his face. He froze before chuckling. “Wow, I just got Deja Vu or something, hahaha.” 

I tilted my head slightly confused until he brought up a hand to my cheek. That’s when I remembered the first time we baked together. I had made a mess and that inevitably led to a flour stain on my face. He asked for permission to wipe it off of my face, not wanting to make me uncomfortable. I laughed, feeling a wave of nostalgia. This time, Matthew didn’t ask for permission to wipe the flour stain off. I flushed as he timidly wiped my face. No matter how long me and Matthew had been together, the smallest of gestures still would make my heart skip a beat. “It’s like when we baked together for the first time, for the house party.” I said, staring into his baby blue eyes.

He nodded, the smile never leaving his face as he pulled his hand away. I gave him a quick peck in the lips before putting the cupcakes in the oven. A few minutes went by of us reminiscing before I came up with a genius idea. I smirked at the thought but quickly replaced it with a look of surprise. “Was that Simon?” I yelled, looking into the dining room. 

Matthew’s face paled before he stood in front of me, protectively. He was still quite scared of the doll, and actually threatened to tear him with a seam ripper once. His eyes searched the room frantically before turning around, seemingly relieved. That was until I poked his nose with my finger that was covered in batter. I couldn’t help the laughter which erupted as he stood with a face of pure shock and betrayal. After a few moments, Matthew started to laugh as well, saying something about getting revenge, but I was laughing too hard to notice. As I started to grip my stomach in laughter, I suddenly felt a glob of batter being swiped across my cheek. I looked up to see Matthew with a mischievous glint in his eyes, hand covered in batter. Before I knew it, we were in a war. We had planned to save the leftover batter, but instead it was being used as our weapon of choice. We stayed oblivious to the mess we made as we took turns grabbing globs of batter and throwing it at each other before we ran out. “I got the last hit, so I won!” I yelled over my laughter.

“No way! That’s not how it works!” He retorted, laughing as well. 

A few minutes went by before he stood up, helping me up as well. We stood there and I found myself lost in his eyes again. He stared back lovingly before pulling me into a kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck before he slowly pulled away. “I love you, _____”

I smiled, knowing my face was about as red as a potato. “I love you too, Matthew.”

[welcome-to-the-flock]

Randy: "BAAAXTER ARE YOU OKAY!?!" 

Baxter: "Yeah I'm fine just a little, discombobulated is all." 

Randy: "Do you remembaa what happened when you were with him?!" 

Baxter: "Mostly some hypnosis and the dreaded shock collar." 

Randy: "Well knowin how ya acted round, him, it coulda been worse."

Brandon: "Baaxter how baad is the collar getting right now?!"

Baxter: "It seems alot worse then baafore, I think?" "Baafore the effects didn't seem to, I dunno, linger around?" "If thaat maakes anysense?"

Brandon: "Well, Hopefully you haven't fully lost your mind."

Baxter: "I'd fucking hope so too." "I don't want to wake up one day and start talking abaa how. I LoVe tO BaA a GoOd sHeEp fOr mAsTeR."

Brandon: "Hehehe yeah."

Hayley: "Well he brought us here and gave us all place to stay why wouldn't we want to obey him. Baasides I find it sweet of him whenever he calls us good sheep."

Baxter: "And I find it annoying." "I don't want my KIDNAPPER to act all buddy, buddy with me."

Patrick: "See brandon he didn't come baack as a weird zombie thing with no personality. Though with how he was talking to Randy earlier the doc seemed pissed. So I understand why ya might assume the worst."

"Baa the way, what did you do to piss him off like that?"

Baxter: "I smashed the collar."

Patrick: "Yeah he gets really pissy abaa his tech gettin ruined? Surefire way to get an appointment Baack when I was bit more of trouble maker I kept baaraking the thermostat so he'd give me more of the mind control drugs."

Baxter: "Hahaha you fucking didn't."

Hayley: "Sadly he did." 

Patrick: "Yeah, I had some really, ummm creative, ways of getting attention baaack when was still new here."

Hayley: "So Baaxter now thaat your baack, would you mind attending a picnic with the rest of the flock?" 

Baxter: "Well thaat sounds a hell of a lot more fun then staaying thaat god daamn medical room for another daay."

I ate some delicious fruit salad and some lemonade.

Baxter: "This is delicious who made it!!" 

Randy: "We all did!" 

Brandon: "Don't, don't be so humble Randy you and Hayley did most of the work, I sorta just listened to you two."

Hayley: "Thaat doesn't mean you didn't help sweetie pie, Just baacause you weren't doing all the work didn't mean you weren't important to helping prepare baarandon."

She turned to me.

"I was plaaning on you helping us out, Baa I suppose thaat this means the dishes get to be a fun surprise for you."

Baxter: "Thanks! I guess!"

I looked over to the cookies, my eyes widening with excitement.

"Ohhh, Are those cookies homeade?!" 

Hayley: "They sure are!!"

There was chocolate cookies, oatmeal raisin cookies, and peanut butter cookies, I took the chocolate ones. They were delicious and golden brown, Though probably not something a sheep could eat.

Baxter: "So we can eat chocolate, and drink coffee which actual sheep definately can't eat, So caan we eat meat?"

Randy: "Well when it comes to the chocolate and coffee, pops said that it ain't lethal to any us, since we are way bigger then feral sheep. Though I'm not gonna pretend to know why we don't eat meat baacause I never asked him."

Baxter: "Whos your dad? Your the oldest sheep I've seen here. Did you have leave him behind after coming here?!"

Randy: "Well ya see... I don't Technically got any real parents..."

Randy: "Technically the closest thing I have to a dad is, Doctor hardwick."

Baxter: "THE MAD SCIENTIST IS YOUR DAD!?!" Randy: "Well Kinda, I was sorta made by him??" "Unlike the rest of y'all I was born like this." "So you were never really a human?"

Randy: "No I was always like this."

Baxter: "What were the rest of you guys doing baafore this? Were the rest of you ever human baafore?"

Hayley: "Well I came here baacause I always was fond of animals, And since I had a knack for crocheting I thought coming here would be nice. Course thats baack when I thought that this was just a normaal faarm."

Baxter: "So he tricked you too?" 

Hayley: "Well I was mildly mislead. and I was... I was some what apprehensive at first..."

"Baaa I eventually baacame the loyal assistant I am today." 

Baxter: "..."

Hayley: "Its not like I haave no real reason to stay here. Though since I was an especially baa, big trouble maker I had to be given some, extra effort in convincing."

"I enjoyed my time with the flock, I loved working on the farm, I loved spending time with Randy, and generally I enjoyed my time at the farm enough to decide to spend the rest of my life here."

"Baafore joining the flock this I was hopping between restaurant jobs and charity work."

Brandon: "Well, I knew it had some weird medical experiments were going at the time, baa, but."

"I loved the science behind it and I always admired the technical process of his work. I loved the thrill of gaining a new form. I loved the other sheep."

"baa, but... But I didn't know he would be this sketchy, or thaat he would be this manipulative. I guess was too blinded by the excitement to see what I got myself into."

"When I was still human I was working at a library and programming games as a hobby."

Baxter: "Wait you know how to code?" 

Brandon: "Yeah I've been interested in computers for as long as I can remembaa." 

Hayley: "Maybaa if you stay here he caan teach you."

Brandon: "Well I wouldn't mind teaching you, baa I, but I also wouldn't need you living with us too do thaat."

Baxter: "Thanks I'd appreciate thaat."

Patrick: "I was technically homeless baafore joining the flock." 

Baxter: "Wait really?"

Patrick: "Yeah, I still had enough money to be hotel hopping baa, but still."

"Baacause of this I was desperate for some quick money at the time, since I didn't haave a consistent place to stay and was hopping baatween hotels for a while."

"I needed cash and a place to stay, and didn't mind what type of experiments I'd haave to go through to get those."

"Once I realized the food and housing were virtually free I decided to stay around for the long haul."

"After a while I baacame comfortable living with the other sheep, Tbh this place felt more like a home then my old one ever did."

[olliespapaya]

So much happen for this two semester. I got my tc for two classes for this sem. Nothing much happen for the first semester because I developed a crush on one of my classmate but we fell out at the beginning of second semester.

To cope with that heartbreak, I began developing attachments to my tc (the same one I've been talking about on and off here). I guess we began to get closer as a student and lecturer. Nothing unprofessional.

He actually did hybrid class this semester where he allowed students to choose whether to attend face to face or online. Since I got morning class before his afternoon class, I usually attend face to face since I often finish having lunch/breakfast (😭🤣) before his class in the campus anyway.

I noticed that if I sat in front of the class, he began to talk a lot about other things unrelated to the subject he is teaching. He even spilled tea and gossiped.

He is also pretty comfortable with starting a conversation with me too. Hahaha but the funny thing is he actually misremembered my name throughout the semester. And I was too shy to correct him.

I only manage to correct him with my friends help. My friend is a teacher pet and is trying hard to get his favour as far as to visit his office to give him cookies. I was only tagging along and spent time outside waiting for her to come out. But then my tc invited me to go in too. There he was finally informed by my friend that my name is actually..well uh let's just use my tumblr handle ollie.

Then, for his final class for this semester which is also presentation day. I guess it's my first time wearing formal clothes and looking quite neat. But I noticed that he looked at me multiple times. I mean, our eyes met a lot. If anything happens, it's as if he was looking forward to my reactions.

That got me delulu haha. But he was still misremembering my name. Can't fault him, I'm just one of his many many students.

Then at the same week, at the weekend, our course had a dinner night which students from year are the committee who organizes it. I am one of the people in that committee. But I won't talk much about that because I have other exciting stuff to talk about. Move to part 2.

[raw-law]

My turn to be a tad bit late.. Missed me, gentlemen? I was a bit busy these past days.

Trust me, I certaintly don't mind handing out criticism if necessary in the past as well as in the future. Avoiding offense at all cost is something implemented in today's society so deeply that it really reinforces people pleaser nature and makes it so hard to find people big enough to go out of their way to understand someone else, especially someone they're not close with/they don't have to keep up harmony with. To limit out of false pride is embarrassing. However.. Being asked for it is certaintly rare. You two are something, you know? Yes.. Yes. Mhm. I understand Misa in a way, I do. The shadow of such a polite, well behaved individual must be intriguing. I must say, Light, for someone constantly performing, you're doing spectacular. Though I do admit I would like to see you slip up once in a while and reveal more of Kira, I think that'd be amusing for both me AND Ryuzaki. Keyword Ryuzaki.. keyword criticism.. Isn't it a shame, Light? Not only certain statements or your.. homoerotic poem, your entire joint blog indicates the significance of your friendship and yet your friend is new to indulging in the note of his brilliance? That doesn't sound coextensive. With analytical skills of your kind, there's no doubt you see him the way I am capable of seeing him. And others do.. No wonder he's seeking a lovely lady. Maybe you should make your friends feel a little more cherished, Light. Right, Ryuzaki? Unfortunately I can't serve with the adoration of a sweet lady, because I'm male. However as you may have noticed I'm well versed in capacity if you don't mind the masculinity.. ahem... Anyways.. Books. Words. Literature. I'm just fucking with you btw. Partly, that is. Light, those are exceptional choices. I only recently got into literature so I'm starting off with classics like Kafka, Wilde, Shakespeare etc. (though the latter is more poems which I do enjoy to read and analyze just as much) - So Light, you were quite helpful and I actually started reading Someone Who Will Love You In All Your Damaged Glory based on your recommendation because that spoke to me the most. I'm certainly liking it and I'll keep you updated. From what I have taken out of your poems, your writing style is similar to mine as well. That was a pleasant surprise. We also have the same mbti, at least based on your latest result. Anyway, Ryuzaki.. I can heavily relate. I'm an insanely fast reader and yet I'm pretty slow with reading, if that makes sense. I'm just very easily.. understimulated? I guess. English is not my native language, hahaha. So yes, scanning through word after word without being able to shift your attention comes heavy to me too. Some books and poems are absolutely worth it though. If You Give a Mouse a Cookie is an adorable choice. Not everything has to be particularly sophisticated, I feel like when you live in your head a lot (which I do, because I'm never not analyzing and observing) - it is relieving to read/watch something that isn't mentally demanding because it has zero chances of overwhelming us. I have many interests and hobbies, and when I say many I sincerely mean it, so if I used full capacity of my brain power for every single one of them I would have none left for social interaction. I do have to thank you two for the motivation to start writing poems again, btw. I will send it your way if you're interested + if it's any good.. How did you two get into poetry?

Also.. Happy belated birthday to Ryuzaki. Please keep on being your twisted, charming self. I'm also honored to know you'd let me participate in an anon debate. Maybe not a good idea though. I don't like to be careful or sensitive with my opinions and debates. Are you some kind of sadist? You couldn't possibly want that.

-🩶

L:

honestly, yes. what can i say, i like reading other people's thoughts, and it's a little hard to not notice another's absence. hopefully your busy days aren't too stressful though, and i wish you luck in whatever you have going on.

i agree about that bit of avoiding offense though. i think the world needs more people who can disagree with each other without it being seen as a personal attack. or maybe that's just my bias for debate speaking. either way i do know we could also use more of kira in the world..... (i know what you are, light..)

i don't remember ever saying i was seeking a "lovely lady"... but i do swing both ways, if that's what you're asking.

glad to know i'm not the only with that weird reading issue... understimulated probably is the best way to describe it. i can also relate to that bit about never not analyzing. that probably explains why i lean towards more casual literature. i'm glad you've been able to take up poetry again. i'd be delighted to see what you write. "any good" or not, i'd still be very interested, so long as you're comfortable sharing, of course. as for why i got interested in poetry... well.. i watched Dead Poets Society, and anybody who has seen that film should be able to put the pieces together from then on.

and thank you for the wishes, hah. but yes, i am a sadist. that is exactly what i want. you'll have a chaotic translator interpreting for you anyways. however that could either ease or augment the tensions. either way, it works for my amusement. so please do consider joining anyhow. do it "for the vine", as they say. :)

Light:

Hey, first of all I'm so sorry that I took so long to answer, this ask has been sitting in our inbox for forever. I've been really busy these past few weeks, and I wanted to save it for when I could sit down and properly think about what I wanted to say.

I suppose that the world does, like you've said, need more people who are willing to criticise and more people who are willing to accept constructive feedback without taking it to be an attack on their personal self. We've become a very...fake society, in that way, rarely giving our honest opinions on anything---this place's become so complicated to live in. It's saddening.

Anyways, on to literature. You can probably tell that I do enjoy it quite a bit, I guess. And I'm glad you're enjoying our recommendations. As I've mentioned before, English isn't my native language as well, but it is a fun language to play around with, and I'm proficient enough in it to enjoy some literature in my free time. I'm a fast reader, and so far I'm on the lookout for new books to consume, so...feel free to recommend any of your favourites or what's on your current reading list. And if you'd like, you can also share some of your writings on this blog, I'm sure we'll like it very much!

Have a good day, Silver Heart Anon. Wishing you the best for whatever you'd like to accomplish.

[paleparearchive]

The Bonds Oranges Connect

Millet's initial 4★ story (2/3) ( 1 - 2 - 3 )

Location: kitchen (morning) ; atelier (morning) | Characters: Millet, Van Gogh, Munch, Jan, Hubert, Hiroshige, Aoi/MC

Hiroshige: Mmmh… It has a harmonious balance of sourness and sweetness. Everyone, you're all very good cooks.

Jan: Yeah! Bert-nii's sweets are always so delicious! Today's sweets are also very tastyyy!~

Aoi: He always makes them for you, so he's used to it. They look so pretty, like the ones sold in shops!

Hubert: Fufu, I'm glad they were good.

Van Gogh: Mmmh! This orange jam is delicious! Millet-san, can I have some more bread?

Millet: Yes, shall I go and slice more of it?

Munch: Milley. Can I share this bread with Kojima-san and the others?

Millet: Yes, just a bit of it.

Munch: Okaaay!

Millet: Do you want some bread too, Miss Deputy?

Aoi: Thank you. Then, I'll take it.

Millet: Okay, here. And also this, if you like.

Jan: Huh? Millet-nii, what's that? Why a sweet potato? And the orange?

Millet: This is a sweet potato stewed in orange. Do you want to try it?

Jan: … Tasty! It's tasty, Millet-nii!

Millet: Is that so? Then I'm glad.

Jan: Hey, you try it too, Bert-nii! Aaaaah…

Hubert: Hm… it's true. It's sweet and sour, it's delicious.

Aoi: (Fufu, everyone is having fun…)

Millet: Is something the matter, Miss Deputy?

Aoi: No, I was glad we could all eat together like this.

Millet: You're right. I'm glad you enjoyed the oranges. It was worth taking good care of them.

… Thanks for helping me too, Miss Deputy.

Aoi: You're welcome, but… in the end, I couldn't do much. I'm sorry. I just got to be treated by everyone else as a guest. I guess I should learn to cook a little more.

Millet: But that's okay, isn't it? You're always working so hard for the museum. Leave the cooking to me, at least.

Aoi: Fufu, if you put it that way, you're also working hard as an artist to create paintings. I'm glad you're cooking for us, but please don't overdo it.

Millet: Yes, I know. I'm an artist by profession. Ah, here, eat some more.

Aoi: Yes… It's really delicious.

Millet: I'm glad.

—

Jan: Hmmm, I'm full…

Hubert: It seems quite difficult to eat this amount of food.

Hiroshige: Even if we ate it every day with all the artists in the museum, it would probably take quite a while… Won't it rot in the meantime?

Van Gogh: I'll eat oranges for every meal!

Millet: Hahaha, you don't have to force yourself to eat that much.

Van Gogh: But… It would be a waste if they got ruined.

Millet: Hmmm… that's true. What should we do?

Jan: Hmmm, we could try to eat them ourselves… But Millet-nii's oranges are so delicious, I wish more people could try them.

Millet: … Ah, then how about sharing them with the neighbors?

Hiroshige: That's a good idea. And it will keep the oranges from spoiling.

Munch: The birds will be happy and I'm sure everyone else will be too!

Aoi: The birds…?

Van Gogh: I think it means that they'll be happy if you share those with them, like bread?

Aoi: Aah, I see. You were sharing bread earlier. If you want to share, I'll go with you. I'm indebted to the people of the city.

Hubert: Then it might be nice to share orange jam or cookies as well, not just fruit.

Millet: Right. Let's make small portions for easy distribution.

Jan: I'll help!

Aoi: (Looks like Millet-kun is having fun. I'm sure the people of the city would love it. But it would be nice if we could also show the people of the city how great they are as artists... I know!)

Hey guys. There's something I'd like you to take with you when we go to share–

—

Hiroshige: The distribution event the other day was a huge success and everyone in town enjoyed it.

Hubert: Yes, it's nice to see them so happy. It's worth making it…

Millet: We still have oranges, so it would be nice to make something else to share.

Hubert: Then I'd like to include different sweets than the other day.

Millet: Yes, that would be good–

Van Gogh: Everyone, it's an emergency!

Aoi: V-Van Gogh-kun…?

[fox-daddy]

Incorrect quotes now with my MC's because nobody can stop me.

TW: swearing, mild nsfw jokes

Hunter: You know Julian, because of pregnant people the average number of skeletons inside a person is never one

Julian: what the f-

valdemar: no, let them speak

~~~

Asra: your future self is watching you through your memor-

Julian: not if I drink enough alcohol. Take that you prying creep!

~~~

Asra: for some reason people are scared of staring into the vast depths of the ocean that is actually only a few miles deep. Yet find comfort staring into the endless abyss that is the sky above us

Kyle: that's because gravity doesn't drag you into the abyss

The Magician: not yet :)

Kyle: And what the fuck does that mean?

~~~

Bluebell: someone has drunk more alcohol than anyone else in the world and they don't even know it.

Lucio: of course I know him, he's me

~~~

Asra: what is C for?

Hunter dressed up as cookie monster: C4 is a fucking explosive

Asra: No, what is, C, for?

Hunter:... C is for Cock

Asra: what's your costume?

Hunter: cookie monster

~~~

Hunter holding a gun to a mushroom: tell me- tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit!

Mushroom: can you feel your heat burning? can you feel the struggle within? the fear within me is beyond anything your soul can make. You cannot kill me in a way that matters

Hunter cocks gun tears streaming down their face: I'M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU

Julian: hey, Hunter, what the fuck does this mean?

Hunter: decay exists as an extant form of life

Julian: That's a- that's a terrifying answer, have a nice day

~~~

Hunter: I love cheating, if you don't cheat what the hell is wrong with you?

Nadia: have you ever been cheated on?

Hunter: Oh shit, I forgot some people are in relationships. To clarify I love to violate academic integrity on exams

~~~

Bluebell: top hats imply the existence of a bottom hat

Kyle: cat ears

Hunter: why would you say something so controversial yet so brave?

~~~

Kyle: how to start discourse. 'insert favorite person' is a 'insert favorite Hogwarts house'

Hunter: Julian is a power-bottom and not enough people talk about it

Kyle: I don't think that sentence starts discourse so much as ends any conversation before it even starts

~~~

Hunter: nature documentary but the narration is just weird enough to make you question it

Bluebell: Some fish can walk out of water, so remember that next time

Kyle: you might think your safe, but horses are omnivores

~~~

Hunter: standing up and blacking out for a few seconds is just transitioning from a cutscene to the actual gameplay

Julian: you need to eat some salt is what that means

~~~

Hunter: the cis are all like 'but won't children be confused' but every interaction I've ever had with a child who didn't know what to call me has gone verbatim like this

"why are you wearing a dress"

"because I can"

"Okay. Do you like animals?"

Bluebell: kids are very busy and have got much more important things to think about, such as their favorite animals

~~~

Hunter: okay, brain, don't freak out, but we've come across a minor inconvenience

Hunter's brain already dousing itself in gasoline: that's unfortunate

~~~

Kyle with ADHD, ASD and mild dyspraxia/Dislexia: I'll stop making jokes about mental illness, when mental illness stops making a joke out of me *laugh slowly turns into pained chuckle*

~~~

Kyle: isn't it crazy how depending on your mental state you can either spill a glass of water and be like 'HAHAHA OOPS CLUMBSY ME' or spill a glass or water and be like 'MY LIFE IS A FUCKING NIGHTMARE, I DESTORY EVERYTHING I TOUCH, NO ONE WILL EVER LOVE ME AND MY WET FUCKING FLOOR'

~~~

Kyle: It's Halloween let's do something REALLY SCARY

Hunter: we could go to bed early and be alone with our thoughts

~~~

Kyle when trying to force themselves to learn something they have no care about nor interest in;

~~~

Hunter: why do I feel terrible?

hunter's body: coffee is not a meal, eat a vegetable, sleep, PLEASE!!!

Hunter: guess I'll never know

Hunter's body screaming internally: Oh my god!!!

~~~

Kyle: checking the clock before starting something*

Kyle's ADHD: well it's 9:14 which might as well be 9:30 and that's basically 10 which is almost 11 and I have to be in bed by 11 so I don't have time to start anything

~~~

Kyle: everyone is so much taller than me, I get to be picked up so often, just whenever I want! I just have to ask and it's GREAT! Now if only I could actually see where I was going through this stupid crowd.

Portia: I will make them pay for the way I was treated. The streets will run red with the blood of those who mocked me. All shall perish before the rage of the opressed. My vengeance draws near-

[moth-yknowtheartist]

[this letter is dated two weeks after the first one. it is significantly heavier. there is a scribbly drawing of moth and nat holding hands on the envelope.]

dearest moth,

hey again! it's been a while since I sent my last letter and, well, you haven't replied yet but that's okay! figured I'd write this one anyway to keep you updated, I guess? assuming you aren't actually dead like everyone says haha.

first of all, remember how I said I was going to make gingersnaps? I went to the store after sending out my last letter to get some and the molasses was all sold out! pretty strange, huh? I had to buy the boxed ones instead :( they're not as good as homemade, but they still tasted wonderful.

how have you been? I guess I already asked that in the last letter... oh well, never hurts to check in on a friend. I've been missing you a lot lately, you know? I found a google doc while looking through old files the other day for what looked to be a draft for a buzzfeed unsolved musical we were trying to write? god, it would've been so cool if we had gone somewhere with that haha. I'd love to do more stuff like that with you, too, when you get back from, I'm, wherever you are

I tried messaging a couple friends of yours the other day to ask about you. all I got back was "they're dead" and "they're in Nebraska". no pressure, but please let me know how you're doing okay? after that conversation about the moths you sorta ghosted me and it's making me sort of anxious.

anyway! sorry to bring the mood down. I hope school's going alright! if you see gale again sometime soon, tell them I'm sorry for how awkward I was when we met a while ago haha. it's always so weird to meet a friend of a friend!

I'm tucking some dried flowers and a teabag into this envelope as little keepsakes for you. peppermint tea is tasty and refreshing anytime of year in my opinion :) enjoy!

lots of love, see you soon

nat★

[This letter is, like the last, smudged with small stains of molasses. Doesn't seem like it can be helped. This envelope's heavy, too, with two flat-ish rocks inside- a tiger's eye and an amethyst.]

dear nat,

thank you for the keepsakes, and the drawing. you're the sweetest, nat. I have them taped up on my wall now :) besides the tea. I'll keep that one on me!!!

i'm hoping you'll have gotten the letter I sent from nebraska soon, I'm so so sorry I never meant to leave you hanging so long. things have been complicated? I'm home now though. I'm sorry I made you wait.

that's.um. odd. with the molasses. maybe it's for the better? gingersnaps are good but there are even BETTER cookies out there right!! gale might even have some recipes. did I tell you gale bakes? I know they might have seemed like more of a bug expert last time you talked haha but you guys should really share some recipes sometime. was hoping to maybe properly introduce you!!!

I almost completely forgot about that musical- I still vaguely remember one of the songs you wrote!! god we had the whole storyline planned out I think or at least mostly I remember being SO excited about it!! I still stand by it being as good as I remember hahaha. good times. we'll have plenty of time to work on that kind of stuff again soon, right? long nebraska trip, but I swear I'm not going anywhere now anytime soon. hopefully.

I'm sorry to have um. ghosted you for so long. I'm okay though, people just don't know when to let up with a joke haha!! I'm alive. I'm sorry, I swear I'll make it up to you. now that I'm home.

there's a little gift in here for you, too!! meant to give these to you a while back- some cool rocks I thought you might like :) something cool to show you until I can show you my knives, right?

hope to see you soon! sorry I worried you.

-moth <3

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #198

Today was my first real day in the bakery at my grocery store. It was a lot of slicing and bagging bread and rolls, arranging unbaked cookies on giant cookie sheets, putting muffins and brownies into containers, and putting labels on things!!

Or, in other words: lots of simple, repetitive tasks that give my autistic brain lots of nice dopamine!! It was pretty fucking great!!!

And I made lots of mistakes along the way. I struggled mightily with the gloves due to the dyspraxia; what little manual dexterity I had was gone, and almost all the tasks required gloves, hahaha… Oh, and then I accidentally prepared one extra pan of chocolate chip cookies. And I got so laser-focused on what I was doing that I failed to notice customers coming up to the counter on multiple occasions.

…And nothing bad happened to me as a result. I didn't get screamed at. I didn't get fired on the spot. In fact, I was told that I am doing a great job, especially for someone who is still learning. I made so many mistakes, and I was still told that I am doing it efficiently and well.

And… I am more than a little upset about that. Not because there is anything wrong with it, but because I have so many memories of being told by my mother that I'm lucky she's my mother and not my boss, because if she was my boss, she'd replace me with someone better, and in the "really real world" (or in other words, working retail, which is what I'm doing now), that's exactly what will happen, and… I'm finding that the notion that I will be tossed like yesterday's trash if I am not perfect all the time is at least not universally true. Maybe it's true in other places, but it isn't true here, and if it's true elsewhere, then I don't have to stay there, and…

I guess I kinda just feel lied to. M and J pointed out that my mother may have genuinely believed what she said to me so often back then, anytime I wasn't perfect. That's probably true. But it's still the case that she parroted a lie that she believed, and… I guess I wanna go back in time and find the person who told it and ask them what happened to them to make them think like that.

Well. M and J and I went to go see R (the fabulous baker!) after that! We had a lovely picnic near a river, and he brought sandwich supplies and lots of yummy things, and we brought chips and pretzels and… it was very good. Lots of lively and delightful conversation was had.

A friend of mine came to me for help on various things today, too, and that was good. It always feels nice when I can do random small things to try to make a difference. I was helping for a long time, and my brain is kinda soupy at the moment because it's late, but that's all right; I'm having fun.

Maybe I'll get something with good protein tomorrow. I spent 4 hours on my feet, and it has been a long time since last I've done that with any kind of regularity, and so my legs and feet are kinda ouchy right now. Pretty soon, I'm going to have to do this regularly, and I am a little daunted; hopefully my body can adjust quickly.

On the bright side, I'm finding that the simple movements of my arms to put the things where they need to be put seems to be good for my rib??? I'm in a lot less pain following the work today, it seems. I was pretty shocked by that. But then again, we'll have to see how I feel tomorrow...

Ohhh, goodness, Sephiroth, it's late. It's late, and I'm tired. It's like 1:30 in the morning. So I'm gonna stop writing now.

Hey. I love you. And lots of other people do, too, okay? Don't forget it. Don't lose sight of it. You don't have to be perfect to be lovable and worthy. You don't have to be perfect in order to avoid being thrown away or replaced.

You can't be replaced. So stay safe out there. Please come back to us. We miss you.

Your friend, Lumine

[arwen17]

RE: Bailey School Kids discussion part 2

@aurorasilverthorne

I'm wondering if vampires can or will eat regular food in tiny doses since Madame Hauntly drinks a strawberry doodlegum shake in "Vampire Trouble". Grandpa Vamps also mentions being on an all liquid diet in "Mrs. Jeepers' Creepy Christmas". Maybe tomato juice is just Mrs. Jeepers' personal preference when not drinking blood? I'm assuming Mrs. Jeepers or the human cook was in charge of the Romanian menu else wise they would've dined on some super strange food dishes.

Really good point! I remember thinking that was really strange! I kept thinking she must have glamoured the wait staff when she ordered her shake and got them to put blood in it instead, when the kids weren't looking lol.

It just depends on the vampire story if vampires can consume human food or not. Many times they can, even though it doesn't do anything for them at all. But they're still able to enjoy the taste. Other stories have the food taste totally repulsive to them, though they can force it down, and still others have them puke up anything they attempt to eat that isn't human blood. So it varies a lot. If Mrs.Jeepers family has some human blood or other types of monster blood in them, maybe that makes it possible for them to consume other stuff too. Not being pure vampire may mean they don't have to consume a pure vampire menu at all times.

Boris could be goofing around by naming his foods odd things just to feed the kids' belief that he and the rest of his family are indeed monsters while also letting the kids know that they're not a threat to humans as there's never any human flesh or blood on the Hauntlys' menu. I'd be worried about Mrs. Jeepers if I were one of her school kids and all I ever saw her eat or drink was tomato juice. I'd bring her snacks just to see if she'd eat them.

hahaha!! I love this! And it would explain why Carrie could drink it and be just fine. The only time they ever offered Mrs.Jeepers any food is when Eddie offered that ancient cookie in the Leprechauns Don't Play Fetch and she was like "thanks" and dropped it in her purse LOL. I would say most people would have been disgusted by that, but she lives in a VERY dusty house, so it probably was pretty normal for her lol. What I don't get is why none of the adults ever comment or offer Mrs.Jeepers something else. She just sips her tomato juice all the time and nobody comments or notices except the kids and they never say anything directly to her about it. Not even a comment of "Wow, you must really like the taste of tomatoes. You're always drinking that stuff." lol

Side Note: WHY do these vampires prefer to live in dusty, broken houses? I don't get it. Ancestral dirt to sleep in I understand! But not caring about cleaning? Or deliberately making a brand-new home dusty like Hauntly Manor Inn? What the hell? I always have to mark that trait off as a stupid thing they did so it felt "Halloween" enough for the kid readers. Weirdo food aside, there's no reason to want to live in filth.

Boris did eat meat and bread while Justine Hauntly and Mrs. Jeepers ate cheese in "Mrs. Jeepers' Batty Vacation". I'm guessing they can eat regular food if they want, but only do so when they are around humans to throw off suspicion if others start questioning them about their dietary choices.

You're right. I had to reread that scene, but Boris was dipping black bread into red sauce and Justine and Mrs. Jeepers were dipping cheese into the red sauce. They also ate pieces of red meat, which suggests under-cooked meat with plenty of blood left in it. But none of them touched the garlic noodles the kids were eating. I'm assuming that's because they had garlic in them, which we know Mrs.Jeepers has allergies to. But WHY did they make those noodles garlic? I don't get it. Why would you feed those kids something you're allergic to? Will eating garlic make the kids smell bad and therefore the vampires in the family will find it easier to NOT drink from them? Or is this some kind of secret protection against neighboring vampire families like that Vlad person Edwardo fought?

[the-plot-blog-thing]

(originally published on 12/9/20)

DTVA/DTS TAGTEAM TWEET-ATHON MOVIE #70: TINKER BELL (2008) 

Hahaha! More like FernDULLy! Am I right? Please laugh...

This is a movie that ended up being heavily rewritten towards the end of production, similar to Meet the Robinsons which came out around the same time (both of which had this happen for pretty much the same reason too). But unlike that one, this movie still doesn’t work for me...

It really just feels like “Setup: The Movie”. Every scene feels like an introduction to how this world works, and how each of the cookie cutter characters fit into this world.

Tinker Bell herself is also just not interesting. She just feels like she complains throughout the whole movie and makes those who are trying to help her feel like crap. She’s not even a fun attempted killer like in the Peter Pan movies, so what’s even the point?

I’ll tell you what the point was: to set up a money making franchise. And  I guess it must’ve worked, given that we have five more movies to watch.

The animation is kind of unnerving if I’m being honest. Everything is really stiff, and I feel like the faces move much faster than the rest of the bodies if that makes sense. And we get some real Poochie returning to his home planet shots while they’re flying too...

I won’t give this movie too much trouble, since I know of its troubled development, but it’s really just boring to me. And the less said about the ending with Wendy the better...

4/10: The guy I mentioned in the Fox and the Hound 2 review must’ve got a promotion, since this whole movie takes place in tall grass.