#we've suffered enough don't ya think

[phil-the-destroyer-of-worlds]

many terrible things can happen in season 3 but if crowley calls the kiss a "mistake" i might disintegrate

[mspopstar]

Okay! Now what would happen if you locked Kirby, Shadow Kirby, Keeby and the other Kirbys in the same room?

KE: "Kirby! Hello!!! Where are we?!? Is this some kind of game!!!"

KB: "Ah, an' Keeby's finally awaken."

SK: "Took you long enough, now that everyone has arisen. We can begin to investigate our trapping."

KU: "What the hell is goin' on here anyways! I was busy takin' a nap and now I'm here, talk about rude, right? Right, Kirby?"

KB: "Right, Kusa. Well, I'm not too sure about what's goin' on myself... It's a bit odd isn't it."

AKAA: "..."

SK: "Do you think we've been kidnapped?"

KB: "Heeeh? I don't know? Probably. I'm makin' guesses but I can't think of anyone who'd do this."

SKB: "What do you mean?"

KB: "Bein' in a white room doesn't really strike as my greatest Nightmare so it can't be the Nightmare Wizard either. We're awake and if he had a evil plan he would make it way more extravagant..''

SKB: "Anyone else that piques your thoughts?"

KB: "Can't be Yin-Yarn, we're not made out of yarn and this room does NOT feel like pants. Necrodeus can't be behind this 'cause he'd also just kill us all too. Can't be Taranza, he's too preoccupied with Sectonia and he'd rather torture me for days on end than kill us... Probably wouldn't involve any of ya'll. Susie... Susie wouldn't do this kind of thing I think and if it was her we'd already have broken out of this cage. Gryll would rather challenge ya' than trap ya' and I haven't eaten Salt, Pepper and the other one so I haven't a clue why'd I have that stinkin' witch's ire... Kracko isn't strong enough to pull something like this off....Neither is Whispy"

KU: "Woah, that sounds like... A LOT! I'm gonna take a nap, so..."

SKB: "Any other ideas, Kirby?"

KB: "Can't be Dark Crafter cause... We're all smooth. Hyness is out of the question, he promised me he wouldn't do anythin' evil. Marx is the same as Nightmare, this too borin' for him to do. Too weak too."

SKB: "How... How many people hate you?"

KB: "A lot. Ah. Hate... This is Zero ain't it."

SKB: "Wh..Who?"

KB: "No, no, no... Agh. He's... He's like Dark Mind but actually a threat! Your world's Zero's him I think. Anyways, Dark Mind wasn't that big of a deal but Zero... Zero's a big deal. I hope it ain't him. But... we're in a white room. Thinkin' about it now this seems like somethin' he'd do. Guy lives off of makin' people suffer so trappin' us in a prison with no food, water, or anything really makes sense. He's literally gonna bore us to death an' probably feed off of the resultin' sadness from that... Awh, an' he's probably gone an' messed up Pop Star while we're here. Crap."

SKB: "...I hope it isn't that but let's calm down first."

SKB: "You, yellow one. Why are you covered in blood? What do you remember last before coming here?"

KB: "It's Keeby, Shadow!"

KEB: "Hihihi! I had a really fun cage match!!! Knuckle Joe said he'd take me out for a huuuuge super mega, ultra deluxe, beef bowl with ramen if I won so I went all out! Guess I got a lil' too excited cause then I went an' passed out an' now I'm here."

KB: "Ah, sounds like ya' won. Good job!"

SKB: "Affirmative. Here I appeared closing my eyes during yet another arduous training session with Meta Knight."

KB: "Eh? Nuh-uh! He was doing his afternoon patrol-y thinー"

SKB: "My Meta Knight, you ingrate."

KU: "...I was playin' around at the Dedede Resort Casino. Y'know, pinball and then I decided to take a nap by the beach after a hefty loss. Then I woke up here. Well. Wake me up once you've figured out an escape plan an' all that."

KB: "Awh, that sounds like a lotta fun, ya' have to invite me sometime. I found myself here cause Gooey licked my face to get at a fish I had and I had to rub my face real hard to get all that slobbery stuff off. When I opened my eyes, I was here!"

SKB: "That's it? you were licked by that infernal pet of yours and then you closed your eyes and that's how you appeared in this room?"

KB: "Heey, Gooey's not my pet he's my friend! What about it?"

SKB: "Well, Kusa and Keeby found themselves here after sleeping. You and I simply...blinked. Akaabi over there... I don't know. What I'm getting at is that there's no connection."

KB: "Geez, you know now that I'm thinkin' about it... If I had known we'd all meet up like this I'd have packed a picnic basket or lunch or somethin'."

KEB: "Yummy!!!"

SKB: "By the stars, Kirby, you're right... This is terrible."

KB: "Heh? What, ya' don't like picnics?"

SKB: "No, you daft fool. Food. We're going to starve in here."

KU: "GAH, DON'T EVEN SAY THAT!!!"

SIX HOURS LATER...

AKAA: "here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here--"

SKB: "Akaabi, please."

KEB: "Loop numba' 3236, loop numba' 3237, loop numba' 3238, loop numba' 3239, loop numba' 3240, loop numba' 3241, loop numba' 3242, loop numba' 3243, loop numba' 3244, loop numba' 3245, loop numba' 3246, loop numba' 3247, loop numba' 3248, loop numba' 3249, loop numba' 3250, loop numba' 3251, loop numba' 3252, loop numba' 3253, loop numba' 3254, loop numba' 3255, loop numba' 3256, loop numba' 3257, loop numba' 3258, loop numba' 3259, loop numba' 3260, loopー""

SKB: "Keeby, please."

SKB: "Kirby...?" KB: "Yes, Shadow?" SKB: "We're not dead, right?" KB: "No... I don't even think that's possible, right?" SKB: "Everything and anything will inevitably die."

KB: "...Huh. Probably not. Why're askin'?"

SKB: "Well..."

KB: "Hhmm?"

KEB: "ーnumba' 3261, loop numba' 3262, loop numba' 3263, loop numba' 3264, loop numba' 3265, loop numba' 3266, loop numba' 3267, loop numba' 3268, loop numba' 3269, loop numba' 3270, loop numba' 3271, loop numba' 3272, loop numba' 3273, loop numba' 3274, loop numba' 3275, loop numba' 3276, loop numba' 3277, loop numba' 3278, loop numba' 3279, loop numba' 3280, loop numba' 3281, loop numba' 3282, loop numba' 3283, loop numba' 3284, loop numba' 3285ー"

KU: "SNOOOOOOOOOOOOOORREEEEEEEEEEー"

AKAA: "here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta hereー"

SKB: "I have done a lot of terrible things, and I have a sinking feeling that this is my personal Hell. Maybe when I was training with Meta Knight, instead of dodging properly, he halved me. Thus, for my slothful behavior and negligence leading to the harm of many before you showed up... This, this is my punishment. If so, I give my regards to Lord Morpho. She truly has outdone herself this time."

KB: "Hmmn. I don't know. This doesn't seem like a punishment, don't it?"

SKB: "That, that right there is why I'm on edge and close to losing my mind! Stop it!"

KB: "Heeh? What'd I do!?"

SKB: "How can you be so... so calm?!"

KB: "Hm. It's a little bad, yes, but I'm surrounded by friends and I always manage to get out of these sit-chyuu-waytions, don't I?"

AKAA: "here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here I gotta get outta here ー"

KEB: "numba' 3286, loop numba' 3287, loop numba' 3288, loop numba' 3289, loop numba' 3290, loop numba' 3291, loop numba' 3292, loop numba' 3293, loop numba' 3294, loop numba' 3295, loop numba' 3296, loop numba' 3297, loop numba' 3298, loop numba' 3299, loop numba' 3300, loop numba' 3301, loop numba' 3302, loop numba' 3303, loop numba' 3304, loop numー"

SKB: "AKAABI, KEEBY, CUT IT OUT!!!"

SKB: "Is it impossible for you still yourself for more than a second you spaz?!?"

AKAA: "...No."

SKB: "And you, be quiet! Nobody wants to hear that. I tolerated you licking off your own blood and babbling like an animal but if you continue that jabbering, you'll see a real animal!"

KEB: "Hii－! Scary!"

KB: "Shadow, calm down."

SKB: "Don't refer to me as Shadow, refer to me as Kirby! I hate this! Stuck with a bunch of lesser beings!"

KB: "...Well, I can't do that cause I'm Kirby. So calm down, okay?"

SKB: "H-How can I? I'm trapped with you and them and I'm stuck, and I can't go home a-and andー"

KB: "Shadow, it's gonna be fine. I'm sure of it! Totally sure! 100% positive!"

SKB: "How?"

KB: "Cause I belive in myself and my selves!"

SKB: "It's BELIEVE! BELIEVE YOU ASS!!! I'm not YOURS either!"

KB: "Anyways, chillax Shadow. I've figured out a way to get out of here!

SKB: "...."

KEB: "Ooh, ooh! Me too!"

KB: "Aren't ya' gonna ask how?"

SKB: "...How?"

KB: "It's a bit of a hunch, and I feel like dumb for not realizin' earlier but couldn't we just warp outta here?"

SKB: Can... Can the Warp Star even make it here? Wherever here is?"

KB: "I dunno, better to try than do nothin'! Plus, ya' gotta remember. The farther we are, the faster it is! Dedede said it can build up an huuuge amount of speed but then he started talkin' maths so I tuned it out!"

SKB: "Well... If that is the case, I suppose it could work. Go ahead and call it."

KB: "WAAAAARRRRRRPPPPPP STARRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

KB: "Now we wait."

SKB: "Wait, wait, wait! ...Kirby."

KB: "Yeah, Shadow?"

SKB: "Correct me if I'm wrong but... If your Dedede said that the Warp Star increases with speed and force relative to the distance of the summoner, right?"

KB: "Geez, what now Shadow? Can't ya' be happy and wait patiently?"

SKB: "No. It could kill us all. You know how your Warp Star constantly explodes when you land because you don't decrease its fv? Let's say you're summoning it from...20 miles away. That's fine cause the combined velocity and force wouldn't be dangerous.... That'd be like... F⋅v≈1.2075×10^9, right? Anyways, not too big of a deal! Small explosion, very managable."

KB: "Heeeeh?"

SKB: "The force and velocity of your Warp Star expoentially increases relative to the distance of its summon or target, building up lots of energy. That's why they're so dangerous but so quick. So, if we all are far FAR far away. Depending on where we are... if it's then the force and speed of the Warp Star will increase with such an exponential level strength that once it makes impact it will be like standing right next to hundreds of thousands of Bombers exploding all at once."

KB: "Oh I'm sure it'll be fine. Plus maybe it'll break this prison! Win-win!"

SKB: "With us in it."

KB: "P'shaw! It'll be fine! I've been through worse!

SKB: "Kirby."

KUU: "Whaat? We're still here? Lame. What'd I miss"

SKB: "Kirby here is going to harness the infinite power of exponential force of a Warp Star and kill us all"

KB: "Nuh-uh! Shadow's bein' a sourpuss cause he couldn't save the day like he wanted. I'm about to break us out."

KUU: "Well, how long will it take? I'm gettin' sleepy again. Hungry too."

KB: "...I dunno..."

SKB: "Well, there is a positive. It's gonna come here quick. By this point, it will eventually exceed the speed of light and a blazar jet. Perhaps more even. You probably don't know, but it theoretically can travel between dimensions so..."

KB: "So... 'Kirby, you're plan might work?' is what ya' mean to say?"

SKB: "Yes! Yes it will work, it will work and then we will be disentigrated as a celestial object makes impact with the force of travelling past the speed of light."

TEN MINUTES LATER...

AKAA: "Do you all hear that?"

KB, SKB, KEB, KUU, AKAA: "?"

*Piii-------------------------------------------------------!!!!!"

*Krrkk...k..*

KB: "Yay, it's here!!!"

SKB: "..."

KEB: "AHAHAHAAH!!!! BRING IT ONNNNNNN!!!!"

AKAA: "WE'RE GONNA GET OUTTA HERE!!!!"

KUU: "Is it gettin' hot in he-"

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???? LATER...

[how-to-train-your-pomni]

Pomni: So... what exactly are you two? Some sort of... weird, polygonal being Caine created?

Salesperson ENA: Hmm... I must be misunderstanding the meaning of your question. I am the only one you are speaking to. Are you suffering from some sort of delusion? *Perks Up and Smiles Deviously* I know someone who is quite known very well for his extraordinary experience in *Lowly* delusional circumstances.

Pomni, wide eyed: Uh... N-no thank you. I think I'll pass on that.

Ragatha: What my friend here means is... well... How do I put this?

Jax: Ya got two faces, toots.

Ragatha: JAX!

Jax: What? It's literally out in the open! We've seen both sides operate, why am I getting yelled at for asking... Uh... *To ENA* You, pronouns.

Salesperson ENA: Whatever you prefer. And, speaking of sides, perhaps you and your colorful group of collective colleagues would be interested in-

Jax, tuning ENA out: Why am I getting yelled at for helping you two idiots ask them a simple question?

Gangle: Do you work like my mask? One represents Comedy, the other Tragedy.

Salesperson ENA: *Tilts Her Head* Why make such an infaccurate statement? You have only one face, just as I and everyone e- *Goes Silent the Moment Jax Slaps Gangle’s Comedy Mask Off* Oh...

Ragatha: JAX! AGAIN, SERIOUSLY?!

Jax: I was helping Crybaby make a point, Rags.

Gangle, sobbing: I was doing so well...

Kinger: Don't worry, Gangle, it's alright.

Jax: Oh, Kinger, I forgot you were here.

Kinger: *Chuckles* Understandable.

Salesperson ENA: Oh... Oh... *Starting to Glitch* O-o-oh... Oh...! OH! AGH- *Switches With Meanie*

Meanie ENA: *Growls* NICE GOING, ASSHOLES! WHAT, DO YOU FIND SOME SORT OF HUMOR IN PULLING AT MY NERVES?!

Jax: Do you want the honest answer, or...?

Meanie ENA: I WANT WHATEVER ANSWER GIVES ME ENOUGH REASON TO *Pulls Her Megaphone Out of Thin Air* RIP OFF YOUR SKIN AND USE IT AS MY NEXT JACKET, PETER COTTONTAIL!

Jax: Ooh! Intense! I think I like you a lot more than that shifty salesperson side.

Meanie ENA: ARGH! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK-

Jax: Say, speaking of, do either of you happen to know anyone who specializes in military outfits or affairs? Pom-Pom here's been needing a wardrobe change for a while, and it'd only be fitting.

Meanie ENA, visibly shocked: I... M... M... *Grunts and Switches Places With Salesperson ENA*

Salesperson ENA: A fellow militant traveler, you say? Well, why didn't you say so sooner? *Excitedly* I've been gifted a target, you see, and, while it is quite amusing to peruse these lands with a mission, only God truly knows how cravely I've been for someone of similar interests.

Jax, enjoying every second of this: Oh, yeah? Well then, *Shoves Pomni Towards ENA* Sales, meet Pomni. A high ranking officer of her... uh...

Pomni, flatly: Brigade.

Jax: Yeah. That.

Salesperson ENA: *Scuttles Up to Pomni With an Excited Smile* My, my, my! Why, yes; I can see it in your eyes! The undiluted passion to bring forth undeniable justice to your team! The fire, the brimstone, the true Hell on Earth! *As Her Head Floats Closer to Pomni* Shake my hand, fellow soldier. Let me learn and collect the ways of my sister.

Pomni: Uh... Maybe later. Once we've... *Snaps as an Idea Forms* Once we've gathered every bit of intel about this target of yours. *In a Firmer Voice* Tell me, soldier, where is our enemy located?

Salesperson ENA, practically giggling: *With Stars in Both Eyes* Our target rests upon the hills of the mountainous region beyond the waters! *Stands Straight and Salutes* I've completed the first half of the mission, ridding the lands of toxic smoke! *Takes a Second to Stim* I took on jobs of interest along the way, though it is as God intended, for me to be used as a vessel of hope and satisfaction for those surrounding me!

Gangle: That sounds really lonely.

Salesperson ENA: *Shrugs and Looks Back at Pomni* So, my deliciously cucumbered individual-

Ragatha: "Cucumbered individual"???

Salesperson ENA: *Ignoring Ragatha* Blessed be the lord for dropping your presence in my path of justice!

Jax: Yep! Pomni’s definitely gonna help!

Pomni: Wha- We ALL are going to help!

Jax: Nah-uh, I'm not some brainwashed grunt you can tell what to do just because you were a soldier.

Pomni, frustratedly: I was a Strategist who spent years working my way up to be a First Sergeant.

Salesperson ENA: *Gasps in Awe* Where have my manners been? I'm a disgrace of a soldier! Falling behind in my training and dishonoring a Sergeant! Throw me in with the soldiers of yesterday! I plead- Nay, beg for forgiveness, Sir!

Pomni: Ugh, okay, fine. Whatever. Just... Never grovel like that again.

Salesperson ENA: Sir, yes Sir! *Salutes and Grunts as Meanie ENA Takes Over*

Meanie ENA: What the- What happened? Oh, Runas, what have I done???

Jax, all too eagerly: Poms here is your Sergeant now!

Meanie ENA: *Slowly and Cautiously* My... My Ser...? *Pauses for a Second Before Twitching and Standing Straight and Saluting* SIR! READY FOR MY COMMANDS, SIR!

Ragatha, sarcastically: This certainly won't blow up in our faces.

Jax: I know, isn’t it great?

Gangle: I think we might have different definitions of the word "great".

Kinger: We do? I thought great only had one meaning.

Ragatha: We're gonna die here.

[rom-e-o]

Since we've already kind of mentioned it: Imagine Emmrich dealing with [probable] Wifey getting outside attention. And, likely, unwanted attention. At least for Guinevere's case, apart from the Lecher, I can definitely see some of Em's students trying to flirt with her, both in terms of grades and genuine interest. And some of the bolder ones (*cough* Van Markham! *cough*) taking it so far as to actually harass her. Stupid college frat boys, ya know. Also, stupid college frat boys who, on top of that, are entitled elites, because, with a name like "Van Markam" you know he's likely and blue blood.

Ooooh, this is delish. Okay, so, I can absolutely see Wifey getting attention. It's inevitable, like you said. Unfortunately, I can also see her getting unwanted attention as well.

The unfortunate thing about working around lots of students, especially university-age students and older, is that you're going to catch a lot of flirtatious remarks, and a lot of clumsy attempts to sway attention. Guinevere is going to have to suffer through some VERY awkward remarks from some very inexperienced students, AND some more lecherous ones from the more insistent crowd. Like, of course, Van Markham.

I can see him stopping G'iney in the hall by throwing his arm up, causing her to scatter her armful of papers. A little Gaston-esque in his audacity.

Of course, he swiftly offers his assistance (all while trying to peek down her blouse). "So, Guinevere - can I call you that? Ms. Vynhalsyne sounds so sterile. And ... I do notice the 'Ms.' part. Can't help it."

If she tries to escape, he's not above grabbing her wrist. "Listen, I've got a joust this weekend, and I have a seat in my pulpit. I think a jewel of a woman like you is worthy of such a setting." He's got ties to royal families, does she know that? He's got connections to King Markus too, does she know that? He's VERY handsome, and way more muscular than that professor she hangs onto, does she know that? Did she catch the part about him jousting? He's also got great endurance, he points out, over and over. More Guinevere is about to be EXHAUSTED of this man.

And he follows her around, not taking no for an answer. I imagine it gets back enough that Emmrich eventually starts walking with her after each class.

"You don't have to--"

"Yes, I do."

If Van Markham gets too close, Emmrich will pivot around in a heartbeat. "Excuse me, young man. Is there something I can assist you with? You're rather close on our heels. It must be a matter of the utmost importance."

He talks down to this boy with more pose and grace than most royalty in the kingdom, and he does so as a former peasant. You know that gets under this glory-boy's skin, for this moldering professor of common birth to be schooling him.

"I wish to speak to Guinevere, professor," he says, "This is a matter for those among noble birth to discuss."

"So a tactless assassination ploy, garish accounts of horse-breeding, or waxing poetic about a summerhome?" he asks in amusement, which earns a blush from the other man. How DARE he parse his existance down like that?!

"Regardless," Emmrich continues, "Since Ms. Vynhalsyne has been rushing to ignore you, I believe she has other ways of occupying her time in mind. I suppose I'm not surprised her disinterest has gone over your head. I've suffered through your latest thesis - most things do."

As for Belisma, she does have admirers from her days in the ballet. People who would try to ask for her hand - lots of nobles who would love her fine dancer blood for an illegitimate child or two. That interest went away after her exile - now she's untouchable filth to nobles, haha. But as she slowly gets back into dancing outside the royal ballet, civilians start to enjoy her works, and there are many love letters that end up in her possession.

I don't think any are as creepy as the Lecher or Van Markham, but she does get some concerning notes.

"'I dream of your body moving with swan-feather grace as a take you from my balcony and to my bed' - oh, no thank you," Belisma says as she puts it into a nearby waste basket. She's perched upon Emmrich's desk, making a show of refusing their letters. He watches, smirking and captivated.

"Manfred, would you like these as kindling for your fire magic practice?" she finally asks once the basket is full.

"Yeeesss!"

"Wonderful! Just don't read them, okay? Just set them on fire."

"Okay!"

Emmrich chuckles and pulls her from the surface of the desk and into his lap as Manfred saunters out. "Well, that will keep him occupied for a few hours. You have made his night, dear."

"And ours," she purrs, hooking a finger in the front of his waistcoat. "If the mood moves you."

With her, it always does.

[authorautumnbanks]

A Thousand Days With You (19)

Series Master List

Satoru closes his eyes and sighs. Not a small one, but a deep suffering sigh he feels from the tips of his fingers to his toes. He's not surprised, not really, and yet he can't get over just how bad Nanami is at sucking dick. It never occurred to him that one could actually be bad at it and it's not as though Nanami is using teeth, but he's still so... subpar.

Nanami's hand wraps around him, stoking Satoru's cock, but nothing is working. He licks the underside, dragging his tongue up. Satoru bites the inside of his cheek. With his eyes closed, he can pretend it's Kagome. Visualize how pretty she looked when she took him the first time. But the breathing is all wrong.

Where's the teasing?

The sparks of energy shooting through him like electricity?

Damn, when did he become a cock sucking snob?

"Suguru," Satoru says, cracking one eye open. "Help him or we'll be here all night." Or hell, maybe they can just cut this short. They tried it and it isn't working. The real question is how is he supposed to carry on and look Nanami in the eyes knowing how terrible of a lay he is? No wonder Nanami always has a damn stick up his ass. Dude keeps going on about not leaving a widow behind when chances are Nanami would never even get that far because he can't please worth a damn.

No one wants to be stuck in a sexless marriage. Not that Satoru is thinking about marriage, because he did not have that dream of Kagome the other night that may or may not have spurred him into writing her a poem. He looks around the room and frowns. It never bothered him before how bare his apartment is. Sure, he has a couch, dark blue and super comfy, but there's no coffee table in front. There's a singular television mounted on the wall. No decorations. No plants.

Nothing.

He can't bring Kagome here. It's far too cold.

"I do—hic—not need his help," Nanami snaps.

Satoru snaps his attention back to Nanami, stares him down, and raises a brow. "You're awful at this. At least Suguru knows how to suck." His words may be harsh, but so what? Nanami apparently likes that shit.

"Not sure how I feel about that," Suguru says. "Besides, it's been a decade since I've sucked a cock."

"You can say me," Satoru quips, cracking his neck. "No need to be shy. We're all past that now." He looks Suguru over and gives him a lazy smile. "No way you're worse than Nanami. I know you got it in ya." Satoru winks. It is easy, far too easy, to settle back into a friendly banter with Suguru.

Sharing Kagome gives him some mild indigestion, but... the opportunity to have his best friend back gives him heart palpitations. She's clearly attracted to both of them, but would she even want that?

Suguru presses his lips together in contemplation. "Fine. It's been a decade since I've been with anyone."

Is he serious? The words sink into Satoru's heart. Suguru is surrounded by other sorcerers, and he never thought to get the edge off even a little?

"Wait. Really? Not even..."

Suguru shakes his head and lets his hair down. "Getting involved with your..." His lips tilt up. "Coworkers can be a problem." Suguru sinks down next to Nanami. "You're too soft with him. Satoru likes it rougher than that." He brushes his hair back and opens his mouth.

Satoru grunts. He does like it rough, but he also likes how soft Kagome's hands are. He glances at his phone. With Suguru on his knees and his hair down, Satoru could pretend it's Kagome, but then Suguru swirls his tongue over the head and like that, the fantasy is dispelled.

Suguru isn't Kagome, and Kagome isn't Suguru. His cock twitches in Suguru's hand. Seeing Suguru on his knees after so long is quite the view, but... not even that is enough to get him to perform.

He can't do this.

"What's with you?" Suguru strokes Satoru's cock. "You don't like it rough anymore?"

"I can't do this," Satoru admits. "We've been here for a little over an hour now and nothing." It's pathetic really how he can look at pictures of Kagome and manage to get hard, but then Nanami touches him and he deflates faster than a balloon.

Nanami drops his head and hunches his shoulders.

Suguru gives Satoru a look that screams, fix this.

How annoying. Why does he have to consider Nanami's feelings in all of this? What about his feelings? Does no one think about him?

Unbelievable.

"Look, Nanami... Kento, it's not you. Not even Suguru is doing it for me. I'm just... shit, I don't know, worried about Kagome. I can't—"

"Are you serious?" Suguru stands and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Course I am. I cannot perform under these conditions." Satoru rolls his eyes and then goes back to looking at his phone. He needs a cleanser.

"No, dumbass. You love her."

Satoru stiffens. "No, I don't." How the hell did Suguru come to that conclusion? Does he care about Kagome? Uh, yeah. Who wouldn't care about her? She's amazing. But that doesn't mean he is in love with her. He doesn't do love or relationships.

"We should get going," Nanami says, spiking a hand through his hair.

"Does your jaw hurt?" Suguru questions.

"I am fine." Nanami's cheeks flush pink.

"Never mind that. Is no one going to put my dick back in my pants?" Satoru huffs. Where is the consideration? Nanami bites his bottom lip and nods his head. "Say something. Give me a sentence."

"I believe we should do my mission next, as it is close by and may not be rigged." Nanami tucks Satoru back into his boxers and then zips his pants. "Kagome and I do not have the relationship that you two share, nor has she been on a date with me. My mission should not be rigged with any tricks outside of the curse." Nanami stands and runs his fingers through his hair again, further messing with the blonde strands.

It's the most disheveled Nanami has ever looked.

"What is it?"

Satoru slides his phone back into his pocket. "Your hiccups are gone. Thank fuck for that. I would have knocked you out if they kept on."

Nanami's lips part. "You would have hit me?" His voice rises, cracking at the end.

"Sounds like you would have liked it. So kinky." Satoru wrinkles his nose. "We'll have to walk to your mission. Despite what everyone may think, I can't just keep teleporting around, so I would rather save the few I have left for when we need it."

"Kagome made it seem as though you could," Suguru replies.

"I have more to give when she's around." He motions for Nanami to lead the way. Despite his better judgment, his eyes flint down to Nanami's groin and then back to Nanami's face. "What?"

"N-nothing." Nanami clears his throat. "The binding is looser."

Seriously? Satoru twists his upper lip back in distaste. Letting Suguru and Nanami suck his cock is what loosens the binding? Kagome is a bigger freak than he gave her credit for. When he sees her again, he's bending her over and spanking her ass. He keeps his mouth shut and locks the door behind him. If they don't figure this out by the end of the night, then they'll need to find somewhere with a bed large enough to accommodate them or sleep on the floor.

"We should rest at Kagome's place," Suguru says. "It's all over your face."

"I'm not that easy to read."

"Yes, yes you are. We'll stay at her place in case the kidnapper goes to her apartment for anything or in case she comes back and goes home first. If she returns to Jujutsu High, then someone will send word to you or Nanami. But if this is as frequent as her mother claims, then she might just come back home as though it isn't a big deal."

"That's a lot of guesswork, Suguru." Satoru ignores the looks they get as they walk down the street. They must look like quite the trio though, with Satoru in his uniform, Suguru dressed like a monk, and Nanami dressed as though he still works as a salaryman. "What if we just decimate the area until the only thing left is her energy? Save us a lot of time."

"You cannot be serious!" Nanami yells.

"Ease up there. Just throwing suggestions out."

"Are you finally over working for the higher-ups, then? Because I don't care about getting rid of some monkeys."

Satoru pauses. "You know, Kagome's mom isn't a sorcerer, nor did she have any special energy like Kagome."

"I can..." Suguru sighs. "I need to think on this further."

In other words, Suguru is willing to make an exception when he couldn't be half-assed to that for his own parents. Though Suguru's parents were glad when Suguru came to Jujutsu High. Satoru stuffs his free hand into his pocket. Would that have made a difference? Parents who accepted Suguru was different and didn't shun him. Come to think of it, Nanami doesn't have a good relationship with his family either.

Satoru glances down at the sidewalk and makes a mental note to check in with Yuta and Maki sometime. Both of their families hate them.

"Seriously, what is with you? Is it because Nanami sucked your dick?" Suguru asks.

Satoru scoffs. "No one is thinking about that." More importantly, when did they get to the mission location? Satoru keeps his face blank. This is not like him. He does not space out. He does not lose track of his surroundings. "Forget about that. Let's get this mission over with it."

Nanami puts up the veil and leads them into the building. This one doesn't look all that abandoned. No dust. Nothing strange growing inside the building. The windows even look new.

"What's the deal with this place?"

"There's been reports of employees disappearing while at work. Some have been found in the basement hanging." Nanami presses his lips together. "There have been too many instances for it to be all suicides. Some reports have noted some victims being dragged away mid-conversation by something supernatural."

"And no one has quit?" Suguru questions.

"It doesn't matter the business, management is always looking out for their bottom lines," Nanami says. "Per the scouters, there should only be one curse, but it is possible there are smaller ones. Grade one mission."

"You sure about that?" Satoru clucks his tongue along the roof of his mouth. "I think your mission is bugged too." He points at the doll on the desk. "There's no curse here. Not anymore." This is getting a little annoying. His mission is one thing, but now Nanami's mission too? Are they being watched, or did someone go out of their way to gain access to their schedules for the day? "Let's take it out of the building. Open air. See if we can't figure something out."

Suguru nods and summons a curse to retrieve the doll. It screeches and convulses.

"UNHAND ME YOU CREATIN!" the doll shrieks.

Satoru winces. The sound is piercing, but more than that, the doll hits the curse and knocks it on its ass. The fuck. That's a grade one curse Suguru summoned.

"What are you?" Satoru questions. "Are you capable of understanding human speech?"

The doll turns. Its eyes, two black buttons, swirl until they turn a bright green. Its hair is bright red. Looks like someone put a mop on its head and called it a day. "Ah, it's you. That sorcerer."

Satoru bites the inside of his cheek. Yeah, yeah. He's heard it all before. Gojo Satoru the strongest. The six eyes—

"Sex eyes user, you will fail."

What?

"What did you just call him?" Suguru asks, slightly aghast.

"Sex eyes. Does he not posses them?"

"Six." Nanami grunts. "No one calls him the sex eyes user."

The doll tilts its body to the side. There's something eerie about its movements. "Fail. You will fail. I don't like talking to you. You will go bye bye."

Satoru's muscles tense. He steps in front of Suguru and Nanami. Whoever took Kagome is turning out to be a real pain in the ass. He prepares to shoot off a red when the doll flashes out of sight. The building fades away and...

"Nanami, where the hell are your clothes?"

Nanami looks down and squeaks like a mouse caught in a trap. He thrusts his hand in front of his dick and then searches for his blunt sword. Satoru raises a brow while Nanami alternates between trying to hide his cock and searching for his sword.

Suguru scratches his head and growls. "It's going after Nanami because he's the weakest link. No offense," he adds as an afterthought. "Where are we? Some kind of forest?"

"No clue," Satoru admits. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone. Maybe he can map where they are. No service. Course not. He looks over at Nanami and frowns. Where did Nanami's clothes go? Satoru slides out of his jacket, slightly surprised when the fabric passes through their combined hands so he can take it off fully. "Here, put this on." He hands the jacket out to Nanami and then turns his head.

A large white banner hangs from the trees. There are balloons weighted down with sandbags. Blue, yellow, and pink balloons. Some are in the shape of dogs. But it is not the balloons, nor is it the red carpet beckoning them to go deeper into the forest that grates on Satoru's nerves.

No. It's the sign. The stupid banner that hangs there, teasing him.

So, the Sex Eyes, the Throat Goat, and the Salary Man walked into a forest one day...

"I hate this doll. Hate this guy. I've never hated anyone until now," Satoru says with a tight smile on his face because smiling is the only thing keeping him from losing his shit right now. Is that supposed to be a joke? He squints. Why does it sound like water is... "Are you fucking with me?"

"What?" Suguru turns his head and lets out an impressive snarl.

"I need pants," Nanami says, tugging Satoru's jacket closer around him. "And the only way out of here is forward."

Satoru huffs and looks at the red carpet. Behind them is a wall of water. This doesn't feel like a domain. "Let's get this over with."

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A/N: I feel like this week went by too fast. Shippo is having too much fun trolling them. I am working on Brat Tamer, promise. My energy pennies have been running low so I've been spending more time reading and watching tv this week.

Take care of yourselves! Have an awesome week and make sure to get plenty of rest. If you are feeling low, then do something that makes you happy.

[screamqueenmacher]

Final Girl (Stu Macher x Reader) - Chapter 6

the next chapter is in progress🫶we've finally caught up to ao3

After the breakfast you'd all shared, you ended up watching movies. You'd been on the couch, between both men, sitting as close to Stu as possible. Hopefully he would just think you were being affectionate, and didn't suspect your continued unease around Billy. 

There was some movie Stu wanted to watch that you didn't own, and that meant a trip to the video store. You'd rather eat glass. It just made you think of Randy. Poor, lucky, Randy.

“I just don't really feel like going out.” You pouted a little, leaning into him as you played it up. “You guys can go. I can make some popcorn while you're gone? So it's ready to go by the time you get back.”

“Aw, well, I'd like to show you off, but you make a pretty compelling point! Popcorn sounds pretty good.” Stu grinned, pulling himself from you and up from the couch. 

“Ya know, I don't really feel like going anywhere, either. Get some candy while you're there. You know what I like.” Billy smirked as Stu pouted at him. 

“Come on! You two are totally picking on me!” He whined, rolling his eyes. “Fine. Don't have fun without me! I'll be right back!”

And just like that, you were left with Billy Loomis, alone. Christ. It's like the universe was out to get you. 

You couldn't sit there with him, getting up and going to the kitchen. You'd still left some dishes to be cleaned up, so you could busy yourself doing that. This time, you could feel his presence, not startling when you turned to see him leaning back against the fridge. 

“What do you want?”

“Ouch. Why so icy? Can't I just hang out with my friend?” He had that stupid smirk still on his face, and it drove you up the wall. He was so relaxed but so calculating. You knew he was wound tight, ready to pounce at any moment. He was just waiting for you to mess up.

“We've never been friends.” It wasn't exactly true, but it wasn't wrong either. You were acquaintances at best, only ever interacting because of Stu or Sidney.

“Well, now we're going to be best friends.” He walked closer to you, standing in your personal space. 

“Why? Because you don't trust me?”

“I don't. Stu trusts you, but I think you'll cave and try to ruin everything.” Well, he wasn't sugarcoating it. Fair enough. 

“If you remember, you made sure I'd go down as well. I'm not turning anyone in.” You wouldn't do well in prison. You'd rather suffer the knowledge of what you'd done as a free person. You moved around him, taking the dirty plates to the sink. “You can't babysit me forever. I don't want you to.”

“I'll be honest. I really, really don't care what you want.” He scoffed, acting like it should've been the most obvious thing in the world. And maybe it was. You certainly weren't surprised by the admittance. “I'm not going to let you ruin this.”

“What will it take for you to get it through your thick skull that I'm not going to ruin this for you?” You spat, facing him again, hands on your hips. 

“Watch it, Y/N.”

“Fuck off, Loomis.” You spat again, moving to walk past him. He caught your arm, and you spun, slapping him. Your eyes were wide with shock, and he was laughing. You couldn't think of a time where you'd known you'd fucked up so quickly. “Shit, I didn't-”

“You're just fucking begging for it.” He had a crazed look in his eye, and you saw the way his eyes darted to the butcher block nearby. Your heart was pounding. The grip he had on your arm was bruising.

“So, what? Are you going to kill me, Billy?” You frowned, but at this point you couldn't care anymore. If anything, just this conversation with him was making you feel a little manic. You couldn't think too hard on that at the moment. “Sure, Stu will get over it, but you know who won't? The cops. Imagine, one of the only survivors of Neil Prescott's massacre, suddenly gutted even though the man killed himself. What then, Billy? Who else do you think they'd look at?”

“You think I'd be careless enough to kill you like that? As satisfying as that would be, I'm not an idiot.” How he was able to still sound so calm and collected while he was threatening your life was chilling. “If I wanted you dead, you'd be dead. You're on thin fucking ice.”

“Great. Now back off.” You pushed at him slightly, and he let go of your arm finally. 

“One step out of line, and I'll make sure even Stu thinks your death was an accident. Or better yet, you just couldn't live with the guilt.” He shrugged, turning his back to you and heading back to your living room. “Stu will think it's the guilt of you killing Sidney, the cops will think it's survivor's guilt.”

“You're fucking psychotic.” Your words were dripping venom, but he didn't care. You were finally alone as he left the room.

You were able to stand your ground, in your opinion, but you could feel tears threatening to well up in your eyes. You were tough, but Billy was genuinely fucking terrifying. You believed him when he said he would make it look like you killed yourself. He did it with Mr. Prescott, there was no stopping him from doing it to you as well. You needed to focus on cleaning up, and not on that situation that just went down. 

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When Stu returned, he found you making yourself busy in the kitchen while Billy watched whatever was on TV. He wondered, briefly, if something had happened between you two, but left it alone. He held up the movie and grinned. 

“Got it! Come on, babe, let's watch.” He kissed your cheek, tugging your arm for you to follow him. 

“I thought we'd want popcorn?” You were putting off seeing Billy again. 

“Right! Of course!” Stu shook his head, hitting his palm against his forehead. “You wanna make it? I'll get this set up.”

You made enough popcorn for all three of you. You hoped, desperately, that Stu would sit in the middle of the couch this time, but of course not. You ended up in the middle again, holding the bowl of popcorn on your lap. You watched as their hands brushed as they grabbed for the popcorn, and neither of them seemed bothered. 

The movie was entertaining enough, but your eyes kept straying to the bowl when their hands would go in at the same time. Were they doing this on purpose? Did they know you were watching? Everything was more confusing now. This was very…coupley of them. 

When the movie was over, you took the bowl to the kitchen. Billy stood and offered to go pick up pizza. You were almost giddy at the thought of the man being out of your home. You physically relaxed when he stepped out the door.

“Stu, I have a question…” You bit your lip, sitting on the couch, facing him.

“Yeah? Ask away.” He faced you as well, resting his cheek on his fist. 

“Are you and Billy…together?” Based on the way his eyebrows shot up, you could tell he wasn't expecting that. “I just…wondered. You guys are so close and everything.”

“I mean, we're best friends.” He wasn't denying it, though. Suddenly, he was smiling, reaching out and pinching your cheek. “Aw, you don't have to be jealous, doll! I won't neglect ya! You're my girl!”

“I'm not…that's…” You huffed, blushing. He was laughing at your reaction, pulling you so you were nestled up against him before kissing you deeply.

[dazieswrites]

A/n: so, in advance, there are oc characters. The names are: Ryan, Tyler, Aurora, and ofc [Name]

even in other universes, i'll love you

"Dude, why are there so many butterflies today?" Stepping inside Mount Justice, Wally was bombarded by colorful butterflies. He swatted at them, trying to get the winged creatures away from his face.

Artemis popped out her head from around the corner, waving the redhead over, which he reluctantly followed.

"What's all of this abo-" The blonde puts a hand over his mouth. "You never stop talking, do you?" She hisses at him.

With a roll of his eyes, Wally averts his attention to a few other teenagers who were conversing with his friends. One person catches his attention.

A girl surrounded by butterflies.

Curiously, she observes everyone, taking an extreme interest in Kaldur, but quickly looks at the speedster with butterflies attached to his body.

He watches her eyes widen. "Oh my goodness!" She races over to him, lightly shoving past her friends, and walks over to Wally. "I'm so sorry. They don't usually act this way." Carefully she guides the creature off his body and onto hers. "I don't know what's gotten into them."

"It's, uhm, it's alright." He took in the scene, ignoring Artemis's smirk, thinking the girl before he looked like a princess straight from the movies. "I'm Wally."

"[Name]." She smiles at him, eyes crinkling, making his heart race faster than usual. "It's nice to finally meet you, Wally. Your friends speak highly of you."

"Really?" He only receives a head nod.

Wally's caught off guard when a butterfly lands on his nose. "She really likes you." [Name] can see how Miss Claudina latched onto him, almost as though she was hugging him. "Would you like to keep her?"

"[Name]! You can't just give them away!" Your team leader, Ryan, yells at her.

She gives a shrug to the boy. "If it will make Miss Claudina happy, I will."

"I don't know." Wally responses while [Name] gets dragged away. "Butterflies don't live that long. A month max."

"Not mine." You pull away to share with him. Placing your hand before your mouth so the others couldn't see, forening a secret. "They only die if you don't feed them. They die in action, or if anything happens to me. Miss Claudina should live a long life if handled correctly."

"I don't know..."

"I trust you with her."

"How will we get home?" [Name] asked, looking at the Justice League members. Her team members nodded in agreement.

"Yeah," Tyler looks at the older superheroes. "We've missed so much school."

"If Aurora got you all here in the first place," Batman looks at the girl asleep on the medical bed. "She should be able to get you back. We've tried letting her come to on her own, but we may need to try and wake her up."

[Name] and Ryan shared a look, then glanced down at their injured friend. "That will cause her more pain, yes?"

"She has already suffered enough. Can we not wait for her to wake up on her own?" The butterfly user questions, swinging her arms in protest. "She isn't in the best condition. How do we know she'll be able to use her powers?"

"You kids have been here for over two months." Canary tries to reason. "You all need to get back to your world."

"We aren't risking Aurora!"

Outside the med bay, the young justice team listens, hearing the pained voices trying to defend their friend. As much as they knew it was logical to send the group of four home, the thought of risking the youngest of the group weighed heavily.

"Hey, KF," Robin nudges Wally, knocking him out of his trance. "You gonna miss her when she leaves?"

"Who?"

"Name and probably Miss Claudina," Rob answers nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders at his friend's now sad expression. "The butterfly will probably choose her handler over you in the end, so ya know."

"Yeah, I get it, jerk."

The door to the med bay swings open, and Ryan bursts out, followed closely by [Name] and her 'friends' fluttering close behind. Ryan looks furious, his purple eyes shining with his anger.

"Ryan! Come on!" [Name] calls out chasing the brunette through the hall, to the room the leader had temporarily claimed, only to have the door closed in her face.

In front of the door, she places her forehead on the metal material as an exhausted sigh escapes her lips. This wasn't the time for them to be angry at one another; they had to keep their cools and stick together. It seemed as though others had different plans.

"You okay?"

Still with her forehead against the door, a smile stretches across her lips. One of the highlights of [Name]'s time here. "I'm fine, but the others aren't." Turning around, she met the green eyes she'd grown to adore in her time here. "You wanna watch another one of the movies from here?"

"Yeah, I'd like that." Not wanting to waste time, Wally uses his speed to get her to the couch in less than 2 seconds. "Here you are, madam."

"Aw, such a gentleman." The smile remains on her face, watching as the speedster fiddles with the remote trying to find a good movie to play. "I'm gonna miss this."

"Huh?"

"When we leave. I'm going to miss you, Wally." [Name] provides a giggle to occupy the awkward silence from her words. "Sorry for dampening the mood. It's just- it's just, the time I've spent here, with you, I'm really going to miss it."

"I'll miss it too." He puts the remote on the small table beside him, taking her hand.

Looking down at their connected hands, [Name] heart races. The excitement she feels shows in the butterflies lingering around Mount Justice. "I really like you, Wally."

"I really like you too." The speedster looks into her eyes, feeling the nervousness radiating off [Name]. "I think I fell in love with you these last few months you've been here."

"I think I'm falling."

Wally softly smiles at [Name]. "Can I kiss you?"

Nodding her head, [Name]'s eyes practically sparkle when Wally's lips contact hers. It was a quick peck, but it made the two happy. Wally practically vibrates with happiness while multiple red butterflies land on [Name]'s hair.

"Even in other universes, I'll love you, [Name]."

[vaehbae]

Peace. Quiet. Calm.

Ezra Bridger could only have dreamed of such things during his time as both an orphan, and during his time in the Rebellion. He may have experienced some of it while isolated on Peridea, but this was something he preferred more.

The view of Lothal's capital city was something that literally came from a dream. He remembered first seeing it vividly alongside the spirits of his late parents during the night he learned of their deaths. However, the dream became a reality.

The galaxy was indeed shaken following Thrawn's return, but over the past few months, the tactical genius was no match for the stubborn will of New Republic military officials, and the famous Heroes of Endor, whom with joined hands of the Heroes of Lothal, turned the tables and put Imperial Remnants to route once again.

Regardless if there was nothing safe or sacred, it was a much deserved moment of relief Ezra wished he had earned earlier. For all the strife, fighting, and death that had to resume over the desire of totalitarian madmen who wanted to reclaim control over the galaxy and restart their ideas of suffering, the best thing he could do was live for all the good people that were lost. And for a very important reason...

He had been entranced by the shining and bustling beauty of the previously envisioned city when Sabine Wren -- his wife joined his side on the balcony. In her arms, the artistically destructive Mandalorian held a still bundle in her arms. Their ninetine month old daughter, Mira Wren-Bridger.

"Everytime I see you come out here, it's like you're always distracted by something that isn't even calling your name." She quipped. Sabine sure knew how to deliver sassy remarks, even after her life changed through marriage and motherhood.

"It's a good sight to go to sleep to." Ezra replied innocently, giving off a small chuckle when he felt his longtime best friend elbow him on the side.

"Well, I don't blame ya. I remember you mentioned seeing this after realizing what happened to your parents."

In the past, Ezra would have felt a tang of pain hit his heart about such a cruel and unfair reminder, no matter the wording, but he knew he was no longer the only one to have lost family after Sabine vented to him about her Clan getting slaughtered on Mandalore.

"It's not just that anymore."

Sabine looked over at him with a questioning gaze at his comment, making sure she still maintained a fair grip on little Mira in her arms, and so that the baby would not be awaken and make a fuss.

"We've made it happen, Sabine. All of us. I know deep down, my mom and dad would've been proud to see this. Right now, however, I just don't think I could ever thank you guys enough for helping to achieve this."

"As a Mandalorian, I don't take even the smallest of promises lightly. And as much as it's exhausting to bring up... you were counting on me at the same time."

That phrase had become very synonymous with Ezra's faith in his longtime best friend, and he already knew that when she brought him home, her promise had been fulfilled. There was truly no better person than Sabine that he could ask to ensure such things were sought through to the end, and he would never have it any other way.

"And you've kept your promise, Sabine. Thank you." He told her, turning his head to meet her gaze as his lips curled up to a warm smile. That smile was shared as they kissed briefly, before finally retiring inside their tower for a good night's rest.

Ezra was still unsure what new challenges awaited him for the future, but with Sabine by his side, he felt more at ease and ready to face them head on.

It felt like I just had ASMR cleanse over my brain cells reading this. It was so nice and welcoming oh my goodness. All the stress of the final episode just washed over me with this beauty!

Thank you for submitting! Genuine, It's the perfect amount of everything but not too overwhelming and so freaking cute!

[amanitaphalloides]

can't do emojis on desktop but tea about fandom bleeding into published fiction

LOL. I don’t feel like I know enough about fiction publishing to have an opinion on how this affects trends or the industry in general, so simply as a woman who likes to read and write: extremely mixed feelings. sometimes it is really funny or even charming to me (when a mostly non-fandomy feeling book drops “he toed off his shoes” i can laugh and move on). however. i feel like many people who write fan fiction see it as fringe in such a way that they don't want to look frankly at how it influences writing style, and that can result in some very bad books. i think the "writing is writing is writing is writing!" school of thought does way more harm than good stylistically and we'd all be doing ourselves a favor to think of fic as a specific genre with specific genre conventions. and consciously or not, a lot of us practice those genre conventions for years, and i do think hopping between fic and original fiction poses some unique challenges. and sometimes this transition is executed poorly in a really obvious way. not just in the language either but also in terms of structure and idea. i think fic is so trope-forward partially because it is typically driven by pleasure-seeking, and partially because it's inherently about riffing. and this practice of RIFFING in particular stands out to me in certain contemporary novels, where it can feel like the author is trying to leapfrog over building an emotional core and instead shape it in reverse, by setting up tropes or dynamics that signify this core exists somewhere, just not on the page. and this can happen in really clear ways (trope-forward romance novels that everyone knows started as fic that include one line like "we've hated each other since we competed in our boarding school spelling bee") and more subtle ways (not to claim random authors i know nothing about are suffering from fan fiction habits but something like mrs s springs to mind. and i didn't even hate that book it just had that weird no-backstory feeling). and the fact that this so often coincides with queer lit and the perception that there's still a lack of stories just makes the whole thing feel sort of tragic.

the flip side of this is that i love fic writers, i love talking to people who find writing so fun they just do it regardless of gain, and i have found a lot of the habits and friendships i've formed through fic extremely helpful to my original fiction. i really love and support fic writers who write and publish original fiction. in a way i think fandom has a fantastic influence on publishing because it's where so many great writers practice and play. but again, ideally that involves being very mindful of the divisions instead of trying to ignore them.

overall if a fandom influence is coming through to me as the reader i'm probably not loving it. i will generally be more forgiving with romance and ya because i think they are fan fiction's closest genre cousins and have a lot of overlapping readership. lit fic i find it more annoying. little rabbit by alyssa songsiridej is another good example. also on a totally different note i think the funniest/weirdest bleed area is rpf and i am genuinely kind of pissed about the graham gore romance novel because i wanted to write that lol. anyway great question.

[blazehedgehog]

Most obvious question in the world, maybe, but hey, I'm interested! What'd ya think of today's Sonic Central?

There was a part of me that really regretted watching it. They definitely had a lot to announce, but a LOT of it was like...

Mobile games I hate (because of f2p mechanics) or cannot play (because they are in Apple Arcade jail).

Merchandise I either can't afford (Lego), don't want (a motorcycle helmet) or don't have space for (statues and action figures).

After a while I started to get that melted brain feeling like when you watch too many late night infomercials in a row. I could feel my fight or flight mechanism trying to kick in. Framing one of them as an actual infomercial did not help.

The two ones of most interest were, one, the Sonic x DC crossover.

We're going to be getting two years (24 issues?) of some sort of alternate universe where The Justice League is made up of Sonic characters. I don't know what to make of it, but I'm willing to keep an open mind about it.

There's a part of me that wonders if this is Sega testing the waters just in case IDW folds -- my understanding is they aren't very stable right now, but then I suppose the same could be said of a lot of the North American comics industry. I don't read much outside of Sonic, but I absorb some degree of the culture through my friends, and I know Marvel and DC aren't doing super well in the comics space either right now, and that's been an ongoing, long term issue (long enough term that it's been cited as the driving reason Marvel pivoted to the MCU over a decade ago, since the comics biz has been suffering so much for so long).

I floated "maybe Sega is shopping around in case IDW folds" in a Discord earlier and was told pretty definitively that's unlikely, and I think that's fair. You never know, but DC also did that ridiculous Looney Tunes crossover series a few years ago.

They just do weird stuff like this. Which is nice, really. More power to them.

The other notable thing being more information about Sonic X Shadow Generations. A peek at Mephiles, a look at more levels and bosses, and the possibility that through the time distortion Shadow finds himself in, he may be able to see and interact with Maria and Gerald again. There's mention of "correcting the timeline," which could mean a lot of things. I'm used to hearing that in comic books, where it means "we get to clean up clutter we don't like."

Speaking as someone who does not like their involvement in the story, would be funny if Shadow Generations ends with Shadow somehow making it so Gerald never made a deal with the aliens. In theory it wouldn't change our Shadow; for the same reason that in Sonic 06, defeating Iblis in the past did not get rid of him in Silver's future (see also: "Classic Sonic is from another dimension.") But I think it would be cool to say "I didn't just kill him, I erased him from the timeline."

But yeah. It continues to look cool. Cool enough that I preemptively spent my Twitch earnings to pre-order the game after the show. I won't get paid those earnings for another three weeks, but it's fine. Hopefully.

I guess they also announced they're going to be putting up the Shadow Origin series for free on Youtube starting today, when it originally sounded like those would be exclusive to the Digital Deluxe on PS5. Now the Digital Deluxe is merely getting "extended and deleted scenes." At least they'll be included with the game this time, unlike most of the other animations Sega's put out to promo a new game.

But it's very telling that their "one more thing" was a Sonic movie 3 feature that was basically just one of the... producers? writers? director? standing on the backlot telling us "the movie is going to be so good you guys" while interspersed with clips from the one and only trailer we've seen. I can feel myself being carried away on everyone else's hype for that movie, but the realistic expectations in my heart is that, bare minimum, I personally won't like it.

Outside of that first movie I haven't felt like this series has been put together very well and I could see it all crashing and burning with this third movie.

[angie-long-legs]

Hi, first half of the happy couple again, listen I'm done bad and I actually might suffer from clinical death idk

So a couple of days ago she was over at my place. She came before lunch and left after midnight and we spent the whole day together and it just felt awfully domestic? When I spent hours with her in one of our residencies I always think that this is what it'll feel like if when we move in together and that makes me so emotional and overwhelmed with joy? It's actually insane.

So, I started boiling some pasta for lunch but I was dumb and I forgot to do the dishes before boiling the pasta, so I didn't have a place to strain it, and I couldn't take care of the dishes because I had to watch over the pasta and the sauce at the same time, so I asked her to lend me a hand. Usually I do majority of the cooking and baking and she sits there looking pretty and trying to sample all of the ingredients and I always have to say "Bae, no, there's raw egg in that thing" bc I don't want her to die of stupidity, but then she wants to do the dishes after to make up for not participating in the actual cooking process.

I usually don't let her do the dishes bc I don't want to feel like I'm making her do chores in my house cause I have this insecurity and I think she'll subconsciously start hating me if I make her do chores and such, but she's always so excited to do the dishes and says it's her favourite house chore, and that day I really needed help quickly so I asked if she could do them. She was really excited and took of her rings to get washing but then forgot about them.

The rest of the day went nicely and when it was after midnight and time for her to go, she remembered of her rings and went to put them on. After that we cuddled for a little while on the couch and I was so sleepy and unfiltered and I started playing around with her rings, and in one hand she had one ring on her ring finger and the other on the pointer and I don't know what compelled me to do it but I took the ring off her pointer and put it on my own ring finger and so we had rings together while cuddling and holding hands

And the crazy thing about this was that my brain said "aww, it looks like we're married" and then "holy shit, I want to marry her rn actually" and my eyes started getting all teary because of how absolutely overwhelmed by pure bliss and love I was at that moment, but I tried not to cry, because if I did, then she'd ask what's wrong and I'd have to explain the situation and she'd think I'm insane.

BUT THEN she said something along the lines of "this, but with wedding bands" while looking at the ring on my finger and then I actually start crying bc it felt like a promise, you know? And I really wanted that. I really do want that. And then she went home and we texted for a while and we spoke about that a bit longer and she was like "one day I WILL marry you 😁" and I was just sobbing over my phone bc I really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really do want to marry her, like, asap.

Which is insane and maybe kinda pathetic bc I've known her for a little over half a year and we've been dating for three months?? And I can casually picture us growing old together? And she says it's the same for her? And I've liked people before, but never like this. Never this sensation of yes, this is, undeniably, my soulmate. My "the one".

Domestic romance was something Angel had assumed he would never experience. For whatever reason, at whatever point in his life, he learned and re-learned that loving someone normally just wasn't an option for people like him.

But he wanted it. No matter how much he tried to tell himself he didn't, that he was happy with casual relationships, that sex without love was enough for him, he knew in his heart that it wasn't. It never would be.

"You guys are makin' me sick. That's fuckin' adorable. If ya get married, I betta' be the one ta catch the bouquet, or I'll be whippin out the tommies faster than ya can say 'I do'."

[warp-au]

WHY HAS NOBODY ASKED ANYTHING!?!?

Bill.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE!?

Bill calm down.

AREN'T WE INTERESTING ENOUGH FOR THESE LOWLIFES!?-

BILL SHUT UP. It hasn't even been 24 hours yet, be grateful we've gotten any likes.

But I'm bored. You said these people found me interesting.

Yeah I also said there's millions of people out there so slow your roll and chill out, questions will come in for us soon, in the meantime how about we tell some of our stories? I know you enjoy that.

...very well blue, oh I got a good one! How about the time when you went to the Slasher universe and got into MAJOR beef with Ghostface?

I remember that, fond memories, I remember I believe I was actually hanging out with Sid so it must've been Scream 1.

Yeah it was, I already knew that!

You remembered that?

You knocked out Stu and forced him to watch the FNAF movie, how can I forget that?

....

You forgot that part didn't you?

Well sorry it's hard to recall anything past getting smashed over the head with a dining room chair and throwing Billy and Randy out of a window. Macher and Loomis are lucky I didn't let Sid kill them like in the canon.

I still don't understand why you let them all live, it would've been so fun to burn the place down.

They'll live to suffer more agony then their deaths would've brought to them. Plus nothing was better than watching Myers throw Loomis like a ragdoll. :)

Or the looks on their faces when they saw me!

That too. I haven't been checking in on things over there lately, I hope everything is fine.

Don't worry blue I've been filling in for ya!

...Bill what have I said about showing up at the asylum?

BUT THEIR FACES!-

God what am I gonna do with you..

:)

Well I guess to explain to the reader what exactly "the asylum" is-

Blue and I collect insane people like you humans collect Pokemon!

After the gates started opening Afterlife was dealing with a very strong wave of killers and the amount of deaths was causing mass hysteria so me along with the rest of the deities decided to capture and contain these anomalous beings, from creepypastas to serial killers, Dahlia Asylum is one of the things that keeps our worlds safe, think Arkham Asylum meets SCP foundation.

And blue is in charge of the asylum and the task forces sent out to capture them all!

Bill himself was once a resident of the asylum, one of the more problematic ones at that, another reason he's with me.

Let's not talk about that right now k blue?

Yeah, another time Bill..

I'm gonna go check on dinner or annoy pinetree or something.

I thought you wanted to talk to people?

Maybe next time.

Very well then, we'll be going now, enjoy your life till next time dear reader and goodbye!<3

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

Trimax Thoughts Vol. 11 Pt. 1

Well, we're back after last week's suffering. Stream of consciousness ahead!

First off I find this a clever way to hide the hair! Dynamic posing! The poor unsuspecting fools who haven't read volume 10 would look at this and have no idea why we're sad.

Live Zazie reaction:

Augh, Livio driving the car... Vash asleep in the back... this does something to me.

He's so cute. He's not suffering or anything look at him.

Both Brad and Livio reaming him out for being too trusting that's so funny to me

To be quite honest, I feel like Livio was very much a victim in all this... that doesn't make him blameless in the situation but it was very much Chapel who grievously injured Wolfwood enough that he chose to take the double vials, and it was him who manipulated Razlo to be dependent on him and Livio to think serving was his only purpose. That said, there's something very heartwarming about Brad being so upset over Wolfwood's death considering his usual untrusting nature and the fact that he really didn't know him that well.

Livio apologizes for his body stopping the bleeding so soon after getting punched. Buddy. No. 😂😭

I feel so bad for the Plants in all this. However, much as it sucks for humanity, I'm very glad to know they can exert enough influence in order to resist killing their sisters and brother and are able to express their free will in some way... could they have refused commands before this point then? If so, that begs the question of why they didn't.

Someone arriving from space???

Oh, so the Plants feel an affinity with Knives. Is that because they agree with him and his methods? Is it because he's absorbed so many of their sisters already? Do they feel his pain and loneliness? I'm so curious.

Meryl!!! I missed yoouuuuu (and she immediately sticks out her tongue and flips a double bird at authority. love her.)

I love this... such a sweet and quiet moment with these two amidst the chaos. Milly putting her perceptiveness to good use to try and support Meryl as best she can. It makes me wonder about that 7-8 month gap and how these two survived not just what is basically the apocalypse, but also the struggle of Meryl's trauma from having Vash's memories dumped on her. I bet Milly was pretty instrumental during that period.

"It's too bad it will never be the same again." IN COMES VASH THE STAMPEDE SWINGING IN ON A LADDER

AUGHHHHHHH. This is so sweet aaaaaaa. Oh my god I just realized this is the first time they've actually seen each other since that town chased Vash out and Meryl had a breakdown. Where he thought she was scared of him. But she wasn't!!! He started to realize it after Marlon, but now he sees it!!! They are. so precious to me... :')

The Earth fleet is close!!! ...that's kind of bad actually.

Luida: "What happened to your hair?" Vash, very loudly: "ANYWAYS TIME FOR THE LAST STAND HUH?"

Oh Milly... I'm intrigued by the way she just plays along with it... she really is a lot like Vash. I wonder why Brad even did that though. I kind of feel like it was to keep people from acting aggressively towards Livio, as saying he died would lead to questions that would probably reveal Livio was at the center of it. Not for Livio's sake of course (I don't think Brad really cares about him) but Vash trusts him, Wolfwood sacrificed himself for him, and they really can't afford infighting at this point. ...never mind that Milly wouldn't have reacted that way anyways.

Ok lol I'd just been thinking "what happened to Zazie's arm and then..

hdjfhbvdjfvh

Oh, the coins are back. Interesting. Legato faceoff soon?

The hurt is palpable with poor Livio here...

Oh! I was right about Brad's reasoning! Cool! Also I think that's the friendliest we've ever seen Brad-

HJDHBJDHCBS???

BRANDON I'VE SAID IT BEFORE BUT EVERY INTERACTION YOU RISE FURTHER UP MY LIST OF FAVOURITE SIDE CHARACTERS

"Ya need to learn to let people help ya out" <-YES.

And of course Vash deflecting by playing up and overdramatizing what is probably a genuine reaction... I really think he knows this already but he's walled himself off so long. He appreciates everyone, he really does, but... them getting hurt is always going to be far worse than them being disappointed in him or himself getting hurt. It's not just because he cares about them... it's also just as much because he cares very little for himself. I also think he just... can't, right now. "Don't tell me something like that now" <- yeah because he's a gaping wound at this point. All he's done is put a stopper on his fresh grief, and he cannot afford to open it else he'll probably shatter and he can't right now.

??? Did Legato just kill Zazie? (Or I guess Zazie's body...) Also, he can walk again??? Huh???

Wow Zazie just took out Elendira and Knives... that's impressive actually.

AND THEY HAD A WORM IN THEIR VAGINA???

Oof, I don't actually want that to happen to Knives... that's pretty horrifying.

Ok. Ok Legato. I will readily admit you are one of the coolest people in this manga. That's incredibly badass. The amount of mental coordination he'd need to puppet himself around is incredible. And the reveal that he is literally puppeteering is fascinating. GIVE ME THE FORBIDDEN LEGATO LORE

So Vash is... making bullets with his powers? Ok... interesting. Wonder what they do? ...also he's using more of his powers. Hm. :/

Whjdfhsdfhb Livio jumpscare

Look at my dorky little guy

I'm so happy for him and his new haircut/outlook. (I bet Vash would know a little something about that huh? *cough cough* Eriks)

??????????? Hi Zazie. This was random...?

Oh, so this is Chronica! She's introduced pretty late in the manga. She's also an Independent it seems! And much more knowledgeable than either Vash or Knives. There's an entire generation of Independents from Earth! They have implanted neural blockers to prevent fusing??? Implications that fusing like what Knives is doing has happened before??? Hello??? Need to chew on this.

Vash WHAT are you doing freaking out like that hdfjhbsdfvh. Livio trying to calm him down like :|

Hjhsbjdfhbvs now they're all screaming at the bug... which. which is drawn like this.

...I wonder if Nightow-sensei was also upset by volume 10 and the rampant comedy right now is him coping...

Hjhdbfjhbfv they're so stupid

"...i'm gonna touch it" energy. HHDBSHCBHJBEJ VASH NO

...you know I do think there is something to be said about Vash acting like the irresponsible and foolish brother to... Wolfwood's brother. There's just. Yeah.

I love them both so much they are so stupid

Vash calling Elendira a bitch is so funny to me, especially because before the Ark he didn't seem to really know her at all. How much do you want to bet she dropped by just to annoy and vaguely threaten Vash and Legato while they were locked in that 7 month stalemate. Vash hears her walking into the room and is just like "GDI NOT AGAIN LEAVE ME ALONE".

Livio beloved... finally he's found purpose for himself... (please be careful against Elendira... I love you.......)

"Sometimes it's not easy to explain the power of someone's presence. Especially when it's someone so greatly and deeply connected to you. Some people can't even say it. But this helped Vash the Stampede realize... that he was feeling the same thing in his heart." <-he continues to haunt the narrative... but gosh what a thing to communicate to the reader here. what a thing, to realize how much you cared too late... but what a thing, also, to realize you had at all :') they both miss him so much… but he’s also their resolve

FINALLY we get to know how the Plants feel about all this!!! I feels so bad for them man. I feel they're similar to Vash in that they don't want anyone hurt really... but they're not able to fight their own fight. Pretty heartbreaking stuff.

Meryl... :'(

YES MILLY. CALL HIM OUT! Meryl is worried. Let her be worried.

AUGHHHHHHHHHHHH THIS IS SO CUTE!!! He's going to come back it means he's going to come back it means don't worry I'll find you again I'll come and find you this time I ahsjdcbhasjdvhbsjfhbv Vash you can be so sweet when you are not actively avoiding any and all emotional situations with people who care about you!!!

Chronica's going to turn off her limiter :O

Elendira: Hi :) *stabs you*

"I don't like nice men. They die so easily. He was like that too." <- Oh you did not just go there.

Elendira I think just has no faith in people. She looks actually a bit upset when she says "they die so easily" about "nice men". Then there's the "no matter what Vash the Stampede does, there will always be humans who ruin it." She's decided that while she wants Knives to succeed... if he doesn't, she'll just end the world regardless. Hm. Elendira you are so interesting to me.

Ohh... protecting the kids... Livio... :')

It's JASMINE???

YES! Livio has found his resolve! The cloak from Jasmine, the hat from the little kid! You can do it buddy!

[themosleyreview]

The Mosley Review: Worst Films of 2024

Ya know, its a skill that I have in avoiding the absolute scum that Hollywood produces each year. I can tell from the trailers or even the little reels on Instagram what type of film its gonna be. Once you see the cracks and over all tone of the film, you know the right time to clutch your wallet. Luckily, I've only had to suffer through 3 films this year and they range from overly bloated storylines that take you out of the film in just one sequence to just down right insulting the audience. If you want to read my complete review of each film, just click the title. So without anymore stalling, here's my picks for the worst films of the 2024.

Starting off......

Argylle: With a stellar cast like this and a great filmmaker, you would think that this sometimes zanny take on a spy story would be good fun. It started off that way and I was enjoying the spoofy nature of it and the many twists and turns it took me on. When it finally got to the point of all this, I realized that I've seen it a thousand times before and its execution was just not at the clever level of storytelling it tried to be. Bryce Dallas Howard is a magnificent actress, but I feel for the most part she was horribly miss cast as Elly Conway. I dug her emotional reactions and sometimes hilarious outburst as bullets started to fly around her, but towards the end during an impossible skating scene, the film completely lost me. I was more invested in the fictional story of Henry Cavill's Argylle than her. Sam Rockwell did the most heavy lifting with his immeasurable amount of charm as Aidan Wilde. This was just a lot of wasted potential that should've stayed in the fun spy spoof avenue it was in the start. Oh and Mr. Vaughn, stop trying mix everything into your Kingsman universe. It doesn't work!

Moana 2: It pains me to say this because I really enjoyed the first film. It was one of the best Disney animated films in a very long time. It was gorgeous to witness and had one of the best soundtracks since the Disney's Tarzan. The classic coming of age story was actually fun and explorative of not only the titular character, but of the sea and her people. That's why we loved the first film. Well, the quality of animation is still intact, but the story and soundtrack wasn't nearly at the level of excellence the original was. Halfway through I was already dreading hearing any of Moana's new crew speak or sing and the adventure this time was just not really worth it. It didn't feel earned by the end and the music suffered from not having Lin-Manuel Miranda at the writing helm. Beyond was the only true standout song performed by the amazing Auliʻi Cravalho who does another great job as Moana. After hearing the original idea of making this a streaming movie and not the quality of the first film, I hope whomever is in charge sees this and realizes the massive mistake this was and get us back to the greatness the first film was.

And now for the biggest turd Hollywood shat out into cinemas. My pick for the worst films of 2024 is none other than.....

Joker: Folie à Deux: There are many sayings that derive from the "Quit while you're ahead" qoute that should be heard more often. Its a shame that it wasn't screamed loud enough here. The first Joker was a brilliant deep dive into a version of the iconic Prince of Crime and delivered a more grounded and relatable story of pain, societal degradation and mental health. There were so many layers explored in Arthur's psyche and it was all done so well. He became what society has made him and he accepted it. This film unravels all of that and tries to re-wrap it in a torn and scrunched up version of a superior story we've already seen before. I enjoyed the musical aspect of the songs being in his head and how they express his feelings, but that's all. Everything else was truly pointless by the end of the film as we don't really get a payoff. Joaquin Phoenix still delivers an outstanding performance regardless of the material and I liked Lady Gaga's portrayal of the super fan that this Harley Quinn was. In the end, it was something that not only ripped away the brilliant legacy the first film created, but also was a massive stain on the good will that DC had (at the time) created. What an absolute abomination of a film.

That's it folks and thank Christ! That is my list of the worst films of 2024! Let's hope 2025 learns from the horrible mistakes that 2024 made and doesn't repeat them. Thanks for reading!

[marlowethelibrarian]

Writeblr Interview!

tagged by @saturnine-saturneight [here] !! Thanks for the tag!!

Short stories, novels, or poems?

I've written short stories and I'm working on a novel!! I think my short stories have all been pretty ass tbh. I think most of the ones I wrote were trying to be novels actually. I think I should read more short stories before I write them.

I'm not a super poetry person though lol

What genre do you prefer reading?

I read a lot of fucking fantasy. Other fiction too, but fantasy is pretty much where I sit in the readersphere.

Are you a planner or a write as I go kind of person?

I think I'm a bit more of a write as I go kind of a person in that my best ideas tend to pop up in the process of writing though I usually have a larger structure I'm vaguely following.

I've done enough reading that I think I've internalized some things about pacing and story beats that it just flows out.

What music do you listen to while writing?

Villain playlists on youtube. I don't really think about the songs too much in general tbh, I just want a catchy beat.

Favorite books/movies?

Stuff that makes me think!!! I love a good grip on character and an examination of why people Do That. The locked tomb book series is such a vibe for me rn, and I really liked Everything Everywhere All at Once. That shit laid me right out.

1000x Resist is also a video game that has it's fucking grip on my soul rn.

Any current WIPs?

I've got Project Cannibalism and the summer leagues OCT right now! I'm playing with some other ideas rn but that's just play atm.

If someone were to make a cartoon out of you what would your standard outfit be?

Wizard outfit.

I do, in fact have a wizard outfit I made myself, because I'm a huge nerd and a LARPer. It's why my little sphere self has a wizard hat. It's because I'm a wizard.

The wizard hat is a brown wool with a gold hat band and gold bead and chain dangles from the brim. The hat is a long maroon red duster with gold embroidery on the cuffs.

Create a character description of yourself:

Marlowe's round, expressive face grins wide and laughs a touch too boisterously, the short floppy crop of black hair bouncing over the brow framed lenses.

Do you like incorporating actual people you know into your writing?

Not on purpose! I often feel like I am exploring a type of person as I write a character and trying to portray someone I know already from the outside in feels counter productive to that.

Are you kill happy with your characters?

There's more interesting ways to make characters suffer than killing them.

Coffee or Tea while writing?

I just forget to drink, honestly.

Slow or fast writer?

As it turns out, I write pretty damn quickly.

Where/who/what do you draw inspiration from?

I think I draw a lot of inspiration from going like wouldn't be fucked up if a guy hit another guy with a rock?

Also tbh from rps I've had with my partner, books I read, questions I have about life, or people. I like looking at the natural world and being like wow how about that thing no fantasy author would have made up in a million years that actually exists in our actual factual world?

But sometimes it really is just

wouldn't it be fucked up?

And to explore the implications out from there.

If you were in a fantasy world, what would you be?

Wizard!! We've covered this, I'm a little wizard guy. I'm a library wizard. Wizard is my gender, I'm a wizard.

Most fav book cliche:

Idk, usually i prefer execution over cliches. I do enjoy a good enemies to lovers though.

Least favorite cliche:

Right now I'm pretty tired of reading about revolutions ngl. I think it's overused, especially by people who don't actually understand what it means to do a revolution. Especially YA revolutions where it's like some kind of metaphor for finding yourself and the evil government is like wantonly murdering their own subjects because they "failed at their jobs" or whatever.

1000x Resist managed to do a revolution I wasn't immediately rolling my eyes at though, possibly because it was a story about a revolution and not necessarily a revolution about other things. It was rooted in real life politics and it didn't pull its punches, didn't romanticize the idea of revolution.

1000x resist is honestly so good everyone go play it.

Favorite scene to write?

I really like writing scenes that make me cry and will hopefully hurt any reader's feelings ngl. I also quite enjoy a fight scene!

Reason for writing?

Idk I just do. I like to write and I've been writing since I was 10, typing my first self insert naruto fanfiction out on word and being excited that I was the one who was making the characters do things. I'd been a voracious reader since even before I could read myself, bothering my parents to read me books constantly. Trying the magic myself seems kind of inevitable.

I'd like to be published some day though! I'm hoping to shop Project Cannibalism around to publishers though I'm not opposed to self publishing either.

tagging: +open!!!

[magiclwritings]

Sometimes he was truly left in awe of those around him. And maybe that was why magical creatures were always made out to be stuck up and overbearing. But as Apollo raced around their room when Isaac's magic finally waned was possibly the funniest thing he'd ever witnessed. He didn't dare say a word though. This was serious, and it was. Theo was something very serious. He just nodded and did as Apollo asked which he'd found challenging for the first attempt at moving after the fact.

His cheeks reddened and he held onto Apollo for support out of the bed. Perhaps he'd asked for it a little too rough. No such thing. But still, he gladly helped Isaac dress and fix his bed ruined curls until he looked mildly respectable. He truly wasn't worried about rejoining the two but he knew Apollo was going to get the ass about it and so he kissed him softly and brought his boyfriend in for another tight hug. "Ya go' ta take a breath, Apollo." He told him, kissing his temple gently and he nuzzled his nose just under the other's ear. "We gon' figure this ou'. Especially wit' all the help." He'd meant that genuinely but he needed him to know he'd meant it. Regardless of how they'd gotten sidetracked, Theo was the focus.

"Magic isn't just a linear thing." Cass countered but he couldn't deny that Oliver had a point. Even if he didn't want to admit that for once his brother was going to pull through. He'd never say that to his boyfriend but he supposed if he was going to have this man in his life, then he'd have to start trusting his feelings too. It wasn't as if Olive had ever lead him in a wrong direction. Or to work with men that could possibly kill him and/or everything and everyone he's ever loved ever. "And I don't think what's going on with this little one has much to do with what happened to those two." Cass tried his best to not roll his eyes but still found it happening despite himself. "Don't repeat that." He quickly added, knowing damn well Oliver was going to only want to know what that meant even more.

Cass turned finally to see the pair of them coming down. Though the tension seemed lessened, he didn't take kindly to being disrespected in such a way. But he'd swallow it for Apollo. Hopefully whatever that was, fixed his little problem for the time being. He had really hoped that Apollo's theory of them all growing out of this phase one day was true because if not ..., well, there really wasn't another alternative, Cass hated his life without Maddox in and would suffer the world to continue to make it happen. "Oliver says we've got to get on Orion's spell." He didn't wait for Apollo to agree or redirect anywhere, they'd wasted enough time and the blond preferred to keep the peace so long as it was allowed.

"Oliver?" He asked, watching Isaac pluck the sleeping boy into his arms and switch seats with the man in question. He looked ... settled, almost serene like. Cass hadn't had the chance to ever see Isaac in such a fashion, so unbothered. It wasn't a wonder why Apollo had been attracted to him but now, without all the fury, he could see why. Beautiful. The blond shook his head and found his hand in Oliver's before he knew it. "There's everything you could need and more in the house if need be, what can I do to help you?"

It was nothing new for Cassio to see Apollo naked. It wasn’t anything new for him to see Apollo post sex, though he didn’t dare mention that to Issac because he didn’t want his best friend murdered. Of course, he participated when Cassio had seen him in such a state. He had never seen Apollo in a post-sex haze with someone else. He couldn’t look at his friend as he stood in their bedroom doorway. Apollo’s stared at the comforter, brow furrowed. He had forgotten entirely that Cassio and Oliver were even downstairs. His heart raced, and he sat up, clutching at his chest. “Fuck,” He muttered as the door closed and Isaac locked it. Apollo had forgotten that Theo was downstairs. “What the fuck?” He said again, throwing his legs over the side of the bed and slipping out of it. 

He searched wildly around the room, gathering his clothes and tossing them on messily. It wasn’t like him to get swept up in the moment like that or to forget something as huge as a kid claiming to be his son. He had a spell to perform, he had answers to get, and he was up here fucking? “How did I…” He muttered, picking up Isaac’s shirt instead of his own and tossing it backward to his boyfriend. “That wasn’t…” Apollo hopped on one foot, putting his socks on. “I’ve never…”

When he was dressed, Apollo turned to Isaac, seeing him still on the bed with his clothes in front of him. “Isaac,” He said breathlessly, his pupils blown out and his gaze wild. “I think there’s some kind of magic protecting Theo or-or stopping me from performing this spell to find more answers. I think we were victims of it. Like a distraction spell or a protection one? To prevent us from finding the truth of what’s going on.” He had never heard of such a thing, but when magic was involved, anything was possible. “Get dressed,” Apollo said as he made his way to Isaac, leaning forward to kiss the top of his head. “And let’s get downstairs. I’ll have Cassio analyze us to see what kind of traces that magic was so we know what we’re dealing with.” 

Oliver was shocked to see Cassio return alone. Something isn’t right. He felt it in his bones. Apollo and Isaac didn’t act like this; it wasn’t the first or even fifth fight they had seen the couple have. It never ended up with them abandoning the company to fuck it out. “But if Theo’s mom did this and altered all our memories, she’d have to be around us. You’ve probably met her, and Isaac probably has, but I’ve never met her. She wouldn’t even know about me unless it’s a proximity thing around Theo. Like anyone around him gets their memories jumbled, but the neighbor watching him remembered him.” Oliver stroked the boy’s hair, pushing it away from his forehead. Was it wrong that he hoped he was Apollo’s son? Because he didn’t want his new nephew to not be in his life as selfish as that was. “We have to do my brother’s spell and get to the bottom of Theo and whatever happened to Apollo and Isaac.”