#were not staying here for much longer my dad doesn't like how they act

[princess-charlie-of-hell]

Why does the fandom acts like Charlastor/Radiobelle is the worst ship in existence?

(This post is going to be pro Charlastor and contains anti Radioapple if you have a problem with it please either stop reading or at least stay respectful)

This is something which annoys me for a long time because the hate this ship gets is so over exaggerated in my opinion.

I am not saying that you are not allowed to dislike or hate this ship because i am myself someone who dislikes a ship sometimes for the silliest reason. But every time i see "what is the worst Hazbin Hotel and why is it Charlastor" or anything similar to it, I just can't take it serious anymore

This is why I am making this post to argue against some points which people always make against Radiobelle

"Alastor and Charlie have a Father-Daughter bond"

I already made a post why I dislike this whole trope but i write it here again because some people think this is Canon despite Alastor just acting like her father to annoy Lucifer. Because we only see Alastor acting like this in Dad beats dad and never before or after this again and Vivziepop even said it.

"Shipping Charlie and Alastor is WLW erasure and Charlie is with Vaggie"

This seems to be one of the main reason people are against Radiobelle but i think that something like this shouldn't be a problem because 1. Charlie is canonically Bi and so there shouldn't be a problem shipping her with a man and 2. Just because something is shipped in Fanon doesn't mean that the Canon ship is no longer Canon. Chaggie is Canon and I am happy about it because I love this ship too.

"That ship would be Toxic"

I have bad news to tell people but let's face it almost all Alastor ships are somehow toxic except maybe Radiorose. Alastor is not a good person and he would manipulate probably every person he mainly gets ship it like Lucifer or Vox, so I find it stupid to complain about this with only Charlastor

"The Age gap between the two are too huge, Alastor is too old for her"

This always make me roll my eyes because 1. Both are adults so who cares and 2. Charlie is canonically older than Alastor. For me this is always fandoms confusing naivity with being Childish.

"Alastor is canonically Ace"

Ace people can have romantic relationship too but if you don't feel comfortable with shipping him with others I won't say anything against it, I just dislike it when it gets comments it under fan art of any ship posts

This last part is just my opinion but I can't help thinking that this ship would be much more popular and wouldn't get that much hate if Charlie were a man or Alastor a woman. Image this whole scene

but with a male Charlie or any other male character. The fandom would have gone crazy and say how Alastor tried to seduce Charlie or tag it with "toxic yaoi". I already saw this whole scene redraw with Lucifer instead of Charlie and it was posted as Radioapple. I even think that if Alastor would be a woman she would be called a ace lesbian because Alastor in Canon dislikes men.

(Here starts the main anti Radioapple part so be warned)

Like I said I saw a pair scene redraw with Lucifer instead of Charlie with scenes between Charlie and Alastor and they often got posted under Radioapple and the fans loved it, so I wonder that Maybe people actually see romantic undertones between Charlie and Alastor but they just dislike Radiobelle or maybe just M/F ships so they just take Lucifer and swap him with Charlie so that they can have a M/M version

This post got longer than expected ups.

This was mostly a post for me to vent because I see sometimes people saying Charlastor is as bad as V*angel and it drives me crazy. Radiobelle isn't everyone cups of tea and that is OK but sometimes I see someone write under Charlie/Alastor fanart "I am just going to image it is Radioapple" or that what I hate at most when somebody makes fanchildren of them and shippers of radioapple use them for their ship and it makes my blood boil because for me this so disrespectful to the artist who put time and work in them.

[dareactions]

How will companions react to a teen!Warden? Will their behavior change or they will act the same way as with an adult!Warden? Who would like to be friends with Warden and who's more annoyed by teens? Sorry if my request is too long:(

Alistair: He always wanted a sibling in some ways. There's something nice about the idea of having someone that depends on him and the Warden becomes a younger sibling so fast he gets a bit scared. Alistair wants to so badly steer them in the right direction- and he very easily falls into that role of the cool older brother. Honestly he kind of lets them get away with way too much just because they're younger but eh- he's not here to be a dad let's be honest. Leliana: Honestly she's kind of excited. Teenagers are always some of the most creative people in terms of problem solving and they have the ego and gumption that rivals most politically inclined adults. She for sure leans into the big-sister role that she finds herself in. She is a confidant, someone who listens and gives advice when asked. Also the person who pretend she doesn't see anything if you don't want her to. Loghain: Only one internal thought- what the fuck? He is so confused. Like- Loghain can't even be angry, he's just confused. Why the fuck is a teenager this competent? Since when were Grey Wardens below the legal drinking limit? There's such a mix of feelings that anger never even bubbles to the surface; he just becomes an exasperated dad in the funniest way imaginable. He hates this, he doesn't want this but it's not like Alistair or Morrigan is going to tell the kid off. Morrigan: She is so actively displeased she may as well just have even more of a permanent frown. She's not bad with kids and she would argue she can handle teens even better; but really? A teenager? She just sighs, rolls her eyes and makes sure they're not more than an arm's reach away when they're in major cities and anyone who even so much as raises their voice at them- it's on sight. Oghren: This man- does not know what to do. He isn't exactly the most stable person to put anyone around; much less a teenager. There's a lot of squabbling and stupid fights. Teenagers like pushing boundaries and Oghren likes pretending he is unbothered until he no longer is. It takes a LONG time to find a stability that actually works on the road between the two but hey- he doesn't mind teaching the kid a trick or two. Shale: Could care less, let's be honest. Just more inclined to not take you as seriously initially but eh- humans tend to exceed all odds. Sten: It's a big of a weird situation. In some ways- he likes the initiative the Warden is showing at a young age. After all, it's not like age actually decides your competence in battle - however he really could do without the whole mood swings and feeling on top of the world thing. He doesn't baby them whatsoever- just treats them like he would any teen within the Qunari. Wynne: If the Warden didn't want a mom figure- they should've stayed out of Wynne's sight. She is ON THAT. She does not mind being the bad guy unlike Alistair and is here to ensure the Warden survives this Blight. She's soft, comforting, nurturing- and also willing to put her hands on her hips and stare them down with a look that would make gods shake. Zevran: You know that older brother or uncle that teaches you how to pick locks and steal cars? Yeah, that's him. Zevran is actually the one who seems the most upset visibly that they're doing all of this so young- but he takes it in stride. He keeps them within arm's length, his protective nature is always a silent one. He is pissed when he finds out he was hired to kill a child though.

[pleasure-as-a-means-of-survival]

The Daddycest 18+ Discord Server held a secret santa event this year for the holidays! It opened November 20th for sign ups, and pairs were assigned November 30th for everyone to start creating! Each person was given a "wish list" from their partner, and the gifters got to work to have everything cranked out for the deadlines between December 20th through the 31st! Everyone was given the option to either write, or draw - whichever they were most comfortable with! Without further ado~

Masterlist

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Fan Fictions:

"Wincestielmas" by @nuturalsuper

Castiel/Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester

Sam and Castiel decide to make Dean celebrate Christmas with them this year, it turns into a threesome…

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"Lukewarm truths at Blackwater" by @crowleysmistress

Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester

The night before going up to Blackwater Ridge to help the Collins with the Wendigo, Sam & Dean communicate some hard truths about their past, John W and about how they see the trip and what each expects to do in the future.

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"'Til Death" by @samanddean76

Dean Winchester/John Winchester

John goes on a hunt. Shit goes sideways. He comes back to his Omega a changed and slightly undead Alpha. That's when it gets really crazy…

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"Daddy's Boy" by @leafzelindor

Sam Winchester/John Winchester , Dean Winchester/John Winchester

Sam has decided that he wants what Dean has. Dad's attention. He wants it bad. He wants those hands on him. He wants to feel skin on skin. Now he doesn't have to wait any longer.

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"Like A Girl" by @boywifesammy2

Dean Winchester/John Winchester/Sam Winchester

Sam comes home from school pent-up and frustrated from a week of being caged up. He convinces Dean to take care of him, but John isn't happy to come home and see that Deanna disobeyed orders and gave into Sam's pleading. After all, how will Samantha ever learn to act right if Deanna keeps letting her think she's a boy?

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"Imitation of a Perfect Soul" by @gappyswife

Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester

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"Oh! Darling" by @deafsamwinchester

Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester

little sammy isn't so little anymore, is he?

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"An Honest Conversation" by @brotherscain

Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester

The first time it happens, it’s an accident. Sam’s been poking around some of the dusty tomes in the bunker, tells himself his sudden curiosity has nothing to do with missing Dean. Staying up, researching until delirium sweeps him under. Sam could attribute it to any number of spells and incantations without the slightest clue of how to fix it back.

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"Safe and Sound" by @vampirejohn

Dean Winchester/John Winchester

Discord Server exclusive - no link

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"Laptop Desires" by @cheshireimpala1967

Sam Winchester/laptop!Dean Winchester

Discord Server exclusive - no link

Fan Arts:

"Bonding Time" by @pumpcidraws

Jack Kline/Sam Winchester

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"Judgement" by @winchesters-and-roses

Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester

And that's a wrap for Secret Santa in the Discord Server! Thank y'all so much for creating these wonderful pieces for one another! I am so thankful to be in with such an amazingly talented and creative group of people - you knocked it out of the park 🎉 Happy New Year!

[half-oz-eddie]

Journaling Billy is so personal for me.

Billy with a gratitude journal that he writes in every time something good happens, or someone does something nice for him.

He got the journal from a nurse at the hospital post-starcourt, who thought it would be a nice way for him to pass the time, while also lifting his spirits and helping him realize how much love and kindness is around him, even if he doubts it.

It's just a blue, soft cover bound book, but he humors the nurse because she's got warm, pretty eyes and reminds him of his mom.

He uses it often, even after leaving the hospital.

Steve catches him writing in his journal one day, and Billy tells him it's fine if he reads the gratitude journal but not his diary.

Steve, of course, is dying to see what's in the journal, what Billy considers nice, and what good things have been happening to the love of his life.

Aug 1, 1985 Everyone came to see me. Even those kids Harrington always babysits. That's nice, right?

Aug 5 Harrington brought me some food from some burger joint. It was good. I guess he's nice even though I was kind of a dick to him.

Aug 21 Harrington showed up to drive me home. I don't know why he's being so nice to me. It pisses me off because I think he just feels sorry for me. I'm probably using this journal the wrong way but I don't care. I can't talk to anybody about this. I'm not feeling that grateful for shit today.

Aug 25 Max helped me with my pain medication. I thought she hated me. She acts like everything's fine. I have to admit I’m grateful what happened only stays in my nightmares and I wake up to a different reality.

Aug 29 Harrington called to check on me. Offered to come over and play cards. He doesn't have to keep pretending. I like the company, though.

Sept 10th Max tried to stay home from school to look after me. I'm doing a lot better so I didn't need the help. I still don't understand why everyone's being so nice after what I did. Sept 14th Felt strong enough to go out for some air on my own. Saw Sinclair and that other kid. Think his name's Dustin. They were on their bikes. They waved and asked how I was doing. Told them I was fine and they rode off. Do I deserve their concern? Sept 15th Sinclair came back while I was on the porch. Asked for Max. I told him he couldn't be here because of Neil. We waited for Max a few houses down and talked about basketball. He's trying out for the team so I gave him some advice. It was a nice conversation. Didn't feel forced at all.

Sept 20th I told Lucas I was sorry for what happened that night. He said he'd forgotten all about it. I know the little shit was lying, but I guess he forgives me. That was cool of him.

Sept 29th Lucas made the team and thanked me for the advice. I don't feel like I did anything.

Oct 4th I'm feeling better than ever. Driving around on my own again. Nobody seems to blame me for what I did, and everyone's nice everywhere I go.

Oct 11th Went to see El. She's always kind to me. She's like the little sister I never had. She made me some waffles.

Oct 15th Saw Harrington again. It was warm so we went swimming in his pool. I really missed the water.

Oct 29th Haven't been writing much down. It feels like I'm saying the same things over and over. Everyone's always nice to me. Dad's not bothering me anymore. I feel like I have a lot of support around me. For once I feel safe. Oct 31st Went to a halloween party with Harrington. First time having a beer in months. Got a little too drunk and we kissed. He didn't seem to hate it. I didn't either.

Nov 9th Finally talked to Steve again after the kiss. He asked if I wanted to go steady. I said no at first, then changed my mind. I'm glad I did.

Steve smiled as he read every entry. Every few days, Billy's entries were longer and longer. He talked about things that made him smile, people he met, and how much he appreciated the simplest things. It was an amazing transformation. He continued to read the entries, his eyes widening when he read the most recent one. January 12th 1986 I'm falling in love with Steve. I was hoping he’d say it first but he hasn’t said anything. Maybe I’m too hopeful. He treats me like he loves me too, I think. But I’m not sure. Steve quickly closed the book, feeling like he'd violated Billy's privacy by reading something he hadn't known before. "Why so quiet, Steve? You read yesterday's entry, huh?" "I—yeah. I thought maybe you wrote it in the wrong journal."

"I didn't. I was gonna tell you, I just...I dunno. I didn't want you to think I was trying to move too fast."

Steve laughed. "You have no idea how relieved I am."

Billy narrowed his eyes. "Why?"

"Billy, I've been in love with you for weeks."

Billy snorted. "You're such a sap, pretty boy."

They shared a kiss and Billy wrote in his journal about how grateful he was, to love and be loved.

January 16th On August 21st last year, I was wrong. I have everything to be grateful for.

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A little something to show my gratitude for reaching 400 followers. I appreciate all of you ❤️

Also tagging some friends I’ve met here that really belong in my gratitude journal for all the kindness they’ve shown lately and their posts just make me smile.

@shieldofiron @monsterpegger001 @dragonflylady77 @harringroveera @bigdumbbambieyes @brightside-of-the-upsidedown @thatgirlwithasquid

[hearts4youz]

The Captains Daughter: Chapter 15

December has been decembering lately, here's CH 15! its a bit short though. Please give me feedback and criticism! Have a great weekend and enjoy :)

Reader pov:

Riding high off the success of your last mission, the 141 is humbled when put on kitchen duty the week after. You and Price have lucked out however, because you guys received the easy job, grocery shopping. Gaz and Soap looked on jealously as you and your father left for town, you waved at them tauntingly. The car ride was quiet for most of the time, you rested your head against the window, the January air turning the surface a bitter cold. The hum of the tires against the road made up for the yet to be replaced radio in the vehicle. Your father gripped the wheel tightly, his turns sharp, his wholesome smile was missing today.

"Dad, is everything okay?" You asked, put off by his silence.

"Everything's fine" he responded sharply

you decided not to bother him in his terse state, returning to the window watching the road fly by. After awhile, Price finally spoke. He rubbed his chin for a moment before turning his head to face you in the passenger seat.

"I know what's going on, i'm not stupid."

"Hm?" you said, genuinely confused.

"Don't act coy, you've got a crush on one of my soldiers."

FUCK

FUCK

FUCK

"I've got no idea what your talking about," you lied.

"Bullshit, your basically eyefucking Simon." He paused, looking at you with a piercing glare. "And don't think I don't know about that whole soup stunt. Who knows what else you could've been doing in there... In his quarters with him... while he was 'sick' " Price's voice gets louder and deeper as he gets more and more upset.

"Fine dad! yeah... I like him... I like Ghost" You confessed, not being able to stand his yelling for any longer.

Your father balled his hands into fists and punched the steering wheel, causing the car to swerve a little. Thankfully, you were driving on open road with no other cars around to hit.

"Goddamnit kid!" he yelled in anguish. "Are you out of your mind!?" "Do you even know how much older he is than you!"

All you could do was sit there and take the yelling.

"Can you even comprehend how far out of regs that is?" Price calmed down a little.

"Dad- I...I know, but..." you were cut off by him yelling again.

"Simon is a Lieutenant, you are a sergeant. Not to mention he has about a decade on you!"

You returned to silence.

"Listen kid, I don't want you getting hurt. I care about you, Simon cares about you. I've come to realize that your getting older, your an adult. You're relationships are gonna be different from the ones you had in highschool. Different guys, different maturity level, more serious, but that doesn't mean i'm not going to continue to protect you. I'm your dad, i'll always be looking out for you. I'm not going to be able to control your feelings, but you absolutely cannot date your Lieutenant. Your going to get in trouble, He's going to get in trouble. I, as your commanding officer will get in trouble." Your father drones on.

"Just stay away from him outside of the required activities. Keep it tactical, alright?" He sighs.

"Okay dad," You agree, defeated.

You wouldn't tell him this, but really, you had no plan to supress your feelings.

Who cares if its wrong? it's not like he likes me back anyway.

The grocery run was awkward and uncomfortable. Your dad had tried to pretend that an argument had not happened in the car moments ago, but he couldn't hide his disapproving gaze. You felt guilty inside for not listening to your father, but you couldn't tear yourself away from the thoughts of your Lieutenant. The time spent in the grocery store, as well as the ride back to base, were, for the most part, silent.

Meanwhile

"FUCK this, FUCK that, FUCK cleaning, FUUUUUCKKKKKK!" Soap yelled as he dipped the mop back into the murky water. He lifted it back into the air and let the water wring out of the device for a few seconds, before slamming it back down on the ground with a splat and wiping the floor apathetically. He repeated this action with intensifying aggression until the mess hall floors were "Clean". More so, flooded with dirty water and a 'caution when wet' sign on top.

Taglist: @abbiesxox @n30n-j3lly @weird-katthing @kayoyamamegame @kroowonderemporium @astro-ghoul99

[hysteriaww]

Hi ! It's going to sound weird but....

How do you think Kai would have influenced Luke's personality if Luke actually won during the merge ?

I know Kai was stronger, but let's say Luke wins.

He was already pretty strong since he was able to break Liv out of the spell she was trying to do. He was stronger than his sister. He would have won if they were to do the merge. I don't exactly remember how powerful he was but I suppose he was fairly quite good with magic.

And magical powers aside, he has quite a strong personality. He's fed up with the Mystic Falls gang bullshit. He was not even that scared of Kai. I mean, he knew his brother was a freaking threat, but he did not hesitate to go on his own and do the merge with Kai. Even when Kai didn't want to do it Luke was like "Hey bitch, you scared I could win ?"

I don't think Luke really thought he could win or maybe he did, anyway he just wanted it to end. He wanted to project his sisters.

So, with Kai's personality inside of him, what would he be like ? I think that guy would at least find a way to end that Gemini tradition crap about the merge, and the lives of the whole coven linked to the leader.

Apart from that I don't know.

That would not be as fun as seeing Kai struggle with new emotions 🤣 but I want to see Luke being even more badass you know.

Yup, really long question sorry not sorry. X)

This is a very interesting question! Tho I have wondered what Jo would be like if she merged w Kai & won, I've never wondered about Luke until now... I think it could be a very compelling arc for him & the gemini coven. Here's what I think would happen! (I wrote a whole ass mini-fanfic in my answer lmfao):

Fresh after the merge: Luke would initially act & feel almost exactly like same old Luke, except maybe he'd rightfully be a bit more grim, traumatized and world-weary after defeating Kai. Liv & Jo would be concerned but he'd tell them not to worry bc he just needs some time to recover & leading the coven rn is more important than his mental health anyway (aka the FIRST Red Flag). Liv & Jo would disagree but let it go for now to avoid stressing him out.

First few months as leader: I think Luke's first order of business would be to undo the damage Joshua did as a terrible coven leader. That might mean overturning fucked up coven laws, etc. but Joshua doesn't like this, so he gets his supporters in the coven to back him & veto Luke's changes. Meanwhile, Luke's own coven support is growing bc I do believe he'd be a MUCH better leader than Joshua, so old man's resentment grows more. Eventually, it reaches a point where Luke feels boxed in like he can't make any real GOOD change bc of Joshua's puppets & THAT is when... the whispers of Kai's voice begin to awaken in Luke's mind. Uh-oh...

Conflict resolution 101: The part of Luke that's in control tries to be diplomatic about getting rid of Joshua's supporters but it just. doesn't. work. The assholes are FLUENT in gemini bureaucracy bc they've been around longer so they outmaneuver Luke constantly. That's when Kai begins suggesting some... less diplomatic solutions, including the idea that Joshua's supporters wouldn't be such a problem if JOSHUA was gone. Luke spends a long time rejecting this & literally warring with himself, so Liv & Jo are like "dude are u ok" and in a moment of weakness he admits his idea about taking joshua out. They're shocked, but after a sec, they're like "wait this is the same man who tried to off his own kids more than once. Uk what? yes lets do it." And suddenly all 3 (ahem, 4) Parker kids are plotting to put dad in a magical coma (hmm does that sound familiar? I wonder which sibling's idea this was...) so he can't influence his supporters anymore. And the siblings succeed! Joshua's out! but it becomes their lil secret, hidden from the coven...

A Good Ol' Frame Job: Lo and behold, Joshua's supporters still stay loyal to the man in a coma instead of Luke! Liv & Jo are like "it's fine luke, dad isn't gonna wake up so eventually they'll have no choice but to listen to you" but KAI isn't convinced... and neither is Luke. Diplomacy didn't work, sleeping beauty-ing joshua didn't work, so now he needs to play dirty. He doesn't jump to violence or anything - he simply frames a few of them for crimes they didn't commit. Snakey, but simple. Only problem is... Luke can't recall if this idea was his own, or Kai's...... bc they're both equally likely to have thought of it. Kai's influence is growing... So when Jo & Liv come to him like "wow crazy how those supporters got revealed as criminals right? That worked out conveniently," Luke goes w the safest option & says "haaa yea what a coincidence! no idea how that happened" ......and now he's lying to his sisters (Big Red Flag #2)

Calm before the storm: Now that joshua's remaining supporters (who haven't been framed) are very few, Luke doesn't face much resistance anymore & he actually succeeds at reforming a lot of fucked up gemini practices & making positive change. Maybe he even succeeds at eliminating the merge altogether! Luke's flying high, believing he's a true protector of the geminis & the best leader and savior (which, to be fair, he rly is better than the shitty leaders before him)! Kai's influence here is very sneaky bc some of Luke's old sense of humor comes back to him, with some new hints of cockiness that weren't there before. Luke's golden boy charm & Kai's cockiness creates the perfect politician cocktail & liv and jo appreciate the good he's done for geminis but also lowkey resent the big-headed self-important persona he's growing.

But THEN there's trouble in paradise: joshua's leftover supporters find a piece of evidence that proves Luke framed the others & they threaten Luke w it, deducing that he also had smthg to do w Joshua's coma. They order him to step down but he can't do that. Not now, when he's finally *this* close to changing the coven for good! These pricks will wake joshua & bring the old laws back! No, he can't let that happen, he can't let it- ....Luke snaps. He blacks out, then wakes up in horror to realize he violently killed. them. all. He panics, calling Jo & Liv for help BUT to cover his ass, he lies & says he had to kill them bc they found out about "all 3 of them" cursing Joshua... while choosing not to mention how they also discovered his frame jobs. Liv & Jo are horrified yet they help him cover this up bc he's falsely led them to believe their asses are also on the line for cursing joshua... but then Jo notices some of them were killed in very "Kai" ways (bled to death from their spleens getting cut out, etc.) & Liv finds the piece of evidence they had that links Luke to the frame jobs...... the 2 of them realize Luke is not in control anymore.

The Climax: Liv & Jo confront Luke, asking him to step down but warning him that they'll MAKE him if he doesn't agree. He doesn't agree. A fight ensues & Luke is pretty OP despite the 2 v. 1. Luke gets *this* close to killing them (while Kai cheers him on), but then says SIKE and kills JOSHUA's comatose body instead, shocking everyone. Jo, Liv AND Kai are like "wha- why?!" & Luke the politician diabolically reveals that he can't bring himself to kill them - but he can frame them for Joshua's death & turn the coven against them.... OR he can frame the dead supporters for Joshua's death & save his sisters, IF Liv & Jo stay loyal to his cause. At this ultimatum, Jo & Liv finally give up, saying they'd rather get framed or killed than let him rule the coven like this. The Kai in Luke gets triggered by their abandonment bc he's a gOoD LEADER can't u SEE?! Kai's increased presence & Luke's increased lack of control make his SIPHONING manifest for the first time & he unintentionally starts siphoning the sisters. And Luke gets triggered by them trying to overthrow him bc he's the OnLy one who can PROTECT the coven!! Just like he protected Jo & Liv from Kai!! At this point the sisters' resentment RLY comes out like "WE DIDNT ASK YOU TO!! YOU chose to merge to protect us WITHOUT ASKING what WE wanted!! U literally knocked out Jo when she was ABOUT to merge! You protected us bc that's what U wanted, not US. And now the coven doesn't need to be protected BY you anymore, it needs to be protected FROM you!!" Like a bucket of ice water, Luke realizes he's siphoning his sisters rn. He has become Kai. They're right. He is not in control anymore. He steps away & realizes the whole coven itself is broken. The best way to save it is to take the ruling family nonsense out of it & free everyone. He agrees to step down & Jo & Liv help him break the coven link altogether and they free the coven! For a moment, it seems like Kai is going to stop them, but then even the Kai in his mind realizes the coven fucked him over his whole life & he'd much rather see it gone. So all 4 kids unite in Sibling Solidarity and liberate the coven!

Epilogue: Luke gets therapy & that means Kai begrudgingly gets it too bc he's stuck in luke's head. They both start healing & finding a medium ground of how to share space in luke's head. Kai even uses Luke to apologize to Liv & Jo for his own crimes. I'd like to think he'd even get Luke to go to Bonnie and apologize on his behalf & maybe help her out whenever he can, tho i don't think it would be sexual, bc in canon the merge didn't change kai's sexuality so i doubt it would change luke's. But yea I think bonnie would still at least have a new ally in luke thanks to the Kai in him xD

THE END lol I hope my impromptu mini-fanfic here answered your question ahaahaha thank you for asking!!!

[strawberrynightmere]

Grave Robbery (Yandere! Fushiguro fam x Necromancer female!reader)

⚠️TW: yandere tendencies, grave robbery (mentioned), necromancy (mentioned), cannon divergence (like a lot will be changed), some nsfw-is elements at the end (I guess)

Side note: I can't belive I forgot about Tsumiki, she will be involved here too.

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You are a necromancer and you drive serial killers insane for shits and giggles. The pay is good but you're not nearly on clock like the jujutsu sorcerers are, so you have side-gigs.

One of them is being a temporary nanny for the Fushiguro family, the pay covered way more than you essentially needed, all for housework and taking care of two well-behaved kids; Tsumiki and Megumi.

Their father (your employer) is almost never home and when he is, he's usually there for a few days before leaving for his job which lasts from a few weeks or longer. In all honesty, when he is home you try to avoid him as much as possible. Why? There is just something off about him.

"Will you marry dad?" Tsumiki asked.

"No." You answered bluntly while washing the dishes.

"Yes." Megumi fired back.

"No."

"Yes!" Now it was Tsumikis turn.

"No."

"Yes!" Both answered in unison.

"No."

"No!" The old trick in the book.

"No." The two were pouting in disappointment.

"Why do you want me to marry him anyway?"

"So we can call you mom."

"You call me that every day."

"So... you could... live us."

"But I already live with you."

"Yes, but forever."

So that's what this is all about. You rinse the last dish and put it off to dry and kneel down to their level.

"Listen, I can't stay here forever, only until your dad finds someone who can take my place."

"Nooo!" Both tackle you and cry. You can understand why they're acting like this. You're the closest thing to a mother to them, Tsumiki vaguely remembers her adoptive mother and Megumi when she passed away.

"Alright! Alright! Get off. It's time for bed, both of you." Since they didn't budge, you just ended up carrying them to bed.

---

After two hours, you successfully cleaned the apartment. You can go to bed and watch The 1am Special on your phone.

You almost jumped out of your skin when you heard the front door slam open and shut. That was probably your boss. It obviously wasn't the first time he entered the house like that at this ungodly hour. Better put him in bed, too.

"Welcome back, sir." Did he reek of alcohol. You carefully guide him to his bedroom and lay him down. Unfortunately, he doesn't let you go. Instead, he wraps his arms around you and pulls you down with him.

"Goddammit." He was out like a light, and you were stuck. You don't hate this job, but it's supposed to be temporary, and it doesn't seem like they won't let you go anytime soon.

An idea formed in your mind. It's not a good one, but it might work.

---

"O-one second! I was dead?!" Poor Mrs. Fushigura was trying to put 2 and 2 together while also putting herself together.

"Ho-how long was I gone?!" She was frantic, which was understandable.

"A few years, not that long. The kids started school, so you missed like two or three milestones, nothing bad, they're still growing up." You better keep your mouth shut. Her reaction wasn't getting any better.

"No panic! No panic! I'll help you adjust to this sudden change." You put reassuring hand on her shoulder, trying to calm her down.

---

Your plan worked... in a way. The family was happy that you brought Mrs. Fushiguro back from the dead. Alright, your boss was happy, and he he expressed it weirdly. The kids, however, were awkward at first, but they came around.

And you kept your word, helping Mrs. Fushiguro adjust to her new life before leaving.

"So there are different rituals for different corpses?" Mrs. Fushiguro asked, interested in your field of work.

"More so for how long the person was dead, that is." You hand her a cup of tea before sitting next to her.

"Like for you; I had to make a grave robbery not look like a grave robbery, plus the preparations. Don't have to do that with a newly dead person." You let out a half-hearted,'heh' as she just nodded, and you both drank tea.

"Thank you so much for helping me adjust with everything."

"No need to thank me." You try to brush it off.

"Really!" She puts a hand on your thigh. "I am really thankful to you." She looks at you in a way you can't figure out.

---

Having drinks with your employers on your last day was not something you would plan, but you think to yourself might as well have a small celebration on the last day.

One drink after another, your vision becomes blurry, and your other senses are dulled. Something in the back of your head screams to get out of there, but your body is heating up.

"It's getting too late. We should take you back home."

---

You're not sure when and how you woke up naked and sandwiched between them with a splitting headache, and the sunlight wasn't doing you any favors.

"Morning sweetheart, hope we weren't too rough with you." You feel Toji's lips going up your back and shoulders as soft hands rub up and down your body.

"Let her be dear. She had a long night."

You feel yourself drift back to sleep again, aware that there's no way you're getting out of here.

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

I had no intention of writing this. I hope it's not disappointing.

[carlsdarling]

hear me out now.. STEPDAD CARL?? OBV THE READER AND HIM ARR AGED UP YOU CAN DAY NO😜

Stepdad Carl headcanons

Carl and Y/N are in their mid-thirties here and Y/N has a teenage daughter. It was challenging to imagine a Carl so much older, so I hope you will like him.

WARNINGS: none

You first met Carl when he and some of his folks from Alexandria visited your community Oceanside to do some trading. You were immediately intrigued by Carl's demeanor - a fact that didn't fail to be apparent to your 15-year-old daughter, Celia. Of course, you had heard of the one and only Carl Grimes, but you never thought he was so attractive and amiable.

A mutual affection quickly developed between you, then a romantic relationship, so you and Celia relocated to Alexandria because the distance between Alexandria and Oceanside is too great. Celia was upset about it at first - she didn't want to leave Oceanside and her friends, even though she likes Carl and is happy for you. However, she then adjusted relatively well in Alexandria.

Carl, meanwhile, can deal with his facial injury. He doesn't mind showing it to Celia and telling her what happened to him when he was her age. By now he no longer wears the bandage, but a black eyepatch like the Governor once did - so as not to freak people out. Carl has cut his hair, but it is still thick, dark and full and silky to your touch. He has aged very well. Sometimes he wears a short beard, but mostly he is smoothly shaved. He is lean, has put on just a little muscle, and now has a physique like Rick used to have.

Celia's new lady friends in Alexandria think Carl is sexy and are always raving about him. Celia thinks this is weird. "That's my stepdad! He's old!" - "I want to be Carl's toy!" - "Lorna! He could be your dad!" - "Uum, I don't care."

Carl, at first, didn't know how to deal with Celia because he doesn't have any kids of his own and Judith is, after all, in her mid-twenties, but they mostly get along well now.

Carl acts very protective of Celia. He doesn't like it when she stays out too late in the evenings or when she roams the woods outside of Alexandria. He is in constant worry about her.

When Celia has her first boyfriend, the situation escalates somewhat. Tom isn't particularly skilled with a rifle, nor is he particularly gutsy. Carl doesn't like this, so he takes Tom to task without discussing it with you or Celia first. He heads to the Alexandria shooting range with him and drills him there, then trains him how to kill walkers with a knife. Carl handles Tom very harshly in the process, and Tom eventually becomes so discouraged by Carl's high expectations and constant lectures that he simply throws the gun into the grass and stomps off in frustration.

As a result, Celia angrily storms into the kitchen as you are cooking something, and accusingly tells you what Carl has done. "Carl has no right to do that!"

This leads to an argument between Carl and you. "Carl, that's not the way to do it. You humiliated Tom. It's not okay, he's only 16." - "Tom is a sissy." - "Carl!" - "When I was his age, I..."

You rolled your eyes. But eventually Carl apologized to Celia, explaining that he just wanted to make sure Tom was capable of protecting her in any situation.

Celia reads Carl's old comics, and Carl appreciates that.

Rick has revealed to Celia how Carl, when he was her age, ate three pounds of chocolate pudding all alone and how he then got sick, and how a walker bagged his shoe. Celia has been teasing Carl with these stories ever since.

When Rick got pneumonia and it wasn't clear if he would survive, Carl was terrified of losing his dad. He got kind of depressed, and Celia made chocolate pudding for him to cheer him up.

More than once Celia tells you not to moan so loudly during sex. "Mum, I can hear you two," she says, embarrassed.

When you and Carl called Celia into the living room one evening and told her you were pregnant by Carl, she looked from one to the other, puzzled. Then she said: "Have you guys ever heard of birth control?“ and raised an eyebrow.

Carl and you will have to vigorously fend off her suggestions for baby names. Celia's favorites are "Morticia," "Ivory," "Draco," and "Lucius."

[paragonrobits]

The fire made for a comforting warmth, a natural-feeling night under the night sky, here in a desert land between cities.

Connie poked at the fire, carefully making sure it was contained, and wouldn't go out of control or extinguish itself. After a few moments she satisfied herself and sat back, where Steven had stayed there, watching silently with his head tilted very slightly to one side. He looked a lot like a cat watching things, trying to figure out how they worked.

Connie remembered the way the Gems sometimes moved around when they were in a hurry or not thinking clearly; they moved on all fours, like it was natural to do. Sometimes she wondered about that. Steven moved like a cat an awful lot, and sometimes she speculated on the way he acted so differently was because he had spent most of his life around aliens with no real interest in human behavior, and a dad who deliberately eschewed human society on purpose.

Disinterest, mingling with resentment and a strange kind of enlightenment; did Steven move and talk and act in strange ways because he was disconnected from what people assumed normal stuff was, or was it ground in, deep down to his spirit?

She didn't know. But she did have a question.

She poked the fire, to have something to do. "Steven?"

He looked up at her, and then at the sky, his gaze a bit distant for a moment. Not far off, there were tents, in the local style, and they hadn't gone to say hello; the ettiquette was that you left people alone, so they left you alone too, and if they didn't come out to meet you first then they weren't interested. The cities, as she'd explained to Steven, bordered on being city-states, even if they were under federal control and it was all one country.

The in-between places were deeply magical, and dangerous. People who lived out here knew how to stay alive, whether that knowledge had been honed for a couple hundred years or much longer, depending on who you were talking about. You left people be.

All this was a distraction from the thought on her mind. She carefully said, "You know how you still really hate that Kevin guy, and you had a grudge against Ronaldo for years, and all that?"

Steven considered this. Connie looked at him; his nails were thick, closer to claws. His skin shimmered in a way that looked a bit more like a plastic film, sparkling underneath with a faint pink-ish light, and his eyes were an inhuman shade of pink; black-colored, but the power of his Gem thundered through his body, a stream of living energies sustained and moving through him every moment, and the glow made his eyes pink.

He didn't look human, anymore. She supposed it could be a scar from his monsterization, not unlike the other physical quirks she'd seen on the reformed Gems. But she also suspected that maybe he was just tired of pretending to be something other than what he was.

He wasn't human; he wasn't a Gem. He wasn't quite either, and he'd grown to accept the gray space in between.

"I wouldn't say the past tense works here," he said.

Connie made a soft noise, in the back of her throat. It was about what she expected. "Yeah. So I got to thinking; about how you don't really like Aquamarine, but it doesn't feel like you dislike her. Even though she tried to kill you, her and Eyeball too."

"Yeah?" His voice was uncertain.

"And then, there's the Diamonds." That was a whole mess in its own, and she felt a sudden coil of regret for bringing it up. "That's... something complicated."

"Yeah. It is?" Steven poked at the ground. "I dunno. It's hard to say. I guess I have to deal with them, and I don't really like being around them, and it's good to see them changing. I mean, I guess my mom hated them because, I dunno. She had her reasons, and she was happy never ever seeing them again. But when they get all mopey or want to be part of my life it's... hard. I don't hate them, I guess. Mostly they honestly just feel sorta... pathetic, I guess. They want to be part of my life when I don't want them around, and they just don't get it."

"Yeah. And then there's Jasper, you tried real hard to bring her around, and you were able to bring Bismuth around once you worked up the nerve for it, and both of them tried to kill you. And Lars back in the day, and Ronaldo and that Kevin guy, none of them did anything nearly as bad as what the Diamonds or Jasper did, or what Bismuth tried to do to you, and what Eyeball and Aquamarine pulled..."

Steven looked at her, eyebrows raised. "Um. What do you mean?"

Oh well. Time to be honest about it. "Why do you hate humans like Kevin or Ronaldo so much more than Gems who genuinely tried to kill you? Kevin was a creep, no doubt about it. Lars was kind of a bully, and Ronaldo was a conspiracy theorist trying to make himself feel important and was so self-involved he refused to pay attention to anything true you told him, but I guess in a logical way, the scale for all of that is pretty small compared to the murder attempts."

"Huh, yeah. Like Lapis did a bunch."

"Shoot, I forgot about that!" Connie sat back, more amused than apalled, and looked up. "I guess people really do change. But anyway, that's not what I meant. Why'd you take it so personally when some humans are bullying, or creeps, or just insensitive, but the murder stuff doesn't relaly bother you?"

"I dunno. It's... complicated, I guess." Steven looked up, mulling it over.

Eventually, he spoke, choosing his words with some care. "It's like... you know stories about robots and all that? Or stories about aliens coming to Earth and trying to just live like people, figuring things out and trying to understand why people are like this way or that?"

"I think so."

"Yeah, okay. So Gems are kind of like that. We... they, are just different. Even all the bad stuff, all the destroyed planets, I honestly can't really hate any of the Gems for what they did, not even the ones who liked hurting stuff. It's bad, yeah, but... they didn't know any better. They couldn't know any better. The Diamonds made them do it, but they're just following their own orders to, telling them to make more Gem worlds and make more Gems, and just keep going and going."

He was silent, thinking it over some more.

"It's stories about robots. Even when they have personalities, they're still wrapped up in their orders. Their reason for being made; a robot that's made to fight has to fight. A gun, I guess... its like if a gun had a soul, and then someone teaches it what it actually means to kill someone. To feel someone die."

Connie was silent. She remembered, years ago, how heated he got about Gem monsters, and the horror that was their existence...

"And the gun can go 'I don't WANT to be a gun', and it chooses to be something else. That's what I showed the Gems, I guess. They were made for purposes, you know. Made to fit into a specific role, and do a job, and BE that job. They're... slaves, I guess, when you get down to it."

"You really think so?"

"Mm." He stared at the fire. "You're made, and you're told, 'this is what you were built to do; do as you're told'. And you do it, and you can't really think about it; you don't have any context for anything, or the way the world around you moves, or even anything about the consequences of what you do. I guess I can take it for granted that I know about how a society really works, but they didn't; they couldn't. They just had a purpose, and that purpose the only thing they really understood. The... programming and direective they're given, that's all they have. Built to serve, and chained by it too."

He sighed, and looked up. "It's cruel, when you think about it. They did bad things. But they honestly couldn't know better. I can't really expect them to just wake up one day and go 'oh wowzers, hurting people is bad', because they don't even know what people ARE. They're just... chained. So maybe some of them are mean about it, like Aquamarine. Maybe some of them could do better, in the right situation, like that nice Lapis I met once, or a bunch of the Quartzes. And then, there's the Diamonds. I don't even know where to start, but at least they understand they did wrong, and they want to fix it."

There was silence, for a moment.

"My mom hated them," Steven said quietly. "She hated them so much. And I think I understand why, but the thing is... they understand it now, too. They're trying to do better than before. And that's my point; they didn't know. They had no way to know."

"So, what about the human people that you get so mad about it?"

He sighed. "I dunno, but it's like, I think about the Gems, and the monsters and them MAKING monsters because they're messed up, or they're chained by programming and it hurts them and they didn't even understand that, but the thing of it is... they don't know any better. It took someone like my mom, or me, to wake up and make them see the possibilities. To be something other than a prisoner of your own purpose!"

He poked at the fire again. "But Kevin? He didn't have any excuse like that. He had all the opportunity in the world; he saw other people, every day, with their own inner worlds and dreams and thoughts, and he just went 'nah, who cares as long as I get what I want?'. And that's it for him, you know? He just did whatever he felt like and couldn't be bothered to care if he hurt someone."

Steven leaned back, thinking clearly. "Lars was a dumb kid, I guess. He grew up into a better person; a real hero! I guess he's somewhere out there now; if there's real aliens out there, smart as humans or Gems, I hope he's made friends with them. But he's proof that humans can change every bit as much as Gems do. He used to be a bully who said mean stuff or hurt people on purpose because being honest was hard, and his home life was just fine so he didn't have anything making it hard to GET people. So he wound up nice, but it took him a while."

"And then, there's Ronaldo," He continued. "I dunno. Connie, that's a WHOLE thing but it's like... I honestly don't know if he bothers to think of other people that much. Like, if he's doing something inappropriate, or rude, or that could hurt someone at all. I don't think he WANTS to be mean, but I do think he's selfish, and self-centered, and a bunch of other lousy stuff that starts with 'self'." He snorted, apparently amused by it, and then that faded. "And I guess in the end, that still makes him pretty mean in a roundabout way."

Steven sat back, and made his final point: "The Diamonds destroyed worlds, and broke people who didn't fit into it. And it was cruel, and horrible, and, but they didn't know of anything else besides that purpose. They did horrible things, and the Gems that they made did horrible things to, just a big and awful chain of harm. But the point is... they really didn't know better. It took something like my mom to wake up, see the impossible and show them the way. And then I came, and I showed the Diamonds and the others that same way too. And now, I honestly can't hate most of them, not even the ones who hurt me, or have tried to kill me since. It's hard to take it personally, when you see the hurt in someone's heart."

He scowled. "But a lot of humans don't have any kind of excuse like that. They hurt other people because its convenient, or they get something from it, or they just can't be bothered to pay attention to anyone else. It might be small potatoes, but it just feels worse to me, you know? They have a choice and they choose to be horrible. Even if its not as serious, it feels worse to me, you know?"

Connie nodded slowly, looking up to. "Yeah. I think I do."

The fire dimmed, over time. They stayed together, and the world moved on.

(As it so happens, Lars had indeed found another species, quite a few actually, a whole space station forming the base of an intergalactic community the Homeworld Gems had previously overlooked through a truly baffling chain of coincidences. At the moment he was presently involved in trying to find diplomatic solutions between a cold war between two warring factions of intelligent shapeshifting robots, and the leader of the anarchic faction he was allied with for some reason reminded him a lot of Steven despite sounding absolutely nothing like him, and the weird similiarties in that conflict with the Crystal/Homeworld Gem divide was starting to bug him.

But on the other hand one of his new buddies was a hyper-violent and cheerful robot lady with the demeanor of a sassy street punk, and the other was a bombastic robot dinosaur who breathed fire and kept beating up villains with wrestling moves and that kind of over the top lunacy made him feel right at home.)

[lake-cosay]

since yellow posted about it without my permission (/j) here's everything (literally i'm going to try and put everything in one post) i've got for my parasite au

(just a heads up, it gets a bit heavy, mainly bc lake contemplates saving jesse's life against his will or letting him die with his consent.)

it's a no-train, human lake au. jesse and lake are childhood friends, both with relatively normal lives until one day jesse disappears. seemingly vanished out of thin air in the middle of the night. lake, who whole-heartedly does not trust the cops to actually try to find jesse, let alone bring him home safe, takes matters into their own hands, and sets out to find him themself.

lake packs a bag and heads out. (but not before they're stopped by jesse's parents, who know they can't stop lake and give lake supplies to stay safe, including jesse's dad giving lake his pocket knife.) (yes this might be a bit careless on the parents' side but i just want an excuse for jesse's dad to give lake his pocket knife idk) lake is willing to camp out in the woods for as long as they need to to find him.

days go by, and lake combs the woods looking for any sign of him. they think they catch fleeting glimpses of him, but whenever they turn to look, there's no one there. they also keep seeing deer -- sometimes only breifly, other times, they're able to watch the deer long enough to determine it's real and they're not just hallucinating. (surprise! it's alan dracula)

as the days go on, these glimpses of both jesse and the deer become more freuqent, more clear, more obviously not just lake's imagination. when lake is finally able to recognize the person as jesse, he looks bad. covered in dirt, his braid a mess*, his skin red from frostbite. his eyes... glowing. some horrible looking mark on the back of his neck.

*i firmly believe that if jesse and lake grew up being friends, jesse would shed the toxic masculinity much easier/earlier in his life, so he'd end up having a long braid by the time they're in high school.

but every time lake tries to get his attention, he disappears. but when lake is calm and quiet, they can start to approach him without scaring him away. eventually, they finally get to him. here's a drabble about that:

"Fuck, Jess, you're freezing," Lake said as they tried to suppress a shiver. He wasn't acting like he was cold, but then again, nothing about the way he was acting was normal.  Lake started to dig through their backpack, eventually fishing out the blanket. "C'mere," Lake tucked the edges of the blanket around his shoulders, then knelt down a bit before pausing. "I'm gonna pick you up," they said, hoping for permission. They didn't get anything explicit, but they didn't get a no either. As much as they hated to touch him without consent, his feet would fall off from frostbite if they stood there much longer. Lake tucked one arm around the back of Jesse's shoulders, the other under his knees. They lifted, and his weight came off the ground with surprising ease. Both because he had seemingly let Lake pick him up, but also because he had definitely lost a bit of weight.  With all of his weight in Lake's arms, Jesse leaned into Lake's chest. Lake lent their back against a tree, before slowly sliding down to sit on the ground with Jesse in their lap. They fussed with the blanket, making sure all of his skin was covered, especially his feet. Lake guessed that the blinding redness in balls of his feet were frostbite.

lake discovers that jesse's memories are extremely fuzzy. he doesn't remember any names, not even his own, but he does mention that lake looks familiar. when lake asks why he's out here, how he got out here, how he's alive etc, all he can answer with is "i don't know"

(alan dracula is definitely involved in lots of scenes but i forget about him when writing for some reason. i'm sorry AD i love you)

with their reunion, jesse's memories slowly come back. not fully, but he starts to remember lake's name again, and that he loves them, and that they love him. he remembers that he has a younger brother and his parents but it takes a while before their names come back to him.

i don't really have many details for the rest of what i planned for this au. basically lake somehow figures out that the parasite is killing jesse and they need to get it fast. they have to resort to cutting it out with the pocket knife.

that was all i had for the au until one day i realized that i've never seen anybody do anything with the fact that jesse almost turned into a tree in canon, and yellow helped me decide to combine that idea with this au. so, the parasite's way of killing him is turning him into a tree. here's another drabble:

Jesse winced and whimpered as another branch sprouted from his skin. Lake rubbed Jesse’s cheek, watching the branch slowly grow outwards.  Lake wasn’t sure how long they’d sat there, watching this parasite take over their best friend. But neither of them could think of a solution, and Jesse was so scared he was already practically stiff as a board. Save for the sobs that shook his body. There were 10 of them. At least 10 separate branches Lake could make out from here. They looked like they had pierced his flesh, the base of each branch surrounded with blood. Lake would look away for a minute, and when they looked back, the branches had grown thicker or longer. 3 of them had sprouted leaves. Or, maybe it had been more, but Jesse’s shaking had caused them to join the other leaves on the forest floor. Even his hair was changing; it was starting to feel more like vines than hair. Like dry, wilted roots. The tears Lake wiped away felt thick and sticky, and when Lake would kiss them away, they tasted like sap. Another whimper. Lake scanned his body, and the next branch poked out of his forehead, on his right side just below the hairline. Jesse’s shaky hand clawed at it, as if that was enough to stop all this. “I’m not gonna let you die like this,” Lake stated, with seemingly no response from Jesse. “Please. Let me try,” Jesse tried to take a deep breath, but the exhale made him shake violently. “I-I’m scared… I don’t— I don’t wanna die,” He tried to crawl even farther into Lake’s lap, but the roots from his feet kept him firmly planted in the earth. “If— If you really just… want me to stay,” Lake began, choking down their own tears now. “Then I will. But—” Staying meant saying goodbye. It meant Lake would sit here and hold Jesse until this parasite consumed him and he died. It meant he would die here, suffering. Lake’s hands itched to cut away the branches and carry him home, but Jesse had begged them to just stay. And though Lake’s heart had burst at his pleas to die, if that was what he wanted… Then Lake would do it for him. But Lake had a feeling that wasn’t what he wanted. That he was too caught up in his fear to really consider his options. Not that Lake blamed him; they couldn’t imagine how he was feeling right now. “If I stay, you die. I— I won’t leave you but— If you let me try— Then there’s a chance you could go home—” “Cut it out. Please,” Jesse begged, gasping for air. He pulled at his hair, and half of it came out like it was nothing. His whole body shook with sobs. “I don’t wanna die,” he gasped. “I wanna go home.” His hands clawed their way back to Lake’s. “Take me home.”

jesse turning into a tree was definitely NOT where i expected this au to go and i almost feel like they might be better as separate aus but the ideas are similar and i wanted to post that drabble anyways, so

i was going for a kind of analogue horror/lost footage vibe with this, just like. spooky dark forests, unexplainable disappearances, strange infections, etc.

so yeah, there's that. lmk what you think :>

[monstrsball]

IwaOiSuga Timeline (Single Dad!Iwa AU)

Elaborating on most of the events under the cut! This might get long.

2014 - Mikio is born while Iwaizumi is still in California. They live in California until around 2020.

2020 - Iwaizumi and Mikio move back to Japan (I guess in Mikio's case, he moves TO Japan). Iwaizumi starts working with the national team. Mikio starts school in April, Iwaizumi finds out that his teacher is Suga.

Iwaizumi and Suga end up running into each other again other times throughout the year because it turns out they have mutual friends. Iwaizumi sort of, maybe, has a crush on Suga but doesn't pursue anything at this time because he's his son's teacher. (And even if he did, Suga would have politely declined because he doesn't date parents/guardians of current students)

I like the idea of Mikio picking up a little on his dad's crush on his teacher and trying to do something about it (he's watched too many romance movies with his grandma). This leads to Iwaizumi taking him aside and being like "Hey, that's unnecessary" because he doesn't want his six year old son trying to play matchmaker for him, lol.

2021 - This isn't on the timeline but Suga and Oikawa meet this year. I always like to think about the alums having a little get together after/during (?) the Olympics before the people from different countries have to leave. So, I think Suga and Oikawa end up meeting and talking briefly here. This is a few months after Mikio moved up a grade and out of Suga's class. Oikawa is the one who gives Iwaizumi the final push to ask Suga out.

Around September, Iwaizumi and Suga start dating officially! The only ones who know are their closest friends. They don't tell Mikio until they're sure it's serious. This also isn't on the timeline but they probably tell Mikio around the six month mark? Maybe longer.

Suga and Oikawa start talking more after Suga and Iwaizumi make things official because dating Iwaizumi means being friends with Oikawa. They're a package deal. I see Suga becoming almost as close to Oikawa as Iwaizumi is.

2023 - Iwaizumi and Suga get a house together! There's not much to elaborate on here, I think... It's just a pretty big moment in their relationship. They have a housewarming party once they're all moved in. It's fun! I want to think more about how I think they decorate...

The house is a 3-bedroom! They wanted an extra room for guests (Oikawa isn't the only friend they have that's close enough to them to stay with them when they're in town but he is mostly who they have in mind).

2024 - After the 2024 Olympics, Oikawa decides to retire. I'm not 100% yet what he does after he retires, I'm personally a big fan of Oikawa deciding to coach so maybe I'll go with that?

2025 - Oikawa moves back to Japan to be closer to family. I think he took a long time to decide whether he wanted to stay in Argentina or move back to Japan. He eventually decided to move back because of Mikio, mainly, but also of course the rest of his family and friends.

He ends up living pretty close to the Iwaizumis and Suga (this is something all three of them talked about, Iwaizumi and Suga were the ones who helped him find it)! He watches Mikio for them when he's free so they can have date nights.

Sometime between 2021 and 2025, Oikawa realized that he might have feelings for Iwaizumi. And then he realized those feelings might extend towards Suga as well. He was in denial though and told himself that this was just him missing them and wishing he was closer, but it was a lot harder to ignore once he moved back and saw them more frequently. Oikawa spends a lot of time going "Oh my god, am I a homewrecker??" even though he doesn't any intention to act on these feelings.

Iwaizumi has had a similar realization about Oikawa around this time and he feels really guilty about it until he and Suga sit down and have a conversation about it and Suga confesses that he likes Oikawa too.

2026 - Oikawa joins Iwaizumi and Suga's relationship! I debated pushing this to 2027 so it was two years after Oikawa came back to Japan but... this feels right. I do think when they all get together, it's CLOSE to two years (like a year and ten months or something like that) after Oikawa moved back.

It takes a while because Oikawa obviously isn't going to be making any moves on them and Iwaizumi and Suga spend a lot of them talking about it. Things like... whether they want to actually do something about it (if things went badly, it could affect Oikawa's relationship with Mikio) and then how to go about proposing it to Oikawa once they've decided to give it a try.

They take things very slow, I think. It probably takes them longer to tell Mikio about it than it did for Iwaizumi to tell Mikio he was dating Suga.

And... yeah :3 I think Oikawa starts living with them a year or so after they make things official, I'm not sure whether they would look for a new house or not though.

As always, I'm open to people asking questions about this au!! In fact I would love it if you did. I love this au...

[toasterhasabucket]

Wow, look at me.

I'm about to be a dork and explain my whole toby playlist to you guys. Yay!

Also it's not a very big playlist of I'm PICKY with the songs I pick (lyrics, beat, voice,) of one thing is off it makes me unhappy because I'm like, "oh this is perfect- I hate the beat, so nevermind"

ANYWAYS onto the songs :]

BLACK STAR BY RADIOHEAD

"I get home from work And you're still standing in your dressing gown Well, what am I to do? I know all the things around your head And what they do to you" After toby got home from the hospital, he saw his dad standing outside the house. He didn't end up going to the hospital to see Lyra before she died because he was drunk. He's filled with rage and doesn't know what to do. "What are we coming to?

What are we gonna do?" What are we coming to, tobys dad started drinking and started getting abusive. What are we gonna do is what tobys mom was thinking, she didn't know what to do to help her or her children.

"Blame it on the black star Blame it on the falling sky" blame it on TOBY because lyra ended up more normal then him. He's different so his dad thinks everything is tobys fault, he did all this and that if he wasn't born everything would be fine. "Troubled words of a troubled mind

I try to understand what is eating you

I try to stay awake, but it's 58 hours" tobys mental health DROPPED when Lyra died, he had to start going to therapy, that didn't work out well. He kept hallucinating, he felt on autopilot. He couldn't sleep and when he did it was because Slenderman made him black out. He screamed and cried into his pillow because of what happened to Lyra. His mom tried to help but she didn't understand what was going on, she really did try to help but nothing was working, everything was getting worse. "I keep falling over, I keep passing out

When I see a face like you" he keeps hallucinating his sister and she was absolutely destroyed in that crash, her jaw was ripped off practically just hanging off, her forehead was cut up and her legs were bent in impossible ways. He would scream and fall to the ground. His hallucinations of her would scream and cry the way he heard her after the crash when they were still in the car. He would pass out and wake up in bed as if nothing happened.

"What am I coming to?

I'm gonna melt down" him killing his dad and burning the town down

PETAL BY HOLE

"She's the angel on top of the tree" "She's the grace of this world She's too pure" Lyra, he thinks so highly of Lyra and sees her much more human than he sees himself.

"Sugar, honey, here she comes She's going to fall on me" she died in a car accident that crushed his whole life.

"Innocence was our fire. We told the truth, I miss the sweet boys in The summer of their youth" Tobys dad used to be normal and toby used to be happy, til tobys dad started drinking, ruining the whole family dynamic, he's no longer a 'sweet boy' because of all the trauma he was put through. "Tear the petals off of you, make you tell the truth" everyone fucking him up so bad they are tearing him apart and making him act out how he's really feeling

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LET ME GET WHAT I WANT 'BY' DEFTONES

"please please please let me get what I want by Deftones" he has had a horrible hard life and nothing has ever seen to end up how it should. Him being bullied all his life, his dad being an alcoholic abusive person who hurt the two people he cared about most his mom and his sister. His sister dying. And him being taken over by slenderman and killing his dad and burning the town down. He just needs something to go through way he wants. LYRICS. "so please please please let me get what I want. Lord knows it would be the first(last) time"

Okay! That's not all of them but I'm done for today! And its totally okay if you don't agree with me but don't burn me at the stake because of this

[siriannatan]

Empires Business Group - Chapter 4/4

And the whole fic is out. Not too bad of an end for something I came up and wrote on pretty much the same day :}

The whole secret relationship went great. They met up on Saturdays and Sundays, but never slept over at each other's places. fWhip even went as far as to ‘disguise’ himself with a hat and sunglasses when they were out. He was pretty well known.

Or at least it all seems to be great until on the morning of the first day after Scott's heat. A gloomy and rainy Thursday. Scott and fWhip were called into a meeting with fWhip's grandfather. 

fWhip's parents were apparently also present. Looking very unhappy as they whispered to each other.

Without saying anything grandfather pushed a colourful newspaper towards them as soon as they sat down. On the front page, it was them holding hands at an amusement park. fWhip's face was frankly barely visible or recognisable but the headline did mention him specifically.

‘Future CEO of Empires Group in a secret relationship?’

fWhip instantly glanced at his parents. His father looked pretty smug. “Oh no, friends having fun on their day off, whatever will we do,” fWhip joked dryly. 

“It has pictures that make it apparent it's not just a friendship,” fWhip's mother interjected.

“Quiet,” his grandfather said and the room fell silent. “It was only published today but director Major was indisposed last weekend…” he stopped and waited for a reaction.

“Meaning someone waited until I'd be back in the office to leak to this rag?” Scott proposed in his usual blunt manner. “Probably someone who really doesn't like me,” he added looking over the pictures featured. All of them could be argued it wasn't fWhip with him.

fWhip sighed. “Mom, dad, why? I mean, who else would be so against me being happy?” He asked.

“That's not why I called you here,” Grandfather cut the discussion. “fWhip, starting tomorrow you're the new head of the electronics division, director Major… I regret to say I can't have my future grandson-in-law be a director but you may stay until a fitting replacement has been found,” he said, stunning everyone. “I'm not going to act like we don't approve. The public already knows it'd be a bad look,” he huffed and looked at his son and his wife. “I warned you to not meddle I fWhip's private life, you're both hereby no longer part of this family,” he finished and left. 

fWhip's parents, as expected, followed after him to argue. Leaving fWhip and Scott stunned. “Scott I'm so sorry about…”

“About what? I knew that once our relationship was out I'd have to quit when I agreed to date you in secret. It's a bit sooner than expected but… I'm counting on you being a good and responsible alpha here,” Scott shrugged and gave fWhip a very cute smile.

“You… you'll be the death of me,” fWhip sighed as he hugged Scott. “And I promise to be the best alpha ever.”

By the time they returned the whole building knew about the changes. And saw the article be it in the newspaper or the internet.

Scott easily handled getting the department under control. “Shouldn't you guys be happy I'm leaving? Not immediately, but once a suitable replacement has been found?” He huffed with a glare. Who knew how long that would take, remained unsaid.

Them being official also meant they had to move in together. It'd be a bad look for the family otherwise. So they wasted no time on that. fWhip was more than happy to share a bed with Scott.

“You know what this means?” Scott asked on their first evening in the same bed.

“Not a clue,” fWhip honestly didn't know what Scott meant.

Scott giggled and shook his head. Then he removed his scent block patches. Sighing in relief. And then leaned in, to whisper into fWhip's ear. “You can mark me, and we can never bother with these ever again,” fWhip shuddered, this was certainly a nice thought. “Why aren't you marking me yet, go on,” Scott encouraged with a giggle. And who was fWhip to deny him anything?

*Few months later*

“Come on fWhip get up,” Scott shook his still slumbering alpha. Don't get him wrong, he'd love having fWhip's all to himself the whole day. But sadly there was a small meeting his handsome, responsible husband had to deal with at work. “We can cuddle the whole day why you're back, come on,” he patted fWhip back as he mumbled something.

“Five more minutes?” fWhip asked as he rolled over to lay on his back.

“No, get up, I already let you stay here long enough,” Scott shook his head.

fWhip sighed and got out of bed. Scott was the only person he'd never argue with. “Why must there be a meeting right on the day before our cycle starts?” He whined as he put on his suit. Scott was nice enough to pick one out for him.

“It's not here yet so no arguing,” Scott scolded him from the bed. He looked so nice and cuddly. fWhip sighed, saddened he had to leave.

Scott just shook his head. “You didn't wake up when I first asked so no kisses until you're back,” he reminded and went to the bathroom.

fWhip chuckled. He loved Scott so much he couldn't be angry at him. Instead, he'd be angry at the board of directors. Who were they to think why can annoy their CEO?

[seyoonlgc]

hello hello, it's mr. calm, cool & super awesome!

just kidding, he's actually just some cheerful guy from a rural city in canada, here to try out his luck. where did all of his optimism come from? well, he must have soaked up a lot of sunshine while picking through the blueberry fields during the summer time.

more info about him is under the cut. please like this post if you would like to plot & i'll hit you up! i came up with some plots but am better off just brain storming. if you want something in particular, please bring those ideas to the table. i am open to most things!

thanks for all the welcomes and i look forward in writing with everyone.

CHILDHOOD.

seyoon's parents divorced soon after he was born. neither of them wanted the kid, but one had a softer heart than the other. seyoon's dad took him back to canada, and raised him with the help of grandparents and experienced neighbors. he remarried a few years later, to a woman who had more gentleness in her eyes. she treated seyoon well, taking care of him as if he was her own.

but it wasn't enough. when he was old enough to learn he was born from another, seyoon insisted on sending a letter to his real mom. his birth mother responded right away, but his step mother hid the letter until he was much older because the words in there would have been too cruel for a child.

seyoon played in the blueberry fields with his step siblings. healthy, energetic, and adored by all the elderly nearby. he liked bears, and his grandmother would hand stitch a bear onto every piece of his clothing item. she knitted him sweaters and scarves, socks and gloves. she told him that he was her favorite.

grandma was the only one who reassured him like that, though. did his dad really love him if he was willing to let him go once? could a step mother truly see him as an actual son? did his snuggly lil step siblings know they weren't actually related by blood?

TEENAGE YEARS.

tw: implied suicide

average academically, but great at sports. seyoon/abie (his english name) was well liked by his peers and made tons of friends. he's out socialing five out of seven nights of the week, and so popular that kids from the nearby schools knew him. both of his ex-girlfriends were really smart and total knockouts.

but he wasn't there for someone who desperately needed him. twelve calls on that night and he never picked up. he cried at the funeral, asher, but he forgot about you not too long after. you don't blame him, do you? you want him to move on, right?

end of tw.

ADULTHOOD.

after high school, his birth mother wanted him to visit so they can reconnect-

he resented her.

-and he said sure, why not! because seyoon understood it was not good to hold onto negative emotions, and that he should forgive people for their mistakes. seoul was a beautiful big city and he fell in love! his mother asked him if he would stay with her in korea, at least for a while longer and he agreed.

it's not like he loved the apartment she rented for him or anything...but it was fucking gorgeous. with giant windows and high ceiling, the most wonderful view at night time. it was worth saying goodbye to his family back home...at least for a little while.

seyoon worked at a fried chicken place for two years, practicing his korean and getting to know the city. took some dance classes on the side for fun.

his mother paid for those classes. she married wealthy and could afford to be kind now.

in 2022, he joined legacy and it's been fun so far. seyoon loves singing and dancing and making people smile!

PLOTS.

there's sincerity in silence - he's not smiling when he comforted you on that particularly rough day, and that's how you know it was real.

oh hey, is that my ex? - awkward reunion? he's acting nonchalant, so maybe we are still be friends? [female, must have been in canada at some point]

even on the longest day, the sun must surrender to darkness - kim seyoon has a problem with nightmares? he mumbles the same name but doesn't seem to recall a wink of it by the next morning. you, as his dormmate, is really troubled. or maybe you just want some goddamn sleep. [must be in the same dorm as him]

knock knock knocking on your heart - is a smile enough to make you fall in love? even if it only lasts for...45 seconds?

would you backstab a friend? - your character got some sort of injury or sickness that affected an important evaluation and my character has something to do with it. maybe he accidentally made you twist your ankle or gave you spicy soup that temporarily rip'd your voice. there's no way he would do such a thing on purpose, right?

sleep spell - your character suffers from insomnia, and seyoon's quietly hummed lullaby can put them to sleep. [same dorm preferred]

i know what you did - your character believes seyoon knows one of their secrets and...well, the guy seems kinda loose mouth wise. maybe y'all should have a discussion and make sure he doesn't spill

[revvnant]

misconception: that michael acted out because he hated his dad !

send me a misconception you think people have about my character and I’ll explain if it’s true or not.

no that one's true, at least to me. i don't see this take often? or maybe it just doesn't register to me when it crops up because i'm like. yeah checks out and i'd be curious to know what the other motivation would be? other than just being a teenager, and those two things layer on top of each other. like... i think maybe you could say that it's a misconception that michael only feels hatred for his dad? i think his feelings on william are complex and that love and hate here aren't mutually exclusive.

he loves his father very much and is desperate for his father to love him back, but william cannot and does not express that love for a whole host of reasons -- Being A Man, being an asshole by nature, blaming michael for evan ( either out of genuine feeling or because it's convenient, i lean towards the latter ) -- and that inspires both profound sorrow and, yes, frustration and hatred in michael. when you are denied love by a parent, even if you think you 'deserve' it, it rots you inside. you get mad. the more it happens, the longer you are left on your own to wonder what you did to constitute the one person who was supposed to love you unconditionally turning their back on you, the more it rankles. you do get sad, of course you get hurt. and then you get angry. and michael is fucking furious.

it's complicated because of evan. but even before then, william was not acting like a loving father. we see how he stays out late drinking and storms around the house in midnight motorist. we see that he neglects his kids in the fourth game ( and elizabeth's death, real leopards eating your face party moment that one ). at best he's absent and leaving them to fend for themselves, and responsibility for evan and elizabeth is going to fall to michael because he's the oldest. that would baseline inspire some negativity. and he is a teenager. most teenagers act out period. they have big feelings they can't process, they're confused by what's going on in and around them, and then there's social pressure, including pressure from inside the house. michael is tired and he's stressed and he's figuring out who he is, and he has a father who at best is more interested in his restaurant than him, and at worst ( my take ) is out-and-out abusive.

maybe like... saying hating william was the only reason mike acted out is also false? but if i were mike that would be reason enough go apeshit! i'd go crazyyy. parental neglect and abuse just does shit to your brain it makes you worse! and if william can presumably react to his son dying by killing minimum five maximum ??? children all while blaming michael ( not how i read the mci but i know that's popular fanon ), i think michael is allowed to act out over his father treating him like shit and then like a pariah. yes there's a human element to this with williiam having to be okay with a killer in the house but after a certain point it's like. you don't have a leg to stand on. idk i'd be insane i'd be breaking shit i'd be screaming into my pillow. if william gets roadie the road beer and a line of animatronics engineered to juice children, michael gets becoming a school bully, doing drugs, having unsafe sex, etc. i'd start beating up kids on the playground if my dad beat me up at home. i'd start doing drugs if my only parent was an alcoholic.

so full endorsement to mike being like i hope he falls down the stairs drunk! i hope he gets locked in his office and has to sleep on his desk! i hope his precious car pops all four tires! he wants william to love him and being denied that he's foaming at the mouth. he's a kid. he has a kid's processing power. so if william isn't going to love him then he's going to give william a damn good reason to hate him.

[josiahsterling]

when my time comes / forget the wrong that i've done / help me leave behind some reasons to be missed

TW: DEATH, BLOOD, KNIFE, INJURY, MENTIONS OF DRUG ADDICTION, PAST OVERDOSE

Josiah had gone back inside, feeling a little more level headed. In all, he'd say tonight was a success. The anxiety felt more like it came from the throng of people, not that small part of him that he knew would never quite rewire the same way again. That was something they'd talked about a lot back in rehab. This wasn't a choice he made, it was how his brain worked now. Recovery meant working every day to be the person he wanted to be. The son whose parents didn't worry about leaving alone, the brother that could be there, the uncle that could love that little girl like she was his own. Maybe...maybe the partner someone would want. Someday. That thought was more complicated. Him and Jamie were complicated. Always had been. Jamie was all in, from day one. Threw himself wholeheartedly at a boy who wasn't in the shape to treat anyone gently. And he'd come back to a man still trying to atone. He knew what Jamie wanted. He just...wasn't sure it was what the two of them needed.

That's the thought he's mulling over, absently stirring a Diet Coke, when the lights cut out. The reaction is instant. Total panic. He has to admit, he's spooked too. It's essentially pitch black in here, and with everyone running around, he can't just stay here unless he wants to get trampled. Can't stay. He needs to find...Jamie, Nell, Jesse, Danny, someone. He had to make sure they're okay. The foreboding sense he'd had all night, which up til now he'd chalked up to an unease at the way Jamie was acting, had reared up, and the longer he couldn't find anyone, the worse it got. "Jamie? Jamie!" He's trying to push past people, trying to see if he can make out the taller man in the crowd. "Jesse? Danny? Nell?" He's looking around, trying to find someone. He doesn't know what's happening, and he can't just worry about himself. It's not how he is.

Someone grabs him, and for a second, he thinks it might be one of them, and he doesn't even really care which one it is. Before he can fully turn to try to see them, there's a searing pain in his side. He screams, in surprise, in pain, in shock. He feels like he's moving in slow motion, but whoever's on him now decidedly isn't, and more pain shoots through him as they keep stabbing. He doesn't know how many. Could have been four, could have been forty. He doesn't know. Adrenaline's the only thing keeping him upright, and he tries to run once his head stops swimming, finding his limbs almost too heavy to move. The fabric of his shirt feels hot, sticky, and a feeling of revulsion washes over him when he tastes copper. He doesn't need the lights on to know it's blood. He can feel it seeping through his shirt, running down to his jeans, dripping onto the floor.

He's not actually aware of how far he's managed to get, the pain and the blood loss making him collapse. He just...lays there. He needs to get up. He needs to keep going. He can't lay here and die. He can't.

The house party had been his wake up call. It was some out of town thing, with people he barely knew. But their stuff was always good, so when they'd asked of course he'd said yes. He lost track of how much he was taking, downing a drink when it was handed to him and definitely not turning down the guy who'd been eye fucking him all night when he handed him a couple pills. He's not a lightweight. He'd be fine.

He woke up connected to machines, his mom and dad not even looking at him. When he tried to talk, his throat felt dry, pained. They had looked at him in something between alarm and relief, their eyes red. He didn't know what had happened. The last he remembered, a guy in bright blue eyeliner had flopped onto the couch he was on, putting his head in Josiah's lap. How--

He'd overdosed. On what they couldn't tell him until he remembered what he took or toxicology came back. His heart had stopped. He'd been dead. He felt like a cliche, coming home and realizing only now that this had gone too far, gotten too bad for him to just fix it himself. He had to...He didn't know yet, but he had to do something.

He has a similar thought now, even as his vision goes spotty. He has to do something. He's so close to one year. Three weeks. Twenty-four days, really, but close enough. Twenty-four days, and he's hit his goal. He's so close. Three hundred forty-one days down. Twenty-four to go. Twenty-four. He's so tired. He's cold. Someone's in front of him, and he flinches. Tries to tell them to leave him alone, don't hurt him. Help him. He needs help. He needs his mom.

They're trying to talk to him, trying to press against the wounds. He's vaguely aware of being lifted. His vision is swimming, fading in and out. He doesn't remember dying the first time. If this is what it is, it's...it's warm.