#whatever I'm not mad i don't even like peaches

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Losing my fucking MIND trying to figure out a name for my ponysona.

[mintaikk]

Shadowpeach Things I think about A Lot

Note: My knowledge of season 5 is very limited (only seen first 2 eps, and some spoilers). Do not say any spoilers in comments or reblogs. If you want to avoid spoilers completely, I suggest you don't read this

-Peng said it themselves. "Could Wukong do anything that could break his hold over you?" or something like that. But Macaque's entire world was Wukong

-Macaque's dream was spending a peaceful forever with Wukong

-"You were a villain like 5 minutes ago!" Nothing there, but this was when they were having that screaming match and I burst out laughing when I realized that's what Wukong said. He was tho. From s4 to s5, bro went from trying to kill him to living on his mountain again

-Oh, that. "This room(?) has been my home just as long as yours." That's true, but my guy, don't you have like a dojo or smthn? Can't you just live there? Or do you just secretly miss Wukong and want to live on FFM to be closer with him?

-AND WUKONG DOESNT FIGHT BACK EITHER OR ANYTHING. He just sighs and accepts it

-OH YEAH THAT. Macaque sleeps on the same GOD DAMN tree that he and Wukong used to sit at. There are so, so, so many trees on FFM, yet he chose that specific one

-Wukong wanted to spend the remainder of his life holding hands with Macaque

-Correct me if I'm wrong, but in old China, a man giving another man a peach was a sign that they felt romantic love for them. Wukong and Macaque's hole thing is peaches

-"Yeah, because you always eush to my rescue." Wukong believed that Macaque never saved him, but from what we seen in s5, he does. Maybe he always has and Wukong's just never noticed, or maybe Macaque took that to heart and is trying to make up for it

-THE GOD DAMN SLOMO SHOT WHEN WUKONG WAS GOING TO SAVE MK

-Macaque calling Wukong "cute" in the s4 special

-When we first see the ink demons of Wukong's past, one of them was Macaque chained up while struggling and crying. Whatever happened there, it still haunts Wukong

-"I don't trust anyone that isn't standing here right now." WUKONG STILL TRUSTS MACAQUE AFTER EVERYTHING, MACAQUE EVEN PERKS UP AT THAT. And right after this scene, Macaque sacrifices himself to save Wukong. I think Wukong saying that really stuck with him. Maybe that's why he was a lot more helpful this season; Wukong still trusted him, and he didn't want to lose that

-When Wukong was getting the circlet put on him for a second time, Macaque didn't even hesitate when he saw that Wukong was in pain and immediately sprung to help

-Ik it's been talked about before, but the fact that Macaque thinks Wukong killed (and that he was about to again in season 3 when he was literally choking him) him but he still helps him when he can and smiles softly at him and goes out of his way to see him and stares in awe when he sees him coming to help MK and still accepts his peach offer (symbolism for rekindling friendship) and smiles when Wukong says "we" instead of "I" and gets sad when he sees the memory and realizes he wants to rekindle their relationship and crashes a beach party just so he could be with him (Copy and pasted from old post

-This specific art piece that Alejandro Saab commissioned and used for autograph signings

-Macaque literally looking away and smiling in this shot bro looks like a schoolgirl with a crush 💀

-Wukong was shown to help Macaque tie his scarf when they were still friends and in the shots of their past, Macaque's scarf is always tied. But now that they're not friends, his scarf is never tied. I just find this detail neat

-As much as Macaque tried to kill Wukong between s1 and s3, the moment Wukong was genuinely mad at him, Macaque's first instinct was to run. Even when Wukong was holding him, he was still shaking Yes, he probably couldn't breathe bcuz choking, but these guys are immortal and with the whole thing underwater, I don't think they actually need to breathe. So this means that he was probably terrified the entire time, and thinking that Wukong would kill him again (I fucking hate doomed yaoi)

-Now that I think about it, the only time we see Macaque scared was with LBD, Sun Wukong attacking him, Sun Wukong getting attacked or being endanger, MK being endangered, Bai He being endangered, or actually having to deal with the idea of staying with Wukong to help him (s4, MK going on that whole "I gotta help my friends" speech while Mei is being consumed by the Samahdi fire). Most of those things are Wukong and Monkey fam related

-Alejandro Saab doing a cover of peaches. Istg, he KNEW what he was doing when he pulled that one

-Correct me if I'm wrong again, but apparently, some gay men in ancient China would become sworn brothers so they could be together legally. Other than Shadowpeach, I was never much a brotherhood shipper, but do what you will with this info

-ALEJANDRO SAAB BELIEVES THAT MACAQUE IS SHORTER THAN WUKONG! THE DEBATE IS OVER YALL

-"Forever is a long time, bud." "Me and you just living here get on fat on fruit forever!" Bro was definetly thinking of Macaque

[whisper-in-the-night]

Undesirable

Plot: Thomas is omega who will never find his true mate. Or no?

Warnings: omegavers; deviation from the canon; omega!Thomas Hewitt, alpha!male!reader / Y/N, mention of murdering, blood

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Part 5 || Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

"Here, Y/N, your coffee," Kayla said with a slight smile, handing you a gray mug with a hot drink. You looked up at her, eyebrows slightly raised, and nodded. Leaning on the back of the chair, you took the cup from her hands, immediately sipping a few small sips. The bitterness of the coffee instantly burned the delicate throat, spreading a pleasant warmth in the stomach.

"You seem tense. I've never seen you drink coffee without sugar," the girl frowned, sipping tea from her own mug, "Is something wrong?"

“No. Just thinking."

She sighed. You've always been the soul of the company and the best friend of the team, but today you looked.. tired? Scared? Kayla didn't know. But she knew that this was not her usual friend, whom she liked to make fun of. Although, perhaps you have problems with your family again? Who knows.

Deciding to change the subject, the girl pulled her chair closer to your desk. Brushing a strand of red hair behind her ear, she took another sip of tea.

"This new intern's gonna drive me crazy! Maybe you'll talk to her yourself, won't you make me work? I'm actually a girl," she said resentfully, looking around, "And those perfumes. Is she really gonna get your attention with that shit? It's hard to be in the same room with her! How did she get here? I can't imagine.. hey, are you even listening to me?"

Kayla frowned, looking at your impassive face, her gaze directed somewhere towards the window. The girl really didn't like it when her words were just ignored, especially when it was her best friend.

"My god, Y/N!" She grabbed your shoulder and shooked you, bringing you to your senses, "Oh my god, what's wrong with ya today, huh? Maybe have you been drinking all night again because of your feeling of loneliness?!"

"It's just.." You sighed. Gently taking her hand in yours, you removed it from your shoulder, "It's difficult. I dunno how to explain it."

"What do ya mean how? With words! What's your mouth for, huh?"

“Yeah.. It's just that last night I kind of had a argument with someone. Accidentally." You started, but Kayla immediately interrupted you.

"Of course you quarreled, you don't know how to keep your rude tongue between your teeth!" She took a sip of tea. You grinned, looking down at your half-empty mug.

"No, it's not... I didn't say anything actually. Simply.. left. In the middle of the night. I just didn't know how to react. Those people were.. strange. In a good way. Although I'm not sure anymore.."

"And that's why you're crying? Well, you left and left, is there a problem? Found something to cry about, meh.."

"They seem to be dear for me.."

Kayla looked up at you questioningly. Immediately, a sly grin graced her face. She leaned closer, grabbing the collar of your shirt, "Oh, did our baby Y/N find a mate? Who is she? Is she beautiful? Our intern will be mad with jealousy."

"No, it's not my mate. He's an omega, but not mine.." The girl chuckled, "Oh, come on, it's not yours. Do you think I'm stupid and didn't smell someone else's pheromones on ya? For a whole month, those damn peaches... I can't eat them anymore!"

You smiled slightly, enjoying your friend's usual explosive behavior. She has always been a support for you, always listened to whatever was going on in your life. A good girl, she helped you adapt to this environment at work. Like a sweet, slightly annoying little sister.

"But anyway, it seems that this omega is dear to you, isn't it? I'm not blind! All those smiles of yours, frequent weekends, and so on. Y/N, it's not the case to leave them offended and run away like a coward. Talk to them! I don't think it's that bad."

"Mm... Maybe you're right.."

"I'm always right, trust me!" The girl purred smugly and winked at you.

Can you really try it?

***

"Tommy, baby. You can't skip the dinner again ," the woman said in a gentle, worried voice, lightly knocking on her youngest son's closed door. There was no response. She sighed. Fatigue and anxiety could be seen in her exhausted figure and tense shoulders.

It's been a little over a week since the night you found out about the Hewitt family's secret occupation and ran away in the night. From that moment on, Thomas was not himself. That same night, he chopped the unfortunate victim from the basement into small pieces, not caring about the pain caused. He slaughtered him like the last pig. His breathing was labored and his whole body was tense. Something inside him broke painfully when you left. Why did you leave? Why did you leave him? His skin and clothes were covered in blood, and his hair was matted with sweat, and his heart was beating wildly in his strong chest. But it hurt. It hurts a lot.

"Baby, I'm coming in," Luda said, pulling the door handle and entering the room. The air in the room was musty, the curtains were closed, so neither the sun nor fresh air penetrated inside. Thomas was curled up on the bed on top of a lot of clothes. Ragged sobs came from him. The mother's heart sank at the sight of her child. She went inside and put the dinner plate on the desk.

"Baby.." the response was a growl of displeasure. Luda sighed, realizing that she needed to give the boy a little more time, and reluctantly left his room, opening the window before that.

Thomas was lying on a pile of clothes, your clothes, and desperately clutching the fabric in his hands. Your scent was almost gone, and it made him whine plaintively. You liked him, didn't you? He was your omega, wasn't he? Then why did you leave? Why did you leave him? It's lonely. Sadly. Painfully. He was in pain. The scent glands on his neck throbbed violently, causing nausea in his body due to the onset of heat. Usually you were with him at such moments, your pheromones calmed him down. But not now. Now his body was in that unpleasant painful state again, just like before. He missed you. So much. But you probably didn't like him anymore. You've probably already found a better, stronger, more beautiful omega.

Your smile, your beautiful eyes and soft hair. Your pleasant smell. Your sweet words of comfort when he felt insecure and bad. Your gentle touch, as if he were the most precious thing in the world. Your affectionate nicknames.

Why did you take it all away from him?

Perhaps it would be better this way. He doesn't need to hide his secret from you anymore. Then why does it hurt so much?

***

The wide gray road, surrounded by dead wood and yellow grass, seemed endless. There's not a soul for miles around. You were clutching the steering wheel rim a little nervously, glancing in the rearview mirror with the hope that there were no unwanted guests behind you.

It was already about 6 pm, so probably everyone had been resting for a long time.

You knocked gently on the door and took an unconscious step back, burning the door with your gaze. Your head was full of thousands of thoughts, good and bad, options for the outcome of events and just some gibberish that makes your temples throb. You'd be lying if you said you weren't nervous. Although outwardly it was hardly possible to say this, given your firm gaze and calm, albeit a little tense, aura and body language.

Finally, the door opened with a slight creak. The gray-haired man's face darkened, and his eyebrows drew together.

"Damn it, why are you here again? Wasn't it enough for you?" Hoyt spoke in a rough, loud voice, taking a firm step towards you. Now he was dressed in a simple shirt and house trousers, the lack of a sheriff's uniform made him strangely more friendly and pleasant to the eye, "Get out of my sight, you cheesy boy!"

Hoyt snapped and grabbed you by the collar of your shirt, which from the outside could look very funny, considering that he was slightly shorter than you. Still, it didn't take away his menacing appearance.

Voices and hurried footsteps could be heard from inside the house. Soon the door opened wider and Luda's worried face appeared in the doorway.

"Mama.." you muttered in a low voice, looking at her face. You gently pushed Hoyt away from you, coming closer, and handed the woman one of the bouquets of flowers that you had been holding in your hands all this time. White lilies. A tired smile graced Luda's soft face as she shifted her gaze from you to the flowers and back again. "Mama, I'm really sorr-"

"You sorry? You bastard.." Hoyt interrupted you, grabbing your shirt tighter and dragging you down from the doorway to your car. "I'll shoot you in the head," the man swore, already raising his fist to your jaw, but was stopped in time by Luda's firm voice, "Charlie, leave the boy alone. It's not his fault."

"But mama..."

"Charlie."

The man tsked, spitting on the ground, but let go of your shirt, going back into the house. Luda gave you a brief nod in the direction of the house and also returned inside. You smiled slightly and gently climbed into the house, carefully slamming the door behind you. The house greeted you with the usual silence, enclosing you in its soothing embrace. You followed Luda into the kitchen, who was already pouring fruit tea into two mugs. Obviously, she understood that you had a lot to talk about.

"Thank you," you said with a slight smile, sitting down on a chair and picking up a cup of tea.

"We expected you to come with sheriff," the woman said, her blond eyebrows slightly drawn together.

"I.. I don't deny that I wanted to do it," you began, clutching a porcelain cup in your hands, "But then I thought that you wouldn't do it without a special reason. No, of course I don't support it, but I don't condemn you either. To be honest, I just accepted it as a fact. As long as you don't hurt me..." After saying the last words, you slowly looked up at Luda, her face was decorated with a tired smile.

"We would never hurt you, Y/N. You are a member of the family."

The woman's words caused a pleasant warmth in your chest, which made your lips lift in a slight smile. You took another sip of tea, feeling the hot liquid warming your whole soul.

"But how.. Tommy?"

Luda sighed, "Since the day you left, he hasn't left your room."

Your room?

"Can I...?"

In response, Luda only nodded briefly. You putted the cup on the table, spilling some copper liquid on the light tablecloth. You grabbed a bouquet of vervain that had been placed on the chest of drawers at the entrance and carefully went to the second floor. It was quiet all around, which was eerily accelerating your already wildly beating heart. You went to your bedroom door and knocked softly. There was no response. Your fingers automatically rested on the door handle and turned it. There was a musty air in the room, mixed with the cloying sweetness of pheromones. You walked slowly inside and closed the door behind you. Things were scattered around, although the furniture still looked clean, apparently Luda still came and wiped off the dust; Thomas was lying on your bed on a pile of your clothes left in this house. It was a kind of makeshift nest. Thomas's hair was disheveled and looked dirty, but it still soft. You putted the bouquet on the bedside table, lowering your knee onto the soft mattress, then the other one. And now you're lying behind Thomas, listening to his quiet breathing. He must have been asleep. Your arm gently wraps around his waist, pulling him closer to you, and you see how the man's big body shudders. He lies there for a couple of moments, just staring in front of him, his heart beating faster. He turns in your arms, now looking up into your eyes. He wasn't wearing a mask. His big sleepy eyes were swollen, as if he had cried a lot, and his face was covered with scars, some with freshly dried blood. Your heart ached that you made your boy feel this way. You took your hand away from his waist and gently touched his cheek, caressing the roughened skin with your thumb. Thomas made a small sound, but leaned into your touch, closing his eyes. He didn't seem to believe you. Those warm eyes looked at you with resentment and pain, and it made you want to cry yourself, but he couldn't do anything with his body, which craved your touch. He missed you so much. You leaned forward, gently covering his lips with yours, trying to give him that feeling of security and care again.

"I'm sorry, baby. I'm really sorry, I didn't want it to happen like this," you whispered, pressing your forehead against his, "I'm here, see? I won't leave again, I promise. I'm here with you."

***

It took some time before Thomas was able to fully trust you again. You started living with the Hewitt family again and helping them, sometimes you even participated in the capture of victims. Usually these poor things quickly trusted you and sought protection, although in the end they still met your lover with a chainsaw. It has become a habitual course of life. Tommy became more clingy, he had nightmares whenever you slept in separate rooms, so after a while you began to live in the same room with a large bed. It made life much easier for him and for you. Now your clothes were always close near if he needed to feel safe when you were not at home or his inner omega was preparing for heat and making a nest. You slept in an embrace, where Tommy was usually a little spoon, which he really liked. When you got used to living together, played an impromptu wedding, where Thomas's close relatives were. You managed to mark him on the same day, so now you were connected by something more than just marriage. Surprisingly, you quickly got used to this kind of life. You were usually the most attentive and clear-minded person in this family, you made sure that no victim escaped, so that your family remained safe. Your family. Perhaps these are really the people who have become your dearest family.

[chloecherrysip]

it has been days and i haven't seen ANYONE mention this so fine, FINE, i will be the one to do it

"We'll see how tough this Mario is when he watches me KILL HIS BROTHER!"

THIS LINE ALL BY ITSELF FELT VERY SCARY AND I FULLY UNDERSTAND WHY THERE WAS NEVER A MOMENT WHERE BOWSER COULD ACTUALLY TRY TO MAKE GOOD ON THIS THREAT, THAT'D BE TOO INTENSE FOR THE TONE THEY WERE GOING FOR, BUT...

WHAT IF...

(look, all i'm saying is the angst gremlin inside of me came ALIVE for a hot second and started imagining scenes playing out in different ways where Bowser DOES have this opportunity with both brothers together before the final battle and it is extremely heartwrenching stuff, OKAY)

I was originally gonna end this post here but welp, now I brainstormed a whole alternative scene under the cut

Imagine this: we're on the Rainbow Road. The blue shell hits! DK does still fall into the ocean (maybe yelling "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAUUUUULT" at Mario as he goes down) but Mario is thrown back by the explosion onto the side of Rainbow Road with Cranky Kong and the other Kongs (he is definitely injured, though) and lands there as they freak out about DK. Peach and Toad are still safely on the other side.

Mario is thus captured with all the other Kongs and taken to Bowser's airship (Peach and Mario call out to each other worriedly but there's nothing she can do and the flying Koopas are coming after her too so Mario yells for her to run and her and Toad have to flee, waaah)

(This would also let Bowser and Mario actually get to meet before the end, which I think would have been nice! Not absolutely necessary, I think the movie works fine without it, but it would have really driven home the threat/stakes a little harder and created a stronger Darkest Moment, I think)

Bowser, seeing that Mario is captured, is just FILLED with hateful glee and wants to break this little man down so badly after he DARED to get close to HIS princess, and he asks Kamek to bring out Luigi from the prison

Mario, now in the airship and restrained, gets to actually SEE Bowser and register how big/menacing he is and they have some banter where Bowser is FURIOUS and Mario is honestly just kind of confused, like, "dude, what is your problem with me??? I just came to this world two days ago???" (He's scared, of course, he's never seen anyone quite like Bowser before, but he also knows his type right away - he's a bully, and Mario's dealt with his fair share of bullies, that's for sure)

But then of course the conversation comes around to "WHERE IS MY BROTHER, LET MY BROTHER GO" and then Luigi is brought in, hands bound, and the brothers can't help but have big, teary smiles and call out happily for each other

But that happiness ends QUICKLY because Bowser advances on Luigi and Mario realizes all at once what's going to happen and he tries to run at him but Kamek drags him back with the magic

And like...I am not one for anything TOO excessive here, I wouldn't want it to be TOO far outside what a movie like this would include, but Bowser does start to hurt Luigi - picking him up and throwing him down, kicking him, scratching him up, and Mario is just in AGONY and desperately struggling to pull free from the magic and begging Bowser to stop, please, if he's mad at someone, hurt HIM, beat HIM up, whatever he wants, but please, don't take it out on his brother, PLEASE, he'll do ANYTHING

But of course, that just makes Bowser taunt Mario more, because he CAN'T do anything. He wants to see Mario broken down and a pathetic mess and begging HIM, the great Koopa King, for mercy because the princess would never be attracted to someone like THAT, how could she, how shameful! Bowser will be sure to tell her ALL about it when he proposes, he is delighted

(oh man, Bowser could even say something like that "whatever happens to him is YOUR fault, you brought your dear brother down with you when you dared to meddle in my fairytale wedding!!!" And it's a ~*~THEMATIC CALLBACK~*~ to Mario's dad, waaaah)

And finally, it looks like Bowser is going to strike a BIG blow but Kamek gets distracted or Mario just becomes desperate enough to pull free of the magic's influence with the power of BROTHERLY LOVE and he gets a punch in on Bowser that knocks him back!!!

And then Mario is helping Luigi up, holding his bruised face sweetly and reassuring him that it's gonna be okay, they're gonna get out of here and go home, and they try to run but they get dragged apart by guards/Kamek/etc again

Bowser is EXTREMELY MAD but manages to calm down and says that he actually appreciates Mario interrupting him with his pathetic little punch because he almost acted too rashly. After all, if he kills Luigi now, he'll be one prisoner short for his ritualistic sacrifice for him and Peach's wedding! Can't have that! Too bad Mario's gonna miss it! And then he grabs Mario and carries him out while Luigi is being carried/dragged back to prison and they're both horrified and crying out each other's names desperately as they're separated AGAIN

Mario gets thrown off the airship by Bowser into the ocean and left for dead (Mario probably gets one more defiant line where he swears he's gonna stop Bowser and Bowser tells Mario that'll never happen but not to worry, him and Peach are going to be very happy together and Mario and his brother will be reunited soon enough - in DEATH [evil laughter])

And then Mario gets swallowed by the eel and DK is already there and things start to play out the same way as the movie from there EXCEPT that when him and DK snipe at each other, Mario starts to break down a little and the line "Well, at least your brother's not gonna die because of you!" has a LOT more emotional weight to it and it's just a longer, more heartwrenching Darkest Moment scene in general, sob)

(and you could also have a scene with Luigi back in prison where he is obviously extremely shaken up and hurt and not knowing what happened to Mario, what did Bowser do with him, is his brother even still ALIVE, why was he so WEAK and unable to do anything, unable to even protect himself or help Mario, etc etc and that helps him have a character beat that maybeeeee makes his surprise rescue of Mario at the end feel more earned????? HMM)

I'M SORRY, I LOVE ANGST (that eventually ends happily) AND IT COMPELS ME

i'm gonna have to write this as an actual, full-fledged fic, aren't I, lolol

[mama-qwerty]

WIP Wednesday

It's been a day. Ugh.

Today's offering is another discord "story time", wherein we were chatting about movie!Knux having a panic attack. I forget the lead in, I think he'd been pushing himself like mad before this, not sleeping and such. Y'know, the typical "Knuckles is having a hard time adjusting to not being on alert all the time" spiel.

I got inspired and this happened. Not likely to take it anywhere else, but enjoy what there is.

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He couldn't breathe.

The more he tried, the louder the wheezing got, the air squeezing through the pinprick his throat had closed to.

His chest felt tight, so tight, and he tried to power through it, to fight these feelings that had suddenly surged in his mind, in his heart. He was a warrior, a fighter, he bested all opponents in this life.

But now his opponent was his own body, his own mind. How was he to fight against that?

"Knuckles, baby, focus on me."

A voice, soft and soothing, from his right. He turned and in the slowly blackening vision he saw Maddie, coming closer—but not too close—with her hands held out in front of her, as though approaching a wild, unpredictable animal.

He wanted to tell her he wouldn't harm her, he'd never harm her, but his throat, his damn throat was tightening even more and he shook his head, trying to force it back open.

"I'm gonna go find Dad," Sonic said behind him, and a rush of wind told Knuckles the hedgehog had run off.

That didn't matter. He couldn't breathe.

His quills bristled, his power arcing and snapping across them. Flicking his eyes down to his hands, he saw the same energy sparking over his fists.

No. Focus. Control yourself. Stop being weak!

He turned back toward Maddie. Fear crossed his face, and he couldn't stop it. He'd never shown fear before. He couldn't. To show fear was to die.

"You're safe, baby," she said, her voice just as soothing as before. She took a step closer. "Just focus on me. Focus on the sound of my voice. Shut everything else out. C'mon baby."

Safe? Safe? He wasn't safe. There was no such thing as safe. The galaxy was a harsh, cruel place, where any wrong move could find him on the receiving end of a shock or an electrified net, or caught on one of any number of traps for the arenas.

He shook his head. She was wrong. He had to stop this foolish . . . whatever it was. He was a warrior and he needed to keep them safe.

"You are." She was closer now, gently cupping his muzzle in her hands. "Please, don't fight it. Focus. Just focus on my hands on your muzzle. Do you feel them?"

His head felt fuzzy and light. He was going to pass out.

He nodded.

"Good. Good, boy. Feel how my thumbs are moving? You have very soft fur on your cheeks. Like peach fuzz. Remember how you tried a peach last week?"

He did. It was different than any other food he'd tried on his travels. It was juicier than he expected.

Another nod. A small breath. The sparks began to fade.

"You liked it, as I recall. Not like the avocado. Bit right into that like an apple. Got a mouthful of the pit. I'd never seen you pull a face like that before, and I laughed. Remember?"

Another small nod. Another breath.

"You're trying all sorts of new things on Earth I bet you never had while you were out in that big galaxy. New foods, new sights, new feelings. Like now. You're scared because you've never felt safe before. Aren't you?"

He wanted to deny it. He was the most dangerous warrior in the galaxy, he wasn't scared of anything.

But he gave her yet another nod. And his throat didn't feel quite so tight now. His eyes returned to violet.

"I know it's scary to feel new things. I know you have been running since you were so little. Fighting practically before you really knew how to talk. And that makes me so mad for you. And sad. You didn't deserve that. None of it. You deserved to grow up loved and supported and safe. But you didn't."

Knuckles gasped in a deeper breath at that, the shake in his body fading as his muscles went limp.

Maddie leaned forward and rested her forehead against his, and he closed his eyes with a shiver.

"You’re here now. You don't have to fight anymore. You are safe. I will keep you safe. You can rest. Please, baby. Just rest."

The echidna gave another big inhale, before letting it out in along, slow exhale. He wasn't quite sure how she was able to soothe him like this. Wasn't confident it wasn't some kind of magic that took away his fear and anxious thoughts. But with just a few words, just a gentle touch, this human woman had calmed the greatest echidna warrior there had ever been.

And after a long moment of this comforting contact, their foreheads still pressed firmly against each other, Knuckles the Echidna felt the familiar touch of sleep coming for him. And this time, he didn't fight it. He let it caress his mind, pulling him down into a calm, restful slumber.

Maddie caught him as he slumped forward, and sat with his head in her lap when Sonic and Tom arrived home in a hurry.

[invisiblegarters]

I usually stick to amusing myself but I have too many real thoughts this ep so here goes. Brevity is not my strong suit but well, I'll try.

The way that I gasped at the Kan reveal. Not the dad, I suspected that (wasn't it in the mock trailer or something? I feel like I knew this going in), but at the implication that she either caused Home's accident or at the very very least saw it go down and did not give a single solitary fuck. GIRL. I say this with admiration, I don't even care. If she messed with Home's toxicology report too then I'm just gonna be sitting here popcorning because heaven help me but I love a gorgeous lady hell bent on revenge. And the thing is, I don't even think she hates Home himself. She seems sympathetic to him at times, maybe even sort of fond, but she's not letting that stop her and I love it (this is the energy I want from Kant from TKH'm not sorry in the least I know the show is almost finished filming but take notes anyway, people). I still worry they'll go down a loveline route for them and I'm not really into it but I'm more into it than I was before this.

Maybe there are people wondering why Peach forgave Home so easily. I am not one of them. It was absolutely clear last ep that whatever he felt in the immediate moment finding out it was Home who hit him, by the time they actually saw each other again he wasn't even that mad. He just wanted to see Home beg a little. Maybe cry. It's just his luck that when he got it, he absolutely did not care (and was busy blubbering himself. Love two dudes crying at each other because they were apart and now they're not and they're both so relieved (plus, you know, one coming back to life after the other thought he was dead. That too)).

Gramps is great. He cracks me up and I know he said that was all he could do, but I hope we get to see him at least one more time, He and Home are a lot of fun and you can see they really care about each other. He really was Home's best friend until he met Peach, wasn't he?

I'm back on the fence about definitely shady but maybe not as shady as I thought Uncle. I still don't trust him, he's too nice, but I'm pretty sure his relief upon finding out Home was going to be okay was real. Still, I have my eye on him and Lawyer Sketch.

The way that everyone knew it was gonna be Peach to bring Home back. Not one person even questioned it, including me. Love that for all of us.

And, well. Because it's me.

Home. Babe. I love you and you are a genuine sweetheart but also, you're effectively a ghost right now. Please be serious.

[mephistopheleswasrobbed]

I'm mad.

Home worked all night on his apology pancakes.

He was ready. He wanted to tell Peach, to apologise and ask for forgiveness. And he wanted to do it himself. Because he knew this was something he had to face himself, just like Peach had to face his ghost himself.

He says so explicitly.

And yet, Kid (and Kan) took that away from him. They took his chance to confess, apologise and ask for forgiveness. They took his chance to save what is most important to him. His family with Peach and Pangpang.

Kan told Home to confess the sooner the better from the beginning. Aside from Home himself, she's the only one who has the full picture so she warned him.

And then over the course of the episode she kept puttng pressure on Home.

And it worked! Home was steeling himself and preparing to confess. Hell, he even almost did it right there in the kitchen after overhearing Chai-Un making his own confession.

But he was interrupted. And after he saw Peach asking for forgiveness from the person he almost killed through his food, Home wanted to do the same. Because he knows how much food means to Peach and that Peach would know it to be a meaningful gesture from Home because he knows that Home has never cooked before. That he must have worked hard to make this for him. So he asked for a little more time. So he could prepare his apology properly.

(Now, of course, one could maybe argue that Home needs to find his own way to apologise instead of just copying Peach. And I can accept that argument though I stand by my opinion that it would have been meaningful for them in this manner. That Home saw Peach getting forgiven by Chai-Un and thought he could have the same, easy conclusion. This one I don't accept because Home did almost confess before Peach got forgiven.)

Kan heard this onversation. She knew Home asked for just a little more time.

And I guess she didn't believe him? Or she thought someone from the Vimarnsukman family would stop him. We don't yet know the full extent of her backstory but it probably involves Home's family harming someone she cared about. So I'm willing to give her that she probably has a reason to not believe the confession would happen. But she could have talked to Home about it again. One day. Not even, maybe half a day. That's all Home needed.

But instead she chose to take the oportunity from him. For revenge or whatever her goal is.

And she didn't even do her due dilligence.

Not that what really happened is so much better than drunk driving but this is just one more thing painting Home as an irresponsible rich brat when he didn't drink. In fact we learn that he just doesn't drink and drive in general to the point that his associates are annoyed by it.

Not that he deserves a medal for it but we learn that Home was a lot less immature three years ago than we were lead to believe, maybe even less than at the beginning of the series when he was hiding his demons behind a facade of rich-bratness. When he finds out that Baby#13 lied to him about her boyfriend he leaves. He doesn't cause a scene, he doesn't start shit with the boyfriend he just leaves. He removes himself from the situation (but the situation keeps calling until he forgets to pay attention to the road and thus begin our troubles.) All to say that Home was actually not as bad as Kan clearly thinks.

And Kid. After the last episode I thought that maybe he wasn't that bad after all. Just trying to protect his nephew with any method he had at his disposal. It wouldn't have made what he had done ok, but at least understandable. Many people would do whatever they can to protect their loved ones from any harm, and if you grew up with wealth, surrounded by people who can fix any mistake by throwing money at it, a "solution" like this isn't surprising. But from what we saw this episode it seems I was wrong. It seems what he truly cares about is not Home, certainly not Home's happiness but rather the family name and the money.

Three years ago we saw that Home wanted to do the right thing. He wanted to help Peach.

But he was scared and didn't know what to do so he made a mistake. He called his uncle whom he trusted. And his uncle told him not to help, told him to run, to let him "solve" the problem for him.

And now, three years later, Kid tries to "help" Home again, but Home tells him "No. Let me do this myself." And Kid proceeds to do no such thing. He just "fixes" everything for Home as before. Without even talking to Home first. Because he doesn't even consider that Home has something more important to him than money and reputation.

So he also takes away Home's choice and sends attorny Yai after Home's family. To intimidate the people Home loves into not suing them. Because that's what he thinks of them. Just two poor leeches who will take any opportunity to take their money. Nothing more.

But he's wrong. Peach and Pangpang weren't sticking around for the money. They didn't even take any of it in the end. They were sticking around for Home. And by making them think that Home thinks so little of them that he would send his lawyer to threaten them instead of facing them himself, he puts the final nail in the coffin of Home's family.

And attorny Yai was there for that. He saw that and it still didn't even occur to him that they might have done wrong by Home (let alone Peach but he wouldn't care about that anyway).

No, he has the gall to tell Home that there's NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT. That loosing his family, having the people he loves think that he never cared about them, is THE BEST FUCKING SOLUTION.

This. This is his best solution. Home's hard work and best efforts to become a better person, to grow into someone whose family could maybe forgive his past wrong-doings, to be the version of himself that owns up to his mistakes and asks for forgiveness, on the floor, broken and trampled on.

No one outside of it takes their family seriously. Not Kan who was supposed to be one of them. Not Kid who thinks he's the only family Home needs. Not Yai, not Suradech who witnessed them get closer and still ended up following orders.

Not the smug-faced bastard Best who had to poke his nose where it didn't belong.

And btw, can we talk about how it was not only Home's agency that all of them took away. It was also Peach's. Did anyone ask him if he wanted his face and story plastered all over the internet? Did anyone stop to cosider how he might feel to have the truth revealed to him like this? To have the worst possible version of Home shoved in his face by everyone aside from Home himself? No, of course not.

The only one who tried to stop this, the only one who could see how much Home and Peach care about each other and thus knew that this could't be it, was Pangpang.

Because she's the only other real member of their little family. The only one willing and capable of feeling the home they had built for themselves.

And it really hurt to see the fall out. To see Home break, desperately trying to make the people around him see what they took from him, trying to understand how they could hurt him so bad in the name of helping him.

(damn Newwie that was some excellent scream-crying)

To see Peach turn on the shower in their old apartment so his sister wouldn't have to hear him cry.

(ouch)

To end the episode on that shot of Peach looking so small as he's crying in the corner of their old bathroom.

To give one final punch in the face with Home looking even smaller in the end credits. Sitting alone and eating fast-food like before he had them. At the table where Pangpang first called them a family. With all the reminders he has left of their time together on the table before him.

[cloud-somersault]

ask game 7, 9, 28, 51, 59

Would they build a pillow fort together just because?

Sure! Yeah, they'd build one. Macaque would create a portal and make the fort with pillows and magic. And Wukong would get mad that Macaque wasn't doing it manually like the divine intended. And so Macaque dismantles his pillow fort and they start to make it manually.

But Wukong's transforming hair to make the pillows and blankets, and Macaque gets onto him because doesn't that also count as not making it manually? And then Wukong gets mad and is like "No, we can use magic to create the pillows, but we can't use magic to put them together." And Macaque stares at him like he's stupid and goes, "Why....don't we just fucking use magic and save ourselves the hassle?"

THEN Wukong gets mad and accuses Macaque of being lazy and not wanting to have fun. And Macaque rolls his eyes and says he just wants to do things efficiently and they're fucking immortal beings who know magic.

But, eventually, the pillow fort does get built. Manually, as the divine intended.

I already answered 9, so!

What are there thoughts on pet names? Do they have any?

Wukong loves pet names! He loves giving them, loves getting them. He loves that showing of love and being special in someone's eyes. And when Macaque calls him by a pet name? He's on cloud nine. He could not be happier, because Macaque is so picky and particular about that stuff.

Wukong's pet names for Macaque throughout their life together are: Liu'er, A-Liu, Plums, Moonlight, Moonbeam, Sweetheart, Asshole, Jerk Asshole, His Whatever.

Macaque is more...reserved about this, but he does grace Wukong with a few names. His pet names for Wukong throughout their life together are: Wukong, Peaches, Sweetness, Idiot, Fool, Dumbass, and His Whatever.

What’s a non verbal way they say I love you?

Hmm! When Wukong gets a certain look in his eyes. A sparkle of something divine and intangible, unlike anything ever created or imagined. It is wholesome and genuine and full of feeling. When he looks at Macaque that way, Macaque knows he is loved and that is what Wukong is telling him.

When Wukong purrs and hugs Macaque close. When Wukong would rub the shells of Macaque's ears gently with his fingers. When he'd kiss Macaque's ears or purr right next to them. When he did that before, Macaque always felt that Wukong was saying he loved him.

Macaque does this by looking after Wukong, giving him things before Wukong even notices he needs them. When Macaque would pull Wukong close whenever he was angry or upset and he'd squeeze Wukong tight. When Macaque hugs him from behind and whispers in his ear. When Macaque tangles their tails together. When Macaque looks over at Wukong with this tender look in his eye, like Wukong's special and important and precious to him.

But...the way they would do it most often is a spoiler, but I'll say it here because I don't mind.

There's a word in their tongue, of the monkeys of FFM, there's a word for "Mate" that, when uttered a certain way, means different things. When they say this word softly, gently, it can mean "I love you." When they say this word sharply or in surprise, it can translate to "Mate! I need you!"

But whenever they used that specific word around each other, they'd both immediately turn their attention to the other. They only used it sometimes in specific situations. On mate day anniversaries, when they were finally by themselves at the end of the day, they'd call each other "Mate" in their tongue exclusively.

Who tops? Who bottoms?

Oh, I'm of the mind that they both switch! Also, the whole "top/bottom" and "submissive/dominate" thing is a something that gets confused and misunderstood a lot, and I don't have time to explain LMFAO but! When it comes to positions, it doesn't matter. Whatever they're feeling. Whatever they agree to.

[aita-blorbos]

AITA in our argument? I, (500+ M) warned my friend not to fight the Emperor but him and his friends went anyways and lost badly. I was there too but I ran away when things looked bad. My friend did not take this well because he got punished and trapped under a mountain for 500 years. I brought him a peach, his favorite fruit, but he was really sarcastic about it and I felt really guilty because I couldn't help more but then he made a jab about how I "normally rush to [his] rescue" also sarcastically. That one cut deep, and I felt awful but I couldn't disagree so I got up to leave. That's when he yelled about how I'm always running away and I snapped. Because he's the one whose always running off to get more power, to get more immortality. He never listens when I warn him. He just does whatever he wants, always dragging other people into his mess. This made him mad because he said I wasn't in this mess because I was still free. That everything he did was for us. But I think he did it for himself. I called him an "obsessive demon" which seems to have hurt him a lot and made him even angrier at me. I told him that he put himself here, not me. And he yelled how he never wanted to see me again. A lot of things happened since that fight. I think we were both arguing about different problems we had with each other. But I still don't think I was wrong for my side even if he felt hurt by it. I did not start this argument, and it probably wouldn't have happened if my friend didn't act like that when I just wanted to comfort him, but this fight is one of the biggest things that made us so antagonistic towards each other. So, AITA?

[tenzmj]

TENZ STORY TRACKER

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TEN(Z) RULES

No smut aloud EVER or whatever other freaky kinks y'all got 🌚

I will not tolerate bullying unless it's a joke (just don't got to far and he annoying 😕)

Respect my and others boundaries i will not be able to write everyday or respond as quick as u want me too (sorry 🗣️)

If u don't like something I do just tell me I'll change it if it's not to ur liking, and that doesn't mean im just gonna change tye story completely, what i mean is I will try to correct or better a PART or if, unless it's stupid then ... ☠️

Do not take anything seriously .. like y would u even open the app to complain .. 😬

I will ONLY right best friend or family related content for hyein because dating at 15 is a nightmare (I've learned my lesson and never again 😭😭) ex: hyein is ur sister in a story Abt you and wonyoung dating 👍

HAVE SOME DECORUM don't be weird (saying gross things and/or talking Abt gross things) ex: g*re grape 🌚 and other disgusting things that block button will be my Best friend if I have too

Don't spam me PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF JAY PARK 🗣️💥🔥⁉️

We can definitely be friends I don't mind and maybe we can help each other on here just don't message weird things or get mad when I don't respond 😤

And last but not least ... Have fun and enjoy 🫵😤

GET TO KNOW TEN

I'm 15 obviously (😢)

My real name isn't Ten but it's a nickname 😤

Fav genre of music?: kpop, rock, RnB (sometimes) Indie pop, shoegaze, etc

Fav bands and groups?: Newjeans, chase Atlantic, PTV (Pierce the veil) glare, Deftones, peach pit, etc

Fav solo artist?: Bibi, takayan, kurffew, Conan gray, 6arelyhuman, taeyeon, etc

Fav color?: Red, purple, green, black, blue

Ethnicity?: African American + Native American

Extra?: I love ghost and bats(not real ones 😨) clearly, i like to Believe im funny (I am) im easy to get along with but also easy to irritate ☠️

DONT BE AFRAID TO ASK ME MORE ABT MYSELF !!!!

[fairiencarnate]

Hey is it okay if you share more about your sugar free diet? I have a sweet tooth but I'm trying to cut out/lower my sugar intake due to all-but-one of my family having diabetes (I'm the one. For now). I've never tried any kind of diet before so I'm not sure what to expect. If you're not comfortable sharing then don't worry, you can discard this message :)

Sure! So firstly, I'm not going to be one of those people who never consumes sugar, like I don't care if there are small amounts in a sauce or glaze or whatever. I also ideally want to be able to have the occasional treat for special occasions. I kinda try to follow a diabetic lifestyle preemptively, as PCOS puts me at high risk for developing diabetes and my maternal grandparents both have it.

Basically I won't buy anything like candy, cakes, biscuits, etc. If sugar is the whole point of eating a certain food, that food is a no-no. Fruit is the exception, and even then it's a treat and must be whole fruit so I get all the nutrients & fibre - no juice!

Consume plenty of proteins & healthy fats during meals (and snacks if you can)! I'm vegetarian so this has been a challenge, but I've found veggies that work. Stuff like broccoli, cauliflower, spinach, bok choy, green beans, capsicum, avocado, asparagus, zucchini, olives. Fruits with lower sugar content include strawberries, raspberries, blackberries, kiwifruit, oranges, peaches, watermelon, cantaloupe. Nuts and seeds are also great! I still eat carbs like rice, tortillas, occasional chips, etc but the heavier I rely on them, the more likely I'll get sugar cravings, personally. Since it all breaks down to sugar anyway.

Explore your local sugar free options! Unfortunately most sugar free candies are absolute crap imo, but there are treasures hiding among the trash. I don't know where you live but in NZ there's this choc ice cream (Zilch) I love that uses sugar alcohols instead of sugar, which have no effect on blood sugar or insulin levels. Just have to be careful how much you eat tho cause too much sugar alcohol can give you mad toots and tummy issues 😭 There are bound to be options near you that are worth exploring, you just need to be willing to sort through several things before you find something that isn't gross.

I hope this helped at all! I know lowering your sugar intake can be daunting, especially since it's a very real physical dependency for some. Do be prepared for potential withdrawal symptoms if that applies to you. Everyone says they get headaches when coming off sugar, but I didn't lol I got digestive issues for a few weeks. Mood swings too. Its different for everybody! But any issues from reducing sugar are manageable and they are only temporary! I personally felt tons better both physically and mentally than I ever did before once I got past them. You can do this 🌸🌷

[honeybeewhereartthee]

PINK KKOMAS KOHAKU OUKAWA 73

Spoiler for my stories

Dear my winter cycle friends.

Hi! This is kohaku! I am actually going to send this letter to you guys. I'm actually worried about someone. Through I'm always worried about people those day, but those days I think they'll be fine untill this little event happened which the context of the letter I have!

I don't know how to explain it since It happened when I pass out... After seeing Doll memories with the help of Sea. To the context of the memories.(• ▽ •;)

I rather not say, it's a classified information after all, it's bad for my heart to remember something like that again, I run a fever after I pass out that time! Anyway, it's not about me, don't worry too much. Since I'm well now. (´･ᴗ･ ` )

back to the main topic! Actually. My friend mad hatter -- no, I mean. Blood, disappear for couple of days. Almost a week even. His mansion disappear too. Even the cool one in the deep sea.

Bee spouse seems to notice what's up but never told us anything. They just said " it's matter of their world rule" or something Along the line. Doll wanted to question them but they left to fix something. Bee seems worried about it too but he stayed behind like always. He seems to finally snap out from whatever making his eyes turn peach for some reason.

When I'm writing this, blood already been found, he was kinda... Strangely normal. Which is abnormal, even doll who wish upon violence upon blood like it's normal thing like breathing to him don't move against him. Blood thought all of us are siblings through.

The kaname Toujou of his world is no longer a kid but on his canon age and he takes blood away before he can say anything. Blood don't show up for one day, he did appear again after he sneak out.

Which is weird. Since all of us is just different version of one character.

But explaining it to him seems strange so we all just agree. Blood said some weird stuff. He said Grey-han was apologizing again for something.

.

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Laughing at it, and being back to his normal self... Kinda. He seems more "less dark and burden some" like he was before. But his more happy now while holding a cat, who seems sleeping all the time, or rather suspicious unconscious as blood put ribbons and dress on them. (ㆀ˘･з･˘)

Blood is weird with his cat. I think his cat is his world mc and bee spouse baby or something. Which is complicated.

There was another fact about his cat:

They smell like death, a soul that shouldn't be among the living, also the stench of blood(literal one) and lives that seems to be offer to the little cat...

It's kinda .. unpleasant feeling when I'm around that cat. Probably cause I'm a reaper of death Esther way.

I want to take the cat and sent them to the afterlife train tbh. But blood probably won't like it, but also it's like the conductor won't accept that kind of case either...

It's very complicated... I dont want want those scary conductor chasing me with Guns, swords and alikes if I cause trouble and work load for them. And my friend would hate me if I did.

Btw!! Those people I speak above are My new friends I happily and thankfully meeting. sorry for not saying more about them. I honestly don't know much but they are fun batch.

We also have sea who's a kraken and can do some potion and magic, he don't speak much.... Like he only speak one word every thousand word a person says to him. We also have that mofumofu moth kid (i dont see them for weeks now but bee spouse said they are playing with baby moth kana in the gallery), bee spouse forcedly adopted with bunch of other kids.

Anyway I have to go now! I actually forget the reason I start this letter. Others are forcing me to fasten my writing!

I can't wait to see you all soon.

Reaper of Spring

Kohaku Oukawa

[hareofhrair]

In my experience, it's because the foodbank fucking sucks.

What they'll have every month is necessarily, understandably, extremely inconsistent. Last time I got two massive bags of okra, some stale danishes, and almost nothing else. The time before that I got like three bags of apples, a couple of bell peppers, one very small squash, and three bottles of sparkling water for some reason.

I have more dried beans than I will ever eat.

Other times I have to empty out my whole damn freezer because they gave me an entire rack of ribs and a bunch of chicken thighs that will expire tomorrow!

There is never enough of anything to constitute an actual meal. You have to get your food bank box and then build a grocery list around it, and you better do it fast because anything not dried or canned WILL expire in the next few days.

I have like five jars of sugar free peanut butter I can't eat because I'm allergic to artificial sweeteners.

One time they gave me and my room mate each an entire CRATE of peaches. Imagine showing up hoping to get enough food to last you the month and they hand you a paper bag full of dried rice and beans and also your weight in fucking peaches.

Don't get me wrong, I love peaches! I don't love frantically trying to bake as much peach cobbler as possible before they all go bad, and then eating nothing but peach cobbler for two weeks, after which there is no more food.

The waste of it drives me god damn insane! So much of what they give me is just wasted because I can't afford the ingredients to make anything with it, or I don't get to it in time because it expired too fast, or it's just not something I can eat.

To be clear, I would struggle with this even if the boxes were perfect because I'm disabled and have major difficulties with cooking and eating. But this shit makes those problems worse. Like all respect to whatever wizard is willing to play Chopped every month and can actually magic a coherent dish out of three cucumbers, a bag of dried split peas, and forty pounds of sweet potatoes, but that's not me.

I would rather not go and miss out on the handful of items in any given box that actually end up being useful, then have to bring home a bunch of food I can't do anything with just to watch it rot.

But they're too underfunded and understaffed to expect them to put together shit that actually makes sense and is usable. I can't even be mad at them for throwing loose produce at me and telling me to figure it out. What else are they supposed to do?

Clearly I'm just not desperate enough, I guess. So I'm better off not using the food bank and leaving the crates of peaches to someone who will be grateful for them.

As for the other food resources, if they exist in central Louisiana, no ones told me about them. If they existed, I'm sure it'd be a similar story. It's how any kind of social program is run here. Make it as difficult to access as possible and give it no funding so if you do manage to get it, it's almost useless, so people stop bothering. Then call it a waste of money because no one's using it and cut it entirely.

Something that I have noticed is I know almost nobody my age that goes to a food pantry. I know people who regularly run out of money for food and in general have to eat an unsuitable diet because that’s what they can afford and they still don’t go to a food bank, im not sure if it’s because they’re embarrassed or maybe if you didn’t grow up going you don’t know much about it but if you’re financially struggling I really recommend it. And look into other options for food assistance too like community fridges and gardens and other programs that can assist you, where I live Salvation Army pays for an allotted amount of grocery delivery for low income people every month, in the summer farmers take excess produce to the library to be taken by anyone who needs it, etc. There are a LOT of resources for free food that you can look into especially if you are literally not eating because of your financial situation

[otakusparkle]

>In-Game AU<

// Suicide, Overdose, Drug use, Blood

When Eli sleep, he always having the same dream; about this mysterious woman that standing in front of him, but he can't see her face, only shadows he could see. He needs to find why he had the same dream. Is it a vision? Is it a sight? Is it a prophecy? He didn't know the answer. He always pray to his god, what is this dream about. Until the dream is getting clearer and clearer each night pass.

One day, they got a new member on their team. A young maiden. Her hair is black like satin. Her eyes in black like obsidian stone. Her skin is pale yet fair like the first falling snow. Her cheeks is rosy pink like a shy maiden. Her lips is soft and plump just like a peach. The Barmaid, The Professor, The Coordinator, and The Seer all looking at her. The Barmaid greeted her happily, as well as the other. When the Seer looking at her, he knows, that this is the woman that always appears in his dream every night. The Seer, Eli Clark, trying to find a way, why he got a dream of her.

Until, his god give him answer. The girl was his destiny. She will helped him through everything, and so that's the prophecy has said. The man was very happy and indeed will do everything the god said. So the woman are his destiny, and so be it. Eli always trying his best to be friend with The Shrine Maiden, Os Koutane, and she always answered him to whatever he talks about. Eli thought that she had a feeling for him too, but no. The woman closed her heart very thightly and no one will ever entered it, or so she thought.

Some night has passed. Now, Eli had another vision. But, this vision is a bad one. Knowing that they're in danger, Eli need to be careful. But somehow, he had this feeling inside his soul that no matter what, he needs to safe Os, whatever it takes. Some days had past, and Eli always be nearing her, making her sick of him, but she didn't dare to told him. She always "running away" from him. Trying her best not to speak to him or at least be far away from him, but the Seer, always trying his hardly best to be with her. The woman always thought, why he's so eager. Just because they are the same 'spiritually person', doesn't mean she want to be with him. But somehow, her heart always beating fast whenever she's nears him, and it's making her sick of it.

Then, the time has come. The match is started. They're all placed in Lakeside village, to be the Baron's guinea pig. And just like what Eli vision is, it went bad. All of them are hurt by their own madness from the drugs. The only one who didn't went insane is Os, because her body is drug resistance. She realized that Eli is hurt so badly, she approaches him as she cried. Eli, who still got some energy left, open his eyes and looking at her with smile, "My feelings for you are pure, because my god told me, that you're my true soulmate, my destiny and my fate. I love you." Then, he died as his owl, Brooke Rose, fly away to somewhere.

Holding onto his dead body, Os cried, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I should've know. I'm sorry." She kissed his lips as she can felt his body is cold as ice. She then looked into he's peaceful face, "I promise you, this is my oath. We will meet again in other timeline. And when it comes, the string of fate will never cut off, and we will always be together, our soul are connected through time and space." She said to him.

Then, with the help of maid and butler, they carried all of the death body and put them in laboratory. But, something strange happened, all of them disappear, and only a trail of water was left. Os know what's going on, and without agreement from Baron, she comes back to Lakeside village and meet Hastur by herself. She seek for Him as she asked him, "I will be your sacrifice if I had to. I just want to be with him. I want to be with Eli." Hastur shake his head, "No can't. I'm afraid you can't be my sacrifice. I don't want you as my sacrifice. And even if you give me other sacrifice,I still won't give your wishes." Hastur said. The reason why Hastur rejected her offering, is because Hastur know that Os is the same level as him. He already thought that Os is his family, his friend and colleague. He only want sacrifice from a low level. After that day, Os always come to the Lakeside to give him many offering, but Hastur won't budge and take the offering.

Until one day, Os had enough. She killed herself from overdose, and using a knife, she carved a love symbol on her shoulder. Then, she stabbed herself many times with the knife, and died from loss of blood. A few days later, some of Manor's staff found her dead body and put her in laboratory. A week later, Hastur, who finally realized that Os's feeling towards Eli are pure love, finally take her body and making her wish come true. From that day, her and his love will never fall apart and they will always be together, through time and space. Their soul will meet each other in different body, but their love will never change and withered.

[its-not-a-phase-mom-i-d8-demons]

anon asked:

can i get some headcanons of how the boys (and dateables if you had a good lunch today) would react to the MC pouting at them for whatever reason? maybe mammon said he had a photoshoot and couldn't hang out with them, satan wasn't in a cuddly mood because he had just fought with lucifer, but they give in because the MC is just so irresistible? thank you so much <3

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A/N: Hi nonny! Ummm for lunch today I had a peach and a handful of Reiner cherries... probably not the best for keeping me functional but it was healthy AND it was delicious sooo...

Anyway please enjoy! I had fun writing these :)

Lucifer

No MC, he can't cuddle with you right now. Barbatos just delivered a giant stack of paperwork for him to do and he hadn't even finished yesterday's pile!

If you'd like, you can go get him a cup of coffee, but no cuddles until he's finished!

You slouch off to get him his drink and if we're being honest here, Lucifer would've loved nothing more than to slam the front door on Barbatos's face when he came to the door, and snuggle with you until dinner instead, but Diavolo would not be pleased

So he had to put the needs of the future king before yours

He wasn't happy about it either, okay?

You come back and set his coffee in front of him rather vehemently and Lucifer looks up in surprise, the sad and angry look in your eyes causing guilt to spike his heart that was WAY too soft for you

As you began to leave, hoping Mammon would be available for your affection, Lucifer has already changed his mind

"MC, you can sit with me while I work. Come here, dove. Don't look so upset, I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings."

Mammon

He's got a photoshoot to get to! Come on MC, can't this wait until later?

When you ask if he really believes a photoshoot is more important than you and he actually has to ponder the question, your face twists into the most adorable pout, he's speechless

He needed the money but your happiness was way more important! Was he really that slow? Ooooh now you were mad at him...

You cross your arms and turn to walk away, but Mammon nearly tackles you in his attempt to stop you and wrap you in a very apologetic hug

"Babe, 'm sorry, of course, yer more important than a silly photoshoot! Why don't ya come with me? I bet ya can be in the shoot too and I'll get to show off just how pretty my girlfriend is and then we can hang out right after! I'm sorry for makin' ya mad!"

Leviathan

Password?

He just got this game from akuzon so he's busy! You'll have to wait for exclusive cuddle time with the one and only Levi! Sorry!

He didn't exactly see your adorable pout face, but he could feel the anger emanating from behind his locked door

So the next time he was hankering for your affections, you just ignored him and moved away every time he tried to capture you in his arms for a hug, tried to snuggle you while chilling on the couch, hug you while waiting for your bread to toast, link pinkies to walk to class, etc

For days, you avoid his advances until he becomes desperate and kabedons you against the wall in the hallway to your room

"MC! I'm desperate! I'm so sorry for ignoring you and refusing to cuddle you, I promise you'll get all of my attention the second you ask for it for the rest of my life just please cuddle meeeeeeee!"

Satan

He's kinda hot and bothered in the worst way right now? Give him some space, wouldya?

You're incessant, following him to his room, telling him he needs to talk through it with you and this and that etc, etc until he snaps, ripping his arm out of your hands and yelling at you to leave. him. ALONE.

Indignant, you snapped right back at him and stomped off, pouting adorably

Any anger was vacuumed out of him and he regretted everything he said

Later, you peeked into his room to find him with an open book on his chest, both hands folded neatly on top of it as he stared at the ceiling

He noticed you standing there before you could say anything and got up instantly, walking over to you and pulling you into a hug

"I... I'm sorry MC. Yelling at you was extremely uncalled for, you were just trying to help. I um... I got a new book in the mail. Would you like me to read to you?"

Asmodeus

You want to go shopping? He'd love to MC, but he's a bit busy right now!! He's on a call with an important makeup company! They want him to model some of their newest products! He can't afford to mess this up!

He watches your face fall into a very sad pout before you turn and leave the room

Asmo had never moved so fast in his life

It was as though you'd stolen his big, fat, lovey heart all over again, and seeing you sad made it shatter into dust

Before you could go too far, the Avatar of Lust managed to grab you by the collar and pull you back into his room and onto the bed, where he kissed you tenderly before shoving you between his thighs so your cheek pressed against his toned abdomen

Getting the memo, you wrapped your arms around his waist and snuggled into him; reveling happily in his flowery scent and the way he carded his manicured nails through your hair had you on the verge of purring

The company marketing manager put him on hold for a moment and he told you;

"Goodness me, my precious little turtle dove. Don't be so impatient, we'll go shopping very soon, okay? Pouting will make your beautiful all wrinkly and give me an aneurism and you don't want that, do you?"

Beelzebub

What gives, MC? This is HIS custard

He'll share everything he has with you, everything but Madame Scream's lemon cola limited edition custard! That was his and his alone!

Yes, he heard you the first time. 'Just one bite? Pleeeease Beely?'

He knows once he gives in, he won't be able to refuse you.

Ever.

Even when you ask for another 'teensy weensy bite' and another and another

If you weren't human, he would've thought you had a bottomless pit of a stomach just like him

When he shakes his head for the nth time that minute, you cross your arms and pout with a huff and turn away from him.

Moments later you hear a sniffle and the sound of a custard cup gliding across the counter until it sat gleaming right in front of you.

You looked up at Beel in surprise, and saw that he was... crying?

When asked if he was crying because he thought you were mad at him or because he had to give away one of his custards, he whimpered;

"Both... I mean, I don't mind sharing with you MC. I never want to see you sad again! This custard though... Madame Scream always gives me a freebie pass for her limited edition custard so I could always get more... Have as much as you like MC, anything to make you smile."

Belphegor

HE'S the one hogging all of the blankets? You have plenty, now be quiet and sleep

No, he doesn't want to snuggle now, give him like... 4? 5 hours? Maybe he'll be in a snuggly mood by then

When you don't respond, Belphegor cracks one eye open to find that you're staring at the ceiling with almost tangible hatred, arms crossed, and lip jutted out in the sweetest pout, he simply had to hoist himself up and kiss it off of you, but you pushed him away and turned on your side so you didn't have to look at him

Ruffled, Belphie tickled your sides until you were squirming and he was able to tug you to his chest and steal a kiss from you

"Don't be such a baby, MC. You don't have to take everything personally, yenno? We... We can snuggle if that's what you really want... a-and if that will make you happy again."

Diavolo

Don't...

Oh please don't give him that look MC! You're so irresistible already! Why must you use your powers of cuteness for evil?

He literally CAN'T have a bath with you right now, he has a huge meeting to go to with governors from different precincts around the Devildom. He can't miss it!

Barbatos sees his lord trying to pacify your whines and peel you off of him so he can leave and feels a great amount of pity for you.

Yes, Diavolo spent every possible moment with you, but the last week or two, Diavolo had been doing a lot of traveling and you had to stay and do your classwork for RAD so those moments together had been few and far between lately

He could see how desperate you were to keep him from leaving and how it was mentally damaging for his Lord to see you so upset

Plus... this meeting would be long and boring and the prince got a bit fidgety listening to someone drawl for way too long about one thing or another. Not only that, but Barbatos could deliver updates and news on his own

"My Lord, you don't need to attend this meeting. I can assess and give updates and we can discuss important details of the meeting upon my return. MC needs you more than you need to be there." He said softly

Diavolo looked at him to be sure, Barbatos nodded, Diavolo crushed his poor butler in a hug before slinging you over his shoulder and sprinting to the stairs and up to his room

"Thank my father for Barbatos, I absolutely despise those meetings. But now we get to spend so much time together, MC! It's been too long and I need to see you smile."

Barbatos

He can't bake with you right now MC, he's got to dust the library, mop and wax the front hall floors and staircases, not to mention laundry, dishes from last nights meal with everyone from the House of Lamentation and Purgatory Hall, he needs to fix one of Diavolo's red uniform jackets... list just goes on and on!

You chew your lip, a little upset he can't spend time with you, but you get an idea

He really is sorry MC, he just has so much to do today and-

When you tell him you'll help him so he'll get done faster, you can nearly see the hearts in his eyes before he wraps you in a hug

"You'll help me? I'd hate to put such pretty hands to work though... Still, we'll get to spend time together even if it's not exactly what you wanted to do right? I appreciate the help, love. We might get done fast enough to do whatever you'd like afterward, alright?"

Simeon

He's been writing all day without a hitch. When his hand got tired, he got up from his desk to lie down with you on his bed for some overdue snuggles

While spooning you, head on your shoulder and his warm hands playing with yours, he got an idea and had to let you go an hurry to his desk and write it down

You didn't mind at first, but he kept writing... and writing...

You dragged yourself out of bed and onto his balcony where the melody of a sweet love song poured out of a cafe and into the evening breeze

Popping your head back into the room, you ask your angel sweetly if he'd come and dance with you

He tells you to wait a moment and you do but one moment turns into another page of paragraphs and then another

You admire his dedication but still...

You cross your arms and lean against the door frame, a frown on your face as you watch the red Devildom moon gleam gently on the city outside

A presence behind you

You look up and see Simeon with a rather guilty smile on his face. He kisses you, takes your hand and leads you outside for a slow dance under a black sky

"I apologize for making you wait, sweet girl. Don't look so sad, I've shut off Christopher Peugeot for the evening so I can enjoy you. May I have this dance?"

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Hello and welcome to the end of my post, where I usually put something in bold besides the link to my MASTERLIST.

*deep, aggressive inhale*

I NEED A SIMEON

OR A DIAVOLO

UGH. *loudly beating my fist on the table* WHY. DO. THEY. GET. TO. BE. FAKE. WHILST I AM FORCED TO EXIST?????

[a-scaly-troublemaker]

The Ashes of the Third Pyre

Sequel to Ignition of the Third Pyre

Nezha stirred, opening his eyes slowly. He heard two intermingling voices, which largely drowned out two sighs of relief.

"NEZHA!"

Sun Wukong and Xiaotian nearly yelled at the same time.

Nezha would have jolted up to a sitting position and grabbed his spear, but their body felt like it was still burning from the Samadhi Fire that had ignited out of them. They only groaned, then hissed, gritting his teeth.

"Nezha-"

Wukong was cut off.

"Everything fucking hurts..."

The Lotus Prince groaned, then writhed in pain, nearly falling off of the cushions he'd been placed on.

"...should we... help you take your armor off?"

"Please..."

Sun Wukong carefully started to pick apart Nezha's armor, revealing the Deity's heavily burned torso. The burns were the worst on his chest, right on their sternum, as if the fire had come from within.

"Shit, man... that looks painful..."

"...no fucking shit, Wukong..."

Nezha groaned. They perked up as someone pushed them up to a sitting position, then moved an array of pillows under his back.

"Phew. You're a lot lighter than I expected."

"Then what was with the sigh of exhaustion?"

Nezha inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"...you've been out for days. We nearly lost our minds. We know you're a Deity, but..."

The Lotus Prince winced.

"...pardon me. I should have... kept my temper... back there..."

"...oh, relax, I would have done the same."

Red Son, after he had gathered himself, spoke to Nezha with a fairly calm demeanor, although an abrasive tone.

"...but your temper is shorter than mine. You can afford to have a short temper. I cannot."

Red Son sighed.

"You, of all individuals, should know that no one is perfect, and to hold you to such a high standard as you are by... he who I will not name is egregious, cruel, and deplorable."

Nezha winced once more at the memories brought back by Red Son's tone, unmentioned mention, and verbiage. His eyes opened wide, and his body went slack, nearly completely limp.

Fire.

Bright, crimson fire.

No.

Please don't-

IT HURTS.

"...Nezha...? Li Nezha!"

Xiaotian called out to the Deity in an attempt to rouse him from whatever had them in their clutches.

"Oooh, boy-"

Mei put her hands in her hair.

"This isn't good-"

Xiaotian took a deep breath, inhaling, then exhaling audibly.

"I have an idea, but you all will call me insane for this even if it works."

Xiaotian explained, holding his hands out for emphasis.

"...okay...?"

Mei looked as confused as she felt.

Xiaotian sat down next to Nezha, then reached out carefully to squeeze the Lotus Deity's hand.

"...hey, wake up, big brother, it's just a nightmare."

Nezha snapped out of it, that fearful expression disappearing. They pulled their hand away from Xiaotian's to rub their temple, then looked over at the younger individual.

"...wait... what did you call me?"

"...uhh... big brother. I uh... hope that's okay."

Nezha turned away and bared his fangs at the floor.

"...you're mortal-"

"No, I'm not. I'm going to be a fully fledged Monkey Demon one of these days. Red Son is theoretically immortal, and so is Pigsy, Sandy, and Mei because of her heritage. Tang might get his hands on a peach. He has a ways to go yet. You won't lose us so easily."

Nezha kept his head turned away from Xiaotian.

"No. Don't give me hope. It's been dashed enough."

Xiaotian set his hand on the Deity's shoulder.

"...go ahead and cry all you need to. We can't judge, we do it ourselves."

Xiaotian's tone brought the Lotus Prince a degree of comfort.

"Yeah. Kid has a point. We're not mad at you, Nezha. We're concerned."

Sun Wukong chimed in.

The way Nezha's shoulders fell said that they were getting through to them. The hostility in his bared teeth faded. His silence was almost eerie.

Xiaotian shocked the Deity by reeling him into a hug. The prince's tear filled eyes widened as he paused for a moment.

This was real.

The Deity relaxed again, slowly but surely, though it had taken several minutes. His frantic heart began to slow back to a rest. Xiaotian smiled brightly when he felt the Deity's adrenaline rush fade.

"See? We're okay. You'll be okay. Let us take care of you like you took care of us."

"...alright."

The Lotus Prince sighed with relief, allowing their guard to drop fully. However, Xiaotian was surprised when the Deity didn't let go, on the contrary, he pulled him closer and set his head over his shoulder.

"...s...sorry..."

His voice cracked from the weight of the grief and shame that began to settle on his conscience. His arms fell limp, but Xiaotian kept his grip on the torn guardian.

"...let it out. You've seen and done too much."

With that, the Guardian Deity's composure shattered entirely. His eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth to stay quiet. He adjusted, pulling away slightly, but resting his head on the other's shoulder.

Tang smiled weakly and moved to help.

"Hey, Nezha..."

Words escaped the Deity, and they simply turned to Tang, tears still streaming down from their eyes.

"...if she only wanted you, and would have left after she had you, we still would have fought as hard as we could."

Those words were a twist of the knife, words an old friend would have said. Nezha restrained a sharp cry of unrivaled grief, surprising Tang.

"...did I say something wrong...?"

"YOU'RE JUST LIKE TRIPITAKA!"

Nezha cried out, cutting his own yell off as soon as he could to prevent a louder one.

"...you're just like Tripitaka... why did we have to lose him...?"

Nezha continued to lament, unable to restrain his emotions anymore.

"...I'm sorry. For everything you've been through. The only thing I can promise is that we'll be here for you as long as we can, whenever we can."

"...thank you..."

Nezha spoke with a weak, unsteady tone, his voice threatening to break as he forced the words out of his throat between sobs.

Tang ran his hand through Nezha's hair ever so gently in an attempt to help comfort them.

Red Son sighed and moved closer, his facade of apathy finally lowered by the soft hiccups and audible sobs of the Guardian Deity.

"...I don't mean to be callous, but you're hurt and we need you to lie down so we can deal with your burns. "

"Ah- right..."

Nezha pulled away and laid down while Red Son carefully treated the Deity's burns. The Fire Demon was concerned when he noticed that Nezha hardly flinched at the pain. He held perfectly still.

"Sit up."

Nezha followed Red Son's order, then winced as the Demon began to wrap their torso with bandages, covering the burns so they wouldn't get infected. The wrappings were slightly loose, and after a few moments, the Celestial sighed with relief as the pain faded into relative obscurity.

"...thanks..."

"Mhm. Whenever you need my help, call for me, Nezha."

The Celestial wiped the last of the tears out of his eyes, but they still looked disturbed.

Sun Wukong spoke again.

"...you took care of us. Let us return the favor."

"...alright..."

"...care for some of Sandy's tea?"

"...I literally can't sleep well without it."

"Oh."

"...I have a lot of nightmares, so I usually don't sleep, I meditate."

"Why didn't you tell us sooner?! We'd have done everything we could so you could get a good night's rest!"

"...I... fear."

"...of what?"

"Judgement."

"...man, that sucks. I'm not letting even the Jade Emperor near you until you're feeling better."

"...alright... thank you. For all your scattered thoughts and questionable behavior... you're still kind when I need it. Thank you."

"Any time, bud. Don't you worry about anything for a while, we've got you."

Sun Wukong ruffled Nezha's hair. The Celestial bit the inside of his cheek and released a flustered huff, but didn't strike the Monkey King.

"Aww, getting fond of me, are you?"

Wukong teased.

Nezha allowed himself to smile.

"You're still a reckless fool."

"I mean, can't argue with you, there, pal."

Nezha laughed softly as Wukong balanced on one foot, on top of a pile of Xiaotian's clothes. The Celestial wiped a tear out of his eyes.

"Thank you... all of you... for being here..."

"Well, you're even more of a mess than we are. You have ALL of our problems. Fire trauma is mine-"

"Parent problems."

"Power I don't fucking know what to do with."

Xiaotian piped up.

"...fear of abandonment slash abandonment issues... heh..."

"...birds of a feather stick together, as the saying goes. Come here."

The traffic light trio moved to hug Nezha, though Red Son was the last to give in.

Nezha smiled and sighed with relief as they held the three close as best he could. His aching heart began to ease as they realized something.

He was happy here.

They intended to stay, no matter what it took.