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[wreckedhoney]

"WONDERFUL SHOW TONIGHT, FORREST."

a KILLER FREQUENCY Marie Campbell/Forrest Nash ship playlist on YT

"Good to talk to you again, Forrest. You know, I've really enjoyed our chats tonight." "I guess we've had some moments."

Tracklist under the cut

Is Everybody Going Crazy? - Nothing But Thieves / The Perfect Girl - Mareux / We Don't Have To Dance - Andy Black / Night Issues (Nightcall x Daddy Issues) Mashup/Remix - FuturePastPerson / "Bassically" - Tei Shi / Cold Summer - Mareux / Diet Mountain Dew - Lana Del Rey / Destruction Of Us - Mr.Kitty / Teeth - 5 Seconds of Summer / HUSH - Ari Abdul / DTLA - Mareux / Make You Mine - Madison Beer / FEAR YOU - Kat Von D / Bad Romance - Lady Gaga / Dark All Day - GUNSHIP / Maniac (feat. Conor Mason of Nothing But Thieves) - AWOLNATION

[henriediosa]

Palatawan - Bakit Ayaw Niyang Kumanta? - Scene 11

EMMA Mukha tayong magka-batch ah. Bakit di tayo nagkita noong high school? We look like batchmates. Why didn't we ever see each other in high school? PABLO Baka sa Hatchetfield High ka nag-aral. Sa kabila ako, sa Sikomoro. Maybe you studied at Hatchetfield High. [I went to] the other one, to Sikomoro [Sycamore]. EMMA Tangina, Timberwolves ka? Gago, kalaban ka pala eh. Son of a bitch, you're [one of the] Timberwolves? Shithead, you're the enemy [+ particle expressing this is new information]. PABLO (Patawa) Gago nga kami. [1] (Beat.) Sabi mo kanina sa Beanies na nandoon ka sa Jesus Christ Superstar [2] noong high school ka? We really are shitheads. You said a while ago at Beanies that you were in Jesus Christ Superstar when you were in high school? EMMA (Nagmamalaki) Oo, ako kaya 'yung si Mary Magdalene! Yeah, I was that Mary Magdalene! PABLO 2003 ba yun? Kasi yun yung Jesus Christ Superstar na napanood ko… hala, napanood pala kita! Was that 2003? Because that's the Jesus Christ Superstar that I saw… wow, it was you I saw! [+ particle expressing this is new information] EMMA Puta, di nga! Bitch, no way! PABLO Puta, oo nga! [1] Wala kasi kaming teatro na subject sa school namin kaya pinag-field trip nila kami doon sa inyo para mainggit kami. Iyon ang pinaka-unang musical na napanood ko. Hindi ko siya nagustuhan. Doon siguro nagsimula. Ikaw ang dahilan kung bakit ayaw ko ng mga musical, kung bakit ayaw ko kumanta. [3] Bitch, yes way! Because we didn't have a theatre subject at our school, so they made us take a field trip to yours to make us jealous. That's the very first musical I ever saw. I did not like it. That's where it probably started. You're the reason why I don't like musicals, why I don't want to sing. EMMA Wow, so ako yung backstory mo? So ako yung pinaka-kontrabida? Wow, so I'm your backstory? I'm the supervillain? PABLO Hindi ganun ang tingin ko sa iyo, Emma. It's not like that, the way I see you, Emma.

Translator's notes under the cut!

[1] "Fucking Timberwolves! We hated you guys." "We hated ourselves." was such a fun challenge to translate because Tagalog needs so many words to do a reflexive that it was never going to be translated word-for-word. The joke is supposed to happen quickly, and translating it like "Ayaw rin namin sa mga sarili namin" made it lose its punch.

Inb4 "kami rin", that was an option but it's too ambiguous. If Emma said "Ayaw namin sa inyo" and Pablo said "Kami rin," the first assumption the audience would make is that he's saying "We hated you too." Which is not what he's saying.

So we have to do sense-for-sense. So instead I'm making Emma swear just for punctuation/filler, which she does a lot anyway, but Pablo takes her literally and thinks she's actually calling Timberwolves gago (first joke), and then agrees (second joke). It's like if she's said "Damn, you guys are the enemy," and he replied "Yeah, we're really damned." He does it again later with puta, because Paul does it in English: "No shit!" "Yes shit, yeah!" I think it's so neurodivergent of him, especially in conversation with someone he has a crush on.

[2] Brigadoon has been replaced with Jesus Christ Superstar because Brigadoon isn't very well-known where I am and specifically a local theatre group did several productions of JCS but I didn't like them because they weren't actually singing, just lip-syncing. If this ever gets staged and the director wants to change it back to Brigadoon or use a different play then I'll change it, but rn it is the play we're making fun of

[3] He has to drop the title of the show here, so I added another line, because the title in Tagalog is "Bakit Ayaw Niyang Kumanta?" (Why Doesn't He Want To Sing?). Why is the title different? Because that's how I ended up translating the chorus of the first song. I do hate that a bit of foreshadowing is lost (he didn't like musicals, because by the end he does) but maybe figuring out the question can be similarly fun for the audience as well. Translation is loss and compromise.

[carpe-diem-since-1899]

Trick or treat! 🦇

Hello hello so sorry for the late af reply (and other not replied asks, I promise I still remember them)

So!! We got these two big projects (?), The Angel and Fallen Angel Au™️ and The Joker and the King, an assassin/hitman au that I talked about forever ago. Both of them are still very much on the plotting/replotting stage ‘cause I have grown as a person/writer (also I’m just genuinely a slow writer/procrastinate a lot), and I am going to talk about their current state and some little headcanons I have for them! Keep in mind that some stuff are still super vague (yes I am aware it’s been years, I feel sad about that too) and I change my stuff all the time, and things might not aligne with my earlier posts. But yeah, here they are :)

The angel/fallen angel au

Currently state

This started off as, well, let’s call it a detour from another au, that is (You guessed it) In The Plotting Stage™️ and it has a magic/medieval/royal vibe, of which Race has a cool ability already, but I was like, hey, won’t it be cool if he also has wings

And to not Mary Sue-ify my favorite guy, I create another au, hence the angels/fallen angels au

Another thing is that I already got another au (The Joker and the King, aka TJTK) and that one focus on sprace, so this one is supposed to be about Javid, while Sprace being angsty in the background

The original plan was David trying to find a way to get back to Mayer’s boss who is neglecting worker’s right or smt

But it looks terrible and super boring after I plot it out twice, and just genuinely has quite a few plot holes since I’m shit with law stuff

I got a few options I’m playing with rn, but yeah this is what we got atm

It’s either gonna be a series with several stories from different characters’ povs and periods or it’s gonna be one long fic and with other additional stories

Headcanons/world building details

After actually reading (a tiny) part of the Bible, I have decided that this au has nothing to do with any angels or similar deities from any religion, the whole fallen angels thing is separate from again, any religion, and I’m gonna rework some background stuff to make it more clear about that. But yeah, just thought I’ll put it out here

I’ll put a post out after I fine tuned all the details

Both Jack and Race are fallen angels, Jack is older than Race and they’re friends

Jack got assigned to helping David dealing with Something, meanwhile Spot is already friend with David and got assigned to him as well

Race is aroace, and he and Spot were best friends/on their way to being in a qpr (but that label wasn’t a thing back then)

As previously mentioned by the posts under the au tag, they fell out of touch after Race’s fall, and they haven’t seen or heard from each other for centuries

So there are Dramas and I can’t wait to actually figure out the plot😭

The Joker and the King au

Current state

This started back in end of 2021/start of 2022 or smt, and I’m gonna be so honest with you, I have no idea why the fuck this drags on like this

It was darker and most of the characters are (or at least were) hitmen

Spot and David were part of this organization and they left and took some informations with them, so the boss is sending people after those two

The storyline I had didn’t make much sense and I toned it down because I feel bad for making them trying to off each other for money

But not I don’t feel bad about that anymore so I’m putting the slay and maim back into the plot

Headcanons/world building details

I’m just assigning motivation and sense of morals (?) for characters at the moment so there are not specific stuff I can give you

We got people that are raised in the business, do it for the money, forced into the deal, and I’m debating whether or not to add someone who do the contract killing thing for shits and giggles

Spot and David are no longer hitmen! But I say nothing about them being law abiding citizens

They pissed off the wrong people and Spot now have a target on his back

Again still trying to figure stuff out but that’s the gist

[mimzy-writing-online]

How To Clean Your Room When You Have ADHD

A huge problem for people with ADHD (or any neuro-divergent condition or physical disability really) is not knowing where to start. You have this big project in front of you and you have no idea what to do first.

This is a guide based on the years of practice I’ve had learning to clean my room even when my mental illness and chronic fatigue is trying to ruin my life (and failing.) These are the steps I take, what helps me best.

This guide is designed to give you a chance to make a large, effective change in your room that positively helps your mental health. You are not expected to be perfect, you are not expected to do everything if it’s outside of your limitations, just do your best (and don’t push yourself too much... but I never listen to that self-advice, oops.)

Most important step: eat breakfast and take your meds. Trust me when I say this will keep you going, both in the energy and focus departments.

Next, try to recruit a friend or family member to help. By help I mean asking them to keep you company and keep you on track. Talking them will help keep you going, and give you someone who can offer an idea or suggestion if your ADHD gets you stuck.

Calling a friend over the phone is a good substitute if you don’t have someone to be in the room with you today.

Music is a good alternative to keep you moving if that’s all that’s available but trust me when I say having another friend with you helps a lot.

Supplies:

Trash bags

Empty hampers

Ideally access to a nearby washing machine and dryer

Micro-fiber clothes

Long duster

Prep:

Open your curtains (ideally) for the vitamin D and focus. Or turn on a lamp with a light quality/intensity you find comfortable.

Strip your bed. Take pillows, blankets, sheets, and pillow cases off. 

Washing sheets and pillow cases is mandatory because 1) it’s sooo so nice to go to bed at the end of the day and smell clean sheets, and 2) clean sheets are good for your skin, especially clean pillowcases if you have problems with acne.

Washing blankets, comforters, and duvet covers are optional. You should do it from time to time, but it’s not a priority like sheets and pillow cases. Some comforters and blankets can only be washed under specific conditions, or possibly only when absolutely necessary (because like, you stilled coffee or soda on it or your pet did something rude on your blankets.) Check wash requirements on the tags.

You can still probably ignore it unless you really want to. Again, this is about making a sizable change that positively affects you, not being perfect.

Put your sheets in the washing machine and put the rest of your bedding back on your bed and leave it there until you’re ready to put the sheet back on.

Next is laundry. Pick up every item of clothing off the floor or on nearby furniture. Every item. Even if you think, “I only wore this for a few hours the other day and there are no stains.” Wash them. 1) they smell like your floor, and that’s not a nice smell, and 2) trying to separate cleanish from definitely dirty is pretty demanding on mental focus spoons.

Just shove all those clothes in a hamper. It’s quicker that way. You’re going to wash them after your sheets.

Next clean up all the trash on your floor. Take a trash bag but don’t put in a trash can. You’re going to be dragging it with you while you work from section to section.

Food trash must go. 

Packaging and plastic wrap must go. 

Old school work can stay if you’re still taking the class or especially proud of that project, but otherwise just toss it. Find a folder or drawer for what’s left and store it away for now.

Start throwing trash on surfaces like desks, nightstands, dressers, and bookcases away.

Do not try to organize the inside of your drawers unless you’re planning to get really thorough. But that’s not today. Today you’re getting the basics done as efficiently as possible so you can feel better in your environment.

Take glasses, plates, mugs, and silverware into the kitchen.

Start working on cleaning up clutter on your desk and nightstand first. Next is dresser and bookcases. 

Use the micro-fiber clothes to pick up dust as you go. It keeps it from piling up, does not brush dust into the air, and goes quick this way. Dust tv and/or computer screens.

Pick non trash or clothing items off the floor. Try to find a permanent spot to either store or display it. If you can’t, maybe find a box to put those items in and revisit this problem later.

By now your sheets should be washed. Throw them in the dryer and wash your blankets if you’re ambitious. If not, wash your clothes next.

Take a break and have a snack, drink some water, maybe have a caffeinated drink.

Look at your room and feel proud, but also a little overwhelmed because it’s not done yet, but it’s getting there. Don’t worry. You can do it, I believe in you.

Procrastinate getting back to work. That’s okay. You have an hour before your sheets are clean, now is a good break time. Set an alarm for when your sheets should be dried and do whatever you want.

Alarm goes off, break over.

Dust the corners and tops of your walls to get rid of cobwebs. Having a taller or sighted person if this task is out of your ability (like it is for me on the eyesight front).

One last check for any dust around your bed. Move drinks away from your bed, nightstand and nearby surfaces.

Sigh, feel tired, and go grab your clean, warm sheets. Move your clothes or blankets from the washer to the dryer.

Come back, push all the blankets onto your (mostly?) cleaned up floor. Put the flat sheet on.

Feel tired and collapse on the covered mattress for a moment. You’re doing so good, and you’re almost there.

Make the rest of your bed.

Be very proud of yourself because you got a fucking lot done and I am sooo so fucking proud of you dude.

Optional things you can after this step:

Fold and put away laundry. This is a little concentration heavy. Make sure your friend/family member is nearby to help you stay on task. 

I highly recommend Marie Kondo’s folding method personally, saved me a lot of space in my dresser. Developing a set method for folding clothing makes it a lot easier to fold and put away in the future because your subconscious brain learns the motions and can practice them without you having to think too closely on it.

(She has several videos on YouTube, shorter than five minutes mostly, very visual with clear instructions, so it’s ADHD friendly, though not super blind friendly)

Now that your room looks a lot better, try putting those items that didn’t have a set place before. Your brain is probably seeing it like a whole new room and feeling refreshed.

That’s it, you’re definitely done now. Rest and relax. 

Turn on your favorite music, start doing your favorite task if you have the spoons, take a nap if you don’t have the spoons. Feel proud of yourself because you did a good fucking job.

It’s like... midnight now, and I’ve been up for two days, (because my ADHD brain was too loud last night to let me sleep. Mood? Mood.) I’m maybe a little too tired to edit this coherently, but you know writing these guides and posting them with minimal editing is so very on brand for my original posts.

Goodnight guys, I am off to bed!

I hope this helps <3 please leave me a comment in the replies or tags because I love going back to see what you guys left on my posts (believe that that I absolutely do this to my How to Write a Blind/Visually Impaired Character guide any time it gets fresh activity.)

Good luck, take care, and goodnight <3

[just-a-poor-boy-queen]

Alternate Universe requested by anon

The first thing Freddie noticed when he woke up was that he was wearing waders.

This was most peculiar. He never wore waders. The only person in Garden Lodge who wore waders was Jim for when he was cleaning out the koi pool. Freddie would sometimes throw them on as a joke, laughing at how they were too big for him; but today, to his surprise, they fitted perfectly. Even stranger was the pair of large wellington boots he was sporting on his feet, caked in mud and the most hideous shade of green. This was an outfit he wouldn’t be seen dead in, let alone asleep in.

What the hell is going on? He thought to himself as he stumbled out of bed, only realising once he was at the door that this wasn’t his bedroom at all. It was much smaller, with hideous peeling wallpaper and a tiny, single bed crammed in the corner. The place reeked of an odour that he couldn’t quite pinpoint. It almost smelled like… dog.

This was either an elaborate prank or some horrific dream, Freddie decided as he quickly descended the staircase, hoping that he might suddenly snap out of this nightmare if he ran into a familiar face. He heard Phoebe’s voice coming from the lounge downstairs and he quickly made a beeline for the room, desperately throwing open the door.

‘Phoebe, something weird is going on!’ He declared, only to stop in his tracks when he saw the other man.

Phoebe was… working out. Lifting weights, more specifically. In all the years that Freddie had known him, he had never seen Phoebe lift weights. Even more shocking was that the usually chubby man was now built like a tank. It was so surreal it was almost disturbing. Phoebe was a round, jolly guy who loved his food and never worried too much about his body image. This guy on the other hand...

‘What is it now?’ Phoebe sighed and set his weights down, flexing his huge bicep. ‘Shouldn’t you be out doing the garden? The boss is going to kill you if he catches you slacking.’

‘The garden?’ Freddie replied, appalled. ‘Why would I be doing the garden? That’s Jim’s job!’

Phoebe rolled his eyes. ‘Very funny, Freddie. Now, if you don’t mind, I was in the middle of something.’

Freddie opened his mouth to protest but Phoebe had already gone back to his weights and started lifting again. Annoyed, the singer turned and stormed out of the room, unable to believe how rude and dismissive his friend was being. And what was all this about “the boss”? Freddie was the boss!

Maybe Joe could shed some light on what was going on. Freddie quickly made his way to the kitchen, where he found the American in the midst of baking a cake, carefully sieving flour into a large bowl.

‘Joe-’ he began, only for the other man to shriek, flour flying everywhere until half the kitchen looked like a Christmas card.

‘Oh, it’s you, Fred.’ Joe clutched his chest dramatically, his glasses completely white. ‘What are you doing here? You should have finished the garden ages ago.’

‘Why does everyone keep banging on about the garden?’ Freddie grumbled, angrily wiping flour off his moustache. ‘And since when are you so easily startled? You nearly shat yourself!’

Joe looked slightly annoyed – at least, Freddie assumed he did, as he couldn’t really see his face under all the flour – ‘you know what a scaredy-cat I am, Freddie. The smallest drop of blood and I’m passed out on the floor. It’s a curse, really.’

Alright, whoever this was, it definitely wasn’t Joe. No way in hell was this the same Joe who, only last week, savagely beat a wasp to death with the kitchen mop, then left its severed head on the kitchen windowsill as a warning to the other wasps.

‘God, look at this mess.’ Joe rushed to the kitchen cupboard and took out a broom, sweeping up the mess on the floor. ‘When the boss sees this, he’ll break my neck!’

‘What are you on about?’ Freddie snarled, ready to tear his hair out. ‘I’m the boss! This is my house!’

‘I’m really not in the mood for jokes right now, Freddie.’ Joe replied, not even looking up at him. ‘Hurry up and get the garden finished, otherwise we’ll all be in the doghouse.’

Freddie couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Whatever parallel universe he was trapped in, he wanted out right now. But Joe had already turned his attention to cleaning up the mess, so Freddie had no choice but to leave him to it and trudge out into the garden.

He took a moment to survey the area; he didn’t know the first thing about gardening, despite sometimes watching Jim while he was working and occasionally helping him plant seedlings for his favourite flowers. He noticed a rake laying nearby and decided to start by raking the leaves off the lawn. How hard could it be?

--

‘Freddie? Freddie! Where have you got to?’

The sound of Jim’s voice echoing across the garden alerted Freddie, and he almost tumbled right off the ladder he had been balancing on to trim the hedges. He had never realised gardening was so much work; he was covered from head to foot in soil, his waders ruined and his hair dripping wet from when he had attempted to reposition the stone bowl in the koi pool, only to fall in face first. But none of that mattered now. Jim was here. His wonderful Irish husband was here, and he was going to sort this horrible mess out.

‘Jim!’ He cried as he entered the conservatory and found the Irishman standing there, looking unusually solemn. He immediately threw his arms around his neck. ‘Jim, I’m so glad to see you! You won’t believe the day I’ve had-’

He was cut off as Jim abruptly pushed him away; taken by surprise, Freddie didn’t have time to steady himself and ended up on the floor.

‘What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!’ Jim barked, wiping off the dirt that had smudged all over his expensive looking shirt. ‘You really think that’s an acceptable way to behave with your boss? You should know your place by now, Mercury!’

Freddie stared at him from where he sat on the floor, dumbfounded. What was going on? Why was Jim treating him like this? There had to be some mistake.

‘Jim,’ he said softly, his eyes large and confused, ‘it’s me.’

‘Yes, it is. Unfortunately.’ Jim huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. ‘For God’s sake, you’re filthy! And what the hell have you done to my garden?’

Freddie glanced out of the conservatory window, noting the misshapen hedges, the large holes in the lawn from where he had clumsily attempted to plant flowers, and the overturned stone bowl in the koi pool which miraculously hadn’t crushed any of the fish. Gardening clearly wasn’t his forte.

‘I-I did my best.’ Freddie insisted nervously.

‘A blind monkey could have done a better job.’ Jim snapped, crossing over to the drinks cabinet and pouring himself a glass of whiskey. ‘I sometimes wonder why I keep you on, Mercury. You’re absolutely useless.’

Freddie felt the colour drain out of his face. This wasn’t the Jim he loved. This man was cruel and demeaning, treating him like he was nothing more than mud beneath his shoe. His sweet and lovely Jim would never do this.

‘Jim, please!’ Freddie scrambled to his feet, grabbing Jim’s sleeve desperately before he could take a swig of his drink. ‘It’s me, Freddie. Your husband.’

Jim scoffed, shrugging the Persian off as if he were an annoying fly. ‘Husband? Sorry Mercury, but I don’t bat for your team. I don’t know what sort of weird obsession you have with me, but you’d better stop it. I won’t have any of that queer shit in my house.’

His house? What did he mean, his house? This was their house. Well, legally it was Freddie’s, but he had always considered it Jim’s home as much as his own. Tears rushed to Freddie’s eyes. This couldn’t be real. Any moment now, he would wake up and find out this was all just an awful dream.

‘Jim, I’m telling the truth! I’m your husband!’ Freddie rambled, heart breaking as Jim rolled his eyes in disgust and took another sip of whiskey. ‘Look, you bought that ring on your finger to show your commitment to me! And you bought one for me too, right here-’

He went to show Jim the ring on his right hand, only to find his finger bare. He immediately panicked. Where was it? Had he lost it? Had it fallen into the koi pool during the incident with the stone bowl? Had someone stolen it?

‘I’m not sure what planet you’re living on, Mercury.’ Jim finished his drink in a single gulp, completely ignoring Freddie’s distress. ‘But I bought this ring to show my commitment to my fiancée, not you.’

‘Your fiancée?’ Freddie could feel the walls closing in around him; in that moment, his entire world shattered and suddenly his lungs were fighting for air. ‘But who-?’

‘Oh, Jiiiim!’ The sound of the front door closing came from the hallway; moments later, the conservatory door swung open, and a familiar blond woman strode inside, laden down with dozens of shopping bags.

Freddie’s jaw almost dropped to the floor. ‘Mary?’

Mary pulled down her sunglasses a moment to acknowledge him, ‘oh, hi Freddie,’ before she immediately turned her attention to Jim and pressed a big wet kiss to the Irishman’s mouth. ‘Thank you so much for giving me another credit card, darling. I know I maxed out the last three, but I just had to buy that new dress I saw in the boutique window.’

‘Anything for the love of my life.’ Jim crooned, rubbing their noses together in a way that made Freddie want to vomit. ‘I’m glad you’ve had a better day than I have – just look at what that idiot’s done to the garden!’

‘Now, now, Jimmy.’ Mary replied, looking at the man as if he was a deity. ‘You know we have to be patient with the help. It’s not like anyone else will hire him.’

Freddie had never hit a woman in his life, but right now Mary was really tempting him.

‘Here,’ Mary held out her bags to Freddie, looking down her nose at him as if he were contagious, ‘take these up to my room, would you? Jimmy and I need to discuss the plans for our wedding.’

Freddie’s cheeks burned with both anger and despair. He went to take the bags when he noticed the gold band on her left hand; it was much smaller, clearly fitted for a woman, but he would recognise it anywhere.

‘My ring!’ he cried, hands clenching into fists as his entire body began to shake. ‘That’s the ring Jim gave me!’

‘Don’t mind him, love.’ Jim put an arm around Mary, a horrible sneer on his face. ‘I think he’s been snorting something; all sorts of crap is coming out of his mouth today. Make yourself useful, Mercury, and go take the dogs for a walk. Maybe that will sober you up a bit.’

‘Dogs?’ Was all Freddie managed to get out before the door flew open again and he was set upon by at least six or seven four-legged fiends.

Don’t misunderstand, Freddie liked dogs. But unlike cats, dogs lacked any sort of grace and dignity; they piled on top of him like they wanted him dead, tongues licking mercilessly at his face until he managed to wriggle free and take cover on one of the sofas.

‘Since when do we have dogs?!’ he practically screamed over all the barking, holding up a pillow to shield himself as a dog the size of a bear leaped onto the sofa to join him.

‘Your memory needs testing, Mercury. We’ve always had dogs. You sleep in their room, for God’s sake.’ Jim refilled his glass and called over to the Newfoundland, which was currently smothering the Persian man. ‘Bad dog, David. You know you’re not allowed on the sofa.’

‘David?’

‘Yes, David. Phoebe said we should have called him Goliath because of his size, but I thought David would be funnier. Completely catches people off guard.’

Freddie felt his spirit rise out from his body and drift up towards the ceiling.

‘Right, you’ll need to keep him on a tight leash if you’re going to take him through the park – you know how much David loves children and I don’t want any parents filing a lawsuit because he’s knocked their kid over.’ Jim said, as Mary took out a small pocket mirror and began applying lipstick. ‘Juliet gets really nervous, so make sure none of the others bully her. And Samson hates you, so just keep out of his way.’

Freddie glanced over at the white poodle with brown markings, who was growling at him menacingly. No, no, no, not Delilah. She was his baby, his princess. How could she ever hate him?

‘By the way, Jim!’ Mary chirped, seemingly oblivious to the chaos around her as the dogs swarmed the conservatory. ‘I took another test this morning and it came back positive – I am pregnant!’

Freddie covered his ears and screamed.

--

‘Freddie? Freddie, wake up!’

Freddie bolted upright, panicking when he felt his arms pinned to his sides, only to realise he had cocooned himself in the bedsheets. Jim was right beside him, carefully untangling him and smoothing back his sweaty hair while the singer trembled, mind still stirring from the nightmare he had just awoken from.

‘Sweetheart?’ Jim said softly once his husband had time to calm down. ‘You were crying out in your sleep. Did you have a bad dream?’

As if snapping out of a trance, Freddie felt his right hand in the darkness, almost weeping when he realised it was bare. ‘My ring! Where’s my ring?’

‘Shh, shh, it’s okay, love.’ Jim soothed, reaching over to turn on one of the lamps and pointing to Freddie’s bedside table. ‘It’s right there, safe and sound.’

Freddie immediately grabbed it and slid it onto his finger, vowing never to remove it again, not even when he took a bath. He turned and snuggled into Jim’s arms, head tucked under the Irishman’s chin, relieved that he wasn’t pushed away.

‘That must have been one hell of a dream.’ Jim murmured, kissing Freddie’s temple. ‘Are you alright?’

Freddie wasn’t sure if he’d ever get those images out of his head. Having to wear waders. Phoebe with a six pack. Joe being skittish as a kitten. Destroying his own lawn with his terrible gardening. Jim treating him like garbage. Mary wearing his ring on her finger. His lovely cats transformed into a kennel of hyperactive, smelly dogs.

But it was just a dream. He was back in reality now, safe in Jim’s arms.

‘I am now.’ He mumbled sleepily into Jim’s neck, placing a kiss against his throat. So long as Jim was his, he would always be alright.

The prompt

OH MY GOD I AM DYING😂😂😂😂

Ahh fuck this is so good I am STILL DYING😂

Firstly, kudos to the anon who came up with such a brilliant prompt. I mean this is innovative af, and you did complete justice to it, writer anon! I had actually forgotten about the prompt, and was afraid that it wasn't a dream😂

Freddie reactions were the best part lmao. How he's utterly horrified at the aspect of Jim and Mary (behold the return of jimary!) being partners, his baby delilah (rather her counterpart) hating him, Phoebe being a gym-aholic and ahhhh Joe, sweet baby Joe actually being sweet like a baby kitten😂😂 I loved it all! Imma reread this so many times ahahahahahah oh god.

(More drabbles by writer anon)

[highonchocolate]

Take Two: The Guardian in Gotham Chapter 11

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“Maybe if we use this as a counter agent, it could keep both preserved.” Marinette pointed out, “It says right here that this can balance the whole process quite well on it’s own.” 

Alfred hummed thoughtfully, leaning over to read what she was indicating more thoroughly. “But that is only for one, Miss Marinette. You are talking about four at the very minimum. I don’t know if-”

Her phone chimed with the notification reserved for messages to her yo-yo, interrupting their conversation. “I’m so sorry M. Alfred, may I be excused for a moment?” She asked, looking over at the older man apologetically. 

“Of course Miss Marinette, take your time. We will keep researching this while you go, and inform you if we find anything.” Alfred indicated the tablet sitting in the table, pages of the Grimoire lighting up its screen. Beside him, the rest of the Kwami murmured agreement, engrossed in their findings as they scrolled through the text.

“Thank you!” She smiled and ducked out of the room, standing in the hallway to view the message for Ladybug.

Greetings, Ladybug, this is Princess Diana of Themyscira. On behalf of the Justice League, I would like to formally invite you and your team to come to the Watchtower for your first day of training on October 20th. A member of our team will be in Paris, and will take you there at precisely 900 hours. We look forward to seeing you then.

Marinette read through the short message several times, brain not fully comprehending the words in front of her. The moment they registered, however, she blue screened. 

Marinette.exe has stopped working. 

Her thoughts were a muddled mess of panicked catastrophizing and half-baked contingency plans jumbling together in her brain as she went over what the implications of that message were. 

They were training. 

At the Watchtower. 

Watchtower.

Training. 

Them. 

Holy fuck. She had to tell the team! 

She immediately started a group call, speed hobbling to her room as she waited for everyone to pick up. 

“Yeah?!”

“What’s up?”

“Hi everybody.”

“Hello?”

“Guys! We have our first meeting with the other heroes!” She whisper-yelled in French, trying to contain her excitement.

Her announcement was met with several exclamations of joy from her team. They celebrated for a few minutes, finally feeling hope for the first time in years. “We need to have a plan for what we’re going to do there,” she cut in, worry bleeding into her voice. “Can we all meet at Luka’s in like, five minutes?”

“Uh, sorry Bug, but I can’t go out unless there’s a valid reason.” Adrien sheepishly informed her. “Otherwise my Father won’t let me.”

“Same here,” Kagami sighed regretfully.

“How about we all meet at Adrien’s?” Luka suggested, “Kagami just tell your mom you and Adrien are going to practice your languages together or something.”

“And if that doesn't work, I can always just pretend-demand that you all need to come over for a sleepover.” Chloe added.

“I think...that may work.” 

“My Mother would agree to that.”

“Alright. Adrien’s house in...ten? Fifteen?” Marinette clarified.

“Let’s do fifteen.” Luka said. There were murmurs of agreement before she ended the call and flopped backward onto her bed, hope and excitement flooding her veins. 

---

Thirteen minutes later, she was stepping through a portal into Adrien’s room. As soon as she had gotten through, she was tackled enthusiastically by Adrien and Chloe. “Mari!!!” Adrien yelled, grabbing her in a tight hug. 

Surprising as it may be, Chloe was secretly a cuddler, and Adrien was severely touch starved, so they were always hanging on to other members of the team. Kagami and Luka were also fans of physical affection, but they stood back a little, not wanting to get caught in the giant Celtic Knot of limbs that had formed where the other three were still hugging. 

Breaking out of the embrace, Marinette reached over to the other two and hugged them gently, clutching on for a few moments as she relished the feeling of being surrounded by her friends one again. 

Finally, Chloe spoke up, reminding them why they were all there.”So...when exactly is the meeting?” 

“Oh, it’s on October twentieth. So like, in a week. ” Marinette replied, “We need to plan for this though.”

“Let's set some basic rules.” Adrien suggested, curling up in a beanbag chair. “First things first, even if they reveal their identities to us, we don’t have to reveal our identities to them. Not until all this is over, maybe not even then.” 

“And make sure to stay on guard, and not reveal anything about our civilian lives, right?” Luka asked.

“Yes.” Kagami nodded, “We should wear comms just in case we split up as well.”

“Nettie are we using Kaalki?” Chloe asked, turning to face her.

“We’re not using them, but I will be bringing them along with us. You never know what might happen.”

There were nods of agreement.

“And most importantly, try not to pick fights with the other people.” Marinette added, casting a meaningful glance around at Chloe. “Even if they challenge our honor, or say something rude about our families.” Another glance at Kagami.

“”Oh fine,” Chloe grumbled, rolling her eyes. 

Kagami gave them a little half-smile, one that screamed ‘I make no promises,’ but nodded. “Agreed.” 

“Alright, so nine am, on the twentieth.” Marinette called on Voyage, “I’ll see you then!” 

And she was gone, the portal closing behind her in a flare of blue light. 

---

The morning of their meeting dawned bright and clear in Paris.

Marinette, however, stared out at the dark sky and fog surrounding Gotham, and longed for home. It was nearly always cold here, and she spent every day in a constant battle against her Ladybug instincts. She was going to end up hibernating all winter at this rate, which would not do. Glancing at the clock, she noticed it was nearing three, which meant she should probably go to Paris if she didn’t want to be late. 

She waved to Alfred before walking upstairs, having finally downgraded to a simple brace for her leg. The rest of the family seemed very surprised, and a little suspicious of the rate she was healing, considering it normally took three to six months for a fractured tibia to heal. Granted, she had been injured in August and it was now October, which was a solid two months, but still too short of a time period to be completely normal. 

That’s a problem for future Marinette to solve. She decided, choosing to ignore the thought. 

She stepped through the portal onto the Eiffel Tower where her team was already waiting. Wonder Woman’s message hadn’t told them where they would be meeting the hero that would be taking them to the Watchtower, so they had decided to wait on the Eiffel.

Barely five minutes later, Superman himself swooped down from the sky, landing lightly on the support beam they were perching on. “Well, well, if it isn’t the Man of Steel himself.”  Chloe snarked, rolling her eyes at his appearance. “Gonna get me killed again today?” 

Kagami elbowed her in an attempt to shut her up.

“Bee!” Marinette hissed, giving her a warning glare.

“Sorry.” She muttered, not sounding apologetic at all.

Superman’s eyes went comically wide, before he sputtered out a series of half formed apologies, looking flustered and ashamed at her accusation. 

“Save it.” She held up hand. “It wasn't the first time, and it won’t be the last. You’re here to take us to the Watchtower, right?” 

“Um, yes. We’re going to use the Zeta Beams to get there.” He looked even more concerned at her statement, but chose to let it slide. “Follow me.”

---

Stepping out of the beam, Marinette braced a hand against the wall as she struggled to keep her lunch down. Swallowing against the rising bile, she pressed her hand to her mouth until the worst of the nausea had faded. Looking up, she watched Adrien and Chloe stumble out of the beam, looking as green as she felt. Unlike her, however, Chloe did not manage to keep her composure, stumbling to a nearby trashcan and vomiting into it. 

“Oh yuck!” Adrien wrinkled his nose, enhanced senses already picking up the stink beginning to waft through the air. Kagami followed next, looking as composed as ever. She swayed lightly, but regained her balance fairly quickly, walking over to her girlfriend and hugging her gently as she moaned miserably from her spot on the floor. Luka and Superman were the last to join them, both of them booking unruffled from the ride. “Ah, I’m sorry about that.” Superman apologized, “The beams can make you feel a little nauseous the first few times.”

“A little?” Adrien asked incredulously. 

“It’s subjective.” He shrugged. 

“So, what’s the first order of business?” Marinette asked, looking around curiously. They seemed to be in an entrance room of sorts, but that was all she could tell. 

“Well first, we’ll need to have Martian Manhunter do a quick mind search just to make sure you aren’t enemies, or have bad intentions towards the Justice league. He won’t hurt you.” Diana called from where she was standing. Next to her was another person with green skin, an alien most probably.

Luka stepped forward, arms folded across his chest. “How, exactly, will this mind reading stuff work? We don’t want any of our secret identities being compromised.”

“It’s sort of like a google search.” The green-skinned hero in blue and red stepped forward. “I just search for specific terms, and if none of them pop up, you’re clear.”

“And are you going to do this on us one at a time, or as a group?” Kagami asked, gaze steely.

“One at a time. But it might dredge up some painful memories, so be prepared.” He warned.

“In that case, I’ll go first.” Marinette volunteered, stepping over to the hero.

She closed her eyes, and the visions began.

---

She was thirteen again, opening the box and watching Tikki appear before her in a flash of red light. Flying through the air with laughter singing through her soul. Staring out at stone golems, facing everyone’s doubt, ever her own. Floundering desperately, looking for someone to help, fighting the battles on her own as Chat Noir joked and fooled around. Collapsing slowly under the pressure.

Fourteen and struggling, Siren makes an appearance. Those nightmares have never left her. Drowned civilians, water-logged limbs, bloated sacks of flesh floating in the water. Still no help from Chat, the Guardian remaining as elusive and paranoid as ever. She is falling, falling, falling, weighted down by her duties. She still flies, but there is no more laughter.

Fifteen and Lila comes along. Spinning web after web, ensnaring everyone with poisoned words, dripping honey-sweet with lies. She watches as she loses everyone to a girl that only wanted to fit in. Adrien does nothing, and the last of her love for him flickers out. 

Still fifteen, and there is Miracle Queen. Her cure wiped everyone’s memory, but she knows she can’t afford anymore slip-ups. She’s the Guardian now, and she knows she can’t do this on her own. She adds three permanent members to her team, and with the reveal comes remorse. Chat-no, Adrien-realizes his harassment, and Chloe apologizes. Things are looking up.

Then, she is sixteen, and the bullying becomes physical. Heroing, schoolwork, and commissions for ungrateful classmates wear away at her. Designing loses its joy. She sinks into a haze of monochrome grays, mechanically moving through life. Then there is The Incident, and there is nothing but cold, and red, and-

With a gasp her eyes fly open, and she looks around wildly, bright blue eyes shadowed, and far away.  

“Bug!” Chat called out, reaching for her as she gasped, struggling for air. There was wetness on her cheeks; when did that get there? The other heroes looked at her in concern, Martian Manhunter had apologies written all over his face. Before they could say anything, she waved a hand dismissively and tried for a smile. “I’m okay, really. Did I pass the test?”

Martian Manhunter still looked worried, but nodded. “You are good. You can go sit down or wait here until I do the rest.”

“I’ll stay.”

Adrien was next. 

He stepped forward, feeling his apprehension rise. If Marinette’s reaction was that bad, what would his be?

He breathed in, and closed his eyes.

---

@laurcad123, @liquid-luck-00, @toodaloo-kangaroo

[goldinavonlea]

19!

hahaha okay so another one that needs context—from the call the midwife AU that, again, i absolutely am gonna fucking write one day. for those not familiar enough with CTM for it to be immediately obvious where i’m going with this, the fundamentals of the AU are this: Anne is a midwife along with several of the other girls, Gilbert is the community doctor (because can you say Dr Patrick Turner vibes? i mean it writes itself, it really does), everyone’s in london. more specifically in my conceptual AU, Anne was a workhouse kid who managed to liberate herself and ended up living on the streets during the blitz, but eventually got evacuated to Kent and sent to live with Marilla and Mathew who then adopted her after the end of the war. a fair whack of years down the line, Anne, Diana (who were reunited in Kent when Diana was evacuated to live with Aunt Jo, though they originally met in London when Diana came across Anne robbing the Barry’s kitchen during an air raid), and Ruby (whom they both met as teens volunteering in a nearby TB sanatorium where Ruby was getting treatment) are all newly qualified midwives and end up taking up posts with a community nursing team in Poplar—the part of London Anne originally came from. Again, Gilbert is obviously the local GP, and is living with Bash, Mary, and a primary-school aged Delphine. All this to say: enjoy a weird little exchange between Gilbert and his niece:

Gilbert turned and—with a muscle memory only achievable through years of infinite familiarity with the action—pitched himself backwards onto the sofa, landing with a satisfying thwump as the cushions swallowed him and his ankles hooked neatly over one arm while a well-placed scatter pillow protected his head from too violently coliding with the other.

Turning his gaze to the ceiling, he released all the worst of the days’ exhaustion on one extensive sigh that summoned first one, then two small hands over the back of the sofa. Gilbert tilted his head to watch as the rest of his niece followed, hauling herself up onto the back of the seat till she was perched lengthways above him, peering down with wide, waiting eyes.

“Hello.”

“Hello,” she replied, with a level of calm that immediately raised alarm bells. He’d barely had time to narrow his eyes in suspicion before her intent became apparent, already too late. “No, don’t—“

With an expertly timed and executed twist, Delphine shoved herself from the back of the sofa, straight as a rolling pin yet still managing to land with an elbow perfectly positioned in Gilbert’s ribs. His exhalation this time was less a sigh and more a swiftly bitten off curse.

“Thanks for that.”

“You’re welcome,” Delphine replied, managing to get a bony knee in his hip as she snuggled into a more comfortable position.

“Feral brat. How was your day?”

“Good. I made Molly Bowe cry.”

“That’s actually not good. What did you do?”

“Not my fault she’s a baby: I was just telling history stories.”

“History stories with dead people in them?”

“Live ones today, the ones they bricked into old bridges for good luck and then they starved or suffocated so the bridge didn’t fall down.”

“So not that alive, then. You know, one of these days you’re going to have to stop doing that.”

“One of these days other people are going to have to grow up. How was your day?”

“Long. Tiring. You know, you’re very lucky you don’t have a job.”

“Do too: going to school and telling history stories.”

“That’s not a job.”

“Only ‘cause no-one pays me. Which means my job is worser, actually.”

“Worse, not worser.”

“Worser’s like worse but even worser.”

“As ever, young madam, you are too clever and too liable to disobedience in all matters for your own good.”

“Thanks. Mister Sir said I would make a very excellent lawyer.”

“Mister Sir was almost certainly being rude. And please don’t go into law: we’re all still hoping you’ll use your powers for good.”

“I don’t want to be a lawyer anyway.”

“What do you want to be, then?”

“A historian. Or a mortician.”

“... You’re very creepy sometimes.”

“Mister Sir says that too.”

“I’m beginning to think someone might need to have a word with Mister Sir about some of the things he says to you.”

“Oh I’ve had lots of words with him. He isn’t a very good listener.”

[petork]

-105 please

NB i am told this was meant to say 1-50

thanks queen <3 here we go

1. Who is your favourite ghost?

lately? it's been kitty. and i'm contractually obligated to love the captain

2. If you could see the ghosts like Alison, which one do you think would come the closest to making you want to leave the house?

the obvious answer is julian but probably actually robin, i HATE being spooked (as the asker can attest xx)

3. How would you feel if you couldn’t see the ghosts, but knew they were there, like Mike?

i'd feel mad jealous even though i'd actually have it pretty good. the other person would be trying so hard to tell me how much it sucks and i'd just be like 'but... goast.....'

4. Would you want to see ghosts like Alison, or would you rather be ignorant to their goings and doings?

again my immediate answer is I WANNA SEE THEM but i also know that might suck in many ways. at least for a while. i am not a patient person so i don't know if i could learn to live with them like alison could. but on the other hand... the chance to actually talk to people from the fucking actual past... thinking emoji!

5. If you were a ghost living in the house, would you rather be upstairs with the main nine ghosts, or downstairs with the plague ghosts?

upstairs for sure, sorry to the plague ghosts but i do not want to hang out in a basement for eternity

6. If you were someone who died in the house would you rather be “sucked off” immediately, or would you like to hang around a bit and get to know some of the other ghosts before getting “sucked off”?

i would probably just end up staying forever because i'm scared of the void of death.... <3

7. Which ghost would you miss the most if they were “sucked off” in the next series?

UNBELIEVABLE question? i'd miss ALL OF THEM. but see question 1 also

8. Which ghost do you think you’d get along with the best?

it's hard to say. i think they would all get on my nerves because as said i am not very patient. but the one who would irritate me LEAST... maybe pat?

9. Which ghost would you say you’re most like?

captain. not to be a cliche but i'm gay and repressed. and also irritable and grumpy

10. Which ghost would you say you’re least like?

JULIAN

11. What is a (popular or not) fan theory that you love?

(pasted from prev answer) i don’t actually like ship it because he’s definitely older than her, but a couple of people have said kitty sometimes acts like she has a crush on thomas. which is cute to me even if she does need to get better taste (love u kitty xxx)

12. What is a (popular or not) fan theory that you don’t quite agree with?

(pasted from prev answer) not so much a specific theory but i disagree with the general idea that anything of consequence went on with the captain and havers. i think it was meant to come across as just a snippet of the captain’s poor sad gay life and, as several brain geniuses have pointed out, due to the timing of germany invading france + the captain’s medals the flashback must have been from a good few years BEFORE he died. and i think the flashback was the last time they ever saw each other, so i don’t think that a) havers has any link to the captain’s eventual death or 2) anything romantic ever happened between them

13. Favourite ship and why?

captain x my cute oc boyfriend because i've tailored it to my exact needs. why ship retail when you can ship bespoke?

14. Least favourite ship and why? (Please be nice though!)

patcap as we all know. like YES i'm a contrary bitch so i don't like things that are popular and i do think i'm better than everyone else... but really idk why exactly i just don't gel with it at all. and when i've tried to read fic in the past it feels to me like their characters are kind of flattened. and i think the captain is too much of a bitch. and i think pat is serving us normie heterosexual. it's the 'cinnamon roll' ship of this fandom and i can't STAND (metaphorical) cinnamon rolls. AND ALSO pat is not the simple soft dad cinnamon roll fandom often makes him out to be! like he is a very nice person but he's also fucked up and insane like all of them. anyway my brain charges extremely low rents

15. If you could go back in time and live in the house/on the property at the same time as one of the ghosts when they were alive, who would you pick?

captain. need to know wtf's going on with him

16. Would you rather inherit the house (and its ghostly inhabitants), or just visit?

realistically... visit. i think i would lose my mind eventually if i lived there

17. Do you think we’ll ever know how every ghost died? Do you think there will be anyone whose death we’ll never learn about?

i hope we do, but i also appreciate that isn't the sole point of the series, otherwise it would be kinda boring and discovering how they died wouldn't be as impactful. if there's anyone's death we don't find out about, i think it would probably be robin? lol what if it was so long ago he just forgot

18. What is your favourite Ghosts fanfiction?

so i'm stupid and i never use bookmarks on ao3..... i've read a LOT of different fics i like but do you think i can revisit them? no! because i'm stupid! so i cannot fairly pick an absolute fave sorry

19. What is your favourite Ghosts fan art?

THIS <3

all the babies and children on here talk about horrible histories the show being 'their childhood'........ put some respect on terry deary's name. and this artist did!

20. Tag 5 favourite Ghosts fandom content creators!

honestly i'm not good with like. knowing people. but here are 5 fanfics i've enjoyed (based on the author's replies in my inbox because, again, i am too stupid to use bookmarks)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28287567

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29868645

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28653192

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28067277/chapters/68761830

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26957662/chapters/65795407

21. Are there any historical periods you wish we’d have gotten to see a ghost/ghosts from but didn’t?

(pasted from other post) not to be predictable but i would have liked to see a 1960s ghost. like a mod who crashed his scooter or something. we have enough 20th century ghosts though but i believe the us remake has some kind of hippie ghost…

22. What is something you’re hoping to see in a future series?

flashback to the captain getting some. like implied or whatever. i can't cope with him dying a virgin. he needs this

23. What is something you’re hoping to see in a future series, but know we probably WON’T get to see?

(pasted from other post) alison meets someone else who can see ghosts, and we get to see the ghosts at THEIR house…. i always love it when we see extra ghosts but i know they probably won’t make any recurring because it would come off as running out of ideas. but i still think they should add a 90s teenager named roy

24. Which lesser-seen characters would you like to see more of in future series?

tbh there's none i can think of that i think we should SEE more of, they get a pretty good balance. there are some i definitely want to learn more about though

25. Are there any characters you wish we’d see less?

don't make me pick a least favourite child </3 but also i think thomas could probably tone it down a bit.

26. Favourite one-liner?

I'LL WAIT FOR YOU, MY COMELY NUG - me whenever i order chicken nuggets on just eat

27. Favourite episode?

DON'T EVEN... i like 2x06 and 3x05 a lot

28. Top 5 headcanons for [insert character name here]?

i'm going to do the captain because obviously i am

- he may or may not have been lavender married

- he may or may not have had a drinking problem

- public schoolboy with domineering father, clearly

- IF he had a lavender wife then she spent all her time in the company of her 'odd' female friend who wore men's clothes, smoked cigars and drove a motorbike. the captain was obviously clueless

that's 4 so a cheeky one for fanny:

- she did a lot of medicinal coke

29. Whose costume is your favourite?

kitty. gotta love an ott ballgown

30. Whose costume is your least favourite?

that's an offtopic question. you have been stopped.

31. If you could do a complete redesign of one of the ghosts’ costumes, whose would you change and how?

i would give thomas his double denim

32. If you could play any of the existing ghosts, which one would you want to play and why?

i think i'd be good at playing mary. meek weird girl who says things that don't make any sense? omg she is LITERALLY me

33. Which ghost would you least like to play and why?

julian, i'm not getting my pussy out

34. What one thing would you miss most if you became a ghost and had to live by the same rules as the Button House ghosts?

FOOD. food. eating and food.

35. How do you think one or more of the ghosts whose deaths we haven’t seen died? Or, if we know the cause of death but not the reason for the death (like Mary being burned as a witch or Humphrey being beheaded), why do you think they were killed?

i think mary's execution might have had something to do with her husband's death and her being unfairly accused or something. also like, she just acts kinda weird, and we know how that often played out for women back then...

and i think the captain died in some really boring mundane natural causes way (congenital heart attack or something) but he's stuck around because a) he's never come to terms with the whole h*mo thing and 2) he was just really mad that he died so boringly

36. Favourite [insert character name here] moment?

CAPTAIN GETTING KITTY TO SMILE

37. What do you think [insert character name here] was like when they were alive? Do you think they were exactly the same as they are now, or do you think there were any major or minor differences?

ok i'll do fanny for this one. i think she was less domineering when she was alive, in death she clearly thinks of herself as above the other ghosts and bosses them around, and when she talks shit about george it's not like he can get back at her in any way. but it would be interesting to see how they interacted when both were alive

38. It’s your turn to pick a movie for film club! What are you watching?

(from prev post) i haven’t seen any movies errr….. maybe austin powers because it’s so sad that julian died just a few years before it came out because he would love it and get really annoying about quoting it all the time and it would be really funny for the captain (who thought the movie was unironic) to have to deal with that. and fanny would NOT COPE.

39. Would you rather share a room with Thomas (constantly sighing and reciting bad poetry) or Fanny (falls out of the window screaming every night)?

fanny. men be quiet challenge

40. If you could do some kind of historical swap (i.e. place a ghost in a different period from their own), who would you choose and what period are they from now?

i would like to give kitty the chance to be a 20th or 21st century girl. maybe an era like the 60s or 80s that was known for daring fashions, i think she would luv it

41. Let’s settle this once and for all. Who’s the real leader, the Captain or Pat?

fanny

42. If the ghosts could eat, what is one food you would like to share with them that they might not have tried before?

doritos tangy cheese, mountain dew baja blast, 4loko. i would make thomas try a jalapeno. i would also make them try my cooking experiments because i do that to anyone i live with

43. You’ve heard rumours of a tenth upstairs ghost who doesn’t often venture out of their room to visit with the other residents of the house. Who are they? (i.e. make up a ghost OC. I know i’m putting you on the spot. I just want to see what you come up with.)

it's george button and his bitch ass is too scared of his wife to come down. his downfall comes when he finds out there's another gay ghost and simply has to clap them cheeks (he fails)

44. Tell me a song you think [insert character name here] would like, or a song that reminds you of them!

i think alison's probably already introduced him to them but thomas + anything by the smiths. i would also make the captain sit quietly and listen to a tracy chapman cd (for my lover...)

45. What song(s) do you think would annoy certain ghosts the most?

the smiths would annoy everyone except thomas. literally they'd all be trying to re-kill him

46. Who is one actor you’d love to see guest star? What kind of character would you like to see them play?

steve coogan as like. anyone. preferably a ghost. a roman centurion ghost if you wanna get cultural. but seriously i just want alan

47. If you could have one Horrible Histories song in Ghosts (either sung by a ghost/ghosts, or playing on the TV or computer for them to watch), which one would you want it to be and why?

that song about how no 'british' stuff is actually british. like tea. i want julian to melt down

48. What do you think the ghosts’ jobs would be in a modern living-human AU where they’re all just chaotic housemates?

captain & kitty: have their own wedding planning company

julian: still a politician but instead of an mp he's like a parish councillor. handforth antics

fanny: headteacher

robin: cool off the shits teacher at same school who undermines fanny wherever possible. deals weed to students

mary: runs a shop selling like healing crystals and incense and dreamcatchers

humphrey: customer service supervisor who actually likes his job because he takes no shit and just fucks with every single customer

thomas: unemployed podcaster

pat: dogwalker

49. What is one modern invention you think [insert character name here] would be surprised or confused by?

fanny would be so baffled by any Feminine Products. when she discovers tampons it's all she can talk about for a week. the mooncup made her go into a coma

50. Name an AU you haven’t seen someone create content for, but which you’d love to read a fic or see some art for.

not to be the way i am but i'd love if anyone ever drew art or something about my au which is a modern-day au where fanny and captain are alison and kitty's divorced parents, julian and robin are captain's brothers and alison's wack uncles, mary is their childhood nanny, thomas is a student lodger at button house, humphrey is a cat and pat is just some guy. but yeah in the past i've had a couple of anons on here mention it and i did melt into a puddle... i think if someone did art i'd explode and die. in a good way like

[samsoleil]

9 and 10?

ask game

V I am sending the most fond vibes in your direction I hope they make it there okay!!

10. Your favourite season and why.

Honestly? Either S2 or S11.

Season 2: Sam has psychic powers and Dean is terrified that his brother might actually be bad, but is still ride or die for him. This is where we can see their relationship flourish without the search for John hanging over their heads. But y'know what does hang over their heads? John telling Dean he'll either have to save Sam or kill him, and Sam who is desperate to be saved and willing to be killed. And then!! when Sam dies!!! Dean saves him in the worst possible way!!!! Also, it's visually gorgeous. You've got the high contrast vibes from S1 but slightly less desaturated and you've still got the grainy film texture. An excellent time.

Season 11: Listen. I still think it should have been Chuck sending Sam visions. And I don't particularly care for the B plot. But Sam and Dean peak in this season for the first time since pre-s4 and it was amazing. It's the immediate aftermath of Sam literally unleashing  "a force on the world that could destroy it" to save Dean. Codependency at its peak. And in two mid-season episodes they absolutely nail the S2 energy. I mean, establishing beyond any doubt that Dean loves Sam? And then making him think Sam is dead in the very next episode? Where Sam is also the dictionary definition of BAMF? Not to mention, Sam is just. so understanding of Dean and his messy feelings about Amara. Love that for them.

9. What episodes best encapsulates the brother’s relationship? Does this change throughout the series? Doesn’t have to be the best episode btw.

To answer the second question, the brother’s relationship very obviously changes throughout the show. It’s obviously very codependent from the get go (especially from Sam’s perspective! Literally unendurable), and it varies in toxicity. Some seasons they are very soft! Some seasons I want to shout at Sam to run for the hills and never return. And then there are some episodes in seasons where their relationship is literally awful that are wonderfully tender (like 08x21 when Dean says “You gotta let me take care of you, man”). 

Imo, S1-3 are peak brothers. S4/5 are excellent to watch but not the most tender. S6 is on thin fucking ice. S7-10 are, generally speaking, when I would absolutely be willing to kill a man (Dean), but are still SO compelling because these crazy kids are devoted and have no moral boundaries when it comes to the other. S11 is a return to the good stuff! I haven’t seen the seasons after that but from what I have seen, Sam becomes a Dean apologist and Dean just gets worse. But they’re still codependent, so that’s fine. “You were gonna leave and you weren’t even going to tell me?” and “What about me? Would you trade me?” are baller lines. Sam is a grown man but he’s out here saving the world by being Dean’s baby brother. Iconic of them.

OKAY so. First question. I originally had several episodes per season but I have to limit it to 2, this is going to be too long otherwise. Also, as you well know, I've only watched up to 12x06, so I won't include S12 here. 

Episodes (and explanations) under the cut!

Obviously, both 01x01 Pilot and 15x20 Carry On. Literally the perfect bookends for this show. I don’t need to elaborate.

01x05 Bloody Mary - Has the moment where Dean actually has an emotional conversation with his brother, because he’s switched on to Sam’s emotional needs. He was willing to let Sam blame him for Jess’ death so that Sam didn’t blame himself! And near the end it has the iconic line "You're my brother and I'd die for you." Dean, right? No! It was Sam!! Anyone with any sort of reservations about whether Sam cared about Dean in early S1 can refer to this episode. It’s episode 5!! of the whole show!! and it has that line!!

01x11 Faith - Sam has absolutely no regrets about someone dying to save Dean's life. In retrospect, this episode says a lot about how much Sam loves Dean.

02x01 In My Time of Dying - Sam can sense that Dean is there, either through psychic powers or because they are soulmates. Both are good. Also, Dean is told that he may have to kill Sam, which influences their dynamic for the rest of the show <33

02x21 All Hell Breaks Loose Part 1 - Dean, on his knees in the mud, telling Sam's corpse that it'll be okay and screaming his name. That is all. Also, after thoroughly chewing out a victim earlier in the season for selling his soul to save a loved one, Dean sells his soul to save a loved one. 

03x08 A Very Supernatural Christmas - Sam decorated a Christmas tree with pine air fresheners to give Dean a Christmas. Obsessed.

03x11 Mystery Spot - Dean dies repeatedly, then dies for good for about 6 months, and Sam becomes a ruthless hunter in order to bring him back. Dean spends longer dead in this episode than he actually does at the end of S4.

04x14 Sex and Violence - Dean's siren is literally just a version of Sam that is devoted to Dean and would do anything he says. 

04x22 Lucifer Rising - Bobby coming for Dean's life. The VOICEMAIL!! Dean acting as though them being family is a cure-all and saying he'll beat Sam up, but also apologising. I'll take it. And then, of course, the voicemail Sam hears, which is more or less what Dean said in 04x04, and that being what tips him over the edge. The edge, of course, being killing Lilith to avenge Dean’s death, which has been his quest since the end of S3. Excellent.

05x16 Dark Side of the Moon - Ohoho. This episode. You know why this episode is here.

05x22 Swan Song - Same as the above! Dean who doesn't have a plan, just doesn't want his little brother to die alone. Sam, who fights off the devil himself and (essentially) kills himself to save his brother and the car they call their home. That memory sequence, for me, gave Sam the power not to save the world, but to save his brother. The world was just a bonus.

06x11 Appointment in Samara - "Dean doesn't care about me, he just cares about his little brother, Sammy, burning in hell. He'll kill me to get that other guy back." Dean's anger at himself for screwing up and forfeiting Sam's soul was. a lot. Also, Sam begging for his life and Dean just continuing anyway? Horrific. But very testament to their relationship at this point. Dean wants Sammy back and he WILL kill this other guy to do it.

06x22 The Man Who Knew Too Much - Sam being right about the consequences of having his soul put back in. And "You know me. You know why. I'm not leaving my brother alone out there."

07x03 The Girl Next Door - I was tossing up between this and 07x02 but. this has some flashbacks to past Sam!! Unfortunately, it also has Dean punching Sam for using the Impala, the car they both rely on to get around. And Dean murdering Sam's childhood friend for killing rapists. This isn’t an episode that makes you think “Awh, they’re codependent!”, it’s an episode that makes you send Sam vibes screaming at him to get out.

07x14 Plucky Pennywhistle's Magical Menagerie - Ever think that maybe Sam fears clowns because he associates them with being abandoned? Also, nostalgia vs reality.

08x09 Citizen Fang - The voicemail from S4 is still hanging over our heads. Dean asking “Does that sound like the Benny we know?” and Sam replying “I don’t know Benny.” Dean keeping Benny away from Sam because Sam is apparently the one who will kill monsters with no nuance or remorse. But this episode is on the list specifically because of how pivotal the line "Yes, I do – too well. In fact, every relationship I have ever had has gone to crap at some point. But the one thing I can say about Benny – he has never let me down." is in absolutely wrecking Sam's mental health down the road!

08x23 Sacrifice - For obvious reasons! “You know what I confessed in there? What my greatest sin was? It was how many times I let you down!” and then Dean’s speech of blatant lies. It sounded good, though. Dean really is that devoted, but unfortunately he has amnesia.

09x01 I Think I'm Gonna Like It Here - Autonomy violation. This is what advanced care directives are for. Dean being so dependent on Sam that he would violate his autonomy and trick him into consenting to possession. Dean will do anything to keep Sam alive, including destroy Sam.

09x16 Blade Runners - The parallels between Colette and Sam are unbearable. “Drop the blade.” Also, Dean becomes SO feral when Sam’s cheek gets cut.

10x19 Book of the Damned - Sam’s speech! “But I can’t do it without my brother. I don’t want to do it without my brother. And if he’s gone, then I don’t….”

10x24 Brother's Keeper - Ahahahahaaa. Sam kneeling down in front of Dean and letting him kill him, if he wants. Dean not doing so. Please do not emulate this relationship in your real human lives.

11x04 Baby - Obvious reasons. Also, the perfect example of how these two communicate. Dean clearly states his opinion so that Sam has something to base his arguments around, and then Sam provides his perspective. That meta about how Dean and Sam communicate and how Sam is the major decision maker opened my eyes. Impeccable takes.

11x16 Safe House - The thing Dean loves being Sam (and Sam being genuinely relieved that it was!!). Sam propping Dean’s sleeping body against the fridge while saying “I got you! Stay with me.” Him cradling Dean in his arms and patting his head and Dean being SO confused but not fighting it.

11x17 Red Meat - Okay, I lied about the 2 per season thing, I just needed all three of these episodes. They are too good to not include. Dean joking to hide how scared he is for Sam? Being willing to let all three of them die just because he thinks Sam is dead? Attempting/committing suicide to try to bring him back? Sam fighting through immense pain to get back to his brother? This episode is so good. They are absolute lunatics (affectionate).

[im-a-goner-foryou]

For the anon who requested Peter seducing uncle! Tony, I'm very sorry I deleted your prompt and took eons only to post something that belongs in the TRASH

Warnings: incest

“I can’t believe you aren’t subscribed to Netflix,” whined the squeaky, undeniably prepubescent voice that has been tormenting him all evening, prompting yet another roll of his eyes that goes unseen by the teenager reclining on his couch. “I mean, c’mon-- what d’you do for entertainment ‘round here?”

“Hate to break it to you, but some of us have better things to do other than lounge before the TV all day," Tony grumbles, peering around the doorway of his kitchen just in time to catch the little brat sticking his tongue out at him. “Real mature, kid.”

It’s almost endearing how quickly Peter’s head whips up from the cushions, eyes narrowing into slits. “Quit calling me that."

“What, kid?” Tony huffs, deliberately drawling out the offending word and unable to hide a grin at the indignant squawk he receives for his efforts. “Just calling it like it is— Mary wouldn’t exactly have asked me to babysit otherwise, would she?” Shutting the freezer behind him, he goes over to the couch, handing over the popsicle his darling nephew had requested- demanded for; Peter still grumbling ‘I’m not a kid’ under his breath as he takes it, the childish pout of his lips not exactly helping in his argument.

Taking mercy on him, Tony decides to drop the teasing, nudging gangly legs out of the way to settle into the cushions beside Peter, who makes no effort to move out of the way to make room— rather squirming closer until their arms are flush, meeting the elder’s incredulous stare head-on even as he swings his legs up to drape his bottom half over Tony’s lap, all while grinning cheekily around the popsicle in his mouth.

The momentary lapse of stunned silence between them is interrupted by Tony’s exasperated groan— which doesn’t sound strangled in the slightest, not at all — of “Peter.”

“Uncle Tony,” the boy mimics his tone in mocking response, chin raised slightly and chestnut eyes glinting with a steely challenge that stirs awake something dark and forbidden deep in his chest.

He ignores it in favour of tearing his eyes away and snatching the remote from Peter's hands, determinedly directing his gaze towards the television screen instead; fighting down the heated flush crawling up his neck under Peter’s heavy stare. “Anything interesting on here?” he asks, injecting a casual air in his tone that sounds somehow forced to his own ears and surely gives away the sudden change in atmosphere. Peter only hums in dissent.

‘Don’t look at him,’ Tony reminds himself. ‘He’s just trying to provoke a reaction of some sort, dammit, don’t give the brat that satisfaction.’ And so he resumes flipping through the channels, staring blankly ahead at the unfocused movement of bright colours flashing on screen; out of the corner of his eye he watches warily as Peter leans further back into the cushions, sucking obnoxiously on his popsicle, shimmying his hips this way and that to get into a comfortable position.

The realisation that the thin material of his sweatpants is the only thing keeping his upper thigh from being in skin-to-skin contact with Peter’s bare legs hits him out of nowhere like a goddamn freight train, almost knocking the breath out of him.

Which then somehow leads him to noticing just how smooth Peter’s legs are, soft skin unmarred from where those tiny sleep shorts ride up his creamy thighs all the way to his sock-clad feet— perfect like the rest of him, really, a porcelain pale that Tony just knows will bruise like a peach and leaves him wondering if the boy tastes just as sweet.

Tony’s aware of how flagrantly pretty Peter Parker is, has been ever since his sister had brought him along to visit after the month-long isolation following his divorce; perhaps even earlier, the nagging voice in his head pipes up unhelpfully. Either way, he hasn’t yet quite gotten over the certain guilt such inappropriate thoughts entailed— specifically, thoughts of the ‘throwing your mouthy nephew over the island table and fucking the disobedience out of him’ variety.

“Will you just turn the damn thing off already? All your cable channels suck anyways,” Peter grouches in the whiny way only teenagers somehow manage to do, though effectively jarring Tony out of that particularly visual fantasy. "What am I supposed to do to pass the time?"

"You've got a phone. Play some games, text your girlfriend, whatever," Tony grumbles in exasperation, though he does switch off the TV; there’s no way he’ll be able to focus on the programme anyways, not with the little devil’s incessant slurping and squirming atop his lap that does nothing to help the tent beginning to form in his boxers. “And will you stop moving around so much?"

Peter, of course, ignores the request. "My phone's charging-" He pauses mid-reply, focusing on a stray droplet of popsicle juice dripping down the side; Tony isn't able to suppress the wounded noise he makes as Peter leans forward to lick the sticky mess off his fingers, pink tongue tracing along the length of the popsicle from base to tip.

Jesus Christ. Fuck. Tony's certain his brain shuts down for a solid minute at the blatantly lewd display, arousal punching him squarely in the gut.

"Besides, I don't have a girlfriend." Peter begins sucking on the now rapidly melting ice with a renewed vigor, mouth wrapped around the tip so cherry flavoured syrup coats his plump lips, dribbles down his chin; try as hard as he might, Tony simply can't tear his eyes away.

"What?" he croaks dumbly, too deep in his imagination of filling that greedy little mouth with something else entirely to catch Peter's words.

"You said I could text my girlfriend. I don't have one, or a boyfriend neither. I don't date, actually."

"Oh yeah?" The teen's practically deepthroating the popsicle now, big bambi eyes peering up at him-- Tony struggles to get the words out around his strangled throat, barely internalizes this apparent new revelation of his nephew's sexuality. "Why is that?"

"I just don't wanna waste my time with someone who doesn't know how to please me, y'know?" Peter pulls off the popsicle with an obscene slurp, cheeks tinged slightly pink with cold. The smile he shoots Tony is absolutely angelic, which only makes his next words all the more filthy. "It has to be someone older-- strong enough to pin me down and experienced enough to take control. Fuck me so good I forget my own name."

Tony truly does choke on his own spit then, the whiplash from Peter's confession enough to send him reeling for several long moments-- when he finally regains his bearings enough to stand on wobbly legs it's to head straight to his bedroom, not even bothering to come up with an excuse; he catches the barest glimpse of a smug grin on Peter's lips before slamming the door shut behind him.

That night, Tony strips his cock raw with his fist, mind filled with images of chestnut doe eyes and cherry red lips, coming so hard to the thought of giving Peter what they both so desperately want his vision turns white; biting down on the flesh of his arm to muffle his shout of his nephew's name.

[borealis-strange]

Chapter 12: Long Away

Summary:

After three hours of traveling they finally reached the small house where they would live for at least two months. And the house was just disappointing. That house was supposed to be where the queen had lived in her childhood and this house was quite old, it even had several plants growing on the walls of it. It could be blamed that it had not been used for years. But still Brian expected a little more.

Tag-list:  @whitequeen-ofwillowgreen​ @likesomekindofcheese @anotheronebitesthedick @0-primejive-0

Rays of light sneaked in through Brian's window causing him to get up. He growled a little and turned to the other side so he could continue sleeping. Then his mind remembered the night before and that they were going to the outskirts of the city that day.

He quickly checked the clock on his desk. 11:01 am. He had to hurry if he wanted to eat something before he left. He dressed with the first thing he found and fixed his hair a bit, before heading out into the hall.

Brian made his way to the dining room. His friends were already there and they hadn't been that long there, they'd barely started eating.

Breakfast was fairly quiet, no one spoke at all. Maybe it was just the tiredness from the night before.

After finishing eating Joe arrived, who told them that it was time to leave, that they were waiting outside.

They all went for their belongings and left the castle where a white van was waiting for them. The driver was the Queen's personal chauffeur with whom they had never spoken. They got their things up and got in the back.

The road to Ridge Farm was as boring and uncomfortable as possible.

Brian wanted to talk to Roger but he was still upset by what had happened a few hours ago. John looked completely exhausted that most of the trip he was asleep.

On the other hand, Freddie did not want to talk about any topic at all. Brian wanted to talk to him and also ask him about his past but he was aware that this was not the time or the place to ask sensitive questions.

Brian considered sleeping like John, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make it because of the movement of the van. So he just watched the window and how the city with big buildings and streets full of people was transformed into the countryside with small brick houses and empty streets.

After three hours of traveling they finally reached the small house where they would live for at least two months. And the house was just disappointing. That house was supposed to be where the queen had lived in her childhood and this house was quite old, it even had several plants growing on the walls of it. It could be blamed that it had not been used for years. But still Brian expected a little more.

Everyone got out of the van and "admired" the house. Now they truly regret breaking the rules multiple times. They grabbed their suitcases and walked into the house.

The furniture was old and worn; the wooden floor creaked under their feet and in general the place smelled of dust and humidity.

Joe showed each of them their rooms and unfortunately they will have to share, since there were only two. Obviously, if Roger and Freddie slept in the same room they were going to burst their heads because they couldn't see each other for a second, so Roger and Brian went to sleep in one room while John and Freddie would be in the other.

The rooms were rather tasteless, with white painted walls and no decoration whatsoever. It only had two beds, a desk and a closet.

Brian placed his suitcase on his bed, which creaked slightly, and began to unpack his clothes. He hadn't brought too many clothes since they barely had time to put her things away; although luckily he didn't forget his beloved guitar

Once he finished putting away and organizing his things, he lay down on the bed. He had barely slept the night before, he was exhausted, and just wanted to rest. It was better to do it now since he doubted he could do it at night.

He curled up on the bed and closed his eyes waiting for his desired dream.

Brian's eyes widened, he really had slept a little, he didn't feel fully rested but at least he wasn't dying of sleep anymore. And he hadn't had any nightmares which he was always grateful for.

He got up from his bed and stretched a little. Until now he felt the emptiness of his stomach. He hadn't eaten anything since breakfast and it was getting dark it was obvious he was already hungry.

He left the room and heard Roger and John talking downstairs. Going downstairs, he saw them sitting on the couch while watching television, although they were not paying attention to it.

He went to the kitchen to find something to eat. He ended up making a cheese sandwich and grabbing an apple. He would like to eat something more elaborate but he didn't have time for that, he just wanted to eat.

He went into the living room with the others and noticed that Freddie was not there.

-Hey, where's Freddie? - Brian asked to be a little calmer.

-He came out - John replied.

-He probably just went looking for a girl to fuck - Roger said while laughing.

Brian was not convinced of the simplicity of the answers but did not give it much importance. Freddie could take care of himself, it was also a quiet town it was unlikely that something would happen to him.

They didn't do much in the next few hours, there really was little they could do in an old house. Fortunately, Roger found some board games, they were old but at least there was something entertaining to do.

They played Scrabble, the game that the three of them liked the most, for a couple of hours. John was the one who won the most games. Then it became somewhat repetitive and they decided to play chess. Roger surprisingly was pretty good at playing.

Around midnight Roger decided to go to sleep. So Brian and John were completely alone. Brian knew John very little; he had spoken to him on rare occasions. Still it was nice talking to him. With John he talked about more “philosophical” things instead of random things like he did with Freddie and Roger.

After a few minutes talking about the greatness of the universe, they heard the front door open. It was only Freddie who tried to enter as cautiously as possible.

-Hello Freddie - John greeted when Freddie was about to go up the stairs - Where were you? - Asked innocently

-You know ... - Freddie said in a trembling voice and without showing his face - I went to a bar to have a drink -

-Is everything alright? - John asked worried as he approached Freddie.

-Yes ... I just needed to rest -

Before Freddie went up the stairs, John grabbed him by the wrist. Freddie finally turned to see John, revealing the reason for hiding his face. It was evident that he had been crying and the most important thing was the bruise that covered his left eye.

Naturally, Brian gasped at the sight of Freddie's beaten face.

-What happened?- John asked as he guided Freddie to sit in the living room.

-It is nothing - Freddie said, dismissing it, although it was evident that something bad had happened to him.

-That's not true - Brian spoke - Someone has ... hit you - This last word hurt him to say.

Freddie sighed and understood that it was impossible to get out of that one. Still sooner or later he had to tell them what had happened.

-I don't know who hit me - Freddie revealed - It was just a someone walking around, he saw me and decided to hit me-

Freddie's explanation did not entirely convince Brian. There was something he was hiding.

-Did he hit you without saying anything? - Questioned John - Normal people are not hitting people who are on the street.

-Well ... - Freddie played lightly with his hands because of the nerves - Let's say ... I did something to make him angry -

John looked at him with a frown. Neither John nor Brian spoke hoping that Freddie would be more specific.

-Let's say that I ... - Freddie wasn't sure it was time to reveal one of his most important secrets - was walking with a man ... -

Freddie closed his eyes waiting for some retaliation from his friends. Brian already knew more or less where he was going, unlike John who didn't quite understand what Freddie was referring to.

-And why would someone hit you for walking with a man? - John asked innocently.

-I wasn't just walking with him ... maybe we kissed ... - Freddie's voice was fragile and he took constant pauses - Let’s say... very intense ... - Freddie covered his face with his hands so as not to see the reaction of his friends.

-Then you're gay? - Brian asked to affirm what he was saying.

Freddie slowly nodded.

It really wasn't a surprise, at least for Brian. He already suspected that Freddie liked men; many times when they talked about old relationships he did not comment on any woman, only Mary but still looked somewhat uncomfortable when talking about her.

-Did they beat you for being gay? - John asked somewhat confused.

Freddie again nodded slowly.

Unfortunately, in Rhye that was quite common. It was not uncommon to hear on the news how gay people were beaten on the street. The black queen was the one who tried to stop these hate crimes, but as always the council put a lot of obstacles.

-Aren't you angry? - Freddie asked scared as he removed his hands from his face. To their surprise none of them looked angry or even disgusted.

-Why would we be? - Brian said as he sat next to his friend - It's just who you are.

Freddie breathed relief when he saw that his friends were not against who he liked.

They both hugged him. Brian wanted him to know that everything was going to be fine and that he would always support him, just as Roger always supported him.

[budugaapologist]

when you are reading this rant take full offense its 2am here and im mad as hell

fair warning this post is long as fuck and has several arguments pertaining to specific peeves i need to rant about before i go crazy. if you're not interested just keep scrolling it's not hard it's literally the core of social media navigation

you know what? ima say it.

black flag is the best ac game and deserves more recognition than just pirate drinking jokes because:

nearly every named character (sorry burgess and cockram) has development and personalities. cant say that for that many others in other games.

not too much fucking shit to do in it (unlike uhhhhhhhh every fucking other game in the franchise. stop it. i dont need 500 treasure chests in arno's game he already has an excellent revenue with the cafe. i dont need a ton of side quests. i dont need 30+ chests per london burough. i dont need a million question marks on my map. i dont need all of egypt or greece to be littered with shit to do. fuck this.).

unlocking shit is so much easier. edward knows where every treasure chest is and doesnt pay for treasure maps. and literally unlocking shit is so much easier.

base is slept on. its fucking cool. its fucking fun. its fucking useful as shit. its fucking pretty as all hell. fuck you.

good story, fun story, great dlc, relatable story (unless youre some bootlicking cowardly rich cunt) emotional story but not depressing (unity im looking at your ending. origins stop killing children.), satisfying end.

i can do the combat with one hand. you know what that means? i can eat and drink without pausing. i can reply to text messages without pausing. i can pet my dogs and cats while playing.

main character actually has changed by the end of the game a vast amount. motherfucker, edward changed more in his antó mission than ezio did in his trilogy.

if you dont complete all objectives you still have a passing score on the mission. do you know what its like to be raised to only get good grades on stuff and see yourself getting a 60% on a thing thats supposed to be a pass time just because you forgot something.

the naval combat isnt hard you just need practice. also i know the hunter ship sucks in the first mission you encounter but literally drop your sails but hold the wheel. once its in view let go. swim to it. take out the crew. swim back. bada bing bada boom go oneshot the crew. incredible, you're safe now.

legendary ship battles are really fucking cool and my mom doesnt yell at me for killing a giant beast for next to nothing.

the sea shanties and tavern songs slap.

farm animal petting simulator. not forced to kill dogs (ac3, odyssey).

obviously its good if the other games are just gonna copy paste it.

ed's tattoos are sick.

edward is literally the first canon bisexual. he literally says so in game. he literally fucking flirts with blackbeard. he literally was a pirate. why the fuck do you think birate is such an accurate pun.

diving outfit.

thicc.

the female characters dont have titties all over the place. even anne's boobs arent that big, which is good considering she is underage. the same cannot be said for many of the women in ezio's games.

guess who has a solid, interesting, and realistic personality. not kassandra or alexios thats for sure.

he is NOT moved by man pain (ezio, connor, bayek) to carry out his missions. he didn't want to be poor, he wanted to be able to provide for his family. he is just carrying out his dream to sail a ship. when he starts being "good", he is doing it out of guilt and shame on his past self (what, self reflection? someone, teach jacob this term), not because "wahh my girlfriend/mom/child/family died :'(", he wanted to make it up to his lost friends by making them proud and doing what they wished he had done. his regrets are in not being a better friend while mary was alive, not seeking out her killers (guards at fort). thatch's death crushed him, but he didn't thrust his anger on seeking revenge. and the characters that did die? they had personalities and development and were interesting and memorable. i cant tell you shit about cristina.

he is very respecting of women, especially for a white guy from the 1600s. he, as a teenager (under 17 i believe), attempted to save a woman he did not know and had no intentions of wooing (hey um ezio? you literally only were able to save cristina from being raped because you stalked her because you thought she was attractive. like thanks for saving her but uhh am i the only one that finds that creepy?) even though the odds of winning against three older men were stacked against him and he knew they could (and almost did) beat him to death. fuck if caroline wasnt there he would've been killed.

the modern day stuff is an excellent way to separate intense scenes and the little mini hacking games are fun puzzles. oh boohoo desmond isn't there? yes he was, half the things you hack literally give you desmond content.

rebecca's outfit fucking slaps.

from experience, its fun to play even if you dont know shit about the other ac games. pirates are cool and the story is easy to follow, just be prepared to find some of the other endings big letdowns or lots of the other games' missions boring.

is that fanservice that goes both ways but doesnt oversexualize any gender? why yes, it is!

stop reducing black flag to alcoholism jokes like yall constantly fucking do, it has so many other talking points and if you wanna make fun of something maybe choose something that isnt addiction. literally i make fun of edward constantly without pointing out his alcoholism it isnt that hard. if you're gonna make fun of edward for drinking rum when water in the 1700s often wasnt safe and making fun of him when he was depressed (he has multiple other intended self harming behaviors shown in game so no, he wasnt just drinking because its fun), why don't i see the same "wHy is aLL tHe WiNE gONe?" posts for arno? he was an alcoholic too. in fact arno and edward have a lot of the same forms of depression but oh, arno's a more serious character personality wise and isn't a pirate so his grieving isn't as funny.

and like, there are plenty of other things to make fun of with edward that might not make light of alcoholism because no, edward's drinking in the main story was not written to be a joke. here, a list of things i regularly make fun of him for:

this highwaisted man's got feminine hips

there is no reason for him to be that thicc

his bangs are a mess

his hair???? glows???? okay rapunzel.

his tatts that are just lines

actually you know what his tatts in general what do they mean ubisoft what even language are the words on his body in

how this whore opens the bottled messages on the beach. "ah yes, let me put this mysterious item in my mouth. i have no idea where its been. i could very well open it to read a note that says "i pissed on this""

"woman i just met... must respect her.. man i just met... im either going to give you a death threat, tease you, or flirt... sometimes multiple choices will be done......"

i mean he had the full right to be a bastard to walpole on the beach since he did try to be friendly but walpole was being to bitchy and needy. and like them being stranded wasnt edward's fault but walpole was still gonna make him build a ship and there is no reason for edward to trust walpole since after they get to havana he can easily just be like "thats a pirate, hang him." but like. the way he just immediately decides to steal his identity. legend.

why does he just blindly follow older men's orders like that

he trims his beard to a very odd location. i know it isn't a flattering pose but like. look at the underside of his jaw.

"how many references to dog behavior can we put in one character"

phobia of sleeping in a bed

"you saved my life i am eternally grateful."

edward are you seriously arguing with your eight year old daughter about the difference between a boat and a ship

where are your tanlines

how did he not die of skin cancer first

edward probably doesnt have any body hair because ubisoft didnt want his legs to glow in the dark too

look at his marooned outfit. bitch what the fuck is on your shirt. and where are your hair ties.

his dramatic beauty guru smokey eyes

he held that sword by the blade in the single madman quest. wh

anyway, the long run of this is, if you're gonna reblog an edward post from me specifically to make fun of an overused joke, go fuck yourself.

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Golden Kamuy chapters 229 & 230: the passion of lovers and Ienaga’s impossible goal.

These two chapters are show a lot of different things going on around Inkarmat’s pregnancy.

On the surface it is about Tanigaki “rescuing” Inkarmat, though most of his rescue is a bit of a hot mess, but hey, he rescues her with spirit and passion!  That must count for something.

We finally learn more about the inner workings of Ienaga’s own mind and that Tsukishima will stop at nothing to prevent anyone one else from being happy.

229 starts with Tanigaki riding a horse in search of Sugimoto with Tsurumi’s orders to kill him. It alludes to some hilarious adventures for another time and we get a page long monologue of Tanigaki thinking about what he should do.

This is the first time in a long time we’ve had a monologue from Tanigaki.  To me as a reader (well a reader and avid re-reader of the manga) this is a reference back to his sniper battle with Ogata.  I find it interesting that he concludes that he’s not a cold blooded enough man to kill Sugimoto, yet he had no problem wanting to kill his best friend and he did kill Kiro in revenge.  Yet, it is clear that he thinks fondly of his time spent on Karafuto with Sugimoto.  He then begins to rationalize why he shouldn’t kill him - Sugimoto would just be too hard to kill - so I really get a vibe of “Why even bother?” from him. 

He further thinks that Asirpa certainly won’t cooperate with Tsurumi if he killed Sugimoto and then he realizes that Tsurumi would still find a way.

He again states he’d just make Asirpa unhappy and he still hasn’t brought Asirpa home to Huci.  So, it looks like no matter what, Tanigaki is still wrapped up in this concept of returning Asirpa to Huci in thanks for her assistance to helping him recover.

He does conclude that he can keep looking for Asirpa with no intention of finding her but that doesn’t give him a time line he wants. 

I do find the layout of the next page to deliver an emotional punch for Tanigaki, his head is bowed down as he grimaces and sweats as he realizes if he runs away he won’t be able to see Inkarmat or their child as they are held hostage by Tsurumi . . . so he wonders while two seabirds fly by if his only way to see Inkarmat again is to do what Tsurumi says.

I wonder if the seabirds are a reference to this from chapter 154 when Youichirou dies as Hijikata returns his part of a puffin beak that his Ainu wife had given to him.  As he dies, his wife appears before him and a puffin takes flight.

The next page has a pair of puffins flying off into the distance. 

I’m guessing since Tanigaki and Inkarmat are a Japanese-Ainu couple and the former hitokiri, Youichiriou and his wife were the same, this is calling back to the two of them as a mixed race couple, depicted as seabirds.

The chapter then shifts to Ienaga talking to Inkarmat about her pregnancy and gives the additional details that Inkarmat is about 9 months pregnant.  As Ienaga continues, she makes it clear that she could never have what Inkarmat has - and in her mind she is close to perfection.  Based on Ienaga’s belief that when her mother was pregnant she was close to perfection reveals that the portrait that was in the hotel was not one of her, but of her mother.  She wanted to be as perfect as her own mother was when she was with child.

Interestingly, she refers to the fact that her mother would reach perfection after she had given birth and held her child - and she’d look just like the Virgin Mary.

This is an interesting direction to go as a Japanese character has again made a direct reference to Christianity - though Ienaga’s own mother was clearly not a virgin, since she was a child at the time or did she see her mother as perfect and returned to a status like that of the Virgin Mary due to the entire feel of the situation?  If Ienaga was telling herself this as a child, I wonder if she was raised in a Christian household . . . Of course Ienanga’s mother did not reach that perfection as she miscarried due to a fall.  Inkarmat finally opens her eyes after hearing this, as they had been closed up until this point while talking to her. Ienaga then awkwardly asks Inkarmat if she can deliver her child - Inkarmat has returned to her closed eyes as she hesitantly replies that she’d be delighted as she saved her life.  Breaking the seriousness of Ienanga’s almost confession, she also asks if she can eat the placenta due to its nutrients.

Later that evening Inkarmat’s room is opened by an unknown individual revealed to be Tanigaki!

And with a large two panel page, Tanigaki embraces Inkarmat and she looks up at him beaming as she tells him she’d know he’d come back for her.  The screentones get about as shoujo romance looking as possible for GK (which isn’t that much) as we get our long awaited reunion of the mixed race couple.

This scene affirms that Tanigaki and Inkarmat love each other. They are important as an example of a Japanese-Ainu couple and that they love and respect each other.

I think for the Japanese readers this is a big fucking deal.  It is a realistic model of a mixed race couple (as there would be many people of this background in Hokkaido) and it depicts them in a positive fashion.  With this happening it sets off a series of events that show the spirit and passion that Tanigaki is willing to go to for her.  Again, as we see Tanigaki’s actions, I really think that they are to beat the readers head over with the fact that he’s doing all of this for her and their future child.

How did Tanigaki find out where Inkarmat was moved to?  Well, Inkarmat was already several steps ahead of him and left a postcard as a means for him to find her without any other information.  She had befriended a child, whose father was also at the hospital and relayed the message to Tanigaki, a lewd bear.  The postcard shows Otaru, so he knows that she’ll be in a hospital in the city.

To stick to the theme of the passion between them, he reveals that he’s failed in his job to return Asirpa to Huci, that he’s a useless man, so all he can do is run away.  He can’t run away alone, he wants to do it with Inkarmat and his unborn child! His eyes are all sparkly and expressive.

Inkarmat then reveals that she passed along the information in the hopes that he’d come to rescue her so she’s prepared to face a dangerous situation with him!  She replies blushing a little on her cheeks as she smiles with her eyes closed.

So the two of them are prepared to lose it all, but as passionate lovers they will go down together!  How romantic.  Again, this really gives me a vibe that it is intended to emotionally connect with the Japanese readers specifically - as much as I’d like them to be happy, this entire situation is just crazy.

Tanigaki tells her that they must hurry as he saw Tsukishima on his way to take a bath.  Of course, just like in Yubari, Tsukishima notices that something is off, there is a random horse tethered to the gate outside, tipping him off that someone has come to the hospital.  Ienaga is shown at the window likely noticing Tsukishima turning around to check out what is happening.

They nervously wait as they hear someone’s boots on the second floor and they walk by Inkarmat’s room.  Tanigaki stands ready at the door with the pistol that Tsurumi gave him to try to kill Sugimoto with.  The man stands at the room and then turns away.  As it appears to be silent Tanigaki then begins to open the door to lead Inkarmat out.  But it is a terrible decision as Tanigaki is knocked in the head by the swinging door kicked open by a man with a handgun as well and barefoot.

Tsukishima then easily kicks the gun out of Tanigaki’s hand and has him at gun point as he reveals that if Tanigaki is there than he must be disobeying Tsurumi’s direct orders.  This immediately reminds us of Ogata and Tsukishima’s stand off in Edogai’s house in Yubari.

Tsukishima immediately adapted, with Ogata he simply put the bayonet on a rifle and attacked, while with Tanigaki he took off his shoes to be silent.  Just like with Ogata, he’s making this about disobeying Tsurumi’s orders. 

Looking completely dead on the inside and outside, Tsukishima makes this about Tanigaki’s choice.  Yet, Inkarmat jumps in front of him to protect him as Ienaga is listening in the hallway.

Inkarmat calls out Tsukishima’s sense of personal justice and tells him if this is what he thinks is just, that he should kill her first.  Inkarmat’s eyes are wide open for her as she flat out tells him what to do if he’s implied to be this broken.

The zoom into Tsukishima holding the gun, the stress lines under his eyes, the dark shaded screentone, it all makes him look so lost.  He’s so far gone into the depths of Tsurumi’s own hell that all he can think about doing is following orders and taking long baths.  The fact that Tanigaki waited for Tsukishima to leave must imply he does take longer baths than normal and it is no longer a cat-Ogata thing.

Before Tsukishima has the chance to show us whether not he is willing to kill Inkarmat, Ienaga is able to grab him from behind and inject something into his neck.  She tells them to run as Tsukishima glances back at her.  As the tension increases it shows the final page of the chapter.  Ienaga is shot twice in the chest as the syringe falls from her right hand.  The bottom shows that Tsuskishima was able to shoot as Tanigaki’s hand is on his grabbing for the gun and Inkarmat is in total shock.

It is pretty clear that this will be the end of the “survival road” for Ienaga.  I find it to be a good plot twist, I’m not expecting any sort of redemption for her, as she was a convict for pretty obvious reasons.  What I like about this is that it throws Tsukishima off his game as his man to man battle with Tanigaki has just begun.

I don’t have a summary for 229 or highlights, instead I’ll continue on with 230 as the action continues.

And does it continue!  230 starts with Tsukishima getting the upper hand on Tanigaki!  He headbutts him, causes Tanigaki to fall back, knees him in the gut and is able to press himself on top of Tanigaki and almost is able to shoot him point blank in the head.  Tanigaki is only able to barely push the gun away and the bullet lodges itself in the floorboard!!! Only then does Tsukishima begin to collapse.  The bulging veins on his face show how hard he’s fighting to stay awake.

He then passes out on Tanigaki, as Ienaga informs them that he’ll be out cold for 2 hours and that they should escape. 

Let’s pause for a minute here.  In canon we know that Tsukishima is a solid solider, he’s the smallest enlisted man and likely under 5ft tall based on my Ogata height estimate (see this tumblr post:https://chibivesicle.tumblr.com/post/182623470572/just-for-fun-determining-how-tall-characters-in).

In this instance, Tsukishima almost beat Tanigaki who is canonically one of the tallest and largest Japanese characters!  Just look at the title page from chapter 140.  Tanigaki is even taller than Koito who is quite tall as a Satsuma man.

What Tanigaki and Tsukishima’s fight shows us is that Tanigaki is a terrible fighter, especially at close range!  And here I thought Ogata was the worst based on how we all know he got his ass handed to him by Sugimoto even though he used every trick in the book to try to escape. I’m sorry Tanigaki but I’m going to have to take the title of “worse close combat character” from Ogata and give it to you.  The set up of this fight is so similar to that of Ogata and Tsukishima in Yubari.  Ogata knows that Tsukishima takes long baths, he avoids him by sniping Maeyama, steals the rifle bolts and gives himself the most optimal situation possible.  What we can now add to that is that after Tsukishima kicks him and steals the handgun, Ogata is already diving behind the table to put distance between himself and Tsukishima and is able to fire his rifle without exposing himself to Tsukishima.  Ogata damn well knew that if he were in close range of Tsukishima he’d be fucked so he immediately put himself at more of an advantage.

From the start Tsukishima has been playing Tanigaki.  He tricked him by taking his shoes off, hit him with the door, and managed to own him at hand to hand combat.  Tanigaki may be a veteran, but it is clear that he lacks any sort of knowledge in hand to hand combat.  Think back to his fight with Kiro on the ice floe; yes, he was able to stab Kiro, but he barely won that fight, he got tricked by Kiro and was knocked down for some time.  With him down and out, Koito got caught up by both of Kiro’s traps, the grenade with the flint and how Kiro hid his tracks.

This most recent fight just solidifies it for me that Tanigaki can think about hunting, but when it comes to strategy and fighting, he’s at a total loss.  Tanigaki you were almost killed by Tsukishima! 

Ienaga then tells Tanigaki that Inkarmat is about to become perfect so that he cannot miss this.  Inkarmat, very pregnant really dominates the page as she looks down at Ienaga, with a mix of sadness and likely a touch of fear.  She is only able to say “Ienaga. . .” before Tanigaki grabs her from behind and pulls her out.

This then leads to the very clever title page as Ienaga lies dead upon the floor.  As the blood from her wounds pools on the floor it gives the illusion of her own body being pregnant and the blood even forms a halo around her head.  Is this to imply that she’s a martyr for the cause to save Inkarmat and Tanigaki?  Who knows.

All we can observe is that her body reflects the perfection that she could never have had based on basic human biology.

As Tanigaki and Inkarmat walk through the hall they run into Koito in his yukuta, likely awakened by the commotion.  He’s got small pistol and he’s point it at them but looks pained and awkward.

Tanigaki jumps in front of Inkarmat and Koito then begins to sweat, he’s unable to say anything as he has stress lines under his eyes and he’s clearly biting his bottom lip as he’s unable to say anything.  Until he reveals that he’s clearly lowered his right hand with the pistol and simply tells them to go.

He’s still sweating and stressed out but it looks like he has a sense of dedication to his decision.  Tanigaki looks absolutely shocked while Inkarmat has her fox face behind him.  As they leave the hospital he can’t help but wonder why Koito would have done that.  Inkarmat, states it may have to do with her fortune telling for him while he was still in bed due to his injury but the fact that she’s sweating makes me think she’s either throwing something out there or she knows more than she’s willing to state at the moment.

What is most revealing is what Tanigaki then says as they ride away on the horse. Tanigaki mulls that there is “no way” that Koito would have let them go for something so “minor”.  He then follows up with it not the Second Lt. Koito that he’s “known until now.”

I find Tanigaki’s interpretation of events to be a bit odd, almost like to downplay everything.  He calls the event “minor” - hello Tanigaki, you just disobeyed Tsurumi’s direct order and you knew that Inkarmat was being held hostage and broke her out of the hospital.  I’m not sure where the “minor” aspect comes in.  I’d say this is a “major” event.  Really, he should be surprised that he let them go for something so major as well all know that Koito takes things very seriously, when they are a big deal.

His follow up of the “Koito I’ve known until now . . .”  Tanigaki’s only experience with Koito was on Karafuto where he oscillated between being a pain in the bum bon bon, think of the wolverine attack, tea with the lighthouse family, circus pettiness, but at the same time Koito communicated with Enonoka well, despite being a bit oblivious fought against Kiro very well in hand to hand combat and as we got with the volume updates, was able to get up after Ogata knocked him down/out and was ready to chase him down.

I wouldn’t say he’s the most observant of characters when it comes to other humans, but hopefully he at least make a remark to someone to pass on the info that Koito let them go.

As they ride off a bullet wizes by the horse and we can see a light from a single window in the hospital.  The next page reveals Tsukishima had fired a rifle at them as he then discharges the empty before he collapses.  It is quite clear that Ienaga’s injection was not enough to knock him out for 2 hours!

I also hope that Tsukishima didn’t realize that Koito let them go and didn’t shoot him either . . . . I’m guessing Koito is smart enough to have hopped back into bed and pretended to be asleep as the rest of the lights in the hospital are dark.

Tanigaki is able to check in with Inkarmat to make sure that she’s okay.  Realizing that she needs to rest, he apologizes for going to fast on the horse and finds an abandoned building to stay in.  He starts a fire and Inkarmat notices that he’s bleeding from his head, to stop the bleeding he pulls out the head scarf that Huci gave him during his sniper battle with Ogata.

This is clearly a symbolic action.  Tanigaki has been wounded by another member of the 27th and he has returned to being the deserter who lived with Huci and this time he’ll protect Inkarmat instead of Huci and Osoma.

His facial expression is so similar to the one he had with his sniper battle with Ogata.  In a way I think this is symbolic of him also finally starting to think about what he’s doing since so far he’s just been really lucky.  They wouldn’t have made it out if it weren’t for Ienaga and Koito.

I think this means that his “matagi” senses are back as Inkarmat points out he’s bleeding pretty badly from his leg, but with all the adrenaline of the escape he didn’t notice and he must have been grazed by the shot by Tsukishima.  And now that he’s back to being a matagi, he realizes how bad the situation is, he follows the trail of blood and again almost gets shot by Tsukishima as he glances out the doorway.

He tells Inkarmat to go out the back door and he still has the small pistol as he tries to shoot close range.  Of course he ends up shooting through the hood of Tsukishima’s coat as he drops down to tackle him again showing extreme skill in hand to hand combat.  Of course this works since Tanigaki is so large and he slams him back into the floor - the second time that Tsukishima has the literal upper hand on him.  He then pummels him in the face several times when Tanigaki finally shows his strength.

Likely due to his will to live and his need to protect Inkarmat and his child he is able to pick up Tsukishima and toss him through a door.

He pulls up the rifle and finally strategically backs away with the rifle ready. But Tsukishima is missing.  He runs around to the back, checks for Tsukishima and thankfully, Inkarmat already is prepared with his backpack and the horse as distance away.  He sprints to her, gets her onto the horse as he then begins to ride away.  Of course, since Tsukishima wasn’t under the pile of wood from the broken door he was clearly waiting.  He calmly shoots Tanigaki in the upper right shoulder as they ride away.

So all in all, Tsukishima has still been getting the upper hand.  However, Noda very clearly makes sure that things will begin to change to his favor.  He’s made it far enough out of the city that he’ll be able to use his matagi skills to their advantage.  Tanigaki, the matagi, now is in the mountains, with a rifle and he’s finally in his element so to speak.  He knows he’ll be able to lose Tsukishima based on his experience with Ogata and Nikaido.

Of course he’s still bleeding and Tsukishima is following the trail in the snow.  His facial expression in the second panel is terrifying.  His pupils rolled up into his eye sockets, his face is shaded stress lines under the eye and a crazy screentone in the background!  Of course it is broken up by Inkarmat gasping as Tanigaki panics that someone has caught up. 

Inkarmat reveals that her water has just broken as she looks at him with wide eyes and he looks equally panicked as well.  There is a shot of some trees and then we see his hand stoking the horse and he is apologizing to it.  He thanks the horse for all that is has done and he is truly sorry.  Again, I see this as Tanigaki the matagi thanking an animal for its help in his escape. 

And his matagi escape becomes obvious.  Tsukishima is in a bamboo grove, the first way to cover your tracks from the snow and he’s following blood on the leaves.  It leads him to the horse, which Tanigaki had cut to leave a blood trail to shake Tsukishima’s pursuit.  Hopefully, this threw them off of his trail well enough as Tanigaki is sprinting as quickly as possible will trying to encourage Inkarmat that she’ll be okay.

I have to admit his encouraging words to her are very moving and again, I think this is really to make it clear to the readers that they are a loving and supportive couple (although they haven’t been making the best decision since he tried to rescue her . . .).

Tanigaki passionately yells out that everything is going to work out.  Inkarmat blushes and beams as him as she holds on tighter!  He looks exhausted, sweating, bleeding and huffing as he holds her and she has such a softness as she looks up at him a little nervous.

And with this, Tanigaki runs to the last place he went to after his sniper battle with Ogata . . .  he has returned to Asirpa’s kotan and Huci.  With Inkarmat in his arms.

All he is able to do is say sorry and that he’s back. 

Ok.  So let’s hope Huci will be able to safely deliver Inkarmat’s baby and hopefully someone is able to help Tanigaki with all of his wounds.

This has the whole full circle theme going on as he ran away from home by leaving Huci to find Asirpa due to Inkarmat’s own words and now he’s back to her with Inkarmat.  I hope Inkarmat is able to apologize to Huci as well as tell her that Asirpa is okay.

I also really really hope that no one figures out that he’s there - no way in hell is Tsukishima going to let him go.  It is clear that Tsukishima has a thing about traitors to the 27th as he fought with Ogata as he tries to figure out what Ogata’s reason is.  The two of them end in a stalemate as both know their strengths and weaknesses.  Ogata knows Tsukishima must be alive as no one found his body in the mine.

Overall, what do I think of these events?

1.) Tanigaki and Inkarmat’s love for each other is solidified.  As I really stated before, I think they are to serve as a positive and hopeful model for a mixed race couple and their child is symbolic of that.

2.) The tiger curse.  We know that Tanigaki will suffer the wrath of Kiro’s tiger curse, killing him in revenge for stabbing Inkarmat.  Tanigaki’s entire rescue and escape plan was a total shit show.  He got beaten up twice by Tsukishima and was assisted by Ienaga, Koito and Inkarmat.  He was shot at least twice as well and will take some time to heal.  Is this just the beginning of the curse?  How else will this play out.  It is supposed to give one a life of misery - not just some moments.

Tanigaki is no real soldier, Nihei read him so well, he is a hunter.  A hunter who ended up misplace in the army due to his obsession for revenge that wasn’t even warranted that lead him to another revenge quest with Kiro.  I think Tanigaki’s only way to escape his future of suffering is to truly remove himself from the military and his army past.  Is the scarf a sign of him willing to give that up?  Or will he still be stubborn.

Tanigaki is also acting like a more obvious example of the situation Sugimoto is in.  He did all of these crazy things for his love of a woman.  Sugimoto started his quest for the gold for Umeko, yet she isn’t even in Hokkaido. 

3.) Tsukishima is almost inhuman.  He’s unstoppable in his quest to stop Tanigaki.  I had hopes that on Karafuto that Tsukishima would break free of Tsurumi, but as the manga has advanced, Noda has made it even more clear that Tsukishima is thick within his own love of Tsurumi and his obsession to dedicate every thing he does to him, even if it eventually does kill him.  Why?  He’s got absolutely nothing to lose.  He made this so clear to Koito when Koito approached him that evening.

The fact that Tanigaki was motivated by his love for Inkarmat likely made this worse for Tsukishima.  The thoughts of his fiancee when Inkarmat asks if she could find something for him means that it was fresh in his mind recently.  Furthermore, even if Tsukishima would deny being jealous, it is clear he is of the fact that Tanigaki had someone to come home to and he likely thought that Tanigaki only deserved her if he completed Tsurumi’s mission to kill Sugimoto.  Tanigaki didn’t do that, instead he came back to rescue her and I really don’t think Tsukishima can take it.  It is like the fact that he followed all the rules and nothing worked out in his favor.  In contrast, Tanigaki has deserted them twice now and he gets to rescue the woman he loves who is also still alive!

I am really worried about Tsukishima - he really was one of my favorite characters but if he keeps things up, Koito is gonna take his spot!

4.) Koito has changed.  Oh yay! Finally, we are starting to see the results of all of the events on Karafuto.  Ogata broke the sweet lies that Tsurumi had spun for Koito and now he’s putting the pieces together.

It is unclear what this will mean for Koito.  Did he pretend to be asleep?  Say that Ienaga also drugged him and he woke up after everything happened.  It was clear that there weren’t many people in the hospital so it is possible.  Or did he even know what Ienaga said and came up with his own plan.

Koito has essentially betrayed Tsukishima - as we’ve seen, Tsukishima doesn’t like betrayal in the 27th.  Or will Koito use Tsukishima’s departure as a chance for him to escape the hospital and go in search of others involved in the hunt. 

Koito also has part of the tiger’s curse, will his suffering be the fact that he will have to fight Tsukishima? He’s a man whom he despite his clingy attitude, really does care about due to how much Tsukishima had helped him so far in the army.

This is pretty much all that I have.  If the drama gets stepped up e.g. the 27th comes to Huci’s to try to punish Tanigaki, I have a crazy theory. 

The best way would before Tanigaki to be saved - saved by Ogata!  Ogata has a soft spot for Huci and preventing Tanigaki from either being recaptured or killed would be a great chance for Ogata to really stick it to Tsurumi.  Oh man that would be great and it would also be a parallel to his original sniper battle with Tanigaki at Huci’s when Ogata thought that Tanigaki would expose him to Tsurumi.

I would then love for Ogata to lecture Tanigaki on how poorly planned his rescue of Inkarmat was and to boast based on his own showdown with Tsukishima and then to kindly remind Tanigaki how he escaped from them in Russia! 

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Long Time, No See: a Sherlock x OC Fanfic. My reaction after two years.

This story has spoilers for this fanfic, if you would like to read it before hand here is the link:

Long Time, No See

Masterlist

Each paragraph is a chapter.

Did I recycle names because I really did like the name Samara and didn't think it was getting enough love? Yes, I did. This is the prologue, explaining Sherlock and Samara's past together up until she leaves, moving in with her father and her 'half-brother' who just happens to be the evil James Moriarty. Then there is a cameo at the end by A.G.R.A.

This is creepy tbh. She was protecting him. So her father ended up being abusive, and to run away from it all she faked her death. Legally her last name is now Moriarty but she prefers Finley. It's always nice when you even surprise Mycroft. She's Queenie, best hacker in the world.

John trying to make small talk with Samara well she is making a firewall for the British government. John and Sherlock after finding out her sleep schedule is forcing her to go to bed. Sherlock admitted to John about being in love with her. I love Sherlock and Samara's dynamic.

A severed head in the fridge. When the blog Sherlock doesn't like is also the reason is his best friend is back with him after she read the last name, Moriarty. Sam coming to Sherlock's defense when coming to him deleting the solar system from his mind palace. She is so not bother by the fact there was a piece of glass in her face. Sherlock and Mycroft's sibling rilvarly tho. Scotland Yard is shaking at the idea of two Sherlocks.

A game of war. Moriarty. Carl Powers, their first case. Time to finish what they started. She got into the system. Botox. Her father run an insurance fraud ring.

It's time for war. He knows something she doesn't. She says she's more powerful than Mycroft and tbh she's not wrong. Moriarty isn't wrong tho. Hacking is her drug... Samara has a few ideas.

Yeah, Sherlock is going to ask about that later. That was a quick case. And a small bit of the truth comes out. Connie Prince.

Sherlock and Sam are freaking out Lestrade and it's perfect. Everyone who knows Sherlock always has the same questions for Sam. She defused that tension quickly. Sherlock has been almost killed a lot, if it hadn't been for Sam he and Mycoft would probably be dead.

This chapter just shows everyone how much pull she has any underground community. The way even the golem owes her favors and is on a nickname basis with him. The Van Buren supernova. She is going to kill her brother.

I do agree, it's time to fulfill that promise. King Midas just warned Sam about what her brother is planning. They are full siblings not just half siblings. This scene right here, proves even more to Sherlock how deep she is in the community how powerful she is that not even the assassins no matter how much they are being paid they will be loyal to Queenie.

Sherlock was wondering if her and King Midas ever dated and she was like sweetie he's gay. To which he let out a sigh of relief. She is going to the Buckingham palace in workout clothes at least it's not a sheet. All Hail John Watson, the king is sass. Samara, the bisexual icon. Irene Adler is her ex girlfriend.

Samara just saying she should have just broke it and it would have been less chit chat. She really does have a death wish, doesn't she? And Irene knows it too and annoyed with it. I forgot I made her an ex-sex addict.

She picked pocketed Sam's phone. When Sam uses Sherlock's actual first name, William. Then threatens to call his mother if he doesn't apologize. Irene Adler is dead.

Sherlock's worried about Sam. Sam fell in love with Irene, that was her mistake. She cut her brother's toe off with gardening shears. Sherlock doesn't know if he loves Sam. Never mind he does. Sam knows Irene is not dead. Sam had a rag of chloroform in her pocket, that's a little concerning tbh.

They started dating, Sam and Sherlock did. The tortured Soul reference though. If you don't know tortured soul is my Harry Potter fanfic and Athens is main character. When her brother calls her and says their parents wear assassinated. Irene Adler was sleeping in Sherlock's room. Irene pissed off Sam so she went to the gym and went Sherlock followed her he scared the shit out of her and she pinned him down.

Samara insulting Mycroft. Sam is pissed that Irene she's not even using her name she just saying Miss Adler. And Irene's just in shock everyone's in shock about how mad she is. Irene was under the command of James, her brother when she was with her. Irene admitted that she loved her but Samara said that she just realized that she never loved her and that she was a fill-in for Sherlock.

Irene Adler is dead. Her brother is calling her. She just has to go to the house to pick up some old photos of her and Sherlock that she hid underneath the floorboards. The moment she sees her brother she slaps him and don't blame her though. They're going to burn down the house that they were abused in because FUCK their father. And she is trying not to have a sibling bonding moment. And he just said shut up and listen. James was the one to put the hit out on them.

Sherlock planned romantic evening for him and Sam. So she gets a text from the American White House and then from her brother. She was a witness against her brother. Sherlock's in contempt for showing off.

James was found not guilty. Sam calling him out on his bullshit about the computer code. She is the queen of all hackers she would know if that code existed it doesn't. Assassins that Sam don't know are moving in around her and she doesn't like it. Penelope Garcia. So fun fact, there were two shows that I was debating for her to go to during the time Sherlock was in hiding taking down morarities web and one of them was NCIS LA and the one I actually went for was criminal minds cuz I thought about NCIS LA because of the fact I could explore her disguises and undercover identities but I decided with criminal minds and the FBI BAU because I just thought it would be better for her.

She just said his real first name again, he's in trouble. Breadcrumbs. The American President is offering her to work for the FBI for two year and then she'll be pardoned in America.

During the raid on Adlestone someone Chloroformed Samara and cut her wrists. She woke up in the hospital and she walked out of there. Just to see her brother's face in a cab. When Sherlock asked Sam if she 100 percent sure positive that she believes in him. I love that she just look at him and goes "Bloody hell, I am. You've been doing this longer than you have known me, Sherlock. Of course, I am sure." And I love that.

That's a good point. Does it count if they don't say his actual first name? She really just jumped out the window, didn't she? (Kitty Riley)-They won't hurt you infront of witnesses, Richard. (Samara)-Bet (Sherlock and John)- Sam no!| When she has her brother birth certificate to prove his existince. He just realized the fall wasn't a metaphor for anything. Sam just told Mycoft the key code isn't real and just realized how much he fucked up.

Sam knows something is up with Sherlock. He's on the rooftop. Sherlock is dead. Sherlock told her to accept the offer so she did. Greg is a good friend.

Hello FBI BAU. Penelope Garcia, her old friend. Fun facts, she's the one who taught Garcia how to hack, well at least in the store she did. She started deducing them already. Irene Adler. The team doesn't know she faked her death for a period of time. CIA agent Nielsen. The assassin after is the golem and the reason Irene went after her specifically is so she could get the golem off her back. And James may have a twin Richard Brooke.

Why wouldn't you do an autopsy on the criminal that almost beat Sherlock Holmes. She got her to give up the flash drive though. She just found out Sherlock saved Irene.

Sherlock os back from the dead. When they got to her apartment they has sex. Her last night in the US she played the piano for the team.

She is back in London. The people waiting for her at the airport is Sherlock, John and an old face she hasn't seen in a long time, Rose. But she's introduced as Mary. It's weird to see Sherlock flirt. Before he's so Samara at the FBI field office he didn't deduce anyone because he was so focused on seeing Sam again. They both just said no to a case. Sam was like not till Sherlock's done eating. Then Sherlock was like come back tomorrow we have plans today. They had a cute date night.

Samara and Mary AKA Rose are meeting for lunch. A.G.R.A. Sam just found out the whole team's dead. And she's Mary's maid of honor. Mary and John are taking bets on a Samara going to propose to Sherlock or is Sherlock going to propose to Samara. Telegrams. Sherlock's emotional part to his speech. Now to the funny stories. Samara really nailed it on the dot didn't she?

The major was stabbed and locked himself in his room. Sam and Sherlock are talking about their future.

A month after the wedding, Sherlock is found in a drug house. She walks into the hospital saying his full name, William Sherlock Scott Holmes. Charles Augustus Magnussen. I love Mycroft calling Samara out saying stop with that look and then her saying what luck and then him replying the look that says I know something you don't because it's connected to my past but I'm not going to reveal the until it's time. Her brother would be jealous of how Sherlock describes this criminal. Time for Samara to act like Queenie. He threatens Sherlock, she threatens his sister and his niece.

Charles is scared of Queenie. Sherlock just got shot by Mary. Samara ripped into Mary for for shooting her best friend. Sherlock knows that if Mary kills him Sam will kill Mary.

Sam admitted to being a big part of the lie. Sam explained that she is the reason Mary got in to his office. When Sam threatens every single assassin that if they even touch a member of the Holmes family they will be tortured. Then Sam admits psycho runs in the family. Sherlock just killed Charles Magnussen. Before getting on the plane, Sherlock asked Sam to move on from him. Then countrywide video of her brother saying did you miss me.

Mycroft pulled Sherlock from The deadly mission. Samara told John about Irene Adler while she was in America and Richard Brooke. Sam and Sherlock are going to be godparents. Sam just put Sherlock's phone in her bra to get him to stop texting. And they babysit baby Watson it's adorable. The Charlie Welsborough case. And something just caught Sherlock's attention.

Time for her to go to a payphone. On the other line was Ajay, cleaning Rose betrayed them. She's going to go talk to Rose. Sam had Mary tell her exactly how it played out. Now she has to talk to Ajay again.

John replaced himself with a balloon I always find that bit funny. I always find this episode funny because he goes on to lie to the sky saying that his wife's a spot and she's working for James and the just to find out she willing left him. I feel like it's all so proof that Sherlock Holmes has a sense of humor. Sherlock now knows that the bust breaking has something to do with A.G.R.A. Why is Garcia's ex calling her? He's warning her, saying she's in danger. James is alive. Her brother is alive.

Sherlock knows he's alive now, and so does Mary and John. Sherlock just found out A.G.R.A. is an organization of multiple people not just Mary's initials. He asked her to go back to the flat. Penelope Garcia now knows that Sam's brother had her ex-boyfriend at gunpoint. And Garcia just told Sam that Irene Adler is dead. Morocco. Mary forgot that Sam put tracking devices in the USBs. Queenie was A.G.R.A.s biggest secret. John just said Sam's main priority is keeping Sherlock alive. Sam is like a mother and she would be an awesome mother. Cuz she just made Ajay in the middle of pointing a gun at Mary made him give it up and threatened to smack him in the backside of the head.

Old habits die hard? I forgot I wrote that part. They really didn't think she was going to investigate Ammo? To the aquarium we go. Queenie is considered a reliable killer. Sam just pushed Sherlock out of the way of a bullet, hitting her. However, she's laughing because her jacket is made out of Kevlar. Sherlock still me to go to the hospital though.

Sherlock is going to propose. Sam suspect something and it's driving her crazy. She said yes.

She's telling her team that was back in America and about her brother they seem to be happy about the marriage but concerned about James. John convinced them to at least have a small wedding.

Sherlock was in a coma.That's my filling for the culverton Smith episode. Sherlock's secret sister. She hacked the British government to find out where Sherlock's sister was being held. The motion sensor bomb drone.

They broke into the facility, Sherlock didn't want Samara to go but Samara didn't give him a choice. Mycroft and Sam have such a brother sister relationship. And the facility has been compromised. The little girl in the plane. James praised her hacking skill to Sherlock's sister. And we are left on that scene where John's about to kill the governor.

John couldn't do it and hand it off to Sam. Sam took it without hesitation, apologized then shot him. The three are shook. Back to little girl. Sam has had enough of Mycroft's sass. Back to little girl after going into a room with only a computer. Oh shit Sam's pregnant.

Sam was knocked out before she got into the other room. And woke up in a different room without anyone else in there, well except her brother and Sebastian Moran. And Sebastian turns out to be an old fling. After her brother left, she was tortured and then knocked out. She woke up in the hospital. Samara had a miscarriage. Which led to a serious talk about them having kids in the future.

It's time for the wedding chapter. Her maid of honor is Mary. Her bridesmaids are Garcia and JJ. Sherlock's best man is John. His groomsman are Greg and his brother. Right now she's picking everyone up from the airport. The team is finding out about Sherlock's secret sister and that she was pregnant and then had a miscarriage. The vows are so sweet, they're officially married now.

He is so sweet. Sherlock can't cook and I find that funny. James has made an appearance in the flat. Lestrade came with a case. The bodies said "For Queenie" on them and you didn't want to tell Queenie.

She's confronting her crazy fan. He revealed the Oracle is alive. Oracle is the first person she ever killed it was in self-defense, but still. She's going to attempt to recruit her brother to keep on her side. James agreed to be on her side.

Samara is pregnant again. Sherlock is shook but happy. Mycroft has decided that the child will be spoiled. Greg has a thing for Mycroft. And James just found that she's pregnant.

The first ultrasound. The person claiming to be the oracle, his daughter. She didn't know how bad of a person her father was, harming 38 women.

The final chapter, it's a girl. Sacora Faith Holmes. I remember when I came up with that name for the kid, I was actually and study hall of my junior year of high school and I had everything planned out for the story in a notebook and that's what I would do during study hall. She has blue eyes. Her first word was crime scene. In the end Rosie and Sacora end up dating.

Overall, it is probably one of my better stories. I do notice in these stories I did forget to put a trigger warning. So my final rating is 9/10, took a point out for missing a trigger warning.

[science-lings]

Random sentence every night, please!

Peter’s soulmates words didn’t take too long to appear, although slightly abnormal at so early, nothing too abnormal. What was abnormal was the language the words were written in. Mary Parker was fluent in many languages, as most shield agents, but the words were in a language she didn’t even recognize. 

She showed her fellow agents the words in an attempt to at least get an idea about where her son's soulmate was from. Some experts identified it as similar to a few African languages but nothing concrete. There weren’t very many language experts for that area of the world yet. For now, the strange glowing blue markings on her tiny son's body were a mystery to her. 

After months of research, she was able to identify the language as Xhosa. Out of curiosity, she took the time to learn the language, at least in it’s written form so that she could translate it for Peter. As her kid grew, she noticed he was just as curious about the words as she was and scribbled the symbols in crayon as soon as he could hold one. 

Mary translated the words for him once she was able to, most of the sentences ended up being normal kid stuff, but the clarity was great to have. When Peter was four, the sentences changed from bits of random dialogue from the perspective of an advanced toddler to equations and little facts about sciencey things that Peter got excited about. 

Almost two whole years after that change, Peter’s soulmate discovered a slightly concerning message from him. “Where are Mommy and Daddy?” His soulmate was too young to fully understand how that came across but her parents assured her it was more innocent than they thought it was. It would take them a little over a decade to figure out how much worse it was. 

Peter translated his soulmates words alone now. Aunt May and Uncle Ben knew about his markings but neither of them could help him. Thankfully every once in a while, they appeared in English, as if his soulmate was trying to learn his language like he was. 

Years went by and the sentences seemed less and less random like they were supposed to be. It took several years and obviously several conversations that he only got a brief glimpse of, but Peter was able to start to piece together the story. 

Peter’s soulmate wanted to find him, they knew he was American but something was holding them back. They couldn’t leave their country or something. They were someone very important and had duties even as a kid and a young teenager. They were incredibly smart and Peter struggled to keep up with them.  But he did do better than most people around him. 

At some points, Peter felt like he’d never even meet his soulmate. The world was pretty big and it seemed pretty unlikely on both of their ends. However, there was a point where having a soulmate was not the most pertinent thing on his mind. After getting bitten by a radioactive spider and watching his uncle die because of him, being part of the superhero civil war, becoming his own kind of superhero and meeting Tony Stark, he could barely remember to check his arm for the sentence of the day. 

He could tell that his soulmate had a breakdown the day that of the UN bombing and realized that they could know all of his breakdowns. Hopefully, it was only the verbal ones... He really didn’t want his soulmate to feel super bad because of him. 

Peter put his soulmate at the back of his mind, sometimes forgetting to check the sentence of the day, them promptly regretting it because it could’ve had more answers or hints to who his soulmate was. 

Once his life was less of a mess, after beating the vulture and becoming closer to Mr. Stark as well as May knowing that he was spider-man, he was able to put more effort into his soulmate investigation. 

One day in the lab with Tony, the billionaire spotted the days words. He started the conversation by revealing that Peter’s soulmate was probably from Wakanda. To Peter, Wakanda was just a recently opened country whose King he had briefly teamed up with during the civil war fiasco. Of course, he didn’t know that at the time. 

“Xhosa is the official language and the glowing blue looks a hell of a lot like the vibranium tech that I’ve been able to get a look at. The script is uncanny, anyway have you heard about Wakanda?” This spurred a conversation where Mr. Stark unloaded as much information about the county as he could and they even got into a frighteningly in-depth analysis of Vibranium. 

This led to the words “I thought Vibraniums melting point was over seven thousand degrees Fahrenheit?” appearing on his soulmates skin, leading to her spending a whole day in her lab repeating the same sentence over and over in an attempt to force the soul connection to send the specific sentence to her soulmate. She even said it in English for convenience. 

The next day Peter’s markings said, “Vibranium melts at 4500 degrees Celcius you fucking westerner.” Peter spent too much time laughing, knowing exactly what sentence was sent to his soulmate for once. Out of pure luck, his soulmate was sent his reaction in the form of a keysmash. Somehow that was the most accurate way to portray his verbal blubbering. 

They would make the effort to reply to each other whenever they could but it really wasn’t easy so they could rarely actually do it. They wouldn’t need to do it for long as they were destined to meet face to face eventually. It just happened to happen after the decimation of most of the universe, including them. 

Peter woke up after turning into dust and presumably dying feeling extra shitty. He felt both pain and like every cell in his body was slightly misplaced and it was super weird. It took a little while to gain his bearings as he looked up at an unfamiliar orange sky. 

“Hey, Spidey, you awake?” A dark-skinned teenage girl in a bright orange top stood over him with a slight smile despite the literal apocalypse. 

“I think?” Peter blinked a few times in the light and accepted her outstretched hand. Once they touched, Peter felt a strange warmth beneath his skin on his right forearm. He spared a glance to his arm and saw that days words from his soulmate glowing indigo clearly through his suit. 

Then he noticed a fiery red glow coming from the girl's arm, through her neon sleeve. In thin neat handwritten script were the words he last remembered saying before everything went dark. ‘I’m sorry.’ and on his own arm were the words, ‘I’m sure you did your best,’ Which had a different context now. 

There was a long moment of them just trying to process what it meant. A very long moment. Because although they were some of the smartest kids in the world, they were both equally bad at this kind of thing. 

“Shuri!” A familiar voice said after a minute, Peter turned to see the king of Wakanda. “What do we say about freezing?”

“Shut up brother.” 

“Wait, ohmygod-” Peter made the vital realization. His soulmate was literally the princess of Wakanda. 

“Well, if we are stuck in an inescapable bright orange pocket dimension, I’m glad that you’re here too.” She grinned. 

“Same. Look, you can’t expect me to make a better response than that...” Peter admitted.

“I think ‘same’ is pretty sufficient.” Peter smiled at his soulmate. At Shuri. 

But it was bittersweet. They were dead or at least separated from the earth and everyone that had survived. 

Peter knew that they could come back. They had to. Tony would never stop trying to save them and if he had to wait an eternity for the day that it happened, he would happily do so. He couldn’t wait to tell his mentor who his soulmate was. 

They had five years to wait but it wasn��t so bad. He wasn’t alone. 

[challengecomplete-ed]

Hai I'm a star baby (I just really got into starkid like a month ago, though the first starkid musical I watched was Firebringer cause the meme)- any videos you specifically recommend? (I've seen almost all of the shows, plus some of the tin can bros and poe party, a couple of livestreams and fan videos) (P.S. I saw your ravenclaw pics- I've been following ravenclaw headcannons for years- and you're so pretty :))

YES!! I’M SO HERE FOR THIS! Buckle in kids this list will keep you going for a while lol

Other projects similar to Starkid/include some Starkids:

The Lizzie Bennet Diaries: A modern retelling of Pride and Prejudice where Lizzie is a vlogger. Funny, fresh, 10/10 would recommend (stars Mary Kate Wiles and Ashley Clements)

School of Thrones: GoT parody set in a high school approaching prom season. Nothing groundbreaking but pretty short and good fun if you’re a GoT fan (stars Joey Richter and Mary Kate Wiles)

World’s Worst Musical: Guy is trying to write a musical but can only come up with really shitty ideas for a plot. Lots of catchy numbers with lots of Starkids (stars Jaime Lyn Beatty, Lauren Lopez, Jeff Blim and more)

Joe Moses One Man Showses: Various skits and comedy sets that Joe Moses has performed both as a show and at several conventions. I’ve linked to the Les Mis parody which is my favourite (stars Joe Moses, Joey Richter, Brian Rosenthal and more)

Behind the scenes:

AVPM

AVPS

Starship

Twisted

Trail to Oregon

(there’s also a proper BTS documentary for Firebringer which is where the ‘satan is a real man’ meme comes from. it’s up on youtube but only because someone uploaded the dvd without starkid’s permission so I don’t feel comfortable sharing the link)

Interviews and Livestreams:

Judas Redux Cast Profiles: (stars Lauren Lopez, Joey Richter, Brian Rosenthal and more)

Apocalyptour Interviews: (stars Joe Walker, Brian Holden, Jim Povolo and more)

Potion Master’s Corner: improv comedy where Joe Moses as Snape interviews various cast members (stars Joe Moses, Darren Criss, Dylan Saunders and More)

AVPM Golden Birthday Livestream:  c r a z y  long livestream but so many people show up and it’s v fun (stars Nick Lang, Devin Lytle, A.J. Holmes, and more)

Craftversations: Mary Kate Wiles and a friend make something arty and have a nice chat. Great to put on in the background (stars Mary Kate Wiles, Joey Richter, Joe Walker, and more)

Concerts and Conventions:

Apocalyptour: Starkid’s best concert imo. Great production value with proper costumes and a fun plot running throughout the show. Takes a lot of Starkid classics and puts a new spin on them, plus this recording is fairly decent 

Leakycon London (2013): Just a quintessential Starkid set. Hits up all the classics you’d expect from a convention performance. Doesn’t really do anything new but it’s really well filmed and (I may be biased cause I was there) the atmosphere is electric

Geekycon Orlando (2015): When you’re seeing Starkid perform at a convention you’re basically expecting the London set with a few alterations depending on who’s there. But this set Starkid went fucking WILD. They really mixed it up this time and it’s great. Includes classics like ‘4 minute going back to hogwarts’

I’d also recommend the SPACE tour and Starkid Takes Manhattan but honestly it’s a mare trying to find good footage of the whole show

Miscellaneous:

Space Tour Fan Challenges

Apocalyptour Fan Challenges

Jaime’s Kick it Up a Notch Dance

Ham and Cheese is also a classic but the original youtube video had the audio muted. I know there’s a version floating around tumblr somewhere though so I’ll try and reblog it at some point

I know I went really extra in this reply but there’s just so much good content haha! If anyone has any other suggestions feel free to add to this, I’m sure there’s some stuff I’ve missed!