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purpdrawsthings · 2 months ago

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

special birthday post 💜

[very long yap incoming 💥]

Edit : this was supposed to be released on midnight yesterday right when it turns 20th in my country but I didn't have time so yeah, kinda upset <=[

IT'S MY BIRTHDAYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!

By the time I post this my phone will be well, closed and I will be unable to access it since it's past 9 and it'll turn back on at 7 in the morning.

This was made one day before the bday btw I did not prepare 💔

Anyways..

Todays the day I turn ▒▒ years old! Oh. Why would I tell my age? Gotta keep that a secret!

Funny fact, the 20th of April is also the same date as when the prophet of Islam Nabi Muhammad was birthed! Crazy amirite?

But anyways, I've gone through so many things. Both sad and also wonderful. Life sure is full of possibilities isn't it? I'm in a fandom about beans and suddenly I'm in a fandom about a Saturday morning cartoon mario shitpost? Never thought that would happen but it did, somehow.

The thing is, you'll never know what ever happens next! Prepared or not, you'll always be hit with the most unexpected occurrences. And that's the wonder of life! It's what keeps us interested and curious!

It's okay to change. I used to promise to myself that I would always stay in the among us fandom! But look where I am now. I used to think that I was a bad person for doing that, but now I realize that, it's okay! It's not like the end of the world happens when you leave a fandom you've been in for 3 years!

Looking back at old things may be cringe to most, but it's always nice to feel that nostalgia that you haven't felt in a while! It really shows how much you've grown for the past few years!

I used to be really terrible with animation. Like- really ass. But since 2024, my animations have started to become much better! It just takes time and patience. Thing won't always go your way and you shouldn't rush everything! [ Ironic considering that I always rush stuff 💀 ] Taking your time slowly but surely will pay out and you'll have a good result in the end!

Now those few past paragraphs I literally said earlier made no sense whatsoever considering I just talked about life but in a non rearranged order. So I'm sorry for that one 😭

But anyways, all I wanna say is, thank you. For everything. To everyone here! Involved or not, I could NOT be here if it weren't for you all! You can't BELIEVE how much it has impacted me! I sincerely love you all! 💜 <=3

Being in here for less than a year and having this much is crazy! Like I didn't know you guys liked my stuff! I'm just a silly girl who just draws that's all 💜

For the last part, I'd love to say a few words to some people that I love/admire the most 💜 [ the words I'm about to say may be a bit similar to the ones said in the Christmas special so yeah =[ ]

Neptune - You were my first friend, friendo and best friend. We don't interact a whole lot anymore but I just wanna say, you are an amazing person. You were so supportive and amazing! You always made my day back in amino. And I won't ever forget about that. You've improved so much on your art too! I'm glad to see youre improving so much on your art, and to that, thank you Nep. Thank you for being my friendo. 💜

@rr3d2y - My first friend in the SMG4 community! I WANNA HUG YOU SO BAD IRL 💔 you are seriously such a kind and wonderful person! GENUINELY LIKE YOU SO COOL!!!!! We got along with each other so well like, I didnt know you were that chill smh??? I LOVE YOU AND CHERISH YOU SO MUCH A FRIEND!!!! THANKS SO MUCH FOR BEING FRIENDS WITH ME YA SILLY!! 💜❤💜❤💜❤💜❤💜

@mikchi8 - Pulls you out and hugs you and shakes you affectionately. YOU TOO MIKCHI. YOU TOO!! YEAH WE DON'T TALK A WHOLE LOT BUT GENUINELY YOU'RE A COOL PERSON!!! LOVE YA YOU FUNNI PERSON!!! 💜💜💜💜

@superluigiglitchy - I will make art of Oliver soon I'LL GET TO THERE SIDHOSHSKDKDHD 😭 PJ I love ur art and the stuff you do like- A LOT! Like that vanellope AU and also the squib! THE SILLY HIMSELF!!! No seriously how'd you make him so cute siudidjdodjdojdodhdidj /silly we don't a talk a whole much as much as we used to but I'm always interested and up for what u're cooking! Love ya ^^ ! 💜

@jmaknavigr @markboyblue - You both are so kind and sweet like JMA YOUR AXOLOTL GIFTS ARE SIYDIDHDIHDOFJF AND MARM YOUR COMPLIMENTS THEY'RE SO SIHDISHDIDHDKHDKSJS I'LL GET YOU BOTH!!!!!! MARK MY WORDSSSSS /silly /jk /nsrs /lh I'M SORRY FOR NOT HAVING ANYMORE TO SAY BUT JUST KNOW THAT I LOVE U TWO 💜💜💜💜

@tiredsmashbros @strange0-0storm @cookiepopcat @its-a-me-mango - You four have been like my main source of inspiration like HELPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!! YOU ALL ARE STILL VERY COOL TO ME. All of you fours contents are just so unique and well made?? Man that what I really strive for tbh 😭 all I wanna say is you are all creative in your own separate ways and I'll continue praise you four for that, 💥💥💥💥💜💜💜💜

@libbytwq @bear-boi-5 @coralalala64 @4thwallbreakerdraws2 - OKAY I DID NOT EXPECT TO BE FRIENDS/MUTUALS WITH ANY OF YOU. SERIOUSLY 😭. LIKE UH... HOW? You four have like, really cool stuff and people should really see that because y'all are cooking some rlly good art in that kitchen right there 💥 interacting with like all four of you has got to be one of the goofiest and silliest things. Like- sure it's not that chaotic but it can get rlly silly at times and I'm glad for that do what you four do XD 💜💜💜

@michaelscorneroftheinternet @grinnames @dorriostareyes - OH GOD YOU THREE ARE REALLY COOL TOO. Micheal and Dorrio, you boths writing are actually like top notch WHAT ARE Y'ALL COOKING UP WITH CHANGE IN SCRIPT PUT THAT GIF WHERE SOMEONE IS WRITING AND IT'S ON FIRE 🔥🔥🔥🔥 Grinnames you too I know I said this before but ur Godbox au is so interesting very excited to see how that like.. Event... Thing.... Ends =D! You three are all obviously very cool and deserve more recognition 💜💜💜

@alelathedragon - Hey uhhhhh wasn't expecting this huh? I KNOW WE HAVEN'T INTERACTED A WHOLE LOT BUT I GOTTA SAY THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR LETTING ME LEND A HAND ON THE COMPETITION!!! I DIDN'T EXPECT THAT AT ALL LIKE WHAT ARE YOU DOING AT MY DOORSTEP ALL THE SUDDEN!! Honestly I love broken star like he's such a silly goober AND LOYBOO TOO. HE'S SUCH A CUTIE!!! Man you so cool. Yeah this is what you get for interacting with me muahahhahaa 💥💜

@eliscz @meg-girumi @theclosetcreature @fbanjex @jovialoddity @bidinonsense @h4ppysoki @dakaakula @icedbeverageenjoyer @jibrilthethingart @stargus0k @hplonesomeart @scimagic @the-masked-astro @yasmin70 @fenicearts420 @mrtophat518 @alex-dolmatescu2-0 @change-name-later - YOU ARE ALL REALLY COOL MR PUZZLES ARTISTS IN YOUR WAYS!!!!! SERIOUSLY YALLS IDEAS FOR THIS SILLY MAN ARE REALLY COOL LIKE THE WAY Y'ALL DRAW HIM, HEAD CANNONS AND THE STUFF Y'ALL DID WITH HIM, ARE ALL JUST REALLY COOL!! Will adore you all till the ends of handsome tv man 💜💜💜 /silly

And these are the list of people that I'd like to make messages to but I simply don't have the time and energy to do that so yeah 😔. Just know that I enjoy you all as equally as everybody else before this!! 💜💜💜

@opossol @shygirl4991 @theartistisme24 @art-parasi-te @fruit-sy @dictatortirah @corgibuttdraws @smp-eclair @psinkaaa @rat-n-atty

And for the last bit! A recap of alllllll of my digital drawings since I interacted online! Enjoy 💜

And that's it!.. There was supposed to be a bit where I yapped more but with my real voice but that got scrapped.. =[

Anywaysssss yeah! Thank you for whoever read this far smh ig you have a good attention span 💥💥💥💥

Have a great day every body and most importantly, happy purpday to me 💜

#birthday #birthday special #special post #smg4 #among us

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victoria-grimesss · 1 year ago

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Hi ❤️🥰🫶🏻 I really love your writing style and enjoy all your content. Sorry if this is a bothersome question but your name and Norman profile picture made me curious…. Would you be willing to write some headcanons for Daryl? Hope you have a nice week 🙏🏻

Daryl Dixon Headcanons SFW & NSFW

masterlist ->Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader ->Warning: MDNI! fluff and some smut ->A/N: Thanks for the request, TWD was my first fandom so I’m always down to write for it, especially Daryl. :) I just did some general Fem!Reader ones since that's what I mainly write for but DO let me know if there's any other specific ones you'd like to see. I also hope you have a nice week! Sorry this took so long!

SFW:

He would show affection through acts of service, (getting you something you needed during a run, fixing something around the house that you mentioned was broken, or cleaning your gun if you were too busy to do it. He has a lot to think about throughout the day, but he keeps tabs on things you like or need, he’s always thinking about you.

Around Alexandria when you both were there you would both spend a-lot of time in silence together just being in each others presence. He would be working on his bike and you would be reading a book just being together.

In general, there becomes an almost rhythm to your relationship, you walk together, eat together, go on runs together, most of the time you both just enjoy simply being together. Having the privilege to be alive and be next to one other. Eventually people start assuming one doesn't go somewhere without the other, "Y/N and Daryl this, Y/N and Daryl that. It's cute.

Not a fan of PDA, he was never that kind of person but he likes it when you fix a piece of his hair that's out of line, or adjust his vest so it sits better on him. He likes to know you care, he does get butterflies when you call him handsome even though he doesn't show it. Aside from a little smile and a dip of his head, "You don't know what you're talkin' bout girl.

He always admires your strength, you've made it this far and he admires the skills you've picked up along the way. Someone is doing something wrong that you're a pro at? "You're doing that wrong ya know, let me get Y/N, she'll show you how to do it right."

He always had a crush on you, always was looking out for you. You caught his eyes lingering quite some times over the campfire before you were both together, he's look away quick but he knew you saw. What can he say, he loved seeing you blush.

Once you're together he's less reserved about his staring and you'll catch his eyes roaming your body more than a couple times.

Not a master in flirting whatsoever but when he held out his hand, arm all the way outstretched to give you a bundle of wildflowers you were a goner. "Got ya these, said you liked em' found some while I was out."

He's a light sleeper but he loves to lay on your chest and feel you run your fingers through his hair it knocks him out in five minutes minimum.

Will avoid the regular medics in town and just come right to you, you've stitched him up for this long and he likes it when you fix him up and scold him at the same time for not being more careful.

"D, honey this is going to need stiches.."

"I know, you can just do it, you do it the same way as the doctors anyway."

"Fine, just- only if you get some antibiotics. Can't have you dying on me from a fuckin infection."

"Yea whatever you want girl."

Knows you can handle yourself but he always has an eye out for you when you're out on runs or outside the walls.

Boosts his ego when you ask him to flex and you swoon.

You both never got properly married, you haven't gotten around to finding rings but when a new group entered the town you just said you were his wife for simplicities sake and because why not you've been together so long and everyone else thinks of you two married. Loves hearing people call you Y/N Dixon.

NFSW:

He's home late often, it's a normal occurrence but sometimes when he's gone for a good long while and you hear his boots finally trudging up the stairs you get a little giddy, butterflies filling your stomach and you grow warmer just thinking about having him back in bed.

This can go one of two ways; number one is you welcome him into bed slowly, it's raining and he's cold to the bone just wanting to warm up with you. The room is dark and only the moonlight illuminates his broad shoulders as his body leans over yours, hips rolling into you with a smooth and rhythmic motion. His arms caging you in so your whole field of vision and mind is filled with him. His head would dip to your ear, teeth biting at your neck. "Missed ya', thought about you a lot on the way back."

The second way is when he's frustrated, the run didn't go how he wanted, didn't find enough, he's pent up more than usual and you welcome his release of energy with open arms. He's got one hand on your hips and the other gripping the headboard, knuckles turned white from gripping it trying to maintain some kind of composure when he's driving himself deeper inside you, eyes dark as your nails bite at his chest. Damp hair hanging in his face and the room is filled with the noise of your heavy breathing and the wetness between the both of you. "You like that? Fuck, yea ya do."

He prefers being together in the privacy of your own home, where he can put his undivided attention all on you. But that doesn't mean you both don't get creative.. you've fucked in almost every room, you both agreed the attic was just too out there, insulation is the biggest mood killer.

He's always been a man for quick showers, get clean and get out. But one time you were both on a time crunch and you had a great idea to share the shower, save water right? He couldn't keep his eyes off of you, the way the soap and water kept gliding over your body had him hard in like 0.5 seconds so needless to say you were late, something about making out underneath the stream of water added something he couldn't get enough of. Bruises on the back of your thighs from him fucking you against the shower wall lingered for some time.

He loves seeing you get ready in the morning, he's got the perfect view from the bed into the bathroom to watch the whole process, sometimes if he's feeling extra needy he'll come into the bathroom and gently bend you over, bringing himself out of his sweatpants and watching your face through the mirror as he slides himself in.

More than once he's thought about you riding him on his bike, with you just wearing his vest. While it's stationary of course, he's not that reckless.

Definitely does not care if you're on your period, you really think a little blood will stop him if you both want each other? Hell no. He didn't understand why you thought it was an issue the first time it came up.

Not incredibly jealous but it creeps in on him sometimes, when a new guy shows you a little more attention than he liked he gets cold with you later that day. Not because he thinks you'll cheat on him or the guy might make a move but that he thinks he himself isn't good enough for you, which you just won't stand for so on a few separate occasions you'll set him down on the couch and get down on your knees and remind him how much you love him.

He's a man that respects his woman so he's more than happy to return the favor, hands held tight on your thighs that are wrapped around his head, his tongue darting around and his lips wrapping around you and pulling his favorite noises from you. "Look at you, fuck, gonna cum for me? Atta girl."

He's careful about where he finishes, he wants nothing more than to dive completely into you and let you take all of him but if you're both not ready for what may come from that he's fine with painting your stomach or more preferably your chest, he's a tits guys for sure.

Aftercare is quiet and calm with him, both of you cleaned up and your head on his chest, the window is open to cool you both down and so the smoke from his after sex cigarette can sneak out.

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lotusarchon · 2 months ago

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Oh damn, haven't been on here for a long time....

Anyways, hi. I'm back again with a teeny, weeny little favor. Uncomfortable coughs...

doing commissions stuff :D

I..don't really, like uh, doing this. And I'm really sorry in advance 🧍

I don't, uh, normally feel comfortable doing this, especially online. But as of right now, I'm stuck in a pretty difficult situation, and there's a lot of problems for me right now and I'm not sure what else to do.

So first off, um. Hi, hello. I'm...lotusarchon - some of you already know me as Ali, or Usagii, or Lotus (or that one fanfic writer on ao3 ha).

I’m in a pretty tough spot right now. My home situation is... well, not great. My dad’s pretty toxic (an alcoholic twat), and it’s been hard to even get the basics I need to survive, like food and stuff because uh, yay...dads are great. I've tried my best to apply for jobs physically to help myself, but unfortunately there's nothing available, and the work that is available aren't in my area, and I don't drive and I don't have the expenses to get back and forth to be able to apply for these jobs, much less anyone I can count on in my real life to help me through.

I’ve been writing for a while now (if you aren't familiar with me hsuadjah), and I've been really active in the Lego Monkie Kid and Chinese-mythology related fandoms (Black Myth Wukong, JTTW, FSSY, Fei Ren Zai, the Nezha films, etc), and it's one of the only talents I have, so I've decided to try doing commissions!

But uhh...the one downside is, because of my country, Trinidad, (and bank account), I can't accept payments via Paypal, Kofi, etc - my bank doesn't allow foreign transactions specifically, so I can't really accept payments via these things. The only, one way that I'm able to access fees is via Western Union.

I know this is a lot to ask, especially when others are having it worst and their own issues to deal with, and I'm sorry. I'm really just trying to survive as best as I can right now. Um, if it's an issue, I can also help with signing up...for the Western Union...so you won't need to stress about it.

And I won't charge for much, and I'm willing to write anything for the specific fandoms -

- Lego Monkie Kid

- JTTW / Black Myth Wukong

- Nezha 2019 and 2025

-- Jujutsu Kaisen

-- Naruto + Shippuden

-- Demon Slayer

-- MXTX's works (SVSSS, MDXS, TGCF)

And I can also write -

- canon x canon, canon x oc/yumeships (or selfships), and ofc canon x reader

- any ship dynamics (but I'd prefer if you asked me first?), and any ships!

- nsfw/smut, dead dove, fluff, angst, a mix

- oneshots, drabbles, multichapter fics

The prices can be discussed because I'm...not really sure what the cost should be for my writing. But, again - I'll write first before you pay, so you won't have to pay for anything you don't like.

And I won't force anyone to help or anything of that sort. If you can help, please do, but if you can't, that's okay. Just, um, reblog I guess.....

If you can't contact me on this account, you can find me on my alt, @buniibloom , and my discord user is yuxiibun !

Bye bye!

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curiouspupsicle · 6 months ago

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Good Omens Fan Fiction Friday (1/10/25) - "Mixed" AU Fics

Okay, this is a weird theme. But it occurs to me that some of my fave fics have been tales where one of our ineffable pair is mortal while the other remains a supernatural being. It's a rich starting point for fiction. And it brings some creative results.

Let's start off with The Scarecrow (M) by AppleSeeds in which a lonely Aziraphale inherits a 14th century home. One night, the scarecrow he's been talking to in the field mysteriously appears in his bedroom. It's a little spooky with a sweet ending. Also by AppleSeeds is Ghost (T) in which Crowley finds a posh ghost sharing his flat. Said ghost is apparently worried about him and makes him dinner and draws him relaxing hot baths. Imaginative story with a surprising ending.

I'll admit this next pick gave me pause. I avoided it for a long time before reading thanks to the explicit rating, presence of a sleep paralysis demon, and the dub consent tag. But when I took a chance, Be Still, My Love, Be Still (E) by @entanglednow quickly became a fond favorite. It's amazingly tender. And the writer finds a creative way to incorporate consent into a relationship where one party is paralyzed and unable to speak. I highly recommend this lovely story.

Want some demon/human fluff? Check out Blue Roses (G) by NotEvenCloseToStraight. The demon Crowley owns a flower shop across from a cute bookshop owner. He "talks" the flowers into behaving in a way that will ensure he gets a shot at making the relationship progress.

The monarch of comic asides, @wyvernquill, gives us a crossover with a famous musical in The Serpent of the Opera (T). The wily Phantom, er Serpent, kidnaps Eden Opera House's bookkeeper, Aziraphale. Hilariously oblivious Aziraphale assumes it was so he could play matchmaker for the Serpent with his true love. Loads of laughs. Fun to see the extremes to which denial can go. In 21 Grams (T) by @hakunahistata, Hell gives 7-year-old orphan Anthony the ability to see demons. As you can imagine, he's terrified. But he gets help from angel Aziraphale after praying. So thankful to @addledmongoose for suggesting this. I absolutely love it.

Aziraphale buys a cottage for a great price in @commodorecliche 's in the house we remain (M). But the books authored by a former owner, Anthony Crowley, who died on the property, keep turning up in surprising places. A sweet, ghost love story.

Crowley finds Aziraphale working in a library on earth after losing track of him a year after leaving the bookshop in Among the Stacks (NR) by MeinirRhos. But Aziraphale doesn't remember being an angel. And is apparently mortal? Of course, Crowley has no choice but to love him anyway. The opening line: "What do you wear to mourn when all you ever wear is black?" Yep. lots of angst but a happy ending.

My final choice is a fandom classic beloved by many. So if you haven't read it, I highly recommend the series, Pray for Us, Icarus (G & T) by Atalan. Crowley becomes human and reincarnates over 300 years. Aziraphale tries to restore Crowley to his immortal, demonic status but only ends up hurting them both. It will break your heart. And heal it by the end. I promise.

Did I miss your favorite tale of a mortal/supernatural pairing for our adorable Good Omens characters? Share in the comments. More recommendations each Friday--follow and reblog if you like what you see. Check out my other favorite fics on this pinned post of weekly Good Omens fan fiction recommendations.

#good omens #crowley #aziraphale #good omens fanfiction #fan fiction #fan fiction recommendations #good omens fanfic rec #go fan fiction recommendations #go fan fic recs #go fan fiction #queue

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king-crawler · 10 months ago

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HEY HI HELLO

Sorry for the random message here In the asks, it's ok if you don't see this or answer it since you probably got a lot already and I understand if you don't see this!/gen

But first of all, I just wanna say

I CANT BELIEVE I HAVENT WATCHED YOUR ANALYSIS VIDEO SOONER IM SO FUCKING LATE MAN

It's so well done and so fucking funny, I was literally smiling and cackling through the whole thing, it's shocking how similar our humor is

NOT TO MENTION THE END SCENE AREE YOU KIDDING HOW DID YOU MATCH THE LYRICS SO PERFECTLY TO THE FUCKING LORE ITS INCREDIBLE 😭💜/GEN, POS

It's insane how much dedication is put into it, let alone singlehandedly feeding turbo fans as myself

Genuinely thought it's so nice seeing more content for a hyperfixation I've had since 2012, and the fandom coming back along with this video Genuinely brings me so much joy as someone who's loved this movie since I was a kid

Sorry for the ramble but genuinely thank you for making that video, I can't wait to see what other stuff you do, wreck it ralph or not I WILL be tuning in/gen, pos

Okay second of all

The main reason why I'm sending this is because of sometning I noticed while rewatching a scene in the movie

Now, this might be me over analyzing as I usually do but it feels TOO. OBVIOUS.

IN the kart bakery scene where vanellope and ralph go to bake a kart, they obviously make their way into the building and into the main room

You see all the Karts of course, and It pans to the one vanellope chooses

Which, at first glance you wouldn't really pay too much attention, especially when watching it for the first time, she's just picking the model she likes

..but looking back at the scene

Vanellope's kart model, how it was supposed to look, looks very

Familiar

Because the kart she chose..

...is a red and white kart

With stripes down the middle, with a very similar shape to a..certain persons kart. Now this might just be nothing, it's probably just like I said, and over analysis on my part

But the kart the chose looks WAY too similar to turbo's, not to mention the stripe is down the middle, just like turbo's car on the cabinet art of him

And vanellope could've chosen ANY kart

But it was that specific kart she chose, out of any of the karts

Not to mention in some of vanellope's concept art...

(Art made by Lorelay Bove)

..Vanellope's concept design and turbos designs strike SCARILY uncanny resemblances to each others designs

From the helmet and colors

All the way down to her GOGGLES having the SAME. YELLOW. TINT. that candy's have in the movie, which have the same effect here. There's no way that this didn't have the intent to mirror turbo purposefully

So with that in mind, the kart vanellope chose in the kart bakery scene being turbo foreshadowing, wouldn't be too out of place, nor would it be too far off

Turbo's foreshadowing was always prominent, even in the smallest details you wouldn't focus on, just like he's infecting this world as a virus, little by little, everywhere. You. Turn.

Aaaand that's basically all I have to really say

Sorry for the long ramble, I've been thinking of submitting this for awhile now, especially after I told a friend about this and they mentioned that this should be submitted to you

So I decided to go ahead and just do it, no matter how wild my comparisons might sound-

Anyways, I hope you have a good day, night, or what time it may be, and keep being awesome! I can't wait to hear back if you see this! Bye-bye! ❤️🏎🏆

P.s

I've been quoting these since I watched the video and haven't stopped

Thanks for destroying my humor even more-/pos

Okay bye bye now-

-skitters away-

NO YOU'RE SO FUCKING RIGHT OH MY GOD VANELLOPE WAS ALWAYS A TURBO PARALLEL??? CHAT IS THIS TRUE. IVE NEVER SEEN THAT CONCEPT ART OF HER TEEHEE THANKS FOR SHARING

also God. This is 99% just a coincidence with zero merit because its such a common gesture- but Ralph and Vanellope doing their thumbs up.. maybe Turbo parallels ?? and like the EXACT same poses too:

Vanellope having one hand on the steering wheel and the other doing a thumbs up while facing the camera.

Ralph hunched over doing the double thumbs up with the visor tinting his face yellow. EXCUSE ME HMMM?? WHAT THE FUCK??

NOW COULD I BE CHERRY PICKING? PERHAPS. but when Turbo has barely a minute of screentime, there's not a lot i can pick from, and things SURE ARE LINING UP... (I'm cherry picking)

SO SHHHHHH... ❤️❤️❤️❤️ LET ME HAVE MY LITTLE CONSPIRASCY

#🎬#OK IM ACTUALLY GOING CRAZY NOW #ANALYSIS #OH MY GODF.#long post #turbo #wreck it ralph #vanellope #ralph #im. i cant ianymore #paralells #HES EVERYWHERE #OUHGHHHH HE'S SUCH A FUCKING CRYPTID #ask #also thank you for the ask teehee im glad you enjoyed :)#wir video

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inchidentally · 4 months ago

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This might be a good time for one of your "rpf is not reality" posts, just sayin 👀

askfgsaf you're probably right (referencing this) and for those who are wondering, I basically feel semi responsible for keeping landoscar rpf from crossing boundaries bc I've written so much abt them for so long - so once in a while I'll post reminders that the fandom doesn't welcome delusional ppl and we don't allow girlfriend hate etc pls just ignore if you're like wtf is this bitch talking about

bc the problem is not that people outside fandom use ship names publicly like Oscar very tentatively did yesterday - one of Daniel’s first orders of business on camera with Lando was to (jokingly) declare landan would be superior to carlando. Carlos, Lando, Adam (Lando's dad), McLaren, Netflix, every sponsor for F1 and F1’s official accounts themselves use carlando's ship name and content for engagement. (in fact McLaren almost never use the term 'landoscar' at all but still 'carlando' many times up to the current day) tbh it's actually more common for drivers to big up their bromances than to be like Lando and Oscar who have never gone that route outside of McLaren's usual PR stuff (which has also been wayyyy below the amount they did for Carlos and Daniel). it's actually been kind of nice that they drew that boundary of not sharing their time together outside of work beyond a passing mention and they don't do any gay chicken or overly PDA for fans that yes I personally love but that can lead certain ppl into thinking it's legit romantic/sexual. and that Lily (and Lando's dating/romantic/night life asflgsafja) are so visible and present bc we haven't had to deal with the whole pipeline of rpf delulu invading the ship. we got ahead of all that crazy.

and the problem is not even just when fans use the ship names outside fandom bc often the drivers themselves or people around them bait for it. the vast majority of people (including the drivers) think ship names/bromances are all a fun joke or at it's most serious it's just reflective of their real life platonic friendship/brotherliness etc. most of the popular usage has no sexual/romantic intent at all.

The Problem !! is fans crossing very clear boundaries !! and those are

being overly, grossly sexual (read the room type thing) or being pushy about the ship to the drivers involved (or their friends, families, teams) pushy meaning things like "admit it, driver name is closer to driver x than driver y" "we want pics/content of ship name" "we all know ship x is superior to ship y" "driver x prefers driver y over his own girlfriend" or top voting comments about a ship that has nothing to do with the post at all

deciding the ship is "real" (or “if it weren't for homophobia they would be together right now”) and becoming obsessive/pushing an agenda that always includes pretending that girlfriends and wives are fake or PR or beards or horrible witches controlling the poor weak white male millionaire athlete. sometimes with a side of thinking that teams are involved in the big gay cover up by "hiring/arranging" girlfriends for the drivers (when the teams can't even keep scandals about their own staff locked down alfhgsalfj trust me if a driver was closeted, he and his management alone would be taking care of that cover up and they'd NEVER risk telling teams who have rotating staff and who the driver will probably leave at some point anyway)

and the consequences of fans crossing those boundaries are

if you actively try to push a celebrity to come out then either way it will absolutely not happen, regardless of what their real sexuality is - and if you insinuate too heavily then they will probably double down on their heterosexuality to shut you up (again, regardless of their real sexuality so it doesn't matter either way!)

if you push a bromance ship too hard or publicly present it too seriously then it WILL backfire and at best your fandom is fucked until things calm down - at worst those two people might very possibly want to avoid each other because of the unwelcome insinuations and invasiveness. and if you abuse girlfriends/wives as part of it then you'll get an even angrier reaction (yes this is partly included in Lando's story about the breakup with Lu and the hate she got)

even drivers who play gay for jokes have certain limits - Daniel was at least partly genuinely concerned that people thought he was actually dating Max at one point. Carlos was openly disturbed by fans in a 2019/20? livestream who told him to kiss Lando and he pointedly told them they were very very weird in a not at all amused voice. and three of these men were in serious relationships with women at the time those things happened.

and the thing is with landoscar, Lando and Oscar don't do gay stuff as a joke at ALL and they genuinely take a gender neutral line in discussing theoretical dating and romance questions. that could easily be them just being progressive! it doesn’t mean anything that we as strangers can publicly claim about them and definitely not TO them! and specifically with Oscar, we really don’t know his feelings in terms of fans saying even jokey sexual stuff to him but I would personally say err on not doing it too hard. he's not a prude at all but he's absolutely not publicly raunchy or suggestive to a degree a lot of the drivers are. (I'd also like to say mayyyybe even back off of the Lily stuff directly to him, or at least don't get too comfy about it? idk it's been getting a bit much and he's clear about not wanting that part of his life discussed openly. getting weird how ppl keep demanding photos of her under his posts likeeee she's not a commodity ok!)

I usually say how we in landoscar fandom adore Lily - which we do! - but fuck it, even if Oscar or Lando were dating/seeing someone problematic or that we didn’t adore (!!hint!!) it is STILL not justification for pretending Lando and Oscar are in a secret gay relationship and that the woman they're with is just a cover-up/fake. like yes we all happen to love Lily but our respect for her as a human being and the boundaries between ourselves and her isn’t contingent on affection !! it's basic human respect and healthy boundaries !!

it's why I stick to tumblr and discord for really going off w rpf. even if someone tried to share any of it we know damn well none of the drivers will follow an unsolicited tumblr link (idk maybe Fernando might not know but I doubt he goes anywhere near social media DMs aslfgsalj)

but yea I think fandom overall can keep those people who cross boundaries mostly under control without getting into any fandom police bs. we can all go stupid in explicitly fandom spaces like tumblr ao3 etc but anywhere a driver or someone close to them could stumble upon easily it's worth a quick polite word of advice to ppl who are definitely going too far <3

#inchreplies #long post #<- I never know who exactly will want to see or rb a post like this so I want it to get filtered for everyone avoiding text blocks #I promise this is NOT intended as fandom policing I literally hate that #it's more that I love going off on my narratives etc and it feels like I should carbon offset sometimes w these posts #and also that I adore the most what oscar and lando are like as real life teammates and blossoming friendship #it's so tender and engaging without needing to nudge real life romantic partners out !#reference #wank adjacent

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youkaigakkou-tl · 6 months ago

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Yohaji Character Survey 2024

With the release of the anime and the end of cour 1, I figured I'd do the character survey again! You can see last time's results here, which was in Oct 2022

I'll tally the results in about 2 weeks, before cour 2 starts (Jan 7), but the form will still stay open after that

Since last time, over 2 years ago, this blog's gone from around 100 followers to 600+, and I've made a twitter (which now has more followers than this blog. u guys r still my fave tho <3) so I wanna see if I can get a bigger sample size

Some funny numbers under the cut if you like numbers too

The 2022 poll had 22 responses at the time I tallied the results, but I never closed it and it now has 32 responses

Of which, the most recent responses are from.... THIS MONTH????? WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE WHERE DID U COME FROM

Takahashi stan who answered this month i respect u so much. me too same tbh

I don't actually remember how many followers I had at that point, the only milestone I know is 300 because I made this post. I was going to make this same joke for twitter too when i hit 300 there but it jumped from like 300 to 600 in like 2 weeks and I missed my chance lol

But anyway I think it was around 100 because at the time I tallied the results I remember thinking "hey 1/5 of my followers responded! pretty nice ratio!"

Some kinda irrelevant stats: Because I set up google SEO for the wiki, I get to see search trends and stats for it and yohaji in general!

Impressions (purple) is "how many people see the wiki in their google search results", which roughly equals "how many people are searching yohaji-related keywords" because the wiki is almost always on the first page of results anyway

Clicks (blue) is "how many people clicked on the link to the wiki in google search", or rather "how many people clicked on the miraheze wiki over the fandom one, either because google put it above or ppl already knew its the active one"

(Don't actually know what's going on on the fandom wiki nowadays, I don't check on it regularly, and a few weeks ago fandom staff revoked my admin and removed all the links to the miraheze wiki when they haven't cared for most of the year, presumably because the anime is driving up viewcounts for the fandom wiki too)

So sort of unexpectedly, it's actually trending upwards week by week!

For the spike on Nov 26, I have to assume that's because of one of those tiktoks that blowed up

The most searched character (that brought them to the wiki, at least) after Haruaki is..... RANMARU?????

After that, it's Ebisu, Miki, Sano and Oota, in that order, all roughly tied in clicks. Massive spike for Ebisu last week and then this week of course

For a long while pre-anime, 2 of the top queries that showed the wiki were Seiryuu and Suzaku, probably because they snuck into searches for those names from other anime lmao

#youkai gakkou no sensei hajimemashita #a terrified teacher at ghoul school #yohaji #rambles #there wasnt a ships question last time because um. i forgot shipping was a thing? aroace strikes again #i think i WOULD have put a ship question back in 2022 if i had remembered #anyway i have numbers autism. i fucking love stats and charts and graphs

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narcjsistx · 3 months ago

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𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄! | itoshi rin x fem reader

part eighteen: past || BAND AU, A BIT AGED UP

plot: after your band's last concert, a few days after Rin's, an online competition arises about who is the best bassist. A whole new challenge is created by the new fandom who loves you, but people don't know that you and the bassist of Blue Lock haven't spoken in about 3 years since you broke up, when you were sixteen

02: PAST, YESTERDAY ➔ 03: FUTURE, TOMORROW

characters presentation here ; all the parts here

The color of the sky had changed so many times since you were there that you had lost count of the times you had wondered why Rin was late. I mean, you actually knew, but you hadn't seen him in so long that you were starting to count the seconds that separated you from his landing. You hadn't seen him in almost two months, two months in which after disconnecting the calls that lasted for hours you burst into tears of despair, the lack of your boyfriend that suffocated you every time. The first country-wide tour had started a few months ago, and after the relatively close dates, Blue Lock and consequently Rin were forced to get on a plane and disappear for a period of time far too long for your liking

You saw every concert of his on TV, but it wasn't the same as hearing him play next to you, his voice low and his hand on your thigh while the other one tuned his bass. You had been a couple for almost 2 years already, and the more time passed, the more you convinced yourself that with this boy you would eventually end up at the altar. You are both still too young, but you are so sure that you love him in a way that no one else could ever replicate that you have no problem thinking of something so big. You don't know if he thinks the same thing, you hope so

These days, in addition to the expected return of your boyfriend, something else had happened that had shaken you a bit, but that Rin absolutely didn't know about. After a long time of silence, Sae had called you to tell you that he wanted you to come to Spain to attend the same school of enhancement as his. He had told you that he had already spoken about it with some of his professors, and that after listening to some of your recordings that you had published online, everyone had agreed to send you the same email request that they had sent him years ago. You had taken it a bit badly, especially considering that it was Sae who had asked you, who had not spoken to Rin for a long time now, who was your boyfriend anyway. You had also thought about the fact that accepting would also mean finally taking hold of the prize you had been chasing all your life. But you hadn't responded to his offer, telling him that you were busy at the moment and that you would respond later. The gate suddenly opens, and hundreds of people start running out of it, the street full of suitcases. You stand on tiptoe, trying to spot your boyfriend's dark hair in the crowd, but the more you search, the more you can't see him or the other members of the band

"Careful" someone says after bumping into you, making you lose your balance. But two arms catch you, making you avoid the impact with the dirty and hard airport floor "Hey". Before you can process who it is, your body reacts almost instinctively: you throw yourself into the boy's arms, finally feeling the beloved scent of your Rin after a long time. His arms hold you tightly, while you hear a long held sigh escape his lips. You only look up when you notice the other band members around you, everyone giggling as you start to feel embarrassed for throwing yourself shamelessly into your boyfriend's arms

"Did you miss us?" Bachira says laughing, taking a few steps forward "Of course!" you say nervously, but everyone knows who you missed the most in the group. You look up only to see Rin's gaze down, more focused on something on the ground that apparently makes him pay more attention than his girlfriend who he hasn't seen in months. You touch his cheek, and he seems to come to his senses "Everything okay?" you ask almost whispering, but he nods without thinking twice "Everything okay. Just tired from the flight"

The ride home is pretty quiet: locked in the car with the band, the guys do nothing but tell you about everything that happened, about the jokes backstage and how Bachira got a nearly fatal cut after accidentally breaking his drum. You laugh with them, but you feel a certain distance from Rin, who, apart from placing a hand on your thigh, isn't talking or maybe not even listening. Not that he's usually someone who engages in small talk, but you were expecting a little more affection from the guy who's technically supposed to be your boyfriend that you haven't seen in months. Maybe he's just that tired from the flight and waiting to get home? You don't know, but his blank stare is something you don't like

When you arrived at the Itoshi house, his parents have organized a small party with a simple cake, an idea you had a few days ago. Rin seems to regain consciousness with his parents, talking and eating some of the cream cake, but his eyes never turn to you, who are at his side. It seems like something happened on the flight that makes him not talk to you, like you did something that even you don't know the origin of. It hurts you, but you don't want to jump to conclusions, not now that he's just come home. Maybe it's really just tiredness, it was a long flight after all

It's getting dark, and the few words you've exchanged have been about the cake. Locked in his room, both of you lying on his bed, you can finally feel a little bit of your boyfriend's affection: leaning against his chest and with his hand slowly caressing your hair, the human contact you crave so much makes you more docile. But there's clearly something wrong, and it's probably not related to tiredness. Rin isn't doing Rin, at least not the one you know and love so much

It's as if the Rin Itoshi who got on that plane months ago and the one who came back today are two different people, so different that maybe not even their appearance makes them look alike. He's lost weight, his dark circles are much more evident. It's as if there was a mix up, a bit like in the horror films that he loves to watch so much and that scare you so much. It's like there's an internal problem, but only he knows

"Can we go to the beach...?" his voice says, lower than usual. You lift your face from his chest, noticing how he looks like he just woke up from a nightmare. You tilt your face, noticing how dark it is outside "It's night... do you want to go anyway?" you ask a little unsure, but he nods "Yes. Let's go" he says, quickly getting up from his bed, almost making you fall due to the lack of his body under yours. You don't pay attention to this as you also get up and put on your coat and scarf, leaving the gloves aside. It's a garment you haven't worn since you became his girlfriend, since he always takes your hand and tries to warm it. It's a small gesture, but one you love

But Rin is already leaving the house, gloves that tighten his hands that are perhaps already cold. You notice it, and it's as if your heart is about to die inside you. Maybe it's because he hasn't done it in a while, maybe he forgot. It's not that big of a deal. At least you hope, as you follow him, staying behind him the whole way. Remain silent, the only sound is that of the waves that become closer as you get closer to your special place, the one that saw the birth of all the important stages of your relationship. Maybe he has something in mind

"Why are we here?" you ask, walking down the stairs that separate the street from the beach, careful not to trip due to the dim lighting. Rin doesn't turn around, continuing to walk on the cold sand "Did you hear me?" you ask again, quickening your pace towards him. You stop him by grabbing his arm, forcing him to turn towards you "Rin?" you ask worriedly, pursing your lips

"Let's break up" he says, the sentence hitting your ears like a stab in the heart. For the first few seconds you remain still, your hand still gripping his arm. The blow passes through your body so slowly and painfully that at first you don't seem to hear the words coming out of his mouth, thinking they are just a bad joke dictated by the anxiety you have accumulated during the day "Huh?"

"You heard me. Let's break up" he says, finally looking up. In his teal eyes you read a chilling coldness, one you've never seen in all these years of knowing each other. It is precisely this coldness of his, his way of saying it calmly, that hurts you the most and makes you understand how serious he really is. You let go of his arm, taking a few steps back because of fear "Are you kidding? Why?" you say with a trembling voice, not daring to look anywhere else but in his eyes, hoping to find a minimum of affection or pity. But there is only determination, only coldness. There is not the love that you have always read in it

"I don't need a relationship right now. During the tour I realized that I function better when you're not around, when I know I can give my all without fear of making you feel inferior" he says, and if it was painful before, now you can swear you're dying. You don't know how to respond, you don't know how to scream at him that you don't deserve this after everything you've done for him, after all the love you've given him in these years of relationship. But nothing comes out of your lips, nothing that can make him feel as bad as he is now doing to you. You stand still, your body shaking like your heart. You stare at him and, for the first time, you think you're facing a stranger

"I can't get to the top without you around. Leave me alone, forget me, do whatever you want. But I don't love you anymore" he says, and after that you see him lower his gaze. In a handful of seconds you see him pass you, climbing the stairs that take him back to the street and no longer on the beach. You don't dare turn around, you don't want to give him the satisfaction of seeing your tears that are silently leaving your eyes. You don't even hear the sound of the waves anymore, only a static accompanied by his footsteps that take him further and further away from you "We're leaving for another tour next week. I won't have the problem of having you around" he says, filling you in on something you knew absolutely nothing about. You turn around only after hearing this, but his figure is already far enough away for you to yell at him. It wasn't just tiredness

Screaming wouldn't help you now, not when you don't even know if you have the strength to do it. Thinking that up until this moment you have dedicated your life to the dream of someone who doesn't even love you anymore and doesn't want to have you around makes you vomit, especially considering how many times he lied to you back then to keep you quiet. You threw away years of goals just to make him happy, only to find yourself in the exact same situation again: others at the top and you without a result

Maybe this is your life's goal, to be only a conduit and never the winner. Maybe you're not meant to see yourself happy, you're someone who helps

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ruiniel · 1 year ago

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HIIIII! i've been reading a bit through your blog and i've liked it a lot, the way you write for alucard is very sweet and i haven't seen much of him x male reader so could i make a request?

in my mind reader helped alucard along with trevor and sypha, but reader is a magical creature that lives within the forest and takes care of alucard from afar after sypha and trevor left so it was only just the two of them even after the events with taka and sumi. this is just for little context.

so, reader is pretty much very in love with alucard and is always to his disposition, but when greta arrives and starts to notice how happy he looks with her, reader starts to question if he's even good enough for alucard so even if he's at alucard's disposition he starts to drift away thinking that alucard may be better off with greta. that until alucard finds him again and formalize ofc 🥰

thanks for reading allat and if you're not interested feel free to ignore it, bye bye!

Thank you for the prompt, here's a little scene. I took a pre-poly relationship approach here...

For each other

Fandom: Castlevania series (2017-2021) | Pairing: Alucard x male reader | Rating: T Count: 2K | Tags: self-deprecation, pining, angst, feels

A late, sunny afternoon. There is no one but the two of them in the large kitchen: Alucard has her pinned against a counter, his gaze dropping from her warm brown eyes to her lips, leaning close enough to taste—

They break apart at the sound of something thudding onto a hard surface. Alucard turns his head, eyes still glazed and heartbeat soaring from their kiss. He blinks owlishly at the sight of you unleashing a hoard of crab apples on the table.

You’d been gone for some time, and now meticulously catch the escaped apples and gather them back into the large wicker basket, all the while doing a great job of not looking at Greta or Alucard, staring at you. “Don’t stop on my account,” you murmur, leaning over to catch an apple about to roll off the table.

“...?” Greta untangles herself from Alucard’s arms, half-turning.

“Found plenty of these in a glade not far from here,” you say as you arrange the fruit. “Fallen from the trees, just there to rot if nobody uses them. Who would have thought?” You turn away, taking an apple and avoiding their eyes as you make to leave.

Greta calls your name. “Wait,” she tries again, taking a step forward, but Alucard’s hold is tight on her wrist.

As the door shuts behind you, Greta moves to go after you, anyway; Alucard holds her fast. “Perhaps…” he says, turning her gently to face him, “Let me speak to him, this time.”

Greta nods. There are many things to speak of indeed, things long overdue. Knowing what happened and all you’ve been through together until this point, it might be best for Alucard to reach you first. Her fingers graze the side of his face. “Bring him back.”

When the door is closed, you stare at the stone walls of the corridor, your gaze traveling up, up, up, to the high ceiling. Your ears are ringing. There comes a need to be anywhere but here.

Your body takes initiative before your mind does and then you’re pacing through castle halls, away, away, through tall grass, through dust and dirt until you find yourself…

“I’ll never escape this, will I?” you speak, gazing up absently at the remains of the Belmont Manor. You’re not even sure how you got here but take a deep breath, head tipping up to the sky.

So what? This is a good thing, right? Alucard being less miserable is a good thing. Greta having him is a good thing, and they need more Good Things in their lives. You want their happiness, would kill to see either of them pleased and living out their best days, such as they are. It’s all win-win here.

Then why the moping?

They don’t owe you anything. She doesn’t, Alucard doesn’t. Could you be such a supremely conceited dumbass that you actually thought needing them and being there meant you deserved to be a part of…

They’re your friends, your companions, the only people who ever cared. They’re your only friends, comes that voice within. So what, you love them no less.

You open your eyes, frowning at the clouds as though seeing daylight for the first time in your life.

You... love them.

Both.

You walk the broken grounds, through what used to be antechambers, through what used to be a dining room.

Breathe. Breathe, you idiot.

Fact is, one doesn’t always get what one wants — in your case almost never, which is just the bare truth and not you feeling sorry for yourself.

Well, you are, but that doesn’t make it less true.

Again, so what? So what, so what—the two words churn in your mind, an endless storm stealing your breaths without remorse. You drag both hands over your face. You’ve been out of it for too long, until you’ve stumbled upon Alucard, never lingered on what it entails, but now you know, now you see.

So, then, this must be jealousy. Feels great. Not only does God hate you, God placed a price on your head and sent their rabid revenge hounds with devotion and tenderness and lust crushed between their teeth, smashing inadequacy and resentment together in merciless jaws before biting into your face.

Someone calls your name.

You start, the breaths freezing in your chest. Great. You sigh. “You really have to stop creeping up on people like that.” Can you do this now?

“I’m sorry,” Alucard says, then just. Stands there.

Oh, no. You can’t do this now. You kick the dirt. “What is it, Alucard?” If you felt miserable before, now guilt and shame joined in and are having a day of it.

“It’s Alucard, now?” he asks softly, and you shake your head, avoiding his eyes. You’d slipped into calling him ‘Adrian’ not long ago. “Either way, I was hoping you could tell me,” he continues.

“Look, I’m just out here... for some time to think...”

“... which was so urgent a need, you had to rush out without looking back, despite Greta calling your name.”

You discover: when you’re hurting after someone, it only hurts more if they ridicule you. “Your point?” you pinch your brows, trying very hard not to lash out, not to be an asshole, because Alucard... Adrian doesn’t deserve it.

Alucard tilts his head to one side, takes another few steps, then sits down on the ruins—and doesn’t catch fire, a childish part of you thinks. “I know things between us have always been,” he looks you in the eye, “complicated.”

“Understatement of the century,” you stare up at the broken clock tower. “We’re going back to me asking about your point.” Your heart beats faster, and you know he can sense it.

Alucard watches you closely, kindly. His lips part. “You were there for me when I needed you. When I didn’t even know… what I needed.”

“... we did that for each other,” you mutter. “Alucard, really, you can stop this. I’m not a total idiot. You two are together, that’s great. You’ve been through so much, you deserve some peace of mind,” you say, even as Alucard rises and nears you. “And hell knows Greta deserves it, now would you please, please, leave it?” If you didn’t know any better, you’d say you’re begging. You never begged in your life, not even when you were held down at knife point, helpless and with your powers snuffed by magic. But now you’re compelled to because, because…

“I only want to remind you,” Alucard follows, looking at you, “that you once told me I wasn’t alone.”

Your eyes widen for a moment. You look away, unable to keep the misery from your voice. “Why are you going back there?”

“Why are you running away?” He is close enough that you’re unable to move. “I am also at fault. I’ve been absorbed by my loss that I failed to see you.”

“You still mourn your family, which is a grand pass in my book. Look,” you stare at Alucard’s genuinely curious expression. “I… you need the time. Take it.”

“You care so much about what I need?” His face is honest as he meets your eyes.

“Does that surprise you?” you ask, crawling beneath your facade, which you get the feeling falls short before Alucard now, anyway.

“I need you.”

You’ve never been the violent sort, unless someone threatened what you cherished. But now you want to punch him, because this… the implication is a joke beyond your wildest dreams, the ones that wake you up in a sweat with your pulse in a rush, where golden eyes turn red, with hot breaths in your ear and you can still taste—“Don’t.”

“I do,” Alucard looks up at the broken tower, then back at you. “And I nearly waited too long.”

He comes closer, a hand on your shoulder. You stare at it, then at Alucard, and you absolutely loathe your body in this moment, for all it wants is closer. “You’re with Greta.”

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Alucard’s eyes narrow. “Yes, you remembered Greta, gods willing.” His face becomes colder, but his eyes are pleading something you can’t understand. “I love her.”

“I’m … glad for you,” you say, falling apart.

Alucard shakes his head. “I love her, and she worried herself sick over you, stood by you for days and nights, tending to you when you were wounded. She can’t bear the thought of you leaving here, wanted to run after you just now and ask what happened because she can’t stand to always see you unhappy. Do you see a pattern?”

“I just… I care about her very much, as you likely have guessed,” you mumble, “all I want is for her to be happy. For… for you to be… .”

“Then don’t run,” Alucard says. “Not from her, not from me.”

“I never run.”

“Then don’t.”

“I just said—nevermind,” you mutter with a smile, spent and needy and you would just…

“Come back inside,” Alucard urges softly, running those long, nervous fingers along your scalp, forehead pressed to yours.

You shudder, would purr like a shameless cat if scraps of your dignity weren’t in the way. “... fine,” you murmur, lips curving upward against your will, fears dispersing like shadows chased by the coming dawn.

Alucard’s hand cups your head again, but now it’s different; there’s hunger in the touch. You lean forward, helpless. Defeated. Aching.

You’re caught in an embrace, like the Inevitable wrapping itself around you and heaven or hell help you. There’s no escape, for you lack the will to fight this, then wonder why you would—isn’t this what… what you wanted? Didn’t you gut yourself over precisely this, wasting nights away, mind on Alucard and what you share and what you feel, what it would be like, to be close to him… to them?

“You make everything so difficult for me all the time, you know that?” you say with Alucard… Adrian’s breath on your lips.

“I believe I’m actually making it easy.” He’s smiling, pointedly.

You draw back a little and Alucard follows, eyes closed, lips slightly parted. “Are you sure—”

“Are you really going to question me kissing you now?” he admonishes fondly and noses at your cheek, upper lip curling like it does when he’s annoyed.

“Fair,” you admit defeat, and with that, tilt your head just enough; feel Alucard’s soft lips between your teeth, Alucard’s tongue curling around yours, his taste and you’re grabbing onto the collar of his coat with both hands—more to keep yourself upright, in all honesty—remembering everything: the tingling, slow, hard pressure of Alucard’s mouth, the weakness in your knees and the flare burning low in your body. It’s just as… no, it’s even better than you thought, not as desperate but closer, softer, deeper. You can only liken it to drowning on air, on want, on taste and the sweet-heady scent of skin.

When you tug with abandon at his lip, Alucard brings you to his chest, a foot wedged between yours, hands ordering your hips flush together. All you can think of is how you shouldn’t be enjoying the manhandling as much but you desperately do, and would like more but this is too good a dream to switch for gratification now, too eager to feel him and your unspoken needs weaved together like bonds.

You release the collar of Alucard’s coat, thumbs drifting along his jaw, the determined, hard lines and smooth skin, the way his nose bumps into your cheek as you kiss, the way your own body runs hot and melds with his rising heat.

“Am I dead?” you ask, breathless when you slowly break apart. You stare at Alucard with a self-deprecating smile, the longing bare on your face, panting once, twice, only for Alucard to kiss you again.

You give up and hug him tighter, hands roaming and clutching at him, drifting down to his waist as Alucard twists with you and presses forward until your back meets the nearest wall.

“Wait... weren’t we... going inside?” you pant, looking beyond his shoulder. People are still walking to and fro, though for now you’ve been reasonably sheltered from any curious eyes.

“Right... yes... of course,” Alucard answers in much the same way. He wastes not a moment in dragging you after him, his arm tight around your waist.

#alucard x male reader #alucard x reader #ruiniel:fanfiction #castlevania x reader #alucard castlevania x reader #castlevania x you #alucard x you #adrian tepes x reader #adrian tepes x you #castlevania imagine

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vvividlyy · 4 days ago

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When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let's spread the self-love 💞

aww thank you for asking !! I've only written 9 fics total hahah so this is gonna be most of them BUT!!

Better Than the Movies - Cherik, Explicit - I love when they're toxic and I love when they make each other cry and I love when they end up together at the end of it anyway <3 I should make a follow-up fic exploring some of the insecurities and issues that linger after Charles put Erik through the wringer, that sounds tasty. I tell ya what, if I get to 200 kudos on the fic I'll do that :D

Paper Rings - Cherik, Explicit - Hmmm another fic where they're toxic and madly in love... how about that. Actually this was meant to be very horny and toxic and then by the time I finished writing it, it was unbelievably gooey and sweet :') I reread this one sometimes bc I love it so much!

a late night craving - Cherik, Explicit (seeing a theme yet?) - my first foray into mpreg!! So fun, I love trying new things and I found myself surprisingly inspired by mpreg and the concept of Cherik starting a family together <3 I have two follow-up fics coming to this series and I'm so excited to share them eventually!!

Inevitably Yours - Cherik, Explicit - The first fic I've ever finished writing (outside of a oneshot or two along the way) and more importantly, the one that gave me the courage to post it!! I can't believe this was started just last Christmas. Everyone has been so unbelievably nice in the comments and it gave me the courage and confidence to keep writing, and now I write every day, I'm part of my first zine, and I've met so many wonderful people in the fandom!!! Ahhhhhh, sorry this was hardly about the actual fic itself LOL I love that too!!! I definitely reread it and see some perceived flaws but I also am always pleasantly surprised by little details I forgot about and also happy to see the ways in which I've grown as a writer.

The Lesson of You - Cherik, Explicit - MY BABYYYYY, it's my current novel-length wip about sad divorced DILF Erik, his family, and his kids' super hot super young tutor Charles ;) this fic is so comfy and cozy to write, it feels like a big hug :D and while Cherik aren't as toxic as they are in some of my other fics, that's because there's more than enough working against them already LOL. I have big plans for this fic and every chapter I write has something that I've been excited about getting to for a long time ^_^ Please give this a shot if you haven't already, the kudos and comments sustain me as I keep writing :D

THANK YOU FOR ASKING! I need very little prompting to talk about my fics, as it turns out... hahah I love the Cherik community so much and I love sharing my work with y'all. Thank you for having me <3

#cherik

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thisonemess · 2 months ago

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a "short" introduction to Sleep Token

Little heads-up: Originally, I wrote this for my friends on EIA release day because I spend a lot of time talking about Sleep Token but haven't told them a lot of the basics yet. But then it somehow turned into a five page document with roughly 2.5k words and I really did have to stop myself from writing even more. The hyperfocus really kicked in that night. Letting it rot away in my documents folder feels like a waste. If you are new to the fandom, I hope this helps you a little. If you're not, hello fellow worshipper. Getting your daily dose of british cryptids?

now for real:

A "Short" Introduction To Sleep Token

What is Sleep Token?

Sleep Token is a band, formed in 2016. They don’t really give themselves a genre. For a long time their only genre tag on Spotify was “Prog Metal” or “Progressive Metal”. By now they also acquired the tags “Metalcore” and “Hard Rock”. I personally cannot argue against that. When asked what genre of music they make, I usually say that they make metal mixed with every other genre under the sun. They use a lot of elements from gospel, RnB, a little pop and a lot of drum and bass and I wouldn’t put it past them to make this list a lot longer. This is also why there are a lot of idiots so called metal elitists who are convinced that their music isn’t metal, which is absolute bullshit. There is also this running gag of the haters who will just say that they sound like Imagine Dragons for some reason. They don’t. Not in the slightest. I saw someone say that this is if Hozier made metal music and honestly? Yeah, maybe one or another song. They both yearn anyway.

(last group picture from December 3rd 2024 <3)

(More under the cut, it's just.. a little long :3)

What IS Sleep Token?

There is lore. Actual lore, not stage lore. And we’re gonna cover the basics.

Sleep is an ancient, powerful being, described as a god or deity, who bestowed us with the gift of dreams and the curse of nightmares. Once, Sleep appeared in the dream of a heartbroken man, promising him glory and success in exchange for his eternal loyalty and devotion. He accepted and became Vessel.

To appease Sleep’s undying hunger for worship Vessel and three other devoted followers of the God now perform rituals all over the world, telling the story of Sleep and Vessel’s experiences as a token of the being.

This is the very base of the lore. The rest is told through the songs. The lyrics are cryptic and leave a lot of room for interpretation, but fan interpretations are always coming back to themes of healing, toxic relationships and a lot of inner conflicts and mental struggles.

Who is Sleep Token?

Before I go on to introduce you to every member and our honorable mentions, I need you to know and understand the following: They are anonymous. They wish to remain unknown. Yes, there have been leaks, but I am begging you not to look for them. Under no circumstances. Ever. I have another post about this in another context here, I case you're interested. They don’t really give interviews. There is one email interview from 2017 that I will now quote from:

“The entity is the music. There is nothing further to discover.”

And also, a quote from a fan about those who are leaking stuff about them personally or are actively trying to cross this boundary in any other way:

“Your mom should have swallowed you.”

NOW TO THE FUN PART!!!

Vessel

face of the band, cult leader, front singer, ultimate lyrical genius and I honestly believe there isn’t an instrument he cannot play

SAD. REALLY FUCKING SAD! VITTIES ARE OUT AND KINDA CVNTY BUT SAAAD (he’s just like me fr /hj)

He is a massive nerd. How do we know that? This man did not only make up a whole cult with themes of greek mythology and weird christian one, but also made a whole album about his descend into depression while comparing that to the deep sea, assigning every song their own deep sea creature and the number of meters of which level you can find said deep sea creature. At the end of the album it’s literally the depth of the Mariana Trench! In one MV he has the force like in fucking Star Wars. In another song he made a damn Alien reference (“Burst out of my chest and hide out in the vents”). Now he also has fucking swords. If this isn’t what a nerd looks like, idk what's real anymore.

He records all of the instruments on the albums, except for the drums. Everything else is played by him, at least on the records. (As far as I am informed)

Things I’ve seen people call him/say about him: “An unsupervised hyperactive kid”, “The saddest wet cat man you ever did see”, “he reminds me of those tropical birds that do mating dances”, “It’s like at every show this year Vessel’s been fighting the urge to pin III down”, “Orange cat energy”, “I think Vessel WANTS a man”

personal thoughts: I love this man in the most non-sexual/romantic way ever. In fact, I deeply admire him. He possesses something I do not, which is the ability to feel every emotion possible so openly and raw that it feels like he feels it with and for you as well. He is incredibly open with his feelings and this is something I want to learn for myself. His thoughts about life, music, emotions and art are a big reason why I am falling in love with art again. Not even mentioning that his art has been there for me for two years now and those two years have been the wildest and hardest yet. Here are some quotes of him that I love, from little speeches that sometimes play during intermissions at rituals/shows (with is voice distorted) and the 2017 Interview:

“Life is dark. Life is bright. Life is ugly. Life is beautiful. Don’t get lost in genres, they will only disorientate you. Music is for everyone.”

“But at least I feel something. If I don’t feel anything, then why would I even do this?”

“I would also like to take this chance to tell you something, to love oneself. It’s not the easy task we are sometimes told it is. We are all limited by something. We are all guilty of something. My path towards a place of greater self acceptance is pathed with the art I create. It is a path that I continue to stumble down. At the expense of everything else, I am nothing without this music, I am nothing without this mask.”

he's so babygirl hihi

THE KING OF GODS OF DRUMS, crowned THE drummer of 2023,one of if not the best drummer of the scene at the moment

He is a short king (hes like 1,75m but Vessel and III are fucking giants so he just looks like a lil baby beside them lol)

Do not be fooled by the height and the pretty big blue eyes, this man could probably kill you (even tho he looks like a cutie patootie)

Vessel’s bestie, his bff, absolutely staying together for the rest of their lives

addicted to Red Bull, we also like to call it his fast juice. thats where he gets his drumming speed from lol

Did a random sidequest of doing the only video interview from any Sleep Token member ever. He got interviewed by Drumeo on their YouTube channel and played some songs for them and I love every single second of this interview and every single other of his drum videos

Lemon Gate. I don’t know why but at one show of the Australia tour last year he just randomly had a lemon??? At the end of the show he threw it into the crowd

He gets his own little hydraulic (I guess) pedestal at shows, so he sometimes gets moved up higher with spotlights on him when he's being way too good at drumming again

People like to call him “The octopus” simply because his drumming is so fast that it seems he must have some extra arms

Master of “I have a zoom meeting but don't want to get dressed”, cool long sleeve on top, adidas track pants on the bottom

very cinnamon roll but could kill you <3

III

responsible for the bass guitar and the chaos at shows, he's just here to throw it back and be a little troll and we love him for it

some kind of giraffe, long boi, hes basically 2m tall but still insists on wearing platform boots and makes everybody beside him look like children

He has enough energy to provide electricity for a whole village

will yell at the crowd when they can’t clap on beat or open a moshpit the right way

ABSOLUTE FASHION ICON!! His style ranges from biker, to rockstar, to pirate, to vampire and I’m so here for it. He’s also the reason a LOT of people in the fandom own a pair of checkered socks. He wore them at every show for the longest time, so much that they now make checkered socks for the merch store

likes to dye his very dead hair. It’s been red, black and silver-blond up until now. somehow we all collectively decided to manifest pink hair next. (III if you can hear me, please. You would slay so hard) He also wore space buns once and it was a historic moment

LOVES to kiss his homies and takes the approach “annoy until they give in” to get his smooches. He even got II to kiss him once, which I think was the only time II actually gave in to a kiss request.

The Avocado Incident. Just like with Lemon Gate I have no idea where III got the avocado from or who gave it to him but he had one and then threw it to a fan. He also just straight up ripped a string of his bass out once to give it to a fan?? Like???? Dude how???

We like to call him our chaos ballerina. If you see a few clips of him it’ll make sense I promise. Alternatively, it's bassy boi (I am way too far down this fandom)

one day i will aquire this man's goofyness and then it's over for you bitches

In charge of the guitar at shows and also does extra screams

another small boi, real cutie patootie, won’t kill you, just knows how to be seductive and mysterious as fuck

has two looks, fucking epic lether battle jacket vs suit. Both look amazing but unfortunately it’s been a year since we’ve last seen the jacket. But not complaining about IV in a suit, especially cause he acquired one that fucking SPARKELS??? (it's the suit of a killer bella)

always has more than enough guitar picks on his mic stand because he throws half of those to fans all the time, he’s a gift-giving kind of person

also LOVES to kiss the others and will actively ask for kisses by being cute. He just hasn't gotten kisses from II yet (as far as I know) (update: IV and II did actually kiss once and that fact makes me very happy :3)

Did a random sidequest of just going on stage with Bring Me The Horizon when they toured together and sang Antivist with Oli Skyes (I need more of IV swearing fr)

The fandom has started calling him Ivy instead of IV because it just rolls off the tongue nicer. Like.. 4 vs Ivy.. Yeah I’m calling him Ivy lol

Absolute middle child energy. Idk what it is but he’s just giving that

he looks so huggable idk why

honorable mentions

Sam! Sam is the drum tech and parent. What do I mean by parent? He is literally their voice when someone needs to talk and not sing. They don’t speak, ever. II even had his voice distorted when he did the Interview with Drumeo. So Sam will speak for them in case of emergency. For example, they had one show at Wembley Arena in the end of 2023 and Vessel lost his voice half way through. So They did a little break, and Sam went on stage, announcing “So.. Vessel can’t sing right now, but you can. So sing with us.”. Or last November when III and IV got sick and couldn’t perform for like two shows of the tour, he announced that as well and that it would only be Vessel and II this time! We love Sam.

Espera! The espera are a collective of three beautiful queens who I absolutely adore. They are background singers and harmonize with Vessel during shows. They arent anonymous, they have their own projects and I love them. They also get their own little hydraulic pedestal on stage and sound absolutely ethereal.

Jerry. Jerry is the black flamingo they have been using for the promo and theme of Even In Arcadia. They didn’t name him Jerry, the community did. There was an article that said the reddit community names him Dennis??? I don’t know who said that and who Dennis is, but put some respect on Sir Jerrington the 5th name!

How is Sleep Token?

The band? Wonderful. My absolute saviours. The music? One of a kind, beautiful, emotional, just filled with passion. The members? A little homisexual (not assuming their sexuality, just love how they genuinely love each other) and depressed but they got the spirit. They have this amazing “found family” vibe on stage and it warms my heart every time. The fandom? … Okay listen, I love this fandom. It’s a safe space I love to be part of. But… Especially since they have become more popular, there has been a flood of toxic fans, people who sexualize them in ways that are just not okay (who are mostly coming from booktok. I hate booktok and its obsession with “dark romance” so much but that's a topic for another time), people who are so selfish and entitled that it sickens me. There is one song on Even In Arcadia called Caramel (again, other post on this here), that is literally about toxic “fans”. People leaking their names, coming to Vessel’s house, harassing him on the street, screaming his real name at shows. And I am still mad that this song even has to exist. Famous people are still people. They are still human. Even when they wear a mask on stage. Nobody is entitled to music by their favorite artist or any other kind of information from them. JUST BE A DECENT HUMAN BEING!!!

Where is Sleep Token? (what.. why did I write this point down?)

Somewhere in the UK. They are based in London as far as I know from the 2017 interview. Next month they play a set at Rock Im Park and Rock Am Ring, two festivals in Germany. They also headline the Download festival in the UK this year. And in fall they are doing a US tour which will be very cool. I will absolutely lose my mind again during this time even though I cannot attend. :D

Hey, you've made it to the end! Good job, and thank you for reading this written out PowerPoint presentation. I had fun writing it, I hope you had fun reading it and that you learned something!

If I have to repeat myself, I will. As you might have guessed by now, I reaaaaaaaaaally like to talk about Sleep Token.

Here, have some Vessel dances for the way. :3 They are my favorite hehe

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iphoenixrising · 4 months ago

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Hi! I just wanted to send you a message, firstly to wish you a happy new year! And secondly just to say that you’ve been providing incredible and free works of art for nearly a decade (probably longer, but it’s been nearly a decade since I first followed you!!) and I just wanted to thank you from the bottom of my heart for all the tireless work you’ve put in. I hope writing has been as much of a joy for you as reading has been for us! Wishing you a wonderful 2025 :))

Hi babe.

Ah, thank-you for the loves! It's so amazing to think you've been with me that long, you know? There's many of the fandom peeps that text me or send me messages that have literally been there since the first Tim Drake fic went out. My daughter was still a baby back then and she's in sixth grade now and is almost as tall as I am tbh. Crazy how much time has passed.

And, you know, the years I haven't been writing much because ah work and other interests as I finally spread out my fanfic wings to devour content rather than create, I still come back here and be amazed at the amount of fics and ficlets and stories and half-baked headcannons people are still finding and enjoying today. In the shitshow the US has become in the last year, it's a welcome feeling to know some of the depressed and down-trodden can find some kind of comfort in ass-kicking vigilantes, Doctors with hobbies, Omegas that can only run from what they need for so long, the real feeling of Welcome Home, the owfucks and attitudes and steamy accents, the birds that can only go forward - never back, the absolute slimy creep Ra's can turn out at the most inopportune moments, the array of named concussions to make them seem a little less bad, infinite cups of coffee and Grape Zestis, the cliffhangers that might never get finished, and a plethora of other things hidden in the dark niches of this blog.

Hopefully, someday I'll go back for my MA in Creative Writing and get out of Tech to do this, or a version of this, in real life. But, until I do, I might as well share just a bit of the next installment of the TimDick (maybe TimDickJay...?) Sentinel/Guide au, right?

Hm, why not? You can check it below the cut ;)

After turning down any attempt of his Sentinel to contact him (i.e. actually duck and dodging said stalkery behavior he is intimately familiar with), it all comes down to the basics less than a month after the disastrous discovery in a hotel room right after he'd played Wayne Enterprises CEO with the likes of Lex Luthor–

who will always and forever be King of the Douche Canoes, seriously

– the breakout at Black Gate is the most all hands on deck that's happened in Gotham in the last year.

Since several members of the Rogue Gallery teamed up to set the explosives, well, every Bat is expected to set-up in Gotham, and Red Robin, for as much as he's stayed the fuck out of their business in the last year, finds himself already in the city for a few meetings with Lucius about next quarter when the night sky outside Wayne Towers lights up with the very familiar symbol.

"Dammit," he breathes out, pretty much aware he could just ignore it. Considering Nightwing, the Red Hood, Batgirl, Black Bat, Robin, and B were all in the city tonight anyway.

(What's one more body between the people of Gotham and the baddies? Well, depends on the body, doesn't it?)

Lucius gives the usual suffering sigh he gives Brucie Wayne when the other mask falls away and leaves the vigilante behind.

"I guess we can pick this up tomorrow," the head of R&D tells him idly, scrolling through text alerts on his phone while Tim visibly reins himself back in to the new line of motherboards going into their medical cradles for military aid.

Tim just stays quiet for once because even though Lucius and Tam both know the big secrets, it's still not something they talk about unless a thorough sweep for bugs has happened in the last thirty minutes.

(Ninjas suck sometimes. #facts)

"It's fine. We still have a few more things we can cross off the list–" Tim starts, jaw tight when he turns away from the familiar symbol, when some things still fucking sting even though he's been doing his level-best to move the fuck forward.

Lucius hums at him and holds out his phone with a tight smile.

The quick update on Gotham's Track the Crime Spree app shows him exactly what's going down, and his truly epic facepalm is the loudest thing in the office.

The Batcomm he hacked is on mute, voices in his ear to keep up with the criminals spilling out of Blackgate and swarming the city. Not to mention some of the classics had a hand in making it happen.

The initial plan changes when the Bats start calling dibs on bad guys, throwing out their locations, heading toward the more-than-usual amount of mayhem.

He doesn't throw in on the convo, instead starts picking off the small fries that just happened to be more concerned with escaping and hiding than doing a fair amount of damage the second they hit Gotham proper.

(Really noobs)

He's running through alleyways, easy, fast, and furious to take down the low-level escapees with quick double zip ties for wrists and ankles, not even really working up a sweat.

He leaves the big times to the official night crew, deals with the small fries and enjoys the burn in his thighs as he runs.

Batgirl spots him, yelling out something before he's off again, not interested in some kind of reunion.

(And her low level shields make his back teeth ache with how vulnerable she is, how much she needs someone to strengthen them for her, how he could do it without working too hard... Dammit, the Guide in him is drawn to her with those pesky instincts he's been trying to get under control.)

His first big bad of the night comes in the form of–

Condiment King.

And just.

This guy.

He really wishes he had the time to enjoy witty banter and a long, drawn-out fight with some heavy hits. Anything to stop him from the low-level buzz on the edge of his shields he knows is Nightwing. He zip ties Buddy Sandler to a light pole and his backpack of condiments to another, he gets one good one before it’s time to move on.

“Well, I relish the win, but you and the rest are going back to jail. See ya next crime.”

Then he’s off, shooting a grapple, taking off into the night.

Mortimer Kadaver was already kidnapping a victim, and he gets a satisfying crunch when he breaks the guys nose after a look at the torture implements in the back seat of the stolen sedan. The citizen takes off without a look back, completely ignoring him to wait for the police.

He jumps on another stolen car, riding a few blocks at breakneck speed before he punches out the driver’s side window and steers the car himself.

(It’s fun when the low-level thugs don’t know what’s going on. “How are you not driving?!” “Tell the hand in the window to give me the wheel back!”)

He doesn’t get thrown when brains kicks in and the driving thug slams on the brakes, but it’s a close thing.

Instead, he’s trying not to smile when they tumble out the other side of the car on unsteady legs. It’s an easy KO when the city is literally going to shit over the comm in his ear.

Things get real when O calls everyone in on the West side where the bigger, badder B is apparently ready for a round 2 of the “break Batman’s back” challenge.

(It’s the worst possible time for that guy. The flash of memory, of being Dick’s Robin for the short stint, of working with him while Bruce had to train his body again to take on the mantle after Jean Paul had to admit defeat. The best times, the most painful memories. All of it swirling in his chest with the buzzing on the edge of his senses getting sharper, cutting into his shields. All the bullshit stories about True Pairs and here he is, tempting the bond with things like proximity and ass kicking.)

He hits the top of the water tower to check out the sitch, trying to stay out of sight, out of the way of the main family doing their things while Bane is hepped up on venom and swatting at Robin and Black Bat like flies.

No one has to say it while calling out strategy, but it’s a pretty obvious distraction play. Keep the Bats busy while the bulk of baddies get ghost. It’s classic Bane, really.

Since the venom is highly flammable and there’s a lot of vigilantes he doesn’t want to face, he does the next best thing - makes a plan.

It easy to drive KG Beast and the Baffler right up his grill without ever being seen by the Bats as the three big baddies smack into one another on the down swing of some stunning blows.

A combination of smoke pellets, knockout gas, and bo to the back of the head puts them out for the count in a move even he didn’t think was crazy enough to work.

Slam dunk. It’s buy two and get one free day.

Even better, Black B and Rob were back far enough to miss him through the smoke even though his rebound was a top notch move even for a season vigilante.

Which is why it sucks when Polka-Dot Man actually gets the drop on him because honestly, that guy. He does deliver a stunning back kick to put the B-lister down, but it does make him see double for an important enough second.

“Daw, takin’ alla the fun outta my night, Pretender,” the Red Hood drawls from a rooftop above him, the glint off shiny .45s too bright in his spotty vision. “Nice a’ ya ta actually show the fuck up fer once.”

“Honestly,” he banters back while the woozy sensation fades to a low grade headache, “how many asses in spandex does one city need?”

He gets a chuckle rather than a bullet to the head, so that is most certainly a win.

The drawback of gaining attention of the Red Hood, however, is the lack of duck and dodge that really is part of his new pseud.

Hood literally throws him over a shoulder and dives off the Wallstone Apartments while Red is still reeling from the blow, bellowing out when a meaty arm clamps on the back of his kicking legs in a very subtle warning.

“Leggo!”

“My ass. Stop yer squirming, fucker.”

“How about we compromise. Let me go and you can kick someone else’s ass?”

“Nice try. Like I dunno who yer really running from?”

“I’m fighting crime, not running you asshole!”

“Sure, sure. Ya know what they say. De Nile ain’t just a river in Egypt.”

“I don’t even live here anymore!”

“Oh? Can’t wait ta tell B ya just said that, Timmer.”

“I’m not his responsibility, didn’t you get the memo?”

Wind in his hair over the bad section of bail bondsmen and sleazy villain insurance. The plan forms while Red Hood arches his back to throw them both high in the air before the second grapple *zings* and latches on.

“I said th’ same thing at one time. Ya already know bout that shit, an’ how B didn’t give one fuck ‘bout what I hadda say.”

“The difference is you’re actually part of the fucking family, Jason!”

“Mmhm. Keep onnit, Replacement. M’comm is gettin’ alla this, n’ ya know it.”

“So what? No one’s bothered giving a crap so far!”

Did he get hit with a truth serum or is this just the concussion talking?

(R - Randal, Randal the concussion is awful and he should really stop this messy truth shit no one needs to hear.)

“Come off’n it, Timmy. Like ya don’t already know B gotcha tracked within an incha yer life? Think he just gonna let the smart one run off wi’ Shiva fer fuck’s sake?”

Even with Randal being a pain in the ass, Red has a terrifying moment of panic. They know. They all know.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Sure, sure. Tell that ta Dickie why dontcha? I ain’t seen ‘in that pissed off inna hot minute.”

“He already knows-“

“Does he really now? Why don’tcha tell ole’ Jace all ‘bout it, hm?”

His voice through the synths sounds very not inviting.

“Randall is a fucker and he needs to lay off,” which has Hood laughing even if he doesn’t know what Red means by any of it.

They land it with a jolt — right in the middle of a brawl.

Which is just about the speed he really needs right now anyway.

Black Bat swings by with a screaming escapee dangling from one hand by his ankle while she smiles under the stitched-up mask and gives him a happy wave. The comm in his ear hasn’t fallen out so he knows the others are spaced out, corralling the others with the help of GCPD.

So, the fight is on a little more than he originally thought.

But still, the burn feels better than the low-grade concussion and the pulsing heat of Sentinels (of his Sentinel), close by. He knows Jason’s shields are fractured, held together by pure stubborn will. He knows Steph is a few blocks down, whooping it up with her shields scarily open for her senses to reach far enough out to track stragglers. B is held together the best of them all, but Dami is developing his senses now and his control is sporadic at best.

Punching the shit out of thugs takes some of the weight off the knowledge, doesn’t completely distract him from his own instincts, but distracts his brain just enough.

Leg sweeps, palm to the nose, kick to the back of the knees, a spinning whirlwind of ass kicking, back-to-back with Hood, spit blood when he takes a hit, clench his teeth when he feels the strain on Nightwing close enough to make his skin burn with it.

His chest is heaving by the time the groaning pile of bodies is down for the count and the red and blue is lighting up the night on their way. He scrambles for a grapple gun while Black B and Hood are finishing up the zip ties. But when he points it the way he wants to go, his finger won’t squeeze the trigger.

“Clean-up’s goin’ all right,” Hood reports, nudging his shoulder with the hand still holding the .45. “Lookin’ like B’s gotch some a’ th’ bomb residue ‘case ya wanna get in on that, nerd.”

“Like you’re much better,” Red rasps out, grapple in his lowered hand trembling, the pounding in his head worse than any concussion.

He knows what this is, the only thing it can be.

“Mmhm. ‘Least I don’t need a fuckin’ engraved invitation ta come back ta the Cave.”

Red’s head whips around, the whiteouts on the mask narrow in a who the fuck are you talking to? kind of way.

Hood crosses his arms over his massive chest because the guy knows when he’s feeding someone a line.

Welp, since everyone already knows apparently.

Right in front of the helmet, Red Robin shoves the grapple back in his belt and deactivates the right gauntlet with his left hand. The helmet cocks to the side in question, but Red moves with fluid grace and speed, even with Randall riding his cape, and slaps his palm on the only bare skin available, on the side of the Red Hood’s neck.

His instincts jump immediately and reach out to the dangerous cracks and crumbles in the Red Hood’s shields, the painful red throbbing of shields crumbling.

He might hear a noise out of the synths, might imagine it because what does Jason Todd owe him really?

But it’s easy, just like putting together the pieces of evidence from a crime scene. The fractured plates protecting Hood are hot to work with, a sharp sting across his brain pan (something that could be from the Pit or be just natural Jason Todd, zombie Sentinel extrodinaire), eases down with the pieces coming together, strengthening, forming a stronger metaphysical shield to give Jason a measure of peace from his own overwhelming senses. It’s a the relief of relaxing a clenched fist after the fight.

The reason Sentinels need Guides.

(Well, there’s more to it than just that, isn’t there? And Red’s brain can’t help but flinch back to those dreams, to a voice in his ear and hands on him — Guide mapping, his dream Sentinel whispered against skin.)

Red doesn’t manage to stop Hood from sinking to his knees in the aftermath, downed criminals, things on fire, GCPD almost on top them, and Black B nearly vibrating out of her mask next to them, hands hovering and afraid to touch.

Instead, he feels the reverberation of that deep noise coming straight out of the Red Hood’s chest. The relief under the constructed shield thick between them while they stand in the middle of the street.

That growling purr is almost enough, almost enough, to stop him from turning on his heel.

But the gloved hand snags the hem of his cape stops him in his tracks. his eyes blow wide behind the whiteouts and he sees a second of Hood's emblem before his literal savior, Cass, snaps him up and throws him over her shoulder before she takes off.

The night takes a turn for a "what the fuck?" when he and Black B take a few pauses to double team some of the baddies when the Red Hood loses them close to Robinson Park.

Things got more dicey when N spots them taking out Joyful Noise before the sonic blaster destroys yet another pointless sculpture. The comms erupt in a whole lot more noise in the shit show his "duck and cover crime fighting" night has devolved into.

(He's not going to focus on how his head is just a little sore instead of Randall being a right pain in the ass, isn't going to think about the implications here. He can't focus and keep moving through the baddies if he has a sane moment to wonder if it was that easy because he also...Jason-)

They manage to evade the Bats (mostly), ignoring the cajoling and usual back-and-forth once they realize Red Robin is part of crime time.

Cass does him an absolutely solid, driving them to his other, other underground bunker, letting him hang his head against her back while the air hitting them reeks of smoke, burning plastic, and gasoline. He doesn't get the underlying tinge of metal, blood, and fear -- that was from Jason's head while those shields were coming together nicely.

(When he's a full continent away, he'll have him moment of panic, but until then, Cass is totally not addressing the very obvious elephant in the bunker.)

She stays for post-patrol snacks, producing a family-sized box of Cheez-Its and some Alfred sandwiches that are somehow still cold.

They do the usual throwing off sweaty top layers, domino and mask, stare at two episodes of The Office with Zestis from the mini-fridge in the corner.

One-handed signs while they chew, hit a quick patch up job, and the night is finally over.

Cass checks the Batchat to make sure everyone made it out of the city after one hell of a night and gives no reply to the questions about Tim, much to everyone’s dismay.

The next shift of GCPD is coming on, so the city is secured for another day. She produces a backpack and changes into soft leggins, runners, and a hoodie he's pretty sure is Bruce's.

Tim does a good job on her knuckles, and she gives him a kiss on the forehead, makes him promise to stay away from screens and not to sleep for a few hours yet.

After she takes off, he breathes out a long, breath, collapses on the overstuffed couch a minute before going to the lower levels, thinking about catching up on paperwork before he's got to meet with Lucius again. A nice shower, some coffee, and he could do some work, take an actual moment --

("True Pairs, an honest Sentinel and Guide relationship, can include sharing such effects of injuries.")

He shakes the thought out, rolls his neck, and picks up his discarded utility belt, trying to find as many things to divert his attention to as possible.

The door to his lower levels slides silently open under his fingerprint and an intensive alphanumeric code, but some premonition sends a familiar chill down his spine, the vestiges of the old Robin instincts.

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