#oh and also. in order of appearance

[bennybluechu84]

oc drawings from the past few months...only real ones remember these guys (<- he hasnt talked about these characters more than once (1 time) on his main blog)

i would post more about them but im #scared. i do really like these drawings though so im posting them 🔥go my scplings

[greaseonmymouth]

I had to rush from the library this afternoon to meet a friend but I also wanted to grab something to take home and watch later since I returned all the DVDs I’d already borrowed, so I rifled through the TV series rack until I saw something familiar-but-not-yet-watched, and, well. Who do I blame for this. I feel like somehow this is @elodieunderglass’s fault. I have never seen Sharpe before (much less heard of it until recently) but I sure am about to

[mikkolas]

when the hyperfixation fights back and suddenly you're reactivating the 2017 version of you against his will

[a-most-beloved-fool]

For the writing prompts;

19. For luck - Rom and Leeta

"And then," Bashir was saying - though in truth, Rom was paying only half attention, far too busy thinking about Leeta - "she came right up to me, and kissed me on the lips!"

"Oh, she did, did she?" Chief O'Brien said, scoffing good-naturedly.

"It's true!" Bashir insisted, though he didn't look insulted by the Chief's doubt. He was smiling into his glass, seeming quite delighted by the disbelieving frown on O'Brien's face.

Rom didn't quite understand what was supposed to be so 'unbelievable' about the story. In fact - "It seems pretty believable to me," he said. "Doctor Bashir's always kissing beautiful women." (Including, at one point, Leeta - though not anymore, Rom thought with some pleasure.)

"Yes, but this one was out of his league," the Chief said, batting his hand playfully across the table.

Bashir just smiled bashfully, ignoring the swipe. "Ah, well. You're right about that. She wasn't really interested in me after all. Turns out, she'd just misconstrued the human concept of a 'good luck kiss'".

"Ohh! A 'good luck kiss'!" Rom said eagerly. Then, after a pause, "Uh, what's a 'good luck kiss'?"

The Chief sat back, idly crossing his arms. "Well, it's pretty much exactly what it sounds like. It's a kiss that you give someone to wish them luck."

"Oh," Rom said, considering that. Luck was always a good thing to have. Perhaps... "Oh! Leeta!" He stood, sending his chair clattering backwards. "I'll be back!" he shouted, then raced from Quark's bar, ignoring his brother's parting shout out dismay.

He needed to find Leeta.

--

"Leeta! Waaaait!" Rom hollered, shuffling through the crowded promenade as quickly as he could manage, chasing after her familiar voice. "Leeta! I need to give you something!"

This would be easier, he thought, if Bajorans could hear as well as Ferengi could.

But, at last, Leeta stopped, turning to find him. "Rom? Rom, what's the matt-"

The rest of her sentence trailed off into a hum as Rom reached up, pulling her down to plant a kiss square on her lips. One of her hands cupped Rom's cheek, soft. Rom didn't really know how long a 'good luck kiss' was supposed to last for - he really should have gotten more details before running off (for example, does it need tongue? Bashir never specified.) - but he thought that this should satisfy it.

He pulled away, grinning toothily up at his wife. "Hi, Leeta," he said.

She smiled down at him, cheeks flushed and lovely as always. "Hi, Rom. What was that for?" she asked, looking bemused and delighted.

"It's a kiss," Rom said, perhaps unnecessarily. "For luck," he added. "It's a hoo-man tradition!"

"For luck? Rom," she asked, laughing, "what are you wishing me luck for?"

Rom blinked. "Uhhh... For your day?"

Leeta beamed at him, and then leaned down, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "Well, I think it worked. I do feel pretty lucky now."

Rom grinned. "Me, too."

--

(also if anyone else wants to make a request, the ask game is here. i can't promise they'll get done as quick or be as long as this one is, though!)

[aparticularbandit]

Heart's Desire

Summary: In old coven trials, they cast the spell Heart's Desire on their condemned.

The spell manifested a new, illusory world, wherein the condemned were given everything they ever wanted. For a serial killer, the world might be full of victims for them to tear apart, or it could show a world where the trauma that triggered their sequence of murders never existed. It's believed that the original purpose of the spell was to provide empathy for the condemned, but by the time it was used on Agatha, its more common use was one of punishment.

To learn what the condemned wanted most and then to make sure that they never gained it.

For a long time, no one realized that living through the spell and coming out the other side was often torture enough, and once they did, the Heart's Desire was considered a last resort.

This realization occurred roughly a hundred years before the spell was used on Agatha.

Her mother just didn't care.

Rating: T.

AO3

“Oh, no,” Agatha whispers as she walks into the room.  Her fingers hook into the threads of magic surrounding her – surrounding all of them – and cling to it as though that will soothe her, as though that will make her feel better.  She looks towards it, even though it has no physical form, and her gaze drifts through the magic on which she is focusing to where Rio stands beyond it, even though she doesn’t see her.  “Not again.”

She knows the spell.

In this moment, just as it falls about them, Agatha knows the spell.  She can taste it in the air, just as she can taste the counter-spell on her tongue.  It isn’t an easy spell; it isn’t an easy counter.  The coven would need to help her stop it before it takes root in their minds, before it encompasses them, before it becomes so much harder to leave.

But she knows the spell.

Agatha says nothing, and she lets it wash over her.

~

When Agatha was eighteen years old, her first coven put her on trial.  She’d reached too far above her station, they said, and she deserved to be punished for her sins, no matter what reasoning she’d had to reach for that knowledge.  It mattered little how well they all knew of her problems controlling her power and the damage that lack of control caused; maybe they’d been looking for a way to end her ever since she was born.  (Her mom certainly had.)

Afterwards, the rumors circulated that Agatha murdered her coven.

No one really cared what came before the murder.

~

The spell encompasses all of them.

It stretches out from Agatha’s heart and ripples outward – unseen and invisible, but an effect all the same – and it takes advantage of her knowledge of the others to grow and expand and engulf them the same way it engulfs her.  She doesn’t see them, but she knows that they won’t feel the sharp stabbing spears through them the way she does know, won’t feel their entire brain smoking as what feels like flames flicker on either side of their head.

They aren’t the center.

Agatha is the center.

It draws on her and from her, and she feels herself stretching thinner and thinner until—

~

In old coven trials, they cast the spell Heart’s Desire on their condemned.

The other witches in the coven would carry something on them to remind them that the world they were in and seeing was not the real one, so that they could invoke the counter-spell as soon as they learned what they wanted to learn.

The spell manifested a new, illusory world, wherein the condemned were given everything they ever wanted.  For a serial killer, the world might be full of victims for them to tear apart, or it could show a world where the trauma that triggered their sequence of murders never existed – a world where their mother might still be alive, a world where they weren’t abused, a world where their high school sweetheart never left them.

It’s believed that the original purpose of the spell was to provide empathy for the condemned – that more of the worlds seen were something like the latter instead of the former – but by the time it was used on Agatha, its more common use was one of punishment.

To learn what the condemned wanted most and then to make sure that they never gained it.

Sometimes, this took the form of multiple interlacing spells. Sometimes, this meant they were locked away.  Sometimes, this meant they were stuck in a family with people who cared about them because for some people, that’s more torturous than anything else.  (Sometimes, after growing close to them, they were forced to kill them.  Multiple condemned could be dealt with in this manner.)

For a long time, no one realized that living through the spell and coming out the other side was often torture enough.

Once they did, the Heart’s Desire spell was considered a last resort.  Worse than that.  It’s better to kill the condemned than it is to put them through all of that.

This realization occurred roughly a hundred years before the spell was used on Agatha.

Her mother just didn’t care.

~

Lilia snaps out first.

Agatha is the center, and so the spell builds the others’ illusions based on her unspoken and unconscious assumptions of what they most want might be.  She knows quite a lot about magic, but she doesn’t know as much as she pretends to know about each of her so-called coven members, and she certainly doesn’t know much about Lilia Calderu.

Lilia sees through the illusion almost immediately.

Almost.

She has never personally been under the Heart’s Desire, but she has been one who cast it, centuries before Agatha was born, before anyone understood what it meant.  As a result, she still remembers the spell to protect herself, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t still shed a single tear when she dispels the illusion surrounding her and makes herself little more than a spectator.

Agatha might know much about her, but she knows enough for it to hurt.

She does not hold this against her.  Agatha is not the one who cast the spell; the Road did.  She didn’t choose this torture.

No one would.

~

Agatha tries not to think about the time she spent under the spell during her Salem trial.

None of it was real after all.

But she remembers how nice it was to have a mother who loved her, to have a full coven who supported her, to have friends among the other daughters of her coven, to be accepted.

If she thinks about it, she misses it.

(And then refuses to say anything about it to anyone else.  Her desires sound so pitiful.  She has all this magic, all this talent, all of this witchcraft and knowledge.  But in the end, when she was a kid, she just wanted to be normal.)

((For a witch, anyway.))

~

Alice sees through the illusion almost as soon as Lilia does – not because the spell isn’t able to mostly accurately predict what Alice most wants, but because she’s already, in a sense, been given that.

The illusion gives Alice her mother back, crafting a world where she never died in that fire, where her music lives on even more than just that Ballad that has haunted her entire life.  But it’s the Ballad itself that breaks Alice out; it plays in the background as her mother dances in front of a fireplace, and the music and the flickering flame remind her—

She knows what happened to her mother.

This isn’t it.

When Lilia arrives for her, Alice isn’t ready to leave the illusion, but she does so regardless.

Her entire life, Alice has wanted to protect people.  She couldn’t protect her mom.  But she can protect the others.

~

Evanora broke the spell.

Evanora said the spell must have been set wrong.

Evanora said there was no way that Agatha wanted a life that she’d always had, if not for her wickedness.

Evanora said a lot of things.

Evanora’s coven believed her.

~

The world created by the Heart’s Desire has layers.

Lilia wants to get Teen first – like Alice, he wouldn’t know about the spell and certainly wouldn’t know how to break himself out of it if he caught what was going on – but he was closest to Agatha when the spell was set, still closest to Agatha in terms of the world they inhabit.

And there’s a darkness there.

Something she can’t see.

Alice wants to stay behind, to see if she can cut through to get to him, but Lilia counters.  Three witches are better than two.

They find Jen glorying in her power.  It takes Alice’s protection spells to break her out.  Even still, Jen doesn’t want to believe them, but she listens when Lilia gives her a small test – if she sets the counter-spell, then that proves the illusion one way or the other.  Jen doesn’t change her mind, but she says the spell anyway.

She cries when her magic is ripped from her again.

~

Evanora doesn’t want to try the Heart’s Desire spell again.  Someone did it wrong – or maybe Agatha herself is the one screwing it up, the same way that her natural magic screws everything else up.  Since they can’t figure out what she wants most, they should blast her.  They should end her the way that covens have been ending problematic, murderous, evil witches from the very beginning.

Because they refuse to believe what they saw as spectators, they don’t realize that in attempting to murder Agatha, they are doing exactly the opposite of what she wants.

Torture on torture on torture.

(She’s so tired.)

~

The three spectating witches look at darkness.

Lilia suggests that the sigil prevents them from seeing Teen’s desires the same way that it prevents them from knowing his name or anything personal about him.

Jen says that’s foolish – the spell is centered on Agatha, who knows just as much about Teen as they do and who certainly wouldn’t be able to provide the spell with enough information to give him anything remotely correct for what he might possibly want.  None of them could.  The sigil shouldn’t prevent them from seeing lies.

Alice pushes past both of them into the darkness because saving Teen is more important than trying to figure out why they can’t see shit.

~

Agatha’s son is dating another boy.

She hasn’t met him yet – in point of fact, Nicholas hasn’t said anything about it yet – but she can tell.

A mother can always tell.

~

Jen says it would probably be better if they called Teen by something other than Teen.  If they don’t use his real name, how can he even hear them?

Alice ignores her.  She’s taking in the monochromatic grayscale surrounding them as the darkness shifts more from a black void into what might as well be the colors of an old TV sitcom.  Before her grandmother died, she’d introduced them to some of the old shows she’d used to learn English, saying lines as the characters did and laughing, smiling.  The fact that Teen seems to now be living in one – she can only assume, since she can’t see anything else – and that Agatha seems to think that’s what he wants more than anything—

It makes her uncomfortable, if she’s honest about it.

(She won’t say that to the others.  They wouldn’t get it.)

Lilia catches sight of Teen first.  She points him out, gestures to the others, and then stops.  Is that other boy with him his boyfriend?

~

Agatha sighs as she shares lunch and tea with her mother.  It’s a constant weekly event: every Wednesday, lunch and tea with her mom.  So they can catch up.  Sometimes they meet more often than that, when they want to see each other or when something bad happens, but that hasn’t been the case in a while.

She confides her worries about Nicholas with her.

Worries is maybe the wrong word.  She’s not worried about him.  She just doesn’t understand why he won’t come out and say what’s going on with her.  It’s not like she would mind.  Has he met her?

Her mother just laughs.  She reminds Agatha that she hadn’t wanted to tell her she was dating a girl either.

Agatha smiles, snide, and runs her finger along the lip of her teacup.  It wasn’t that she hadn’t wanted to tell her mother she was dating a girl.  She hadn’t wanted to tell her she was dating—

~

Teen won’t listen to them.

Teen can’t see them.

It’s entirely possible that Teen can’t hear them, either, so it’s not intentional that he isn’t listening to them.  With no way of seeing what he’s seeing – other than the boy he’s with, a boy that he calls Nicholas – they have no way of inserting themselves in the world he’s seeing.  They aren’t spectators here.  They can’t reach him.

Alice volunteers to stay with him while the other two go on ahead, but Lilia says a witch with protective magic will be of particular use when they speak with Agatha.  Jen suggests that Lilia stay behind, but Lilia chastises her – Jen hadn’t been able to realize her own illusion was just that, and she wouldn’t have known the counter-spell if Lilia hadn’t taught it to her.  Of the three of them, Lilia has the most experience.

Jen stays behind, while the other two go on ahead.

~

Agatha’s wife tugs on her sleeve.

They need to go.  Coven meeting, after all, and Agatha can’t miss that.

Agatha doesn’t ask how Rio got there so quickly, how she just appeared as though she’d been there the entire time.  She had been there the entire time; she was just very good about not being seen until – or unless – she wanted to be seen.

Rio kisses her.

They need to go.

Now.

Agatha glances over to her mother, and her heart aches.  She doesn’t understand why it should.  Life has always been like this.  Life will always be like this.  She’ll see her next week – or sooner, if she wants.  It’s okay to leave.

Rio mentions that Nicholas said something to her about bringing someone over to meet them.

Agatha leaves immediately.

~

Rio is never under the spell, or if she was, she’s already broken it by the time Alice and Lilia show up.  Alice glares at her – if she’s been out all this time, then why hasn’t she gotten Agatha out yet?  Only one of them is necessary for that, right?  They could have been done with this shit.

But Rio just shrugs.  It’s not her call.

Lilia’s brow furrows – she guesses something; she sees something – but whatever she guesses or sees, she doesn’t say.  It’s a suspicion, nothing more.  The more important thing is the smile on Agatha’s face that looks so weird and wrong there because it’s a happy smile, and it’s only on seeing this one that she and Alice have to realize that none of the others have been real.

Agatha invites them inside.  There’s a coven meeting.  Her son should be joining them.

Her son? Alice mouths as they follow Agatha inside, but Lilia doesn’t meet her eyes.  She’s heard the rumors, and she’s not surprised.

To be quite honest, Lilia isn’t surprised with anything they see spiraling out from Agatha.  A happy home.  A happy marriage.  It’s possible she noticed an older witch leaving the illusion – perhaps Agatha’s mother.  That was the other thing about the Heart’s Desire spell: more often than not, what people most wanted was this.  Most people didn’t want global reign or infinite power or everyone dead at their feet.  What they really wanted was—

There doesn’t need to be a knock at the door, but there is.

Lilia turns, sees Jen outside the window with wide and frustrated eyes, and makes the connection first.

She makes the wrong connection, of course, but she makes the connection nevertheless.

~

Agatha opens the door to Jen – another coven member, running later than normal, but she was likely preoccupied with someone who needed her magical expertise, and she says as much, not noticing the cringe on Jen’s face, since she’s focused on someone else.

Nicholas.

Agatha brushes her hands through her son’s dark hair as his bright blue eyes shift from her to the boy he’s brought with him.  He introduces her – she doesn’t recognize the name, and she turns to the teen with an eyebrow raised.  Then she recognizes who he is: Wanda’s magical boy.  She beams.

They’ll be building a coven of their own soon, so it’s perfect that they’ve found each other.  It’s always better to know that there’s someone in your coven that you can trust from the start, so that you won’t be alone.

Wanda’s boy says Wanda won’t be joining them today.  Some sort of superhero business with his robot dad.

That’s fine.  They can continue without her.

~

The other witches can only stare as Agatha has a conversation with Teen and Nicholas that they cannot hear.

Jen’s eyes narrow.  This is proof, after all, that Agatha must have set the sigil.  She’s the only one who is able to communicate with Teen within the world that he’s created, so—

Lilia doesn’t think that’s true.  Whatever world is in is one of Agatha’s own creation, spiraling out from the Heart’s Desire spell.  Of course, she would be able to speak through it to Teen.  It’s centered on her—

Alice just wants to know how they break the thing.  She turns to Rio and then to Lilia.  One of them has to know.  Spill.

~

The first crack comes.

Agatha tucks her fingers into the magic she always feels all around her.

It feels wrong.

It’s felt wrong for the past several….

Oh, she knows better.  This spell doesn’t care about time, so however much she thinks has passed, it’s probably not correct.

Agatha tucks her fingers into the magic and feels the lie again and feels the others trying to snap it.  To snap her out of it.  But the Road has changed the spell; she feels that, too.  So when she looks up with the light in her eyes, she reaches out, finds the thread tied around Teen’s neck like a noose, and snaps it.

He wakes.

His brows furrow.

Teen says he was home.  Like nothing ever changed.

Agatha smiles.  That’s the spell.  She wants to reach out and cup his face, but she doesn’t.  Instead, she tells him to leave.

He refuses – says he won’t leave her—

That’s not the point.

Agatha looks to the others.  They see.  One by one, they leave, guided by a Lilia who knows exactly what has to happen and who knows that whatever it is, they don’t want to see it.  She places a hand gentle on Teen’s back and leads him out.  It takes a moment, but then Jen follows.  She’s curious, but not that curious.  Alice hesitates, gaze landing on Rio.  Isn’t she going to leave?  Why do they have to leave?

Rio meets her eyes.  They have to leave because Agatha doesn’t want them to see.  She gets to stay because Agatha wants her to stay.

When Alice is gone and the door’s shut tight behind her, Rio turns to Agatha.  She doesn’t say anything.

Agatha turns to Nicholas and holds him to her chest.

(She knew, she knew, she knew, she knew, but a few stolen seconds under this stupid, stupid spell is better than nothing.)

((She’d stay here if she could.))

She takes Nicholas’s neck in her hands.

Takes a deep breath—

~

Teen hears the sharp snap of broken bone and looks up just in time to see Agatha staring at him through the windowpane, her son’s neck shattered in her hands.

~

Agatha tells him later, when she knows that he’s Billy, why the spell felt so familiar to him.  It’s the base of the one Wanda used to create the Hex, making the world her own Heart’s Desire.

Billy’s brow furrows.

He doesn’t ask about Nicholas.

[moeblob]

Demyx (my beloved)

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 751: Hakogaku's preliminary inspection

Pag 1

1: Plunging into a new chapter!!

Pag 2

1: The rivals standing in their way in the Inter High!!

Pag 3

1: Kanagawa Prefecture, Hakone city

3: Huh, a preliminary inspection

4: for the Inter High!?

5: Yeah... well... it's a usual thing

Now, really? Really?

Pag 4

1: Gwaaa hoii!!

2: I'll go, I'll go, I'll go!!

Yeeah!!

4: Huh, preliminary inspection? I might be a little interested

He's suddenly acting cool!?

5: Ah

Pag 5

1: Coough

Waaaa

He's suddenly vomiting blood!?

2: He definitely bit his tongue while jumping around in excitement earlier....

3: 'm ohey

It's obvious that your tongue hurts....

Yeah...

This guy is always injured....

4: If nohing!!

I get it, I get it!!

5: 'en u we 'eave? (When do we leave?)

In thirty minutes, before the clubroom... you'll take a car to the train station

'aight!!

6: It's so obvious he's happy about it

7: Was that right? They didn't give us details

I guess, it's what Manami-san told us

First year Tobirama

Pag 6

1: Last month, in the club's tournament he won the F-group climber race

Pag 7

1: Yeah, I see, and he's gonna run in this year's Inter High as the sixth regular member of Hakogaku!!

2: Seriously, I

3: I want to be considered cool by everyone!!

4: What's up with him, he looks so cheerful

Cool, cool, Kyuushu~

That Tobirama is so festive

Pag 8

5: Huh!? It's just me and Manami-san!?

Isn't- like, Doubashi-san coming!?

6: Hn.... I told Jou-kun and Yuuto, too, but they had their practice menu, so they said “no”

8: They said no!?

Huh!? But it's a preliminary inspection!?

9: For the Inter High!! A preliminary inspection, right!?

Yeah

Pag 9

1: A preliminary inspection for summer's great battle, right!?

2: That's right... the place we're going to now it's the biggest “mountain”.....

3: A mountain we absolutely have to overcome

4: And yet the other members didn't come!!

Ah... Manami... I'm seeing now that apparently the train stopped because of an accident

Ah

Should we just go there directly?

Is that okay? Thank you

5: Directly!? By car!?

Huh!?

6: To Kyuushu!?

7: The Inter High is in Kyuushu, right? How long will it take from here....

Hm? Around

Pag 10

1: Two hours and a half

Pag 11

4: Yeah... we arrived in two and a half hours, but- this is Chiba, isn't it!?

5: Where is Kyuushu!? Ah!? Is there a theme park like the park in Kyuushu here too?

And what abaout the splendid nature!? The big volcano...!!

6: Ah

7: Where will he have the preliminary inspection?

Cool

If you hurry up and get ready...?

Pag 12

1: We'll do our practice menu here, today

Pag 13

2: Our menu.... did you want to practice here just for a change of mood?

3: It's here, right? Where they do tournaments and stuff

It's Chiba's

4: Minegayama, right?

Yeah!!

5: Hakone is better though

6: I wanted to go to Kyuushu

7: Ah, by the way, speaking of Chiba, an acquaintance of mine lives here

Pag 14

1: You know, I was in the basketball club when I was in middle school

Ehh... I didn't know...

2: A good senpai of mine meddled with their basket club....

3: And apparently he was a good friend with my club's teacher advisor, and so they often organized practice matches with Chiba's middle school

4: I got injured a lot back then, too

So I often got injured and that guy from that middle school took care of me

5: He was so good at treating injuries that in my school they called him the “super manager”

6: I guess he's still in the basket club?

Pag 15

2: Ah, by the way, what's today's practice menu?

Fifteen minutes at a fixed output... three or something?

Nahh

3: Since they'll probably come, it's “do your best to win against that guy”!!

3: Huh!?

Who's gonna come!? You organized this with someone?

4: Any time now... probably

But we didn't

5: Organize it

6: Huh!?

The sound of wheels.... from behind us!? A bike!? …. no, more than one

Pag 16

2: They're here

Pag 17

1: Last year's champion, Sohoku High School!!

Pag 18

5: Teh!?

7: Yo

Pag 19

1: It's been a while, Sakamichi-kun

2: Hakogaku's captain, Manami Sangaku- why is he here!!

Pag 20

1: Wearing their jerseys and riding their bikes, there's no way they came here to sightsee!!

2: Manami-kun!!

3: The Inter High is next week already, isn't it? Bu before that.... I thought we should cross that “mountain*” once

(*NdT.: here, the kanji say “mountain king”, but the reading says “mountain”)

Pag 21

1: “Mountain”.....!! “That we absolutely have to overcome”- so this is the “preliminary inspection”!!

2: How about... that summit over there?

Your team... we're at an overwhelmind disadvantage, but

3: We don't plan on losing

It's a “preliminary battle”!?

5: Manami-san's concentration.....

Pag 22

1: it sprang up!!

Sounds interesting, doesn't it!?

Pag 23

1: A preliminary battle!?

He wants' to challenge us!?

2: Now!?

Here!?

3: You came here... on purpose... for this?

4: Yeah

5: I came here for this only?

7: Uh!! Sohoku's captain's.....

Pag 24

1: Onoda-san's concentration sprang up too!!

Got it!!

Pag 25

1: Onoda!!

2: Onoda-kun!!

3: Seriously!?

4: Waaa

5: We're starting a race against those two!? Teh!?

6: Oh, oh oh?

Pag 26

1: Really?

Those jerseys

2: It's Hakone Academy and Sohoku!!

[light-wrath-paradise]

The parasite sticker trio, a completely normal thing to make and put on my laptop.

[ilovetv99]

mr condicionado can i have you r hand in marria ge

[bluedesertbruja]

begging people to stop recommending madeline miller's circe to ppl who like the odyssey. like at this point, it sounds like ur tricking them.

[moeblob]

You know, sometimes you just play an otome and go "that's my son" and then he's the mom of the group. It just happens like that sometimes.

[sskk-manifesto]

Ep 6!!!

[dipperscavern]

T MINUS ONE HOUR I WANT THE COUNCIL GATHERED AND AT THE READY

[running-in-the-dark]

I think I need to make a list. not sure of what, but a list would probably help.

[tripably]

please say the fic you're writing is koskela/hietanen 🥺 I ship it so hard but there are so few fics for it

(I will also be excited about any other pairing if the answer is no lmao)

I'm literally choking up to have received this ask THANK YOU FOR ASKING YES !! YES !! YES !! It's a little Koskela/Hietanen fix-it sort of thing, maybe 5k or so when finished, which I'm writing to mend my broken heart 🥹 it is proving a bit of a task though because half the time I think about either of these two I start crying HAHHAHAH I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 😭😭😭

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Being queer and closeted is all about hearing a family member refer unknowingly to your partner and sitting there like >:) you’ve fallen into my trap… they’re a household name now >:)