#thread: hate to love

[surreal-duck]

@midoyuzuweek day 7 | christmas / wedding / free day

mdyz christmases you will always mean everything to me. decided to give lineless art a shot again after how many years and it was pretty fun!! also i lied when i said the ghostic piece was my favorite actually cause this was extremely fun to draw

ideally this wouldve been the last day but because i am sick and twisted theres one more tomorrow 👍 beware

[meanderingstream]

Thoughts on Leverage OT3 and Canon

I think that if some of the things that the OT3 said to each other were said by a man and a woman in a TV show, the audience would clearly read it as romantic. Like if a hetero ship said:

“For better or worse, we change together,” from the Rundown Job {for better, for worse, in sickness and in health…}

and “til my dying day” from the Long Goodbye Job {to death do us part},

and (you never really need anything.) “Yeah, I did [soft, loving look], but thanks to you I don’t have to search anymore,” from the Long Goodbye Job

and Hardison’s “for tonight, [name] has perfect pitch. You ever wonder how Britney Spears sounds so good on her tracks? Well, this is it, except mine's is in real time, Baby.” From the Studio Job,

and Parker’s [I’ll] “be here for you forever and we’ll always be together” from the Harry Wilson Job,

and Hardison’s “I’m here if you need me. Anytime,” from the Fractured Job

and the Hurricane Job with Parker and Eliot’s “I can’t do this without you.” “Well, that’s never gonna happen, [name].” “The arm around me was a nice touch,”

and “I’m making a four-course meal for them” from the Date Night Job

and “maybe I don’t like watching someone I care about take punches meant for me. You know, maybe I don’t wanna do a job that involves me watching you get hurt all the time.” From the Weekend in Paris Job

and “I mean, I’m in a great relationship, but would I even be in it if it were up to those swiping machines?” “We are in trouble.” “Nah, I mean, [me and you]? That’s fine. That’s working.”

If all those things had been said between one male and one female character, I feel like the audience would pretty clearly read it as romantic. I mean, my mom insists that Joan Watson and Sherlock Holmes got together romantically at the end of Elementary because of the hug and the line, “I’m staying. Of course I’m staying,” even though it did not read it that way to me. General audiences will read a lot of things as confirming a m/f couple because they see that kind of story so often that it’s what they expect.

Now granted, TV shows do like their slow burns because it provides tension without having to create problems in an established relationship, so fans of straight ships often do have a long wait for canonization. However, people didn’t question whether Josh and Donna from The West Wing or Tony and Ziva from NCIS were romantically interested in each other. It was clearly canon that they had those type of feelings or that type of interest for each other, there were just other things getting in the way of them actually starting to date. If a hetero ship said all those quotes listed above to each other, their romantic interest would absolutely be read as canon by the audience, even if they had not yet been shown on a date or kissing in the show. But because this is between 3 people, the OT3 is a somewhat niche ship in the general audience of Leverage outside of tumblr and AO3.

Like many of us here, I also felt let down when the Maria plotline happened in season 1 of L:R, especially after John Roger’s tweet that they’d canonized the OT3 after the Long Goodbye Job and his tweet that “your OT3 is safe” about the reboot. He specifically called it the OT3 in both cases, which pretty clearly refers to polyamory. If he meant that the characters that make up the OT3 (Hardison, Parker, and Eliot) are safe as in alive and healthy, then he should have said that. If he meant their friendship was safe, then he should have said that. If he meant they are in an open relationship or that Eliot is in a queer  emotional relationship with the other two but is not romantically and/or se✖ually involved with them, that should have been made clearer in the show. Instead, by the end of season 1, we got Eliot looking for fulfillment in life by trying to find a girlfriend to settle down with, and Parker qualifying her statement that they'd be together forever with “I know it's not the same [as a romantic relationship].”

Parker and Hardison’s romance is clearly stated and shown in the series (as it should be because they are awesome <3), but Eliot is not included in this unambiguously romantic relationship. While I am loving the partnership between the 3 of them and all of the OT3 nods so far in the 3rd season, I am also a little frustrated that they are just nods.

The burden of proof for a queer and/or poly ship is higher than a m/f pair. There is enough canon evidence to make a compelling argument that Eliot is the life partner of Hardison and Parker. However, the burden of proof for this type of relationship is higher because it is not what audiences are trained to expect. I adore the 3 of them together, and whether the series would show them all kissing or give us open, explicit discussion of their relationship as something like a queer-platonic partnership (probably not using that term, but that kind of relationship), I would love it either way. As it is now though, we get hints and nods that make OT3 shippers freak out, but that can be easily overlooked by general audiences as just good friends. If they are meant to be read as just really good friends, I wish John Rogers would not have used the term OT3, the definition of which includes the word “polyamory.” If they are meant to be polyamorous, I wish the show would make it unambiguous that’s what is going on, meeting that higher burden of proof for queer relationships.

On the other hand, I don’t want to complain about queer-baiting, because I feel like it’s not allowed to confirm your main characters are in a polyamorous relationship in a procedural like this that doesn’t center relationship drama. That seems like it’s just not possible yet. They are allowed to have a canon lesbian main character now- unlike in the original series- but I feel like maybe polyamory is still not an option. So the only other option than what the writers are currently doing is to totally disavow the OT3, which I obviously don’t want to happen. Maybe I’ll be proven wrong by the end of L:R season 3. I would absolutely love that to happen (dear God, please make that happen). But I’m not holding my breath.

I do still really appreciate John Rogers for the way he runs the show (both in the original and for season 3 of L:R) and for openly acknowledging and even supporting polyamorous ships, which is rare to find. I am aware that they fought for more queer representation in the original series but were only allowed that one cop lady from the Experiment Job in a single episode. Maybe this is the most they can get away with now, or maybe they are choosing to walk the line between hinting for the shippers while maintaining plausible deniability for everyone else. An intentional position of strategic ambiguity.

My point is that even if you don't account for the OT3 tweets, the canon status of the relationship between Hardison, Eliot, and Parker is complicated. It has enough textual evidence that if it were about a m/f pairing, then at minimum their interest/intent would be considered obviously canon. However, it does not meet the higher burden of proof that general audiences need in order to clearly realize when a queer relationship is happening. So it's left in this limbo between fully canon supported and totally unnoticed.

[nymphus-fan-account]

Anyways, thank you Will Byers/Noah Schnapp stans for making me feel better about my bunny teeth and an absurdly large number of moles on my body

[concord-and-cliches]

you're playable in a yakuza game? you eat worms now. you eat worms.

[m00nchildwrites]

Threads of Eternity

pairings: female!reader (first person) x Xavier

tags: romance, eventual smut, based on storyline of game but diverges, little angst and feelings, resolved feelings, fluff, hurt/comfort, injury, these two need to just kiss already, use of her/she/you depend on the pov at the time, reader/MC/you is expressed as female and during smut times will use female-at-birth anatomy terms- she/her, first person when written from "your" pov- use of I/my/mine, will have nsfw content mdni- please read with caution, my smut gets ...vivid.

{ch list: 1, 2 (here), 3, 4, 5, 6}

Chapter 2

Xavier stood in the grand halls of Philos’s crystal palace, the walls shimmering with the light of the planet’s molten core beneath. The throne room was cold despite the golden glow, a reflection of the man who ruled it.

"You will obey me, Xavier," his father’s voice rang out, sharp and unyielding. The king’s shadow loomed large, his crown tilted forward like a predator’s teeth.

Xavier’s fists clenched. "I won’t let you do this."

"You think your love for her matters?" the king spat, his words laced with disdain. "She’s not just a person; she’s the key. Her Aether Core is the only thing powerful enough to stabilize Philos. Without her, we all die."

"Then we die together," Xavier said through gritted teeth.

The king’s laugh was harsh and hollow. "Foolish boy. You’ve let your heart blind you to duty. Guards!"

Xavier barely heard the heavy footsteps echoing behind him as he turned and fled. He sprinted down the gleaming corridors, his heart pounding as he pushed through the palace gates.

The plan had been simple: take her far away, somewhere even his father couldn’t reach. But as he reached the gardens, she was waiting. Why was she there in the palace? She should be at the Academy. 

The air shimmered. A Wanderer had been lurking in wait in the gardens, its twisted form bending reality as its protocore ruptured. A vortex opened, pulling Xavier toward it with an irresistible force.

"Run!" he shouted to her, his voice raw with desperation.

But she didn’t run. She reached out, her eyes wide with fear and confusion, just as the portal swallowed him whole.

Xavier’s last sight of her was the tears glistening on her cheeks.

When the dream shifted, as dreams often did. But this, this was a nightmare, for he was too late. She lay on an altar of crystal and stone, lifeless, her heart—her Aether Core—gone.

He fell to his knees, a scream tearing from his throat, the pain of her loss cutting deeper than any blade.

-

Xavier woke with a jolt, his chest heaving, the image of her lifeless body from his nightmare seared into his mind. Then every time he had witnessed her death, held her in his arms as she died, every time he had to tell her goodbye, or the one time when she held him in her arms as he faded to be absorbed by Philos greedy core- all of the times he lost her flicked through his mind like a horror show. He fought with his covers, throwing them from his legs as he stumbled from his bed to his bathroom. The bright light flickering on burned his eyes and he leaned and wretched into the toilet. 

When at last he emptied his stomach and calmed himself from the panic that had swallowed him, he stood on shaky legs to wash his hands and face. He gargled mouthwash and spit with a wince. On his way to the kitchen for water, he snatched his phone from his bedside table.

His apartment was dark, the city’s lights casting faint patterns across the ceiling. The water was a cool relief to his acid burned throat as he chugged the contents of his glass. He rubbed his face, trying to calm the storm inside him.

Without thinking of the time, he grabbed his phone and dialed her number.

"Hello?" Her voice was groggy but warm, and it immediately steadied him.

"Hey," he said softly, gripping the device like it was a lifeline.

"Xavier?" she asked, more awake now. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah," he lied. "I just... couldn’t sleep. Wanted to hear your voice."

There was a pause, and he could tell she was piecing together his tone, the tremor in his words. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"No," he said quickly. "I’m fine. Go back to sleep."

"Xavier—"

"Goodnight, Y/N," he said gently, ending the call before she could press further.

-Your pov-

The morning dawned gray and sluggish, the kind of day that made pulling myself out of bed feel like an act of heroism. My mind lingered on Xavier’s odd phone call from the night before. I’d lain awake for a long time after, staring at the ceiling and replaying his words. I just wanted to hear your voice.

It wasn’t like him. Xavier was usually playful, confident, and maddeningly good at brushing off anything that could be seen as vulnerability. But last night? He’d sounded... lost.

I arrived at the Hunter Association headquarters early, the hum of activity already beginning to swell. The click of keys on keyboards, the shuffle of papers, the clank of weapons being checked—familiar sounds that filled the space. My eyes instinctively searched for him as I entered, but his usual spot near the mission board was empty.

A slight pang of worry coiled in my chest.

“Morning, Y/N!” Tara’s cheerful voice cut through the noise as she approached with a coffee cup in one hand and a datapad in the other.

“Morning,” I replied, managing a small smile.

She stopped beside me, tilting her head curiously. “Waiting on Xavier?”

I nodded. “Yeah. Have you seen him?”

“Not yet. But he does tend to show up late,” she shrugged.

I hummed, “Yeah, but not on mission days.” 

She arched her brow, “Want me to buzz his watch and tell him to get his lazy self here?”

I shook my head quickly. “No, it’s fine. I’ll wait.”

“Suit yourself.” She winked and continued down the hall, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

I settled at my desk, trying to distract myself by skimming over the latest reports, but my focus refused to cooperate. My mind kept circling back to last night—his voice, the hesitation in his words, the way he’d cut me off before I could ask more. Something was wrong.

Just as I reached for my phone, the front door creaked open, and my head snapped up. Relief flooded me as Xavier strolled in, his steps casual but his appearance anything but. His hair was messier than usual, his shirt slightly wrinkled, and his blue eyes were shadowed with exhaustion.

“Morning,” I greeted, my voice softer than I’d intended.

He glanced up, his gaze meeting mine, and for a moment, his expression softened. “Morning.”

“You’re late,” I said gently, standing as he approached.

“Yeah.” He rubbed the back of his neck, his usual smirk absent. “Overslept.”

“You okay?” The words slipped out before I could stop them, laced with worry I didn’t bother to hide.

Xavier paused, his eyes studying me like he was trying to read my thoughts. “I’m fine,” he said after a beat, though his tone lacked conviction.

I didn’t press him. Instead, I nodded and gestured toward the desk beside mine. “Well, Jenna’s been on a tear this morning, so you might want to look busy.”

A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “Noted.”

He sank into the chair beside me, pulling a stack of mission files closer as though he intended to work. But I noticed the way his focus kept drifting—his eyes lingering on me when he thought I wasn’t paying attention, his presence closer than usual.

At one point, our hands brushed as I reached for a pen, and I glanced up in surprise. His gaze met mine, and for a fleeting moment, the mask slipped. There was something raw and unguarded in his expression, something that made my heart ache.

“Y/N,” he said softly, his voice almost hesitant.

“Yeah?”

“Thanks... for asking.” His lips quirked into a faint smile, but his eyes held a depth of gratitude that caught me off guard.

I blinked, startled by the sudden sincerity. “You don’t have to thank me, Xavier. I just... care about you.”

The words hung in the air between us, and his gaze softened. For a moment, it felt like the rest of the room had faded away, leaving just the two of us in this strange, unspoken understanding.

“Hey, you two!” Jenna’s sharp voice broke the moment, and I jumped slightly, tearing my eyes away from Xavier to find our boss standing nearby with a clipboard in hand. “If you’re done staring at each other, there is a mission briefing in five minutes. This one is a headache already.”

Xavier sat upright and gave a firm nod, back to his work mode, “Understood.”

I nodded as well, though my face felt hot for some reason, “Yes, Ma’am. We are on our way.”

Jenna rolled her eyes and walked away, muttering something under her breath about “kids these days.” I glanced back at Xavier, expecting him to be amused or embarrassed, but his gaze was back on me, his expression unreadable.

“You sure you’re okay?” I asked again, quieter this time.

He hesitated, his fingers tapping lightly on the edge of the desk. “I will be,” he said at last, his voice barely audible.

The words weren’t exactly reassuring, but they carried a weight that told me he was trying. And for now, that was enough.

-

As Captain Jenna went over the breakdown of the missions this week, the responses around the room varied. Some orders were met with groans, others with overly eager “Yes Ma’am”’s from the newbies, Tara and Simone had been paired up and the smack of their high-five had clapped through the air. I had grown restless as Jenna went down her list. It was taking forever to get to my name, and the fact that Xavier’s name had yet to be called was a good sign that we might get a paired mission. 

In truth, unless a part of a larger team, Xavier was only ever paired with me; if not, it meant he had a solo mission and those were my least favorite. Not only because I knew he was probably doing something incredibly interesting and top secret but, in truth, not knowing what super interesting stuff he was up to drove me crazy. A solo mission for Xavier also meant that I would not be seeing much of him, if any, until it was completed. No. I wasn’t a fan of his solo missions at all.

I squirmed in my seat ready to just hear what we would be doing already. Better to rip it off like a bandaid and just get it over with already. I slouched slightly, crossing my arms with a frown unconsciously. I still had not had a real chance to make sure he was okay from the odd call the night before. If he was pulled away on a mission, the moment to ask would pass without it seeming too odd for me to bring it up. A hand touching lightly to my knee had my eyes whipping to meet his.

Amusement was clear as he glanced over my face, a slight wrinkling to the corners of his eyes. He chuckled lightly, “Eager are we?”

My eyes flicked to his hand on my knee. His thumb brushed the inside just slightly. My eyes widened as my face warmed. He froze momentarily, his own eyes glancing at his hand as though its actions had surprised him as well. The speed with which he pulled it back and the pink that took up across his cheeks and ears was so adorable that I nearly forgot that I had been flustered by the action as well.

“Y/N! Xavier!” Jenna’s call of our names had both of our heads (and backs) snapping to attention.

“Xavier, this is really a mission for you, but I want Y/N on this one with you.”

Xavier’s eyes flicked to mine, a hint of concern and hesitation before he consented with a nod, “Understood.”

For my part, I could barely contain the excitement. Finally! I would be able to be in on one of Xavier’s top secret missions.

When the case folder slapped down onto the table infront of us, my excitement only grew. Xavier, however, looked paler by the second.

“Lumiere?” I nearly gasped. My hands were almost shaky as I picked up the file.

“Captain-” Xavier began only to stop when Jenna sent him a look and raised her hand. His jaw snapped shut with an audible click.

I raised an eyebrow at his odd reaction. Did Xavier hate Lumiere or something?

“The mission is a bit out of the scope for the pair of you,” she sighed looking very put out by the whole thing, “And truthfully, we could use both of your presence on other cases, however, the Association is trying to push for a better PR angle that may or may not have to do with the upcoming elections.” The last part was grumbled irritably. “This command is coming from above my pay grade. It is out of my hands.” She leveled a stern look at Xavier, who honestly looked a bit green. He was leaning just barely away from the file in my hand as though it held the plague. 

“Understood, Ma’am,” I agreed readily, “We will give it our most.”

“I expect nothing less from the pair of you,” she nodded resolutely, “After all, that bit you did with the Linkon Subways was a big hit, and as such, management insisted that only the pair of you would do.”

“The subways?” I was confused. I opened the file and froze in disbelief. “It’s…a script?”

Xavier leaned forward at that, looking at the folders contents in disbelief and despair in equal measure.

Jenna, however, looked mildly amused, “I hope your acting skills are polished, Xavier.” With that she gave a nod and spun on her heel, “Dismissed!” 

We barely heard her call for dismissal. My stomach dropped, all the excitement sputtering. It was a mission with Xavier, yes. And one about Lumiere, sure. But the mission wasn’t a real top secret mission at all.

Xavier let out a sound, a sigh of defeat. I eyed his profile and my heart gave a sputter. At least I would get to be with my stupidly handsome partner this week. I grined a bit at that. Glancing back down, I read the script title:

“Lumiere and The Deepspace Tunnel” starring Xavier Shen, a real life Linkon Hunter, as Lumiere

Scratch that. This was the best mission I had ever been given. My mouth dropped as the full reason for his despair became apparent, “No freakin’ way. You get to play Lumiere! That is so cool Xavier!”

He winced as he stood, looking like he was about to head into a death march, “Well, let’s go over the… mission details. The sooner we can get started the sooner this is over. How about we grab some snacks and read it back at our place? I need snacks if I am going to get through this.” The last part was more of a grumble to himself, but still I followed after him eagerly.

I was going to get to see my gorgeous partner that I had a not-so-little crush on dressed up as the legendary hero that I had a celebrity crush on. This was awesome.

Chapter 2 started out with the snippet that I previewed for you all, but I hope you liked how it ended. So, let me explain a bit about this fic. I want it to be canon compliant for the most part. So, it will have some Myth cards and story branch story lines in it. The one coming up, is obviously the Lumiere Myths, however, as I missed the original event, all of the information I have comes from you guys posting here and the myth card videos I have been able to find and watch on YouTube. As such! If anything is not exact, go with it for the sake of the story y'all. At the end of the day, this little fic is a fun project for me to distressed and,essentially, a love note to a character that I feel is deserving of a lot more love than he gets from the fandom.

Smut is coming and it is not too far away. Do not worry. I will post very clearly when the time comes as a warning and use the tag: "Xavier smut" as well. I will mention, since it came up in an anon ask, I do have a MDNI on my pinned on my profile. Obviously, I cannot police this nor do I want to, but let's respect each other and just allow me to request that if you are a minor and reading my works or engaging in mdni tagged or smut posts, just keep it to yourself, yeah? What you do is between you and your moral standards, but if something is too much for you, just don't partake in it, ok?

ANYWAYS, sorry for the long note.

Hope you all enjoyed!

Xavier!Lumiere coming up!

Comment to be added to the tag list.

Tagged list:

@moonsavior @2kyute2poot @yournextdoorhousewitch @sapphoslostkid @ivohex

[slabmaxxing]

i wish i could cut open parrotx2s carcass and find it full of plastic and trash like those marine animals

[mmxxviii]

new fantasy high crochet! finished it up while watching tonight’s episode :)

figayda phoenix feather earring keychain

(boggy the froggy crochet keychain)

[mossterunderthebed]

[ririnyann]

Swirling Dreams * Unweaving the Hidden Wish PROLOGUE

(This was taken from my livetweet thread on twt aka @/ntsrmg ! apologies for not being able to put this under the cut, tumblr keeps glitching the images if I happen to do so ;;)

— "After Tsumugi's graduation, Yuuri invites all of Switch to have karaoke together. Although it seems she's a lot more troubled with the fact that she'll be spending less time with him..."

(if you don't know already this story takes place in ! era)

Y: Congratulations on your graduation, Tsumugi-senpai! Yay~Yipee Hooray! Clap Clap Clap~

T: Ah.. thank you for the cheers, Ri~chan.

N: The songs haven't started yet and Sweet Kitten is already so noiSY...

Y: Oh shut it, you.

T: I'm surprised you were able to organize this, Ri~chan, haven't you been busy?

Y: ...I asked my mom to clear my schedule this week, today's a special day after all.

S: Huhu~ Sora thinks Ri~chan-senpai is celebrating us three moving up too as well!

Y: Hehe.. it's the end of the school year for now isn't it? We shoud do our best to enjoy it while we still can.

Y: Although I'm a bit sad that Tsumugi-senpai won't be attending lessons with us anymore.

T: I'll still be practicing together with Switch, so there's no need to worry ♪

N: HmpH...

T: I haven't had karaoke with friends in so long, there's so many new songs they've added.

S: Switch's songs are here too!

Y: Let's sing them together then, Sora~

T: Which song are we singing, Ri~chan? You're the organizer after all.

Y: If I had to choose, something like a classic would do, right?

- Temptation Magic starts playing-

Y: Here's your mic.

N: FuFU~ It's almost like an informal coLLAB, isn't iT?

Y: Not if I steal your lines~

---

Y: (Whenever Senpai reminisces about the past, there's always that distant look in his eyes. It's a first to see him have a different expression this time.)

T: ... ♪

Y: (Perhaps it's because we're creating a new memory together~)

Y: ... ♪

S: Whoa~ The song's over already...

T: Do you want to pick the next one, Sora?

S: Yes! Sora's picking another one of our songs though ♪

Y: That's fine with me, I really like Switch's songs y'know. I don't mind singing all of them with you all~

N: At this ratE, we're just giving you a mini conCERT.

Y: How about we sing something from Eden after then?

N: You couldn't have chosen any other grouP?

Y: Heh? Is Natsume-kun not able to keep up with their songs?

S: Shishou and Ri~chan-senpai's colors are clashing again~

T: Not again.. they keep fighting.

S: Haha~ Sora thinks it's more like they're harmonizing. The two of them seem more in sync than ever~

T: Young people these days are so lively, huh? I can't seem to keep up ♪

- Knockin Fantasy starts playing -

- Song ends -

Y: Better prepare yourself, Natsume!

S: HoHo~ Sora can't wait to see the two of you duel!

N: I'm not going down without a proper figHT~

T: Oh, our food and drink have arrived.

Y: Let's retreat, after this snack it's back to our battle.

N: AhA... Do as you'd likE.

---

Y: Mmm, this chocolate fudge sure does hit the spot...

N: It's not good to eat sweetS, let alone icecream when you sinG.

S: It's kind of like nerfing yourself, isn't it?

Y: Am not! (cough)

N: FufU... The battle's already been woN~

Y: I don't think so, I have the advantage of knowing the lyrics to this song though.

- Trap for You starts playing -

Y: The lyrics are pretty catchy~ but this song's pretty fast-paced, let's see if Natsume-kun can keep up!

Y: ... ♪

N: It's that kind of sonG, hmM? Very welL.

N: ♪♪♪~

Y: (Just standing there and attuning himself to the melody—)

N: ~♪♪

Y: (He's already harmonizing together with me!?)

N: (The lyrics are quite passioNATE, though it won't fluster mE. It seems like the tempo tends to change speeds toO...)

Y: (For as long as I've known him, Natsume has always bested me in our areas of expertise. 'This must be what talented people are like'.. 'How enviable to not need as much effort as others' I had thought.)

~

Y: (Yet in the year that we were apart, things had changed. He changed.)

T: (smiling at them)

Y: (There's this special connection both him and Senpai have, I have no doubt about it.)

Y: (When we met again, Natsume seemed to have found a new purpose. Perhaps it was the creation of this Switch that sparked it.)

Y: (Sora had only joined recently though.)

Y: (Whatever's going on between those two.. must be the key.)

Y: (Not like I'd blame Natsume though, Senpai's presence had saved me too~)

Y: (But there's another thing, the way he had affected Senpai.)

Y: (His appearance, how he's more present with others.)

Y: (I don't like it.)

Y: (I don't like how Natsume was the cause for it.)

Y: (I... don't like having to fight with him.)

N: Your vitality seems to have disappeareD, and here I thought you'd put up a good chaLLENGE.

Y: It's not over until it's over!

N&Y: ♪♪♪~

Y: (Because he gives me so much fun...)

----

A/N: And that's the prologue wrapped up! honestly this was the first time I'd written something like this in the while, so apologies if they might sound 'off'. I also tried to balance the screentime with a lot of sora and yuuri, mugi at the start and natsume at the end :3

[uhohdad]

@thesoundofrayne once again leaving us gagged. they’re all so good but the price ones in particular i- ✋🏻😭

ily rayne thank u bb <3 <3 🩷💕💖🩷💕

KONIG X READER HUNGER GAMES AU

‼️⚠️🚨MAJOR VICTOR II 🚨MEMES/ SPOILERS BELOW!! ‼️⚠️

more TGWCM memes

[polysyndetonaddictsupportgroup]

okay but is the man still inside of bakugou

[mercurialskiies]

So here’s the question: what will Kell’s reaction be if he finds out Alucard kissed and tried to seduce Lila on the ship?

I imagine it would end in the same way most Alucard and Kell interactions go

Alucard would goad Kell about him (more or less successfully) seducing Lila on the ship and Kell would go at Alucard’s throat while (presumably) Rhy is holding one of them back

Big jealousy from Kell and just a smug ass smile from Alucard like that one cat image

[cinnamnt]

i know aai2 is a fan favorite but i’m ngl im on the second to last case and im still just Not buying it. mostly because they keep trying to force this theme of “oooohhh is edgeworth gonna leave being a prosecutor to become a defense attorney with his dad’s colleague ?? he’s already in hot water at the prosecutor’s office! what’s gonna happen next!” fucking nothing dawg. because you can’t make a character where most of their personality is learning to expose truths through prosecuting rather than defending and learning to make good with the hand that you’re dealt and then try to convince me that something would ever change that. like no i don’t believe edgeworth would ever become a defense attorney he literally underwent a massive ego death just to figure out you shouldn’t lie in court

there’s just. no suspense in this overarching plot because i already know what the outcome will be. you can see it from a mile away just based on how the character is structured. so like why should i CARE

[fromtheseventhhell]

Not Arya, Robb, and Jon catching strays for not "warning" Sansa about Joffrey?? As though they didn't all meet him at the same time and have equal opportunity to understand what he was like?? It just blows my mind that somehow everybody can be blamed for her actions regarding Joffrey but Sansa herself. Apparently, she can't be expected to understand anything because nobody sat down and slowly explained everything to her using small words (not even when Ned does just that lol). And then they just ignore the fact that Sansa had a crush on Joffery and actively wanted to marry him? To the point of excusing his behavior when she witnessed his cruelty first-hand? Then they pretend that she was just "coping" with her engagement when she actively argued against Ned breaking it and went to Cersei because she thought she could stop him from doing so. There's no way they like her actual character if this is what they have to come up with to cope with her writing.

[giantkillerjack]

From a text my wife sent me. I don't know what news outlet she got the headline from, but the point is that ruthlessly min-maxing for profit and secrecy makes bad art, and also my wife is hilarious.

Listen, what's more important? Making a GOOD story, or making sure no one can PREDICT your story??? After all, no one could have predicted the end of Game of Thrones! And people LOVED that . . . 👀👀👀