#// I forget what else I'm missing in my collection I guess it's just looking for the novels now

[m0e-ru]

fan reading the official trivia book voice "bro you're just making shit up"

[ohisms]

↪ 𝐹𝐼𝐿𝐿𝑂𝑅𝑌 ⅋ 𝐅𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 . ( a collection of sentence starters from season one of syfy's the magicians . adjust phrasing as necessary . this prompt will be updated as time goes on . )

it's always something with you , isn't it ? it's always an emergency .

look , this is your responsibility .

wow , nice trick . i'm sure you're a hit at parties .

so ... you think you're ready .

i called you . all weekend . where were you ?

okay , we have got to pull you together .

you can't run away hard enough , can you ?

i know where you were all weekend .

life is raw , everybody medicates .

i love you . call me , okay ?

am i hallucinating ?

come on , or you'll miss it .

can i start over ? please .

i'm going to make sure you don't remember a thing .

playing with time is such difficult magic .

don't bother trying to compare yourself .

it's good to be aware the world is blatantly unfair .

it's my fault that they said that .

if you think my family is some sort of advantage , you've been misinformed .

maybe i wouldn't let myself forget .

that was before i knew there was something else .

it's really okay if this is not your thing .

you're hurting yourself , & you're not okay .

i just needed to see if i was right .

we've been watching you for quite a while now .

hello ? do you need help ?

you feel right because you're starting towards your destiny .

for some reason , you're involved . so be involved .

look , hold that thought , okay ?

i'm obviously coming with you .

there's no such thing as safe magic .

what is this place exactly , besides a health hazard ?

you ask a lot of questions .

jesus , you didn't tell me you were dangerous .

it's a little bit bigger than messing up .

there's a bad story every few years around here .

can you just help me live with myself ?

i'm gonna tell you something deep & dark & personal now .

i'm trying to tell you , you are not alone here .

i don't know . i wanna be your friend , i guess .

you should hate me right now .

the last thing i wanted to do growing up was read fantasy .

let's just say life wasn't exactly non-stop fun growing up .

if you're guilty , i'm guilty .

come do something stupid with me before you go .

okay , you know what ? i'm not interested in your personal issues .

this isn't just some lark to me , just so you know .

i mean seriously , what do they expect , you know ?

look , you can't run away from you .

there's nothing i can do in this moment to stop the comet from crashing into the earth , is there ?

i keep trying to tell myself that this is somehow better .

you don't see color & want to go back to black & white .

you can't help , & i can't help you .

what the hell was that , you maniac ?

why would you ever trust anyone ?

i'm willing to teach the right people what i know . & i know a lot .

you're lucky i can fix this .

hey , have you heard of karma ? sometimes it's instant .

i'm generous with you , considering .

get me everything on this list . this week .

why even ask , if you'll just forget it again ?

that's not a real answer .

you're a much better liar than i expected you to be .

do you think you have a destiny ?

there is no destiny . no born heroes .

you can either step up to it or not , that's up to you .

this is your problem , that you should solve !

[hurtspideyparker]

I have this headcanon in which Clint actually like wearing dresses (because he thinks it's comfortable and makes him looks cool). He used to borrow Natasha's because they fit him (as weird as it seems) but one time he accidentally ripped one, thanks to the drunk asshole who tried to fight him in a bar, so now Natasha hide them from him and say that if he wants one he have to buy one. But he doesn't have much time to think about it between training, missions and personal life so he forget about it till it's like Christmas or something an none in the tower know what to give him except maybe arrows.

What to you think about it ? (Idk why I'm telling you that, guess I just wanted to share this with someone)

I love this tysm for sharing it with me !!!!! It's so cute and fun, and I love supportive domestic Avengers.

Nat and Clint spending so much time together chilling in safe houses or killing time in bars between missions that it just became second nature they'd both get dressed out of Natasha's suitcase.

I can imagine it's Christmas or Clint's birthday and none of the Avengers know what to get him for a gift (besides Tony, who already built 3 new prototype arrows), so they go to his best friend Natasha and ask her what he likes.

"Dresses."

"Um, like for his wife?"

"No, for him. He likes this kind," she shows them her collection, mostly comfortable fabrics but short in length. "He's a size 6, and he doesn't do strapless."

Which leads to Clint getting a nice new dress from almost everyone in the tower, who is absolutely ecstatic after forgetting how much he loved them. He runs off to go put one on right away, leaving his friends all pleasantly surprised.

Except Tony. He's just confused.

"Okay did I miss some kind of memo. I feel like I'm oozing toxic masculinity for giving him weapons when you all clearly co-conspired to fulfill his feminine divinity or whatever. Is it because you think I don't like cross dressing? I'm okay with cross dressing, as long as he doesn't man spread in them."

(Tony felt weird about being left out and bought him a dress the next day that is Very Expensive).

Clint gets to wear his dresses all the time now, and gets tons of compliments. Him and Natasha even match on occasion.

I hope you or anyone else shares their ideas with me I love talking about this stuff with people !!! You made my day :D. I hope it's okay I expanded on your HC, I just really liked it

[pianistbynight]

days 1-7 of a slow but meaningful summer

this is really the only part of traumerei that i can play sort of fluently...sort of, because you can still hear some hesitation as i try to remember the right notes 😅

thursday | 08/08/24

Started Leviathan Wakes

Tested out of U1 in Japanese and started U2 (loving its similarities to French cuz more familiarity = faster learning curve hopefully?🤞🏻)

Practiced piano...some old scales to warm up + the Clementi sonatina (coming back to it after a 2-3 day break was a good idea! somehow my steadiness has improved! also coming to appreciate metronome practice. sight-reading for the day = a few new bars on the 2nd page) + playing around with Kinderszenen (at this point I just wanted to hear different sounds and it wasn't very productive practice)

Read more of the HSP book

Most likely will have to revise my goals bc I don't think I can make decent progress in all the songs I wanted to in 4 weeks...like, to bring 1 L7 song to performance level after years of not performing anything + without a teacher will probably take longer than it used to. Not sure exactly what that looks like yet other than that it's definitely not gonna be all of Kinderszenen... 😂

friday | 08/09/24

practice wasn't very good today...i kept making silly mistakes i didn't used to make. i'm tired. that's why. i also forgot to do my japanese lesson. i didn't feel like reading either. i don't remember what else i did that day.

saturday | 08/10/24

drained of all energy. didn't practice. didn't do japanese. just chilled with @zzzzzestforlife for the most part and started reading what you are looking for is in the library on her recommendation. i love how philosophical japanese fiction is fjsjdkdks ☺️☺️☺️ (and more generally, i'm surprised that for a culture so new to me, a lot of their ways are just...second nature to my personality...it was very relieving. but i also feel that if i were to live in such a place full time, i would be staying too much in my comfort zone...i also don't know that i would want to ever live in Japan since there are also some important aspects about my current home that i'd miss terribly. all this to say, i'd like to visit Japan again at some point in my lifetime.)

sunday | 08/11/24

went to bed feeling very drained, frustrated, and homesick. so as you can imagine, i didn't get very good sleep. my bare minimum goals for today are:

japanese lesson

read zesty's book recs (there's the library book, the secret adversary [which she rec'd back to me after i rec'd it to her a couple months ago lol], and leviathan wakes) ✅

monday | 08/12/24

finally read the last of the clementi sonatina! got it to a "meh" level to polish in the next few days. super excited! played a few other pieces after that but i think i should focus on level 7 pieces for now before jumping into something barely readable but still playable. i should've brought some level 8 sheet music with me too...but i guess i can read from my laptop (god save my eyes if i do that lol 😵)

might put Kinderszenen back on the (mental music) shelf for now.

i also read more of what you are looking for is in the library and i just love how much there is to ponder about what was said. insightful fiction is my favorite fiction 💗

tuesday | 08/13/24

finished What You Are Looking For Is In The Library! it's such a good book. it's a short story collection but each story is in the same universe and while each story is independent (convienient for readers like me who like to take their time with books but sometimes take so much time that they forget what the story was lol), they're connected in ways that...you know that feeling when you bump into an old acquaintance in a completely foreign place you don't expect to meet anyone you know? that feeling is what i felt as i read chapter after chapter. it makes the vast world feel less lonely.

in the evening i tried to memorize and get the clementi sonatina up to speed. i guess i must be succeeding because my dad said it'd make mice dance lol. also played a bit of traumerei...trying to read more of it but progress is slower since i need to pay closer attention to which notes to hold and when to let go of them.

wednesday | 08/14/24

started reading sweet bean paste today (another japanese book... they're quickly becoming my favorite type of book.) i like it so far. there's potential for a lot of warmth and emotion in talking about food, which is just 🥰

also started "Databases: Modeling and Theory" on edx... 🙈 i'm auditing so i only have 2 weeks (until Aug. 28) to access the material (because the minimum amount of time needed to complete the course is 2 weeks gahhh). so i need to be halfway by Aug. 19. in theory i can do this if i put in 2h of work each day. it's too hot to play piano during the day, so i can do databases then and play piano at night. yes, i can do this. (i need to get my brain used to a faster, "left-brained" pace anyway in prep for school in september. 🙁)

continuing to polish the clementi sonatina and started reading this kuhlau sonatina which is pretty fun difficult. it's really just the left hand that makes it suck. haven't figured out how to move so that the staccatos are sharp despite the finger pedaling. i can do it slow, but not fast while staying quiet, so i must be doing something wrong. sometimes you just gotta sit on it, i guess.

[kahvilahuhut]

work at night

see the whole drawing here

summary: Someone might have ended up too deep in thought while doing work stuff *checks notes* at night 🙄 In fact, so deep that its wife ended up waking up and wondering where it is.

a little scene idea i've had for cynosure for a while hehe <3 will obviously change a bit once i actually get to it, but, well, here's version one i guess? definitely not written at night noooo why are you looking at me like that

"What's up?"

Tobias turned around at the sudden voice and noticed Klara leaning on the doorway. "I- uh-", it looked around, as if collecting its thoughts to formulate a proper answer.

"Is that my wool shirt?"

"Um. Yes. It's the first thing I found on the floor. It was dark and I didn't feel like switching the lights on to look for something else. Very comfy, especially now that the heating is glitching...again,"it replied, smiling, "Though the best part is that it smells like you."

"Well, it..." Klara's voice was closer this time, her hands gently touching it's shoulders, "...looks good on you..."

"Oh, stop it," it chuckled and leaned its head to kiss her fingers.

"Someone doesn't like compliments..."

"Mmh, or do I... As for the first question, well... I woke up. Realized I forgot my meds. Went here to take them," it started listing its steps, folding a finger on its hand on each step, "And then I- um. I got some kind of an idea, I think? Erin asked me to look at a specific part of the code, which she doesn't remember writing. No one does. So I wanted to see and take a look myself. Then I decided to just go look at the whole thing and. Um." It shrugged with a smile on its face. "I guess... Here I am?"

"Honey, that's- Do you know what time is it?"

Tobias froze for a moment, then glanced at the clock screen on the microwave.

3:37 am.

"Oh, fuck," it muttered.

"Thought so," Klara chuckled and gently wrapped her arms around it while softly kissing the top of it's head. "Aren't you tired, honey?"

"Maybe a little? I swear I didn't notice, I- Fuck, I forgot to switch the clock feature back on," it muttered and brought up the settings panel, "Switched it off at work because it felt like time was going soooo slow during the meeting, it felt a bit annoying. I know that sounds a bit childish, but, well..."

"No, I think that's a fun decision. As long as it makes you feel better..." she murmured in its ear and kissed its neck softly. "Meetings are like that sometimes... Nights are the opposite. You feel like it's taking very little time but in reality time flies so fast..."

It nodded, leaning its head somewhat lazily, smiling as Klara's lips moved down to its shoulder. "But, um, thing is, I found something, and didn't want to leave it for tomorrow. What if I forget about it or miss some specific thought I had tonight if I won't write it down, things like that," Tobias said quietly, gesturing at the hologram, "Really couldn't get up or anything."

"Please tell me you haven't been sitting on a kitchen counter looking through some work data for hours. During night."

"I won't tell. But, well..."

"God, Tobias, I can't even explain with words what I'm thinking right now."

"Mm... Well, um, mind if I finish going through this document? It's the last one, I promise."

"You can't be serious..." she sighed and leaned her head on its shoulder, "Fine. But I'm staying here."

"Ooh, won't hear me objecting or anything."

It scrolled through the file to find the part it was reading before being interrupted, and quickly typed a small note near the paragraph before it continued reading.

"Why do you use a grey highlighter?" Klara murmured.

"Um. I don't know, really. I usually pick whichever color looks nice," it opened the highlighter settings, "Really love using this warm yellow tone, you know, like dandelions. Or this light orange one. Or this one, reminds me of sand or something. Or the sky blue...And this fun matcha green."

"You're adorable..."

"Trying my best..." it said while adding another note, and smiled as she kissed its cheek.

"You know, looking at you doing all this makes me think if I should get the hologram thing too... It's pretty fun, watching you wave your hands around and typing on some not existing keyboard."

"Mmh... do you want the actual device or do you want to watch my hands?"

"Take a guess."

"It gets warm sometimes. A bit weird feeling, you know? Maybe I should've bought the newer model. But it's kinda nice."

"Honey, I meant-"

It stopped reading mid-paragraph and reached with its left hand to gently stroke Klara's cheek. "I know what you meant, dear, I'm just joking," it turned its head a little for a moment and smiled at her, before turning back to the hologram. After a moment of reading a few more paragraphs, it sighed and said, "I'm sorry, Klara, I know it's weird for me to care so much about some work stuff. Man, even saying it out loud feels odd, you know? But I just want to finish this thing, because someone else would have ended up doing this tomorrow. Along with other tasks as well. And, um... I don't know. I thought I should do it myself?"

"Oh, sunshine," she murmured against its shoulder, "You know you should put yourself first, sometimes, right?"

"Mmhmm... but why shouldn't I if I can and want to do it?"

Klara moved a little to kiss its cheek, "You're a good person. Maybe a bit too good. Definitely better than what this project deserves."

Tobias half smirked and half bit its lower lip, thinking about the last sentence, before continuing to read the last paragraph. It felt Klara's hands slowly move off its body, giving its shoulder a pat before she moved next to the sink. Half concentrated on the text, other half listening to the sound of water filling an empty glass, it highlighted a few words and tapped its wrist to close the interface.

It jumped down off the kitchen counter, only to go sit on its other side, facing Klara.

"Honey? You mentioned going to take meds, didn't you?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Did you take them?"

"Uhhh... um," it sat quietl, trying to remember what it was doing before. After a moment, it answered, "I don't remember," with the last word turning into a yawn.

Klara shook her head and picked up something near the sink. Turning around to face it, she gently handed it two pills and kissed its forehead. "You know, you should get one of those little pill boxes to put them near the bed."

Tobias chuckled and swallowed both pills, quietly refusing the glass of water. "Please, they won't all fit in there."

"I'll get you three of them tomorrow."

"Klara, please, don't be ridiculous," it murmured and leaned towards her, "The packages are somewhat visible here in the kitchen. Most of them. And besides, we don't always sleep on the bed anyway."

She cupped its face and smiled. "Fine, if you say so," she said, though Tobias could see that she was still going to go buy them. As it leaned into her right hand, while smiling as she gently stroked its cheek with her left thumb, Klara continued, "You sure you're okay?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, um, stress-wise, for example? It's been a while since you've had sleep problems this bad."

It looked at her, getting lost in own thoughts again for a moment, before realizing that it had lost control of its face, that was now showing a small frown. "I'll be fine, don't worry, honey," it smiled and gently kissed her hand, "You know I'll tell you if I'm not doing well."

"You better," she said, then added, "Please."

"I will."

"Mmh," Klara sighed and stroked its hair. "Now, how about we finally go back to sleep?"

"Oh, I thought you'd never ask."

[cherry-flavoured-thot]

could i have prompt “I think we’re past the point of being just friends.” for levi?

Leviathan is totally happy being just friends with you. He loves having someone to cry about the latest anime that emotionally devastated him. Having a player two that will nod along intently as he talks about the best strats for the game on the screen. Social events have never been easier when he's been able to huddle with you in a corner away from normies.

It's so great being friends with you. And he is totally content with that. He definitely does not stare at your hands thinking about how nice it would be to hold them. He doesn't have dreams about hearing you confess your love to him that have his heart racing even upon waking. He also absolutely under no circumstances finds himself wishing that all the times you'd jokingly flirted with him were real. Nope. Not at all.

Okay, maybe he wants to be a little more than friends. And maybe he thinks about what it would be like to kiss you. He might even have some photos in his drawer that he looks at when he feels like you've been away from him for too long. He stares at them and thinks if you were both more than friends it wouldn't be weird if he told you he missed you. If you were more than friends he'd also be able to ask for more of your time than he already has.

He should say something, voice the reason why he's staring at you longer than usual. Why he seems to fall into a greater slump than normal when you hang out with someone else instead of him. Except, there's just one problem. He can't see you liking him back. He'd be miserable if you rejected him. Even more so if after that you distanced yourself from him. So, he keeps it to himself. And sometimes, he's too overjoyed being around you that he forgets.

You've turned up at his door, in your hands, a limited addition figure that he would've had to traverse the comforts of his room to purchase instore. He'd mentioned it to you in passing, not once expecting you to do it for him. "Ta da!" You present the figure to him, and he's quick to usher you into his room. Already picking out where to display it.

"Thank you so much but you didn't have to go out of your way for me." He feels giddy, placing the figure among his collection.

"I just happened to remember on my walk home about it coming out today so I made a detour, just for you." So giddy that he completely misses the undertones of your last words.

"I'm so lucky to have you as a friend."

"I guess..." his heart drops at that. Did he miss something? Did he say the wrong thing? Was he not thankful enough? The panic is clear on his face. "It's just... I think we’re past the point of being just friends.” He pauses, squinting as his brain tries to compute the information.

"Like best friends?" You blink once. Twice. Only to shake your head. His brows furrow. If you don't mean best friends then what else is there? "Oh you mean... you with someone like me... HUH?" He shoots up in surprise.

"I've been dropping hints for a while now." His jaw is on the floor at this point.

"Wait you weren't joking all those times you flirted with me?"

"I outright told you once, imagine all the couple cosplays we could do if we were together."

"I um don't remember." He does remember, but at the time he spluttered out a response and quickly escaped the room you were in together. "But I accept!" He's cringing internally at the handling of your confession, but you don't seem to bothered by it.

Shooting him a bright smile that almost has his hands reaching up to clutch his chest from how cute he found it.

[namusthetic]

Marauders' Era

The Slytherin Skittles

From the Marauders' Era fandom. Decided to lounge about in the Slytherin common room? Join the Skittles for a late night Slytherin chat.

Regulus A. Black

"From far away I wish I'd stayed with you, but here face to face, a stranger that I once knew.

I thought if I wandered I'd fall back in love. You said distance brings fondness, but guess not with us."

- Astronomy, Conan Gray

Doesn't ask for help

Overachiever

Covers his deep insecurities with a god-complex

Abandonment and trust issues

Suffers panic and anxiety attacks, the others know exactly what to do when it happens and huddle around him, holding hands and grounding him, until he starts breathing normally again and stops shaking

Protective of his chosen family

Instead of fighting to keep people in his life, he lets them go because in the end he thinks he's never enough to stay for

Hates loud noises and making noise when moving or walking

Deeply misunderstood

Tries to remain detached and cold as much as possible because knows he'd end up caring too deeply

Self-isolates when he doesn't know how to deal with his feelings, luckily, whenever that happens, the others storm his usual hiding spots and force him to go outside and enjoy himself

Escapes from his own thoughts by reading or listening to music compulsively

Barty Crouch Jr.

"I used to like liquor to get me inspired but you look so beautiful, my new supplier. I used to like smoking to stop all the thinking, but I found a different buzz.

The world is a curse, it'll kill if you let it I know they got pills that can help you forget it, they bottle it, call it medicine, but I don't need drugs. 'Cause I'm already high enough, you got me, you got me good."

- High Enough by K. Flay

covers his need for attention and approval with loudness and chaos

Fear of missing out

Afraid that people will forget about him and leave him behind

Avoids talking and thinking about his own feelings

Cannot control his emotions when overwhelmed

Hides it when deeply hurt

Clingy drunk, cries if left by himself

Has a soft spot for pets, especially dogs (once he even accidentally cuddled Padfoot without knowing it was actually Sirius)

Hopeless romantic when in a serious relationship

Incredibly intelligent, he just doesn't want to please his father in any way so he acts out

Jokes about his trauma in public, but ends up sleeping in Evan's bed whenever he has nightmares

ADHD kid

Makes dirty jokes all the time but is afraid of having a stable relationship and not being enough for his partner

Evan Rosier

"And hey, you, don't you think it's kinda cute that I (I) died (died) right inside your arms tonight? That I'm fine even after I have died? Because it was in your arms I died.

I cry in the afterlife, I cry hard because I have died, and you're alive. I try to escape afterlife, I try hard to get back inside your arms alive."

- Arms Tonite by Mother Mother

Calm and collected most of the time

Silent anger

Insomniac, spends the nights reading and listening to chill music

Deadly afraid of spiders, always asks Pandora to take them outside

Energy drinks and caffeine

If looks could kill

Tries to keep everyone from getting in trouble together with Dorcas

Doesn't pay attention in class but gets good grades anyway

Grew up too quickly

Joins Barty and Dorcas whenever they are tipsy and start a singing contest

Likes nights out with friends, randomly walking with no precise destination, a few drinks in hand and the warmth of chosen family around him

The observant, silent one

Always carries small perfume vials since he can't stand smells (sweat, cigarette smoke, etc.)

Pandora Rosier

"You don't have to be like everybody else, you don't have to fit into the norm, you are not here to conform. I am here to take a look inside myself, recognize that I could be the eye, the eye of the storm.

I am not my body, not my mind or my brain (ha), not my thoughts or feelings, I am not my DNA. I am the observer, I'm a witness of life, I live in the space between the stars and the sky."

- Ancient Dreams in a Modern Land by MARINA

Already figured who was going to end up in a relationship with whom years before it happened

Has a private gardening spot where she grows their own plants (especially herbs)

Follows the lunar calendar instead of the solar one, they all celebrate both new years with big parties

Wears long airy dresses with flower patterns and a dozen crystal necklaces and rings

Talks enthusiastically about everything she's passionate about with no restraints (and everyone loves listening to her talk)

Knows weird knowledge nobody knows from where

Walks Hogwarts' halls singing and with a spring in her step

Spends afternoons in the forest sketching fantastic beasts and feeding them treats

Loves making flower crowns, Regulus wears them whenever she makes one for him and hexes anyone who dares say something about it

Always has paint on her hands or face

Dorcas Meadowes

"Say my name, as every colour illuminates. We are shining, and we will never be afraid again.

And when we come for you, we'll be dressed up all in blue, with the ocean in our arms, kiss your eyes and kiss your palms.

And when it's time to pray, we'll be dressed up all in grey, with metal on our tongues, and silver in our lungs."

- Spectrum (Say My Name) by Florence and The Machine

Hates small talk and superficial friendships

Direct, immediately cuts straight to the point

Politically active against all kinds of discrimination and violence

Strong and determined to achieve what she wants

Ready to argue with anyone, anytime, anywhere

Knows exactly what she wants

Stays up late to read and listen to music in the common room

Has everything planned out

Neon lights and cocktails, loud music and cherry flavored lip balm

Travels a lot but is ready to return home immediately if one of her close friends needs her help

Elegant style, always impeccably dressed

Storms out of the dorm and takes a long walk whenever she feels she can't control her anger

Loves to listen to true crime podcasts

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So I love the Marauders' gang, but (I don't know if you guessed it) I really have a soft spot for the Skittles. To me they feel like the ones who never really even had a chance to be saved, who were left to fend for themselves and to die just because of their families and house. They were damaged as much as the others but found no one to help them but each other.

[50calmadeuce]

Ch. 8: The Break Up and Flight

Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction using characters from the Top Gun: Maverick world, trademarked by Paramount Pictures Corporation. I do not claim ownership of the characters and the world that I am borrowing.

The story and situation I am creating are a work of my imagination and I do not ascribe them to official story canon. This work is for entertainment only and is not a part of the storyline.

I am not profiting financially from the creation and publication of this story, but I do hope it gives you happy thoughts.

These stories are my own, so please do not take them and use them for yourself without my permission. If you see them somewhere else, please let me know. :)

It was late, and you and Leslie were tidying up in the living room when Sean entered.

Leslie gathered the plates you'd collected. "I'll catch up with you later," she said, heading towards the kitchen.

Turning to Sean, you said, "We need to talk."

He settled on the edge of the couch. "I agree."

You approached him slowly, removing the engagement ring as you did so. When you reached him, you extended it towards him. "I can't. I'm sorry."

He accepted it, his expression resigned. "I had a feeling." He looked up at you. "Was it something I did?"

You perched on the edge of the coffee table and reached for his hand. "No, Sean. It wasn't you. It's me. It always has been. The same thing happened with Ben." You took a deep breath. "I've been in love with someone since I was sixteen."

Sean looked at you, his expression a mix of surprise and realization. "Someone from the past?"

You nodded. "Jake Seresin. He was my first love, and I never fully moved on. I thought I did, I tried to, but it was always there, lingering. I recently found out something about him and I can't deny how I feel."

He sighed, a heavy acknowledgment of the truth. "I appreciate your honesty, Y/N. It's better to know now than later. I wish you the best, truly."

You squeezed his hand, gratitude in your eyes. "Thank you for understanding, Sean. You deserve someone who can give you their whole heart."

The both of you stood up, a touch of sadness in Sean's eyes. "I always thought it was my imagination, that something was missing in our relationship." He sighed. "I'll move my stuff to the guest room and leave tomorrow."

"You're a good man, Sean."

"Thank you."

The two of you embraced, and when you separated, Sean met your gaze, leaned over and gently kissed your cheek. "Good luck, Y/N."

"Thanks," you said, your eyes following him as he ascended the stairs.

Leslie entered the living room, her expression a mix of concern and curiosity. "Well, that didn't go as bad as I thought."

You turned to face her, a thoughtful look on your face. "I often wondered why he proposed. There was always something missing."

"So, now what?"

"So, my mother left a clause in the Will."

"What was that?"

"I have a trust of 1.5 million dollars waiting for me. James got the ranch, of course, but I was left with some money."

"Y/N. That's great!"

"The trust is for Jake and Y/N Seresin."

"Oh," Leslie remarked, processing this revelation with a thoughtful nod. "So, I guess your mom also figured it out. Everyone except for you."

You exchanged a knowing smile with Leslie. "Yeah, I guess." You settled onto the couch, and Leslie joined you. "Did I ever tell you about Mandolin Rain?"

Perplexed, Leslie looked at you. "No."

"Remember that night we went to the carnival and Jake came home soaking wet?"

"Oh my, yes! The two of you looked like drowned rats."

"I convinced Jake to come out in the rain and just enjoy it."

Leslie raised an eyebrow. "Seriously?"

"Yeah. That's when he first told me he loved me. Right there in the pouring rain."

Leslie's eyes widened in surprise. "Wow, that's... actually kind of romantic."

"Yeah, it was," you admitted, a fond smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "We stood there, drenched, and he just said it. It was one of those moments you never forget. Then when we got in the truck to go home, 'Mandolin Rain' by Bruce Hornsby and the Range came on. We made it our song."

"Never thought Jake had it in him."

You met Leslie's eyes. "There's a lot more to Jake than you think."

"Well, he's my brother, so...what are you going to do?"

"I guess I'm going to go after him. The question is, where do I start?"

"I know he's talked about some bar called The Hard Deck. He hangs out there a lot."

"Of course he would."

Leslie shrugged. "It's a start at least."

You were fortunate enough to secure a flight from Austin to San Diego the very next morning.

You and Leslie shared a heartfelt embrace, promising to stay in touch more often now that you had made the decision to return home or live with Jake, depending on how things unfolded.

As you boarded the plane, your heart raced with anticipation. The thought of reuniting with Jake, of finally facing the feelings you both shared, filled you with a mix of excitement and nervousness. The journey ahead felt like a new beginning, and you couldn't wait to see where it would lead.

After a three hour flight, you landed at San Diego International Airport, rented a vehicle and started the drive to Coronado. You got a hotel room at one of the hotels outside of the base and walked up to the desk to check in.

"Hi! Checking in?" the front desk clerk asked. She was a friendly young blonde with a warm smile.

"Yes, that's right," you replied. "Reservation should be under Y/N Seresin."

The clerk quickly typed on the computer. "Ah, yes, I've got you right here. Here's your key. You're in room 214. Breakfast is served from 7 to 10 in the morning. If you need anything else, feel free to let us know."

"Thank you very much," you expressed with a grateful smile as you accepted the key. Just as you were about to make your way to your room, you had a moment of pause. Turning back, you approached the desk once more. "Actually, I do have a question. Could you tell me how to get to The Hard Deck bar?"

The blonde receptionist responded with a warm smile. "Certainly!"

[rachoka]

Skipping the Pocky

Note: Happy happy late birthday to my dear @inkys-garden, I love you so much!! I'm sorry I'm late again with another gift but I hope you still like it <3 One more Chev fic never hurts hehe.

He figured he'd find her here.

Chevalier smiled to himself. It wasn't often that Ink actively avoided people, especially him, but when she did, he had to give her the credit of being impressively good at it. Her soft pink hair barely stood out from the sea of roses and petunias—and anyone else might mistake her for just another lovely rose in the garden—but she had to hide better than that to escape from Chevalier.

He approached her with his usual, graceful gait, thinking she'd take note of his presence, but walking closer, he understood she was much too endorsed in a book to pay attention to her surroundings. How very like her. In addition, there was a long biscuit stick absently hanging from her lips. Next to her on the bench sat an opened packet of the very same treats, and upon seeing it Chevalier put the pieces of the puzzle together.

“And here I was under the impression I married a selfless woman.”

Ink looked up, startled, to be met with Chevalier’s teasing gaze.

“Instead I find her hiding away with a romance novel and a case of foreign snacks without a word about missing lunch with her husband.”

He could see the words forming in her mind, her golden eyes squinting in thought as she created a believable excuse for her disappearance with practised ease. However, he was pleased to see that she knew better than to think trickery would work on him. Thus, Ink sighed deflatedly, hanging her head. “Not you too, Chev.”

“Hm, what do you mean?” He asked, feigning ignorance.

“Everyone's been begging me for this pocky ever since the delivery came this morning. First Luke and Yves, then Clavis and now you too. This is my last packet.”

Chevalier had thought as much. He'd seen all those pestering brothers of his carrying one as he'd combed through the castle looking for his wife. Out of the four packets of those foreign biscuits Ink had barely managed to get her hands on only one remained after she'd shared them out of the sheer, foolish kindness of her heart. Now, she was here in the gardens, sulking about the consequences of her actions, hiding from anyone who might persuade her to give up her final treats. On any other day this would make a valuable lesson, but right now Chevalier couldn't allow such a frown turn more sour on her beautiful face. She really had turned him soft, but he guessed he'd known this for a while as well.

“Hmph, you really think I'd take away the one thing that you've been talking about for days on end?” He said, inviting himself to sit down next to her.

Ink hummed, lowering the book. “Well, I suppose not.”

“Correct. I am after something far more valuable.”

“Ah, this novel I stole from your personal collection?”

Chevalier didn't bat an eye. “No, you can keep that too.” He placed the book aside, making room to close the gap between them. He loved the surprised look in her eyes, as though he hadn't spelled it out to her in the very beginning. “Do I need to give you a hint?”

Ink nibbled on her biscuit in thought until Chevalier ran out of patience. He took the snack from her and replaced it with his lips. She tasted sweet, like the creamy strawberry coating on the pocky, and he almost couldn't stop himself from wanting more. When he pulled back it was with a lick of his lips.

“Oh.” Ink blinked and she broke into a soft, dangerously infectious fit of giggles. “Oh!”

“I don't see how missing our lunch amuses you,” Chevalier said, still holding her. “You have a lot of catching up to do.”

Ink shook her head, her gaze having regained their warm glint. It was all he could ask for. “I meant that it makes me happy. I didn't think that would be the reason you'd come find me all the way here.”

“I don't care you if you share or keep those treats to yourself, but you'll have to forget about them for now. You know I won't tolerate you hiding away from me.” There were few things in the world Chevalier would let stand between their quality time, and his patience had already been eroded. Nevertheless, there were still pesky but necessary issues to attend to.

He raised her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles gingerly. Then he let their eyes meet. “But first I'll ensure you are seen to a proper meal.”

“But Chev, one more kiss—” Ink whined as he pulled her up from the bench, already heading for the dining hall.

But Chevalier wasn't listening. He was too busy planning how to spend the rest of the day with her without any more interruptions.

[linagram]

merry christmas from linagram!

merry christmas everyone.. merry christmas.. you get these guard plushies as a present. blessed miki plushie that says she forgives you and she will do anything to save you and cursed eiji and hinode plushies that drink your pepsi and say you're guilty and use the amnesia machine on you

this drawing in particular has t1 eiji and miki here but it's okay. it's okay

you can read the christmas special vd under the cut! also yes it's canon actually.

Hinode: So.. Christmas, huh? 

Miki: .. Hm? Is it Christmas already? 

Hinode: Well, if this calendar is to be believed.. 

Hinode: I've never imagined myself celebrating Christmas in a prison, haha. 

Miki: .. Right. 

Hinode: Is everything okay, Miki-san? You're not.. um, in a holiday mood? 

Miki: .. I guess. 

Hinode: Wait, what are these? So many boxes..

Miki: O-oh, I'm wrapping presents for the prisoners. 

Hinode: Really? Did they ask for something? 

Miki: I've asked them to write down what they want for Christmas and this morning I had everything prepared. I just need to make these things look.. well, like presents. 

Hinode: You still want them to have a nice Christmas even though they're in prison.. You are so kind, Miki-san. 

Miki: W-well, that's just a part of my job as this prison's goddess.. 

Hinode: "Goddess"?.. 

Miki: Never mind. 

Hinode: O-okay.. So, what did everyone ask for? 

Miki: Let's see.. 

Miki: Miyagawa-san asked for a diary. His head injury is slowly getting better, but his memory still isn't the best at the moment and he wants to write everything down so that he won't forget about it. He also just finds making notes useful. 

Miki: This diary here has a lock too. Miyagawa-san will have to come up with a password.. 

Hinode: W-what if he forgets the password too?.. 

Miki: .. Well, that won't be my problem. 

Miki: Aimi-chan asked for more cute hairclips. I have a lot of them here.. 

Miki: Though she actually asked for them not because she wants to use them for herself, but because she wants to do my hair. 

Miki: She said that my hair looks really messy these days. 

Hinode: To be honest, I can't help but agree with her. And what about your pigtails? 

Miki: .. I can't be bothered to take care of that. 

Miki: Ishizu-san asked for this anime figure. It looks pretty detailed. 

Miki: I find it interesting how he remembered the character's name, the title of the anime she's from, what this particular figure is called.. 

Miki: His memory really works well when it comes to things he likes. 

Miki: Chiba-san didn't know what to ask for at first, but then she wrote that her request might be a little bit too specific.. 

Miki: And she asked for a small glass figure of a cat.

Hinode: That's.. actually quite specific.

Miki: When I asked her about it, she said that she just misses her cat a lot. I offered to get her a plushie or something else that could remind her of her cat, but she said that she would like to have a glass figure specifically. 

Miki: She said that she used to.. collect them? But I don't remember her ever mentioning something like that..

Hinode: .. I think you should remember that detail just in case.

Hinode: Prisoners requesting something they wouldn't request in a different setting or situation should be considered suspicious. 

Hinode: I mean.. I've heard about what Riku did during the first trial.

Miki: .. Maybe you're right. I'll keep that in mind.

Miki: Now, Kei-san..

Miki: Kei-san asked for... spray paint?

Hinode: What is it with everyone suddenly getting new interests and hobbies..

Miki: When I asked him about it, he just went..

Miki: "Come on, Miki! I just want to make our prison more pretty! I want to make it more colorful! Everyone looks so sad these days.."

Miki: We can't ask Eiji-san about it right now, but I really doubt Kei-san really just.. "wants to make this prison more pretty".

Hinode: He's.. an interesting individual, that's for sure.

Miki: Now, Yoshioka-san..

Miki: Yoshioka-san asked for some new earrings and even described how she wants them to look like. She said that she just "kinda wants to try something new".

Miki: .. Even though it sounds like something she would ask for, I can't help but feel worried.

Hinode: Really? Why?

Miki: Yoshioka-san mentioned once that she got the earrings she wears now from her father. And if I'm not wrong, she has a very good relationship with her father.

Miki: So why would she.. suddenly want to get new earrings if these ones are so special to her?

Hinode: Huh..

Hinode: Well, Miki-san, I'm not sure what to say here, but..

Hinode: Usually something like that happens when a person gets disappointed in their family member and doesn't want to think about them.

Miki: ...

Miki: Also, Asahi-kun..

Miki: Asahi-kun's request was.. Here, let me read it.

Miki: "You know those stuffed animals that have stuff like candy or chocolate hidden inside and you can get it out when you unzip them? Yeah, I want one. Doesn't matter what it looks like, I care about the candy more anyway."

Hinode: His request is very in character for him, haha.

Hinode: But why would he ask for a plushie specifically? He can just ask for candy or whatever he wants to eat.

Miki: I don't know.

Miki: Maybe that's just him wanting to have something that he can play with. He's still a child after all.

Hinode: Oh, you're finally smiling. He really is important to you, isn't he?

Miki: .. Ahem.

Miki: So, Maruyama-san wrote..

Miki: "Whatever. Just give me whatever you want. Getting a gift from our savior is enough of an honor anyway."

Hinode: .. Yeah, the last part is definitely supposed to be sarcasm. 

Hinode: So, what did you decide to give her?

Miki: Well, here's the thing..

Miki: We never had to get whatever the prisoners asked for ourselves, we just.. had to ask everyone about their requests first and then write a list of the things we needed and everything appeared on the next day after that, we just had to bring everything to them.

Hinode: Actually.. How does this work?

Hinode: Does that mean someone else is.. buying these things for them? Or getting them from somewhere?

Hinode: Imagine if we had to go shopping for all these items. *laughs*

Miki: I don't know how this works.. And I'm not sure that I want to know.

Miki: But anyway, this morning, when I checked everyone's presents, I noticed that Maruyama-san's present was..

Miki: A letter.

Hinode: A letter?..

Miki: *nods*

Miki: I think it's also supposed to be from her.. manager?

Miki: It's signed too..

Miki: "Kanasawa Takame".

Hinode: Have you read the rest of the letter?

Miki: No, I didn't. To be honest, I just.. don't really care about their relationship.

Miki: I just want to know more about her crime and that's all.

Hinode: Hmm.. Well, we also can't be sure that this letter really was written by her manager.

Hinode: Maybe it's just someone who works here pretending to be her.

Hinode: *laughs* Imagine them writing this. That would be so funny.

Miki: If Maruyama-san realizes that this letter isn't actually from her manager..

Miki: .. I think she won't take it well.

Hinode: Well, that's what we have these things for, right?

Miki: .. Hinode-san, I will use these only when the prisoner is about to hurt someone or when it's okay to return their memories to them.

Hinode: Okay, okay. You're so strict.. You really are a perfect guard.

Hinode: .. I wonder what my brother has asked for.

Miki: His request actually wasn't that unique or out of the ordinary for him.

Miki: He just asked me for some hair dye again.

Hinode: Again?.. I thought he had already dyed his hair after the second trial. Wasn't it his first request after getting voted guilty?

Miki: He said that I got the wrong color for him.

Hinode: Oh..

Hinode: And what color did he actually want?

Miki: Black.

Hinode: Going back to his natural color, huh..

Miki: Finally, Himura-san..

Miki: .. She asked for a voice recorder.

Hinode: .. Are we even allowed to give her that?

Miki: Well, it's one of the presents, so.. I guess we are.

Miki: Listen, if I was allowed to give your brother a knife, I think voice recorder is more than okay.

Hinode: Well, I don't think whoever is in charge of this prison cares that much about the prisoners' safety, but if these prisoners find out something they weren't supposed to..

Miki: .. Whatever Himura-san does with this thing is none of my business.

Miki: A-anyway, I'm done with wrapping presents. Let's go, we shouldn't keep them waiting.

Miki: "I hope Eiji-san is doing okay.. I wish I could bring something to him as a present.."

***

???: Man, these prisoners are weird.

???: Spray paint? A cat glass figure?

???: I expected more from them.

???: To be honest, I have a bad feeling about this.

???: Really? Why?

???: I don't know, it's like..

???: Almost all of them are planning to use their presents in some way?

???: Why would someone request a voice recorder? Why would someone request spray paint? 

???: .. Are you telling me the third prisoner's gonna try to kill someone with an anime girl figure?

???: Do I look like I know what's going on inside his head?!

???: True.

???: Anyway, do you think you've done a good job with that letter?

???: I-I don't know. I've tried my best.

???: Well, now a poor lovestruck girl's mental health fully depends on how good you are at copying someone's handwriting, so..

???: If she snaps, that's gonna be on you~

???: Look, I'm already under too much pressure!..

???: Ehehe, it's okay. Come here, come here~

???: S-stop, this is embarrassing..

???: Also, do you think that girl.. you know.. has already watched the video I asked Jackalope to show her?

???: Well, judging by her suddenly asking for new earrings..

???: I think she's starting to understand something.

???: Do you think they will be mad at us?

???: Well, even if they will, who cares?

???: After all..

???: I am the real goddess of this place.

[elizabethrobertajones]

[the TARDIS arrives at Gatwick airport in 1966 where Polly witnesses a murder]

The murder is going to be your other travelling companion who is a scot from the 1700s??? You can't just take him to present day Glasgow airport???????????

...

I'm really enjoying the 2nd doctor but largely in comparison to how the creep of time is introducing more and more recognisable TV drama standards and easing my 21st century brain into things in a more familiar way.

There was also a real churn of companions after the first squad departed so I didn't really check in with the end of the seasons with posts because they're not lining up their appearances and disappearances with ends and beginnings of seasons, so the binge watch doesn't have good start and end markers and makes it really easy to forget that that would have been a good place to make a post with an update.

While I can see from like the grand scope of history psychoanalysing the Doctor he let his granddaughter go and then sequentially collected 2 more girls of similar age to fuss over with the exact same language and affection and then they inevitably also moved on because they were randos and not his actual beloved family he could keep forever, so he accidentally just compounded that trauma, it also was kind of a whirl when you have to also skip chunks of missing episodes here and there, drastically shortening the time the audience gets with them. So he kinda burned through 2 replacement granddaughters in a week and then regenerated of old age.

I had really high hopes for the first adult replacement companion, err... Steven? he missed a ton of episodes including the whole set after his intro, and also his parting episodes. (The trend of the BBC saying all the costumes sounded like a hassle to recreate as to why there's no animation really lines up with what sounds like real problematic concepts for modern audiences so I think these episodes may just kinda. Accidentally stay lost. Oops, says the BBC.) Anyway this guy seemed really interesting from his intro then was just a shouty man who was probably rather fumbled in execution, or else only interesting in the missing content.

The 2nd doctor is someone who I know only from pop culture as a face who comes in slide shows of all the doctors, and literally nothing else. Looking at the lost episodes list and how the animated recreations are very recent, I can see how he was probably only known very well to people who really put an effort in to read or listen to deep nerdy fan Doctor Who stuff, and the whole show being on iplayer is such a new development I feel like it's the first chance for average half-invested people to only just meet him. And almost entirely as an animated character.

He inherited the adult companions from the last doctor - Polly and Ben - who are really good characters both of them. Or at least, Polly was from her intro episode and shows flashes of brilliance when not just being used as the screaming damsel (alas). She had great chemistry with the previous companion Dodo (who was a bit older seeming than the other "child" designated girls and liked fashion and clubbing so represented the granddaughter parade growing older and away from the Doctor I guess and just chose to stay in modern London off screen). Since Dodo never even came back to say goodbye, I was very disappointed she and Polly didn't get more than one episode to hang out.

Ben is an absolute treasure though, I'd recommend watching just for him because he's the most normal lad guy with a force of personality, and he's charmed me by basically just existing as a bloke who is a stalwart stand up guy being put in Situations. Missing a few episodes with him so I have no idea if we learn WHY he was in deep depression on introduction (the same episode that set up Polly) or if he was cured by having a sense of purpose travelling with the Doctor. It could also be once again the intro episode gives us chewy characters but then doesn't bother chewing them once we have them vs how all the modern companions are basically leading the show with their emotional plots. The episodes are very oriented still towards action and if the characters have challenging moments they are of course very repressed and British about dealing with it.

By season 4 when we have the second doctor he shows up acting all kooky and it's hard to tell at first if he's just like that because he regenerated and doesn't know who he is, but I'm far enough along now that while he's stabilised he's definitely trying too hard and has the same vibes as Matt Smith trying to follow Tennant did.

In this case, he literally seems not to have changed his clothes since the regeneration and I think it's been a whole season or two since he changed, and he's still wearing the First Doctor's suit hanging off him all too-large shirt and jacket, and the belt knotted at the front to keep his trousers up. It's very symbolic and knowing that he just tried to replace a beloved character but also watching it, he's really just playing along the tropes of what the Doctor is supposed to do and not contributing more than like, funny little quirks to the original formula, rather than being a whole different guy and it's just suffering the inevitable drag that happens when you do that and don't go hard in another lane.

In this case the only real change that's setting the action is that they're not having him be grandfatherly and don't have a companion he treats like a granddaughter, and are allowing the adult companions to help set a tone, so it's good the 3 of them have strong personalities (Polly's trap in the misogyny of the era aside) and are taking part in a lot of action because they can fill out a lot of the space around the Doctor and help actually give some personality to what's happening, since the 2nd Doctor is giving plot required meddling and nonsense but his personality is just not filling up the space like the 1st did. Far more mad scientist but without the forcefulness that I didn't even like from the 1st Doctor but at least was a real unarguable powerhouse performance.

Anyway all the episodes are missing where the Doctor heads off to 18th century Scotland and just collects a random guy there, so you jump right to him taking this lad to Sci Fi Scenarios and he's there in a kilt and freaking out about everything because he's got no reference. I was talking to my mum about all this and we agreed if you did the same to a 1940/50s guy he'd be almost as mentally unprepared but as soon as you hit the 60s and have people who've even heard of a space race you get companions who are ready to conceptualise things in a different way and don't feel as historical. The Modern Era Doctors could grab a 1960s companion if they felt like it and they wouldn't feel as out of place in terms of being able to understand casually what is happening around them at all times, is what I mean.

Interesting framework for like, a meta explanation for why the Doctor's travels suddenly kick into gear when he hits the 60s and starts sort of, having picked up companions from there and needing to go back there to drop them off and pick up new kids in the same week, begins to anchor to our modern time progression. Just because he hits the start of humans having a brain for space travel and thinking of modern sci fi concepts and understand the basic principles of science we still use as a baseline today, and he begins at the very start of when people were ready for that and in that very loop de loop way ends up following along the progress as he takes companions from further and further down this timeline in a semi-chronological order.

Although the modern ones all being FIRMLY from our present day does make it very funny that we've had a girl from the future as the 2nd granddaughter, and now a lad from the far enough past to make it REALLY weird in this early run when there didn't seem to be such strict rules on where people could come from to be an Official Companion.

Absolute "this would kill a medieval peasant" behaviour.

In a chunk of very lost episodes in the 1st doctor's run wikipedia described him taking a girl from Troy and accidentally getting her killed by space aliens in the far future. (I've also noticed he does a lot of killing thousands of people or carelessly exploding companions in the missing episodes... Talk about BBC propaganda XD)

I think after watching several episodes with Jamie the 1700s Scottish piper as a companion, he may be one of my favourites though, just because he's been in a long run of future episodes with lots of aliens and nonsense. Guy's fought Daleks and Cybermen and weird crab aliens and he's doing ALRIGHT for someone in his situation. Gold star for culture shock recovery.

I guess I will watch what happens to him when he sees an airplane for the first time now.

[justagirlwhowritess]

Song: Dial Drunk by Noah Kahan (this man's album has my HEART). Lyrics in Bold

Pairing: Dabi x Fem! Reader (flashbacks in italics) (y/h/n = your hero name)

Genre: Angsty

Warning: Toxic Relationship, mentions of alcohol, jealousy, season 6 spoiler.

I'm remembering I promised to forget you now

But it's raining, and I'm calling drunk

And my medicine is drowning your perspective out

So I ain't taking any fault

Am I honest still? Am I half the man I used to be?

I doubt it, forget about it, whatever

It's all the same, anyways

Dabi’s POV:

“I can’t do this anymore Touya!” she cried covering her hands with her face. I hate seeing her cry. “What do you mean?” The words caught her by surprise. She laughed. “I’m done. Get your shit, get out and forget about me. I can’t deal with you anymore.” her words burned. I felt the fire bubble through my chest, taking a breath as my hand started to ignite. “I will forget you. That’s a fucking promise, doll.” I spat storming out of the apartment we once shared. 

Fuck I was drunk. Sitting in the dark alleyway, fumbling between the bottle and the phone that was shattered. Thoughts from years ago plagued my thoughts. I hadn’t forgotten about her. How could I? I dialed the number I had memorized many years ago. She has had over a decade to change it, to move on. “Hello?” Her sweet voice came through the speaker. She didn’t know the number. Being a villain has its perks I guess. “I miss you.” I slurred into the phone. She groaned. “This, again?” I couldn't see her but I can tell that she is pinching the bridge of her nose. “You don’t miss me. You’re drunk Toyua.” She hung up. This isn’t my fault. She kicked me out. It wasn’t the first time. Wouldn’t be the last. I dialed the number once more. It went to voicemail. I drunkenly tried to collect my thoughts. “Y/n please answer the phone. Do you still think I'm honest? Half the man I was when we were growing up? Please pick up.” I finished the bottle and struggled to open the other, shoving the phone into my pocket. I’m not letting this go. I’m not forgetting her.

I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown

In the name of someone I no longer know

For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone

Traffic lights and a transmitter radio

I don't like that when they threw me in the car 

I gave your name as my emergency phone call

Honey, it rang and rang even the cops thought you were wrong for hanging up

I dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'd die for you

“Touya, leave him alone, he didn’t do anything!” She was trying to stop me from beating the shit out of her prom date. I had dumped her about a month ago and she dared to take someone else. He got handsy and I couldn’t control myself. She looked like she needed saving. “No. You asked him to stop. He didn’t.” I spat, throwing another punch. Wouldn’t be the first time I've thrown a punch for this girl and it wouldn’t be the last. “Touya please, that's enough. I’ll go with you, just please let’s get out of here.” She pleaded. I took her hand in mine, the mascara was running down her face. I ruined her night, I can tell, but she would never admit it.

Looking back I probably could have controlled myself better, considering I hardly know her anymore. I stood, stumbling and made my way down the street to her apartment, or the league, whichever was close. “Stop” A booming voice called. Cops fuck. I tried to get away, feeling more drunk than I had just a moment ago. I ended up in the backseat of the car. “Hey, shithead, don't I get a phone call?” I cursed. He grunted but obliged anyway. “Who do you wanna call, asshole?” he spat. “Y/h/n” I mumbled, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. “You want me to call a pro hero to come pick your drunken, villain ass up?” He asked. I nodded shuffling to get my phone out of my pocket to give him the number. “She’s my emergency contact. She always will be.” I huffed. He put the phone on speaker, it rang and rang. “Hello?” the voice gumbled tiredly. I must have woken her up. “Y/n. I need you to come get me, I got locked up. Please.” I hiccuped, the car starting to spin. “Fuck you, Dabi. I hope you fucking rot.” She spat and hung up. “Damn dude, that’s cold. What did you do to her?” The cop laughed. I shook my head. “Too much..Let me call her again.” I spat once we reached the station. The cop begrudgingly agreed. The phone rang and rang. She wasn’t picking up this time.

I'm untethering from the parts of me you'd recognize

From charming to alarming in seconds

I'll be bedridden, and I'll let the pain metastasize

But that's morning, I'll forget it

And the dial tone is all I have

“It’s like I don’t even recognize you anymore!” She pleaded with me as I had gotten locked up again. She came to pick me up without complaint again and again. “Doll, do we have to do this now?” I grunted. “Yes. We do.” She was curt, shoving me into the passenger seat, I drunkenly stumbled but sat anyway, feeling the hangover start to settle in. “Doll, I can’t even see straight.” I hiccuped. She rolled her eyes. “You always do this. I tried to ignore it but I can’t anymore. It’s becoming alarming.” Her tone softened, rubbing the back of my burned hand with her soft thumb. She sighed. “We have to talk about it eventually, Touya.” her words lingered in the air, only to be forgotten in the morning.

The dial tone is all I get of her now. I miss her screaming at me to be a better person. 

I'd die for you

I beg you, sir, just let me call

I'll give you my blood alcohol

I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cell

I'll change my faith I'll praise the flag

Let's wait I swear she'll call me back

"Son, are you a danger to yourself?"

Fuck that, sir just let me call

I'll give you my blood alcohol

I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cell

I'll change my faith I'll kiss the badge

Let's wait I swear she'll call me back

"Son, why do you do this to yourself?"

“Give me one more call. I don’t want to sit in this fucking cell all night.” I spat in an almost pleading tone. I would change it all for her. “We need your blood alcohol to come down before we release you, but we can’t check because you threaten to burn us alive if we get close.” The cop’s attitude had returned. “Let me call her, I will let you have my blood alcohol. I'll even sit in the cell with the rest of these idiots. Just let me call her one more time.” I sounded fucking pathetic, but I knew I could ware her down. She would crumble and come and get me, like she used to. The alcohol has my head swirling but I know I can convince her to come get me, she still loves me, she’s loved me forever. I love her. The cop sighs and hands me my phone. Drunkenly I dial her number for the 5th or 6th time tonight. No answer. I sighed holding the phone to my chest. She will call back. “Son, are you going to hurt yourself?” The cop asked, I felt my burnt tear ducts try to do something. Let’s not cry blood right now. “No. Don’t be fucking stupid. She’s gonna call me back.” The cop rolled his eyes. “Give me the phone. Why do you do this to yourself?” I shook my head, refusing orders, adding that to the charge list with being drunk and disorderly. “She will call me back.” I said with more confidence. Thankfully, she didn’t make me out to be a liar. “Y/n” I picked up on the second ring. “What police station are you at?” She demanded. I smirked, I knew I would get her to crumble. She always has. I gave her the location. “Give me 10 minutes.” She hung up before I could respond. 

The 10 minutes were achingly slow, until she appeared, disheveled, hair a mess, in pajamas, last night's makeup hadn’t been washed off her face, she had been crying, over me, again. She looked beautiful. “Is he free to go, officer?” She asked curtly. The cop looked shocked. “Uh yeah, just keep him inside the rest of the evening.” He unlocked the cell. I was more sober now than when I had gotten here just hours ago. “Get in the fucking car, Dabi.” “Yes ma’am.” I replied, moving past her outside of the station. I got in the car and she just stared at me. “I love you y/n” I whispered, cupping her cheek. “I love you Touya.”

I dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'd die for you

[epicfranb]

WHO'S READY TO HEAR A NEW AU?? FROM ME????? WOOHOOOOO

Anyway remember a post i made about assigning hermits superpowers. No worries if you didn't see it btw. Basically, i talked about how i looove coming up with superpowers, but usually have no idea how to tie the plot together... The last concept i had was pretty boring (hermits get isekai'd into the real world. Blegh), but i think i got something here. Take my hand and let's go.... Into the read more

Bdubs comes home from work to find his girlfriend, who he lives with, Cleo, murdered. And the murderer, still at the scene! The murderer disappears right before Bdubs's eyes, and leaves shards of glass behind. The investigation obviously takes place, and, after long questioning and everything, Bdubs is forced to spend the night at a hotel, exhausted. Strange things continue to happen, as everything becomes strangely quiet, as though the entire world had stopped. There is knocking on the door, but no answer; until a tall woman, mysterious but strangely normal looking, enters the room. She introduces herself as Pearl and gives Bdubs a clock, saying he lost it. Bdubs doesn't recognize it, until Pearl shows that his name is engraved on the backside. That's when Bdubs remembers that it was his former friend, Etho, who made this clock for him. They haven't talked in such a long time, but Bdubs was still devastated that he lost such as precious item. Pearl doesn't even hint at where she found it or how she has it, but she says that it's been away, quietly collecting magical power. Turns out, the clock can stop time - Pearl shows him how, and after Bdubs puts the palm of his hand on the face of the clock, the time resumes, the ambient noises are back and Pearl just... Disappears, with no answers.

As if Bdubs wasn't stressed enough already, Cleo's body also goes missing. One of those days, Bdubs walks by his house and sees a familiar silhouette... It speaks with a familiar voice, though horribly distorted. The person is Cleo, a walking corpse. She calms Bdubs down to the best of her ability and they try to catch up on what's going on. Turns out, Cleo woke up with a strange woman looking at her; it was the same woman that Bdubs met, Pearl! Cleo thinks she probably was given a little time to finish her business, and decides that the last thing she has to do in this world... Is to take revenge on her killer. Bdubs thinks it's uncharacteristic of them; he thought they'd say something like, "to spend my last days doing what i love, with someone i love". But Cleo says they have a specific reason why they want to take revenge. It's because they know the killer! They don't tell Bdubs who it is though.

Now, i haven't figured out what happens next yet. Here's some miscellaneous stuff ig

Some people may have guessed that "person disappears before your eyes and leaves glass shards behind" sounds like a specific power i have for a specific someone... It's Etho, actually. But also, writing this, i thought how cool would that be... If they meet Etho and find out about his power, and think oh it's so obviously him. But he swears it's not. And plot twist it's actually someone else who framed him ghhhhgghh do i wanna say who i have in mind. Do i wanna say. Um. I was thinking Lizzie. Idk. Idk. I think it's cool tho

There's gonna be other peepos in this AU too!! I'm thinking it's gonna be groups of people who start off seeming unconnected, but gradually your realize they're all part of one story (i love this sort of thing!!). The other group will be the Magic Mountains bros (or whatever they're called). So far I have thought of powers for Scar and Joel, and i have ideas but am undecided on Gem, Grian and Skizz, and haven't even began thinking about Impulse.. And mumbo (i keep forgetting he exists)

I thought it'd be funny if Grian had to throw a dice for everything he does and let luck decide if he succeeds or fails. No particular reason for it, other than sort of? adapting a curse i had for him in another AU but for a different setting. In that other AU, he had a curse where, when he would involve himself in someone else's business, the result of his involvement would be the opposite of what he intended. Here, i adapted the basic idea of this, which is: Grian's actions are not under his control, and are independent from his intentions. The only thing is... The rest of them have actual powers, but Grian is stuck with a curse again LMAO i will keep thinking about this.

For Scar, it's a power that i talked about and, in fact, also headcanon for his Hermitcraft character. It's that he has (pretty limited) shapeshifting abilities. Essentially, he can change a few basic things about himself, but he can't, like, turn into a tiger or into a rock. So he has to remain human basically. I think.

For Joel i wanted something crazy. I remembered an AU i had for another fandom, so i gave him a power based on that. Whenever Joel has a bleeding open wound, he goes berserk.. he has increased strength, but can hardly control himself. He ends up being covered in scars, poor boy.

For Gem, i initially had nature powers in mind. Her talent and love for building organics could translate very well into something like controlling plants. But then i remembered, if I'm (sort of) basing this group on season 10, should i give her water powers instead? Hm.

For Skizz, uh, I'm like. I REALLY want something that's kind of like... It SCREAMS that it's Skizz's power, or maybe it enhances his already present character traits. But so far the only thing i came up with is... Super duper eyesight. He can see ridiculously far, with all the detail, but also ridiculously close. What do you think. I think it's a cool power but I'm not sure it fits.

As for Pearl, i think she's kind of like... Not the "mastermind", but something like an outside force who has more powers and information than everybody else. Perhaps she isn't even human. I thought it'd be neat if she only appeared during a full moon.

Oh, and on Etho, of course. His power is to go fully non-existent for short times, but he leaves glass shards behind. In addition to that, he needs to keep a strong grip on his consciousness in this state, or it will disappear as well and he will forever remain this weird type of ghost.

That is all i have for now (i think)! I just like thinking, guys. I guess i should really get into a habit of finishing stuff though... It definitely won't be this time lmao sorry. Please do talk to me about this though UwU

[inherstars]

Marcisms

This list requires some explanation. I'm officially adding a tag to my Tumblr.

So, as long as I've known him, my husband has said completely random shit out of absolutely nowhere. Sometimes he'll just be changing the lyrics to a song, sometimes he'll forget a word or phrase, and will replace with a seemingly random series of other words, sometimes there's absolutely no context whatsoever, and we'll be driving somewhere and he'll say something completely unhinged. They became so off the wall that I had to start writing them down.

Example: Back when we ate meat, we were walking up to a restaurant when the smell of cooking meat hit him and caused his brain to short circuit. He said, "Do you think they've got steak milk face."

While out shopping I bought a pair of gloves, and when we left the shop he asked me if I still had my "finger socks." I'm like, "...do you mean gloves? Those are called gloves."

He has also called socks with those little non-slip nubbins on the soles "Grippy slow pull-ons."

While getting up to feed the cats: "Who wants hot dogs??" (We don't feed the cats hot dogs)

To be absolutely clear: he has never had a stroke or anything similar. But it has gotten to the point where sometimes I absently tune out his background chatter because some of it is complete nonsense, and he's like, "Didn't you hear me earlier?" and I'm like, "Do you not hear some of the things that come out of you?"

So anyway, now I keep a note on my phone where I collect the random shit he says. I will try to provide context where possible, but sometimes there's literally no context at all, it just came out of nowhere:

"Do you have anything else that gets ripped into my doodles?" (No context available)

"Is that one of the flippity ones with the slips?" (He was asking me for something, God only knows what.)

"Clown vomits while a homeless person fingers his asshole." (Who knows?? I think he was exemplifying some of the random headlines we'd been hearing lately.)

"Ooh. My hip bone's connected to my leg bone a little bit." (He had a pain in his leg, apparently)

"They call him Falafel, cause that’s his name. He’s America’s favorite horse." (ABSOLUTELY ZERO CONTEXT. Came out of fucking nowhere. This may be my favorite one.)

"Have I talked to you about my lord and savior The Stankerbeans? (No idea.)

"Ninety-nine nine, Hawky Magoos" (There's a local radio station that's called 99.9 The Hawk, but beyond that I've got nothing)

"Oh God. They’re gonna Tick-Tock their fucking cotton candy." (Saw some teenagers at a festival or something)

"Everyone has a second ear" (He was singing "Hark the Herald Angels Sing" and this replaced 'Glory to the newborn king' for some reason.)

"Wherever you go, if you have to poo, I will be right there laughing at you." (Sung to the tune of Right Here Waiting" by Richard Marx.)

"Twisty McButtbaby" (Random name he assigned to someone)

“Momma Baloney says, ‘Ride behind me, fuckers.” (I think we saw a couple on a motorcycle?)

"Mrs. Grandma’s Cookies" (I got nothing.)

“Here she is... Miss Undead Tee-Taws.” (He saw somebody with a very unusual look, I guess.)

"Sliced circles with pasta on them sauce" (He was trying to remember the word 'polenta'. This is my second favorite behind Falfel, America's favorite horse.)

"Where’s the love tower? The little... juice-tron." (He was looking for something around the house, I literally could not tell you what. We don't own a juicer.)

"Premature E-boop-ulation" (No idea.)

“I haven’t seen the new Comcast building. It’s got that extra noodle. What? It has a little diblet on top!” (Also driving into Philly).

(*burps*) It’s like one of those jigamaroles! (Out of nowhere)

"Lady Stinkeola von Pooperton" (No idea, but could have been referring to one of the cats.)

"Sagamuffins McRainbows" (Again, random name assigned to someone)

"Where else can you put a giant poop in your mouth and fill up your lungs with cancerous toxins?" (I think he was referring to a cigar bar.)

"Todd Punchcock" (Again: random name he gave to someone)

“Closed every glip-glorp.” (Said randomly as we passed an nearby arcade / pizza place called 'Planet Trog')

"Diphalopopalus" = Dilophosaurus

"Flat schmaps" / "Bread strips" = crescent dough

(Randomly, after farting) "It's a whole thing my butt does."

I will continue to add to this list over time.

[dream-meister-translations]

CYRUS - VOICE COLLECTION

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"I need more training than anyone else…I'm not a strong knight by any means…"

"……Are you having fun with me? Why are you laughing….That was a serious question….You're an odd one…"

"I can't forget the vase I saw the other day. The shape, color, and texture….Everything about it was supreme."

"I can't think of anything to talk about…Can you pick a topic?"

"There are still things to protect."

"I have to become stronger."

"Your dedication and support of the Meisters is heartwarming to see. I am so glad that you were the one who landed the job as guild keeper."

"You make me feel strangely empowered…I want to protect everything with this power…I want to protect you too…"

"I do not wish to fight needlessly, however, I will continue to wield my sword if it is to protect you and my comrades."

"You have courage and a strong heart. As a fellow member of the Order, I look forward to working with you again in the future."

"I'm afraid my presence here will put a damper on the festive atmosphere. But, I will do my duty to the best of my ability."

"I want to protect your carefree smile."

"Watch your step when you get out of the carriage."

"Nobody is ever going to hurt you."

"Gather round, guardians of the moon. My friends will not be harmed."

"….No. I'm not angry. This is how I always am."

"If it's convenient for you, invite me again."

"I just finished my mission. I think I can take it easy for a little while."

"Are you not interested in hearing about my missions?"

"If that's not what you want to hear it's fine. I don't know what else to talk about."

"…..Why are you staring at me?"

"When I'm being watched, I feel uneasy…"

"Is there something you want me to do? I'm sorry, I'm not very good at guessing."

"You keep staring at my face, is there something funny about it?"

"When we were little, Emilio and I used to have staring contests. …I miss doing that."

"What's up? Did you just call for me?"

"No, I wasn't ignoring you…I was just waiting for you to tell me your request."

"You don't have to call me that many times. I heard you the first time."

"…Sorry. I don't know what you're looking for…"

"If you want someone to talk to, you should find someone else."

"……………….?"

"I usually walk alone. It feels strange to walk with someone else like this."

"You're having a good time with me? How strange…"

"It's nice to spend time like this with you once in a while."

"After taking a break I always train twice as hard."

"How do I spend my time off? I read a lot of novels."

"When I have time off I try to keep up with my training. I'm still a work in progress."

"Hm…When I have time off I clean my room and polish my vases."

"Why are you asking me what I like to do with my free time? No, I'm not offended…I was just genuinely curious."

"You want to know more about me? ……..What an odd one."

"If you don't mind, I'd like to know what you do with your free time."

"Vases are great. You can see the life of the person who owned it, or the time period, just by looking at their shape and color."

"Vases…!? Yes, I like them a lot. They don't have to be expensive. I can spend all day looking at them…"

"You're talking about vases? You're interested in them too? That's…Nice to hear for a change."

"I'm sorry…I talked about vases for a long time…Was it boring?"

"You want to hear more…? Are you sure…?"

"Okay, then let's talk. I am particularly fond of this vase. It is hundreds of years old…"

"You want me to teach you self-defense? I feel like there's someone else who would be more qualified."

"If you encounter a dangerous situation, you should first consider running away."

"I'll play the role of the thug, you deal with me."

"When your arm is grabbed, you can easily escape by twisting your elbow like this."

"Okay, how would you react if someone grabbed you from behind like this? ….Why is your face getting red…?"

"Emma…? Why are you suddenly so quiet…?"

"I see you're working late…Don't work too hard, okay?"

"Are you having conversations with Emilio like this…? No, I'm not upset, I'm just curious."

"How many times have we gone out like this…?"

"Give me your hand, Emma. If we hold them together like this, I'm sure we won't lose each other."

"I really don't want to go home, but I probably should…"

"Spending time with you is so peaceful…I think I'm gonna let this time get the better of me."

"Why are you holding my hand…? No, it's not that I don't like it, I was simply surprised."

"Your hands are so small…They're likely to break if I apply too much pressure, so I'll be careful."

"I'm a little worried about hurting your hand."

"All I want is to protect you and my friends."

"It's strange…When you're next to me, I feel so peaceful."

"Do I look tired? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you. I'll be fine."

"Even when I don't speak, you seem to understand me."

"I want to protect you from all dangers."

"Rely on me whenever you are in pain."

"Are you cold? I can lend you my jacket."

"…You haven't let go of me this whole time. No…I don't mind."

"I feel like I'm keeping you to myself…It makes me feel a little guilty."

"I'm not good at talking, but when I'm with you I can't seem to keep my mouth shut."

"This sword was given to me by my father. It's called the Demon Sword, it cuts through all things."

"I want to use it to protect, not to hurt."

"Aren't you afraid of my sword? Everyone around here is afraid of it, but not you. You're an odd one.

"If I were Emilio I would be able to escort you effortlessly…But…"

"Your eyes look straight through me and never fear me…"

"You got me a gift for my birthday? It's a great honor."

(gift like) "This is my favorite…I'll accept it gratefully."

(gift normal) "The real pleasure of gift giving is that you get something you wouldn't choose for yourself."

(gift dislike) "I…Don't know what to do with something like this…But you gave it to me…So, thanks…"

"I was on a mission the other day and came across a shop and found this. Thought you might like it."

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EMILIO : Cyrus, with me as the Sun Knight and you as the Moon Knight, let's make sure to fulfill our missions. CYRUS : Yes…I'll keep training so I can catch up to you, brother.

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EMILIO : I'll pave the way! CYRUS : Emilio…Don't do anything rash

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EMILIO : Cyrus, thanks for your help. CYRUS : Oh, uh….You too…

[exoticalmonde]

Girlies, Buoys and other friendlies, guess who is back on the Genshin phone experience because I just couldn't stand being unable to play anymore. It's been a year and a half since my pc refused to play the game and 6 months since I decided Honkai SR would be better. I can't. I need Neuvillette. I need to have him in my hands and squish him and kiss him. All the underwater things I find and kill are yours, please just come home Chief Justice.

BABAAAA LOOK AT THEM OOOO SO CHONKY little blub blub babo I adore you with all my heart.

My pride and joy every big patch is to collect all the books that I can. When will I read them? Who knows, honestly. I had so much fun reading 'The Fox and the Sea of Dandelions', so I really want to know about the Fontaine fables. I'm going in so blind you can call me Mrs. Echolocation.

Is this good?

I got the entire set with simmilar stuff. Suppose whoever needs them is gonna be lucky.

I'm also missing so much food aaa

Only 450 egg rolls. We need to get them to 700 again.

Uh... SIR? I mean, yeah I just came to your town and it all looks posh and pretty and people are well-dressed and all your food has sugar in it for whatever reason. As a person who enjoys being salty you're surprisingly inefficient in using it.

I ADORE ADORE THE COPELIUS AND COPELLIA DANCERS SO MUCH THANK YOU HOYOVERSE FOR MAKING THEM DANCE WITHOUT INTERRUPTION BECAUSE THAT IS THE COOLECT BOSS EVER IN MY LIFE THANK

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After that brief intervention of me staring at them for 20 minutes and chasing them with my screen in the middle of the stage, we're back to looking for stuff.

I want to craft the weapons for Fontaine, I heard they're pretty cool.

I'm going to cry.

OI, OI what am I getting myself into. Quick, Paimon, lie about something I'm sure you have learned over the years on how to make u-

P... Pumpkin..... Protocol....

IS IT CHIEF JUSTICE DID HE BUY YOUR PAINTINGS BECAUSE HE LOVES THEM YOU CUTE CUTE PRETTY THING OH NO I NEED TO HUG YOU

Melusines are so much better than the Aranara, I'm sorry. Also so much more expressive in their animation. It's a little like I'm watching muppets. That's the thought that was in my head earlier at least, alas... They're too sweet to call anything but sea angels.

Neuvillette you've outdone yourself.

Uh... Paimon, let's go somewhere else. I think he needs time alone.

I have so many questions, so many things I want to do. I want to pull out Kaveh but Chongyun is so helpful. I need an electro character but I've been collecting the water flowers on the surface and they need a Hydro character. Neuvillette come home.

Also, I didnt expect the rumoyrs to be true but it seems that all Fontaine characters do the dolphin jump INCLUDING traveller when they're Hydro oriented. Very bizzare, like they learned to swim perfectly out of no where.

The anxiety of setting foot in water ever time is going to eat me alive until I forget this is only in Fontaine and I run 0 energy into a body of water deeper than my ankles and freaking die in Inazuma.