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After working up enough energy, Thursday comes out of her room to go check on Doomsday's friends to see how they're holding up. Being sort of the one in charge around the Office, she feels that it's her responsibility to check on the others and keep things in order around here.

She knocks on the Atlanteans' door. "Milo? Rourke? You guys in there? You wanna talk?"

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There was a few sounds from inside, then a set of heavier footfalls told her who it was before the door even opened. Sure enough, it was Rourke who answered.

"Oh good. Just the person we need. Come in, please." He sounded tired and sad at the same time. And given the visible wet spot on his shirt on one shoulder, it wasn't hard to guess what he'd been doing before she arrived. He led her inside and walked over to the sofa, gently placing a hand on what looked like just a blanket, except for the pair of legs sticking out of it....and the head that moved when Rourke touched it, lifting up to reveal a face still wet with tears and big soft brown eyes red from crying.

"Mi? Thursday's here to see us, although....I think it's you who's more in need. I'm gonna let her have a seat with you, okay?"

"Don't leave, Lyle." He said, his voice barely a whisper, and with a bit of a squeak in it.

"I won't, I promise. I'll just be right over here." Milo nodded slowly and sniffed back a few tears. Rourke nodded and moved aside so Thursday could get to Milo's side.

[weirdway-jester]

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extra info: dani is wearing one for these but i cut it above the abs for... reasons..

[alieinthemorning]

Sorry if this goes against the rules (dark nature but idk if this counts) but like, can u write about Leona feeling especially depressed and not being able to even get out of bed, then the reader-insert comes to wake him up (on behalf of Ruggie) and then realised and comforts him? Like angst to comfort! But no rush and no worries if this request is declined! I'll just ask something else then!

Lean on Me [Leona Kingscholar]

Content: Depressed Leona Kingscholar, Blood and Injury, Literal Sleeping Together, Bathing/Washing, Hurt/Comfort, Strong Language

Pronouns: None

Continuation of: For Thee, Not for Me [Leona Kingscholar || Malleus Draconia]

Reblogs: Let me know that you enjoy my work and want to see more, so don’t forget to like and reblog (and comment in the tags. I love seeing people’s rambles in the tags)!

This work’s concepts, plot and original characters are my own which means I do not allow any sort of creative theft nor do I allow my work to be entered into any sort of A.I. bots. Thank you for respecting my space and boundaries.

He knew he should have just stayed in bed. Shouldered this shit on Ruggie (he was competent enough), and just not have been fucking bothered.

But he did, and it came with consequences (other than him leaving his bed).

He wasn't paying attention, too stuck in his own head to realize that one of the mutts had fucked up, and the damn disc was headed straight for his noggin.

Shit was flying fast enough that it knocked him clear on his ass. It hurt like hell, the pain in the side of his head and his back, but shit—he'd rather be on the fucking ground than possibly bleeding to death than standing and acting like he wasn't on the fucking cliff's edge.

But then there you were (of course you were), kneeling beside him as you assessed the damages. You gently brushed the sticky brown locks away from the wound, wincing at what you saw. You caught your bottom lip between your teeth as you silent contemplated something.

He opened his mouth, ready to stop you from doing something stupid (that stupid thing being saving his life).

But it was too late.

“Worry not, there’s nothing for you to abide by. Leave all your worries to me. For Me, Not Thee.”

And then he was sitting up with just left with a dull headache,

and your unconscious body that fell into his lap.

You'd been asleep for a week now. Vita told him that it was a combination of a White Cold and Rapid Blot Accumulation. She told him that it wasn't his fault, that you were well aware of the consequences of overusing your Signature Spell.

Epel did bother hiding his glare. He was pissed, and rightfully so. He may have looked up to him, but he considered you as family. And here he was sitting at your bedside, as if he had the fucking right.

But regardless of Epel's silent furry, he remained there.

But he knew that wasn't it.

"You fucked up." Ruggie had told him one day as he had delivered his lunch. He didn't tell him to do, but his reasoning had to do with you.

"If you don't feed you, and I don't feed you, guess who's gonna be pissed."

When he asked Ruggie to watch you, he never expected for him to actually befriend you. He even stopped taking the money he had been paying him, calling it dirty money. He shrugged it off, less money out of his pocket.

"You better start learning how to grovel, Prince." Title, no name. "Or else someone else will force you on your knees.

If he had been paying attention to his surroundings, you wouldn't have been laying here. If he had been paying attention to you, he would have realized that you weren't fit to even be at practice that day (because he knows that you'd fight him tooth and nail to heal whoever was hurt).

Zigvolt had given him a good right hook when he appeared in the infirmary. Silver was there as well, he could have stopped him, but he didn't (and he didn't blame him).

"You'd best pray to any and all gods that will listen, Kingscholar." His eyes flashed with something dangerous—a promise. "May my lord forgive me for what I will do to you."

Hell, he should have just stayed in bed and wallowed like a fucking coward.

Draconia appeared late at night before Vita officially kicked him out. He simply looked over your sleeping form with a pitiful look on his face.

That didn't wash away when his eerie Fae gaze found his own muted chartreuse one.

But he didn't, and now you were the one paying the price.

"Oi, Vita." A chair scraping against tile.

Two muffled voices, a door softly shutting, and a sigh.

You give yourself a few more minutes to accumulate to your current setting before slowly opening your eyes.

"Was that Leona, Vita?"

The one frowned as she looked at you over her heart-shaped glasses. "That's really the first thing you ask me?"

You give a dismissive hum, "...I suppose so."

"You are such a—yes, that was him."

"Okay." And then you closed your eyes again.

Close to a week later is when you were discharged, and allowed to return to classes. And that's exactly what you didn't do. Instead, you went on the prowl for a hiding lion. However, you were surprised to find that he wasn't at any of his usual spots, but instead decaying away in his room.  

The blinds were fully drawn, shielding him from the sunlight that attempt to penetrate. His room was more a mess than usual, as if he had torn through it himself in a fit of rage, before fizzling out and finding his final resting place.

You pursed your lips, that's probably exactly what he did. Oh well, that didn't really matter, so instead of worrying about that, you set about to clean the room.  You heard him shuffle on the bed a bit, but disregarded him until you were finished.

And when you were, you faced him. "..."

"..."

If he wasn't ready to talk, then that was fine. You eyed his body for any external injuries. There didn't seem like there were any, so you turned heel, heading for his en suite bathroom.

"Oi..." It was soft and weak, like he wasn't really addressing you, but just saying it in general confusion. You ignored him in favor of fulling his tub with water and oils (just the way he liked it).

When you were done, you simply gestured to the bath, not waiting to hear any sort of answer because you were already pulling the sheets off the bed before he could protest. So he followed your silent directions and entered the bathroom (leaving the door unlocked).

You made quick work of his bed, then got himself a fresh set of clothes as well as yourself (you knew how he was about outside clothes).

You knocked on the door. "Can I come in?"

"...yeah."

He was fully submerged, a layer of bubbles covering what needed to be covered.

"Can I wash your hair?"

Despite his lips twisting into a frown, he nodded. You knew why. Of course you did. He felt guilty for what happened to you. And yes, maybe, he did have some responsibility for what happened—you also shared in that. You knew that you were getting close to blot, you also knew good and well that taking on Leona's injury would push you over the edge (not to the point of blotting, but damn near close).

But you still took it on, and you'd do it again.

Then hours later, after slipping in and out of dreams, you heard him whisper against your chest.

"Thank you."

"Of course, you can always lean on me, you know." You smiled, setting a kiss on the crown of his head.

"Since I am your healer, after all."

I ended combining these two because I wanted to use this title for the depression piece, but couldn't because I didn't know what else to name the For Thee, Not for Me Continuation. 

SO! I after having a "WAIT FUCK I CAN WORK WITH THIS!" moment, I decided to combine them!

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let's diagnose the Irish guy from punch-out

disclaimer: I am but a lass with ADD, so while I do know a lot from both my own experiences and research, you should still take my ramblings with a few grains of salt. I encourage anyone reading to form their own headcanons, and would love to hear them!

So, the Punch-Out wiki (in its current state) implies that Aran Ryan has some sort of mental disorder, so I projected onto dissected him like a deep sea specimen, and may have found out what's going on in his very empty and screwed up head

🎉congrats! it's attention deficit hyperactivity disorder! (probably)🎉

ADHD has a bunch of characteristics that go with it, but I'll only be going over the ones that apply to Aran and are displayed in canon. Of course, I'll insert some speculation here and there to further support and reason through some of my points. For more reading, I suggest checking out organizations like Mayo Clinic and the National Institute of Mental Health, as well as any self-reports and blogs by people with ADHD (the latter tends to be more personal and far less clinical-sounding, but are just as helpful). Wikipedia is also a good place to go for anything, and you might even find yourself down a few rabbit holes!

Hyperactivity and restlessness

Aran exhibits this in PO Wii heavily. He has a high-stamina fighting style with lots of shuffling around, always bouncing around Little Mac. He can only be stunned through counter-punches and being faster than him (During round breaks, Doc Louis literally says "beat Aran Ryan to the punch"). It is extremely difficult to KO or TKO Aran without intercepting him due to this mechanic. During round breaks, regardless of how beaten and bruised he is, Aran will bounce his leg constantly in Contender and harass the audience in Title Defense.

Impulsivity and recklessness

This one's consistent between his two appearances, surprisingly. In Wii, Aran is portrayed as a dirty cheater who would "do anything to win", according to supplementary comics. He has the most rule infractions in the Punch-Out series, at 32 combined. He stuffs his gloves with horseshoes before his Contender fight and brings a homemade flail made from a broken boxing glove to his bout with Little Mac in Title Defense. During matches, he makes use of headbutts and elbows quite frequently. These are both illegal and very stupid moves, due to the potential of self-inflicted trauma. His flail in Title Defense could be a sign of creativity by thinking outside the box, which is often seen in people with ADHD. In supplementary material for Super Punch-Out!!, it's implied that a fight usually broke out whenever Aran was made fun of in school, showing that he was reckless during his childhood as well.

Emotional dysregulation

In Super Punch-Out!!, Aran Ryan is rather grumpy, and is one of two characters in the entire game to never smile in any of his sprites (the other being Nick Bruiser). Compared to his Wii portrayal, Aran is as clean as it gets in this game, even complimenting the player during the credits. Supplementary material attributes his lower mood to the teasing he endured during his childhood, and that he got into boxing to channel some of his pent-up anger. Depending on how you view it, him being so angry over his peers making fun of his name could be an overblown reaction. This hot-headedness is retained in PO Wii (which could be a sign of impulsivity), but he's essentially the inverse of how he was in Super. He's boisterous, reckless, dishonest, and smiles even while he's stunned. Many of Aran's reactions to being hit are him laughing, which might imply masochism on some level, but is nonetheless seen as an inappropriate response to being hit. He displays some antisocial traits, even, as seen when he throws aside the referee in Title Defense. This is likely caused by a low tolerance of authority, but is still an extreme reaction to the referee just trying to maintain order in the ring (good luck with that, ref...).

Difficulty starting tasks

This is a sign of executive dysfunction, which is closely linked to inattention in people with ADHD. It's exhibited in his Contender intro, where he spends the first three frames of the cutscene messing around. For this one, I'm going to compare Aran's behavior in his Contender intro to all the other boxers that spend their entire intro cutscene in a gym/dojo/training environment, spend the majority of their cutscene explicitly training, or are in several training environments. Here's a neat little chart, where the numbers represent how many slides they spent being "off-task":

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I've counted any activity that builds strength and endurance (like eating, running, lifting, or practicing magic in Tiger's case), or requires a large amount of work put in to do (like chopping trees or playing hockey, for Bear Hugger). Some of you might be wondering why I didn't include certain characters, but that's because they're either in a combat setting, switch from training to non-training settings, or are doing unrelated things in what could be a training setting.

If Aran has 3 instances of being off-task, he ties with TD Kaiser, Don, and Macho in terms of how long they're off-task for. If "gearing up" is being counted as being on-task, he only ties with TD Kaiser and himself. Of course, context matters heavily. TD Kaiser, Don, and Macho aren't off-task purely for the sake of slacking off, but show developments of their story throughout Career Mode. TD Aran is off-task for storytelling as well, but it's not motivated by a grudge towards Mac like the other three and falls under the normal definition of "slacking off". Speaking of cutscenes,

Inattention and distractibility

Aran shows this several times in Title Defense. In his intro, he notices a rope in the trash can and gets the idea of making his flail, seemingly forgetting all about training for his match with Little Mac. During round intermissions, he's distracted by the audience throwing objects at him, and threatens them instead of spending the break resting or strategizing.

Anxiety

ADHD is highly comorbid with anxiety, due to executive dysfunction (mainly sensory processing), and the risk of overthinking. I admit that this one is a bit of a stretch, since general restlessness and anxiety are linked in many mood disorders, but it's shared between both of his appearances. Super's version of Aran being caught up in his own past can be a sign of social anxiety as well as falling victim to overthinking. In PO Wii, the leg bouncing can be a sign of anxiety for various reasons, whether it be physiological (ex. outside stimuli being unpleasant) or psychological (ex. overthinking the match). His stance in Exhibition's menu for his Contender match is also a little shaky, which is common in fight-or-flight reactions, though it could also be plain hyperactivity.

Pressured speech

In PO Wii. Aran usually talks very quickly, which can be caused by the classic ADHD experience of "having a lot to say, and feeling like there's no time to say it". It's very likely that it's just be a characteristic of his accent, though.

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There's plenty more symptoms you could make arguments for, but these were some of his more prominent traits. ADHD shares symptoms with a lot of other disorders, though, so let's see some other possibilities...

Counter-Diagnosis #1: Bipolar II Disorder

Bipolar II, according to the National Institute of Mental Health, is characterized by a a pattern of depressive states and hypomanic states (notice the hypo- prefix). We can attribute Aran's demeanor in Super to a depressive state, and his demeanor in Wii to a hypomanic state. I've chosen bipolar II instead of I due to the specifications of a "manic state" not fitting his Wii portrayal as closely.

Hypomania (literally meaning "less than mania") shares many characteristics with full-blown mania, but is more toned-down. People who have experienced genuine hypomanic states usually describe it as helpful towards their productivity, while manic states are notoriously more harmful and often directly affect productivity. Symptoms of mania include restlessness, racing thoughts, pressured speech, overconfidence, increased agitation, impulsiveness, a disconnect from one's surroundings, extreme anxiousness, and many others. Already, we can observe many of these symptoms in Aran's Wii portrayal that are shared with the ADHD diagnosis. However, hypomania tends to lack the "reality disconnect", and we can see that Aran is very aware of his surroundings. Him being in the World Circuit in both Super and Wii can be interpreted as a sign of the hypomanic states being more helpful than detrimental (maybe less so in Super because of the existence of the Special Circuit, but I digress).

I think this take has a lot of ground, maybe more than the ADHD hypothesis. A lot of my earlier points in favor of him having ADHD can also apply to him being bipolar (specifically hyperactivity, recklessness, and especially emotional dysregulation) as well, which blurs the line in some places, but it's still a very strong argument.

Counter-Diagnosis #2: Oppositional Defiant Disorder

According to Mayo Clinic, ODD is "a frequent and ongoing pattern of anger, irritability, arguing and defiance towards parents and other authority figures". The characteristics of ODD can be observed in both SPO's and Wii's Aran.

I think this one's weaker, for a few reasons. First, ODD is considered clinically relevant only during childhood; from then, it can "evolve" into a number of other conditions, including but not limited to borderline personality disorder and the aforementioned bipolar disorder. Obviously, Aran isn't a child, but he could have had this disorder in the past and "grew out of it" from a clinical standpoint.

You could make an argument for the anger issues due to a few of his behaviors, as well as his voice lines in Wii having a sort of "growl" to them, but his irritability is infrequent and mild enough to where it can be attributed back to emotional dysregulation, and the "growl" could just be how the character or his voice actor naturally sounds (I haven't found any clips of Stephen Webster speaking out-of-character, but if anyone has any, I'd love to hear them).

Counter-Diagnosis #3: Antisocial Personality Disorder

The DSM-5 defines APD as consistent displays of deceitfulness, issues with authority, impulsivity, irritability, recklessness, and a diminished capacity for remorse after hurting someone. Again, a few of these symptoms are shared with ADHD, so there's a significant grey area here. Yet, I believe it's stronger than the ODD argument, since his cheating can be a sign of deceitfulness and his apparent antisocial traits in Wii. However, boxing as a combat sport doesn't leave much room for feeling remorse, since doing so can result in throwing or forfeiting a match. I'm not going to count the lack of remorse due to the nature of the sport, but you as a reader can interpret it how you like.

Counter-Diagnosis #4: Autism Spectrum Disorder

Because of how broad the autism spectrum is, you could easily go crazy in-depth with this. I'll do a miniature version of the ADHD symptom setup, which includes traits observed in canon. I won't be including every shared trait, but do keep in mind that ADHD is comorbid with a bunch of different spectrum disorders, and misdiagnoses, especially in women, are fairly common in the real world because of it. I know I'm going to fail to list certain symptoms due to just how many ASD traits there are, so if anyone reading has any more connections to make, be my guest! This "counter-diagnosis" section is for provoking further discussion, after all, and I'm happy to learn from you all.

Hyposensitivity

In PO Wii. To wind up for his right uppercut, Aran hits himself in the side of the head, and after round breaks in Contender, he hits himself repeatedly. Considering his gloves are confirmed to be loaded in his Contender fight, his relative indifference might be a sign of this. People with autism have reported tuning out various stimuli if they become overwhelmed by a bunch of them (sometimes related to meltdown or shutdown), and it's possible that that's what Aran is doing here. The bright lights of the venue combined with the crowd noise and the feeling of being sweaty could be overstimulating, and the supposed hyposensitivity towards being hit is caused by this "tuning out" to avoid a shutdown mid-bout.

Stimming (repetitive movements)

In PO Wii. The leg bounce in his Contender round break can be interpreted as a stim, as well as the wind-ups for his right uppercut (bopping himself in the head) and headbutt (choosing to wind up on the ropes). His bouncing around Mac could also be stimming.

Pathological demand avoidance

This phenomenon can also be comorbid with anxiety, which happens to be a risk factor for ADHD, so we're looping back around with this one. PDA is characterized by a person exhibiting an intense aversion to something that is asked of them, even if they wanted to do it beforehand. It can be associated with feelings of unfairness and like they don't have any control, so someone with PDA may "break the rules" to feel as though they have some control over what happens to them. Aran's high infraction count in Wii could be a sign of a more obsessive form of this. Avoiding the process of carrying out the demand can be conflated with executive dysfunction as well.

TL;DR get this man into a psychiatrist's office ASAP

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[sanjoongie]

Pain into Pleasure

ღPairing: Seonghwa x Reader (f) ღGenre: enemies to lovers au, Modern Wizardry School au ღWord Count: 3,853 ღWarnings: rough sex, pain kink with a twist, scratching, biting, spanking, hair pulling, the threat of choking, f and m orgasm ღRated: 18+ MDNI, smut with no plot

ღSummary: You’re a new teacher at the Twilight Academy, bumping into a supposed teacher and sleeping with them the day before you start. Little did you know… it wasn’t simply a teacher you were sleeping with insert pained smile expression here

ღDedication: @mejuii @downtoamagicalland sometimes I think I write Seonghwa just for you to tell me this version is your new favorite @flurrys-creativity​ why do you do this to me. but thank you. ღAll of the Parts | ღNext Part

You settled into a creaky wooden chair, feeling quite happy with yourself. You had landed your dream job at your dream school, teaching, well, dreams. You were a happy white magic user, specializing in Dream Magic. You were to help the students at the Twilight Academy delve into the world of dreams. You were quite excited to be teaching your specialty magics and even more excited to be doing it at the esteemed Twilight Academy.

Now, to have a nice dinner at the pub attached to the inn you were sleeping at before your first day at the academy.

“What will it be, Sweetheart?” You looked up to see a wicked smile on the face of a dark haired man.

You cocked your head. “What do you recommend?”

He leaned his hip against the table. “New in town?”

You nodded, “I start at Twilight tomorrow.”

He looked impressed. “The new Dreams teacher, I assume?”

You raised an eyebrow and he laughed. “Small town. Everyone knows everything. I’m Wooyoung. I own the pub portion of the inn.”

“Well, Wooyoung. I’m a bit cold and I haven’t eaten much due to my excitement for this new leg of my life.”

Wooyoung nodded astutely. “One bowl of Hearty Jambalaya coming right up. You can handle spice, right?”

“Mmmm,” You hummed in appreciation, “My mouth is watering already.”

While you were waiting for your dinner to be served, the door to the outside opened and in breezed in someone who looked holier than thou. His bright white hair drew attention immediately, if not for the aura of authority around him. He sat down primly on a chair, taking the table that dominated the back corner of the room. He adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose to peer at the menu but then waved it away immediately. You felt your mouth lifting up in a sneer. By the looks of his golden embroidered jacket, with the feather embellishment, he was probably the school’s Demon Summoning Teacher. Those black magic users were always full of themselves.

“Oh, don’t break my heart and say you want Seonghwa along with your Jambalaya?” Wooyoung frowned deeply, approaching your table with your order.

You pasted a smile on your face. “No, I was thinking quite the opposite in fact.”

“Good,” Wooyoung grinned, “Now take a spoonful of this and tell me it warms your soul.”

You did so, groaning at how the flavors melted on your tongue. “That is exactly what I need.”

“That’s my magic power, knowing what dish my clients need. Eat up and then promise you’ll visit me once you get settled into Twilight Academy.”

Wooyoung was pushy, to be sure, but in a friendly and flirty way. You liked him immediately. “Promise.”

You watched as Wooyoung weaved his way through the room until he reached the man that was in the corner. “Ah, Seonghwa, what can I get for you, Mister High and Mighty?”

Seonghwa stared down his nose at Wooyoung. “I have a proper title, Wooyoung. Would it kill you to use it?”

“It would kill me, as in kill my soul. Now. A glass of 1609 Monastrell and a plate of penne pasta marinara?”

Seonghwa blinked slowly at Wooyoung. “How you do that every time, I’ll never know.”

Wooyoung winked at Seonghwa. “You don’t know everything, Seonghwa.”

You decided the quicker you ate, the faster you’d be warm and you could get this Seonghwa out of your imagery until you had to see him at school the next day. And maybe even then, you wouldn’t have to interact with him too much. Hopefully. 

“Excuse me but I don’t think I’ve seen you in here before?” The man with the holier than thou expression was in front of your table now. He had a small smile on his face, like it was difficult for him to maintain.

“New to town,” You said, frostiness coating your tongue. Did you mention you really hated black magic wielders?

“My name is Seonghwa, nice to make your acquaintance.” 

You stared at his hand and sighed. Probably best not to make a bad impression yet. You shook his hand and felt a zap of energy. You stared up at Seonghwa in disbelief. “Did you really just test your magic against mine right now?” It was the rudest form of greeting amongst magic users, really. How dare he?

Seonghwa’s smile widened a fraction. “Just a simple test.”

You narrowed your eyes up at the man. “Let go of my hand.”

Seonghwa did as you commanded but to your chagrin, he took the seat opposite of you. “You don’t like me very much, do you?”

“You certainly haven’t made a good impression of yourself, Master Black Magic User.”

“Good guess.”

You rolled your eyes. “No need to guess. You walk like you own the place and you dress like you're a pompous fool. Majority of your kind do.”

Wooyoung entered the main room from the kitchens and frowned. “Seonghwa?”

Seonghwa waved Wooyoung over without looking his way. “I’ll take my food over here, Wooyoung.”

Wooyoung didn’t look like he liked the sound of that but nonetheless deposited the plate and glass of wine in front of Seonghwa. “Whatever you wish, H--.”

“Now, you were just about to introduce yourself, were you not?” Seonghwa said. He took his utensils and began to dig into his dish. Wooyoung pushed his tongue out behind Seonghwa’s back at being cut off and made you giggle.

“No, I don’t believe I was,” You said. “And actually, I believe I’m done here. You’ve spoiled my appetite.”

Seonghwa watched, his lips stained with marinara sauce. His tongue came out absent-mindedly to lick the sauce away. His long tongue. His long, long, long tongue. Now that wasn’t something you saw every day.

“Then perhaps you’ll indulge me?” Seonghwa wondered.

“In telling you who I am?” You laughed mirthlessly, “To a black magic user? Would you like a lock of my hair while we’re at it? No, I don’t think I will.”

“Well, that’s going to make it awkward later when you’re screaming my name but I won’t know how to address you.” He took a deep drink of his wine, eyes twinkling over the glass’s rim.

You sputtered. How presumptuous? How the hell did he think you were going to invite him to your bed? “Wooyoung?” You shouted instead.

“Yes, my new favorite customer?” Wooyoung pushed through the small doors that broke up the main room from the kitchen.

“Do you want me to pay up front or add it to my tab for the inn with my room?” You stood up, gathering the book you had been planning on reading during dinner. “And please, don’t take insult to the food remaining on my plate. It was delicious. My dinner partner, however, was not.”

Wooyoung smirked knowingly. “I’ll add it to your tab so you can make a quick getaway.”

“Good day to you, Sir,” You sneered and began to leave the pub so you could get back into the inn and make your way to your room.

“Wait a moment, Mistress White Magic User.” Seonghwa used the same term you had thrown at him earlier. 

“This white magic user is about to use her magic against you if you keep this up,” You declared, spinning on your heel to turn around and address Seonghwa.

“I’ve a proposal for you.” Seonghwa leaned against the archway opening.

“I very much doubt I would like to hear it,” You attempted to shut him down.

Seonghwa lifted a finger. “Hear me out first. Then you may decline… or acquiesce.”

You sighed heavily. “Hurry up then.” 

“I’ve a spell that can translate pain into pleasure,” Seonghwa announced.

“Surely you don’t think I could trust you with something like that?” You said bewildered.

“You’re not tempted?” Seonghwa raised an eyebrow at you. “Your aura changed when I zapped you with my magic.”

This beanpole was implying that you enjoyed the small token of pain he had gifted you with. Then there was that long tongue that you had categorized while he was eating. You looked down at his feet. They were large. Shit.

Seonghwa passed through the doorframe and offered his arm for you. “Shall we?”

What did you really have to lose? You doubted you’d get much action once you were being housed with the rest of the teachers at Twilight. This could be the last time before you spend an entire semester dedicated to your students. 

“Fine,” You said crisply, avoiding his offered arm. “And I’ll have you know I know the perfect infertility spell to accompany yours.”

"Certainly." You went up the stairs, Seonghwa following behind you. "We couldn't possibly have little reminders of our night together. Black and white magic user little darlings. Wouldn't be becoming of either of us."

You stopped suddenly on the stairs. "Why in the world would you say that?" You turned around on the staircase.

"It's true, isn't it?" He quirked an eyebrow at you. "We can't let that happen."

You turned around and continued back straight away to your rooms. "Be quick or I'll start to rethink this."

"No," Seonghwa said, calling your bluff. "I don't think you will."

"Oh, Master of seduction now are you?" You opened your door and waved your hand to show you were waiting for him to enter.

Seonghwa ducked his head, laughing quietly. He put his hands in his pockets and walked to stand in front of you. "You want seduction? I thought you were a woman of practicality."

You laughed mirthlessly. "If I was a woman of practicality, I wouldn't have said yes."

"Then seduction you will get."

Gentle, beautiful hands cupped your cheeks. Lips pressed kisses to your jaw as those fingers tilted your head upwards. "Should I treat you like a flower?" Those same fingers wrapped around your neck, slightly cutting off your breath, not enough to stop breathing, but enough to threaten. "Or are you a bruised peach?"

With your eyes on the ceiling, you squeaked, “What about your spell?"

Seonghwa leaned in to whisper into your ear, releasing your windpipe. "You've not been seduced very many times, have you?"

You seethed with rage. "Are you determined to keep me angry instead of turned on?"

"I like your anger. It tastes yummy."

You shuddered. "The spell Seonghwa."

"You first. I can't promise to stop after I start mine."

You called upon Aphrodite to deny your womb all fruits that could be born on this day, your ancient Greek rolling off your tongue. Your eyes glowed yellow while the spell took shape and the goddess worked through you. A red rose took form, appearing as if it had grown from your stomach. It then wilted and in a poof of red smoke was gone. 

"Your ancient Greek is beautiful," Seonghwa murmured.

"Can we go inside my room now or would you rather an audience?" You hissed.

Seonghwa’s voice grew deep as he went into your room and spoke Norse. You closed the door as a boat drifted in front of you and then crashed into your forehead, poofing out of existence. "Freyr, really?"

Seonghwa adjusted his glasses. "Black magic user, remember?"

You brought your hands to the top of your sweater to remove it but Seonghwa’s hands closed over yours on the first button. "Please, allow me."

You watched with your breath held as Seonghwa took his time unbuttoning each and every button of your cardigan. It revealed a baby blue lingerie set that looked wonderful against your skin. Seonghwa seemed to think so as well, his fingers skimming your chest along the lacy cups. His nails dug a little harshly next and you gasped. You saw what he had done. You knew that his nails were digging into your skin but you felt immense pleasure from it. Seonghwa soothed the red marks with the pads of his fingers. His eyes peeked over the rims of his glasses. “Good?”

“Yup, the spell works,” You confirmed.

Seonghwa lowered his eyes back to your body and began to leave soft kisses down the valley of your breasts and continuing down your torso. He dragged his nails down your sides and you couldn't help but gasp again. The sensation was odd when one was expecting pain but it certainly wasn’t unpleasant. 

Seonghwa smiled knowingly when he got to the waistband of your pants, on his knees now. “Just wait until I bite you.”

“Seonghwa,” You said his name with just a hint of hesitation.

His eyes rolled up to meet yours. Simply the image of his head at level with your pelvis was making you swallow in an attempt to locate some moisture to your mouth. "Yes?"

"What about your clothes?" You weren't sure why you were whispering but it felt imperative to do so.

Seonghwa quirked an amused eyebrow up at you. “Worried I might be deformed or hiding tentacles from my black magic dealings?”

You choked on your own saliva and avoided his gaze. “No.”

“What is it that you want then, lover?” He was going to make you say it out loud. What a Sadist.

You could feel your neck and face heat up. “Am I to be the only one removing clothes?” You persisted stubbornly.

“Let me take care of you first,” Seonghwa lowered his eyes back to your stomach. He pushed his lips inwards. “I want to taste your anger on your skin.”

The waistband of your pants were undone, pulled downwards and Seonghwa’s long tongue came out to play. He licked a strip along your stomach, humming and sounding discontent. “Not angry enough.”

You pursed your lips. “Seonghwa,” you said his name in warning.

“Wooyoung saw us leave to go to your rooms, you know. That bridge will have been burnt by now. He’s probably figuring out what dishes I hate the most to prepare next time I dine here. It’s too bad, I hear he’s quite the lay. You might have to come back to me for more if you’re looking for something delectable in this sleepy town.”

You felt your anger boil up. “Why are you bringing Wooyoung up? And who are you to assume that I would want anything from you after this? All of you damn black magic users are full of yourselves.”

Seonghwa licked another strip, this one along your hip. “Much better.”

“Seonghwa! Is there any reason you’re delaying this?” You moved to take a step back but his fingers dug into the flesh of your butt to stop you. You hissed in pleasure as a result.

“Simply enjoying myself,” Seonghwa murmured. 

Without another word, Seonghwa tugged your pants off, holding your hand to keep you stable while you neatly stepped out of them. Then he cocked your leg so that he could throw it over his shoulder. He didn’t even bother to pull your underwear off, simply pulling it to the side and gave your clit a sneaky little kitten lick. When you yelped for him, he dove eagerly further into your cunt. His dark eyes remained glued to your face, watching for your reactions. His fingers continued to give you little jolts of pleasure, blunt nails digging into your skin. 

It felt too intimate to allow him to make you come with his tongue alone so you called a halt to it as you felt your climax languidly build due to his ministrations. “Seonghwa,” You said his name, voice husky.

As if on cue, he allowed himself one last long lick up your cunt and then sat back on the heels of his feet. “So eager for my cock that you must stop me?” He sounded a cross between frustrated and amused.

It was your turn to quirk an eyebrow at him. “Enjoy eating pussy that much, Seonghwa, that you complain about having to stop?”

“Touché.” Seonghwa somewhat simmered down.

Seonghwa stood up and began to remove his jacket. He folded it neatly and placed it on a chair. He then undid his cufflinks, placing them in his pants pockets and then worked on the buttons of his shirt. “See? No tentacles.” No, but there were scars. You didn’t ask and Seonghwa didn’t tell.

“How would you like me, lover?” Seonghwa smiled crookedly.

You mentally told your heart to hush, erratically beating all of a sudden. “Sit,” You commanded.

Seonghwa chuckled as you turned around to sit on his lap. He yanked his pants downwards, keeping his underwear on. “Afraid if you make any more eye contact with me that I’ll be able to read your mind?”

“Actually, I was attempting to think of a good position to take advantage of your spell, but if you’d prefer the face to face, heart to heart, we can certainly rearrange things.”

“Would you do that for me?” Seonghwa, in response, pulled down your sweater until it was hanging from your elbows and bit down at your shoulder. 

You shuddered as the bit sparked something in your lower half once again, ignoring his poke at you. Between the two of you, you managed to line Seonghwa's cock up with your hole and you sank down on him. And sank. And sank. When your ass finally felt the soft material of his underwear, you sighed. “Long enough for you?” Seonghwa purred into your ear.

“A little warning would have been nice,” You said with a squeaky voice.

“What’s the fun in that?” And with that, Seonghwa slapped your ass. You moaned out loud, the pleasant sensations radiating from the handprint now on your ass.

“Again?” Seonghwa wondered.

You nodded, not trusting yourself with your mouth open. Seonghwa did it again and you moaned just as loudly. You became very wet as he alternated cheeks. If this was how it was going to be and he was only seated inside of you… 

“Grab ahold of my hair and start thrusting into me…please?” You asked.

Seonghwa wove his hand into your hair, giving an experimental tug that gave you good tingles on your scalp and then said, “It would be my pleasure.”

You would have been embarrassed by the lewd sounds that were coming from your lower half if you weren’t completely absorbed by the pleasure you were receiving. The systematic tugs of your hair, the harsh grip of his other hand on your hip and the accurate thrusts inside of you were practically heaven. Perhaps there was a reason the man was full of himself. He was certainly a skilled lover; of that you were certain.

“How loud are you going to scream for me when you climax?” Seonghwa wondered out loud, “You think Wooyoung will hear all the way down in his kitchen?”

“Seong--Hwa!” You broke up his name into two very long syllables, his thrusts being part of the reason you did so. 

“You are too fun to torture,” Seonghwa chuckled. “Shall I put you out of your misery?”

“Are…you…close?” You panted before you realized how that sounded.

“Oh? Does my pleasure also matter all of a sudden?” Seonghwa queried.

“Seonghwa!” You shouted, anger making you a bit more coherent.

“Yes, lover, I’ll be coming with you. Such a thoughtful darling little White Magic User you are.”

Whatever rebuttal that was coming out of your mouth was lost because in a few more thrusts, you were coming undone. Your climax hit you like a tidal wave, wiping everything away other than the pleasure zooming through your nerves. You cried out loudly, body becoming a ragdoll for Seonghwa to fuck. You whined as Seonghwa climaxed as well, biting into your shoulder once again. And by the feel of the pleasure from it, it was going to leave a very good mark. 

Your head lay back on Seonghwa’s shoulder as you somehow managed to gather your senses and come back to your body. “You were so good for me,” Seonghwa cooed.

“Pat my head and I will bite you,” You groaned.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time, lover,” Seonghwa purred.

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You woke the next morning to an empty bed, and thanked your lucky star you didn’t have to kick anyone out of it. You dressed in a beautiful blazer and skirt of dark blue with whimsical pastel clouds that moved across the blue like aurora borealis. You had paid a pretty penny for the fabric but you were looking to make a good impression on the Director.

You were escorted to the Director’s Office, where he was sitting looking out the very large windows to the entirety of the school’s grounds. The chair was high-backed, so you couldn't even see a hint of his hair. 

“Director?” You called out, smoothing your skirt under you as you sat.

“Welcome!” The director turned in his chair and then the both of you were staring at each other with wide eyes. 

“You?!” You stood up abruptly, pointing a very rude finger at Seonghwa.

“Well, isn’t this a pleasant surprise?” Seonghwa said, a crooked smile growing on his face.

“No, it is not pleasant!” You shouted.

Seonghwa’s smile widened to a grin. “You were certainly pleased last night.”

“What I am not pleased with,” You said through gritted teeth, “Is that apparently I have slept with my boss!”

“How about we talk about it over dinner in my room tonight?” Seonghwa offered.

You groaned loudly. “This is ridiculous.”

Seonghwa’s eyes studied your outfit. “You are dressed to impress me.”

“And you’re wearing the exact same ensemble from the other night?” You screeched.

Seonghwa preened. “Corpse Crow Feathers are my favorite. Reminds my students of who I used to be during the war. Keeps them in line.”

You buried your face into your hands. “What did I ever do to deserve this?”

“Look on the bright side, Mistress White Magic User. At least we won’t have to deal with the sexual tension between us for an entire semester until you ultimately succumb to me during the Christmas break.”

You opened your mouth to spew insults to your boss but were interrupted by a man with yellow and orange hair. He bursted into the office, eyes wide. “Director Park--!” His eyes immediately focused on you

“What seems to be the emergency now, Professor Song?”

Professor Song ignored Seonghwa. “Song Mingi, Elements Professor,” He offered a hand with fingertips singed permanently, “A pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

“Mingi, the emergency?” Seonghwa demanded.

Mingi smiled goofily. “Students in the Dreamer Dorms seem to have invited a Fire demon in order to light a bonfire for s'mores. I’ve kept the fire back but we need your expertise to un-summon the demon.”

Seonghwa sighed. “Very well. And it's ‘dismiss’ a demon, Professor Song, how many times must I tell you?”

“Shall I take care of the new professor?” Mingi grinned widely at you.

Seonghwa halted before he left his office, speaking over his shoulder. “You will accompany me. And I have satisfied all of the Dreams Professor’s needs already.”

You winced at the implications. He was never going to let go of this, was he? It’s official. It wasn’t even your full first day and you were screwed. ღAll of the Parts | ღNext Part

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Its been a while since i finished a ace drawing. I made a speedpaint of it too, posted on tiktok and instagram. (Same username, if u wanna see it)

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Do you know why Bugs and Daffy didn't interact more pre-Rabbit Fire? I know that they appeared on-screen together in Porky Pig's Feat, but aside from that the two were very separate.

short answer: i simply don’t think they were two characters that were intended to be together at that point in time. similarities in personality may have prompted confusion from audiences—Bugs likewise was barred from appearing in any short in the Looney Tunes series (Feat being the exception)

longer answer that is essentially expressing the same sentiment: i really don’t have a concrete answer to this, and all of my above answers are really speculation. but, i do largely think they just weren’t two characters that the directors thought needed to be together (similar to how, say, there’s never been a short with Yosemite Sam or Sylvester together or Elmer and Marvin).

similarities in personality i think was a concern… as much as i want to argue “they’re entirely different! Bugs is more smug in nature as a default, whereas Daffy, hard as it may seem to believe, is a bit more earnest and oblivious by default—Daffy’s manner of heckling often feels out of necessity, not even for self defense but for a manic catharsis whereas you may even be lucky to be heckled by Bugs if he decides you’re worth wasting time on, even in the shorts where he’s the provocateur”, audiences back then were not thinking of that. i can see there being concern for the personalities being too similar and perhaps even getting annoying/monotonous

Bugs was a common punchline in the shorts. he isn’t even so much a person in Porky Pig’s Feat as he is a thing and an idea, a name that is propped up in reverence (and Feat is not the first/last to do so ejther! Meatless Flyday boasts the fantastic quote “look at him trying to heckle me—a poor man’s Bugs Bunny!).. i completely confess i forgot where i was going with this! but i guess it relates back to why Daffy views him with such reverence in Feat, obviously their rivalry wasn’t established yet but perhaps having him fawn over him as he does was a way to preemptively wedge their personalities apart if that makes sense. not so much two hecklers talking as it is one heckler and one prophet

likewise, Bugs was strictly confined to the more expensive, more prestigious Merrie Melodies series. i admit i don’t know when the first Looney Tunes short is that he appears in—the LT MM distinction becomes completely irrelevant after 1943 when the LTs fully switched to color, but Porky and Daffy were seen as the faces of the LT series (literally—that title card with them together was inserted in front of LT shorts that didn’t have them in it at all) and Bugs MM in the occasions that he did show up, so i wonder if there was concern as to maintaining that sort of “boundary”.

this upcoming factoid that i genuinely have trouble wrapping my head around. especially as a historian, it’s often a necessity to be able to get into the minds of the audiences, creatives and perhaps even general public of the time periods you’re covering for a greater understanding of why things were the way they are. but, with that said, i genuinely struggle to conceive that Daffy evidently wasn’t incredibly popular with audiences. not even a case of dislike, but, somehow, just lack of awareness. historian Dave Gerstein explained it months back so i redirect you to him—this could have been a possibility too, in that maybe Daffy would reduce some of that aforementioned prestige so inherent in Bugs’ name and role

RAMBLING ASIDE, i am happy to now drop some “exceptions” to this. very minor ones, but here are a handful of comics, publicity sheets and studio newsletters pre Rabbit Fire that have them together (if only tangentially, in that the “i kill ‘em, doc!” trade sheet steals its Daffy and Porky from the lobby cards of Daffy Duck and the Dinosaur and Porky’s Preview respectively):

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[sleepingjayy]

"Here we go again" Information Post

(Read the fic here)

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Calling all creepypasta fans!

Do you like Eyeless Jack? Do you like gore, violence, and thrilling horror? Do you like homey vibes too?

I have just the thing for you! This fic (somehow) has all of this! From tags like hurt/comfort, to found family.

This fic is about Jack, who has hit his one year mark of working for The Tall One. Provided with a cabin, electricity, and protection, he is tasked with fixing up anyone who comes along. It's not in the job description to become familiar with them, but Jack can't help but hear their stories.

With reoccurring characters such as:

Toby Rodgers, Helen (The Bloody Painter) Otis, Tim Wright ("Masky"), Brian Thomas ("Hoodie"), Kate Hayes-Milens ("Kate the Chaser"), Cody (X-Virus) Unknown, and many more iconic characters.

And with lesser known characters (/OCs) like:

Pippa Darling, Leo ("Cross-X") Fincher, Reed Carter, "Something", "Smokey", and more!

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(For those of you who have read it already, hi welcome to under the cut, the ad is over lol. I wanted to explain some stuff since Act 1 has ended.)

Act 1

Starting with Toby Rodgers, and ending with Kate Hayes-Milens, Act 1 is a calm, homey handful of chapters with intertwined hurt/comfort along with sting of horror.

Although Jack has only been in his cabin for a year now, he definitely has a handle on things.

Along with the end of Act 1, comes the start of a secondary fic called "I want to die with all my scars (and if they don't like the way we are then fuck them)" I know I do a lot of songs as titles, but they do actually have significance, I swear.

This fic, will have a lot of additional material from outside of Jacks cabin. At the end of Act 1 (spoiler for those who haven't made it there yet.) Kate visits and gives Jack a walkie talkie to communicate with the others outside of his small circle. This secondary fic is for things mentioned in the first one but not fully touched on.

For example, it's mentioned by Liu that Ben said the Hornets boys (Tim, Brian, and Toby) were on a road trip. That is one such things that will be talked about in this fic.

Silly little adventures with other characters that may change the dynamic between each other that wouldn't otherwise be I the central plot of the first fic.

This includes OCs! Pippa Darling, a character from a fic on ao3, will be popping up occasionally, and my own character Reed Carter.

You can even submit your own character to be in the two series. Just leave a comment with a link leading to their story, or a social media so I can contact you!

(If they're heavily leaning on or shipped with a popular ("canon" in heavy quotation) character, then I probably won't use it due to not wanting any shipping or big relationships in the story. Unless you happen to have a set of OCs.)

FAQ

1. "Can I make fanart/fanfiction of HWGA?"

Yes! I encourage it! Just tag me so I can see it!

2. "Will [insert character] be in it?"

Most likely. If there's any requests, then I'll probably write for them too!

3. "What does Jack look like?"

Jack in this fic is more of a metaphor than a person. I'll let you choose what that means to you, but this also means that Jack can look like whatever you wish him to. Any "official art" I make for the series won't even have a consistent design for Jack because that's not the point. See Jack however you'd like, because he's supposed to be a source of comfort in anyway you, and his patients, see fit. You'll notice that that's why I've never outright described what he looks like. Be creative. :)

4. "Where/when does this take place?"

That's sort of a spoiler as of now. It's connected to "The Path of Black Leaves" which was made/coined by the slenderblogs here on tumblr, which is a a mode of transportation. But for a simple answer, kind of in New England.

As for when, it's taming place sometime in the mid 2000's

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That's all for now! This post will update as things get posted and the plot moves along. If you have any questions, OC submissions, or just want to say hi, do so in the comments! :) I love to see it!!!

[shadowthestoryteller]

Health Hiatus Announcement

This is gonna be a long post, but a necessary one that has quite a bit of important info relating to the future of my creative works concerning the Adventures!AU series. First, look at this lovely new cover art for Off to a Great Start I had done by my bud Arven92 on DA. The title has changed to The Adventure Begins, but the main story within is the same. 

The light reveals their true Alphian form (symbolic only, not a lore aspect) while their shadow shows their ultimate fate as a member of Clone Force 99/Bad Batch. The bookshelves are a key location (library), but the merge into woods represents how they're entering into a very real adventure that isn't just a fantasy they write into books. Really happy how it turned out ^^

Onto the main post! 

TLDR: Adventures!AU is being drastically shortened for my sanity and physical health into two arcs (six books each) but most likely will cease full chapter uploads after arc one as I am tired af, I don’t want to be doing this series into my 50s, and I want to turn my focus back to my originals eventually. Next year will see postings of the series prologue, Anachronism, as well as hopefully the Remaster of Off to a Great Start/The Adventure Begins. I will still be very active on my discord, where some chapters of next year's stories have already been posted. But for my other story posting sites (aka Wattpad) all new Star Wars content is on hiatus until 2026.

Been wanting to make a big post for a while for the people who aren’t a part of the discord, especially since I’ve more or less dropped off the face of tumblr after it became unhealthy due to comparison eating me alive. If you like my work, you’re welcome to join the server which is dedicated to my works. I’m active in there a few times a week, and even post bi-weekly updates as to what I’ve been working on. And I’ve posted six chapters of remastered Off to a Great Start/The Adventure Begins complete with new scenes, new povs, and even more snark! Just message me for the link, I'm still wary of a stalker finding me again.

Now, for the meat of this update. 

Y’all. I am just… dog dead tired. And stressed beyond belief. Some of it isn’t related to the Adventures!AU itself (job hunt, burnout from completing my Masters in May, ect), but a lot of it admittedly is. Considering I’ve written almost 500k words in just under 5 years, it’s no surprise. Some people don’t write that in a lifetime, and I’m out here doing that on top of college. Proud of myself for that. 

What I’m not proud of, however, is ignoring my body’s warning signals and pushing myself past my limits not once, but twice. Once in 2022, and now again in 2024. Nothing major or genuinely life-altering, but when I say my health anxiety went off the rails. Been a rough few weeks lol. 

But that leads me to now. 

Adventures!AU. My series following the adventures of my self-insert as they become a member of Clone Force 99 back when it was just four members, with the added twist of it being in an alternate universe where the Star Wars universe has crossed over with my original stories. It’s not as big as non-self insert series, but Over the River and Through the Woods (which sits at a whopping 66 chapters and 200k+ words) once got #19 out of 60k in the ocs tag. The series has been going since April 2020, seeing four completed stories of various lengths and one WIP that sits at 21 chapters and 93k words. 

Aside from the recently completed Fallen Not Forgotten, it’s been on hiatus since Dec of 2023. At least as far as chapter uploads go. It’s certainly not been collecting dust. To say it underwent some intense restructuring in July is an understatement. A big understatement. 

I originally had seventeen books planned for the series as of three months ago, sectioned into four arcs with Anachronism kinda being a “prologue” to the main Adventures!AU series. Before this timeline is banished to the dream graveyard, I’m sharing it so y’all can at least see where it was gonna go. The four arcs would have had four books each, and were structured thus:

Bonds Forged Through Fire and Storm

Off to a Great Start (25 chapters)

Over the River and Through the Woods (66 chapters)

To the Far Reaches (66 chapters)

Welcome to War Games (25 chapters)

Into the Light Through Acts in the Dark

Commander, Meet the Cat (Remastered, 20 chapters)

Fallen Not Forgotten (Remastered, 20 chapters)

Risk vs Reward (20 chapters)

Bane of My Existence (20 chapters)

Wars of the Realms

Call of the Wild (20 chapters)

Convergence Hijinks (20 chapters)

Let’s See What You’re Really Made Of (20 chapters)

Anachronistic Adventures (20 chapters)

Decaying Dreams and Deadly Dances

Shadow in the Dark (40 chapters)

Murder Uncle Mayhem (40 chapters)

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished (40 chapters)

A Legacy in Question(40 chapters)

The plans I had for this series were intricate, deep, and would push many characters to their limits. 

But turns out, it wasn’t just the characters pushed to their breaking point. 

I got sick. A rather severe case of acid reflux that landed me in the docs office for the second time in two years. That started in mid-July, and I’m still dealing with it. Will probably be dealing with the sickness afterward for another month at least. But leading up to all that, I’ve been reflecting on the series as a whole and where exactly I want it to go, how I want it to end, and all that jazz. 

Then I did a scheduling test in Excel using the above chapter load plus the 30 I had planned for Anachronism. Assuming two chapters a month with minimal breaks here and there, this series would finally end in 2050. That is by no means sustainable, and while I have had a lot of fun with this series and daydreaming about the different plotlines is a comfort activity, I can’t see myself writing these books for that long. I really want to publish my original stories some day, but I also won’t pretend that I’m not a bit tired of the series. At least, tired of pushing myself to work on stories that just don’t give the same rush of dopamine they used to. It’s almost a chore now to work on them, at least in the case of FNF. 

Full disclosure, that story has been a problem child since day one. Actually, I’m pretty sure the stress of that story is what pushed me over the edge and caused the health issues in 2022 that sent me to the doc with acid reflux the first time. Messing with canon and trying to keep the timeline continuous (with timetravel in the mix too) was nothing short of infuriating. The trajectory changed so many times as I wrote it, which I sadly feel is evident in the story. It really seems like a disjointed mess. I’m just so disappointed how it turned out, but I was determined to at least finish it and not leave everyone on a cliffhanger. And I’m proud of myself for at least finishing it, even if I cut out at least four threads from the ending. It just wasn’t healthy to keep going. 

Nor was it going to be healthy if I kept the series structured like I had it. 

So, I took the steps to fix that. 

Seventeen stories became twelve, four arcs became two. Some storylines were combined into one book (ex: Risk vs Reward and Bane of My Existence) while others (ex: Adventures!AU Batch meeting canon batch in Convergence Hijinks) were cut completely. I hated to lose some, but I’ve always been one to appreciate quality over quantity. Combining books and plotlines will help streamline things and make it more manageable. Some books also get new titles.

Arc one keeps its name, and will cover six books; Four main books then a prologue and epilogue of sorts. Anachronism, The Adventure Begins, Over the River and Through the Woods, To the Far Reaches, Welcome to War Games, and Moving Back to Look Forward. This arc covers Shadow’s initial fandom jump into the Tintin 2011 movie, their first mission with the Bad Batch, and them meeting the sailors again this time with the Batchers. Arc two will also keep its name and cover the entirety of the group’s interference of Star Wars the Clone Wars canon (rescuing Domino to taking down Palps), with a similar set up to arc one. Fallen Not Forgotten, Risk vs Reward, Level Up, Shadow in the Dark, No Good Deed Goes Unpunished, and A Legacy in Question. 

But I know that even the shortening isn’t drastic enough. I feel only dread thinking about the series now, and that won’t do. So, though it kills me, Arc One will probably be the only arc that gets an official posting. Once Moving Back to Look Forward ends in 2030 (barring any major complications), that will be it for official full length postings of Adventures!AU. I’ll still post snippets and segments from arc two on Discord (like I do now occasionally), but MBtLF will end in a way that wraps everything up nicely. I’ll be sure to craft it so it can remain open ended to their adventures, but the current trajectory will see the “main” storyline with Shadow and the Batch, plus the Tintin sailors, close in arc one. 

That’s the long term goal. So what’s short term? 

Next year I plan to at least partially post Anachronism. That story has remained in the drafts for long enough. Yes, that means To the Far Reaches is backed up another year for posting (2026). That story has a lot of emotional moments, a lot of dealing with past trauma and relationship issues, and I just don’t have the spoons for that right now. For those intense moments, I have to crack myself open a bit and let my heart bleed onto the page. I’m not in a position to do that right now. Anachronism lacked that depth, being a bit more surface level than the stories with the Batchers. It’s got its own emotional moments, but it’s not nearly as taxing. Additionally, I’m going back through what was Off to a Great Start (now The Adventure Begins) and bringing it up to the standards I try to hold OtRaTtW and TtFR to. But I learned my lesson posting stories out of order so I’m going to get Anachronism finished so there’s no continuity issues. 

That brings me to my next point; Adventures!AU canon. 

I’ve already announced that the posted C,MtC and FNF are both non-canon and should not be taken as fact. You can still enjoy them (best you can with the crack-writing) but any continuity issues should be ignored as they are from an earlier draft of the Adventures!AU. Well, that decanonization treatment is extending beyond those two. The Adventure Begins, Over the River and Through the Woods, and To the Far Reaches aren’t non-canon per se, but rather some elements of the remastered versions may contradict the original postings. Going forward, the “truest” version will be those depicted in the works posted to Adventures!AU Remastered on Wattpad. The first story (The Adventure Begins) won’t drop there until at least November 2025 but you’re free to watch it in the meantime. It’ll sit dormant for quite a bit longer though. Nothing major will change in the stories, but I plan to add some extra scenes and tweak some minor details (the Batchers time in the galaxy is one big thing I’m looking at tweaking). 

Let’s see. checks notes Yep, I think that covers everything! At least for now lol. I always have stuff to say, but this will probably be the last long update post for quite some time. 

Thanks for hanging around, and for reading this long post lol.

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ok I'm rambling again so yeah. Hello veteran worshippers I'm new :)

I mean, like I knew about Sleep Token, heard The Summoning first in one of my Trigun artist’s Tiktoks, then heard Take Me Back To Eden in a video by the creator of Covenant Webtoon. Listened to those songs for fun sometimes, but then TMBTE got ✨stuck✨ in my head. Then I was like “Live video of TMBTE??? Does it exist?”

And like. Why didn’t I get into this band sooner.

First off here’s The Summoning and TMBTE so you can see my pipeline:

And then THIS RITUAL introduced me to the band, which was FREAKING AMAZING IT’S SUCH A GOOD RECORDING!!

I love their aesthetic, secondly. You don’t see many mysterious bands these days, and these guys deliver so well. Every single member has a distinct and interesting look that's all so cool. I love how the Vesselettes/Espera exist, like that's amazing and I love seeing them. Vessel looks so fun to draw I wanna do it at some point. This is the first band I’ve found that just speaks to my OCs more than other fictional characters. Probably gonna see me animate Dark Signs with one of them soon enough.

Third, like… their lyrics are some of the most creative and evocative things I’ve heard in so long. It kinda sucks they don’t do many interviews bc I’m dying to know what goes through their heads when they write this amazing music. Some of my favorite lyrics are in a list below so you don’t read a gigantic paragraph, and will also show you my favorite songs I’ve found:

Chokehold: Still getting into this one, but "So show me that which I cannot see / Even if it hurts me / Even if I can’t sleep / Oh, and though we act out of our holy duty to be constantly awake / You’ve got me in a chokehold" is a build that always gets me so hyped up

Granite: just found this one, it's so BADASS!! "When you sit there acting like you know me... So keep an eye on the road, or we'll both be here forever" is so freaking awesome. I need like an animated music video that just illustrate the lyrics bc that'd be so cool

Like That: "Fall into your eyes like a grave (all that is inside, all your anger) / Bury me to the sound of your name, no (all your disgust, all your resentment) / Fall into your eyes like a grave (all your difference, all your pain) / Bury me to the sound of your name (all your pain)." There's so much resentment in this song and it's dripping off of these lyrics specifically, it's awesome

Missing Limbs: just found this one also but OMG it made me tear up the first time watching it in the Red Rocks Ritual! It's so sweet and tender, by the time you get to the title at the end you just get punched in the feels. "I'd give anything / To balance your conviction with certainty / To fall asleep without you lying next to me / To sever my connection with everything ... And I'll live like I've got missing limbs for you" IS SO GOOD HURTS MEEEEEEEE

The Summoning: -insert the rest of the song after 5:00- Obviously this is the part everyone uses in their social media posts, and I am not immune to its allure. It’s amazing!

Take Me Back To Eden: -insert the entire second chorus- and "And I don't know what's got its teeth in me / but I'm about to bite back in anger / And no amount of self-sought fury / will bring back the glory of innocence." The way Vessel sings this is so desperate and like enhances the lyrics so much more augh

Aqua Regia: honestly like all of it. The rap-ish style with the creative lyrics is so cool and the imagery of it all is so vivid. I love how the second chorus builds with the verse. It has such a steady, pungent rhythm that's so fun to sing

Rain: "I know, I know, I am what I am / The mouth of the wolf, the eyes of the lamb / So darling, will you saturate? / -second chorus-." I love the opposites in this verse, so interesting. The chorus has that yearning (tm) and I'm all here for ittttttt

The Night Does Not Belong To God: "When you live by daylight / With angels at your side." It's literally two lines but after the beautiful build that intros the song and his angelic voice, it does something to you

Dark Signs: I melt into a puddle every time I hear "I might break and bend to my basic need to be loved and close to somebody." The line is evocative enough just hearing it once, but making it a backing vocal that’s always playing just makes it punch you over and over. All the beat drops in this song are amazing

Atlantic: EVERY FREAKING WORD AND NOTE IN THIS SONG

I need y'all to like... hear Atlantic at Red Rocks specifically (cw: flashing):

This is the main reason I made this post bc... LIKE EVERYONE NEEDS TO HEAR THIS HELLO?!?!?!?!?!?!?!! This version is so amazing I barely listen to the studio version. "Sobbing as they turn to statues at the bedside / I'm trying not to crush into sand." I can't tell you what exactly but this makes me feel things. "Call me when they bury bodies underwater / It's blue light over murder for me / Crumble like a temple built from future daughters / To wastelands when the oceans recede" is a phenomenal verse and I've never felt more connected to the ocean when I hear it. The piano, the vocals, the instruments, the venue, II singing at the end, the vesselettes, the lights. Oh my god. The outro. Soothing and angelic omggggg. That beat drop?!?!?! ✨ w h a t ✨ . They've put an addictive substance into every one of their songs but this one is like an overdose. Can't get anything done all I'm thinking about is this -flails hands at video-. Vessel is literally a vessel in this song bc whatever entities the band made a deal with to have music this good are singing through him here.

And like the fourth thing. By now listening to all these songs may have made you realize:

what can’t they do?!?! Their music just goes into so many different genres sometimes and it’s amazing. Never heard a band this versatile.

Uh, yeah. That's been my experience with Sleep Token so far, and I am so normal about them, as you can see :D !!!!! Excited to be into them and this community. Any of my followers reading this who don't know who they are, go check them out, they're freaking amazing. They will change you.

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Hey Lovely! For the ask game, I'm requesting #4, #7, and #24.

Thanks!! ❤️

Well hello there, friend! 🥰

Oh my, good questions...

Hahaa oh lord. I mean, how much time do you have? 🤣 I have entire files worth of ideas from different fandoms that I've even gone so far as to outline, but have never gotten around to writing.

I think the first ones that come to my head are two series ideas in the Smallville fandom:

Hanging By a Moment - Clark Kent x OC

Summary: The path of Clark Kent’s life changed drastically after he turned sixteen. It was choice, it was happenstance, it was destiny—all in one. He didn’t know it yet, but it was always going to be her.

(Yes, title is based on the song by Lifehouse. 😂)

Keep Holding On - Jason Teague x OC

Summary: Try as Jason might, he just couldn’t compare to Clark Kent. Not in Lana’s eyes at least. Elena is the casualty of war, caught in between.

Both sound very melodramatic now that I read the summaries next to one another. 😂 The main reason why I haven't written these, I guess, is because I feel like the Smallville fandom has mostly died out. Tumblr especially doesn't really support OCs as much as reader inserts, and these stories both needed to be OCs to give me the freedom to create as much backstory and character as I wanted to.

Oh a DEEP CUT you say? 🤣 Oh God, I've been writing since I was about 10 or 11 years old (and let me tell you, it was heinous).

I think my very first fanfic was for an anime called Rurouni Kenshin. It was an AU set in present time. It was that cliché thing where the heroine is sitting at a bar and is getting hit on, but she doesn't give the guy the time of day until her boyfriend (the main male lead of the show) shows up.

That character was known for being a spitfire, so she was good at putting people in their place lol. Her boyfriend is the more mild-mannered of the two, but still very protective, so I guess that's where the idea came from in my kid brain. I've long ago deleted that story off FF.net because it was so damn bad.

My first SPN fanfic, however, can be found here on Ao3. It's also pretty rough because I wrote it back in high school when I was first watching the show, first on FF.net, then transferred it over later to Ao3.

Another interesting question... 🤔

It can take me a bit to get myself into that creative headspace, but when I'm working on a one-shot, I tend to power through the draft until I finish it in a day, maybe two if it's long (5,000+ words let's say).

If we're talking about a series, I try to knock out at least a chapter at a time in one writing session, which could take me a couple hours or several more, depending on length and how detailed my outline is, if I need to do additional research, etc.

If I really have a good flow going, sometimes I can knock out 2-3 chapters in a day. I'll have a solid 1-3 hour writing session towards the beginning of the day, take a break for a few hours, run some errands, go on a walk, have a meal, and come back to it later. I tend to do the bulk of my writing in the afternoon and throughout the night.

Thanks again for asking these questions, lovely!! 😘💜 Always happy to answer.

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Enough - A SDJ Shaun x OC Drabble

I missed that it was Shaun's birthday a couple of weeks ago. And it's a crime how little I've written about our favorite cat-man since he's one of my fav boys. Let's change that.

Context: Takes place shortly after Ian moves away, but before the break-up. Contains some one-sided pining.

Something is Wrong With Sunny Day Jack is a +18 ONLY series. MINORS DNI.

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"How 'bout this one?" Shaun flipped yet another horror DVD in front of Ella's face. The title was one that she heard of before, but not one she had seen yet.

"Sure, if you want to," she attempted to smile cooly, attempting to mask the anxiety in her voice. Shaun took her a moment to study here before he placed it back down with an unconvinced sigh.

"C'mon, Els, that's the third time you've agreed to a movie without really meaning it," Shaun gave a long, exasperated sigh at his dear friend.

"It's your Birthday, ya goober," Ella playfully shoved his arm. "You should pick out the movie!"

"Pfft, my birthday was two weeks ago, Els. Though, I appreciate you trying to make it up to me." That earned her a flippant wave of his hand. "I've already watched all of these. Unlike you, my little scardey cat."

"Heeeeey," Ella protested. "I can handle scary movies--"

"Uh-huh."

"--I can handle scary movies a lot better now than at the beginning of college!!"

"Suuuuure you can, Els."

"Heeeey!" Ella gripped the small, panda-printed couch pillow and proceeded to thwack Shaun in the arm.

"What, I'm just agreeing with you~!" Shaun snickered, blocking Ella's blows from her plushy blunt trauma weapon. "The mighty Ella has conquered her fears and now thirsts for blood! Nooooo!"

Ella gave one final, soft smack with her weapon of choice before Shaun dramatically collapsed on the ground, defeated and unmoving. Ella gave a long sigh before she finally made her decision. "Okay, okay! Let's waaaaatch... this one!" Ella chose a movie that piqued her interest. She had heard good things about the film's special effects and main monster, and according to Shaun, it would be a good watch.

Like the proverbial Dracula rising from his coffin, Shaun sat up with a toothy triumphant grin. "See? Was that so hard?"

Ella gave a half-hearted shrug, turning to check the connection of the tiny digital camera and setting up the waiting room on their streaming platform. "It's our last movie stream together, so... I sort of got stuck on trying to pick a good one. Thought it'd be more meaningful if it were up to you."

That caused Shaun to pause for a moment after he inserted the DVD. He had wondered why Ella had been a little more quiet than usual. He thought it was because she was missing her boyfriend, Ian, but then it occurred to him...

With Ian leaving for school to become an actor just a few months ago and Shaun leaving in a few days to start shooting his new film, Ella would be all alone. It didn't take a mind reader to tell Shaun that she was sad over it. To be honest, despite the new opportunity he was about to receive, Shaun was going to miss Ella. A lot. Ever since college, she was a huge supporter of his work and often volunteered to give feedback on his scripts, including bits and pieces of his newest flick. She often half-joked that Shaun made her a little more brave by exposing her to horror films.

But Ella? Ella gave Shaun more than she could possibly ever know. She gave him advice when he needed it, support when he was stuck on writing a script, and unconditional kindness. It showed when she invited him to stay at her folks' place during Thanksgiving after he... separated from his only remaining family. Ella's folks had invited him in with open arms, showing the same warmth Ella had given him countless times. She gave Shaun boundless inspiration -- it was a crime how unaware Ella remained regarding her infectious creativity. Shaun would shout it to the rooftops if he could. But the most important thing Ella had given Shaun throughout the years... was her friendship.

And that... was enough for Shaun. More than enough, but he didn't want to say it out loud, worried that it would make it weird for some reason. Ella was very dear to him. In truth, he was attracted to her nearly from the get-go. And that affection grew over time. But this was enough, their friendship was enough. And as long as Ella was happy with Ian, Shaun was happy for her. She deserved it.

Shaun reached out in an attempt to offer Ella some small comfort, he wanted to touch her face and tell her it was going to be okay but... he hesitated. That wouldn't be appropriate, would it? Even if they were both physically affectionate with one another. Pausing, his hand landed on her shoulder, which caused Ella's chocolate-brown eyes to meet his.

'C'mon, Shaun... say something to make her feel better!'

"Els, you know we can still do our weekly movie streams even though we'll be apart, right?" Shaun kept a light smirk on his face but cringed cringed internally. That wasn't as emotionally impactful as he was going for. But before he could reiterate, Ella gave him a confused look.

"Yes, it is? I mean, we only have one camera and one mic. We can't exactly do this again until you come back."

"Sure we can!" Shaun's lips quirked into a knowing smile. "You can keep the camera and the mic, and I'll buy a new one when I'm moved into my apartment."

Ella guffawed at Shaun's suggestion. "Shaun, sweetie, I can't do that! That will be expensive!"

"I've got some money leftover from purchasing the new place," he stated nonchalantly. "I'm good for it, Els!"

"B-but you're going to be busy filming and script writing, and directing and--"

"We'll drop the movie streams to once every two weeks! Just because I'm working doesn't mean I shouldn't take breaks."

"That's a lie and you know it," Ella challenged him. "I remember you cramming during finals. You were awake for a solid twenty-four hours!"

"Twenty-six, but who's counting?" He joked as Ella rolled her eyes.

Ella was running out of ammo, causing her to stutter over her words. "I-I can't just accept this, Shaun. It's sweet, b-b-but--"

"Then think of it as an early birthday present!" Shaun kneeled next to where Ella sat on the worn couch. "C'mon, Ella...! Ella-ella-ella. Ella-Banana. Ella-Banano-Fo-Fana-Fe-Fi Bananza-Ellllllllaaaaaaaaa~!"

"You're not going to take 'no' for an answer, are you?" She resided.

"Nope! Except your faaaate~! MWA HA HA HA HA--!" Shaun sinisterly laughed before he began coughing in his over-exuberance. Luckily, Ella wholeheartedly laughed at his antics, causing her to lurch over, clutching her stomach in a joyous fit of giggles.

"All right, all right! You have bested me this time, Kitty-man. But I'll get you back one day!"

Shaun rose to his feet and bent over in a regal bow before his friend. "I look forward to the day, but until then," he unceremoniously flopped on the couch next to her. "MOVIE TIME!"

"HELL YEAH, MOVIE TIME!" Ella cheered as she set the laptop down and began to run the stream for their beloved audience, the mood lifted, and happy once more, just as Shaun wanted it.

As long as he could make Ella happy in some small way, to see her innocently sweet smile, to hear her laugh around him... it was enough.

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