#✧ THE HOST REALM (PHOTOS).

[mothgoddesss]

One of the BIGGEST highlights of my 2023 was meeting my dearest friend Sayu (@omelotte) in person back in August. We met up at a local cafe and had the best six hours ever, with our table being filled with so many figures and sketchbooks. EVERY single person who walked in there that day had at least one glance caught by our table of pure autism.

I've met a handful of online friends in person, but never someone as close as I am with Sayu - for it is them who introduced me to Sky in the first place and heavily encouraged its permanent cementation into my Paracosm and into my being. I am eternally thankful to have them in my life ....

[princesscatherinemiddleton]

The Princess of Wales’ Year in Review: May

May 3rd - William, Catherine and their children joined the King, Queen and others at Westminster Abbey for a rehearsal of the Coronation May 4th - The Prince and Princess of Wales arrived at Acton Main Line Station and travelled on the Elizabeth Line to Tottenham Court Road Station. They then visited the Dog and Duck pub and undertook a walkabout, where Catherine met @harry-sussex May 5th - The Prince and Princess of Wales joined the King, and other members of the Royal Family, at a luncheon at Buckingham Palace for Realm Governor-Generals and Prime Ministers. The King and the Prince and Princess of Wales then performed a walkabout on The Mall. Finally, the King held a reception at Buckingham Palace for visiting Heads of State and Overseas Guests at which the Prince and Princess of Wales, and others, were present May 6th - The Coronation of King Charles III and Queen Camilla took place at Westminster Abbey May 7th - The Prince and Princess of Wales this afternoon attended the Coronation Big Lunch on the Long Walk. That evening, the Prince and Princess of Wales, Prince George and Princess Charlotte, joined the King and Queen and other members of the royal family at the BBC Concert at Windsor Castle to celebrate the Coronation of The King and Queen. Afterwards, the Prince and Princess of Wales held a reception for the concert performers at Windsor Castle May 8th - The Prince and Princess of Wales, Prince George, Princess Charlotte and Prince Louis took part in the Big Help Out at 3rd Upton Scouts Hall. Catherine is the joint President of the Scout Association. Official photos from the coronation were released by Buckingham Palace May 9th - The Prince of Wales, on behalf of The King, and The Princess of Wales hosted a garden party at Buckingham Palace to celebrate the Coronation of The King and Queen May 11th - The Princess of Wales, Joint Patron of the Royal Foundation, received Professor Eamon McCrory (Board Member, the Royal Foundation Centre for Early Childhood Advisory Group) at Windsor Castle. Later, she held a meeting with Mrs. Alice Webb (Trustee of the Royal Foundation) May 13th - The Princess of Wales made a surprise appearance playing the piano at the 2023 Eurovision Song Contest May 16th - The Princess of Wales, Joint Patron of the Royal Foundation, visited the Kelly Holmes Trust to mark Mental Health Awareness Week and participated in the Trust's Social and Emotional Mental Health Programme at Percy Community Centre May 17th - Catherine made a private visit to Family Action (one of her patronages) to learn about the impact the cost of living crisis is having on families May 18th - The Princess of Wales, Patron of the Anna Freud Centre for Children and Families, visited the Anna Freud National Centre for Children and Families to mark Mental Health Awareness Week May 20th - Kensington Palace released a photograph of the Princess of Wales beekeeping to celebrate National Beekeeping Day May 22nd - The Princess of Wales attended a Children's Picnic at the Chelsea Flower Show May 25th - The Princess of Wales, Patron, visited the Foundling Museum. Afterwards, she attended a workshop with Kinship at St. Pancras Community Centre May 31st - William and Catherine were seen arriving in Jordan

[jackyjango]

Cherik LJ recs

I realised that I forgot to post my stash of cherik LJ recs. So here they are:

Fics recced by @gerec and @eugeline earlier can be found here

I've been reading and adding these fics to my list since before the dawn of time. So the descriptions on many of the fics are somewhat wonky. Plus, you know how the kink meme works on LJ *shrugs*. So read them at your own risk.

I'll start with one of my favourites:

Desperate Measures https://temperance-k.livejournal.com/37682.html The inhabitants of Charles' estate (Charles, his conniving younger sister Raven, his adorable but mischievous adopted children, and their live-in handyman Erik) have been growing restless. To keep the children (who range in age from kindergarten to fifth or sixth grade) from destroying everything in sight, Charles comes up with a scavenger hunt of sorts. The objective? To find his "heart" (which is actually a heart-shaped photo of everyone)

1. Shelter https://niched.livejournal.com/1456.html ‎Prompt: In his attempts to help Erik let go of his anger Charles manages to break/unlock something in him and Erik takes it out on him in bed, taking him extremely roughly Erik is too rough, and Charles is too tender. They almost get it right. But the realms of each other's bodies are foreign, incomprehensibly difficult to conquer

2. Mehrdeutiges Lächeln https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/4418.html?thread=5842242#t5842242 Erik's smile frightens the children but Charles loves it

3. Silent Music a. https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/6527.html?thread=10707327#t10707327 b. https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/6527.html?thread=10707583#t10707583  domestic!Cherik dancing in the kitchen

4. photography http://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/3115.html?thread=3334699#t3334699 photography in bed

5. Five Packages Charles Xavier Did Not Order [and one he did] https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/2292.html?thread=4030196#t4030196 It all started, Charles thought to himself sometimes, with that damned catalogue. It arrived with the day's mail addressed to one "Anon Y. Mouse", which was such an obvious pseudonym his immediate reaction was to wonder which of the students had sent for it. After deciding that there were some things he was better off not knowing, he hastily did a mental sweep of the house to make sure there was no one heading his way and slowly began to flip through the pages.

6. Night Time Friends https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/806.html?thread=4288294#t4288294 Erik helping Charles through his headaches

7. Cheers https://zamwessell.livejournal.com/2532.html Charles is drunk. Slightly less drunk Erik finds it oddly endearing

8. (we're) a beautiful mess https://dastardlywords.livejournal.com/925.html The longing Erik can feel coming of Charles in waves now is not charity nor friendship nor some misguided attempt to con Erik out of his ideals: it feels selfish and human and so clearly irrational that it can’t be mistaken for anything but stupid, helpless love.

9. shake it baby now (let me know you're mine) https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/3115.html?thread=4509995#t4509995 Charles makes Erik listen to pop music (especially 'Wild Thing' or 'The Twist'), and Erik is like "how is this even music, etc etc etc" but he secretly really likes it, especially when Charles tries to teach him to do the twist.

10. The Methods (are always the same) https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/806.html?thread=384038#t384038 Charles is taken in by the government (who managed to block his abilities). He's brutally interrogated, tortured and raped until he finally breaks. Erik finds out and he's on the warpath, saving Charles and taking him to his lair to nurse him back to help and put the pieces back together.

11. Surprise! https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/4418.html?thread=6809666#t6809666 They are halfway to the bed/or any available surface, tugging at each others' clothes before they noticed the kids were in the room, hosting a surprise party for them. So much for being discreet.

12. Hush-a-bye https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/6084.html?thread=8283332#t8283332 One of the guys is shirtless and holding a baby? And the other is all, 'that is both dawww and hot'?

13. Not Wrecked with the Day's Work https://saavikam77.livejournal.com/324815.html Charles falls asleep on Erik while they're waiting for a bus on their mutant-recruiting road trip

14. The One About The Turtleneck a. https://zamwessell.livejournal.com/2910.html b. https://zamwessell.livejournal.com/3149.html c. https://zamwessell.livejournal.com/3335.html d. https://zamwessell.livejournal.com/3689.html e. https://zamwessell.livejournal.com/3892.html Charles borrows one of Erik's turtlenecks. Things quickly get out of hand

15. Be Not Ashamed https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/6527.html?thread=9819775#t9819775 Charles and Erik inadvertently.... ok probably during sex or snuggles... figure out that one of them (you pick which one, I'm not too choosy!) finds suckling the other's nipples is comforting and arousing. So they fall into a routine where (dry or wet, doesn't matter to me) nursing becomes their go to for foreplay and for soothing away fear/stress/ upset/angry feelings. But I want it to be a special thing just between them, so obviously not something the children know about; and for them to remain adults throughout (i.e. different from "adult baby")

16. Blue Sniffles https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/6527.html?thread=10166911#t10166911 Charles sneezing a lot? And Erik's just like "Are you all right?" and all bemused by it.

17. dirty morning sex https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/6527.html?thread=11974271#t11974271 18. Vanilla https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/7315.html?thread=11897491#t11897491 Still sexy and affectionate but Erik's still got his business socks on and Charles is maybe thinking about what's for breakfast and they're both so comfortable with each other that they don't really mind when someone yawns in the middle or if someone gets called on for bad morning breath? 19. Charles yelling at Erik https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/7315.html?thread=14084755#t14084755

20. Charles is protective of Erik https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/7315.html?thread=14201491#t14201491

21. it's a disaster (but that's all right) https://freezer-penguin.livejournal.com/8256.html domestic cookery failure

22. Magneto analysing sleepy!Charles a. https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/7761.html?thread=15216465#t15216465%2F b. https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/7761.html?thread=15213393#t15213393%2F

23. Erik likes to make Charles squeal https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/7761.html?thread=15539281#t15539281 Charles is naturally a very talkative person, and that dribbles over into the bed scene a bit; he whimpers, mewls, moans and groans, laughs, and makes every little sound in between. But what Erik loves the most is when he draws out Charles' undeniably, absolutely girly squeal, because he knows Charles finds it utterly embarrassing

24. Just a Star in Your Sky https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/7761.html?thread=14945361#t14945361 Charles may have felt more for Erik than Erik did for him

25. Fast as I can https://neriwind.livejournal.com/546.html#cutid1 Erik can't say: I love you

26. Razor Sharp https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/7761.html?thread=15779921#t15779921 Erik boxing with bloody knuckles. h/c

27. Childish Things https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/7761.html?thread=14844497#t14844497 Charles is extremely ticklish. This gives Erik ideas

28. this constant state of war https://pidgeoned.livejournal.com/11844.html#cutid1 Charles and Erik are the Odd Couple. Quasi-cracky, teeth rottingly fluffy

29. My Arms Will Hold You https://koala-ecrit.livejournal.com/26907.html Charles brings three young recruits to the mansion: Ororo, Scott, and Jean. Much to Erik's dismay and annoyance, the children - especially Ororo - take up all of Charles' time. Erik realizes, however, that he and Ororo may have more in common than what first meets the eye, and that he has hidden parenting skills that he never knew about

30. A little soft https://themadwritings.livejournal.com/44817.html Erik likes sleeping on Charles' pudgy stomach

31. Try, Try Again https://and-backagain.livejournal.com/6669.html Except that this has happened before, he thinks with a start, and something in his throat closes up as he revolves on the spot, already knowing what he's going to see. Charles' back is arching as he falls, his eyes wide, and the crumpled bullet falls to the sand beside him like a calling card. X-Men: First Class Groundhog Day!AU

32. mutant school AU https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/806.html?thread=100390#t100390 Future AU in which Erik stays with Charles and helps him establish his school/teach new mutants.

33. I CAN NEVER TELL https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/806.html?thread=23078#t23078 Charles still gets shot and is crying in Erik's arms- but instead of leaving, Erik realizes that being vengeful will only ever hurt the man he loves. So he stays with Charles and confesses his ~feelings~ and kisses him and takes care of him as he gets better and they're beautiful and in love.

34. Belonging a. https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/806.html?thread=258342 b. https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/806.html?thread=258598 Charles and the Children celebrate Erik's birthday

35. Response https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/806.html?thread=560166#t560166 Charles and Erik have to attend a black tie event (to spy on an evil dude, maybe) together. Before they leave, the others mention to Charles that Erik looks dapper as fuck, and Charles is all "mhmm didn't really notice," and the others are like, "uh-huh denial is not just a river in egypt" and he's all like "wut." But Erik's tux is tailored to his body, and throughout the night, Charles is unable to resist stealing glances. Maybe they end up having sex? Maybe they end up making out in the backseat of the car like teenagers on prom night?

36. Held Taut https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/806.html?thread=615206#t615206 Erik is bleeding out fast, but help is on the way. he just needs to stay conscious, which is getting increasingly difficult. It feels like he hasn't slept in years, if only he could close his eyes for just a few moments...luckily Charles is there with his telepathy to help him out.

37. Technicolor a. https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/806.html?thread=2301222#t2301222 b. https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/806.html?thread=2302246#t2302246 c. https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/806.html?thread=2302502#t2302502 Charles don't know the meaning of 'excess'

38. Lemon Twist https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/806.html?thread=386598#t386598 Charles is the one with the nightmares, and Erik has to bring him out and comfort him. Maybe when he sleeps, Charles can tap into random minds. Or maybe he just remembers people he's touched.

39. Molten https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/2292.html?thread=3559156#t3559156 Metal Sex Toys

40. Scarred a. https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/2292.html?thread=1129972#t1129972 b. https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/2292.html?thread=1133044#t1133044 Charles wonders about Erik's scars

41. coming back for even more of exactly the same https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/2292.html?thread=1115380#t1115380 Chess turns into something more

42. wait to watch the fire https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/2292.html?thread=1315060#t1315060 something tear-inducing and horribly tragic. Maybe they only realise their feelings for each other just before Erik's changing of sides?

43. Five Times Charles Taught the Younger Mutants An Important Lesson/One Time They Taught Him One https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/2292.html?thread=1207796#t1207796

44. Overload https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/2292.html?thread=2603252#t2603252 Sex and Telepathy

45. Language Kink https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/2292.html?thread=2515700#t2515700 Charles gets turned on when Erik talks to him dirty in the many languages he knows

46. speed-dating https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/2292.html?thread=9705716#t9705716 Charles and run a speed-dating service, and Charles participated

47. Entangled https://1stclass-kink.livejournal.com/2292.html?thread=1565428#t1565428 It's ridiculously hot and humid where I am and I just have this image of Erik and Charles tangled together in bedsheets, sticky and hot but unwilling to separate because they want/need to be close.

[chaoticgo]

Just a 'J' Really (Chapter 3)

CW: none

Chapter 3 Summary: Aziraphale unlocks the BAMF powers of reading. Crowley and Aziraphale finally talk when Aziraphale returns to Earth for the first time. Crowley recollects The Fall.

Premise: What if Crowley was Archangel Jophiel before sauntering vaguely downwards? Aziraphale and Jophiel (angel!Crowley) Before the Beginning and post-series 2. This is a chaptered fic with lots of humor, fluff, action, and light angst which will have smut in future chapters. Chapter 3 is the longest chapter so far, so it's a great time to start reading! Read the whole thing on AO3.

Previously on Just a 'J' Really: Before the Beginning, we watched Aziraphale and Jophiel's lives before and after they created a nebula together. In present times, Aziraphale was shown to his Heavenly office by the Metatron and found a familiar face on a photo in the Tree of Life file. While on Earth, Crowley mulled over exactly how Aziraphale and Jophiel's old companion, the Metatron, and had acted-causing a paradigm shift.   

Excerpt from Chapter 3:

Aziraphale felt something unlock in his brain once he saw a picture of an angel with Crowley’s features. He looked up from the file and where there had once been two white walls in his office, there were now two bookshelves from floor to-well, goodness knows where, but Aziraphale couldn’t see the bookshelves ending when he craned his neck upwards.

Eyes widening, he slowly approached the bookshelf closest to him-afraid perhaps it was a mirage that would dispel if he moved too quickly. As he drew closer, the smell of ancient papyrus, palm leaves, and hide bindings made his nostrils flare. These books were quite real; however they were unlike the heavenly matter of his new desk or the material objects of his books in Soho. When he placed a hand on the closest scroll he could feel it warm beneath his skin-as though it was eager to be read by him.

“Why, hello there.” 

Aziraphale’s suspicions of a form of sentience in the object were confirmed when the scroll responded by unrolling itself. He gingerly placed it on his office floor and moved out of the way. The scroll then rolled back up so only one foot of writing was visible.

Aziraphale leaned over and studied the writing. It was written in Celestial. 

Mine first created, I grant thou thy own realm.  Doeth as thou wish.  Mostly.  Yet know that the angels who followed thee shall remember mine grace and the remaining hosts of heaven, yet those still with me, shall not remember thee and thine.   Thus thou mayst but decree thy underlings to alter their names.  Or I shall be something cross.  Also, Jophiel shall arrive one day prior to the creation of the humans.  Doth greet him upon his arrival and grant him a beguiling chore-it shall serve thee well.

Aziraphale’s eyes widened as the puzzle pieces fell into place in his mind. Whenever he had mentioned Crowley as an angel, he hadn’t actually recalled who Crowley had been specifically, just a vague notion of what angels were like. He looked back at the photo of archangel Jophiel. He didn’t just look like Crowley, this was who Crowley had been before falling. Continue reading on AO3.

Thank you to dbacklot99, GaiasEyes , and Taraiha!

@goodomensafterdark

[minnarr]

word of honor/tyk/qi ye starter kit

if you've not been on tumblr much and you're looking for where to start on shl tumblr, here's a few blogs that may interest you!

collecting creations:

@immortalwanderers reblogs all kinds of content for shl, tyk, and qi ye. also hosts a monthly spotlight event for creators (this month's theme is wu xi), a book club for the two novels, and a discord server

@wohdaily reblogs shl and tyk; great spot for visual content especially (gifs, photos, art)

@tykartreblogs reblogs art for tyk and shl (probably also qi ye?)

@hanwenzhou reblogging all things in the realm of han ying/wen kexing/zhou zishu, possibly still catching up as it's newer, definitely some hanzhou and hanwen too

events

these are just the ones i know are on tumblr, present and past/possibly recurring

@tbgkaru-woh is hosting #yebaiweek next week

@femwenzhouweek posts in early December

@qiyeminibang just finished posting creations for its inaugural event

@shanheling-reversebigbang 2022 finished posting in june

zines

these are both active and past, on the theory that old zines are great ways to find neat artists and writers

@trappedfanzine @ghostvalleyzine @shlzine @wohzine

if i missed anything please feel free to add!

[justkeeponsimming]

Hex arrives in Moonwood Mill, unaware of the chaos inside her brother’s home. She’s glad to have company for Harvestfest, even better that she doesn’t have to host!

A sim with long, wavy blonde hair that fades into bright blue and pink stands outside the home, checking their phone. Hex recognises the sim from Social Bunny - it’s her big sister, Ashe’s, girlfriend, Iosophena.

Hex: “You’ve found the right place! They’ve built a new house!”

Iosophena looks up, recognising Hex. She tucks her phone into her inventory and holds her hand out for her to shake.

Iosophena: “Phew! Ashey had to go to a High Council meeting in the Magic Realm. Thorne really lives in the middle of nowhere. It’s nice to finally meet you, Hex.”

Hex: “You too, Iopsophena. Nice to meet you outside of Social Bunny selfies!”

Iosophena giggles, a sound so full of light that it’s like the air shimmers around her. She’s a spellcaster, just like Hex’s sister, Ashe. Hex can see what Ashe likes about her girlfriend. They’re kindred spirits!

Hex and Iosophena chat away, pulling out their phones to compare photos of their cats. They bond over their love of their fur children.

[strawberry-cowmilk]

I'm gonna to be greedy here.

Listen, Demon Mc right?

But let me tell you her demon form(using a female body here so sorry fellas)

Mc's demon form was this:

Black and gold were the main colors of her outfit, a tub puffy crop tip with golden sparkles in the end. She wore a long black skirt with fading to gold in the end. she had golden cuffs on her wrists and ankles, and a golden see-through vail with tear-drop headpiece jewelry. (now depending on the scenario mc will change from wings to tail) her wings were feathers and placed on her lower back.

Now the sceario:

Mc had just turned to a demon and no one knew what her demon form looked like yet(barbs maybe knew but I don't know~). Know it was the 10-year anniversary of the three realms having peace and obviously it was a big event. Mc got to see luke and siman and Soloman(he definitely asked about having a pact) again and the three catched up.

soon enough the day of the part arrived, Mc had practicing with barbs lately to see if she could get her form out but it hasn't been easy. the only thing so far that appeared were her horns.

And on the big night when Diavolo concluded his speech and everyone turned to their natural forms.

Mc did it. she changed into her demon form. there she stood with a very proud smile on her face

(reaction.

sorry if its long!😅)

Hello! Sorry for the long wait, here it is! Enjoy

the brothers when mc changes forms

-> brothers x mc

mc is female, not proof read

content warnings: mentions of alcohol use, mentions of being drunk

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Lucifer

he knew you had trouble with switching forms, so he's proud you finally managed to do it

as such an important event too

if lucifer had drunk a ton of demonus to the point of being completely wasted, he'd have taken the microphone from diavolo and declare how proud he was of you at that moment

Mammon

almost malfunctions on the spot the second he saw you

he loves you, and he loves gold, and he loves-

the list goes on, he's lowkey scared to talk to you but if anybody else even comes close

'yo, what do ya think you're doin'? she's my human' yes he still calls you his human

Leviathan

if he could be completely honest, he was spaced out during diavolo's whole speech

that's why he barely noticed you switched forms, until something sparkly caught his eye that wasn't mammon's new watch

levi wants to run away, how can he speak to somebody who looks so cool?

Satan

he was at the party against his will, it would be like every event hosted by diavolo with lucifer screaming at everybody to look 'presentable'

this time, he secretly changed into fluffy cat slippers in the middle of the speech, as a little 'rebellion' towards his brother

if he knew you'd transform he would never have done that

Asmodeus

loses it in front of everybody

squeals over how good you look, the outfit is perfect, the fitting, shape and everything

he demands you have a whole photoshoot one day in your demon forms

when asmo says 'photoshoot' he means a whole day of carrying professional equipment around to different locations for photos

Beelzebub

his full attention was on the food, he didn't notice anything until you decided to talk to him

'oh you did it, you look great :))'

beel then invites you to leave the party early together because a new restaurant opened but a few blocks away

Belphegor

poor guy was almost falling asleep on his feet due to how boring this party was to him

he was dozing off until the applause after the speech woke him up, that's when he saw you

and yes, he thinks your demon form looks good, but he still wants to sleep right now

[galaxybooper]

Yes More Theories. Because FNAF created me.

Hi yes, more rambling by boop. Gonna do this theory entirely under the Read more since there will be spoilers!!!! The theories below will talk about the Five AND Cinder.

Upon seeing the new trailer and seeing many images of Cinder on Tumblr. It got me thinking. First, there was mention of Ras bringing back the Forbidden Five. This reminded me heavily of the new Cookie Run Kingdom update. Essentially, the Ancient Heroes learn their Soul Jam (aka their ancient power) were not theirs to begin with. In fact, their Soul Jame gems came from another group of powerful cookies who had these powers before. However, these powers were corrupt and the cookies' creators were not happy about such corruption. So, the first batch of powerful cookies were locked up tightly.

So what if Ninjago was doing something similiar? Cause let's be honest, there is no fucking way the FSM transferred these elemental powers to other beings that easily. Much like a science experiment, it won't go right the first time. Who's to say the first batch of elemental masters couldn't handle the immense power of the elements? Who's to say this few batch of elemental masters didn't grow corrupt? So, what if the Forbidden Five were the first elemental masters but turned evil and thus the FSM had to lock them away before starting anew. He would want this failed experiment far away as possible thus putting them in another realm far away from Ninjago (since it seems before Merge the elemental masters tend to appear in Ninjago far more).

Now this trickles into Cinder.

So what if Cinder was the first host? Hosting not only this new kind of spinjitzu but hosting said old elemental master? Thus obtaining not only spinjitzu abilities but what seems to be the element of smoke AND extra strength that not even Lloyd can handle. Thus the need to learn a new fighting skill is required.

As you can see from the image above, there's no gem on Cinder (at least from what I can see). His eyes are not glowing. It's likely he was probably in training to withstand the power of this old elemental master's powers sort of like Deku training with All Might to withstand of One for All's powers. Aka having to train one's body to withstand power. We know elemental masters have a stronger body compared to the average person (example: Cole being able to withstand the Oni cloud of darkness without being corrupted like the others).

Then we go into these two photos here. Cinder clearly has the gem and from what I can tell, he is gaining a boost of power. His eyes are glowing much like Wojira when Kalmaar was controlling her. Now if we take a look at the poster, we see Cinder doing ShatterSpin (aka what I believe to be the "dark" side of Spinjitzu).

Notice how his eyes are glowing just like the images above when he has the gem on his chest. In the trailer, I didn't see Cinder using ShatterSpin unless his eyes glowed. He could only use his elemental power of smoke. So either the gem holds the soul/spirit of one of the Forbidden Five OR holds something else. Regardless, the gem IS the key.

[vonnez]

MC IS A FAMOUS SINGER

demon brothers + dateables. gender neutral mc.

link page.

LUCIFER:

as your stage name is different from your real name, he was surprised to see you featured on a billboard in the human world.

now he understands why you have to leave so frequently to human realm.

he's no different to learning about it, but does pamper you a bit more knowing people from the human realm are also constantly staring at you ‐ possibly even more than the low ranking demons that want your soul, or your fanclub made by certain students of RAD.

has records and cd's of your music. he listens to them whilst doing his paperwork in the late hours of the night.

MAMMON:

"'ya make a ton of cash, right? don't 'ya think we could share it? i am your amazing and loving boyfriend, after all!"

yes, he's aiming directly at your money. he won't stop begging until you give him a couple hundred.

and also yes, he's selling exclusive photos of you for some extra grimm. (he stole the photos from asmo)

besides from that, he's supportive and goes to every concert of yours. he's cheering for you in the front row while wearing merchandise you gave him.

LEVIATHAN:

depending on the music you make, he may or may not listen to it often.

BUT, that doesn't change that you are his first celebrity crush from the human realm. he found out about you through an anime ad, alright? he thought you looked cute in the sailor uniform.

he knew exactly who you were when you came into devildom. he was going into a major fanboy crisis.

he didn't tell you he knew until much later. he was too shy to say anything, in fear of you hating him.

will blush and stammer when you drag him up on stage.

SATAN:

he was surprised just like lucifer. although, he found out about it after a crowd of people swarmed you during your stay in the human realm.

he scared them off for you, don't worry.

will ask why you didn't tell him, but won't care as much as he seems to.

he's listening to every song and going to every concert. he's VERY supportive, claims he's way more supportive than anyone else.

don't be surprised when he requests for a song about cats. he just wants to hear his two favorite things and loop it forever; your voice and anything about cats.

ASMODEUS:

"can i be your stylist?! i have SO many ideas!"

he's dressing you up for your next concert, don't even try and argue.

will get you to him any expensive item so he can be best of the best on devilgram. he needs everyone to see his beauty in top fashion!

looping your songs and constantly doing photo shoots with you. one beauty needs another, right?

BEELZEBUB:

he's neutral.

he doesn't listen to much music, so he doesn't give much of a reaction.

might ask what dishes you've eaten as someone who's famous and if you can bring some to him.

will make sure to protect you from paparazzi in the human realm. he isn't letting you get hurt.

BELPHEGOR:

"if you have a lot of money, can you buy me this comforter set? people say this is the to sleep with."

also coming for your money (low-key though)

he will ask you for every pillow and blanket he's every wanted. will BEG for it, if he has to.

though, he's not flaunting it off, he is supportive of your progress you've made. he understands it's difficult, so expect him to praise you on that before he sleeps.

DIAVOLO:

"how about we host a concert in devildom? that would be wonderful, wouldn't it?"

he's excited to now know this information.

absolutely ADORES your music. he will make barabtos and lucifer listen, too.

you will not escape his protective side when he sees a swarm of paparazzi, though.

will wear your merchandise everyday, so be ready to cuddle whilst staring at your printed face.

BARBATOS:

diavolo told him and made him listen.

he enjoys the music, to be honest. maybe because it's your voice.

will add your songs to his playlists and listen to them while cleaning around the castle.

won't make a big deal about it, much like lucifer. he'll probably praise you on your succession with some kisses and tea.

SIMEON:

loves your music. he's got to have every peice of merchandise you have. huge fan.

honestly, he was a fan before he met you. he just never knew what you looked like until you told him.

"to be clear, i was a fan of your music even before i knew.. you have a wonderful voice, MC. it's soothing to hear while spending time in my room."

he's very honest, unlike levi. will admit to being a huge fan and show you all of the merchandise he purchased.

yes, he's at every concert with luke on his shoulders.

SOLOMON:

WILL COME FOR YOUR MONEY.

although he doesn't seem like it, he's asking for expensive items just to see how much money you do have.

"can you get me this gucci bag? even these louis vuitton shoes? maybe this chanel outfit?"

he's just joking with you, he won't let you buy it.

although, he knew you were a celebrity before anyone else. he just didn't care to say anything.

yes, he's also at every event you hold. no, he won't let paparazzi get close. they have to stay at least fifty feet away or he's cursing them to stay as a frog their entire lives.

LUKE:

learnt about your music from simeon. once he figured out it was you, he was so happy.

praised you for your voice and bragged to everyone that you, his best friend, is famous.

he's on simeon's or solomon's shoulders while watching you perform - he even has a cardboard sign saying "THAT'S MY BEST FRIEND AND IM PROUD OF THEM."

sorry if there's any typos, i didn't reread over this to check. </3

[mothgoddesss]

⸻❀❀❀ Bloom. Sky Slim Notebook.

This was a gift from my older sibling and their roommate, and it unexpectedly arrived yesterday!! Even though the book was a lot smaller than I expected (with blank pages), it is still very precious to me. It even came with a bonus little AURORA thingie, too!!

These photos were made for my Instagram, but I wanted to share them here as well! I had such a delight in using a few of my figure props and figures to make such nice set-ups with it.

[switchedandbewitched]

Switched and Bewitched

Chapter 3: Gosh That Takes Me Back... Or Forward

Read Chapters 1-7 on AO3!

“What -- and I cannot stress this enough - the fuck.” Daphne was staring at The Malt Shop with

utter disbelief. What had once been a cozy, cool place to hang out and kick back with the jukebox on had been clearly turned into a novelty restaurant. 

“Like, it’s okay, Daph. We can go somewhere else, we don’t have to go in there,” Shaggy said, taking Daphne by the shoulders and steering her away. 

Daphne pulled out of his grip. “No! It’s the only... the only place... we’re going to go in there and we’re going to like it.”

Velma, Shaggy, and Scooby exchanged a threeway nervous glance and Velma gestured towards the door. “After you.” 

“I’m sorry, but we don’t allow dogs in here,'' the host said. He raised his eyebrow at the state of The Gang. While Shaggy had a chance to change at the Shaggleford estate, Daphne and Velma still donned their filthy and somewhat torn clothing plus Shaggy’s arm was in a sling, Velma’s missing shoe had been replaced with an aircast for her sprain, and Daphne’s face had a large bandage covering something in the realm of 15 stitches. “But... we could seat you outside...”

The Gang agreed, despite the fact that Daphne looked as though she may burst into tears at any moment. 

“$18 for a burger?!” Velma cried. A few other patrons turned to look at her and she lowered her voice. “This is highway robbery.”

“Like, it doesn’t matter. I have money my uncle left us,” Shaggy said. “The real problem is this menu! No sardines anywhere.”

The server came over, a skinny teenager in a cheesy 50’s uniform. “Hiya folks, welcome to The Malt Shop, the most authentic nifty fifties experience in California. What can I get for you?”

“We'll take four cheeseburgers. Strawberry shakes, and fries," Velma said, handing all the menus back to the server. 

"Oh, and could you, like, throw some green olives on top of my shake?" Shaggy asked. 

"Um..." the kid stuttered and reached for the menus. "I'll ask the kitchen."

Velma wasted no time throwing the files from Red Herring down on the table and cracking them open. The contents ranged from articles posted immediately following the disappearance all the way to true crime pieces published in the last few years. Apparently the Coolsville 4 had their own History Channel documentary. She started by pulling out the photos of the crime scene and The Gang poured over them, studying every inch with French fries in hand and exceptionally terrible milkshakes. Everything was exactly how Red Herring described it: nothing beyond a bit of evidence from each of them was found in the swamp, and it wasn’t particularly helpful evidence, either. 

"Jinkies! I think it's a clue!" Velma exclaimed. 

"What is it?" Daphne asked. 

Velma pointed to the photo of Shaggy's ripped shirt piece. "Look there. It looks like Shaggy's shirt is caught on some sticks but if you look a little closer..." Velma grabbed the pen that was clipped to the folder and outlined a shape. "It's covered in mud and hardly noticeable but it looks like --" 

"Rold!"

"That's right. Scooby, it looks like Shaggy's shirt is caught on a gold... I can't tell...?" Velma responded. “Cna you?”

"Not me. So what does that mean?" Daphne asked. 

"I'm not sure yet."

"Like, maybe we could ask... my great great nephew or whatever. I know my uncle and I bet he has files just like these somewhere," Shaggy suggested. He tossed an olive into his mouth with gusto. "Like, we should probably head back soon anyway and see if they're done setting everything up.” 

Velma turned back to cast a longing glance at The Malt Shop and instead was met by a dirty look from the server. “I don’t know what his problem is,” Velma said. “We tipped ten percent!”

“Like, don’t worry about it,” Shaggy said. “Half the stuff here doesn’t make sense.”

“It sure would be nice to have the Mystery Machine,” Daphne lamented. “This whole walking all over town thing is making my feet hurt. I didn't exactly pack sensible shoes.”

The rest of the trek back to Shaggleford Estate passed in heavy silence. As time passed in 2022, The Gang grew increasingly uneasy about the likelihood of returning to 1969. Plus, with Fred in the hospital, morale was even lower. 

Upon return to the Estate, there were at least four cars in the driveway and the front door was ajar. Daphne pushed the door open with her fingertips and it swung back, nearly whacking what appeared to be an even ganglier, scruffier version of Shaggy (if that was possible) in business casual wear. 

“Oh!” Daphne cried. “Sorry!”

“No problem, ma’am,” the man said sheepishly. “It’s quite alright.” 

The Gang filed into the foyer.

“I’m T-Timothy Shagburg, Shaggy’s g-great-nephew,” the man informed them. “B-but please, call me T-Tim. You must b-be Shaggy, of course.” Tim turned to face Shaggy who was reeling at the uncanny resemblance. Tim did appear to be older than Shaggy but they shared a near identical build. Tim proceeded to hand Shaggy a manilla file folder. “And... you must be D-daphne, Velma, and Scooby.” Each one received their own folders. “I d-do b-believe I’m missing Fred Jones?” 

“Freddie’s in the hospital,” Daphne said. “He got hurt when... when we... left.”

“No, no, that won’t d-do. I will send a car to fetch him. He can stay here with round the clock care, if needed,” Timothy said. “Uncle Shaggleford provided strict instructions to start working on this project as soon as possible. Please review each of your folders.”

The Gang cracked open the folders and revealed IDs, debit cards, copies of the police report from their initial disappearance, instructions from Uncle Shaggleford, cover stories, and other miscellaneous documents. 

“Hey! They all have driver’s licenses and I have a “California State ID card’,” Velma protested. 

“Hmm.” Tim scrolled to Velma’s file on his tablet. “Ah, I see. It states here that you never received your d-driver’s license.”

“That was 52 years ago!”

“Well, like, Velma... that was also yesterday...” Shaggy said. 

“Regardless,” Time interrupted. “We will be taking you all for a d-driving lesson. The rules of the road are a little d-different than they were in 1969.”

“Like, what’s with the names? Casey Kasem? Sounds fake, man,” Shaggy said and held up his ID which read: Casey Kasem, DOB 03/04/2003, HGT  6’0, WGT 160 lbs, HAIR BRN, EYES BLK. 

“Stefanianna Christopherson is a bit of a mouthful. Am I supposed to remember that?” Daphne asked. Daphne’s new identity listed her 21st century birthdate as 09/30/2003, height as 5’7”, and weight as 130 lbs. “And I’m barely 125 pounds, thank you.”

“Please, Ms. Blake, Ms. Dinkley. We understand this is a very d-difficult time for you. We have set everything up as b-best as we can but there will be incon... incon... inconveniences.”

Daphne sighed and slid her license into her pocket. She missed home. 

“Now if you would all please follow me,” Tim said and began walking towards the basement door. “We have put together a presentation to assist with acclimation.” Tim opened the door and gestured to the well-lit staircase with a flourish. 

Velma sat back on her overstuffed leather office chair. “Nine eleven.”

“Yes,” Timothy said. He picked up a remote off the table and clicked a button. The projector screen began to roll back up into the ceiling. 

“I really did not see that coming with Nixon,” Daphne said. 

“Hey, like, at least gay marriage is legal now...” Shaggy’s attempt to lighten the mood was unsuccessful. It was possible The Gang had just witnessed the most depressing series of powerpoints, videos, and documentary clips in history. 

“Perhaps this will cheer you up,” Tim said and called someone into the room over his earpiece. A woman in a business suit appeared and nodded at The Gang. Her appearance, though professional, was somewhat diminished by messy hair clipped back away from her face and uneven bangs. 

The woman pushed her glasses up her nose. “Sir.” 

“This is Marcie Fleach, our head of IT and Cyber Security. Marcie, d-do g-give them their cellphones, please.” Tim wrung his hands together nervously.

Marcie set a black briefcase on the table and popped it open. Inside were brand new smartphones, which The Gang only recognized as the rectangles everyone seemed to have their noses glued to. 

“Rike, ro I ret one, roo??” Scooby asked. 

“I’m afraid not, Scooby. B-but I’m sure Shaggy will b-be happy to share. Please consult the calendar in your phones for all important meetings and appointments. The g-goal is to minimize your conspicuousness as much as possible.”

Velma hesitantly unlocked the phone at the instruction of Marcie and navigated to the calendar app. It was filled with all sorts of stuff: Thursday weekly debrief, Scooby Vet Appt, 9am 21st Century Lessons (daily), Driving Lessons, Trap Engineering and Design (Fred), Smart Technology Skills (Velma), and the list went on. 

“Um, I would love to learn about modern computers but this is a little...” Velma trailed off. 

“A little structured, don’t you think?” Daphne asked. 

“Like, we usually just go with the flow, man,” Shaggy finished. 

“Rith re row,” Scooby agreed, nodding. 

“Yes, of course, b-but in order to maintain the integrity of the project, or mystery as you all would say, we need to keep on t-track,” Tim argued, but retained an anxious tone. 

“What exactly is the ‘project’?” Velma asked. 

“To figure out time travel, of course,” Tim said. 

“While we do have a mystery on our hands, Mr. Shagburg, the mystery for us is not how we got here -- It’s how we get home. If we find out how we got here incidentally, that is a phenomenal scientific feat but really we just want to go home to 1969,” Velma said. 

“Velma, I’m not sure you fully understand the scientific ramifications of this event!” Tim urged. “Nothing like this has ever b-been recorded in history! We could solve some of the b-biggest questions in the universe!” Tim’s voice became more forceful as he went on and The Gang shifted uneasily at the change in demeanor. 

The Gang looked at each other. What would happen if they said no? As it stood, everything was being provided for them by the Shaggleford trust. 

Velma smiled, uncomfortable. “You’re correct, Mr. Shagburg. The scientific implications of us traveling through time are massive. Which is why we are going to request our schedule open up just a bit in order to support us looking for clues and solving this mystery. Plus, it wouldn’t feel right to continue without Freddie.”

“Quite right, Velma. Fred should be here any moment. His room has b-been set up on the first floor with a nurse. Shaggy, you have b-been moved upstairs. I hope you d-don’t mind.”

“Anything for Freddie. Like, he’s one of my best buds,” Shaggy said.

“Tomorrow we will handle the next order of b-business... finding out what really happened to you out in the swamp. However, I'm sure you're all quite t-tired and could use some rest."

The Gang made no arguments there, they were exhausted. They made their wait up to their bedrooms in a slow trickle. Each room was more or less the same: a dresser filled with their regular clothes, an empty closet, a desk, a bookshelf with some of the best reads from the last fifty years, and, most importantly, huge king beds with fluffy pillows and a stack of blankets.

Around midnight Velma heard someone knock gently on her door. Click. It began to creep open and Velma tensed in her bed, pulling the covers to her chin. Intruders don’t typically knock first, you scaredy cat, she told herself sternly.

“Like, Velma?” 

She relaxed into her pillow. “Shaggy, you scared me half to death!” In the moonlight Velma could see Scooby charge towards the bed. He licked her face a few times and then settled in next to her. Shaggy closed the door quietly and sat on the edge of the bed, head in his hands. “What is it? What’s wrong?”

He sighed. “Like, I don’t... I don’t know. I think there’s something wrong with me. Man, I think this whole time travel thing really messed me up.” He sniffled quietly. 

Velma rubbed her eyes and sat up, sliding her glasses on her face. “What do you mean? Do you feel sick? Are you injured?’

“No, no, I feel... I feel fine. Like, my shoulder still hurts but... It’s... something else. You’ll think I’m crazy,” Shaggy replied. There were tears now, steadily streaming down his face. 

Velma slid her hand over his shoulder. “Shaggy, I believe that ‘crazy’ has left the building. This whole thing has shown me that anything is scientifically possible, even if we can’t even conceptualize it yet. Hit me with it.”

“I’m seeing things... Well, like, not seeing things. More like I’m remembering things, but they never happened. Sometimes it’s monsters I’ve never seen and sometimes it’s people or places I’ve never met or been to. Like, I don’t understand. It feels so real. And you’re there too... and Scooby, and Fred, and Daphne, and sometimes others and they, like, seem like our friends. But, again, I’ve never met them.” Shaggy finished his confession with another sigh and jumped off the bed to pace around the room. 

“Jinkies,” Velma said. “It’s happening to me, too. Tell me what you’re seeing.” Velma gingerly picked up her phone and opened the notes app Marcy had shown her. Pen and paper would have been preferred, of course, but Timothy had not yet provided The Gang with much other than their folders and cellphones.

Shaggy closed his eyes and described the images that floated through his brain with as much detail as he could. First, The Gang was running from a giant Yeti but that melted away to Chinatown on New Year’s Eve. A face Shaggy didn’t recognize flashed before him and he mentally clawed at it, trying to hold onto it for another moment. It was a little boy in a yellow sweatshirt, but Shaggy still had no idea who it was. For a moment, he didn’t even know who he was, as he watched himself, dressed in a red shirt and blue pants, turn into a horrifying monster. The image shattered as a high pitched voice yelled “Scrappy Dappy Doo!” in his brain. A town sign drifted into view: Crystal Cove. 

Shaggy shook his head. “Zoinks, like Velma I can’t do this anymore. I ... I can’t.. I want to go home.” 

“It’s alright, Shaggy. I have a theory. I’m seeing similar... visions... but also different ones. I can remember us in Hawai’i, chasing a witch doctor, for example and a woman turning into a vampire.”

“That, like, doesn’t ring a bell.” 

“Crystal Cove, though, I remember that, too. I see Crystal Cove High School. We’re all there, you, me, Fred, Daphne. We’re, um, we’re dating --”

“Dating? But like --”

“-- Yeah, I know. As I said, I have a theory. We need to talk to Fred and Daphne before I can form a complete hypothesis, and -- Hey, what about you, Scooby-Doo?” 

“Rike, rat rabout re?” Scooby mumbled, mostly asleep in bed. 

“Do you remember anything weird or wrong?” Shaggy asked. “Something that hasn’t really happened yet?”

“Ri remember rappy. rand ra raveman! I ron't remember ranything relse.” 

“A caveman?” Shaggy asked. 

“That can’t be right,” Velma said, brow furrowed. 

“Like, crazy left the building, right Velma?” 

Velma shook her head. “It’s late. Fred needs rest and Daphne is worried sick. I’m not going to wake them up unless you are.”

“Me either, but, like, Velma?”

Velma laid back down and pulled the covers up. Scooby snuggled up to her back, nearly as long as she was tall. “Yes?”

“Can I sleep in here tonight?”

“If you hog the covers then I’m pushing you out of this bed.”

“Like, understood.”

Read Chapters 1-7 on AO3!

[doctorguilty]

Also depop doesn't let you have like. Full size photos it auto crops them and you can like slightly adjust the crop but you CANT like size down the image to make things not horribly cut off, one of my listings it straight up just bugged out and a few of my photos were cropped like nonsense and were incomprehensible. It's the most horrendous thing I've ever seen in terms of hosting images for products you're selling. People are just making apps outside this earthy realm where god can't watch them

[snowshowerwriting]

Satan's Spawn || Secret Santa Snippet

Being the absolutely amazing and GOD SENT of a person @creweemmaeec11 is, she hosted a secret santa in her writers discord. Please thank her for hosting this entire thing <3 This was written for @kaiwewi with the snippet "Villain is convinced Hero's endearing new teenage sidekick is actually a literal demon". I wasn't sure if this should be comedy or serious, but after a little bit of consultation, I thought why not make it something lighthearted? I'll definitely write an angstier version if asked by Kai :)

Villain scowled at their phone, scrolling through the dozens of photos Hero had sent them. Despite any grueling attempts at analyzing the photos, Villain couldn't focus; not with the groups of Heroes and Villains conversing amongst themselves after a Holiday Dinner. The host himself- Hero- was nowhere to be found, though most likely he was in the next room over, talking with his superiors and their odd sidekick.

Speaking of, as Villain scrolled through their phone, they couldn't help but scowl. In almost each and every one of them, Sidekick was somehow involved. Which was fine- it was not like Villain absolutely loathed the sidekick. It was not like Villain often found something off about Sidekick, in the way they moved inhumanely during their fights, or how off-putting it felt to be in the same room as them. It would be as if the general area would have dropped down a couple of degrees.

Villain shivered at the thought. They always knew something was off with Sidekick. However, every time they tried to bring it up to Hero, they'd be dismissed. Instead, Hero would hug his taller partner, ruffle their hair affectionately and call them "his man" because who would be a better sidekick than a fucking demon?

Villain shivered once again, scrolling through another photo Hero sent. They licked their lips, looking over their screen and going as far as zooming in. Even in the terrible lighting, the criminal swore that they could see an odd pair of hands hovering over Hero's shoulder in a selfie with the hero and Sidekick. They zoomed back out again, staring at the photo itself. Although Hero was dressed in a more presentable fashion, being the host and all, Sidekick wore an ugly Christmas sweater with words that Villain couldn't really make out through the screen (it was sure to be some overused holiday quote). They were decorated with some colorful tinsels wrapped around like a scarf and a crown.

"If you like what you see, you can always ask for a selfie with me."

After being stuck in their own world for a while, the new voice scared the shit out of them. Villain jumped up from their seat, their phone flying up and behind them. They turned around to meet whoever had decided to chase their soul to the next realm.

Sidekick looked at Villain with the most shit-eating grin in existence, snickering at the other's reaction. "Jeez, I didn't think I'd scare you that bad," Sidekick finally spoke, as their laughter died down. Their expression seemed to be ready for ruining someone's Christmas Eve night.

"You don't just sneak up on people out of nowhere," Villain grumbled, crossing their arms over their chest once their heart had calmed down. Sidekick looked more decked out in front of them than in the selfie. The tinsels were replaced with a sparkly Santa hat, and they wore a stupidly cheap necklace with one too many sleigh bells jingling every five minutes. It hurt Villain's head.

"Eh, you don't need to be a Scrooge over it. It was all in good fun." The other simply shrugged nonchalantly, instead looking at the phone at hand. "Hero does not know how to take a selfie," they said, leaning over the back of the armchair. Villain flushed, seeing their own phone in Sidekick's hands.

"Hey, that's mine!" they hissed, leaning over to grab the phone. Much to their surprise, Sidekick leaned back out of their reach with a terrifying speed. Villain gasped, nearly tripping on the armchair and falling forwards as the other took a few steps backward. Sidekick snickered, keeping the phone out of Villain's reach as the criminal made their way around the chair. Despite Sidekick being younger by some 3 or so years, they were still taller than Villain.

"For a hero, you act like a fucking devil," Villain spoke with gritted teeth, gloweringup at them. Villain's finger flexed in the cold room, forming a fist.

Sidekick hummed in amusement, taking a few steps and looming over the criminal. Villain swallowed, leaning against the back of the couch as the sidekick basically hung over the villain. With Sidekick this close to their face, a wave of cold washed over them, as a menacing aura radiated from the sidekick. "Are you sure that I'm not one?" their voice dropped down an octave, and Villain swore they saw the other's sclera flicker into a darker red.

There was a beat of silence as Sidekick watched the villain marinate in the small moment of fear before finally pulling away. "It's almost midnight," Sidekick spoke as if they hadn't just physically intimidated, and dare Villain said, threatened them. "Merry Christmas, Villain. Happy New Year too, if I don't see you till then." They grinned again, giving a small playful salute before turning smoothly on their heels, and walking away.

Villain stared after the sidekick for a while, before snapping out of their trance. "Shit- Sidekick! My phone!" They hissed, preparing to stomp after the other. They stuffed their hands into their pockets, still cold from Sidekick's brief presence here, but paused midstep. 'What the fuck'. They took out their phone, checking twice only to glance back at the way Sidekick had disappeared from. Sidekick had to have been a demon, Villain was sure of that.

Aaaa I absolutely love alliteration so coming up with the title was so easy and fun. I hope this was to your liking, Kai! Best wishes for the holidays and new years <3 I hope you all enjoyed this. Fingers crossed this means I'll be up and writing soon again! I hope all the writers involved enjoyed what they've written and have recieved. You guys all did amazing, no matter the part played. Im glad to have known such amazing writers.

XOXO(/p)

Snow

[simslegacy5083]

NSB (Straud Legacy) Gen 8 Ep. 154: Unhappy Birthday

When Jack had agreed to let Chance host his final birthday party, he hadn’t expected to have to come without his husband.

Coming out to greet the guests Chance was confused to not see his great-grandson and could tell by the look on Jack’s face that something had gone very wrong. Ushering the others in Chance stopped his old friend on the porch, sitting him down to find out what was going on and how he could help.

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Chance could hardly believe Peachy had refused to come. He knew his grandson didn’t abandon his friends. Peachy’s actions said worrying things about his current emotional state, but Chance put those concerns aside for the time being to focus on the clearly distraught sim that he had in front of him.

Even though he had made the completely opposite choice, Chance deeply respected the logic and principles behind the immigrant’s convictions. He restated his belief that Jack’s decision to stick to his principles was an admirable choice, and that Peachy and Luigi would have all his support when the time came for Jack to move on from the mortal realm.

He was also sure Peachy would come around. They were both hurting because they didn’t want to part, and that love would bring them back together.

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Heading inside Chance explained to Bianca and the others that it was just going to be Jack and Luigi tonight, putting their questions off until later.

The plan had been for the boys to come over early so the kids could play while Peachy baked the cake. Jack’s friends weren’t about to make the sad birthday boy bake his own dessert! Instead, Tess took over babysitting while they cooked, and Chance distracted Jack with some board games.

Luigi was fascinated by Fern’s strange metal “big sister”, ignoring the other children in favor of sitting down next to Tess on the couch and telling her all about the games and shows he enjoyed on his own electronic friend, the wabbit tablet.

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Back at the homestead Peachy had cried himself dry and then gone in search of something to take his mind off the birthday going on without him.

He flipped listlessly though the TV channels. Cooking and sports only served to remind him of Jack, and he really wasn’t in the mood for any comedy shows right now. Turning the TV off, he picked up his guitar and started playing the blues.

He began strumming the same sad melody he’d played the afternoon he and Jack had fought in Selvadorada, stopping with a start when he realized he was staring at their group wedding photo.

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Peachy buried his head in his hands, remembering that day by the waterfall when Jack had done his best to explain this very issue and Peachy had refused to take back his engagement ring. Peachy had chosen to stay, and together they’d created something so wonderful he was now terrified of losing it.

Jack had never wavered in his intention to love him or live naturally. Was Peachy now going to punish his best friend for being true to himself?

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[extraordinarygrrls]

for @cagcd

The two shared glances the whole banquet, and the tournament beforehand. The two regular people, though one both more and less than the other. Johnny Cage was an action star with an exhilarating life, but he lived very much in the realms of reality until now. Imogen Idris lived a sedentary life, reclusive, doing remote work in a West London flat, but she had impossible visions, ones she first attributed to madness but now...

They were normal, modern people, seconded only to Kenshi Takahashi, who was much too serious for what she had invited Johnny Cage for in her Outworld quarters with some tea she had requested from their generous hosts: Debrief. The act of two people who had much to discuss about a social gathering getting together afterwards and making their observations.

They had not known each other long, but they shared that modernity, and she knew that in every timeline, he was Johnny Cage, and he always does the right thing.

"You have to send me those photos, first off. Has the shock of all this worn off for you yet?" She poured glasses for them and handed one to Johnny. "How are you finding our new acquaintances? Because I do have... Some notes."

[heartfullofpony]

Honest Apple

Honest Apple is an interesting episode. In it, Rarity uses her sway in the fashion industry to give up and coming designers a spotlight. The story centers around preparation for a fashion show hosted out of the Carousel Boutique, with Rarity, Hoity Toity, Photo Finish, and Applejack as judges.

It's a good old fashioned clash-of-personality episode, and as you could probably guess (even if you hadn't seen the episode), Applejack is the source of the clash.

A lot of bronies have rightfully criticized some of the late season episodes as regressing character development - forcing characters into petty squabbles that they should have outgrown. It's a paradox inherent in any series that simultaneously focuses on lessons in conflict resolution, and on individual growth.

This episode manages to capture some of that Season One simplicity without forcing the characters backwards. It's completely understandable that Applejack would take her "honest opinion," and express it too thoughtlessly - especially in the realm of fashion - an artform she has little to no appreciation for. After all, the entire reason she was called upon to judge the contest in the first place was her eye for practicality.

The scenario was doomed from the get go, regardless of how much both Rarity and Applejack have grown over the years. The only flaw was that Rarity imagined it to be a good idea to bring AJ on as a judge in the first place, (but that too is understandable given the blind spots we sometimes develop where our friends are concerned).

In the end, Rarity helps AJ see the error of her ways by introducing her to a pony who hates apples, and watching her go ballistic. The obvious lesson here is that we should appreciate the hard work others put into their passions, even if we don't have a nuanced appreciation of those passions ourselves.

It's a good one.

But there's a subtler message rolled up in all of that. Letting go of our own prejudices, and learning to look at the actual hard work that goes into creating just about anything - that, in and of itself, is an eye-opening way to create appreciation for new art forms in the first place. Applejack does this, and in the process, not only recognizes that she had been harsh in her criticisms, she walks away with at least a laymen's appreciation for fashion as an art form.

Discuss.

-Sprocket