#AND THE LABYRINTH ONE IS RLLY FUN

[jelliclewhiskers]

Top 10 Haircuts I would NOT give Beach Bear

No. 1 — The Edward Bowl Cut

No. 2 — Bald

No. 3 — Labyrinth

No. 4 — Look what they did to my dawg.

No. 5 — Ramona Flowers cut

No. 6 — Only bangs

No. 7 — Wolf Pack 5

No. 8 — Caricature / Banner art

No. 9 — Only curly bangs

No. 10 — Beta Beach Bear

[cherryistired]

an attack for @metalopodhater's character Kasume!

[hopelessdelusional]

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labyrinth

EDIT: i fucked up and forgot to add a pic and it won’t let me so. yeah. also i fixed the out of order mistake i’m so sorry😭

ONCE AGAIN THE OC JORDAN IS NOT MINE‼️‼️‼️ it’s the dearest @kotoprincesa !!

hey…life…am i right?

yeah hopefully you saw the post LMFAO ya boy has had a weird week

i’m sorry this is a short one but like i said shit is crazy

i rlly hope i’ll have time to write tomorrow 😭

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AND SINCE THIS IS LATE IM GONNA FINALLY TELL U HOW EVERYONE GOT THEIR NICKNAMES FROM BKG MWAHAHA YES:

Sero-tape arms/soy sauce:

1. tape arms is from when it was their freshmen year of high school, and sero once got RLLY drunk at some senior’s party….anyways he got tied up by a bunch of girls. with tape. (yes he did cry as the gang ripped off the tape) fun fact!! Jordan was actually at that party (their cousin was the hostess) and was the one who told the bakusquad abt him getting taped up!

2. soy sauce is from the very first prank Kaminari did on the channel where he gave sero a glass of soy sauce but told him it was coke (sero didn’t speak to him for three days afterwards)

Mina-pinky/raccoon eyes:

pinky is like rlly obvious she has pink hair, BUT raccoon eyes is a much more funny story! you see, just like her lover; kirishima, she too had a sort of…alt-y phase. in her case, she experimented with black clothing but more importantly, black eyeshadow. like. a LOT. kirishima thought it was the CUTEST thing ever and was low key upset when she stopped doing it💀

Kirishima-weird hair/shitty hair/spiky:

he just had a rlly bad haircut when they came back to school for their sophomore year, it was legit like how teen guys had it in the early 2000s-gelled up into spikes 🫥

Kaminari-Sparky:

he tried rewiring their broken fan in college. got electrocuted. went to the hospital. yeah.

Hitoshi-eyebags:

he may not get sleep now, but it was RLLY bad their jr year of high school dear GOD. everyone would have to FIGHT him to get him to go to sleep, even putting that powder melatonin in his drinks 😭😭 (it was actually kats’ idea :(( such a sweetie)

Shoto-IcyHot:

shoto had this…phase…half way thru sophomore year of high school where he would over work himself with sports/work that he would literally put on icyhot every. single. day. (it drove EVERYONE crazy but no one dared to say anything)

Jirou-headphones:

ALL throughout high school jirou always had her headphones in. there wasn’t one time where she wasn’t listening to music and bkg being the old man he is thought it was “incredibly rude” and “disrespectful” (karma is a bitch tho bc after this HIS nickname was old man)

Momo-ponytail:

yeah the gang wasn’t kidding when momo went thru an INTENSE ponytail phase like she would gel it and everything😭😭😭the girls would be begging for momo just to keep it down or else she’ll keep getting called jojo siwa by the freshmen

Iida-four eyes/glasses:

….uh it’s kinda obvious LMFAO

Ochako-pink cheeks:

so bkg and ochako were actually #besties after they put their differences aside (after bkg apologized to izuku) and she would ALWAYS go to him and rant abt her crush on Iida. so, as “revenge” he would call her pink cheeks whenever she was talking to Iida. HOWEVER that so backfired on him bc the nickname made iida think bkg liked ochako (he also noticed their newest infatuation w/each other) and iida one day went to bkg to tell him HE liked ochako and was like “i see that you and ochako have made a new relationship, but i just need to tell you i have feelings for ochako.” anyways. bkg was going thru new anger management stuff and he had to take VERY deep breaths in order not to lose his shit LMFAO

Izuku-Nerd:

….do i really need to say anything? 🤨🤨

hope you enjoyed that! thank you for the wait i love u guys 🫶🫶🫶

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fun facts! ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

- you know it’s bad when kats is up at 1AM

- ain’t i a genius for that thomas the train gossip account? huh? hm?

- Jordan keeps their man in CHECK (they love each other) and Sero is half scared, and the other half find it very sexy

- also when i wrote that part all i could think of is that one song “walk him like a dog sis” because toshi and Jordan got that covered

- do u like mina and kiri’s users😇😇 idk if i do but whatever

- that gc has…some stuff in it. mainly just all the things of bakugou’s the gang has taken, broken, or lost LMFAO

- toshi and kam are just so cute i’m throwing up sobbing rn

- kiri always scowls at “unnecessary” language but then cusses too… double standards (he has never once called out mina tho HA)

- i feel like i’ve said this before but i need to say it again; i just KNOW in my SOUL kiri uses the laughing emoji

- sero and kam are mina’s ultimate hype men

- kacchan and deku-bed friends forever!

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and when i say i need the insider info for all of these…

i’m jk but i wud love to hear abt ‘and your ex was their ROOMMATE’ ++ the one you’re most excited (to write or daydream HWJEUAHJSHA) about

WIP GAME

PLS 🫣🤭 you know you are ALWAYS welcome to all the insider info <3

'and your ex was their roommate' is a fic ive been writing on and off since june 😭. i actually opened the doc up again recently and was taken aback bc it’s semi-autobiographical 💀 BUT NOT RLLY!! but anyways it’s an eddie munson x reader fic. basically it’s a modern au and takes place in san francisco. eddie and reader had a bit of a situationship that didnt end well. reader is besties w steve and robin and shes helping them move into their new apartment and Gasp!! their third roommate is Eddie!!!! he's kind of an asshole in this one unfortunately,,, but im hoping that somehow I can redeem him LMFAO.

He begins strumming, lightly. Not enough to make actual noise, but just enough to create a lulling white noise that calms you. The chords sound familiar.  “I never gave you permission to play my guitar.”  “Just shut up and go to sleep.”  The question pounds your head, or that might just be the sickness. Still, the loopy feeling the cough syrup gave you is enough to loosen your chapped lips.  “Why are you being so nice to me?” The question comes out murmured and far more vulnerable than you would’ve liked. Your eyes are closed, so you can’t gauge Eddie’s reaction. No doubt, he’s coming up with a snarky remark. 

the one im most excited about is ‘labyrinth’!! it's a javy machado x reader fic and it's a big departure frm ANYTHING i've ever written before. the reader is jake's widow and her and javy help each other navigate their grief n then they fall in loveee. it's angsty and filled with guilt and hope and it's been so fun to write so far.

You’ve missed this, you realize. There are a lot of things that you miss about Jake, specifically. But this: the simple act of being close to someone. The simple choice to be there for someone else to lean on. Joy and guilt are like lightning and thunder. When one comes the other will soon follow.  You think about this from the outside looking in. Javy coming home, kissing your cheek, telling you about his day. Him cooking dinner while you do laundry. You doing the dishes while he does the crossword. The two of you, lying down on the couch after a long day and watching television together. The scene is exceedingly domestic in a way that makes your cheeks tingle and your chest ache. Your left thumb instinctually goes to caress the base of your ring finger, only to come up empty. Your heart drops to your stomach. Then, you remember. You always take off your rings when doing the dishes. It was best practice, to make sure that the delicate gems wouldn’t get unnecessarily tarnished. You’d never once forgotten to put them back on, though.  You linger on the absence of the rings and the presence of the man sleeping soundly right beside you. Joy and guilt. Lightning and thunder. 

[gilly-moon]

[5 Characters & 5 Tags]

Tagged by @harleyshahas (thank you ♡!!!!)

Riku/Sora (Kingdom Hearts) - KH is the game that got me into video games, and inspired me all the way to getting my current job in game dev, and Riku is at the heart of why I love the games so much. But I had to put Sora too, because one without the other just doesn't work. Without Riku, Sora couldn't have his arc of "I want to be better than Riku" to "I want to be better with Riku". And for Riku, his transition from dark & edgy to chosen keyblade weilder all ties back to how he looked down on Sora, then tried to make up for his mistakes, and finally trusted and loved Sora completely. They complete each other and challenge each other to grow and become better at every turn. Also their reunion in 2 absolutely ruins me every time. Sora crying on his knees will be burned in my brain forever.

Zack Fair (FFVII) - Crisis Core was at one point the only game that would work on my PSP lol. But I didn't need any other games because Zack the puppy was everything to me. Watching him struggle with the morality of being a SOLDIER, all while desperately trying to protect his friends and failing at every turn...that shit hurts, and yet he keeps his smile and honor right up til the end. He is THE sunshine boy of sunshine boys and I could gush about him all day long. His scenes in Advent Children destroy me.

Oikawa Tooru (Haikyuu) - the real blorbo of my heart, the bitch I latched onto and will love to the end of my days. His ability to take even a team of strangers and lead them flawlessly within just a few minutes is so admirable. He knows exactly how to bring out the best in everyone on the court. It hurts me to this day that he never got to wreck Shiratorizawa before he graduated (also that moment where he falls and slips in season 2 uggghhhhh) but jokes on them because he's the one who got an honorable position on an irl team!! I get some people call him an insufferable asshole but thats exactly why I like him! Let characters be insufferable!!!!! Its fun!!!!! And besides, when it comes down to it, he's genuinely a good person who wants everyone on his team to be involved and be their best. Love of my life. No Oikawa haters allowed on my blog.

Pitch Black/Kozmotis Pitchiner (RoTG) - basically since the movie came out I have been ready with a "Pitch did nothing wrong" speech at all times. I feel like I don't even really have to explain this one, I mean....yall get it. You know why we're all still here, loving him and the Guardians to the end of our days. I will say, though - idc if it's book version or movie version, my love for this asshole remains the same.

Nico di Angelo (Percy Jackson) - ah, the original blorbo. The queer awakening for so many people even before he was out in the books. This is another "I love him because he's kinda rude" character. His hatred towards other characters is always warranted tbh, because they ostracize him for?? No good reason at all???? No one wants to or tries to be his friend in heros of olympus for the first four books (except Hazel, who practically has to force others to talk to him) and it pisses me off to no end. Percy spent battle of the labyrinth hunting him down, but would he have been so dedicated if he wasn't getting the iris messages??? Doubt it. Anyway. I adore Nico, he deserved better, and I'm so glad he's got a wonderful bf and his own book now. I will never get tired of him and I really hope the tv series goes well so he can finally come to life in live action ♡

Honorable Mentions: Ronan Lynch, Cloud Strife, Roxas, Hiccup Haddock, Sasuke Uchiha, Portgas D. Ace, Killua Zoldyck, Allen Walker, Vlad Masters

I don't rlly talk to many people on here so...if one of my picks was also yours, consider yourself tagged!

[wygolvillage]

ok im gonna copy paste some truly insane rambles i typed on discord yesterday bc i think i mightve been onto something. i think overanalyzing the castle is fun and not necessarily part of the "intent" of the work, im rlly grasping at straws but only because its fun and interesting to think about. this reading is specifically meant to explore the idea of the castle manifesting itself to test the hero who approaches- in this case, shanoa.

i think u can kind of read ooe's castle as a reflection of ecclesia itself. tbh

entrance = shanoa herself. this is where her theme, an empty tome/twilight stigmata, finally plays for the first time, where she has her speech where she resolves to destroy dracula because shes the only one left who can, where she becomes the morning sun, theres also black panther enemies all over the place (this of course is a reference to "chat noir"- theyre black cats). the area subtitle is "nightmare gate" which i havent read a specific meaning into yet

library = the scholarly pursuits of ecclesia, the pursuit of knowledge, i also have headcanons that there were libraries in ecclesia's cathedral. theres also a dedicated kitchen area which is considered part of the library, and i think a new reading i have on that is like, the "nourishment" barlowe provided to his students? like he would have given them food, a place to live in comfort, but its all part of his control yeah? "how can you leave us when ive given you all this." and then theres piles of (presumably cursed) food you cannot eat, in the castle. fake nourishment and abundance in a palace of death and fear. the subtitle of this area is "bloody tomes"- when we consider all of ecclesias deep knowledge is "stained" and bloodied by its evil intent, well, the meaning is obvious.

arms depot = really really obvious. shanoa compares herself to a blade and a weapon constantly, thats what ecclesia was training her to be, etc. the presence of spectral swords here- literally living swords, who can summon a large variety of magical weapons, etc- its kind of obvious isnt it? the boss is eligor, a giant centaur, but one constructed of metal and armor, with bows attached to its legs and, wouldnt you know it, a giant blade. the area subtitle is "cry in the night"- this upbringing was not a healthy or pleasant one.

barracks = a barracks is where soldiers are kept, ecclesias students were effectively trained as child soldiers, thats basically it. i think its related to the same concepts as the arms depot, as it is nearby and shares the same music. the area subtitle is "distant memory" which is relevant to shanoa for Obvious reasons

underground labyrinth = admittedly i dont really have a read on this one but its a sort of catacombs, with some rooms lit brightly by candles and casting dramatic shadows. the area's theme is a shadow play, so im sure i could make a connection between the idea of like, puppets and deception and so on but it feels a bit like a stretch yeah? in the boss room theres like, engravings of angels and stuff on the illuminted wall which you could maaaaybe connect to ecclesias religion but idk. i do think the concepts of light and shadow are Relevant though, regarding ecclesia itself. the area subtitle is "flirting with shadows". but i don't have a specific reading for that

machine tower = the scientific aspects of ecclesias research! its a clock tower, but its got a much more industrial aesthetic than the more steampunk ones in the series, and its got electrical devices you can activate with your own electric glyphs. its also deaths place of residence, the "styx passage" (which is the subtitle). ive toyed with connecting it to albus- he was the most scientifically minded, the head researcher, and the connection to death and the passage of souls is obvious. he died, but his soul has not passed on yet. possibly shanoa murderguilt?

forsaken cloister = this is the "passage into hell" with the cerberus statue (shanoa directly calls it this, then refers to the final approach itself as hell, in dialogue in the cerberus room- cerberus is the guardian of the underworld), but is interestingly subtitled "gazing towards heaven"! the meaning is kind of obvious, that for everything ecclesia does as "the lords work" is actually pulling them deeper into darkness. a cloister is a typical part of a monestary or cathedrals archetecture but it can also mean to be secluded or silent. theres also no music here, supporting that meaning. possibly related to how isolated shanoas upbringing was? and as for forsaken, theyve already been abandoned by the heaven theyre gazing towards. as the center connection between all segments of the castle, it is an interesting one.

final approach = my reading is more focused on dracula's room than the rest of the final approach but its probably the most important point in "the castle is a relfection of ecclesia"- a direct reference to a room IN ecclesia. but yeah like like shanoa herself said- its shanoas personal hell. the "forbidden room" of ecclesia that the throne room visually mirrors is a location of great trauma for her, where she lost her emotions, where barlowe intended to have her killed for draculas resurrection, where he attacked her both physically and verbally, etc... the fight ends with her using dominus as she was "intended" to do by barlowe (and then albus finally gets to fulfill his goal of "becoming the bearer" of her burden) and i think the subtitle, "dust to dust", is a reference to that final moment of the fight. it is the location where shanoa triumphs over the same god that her abuser worshipped, with the same weapon that was meant to kill her (as ive said before)

[scatmaan]

The new hellraiser was pr good. Fun re-imagining of the franchise..my biggest gripes were the fact the cenobites accepted the sacrifices of those tricked into opening the box and that we didn't get to see more of their world(once again)😑...

So, the 2nd hellraiser stays my #1.. the moment the cenobites step past the little girl who was tricked into opening the box and instead pursue the one who used her for their gain.. ugh... poetic cinema...... the way the movie showed So Much of their universe as kirsty ran through the never ending labyrinth😭😭💖💕💕💕

The best we got out of this new movie was pinhead.. as always.. but new and fresh and funky. I rlly loved the new design. And 2nd, THE BIG SHOT OF LEVIATHAN. Looming... lightning striking... veiled in clouds and thunder *chef kiss* beautiful darling I love every second of leviathan on screen... I wish thered been more....... the shot of Robert being made into a cenobite reminded me of that shot in the martyrs where she finally sees the secret 10/10 every moment with leviathan was Gold

[feral-teeth]

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Part 1 - Favourite movies

1) Favourite movies

Saltburn - cinematography is stunning and the symbolic metaphors… wow. It really is easy to edit because the movie is just so damn stunning and has extremely powerful and beautiful shots.

The dark and twisted and sexy themes are right up my alley and I loved the ambiguity of Oliver as a character. He was the Minotaur of the labyrinth and he became king of the castle that placed him there. And we never saw it coming, or at least Felix’s family didn’t.

But Saltburn was always waiting for him, it never belonged to that family anyways. It was always just waiting for its next host.

My favourite vampire movie that doesn’t have any supernatural elements to it. But you could feel the vampire lurking in the shadows, around every corner once he entered Saltburn. He killed all of the other hosts, drank their blood until they run dry.

And it finally belonged to him.

Midsommar - this movie lulls you in with a sense of safety and you fall right into the pit filled with a glowing light that never goes away like the sun in Midsommar.

You feel happy for her in the end, she’s smiling right? You feel like his boyfriend deserved his fate in the end.

Sadly, she’s gone from one manipulator to another. But at least she’s happy. Girl power!1!

Rise of the Guardians - this story takes you away and makes you feel like a kid again when watching. It makes you recall times in your childhood when you wished that Jack Frost could come and give your town a fresh layer of snow so that you could have a snow day off from school. Magic and fantasy will never be lost in my heart, especially when I’m watching this movie <3

(Also always had a crush on Jack Frost tbh)

How to Train your Dragon- feeling like you don’t belong? Like the black sheep of the family ?and then creating a whole new way of living that makes your lives easier? It’s giving neurodivergent people who struggle to survive in a world not built for them, so they create their own worlds or fix things in the one that we have to make it easier for everyone, but especially those with disabilities.

That might just be me though, and the dragons are super cool! I really wish I could ride a dragon. I remember having dreams of riding a white dragon in the sky after I watched the movie when I was younger. I also wish I could have a family like Hiccup and Astrid, to find somewhere that I feel like I belong. I guess I am going to have to create that space, or hopefully find it soon.

Little women - Jo March and this movie has my whole heart and inspired me to write and play and to care about my interests and to look at the world through the lens of a child and have fun whenever I can. I love stepping into this world and to live in the fantasy of what creativity can bring.

Mamma Mia - this movie is my childhood. It’s what started my dreams of travel and having a beautiful relationship with friends and to find the loves of my life. The setting in Greece is stunning, and it makes me yearn to see the blue azure waters in person one day. To see the architecture, to walk among all of the footsteps that make its way across the roads made of stone. I love the soundtrack and no offence to ABBA, I only listen to the Mama Mia version of their songs because the voices from characters in the movies remind me of how much fun they had. I want to have my wedding there, right where Sophie did. I want the dance parties and the breaking out into song and the raunchiness and fun vibes they had. Please send these good vibes to me, universe.

Mamma Mia here we go again - I love watching Donna fall in love with each man, and the music doesn’t hurt either. It’s just an overall fun time, and to see the main trio that I fell in love with as their younger selves and seeing more of that dynamic is so so fun. Also this movie is just so wistful for me and makes me wish I could live in the 70s. The outfits in this movie are so much fun too, and I will be taking inspiration on my next rewatch and go shopping soon.

Portrait of a Lady on Fire - very gay, beautiful striking movie that makes me feel things I can’t put into words. Heartbreaking and yearning that is far too relatable. Love and heartbreak, especially sapphic heartbreak is history repeating itself. I wish to love as strongly and as madly as they do. But please don’t give me the heartbreak, please let me stay with the lover I am given.

La La Land - a beautiful soundtrack, this made me fall back in love with music and lighting design and colour and the movies. I need to create or be in movies as soon as I can. This movie showed the both negative and positive sides of that world, but I still crave to be apart of that world. I need to live and breathe in it. I need to be an actor. Please, it’s all I’ve ever dreamed of when I was younger. I also need to be a musician, to create songs and compose lyrics that will bring others to tears and create an impact through my music like music does to me. I hope the universe is on my side with this one, I think I wouldn’t be able to breathe if I never ended up doing what I wanted. I would never be able to live without music and performance.

Honourable mentions:

Luca

Call me by Your Name

Impractical Magic

The Holiday

Howl’s Moving Castle

Parasite

Totoro

Kiki’s Delivery Service

Secret Life of Walter Mitty

If I could step into movies, I would

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[dr3amofagame]

idk why but i imagined vegas 2.0 as two soccer moms (the politics bois) trying to outdo each other while their sons are dragged into it (green bois) in a rlly fvcked way. e.g.

maybe big q reconsidering dream's usefulness by saying sam's enough as protection and has other things to offer to the team as well. wilbur steps in by suggesting a duel between sam and dream then, to prove it then. maybe while it happens, wilbur whispers to quackity a list of what is still physically broken abt dream post prison (so many unhealed bones, barely healed muscle, he can barely stomach food so he had like 1 steak in the past few days, etc.) and of course, he mentions dream's most powerful asset, the revive book :)

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LMAOO

this is hilarious and also accurate as hell ,, thank you anon because the image of c!wilbur and c!quackity as PTA moms is completely sending me. this prompt (as most vt2 related things are) was really fun !! it also kinda ran away from me, which is why this ended up being almost 6k words instead of my usual 1-2k for asks, but i hope you enjoy it regardless :]

tws: implied torture/abuse, death, violence, blood, injuries, conditioning, dehumanization, panic attacks, emotional distress, trauma, unhealthy relationships (so many unhealthy relationships), smoking, dark contents, dark themes, vt2 au is always really dark so definitely proceed with caution !! dark portrayals of c!quackity, c!sam, c!wilbur, and c!dream

It starts, as many things do nowadays, with a board meeting - which seems to be as much of a sign as any that everything is going to go to shit. Board meetings for Quackity, much like Wilbur’s stupid group therapy sessions, are just a thinly veiled attempt for the two to fight for control of pretty much everything - ranging from the casino schedules to the laws still being written for Las Nevadas to what food to stock in the vending machines. As Sam is still sitting on his false throne of moral superiority and therefore less inclined to indulge himself in the same blatant corruption that characterizes their discussions, and Dream - more than anything - knows his place (which hardly gives him any position to wrangle for power among the likes of Wilbur and Quackity), the fights for control more or less remain restricted between the two. More often than not, they devolve into proving their superiority over the other by using their control of Dream (which naturally never means anything remotely good for him as a consequence) so when Quackity strolls over, all tight-lipped smiles and a cigarette held between clenched fingers, Dream really doesn’t feel anything other than dread.

Still, orders by Quackity are still orders - Dream knows this fact better than he knows that he’s alive and breathing, better than the fact that he’s out of the prison, better than he knows his own goddamn name - and Dream is far too well-trained to ever consider trying to rebel. So when the time comes - 7:30 pm, sharp - Dream is in his chair, spine straight and head alert like a goddamn dog, and he waits.

It doesn’t take long for the others to arrive. Sam comes over first, leveling him with a heavy, distrustful stare as he sits down in the chair across from Dream, the expression nearly enough for Dream to roll his eyes if it weren’t for the fear that rockets through him, still, at the sight of the Warden so close to him. Sam has made it more than clear from the very beginning that he has no trust at all for Dream, that if he had his way then Dream would be locked up for the rest of eternity in a labyrinth of blackstone and obsidian, forever guarded by his ever-present supervision. Dream feels his ears burning with heat as he dips his eyes low to the surface of the table, wanting no more than to curl up and hide under the scrutiny of the Warden’s glare.

Quackity enters next, throwing open the door of the conference room loud enough to make Dream jump out of his seat, looking at him with an upturned corner of his lip when he comes back to himself enough to notice. Dream stifles a shudder at his visible good mood, all-too-aware of what that usually meant for him in the cell, stiffening further with a growing ringing to his ears as Sam and Quackity talk and Quackity sweeps past his side to get to his seat at the head of the table, carelessly brushing his fingers along the back of Dream’s neck in a way that makes him freeze, stock-still, in his chair - feeling his fingertips ease themselves over the ridge present there from a thick band of scar tissue, a deep, jagged thing that had been carved from the blunter back edge of Quackity’s axe when he had lost his temper and let the thing slam against the back of his neck, hard enough that it probably would’ve paralyzed him completely if it weren’t for Sam’s use of almost a full chest of regens. Quackity remains over him for a few more seconds, leaning over his chair to talk to Sam as he runs a light, possessive hand over the topmost bumps of Dream’s spine, before settling over into his chair, watching him with a small smirk as he keeps a white-knuckled grip on the edge of the table.

Dream hates the prickling shame and terror that keeps his muscles tense as he stares at the table’s surface, still feeling the ghost of fingers tracing over skin and bone along the back of his neck, keeps his burning eyes trained on the surface of solid wood as he tries to steady his breaths. It’s all he can do to press down his flinch when Quackity, with a frustrated yell, slams his fist against the table a few minutes later, rage simmering underneath his words as he speaks.

“Where the hell is Wilbur?” His glare slides across the room, landing on Dream, making him shrink back in his seat, heart thudding in his ears. Quackity doesn’t stop staring at him even as he pulls a cigarette and lighter from his pants pocket, lighting it and bringing it to his lips and letting the silver-grey threads of smoke fill the room and press against the inside of Dream’s lungs. “It’s ten minutes til 8 - I don’t have time for this bullshit.”

Sam digs his fingers into his temples, already looking exhausted. “If you want, Q, we can always start without him and catch him up later. Depends on you.”

“No, then I’ll have to repeat myself and it’ll be pointless and ugh,” Quackity makes a vaguely frustrated noise as he finally turns his eyes over to Sam, making Dream’s shoulders shudder as he finally finds the air to take a breath, “We’ll just have to wait. Fucking idiot. I knew I shouldn’t have worked with any of these fuckers.”

In true Wilbur fashion, it isn’t until fifteen minutes later when the taller man finally makes an appearance, the entire time tense as hell as Quackity takes slow, steady drags of his cigarette and taps his fingers impatiently against the table’s surface. He offers one to Sam, who goes on to decline, making a short quip telling Quackity to watch his health for the future that promptly falls flat. Dream thinks he’s a fucking hypocrite, considering his whole deal with weednip or whatever Ant has on him, but doesn’t voice the thoughts as he sinks down in his chair, wishing more than anything to disappear. Against the fabric of his shirt, the right side of his chest itches, and he presses his palm against the place where he knows there is a small, irregular grid of pockmarked scars from when Quackity had taken smoke breaks in the middle of sessions.

“There you all are,” Wilbur smiles as he slides into the room, a covered metal tray held in his hands as he kicks the door closed and slides the tray onto the table with an awful screech. “I’m sorry for being late,” he continues, sounding not very sorry at all, “but I made some food to make up for it!”

He takes off the cover with a flourish; underneath, sunny yellow squares, nearly blindly bright, look up blankly under the conference room’s overly harsh lighting. They smell sugary and vaguely sour, stinging his nose slightly, and seem to be coated with a fine dusting of powdered sugar.

“Lemon bars!” Wilbur grins, just left of sincere, “they’re gluten-free!”

“God,” Quackity laughs, sounding slightly incredulous, shaking his head. Dream’s gut rolls at the sound, Wilbur’s smile growing wider, even more dangerous, at the tone. It’s familiar, the way the two of them challenge each other, and in a rare moment of solidarity Dream watches from the corner of his eyes as Sam’s shoulders hunch as well. The two of them always bring trouble, even normally, but when they’re in this mood? Actively challenging each other, toeing the line, trying to find the limits and push them just because they can? Dream shivers in his seat, grip tightening on his own arms; this, he knows, is when they are at their most dangerous - and he has the scars to prove it.

“Gluten-free, huh? Really leaning into the whole ‘PTA mom’ schtick today, aren’t you?” Quackity smirks. “Should I call you Linda from now on?”

“I don’t know, Quackity, I was just thinking that I would make a little healthier treat for all of us, you know?” Wilbur brushes off the remark easily, taking a seat and immediately kicking his feet up onto the table. “If you want it, of course. I would hardly want to get in the way of your professionalism, Mr. President- do you have one of those? Or are you going for a more authoritarian approach”

“Fighting words from someone who rigged an election as President,” Quackity drawls, “and couldn’t even win it, might I add. “

“Oh, Big Q! You fail to understand, I wasn’t criticizing you at all,” Wilbur smiles, jagged, “we agree, I believe, on the failures of democracy. Unless you’ve forgotten our conversation, already?”

“Of course not,” Quackity snorts, and Dream doesn’t miss how his gaze shifts towards the side of the room, landing on Dream and making him curl further in his seat. “I’ll save you from me trying to pick your brain, this time, but don’t worry. You make yourself…rather hard to forget.”

Wilbur claps, seeming satisfied with this round of verbal sparring, and the sharp sound of his hands meeting together nearly has Dream jumping in his seat. “So! Lemon bars- does anyone want any?”

Dream is keenly aware of two pairs of eyes landing on him, Wilbur and Quackity watching for his reaction with bated breath and narrowed eyes. Panic crawls up his throat; he knows the purpose behind their stares, knows that he’s once again become the object of one of their power struggles. Quackity’s orders rattle in his brain, his thoughts a messy jumble of pins all knocked loose from his time in the prison, hopelessly unorganized and running on little more than instinct. Wilbur is expecting him to eat, to give into his sweet pastries and sweeter words; the lesson not to eat, move, think without permission, hammered into him between chunks of potato and battered ribs and blood gathered in the crevices of his skin, keeps his hands at his sides instead of reaching towards the pastries still set in the middle of the table. Even with Quackity at the opposite side of the room, Dream swears that he can still feel the pressure of a hand against the back of his neck, pressing just hard enough to make itself known from the feeling of fingers pressing into either side of his spine - he doesn’t even quite feel himself shaking his head, only really realizes what he’s done when he hears Wilbur sigh in frustration and meets Quackity’s satisfied gaze.

“I’ll take one,” Sam says, sounding exhausted, eyes flitting from Wilbur to Quackity to Dream with an increasingly long-suffering expression. His face twists around the first bite of the bright yellow pastry, nose scrunching as he puts it down, missing a half-moon bite along one corner, and drags his fingers over the table to ease off the remnants of powdered sugar. Wilbur watches him, seeming amused, and Quackity rolls his eyes as he pulls a binder out of his inventory.

“Now that everyone is finally here,” he starts, directing a particularly dead-eyed stare at Wilbur, “we can finally get on with the meeting. I was thinking we could go over the budget, today, if that’s alright with the rest of you.”

It sounds innocent enough - which is the first sign of many that this meeting, whatever it is, is going to be anything but pleasant. The grin that steadily grows on Quackity’s face does nothing to assuage Dream’s anxieties, only pushing them higher as the man flips open the binder and messes with it for a few seconds longer before seemingly finding what he’s looking for.

“I think we all know that until Sam finishes with the bank, funds around here are going to be a little bit tight,” Quackity begins, waiting for all of them to nod before continuing, “And we really need to save wherever we can. I recounted the budget yesterday, just to make sure that we’re all on track, and- well,”

Quackity points to a circled series of red numbers that Dream doesn’t understand but can assume mean little good for them. Sam makes a low, considering noise, sounding strangely concerned, and Wilbur actually seems to close his mouth and lean forward in curiosity.

“We have a deficit,” Quackity continues when they’ve all settled back into their seats, “and we’ll get it all back once Sam gets the bank up and running, but for now our funds are...limited. I don’t want to stop progress on Las Nevadas, of course, we really don’t have time to waste. So I thought we’d have a meeting today to discuss the budget and eliminate any expenses that we might find-” Quackity gestures with a smooth twirl of his wrist, “expendable.”

Sam hums. “Do you have anything in mind, Quackity?”

“A few,” Quackity flips to the next page, where he’s seemingly jotted a few notes - different things that they can put off for the moment, it seems, and the money that would be saved for forgoing them temporarily. Dream reads down the list quickly, stilling at the last item.

“Quackity,” Sam sounds twenty times more tired already when he speaks, tone flat and a little irritated. “Why is Dream on the list?”

Quackity shrugs. “Hear me out, now- most of our money right now is going into living expenses for the four of us. Having more people here, until everything becomes more sustainable, is a huge drain on our resources. I’m just listing all our options.”

“So what do you want to do?” Sam huffs. “Throw him back in Pandora?”

Quackity shakes his head.

“Wilbur does have the revive book knowledge, you know,” he says, and Dream’s blood runs cold. He can’t run, can’t move; he’s stuck in his seat, heart hammering faster in his chest as the other three hardly spare him a second glance. Sam purses his lips, a considering expression flashing over his face, as Quackity presses on. “Seriously- listen, Sam. There’s nothing that Dream is really offering, at the moment, that the rest of us can’t handle. Wilbur has the revive book, you can act as security to take out any threats - really, we shouldn’t be pissing anyone off until everything officially opens, and we can always retrieve him then when we need him. He’ll be out of the way, which means he won’t be able to start any fucking trouble,” Quackity laughs, short. “It’s a win-win.”

“I don’t know, Quackity,” Sam says, the words slow, but the tone is familiar enough for Dream to know that he’s already mostly given in. “It’s a risk, isn’t it? None of us but Dream have really used the revive book, before.”

Wilbur doesn’t even look at him when he chirps a reply. “That won’t be a problem, Sam. I’d be very happy to test it out, if you want.”

Quackity leans forward, and Dream nearly gags; he’s preening in his spot, eyes dancing as he smiles up at Sam. “Anything else you can think of?”

“I don’t know,” Sam trails off, and Dream looks down, only barely staving off the panic squeezing around his lungs and tears burning in his eyes. It’s nothing he hasn’t envisioned before, nothing he hasn’t expected, but this- he feels like such a fool, for hoping- “If we get ambushed, Q, I really don’t know if gear is going to be enough. You remember what Technoblade did last time.”

Quackity huffs, sounding annoyed, but nods to concede the point. “That is...fair. But then again, we don’t exactly know how good Dream is either, do we?” Quackity finally leans over to look at him, and Dream feels himself choke on his own breath at the dangerous gleam in Quackity’s eyes, all-too-familiar in their scrutiny, looking at him the same way they had pinned him to the floor of his obsidian-walled hell. “Anything to say, Dream?”

“I-” The words shake on Dream’s tongue, and he only barely manages a dry swallow as he struggles through the rest of his sentence, shrinking back from the heavy weight of three pairs of eyes fixed on his own, “I can be useful, s-” he only barely manages to bite down the word, a new wave of shame making him shrink back further past the fear. Quackity’s lip twitches upward.

Wilbur twirls a pencil in one hand, looking spectacularly bored; Dream’s chest shrieks with a harsh spike of envy at his composure. “How about you prove it?” His eyes are laughing when Dream gets a good look at them, amusement clear at the idea. “Put on a show?”

Quackity rolls his eyes. “What do you have in mind?”

“You want to know if Sam can serve as an adequate replacement for Dream’s combat prowess, no?” Wilbur leans back in his chair as he talks, still focused on spinning his pencil over and between his fingers, “Why doesn’t he prove it? Let them duel, one on one. If Sam kills Dream, then you’re right, we’re done, and we can all move on with our days. If Dream wins, then he’s proved his worth, and we can figure out the rest of the budget after. What do you think?”

Quackity’s lips press together, seeming displeased, but he doesn’t say anything in return. Sam, ever practical, drums his fingers against the table.

“That sounds...fair,” Sam purses his lips. “How would we judge this? Equal gear?”

Wilbur only smiles wider as he shakes his head. “I was thinking we would make it a little more accurate to reality, if Dream’s services were truly to be needed. Sam, you can keep your own gear, and Dream should use his own. I guess on your end we can fight until you yield, but for him…”

The words are left unsaid, but Dream flexes his hands underneath the table as he catches onto the implications. For him, it’s a fight to the death.

Sam shrugs. “That works for me. Dream?”

He doesn’t really have a choice, does he? “Okay.”

“Wonderful!” Wilbur claps, bringing his hands to his chest and looking thoroughly thrilled at the prospects of the potential duel. Quackity glares at Dream but doesn’t say a word, and Dream hunches into himself, nearly folding himself in half as he ducks as far as he can down his seat. Sam pulls out his sword, flipping it around and testing its weight, and Dream doesn’t quite manage to suppress his full-body shudder at the sight. “Let’s get started, then.”

They move out in a roughly single-file line out of the conference room, Wilbur making idle chatter as Sam continues to examine his armor and weapons as they walk. They settle into an open space in the still-unfinished casino that Wilbur looks around for a second and then deems appropriate for the duel. Sam sets down an enderchest to gather his necessary materials, and Dream settles in front of it himself afterwards, shifting the lid open with shaking hands as he tries to work through his inventory.

He’s started the process of building up his gear again in his spare time, but he’s not had the time to finish gathering netherite for both himself and Wilbur - Wilbur meets his eyes with a sly wink before equipping the set of netherite armor that Dream had crafted for him, and Dream stifles a desperate snarl. He doesn’t even have the other set (still a gleaming blue from unplated diamond) enchanted, outside of a Sharpness book that he had slapped onto a diamond axe. He gathers the rest of his supplies with careful hands, trying to press down the increasing trembling of his limbs from his growing panic, flexing his arm around the weight of a shield once again and pocketing steaks and golden apples from his hoard.

He has no potions, no good weapons, not even a properly enchanted crossbow to offer the slightest bit of an advantage. Dream lets his eyes flick up to where Sam is waiting at the opposite side of the room, standing up straight with enchanted netherite covering him head to toe and a familiar axe slung over his shoulder, and tries not to break down right then and there. It’s too familiar, too reminiscent of obsidian walls and netherite pressed against his ribs and demands that he behave, and despite the glittering white walls and high ceiling and cold night air he swears he could fall just from the memories alone. Drowning within them, he distantly remembers a duel long-past under a bright blue sky, Sam laughing under a swirl of potion particles on the grass surrounding the Community House lake, and wonders which of the memories hurt more.

“Dream,” Quackity snaps, and Dream stills in his place, slamming the lid of the enderchest shut as his heart hammers in his ears. Quackity watches him intently, expression twisted in disappointment, and some beaten, instinctual part of him whines uncomfortably at the sight. “Hurry up.”

Dream nods, because of course he does, and stands with the results of his mad scramble to gather anything that could be useful in the duel to come - a few gapples, steaks, a sword, a bow lacking any enchantments at all, and an axe and shield. It’s a rather pathetic ensemble, but it’ll be enough. It’ll have to be enough.

“Ready?” Wilbur takes place as referee, standing off to the side with a smile on his face as Dream stands across from Sam, holding his axe with a white-knuckled grip as the Warden - expression unreadable through the shadow of his helmet and the mask fixed over his face - squares his own stance in preparation for the fight. “Good luck.”

Wilbur’s arm cuts a line in the air as it drops, and the Warden explodes into action, lumbering forward as he raises his axe over his head to bring it down. Dream tumbles in the opposite direction, letting a long held back, battle-trained part of himself take over as he rights himself back on his feet, swinging up his shield to catch on the downward arc of Warden’s Hammer, frantically pressing back the dregs of fear and panic staining the corners of his vision black as he moves.

The Warden hits slow but hits hard, too big and bulky to really avoid any quick attacks but too well-armored to be easily defeated despite that. He’s a classic tank - Dream skitters out of the way of another hit as he reaches for memories of him that won’t leave him gasping, information on his opponent that didn’t come from within the prison and all its horrors.

He’d dueled Sam before, he knows; it wasn’t the same, as Sam was trying out a Turtle Master potion and intent on proving the superiority of Resistance IV against Dream’s own combat prowess. He’d failed, then; Dream forcefully steadies another breath as the sound of the Warden’s armor clanking against the ground almost sends him into another panic. He’ll have to fail now, too.

Fortunately, he’s been allowed food to heal - without it, this fight would probably be near impossible. As it is, even without the potion, the principles of this duel are the same. Dream swings up his axe, catching the blade hurling towards him in the crook where the head meets the handle just long enough to pull himself out of the way and let the Warden’s weapon fall uselessly to the ground. Dream raises his head in the second he has, tracing his gaze over the Warden’s armor in search for places to exploit. Even the best defenses aren’t perfect. All he needs to do is survive for long enough to chip through it.

A fumbled dodge leads to the Warden’s blade skimming past his skin, carving a thin red line in the skin of his upper arm. He hisses as he dives out of the way of the next blow, the twinges of pain from the area almost enough to make his vision unfocused, almost enough to send him tumbling head-first into the part of him screaming submit submit submit if you don’t fight back they won’t hurt you more. He grits his teeth as he swings forward, knocking away the axe coming towards him with his axe long enough to push forward with his shield and knock the Warden further away from him. He can’t afford to flinch, can’t afford to let fear take control of his movements as it has so many times before. The keening desperation running through his veins is familiar, but desperation can fall both ways, can make him fight or flee - and there’s only one real option that will end with him getting out of this alive.

Dream stands and forces himself to meet the next swing hurling towards him dead on, raising his shield to catch the blade and pushing forward past the shuddering shock in his left arm from the force of the blow. His own blade arcs downward in the next second, scraping against the Warden’s netherite armor with a metallic screech. He manages to get in two more blows before the Warden’s next attack has him backing away to dodge, shaking off his arm to get his shield ready for the next attack.

He has to stay on the offensive, keep pressing the Warden back and forcing the other to play defense. He’s still weak from the prison; in terms of brute strength, he’s no match from the Warden, not after months of starvation and torture stuck in a box with hardly enough room to stretch his legs. All he really has going for him is his speed and his experience, neither of which will do him any good if he teeters over the edge into the panic attack he’s been trying to hold off the entire time. Dream runs forward, not giving himself more than a second to breathe as he rushes the Warden once again, switching weapons mid-leap to a sword that will allow for quicker blows in the time that he has the Warden off-balance enough to attack freely. He scores a series of glancing hits on the Warden, none doing any major damage but altogether enough to make the Warden back off, wary, with a gasping note of pain, and Dream shakes his head to force himself to focus before running forward once more.

The Warden pulls out a shield of his own, and Dream switches back to the axe and swings it squarely into the shield, then twists himself around to the Warden’s unprotected back to catch him with another heavy blow that leaves him reeling in the second he takes to recover. He’s clearly untrained with a shield, his left arm clumsy as he tries to block Dream’s blows, and Dream uses the opportunity to score another few solid hits to the Warden’s sides and legs, getting a good blow with the blunt side of his axe into the back of one of his knees, leaving the warden limping when he pulls away.

Dream has hardly come off unscathed in the fight - he wheezes out a heavy breath through his teeth, chest aching from a hit that had broken one of his ribs. The exertion and anxiety still pressing at the back of his throat has left him light-headed, and he bites through a crisp, almost sickeningly-sweet bite of golden apple to close a wound bleeding sluggishly on his side. Neither of them can go on for much longer; the Warden’s grip tightens on his axe, and Dream swallows past the shudder that arises from the sight.

Once again, he raises his axe and runs into the fight, parrying the coming strike and twisting out of the way to strike at a joint of the Warden’s armor with the flat of his blade. The Warden’s arm raises, and Dream bites off a yelp of alarm as the handle of his axe is levied against his unarmored side, knocking him off-balance and falling back onto the ground, too disoriented to catch himself. He lands on his left arm, and his vision goes white as it gives out with a sharp crack.

Through half-lidded eyes, he can make out the Warden stalking closer, axe raised and ready to end the fight - end him. His chest shakes in a pathetic wheeze for breath, arm completely useless from where it’s screaming in pain underneath him. He needs to move, now, if he wants to survive this - fear swells forward, unhindered as his focus is broken by the vice grip the pain has on his skull - he’s shaking, now, the terror so familiar he can taste it - salt and iron and sticky-sweet health potions against the backs of his teeth-

The Warden raises his axe.

No.

Dream raises his sword just in time to catch the blade hurtling towards his neck, uses his foot to kick against the Warden’s grip on the handle. The axe clatters out of his grip, falls forward - Dream rolls away, breathing harshly around the pain threatening to make him black out. Unarmed, the Warden takes a second to grab a sword from his inventory while Dream forces himself back to his feet and kicks the axe as far away as he can.

He’s so flooded with panic he’s choking on it, broken arm hanging limply by his side as he charges forward, sword in hand. He won’t die, not after all this time, not after all this effort - he throws himself at the Warden, batters him with jabs and thrusts that force the other man to back away and parry, snarling wordlessly as he brings his sword to slash forward again and again.

His attacks are messy, uncoordinated, but the Warden is tired and disoriented from the loss of his weapon - he flinches back as Dream hits him in the jaw with the hilt of his sword, only barely matching his blows as he continues to push forward. Any hits that he scores on Dream are brushed off with a growl of pain and his sword moving even faster in his fury, and it’s not very long at all before he’s knocked flat on his back with a sweep of Dream’s legs, gasping for air as Dream pins him to the ground with a blade pressed against his neck.

Dream meets his wide eyes with his own, lips curled back in the same desperate rage that had moved him forwards despite the black creeping into the corners of his eyes and the lancing pain tying its strings around his neck and leaving him gasping for air. The sword in his hand bears threads of blood along its edge, pressing deeper into the Warden’s neck and drawing crimson up to the surface - a thousand fearful, angry thoughts swell up to the front of his skull in a singular, white-hot point. It is the Warden underneath his feet, at the end of his blade, cowering beneath him as he had cowered before - the Warden, the cause of his pain, the reason behind the ache in his gut and the stinging pains in his limbs and the piercing agony from his arm and chest. It would be so easy to push just a little harder, to press the sweet blue blade down and down and down until the Warden is gone and the Warden is dead and the Warden can’t hurt him anymore-

“Down, Dream,” Quackity snaps, and Dream backs off immediately, losing his grip on his sword as the command has him dragged back by the neck like an invisible leash and collar pulling him away. Sam settles back in a sitting position, still wide-eyed, wincing as he moves and bringing a golden apple from his inventory to heal the worst of his injuries.

“Eat,” Quackity commands again, and Dream only barely manages a stiff nod through the nausea and dread curling around his chest as the adrenaline begins to fade away, fumbling with the golden apple he finds in his inventory and nibbling at it to tide off the worst of the pain.

“Bravo, bravo,” Wilbur grins from the side, clapping slowly as he walks back into the middle of their makeshift arena - he’s taken his armor off again, but it doesn’t make the sight of him any less intimidating. “What a show! We should do that more often, what do you think?”

No, Dream almost screams, I can’t- but Quackity beats him to it, glaring at Wilbur with an incredulous expression.

“We don’t have the time to waste on your fucking ‘shows,’” he snaps, crossing his arms as he swings his gaze over to Dream. “Fine. You’ve proved yourself. Now hurry up - we have to clean up all of this shit and then figure out the rest of this fucking budget.”

Dream pulls himself to his feet, watching from the side as the Warden does the same.

“Make yourself useful and clean off all your fucking blood from the floor,” Quackity meets his eyes with a vicious glare, waiting until he stammers his way through an agreement before turning to the other two in the room. “Sam, Wilbur - with me. I want to get this money issue figured out tonight.”

Dream watches them go as he shuffles to the cleaning closet, feeling a shudder crawl up his spine once they’re out of sight. Make yourself useful, Quackity’s voice rings in his head, and Dream bites his lip, only stopping when he accidentally breaks through skin and the taste of blood floods his tongue.

He has a feeling that those words are going to haunt him for a long, long time.

[jikyuz]

26 from the fluff prompt list with hyunsuk **** forgot to clarify !! ^^

✦ (fluff) 26. “my lipgloss is all over your lips.” ✦ some rlly soft fluff, lowercase intended

“are you sure about this, babe?” nervousness filled your body as you grew closer to the yg building. 

just minutes before you were at your apartment, sitting in hyunsuk’s lap and admiring his smile when he had sprung the idea of walking him to practice on you. as of recent you had both been busy with everything that you had less and less time to spend together so of course you agreed, not realizing that walking him to practice most likely meant meeting the other members; something which you hadn’t done yet.

it’s not like you were opposed to the idea of meeting them, after all you had been dating hyunsuk for a few months, it only made sense that soon you would, but the idea of them all staring at you made you just a bit nervous.

“if you want you can come in the practice room and meet the boys. what do you think, baby?” hyunsuk’s hand was snug in yours, his thumb rubbing circles into the back of your hand. sweat collected between your intertwined fingers and hyunsuk just squeezed your hand. “if you don’t want to you can just drop me off in front of the building.”

“no, no.” you shook your head. looking over at your boyfriend you leaned into him, bumping your shoulder into his and giggling when he feigned hurt. as the yg building came into view you grew more serious, shaking your head once more. “i want to meet the members. it was gonna happen eventually so why not today? i’m just nervous, that’s all.”

hyunsuk chuckled, swinging your connected hands back and forth between you as you walked. “if anything they’re gonna be more preoccupied with teasing me. besides, they’ve seen your pictures on my phone, they’re really looking forward to meeting you.”

taking a deep breath, you nodded. the doors to the building were right in front of you now and you shyly smiled when hyunsuk opened the door for you, disconnecting your hands and motioning for you to go in first. sure you had seen the inside of the building before but only in pictures and videos, it was much more spacious as you looked up into three floors of various rooms and hallways.

hyunsuk’s hand immediately found yours again, leading you forward and through the small gates. with each turn you felt like you were going deeper into a labyrinth and you were surprised that with each step your nervousness faded into one of excitement and anticipation. you had heard so many stories and watched so many videos of the members but finally meeting them in person was another thing.

as you got closer to the practice rooms you heard yelling along with loud laughter. looking over at hyunsuk you chuckled when he just shook his head, a loving smile appearing on his face as he took you to that very same door.

“ready?” hyunsuk whispered to you, the hand that wasn’t clasped in yours now hovering over the door knob.

when you nodded your head yes, squeezing your boyfriend’s hand in anticipation, you took a breath as hyunsuk opened the door. behind it there were eleven boys, all of different heights and different levels of energy but they all drew their attention towards you and hyunsuk.

“finally you’re here! and you must be y/n! welcome to the family, hyunsuk talks about you so much. we were waiting for - oh. you look like you had fun.” jihoon came walking up, his arms crossed over his chest and eyebrows raised suggestively. 

confused by jihoon’s statement, you looked over at hyunsuk, bursting out into laughter along with a few other members in the background. a loud junkyu yelling, “wow!”

“what? what is it?” hyunsuk looked around before settling his eyes on you. his cheeks were a light shade of pink and as the light hit his face you were reminded of the moment you shared before leaving for practice.

“my lip gloss is all over your lips.” as you said that, junkyu burst into laughter, nearly falling down while doyoung slapped his knee, his laugh echoing through the room.

judging from the way all the members were teasing hyunsuk and either shaking your hand, giving you a hug or a high-five, you were sure you would fit in very well.

[anachronisticcrab]

Nico di Angelo Headcanons

It’s Nico’s birthday! So here are some Headcanons about him

* He wears dresses cause they’re pretty and make his aesthetic pop even more

* He’s royalty. I think his grandma was related to the Savoia’s (Italian royal family) so he grew up royal and shit

* He’s Rromani

* He’s a classics nerd, especially with literature and art

* ARTIST NICO RIGHTS

* He has a huge family after the Giants War, most of them adopted. Reyna, Meg, Rachel, Annabeth, Percy, Jason, Piper, Castor, Mr. D, Hazel, Frank, Leo, Gwen, Will, Austin, Kayla, Chiron, Hestia, Bob, Damasen, Hades, Persephone, Zagreus, Mesperian, Melinoe, Hermes, Castor, Apollo/Lester, Thalia, the troglodytes, Estelle, Sally, Paul, Drew, Mitchell, Clarisse, etc.

* They have the most comfortable bed in the WORLD. Whenever his family can’t sleep, they go to the Hades cabin and they send good dreams their way and chill out on one of the huge comfy beds

* He stress cooks

* All he wants for gifts is more family

* He’s literally a nonna ngl

* He hates IKEA. He calls it the Swedish Mafia and glares whenever someone gets anything IKEA related

* He’s gone vegetarian cause meat just tastes like death to him (not my hc but I’m not sure who originally came up with it, if you know pls tell me)

* He drinks his weight in coffee every day. He’s a caffeine addict

* He’s nonbinary cause duh

* He’s ace cause everyone is

* He hates horror movies. They remind him of Tartarus and he gets rlly bad flashbacks from them, so he doesn’t watch them

* Toasters make him jump. The amount of times he’s stabbed a toaster cause it went off and spooked him is amazing

* He loves Marvel and DC

* He’s amazing at poker

* He wears crowns all the time cuz he’s ROYAL

* He has a shockingly deep voice. No one expects it from him cause he’s short and skinny and looks like he should have a voice like a little flute, but his voice is super deep. It’s one of the reasons ppl are kinda uneasy around him

* He still wants to be a pirate and had a blast on the Argo 2. It was his childhood dream come true— demigods and pirates

* Nico talks with his hands all the time (click here to see my bigger post about it)

* He loves his sisters more than anything cause he’s Italian at heart. Rachel, Drew, Meg, Hazel, Reyna, Estelle and Annabeth are the luckiest people out there

* Contrary to popular belief, Nico is more interested in a career in medicine than Will. Will has a lot of trauma from being a combat medic for years, while Nico wants to learn more about biology and medicine cause it’s come a long way since he was a kid. Will ends up becoming a guidance counsellor

* As I said, Nico’s more likely to do something in medicine, but he doesn’t. He gets a degree in art history and ends up as a museum curator

* Nico has hundreds of books on his shelves and there’s sticky notes with writing on all of them. Little notes, observations, connections, ideas of what something could mean in a deeper way, notes about how Character A was 100% queer and in a loving relationship with characters B and C

* He can’t stand country music. There are a total of two good country songs and he hates the rest of them

* Other than that he listens to pretty much any music. His favourite band is the Ramones cause it’s canon and they’re amazing

* His favourite song is actually My Heart is Buries in Venice tho, not smth by the Ramones

* He’s shockingly good with kids. He’s very entertaining for them to hang out with, he listens to them rant, he plays games with them. Nico’s just great with kids and everyone at CHB loves him

* There is a total of three (3) animals that Nico can stand. They are cats, dogs, and snakes. Anything else and he will despise it forever

* His full name is Domenico Ade Uriele di Angelo. Ade is the italian form of Hades, and Uriele is the Aquarian Angel so I kinda thought it was a good fit lol. Plus Domenico is fun to say

* He’s never told anyone, but he’s actually open to the idea of a poly relationship and has always had a tiny crush on Leo (don’t mind me throwing in a hint of soldezangelo to appease my soul)

* He lives cuddles! If he doesn’t know you well, he won’t touch you with a ten foot pole. But once he gets to know you and he is comfortable around you... he’s s o f t. He falls asleep on ppl all the time

* Percy gave him his address and phone number after the Battle of the Labyrinth (which is how Nico knew where Percy lived at the end of the book)

* I’ve got so many ideas about Percy and Nico being like siblings and you can find a post about that whole deal here

* When Nico was still living on the streets b/w BotL and tlo, he spent some time at both Percy and Rachel’s homes. He and Rachel bonded over painting

* He’s really good at photography

* He can play like 9 instruments

* He doesn’t really get or understand Halloween and Thanksgiving, but he participates

That’s all for now!! Happy birthday to Nico di Angelo!

[lordkilluazoldyck]

Haunted Houses

masterlist | guidelines

part two: don’t touch my baby

summary: todoroki takes you to a haunted house but it doesn’t exactly play out as planned.

warnings: cursing, mentions kidnapping kinda, i mean it’s overall spooky.

author’s note: i rlly meant for this to be more fluffy and less scary but honestly i was rlly feeling the spook. idk i almost made it more scary but decided it would take away from what fluff there is lmao. enjoy!!

todoroki

In all honesty, Todoroki just wanted to make you happy. With Halloween approaching, he knew you were excited about doing something spooky.

So, he figured he’d take you to a haunted house. Not a haunted house like one with actors in costumes and a bunch of people— no, a real haunted house. That’s what you meant by ‘haunted house,’ when you said you wanted to go, right?

Not exactly, but you were excited nevertheless.

The two of you left the house in his— rather expensive— car, with a couple backpacks and supplies for a stay in a very much haunted mansion.

When Todoroki wasn’t shifting gears, he left his hand protectively on your thigh. He could feel your excitement and nervousness, and couldn’t help but feel pride that he’d succeeded in making you happy.

“Are you excited, baby?” He glanced in your direction.

You grinned. “Yes!!! What do you think will happen? Do you think we’ll see any ghosts?!” You practically squealed.

He chuckled, glancing at his rear view mirror. “Maybe.”

He didn’t believe in such superstitions, but he knew all too well that you believed in them all. He wasn’t going to ruin your excitement by shooting them down, though. Especially not when you looked so fucking adorable when you were excited.

When you pulled into the lengthy driveway of your destination you grew evermore nervous. Noticing how deep into the woods the mansion set, your anxieties started to show. Todoroki took notice of your change in demeanor.

“Don’t worry, baby. I won’t let anything get to you.” He winked at you as he put the car in park. “I am a pro hero after all.”

You nodded and took a few deep breaths before opening the car door. You both grabbed your backpacks and walked hand in hand to the front door.

Todoroki looked almost bored as he pushed the wooden door open.

The inside seemed much bigger than you expected, judging from the outside. But, what caught your attention more than anything was the items within the home. Everything was still there, down to an open book and a pencil. It was eerie. It seemed as if whoever lived there left everything behind, or at least if they died there, nobody cared enough to box up their possessions.

Todoroki tugged on your hand, pulling you deeper into the house. You gripped onto him tightly. You felt as if you were being watched.

“Uh, Sho, I think that—“ you began before he cut you off.

“I know.” He decided then that coming here was a mistake, pro hero or not.

You both approached a broken staircase. Todoroki lifted a foot to the first stair before you both heard a sound close behind. Although he was extremely aware of his surroundings at all times, Todoroki decided to brush off the footsteps that sounded somewhere deeper into the labyrinth of a mansion.

“I-I, Sho, maybe we sh-shouldn’t, let’s go b-back now.” You were shaking at this point. You could not only feel the eyes watching you, but you were absolutely certain you could see them now too.

He turned around to look at you, and froze up immediately. He knew it wasn’t real— I mean it had to be fake, right? There was absolutely no way someone followed them that closely and he didn’t know. He’d have noticed before, right? He was that observant, right? Right?

Without hesitation he picked you up and ran as fast as he could to the car. Setting you down to unlock it, he glanced back to the house and saw a figure in the third story window.

There’s no way someone could’ve gotten that far up in the time it took me to get to the car. Wait— if they got up there that fast then they could get—

Gotta leave. Leave now. Leave now. Get Yn to safety. It’s not safe here. It’s not safe here. It’s not safe.

Todoroki’s head was whirling. He threw the car in reverse and floored it in the direction of the road. The only thoughts in his head were about you and how to get you away before you got hurt. The adrenaline pumping blood through this ears blocked out your constant questions about what was happening.

-

After about twenty minutes of driving away from the mansion, he finally calmed down. He huffed and let his hand drift from the gear stick to his lap.

“We’re never doing that ever again.” He said sternly, glancing to you.

You looked like you’d seen a ghost— okay you probably did but you definitely looked the part.

Todoroki grew concerned at your lack of response and your continuous look of terror.

“Hey, baby, we’re out. I got us out. It’s okay now.” He tried to reassure.

You didn’t respond, and Todoroki was starting to freak out.

“Yn, what’s wrong? What happened to you?”

“T-T-Todoroki, it looked l-like you.”

He furrowed his eyebrows. “What?”

You slowly turned your head away from the windshield and to your husband. You blinked a few times before clarifying.

“You’re not a-actually Todoroki, are y-you?” You tried to keep your speech confident in hopes the kidnapper would be intimidated, but that went out the window.

The man sighed, and the appearance of your lover melted away in favor of a very different man.

“What gave me away?” His true voice was scratchy.

“Shoto puts his hand on my thigh when he isn’t shifting gears,” you whispered, “where is Todoroki?” You felt like puking.

A glance in the side mirror answered your question. Another car was tailgating yours, and you were sure it was your man ready to rip the imposter to absolute shreds.

Well, this would be fun to watch.

[simply-a-void]

Ok so I'm back on my navillera hyperfixation train and beasties it has full on bodyslammed me this time.

Like on the one hand something about chae-rok makes me want to become him on a abstract but not abstract level.

But also I just bought a book on ballet that a sibling had bought me years ago on ballet that I lost/someone got rid of. One, cus it meant a lot to me as a kid and two cus its a rlly good introduction to ballet and for starting out doing it. Fun fact it was the way I found out what ballarinos wore and it had pictures. Everyone else had David bowie in labyrinth, I had ballerinos in a ballet book.

I rlly want to try and teach myself the basics. Like when mr. sim said "I want to soar like a butterfly just once in my life" I felt that on a deeply personal level

[angeltrapz]

chainshipping ask time <33 i think ive asked smthn similar b4 but uhh fav holidays? + following that, fav Things To Do on those holidays? (i like to think Adam always did his best to go Crazy on a halloween costume even if he was just gonna spend th night eating pizza + watching scary movies alone.. Anyways th tenderness of him doing Lawrence's gross SFX makeup for Halloween? yea <3)

Even if you did send me an ask like this b4, that’s perfectly fine!! God I LOVE talking abt holidays w ships omg ty!!!

Honestly? I think Lawrence’s favourite holiday would be Christmas. He likes having that extra time to spend with his family, he gets Really into decorating (one year Diana begged him to get one of those little reindeer decoration sets - the ones you can put on your car - and she used her best puppy eyes, and how could he say no to that???), makes a big thing about the three of them (as in Adam, Lawrence, and Diana) decorating the tree together, popcorn balls and everything, and for Adam it’s definitely like... an adjustment thing? He doesn’t mind it at all, he finds it rather cute actually, but it’s a vast difference from his childhood + the way his family treated celebrating Christmas. He Does love gaudy Christmas sweaters, though; the worse they are, the better. (You know that one with the gingerbread man that says Let’s Get Baked? Adam has that. Fucking dork. It was a gift from David. He got Lar one that says Merry Christmas Ya Filthy Animals and he unironically loves it, esp bc Adam picked it out. Adam Also has one that’s Labyrinth themed bc he likes that movie. I love them???)

As for like, specific traditions, they settle in on the couch or make a huge pillow fort (ESP if they have Diana!! Adam is just so good at building them...) with hot chocolate, some sugar cookies (that Lawrence + Diana made n decorated, w Adam’s help), maaaybe some popcorn, but that depends + Diana’s usually the one eating it, they’re all in their pajamas, and they watch a couple movies!! Specifically the Rankin/Bass ones. Diana’s (and mine!) favourite is Santa Claus Is Comin’ To Town, Lawrence can’t help but be fond of Frosty The Snowman, and Adam needs to watch Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer at least once (it’s the one he watched the most in his childhood + he’s just attached to it. Don’t tell anyone that the isle of forgotten toys makes him cry sometimes). Diana gets to open one present on Christmas Eve that she gets to pick out, so long as it’s not a “big” one, and it’s just a nice evening <3

A big thing at first, though, is that Adam like... isn’t used to receiving gifts, especially any that exceed $20, and Lawrence’s heart is just so big and he likes to spoil Adam bc in his mind he deserves it!! He loves him!! But the first Christmas they spend together, Adam had just begun using his camera again two months before, but he was having a hard time w it bc of the flash + it having gotten roughed up a little when it was taken for evidence when he was still missing. It was just. Hard for Lar to watch him struggle like that. Esp when he was wanting to pursue his passion again. So he got him a new camera, one without a flash so he didn’t have to deal with it.

And when Adam opened it he just... had to sit there for a moment because. Holy shit. No one has ever spent money on him like that, esp on something like a brand new camera, and for a long moment he was just. Silent. And Lawrence was panicking bc oh god did he mess up?? But Adam got up off of the floor where he was sitting (he’d been passing the presents out w some help from Diana, who had excitedly handed him the one w his name on it) and moved to where Lawrence was sitting on the couch, but he didn’t sit down - he stood in front of Lawrence for a little bit, quiet, and then leaned forward and kinda pulled Lawrence’s head against his chest and he just. Sighed. Low and shaky. That’s when Lawrence kinda understood what was happening, because he knew that meant Adam was a little overwhelmed, so he just kinda wrapped his arms around his middle and was like “Are you okay??”, which prompted Diana to ask the same question.

All he said was, “You didn’t have to do that,” and then, quieter, “I love you.” And Lawrence just grins bc yeah he didn’t have to, but he wanted to, because he loves him, and he makes sure to tell Adam that. Adam cried a little bit after that. It’s bc he was happy, but that kinda helped to put it into perspective for Lawrence, so he toned it down a little bit after that.

Lawrence is also Super Fond of Valentine’s Day, and Adam used to hate it - just didn’t rlly see the point of it - but, well,, the first Valentine’s they spend together after the bathroom, he started to see the appeal of it. They didn’t do anything too involved (neither of them wanted to deal with reservations in packed restaurants or anything like that), just a nice at-home dinner with some wine (Adam isn’t super into wine, but he likes it enough; Lawrence is the one who rlly likes it), sitting down together and talking and laughing, bumping hips when they clean up + take care of the dishes together after. It’s so simple and yet it’s so, so meaningful for both of them, and Adam finds it hard to dislike it so much after that.

+ YES I agree that Adam’s fave holiday is Halloween + that he goes all out on costumes regardless of if he’s staying home or not!!! Lawrence and Alison alternate holidays, so when it’s Lawrence’s turn, the two of them take Diana trick-or-treating and honestly? It’s a lot more fun than Halloweens previous had been for Lar!! He always has fun watching Diana run around and get excited about how much candy she’s gotten, but Adam is just as enthusiastic, and it kinda rubs off on Lawrence. Sure, he’s not running around, but he’s definitely more Into It. He kinda lets Adam do whatever he wants in regards to SFX makeup bc he loves seeing how focused Adam gets, tip of his tongue poking out, squinting a little and keeping his touch gentle but still firm enough to make sure stuff adheres + to even out details... it takes him a little while to realize that Lawrence is just heart eyes the whole time. Like thee softest gaze there’s ever been, even if he’s not quite smiling bc he doesn’t want to disrupt Adam’s work. It’s just a nice moment for them + the result is always killer, so it’s definitely worth it!! (Adam’s had quite a bit of experience w SFX since he learned early on how to do it w some help from David growing up!)

If they don’t have Diana, Lawrence prefers not to dress up, but he’s still supportive of Adam if he wants to lol. They get their biggest bowl and put a bunch of candy in it to set on their doorstep with a sign that says “take 2,” and then they stay inside for the night (Adam is Very insistent abt the candy bowl lmao!! He wants the trick-or-treaters to have fun!!). I like the idea that they just kind of watch a couple horror movies, sharing some leftover candy and snacks. They usually end up holding hands and it’s so cute when Lawrence gets startled/spooked bc he’ll squeeze Adam’s hand and Adam is just like... oh that’s fucking Adorable. He’ll squeeze back just to be like it’s okay <33 I like the HC that Lawrence isn’t,, super into horror movies, doesn’t rlly care for the majority of ‘em whereas Adam Adores them, but there’s a couple they can agree on + those are the ones they watch (whatever movies they watch is up to you!! Personally I think they could at least watch Donnie Darko, which is more psychological, + Halloween! It kinda depends on personal interpretation!)

[chaeryybomb]

july comebacks review

CHUNGHA ft. CHANGMO: PLAY

holy shit this is definitely my favorite song of the month!!!

the entire song just screams F E S T I V E

the music video, choreography and outfits were all so amazing

and it’s only a pre-release

honestly I can’t wait for her album to come out

I love how she interpreted Spanish elements in this comeback

I love the tango part in the dance and when the hip hop dancers come out!!!

and at the end where everyone just comes out like it’s a huge fiesta!!

this song also has quite a lot of high notes but chungha’s voice gets a rest during the rap part

speaking of the rap part, her expressions during that is amazing!!

overall, definitely my favorite song of this month (maybe this year), its so colourful and festive and its perfect for summer!

IRENE & SEULGI: MONSTER

this song exceeds my expectations

when I first saw the teasers, I thought the song would have quite heavy edm and maybe some bad boy/peek-a-boo elements

while the song does have some of those elements, the entire thing is literally not what I expected

the music video is very aesthically pleasing and it reminds me a lot of a dreamcatcher mv

the mv was also delayed because I heard that they needed to edit some parts out. for example, someone said that if according to the teasers, there should be a scene where Irene stabs a doll with scissors but that part has been cut out I think

ngl I wanted seulrene to perform in the white corset outfits because holy shit those outfits s e r v e d

it also definitely proves that Irene is not just a visual, she’s a very talented rapper and singer so people need to stop seeing her as “red velvet’s visual”!!!

irene has sort of a husky voice like Jisoo’s, just not as deep

I also love Seulgi’s part after the first chorus?? she’s literally g r o w l i n g

as much as I love blonde Irene, why did they give her the wig dhshdhd I bet she was uncomfortable dancing in that

especially she has to bend her back at one point. and speaking of that part, there was one stage where she “winks” while doing it it but Irene said she was actually wincing in pain. (also the mv scene of it where her part morphs into a monster scared me dhshd)

which is why I think irene likes performing “naughty” more instead. maybe it’s because it’s more a mature concept but Irene seems more natural doing so

do not get me started on “naughty”’s choreography,,, it’s SO PLEASING to watch, all those tutting w o w, it looks so hard but Irene and Seulgi make it seem effortless

and when they released the “easy” version on tiktok 😭😭 it still looks so hard please

overall, I hope they make another Irene and Seulgi comeback in the future like EXO-SC! I also hope they try this subunit thing with the rest of RV as well, I’m looking forward to a Seulgi Wendy Joy subunit and Irene Yeri subunit!

ATEEZ: INCEPTION

*inhales* what does seonghwa ACHIEVE by SHOWING his ABS every performance

like hongjoong come collect your MANS

waiting for an episode where yeosang calls him out for over doing it

speaking of yeosang, he’s improved so much! he’s gotten more than one part of the song this time and I’m so proud!

and I’m in love with their “I’m in love” during the beginning and chorus

also woosan is out for my bias list-

ngl I find it kinda weird there’s a mini breakdance in between the the song cause usually breakdances are at the end

I also hope Jongho isn’t overworking himself as it seems he’s just recovered from his injury, I hope none of the boys will injure themself like during wonderland era

also yunho and hongjoong exchanged hairstyles from wave era dhshdh

per usual, hongjoong and mingi’s rap parts are my absolutely favorite

the music video honestly has a lot of theories going on and I’m still waiting for the smart atinys to decipher them dhshd

honestly, ateez reminds me a lot of bts, they’re both from small companies and I hope like bts, ateez will be able to rise to fame

overall, I like this comeback a lot but I wouldn’t say it would be my favorite era of them. Again I hope none of the boys overwork themselves this time

SOMI: WHAT YOU WAITING FOR

ahhhh I’m so glad she’s back!!!

I love this song a lot and somi seems more comfortable with it too!

at first, she looks nervous performing it but I can see her getting more confident through out promoting the song

and it’s definitely more different than “birthday”

personally I like this song more than “birthday” (but “outta my head” will always be my absolute favorite)

somi’s “ring the alarm” has the same energy as “oops you’re not invited” dhshhd

I also love how she interpreted her name in the music video as “ennik” means sword in Dutch

I’m also glad that this time she isnt matching outfits with her backup dancers

personally, I feel that this song fits somi’s vocals better than birthday and she switches from high to low in the chorus

the chorus is 2nd verse is my favorite part of the song

overall, this is a really nice comeback from somi and I hope next time she’s back with more songs

GFRIEND: APPLE

HUGE GODDESSES VIBES!!!!

the entire mv just SCREAMED Greek Goddesses to me

the dresses were so beautiful this era

I especially love the black dresses

and all the accessories made it 10x better

personally I feel very wrecked by yuju and yuju alone

(and maybe sowon's red eyes but shhh)

I was kinda hoping they'd make a comeback like "labyrinth" but boy this comeback was amazing

ever since they joined with big hit, everything has become so much better

plus umji getting her lines and centers!!!

I'm addicted to the "wee o wow wow wow" and the "kiss dance" parts

I'm honestly quite impressed that gfriend was able to perform in long dresses but I feel its better than performing in fitting short dresses

overall, I really like this comeback and the entire album is a bop. my favourite song is "eyes of the storm" because it sounds so much like an anime opening

APRIL: NOW OR NEVER

omg I'm so glad I started stanning them after lalalilala era

also yena said she wanted to do a beach concept next in an interview during lalalilala as well soooooo

the song is soooo catchy and I can't help notice how smiley chaekyung and yena are this era!

I'm so glad that yena and rachel has actual lines this time (also I noticed rachel kinda has a lisp?)

chaekyung was rlly smiley during lalalilala so I thought a cute/fun concept would suit her and it does!

she's shinning during now or never era!!

I feel like the line distribution is pretty fair for 4 vocalists and 2 rappers

plus yena's "eottae" is really adorable!!

my favourite part of the song is the "nunbushin nunbushin" parts and I find the choreography for it rlly cute

and paradise is really catchy b-side!

overall, the comeback is very refreshing and it's nice to see them back on stage again. personally I'm not a huge fan of some of the outfits because I like matching sets instead but other than that, I really like this comeback!

LEE HI: HOLO

did this song make me weep?

yes, yes it did.

queen lee hi making me cry with another song again

I just find lee hi's voice very emotional okay

it reminds me of the time when I first listened to "breathe"

honestly the song is such a breather for anyone's who's having a hard time

listening to the words "one day it will stop, and I'm gonna stop crying, stop feeling, stop thinking about you my baby" is quite comforting to hear

it really makes you think that is being alone really a bad idea?

I've listened to song on repeat ever since it came out

[aquaquadrant]

What would Peri think of/how would they react to Varian from other Aus? Or how would their Varian? I saw ur answers for a few others of these and thought it looked really cool

oooooo good question! these kinds of things are always fun to think about :3 answer under the cut!

first off, i think it’s safe to say that any au where varian is still in his villain mindset would have perilune rlly horrified and… disappointed? like, they never saw varian at his worst. and while they know all about it, it’s quite different to actually see it. it’d hurt them to see varian so angry at the world but they’d also want to talk some sense into him. they know he can be so much better than that.

going off of that, perilune would have some strong words for the varian from @izadreamer‘s fic ‘Labyrinths of the Heart.’ my god. it’d be so hard for them to find varian in all that rage and viciousness and spite. he’d be like a completely different person to them (and they’d look at their varian like “were you ever that bad???” and he’s like “god no”)

i can’t remember if i touched on the dynamic perilune would have with my littlebrother!au varian in the last one i answered. but he’s such a sweetheart, perilune would just adore him, and love seeing the wonderful relationship he has with rapunzel (their varian’s tension with rapunzel is still a sore point) though it’d make them sad how scared and uncertain LB!var is.

and ofc in @ghosta-r‘s cinderella!au, perilune would be ready to throw down, right alongside cindy!au peri, to save cindy!au var from his horrible uncle (they protec, they attac, they bring varian’s happiness bac). but also, perilune would get a clearer image of the way their varian was before they met him, when he was in his depression, and it’s not pretty. i foresee much cuddling.

honestly, i’d be hard-pressed to find an au where perilune wouldn’t still love varian (unless it was like @glowamber and @ajoyfultrashcollection‘s role swap au where varian’s an eight year old thief in place of angry and red XD in which case, smol child must be protected). but the changes in dynamic are super fun to think about! thanks for the ask!