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Sexiest Podcast Character — Unscripted Bracket — Round 3

Propaganda

Glenn Close (Dungeons & Daddies):

#Propaganda for Glenn Close: one of the other PCs mentions multiple times how hot he is #Actually several characters point it out but especially Henry #Also the only person in a podcast that has to put a disclaimer about not being a BDSM podcast to have had sex during the course of the show

PLEASASSWEEPLEASE TOU DONT HUNRERFSTABDS

GLENN GLENN GLENN ITS GLENN VOTE GLENN VOTE FOR THE BOY

We didn’t do hot Glenn summer for him to LOSE. Spoilers for his story but MORE PROPAGANDA FOR YOU:

Young hot rocker dilf

Loyal to his dead wife <3

Does in fact smoke weed

BARD!! HES A BARD. HE WAS LEAD GUITAR IN HIS BAND (that he was kicked out of)

His band was a Christmas cover band btw.

Literally the fandom had hot Glenn summer which consisted of drawing him being incredibly hot and sexy

Anti government (ofc)

Kind of cringefail (Disney adult) (was on dilfs of disneyland)

Young and sexy not your style? Then how about HIM AFTER YEARS LOCKED IN A TIME PRISON WITH A DAMN HANNIBAL MASK ??

Lost an eye and wears a fucking eyepatch

One incredibly buff arm

Has a pet rat named after his son <3

Immeasurable amounts of trauma in this man- becomes progressively more unhinged

OH OLD HUMAN BARD ISNT CUTTING IT? FINE

HE BECOMES A FUCKING DEMON

A COOL HOT ONE-EYED DEMON WHO WANTS TO KILL HIS DAD (also sexy)

HE CANONICALLY ENDS CHRISTIAN HELL VIA CHRISTMAS

IS ALSO WAY OVERLEVELED

Becomes a demon hunter for the rest of his existence

Also nonwhite !!! We are done with cringefail whiteboys !!!!!!!!!

I can’t put into words ok just know he is the best plz love him.

GLENN GLENNNNNN

Listen, I don't know this other character but I've seem some good arguments for her However Consider Glenn Close winning through no effort of his own in a bullshit way despite being a dick is the most in character thing ever. He leveled up three times and got a crab mech, we GOT to give him this win, it's fitting

I haven't dedicated the last 2 months of my life drawing Glenn close for him to lose

Vote for Glenn Close or I will make you read the parody I did of the vaporeon copypasta

I don’t regulate if minors follow me or not bc I’m a pretty chill space but I hope the world is aware that’s the only reason I haven’t been downright nasty about Glenn close. I’m down bad. I’m NOT in the boat of ‘Glenn isn’t sexy but I want him to win bc it’s my fandom’. I would estimate I have 200+ drawings of Glenn on my phone that AREN’T safe for work. Way more that are. Where did they come from? That’s MY business. But I tell you this fact to assure you- Glenn IS sexy. I’m not voting to represent my fandom I’m voting out of TRUTH AND LOVE. IF YOU DON’T GET IT YOU DON’T GET IT!!! I just think my level of feral over this man is more powerful than y’all realize. If you don’t get his sex appeal that’s okay, but don’t doubt that this is my truth.

VOTE GLENN

Glenn fuckers fought tooth and nail to get us here from like 38% dawg we DESERVE THIS. GLENN IS THE SEXIEST MAN!!! HE WAS THE FIRST FICTIONAL CHARACTER I FOUND HOT AND HE’S GONNA CONTINUE TO SWEEP!!! Your hot goat woman sounds sexy don’t get me wrong but I’m forever fighting for the man that changed my brain chemistry. Proud of our fandom tbh. I don’t think y’all understand the sheer amount of effort I have put in to get my boy where he is today but this placement feels well earned. TO GLENN SWEEP!!

THE FUCK YOU MEAN GLENN CLOSE ISNT WINNING IM BOUT TO THROW HANDS FR

Okay but Glenn made a minivan cum by talking to her so

Yalll better vote glenn i swear to god

Vote Glenn or else the bird gets it🐦🛸

HOW IS MY DUDE NOT WINNING????

GLEN GELN NELG GLENNANN HE DESERVS ITTTT

HE HAS A BOOK THAT HE MARKS X’S AND CHECKS FOR EVERY DAY TO SEE IF THAT DAY WAS A SUCCESS OR NOT. TO SEE IF HE DID GOOD THAT DAY. ITS ALMOST ENTIRELY X’S. HE WAS CUCKED OUT OF A SON. AND A DEAD WIFE. HE DIDN’T EVEN GET TO KILL HIS DAD IN REVENGE. There’s absolutely nothing going for him except his sex appeal in his life. Nobody he loved remembers him. He lost his eye. All he has is a pet rat and friends who admit they don’t really like him that much. He was kicked out of his own band. The band was named after him. He was kicked out of the Glenn Close trio. All he could do was deez nuts the big bad and be sexy. If nothing else, then pity him. Look in his eyes. Look at his heart and soul. Do you think pickman needs this to feel good about herself? Can she not accept a loss for the sake of a pathetic father? Can she shake hands with the minivan fucker and his human gun and just take the L on this one? He did not do the BDSM episode for this I’ll tell you what. Do this for my his sake. Do it for Nick Jr, who needs the prize money to pay for his rat snacks. Do it for his son. For Morgan. Ganbatte.

Mod Note: While I will still take "bad dads are sexy" propaganda and "bad dads aren't sexy" anti-propaganda, I kindly request no more discussion on whether or not he was a bad father. This is a sexypoll, not a parentingpoll. If you see a post you strongly disagree with, you can just not reblog it.

Taako (The Adventure Zone: Balance):

A celebrity chef from another plane

[arabellavernierwrites]

hiiii i love your work so far and you have such an easy to read and chill writing style i love itttt

idk how to do requests lol but ok:

would you do a super fluffy spencer reid x reader during season 5 when he’d been shot in the knee (or maybe he’s injured in another way i don’t mind) but he’s having trouble showering bc it hurts and it’s difficult and the reader basically washes his hair for him? and idk if you want to extend it maybe they could cuddle up and watch a movie or something? idk i thought it was cute hehe

nothing nsfw just a lil angst and mostly fluff

thank you so much !! :)

wash day. s.r.

summary : after being shot in the knee , spencer had been struggling to take a shower. in a moment of desperation , he lets you help him.

word count : 1669

warnings : mentions of injury , mentions of pain , mentions of fighting unconsciousness , descriptions of self-loathing , suggestions to nudity (bath)

a/n : hi guys ! thank you so much for sending in another request , it really brightens my day knowing you guys want to read my writing , and like it enough to want to send requests ! so thank you for being so good to me and offering so much kindness. i want to thank @c-m-stuff for being supportive of literally everything i post , so go celebrate maya’s 100 followers for mood boards , promoting your own fics , and headcannons (ends july 10) ! and thank you so much to @kaitlynpcallmebeepme for sending me such sweet and encouraging words the other day , she has so much amazing works that you have to check out. i cannot thank you all enough for being so wonderful to me. my requests are still open , so please send more ! and thank you to all that send requests in ! hope you have an amazing incredible wonderful day. love you guys !

you returned from work to a fairly quiet household. not much of your usual setting was disrupted, aside from a few of spencer’s things lying around.

a few weeks ago, he had been shot in the knee, causing him to hang around at home a lot more than he typically would. partially because hotch told him off every time he spent even 5 minutes exerting more energy than he needed, and partially because he loved spending every second with you. even though it was something you were sure he wouldn’t ever admit, his heart swelled every time you looked after him.

aside from a few misplaced items, spencer was nowhere to be found. a cause for concern, you decided to check the bedroom to see if he had hit the hay early that day, only to be met with an empty bed.

you jumped as a loud clatter of metal rang out in the bathroom behind you, “spencer? are you alright, sweetheart?��

the shower timidly turned on, the water pattering off the tile below, muffling the sound of his voice, “i’m alright”.

spencer didn’t often lie, he didn’t have to. he knew that whatever fib he told wouldn’t stand a chance against his truthful tone. which is why you knew he wasn’t alright.

“can i come in?” you asked sweetly, placing your hand on the door knob.

“of course,” he muttered quietly, defeat evident in his voice.

you opened the bathroom door to spencer seated on the edge of the tub, his crutches fallen to the ground, his shirt drenched, and his hair partially wet. he looked up at you through his lashes, a hint of sadness and a plea for help swirled within his gaze.

“what happened?” you asked, sincerely, taking a seat next to him.

his lower lip threatened to quiver as his head turned to the floor, embarrassment not allowing him to meet your eyes, “i feel gross”.

you rubbed a hand up and down his back, the wet fabric clinging to his skin, “what do you mean?”

“my hair feels gross, my body feels gross,” he shook his head softly, “i just wanted to shower. but i can’t”.

“it’s difficult with the leg, isn’t it?” you questioned, he nodded his head.

“i tried earlier when you were at work, but this happened,” he pushed his hair off of his forehead, showing a small, red welt near his temple, “the movement is painful too”.

“my sweet thing,” you tutted, “did you clean it?”

he shook his head, the shame and frustration of not being able to care for himself returning. insecurity building with each day of failed attempts at getting clean. feeling uncomfortable, gross, and unattractive made his mind hazy with self-repulsion.

“it just hurts,” he whispered, “it’s too painful to do by myself”.

he thought back to the first time he tried to shower on his own. he bumped his knee while trying to take his clothes off. the pain was so excruciating he spent several minutes fighting unconsciousness, gripping the bathroom countertop to keep himself from collapsing on the floor, hot tears streaming down his cheeks as he breathed deeply. he spent the rest of the day in bed, his head buried into the pillow, desperate to dull the ache that seemed to consume his entire body.

“well, i’ll help,” you stood, turning to face spencer, “let’s get you a nice bath”.

you reached out, assisting him in getting up from the bathtub to sit on the lid of the toilet seat.

“is it alright if i undress you?” you asked, holding onto the bottom of his sopping shirt. he nodded, allowing you to take full control.

you gently peeled his shirt over his head, tossing it into the laundry basket next to you. his shoulders were hunched over, clearly experiencing some discomfort with being shirtless when he felt so self-conscious about his current, un-showered state.

you knelt down in front of him, helping unclip and remove the mechanical brace that had been keeping his leg at a slight angle. it was placed on the bathroom counter as you took your time removing all of his remaining clothing, needing to maneuver a few times to rid him of his pants and undergarments.

despite being as careful as possible, he was full of whines, groans, and pained whimpers.

“i need a second,” he quietly panted, discomfort firing off throughout his body.

when he was ready, you braced each other’s arms, taking your time as he struggled with his balance getting into the bath. wobbling, nervous, and gripping you tightly, spencer had finally been able to get in there for the first time in days.

“look at you,” you cheered, celebrating his victory as he failed to hide a smile, “i’m gonna have your back face the faucet”.

he grimaced as you helped lower him to sit in the tub, his pain evident in the white-knuckled grip he had on your hands.

“i’ll be back in just a second, okay?” you hurried into the kitchen, grabbing a cup from the cabinet, and a small towel from the hall closet.

you placed the cloth over his bandaged knee, being as cautious as you could to not touch it, “i don’t want this to get wet”.

spencer looked up at you with appreciation for your kind heart. his sweet brown eyes with his long lashes, you couldn’t help yourself from leaning in for a kiss.

“i love your hair,” you smiled, filling the cup with water from the running faucet behind spencer, “you have the softest boy hair ever”.

spencer chuckled, “what does that mean?”

you leaned him back slightly, pouring the contents of cup on his head, angling it to not get any water in his eyes, “i feel like guys always have really coarse hair. sure, it might be healthy, but it isn’t soft like girl hair”.

“you have much experience with guy hair?” he asked, humor evident in his tone.

“not necessarily,” you squeezed yourself a handful of shampoo, “girl hair on the other hand”.

spencer laughed, for the first time in days it wasn’t feigned or forced, “i know. you can’t keep your hands off penelope, emily, or jj when they visit”.

“part of girlhood, i guess,” you shrugged, “we spend our recesses in elementary school braiding each other’s hair, help each other curl our hair for middle school dances, and eventually completely fry it together in high school”.

“the only two people that touched my hair before you were my mom and that one guy at supercuts,” spencer closed his eyes as you emulsified the shampoo at his roots, massaging in the frothy suds.

“i kinda miss the elevated bowl cut,” you teased.

spencer groaned, trying hard not to roll his eyes, “i don’t”.

you rinsed his head clean of the soap.

“when you used to gel it back for work? super hot,” you reached for your pricey conditioner, an expense you liked treating yourself to every once in a while.

“when we watched all of those black and white films together,” he reminisced, “that was my homage to gregory peck. or at least my attempt at it”.

“it was cute,” you nodded, “i really liked the glasses with it too”.

you rubbed the conditioner together in your hands, fingering through his long locks to free them from any knots that may have tangled themselves together from the shampoo.

his body relaxed itself, no longer so tense from the awkwardness of trying to get into the bathtub.

you appreciated this moment of silence. just you and the man you love more than anything. something as simple as washing his hair being the highlight of your day, solely because it’s time spent with him. a simple conversation between the two of you enough to make your heart swell the way it did when you first met.

“we’re almost done,” you rinsed the remaining conditioner from his ends.

as the last cup of water rid his hair of any product, you prepared yourself to help him up.

“we did it!” you cheered squeezing out any excess water from his dripping hair.

the thought of getting him back on the floor safely was daunting. it was difficult before, but now everything was sopping too.

you were slow and careful, assisting him in getting back on his feet. you gripped him harder than necessary, worried he was gonna come crashing to the ground and split his knee back open. your brows furrowed in concentration, both of his feet coming to rest on the bath mat.

you grabbed a towel from the rack as he caught his breath, unable to hide the pain from his face.

gently, you dried him off, wrapping the cloth around his waist as you ordered him to sit back down on the lid of the toilet seat. he panted in victory, his first shower in nearly a week had been completed successfully, all thanks to you.

“you did a great job,” you grabbed the other towel, draping it over his head.

placing both hands down, you rubbed in circles. drying his hair fairly quickly, you tossed the towel off to this side, landing in a crumpled bunch at the bottom of the laundry basket.

spencer smiled up at you through the hair that hung in front of his face, “thank you”.

“of course,” you swept it out of his eyes, “let’s get you into some comfy clothes”.

as spencer sat on the edge of the bed in his plaid pants, you were planted cross-legged behind him, hair brush in hand. you took your time, tender strokes through his nearly shoulder-length hair. brushing and brushing again, he progressively slumped over, tiredness trying to take over.

“how about we call it a night?” you asked, turning him to lay down next to you.

“okay,” he answered quietly, pulling you into his arms as you turned off the bedside lamp, “thank you for your help today”.

you grinned, giving him a quick kiss, “anything for you”.

[hailey-333s-blog]

hiii i’m hailey just wanted to introduce myself and my drs bc im bored 😜

OKKK first im a shifter (that hasn’t shifted) 😭😭

I started out in shifttok (ew..) then transitioned to reddit which eventually made me want to come to tumblr..

i still have no idea how tumblr works, i was never a tumblr girlie 😭😭😭

anyway onto my drs

MY WAITING ROOM

this is itttt (pic found on pinterest) in front of the bed there’s a couch and a big tv, there i can watch memories from my cr and any of my drs, the tv is gonna be like a netflix layout and every show is gonna have different seasons (each a year), and I can watch the vlogs i make in my traveling dr 😁

also here I have like an alexa that i can call that’ll summon anything i want, I also have my cat here so i don’t feel super alone, bc that’s low key scary….

From my waiting room i can shift to any of my drs, and script them, I also have a huge closet so i can pick out clothes that i’ll have in each dr, and a magic mirror that i can change my appearance with! It’s also where I’ll shift back to before i get back to my cr!

MY TRAVELING DR

ok so this is my main dr i want to go to rn. it’s basically in the name I can travel anywhere w my friends or just by myself. I of course have unlimited money 😜

I also have a vlogging youtube channel where i vlog everything i do, I don’t have alot of subscribers, as it is mostly just for me. But i also just want to be someone’s comfort vlogger 😭😭

that’s really it there’s not a lot to it 😭😭

MY FANTASY DR

ok so this dr is a mix of like acotar, throne of glass, and kinda the witcher???

So basically i’m a witch (this is where the wither aesthetic is) and im in a coven but we are really free to do anything after our training. I’m super powerful bc Im also part high fae. I’m the only witch that’s been “created” usually you are just born as a witch, but when i was younger i got really sick and my aunt was a witch and asked the coven to help me. she died trying to save me (rip aunt frl) anyway i then went through schooling there and stuff. After that i move back to my little cottage, but still attend gatherings and balls with the coven.

When i’m traveling back from a ball i meet a group of high faes and become friends w them and realize the main guy is the high lord of a land a while away that ive never been to. anyway i join their court and become friends w everyone and fall in love w the high lord 😍😍 bc ofc i need my main character moment..

anyway that’s it thanks for reading!!

[pillowspace]

OK SO I FOUND YOUR FIC RANDOMLY WHILE GOIN THROUGH REBOOT WITH MY FNAF PHASE AND OF COURSE I'M HOPSCOTCHING MY WAY THROUGH THE DCA FANDOM

Update on the fic thing tho: I read all that you had I love it so much dkahdlsi I love itttt :DDDD

But side efdect was that I ran out of fic to read, so like any sane person, I take my phone and have been going to your celestial sundown tag and setting down my phone on the table, prepping myself for therapy, and working to get aaaaallll the way to the bottom to go from start to finish(haven't made it through yet). Tysm you've provided me with content to draw onto my hopscotch ahdbkahdka wooo good luckk :DDDD

AWWW THANK YOU SO MUCH <3<3 this means soooo much to me, I sent a screenshot of this ask to my friend's discord server like "ohgjh......"

I've been seeing you go through the tag in my notifications and it honestly makes me feel so happy to see that. I'm so glad you're experiencing the joyful whimsies

Well, um! Chapter 3 is being posted tomorrow, I believe. So there's that. I'm currently 5,700 words into writing chapter 4. Progress report

[dancer73333]

Who let the dogs out? Jake seresin x reader.

-y/n's pov--

I walk out to the back porch with Ninja's lead in my hand I connect it to the tree and then walk in to get him. He's already waiting at the door

" Come here Ninja time to go out," I say and my dog follows me out the screen door. I put him on the lead and walk back into the house to continue to make the sandwiches I am bringing to my friend's house.

--Jake's Pov--

I stop running to tie my shoes. And wipe the sweat from my face. I like running on nice days rather than going to the gym the fresh air is nice.

While tieing my left shoe I feel something brush up against me its soft? I then look up and see a fluffy brown dog and he sticks his tongue out and starts panting.

"Hey buddy," I say the dog then barks.

I start to pet the dog to have him gain my trust. After a few seconds, this thing lays down right on the pavement. I look at the little heart tag

And it says.

Ninja

The back shows more info.

31 Seaside Dr.

Miramar CA

Y/n y/l/n

Luckily for Ninja, I know exactly where that is my buddy Coyote lives a few houses down on Seaside drive. I take Ninja by the collar and we start walking to his house. It looks like he broke his lead because there is a short piece of rope and clip hanging from his collar.

" Hey Ninja pup we're almost home," I tell the dog when we turn on to Seaside drive. I love the name Ninja it's a cool name for a dog like this little guy. All of a sudden He barks and I feel his collar tug out of my hand but I restrain him from going any further.

I then look in his direction and see a few squirrels he must have been trying to chase them and got loose. I reach the house and tell Ninja to sit. Then ring the doorbell. A lady then opens the door. She looks right down at Ninja with fear in her eyes.

" Hey, I was on a run it looks like your dog broke his lead and he walked up to me." I smile at her Ninja then walks and sits beside his mama on the porch.

" Oh oh my gosh I didn't even see him or hear him and I had the window open. Thank you so much you are a lifesaver." She smiles.

I then see her look me up and down. And she brings her head back to my eyes. I wink at her she's kinda cute with her long hair and nice body.

I then see her fight a smile.

Surprisingly even with squirrels around Ninja still stays on the front porch now laying down.

" Nice to meet you I'm Jake Seresin." I shake my hand out to the pretty girl. For some reason with her, I get a pit in my stomach that I don't feel with the other girls I try to pick up.

" y/n y/l/n and I think you figured out this is my Ninja pup. " she smiles.

Oh my goodness her teeth are so white they could blind someone.

Wow! and I thought I was hot.

" He's adorable I'm glad he found me then I wouldn't have been able to meet you " I then laugh it off.

" Hey your outfit looks nice I like it." she complements.

"I like you too." CRAP I just said that.

She smiles.

" Hey, Jake you wouldn't wanna exchange numbers or something to get to know each other a little more? " She fidgets with her necklace now.

" I'd love your number sweetheart." I smile, there's my confidence. I take my phone out and then she puts her number inside it and texts herself.

" Ok Jake I have to get to a party for my friend but I will talk to you at some point if that's ok." When she tells me" at some point" like its, not a priority somehow it grabs me on more.

" Sounds good I will talk to you later. " I say then continue my run. Later at the hard deck, I tell Coyote about y/n and her cute dog Ninja.

BONUS:

5 years later

--Jake's pov--

"DADDY! DADDY! LOOK! Ninaaa's givin me a ride." I then look over to see my daughter Serria riding on Ninja's back. The poor dog.

" Hey get off Ninja you don't wanna hurt him," I say with concern she then falls off the dog. My baby girl doesn't cry shes a tough one like me. Ninja licks her tiny face.

" Ewwww Ninja STOP ITTTT! " My little toddler yells. We then are both interrupted by y/n who just put out dinner on the table.

" Come and get it!"

" Foooooooooood!" Our little one says and runs to her seat.

And Ninja follows to eat any food scraps Serria leaves.

[forgottencillian]

OOC | Cillian &

so i thought id go ahead and put this into this kinda format so we can find it later when we inevitably can't remember details nad need a reread heehee <3

so it started w kate using the @ feature to ask when papa malconaire died...

LIZZY

lizzydobbs: Yes! So it was during the war that he [LORD MALCONAIRE] died. Cillian was also fighting in that same battle and was there when it happened #fun

KATE

forgotteneithne: @lizzydobbs oof... that's not traumatizing or anything for cillian...and also adds ANOTHER LAYER OF GUILT to Eithne's cake of confusion when it comes to Arthur XD

KATE AA

forgotteneilionora: this is why cillian cannot forgive the varmont boys...well, ONE of the reasons laksjfklsjdf omg poor eithne aklsjfkjldf arthur 'my dad killed your dad' varmont: wanna dance? ldskfjklsdjafkj

KATE

forgotteneithne: @forgotteneilionora Oh yeah both my ladies are definitely half a step away from a breakdown/existential crisis and I’m living for it 😂

KATE AA

forgotteneilionora: @forgotteneithne honestly if that aint the perfect place for a character idk what isssss <333333

KATE

phabblebabbles: @forgotteneilionora @lizzydobbs okay so wait now I’ve thought much too much about this and have more questions— Roderick’s sons took part in this battle, yeah? If they did…Do the Malconaire ladies know? Obviously Cillian must?! GAH ITS A WHOLE OTHER LEVEL OF DRAMA!

KATE AA

giadesstrin: @phabblebabbles @lizzydobbs OMG OBSESSEDDDDD so!!! Idk exactly which battles the sons personally took part in bc I feel like there were def a number raging in different places etc so this might’ve been under the command of one of the boys, or some rando general, or even if roderick himself. It’s also equally possible that all either none of the varmont or that ~all the varmont were present w each having command of a different flank or whatever so yeah! I’m open to anything! 👀 wait wait (sorry I just woke up my brain isn’t 100% working yet 😂😂😂) I think?? Somewhere??? Lizzy might’ve already answered this!!! Bc I think she said ooc to me asp that Edmund was in charge of the Varmont forces at that battle iirc? 👀 @lizzydobbs am I wildly misremembering things??? I only skim read before I’m ready to do replies so I sometimes get things wrong 😂😂😂😂 no pressure if this is one of those moments 😂😂😂😂 ok yes! I found it! In the edmund/cillian ooc lizzy suggested that perhaps it was edmund who orchestrated the battle wherein lord malconaire died!!!! AHHHHH I love itttt sfjkjfdfhh ok so idk honestly if cillian knows that honestly?? He was lord malconaires aide so he would’ve been privy to ~some info but not all and his line of sight would’ve been limited to just seeing varmont banners-he may have known that royalty was involved if he saw a personal crest? But I doubt he id’d it? just cuz I doubt he was familiar enough w varmont heraldry to know whose that was beyond like maybe ~Roderick’s himself? If such a thing exists in this world? But! If it does abd if edmund has a personal crest that he used that day and cillian saw, he is deffff searching for it but yeah obv a lot if ifs there 😂😂😂 if we do go that direction, it could be interesting if maybe all the varmont boys have similar motifs to designate that status or whatever so there could be a mistaken identity ;D

LIZZY

lizzydobbs: @phabblebabbles @forgotteneilionora ahhhhh I hadn't even thought that they might know edmund was in charge of that battle if they recognized his personal crest!!! b/c yeah I was thinking that edmund WAS in charge of that battle but I don't think he did a whole lot of fighting and was mostly leading from behind the lines from a strategic pov and never came across lord malconaire or cillian, himself. however, I like the idea that eventually it COULD come out and whether .. that is through cillian discovering edmund's crest OR mistaking it for one of the other varmonts and blaming them instead for it haha I'm up for either eventuality

KATE

phabblebabbles: @lizzydobbs @forgotteneilionora the OOC within the OOC is giving me life lol. That all makes total sense— I sort of assume the sisters might not realize the princes are actually active in the battle? (Which might be somewhat just turning a blind to the whole thing which honestly, who could blame them at this point? #trauma) so maybe the whole point of “oh they indirectly (or maybe directly) are the catalyst of our current terrible situation” hasn’t really hit home… yet

KATE AA

giadesstrin: @lizzydobbs @phabblebabbles I def agree that I don’t think rosie, at least, knows edmund had anything to do w it (at least yet 😉) but honestly that could def be a sort of willful ignorance on her part if we prefer! Rosie has a way of not seeing things she doesn’t want to until she has no choice haha but I can also see cillian playing that close to the chest re: the malconaires bc he worries for their safety if they displease the varmonts so he probs feels they’re safer if they don’t know At least until he discovers (whether correctly or not 😂😂😂) whose banner he saw. That being said he’d def share absolutely everything w the resistance—and Ciara might know who the commander was there? He might ask her abt it asp, too? @phabblebabbles omg IKRRRRRR I’ve been laughing abt the ooc within the ooc tooooo

KATE

phabblebabbles: @lizzydobbs @giadesstrin honest it’s on brand lol also just laughing at poor cillian trying to protect what’s left of his adopted family only got literally allllll the emperor’s sons to roll in. 😂 he’s probably like GOSH DARNIT JUST STAY INSIDE MALCONAIRES.

KATE AA

giadesstrin: @lizzydobbs @phabblebabbles cillian, in the middle of another snowpocypse but this time the varmonts got snowed in at the malconaire estate: come on, ladies, it’s time to move into the woods! Who needs houses anyway *sweating nervously*

KATE

phabblebabbles: @lizzydobbs @giadesstrin omg I’m dead poor cillian 😂😂😂😂Honestly between his war trauma, Brigit trauma, and the Varmont bros just existing its really a wonder he hasn’t had a breakdown lol

KATE AA

giadesstrin: @phabblebabbles @lizzydobbs honestlyyyyyy I feel like the resistance is keeping him sane rn bc it means the fight isn’t over!!! They haven’t won yet!!! There’s still more he can do but sdghjhfddg yeahhhhh he is really going through it tbqh

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@forgottenedmund -- ill probs ask this in the edmund/cillian solo thread too but just in case i forget...if you think edmund ~does have a banner that cillian might've seen, what do you think the sigil is? i ask bc im 100% sure that cillian would be on the hunt for it if he saw it

[mystical-imagine]

ooo ok, im a 19 year old girlie :3 im in second year of game design rn and i love itttt.

< Skills include: shit code, drawing cute girls and hugging robots >

I have a cat and her name is nova (supernova long form cuz she is a superhero who saves the universe >:D ) I have blue eyes, pink hair that I dye frequently but its naturally dark brownnnn. I thrive in chaos and am pretty hyper most of the time. But I'm also really scatterbrained. That, and my various mental health issues like depression and BPD but I don't let it stop me from being happy and cool :)

I used to struggle a lot with mental health but have found a nice balance in life and think positively and optimistically a lot of the time.

In my spare time I like to make sci-fi comics, watch sailor moon (and I've been obsessed with Bee and Puppycat) and be a silly little guy.

This week I built an Arduino game thing for school in a week!! And I bought star lights from Amazon to hang in my dorm room (secretly for blanket forts)

I dont know what else to add here, so I hope this is enough ahh

fank uuuu

hiii, sorry for the long wait!!! and thanks for being patient! i hope you like your matchup!!!

i´d match you with Saeyoung!

Saeyoung would love that you have a love for computers and robots in common and would def. try his best to help you and give tips. those convos would probably often get derailed into how to get away with cyber crime, but ya know, its the thought that counts. also im sorry to everyone but that man is a genius and does not understand how other people learn. he has the patience and would try and gently help you, but he would absolutely suck at explaining anything.

would love to build robots of your game characters once you get to develop games (you might already be doing that, idk much about it and its been awhile since you sent in this ask :)). and would def build robots of your characters in your comics!!

(is supernova named after the book series btw?) would love to help you dye your hair and be part of the process of choosing colours. would help both you and saeran dye your hair haha.

its a good thing you thrive in chaos because that man has been without guidance since like age 14 and has no structure in his life, no proper sleep schedule or good eating habits either. obv. youre not gonna be his mother, youre just going to have to figure out something that works for both of you together!!

Saeran would be diagnosed with some stuff after getting out of mint eye too, and having you around, whos been through the system and sorta knows how it works would be a big reassurance. youd be able to support Saeyoung so well and he you, when you over extend yourself.

your optimism would be such a bright thing for Saeyoung. Saeyoung also tries his best to be optimistic and he also knows how sometimes youre being too optimistic to hide that youre struggling. Hed be able to recognize when your smile is a bit strained and reassure you that its okay to not always be happy and optimistic. no one is , and he and your friends wont tire of you for reaching out for help.

sci-fi is probably Saeyoungs favourite genre! hed never tire of you talking about the universe youve created and the stories within that universe. Bee and puppycat would be right up his alley haha.

knowing saeyoung the moment he discovers your love for blanket forts hed probably build one wayy too big for you to cuddle up together in.

i really hope you like your matchup and once again, sorry for the long wait!

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

OHHHHHH OP I THINK I DID ITTTT.

I haD this little image in my head of  Ingo in TMM  Having a fUck up gliscor equivalent and insisting that it's a baby. I was fighting the good fight to put it in In a sensible/ reasonable way. You can shoot down any of this as it does require the idea of there being a  Distortion problem, people deal with the Distortion problem before the sisters.(This could be a part of this being the reason why people are having positive thoughts of the sisters that cause misfortune in order to use their powers as they know happens when they're not there)

This idea isn't very magic girly... (Then again Madoka Magica… this is not that bad)

ok here it is

Even though the People in this city do have Pokemon. It is strongly advised not to use Pokemon when dealing with these ‘Possessed people’ absolutely necessary without serious planning and protection due to the strong possibility of making everything worse. As practically within seconds inside of these ‘Distortion bubbles’ even the most loyal of mons will become crazed and ‘frenzied’. Prolonged exposure causes the Pokemon to alter its body. And in some tragic cases the change is permanent. 

When that happens the Pokemon will be taken to a Special facility for the safety of itself and others to be treated and cared for in the facility's best ability until a cure is found 

There has been frequently less instances of people losing their Pokemon due to efforts of the magical misfortunes. 

(Ingo gets hire to the special facility through series of a circumstances that revealed that he's really good with the Afflicted Pokemon I wonder why) 

(This special facility could be under the control of Kamado Which is really bad for ingo as he is SOOO SUS.)

(Maybe the people who hired Ingo see that he's a good person; we also know that his background would destroy the commander so they downplay it or something ??)

(Also it does provide a possible chance for the Sisters and Ingo to meet up civilian wise.)

Thoughts?

OH THAT'S FUN. it also nicely answers the question of what even the galaxy team are Doing/what ingo and the fortunes' civilian jobs are in this au, which is another thing we haven't decided on yet. yeah i like this

[fwacchi]

i wanted to talk a little about the last ask u answered, if that’s ok (in advance, i'm so sorry for the lengthy message!!) 



I GET ITTTT!! I SERIOUSLY RELATE. how u feel about ibrahim and how u kinda selfishly want him to continue streaming is something i feel so, so often for my oshis. but i wanted to thank you for that response to the ask (and the person who asked the ask too!! i feel like that helped me too), i already felt a little less alone in what i felt and also--- i kind of more properly understood my feelings about grads (?) 

like yeah, graduation is inevitable but we cant do any more than live in the moment and enjoy our oshi's (or other members u enjoy!) content as much as possible and feel happy while they're still here. (even if the pain is going to stick with us till our graves OTL gripping my blanket as i type) let's enjoy watching our fav vtubers' content for as long as possible and--- i'm not really sure how to properly express this thought but "turn your experience of watching them into something that can benefit you in the future"? like all the things you've learned from them and how they've helped u grow as a person, lets not forget it even after they leave (sorry for getting ahead of myself and saying things that don't make sense)

well that's all that i wish to say!! i'm sorry to trouble you

P.S. THIS IS TOTALLY UNRELATED BUT I JUST FELT LIKE TALKING ABOUT IT BC IM THINKING AB IT A LOT- consider it smth more lighthearted to distract from the heavy vibes ^^?  BRO I FOUND IT SO FUCKING FUNNY WHEN ROFMAO HAD THE WHOLE CONCERT, THEN AN INTERVIEW THEN THEY WERE LITERALLY DRAGGED AWAY BY THE ROFMAO (juku? Not sure) STAFF. LITERALLY BLINDFOLDED AND KIDNAPPED THEM, THOSE PEOPLE WERE ON A SCHEDULE !! (looking forward to tmrs rfm juku ig kwjdfksd) and on a completely different note, i found a clip of when kaida sang magnet in a guitar-karaoke (?) stream and let’s just say i was FLOORED- bro, custom ringtones don't seem to work on my phone but im setting it to this anyway. I want that clip injected directly into my veins, i- okok but all im saying is i love when he sang that with all my heart- 

I'M SO SORRY FOR THE LENGTHY MESSAGE!!!!! MAY YOUR NEXT MEALS BE DELICIOUS!! 

-🍰

this!!! exactly the things i couldn't put into words, especially about them helping us grow into a better person! thank you for saying this <3

Rofmao and their staffs are so chaotic and I'm here for it😭 KAIDA SINGING > ANYTHING ELSE. Period.

[evansbby]

Heyyyyyyyyyyy!

Read ur new fic today bestieeee😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

Ohk tell me are u soooooo amazing I just can't get enough of every thing u writeeee😵‍💫😭😭🤤🫡

This was soooooo chef kissesss🤌🤌🤌🤌

I liked every second of the fic sooooo much , I read it in the morning and now again Im gonna re-read it again

And the detailssssss👁️👄👁️

Not him making making her climax for 4 timessss

Sdhkdghhjkkkjjkkkkkk

And the repetition of he deserved this??

Was he trying to supress his conscience or whatt???

Honestly I don't know for some strange reason I found that hot tooo🤤

Telling her to call him captain then commanding her to call him daddyy

Sdshjkhhdsghjjkk

And then his thoughts about being her daddy , wanting to take care of her🥺

I'm in love I'm in love I'm in loveeeeeee I'm in loveeee I'm in loveeeeeee I'm in loveeeeeee I'm in loveeeeeeee💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

This was an awwww momentttt, my heart got all squishyyyyyyy🥹🥹🥹

Also my sizeee kink went brrrrrrrrrrrrr😮‍💨

And the kisssssssesssesssss scene

OMG OMGG OMGGG OMGGGG OMGGGGG OMGGGGGG OMGGGGGGGG OMGGGGGGG

Him kissing her again and again and again was soooooo cuteeeee🤭

My heart swelledddl😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫💗🥹🫡

The smearing her blodddddd wasssd soooo fucking dirtyyyy omgggg I loved ittytt I was seeing stars behind my eyes on God I swearrrrr it was soooooo hotyyy sooooo sexyyyyy sooooooooooo sexyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy uhhhhhhhhhhh I got so truned in bestieeee 😗✋😗✋🫡🫡🫡🫡

And him waking her up when she passed outtttt and then she passed out again in the enddddd

Asdgsjakakahaaahnshsjksk

Bestieeeeeeeeeeeee how do I literally write my the dirtest deepest fantasy of people soooooo fucking wellll.....u have to understand that was way tooo hot to handle and put it into words about how I wassss feeling I was feeling like I'm burning upp like I'm sitting in am ovennnnn the temp was fucking rising and itsss December 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫🫡🫡🫡🫡😵😵

I loved the ficcc soooo muchhh ,u have to understand u r my fav I'm literally in this dead fandom for just for u otherwise I would have deleted the appl I loveee everything u write evry fuckinggg peiceee u writeeee,

💗💗💗💗🥹🥹🥹🥹💗💗💗💗

I love ur Andy slander tooo 😂

And also when u said this was gonna be dark fic I assumed it will be veryyyyyy dark but honestly it was sooo much better than poyt 1 part likeas in this Steve was a Lil Lil teeenyyyy tinnyyyy but betterrr than poyt Steve, less dark more softttt , and I bought poytbsteve because I can't help it I'm obsessed with his mfing toxic ass💀 I can't help but compare everyone with him ok may be this Steve be more dark but like he was a Lil softer than him during sex like in this stve kisses herrrrrrr I mean that countssss and not once but again'and again and he was entirely enjoying itttt omggggg skkkkkkskkskkskssookkkkkk soooooooooooooo cuteeeeeeeee

The spiting scene was wasss veryyy hot bestieeeeeeeeeeeee 👁️👄👁️

Sending loveeee 💗💗💗💗

-💗(is this emoji take)

omg bestie this is so sweet! I love your enthusiasm and all your emojis! Thank you soooo much! 🥹🥹🩷🩷🩷

anddd omg did he make her orgasm 4 times??? Or was it 5 times??? I don’t remember hehe

I loved writing them kissing so much!!! I wasn’t planning on it but I went with the flow and Steve really seemed to be into kissing reader 🩷🩷 again and again and again as you said 😂😂 she was just too cute to resist 🥹🥹🥹

Also bestie pls come out of the oven!!! Omg 🤭🤭🤭🥹🥹🥹🥹 no but seriously I’m so happy you liked it so much!!! It truly means the most to me!

I don’t think this Steve is any softer than poyt!Steve but THIS Steve kinda knows what he wants, so if he wants to kiss her then he’ll kiss her and he won’t suppress that for himself!!! Hehehe

I’m so happy you’re still in this fandom for my blog bestie it means the world! 🥹🙏🏼🩷

[sirensea14]

My Royalty au :

Part 1 - the Beach (short comic)

Part 2 - the Meeting

Part 3 - Enchanted Store

Part 4 - The Legendary Chalice and the Dish brothers

Part 5 - Witch of Distress

Part 6 - upcoming:

The demon, angel and wolf

(i changed this from "the angel and the wolf" since while i was writing it, i accidentally included Bendy's side so ye, there ya go)

Alice Angel, the princess of the Heavens. Sent from above, and certainly fell in love with a wolf who was kind, yet cool. He knew all sorts of things, hunting, falconry, fishing, scavenging, mechanic, woodcutting--anything you can think of! He's a handyman of everything, and he helped a lot of people with it.

Meanwhile Alice Angel was a known angel im the Heavens. She possessed great goodness in her heart, purity, charity, humor and sympathy for the less. She desired helping those in need, she is also known for her great healing powers. But this didn't stop the other race from respecting her, she is still an angel who wielded powerful runes and energy. She was someone not to be belittled. Her anger will burn fire when she sees evil. She can also feel emotions of others.

She was the perfect girl anyone could wish for. She was a good friend of Bendy the Ink Demon, which made her earn her horns. Yet she was still kept of the Princess title. She met the Demon once in her childhood, he was a crying child, so she helped him naturally. And they became good friends despite the opposite race. And then Boris, it was when he found her trapped in a demon's oblivion and coincidentally, he was best friends with Bendy. The two helped her from her mission and the three were almost inseperable.

However Bendy wasn't actually a child at that time, it was simply his small form. Yet he chose to stay by the two toons' side. It was a closeness he hadn't felt before. And that was his family.

Alice and Boris knew this, Bendy told them and they were happy. The wolf was the eldest in thinking, by the three, Alice was the youngest in age and mind, Bendy was the eldest by age. Boris and Alice eventually fell in love and married, while Bendy was left there simping for a fish who didnt like him(at first).

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Ok no I FINALLY FINISHED ITTTT

Now b4 u judge me for shipping Alice Angel and Boris, im gonna say it again:

This ship is based on Allison and Tom's relationship in Batim/batdr.

I mean, theyre married right? So why not ship them? They make a cute pair (at least, for me)

Now my last thing for me to do abt this au:

The art✨✨

(this may take a bit long since im busy reading, writing, eating etc 💀)

[duckugou]

golden

Kenma x GN!reader

Im trying to stray away from my comfort zone of just writing readers that use she/her so bear with me

sorry if this lowkey sucks but it was inspired by harry styles song golden

cw: big cursing, huge fluff, strangers to friends to lovers, comfort, aged up!

come to my asks to be a part of my taglist! just let me know what kinds of fics/ what fandom/ what characters/ etc you want to be tagged in!

Requests are open!!

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Being a streamer comes with perks. Being comfy at home, not having to face people in real life every day, playing games, typical shit. Another perk is making good friends.

Meeting people on a voice chat is common for Kenma -guys and gals alike. What he wasnt expecting one night was the sweetest voice on the other end of his headphones.

"You're all fucks- I'm better at this game than all of you combined. Try me."

To think that was the sentence that made Kenma's ears perk up and burn.

"What the hell ever- we have the great Kodzuken on our side." One of the guys said, half joking half dead serious.

"Oh yeah, he isn't even speaking up to defend your pussy asses- probably knows I could beat him too." You could hear the smirk in that last part.

"U-uh, no. You can't beat me. Nobody can actually. Not at this game." Kenma rebutted , confident in his gaming skills but not so much his speaking skills to this stranger.

"Oh man, you certainly sound confident. Come on, Kodzuken- 1v1 me then. Show me who the best really is."

Kenma suddenly felt nervous. Should he really demolish this stranger? Isn't it polite to let the person you like win? He didn't like this person yet but god their voice was attractive.

"Fine. Send the request." He decided.

"Sent, fucker."

The game resulted in a tie because this stranger actually knew what they were doing. They both threw friendly insults at each other the whole time of course, making each of them laugh a little.

"Okay fine. The great Kodzuken himself almost beat me. Im almost honored to have a great streamer almost beat me."

"Well you almost beat me too- uh-" Kenma stuttered over the fact that he didn't know how to address this stranger.

"Oh! Call me Y/n." The person giggled.

"You can uh, call me Kenma."

"Oh you don't want me to repeat your title over and over like everyone else?" They laughed.

"No, friends don't call me that. They use my name name." His ears were burning.

"Friends, huh? Guess that means you owe me your number so we can schedule a rematch where I can properly beat your ass."

"Huh, guess so."

A few months had gone by and Y/n and Kenma were as close as they could be. They found out they live close by each other and began hanging out a lot.

Y/n would be in the back of his streams on occasion and wouldn't hesitate to speak up during them. Thats the thing about Y/n. They've always been so outspoken. Since the start. Everything they talk about comes so easy to Y/n. Nothing is held back. Kenma knows everything about them. He on the other hand is still a bit closed off. Quiet. The two are so opposite yet so alike. Kenma doesn't speak much about himself, opting to listen.

Especially when talking about past relationships.

One night, they were sat in Kenmas room in separate chairs, letting conversations flow.

"So, you've dated but why have the relationships ended?" Y/n asked.

"Ah, I dont know- its not important. Why did yours end?" Kenma flipped the question as he always does.

"One guy cheated," Y/n tossed a piece of popcorn in the air, missing their mouth and brushing it off. "One girl left because she was leaving for school, and one guy just didn't mesh with me. Your turn." Y/n pushed the question back.

"Uh- well. I don't click with people easily. I'm pretty closed off so when I date it usually ends in hurt feelings by accident or they get sick of me." Kenma finally admitted.

"Huh." Y/n flopped onto their stomach on the bed after setting down the popcorn. "Don't you like anyone though? Like- if you liked someone enough, do you think you would give opening up a shot?"

"I mean I guess. Nobody ever takes the time to...pry me open." That got a laugh out of Y/n. Good. "But yeah I do like someone."

Sitting up suddenly, Y/n became visibly excited.

"TELL ME WHO."

"No god no- it isnt important." Kenmas ears burned again.

"Come onnnnn. Its gotta be someone big time cool to earn your heart. I have to approve."

Y/n pulled Kenma from his chair to the bed, not letting go of his hand as he sat down.

"Theyre very cool- and very sweet. Understanding. Someone who stands up for me and makes me comfortable-" Kenma began gushing.

"Do I know them?" Y/n interrupted.

"Y-yeah. You sure do." Kenma scratched the back of his neck.

"Oooh ok, a guessing game. Describe them more- their looks!" Y/n held his hand tighter, bouncing up and down with excitement.

"Well- ok." Kenma took a deep breath and decided he could be vague enough. "Theyre short. As short if not shorter than me. Competitive. Very cute smile-"

"TOO VAGUE give me the JUICY DETAILS" Y/n pushed.

"They uh- they have..pretty eyes." He was staring at this point, eyes wandering around Y/ns face to find more things to describe. "cute nose too I guess. Squishy cheeks. Glasse-"

"WHO THE HELL IS IT KENMA- its starting to sound like youre describing me." Y/n laughed.

"No- I'm totally not!" Kenma rushed.

"Tell this person you like them. You look so happy when you talk about them. Its kind of sickening."

"I can't just do that." Kenma stated flatly.

"Yeah you can."

"No-"

"DO ITTTT. Nothing to be scared of- it's CUTE. They would be dumb to not like you."

Kenma sighed, knowing he couldn't tell Y/n the truth about who he liked. What does he usually do when he's put in a corner like this? Oh thats right-

"Who do you like then Y/n?" He asked, proud of himself for deflecting again.

"Oh thats easy. You." Y/n said, letting go of his hand and laying back on the bed, leaving Kenma sitting up and stunned.

"What? No I mean a crush idiot. Who do you liiikkkeee?" Kenma pushed, hoping he didn't hear Y/n wrong.

"You, Kenma. I've had a crush since our first tie in a game. Thought that was obvious-"

Kenma flopped back on the bed as well. The both of them looking at each other.

"Oh. My person is uh... really... open and honest." Kenma said quietly.

"Is that why you wont tell them?" Y/n asked just as hushed.

"Yeah... what if right now they say yes but then their feelings change one day? That would hurt so bad. Worse than not telling them ever." He whispered.

There was silence. They knew what they both just admitted. Kenmas heart started racing. This might've fucked everything up. He might lose them. But they like him too so why is he so scared?

Y/n held his hand again.

"I know that youre scared because I'm so open...but hey... If you wanna give it a try..." Y/n whispered, scared about whether or not their honesty fucked them over.

"You might be right this time Y/n." Kenma whispered.

The space between them was closed due to both of them being drawn together like magnets in that moment. A sweet kiss.

"Let's try it then. I'll work on... being more open if you'd like." Kenma said.

"Kenma. I dont want you to change one bit. I like you the way you are."

Acceptance. It was the best thing Kenma has ever felt.

[fanartfunart]

Fly Away

Episode 8: OozerLord

Ao3

(Féline Sombre & Paon Lilas designs)

Summery: An AU where Adrien never went to in-person school, not getting the cat miraculous, and found the peacock miraculous. - Ladybug tries to get Paon Lilas to let her fix the peacock miraculous.

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 “How can I get any of this!?” Marinette whined, holding the translation and decoding notes of the spellbook up over her head. “Molten Gold? This is crazy!” She groaned and let the booklet drop on her head. “We’re never gonna be able to fix itttt. I can’t even convince Paon Lilas to give me the miraculous in the first place. Do I throw a molten potion at him?”

 “Perhaps you can tell him the recipe?” Tiki offered, “If he won’t let you fix it yourself.”

 “Isn’t that against keeping this secret?”

 “It’s more important that Duusu’s miraculous is repaired.”

 Marinette sighed, putting the books away. “What if he can’t get the ingredients? It’s not like I can assume he’s got enough money for molten gold. I don’t even have enough money for molten gold.”

 “I’m sure you can figure out something!” Tiki cheered, “You’re smart Marinette, you’ll find a solution eventually.”

 “I guess… Thanks Tiki.” Marinette glanced at her clock and gasped, becoming a hurricane of movement in her room, “No more overthinking that today! I might actually get to school on time if I hurry!”

 “I could,” Ladybug leaped backward, “have” she ducked, goo whizzing past her head, “actually” she swung her yoyo, “been” it connected to the akuma’s goopy head, “on time” she pulled it back, flicking off the slime, “for once!” Féline Sombre used her baton to push Ladybug out of the way of another sticky attack. “But noooooo,” Ladybug whined, leaping onto the baton, “we just had to have an early-morning goo-kuma!” Féline vaulted her up into the air. Ladybug spun her yoyo to create a shield, and in this case, a drill, as she tunneled in to the center of the goop.

 “Cataclysm!” Féline exclaimed. They leaned on their baton, just beyond the edge of the mass. “If you told me what school you go to I’m sure I could find you the purrfect spot to detransform before class. I did it with my school.”

 Ladybug groaned, utilizing her lucky charm slingshot to shoot a dinosaur-egg grow capsule towards Feline’s waiting hand, the object turning to ash. The Akuma fluttered out. “And if by chance, we went to the same school, it’d be too easy to accidentally find out who I was.”

 Ladybug shook off the slime, capturing the butterfly.

 “I guess… Just trying to help. I hate being late.”

 She sighed heavily, “I’m chronically late anyway, it might be more suspicious if I started suddenly being on time all the time.” She threw the slingshot into the air, “Miraculous Ladybug!”

 The cat hero walked over to talk to the Akuma victim, so Ladybug was free to scan their environment.

 “Hey, bug, aren’t you late?” Féline Sombre asked, “I can get Jay here home.” They tilted their head towards the kid, smiling.

 “Huh? Oh, I- …Right, thanks. Just keep an eye out for Paon Lilas ok?”

 “Paon? Oh, yeah, he hasn’t shown up in a while huh?”

 Ladybug frowned, “He hasn’t… I’m-”

 “Worried?”

 Ladybug scoffed, “What? No? No. I’m just- I can’t convince someone to let me help them if I don’t know how to reach them, now can I?”

 “Ah, right, right. Can’t convince someone to give you their miraculous if they don’t show up. Maybe we should follow his lead and just stop showing up! Maybe Hawkmoth will give up."

 Ladybug glared at them. The cat hero laughed, “I wouldn’t actually do that! I’m closer to chaotic good, it’s totally against my alignment, I’m not evil.” The kid next to her laughed.

 “And you’re not a roleplay character either!”

 “How would you know?” Féline grinned, and patted the kid’s shoulder, “Go to school, Ladybug! Come on Jay, lets get you home, wanna ride on the baton?”

 Ladybug’s earrings beeped over the child’s response and she shook her head, rolling her eyes, “Yeah yeah, I’m going, I’m going.”

-

 Adrien sighed, glaring at the camera installation man rather pointedly through his window. This was just absurd. Home security was one thing, having cameras in his sneak-out spots was another. Really, why the hell did they put a camera in front of his window? It’s just looking out to the neighbor’s roofs.

 The man seemed to notice Adrien’s glaring and nervously smiled at him, waving. Adrien blinked, putting on a smile.

 “Oh! That wasn’t- er- Thinking too hard about a math problem, sorry!” Adrien lied, vaguely gesturing with a random piece of paper on his desk. He turned away from looking at the window and the offending camera, and covered his face with one hand, acting as if intently focused. “Duusu I’m going to go crazy. Are you sure I can’t start going out again?” He whispered sharply.

 “You’re still ill,” Duusu said softly, “It’s not getting better.”

 “It’s not getting worse?” Adrien said, with a strained smile.

 “Maybe you should go visit your friends!” Duusu cheered, “Seeing my friends always made me uuper-dooper happy happy!”

 “Your friends? Who’s that?”

 “The other kwami!” The little peacock twirled a little, beaming, “Tiki and Plagg and ….uh… Pollen! and …. I… forget.”

 “You… forgot?”

 Duusu chuckled, “It’s been a while since I saw all of them, it’s probably nothing.”

 Adrien sighed, “I’m sorry, maybe we can try and figure out a way for you to see them?”

 “Oh only Tiki and Plagg and… butterfly… Nooroo! Only Tiki, Plagg and Nooroo have holders right now and you don’t know who they are so I can’t.”

 “Oh,” Adrien sighed heavily, glancing at the camera installation man as he climbed down his ladder, leaving behind that camera. He frowned, “We should try and figure out who Hawkmoth is. If we can do that we can tell Féline Sombre and, ugh, Ladybug, and get Nooroo back. Then you can at least see Nooroo. I uh… I guess I could give you to Ladybug if that means you could see your friends.”

 Duusu frowned, “You’re my friend too!” he cried, tears in his eyes. Adrien blinked, softening into a smile.

 “Yeah, same to you little buddy,” he chuckled as they put their foreheads together. His forehead was getting a little wet with kwami tears, but friends were for this kind of stuff, right? Huh… Maybe he really did need to talk to some more friends.

 “How about we go out for a walk? The school is out for lunch soon, right? Dad never comes to lunch anyway.” Adrien spun out of his chair and got his bag.

 Duusu whooped, giggling as he followed Adrien, slipping into the messenger bag.

-

 “Thanks for having me for lunch!” Adrien said, walking alongside Marinette, Alya, and Nino.

 “No prob bud!” Nino said, elbowing him, “Finally I’m not surrounded by girls!”

 Marinette snorted, very inelegantly, “Hey, you chose to hang out all the time with these girls!”

 Nino shrugged, “Just sayin’ it’s nice to have a bro around too.”

 Adrien chuckled awkwardly, looking at his feet.

 “Don’t listen to him,” Alya said, putting an arm around Adrien’s shoulder, “How’s it been? Last I heard you still had a nasty cough. The tabloids are obsessing. One thinks that you’re dying.”

 “Really? Father never lets me read those.”

 “Ugh, don’t read them, they’re horrible, I don’t know why Alya reads them.” Marinette rolled her eyes.

 “Girl you read them too!”

 “I’m using them as fashion inspiration and scrap paper,” Marinette huffed, giggling, as she opened the door to her parent’s bakery, gesturing her friends in. As Adrien passed, she grinned, “Did you know you’ve apparently had 3 girlfriends at once?”

 Adrien coughed a laugh, “Wait, what?” The startled laugh seemed to trigger a coughing fit. Forcing him to bowl over himself, wheezing on coughs.

 “Ohmygosh, sorry-”

 “No-” he coughed again and rubbed his forehead, “No it’s fine… That’s crazy though, given I have never had a single date in my life. Lucky for those girls, though.” He chokingly laughed, shrugging.

 “Hey kids!” Marinette’s father waved cheerfully, his gaze halting on Adrien as he straightened himself out, “and Adrien? Didn’t know you were joining everyone.”

 “I had some free time before lunch,” he found himself giving a far too practiced smile as Tom Dupain scrutinized him, cleaning a particular part of the counter a bit too long.

 “Well lad, pleased to have you! I can make you something fresh if you don’t mind a little wait?”

 Adrien shook his head, “My lunch break is an hour long and I can afford to dip into my piano practice.”

 “It’s settled! Here,” Tom handed him a croissant with a smile while the others took their own bag, thanking the baker with a nod. Adrien shuffled through his pockets for his wallet and Tom just shook his head, pushing the boy up after the group of friends.

 “You’ve got your lunch scheduled, even though you’re homeschooled?” Nino asked as he looked back towards Adrien as they went up the stairwell.

 “Uh, yeah? Pretty much my entire day is scheduled. Natalie takes care of most of it, and I have photoshoots and everything. Without my schedule, things can get hectic.”

 “Gosh, I’m sure,” Alya said, “I’m glad I finally created a schedule for the ladyblog, otherwise I think it’d take over my brain entirely,” She made an explosion sound and motion with her hands.

-

 An hour and a half came and went far faster than Adrien expected. He found himself walking back towards the school with the group, laughing along with the others at the silly impressions Nino and Marinette had taken to making at each other.

 He sighed a truly smitten sigh as he watched Marinette pretend to be some stereotypical waiter, putting a finger to her face as a pretend mustache. It was adorable.

 Alya gave him a weird look, which led to him giving her a ‘what’ look right back. She rolled her eyes, shaking her head. He frowned. What did that even mean? Did he do something wrong?

 A kid screamed. All of them turned to look, gasping as a large mass of ooze rolled over the street. “Oozerlord” was back.

 “Again?” Marinette groaned under her breath. She pushed them all into the school, “Get inside, that’ll be safer,” Marinette raced off far ahead of the rest of them, disappearing into another room. Adrien frowned. She must’ve had a bad encounter with this akuma earlier.

 “Come on, let’s find a good place to take a video!” Alya exclaimed, racing off up the stairway, pulling Nino along with her. In an instant, Adrien was alone, standing in the very school he wasn’t allowed to go into. Suddenly …forgotten. For a moment, he felt very small.

 Duusu peaked out slightly from his pocket, whispering softly, “They probably didn’t mean to-”

 Adrien shook his head and ran off to find a proper hiding place, “I’m fine. It’s fine,” He turned into a cleaning closet before Duusu could protest. “Duusu, spread my feathers.”

-

 Paon Lilas leaped off the roof, landing across from Ladybug with a dramatic twirl.

 “Hello Bugaroo, excited to see my beautiful face again?”

 She looked up, wide-eyed. Her focus cracked and burst into a confusing muddle of emotions. She refocused, brows furrowed, before he could wade through it all. Ladybug smirked, sharp and antagonistic, “Finally decide to join us again Lilas? Where were you this whole time?”

 “Aw, the Lady missed me,” Paon mocked, scooping a kid out from the path of the Oozerlord.

 Ladybug rolled her eyes, annoyance seeping from her. She frowned as she focused on the ooze in front of her. “I don’t see the original akumatized object… There’s too many new things it’s swallowed.” The ooze stretched a blast of goo towards her. She leaped out of the way, running a circle around it.

 “Why were they akumatized the first time?” Paon asked, leaping up as the akuma sent an attack towards him.

 “Why?” Ladybug halted, frowning, “I… Don’t know?”

 Paon Lilas gave her a wide-eyed stare, “How could you not know?!”

 She huffed, getting frustrated, “Sorry, feelings are your thing! Not mine!” The akuma changed shape, growing, transforming into a dinosaur. It roared. Ladybug startled, “That’s new.”

 “You and Féline caught it early the first time.” Paon Lilas shrieked as the goosaur tried to bite him. Ladybug yanked him out of the way with her yoyo. She grinned at him, proudly. Lilas rolled his eyes, huffing as she released him from the strings. Ladybug gasped and ducked, pulling him with her, as a tendril of goo swept over her head.

 Paon Lilas huffed, shrugging her off. He rolled forward, chasing the akuma. Ladybug raced after. He tilted his head as he noticed someone else following the akuma as well. The woman was shouting after it, terrified, frustrated. Paon Lilas tilted his head. Maybe-

 Ladybug swung around onto a roof slightly before Oozerlord, shouting “Lucky Charm!” The magic produced a badminton racket. Ladybug tilted her head. She shrieked and ducked as a goosaur tail swung towards her.

 Féline Sombre dropped onto a roof nearby, waving enthusiastically towards Paon Lilas. “Looks like our old friend got an upgrade. Got a plan?” She asked.

 “I do,” Ladybug said.

 “I think so,” Paon Lilas said.

 The pair glanced at each other for a moment, frowning. “I need someone to distract them,” Ladybug said.

 “Got it,” Féline said, leaping into action. Ladybug leaped after, directing Féline to cataclysm a beam.

 Paon Lilas huffed. Watching the akuma continue to rage through the streets. Fine, if Ladybug didn’t want to explain her whole plan, he’d just do his plan. He plucked a feather from his fan and imbued it with power. He sent it to the woman. “Hello, I am Paon Lilas, I can help you turn your emotions into aid in the form of a sentimonster.”

 “My son!” the woman screamed, “He got akumatized again!”

 Paon winced, “Please don’t shout, I can hear you just fine. That’s your son? Do you know why he’s akumatized?”

 “They’re just toys!” she agonized, “We’ve been cleaning his room, getting rid of old stuff, I don’t understand!”

 Lilas glanced over towards the collection of toys that were in the center of the goo. He tilted his head, “I think I understand. Is there any particular toy he wanted to keep?”

 “Huh? There was this old headless plastic dinosaur. It’s broken I don’t get-” Lilas tuned the mother out, watching as Ladybug struggled to corral the ooze towards a drain. Oh so that was her plan. He smiled. “Ma’am, will you help me?”

 “Of course, I just want my son back!” He felt a strange tug in his chest at that… He blinked. Jealousy? He wasn’t jealous. He shook his head. His powers must be getting affected by the broken miraculous. He shook his head and focused on what he needed to create.

 The sentimonster appeared with a swirl of magic. The plastic senti-dinosaur matched Oozerlord in size. He coughed, stumbling. He groaned, all too aware of the rattling in his chest with each breath.

 The sentisaur gave Oozerlord a hug with its small arms. The gooping creature relaxed, almost melting into the embrace. “Of course!” Ladybug exclaimed, she threw the badminton racket to Féline, “If you would do the honors, Kitty?”

 Féline tied the racket to the baton, using it to smack the old headless plastic dinosaur out from the center of the ooze.

 Paon Lilas heard the usual final moments of an akuma battle. Ladybug’s usual shouts. The usual sound of magical butterflies returning things to their original locations. Paon Lilas opened his eyes (wait, when did he close them?). The woman was hugging the young boy, the Sentisaur standing over them, tail curled around them, protectively, lovingly. Féline vaulted behind a building, the sound of a beeping miraculous disappearing with her. His vision swirled as he leaped down towards the family. He barely caught himself as he hit the ground. With a dramatic bow, he pretended it was on purpose. Ladybug frowned at him, bubbled with worry. He ignored it.

 “Are you okay?” He said softly.

 The kid nodded.

 He suddenly felt awkward. Paon bit his lip as he tried to think of a way to explain why he wasn’t just running off like usual. “What’s your name?” He decided to start with.

 “Jay,” The boy said.

 “You know, I have an old stuffed kitty hidden away in my closet. He’s missing an eye and half his fur is missing. I got it from my mom.”

 Mother and child looked at him, curious.

 He leaned in, conspiratorially with Jay, “I heard your mom tried to get rid of some of your old stuff, must’ve been hard.”

 “I don’t wanna get rid of any of them,” he whispered, pouting.

 “They must’ve given you a lot of happiness. Letting go of them must’ve felt like losing that, huh?”

 The mother seemed to understand, a little ‘oh’ expression on her face. Jay nodded, frowning.

 Paon Lilas smiled slightly, standing up, “Maybe, you could spend some extra time figuring out how to say goodbye to the toys that need to go, and which ones you can keep somewhere special.”

 “Oh, that sounds like a good idea,” The mother said, “Right Jay?”

 He nodded again, “Yeah… okay.���

 Paon smiled, and walked over to the sentimonster, patting its side, before snapping his fingers, releasing it. He caught the feather and fluttered it against Jay’s face, making the boy giggle.

 Ladybug placed a hand on his shoulder. She smiled, looking at him strangely. “Sorry, but, we need to talk.” Paon stiffened. He forced a smile towards the family, handing the feather to Jay. she grabbed him around the waist and pulled them up onto a roof. Away from prying ears and away from anyone who could defend him, but still in perfect view. Trapped.

 "Was that story about the stuffed kitten real?" Ladybug asked, a hint of suspicion bubbling around her. Why did that matter?

 "Er... Yeah?"

 “You almost fell back there,” Ladybug said suddenly, worry seeping into her voice.

 Paon shrugged, playing casual, “Just tripped up. Didn’t pay attention.”

 “I know your Miraculous is broken.” Oh, so that’s what she was worried about.

 “How did you-”

 “Tiki figured it out.” She paused, seeming to mentally shift through his words. “…You knew? And kept using it? Do you understand how dangerous that is?” Paon Lilas winced at the flare of anger. He took a step back. Ladybug caught his arm, “Wait!      Please     don’t run off. I can fix it.” He stared at her, wide-eyed. Could she really- “I just need you to give me the Miraculous, there’s a potion I can make-”

 “What? Give it to you?! No.” He yanked himself away from her, putting cautious distance between them. “Duusu wants to stay with me, you can’t take him. You can’t!”

 “Your kwami isn’t in his right mind with the miraculous broken. It’s the best way-” Ladybug moved forward, brows furrowed in frustration.

 He took in a sharp breath, stumbling backward. Misjudging how far the edge of the roof was, he fell. Ladybug gasped, and caught him with her yoyo, pulling him up. As soon as he regained his footing, he doubled over, coughing.

 Ladybug frowned, folding her arms.

 He closed his eyes and took in a breath, “Duusu stays with me.” He fixed her with a glare. Ladybug glared right back, stubborn.

 Ladybug caved. She sighed, waving a hand, “Fine, fine. I’ll give you the recipe. It has… some expensive ingredients, so-”

 “Money won’t be an issue,” Lilas said with far too much conviction. Ladybug tilted her head. He felt a rise in suspicion. He put on a playful grin, “I’ve got my ways and connections.” He shifted, turning serious, “I want to help Duusu. He’s my friend.”

 Ladybug sighed, hearing her miraculous beep. “Meet me on the Eiffel tonight, I’ll be able to give you it then.”

 “I’ll meet you at the Eiffel,” He huffed, making a running leap off the roof.

-

 Marinette sighed as she walked back into the school. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a figure on a roof. She turned, tilting her head as she noticed Paon Lilas standing on the roof, looking hesitant. “What’s he doing?” She whispered under her breath.

 “Marinette! Did you see? Look at this video I got!” Alya exclaimed, running towards her. She glanced at her friend, smiling, before glancing back at where the peacock holder had been. The spot was empty like he had never been there in the first place.

-

 Adrien clambered over the edge of the wall.

 “Careful,” Duusu cried out. Adrien slipped, gripping the edge.

 “I’m being careful,” he struggled for a foothold on the wall. Duusu gasped, slipping into his pocket. “What?” he whispered.

 “Good Evening, Adrien,” Natalie said.

 He yelped and slipped, falling onto the ground. Natalie caught him before his head could hit the ground. He chuckled awkwardly. “Uh, hi… why are you out here, Natalie?”

 Natalie sighed, bringing him to a stand. She pulled out her tablet, showcasing the surveillance camera’s view of them. “Sneaking out again?”

 “Sneaking in, technically,” Adrien whispered.

 “Sneaking in either direction isn’t good, Adrien.”

 He sighed, hanging his head, “Sorry. I know, I know.” He sat up, dusting off his clothes, trying to sneak a reassuring check on Duusu.

 “I don’t think you do. Given you keep doing it.”

 “You wouldn’t even know about it if you didn’t have all these new cameras in,” Adrien grumbled under his breath.

 “It’s for your own safety,” She said, turning on her heel. She looked at the schedule, shuffling things around.

 Adrien glared at his feet.

 “I suppose it’s a good thing you’re sneaking in rather than out,” Natalie said, “You have a photo shoot soon.”

 He sighed, walking after her. “Are you going to tell my father?” He muttered.

 She paused for a moment, glancing at him. She hummed, “...I don’t believe he needs to know about this one time. But I will advise you to stop making a habit of running off.” Her voice softened, “It’s scaring us.”

 Adrien nodded, rubbing his arm, “I’m sorry. I just… I wanted to see my friends. But they uh…” he felt lightheaded, his stomach churning slightly at the thought of being suddenly alone. He shrugged, “I don’t know if they really want me around…”

 Natalie sighed, “Not all friendships are built to last,” she said.

 Adrien’s phone buzzed. He tilted his head, glancing at the message.

 Marinette: “Did you get home alright?”  

 Adrien smiled softly. Maybe at least one of his new friendships was built to last.

-

 It was dark, the moon hanging over the horizon. Paon Lilas was there before her. He was dangling his feet off the edge of the Eiffel, humming. Ladybug swung up onto the landing, securing the yoyo around her waist.

 "That's dangerous, you know," Ladybug scolded before she could help herself. That was the wrong way to start this. The boy stiffened.

 He continued to sit there anyway. He looked out at the skyline. “Lovely to see you too, Buggie,” He muttered sarcastically. “So, a potion?”

 “Right, of course,” Ladybug smoothed out the paper, and handed it to him, “You can’t tell anyone what’s on that.”

 He nodded, looking over the list of items. “Thank you,” he muttered, huffing like it hurt to say.

 Ladybug crossed her arms. “If I’m going to let you keep the Peacock Miraculous, I need to know your identity and you need to tell me how you got it.”

 Paon Lilas stood up. He didn’t look at her. “And if I don’t?”

 “If you want to work with us, I need to know I can trust you.”

 “I don’t trust you,” Lilas said, turning on her. “You’ve been trying to take this Miraculous from me ever since you first saw me! You’ve just switched to a new strategy because I won’t let you!”

 “I’m trying to do the right thing. I don’t get you! You’re so selfish! None of this is a game! Maybe you are related to Hawkmoth! Did your mom forget to teach you not everything you decided you want is yours?”

 He rushed towards her. She gasped, grabbing her yoyo. He slid to the floor, using the fan to knock her yoyo off course. He kicked her feet out from under her. He knelt over her, glaring down at her, holding the fan against her neck like someone might hold a sword or knife. He was tense, a snarl on his lips. But there was a shine in his eyes, a knit in his brow. A moment of hesitation. Ladybug felt almost lost, trying to comprehend the intense look in his eyes. He was so close, but somehow the thought that he might yank her earrings from her ears was the last thing on her mind.

 “Don’t you dare speak about my mom ever again,” he whispered harshly. “You don’t know her, and you don’t know me.” He pushed her against the floor as he stood back up. Ladybug lassoed him with her yoyo, leaping into a stand of her own.

 She took in a calming breath, “I’m sorry, I just… I saw how you talked with that boy, I don’t think you’re working for Hawkmoth anymore… I-”

 Paon spun, leveraging the fan between the yoyo’s rope and himself, ducking out of the loop (Had he practiced that before? That looked practiced). He kicked her. “You thought I was working for Hawkmoth!?” He leaped up onto the railing, “I’m done.” He jumped, using his cape to slow his descent.

 Ladybug raced up to the edge of the rail, nearly following him. She took a step back, sighing.

 “Well, that was a disaster.”

[zu-is-here]

Hi Zuuuuu! *huggggss* I missed you!! How have you been?? It feels like ages since we talked even if it really hasn't been! How's life?

I have to say again that I enjoy your post Dark-Cream so muchhh, I love them having a domestic life.

Also, Dream is wearing the same outfit from falling in love right? So I just wondered if that's just because it's what he wore back then, or possibly that was them after 'running away' since you did say in the past that your comics aren't in order anymore? Idk, just a thought.

I'm doing alright! As I mentioned before my shipping heart has been cruely pulled in all directions :')

I found type and wormys dreammare vow or never fic and I justtttt ahhhhhhhhhhhh! I can't take itttt. So incredibly amazing. And then also the Kross one as well, making Killer the ship for a change XD

I've been spending alot of my time 'thrifting' as tik-tok calls it. Me and mother went to a car boot sale yesterday, and I've been hunting for cuddly toys, as I've mentioned I collect them :) and today we visited some charity shops as well. Do you ever go 'thrifting'?

Today I also got a new passport photo taken, and I look like a right stroppy cow XD I've gotta get that sorted for the trip though.

Mentally it's been abit better, but there are some highs and lows, I have to say I enjoy looking at your inktaletobler artwork.

I have good news to! The second part of the Twins story should be tomorrow (if not Wednesday) so that's coming sooooon!

Drawing as been going really well! 2 comics and working on a 3rd! I think I'm stealing your powerssss hahaha.

I also completed my final piece for killercreammare week! Ans now I'm happy to put that behind me till next year. Gotta get ready for Dark-Cream week next!

I have soooo much more art to post gahhhdgsh ahahah.

So productive.... So stressed... No sleep lol XD just coffee 😌👌

OK I kid around, things are alright.

How's koshka?

Hii Gayfish! *hugsss* Missed you too! (ówò)♡ For real, days feels like weeks— I'm great as always, thanks! <3 Barely keep up with Inktobertale but still! xd

Same here <3 It does mean a lot to me, thanks a million again! (*´꒳`*)

That's right! ★ It's what he wore years ago, before Aim's birth, for they were searching a lot for a place to stay <3

Glad to hear you're doing better now╰(*´︶`*)╯ Wait— you didn't know about that fic?? I was so sure we've discussed it weeks ago cause it is so good. ♡ The concept of corrupting, the day before Night failed his exam, their last kiss— haven't read Kross one yet tho! :')

Awww! How was the hunt? *w* Hope I got thrifting right *boomer's noises* I don't remember last time but I used to do it a lot back then, searching for nice things ♪

Oh these passport photos... xp But that's so cool, congrats!! ☆ Are you planning another trip? (*'▽'*)

Does something bother you now? (ó3ò) I'm glad to hear it makes you feel a bit better! (ㅅ´ ˘ `)♡

OMG— hype is real! (*ﾟ∀ﾟ*) Looking forward to it <3

For real! XD But it's amazing, keep up the great work *^*

Your latest killercreammare artwork looks fantastic! \(//∇//)\ Lineless work is painstaking yet it's worth it ☆ Oh right, Dark Cream week— xd

Please get a good sleep and have a nice rest! (ò3ó) You did a great job already <3

Koshka's doing grrreat ;D She was so scared when my family visited me she didn't even know where to hide XD Poor old lady grumbled for a long time after they left x) How's Henry? *^*

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It is 1am & you know what that means!!! HANNIBAL TIME! SEASON 3! FLORENCE EDITION! THE END IS NIGH! I also like that the picture for this episode is from the “it’s not that kind of party, is it?“ scene and that’s so exciting for me!!!! Also, first Hannibal in the apt! Exciting part 2!

Antipasto:

* SEXY OVEN OPENING?? Oh nope, Not An Oven.

* AHHHHH SEXY LEATHER/BIKE HANNI!!

* Okay, PARIS?

* Honey, you are terribly underdressed.

* Going grocery shopping, Hanni?

* His hair, the length & soft of casual sweat it’s in is SO FUNNY TO ME BECAUSE IT’S SO RELAXED!

* Oh, acorns & oysters man has the silly 2000’s scarf & vest combo.

* OH HE’S A POET! That tracks!

* “One can appreciate another’s words without dissecting them.” Hannibal, I have an English degree. Fuck of.

* He IS grocery shopping!

* These fades to black are GREAT!

* GOOD MORNING CHEF! We have liver on the menu!!!!

* OH THE CLOSE UP OF THE BLOOOOOOOD FROM THE JUICE OF THE LIVERRRRRRR YESSSSSS

* & the theme for this opening is, “Bonsior”

* Black & white? OH! EDDIE’S BACK!!! Oh right, the legs.

* It’s a leg candy apple. Amazing.

* We open with Eddie’s legs & close with Bedelia’s, so we not?

* I am unfortunately thinking too much about the future and not being super present with this season because I know more than I did in the past seasons. So I think I’m going to be going back a lot since I’ll no doubt be paying attention to what’s to come & not what’s in front of me.

* Hannibal seems so impatient with him, for some reason.

* AHHHH YESSSSSS THE DANCE LET’S FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOO

* I’m SO HAPPY YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!!!!!!!

* And that man is the man with the ice pick in his head!

* OLD ITALIAN HANNIBAL MY BELOVED!!!!

* “The eating of the heart is a powerful image.” *blinks in season 1, episode 7*

* That fucking GRIN ON HIS FACE I LOVE IT!

* Ugh this season is so BEATIFUIL!

* “You no longer have ethical concerns Hannibal. You have a statical ones.” “Ethics become aesthetics.” That scene is finally mine to hear! That scene has been living rent free in my head for weeks since I found it on @amatesura’s blog. Stunning!!!

* “Morality doesn’t exist. Only moral.” Fucking bastard.

* “I feel like I am in constant control of my actions. Given your history, that is a good day.” Bedelia, baby, I’m so sorry.

* We closed (just about) season 2 with black soaked Alana. & we open this season with drowning Bedelia. What is it with Bryan & naked women in water?

* OH HELLO RED BEDELIA FLASHBACK! & JACK!!!!! MISSED YOUUUUUU!

* Bedelia, babe, you okay?

* Was that perfume there before or did Hanni leave it??

* Look at his white little ass.

* OH RIGHT RED BEDELIA IN HER OWN HOUSE! OF COURSE!

* “I’ve taken off my person suit.” Bedelia’s dream come true.

* They make a helluva pair.

* Why they have decided to make Florence look so green and gray and sad is beyond me and the biggest fucking mistake in their in higher production! We want warmth! Give us fire! Just like the one room in Hannibal‘s mind palace.

* Gillian can’t speak Italian, but that’s OK. She’s hot.

* I love these medieval torture devices and Hannibal looking great in a dark yellow little waist coat.

* WHY DOES THIS LOOK SO FUCKING GREEN?? I HATE ITTTT! (She says, eating up the color in Haunting of Hill House)

* Oh NOOOOOO HE’S IN FLORENCE!!!

* FLASHBACK SNAILS?? EXCUSE ME? Who’s terrarium? OH MY GOD THAT’S AN ARM!!!! HANNIBAL! THAT’S WHAT BEVERLY SAW!!!

* Ohhhh sexyyyyy jazz & the greatest aphrodisiac!

* And suddenly, she’s lost appetite.

* *Grins In Bisexual Cannibal*

* God, everyone in this show is So Hot.

* BEDELIA’S HAT I LOVE IT! Hate how much it blends into the background, though.

* She matches the train!!! Adorable!

* OH MY GOD FINALLYYYYYYYYYYY

* I CAN FINALLY SEE THE FULL SCENE & NOT JUST IN GIFS!!!!!

* I get that Hannibal was like THERE, but WHY?

* Hannibal has a habit of collecting women with a “controlled use of force.” If we’re going based off of the shows timeline in order of appearance, it’s first Abigail and then Bedelia. But if we’re going in terms of the actual canonical timeline, Bedelia and then Abigail.

* Oh THE NECK! Cant wait for all the soft touching this season. That’s what I’ve the most.

* OH THE EYES LINING UP! AMAZING!

* GIRL, GET THE FUCK OUT THEREEEEEEEEEE!

* The little drops of glares & attempting to push each little layer & secret back is Amazing. Shame I’m gonna forget about this guy Soon.

* “…as distasteful as I did.” “On the contrary.” BASTARD MAN!

* Mutual benefit? Nah, sweetheart, you’re gonna be dead by the end of the night. Mark my WORDS!

* SLOW MOTION BLOOOOOOOOOOOOOD WHAT DID I TELL YOU!!!!!!!!

* That blood will stain that wood.

* Those three (Hannibal, Will & Bedelia) are nothing if not curious.

* I have been so in love with the image of Hannibal taking Bedelia‘s coat but now knowing the context I am mediately regret EVERYTHING!

* ESCAR-MOTHERFUCKING-GOT LET’S GOOOOOOOOOOOO!

* God, Eddie is a tour du force. There’s so much power but also a clear fear leaking through. But standing ground nonetheless.

* AHHHHH THE GIANT HEART YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

See, this is why I call season 3 of Hannibal "Bryan Fuller's Gift To The Bisexual Fannibals" because we got Hanni in leather in the first episode AND Alana in pantsuits in the rest of the season!

The "storytime" with Hanni and Abel is just wonderful. Also I think the reason why Hanni was a bit irritated might have been because he was like "ffs dude, can't I just eat in peace? Do you have to bang your fork?" but yes, unfortunately this is the last time we'll see Eddie on Hannibal... but what an exit! She was such a delight! 

“I’ve taken off my person suit.” Bedelia’s dream come true. *wheezing* I love you, Nat 😂

So I had an epiphany prior to you sending me this. I’ve realised that Bedelia and Hanni’s relationship (the whole “so are you going to keep quiet about me being the ripper orrrrrr am I gonna have to reveal what happened to your patient that I TOTALLY didn’t set up?” thing) is kind of what could have happened in The Sopranos between Dr. Melfi and Tony. Like, there’s a question among fans with the whole “Dr. Melfi thinking about asking Tony to kill her rapist that got let off with a warning” story, that if she had gotten him to do it, would she be indebted to him? Personally, I don’t think Tony would have used that as “now you’re indebted to me” material, but I definitely get why people would think that. But with Bedelia and Hannibal, it’s like if that did happen, you know? Bedelia reminds me a lot of Melfi, if Jennifer didn’t have her morals. 

I’ll finish with... fuck, escargot is delicious 😂 (especially the garlic-flavoured ones - YUUUUUM!)

So yep, that’s the Bedelia centric and I think the next episode issssss Will’s centric (in “wait so what the fuck happened after That Finale?”- oh yeah, um... you’re gonna hate me again, just a heads up <3)

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You sat on the bleachers watching Fukurōdani score another point, tying up the game with both teams at 23 points. This wasn't supposed to be an extremely important game, but since they were playing against a really tough team, they all obviously wanted to win and prove that they're the better team after all.

Especially your boyfriend, Bokuto.

Before the game he was talking your ear off, rambling about how he was gonna destroy the other team and such as you just giggled at his normal antics. When he was about to leave you told him you would be there and informed him to kick their asses. He laughed and grabbed onto the doorknob, opening the door slightly before whipping his body towards you again and engulfing you in one of his strong, tight hugs. Your face heated up a bit from the sudden affection as you quickly returned the hug with a smile spread across your face. "Are you gonna wear my backup jersey again? Pleeeeaaase wear itttt, [Name]!" He whined. You remembered which one he was talking about, because he basically never let you not wear it.

A couple weeks ago you found his backup jersey when you were getting dressed to watch his game. It was an important game as well, so you decided that maybe it wouldn't hurt to wear it, as good luck or something along the lines of that. Well, I guess you were right, but also it might've not been the best decision you've ever made either. When he first saw you up in the stands, he squealed like a little girl and his grin grew 10x bigger than it already was. His hair shot up questionably high and his eyes glistened with admiration and excitement. That was probably one of the best games he's played all year. He hit every spike perfectly, had incredible reflexes, and overall just played amazing. After they won, he practically bounced the whole way over to you and tackled you in a bone crushing hug. "YOU'RE SOO CUTEEE!!!" He exclaimed, quite loudly might I add. Basically, the whole night he never let you out of his iron grip and kept yelling over and over again how cute you were and that you need to wear his jersey more often.

So yeah, he made you wear his jersey every single game after that and reacted about the same way every time. You rolled your eyes with a smile and assured him you would wear it again. He beamed and let you go, allowing you to finally get a breath of air. "Yay! Ok, see you at the game angel, make sure to cheer me on ok?!?" And with that, he walked out the door, leaving you to giggle at the backstory of the jersey that was flooding your mind.

Once again, when he looked at you in the stands, his mood immediately boosted up and he started playing incredibly well. However, this was a good team, so even though Bokuto was playing spectacular they couldn't quite get a big enough lead to feel comfortable. The whole game the two teams were just going back and forth battling for the lead. It was way more intense than anyone would've expected, just because of the sheer fact that the game was lasting a very long time. It ended up coming down to Bokuto rotating to the serving position, with Fukurōdani at 24 points, holding a one point lead against the opposing team. Bokuto flipped the ball in his hands as he waited for the whistle to blow, signaling for him to serve. He glanced over at you for one more look of reassurance, his competitiveness and the need to win this game taking over his mind.

You stared back at him, your eyes full of encouragement and support, and nodded your head with a inspiring grin. To anyone else it would've just seemed like a normal way of encouraging him, but he knew what that look meant: "You better annihilate them, I know you can". He smiled confidently, fiery passion apparent behind his owl like eyes, and turned his attention to the ref that just blew the whistle. He took a deep breath and threw a perfect toss up in the air. His movements seemed elegant and fluid as he balanced his footwork and leaped up into the air, bringing his muscular arm back to wind up for the the hit. The ball started dropping towards him as he threw his hand forward, radiating the pure power and passion that his body and soul conveyed.

His hand then finally made contact with the ball.

The blue and yellow volleyball flew past the top of the net and made contact with the other side of the court, creating a loud noise that overpowered the silence in the gym. Everyone slightly awed at the extremely powerful serve Bokuto had just made, as you too were overwhelmed by his talent that had just won them the game. What once was silence was soon replaced with applause and praise as the victory had become evident to everyone. The crowd erupted in cheers and shouts, mixed with some disappointed groans coming from the other team and their fans.

You thought that when Bokuto scored that winning point he would've looked at his teammates or coach, so you were pleasantly surprised his head shot over to you and you were met with his eager gaze and expression.

His eyes were big and owl like, like they usually are, and glistening with excitement and pride. He had a huge, genuine grin spread across his face and his hair was stuck up extremely high, as if he had sprayed two gallons of L'Oreal Paris hairspray in his multicolored locks.

You couldn't help but break down in a fit of giggles and goofy smiles as you saw you boyfriend being overwhelmingly adorable, yet again.

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Bokuto ended up having to stay with his team after the game for some celebration thing, so you just went home and took a shower, throwing on [favorite show/movie/whatever]. You were too immersed in scrolling on tumblr to notice the door slam open and a 6'0 man leaping towards you. When you did get out of your trance, Bokuto jumped onto you, creating a inescapable prison of cuddles on the couch. You let out a small gasp before you saw who the culprit of this interruption was and your gaze softened at the sight. Bokuto looked completely exhausted and worn out, but still held a prideful grin on his face, the corners of his eyes crinkling from the constant smile he wears. You swam your fingers through his hair as you rubbed circles on his back, paired with your soft praises that were filling his mind. Your affection and love made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside, which also started to lull him into a sleepy state. You found your suspicions of his fatigue to be correct when you heard him letting out slight snores and saw him drooling a little on your shirt. Your face contorted into an amused and loving expression as you place a soft kiss on his forehead. You decided that you weren't going to get up and risk waking your adorable boyfriend, so you just let yourself drift off into a peaceful slumber on the couch, but not before mumbling a few words against his head.

"Goodnight Kōu, I love you so much."

And with that, you fell asleep as well, lazily snuggling  in Bokuto's extremely warm embrace as you listened to his soft sighs and the tv playing quietly. You were completely content and happy in that moment and you wished that you would be able to have way more nights like this spent with him. And much to your delight, your wish was most certainly granted.

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ahdhs i tried my best🥲 hopefully this was ok!! :))