#I added Neil for Dream's friends

[forgettingcrowbin]

Can I request Shattered Dream?

I‘ll be real with you, I don‘t know much about Shattered. All I know is he‘s angsty and I live for that :)

[hearta54]

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐏𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐂𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡 (𝐂𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐞𝐞 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

Summary: You have a long-lived crush on Cench, the boy across the road, piano is one thing you share. At a piano examination, you find out if your persistent feelings are reciprocated.

Notes: Originally was going to write about Tae-Moo from Business Proposal; thought this suits Central Cee better. Plus he's hot as f!ck.

Warnings: alcoholism, abusive father, a little swearing

Word Count: 2 453

When you played the piano it was like the notes were emitted from your finger tips, rather than from the instrument you love. You closed your eyes and let memory lead into the crescendo of Fur Elise. Playing the piano was a form of ecstatic escapism; it allowed you to transcend reality and exist in a void untouchable by what drained you.

Dad could drain a pungent bottle fast, even faster than he could drain you. Drifting into the decrescendo the melodic keys helped you block the intrusive thoughts you had about him. He used to be better, a memory which was slowly fading from memory. But if you were to be honest … those days when he embodied something other than an absent and sorrowful father were lost in a network of messy incidents, spurred by the violent man he became under the influence.

Sometimes dad was cordial and added to a pleasant ambience but this didn't overshadow his bad days. On these days, you would crawl within yourself, barricaded in your room playing until your fingertips felt numb and your hands lost their supple dexterity. Feeling a need to escape as your parents argued downstairs, mother was made timid by him; so she tread carefully, but even then he was so volatile. So temperamental.

So mother lived in crippling fear: That a chair would be thrown too hard, or that dad would drink too much alcohol. Extra shifts at the hospital was how she coped, running and adamantly refusing to confront - this tainted you with disappointment. Piano was the way you fought. But in rare instances when your favourite composers didn't ease your worried mind you turned to Oakley, the boy across the road.

Placing your sheet music atop of your keyboard you allowed yourself to sink into an inviting daze. Oakley Neil H.T Caesar-Su is it weird that I know his whole name, his friends call him Cench, Cench was an anomaly he made rap music and dressed in tech fleece but under the guise of his demeanor he was one of the best pianist you had witnessed … Grade seven.

When Cench played it was riveting, unconsciously tilting his head to the side and getting lost in the keys he looked like a worthy muse. You digressed, thinking about the way his plump lips upturned when he smiled. The way his dark curls caught the sun when she watched from afar. Afar... because Cench barely registered your existence.

Last week in music class, late as always; he bumped into you. As he retrieved your folder you thought you had glimpsed a twinkle in his eye. But it must have been the glare of the sun because your eyes lingered and his were unbothered; turning away. Changed into your satin PJs you switched the lamp off - some dreams were best left for sleep.

...

Morning had arrived, but as the sun rose smoothly you were ruminating. Casting your memory back to last night, you revisited the way your hands had glided over the keys. Each note seamless and crisp melting into the songs you had beautifully played. You hoped you would play as effortlessly today. Today was a pinnacle and would hopefully affirm the hours of practice and offer a haven which floated more away from what was happening at home and into your future at The Royal College of Music.

Doing your therapeutic morning skincare, you thought listlessly of life there and the endless respite it unlidded. Today you had chosen a white turtleneck layered by a wooly grey cardigan and cute pleated skirt, with opaque tights - for the glacial London winter - and legwarmers. Leaving your room you slipped on your Doc Marten's - a complementary staple in your closet.

They had not been cheap, but with the aid of your part-time job which was not overly lucrative; you were able to secure the shoes and cover the significant costs of piano tuition. Walking down, you treaded softly on the worn carpet, you could hear the wretched sound of beer bottles clinking in the kitchen. Clinging to the bannister you steadied yourself; Cench would be at the piano exam. So you put on a façade of bravery and nonchalance even though you knew it was erosive.

"Hi y/n slept well," his words weren't slurred yet. You were flummoxed, dad was usually rooted in self-interest. When did he start looking beyond himself?

" Dad..." Your words caught in the static air, it sounded so raw.

"Mmm."

"Do you think you can drop me to my piano exam it's a bit far by bus, mum is working and -" Glass smashing to smithereens startled you; you covered your head instinctually.

"Who do you think I am. A fucking taxi, take the bus. You and your God damn piano," he was seething, as he turned around you took in his bloodshot eyes. So temperamental. He wouldn't have been good to drive anyways. Rigid and shaking you rushed up the stairs hurriedly and stuffed your bag blindly with your sheet music. Your eyes were too watery. You shut the door behind you with trepidation, not wanting to spark another polarizing outburst.

Tears streaming endlessly down your face you breath caught as you saw Cench leaving his house across the road. Seeing you he seemed perturbed like he'd seen something he shouldn't have. You watched aghast as he put his earbuds in and pulled his quintessential Trapstar hoodie to shroud his possessing curls. Walking down the street with your eyes downcast, you felt mortified, you felt Cench had seen a part of your life you worked so hard to hide.

You bumped into something unmoving, "ugh," you scoffed exasperatedly. Could my day get any worse? Glancing upwards you were dumbfounded by who stood in front of you.

"Hi y/n, you alright, everything calm yeah?" Cench was looking directly into your eyes, his earbuds out.

You nodded, clutching at fading conviction. How could you tell Cench your problems when he barely knew you? So dishonestly you made it seem like everything was fine; insecurity hoodwinked you into believing he would think you were 'too much.'

Almost smirking, he rolled his eyes tilting his head to one side like he was lost in demanding piano piece.

"Why do girls always move shady? I can tell your not fine, you were tearing up and that _ " he sighed seeing the resolve you had in being stoic.

"Alright then y/n, your fine I guess. The piano exams are time away, taking the bus is mad _" he was stopped short by a honk from a car blaring rap music.

"Anyways good luck, don't stress too tough, your piano skills are hard," Cench said this as the car drove away erratically.

Piano skills? Cench knows about my piano skills? Maybe you're not so self-deluded.

...

Raveled in the chaos of the morning, walking into the revered and coveted Royal College of Music was an exhale. The school was the cornerstone of all your dreams, you could always visualize it vividly. And now here you were for a piano exam, it was a reminder that it was real and not just a conjuring of your escapist imagination.

Walking through the hall you took in the surreal architecture and basked in its splendor. I could get used to this. Peeking at your crumpled pamphlet you realised the auditorium was on your left: 'Auditorium 9B.'

You sat down in a velvety plush seat and felt yourself inflate with hope, a place hear would be a gateway to magic. A piano piece began softly, enthralling the dozens of other pianists scattered in the vast, gilded auditorium. Flicking your eyes heavenwards you saw him, playing as gracefully as ever. Sometimes you thought to yourself Cench was born solely for this very thing.

Cench's POV:

I have played this piece a thousand times before now; I perfected it and made it radiate real talent even. Just so that when I got on this stage, I could stare at y/n and absorb her beauty. I committed every detail of her face to memory before the eighth bar - What can I say I'm a quick learner innit. The truth is I am worried about y/n, I know her dad is an alcoholic, I just don't want her to know I know. She'll get embarrassed and hurt, and I don't want to see her like that, ever. This piano exam is important, grade eight is what I need to come here; so why is all I can think about how to tell y/n I like her? I shake these feelings off as the keys fade for the end. These man are tapped if they say I didn't make Grade 8.

...

Y/n's POV:

Speechless and hypnotised is what you are. Making your way up to the mahogany stage, butterflies battle for dominance in your stomach. This mix of nervousness for the performance and the fact Cench will be watching is both nauseating and intoxicating. You inhale filling your squeezing lungs. The conductor motions for you to begin, the sheet music you have on the ledge... It's not Fur Elise, like you were assigned it's the one you've been experimentally writing. Horrified you close your eyes. Lost. You begin to play anyways. Confront don't run. You play until the amounting crowd is rendered delirious with applause and Cench is peering funnily at you in the audience, you brush it off. That's probably the look of disinterest.

As the curtains closed you saw your future becoming narrower... and narrower. There was an office which you were meant to report to promptly, to hear results. Practically tiptoeing in anticipation you felt yourself drown in dread. Not commencing to Grade seven meant bidding this school a sorrowful goodbye, before you even had a chance to enroll! It wasn't just the prestige, or the vigor which made this school shine in a pearly light, it was the love for music and adorned opportunities it created. For some a school like this was a pretty ornament on a promising resume, but for you, this was your youthful life's work.

Now standing outside the tastefully decorated office, you heard two adults discussing tersely, the conductor and examiner. Knocking lightly on the door, you were further unsettled at how swiftly it swung open. For the millionth time that day, you sat in a seat powerless; while others dictated your fate.

"Ms. y/n last name, we were shocked when you played the piece that was not assigned to you, but it appears you wrote it, yes?" The conductor drawled.

You cleared your throat hurriedly, looking intently at the poker-faced men.

"Yes sir, I did," it came out a near whisper.

"Excellent, welcome to grade seven, I look forward to seeing you at the Royal College of Music in the very near future."

...

You were beyond ecstatic. You honestly had no words to describe this feeling it was bliss and euphoria intertwined. The rain sprinkled predictably as you walked to your bus stop: You couldn't help but romanticise life at times, but this moment was a smidgen of actual romance in your life. Your gentle musings of how much you loved the piano led way to someone you might adore just as equally.

You could hear fast steps behind you through your beige XM4s, thinking it was just another jogger it didn't faze you.

"y/n..." your name caught in Cench's throat. Hearing his voice made you rip your headphones off. Ugh So unsubtle. You stopped to see what he had to say, Cench was only a few inches away. But you wished he was closer... Closer still. As close as possible.

"Hey y/n I saw you walking, can man walk with you," he said this confidently but his eyes were slightly down cast.

"Yes, of course," you replied, letting your heart soar with the possibility of this being the day you would turn a new leaf together.

You walked together to the bus stop talking about piano and your shared dream school, until you could see the tall, red bus blinking at you in the distance.

"There's my bus, see you in music class, Cench," you tried to mask your disappointment as you reluctantly climbed the steps.

"Where do you think I'm going, we live on the same street still," he chuckled rolling his eyes; exciting the butterflied entrapped in your stomach.

"Oh okay," you smiled awkwardly.

Cench's POV:

I am sitting so close to y/n in the bus right now. What if I just leaned in and... Truthfully I am overwhelmed with nervousness right now. This never happens ever. I don't want to talk to her about what happened this morning; she doesn't seem ready and the way she's smiling right now and just looking around the bus. Man she's so cute. Bu there are things to discuss..

"Y/n.."

"mmhmm," she was looking into my eyes and I thought my mind would go blank.

" I - I actually like you a lot... I have for time, I can't lie." Holding my breath. I'm hoping... I hope she responds the way she does in my head.

Y/N's POV

The air left your brain, the moment felt ethereal. You had pictured and edited this moment innumerable times in your imagination. And you always thought it was just remain a figment. Looking into Cench's dark, enamoring eyes you could see he was waiting for your answer.

"I like you too Cench... I have since forever." Your smile turned impossibly large and you faced the front, excited for what's yet to come and beaming.

"Since forever huh, babe don't be silly," Cench's smile was a reflection of a sunny day.

"It's true - " you mumbled realising what he has said. Babe.

Cench placed a warm hand on your cheek. His lips were soft like you had always envisioned; grazing over yours slightly - searching for reciprocation. You opened your eyes wide in awe and surprise, pressing your lips against his. You could feel Cench smiling into the kiss; his lips were sweet and fit yours perfectly. Slowly his hand trailed to grip your waist while the other stayed on your face. Moving your lips together he pushed his tongue in your mouth and roamed everywhere he could; you saw a different galaxy.

Gasping quietly you both pulled away grinning stupidly.

"You're so beautiful y/n you don't understand," whispering for only you to hear, he wrapped his arm around you moving closer. You put your head in the soft spot between his neck and the edge of his shoulder closing your eyes. You thought about love. Love for piano and Love for Cench.

....

THE END

[writing-for-life]

Hey Dear. I highly admire your wisdom and opinions around The Sandman Universe and I’d love to come back to Morpheus’ end and his long way to his fatal fall. Even if he has chosen to go down this road, with all of these alternative exits along his way I still wonder: It all started with that wonderful allegory of „Seeking Destruction“ in Brief Lives. Maybe Neil’s quote „You cannot seek Destruction and return unscathed“ is a key or hint to the question who wanted to destroy Dream? Is it really possible that our good old endless friends Destruction is the one behind? That even when he left his realm it’s still his nature, to destroy (Morpheus) and make something new?! Loki the great manipulator talked about a higher instance that uses him. Was it Destruction? Could he has done it out of what… incomprehension towards Dreams way to rule his own realm or just because of being… destructive?!

Adding as usual: Send me your asks, everyone—I love them!

Thank you so much, friend, and such good questions!

Honest answer: No one truly wanted to destroy Dream apart from Dream himself. Even Desire, who is arguably most out to get him, didn't really in my view. Did they want to teach him a lesson? Yes. Did they want to hit him where it hurt? Also yes. They are just diametrically opposed despite being surface level similar. But when Desire notices it is truly happening, that Dream is on a path with no backing out, they are scared and fairly close to losing their bearings. And their speech during The Wake shows that they just wished they hadn't been in each others' lives and might have both been better for it. Also: They even tried to warn him at the beginning of Brief Lives. And they told Tiffany about it, too. For Desire, the A Midsummer Night's quote also comes true (and how funny is it that we get an explicit mention of both desire and dream here?:

They only see the prize, their heart's desire, their dream... But the price of getting what you want, is getting what you once wanted.

They think they want to destroy Dream (or maybe not even that. It's really cosmic level "throwing dummies out of the pram" with them. They need a get along shirt, is what I'm saying 🤣). But once Desire gets what they want, it's all not that clear-cut anymore.

Who is at fault or: The Endless as concepts

I guess to look deeper into who is at fault, it all boils down to really having to see the Endless as concepts, and I personally don't think it started only with Brief Lives--it started much, much earlier. At least (!) in "The Sound of her Wings"--I think people often misunderstand it solely as Death setting Morpheus' head straight and him being reminded of his function again. Which is true to a degree. But I firmly believe this is actually the issue where Morpheus decides death is his way out. She gave him "much to think about". He "hears her wings". His responsibilities can wait for a moment (that's the only time you'll ever hear him saying that).

Dream has always been closest to Death--she gives him solace and comfort, he considers death a gift. I recommend reading the poem in issue #8 again.

Death is before me today:    like the recovery of a sick man,    like going forth into a garden after sickness. Death is before me today:    like the odor of myrrh,   like sitting under a sail in a good wind. Death is before me today:    like the course of a stream;   like the return of a man from the war-galley to his house. Death is before me today:   like the home that a man longs to see,   after years spent as a captive.

Then look at that last stanza. That is his takeaway. That is what it feels like to him. He is that man who spent years in captivity. He longs to see that home--he wants to die. It's already in plain sight here.

And yes, all the other siblings are conceptual as well.

We meet Destiny the first time in #7, "Sound and Fury", and we already get a hint that he is worried to turn the pages of his book--which could be considered foreshadowing that it is possible for Morpheus to die (which shouldn't be the case from all we know up until there).

We meet Desire and Despair for the first time in issue 10, and while people focus a lot on Desire wanting to destroy Dream, I'd like to propose the following: Dream, at this stage, already desires death. Whether he does so consciously or subconsciously doesn’t really matter. So if we see the twins as purely conceptual, they just heard his call:

He is in a state of despair, and he desires to die.

It's always been in Dream to feel like that, for much longer. But this is where it gets really obvious. He made that choice two issues beforehand. Desire always meddles because that's what Desire does. They hear your call and make you want, no matter if it's good for you or not. We see this with literally everyone they are ever involved in. And sometimes giving one thing to someone takes something away from another. Plus, they flippin' saved the Universe with Dream, so they definitely have it in them to do good (even if not always for the most ethical reason). After the reset, they just remember flashes of the wrong (or shall I say right?) stuff, like using dream vortices to get to Dream.

He goes on a journey with Delirium in Brief Lives to seek Destruction. Why did Delirium choose him? Because he's the only one (unlike his siblings, who all sent Delirium away) who is receptive. One could think Dream is in a mildly delirious state after Thessaly left him. And that's why he is so on and off with Delirium. He has moments of clarity when he knows it's a shitty idea, when he knows it affects other people, when he calls it off because he feels responsible for Ruby's death, when he knows it isn't right. And then Death (!!!) tells him off because he "hurt Delirium", and he keeps going. He still seeks Death. And he finds Destruction.

That's all so deeply metaphorical, I don't even know where to start.

Is Destruction behind it?

No. If we subscribed to that thought, Death would actually be a much more likely culprit, but she isn't either. Or she is. Just like all the siblings are and aren't. Destruction is just what he is conceptually, just like all the other siblings are.

It is Dream himself who orchestrated all of it, consciously or subconsciously (both really). And when you look at when he meets what sibling, it all becomes really crystal clear (I actually have a meta about this in the making, I'll tag you when it's done).

If anything, Destruction wanted to help him, tell him to walk away. He says this to Daniel in The Wake as well--that there's basically a way out if he can't do it anymore. But Destruction's way is not Morpheus!Dream's way, neither is it likely to ever be Daniel!Dream's way.

So I guess conceptually yes, he destroys and hence creates something new (which ties in nicely with him visiting Daniel!Dream and actually being the first one who shows true care towards him). But the impulse always comes from Dream I think. Just like with all his other siblings.

Whenever he is closest to someone or meets one of his siblings, it tells us something about his state of mind. Is this a chicken and egg problem, as in: Does he make them do it or do they make him do it? Well, the Endless exist because sentient beings make it so, not the other way around. So he meets whomever he meets because he calls for them, so to speak. At least that's how I see it.

Who is that higher instance?

I am fairly certain that the higher instance Loki talks about is Dream himself. Loki transgressed majorly in Season of Mists, and Dream twisted his arm into a deal at the end of SoM. We never find out at that point what the deal is, but yeah--it's probably fairly safe to assume it's "that one".

Also: If Dream hadn't commissioned Shakespeare, Puck wouldn't have been on the loose.

And even in Dream Hunters (so even further back in time), he already "learned lessons"--especially about existential dread (the Onmyōji), but also about doing the right thing out of love (both the monk and the fox), even if it leads to your own demise (the monk).

And even in Overture, we get hints that he might have had an epiphany that there's another Dream in the future (that whole "time flies" panel, using the saeculum etc). Morpheus gets an inkling it might be a future version of himself that sends the saeculum back in time. How much of it he remembers and whether it is fragmented after the reset will of course forever stay a mystery; but it quite frankly doesn’t make sense that he doesn’t remember because we get too many hints he does.

Suffice it to say: He's been baiting the traps for a while (and even Death tells him so before she takes his hand), literally hundreds of years, but issue #8 is really where everything is starting to fall into place.

And that’s because the fishbowl changed him. He staved it off for as long as he could stay aloof and detached. But once he entered the realm of human experience, as Frank McConnell called it in his intro to the Kindly Ones, he was done for...

Now, whether he wanted it to happen exactly the way it did—that’s an entirely different question, because I don’t think he did. Maybe he had planned for a slightly more, shall we call it elegant exit, but he backed himself into a corner with his rigid sense of duty until the way it went remained the only way out if he wanted to prevent more damage to what he cared for—the Dreaming.

Woah, blabbering away as usual, thanks again for the ask!

[fellshish]

Had a dream (nightmare?) that neil gaiman started DM’ing me on tumblr because i had asked when they were gonna air the last episode of good omens and he hadn’t noticed it hadn’t been on tv yet and we had good banter then he added a friend to the conversation and ghosted me azdkdjdjdjd

[avelera]

I fully acknowledge that this impulse comes from a place of being a Dream/Hob shipper, but a part of me hopes based on delusional levels of slim evidence (like the live watch of ep 6 where Neil Gaiman called their meetings "dates" and also the rampant subtext of the acting choices between Hob and Dream in their scenes) that the Sandman show would lean into Dream/Hob going forward to the point of changing up some later Hob stories. The three changes that would make me lose my entire mind (comic spoilers but I'll try to be vague)

Dream and Hob share the bottle of wine but it's much, much flirtier and more tragically romantic in its overtones

Hob goes to the Ren Faire but it's with Dream as well. From a storytelling perspective, I don't think it hurts to add Dream, who is ostensibly the main character, to what would otherwise be a pretty long sequence without him. And also consider: Hob bitching to Dream about Ren Faire historical inaccuracy would be hysterical. I don't think Gwen should necessarily be cut, but I wouldn't personally find it an issue (because I am dirty shipper trash) if she and Hob are just friends or since the whole story of the Sandman has been shifted 33 years later canonically in the TV show, that the role of Gwen takes some different form in Hob's life, presuming the comic original character is out there somewhere else.

The "dream" Hob has of him, Morpheus, and unnamed person #3 walking into the sunset together. Seriously, if they made that the final shot we got of Dream, I would literally cry forever.

Mostly though I'm hung up on the idea of Dream and Hob at the Ren Faire together, you don't understand, I would lose my entire mind forever if Dream was added to that story XD

[ad-hawkeye]

You can tag this under 50 Shades, but after I read this post from Hoyolab, hoyolab (.) com/#/article/19978642/, if this is true, I am very disappointed about this direction, though it is one I've seen coming. That being said, you've given your thoughts on the writing. In your ideal world, where would the cards post 2nd anniversary have gone, if you had to keep the general situation/environment, but could change up everything else about it?

holy fuck, the way i actually agree with everything in this post. here is the link for those curious, it's a fantastic read tbh.

a few of us in our tot discord have discussed this as well. here are a few brief snippets below.

sorry for the incoherent mess of thoughts below, words are Not coming easy HAHA.

but yeah... like the post said, barbie is a very good way of putting it.

i used to have the same issue with luke. i'm not a huge fan of characters being good at Too Many Things, especially when there's no flaws to balance it out. it really pulls me out of the story. so like. the more you try to impress me with a character, the less impressed i'll be. which. is why i haaaate artem's newer cards.

see, the thing is, the whole reason why i liked artem in the first place is because of how he felt like the down to earth option. he wasn't the childhood friend/undercover agent/detective/stem genius, he wasn't a ceo and son of the richest family in stellis, and he wasn't literal royalty. he was just a lawyer who worked with rosa. he was bad at talking to people. he was a bit of a homebody. he was LAME. completely inexperienced in romance. he was good at his job, but it was obvious he put all of his skill points into being a lawyer and no where else. his abilities with shooting and cooking were both important aspects to his character, but the skills hoyoverse added beyond that just baffle me.

he wasn't cool, but he was kind and genuine.

ever since second anniversary, there has been absolutely no consistency to artem's character whatsoever.

neil gets mentioned less and less even though he was a major part of artem's life AND character. neil was his father figure, since his parents were rarely, if ever, around. and yet, in recent cards, tot constantly goes out of its way to try and convince us artem's parents did nothing wrong. to add to that, we're lucky if neil is even mentioned.

in earlier cards, it was very clear artem was grieving neil's disappearance (see: entwined fate). it was also clear artem's childhood circumstances were extremely lonely and caused him to try and brush off the neglect because he didn't want to stress out his already busy parents (see: loving memories and his dreams of childhood sr)! earlier cards also hinted at traumatic events and a fear of firearms due to how dangerous neil's job as a lawyer was (see: focus fire).

but for god knows what reason, newer cards said well! fuck all of this! artem no longer gives one single shit about neil! also? honestly? the writers seem confused and disoriented by artem downplaying his childhood issues and just made it so he truly Had no issues with his childhood. which. ok. i guess.

in recent months, we have not had one single card where rosa and artem sit down to talk about how artem feels about neil's disappearance. one single card where artem even openly addresses any traumatic experiences. or emotional neglect in childhood.

remember when focus fire mentioned that a disgruntled mafia member held him and neil at gunpoint because he was pissed neil put everyone else in the gang behind bars?? no?? yeah, me neither! because it's never mentioned again! old tot content implies it was incidents like these, the general emotional neglect from his parents, and neil's disappearance that contributed to artem's closed off personality. but man, fuck that! for some reason!

this doesn't even touch upon artem's romantic and sexual inexperience, which has also been entirely undone. he's a sex god now, i guess.

and let us not forget how artem has learned and forgot the same lessons like, several times. artem did we not learn why jealousy and possessiveness are bullshit in atmospherics, por una cabeza, etc...??? are we really back at this again? and it's not even being addressed as a character flaw anymore? okay! okay. fine! whatever.

but okay. i'm getting off track. you asked me an entirely different question! where would i have liked to have seen the cards go? i think the cards following second anniversary are so... well, nothing that you could probably swap out the plots and avoid losing anything of importance.

honestly, i think artem's cards would have shined the best if they stuck to his original character. so when considering the confines we have now:

artem is extremely emotionally repressed. it'd take time for him to come out of his shell. and his early dating cards do begin like this! it's very endearing! several cards could focus on this progression as he becomes more comfortable and relaxed with rosa. progression into being engaged. living with someone for the first time. please.

rosa and artem's dynamic has like, vanished in recent cards. which is a goddamn shame, because their more comfortable dynamics in his railroad, revisiting youth, and snowfallen secrets cards are so charming! they joke around! artem's sense of humor pokes out! they act like real PEOPLE! they're silly! they're nerds! they're equals! i'd keep this dynamic instead of it just being artem flipping back and forth between sex god and "yes i will do whatever you want [insert player name here]"

neil. please, can we focus on neil. what being a lawyer means to artem. how neil influenced that. how artem feels about neil being gone, how artem feels about neil's possible betrayal of the nxx?? he could always have an arc of going through the stages of grief, or learning to look at things through a new lens. being sad neil won't be around for milestones. etc.

the incidents implied in focus fire. okay, being held at gunpoint is pretty uhhh fucking traumatic. did any other events happen bc of neil's status? his parents' statuses? is this why he is so emotionally repressed? is this why he takes the law so seriously?

his parents. can we stop acting like his parents did nothing wrong. please. his parents used to be portrayed under the "well meaning but ultimately very flawed" light, which i adored. it was grey. it was human. maybe artem could learn that it wasnt right of his parents to be so nonexistent in his life. his parents can still love him and make mistakes. maybe he could rebuild his relationship w his parents? maybe once he realizes what he went through wasn't normal, he can be angry, and work through it. idk! anything! please!

more focus on rosa. her studies. her exams. anything. her family. her past. her hobbies. her teaching artem something. rosa talking about her issues. pelase. Please.

it truly feels like his original writers got swapped out, and the new ones have no idea what artem's charm was in the first place. they have no idea how his character even works, so they're just desperately trying to attach Cool Hobbies to him bc they think he's more boring than the other boys when like. that's the fucking point, that IS his charm.

gosh this was so long and i'm sorry if it's like. UNREADABLE or if i totally missed the point but this was like. Freeing to type out. thank you for reaching out anon, it turns out i had more thoughts than i expected!! hope you're having a lovely day! : )

[bleeeppx]

SPTO SPOILERS:

Wallace Wells is an iconic character in any media that he's in. I enjoyed his character from the comics, to the movie, and to the animated show. However, as much as I enjoyed him in the show, I preferred his character in the comics and the movie over him in the show. He is still very much an enjoyable character to watch, but as you're watching, it never really feels like he was actually friends with Scott; moreover, it feels like he just had to put up with him. I understand that Scott was gone for most of the show, but I still feel like he could've been put into the sidelines, helping Ramona off-screen, gathering information and just have him play a more important role in the story.

A way I feel like they could've incorporated Wallace into the story more, but still keep most of what's been made, would be something like this:

Takes place during episode 3. When Ramona walks into the Second Cup cafe and talks to Julie about her dream, telling her how she thinks Scott's death was actually faked and that he's been kidnapped by someone. Stacey and Wallace at the side, initially talking about something, but then overhearing Ramona and Julie's conversation.

Wallace and Stacey interrupting their conversation, (Stacey telling Julie to do her job, both proceeding to cuss eachother out.) expressing their doubts. Ramona, recognizing them from the party, she asks them what their relations to Scott are (his roommate/"insert sugar daddy joke" and his sister) and then questions both of them for any potential motives that they may have had to kidnap Scott.

Wallace reminding her that they were roommates, telling her how dumb of a plan it would have been if he was the one to actually kidnap Scott. And Stacey, saying that she lived with Scott long enough to know that she wouldn't want to be his roommate for any longer than she already had to. (Stacey: No offense, Wallace. Wallace: None taken.)

Ramona takes out a notepad, writes both their names and crosses them both out. Wallace and Stacey acknowledging this, seeing how seriously Ramona is taking her theory and offering up their help.

Wallace mentioning Scott's band. Julie, still saying the stuff about Stephen and Young Neil, though Stacey is the one to call out Kim specifically, revealing the information that Scott and Kim used to date back in highschool.

Ramona thanks them and they all exchange contact info, in case any of them gain any more information, and then walks out the cafe to go meet Kim. (The rest of the episode playing out as it originally did.)

In that rewrite, in addition to Wallace, Stacy also becomes a more important character too!

This was made all made in good fun, I still enjoyed what Scott Pilgrim Takes Off has delivered and what it has added to the overall franchise. This show has really brought me a lot of joy and has sent me spiralling with ideas. If anyone decides they want to create a comic or something out of my rewrite, you have full permission to do so! I prompt anyone to share their thoughts and opinions.

[deedoop]

California Dreaming

CW: Argilly Hurt/Comfort, S4 Spoilers

Argyle’s lips fit perfectly against Billy’s; fit in a way that Billy never quite expected. Their warm, warm and sweet, taste earthy like weed, taste like hope and dreams, taste like everything Billy never had. They taste like sweet reunion, his skin is salty with sweat, his eyes wrap him in warmth he never could’ve imagined. Argyle is heaven.

For a moment, he wonders if Billy deserves such a sweet reunion, deserves this kiss of life, deserves the taste of skin and eyes that are full of love. He can’t help but feel so deeply undeserving. He pushes him away, pushes his love, his lust, his hope away from him. Argyle does not know what kind of monster Billy had become. Doesn’t want him too.

Argyle, whose eyes are so confused, whose lips form to ask why Billy pushes him away, Argyle who was Billy’s first and last love. Hargrove cannot stand to see the hurt, cannot stand to cause it, but knows that Argyle deserves better than a monster. He moves to run, to get into his camaro and drive as far away as he can in the ruins of Hawkins. Away from monsters. Away from himself.

It’s why he’s so shocked when Argyle grabs him by the wrist, pulls him close and hugs him tight. “No more running.” Is all he says, it’s barely a whisper but it’s a roar in the guilty waves in Billy’s heart.

“You don’t know me like you think you do, you don’t know what I’ve done. What I’ve-” But Argyle silences him with another kiss, two puzzle pieces perfectly connecting, two halves of the same soul that had been missing each other for far too long. The woods surrounding Hoppers cabin is so quiet..quiet except their breathing, and perhaps Billy’s heart.

Argyle doesn’t understand. Doesn’t get it. He is scarred inside and out, his body as twisted and broken as it was inside. Argyle didn’t need broken, didn’t need someone who had a body count, who had become so much like his father. No matter how much everyone forgave him, Billy could never forgive himself.

He wants to push Argyle away, push his warmth, his love away. But Billy is selfish. So selfish, He leans into his kisses, let’s Argyle touch his arms, lets his lips travel down his jaw, his neck. He will find the scars. He will understand then. But for now Billy is selfish and craves his touch.

He cannot help himself, cannot stop the way he winces, the way his eyes squeeze shut as Argyle slowly lifts up his wife beater, taking it off. He expects questions, expects Argyle to make an awkward excuse and leave. But he doesn’t. He just pulls him into an even tighter hug and whispers into his ear.

“Im sorry I wasn’t there.” And God, those words. No one had ever..he cannot stop himself from crumbling to his knees, a wail like a wounded animal escaping him, he can feel the tears, hot and humiliating. Can feel his whole word just finally shatter. Max, Eddie’s death, The Mindflayer, Neil, his mom leaving him, leaving Argyle. His whole world has been one big open wound and yet somehow a bandaid hurts so much more than anything else.

The ground crunches as Argyle gets down on his knees, holding Billy as tight as he could, words weren’t really needed, Argyle’s love, his first and only love, Billy, was crying, was hurting, was suffering. Had been suffering. Had needed him. He was so scared that if he let go he would never see Billy again. He couldn’t go another decade without him.

“I..I kinda got the scoop of things. Mike really doesn’t like you..but his shirt is fake and he’s obnoxious.” Argyle’s laugh feels like heaven, it had been so long since Billy had heard it. It was infectious, made his tear stained face turn into a watery smile.

“Welcome to the Mike Wheeler hate club.” Billy’s voice cracked a bit, added onto the layer of humiliation. For once though, Billy felt nothing but joy. He had felt empty for so long, like Vecna had carved a space in his body that could never be filled again. Yet as it turned out, Argyle fit that space beautifully. His best friend, his love. The only one who understood what Neil was doing. The one who went to teachers no matter how much Billy begged him not too, who made him home cooked meals when Neil had grounded him, who threw paper airplanes through his window to pass notes.

“Are we gonna stay on the ground all day or?” Argyle teased, kissing him again, this time briefly, his eyes looked at Billy as if he was a miracle. He had missed him so much. Missed him more than Argyle could bare to express. Vecna was still out there and Argyle wasn’t going to leave his side, not again, not ever. He would protect him.

“No..No, we..we gotta go see Max.” Billy wanted to say she needed him, but he couldn’t bring himself too. No matter how much he and Max got better, the guilt still ate at him, ate at his heart like a plague. She had wished he had died and how he could blame her? After all he had done, all he had said.

Argyle knew that look. Even after ten years he knew this look. Billy, lost in that head of his. “Hey.” And maybe this was harsh, but it was truth Billy needed to hear. “Wallowing in self pity doesn’t fix anything man. It ain’t fixin’ this shit. We gotta keep going. She needs you.” Billy bowed his head, hiccuping as tears fell freely from his face. Of course Argyle knew what just to say, always did. He was write, wallowing in the past doesn’t fix the future. He had to keep going, had to work to make things right instead of sitting in self defeat. Max wasn’t dead. He hadn’t failed.

“Come with me?” Billy whispered, his head slowly raising to look at Argyle. He didn’t think he could go alone, see Max in a coma. She had stayed by his side the entire time he had been in one..she had bared too much for someone so young. He would be there for her, he would be brave and be the brother she deserved, but he needed Argyle, couldn’t leave him, needed him in his line of sight, to hold his hand. He needed a shoulder to cry on.

“Wouldn’t dream of being anywhere else babe.” The words felt so warm in Billy’s heart, it felt as if everything was becoming right again despite everything being so fucked up. Maybe it was a sign. Things were going to get better. They had each other and Max would get better. They would find Vecna and he would kill the son of a bitch who hurt his sister.

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Staff Recs - A Skulk of Foxes

This month’s recs feature fics with a whole lotta Foxes. -AFTG Fic Rec Fam

what’s yours is mine by bazookajo94 [Rated T, 15534 Words, Complete 2021]

Neil sees Kevin Day everyday at the train station, but Kevin Day never recognizes Neil.

When Kevin finally does notice Neil, he also immediately falls on the train tracks and succumbs to a coma of indeterminate length.

Then all of Kevin’s friends and family assume Neil is dating Kevin, and Neil doesn’t know how to tell them he hasn’t spoken to Kevin—or anybody at all, really—for almost seven years.

So Neil lets the Foxes think he’s dating Kevin. Just for a little while. Just until Kevin wakes up.

(tw: implied/referenced suicidal ideation, tw: scars)

reaching for the heights by loveroulettes [Rated M, 119203 Words, Incomplete, Updated Feb 2022]

"I'm not a hallucination."

The warmth of Neil supported that. So Andrew said the next most reasonable thing, "You're a pipe dream." An awful fantasy Andrew dreamed up through all the stupid misery in his life. He didn’t want to believe in the reality of him. Not when he was beautiful and close, trying to make Andrew believe that he was worth something.

--

The King's Men in Andrew's POV

(tw: implied/referenced abuse, tw: violence, tw: dead animal, tw: alcohol, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced torture)

The Foxhole Force by Luna_Moon_26_20 [Rated T, 169200 Words, Incomplete, Updated July 2022]

Neil Josten did not expect to find trouble within the hour of arriving to Palmetto City, yet trouble seemed to find him in the version of some scary looking Ravens looking to recruit him to join their ranks.

Suddenly, Neil finds himself in the middle of a war between the Ravens and... and... who are those people again? And Neil is supposed to be their leader now? That was definitely not on Neil’s agenda.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Or otherwise known as the Power Ranger AU I just had to write because the idea got stuck in my head and how is the idea of the foxes being Power Rangers not appealing?

Come give this story a chance and, who knows? You might be hooked!

(tw: implied/referenced abuse, tw: violence, tw: blood)

Make This Leap (Geronimo) by Firefly_shy [Rated T, 24021 Words, Incomplete, Updated July 2022]

At the request of his therapist, British-American Neil Hatford begins attending Palmetto High after being unsuccessfully home schooled by his retired FBI agent uncle. Neil just wants to quietly survive until graduation (or until he can run away), but he's going to have to make friends instead. Meanwhile, high school junior Andrew Minyard has a well-deserved reputation for violence, attends a bi-weekly book club, and lives to annoy his foster brother, Kevin Wymack.

Will Andrew ever finish his book report? Will Neil choose Exy or the Academic Team? Will Katelyn ever get Aaron's number? Will Nicky ever get a clue about anything?

Read more to find out.

(tw: implied/referenced csa, tw: implied/referenced child abuse)

The Game is True Columbia. by bazerella [Rated M, 102,729 Words, Incomplete, Updated July 2022]

Andrew decides it's time to move out of his childhood home and answers an ad on Craigslist. His new roommates are not at all what he expected and he's convinced all three of them share a single braincell.

Matt is a former boxer with teddy bear tendencies; Kevin is petty, proud and never seems to not have an opinion; and Neil is an underachiever with a bit of mystery surrounding him that Andrew can't help be intrigued by.

Somewhere along the way they form a bit of a dysfunctional family along with Andrew's twin brother Aaron.

(tw: alcohol)

In Reel and Rout by maydaykevin [Rated M, 91936 Words, Complete, 2022]

On the hunt for treasures large and small, Neil and his Foxes stumble across something far more extraordinary. Adventure ensues, paths are carved, and the sea takes as much as it gives.

(tw: violence, tw: implied/referenced abuse, tw: scars, tw: blood/gore, tw: implied/referenced torture)

Crazy Rich Neil by bazookajo94 [Rated T, 11553 Words, Complete, AFTG Big Bang 2021]

When Andrew returns home for his brother’s wedding with a scarred man in tow, everyone and the world assumes that Neil won’t be able to survive the Foxes, notorious for their hazing of new people trying to join their special brand of family.

But as soon as Neil realizes that the Foxes don’t have a problem with him but actually with Andrew, one of their own, Neil decides it’s time to show everyone and the world who the real monster is:

one very crazy, very rich, very much-in-love-with-Andrew-Minyard, Neil Josten.

NB: fic art by @caraleadraws here and @pnkmoneel here

The Greatest Show by sirfatcat_mccatterson [Rated T, 23106 Words, Complete, AFTG Big Bang 2021]

Dan Wilds has always dreamt of fame and fortune. Exotic performances, daring feats, flashing lights. If the whole world is a stage, her life was to be the greatest show on earth. After some hard work, Dan and her family seem to have it all. And it was them against the world.

When a charismatic singer pulls her away from her family, she has to fight to get her life back, and hope that it's not too late to save what's left.

NB: fic art by @punchsomeoneforme-willyou here

The Sound by jemwrites [Rated M, 17796 Words, Complete, 2019]

The cottage looked unassuming and quaint, with a wooden ramp up to the front porch and rose bushes beneath the windows. A little sign was nailed above the door, reading The Foxhole. It seemed peaceful. Quiet

Its patrons, however, were neither of those things. Neil could already hear the raucous lot from where he was stood outside the door. Having never spoken to anyone outside of rare, whispered words to his uncle, or his cat, or his mother's grave, Neil knew this would be interesting.

A blond woman opened the door with a smile and glittering eyes. Neil's stomach rolled over itself. He hoped this wasn't a dumb decision.

(tw: violence, tw: derogatory language)

Maybe it was the Zombies by ennui_ephemera [Rated M, 45441 Words, Complete, AFTG Big Bang 2018]

“Turn it off. I can’t watch this any longer,” Matt said.

“We need to know what’s going on,” Andrew replied flatly.

“Andrew, we know what’s going on – the fucking world is ending. I don’t want to see it anymore.” Matt grabbed the remote off the couch beside Neil and flicked the TV off. Andrew didn’t move to stop him.

Near the end of Neil’s last year at Palmetto, an outbreak of a disease, nicknamed the Brazilian Fever, throws the world into anarchy when the diseased bodies that started piling up acquired a hunger for flesh. With so much on the line, Neil and the rest of the Foxes decide Palmetto isn’t safe anymore. While decked out in orange and Exy sticks, there’s zombies, violence, enemies dead and alive, and the underlying need for survival.

NB: Zombie Apocalypse Au art for this fic by @cats-are-assholes 

(tw: blood/gore, tw: gun violence, tw: alcohol, tw: vomit, tw: infant death, tw: fire)

the foxhole hotshots by stormwarnings [Rated T, 16722 Words, Complete, AFTG Reverse Big Bang 2021]

Neil had gotten used to quick turnarounds, what with the suddenness that inmate firefighting often had. He’d learned to go where he was directed, when he was directed. But this was a different kind of toughness, the looks on the rest of the crew’s faces as they loaded up their gear. It wasn’t grim, or determined; they knew what they were heading for, and they were ready for it.

They were excited for it.

He wondered, briefly, why he was here. This was everything he’d sworn never to do. He didn’t love fire, not like these people did, and he didn’t love the land, not like they did. But he glanced around and saw them all talking and laughing, and him on the outside, and he thought, that. They were all pretty asshole-ish people. But for some reason all of them, even Andrew-Minyard-his-maybe-psycho-roommate, wanted to be here. Wanted to do this together. Wanted to be part of this family.

Neil wanted that with a bone-deep ache, so much it hurt.

NB: art for this fic by @buriedinbaltimore can be found here 

You're the Sunflower by Stjosten [Rated M, 40365 Words, Complete 2020]

Neil and Stuart make a deal. Neil will stay at Stuart’s house for the rest of the summer and in August Neil can decide if he wants to stay or if he wants to go. His decision is already made. There isn’t anything here for him and he knows that if he stops running he will be as good as dead in a few months.

It’s unfortunate that this is the moment in his life when he finally meets a group of people that are willing to see past all of his never ending issues and give him a second chance at life. Even if they can manage to give him a thousand reasons to stay, he doesn’t think that it will be worth it in the end. He’s leaving and nothing is going to stop him, at least that’s what he keeps telling himself.

A summer trope filled story that takes place over three months.

(tw: panic attacks, tw: scars)

wingpeople by likearecord [Rated T, 11313 Words, Complete, 2021]

I mean, what else could Nicky have done when he spotted Andrew smiling at the hot guy making his coffee?

Not meddle?

Not get all the Foxes on board?

It's like you don't even know him.

take yourself home by moonix [Rated T, 18846 Words, Complete, 2020]

Despite his best efforts, Andrew finds himself a family.

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17 questions

Tagged by @miyakuli 💚💚

Nickname: yzz

Sign: libra

Height: won't be specific, so let's just say below 180

Last thing I googled: dongfang qingcang

Song stuck in my head: vodka by korpiklaani

No. of followers: :)

Amount of sleep: 4-7 during workdays, ~9 at the weekend

Lucky number: 13

Dream job: astronaut, neurologist, biotechnologist, composer + pianist, edit: okay adding software developer bc i actually like what I'm doing

Wearing: jeans, red shirt with the flash (DC), loose sweater

Movies/books that summarize me: :v i have no idea. The poem that my friend wrote for me. Maybe Amelie, the owl house

Favorite song: oof can't choose, recently i'm constantly listening to Forgotten People by We lost the sea and Longing for colors by ef

Favorite instrument: Piano <3

Aesthetic: colourful sky before the sunset with lush green mountainscape bathed in warm sunlight below

Favorite author: hmm i like a few tho it's hard to say that someone is "my fave", especially if I like the books but not necessarily the author (like Sapkowski lmao). Okay let's list: Neil Gaiman, Stephen King, Brandon Sanderson, Henryk Sienkiewicz, Juliusz Słowacki, Priest (pipi) <3, MXTX, Meng Xi Shi

Favorite animal noise: woof of a dog <3 or birds singing, also the click-clack of horses' hooves is very satisfying

Random: I want to merge with ideas, it's so tiring that we need context

Tagging (free to ignore as always): @prommethium @daltonkeys @uweiy @domidoom @a-very-fond-farewell @still-gathering-roses @bishounen-jump @silver-colour @theyilinglaozus @carmine-sunlight @willowclarissoon

[queen-of-writing-bad-things]

Henry Danger Reader Insert | Captain Man x Reader: SEASON 3

Episode 11: Space Invaders Part 2

The problem in space was still very real. Not a bad dream or a false alarm, no, Captain Man, Miss Danger and Kid Danger were still staring down the barrel of a gun currently being held by a frowning little girl. She was enraged about something and the superheroes daren't put a finger wrong, save she blew their heads. Could she be the one who locked up Jim Dickle and Neil?

"Okay, little girl. Who are you? How old are you? What are you doing here? Why'd you hit us all on the head?" Ray's questions came fast and furiously and every time the child tried to give him an answer, he just asked another one.

"Doofus, let her answer." (y/n) hissed at him, seeing the way the little girl was trying to cooperate but couldn't because of her boyfriend's impatience.

"Well, I have a lot of questions." He snapped, still feeling a little cranky from the bump to the head, but a small hand on his shoulder made him snap out of it. Anger would get them nowhere.

"Captain Man! Miss Danger! Kid Danger! Help us!"

"Let us out!" Neil and Jim screamed from inside the storage compartments they had been locked inside. Everyone could see their need to get out through the clear, plastic door, that and the thumping of their fists was a giveaway too.

"Be quiet, dad!" The girl hissed at Jim Dickle, shocking the superheroes to their core. A child had done this to her father? This was getting weirder by the minute.

"Dad?" Ray frowned, surprised that the feisty little girl had locked up two grown men on her own. (y/n) too was shocked, it was weird to see someone from her college days in a completely different light, with a child of all things, even if he wouldn't recognise her through the mask.

"Hey! Don't talk to me that way! I'm an astronaut!" Her dad replied harshly, proving to the young woman that even after ten years, Jim Dickle was still so full of himself because he had been chosen as an astronomical prodigy. 

"You're gonna get it you little brat!" Neil threatened the girl, which seemed a little harsh. Yeah, she'd done something wrong, but speaking to a child like that seemed so horrible, it made (y/n)'s hair stand on end.

"Yeah? Who's got the piece?" The girl snapped back and held up Ray's large blaster so Neil would quake in his boots. With her father and his friend quiet, she could focus again on pointing her newly acquired weapon at Captain Man and his sidekicks, who were still confused with the entire situation.

"Okay, what is the deal here?" Henry asked, fed up with whatever weird family issues were going on. He just wanted to get to the nub of the issue and move on. 

"I'll tell you the deal. That's my daughter, Kelsey!" Jim Dickle explained, making Kelsey tense up at her dad's lecturing tone. She was doing this for a good cause and even Captain Man wasn't going to stop here. "And she's not supposed to be here," Neil added, further adding to her irritation. Grown-ups just don't understand anything. 

"Well, sweetie, how'd you get on board?" (y/n) asked the little girl,  ignoring the gun that was waving in her face and bending over so she was at her eye level. She liked kids, she was good with them and a blast to the face wouldn't be devastating, just mildly inconvenient.

"I used my dad's I.D." Kelsey sighed. All these adults, just got in her way, even if the lady was trying to be nice.

"And then?" Ray gestured for her keep to keep going, feeling slightly nervous as to how close his girl was putting herself to the blaster. He loved her kind spirit, but seeing her in danger made him nasty. 

"And then I sneaked onto the supply rocket, hid in a storage container and here I am."  Kelsey sassed the superhero and kept the gun pointed at him. 

"And then she locked us in here where we sleep!" Neil snitched from his little sleeping pod and his tattle-telling didn't go down very well with the girl who wanted revenge for his dastardly actions.

"Yeah, and you're gonna stay in there!" She yelled back at him, which enraged her father. He wasn't going to take any back-chat from a child, especially when that child happened to be his flesh and blood.

"I'll tell you what, young lady! When we get back to Earth, on the ground, you are gonna be so, so grounded." The astronaut scolded her, but Kelsey didn't care. She was on the right side of the locked door and if her father couldn't reach her, he couldn't ground her either. Simple.

"Uh, I don't know what the butt is goin' on here, but uh, kid...you let those astronauts out of their sleep...things," Ray told Henry, who did as he was told. (y/n) could've helped too, but Ray wanted to steer her away from Dick-le. Yeah, he had a child and had probably forgotten all about her, but he couldn't help but want to keep his girl all to himself.

"You just freeze!" Kelsey threatened Henry, the muzzle of the gun being centimetres away from his navel. He just couldn't take her seriously though, she was a child and he was a superhero, come on, it was a no-brainer. 

"Aha! Yeah, I don't freeze, I thaw." Henry quipped, thinking. he sounded so cool with his little play-on-words, but...

"Wait, you saw what?" (y/n) asked him, giggling at her little joke, which went right over Henry's head and Ray's for that matter. Now, the man holding her hips as they watched the kid's altercation was thoroughly confused.

"Huh?" Henry tilted his head at her, which caused her to groan as Ray switched to protective mode and warily looked around their feet. Was there something crawling around that he needed to be worried about?

"You said you saw something." He reiterated what (y/n) had said, but unlike her, he wasn't joking, more like hugging her to his chest in case there were more devilish children around.

"No, I said I thaw." Henry corrected him, making. the young woman facepalm. Well, they had taken her joke and slaughtered it.

"Well, you thaw what? What'd you thee?" Ray panicked, his mind jumbling from the thin, recirculated air he was breathing and the confusing ramblings from his sidekicks.

"Captain Man, are you okay?" (y/n) asked her boyfriend in concern, wondering why his speech was suddenly slurring. Should she be worried? She picked up his hand in hers and gave it a gentle squeeze, which helped to calm him down a bit.

"I don't know, sweet girl, the air's pretty weird in here." He whined and bent over to clutch his head like he had a headache. Anything to get a little attention from her.

"The air is...? All right, I'm gonna let you guys out." Henry ignored his boss's pathetic complaint and refocused on the task at hand; getting the trapped astronauts free.

"You move, I blast you." Kelsey intimidated him in a menacing, confident tone, but Henry was more than ready to take her on. He dropped his small blaster to the ground since he didn't want to accidentally pull the trigger on a little girl and Ray and (y/n) stood back to watch the show.

"Good luck," Henry told Kelsey, who began to fire the gun at Kid Danger,  but even if she was the best markswoman in the world, she would never be able to outmatch Henry's hyper-motility. He dodged every laser with ease, jumping and ducking well before he could be injured. The skirmish ended with Henry bouncing back against the wall, next to Ray and (y/n), who were just waiting for a good moment to get in on the action. 

"Whoa, how'd you do that?" Kelsey gasped, amazed that even though she had squeezed the trigger as much as her little digit would allow, not one had left a scratch on her enemy. This was gonna be harder than she first thought.

"With my hyper-motility," Henry answered, taking a second to catch his breath, not that he was tired. He could dodge gunfire all day. 

"What does that mean?" She asked, both amazed and irritated by the notion of being beat. The world hadn't fully caught on that Kid Danger had a new superpower so for many, it still came as quite a shock.

"That I'm good..." Henry bragged, making Ray and (y/n) scoff/chuckle. Gaining a power had done nothing but inflate his ego, however, they'd let it slide. It was awesome to have something special and they knew the feeling.

"Will you take care of her?" Henry asked the sniggering two, who were more suited to taking a few hits than he was. Plus,  it would teach them not to laugh at him being cool and aloof.

"Yeah, yeah, we'll do all the work." (y/n) agreed and stepped forward to sort everything out. She wasn't afraid of getting hurt and wanted to help the girl rather than punish her. Kids often got silly ideas into their heads and well, she was just tender-hearted.

"Ow! That hurt!" She yelped when the minute she tried to get close to her, Kelsey shot her in the arm. The skin smoothed over immediately and in seconds there wasn't so much as a scar, but her cry made Ray dash to stand in front of her. He couldn't stand and listen to her moans of pain, even if she came out the other side just fine. 

"Get behind me." He ordered her softly and didn't give his girl much of a choice when he tugged her small body around him so he'd take every laser and she'd be safely guarded. He marched towards Kelsey, who wasn't scared to zap him either, but Captain man just took each hit like a champ.

"Ow! Stop it!" He moaned and squealed, but stay vigilant as they near the panicking girl. He wouldn't let anything touch the woman behind him again, so he gritted his teeth and edged a little closer. Seeing that the gun was within her reach, (y/n) leaned past Ray's hips and swiped the blaster from Kelsey's fingertips, leaving her to huff and admit defeat.

"Okay, Kelsey, we're taking you back to Earth." (y/n) told her sternly, ignoring the girl's pouty bottom lip and using her motherly voice to scold her. 

"You are from Earth, right?" Ray added in, shaking off the last of the stinging pain he felt from the lasers. His comment took the edge of his girlfriend's seriousness, but Kelsey didn't notice.

"Yes, but I'm not going back! You guys don't understand, those astronauts are evil! Look!" The child exclaimed and stormed past the superheroes so she could show them what she meant by evil. Jim Dickle shook his head at his daughter's interference, but he couldn't do anything. He just had to watch as Kelsey revealed...rabbits?

"Bunnies!" (y/n) and Henry squealed happily, instantly melting at the small creature's fluffy, cotton-like tails and twitching noses. They just wanted to cuddle them and stroke them and love them forever. 

"No way, bunnies!" Ray exclaimed too, his cooing mirroring his sidekicks'. Even Captain Man couldn't resist their adorable faces.

"Oh my god, they're so cute! Can we play with them?" (y/n) pleaded with the astronauts, not caring if their authority was gone. She was a sucker for dogs and bunnies, anything that she could keep as her companion. 

"No, I get to play with the black and white one," Ray whined, wanting to go for the one that he thought was the biggest. The bigger the bunny, the more fluff he got to cuddle.

"No, we get to play with all of them," Henry told him, seeing at least three or four bunnies in the cages, meaning there was more than enough cuddles to go around. 

"Hey, shut up! Don't you guys get why they brought these bunnies into space?" Kelsey shrieked to stop their fawning and they fell silent, save for some random excuses as to why they didn't know why two astronauts would need so many rabbits in space. "They're taking them to the moon! To do experiments on them!" Well, that answered that and the glares sent in Jim and Neil's direction were scathing.

"You absolute bastards...how can you experiment on those innocent bunnies?!" (y/n) shouted in fury at the men, of whom she had lost all respect for. She regretted ever even thinking or speaking to Jim Dickle, the asshole who condemned such gentle animals to cruelty. 

"It's for science!" Neil hissed at her as Ray caught his girlfriend's wrist to stop her from getting too close to the sleeping pods. He didn't want her anywhere near those two.

"What do you mean science?" Ray growled, but Jim "I'm so clever" Dickle wasn't going to succumb to Captain Man's anger. What did he know about science? Nothing, this was all in the name of something the superhero could never imagine and he wasn't going to take any criticism from him.

"Y'know, science. The study of how things work and why." He sassed and this time, it was (y/n)'s turn to hold her boyfriend back, who just wanted to punch this dick in the face. 

"Ulch this guy." He tried to keep his anger under control, but the cocky smirk from the astronaut just boiled his blood. First, his girl fancied him and now he was giving him cheek, what a prick.

"Just stay calm, sweetheart, 'kay? Just look at me, not that asshole." (y/n) cooed at Ray and placed her hand on his chest so she could feel his heartbeat through his suit. He could never stay mad when those eyes looked at him with so much love and he lowered the gun in his hand as she wanted him to.

"We gotta take those bunnies to the moon!" Neil told them again, but it made no sense. Rabbits didn't belong in space, so what did they need them for?

"Why?" Henry asked angrily, suddenly seeing why Kelsey had stowed away. He'd do the same if he knew his dad was gonna experiment on bunnies.

"To see how high they can hop!" Jim exclaimed, which made (y/n) frown in bewilderment. What kind of bullshit experiment was that? 

"That's not science, that's just crazy! What benefit does that have to mankind?" She asked them in exasperation, but the astronauts ignored her. They wouldn't expect a simple-minded, plucky sidekick girl to know anything about what they did. 

"Yeah, we already know that the moon has less gravity than the Earth." Henry built on her point, but he and Ray weren't exactly science lovers and had no idea how bunnies would behave on the moon. Science was more (y/n)'s area, well, mechanics and a bit of physics anyway.

"So that means we know exactly how high bunnies can hop on the moon and the answer is..." Ray trailed off as he realised that he didn't know, but it didn't matter. It was a stupid theory and a waste of the space station's facilities.

"Very!"

"Very high!" A little help from Henry and Ray had his answer, but apparently, it wasn't good enough for "science". The burning question was still there.

"But we won't know that for sure unless we test them."

"On the moon." Jim and his assistant emphasised, believing that they were the intelligent scientist and anyone who disagreed with what they were saying was an uneducated chimp. 

"Listen to yourselves! You're talking crap! No one cares about how high bunnies can jump in weaker gravity, you're just wasting time, money and resources!" (y/n) cried in frustration, wondering how two men who had been put through the country's most rigorous testing and selection processes could be so pig-headed and unwilling to change their views.

"Go home, little girl, you don't know anything." Neil snapped at her, causing Ray's glare to snap to him, but if these two wanted an argument, she'd give them one.

"I have a degree in mechanical engineering, so I know that science is about rationality and an unbiased viewpoint." She hissed, recognising that they were dumbing things down for her unnecessarily. She was used to being underestimated, but that didn't mean she wouldn't stick up for herself.

"Y'know, I used to know a pretty little thing just like you when I was in college. She thought she could make it as an engineer too. So cute...but so dumb. She was so shy and clingy, her stupid crush makes me glad that I got the hell out of there." Jim chuckled with Neil at the memory of some chick he knew about ten years ago, but little did he know, the "dumb" girl had made it and she had her superhero boyfriend to back her up.

"Yeah, well, she was probably glad too when she learnt that you slept with the physics tutor to get your final grade raised."(y/n) replied through a cough, making the jerk's ears burn. How could she know that? Was she psychic? Yeah, she must've been and thank god, his daughter was too busy with the bunnies to hear that her father was a loser.

"Did these bunnies agree to let you put them on the moon? No, they did not agree to that!" Ray jumped in before anything else could be revealed, but he'd be lying if he said that Jim Dickle was still his hero. He knew (y/n) back then too and yeah, she was shy, but she was so sweet and kind too and the fact that he had dismissed her for that infuriated him.

"Oh yes, they did!" Jim revealed, confusing everyone. 

"Every one of those bunnies signed a contract!" Neil elaborated, but it still didn't explain much. Bunnies don't have opposable thumbs and the heroes got the sneaking suspicion that some trickery had been pulled here.

"What contract?" Henry snapped, wanting to see some proof since he didn't trust them one jot.

"They're right over there, on the clipboard." Begrudgingly, Ray, Henry and (y/n) marched over to check out the apparent contracts next to the bunny incubators. Skimming over the words written down on the page and seeing two rabbit pawprints on the dotted line, (y/n) thought they were laughable and worthless.

"You do know that bunnies can't read...or write for that matter?" She scoffed at the two men, knowing that they were the stupid ones.

"Yeah, I bet you just dipped their little bunny paws in ink and pushed them onto the bottom of this paper!" Ray agreed with her and the three glowered at the idiots who knew they had been found out.

"See? Now, do you guys get why I had to sneak onboard? I had to save the bunnies." Kelsey said, looking fondly at the twitchy-nosed creatures, who didn't deserve any of this.

"We get it, Kelsey and we're very proud of you." (y/n) smiled at her and knelt to her level so she could give the girl a kind hug. She knew she wasn't evil, a little misguided, but good with innocent intentions nonetheless.

"Yeah, you did the right thing," Henry added as Ray's heart melted at the sight of his girl being so sweet. 

"Wait, what?"

"Oh, come on! You guys are seriously on her side?" Neil and Jim complained, feeling betrayed at how the people sent to rescue them were now switching sides. That was so not fair.

"We're on the side of the bunnies!" Ray snapped at the men, wanting them to such their dirty mouths before he did it for them. He'd heard quite enough from them when they were picking on his girlfriend and he wasn't about to hear them slander their cute victims.

"Astro-jerks!" Henry spat at them as (y/n) and Ray removed the lids from the bunny cages, intent of rescuing them in the name of all that was good. No bunny would die, not on their watch.

"Kelsey, honey, start loading these bunnies onto our shuttle of love, okay?" Ray smiled at the little girl sweetly and his kind voice made (y/n)'s broody heart go into overdrive. Him being nice with children was so lovely to her and it always made her wonder if it was a peek into what he'd be like as a father, something that always made her swoon.

"Really?" Kelsey gave him a toothy grin as she was gently passed a bunny. These bunnies were going home, where they could hop at a normal height and eat carrots in peace.

"Oh yeah, really." The little tickle behind the bunny's ear made the last thread of restraint in (y/n) snap and as soon as the girl wandered off to deposit the bunny in safety, the woman glued herself to Ray's side, making him chuckle. She had so much love for him, she just wanted to squeeze him as hard as she could.

"Yeah, we're taking them and you back home," Henry told her, much to the annoyance of the astronauts, who had just lost their test subjects.

"Wait, wait, wait, get a picture of us holding this bunny!" (y/n) suddenly exclaimed, an idea popping into her head.

"We don't have time for that, sweet girl!" Ray groaned, both at the slight inconvenience and how she let go of him in favour of picking up a rabbit. She looked through the ones that were still left and wrinkled her nose when none of them seemed to catch her eye. They were cute, but not special or super adorable, not unique in any way. However, tucked into a corner was a ball of cotton and when she reached out to stroke his back, she marvelled at its softness. This was the bunny for her and he seemed to like it when she scratched him behind the ears. She could swear he was squeaking at her to be chosen.

"Oh, please, please, please, please! I just want you to take a picture of me holding Colin with the kid in outer space!" She pouted, cradling the bunny to her chest like he was made of glass. He didn't even wriggle, it was like he was made to be her little bun-bun.

"Colin? You've named it?" Ray blanched at how she was forming an attachment so easily and saw the love in her eyes when she smiled down at the animal. He had to admit it was cute, but surely she wouldn't be taking it home, right?

"Him, I've named him, because he's coming home with me." She told him, standing strong and not chickening out when his mouth dropped open. A rabbit in his Man Cave? Oh god, no!

"We can't have bunnies in the Man Cave." He sighed, seeing how her eyes were starting to get sad. If she had bunny ears, they'd be drooping and he hated to be the one who sucked away her happiness.

"But, look at him! He looks so polite and he won't make a mess! But if you don't want your girlfriend to be happy, then I suppose I'll just have to cry..." She whimpered for dramatic effect and moved to put Colin back in his tank, ensuring that Ray saw the tears in her eyes as she brushed past him. Did he really want a smelly animal in his home? Not really, but if it would keep her loving him...

"All right, fine! We'll take the damn bunny home!" Ray caved in, causing the woman to excitedly rush to hug him, minding that her new baby wasn't crushed. The crying girlfriend trick always worked and she was certain that Ray would warm up to Colin.

"Why do you want a picture?" Henry laughed at how she could ask for anything and Ray would give it to her. The guy was wrapped around her little finger and answered her beck and call at a moment's notice.

"For our social media, dude." She answered and stood next to him so they could hold up her new pet together. Colin the bunny; an odd name, but strangely, it fit and she was right, he did look polite, not that Ray would admit that.

"Dang it!" He cursed and took out his phone so he could snap some pics for the Kid Danger's and Miss Danger's Twitflash, the place where they regularly uploaded photos of their adventures (safely, of course).

"Colin, mommy loves you and daddy will too, eventually." She told the bunny in a baby voice as she and the boy snuggled their nose into his fur for the photos. 

"Yeah, this will get a lot of likes," Ray confessed and Kesley agreed with him. Who didn't like bunnies and superheroes? Still,  he wasn't sure how he felt about being a "daddy" to a bunny, but she looked so happy with him, positively glowing, he just couldn't say no.

"Okay, thank you, sweetie." (y/n) giggled at his besotted expression and dashed over to swipe through the photos. She passed Colin over to him as she received his phone and it was like a switch had flicked in his heart. Dang it, this thing was cute and he felt like he wanted to love it forever. 

"Hey, kid, can you go radio the Man Cave and tell them we're taking Kelsey and a load of bunnies back with us?" Ray asked Henry, not once taking his eyes off the little sweetheart on his chest, making the boy roll his eyes. 

"Yeah, sure. Just make sure you don't drop the baby, daddy." Henry teased him with a hearty laugh and stuck around just long enough to see his boss's red cheeks and hear the way he had to clear his throat awkwardly. 

"I knew you'd love him."(y/n) smiled at her boyfriend and gave him a short kiss as he sulked. It was just a rabbit, no big deal. Deciding to leave the two alone, the teen clambered back through the pressure lock and into the Love Shuttle.

"Charlotte, Schwoz, do you read me?" He spoke into his headset once he had settled into his seat and he gazed into the little monitor until his three friends came into view. They were blurry, but there and he had some important shit to tell them.

"Hey, Henry!" Charlotte greeted him from the Earth, relieved that he had made contact after what felt like days of radio silence. 

"We can see and hear you," Schwoz confirmed, making sure that the signal was staying strong even though it was going across a colossal distance. 

"Listen. We're loading up the Love Shuttle with bunnies and a girl. Oh, and (y/n) has decided to keep one of the bunnies as her pet. He's called Colin." Henry reported, getting the gist of it into a couple of sentences so the team back home would know what to expect.

"Bunnies and girl? Colin?" Charlotte frowned, thinking that this space mission was weirder than she first thought. (y/n) with a pet? Ray must've gone soft again.

"Is the girl married?" Schwoz asked the boy hopefully, praying that they were bringing home some hot, blonde babe that he could maybe seduce and wed.

"No, she's eleven. Look, I'll explain everything when I get back." Henry dismissed his hopes, knowing that Schwoz was getting excited about nothing.

"But, w-wait, the Love Shuttle can only hold two peoples. Three if (y/n) sits on Ray." Schwoz pointed out that they had a major problem. Getting (y/n) in was a problem, but another girl and some small, easily frightened animals? Not a chance, unless they were crafty.

"Well, now, we're four peoples and six bunnies, so we're gonna have to figure somethi--" Henry's evaluation was cut off as Ray called out to him from the space station and he knew that he small break to speak with home was over.

"Hey, Kid! We're missing a bunny!" The large man yelled as he and (y/n) looked around the space equipment for their furry friend.

"Don't worry, it's not Colin!" (y/n) added, not wanting Henry to think that she had lost him five minutes after declaring he was hers. That wouldn't be very responsible of her as his owner.

"I'm sorry, I gotta go. Schwoz, plot us a course back to Earth." Henry gave them his last order before jumping up from his chair and crawling back through the hatch. On the other side, Kelsey, (y/n) and Ray were wandering around the room, looking for the escapee. 

"Bunny? Come here, bunny!" (y/n) called out,  hoping that the bunnies were trained to come when called, but it seemed like only Colin would listen to her. Tucked into the crevice of her arm, he was a smart little guy. or maybe she was just a colin-whisperer, who knows.

"You guys lost one of the bunnies?" Henry gasped as he saw Kelsey shut a door after checking the adjoining room and Ray opening a storage space on the floor. 

"Noooo, he did. He was too busy kissing the lady." The little girl told Kid Danger, her nose wrinkly at all the cooties the nice lady would have now she had been doing the gross kissy stuff with her boyfriend. 

"Well, it tricked me. Tricked me, it did." Ray grumbled, trying to cover up that maybe he had gotten a little carried away when he should've been rounding up the bunnies. He couldn't help it if her honey taste was so addictive.

"Well, we better find it before he---" Henry sighed, not wanting to hear any excuses or details, they just needed to get looking, but (y/n) was way ahead of him.

"Hey, there he is! Look, Col, your friend is---oh, shit he's chewing the orange wires!" (y/n)'s eyes widened when the lights flickered, but no one else felt the dread she did.

"Awww, I bet he thinks they're a carrot." Ray cooed, not worried about the danger they were diving into or how the rabbit could fry itself.

"'Cause they're orange..." Henry nodded, also losing focus as the beige and chocolate bunny kept on chewing, right up until the lights gave out completely and they weren't the only thing that was powered by those cables. 

"Power failure. Switching to back up." The station's computer announced, but the loss of electricity was enough to trip the locking system on the sleep pods, meaning two pissed off astronauts could walk right out.

"Why's the space station losing power?" Henry asked frightfully. The place seemed a lot spookier in the dark.

"'Cause, the bunny chewed through those wires." Kelsey lectured him, making Henry feel dumb. Yeah, that was it and he'd let it happen, oops.

"Or maybe 'cause the bunny chewed through those wires." He reiterated the same point but tried to make it sound like he was right and she was wrong, just to make himself feel better.

"Stop fighting, you two! Kelsey, take Colin and his friend and go put them on the Love Shuttle." (y/n) instructed the little girl and she and Ray placed their respective bunnies into her arms, meaning they didn't see how Neil and Jim had lifted the doors to their sleeping pods and had stepped out into their boots. Shit on it.

"Kay-kay." Kelsey nodded and hurried off to get the bunnies to safety, leaving the superheroes alone. with their unseen enemies.

"Hey...Schwoz says that the Love Shuttle can only transport two people, three if (y/n) sits in your lap again, but it won't be enough." Henry whispered to the couple, who plunged themselves deep into thought. It was a predicament; they couldn't take two trips or leave anyone behind.

"Shotgun! Ma sweet girl in my lap." Ray smirked, causing (y/n) to slap his arm. This was serious, they had to think about how they were gonna do this.

"Shut up, doofus. What about weight distribution, okay? 'Cause it's gonna be me, you, Henry, the girl and six bunnies hopping around the place. We'll never fit." (y/n) sighed, rubbing her forehead in frustration. 

"Well, how many bunnies equals a person?" Ray shrugged, hoping they could balance out the ship if they placed the bunnies in one big group.

"I don't know, like thirty-four bunnies?" Henry estimated, not that it mattered, the maths just didn't add up.

"Look, even if we sit on each other, which in your and Kelsey's case will be very uncomfortable and awkward, we'll never be able to balance everything inside the shi--." (y/n) argued and that was the moment that Jim and Neil pounced onto their prey. They took Captain Man, the strongest and deadliest of the three, by surprise and shoved him into the next room, locking the door before anyone could stop them.

"Okay, there's a lot of nicer ways you could put a guy in a closet." Henry started, not knowing how he should react to being attacked so out of the blue. It was just him and (y/n) now, and they could take these suckers on, right?

"Yeah, you could put my girlfriend in here with me!" Ray snapped, trying to play it off like he wasn't pissed off by their actions. Firstly, he didn't like being snuck up on and secondly, he didn't like being separated from his girl, not when she was being cornered by two large, strong guys.

"Let him out!" (y/n) growled, clenching her fists as her boyfriend tried to force the door open. The euphemistic undertones in his words didn't go unnoticed and since he'd let her keep Colin, she be sure to give him her thanks when they got home, but first, she had to kick some ass.

"No!" Neil snapped, puffing out his chest in an attempt to be intimidating. 

"We're taking our bunnies back, especially Colin, who will be jumping on the moon first!" Jim spat out the bunny's name like it had a bitter taste, making Henry stand straighter. No one threatened his friend's bunny and got away with it.

"Over our beaten bodies." He retorted as he and (y/n) stepped in some space so they could prepare for some good old-fashioned fighting. 

"Well, then. I guess we're gonna have to beat your bodies."

"And then take our bunnies."

"Over it!...as Captain Man watches his poor little sidekick and girlfriend lie on the floor helplessly." Jim sneered at the two and then smirked at Ray, who was desperately trying to get the lock to budge, but even his super-strength couldn't get it to move. 

"Touch me and you'll live to regret it. My boyfriend's a superhero." (y/n) snarled and stood as tall as she could in her heeled boots, but Jim Dickle wasn't scared of one lonely girl and her pathetic boyish associate.

"He can't help you, darling." He purred condescendingly and the sound of Captain Man rattling against the door was music to his ears. Miss Danger stepped forward to try and turned the lever,  but Jim menacingly stepped in front of it and started stalking forwards, pushing her and Henry back. 

"We happen to have superpowers, so...you guys really think you can beat these bodies?" Henry mocked the men, thinking that with his reflexes and (y/n)'s super healing, they'd be the ones laughing when all was said and done.

"Yeah...I think we can." Neil gloated, his eyes shining like he had some hidden knowledge that would change the game.

"In zero gravity!" Jim stormed past them and hit a button on the wall, smirking when he and his friend stayed firmly on the floor, but Kid Danger and Miss Danger started to float in the air.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! What tripped-out shit is this?" The young woman gasped as she tried to stop herself from spinning around uncontrollably and found that if she kicked her legs out like she was swimming, it made balancing much easier.

"Wait, wait, wait, how come you guys aren't floating?" Henry asked the astro-jerks, who were looking ever so smug. Even Captain Man had been lifted off his feet and he had his super-density thing going off.

"Because we're wearing magnetic boots," Neil answered him and the men demonstrated how their feet were sticking to the floor. They could walk, but each leg lift took quadruple the normal effort. 

"Going out on a limb here, but can we have some magnetic boots? Please?" (y/n) asked nicely, even though she knew that it was a redundant question. They were the enemy, why would they be given a fair chance?

"Nope!"

"But you can have this!" Neil and Jim grabbed onto a superhero each and laughed when they pushed them, making Henry and (y/n) spin around in the air. 

"Wow, you're hilarious! So mature!" She told them with her arms crossed, waiting for the momentum of their spins to run out. The problem was all the twirling was starting to make them kind of nauseous.

"Stop it! I'd rather have the magnetic boots!" Henry cried, wanting the mockery and torture to stop, but they'd just have to endure it, even when they were being poked and prodded for the jerks' amusement.

"You astronauts! I demand that you open this door, you space cowards!" They could hear Ray shout from the closet, but he was allowed to harmlessly float on by.

"Okay, you guys win round one. Now, before we continue, we'd really like a pair of magnetic boots each." Henry panted, feeling extremely dizzy and in dire need of something to anchor back to solid ground.

"Sure, take mine." Neil lifted a boot and (y/n) could see what he was doing. Asshole.

"Really?" Henry asked, shocked by the man's sudden kindness, but he wasn't being kind. He was actually being rather cruel.

"Yeah, come and get 'em." Neil wiggled the boot in front of Henry's face and the boy started to swim in the air to grab the shoe. It was tantalisingly close and seeing him struggle like a baby learning to walk was hilarious for the astronauts.

"Stop laughing. Stop laughing, you're teasing me!" The kid groaned as the woman next to him rolled her eyes. This wasn't funny, these dudes had never grown out of that college jerk phase and it showed. 

"Why don't you two grow a pair and fight like men, huh?" (y/n) challenged them in an icy voice and they had decided that she needed shutting up. Grabbing onto her shoulders, the men launched her across the room with all their might and smirked when she harshly collided with the wall next to the closet door. And, for good measure, they threw Henry in her direction too, cackling when the boy bashed her into the wall again, only this time, her chest squished against something important. 

"Oh, great! You ruptured the ionic oxidizer!" Jim groaned, believing that once again, a silly woman had caused a problem.

"Yeah, well, you should be more careful where you throw people, dickhead. Some of us have boobs and in zero gravity, they move independently to our main frames." (y/n) sassed, despising the asshole who she thought was so brilliant when she was younger. 

"Turn the gravity back on!" The astronaut snubbed her in favour of sorting out the leak with no hitches. Henry and (y/n) looked at each other in concern as the lever was flipped, meaning they had no time to prepare for the rough landing once their mass took effect again.

"Oxygen pressure dropping." The space station's computer reported and the astronauts started to frantically tap away at their controls, ignoring the heroes they had sworn to beat up.

"Hey, what's happening?" Henry gasped as he helped his friend to her feet and looked around at the red, flashing beacons. That shrill alarm didn't sound good.

"Sweet girl, can you let me outta here?" Ray called out to (y/n) as she shook her head to get used to gravity's effects again before sprinting over to the door. She twisted the lever and pushed it open, freeing him from the closet.

"Missed you, handsome." She smiled at him and pressed a kiss to his cheek as he stepped into the main room. The blaring siren made his ears ring and he had the same confused look on his face as Henry.

"What's going on?" He asked anyone who had an answer, but the haughty astronauts were gonna give him one that he wouldn't like.

"Your stupid girlfriend and her rack broke our space station!" Dickle snapped, causing Ray's temper to flare. Okay, no one calls his girlfriend stupid and no one, especially Dick-le gets to mention one of her best features in such a crude way. Only he was allowed to appreciate them, not this moron.

"Don't speak about her like that, Dickle." Ray stomped up to the man with fury laced in his voice, but Neil had finally seen sense (probably because his own ass was on the line) and stepped in to calm him down.

"We're losing oxygen!" The man reported, making Henry panic. The couple would be fine, they could survive in a barren vacuum forever, in extreme discomfort granted, but their bodies could compensate and hold out. Henry's though, not so much.

"Wha?... Dude, I need oxygen. Y'know, for, like, breathing! I can't survive without it like Miss Danger!" The boy reminded Ray that his superpower didn't grant him that kind of immunity and Ray realised that they need to skedaddle and fast.

"Right!" Ray nodded and clasped his girlfriend's hand in his, ready to pull her to safety.

"Then let's stop wasting precious oxygen and get out of here!" The young woman cried and they all made for the Love Shuttle, Ray allowing his sidekicks to leave first since he was always so protective. 

"Hey! Wait, wait, wait! You guys can't leave us up here with no oxygen!" Jim exclaimed, not believing that the honourable Captain Man would leave two helpless astronauts to suffocate.

"Well, maybe you should've thought about that before you pushed me and Miss Danger!" Henry snapped, still feeling annoyed that the blame was being pinned on them.

"It was her fault!" Neil insisted, not realising that he was digging himself deeper into the hole.

"Leave her out of this!" Ray growled at them, pushing (y/n) behind his back so they couldn't accuse her of their mistakes, but the young woman and her kind nature didn't agree with leaving two men to die, even if they were jerks.

"Look, I know they're horrible and they deserve to choke to death after what they've said and done, but...I'll never be able to live with myself if I knowingly left them behind. We're superheroes, we save people." She whispered to Ray and gazed at him with sincere eyes, that made him sigh. 

"All right, fine. Get on the Love Shuttle, go, go, go!" Ray agreed to take them back too, against his better judgement and the cowards rocketed past Henry, knocking the boy over and stepping on him as they stampeded. 

"Hey, hey! Where's the respect? I'm a sidekick!" He groaned, hating how arrogant those two were. Ray offered him a hand to help him up, which the boy gratefully accepted.

"Go on, kid. Get in there." Ray ordered him and Henry nodded. Time to go.

"I'm taking this." He paused briefly to rip off a chunk of the space station. Hey, he'd been to space and nearly died, he wanted a souvenir. The couple rolled their eyes at him as he clambered through the hole.

"Have I ever told you that you're my favourite superhero?" (y/n) looked up at her boyfriend through her eyelashes, battering them softly.

"Maybe, but you can tell me again." He smirked, catching on to what she was doing; trying to seduce him even if they were on the brink of death.

"Captain Man is the bravest, kindest, sexiest superhero in the world and I can't wait to get him home..." She teased him by sliding the zipper of his tunic down slightly and letting her leg rise to his hip, where a large hand grasped the flesh at the back of her knee to make sure it didn't move.  

"Why's that then?" Ray muttered, feeling his heartbeat quicken when she grabbed his chin to stop his lips from chasing hers. This was her teasing him and she wanted to watch him coil up in frustration. 

"Because he will find me on his bed, wearing nothing but one of his t-shirts, just how he likes me." She smiled deviously, watching the way his pupils dilated and he fought to stop himself from pinning her against the wall. Her lips barely brushed his, their noses nudging as the alarm got louder and Henry realised that they couldn't be trusted on their own.

"Come on! Put her down!" He shouted, not even needing to look through the hole to know that they were probably getting all gross again. Geez, was it the mortal peril that they liked? Or the thinning air getting to them?

"Like I said, Captain Man has to get everyone home before he gets to fuck me." She breathed out and wiggled out of his grasp so she could crawl through the hatch. He definitely stared at her ass as she slithered through, but she didn't mind. They just needed to launch before the bunnies, kids and assholes died, but there was a small problem, there was no room for such a large man to follow after her.

"This isn't going to work! I'm Captain Man, let me in! Get your own Love Shuttle! Kid?" Ray shouted as he tried to force his way through the hole and past Jim and Neil, but he couldn't. Henry was sat in a chair, (y/n) in the other with Kelsey on her knee and the two astronauts awkwardly stood in front of the exit and each of them was cradling a bunny. 

"Uh, there's no more room," Henry told his boss quietly, noting that all available space in the cramped shuttle had been taken. 

"Sweet girl, you can't just leave me here in space! Colin needs a father!" Ray whined at his girlfriend, who was balancing her new bunny in one arm whilst the other stopped Kelsey from wobbling off her knee. She agreed, she couldn't leave him here, they had made an arrangement, so there was only one thing for it.

"Well, I noticed earlier that there's a handle on the outside of the shuttle." She cringed, hating what she was asking of him. If he went through with it, she make sure he got his reward, but it was still risky.

"A handle?" He frowned, wondering what the hell that had to do with anything.

"Uh-huh. A good, strong handle." Henry confirmed and Kelsey nodded in agreement. Captain Man was the only one who could do it and if he didn't want to stay in space, then he had no choice. 

"What are you saying?" Ray asked his sidekicks sternly, wanting to hear the truth, plain and simple. He could take it, probably. 

"Earlier I said that there was no way we'd all fit on the inside, but with most room-like things, there's also an outside and you could maybe...ride there...holding onto the...handle...strong handle." (y/n) explained nervously, thinking that the idea of letting her boyfriend endure the reentering into the Earth's atmosphere sounded brutal and dangerous.

"But--but, how will I breathe? I'll suffocate." Ray tried to give them an excuse, but it wouldn't work. He'd spent years bragging about how Captain Man was always okay and now was his chance to prove it.

"No, you're indestructible." Henry reminded him whilst fawning over his bunny. Ray was making a big fuss over nothing. 

"But, when we reenter the Earth's atmosphere, I'll burn up!" He whimpered and pouted at (y/n), but she couldn't say anything. He'd never let her take his place and no one else would survive, so they were at a stalemate.

"Sweetie, you're indestructible. Unless you want me to do it, I'm sure my super-regeneration would keep me safe." She offered her service, but Ray quickly shook his head. 

"No!" He disagreed, hating the thought of making his girl burn when he could take her place. Her butt was staying in that chair, no exceptions.

"Hurry up! I got dance class tonight!" Kelsey snapped at the superhero, who stuttered in apprehension at the thought of trying to survive space. Why was he always the scapegoat?

~

"I...HATE...THIS!" Ray screamed and thumped his hand against the heart-shaped window of the Love Shuttle and he glared at the group that was safely inside the ship. Well, he glared at everyone but (y/n), who had her eyes screwed shut as she tried to stop her heart from aching at his pain. He was doing all right so far and by that, he wasn't dead.

"He sure screams loud. He's upsetting the nice lady." Kelsey mentioned as she relaxed against the young woman's tense body and stroked her brown bunny. Even Colin couldn't bring (y/n) much comfort, although she took regular intervals where she petted his soft fur.

"Yeah, but wait, I thought we weren't supposed to hear sounds in space." Henry questioned and looked to the astro-nerds for some answers.

"We're not."

"And also, in space, his hair shouldn't be blowing like that." Neil and Jim shrugged, just as they breached the Earth's atmosphere and the Love Shuttle's exterior superheated.

"Oooh, fire!" Kelsey pointed at the flames with wonder, not caring about Ray or his tortured screams. This was the most agonising thing he'd ever endured, but it had to be worth it if he got his reward when he returned home.

"Sweet Cheese, I can't look..." (y/n) muttered and dropped her head down so all she could see was the fabric of the girl's shirt. Ray didn't have to worry, she was going to give him what he desvered and she swore that it would be the night of his life.

[i-am-trying-my-best-okay]

Headcanons About The Next Generation After TLH (Part Three?)

I doubt James and Cordelia will stick to just one kid and I bet Lucie and Jesse will also have kids and so here they are:

Cornelius “Neil” Herondale: Cordelia and James’s middle child, born in 1914. I know James was being so deadass when he wanted to rename Jesse Cornelius, and so he lived that dream through his son. Neil is under the predicament of having a pet demon dog. He met this dog when he very young, and this demon dog was just a baby at the time. This demon dog was rejected and left to die in a river, and Neil, who had assumed this was just a really ugly dog that just so happened to have certain mutated features, saved the dog and took it home. Upon learning this dog was a demon, he is not swayed to let the dog go; he's already very attached. He hides the dog for as long as he can but it's eventually discovered. The Clave is obviously not pleased, but then during a demon attack the demon dog helped Neil fight it off, so the demon dog gets a pass for now, and Neil fights demons along side his demon dog. Neil names the dog Potato, because like a potato, the dog has many eyes along his body. Neil's definitely on the blunt side, to the point people are kinda reluctant to talk to him. But despite this, he's actually very kind, to the point of it being a bit ridiculous, his bluntness simply coming from a straightforward mindset.

Rayna Herondale: The youngest Herondale sibling, born in 1917. Rayna means ‘Queen’, and I figure James and Cordelia would name their kid something after chess. Rayna got bit by a werewolf when she was young. It was an accident; she had a secret friend who was a werewolf, and they just played too rough that one time (and I imagine her and this werewolf end up getting romantically involved later as teens but that’s another story). Anyway, she kept the bite a secret, and she didn’t end up turning into a werewolf. However, she does notice she has some heightened abilities as some sort of side effect, like needing very little sleep with very good night vision, and being slightly stronger then what would be natural and so on, and of course keeping it all a secret. She needs very little Runes as a result, but she’s actually very fascinated by Runes (kind of the opposite of Alexander). She has incredibly strong opinions about everything, with a tendency to give a speech about things at any given moment; much like her grandfather Will, she’s always willing to spin a tale on something that happened, adding her thoughts on it all the while. Overall, a very talkative person, which is a bit odd for someone so secretive.

Jessamine "Jazz" Blackthorn: Jesse and Lucie’s eldest, born in 1915. Lucie knows it would mean a lot to Jessamine if she named her daughter after her, so she did. Her nickname Jazz came from when she was a baby and she would sway along whenever she heard music, babbling the tune. And as she got older that didn’t change; she still adores music, studying it as much as she can learning whatever instrument she could get her hands on. Jem for sure taught her the violin. She’s got this never ending restless energy that she can pour into her music, but when she’s not holding an instrument she becomes rather fidgety. Her restless energy comes in handy when fighting demons, able to fight for a very long time without tiring, her endurance very incredible even by Shadowhunter standards. 

Rupert “Ruie” Blackthorn: The younger Blackthorn sibling, born in 1917. Sticking with the ‘named after dead loved one’s’ theme they’ve got, it was Jesse’s turn, so he named him after his dead father. Ruie adores tricks, especially if it’s done to him. He loves solving all sorts of riddles and puzzles, the higher the stakes the better. It’s not a bragging thing, in fact, unless asked, he wouldn’t bring it up. He just likes the challenge of it sort of, just utterly enthralled with it. This, naturally, makes him very much drawn to the fae. He ends up strolling up to the fae and literally asking them to be tricked, much to the fae’s confusion. But they do, and somehow Ruie almost always ends up on top. He gets fairly well known among the fae, with them actually kind of respecting him for being able to withstand their games. This causes his loved ones a lot of stress, particularly Matthew, who has tried to warn him several times but to no avail. He ends up coming up with a lot of security measures for the clave, which has the unfortunate side affect of him knowing how to break into things the clave hold dear. Ruie finds straightforward fights with demons to be a bit boring, but he understands his duty as a Shadowhunter and puts his all into the fight. He occasionally gets his fun in when he can trick a demon into a trap of sorts.

[tubul-taylorsversion]

my forever fixations (changes will be added.)

sitcoms (b99, modern family, bbt, himym, the office, friends)

benedict cucumberpatch and martin freeman (sherlock bbc, lord of the rings, the hobbit etc.)

ghosts&vampires&blood&sadists&gore&darkacademia&haunted places (frankenstein, jekyll and hyde)

english schoolgirls in the not creepy way (wild child, enid blyton boarding school books)

harry potter

neil gaiman (coraline)

true crime

granada holmes

star trek and star wars in no particular order

spock

taylor swift and old washed up rock bands

pheobe effing bridgers

gracie abrams

kill her, freak out - samia

therese dreaming and maya hawke

art

raft of medusa

travelling

nerdinators

nerf guns

spy kids

peppa pig and ben and holly and gaston and nanny plum

emma chamberlain's fashion choices

the grisly origins of fairy tales

101 dalmations' original cruella deville.

horrid henry, captain underpants and phineas and ferb

LEGOOOO

evermore and folklore

lore by aaron manke

neurosurgery

fashun

crime podcasts

the history of mad hatters

interesting things to research about

indian royalty history

transylvania

Elizabeth Báthory (the blood countess)

agatha christie and miss marple

puzzle solving but i'm terrible at it (i’m awesome, i’m trying to be humble)

a deepening disgust at mortal fascination with each other.

aliens

d&d

mathematics

Lockwood and Co.

The sisters grimm

Land of stories

middle grade horror and fantasy books

my instagram threads account

tumblr shitposts

tumblr in general

pjo (ex induced)

scarlet and ivy

THE WELLS AND WONG DETECTIVE SOCIETY (robin stevens ily)

young adult dark fantasy without romance (check point 46)

my goodreads account

ada lovelace

franz kafka, virginia woolf.

my spotify playlists (ethel cain i love u)

joan of arc

rosalind franklin

ted ed videos

witch hunts in scotland and salem.

zoroastrian burials

sherlock and watson

my pinterest

amrita shergill

CRISPR

old disney shows

cricket and india's victory in WC in '83

jhansi ki rani

my childhood tv shows

my yt history

video essays

shane and ryan (watcher or buzzfeed unsolved)

chronically online

jude bellingham

Carlos sainz

a dreaded feeling of separation.

Elsa Schiaparelli

the kelly

monaco

f1

aux en provence

ireland

my artemis fowl phase

harry potter

wales

ryan reynolds and john krasinski

adam sandler movies and similar genres of shitty comedy

cobra kai and the karate kid

superheroes

spiderman variants

bucky and the falcon

charlize theron

vintage watches

conde nast traveller

delhi

benedict cucumberpatch

kristy thompson from the bsc

anne with an e

mr brightside

mitski

podcasts

the sixties, thirties and twentys

maggie smith (downtown abbey and loewe campaigns)

jane birkin

youtube fan edits

stranger things

the irregulars and haunting of hill house

gossip girl (fallacies and legacies)

meryl streep (mammia mia and the devil wears prada)

julie andrews (the sound of music, the princess diaries)

vintage movies

youtube short films and billy joel

the prisoner of azkaban

fred and george weasley and kili and fili

gandalf > dumbledore

margaret - ldr and jack antanoff

alicia and janet (the enid blyton cinematic universe)

sharon tate

my halloween blog 'gore'

arch digest house tours

new york because i'm just a girl

BBC SHERLOCK

Star Trek

the matrix

kill bill, fight club, dr. evil, ocean’s 11

The KJO cinematic universe

Nepo babies

Tim Burton

The Addams Family

Science

Biology

Physics

Chemistry

Mathematics x 2

Nerds

Conspiracy theories

Ethical research

female serial killers

elizabeth bathory

my spotify playlists

billy joel - piano man

youtube edits

saltburn

peppa pig & ben and holly

horrid henry

lost childhood animated tv shows

enid blyton boarding school books

british sitcoms (outnumbered)

house md

characters most like me list on charactour/ openpyschometrics.

the 2 IT zoya akhtar movies

special certain bollywood

teams in red - man united, carlos sainz in Ferrari and RCB.

Formula 1, Tennis, Football & Cricket

Batman&Alfred (Christopher Nolan version duh!)

Dark Knight’s aesthetic

old marvel and DC movies

Superhero Comics

Richard Feynman

Haunted castles

Halloween and Halloween costumes (the only right answer is switching between batman and darth Vader or my Pinterest board)

LEGO (lotr, Harry Potter, marvel and DC lego)

Batman, iron man, and dr strange

ford v ferrari

shang chi

fight club and kill bill

Zack and Cody and phineas and ferb

Karate kid and kung fu panda

karen from outnumbered

philomena cunk

Mercedes, Sebastian Vettel being a nerd and super awesome with pit overtakes, Brocedes + 2019 rookies and Maxiel

2012 grid and 2023 george russel t pose, twitch quartet

Good food and masterchef australia

LUCA

[ao3feed-ineffablehusbandz]

From Eden (Just to Sit Outside Your Door)

From Eden (Just to Sit Outside Your Door)

by evermorepoets

“Tell me you want this too Angel. Tell me that this is more than just a dream because I have dreamt of you for too many nights already.” He paused. “Tell me this is real, and I will worship you and only you for the rest of our days.” “That’s infinity my dear.” “I know.” - Or: A look into Crowley and Aziraphale's love through the ages, expanding on some known exchanges and adding some new.

Words: 1340, Chapters: 1/5, Language: English

Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens)

Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens), Aziraphale & Crowley (Good Omens)

Additional Tags: Inspired by a Hozier Song, Song: From Eden (Hozier), I Wrote This While Listening to Hozier's Music, Mutual Pining, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Pining, Ineffable Husbands (Good Omens), Time Skips, Wings, oh oh (but softer), Bonding, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Love Confessions, the pandemic doesn't exist in this, Hurt/Comfort, Crowley Loves Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley Created the Stars (Good Omens)

From https://ift.tt/pf9L5Q3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/47809114

[xunvyrae]

the wayward shreds of dreams

Pairing: Regulus Black/James Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Minor Relationships (marylily, dorlene, rosekiller) Status: Ongoing

Additional Tags: References to Dead Poets Society and the T.C.B.S., mentions of abuse, walburga black’s a+ parenting, non-binary!regulus, metamorphmagus!regulus, artists!marauders, lots of poetry, the marauders & co form a hogwarts drama club, canon divergent, minor ships, james potter & sirius black have neil perry & charlie dalton vibes respectively, no beta we die like canon marauders, slow burn, really slow, Dead Poets Society References

Summary:

Here come the demiurges of sun and shadow, seekers of light and strippers of darkness down to its marrow. Here come the pursuers of life and weavers of dreams need not borrowed, believers and seekers of paths free of sorrow. Here they come, the young-old gods that push forth the change of tomorrow.

Hogwarts has hundreds of rooms for curious minds and mysteries that have yet to be discovered, yet no room for the hearts of creative demiurges like James Potter and his friends. It’s now in their hands to change that.

A marauders fic recounting their time at Hogwarts, with poetry, art, and theatre added into the mix.

new ongoing fic! yay :) i hope you all enjoy.

a fic that is inspired by my love for the film Dead Poets Society, and a little bit of the film Tolkien.

some of the regulus headcanons on my post will be in this fic! but altered a bit to fit the story.

[ghostflowerdreams]

Hocus Pocus and the All-New Sequel

The book Hocus Pocus and the All-New Sequel by A. W. Jantha was released in 2018, on the twenty-fifth anniversary of the 1993 film, Hocus Pocus. The first part is based on the screenplay of the original movie by Mick Garris, Neil Cuthbert and story by David Kirschner and again, Mick Garris. The second half is the sequel that takes place twenty-five years after the original.

I’m only going to be focusing on the first half of the story to see what’s different in the novelization and the original film and what new information was added to it or if there was any other changes.

Why was Emily Binx picked out of all the other Salem kids?

In the film we only know that Emily was lured away by Sarah’s singing. But in the novel it was revealed that she and the other children in Salem were getting dreams for months, tempting them to go into the forest to find the Sanderson sisters’ cottage.

It wasn’t until the next day, in the early morning of October 31 of 1693, that Emily was lured away by the song. But before that it seems that Sanderson sister’s had specifically targeted Emily. She wasn’t afraid of them because whenever she ran into them in town and they were always nice to her and constantly complimenting her.

It’s not show in the film, but in the novel Emily was reading a book the day before she was lured away...

The Pilgrim’s Progress by John Bunyan, which is a Puritan story in the form of an allegory about the struggles of a pilgrim trying to stay true to his beliefs, avoid temptations, and remain on the narrow path to heaven.

How old was Emily when she died?

She was eight years old.

Where did the Sanderson sisters get the dead man’s toe for the potion?

When Thackery was watching them to find the right time to rescue his sister, he realized that the big toes came from...

George Flamsteed, the kind old fisherman whose boat had capsized in late September. He’d washed ashore untouched—except that he’d been missing both his big toes.

How old was Thackery Binx when he was turned into a immortal black cat?

He was 13 years old.

What happened to the spell book when the Sanderson sisters were hanged?

It was dropped to the ground by a frighten boy named Elijah Morris, who was the judge’s apprentice and Thackery’s best friend. While everyone was distracted and began to shuffle off, the spell book was closed and lifted.

“As the book rose, the eyelid on its cover blinked open and the watery green iris searched out its rescuer. Through a film of cataracts and rain, the spell book’s eye saw thick dark curls obscuring a face, and then it was tucked beneath an arm and secreted away.”

Before being hanged what did Winifred noticed?

There was someone in the back of the crowd. Winifred looked amused to see them and later on it was revealed by Allison that...

“According to town records, this went missing after the Sanderson sisters were hanged. They found it in another woman’s house just a few days later. I guess she wanted to try it out for herself.”

What new sneakers did Max get and why did he get them?

They’re black Nikes which he got from his parents as a pity gift for the abrupt move to Massachusetts. But in the film the sneakers were specifically Nike Air Trainer Platinum.

Why did Max’s family move to Salem and when?

Max’s dad accepted the transfer to a new management position in Salem. It happened in October, only two weeks from Halloween.

How old is Dani?

She’s eight years old.

What’s the name of the high school that Max and Alison go to?

Jacob Bailey High School

When Dani embarrassed Max in front of Alison about how, “Max likes your yabos,” Dani said. “In fact, he loves them.” We also learned that they have a aunt in Seattle.

“Max, meanwhile, wondered how he could possibly redeem himself, or at least explain himself. He also wondered whether his parents would mind if Dani mysteriously went missing and ended up living with their aunt in Seattle.”

Dani didn’t want to go the the Sanderson’s house with Max and Alison, but he promised to do anything she wanted if she did this for him.

Dani patted his shoulder to quiet him. “Okay. Next year we go trick-or-treating as Wendy and Peter Pan”—she leaned in close, her nose almost touching his—“with tights, or it’s no deal.”

We learned that Max went to a baseball camp.

Dani sighed and looked at Allison. “Max failed out of baseball camp,” she said, sounding resigned.

Max tricked the Sanderson sisters with the sprinklers, but before they left...

“Winifred rescued the Black Flame Candle and stuck it in a tall kitchen cupboard, safely away from the strange metal clouds in the ceiling that spilled rain all over her mother’s furniture and carpet.”

In Winifred’s memory it is revealed that there’s a fourth Sanderson sister...

“She’d stood there and clutched the gate and watched a graveyard wedding take place more than three hundred years before—had watched another Sanderson say her vows in the only place where Winifred and her sisters didn’t dare intervene.”

Why did they want more children souls?

Because, you great buffoon,” Winifred said, wondering why the Devil had cursed her mother with so many senseless offspring, we want to live forever, not just until tomorrow. The more children we snatch, the longer we live.”

Why did Winifred go after Dani when Sarah’s song had lured plenty of other children to the house?

“Besides, I want to get that little rat-faced kid that called me—”

“Oh,” Mary said, rushing over, “don’t say it.”

“Ugly?” asked Sarah.

Winifred and Mary both cringed.

“She really hurt my feelings,” whimpered Winifred. “She doesn’t even know me.”

What were those two big cages previously used for?

“Once there, she summoned two of her favorite cages from the closet. They’d once housed Winifred’s prized phoenix twins—the ones Mary set free out of pity at the age of twelve.”

When Alison suggested to use the spell book to find a way to helped Binx, she discovered that Winifred wasn’t the last one to use it. It was someone named...

Elizabeth Sanderson

The film ends with the exhausted parents leaving the Town Hall after being freed from the curse. Then it switches to Jay and Ernie still dangling in their cages, singing ‘Row, Row, Row, Your Boat’, then the camera pans over to the spell book as the eye opens once more. However, in the novel...

Meanwhile, on its podium Winifred’s spell book slowly opened its eye and looked around, feeling the loss of its master. But then it rose into the air. Jay and Ernie screamed and shook the bars of their cages at the strange sight. The book soared out of the window and into the early morning light. It floated above the cemetery and through the town square, passing the crowd of adults who filed, stumbling, out of Town Hall after a night of endless dancing.

It continued flying, higher and higher, seeking its master...

It wouldn’t stop until it found her.

From that we learned that Elizabeth Sanderson, the fourth Sanderson sister is hinted to be still alive. Because who else would the spell book be referring to when it knows Winifred is back in Hell? All it has to do is just wait for her there where she can easily find it.

Even though I focused on the first half of the book, there’s a few things from the the All-New Sequel that I wanted to make a note of on here. Such as...

To prevent another virgin from lighting the remaining stub of the Black Flame Candle...

[Max] Dad bought a safe to lock up the stub of the Black Flame Candle.

...is locked in a safe in our attic. My mom checks on it twice a year, just to make sure no one has gotten their hands on it.

To convince Dani to visit the Sanderson sisters’ cottage, Max made a deal with her that for next Halloween he’ll wear the Peter Pan costume, with the tights while she goes as Wendy. Max kept his promised because...

When Poppy was looking for the key to the Sanderson sisters’ house, she saw a framed photo of her dad and aunt Dani when they were younger, dressed as Peter Pan and Wendy.

We discover that it wasn’t just a random woman that spotted Emily being lured away by the song from her window. 

It was actually Elizabeth Sanderson who tried to stop her, but when she looked away to answer her husband Emily had left.

The reason Elizabeth took the spell book was because...

Once my sisters were hanged, I took up the book to try to bring Emily back from the grave, but it only led a hateful mob right to my doorstep.

At the very end it’s revealed that William "Billy" Butcherson has a brother who might be a witch too, and had his eye taken to be used in the creation of the spell book.