#I normally save faces till the end since they’re my favorite part

[hollytree33]

Ngl I’m proud of her face here and I really need to finish this wip

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Coming home to you!

I wrote this for you after seeing your post on wanting Jade to come home. I dunno if you got him or not but here we go! Also, I saw on your blog that she/her so I made the reader female. I apologize if I got it wrong. Please do know that I wrote this in the feel of the moment and I’m sorry if this doesn’t seem accurate to Jade’s character.

This one is for @clovcly​

Warnings: None just some pure fluff

Part 1

Your POV:

After finishing up your daily schedules you’re waiting for Jade’s return from home. Although you live together Jade has been more busy than normal at work. You’re typically asleep when he comes back and when you leave, he’s either asleep or gone already. Things were about to change though, earlier today you received a text from Jade saying that he’ll come back on time today. Excited to finally see your lover, you decided to prepare both his and your favorite meals to eat tonight. It took some battles in the kitchen as it’s normally Jade who cooks, but you’re happy with the outcome.

You had just finished making dinner when you heard the front door swing open.

Jade’s POV:

At work, his inner thoughts.

I haven’t seen her for a couple of days. I love my work, but I want to see more of her. The only time we get together is when I hold her in bed. It’s frustrating. We’re close but we’re not at the same time. Today should mark the end of all that pent up frustration though. Afterall, the current project I had been working on just wrapped up today.

I should let her know that I can finally come home on time today. With a small smile on his face the eel sends his warning.

“I’ll be back home at my normal time today”

*ding*

“Okay, I’ll be waiting for you!”

The small smile on Jade’s face slowly formed into a bigger grin at the thought of you waiting for him at home.

Jade: Now then, I should get her a surprise on my home today.

Floyd: He’s at it again.

Azul: Let him be, you know how he gets when it comes to her.

Part 2

Attention, there has been a wild eel spotted looking at none other than a moray eel plush. Along with an octopus looking at pots.

Jade’s POV:

Jade: Hmm, should I pick the moray eel for her or the crab plush?

Floyd: Didn’t you already buy her both? How about buying this instead?

Jade: You’re right that suits her much more~

Floyd: Should we get this for Azul as well~

Azul: Count me out of your random purchases.

At the front door:

Jade’s inner thoughts: Shall I try something new and enter through the window instead of the front door. I could make it seem like I’m opening the door with magic then fly in through the window. That would get her attention for sure. Oh, but she’s probably waiting near the door to greet me. I guess that plan would have to wait. Till next time.

Your POV:

Since the door was opening you ran to see your lover after his long day at work. There you greeted him with a warmhearted smile.

You: Welcome back!

Jade: *hugging you* I’m back. Hmm I can smell dinner already. Did you make dinner all by yourself?

You: Nope. Our neighbors came in for a quick visit then they ate all of the food. Grim claimed that he thought it was for him. The food on the table are the ones I forced them to help me make.

Jade: So, Ace, Deuce, Grim, and Yuu all ate the food you made for us?

You: *you smiling without a care in the world cause your man was back home* Yes.

Jade: Well, now I know what I’m doing tomorrow.

You: Ye- wait what! Don’t those poor unfortunate souls are the ones who helped make you dinner in the first place.

Jade: They’re also the ones who ate it all, were they not?

Knowing hell was about to break out you came up with some excuse to save those neighbors of yours. Especially since you know what he’s capable of. Pushing Jade over to the table you finally eat and enjoy a nice conversation. Or so you think.

Jade’s POV:

Honestly I don’t really know what I’m tasting. She’s just too cute. Look at her eating her food like she’s been starved for days. Oh that’s right, the present. I need to make sure I give it to her. I almost forgot about it because of her cuteness.

You: Jade, is there something on my face you keep staring at me.

Jade: No there’s nothing on your face. I’m just staring.

You: *sweating bullets* Are you sure? The face you’re making at me says something else.

Jade: Oh my, you don’t seem to trust your lover. How disappointing.

Fast forward dinner

Your POV:

You and Jade had been cleaning up the dishes when you noticed him disappear. You didn’t think much of it and decided to finish up the rest since there wasn’t much left. Little did you know your lover had quite the surprise for you.

Part 3

Your POV:

Twisting the door to your bedroom open, Jade greeted you in an eel onesie.

This is his pose: 

Baaam! Closing the door one more time because you could hardly believe your eyes. There he was in the middle of bed, in an eel onesie while posing like that one guy. This meant trouble. Taking a deep breath to prepare for what was to come, slowly you open the door once more.

Jade: Come closer~

You were scared of what was to become of the situation. This wasn’t what you had in mind for the events after dinner. Even so, this was the man you feel in love with. You loved his weirdly refreshing actions that caught you off guard. Which is why you didn’t hesitate and jumped into bed.

You: So what are we going to do next?

Jade: Change into this!

After you changed

You: I thought we were going to be matching in eel onesies, but why is it that I’m an anemone?

Jade: Actually, Floyd suggested I get matching ones too. Yet, I knew you would look cuter as an anemone.

Jade was smiling like a fool in pure bliss, there was no way for you to tell him the truth. To be honest, the reason you didn’t want to wear this was because Ace and Deuce both have matching ones. You gave it to them earlier today when they visited. For now, you decided to leave him in the dark before the moment broke.

You: Well, I guess it’s time to go into dreamland now.

Jade: How mean, I was hoping I could have some more fun looking at you like this.

Laying down in bed Jade gave you one more kiss for the night and hugged you tight. Although the two of you slept in the same bed each night you felt closer to him than the other nights. Wrapping your arms around Jade you fell asleep peacefully after wishing him a good night.

Meanwhile next door to the lovely couple: 

Ace: Ariel, listen to me the human world, it's a mess~

Deuce: Life under the sea Is better than anything they got up there

Yuu: The seaweed is always greener in somebody else's lake, you dream about going up there but that is a big mistake

Grim: Under the sea!!!! Under the sea~

Ace: Wait! Grim, that's not the lyrics!

Grim: Well that’s the only lyrics I know!

Deuce: But the lyrics are in front of you!

Yuu: *takes photos of the mess* I should send this to the neighbors~

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THORST COLLAB: Bakugou - Starving till I tasted you

A/N: First: IF YOU’RE UNDER 18, BEGONE FROM MY BLOG SINCE I WRITE MATURE CONTENT!! This one has been sitting in my documents for almost 2 months now. This week inspiration finally struck me once again tho!

This fic is actually a Thorst Collab between my lovely friends & I on Discord. I’m the first one to post mine, so I can’t wait to see what the others will write!

Now.

STRAP ON YOUR SEATBELTS CAUSE THIS MOTHERF!@#$%CKER IS 4.2K+ WORDS LONG

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If someone told you a year ago that you would have enough money to pay off your student debt, buy your dream apartment, help out your family and friends, move abroad and drive in a ’67 Chevrolet Impala, you would’ve died laughing at the joke.

You told yourself it was stupid, buying that lottery ticket. But here you are; $100.000.000,- on your bank account. A young and now rich Omega in her prime. After making sure you had spend part of it wisely, you made sure to live the rest of your life on interest alone.

The first month had been nice. Decorating your new place, going out for dinner every day, getting a new wardrobe, spoiling yourself silly. You got new nesting materials, softer blankets and bigger pillows. It felt nice. Until it didn’t anymore. It started to feel pointless and empty. You felt like you were becoming one of those people that flaunt their money and that isn’t the type of Omega you are.

So here you are. Sitting in your peach colored dress and a numbered paddle in your hand. Tonight, you attend a charity auction. The charity was a rehabilitation program for criminals who want to get back on the right path.

The auction items aren’t exactly… items. They’re Pro Heroes. People could bid on having a date with some of the most desirable Pro Heroes, Alphas, Betas, Omegas, all of them. Even No. 1 hero Deku and No. 4 hero Red Riot are up for auction, both being Omegas.

One of the last dates are being auctioned and you realize you have been zoning out. Not having bid anything yet, you put up your paddle.

“Going once, going twice… SOLD TO NUMBER 917 FOR TONIGHT’S HIGHEST BID OF $300.000,-! A date with explosion pro hero Ground Zero!”

Oh lord. Yes! You got- wait… You got actually got it? You won a date with Pro Hero Ground Zero. Wasn’t he the one with the explosion quirk? Impressive power and always capturing the villains. What separates him from Deku is his social skills. Or lack thereof, to be more precise. Ground Zero isn’t really the type of hero to stick around the people he saved to see if they’re okay.

On top of all that he’s also an Alpha. Highly sought out by Omegas who want a pup, but not the Alpha. His genes are what people want, not the man himself. His personality also making it harder for people to approach him. And you just won a date with the most desired and aggressive Pro Hero Alpha there is.

“Oi!”

The voice behind you pulled you from your thoughts. The subtle scent of caramelized candy apples caught your attention. You turn around and find a handsome Alpha standing there. Arms crossed, cardinal red eyes watching you and his lips in an almost angry looking pout. This is the man you just bought yourself a date with.

“H-hi!” you manage to stammer out.

With a huff, he places a card on your table. You pick it up and see that it’s a business card from Ground Zero’s agency. At the bottom, writing in sleek handwriting, is a phone number. You look back up at him, ready to ask him why he gave this to you. But he’s already turning around and heading for the exit.

“Just contact me when you wanna plan that date things.”

And just like that, you had Ground Zero’s personal phone number.

 ~ A few days later ~

 You’re sitting at a small booth, sipping on your matcha latte. You were a half hour too early, so you decided it wouldn’t hurt to go ahead and order a drink before Bakugou would arrive. In his very first text he made it clear to call him ‘Bakugou’ and not by his hero name. He said that it would feel too much like an interview otherwise. In return you told him to just call you ‘Y/N’.

After some back and forth texting the last couple of days, you two agreed to meet up at a local coffee shop. Not a lot of people know about this shop. It’s small and the interior looks more like cozy living room than a flashy coffee shop. It was your favorite place to sit down and enjoy a cup of coffee, tea or like right now, matcha latte.

Neither of you had any set plans for the rest of the day. Just kind of going with the flow seemed like the way to go. This would give you the freedom to hopefully have a quiet ‘date’. But you can’t really know that for sure when the person you’re on a date with is a Pro Hero.

The sound of the bell above the front door rings. You look up and see him walk in. Sitting all the way in the back, you can’t even smell him scent. Weren’t Alpha’s supposed to have very strong scents? Maybe he’s on suppressants?

He scans the shop, probably looking for you. His eyes land on you. He walks over and sits across from you. He leans back against the chair and swings his right arm over the arm rest while the left one is resting on the table. His eyes trail down from your face to the drink in your hands.

“I see you couldn’t wait for me to arrive,” he gruffly says.

“Uh-uhm, yeah. Sorry, I was super early. I hope you don’t mind.”

The silence that spreads between you two makes your Omega feel uncomfortable. Something doesn’t feel right and you’re starting to think that the Alpha in front of you truly doesn’t want to do any of this. So, to make it a little more bearable for yourself, you pump out a small amount of calming pheromones. Just to take the edge of this meeting.

Bakugou keeps looking at you. Until he finally picks up the menu card and says: “It’s fine. It’s your day, after all.”

He was right, you figured. But you still wanted him to have a pleasant time today too.

And so the day continues. The conversation isn’t very lengthy or deep. You discuss basic things like work, hobbies, favorite food. After a while the conversation kind of dies down. You suggest you two head out and into town. The man in front of you doesn’t seem overly thrilled about it, but still agrees.

When you go up to the front to pay, you hear him quickly walking up to you. He pulls your arm back. Surprised, you let out a small sound of shock and look up at him. A confused look is on his face and he pulls his hand away from you.

“The heck are you trying to do?”

Confused, you say: “Uh, paying?”

“I see that, but why? Omegas don’t pay when they’re with Alphas.”

Wow. At first you didn’t know how to respond to this remark. True, Omegas usually aren’t the ones paying on dates. In the past an Alpha would go out and hunt for their Omega. Since the hunting days are over and many Omegas work nowadays, treating them on dates are a way to show the Omega they can provide for them.

“Well,” you say as you hand over the money to the Beta barista behind the counter and thank him, “I don’t know about other Omegas, but I’m perfectly capable of paying for drinks too. I can provide just as well as any Alpha.”

You two walk outside and turn left to head into town. You’ve been meaning to go to the bookstore and hopefully find some new reading material. Two birds, one stone, right?

“Tsk, should’ve known a rich Omega like you doesn’t like to be told what to do,” Bakugou mumbles to himself.

You stop in your tracks. What? Was that really what he thought of you? A rich and snobby Omega?

Realizing you’re not walking beside him anymore, Bakugou turns around. Your head is bowed in shame. Normally your scent smells like peaches and hazelnuts, but now it turns into that of rotten fruit. You feel called out. For winning the lottery, for treating this Alpha to some drinks, for basically buying yourself a date with someone who clearly wishes to be anywhere else but here.

Your voice shakes, but you gather all your courage. “I’ll admit I was given a lot more financial freedom recently. And yes, I don’t like being told what to do. I believe everyone should be treated equally, regardless of their second gender. But I have never in my life asked for something. I was taught to work hard, to help people and to help and reward the people that help you.”

You pick up your head and look him straight in the eyes, politely smile and say: “I’m sorry you had to do this. This isn’t really how you planned your day would go. You can go, if you want to.”

As you pass him, determent to still go to the bookstore, you feel a weight being lifted from your heart. It really is unfair to the Alpha to make him go on a date with someone he doesn’t like. Deep down inside your Omega whines sadly. She recognized a good and safe provider in the Alpha, one who isn’t driven by hormones to just get an Omega pregnant. One who isn’t controlled their Alpha status. Too bad his Alpha isn’t interested in the Omega.

“Fuck, crap- wait! Shit!”

The cursing Alpha quickly catches up to you. He stops in front of you, holding up his hands to halt you. “Okay, fuck-just… let me explain.”

You cross your arms at him and wait for him to continue.

“Okay, so… Listen, I’ve been a real dick to you. Not just today, but basically since that charity event when I gave you my card. It was wrong of me assume anything about you. Shit Y/N, you’ve been nothing but nice to me. You don’t mind carrying the cost of a date, you’re not flaunting it around town that you’re spending time with a Pro Hero, you put up with my shitty responses and that isn’t how you should be treated. Or anyone for that matter! You deserve a proper date. So just, maybe I can make it up to you?”

By the end of his apology, Bakugou practically gives you angry puppy eyes in an attempt to ask for forgiveness. He reminds you of an angry Pomeranian. Smiling, you tell him that you forgive him. This day is supposed to be a fun one.

“But! You’ll have to carry the books I’ll buy as a punishment. And just so you know, I always come out with two shopping bags,” you tell him.

Bakugou just grins. “Fine. They’ll probably weigh nothing for me.”

Something in the air changes. A little sniff of your nose helps you identify the change. The scent coming from the Alpha next to you is slightly peaked. You heard that when an Alpha is preening their scents get stronger. You hardly think that’s the reason. Maybe it’s just because he’s in better mood now. Whatever the reason, you find yourself agreeing with your Omega; it’s a very nice scent.

 ~ An hour and a half later ~

 “I’ve never met someone who spends over an hour inside a bookstore!”

“I told you when we came in that it could take a while,” you reply to Bakugou’s complaints.

“You do this with nesting stuff too? You know, blankets and shit,” he asks.

In both his hands, Bakugou is carrying a bag containing close to twenty books you can add to your bookcases back at home. Even underneath the sleeves of his hoodie you can see the muscles of his arms. He’s not as bulky as Pro Heroes Deku and Red Riot, but those muscles are pretty impressive. You bet your money that those thighs could squish a watermelon. You can practically feel the water filling your Omega’s mouth. She wants nothing more than to chomp down on those delicious shoulders. And honestly, you wouldn’t mind that either.

You remember you were asked a question. “I do. How else am I gonna know I made the right choice? All of those blankets and shit, as you put it, go in my nest. I’m at my best with a perfect nest.” A confident smile forms on your face and from the corner of your eye you can see Bakugou looking at you. A small smirk creeps up on his face.

While enjoying our little banter, you both failed to notice the Alpha towards the two of you. Until he opened his mouth. “I bet I can make your nest even better, little Omega.”

The other guy stops right in front of you, completely ignoring the Alpha next to you. You’re shocked and take a step back to create some distance between you again. But the guy doesn’t let up and steps closer again.

“No, now get lost,” you firmly say. This wasn’t the first Alpha-asshole you encountered.

“Awh, why the sour face, baby? Bet I’ll be more fun than the hedgehog here.”

“Oi, asshole! She said to get lost.” The smells of pheromones of two Alphas are dominating the air. The strongest one being the creepy guy, Bakugou’s not so much. You honestly confused on that point. With an Alpha as desirable as Bakugou, you truly expected a stronger scent.

You can’t help but release your own distressed scent. The tension is getting to you. Even other people noticed and are stopping to see how this plays out.

The creep briefly looks at Bakugou before returning his attention on you. “Come on, baby. Ditch this  guy and then you and I can have our fun. What do you say?”

He extends his hand to put it on our waist and before you know it, you slap his hand away and punch him in the face. He stumbles back while cupping his now bleeding nose. Screaming in pain and shouting names at you. He’s beyond pissed; punched by a fucking Omega!

The adrenaline is pumping through you and every instinct in your body is telling you to run. Hide. Find an Alpha to protect you. You’re frozen on the spot. Your mind shutting down.

That’s when you feel a hand tugging you away. Your Omega recognizes the person this scent belongs to. Caramel candy apples. Bakugou.

You don’t know where he’s taking you. Your mind still processing things. All you know is to follow. ‘Cause he’ll lead to safety. Alphas keep Omegas safe. Follow. Safety. Alpha.

By the time you get to take in your surroundings, you realize you’re in an office. An office? What are you doing here? You look around and see a wooden desk with a black leather chair. A small bookcase, a closet and a couch with coffee table. A puffy black rug is covering the wooden floor, complimenting the one black wall behind you. The other walls are a tinted orange color.

The scent hanging in this office is… comforting. Soothing. Safe. You’re safe in here.

You’re seated on the couch. Wrapped in something soft. A blanket. A big, fluffy and soft blanket. The scent is even stronger on the blanket. You slowly inhale, imprinting this delicious mix of sweetness. After a couple seconds you finally notice the man next to you. Bakugou grins as he sees your focus shifting to him.

“I take it the blanket is approved,” he jokes.

You slowly nod. This small little cocoon makes you feel less vulnerable. Just like the presence of Bakugou next to you. It feels right. “Where are we?”

“Oh yeah, fuck. We’re at my agency. This is my office.”

You’re confused. “Your office? Why? I’m sorry, I kind of… froze. Can you tell me what happened afterwards?”

The smile that spreads on his face makes you feel funny inside. “What happened?! Y/N, you punched that fucker right in his fucking face! Shithead had it coming, tho. You just beat me to it. Omega or not, you know how to fight.”

You two look at each other and burst out laughing as you think back to that glorious moment. The creep definitely didn’t see your punch coming. It feels good to know the man next to you thinks you’re a decent fighter. He seems to actually be enjoying your company. Maybe he’s one of those people that are careful with who they get comfortable with. It feels good to know he feels like he can relax a bit more around you now.

You jokingly nudge him and say: “I bet I can even take you on, you big grump.”

“Oh yeah?” His eyebrow is raised, grinning with his canines on display. “Prove it then.”

Knowing a challenge when you see one, you keep your eyes fixed on his cardinal ones and slowly lean in closer. Baring your neck to the side in submission to lure in his Alpha. Your Omega is very pleased by the motion. Just as he moves to lean in too, you throw the blanket in his face, grab his neck and shove him down on the ground. Stradling him and jabbing your elbow into his side, pressing your nails into the skin of his neck.

Smiling down at the man below you; “How’s that, Alpha?”

A short lived victory as he snarls and the two of you roll over, with Bakugou keeping you pinned underneath his weight. He may not look like it, but this man weighs a ton!

“If you’re trying to be a worthy opponent, why not call me by my first name? It’s ‘Katsuki’,” he breathes heavily atop of you.

Next to your ear you hear a low grumbling sound. Still seeing this as a playfight you laugh and reach back. Your fingers finding pressure points in his neck, making him let go of you. This gives you the chance to overpower him again and straddle him once more while holding his wrists above his head.

Victorious once again, you look down. Growling and teeth bared, the air around you growing thick. The smell surrounding you hits you like thunder. The caramelized candy apple scent overwhelming your senses. Your eyes travel down to his neck and see something you failed to notice before; gland patches. Patches to block someone’s scent from becoming too noticeable. That’s why the other Alpha smelled so much stronger. But now, now you’re drowning in it. You can pick up on rage, possessiveness and… arousal. As much as he’s growling and snarling at you, you know that he’s enjoying this too.

Chuckling at you, he cranes his neck. His face now closer to you than a moment ago. “I’m pretty sure I just got my ass handed by the most perfect Omega.” His words push through the alarm bells his instincts are sending off. His Alpha is not pleased about being pinned down. But as it takes in the Omega’s scent of peaches and hazelnuts, it can’t help but lie down and surrender itself to this tasty smelling Omega. An Omega that can fight back. An Omega that can hold him close. An Omega worthy of carrying his pups.

His Omega.

Before either can properly get out any words Bakugou has wrestled his hands free and grabs a hold of your hips while your hands pull his face closer and seal the distance between your lips. The taste of sugar coated apples is even stronger on his lips and you can’t get enough of it.

His fingers press deeply in your skin, kneading the flesh. His hips pushing upwards while holding you in place. The low rumbling sound in the back of his throat being accompanied by your mewling. You wanted more of him, your Omega needed more.

The Alpha makes his displeasure heard. You both part to breathe in fresh air. His lidded eyes are on fire and following every movement you make. Your hands slip down to his collarbones and settle on his shoulders. The path of your hands make Bakugou throw back his head. His body is pressing into yours desperately, like he has no control over it anymore. His growling increases in volume.

Through gritted teeth he manages to speak to you. “Fuck, Omega. What are you doing to me?”

Taking a leap of faith, you answer: “I don’t know. All I know right now is that I need capable Alpha to take care of me. Are you that Alpha, Katsuki?”

Before you can even blink, you’re being rolled over again. This time you’ll let him have his way. His hands are sliding their way up to your chest, grabbing the front of your shirt and tearing it apart. You try to protest, but you’re stopped by the warning growl of his Alpha. You lay back down and occupy yourself with running your fingers through his hair. Your gently massage making the Alpha let out a content sound.

Entranced by the man above you, you hardly even notice his onslaught on your clothes. And his own clothes. Getting those replaced will be a worry for later, your Omega decide. All you need to focus on right now is Katsuki. You want this Alpha to mate you and it needs to happen right now, or else your Omega just might perish on the spot.

That’s when you feel it. The hard and heavy feeling of his cock rutting itself against your core. Your body can’t help but react to it and release a good amount of slick. Katsuki’s mouth nipping along your collarbones as your bare you neck in submission. You feel his fangs graze your scent glands and you start to whimper desperately.

“Fuck, Y/N. Keep making those pretty noises,” Katsuki says.

“Yes, Alpha, yes. Just-ah shit! Just fuck me already!” you loudly exclaim.

Now who is Katsuki to deny such a nice plea from such a good Omega?

Wasting no time, he slides himself inside. The stretch making you cry out for more, deeper, more, anything he can give you. You just know you need more. Barely able to hold himself back from ramming himself inside and fucking you like you’re in a heat, he takes his time for your to fully take him in. A sigh of satisfaction leaves you both when he finally does.

Your legs wrap around his waist and try to pull him deeper in. Your fingers curl around his spikey locks and tug harshly to get him moving. Grunting, Katsuki finally complies. Being buried inside you sends him into over-drive. You feel too damn good around him. He feels too good inside you as he sets in a brutal rhythm. You’re pretty sure no other man could ever make you feel this good. No other Alpha could ever please your Omega ever again. Feeling his body slam into yours like his life depends on it is possibly the best feeling in the world. Your lungs are sending out a mix of his name, pleas for more, for him to go faster.

Katsuki can’t help it, he can’t stop himself anymore. He need to do this, he needs you, his Alpha needs to mate your Omega. Give her everything she wants and all that she’ll take. Only the best for his Omega, he will be worthy of giving her pups.

You can feel the base of his cock starting to inflate. His knot. His knot is growing. As soon as you notice, you start to claw at his back. A need filling you till the point you’re almost bursting.

“Alpha! Knot, please- Alpha, knot me- I need- Need your knot, Alpha!” you scream in desperation.

He wants to. Oh, he wants to so badly. But in the back of his mind there’s one braincell left that tells him that now is not the time nor the place. His Omega deserves better.

“You deserve better than to be knotted in my office, Y/N,” he moans, “please give me a chance to give you something better one day. I’ll be the best fucking Alpha there is!”

You love the sound of that. Something better. Somewhere in the future. A future with Katsuki. “Yes, Kastuki! Only you, you’re the only Alpha, please, I’m so cl-“

The moment he sinks his teeth into the flesh just above your collarbone, you’re send into a world of blinding lights and exploding fire. His name keeps falling from your lips. The waves of fire keep pulsing through your body.

The tight grip around him becomes too much for Katsuki. He needs to pull out or else he’ll knot you for sure. When he you keep chanting his name, he pulls out and covers you in thick, long, white streams of his cum. Covering you in his seed, marking you as his in an obscene, but beautiful way.

“Look at you, perfectly covered in my cum,” he pants.

You preen at the compliment. A content scent is released. The smell of a happily fucked Omega. Katsuki could get addicted to this smell.

With the shredded pieces of clothing he cleans you up. He pulls the blanket you discarded earlier over you both as he lies down next to you. Your tired and warm body cuddles closer to him. He drinks in your scent a you purr softly.

“What did you have the blanket for in your office?” you ask with a yawn.

Katsuki looks down at your half-asleep face. A smile forms on his lips as he gently kisses the top of your head.

“I kept it for my future mate.”

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[hawaiian-has-moved]

you aren’t cannon. beetlebabes is more cannon than you. at least that shit was in the musical and movie and cartoon.

Need I remind you idiots, since I have already said I'm no longer being nice to you anymore.

That I do not give a damn what you think it looked like to you in that fucked up brain of yours, it's still p*dophilia. Man it's almost sad I live this rent free in your head for existing. I just exist and your blood boils. It's cute.

Anyway, Lydia is a minor in every version.

And if you think the wedding in the movie was romantic. Man every gross man I've cringed at for being a creepo must have been true love.

But see, that's the thing you people don't get huh? Consent. Consent does not exist to you. If it did you wouldn't fight when people say that Lydia is a minor and therefore cannot consent. It doesn't click because you found something hot about shipping this developing teen with this old as fuck perv.

But oh? Is that not enough for you, you cry, begging to justify your vile ship. Allow me to humor you and go through the other versions.

In fact! I'll analyze a whole song just for you.

Also please look at yet another picture of Lydia obviously not having it.

Way back when I was just ten

Simple and sweet

Everywhere, fellas would stare

Out on the street

And I felt used

Kinda confused

I would refuse to look in their eyes

But now I really love creepy old guys

This is kinda obvious, she's been preyed on before by men. So basic p*do trying to gr**m a kid scenario. But the satire to the song of course is that "it's all fine now" Which it's obviously not, she's just using this to trick him so they can send him back as an end goal.

We all do!

Gum disease

Skin like grilled cheese

Saggy old asses

(Saggy old asses)

Cute and vile

Hey baby, smile

To each girl that passes

They make me blush

(Can't get enough)

Now one of 'em loves me, wants to be mine

(That's right)

Marrying my own creepy old guy!

(I'm a creepy old guy)

This is just more playing out the satire of pretending it's okay, but with Beej chiming in because he already lacks the knowledge that this is grooming and it's not okay. Tricking him into thinking this is fine to end up killing him is a breeze.

My creepy old guy, my creepy old guy

I'm so happy I could cry

Girls may seem disgusted, but we're actually just shy

It's not uncommon that I've heard about or heard someone get told that they're just shy when a gross ass old man or someone is trying to gr**m a kid. It's gaslighting and manipulation in most cases. So for them to say that it's because they're actually just shy as part of the satire is the point.

My creepy old groom (creepy old groom)

Play that wedding tune

Hey folks, step aside

(I am older, but I'm glad I waited)

And if you've watched a bootleg, you would recall Barbara right here smiling and then turning away with eyes wide, like "this is not fucking okay" Kind of look on her face. But yeah this is another one of those phrases that you hear too often in these gross situations.

'Cause here comes the bride

I am marrying my creepy old guy

(Creepy old guy, creepy old guy, creepy old guy)

He's my creepy old guy

(Creepy old guy, creepy old guy, creepy old guy!)

Fix his hair

Get him prepared

For Armageddon

Again if you have seen a bootleg, here Lydia puts a finger to her lips and goes shhhh. Because Armageddon is Beejs death.

Sure, the groom

Crawled out of a tomb

But hey, hey, it's a wedding!

He's really fucking old guys. There is a huge age gap and this is p*dophilia.

So dim the lights

Pick up some rice

Say something nice

It's my day to shine

I'm getting hitched to my creepy old guy

(It's showtime)

Creepy old guy, creepy old guy

She's marrying a creepy old guy

Have you guys seen "Lolita"?

This is just like that, but fine

I have not seen Lolita, but I have been told it's similar to this who marriage scenario and is mega bad. Now if it were Lolita fashion, that is made to ward off men, so I assume it's a movie from what info I have.

Creepy old dude, creepy old dude

Our faith has been renewed

Now love is alive!

Wave your baby girl goodbye

I am walking down the aisle

I wanna see a tear in every eye as I pass by

I know that on the outside he's disgusting

And even on the inside, he's disgusting

This whole scenario is fucking vile. He's vile.

But I know that this time, I'm makin' it right

(Making it right, making it right!)

With my family by my side

O.M.G.

Dressed to a "T"

Fancy and formal

I found me a wife

L'chaim to life

This is so normal!

I was ignored

But now, I'm adored!

'Cause I extorted, tortured, and lied

Give it up for my underage bride!

They've done it, they have successfully tricked him into thinking this is okay with no funny business. But he's about to get stabbed. L'chaim to life is a nod at him being Jewish, also he had a Kippah in the DC version which backed this joke, but it fell off a lot ig so he doesn't have it now. Traditionally there was a lot of marrying women off to much older men for property and stuff, as most religions do/did tho. I was in a production of Fiddler on the roof for example and that was the whole premise.

Here comes the bride

Here comes the bride

God be glorified

I can't believe some cultures think this kind of thing's alright

My creepy old guy

My creepy old guy

Doesn't he deserve a chance at life?

Oh yeah, that's right

Yeah, that's right

So let's make him alive!

I am marrying my creepy old guy!

Guy, guy, guy, creepy old guy

Guy, guy, creepy old guy

Guy, guy

(I have chills)

Yeah!

And then they stab him and the till death do we part sign over the stage all makes sense now because the wedding vows are undone and since he's recently deceased he almost returns to the netherworld.

Etcetera etcetera... But of course you guys go tome deaf at that one when it plays if I remember right.

Oh right, the cartoon, of course, I knew just what you were thinking don't worry. You're thinking "oh well what about the comics, and the valentine cards! And and the animators who drew lewd stuff of Lydia!" Well.... Haha! Still p*dophilia! And also I have seen the infamous Lydia drawing and it's got her head shape, nose, lips, but it's not fully her. Even if it was again my first point, still p*dophilia. And yeah just because the people who worked on it drew it, doesn't make it suddenly okay. Ffs...

I couldn't even find a cartoon wedding that wasn't fan drawn to match this one. Because that doesn't exist! But I do have my favorite point to make.

Beetlejuice's look into Lydia's future in Pest O' the West.

Now why you b*bes were busy being p*dos and gr**ming kids on the internet into thinking this shit is okay, I was mastering the art of common fucking sense.

Beej makes a joking remark that he cannot see into the future while hiding from Bully the Crud, but when he does as per usual, his puns and phrases make his magic go to work. So a crystal ball appears in front of him showing the future in the images I've provided.

Lydia, doing a heaping pile of dishes as a ghost for bully and all of their kids, very unhappy and driven insane. Because imagine what being married to someone it's obviously wrong to be with would do to her mind. He hates seeing her like this, so he rushes to save her. Which he successfully does.

Toon is actually the one with canon evidence of this shit being not okay to him.

Also before anyone tries to say it, no the movie and cartoon aren't connected, she doesn't even live in Winter River in the cartoon that should have made it obvious. Besides she's like 14-16 in the movie. So I don't think she de-aged.

Lastly, two things that are off topic. I believe it's spelled canon, and before anyone goes saying fiction doesn't effect reality, I would like you to explain to me how being a Jedi is a official religion if that is so true.

See anon! I gave you my special, condescending talk that too two hours to type on my phone! You stalked me endlessly and I picked you as the special anon that, I didn't deletes ask for being a gross piece of shit in a minors ask box! Wow. That searching my name clicking on my asks, and typing out all that so I could live rent free in your head really.... Didn't work lol. I may have took two hours to type this, but I assure you I will forget about you in 2 days max. Because unlike you, I have better things to do than ship a minor with an ancient demon. Bye bye now, be sure to rant about me with pure rage to your house p*do friends so that my existence may spread further into other people's minds! Woo... Being famous is so tough. 😉

[atomic-taco-muffin]

The Lost Princess Chapter 8

Warnings: angst, angst, and a whole bunch more angst. fluff at the end though 

Rating: SFW

Mickey was walking in the forest in Twilight Town while wearing the Organization jacket and spotted a man wearing the same coat. The two of stared at each other for a moment and the man took his hood off. Mickey gasped and jumped back and summoned his keyblade. Ansem looked at Mickey and smirked. He put a blindfold on and transformed into 

“Riku!” Mickey said as he ran to him. 

“Your Majesty,” Riku said. 

“Gosh, I’ve been worried about you! Where have you been all this time?” 

“I’ve been...searching for a way to conquer the darkness within me while we wait for Sora to awaken and also finding (Y/N).” 

“I know you want to protect her. She’s very special.” 

“She’s more than special. She’s my best friend. Along with Sora’s.” 

“The way you looked--” 

“You don’t have to worry about me. I’m getting the hang of keeping the darkness under control.” 

“And Sora...Did something go wrong with fixing all his memories?”

“There’s a reason the Organization’s been quiet since our battle at Castle Oblivion. And now I know it’s not because a depletion in members had made them weak. Taking Sora’s memory apart piece by piece was only the first step in what they were trying to do at Castle Oblivion. And I think they needed more time to fix his memory.” 

“You know, you and me were both looking into what the Organization was up to, but what I saw didn’t look like much. Almost like they were trying to buy some time...” 

“Right. Sora’s memories are what they’re after. Along with (Y/N)’s powers. And they needed all this time until now to absorb every piece of it.” 

“Huh?” 

“The process of putting his memory back together has gone nowhere...They have what’s most precious to Sora...his memories of Kairi.” 

“Well, then you have to let me help! Maybe I could get the memoires back! And maybe save (Y/N) from the Organization!” 

“I’ve got that covered, Your Maji--I mean Mickey. Instead, I wanted to ask you for a favor.” 

“What would that be?” 

“I have to face one of the Organization members soon. Apparently, they know about (Y/N)’s past and the secrets to her powers. I might not survive the fight. And if I do, it might be because I gave in to the darkness. That means you’re the only one who will be there for Sora, Donald, Goofy, and hopefully (Y/N)--the only one who can guide them when they’re safe.” 

“Riku...” 

“Promise me, Mickey. When our friends are found, you have to be there to help them out.” 

“I promise, Riku.” 

~~~~

You and Vanitas were walking around the castle grounds, getting to know each other better. It was nice to see your grumpy brother being happy. Especially around you. The two of you were heading back into the castle when all of a sudden a group of Neoshadows appeared. You hid behind Vanitas as he summoned his keyblade. 

“Now, now Vanitas. (Y/N) should learn how to fight against these creatures herself.” You looked up and saw your father standing on your balcony. 

“Daddy? Why are you doing this?” you asked. 

“It’s time for you to embrace your powers. Show me your dark side.” 

“I’m not gonna let that happen,” Vanitas said. 

“Does my pupil betray me to protect a spirit? Pathetic,” Xehanort said. You were so confused at what he meant by the word spirit. What did he mean? And what did he mean about your powers and the dark side? It suddenly hit you that your father was full of darkness. 

“Daddy? Please tell me you’re not part of the darkness,” you said. 

“He is. The only reason he wanted you was that he could use his powers for his plan to summon Kingdom Hearts,” Vanitas said. 

“Daddy, please don’t do this! I just wanted a normal life with you and Vani!” 

“Fine then. Guess I’ll just have to kill you then,” Xehanort said. 

“What?! I don’t wanna die! Daddy, just please don’t do this!” you said. A Neoshadow lunged at you but Vanitas stopped it before it could hurt you. 

“(Y/N), do you trust me?” he asked. 

“Of course I trust you,” you said. He opened a portal and looked at you. 

“Go through that portal and find some place where you can be safe,” he said. 

“But what about you?” 

“I’ll be fine. Now go.” You gave Vanitas a hug goodbye and ran into the portal before the Neoshadows could harm you.

“Guess I’m gonna have to teach you a lesson for betraying me,” Xehanort said. 

“Anything to protect my sister,” Vanitas said. 

~~~~

You exited the portal and arrived on a island. You looked around and saw two boys playing. You thought that these children would be able to help you so you walked over to them. 

“Um, excuse me,” you said. The two boys stopped playing and looked at you. 

“Hi. I’m Sora. Are you new here?” a boy with brown hair asked. 

“I-I guess you can say that.” 

“Where did you come from?” A boy with silver hair asked. You were about to say that you were from Scala ad Caelum but heard a voice that sounded like Vanitas telling you not to. 

“I-I’m not sure,” you lied. 

“That’s okay. Some of the people here don’t remember how they got here either,” Sora said. 

“O-okay. That makes me feel a little better.” 

“I’m guessing you don’t know where your family is. Here, come with us. We can become best friends,” the silver haired boy said. 

“Okay.” You followed the two boys and soon became best friends. You told them your name and some of your favorite things. Sora’s parents were generous and let you stay at his house. 

“Thank you for your hospitality. I don’t know how I can repay you,” you said. 

“You don’t have to. And you can stay here as long as you like,” Sora said. 

“Thank you, Sora.” 

“Anytime.” The two of you got to know each other better till the both of you fell asleep. 

[freebooter4ever]

Eugene’s Fourth Date

AU where Eugene and Merriell meet before the war. Merriell Shelton is about to meet Eugene’s parents and have dinner with them for the first time (along with his sister of course). And afterwards Eugene takes Merriell to the nearby old watering hole where he and Sid used to go skinny dipping as kids. There Eugene makes Merriell an offer he can’t ignore.

Merriell is uncomfortable being served. Eugene sees it in Merriell's eyes as the other boy tracks the movement of Rose and Tee around the table. Instead of treating servants as a natural part of the ebb and flow of everyday dinner, Mer takes the time to say please and thank you after each serving. It contradicts all the social etiquette Eugene grew up surrounded in.

Luckily Eugene's parents are so busy answering Mairzy's uninhibited stream of questions, they don't seem to notice her brother's discomfort.

Mairzy is the star of the table. She is precocious and quick to laugh and chatty in a way that includes everyone whether or not they want to be included. Even his father's stoic demeanor melts when Mairzy starts talking about saving a litter of kittens and taking care of them till she could bring them to school and adopt them into good homes.

"Took a quarter of my paycheck just to feed 'em every week," Merriell whispers to Eugene in a quiet complaint. Mer finds Eugene's hand under the tablecloth and pulls it into his lap. Despite Mer's words, Eugene can see he's proud of his little sister. His eyes shine, and his smile is beautifully genuine again. Mer is hard to resist when he is so temptingly happy. Eugene squeezes their hands together hard, but it isn't enough.

There's a part of him that wants to clasp their hands together above the table. He wants to be able to lean in and kiss Merriell on the cheek. And to have his mother beam proudly at him like she does with his brother and his fiance.

His father says something while Eugene's mind is wandering. Whatever was said, it makes Merriell laugh. And when Merriell throws his head back in a guffaw, all Eugene can think about is kissing his neck.

"Gene," Merriell leans in and mutters to him.

It startles Eugene out of his reverie, "Yeah?"

"You're staring," Merriell says quiet enough that only Eugene can hear.

"Sorry," Eugene turns back to the table at large.

Unexpectedly Eugene feels Merriell's forefinger run tantalizingly down the inside of Eugene's wrist. If Mer wants Eugene to stop being distracted he's certainly not helping. Eugene's entire focus is on Merriell, even when he's not looking at him. 

He tries not to hold it against him.

As dinner comes to a close, Eugene notices Merriell getting twitchy. Every time Rose brings out a new platter of desserts, Merriell starts eyeing the empty plates already on the table like he's about to pounce. Eugene senses that any moment the boy will leap up and start clearing dirty dishes.

"Mother, I was telling Mairzy about the collection of books you kept from your childhood," Eugene says, "Would you mind showing her?"

"Oh, what a great idea," his mother exclaims, "Yes, you must see our library." she daintily rises from the dinner table and helps Mairzy out of her chair. The two of them make their way into the hall and his father excuses himself to disappear into his study - once again leaving Eugene and Merriell on their own.

After a brief second of eye contact between them, Merriell gets to his feet and starts organizing dishes into piles.

"Mer," Eugene admonishes and places his hand gently on top of Shelton's, "Let me do this. You go join Mairzy in the library."

Merriell turns his hand around and catches Eugene's wrist. He tugs Gene a few steps closer and presses their lips together. Eugene encircles his hands around Merriell's slim waist and kisses him back tenderly. It only takes that little bit of encouragement for Mer to thread his fingers into Eugene's hair and press forward the last few inches till their bodies are flush.

Eugene pours into the kiss all the pining and affection he hid during dinner.

Mer is overwhelmed by it. He breaks the kiss and leans his forehead against Gene's cheek. "Jesus, Gene," he murmurs. His hands remain tangled tight in Eugene's hair. He sags against Eugene's body, clinging like Eugene sucked all the life out of him.

"Don't let my mother hear you take the lord's name in vain like that," Eugene scolds playfully.

"Don't think it's my mouth she's gotta be worried about," Mer murmurs back, "Exactly how much practice have you gotten with that, Sledge?"

"Just you," Eugene replies, "And Sid once when we were kids. Guess I'm a quick learner."

"Ahem," Rose gently clears her throat.

Without warning Merriell slips out of Eugene's grasp and disappears down the hall like a ghost. Eugene is left suddenly bereft and wondering how he got that way.

"Sorry!" Eugene says nervously to Rose, "Let me help you." He finishes organizing the plates Merriell started collecting. His hands are shaking a little too hard to be gentle enough. He drops two bowls together and one of them cracks.

"Eugene?" Rose says quietly, in the same voice she used when he was a kid - when he regularly got caught drawing in his notebooks instead of doing homework.

"I'm so sorry, I'll get the broom, or…" he starts.

"Eugene, it's okay. Just be careful," Rose says with her meaning clearly extending to things beyond broken dishes.

He stops cleaning the table and looks at her. Her eyes are kind, and sympathetic. "Thank you," he nods, "Thank you, I will."

"How about you wash, and I'll clear?" she suggests with a little smile.

Eugene feels a wash of relief. "Good idea," he says, and retreats to the kitchen to start the water. It's calming, doing the dishes for Rose. He hasn't done this since high school started, and it makes him stop and think about why.

Once all the dishes are off the table Rose starts taking the clean dishes from Eugene and drying them. It's a familiar pattern, and Eugene finds himself quickly calming down.

"He's very handsome, your boy," Rose comments, "He has a good smile."

Eugene grins despite himself, "He is. Very handsome."

"I have a younger brother in Philadelphia," Rose says, "He lives with his best friend of over ten years there, they're very happy together."

"Not sure if that fits within my mother's definition of happiness," Eugene says in a small voice, "But, I appreciate it."

"If you find love in unstable times, be sure to embrace it," Rose advises.

Eugene chuckles. Embracing Merriell is definitely not the problem. Leaving his embrace, on the other hand…."I'll try," he promises.

When the dishes are finished, Eugene walks back towards the library. He stops before he gets there. Because at the end of the hall is the silhouette of Merriell standing just outside and out of sight of the open library door - listening in secret.

Knowing both his parents are occupied, Eugene steps forward and places a hand on the small of Merriell's back.

Shelton flinches away.

"Everything is fine," Eugene whispers, "We can trust Rose."

Merriell nods without turning around. He watches Eugene's mother read a book to Mairzy. She and Mairzy are sitting in one of the library's large wingback chairs facing away from the door. From the sound of it the novel is Anne of Green Gables. A reasonable choice for a talkative little girl with a wild imagination and no parents.

Merriell is unusually silent. He leans his face against the door jamb and stares. His expression is hollow, and it scares Eugene a little.

"Shelton," Eugene says quietly, sliding his hand into the other boy's, "Follow me?"

Merriell turns to him, looks at him blankly, and then nods once. Eugene leads him out the backdoor to the wraparound porch. There's a porch swing back here, hidden behind a windowless alcove of the house.

Eugene takes a seat and waits for Shelton to join him.

Merriell settles on the opposite side of the swing from Eugene and draws his knees up to his chest. He pulls out a cigarette and lights it.

Normally Eugene's mother would murder anyone smoking on her property but tonight Eugene lets it slide.

"My mother always did want a daughter," Eugene remarks.

Merriell barks a laugh. "My ma never did," he says.

"What, seriously?" Eugene asks, confused.

"Yup. Didn't want a son, neither," Merriell says.

"She didn't want kids?" Eugene asks.

"Nope," Merriell says.

"I thought women wanting to be mothers was the natural state of things," Eugene says.

Merriell shrugs, "I never blamed her. Food was too expensive, clothes were too expensive. Couldn't do a thing about it. 'Cept wish to not exist. She did what she could."

"What did your father do?" Eugene asks.

"Whatever he could," Merriell says, "Shit Eugene, not everybody has a job as steady as a doctor's. I never saw my pa do one job longer than a year. My favorite was the gas station. I could crawl from my bedroom into the rafters above the pumps and watch the people come and go."

"You lived inside a gas station?" Eugene asks.

"When it's the only building around for miles, you ain't got much choice," Merriell answers, "The station was on a long stretch of road that people had to drive through but didn't like to settle down on."

"Was that the last place you lived before your parents…" he trails off, feeling unable to voice the tragedy.

"No, after I looked old enough to be eighteen my parents took me out of school and we relocated to a CCC camp outside of New Orleans. I was fifteen. Lived there for a couple years," Merriell says.

"Mer...if that was only a few years ago? How long has it been since your parents…?" Eugene starts to ask.

Merriell shakes his head with a wry smile, "My parents were gone long before they died."

"What do you mean?" Eugene asks.

Merriell shrugs and looks away, slouching further into his seat.

Eugene carefully scoops up Merriell's legs and draws Merriell's feet into his lap.

Mer watches him do this, and then says, "Ma was always angry. Pa stopped talking after Mairzy was born. The minute Mairzy could be bottle fed, I was put in charge of her. Could barely read myself let alone read to her."

"How old were you?" Eugene asks.

"Ten," Merriell replies.

"Ten years old? And you couldn't read?" Eugene is shocked. Even his friends who were the slowest and least studious could read by age eight.

"Couldn't read well," Merriell leans his head back to breathe smoke outside of the porch alcove.

His long neck is tempting Eugene again.

Merriell continues talking without looking at him, "I bet you were one of those kids learned to read by age four, weren't you? Second son of a doctor, they probably had you studying books before you could walk."

"It's true, I could read by the age of three," Eugene admits, "Won my first drawing competition at age four."

Merriell laughs without humor. It changes into a hacking cough as he puts his cigarette out on the back of the swing - another thing that would earn Eugene a whopping if he ever tried it.

 "Why do you even bother with me, Gene?" Merriell asks in his laziest drawl. He's smiling, but it's slightly maniacal, and it's still directed towards the ceiling.

There are so many answers to Merriell's question, Eugene doesn't even know where to begin. He remembers Shelton coming alive while running the boat engine, but slowing as soon as Eugene showed even the slightest hint of nerves; remembers Shelton singing and inventing funny lyrics to make his little sister laugh; Shelton expertly counting cards and cheating a bunch of old hands twice his age out of their money; Shelton getting excited over a new adhesive in order to fix a birdhouse; Shelton simultaneously chastising him and complimenting his drawings; Shelton whispering 'cher' to him even though they'd only been apart for under an hour.

Eugene stands up. "Can I show you something?" he asks.

"Not in the mood," Merriell mutters and stubbornly refuses to turn his head.

"You said you moved around a lot," Eugene continues to talk in spite of Shelton's mood, "I take it then that you probably never lived in one area long enough to grow up with any special spots or secret hideaways?"

"You gonna make love to me in one of your secret hideaways, Eugene?" Shelton asks in a taunting voice.

"That's not exactly what I had in mind," Eugene says quite seriously to counteract Shelton's frivolity, "Though I'm also not saying no."

Shelton laughs again. He drops his head back down and looks at Gene. And although Shelton still wears his sarcasm like a protective blanket, there is a light in his eyes that makes Eugene's stomach do flip-flops. Eugene may not have a full grasp on what 'making love' in secret entails but Shelton clearly knows. And a small, guilty part of Eugene desperately, desperately wants to find out.

He shoves those feelings and unexpected urges down - that isn't what Eugene needs to focus on tonight. Shelton is trying to distract him and turn this into some lustful heavy petting session, rather than deal with some of the frankly worrying things Shelton himself has said. Eugene makes his decision.

"Follow me," Eugene beckons over his shoulder, "Knowing my mother, she'll be reading that entire book to Mairzy for the next few hours. We have time."

"Eugene, I'm not following!" Merriell calls stubbornly after him.

Eugene ignores him and continues on past the white picket fence at the edge of his father's property. He climbs over and starts walking into the sparsely wooded forest.

"Gene!" Merriell's voice becomes more anxious as he realizes Eugene is not stopping.

A few minutes later Merriell crashes into Eugene's back and almost sets them both on fire with his lighter flicked on and held aloft.

"Gene, are you crazy? Going off alone in the trees at night, in the dark?" Merriell demands. He grabs Eugene by the collar and shakes him.

"Mer, I've lived here my entire life, I could walk these woods with my eyes closed," Eugene laughs.

Merriell's eyes are wide with fear and worry, and his hair is standing on end. He's awfully cute. Eugene takes Merriell's wrists, pulls the lighter safely out of his hand, and kisses his nose softly.

"Now follow me," Eugene says happily.

"Aren't there...bears? Or wolves?" Merriell remains unconvinced.

"Might run into some feral deer," Eugene jokes lightly.

"Feral deer??" Merriell stops in his tracks.

"I'm kidding, Shelton," Eugene says over his shoulder as he carefully makes his way downhill, "Just trust me."

Merriell sticks close. Almost too close. Half the time Eugene swears the bottom of his shirt keeps getting pulled taught and stretched out by Merriell clutching onto the fabric. Eugene doesn't say anything though, he lets Merriell keep his pride.

"This is it?" Merriell asks when they arrive at the destination, "You brought me to water?"

"A watering hole," Eugene corrects him. He picks up the largest rock he can hold and lobs it into the small bend in the creek that is wider than the rest. It makes a loud plunk and drops below the surface. "You can jump in here and go down almost ten feet. We used to dive when we were little."

"Joy," Merriell says flatly.

"C'mon," Eugene unhooks the old tire swing from a tree branch, "Don't be a spoilsport."

"No way," Merriell backs away from the riverbank, "No way are you getting me anywhere near that mud. Still-water's got amoebas in it. Brain eating parasites."

Eugene starts unbuttoning his shirt, "I figured if you never stayed in one place long, you missed out on having a local watering hole, or tree fort, or any of those things. And this isn't still-water, it's an offshoot of the river."

"Eugene," Merriell pleads.

Eugene folds his shirt neatly and places it in the grass under the tree. He yanks his undershirt over his head and folds it too. He unbuckles his belt, gets his pants off, and has his hands on his drawers when Merriell finally moves. He awkwardly trips down the bank and places his hands on top of Eugene's.

 "Gene, maybe you and 'Sid' went skinny dipping as kids but…" Merriell trails off.

"But what?" Eugene teases, leaning in with a smile, "Afraid all the blood in your brain will fill up with parasites?"

"My brain is not where all my blood is flowing to right now," Merriell says.

"Okay," Eugene shrugs and backs off, "Underwear stays on." He grins at Merriell and then takes a running leap at the hanging tire. He catches hold of the rubber at the last second, swings out over the water, and lets go with a whoop.

He can hear Merriell swearing on the riverbank the entire time.

Eugene hits the water in a cannonball. The jump sends him down deep. The water is freezing, but it feels good after the sticky humidity of early fall. Eugene lets himself sink for a bit just to enjoy the feeling of cool peace. And then he kicks towards the surface.

To his surprise, large strong hands wait for him in the middle of the pool. Merriell dives below the surface, grabs Eugene underneath his shoulders, and hauls him up. They break through the water and Eugene shakes Merriell's hands off him.

"I'm fine, why…?" Eugene complains.

"You were under...so long…" Merriell takes huge gasping breaths. He flails as he treads water, clearly not as comfortable with swimming as Gene.

"Did you jump in after me with your clothes on?" Eugene asks, "In your Sunday Best?!"

"Shut up, Sledge," Merriell turns and starts kicking his way back to the riverbank.

"Okay, but now you have to try the tire swing," Eugene calls.

"No," Merriell says. He clambers out of the river and stands skinny and shivering on the grass. The only part of him not soaked are his new leather shoes which he apparently had the foresight to take off before jumping.

"You're already wet!" Eugene calls, "What do you have to lose?"

"My dignity," Merriell grumbles.

Eugene decides to try another tactic. He swims to the opposite bank and steps onto the underwater ledge that divides the deep hole from the shallow riverbed. He stands in the knee deep water, and turns to face Shelton, well aware that his wet underwear, molded to his skin and almost transparent, leaves little to the imagination.

"If you want me, you gotta swing over on the tire to get me," he calls.

"Fuck you!" is Shelton's response.

"Don't be a chicken, Shelton!" Eugene runs his hands over his hair to get the excess water out of his face and then down his chest. He sees Shelton's eyes following his movements the entire time.

"Asshole!" Shelton yells. He fights his way out of his wet dress shirt and throws it on top of Eugene's neatly folded, dry clothes. Eugene supposes he deserves that. The pants come next. Shelton struggles getting the clingy wet fabric off his legs, but eventually he succeeds. The pants get tossed on top of Eugene's pile too. When he finally stands straight again, Shelton's shoulders are hunched from the discomfort of wet underwear and he looks more annoyed than aroused.

Eugene watches him with amusement. Being able to see Shelton half naked in the moonlight should be illegal. Actually, now that Eugene thinks about it, it probably is - public indecency or something. Everything about what they're doing right now could be classified as indecent. His mother would die of shock. She would never believe her precious youngest son capable of such things.

Eugene smiles. He bends slightly to gather the dripping wet ends of his baggy underwear and squeezes the fabric to wring it out. He keeps his eyes on Shelton the entire time. And when he finally gets the last drop of excess water out of his clothes, he releases the fabric to fall back around his knees. It takes mere minutes for the still damp cloth to mold itself around his body like a second skin.

Shelton is staring like his entire soul has taken flight out of his body - entirely mindless. The boy leans far over the riverbank as if drawn physically closer by a magnet. Eugene is concerned Shelton will tip into the water involuntarily. Shelton's eyes slowly travel up Eugene's form until they meet his own.

"Careful with your footing," Eugene cautions with a teasing grin, "You might fall in."

"You're not playing fair," Merriell accuses.

"All's fair in love and war," Eugene retorts.

Shelton's eyes widen in surprise. He takes a step away from the river and leans lazily on his back foot, his head up confidently and his shoulders squared as if he is preparing for a defense. "That what this is?" Merriell asks.

"Is what?" Eugene replies.

"You know what," Merriell says. His voice is low, and rather commanding.

"Yeah," Eugene smiles, suddenly giddy, "Yeah, okay," he says, drawing the tension out, "It might be."

"What'd you say?" Merriell yells back, lifting his chin and looking cocky.

"I'm in love with you," Eugene admits simply.

"What?" Merriell calls. He cups a hand to his ear and takes a step closer.

"I love you, Merriell Shelton!" Eugene yells across the water.

The grin Merriell gives him after Eugene blurts out those five words will be burned in Eugene's memory forever. 

Merriell leaps onto the tire swing and soars out over the water. Except he doesn't let go. He clings to the tire, one leg through the center and the other wrapped around it like a monkey. "Fuck!" he yells, mid panic.

"Let go!" Eugene yells back, laughing hysterically.

"Fuck! Fuck!" Merriell tries to reach out towards the tree as he swings once more towards the riverbank, but he is nowhere close to catching any of the branches.

"Let go, you idiot!" Eugene implores him.

"I can't!" Merriell yells.

"You can do this, Merriell," Eugene promises.

Merriell wiggles his leg out of the center of the tire and braces himself against the side. He gyrates his hips to gain momentum - an act which leaves Eugene blushing hot under his metaphorical collar - and at the apex of his swing, Merriell lets go.

He doesn't jump, unfortunately. Instead he flops limply off the tire, gets his foot caught halfway, tips himself upside down, thrusts his leg free, and tumbles head first into the water with a large splash. Eugene splashes in after him and is treading water beside Merriell when he surfaces.

Shelton intentionally sends a wave of water into Eugene's face.

Eugene sputters, and laughs, and continues to tread water, gradually drifting closer to Merriell.

The other boy is shivering even while he splashes around to keep himself afloat. His hair is plastered flat to his face with a single curl drooping down his forehead.

"Mer?" Eugene asks, to make sure he's listening.

Merriell grunts in return and spits out a stream of water. The only other sound is the soft ripple of the creek spilling over the rocks and around them. The waves reflect the moonlight, bouncing it onto their faces and making Merriell's eyes glow brightly. It feels like they're the only two people in the world.

Just them and a couple thousand insects chirruping in the trees like an angry symphony.

"I'd die for you," Eugene declares, dead serious, and feeling like if he doesn't say it now, he might not get another chance to make Merriell fully understand.

Merriell stares at him, his eyes entirely expressionless.

"I mean…I know I can't," Eugene says. It's a little hard to get the words out. He's slightly breathless from his exertion churning water to stay afloat. Merriell silently waits through every pause. He doesn't interrupt once.

 "I know I can't, but if I could…" Eugene finishes, "I'd go off to war....and I'd fight for you."

At first Merriell doesn't react. He just continues staring.

And then he lunges forward - as well as one can lunge in water. He shoves Eugene backward until the underwater ledge hits Eugene's legs. Eugene barely has time to hoist himself up so he's sitting on the ledge before he suddenly has Merriell in his lap, with Mer's hands clutched to his face, and Mer's lips locked on his, and Mer's legs hitched around his waist. Merriell is shaking as he kisses Eugene. Eugene wraps his arms around Merriell and holds him as tight as he can.

The river rushes around them. The water hits Eugene at about waist height. Eugene's body feels ice cold except for the areas pressed tight against Merriell's warm skin. When he runs his hands down Merriell's arms he leaves goosebumps in his wake.

The intensity of Mer's response almost makes Eugene feel guilty. It feels like such a small thing to say he'd fight for Merriell when chances are slim that he'll ever be given an opportunity to do so. His sacrifice seems inadequate when what he really wants is to give Merriell the world.

Merriell breaks the kiss and turns his face in towards Eugene's neck. He tries to muffle the noise so it takes Eugene a few minutes to realize he is crying.

"Smart move. I hear if you let it all out, the parasites can't eat your brain no more," he informs Shelton.

Merriell blubbers on a laugh and pushes further into Eugene's embrace. "The amoeba's are all over your shoulder now," Merriell warns, in a taunting voice that makes it sound like somehow it's Eugene's fault. Merriell sticks his finger in the puddle of snot that leaked from his nose onto Eugene and smears the goop down Eugene's back in an apparent attempt to clean it off. Obviously he fails.

Eugene says nothing but is secretly grateful they'll have to swim back to the opposite side eventually so he can covertly wash everything off.

After Merriell calms down and is breathing normally again, Eugene tilts his head in for a small kiss, snot and tears be damned. "Let's get out of the cold water," he suggests.

Merriell laughs again and nods. But when he briefly lifts his weight off Eugene's lap, instead of standing Merriell simply shifts so he's planted more firmly on top of Eugene's legs. He lifts his eyes to meet Eugene's.

Both of them are reluctant to let go, so they sit and breathe together.

Eugene doesn't want to leave because even though heading back to his house might mean warmth and dry clothes, it also means he has to distance himself from Shelton. Pretend that he doesn't feel a magnetic urge to touch him every single dang minute they're in the same room.

Eventually Merriell leans over and blows his nose one last time on Eugene's shoulder. For someone so terrified of germs he is absolutely unafraid of spreading his own. Eugene suppresses a laugh. Though he also starts the process of getting them both to stand. Merriell wobbles on his bare feet and slips a little on the slick rock. Eugene catches him and they're back to holding each other again.

"I'd still fight for you even when you're all snotty and goose-pimple-y," Eugene tells him.

"Idiot," Merriell says. Despite the meanness, he's smiling.

"Over you, maybe," Eugene admits, smiling back. He pinches Merriell's side.

The other boy laughs, elbows Eugene out of the way, and dives back into the water to swim to the opposite riverbank.

Seizing the chance, Eugene crouches down in the water and quickly washes off all the mucus and whatever else came out of Shelton and landed on his back.

"You're a slow swimmer Gene," Merriell taunts after Eugene finally makes it to the other side and starts to get dressed. 

Eugene steals Merriell's wet pants and slaps him with them. Which starts a tussle that considerably dampens Eugene's once dry clothes. Eugene wrestles Shelton to the ground for all of five seconds before Merriell gains the upper hand and shoves Eugene down instead.

"I can't get grass stains on my nice white shirt," Merriell says, sitting triumphantly on Eugene's chest. His teeth gleam equally white in the moonlight.

Eugene grins back and drags him down into a kiss.

Merriell laughs, gets his hands around Eugene's wrists, and pins them to the ground above his head. He gazes down at Eugene with a confidence Eugene hasn't seen before.

For his part, Eugene willingly sacrifices the cleanliness of his own shirt to the grass for the sake of kissing Shelton. He doesn't point out that the knees of Shelton's pants are taking quite a beating where they're digging into the dirt. Neither of them actually mind the mess.

Needless to say, it takes them a long while to get back to the house.

"Where have you been?" Eugene's mother trots out the kitchen door as soon as they appear in the backyard. Mairzy is quick on her heels.

"Sorry, mother," Eugene says, "I wanted to show Shelton the watering hole."

"He fell in," Merriell gestures to Eugene, "I had to save him."

"You fell in?" his mother's voice immediately turns to concern.

"No need to worry, ma'am, I gave him mouth to mouth, he's fine," Merriell elaborates confidently.

"A leech got you!" Mairzy points to Merriell's neck.

Merriell covers the spot with his hand and throws a panicked glance at Eugene, who feels slightly guilty for having sucked a hickey there on Merriell's skin only minutes ago.

Eugene coughs and refuses to make eye contact.

"Oh, Eugene, for goodness sake, get inside and get dry before you catch your death!" his mother exclaims and bundles him off toward the house.

As they go Eugene hears Merriell whisper to his sister, "No more about leeches!"

Eugene's mother insists both Shelton siblings change into dry pajamas and stay the night since, as she says, it is much too late to be driving home in wet clothes.

"Mairzy can take the small twin in the guest room, and Gene - you don't mind sharing with Mr. Shelton, right?" she asks.

Eugene answers of course not and tries not to sound too eager.

He saves all his eagerness for when he finally shuts his bedroom door for the last time that evening and turns to find Shelton grinning at him from his bed.

Eugene crawls into bed, and honestly, after all that time spent necking in the woods, one would think he'd be bored by now, but no. 

Eugene kisses Merriell until Mer squirms next to him. Merriell wiggles out of Eugene's grasp and puts enough space between them that he has a full view of Eugene's face.

At first Eugene thinks Merriell wants to tell him something. Eugene lets go of Merriell's pajama collar and slips his arm loosely around Mer's waist instead.

Merriell stays silent. He slides both hands up from Eugene's neck to his cheeks. He holds Eugene's face and drinks him in with his eyes. This level of scrutiny would normally make Eugene uncomfortable if it weren't for the fact that he enjoys studying Shelton equally as much.

Still, when the silence draws out too long, Eugene eventually feels compelled to break it.

"What is it?" Eugene asks quietly.

Merriell blinks. "You," he says. He takes his hands off Eugene's face and curls them under his own chest. And then continues to lie there and stare.

Which would be fine with Eugene, he's kinda getting tired anyway, but now they're no longer touching, and thus wasting a rare night spent together.

Eugene smiles, "C'mere," and reaches out.

Eugene rolls Merriell onto his chest, keeps him there with an arm around him, lets his head fall back onto the pillows, and decides it's time to sleep. He's about to drift into that half aware state just before passing out when he hears Merriell say in a low, questioning voice, "I love you."

Eugene feels his own body tense and come alert. He's pretty sure Merriell felt it too, and he knows any attempt to pretend he didn't hear the whispered confession would be futile.

"I love you too," he says, trying to keep his voice calm.

"When we're married we're not gonna have hired help," Merriell adds.

"Okay," Eugene says with a grin, "Will you be doing the cooking then? I've never lit a stove in my life."

"Don't worry, I'm a good cook," Mer replies with confidence.

"Where would we live? No offense, but if we stay in Mobile my father might come after you with a shotgun," Eugene says.

"For corrupting his youngest…" Merriell smirks proudly.

"Exactly, so how do you feel about California?" Eugene asks.

"Too dry," Mer scowls, "New Orleans, French Quarter...I'll make jambalaya."

"New Orleans, it is," Eugene agrees.

"As long as there's nobody following us around serving our meals, I'll be happy," Merriell mumbles. He slides his hand under Eugene's pajama shirt, curls his fingers against Eugene's bare skin, and falls asleep.

tagging: @xmxisxforxmaybe @diasimar

[kor-ra]

Fun challenge for you based on your recent tags: Explain to me, someone who has never watched a single episode of the 100, why you ship Bellarke? I am curious, and I'm hoping this is entertaining for you to do lol

Oh gosh ok you asked for it, the flood gates have been opened. Sorry this took so long to answer but I wanted to explain it in the best way I could (or at least try to). I’m going to do a short version and a long version so people don’t have to read my entire explanation lol. Also I’m only going over the plot as it relates to their story, so there will probably be some holes.

Clarke Griffin and Bellamy Blake are soulmates, plain and simple as that. The growth that they have had since the first season till now has been a long and winding road. They were enemies then became co leaders then best friends and now are (hopefully) on track to admitting that they love each other. The amount of parallels the show draws between them is insane and they both have such a profound understanding of each other due to their shared leadership role and constantly being the person that the other one goes to when they need someone to comfort them. Time and time again they choose each other, even during some of the most difficult decisions they will ever have to make. Their growth almost always comes back to how they influence each other to try and be better people. Canonically, they make better decisions when they are together: The Head and the Heart. They cannot exist as their full selves without each other in their lives because their lives have become so intertwined with each other that they are fundamentally different people when they’re apart. No matter how often they’re apart, they always find a way back to each other. And if nothing else, the gazes and longing hugs that they give each other just oozes love and understanding.

Ok that was the short version. Here’s the Long Version🤪

Ok so Bellamy and Clarke definitely did not start off this way. From the very first episode they are at each other’s throats. Clarke is trying to be the practical leader to get these kids to survive while Bellamy is the dynamic leader inspiring these kids to “do whatever the hell they want”. They don’t see eye to eye and Bellamy even says he’s willing to cut off Clarke’s hand to get what he wants. This doesn’t change until 1x03 when Bellamy sees Clarke mercy kill Atom, another kid on Earth.

This girl, who he thought was a pampered princess, was able to make this tough decision while he couldn’t. After that they begrudgingly try and coexist together. Then “Day Trip” happens and Bellamy and Clarke go off on their own and almost die by a rogue delinquent. They kill him and while they’re recuperating Bellamy wants to run away from all the hardships and mistakes that he’s made. Instead of holding it against him, Clarke gives him forgiveness (“if you want forgiveness, I’ll give it to you ok, fine you’re forgiven”)

For the first time they are truly vulnerable with each other and make their first decision to lead together. This is the turning point. From then on they co lead together, sharing the burden and responsibilities of leadership and being the person that the other depends on. They don’t always get along but they learn to rely on each other. The season ends with them separated at the end of their first big battle. Clarke closes the drop ship door to save her people from the enemy and she thinks he didn’t survive the blast outside

S2

Bellamy and Clarke are separated (a common occurrence that you will soon find out) Clarke is trapped in Mt. Weather and although the rest of her people are comfortable there, she is determined to get out and find out if the rest of her people -cough cough Bellamy- are alive. Bellamy likewise also starts to look for Clarke. Angst and drama ensues, but the important part is that we get our first ever Bellarke hug and man is it a good one (and an absolute fan favorite)

Like Bellamy is so stunned by the way she RUNS and wraps her arms around him and slowly after the shock hugs her back. But this hug cements just how important they’ve become to each other. From here on out they protect each other. Bellamy saves Clarke from being poisoned, he volunteers to go into Mount Weather and Clarke (originally) violently opposes it saying that “She can’t lose him to” in reference to losing the boy she loved, among other things (imo this is when Bellamy starts to develop real feelings for Clarke). Finally towards the end of the season when they face off against the “big baddie” they have to make the choice to kill hundreds of innocent people among the guilty to save their own people. An impossible choice, and Clarke being the self sacrificial puppy that she is wants to “bear it so they don’t have to”. But Bellamy won’t let her do that, they’re going to share that heavy burden. And they pull the lever together

So they return home, people rescued and the guilt hanging high above their heads. But for Clarke the guilt is too much to bear and she tells Bellamy that she has to leave. And Bellamy BEGS her to stay, even repeating that same line that she said to him in the beginning of the show. However, she leaves him and her people behind, which would lead them both down a path of hurt.

S3

And hurt they do. Clarke leaving didn’t fill the hole of guilt in her heart, and Bellamy was left to (try lol) and heal his broken heart on his own. I will also say that both Clarke/Bellamy get their own significant other with Lexa/Gina respectively and this is because (imo) they both go down paths where the other is not in the picture I’m so certain that if they stayed togehter, they would’ve been together and that’s why they’re always separated. But then for the first time in the 3 months since she left, Bellamy finds Clarke, while she’s being taken captive and literally DROPS EVERYTHING to rescue her. When he finds her it is the most tender thing.

This is soon interrupted when Roan (her captor) comes back and Clarke BEGS him to save his life, saying “I’ll do anything. I’ll stop fighting just please don’t hurt him.” Bellamy gets stabbed in the leg and and Clarke and Roan get away. Unlike a normal person, Bellamy Blake is hopelessly in love and devoted to Clarke so he STILL TRIED TO GO AFTER HER WITH A HOLE IN HIS LEG AND WE GET THIS BEAUTIFUL SCENE RIGHT HERE

Cut back a little while later Clarke is safe in Polis with Lexa, trying to unify their two clans and Bellamy finds her again. He tells her to come back to Arkadia (their home) but she says she needs to be here (in Polis). This breaks his heart and is what sets him literally down a VERY DARK PATH of murder to try and justify a war (complicated stuff, what matter is he fucks up). Clarke eventually does come back to Arkadia only to find a very angry and heartbroken Bellamy who tries to justify his actions (You Left Me). They have a very Bellarke™ talk full of emotion and love.

And just when you think everything is going to be alright, he handcuffs her to a chair lol. And they spend a good chunk of the season apart.

When the going gets tough however, they know that they need each other. And after episodes of not speaking to each other they have another one of their Bellarke™ talks and hugs where Bellamy says “I was so mad at you for leaving. I don’t want to feel that way anymore” And then they hug like this, like c’monnnnnnn platonic my ass.

I’m going to speed up for the sake of getting to more stuff. But they end season 3 as they always do, fighting the evil together. Other highlights include Clarke’s (brainwashed) mom using Bellamy as her 1st choice to sacrifice in front of Clarke. There’s also a cute hand holding scene hgngnghngg

For all the angst however, this is the first season when other people call them out on their feelings (mainly Bellamy’s tho) for each other well Octavia already called him out during the first hug but that doesn’t count because She knows him too well. His other friends call him out for not being devoted to his old girlfriend Gina (who died) and Murphy comparing his feeling for Emori (his CANON love interest) to Clarke.

S4

Ok, I know a lot of this post has been focused on Bellamy’s feelings and that’s mostly because Clarke has had a love interest in every season so she hasn’t had time to recognize her own feelings. However during s4, we get to see the extent of just how much Clarke means to Bellamy as well. There are a lot of moments in this season so I’m just going to try and focus on the big ones/my faves.

(This isn’t super important, but in the 1st episode of s4, Clarke is still grieving her gf Lexa who died and IMMEDIATELY AFTER, we get a cut to Bellamy like way to be subtle guys. no platonic explanation for this edit)

Ok basically what you need to know about s4 is that the world is going to end by a nuclear radiation cloud thingy called Praimfaiya and it’s up to Bellarke (along with some other peeps lol) to save everyone from it. So one of the things Clarke has to do is write a list of 100 people to choose for a potential bunker. So of course Clarke puts Bellamy on spot 99 but can’t bring herself to write her own name. So Bellamy who is sleeping on the couch wakes up because his Clarke is sad sirens are going off to tell her to put her name down. (If I’m on that list, you’re on that list) Still she can’t do it sO BELLAMY DOES IT FOR HER (because this boy needs her to be with him). and then he puts his hand on her AND SHE LAYS HER HEAD ON HIS HAND....so tender.

Ok so a few episodes later Bellamy (and Kane) get held hostage and Clarke has to sacrifice part of a large shelter that they need to escape Praimfaiya for them, it’s a tough decision but one that Clarke obviously makes. (Literally the only reason Bellamy was even taken was because Roan knew how much he meant to specifically Clarke). I can’t find a gif, but trust me it’s worrisome

Ok god next episode is when we start getting into that high stakes shit (THAT I LOVE). So basically Clarke and Bellamy are going to be separated AGAIN and right before he leaves Bellamy says this

LIKE IT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO ARGUE THAT HE WAS NOT ABOUT TO CONFESS HIS LOVE TO HER LIKE CMON PEOPLE LOOK AT EVERY TROPE OF THIS EVER. Clarke of course was like “No, we will see each other again” but uhufhdjejdwkndwk he was going to say “I love you” in my book

Ok now towards the end of the season, most everyone in Skaikru is in this Bunker except for Octavia and most of the grounders (people on earth who survived the original radiation). I can’t believe I haven’t mentioned this yet but Octavia is Bellamy’s younger sister and throughout the show he has sacrificed so so much for her and risked a lot of things to keep her safe. So now when Bellamy learns that Octavia is alive and outside the bunker he rushes to open the door for her. But here’s the catch: if they open the hatch, there’s a chance the radiation is bad and everyone in the bunker (THE HUMAN RACE) would die. However, because Bellamy needs to save his sister he’s willing to take that risk. For Clarke, that isn’t though and POINTS A GUN at him. But Bellamy says if she shoots she’s “going to have to make it a kill shot”. AND SHE CAN’T BRING HERSELF TO SHOOT HIM. CLARKE CANNOT KILL BELLAMY EVEN IF IT MEANT SAVING THE HUMAN RACE. Of course it was fine but still man c’mon.

And then later in order to try and lighten the mood, when they’re trying to drive the rover, Bellamy makes Clarke laugh and IS SO DISTRACTED BY HER SMILE HE CRASHES THE CAR. ok moving on

OK HERE IS THE BIG LEAGUE MY FAVORITE BELLARKE SCENE IN THE SERIES. So Bellamy and Clarke have this big heart to heart cause Clarke thinks she’s gonna die and it is the softest scene ever. So Clarke, thinking she’s going to die says “You’ve got such a big heart Bellamy. People follow you, you inspire them because of this (his heart). But the only way we’re gonna make sure we survive is if you use this too (his head aka what Clarke represents in their relationship” AND TO THAT RESPONDS “I got you for that” IN THE MOST TENDER WAY LIKE THEY’RE SO IN LOVE. And also they have one of the best bellarke hugs of the show.

So Bellarke and like 6 of their friends head off to the space station to avoid the death wave. However, the satellite that allows them to get in isn’t working, so Clarke sacrifices her self to go and fix it while the rest of her friends can go to space. Bellamy makes the HEARTWRENCHING DECISION to leave her behind in order to save the rest of his friends from the death wave. So Spacekrew go up to the station to wait 6 years until Earth becomes habitable while Bellamy grieves Clarke’s death.

Except she’s not dead

Clarke has special blood called “nightblood” that made her immune to the radiation. She spends the next six years on the only available plot of green land left with her adoptive daughter Madi (who has nightblood and she found when she survived the radiation.) So for the next 6 years CLARKE CALLS BELLAMY ON THIS RADIO EVERY DAY. This radio doesn’t even work, but Clarke calls him anyways to keep her sane and (imo) this is when I truly think Clarke realizes the depth of her feelings for Bellamy, because I for sure wouldn’t call my platonic buddy EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. for 6 years (THATS 2199 DAYS) like c’mon

S5

Ok so 6 years have passed, and Clarke is waiting for Bellamy + Co (Spacekru) to come back to Earth. But before Spacekru comes back, another ship lands on Earth full of escaped prisoners who have been cryogenically frozen for the past like 150 years. So basically they come to Earth, capture Clarke and hold her hostage, while Madi (her adoptive daughter) escapes.

Literally a little while later Spacekru finds their way back to Earth and stumble upon Madi who tells them Clarke is alive, much to all of their shock but ESPECIALLY Bellamy (cause ya know the love of his life is back from the dead). So he goes to find and rescue her his wife from the prisoners. When he finds her they threaten to shoot him on sight, but he has leverage. He can send a signal back to the spaceship so, he trades 283 lives in order to save Clarke because of course he does.

Bellamy and Clarke finally have their moment to reunite 6 years in the making and it’s as soft and sweet as you could ever expect it to be and they have another one of their classic Bellarke™ hugs.

Ok so happy ending now for them right? They’re finally back together !!! Well NOPE because after Bellamy was done grieving Clarke he got himself a girlfriend :))))))) named Echo (context Echo was an assassin/spy the “bad guys” until end of s4, then she went up to space w/ them) but Bellamys whole schtick is forgiveness, which he learnt from Clarke COUGH COUGH . Anyways when Clarke sees them making out for the first time she is let’s just say ~taken aback~

and the second time she sees them she looks straight up heartbroken !!!

Now that Clarke has finally realized her feelings for Bellamy he’s with another girl :///// But Clarke still holds a very dear position in Bellamy’s heart and we see that when he confronts his sister. Remember Octavia? The sister who he would do anything for??? Well now she’s kinda lost her marbles and became an evil dictator when she was leading everyone in the bunker. So now due to ~plot~ Octavia wants Clarke dead. Bellamy CANNOT have this happen. I mean he just got her back !!! And he pleads for Octavia to save her life and Octavia says this

HIS SISTER WHO KNOWS HIM BEST (well besides Clarke lmao) CALLED HIM OUT ON HIS FEELINGS. And the best part is that Bellamy doesn’t even try to deny it. Then he says “I can’t let you kill Clarke , O” AND PROCEEDS TO POISON HIS SISTER. THE ONE WHO HE HAS RISKED HIS LIFE FOR LIKE FOREVER (she doesn’t die tho) Bellamy choses Clarke over her without hesitation, and that has come a long way my friends. 

Ok while, we’re riding this high it gets kinda worse. So, remember Clarke’s adoptive daughter Madi? Well now Spacekrew wants to put this thing called the flame (ok sorry I glossed over it before but it’s really important to the show, I just hate it !) which all previous leaders of the grounder people had, in Madi’s head because she’s the ~destined~ leader (it’s confusing I know just roll with it). Clarke is like fuck no because she also hates the flame (queen) and doesn’t want Madi to become a leader and carry that burden. So Bellamy locks Clarke up to get to Madi, but then Clarke grabs Madi and leaves Bellamy to die in Octavia’s apocalyptic fighting pit to fend for his life.

Not looking great right? Bear with me for a moment lol. So flash forward to the end of the season and one of the prisoner dudes accidentally sets off a bomb that’s going to destroy the one green valley that was left. Bellamy is pissed at Clarke for leaving him to die, but Clarke was only trying to save Madi but doesn’t know how to fix this. Then Madi (our mini bellarke shipper) tells Bellamy how important she is to him. Like this girl probably watched her make these calls every morning, SHE KNOWS

And just like that Bellamy cannot be mad at Clarke anymore, because he realizes the bond and isolation and dare I say LOVE she must have for him to do that. So they all make it back up to space as Earth explodes for the 2nd time (RIP). So remember that prision ship with cryogenic pods? Yea so now basically everyone who is on Earth is going to rest in these pods until Earth heals itself. Except it doesn’t (at least not in the 10 years they had hoped for). So two of Bellarke’s friends and couple named Monty and Harper stay awake and spend their remaining years finding another planet to live on. And when they find one 125 years later guess who they picked to wake up first. You guessed it, the co leaders themselves Bellarke. So they have a tender moment watching the sun rise over this new planet

S6

Ok this is the last season before we’re caught up but my god it’s a big one for Bellarke. Ok so the season starts off on this new planet and everyone is distrustful of Clarke for what she did on Earth to protect her daughter and make ONE personal sacrifice when she sacrifices everything for everyone all the time god Anyways, on this new planet due to this like “red sun” they hallucinate on the surface and Bellamy says to Clarke “I don’t need you anymore Clarke”(remember this it’s important). After the red sun fiasco, the actual residents of the planet show up (they were descended from an earthship that came there like 250~ years ago).

(I can’t believe I almost forgot to put this but Bellamy tells Clarke about the radio calls before they hallucinate and it’s such a whole some scene and helps to bridge the gap between them once more)

So the people show Bellarke + crew their customs which includes a ceremony where they repent and let go of their past mistakes. Clarke uses this to apologize to Bellamy for her actions as she declares to him “Hey, you’re my family too. I lost sight of that. But I promise I will never forget it again” like boyo that scene brings me to tears like fuck !!! and then once again they have a classic Bellarke™ hug and god it’s a GOOD one.

So yay, they’re on good terms !! That means something bad is about to happen again per usual. So it turns out the leaders of this group of people have been alive for 100s of years using these “mind drives” to back their consciousness up and put into new bodies when their current body dies (fun!). And take a guess as to who has the special blood and can be a new host :))))))))))

Clarke gets stolen and *dies* so Josephine can take over her body. While Josie!Clarke fools everyone for like an episode, guess who is the first to think ‘hey that’s not really Clarke’ ofc our boy Bellamy. AND THEN THEY GIVE BELLAMY AN ENTIRE EPISODE TO GRIEVE CLARKE LIKE HE IS THE ONLY ONE WHO LOOKS THIS SAD THROUGHOUT THE EPISODE. way to be subtle JR

But then guess what !!! Clarke isn’t dead. She’s trapped in her own mind, but very alive. And you’ll never guess how Bellamy finds out. Josie!Clarke taps her fingers on her legs and Bellamy interprets it as morse code that translate into “ALIVE”. LIKE IMAGINE TRYING TO EXPLAIN TO SOMEONE THAT YOUR SUPPOSED DEAD WIFE BESTIE IS STILL ALIVE CAUSE SHE SENT YOU MORSE CODE, LIKE MY BOY I KNOW YOU LOVE HER BUT THAT’S QUITE A STRETCH.

Anyways, this sends Bellamy into overdrive mode, because goddamn it he is not losing her a 3rd time. Throughout the next episodes we see Bellamy prioritize Clarke over everyone, including his girlfriend Echo when she is in danger. He risks himself and even the lives of others to try and save Clarke to get Josie out of her head. And it all culminates to this masterpiece of a Bellarke scene.

Clarke’s heart stops and she won’t get up and Bellamy arguably becomes the most desperate he has ever been. He whispers, “the head and the heart” before LITERALLY BECOMING HER HEART AND PERFORMING CPR ON HER AND BANGING ON HER CHEST TO GET HER TO WAKE UP (HOW MUCH FURTHER CAN THEY TAKE THIS METAPHOR). Even when Octavia gives up, Bellamy yells at her that she’s not dead. “I need you” the first time he has openly admitted that he PERSONALLY needs her in his life. “You’re a fighter Clarke now get up and fight”. Clarke literally (in her mindspace) finds the will to get up and fight by hearing Bellamy’s voice. And like a miracle she wakes up and AN ICONIC AND BEAUTIFUL Bellarke™ hug occurs, even though it looked like she was literally about to kiss him !!!!!! Like tell me these aren’t heart eyes ?!!??!

So then for the rest of the few episodes Bellamy is still super protective of Clarke but they have to split up again because ~plot~. BUT WE HAVE ONE MORE GREAT HURT/COMFORT BELLARKE MOMENT IN THE FINALE. Clarke’s mother had just died, and who does she seek in a crowd for comfort: Bellamy...hopefully you know this by now. God they give each other such meaningful looks in this last scene and have another once again iconic Bellarke™ hug, but it’s a hug where they run into each other like from s2 !!!!! parallels

So they end s6 closer than ever and now we’re all caught up in the present to s7 and lemme be honest besides 7x11, it’s been a HORRIBLE bellarke season, but last episode has had things shake up finally god. So basically everyone assumed Bellamy was dead (including Clarke!!!), but *surprise surprise* he’s alive, but as they soon find out he’s been brainwashed by an evil cult. NOW IT’S CLARKE’S TURN TO SAVE HIM BY BEING HIS HEAD LIKE HE WAS HER HEART LAST SEASON (or I at least hope so). As of writing this post, Bellarke isn’t canon but I’ve been watching this show for 5 years and these two have such a hold on my heart it’s embarrassing, but I hope this explained to you why I and many others will be ridiculously obsessed when it comes to them hehe. Pray for us to be canon, we only have 5 eps left for this beautiful story to come to a conclusion.

[mobius-prime]

186. Sonic the Hedgehog #118

Oh boy, we've got a big one on our hands, guys! First of all, it's worth noting that for the next seven issues the comic kind of had this "magazine cover" gimmick going on, where every story was described on the cover in a humorous, pseudo-tabloid manner. And second, every story in this issue is highly significant, two of which have a huge impact on future storylines, and one of which resolves a problem I've been salty about for a while. So without further ado, let's jump right in!

Robotnik's Return

Writer: Benny Lee Pencils: Steven Butler Colors: Jason Jensen

“Benny”, I've noticed, as a writer has an unfortunate tendency to solve any conflicts in the plot extremely suddenly, often in a very deus-ex-machina manner that contrasts with the "long game" approach that Penders usually takes toward his stories. For those who don’t know - I was unaware as well at first - “Benny Lee” is a pseudonym that Karl Bollers took on for some of his stories after receiving criticism for his writing. (However, I’m listing him as a separate writer just for the sake of consistency, as clearly he didn’t want certain stories associated with his real name.) For whatever reason, his stories as “Benny” seem to be choppy and full of fix-it gimmicks that, instead of gently guiding the story along a natural path, blindfold it and shove it violently into the next plot point without mercy. This story is no different. Eggman and Snively have managed to finally restore themselves to new mechanical bodies without any pesky Mobian interference, and what's worse, these bodies are free of the virus that caused Eggman's data on the location of Knothole to be corrupted. He's delighted at the opportunity to find its location at last and launch an attack, but, you guessed it, right at that moment the Freedom Fighters burst in, having tracked their location.

Suddenly, the forms of Eggman, Snively, Sonic, and Tails all begin to dissolve, with Nicole confirming to a shocked Sally that they've been unexpectedly teleported somewhere else. But where might that be?

Yes, that's right, they've been randomly abducted by aliens! Now, I have to point something out about this page. You can see that at first, the aliens are speaking in some kind of alien language before they presumably switch on a translator or something. Except, that's not actually just "some alien language"! Look closely at it. Notice anything unusual? Anyone who's ever been to Disneyland in California should recognize exactly what they're looking at - the symbols used in the aliens' speech are in fact the same symbols used in the carvings on the walls of the Disneyland Indiana Jones attraction! I recognized it immediately - I grew up going to Disneyland my entire life, and it's still my favorite theme park in the world. So, I took the liberty of translating exactly what these aliens were saying using one of the old decoder cards that they used to hand out in line! For anyone hoping for some intelligible speech, you're going to be disappointed - it looks like they might have just keysmashed on a keyboard and then "translated" the results. The first dialogue bubble says, approximately, "Denite idlothxo vhry muph i," and the second one "Viuyhkvqj efsqr." I say "approximately" because the letterer appears to have taken a few liberties with the symbols, which don’t all exactly match the ones on the decoder card. It's honestly a very strange but funny homage to the ride - clearly, whoever was responsible for the symbols being included is a fan of Disneyland, and as a fellow fan, it gave me a warm and fuzzy feeling inside to see these symbols in the place I would have least expected them.

Anyway, the aliens explain that they've beamed the four of them up here for a little experiment. They use their technology to transform Sonic and Tails into mecha bodies, while transforming Eggman and Snively back into their flesh and blood forms, and inform the four that they will be made to battle each other, and the winners will be reverted to their original forms while the losers will be made to keep their new forms permanently. This seems like a rather pointless experiment, if you ask me - I mean, what is even being gained from this apart from some perverse entertainment? - but the four test subjects are beamed into a holographic recreation of Robotropolis and begin to battle it out. Eggman and Snively immediately plop themselves into a robotic mech, but Mecha Sonic and Mecha Tails easily blow it apart. Eggman runs for his life and Mecha Sonic gives chase, while Mecha Tails guards the terrified Snively to ensure he doesn't run for it. Mecha Sonic easily spots his quarry with infrared vision and shoots a net to capture him, winning the "game."

The aliens keep their word and return everyone to the planet, with Sonic and Tails back in their normal bodies, and Eggman and Snively now reverted back to an organic form. Sonic and Tails return to Knothole where they explain everything that happened to the others, and while they're a little skeptical they ultimately accept the story, though they're nervous that since Eggman is now flesh and blood once more, it will be harder to track him. You see what I mean about this being a deus-ex-machina resolution to the Robo-Robotnik problem? It's good for the story to have him be an organic being once more, so that he has to work harder to protect himself from harm instead of weathering explosions and the destruction of his various bodies like they're mere inconveniences, but just… random aliens being the cause? I dunno, man. It is quite interesting, however, to see Eggman's reaction to being transformed back into an organic being, as certainly while in his own zone he existed for the first forty-odd years of his life as an ordinary Overlander, he's remained a robotic being for decades by now. That will be hard for him to adjust…

Heart to Heart

Writer: Karl Bollers Pencils: Ron Lim Colors: Jason Jensen

Ever since Eggman's capture of the Secret Service and their subsequent infection with his nanites, the remaining members have been in treatment, with Dr. Quack unable to find a proper cure. However, with Rotor's help, a fix involving aggressive nanomachines sent in to attack the nanites has been developed, and everyone is finally cured. Sally welcomes Geoffrey's return to active duty as the leader of the Secret Service, but he seems dejected and uninterested as she walks away. Hershey asks him what's wrong, and he explains his actions up till now - that as a boy, he always greatly admired his father's sense of duty and sought to emulate it, which evolved into his no-nonsense, humorless personality of today. However, he was always jealous of Sonic and wanted to prove that he was better than him, which was why he convinced Elias to accept his "help" in ruling the kingdom in the king's stead.

Now this is the Geoffrey I like. Up till now, he's been alternately somewhat charming and likeable, and a complete jerkwad. This is the turning point where he goes from a self-centered jackass, to a genuinely focused individual who actually respects those around him, including his rivals. It seems that some time in isolated treatment has given him lots of time to reflect on himself, and in the end Hershey brings out the best in him. With his resolve renewed, he approaches the king and asks for permission to take some leave from his position and go in search of the missing Elias, which the king approves, so together he and Hershey leave to find him. This is honestly the best ending to Geoffrey's asshattery that we could get, because not only does it make him a much more likeable character, but it actually pairs him up with someone who is, well, his age, instead of him creepily pursuing a fifteen-year-old as his beau instead. Hooray for character development!

Ultimate Power (Part Four)

Writer: Ken Penders Pencils: Dawn Best Colors: Jason Jensen

We've reached the ultimate confrontation - the culmination of everything the Green Knuckles Saga has been building up to this entire time. Knuckles faces off against Mammoth Mogul, his finger on the button ready to disconnect Dimitri from life support. Mogul reveals that he was able to obtain his own version of the Chaos Syphon due to having actually met Dimitri once before, when he was still an ordinary scientist developing the device. Despite the danger, Knuckles refuses to listen to Mogul, determined to save Dimitri while preventing Mogul from taking his powers, and begins to pulse with light which reflects across the whole city, drawing Remington, Julie-Su and the Chaotix, and Lien-Da to his location like a beacon. Mogul, furious that Knuckles is refusing to submit, hits the button to disconnect Dimitri's life support, and Knuckles immediately leaps into action to prevent him from dying.

…okay, Penders, a word of advice, writer to writer. If you ever make your character say "Not if I go into overload mode," you have just ensured that no one will take him seriously and will immediately begin to meme the hell out of it. Also, when the hell did Mogul find the time and energy to build an entire Chaos Syphon room in the middle of Echidnaopolis? Knuckles, in his efforts to save Dimitri's life while resisting the Chaos Syphon, begins to expend energy at a rate he's never reached before, bathing the entire city in his green light. This rapid release of energy causes Mogul's facility to explode violently, leaving a crater in the city where the building once stood. Everyone rushes to the site of the blast, worried about what they might find.

Oh, did you think this very important main character was going to survive this altercation? Well think again, 'cause Knuckles is deader than dead! While all of this is going on, a rededication ceremony is happening across the city, to honor the return of the island's inhabitants to their homes after the firing of the Quantum Beam. The speaker is confused about Knuckles' absence for such an important gathering, but Lara-Le nervously tries to insist that he probably has a good reason. I'm sure she didn't expect the reason to be that he's really, super duper dead!

Yeah, I wasn't joking, guys. For those of you who hadn't read the comic up till now and were unaware, yes, Knuckles has actually died in this issue. There's no mistake, no trickery. He's gone. And that's the note that this issue decides to end on! I guess we have to say goodbye to Knuckles as one of the comic's main characters, because there's no way a comic book would ever temporarily kill someone off only to bring them back a few issues later…

[marshmallowprotection]

Saeyoung gets sent off to an agency of vampire hunters and then Saeran ends up getting turned into a vampire?

Ohohohohohoho. Vampires are my favorite supernatural niche, so let me tell you that I was hoping that one of you would come into my inbox and feed into my thoughts on the matter and I am never disappointed with my followers and anons.

Alright, let’s just go off into this one and build it. Saeyoung has to leave his brother behind in exchange for getting him out of dodge, like normal, but instead of intelligence, he winds up in a more suspicious sort of agency that works in the underground hunting the vampires that lurk in the dark, just watching and waiting to prey on people. It’s in the agency’s mind that vampires are purely evil and ungodly.

Saeyoung takes this to heart. He’s a religious guy, after all. It’s not hard for him to get wrapped up in that. He works with Vanderwood who’s a seasoned veteran in this field and a force to be reckoned with, and pretty damn good at their job. Saeyoung gets the hint rather fast and takes to it without a lot of trouble, even if there’s a few bumps and bruises along the way. 

He makes a name for himself underneath his moniker of Luciel. 

Nobody wants to fuck with him, and some people want to mess with him for the sake of getting rid of somebody who keeps killing their numbers. He lives that life for a long time, over a decade, actually, without stopping to get involved in anything else. He’s in his twenties by the time that things start to happen strangely. 

You see, when he’s not out in the field doing what needs to be done, he can be found with the RFA, doing charity work for those in need. It’s just something that gives him normalcy in the midst of his fight against evil. At least, that’s what he thinks. 

During one of his missions, he winds up rescuing somebody, MC. Well, it was more like they rescued him. Saeyoung had been backed into a corner and he wound up almost getting killed. 

“Not today!” 

“Huh?!” 

MC stepped in and incapacitated the vampire so Saeyoung could make the final blow. As it turns out, MC is from a family of hunters who have personally been doing it for centuries, and they were trained classically, but they personally don’t believe in hunting vampires. That surprises Saeyoung a lot, but the MC explains that they were rescued by a vampire once as a child, and that changed their perspective on the whole thing. 

Saeyoung isn’t sure how to feel about that, he’s only long since seen the creatures as beasts, no longer human, but a devil. MC saved him though, so he feels indebted to this pretty person with a kind smile. 

He stays with them for some time to get healed up, but something in the air feels like things are going to change from now on. 

Meanwhile, on the flip side. 

Saeran had been left long behind so that Saeyoung could get them out of that bad household. He was supposed to live a normal human life and be safe from danger, but unfortunately, that wasn’t what happened. He was alright for a few years, but it began increasingly clear that the person caring for him was trying to twist his worldview.

You see, he was supposed to stay with Rika and V. V was often gone though and busy with work, which left him behind with Rika. Rika was kind enough to him, and he thought that things would change for the better. 

But, Rika had strange habits and was only awake at odd hours, always skipping around subjects and never being direct about her odd ways. It didn’t seem like something that people did, but he had no way of knowing that since he had been so sheltered. Rika had been trying to tell him that other people were dangerous and that he could only trust her, among other things. She nearly had him under her wing until one night he saw her doing something he shouldn’t. 

He tried to get out that place but before he could, he wound up getting transformed into a vampire against his will not long after he turned eighteen years old. Saeran can’t say that he remembers the first year. It’s a blur to him and he spent much of that fighting to get away from the person that changed him. He doesn’t like to talk about it. 

Saeran does manage to free himself, though. 

For two years, he spent most that time trying to learn to control his bloodlust and the ache that would never be cured. A thirst that could never be quenched that would curse him till the end of time. He really struggles with what he is and there are times when he thinks about just getting rid of himself because he feels like a burden. He’s free, but he’s not really free. He’s been cursed to walk the Earth till the end of time. 

But... after struggling with those thoughts one day, he finds his life about to change even more. 

Saeran considers his options. He can do as he pleases but he’s bound by the vampiric rules. He doesn’t even think that other people like him exist apart from the one who changed him. He can’t go into the sun, he can’t do this, and he can’t do that.

It’s one of those nights where he’s sitting on the ledge on a bridge over the rushing water that a girl approaches him with a concerned look on her face as if she knows what he’s thinking, or if she’s upset that somebody was here when she was coming to do the same as he was. They just stare at each other for a long time, not saying anything, but seemingly understanding.

“Guess you got here before me,” her voice is as delicate as a petal wilting in the winter they’re experiencing. “I didn’t expect anyone to be out here.”

“I didn’t expect it, either,” he says, quietly.

As it turns out, she’s a lonely human that has terribly bad luck. Her family doesn’t really care for her and she doesn’t really see a future for herself, and that’s why she found herself here. Saeran understands the sentiment but a girl as lovely as is can surely find a way to get a great life. He envies that she could run away and be happy. The two of them talk for a while about their lives, he is more vague about things, but she’s the first person that he’s ever been so direct and blunt with.

She talks him out of it and he talks her into taking a deep breath and going back to her life. She leaves but not without giving him her name, which she says with a smile, “Lila.”

Saeran lingers in that town where she lives. A part of him wants to ensure that she’s safe and protected. He rationalizes that to himself, that he just wants to pay her back for making him feel human again, if only for a few hours. He winds up talking to her a lot and getting closer to her as one can get. She makes him smile and feel something inside of himself that he never really felt before and as much as he knows that he can’t be with her forever... 

he wants to hold onto this moment as long as he can. Just the feeling of her warm hand in his cold one. 

It seems like bliss.

But, it’s momentary.

You see, there are more vampires out there than just Saeran. Lonely little country towns are perfect targets, as much as big cities where there are more people than one can count. Lila spends a lot of time working outside and alone day and night. It’s a shame because she gets attacked.

(Continuing this in the next ask.)

[solara-bean]

First Meeting

I have like 3 different versions for how Zola met the Autobots ( specifically Optimus) but thos one's my favorite.

So this was it. I wake up. Shower. Feed RG0 ( pronounced Argo ) my Rottweiler, German Shepard mix. Eat breakfast. Workout. Then tinker and tinker till the day is spent on whatever project I'll probably never finish. I usually skip lunch and go straight to dinner. After that I'd read, paint watch tv or even practice playing my ukulele. Then I'd sleep and do it all over again as I've been doing for the past three years.

The best part is that my routine is never interrupted by outsiders since I'm alone in the woods. Or at least until now.

One night RG0 decided that he wanted to stray away from our normal path. I was fine with even though he was off leash. Nighttime in the forest no longer scared me. I felt more safe than anything. I still brought my shotgun just in case.

Then I heard a loud boom and stopped in my tracks. Before I knew it RG0 bolted into the direction of the loud sound. I hurried after him in a panic.

" Crazy dog! Now is not the time to be curious!!!"

He zoomed past the twisting trees over the uneven ground that slowed me down. Over the thumping of my heartbeat I could hear more loud sounds that were all getting louder. What was this dog leading me to? Thankfully he stopped at a dead end.

I recognized it as a small cliff that overlooked the largest valley in the forest. RG0 stood at the edge and stared down quietly with his ears perked. I slowed down and began to catch my breath only for it to leave my lungs again in shock.

The once peaceful, lush valley was now a warzone filled with....robots??? Why the hell are there robots?! And why are they fighting for that matter?!! There had to be ten - no - twelve of them. All with futuristic guns and other weapons used to harm and maybe even kill. But there seemed to be two groups. It wasn't just random fighting.

The ones with brighter colors seemed to only be fighting the ones with sharper, more threatening features. Wait did they have matching symbols? Ugh! I can't tell without my glasses.

Hang on...what were these things exactly? Some kind of government project gone wrong or maybe a test? It would make since sense these woods are deserted despite me and RG0. Wait did they not know I was here. I have been keeping a low profile. Maybe I'm not suppose to be seeing this. Holy Crap!!! One of the little ones just ripped off the other's arm!!!!

" Ok buddy," I held onto RG0s collar and began to step back slowly. " No clue what the hells going on but we're leaving right now."

Then as luck would have it, one if the robots was blasted into the cliff with an eerily human cry of pain. The force of the impact made me fall over and RG0 yelp. Apparently we'd been loud enough to be heard since the robot, who was tall enough to rest their elbow ( or at least what looked like one ) on the cliff's edge, spotted us.

They were red, blue and silver from what I could see. They also seemed to be wearing some sort of mask. But what really stood out was their glowing eyes that stared back at mine. They held so much emotion and intelligence. That and they were the most beautiful shade of blue.

Before I could admire the metallic stranger any longer, a screeching voice runge out.

" Well Prime, it looks like you've found one of the planet's many pests. Here let me dispose of it for you."

Oh that can't be good.

An energy blast from above missed me and RG0 by a hair. I frantically searched above the trees to see another robot high in the sky with a blaster pointed at us.

Oh great they can fly too!!!

Without a second thought we bolted back down the path with the flying bot hot on our tails. RG0 was taking the path home but I managed to signal him to follow me down another in the opposite direction. I hadn't been this way in a while but the last thing I need is them knowing where we live. It would have been a lot easier to runaway if I didn't have to keep running ina zigzag to avoid blasts. From the high pitched laughter, I could tell that this metal douchebag was enjoying our scurrying.

The robot must have gotten tired of flying since they landed on the ground. Right in front of us.

" As fun as this chase has been, human. I'll need to finish the job before Megatron gets suspicious of why my mission is taking so long. Not that you understand any of what I'm saying. With your inferior intellect and all."

Ok. Doucheness just went from a 10 to a 20.

They pointed their blaster at me, causing RG0 to jump in front of me and growl at them.

" Aw. The organic has a loyal pet. Let's see how well it handles my plasma beam."

" No!"

I held RG0 close to me and awaited the blast that never came. Instead another came from behind us and hit the flying robot's in their blaster, damaging it.

" Leave them alone Starscream!" came a noble, booming voice.

It was the red robot from before.

" Argh! How dare you interrupt my fun once again Optimus Prime!"

Ok good I've got their names now. Guessing that Optimus is the good guy.

Oh great now they're fighting and I'm way too close!

I barely managed to get out of the way as they tussled around, making the ground shake. Once I was a good I looked over my shoulder to see Optimus, the nice robot, pause to give me a look that said "run." He was distracted long enough for Starscream, aka the douchebag, land a kick on his injured side. That must be where he was shot earlier considering there was a hole leaking some sort of fluid.

Optimus groaned and fell to his knees. He was about to get up before Starscream pointed his still somewhat functional blaster at his face.

" You've disappointed me, Prime. Bested by a few blows? Where's that legendary power?! Ah well. No matter. Megatron shall be pleased when I deliver your helm to him."

That should've been my cue get RG0 and I ro safety, seeing that Optimus was only fighting this guy to give us an opening to flee. But was he really going to die? Or would he be fine if we left? It's not like we could help him anyway!

Unless....

" Hey Starscream!"

" Huh-"

Starscream emitted a pathetic wail when one one of my rifle's bullets hit his face. Then another. And another.

" Why you little-"

Before he could aim his blaster, RG0 jumped on his foot and barked up at him loudly.

" Ew get off me you disgusting organic parasite!"

He hopped from foot to foot as RG0 jumped around his feet and pawed at them. Meanwhile I kept shooting at him, making a few noticeable dents in his armor. All the chaos made him do a panicked jig and whine. I couldn't help but giggle.

'Serves you right!!!'

He had enough once he accidentally shot himself in the foot trying to get RG0.

" ARGH! Oh that's it! Now you both die!"

Then Optimus, now having recovered some, shoved him at full force. It sent him tumbling threw a few trees, scratching his metal skin and bending one of his wings. He laid a groaning mess in a heap with Optimus' gun aimed at his head.

" I think it's time for you to go."

With that Starscream transformed into a jet- wait how the HELL- and flew away. I was so taken aback by his transformation that I didn't notice one of the now dented trees give out and fall towards me.

" Look out!" Optimus warned.

RG0 thankfully tackled me out of the way but my head hit the ground to hard and everything turned black.

-------------

I woke up with a throbbing headache and sore muscles. Even worse my bed felt terrible and the curtains were open in my room.

Wait a minute....

'This isn't my room!'

I surveyed my surroundings. I was apparently seating in the front seat of a truck.

'WHO'S TRUCK AM I IN???'

Before I could panic for much longer a familiar voice came from the radio.

" Good morning. How are you feeling?"

" U-uhmm...fine I guess. Who am I talking to?" I said while staring skeptically at the radio and scooting as far into the seat as I could.

" Forgive me for not introducing myself properly. I am Optimus Prime. The mech you met from last night."

'Oh great! That wasn't all a weird whiskey induced dream.'

" But......you're a truck now???"

" Yes."

" Weren't you a robot before?"

" If by 'robot' you mean my primary form, then also yes."

I burried my face in my hands and groaned.

"Ughhh what's going on?"

I then remembered the lack of a certain furry companion. I was about to panic again until I saw RG0 a few yards away from us and playing with some of the other robots from last night. A small yellow one was on the ground, nearly mirroring RG0's play position. I would've found the whole scene cute if it wasn't so bizarre.

" If you don't mind me asking. I would like to know the name of the human who saved me."

I snorted.

" Saved you? No way. If anything you saved me."

" If you hadn't have stayed and distracted Starscream, I would've been severely injured if not offlined. You could have left me there and saved yourself. But you didn't. You showed true bravery."

" Aw stop with the flattery. I was just paying you back for helping us first. So consider us even."

" Then thank you miss....?"

" Princeton. Well Zola is my first name."

" Then thank you Zola. And I'm sure we have much to discuss."

" That might be an understatement."

And it was.

[nadziejastar]

How do you think the experiments would have impacted Lea? Obviously he wasn't as traumatized as Isa, but no one gets kidnapped and used as a lab rat and comes out unscathed

Roxas: Saïx called her “broken.”

Axel: Hmm… Well, if it cheers you up, I’m probably a lot more broken than her.

Ooh, I love this question. I get to use one of my favorite Axel quotes. Yeah, I definitely agree with you. He’d still be very messed up even if he hadn’t lost his heart. He has a LOT of anger and pain underneath the surface. He lost everything in his life. I’m really disappointed that we never got to see his entire backstory. He’s such an interesting character. I wanted to see how he went form an innocent frisbee playing kid to a remorseless assassin. What did he think the Organization was after when they kidnapped him? Did he think they stole his heart as part of the experiment? I wanted to know how he felt about having his heart stolen and then being asked to build KH to try and get it back…by the people who stole it. That must have been confusing. And did he know how the apprentices lost their hearts, too?

I think that he and Saix plotted to take over the Organization for revenge as well for as their freedom. In the novel, this is what is going through Axel’s mind when he first convinces the Riku Replica to join him.

Given the right memories, the Replica could mimic the powers of the original. Which meant that if he were implanted with somebody else’s memories, he would, hypothetically, gain other powers. Somebody’s—or maybe even a Nobody’s. He had one particular Nobody in mind. All the members of the Organization were still influenced by the memories of their human lives.

This sounds like a subplot that never materialized. I wonder who the Nobody was. Braig or Xemnas? It wasn’t Zexion, because Axel says he’s as good a place to start as any. He was testing the Replica on Zexion. I’m not exactly sure what experiments were done to Axel, but I would guess they are the reason why he can control fire. And there were a lot of Emblem Heartless being manufactured in that basement.

He probably was forced to fight at the very least, as I suspect Isa was. The black cloaks are meant to prevent someone from getting swallowed by darkness. Lea and Isa were wearing them when they were recompleted. This indicates they had things done to them that risked them getting swallowed by darkness.

The Heartless appear in groups, and are multiplying rapidly. I’ve provided them both living and nonliving samples. They’ve responded only to the living. They seem to multiply after absorbing something from the living creatures. Their prey vanishes without a trace.

Not only is he traumatized because of what he personally experienced, but probably also from witnessing what happened to others as well.

Yeah, I know. Our plans. That part won’t change.

This is what Axel is thinking in the novel when talking to Saix. Even though they weren’t really getting along at that point, he said that their plans wont change. He wasn’t doing it for just for Saix. He wanted to take over the Organization as much as Saix did. He only becomes less motivated when he starts growing a heart and enters an existential crisis.

Hearing his old name, Axel glanced up at Saix watching him intently. He remembered being human. Memories surged inside him, crowding the space in his chest. For Nobodies, memory had all the weight of a heart.

I remember. I won’t forget.

I think he’s talking about both his memories of Isa, and his memories of the experiments that took everything away from him. His normal life, his heart, his best friend’s personality, his ability to experience happiness and love. He has a really dark and twisted side to his personality. Which I love. It makes total sense. I think the upside-down tear marks were something he came up with himself. Not Saix. Gang members get the tear-shaped tattoos as a permanent reminder that they’ve killed someone or they’ve had a friend killed and they want revenge. And Axel’s are upside-down. As an assassin, the message being sent is, “Ain’t no tears being shed for you, bitch”. But deep down…I think there are.

“The dirty work doesn’t bother me”, Axel went on. “You just make for the top.”

There was nothing false in that, and he looked at Saix in the eye as he said it.

Since the heart is the seat of your emotions and interpersonal relationships, I think that Axel and Saix probably got along decently during their time in the Organization. They were both single-mindedly focused on revenge. They were less like close friends and more like gang brothers. Loyal, but not close. Axel didn’t have an intimate relationship with Saix. They didn’t have fun together, or laugh. And this didn’t seem to bother Axel too much until he met Roxas.

Zexion had never trusted Axel one bit. In fact, he had never trusted anyone besides the original members of the Organization–those he had once known in the laboratory. But he found two especially untrustworthy: Saix, who had somehow wormed his way into Lord Xemnas’s confidence, and his close acquaintance Axel.

Zexion was just a kid when everything happened. I doubt he had anything to do with the experiments personally.He didn’t seem to have any clue who Axel and Saix were in the novel. Nor did he know Saix was Xehanort’d. He trusted them the least out of anyone, because he could tell how much they hated the apprentices. So if this is how much pleasure he took in eliminating Zexion, I can only wonder what he was imagining doing to Xemnas or Braig.

His title, Flurry of Dancing Flames, is a reference to a dance the god Shiva performed that almost caused the end of the universe because he was so angry after his wife killed herself.  Another weapon, Ifrit, is a death spirit drawn to the life-force or blood of a murdered victim seeking revenge on the murderer. He might not have known the whole story on Isa, but as soon as they woke up after turning into Nobodies, he obviously would have noticed that he had a giant scar on his face. I’m sure he was beyond pissed when he saw that. I wish I could see how furious he’d be if he knew the entire truth.

Sora: What are you— What ARE you people?!

Axel: Hm… Don’t know. I wonder about that myself.

I really wonder how he would have acted around Even in DDD. I think they kept him and Dilan away from Lea for a reason. He absolutely revels in Vexen’s death. To Axel, Vexen is a symbol of all that was taken away from him. In the novels, he feels kinda bad destroying Dusks because they are fellow Nobodies. Yet he never, ever shows remorse for taking out Vexen or Zexion. He detests the Organization. But at the same time, he recognizes that he isn’t naturally like this. That he’s warped. Broken. This isn’t the person he wanted to be. He’s changed into someone else because of everything he’s been through. He remembers being different. I think that’s why he never really hates Saix, either. He assumes he’s just warped, like he is.

Axel: Most kids spend summer vacation just goofing off with their friends. They save the homework till the end and then help each other finish it.

Roxas: That sounds fun, I guess.

Axel: Yeah. I hadn’t really thought about it much since becoming a Nobody. So how’d you spend the day?

Axel: Hey, I’m not about to tell you ALL my dark secrets. Got it memorized? I bet you keep a thing or two from me.

Axel admits he hadn’t thought of his normal life too much since becoming a Nobody. He’s had other things on his mind, obviously. He jokes about having dark secrets after sleeping the entire day away. I think the experiments are another reason why he says that memories are just baggage that have never done him any good.

He won’t allow anyone to get too close to him. He never really confides in anyone. Ever. Not even Roxas. He keeps an emotional distance with everyone at all times. Even when Axel says dark things, like he’ll never get to experience love, Roxas doesn’t pick up on anything wrong or ask him about it. He is too naive to tell that he’s got lots of baggage. Not his fault, but it is what it is. Not that Axel would want to talk about it anyways, but still… he always puts on a smile to hide his pain. Always. Even his closest friends had no idea how much he was suffering. And he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Even after he begins to grow a heart, he still kidnaps Kairi. He even does the iconic hand reach of darkness. He feels bad about this later, but he’s so lonely and miserable at that point, he doesn’t care about morality. Morals didn’t exist in the Organization. You didn’t survive that way. In the novel, Axel and Kairi have this exchange which I absolutely loved.

Kairi looked up at him. “Aren’t you…a bad guy?”

“I’m not,” Axel replied, completely serious. “But not really a good guy, either.”

“This doggy likes you, though,” she pointed out.

Axel dropped his gaze, and indeed, Pluto was right there with his tail whipping back and forth.

“Just because dogs like someone doesn’t mean they’re a good person, y’know. Got it memorized?”

I swear, Pluto LOVES Axel in the novels. I almost think they must have met before or something. I also love it because Axel’s main weapon, Eternal Flames, is actually shaped like the symbol for Aleister Crowley’s Chaos magic.

Chaos is neither good nor evil, but both and neither at once. It cannot be controlled; not even by itself. It promotes freedom of choice, thought, and action above all else, even if this leads the world into a primal state of vice and survival of the fittest. Chaos refuses any limitations placed on it. I love how his weapons are so different from Saix’s. Ironically Saix’s are named after benevolent female goddesses and such. Axel’s are the ones who are much darker. You’ve got the lance of Mars, the Roman god of war.

Then there’s the Fuma Shuriken with the Recusant’s Sigil right in the middle. This is the Mystery Gear weapon that’s supposed to represent his true personality. A recusant is someone who refuses to submit to authority. If anyone is a recusant, it is Axel. He’d wear that “X” proudly. Fuma Shuriken was a weapon said to be wielded by the leader of the Fuma clan. The Fuma Clan were a group of outlaw ninjas, especially skilled at night raids and other sorts of sneaky surprise attacks. They were extremely strong, extremely deadly, and had a reputation for pretty much having no morals whatsoever. They would slash enemies in the back, set entire villages on fire, and resort to all sorts of violent and non-violent trickery. They were also said to be experts at the use of fire and smoke – including the smoke-shield practice. In a folk legend, the leader is often depicted as an inhuman figure: a supposedly part-oni, monstrous giant with inverted eyes.

I loved how awkward his conversation with Ienzo was in DDD when he is looking for Isa. It’s even funnier when you hear that scene in Japanese because he sounded so impatient, like, “yeah yeah, shut up already with your long explanations, no one cares. Where’s Isa so I can leave this shithole already?” I’m so mad we didn’t get to see him confront the apprentices. I wanted to see him get mad. Something similar to when Roxas smashed up all of the computers. THAT level of rage. He needed to heal from his past, too. And the first step would be to face it head on and be angry.

I don’t think Axel truly got to heal from his pain in the story, either. He and Isa needed to heal each other. Axel immediately went to being perfectly okay after DDD. But I definitely don’t think he would be. He still needed closure. He needed to get angry at Saix to truly grieve the loss of Isa. And he needed to get angry at Xion when she tried to destroy herself. For himself. To acknowledge his own pain that he always minimizes or tries to hide. It felt like the writers forgot all about Axel’s pain and darkness in KH3.

Goofy: Gawrsh, Lea sure hurried back to Radiant Garden

At the end of DDD, after he saw that Isa had become a vessel, Goofy says Lea hurried back to Radiant Garden. I was so sure that he was going to confront the apprentices and finally learn what happened with Isa. He saw how vessels are made after rescuing Sora. He knew they were made by breaking the person’s soul and having Xehanort’s heart forcibly put into them. He knew Saix had yellow eyes and pointy ears. God, it blew my mind that he never seemed to suspect that Isa might have had the same thing done to him. Never in a million years was I expecting to learn in KH3 that Lea and Isa were “apprentices” all along, and Isa just chose to stay with them because he wanted to get stronger. Um, yeah right.

The longer you know someone, the less you need to speak in clear terms. Everything gets across with a wink and a nudge, a little reading between the lines…When it comes to what befell our late comrades at Castle Oblivion, ambiguity suits me just fine. But the Keyblade master and Roxas come out and say every little thing that comes to mind. Maybe that’s human, or maybe they’re just special.

But in addition to anger, I think he forgot what it felt like to have positive feelings at all. That’s why Roxas was so important to him. He made him remember what being whole felt like. And he also looked like Ventus, so he brought back all sorts of memories from when he was young. There was a time, long ago, when he was just like Roxas.

Talking to Roxas and Xion always brings back memories of my human life, back when I was a kid. It’s a weird sensation. I ought to be able to share all this with Saïx, but I just don’t feel like it anymore. It’s strange, but I’m content with just missing what’s gone. I’m not the one who changed. You did.

From this you can tell that he didn’t always mind talking to Saix. But after spending time with Roxas and Xion, he starts to grow a heart, and then he remembers how genuine friendship felt. He’s sick of living like this. Like a criminal. He wants to eat ice cream and laugh about stupid stuff…And he starts missing Isa. And he can’t stand to be around Saix anymore, since hes nothing like Isa. The chasm between past and present is just too great. 

What were you really after, Lea? We joined the Organization at the same time, and formulated our plan. At this point, it’s just an idle fantasy. Everything changed. You, and me.

Saix says that Axel has changed. He used to be a lot more cold and brutal. Saix says he’s changed as well. I think it’s because he has Isa’s memories, so he can remember what Isa was like. And even he knows that he isn’t like Isa. I thought that was interesting. That he had that level of self-awareness. It must have been confusing to him, too. How different he used to be.

Roxas doesn’t trust me after the whole Xion incident, but I can’t tell him the truth yet. So I keep lying. It’s no big deal when you’re a Nobody. There’s no guilt, no feeling at all. So why does it still sting, just a little, when I lie to him? All my dealings with Roxas give me this bizarre illusion of humanity.

Axel isn’t used to feeling guilt when he lies. He forgot what that felt like, so it surprises him when he feels it. But he can’t imagine it’s anything more than an illusion…

“You know, I’ve been thinking about something Naminé said. Roxas, are you really sure that you don’t have a heart? Is it possible that we ALL have one? You, me, her… Or is that just wishful thinking?”

…Just wishful thinking. It’s too scary to hope for anything more.

Riku Replica was just a tool, but I can’t just use Xion. No, I was wrong to have just used Riku Replica in the first place. How is a man-made puppet any less worthy than a Nobody that was never meant to exist at all? They’re both ambiguous. Tenuous at best.

Even when he does start to feel emotion again, he is confronted with overwhelming despair. He doesn’t even view himself as human. When he’s revived in DDD, he says hes “human again”. As a Nobody he sees himself as sub-human. On the same level as a Replica. When he disappears, he tells Roxas they’ll meet again in the next life. But he really didn’t believe he had one. I don’t think this outlook is just the result of losing his heart. I think it all started with losing his faith in humanity after the experiments were done to him. He sees Roxas as pure and innocent; something he no longer is. To Axel, Roxas is more worthy of humanity than he is. Honestly, he gets even more cynical after he starts to grow a heart again. That’s when he can feel the brunt of his trauma with full force, unlike before.

He had never apologized to anyone before. Or thanked anyone, either. Without a heart, there was never any need. If he had no heart, did it mean anything to say he was lonely, or sorry, or grateful? The words couldn’t be heartfelt, when there was no heart to feel them. But even that word, painful—what could it possibly mean for someone with no heart?

This whole passage from the novel shows how he views himself. He’s ashamed of himself. He knows it’s abnormal to lack emotion. Humans aren’t supposed to be like that. He’s broken. He invalidates his own feelings because he thinks he’s not worthy of having them in his condition.

Axel stretched his neck and munched on his ice cream.

“You know, I don’t mind disappearing.”

Namine’s breath caught.

Riku stared at him.

“Roxas is gone. When we bring Kairi here, Namine will be gone, too. Same for me,” he said, as if he were discussing the weather, and then punctuated his comment with another bite of sea-salt ice cream.

“We don’t disappear…We’re only reborn,” Namine murmured, perhaps to herself.

“I‘m not like you and Roxas,” Axel said flatly, his hand holding his ice pop stick in midair.

“But—But you…” She looked down, clenching her fists.

“It’s because I don’t have a heart,” Axel went on. “I don’t want to disappear, but I’m not upset or sad about it.”

Namine tried to say something and failed.

Nobodies aren’t supposed to exist. Nobodies don’t have hearts, so they can’t feel anything.

I really love how much extra characterization the novels give. Despite all evidence to the contrary, he says he can’t feel anything. Or ironically, maybe he just wishes he didn’t. Maybe he forgot that having a heart can make you feel more profound pain, just as it can make you feel fulfilled. And he mistakes that emptiness for heartlessness.

Then someone else spoke behind him. ”I’ve been waiting for you Axel.”

“Yeah, I figured you’d show up.” His smirk turned nastier as he turned to see Saix. He didn’t take his eyes off the other man as he spoke to the girl in the cage. “Listen, Kairi! Trust me. I’m going to get you out!”

Behind him the portal closed.

“What are you saying…? Vile traitor! The great Claymore took shape at Saix’s back. Axel didn’t waste a second grabbing his chakrams. But his body was reluctant somehow.

I don’t want to disappear…But still, it wouldn’t be so bad if I did. Not here.

What does he even have left? Roxas forgot about him and disappeared. Isa forgot about him a long time ago (he thinks). And now he’s trying to kill him. If he wants to live, he might have to try and kill Isa now. He said he wanted to find hope—the hope that Sora and Riku have. But now? He thinks it wouldn’t be so bad to disappear. He puts on a “nasty smirk” when Saix comes. Just like when he disappeared with Sora, he still put on a smile to hide his pain. Like, wow. That is SO sad. It’s why I the LOVE the fact that his Keyblade is Phoenix-themed. The glorious rebirth from the ashes of death. Both for him and Isa. Yeah, I think the experiments had a devastating effect on Lea that the story didn’t provide any closure to at all. 

[prettyyyboyluke]

Camera Girl (Part 2)

a/n: so i edited part one and instead of homecoming being in a week it’s gonna be in a month you’ll just see what imma do :)

~

i haven’t checked my phone all day and my group chat was blown up.

ashton:

cal what happened with bianca!!!

michael:

are you fucking?

luke:

when are you gonna ask her to hoco?

michael:

holy shit they’re fucking

ashton:

i want a fuckin story tomorrow bro

luke:

calum if you ask her i wanna ask jess

ashton:

ooo does luke have a new girl?

michael:

it’s about time, i hated kylie

ashton:

ok wig

i texted back before getting in the shower.

me:

chill, and no michael we weren’t fucking.

and luke this week. i’ll tell you about it tomorrow

~

i woke up later than usual just because i remember bianca telling me how she doesn’t have to come in till 9:00 this morning. it was 7:45 so i figured i would go get bianca around 8:20 to give us enough time for her coffee run. knowing that homecoming is in less than a month, i’ve had some ideas on how to ask bianca. but everything i think of, it’s not good enough for her. “calum, are you gonna be late for school?” my mom asks knocking on the door. “no! i’m picking up bianca.” i shouted back. my mom came into the room, “you seem to really like this girl.” “she’s amazing mom. i want to ask her to homecoming, but i just don’t know how.” “you’ll think of something honey, you have a little while until it comes.”

the whole drive to bianca’s house i thought of ideas of how to ask her to homecoming, and i found a few that i might stick with. right as i pulled into her driveway she walked outside. she was wearing a mustard colored skirt with a black long sleeve that was cut in a V. her glasses were perched high on her nose as per usual and her hair was in pigtails. one of her favorite and one of my favorite looks on her as well. “morning pretty girl. did you sleep well?” i asked as she slipped into the seat. “yeah, i’m still a little tired. i’m really looking forward to my coffee.” she yawned. “did you sleep well?” “mhm. we have a long practice after school so i’m just dreading all the conditioning that coach is gonna make us do.” “what time does it end?” “6:00.” “oo, yeah that’s a long one. i’ll stick to my editing.”

we pulled up to the coffee shop i saw her taking pictures of jessica. “since you paid for dinner last night, i’m paying for coffee.” i said opening the door for her. “and i’ll pay for the next one.” while we were waiting in line bianca leaned up against me making my arm made around her shoulders pulling her into my side. “i’m sleepy.” she whispers. “i know i know, your coffee is coming.” i said running my hand through one of her pigtails. once she ordered her coffee she became a little more cheerful.

the ride to school i learned small things about bianca that she normally wouldn’t admit to anyone, expect jess. “i would play for the school, but i just don’t want to deal with the drama and all the popular girls.” “when do you do club then?” “i’ll start it towards winter. you should come to some of my games.” “i would love to.” apparently bianca plays volleyball for a club team. i can only imagine her in those little spandex running around a court. i also found out she’s a little innocent, but anyone could’ve told you that.

“if you keep staring at me you might as well take a picture.” bianca smiled pulling out her books. “i’ll leave the pictures to you pretty girl, you do it better anyways.” i smirked at her. “you have a point.” “don’t i always?” “if you say so.” she said and closed her locker. we began to walk to class, even though my class was on the opposite side of the school, i still wanted to walk with her. “got anything exciting today pretty girl?” “mm nope, i think we have a mini party in yearbook for meeting our deadline, but that’s it.” “that should be fun, you definitely deserve it.” i said. our hands brushed up against each others slightly making bianca blush. “i’ll see you later?” she asked before walking into her class. “of course.” i smiled.

my phone buzzed with bianca’s name plastered against my phone.

bianca:

come over after practice? i have to work until it’s done

me:

sounds like a date

bianca:

yay :)

as soon as last period was done the more i wanted to get to practice to go to bianca’s. i stopped by her locker quick just to say bye. “don’t you have to go to practice?” she asked. “yes, i just wanted to see you before.” “you’re gonna see me after.” “mmm it’s too long.” “it’s three hours cal, you can manage.” she giggled. “i know, it’s still a while though.” “the sooner you go the sooner you get to see me again.” she said putting her arms up for a hug.

BIANCA’S POV

when people think of calum hood, they think of a popular, hot, captain of the soccer team guy. but, when i think of him i think of how sweet he is. yes calum is all those things, but i don’t see him as a piece of meat, i actually like him. i want to get to know him more if we ever become something, which by the way things seem to be going, we definitely will. “don’t you have to go to work?” jessica asked. “oh yikes, yeah i better go.” i said. “what’s got you so distracted b?” “not what, who.” “who, is it calum? is shit happening?” “relax jess, i think so he’s coming over after his practice and when i get off work.” “this is so exciting.”

when i got to work i was more excited to get it over with to see calum. i felt safe with him and i could tell a few people were starting to notice us. he always looked good his tattoos and his hands were my favorite features on him. i recently became obsessed with one of his outfits that he wore every other week. that being either a white and black stripped button down or the blue and white button down. he looked so delicious.

time dragged on more than i would’ve liked but once that clocked strikes 6:00 i was out.

HOMECOMING WEEK/ CALUM’S POV

bianca and i have been hanging out probably everyday after school, and all day together on the weekends. she’s even come to a few of my practices to take pictures, or just because she wanted to see me. the theme of the dance is starry night and i know bianca is excited to get pictures with the lights. i have yet to ask her, just cause i’m going big for her. “so, have any ideas for the homecoming page?” bianca and i were laying on my couch in the basement. “i do, but i’m not gonna tell you because you’ve already seen too much of it.” “three pages is not a lot pretty girl.” “yes it is.”

the boys have also been hanging around with bianca and jessica a little more, just cause bianca and i are always together now. “hey cal, if we’re gonna get started on this whole thing, we better start now!” ashton shouted coming down. “yeah, you realize that it’s tomorrow?” luke came down immediately after him. “oh shit, hi bianca!” ashton greeted. “hey guys, what’s going on?” “oh nothing, calum just has this thing on tuesday for soccer, and he wants to make it really nice so he asked us to help plan it.” thank god luke saved it. “anything i can help with?” bianca perched. “no pretty girl, you already help enough.” i shut her down.

bianca spent another hour or so at my house before she decided she had to go. “i should go, i have a lot to prepare for yearbook tomorrow.” bianca yawned. “i’ll see you in the morning for coffee?” “yes you will.” she smiled. god this girl has me head over heels for her. i walked back down to the basement to get a look from ashton. “what? you guys didn’t tell me you were coming over.” “you should know by now cal.” “alright alright, let’s just get started.”

the whole rest of the night, the boys helped me prepare to ask bianca to homecoming tomorrow. i’m so excited to see her face when i do. “i have never seen you into a girl as much as you into bianca.” ashton sighs. “she’s the best thing that’s gonna happen to me ash, i’ve gotta keep her.”

~

this morning i was more than excited to get bianca for coffee, but i was more excited to ask her to homecoming. when bianca came out my mouth dropped. she was wearing a floral jumpsuit with black flats. her hair was straight and to my surprise she wasn’t wearing any glasses. and fuck, she looked stunning. “someone dressed up today.” i smirked at her taking her in my arms. “can’t i have a little fun?” “course you can pretty girl, you look amazing.” “thank you, now can we go get coffee?”

i couldn’t keep my eyes off of her, and neither could anyone else. i made it clear she was with me by putting my hand on her lower back. “ready?” i asked her. “mmhm.” she hummed. we both headed into school and again, people couldn’t stop looking at her. “hey cal! come over here!” michael shouted once he saw us. “i have a surprise for you later pretty girl, but in the mean time, i’ll see you in class?” “what’s the surprise?” “gotta wait till later.” i winked before walking over to the guys. “what is it?” “did you forget we have to set up the field for your girl?” “fuck, right, my sister is bringing me everything before last period.” “and also, she looks fucking hot.” michael whistled. “alright, that’s my girl.” “not yet.”

“so calum, what’s the surprise?” “i can’t tell you, it’ll ruin it.” “but i wanna know!” bianca whined. “trust me pretty one, it’ll be better if you don’t.” i winked back at her. the rest of the day dragged on much longer than i wished, but once last period came i was jumping out my skin. i met my sister at the field where she brought the flowers and of course, coffee. “you ready?” my sister asked. “god yes, i’ve been waiting for this for ever.”

i had ashton and luke go get bianca from yearbook. she was sitting in her unassigned assigned seat at the computer working away. “hey bianca, calum wanted us to come get you for something.” luke said. “is everything okay?” “yeah yeah, he just needs your help with something.” ashton said. i could feel my heart pounding out of my chest. i was running my fingers through my hair, jumping up and down, anything i could do to distract. “mate, chill. she’s gonna say yes.” michael chuckled. “i know, i’m just so nervous. like that girl is my dream and i just wanna make her happy.” i rushed.

once i saw bianca walking i started to calm down a little bit. she still looked like a full course meal. “okay close your eyes.” luke said. “why?” “just do it.” he sighed. she closed her eyes while luke and ashton lead her to me. “calum are you okay?” she asked, her eyes still closed. “yes, i’m right her bianca.” i said taking her hand from luke. “you can open your eyes now bianca.” ashton said. and once her green eyes open, she was shocked.

i had spelt out ‘Homecoming?’ with flower petals on the field, my sister was holding more flowers and i had her favorite coffee order. “so, do you wanna homecoming with me?” i asked. “yes, oh my god calum was this the surprise?” she shouted. i chucked at her, “yes it was pretty girl.” she had leaped into my arms. “good thing i dressed up today.” she whispered when we took the pictures. “you’ll always look good to me.”

[petri808]

Karaoke Kraze

Lucy, Cana, and Levy have been friends since childhood.  Home for the summer from college they head to their favorite club to drink, sing, and just party the night away.  Levy’s boyfriend Gajeel brings his friends along but Lucy’s lyrical enchantments quickly leaves his younger cousin Natsu spellbound....

Chapter 1 of 10: The Voice

It’s nearly 7pm on a Saturday night in June as the three best friends all stand around one of the mirrors in Lucy's bathroom.  Sure, there are others they could use in her changing area but it's always more fun when they get ready together.

This is the first time in about 3 months since they’ve been able to hang out like this; each busy with college.  But every summer break when they come home to Magnolia their focus is on catching up and having fun like there were no cares in the world.  And tonight, was no exception, nothing was gonna stop them from heading to their favorite hangout spot; the Fairytail Karaoke Bar & Nightclub.

"Lucy quit hogging the mirror!" Levy whines, "It’s not like you need it."

Her friend was right; the beautiful blonde could turn heads just wearing sweatpants and a hoodie.  Over the years her girlfriends just put up with all the attention their friend received because they knew her better; she's never really cared for any of the guys who've worked up the courage to ask her out.  Not because many weren't handsome or rich since most of them were, but mainly because they only looked at her appearance and that's not what she was looking for in a real man.

"Levy your just as adorable."  She pinches her friend’s cheek eliciting a squeal from the girl.  "Besides, you've already got a boyfriend so who are you trying to impress?"

Humph!  She crosses her arms, "So, maybe I like it when guys still check me out!"

"Uh, you Naughty girl!" Lucy shrieks

"Isn't Gajeel gonna meet you there tonight?  Or are you trying to make him jealous?"

Levy smirks, "Maybe...   It makes the night games even spicier."  Cana and Lucy's jaws drop; their mousy, bookworm little friend sure has changed since she started dating this guy.

"My hero!"  Cana puts her arms around Levy’s shoulders.  "Where have you been all this time!"

Blushing, "So, um, he's gonna have a few friends with him too."

"Oh yeah, are they hot friends?!" The brunette wiggles her eyebrows

"I’m not sure whose coming.”

"Well I hope so, maybe Lucy here will finally get some action!"

Tch  “You might be getting too much action Cana!  Try settling down for once."

Placing a hand on her hip, she cocks it to the side, "Oh please, life's too short, I'm still young, and I wanna have fun."  She retorts in a serious tone.

Levy and Lucy look at each other smirking when all three start singing and waving their hands in the air, "Oooh, Girl's just wanna have Fu-un, Ooohh girls just wanna haaave fun!"  Erupting into a giggling fit at the end.

Turning back to the full-length mirror, “So, do you guys think this is too revealing?”  Lucy inquires of her friends as she smooth’s down the skirt and checks herself over.  “I still wanna be able to dance without anything bunching.”  

“If anything, I think it’s not revealing enough,” Cana not so coyly replies as she pulls at the halter top and pokes at Lucy’s breasts.  “Show off more of these!”

“No way, I don’t need those falling out!”  Sigh, “They are such a pain sometimes.”  Turning back to the mirror she poses a couple more times.  The simple but elegant red halter top dress she chose was cut in the middle and with her sizable boobs, plus an open back, there was plenty of skin up top to reveal.  The skirt was loose fitting, good for dancing, but short barely reaching her mid thighs.  Lucy worried it was too short but as long as she was careful she should be okay.  With a pair of black 5inch heels at the end of her long silky white legs the girl was stunning.  

As Lucy and Cana primp and strike poses in the mirror Levy’s cell phone rings.  “Hey Gajeel… Yeah we’re leaving in a few to head to the club… Alright we’ll save a booth… How many..  okay.  What time are you guy’s…  We’ll see you there… I Love you too.  Bye.”  

She turns around to let her friends know about the group when she sees them making kissy faces at her.  “Ooh I love you Gajeel.”  Cana wraps her arms around herself and starts to imitate the sounds of sloppy kisses.

“Cana!”  She shrieks; her face heating up as images of her and Gajeel making out pop into her mind.

“Ah” Lucy points out giggling, “She is thinking about it!!”

“Guys quit it!  You better not mess with me tonight, I don’t wanna be embarrassed!”

“Oh, lighten up Levy!”  Lucy teases her friend, “It’s just us in here.”   “So, what’d he say?”

“They’ll get there around 8:30-9, and there’s 5 of them so he said find a big enough booth.”

“I don’t think we’ll all fit in one booth, but I’m sure Mira will just give us the VIP section, I’ll call on the way there.”

“Sooorry, Miss influential,” Cana snickers

“Whatever, we’re all friends and she always take’s care of us.”

“Then why are we still standing around in here!  I wanna get my drink on!”  The brunette puts her arms around her friend’s shoulders and leads them out of the room.

“I’ll text Gajeel on the way there to find us in the VIP section.”

“It’s Time to party girls!”  Lucy squeals

As the black Bentley limo pulls up in front of Club Fairytail, one of the security guards named Al Connell opens the car's door for them.  Lucy instructs her driver Capricorn that she’ll call when they’re ready to leave.  He nods and wishes them a good evening as the three girls exit the vehicle.

“I can never get used to riding in that thing.  Lu I don’t know how you mind the attention.”  

She shrugs her shoulders, “I just grew up with it being normal.”

“Well I looove the attention,” Cana grins and waves her fingers at a few decent looking guys staring at them.

“Come on,” Lucy drags her drooling friend towards the door’s bouncer.  “Hey Elfman!”

“Hey girls; back for more I see.”

“You know it!”

“Mira’s already got the VIP section ready for you guys.  Is there anyone else in your group still coming?”

“Yeah, my boyfriend Gajeel, do you remember him?”

“The guy with the facial piercings?”

“That’s him,” Levy blushes, “and four more of his friends will be with him.”

“I’ll direct 'um to you guys when they get here.  You girls have fun tonight.”  He opens the door for them.

“Thanks, Elfman.”

They head straight for a roped off section that has a reserved sign next to it.  A girl with short white hair reaches them just as they are about to sit down.  “Hi Lisanna, how’s everything going with you and Bixlow?”

“We’re doing great, he finally proposed to me last month.”

“Really, congratulations!”

“Thanks.  So, what can I start you off with?”

“I think our usual’s, right?”  Lucy looks at the other two and they nod, “Oh and could you bring us the karaoke book?”

The girl smiles, “Already got it.” She hands the book to Lucy.  “I know your routine already, Karaoke then dancing.  I’ll be back shortly with your drinks.”

“You’re the bomb Lis!”  Cana yells after her.        

Lisanna puts in their orders with the bartender, her brother-in-law Laxus.  It doesn’t take long since he also anticipated their usual’s and soon the girls are half way into their first round.  

“So, what should we sing?”  Levy asks with the paper and pen in her hand, “We’ve got about an hour till they get here so we need about 7-10 songs.”  She enjoys hanging out when they come here to sing, but she rarely participates, saying that Lucy has the nicest voice and Cana, well Cana just likes to be a part of any action.

The three girls huddle around the song book and start pointing out songs for Levy to write down.  Mostly fun ones to sing but Lucy pick’s a couple of slower love songs as well.  Her friends tease her that those are All hers as usual.  She tries to plead for them to at least sing back up, but they reply no guarantees.  “Fine,” she huffs, “I still don’t know why you won’t sing them with me.”

“Because we can’t pull them off like you.  Duh!”  

Lisanna returns with their second round and they hand her their list of songs.  This section has its own karaoke set up so Lisanna programs the songs for them.  Cana and Lucy eagerly grab the mics and stand up in front of the screen ready for the first song to come on; ‘Love Shack’ by the B52’s.  “Okay you got the girls part.”  Cana winks at Lucy who giggles, “Kay.”

C- “If you see a faded sign at the side of the road that says 15 miles to the…” L- “Looooove Shack!  Love Shack, yeah, yeah.  I’m headin down the Atlanta highway… Lookin; for a looove getawayyy.  Headed for the looove getawayyy.”

Both girls start imitating 70’s & 80’s styles of dances like the disco finger, the bump, and of course the ‘Love Shack’ dance move; bopping around and having a blast with the music.  Even Levy can’t resist, joining them during the choruses.

C- “Knock a little louder, baby.” L- “bang, bang, Bang, on the door baby…” C- “I can’t hear you.” L- “Bang, Bang, Bang, on the door baby…” C- “Knock a little louder, sugar.” L- “BANG, BANG” C- “On the door, baby.” L- “BANG, BANG” C- “On the door baby!.” L- “BANG, BANG!” C- “Your What!?” L- “Tiiiinnn roof, Rusted.”  “Love Shaaack, that’s where it’s at.  Love Shaaack, that’s where it’s at.” C- “At the Lo-o-ove Shack…”

Levy starts clapping enthusiastically as the two girls plop down on the couch and gulp their drinks; luckily Lisanna anticipates their routine and is already on her way with the next round.  Over the next hour they sing to their hearts content, even growing a small crowd of mostly guys cheering them on.  

Gajeel and his friends all pull up around 8:25pm and head into the club.  Elfman opens the door and directs them to the VIP section, “Just follow the singing, I can hear Lucy right now.”

“Who’s Lucy again?”  Questions Gray

“She’s one of my girl’s best friends.”

“Are they nice, Juvia hopes she will get along with them?”  

“Oh yeah, their cool, you already know Levy so just talk to her if not.  I’m pretty sure the other two will be dancing most of the time anyways.”

“Are they hot?!” drools Loke, their playboy friend.

“Gehe, you’ll like Cana, she’s just like you, loves to party and isn’t looking for a serious relationship.”

“Sounds like my kind of woman!”

As the other four in the group just chat along the way, Natsu’s pace slows.  Silently wrapped up in his own thoughts, soaking up the words and her voice wafting through the air; ‘So this is Lucy we’re hearing....My God her voice is just so beautiful….’

“… Two by two their bodies become one…….  I see you through the smoky air.  Can’t you feel the weight of my stare…  You’re so close but still a world away…..  What I’m dying to say, is that I’m crazy for you.  Touch me once and you’ll know it’s true.  I never wanted anyone like this….”

Gray turns to say something to Natsu when he realizes his friend is trailing behind, “Oi Natsu, you coming?”  Looking more carefully he sees the dazed expression in his best friend’s face. “Dude, what’s the matter with you?”

“Her voice is just….  There are no words to describe it…”

“Huh?  Oh, you mean that Lucy chick whose singing, you don’t even know what she looks like; she could be ugly...”

Natsu cuts him off.  “With a voice like that….”  He looks at his friend, “You don’t gotta wait up for me I’ll catch up.” “Slowly now we begin to move.  Every breath I’m deeper into you… Soon we two are standing still in time.  If you read my mind….”

“Whatever man.  We’re heading to the bar first to grab our drinks.  I’ll see you at the table.”

“Yeah sure,” Natsu mutters as he continues towards the voice, drawn to it like a moth to a flame.   “It’s all brand new, I’m crazy for you.  And you know it’s true…”  

Making his way through the small crowd she finally comes into view.  His heart stops and feet plant locked to the floor.   He can’t believe what his eyes are trying to tell him… This girl, with the entrancing voice is drop dead gorgeous too!  A striking blonde with a flirty little red dress; his favorite color by the way, holding the microphone to her luscious looking pink lips… and those long…silky smooth legs…  “Wow…” he softly breathes out leaving his lips parted.  Her big bright brown eyes sparkling when the lights hit them; he listens spellbound as she drags out the last line.     

“…I’m crazy, crazy for you…”

[astarkey]

IN DEPTH FANDOM QUESTIONS: Charmed and FDTD! 💖💖💖

It’s kinda long, so I’m gonna have it under the cut lol.

Charmed

Top 5 favorite characters: Piper Halliwell, Prue Halliwell, Phoebe Halliwell, Paige Matthews, Andy Trudeau Other characters you like: Darryl Morris, Leo Wyatt, Cole Turner, Barbas Least favorite characters: Billie Jenkins, (Adult) Chris Halliwell Otps: Prue/Andy, Piper/Leo, Phoebe/Cole, Prue/Bane Notps: Prue/Jack, Phoebe/Coop Favorite friendships: The Halliwells and Darryl Favorite family: The Halliwell sisters (Paige included) Favorite episodes: “Murphy’s Luck,” “Ex Libris,” “A Witch’s Tail,” “The Day the Magic Died,” and “Oh My Goddess.” Favorite season/book/movie: Season 2 Favorite quotes: “I know it’s not very P.C. but I want romance. Long, slow kisses, late night talks, candlelight. I love love.,” “It’s the 21st century. It’s the woman’s job to save the day.,” “I don’t obsess. I think, intensely.,” “I think from now on I’m gonna stop trying to control every little moment. The best ones kinda sneak up on you, anyway.” Best musical moment: All the musical guest at the club, P3. Moment that made you fangirl/boy the hardest: I think when I saw Bane make a re-appearence when he kidnapped Prue 😂 I don’t think I fangirl'd too hard, I was calm and surprised about it haha. When it really disappointed you: When they added Billie. I don’t know, I didn’t really like much of season 8 ‘cause I felt like they were making the focus on her and didn’t know what to do with the rest of the main characters. I hardly watched that season anyway, it just felt dragged out and confusing. Saddest moment: When Phoebe vanquished Cole Most well done character death: I don’t know, I guess Andy’s. Favorite guest star: John Cho Favorite cast member: Holly Marie Combs Character you wish was still alive: Prue Halliwell AND Andy Trudeau. One thing you hope really happens: I don’t know. It would’ve been nice to see the next generation of Halliwells kicking demon ass lol. Most shocking twist: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ When did you start watching/reading?: Probably around the time that s4 aired. I always saw glimpses of episodes on TNT when my mom used to do my hair before taking me to school, and I just decided to sit and watch it with her when they were showing new episodes on WB (CW). Best animal/creature: I think the Grimlocks. They kinda scared me when I was a kid lol. Favorite location: The Halliwell house Trope you wish they would stop using: I don’t know... I don’t know if it’s necessarily a trope, but I kinda noticed how they would make the big sisters seem a little bossy. Like Prue was the big sister and she was bossy, and then when she died and Piper ended up being the big sister, she became bossy later on, too. It’s like they have to have one of the sisters being the boss in the trio and it’s like why??? lol.  One thing this show/book/film does better than others: It’s three sisters that are witches and kicking demon ass. How cool is that lol  Funniest moments: Piper on the ground kicking and screaming in that episode “Is There a Woogy in the House,” and Piper calling some dude skid mark lol. Couple you would like to see: I don’t know. Actor/Actress you want to join the cast: I’m not sure. Favorite outfit: Phoebe’s outfit here [Link] It’s always been my favorite. Favorite item: The Book of Shadows Do you own anything related to this show/book/film?: No What house/team/group/friendship group/family/race etc would you be in?: I don’t know. Most boring plotline: I don’t know, I kinda stopped investing in the show when they did the whole Wyatt going to magic school like going to Hogwarts, and the warlock running the school wanted to steal Wyatt and make him evil so he could be evil!Wyatt in the future. It was like around that season and when Oded Fehr played that demon (I forgot his name, but I know it starts with a “Z”) and when Billie showed up, it just got boring later on. Most laughably bad moment: Piper’s Halloween costume as Gilda the witch from The Wizard of Oz. Best flashback/flashfoward if any: Idk, I can’t remember. There were so many 😂 Most layered character: Piper Halliwell Most one dimensional character: Uh... I don’t know. I wanna say (Adult) Chris Halliwell lmao. Scariest moment: I think a reporter was in the sewers trying to report on the Charmed Ones, but then a Grimlock popped up in front of the camera and attacked the reporter. Grossest moment: I don’t remember. Best looking male: Bane Jessup (let’s be honest here, people, lol) Best looking female: All of the sisters are good looking, lol. But I’ll say Phoebe Halliwell. Who you’re crushing on (if any): Nobody lol. Favorite cast moment: I don’t know. Favorite transportation: Orbing Most beautiful scene (scenery/shot wise): The dream sequences in the “Dream Sorcerer” episode. Unanswered question/continuity issue/plot error that bugs you: I know the reason (the Shannen and Alyssa beef while filming), but it’s weird that Prue’s spirit never shows up whenever the family’s spirits are called upon, like Grams’ and Penny’s spirit. Even in the last episode of the show, Prue never showed up, and even the characters questioned that! 😂 Best promo: I have no idea. At what point did you fall in love with this show/book: I don’t know, it kinda grew on me lol. I liked the idea of witches fighting evil, and the show gave off this warm nostalgic feeling (kinda like Practical Magic), and I think that’s what drew me to the show, as well.

From Dusk Till Dawn: The Series

Top 5 favorite characters: Seth Gecko, Kate Fuller, Richie Gecko, Kisa, and Eddie Cruickshank.  Other characters you like: Freddie Gonzalez, Scott Fuller, Ximena Vasconcelos, Jacob Fuller, Burt, Kalinda, Dakota Block, Rafa Infante, Vanessa Styles, Celestino Oculto 😎, and Kalinda Least favorite characters: Aiden Tanner, Carlos Madrigal, Sonja Lam Otps: Seth/Kate, Richie/Kate Notps: Scott/Kate, Seth/Richie, Kate/Carlos, and shipping anybody with Aiden lol. Favorite friendships: Seth and Kisa, Seth and Kalinda (even though it was extremely short, their interaction was just so nice to see), Kate and Rafa, and Richie and Kisa (I wanna say they’re otp, but I also like the mutual relationship they have) Favorite family: The Fuller family including the Gecko brothers... and Uncle Eddie 😂 Favorite episodes: “Let’s Get Ramblin’,”Santa Sangre,” “Shady Glen,” and “Dark Side of the Sun.” Favorite season/book/movie: Season 2 Favorite quotes: “And every spidey since I got is tingling in every nook and cranny from eyeballs to balls-balls.,” “’Got your balls on?’ ‘Screwed on tight.,’” “’Are you here for redemption? In whose eyes? Your God’s?’ No. In the eyes of the people I love.,’“ “My family might survive if we stick together because we’re better together. When we’re alone, we’re lost.,” “Now like it or not, we are a family. A broken, messed up, sad excuse for a family. But goddamn it, we got love for each other, don’t we? Love and forgiveness. That’s how you get through the day, right?,” “Next one that pipes up gets a stake through the heart. Reptile, regular jackass, I don’t really give a shit. Got it? Fantastic.,” “You, be cool.” Best musical moment: Uh... Every musical moment was pretty mediocre, so I guess Fanglorious on stage was pretty great (those are the only 2 musical moments I know). Moment that made you fangirl/boy the hardest: Los Tres Geckos robbing a bank at the end of s3 lol. When it really disappointed you: How the creators just decided to change Sex Machine’s character from the movie into this total perv/predator in the show, like wtf. Movie version Sex Machine was my fav. AND THEY KEPT BRINGING HIM BACK EACH SEASON WHEN NO ONE WANTED HIM BACK, LIKE MAJORITY OF US COLLECTIVELY WANTED HIM TO STAY DEAD! Saddest moment: In the “Straightjacket” episode when Seth was tied up and trying to talk to Richie to get his normal self to come back while his shadow-self took over. They really got me with that one. Most well done character death: Carlos getting butchered by the main characters, leaving Scott to finish him off by decapitating his head. That was some pretty poetic shit right there lol. Favorite guest star: Tom Savini Favorite cast member: D.J. Cotrona Character you wish was still alive: Pretty much majority of the ones that have died 😂 I’ll just say everyone except Malvado, Carlos, and Aiden Tanner. One thing you hope really happens: Dude, I just wanna see Seth and Kate kiss, that’s all man 😆 Most shocking twist: I mean I wasn’t expecting Kate to show up with the brothers robbing a bank, so that was a shock lol. When did you start watching/reading?: Pfff, pretty much five years ago, now, in March! Lol.  Best animal/creature: Culebras Favorite location: I’d say the run-down motel in the beginning of s2 😂 Also Uncle Eddie’s shop. Trope you wish they would stop using: Idk... Idk if it’s a trope, but it kinda sucks seeing innocent girls getting treated like shit and killed, and then they come back from the dead and like some part of them is stripped away like they’re not as they used to be, and they’re out for blood. I don’t know... One thing this show/book/film does better than others: As cheesy as this show is, it has Robert Rodriguez all over it, which kept me hooked. It also incorporates Mesoamerican mythology and folklore, which I’m a huge sucker for, AND VAMPIRES!!!!! Funniest moments: Richie sliding out when Seth told him to shut up at the liquor store, Carlos pretending to hand something to Malvado when he’s handing him nothing and saying he’s all out of fucks to give, Seth shooting a gun in the garage with a straight face, and Seth protecting his crotch before he attempts to shoot a gas tank. Couple you would like to see: Idk, I guess Seth/Kate??? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Actor/Actress you want to join the cast: Salma Hayek (I still wanna know why she wasn’t on the show. She would’ve been amazing as one of the nine lords) Favorite outfit: [Here], [here], and [HERE] Favorite item: Kate’s cross? Idk. Do you own anything related to this show/book/film?: Yep! A shirt of a fanart of the Gecko bros., a sethkate cup, and a fanart sethkate iTouch case. What house/team/group/friendship group/family/race etc would you be in?: I don’t know. Probably a culebra lol. Most boring plotline: None of them were really boring.  Most laughably bad moment: Richie just staring off into space as he’s drawing circles in his book like right after Seth said that Richie wasn’t crazy lol. Best flashback/flashfoward if any: Kisa’s flashbacks. Most layered character: Idk, there’s a lot of characters that are equally layered. Most one dimensional character: I don’t think there’s any 😂 Scariest moment: The Head Games monster taking the skull out of his victims was pretty crazy. Grossest moment: When that dude peed on Freddie while he was tied up. I’d say that was disgusting. Best looking male: That’s a tie between Seth and Richie. Best looking female: Kisa Who you’re crushing on (if any): SETH GECKO Favorite cast moment: When they all went on a group chat, and reminisced on the show and shared pics when they were on set filming. Favorite transportation: The rv, even though that rv needs to be cleansed thoroughly. Most beautiful scene (scenery/shot wise): Kate swimming and floating in the pool (before the water turns red lol) Unanswered question/continuity issue/plot error that bugs you: Like... there’s no way anyone could come out cold turkey that friggin’ quick within a couple hours. It usually would last within three days. Best promo: Season 3, I think. At what point did you fall in love with this show/book: I think it was the scene when Kate had the conversation with Richie by the pool. I loved how the creators made the interaction less creepy compared to the movie, and I found it pleasing with all these changes they made from the movie for the show. There were a lot of things they changed that I found it appealing, AND THEY CHANGED SETH’S ANSWER AND WANTED KATE TO ACCOMPANY HIM, LIKE THAT’S WHAT I WANTED TO HAPPEN FOR 20 YEARS, AND IT HAPPENED! 😩🙌🏽 It’s like they gave me everything I wanted, but wasn’t expecting to happen lmao.

Geez, sorry this took so long lol! Thank you so much for asking me these!!!! 😁💗

[sailormew4]

Mind Trap Chapter 7: Enojado

This is last chapter before the two parter! Sorry if its bad!

Prev Chap: https://sailormew4.tumblr.com/post/166105270086/mind-trap-chapter-6-agradecido-guys-and-gals

Next Chap: https://sailormew4.tumblr.com/post/166159162861/mind-trap-chapter-8-amor-part-1-whos-ready-for

Chapter Summary: Sometimes you need to fuel the flame to finish something

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The rowboat crashes into land as they look similar to the last two it was covered with inner demons. Keith looks to see the inner demons took forms of rats as they hiss angrily at them. They continue walking as they see a black house. Keith looks confused as he asks, "Hunk, do you recognize this place?"

Hunk turns on the light as he looks at it to answers, "Hmm odd. It's looks like Lance's Abeula's house, or at least I think so he never really talks about her."

"Abeula?" asks Allura confused at the term.

Hunk sees this as he clarifies, "Grandmother."

Keith walks in the inner demon sludge as he opens the door. It opens as sludge pours out from the house as they see broken glass shards and ripped up pictures.

They trudge through the sludge. Hunk points to the stairs as they walk. Keith looks around the home as he squints to see any hints, so far the sludge is making it hard but the house is pretty beat up as there is holes in the roof as they avoid sludge dripping down.

Hunk requests, "Check the doors. The emotion might be in one of them."

They do so which causes Keith to be nervous at whatever inner demon might be with it. They each mention about being negative as Keith stares at the door in front of him. He turns the knob as the Paladins are right behind him. When the door fell open they faced something that would surely haunt them.

This emotion has his arms and legs are being held by sludge like a puppet though the most describing was the clawed black figure choking his neck as it hisses at them as it talks, "Look, they're here to mock you again. Punish them. Let it out. Actually let me help you. Cause your weak!"

Suddenly, the emotion is moving as the demon smiles with a razor blade teeth. It swings at them limply as Allura summons her whip as she tries to catch the shadow. The demon smirks as it voices changes from that jumble to sounding like Allura, "The Galra show no mercy. Let it out. Kill them all, do it for Voltron."

"Lance! Don't listen! That wasn't me!" cries Allura as the demon uses her distress to knock her into sludge covering her.

The voice goes back to jumbled mess as it caresses the emotion's cheek as it says, "Ssh, my little monster. Don't worry about the Galra you'll end up just like them anyway... like Zarkon... like Lotor. How many did you hurt already?"

"Get away my buddy you... quiznak!" yells Hunk as he blasts it with the cannon.

The voice changes to Hunk as it taunts, "Don't you remember that time you ejected me out Blue? Felt good didn't it? Getting me out of the way."

The emotion sways with the sludge as Pidge yells, "Don't listen! You're great!"

"A hypocrite aren't you?" asks the demon it's normal voice till it changes to sound like Pidge. "Nice job, Tailor! Since when were you a sharpshooter?! You're just the goofball!"

Pidge freezes as she immediately regrets those words. With that the demon throws Pidge into Hunk as they slip in the sludge.

Shiro tries to outright attack the demon but it dodges as it says in Shiro's voice, "Lance be more like Keith! Be serious! Lance don't get distracted!"

While the demon is distracted his sense of protectiveness as he forms his sword and throws at the knot of the sludge holding the emotion Keith catches him as he's murmuring to himself.

The demon laughs as it changes his voice to sound like Keith, "You're the worst pilot ever! Why would I care about you!"

Keith growls as he argues annoyed, "Yeah, now he's right hand and my self control! So shut up!"

Then for once the demon staggers as its voice is more distorted but still sounds like Keith, "You're so stupid! The amount of information brain can't even fill an paper airplane halfway!"

Keith holds tighter as he defends angrily, "Lance comes up with ingenious ideas sometimes! At least he thinks things through!"

The demon hisses in pain as the sludge around the room is going to it instead of around the house. That's when they Paladins all realized how to beat the demon. Defend Lance.

The demon hisses as it begins to say insult after insult in different voices. "You're so idiotic! How much people are you going to hurt with that stupidity?!"

"He wouldn't hurt anybody unless it was for good reason!"

"You deserves to let everything out! Kill! Be like Lotor!"

"You're nothing like Lotor! You don't hurt innocent people!"

"How much times did you want hurt someone?! You're killer deep down."

"News flash: Everybody can. I'm probably more likely to do that than Lance!"

"Well you-"

"Are a great Paladin. No one can replace you. You have something a lot of people don't have. You give people a chance to better themselves."

"Nobody-"

"Is like you Lance, everyone has lost their temper. Not you. You keep a cool head."

The demon hisses as it flies into a nearby closet running away from them. The emotion blinks as he looks around before he pushes Keith away as he yells annoyed, "What are you doing in my head!"

Keith shocked at his tone yells, "Saving you from inner demons apparently! What's your deal?!"

"I'm Lance's Anger and Hatred... mostly Anger," answers Anger with an annoyed look.

"Wait? You're both? How does that work?" asks Pidge curiously.

"He doesn't have a lot of either so I ended up being both... doesn't matter either way I only come out when we fight enemies," says Anger annoyed as he pushes them into a closet. "Look, I like being alone so.... Get. Out. You only got one more Emotion left. Have fun."

"Wait! Is it that?! That's all your giving us?" asks Keith as he believes he found his least favorite emotion.

"You got it Mullet. I'm a repressed emotion I don't have a lot to share anyway," says Anger as he shuts the closet door.

The Paladins stared annoyed muttering about being rude as til they see ooze in the clothes as they already prepare their Bayards ready to fight as memories played on clothes.

Hunk easily ignores the memories as he knows that Lance controls his impulses a lot more than most people think.

Pidge is purposefully ignoring them as she senses frustration whenever a memory her mocks Lance as she realizes maybe she should tone it back a bit.

Allura and Shiro look at the memories with curiosity than concern as the memories with them the main feeling is frustration of not working hard enough.

Keith now wonders how much Lance supresses him anger. All the memories he sees if him mostly being frustrated or annoyed at him though none of it was true hatred or anger... It makes him smile looks Lance really doesn't hate him as much as he says it.

[thegirlsinthefirehouse]

Ghost Girls

Summary: Erin and Abby realize they are soulmates in other ways besides their soul marks. For Yatesbert Week: “Soulmates” Rating: G, for now. Words: 1,849 ----- Erin had always been different, she knew that. 

She liked school and learning. She just had to have straight A’s when everyone else was goofing being a kid. The others in her class had friends while she did not. No one ever wanted to play with her. And most of the time her parents couldn’t be bothered to interact with her as they were both busy with work. But they always made sure she had plenty of toys and books. They were her friends and babysitters. What Erin really wanted, however, was a real friend. Someone to call her own. She looked down at her wrist. Everyone in the world had a soulmate, someone whose soul matched her own. She often wondered what Abby would be like. She hoped she would be a really nice person. Her bright blue signature on her arm definitely was interesting enough.

And Erin hoped Abby didn’t mind that she saw ghosts.

It had started with her neighbor Gretta. It had been the worst time of her life. And her parents not believing her made it worse. Everything went downhill from there. She started seeing ghosts everywhere. It had freaked her out at first because of how the old lady had treated her, but it hadn’t taken much to realize that most ghosts weren’t complete jerks. For the most part, they ignored her. It had been a refreshing change. It had helped her calm down a little bit, especially since her neighbor had completely gone.

Erin really hoped that Abby wouldn’t run away from the fact that she saw ghosts. Soulmates wouldn’t do that, would they?

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It was one fall evening when Erin decided to go for a walk on her own. She was 9, and her parents didn’t mind if she walked up and down their street since it was well lit and there were lots of families around. She knew the twins would be at dinner, so she wouldn’t have to worry about them trying to badger her. Ever since the ghost incident, they had started to be like the other kids at school, so Erin tried to avoid them. At least it would save her parents some money. It was still fairly light outside, so no one had said much, except to put on a jacket. She grabbed her favorite gray coat and headed for the door.

Erin was enjoying the crisp fall breeze as she walked to the sidewalk. She looked up and down the street. On one end, there was a church with a fairly large graveyard. She really didn’t like to go past the place since the local ghosts had figured out she could see them and they never wanted to stop talking. Erin rubbed her wrist, frowning. It was like something was telling her to go that way although she really didn’t want to. She grimaced and pulled her jacket closer around and headed for it. Normally she’d ignore such impulses, but it wasn’t like she had much else to do. She had finished her homework and read through one of her library books.

Erin walked through the church parking lot and headed for the graveyard. She hesitated for a moment at the entrance. She was starting to see the form of spirits around a couple of the gravestones, but they didn’t seem to be interested in her. Instead, they seemed to be intent on a young girl her own age standing in the graveyard already. Normally it wouldn’t be that odd, except that her right hand was practically invisible.

And she was holding onto a ghost.

That... was different, thought Erin, panicking. This person was holding onto a ghost! She shouldn’t... she shouldn’t be here. It was bad enough that she could see ghosts, but someone had the ability to touch them. She didn’t need to be there at all. What if someone saw them together?

Erin felt stuck for a moment, the need to run filling her body. But it was only when it felt like a bolt of lightning went through her wrist that she made any noise or movement. And apparently, so had the other girl.

“Ow!” they both said aloud. The extra voice had appeared to have startled the other girl, whose back was to Erin. She let loose of the ghost, who grumbled under their breath and flew off. When she turned around to face Erin, it was like lightning hit her again. “Ow. H-- hi,” Erin finally managed to say, rubbing her wrist. What was that?

The other girl was shorter than she was, but had long dark brown hair that was tied up in a low ponytail that went down her back. She had bright blue glasses that matched her jean jacket. Inquisitive green eyes were peering out from underneath. She had a little more weight on her compared to Erin, who despite what she ate, never seemed to gain anything. Something was odd though. She had white streaks in her hair. Maybe it was some sort of fashion statement?

They stared at each other for a moment, not saying anything. Erin wasn’t sure what to make of this other girl.

“Your--your hand,” she stammered out, not even believing that anything was coming out of her mouth about ghosts. “You were holding a... ghost?”

“Oh,” said the other girl, surprised. “You can see that?” Erin nodded.

“You must be attuned to the paranormal,” said the brown haired girl. She fixed her gaze on Erin for a moment. “I guess I can trust you.” She gestured to herself.

“Long story short, I died about six months ago,” said the girl. “But I came back to life after they took me down to the morgue. Potassium poisoning. Word of advice: Never eat too many bananas.”

“And... that?” asked Erin, gesturing to the hand that was going back to looking a normal hand with skin.

“I’ve been able to do that ever since then,” said the girl with a grin. She went invisible for a second. It startled Erin that she seemed to disappear, although she could still see her.

“Neat huh?”

Erin wasn’t sure the word neat was the first thing that came to mind. But she had to admit, meeting someone who could not only see ghosts, but could interact with them...

The girl stuck out her hand. “My name’s Abby, by the way. Abby Yates.”

Erin nearly fell to the ground in surprise. “Ab--Abby?” said Erin. “No... it can’t be.”

“Can’t be... what?” said Abby, confused.

Erin’s heart started beating rapidly in her chest. This couldn’t be happening. She held up her wrist.

“My name is Erin. Erin Gilbert.” Abby gasped.

“No way!”

They both instinctively touched their wrists. Abby held hers out after a moment. Erin was surprised how well her name looked on Abby’s wrist even in the near darkness of the evening. She held out her own for Abby to see. Abby traced her name on Erin’s wrist.

“So... they’re our signatures? That’s weird.”

“It makes sense?” said Erin. “A signature is almost like a fingerprint. They’re wholly original to the owner, although they can be duplicated quite easily. I read that.”

“You read too?”

“All the time,” answered Erin easily. “Not much else to do.” She looked around the graveyard. The ghosts were gathering closer. She frowned. They seemed to be whispering to each other. She wondered what they were talking about. It was getting darker and she didn’t need to be out this late. Plus, she had school tomorrow. But, this... Abby was her soulmate. She didn’t want to just leave her out here alone.

“So what do we do now?”

“Well, we’re like 10,” shrugged Abby.

“9, corrected Erin. She frowned. “Do you think we should tell... someone?”

“I think we have to,” said Abby. “They have to record it or something.” She grimaced. That explained the lightning feeling I was having in my arm.”

“You too?” said Erin.

“I think it happens when you meet your soulmate,” said Abby. She stared at Erin for a moment.

“I never thought I’d meet mine when I was a kid.”

“Me either,” said Erin. “This is weird. You’re my soulmate, you’ve seen a ghost, you can hold onto a ghost...”

“You can see them too.”

“And I think...” said Erin, biting her lip. “Don’t tell anyone... but I think I know what they’re thinking.” Abby’s eyes went wide.

“Whoa... really?”

Erin nodded.

“It’s like little flashes. Sometimes I can even see stuff from their past.”

“You probably have ESP, but it’s not developed yet,” said Abby, growing excited. Erin didn’t think her eyes could grow any wider as she seemed to be thinking, even muttering to herself before speaking to Erin with a grimace.

“I’d like to stay and talk with you, but I’ve got to get home. We just moved in, and I’m sure Mom would like for me to watch my baby brother while they unpack...”

“You have a brother?” asked Erin.

“His name is Austin.”

“I always wanted a brother,” said Erin. “I never got to have one though.”

“You can have mine,” scoffed Abby. “Although technically... he is sort of like your family now.”

“Sort of,” echoed Erin. “This is weird, isn’t it?”

“I guess?” said Abby. “I don’t think most people don’t meet their soulmates till what...”

“They have a car I think?” shrugged Erin. “I read a lot of stuff on soulmates, but it didn’t really make sense.”

“I haven’t read much,” said Abby. “Mom wants me to concentrate on school instead of... love stuff.”

“I could tell you,” said Erin, thinking. “I could come home with you.”

“Would you?” asked Abby. “It’d be so much better than watching my brother alone.”

“We can go by my house,” said Erin. “And tell them I’m going to your place.” She stopped for a moment. “Where is your house?”

Abby pointed about two streets over to the east.

“Okay,” said Erin. She grabbed for Abby’s hand. Abby looked weird for a moment but laughed as Erin started pulling her down the street. Neither one of them noticed the ghosts flying away quickly, scattering in all directions.

Once down the street, Erin opened the door to her home quickly.

“Mom, Dad?”

Erin’s Dad popped his head out of his home office.

“You need something sweetheart?”

“I made a friend,” said Erin, smiling. She pulled Abby out from behind her. “She just moved in a couple of streets over. Can I go to her house for a little bit?”

“Sure,” said Erin’s dad, surprised. “As long as it’ll be okay with her family.”

“It’ll be fine,” said Abby. “Come on Erin.”

“Have fun dear,” said Erin’s dad. “Be home before bedtime. You have school tomorrow.”

“Okay dad,” said Erin, smiling. She headed for the door.

“By the way, this is Abby and she’s my soulmate. Bye, I love you!”

“Wait, what?” said Erin’s mom, coming up at that time. But Erin shut the front door quickly behind her and Abby, the both of them giggling as they headed towards Abby’s house.