#I think maybe it needs to be somewhere else...idk?

[erwinsvow]

Can’t stop thinking about dark!pope kidnapping the pretty girl he was supposed to kill. She saw too much, she’s a loose end, her living is a threat to his family and they told him to get rid of her. He told them he dealt with it, but he couldn’t bear to kill her, not after everything with Cath. He doesn’t want to kill another innocent woman just because Smurf told him to, what if she’s wrong again? His conscience can’t take it.

He decides that in order to protect her, he needs to hide her from the world. Somewhere no one will find her, not even Smurf, J, or his brothers. He takes her to a cabin in the woods, it’s small but nice and more importantly, it’s off the grid and secure. No one besides Pope can get in or out.

He makes sure that she has everything she wants, that all her needs are met, that he visits often, and he tries to be friendly, he really does. He knows it must be hard for her to be alone out there. But it’s necessary if she wants to live, and he wants her to live so badly.

He quickly becomes obsessed with her, she’s so pretty and nice to him, and eventually he stupidly lets his guard down. They get along so well, he doesn’t think he needs to be so strict, he thinks she finally understands that he’s doing this for her. But when he nods off, she takes the keys and runs.

He’s so angry, why doesn’t she get that this is for her own good? That he is protecting her? That he loves her? She doesn’t know where she is, and he’s scared she’s going to get lost in the woods, or injured. He chases her and honestly, it doesn’t take him long to find and catch her. He tackles her to the ground and keeps her pinned underneath him while he tries to explain for the millionth time that he’s doing this for her, that she can’t leave.

The eye contact is crazy and there’s a funny look in her eye, and Pope can’t quite place it. It’s a little bit of fear (which he hates), but it’s also a lot of something else.

Maybe he takes her back to the cabin and punishes her, or maybe he realises that not all of her needs are being met, and he has to help her out... idk

She doesn’t try to leave again after that, and she hates when he has to leave, she wishes he could stay with her 24/7. But he tries to make it up to her by buying her pretty dresses and flowers and jewellery and always being nice and making her feel good.

Eventually she’s more like his lil wife that he is excited to go home to. He would do anything to protect her and protect what they have from his family and the world.

And then one day she gets knocked up with his babies…[gunshot]

Something is so terribly wrong with me, I’m sorry! The brain worms were too much for me and I had to get this out. You totally don’t have to respond or post if it’s too icky lol I just love dark! Pope Cody with all of my heart ♥️

how could you possibly think this is icky. this is a masterpiece. i don't have anything to add because you wrote everything i would have added. sister wife this is perfect and trust that i WILL be writing 10k of this sometime after my exam. this is 1000% the new going to bed daydream because woowoowoowoowowoowoowowowoowowo. <33 you just get me

[luv-again]

The “well struck Amy” is rotating in my mind. How would banter go between Shadamy?

And what would be the source for the banter?

okay. i tried to answer this at an earlier time but my entire response deleted 🤩 BUT i decided to take some extra time to put some special care in (aka adding ✨️ pictures !! ✨️). anyway, you have no idea how much this rotates in mine !! idk if this is common knowledge, but team sonic racing is genuinely the reason i rediscovered shadamy and fell into the sonic fandom in the first place. i grew up on the sonic racing games, they hold such a special place in my heart 🥹🩷

so behold, as bee talks, at length, about tsr and how this can best be interpreted for further shadamy banter because she has no self-control or sense of brevity

under the cut <3

shadamy banter

shadow and amy’s connection pre-tsr is only a small handful of interactions based on acts of kindness, trust and respect. but then this game comes along and gives us something else : playful banter

amy is a lot harder to speak on, as her playful jibes extend to the majority of the cast (a true feast for your multishipping needs <3) but she gets the opportunity to unleash her more competitive side, which i feel is somewhere between hardcore and social in this game. with shadow, a lot of her lines aren't too harsh on him, but when they are,, she's actively wanting him to give it back. i'll do a few little dialogue dissections further down, since what and how she speaks to him is quite interesting

as for shadow, the difference is a lot clearer and HE is the reason why i'm on the shadamy train. what he says to amy is just— i'll get to that. his wit in tsr alone is nothing short of caustic. he rips into his opponents with little care - telling them to suck it up or dishing out backhanded comments. but amy ? oh, he puts a little more care into his words with her. he knows and means exactly what he says and he's even a little smug ! he can get into teasing with her without being downright mean (actually, in retrospect i that might be a lie. in my gameplay experience he's never been rude to her). this side of shadow was almost completely lost after sa2 and heroes, so for his character alone, these little moments where he can be a little silly again is so great (my blorbo, my scrunkly <3)

now who would i be if i didn't do full-on voice line dissections (it's the english/actor kid in me, i fear). of course my word is not gospel and i am just cherry-picking lines and looking at them through the shadamy lens, so feel free to take my analyses with a grain of salt if you want :)

if you want to listen to the audio yourselves, here's some voice clips provided by TrailBlazer1 on youtube : amy // shadow

amy lines

she's so egging him on. if it were anyone else, i'm sure they wouldn't get away with it, but amy ?? oh, she can prod away with him. she wants him to retaliate in this low-stakes situation. she's inviting him to the fun !! she's the cutest <3

look at the competitive edge coming in ! maybe she's trying to tell him she's more than capable of crushing him (which i'm sure he's aware of). it's both a warning and an encouragement to face her

ooohhh boy. her tone in this one is lower, level; challenging. this girl wants the "ultimate life form" to live up to the name, to back up what he preaches and— no way this wouldn't kick him into gear. that's such a splinter under the skin type of comment. if anyone can get through to shadow, it's amy (i am very much a broken record on that one lmao). think what you want about this statement but i'm also giving it the innuendo eyes 👀

shadow lines

oh come on, shadow full well knows amy isn’t afraid to get her hands dirty. shadow in any other case treats her like a lady better than most. this is a tease, a pisstake, if you will 🤭 point is, i don't think he's actually all that mad about her giving him a good one-two on the track

okay, in all fairness this seems a tad rude, but hear me out. shadow's obviously regarding amy's poor performance here. BUT. i like to think he holds amy in high regard — an equal, dare i say — and seeing her show anything that's sub-par probably disappoints him as much as it would as if it were him in her place. i want to interpret this one as pushing her to be the best she can be because he knows she's a worthy opponent / ally

when i said he was the reason i'm on the shadamy train, THIS was the comment that sold me. go ahead, tell me this isn't banter. tell me this isn't teasing. tell me this isn't a blatant innuendo. do WHAT, shadow ? want to explain that one to the class or— ? jokes aside, not only is he teasing her, he enjoys getting a reaction from her, else what does he mean by "i can do this all day" ? no, he wants to. what he'd do to get amy to react so animatedly . . . he wants to be the one eliciting these reactions from her.

. . . or something. like i said, salt grains, but that's the subtext i get

long and unwanted dribble aside, what would further shadamy banter look like ?

TL;DR : i think it best comes through where they can be competitive and not too serious about it. see reckless challenges, teasing jabs and subtle innuendos ;)

this "well-struck" comment from the crossworld previews really sits right with me overall, shipping goggles or not. shadow still shows he respects amy and treats her as an equally formidable opponent and that's something i really love about their dynamic : they never undermine or underestimate each other

all in all, i am so excited to see what crumbs crossworlds has for us !! i am itching with all the possibilities. it's so nice to see these two cut loose and interact, however briefly <3

thank you so much for these asks as always, they really fuel my chatty side hehehe >:)

[whumpanini]

Aaaaaaaa I’m bored and I saw you wanted asks soooooo idk how much of a fan of hurt/comfort you are but could you maybe do noncon (you know what I mean) aftermath (if you’re comfortable lol TvT) but with Caretaker? You could do after captivity or both being together during captivity you choose… I’m also a sucker for panic attacks but idk man I hope that’s not too much to ask I don’t usually send asks to people 😭 thx <3

Sorry this sat in my inbox for a bit. I had to wait until I was in the right mood for something really heavy like this.

I took a little creative liberty in honor of my shower scene post getting over 2000 (!!!) notes.

TW: NC/SA Recovery

There will be allusions to SA and NC as well as depictions of dissociation.

Proceed with caution.

Characters: Whumpee and Caretaker

Whumpee braced their hand against the tile, feeling the water pelt down onto their bare back. The water pressure here was good, almost too much but that's what Whumpee wanted.

Their eyes seemed vacant and far away, not focusing on anything as they stared at the plain white tile in front of them. Steam rose around their body and fogged the glass. Their skin burned underneath the scalding hot water.

The only sensation Whumpee registered was the feeling of water running through their hair and across their scalp. It trickled and ran in multiple streams down their face: skating off eyebrows, following the crook of their nose, and even running over their parted lips as they panted for breath.

The heat made it hard to breathe and Whumpee felt the familiar pull of gravity dangerously sway them. They sat down. They had no choice but to sit down if they wanted to avoid hitting the floor of the shower and scaring Caretaker into checking on them.

No, they needed this time right now. Tucking their knees under their chin, they wrapped their arms around their shins in a tight hug.

Everything felt dirty. Filthy. Wrong.

Whumpee didn't know how long they sat there while their brain clearly took a break somewhere else, but when they could finally move and think again, the memories were too much.

Ghosts of touches on their skin burned worse than the steaming hot water and Whumpee's hands couldn't scrub the sensation away. They could even still feel that horrible wet texture in the folds of their flesh, even though their hands confirmed it was gone. They were clean.

But they didn't feel clean.

It took seeing the beading blood being washed away under the showerhead for Whumpee to realize they'd been scrubbing too hard. Their skin was raw and irritated, burning even more now.

A shaking hand finally reached up and turned off the water. They sat in the cold at the bottom of the shower for another few minutes, lamenting the loss of its grounding sensation, before finally standing and wrapping themselves in a towel.

A knock on the door startled them out of their spiraling thoughts as they stared at their reflection in the mirror. Was that really them? Did that body belong to them?

"You alright, Whumpee?" Caretaker's voice asked through the wood. "I've... made some food if you're hungry. Just help yourself whenever, okay?"

Whumpee stared at the door, unable to respond as their voice failed to manifest a simple 'thank you.'

They nodded, despite Caretaker not being able to see them. They could hear footsteps leave the room after a brief pause to listen for movement.

Whumpee dropped the towel and turned away from the mirror, not wanting to see themselves fully. They pulled on the clothes Caretaker had left for them. They were Caretaker's clothes and didn't fit quite right, but we're comfortable at the very least.

Sweatpants and a long-sleeved T-shirt provided plenty of coverage for Whumpee to feel secure. Protected, even. It was a clear conscious decision on Caretaker's part and that made Whumpee's stomach lurch.

Caretaker knew. Whumpee knew that Caretaker knew, but seeing them make decisions like offering plenty of personal space and modest clothing... Whumpee didn't want Caretaker thinking about that. They didn't want Caretaker thinking about them like that.

When the bathroom door finally opened, steam wafted out and Whumpee padded in their thick socks toward the apartment's kitchen where they could smell the food Caretaker had mentioned. Their stomach growled despite the sour feeling sitting like a pit in their gut.

Caretaker sat on the couch. The open concept left plenty of room to see the other parts of the flat from pretty much anywhere. It was both comforting and overwhelming to be able to see but also been seen.

Caretaker turned over their shoulder to see Whumpee emerge from the hallway and offered a smile that crinkled their eyes as they pointed at the kitchen.

"The food is on the stove and water bottles on the counter. If you need anything else just let me know."

Their tone was gentle but not overly delicate. It almost shocked Whumpee out of their hole of self-pity. Right. There was a whole world outside while Whumpees crumbled internally.

They just nodded silently and entered the kitchen. Dishes were already laid out on the counter to use. It made things easier and less awkward. Whumpee appreciated the gesture and soon found themselves sitting on the opposite side of the couch from Caretaker.

The distance between them felt enormous, especially given how aware they both were of Whumpee's previous condition. When Caretaker found them... It was an image neither could get out of their head for varying reasons.

They both ate in near-silence with only the sound of the television filling the air until their dishes sat on the coffee table and the movie's credits rolled.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Caretaker asked carefully. It felt like a stupid question but they didn't know how else to start a conversation. Ignoring it felt wrong.

Whumpee couldn't make eye contact but shook their head in response. "No. Not really."

Caretaker's eyes finally wandered over Whumpee and inspected them as they were turned away. They could see dots of blood staining the fabric of their shirt and sticking it to their skin. They frowned.

"You're bleeding," they observed, scooting toward them on the couch. Their hands reached out but paused before making contact. "May I?"

Whumpee blinked in shock as they tried to register the request, their eyes following Caretaker's down to their arms.

"Uh... Um, sure," they stuttered out.

Caretaker smiled gently again and carefully pulled back one of Whumpee's sleeves. They pouted at the sight of their raw skin.

"You scrubbed yourself half to death."

"And yet I can still feel them."

Caretaker finally looked up at Whumpee's eyes and saw the tears brimming there.

"Oh, Whumpee," they lamented. "Come here."

Caretaker held out their arms in a welcoming gesture. Whumpee stared, expecting them to pull them into a hug but they stayed put. They were waiting for Whumpee to make the move.

And so they did. Whumpee collapsed into their friend's arms and bawled now that the dam had broken.

Caretaker held them firmly against their chest, uncaring of their shirt getting wet with tears. Their thumbs gently stroked the side of their arms in an attempt to ground and comfort Whumpee who eventually found enough energy to draw in a deep and shaky breath.

"That's it, let it out. You're safe. You're safe," cooed Caretaker. "No one else is going to hurt you, okay? I'm here and I'll be here, okay? I'll make sure you're safe and when I find that bastard I'll make sure they'll never do it again."

[lilacella]

Is there more chaos AU???? Do Remus and James find Sirius??? What’s that hunk up to now??? 👀

Hello! I realise this ask was for part 5 but I will utilize it for part 6 😊

Tagging @polaroidcats for good measure! Can't let her miss this.

(Part 5)

Anyways, Part 6 let's go🥳:

What is beeping behind Remus? What could it be? It isn't his keychain - he is still holding that - OH.

Could it be?

He reaches back under James' confused eyes and indeed, on the floor in front of the backseats there is a small blinking keychain. Just like the one he has. Remus picks it up tentatively and waits until it stops beeping. Then he presses the button of the new keychain.

They immediately scramble out of the car looking for traces of footprints in the wet ground around the car but they can't find anything. Nor can they find any traces of forced entry on the car. No trace of Sirius to be found either.

The little heart on Remus' key starts to blink. So it's a couple set...

He exchanges a look with James.

Which means...the keychain was in the car all along!

With this newfound shocking news, they start searching the car, and - lo and behold - they find a rock in the trunk of the car! And not just a rock - a rock with another set of coordinates taped to the bottom!

Is Sirius hiding in there? Maybe he has set up a secret camp between some of the - very sparse - trees? Has he built a yurt unnoticed??

Is that were Sirius is?? They are EXCITED! James immediately video calls Lily and yells about it to a squealing Harry. He doesn't understand what's happening but is ready to be happy with dad in the little box.

After the call, James and Remus start the car and drive towards the location but are quickly stopped. The road ends and there is nothing but a small path leading into the national park...

Of course he hasn't, what a silly idea! Who would think of something like that? No, Sirius is in fact - and of course - hiding in a cave! He is not eating rats though. He has a little camping cooker and is living off of canned ravioli and shit like he's on a festival. But without the music. Sometimes he sings and it echoes in the cave...

He doesn't have to live in this cave. He could have found an empty house to squat in - this area is filled with rich people's empty holiday homes he could break into - he could have faked an identity to get a job, like he has done before... But after what happened he doesn't feel like he deserves to live a good life. He had one and he wasted it bit lying to Remus. And to James. Oh how he misses them! He never had someone that made him this happy 💔

So he left and hid here, and has since been facing the cold and the damp and the acid reflux from the canned food, dreaming of the soft bed and Remus' boney arms that held him so warm and cozy 😥

But some strange hope made him drop his keychain into James' car before jumping out and then - after seeing it parked at Remus' house when he snuck by to catch one final glimpse of the life he lost - a rock with the coordinates of the cave where he hid the money. Where they'd find him. If they came looking.

Now, "wait Sloth", you may call out! "They already found the money from the bank heist!"

Oh my dear children, you don't think that that's the only criminal thing this man ever did, don't you? It's just the one he got caught for!

Anyways so he is in his loot cave, practically sitting on his money like Smaug or a shipwrecked pirate - but the only thing he wants is his happy life back 😭💔 He would give up everything if he could just go back to that - to that normal life that he never really got the chance to attain in the first place...

Oh, but that won't ever happen. Remus will not come. James will not come. And if, then only to arrest him. Well, if that happens then so it be! Sirius is ready. If it means he gets to see them again one more time...

He gently cradles his gun in his hand.

[clumsypuppy]

i like him

[sunbloomdew]

the way to the moon is about holding on (to the promise you don't even remember making, to the person you loved, to the life you never got to live but refuse to give up). it's johnny choosing to be with river time and time again, it's johnny holding on to all the paper rabbits river made even if he didn't know their significance, it's river keep trying to remind johnny of their shared past, it's river giving up her treatment so a place that means the world to her is protected, it's eva and neil trying their hardest to send johnny to the moon, it's eva taking the risk in hopes of making it

the way finding paradise is about letting go (of your mistakes, of the unrealistically perfect life you never lived, of the person who helped you through your darkest times but who now keeps you stuck in the past). it's colin letting go of faye despite being afraid, it's colin keep replacing pages in his book with new ones, it's faye knowing that colin never needed sigmund's help, it's faye telling colin he has to let go of her if he wants to live fully, it's neil and eva trusting faye despite what it means for them, it's neil taking the risk in hopes of making it

[popcorn-plots]

aight. motivation time again, self-care edition

10 notes and I put my dirty laundry in the washer

15 notes and I fold my clean laundry (both from the washing machines and the already clean laundry)

20 notes and I write a scene from my Trans Stephen AU (just one scene. trying to unlearn the idea that I have to write from start to finish)

25 notes and I clean my desk and bookshelves

30 notes and I wear my new binder and pronoun pin on Monday when I see my friend [my binder doesn't fit, but I wore my pronoun pin]

35 notes and I'll ask my friend to help me with my cosplay goals [no date yet, but I asked!]

40 notes and I'll try and find the motivation to fix my Cloak + find the materials to fix my belt for the Strange cosplay

[shiberamune]

rant in tags DONT READ!!!! or do. idgaf

[tasty-littl-snack]

thanks for being unabashedly shyan. not to be accusatory but some people out there need to loosen up

I get that because it also took me a while to be like "can I post rpf on my rpf sideblog that I created for posting rpf" and the answer is yes. (you can notice that not all posts are tagged shyan mostly because I don't think they're shippy enough to be that way. And then I realized that this is the lens I want to view their content through and here we are).

And then watcher turned out to make other fun shows that I enjoy and I couldn't stop myself from writing long posts about so that's what this blog is now I guess.

I get that rpf is ~controversial~ or not everyone's cup of tea and I'm fine with that, that's what the block button is for feel free to use it. I tend to do that for reasons that are more superficial than that.

But also yeah it all boils down to "making the content you want to see" and for me that's 2012 tumblr style analyzing the way they look at each other and imagining a gay reason for that. It's really not that deep at the end of the day like I don't think they should divorce their wives about it or anything, it's more like shipping a thing because it compels you not because you want to see it happen for realsies.

Also it's really hard to come up with a hetsplanation for what they're saying and I think at the end of the day that's how I enjoy participating in fandom and it is what makes me happy so I'm gonna do that.

[artificer-real]

and here come the negative emotions. right on cue...

[deus-ex-mona]

pretty minor thing to think about, but i find it interesting how chapter 7 is the first chapter illustration to show chizuutan as chizuru (instead of chuutan)

like, i get it’s a flashback chapter, but we hardly got to see her as chizuru in the previous few chapters thus far… maybe we’ll get to see more of her as her true self after the hiyori fight/make up? only future chapters may tell, i guess…

[mirrortouchedsea]

Day 15

“Tatsumi-senpai, have you ever kissed anyone?” Kaname asked, sitting across from the other boy in the catacombs. Everyone else had left for the night leaving the two of them alone. 

“Why are you asking?” Tatsumi replied, confused as he moved one of his chess pieces on the board. Kaname didn’t know anything about how the game worked and was mostly just guessing at where the pieces moved. 

“A-ah it’s nothing, I was just wondering…I haven’t kissed anyone.” Kaname could feel his face heating up. God this was embarrassing, why was he doing this? 

“I haven’t kissed anyone either.” Their game of chess forgotten for the moment. Kaname’s face burned even hotter. 

“Would you--would you like to try kissing?” He barely squeaked out. How was the great Kaname Tojou such a loser when it came to his crush? He should be confident and yet here he was. 

“Can you repeat that, Kaname-san?” He loved the way his name sounded in Tatsumi’s voice. It made him want to die in the moment though. 

“Can I--Can we try…kissing?” His voice was still soft but evidently loud enough for Tatsumi to hear if the slight blush on his face was evidence of anything. Tatsumi gently moved their chess board to the side and slid closer to Kaname. Kaname felt his heart rate pick up at the proximity as Tatsumi leaned in closer. 

How was he supposed to kiss? He tried to remember the movies and how they did it, closing his eyes and letting Tatsumi guide him, his lips slightly parted. The moment Tatsumi’s lips touched his he thought he would fly, and evidently his mouth moved before he could think, as Tatsumi let out a yelp and brought a hand to his lips. 

Kaname bit him. Oh how embarrassing! It wasn’t enough to draw blood but still! 

“I’m so sorry Tatsumi-senpai! I didn’t mean to do that! Oh god--” 

Tatsumi laughed. Kaname stopped in his tracks as Tatsumi continued laughing. He wasn’t laughing at Kaname, though, or at least not at Kaname as a person, but rather at his reaction to the whole thing. 

“It’s okay, Kaname-san. We can try again if you’d like.” 

“Y-yes I’d like that very much.” 

They leaned in again and Kaname clenched his jaw to keep himself from biting Tatsumi again, but he got a little overeager again and felt their heads bump into each other and not where their lips were (which was where he was aiming for). Kaname curses under his breath but Tatsumi giggles again (a heavenly sound to Kaname’s ears) and cups his face before gently guiding him to Tatsumi’s lips. 

Kaname was too in shock to do anything for a moment. He was kissing someone. And not just someone. He was kissing Tatsumi Kazehaya, heartthrob of Reimei Academy. He closed his eyes and relaxed, reaching to grab Tatsumi’s blazer and pull him closer. He felt their teeth clack together but it wasn’t as bad as their first attempt and for Kaname, that was enough. 

They pulled away, panting heavily, and Kaname noticed that Tatsumi’s pupils had dilated. He wanted to pull Tatsumi in for another kiss but held himself back, at least for a moment. 

“That wasn’t so bad,” Tatsumi spoke, breathless and full of affection. 

“No, it wasn’t.” Kaname pulled Tatsumi back in for another kiss, narrowly avoiding bumping their heads together again. He could do this forever, just him and Tatsumi in the catacombs, kissing to their hearts content. 

[connormoving]

loveee when a character is crushed under the weight of someone elses expectations for them love when a character dedicates their entire life to something they never even wanted for themself love when the only reason a character keeps going is because theyre Supposed to and bc theyre supposed to make another person happy/proud. YES !!! CLAPPING !!! YES !!!!!!!!

[orcelito]

I do find it so funny that I will graduate college days away from my birthday. Like my birthday is literally in between the end of the semester ("graduation") and commencement

It really will be like a joint graduation & birthday party for me lmao

[katierosefun]

yes every single day is a reason to start anew and no, i will not be setting incredibly high expectations for 2024 because the unfortunate truth is that life is all about rolling with the punches, even if they really hit hard, but also. something fantastic about how people still choose new year's day to go "ALRIGHT. NEW YEAR. TIME TO SHAKE OFF THE COBWEBS"

[scionshtola]

i love picking and choosing which viera lore pleases me to apply to cori and which to toss into the wind