#It's nice when I forget I have them... But then I remember and it's just... ugh.

[l0s3rd0wnt0wn]

You know what we never see, neglected reader who is damn near bruce's age. Technically if you think about it you can really have kids at any age, so why people only make him pump it and dump it only when is in his 30s and 40s is crazy to me. If Bruce has I kid at 18 and he is in his late 40s , reader could be in their 30s and be the oldest of the batkids. Especially if reader has gone their whole life never knowing bruce until know or known them in the last couple of years.

Reader is a grown ass adult, whom bruce and the family have no real authority over considering their age. The audacity of batfamily as well, y'all are really out here bullying a grown adult like?????? Honesty if they wanted to they could just leave, like for real. Also technically speaking, if reader is near bruce's age, then most of the boys neglected reader is paired with romantically would be considered significantly younger, and I don't think reader would really date youger than themselves.

But you know who they could date, the league. Reader might be slightly younger but it wouldn't be considered an inappropriate age gap like we be seeing here on this damn app. Anyone only the Justice League is free game for her. God could you imagine what Bruce feel if he ever caught one of his own colleagues was shaking up with his oldest kid, especially if it was somone like Wonder Woman or Superman, the two people he is closest to.

I LOVE THIS IDEA OVERWORKED ADULT!READER

Just thinking about a reader who is an overworked office worker at Wayne Enterprises, the same company that Bruce owns, without knowing that Bruce Wayne is their biological father. They go through years of their lives not really knowing their dad and not really caring, like Father's Day was just another Mother's Day to them, or they would give Father's Day presents to their uncles or grandpa. They never really cared to know their dad and never really cared to even see him. Their mom said he was just a feeling that she had when she was 18; it wasn't too important, and she can hardly remember. But then again, who forgets Bruce Wayne? At that time, he wasn't the infamous playboy, just a hurt rich kid with too much eyeliner. Bruce wasn't even aware of their existence until now.

Just think about it: you're going out on a daily walk in Gotham Park when all of a sudden you run into Dick and his cute little dog, Haley. You play around with the puppy for just a while before you go back on your walk. Dick is practically blushing because, wow, you're so good with animals and you're so kind and nice—not to mention you remind him of somebody, but he can't put his finger on it. The next thing you know, you run into Tim, who's having trouble with the vending machine. You teach the kid a small trick: hitting the vending machine at least three times on different sides, and boom, energy drinks fall out. You hand him the other one while walking away, and he thinks you're the coolest person to ever step foot on this Earth. You catch Damian sketching in the park and compliment him on his artistic skills. He never cared for silly compliments, but yours felt so real, so kind and genuine.

You meet Steph Batgirl; you both are ordering the same combo meal just for you to say, "Jinx, you owe me a soda!" Being playful, she gets you an extra Sprite. You accidentally drop your wallet, and Cass picks it up. She doesn't say anything, so it makes you think that she's mute or deaf, so you end up signing "thank you" to her. She's over the moon, ecstatic even. Duke is complaining about how his favorite coffee shop is out of matcha drinks. You end up buying matcha—a stupid trend—and you give him your drink. He's left flustered, struggling to say thank you.

At the bar, you're out with some coworkers drinking until you and your work crew are singing "99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall." Jason, who's at the same bar, catches you. He thinks your drunk expressions are pretty cute, and they all share the same experiences they had that day with each other. They figure out they met the same person, surprisingly similar to Bruce. They also list key traits like how you're tall, your long dark hair, your tired eyes, your slumped posture, and your amazing charm, which managed to make them become yanderes in under a minute. They share this information with Bruce, who's completely confused as to why all of his little birds would be obsessed with you.

He finally sees you in the office, snoozing over a pile of paperwork. He has paternal feelings towards you, wanting to wrap you in his thousand-dollar suit coat. He puts it over your shoulders and takes the workload off of you. The next thing you know, he's reading into your files, trying to learn everything and anything about you, just to know that you've been working here for three years. He learns that even though you do an exceptional job, your mother is the old flame he had during his first years as Batman. He takes a piece of your DNA—an energy drink you've been chugging down your throat—just to realize that you are his blood. But how can he just step into your life without you even knowing him? Any of the Birds stepping into your life without you regarding them— to you, they're just a bunch of strangers that you've had silly moments with; to them, you're family. I have a hunch that they knew you for years, at least more than the big sibling that somehow managed to run away.

[wistfulnightingale]

Fearful Memories (Aziraphale KNOWS)

[Moments that Matter]

"Silly Aziraphale. Clueless Aziraphale.

So easily taken in. So devoted to Heaven he can't see how awful it really is.

Guess that's why he left Crowley..."

?????????

Look at this moment. If you believe that Aziraphale has dreamy thoughts of heaven, and is idealistic about how "right and good" it is, look very closely.

That's not just a startle response. It's exaggerated, extreme, terrified. Aziraphale's eyes become unfocused for a moment. He's literally swaying, disoriented and off-balance. When he refocuses, he's not reassured that it's "just Jim". Aziraphale isn't seeing "just Jim". He's seeing a threat to his life, to his existance. That's PTSD, folks.

That's trauma.

Aziraphale was deep in thought about heaven at the time of the God/Satan Job bet, 2500 BC. He was remembering how Gabriel and Michael couldn't begin to comprehend the love that Job and Sitis had for their children, that they wouldn't want them destroyed and replaced. Aziraphale had futilely tried to advocate and explain, about human parental love, and and also that 7 more births wouldn't be a positive thing for Sitis. During the interaction, our Angel was scoffed at, disbelieved, patronized, mocked, minimized, and accused of not trusting God's plans. It was controlling, debasing, and altogether toxic.

Interestingly, their casual violence of destroying and replacing Job's children was subtle. The archangels don't see themselves as violent. They're RIGHTEOUS. They're "the Good Guys." Destroy Job's livelihood and his family? God's will. Battle your fellow angels and cast them plunging down into pools of burning sulfur and darkness? That's Justice. Even those who weren't violent, and just challenged your authority by asking too many damn fool questions? ABSOLUTELY FINE. They deserve it.

Heaven carries a constant undertone of violence. The threat is everpresent. "We did it before -- we are capable of doing it again." And Aziraphale is constantly hypervigilant because of it.

Worst of all, some of them enjoy it...

Aziraphale doesn't forget. He copes. He masks. He gives performative compliance to survive. They watch. They listen. Aziraphale spouts off heavenly rhetoric to keep them at bay and to keep his beloved demon safe.

Crowley didn't forgive Gabriel for trying to destroy Aziraphale with hellfire. Why do we somehow assume that Azi will forgive heaven and the archangels, when it was Crowley they actually kidnapped and beat and cast into the fire? (I have serious questions about how Crowley came to be tied into that chair. When we see him examine his bonds, I suspect he just came back into consciousness.)

"Oh, but Crowley didn't tell him about it!"

It's very clear that he did, prior to the first episode of S2. Crowley states during their argument about Jim that this is the same heavenly boss that tried to cast Aziraphale into hellfire. It obviously wasn't news to Aziraphale -- he doesn't miss a beat. He's simply focused on protecting this lost helpless featherless bird that's also been victimized by heaven.

"Okay, but that stuff was all done by the archangels. Aziraphale still let himself get sweet-talked and flattered by the Metatron, because he still believes heaven and the Metatron are Good."

We know -- WE KNOW -- that Aziraphale will do anything to protect Crowley. We've seen it over and over.

And we also know -- we are clearly shown -- that the Metatron hates Crowley, and Aziraphale knows it. Our Angel sees the same look we see. He keeps walking, anxiously trying to lead the Metatron away from Crowley.

Remember, this is the same Metatron who broke the last remnants of Aziraphale's innocence in S1. The same Metatron who spoke so casually about how "a multi-nation nuclear exhange would be a nice start" to the War between Heaven and Hell. Who didn't give the slightest thought about all the lives on Earth.

Aziraphale remembers this too.

Aziraphale is not a fool. He's a survivor, and a Protector. He's the fecking ANGEL OF THE EASTERN GATE who risked damnation to give his Flaming Sword to protect a pregant couple from the wilderness, and LIED to the Supreme Archangel to save the lives of 3 children. He's the Principality who was willing to go up against a giant Hellhound unarmed, and held his restored Sword up against Satan himself, knowing full well it would be futile.

Aziraphale is not stupid. He's analytical, investigative. He makes connections, sees patterns. He studied and solved the mysteries of Agnes Nutter's prophesies, and he studied and researched and remembered to explore the mystery of what happened to Gabriel.

Aziraphale knows what heaven is like. Imagine the Courage it took to return there. He had a much bigger reason than being cajoled and flattered. He would never believe that he could rewrite heaven's rules and make it all better.

Aziraphale had a plan. A spontaneous plan, a crazy plan, a desperate plan? Absolutely.

But fooled by heaven? Silly you, if you were even thinking it.

*****

(Btw, I think Crowley was part of that desperate, chaotic plan, but that's all explained in my Chess Moves Theory set!)

*****

Thanks for being here, and for considering the eager and enthusiastic writings of a stalwart Aziraphale defender and a believer in the Ineffable Old Married Couple!

[magicalqueennightmare]

Marks

John Walker x Reader

John ends up marking you despite you thinking what’s between you means nothing to him. He proves you wrong

Suggestive language? Talking about sex?

You woke up to an empty bed which wasn’t a new occurrence. More times than not you would roll over after a night spent wrapped around John to find his side of the bed long emptied. You were used to it.

However what you weren’t used to was heading to get in the shower and seeing that your body was a freaking roadmap of that man’s lips, teeth and fingers. He’d marked you damn near everywhere and not all of it would be covered by your tact suit. Fuck.

The group was sitting in a debriefing room when you walked in. Bucky barely glanced up “Nice of you to join us” John expected you to bite back at Bucky. The two of you always went tit for tat but this morning you just mumbled a quick “Sorry Bucky” and took a seat on the far side of the table between Alexei and Ava, slouching down in your chair.

Bucky’s eyes jolted up at that, the super soldier examining you for a long moment “You good sweetheart?” John felt that same stab of jealousy that always went through him when it seemed like you and Bucky were having a conversation with just your eyes but after a moment you nodded “Aces, ready to roll” Bucky nodded slowly “Ok. You’ll be paired with Walker on this” a low groan left your mouth and John didn’t try to stop the corners of his lips from quirking up “Am I that bad honey?”

You finally met his eyes and held them before saying “Yet to be decided”

John had seen you pissed, seen you scared, seen you in damn near every mood. He had no idea what was going on with you. He hadn’t even gotten a chance to take out any guards. You were a one woman wrecking crew.  “Perimeter clear, do a final sweep then evac”  came through the coms, Bucky’s voice stopping you in your tracks. 

You looked up at John, putting your guns back in the holster and stooping to wipe the blood off your blades. He walked closer to you “Want to tell me what the hell is going on?” your eyes widened “The damn coms” he tapped his “I muted mine” you reached up to do the same and when you turned your head he got a view of his handy work, dark marks littering your neck and disappearing below the clothes line “Do you know how much hell I’ll catch? They’ll think I took some random douche home from the bar?”

“I’m sorry but you weren’t complaining about it last night” he offered and you damn near growled “Because the only time you want to be near me is when you’re inside of me” your words slammed into him. “What?” you threw your hands up in frustration “Forget it” you turned to walk off but he was faster. He had his hand around your arm and your back pushed against the wall “Talk,now” 

You crossed your arms “You fuck me at every chance then leave before morning yet I’m support to be ok with being covered in you?” he held your eyes then nodded slowly, undoing the top of his suit. “John,,what are you���” 

He leaned down “You’re gonna mark me. As big as you want, as dark as you want” “No” you whispered and he shook his head “Why?” 

“It doesn’t mean anything to you” you whispered, eyes dropping to the floor but his hand found your chin, gently cupping it so you had to meet his eyes “I leave because I don’t want you to regret waking up in my arms. I don’t want to get too close and break this like I’ve broken everything but I want this. I want you. Let the team know, today. Now. Mark me”

You stepped into his arms and he nodded as you leaned up, lips teasing at his. “Are you sure?” “Please baby” he begged and you damn near melted. Your lips met his in a hungry, desperate state. When you broke away from the kiss he started to chase your lips until he remembered what he’d asked of you.

You tilted his head, kissing across his jaw then down to his neck. When your tongue flicked out across the sweat covered skin, he groaned low, hands gripping your hips tightly. “Go ahead” he whispered so you leaned closer, rolling the skin in between your teeth, sucking a rather dark mark onto the flesh. When you pulled away to admire your handy work John looked wrecked, eyes dark “Happy now?” you asked and he swallowed hard “I’ll be happy when we get back to the watchtower. Just know you’re not walking off that jet. I’m putting you over my shoulder and carrying you to my room in front of the whole damn team”

You grinned and pulled him into a kiss “Then we better get to evac huh?

I got the prompt "Leave a mark on their body" from @john-ny-walker Spin the bottle challenge

[kindsail]

TILT. JANE DOUCEUR'S DO'S AND DON'TS!

EVERYBODY'S TELLING ME I SHOULD BE SOMEBODY I DON'T WANNA BE!

JANE DOUCEUR lives a relatively normal life. she wakes up, grabs her handy-dandy camera, and she's out the door! but even a girl with such simple routine must follow a few simple do's and don'ts to stay stress-free!

DO'S

1 . have a girlfriend to speak to. it's best to stay far away from gossip though! so stay away from girls who never have a nice word to say.

2 . always be polite. even if you're stressed or upset. it's best not to irritate someone who's likely to retaliate and further dampen your mood!

3 . always carry some sweets with you. i have some wine gums in my handbag at all times, they're a staple for me. it's always a mood-lifter when i remember i have them.

4 . carry a spare lipstick. there's nothing worse than having your lipstick fade. oh, make sure to carry a small pocket mirror too. ..unless you're like me and just rely on car windows hah.

5 . bring your camera everywhere! you never know what you're going to find or if you're going to see it again. and sometimes, relying on your memory isn't enough.

DON'TS

1 . fake it for a boy in a band. if the music is bad, be honest. don't boost his ego just to make him like you. if he's worth your time, he'll like you for you. and if he doesn't? it's his loss.

2 . compare yourself to others. different is good. who cares if you haven't got the latest pair of go-go boots! or babydoll dress!

3 . rush yourself. there's nothing more worse than rushing yourself and then realising that you've forgotten something twenty minutes later when you can't turn back. trust me, take a breather and give yourself time.

4 . don't contradict yourself. if someone has a different opinion to you, don't go changing your own just to please them. it makes you look like a proper stooge.

5 . let a boy get in the way of your friendships. your girlfriends will be there for you forever! don't let a boy you've known for two minutes make you forget that.

[spaceyaemonds]

oh GOD stop I love it! Your mind!!!!

"she still gets extremely frustrated with him (like when he goes a day or two without calling, missing t-ball games, etc.). but i completely agree that they (especially him!) are so SO flirty with one another!"

plsssss I love this dynamic, there's so much to explore!! Her being pissed Robby hasn't called because their kid likes to tell him goodnight and recap their day, or how he kinda stumbles being a dad, like maybe he volunteered to bring something to the t-ball game and forgot the t-ball game entirely (picked up a shift). And his volunteering kinda came out of a clumsy way to really integrate himself and prove to her he's trying to do better which makes it more of a yikes.

And Dylan!!! Yes, like she has so much love and affection for this man but let's be foreallll she and Robby went at it like animals which is why they ended up with their bundle of joy meanwhile Dylan gets kisses on the cheeks for the first week/let's keep our own space for now engagement...lolllll.

Like I can just imagine Dana, not amused with either party, like she probably hears all of Robby's bitching about Dylan, thinks this guy is the worst and then when she comes to meet him (they meet due to a freak incident, the kid breaks his arm while at the park and Dylan was a bit distracted because he saw a prized bird and he just had to take a photo and upload it to his bird-er groupchat so they're at PTMC) and just laughs because he is like anti-Robby. He fumbles, super clumsy but very endearing kinda like Whittaker but no cool moments-which makes it double hilarious because in normal circumstances he might actually like Dylan. And all the staff is just watching the trainwreck of Robby trying to play cool, Dylan fumbling apologizing and Reader trying to be calm for her kid. Some of the staff who like don't know her probably only call her Robby's wife, or the ex so its just super awkward.

But Dana is like an all seeing eye and also calls out reader for leading poor Dylan on, like the funny red flag of being engaged while living apart (still hilarious lol) and how she and Robby are still like deeply attracted to each and everyone can see except maybe Dylan. Dana is like "Dylan is really nice but it'd be like having two kids"

also just picturing a rom-com (more comedy) moment where Robby is feeling hella jealous because his kid and dylan are really bonding and playing (they both have the same interests) and Robby kinda tries to play too, or kinda tries to assert his bond with his kid but ends up pinching a nerve in his back and goes down, cut to him with a bruised ego and his kid trying to massage his back better as he lies face down on the couch (mom to the rescue with a heat pad)

also would love to see the lore of how they get together, i'd like to think a lot of their relationship at least intially was their crazy chemistry, like crazy carnal appetite for eachother, and it just being easy being with one another...until it isn't

hi friend!!!!!

i am so glad you liked it!!! ahhh!!! let me answer this in parts!!!

there really is SO much to explore with them!!!

referenced post

1) i think robby really means well, it’s not like he doesn’t call on purpose, he’s just so physically exhausted when he gets home from work, and more often than not he’s also mentally exhausted. unfortunately, he just forgets sometimes :(. and she always remembers to let him have it, not to make him feel shitty, necessarily, but just enough so he feels guilty if that makes sense?? like she knows he loves their son (ryan), she just wants him to show it.

i think he volunteers for t-ball stuff maybe because ryan offhandedly mentions that dylan helps with the team snacks. like robby just says “well i could help coach” or something. when they mention it to reader, she says they should start small, with actually coming to games and being consistent with that first. not in a passive aggressive way either, just because she knows robby is so busy, and that would take more effort than she honestly thinks he has to give. which, again, she unfortunately is right. he makes probably 5/9 games, which is great, and ryan is so excited, but he misses two that he promised to be at because the ED was short staffed. but she can tell he’s trying, and it really hurts him not to be there.

2) OMG DO NOT GET ME STARTED!!! i think they (reader and robby) met at a coffee shop, and it was just pure passion from the moment they met. they were CONSTANTLY fucking (for lack of better words LOL). it’s more surprising that they only had the one kid during their relationship than anything!! i think dylan was a co-worker (who took a promotion to a different department so they could date) who always really liked her, but never made a move until well after she and robby broke up. he knows that there’s a lot, a lot of damage and (again for lack of better words) issues from that relationship, so he knows things are going to be slow and a little non traditional. but at the same time, it all still stings a little. like he’s there, he’s present, and she’s got his ring on her finger (something michael never did). why won’t she fully give herself to him and trust him?

3) DANA!! she gets really annoyed with robby, like she definitely thinks he’s just talking shit, but also, like you said, thinks dylan just has to be the absolute worst (to an extent, she knows reader pretty well). then he comes in with ryan, awkward and fumbling while wearing khaki shorts with binoculars around his neck as he awkwardly asks for robby, and she genuinely has to hold herself together once she realizes exactly who this man is. robby’s that jealous of this guy?

i imagine whitaker and king are the ones in the room helping out. so they awkwardly look between reader who is biting her nails as she sits on the bed, robby who looks like he’s about to pop a blood vessel, and dylan who looks one second away from throwing up. he also keeps apologizing, which they can tell pisses robby off more than anything. he’s fighting back shitty comments about why he wasn’t watching him in the first place, but keeps them to himself when he sees how distressed reader is. it gets extremely awkward when king takes ryan for x-rays, and whitaker is awkwardly stuck in there with the three of them. he called her mrs. robinavitch like four times, and it just makes it worse.

4)dana does definitely call her out!! she can see the way she clings a little closer to robby, and at first she thinks it may be the nerves, but one too many times she sees the look in her eyes when she looks at robby. they have quick chat, and it does get reader thinking about a lot of things, because i think she’s the first person to call her out on it.

5) AHHH OHMYGOSH!!! i can’t think of a scenario for this so we’ll just look at the aftermath LOL. robby, laying facedown on the couch, wounded pride but also actually a little down and genuinely wanting to just leave. he knew the kid liked dylan, but didn’t really realize how much, ya know. ryan, poor boy, cries because his dad is hurt, and that makes it so much worse, the poor boy just sobbing lightly while rubbing his dads back softly. reader comes in just in time, with a heating pad and icyhot, telling the boy to go find some water while she takes over, rubbing the icyhot into his back. it shouldn’t make him feel like it does, but neither of them say anything to acknowledge it.

6) i can (and plan on) really diving into this)!!! there’s definitely a lot of lore for them, between their relationship, having a baby, the break up, robby and heather, reader and dylan. there is SO much we can get into with this!!!

[higharollakockamamie]

I was lucky enough to get to see the Takarazuka Castlevania show and it rules!

I’m remembering some stuff out of order, and this is my first Takarazuka, so I may state the obvious if you’re more familiar with it. Details for anybody who might be interested in what if Symphony of the Night was a musical acted entirely by women, colored with my vague recollections of playing a couple of the games like 20 years ago:

It does indeed start with the famous “Die, monster! You don’t belong in this world!” intro, except with no wine glass toss, and Maria is there.

For the fight scenes, screens come down and play CGI magic effects.

Maria generally gets a lot more to do than appear for 14 seconds like she does in the game.

When somebody dies, they sink down through a trapdoor. The stage in general is super cool, with a ton of different backdrops, a huge revolving table, and nice use of the whole thing from front to back.

There are backup dancers all in black with capes they swoosh around so they look like bats and I love them so much.

French Revolution time! We’ve got dancing revolutionaries and Robespierre, who I was absolutely not expecting in this play about Dracula. Shaft the wizard is there.

We get a flashback of Dracula going on his business trip. While he’s gone, Lisa tells Alucard that in her research she’s found a cure for vampirism that she’ll give Vlad as soon as he comes back. But then, she gets burnt as she calls out to Alucard that her last wish is for him not to hate humans and for him to keep Dracula from taking revenge. We see little!Alucard here, and he uses chichiue and hahaue to his parents.

Robespierre gets betrayed by Shaft and the revolutionaries turn on him, killing him, which Shaft uses to revive Dracula. If anybody ever asks you about Robespierre’s downfall, tell them it was for wizard reasons.

Annette gets kidnapped as bait to bring Richter to the castle. Richter gets a song to the tune of Bloody Tears, which rules. Then he gets brainwashed by Shaft.

Present Alucard travels through a village where they’re having a festival and singing a catchy song about how this once a year, on the night of the full moon, lost loved ones come back to visit. Alucard meets Maria here, who remembers that he saved her from vampires years ago when she was little. She remembers she asked him his name and he said, “One such as me has no name,” which she thought was badass. They go their separate ways.

I forget if it’s around here, but at some point they learn about Dracula being back, and Maria says that if Alucard won’t come with her, she’ll go to the castle alone.

Alucard finds a little girl in the woods, who says her papa was taken by the Revolution. He takes her to some nuns and an abbot, where he runs into Maria again. Some monsters, who are dancers in cool layered flowing red, attack. Maria and Alucard fight them off, but the abbot is freaked out, declares anybody who can fight those monsters must not be human, and throws them out.

Alucard and Maria get attacked by a lackey vampire, who they defeat, but not before he bites Maria and vampirizes her.

Alucard takes her back to his sweet bachelor pad, which has a drawing of Lisa on the wall. When Maria wakes up they talk about Lisa, and Alucard remembers the vampirism cure that must be somewhere in her laboratory.

They fly there, as shown on the screens. Maria falls once and Alucard catches her romantically.

The laboratory music is Dance of Gold, which is cool. They find Lisa’s journal, but not the cure. They conclude Dracula must keep it close.

Maria’s vampirism takes over and she does a kickass evil laugh before attacking Alucard with her four beasts, which are represented through the screens at first, then by dancers in white. Alucard fights them off and she returns to normal. She gives him the holy glasses, which are opera glasses he gazes at the audience through until she tells him that just having them works.

Alucard runs into a robed and hooded figure who shows him the world of the dead, which has angelic dancing figures with candles. Robespierre is there and gets a speech about how he was trying to save France. Hi Robespierre.

Then we see Lisa at the stake, but she urges Alucard to kill all the humans. Yep, the figure was the succubus. He sees through it and fights her.

There’s a fight with Richter, where the mind control is represented as a green orb floating on the screens. Richter gets Alucard on his knees and wraps his whip around his neck, which, hot. Alucard breaks free and destroys the mind control orb, bringing Richter to his senses.

Alucard confronts Dracula and they fight, Alucard insisting that Lisa wouldn’t want him to wreak revenge on humanity. Alucard wins, but can’t bring himself to kill his father, and throws his sword away. Shaft takes the opportunity to attack Alucard, and Dracula defends his son and kills the wizard. Dracula gives Alucard the vampirism cure.

Then Dracula asks Alucard to finish him off and send him to be with Lisa, which he does, in a scene that was sad but also charming because of Dracula dying very carefully so that he’d land on the trapdoor.

Maria gets unvampired.

There’s the scene from the end of Symphony of the Night where all the good guys part, except with the addition of Alucard telling Richter to go to Paris to rescue that little girl’s father, so I guess Richter gets a stint as the Scarlet Pimpernel. Alucard goes off and Maria runs after him.

But then we get one more scene! Maria finds Alucard at a grave he’s made for Dracula, where she prays. We see Dracula and Lisa looking on. Then there’s a romantic bit where Alucard wraps his cape around Maria, which is sweet, and they go off together.

All in all it was great, the music was great, the costumes were great, I loved it. I wish I could see it again immediately. I’m definitely gonna see more Takarazuka if I get the chance.

[taystarr]

"ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴꜱᴘᴏᴋᴇɴ ɢᴏᴏᴅʙʏᴇ" — ᴊᴜɴɢᴡᴏɴ x !ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ You and Jungwon have been best friends since childhood. You always supported him, cheered for his dream to debut. Since ENHYPEN’s rise, communication has faded: unread texts, unanswered calls. You tell yourself you understand — he’s busy, he’s famous now — but it still hurts. ( ⟢ ) pairings. Jungwon x fem!reader ⎯⎯ Contains. Angst, Fluff, Cursing, Kissing. ✿°·.¸.·°¯°·.¸.·°¯°·.¸.-> You stare at your phone screen, tears welling in your eyes. "𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘵.. he's really doing this." You say, as you see Jungwon standing next to six other boys. Some look older than him, others look younger. They all look so happy, 𝙝𝙚 looks happy. This is probably the twentieth time you texted today. You've been texting him non-stop. Not like he's receiving them though. He blocked you 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 ago when he debuted. Or maybe he just got a new phone. Whatever it was, you two haven't had contact in forever. You throw your phone down onto your bed, huffing in response and stand. It's nice outside, maybe you could take a walk to get your head off him. ✿✿✿ The breeze is warm, the different color leaves cover the ground, and the smell of rain and fresh bread fill your nose. You step into a nearby cafe from your house, and walk straightforward to the register. "The usual?" Avery, the worker who so suddenly became your best friend just from your breakdown in the cafe bathrooms. He's sweet, perfect height, brunette, and the most cutest facial features. You'd think he was a girl based of his appearance and name. "Yeah.." You mumble, hands shoved in front pockets. "Do you think he'll ever come back? Or y'know.. text?" Avery lets out a small chuckle and a quick grin before replacing it with a serious tone (also a bit mocking). "I mean, possibly. But get real. An idol come back for some girl he knew back in 4th grade?" He says while making your drink. "Hey! We grew up together. Same school, neighborhood, even our parents were friends! He vowed to never forget me when he moved to go to the damn 'Survival Show; iland" You groan, flopping onto the counter, a random customer side-eyeing you as she places her own order. Avery just smiles and hands you your drink. "Don't sweat it, he'll be back.. Maybe." You roll your eyes playfully and move away to take a seat at the nearest table as you wait for your muffin. You pull out your phone, open TikTok and the first thing you see is Jungwon mentioning some girl on his live. The fandom is going wild, everyone fuming, happy, whatever. Your heart dropped. He moved on? Well, obviously.. After not talking to you for four years, he most likely has. But damn.. it fucking stings. "She was so sweet, we used to play in my garden outside when we were younger. Until she got stung.." You listened close, eyes widening. Wait.. was he talking about - you? You still remember the time that bee stung you, you cried so damn loud it probably echoed around the whole neighborhood. So he 𝙙𝙞𝙙 still remember you. If so, why hasn't he texted? Oh fuck him. Just as, Avery walks up with an amused smile, freshly made muffin on a plate. "On the house, once again.. You better get right and start foucsing on yourself instead of a random kpop idol. You BOTH have better things to do." Avery marks. "Please, he still knows me. Look!" You say, holding the phone up to him as they video replays. "..Oh wow, so great. Yeah, awesome y/n. He brings up a girl, a bee, and a garden, and all of a sudden all eyes are on you." You roll your eyes, snatching your phone away and setting it down. "C'mon, its the EXACT scene that happened when we were kids, I remember it like it was yesterday!" Your voice gets louder, a few eyes darting over. "Quiet down, weirdo" Avery whispers, as he takes a seat next to you. "Y'know that group, whatever their name is-" "Enhypen. It's enhypen." you correct him. "Right.. Well, their coming to the country. I could buy you tickets?" You froze, your eyes lit up then narrowed. "You'd buy me tickets?”

“No way im going to my old best friend's concert looking for him. I'd look like some crazy fan trying to sneak backstage!"

"So.. is that a no?" Avery ask. "Mhm.. you'know what. Yes."

✿✿✿

It's now time for the concert, you've been waiting for weeks. Avery brought everything, you got front row seats in the pit. You looked good, smelled good, dressed good. Oh yeah, even if Jungwon didn't notice you, another member probably would've.

You walk into the entry, you already got your ticket checked. First thing you do? Food. No matter what, you've gotta be fed for doing anything. You grab a slushie and plain hotdog which came up to $20. "Twenty dollars for this? Oh that's wild." You mumbled to yourself, as you head over to the condiment sections. Then you hear it.

Screams.

Loud, crazy ones. People are running towards the area, screaming at seven different men walking with like 15 security guards in front of them. Enhypen.

"Oh shit.. that's them right there!" You say to Avery, nervousness and excitement building. Oh yeah. That's right. Avery tagged along too, you were way to scared to go alone. Like who walks into a concert, looking for an idol who used to know them, alone? Yeah, not you.

Avery rolls his eyes, slurping his drink and nodding, probably barely even able to hear you since the noise. But whatever you said, he probably got a gist of it.

You both make your way down the escalator, moving through the crowd. A fansign? 30 minutes before the concert? What in the hell were they thinking? Whatever.

You stepped in line, waiting your turn. You lean beside you to whisper to Avery but.. he's gone? Then you hear your name being shouted from halfway infront of the line. "Y/N!!! I'M UP HERE, SOMEONE LET ME INFRONT OF THEM!!" He shouts as you roll your eyes and chuckle. Moving past everyone. Now you were only about behind five people.

Time past, the line moves, then; it's your turn. You greet Heeseung first, smiling and interacting with him. Then you greet Jay, Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, Ni-ki, and guess who's last in line? Him. Jungwon.

You pause for a moment, then move slowly. Maybe he'll recognized you, maybe he won't. Your heart was pounding, you swore if anyone ruined this moment, you'd actually kill them.

✿ ✿

Your eye's connect. Quickly. Your staring at Jungwon, and he's staring at you. It may have took him about 45 seconds to realize you, but the moment "Wonnie" came out your mouth, that same nickname, same silly accent you'd used to say it in came out your mouth, it's like his whole world stopped.

"Y-y/n?.." He mumbled, emotions cruising through him. "Wait.. Why the hell- you-, who- The fuck?" Was the first actually 'sentence' that came out his mouth.

Eyes landed over, but didn't say anything. "Uhm.. well.. nice seeing you again?.." Jungwon said, and your heart dropped. "Huh?.. That's what you've got to say? No 'oh I missed you so much!' or 'my childhood bestie!'" You say, staring at him. Niki nudges him, signaling that your time for greeting is over and the line needs to continue.

"Sorry.. I- .. here." He scribbles on your hand, just like he did in middle school whenever he wanted to write something important but couldn't say it. His number.

"After the show." Was his last words before moving onto the next engene. You rolled your eyes and huffed, Avery laughed his ass off. Goodness he was annoying. You looked over and threw a punch to his arm, huffing.

"He said - He said- 'The fuck'" Avery repeats, laughing. "Oh screw you." You said, throwing out your now empty slushie cup. You looked down at your hand, and pulled out your phone typing the numbers in. Avery finally looked up, stopping in his tracks and raising an eyebrow. "Really? What if it's a scam? I mean why you he give you his number."

Your eyes landed over at Avery, your expression saying everything your mouth wanted to. Shut the fuck up. Avery’s smile drops and he huffs, crossing his arms.

✿ ✿

Time passes, everyone is either in their seats or on the pit at the front. As the concert started, everyone screams, hyped up already.

Thirty five minutes into the concert, Jungwon spots you. He waves and smiles, and what’s the first thing you do? Flip him off. He laughs, genuinely. The members notice but don’t say anything.

✿ ✿ ✿

The concert is finally over, and the first thing you do is dial the number Jungwon have you. You don’t even wait and let him settle down first. He almost instantly picks up, breathing hard, cheers in the background from the backstage mangers.

“Hello?..” silence. Then an annoyed huff “It’s m—“ he didn’t even let you finish, he immediately speaks up.”ah! Y/n. Come backstage we need to talk.” He hangs up before you can even argue back.

✿ ✿

You arrive backstage after being guided by a security guard, Avery didn’t follow; he said he’s taking his ass home.

You and Jungwon’s eyes meet, and he books it to you, pulling you in a tight hug, spinning you around. You kick your feet attempting to get down and start you fussing.

“You stopped talking to me for four fucking years and now you want to spin my ass around?!” You yell, Jungwon already sensing your attitude.

“Ok, ok. I’m sorry. When we first debuted they told us we had to get rid of friends. Even close ones.” Your eyes widened “Bullshit!” He nods in agreement, still starring at you with those eyes.

You breathe in and out, calming down. Then the first genuine thing comes out your mouth “I… I missed you..” Your voice cracks, and when you look up you already see that stupid smile and adorable dimples appearing on his face.

“Awhh, see! Behind all that sas it’s my favorite girl!” He leans down and presses a soft kiss to your forehead. “Missed you too, pretty”

Gross. You roll your eyes, groaning, going right back to the girl you were.

“I promise I’ll never leave again, not even if the dumbass company officials tell me too.” He vows.

“Yeah, you said that last time.” You exclaimed. But before he could even get anything out, you leaned up, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

“You still owe me for laughing when I got stung.” You scolded. “ we were nine.” He whispers against your lips, both of you smiling and giggling against each others mouths.

“Fuck you..” you say.

“You love me” he whispers back.

[crabussy]

dude. my life fucking rules. feathered velociraptor shleich figurine for $2 at the op shop. captain of one of my favourite ferries complimented my shirt TWICE (and we are now introduced!). new friend waved me over to sit next to her in a lecture. found a way to make my pony collection even more enjoyable. sky was so beautiful it was a crazy pale blue and there were cirrus clouds catching the sun. the ocean looked like molten green glass. I'm going swimming in the sea and having lunch with a few friends in a weeks time. I've earned 500 dollars this week just from my art which is a milestone I didn't expect to hit without joining a company. I'm not feeling as fatigued as usual. it rained in the morning which was really lovely. I thought I was going to be super late for uni but I made it right on time. I'm kind of in love with the world today

[lollytea]

Just learned that we have to keep going no matter what. A bit stupid if you ask me. I'll fucking do it but christ alive!!!

[famewolf]

yesterday's birthday LotR watch party was AMAZING!!! we had pot roast and potatoes and a huge spread of cheeses and fruits and meat and at the end we ate a loaf of pumpkin bread that had chocolate chips. we just grazed all day on the most scrumptious foods and with the best company

I also received one of the most heartfelt cards I've ever been given, by one of my best friends. and it made me legitimately choke up.

said as much to them, but I'll express it here too because it's nice to reflect on: it was the first time that I've not had to deal with rough feelings on/around my birthday. and a huge portion of that is thanks to how loved and cared for they all made me feel. and I feel that always with them! but I've never had friends that went out of their way to take time off without me even knowing or asking, just to spend the day with me! or who planned the gathering so that all I had to do was hang out and enjoy myself.

it's just .... very special and means more than I could put into words. I think as someone who is almost always in charge, and heavily relied on, and is always striving to show up for others ... it's a gift all on its own to not have to be in control. and I didn't really know that that's what I wanted until my besties asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday. I didn't have any idea and they immediately went 'what if we planned something for you' and I realized that that was exactly what I needed!

so anyways, long and the short of it, I had an incredible birthday weekend with people who I cherish with all my heart and I feel full of love!

and now today we're going over to their house to play D&D :3

[fennthetalkingdog]

Man, do any other autistic/ADHD folk not like wearing rings because of sensory issues? Like, rings look super cool and alternative and I'd totally wear them but I just cannot. They feel weird on my skin and I can't draw my attention away from them, and if I wear them for long enough, the uncomfortable feeling causes me to dissociate a little. But the feeling of having something in that area is still nice and pretty grounding, I just prefer to wear a watch or bracelet instead of a ring.

I know what I do love to wear? Necklaces! I love stimming by pulling the chain against my neck or fiddling with the end or messing with the pendent!! I literally have to limit the amount of necklaces I wear so my neck doesn't feel too heavy, and because I have one necklace that I wear all the time (a stim necklace with spinning circles on the end that I'm addicted to lol), that limit is usually one or two more at most. But I have so many cool necklaces compared to just an old ring or two in my jewelry collection.

[lelianaslefthand]

only 534 hours in the game and i’ve finally figured out where the boooal guy is 😩

[slushi-chan]

Tw: talking about a creepy dream and distress (Spencer Reid was in it for some fucking reason, why’d he have to be in a bad dream)

Had a dream yesterday while napping where I was in the past but I was invisible and watching the past unfold and Spencer Reid was in the dream and going through it (poor bby can’t get a break even in dreams) and he visited some guy and I was there in the past as this guys pet like I was straight up treated like his pet, not in a sex way but like literally like I was just some animal and I remember present me in the past kept saying things just like commenting on what was happening or saying things to Spencer even though he couldn’t hear me and I kept trying to interact but I couldn’t and I remember Spencer was crying at one point and I wanted to hug him but I couldn’t and there’s other stuff that happened that I can’t remember and there’s some stuff I vaguely remember but can’t verbalize it’s just in my head anyway I can’t stop thinking about that dream and it’s really uncomfortable and distressing and I’m about to go back to bed now and I have this pit in my stomach and I just feel really bad right now and I needed to just vent. I wish Spencer was here to just hold me as I fall asleep and make me feel safe it’s so unfair he’s not real

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

two more days. two more days and I can stop being jealous of people I don't know

[jessiethelion]

Every time I think ohh I'm not all that strange maybe I have an interaction that very suddenly readjusts my perception and I remember a lot of people actually do think I'm a little freakish

[squipa]

baby, i want some of your love

aka how you healed him

———

jason todd wears glasses now.

jason never really took care of himself after dying. his body was so hopelessly out of rhythm, everything slightly wrong and out of place. his bones creak underneath his skin, his muscles, which had nearly rotted and decayed, could never quite figure out how to relax. sometimes he’d forget to breathe, or blink, the actions no longer involuntary, and before you? he didn’t have it in himself to care. his health had fallen to the least of his worries.

but you were always so worried about him. you noticed things about himself he hadn’t even realized, how he winced when he chewed with the left side of his mouth, how he squinted at street signs whenever you went on walks, how his muscles were always tense until you massaged them into relaxation. you pointed them out, pouting whenever he’d shrug it off. to him, it was nothing, he was used to the pain, the inconvenience; he didn’t consider his own wellbeing important enough to pay any mind to.

to you, it was torture. watching the man you loved so dearly treat himself with so little care had you ruined. all you wanted for him was happiness and safety, for him to have what he had given you so freely, what he guarded himself from so intensely. he didn’t realize how much you cared until he noticed how much you finally pushed him to treat himself better.

“i scheduled you a dentist appointment.” you said, matter-of-factly setting down a few documents in front of him begging his patient history. he looked up to you, eyebrow raised, entirely confused. you answered his question before he could even think to ask it. “you wince when you chew.”

he wouldn’t say no to you. despite his disdain regarding the idea of a check up, he went. you came with him, fiercly speaking a language of medicine he didn’t understand. when he left the dentist, you gave him a lollipop. “i’m not five.” he ate it anyways, savoring the taste between strawberry-stained lips as you drove him home.

he stopped noticing when you made him appointments to get shots, or when you subtly slipped the card of a dermatologist behind the picture of you he kept in his wallet. he started actually caring about what he did to his body— gut health and all that. yes, he was jacked, his body had been built like a machine ever since it had patched itself back together in the lazarus pit, but he couldn’t remember the last time he ate a piece of fruit.

he didn’t realize how much better he felt until dick pointed it out for him. “you got glasses?” he asked, pointing to the thick black frames that sat on the bridge of his nose.

he nodded. he does wear glasses. he has silver caps on two of his teeth. he has a nice layer of body fat covering his muscles because he eats three well-balanced meals a day. he has a standing appointment with a chiropractor every other wednesday at two, and another with a therapist on mondays at one. he gets a checkup every six months and goes to the dentist every four, he’s been to the dermatologist three times in two years, he has all of his shots up to date, he takes vitamins in the morning and he sleeps at least five hours every night.

he cares about himself. he puts effort into making sure he stays healthy— and at first it was for you. only for you, to ease your constant worry about him. but now it’s second nature, your guiding hand has healed him, made him want to stay alive and healthy and whole, not for just you, but for himself.

the moment the realization washes over him of just how much you’ve given him, he rushes home and tells you in no less than a thousand ways just how grateful he is to have your love.

———