#aaaahhh its the sisters!

[maya-custodios-dionach]

Congratulations to @gothicwoes for their post on steddie having a gomez/morticia dynamic that I IMMEDIATELY shared in our horny-on-main 18+ steddie server, and sent me going on a tangent going INSANE over Vampire Steve Harrington. I hope the excerpts I put in here are coherent, aaaahhh. Hope you enjoy my rambling, yall. Beware, LONG POST AHEAD!!

THOUSAND YEAR OLD VAMPIRE STEVE AND HIS 28YO BOYFRIEND EDDIE, WHO KEEPS CAMPAIGNING TO BE TURNED

steves all angsty about it while eddie is busy about fantasizing the shit he'd do once he's turned

he loved being a bloodbag, dont get him wrong, being drained of blood is hot, BUT ITS TIME TO PUT A RING ON IT

EDDIE'S CLINGING TO THAT VAMPIRE ASS UNTIL THE HEAT DEATH OF THE UNIVERSE

eddie's vampire moodboard is just morticia, which fits bc vamp!steve already treats him like gomez treats morticia

i love love LOVE couples where one is goth and the other is prep/pastel but the soft bright one is the vampire, that shit's so good

also its bc i think people who love and/or dress like a vampire would be turned on by being turned into a bloodbag tbh

all this to say, when steve finally caves and turns eddie, 100 or so years later, they have the same comfy domestic yet still obsessed with each other dynamic that gomez and morticia have

eddie tries to act like some old wisened vamp but steve over here humbling him like-

Eddie, putting on a morticia air and scaring dustin and the Party, who broke into their indiana vacation home to investigate shit: 😈

Steve, too old for this crap and just wants to blend in so that he can keep working as a social worker or some other mundane job: Eddie, la mia vita, you're only 150

Eddie, pouting: I'm an ancient creature of DARKNESS, love!!! * unconsciously stomps foot *

Steve, amused and distantly reminded of his daddy kink at his lover acting childish: You're very scary, amore mio, but let's wait for 100-500 years before that happens 💕

[Some response of another person in the discord talking about how Steve would hate Eddie talking about being an ancient being bc Steve HATES being reminded how old he is.] Wait, oh no, oh that's so much worse for him. I dread the day my sister becomes an adult and we only have a 7 year diff, holy SHIT, Steve just wants to be a normal boring job haver dammit

Ooohhhh, WHAT IF STEVE'S OLD AGE FURTHUR FEEDS INTO HIS LONELINESS AND ABANDOMENT ISSUES?!

SEE, THIS IS WHY VAMPIRE STEVE IS SO GOOD

He's too noble for him NOT to greatly consider him, all the while Eddie is constantly flinging his willing adult body towards him

Bc yk, he cares about Eddie's well-being and personal growt-

Eddie: BUT BABY, I WANT TO STAY WITH YOU FOREVER

steve, flustered but worried:

UGH

Dndkzms I just have SO MANY FUCKING FEELINGS about vampire Steve saying Fuck It to his lonely vampire life and blending in with human society and falling so deeply in love with humanity and passion and LIFE

Sure his other vampire peers shun him bc of it, but he doesn't care about those stagnant sleazebags who only think of themselves

Steve sees humans give birth, give life, give passion, give kindness, give HOPE, enact change and its so fucking BEAUTIFUL

It's why he's so fucking angry at the injustices of the world, but damn, those humans' PERSEVERANCE in face of those injustices is so AWE-INSPIRING

ESP THE CHILDREN!!!

Steve is so FASCINATED by watching these little creatures GROW and CHANGE constantly, he delights in their energy, their creativity, their curiosity, their camaraderie with other another

So much so that Steve created an entire fake history in order to pass for human and gets a Masters in Psychology and Anthropology or something

That's why he's so drawn to Eddie, like a moth to flame

Eddie had been through so much in his life but with the care of his Uncle, his band and his best friend chrissy, Eddie manages to exude so much fucking LIFE, it's INSANE

He's unpredictable, he's spontaneous, he's theatrical and he's always making sure that the people around him who like him really comfortable and entertained. And seeing him around people younger than him??? How could Steve do anything but fall?

[dusty-innit]

Wholesome teases, nicknames, an sillyness in frenship, that mean A LOT to me but can't admit it:

(t-word edition!)

“I would call ya giggler, but we both know yur more like a gigglee…” (SO SMART BUT SO- MMMHHH 😖)

“M gonna getchaaaa!~” (meanie not sayin this enough 😠)

“Both haaannddsss~” (ESCAPE MODE ACTIVATED)

“Coochiecoochiecoooo!!!” (Slippin, slippin, slIPPIN!!)

“ ..Sorry, was i.. ticklin you!?” (in the baby talk voice tooooo, am alreday meltin)

“Hiiii Gigggllleeesss!~” (thank God for tumblr an my amazin dino boy 🦖.. even tho it’s NoT mY nAmEee, stupid nickname- I lov- HATE it)

“Yur adorable-“ (🫠 nuh-uh!)

“The chikin goes…” 🐓🦆🦃 (i was so confused when it firs happened, but i love an miss this so much)

“Puupppyyy, good puppy!!~” “She’s practically my little sister” (curls up in a ball, these make me so happyfull!! 🐕😋)

“3…” (..uh oh)

“2-“ (here it comes..)

“1..!” (cue me gettin to it firs, hehe!)

“i can make it feel better-“ (plz ❤️‍🩹)

“Challenge accepted!-“ (..oh)

“dun dun… dun dun…. dun dun dun dun.. dun dun dun dun- ..dunnnnnnnnnnnnn!” (Sharky, circlin around me like a sharkyyy 🦈)

“i happen to know a weakness of yurs~” (🤫)

“do i need to tickle you?” (MOST DEFINITELY YES)

“c’mere” (jus a hug right? ..Awh :< uH I mean, GOOD 🫂)

“do you wan the rules to be the same like before?” (cant remember how ya worded it but yesyesyesyesyesyes!!!)

“Aaawh, you embarrassed? All flustered an flutteryyy??~” (absolutely not💗🦋)

“..an guess wat? m the tickle monster..”(CRUMBLES- SINCE WHEN?! YUR THE VILLIAN, MEMBER??)

“Anticipation!” (EEP)

“This must take a lot of self control for you right now..” (not at all, want do ya meeaaannn 😵‍💫)

“I like makin ya happy” (🫶 💜)

“Yur gonna be so itchy after this-“ (WELL NOW THAT YOU SAID IT)

“Wats this button doo?” (not the dAnGeR zOnE, nuuuu!)

“PoCkEtTsSss!!”

“Ya said you weren't ticklish here, member?” (M NOT, ITS A REFLEX)

Me when he used to snap his fingies: “Eh, this is fine”

Me realizin there's a purpose now of: (snaps fingers and ups your level of ticklishness by 100) “..oh no” (YAYYYYY)

…

“Wat happens if i doonnttt?”

“Ooo, wats this!?” (deflection!)

“Watcha gonna do bout it? >:3”

“..jus tense, stressed- that’s all” (i despise massages an scratchies an pat pats, they feel so good thoooo ^~^)

“STAY FAR AWAY FROM ME-“ (🙈 AAAAHHH)

“Am i botherin you? Is this a nerve??” (snarky cuz it’s the only hints i can give ;w;)

“Evil, very very evil- STAHP DOIN THAT!”

“This doesn’t do anyth- ..oki”

“M not even- that… thing”

“tables hav turned, hehe!!” (ruthlessly- but not painfully, targets yur neck 🐢)

“REVENGE!!” (Hero time!!!)

”yur too weak” “m not scared of you!” (HOW ARE YOU NOT GETTIN THE HINTS >:p)

”this is mine now-“ (CMON BRO, it’s very obvious wat. m. doin)

“TAG, yur it!” (Chase chase chASE CHASEEE❣️)

“Don’t even think about it-“ (🥺 pwease do think about it)

“YOU SAID THE WORD-“

“Ooooo, exposure-”

“FlaiLeR >:D”

“..darn, got last place again? Oh well-“ (😇)

[angry-geese]

i dont know how this happened really. i developed crush on a girl??? like i knew girls are literally the prettiest creatures that ever roamed earth, but i never thought i would have a crush? she is younger than me,taller and she has a cold appearance. idk if its a crush, but i think i am bi, since her friend, who is a boy, is someone i was also crushing on. i knew it deep down but it was stage one denial phase, also thought that i thought everyone found girls hot 😭😭 and i would kiss my friend if she gave me the chance she is the best aaaahhh

anyways i am happy that i FINALLY figured out my sexuality since i thought i was literally lying to myself saying why dont i have a crush on a girl if i am bi? i literally thought i was straight because of this. although now i have a crush to deal with i am happy 😭 have a good day or night lol

Ksgdkfgfkf it's okay!! I totally get that!!

Ngl I think I nearly had a panic attack the first time I realized I had a crush on a girl like I was so deeply in denial about being a lesbian that I was like,,, nah,,, gonna process these thoughts another time kshdkdhdk

I had the "I thought everyone found girls hot" talk with my sister and she just kinda looked at me like "?? No tf they don't??" and I think that's when I started to think yeah maybe I'm not straight and then I was still in denial for another four years

I'm proud of you anonnie! This stuff isn't always the easiest to figure out lol

[kazuhasbunny]

Ok Im back from listening to all of the songs u recommended forgive me in advance bc this is kinda long but I decided to comment on all the songs individually 😭

I can't fix you - I feel like Sister Location was the first game to mostly give the lore upfront and not make people do research ? Like you still might have to but it's more direct than the other games like with the marionette I had no idea what the deal was til I looked it up 😭 I've heard it before and I downloaded it years ago but I still absolutely love it the lyrics and the voice 🙏🏻 the way it gets kinda quiet and sad but then goes back to being louder and aggressive 👌 I'm abt to go play it on loop lmao

I got no time - I really like this one, if I remember correctly some people say it's probably about the crying child and it probably is which makes it sadder I felt so bad for him

:( that must've been scarring also the fact that the phone guy (I believe it was another phone guy) says that it's amazing how humans can live without their frontal lobe ??? Omg poor child :/

Die in a fire - The kids' spirits or whatever all being there after the animatronics are broken...aaaahhh I love all these songs so much 😭

Join us for a bite - I don't even know what to say bc I can't explain it but I love this one so much 😭 along with I can't fix you it might be one of my faves I just love the vibe baby and Ballora have it's so sad yet sweet? I feel bad for baby but the way she talks about the day she killed Elizabeth is so ugh she sounds like she was so happy but then that happened 😞

Stay calm - I love the repetitiveness of it if that makes sense?? Like obv they're gonna repeat it a few times but i rly like the vibe when they do + I love how the animatronics each have their own voice too 💀 I forget Foxy was supposed to be a pirate sometimes lmao

Five more nights - Omg I remember when I first saw Balloon Boy I thought he was so cute ☺️ then he turned into that monstrosity lmaoo I remember when I was first going through my fnaf phase I watched this one vid (not this song btw) but every time he showed up youtube would crash and it was just ??? I also had no idea what Marionette's relevance was until I did some research and found out it was Henry's daughter's spirit that possesses it and it sounds sad bc Marionette was made to protect her as far as I'm aware going by the canon voice lines and theories, I like the fact that they put both the discarded versions of the animatronics and the new ones! Kinda weird that they removed Chica's beak when she's a literal chicken but whatever 😭 phone guy omg the memories..."they get a bit quirky at night" 💀

The Bonnie song - I really liked it tbh I like the newer versions of the animatronics (like in Sister Location and Security Breach) but at the same time I feel like the old ones gave it a much creepier vibe bc they didn't have the same shine ? It's a good song the broken Bonnie (idk what it's called) reminds me of a toilet seat 👩🏻‍🦯 I'm kinda upset they didn't have Bonnie or Foxy in SB bc I loved them so much a few years ago 😭

can i smooch u maybe😢😢 this literally made me tear up ur explanation is so cool………… and so detailed……. made me feel better about how i always go insane over these 😢 but yes omg sl gave off most of the lore tbh.. u didnt have to really look into it that deep thats why i love it sm 🔥

YEA OMG i got no time is crying child’s song and it made me cry the first time i heard it cause he died in such a painful way… boy got the bite of 83 😢😢 ik it was scarring for him since he was literally afraid of animatronics.. so his death hurt me the alot

i also lovee join us for a bite 😢 the change of music and also tone on certain times just fits so well one times its sad and then it just turns happy again..

TRUEE the lines being repeated did caught me off guard at first until the animatronics started singing omg i love that part sm how they all have their own voices JSNSHW its so sillay and also cute BYE

BALLOON BOY SCARED ME NOOOSHJSW its design just… makes me cry it reminds me of something but i cant clearly make out what… it was… and yes marionette lore ����😢 i love how she’s like. protect the dead children (i believe?? because in fnaf 3 in the minigames..) i cant believe henry’s daughter got killed though pls it hurts so much. william u crazy .. and true omg chica without a beak PLS why did she look like that 😭😭 goodnight HSNSW also the animatronics get a bit quirky at night. bye. what an iconic line

OMG SAME idk the old animatronics just … scared me alot 😢😢 thats why i didnt slept for the whole night because of freddy fnaf behind my back when i’m taking food from the fridge NIOO or or when i go pee 😓 dont fnaf on me i beg of u. PLSS THE BONNIE TOILET NOOOJDGW😭 i thought the same aswell no wonder i kept laughing ok i feel bad now 💔 so mean.. AND TRUE NOOOOO yk i was so happy to see bonnie again when i saw bonnie bowl in the trailer… just to not see him at all?????? cried so hard. where’s my oomf bonnie and foxy..😢 foxy would fit in the daycare theatre tbh because how he is a pirate and like. was made to entertain aswell since the beginning??? so not including him was ☹️☹️ crying

this how i look after nerding out the whole ask (insane)

[crazyclownthanos]

White Clover

Page 1: Passing the baton

Words: 3823

The Clover Kingdom

The title of 30th wizard king, now belonging to an orphan who grew up in the forsaken realm, who had no magic and better yet was a devil host

Asta achieved his long life dream and he couldn’t be more happier

Standing on the clover castle balcony with his wizard king crown on his head and his signature smile

Right beside him was his fiancé at the time Noelle Silva who was given the role of one of the many advisers

Standing on his left side Secre Swallowtail or known as Nero in simpler times,another adviser to the wizard king

Along with Finral Vaude, another advisor to the wizard king

Together with Noelle was Mimosa Vermilion known to be clovers best healing mage

The whole entire kingdom was there to watch

From the noble realm

From the common realm

From the forsaken realm

All the citizens were there to watch

Sister Lilly, Orsi, Nash, Recca, Auru and Hollo were standing on one of the castle towers. smiles all around, cheering and some tears from father Orsi.

House Vermillion, House Kira and House Silva stood proudly watching the ceremony. King Augustus was actually bothered to watch the ceremony but all the swine did was sit and squirm in his throne. Some people don’t ever change.

All the captains stood proudly with their squads and robes on

The magic knights all yelling praises and singing for joy

Drouot within the crowd crying happy tears proud to see that boy grow up and soar over the years

The diamond kingdom mages showed up too

Mars

Ladros

Ragus

Broccos

Yagos

Galleo

Mohawq

Human Fana

All showed up to show their support to Asta

The seabed temple folks also saw

Gifso

Gio

Kahono jumping up and down screaming to see Noelle on screen.

Kiato

And the rest of the citizens

The Witches Forrest were also able to watch the ceremony

The elves were invited too. Patri, Elf Fana, Vetto and Rhya watched from the top of one of the buildings filled with joy

The newly crown spade king was just arriving landing right beside Asta with his crown and not to forget Belle still sitting on his shoulder

They didn’t say anything to each other but only smiled. Yuno and Asta shared one last bump fist

The journey ends. A new era starts......

A story of a new devil

This story starts off in a library, dusty books in sight, lightly lit candles illuminating the space, a chalkboard in sight and in front of the chalkboard was a wooden table and chairs

Two boys, one standing in front of the chalkboard and the second one sitting on one of the chairs

The first boy apperance was thin and fair, he was wearing a black turtle neck hemmed to his hips, along side white pants and an over sized wool cardigan. Cherry colored triple bangs and eyes of blooming sakuras seen from a distance

The second boy had two light grey braids on the left side of his head tied up in in a ponytail with bangs on the ride side sprouting out. Heterochromia irises of blue on the right and purple on the left. Wearing long puffy sleeves faded blue shirt connected to circle pins with the house Silva emblem splatted on, having a bit of a hole appears above it on both sleeves and on both side of hips, a lilac slash tired around his waist with the knot on the right side, navy blue pants along side pockets with the same pin at the ankle and the hole above.

Please meet

Ace Silva! The youngest of the Ideale Branch

And

Reagan Silva! The second son of the main Silva branch

“When making a paper crane you need to pull the wings, but not too hard!”

“Ta-da!”

Placing the paper crane on the table Ace gleed with Joy considering it was his 1000th time making a paper crane.

Meanwhile Reagan on the other hand was still struggling doing the top fold, his cheeks were turning red out of embarrassment

“You’ll get the hang of it!” Ace remarked hands on his hips smiling ear to ear like the Cheshire Cat. Hearing someone slam the door open frightened Ace causing him to fall on the ground and duck for cover.

Three people walked inside two girls look around the same height, and one male taller than the two girls

“Yo-ho! Regan, Ace!”

Please meet the next generation of Silvas

Be mentally & physically prepared

Seriously.

There beasts.

Haskell Silva.

Nozel Silva’s first son and the heir of the royal Silva family. A hyperactive 20 year old and a 1st class senior magic knight of the Silver Eagles squad. Currently rocking ankle length blonde hair to the ankles tied up in low length ponytail with bangs out. Wearing a sleeveless tight shirt of yellows and golds showing the design of a golden eagle in the middle and golden rays of the sun symboling the eagle, white pants and calf length white boots with golden edges.

Next was Nozel’s first daughter, claimed to be one of the finest ladies in the kingdom. A cunning lady who went by the name Nereida Silva. A rookie member of the Black Bull who got into the squad by persuasion by her aunt, Noelle. She had the facial features and silver hair, a normal Silva appearance (though unlike her yellow eyes that textured her irises) tied up at the buttom and pinned up by a clip with a somewhat curly fringe the swooped up a bit. Wearing something similar to Haskell but instead of the golden edged boots it’s dipped in a silver color altogether. Her tight singlet that caressed her skin in a purple color.

The last one of the bunch

Josslyn Silva.

The eldest of the Ideale branch.

Told to be one of the most beautiful women in the kingdom, blessed with mint green eyes like her grandfather, pink luscious lips, quite noticeable and long cherry blossom hair that was normally tied up in a high ponytail along with her bangs that covered her forehead and hair spilling out at the front. Complementary to Nereida and Haskell she of course rocked the silver edged boots, white pants and a pink tight top.

“A-ah! What bring you guys here? I thought you guys were meant to do your intense trial or something else...” Ace murmuring his last couple of words, peering his pink eyes at the three

“I’ll comment and say Haskell was a walking fire hazard in today’s sparring session.” Nereida shared a smile making it look like nothing happened at all.

“Now we’re punished to read all books on magic tool history.” Josslyn cocked her head towards her younger brother.

A vein popped out of Nereida still fuming with rage knowing she got punished for something she didn’t do though appearances such appearances had no effect on her smile.!

“Oh I’m sorry Regan and I will take our leave” Ace stumbled on his words picking up the pieces of the paper he walked to the door expecting Regan following right behind him

“Rega- Aaah!” Ace let out a girly scream seeing Regans face turn purple from being suffocated from the squeeze of Haskell’s biceps

“HASKELL YOUR GOING TO KILL HIM~!” Ace mustered all the strength he could to let Reagan have atleast one breath of air pass his lips. Unfortunately it had no affect on Haskell, the guy was just too buff not like Asta buff just the unequaled type of buff.

Noticing the tears swell up in Ace’s eyes he took note of the state Reagan was in and joined the panic feast

“AAAAHHH WHAT DID I DO?!” Letting the poor six year old rest on his back, Haskell had no other option but to perform cpr on him.

Performing at least 60 chest compressions per 30 seconds, Haskell and Ace haven’t even checked for a pulse better yet done mouth to mouth.

The sound of a sharp inhale was a wave of relief crashing over Haskell and Ace.

“AAH! MY SWEET BROTHER BLOODHOOD YOURE BREATHING AGAIN~!!” Haskell shaking Reagan by the shoulders, waterfalls spilling down his cheeks. Concurrently Josslyn and Nereida stood there witnessing the turn of events not even changing their facial expressions

Squirming around the young boy Reagan sat there dumbfounded still picking up the pieces on what just turned.

Exhaling sharply, Josslyn stepped one foot forward resulting in both Ace and Reagan sitting on their assess kicked out of the room.

Somewhere outside Clover castle, busy by a chain of stalls selling fresh produce and in an alleyway a red fox growling its teeth at some crows over a crushed rotten apple. Successfully the red fox scared the crows away able to eat the apple without disturbance.

A gust of wind came along not disturbing the red fox but the newspaper blown right in front of the apple. Looking at the newspaper the front cover was in view displaying the new generation of Silva’s all standing, hands behind their backs, legs straight plus posture and not to forget their serious expressions. Wrinkling the red foxes expression somehow it didn’t happen to wrinkle on the last boy with the red hair on the left instead it only tilted it’s head. As the red fox shifted its head to the visible sign of the House Silva emblem.

Back at the Silva palace Ace and Reagan walked down the corridor going pass all the Silva’s portraits that came before them, their luxurious silver hair was never out of sight, they had forgotten they were the first generation of Silva’s that all possess their own individual hair color, the pressure was definitely on for them. At the rate their generation is going the pressure might be able to kill them knowing that both Ace and Reagan have not manifested a magic attribute yet, always the word “yet” has to taunt Ace, other children his age are already performing and practicing magic.

“Grandmother......” Reagan said in awe

Hearing those words Ace tapped back into reality seeing that both him and Reagan approached the portrait of Acier Silva looking all beautiful, Ace could only bite his lip in shame, knowing that this was the woman he was named after, he wasn’t reaching the expectations of royals, he wasn’t out there with his cousins using magic neither doing his duty as the bridge between royals and peasants making a difference.

Why wasn’t he never good enough.....?!

Ace’s hands started to shake, noticing this Reagan took Ace’s closest hand to him and started to pet it attempting to give it warmth. Taking his hand out of Reagan’s grasp, Ace held them together forward and bowed deeply altogether with a sad face for a few minutes. Standing back up he turned to see the stern expression of what Reagan was making, squeezing his fists right near his face, quivering his lip and his eyes look like they were about to pop out of his head. Ace almost felt if he we’re to poke his cheek he would explode. Lifting up his hands in surrender, not knowing what he could do next. “R-Reagan d-do you need to go p-p-potty?” Reagan took back his composure, he stopped squeezing his fists, took them to hip level and made hand gestures to Ace ordering him to get onto his height level. Somehow Ace cleary understood what Reagan was communicating and did what he got told. Now kneeling right in front of Nozel’s second son, Ace was not prepared on what was going to happen.

Reagan slapped him.

Before Ace could recover from the first slap a mountain of slaps came flooding in.

Screaming Bloody Mary for a good 5 minutes. Reagan finally finished. Sitting on beaten up Ace’s stomach, huffing and huffing before speaking out to him one last time. “Now have you learnt your lesson?”

“A lesson?! How is this a lesson! You just continuely slapped me without say?!” That’s what Ace really wanted to say. Instead he just breathed out, saluted him and replied back. “You got it captain Reagan.”

Reagan nodded his head in approval. Getting off his stomach. Reagan starred at the glass door near by echoing the songs of spring. “Hurry along Ace! It’s time we go outside.” Pointing to the glass door leading to House Silva’s garden. Ace lifted up his head (still red slap marks kissing his face) scrunching his nose in confusion.

“But why?” Ace questioned. Replying to the question, Reagan had already walked over to the glass door and tried to grab onto the door handle.

“Oh.”

He had to open to door for Reagan. Forgetting that Reagan was shorter than the average six year old male and the door handles around the palace tend to be far higher.

While Reagan was running around the garden on a quest to find as many bugs as he could. Ace spent his time laying on the grass, face down and pretending he wasn’t listening to a kid on crack. Feeling the sudden pain of an object hitting his head, Ace lifted his head off the grass to search on what could of strike him. His eyes couldn’t pick up anything unusual, maybe it was just the pain of the slaps finally coming to fry his brain. Scanning one more time Ace finally saw what it was. An acorn? Sweeping the acorn off the ground Ace held the acorn in both his hands, lifting up his upper body to take a proper look, the acorn was just another ordinary acorn but what felt odd about it that squirrels don’t even take habit around the capital, usually their spotted in places like the woods.

The curiousity caused Ace to take a closer look around the garden to see if maybe Reagan had shifted from scouting bugs to acorns instead. Wasn’t the case at all. Instead of a kid on crack Ace had spotted a baby red fox using it’s amber eyes as a somewhat attempt of brainwashing him. This wasn’t the first time Ace had crossed paths with a red fox, you can spot them sometimes, never in packs but just a single red fox always startling Ace somehow.

A few blinks was traded among the two, soon enough Ace passed on a small smile and wave. The red fox maybe had mistaken the small gesture as a way to tell the fox come fourth. One paw in front of the other Ace did wonder where did the red fox came from. Maybe it was the adult foxes baby? But shouldn’t it stay close to its mother? Finally in arms length, Ace sat up cross legged and let out an open hand for the baby fox to get a closer sniff on his scent, it all went well until Reagan decided to run pass still continuing to scream. The scream had startled the baby fox causing it to hide behind Ace. Evoking Ace to crackle a chuckle he simply laid a hand on the foxes head, while he continued to chuckle with his other hand over his mouth. This brought back a memory of the times whenever he would get scared and hold onto his mother’s leg or hide behind her dress as hypocritical it sounds. Maybe this was the feeling Nebra got whenever Ace would do this

The baby red fox came back around with pleading sounds of joy that only worked Ace over more. Starting to come closer the baby fox began to lay its head on his lap for comfort. Not wanting to wake up the baby fox Ace sat there only focusing his eyes on the sleeping fox.

Regrettably that soothing peace didn’t last long. Reagan came up to Ace holding bugs that he dug up, together with dirt in between his fingers. This time the fox ran out of sight as soon as the oath approached. Ace pulled a face of disgust stirring his head away from the sight.

“Something the matter Ace?”

“Uh. Not really actually.” Ace held the barf in his cheeks.

“You look sick...wanna go see Mimosa?” Dropping his hands. Having the tone of a concerned mother.

Ace cocked his head the other way not wanting to see the sight of his hands again.

“No thank you! Really appreciate it but I think I’ll be fine.” Just when Reagan was going to say something else the scent of gasoline hit them like an arrow.

“Is that the smell of gaso-“ Ace didn’t even finished his scentence. The damage had already been done. The three tater tots had successfully blown up one of their families libraries and some areas outside the library. They can already imagine the headache in front of them.

“Oh come on you old meanie! Is hitting us THAT necessary?!!” Haskell yelped just after gotten a smack a head from one of Nozel’s Mercury stick thingos.

Haskell, Josslyn, Nereida plus Ace and Reagan was currently getting interrogated none other then the head of the family. Nozel Silva, for damaging their “beloved” library.

“Indubitably it is. I could punish you 5 far worse but by all means I’ll keep you alive for now.”

“Oooo you’re so intimidating Mr frostbite~ What are you going to do to that library? DIG IT A GRAVE?” Haskell was getting sharp with his words, he wasn’t the compulsive type though if you were to trigger that all you could do was pray and hope for the best.

That triggered Nozel. The air became thin and the room began to shake in an attempt to scare these children.

Unsuccessfully his plan didn’t work out at all. These children weren’t fazed in the slightest bit. Haskell stood there crossing his arms and tapping his foot, Nereida only stood there with no facial expression expressed and Josslyn could only stare at the ugly paperweight on Nozel’s desk. Meanwhile in Ace and Reagan case they couldn’t even detect mana at all, not to forget this rapid cold feeling wasn’t the first time they had felt it.

As soon as the room felt more lighter Haskell had a bucket of insults ready to missile at his father, however Nozel was able to summon a piece of mercury taped to his mouth to keep him shut.

“At this age of your lives. You three should know how to maintain your magic and keep it away from harms way.” Walking past all Silva’s like they were at military camp.

Nereida lifted up her hand to say something.

“I competely agree with you father, but if you will I need to comment that it was all Josslyn’s and Haskell’s fault. You see Haskell kept on mocking Josslyn and you get the idea that Josslyn is quite short tempted. To flourish her anger she activated one of steamed based spells to fill the area of gasoline so on and so forth.” Ace sometimes wondered how Nereida can stay efficient.

Josslyn rolled her eyes. Haskell was trying to shout profanities with the mercury still taped to his mouth. “Thank you Nereida. I do appreciate your truth. Momentarily I assure its all time you five gets some shut eye for tomorrow’s event.”

All of them except for Haskell saluted and 4 of them made their path outdoors in the meantime Reagan rushed to his fathers side. Ace whispered to Nereida covering his mouth “wait. I still don’t understand why Reagan and I were dragged into this.”

“Better not to question it.” Nereida replied keeping her hands behind her back. Ace slopped forward looking forward to the comfort of his pillow.

The baby red fox ran through weeds in the moonlight. Stopping at a rock placing both paws onto the rock. Then the impossible happened. A illuminating red glitter had taken shape over the fox. The red fox shifted into a baby red fox to an adult red fox. Gawking at the offical royal magic grimoire tower in front of it.

Tick-Tock

Tick-Tock

Tick-Tock

CLING

It was already mightnight. The grandfather clock had sure done its job waking up Ace. Reaching out towards his bed side table for his glass of water but this time as he picked up the glass and lifted it towards his lips no water dropped down.

“Dammit.” He had ran out of water. He had two options. Go downstairs to refill the glass or two swallow his own saliva. He went for the first option. Getting out of his comfortable position, Ace walked down stairs wearing a white shirt and grey sweatpants. Walking down silently, wary not to wake up his parents or sister. Refilling the glass cup he had caught something phenomenal.

The semita blue butterfly. A rare butterfly that glows, which can only be founded during darking hours. He wasn’t letting this chance slip through his fingers. Taking a big sip of the water he started to walk towards the butterfly. Unlike other butterflies that would fly away if they spot danger, many have stated that the semita blue butterfly dosen’t fear danger.

Following the butterfly through the double doors outside the sleeping quarters of the Ideale branch. Pass the portrait of his grandmother. Flying through the main kitchen. Cursory every corner. Making it to the outdoors where Ace never stopped chasing the butterfly. Even when approaching the royal grimoire tower he didn’t take his eyes off it. The butterfly was his goal.

But a slight problem occurred. Reaching the insides of the royal grimoire tower the butterfly started to fly up out of Ace’s reach. To describe the interior of the grimoire tower it was not like any other grimoire tower scattered all over the kingdom. There was windows near the top displaying crystal shaped windows, circling that part. Most fascinating there was floating book shelves carrying books.

Ace had no facnation checking the place out. All he wanted was to get one touch from the semita blue butterfly.

Reaching out his right hand trying to grasp the blue butterfly, his eyes went wider and wider.

He lost contact for a minute then somehow a miracle transpired.

A blue arrow shot out of his palm.

And not like an arrow you find in a bow and arrow. The symbol arrow.

The blue arrow came streaming out of his palm, the length continued to grow as it went up. The blue arrow punched one of the floating book shelves resulting in some books losing balance and to fall off the shelve, flying towards the ground. One of them happened to come flying down to Ace. Covering his head with his hands pleading that the book will somehow move. Taking one more good look at the book as it’s about to hit him. The book stopped. Floating in the air. Wait did he saw a thumb by the spine?!

Taking the book out of his sight Ace flexed his head towards the book direction uncovering a man twice his height, pale skin, black split hair on an angle and pericing red eyes.

“Nice to finally meet you. Ace”



[bssaz97]

Jaune unlocked his Grimm powers as a dependent of Salem. But he can't control them now he's cursed to take the form of a beowolf every night. His Grimm form seeking out those desires that he burrys deep within. Jaune's deepest darkest desire is... GETTING AFFECTION FROM RUBY! Truly monterous sometimes he even wants to cuddle! How will Ruby cope?

It’s nighttime and Ruby enters a dark room of ALPN’s dorm. She surveyed the room and sees a hunched over figure in the shadows.

Ruby: Jaune it’s time to go to bed! Hm? Jaune? Jaune!

???: Grrr... *the figure turns to face her with Red Glowing Eyes (•-•)*

Ruby: O_O ....Jaune?

*floorboards creaking*

Ruby: Jaune? What’s wrong? Why are you looking at me like that.

The bright red eyes grows closer and larger on all fours with ever step. Ruby attempts to leave but the figure has a much quicker reaction time and lunges at her.

Ruby: AAAAHHH! JAUNE NO-!

Yang: Ruby are you ok I heard screaming and- ‘Gasp!’

The sight before her was truly a horrific thing to say the least. On top of her sister was a Beowulf like Grimm with and oversized Pumpkin Pete hoodie on its person. What was the this monster of darkness doing, why it was... cuddling her baby sister!

Ruby: Jaune, get up! You have to go to sleep now otherwise you won’t be able to get any rest tonight!

Grimm Jaune: *whine* ç_ç

Ruby: .....Ok maybe five minutes of cuddles but that it!

Grimm Jaune: ‘Ruff!’ *nuzzles under her chin*

Ruby: .... ^u^

*Click!*

Ruby: O_O *turns head to see Yang there with a scroll in hand*

Yang: pff! Enjoy your ‘cuddle time’ with your boyfriend sis~ *pockets her scroll then leaves*

Ruby: Yang I will get you back for this! *whispers*

@noneatnonedotcom took me awhile but hope you and everyone else enjoys! Thanks for the ask btw 😊

[amaikana]

Regarding Norman’s Childhood and Why He Turned Out This Way (not  really an analysis, this is actually quite personal)

I think I’ve talked about this a bit....some time ago. Well, all in all this is just honestly my rambling of how I’m loving Norman’s characterization and how I really relate to him.

So, in the recent chapters, it’s been revealed how Norman’s true feeling all through his journey from finding out about the demons, to his days in Lamda, to him being a some kind of revolutionary leader now. What I really want to highlight is ch. 153, with its very relatable title (to me personally): “Coward.”

We have all been shown what Norman’s true motivation to his demon extermination is. The truth is, he is afraid. He’s always been afraid. For his siblings from Grace Field, for his friends from Lambda, for all the people he has encountered through along his journey.

But the thing is, Norman actually knows that everyone’s afraid too. So why he didn’t talk to anyone? Why he’s not more open like Emma? Why didn’t admit his fear to anyone, even to fellow Lamda survivors who are just as devastated as him like Barbara, Cislo, or even Hayato? Why does he take it upon him to be this God-like persona instead?

That’s the thing I really want to ramble about. The part of him that I think I relate the most: Since the very beginning, people are used to depend on him.

Now I want to talk a bit about myself first here. So, I’m a first child of three in the family. Both of my siblings and I have quite large age gap (5 yrs). Even since I was like, 8, my parents had often asked me various favors from cooking meals to babysit my younger siblings. They eventually got used to see me as this dependable child, that slowly they unconsciously making me their “confidant.” Whenever they’re having problems; whether it’s fighting with each other, fighting with the neighbors, from work problems to our family financial problems, they just often talked about it with me. Idk how I did it, but somehow I just often knew what to say or what advice to give (kinda feel surreal now that my parents trusted a 10 yrs old to give advice about their financial problems lmao). My siblings, seeing this, eventually ‘copying’ my parents and started to come to me about their problems too. From friendship problems to school problems to even career choice problems, they always come to me.

Now, the thing is, because everyone just often depended on me and trusted me with their problems, I unconsciously started becoming kind of self-righteous, started thinking that I’m always the one capable of making the right choices, and slowly became overly anxious over everything. I honestly thought my parents would go piling up debts, my sisters would make the worst career choices, my dad would be having depression from his workplace stress, or my mom & dad would be filling out divorce papers the next day, and just generally my family would be falling apart if I wasn’t being there for them 24/7 and not helping them to make literary every decisions (pls note that I’m using past tense so I’m good and am not a walking nightmare again now, thank God)

So, back again to Norman. This kid is smart. He’s the smartest. He knows it himself. Everyone know it. Heck, even the creepy demon Queen knows it. It’s just a common knowledge that Norman is the smartest of them all, that everyone unconsciously believe that this sweet, sweet kid is capable of doing God-like miracles. So, of course, having his dear friends and comrades depending to him and expecting him doing miracles like that, he doesn’t want to disappoint them and thus began the revolutionary. But, it isn’t actually that simple, right? Yeah. No.

The thing is, repeating myself again, everyone just know that he’s the smartest. He’s the kind and dependable brother for everyone ever since his days in Grace Field. It wasn’t just about making the escape plan. Even for the everyday problems such as fixing a broken clock, they used to come to him first (cue to ep. 2 anime). It became just like an unspoken agreement of everyone that Norman knows best. Even the optimist and stubborn Emma used to consult to Norman first about her plans, used believe that Norman’s opinions really are the ‘right’ one. But Norman knows it. Norman realizes it. And this is the bitter twist (imo): Norman is so used to being the ‘right’ one, that he becomes so anxious of other people would make the wrong choices and thus reluctant to rely on anyone.

Honestly, idk if Emma and Ray even realize the core of it all. But well, that’s not important now, right? What matter the most now is that they both have realized that their dear friend was hiding his pains this whole time. Aaaahhh, I’m really loving chapter 154. The way Emma and Ray made Norman finally admit his fears and the truth about his conditions that he’s been hiding for so long was both heartbreaking and heartwarming <3 I really hope Norman will continue to live with the two of them until the end TT (pls pls Shirai-sensei!!)

[sherryaptx4869]

Something good to celebrate

A short drabble for Shimura Tae's birthday.

“Today is her birthday. I don’t know if she will like what I got for her. It’s not like I even spent money to worry if she will like it or not.” He ruffled his already perm hair. “Aaah, whatever. It’s just that I don’t have someone to give this to and it’s such a shame if this will be put to waste. Besides, it will definitely be useful for her.”

“I wasn’t thinking about her at all when I got this.” He continued to defend himself from an imaginary onslaught of accusing stares and questioning faces from their friends. He placed the item inside his yukata and walked briskly. He needs to hurry if he doesn’t want his friends to drop dead from eating Tae’s dark matter.

As he was hauling boxes after boxes of stuff from the client who is moving away, his client gave the item to Gintoki. He was the only one to attend to their client’s request that day. He deployed Kagura and Shinpachi to another client’s request so they can keep their income rolling and their business afloat.

Now, he is running late for Tae’s small dinner party. Prior, he had to fight tooth and nail with an amanto for the last strawberry-flavored cake. The smug bastard just wanted to hoard every cake in the sweetshop and he can’t get it through his thick skull that Gin-san needed the cake for a birthday party. And so he just let his fit do the talking. He found it effective to silence the damned amanto who is raising hell at the sweetshop chasing away all the customers.

When he arrived at the Kodokan-dojo, everyone is having a good time. He is relieved to see their frienemies alive and well. At the table where dinner is served, he saw no sign of the dark matter making its feared appearance. Upon closer inspection, he saw several bowls of the dark matter near a trash bin labelled biohazard. For once, he’s glad he came in late. He bets it’s Kyubei and the others who ordered edible food for this dinner party in place of the terrible dark matter.

Tae is quick to welcome him. “Gin-san, come on in. Eat dinner, I know you’re famished.” She said as she led him to sit beside her.

“Happy birthday to you Otae. Here is a cake for you.”

“That’s so thoughtful of you Gin-san” Tae said as she took the cake from him.

“And why would the flavour be strawberry Gin-san? I wonder if it’s really for Aneue or for you.” Shinpachi said as he shot Gintoki an apprehensive look.

“Better that than eating your sister’s deadly cooking.”

“And what do you mean by that you stupid man?” Tae asked as a vein popped on her temple.

“I was saying your cooking could slay an army, you uncute woman!”

“Aaaahhh, are you seriously fighting now or low-key flirting? In front of me? How dare you Gin-san!” Shinpachi shrieked but no one paid him attention.

As the night deepens and the laughter becomes more raucous, the item is burning a hole inside Gin-san’s clothes. He needs to give it to her now.

He found a chance when she went into the kitchen to get some more food. He followed her.

“Er… Otae, here is something I want you to have. I’m sorry if this is a hand-me down item, I wasn’t able to buy you anything expensive. But I did not get that from the dumpster I promise,” he even held up his hand.

“I think this will greatly improve your cooking skills. I really appreciate your thoughtfulness bringing over bento boxes for the Yorozuya and for when we go have outdoor activities.” He handed her a notebook containing the family recipe of several cuisines.

“That’s from the previous tenant of the building. I looked the contents over and I know for a fact that you can outdo those listed there. Our family will surely enjoy those foods if they were more edible and palatable.”

Tae smiled. It’s about time she learned a different cuisine to feed her family. He did say their family right? Her heart is full.

BONUS:

“Happy birthday Otae.” Gin-san said as he leaned over and planned to place a kiss on Tae’s cheek.

That same moment,

“Aneue, what’s taking you so long? We need more food ---“

Tae turned her face to see who was calling her at the same time Gintoki leaned over. His lips landed perfectly on her mouth giving Shinpachi a memory he won’t be forgetting for such a long time.

“GIN-SANNN!!! How dare you make a move on my sister in my own house?!!!”

Another tirade of Shinpachi’s rants fired through the house.

[abundantchewtoys]

Hiveswap: Dammek’s basement + SERPENT password entry game

Odds are pretty good that we are now in the basement of Dammek's hive, in opposition to leaving the attic of Joey's house.

I wonder if his communication device is purely speech based? It would be kind of an upgrade for her, if it's an actual smartphone, with video chat capabilities!

And yes, presumably it isn't text based, since it would mean Joey has a learning curve due to Alternia's alphabet.

We're in for her introduction to Xefros, in any case. And potentially with Dammek's lusus as well, who I presume is bonking on the door there. I wonder if Joey can sate the beast / calm it down quite quickly, due to her Junior Vet knowledge and also the pet treats?

---

Ooooooh! The start screen of the game has changed, now that we're reached Alternia! That's a pretty sweet function!

Cool, this is the art which we saw concept art for already.

Look at that city in the background, skyscrapers like Sollux' hiveblock. And don't think I didn't notice that hidden trident the lights make some of the time. ... Man, I swear, if instead of Hidden Mickeys I have to be on the lookout for Hidden Tridents...

So these can be taken as just general propaganda by )(IC, but it could also be said to be done under the influence of the current Heiress Apparent, Trizza (whose name Blaperile reminded me of just now).

This gonna be good.

---

PORTAL > GO... HOME? : Yyyyeah no, that wasn't gonna work. I guess I'm pleasantly surprised it didn't quite sting, though.

Seems like the timer above the portal gives different prompts.

FLASHLIGHT > I wonder if there are even light switches in troll hives. They're (sun)light-sensitive, we know, so maybe not? Guess it's a good thing she spared the batteries then, heheh. Heh. ...

TIMER > Yup, as I thought. Joey has eleven days and change to get home. Just watch how that timer conveniently fails to count all the way down until the most plot-critical moment. :P I wonder what'd happen though. It could be it's simply like the lotus flower, that after the count has passed, the shield goes down. But what'd happen after swapping back? Is the cherub key gonna be spit back out? Quite an irrelevant question, since I presume the portal is getting smashed, it's just a matter now of finding out where all these teens ended up, after.

ROBOT > Something... intense went down according to Joey. So it isn't just a battlebot, then? Did Trizza send these after him (and Xefros), because he's part of the Grubbles/Grubbels?

FORKLIFT > (At least it isn't a TRIDENTLIFT) So there's a giant crate in here as well, just as in the attic. Did Doc Scratch arrange for Dammek to receive it, I wonder? I wonder what his influence on the story of this game is, and if it's going to be relegated to vague references being made to the "man in the moon"?

I do like Joey called it futuristic, meaning she definitely knows something's off with her surroundings.

Hey, Blaperile just noticed there are pawprints in brown blood on the floor! ... Seems like the lusus got hurt helping to fend off the robot.

Aaaahhh, we found the giant crate in the bottom right corner. Though what was all that slime to do with the packaging? Was it packed inside a grub? ... This IS Alternia after all.

Oooh, the DIAGRAM is an inventory item, I thought it'd be something to look at like the invoice on Earth. DIAGRAM + BATTERIES > ... Yeah, she would have a hard time reading this, if it has the Alternian alphabet on it.

PET TREATS + DIAGRAM > ... Wow, Jude really went off on a spiel there. So she was fully aware of being transported through space. (She just doesn't know she's in another universe, too.) The kids on her school are mean. And she's unsure of how to be a good big sister to Jude. :(

DIAGRAM + TIMER > So... Was the timer counting down as well before the portal got activated?

HIDDEN BEAST + PET TREATS > Yep, once the lusus is out, we'll definitely need these.

DIAGRAM + CONTROL PANEL > Joey... got a "serpent" vibe from the panel? Uh, excuse me? Troll tech works on grub. So... What, is it made by cerulean blood with a snake lusus?

Okay, after checking out the RAY GUN, the only thing left is to pick up the smartphone. I assume it isn't on video mode, it would be too soon yet to reveal Xefros as an alien to Joey, probably.

Blaperile has a good point, perhaps both of them will get the chance this way to bond before realizing the other is an alien, hah!

TABLET > ...

Wow.

Okay.

So... Xefros calls Dammek "Tetrarch", is that, like, his rank in the rebellion? I don't think we're venturing off into a world where trolls DON'T have names made up of 2x6 letters. Joey was somehow able to read Alternian alphabet just fine, which might be the effect of the portal. Quite convenient, anyway.

Hah, and it seems Xefros and Dammek were so paranoid, they made up all these codes and such to anonimize themselves, and as a result Joey can just be assumed by Xefros to be him for a while longer.

Xefros activated the portal at what he thought was the request of Dammek, it'll just have to be seen what the truth of the matter is.

And I hadn't noticed yet, but Joey pointed out that the portal on this end is more "space-agey", huh, so they're not exact duplicates, or the same portal on different points of its timeline!

It seems Xefros saw an explosion in Dammek's hive, but he doesn't seem to know about the robot.

So the tablet wasn't equipped to our toolbar, and we're kind of at a loss now. I tried the help function and, oh shit, is that Doc Scratch talking back at us??? Welp, useless assist is useless.

We'll try to reload the game and actually "pick up" the tablet, maybe that'll work.

Wow, okay, that worked. Previously we had tried to use an item on the tablet and that activated the chat but didn't equip the tablet...

TABLET > ... Wow, okay, so the diagram looks familiar to Joey somehow, but she doesn't know how. And Xefros informs her the "snake machine" is the way to power the grid of the hive. But Xefros is, like, really confused and thinks he's messing up their "arrangement" of espionage and code. Poor, confused, innocent Xefros.

CONTROL PANEL > Okay, so there's some kind of password entry program starting up - FIRST OCCURENCE OF THE NEW ALPHABET! ... Yeah, so, we MIGHT have to print an index in the future.

Pfff, the "entry" is done via a SNAKE game, hahah. Old school.

Okay, so we printed out the alphabet and checked what the name is of the game. ... SERPENT, pffff, yeah, that was kind of to be expected. And so now we play the game, collect the letters. Is... is Dammek's "password" serpent as well, it is, isn't it? Okay, something else appeared to, I presume "CONFIRMED" or "ACCEPTED" or "PASSWORD". And the power went on!

The next room is unlocked... As... Is... Dammek's lusus. Wow, so majestic. I thought it was more akin to an antlered bear, but it can be ridden! Cool.

And... Yeah...

It was kind of a given. Joey freaks the flip out and absconds into what appears to be Dammek's living room or study! That's something to explore tomorrow.

[nichester]

This Week’s Watchlist!

A roundup of my thoughts on media I’ve consumed

This week I thought I’d try something new--I’ll be adding a song to each drama review that I think fits the mood and how its making me feel! You know, because this is a music blog and all.

This post is long af so read about I’ll Come to You When the Weather is Nice, My Love From the Star, and Angel’s Last Mission under the cut!

I’ll Come to You When the Weather is Nice (episode 3-4): I am FAR from caught up, but I thought I’d drop in to say that I love how SHE is living in an emotional, slow-moving, stately drama about childhood trauma and frustrated adult dreams and HE is the adorkable clumsy heroine of a messy romcom. Here’s to him pulling her into his own show and giving her a break from all of the coldness and angst!

Song Choice:  Build Me Up From Bones -- Sarah Jarosz

My Love From Another Star (episode 1-6): My sister has selected this six-year-old drama out of the (ever-increasing) list of shows I’m trying to convince her to try! She’s riveted, and I’m having a great time reliving everything that made this show such a mega-hit in the first place. Our cranky petty alien is a big part of it, but let’s be real, Cheon Song Yi is the heart and soul of this show and my sister LOVES her. She is of the opinion that Song Yi is perfection who deserves to get everything she wants, and I can’t say I disagree! Watching the unjust collapse of her career these past few episodes has been sheer torture, and my sister is desperate to see her vindicated.

Next, I want to say a few words in defense of love triangles. I know they’re not popular here on tumblr dot com, and I know I’ve moaned and groaned my way through my fair share of them! What I think a lot of writers don’t understand is that what makes a love triangle effective is not getting the character and the viewers split evenly between the two characters. Honestly, most of the time it’s impossible to really get viewers conflicted over the outcome of a love triangle, and if you do then you risk disappointing a significant portion of viewers no matter who the lead ends up with! What’s important, however, is that the love triangle serves a purpose in the story, not to create artificial drama, but to pose a question to the lead that is connected to the themes the show is exploring. This second lead, while dumb as a box of rocks, comes across as a sweet man who just can’t take a hint. Up until episode six, his presence is inoffensive but doesn’t add much to the show. But his proposal scene, and the choice it presented to Song Yi, suddenly made his whole character worthwhile.

Throughout the show, one of Song Yi’s most admirable and pitiable qualities is the way that she keeps reaching out to people despite constant rejection. Whether it’s her fans through social media, a rival starlet who she doesn’t want to see throw herself away on a man who doesn’t love her, her younger brother, or the grumpy professor next door, she has what is either a naive or narcissistic belief that people will respond to her with kindness and affection. As we see the depth of her loneliness, this hopeful conviction begins to seem very brave. Now, at her lowest point, a friend offers to take care of her and her family for the rest of their lives, asking her to just pretend this is love. And Song Yi, to even her own surprise, refuses. Somewhere in her she still has faith that she can find real love out there, despite all evidence to the contrary. AND THEN WE ALL SCREAM ITS HIM ITS THE ALIEN NEXT DOOR ITS GONNA BE HIM AAAAHHH

I just think that this is a very good character moment, and it’s evidence of how well this writer manages to integrate the comic and serious elements of each character. Cheon Song Yi dialogue, in particular, is constantly transitioning from a ridiculous, over-the-top, diva response, to a poignant and understated revelation. It it wins viewers sympathies and makes these larger-than-life characters feel real and understandable.

Song Choice:  Lights Up -- Harry Styles

Angel’s Last Mission: Love (episode 4-9): This show is feeding me the swoony romance I was craving! There’s a lot of things to say about this show, from the stellar acting from our lead, to the beautiful cinematography, but I want to highlight a few things. First, the skill with which this writer manages to end episodes. I don’t think I’ve watched a single episode where the final scene didn’t have me feeling some kinda way, from the heart-flutteringly romantic (the tipsy dancing scene!) to the deliciously painful (dan crying watching her dance!). It’s really skillfully done.

Continuing my defense of love triangles, this is another excellent example of a love triangle that does something. In this case it brings out emotions in Dan that he might not otherwise have understood, forces him to deal with them. Most importantly, from a storytelling standpoint, the love triangle creates a choice for Dan between what he believes is right and what he feels, while leaving open the possibility of a third option, where loving Yeon Seo and having that love returned is what is right. Also, let’s be honest. A supernatural being trying to help a human find love and live a happy life while simultaneously breaking his own heart? This Is Delicious.

Song Choice: Melancholy Astronautic Man -- Allie Moss

[strawbebyjam]

watch me get all of these wrong bc im v bad at guessing ;; but for the ask game i think::: you’re 18!! its written in your bio does this count as guessing //she/her // pisces?? maybe a cap or cancer im not too sure about this one hmm // taken! // i can see u with v pretty dark brown eyes hjhjd // doodling or sketching!! also maybe taking care of some smaller plants,, also light cooking or baking?? // introverted?? :0 // spring or winter!! sorry if i did horribly aaaahhh

wowow i am in fact 18. wonderful guess to start us off bud. she/her is right but i am ... shockingly enough ... a scorpio! but hey pisces are also a water sign!! i’m a halloween baby so i’m scorp sun, aries moon, scorp rising :D. n i’m single ! bc i’m lazy 🤭 also wowow u hit the mark w the eye thing! dark brown and ... dare i agree .. kind of pretty? my eyes are my favourite feature so :DD i wanna say ur right on that one? i’m not the greatest at art but doodling can be pretty fun. i started doodling little potted plants in like. seventh grade and have yet to stop. i wish i was good at taking care of real plants!!! i have a ponytail palm who ive taken to calling russet but his watering cycle is rather sporadic. i think if i had some more space i’d have quite a few lil friends, but i share a room with my little sister, so i don’t yet (,: i love baking cookies!!!! and i’m getting into cooking slowly, but i’m a little slow fhdh. i’m pretty (read: super) introverted, just cause i get really nervous around new people and i am ... there’s like. a group of six people who i don’t get tired hanging out with. but yea fairly introverted!! i’ve loved fall for a long time just bc i was born in the season but i realized this year that i ... love almost every season for little things lol!!! winter and snow have been recent favourites, but i also love spring rain, and just the brightness of summer is great with all the trees and all, and autumn is so so so pretty and you can get so cozy, and what i mean is you’re right!! u did pretty great i’m :0 r u my fbi agent ...... sorry for answering so like. lengthily but thank u for trying this one out!!!!! :]]

[666whatsyourvanishing]

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1zOt5sJoUry4RDiEfNL7_S71fKpxtq7rK9kvAK1Hn398/edit

SO THERES MORE

ANATHEMA DREW BO WITH HER SISTER AND HONESTLY HAVE YOU SEEN A BETTER COLLAB, I THINKNNOT!

ITS GREAT! I LOVE HOW ITS BO NO MATTER WHAT, LOOK AT THAT SHIT EATING GRIN! AND THE WINGSSSSS I LOVE THEM SO MUCH AAAAHHH

SHE ALSO WROTE A SMALL FANFIC OF BO AND IM CRYING CAUSE I CANT WITH ALL OF THIS

IT WAS SO GOOD AND ANATHEMA WRITES SUPER WELL, I HONESTLY ADMIRE HER AND WANT TO WRITE LIKE HER ONE DAY DSHAFJKHAASDFBHJ

i dont think anathema has a tumblr??? im not sure but check out her wip on the forum called Golden Rose!! and tell me if HADRIAN ISNT A BABE

AND THAT HER WRITING ISNT SO FUCKING GREAT LIKE DSFHKJAKSDSJAJ

[asphaltvalkyrie]

I start my new job at the big clinic tomorrow. My transfer there has been put off so many times (it was originally supposed to happen in February) that I sort of stopped thinking about it.

...Until I spent this entire weekend enduring a feeling of anxious, skin-chewing malaise while mostly just farming shit on FFXIV and getting mad at myself for doing so because shouldn’t I be relaxing and enjoying myself instead of doing mindless repetitive shit that leaves my mind free to eat itself from the inside out? I’m ashamed I didn’t use the time to write or garden or something that actually feels productive.

Also my schedule used to be 9:30AM - 6:00PM and it’s now going to be 7:00AM - 3:30PM which is fucking brutal and is gonna take forever because my overactive night goblin mind gets all wild eyed and bushy-tailed right around midnight and has to scrabble around the inside of my skull like a goddamn housecat on a hardwood floor. I don’t even get tired before 11PM and I’m one of those giant wussbabies who can’t function on less than 8 hours of sleep.

Also they have me on the monthly schedule as training a new person two weeks after I start, which I hope is an error because I only got !1one1one1! day of training and it happened 4 months ago. Sure its a sister hospital to the one I work at now, but it sees probably 5 times as many clients and has an entirely different layout and policies.

Sometimes I wonder if this transfer is just an attempt to break me and aaaahhh at least my husband ordered Thai food.

[lordrethandus]

The Flame That Guides Us Home Pt 2

J’azel walked to the staging area with the rest of her squad, to the tune of the staggered clicking of their iron-capped hooves against the metallic floor, the soft clanking of their thighs in their dawnsteel carapace armor, and the leathery twisting and rubbing of their pilot suits underneath. The steady hum of the Gladicaar and the vibration beneath J’azel’s hooves helped maintain her composure, but she was anything but tranquil; for at long last she had the chance to face her sister for all the atrocities she committed, and either redeem her in the presence of the Light, or bring her to justice.

“Alright, fall in!” Squadron Leader Isret turned to face her team while they stopped shoulder to shoulder with another and snapped to attention. “This mission - like all missions - will be pivotal to the final destruction of the Burning Legion. You know the stakes. You know the risks. Many of us may not survive to see the cosmos freed from Sargeras’ blight… if anyone has doubts, or things they want to take care of before this mission starts, you are free to leave. No one will judge you.”

Nobody moved an inch. The Sky Sirens weren’t just an elite warframe squadron that’s laid waste to countless demons over thousands of years, they were family. Each one had their own reasons for joining in this suicide mission, but it hardly mattered; their endgame was the complete and irreversible destruction of the Burning Legion.

“Good.” Isret relaxed her shoulders before reaching up and tapping her helmet. “We’ll be limited to short range communications for this. We can’t risk the Krakenax discovering the Gladicaar’s location.” Despite Vice Admiral T’aarth and his eagerness to gain some glory at the end of this agonizingly long and brutal war, he was no fool; the Gladicaar lacked the speed, endurance, and firepower to stand toe-to-toe with a flagship as notoriously well-armed as the Krakenax. “Which of course means we’ll be dropping in from high orbit. Keep in mind our warframes aren’t designed to go that fast, so maneuverability will be… severely compromised. If we pull this off, the Krakenax will be disabled before they even know we hit them. If everyone is ready, report to your warframes and await further orders.” Isret’s hand snapped up for a crisp and clean salute. Her squadron mimicked the gesture all in unison. “Move out!”

J'azel felt as light as a feather when she climbed into her warframe. A soft laser flashed across her face the instant she sat down and strapped herself in. “User recognized.” the warframe greeted her in its dull monotone voice. “Welcome back, Curvy Queen.” A quick glance to the upper right side of her Heads Up Display put any fears she had of her username being discovered by her sisters in arms to rest; the intercom was thankfully not on, allowing her to keep a thousand year old secret for a little longer. Seven tons of sanctified ambrosium came to life with a faint shudder and a deep whirring rumble. The warframe rose from its kneeling position and readjusted its balance with three heavy steps, before J’azel gently tilted the controls forward to get it moving.

Ten warframes lumbered into the docking bay. It was pitch black save for the faint light coming from the machines, with just enough illumination to stop J’azel from tripping over some of the salvaged wreckage littering the cold metal floor. A small blue light flickered just beside her controls, and the intercom turned on with a crackling yelp. “The Illidari are engaging the Legion’s ground forces.” Isret announced. “The moment the Krakenax moves in to investigate, our mission begins.” she paused before adding, “We’ll only have one chance to do this right. Let’s be ready when it happens.”

J’azel reached up and plucked the picture of her family off its string. It was hand-drawn straight from memory more than twenty millenia ago, but it’s been so long that she didn’t even recognize any of them. Staring at this picture countless times before had always brought back painfully sad memories, but now it was only anger. “J’azel.” The intercom cracked on again, snapping her out of her day dream. It was the Vice Admiral, speaking to her directly via a secured channel. “I know what this means for you… facing Miraan the Benevolent she calls herself…” She could hear the concern in his voice, but she patiently waited for him to finish. He was always looking out for her safety, even back when she was merely a glorified weapon polisher when she was too young and weak to fight, and when he was simply a Squadron Leader like Isret. “Just… make sure the lives lost during this final push are well spent, not wasted. And... please don't do anything reckless out there.”

“I'll be careful.” J'azel carefully folded the picture and slipped it into a compartment between her hooves for safekeeping. She couldn't help but smile at the worry in the Vice Admiral's words, and she wondered if the others in her squadron ever received personal calls from him as well.

The bay doors were opened manually from the inside to reveal the roof of the planet's atmosphere. The oxygen feed connected to her mask kicked in once the air rushed out into the vacuum of space, taking the wreckage and the warframe's out with it. The Gladicaar was almost invisible operating at minimal power, save for the sunlight reflecting off its smooth glossy hull; hopefully the Krakenax would never discover them up here, or this mission would end before it even started.

There they floated like so much trash perpetually stuck in the orbit of Argus. They all gazed out at their ravaged homeworld, some in disgust, some in anger, all in shock. “I will never get used to this.” one of her comrades muttered through the intercom. “Look at that damage… look what they've done to our home!”

“Stay focused. I'm detecting a surge in fel magic.” Isret warned them, before everyone's long range sensors picked up the fluctuation. Far below along the surface the silhouette of the Krakenax appeared before the ship herself materialized, with the ground beneath her lighting up in blinding flashes of green. “Engage! Engage! Maximum thrust!”

The Sky Sirens plunged into the atmosphere clutching chunks of twisted metal and warped trash, using the wreckage to both disguise their descent as a meteor breaking up upon entry, and to shield their warframes from the searing heat; an unorthodox technique to be sure, but one that has worked flawlessly in the past. Once the halo of fire sputtered out around the chunk of debris Isret used to shield herself, she worked it away from her sisters in arms and abandoned it in free fall; one by one they followed her lead until they were out of hiding. Even from this distance the ground beneath the Krakenax and its relentless bombardment continued to glow a sickly green, the sheer amount of raw felfire turning the very surface of Argus into molten glass. The fumes from the destruction turned into a billowing pillar of black smoke, and before long the flagship disappeared in the cloud. Yet the ground beneath the Krakenax was still burning, casting its ominous silhouette skyward like a monster lurking just under the tide.

“What are they up to…?” Isret barely got the sentence out before a blinding flash of green light illuminated the darkened sky beneath them. Warnings flashed across their screens and the alarms screamed out from the buildup within the Krakenax. “Impossible!” Isret gasped. “Break formation! Take evas-AAAAHHH!”

The other Sky Sirens flinched at the concentrated beam of pure felfire that erupted from the flagship. Squadron Leader Isret’s warframe held out against the blast just long enough for them to catch her screaming in agony at the top of her lungs; then, as if the machine had given up, it succumbed to the flagship’s deadly firepower. They had no time to react to the loss of their leader before their warframes warned them of the next impending shot. The Krakenax fired again, cooking a pilot alive in her warframe before it crumbled like an ant under a magnifying glass.

“We can't defend ourselves like this!” A Sky Siren shouted what everyone else was thinking. “They know our plan! Staying this course is suicide!”

The foreboding warnings appeared again. “We're going too fast to abort! We need to see this through or all of these lives l-” The beam ripped through her warframe almost instantly; she likely didn't even know she was gone.

“Skraakt this!” One of her sisters in arms pulled away from the others to return to the Gladicaar, but the flagship fired again, this time without warning. In a flash she was gone, with only the melted legs of her mech falling back toward the planet.

Never before have they faced a Burning Legion flagship with weapons of this magnitude and precision, its calculated shots made it clear the Krakenax knew of their plan, but they didn't have the time to wonder how. The Krakenax ascended into the air away from the planet, and with the main cannons warmed and primed, the ship took aim and began firing at will. Two warframes too close to each other were annihilated at once, showering the remaining four pilots with smoldering debris and scalding crimson steam.

The shock of losing Isret and so many others so quickly made them easy targets, and the sudden lack of leadership and direction made them predictable. One pilot was thrown into a frenzied rage from trying to conquer her overwhelming fear. She overclocked her warframe in a bloodthirsty charge to avenge her sisters in arms, but her mech wasn't capable of handling that amount of power; before long her warframe gave out and shut down, causing her to fall spinning and helpless, until the Krakenax’s cannons erased all traces of her existence.

They were broken. Their resolve shattered. The three pilots left spoke not a word into the intercom to spare the others of their desperate pleas for mercy. J'azel was covered in cold sweat, her knuckles pale and trembling from gripping her controls too hard. Being surrounded by death wasn't new to any of them, but losing so many gifted pilots so quickly annihilated what little confidence she had left. The Krakenax fired again, and one of the last pilots joined her ancestors in the Light.

“I'm coming home!” a trembling voice shouted over the intercom. J'azel looked over to see her last remaining sister in arms stop trying to evade the incoming fire, instead flying perfectly straight toward the Krakenax as smoke erupted from the back of her warframe; she was sending out a recording to anyone within her range, delirious with her maddening fear. “Mommy is going to miss you, but she loves you very mu-!” her warframe was hit on the side by the blast, taking the legs, the cannon, and a chunk of the cockpit clean off; J’azel caught a glimpse of her burning body ripped clean from the mech to fall freely to Argus, but she dared not keep her gaze on her.

She was all that was left. Ten brave pilots fought tooth and nail against the Burning Legion for thousands upon thousands of years without suffering a single casualty now reduced to a single woman; just like all of her fallen sisters in arms J’azel too feared death, but unlike them, she feared failure even more. Cold sweat trickled down the bridge of her nose as warnings flared up around her eyes, every fiber in her being telling her to find some way - any way to escape. She glanced down at her trembling hands and saw the folded picture she drew of her family, which filled her not with paralyzing fear or rage, but with clarity; she could not fail them here, not after getting so close to the truth.

J'azel unleashed a barrage of flares every which way as she spun her warframe to maximize their disorienting range. When the Krakenax fired to finish off the Army of the Light's little ‘surprise attack’, the beam of felfire was guided away from her by her flares. “Divert power from shields to reactor!” J'azel ordered, feeling the kick of the thrust while the shield of light protecting the cockpit faded. The warning of the next shot came a few seconds before it happened, forcing J’azel to use some of her payload to blast herself out of the line of fire. Her warframe groaned against the searing heat, with a flood of a million burning cinders rushing into her exposed cockpit that blinded her and scorched everything they touched. The Light of the Naaru bound to her warframe began to flicker, one of the first and most telling signs the warframe’s core was threatening to shut down from the immense strain, and she couldn’t afford to keep using her payload to avoid the Krakenax’s lethal attacks if she hoped to have any when she reached her target.

Reluctantly she reached down between her legs for the gold lever near her hooves. She twisted it to the left and pulled it up to reveal a polished shard the size of an ogre’s fist in suspension. “Warning! Foreign substance is highly unstable!” The dull voice of her mech echoed in her helmet. “Experimental use is not recommended!” J’azel didn’t have time to doubt herself. The blood of Azeroth pulsed in its container for two heartbeats before she released the safety trigger and pushed it back down into her warframe. The blinding light from the Krakenax’s main cannons lit up her cockpit like she was flying directly into the sun, and she was too late to dodge.

J’azel opened her eyes to darkness when the felfire was gone. The cockpit of her warframe looked like melted wax from the intense heat, the outer layer of her armor fused into a solid piece; yet raw azerite kept her mech from shutting down despite the machine being nearly obliterated by the attack. The blood of Azeroth flowed freely through the warframe, breathing life into it where the Light of the Naaru had failed. It was a struggle to even move her arms out to grip the burning controls now that her melted armor was beginning to cool from the whipping wind. What would have been a moderate boost for her propulsion systems instead sent her warframe forward like it was shot out of a cannon. With luck her fused armor turned out to be more of a blessing than a curse, taking the brunt of the force while her speed rapidly rose far beyond her control.

In an instant she was traveling ten times faster than the speed of sound. At nearly three and a half thousand meters per second, J’azel could barely see anything aside from her ravaged homeworld rushing up to meet her. She pulled back on the controls with all the strength she had, causing the gravitational force from her acceleration to press her body flat against the back of her ruined cockpit. Trying to turn her warframe up to avoid smashing into the ruined wastes of Argus at such speeds put a strain on her own body the likes of which she had never known.

The Krakenax and the anti-air batteries still under Burning Legion control fired at her again and again, but she was moving too fast for any of them to follow. It felt like some unseen monster was sitting on her chest- even underneath her armor she could barely breath or see. Her consciousness was fading fast, and if she released her grip on her controls for even a second, she would careen into her homeworld and everyone who died this day would have died for nothing. What was left of her suit’s safety protocols kicked in, jolting her body with electricity as the gel layer between her fused plates and her skin hardened to divert some of the force away from her chest, neck, and head; anything to keep her conscious. J’azel felt her bones bending, her ribs pressing back, her horns straightening out, the blood in her very veins being forced to the back of her body; she rushed past the Krakenax as it fired once more, but she was already underneath it. The warframe’s ruined legs shot forward with hot azerite fire exploding from the feet, which ripped most of the toes clean off before it began moving slow enough for J’azel to catch a much-needed breath of air. She vanished in the blackened cloud of smoke, missing what remained of the Illidari and the destroyed anti-air cannon by less than a hundred feet.

Agony shot through the joints in her fingers while she turned the warframe around, aimed her melted cannon, and fired the rest of her payload at the back of the Krakenax.

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #175

“imagine living like a king someday, a single night without a ghost in the walls.”

Have you ever had a teacher hit on you? Not to my recollection. Have you ever seen your ex’s new partner? If so, what do you think of them? I don't know or care if he currently has one. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months? Done it twice now, it's not difficult if you're picky and serious with who you date. Does anybody know about your sex life other than your partners? Well my mom was somewhat aware of things that were happening. What was the last piece of candy you ate? Good question. I got my tongue re-pierced because of a bar length issue with swelling, and now this one is just shy of long enough to disable me from biting down entirely (they're snake eyes, so across the tip). I'm only just getting back into eating soft things very slowly unless I want pain, so candy's a no. I have to wait no less than three weeks to get a correctly-sized bar, and it's only been just over one aaaahhh. Have you ever been dared to do something you totally regretted? No. Is your room painted or wallpapered? Painted. What is the best kind of pizza in your opinion? I'm an American I stan them meat lovers. Is there something that someone has done to you that you cannot forgive? No. Well actually idk, I still don't know for *sure* if I forgive him. Like I'm completely over it and it no longer affects me, but I could never ever ever ever look at him even remotely the same or even consider trusting him. I don't think that's supposed to happen when you forgive someone. Have you ever broken a plate/bowl? Accidentally by dropping. What is your favorite restaurant? Olive Garden. Has anyone ever drunk called/texted you? I don't think so. Do you know anyone who has a homosexual parent? No. What type of music could this world live without? Pure screamo (no, not as a carpet term for metal). Are any of your pets “overweight”? No. Who’s the last person you cried over? Does myself count? Did the house you grew up in have a fence? Yeah, but not all around. What’s your YouTube channel name? 0zzkat. Who of your FB friends has the cutest toddler(s)? Uhhhh idk. Anastasia's baby girl is pretty cute, I guess. Did you decorate pumpkins this year? No. :/ They were totally gone the day we were gonna get one (the day before Halloween so no, we weren't that surprised lmao). What’s the craziest color you’d dye your hair? More like what color WOULDN'T I dye it? What’s the coolest hobby one of your friends has? Uhhh. Idk. Name a video game you can play over and over again? Shadow of the Colossus. I've beaten it around 30 times. Would be more if I didn't lose the disc, buuut it's actually coming in the mail now! What is something that will make you laugh instantly? Don't show me that fucking Linkin Park "crawling in my crawl" worm video. Name a movie you wouldn’t watch solely based on its name? None come to mind. What’s your dearest souvenir? *shrugs* What was the last strong scent you smelled? Probably coffee bc of Mom. Have you ever been in an unconventional relationship (long distance, polyamorous, same gender, age gap, etc)? If so, what challenges did this relationship present, and were they worth overcoming? Long instance + same-sex simultaneously. Distance is fucking hard when you really want each other's company, especially for emotional support. Being same-sex makes me nervous due to potential violent homophobics, especiiiiaaaally living where I do. I do it regardless, but even just holding hands leaves me worrying some asshole is going to cause a problem. I know my sister's husband isn't at all fond of it either and I'm 99% sure he's why Sara's never met the kids. But anyway, all those things are absolutely worth it. Would you ever consider something like a poly relationship, assuming everyone involved was alright with it? What are some things you think you would or wouldn’t like about it? Absolutely not, because I strictly believe in the exclusiveness of love. What is the most unhealthy relationship (whether friendship or romantic) you’ve ever had? What made it so unhealthy? Do you still talk to each other? Colleen, probably. We are just about the antitheses of each other, yet we were "best friends." We disagreed too frequently, she was drama-ravenous, we kept leaving and coming back, etc. No, we don't talk now, and I refuse to ever do so again as friends. Have you ever been abusive in any way? Were you able to change or make amends, or, in general, what do you think people should do to make amends in that situation? No. I absolutely do not believe in "making amends" with your abuser. Keep them the fuck out of your life. Have you ever forgiven someone for being abusive or allowed someone toxic back into your life? Did this person change for the better or not? Toxic... you mean Colleen? Did it too many times, and no, she didn't. Do you feel like your age matches your emotional development? If not, what age level or maturity level do you feel best represents where you’re at? Part of me says no, another says yes. I guess it depends on the subject. What is one thing about your personality that embarrasses you, but you can’t seem to change it no matter how hard you try? Have other people called you out on this embarrassing thing? Being socially awkward as all hell, and yes. When was the last time you did something “meant” for children? Do you think it’s okay for adults to do these things (ie. watch cartoons, have stuffed animals, dress in cute clothing, etc), or do you think there’s an age beyond which it becomes unacceptable - and if so, why? I was playing Spyro just earlier today lmao. In almost all cases, no. I do believe that something like a full-grown adult playing pretend with dolls or something may be questionable, but even then there's not a real reason I can give you. What was the last thing to “trigger” you (as in, in a true mental health sense, I’m being serious here) and how did you cope with it? What kinds of things do you tend to find triggering? What do you do either avoid or face your triggers? Something PTSD-related, but I can't remember exactly what it was, I guess because I got past it pretty quickly. There are certain songs I should avoid, I canNOT look at the medicine I ODed on, I don't like seeing or being near large knives at all... If you’re diagnosed with anything, do you feel that it accurately represents what you’re experiencing? All of them, yeah. What is a complaint you have about the mental health industry or about the type of treatment you’ve received from a mental health service? Have you ever had any particularly bad therapy experiences? I feel that too many people working in the field care far more about the pay than the people. I can't guarantee a professional truly cared about what I was dealing with until Holly Hill. I've had one particularly horrible psychiatrist that threw diagnoses and pills around like they were nothing (the most ridiculous being ADHD, which I in no way exhibited), and a long-time therapist I had was pretty bad, something I realized only after I started with my current one. She was strict about that "you've got an hour, you're staying an hour, you're leaving no later" shit, and we always ran out of things to talk about so I'd just be sitting there super uncomfortably and numerous times start crying because I felt so awkward, and she'd just take it as a sign that I wasn't telling her something. She drove "and how does that make you feel" and "what're you thinking of" into the goddamn ground. Yeesh, having been a mental health patient for so long, I could really write a novel here. When was the last time you realized you might be the source of a problem and NOT someone else? Hm, idk. I'm so uninvolved with others that that's a hard question to answer. What are some minor physical discomforts that really bug you (eyelash in your eye, a wedgie, rumpled socks, etc)? HAVING THE BOTTOMS OF YOUR PANTS GET WET. I hate chapped lips, too. Do you prefer vertical or horizontal stripes? Horizontal. Have you ever ridden a motorcycle? No. Are you ticklish? YEAH. Have you ever tried to make your own alcohol? No. If you were to join one of the armed forces, which would it be? I wouldn’t. Have you ever been in a submarine? No. Have you ever been in a hot tub or sauna? Only hot tubs. Do you believe there used to be dragons? No. What was your first alcoholic drink? A Mike's hard lemonade. Where did you go on your first ride on an airplane? Idk, I was a baby. What was your first detention for? Too many tardies. Did you ever have a treehouse as a kid? No. Have you ever been on radio? No. How long has your longest ever phone call been? A few hours. What is a meal you eat extremely often? Or do your meals & food choices vary a lot? Ummm I guess some kind of chicken is common? When was the last time you felt unable or unwilling to speak your mind to someone? Idk. What was the last thing you changed your mind about? Uhhhh how am I blanking, I change my mind on things every five minutes. Who was the last friend you saw, and what did you do together? Sara's both my girlfriend but also the only "friend" I ever hang with now even tho we live several states apart lmao. I was there two weeks, so we did an array of stuff. Who tends to show up in your dreams? Do you ever wonder if you appear in anyone else’s dreams? Hell, I barely ever remember my dreams. Jason still shows up maybe ehhhh around or maybe less than once a month, and I have no clue why other than maybe there's some PTSD effects I don't actually detect or something? It's not like I think about him much, so I really don't see why he shows up, but the theme is constant: awkwardness seeing each other again, and he sometimes tries to get back with me (thank FUCKING GOD even in my dreams, I don't). Sara's in some dreams that I remember. Mom, maybe. What is something you wish you could say to someone who is no longer in your life, or something you wish they could know? Nothing. What is something you do to feel better when you’re scared? I'll usually turn to YouTube for a distraction. Who do you feel you can count on the most in life? Is there anyone you wish you could count on more? Mom. What is the strangest book you have ever read? How did you find out about it? Probably Bite Me by idr-who. I actually don't remember. What was the last thing you broke? How about fixed? Another sensor came off the keyboard. :') I dunno about fixed. Is there a sign or symbol that means a lot to you for whatever reason (eg. seeing certain animals or birds, 11:11 or other repeating numbers, syncs, butterflies, hearts in nature, etc)? Butterflies and semicolons. Hence my semicolon butterfly tattoo. Do you have any personal ghost stories or paranormal experiences? Yeah. What do you get complimented on the most? My hair. What is something unusual that you find attractive? why does?????? everyone hate fedoras tbh?????????? What time do you tend to eat your first meal of the day? And your last? BOY this varies so much like fuck. Sometimes I don't eat breakfast at all, sometimes I do right when I get outta bed. Dinner can be at like almost 10:00 with Mom's schedule, or I may have it like five hours earlier. What was the subject of the last video you watched? I'm getting into a horror LPer and I'm binging her Silent Hill playthroughs. How would you describe your overall aesthetic? I like pink but bloody guts and brains are cool 2. What is the most challenging meal you have ever cooked? N/A What was your favorite thing to do as a little kid? Play video/computer games. Have you ever been close to drowning? No. Do you watch any Japanese anime? Not currently, but I've kinda had the urge to pick an interesting one up? Do you have someone who is protective of you (father, brother, etc.)? Mom and Sara above anyone else. Where was the last place you went, that you hadn’t been to before? Uhhhhh good question. I don't exactly go to new places often. Do you have any bad habits you aren’t working on changing? If so, do you ever think you’ll try to break them? I don't believe so off the top of my head? Then again I think everyone has little bad habits they don't try to improve upon, but I can't think of anything serious. When was the last time someone surprised you with their reaction or behaviors? I'm sure something with Mom, but idk what. Are you good at committing to things like Nanowrimo or Inktober? Nope. What is your preferred method of expressing yourself? Writing. Or drawing if I'm in the mood. Have you ever reached out to a crisis center for mental health support? If so, how was the experience? I tried to reach the suicide hotline via their online one-on-one chatroom because I was too afraid to actually call, but I ended up waiting I think 45 minutes before the OD happened. When was the last time you did something you were afraid to do, and how was the outcome? I drove at night and ordered food at a drive-thru myself. It went well. What is one positive thing you believe about yourself? I have a strong sense of right and wrong. What is something you have been through that has made you stronger? Depression as a whole. Other than money, what is something you wish you had more of in your life? Social life, success, and motivation to name a few. Is there anything that you tend to ignore for the sake of your sanity? Sure. Mental health stuff flares up sometimes if I think about some things too deeply. What was the last thing you argued or debated about? Did you eventually agree, or did you have to agree to disagree? Getting rid of Bentley, and neither, really. Mom knows we shouldn't have him for a world of reasons, yet she refuses to try to find a far more suitable home for him or at least talk to Nicole about it (he's her dog, but she doesn't live here), who's never even paid him almost any attention. I could rant about this for hours. What is something you wish was different about your family? THAT WE WERE CLOSER. What is your main struggle or focus in life right now? Getting out of the house/becoming more of a functioning adult. Are you more dramatic or stoic? I'm neither extreme, really, but I'd say I'm much further from stoic. Are you on medication for anything? If so, do you feel like it helps? Have you ever been afraid to take medication or had a particularly bad experience with it? A lot, but the only ones I feel don't work are the ones for my tremors and knees. I was on one med for a while that I was scared to take because it made me vomit (safe to say I wasn't on it long), and even my life-saver med made me sick at first, but I took prescription nausea pills to ride that out as my body adjusted. Do you prefer having long or short nails? Short, but not too short. When was the last time you had an argument with one of your parents? Idr. Do you tend to eat the same few things all the time or do you vary your intake? Would you consider yourself to be a picky eater? Are there any commonly enjoyed foods that you don’t like? I'm picky and definitely have a limited palate. Some foods I can think of for the last question include fried chicken, BBQ, watermelon, tacos, all cheeses but American, aaaand I'm blanking again in an area I should have a book about. Do you have good body image? Do you feel more confident about your body or your personality? What is one thing about yourself about which you do feel particularly confident? Ha, as if, so personality. I like how open-minded I am. How likely are you to compliment other people? How do you react or respond when you receive a compliment? What are your favorite types to receive? It depends on the person, the atmosphere, and my anxiety level. I sometimes fear complimenting people because I don't want someone to be like "um why is she talking to me?"/"is she flirting with me?"/"why did she notice that?", etc. I become so giddy (at the very least internally) when people compliment me because of how my self-esteem is, and I really appreciate them. The compliments that mean most to me are regarding my photography. With how badly I want to be a successful photographer, people seeming to genuinely like what I do has actually made me smile like an idiot and giggle publicly. It just means a lot to me. Describe the last thing you reblogged? How many posts do you tend to reblog during a day? A clip of Mark having a fit over a dog in RDR2. How much I reblog varies greatly; depends on how much I get on Tumblr that day, what I feel like sharing at that moment, what I queue... Have you ever lost your cool at work or somewhere else important? What happened as a result? No. Do you listen to your friends’ advice when they give it to you? Depends. If it's Sara, I usually do. What’s the last kind of soup you ate? Vegetable. Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced? It is pierced. The most memorable time that you skipped school, what did you do? I don't recall. Did you ever have a favorite teacher in high school? What made them your favorite? Coach Collie. He was very friendly, wise, his sense of humor was great, he cared deeply for his students, was super chill, shared life advice all the time, etc. etc. Can you think of a time when you were really obviously judged by your appearance? What happened? Not that I recall. What’s something your mother told you growing up that you actually listened to? Mind your manners. What are three emotions you experience regularly? Stress, content, but also discontent. What is your favorite Halloween candy? Reese's. Is there anyone who refuses to communicate with you? *shrugs* What was the last lengthy packet you filled out? Something for vocational rehab. Is there something you still can’t do even though you’re an adult or might be expected to do this thing? I don't have a job or drive. When was the last time you congratulated someone? Were you happy for them, indifferent, jealous? When I found out one of my closest high school friends is pregnant. I was obviously happy for her. What would you say is your STRONGEST emotion? Maybe not the most frequent, but the most intense? And what emotion do you feel most weakly, even if you might feel it more often? Anger; envy (but it's not often). Have you ever gone somewhere in your pajamas? What makes this acceptable or unacceptable to you? Plenty times, but it depends on my level of shits given and the location. Honestly wish pjs were more acceptable in public places cuz like why not, you've got clothes on, just don't go around where everyone can totally see your dick, ass, or tits. Other than the usual things like IDs, etc, what do you always carry with you when you go out? My phone. What type of photography do you enjoy looking at? Do you take any photos yourself, and if so, what types of things do you prefer to photograph? LOTS!!!! I particularly love fantasy-styled portraiture or macabre work, and omg give me soft lighting. I'm a sucker for emotive or conceptual portraits and the like. I like to photograph an array of things, but my faves are nature and animals. Have you ever gone out for the Black Friday shopping rush? Did you enjoy it, or not so much? Or, what’s the busiest shopping day you’ve ever experienced? Nope. Busiest shopping day I indirectly experienced was when I worked at GameStop during the holiday season... nope. It's a small store and it was flooded. I hated it. Idk about one where I/my family was the shopper. Do you enjoy reading diaries or stories you wrote from when you were younger, or does it embarrass you? If you’ve kept them, was there a particular reason for hanging on to them so long? No. No. No. NO. I can't stomach going any further back than '15 at the RP forum because fucking cringe. All old stuff like physical journals and such, they're long gone because I never want to see them again lmao. What would you say was your first true hobby? What about your most recently developed one? Hmmm, probably video games were the first things I was *really* deep into. Recently developed... good question. Is there one thing that throws off your mood more than others, whether it be lack of sleep, lack of food, heat/cold, etc? I'M FUCKING /CRANKY/ IF I'M HOT. Serious lack of sleep makes me moodier. What is one common area of life in which you feel you have little to no experience (college, children, marriage, etc)? Work and independence. What kinds of things are you likely to complain about? HEAT. If it's hot to me, you're gonna know. I'll complain if my stomach especially hurts, sometimes with other pain. Do you like to put any extra effort into your food in terms of presentation, or do you prefer to just put it on a plate and eat it as it is, no frills? I don't cook, so. But I'd definitely be the latter. When was the last time you were mean or rude to someone else? How about the last time someone acted that way toward you? I hung up on this insurance agency or whatever they are that call me every other goddamn day. I dunno about the second question. What kinds of things are most likely to make you lose your temper? Have you ever done something regrettable or embarrassing while angry? I fucking dare you to ridicule the mentally ill in front of me. Goddamn dare you. For the second part, not to my recollection. Do you have a large dog? No, both our dogs are medium-sized. If not, are you afraid of them? Not at all. Do your parents know that/if you smoke? I don't. What is the reason you last received money? Mom borrowed some from me so she was paying me back. Is anyone in your family sick? Not to my knowledge. Are you very upfront about things or do you "beat around the bush"? The latter, typically. Do you ever write poetry just to get your feelings out? Not really anymore. Middle and high school? I was all about it. I wrote only one poem this year. How many bones have you broken? None. Whose house did you visit last? My sister Ashley's. Have you ever bought a fragrance by a celeb because you liked who it was? No. Do you have a gazebo at your house? No. What’s your favorite brand of bottled water? Essentia.

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Ah no worries Coonie. I did sleep last night. I had a sleep over with a friend and watched Ghibli movies. It was a bit late but I dropped that ask shortly before I went to bed. Today we went to the book fair in Frankfurt. It was amazing! So many books and there were Cosplayers (I even saw Azula and Zuko Cosplayers and they were actually brother and sister, how cool is that?) I hope you have a nice day too *hugs and pets you* - Peridot

PERIDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!! :D

I’m happy to know you slept last night! Hopefully it was a good night rest, too. Sleeping is not always restful, so I hope it wasn’t your case, and that you slept nicely and woke up feeling properly rested and refreshed :3

GASPS

YAY, SLEEP OVER!! :D AND YAAAAAAAAAAY GHIBLI MOVIES AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

I’ve always wanted to watch so many Ghibli movies, but I’ve watched I think just two. Aah OTL Ghibli movies are FULL of beauty; stunning, stunning, oh so stunning visuals and animation, and glorious soundtracks. Howl’s Moving Castle’s theme will forever be one of my favorite waltzes. I’m a MAJOR DORK for waltzes, always have been, so it doesn’t help that Ghibli has so many. I’m in love with HMC’s main theme and all its forms and shapes and covers and all about it. Also majorly in love with the ending scene waltz. Also in love with the Waltz of Chihiro. FUCK. Ghibli is SLAYING those waltzes!!!

LKAJSF KALSGJ ASIOKLDASJ GILKDAJGK ALDJA KLGJADKLG 

BOOK FAIR, HOOOOOOOOOORAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!! I LOVE BOOKS!!!  :DDDDD I love book fairs, too. I don’t go often because it’s always too much people or etcetera, but boy, I love those. There’s usually good sales, and if not, at least a KATON of books to pick from! It’s like mini heaven, ust overcrowded, haha ;u; 

But it sounds like you had LOTS of fun!! :D A katon of books, book fair, and cosplayers? JEEZ, what sort of heaven were you in!?!? Cosplayers at a book fair? That’s a new concept for me! AND IT SOUNDS SO COOL AND SO BADASS OMG I WANT TO BE THERE SO BADLY AAAAHHH

AND YOU FOUND ATLA COSPLAYERS WHT FAKJSLF HEU WALSJF DG

[Adding a read more here, buddy! :3]

*sHORT CIRCUITS* OH MY GAWD ATLA WILL FOREVER BE A CLASSIC AND A LEGEND AND GODDAMMIT YOU SAW ZUKO AND AZULA COSPLAYERS?!?!?! HOW BADASS IS THAT OH MY GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWD

*eXPLODES*

AZUL IS EVIL BUT /BOY/ SHE’S SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO COOL AND SO BADASS AND I LOVE HER DESIGN. THE ARMOR IS SO EPIC AND SO GLORIOUSLY COOL, I WANT AZULA’S ARMOR SO, SO, SO BADLY, LOOK AT IT, IT’S STUNNING AND GORGEOUS AND SO BADASS, LIKE SO HYPER BADASS, AND ZUKO!? PRECIOUS MAGNIFICENT ZUKO OH MY GAWD I LOVE HIM SO MUCH HE’S THE BEST THING EVER FOREVER A CHILDHOOD AND LIFE CRUSH ETERNALLY HE’S ONE OF THE BEST CHARACTERS I KNOW, BEST CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT I’VE EVER SEEN AND I JUST- DIE

OH NO, I’M FANGASMING HNHG  FGHFNGHG

But seriously, Zuko and Azula cosplayers, woaaaaaaaaaaah!! That sounds SO GOOD! :D And they’re brother and sister in real life, too? My GAWD. My brother is NOWHERE near most of my tastes, let alone doing something like cosplay. I feel so jealous!! How amazingit must be that you share tastes with your siblings AND do stuff like that together!! WOWEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Man, it sounds like you had a blast of a good day! Books, cosplayers, ATLA, and the sleepover with your buddy. Sounds good! I’m happy to know that you’ve had a good day, dear Peridot, you so deserve good times like this

I’m a tiny bit upset, if I’m honest, because I was left home alone again. I mean, I’ve been home alone from monday to friday the past 3 or so years, but weekends are usually always hanging with the family, and today I’m just...sitting here? That’s okay! I LOVE being alone and having the house for myself, but it’s a bit weird on saturdays. Gotta eat alone, too, but oh well. Can’t be helped! 

But really, it’s something minor and I don’t complain :3 It’s been quiet and I could answer to some of my PMs, in which I’ve stayed SO far behind OTL 

So yep, quiet day for me! 

Thank you for your good wishes, dear Peridot! And thanks for letting me know what sorta day you had, I’m so happy to hear you had a good time!!!

Sending you LOTS of maccoonie maccaroonie hugs and magical vibes, my dear friend. I hope your sunday goes FANTASTICALLY too!! :D