#and now I know more than I ever needed ro about that movie

[if-loki-was-a-fox]

I love watching hour+ long video essays on franchises and pieces of media I barely know <3

[satuguro]

⠀ཾ ༚ MORE FUN WITH THREE!

chad meeks martin x ethan landry x reader

#SYNOPSIS— nsfw/sfw head canons about dating ethan and chad <3

#CONTAINS— (sfw) domesticity!!, slight angst, comfort, overall fluff ; (nsfw) daddy/mommy kink, degradation, praise, and a lot more but those are the mains!

#AUTHORSNOTE— there isn’t enough domestic chad/ethan/reader stuff so i wrote this xx

#SFW

— you guys pined for each other for a while until any of you made a move. lots of longing looks and deep talk nights and sleepovers that felt more intimate than ‘just friend’ activities.

— but surprisingly, it was ethan who confessed first. the three of you were sharing a blunt around a pool during a party, and he suddenly started rambling about how much he liked you both romatically.

“it’s just like,” ethan breathes, leaning his head on your shoulder and absentmindedly fidgeting with chad’s fingers. “i talk a lot, right? i ramble and i talk and can’t ever seem to shut up— at least i’m self aware, y/n! —but when i look at the two of you.. it’s like my words just can’t come out. and i become quiet because i don’t know how you two exist.”

— ever since that night, you guys began dating!

— now this is not gonna be one of those head-cannons about how everything went smoothly because trust me it didn’t for a while.

— it was really up and down for the first year. chad has a bad habit of being jealous, which is nice if he wasn’t so in denial when you or ethan point it out.

— ethan has a tendency to space out/disassociate when things get too stressful (a result of his history with his family), which takes a lot of work and patience to work through. thankfully, you and chad have all the patience in the world for him.

— and you wouldn’t open up to them for a while, oftentimes running how you really felt and the bad parts of your past through a filter to make it seem not as bad (even though chad and ethan could read you like a book).

— there’s a lot more, but i will say that i don’t think ethan or chad is the type to really raise their voice during an argument. disagreements are resolved through firm talking between the three of you, and even when someone wants to scream or yell at the other person, they know that you all hate the sound of angry yelling, so you find others ways to cool off.

— anyways! you guys moved in together a year and a half into your relationship.

— chad’s the clean one and ethan’s the messy one (mainly bc he gets distracted by other stuff and forgets ro clean up after himself).

— both boys love sitting/joining you when you’re doing your hobbies. sometimes they even wanna learn from you! chad is a very quick learner while ethan is very eager to learn

— movie nights, video game nights, study nights, etc. are a very common thing bc all of you procrastinate college shit (except for chad, who is somehow more on top of it than you and ethan).

— chad can cook, ethan can bake, and you can do both! so meals are usually made by you and chad while ethan makes dessert.

— ethan also stress bakes.

the lack of a third body in your bed made you sit up groggily from your bed. “chad? chad,” you mumbled, shaking chad’s shoulder next to you, making him grumble a weak response. “where’s ethan?”

and as the two of you walked out, you still wrapped in your comforter, you were shocked to find your boyfriend making his third batch of cake pops over the counter. his hair was tousled and eye bags hung under his brown eyes, but ethan looked more awake than ever. his spider-man shirt was stained with flour and his pajama pants hung loosely around his waist. “ethan,” chad said with a sigh, “babes, it’s 3 am.”

“yeah but,” ethan began, whisking from frosting. “i have an exam in like two days and i needed to relax so i’m baking!”

“ethan, baby, come back to bed.”

— chad and ethan are sore losers!! every time the three of you play video games and you win they both sulk for like 10 minutes. but if you lose and one of them wins, they’re so cocky and they’re teasing you about it (assholes).

"guys, please talk to me," you said, watching as ethan stubbornly sat next to chad on the other side of the couch, pulling the blanket tight over the both of them and not around you."

"no," chad stated, putting an arm over ethan's shoulders and pulling him close. "this is what happens when you cheat at mario kart."

you huffed in annoyance before standing up, grabbing the blanket and forcing yourself in with them, ignoring their protests.

"y/n, you already won!" ethan groaned, still making room for you regardless of how much of a sore loser he was.

— you guys sleep on a king bed in a shared room and take turns being in the middle. usually chad likes being in the middle because that means he gets to feel both you and ethan sleeping on his chest.

— chad sleeps earlier than the both of you so sometimes he has to listen to you and ethan talk about basically nothing 30 minutes before going to bed.

“yeah, sex is great, but have you ever yawned so hard you felt tears?” ethan said, his face turned to yours as the three of you laid in bed.

chad heard you chuckle softly before saying, “it’s kind of like stretching so hard you cough. wait— does that mean you’d rather yawn with tears over having sex with us?”

“what? no!”

— sometimes when one of you is coming home late, you have nights with only one of them.

— when ethan is coming home late, you and chad both prepare a meal together. light music is playing in the background while you both prepare three plates (another for ethan when he gets home). chad has a habit of wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning his head on your shoulder while you cook. then after dinner you both watch a horror movie with popcorn (chad knows all the best horror movies thanks to mindy.) and take a shower together.

— when chad is coming home late, ethan helps you make dinner (he just chops vegetables and sometimes meat. poor boy can’t cook) and is constantly snacking on the food before it’s even prepared. you both save chad a plate before having a little ‘spa day.’ you both take a bath and put on face masks and (mildly) catch each other up on gossip.

— when you’re coming home late, either chad makes dinner and ethan helps or he does the work and ethan sits on the counter and tells him about all the drama (chad likes to say he doesn’t like listening, but you and ethan know he does). sometimes ethan makes him do a face mask with him and then they go play video games for the rest of the night until you come home.

— your apartment has a loveseat on the side that you all like to cuddle on while your friends are over.

— folding clothes together in the living room while watching shows like bob’s burgers.

— you guys definitely have a cat that’s named ‘kelp’ or something weird like that. when you first got the cat chad was def a little disappointed (he wanted a dog) but now he’s your cat’s favorite (much to you and ethan’s chagrin).

— whenever you say ‘i love you,’ there’s always two responses of ‘i love you more,’ back. and that phrase is something really important to the three of you.

— you like to say it during the times when you really mean it. you always love them, but there’s random times where you’re just watching them talk to each other at the dinner table and you’ll just say ‘i love you,’ because how nice is it that you can always have dinner with them?

— ethan incorporates it into his daily phrases, stuff like, “i’m gonna go now, i love you!” and “good night, i love you.” he also says it a lot while he’s drunk (he’s a sucker for you and chad, what can he say).

— chad says it during random times. sometimes he’ll just walk by you or ethan in the kitchen, pressing brief kisses to your shoulders and murmuring, “i love you.” or he’ll taste something you or ethan made and say, “oh my god, i love you. this is incredible.”

— ethan talks a lot and you and chad listen.

— sometimes chad and ethan both ramble to you about something that you know nothing about but do you care? no, because you do the exact same thing and they are always so interested

— chad and ethan go on gym dates and chad always makes ethan his pre workout for him in the morning before they leave <3

— you guys also have a shared groupchat! ethan uses it to send photos throughout his day of random things with cute little comments like ‘look at this dog i saw ◡̈’ or ‘i ordered what y/n usually gets at starbucks! i think it’s actually pretty good!’

—you use it to send photos of when you see him or chad across campus. honestly you do it cause you think it’s funny how most of the photos you take look like they’re from a stalker.

— chad uses it to send photos of the sky whenever he thinks it’s pretty (because it reminds him of the both of you). he also uses it to get yours or ethan’s opinion on something, whether it’s clothes, what he’s buying from the store, etc.

— whenever one of you is stressed/sad you have two people giving you comfort immediately. of course chad is always the one who asks, “do you want comfort or advice?” just because he wants to make sure he’s doing the right thing. but regardless the three of you have learned how to take care of each other.

#NSFW

— there was definitely a moment before you all began dating where ethan said, “wait, does that mean i’m gonna die a virgin?” and you and chad caught each other staring at ethan as though you were willing to change that for him.

chad noticed you stare at ethan, eyes set on him as though you were weighing the consequences of fucking your best friend in your head (not that chad could say anything; he was doing the same thing). your eyes noticed chad’s look, making you raise a brow at him.

“what’re you looking at, chad?”

“what’re you looking at, y/n?”

— ethan has the biggest sex drive out of the three of you. he was really inexperienced when you all started dating but after you and chad taught him the ropes he’s literally always horny.

— chad definitely prefers to be in charge in the bedroom (daddy kink for the win) but he’s actually a switch. you and ethan are only people he’s ever been submissive for.

— you’re a switch for the most part, but you do enjoy domming both chad and ethan (because who wouldn’t?) especially when they both start teasing you out in public/throughout the day (which happens a lot).

— ethan’s definitely a switch but he does prefer to be submissive to you and chad because he has a raging daddy/mommy kink oops

— you and ethan are pretty vocal in bed, but chad isn’t. a lot of the noises he makes is groans and dirty talk (which is literally filthy).

— but one time you and ethan were teasing him and chad let out a whine. when i tell you the tables changed so quickly..

— chad also does this lazy smile/smirk when one of you is riding him/sucking him off that makes him look so cocky and he knows it.

— chad’s cockiness also def shows through in his degradation/praise.

“that’s it, suck my cock,” chad murmured, one of his arms behind his head as ethan took his cock into his mouth. you were right next to him, licking at chad’s balls as ethan began bobbing his head. the poor boy was a mess of saliva and tears dripping down his chin, his head of curls gripped tightly by chad as his hips thrusted his fat cock deeper into ethan’s mouth.

a needy whine left your lips as ethan pulled off of chad’s cock, gasping in a breath before continuing to stroke it in his hands. then you both leaned in, eyes set on chad and the lazy smile on his face, before your tongues met at chad’s tip. with his tip in between your mouths, you and ethan made out with each other, whimpers and low moans falling from your mouths. licking into ethan’s mouth and tonguing at chad’s fat tip, you moaned at the sloppiness of it all, feeling yours and ethan’s saliva drip down your chins.

the lewd sight alone made chad moan, head falling back briefly. “god, you’re both so needy. you love sucking my dick that much that you both wanna share?”

“mm.. yes daddy.”

— sex is serious for the most part but sleepy sex/morning sex is always so giggly for you guys. especially when ethan and chad want to eat you out together.

“chad— dude, you gotta move to the side,” ethan groaned, trying to move himself next to the taller man. your legs were spread wide, both of them held open by chad’s hand and ethan’s, and feeling their two eyes on you, you suddenly felt exposed.

“how do we—” chad began leaning his head in at the same time as ethan’s and bumping their heads, making them both laugh. carding your hands through their hair, you couldn’t help but giggle before it turned into a moan.

chad and ethan’s tongue met in the middle as they spread your legs wider. leaning over, chad went to suck on your clit while ethan leaned down to fuck your sopping hole with his tongue, making your back arch. “there you go,” chad murmured, breath fanning over your cunt as he massages the inside of your thighs.

“mm, you taste so good, y/n,” ethan said, eyes hazy as he slipped a finger into you.

— sometimes ethan wakes the both of you up by giving you both head. he gets really needy! and if you wake up before him that’s how you wake chad up

— you love teasing them. sometimes you grind your ass against them a little too much while passing by them in the kitchen or you wear shorts around the apartment that you know chad loves, along with a tank top without a bra (so ethan’s practically drooling at your breasts)

— it usually ends with them being in charge that night. especially if your little teasing game goes on for the entire day and you pretend you know nothing about it; both of them want to punish you <3

“fuck— daddy, ‘m close,” ethan whined, throwing his head back as his cock slipped into your lips again. you peered up at him through heavy lashes, his length stifling your whimpers as chad’s cock sank deeper inside of you.

“go ahead, baby boy. cum all over y/n’s face,” chad said with a groan, watching shamelessly as your cunt took every inch of his thick cock. “fuck, you really love taking dick, huh?” he said with a breathless laugh, thrusting his hips into you harshly and reveling in the cry you let out. “too bad you won’t get to cum just yet. not until we’re finished.”

ethan let out a whine as he came all over your face, eyes set on how your tongue stuck out for him and the way it caught only some of his cum. the rest painted your face so beautifully that ethan couldn’t help but grab some with his thumb and put it into your mouth. obediently, your lips wrapped around his thumb and sucked off the rest of the cum.

— sorry not sorry ethan loves his ass ate idc. he becomes such a slit the second he feels you or chad’s tongue on his hole, arching his back and babbling, “mommy/daddy, more. please— oh fuck me.”

— chad also has an obsession with eating you out. when i tell you that man knows how to eat pussy i mean it. sit on his face, suffocate him— he wants it all as long as he’s between your thighs.

— that being said he also loves eating ethan out. primarily because ethan ends up crying and he’s just so pretty when he cries.

— chad’s sadistic/masochistic (he’s def a service top) and ethan’s the same way. but ethan’s sadism and masochism can go extreme; he loves denying you and chad of your orgasms over and over, but if you were to deny him of his over and over he’d love it more.

— chad sometimes just leans back and lets you and ethan do whatever you want to him. you could use his dick like a toy and ethan could ride his face and chad could die a happy man right there, knowing that he’s pleasuring the both of you.

— ethan has an oral fixation to the max. he always needs something in his mouth, whether it’s your tits, yours or chad’s fingers, chad’s cock, or your pussy, he just loves having his mouth full.

— whenever you’re domming, ethan is always so good while chad is nothing but a brat. but there are some rare occasions when ethan is being bratty and you and chad have to punish him.

“daddy— daddy slow down—!” ethan cried out, his hips automatically snapping against you as a result of chad’s pounding. he was crying at this point, fat tears streaming down his cheeks as he was stuck between chad’s thick cock and your tight pussy. his own cock was so hard, but the cock ring around it made it impossible for him to fuck a load into you. not that you or chad seemed to care.

“you wanted to act like such a brat earlier, ethan,” you said with faux pity, teeth digging into your bottom lip as ethan’s cock thrusted inside of you repeatedly.

“which means,” chad said, slapping ethan’s ass and making the boy moan, “you can’t give us fucking orders.” he thrusted deeper into his boyfriend, listening to the ‘uh, uh, uhs’ ethan let out as his cock fucked him harder.

“i wanna cum,” ethan sniffled, ignoring your scolding as he took your hips and thrusted into you, making your head fall back as you moaned deliciously. “daddy, p—please— mm, mm— let me cum, mommy.”

chad only chuckled darkly at that, letting out a low moan as he came inside ethan’s ass, filling him with cum— his first load of the night. “brats don’t get to cum.”

— i will say this rn; the aftercare is soso good.

— chad basically has all of your needs memorized by heart. bath? he already had it ready. food? there’s snacks on the bedside table. alone time? the guest room has its bed made and the t.v on. cuddles? of course, just let him clean you up and get you some water. don’t wanna get up? good, chad would rather you lay there while he gets everything ready.

— it kind of goes for all of you as well. you and chad are usually giving the aftercare while ethan’s receiving. but ethan knows the aftercare you both need too!

— especially after pretty hard scenes, ethan knows to reassure you both that he’s okay. it doesn’t happen often, but when you and chad feel horrible for talking to ethan in such a way, he goes out of his way to take care of you just like you both take care of him <3

[rel312]

I forgot the Miraculous Awakening movie was supposed to come out so now I’m gonna ramble about it (spoilers!):

The jumpscare of hearing Marinette sing in a completely different voice took me off guard

I’m loving actually seeing gabriel as a fashion designer and what his stuff looks like

Chloe sounds… very much not like Chloe and it’s off putting (idk if it’s a different voice actor, I’m not looking it up)

“Think you an I were meant to be” I love Alya

Emilie? This clearly in the movie??

Was that Luka I just saw next to Juleka? At school???

The black cat on the book!

Adrien looks so pretty in that shot

Are… are Nino and Adrien already friends??

Gabriel’s hair

The loss of Emilie seems to be a lot more recent/present than in the series

Ohhh it’s her birthday

The lore is very interesting in this, we’re getting a lot more that wasn’t there in the show

So the miraculous have a choice in this for their holders I guess

Fu is so funny

The moon!

Was… was the black cat a coincidence? How did it get there? I don’t think it was Plagg so what was that??

So the first akumatized victim is not a child this time

There’s a ladybug too? I’m so confused

“Who saves a life saves the world” interesting that it’s more prophecy-like

I keep forgetting this is a musical

I love the beats of the theme song though

Is- is Tikki rapping???

No transformation sequence?

So she’s aware it’s a musical?

Is the yo-yo sentient???

No Adrien and Plagg intro scene?

Adrien is so funny he’s so excited to be a hero

Pretty different ladynoir dynamic, cat noir’ not immediately smitten

“A she-ro” please no

She called him Kitty!

CARELESS WHISPER???

Now he’s smitten

“Like a dream in a dream” Adrien you have to work on your lyrics

But the moon

Fart jokes? Really?

PTFAFS

Adrien going from she’s my side kick to she’s better than me in every way

Puss in boots

“I have nothing to lose” um your son??

Gabriel villain song kinda goes hard ngl

Is he making multiple villains? I’m so lost

Are they making Mr. Mime a real villain now? Not Mylene’s dad?

Also who is this pink haired lady?

“Dr. Love” Nino I love you but you’re so wrong

So Nino already has a crush on Alya and not Marinette

Aww Tom gets to hear Marinette call him the best

Only to immediately think she’s embarrassed by him

Nino losing his glasses on the ride is legit my biggest fear when going on rides

Transformation sequence!

Where did she actually transform though? She was just in the middle of the fair

They learned to work together fast

So I guess he doesn’t need to say the word cataclysm?

I love Ferris wheels rolling around scenes

Lmao Marinette really went I’ll save your life but you’re going in the dumpster

The timeline of this movie is very confusing, Nino is in love with Alya? But wasn’t it just the first day of school? Or was it just in the middle? When did Nino and Adrien meet? I have so many questions

Was the balloon thing a person? If not who created him and how?

THEME SONG!

Are we really getting all this adrienette development in a montage?? He told her about his mom, they went to the movies, they had a double date with Alya and Nino, and were barely getting it???

I love the glitter in Cat Noir’s mask

Ladynoir moment by the moon!

Marinette stood up to Chloe!

Adrien you cannot scare a person like that

The hearts in the balcony and the moon again!

I’m loving the visuals in this movie

“For the first time I feel truly free, it’s all thanks to you” my heart!

Ladynoir seems to be the main ship of the movie and I’m not mad about it

Oh my god their dance by the moon! I knew it was coming but I love it so much!

“How could I ever think she’d fall for me” Adrien stop she does love you she just doesn’t realize it’s you

Gabriel looks like shit and I’m glad to see it

I’m glad Adrien was able to stand up to him though

She actually managed to ask him out holy shit!

I mean I know it’s sad cause he rejected her but she actually managed to do it look at her!

I… did not think her shirt was a tank top this is so weird

Hawkmoth is akumatizing himself???

Careless Whisper again??? Are the writers ok??

Did they really need the takeout death?

The- the moth miraculous just… ate the ladybug miraculous???

I guess they don’t quite have cataclysm and lucky charm, their powers work a bit differently

Gabriel’s face at seeing Adrien, now you finally see what you’ve done you SOB

I’m glad they get to reconcile

So she can just… fix everything without a lucky charm??

Her dress is so pretty!

And she’s not wearing a mask!

The reveal in this is so interesting but pretty cute!

The way she took off his mask and put it on her was so freaking cute!

Really? Cut to the end right before the kiss??

So he does have Emilie in the basement?

Wait a minute I don’t think we ever got to see Chloe and Adrien interact in the movie lmao

The movie started a bit more cheesy and childish but overall they did a pretty good job of telling the story. The visuals were stunning, though the story was a bit rushed but they did a good job. There wasn’t quite enough time to develop the characters and their dynamics but they did the best they could with the time they had. The person who did Marinette’s singing voice was amazing, but I wish they found someone who sounded more like Marinette if they couldn’t use the same voice actress. The lore was a bit different but I kind of like it better than how much we started getting in later seasons, I just wish we got a bit more explanation on some things cause we don’t have the show to give us answers anymore. The only reason I feel like this ending with gabriel and Adrien works is because they didn’t have as much of an abusive relationship and he actually had a chance to redeem himself, but I’m glad he has to actually deal with the consequences. I know there are tons of fanfics about it but it’s so sad that while Marinette knew who Adrien was, he had no idea if he’d ever see Ladybug again but I’m glad that got resolved pretty quickly. I’m confused on what they want to do next cause they clearly were setting up for some kind of sequel but gabriel is already out as Hawkmoth and Nathalie only helped him during that time but I guess we’d just have to wait and see.

[ohmotherwhereartthou-if]

Your writing is amazing!!! I’m so sorry to ask but I must, How would the RO’s or other characters react to the MC sacrificing themselves to protect them?

Hello,

Thank you for your kind words. 💙😊

Ooh, a rare ask with other characters besides the Ro's. I mean which is fair, since a lot of the other characters haven't really been thoroughly introduced yet.

Also, since it wasn't specified; I am assuming relationship stage with the RO's?

Cassandra: Would have survivors guilt and feel as if she should have been the one to die. She would not do anything stupid and live a more careful life because while she would like to be reunited with MC in death, she would never want their sacrifice to have been for nothing. Would close herself off from love for a very long time, would only maybe find love again in her old age with another person who also knows the pain of losing a lover when they were young.

Valeria: Would obviously be distraught, she would ask God a lot "why did MC have to die?". She would spend a lot of time in church and honestly, I could either see her becoming a sort of nun figure or meeting someone new at church years later and falling in love. She would name her first child after MC and never forget them.

Tomás: Ouch. Just ouch. He would never love again, he would grow old and bitter, towards everyone and everything. He would dwell on the memory of MC and wish he had died instead, I see him going through 'A Man Called Otto' type of journey. (Great movie btw, I highly recommend it.) He would want to end himself to be reunited by MC and while he is so mean to everyone around him, he constantly thinks back to all his time spent with MC. From the most mundane moments from the sweetest memories, he remembers everything and keeps all of MC's things. Would never remarry or even consider thinking about anyone romantically ever again.

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Ludovica: Uh.... I feel so bad that I only see one outcome for my sweet baby. UNLESS you guys had a kid, Vica is following after MC very soon after they pass. She would only go on living if you guys had a kid because they would give her a reason to live, she couldn't leave them behind and knows they need her now more than ever. But she would almost never smile, all light is gone from her and while she loves her child with all her heart; very little happiness could ever reach her now.

Aurelio: Would mourn and become rather reclusive for a few years. He wouldn't be the playful flirtatious fool anymore, he has matured and grown rather melancholic. He would keep on, living on for MC's sake but he would be forever changed. No more parties, no more crazy stupid antics. He will become regular old gentleman and maybe marry again some day but he knows deep down in his heart that the love he had for MC will always be stronger than what he could possible ever feel for anybody else.

Elio: I said this in a previous ask but... MC's death would definitely start his villain arc. He finally feels so strongly towards someone and they go and die on him? Screw humanity, everything can burn for all he cares.

Bonus!

Mother: Guilt would eat her up inside, she was supposed to protect MC; they were supposed to be safe when they were with her. That's what she promised them all those years ago, how could she let then down this way? Her poor, sweet little one; she is so sorry. So, so very sorry.

(Traveler's is sort of written in her pov)

Traveler: Damn it. Damn it! This wasn't supposed to happen, I guess this is what happens when you take a chance and try to help out a inexperienced kid. You end up getting them killed. You should have known, known better. This is your fault. You are the reason they are dead, this poor kids blood is forever on your hands. I hope they haunt me for the rest on my life... they can join the party and at least never feel lonely.

[mentallyshattered]

This is part 3 of the "What if Yuu didn't want to go back?" Series!

(I, the author of this work, do not consent to this work being crossposted/translated without my knowledge or used to train an AI, ever.)

Masterlist

"Myaah, keep going!"

"Non, chat. You no longer need to be brushed. Vil, how is Yuu's hair coming along?"

Vil sighs. I've noticed he does that a lot. "Not as well as I thought, Rook. Even though the top layer was absurdly thick, the lower layers don't look much better. This is going to take longer than I expected."

I look up and into the mirror in front of me. Vil has cut my hair short, but the process of detangling the remaining mat of hair has caused the detangled hair to be noticeably longer than what's still a total mess. I'd say the hair he's worked through is about 4 inches, just long enough to cover my ears.

"Say, Monseur Mystery, how did you guess Monseur Chat's name?"

"Well..." I hesitate. Even now, the thoughts of his death still hurt. "When I was living in my world, I found a cat. He was my only friend. He was an alley cat, but chubby- not in a concerning or limiting way, just in a cute way- and he was grey with a large patch of white fur on his front, and his tail faded into black at the end, and... he had polydactly. I think that's what it's called, at least. Do you guys know what that is?"

"Nope!" Grim's reply is cheerful, like an island of comfort in a sea of mourning.

"Well, it's a condition where your limbs split off into multiple limbs. So, a two-tipped finger or extra toe or something. Well, my cat had it on the end of his tail. It looked, " I pause, reaching my hand toward Grim and trying, failing, to hold back tears. "Into three. A trident tail, just like this." I'm holding his tail in my hand now, careful, like he might break just as my voice is doing now. I can hardly speak through the lump in my throat, but I can speak.

"A-and that cat's name was Grim. And he was hit by a car when he was eight, and I've never been the same." I'm crying now, my eyes reduced to floodgates and my voice to a wreck. Vil is hugging me, his arms bringing some sense of safe to me, but that sense of safe pales in comparison to the comfort of holding Grim in my arms. His fur is soft, much softer now that he's been brushed, and Rook has joined the hug.

We stay there, just like that, for what feels like forever. Vil's arms are strong around me, as are Rook's, and I'm holding Grim again, and I don't want to lose him again. I can't. I barely survived the first time; I can't survive a second. The guilt would kill me.

"I guessed his name, too. I didn't know how. It just felt right. But... Yuu, you kind of remind me of someone. Another human. He fed me in my dreams, and his name was Yuu, and we were great friends, but one day he just stopped showing up. I never saw him again." Grim's previously sad face brightens a little, like a tea candle with just enough air to burn. "You look a lot like him, but older. Maybe... maybe he was you."

The tears come back. I let them. This time, they're happy tears, and Grim is crying them, too. Vil allows a few more minutes to pass, just like that, before he lets go and resumes his task of unmatting the other half of my hair. Rook pulls away, too, and waves his magic pen.

A tape measure, like you see tailors using in movies, appears in the air in front of him for him to wrap around my waist with skillful hands. Soon, he's removed the tape measure from my waist in favor of wraping it around my chest, and then my arms, and then Vil tells him off for doing something unnecessary.

I laugh. "Say, Monseur Mystery, have you tried to use magic since you arrived?"

I ponder. "Not really."

Rook chuckles. "Facinating."

"Are you okay with others being let into the room, Yuu?" Vil's voice is soft and soothing. I'm a little jealous, but who cares?

"Go right ahead." The lump in my throat is gone now that Grim is purring happily in my arms, just enjoying the sensation of being pet. Rook leaves the room- still holding his tape measure, I notice- and the door shuts behind him. Surprisingly, I don't hear his footsteps as he walks away, even before the door is closed and blocking my view.

Less than a minute later, the door opens again, revealing Rook, Korrak, and Korrak's familiar, whose name I do not yet know. Rook waves his pen, cleaning the cat brush with magic, and starts brushing the strange oppossum as he brushed Grim.

"Hey, what's your name? I'm Grim!"

"Call me Mandible."

Well, I guess I have a name to go with both of my roommates now. Unlike Grim, Mandible needs only a few minutes of brushing before his fur is even and soft, at which point Rook measures him, waves his pen, and voilá: five small stacks of clothing appear on the counter.

"What are those?" Mandible is already poking at the piles by the time he thinks to ask. I wasn't expecting Mandible to be more talkative than Korrak, but I guess Grim and I are no better.

"Uniforms! The white one is a lab coat for alchemy, the violet one is a dorm uniform, the one next to the lab coat is a PE uniform, the one next to the dorm uniform is a school uniform, and the one in between the dorm clothes and lab coat are some ceremonial robes. All are sized exactly for Monseur Opossum, of course." Rook looks quite proud of himself.

"Myaah, neato! Do I get some?"

"But of course, Monseur Chat! If you'll allow me a moment..." Rook starts measuring Grim just like he did with Mandible, and Vil lets out a triumphant "Hah!"

"Finally conquered my hair?"

"Not entirely, but I'm done with the hard part." With this, Vil pulls out a brush- not a cat brush, just a regular human brush- and starts running it through my hair in a soothing rhythm. Tired from the short day's events, I allow it to lull me to sleep.

[kuroppiii]

DON’T FILE THOSE DIVORCE PAPERS. but i thought emma was boring i desperately need ur full take geek out plz tell me what I don’t see

i would NEVER divorce you pookie??

(us actually)

everyone gets film freaky in their own way!!! its ok!!!

two film essay posts in less than 24 hrs by ro, someone needs to sedate me or something

( sort of spoilers for emma (2020) under the cut , but nothing explicit , really )

!!! disclaimer i think to really fw regency-ish movies, kind of inherently calls for being into things like their original source material. and trust!! i know its not for everyone!!!

personally, i'm actually a big fan of reading those old and classical kind of books. as in, i have a full, clothbound, BOX SET, of jane austen's novels (emma being one of them). my literature teacher recommended me to read pride and prejudice ONCE and i've been hooked ever since.

yknow people joke that back then that it was all "oh my god you can't show your ankles!!!" and yeah, that's pretty much what it's like when you get down to reading novels from that time 😭 but that's what makes it so entertaining for me! the bridgerton series (which i also really like by association) is an easy example of this. i once saw someone say bridgerton plays out like a kdrama and YES!! that's the level of yearning and pining and slow burn i feed off of

upfront, i liked the movie–even from when its first trailer came out–because its aesthetics visually were just so nice. like yes!!! pastels!! pretty flowers!!! hats with feathers!! tea parties!!! big poofy dresses!!! (and anya taylor joy)

but it was when i watched it for a second time, i found a lot of why i like this specific adaptation of emma is because i think it really got across the vibe of jane austen's writing–especially the humor.

ok now stay with me: i'm not saying you have to read the whole original novel to get it, bc basically i would summarize the reason why the humor is so dry (when usually you would think this rich and old-fashioned vibe of a story should be much more over-the-top and dramatic) is because jane austen was always trying to make fun of all the social constructs of her time. especially for women! (heavy on how her works were ones of satire!)

like it all plays out so bare-bones that you just can't ignore how ridiculous everything sounds, which is what austen felt about all the rules and expectations emma and the other characters were trying to uphold the whole story. i also find that kind of humor from the movie very charming in a simple way, too.

the whole vibe of watching the movie and its characters is very much unserious, and it's a personal favorite in that watching it and listening to the soundtrack makes me feel ok to wallow in my emotions like the characters do. it's very cathardic in that way to me. but yeah by no means is it very action-packed or even conventionally "dramatic", so i get how it can wind up boring.

the character development of emma is always so interesting to me though. it's subtle, especially on the first watch, but it always warms my heart when she goes from thinking she's got everything figured out, to seeing the value of true friendship in harriet and even mrs. bates (MY FAV CHARACTER I CANNOT LIE SHE'S SO FUNNY), and that making her more open to questioning her and her life more, including not being as perfect as she once thought she was.

and that's really why we get that payoff with her and knightley, because he's known her all this time but when she finally recognizes her imperfections and embraces them, that newly found self-awareness us what pushes him over the edge in love. then we get that BEAUTIFUL confession scene under the tree. 🤭🌳

it very much fits the genre of a "romantic" movie, in that it romanticizes everything. but not to the point where it lets you forget what everyone's wants were, and that there were genuine struggles grappling with all those societal rules at the same time.

bc at the end of the day those rules were efforts meant to promote values that could hopefully lead a life of morality, responsibility/duty, and respect to others and yourself (arguably there are rules we face today that try to promote the same things, but they just look much different than rules about showing your ankles lol). i think in emma it's interesting to see just how each character tries to navigate those rules to get what they want out of life from them, and i think it's just a very beautifully-made film overall as well.

[effervescentdragon]

Oooooh how about a mean valentine prompt? Where A wants to confess to B on Valentine's Day but C gets to B first.

im... going through something xD i hope you like this friend <333!

He's going to do it today.

It's silly. He knows it's silly. It's Valentines Day, and it's the most obvious day to admit to your crush that they're your crush, but whatever. It's Valentines Day, and it's cliche for a reason.

Charles likes cliche's; that much he knows. He pretends he doesn't, he pretends he likes special things - daisies instead of roses, raspberry instead of strawberry, action movies instead of romantic ones - but he doesn't. The fact is, Charles is already special enough on his own - the fastest one of all of them racing, not that any one of them would ever admit it - and he thinks it makes it neccessary to be as special in everything else. It doesn't; he doesn't need to. Everyone can see how special he is, it's just that he, well; he pays closer attention than most. It's just the way he is as a person, really. He likes to watch, to observe, and it's proven helpful and important many times on track so far.

He kind of hopes it will prove equally important and fruitful in his love life, too.

Charles is a bit older than him, but that's okay. He doesn't want anything untoward to happen; of course not. He just wants to - he wants to come clean. To be honest with Charles, because they are friends, but he would kind of want to be - maybe a bit more. He's not sure; not really. He just wants, needs Charles to know that he's special just because he is - not because he drives fast, or because he likes special things.

So he's made a pros and cons list, and he's decided he's going to do it today. No matter what happens, he's going to do it, and he won't be a coward about it. It's going to be alright. Whatever happens, it's going to be alright.

He gives himself a pep-talk as he walks towards where Charles is already sitting at his desk in their makeshift-classroom, the one they always have when they're racing European cups. There is a pile of Valentine's cards in front of him already, and he isn't surprised. Charles gets a lot of cards every year. He pats his own shirt pocket, where the card he made by hand is.

He breathes in. He breathes out. He's going to do it.

He steps through the doorway and -

- Pierre is already at Charles' desk. He has a smile on his face, and he has a single rose in his hand. There is a lump in his throat suddenly, and he can't help it, he steps closer, because he has to hear what they are saying.

... except they are speaking French, because of course they are, why wouldn't they, and his French is sub-par, really. He should put aside more time for it in the future. He gives up on listening and just watches.

Everyone knows that Pierre and Charles are friends. That's a fact, and it's obvious by the way they gravitate towards each other at every race they have together. But everyone also knows that, while Charles is extremely likeable and charming despite being younger than most, Pierre really isn't. He's too prickly, and he's a bit of an asshole, really, especially when he races. He is a good racer, but all of them are, really, some better and some worse. Except Charles. Charles is exceptional.

The fact is, Charles and Pierre are friends. They've grown up together, and they like each other, and now that Pierre and Esteban aren't really talking anymore, it's even more obvious that Charles is Pierre's friend first and foremost, and that he took Pierre's side in whatever argument he's had with Esteban. He doesn't really speak to Esteban anymore, and if it's all three of them at a race, Pierre and Charles are almost inseparable. He doesn't know what happened between them; nobody does, but it's obvious that Pierre and Charles have been even closer after it.

He watches, now, as Pierre leans into Charles' space and whispers something to him. Charles blushes instantly, cheeks reddening to almost the same colour as the rose in Pierre's hand that he puts into Charles' hand in the next moment. It doesn't escape his notice how he holds onto Charles' fingers for far longer than it takes to transfer a flower from one hand to another, or how Charles doesn't move away, leaning further into Pierre's space. He watches how Charles mumbles something that makes Pierre blink twice, and then break out in the widest smile he'd seen the other boy manage ever since the whole Esteban thing happened. He watches as Pierre nods, and how he flicks Charles' nose, and how Charles doesn't even punch him back, only blushes even more intensely.

There is a weird pain in his chest. He rubs at his collarbone, unsure what to do, and then an arm wraps around his shoulders.

"Georgie, what are you doing? Spying on the competition?"

When he turns to meet Alex's grin, his chest still hurts and he doesn't know what to say, or how to act, but he knows he can't say anything to Alex. He shrugs a bit, careful not to dislodge Alex's arm from his shoulder. It feels like the only thing tying him to the Earth.

"No, just..." he trails off. Alex doesn't notice, or he doesn't want to notice, because he pulls on George, dragging him away from where Pierre and Charles are.

"Come on, I have some fancy KitKat's from Thailand for us," Alex says, and George lets him lead the way, because he - he can't. "Don't tell my trainer, though. Or my Mom," he adds carefully, looking around, and George still can't breathe properly, not really, but he may be breathing just a bit easier.

[yourfellowhuman07]

Where Do We Go Now?

A She-ra: Princess of Power 2018 fanfiction

The war is finally over. Prime is dead, the hive mind is broken, and everyone is reunited with their loved ones. However, there are some questions left unanswered. What will be the fate of Catra and Hordak? What are these new memories Wrong Hordak has? What is Etheria's place in the wider universe? Where do we go now?

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Chapter 12. Don't worry this is much shorter than Chapter 11.

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Chapter 12: You Are Going to What?

“You’re going to what?” Adora and Glimmer looked at Bow dumbfounded

“Look I know it sounds crazy but Hordak needs more friends, and how are we to trust him if all we know about him is what our parents told us? Adora didn’t you say you wanted to get to know him better.”

“I did say that, didn’t I?”

“Well then it’s settled: I’m going to try my best to become friends with Hordak, it might be difficult, but I will not back down from a challenge. Also, Entrapta said he isn’t bad when you get to know him so that gives me confidence.”

“Alright Bow, just don’t get disappointed when Hordak doesn’t want to be your friend, you know he isn’t the most… sociable.”

“I know Glimmer but right now Hordak needs a friend and I want to be that friend.”

“Yeah, you probably don’t want to mention that last part to him.” The best friend squad whipped their heads around to see Catra who seemingly teleported behind them.

“Why not?”

“If there is anything Hordak hates he hates being pitied, it hurts his pride and makes him feel inferior, which is another thing he hates.”

Bow tried to speak when he stopped to think.

Am I doing this out of pity?

Maybe.

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The movie had ended and Entrapta and Hordak sat comfortably in silence. At least the former did, the latter was debating in his head whether or not he would ask a question that had been in the back of his mind ever since his mind was disconnected from the hive mind.

“Entrapta, what has happened to Imp?”

Hordak had an odd relationship with Imp. It forever teetered between child and pet. He had the body language of a pet but the mind of a child, and sometimes it is even the opposite. Despite this Hordak cared for the little demon no matter how much of a headache he could be, and Hordak was terrified about what had happened to him.

Entrapta turned around to face Hordak.

“Oh my gosh I completely forgot to tell you about that, but don’t worry I tasked some of the old Horde soldiers with taking care of him. Their names were Lonnie, Kyle, and Ro-something.”

Hordak’s heart sunk to his chest, he knew who she was talking about. He knew the trio from them working with Adora and Catra. Lonnie he could trust, she was strong, confident, and had a good head on her shoulders. Rogelio was also fine, he was also strong and reliable and Hordak trusts both him and Lonnie with Imp. Kyle on the other hand was an entirely different entity. Hordak had constantly heard the complaints that he was a screw-up and a weakling and that he could not handle the simplest of tasks. While Hordak usually took those grievances with a grain of salt he still had his… concerns; however, Hordak knew that Entrapta would make a good decision.

“They updated me before the fight with Prime that they were safe and Imp was eating well. I’ll message them and tell them to come to Brightmoon so you can get him back.”

“Good, that is good…. Starlight, were you serious about us all staying with you in Dryl?”

“Of course Hordak I would love to have you three stay with me.”

“You are also aware that there are other clones that might be coming with TD and me?”

“Of course! The more the merrier. Speaking of Dryl I was thinking when we get back we could-”

Entrapta went on the babble about all the scientific excursions they will engage in once they returned to Dryl as Hordak listened calming him down and giving him some level of confidence for the future.

[ben-the-hyena]

I adored the Mario movie, probably the best Fillm ILMNT has ever made, but I didn’t like how Mario had to earn his dads and relatives love and respect by being cool, he deserved love and respect just for being a good person.

I didn't want to respond to this because it gets into spoiler territory but I did reblog a spoiler post about the same subject yesterday so

Well I do not see it like that at all. Mario's family already loved him and were proud of him, you see it how happy they are to see them walk in and the fact they ALL watched their commercial. But they are Mediterranean. As a Meditteranean myself, it is seen as motivating and encouraging to criticize your independant choices, and as just teasing to roast you. Especially men towards men since it is a little machist way of thinking therefore they need to "tough up" but it is encouraging their own way

Mario being in his 20's was raised in an American environment while his father and uncles have an accent suggesting they might have grown more with their Italian origins so he takes it badly as well as of course being low at the moment (as a Corsican who often fo through it I HATE it too, and I suspect if you are neurodivergent like I suspect I am you will too because it can be very stressing out, but you know that they don't mean it and it is in a way their way to encourage you thinking it will boost you up and to hide their own worries) while as you see they are all shocked that he is upset since it was not their goal. Mediterranean people are family oriented, and thus internally panic when the family safety choice isn't chosen (Luigi and Mario leaving their steady job for making their own). But when you do succeed, it is not out of hypocrisy that they then tell you they are proud and happy for you, because NOW they are relieved to see it worked after all. Plus, as the post I reblogged yesterday precises, see how Mario's dad wouldn't have mentionned it if he was not asked, meaning he was willing to keep his worries for himself and not ruin the mood, but then got carried away. And that himself didn't mean it to come off as hard since he wss surprised in the end with his "what ?"

Mario and Luigi did not earn their love and respect. They always loved them and the roasting is seen as harmless in Mediterranean society (in Corsica we call it macagna and can sound VERY MEAN OUT OF CONTEXT but is not a reflect of what the person thinks and they may be ready to punch someone else who says it) and the father's words were obviously meant to sound harsher than what he meant because he is worried about what future awaits for them after leaving a steady job, but just see how happy they are to have them for dinner. Plus, we saw they were dressed like that as babies, wouldn't you laugh and make fun if your nephew dressed up in their adult-sized toddler gears as their work uniform, and white gloves for a dirty (literally) work at that ?

In the end of the movie, seeing they almost lost them (when the Piranha plant eats them before their eyes, and after all they must have been missing for like 2 days), the dad no longer cares for the stoic and harsh Mediterranean paterfamilias way. He is too relieved to see they live and is also genuinely impressed (he saw them kick a fucking dragon by themselves !!!) So of COURSE he finally opens up and says he is proud. But he always felt it

And before anyone tells me "well then it's hypocrite to hate Encanto then since you justify it as Mediterranean family dynamic, Encanto is about Latino family dynamic", well no because it was handled much better in other movies like Coco or The Book of Life and because no matter the society it is NOT okay ro have a scapegoat and play favorites just because your life sucked and someone has to pay and you don't hesitate to publicly humiliate, encourage the others to be just as mean or neglecting and one fucking feels the need to banish himself so that you don't have to feel as bad as he had been made to feel for all his life by such a "loving family"

[fdrsamericanflagduckfloaty]

hi here's a rant about NATM/TA/real person tagging for a second because it hurts me when people don't tag right

Okay literally nobody else cares but, so, if you've ever explored character tags you know there may be one character name across different fandoms/games/movies/shows/books etc.

And one tag I keep going through is the (this is embarrassing) TR tag because I need my serotonin. Now, there's two different tags for him. Just two.

"Theodore "Teddy" Roosevelt Jr."

and

"Theodore Roosevelt (Night at The Museum)"

Now my MAIN problem is these two tags are often intertwined across three different sections.

The Alienist, a show from 2018 based around murders of young boys in NYC, but also a book (Show originated from book) by Caleb Carr.

Night at The Museum, 1-4 (or 1-3 if you deny 4 exists), a movie series of exhibits coming to life at night.

and history, like, real history, Political RPF / Historical RPF / 20/21/19th century RPF. Don't ask why it's not in order.

And the problem stems from the NaTM section.

The "Theodore Roosevelt (Night at The Museum)" tag has 286 works. 281 are NaTM fics. Now it says there's multiple in Until Dawn and Harry Potter and shit but like that's not even true so we'll ignore that.

The "Theodore "Teddy" Roosevelt Jr." tag has 451 works. However, that includes The Alienist and Newsies and any other misc. fandoms. However, the first result I get is a NaTM fic which is also grouped in the (Night at The Museum) tag version. This could be an AO3 system problem, but my next point proves it isn't always.

I see a lot of fics, whether it be The Alienist or NaTM or not, tag him as just Teddy Roosevelt. Well the problem there is it's going to redirect you to the "Theodore Roosevelt (Night at The Museum)" tag and not "Theodore "Teddy" Roosevelt Jr.". I can imagine it's because the NaTM tag is frequently "Teddy Roosevelt (Night at The Museum)" instead.

But at the same time, a lot of The Alienist fics tag him as Teddy Roosevelt as well. That, again, leads you to the NaTM tag instead. I know this bc I just did it but if you need screenshots lemme know and I'll reblog w/ screenshots but just be specific of what you want.

But as I looked, the subtag section is the NaTM tag. That means that tag is grouped into the non-NaTM tag almost automatically. BUT that doesn't explain why there's more NaTM fics in the non-NaTM tag than there is in the NaTM tag.

For my NaTM fics, I tag it as "Theodore Roosevelt (Night at The Museum)". That's because I don't want to come across my OWN fics immediately while searching. Now, it's going to happen, obviously, subtags-parent-tags are the same thing virtually, subtags derive from parent-tags (at least I'm assuming). But some fics are just tagged as "Theodore "Teddy" Roosevelt Jr." and it genuinely confuses me on why the NaTM tag isn't the one used.

Here's the parent-tags section for the IRL tag:

As you can see it's The Alienist, Newsies, CE RPF, and... that's it. Not Night at The Museum.

The subtag category, however:

Now, when you go into "Theodore Roosevelt (Night at The Museum)" and open up the tag-relation section, you see this in the Parent tags:

So you absolutely CAN'T tell me they're grouped into the exact same tag as a parent tag because they aren't.

I think this is really just a mix of author-tagging and AO3-system-tagging, but, as a last piece, whenever you write NaTM fic and he's in it, please, do THIS:

and NOT this:

Because not only is it the right tagging and helps not fuck with the system, but it's incredibly helpful to me.

And if you write The Alienist fanfiction and he's present, yes, PRESENT, because there's fics without his tag that have him in it, or fics with him in it that DON'T have his tag, then use the second tag above, the "Theodore "Teddy" Roosevelt Jr." tag, NOT the NaTM tag, OR "Teddy Roosevelt".

"Teddy Roosevelt" once again refers to "Theodore Roosevelt (Night at The Museum)" and NOT "Theodore "Teddy" Roosevelt Jr.".

Also just a side-note: the "Theodore Roosevelt Jr. (1887-1944)" tag is Ted Jr., TR's eldest son, hgjjn he had a tag but it had no works but now the only work in there is mine. So if you see it pop up and you're hella confused then that's why. Now it actually has a work and isn't an empty tag cause wtf was that for

So uh yeah that's it thanks for coming to my TEDDYTalk

[coolbeansbuddyofmine]

ro I know we rarely interact but curious about ✨ and adding the 🌈 for funsies <3

HI SEL!! i've been so ia for the longest time and im still in the middle of a lot of work but i have the time to take a breath it feels like

also yay thank u for ur ask!!

✨What's a fic you've posted you wish you could breathe life into again and have people talking about it? (or simply a fic you wish got more credit)

so, as per usual, i'm not a concise person so i'll give two varieties of answers for this between my finished fics and my to-be-completed ones (bc i will finish all my fics one day---they're incomplete not abandoned)

so finished fics:

so my contenders are between both of these because they were really specific ideas that either i had (in the case of the lawschool fic) or that were sent to me (the f4 fic) and i had a lot of fun writing it. the general speed of the actual writing was very very fast because i was so invested and i knew what i would write too.

of course, my popular fics like the famous aus in vincenzo fandom and the countless f4 fics were very very fun too, but they get their due credit. i think these are some of my (if i can say this even) more "underrated" fics so to speak. people do like them and all, but i think i like it much more than people do, if that makes sense.

i want to have the same energy as a writer bc i find myself lacking it that i had when i was writing this approximately a year before, and the same strength of my brainrot ideas that motivate me to write.

for my unfinished fics:

so the fiery priest fic was the product of a fever dream at night that i spent furiously writing down in a notebook as soon as i woke up, and i think it's one of my best works personally. if you've watched the show, i highly encourage you to read this fic of mine. i think it deals with the emotional genres of second chance romance, enemies to lovers, angst that i think are my strengths. so yes, if the fandom were more popular, i think (hope) it'd get the due credit it deserves.

the vincenzo fic is really a labour of love (as are all my fics, but this one a bit more so). i love intolerable cruelty the movie, and i think men who think of themselves as tough pining for the strong as needles unbreakable woman is beautiful trope and i believed it'd translate well to the show. i just enjoyed writing it so much, and i'm so cognizant of all my unfinished fics that i know exactly what i need to finish, my ideas that i had because my entire ao3 page is a labour of love for me in between a hectic college and work live juggling school and 5 jobs and extracurriculars. so, yeah, i hope my vincenzo mutuals show this fic the love i have for it.

🌈is there a fic that you worked *really fucking hard on* that no one would ever know? maybe a scene/theme you struggled with?

i think the easy answer to this one is:

so, this ended my two-ish month hiatus and i've not published anything since though i've written a lot of fanfic and other creative works as well. long story short, this was a very difficult and heartfelt piece for me that was less a fanfic and more a personal, third-person essay towards my mental state at the time after a very painful breakup with my longterm partner and then a subsequent short-lived fling/situationship that went from 5 to 90 in very little time and also ended badly. i've since been just healing from that sort of, and this particular piece was the rawest i'd felt right after both instances and i was very emotionally spent and used and unstable.

(i'm much better now! if any of y'all were wondering <3)

the better, proper answer(s) as a writer would be:

so, the nevertheless fic, as a character study was honestly an ugly exploration into myself because i relate to bitna as a person painfully so. i've been her (pretty recently too) and while our situations are/were different, i think the emotional resonance within us is strong and so while it started off as something fun, it became a challenging exploration of the self disguised as a character study. (i realize this is a similar answer to the previous fic but idc)

for the lawschool fic, i love hanahaki and i love angst. like i'll read and angst and i'll cry and i'll enjoy that sweet sweet pain and emotional catharsis and there's an alternate ending version to this in my drafts somewhere that made me ugly-cry claire danes circa romeo and juliet style and i think grief and unrequited love is so deeply personal to me as a theme i fucking love it.

thanks sel for your ask!! as per usual, i wasnt concise at all but i did say i wouldnt be in the beginning.

love,

coolbeans (ro)

link to the original post if anyone else wants to ask me more! i'm finally back (proper) for the better i think <3 ask me more things im currently accepting prompts <3 !!!

[doriana-gray-games]

Some RO holiday celebration headcanons ✨

- Modern AU

(And let’s say they have all been dipping into the wine, which is the reason for them being so dramatic. And not me being overtly dramatic in my writing…)

Watson

W: looks forward to the food most of all. They eat it in sections, starting with the cold, and the least favourite items. Then onto the warm, and leaving their favourite bite last on the plate. Then onto desserts—which is honestly when they have eaten so much food they are now only barely conscious from food coma.

- what’s your favourite food item today?

W: “Excellent question, Sherlock. I think the apple pie was unusually scrumptious this year. But, so was the cheese… and what about the sausages, Sherlock?! How could I do them the disservice—how could I ever choose just the one?! Don’t ask me such a question Sherlock, I can’t bear it!”

Lestrade

L: looks forward to the annual tv/movie event where everyone huddles together to watch some tradition holiday themed thing—which they secretly adore! They also really like the moment when someone opens a present they have given and show genuine happiness.

- do you like the movie/tv-show?

L: “No—I don’t—why do you—I don’t. Not anymore than, than is usual. That would be ridiculous. I prefer serious, daaark movies. Not this heartwarming and wholesome and happy ending drivel... Don’t tell Adler.”

Adler

A: enjoys making bad jokes and winking under the mistletoe. But also singing songs as a group (but singing the best and loudest), spending time together with loved ones, and having a blast ✨ would probably win if there is a card game, unless Sherlock also cheats.

- you are cheating, aren’t you?

A: “Me? Cheating? I wouldn’t dare. Now, hand me my final card or I will be forced to enact the Lestrade rule. You know, how, when Lestrade loses and delays the game by throwing their cards into the air, it’s tradition to make them drink an extra shot for being both a loser and a sore one—the Lestrade rule.”

L: “That’s not a rule! Twice does not make it a rule!”

Hamish/Helena

H: it would not be their scene, like, at all. But they handle it remarkable. And you almost don’t notice when they sneak outside as the rest of the group is distracted by Adler forcing Lestrade to sing a duet.

- what’s wrong?

H: “Aah… Sherlock, You found me. And here I was, being so careful.

Oh, do not look so sad. You could not help it, even if I did tell you.

Rather, could I convince you to stay here, with me? For but a moment longer…

The stars have never looked so bright.”

Mrs Hudson

Mrs Hudson is very happy to have everyone over! ❤️ she would have made most of the food herself despite the maid saying it’s not “what is done.”

Mrs H: “—what’s done is what I say is done! Oh, no, no. Now, hand me the dish, Sherlock prefers it the other way—no, I’ll do it. All needs to be perfect, just perfect.

They’re all coming tonight, you see.

I know. It’s more company than an old lady like me should have to care for, but I do so prefer commotion to a dull and dreary empty house.

And you will see, If I make the perfect dinner, then none of them will want to spend Christmas alone, or anywhere else, not ever again. I’m sure this pudding will make all the difference to it!”

Happy holidays!

💝🎁🎄

[minthe-lover]

You know what gets me about demonizing demeter. It would NOT be hard ro rewrite her to actually be dislikeable. They spend so much time trying to show how she's not good, but they somehow keep accidently disproving their point.

Now I'm all for Demeter here, since from her perspective her daughter, who is a god and possibly high risk due to fertility whatever, is born on earth, and she tries to give an idealic life. Yeah, she is hsrd on her and can be alot but many mothers are. Her daughter isn't happy with some of Demeter's choices raising her, and that's typical (I love my mom to bits, but she wasn't perfect. Tis life) her daughter then goes off to olympus, starting hanging around a god as old as her, and is abandoning her studies to be with the guy. Hell no. Now, I'll give Persephone the benifit that yeah Demeter made things limiting not allowing her to talk to other gods and venture out. (Especially not knowing conputers, banking, and other lifeskills. I find that the meanest thing.) Feeling like she could only be one thing and could do things her way (wild spring). That would piss any TEENAGER off. Demeter could be demanding and as a person with a mom who liked to push me, I get it. It can be annoying. But this is not enough for the story to justify antagonist/villian status. That's "disney movie where the parent is at odds with their kid but by the end of the movie they both see each others way, and the parent was never a villian just one side of the conflict, but the story of their relationship was the driving force of the movie" status.

I think it would not be too hard to rewrite to succeed in making her an antagonist by being too smothering. Good intentions but overall harmful can be done. Focus more on how she limited Persephone developing and growing as a person. Make it stricter. Show more of how persephone's childhood causes her hardship. The problem is that if that happened...Persephone wouldn't be super perfect. It can't be stuff like just new to conputers or not having a bank account,which got fixed well enough. She has to really struggle more and make it a main force in her life how much her mother has supressed and limited her. Not a little "tee hee! Banks are evil and I don't know computers." Show her overwhelmed by the modern world more. Show it more. I know she struggles, but it more felt like little idiosyncrasies than huge problems. Show her feeling isolated more, and REAL isolation. Maybe isolation on Olympus from being such an outsider. Like even more.

Idk. This shouldn't be hard to do! It shouldn't be hard to write her as an antagonist but they f-ed it up. This all could have been easier is persephone wasn't 17! Limiting a 17/18 year old...yeah I get. They'renew to this real world thing. But, 100s of year old god. It would make Demeter's actions seem more cruel since it's been so much longer and they're much older and deserve independence and less control more.

Idk. I had alot of thoughts. I just think I could write this better.

^^^^^^^^

You make a ton of great point! And they are wonderfully put.

Imma just add on a few things, mainly about Demeter banking and computer ones... Cause yes Demeter didn't teach but she taught her all the skills she needs to figure out herself.

We see when the nymphs comes to visit Persephone and hades that Persephone is knowledgable enough about accounting to be able to deal with the books. While she she was never taught directly about banks but she taught her as much information she could so that is she ever got to that point she would be okay.

That and Persephone explains that Demeter taught her banks are corrupt.. and given that hades owns the banks and how hades has generally treated Demeter in the past I feel like that's well placed.

That and just... How quick Persephone early picks up how to use her laptop and phone.. in like a day-

The only thing she struggles with is the program at her job... And even then she figures a way around it. That along with how since it's explained later that the nymphs have an illegal radio.. I'm assuming that Demeter couldn't have brought computer for her to learn in the mortal realms safely-

Last point is how alot of the Demeter is super overbearing and a terrible mother stuff... Is alot tell don't show. The worst we get showing this is the one scene we actually see pushing Persephone to work harder and and a few pictures of her with medals looking a little less then pleased.

Most of the time we see her being "horribly smoothering" is spent with shots of Persephone alone and useally skinny dipping. Like you said were told that Demeter is a terrible mother but are given nothing to really show it.

[mmagnusbluu]

You really got me ~ Eddie Munson 03.

Summary: Eddie x Male! Insert. Not sure what to put here, we'll see as we go.

Warning: Slight homophobia and mentions of puke & blood 👍 fun, we need a little angst.

Rowan sat up from the couch, looking around at the now pretty dark room. He popped his neck and looked down at Eddie, realizing where he was. "Shit-" he stood up, fumbling over and grabbing his stuff.

Eddie shifted and sat up from the couch. "Ro..?" he called out. Rowan looked over at Eddie, then up at the clock. 2:35.

He went over to where Eddie laid and leaned down, kissing his cheek. "I have to leave.." he said and pushed the messy, brown hair away from the males face.

"You'll be back.." Eddie reached up and cupped his face, kissing him again. All Rowan wanted to do was melt right to him, but he pulled away after a second.

"I'll see you later.." he let go of Eddie and left out the door. He fished for his keys in his pocket, unlocking the door before he got in. He started up the engine and pulled away from Eddie's place.

He sighed softly as he drove into the night, God damn this was going to be one hell of a house break in. He wasn't about to be caught by his mom.

=---^---------^---=

Rowan pulled up to his house and quietly locked his doors, before he snuck around back and strategically got in through his window. He usually kept it unlocked, not smart but do able.

He was able to get in through the window, fumbling against the carpet before standing up and turning to see his little brother.. sitting in a chair in his room.

"Hey.. Ducky" Rowan had always called Dustin that name, Ducky, because when he was younger he would smile wide and he had called him ducky since he thought his younger brother looked like a little cartoon duck. Dustin wasn't bothered by it, so it always stuck.

"It's almost 3am" He said, his legs crossed like he was some evil scientist.

"I was out at my friend's house.. wait a minute- I am older than you? Why do you care?"

"Because I care about you, and so do your.. friends" Dustin stared "You have no friends besides Steve and Robin, so who could it even be?"

Rowan put a hand over his chest, sarcastically offended. "I have other friends than just them"

"So who did you hang out with?"

"None of your damn business" He laughed and pulled his hair back into a bun. "Now go to bed! You have school tomorrow"

Dustin stood up "So do you!"

"Yeah but I'm good at my craft, I can not sleep for hours and still get by in school" Rowan took off his jacket.

"Fine.. Fine! Goodnight" he sighed.

"Love you!" Ro called out with a laugh, before he changed and collapsed on his bed, going back to sleep.

=---^--------^---=

Between the next few weeks, Eddie and Rowan had hung out some more. Mainly just watching movies and getting high, and other than that it was it. Part of Rowan felt bad that he just sneaking around with Eddie, he hung around him at school but none of their friends ever connected anything. He didn't tell Steve or Robin, or Dusty. Dusty doesn't even know he likes guy, the only reason the school knows is because almost everyone is a homophobic asshole.

Rowan stood at his locker, contemplating a lot of things as he put up his books and rummaged through random shit.

He closed the metal door and looked over to see Eddie, scared the shit out of him too. "Jesus- Fucking christ, Munson"

Eddie smiled "I told you one day I would get you"

"Yeah do It again and my fist is gonna fly right at your face" Rowan shrugged his bag over his back before walking down the hall with Eddie.

"So, I'm thinking for tonights campaign that we could-" Eddie started to go on about his Dungeons and Dragons campaign. Rowan was invited to sit in in the club, to which he did. He never played though, he kind of just sat by and watched them play.

Rowan just liked to see how happy he is when he is able to outsmart the rest of his players. He always gets to excited over playing it. The way he smiles whenever something goes his way, or the way the light shines against him as he goes into the story before asking players their moves. It came to hit him that he really missed being around Eddie, he felt bad for shutting him out before. Come to think of it, he knows more about Eddie than Eddie knows about Rowan, he doesn't tell him much.. just listens.

They stopped in front of Rowan's first class, and Eddie looked at him. Rowan realized he wasn't listening to a word he said, but he sure as hell acted like it.

"How does that sound? It would be a lot of fun if maybe you.. Joined the campaign-" Eddie poked his shoulder, pushing him a bit. Rowan just laughed.

"You know I don't play dnd.. but the idea sounds great, So i'll be there.. Just sitting in like usual" he smiled.

Eddie sighed and stumbled back, reaching a hand out "You're killing me Henderson!" Rowan laughed at him and looked him up and down.

"I'll see you later, nerd"

"Have fun in your history class with whats his face.."

"You know I won't" Rowan smiles before going into the class.

=---^--------^---=

Rowan walked into the boy's bathroom around lunch time. He has just walked through the door before he was pulled into a locker at random, a hand covering his mouth. He went to fight back before he heard a voice and he stared at the alleged person trying to kill him.

"Henderson! It's just me" Eddie stared at him. "Calm down.."

Rowan pulled Eddie's hand away from his mouth and whispered "What the hell are you doing.."

"Nothing I just.. ditched 3rd period so I wasn't able to see you in class, I missed it" he smiled

"We're in a school bathroom, Munson, this is disgusting"

Eddie grabbed him by his waist and pulled him in. "I could care less"

"Are you sure we're not gonna be caught?"

"No.. No we're fine.." He put a reassuring hand against his cheek, smiling. Rowan could only smile back.

"You're such a weirdo.." he looped his arms around his shoulders and leaned in closer.

"You drive me insane, Ro" he said before kissing him. He ran his hands gently up his shirt like he had down many times before, Rowan tangled his hands through his hair. He couldn't believe this was currently happening but god was it.

He tried to enjoy every moment of this, he could care less if he was missing lunch. Missing the small conversations with his friends.. he was caught up in the moment.

The way his fingers danced over his skin made him feel fuzzy, or warn like the spark of a lighter. Rowan raked his hands through Eddie's shaggy hair, not having a single care in the world.

A loud banging erupted from the bathroom door, not the stall door, but the bathroom door in general. All the sudden, Rowan's stomach sank and he pushed away from Eddie. He pushed Eddie out of the stall and locked the stall door. He didn't know what that was suppose to do, but he was hoping Eddie would go along and improvise with it.

Suddenly a couple Jocks strolled in and said "What are you two freaks doing in here? Kissing or something"

Panic settled in deep inside of Rowan, but Eddie answered his question just denying it all.

I slowly walked out of the stall, making it look like I was just washing my hands.

"Now look, the other queer has come out to play too" One of them spoke up.

"I don't know what your talking about, why don't you just mind your own business.. asshole" Rowan said as he ran my hands under the water.

"What? Mad that we ruined your little make-out session?"

"Just back off? Nothing happened? We just happened to walk in around the same time.." the water turned off as Ro grabbed some paper towels.

"Suree, whatever you say.."

"Look, you're itching for a fight you don't want" Rowan glared at him.

"Yeah and what are you gonna do about it? Flash a little camera and then cry to your mommy?" one of them spoke up again. Rowan just stayed silent.

"You heard him, back off" Eddie said, leaning up against a wall near him.

"Nobody is talking to you freak.." The jock turned to Rowan. "I'm talking to you right here since you think you're big and tough" Rowan continued to stay silent.

"What are you gonna do? do nothing?" He walked up to him and pushed him "Hey I'm talking to you queer. Hey-" he pushed him again.

Rowan had enough and swung his fist, hitting him dead in the jaw before grabbing the back of his head and slamming it into a wall. He watched as he slid down in agony, grabbing onto his nose as it rushed with blood and scrape had appeared just at the left side of his forehead.

Rowan turned to the others and said "Do you want that to happen to you?" they just shifted and stared at each other. "Get the fuck away from me"

The jocks ended up leaving quicker than they came, and Eddie clapped as the other jock on the floor stumbled his way out. Probably to the nurse.

Ro turned to Eddie and he smiled at him. However, Rowan's face was blank, and his stomach twisted.

"You are.. amazing, Henderson" Eddie hummed as he walked over to him, going to grab him.

Rowan moved back a bit, a little bit of a flinch. "I have to go.. I'll see you later Eds.." he looked up, his words made Eddie worry.

"What?" he asked "What's wrong?"

Rowan opened his mouth but his words got choked in the back of his throat and he couldn't say anything. He just shook gis head "We'll talk later.." and with that he walked out.

Rowan stormed off down the hall, he felt dizzy and nauseous. He didn't even grab his stuff in his locker, he just walked over through one of the back doors and made his way to his van. He didn't know why but he was just.. leaving. He was ditching school. He had to leave whatever just happened.

He got into his car and drove out of there like it was nobody's business. He didn't remember the drive home, all he remembers is pulling il to his house and getting in there. He shut the door harshly and moved through the house. He passed his mom to which he hears her say

"Why are you home from school?" he just covered his mouth and quickly walked passed her into the bathroom. "Rowan? Rowan what is going on-" He slammed the bathroom door shut and immediately fell to the ground

Before he knew it he was throwing up from the major nerves down inside of him. He pulled his hair away as he continued to puke.

When he was able to take a breath he looked up to see his mom in the door, she just stared at him. He didn't even have to say anything, she didn't even have to say anything, she just knew something was wrong.

"Take a shower.. and go lay down-" his mom sighed "Just.. I'm gonna get you some medicine" Rowan nodded and got up.

He felt off, he felt twisted at the stomach. All he wanted to do right now was lay in his bed for the rest of his life and rot away on his sheets. He didn't even know why, but he just wanted everything to go away.

=---^---------^---=

After showering, Rowan laid curled up in his bed. He was clutching onto one of his pillows as he curled up in the middle of the bed. No blanket, he was sweating to death and just had his eyes closed.

He felt bad for leaving Eddie like that, it made him feel like a shitty person. However, he had to leave. He didn't even know how to even think of what had happened there..

One minute he couldn't care about anything but the one person there with him, the next minute he had punched a guy and felt terribly nervous and sick over everything.

He was overwhelmed by the fact that he had even let himself get close to Eddie at this point, he thought that maybe he should just shut everything down and run like he did before.

Then he started to think again.. Eddie is the only person who sees him. Almost everyone knows Rowan around the school, wether for being gay or for just being a chill person. However, Eddie was one of the only person who saw past that. The one person consistent enough to get his attention, no matter if they talked or what.

Eddie had been trying to get Rowan's attention all the time, even after Rowan stopped hanging out w him. He was so patient, but so attention grabbing too.

His heart ached and he curled up tighter to the pillow. He shut his eyes tightly and just laid there. He didn't know what he was gonna do now.. He didn't know what he was gonna do ever.

=---^-------^---=

LOL SORRY THIS IS LATE LOL SHSHSSHH

Y'all I'm getting writers block again, also i'm glad y'all are reading this and liking this like- hello?? damn hi everyone 💀

[a-small-batch-of-dragons]

Perfectly Fine

Prompt: Hi! I would love to read something from you featuring asexual Remus! - anon

it is project onto fictional characters hour my dudes

Read on Ao3

Warnings: discussions of the reality of being a sex-repulsed ace in a very allo world, nothing explicit

Pairings: none you heathens

Word Count: 1358

It takes them longer to figure it out than it should have and honestly, that’s on them.

But Remus is Remus, and that's perfectly fine.

It takes them longer to figure it out than it should have and honestly, that’s on them.

So it’s no secret that Remus’s particular sense of humor is equally as derived from what he finds funny and what makes the others the most uncomfortable. Logan did an analysis of it once and the results were 49%-51%. Which one is which varies but the quantities are incredibly consistent.

The trick is figuring out that the balance applies to Remus too.

And sure, the idea of Remus being uncomfortable is…difficult to remember sometimes, given that, you know, he’s Remus, but it’s there! It’s worth remembering! He’s a Side too! But considering his metric for ‘uncomfortable’ is wildly different from everyone else’s, it’s easy for them to overlook it. Maybe he gets some excitement out of grossing himself out too, maybe there’s a sick thrill in seeing just how close he can get himself to vomiting, honestly, who knows. Remus is Remus and that’s perfectly fine.

So here’s the big one that, again, took them way too long to figure out.

Remus is asexual. Not just asexual, sex-repulsed asexual.

Let’s reiterate: Remus is Remus and that’s perfectly fine.

It just…took them by surprise, is all.

“Wait,” Logan says, adjusting his glasses, “you’re asexual?”

“Those are the words I used,” Remus says, his head hanging off the couch.

“I—I heard you, I am…simply surprised,” Logan settles on, closing his notebook and setting it aside. “I would not have guessed that Thomas’s Sides would have different sexualities or romantic orientations.”

“What does it matter, Pocket Protector?”

“It doesn’t, it’s interesting to me.”

“Does that mean that all of us could potentially have different sexualities?” Patton’s head pokes above the counter as he digs for the good muffin tray—not the one Janus swiped three hours ago, of course not—in the cabinets. “Or no?”

Logan shrugs. “I imagine it would be possible, though I find it likely that at least some of us share Thomas’s.”

“My ears are burning,” Roman announces, plopping onto the couch next to his brother, “what incredibly gay thing are we talking about now?”

“Yeesh, Princey,” Virgil mutters, recovering from flinching horribly into the chair, “don’t do that, you scared the hell outta me.”

“Sorry, Virgil.” Roman taps Remus’s leg, hanging up over the back of the couch next to his head. “Why’re you upside-down?”

“Why’re you right-side up?”

“Remus…prompted a discussion on sexualities,” Logan says carefully, sparing a glance at Remus, “and we were debating the question of if we, as Thomas’s Sides, all have different sexualities.”

Remus kicks Roman in the head. “Told them I’m ace.”

“Oh, that makes more sense.”

“Really, and here I thought Remus beginning a complex introspective conversation was the height of character accuracy.”

“Payback,” Virgil sniggers as Roman startles horribly as Janus appears from behind the couch. “All jokes aside, I’m with L, I, uh, didn’t expect Remus to be ace.”

“Why not?”

Janus scoffs. “Couldn’t be the number of sex jokes you make on a daily basis, not at all.”

Remus shrugs.

“I think it’s just surprising considering how comfortable you are making the jokes, kiddo.”

“The fuck makes you think I’m comfortable with them?”

“Lang—what?” Patton’s head pops up again.

“A wild Patton appears!”

“Has Thomas…ever been interested in Pokémon?”

“What do you mean, comfortable?” Patton tilts his head, focused entirely on Remus and not the others making Pokémon jokes. “Are—are you not comfortable?”

“Remus isn’t exactly known for his ‘comfortable’ sense of humor, Padre,” Roman says, leaning back on the couch to make eye contact around Remus’s legs.

“But—but that—hold on.” Patton stands up—“ah! More Wild Patton!”—and puts his hands on the counter. “Remus, why would you make jokes that make you uncomfortable?”

Remus eyes him from upside-down. “Why does anyone do anything?”

“Sheer, absolute boredom, yeah, yeah, we get it,” Virgil sighs, “but it’s a good question, Remus.”

Remus just shrugs, only for it to dislodge him from his precarious position and slide toward the floor. Roman watches him collapse into a graceless heap and rolls his eyes, lying down on the couch.

“Hey! You stole my spot!”

“You’re the one who moved. Hey—!” Roman squawks in surprise as Remus throws himself on top of him. “You’re squishing me!”

“Too bad for you.”

“Remus,” Janus says softly, “are you…does sex make you uncomfortable?”

“Like maggots are crawling through my bones!”

The living room is quiet for a moment, enough to make Remus push himself up and stare around at them.

“What?”

“Sex isn’t something shameful, Remus,” Patton says patiently—and wow, isn’t that a surprise— “I promise.”

Remus rolls his eyes. “I know that, it just makes me want to rip all of my skin off and start over.”

“Why?”

“It’s bad enough I have to live in this meat sack,” he grouses, flopping back down and eliciting a soft ‘oof’ from Roman, “don’t need to be consciously reminded of it.”

“...‘meat sack?’”

“Oh, sorry, Lolo, ‘flexible container of mostly water.’”

“That’s not—well, yes, I suppose that is more accurate,” Logan says as he adjusts his tie, “but why would you choose to refer to your body as a meat sack?”

Remus shrugs. “’S not like I’d choose to be in this fucking thing. Evolution fucked up when it made us this way, at least we aren’t fucking horses. Oh, hey—“

“No,” Roman interrupts, “no jokes about that.”

“Spoilsport.”

“Remus?”

“What do you want, Snake-Face?”

“Are you…uncomfortable with your body?”

“Every day! It’s awful! I wish I didn’t have one!” At Janus’s muffled noise of heartbreak, Remus cranes his neck to look up at him. “Oh, relax, I’m fine, discomfort is part of my existence.”

“But it shouldn’t have to be.”

Remus huffs a sigh when he realizes that everyone else is looking at him with a similar amount of concern. Well, except Roman, but Roman gets it so that makes sense.

“I may or may not be being slightly dramatic, I am fine.”

“Can confirm,” Roman hums lazily, “comes with the Creativity gig.”

“Look, I just don’t like that it’s—it’s—“ Remus’s gaze lands on Patton— “look, Cookie Monster over there is allergic to cats, right?”

Logan frowns, glancing back and forth between them. “Yes, what does—“

“He’s not gonna die from it and he can still be around them, he’s just hyperaware of when there are cats and he can’t spend a lot of time around them without being really uncomfortable, right?”

Logan blinks in surprise. “Yes, I understand what you’re saying. Very clever analogy.”

“I am Creativity, you nitwit.”

He rolls his eyes fondly. “Of course.”

“So,” Virgil says cautiously, waving a hand at him, “you’re…good?”

“Yep. Goody-goody gumdrops, that’s me.”

“As long as you never say that again, fine.”

Roman gives him a hug. “I’m proud of you, Re, coming out is hard. Especially when you have to give people a vocabulary lesson when you do it.”

“Thanks, Ro-Bro.” Remus’s grin widens. “Does that mean I get to pick the movie for tonight?”

“What? No! It’s my pick! Hey! Hey!” Roman squeals as Remus starts to poke his belly. “Don’t! Dohohon’t!”

“Let me pick!”

“No!”

“Boys,” Janus sighs, reaching out and using his six arms to separate the twins, “that’s enough. Roman, what movie are we watching?”

“Pacific Rim.”

“Hey, wait, that’s what I was gonna pick!”

“See? There you go.”

Logan perks up immediately. “Does this mean we finally get to watch a movie with no romantic subplot?”

“And batshit physics.”

“We can overlook the batshit physics.”

“Whoa, L, what happened to you?”

“I…may have a greater appreciation for the cinematic depictions of the machinery.”

Patton just rolls his eyes and gets back to searching for the muffin pan. No movie night is complete without fresh baked goods. Ah, there it is, although he could’ve sworn he looked there a few moments ago…

Anyway, they end the conversation in the same place it started.

Remus is Remus, and that’s perfectly fine.

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[kalorphic]

Me, after reading that ask about the ros talents/hobbies: So K is very flexible huh? Interesting... 👀 Does that mean... they and MC could... practice yoga together??

Lmao, jk jk but since we are on this topic, could you tell us what activities would the ros choose to spend some time with the MC?? (Like, would they prefer to do something outdoorsy like going hiking or maybe something more chill like watching a movie together, idk if I'm explaining this correctly but oh well).

I'm loving what you've told us of the story so far but what I'm in love most of all are the characters, they're just asdjajjskajska😍, I'll give my heart to all of them if I didn't need it to, well, live i guess but it's the thought that counts?? Also, your answers to these asks make everything 10 times better, you seem like a really cool human so I'm excited to see how you bring this story to life.

Wow this ask got longer than I thought it would, ups? Well, thanks for coming up with such lovable characters, take care of yourself and remember to stay hydrated!!! (And sorry if any of this is weirdly worded, English is not my first language but I really wanted to send this)

My heart is melting right now, I’m not sure this is healthy, but what the heck! This ask is too cute! Please don’t literally give your heart to the ROs though, as you said you’re gonna need your ticker. Haha thank you sm, but I just used the word ticker unironically, I am in fact actually an 80yo trapped in a 20yo body. I’m so glad that you’re excited though!!!❤️

I mean I don’t know if you’re joking or not, but K actually does do yoga (and so do I! I really recommend it!). So yeah, do yoga with K and try not to get too distracted *wink wonk*.

I got to the end of this ask and saw that English wasn’t your first language and was like huh??? I’m pretty sure you write better English than most English people so don’t worry about that!

As for your ask, it’s going under the cut to shorten this a little lol!

K would do anything that involves being active with you: yoga, hiking, rock climbing, or swimming just to name a few. However, they also love the idea of curling up with you indoors while you both do your own things.

A would love to take you to museums or monuments, anything historical really, and what’s even better is they know loads of really niche sites that tourists don’t really know about!

Reese would love to take you onto the rooftop garden above their penthouse apartment (if you aren’t afraid of heights) to either stargaze with them, or just watch the world go by.

Luisa would take you to all her favourite little cafes/restaurants, she knows all the owners and they all love her, so expect a lot of free desserts.

Cody loves to party, so if you were comfortable with that, they’d love to take you with them. If it wasn’t something you were comfortable with then Cody would like to cuddle on the sofa watching films with you.

Noah would love you to accompany them for a dog walk and picnic in some of the most beautiful parks you’ll ever see.

Thank you for your ask and take care of yourself as well!