#as for the catman thing. no comment :)

[moonshadowslament]

CAN SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN SOMETHING FOR ME BECAUSE THERE IS TWO WAYS THIS SHIT CAN GO

i read a lot of stories about the band, from sexcapades to overdoses to just weird stuff they did. i was perusing tiktok and heard a ton of stories involving the 70s lineup for KIϟϟ—mainly being antisemitic towards gene and fatshaming him.

so you can kind of see my (very fucking angry) confusion with this next thing.

i heard the word “oven”, along with paul’s name & gene’s name. again, this can go two ways, & one of the options is very, very bad.

i love KIϟϟ with all of my heart & i know all of them have done at least two or three not-so-okay things, but i really want to know what the fuck paul was referencing.

its either just a shitty joke about gene’s weight or the worst fucking thing imaginable.

[monalogs]

U SHOULD DO NYEN NEXT!! ^^

Catfight | Nyen

➷ Paring - Nyen x Fem!Reader [Randal's Friends / Ranfren]

➷ CWs - noncon, violence/aggression, injuries, degradation, dacryphilla, face slapping, scratching, face-fucking, breathplay. surprisingly no knives :0

a/n - was supposed to come out earlier today but tumblr gets picky about my internet connection and doesn’t work sometimes </3 this fic is just a leedle more longer so i hope you enjoy !! i’ve been appreciating all the support, as always requests are open :) another nyen fic was requested so expect that soon!!

Cats are territorial creatures. It takes a while for a cat to get used to a new pet in the house. Give it time. You should expect some aggression. Well, that's what Luther said anyways after Nyen scoffed and completely ignored you when you were introduced as Luther’s new catwoman pet. 

It's not like you did anything to him, actually trying to be nice in the beginning. It didn't matter how many times you wished him good morning or small talked. He’d still shove past you, saying the same thing,

“Don’t care. Die.”

Admittedly, It hurt your feelings at first. Nobody else had a problem with you. Luther’s other catman, Nyon, actually got along with you quite well. He already shared his “territory” so were you really intruding that much?

Or maybe it was because Luther spoiled you at first, buying you a cute dark blue skirt and dark top that dawned the word “cookie” (He chose it—of course.) along with your cat-hat that sported a floppy cat ear. However, it's been weeks since that. You’re sure whatever “new pet” jealousy he had would've died down by now.

It was concluded that after all that trying, at the end of the day, you aren't an ass-kisser. He wanted to be an asshole with you? You can be one back.

So you stopped being polite. You acted like he wasn't there, leaving the room instead of sticking it out whenever you two just happened to be alone. Simply rolling your eyes whenever he throws a stupid comment towards you. 

Sure, it was more tame than him literally shoving you and telling you he wanted you dead but it was clear that this got him livid. He wasn't worth trying to get along with, he wasn't worth your effort. 

Finally, after several more weeks of pettiness and frustration, he confronted you once you actually talked back to him after a snarky remark on a bad day. Cornering you in a lonesome room in the confusing house. 

“What the fuck is your problem?” He stood tall in front of you, eyeing with a strong glare.

You scoffed and rolled your eyes like you always did, exasperated at his nerve to even ask you that, “My problem? You think I have a problem?” A chort leaves your lips, “If there's anyone with a problem—it's you.” With crossed arms, you return the glare. “Leave me alone now, asshat.” Heels turn to leave, not wanting to hear any more from him. However, you don't get a chance to even step a foot before Nyen harshly SLAMS you into the nearby wall.

“What—what the fuck!” The breath is taken out of your lungs, leaving you to slide down onto the floor in order to collect yourself in that split second. Nyen looms, not bothering to get on your level to speak to you, “Watch who you're talking to, I'll gut you right now.”

You're shaking, pain from the impact still vibrating throughout your body. Still, you futility keep yourself together and sharpen your gaze back at him. “Even if you wanted to—you can't. Luther likes me, and you're too much of an boot-licker to do anything—”

A swift kick meets your ribs causing you to hunch over in more pain. Nyen then crouches, grabbing a tuft of hair to force you to look at him. “Don't forget who’s higher on the hierarchy poster. You aren't worth anything besides sauntering around in a small skirt and cleaning after us like a maid.”

He lets go harshly, shoving your head in the process before getting up. Still feeling the burn in your chest, you begin to fester with anger. He can't just treat you like this. Just as he begins to walk away, you muster strength to get up and tackle him. 

“Huh—”

You straddle him while he tries to kick you off but you stay firmly put. Sharp nails scratch at his face, causing shallow lines of blood to pool. You're cursing at him furiously, hitting and scratching continuously. Nyen hisses— “You bitch!”

Just as fast as you had him down, he quickly shoves you off of him and topples you. You both trash against each other, now he's able to return some painful hits. After basically rolling around on the floor, he's able to overpower you once he BONKS your head against the carpeted ground.

Dizzy and hurt, you feel him keep you down with his body weight, crushing your legs and causing you to hiss in over growing ache. “Get off of me!” With hoarse breath, you attempt to flail around and scream but Nyen doesn't relent. 

Instead, he laughs maniacally as he shifts more of his weight and smacks your face. “Oh, no. I think you need to be reminded where the fuck you stand here.” He huffs and lifts the hem of your skirt, showing your underwear. Followed by flipping your shirt up above your bra, exposing yourself to him. 

You see a malicious grin spread across his rough, shaven face. You should smack yourself for not realizing the hardness you felt while you both tackled was something else. Well, if he wasn't smacking you around already.

His black, dagger-like nails trail your exposed skin, not scared to dig down and cause you to yelp—only to swipe across your thighs and do it again. Nyen then moves his hand beneath your underwear, rubbing his fingers against your heat. You push back a gasp, gritting your teeth and desperately trying to shut your pinned legs. 

He doesn't wait to stick a pair of fingers deep into you, staring intensely at your stressed reaction. “C’mon, don't got anything to say now?” You clench, you don't want to give him that satisfaction of your reactions. You seethe, because it feels good.

You try to keep it together when his fingers move in and out of you, but you can't ignore it when his thumb makes its way to rub your clit. He's harsh and fast, nails scratch your insides ever so slightly, causing you to clamp up around him. You can't let go of the feeling of his thumb circling your sensitive clit, a moan escapes you.

“You like that, slut?” Nyen speeds up and relishes on your hushed whines, cursing at him to just stop. He sees how your back arches slightly, and how your pretty tits are starting to spill from your bra. It's a nice sight, he likes how you were at each other's throat a few minutes ago, now he has you squirming around from a little fingering. You really are a slut.

Before you can reach your peak, Nyen pulls away. You breathe heavily, a pounding heartbeat reverberates in your ears. Once again, he towers over your hurt figure with furrowed brows before he snaps at you, “Get on your knees.” 

He stares at you intensely, and though his dark pupils stay stoic on your hunched over body, you clearly spot the pure anger in his eyes towards you. It says so much. You knew Nyen didn't like you, but you really are starting to think he hates you. This is beyond jealousy or distain. He just wants you to suffer because you are below him.

It seems he's sick of waiting for you to act, he scoffs before wrapping your hair around his strong hand, yanking you into a kneeling position. “You really don't listen.” SMACK. 

Overwhelmed tears stream down your cheeks, wincing at the impact. Nyen still grips your hair, forcing your face against the dark denim of his pants. His clothed hardness pokes at your cheek, tears staining his crotch. “Take it out, whore. Don't make me do it.” You scowl, still feeling his claws digging into your scalp. 

With shaky hands, you pull down his fly and fish out his hard length. Veins trail along the side of it and his base flushes red against your hands, big and intimidating. A shiver runs down your spine.

“Put that dirty mouth of yours to use.” Nyen scorns, noticing your flaring eyes, hesitating. “Bite me. I dare you, slut.” With a furrowed face, you take his pulsing dick and gently place it in your mouth. Your tongue awkwardly sliding over his engorged tip. 

Nyen narrows his eyes at you, they're kitten licks, too shaky and soft to feel substantial. He observes the concept spread on your face, so uncomfortable and pathetic. It didn't matter that you were giving a sad excuse of a blowjob. He could get off on the fat tears that pooled down your face and the pure messiness of you.

Your hair and clothes are so disheveled it looks as if you just walked through the forest. You're bruising ever so slightly red on the side of your forehead, hits adorn your body, and he could chuckle at the matching scratches that sweep across both your faces. He thinks about how you would've looked even better if he had his knife with him. 

Twisting the hair he’s holding behind your head, he waits once you take his tip fully in your mouth and without warning—he snaps his hips up and pushes his cock down your throat.

You gag harshly as Nyen lets out a long groan, forcing your mouth to fully take him. Still, he never stops looking at you through half lidded eyes, grinning at how you struggle to even breathe now.

He doesn't waste time to start thrusting roughly into your mouth, clutching onto the back of your head to fully abuse your throat. You try to gasp in between thrusts but it's impossible. He’s blocking your airways. You continue to let out strangled noises, digging your nails into the denim of his jeans to let him know to give you some type of mercy.

Nyen doesn't listen—he continues to feverishly fuck your face for a grueling however long. Long enough for you to start to feel dizzy and see dots collect in your vision. For a second, you truly panic that he’s going to suffocate you with his dick.

He only pulls back when he visibly sees you start to turn blue and feel the sharpness on his thigh weaken. You gasp for air like a fish out of water, aching lungs finally filling with much needed oxygen before Nyen greedily forces his way into you again.

He’s enjoying how your continued strained whines and gags vibrate around his dick. He won't admit it… but shit, you feel so addictive. Nyen wants to just melt into you.

He genuinely has to keep reminding himself to not let you die by pulling out of your mouth every so often. Taking some joy in how you scramble for air before he inevitably slams back into your poor throat.

Large hands grip at the sides of your head now, hip movements become more and more sloppy. He’s grunting louder, the sensation of twitching in your mouth becoming more evident of how close he is now. “Fuck—this really is all you’re good for, huh? You're going to swallow all my cum like the useless slut you are.”

With a final snap from his hips, Nyen forces your head all the way down, nuzzling your nose into his crotch before he spurts salty cum deep down your esophagus. He doesn't give you any leniency, purposely making you choke as he empties into you. “All of it, whore.” 

Finally, once he's satisfied that you’ve tasted enough of him, he harshly pulls out his pulsating cock. Air feels like a commodity now, you almost feel as if he's going to shove his dick inside your mouth again in a few seconds. He doesn't though, instead he removes his hand from your hair and grabs his flushed length. 

Your vision is blurry and your knees are weak, barely able to focus. Still, you manage to see the smug look spread across his face. Suddenly, you feel a warm, quick smack on the side of your cheek. You blink and realize he’s dick slapping you. What fucking nerve.

Still aching, you don't bother to fight back or say something like you should. Everything truly hurts. Instead, you allow yourself to loll back and cover yourself as Nyen zips himself back into his pants. 

It's quiet. Nyen stands by and over you as you sit on the carpet, not sure what to do. Tears would be flowing if you had any left to cry. Both your eyes finally meet, and you can properly see the red scratches you left on his face. Nyen finally spits, “Get up. You look pathetic.” He then opens the door and leaves you to wallow.

It's like another slap to your face.

[undreaming-fanfiction]

Welcome!

Thank you for visiting my pile of drabbles, questionable fanarts and weird headcanons. For your convenience and my absolute inconvenience, I prepared a list of links for what you can find here that I will attempt to keep updated. Let’s see how that goes... 

(M) stands for mature content, please be wary of that. 

I am always grateful for comments, tiny messages in reblogs and asks. I also take asks and prompts! Talk to me, I don’t bite.

Stranger Things

General fanfiction: Love Is / Unlikely But Welcome (with Steddie at the end) / Alone on Christmas / The Least We Could Do  Headcanons: Dustin and Steve Summer 1985 / Murray on Steve / Eleven and One / Eleven and Henry / Dustin’s rebellion / Bob and Eddie / Eddie’s self-sabotage / Eddie’s dealing / Vecna’s victims  Steddie drabbles and fanfiction: The Freak With the Plan / Sticky notes / Safe and Sound / Take It Back / On compliments / Not a liar / On expectations / Like You Like Me (Steddie Halloween) / Sing for me Baby / Give and Take / Guilty Pleasure / Doesn't It Make You Mad? / Music To My Ears / Steve's road to bisexuality / Only Ours / Home Sweet Home / On Hair / Heaven Can Wait / Banished (1) (2) (3) / Lonely Times / Everything Has Its Price / Two For One / Second Time’s The Charm / Everyone’s A Critic / Talk Dirty To Me / No / My Kind of Perfect / Steve as CC mascot / Steddie vacation / Play It Out (1) / Not a Single Thing / Rips in Eddie’s jeans / No Such Thing As Stupid Question / Not Getting Married / Corroded Coffin costumes / The interview /  Steddie series Piece by Piece: Halfway Happy / Healing Touch (M) Steddie headcanons: 1st wedding song / On outward personalities (with @thefreakandthehair) / On garden gnomes (with @corrodedcoughin) / On Steve and Eddie's lawn (with @corrodedcoughin) / Steve painting Eddie's nails / Love Languages / Vouchers / Wrong item / Flour fights / Kiss in rain /  Trauma drabbles and fanfics: On Grief / Of Ghosts and the Living / A Deal With God / When Steve dies (with @stevesbipanic) / Unforgiven / Tapes (addition to @stevesbipanic) / With The Last Rays of Setting Sun (addition to @strawberryspence) / Murderer (with @stevesbipanic) / No body / Reputation / The only choice / Suffer in silence / The last time loop / If you die, I die / Nancy’s time loop Alternate Universe (AU): Corpse Groom / Superhero (1) / Seasons / College newspaper / Fake demon summoning / Stranger Brigade / Haunted / What We Do In The Shadows / Batman Steve / Into The Woods (1) / Batman and Catman (with @stevesbipanic) / Scoops Eddie / Made In Your Image (mythology AU, 1) / YouTuber AU / Pirates of the Caribbean AU / Nightmare Before Christmas AU (1) / X-Files / Glasses model Steve / Actor AU Crack: Wine and Dine / How to draw away demobats / Why Eddie wasn't in season 1 / Flesh Wound and Not Ideal / Fruity Four on phone / Steddie never fight / When Eddie shuts up / Guess what / Interested in me? / Cleaning / Sugar / The Adventures of Kas/Eddie and Vecna / Fuck / He’s dead / Cleaning 2 / Proposal / Counting sheep  Spooky Steddie Writober: Bewitching Garden / Cursed Carnival Fanart: Not Ideal / Seasons AU / Steddie Halloween / Mythology AU / Cursed Spicy Six baubles / Nightmare Before Christmas AU / Eddie as a witch / Steve watercolor markers attempt  Strangetember (my pre-Inktober) Stranger Things inspired makeup: Upside-Down Eddie / Steve Harrington Writing prompts: The dumbest thing / Teach me? / Could they have loved me Steddie/ST song recs: Hell On Earth / Hallowed Be Thy Name / All of Me  Fruity Four Advent Calendar

Steddie 2023 playlist challenge here! 

Cats the Musical

Original characters: Sofia (Smudge) Tuggoffelees fanfiction: Never Enough / On Hair and Uneven Distribution of Work A Night to Remember (circus AU): Prologue / The Gifts / The Magician and the Dancer / One of Us / A Late Visit / Persuasion / The Company Fanart: Jemima / Mistoffelees tarot card / Misto ink  Cats-inspired makeup: Misto / Misto 2 / Bombalurina / Demeter

Good Omens

Ineffable husbands fanfiction: On Ducks and Things That Shouldn't Be

[commaclear]

arriveofourhoes.com

catman x phagia: a cold, COLD, night... that was also rainy

it was cold and rainy, and cold.... VERY cold, AND RAINY. "bbrbrbrbrbr" says catman, shivering helplessly like the Twink they are. the only thing keeping them warm... is the thought of their ARCH NEMISIS... phagia... *the skin tight suit they wear only making it worse... soon, they would die of hypothermia.

they had just started started dying when SUDDENLY, a hunky muscular chad appeared.

"sup homie" say phagia seductivly... it made catmans whiskers quiver in fevor...

then they kissed, alot.

posted by user "dennisluvz69"

Breaking News

Recently, Police Commissioner Kumar has started posting links to the fanfiction website archiveofourhoes.com on the Inbox City Police Department Facebook page. The ICPD has refused to comment on whether or not this is intentional, or if he thinks he's posting to a private account.

This leaves us all asking the same question: Shouldn't a high-ranking police officer have higher standards for the kind of fanfiction he is consuming? Or has he reached the point where he's gone through everything else in the ship tag and has now been forced to lower his standards?

[the-catmans-offical-2]

Remaking this for everyone that follows me here (because I can't get my old acc back.)

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Hello! Welcome to @the-catmans-offical-2 blog!

Primarily what I will post here is art, currently pertaining to a hyperfixation I have, as well as maybe some writings I'll do! I make music occasionally but I'm way too self conscious to post such, the music is basically only instrumentals; I don't sing, after all I can barely speak verbally.

Here is the art sona I use! It's just a cartoony cat stick figure that can be seen in some of my artworks; Whether it be commenting on certain things, a general doodle out of boredom, or whatever. This also has other information on it, including my birthdate and year, as well as some of the things I do. Anyway, here's the rest of the masterpost:

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Interest List:

- Fullmetal Alchemist (2003, Brotherhood, and the manga.)

- Radiatology, chemical warfare, psychological research and unethical experiments, self sustaining studies, and other things in those scientific topics.

- Art as a whole, currently into tattoo work (got tattoo shit, let's goo) and digital art but I try to dabble in everything I can.

- Homestuck, not nessicarily currently but I have liked it.

- Fear & Hunger.

- Undertale.

- Alternative universes in the sense of media.

- Cuphead, Don't Deal with the Devil.

- Bendy and the Ink Machine.

- Five Nights at Freddy's. (Primarily all the games up to UCN.)

- The Promised Neverland.

- Dr. STONE.

- Dungeon Meshi/Delicious in Dungeon

- Pokémon.

- Cats. (Not the musical.)

- BMC (Haven't thought about it until recently, it's been years since I was into it fully.)

- Sonic the Hedgehog.

- Sally Face.

- Franbow.

- Little Misfortune.

- Happy Wheels.

[There is probably more, but these are the top things I remember.]

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DNI List:

- Proshippers/likers/apologists.

- Incest likers/shippers/apologists.

- Racists/Racist apologists.

- Homophobes/Homophobe apologists.

- Transphobes/Transphobe apologists.

- Aspec-phobes/Aspec-phobes apologists.

- Pedophilies/Pedophilie apologists.

- General assholes.

- Xenophilies/Xenophilie apologists.

- Antisemities/Antisemic apologists.

- Anti-Palestinian/Isreal supporters/Isreal apologists.

- Zoophilies/Zoophilie apologists.

- School shooter supporters/enthusiasts.

[There is probably more, but these are the top things I remember.]

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Important Info:

- A lot of my art is based on my own headcanons (HCs), but I'm welcome to listening about other HCs that I can adopt into my works!

- Everyone who follows me, and is chill, are buddies of mine. So you're all my buddies! :)

- This is a safe space for most people, so if you need a place to vent to me by all means PM/DM me or talk to me via my Discord! ( @the.catman.giovi.offical ) ; You can also contact me for other reasons! Whether it be just to talk and hang out, discuss random shit from my blog, or just whatever.

- My timezone is EST, however I'm up at odd hours (Typically from 10 AM EST to 4 AM EST, but this can vary.)

- Ask me questions or just talk to me through my Ask box and I'll most likely answer! I'm bored, talking to me will keep me a busy man.

- Commissions will be opened soon! I will edit this post once I get it all in order. I do take simple requests, like lil doodles, for free; But I can turn it down if I don't wanna.

- English is *not* my first language! It's Italian but at the same time I forgot the language. (Raised in America, born in Italy, but I suck at both languages lol. I stick to English.)

- This blog is multifandom! I talk about random shit sometimes.

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And that's that, have fun with my blog! :)

[campmurderparty]

goran & millie.

Goran laughed again as she described the squabbling between her divorcing clients. “I’d probably feel the same way.” he loved cats. The cat he grew up with still lived with his parents back home in ohio. He had wanted to take catman with him when he moved out but his job involved a lot of traveling for matches. It wouldn’t have been fair to his cat. Though goran didn’t feel like much in his life was fair. 

Just like her memory, he could always count on millie to be honest. He knew she was just telling him the truth, what he already knew, but it still stung to hear it. Pressing his lips into a thin line, he inhaled through his nose and gripped the bench he was sitting on, curling his fingers underneath it. He hoped he wouldn’t have to see the coverage on youtube later, though dejan was likely to show it to him and comment on all the things he had done wrong throughout the fight.

He couldn’t win them all. According to his brother, he had to. If not them all, then most. Still, he shook his head at how she referred to dejan. “Don't call him that.” goran protested, though they both knew it was true. Dejan was his brother, however, he’d always defend him. Even if dejan wouldn’t do the same for goran. Besides, tonight was his own failure. He was tired and sloppy during the whole match. His moves were sluggish and his opponent had him against the ropes nearly the entire time. “It was just an off night, you’re right.” Goran hoped it was, anyway. He couldn’t afford many more off nights. “I’ll do better on sunday.” Usually, he would take a week or two to rest between matches but he already had another scheduled two nights away. His brother’s doing, of course. “I have to.” he didn’t have any other choice. If he kept losing, the only kickboxers that would want to fight him were ones that thought he was easy to win over. Soon, there would be no more fights at all. That thought frightened him. “Will you come on sunday, too?” he asked, almost begging.

[heres-to-all-that-is-mine]

Just finished checking out everything you have tagged for the borrower au. Gotta say i love it! Elesa is gonna flip when she finds out lol. His poor tiny coat.

I fresking adore that tmyou basically made him a catboy (catman wink wink) oh poor Ingo Emmets gonna be hovering over him (literally lol) for the rest of his tiny life.

Oh for sure!!

Elesa is… well, pretty much definitely starting up a tiny clothes fashion line as a passion project.

Seriously, the state of that coat is miserable!! It almost Physically Hurts to look at.

And, of course, Ingo will eventually be brought back to Full Size. Can’t bear to leave them Like That! And until then, yes, Emmett will fuss over him soooo much.

Speaking of when Ingo gets back to full size… by then he will have had time to think. Lots of time to think. And mostly, he’s thought about what he had to do to even get to Emmett! It was a long, hard, dangerous trip with quite a lot of perils. And Ingo is a subway boss. Part of their whole shtick is safety! Ease of travel! Quick transport!!! So, obviously, he is appalled with the state of the world for borrowers.

Which leads to thoughts about fixing it. He brings it up to Emmett, and the two spend all night (and many more) brainstorming about what they could possibly do. Right off the bat- making their subway “borrower accessible” seems to be the thing they can fix most easily. They’re in charge there, after all! They have quite a few ideas of how it’s supposed to be- the bottom or walls of the cars could be hollowed out or expanded to make room for smaller passengers, without immediately being obvious to regular sized people. Tunnels could be carved out in the subway walls to allow for safe passage with no risk of being spotted. Tiny benches and light sources.

The hardest part would be explaining why they want it made! The two can’t do it alone, obviously. It’d be a lot of work, and they’re doing this properly and legally, which means hiring specialists, getting permits of some sort, etc.

But for now they don’t really want to think about it. It’s better to have multiple options before starting- and they would like some input from actual borrowers, too. Which means finding a way to contact them! And oh, they don’t have many means of communication do they? Well, what can be done about that-?

And so they go, on and on.

[choleraciemna]

Nothing feels right and nothing feels even real these days. The war goes on, my motherland is fighting. I do my best as a volunteer here in Poland. Luckily at least I always can translate for people not speaking Polish or English. So many people escaping from war need support here and now. At least I can try and take care of their first needs.

Ngl I'm feeling to small and weak every damn day. I know it's natural and I know I must not let it overtake me. Though even being honest to myself is not that easy now. Every morning I need a few seconds to remember what's going on and to make myself take it in. I have nightmares often. Sometimes catch myself trying to fool myself, to forget, to get distracted.

Routine helps a lot. Also reading helps a lot as it always did. Like many others I feel guilty for being safe, for having small nice things and some good moments. I know a lot about this psychological mechanizm of course. But still it works.

Came here to thank everyone for posting cute and curious stuff that helps me to get distracted for a little while and get better. And to apologize for sharing such terrific things lately in this once funny blog made for my favourite LL-related stuff. And also I came to vent.

First I thought I'll never be able to post something not related to the recent events in Ukraine. But now I feel like I need this stories and pictures, the characters and memes and other people's opinions and theories, comments and reactions to stay sane. It's probably my way of taking a break to be able to go on.

Thanks a lot to this fandom for existing, you're the best guys. I sometimes catch a feeling of being at home here. Messing around with silly jokes about a certain catman, a certain goth mage and a knight lady in a shining armor. That feeling is priceless. And thanks to the devs who created the door for us to sneak into.

Even if my very favourite story, Last Legacy ends like this stopped unfinished it already made me happier and will always be a part of me.

Can't tell if I'll be able to make some more fan content anytime soon but I plan to discuss and comment again. Also going to pay more attention to other Fictif stories. Though I've read some really disturbing things ab the company I appraciate the work of artists and writers a lot. And some new characters look very intriguing ngl. And I already miss a certain cute purple smily dragon you know. Let it be my own little piece of normality. Love you guys.

[shannaraisles]

Catman Begins

Based on a prompt from the lovely @kagetsukai, here’s a little more of Carver and Filipa’s continuing domestication.

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"You do realize this step is usually considered as practice for having children, right?"

Carver glanced down at his girlfriend, rolling his eyes at her cheeky expression.

"I think we've missed out a step there, then," he replied, unable to keep from smiling as she blew him a kiss before ducking out from under his arm and through the door ahead of them.

She wasn't wrong, in a way. Getting a pet was generally considered to be the practice step between getting married and having children for a couple, but seeing as Filipa had only just moved in with him, he didn't see it that way. One of their shared ambitions had always been to have a mabari hound, from when they were small children in separate countries, so it seemed only fair that they should come to the local rescue here in Ansburg now they were all settled domestically.

Following her through the door into the kennels, Carver was immediately struck by the sheer noise of the place - the over-excited barking of the dogs whenever anyone walked by, the chatter of the children who were there to choose a pet with their parents. If it had been up to him, he wouldn't have gone beyond the kennels at all, but Filipa had made him promise to look at all the animals, not just the dogs. Resisting the urge to stop was hard, but when she had that firm a grip on his hand, it was keep walking or lose an arm.

"Maker, no wonder kennel cough is a thing," he muttered as they passed back inside, to the cattery that resided at the far end of the kennels. "They were loud."

And it was so quiet in here. Not in a terrifying, frightened way, but in a watchful way. Cats were not an animal Carver had ever really had much time for, but he could recognize the intelligence of the species. Maybe that was why he wasn't sure he could handle a cat - they might be too clever for him. Unfortunately for him, however, Filipa seemed absolutely enthralled.

"Well, hello there," she said, releasing his hand to crouch in front of one of the cages, greeting the extremely flirtatious young calico that had caught her eye. "Aren't you beautiful?"

"And she knows it," Carver commented, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "She'll be a handful."

"Like a mabari wouldn't be?" Pip countered, glancing up at him with a smile.

He shrugged, his own smile just a little awkward. He was very attached to that childhood dream, especially since the Hawke family mabari had imprinted on Garrett, who had never let them forget it.

"Try to enjoy the outing," his girlfriend suggested fondly. "You never know, you might fall in love in here."

"I thought I already did that," he said, bending to kiss the top of her head as she giggled and stood up once more. "Are you saying I should find some kind of animal mistress in here?"

Pip snorted with laughter, tucking herself into his side once again as they began to walk through the quiet warmth of the cattery. It was hard not to meet the curious gazes of the various cats as they passed, from the rambunctious kittens to the aloof queens, to the confrontational toms. It was the kittens that caught Pip's full attention, drawing her to crouch down and coo at a small litter that desperately wanted to bat at her fingers through the mesh, leaving Carver to stand in the middle of the cattery once again, feeling a little superfluous.

A soft mew caught his attention, attracting his eyes to a pretty pair of green eyes in a tiny feline face on the other side of the cattery to Pip. Without quite realizing it, he found himself moving in that direction, lowering onto one knee to look closer at the little cat that had somehow drawn him closer than he had expected to get to the felines. This particular little cat was a striped tortoise-shell color, her small face dominated by those huge green eyes that seemed to stare right into his heart. It wasn't until she stood up that he noticed she was missing one of her front legs, the fur only just beginning to grow back over the obvious amputation site, and for a moment, he felt a swelling of rage at whatever - or whoever - had caused so much damage to such a vulnerable creature.

He reached toward the mesh slowly, laying his fingers through the gaps, and felt his heart clench for just a moment as the little cat moved closer to sniff his fingertips. When she then rubbed her cheek against his outstretched fingers, Carver knew he was done for. Forget finding a mabari ... she was coming home with them.

"Making friends there?"

He started, glancing up guiltily at the sound of Pip's amused voice right behind him. The cat shied for just a moment, returning as soon as Carver himself relaxed.

"She's so pretty," he managed, shrugging one shoulder in defeat. "What's her name?"

Pip looked at the information pack attached to the cat's enclosure.

"Says here she's called Andraste," she said, just about managing to keep a straight face. "Just over one year old, they think. Brought in by someone who thought he'd hit her with his car."

Carver frowned, looking back down at the little cat, who was still marking his fingers with her cheek. He could have sworn she was purring, too, even though it was too quiet for him to possibly hear her.

"I'm sorry you've had such a rough start," he murmured to the little feline, rubbing his fingertip against her cheek. "Want to come home with us?"

He felt Pip crouch down beside him, her arm looped over his shoulders.

"We have a winner, huh?"

He nodded, not quite able to take his eyes off the lovely cat that had completely upended his desire for a mabari in the space of just a few minutes. Next time, maybe. This time, the decision was already made, at least for him.

"You don't mind?" he remembered to ask, knowing Pip had wanted a dog as well.

He could hear the smile in her voice as she answered.

"You don't choose your pets," she told him. "They choose you. And it looks like Andraste here chose you before you even noticed she was there."

"Annie," he corrected her without thinking. "Andraste's a big name for such a little cat. She's Annie."

"Annie," Pip agreed, kissing his shoulder. "All right, I'll find Hadren and get this show on the road."

As she rose onto her feet, moving in search of the staff member who would be able to take them through the adoption process, Carver leaned in close to the cage, utterly charmed when the cat leaned up to touch her nose to his through the gap in the mesh.

"Don't you worry, Annie," he whispered. "We're going to take good care of you. You're family now."

[xwaywardhuntress]

Rock & Roll Mystery (Final Part)

Summary: Round 2 of Scooby-doo featuring Y/N.

Pairings: Dean x reader

Warnings: Based on the Scooby-Doo & KISS movie. Curse words.

Word Count: 4000+

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or Scooby-Doo or KISS. This is fanfiction only. Please do not redistribute my writings on other sites, horrible or not. Thanks!

Catch up before reading: Part One, Two, Three

Fred spoke up, “KISS got their memories of KISSteria back and are going to take us to defeat the witch before she has a chance to take the Black Diamond.”

“Hold your horses. We’re going to KISSteria?” Dean questioned almost too excitedly.

“How?” You asked the question that seemed to have been avoided.

Fred turned to KISS, “That’s a good question, Y/N. How are we going to get there?”

“Easy. We have a ship and a portal.” The Demon stated with a grin.

After a rollercoaster of information, everyone was told to wait by the Ferris Wheel in the park. Starchild accompanied everyone as his band left to prepare for what was supposed to be a quick journey back to KISSteria.

Y/N found herself talking to the band lead Starchild, exchanging comments and admiration of the songs sung by KISS. You were quite enjoying the talk with the lead guitarists.

Not too far away, Daphne had been glaring at you intently.

Dean, on the other hand, had been adoring your interaction with the KISS member as he watched you smiling and laughing. It wasn’t until Fred appeared out of the blue and joined in your conversation with Starchild that Dean’s mood turned sour. The scene before him took another turn as the older Winchester watched you place a hand on Fred’s upper arm after laughing at something Starchild had said. As Dean’s feet were about to move on their own to interrupt whatever was going on between you, Starchild, and Fred, Daphne had beat him to the punch.

The redhead immediately walked up to Starchild as she requested for a photo. At first, she had asked you to take the photo, smirking. As you were about to accept, not thinking much of it, Fred intercepted by offering to take the photo instead. The ascot wearing blonde almost seemed a bit annoyed at Daphne’s request.

Stepping aside, you watched as Fred began messing with Daphne’s phone as he took selfies of himself rather than the redhead with the lead guitarist. The obvious jealousy emitting from Fred’s action caused you to chuckle and smile as you were unaware of another joining beside you. Dean.

“Why don’t you join in the selfies if you’re enjoying it so much?” Dean asked with a slight irritation poking out through his voice.

You continued to watch Fred as he finally decided to take actual photos of Daphne and Starchild. Granted, he took them at horrible angles, cutting off heads and whatnot, which only caused you to chuckle more. “No, I’m good. It’s much more fun watching it all.”

“Are you into guys who wear ascots?” Dean asked without thinking.

“I mean, they can be hot…” You joked as you started laughing, now watching as Daphne realized Fred was taking terrible photos on her phone.

Dean took your answer to heart, as he placed a hand on his collarbone area in thought.

Before you could reveal you were only joking, the voices of the other KISS members caught everyone’s attention.

Regrouping before all four KISS members, Catman pointed to an area with his drumsticks, “Everyone stands here.” The Scooby gang and everyone else did as they were told as they all stood between KISS and the Ferris wheel.

Catman started drumming first. The Demon joined next and was then followed by Spaceman and Starchild playing the guitars. As the instruments joined together to play the tune of one of their songs titled “Mr. Speed”, the ground began to shake. KISS was un-phased as they continued to play their song.

Everyone else paired up, grabbing onto one another to stay as balanced as possible, except for Y/N and Dean. As Dean watched Scooby and Shaggy cling to one another, Daphne grabbing hold of Fred, and Velma holding onto Sam, the older Winchester expected to be clung to by Y/N but was met with disappointment when that didn’t happen.

Before he could overthink it, a blast blew from Starchild’s guitar as it hit the Ferris wheel. The blast expanded to cover the circular portion of the ride as a wave of different colors appeared through a portal.

“Yessssssss!” Starchild melodically sang aloud.

Everyone else found themselves beginning to rise above the ground.

Having a surprising sense of balance, you stepped near the edge of whatever you were standing on as you watched pieces of the ground fall off. As the dirt beneath you began to clear, that was when you realized that you and the others were on some sort of aircraft.

Velma was completely mind blown as realization had hit her as well. In her mind, she had designated the aircraft as more of a spacecraft as she stared at the portal before them, still in slight disbelief. “Jinkies!”

Preparing to go through the portal, Spaceman yelled for everyone to keep calm and hold onto something as they were going to start moving forward.

Everyone immediately looked around for something else to hang onto, besides each other. Magical handles appeared before each of them. As the spaceship began to move, they each grabbed onto a handle.

Too amazed by the spacecraft, Y/N had realized too late to grab one of the handles as she unintentionally grabbed onto something closer, Dean’s hand.

The older Winchester’s face turned slightly red, from the sudden action. However, he pulled her over towards him and motioned for her to grab the handle next to the one he was holding onto.

You let go of his hand, not thinking much of it at the moment as your thoughts about not wanting to fall off taking priority. You grabbed the handle near Dean’s handle.

There was a strong breeze that passed by everyone as they all tightly gripped onto the handles to keep from falling off, but once they were through the portal, the strong breeze disappeared. Unfortunately, before everyone could relax from the short journey through the portal, a sinister laugh was heard ahead of them. As each looked in the direction of where the laugh came from, they all spotted the one thing they wanted to prevent: the Crimson Witch obtaining the black diamond.

“Ra-roh”

“Zoinks!”

“Jinkies!”

“Jeepers!”

“Son of a bitch!”

Sam looked back over at the KISS members as each had a troubled look. Before he could ask what they should do next, another portal appeared beside the witch, a much larger portal, as a giant human-like being stepped through. The situation only seemed to have gotten worse as Sam heard Spaceman mutter one name: The Destroyer.

While everyone seemed to be dumbfounded by the Destroyer’s arrival, Starchild yelled out that if he and his band distracted the Destroyer, the rest should work together to get the black diamond back from the Crimson witch. Once the black diamond was back within their grasps, KISS could send the Destroyer back to where it came from.

Everyone agreed with the plan. 

Dean immediately turned to you, “You wouldn’t happen to have anything that can help us all fly around, would you?” He asked with a smirk.

You rose an eyebrow, “Like what? Another spacecraft?” You were very doubtful that you could pull out a spacecraft from your back pocket as you did with the other items you had magically pulled out before.

“Even I doubt that’s possible. How about something smaller? Like jet packs!” Dean exclaimed, a bit too excited than he should be.

You narrowed your eyes as you imagined the jet packs from the old cartoon show The Jetsons. Of course, the moment you imagined the rather simple jet packs, you felt something in your back pocket. “No way…” You mumbled to yourself as you reached in your pocket and pulled out an identical-looking jet pack form the cartoon The Jetsons.

“Awesome!” Dean exclaimed as he took the jet pack out of your hand. The jet pack was slightly different as there was a long arm that extended outward with a joystick controller attached. As the older Winchester tried on the jetpack, he pressed the button on the joystick that caused him to fly upwards quickly.

“Dean!” You yelled out of worry.

Dean flew right back with an embarrassed grin. “Takes some getting used to, but not bad.”

Sam and the Scooby gang all looked back at you waiting for their own jet pack.

You sighed as each thought about a jetpack produced one out of your pocket.

Once everyone had their own jet pack, you all hovered over KISS’s spaceship.

“Okay gang…and that includes you three too…” Fred addressed as he began to share his plan. “Daphne, Velma, and I will distract the witch, while Y/N, Dean, and Sam try to get the black diamond back.”

“What about us?” Shaggy asked

“Rah, rah, rhat about rus?” Scooby jumped in.

The blonde just smiled at them. “You do what you guys do best.” And then gave them a thumbs up. “Now, break!”

Everyone broke up into their groups, while Shaggy and Scooby began to challenge each other in a race which would eventually lead to being the best distraction for the Crimson witch.

In the midst of the plan, Sam realized that the Crimson witch had placed the black diamond in the locket she wore around her neck as she chased the Scooby gang around. He turned to you and his brother, “The black diamond is in the witch’s locket, I’m sure of it. When the witch starts chasing one of the others again, Dean and I will come from the sides and hold the witch. Then Y/N, you’ll come up behind the witch and take the necklace.”

You and Dean nodded in agreement. Once the witch started chasing Shaggy and Scooby again, Dean, Sam, and Y/N went ahead with their plan. The Winchester brothers were able to catch the witch off guard and hold onto her by her arms. As you were about to reach out to grab the locket, the witch screamed causing an invisible blast that sent everyone around her away. The Scooby gang ended up crashing into one another, knocking themselves out.

You had witnessed the collision that knocked out the Scooby gang along with Sam and Dean as all three of you quickly went to the Scooby gang’s aid. Dean grabbed Daphne and Velma, while Sam caught Fred and Shaggy. You were left to hold onto Scooby. Gathering together to avoid losing any of the Scooby gang in this dimension, Sam and Dean looked over to where KISS had been dealing with the Destroyer. It was looking like a losing fight, just as their fight with the witch didn’t seem to be going well either.

The witch was preoccupied laughing hysterically, mocking them all and KISS.

“Things are not going well.” Sam commented.

Dean quickly jumped in as he tried to think of another plan.

Both brothers exchanged ideas with one another while you only had one thought in mind. It was not the brightest idea, it may even be stupid, but as you took a good look at Scooby lying unconscious in your arms, you knew you had to try. Your eyes glanced at the witch who seemed to be enjoying what she considered a win. The sight of the witch thinking she had won only made you more determined to go through with your stupid idea.

As the brothers were still in discussion, you interrupted them as you handed Scooby to Sam. “Take him.” You quickly ordered as Sam grabbed Scooby’s jet pack strap to keep a hold of him. The Winchesters both knew from your actions that you must’ve thought of a plan. Before they could ask what that plan was, you had already turned your back to them and were jetpacking straight towards the Crimson Witch.

You thought about an iron shield and when you reached into your back pocket, you pulled one out. Placing it in front of you, you rammed straight into the witch. The witch screamed in pain as you kept pushing the shield against her. There was small streams of steam revealing itself from the other side of the shield, the side the witch was on. The Crimson witch may have not been a ghost witch, but iron seemed to still affect her, which you were glad it did. As the witch continued to scream, eventually a transparent form shot out of the witch’s physical body as the witch fell unconscious. You quickly took the witch by the arm as you pulled the locket off. Without thinking, you booked it towards KISS with the witch in tow. You called out to Starchild as you held the locket up and then threw it towards him.

The KISS leader caught it, taking out the black diamond and then placing it on an indented spot on his guitar. The moment the black diamond attached itself to the lead’s guitar, the instrument began glowing. Starchild held a shiny black guitar pick in the air with a grin as he brought his arm down and strung his guitar. The strum of the guitar caused a powerful sound wave that was directed at the Destroyer. Unfortunately, the ripple effect of the sound vibrations affected others near as well.

Holding tightly onto the unconscious witch, you spotted Dean and Sam with the Scooby gang holding on to the handles from before as they felt the ripple effects try to blow them away. You made your way to them, the domino effect from the sound wave helping in pushing you towards them. Once you got closer, you were able to reach out your hand as Dean caught it. He pulled you downwards and led your free hand to grab one of the handles. He had readjusted Velma and Daphne to one arm, which allowed his other arm to wrap around your waist as he helped with trying to keep you with them.

KISS had begun playing their song Black Diamond. Of course, it would be that song and the Black Diamond that would be what counters the Destroyer. With each guitar string strung during the song, a wave was directed straight at the Destroyer, causing the evil to be pushed backward. Another large portal appeared as the Destroyer was continued to be backed into it.

While Dean and Sam kept their heads down, you were too curious not to watch the events. Peeking over your shoulder with the arm that held the witch’s body, you spotted that same transparent form that you saw shot out of the witch’s body. The transparent form turned into a human-like figure. You could’ve sworn it was turning into a woman before you heard it scream and was sucked into the large portal with the Destroyer right behind it.

The large portal closed, successfully returning the Destroyer back to where it came from. KISS finished playing the Black Diamond song as the diamond brightly glowed on Starchild’s guitar before it flew away to who knows where within this alien dimension. With the Destroyer gone, it was time to return home.

- - -

Back on Earth, the Winchesters set down the unconscious Scooby gang, leaning each of them against one another along a wall. You had tied up the unconscious witch near them.

“So, what now?” Sam asked.

“We wait till Scooby-Doo and the gang wake up and we solve this mystery.” Dean answered.

“Alright Sherlock, what are we going to tell them about traveling to another dimension?” You asked, raising a brow at the older Winchester.

“You tell them nothing if they question it all.” Starchild spoke up while the rest of his band were admiring the jetpacks that they had planned to keep for themselves. The lead guitarist held out a black diamond.

“Is that - ?” Dean asked before he was interrupted.

“No, this isn’t the real black diamond. The real one is in KISSteria where it belongs. This is a diamond from this world that we show off as the black diamond here and there during shows and videos.” Starchild explained. “Delilah was actually after this.”

“DELILAH?!” You and Dean both gasped in unison.

Sam stepped in, “Come on guys, I know you both had a feeling it was the guard. Also, when we split up, Velma and I found files in a secret compartment of her desk that covered government laser technology. I’m guessing she wanted the diamond for that. What I don’t understand still is how the Destroyer and KISSteria fit in.” He scratched his head.

The Demon walked over to join in the conversation. “The guard was actually possessed by the Crimson Witch from KISSteria. I think you saw it, right?” He turned towards you.

You blinked before speaking, “You mean that see-through form that shot out of her?”

“Yeah, that’d be her.” The Demon confirmed.

“That’s the Crimson Witch’s true form. She died millennia ago in KISSteria, taking on an eternal form that would forever let her wander between the plains of the dead and the living. Unfortunately, Halloween time on Earth can be a sort of portal for that in-between plain, which is probably how she got released. And then her goal coincided with Delilah’s and poof! She possessed her.” Starchild disclosed.

“Wow.” You managed to say after more information was thrown at you. Who knew the Scooby-Doo world could get so whacky.

Before you and the Winchesters could ask about more, the Scooby gang began to slowly wake up.

Starchild placed a finger in front of his lips, suggesting that they keep all the additional information he just shared to themselves.

As the Scooby gang all regained consciousness, they all commented on how they had the weirdest dream about a place called KISSteria. They all quickly realized they shared the same dream as they looked to you, Dean, Sam, and KISS.

Sam jumped in explaining the witch had used a gas that gave shared hallucinations.

Velma agreed that was exactly what must’ve happened as the idea of other dimensions and spaceships is un-reasonable, just like the supernatural.

Out of the blue, Scooby screamed out Crimson Witch as he spotted her tied up near them. The dog jumped in the arms of his best friend, Shaggy, who then jumped in your arms. 

Being a cartoon, you were surprisingly strong enough to carry both a man and a dog. You shook your head out of amusement as you began to explain to Scooby and Shaggy that they didn’t need to worry as they caught her and tied her up good.

Manny, the theme park supervisor, and Chip, Kiss’s manager, along with some figures of authority, cops, showed up. With the usual audience present, Fred walked over to the tied up Crimson Witch. He looked over to you as he offered for you to unveil who is the person behind the mask.

You gladly accepted as you stood by the tied-up witch and looked over at Sam, who nodded. You pulled the Crimson Witch mask off to reveal the security guard Delilah.

The Scooby gang and everyone else from the Scooby world gasped, while the Winchesters, Velma, and KISS are all grinning.

When Manny asks Delilah why would she try such a thing, you look to Sam who looks to Velma. Sam nods at Velma to go on and tell everyone what they found. Velma takes a step forward as she starts explaining about the files her and Sam found in a secret compartment of Delilah’s desk. She continues to share with everyone that Delilah wanted the diamond to sell to other government laser technology companies to get revenge on her previous government employees for firing her. As everyone is either shocked or shaking their head in disappointment, the cops take Delilah into their custody.

“If it wasn’t for you meddling kids, I would’ve gotten away with it!” Delilah yells the infamous line.

You and Dean look at each other like two kids who just got their favorite ice cream as you enjoy the moment of being included in that statement.

With the mystery solved, there’s only one thing left to do: KISS to have their concert and reopen the park!

- - -

For the KISS concert at the KISS world theme park, the Scooby gang along with yourself, Dean and Sam are given VIP passes to an exclusive area where there are snacks and drinks to enjoy as you watch the concert.

Fred ended up with you as you smile and laugh at the conversation you’re having with him, near the balcony area where the stage can be viewed.

Sam had caught Dean glaring daggers towards Fred but also spotted Velma and Daphne together nearby. A smirk appeared on his face as he turned to his brother. “Hey, I can pull Velma away, if you want your chance for some alone time with Daphne.” The younger Winchester offered.

“No, thanks.” Dean quickly answered as his eyes are still glued to you and Fred.

Sam shook his head with a smile, amused by the whole situation that has been going on since they first came here. “Why don’t you just go over there and talk to her?”

The older Winchester rolled his eyes as he turned around looking annoyed at Sam. “I told you, no-“ He stopped speaking as he sees Sam pointing over to where you are, instead of where Daphne is. “Oh, you meant… “ Dean muttered before being interrupted by Sam.

“Yes, Y/N.” Sam exasperatedly nods.

Dean opens his mouth, not sure whether to say okay or no but eventually decided to do what Sam suggested.

Sam gives his brother a push of encouragement which is met with a glare from Dean as he makes his way over to you and Fred.

“Mind if I join in?” Dean asked almost shyly, to your surprise.

“Of course, Dean!” Fred answered for the both of you before he continued to speak, “I was just about to go meet with the others.” The ascot wearing mystery solver smiled at Dean and then looked over at you. “Thanks, Y/N. I’ll uh, try.” He says before walking away, looking a bit embarrassed.

Dean looked at you with a questioning look, obviously asking through his look what that was about.

You chuckled as you turn your attention towards the stage, leaning on the balcony. “Oh, nothing.”

On the stage, KISS is talking out to the crowd, pumping them up for the next song.

“Keeping secrets now with the pretty boy, huh?” Dean asked teasingly, although he was a bit hurt and annoyed that you wouldn’t share with him.

You busted out laughing to Dean’s surprise. “I don’t know if you’d like to hear. It involves your Daphne.”

Dean narrowed his eyes at you, suggesting for you to share anyways.

“Alright, alright. He was complaining about Daphne and Starchild and how Daphne can’t stop talking about how cool Starchild is. Then he went on to compare him and Daphne to us two.” You began to explain.

“What about us two?” Dean asked.

“Something about how we work well together and that you’re a lucky guy to have me. I think he thought we were together…” You paused for a moment, taking a peek at Dean’s reaction. You knew Dean could never feel the same way about you. Dean looked like he was struggling with the idea of you and him together, which only confirmed your assumption. “…Don’t worry, I cleared it up to him that we were only friends.”

Dean had been the complete opposite of what you were thinking. The thought of you two together was something he never took the time to think about. He had always thought you were beautiful, awesome, and badass. And he always knew that you’d be there for him. However, during this trip, the idea that you’d choose to be with Fred annoyed the hell out of him. That was when he realized that he was jealous this whole time and maybe deep down, he wished for the two of you to be something more. That was what the older Winchester thought before you shut it down stating you clarified with Fred you were anything but more than friends. “Heh, right. Just friends.” Dean muttered to himself, after mentally hitting himself for thinking the two of you could be anything more.

You continued to go on with the story, “Anyways, I pointed out to him that he should just talk to Daphne. I’m pretty sure they’re endgame, but it’s probably better to tell the person how you really feel than hold it.” You smiled almost sadly as you finished your sentence. If you thought you had any chance with Dean, you’d take your own advice.

“Oh.” Dean managed to say, also thinking about that same advice you told Fred. Before he was able to put much more thought into it, KISS yelled out that the next song is what they live for, to rock and roll all night.

“Oh my god! My favorite song!” You exclaimed as you began singing with KISS as they started to play the song.

Dean couldn’t help but smile at you. And in that moment of watching you sing, it confirmed everything for him. He had it bad for you.

You looked over at him smiling as you nudged him, ‘Come on Dean! I know you know the words too! Sing with me!”

Dean chuckled before joining in. Singing with you was exactly how he imagined it would be, but better. After all of this was over, he’d have to make a move to make sure that moments like these would always happen with you.

As the song came to its end, a bright purple light flashed out of Starchild’s guitar, heading straight to you and Dean. In a blink of an eye, you, Dean and Sam found yourselves back at the bunker in Dean’s Batcave 2.0.

“We’re back.” Sam commented as he looked at his own hands. “Oh, thank god, not a cartoon anymore.” He sighed in relief.

You laughed, “It wasn’t that bad, Sam.”

“Says someone who it hasn’t happened twice too! Oh shit!” Sam exclaimed looking at his watch. “It’s already past 8pm. The day’s basically over.”

“Oh no! My fruit loops! They’re probably gross.” You whined as you immediately ran out of the room back to the table with the fruit loops to throw away.

As Sam watched you leave, he turned to his brother. “I wonder why we were sent there again in the first place?”

“Who knows?” Dean shrugged as he thought about the mystery and specifically what happened at the end of it.

Sam frowned. “I guess we can figure it out tomorrow then.” He noticed his older brother seemed to be deep in thought, “Dean, you okay?”

“Huh? Oh yeah. There’s something I need to do, Sammy.” Dean said with a grin before leaving the room after patting his younger brother on the shoulder.

Sam looked a bit confused but also had a slight idea of the point of the trip to Scooby-Doo world.

- - - 

It seemed like everyone was tired from the cartoon trip as you all went to your rooms. At least you thought so, till you heard a knock on your bedroom door. When you opened it, you were speechless to see that it was Dean…and with an ascot on.

Dean took your speechless moment as his opportunity. “Hey Y/N, so uh….I was wondering if you uh….you know if you’re free and all….tomorrow…” He was nervous, his broken sentence made that much clear. Dean cleared his throat as he told himself mentally to get it together. “Okay, I’ll just get it out. Would you like to go on a date with me tomorrow? It’ll be a sort of day drive to somewhere. I haven’t exactly found that somewhere yet but-“ He began to ramble as you interrupted him with a giggle.

You would’ve found yourself feeling all sorts of butterflies in your stomach and most likely would’ve had a hard time forming a reply, but the ascot. You couldn’t help but find the ascot to be completely hilarious as you laughed.

Dean blinked, realizing that maybe this idea was stupid and that maybe he could laugh it off with you as a joke or something. Before he was able to turn the conversation around, you had leaned towards him and pulled off the ascot.

“I can’t take you seriously with this on.” You said holding the ascot. Calming down on the laughter, you continued to speak before Dean could. “I’ll go as long as you don’t wear this ascot ever again.”

Dean rose an eyebrow, “But I thought-“

“I was completely joking with you when you asked before. I didn’t think you were serious about your question either.” You chuckled at him. Before you lost your ability to speak, you leaned forward again, pecking Dean on the lips and handing him back the ascot. “Can’t wait for the date tomorrow then.” With that said, you closed the door on him before the nerves of what just happened got the better of you. You leaned back against the closed door as you slid down it, a bit shocked at what just happened. When it finally hit you that Dean had asked you out, only confirming that he felt the same way, you screamed internally out of joy.

The older Winchester was also a bit shocked from what had happened, but happy nonetheless.

He looked at the ascot in his hand and then tossed it aside as he headed back to his room with a huge grin on his face. “Suck it, Fred.”

The both of you couldn’t wait for tomorrow to come sooner.

Author’s Note: It’s always hard to figure out how to end things. Hope ya’ll enjoyed it! <3 And sorry if you didn’t x_x

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Shandi’s KISSteria drabbles 26!

I think there might be..two to three more parts of this? Not trying to drag it out but I don’t wanna rush it either. THE STRUGGLE!

~Shandi

The final stages of planning are set to continue when the rest of the Allies arrive..but not before Black Dahlia says her piece~

ONE SMALL LIFE Part 12

“You have a problem.” 

Black Dahlia chose to stay behind after the meeting was dismissed. She addressed StarChild in her signature matter-of-fact tone with her arms crossed. StarChild rolled his eyes. “Please, Dahlia I don’t need this now. I have a battle to plan.” She fixed him with her sternest look. “Don’t try to play off your feelings. You know I hate it when you do that. They’re just as important as this. Now tell me what’s going on.” He knew she wouldn’t let this go. Not until he told her something. He ran a hand through his hair and settled himself on his throne. “For starters Nikki Terror and I shared something special together once. It was only briefly but..he was my first. It’s..obvious from what you all saw that he still has some feelings for me.” She snorted softly. “Oh, he made it obvious alright. And I’m guessing Ace wasn’t very happy about that little display.” 

“No..he wasn’t.”

“Did you tell then about each other?” 

“I did.” 

“And?”

“I don’t know..” 

She sighed. “’I don’t know’ isn’t going to solve your problem. You need to confront them both. Make them settle their differences.” 

“That’s crazy!! I can’t–”

“Then I’ll help you. One way or another we’re going to resolve this. It will only prove as a terrible distraction later.” Of course she was right. As always. As he got up from his throne she smiled and patted his back. “You get Ace and I’ll find Terror~” 

Later that evening StarChild dragged his reluctant lover down the hall to the Guest Tower. “C’mon lemme go, Starshine! This is ridiculous!” 

“Hush. This is for your own good. I’m not going to have you two side-eying each other and making snide comments. Especially not before an important battle. We’re putting an end to this right now.” Ace groaned. “I swear I wouldn’t put up with this if I didn’t love you..” StarChild smiled, bringing his lover to where Nikki stood waiting with Black Dahlia on his arm. “We realize how difficult this is for you..” Black Dahlia spoke calmly. “..but we think it would be better for StarChild..and especially for yourselves if you talk to one another. Really talk. Get your feelings out. Your frustrations. Whatever you want. We only ask that you keep it civil.” Ace and Nikki stared at each other for a while before Ace finally broke the silence. 

“Okay fine. Tell me the truth, Terror. Do you love Starshine?” 

Nikki snorted. “I got feelings, sure..but I wouldn’t say they’re love.” 

“What would you say they are?” 

“I don’t see why you need to get all in my face about this. I’m not gonna steal Princess from you. We got close. We had fun. Now it’s over.”

Ace narrowed his eyes. “That’s not what I saw a couple days ago.”

“I can’t say hello to someone I haven’t seen in a long time? It’s your own problem if you didn’t like the way I did it.” 

“I’m gonna make this crystal clear..you’re a vulgar little punk and I don’t like you..but we need you for this fight. I don’t really care what you do as long as you don’t have your dirty hands all over my Starshine while I’m around. Are we done here? Cause I’m done.” Ace turned and left before StarChild could stop him. He looked at Black Dahlia who shook her head. “Clearly he has strong feelings about this. I think we should just leave him alone for now. He said what he needed to say.” Nikki shrugged. “Your SpaceMan’s got a lot of insecurities if he feels threatened by somebody like me. I’m not a ‘relationship’ kind of guy. The sooner he gets that through his head, the better.” StarChild gazed at him sadly. “Was I..just a fling to you then..?” 

“Aw, Princess..you could never be just a fling to anybody~ You put me under a spell that night. I wouldn’t have lost track of ya if I coulda helped it. A lot of shit’s happened between then and now. When we’ve got the time I tell ya all about it. I wanna stay around but not if it’s gonna make him an asshole to ya. If you wanna we can try again after this is over. Deal?”  After some consideration StarChild nodded slowly. “Yes..I think I’d like that.” Nikki pulled him close for a kiss. “Get some sleep, Princess. You look exhausted~”  After Nikki went back into his room Black Dahlia placed her hand on StarChild's shoulder. “He’s right. We’ve done all we can here. Come..I can give you something to help you sleep~” 

In another part of the tower Mick was strumming random chords on his guitar when there was a knock at his door. Visitors this late? Couldn’t be those damn kids. They were probably too busy partying. While his weakened body forced him to be stuck in his room. Alone. Sighing, he got up from his bed and answered. “Alright, what do you wa–” He stopped mid sentence when he was faced with Demon, Vinneketh and their little infant daughter. “Oh. Wasn’t expectin’ such lofty company. Come in if you wanna.” Vinneketh accepted the invitation while Demon stayed outside and watched. “Begging your pardon..I hope I am not intruding.” Mick scoffed. “Intruding on what? As you can see nobody’s got time for the dead weight.” There was so much pain in those words. Mental as well as physical, and Vinneketh could feel it all. “I understand..and I think I can help you.” 

“I appreciate the offer but nobody can help me.” 

“How do you know? You have not tried everything.” 

“Heh..I guess you’ve got me there. What can you do?” 

“Will you accept an exchange of favors?” 

“Maybe. What do you want me to do?” 

Vinneketh smiled and placed Ayesha in his arms. “Will you stay in the Star Tower and guard our daughter during the battle?” Mick stared down at the little girl who just giggled and reached for him. Vinneketh laughed softly. “It seems you have her approval. She likes you~” Mick was at a loss for words. He was never around any children in Anarkia so he never considered one would actually like him. He smiled back at her and let her grab one of his fingers. “Okay y’got yourself a deal. I’ll watch the little angel for ya~” 

“Perfect~ We will return with her things~” Demon continued to stare as Vinneketh left the room. “We’re counting on you. If anything happens to her I guarantee you won’t live to regret it.” Mick sat back on his bed with Ayesha while they played a little game of tug-of-war. “Relax, Demon Man she’ll be perfectly safe with me.” Demon let his husband grab his hand and lead him away. “She will be fine, Beloved~ Master will have one of his strongest barriers around the Star Tower remember?” Demon sighed. “Yes, I know..but still..we barely know him.” Vinneketh stroked his husband’s hair. “If Ayesha did not feel safe with him I would not have left her. Give him a chance, Beloved~” 

In the morning numerous sparkling white caravans had arrived at the Palace. With a big smile on his face StarChild went out to greet his newest close friend. “Hello, Freddie~!!” 

“StarChild..hello, darling~!! Apologies for being fashionably late but let’s face it, I wouldn’t be any other kind~” They both laughed as they hugged. “But really it’s good to see you again~ I brought part of my military force here with me just in case extra hands are needed~” StarChild looked at him with wide eyes. “Y-you did? Oh you are truly sent from the Gods, my friend. My people will never forget Rhye’s assistance insuring their safety~ Once you and your Court are settled into your quarters we can all meet in the Main Hall. I can feel them coming closer. We cannot afford to delay this any longer.” Freddie nodded. “Indeed we can’t. We caught a glimpse of that Cult coming from your jungle on our way here. We have what remains of the jungle’s clans with us. One of the Wildcats was insistent upon seeing you but I told him–” 

“And I told you I don’t take orders from anyone!!” 

StarChild turned to see CatMan storming towards him with his eyes blazing green. “Get someone to heal me quickly. You’re not keeping me out of this fight. Those bastards will pay for what they did to my Clan!!” 

To be Continued!!

[mxliv-oftheendless]

Black Dahlia (Chapter 6)

Morning all, and welcome back to Black Dahlia! This is sorta more of a filler chapter where not much action happens, but don’t you love those kinds of chapters? Hope you enjoy! Also, there’s no “Keep Reading” thing this time because I’m posting this from my phone and I can’t put a “Keep Reading” thing there from my phone for some damn reason. Sheesh, Tumblr, amirite? Anyway, read on and enjoy!

After completing their search of the sector, the only room they hadn’t checked was the chem lab, as it was locked.

“Shandi has the keys,” Starchild told Heather. “So we need to find Shandi.”

Shandi, luckily, was in her special effects lab, making sure effects worked for the concert. She was happy to open the lab for them, she just had to finish a test run.

Heather watched the generated ghost fly around and moan and cackle, and she had to admit—her effects were impressive. She definitely had the means to conjure a realistic-looking scythe… but what potentially was her motivation? She definitely stood to lose something if the park closed.

“Do you like working at KISS World, Shandi?” Heather asked her conversationally.

Shandi looked up at the question, and smiled. “Yeah, it’s pretty great. I mean, that security lady, Delilah, is kind of intense, but Mr. Goldman’s nice. It’s definitely better than always being on the road. Why do you ask?”

“I dunno, I just heard the park might close if this witch mystery isn’t solved,”

Shandi looked surprised. “Really? That’s terrible!”

Heather nodded. “Yeah, it is.” Reassured slightly, Heather went back to watching the ghost.

Suddenly, the door banged open and someone ran inside, tackling the ghost—or trying to tackle it, rather. There was a grunt, and then a splash. Why was there a splash?

“Freddy!” a voice cried out. Daphne?

The form on the floor sat up. “What is this place?” he said aloud—it was Fred.

The ghost disappeared, and Shandi turned the lights back on. “It’s my special effects lab,” she said.

Heather looked, and it was indeed Fred on the ground, looking soaked, with Daphne behind him. “Hey, kids!” she said cheerfully.

Starchild was not so cheerful. “I thought I told you guys to stay back,”

Daphne glared pointedly at Fred as he picked himself up off the ground. “Some of us had other ideas,”

Shandi looked at Fred’s soaked clothing. “Don’t worry, Fred, we can dry you off.” She turned to her two assistants. “Beth? Christine?”

The two girls went over to a huge fan and turned it on. The blast of air blew Fred back, and distorted his voice as he tried to speak.

When the girls turned off the fan, Daphne spoke again. “I take it you didn’t find the witch?”

Heather shook her head. “Nope,”

“We searched this whole sector except for the chem lab,” Starchild replied. “That’s why we came to Shandi.”

“I’m the only one who has the key,” Shandi explained. “C’mon, let’s go.”

The group followed Shandi down the hallway to the lab. “If you don’t mind me asking, Shandi,” Heather said to her, “why is the lab locked?”

“For the last few months, chemicals have gone missing,” Shandi replied. “So I keep the lab under lock and key. No one gets in without coming to me first.”

“What kinds of chemicals?”

“Gases, mostly. The gas is harmless to people, but the effect it makes is cool.”

Shandi unlocked the door, opened it, and turned on the lights. There were tables set up, and a machine over in one corner, but other than that the tables were bare. “See?” Shandi gestured to the tables. “Empty.”

Fred’s eyes lit up at the sight of the machine. “Hey, is that a chemical analyzer?”

Shandi smiled. “Pretty smart of you, Fred,”

“I’ve got a couple at home,” Fred pulled out the evidence bag containing the red dust. “Hey, do you think you can analyze this? It’s the residue from the witch’s mist.”

Shandi took the bag. “Sure. Anything for a fellow chemie.”

Fred watched her go over to the analyzer. Heather raised an eyebrow at that, then turned to find Daphne glaring in Shandi’s direction. Jealousy on both fronts, eh? This is sure to end well…

The analysis was going to take a few hours, so Fred and Daphne decided to meet up with the rest of the gang.

“Would you allow me to escort you back to the surface, m’lady?” Starchild asked Heather jokingly, bowing like a gentleman as Daphne and Fred walked off.

Heather laughed and curtsied. “Oh, how very kind of you, sir,”

As they were walking back to the surface, Heather suddenly thought of the flowers lining the wall. “Hey, by the way, I wasn’t expecting the flowers outside the wall. Who did that?”

“Uh…” Starchild rubbed the back of his neck. “… We suggested it. The band, I mean. We didn’t actually expect them to do it.”

Heather wasn’t expecting that. “Oh… Well, they look really nice.”

The two of them were silent for a moment, then Starchild said, “Heather… if you wanted to, you could come back.”

Heather turned to him in surprise. “I could?”

“As I said, if you wanted to. We’d all accept you back. If you don’t want to, it’s okay. But… we miss you almost every day.”

Heather couldn’t find a reply, except for, “… Can I think it over?”

Starchild nodded. “Of course. Take all the time you need, and when you’re ready, we’ll be there.”

-KISSTERIA-

Heather rejoined the gang in the security building. Upon walking into the room with the security cameras, she immediately noticed Shaggy and Scooby were shaking, glancing around. “What happened to you guys?”

“Like, we ran into the witch and some freaky KISS monsters!” Shaggy replied. “We like barely escaped with our lives!”

From where she was sitting at the computers, Velma rolled her eyes. “Don’t be so dramatic, Shaggy.” She turned and explained to Heather, “They ran into the Crimson Witch, and she apparently made KISS monster statues come alive. By the time we got there, they were gone.”

Heather raised her eyebrows at both the story and Velma calling her the Crimson Witch. “Freaky. How was your visit to Chikara?”

Velma frowned at the thought of the woman. “I’ll give her this: she can tell a story.”

“It still seems kind of freaky to me,” Daphne stated. “Too freaky to be real.”

Heather didn’t reply to that. She wished it was too freaky to be real, too.

She and the gang gathered around Velma’s chair as she keyed up character profiles of all the people they had met tonight. “I can’t say we don’t have enough suspects,” she said. “The problem is finding a motive.”

“The only one who’d like the park to shut down is Chip,” said Fred. “But he doesn’t seem smart enough.”

Daphne turned to him. “Shandi’s smart enough,”

“I know,” Fred replied. “But she’s way too cute to be a suspect.”

Daphne glared at him. Heather rolled her eyes. “I’m not too sure about Shandi, Daphne,” she said to the obviously-jealous girl. “I asked her earlier about it—I don’t think she wants the park to shut down.”

“What about Manny Goldman?” Velma asked.

Heather frowned as Manny’s profile came up onscreen. “Manny would never do something like this,” she insisted. “He’s not the type. Besides, he doesn’t even want the park to close.”

“Like, neither would the security lady,” Shaggy chimed in. “They’d lose their jobs.”

“Chikara’s the one who’s most obsessed with the witch,” Velma said, turning her chair around. “She talks as if she’s really supernatural.”

“She’s not?” Shaggy asked.

“No, Shaggy, she’s not. No matter what you think you’ve seen, there has to be a rational explanation.”

Heather didn’t give a reply to that, either. The way this mystery was going, she was going to let Velma stick to her philosophy for as long as possible—she wasn’t going to sink so low as to shatter it for her.

“It all centers on that rock,” Fred commented.

“The so-called Rock of KISSteria,” Velma agreed, “which seems to be KISS’s Detroit Rock.”

Heather snorted slightly at that. It was a lame cover story back then, and it was a lame cover story now.

“You mean the one they sing about in that song ‘Detroit Rock City’?” Shaggy asked. “I always thought that stood for rock and roll!”

“Huh.” The gang and Heather turned to see Spaceman and Starchild entering the room. It was Spaceman who had spoken. “Never thought of that,” he said thoughtfully. “I guess that works too.”

“Did you figure anything out?” Starchild asked the group.

“Not yet,” Daphne answered. “But if we had that rock, we might be able to set a trap.”

Starchild smiled at her. “Then maybe it’s time we hand it over to you, darling,”

-KISSTERIA-

Heather watched in anticipation as Demon placed the ornate box on the table, trying hard not to bounce on the balls of her feet in excitement.

“I do not like this,” Demon growled.

Starchild just kept smiling. “It’s going to be fine,”

“How do you know?”

Starchild just pointed at his right eye.

Demon was not amused. “Oy…”

Catman spoke up. “C’mon, Demon. If we don’t stop the witch tonight, the park’ll go under!”

“So let’s rock these kids already!” Spaceman exclaimed.

The two of them placed their hands on the box one after the other, and Starchild followed. When they placed their hands on the box, a musical note sounded out.

Demon finally heaved a sigh and threw his hands up in the air. “Alright,”

He placed his hand on the box, and a fourth musical note sounded. Then the top decoration of the box twisted around, then sank down. The box opened, and the Rock of KISSteria was revealed to them all.

Perhaps it was because it had been years since she’d seen it, but the sight of the majestic black diamond took Heather’s breath away. She had always taken pride in the fact that her family helped to create that rock, and to see it before her eyes again was nothing short of an honor.

The rest of the gang seemed awed as well. “Jinkies,” Velma breathed. “It’s a black diamond!”

“The largest in the world,” Starchild informed her proudly.

“That explains why the Crimson Witch has turned this place upside down looking for it!” Daphne exclaimed.

“Now it’s just a matter of setting a trap,” Fred said, getting his serious plan-making look on his face.

“Yeah!” Shaggy agreed, placing his hand on Scooby’s head. “So like, who’s going to be the bait?”

All of them, Heather included, turned to look at them and chorused, “You are!”

Shaggy and Scooby visibly deflated at the news. “Scoob, how is it that out of four ginormous superheroes, you and I have to do the hard part?”

Scooby sighed despairingly. “Oh, just lucky, I guess,”

Heather smiled at them. “C’mon, guys, you can do it! KISS can’t lure her out; they’re too obvious.”

“Yeah,” Catman agreed. “Put yourself in our shoes.”

Shaggy perked up at that. “Y’know what? That might just help.”

-KISSTERIA-

“… and then we’ll throw the net over the witch!” Fred concluded, smiling in excitement as he finished explaining his plan. “So, how’s that sound?”

He was met with silence. Demon, in his usual blunt fashion, spoke up first. “Your plan is to lure her out with the Rock of KISSteria… and throw a net over her?”

“Yeah!” Fred nodded. Then his smile faded slightly. “Why? Is that bad?”

Catman shrugged. “I mean, it’s not a bad plan. It’s just…”

“You’re going to need to do better than that,” Spaceman finished.

Velma looked skeptical. “She’s just a woman in a costume. How hard can it be to trap her?”

“Very hard,”

Everyone turned to Heather. Her arms were crossed, her gaze was on the floor, and the younger kids were instantly struck by the haunted look on her face. She looked up at Fred. “Fred, far be it from me to get in the way of your trap-making, but it’s not going to be that simple. Either add on to it, or scrap it and think of something else.”

“But Aunt Heather—” Fred began, but Heather cut him off, her voice now firm.  

“I don’t care. You need to do better than just throwing a net over her!” She turned to the rest of the gang. “And that goes for the rest of you. The Crimson Witch is dangerous, kids. She’s not some run-of-the-mill monster who’s just a human in a costume. You all have to understand that from here on out, you could get seriously hurt, or even killed. So figure it out, but in the gods’ names, do not just settle for throwing a net over her.”

She turned on her heel and headed for the door, saying over her shoulder, “I’ll go tell Manny we’re making a plan.”

When she had disappeared out the door, Daphne made to follow her. “Let her go,” Starchild said to her. “She’ll be fine.”

“I’ve never seen her like that before,” Fred said worriedly. “What is it about the Crimson Witch that makes her so upset?”

“Chikara mentioned Heather, too,” Velma piped up. “But she kept calling her ‘Black Dahlia.’ Why is that?”

KISS glanced at each other, and it was Starchild who answered. “There’s a lot about Heather she doesn’t like to talk about, and a lot more to her than you realize.”

“But Aunt Heather’s… Aunt Heather!” Fred insisted. “She’s not some maniac with a ton of secrets! She’s just Aunt Heather, my sixty-year-old aunt who likes flowers and rock music! Why would she want to keep secrets?”

Demon glared at him pointedly. “Let’s say something happened to you, so horrible that you were never the same as you were before. Would you want to talk about it?”

None of them had an answer to that.

[darkspellmaster]

YJ Theory: About Cassandra “Scandal” Savage...

.

We meet Cassandra “Scandal” Savage. Now something important about her is that Cassandra, here after to be called Scandal because that’s how I know her, is one of the members of the Secret Six, a group that Lex Luthor put together to fight against Alexander Luthor in Infinite crises.

What’s interesting here is a few things. Firstly we see that Scandal isn’t the only child of Vandal that is in his employment. She’s working with her older sister Olympia, who is in early stages of dementia. What we learn from Episode 7 is a slightly altered version of Vandal’s life, namely that Nabu was his son (not so in the comics), however we also see it keeps true to some aspects, him being Genghis Khan and that during that time he made a deal with Darkseid, he was also the legendary hero Marduk, and founded the Light with his daughter Ishtar. Oh and he was stabbed by the Immortal man...more on that in a moment.

The thing about Vandal and Scandal is that while there is some love there, there are issues and, unlike Talia who seems to follow her father’s teachings, Scandal has never been one to trust her dad, regardless of how much she loves him.

So a few things. Firstly like I said, Scandal along with Catman, Bane and several other villains are recuited by Lex Luthor under the alias Mockingbird, to form a group to take down the Society of Villains, run by, in the comics, his son from an Alt.reality. During the last episode, Home Fires, we get an interesting comment from Vandal about the number of people in the Light, seven, being a lucky number, or a good number, or something akin to that. For the secret Six there were only six known members, however the seventh was Lex, thus making them an even number to go against the Light and challenge them.

Given that Scandal has shown up I have a feeling we’re going to see the Secret Six showing up as opposition to the Light and probably lead by Luthor again. Why? Well for a few good reasons. I suspect that for all of Lex’s willingness to work with the Light, even he has his limits, and given the stuff going down with the Reach and now this, Lex is no idiot. Ra’s was one of the few that could keep Savage in balance, and I think that Lex realizes that the deal with Apokolips is not going to benefit them. I have no doubt that he’s going to form the Secret Six to undo what he’s doing with the Light because it’s going to screw him over somehow personally.

Scandal, is going to probably have a falling out with her father at some point over Darkseid. We know that Vandal here has respect for his children, even in death with Olympia as we order him to give his daughter a proper goddess burial and funeral, meaning he gives a damn, and probably it hurt him to do what he did to her. (Plus in my book making Savage not a total monster that some writers do.) We also know that she may start a relationship with her two wives in the near future (Yes for those who don’t know Scandal is married to two women in a poly-relationship.) The question though is when and how. Will she let Mongol out? Will it be with the help of Nabu? or the Immortal man? Should be interesting to see where this goes.

Also with the name Cassandra being connected to the woman that could see the future, this could have some implications of her powers. Meaning she may have foresight into the future of the series. Which could be good or bad.

[j-katz-blog1]

JACOB KATZMAN: ABOUT

GENERAL

first name? jacob. surname? katzman. middle name? alexander. nicknames? jake, jakey, katzman. on the more silly/ironic side: catman, catdaddy, katillac. date of birth? january 9th, 1987. age? thirty two.

APPEARANCE

height? 5′11″. build? fit ectomorph.  hair color? dark brown. hairstyle? it’s on the longish side, to his chin. he keeps it swept back, typically using product to keep it loosely in place. eye color? dark brown. face shape? diamond. race/ethnicity? ashkenazi jew, european. glasses or contact lenses? neither, he has great vision. he will, however, occasionally wear tinted glasses simply because he likes the look. distinguishing facial features? his roman-shaped nose, and protruding eyes. types of clothes? jake wears business casual. tucked in shirts with the sleeves rolled up, dress pants, and loafers. never a tie (unless, of course, an event calls for it). how do they wear their clothes? again, tucked in shirts with rolled up sleeves. additionally, he’ll leave a button or two unbuttoned--the more casual the event, the more buttons unbuttoned. he also wears a lot of blues (light and dark), grays, whites, and browns. mannerisms? he uses his hands to talk, touches his face/hair when he’s thinking/talking, and has the tendency to stare off into space.

FAMILY

father? david katzman, 70. a retired corporate lawyer/partner at a well respected/known firm in manhattan: katzman and pinkett. he now works as a legal consultant to stay busy. mother? barbara katzman, 65. former administrative assistant. became a full time housewife when jacob was born/when david’s firm became far more successful.  sister? tiffany katzman, 34. paralegal at katzman and pinkett.  relationship with each? with his father: jake is close with his dad, though it seems they have kind of a... professional relationship rather than a father-son relationship. the way his dad talks to him is more along the lines of a mentor talking to his apprentice, but jake has never had an issue with that. with his mother: jake is his mom’s BABY BOY. her only son. the light of her life. she’s very publicly proud of him and his accomplishments, and she talks him up to everyone she meets. every time he visits, she kisses him, pinches his cheeks, and gives him hugs. there is no denying that jake is close with his mother, even though her overly-affectionate attitude towards him feels like a bit much to him at times. he calls her at least twice a week, and she is his main connection to everything going on at home. with his sister: jake and tiffany do not get along. when jake was first brought home from the hospital, the first thing tiffany had to say was ‘take it back’. growing up, they were always tormenting each other, fighting, and making mean comments about one another. no matter what their mother did to encourage getting along, nothing ever seemed to stick. even now as adults, they’re very immaturely hateful towards one another. through it all, however, they still technically love each other. 

PERSONALITY 

what words/phrases do they overuse? jake says ‘oh?’ and ‘i don’t care’ often. are they more optimistic or pessimistic? pessimistic.  are they introverted or extroverted? somewhere in the middle. an ambivert.  what bad habits do they have? being judgmental, imposing his beliefs on others, talking over people. what makes them laugh out loud? well-established inside jokes. how do they display affection? lots of touching (whether it’s romantic, like touching someone’s thigh/lower back/cheek. or platonic, like touching someone’s shoulder/arm.), smiling, joking around.  how do they want to be seen by others? successful and capable. how competitive are they? extremely. he will make a competition out of anything. do they make snap judgments or take time to consider? mostly snap. he won’t think critically unless he’s having an in depth discussion, or when he’s called upon to. how do they react to praise? rather... smugly. like he knew he did a good job. how do they react to criticism? typically defensive. when it’s from someone he views as below him, he’ll get angry before dismissing it entirely. if it’s from someone he views as equal/above him, he’ll still show signs of being defensive before deciding to do better (usually for petty reasons).  what is their greatest fear? settling.  what is their philosophy of life? that there is always something to fight for. when was the last time they cried? jake doesn’t cry a lot. in fact, it can seem like he’s a robot with no emotions more often than not. but the last time he cried was when he came to the realization that he and odessa weren’t on the same life path, and that the only resolution at the time was saying goodbye. what are their political views? he is a registered democrat, leaning towards the more liberal side of the spectrum. he’s pro-choice, anti-gun, and a firm believer in taxing corporations/the one percent. he does not get along with a good chunk of conservatives.  what are their pet peeves? people who aren’t registered to vote/don’t care to change that. slow walkers/talkers. loud eaters. smacking of gum. people who wait around to be told what to do instead of taking initiative.

PAST AND FUTURE

what was your character like as a baby? as a child? as a baby, jake was very well behaved and quite happy. he giggled a lot, smiled a lot, and hardly ever cried. everyone who ever took care of him said he was the easiest baby to tend to. as a child, he was super argumentative and too smart for his own good. example: he was the one kid who told all the kids who celebrated christmas that santa claus wasn’t real. he wasn’t afraid to tell other kids at his school that they were, in fact, stupid. on top of all that, he had a very leader-like essence about him. the kids in his grade followed him like ducks in a row.  did they grow up rich or poor? his family is part of the upper-middle class--which mainly had to do with the fact that his parents became parents are a relatively ‘later’ age when their careers were firmly established. so because of that, jacob’s childhood teetered on the wealthier side of things. he went to private schools, after all.  did they grow up nurtured or neglected? very, very nurtured.  what was their first kiss like? horrible. it was with a girl a year older than him. tons of rumors surrounded her being super experienced, but after jake kissed her--he had a sense that she had no clue what she was doing, just like him. when he brought that up to her, he worded things in a way that was rude, and so she slapped him. what are their ambitions? right now, his long term goal is to become the campaign manager of a presidential campaign.  what advice would they give their younger self? ‘sometimes people don’t need to be told how bad they are at something.’ what was their childhood ambition? his long term goal growing up was to get into an ivy league school. did they have an imaginary childhood friend? no, but when he was really young--he did try. simply because he thought it was something he had to do. when he realized it was something that wasn’t required, he moved on. when was the last time they were crushed with disappointment? circling back to his relationship with odessa--the last time jake was crushed with disappointment was when she drew the line for herself, and decided she didn’t want to be pushed the way jake was pushing her. it was a lot of frustration early on. the disappointment didn’t arrive until the dust began to settle.

LOVE

do they believe in love at first sight? no. but at times, he wished that he had the kind of light-hearted personality that allowed for beliefs like that. are they in a relationship? it’s complicated. how do they behave in a relationship? jake is super affectionate with his partners. hand holding. an arm around their waist. pda. he’ll also send them flowers, and call them when he’s away from them. he’s a very relationship-oriented person if the person he’s with feels right to him. if not? he’s alarmingly distant and unaffectionate. has your character ever been in love? it’s hard to say, he’s not super in tune with his emotions like that--but he knows for sure that if anything, he’s been close. have they ever been heartbroken? yes.

WORK / EDUCATION / HOBBIES

what is their current job? a campaign field director.  what do they think of their current job? he enjoys it. he likes the impact he’s making, and the exciting ‘up in the air’ feeling of it all. but he knows he’d like to be doing more within the campaign, that he’s capable of doing more. what are some of their past jobs? a server at a restaurant to a variety of internships, to a political analyst, to his current position.   educational background? he went to private school for grades k-12. from there, he went on to study at harvard where he graduated with honors in political science. do they have a natural talent for something? jake is scary good at written tests of any kind. what are their hobbies? he reads a lot of books and watches a lot of movies. he’s a little bit of a movie buff. he also really enjoys beer on a level that’s lowkey snobbish.  do they play a sport? are they any good? he was on his middle school’s AND high school’s respective swim teams. he never took it super seriously, but he was pretty good at it. during the off season for swimming, he did cross country. he enjoyed the latter thoroughly. 

DAILY LIFE

what are their eating habits? he eats very healthily, sticks to a somewhat strict diet that compliments his workout routine. he does, however, have a scary fast metabolism and can honestly get away with eating absolute garbage all while staying thin. what is their home like? as it currently stands, jake has two homes. his ‘main’ home in brooklyn, and his temporary home in richmond. both are extremely tidy. he’s always been a super clean person. his home in brooklyn reflects his personality a bit more than his richmond residence--as it is decorated with art, and modern furniture, whereas the richmond home is barren and cold, reminding him of just how temporary it is. with all of that in mind, the richmond residence has a bit more of a ‘lived in’ quality to it, since it’s currently the home he spends his nights at. the brooklyn home instead feels a bit staged, like it’s on the market and furnished only to look good to potential buyers simply because he’s not there to give it the feeling that someone lives there. are they a minimalist or a clutter hoarder? a minimalist. he’s always prepared to move.  what do they first do on a weekday morning? first thing’s first, he’ll make coffee. second, he’ll go for a jog. after that, he’ll shower, eat breakfast, and then leave for work.  what do they do on a sunday afternoon? sunday is his personal office day, so he spends most of the day knocking out stuff he needs to complete for the week. if he doesn’t have anything he needs to finish, though, he dedicated the day to relaxing/spending time with his loved ones. what do they do on a friday night? it depends on the friday in question. sometimes he’ll hit the gym. other times he’ll go on a date or get drunk with friends. what is their soda of choice? in all honesty? jake doesn’t drink soda, and honestly never has cared for it much in adulthood. when he was younger, though, he was partial to grape. what is their alcoholic drink of choice? beer. he likes to drink from local breweries. 

[smols-n-tols]

What Are We?

👀👀👀Smols ‘N Tols is a cult network of writers and readers that happen to be of varying heights. This blog was originally created for us to reblog posts and writings for each other to enjoy and comment on, but then people started following the network,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,lmao.

So this is a belated welcome from all the admins of Smols ‘N Tols!

Speaking of the admins, here are all 13 of us along with a small description of who we are as written by admin Minhyun lmao.

(and me admin dandan <3)</p>

[I wanted to write things also!! so my stuff is in brackets -admin guanlin]

Admin Minhyun: @ukulelewrites: masterlist

ThIS GiRl OkAy she’s lITERALLY obsessed with Kim Donghan (I mean who isn’t have you sEEN hIm) and spreadsheets bc she’s organiZED AF. But in all seriousness she’s actually really sweet and although we all #expose her a lot she’s always there to keep us calm (somewhat) and we are actually able to get things done when she’s active in the group chat I mean Justine is the adult but Natty lowkey acts like the adult. Says she’s loyal to Donghan and Minhyun, BUT WE KNOW THE TRUTH. 

wYM???????????? ~ Admin Minhyun

dan dan the catman lover nat is 78.56% complete with her mission to convert the whole of smol-n-tols to spreadsheet enthusiasts

also wanted to write ‘gracefully shoved his tongue down her throat’ once???

swEATY lisTEN i really really really did NOT want to reference Mug’s smut reblog for that makeout scene, i had to work with what i knew about the topic,,,,which is absolutely nothing :-) ~ Admin Minhyun

[very sweet! she is the coolest kid at school with her robotics team hell yeah. really smart and r e a l l y beautiful wow I love a visual. we are both in our school’s a capella groups but im 100% sure nat’s school is better simply bc she is in it. nat writes very well pls read her stuff! I highly recommend scintilla i cried when reading it]

Admin Jihoon: @jihoonslattee: writes

Chiii is honestly the cuTEST PERSON EVER. Dance goddess. Probably jeojang’d her way into everyone in this network’s heart???? Loves Jihoon a lot.

[literally a ball of sunshine :) She is so energetic and has such a kind personality :’) honestly one of the nicest friends i’ve ever had. /thank you for being my friend chi i love/ chi also writes very well so pls check her out!]

Admin DanDan the Catman Daniel: @princess-megz

Mug is probably like, cast away on a piece of driftwood rn in the middle of the typhoon, but we’re pretty sure she’s alive. What’s a bias list lmao? Also pretty wild. Once reblogged smut to the network trying to help me have a reference for a make out fic,,,,,,,,,,,i will never see mug in the same light ever again,,,,,,,,, 

perfection condensed into a human = moo

also claims to be pure and innocent but 👀 👀 👀

[w i l d. I’m a lurker n every time meg is in the chat every one is there and something big is going on. basically the life of the party! if you want a visual of what she looks like, just imagine the cutest person ever and that’s meg]

Admin Jisung: @seungkwanslowqualityenglish: masterlist

Our mom, Justine is gr8. You think she’d be the responsible one,,,,nah, none of us are responsible. Drops knowledge on us 24/7.

[justine seems to know just about everything. she is the gc genius and resident mom. i never get to talk to her :( but she really is trust worthy and truly amazing. her whole blog is a1 though pls check her out]

Admin Seonho: @ladynightmareii

sNAZzy is our maknae lmao. Half the time she’s wildin’ with us, half the time she’s judging us.

she may be smol but she’s reaDY TO FIGHT

[a smol bb. seems to know more about life than i do, even though she is three years younger than me. i also never get to talk to her, but she is very energetic and unique in the best way possible]

Admin Jinyoung: @simplicitwannaone

How to Kill Laura 101 written by Natty: just write a makeout scene lmAO. tbh she’s wild. The type to help you figure out how to write a stripping scene. High-key a hoe™. Probably would give Donghyun a lap dance for free tbh. Wouldn’t put it past her.

wow an actual queen i love her so much i neED TO PROTECC wow words cant explain hOW AMAzinG this person is evERYTHING AND MORE ,,, also sends unnecessary shirtless daniel photos and thighgrabbing!ong all the time i wanna enD her but thank her bc did i save those photos or did they save me 

[very sweet :) she was one of the first people to talk to me when I joined the gc. lau is really one of a kind. she is so so so so so amazing that i really can’t describe in proper words. beautiful inside and out!]

Admin Daehwi: @dae-vil: masterlist

Dae posts some,,,,,,,,questionable things into the gc sometimes *war flashback to the woojin comment* Spams the gc w/ lots of unNECESSARY PICS OF DANIEL. She spams w/ pics of everyone and it’s gr8 bc now i have a couple options for my wallpaper.

[really chill and really cool. i don’t get to talk to her often, but most often her snaps are her chillin at home with her cat and tbh that’s the life. i really appreciate her!! she once wrote an imagine w all of the smols-n-tols members hidden in it and that was pretty cool]

Admin Guanlin: @wannaoone

Rachel is a lurker lmao. We love her loads tho but I only get to speak to her .5 times a week. Probably slaying everyone with her marching band.

[i’ll write for myself since nat was the only one to write one. i admit, im a lurker :( im sorry! im a senior in high school rn and im really busy 25/8 which gives me no time to respond in the chat as much as I like. everyone in the network is always so welcoming even when I don’t respond for a long time.... im really sorry guys, but i hope you read what i wrote for you and see how much u mean 2 me :’(((]

Admin Jaehwan: @kakaotaeks

Elena is a straight savage. We don’t see much of her nowadays but we still love her loads!

iconic quotes include: ‘twerk twerk twerk’, ‘that voice makes me want to get on my knees’ (reference: talking about an anime voice actor???), ‘we r on fe same twma’, ‘i would lowkey leave hyungseob for him’’, etc

101% confirmed by admin Minhyun, Elena will get on her knees for Ouran’s Hikaru Hitachiin’s voice,,,,or was it Kaoru????

[beautiful. i miss her a lot and hope she stops by again. truly a lovely person with an amazing personality.]

Admin Minki: @heochannies: masterlist

Meike is wiLD. Natty: “idk how to write angry make out scenes” Meike: “lmao, from experience,,,” All bow down to queen meike. Pops in every now and then but we love her nonetheless. Her eyebrows slay me 101/10 times a day.

[incredibly beautiful. she knows she looks good and uses it. i dont get to talk to her often, but i know she is very lively and kind. super supportive and awesome, literally the perfect person]

Admin Sungwoon: @imagineproduce101: masterlist

Carina,,,,,,,she’s the reason we’re here lmao. The gc is bc of her. Slays us all with her writing. AU’s on point all the time. I’m still shook about Hogwarts Donghan leT ME LIVE. When she’s not slaying us with her writings, she’s a vv sweet person and we love her loads not as much as she loves ong tho

[a queen. carina is beautiful inside and out. she is always killin it w debate. she is very understanding, especially since both of us are the same age n everything else. im very thankful for her, she truly is wonderful :) she also writes incredibly well so read her stuff holy shit it’s amazing. fun fact: i traveled to hk over the summer and before i left i opened chrome and saved her mafia au tag and left it open so when i was on the plane i could open chrome and read them again. im dead serious she is amazing]

Admin Woojin: @peachiejihoonie: writes

peachi is such a fucking cuTIEPIE??? Like 10/10 would flirt and she would barely notice lmao. you gotta be Friendship Level 999999999 to know anything about her. when I see she’s messaged the group chat I think of tol bois in pastel pink (I live for replay team 1) and honestly she’s??? so???? cute????? I cannot stress that enough. peachi is a straight savage™ Once jumped off a cliff and she was officially the coolest member in the gc. 

[beautiful! hot! cool! peachi is so awesome. her sense of style slays my entire life. knows how to look good and kills it omfg. peachi is very sweet and always brightens my day!! she is one of the few i /have/ a snap streak with and it’s always a blessin seeing her snaps. i love u peachi]

Anyways, that’s a quick rundown of the people running this mess lmao. 

[nostalgic-blood]

THAT MOVIE THO.

spoilers under the cut of course

Yeah yeah yeah pacing issues, too much cool stuff crammed into a movie with too little time to spare for many characters including AJ and Flutts who unfortunately made no friends and thus, had they not been in the movie nothing would really have affected the plot. They were there for MORAL support okay. Also my favourite gag wouldn’t have worked without Fluttershy. I wish I could watch it again to refresh my memory, but basically they were stowaways on an airship full of pirates, and the pirates find them and threaten them, like eating them or scarring them or SCARRING THEM EMOTIONALLY, and each threat is tailored to a specific pony, and the emotional one focused on Fluttershy. That was great. I loved that gag.

Also the plot was like, simple. EXTREMELY SIMPLE. bad guys show up. Run away from bad guys. search for macguffin that can defeat the bad guys. Bad guys capture good guys anyway. FRIENDSHIP IS POWER THAT CAN DEFEAT--well no, not in the giant rainbow beam smashes into bad guy kind of defeat. The bad guy actually died, and there was a lot of fighting in the climax. Huh.

Well anyway the world building was very good which I normally would never even comment on because when it comes to MLP I usually don’t give two shits about the lore. For instance in season seven they’re introducing a whole bunch of mythical legends that while might be interesting on their own, are presented in a such a way that the episode tends to be a complete bore. What do I learn about Rarity or AJ in an episode where all they do is tell campfire stories? There is no focus on a conflict or any moral lesson (except the small ones in the stories themselves) and little interaction between the main characters. I was so bored by that episode. The Daring Do episode fared even worse and somehow they shoehorned it as Pinkie’s legend (??!!?) despite Pinkie having not read any Daring Do books and having little reason to be on this adventure. (This doesn’t even begin to describe how much Daring Do being real is one of the weakest aspects of the show itself, but I digress)

The only episode that was an interesting way to depict a legend was the Fluttershy episode because figuring out who this historical healer was, was important to curing and preventing the spread of a horrible deadly illness, so that one had great and suspenseful setup with a lot of development for Fluttershy. And frankly I think in terms of legends themselves Fluttershy’s was the least interesting, but because it was framed by a really good episode about Flutters it was the best one.

Oh right I was supposed to talk about the movie.

But yeah, one thing I REALLY like and thought was a possibility in the MLP universe were sky pirates or at least sky sailors or whatever, and HERE THEY ARE, EXISTING! And BEING PIRATES! AIRSHIPS ARE A THING! They even had one in the newest MLP episode. I knew they existed for a long while (one appeared in a small moment during Rarity’s song in Sweet and Elite back in season two) but they were never really utilized until this movie. I don’t know how i feel about tons of all anthro-looking creatures though. I always assumed the world of MLP was all these quadrupedal creatures and if they did stand on two legs it was because they were hybrids with human-like pieces such as minotaurs. Or dragons, but let’s not talk about them.

But here it’s this anthro-cat, and some anthro-fishmen, and then anthro birds, and the big bad is okay because he looks like a primate of some sort, so it makes sense, but the rest of em... ehhhh. I guess since they went OUTSIDE Equestria it makes sense there are a much larger variety of creatures/races, and maybe Equestria is the just the one with the most four-legged equines, but...

Also I think we almost had enough screentime with these new characters to like them. Almost. I was starting to like them, but it wasn’t to the point that if these characters suddenly decided to help the mane six that it’d be 100% believable. Since there wasn’t much time devoted to each of them, the fact that catman decided to side with them just because Rarity in those few precious seconds fixed the hem of his shirt was a little less realistic or believable as it could have been. I get what they were trying to do, but if more time was devoted to it, it would have had much more impact. The pirates especially I thought maybe they would blame the Mane Six for leading to the destruction of their ship, but they were actually really reasonable for pirates that when we first saw them were about to eat them. They realized straight away that the real reason their ship exploded was because their boss sucked.

I could totally believe the Princess Seapony!Hippogriff thing siding with them though. She was just lonely and wanted friends. There were no ethical issues to get in the way at all like murderous pirates or conmen. The fact that the queen did not join them made sense though, since Twilight royally fucked up.

Speaking of Twilight I see a lot of people complaining she was not very Twilight in this movie, doing things that opposed the message of friendship. It made sense to me that she fell back to her more logical, rational way of life though. As they were journeying to find the Queen of the Hippogriffs, normal singing happy friendship methods to solve problems wasn’t really working. They befriended this cat man but he actually just wanted to sell them and was using them. Then they changed the ways of the pirates, but in doing so led the enemy straight towards them. I can see how Twilight thought this wasn’t like Equestria, the land of the colourful happy pastel ponies and their usual modus operandi wasn’t gonna work here. She was desperate! But due to the amount of time they had they could not spend a lot of time emphasizing this, so it may have come off to some people that Twilight was acting a lot more malicious than she is.

Another thing is this movie is clearly not for some random person to walk into a theatre, sit down, and just start watching like they’d understand the movie if it were just a standalone thing. There isn’t much time used up at all to introduce our characters and to make a blind audience care about them. It only really works if you’re already attached to the characters and know who they are, so it really wasn’t a good movie to attract casual moviegoers or anything like that. 

I think another comment complaint is how helpless the ponies are especially when they are outside Equestria. This I thought was odd because we have Twilight who still had her magic which could basically solve anything and do anything if the plot demands in the show. Or Rainbow Dash who is supposedly faster than mach 3 or whatever, but neither of these two used their overpowered abilities effectively throughout the movie, almost like the movie forgot that Twilight could teleport or Rainbow Dash could escape.

But anyway all of that is moot. Why is all the above moot? Because we had a movie with a clear beginning, middle, and end. There were decent songs and a pretty good score. It’d otherwise just be a normal run of the mill 6-7/10.

BUT THAT IS MOOT BECAUSE PINKIE PIE WAS AMAZING IN THIS MOVIE. AND I WATCH MLP FOR PINKIE PIE. SHE IS THE NUMBER ONE REASON I AM INVESTED IN THIS FANDOM AT ALL. AND SHE HAD THE MOST FOCUS OF THE MANE SIX AFTER TWILIGHT.

The biggest issue I always had with adventure episodes which were usually the season premieres and finales of the show was that it was always heavily Twilight focused with the other five on the wayside. I did not want to watch a movie where Twilight solves the problem herself and her friends are hostages, or out of commission, nor not themselves, or otherwise not doing anything that affected the plot. They were just along for the ride. Yes unfortunately this ended up being the case for two of the Mane Six, but that’s just another side-effect of them not making this movie longer or utilizing what time they had effectively. (We could have had less new supporting characters or something, idk)

But luckily for my biased-self it was Pinkie they chose to focus on. When they don’t focus on Pinkie and she isn’t important she’s usually just the mindless comedic relief, which was always a depiction I hated of Pinkie. Equestria Girls Pinkie is exactly this, and that’s why she’s my least favourite in the EG Universe. This is fine if Pinkie’s comedy was actually good, but usually they aim for lolrandom humour when that happens. Pinkie’s comedic moments in the movie were much more often hit than miss. I didn’t really dislike any scene with Pinkie at all! At no point did she seem overly obnoxious. Maybe the time when she was trying to play I Spy, but the rest of the Mane Six were audibly exasperated with her so they were self-aware how obnoxious she can be at times, lol.

Also yes, she did ruin some moments too like a few others. And by ruin I mean, the Mane Six are trying to do something and have a perfectly good plan to do so, but one of the characters do the thing they’d always do and it’d ruin the plan. For Pinkie that was just yelling out loud in the marketplace trying to find help, this led them to being conned by the cat man and almost being captured. Then Rainbow ruined everything when she went overboard trying to turn the pirates by showing off her Sonic Rainboom, which is a very loud and flashy technique catching the bad guys’ attention and ruining their plans. Finally Twilight ruined everything when she straight up tried to steal the pearl. So at least it wasn’t ONLY Pinkie... and all of them to me seemed perfectly in-character or made sense for that specific context anyway.

A good example of an adventure episode where Pinkie isn’t very important but has great comedic moments is the season five premiere. She’s the first to notice the odd smiles and has great expressions and reaction faces to the weird town they’re in, and when the Mane Six are being brainwashed she has some great dry humour as well. Still funny when not even trying to be funny! A good example of an episode where Pinkie is not effective whatsoever at being comedic relief is the season three premiere. Pinkie’s just being really loud and screechy. Even if I did like the flugelhorn bit where she yells “FLUGELHORN” into a flugelhorn while trying to play the flugelhorn.

I think the reason why this movie gave such focus to Pinkie over the other five instead of someone else is that Pinkie is the most popular character among the target audience. All the little girls adore her. She’s definitely not the most popular among the brony community, but I’m glad the little girls have great taste! Also Twilight messes up and SHE gets captured, not all her friends at once! It is her friends who she alienated and ostracized that came to the rescue instead. I like this because even though Twilight is the Princess of Friendship now, it doesn’t mean she’s some flawless individual who is the end-all and be-all to friendship. She is the princess because she has many great friends, and they all complete her. It doesn’t make sense for a princess of friendship to not be doing things with her friends. That’s like Luna with no moon, or Cadance without a husband.

Also while Tempest whatever has a much better backstory than Starlight, I still find it a little annoying that MLP has a habit of infodumping a villain’s (that is meant to be redeemed) backstory blatantly in our face, and now we have to feel sorry for them and completely understand their motivations. I thought her villain song started out strong but fell apart when it just jumped into her backstory like that. Again, if the movie had more runtime we could have explored her backstory and motivations in either much more subtle ways, or with more depth, or not all at once. Still despite her edginess she was one of the more fleshed out new characters, so I’ll give her that. 

The movie actually reminds of two fanfics I’ve read that have sky pirates and a world outside Equestria. In one, the villain is trying to find and kidnap the protagonist for their dastardly deeds, just like in the movie trying to kidnap Twilight for power, and the cast runs across faraway lands to escape. The other just has a bunch of sky pirates. I love those sky pirates. I made a sky pirate AU for ponies once that if I weren’t so invested in my RWBY AU powered by 1000% salt I might actually attempt to write. SKY PIRATES!!1!11!!!

It’s like the movie was pandered directly to me. Good Pinkie content and sky pirates. Yay! So, with all that bias included I’d give the movie a solid 8.5/10. But that’s just me personally. If Pinkie ISN’T your favourite character or you enjoy more complicated plots with more unpredictability you might rate it a more objective 6 or 7 out of 10.

8.5 tho. Just for Pinkie. PINKIEEEEE!!