#but who cares he is going to be happy weh …..

[karnakian]

good  afternoon  today  i  am  thinking  about  leon  going  through  the  five  stages  of  grief  throughout  lftp

screenshots  under  the  cut

denial

anger

bargaining

depression

acceptance

[isildheir]

Honestly, my abuser saying Louis was just as bad as Lestat or basically implying they hate how people write Lestat off as more abusive than he is or that Louis was just as abusive was a red flag I should've put a lot more stock into.

[vacantgodling]

I have a burning question for you. One we all need answers to (only if you want to feel free to let this ask rot in your askbox for eternity you have my permission.)

is donut wip alive

KAT!!! i’m happy to see ya :’)

technically speaking donut wip & the entirety of the liminal space series as a whole are still alive! (i’m not a huge fan of killing off my wips i usually just shelve them indefinitely until i circle back to the idea) — couple of reasons it’s shelved rn tho

1. paramour brainrot >>>>>>>> like seriously this wip has made me insane idk what magical combination of tropes and ideas i managed to spark like 2 years ago but i have never been this abnormal about a wip ever i think lol. so a lot of my wips have been sidelined in favor of my Child.

2. i got Super Stuck. not just regular stuck where you get writers block for a bit then move on no, i mean Super Stuck as in i was stuck on donut wip chapter 15 i think for like a year and a half before i finally said “i cannot force myself to write more in this draft i have to take a break” so i stepped back from it and the series in general to figure out what was going on with me and my brain. and i think really what it came down to is at that time it wasn’t fun for me to write? it felt very much like a chore—despite all of its horror it seemed “safer” to write. it was the thing people were expecting out of me and i felt like i was writing more to fulfill expectations than to actually write this story because i enjoy it. AND I DO ENJOY IT!! that’s the crazy thing. i really like this story and the nuance i allowed to grow into it when it literally started as me being “fuck it write a horror novel just to finish something and don’t care about the characters” but i care about them so much now etc etc.

but because i don’t do well when i feel forced it just sucked the joy out of it for me. paramour in comparison, has never felt forced. it’s always exciting and stimulating to my brain because it is a wip that is so very Me all over it. and i wanted donut wip to have that same feel but i gotta give it more time. maybe i’ll try doing the outline to writing method that i’ve been doing and working for paramour so i can avoid getting stuck again.

however, i did actually rewrite donut wip’s chapter 1 proper back in may of this year—i wanted to see if i could come back to it and make myself write it Forreal and i could! i did! and i’m really happy with it! which is exciting! and as a treat you (and anyone else who reads this full nonsense ramble or remembers donut wip from eons ago) can read that revamped first chapter—first official piece of donut wip writing i’ve ever really posted. just cuz like tbh it means a lot to me that you care about that story weh ;3; and remember—

so without any more waffling: here is chapter one, uncensored from spoilers so u get drawn into the mystery 👀

Chapter One

I groaned when my guitar string snapped again for the third time today, the discordant twang echoing in my large dorm, up to the rafters. I heard Andres laugh from Tiffany’s bed.

“Oh yeah, making faces at it will help.”

“Fuck off.” I stuck my tongue out at him. “Toss me…” I waggled my pointer finger towards a stack of boxes between Tiffany’s bed and my desk. Opened and dangerously leaning was a box of replacement guitar strings, near empty and I’d only bought them a few months ago. “… Those.” Andres didn’t move though. I groaned again.

“Andre!” I snapped my finger and my voice at him. “Strings!”

“I’m not a dog. Besides, you’ve been at this for three hours. When are you finally gonna give up for the day and spend some time with your bestie?” He put emphasis on the word, but the trill of his voice was playful. “Hmm. I have been buggin‘ on this part a bit.” I pretended to think, tapping my thumb against my cheek. He seemed hopeful. I caved and laughed aloud. “Later!” I giggled at his groan. “I wanna make sure this melody’s flowin’ right before I break. Then we can play Spyro or whatever else ya wanna do.” Seeing as he couldn’t be bothered to give me my strings, I got up myself and toed my way through the mess that was steadily building up on the floor between the beds. I snatched up the box before Andres could knock it over with his outstretched foot.

“Oh, you watch it mister.”

“Sooooory.” He dragged out, but his grin told me he wasn’t sorry. I flipped him off, then flopped back down on my bed, quickly setting to work on restringing. More of them had begun snapping lately as I composed, but I chalked it up to stress. Finals wore me down this semester, more than they had in our first year, but it was bittersweet that they were over now. This year went by so fast, it’s like I blinked and it was December again. Beside me on the bed my bright yellow phone buzzed.

“Who’s that?” Andres asked. I flipped it open to look at the message.

from: vivi

Are you sure you want to stay for winter break?

from: vivi

Dad wanted me to ask again.

I tossed my phone back on the bed.

“Just my sister!” I said cheerfully. “Doing dad’s errands again. I told him I didn’t want to deal with him and Miss Borsche.” I wrinkled my nose. “He’s been buggin’ her to get me to come with them since I told him no.”

“Come with them… where?”

“Oh usually dad goes on some sorta cruise or vacation for the holidays. But, he never invites Vi. So I never go.”

“Why doesn’t he invite her?” The question was posed nonchalantly, and I looked over at Andres, who was looking down at his smartphone.

I’d venture to say that we’d become near best friends now after the past year and a half of knowing each other, yet there was still a lot we didn’t know about each other. I knew he had siblings, but not their names, and he knew about Juvia, but not anything more than that. I knew his family wasn’t rich but they worked extra to push him through school. He knew that mine was, but I had loans out the ass. We played guessing games every now and again—to get to know each other. But whenever there was some real-life line we went to cross in our blossoming friendship, he was always open and I always hesitated. It’s just how it were.

“She…” I tilted my head back and forth a bit. “It’s a bit complicated, I reckon.”

“Then take your time telling me. I’m not rushing you.” Our eyes caught, and he gave me a tiny smile that I couldn’t not return back. But things fell quiet after that, and I turned back to my strings.

Winter break was here, and the freedom that came with it curled around our slowly emptying building like the fresh blanket of snow that dusted our sleepy little college town. On the telly earlier, there were talks about a blizzard rolling in sometime between today and tomorrow. The snow for now was peaceful, and inviting. It crowned even my windowsill when I woke up this morning, and even if I wasn’t with Juvia in person, the holiday buzz still felt strong in the air.

A rap on the door drew me out of my thoughts.

”It’s open!” I called. The handle clicked then pushed open a crack, just enough for someone to poke their head in.

“Kelley.” Andres acknowledged the second I breathed out “Joaquin!” Our R.A regarded us with a lazy smile, and my eyes traced the curve of his handsome mouth. A flush of heat shivered through my body, and I darted my eyes away when they met mine.

“How are you two holding up here? Your folks coming soon?”

“Negativo.” Andres leaned back on Tiffany’s pillow, stretching one leg out into the air. I heard something pop and I made a face. “They’re back home and I don’t have enough money for a plane ticket there. So I’m staying.” Joaquin nodded easily, then he turned to me again. “Julissa?”

“Just Juls is okay!” I said quickly. I coughed. “Um, no, I’m also staying. If that’s alright?”

“No rules against it.” Joaquin flashed me a smile. “I was checking to see who’s still going to be here so I can send a final count to the director.”

“Is it just gonna be us?” Andres asked.

“No, there’s,” Joaquin paused to pop open the door a little further, and leaned against the wall. He counted on his fingers. “The three of us. Then, Daisy Kennedy, on the third floor. René Edwards, down the hall and….” He looked up at the ceiling, trying to remember. “Ah, Saul…Carson, I believe. Top floor.”

“Didn’t know you had someone named Saul on your floor.” I said, looking over to Andres. He snorted. “Me either. Aside from my roommates, I only really talk to you Juls.”

“You’re such a loner.” I teased, as though I was any better. Andres chucked Tiffany’s pillow at me.

“Hey!”

“Actually Kelley?” Andres started. I threw the pillow back and nailed him in the torso, making him choke on his next words. Joaquin’s quiet huff of a laugh distracted me for two seconds—enough for me to let my guard down. Andres jumped from Tiffany’s bed to mine and grabbed me in a headlock.

“Andre!” I shrieked, but he was merciless. His freehand dug into my side and began to tickle at my sides. It wasn’t long before I was howling with laughter, trying to desperately shove him off me. Amused, Joaquin waited patiently with his arms folded loosely over his chest.

Andres finally relented and let me go and I kicked his shin for good measure. “God, I can’t breathe.” I wheezed. Andres laughed jovially, then turned back to Joaquin. “I was going to ask if we had to stay in our dorms while we were here?”

“Well,” He looked between Andres and I, raising an eyebrow. “I don’t think you need my permission, you’re both adults.” I felt heat swarm my dark cheeks and next to me Andres sputtered. “It’s nothing like that!” He snapped. “I just mean, I got a leak in my room and Juls offered to let me crash here. I just don’t know if the break protocol is different than during the school year.”

“A leak?” Joaquin frowned, reaching for his phone. It was similar to Andres’s, clear and sleek. He tapped a few buttons. “From the roof?”

“Yeah. I woke up this morning to snow dripping down my face.” Andres shrugged. “I don’t know how long the leak has been there, it’s been pretty dry this year. But I don’t want to deal with it, it’s literally right above my bed.”

“Like I said, you don’t really need my permission to stay wherever you’d like. But thanks for telling me, I just scheduled a maintenance request.” Joaquin tucked his phone back into his tight jeans. “Should be a few days but it should be fixed.”

“If it wasn’t snowing, I’d get up there and do it myself.” I hit Andres with my hand lightly. “That’s dangerous.”

“Wouldn’t want you falling off.” Joaquin hummed. “Now that I would be held responsible for.”

“Are you staying too, Joaquin?” I asked. Andres elbowed me. “He just said that. Earth to Juls, get your mind out of the gutter.”

“It wasn’t there in the— Oh, I hate you!” Andres and I began squabbling again and from the door Joaquin laughed. “I’ll leave you all to it!”

“Thanks for coming by!” I called after him as he moved from the doorway. Before I turned fully back to Andres, from the corner of my eye, I saw… something follow after Joaquin. I couldn’t get a good enough look at it, but what I did see looked like a cream colored tail.

[ticklishbeans4]

King and Collector for the dynamic meme?

who has the cutest tickle laugh?

Collector! He's got a sweet little tickle laugh, very squeaky and squealy!

2. what are their tickle spots?

Kings are his belly, little paw paws, and just behind his horns.

Collectors are his belly, ribs, underarms, neck, knees, feet, and ears!

3. who is ticklish in unusual places and where would that be?

King since he's ticklish behind his horns!

4. who gets cheer-up tickles?

Both honestly! King misses Eda and Luz a lot, so Collector does his best to keep his best friend happy!

Collector is a lonely kid, and he's been trapped for Titan knows how long, so he has off days sometimes. King does care about him, so he'll cheer up his friend!

5. do either of them try to hide their ticklishness?

King did for awhile. Mostly cause seeing how Clips played, he'd was worried Clips would go too far. But once it was discovered, he was pleasantly surprised to find Collector is actually really good about checking in to see if it's too much.

6. who takes advantage of the other one getting their arms stuck while taking off their shirt?

Both! King isn't really used to wearing clothes all the time, so he gets stuck sometimes and the Collector loves to scribble at his tummy when this happens.

Collector sometimes get stuck in his own onsie when he's playing, and King's all to happy to get some revenge tickles!

7. how did they discover each other’s ticklishness?

Collector found out when he and King were playing tag and poke popped up in front of King and poked his tummy!

King found out cause Collector asked him to tickle him! Seems it was a game he actually really liked!

8. who can’t take tickle bites/raspberries?

King lmao! He's never been able to handle tickle bites and raspberries!

9. who has to be tickle-forced out of bed in the morning?

Collector! He sleeps a lot, and sometimes King can't help but jump on his bed and tickle him silly.

10. who initiates tickle fights?

Collector! Though Kings started a couple!

11. Who gives up in tickle fights?

King! Collector is a REALLY good tickler when he wants to be. He's got crazy magic after all, he could make King more ticklish, turn his fingers into feathers and who knows what else!

12. who is in danger of getting hurt when attacking the other?

Both really. Collector is a strong magic user, and if he loses control he could hurt King. If King lost control and used his "WEH!" attack he could hurt Collector.

13. who always provokes the other into tickling them and how?

Collector lmao! He'll usually tickle King in hopes of revenge, or he'll just ask for tickles! Kids got no shame!

~

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[awoken-artist]

Honestly respect more people should have fun with their fma ocs. It's like people forget fma is a fantasy world and people can't do more magical things with their ocs

Fucking. Agree. 100%. Also its worse when the people who were nit picking my oc were idk “well known” in the community on DeviantArt [unsure how it is on other platforms but I can care less.]

I got so nit picked on my FMA OC so many times its ridiculous. Plus the fact they kept shoving reality scientific shit into a fantasy world of FMA. Like, dude I get it alchemy exist but shoving reality bullshit into the fantasy world is down right just an excuse to put someone down because “its not realistic enough” or whatever. 

I had someone nit pick a FMA OC named Keilay [who I am still working on cause shes part of my ocs ancestory or at least apart of her moms side of the familys culture ancestor ruler.] and they just went “weh thats not even fricken possible” and try to make excuses and I just stare “humunculi shouldnt even exist period let alone chimeras if you wanna shove reality in my face of “ThIs CaNt HaPpEn”. Because part of my FMA Story [which im working on both 2003 version and brotherhood] theres going to be a scene where they end up running into the phantom of her and Ed being skeptic and my oc points out about other things that shouldnt even be possible to exist [chimeras or at least humunculi being a huge one]

Another OC they nit picked on was my oc Katherine and one of the people went “why she have violet eye color is she a humunculous wtf? if not then she shouldnt really be having that”. something along the lines. jokes on them I researched eye colors and Lilac is a ACTUAL eye color and I wanted to give this OC a unique rare eye color. I found it so stupid for the nit picking.

It got worse when someone decided to pull the “racist” card by calling me racist when I was thinking of changing things a bit slightly on another FMA OC of mine - Thanos. I changed his name from Nike to Thanos, I figured he be half xingese and ishvallen and yet i got called racist for it which- confused the shit out of me. like if something i said came off as such uh yeah please point it out???? but all i said was Im thinking of making him xingese and ishvallen cause I think it make sense for him cause I want to keep the fact he has red eyes so he got that genetic from his parents. 

honestly the whole nit pick and getting on my ass was stupid. I even had someone being stupidly bitchy at me on my super old works. like as if its “brand new art” when its not. the date was even ON THE FRICKEN DA PAGE OF THE DEVIANTATION OF COURSE ITS OLD. 

I just figured these people dont like new ocs or dont like particular ocs even if its a self insert kind and theyre very hostile about it. at least to the artists who came at me which out of all the fandoms , this one came at me for no reason over time. I dont give a shit if they are jealous or want to be an ass to me for no reason cause god forbid i paired a oc with edward elric. I never went at anyone for their ocs being paired with ed and anyone else thats my favorite characters, because it does make me happy my fav characters are getting some love at least.  I think everyone should not be so judgemental and hostile to anyone who makes FMA OCs especially when they pair their ocs with any of the canon characters. everyones allowed to have fun. so long as no one is gatekeeping and going “YOU CANT PAIR YOUR OC WITH THIS CHARACTER THEIR MINE IM MARRIED TO THEM YOU ARE MAKING THEM CHEAT” kind of deal. 

also anyone who tries pulling the “realism” bullshit into FMA really need to get their heads out of their butts and understand this is still a fantasy world. theres alot of things to EXPLORE. alot of things left UNKNOWN as long as you understand how the fma world works and get an idea from reading the manga even the shows [2003 and/or brotherhood] you can get very creative. i think we all should help everyone out and know your allowed to have fun with your oc and dont let people pull you down. 

I almost thought about quitting fma entirely but no i love my fma pairings, i can care absolute less on what anyone thinks about my pairing. Ive paired them for years and I have ideas and plans. 

I dont mind getting suggestions or maybe some ideas for story wise or ocs. I even so were all allowed to have fun. just have fun! we should all unite and just have fun together instead of putting people down. nit picking doesnt help. de-constructive critiscm never helps. making fun and putting people down on old works to make them feel like shit NEVER helps. 

we should help eachother up not put people down. let people have fun with their fma ocs damn it! >:U

im not letting people get me down and make me quit. neither should anyone having possible similar issues. 

[starjxsung]

STAR!!! LOML!!! 💖🌟💕 I AM SORRY IT HAS TAKEN ME SO LONG TO RESPOND!!! ahhh work sounds so ahhhhh *hugs* I hope you're able to find the time you need to get the rest you need <333 sending infinite warm hugs and snacks <333 AND YAYYYYY IM SO HAPPY UR ABLE TO GET INTO DOING WHAT YOU LOVE AGAIN (writing) the Bang Chan fic was AHHHHH SO GOOD!??!?! I could just feel your love and passion for writing as I was reading🥺 and I am glad your kitty is doing well too 😻and that things are feeling better and more back to normal (we love being surrounded by our kpop things and our people who care about us <333) I am working at the speech arts academy still!! (ya girl got a pay raiseee) WEH i hope to get my first tattoo(s?) in november? when the sun isnt out and i wont fry them LOL i will send photos when I do get em hehehehe life update: south africa guy and I are still vibin 😎 been seeing lots of friends i leave for a family trip to norway, denmark, and sweden in 14 days (first time in europe!) i hate uni course registration and the admin are so unhelpful. i am so done.

anyways, LIFE UPDATE!??!? I WANNA HEAR HOW YOURE DOING!!! xoxo 🌱

MY ANGEL BABY SUNSHINEEEEEE LIL SPROUT 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶👼🤞

RAHHHH work has been insane oh my GODDDDD my boss has been really supportive but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t just sleep all day after bc in been so mentally and physically exhausted and it’s ruining my sleep schedule 😭 IT’S OK THO Lolla soon and Ateez so I have to keep going 🤞

I’M SO GLAD YOU LOVED CHANNIE FIC I LOV UUUUUU also congrats on the PAY RAISE????? THATS SO EXCITING HELLO ????? Yes pls send pics of first tattoo AHHHH I’m so excited I remember my first tattoo like it was yesterday (I’m so fucking old you guys) also my dad finally saw the skz tattoo I’ve been hiding from him for a year and he didn’t really care so I’m gonna book my next few tattoos soon LMFAOOOFKFKDKD I see opportunity and I take it 🫶

EUROPE???? GASSPPPPPPPP SHE’S SO INTERNATIONAL YOU GUYS…… have the best time and take SO many pictures for me !!!!! I can’t wait to hear all about it !!!!!!!!!!! Also keep me posted on South Africa guy *wink wink* we love him on this blog

Also uni registration my fucking OPP….. the counselors being so unhelpful really just the icing on the cake huh. Like what is your job if not to HELP STUDENTS……

ANYWAYS I’m doing so good I have so many concerts coming up but also SO much work to get done before then so it’s fr crunch time over here 🏋️‍♀️ I’m also alone at my apartment bc my sister’s staying with my parents for a bit and it’s so much fun omg when I first moved in I had the place to myself for a bit and I just love being alone the older I get. Being alone and napping w my cat my beloved ‼️‼️ unmatched

HAVE THE BEST FUCKING TRIP EVERRRRRRR I CANT WAIT TO HEAR ALL ABOUT IT I love you so much my sprout take good care of yourself !!!!! 💝💖🩷💘💓💫🫶

[stray-kids-react]

S/O being fluent in German/Russian/English.

Masterlist

@callmedead

...

Bang Chan

° Wants to learn the languages you are fluent in, he already is fluent in English so he just needs to practice on German and Russian.

° Will become flustered and laugh nervously when you ask him a question in Russian or German. He tries his best, but he can't help but slip up sometimes since it is hard to learn a fresh new language.

° His first goal is to learn compliments in either or both languages, wanting to impress you with his words but also make you a flustered mess. Chan is whipped for you when you become shy and blushy.

° Since he practices so hard to learn, he will sometimes accidently reply to the members in either language. Once said 'klingt gut für mich' instead of 'Sounds good to me' to Felix. The younger aussie in mass confusion.

° Likes to flirt with you in German while the members are around, knowing they won't know what he says no matter how dirty or cheesy it was. But they get what the scenario is due to your blushing cheeks.

"Channie, do you think I look okay?"

"Du siehst absolut umwerfend aus. (You look absolutely stunning.)"

Lee Know

° Is a tease and has teased you before while you were learning Korean, so you see this as the perfect opportunity for revenge.

° Will learn the language after you begin to show him your skills in it, showing you the new words he's learned. But you still find new sentences and words to tease him back, knowing he knows that it is payback.

° Probably learned swear words straight after he leaned the basics, wanting to secretly swear at JYP himself without JYP knowing. And also to tease the members, but you soon explain to them what he said.

° An easy way for him to leant the new languages, is to learn them from singing his lines in those languages. Since he'd know what those words would say, but he once sang his lines in Russian during practice.

° Wants to learn the languages as fast as he can so you won't tease him anymore, he finds it cute when you are being a brat. But will become a bit annoyed when you are trying to be a smart ass with him.

"So I was thinking of supp-"

"Давайте пиццу, мы слишком устали готовить. (Let's have pizza, we are both too tired to cook.)"

Changbin

° For your anniversary you wanted to visit Amsterdam. Changbin pretty much relied on you for the language barrier during the trip.

° Would ask you for a translation for quite a few things, unless there was a Korean version or it was basic German. He usually needed your help the most when ordering food or finding something on the menu.

° Is happy you don't tease or trick him even though you have many opportunities to. You just think it'd be unfair to tease him on that, since he never teased you for only knowing basic Korean when he first met you.

° You like to teach him German words that could be used as nicknames, you always call him Süße which means cutie in German. He likes seeing how giddy and excited you become when he learns one of the words.

° You find his accent adorable when he's speaking German, you can't help but smile even if he's trying to be serious. He knows you love his accent, so he'll purposely make it seem stronger for more cuddles.

"Süße, do you want to order for us?"

"Ich bin ziemlich zuversichtlich, dass ich es kann (I'm pretty confident I can.)"

Hyunjin

° Hyunjin liked to do Vlogs with you, posting them to the stray kids channel. And he got a very special idea when you mentioned food.

° He decided to make a Russian mukbang where you'd eat Russian cuisine and you'd teach him new words. You loved that idea, but you were slightly worried that the fans wouldn't want to see you.

° Some crazy fans have threatened you for dating Hyunjin, who was one of the more popular members in Stray kids. But you weren't about to drop an amazing guy like him just because of some crazy fans.

° During the live mukbang, he would ask you flirtatious and slightly cheesy questions. Asking how to call you beautiful in Russian or how to declare his love for you in Russian. He just loves how bashful you get.

° Hyunjin has seen the comments and letters some fans have sent, and he wanted to show everyone including you that he wasn't going to stop this relationship. You are more important than anything else.

"Baby how do you, you look very cute when you blush?"

"Ты выглядишь очень мило, когда краснешь."

Han

° You taught Han some basic German, nothing to specific but enough for him to survive if he ever visits Germany with you.

° Han showed off his new skills to his members, all of them impressed and some asking for him to teach it to them. Of course their admiration made his confidence rise high, but he wasn't annoying with it.

° Han is a tease and likes to joke around with you, usually happening when he ends up being right on something or if he beats you in a game. But he should've known not to try and out smart you in German.

° He teased saying that you now had stuff to learn from him, you just nodded trying to contain your chuckling. You knew he wasn't serious, and you were glad that he had some confidence in himself.

° But you couldn't help but seize the opportunity of showing off your skills, plus he looks absolutely adorable when he is confused. So you decided to show off one more sentence up your sleeve.

"Du denkst also, du kannst mich in einer Sprache schlagen, die ich sehr liebe?"

"I am sorry babe but all I understood was, 'so you think.'"

Felix

° You were visiting your relatives for your mom's birthday, Felix becoming a nervous at the realization that they don't know English.

° Felix brought cue cards with everywhere before the trip, and barely getting sleep on the plane ride there as he was too busy practicing Russian. Even though you assured him that you could translate for him.

° His whole mindset was to impress your family, and he didn't want to seem like he just wouldn't try to learn their culture or language. And since it came to you, he'd practice 10× harder to master Russian.

° When you finally arrived, he swarmed with warm hugs and excited squeals of your family. He was glad that they weren't cold or harsh with him, it took some pressure off of him. Showing his calmness with his smile.

° Your family all grinned at you with approval as he pulled out some cue cards while eating supper, they were taken a back by how determined he was to impress them. That alone showed how much he cared.

"Спасибо за эту вкусную еду и за то, что благословили меня таким замечательным человеком.(thank you for this delicious meal and for blessing me with this amazing person.)"

"You're welcome Felix." your mother replied in broken but sweet english.

Seungmin

° Seungmin only ever heard you speak English and Korean, he knew you were fluent in many different languages.

° You were so use to your mother tongue and usually seared only in German, but you didn't swear often. Unless someone or yourself got hurt, and even still it is sometimes in English.

° You were making dinner for you and Seungmin, surprising him after he gets home from a long day of practice. But you were also tired from work, and got clumsy when you were sleep deprived.

° Which led to you burning two fingers on a hot pan that was burning hot, you let out a long yelp in pain as you mumbled swear words under your breath. Seungmin arrived just as you yelped in pain.

° Seungmin bandaged your blistered fingers along with lathering the bandages with lotion and some cold water. He looked up with the a very concerned and soft gaze, knowing you must be very exhausted.

"Heiliger Fick, der weh tat. (Holy fuck that hurt)"

"I have no clue what you just said, but let's get you to bed sweetheart."

Jeongin

° Jeongin was practicing some songs for the upcoming album, as you napped on the couch curled under his jacket.

° That's when he noticed you mumbling unfamiliar words, an accent with each one. You wriggle and rolled around on the couch, having a nightmare far too realistic for your liking. But you were also very hard to wake up.

° Your ex boyfriend was Russian so you learned the entire language fluently just for him, but your efforts were nothing important to him as he ignored your love and mentally tortured you for years on end.

° Jeongin knew about your ex and helped you build your confidence day by day, comforting you through each patch of depression you faced. And he wasn't going to let you suffer in your sleep either.

° Jeongin got out of his seat, sitting next to you as he tickled your sides and shook your body awake. Engulfing you in a hug as you gasped for air, reminding you that you are in the arms who loves you very much.

"Я тебя люблю. (I love you.)"

"I know baby, I know. And I love you too, more than anything."

[cigarettesmokerkaite]

Two teens and a baby on the way part 2

Part one here

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(Fluff)

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Me and Alex were in my room discussing how we were going to tell my parents I honestly never felt as much as an adult until now

"Yer dads gunna kill mEh" Alex said this panic in his voice "Alex as intimidating as my dad looks I'm sure he won't kill yeh probably make you shit yourself" I said mumbling at the last part

My mum shouted us for dinner me and Alex went downstairs my grandparents were visiting so we thought it would be best to tell them first then my mum and did my grandparents are super understanding and laid back

"Nana" I said my mum was in the kitchen and my dad would be home from work in about 10 minutes

"Yes my darling" my grandmother beamed she always made me feel better about everything

"What age were you when you found out you were pregnant with my dad" I asked sitting down beside her Alex stood at the end of the sofa nervous he wasn't nervous about my grandparents being here he met them multiple times before

"I was sixteen why" she asked

"Well we're going to tell mum and dad at dinner but I wanted to tell you and grandad that I'm pregnant" I said looking down

"Oh dear I'm happy for you honestly I know I probably shouldn't but I am" my Nana hugged me my grandad came over and gave me a hug aswell and hugged Alex

"Are you keeping it" my grandad asked I nodded "I don't want to get rid of it neither does Alex" I said looking over to Alex

"You know if anything happens you got us the both of you" my nana said

"Thanks nana" I said

During diner me and Alex's hands were shaking my nana noticed and gave me a smile as if to say you can do this

"M-mum I have something to tell you" I said my mum look at me my dad looked at me

"Please don't be mad" I started

"Oh god Y/N you didn't get a tattoo" my dad said "no it's bigger" I said

"Oh no you done drugs" my dad continued

"Richard let her speak" my nana scolded my father

"I'm pregnant" I said my dad dropped his knife and fork on the floor and his mouth wide open

"Your what" my mum and dad said in union

"I'm sorry" I said

"No no you have nothing to be sorry for" my nana said my grandad nodded in agreement

"I don't know what to say" my mum said looking at my dad who was pissed

"Did you get my daughter pregnant" he asked Alex

"I didn't mean teh but weh want to keep it" Alex said putting his head down we both felt ashamed

"I'm not happy at all in fact I'm furious" my mum said

"I'm not getting rid of it kick me out if you want" I said standing my ground

"We're not saying that but there's not enough room here for a baby" my dad said

"She can live with us" my nana said

"I'm going for a walk" I said forcing myself not to cry

Me and Alex went outside and walked to random streets until we got to the park

"I'm sorreh" Alex said breaking the silence

"For what" I asked "for getting us inteh this mess if were more careful" he answered

"Alex it's not your fault" I told him

(Time skip 2 days later)

I moved in with my grandparents they were honestly my rock right now I'm so grateful for them right now

It was lunchtime in school me Alex Matt Jamie an nick were all at our usual spot outside

"So weh have summat teh tell yeh" Alex said with an arm wrapped around my shoulder

"What" they all said

"Y/n's pregnant" Alex said quietly so no one else can hear

"Realleh" they all asked I nodded

"Wow did yeh tell yer parents" Jamie asked

"Only mine and my grandparents we're going to tell penny and David today" I said

"What did yer mum and dad say" Matt asked

"They were pissed but accepted it my grandparents were over the moon so I moved in with them" I said they all nodded

"How far on are yeh" nick asked

"Probably 3 weeks but we're going to the doctors to find out tomorrow" I said

After school me and Alex went to tell penny and David

"Mum dad" Alex said

"Yes dear" penny chirped

"Weh have summat very important teh tell yeh" Alex said

We all sat down on the couch and Alex prepared himself for what he was going to say

"Well" he started with a nervous chuckle

"Y/n's pregnant" he said his mum and dads mouth flew wide open

"I don't know what to say y/n are you okay" penny asked

"Yeah I'm fine just well constantly on nerves" I said penny nodded understanding

"Obviously we have no say about what you do but we're are here for the both of you I'm actually excited now" penny said

"Alex son" David said

"Yes dad" Alex looked up to his dad

"You better take care of her that the baby" his dad warned

"I will dad don't worreh" Alex said

(Another time skip a week later)

"So miss y/l/n there's a rumour going round saying that your with child" my headmaster said

I told one of my mates in school that I was pregnant now everyone knows I'm currently about 5 weeks in and I'm still not showing so I can get away with it for a short while

I sighed "yes sir the rumour is indeed true" I said

"May I ask for how long have you been with child" he asked "about 5 weeks" I said

"And does it involve anyone from the school" he asked god why does he need to keep asked questions

"Yes" I answered

"And whom may it be" he asked 'one more fucking question and I swear' I thought to myself I hated getting asked very personal questions

"Alex Turner why does it matter" I asked getting noticeably irritated

"Just out of curiosity are you keeping the baby" he asked ignoring my question

'The next time someone asked me that' I thought

"Yes I'm keeping the baby" I said

"What about your education" he asked

"I don't care about that I'm keeping the baby and no one won't make me change my mind" I snapped

"Can I leave now" I asked

"You may" he replied

I walked out the office and started to cry Alex was walking down the Hall

"Hey hey wha's wrong luv don't cry please" Alex said running up to me and embracing me into a hug

"He asked so many questions about the baby and you and about my education I hate those type of questions al" I mumbled sobbing into his chest

"I know babeh I know" he said calming me down

I pulled away looking into his beautiful brown eyes "Alex what if we're making the wrong choice" I said starting to doubt

"Wehr not I promise yeah wehr sixteen but weh can work it out and I told yeh I'm wif yeh every step of the way weh got so much support babeh" Alex said wiping a tear of my face away with his thumb

"I'm sorry you shouldn't even be doing this you should be focusing on starting a band"i Said

"No no I should beh doing this wehr in this together I promise yeh I'm never leaving" Alex said giving the top of my head a kiss

"I love you Alex" I stated

"I luv yeh Y/N"Alex replied

[daydreaming-jessi]

Day seven: free day

The final beetlelands week piece, made it just in time. Here’s to many more!

It was a bit of an atypical day. Sandy had, for homesickness related reasons, brought a metric ton of Saturn sand to the backyard of the Deetz-Maitland home. Lydia wanted to keep it, because it was sand from Saturn, but the sand had to be taken care of lest it ruin their hard worked upon garden. Adam volunteered to help clean it up while Barbara and Beetlejuice elected to stay in and do some spring cleaning in the attic. Well, Barbara was doing spring cleaning.

Beetlejuice, however, seemed to be determined to distract Barbara from said cleaning. “Babs. Hey. Hey Barbara. Ba-arb, look!”

Barbara blew a distracting strand of hair out of her face, carefully wiping dust off the coffee table while Beetlejuice continuously tried to vocally prod her from the couch. She smiled triumphantly at the pock marks being successfully wiped away. It’s taken her quite a few tries to successfully put proper pressure on the cleaning cloth, but with some practice, it was getting much easier to do.

Suddenly arms wrapped around her hips, startling Barbara into dropping the cloth. She hadn’t even heard Beetlejuice get off the couch. “Bee, I’m trying to clean here. If you’re gonna distract me, then go do something else,” she huffed, twisting her head to glare at the demon grinning up at her.

“But Barbara, I wanna cuddle,” Beetlejuice crowed, yanking them both side to side. He batted his eyes adorably, in the way he knew that Barbara had a hard time resisting.

“We could cuddle sooner if you helped me clean up in here,” Barbara replied steadily, raising an unimpressed eyebrow.

“You and Adam are such neat freaks. What’s wrong with a few decorative cobwebs? Makes it feel homey in here,” Beetlejuice finally let her go to float backwards into a corner of the attic where a home of spiderwebs lay.

Barbara jolted at the sight of the webs. “Because it shows other people we don’t care about our home!” She said, coming over with a new dust cloth to clean the silk up. Beetlejuice stayed stubbornly in place, forcing Barbara to try and reach around his body. She was quickly stopped by a second pair of arms sprouting out from Beetlejuice, grabbing her hands and spinning her.

“A, who is gonna come see our attic, and dos, who cares what other people think? All that matters is that we look creepy and have an excellent aesthetic,” Beetlejuice said, moving to spin Barbara around the attic. She couldn’t help but giggle at the impromptu dance, partially glad for the distraction.

Cleaning the attic wasn’t exactly necessary, Barbara and Adam usually kept it well maintained, and even Beetlejuice kept from tossing things wherever he pleased for them, but Barbara had been drilled by her parents to always keep her home spotless. She didn’t keep to the part that the task was only a woman’s job, she and Adam shared the work equally, as one should, but it was hard to shake off the rest of the teachings.

The two finally stopped their spin in front of the couch, where Beetlejuice swayed back and forth, his eyeballs actually rolling in his eye sockets. Barbara snickered at his antics, but took a step back. “Alright, enough distracting me, you. I still need to sweep under the furniture,” she said.

Beetlejuice leaned backwards with a groan onto the couch, making it creak and sag dangerously. “You literally sweep up here every two days, Babs. There’s not gonna be anything there to sweep,” he pointed out.

Barbara shrugged self consciously. “It’s important to do, in case there is any dust buildup,” she argued.

“Literally, who cares? It’s under furniture, we don’t ever have to deal with it. You know normal people don’t clean attics, right? Chuck and D aren’t, like, expecting you to clean up here, and Adam has sawdust all over his workstation all the time, he ain’t some kind of neatfreak. You’re literally just doing this for nothing,” he pointed out, shooting Barbara a pout.

She tried to think of a counter, but found she had nothing that would satisfy Beetlejuice. “It’s just something I’m gonna do, alright?” She finally said, turning to grab the broom.

Beetlejuice frowned and crossed his arms and legs, looking like a sulking child. “Fi-ine, whatever floats your boat, Barbie.”

Barbara froze, before slowly turning back to Beetlejuice. “What did you just call me?” She asked, her voice strained.

Beetlejuice shot her a strange look, before answering, “Uh, Barbie..?” Barbara’s shoulders rose up, and realization lit up Beetlejuice’s radiation green eyes, and a grin began to stretch across his face. “What, you don’t like it?”

“It’s awful,” Barbara replied flatly, crossing her arms.

“You don’t wanna be called Barbie?” Beetlejuice cooed.

“Why would I wanna be called that dumb dress up doll brand?” Barbara replied, her cheeks blazing red.

“Holy shit, you hate it! That’s hilarious!” Beetlejuice cackled, falling onto his back.

“What’s so funny? I don’t even look like that doll! It doesn’t make sense,” Barbara huffed.

“Oh my god, I am so using this, this is fantastic! You’re so mad!”

Barbara gasped. “Don’t you dare!”

Beetlejuice paused his laughter and shot her an evil grin. “Oh really? Whatcha you gonna do?”

Barbara pointed a finger at him warningly. “I will not hesitate, Lawrie.”

Upon hearing her nickname for him, Beetlejuice’s grin impossibly widened, cracking his jawbones. It was a strange name the ghost couple had come up with, but he loved how warm it made him feel. Beetlejuice raised his hands reassuringly, looking away innocently. “Ok, ok, I’ll be good. No more of that nickname from me,” he said.

Barbara shot him a suspicious look, slowly turning back to her previous task. “Alright…”

“Yup. Not even gonna think of the word, trust me Barbi-“

“That’s it!”

Barbara tackled Beetlejuice on the couch, tucking his legs firmly between her thighs as she sat upon his lap and the air filled with his crackling laughter. She began to dig her fingers into his sides, making the demon jump from the sudden, tickling sensation.

“Weh-! No! No fair, I can’t actually feel your ghost fingers, no!” He wheezed, trying to shove her away.

“I told you, this is just what you get for not listening!” Barbara grinned, using one hand to clamp the demon’s hands above him, her dancing fingers moving from Beetlejuice's expansive belly to his armpits.

“No, stop! Oh my god, stop!” Beetlejuice howled. He managed to wriggle onto his stomach, but found it didn’t help, as she had more access to his neck, and began to kiss it as she dug into his sides, knowing it was just as ticklish as any other spot. “Knock it off, you wraith!” Beetlejuice wheezed, rolling back to his previous position and shoved his feet to press against Barbara’s chest. She giggled, and lurched forward again, her fingers wiggling threateningly towards his sides.

Beetlejuice pushed her back and Barbara found herself hanging against Beetlejuice’s feet above the demon. “Aw, c’mon, that’s not fair!” Barbara laughed, wriggling against Beetlejuice’s surprisingly strong calves.

“I don’t care if it’s fair, I never play fair, Barbie!” Beetlejuice grinned.

Barbara squawked in mock outrage, making grabbing motions at Beetlejuice. “I will get you back for that dumb nickname, you jerk!” She threatened, her smile wider still.

Beetlejuice laughed at how futile her attacks were, watching her for a moment.

Her blond hair was flying around wildly, roughed up from the play fighting, her face was red and she was huffing, slightly out of breath, and her eyes. They were crinkled up with laugh lines, shining brighter than the surface of UY Scuti, bluer than the depths of the ocean, and filled to the brim with care, and they were directed to him. She was laughing so beautifully, filled with adorable snorts and chortles, it made his long dead heart quiver like it was struck with heart attack inducing arrhythmia. He loved these moments, loved how easy and warm they were. Loved that he was never afraid of her and Adam, never had to hide himself from them. He could just lose himself, freely tease them and just enjoy his afterlife. He loved Barbara and Adam so much…

Wait.

Beetlejuice froze, his face falling into one of shock, and Barbara paused upon seeing this. “Lawrie? What’s wrong?” She asked.

Beetlejuice stared at her for a long moment, his hair starting to darken to a gorgeous magenta she’d never seen before. His eyes traced her face, the demon unnerving,h silent, before blinking out of his stupor.

“I love you,” he said, voice breathless.

Barbara froze, staring back at him in shock. He… he said that. He actually said that.

The door opened, causing the two to look up. “You would not believe how much sand a sandworm can carry from Saturn, I’m more dust than ghost right now,” Adam huffed, patting his clothes down as he came in. He looked up and paused upon seeing the scene, before smiling a fond grin.

“What are you two doing now?” He asked, leaning back and crossing his arms. His hair was highlighted with a warm copper tone, dusted a gray-yellow from the Saturn sands, his body framed by the golden sun filtering through the attic windows. His green eyes were twinkling, so fond and happy of the sight before him.

“And I love you,” Beetlejuice said, his voice in awe at the long known realization finally washing over him.

Barbara whipped her head back around to stare wide eyed at a Beetlejuice again, and Adam nearly choked on the sand still built up in his throat.

Beetlejuice seemed to have realized that the room was now silent. His hair became a flustered pink, white and blue. “I-“ he gulped, pale. He’d ruined it, he ruined everything. He went too fast, veered too far off course, he fucked it all up like he always did-

Suddenly Beetlejuice was almost knocked off the couch with an arm full of Barbara. She had his cheeks squished together and was pressing hundreds of kisses to his face. “Love you too, god, I love you too!” She whispered between kisses, reassuring and happy.

They were both enveloped in Adam’s arms as he scrunched into the couch behind Beetlejuice’s back. He pressed a warm, long kiss to Beetlejuice’s ear, grinning widely. “Love you too,” he added, resting his forehead against Beetlejuice’s hair. Barbara chuckled at his long gesture, before looking back to make sure the other colors were gone from Beetlejuice’s hair.

The magenta was back, and the tension was gone. He looked dazed, but there was a huge, drunk grin on Beetlejuice’s face, looking like he’d just been told that hallucinogens were reintroduced to modern medical treatment. “Cool,” he rasped, his voice somehow even more gravelly than before, and his body was lax. He didn’t need to hold onto the Maitlands tight, they were right here, they weren’t leaving. He had all the time in the world to just soak in their softness.

[k7l4d4]

Midnight Striga: Fairy Tail/Owl House Crossover Episode 1 Part 3

Hey, once again, Crossover time, with your host, me! Everybody clap your hands!!!

Lightning crashed, and thunder rumbled outside the ominous spire of stone and lost hope that was the Conformatorium. As Luz took in the sight before her, she turned a flat stare towards the smirking Witch next to her. “What was that you said about this place being super fun?”

Ignoring Eda’s chuckle, Luz panned her vision across the area, giving herself a rough idea of the layout for the building, before her eye caught on a poster tacked to a nearby wall. Walking up to it, she yanked it down to see an artistic representation of Eda and King, complete with Bounty. She let out a low whistle at the figure. “Wow, these guys really got the hots for you.”

“Yeah, but they’ve never caught me.” Eda preened with pride, deftly stuffing the flyer into her hair. “King’s got some moves of his own when it comes to giving people the slip.”

“Yeah! Just try and catch me when I’m greased,” King cheered, eager to talk about his skills. “I’m a squirmy little fella!”

“Heh, I’ll take your word for it.” Luz grinned.

Eda smirked, gesturing for Luz and King to come in closer. “Alright, I’ll make a distraction to keep Wrath and his goons preoccupied. You two will make your way to the Vault from above.” She paused to conjure up a platform, the transport they would use to ascend. “I’ll do my best to keep Wrath and the Guards from getting to you, but for that to work, I’ll need you guys to keep your heads down in there. Can I count on you?” She turned a solemn face towards Luz at her question.

Luz made a small show of mulling it over, before grinning brightly. “Don’t worry about it. This isn’t my first time sneaking around somewhere I’m not supposed to be, after all.”

“Ugh, enough with the emotions, let’s just go already!” King complained, eager to get inside.

With a huff of amusement, Luz leapt onto the platform, scooping up King with an indignant squawk, before signalling Eda to send them up. As Luz rose through the air, she calmed the giddy excitement bubbling up inside, letting her face and emotions go blank. She needed to focus, to prepare herself for the fight her instincts were SCREAMING was coming their way.

As the platform reached its apex, just short of the window they needed to get to, Luz dully noted, she once more picked up King, this time with only a slight grumble of protest, and launched them both upwards. As they soared through the window, Luz caught herself in a three-point landing, fist planted in front of her chest, legs spread to catch her weight, a practically superhero-esque look… and then King slammed into the ground next to her with a grunt.

Chuckling sheepishly, Luz pulled the small demon up. As they walked towards their goal, Luz couldn’t help but marvel at the interior; this place may have been an evil den of corrupt tyranny, but she couldn’t deny the place was stylish, in a “step out of line and get wasted” sort of way. One thing that bothered her, though, was how empty it was. Luz had been around the block more than once, and she was fully aware of how much crime could get up to in any civilization, especially one that cared more about preserving things a certain way than helping the people, so the sheer barrenness of the cells was… unsettling to see.

Finally, she broke the silence. “Hey King, where are all the prisoners?”

“Weh? I don’t know. Why do you ask?” King replied. He wouldn’t openly admit it, but he was kind of weirded out by how empty this place was himself.

Luz’s curious look gained a more serious edge. “Because, no prison, whether the prisoners deserve to be in it or not, should be this level of empty unless it’s abandoned.” Luz’s scanning of the surroundings gained a hint of nervousness at that point. “I just can’t shake the feeling that something bad goes on here. You know, besides the whole “imprisoning for failure to submit to societal norms” thing.” Her frank bluntness would’ve been funny, if the situation hadn’t been so grim.

King glanced around, now feeling far more nervous about being here. “Now that you mention it, a lot of people get dragged here, but you don’t really hear much about them afterwards…”

“Hey kid, how did you get out of your cell?”

Turning their heads in surprise, both King and Luz were mildly surprised to find actual prisoners ahead of them. The one who had called out, a Witch-girl with dusky skin, two prominent canines that bordered on fangs, and an almost sleepy look to her, was beckoning them closer. It made sense, no one liked being in prison, and Luz’s gut wasn’t giving her any warnings about her. So, with that in mind, Luz sidled up to the bars.

Luz cleared her throat. “Not a prisoner actually, also, not technically a criminal.” She ignored King’s shout of ‘Not Yet Your Not!’ “Mind if I ask how you all ended up in a dump like this?” Okay, maybe it was cheesy, but Luz wasn’t gonna not ask how a group ended up in prison; what other time would she get the opportunity?

The prisoner chuckled, a bitter sound, the type you hear from someone who doesn’t really expect to be happy ever again and is just going through the motions. “Never thought someone would have the time or desire to ask me that. I got stuffed in here for writing stories about food falling in love with each other.” She held up a notebook with an image of two vegetables kissing on the open page. “And I know you didn’t ask, but the name’s Katya. You’re the first person to actually care about me in a long while.”

“Same with the rest of us.” Commented the prisoner next to the now-named Katya, a pale-blue fellow with multiple eyes. “I got put in here for eating my own eyes.” He then demonstrated, preempting Luz’s question, popping out one of his eyes, swallowing it whole, and then regrowing it perfectly. It was as fascinating as it was disturbing.

A muffled thumping came from the last occupied cell. Turning to it, Luz saw a small, white, ball-shaped creature that seemed to be a head with arms and legs sticking out of it. A cloth gag was tied tight over what Luz assumed was its mouth, the thumping coming from the creature slamming against things as it furiously clawed and yanked at the gag.

Turning a questioning stare to the others, Luz asked, “What’s going with that one?”

Katya snorted, a tired humor in her eyes. “Yeah, she’s big on conspiracy theories. She ended up annoying the guards so much they gagged her to keep her quiet. Which I thought was kinda lame, she had some fun stuff to say. Also, she really dislikes the government, which probably didn’t help her either.”

Luz was furious. No, scratch that, she was beyond furious. She was so angry, all she could show was calm. King could physically feel the rage seeping off of her. Speaking in a voice so coldly furious, Luz bit out. “So, what you’re telling me, is that you guys haven’t actually committed any crimes, and got thrown in here for being different?”

Katya let out a sad sigh. “Pretty much kid. Wrath really likes throwing anyone he considers “unsuitable” for society in here. And we happen to fit his definition of unsuitable.” She gave a soft grin towards the still irate human. “But hey, at least we got the chance to tell someone, right? Not many get that chance.”

Luz hyper-focused on that last part, instantly trying to process that statement alongside her concerns from earlier. “What do you mean by that?”

Katya gave an ominous stare. “A lot of people come into this place, but it isn’t much of a prison. It’s more a waystop before they get shipped off to the Emperor’s Castle; whatever goes on in there, we don’t know, but some people come out, utterly broken… and others don’t come back at all. Because so few people are actually here at any time, there aren’t many guards, but considering how tough Wrath himself is, it doesn’t make much of a difference.”

Luz's blood ran cold. The details may have been sparse, but what little she had been given painted a rather… ugly picture. There was no way she could leave these guys here. Glancing around, she spotted the lever that would release the cells (she honestly wondered how she missed it at first), and started tugging on it. At the slight motion of the heavy piece of metal, Luz was torn between frustration at how slow-going it was, and satisfaction at being able to move it at all. Just as she felt she was making progress, she paused, the sharp rumbling of heavy footfalls approaching in their direction.

“What are you fools yammering about?”

The voice that spoke was sinister, rumbling, and had a grating edge to it that set every nerve in Luz’s body on fire. Just as the figure was about to enter visual range, Luz gave a leap, clinging to the shadow-cloaked walls above. The amazement the prisoners felt at watching her feat was quickly squashed as the source of the voice pulled into view. A hulking, muscular figure, what little of his body could be seen having a purple tone to it. His body was clad in a white tunic, a triangular badge displayed proudly across his chest; the plague doctor-like mask sent chills up Luz’s spine. There was no doubts, this was the infamous Warden Wrath.

The Warden loomed over his prisoners, an almost palpable ruthlessness bleeding off of him. Glancing down, he spotted what he assumed was the topic of their discussion. “Ah.” He pulled up what Luz could see was a copy of that same wanted poster of Eda she had seen before. “The Owl Lady.” He brutally crushed the paper in his grip. “She escaped me before, but soon, she will be within my grasp.”

Alarm bells began ringing in Luz’s head, and as she looked down and saw King, hidden in the dark corners of one of the cells, the blind panic in his eyes made it clear he felt that fear too. Suddenly a sharp gasp drew their attention. “Aiw!!! I can bweathe again!!” It was the last prisoner, having finally managed to work the gag off of her face. Refocusing on the present, the tiny inmate began a tirade at the sight of Wrath. “The voices of independence cannot be silenced!! We will suwvive, we will enduwe, we will cast off ouw oppwessows!! We will neveh be afwaid of you, you big old cweep!!!”

Speech impediment aside, Luz couldn’t help but feel impressed at the courage it took to speak your true feelings, even in such a bleak situation. That admiration turned to dread, however, when she saw the Warden move towards the lever to the cells. While he didn’t see her, she could feel the air hum around him as he easily lifted what she struggled to even budge.

As the doors to the cells opened, the smallest prisoner gasped in delight. “Hooway, I’m fwee!” Eager to take advantage of her apparent freedom, the conspiracy theorist took off like a bullet, only to be effortlessly snagged by Wrath. As Wrath ruthlessly pulped the prisoner in his hand, the resulting squeak more menacing than humorous as he laughed over it, he calmly stated something that would forever infuriate Luz, even years later: “Remember, there is no place for you in society if you can’t fit in.”

As Wrath wandered off, to where Luz didn’t care, still clutching and tormenting the small prisoner, Luz leapt down as silently as she could, King rushing to join her. As she opened her mouth, hoping to say something, Katya raised a hand to stop her. The light that had been in her and the other prisoner’s eyes? It was gone, that little spark of hope had been snuffed out. Still, Katya tried to pull off a smile. “Just go kid. Go and enjoy freedom for us.”

Luz and King traded sad looks, before walking off. King, he didn’t know what to do with this. He was used to feeling unstoppable, weakened form notwithstanding, so feeling… bad for someone was new to him; he didn’t like it. Luz, she was angry, furious, apoplectic, basically every word you could use to describe being angry she was feeling right now. Before everything happened, she was used to feeling like an outsider, like people didn’t want to be around her because she was different from everybody else, but even at her lowest, she was never made to feel as if being herself, that being weird, was unacceptable on par with the worst of crimes. Luz knew one thing; when this heist was over, she was going to bring this place crashing to the ground.

As Luz and King mulled over their conflicted emotions, Eda ran up, a mischievous grin stretched across her face. “Alright gang, the Warden’s distracted tormenting some tiny creature and- what’s with the long faces?” Her grin wiped itself away at the depressed aura surrounding the two.

Luz turned a nervous eye towards Eda. “Hey, Eda? How often do people get sent to this place?”

Eda blinked, a little confused at the question. “Fairly regularly, at least once a week I’d say. Why do you ask?”

Luz gulped, not liking what she was about to say. “Well, how often do people come back out? And, if people come here so often, why are there so few prisoners?”

Eda paused, considering the question. As the possible answer, or answers, dawned on her, she grew grim, face pale. “Okay, yeah, that’s something I hadn’t thought about before. We need to get that crown, and get out of here as soon as possible.”

Luz nodded, a look of concentration upon her face. “Yeah. We overheard the Warden earlier, and the way he was talking? I think this may be a trap to lure you here.”

Eda blinked at that, then facepalmed. “Ugh! I can’t believe I didn’t think of that! Well, we better make this quick then.”

King piped up at that. “Then we better get going! The sooner we get my crown, the sooner Wrath stops being our problem!” With that said, he stomped towards a pair of very impressive doors.

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Gardens #1 (1/1/2021)

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Valera @autokrates fights an annoying sibling. Alastor cheers for the great show and does absolutely nothing to help. Sir Pentious @hiss-and-vinegar fusses over Valera's wounds.

Valera

*Ah, the gardens. Just the place for Valera and her brother to get into a no holds barred bareknuckle brawl away from her guests. Far enough that nobody has to hear them snapping and snarling at each other, close enough that neither has far to drag the other at the end of the dramatic little affair. Fortunately, fights don't actually take thirty minutes to muddle through for most people, these fish included. Five or so minutes of hissing and biting at their imperfect duplicates, and at the end, Valera limps away with Volitan's arm clenched in her jaws and a few pounds of flesh lighter. Neither comes away feeling better, but at least there's fresh fish to feed to the guests who craved a more cannibalistic slant to their meals.*

*The fountain is good enough to rinse the worst of this mess off, and Volitan can go let the ocean burn his wounds clean for all she cares. Her friends can't see her like this. She'll need... What, half an hour to close her wounds? They shouldn't notice.*

**Happy New Years.**

Alastor

From a high window a large crowd loudly cheers, whistles, and applauds.

It's Alastor, he's the large crowd. Him and his invisible audience.

He doesn't know what's going on but it was hella entertaining to watch.

Valera

Thank the gods Alastor was far enough away to probably not hear the undignified squeak that she made when she realized she had a witness, Valera's emotions were shot enough without embarrassment on top of it. Head jerking back to seek him out among the windows... Ah. There he is. Game face, Val, give him a thumbs up. With Volitan's arm! Lovely. In fact... She's just going to send it off to him, a little flotation between friends.

"Here! I'm going to be a while, be a dear and butcher this, would you? I'd hate to see it spoil while I cleaned up."

Alastor

Look at the delight on his face! "You're a TERRIFIC host!" He bows out the window so deeply it's impressive he doesn't fall out, then runs off with his new culinary treat. He's going to make something decadent with this.

But first he's gonna bite off a chunk from the severed end.

Sir Pentious

A certain snake is slimthering.... he is wearing the long robe that Valera gifted to him for Hissmas. He's searching for his love, now that he's properly warm and bask-ed. The smell of blood has his tongue flicking out longer, and he's drawn to it... slimther slimther...

"MY DEAR?"

Valera

The sound of Pentious' voice makes Valera tense up, swearing under her breath. What's the human phrase? Out of the frying pan, into the fire? She'd rather have Alastor and his cheerfully uncaring amusement, Pentious might actually *worry*. But it was too late to pretend nothing was wrong. So.. Time to do what she does best, then.

She perches on the edge of the fountain, posing just so to keep the worst of her injuries away from her beau's many eyes. A hand in her lap to artfully cover her thigh, tail conveniently looped around her legs before dropping back into the fountain. Natural? No. But it might be enough! Maybe! If she can distract him. "Penny! Hello dearest, enjoying the weather tonight?"

Sir Pentious

"YESSS, MY DEAR, THE WEATHER ISSS NICE. THE AIR ISSS SO GOOD HERE, A NICE CHANGE FROM SSSSULFUR." Tongue flicking, but he's definitely sure that's blood he smells... or something similar! He was used to Valera's blood, as he'd bitten her *quite a few times.*

A head tilt, and his face squishes inquisitively. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE...?"

Valera

"I'm glad to hear you're enjoying my home, my love." Her tail wiggles in the fountain, eyes scrunching up into half moons. Even if she was trying to keep him from getting too nosy, it was still nice to see him happy on Okkylk.

Right. A question. "Me? I'm sitting, obviously. You just missed Alastor though, I think he ran off to the kitchen with his latest prize."

Sir Pentious

"I'M NOT LOOKING FOR ALASSSTOR. THERE'SSS TOO MANY OF HIM HERE! BUT ONLY ONE OF YOU." He slithers closer, head tilted.

".... I SSSMELL YOUR BLOOD."

Valera

She twitches, hand lifting off her injured thigh to wave dismissively. "Yes, darling. I got into a bit of a tussle, you see. "

Sir Pentious

"A BIT?" His eyes widen and... He comes closer, trying to peer around her to see the damage.

Valera

... A choice is presented to her. Trust her fiance, or.. don't, and upset him. So, despite the immediate impulse to deflect, she reluctantly lifts her tail from the water. Or, what's left of it. The end seems to have been sliced off, gods only know where the fin went.

Sir Pentious

His eyes widen considerably, then NARROW. His hood opens and he's careful to put his arms around her, trying to mind any more wounds.

"BETTER NOT HAVE BEEN ONE OF THE *ALASSSTORSSS!!* WHO WAS IT?!"

Valera

A few scrapes and scuffs are hardly enough to keep Valera from leaning into a hug. "Alastor? No, of course not. I fought my brother! He tried to scold me again and I'd simply had enough!"

A pause as she nuzzles her face into his shoulder, purring softly. "I took his arm off, so don't feel TOO bad for me."

Sir Pentious

Ah, that *brother.* Sir Pentious growls like the cobra he is, vividly imagining tearing the man apart--not that he'd really seen him yet but he could guess.

"HE OUGHT TO THINK ABOUT HOW FORTUNATE IT ISSSS THAT YOU LET HIM LIVE!! INSSSULTING THE AUTOCRAT!! BROTHER OR NOT, HE'D BE *QUARTERED* IF HE WERE MINE."

Valera

She shrugs, lifting a leg to inspect the damage. A few cuts, nothing to write home about. Hilda would probably want to put stitches in a few of them, but Val was pretty sure they'd close on their own. They'd mostly stopped bleeding, at least. "I assume fighting with family is a normal part of having one? Maybe not physically, but Veci do tend to be more direct than humans. He doesn't like the way I do things, I don't like him acting like he knows better. We fought, I won, so I'm right."

Sir Pentious

That sounded much simpler.... But Penny couldn't help his frown. He took her hand in his, and kissed it.

"He hurt you. I would tear reality asunder for you and your smile, my love."

Valera

... Ah. Valera has to try very hard not to make a noise like a deflating balloon crossed with a dying whale, wheezing quietly and folding in at the waist as Pentious metaphorically stabs her with surprise affection straight to the heart. Thunk. Her head, thumped down to his chest. Don't look at her. Don't acknowledge her. She's feeling feelings.

Sir Pentious

He's petting down her hair, looking over her damage and that gored tail....

Penny gently pets down said tail, careful to mind the wounds.

Valera

Give her a bit to recover, and then she'll perk back up to see what he's doing there.

"Hm? Something wrong, love?"

Sir Pentious

"OF COURSE. YOU'RE BLEEDING AND WOUNDED AND OUT HERE BY YOURSSSSELF." He's looking so concerned... "I DON'T HAVE ANY BANDAGES ON HAND...."

Valera

"What?" Wait, right. Aliens worry a lot more about that kind of thing, huh? ..Or was that everyone not heavily traumatized and used to regrowing limbs? Hard to keep track, really. Whatever. He's concerned, which is the OPPOSITE of what she wanted!

Quick, say something comforting! "I'll be okay, darling! I'm used to... it...?" She squints. Wait. No. That sounds bad, actually. "It'll grow back in a few minutes! You'd never know I was hurt!" YEAH THAT'S THE ONE.

Sir Pentious

Frown! WEH!

"WHO CARESSSS WHETHER I KNOW OR NOT, YOU *ARE* HURT! AND I WANT TO HELP!"

Valera

She looks... A bit baffled. But once she's over the initial surprise, she takes one of his hands in hers and pats it.

"Oh. Um. Alright, do you want to.. Help me to the bathroom? I'm sure we've got medical supplies in there."

Sir Pentious

Listen, caring about other people is not Penny's strong suit, but he cares so so much about Valera.

"YESSS, GLADLY."

Valera

Being cared about is not something Valera is used to, she's not sure how to handle being the one getting fussed over. But if it makes Pentious happy... She'll try to fumble through it. Time to get up, then. He can't lift her, but taking the weight off the worst leg should make it easier to not open anything on her carpets.

Awkward cough.. "Thank you, love. I was just going to sit out here until everything healed over, but. This is better."

Sir Pentious

"YOU SHOWED ME THAT I DON'T HAVE TO BE ALONE ANYMORE... SO, PLEASE LET ME SHOW YOU THAT, TOO." Hand kiss....

Valera

He's lucky she's already standing or else she'd do the affection wheeze all over again. But no, she has to hide her face against him like a normal person and pray the blush doesn't reach the tips of her fins. Just. Just going to take his arm and let him lead her along, then.......

Sir Pentious

Off they go..... To the bathroom........ Womance....

Valera

He can put salve on her wounds and wrap up the more uncomfortable ones, and she will be very embarrassed and very grateful... And also whine a lot because ow, the salve Hilda makes is NOT soothing in the slightest, it burns!!! Sure heals things fast though, the smaller cuts vanish in moments!

[toonqueen]

Duckvember 2020

--Ponder--

Linking to an old playlist of mine BUT also including why I have these songs on there. Kinda fits the ponder theme okay. I’m trying I’m so behind here *SOB* 

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-BLrUhg7cOKMsu8bGh4CBh5C3EVXCUpy

This is my generic duck feels playlist I use when writing but I often have so many other playlists I use it's insaneeee but this is a nice beginning base until I get a feel for a story to make its own playlist haaaa. 

**Joywave - Bad Dreams*** 

-Ominous feel that some shady end of the world stuff is happening song. One of the main things I put this song to is Magica having a premonition of something bad is going to happen. But she doesn’t have the best rep with powerful magic types and with hero types so she has to make a ragtag team willing to help her. Haaa. Mind you in my headcanon the De Spell family line started by a witch that had a really good future sight so Magica takes it seriously and I GUESS she has to like… stop the world from ending. 

**M83 ft. HAIM - Holes in the Sky***

-Another ominous oh crap bad stuff is happening song wheee. I had an idea that I ended up using in a Duckverse RP of some of the alien hats from Darkwing being a different set of alien hats that were actual powerful witches. The RP I ended up having was for a parody of Hocus Pocus. What I attach this song to is where the hat set grab Magica, Gladstone, and an OC thats a powerful De Spell sibling (that's a whole other story.) That leaves Poe to defeat them save the Earth the usual. My headcanon for Poe is he cannot cast magic but has a wide knowledge of artifacts and spells. Could arm himself with some good magical artifacts. He ALSO would make a ragtag team to try to stop the 3 most powerful magic based people controlled by alien hats. That team would include Fethry and Gyro lol. Notice this song is a lot more postive than Magica’s Bad Dreams song because Poe’s being more positive about getting it done. Magica’s more ‘well we’re going to die anyways might as well TRY” and Poe is ‘ WE’RE GONNA DO THIS AND WE’RE GONNA MAKE IT OMG. Once I get over this crippling depression that I’m useless. Whee.”

**Do You Realize - Ursine Vulpine***

-Vague sad song for sad things. Main reason I had this song is for my Mighty Ducks the Animated Series headcanons for Drake Ducaine. I pretty much kill off all this family and friends in the past. You know, the war, saving stuff. SACRIFICING THEMSELVES SO HE CAN LIVE. His young daughter makes it. Am I not merciful. 

**My Tears are Becoming the Sea - M83***

-Really acidy trippy sad song. Great for fighting elder gods. For my main RPing OC’s on Duckverse this goes with some scenes of their past. Other main thing I use it for is Mighty Ducks the Animated Series I have it for Wildwing’s death.. Haaaa. I kill him off in his 60’s when he has to help save the 2nd Gen team (All the kids of the first team.) Well you know. He’s like the only duck chars I kill off ‘youngish.’ I dunno why most of these story ideas came in high school FRICK. 

**In A Heartbeat - In the House***

-I have loved this song from the second it was in 28 Days Later. I do not have one defined story line plot or character this goes to. I would put it on every song list I had if I felt like I could get away from it. EXCELLENT ATMOSPHERE.

**The Darkest Evening of the Year***

-Another great ominous atmosphere song. I stick this one with Gladstone but don’t put it on my actual Gladstone playlist for being too dark?!? I put it with him finding out what I headcanon the origins of his luck. AND OH BOY. I really want to give the vibe of that scene like some suspense/horror energy let me tell you.

**No Time for Caution - Hans Zimmer***

-Great like, ‘team prepares to fight a boss fight’ type music. Let's do this. We can fight an elder god. LETS GO!!!! But still that bit of dark tone like - hmmm we may not be successful. Ahhhhh.I also think of Tanya from Mighty Ducks working late fixing something or lawd taking care of a teammate gotta find a cure for something. They just gave this woman all the jobs. AGH. 

**Happiness Does Not Wait - Olafur Arnalds***

-A sad yet happy tune. That mix of energy. This one I put with Grandma Duck. In my headcanon all her adult kids have since past but you know all her grandkids visit all the time. It's kinda weird that like, the whole gen in between was wiped out but uh, I have a reason plotted out for that. But you know, Grandma little sad all her kids are gone but sees them in her now adult grandkids ahhh. 

**Low Gravity - Hugo Kant***

-Actually ModMad suggested this one to me when I shared this playlist with them when they made the “Over the Rainbow’ comic. Shared it because it really fit this playlist so I could not  not share ahhh. Anyways. That's one of my top fav comics by Modmad, and actually in an unrelated way inspired some of the backstory for the two main OC’s I RP in Duckverse. Wheeee.

**Everything You Do is a Balloon - Boards of Canada***

-A good ominous ‘the hero has won but at what cost’ energy. This is a song I’ve had for ages and directly put to the abuse I put Drake Ducaine through. I’m so sorry. Weh. I literally have a separate playlist that is Drake Ducaine/Wildwing anxiety cuz I headcanon Wildwing the reincarnate of Drake Ducaine because of COURSE. 

**Goodbye to a World - Small Dust/Porter Robinson Cover***

-I just love music like this. First used this song for Mighty Ducks because the previous life of Drake Ducaine I had be a little duck boy that showed kindness to a Saurian Goddess and she ended up taking the Duck side in whatever fight went down and well the rest is history which will I ever write a story for I dunno. And in the next life as Drake Ducaine the Goddess also reincarnated in a mortal body so they get to work together again yay. This is also one of the main themes I use for my Duck OC’s Felicity and Faustina. In RP land uh they’re from an alternate universe that got all ate up by an elder god and they were the only two survivors cuz some weird luck and magic runs in their family. Their version is a more trippy version here:  https://youtu.be/HzuHAMg1Hng OH WAIT I’M WRONG THEIR MAIN THEME IS A DIFFERENT PORTER ROBINSON SONG HAAA still enjoy. 

**Soldier - Fleurie***

-I use this song several times for Gladstone. Mainly for one story I DO plan to write someday I have so many parts of it done. Anyways he screws up big time and has to fix a problem while he still have luck that works on him, he needs to actually do something to solve the problem and its grueling and takes  a long time and travel around the world and bad stuff just happening to those around him and AHHH. Anyways.  Also a good song for Djinn in new Ducktales theres stories I have reason for his for him let me tell you someday. Ha. 

**Battle Cry - Imagine Dragons***

-A great mello fight song for everything. Just. Some good shit. Heroes making sacrifices. Stuff going down. Hidden powers having to be used getting exposed but you GOTTA SAVE THE WORLD. 

**Elephant Survival - Emancipator***

-A good song for villains to think about their feelings. I loved this song when I came across it. I put it to my headcanon for Negaverse Gladstone. And a little Gladstone in there too. There is a darker mix here: https://youtu.be/59A3k8tpPMI

**Do You Realize - The Flaming Lips***

-This song again but with a slight positive energy?!? Dying and seeing loved ones that passed on kinda vibe. BUT ALSO I abuse reincarnation tropes so bad. This is a good reincarnation trope song. Lawd. 

**Saturn - Sleeping at Last***

-Roll Credits energy to a movie that ended not happy but not sad just the normal in between of life. There is a really good Poe De Spell short story I need to finish that makes me think of this song. I also put it to Drake Ducaine who supposedly dies of old age having saved and rebuilt Puckworld Society. That's a lot of pressure to put on a guy y’all. Also fits my abuse of reincarnate trope abuse. Also for some Djinn x Gene okay like they’re gonna adopt a lot of kids and all those kids are going to write stuff down to their kids like how Djinn writes stuff down and they’re gonna tell stories of their great great great great great grandparents Djinn and Gene forever OKAY.

Anyways, have some feels y'all. 

[moonlit-manifesto]

Heartbreak Red Takeover 2020

“I’ll make your heart beat again - BA-DUMP!” - Heartbreak Red (Uduki Arata)

It’s April Fool’s Day once again, and Heartbreak Red has taken over the Tsukiuta twitter account (@tsukiuta1)! Only this time - he’s taken over some of the other Tsukino Production accounts as well! If the tweet comes from an account other than the Tsukiuta account, I’ll mark it.

Heartbreak Red responds to some fans’ tweets, and they’re mostly categorized in three ways: Advice, Request, and Other. There’s a lot of tweets, so I’ll only be translating the funny ones because some are just regular advice. There’s also some news announcements like previews of Six Gravity and Procellarum’s new unit songs and a Tsukiuta official instagram account, so check out the twitter account to see those! There’s also some audio recordings too!

Read below the cut for all the Heartbreak Red goodness!

[REQUEST] Since my school is temporarily closed, I want to be cheered up by the goddesses!!

Heartbreak Red: “Hey!! Thousand Sakura Red!! Kannaduki Otaku Red!!”

Sakura Red (Chisa from Fluna):  “Since your heart is beating again, do your best!!!”

Otaku Red (Reina from Seleas): “Do you have a favorite idol? Are you reading a fun manga!? Let’s give our hearts nourishment!!!”

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[REQUEST] It’s cold and rainy today, so can I get Curry Rice Genau-san to warm up my heart with a one-liner or joke?

Heartbreak Red: “Curry Redddddd!!!”

Curry Red (You from Procella): “You can only call on me once a year! Go watch the reuploaded video from last year’s April Fool’s Day!!! 💢💢💢💢

Heartbreak Red: “That was his one-liner! Sparking Curry Red!!!”

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[REQUEST] I want to ask if Hajime-san has been eating properly!

Heartbreak Red: “Even if you’re busy, make sure to eat enough, okay?”

Hajime: “All right. Thanks...”

Heartbreak Red: “Make sure to tell Heartbreak Purple [Hajime’s ‘Heartbreak’ alter ego] that too.”

Hajime: “...I’ll tell him. By the way, I’m not Heartbreak Purple.”

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[REQUEST] Starting in April I’ll have a lot of difficult stuff going on in life, so can you and Shiki-kun cheer me on with all your strength?

Heartbreak Red: “I-It’s not Shiki-san, but...?”

Dignified Red (Shiki from SolidS): “Next year I’ll have gone around the Earth 30 times!!! And I’m still pushing on!!! I’m Dignified Red!!!!! Overcoming difficulties is a fact of life!!! Good luck!!!!”

Heartbreak Red: “Good luck~”

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[ADVICE] Until now, the only men I’ve dated have been good-for-nothing, and I’m afraid of falling in love again. Please tell me how to distinguish the good men from the bad men.

Heartbreak Red: “Looks like you had a thing for the hopeless ones. But you’re strong because you could tell they were hopeless! Do you have a friend you can trust? You can let them be the judge!”

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[REQUEST] I want to ask what’s on Chef Yoru’s menu for tonight’s dinner?

Yoru: “Katsudon!”

Heartbreak Red: “Juicy~”

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[REQUEST] Does Heartbreak Gold exist?? I want to meet the shining, sparkling Heartbreak Gold (>_<)

Heartbreak Red: “Kake...Gold!!!”

Heartbreak Gold (Kakeru from Gravi): “Gold is always getting his heart broken by lady luck (bright smile).”

Heartbreak Red: “This guy turned into a twinkling star...”

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☆Sorry For the Intrusion☆ (@solids_info)

Heartbreak Red: “Wheeeee!!!! How are you, Blushing Red 2?”

Blushing Red 2 (Dai from SolidS): “You’re here?”

Heartbreak Red: “Now for the intro!! It doesn’t matter which Twitter account - Boundary-Free Hero Heartbreak Red presents: Account Attack!!”

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Heartbreak Red: “Dai-chan-san, your line when I came in doesn’t fit with Blushing Red 2-san’s character, so instead we’ll replace it later and plan your entrance for then.”

Tsubasa: “Don’t try to protect your weird characters so stubbornly lol.”

Ichiru: “I [Love] Red Red will return, too... Issei will show up later.” [Ichiru doesn’t say the ‘love’ part cuz he’s embarassed lol]

Eichi: “You’re blushing (haha).”

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Heartbreak Red: “Uhhh so, Happy April Fool’s Day!! Here’s some pork cutlets Yorurun fried. And Purple- I mean - Hajime-san told me to contact him immediately if I run into any trouble.”

Shu: “This feels like you’re on your first outside mission.”

Rikka: “Speaking of trouble, there’s a certain someone who ran out earlier...”

Shiki: “I wonder who that could be?” [it was him]

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Dai: “Sorry for the wait.”

Issei: “Hello. Whoa, it’s Hearbreak Red-san!”

Heartbreak Red: “What’s up!”

Eichi: “This kind of sketch comedy act makes me nostalgic for those variety TV shows, haha.”

Shiki: “We’re all here now, so let’s start this thing with all of us.”

Rikka: “Yeah, let’s do it! I’ve actually been looking forward to this.”

Heartbreak Red: “Time for the SQ edition!”

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[REQUEST - SQ] Humidity makes my hair messy... What should I do? I need Rikka-san’s advice!! Also, is Shiki-san’s hair still smooth as usual? Lol

Rikka: “When you wash your hair, make sure to properly dry it. You’ll notice a difference the next day. Don’t just leave it half-wet, okay? Using hair care products will yield greater results, too! And Shiki... His hair is so smooth today that I’m angry.”

Shiki: “What can I say, I’m Mr. Smooth Hair Cuticles #1.”

Heartbreak Red: “I’m #2.”

Rikka: “I’m jealous~ (haha).”

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[ADVICE - SQ] There’s a 20cm height difference between me and the person I like! And I’m taller! I hate guys...  ( ;ᯅ; )

Shiki: “No need for that, I think that’s cool. Believe in yourself. The person you like will realize it’s cool, too.”

Heartbreak Red: “It’s a gift from the heavens. I hope the person you like will like you back!”

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[OTHER - SQ] Ichiru-kun♥ I love you ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Everyone: “Awwww!!!”

Ichiru: “Be quiet, all you adults!!!! But thank you for your message! I’m super happy! I’ll continue to do my best!”

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[REQUEST - SQ] Heartbreak Red, what do you think of Dignified Red?

Shiki: “Yeah, let’s hear it! Not that I’m Dignified Red or anything!!”

Heartbreak Red: “He has an amazing force, I’m jealous. And to possess such a grand presence really is the meaning of dignified. Dignified Red’s calm aura is so cool.”

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[REQUEST - SQ] Rikka-san!!! Rikka-saaaaaan!! What has made you smile recently?

Rikka: Yoru-kun’s delicious fried pork cutlet made me smile~ I now have a great, big smile on my face ♪”

Dai: “...Just hurry up and finish it.”

Heartbreak Red: “I like you ‘cause you eat until you’re full.”

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[OTHER - SQ] Issei-kun, are you enjoying university life?? The juniors are growing up and your horizons are expanding.

Issei: “Thank you for your message! They haven’t decided whether or not to start a new semester [due to current events, aka the corona virus], but me being impatient won’t help anything. I’ll happily wait for a decision (haha).”

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[REQUEST - SQ] I haven’t seen much interaction between Okui Tsubasa and Kagurazaka Soushi even though their image colors are both yellow. I’d like to hear a conversation between them. Please help with this, Heartbreak Red~ [originally requested on the Tsukiuta account, but he’s answering it on the SQ account]

Heartbreak Red: “I’m a man of my word, so I called Soushi over.”

Soushi: “Now that I’m here, let’s talk, Tsubasa-san.”

Tsubasa: “This somehow seems forced lolol, but sure let’s talk.”

Soushi: “Then let’s find something to do instead. Like a dance lesson or something.”

Tsubasa: “Oh, yeah. Did you know there’s a dance lesson day organized by the office? People who want to practice on their own, regardless of unit, can go.”

Soushi: “And you’re a kind senpai who treats people to things like ramen afterwards, right~?”

Tsubasa: “What an indirect way to ask for that lolol. Since you have such a big body, I’ll treat you.”

Soushi: “That’s a weird reason (lol). And I hear you always treat Dai-chan-san to things?”

Tsubasa: “That’s because Dai-chan is an eternal little brother!”

Dai: “This turned into such an embarrassing conversation...”

Rikka: “Your ears are red, Dai (haha).”

Heartbreak Red: “That’s all for the yellows’ talk!”

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Heartbreak Red: “And so, time is up!!! I’ll be taking my leave now, SQ~!!

Shiki: “He really blew in and out just like the wind (ah, youth)...  What a ‘chill dude’ (ah, youth)...”

Tsubasa: “Shiki, don’t try to use young people slang... (but he sure is a chill dude)”

Shu: “What a crazy time this session was...”

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Heartbreak Red: “Pool of Blood-kun is in his green forest. Blushing Red-kun has returned to the sky... Actually that sounds morbid, so let’s say he returned to the bottom part of the blue sky. To everyone here except Ryou-kun and Ren-kyun who are in the middle of changing clothes right now: Happy April Fool’s Day!!”

Koki: “Happy April Fool’s! I’ve been looking forward to this, haha.”

Sora: “We’ve been waiting-!”

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[He’s now infiltrated the ALIVE twitter account (@aliveinfo1)]

Heartbreak Red: “Now that I’m here, you know what that means, right? Let’s get to it!”

Nozomu: “Yeah, let’s do it!!”

Kensuke: “Answering real questions and giving advice in a rapid-fire setting is a test of idol power. I’ll do my best!”

Morihito: “I wonder what kind of messages we’ll get.”

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[OTHER - ALIVE] Kou-kun, how is your mother doing? (From: a fan of your mom)

Koki: “I didn’t even know my mom had fans (haha). Thank you on behalf of my family. She is doing just fine.”

Heartbreak Red: “This morning my mom left me this supportive message: ‘Red, do your best!’ If you could see it, it would be so embarrassing.”

Koki: “I’m sure (haha).”

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[REQUEST - ALIVE] I love Pool of Blood Red-san so so much. From morning til night, I long to be a tomato crushed and eaten by him. Please, please, please let me be your tomato...!

Ryota: “I’m not Pool of Blood Red [yes he is], but I’ll tell him that for you... You want to be eaten?”

Heartbreak Red: “!!”

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[REQUEST - ALIVE] When Heartbreak Red and Nozomu-kun are together, what are some common things you say? I’m curious about what happens when the two energies meet!

Heartbreak Red: “Wheeee~”

Nozomu: “Whee-whee~”

Heartbreak Red: “Weh?”

Nozomu: “Ooweh-ooweeeh~”

Heartbreak Read & Nozomu: “Wheeeeeeeee~ lololol”

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[INQUIRY - ALIVE] What does everyone in ALIVE wear to sleep?!

Heartbreak Red: “I am a capable man, so I will gather this information!!”

☆Everyone’s Sleepwear☆

Those in sweats or activewear: Sora, Soushi, Nozomu, Kensuke, Mamoru

Those in Gelato Pique [brand name of luxury sleepwear]: Ryota

Those in pajamas: Morihito, Ren, Koki

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[OTHER - ALIVE] Who is the strongest in ALIVE?

Heartbreak Red: “Time to answer with your physical skills! Let’s go!”

Everyone: “Roger!”

~ Please Hold ~

[sometime later]

Soushi: *victorious pose*

Kensuke: “Ryou’s inability to laugh makes him strong in a different sense, but this competition wasn’t about making people laugh.”

Ryota: *annoyed*

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[REQUEST - ALIVE] Mamoru-san, tell us about something that happened recently!

Mamoru: “I was thirsty at night, so I had some half-finished water bottle by my bedside. When I woke up in the morning, my face was drenched...!!”

Heartbreak Red: “I’ve never woken up to having water splashed on me, but I feel your pain.”

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[REQUEST - ALIVE] Sakuraba-san, please show us your ‘dere’ [lovey] side...!!

Ryota: “One can’t just be ‘told’ to be dere... Did you forget? (laughs)”

Heartbreak Red: “An extra-large serving of dere-------”

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[OTHER - ALIVE] Sora-kun! Have you gotten any taller?!

Heartbreak Red: “Good question!!! As a matter of fact!!! They were going to make an announcement later, but!!! All of the official websites will be updating everyone’s height measurements to reflect this year!!!!

Sora: “The results will be online!!!!! (teary-eyed)”

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[REQUEST - ALIVE] I want to be charismatic like Nozomu-kun! Please tell me three things I can do to be charismatic!

Nozomu: “#1: Believe in yourself! #2: Believe in those around you!! #3: Make an effort to have faith!! That’s all!”

Heartbreak Red: “Those are all good points!”

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[REQUEST - ALIVE] What color is everyone’s lucky underwear?

Soushi: “Mine are black. But that’s because of the color of our stage outfits (SOARA’s costumes are white).”

Ren: “Uh... well...”

Heartbreak Red: “My lucky underwear is red of course! I’m sure all of these ‘sky’ and ‘forest’ people have cool colors, too. Well, if I’m the one saying it then it’s probably true (haha).”

Ren: *relieved he doesn’t have to answer*

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Heartbreak Red: “That’s all the time I’ve got!! To all of you sky and forest dwellers - I’ll be taking my leave~!!

Kensuke: “Thank you, Heartbreak Red---!!!”

Sora: “Good luck out there---!!!”

Soushi: “Feel free to abduct me again.”

Morihito: “Soushi (haha). Thank you very much, Heartbreak Red.”

Mamoru: “I had fun!”

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☆Red Went Back Home☆

Heartbreak Red: “Now that I’ve accomplished my missions, I’m back home. Happy April Fools Day, everyone! I want to end this at home. By the way, I think I’ll be able to do some ‘Account Attacks’ that I couldn’t do this time around sometime later in April. I hope you all look forward to it~

My last audio greeting is just my final thoughts, haha. Alrighty! Thanks for a wonderful April Fools!! Until next time!”

[rielrnl]

Dear FutureMe,

Hi self! Kamusta na man ka? 22 na ka pagsuwat nimo ani pero wa gihapon kay uyab hahaha charot sagdi lang nana bitaw kay work. Anyways, kamusta na man ka? 2021 na besh, happy new year!

Kamusta ang work? I hope you are happy and you still continue to grow and learn everyday in the career path that you chose. I hope na follow na nimo imong mga plans and schedules. Puro ra baya ka plans, no actions. Joke! I know you are great at everything you set your heart into. I hope you never lose that kind of attitude. Take niya balik sa board exam ha, kaya lagi na nimo, ikaw pa! Or maybe there’s another path you wanna take? Just keep walking and never stop learning.

Naa pa ba gihapon ka sa Golden Prince nag work? Char general accountant baya ka sa Golden Valley. Considering your lack of experience, I am a bit worried but at the same time excited for you right now while writing this letter. I am very proud of you. I hope you still feel valued and appreciated like how I feel right on my very first few days of work. Pero akong mantra, “work to learn, not to earn” lang sa. I hope enough or pwede na imong experiences and learnings karon para sa new mantra nga “work to learn & earn”. Kung naay mas better nga opportunities moabot, why not? If you choose to go with something better, be forever grateful.

How’s your relationship with your family? Have you fulfilled your promise to spend more time with them? You know they’re not getting any younger. I’m so happy na fulfill na nimo. If wala gani, please do. It’s never too late. I doubt nga dili ni nimo ma fulfill coz you have a big heart and your family is what you consider as your greatest treasure. Please stay being a good ate despite being super duper maldita and be a good daughter. Hardheaded baya ka but I know you are so thankful for your parents. You don’t always say and show it but you are always proud of them for raising you the way they did. It wasn’t perfect but it was warm and cozy. I know your papa and mama will always be proud of who you have become. And let’s be forever grateful to them especially to papa for being strong and for refusing to give up when the going gets rough. Ka swerte ba nimo girl! Pagtinarong sa imong life ha!

Please tawn ayaw na sigeg palit sa mga butang nga dili nimo kinahanglan. Gastador raba kayka dzae. Hopefully, changed woman na ka karon. SAVE SAVE SAVE PLS! Help but please save a little for yourself. That’s the only way you can continue helping others. You cannot give what you do not have baya. Don’t get tired and don’t get angry with people abusing your kindness. Learn to accept the fact that some people just couldn’t get enough with the help they are receiving until they take everything they can get from you. Impatient raba kayka girl. Mokalit lang ug ka gamay imo utok. Also, learn to ask for help. I know you think kaya ra nimo tanan, feeling independent baya ka! Mao na wa kay uyab charot hahahah. Some people are actually ready to help, all you need to do is ask and never forget to thank them afterwards.

Okay, usapang lovelife. Naa ba tay improvements diring dapita? Di jud ko motuo nga nana kay uyab run. I know you too well. This aspect of your life seems impossible. Ayaw na lagi pag minaldita! Tagda na imong mga admirers. Pag glasses pirmi aron makakita ka kay poor eyesight raba ka. Take risks pud girl! Maayo kayka mag pretend raba na wa kay pake though you’re quite interested. But that’s okay though. Never make the first move! That’s our number one rule in flirting no matter how outdated that might be for most people. Find someone whose love is greater than yours. Ma compensate ra na nimo and ma equal ra na in time. Most separated couples started off with the girl whose love is greater than the guy. But what if nana kay uyab run? Really? Weh? Kinsa man na ba? Sure na jud na? Naa na jud? Whoever that guy may be, I wonder how he was able to get into your heart. Omg girl, pila sad kaha ka layer na imong security. Your walls are so high nobody would ever dare to climb it. Feeling gwapa sad kayka sa? Sige nalang. Gwapa na lang gud ka. Self love. Magdugay kaha mo? Makaya kaha niya imong kamaldita? Pungkle raba kag utok hahaha joke ra bitaw. I know he will have a hard time figuring you out especially what goes on in your head at first but I know he is and he will be so lucky to have you. I hope he knows that and he will never ever do something to lose your trust coz you really don’t hesitate to cut ties with people raba when hurt, with a great emphasis on cheating issues. “No second chances! But you can try. Just make sure you are prepared to lose me. ;)” Girl, remember this line! Hopefully, he won’t be stupid enough to test your resolution. Pero murag single pa man gyud gihapon ka run girl oy. Di sa ta magstoryag heartbreak. In a span of 1 year murag wala jud lagi gihapon pero hopefully naa na. Nothing is impossible bisan pa feel nako impossible kung ihatag na ni Lord. Di lang nato dalion si Lord ha kay basin wa pa na ready ang perfect match nimo.

Taasa na oy. Kapoyon gyud kag basa ani ba. I just hope that as you read this message, you will be reminded of how you feel while writing this. The excitement, the uncertainty...

I love you self! Take care of yourself and your family always. To more adventures and life lessons!

Love,

Elle of 2020

[bucketseesaw]

My first entry for the #Obingo Me

Mammon: Handcuffed for 24 hours

This is very short, 5k words only. May be rushed.

I'm thinking of this as more of a starting point (training, if you will).

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Devildom was unusually calm, the actual day you get free time from your studies is when everyone decides to waddle off, go figure.

So you did the most logical think at the time. You sat on your bed and opened your D.D.D, ready to scroll through devilgram and try to piece together the history behind some photos.

Since no one was around, it couldn't matter the time you'd spend on your phone observing the shenanigans and practically waste your whole day there.

//

A couple hours got by and still no sign of the demon brothers. A sudden thought came to your head and left you feeling pretty dumb, 'Just because I'm free doesn't mean the others are too...' and only then did you realize than in fact, you do remember Asmo and Levi talking about having some plans to take care of. The others must be in a similar arrangement, who knows.

That is, until your room door nearly got broken down by an agitated Asmo holding Mammon forcefully by the arm, and following straight behind with a disapproving but curious expression, Lucifer himself.

" W-..What?" You stammered out, greatly confused by this event.

"It's time for you and Mammon to just stop being stupid, the tension is ruining my skin!" Asmo said in a slight high pitch while pointing at you, then he pushed Mammon to the center of the room, in a not so gentle manner.

Lucifer just watched the show without saying a word, the only sign of emotion coming from his mysterious eyes, that were filled with clear mischief.

"You need to show respect to THE Mammon, I'm your big brother!" He barked at Asmodeus, but he apparently was having none of it.

"Shut the hell up and Y/N, stand up for a moment."

There was a moment of silence, Asmo approached Mammon in the center and then glared at you.... .... wait, why was he looking at you again...? Ah yes! He's waiting!

You stumble, not so gracefully, out of the bed, mind buzzing with plain confusion and just trying to figure out what the actual fuck is happening. It's common for those little fights to happen, but this seemed different. They did come to your room, so that should say something.

"Care to explain..?" You murmured, stepping near them and with a glance at Mammon's face you could already tell you much he didn't want to be here right now.

"No time for that, stick your arm out." You complied with little to no hesitation but with doubt nonetheless.

What happened next surprised you, the feeling of cold metal against your wrist that nearly made you scream and not even a second later a yelp was heard.

"Are you insane!?" The white haired demon screeched, flailing around. You could now see clearly that you were in fact, handcuffed and to no one other than Mammon himself.

"Though I don't usually fool around, this may be a nice experiment." Lucifer said, humming in satisfaction to himself.

"Now, let them be." He put his hand on Asmo's shoulder "We still have business to attend to."

"I'm done here anyways." He then examined himself "My perfect self can't go out looking like this, I'll need to redo my nails and fix my clothes."

With that, the two left the room, leaving you two feeling hopeless and in a state of urgency.

"Wh- I can't believe they did this." You said while looking at the handcuffs connecting you two, a mild panic in your expression.

The demon bit his lip and got closer, you could see how tensed he was. "No need to worry, for you are locked with THE great Mammon." He smiled anyways, the shit eating grin you were used to.

"You must feel pretty lucky, huh? A mere human getting this chance!"

You could see his attempt at comforting you and while it wasn't the best, you appreciated the thought. A smile fell upon your face and you giggled in pure relief.

"Yes! I definitely am lucky to have you here."

The words left your mouth before you could even think, it wasn't a lie so there was no problem.

The chocolate colored demon blushed and practically became a beacon of various shades of red, his mouth opened and closed several times, almost like a fish.

"Weh-Well... I- Of course you are! Who couldn't." He settled for the easy answer and slumped over himself.

You push the cuffs a little, signalizing for him to follow. As you sit in your bed, the demon does the same, although keeping more distance than necessary.

He seems to have gone back to his shell, being awfully shy and not at all like normal.

You catch a glimpse of his still rosy face and feel a strange warmth fill your chest. A sudden need to hug Mammon close and never let go.

You couldn't survive forever but the idea of hugging him was strangely enticing and you could only wish you had more self control.

Mammon trembled slightly as he felt your free arm encircle him and push him closer, the handcuffs making the half hug a little awkward.

"Y/N!?" The white haired demon gulped and looked shocked, turning his head to look at you.

"What are you doing?" He said under his breath. The blush worsened, his neck and ears turning the same cherry red color his face had acquired.

"You know.. I, I haven't appreciated you enough" You say gently, shoving your head in his neck.

"I can't help but compare you to a blinding sun, even if you can sometimes not be very bright..."

"You always make me happy..."

Mammon could only take short breaths as he tried to recompose himself.

"It's only fair yeh-you say that about ME, Ah-After all I am THE great Mammon..." Even in his tries at sounding confident, it was clear he was still nervous.

Instead of talking, you only continued to rest your head on him and let the silence befall the bedroom.

It didn't last long, as Mammon started shifting. You thought he'd move away, but were greatly surprised as he only reciprocated your gestures and leaned his own head against your shoulder, well, as much as one could with a handcuffed hand.

Something about the serene atmosphere you two had created, prompted you to sleep.

You could resist the urge of course yet, you didn't. The scent of the demon besides you and the little breaths he'd let hit your shoulder blades, made you want to stay in that position.

It was only moments later that you succumbed to a peaceful dream, warmth all around you.

//

And that was how Asmo found you two. Sleeping against each other in a tight cuddle.

He didn't feel the need to wake you up, however he did take a quick picture that was directly posted in his devilgram page.

Such a cute scene deserved a spot for all to see and as a quick reward, he'd let the keys for the cuffs resting near the bed, smiling to himself all the way till he left the room.

[absolutebearings]

so uhhh ... who else is really sad about aegon iii? 

so he’s barely 10. he loses all his brothers in the war, his younger brother is captured in battle and he barely escapes, clinging to his dragon; when he lands at dragonstone, his dragon dies of injuries and he's so shaken by the experience and the dance of dragons in general that he can't stand dragons anymore. his mother is ultimately deposed and killed by her half-brother his uncle, by being INCINERATED and CONSUMED by aegon ii's dragon, w/ aegon iii being forced to watch. and now all the adult regents on his council overrule anything he feels strongly about like his kingsguard picks, basically only care about their own ambition, and then are like 'why isn't this boy acting right. why doesn't he show an interest in anything. why doesn't he sleep well. why does he just look up at the stars at night. why did he seem 'far away' when made by his hand to preside over a mass mutilation and execution of prisoners that may or may not have been guilty. why does he go off to silently comfort those suffering from winter fever instead of listening to us. why does he seem sullen and resentful when we manipulate him into training w/ sword and shield by threatening literally his only friend with torture' GEE I WONDER FCKING WHY

he is TRAUMATIZED. this world is so frustrating why wont anyone treat this deeply damaged child with love and attempt to earn his trust. ( and dont even get me fcking started on what happened to jaehaera!!! his 10 year old  queen who threw herself (or was more likely thrown) out of the tower and died on the spikes of the dry moat beneath.  this poor child is so isolated and depressed after losing almost her entire family and all people can do is snark about how she’s ‘simple’ it’s so fcking cruel it makes me sick. can someone please love and protect these children before i have a fucking heart attack ) they’re all like weh weh ur so dour it makes taking advantage of u less fun >:C.  god it is so satisfying when he gives the handship to the only person he really trusts who’s still alive, his younger brother viserys

gah there is so much sad shit -- supposedly he didn’t laugh at any of mushroom’s antics but his friend and cupbearer gaemon palehair liked them so much that aegon regularly called on him to make gaemon happy wtf thats so sweet and sad. and then gaemon dies of poisoning testing some food that aegon was to eat. GOD!!! whAT THE FUCK!!! can someone please take care of these poor children!?!?! also aegon gives his grasping hand’s daughter a doll. this poor kid whose life has been a constant and unending march of misery: ‘i’m glad you like the doll’. ;___; oR when it turns out viserys was actually alive and aegon just breaks down sobbing in relief because he felt so guilty when he thought he left his brother behind to die in that battle, and couldn’t bear having survived at his expense. i mean???? kasdjflkajsdfjlsdfjfa

also yeah there was that time where he went out and administered care toward the people dying of winter fever in king’s landing, bathing their fevered brows, holding their hands, listening to their stories and ravings and regrets. remember dany doing something similar in meereen w/ people suffering from the pale mare? 

“ I mean to give the smallfolk peace and food and justice. If that will not suffice to win their love, let Mushroom make a progress. Or perhaps we might send a dancing bear. Someone once told me that the commons love nothing half so much as dancing bears. You may call a halt to this feast tonight as well. Send the lords home to their own keeps and give the food to the hungry. Full bellies and dancing bears shall be my policy. “ 

i love one (1) targaryen???? this is what he says to his council before he takes over. and he goes on to do this?? it bugs me that hardly anyone remembers him fondly because he dared to be affected by his highly traumatic childhood, but still even with all the BULLSHIT he with his brother gave the realm peace and relative plenty after the absolute shitshow that was the dance of dragons. for over 2 decades!! why not remember the substance?? or at least take it into account ...? he did a good job despite a life of constant suffering, despite the fact that most of his adult examples were evil or batshit or cruel, or at the least dismissive of his pain, (’moping’ ‘sulking’ ‘surly’ other dismissive descriptors). idk maybe fuck off and let this poor man be depressed if you’re not going to do anything positive to address the situation. IDK